#reblog for a starter :)

[groveraven]

so... does anyone want a starter from Lenore (Shanna) or Lorna? I'm thinking about this sweet girl and the horrible demon woman inside of her! If you're a multi lmk who for!

[mithra-del-nord]

Do you want to be my prey?

[moreinterestingtimes]

How about a uhhh starter call? Like/reblog and also make sure to specify

[athena-greek-goddess]

{open Starter} she's done

*Athena was just done with some of the gods making her feel like crap and her not being "important enough" even though she was the only reason Olympus was still standing with how often the gods fought, so she just left and went to the mortal world she changed her appearance a lot so it wasn't recognizable.*

*you saw this kid (yes it's Athena) about five looking for somewhere to stay for the night*

What do you do?

[helluvaslut]

"Anyone want to keep us company?"

[kellykadesperate]

a selection of funny/angst/fluffy prompts :)

“You could have married me if you wanted to.”

“Do you really hate me that much?”

“I’ll never leave you, not really.” 

“Yes there's one bed. No I won't be sleeping on the floor.”

“Please don't say you love me.”

“Were you not even going to say goodbye?”

“I’ll love you enough for the both of us.”

“Why didn't you come back?”

“Oi. You better not close your eyes.”

“Will you always hate me?”

“It’s too hard to stay away from you.”

“I told you I love you. What's the big deal?”

“You look better than I remembered.” 

“Where do you keep your eggs?”

“You can't tell me you love me.”

“So you’re a spy or something?”

“For a teacher you're really stupid.”

“Can I kiss you now?”

“Life’s just better with you. It’s that simple.”

“I needed you and you weren't here.”

“Is this where you tell me it’s not me it’s you?”

“At least tell me your name.”

“Has anyone ever told you you're an absolute fool?”

“Let's just leave. Just me and you.”

“Is there something wrong with me?”

“I said you're an idiot because you are.”

“Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”

“You're in my spot.”

“Why can't you just tell me how you really feel?”

“I can't handle you being nice to me.”

“Why don’t you just leave? You’re good at that.”

“If they find out, we’re dead.”

“Please don't leave me.”

“Tell me who did this so I can kill them.”

“Maybe I like that about you.”

“Are you happier without me?”

“Yes you're easy on the eye. No I'm not giving you my number.”

“Please don't get married.”

“Is there any point in asking you to stay?”

“I missed you. There. I said it.”

“It was never the right time for us.”

“How can I stop loving you?”

“I take it you don’t remember me then.”

“I had no choice. I had to go.”

“Your kid seems to think you like me.”

“They’ll take you from me.”

“Why can't you just tell me how you really feel?”

“No one can fix me so stop trying.”

“How long do we have before you go again?”

“I’m not meant to be on your side.”

“Why did you have to fall in love with me?”

“Nobody needs me.”

“You should know I love you.”

“Why are you still staring at me?”

“I would have caught you.”

“Do you even know my middle name?”

“What I felt for you ... it was scary. It still is.”

“I just saved your life you know.”

“Who are you and why are you in my bed?”

“I just want to make you so happy.”

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t the police right now.”

“How many times has that chat up line actually worked?”

“So we’re just stuck in here then?”

“How long did it take to forget me?”

“You shouldn’t look at me like that.”

“I’d go anywhere with you.”

“Are you allowed to tell me that?”

“I can’t take this much longer.”

“Do you ever stop lying?”

“You never said it back.”

“Just hold me then.”

“It’s too late for us.”

“Is that my face on your fridge?”

“No. I just need you actually.”

“I wish I never met you.”

“I can’t give you what you want.”

“You look better in pictures.”

“Wait. You know my name?”

“I shouldn’t have listened to you.”

“You don’t even know me anymore.”

“Maybe you’re the problem.”

“You remembered my birthday?”

“You don’t get to decide that.”

“Do you really think I hate you that much?”

“If you loved me you’d do the dishes.”

“You’ve been lying to me this whole time.”

“I’ve never felt like this before.”

“It’s your turn. We tossed a coin remember?”

“You can’t wear that shirt of mine.”

“I’ll be your alibi.”

