#rcliicta

[hvrls]

HARLEY HAD STOLEN a drink from the waiter's tray and was talking shit with the barman at the local. She hasn't noticed Lucy's present just yet. The jester was slightly tipsy, she could make her way home if she would like, but not crazy enough for people to take advantage of her drunk state. The person she was chatting with, technically was ignoring her. The club was hectic, loud, music… Other groups of people were high.

Upon a voice, she turned to the source, luckily it wasn't her fucked up mind-making tricks to herself. ❛ Really? Thanks! I made it… ❜ Harley never had enough money to do some self-care and the majority of the things she learned were how to do herself. ❛ I like your clothes too… ❜

The softest of gasp left the petite blondes’ lips as dull blue eyes fell upon the other. entranced by the vivid pink and blue dye, a nonexistent breath caught in the vampire’s throat. Lucy had to remind herself – human breathed. Blinked and certainly didn’t stare at someone with a lingering gaze, not unless one wished to be cast in a odd lighting.

With a skip in her step, as if every nerve in the smaller woman’s body was set alive, she made her way over. Crossing the crowded area with little regard for her own wellbeing. So long as her master lived, she would be gifted life eternal.

❛ I simply love your hair … it’s so vibrant. ❜

˚ · . starter. - ┊@evildollface

[vntagetee-a]

☾ requested starter for @rcliicta​​      cassie thomas / dominic knight ☽ 

░  “Look,  I  don’t  know  what  you  think  you  saw,  but  it  wasn’t  me.  I  have  one  of  those  familiar  faces  is  all."  

[inferniangod]

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    “Putting your nose where it shouldn’t doggy~” Ifrit purred as ember eyes found Anubis. He gave a fanged smile and a wink. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure~”

[luncrwolf]

                                       @rcliicta​ ; starter call

                       THERE WERE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE  the feeling that had rushed in her veins the moment blue oceans fell to him. to her death. no words were needed in that moment ---- her happiness, her love, it was all rushing in and she couldn’t help but run to his arms, pressing as close as she could to his body. kissing him with such a fire that it felt like the first time. it was so overwhelming but in such a good way. no room for air, no room needed.

[ncverdie]

random dramatic prompts | accepting

@rcliicta​ said: “ i don’t know how you do this every day… ” - enya to john

‘ AS I HAVE TOLD JACOB ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION, a good work ethic and morning yoga will do wonders.’ It’s hard to tell if the response is a serious one. Tough to decipher behind the perfectly tailored smile and equally constructed tone if the comment was sarcasm or if it held something genuine. As was always the case the Baptist. As it was meant to be. A perfectly constructed mask that John could wear effortlessly….cooing words while the blade slipped in. ‘ A tad more gracious than snuffling around like some truffle pig in the dirt, but equally as profitable.’

Unnervingly blue eyes rise from the plethora of paperwork - courtesy of his elder brother’s request - at his desk. Irritation within the gaze. Fountain pen held STILL in tattooed fingers as if pausing the inking of confession to a sinner’s flesh. Open steel in his expression now, despite the smile that still remained hitched smoothly to his features. Dangerous. Like steadily licking flames ‘ As is working without interruption. I daresay my brother would like these done as quickly as possible. ’

[ofdreaming]

rtiredness/sleep related sentence starters | accepting

@rcliicta said:  “Maybe you should go take a nap?” - death

' MY WORDS ARE VALID. DO NOT MOCK ME, SISTER OF MINE. ' There was petulance in the tone, one that perhaps was more OBVIOUS now, in the presence of their beloved sibling. Dark brows pulling together in a rather severe frown. An invisible jutting POUT to the lips. Body turning away from Death's gaze in a sharp jerk.

Yet Morpheus received the teasing snub like it had been a PHYSICAL BLOW, like a strike of the hand...as was so often the case when it came to the Lord of Dream and any aspects of his family. More specifically his elder siblings. Each and any lash of the tongue scorching and hurtfully felt.

' I expect such lowbrow, petty insults from Desire...but not from you. '

[nctagoodmcn]

send me “Go lay back down.” for my muse to react to yours saying this to them while mine is sick.

@rcliicta said:  “Go lay back down ” - angela

' Quit your damned fussin’, woman...I'm alright. ' A grunt of complaint pushed passed a throat and paired the rough shaking off of hands that sought to push him back down onto the cot. Arthur swinging his feet to the earth before righting himself with a motion not quite as steady as he'd hoped, but one that he remained upright upon REGARDLESS. Sweat cloying on a brow wiped with a brisk sleeve of a shirt. He didn’t have patience for this...certainly not over a damned scratch and the kindling of a fever. Arthur had no doubts that the doctor meant well to be sure.....but bed rest was a luxury he had yet to find himself in the way of affording. Though it was doubtful even to him  that even if he was such a fella with the riches to allow it, his bed would remain warmed by his person for long.

