#hope this is ok!!

[mcrololo]

Gimme some deets on a cute date that Tattoo x Floral au went on 🤲

compiling some date headcanons here for you bc i can't choose what to write about and also 100 words wouldn't do it justice:

Before Chloe actually asks Beca out, they've been friends for a while. Chloe has shared much about her life already, and Beca opened up about wanting a career in music, but, under her dad's influence, chose something else instead. (He paid for the start-up of her shop)

With that in mind; most of their dates at the start are music related, if it's up to Chloe. The first time she asks Beca out, she comes in for a bouquet, filled with flowers which she extensively researched the meanings of beforehand, and when Beca asks if she wants a card with that, she ties tickets to a concert to the bouquet herself. She doesn't even wait after that, just immediately hands it back over to Beca.

The tickets are for a band which Beca has always wanted to see live but never could. They laugh and dance and sing along, and that is how Beca gets roped into a second date of karaoke, just the two of them.

Beca, in turn, obviously picked up on Chloe's love of flowers, so they go to flower gardens and parades and parks, and she happily sits at Chloe's side as she sketches pages and pages of tattoo designs while asking Beca for their meaning.

I also picture them doing their craft together. Beca teaching Chloe some flower arranging, and Chloe teaching Beca how to draw.

[gcholdtrops]

@purplemccns requested for a starter: ♡.

     right as akemi spoke the name of the celebrity she was supposedly  ' dating '  to this security guard, standing twice her height and normally many would be nervously freaking out  —-  femme's heart beating rapidly while acting cool on the outside. only expression being pulled was when her celebrity vouched for her, walking over to him and fitting almost too perfectly beside him  ;  cherry on top she tip-toed up and pressed a kiss to the male's kiss.  " you did amazing out there, babe. "  two then walked off and when out of sight his arm was still neatly around her, causing a hue of red to appear.  " a-ah sorry but do you let in many fans ? "  not being the typical over the top fangirl, but a big fan nonetheless.

[valentincflores]

starter for: @alex-caldwelllocation: briar ridge rec enter

With her gym bag full of her sweaty clothes, makeup bag, and vlogging gear slung over her shoulder, Val made her way towards the rec center's exit. As she neared the doors, she couldn't help but notice the way her heart had picked up speed in anticipation - and nerves.

After their declaration at New Year's, she and Alex had decided to try going on an actual date. Not just hanging out as friends, not a casual hookup—though if it ended up going in that direction at the end of the night, Val wouldn’t exactly complain��but a real, honest-to-goodness date. The kind where both people had admitted they really liked each other.

She’d wrapped up teaching her class about an hour ago, and instead of wasting precious getting-ready time by running home, she’d opted to shower and agonize over her appearance right there in the rec center bathrooms. Funny, really. Alex had seen her in every state imaginable, yet tonight she felt a keen desire to look especially nice for him.

Stepping through the rec center doors, her eyes swept the parking lot until they landed on him almost instantly. Head down, scrolling through his phone, completely unaware of her watching. She allowed herself a second to just take him in, the butterflies in her chest doing somersaults, before she finally crossed the distance.

“Hey, handsome,” she greeted as she approached where he leaned against his car. “Hope you haven’t been waiting too long.”

[nolongeraqualeader]

@cataleyatakahashi liked for a starter:

"..." Well, this is kinda awkward. He's not sure if the other wandered in for a reason, and if she did, that that reason was him to begin with. "Did Plumes-- Plumeria send ya?"

Guzma is gonna kill him if he's caught saying Plumes. But it's just a fun nickname... Anyway, back to the issue at hand. Injured guy with a fishtail stuck in Plumeria's bath tub (him), and this new person. At this rate the whole of Team Skull will be aware of merfolk.

[camercnbishop]

starter for: @jiya-santa location: alvaro's at paradise pointe

Wellp, it seemed Cameron was being stood up. After waiting for nearly an hour, and ordering far too many refills of the delicious bread basket, Cameron supposed it was time to admit defeat. He was supposed to be meeting a family friend of his aunt and uncle's who his aunt swore he'd hit it off with. But clearly, it wasn't meant to be.

Truthfully, he wasn't all that disappointed and instead prepared to hunker down for dinner on his own. Glancing around, he scanned the restaurant for his waiter who would be relieved to know he was finally ready to actually order, he stopped when he spotted a familiar face.

"Jee?" he called as he rose to his feet. The brunette had just entered the restaurant and Cameron was floored to see her here of all places.

