#( CLOSED STARTER. )

[lichtgrau]

─────────── ⬡ ⬢ @unfinishedjulyrain ft. another Ta.

Some time was spent planning this date; everything needed to be perfect or at least enough to ensure they would have fun tonight. Arata didn't take out his motorcycle as often as he should. Ever since moving to the big city, it had simply been more convenient to take the train or the bus than having to worry about parking or the horrendous prices. It was mostly used during the summer, when he made the trip back home to his parents and the weather was nice enough to embrace him. Tonight it was intended to impress a little, hence why he dressed up the way he did. While one helmet rested on the handlebar, he played with the other until Gin's scent was noticeable long before he saw his boyfriend. The smile immediately showed: "There you are, wondering where you were, handsome." He leaned in to kiss him.

[reggiellewellyn]

reggie 📱 peter.

Reggie: You know, you could make a real killing if you were spinning those decks in Ibiza Reggie: Have you ever considered 👀 @peterbasara

[keolalagaaia]

keo 📲 mavs.

Keo: If I ask you did you manage to get VIP tickets for chella again this year are you going to ruin my day by saying yes? 🥲 @maverick-liu

[gracland]

closed starter for @svftlove / plot linked in source muse: esmerelda cruz ( camila morrone. twenty seven. singer. )

esmerelda narrowed her eyes at them on the dance floor, swaying with someone else directly in her line of vision without a single care in the world or so it appeared. she hadn't even planned on seeing them tonight, but of course, they were at the same club. the universe loved playing tricks on her and bringing them together at the most inopportune moments. taking a shot of tequila, she did a hair toss of her long raven waves before spotting some random eligible-looking bachelor type - tall, dark and handsome, and just what she needed to get the other out of her mind. after all, it's not like they were together. far be it for them to do anything but hook up and call each other 'friends'. what a joke. taking the stranger's hand, she led him to the dance floor, intentionally brushing elbows with her casual hookup and letting their eyes meet so they knew she was there, too.

[heartwars]

karina makes her way into the lounge , glancing at the other before she settles herself on the sofa . she clears her throat , eyebrow raising as she adjusts the hem of her shorts . " why are you looking at me like that ? " she shifts a little bit , pressing her thighs together as she flicks the tv on .

⌗ closed starter.   ﹙ random starter from karina !﹚

[borawinters]

bo 📲 selin.

Bo: I need you out of the house and out of the way on Thursday afternoon. @selindogn

[buddywellls]

buddy 📲 lorna.

Buddy: You're a difficult woman to get a hold of, you know that? @dilcne

[mackmontgomery]

mack 📲 harris.

Mack: Wassup brotha Macks: Hows things? @callme-harris

[btterscotch]

closed  for  @emotionlcss  (  sabine  x  enzo  )  .

      it  was  normal  for  her  to  be  here.  this  was  her  fathers  best  friend,  after  all  –  sabine  knows  him  now  more  intimately  than  before.  beyond  any  spared  glances  into  the  kitchen,  they  were  alone.  and  just  like  last  time,  the  blonde  knew  what  she  wanted.  he's  standing  right  next  to  her.  as  promised,  more  photos  and  videos  were  sent  his  way.  she's  begun  to  enjoy  the  back  and  forth  of  it  all.  “you  enjoyed  those,  didn't  you?”  the  videos  of  her  touching  herself,  crying  out  for  him  in  her  bedroom,  deepthroating  toys  she's  sure  wouldn't  compare  to  him.  “bet  you  saved  them,  jerked  off  to  them  when  you're  alone.”  she  speaks  like  she's  describing  the  weather,  mundane  and  normal.  “did  they  disappoint?  i  bought  the  toys  for  you,  specifically.”  only  some  of  them. 

[ofdevilishxdesires]

@multiversalentities

The team return from a tough call. Everyone returned right away except for Severide. He was super quiet and not saying much but he took thing harder than the rest. He'd always had a soft spot for kids, but this particular case nearly broke him. He rescued a little boy who'd been crushed under a call. He'd gotten hit by someone who had been on their phone. The little boy unfortunately didn't survive his injuries despite all the efforts.

Everyone was quiet in the common room. Severide stayed near the squad truck. He was shattered when he heard that the boy didn't survive. Internally he was beating himself and wondering if he could have done something different to give him more time. He couldn't think straight. He sat on the side of the squad truck trying not to cry. But the red rimmed eyes were a dead give away. He was struggling to keep it together.

"Hey anyone seen Severide?" Capp asks.

[starcunin]

closed starter | @accultant

The vampire lounges by the fire, vermillion eyes flickering with the reflection of the dancing flames as they flit across the camp, yet his gaze is fixed on something far more enticing. Puck. Or rather, the hot, rich blood he can almost taste beneath the surface of that skin. He’s watched the others from a distance, keeping his secrets hidden behind a mask of charm and wit, but Puck… Puck is different. There’s a vulnerability there that Astarion recognizes all too well. It’s the kind of vulnerability that could be easily exploited, if only the right strings were pulled.