“Now’s your chance to run.”

“Are you calling my kid a liar?”

“I pay you to work.”

“Tell me I’m wrong and I’ll go.”

“You’re not meant to be nice to me.”

“Do I mean that little to you?”

“I don’t dance so don’t ask me to.”

“Can I just stay here forever?”

“You should try and forget all about me.”

“Look my car hit you, not me.”

[notaeoluschild]

{Open Starter}

[Missing]

*It’s nearly lunchtime and Wysper has yet to appear. He often got to camp very early and would greet his friends and acquaintances, help out with any chores, or help set up the archery practice. No signs of him being sick either, considering his siblings would have said so on the way there. It seems more quiet with Wysper gone. Too quiet.

Then you hear a sharp and distressed neigh from above. You see Porsche, Wysper’s pegasus, arrive. She looked panicked, and the fact Wysper wasn’t even with her was worrying. Where could he have gone?*

Taglist: @pain-is-forever @onlymythologypersonincamp @greekjesus @fay-and-janet @reyno-solis-real @reluctant-son-of-time @iris-kids-fuckery @bigsistercoded @apollododgeballtarget @unlicensed-field-medic @the-great-emperor-commodus

[goodmeeting]

PERMANENT INTERACTION && STARTER CALL. what does this mean? i can send you unprompted asks and write you starters when i have ideas for our muses. i can continue memes into threads, and we run multiple threads / verses / plots together. i will reach out to you more often to plot via DMs (here or discord). i will send you more memes. i will likely (eventually) add you to my mains list on my carrd, thus prioritizing our interactions. i will consider your interpretations more closely and even tag you when writing hcs. all of that good stuff + more. LIKING THIS POST will activate me to be insistent towards you as a roleplay partner when i have time.

here is my interest tracker!

[ducktracy]

Crayon Shin-chan: Great Adventure in Henderland (1996)

Directed by Mitsuru Hongo Written by Mitsuru Hongo and Keiichi Hara Storyboards by Mitsuru Hongo, Keiichi Hara and Masaaki Yuasa

[perditus]

starter call - no limit but lengths will vary heavily. expected to be done sunday am or monday pm. Specify muses please - may dm you if I have some questions.

[testdrves]

so i'm a huge dumbass and deleted my test muses starter call from a few days ago before i could even tackle it while cleaning my blog up . . . so reposting instead! like for a one-liner from a test / underused muse! (please specify who, muses under the cut, feel free to also peep my muse list here and request)

daphne abrams. pastor's daughter. sarah catherine hook. pansexual.

gia holt. photographer student & streamer. whitney peak. unlabeled.

harper joyce. small town librarian. sophie thatcher. lesbian.

janiya. event planner. megan suri. lesbian. *

lukas sinclair. tattoo artist. jack innanen. unlabeled. *

mason. hotel chain owner. aaron pierre. straight. *

magdalena 'maggie' mccarthy. baker. katie douglas. pansexual. *

malia luo. youth ice skating coach. havana rose liu. bisexual. *

santana. nba dance team captain. daniella perkins. bisexual.

soleil. emergency medical technician. alyah chanel scott. bisexual. *

sterling. charter pilot. david coresnwet. straight. *

yara molina. stripper & esthetician in med school. melissa collazo. bisexual.

zerina. celeb stylist & anonymous gossip blogger. karrueche tran. bisexual.

NOTE: * = test muses. may not be permanent to my list.

[mephistosfaust]

Previously on “How Did We Get Into This Mess?”…

Lily thought she could pull some 4D chess by inviting Lud and her Gilbert to dinner in her universe. Because what better way to test the limits of male ego than wine, food and emotional landmines?

Gilbert took one look at Lud and immediately went full territorial, eventually having the audacity to call him her boyfriend. But instead of clearing up this misunderstanding, Lud took the piss out of it and played along. Thought it was hilarious. Big laughs, smirks, passive-aggressive knife twirling – you know, typical dinner party stuff.

But surprise! The joke stopped being funny real fast. Words turned sharp, then things turned bloody. One quick throat slit later, Prussia hit the floor, and Lud hit maximum I-don’t-get-paid-enough-for-this-shit levels.