[mikeyhartman]

WHO: Mikey @ @naomiayodele

WHERE: Biteable Sugar, downtown

WHEN: 18th March, 2025

After a little deliberation, Michael made his way to the familiar downtown area he used to walk on the daily. Hopefully, if this conversation with Naomi went well, he’d be a frequent flyer once more. Entering the bakery, he’d aimed for a less busy time when it came to customers, lucky that nobody else was present in the moment. “Hey, Nay — you back there?” Michael called, hand hovering over the little bell on the counter before deciding to let the chime ring through the building.

[ofliarsandlovers]

@gcldenhawk || bryan & coryn - unavoidable socialising

Bryan had mastered the art of blending into the background, a skill he put to good use at events like these. The gala was lavish, the air thick with the scent of champagne and expensive cologne, the hum of polite conversation underscored by the distant melody of a live quartet. It was all very… much. Too many people, too much small talk, too much expectation to be on. He wasn’t even sure why he’d agreed to come. He nursed a half-empty glass of wine, lingering near the edges of the room, strategically placing himself behind a large floral arrangement. If he stayed still enough, maybe no one would—

“Bryan!”

A voice, far too enthusiastic, cut through the air like a flare in the dark. His fingers tightened around the stem of his glass as he braced for impact.

Coryn.

[fantasywritten]

@devilscheck asked: why do people call you that? (john)

“JIGSAW?” John looked up from the piece of metal he was shaping, his expression eerily calm — almost CALCULATED. “The police gave me that name. EVERYONE has a nickname these days, don’t they?” He shrugged nonchalantly, seemingly unbothered. “Probably has something to do with the puzzle pieces we cut out of our victims, DON’T YOU THINK?” This last line was a little sarcastic — a test, to see how she would respond.

[ofcrxwns]

closed starter for @kierras

Sarah made her way downstairs into the kitchen, smelling something delicious and definitely worth getting out of bed for. Running her fingers through her hair, she smiled when she saw Kiara in the kitchen. "How'd you know baby Routledge was craving bacon?" she asked, smirking.

[myplutoisms]

closed starter — for @virtueofsanityx, from here!

song: can't catch me now, olivia rodrigo. muse: nikolas (niko) carden, 27, cis man, pansexual.

── he can't get this motherfucker out of his head. and niko doesn't do that; he's not the stick-around type, he's not the stuck-on-you type, he's not the daydreaming about lovers' faces type. it had been a short fling between the two of them (short flings happen to be niko's area of expertise), and then they'd gone their separate ways after niko had done what niko does: waved them off, called it off, wrapped up their almost-was relationship in a nice little bow (...also in niko's area of expertise). but what he hadn't expected was to be smacked in the face, literally and figuratively, of reminders of their little 'love affair' everywhere he went. first it was the easy stuff, the suggested friends tabs on social media, but then? then there was the package accidentally delivered to his trailer with their initials as the recipient. their favorite song starting to play when he went to grab a coffee, his shitty old cable box turning on after a power outage and playing a rerun of one their favorite sitcom. and now. now? he's headed out the backdoor of his favorite bar when he walks square into someone. shoulders knock, chests bump, and niko's initial reaction is to reach out and steady them — until he catches their face. "no fucking way." his arms are dropping and he's shifting back a step, movements sloppy with the fuzz in his head. "nope. no, nooooo way." he realizes he sounds a little crazy... doesn't care. "there's gotta be a camera somewhere or something. is this punk'd?" his head shakes, smile of disbelief on his face at the cosmic joke this person had made his life for the last two weeks. "holy shit, you are everywhere."

[cagcdlxve]

Yestereve Starter ⋆˙⟡ @windfavord

⋆˙⟡ There was no better way that Lilith was able to get her mind off of things than by participating in community events. The plans for the St. Azalea Foundation were simple enough, and thankfully she did not have to cook! Simply serve it, which was her favorite thing to do.

The preparations were being made. Tables were set with fall-themed tablecloths and an assortment of fall decor. Chairs were being placed down to allow for as much capacity as possible. The food was prepared buffet style, for the volunteers to serve the wonderful food that had been prepared.

The smell was positively overwhelming with fall flavors, but most of all abundance and warmth. Something everyone could use more of this time of year.

Lilith had been assigned the corn distribution and was preparing trays and other items when she noticed a familiar face. She smiled in relief and gladness upon making eye contact.

" A-ah! Bluey it's good to see you again. " It had been a while since they had encountered in the underground. They had gotten separated, so she was pleased to see his safe return.

" Have you... been enjoying the festivities? I'm happy to be working with you with the St. Azaleas. "

[loveshard]

continued from for you i would prompts / @neveraftcr

"it's not... i've seen weirder, and i've done weirder things, trust me," devon shared, offering a small smile of support. he knew he had no room to judge. while he wasn't planning to question why, he had a pretty reasonable explanation made up in his head. "does it need to be thrown in the wash or is it good to go?"

