#/let me know if you'd like a different starter

[acourtcfmuses]

While I work on Drafts and Asks this week after work, consider this a general STARTER CALL!

Please, please, please specify which of MY muses you would like if you have a preference. I don't mind choosing your muse if you don't want to specify your muse (if a mumu also) but I don't want you writing with a muse of mine that you don't want too.

So the most specific you are, the better - Muse Page / Muse List

[togabcy]

@hopeled liked for a starter.

Disoriented , Octavius steels himself , trying to find something easy enough to climb to find a higher vantage point. There's only so much he can see from the ground and he doesn't exactly feel like being trampled by any of the passersby. He decides to scale a bench a good whiles away from a majority of the foot traffic - but he misjudged just how much effort climbing it would be. When he finally reaches reaches it's surface , he has to steady himself with his sword as he catches his breath.

The other thing he forgot to take into account is that benches were meant for sitting. As she sits down on the opposite side of the bench , the whole thing shakes beneath him. Which distracts him from the whole "looking around" thing. ❛ Excuse me. ❜ He calls up to her , waving a hand. ❛ If you could keep the moving to a minimum , I am trying to focus , over here. Thank you ! ❜

[compellingthought]

💐 [ EMMA ] liked for a starter

"A wooden stake?" Lillian asked, incredulous, "Well, I won't say it's new but it's a throwback. I like it, it's retro." she mused, "I haven't had someone try and kill me with a wooden stake to the heart since 1969." it had been an odd encounter. It was one that had taken place over a decade before Lillian turning over a new leaf.

The attacker had wound up dead, of course, but Lillian was smart enough to sense that this was not something that was likely to help if she brought it up. Instead she decided to ask the obvious question, "So... why...? Did you want to kill me again?"

@amazoniis

[scareqrowbranwen]

@thorngrown liked for a Qrow starter!

Qrow was hallucinating from lack of sleep. He had to be, because Ruby Rose was standing right in front of him, and she was de-no, no, she was missing. Just missing.

He reached out a shaking hand for her, afraid if he touched her she might disappear.

"R-Ruby?"

[rennisaturate]

" i compare anyone i ever date to you... is-is that weird?? " || @queenxfthedxmned

[dialsdrnk]

@clearwinged liked for a starter from scotty !

" hey. " there's something about an empty parking lot to really make your voice boom, huh? it makes a man like scotty — who has a softer, edgeless cadence unless he puts that edge in there with intention— flinch when his voice bounces back to him, even if just for a second. there's a quick recovery as far as his expression goes, the shock so momentary that his facial features return to what they'd been previously: resting easy on the fence between pensive and concerned. one might call him anxious, even — a little riled up. his fingers twitch at his sides and he looks around the endless lot like he's worried someone's coming after him, but he's actually the one scanning. "... uh — you seen a kitty cat? 'bout... this big." cue scotty making a vague estimate with his hands in front of his chest; nevermind the blood on his hand, either; or the wobble to his step, for that matter. scotty asks his company this, half-expecting the other man to walk away and starting to peer under what few cars are in the lot for said cat. "'s cold, man. i don't wanna leave 'er out 'ere..."

... it's not his cat. he's pretty sure he followed it from the junkyard, actually.

[omnipotenceisoverrated]

🌙 [ FREYA ] liked for a starter

"Right? It's like some people think magic is easy or something." Ledan exclaimed, he picked up the vial of crushed herbs he was adding to a mixture as he spoke, "No one I know has ever done that before but sure, give me 10 minutes to think of that and it'll be right with you." he imitated, "Or maybe those people just come to me...".

@viikingwitch

[someotherdog]

@waywordhearts / vikram & your choice of muse! (f/nb, 28+) / based off of this post, bullet point three, but vikram was just a patron instead of an employee / made in beta.

okay, so maybe he kept up with her more than he'd like to admit. vikram may have periodically looked up her up on instagram or facebook, scrolled through her feed with a joint in the other hand, and frequently thought her fiancé looked like a tool. maybe, sometimes, vikram would ask old college friends what his ex was up to, if maybe she asked around about him. it could've been possible. maybe, if he was at a bar at around midnight on a random thursday, he would've recognized his ex's current partner with their hand on someone else's ass.

it had been an innocent thing to start out with. in no way did vikram intend on spying, or even running into the fiancé in question, at that bar on a random thursday night. once he did see them, however... at first it was a questioning look, all 'hey, isn't that...?' and 'shit, i think that's...', but it quickly devolved into creepy staring. the way the affair partners were rubbing against each other and kissing as if there was buried treasure in their throats, his friends began to give vikram weird looks when they noticed that his attention had been stolen from them.

