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[norvstforthvwickvd]

Starter for @bakersboywiththebread

The air was cold that morning. Small misty puffs jutted out from Astrid's nose as she sat crouched behind the thick trunk of the oak tree. Her knife at the ready as she followed the long strides of a buck. Dark thick locks framed her face, keeping pale skin hidden in the early morning light. She figured she could get at least one hunt in before the Reaping.

Every year, she feared her life. If not her own, her parents. They had already lost her older brother three years ago, and it nearly destroyed them. If her name got pulled, she feared that would be the final straw for them.

She moved slowly and strategically closer, calculating her steps to not draw attention. The buck lowered its head, nibbling on the dew soaked leaves. Astrid took her aim, throwing the knife directly towards its head. The animal fell with a satisfying thud. "Bullseye." She mumbled to herself.

After securing the buck with twine and hauling it up over her shoulders, she headed back to District 12. Surely, this would be enough to get something to feed her family.

It was still quiet when she entered. Everyone dreading the upcoming event that would ultimately decide the fate of two children for the Capitol's entertainment.

The smell of fresh bread hit her nose as she passed the bakery. Her stomach growled, but she kept walking.

[dim20-stims]

pride collection, could i get a polyam kristen stimboard?

"I'm gonna be president, bitch."

x x 🌚 - x x x - 🌝 x x

[alex-a-fans]

McFly July 2024 //🌲//Day 10// Point Of No Return

Here he was. In the Zurich train station.

Mr. Corleone has not seen his family in what seemed ages.

Sure, his mother wrote him as much as his "father" let her.

He still misses home, yet he is not coming back just yet.

There were better stops for this specific plan than Zurich. There stood a man, he does not know. Yet to go to Innsbruck he had no options.

Even when the early evening is cold, Corleone is sweating, pressing on his mustache.

He is going to hell for this.

"Ticket, please"

Well, there is no turning back now.

[idontkillorphans]

Something Wicked This Way Comes III Closed Starter

@wiredcapability

Sleipnir hissed, having finished sewing up his arm, using his teeth to cut through the thick cord he was using to keep himself together with a grunt of frustration when it finally snapped.

"Sasha." Sleipnir called out to his dog, nodding when she approached. "Venez ici." Come here.

He eased to his feet, leaving the small fishing shack, hand loosely holding the collar of the dog as they continued their travel in search for food, shelter or otherwise. Whatever they found first.

Sleip tried to avoid the roads. Tried to avoid people. People were angry and quick to frustration. And he had been mistaken for a walker one too many times for his own liking, avoiding one to many bullets for his own liking.

Sleipnir was lost to his own spiralising thoughts, he missed that they had reached a clearing, eyes peering out from the trees to see a group of people - survivors. And a truck. Scavengers? More then likely. Sleipnir tightened his grip on his machete, loosening his grip of the dogs collar, deciding to press on and ignore them. he hoped they would grant him the same decency.

[misaligncd]

status: closed

based: linked in source

with: @rampxnt

beatriz had no idea why she felt so nervous. it wasn't like she had never filmed a kissing scene before. maybe it was just because it was the first one with him. so far they had gotten along well. she was relieved since if the show was picked up they could be spending a lot of time together. the scene was supposed to be in a crowded nightclub. music was playing and the two of them were dancing. she found herself dancing, twirling around to cup his face only to pull him into a kiss. as always she reminded herself to keep her lips closed. her hands running along his neck as she pressed herself close to him. her heart was pounding as she felt his own against her waist. together they were moving to the beat but the kiss was turning into something else. her tongue ventured out to trace along his lip as they both suddenly heard," cut! cut!" they weren't stopping and she had no idea what had come over her. after all she was in a serious relationship and she knew he was well. so why weren't they able to pull away from each other?

[endlessfebrvary]

@justpretxnd asked: ❛  i knew there was a big softie under all that tough exterior.   ❜ (from Rain)

Zayd's head snaps up as soon as he hears Rain's voice, the joint he was rolling momentarily forgotten. "The fuck did you just say?" It's harsh, yeah, but that's Zayd. "Don't you ever fucking call me a softie again - I have a reputation to uphold, babe. If word gets out that I'm capable of being nice... Nah, I'm not into it. Keep this shit between us - actually, keep it in your head." He shakes his head and refocuses on the joint, his face burning with embarrassment? Shame? God forbid he even attempt to make sense of the stuff he feels, the things that bounce around in his head.

[mycrymes]

❝ i'm a dickhead , babe . i didn't mean to make you cry . wanna go on a walk ? ❞ @coquetties <3

[amyrlinegwene]

Elayne/Avi + Queen consort

“You wish for me to be your roofmistress?” Aviendha blushed as she looked at the rose gold circlet that Elayne had placed in her lap.

“My Queen Consort,” Elayne smiled at her from the floor where she was kneeling in front of Aviendha, “but you may think of yourself as you want if you accept,” she placed a kiss on Aviendha’s hand, “my Queen, my wife, my love.”

Looking into Elayne’s sparkling eyes, Aviendha only knew one way to answer her; she pulled Elayne to her feet and into a searing kiss; minutes later when they parted Elayne placed the circlet on Aviendha’s head with reverence.

[naive-petals]

@museinmultitudes

“How can someone not like hugs from anyone?” Violet couldn’t help but ask, nonetheless respecting the others wish as the young kitsune backed away. She could understand when she barreled into others but hugs seemed so foreign.