Fast forward, Lud offered Lily a place to crash in his universe. They almost banged kissed, but Lud pulled the brakes, claiming ‘sleep’ like that’s ever worked.

Next morning, Lily hit him with a you-broke-it-now-go-fix-it look. So, they’re headed back to her universe, where Gilbert may or may not be waiting to get his vengeance.

Guess we’re all gonna find out.

[iobartach]

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[unsnare]

「 ✞ ... 」   ━━━━━━    ##STARTER CALL.

What if you stabbed the ♡      &       turned it red for me to write us a STARTER? I've queued all the memes from the inbox      &       my three drafts are just not happening. I need fresh things.

But make sure to specify the muse, or the heart will stab you back.

[rainystarters]

* ☔ : action prompts inspired by GOTHIC HORROR, DARK ACADEMIA, ETC. some prompts are usfw. add reversed for the muse receiving the meme to perform the action instead. ( adjust scenarios or specify details as needed. )

𝟶𝟷. sender sets a church on fire with the receiver still inside. 𝟶𝟸. sender presses a holy symbol into the receiver's flesh, burning them. 𝟶𝟹. sender declares themselves god to the receiver. 𝟶𝟺. sender begs the receiver for a blessing/prayer before night falls. 𝟶𝟻. sender licks their lips and tells the receiver to confess their sins. 𝟶𝟼. sender takes refuge from a storm with the receiver in an abandoned church. 𝟶𝟽. sender snarls at the receiver, unable to cross the threshold/onto holy ground. 𝟶𝟾. sender laughs, breaking a seal, ward, etc. set by the receiver to keep them out. 𝟶𝟿. sender recites a prayer with the receiver as the shadows darken and writhe. 𝟷𝟶. sender burns the receiver's holy oath away as they pledge themselves to the sender instead.

𝟷𝟷. sender practices calligraphy on the receiver's skin. 𝟷𝟸. sender refuses to speak with the receiver unless it's in a dead language. 𝟷𝟹. sender taps on the windowpane of a café from outside, alerting the receiver. 𝟷𝟺. sender leans over the receiver's writing and makes a noise of disagreement. 𝟷𝟻. sender intimately washes ink from the receiver's hands. 𝟷𝟼. sender worries over the receiver, who has not slept in days. 𝟷𝟽. sender hands the receiver coffee, having learned their favorite without asking. 𝟷𝟾. sender presses the receiver against a bookshelf, needing them now. 𝟷𝟿. sender kisses the receiver in a museum after it's closed. 𝟸𝟶. sender breathes on the receiver's neck as they pick a lock to the secret archives.

𝟸𝟷. sender bites into the receiver's (neck, thigh, etc.) and drinks their blood. 𝟸𝟸. sender's experiment succeeds and brings the receiver back to life. 𝟸𝟹. sender makes an offering at a crossroads to summon the receiver for a deal. 𝟸𝟺. sender digs themselves out from their grave as the receiver reacts in horror. 𝟸𝟻. sender kisses the receiver for a final time, in case their experiment goes wrong. 𝟸𝟼. sender confesses to the receiver that they've promised their firstborn in a deal. 𝟸𝟽. sender cuts their palm and the receiver's to swear a blood oath. 𝟸𝟾. sender forces the receiver to drink their latest alchemical creation. 𝟸𝟿. sender wakes up confused, having been turned into a vampire by the receiver. 𝟹𝟶. sender signs away their soul to the receiver in exchange for a boon.

𝟹𝟷. sender acts out an ancient ritual, with the receiver standing in as the sacrifice. 𝟹𝟸. sender burns the only copy of the receiver's thesis, book, etc. 𝟹𝟹. sender pours wine into the receiver's mouth as the bacchic party grows louder. 𝟹𝟺. sender confesses to the receiver that their parents have cut them off. 𝟹𝟻. sender and receiver try to wash the blood away, but the stain keeps growing. 𝟹𝟼. sender slips their hand under the receiver's clothes in the dark of the opera box. 𝟹𝟽. sender aims an arrow at the receiver and promises they won't hit them. 𝟹𝟾. sender complains to the receiver that a funeral will distract them from studying. 𝟹𝟿. sender dismisses the receiver's concerns that the summoning ritual may work. 𝟺𝟶. sender screams for help as the receiver begins to go mad from reciting the esoteric chant they discovered in a forgotten book.

