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f3nrlr · 1 year
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“The best part about being Bisexual is that all genders are attractive.”
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empathyxsunset · 2 years
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“What you want me to do?”
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cursedfortune · 2 months
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Her obsidian gaze squinted, enjoying the liveliness of the people as the yearly festival settled in for the week. As per tradition the witch had brought out her stand on wheels, one used solely for six days of fortune telling only to be converted on the last day into a lucky stand. A kissing booth, as it were. The final days of a festival were always the most potent with potential, ripe for her to bless mortals with her favor or curse them for the year. Though the tales of the morbid witch have gone quiet as the eras passed, Mortem still found herself amused by the mortals that dared approach the colorful and yet ominous booth. Fortunes? It said and beneath it sat the witch, an easy going smile as her fingers traced the wood. Try your luck! The sign below her encouraged. Luck? At what? Mortals come and go. Some receive good fortune, a blessing in some manner. Others are politely rejected, disappointed by their potential - a curse in hopes they'd be better next year. The rare few she stares at with a sharpened gaze that almost is something akin to disgust. They flee her when her hand twitches, as if to grab for something that isn’t there. How does one win a game of fortune when it has no rules? Mortem’s attention shifted then, settling upon them. A look of knowing that comes and goes as her gaze is dragged elsewhere - scouting for potentials to beckon with a single glance. A vague but knowing smile curved its way upon her ashen lips, as if the outcome was one she has seen already.
Information to take part is below the cut.
I haven't done this in a while but here we are. If any of this isn't clear to you, just inquire. This is set up so that if you have any muse(s) interested in having their fortune read, they need only approach her stand. Consider it an open starter. To take part you can either: Send an ask with your muse approaching and stating the kind of fortune they wish to have read or if you'd prefer it in the style of a thread, tag me in a separate post. And people who prefer to do it on Discord can just shoot me a DM or tag me in our server. :)
Mortem will give a reading based on what you're inquiring about (subject-wise). The past, present, future. Something specific, something generalized? You can ask for a tarot, palm or crystal ball reading. If you want to provide your own cards for the tarot reading, you can. I'll have Mortem pull by default.
So be sure to arrived with a question! And if you want something more specific, just ask me. ^^
A heads up: There is a chance for Mortem to physically touch your muse(s), lightly kiss their face or hand depending if she believes they deserve a strong blessing of good fortune. There is also the high chance she'll bless or curse someone once it is over. Obviously you don't have to do anything with it, but this is her area of expertise so if you come for a fortune reading please note it will happen and there's no slipping out of it/dodging her blessings or curses. To receive absolutely nothing means she might show up later with a knife. :)
Good luck!
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ash-newman · 4 months
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who? open starter (3/3) where? universal rocks
Ash would have killed for a metaphysical shop when she was growing up in Merrock. Back then, she had a worn out copy of Buckland's Complete Book of Witchcraft, and the couple of astrology books the local library carried. There was a lot of substituting ingredients with whatever she could find on the farm. Color magic using flowers she found on the property, spices that were snuck from the kitchen while nobody was looking, smooth sea glass instead of quartz, and homemade tarot cards with stick figure drawings. Ash's ten year old brain would have exploded at the idea of Merrock having a place to buy many of those things, and that she got paid to hang out here now.
She was behind the counter, organizing some of the rocks that were on display near the register, when she heard the bell above the door ring. "Hi, welcome in! Can I help you find anything today?" She asked with a smile.
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fallensxvior · 2 months
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"Say what you want about Hell, but there's no shortage of things to do. Always some new shop opening, some new entertainment cropping up. If there's one thing they know how to do well, it's party."
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bastardfae · 2 years
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news had spread and it had spread fast. never usually finding himself particularly invested in gossip pertaining to occurrences within the castle, arnon felt his interest sharply pique as the radio beside the register broadcasted the news of the death of the councilman of portugal. straightening in his seat behind the counter as his initial surprise subsided in its intensity, arnon’s gaze quickly flickered toward the other lingering in the doorway of the store. “shit,” he laughs, his tone composed of both shock and amusement simultaneously, all professionalism entirely abandoned as the broadcast continued. “you’ve heard the news, right? that’s got to be a pretty humiliating way to bite the dust.”
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@krovscastlestarters
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angelsdvsts · 7 months
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i'm going to bed, but give this a ♡ for a starter or two from me ! my brain cannot write open starters rn & i desperately want new things !
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justsurv1vor · 2 months
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OPEN TO: any MUSE: calliope velralis, heterosexual, 25, lady and dragon rider PLOT: the realm is at war and as the betrothed of the crown prince, calliope has been instructed to remain far from the fighting that recently began. she snuck from the castle and went on patrol on dragon back, only to return to your muse waiting for her.
the moment she lands, she can spot the figure waiting for her and dissatisfaction evident on their face. dismounting from ravar, the woman gives the dragons side a gentle pat before ordering the beast back to the skies above. "all my life, i've endeavored to serve both my house and the realm." calliope notes as she approaches the other, tugging riding gloves from her fingers. "if i am one day to sit as queen, i refuse to sit ideally by while others fight for my throne."
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satrnz · 5 months
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* 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ,
𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 . ♡
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“ you’d rather somethin’ toxic , so i poison myself again . . . again . ”
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blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn · 24 days
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Don't bother him. Vessel's in need of rest.
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But! If you do need him, leave something.
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f3nrlr · 2 years
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“.....Tired...”
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mcelebrper · 10 months
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Open to tops: Can be other members of the Avengers or a friend/roommate. Size kink, and open to anything else as well.
Scenario: A groggy and tired Peter wasn’t paying any attention as he walked into the shared bathroom. He let himself in right as your character was getting out of the shower, and froze at the sight of the other man naked. He wasn’t exactly subtle with his staring, especially when his eyes dropped to the impressive length between the other’s legs.
Message me to continue over private message or discord only.
“Oh. I… didn’t hear you in here. Morning.” Peter blurted out as he forced his eyes to the ground like he hadn’t noticed anything. He had no idea that the bathroom was already occupied, let alone prepared himself for what he walked in on.
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diveyne · 8 months
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also like this for a band verse starter.
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illctaffairs · 8 months
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sure it’s 8pm my time but consider this: reverse starter call ! drop a lil like & i’ll mosey on over to your opens & reply to one (or two, or a few) of them ! <3
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huntrcsss · 1 year
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She's curled up in the corner of the abandoned shed, heavy breaths escaping her chest as she tenses at the new scent approaching.everything feels so overwhelming to her, an ache from her first change still riddled in her bones. Crimson stains her skin where it had been fur before, gaze still the same golden hue it had been when she had morphed into. . .
christ, she was a werewolf now - how did - when -
steps approaching closer bring her to tense, seeming to shrink further into the corner, only partially shrouded by the shadows.
" - fuck off, leave!"
open!
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mysteriousmissweems · 1 month
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Open Starter
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“Happy Black Cat Appreciation Day to everyone but especially Agatha and Binx.”
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