'you really that hard up, man?' gideon asked. vikram rolled his eyes, then explained what exactly he was looking at. his friend just laughed. 'maybe you should take a pic and send it to her. maybe you'll have a shot at getting her back.'

vikram had grimaced, as if that thought hadn't already occurred to him. he knew, even if her fiancé was betraying her, she'd never want to hear from him again. not after he had betrayed her, all those years ago. he wanted to be able to blame on it being young and stupid, but the truth was that he was old and stupid now, too. he had cheated on her because he was easily distracted. because he was high at a party. because he had been horny. because, ultimately, vikram wasn't a good person. and that he was stupid.

old and stupid.

he had enough of the show. excusing himself from his friends, he slipped outside and dug his phone out of his pocket. bringing up his phone contacts, he scrolled until he found her name. vikram had hoped she didn't still have his number blocked, then pressed the call button:

"uhhh. oh. hi. maybe you don't remember me? it's me, vikram, from college. anyway, i was at mcswishey's on center street and i'm pretty sure i saw your fiancé making out with someone who was obviously not you. um, i took a photo. i could send it to you, if you wanted. so, i mean i don't know. i guess i just wanted you to know? so... i'm sorry."

[babyitsmagic]

@circumstanceworn​ liked for a starter and is getting Ciel! 

“I wasn’t injured. I was lightly stabbed.”

[crowdedmidnight]

Closed Starter for @bewitchingbaker​

Muse: Bethany Evans [Sofia Carson, 22–29 yrs old || Witch}

Plot:  Bethany is on the run from her Witch Hunter Boyfriend, and seeks solace in Chris. She asked him to do a spell on her to forget the witch hunter.

“Chrrrrrissssss!” Beth whines loudly, pouting as she moves from the dinner table to his lap on the couch. Her arms snake around his neck, as she readjusts herself in his lap. “I think the spell is working too good.” Beth knew it was risky asking him to do the spell, but she couldn’t sleep with her mind always coming back to him. It made her start to see things that weren’t there and cause her spells to go wacky when she’d try and cast. She buries her face in his neck. “Hmmm... you actually smell really good. What are you wearing? Calvin Cline?”

[perditus]

|| starter for @healingwords -- Amane ||

" Look what I found~"

A hint of smugness with a faint trace of audacity coats his words as he leans against the windowsill, arm outstretched in front of him. Held precariously in the air by his hands was a small paper brown bag, a fast food logo clearly printed across the front. After a second or two he suddenly flings it forward, a single red feather darting from his back to help guide it to the nearest table.

" I just found it floatin' around while I was flyin' around and y'know you look like you need some food so you should take it-"

[zorkaya-moved]

@liecoris

"I'm an arms dealer mostly, Miss Ito," Zarina smiles charmingly at the other, lighting up her cigarette as she would breathe in familiar mint smoke. Inside this bar, this room was a VIP lounge paid just for their small meeting. It didn't matter how much money had to be put down to secure privacy in this district. When it came to the silver-haired woman, the knowledge of her luxurious expenses must've gone far and wide. Unpredictable and spoiled, rambunctious and dangerous. Then again, she did everything she could to meet with the infamous info broker like Mukuro Ito herself. Who wouldn't wish to join a company of a woman just as beautiful and just as powerful? After all, knowledge was power, especially for women like them working in the underworld. "That's why I wanted to meet you. My connections are indeed strong in Europe and America, but Japan? I would say that it's your territory. Thank you for accepting my invitation. That bar and the food are on my bill today. Do you prefer whiskey, wine, or something different?"

[aestheticdriven]

@necrcmance​ replied to this post for a starter and asked for option D

“Mr. Fade!” Matthew smiled widely when he spotted the building owner amongst the crowd and walked up to greet him. “I just wanted to thank you and Ms. Hypatia Vex once more for so generously allowing me to participate in the fun of the Ruelle through all these years, it really means a lot.” He said genuinely. He really did feel more at home and freer in the club than among his own people, sometimes even among his own friends.

He shook his head lightly to disperse the forming gloomy thoughts and glanced accusingly at the drink in his hand. He was trying a new cocktail that night and it seemed to be making him sentimental, so he let it go and smiled again at Malcolm. “It is not every night we have the pleasure of your illustrious presence, though. What brings you here tonight? If there’s anything I can do to help make this a glorious night for you, just let me know.”

[compellingthought]

💐 [ GABRIELLA ] liked for a starter

"You're going to look beautiful at prom, Gabby." Lillian assured, "I know this because I'm going to help you get ready, and because you always look beautiful." if she did say so herself, she didn't ask. The meaning was still there despite how similar the two of them looked.

It occurred to Lillian that she would probably have to attend too. Lillian had never been fond of redoing these high school traditions over and over again but for her little sister she could stomach it. "Now what colour were you thinking. Dibs on purple, by the way, as always." she teased.

@rosefromdeath

[sanguinesophistication]

🦇 [ CAMILLE ] liked for a starter 

"My brother's actions toward you have been..." Elijah tried to select a word that fit, but it was hard to find one, "...enough to make anyone wary of this family. I assure you, however, I have no intention to repeat it."

@taintedbloodlines

[rennisaturate]

" 's not safe here, " john gestured sternly for them to follow. " come on, we gotta get you outta here, " || @snburns