‘ I assure you, I have survived far worse. ’ Belted holster gathered up, calloused finger fastened it in place around hips with a rough tug. Morgan’s teeth gritting as the action relayed a fresh agitation to the newly sewn gash at his right side. ‘ Now, it ain’t that I don’t appreciate your concern and I sincerely thank you for stitchin’ me back together, doc....but I ain’t got time an infection. ’

[thelittlesovietpuppet]

@rcliicta​ liked for a starter  (clint)

‘ IF YOU EAT NATASHA’S YOGURT SHE’S GONNA KILL YOU. ’ Grey eyes don’t look up from the small mound of manila folders on the table as he spoke. How Clint always ended up with his face in his fridge was a MYSTERY to Barnes. At this point he was almost c o n v i n c e d the archer simply didn’t bother to buy food of his own and just came the assassin’s apartment to eat instead. Not that the soldier didn’t have enough to spare of course - his appetite wasn’t exactly what it should be for a fully grown man...let alone a full grown man with a super soldier metabolism. 

    ‘ Trust me. I’ve seen her gut a man for perceived lesser insults. ’

Attention was finally pulled away from files, even as MISTMATCHED fingers continued to sharpen the blade in one hand against the wet stone in the other. A brow arching. One that was more exasperated than anything actively curious. Chair creaking as Barnes leaned back into it. Alpine weaving herself around the Soldier’s leg in the felines own bid for attention.

     ‘ Why are you even here? Did Waffle House cut off your tab finally? ’

[biigbcssa2]

@rcliicta​

’…by that logic that means if someone where to insult them … they would be insulting you and everything you stand for. interesting.‘

"Darling, I'm the creator. Don't you think I'm used to insults and names calling by now?"

[chrmtica]

@rcliicta​

                  “We’re not open!” her voice is low, UNWELCOMING, damn near comes out in an INAUDIBLE grumble.

in her defense, customer service was NEVER her strong point. being relegated to the bar meant HUMAN contact but maze could EASILY turn on whatever semblance of DECENT personality that does exist within her during BUSINESS hours.

now? 

             now wasn’t the time.

then again, is NEVER a good time. light hues lift, a mix of BOREDOM and IRRITATION coming across her face. her gaze then flickers to the staircase, reminded of the ONLY person capable of reigning her and she lets out a defeated S I G H.

                  “Can I help you with something?”

[tiberiusmadhouse]

@rcliicta​ said: “I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you.” -death

     She sounded kind of irritated by that, and Steve just barely managed to hide his smile. Coughing, to stall for time, he forced his expression to not betray his amusement. But there was nothing he could do about the gleam in his eyes as turned his head to look at her. 

“Well there is a remedy for that you know.’ He shrugged, keeping his tone as neutral as he could even though he wanted to laugh at her “predicament”. “You could just kiss me.’

[rcliicta]

okay so tentative starter call, muses are listed on the respective rosters, no bios yet, still working on that. but I wanna try to write so … yeah

[demonslayvr]

@rcliicta​  --   “I shouldn’t have let you talk me into this.” -also lady bc reasons

              DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS

                 >> 🔥 <<             ❝           BUT Y’DID ‘N NOW     yer stuck with it   ----------   an’  me.  ain’t so bad though,  y’get free food outta me by comin’ along.    WE DON’T   stick t’gether much outside’ve   WORK.   this ain’t so bad yeah   ??        ❞             he pouts,  giving lady a   puppy pout   and a teasing   GLANCE   that showed his   hurt. 

[inferniangod]

rcliicta liked your post :may I touch ur butt

“Have a death wish, love~”

[enduringlystoic]

      Arching a brow, Elijah leans back in his seat as she approaches, bringing his glass to his lips. From the moment she’d walked in, she’d been entirely focused on him. Very evidently here on his behalf. 

     “Good evening. Bourbon?” 

@rcliicta​  ♥’d for a thing

[ncverdie]

random dramatic prompts | accepting 

@rcliicta​ said: “ you lied to me! ” - mcree from angela 

  A HAT IS FUMBLED WITH. Adjusted then quickly readjusted a second time on a scruffy head of hair by synthetic fingers. A  n e r v o u s  gesture as the famous cocksure attitude failed him. McCree tucking the cigar back between his lips for a moment and drawing on it harder than was most definitely STRICTLY necessary.  Smoke released in a rushed swirl. Cigar pulled away and balanced between two fingers of a placating hand. ‘ Hey now, hold on there, pumpkin...it ain't like all that. '

There was always something distinctly alarming....in fact, some might say even downright TERRIFYING about facing the good doctors wrath. McCree was not a man easily shaken, he’d faced many an enemy and the occasional scorned lover with fearlessness that bordered a RECKLESS self neglect. Yet, the glint in the petite medic’s eye could put the sort of fear in a man usually reserved for pack of wild wolves scenting blood. ‘ I’da told you if I could. But you know what Reyes’ is like.....and everyone came back with all limbs intact. Well, those of us not already missing ones o’course. ’