𝟺𝟷. sender screams at the sight of the receiver's true face/form. 𝟺𝟸. sender offers to hide the receiver as the mob's torches grow nearer. 𝟺𝟹. sender is mesmerized by the receiver and goes to them despite all warnings. 𝟺𝟺. sender is stone-faced as the receiver cries that their lover is no monster. 𝟺𝟻. sender sharpens their blade as the receiver watches in horror. 𝟺𝟼. sender weeps as the receiver tells them they're leaving for the sender's good. 𝟺𝟽. sender proposes to the receiver to provide an alibi for the receiver's pregnancy, even though the child is not theirs. 𝟺𝟾. sender holds the receiver in their arms, the monster now dead. 𝟺𝟿. sender promises not to forget the receiver as they share a final night together. 𝟻𝟶. sender visits the receiver in dreams as they are separated by class, circumstance, etc. in waking life.

𝟻𝟷. sender calls out to the receiver from a distance, their voice echoing in the mist. 𝟻𝟸. sender covers the receiver's mouth as their stalker draws nearer. 𝟻𝟹. sender tells the receiver not to open their eyes until they've escaped the house. 𝟻𝟺. sender kisses the receiver passionately in the middle of a graveyard. 𝟻𝟻. sender tries to light a candle to comfort the receiver, but the flame turns black. 𝟻𝟼. sender locks all the windows and doors, promising the receiver they'll be safe. 𝟻𝟽. sender takes off their jacket and puts it around the receiver's shoulders. 𝟻𝟾. sender reaches out for the receiver's hand in the dark. 𝟻𝟿. sender finds the receiver abandoned for dead. 𝟼𝟶. sender grows confused as they cannot see the will-o'-the-wisps the receiver has begun to follow into the night.

𝟼𝟷. sender's laughter echoes through the halls as they stalk the receiver. 𝟼𝟸. sender lavishes praise upon the receiver's beauty, enraptured by the fresh blood seeping through the receiver's white dress, shirt, etc. 𝟼𝟹. sender catches the receiver snooping and tells them they've been bad. 𝟼𝟺. sender slumps to the floor, realizing the receiver has poisoned them. 𝟼𝟻. sender blindfolds the receiver, promising it's for their own good. 𝟼𝟼. sender locks the receiver in the attic, promising it's for their own good. 𝟼𝟽. sender sings a haunting lullaby to the receiver from the walls. 𝟼𝟾. sender looks in a mirror, unaware the receiver is watching from the other side. 𝟼𝟿. sender sighs, realizing the receiver has found the painting of their former lover—who is identical to the receiver. 𝟽𝟶. sender asks the receiver to swear upon their life that they will not enter the sender's private study, no matter what they hear inside.

[kon-after-sundown]

*blasts you with powdered pink Kryptonite that acts as sex pollen instead of what it is in the comics*

Kon blinked a few times, his head starting to spin a little from the sudden unexpected hit. Heat flooded his body only a few seconds later. It was at first bearable, but the longer it was in his system, the harder it got to ignore. A few unwanted needy sounds escaped his throat, his hand palming himself through his tight pants. Soon it became apparent that that wouldn't help, so he got rid of his clothing right in the common room of the Tower. Whimpering his hands tried to give himself a bit of relief, to no avail.

He needed someone, anyone to make it stop or maybe make it worse. Kon wasn't sure. All he knew was that he needed something more than his own hand. Even after trying to masturbate on his own, he couldn't cum. His mind got only muddier with thoughts of lust and want.

With desperation he grabbed for his phone. Tapping around on it with shaky fingers, he started to send out a desperate plea for anyone to just do something about it, before he died of need. He would do anything, anyone, just please make him cum.

He wasn't able to write more, his one hand already pumping his length again, while the other one toyed with his hole in hope of some release that way.