[prophecieds]

starter for @dcymcres.

“ i didn’t just lose my friend, i lost an entire chapter of my life. ”

[valentincflores]

starter for: @finneganparker location: the bar at the nye bash

She had just managed to make her way to the very crowded bar when she was suddenly plunged into silence. Val let out a groan, not that she could hear herself with her implant not working. She really needed to get the stupid thing checked out. Now what was she going to do? The bar was still just as crowded, she could communicate what she wanted vocally somewhat, but she couldn't gauge how loud she was speaking without her implant and didn't know if the bartender could hear her. Nor could she catch what the bartender tried to ask her after she attempted to give him her order, there was too much activity going on, and the bartender wasn't in one place long enough for her to be able to read his lips.

They'd been standing there for a few minutes, Val resorting to trying to sign in a way that would be understandable to someone who didn't know ASL and failing miserably when she felt someone come to stand at the bar next to her. She was going to need to give up soon, she was taking up valuable space at the bar and clearly wasn't getting her point across.

[vigilant-cleric]

@loyalborn

____

Once, his monk life was anything but lonely. Surrounded by his many brothers and other novices candidating to become clerics, Ashen did not lack company, and his day to day life was busy with study and prayers. Now that he was a fully accomplished priest, and a high-ranked one at that, his occupation felt desperately dull. Of course, there were the few novices he had to train; but he was mostly solitary, and his new religious life a stark contrast to his soldiering career.

His past came crawling back, though, when he heard of an Avernus devil somehow getting his hands on one of the standards used by the Hellriders, his former unit, in the war on Elturel. It was more than a matter of pride and vengeance; he wanted a taste, again, of the adventure of his younger days, muscles itching to be used to beat devils at their own game.

The tip about the Hellrider standard might have been given by a certain shopkeeper of the Devil's Fee, who hoped to get a customer in doing so. And she did indeed. However, Ashen knew his mission would be no easy task. Not only because he was quite literally getting into a cambion's den, but because, in doing so, he was to get rid of his heavy armour for a better disguise, which he felt quite vulnerable without.

No matter. When the moment was right, he would take up his arms again. But for now, clad in debtor's clothes, he was exploring the house in silence, trying to get himself noticed as little as possible. In his mind, he was mapping it all, every possible exit, every possible entrance, every hiding place, the nooks and crannies he could exploit if he were to confront the owner of the place. That was until he entered a room he definitely did not expect in there - or rather its occupier, really.

[cursesavior]

— @sixlimit / STARTER.

"Itadori, would you stay behind for a moment? Don't worry, I won't take too much of your time." Suguru tries to be as nonthreatening in his request as possible, but of course, the look on Yuuji's face tells him that he's expecting his teacher to nag at him about his latest test scores - which, to be fair, were not nearly as high as Suguru would like them to be, but that's not what he wants to talk to him about today. There's a pause as he listens to the footsteps of the other first year students get quieter and further away, until he's one-hundred percent sure that they're out of earshot, letting out a quiet sigh as his shoulders relax and his friendly smile falls into something slightly more... Serious. Worried, even, as much as he tries to keep his expression as neutral as possible.

"You can relax, this isn't about your grades. I know you've only returned to school recently, so I understand that it may take some time to catch up..." He's still pissed at Gojo for not giving him any proper education alongside his cursed energy training, but that information is of no use to his student. "I... wanted to make sure that you're doing alright. Being a sorcerer is already hard enough as it is, but you've had some... Truly exceptional hurdles in your short time here. I know you kids don't usually like to hear this, but I was in your shoes once - I know how awful it can really be. You can trust me not to judge you."

Part of him wonders why he's reaching out to Yuuji specifically like this - maybe it's because he reminds him so much of himself. A kid from a non-sorcerer family, suddenly thrown into this world, enduring unspeakable traumas and then coming back to school and putting up a strong front for his friends, doing his best to smile despite everything. He knows from experience that no matter how brightly someone shines, how loudly they laugh, they could be hiding a world of hurt inside - and if they keep it all bottled up, like Suguru did nearly a decade ago now, the consequences could be catastrophic. He doesn't want to see another student go through what he did - there's no way to protect him from the traumas of being a sorcerer, but he could, at the very least, let him know that he's not alone. There's a heavy weight in his chest at the thought, at he gives his student a bittersweet smile, a hollow ache in his heart.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I know it's hard. But if you need someone to talk to, just know that I'm here to listen."