[kiillmeromantically]

@intcxications liked for a starter

pairing: alessia & augustine

she had been purposely avoiding her father's work. after all it had been a few weeks since she had managed to get his job back. of course what she had done or rather who she had done, hadn't left her mind. it was insane and alessia knew that it was. she just wanted to forget what she had done. of course that felt impossible but that wasn't the point. plus with what she had decided to do to earn money? she didn't have a ton of free time. of course the one day she had decided to take time for herself? her dad had left his wallet at the apartment he was staying at with her mother. she had only recently moved into a studio because she knew that she needed privacy. she found herself walking inside the restaurant, relieved that it wasn't insanely busy. she hadn't been planning on augustine being on the floor. he looked like he was in the middle of inventory but she didn't see her dad," um, i was just dropping this off." she hated how awkward she felt as she held up the wallet," i don't know if he is on break but can you get this to him?" she wanted to go shopping after having spent the morning getting her hair done, a pedicure, manicure and a facial. she had spent the day pampering and she prayed that he wouldn't comment.

[misaligncdarchive]

@slvtpops liked for a starter from here

"i figured you would take a hint," mumbled silas the moment he felt her eyes on him. his phone had been ringing non stop for the past half hour. that had been what prompted him to just shut the damn thing off. of course she had decided to seek him out and it was clear she knew where he liked to blow off some steam. he merely sighed as he looked from the pool table towards her," pretty sure you said everything that you wanted to say."

[rubctosis]

                             @luposcainus 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗔 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥 !

                         The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the quiet port town in an island he decided to had docked his submarine, the Polar Tang, at an obscure port on the remote island. It was a place where few dared to venture but Law heard rumors of this island being a potential placeholder of a Poneglyph. It could of be just that - a measly rumor made up to attract curious pirates and studious people alike for misfit pirates to gather amongst each other to hijack and rob  those who are defenseless and unable to fight. But the heart pirate captain couldn't've turn a blind eye to this rumor either. He'd rather be the first to confirm than have someone beat him to it. 

              ❝Hey, Cora. I've made up my mind. I want to know the meaning of this checkered fate,❞

He remembers the words he spoke aloud , as he stood  somewhere on onigashima island ; his mind wandering back to Corazon -  talking about what the 'D' stands for in his name and what it means himself as he stands before the engraved tablet. Currently, there is no rhyme or reason to having such a  middle name, but it seems that everyone who has bore the title is certainly dangerous. Law stepped onto the worn wooden planks of the harbor, strolling through the narrow streets, his coat billowing in the evening breeze. The air was tinged with the salty scent of the sea, and the distant murmur of waves splashing against the rocky shores;  the setting sun casting a warm glow upon the cobblestone streets. Shadows danced playfully, as if aware of the possible intrigue that was about to unfold. . As Law turned a corner, he spotted a dimly lit tavern nestled between weathered buildings. The sign above the entrance swung softly in the breeze, creaking with each sway. the tavern bustling with pirates -  causing quite a loud ruckus that seemed to reach the outside of the building. He made a small annoyed 'tch' before continuing on his way, his hand encircled around the black scabbard that sheathed his blade - Kikoku -  over his shoulder, he continued on his way, and towards the outskirts and onto a forested path. 

some distance away, on the far right of the path - he noticed a man standing alone, his eyes fixed on the horizon. was he lost? Trafalgar Law, ever composed, simply held an observing gaze towards the man, it was just an instant before he kept on his way. he didnt stop on this island to play some benevolent hero. he had a mission. 

[fnafkinsafespace]

*COULD YOU DO A SPRINGBONNIE MOODBOARD WITH THEMES OF SUNFLOWERS AND BUNNYS PLEASE?? /nf

I'm sorry it's probably really bad but I tried my hardest

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Seven Sentence Sunday

So I've seen this kind of thing floating around for years and apparently tonight I needed to write my own - in the form of a little FirstPrince smut

Alex slowly slid his way down the bed, leaving kisses everywhere he could reach on Henry's body. He knew Henry was close by the volume of the moans he was unable to silence anymore.

"Please…Alex, I'm…so close," Henry pants from his spot resting against the pillows, his hands tied together above his head strain to reach for Alex's curls.

Alex finally envelops Henry's straining cock with his lips, sliding his hand around the base, while his other is sliding up and down his own. It doesn't take long, before the slow up and down slide of Alex's lips becomes a fast paced race to bring Henry to completion.

The whispered "Baby" from Alex as he bobs up and down Henry is almost indecipherable but the vibrations it sends through his cock are enough to send Henry soaring over the edge. Alex jerks himself with increased speed as he joins Henry, flying apart in a much needed orgasm after all day spent running themselves ragged.

[viihall-archive]

 @luposcainus  ♡ ‘d for a starter!

evenings were vivi's alone time. it was after classes, everyone got to do their thing, ones went quidditch practice, ones studied in the library and others were looking for trouble around the castle. but she was often found wandering the school's greenhouses, attending the plants in need or snatching a leaf or two for her own potionmaking.

“ professor sprout isn't here ” the words spoken were supposed to be a greeting, but vivienne didn't look up. she was sitting on the long wooden table that ran along the center of the greenhouse. she was cleaning the plant's roots before putting it into fresh soil and pot. “ you might want to try checking her office. ”

[drcrushers]