For over a fortnight, they’ve traveled together, the mind flayer tadpoles wriggling away in their skulls, tying their fates together in the most grotesque of ways. It’s an uneasy alliance, and Astarion knows better than to fully trust any of them—but he’s learned how to use people, to bend them to his will. Puck, with that vacant look of someone who has lost all memory, is the perfect candidate for a bit of careful manipulation. He could become a reliable source of protection, even a steady meal, if played correctly. But there’s a complication—a thorn in Astarion’s side that he hadn’t anticipated.

Iago. The “friend” who seems to hover a bit too closely to Puck, whose eyes are always watching, always calculating. Astarion knows there’s more to that story—he can practically smell the lies on Iago’s breath whenever they speak. And while he hasn’t quite figured out the full extent of the deception, he can feel it in his bones that Iago is hiding something.

He can’t afford to make any mistakes. Not with the others blissfully unaware of his true nature, not with this bloody parasite scrambling his brains. But the hunger… it’s growing stronger by the day. He hasn’t fed properly since this whole nightmare began, and the temptation that Puck presents is becoming harder and harder to ignore. Astarion’s crimson eyes trace the line of Puck’s throat, imagining the warmth of blood spilling over his tongue, the sharp pain of his fangs sinking into flesh… It takes every ounce of self-control not to act on it, not to give in right there and then.

But then he feels it—a pair of eyes on him. He tears his gaze away from Puck and meets Iago’s stare across the fire. They’ve caught him. For a split second, there’s a flash of something in Astarion’s expression—annoyance, perhaps, at being interrupted—but it’s gone as quickly as it came, replaced by a cool, practiced smile. He arches an eyebrow, ❛ Oh, don’t mind me, ❜ he says, his voice smooth and just a touch too casual. ❛ I was simply… admiring the fire. Nothing more. ❜ The lie slips easily from his lips, but there’s a tension in the air now, a thread pulled taut between them, and Astarion wonders just how much longer he can keep up this delicate dance.

[lichtgrau]

[ "Shishido-san's assistant just called to cancel the meeting. They won't make it but they wish to reschedule for dinner next Friday, same time. Would you like me to confirm it and cancel the reservation for the climbing gym?" ] Fume was still sitting in his car while he listened to Minori. He was watching a young man who seemed to have a discussion with the manager of the climbing gym which had been closed to the public due to Fume's resveration. While most favored boring dinners, he always preferred something more active or going to a good bar when doing business for his Sake. Sadly, most was done in the buzzing cities, so the options for a man who preferred to be outdoors were quite limited. "I am already at the location, there's no reason to cancel, we paid in full. I leave the rest to you."

Fume agreed that those with money had no need to dress in a way that told everyone about it. He wore a shirt, jeans, and dress shoes together with a leather jacket, both made in Europe but the name wouldn't be known to the everyday person, a sports bag clinging to his back. The usual pair of dark sunglasses hid part of his face. Yeah, he did not necessarily look like the head of an expensive Sake brand.

For a moment, he considered it, a smile playing at the edge of his lips as he stepped at the stranger's side, focusing on the manager. "My apologies. I was held back. I didn't intend to make everyone wait for me." There was a sign of embarrassment on the manager's face when he looked from Fume to Kazuhiko and back again, assuming the younger had been waiting for him. "Ah, Wakasa-san, I'm very sorry... Please come in. We ordered the food to arrive in forty-five minutes, as planned," Fume gave him a casual nod and watched as the manager got inside before looking at @temporalobjects. "I'm afraid, my appointment ditched me last minute. If you ever wanted the entire hall to yourself and a meal made by a locally famous restaurant, be my guest. Not that anyone here needs to know that," he pointed his index finger against his lips before walking inside.

[atlasnolan]

closed for: @prupipers

where: out by the bleachers, night of the prom

"What'cha doing all the way out here, Flower Thief?" Atlas asks as he descends up the bleachers so he could sit on one that was in closer proximity than he would have been if he tried speaking to her from down near the field when he had first spotted her.

"Party's in there and it's lively."

[keolalagaaia]

keo 📲 lori.

Keo: Hey. Keo: It's Keo in case you don't have this number saved. Keo: Are you busy? @lorelailewis

[gracland]

closed starter for @brklynbxby / prompt linked in source muse: gemma tremaine ( sabrina carpenter. twenty five. event planner. )

"you never learned how to stay away, did you?" two years have passed since they officially broke up, but here her ex was again at her doorstep. gemma could no longer make sense of what they were to each other, the lines too blurred to define the true status of their relationship. "what do you want from me?"

[heartwars]

lara sips her drink , just waiting for it to go quiet by the bar before she makes her way over . she sets down the empty glass before sitting down on one of the stools . she's aware of everyone currently in here , hence why she'd noticed immediately when her bracelet was gone . she clears her throat , eyebrow raising as she looks at the man behind the bar .

⌗ closed starter.  ﹙ from lara !﹚