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[beautifulxboy]

Hal Open Starter (Open to anyone)

Hal long Bio Hal Chevalier (OC)/ 19 years old/ Pansexual Tw: Drug abuse/ mental illness/ injury

"I know your really mad at me right now but... you're so beautiful, I'm finding it hard to concentrate on what your saying"

[novaxanomaly]

Father-Son Day || Nikolai/Lucifer || Open Starter

Lucifer, the fallen angel, had started living here, and pretending to be human. Even going as far as giving himself a human name, Nikolai. He had children from multiple mothers all over the world and it wasn't uncommon for one of them to walk into his life and demand attention.

Nikolai lifted his head up to look at his child, "How about we spend some time together, hmm?" He asked, tilting his head to the side just a bit. "We don't do that much, huh?"

[famemaxence]

Who else is excited for the Olympics to start next month?! I have always loved watching it, but knowing it'll be hosted by my country makes me even more excited! Anybody else planning on seeing some events in person? Any favourite sports? I love the diving and field athletics most, I think, but I'll happily watch most of them. @hfrpstarters

[mcflymemes]

PHANTOM THREAD (2017) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i cannot begin my day with a confrontation.

i feel as if i've been looking for you for a very long time.

you found me.

i wanted time with you. i wanted to have you to myself.

you are a very handsome man.

why are you not married?

i'm certain i was never meant to marry.

you sound so sure about things.

i think you're only acting strong.

maybe you have no taste.

you have the ideal shape.

don't start crying.

i'm not crying. i'm angry.

whatever you do, do it carefully.

kiss me, my girl, before i'm sick.

i want you flat on your back. helpless, tender, open with only me to help.

i think it's the expectations and assumptions of others that causes heartache.

are you a special agent sent here to ruin my evening and possibly my entire life?

why are you so rude to me?

why are you talking to me like this?

yes, this is your house. of course it's your house.

i'm surrounded on all sides!

you brought me here!

when the hell did this happen?

where's your gun?

stop playing this game.

if it's my life that you're describing, it's entirely up to you whether you choose to share it or not.

why don't you just fuck off to back where you came from?

is there something i'm unaware of?

don't you start using that filthy little word.

there's nothing i can say to get your attention aimed back at me, is there?

a house that doesn't change is a dead house.

if you want to have a staring contest with me, you will lose.

is this an ambush?

then i want you strong again.

i don't understand what you're saying. i can't hear your voice.

you might wish you're going to die. you might wish you're going to die, but you're not going to.

i can predict the future, and everything is settled.

i finally understand you.

right now we're here.

i'm getting hungry.

what a model of politeness you two are.

marriage would make me deceitful, and i don't ever want that.

you need to settle down a little.

you certainly won't come out alive.

i'll go right through you and it'll be you who ends up on the floor.

[name] has made my dreams come true.

it's comforting to think the dead are watching over the living.

i don't find that spooky at all.

are you here? are you always here?

i miss you. i think about you all the time.

i hear your voice say my name when i dream and when i wake up, there are tears streaming down my face.

must be quite a challenge to be with him.

sometimes i jump ahead in our life together, and i see a time near the end.

i just miss you. it's as simple as that.

i want to tell you everything.

don't pick a fight with me.

you are not cursed. you are loved by me.

who is this lovely creature making the house smell so nice?

there is an air of quiet death in this house and i do not like the way it smells.

i don't even know what that word means.

it does concern me. it concerns me very much.

i'm not moaning.

it hurts my feelings.

i don't know what i'm doing here.

i'm just waiting around like an idiot for you.

[voidmarkd]

#voidmarkd; an indie, selective and fandomless portrayal of Atlas Fitzgerald, featuring themes as life in a coven, rebirth through death, marked by the void, necromancy, betrayal and abandonment, the blood and the burden, keeper of forgotten graves, [ . . . ] mutuals only. 21+. low activity. eng/ger. ♱ carrd ♱ memes ♱ open starters

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Open Thread

Open to everyone - M/F

Relationship type - Friend, lover, spouse, colleague, ex partner.

Plot type - Drama, angst, smut with plot

Approved Kinks- Roleplay, objectication, breath play, knife play, BDSM, exhibitionism, scene play, dom and sub, sadism and machoism, edge play, CBT, impact play, rope bandage, fisting, pegging, orgasm control, dirty talk, nipple play, gags, praise kink, electrostimulation, whipping, wax play.

Plot - Luca has been secretly diagnosed with stomach cancer and he's decided that he's leaving SWAT and leaving LA, but he doesn't intend on telling anyone who is in his life. Convince him to stay and give him some hope because he may or may not get the treatment to fight it.

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Luca removed his bag from his locker and discreetly began removing the contents of his locker piece by piece so no one would notice, sighing softly as he jammed a few pictures into one of the pockets before zipping up the pocket. In a few weeks he would be gone and no one would know where he would end up because truthfully, he didn't know where he would end up. And since he was off the next day, he was planning on going home and getting shit faced drunk. Do drunk that he wouldn't be able to walk, talk or even think.

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{Starter for @corazcnes for the Crossed Universes Au}

The Rayman from another world had been pulled into a meeting alongside his brother and Raymona. The Fairy Council were discussing a course of action to take over a missing caravan of teensie farmers. Murfy was going over a map of the route taken and his expression would shift to one of concern.

"I'm going over the route the caravan took and It's dangerously close to one of The Wild Ones' territories. It's possible that they may have ventured too close to their land. If that's the case...

Oh boy..."

"We can't just do nothing! The caravan may need help! I know it's dangerous but maybe we should--"

Every member of the high council would respond with a firm "NO." Ly would turn to the heroes with hurt in her eyes. "I'm sorry. We'll continue trying to figure out a way to investigate safely. It's just too dangerous to have you go. Even for both of you Raymans."

The meeting would be dismissed, and the limblesses would leave the council building. The native Rayman seemed very upset at the ruling. He wanted to help them somehow, but he also knew just how dangerous getting near those lands were.

[lucidrims]

˖  ࣪  .  ࿐  ♡  ˚  .  bomi  coming  thru  for @blackcardz

            it  was  always  a  pleasure  dining  with  the  duo,  both  of  them  full  of  life  and  enthusiastic  as  per usual  -  a  stark  contrast  to  her  own  parents  who  were  brooding  and  condescending  toward  her  and  others.  the  usual  conversations  ensue,  with  hyunwoo's  mother  asking  her  about  school  and  how  her  studies  are  going.  bomi  wasn't  much  of  a  talker,  but  they  were  an  exception.  in  the  midst  of  the  meal  with  her  would-be  in  laws,  his  presence  comes  into  view,  halting  the  conversations  effectively.  '  oh,  good  of  you  to  join  us,  hyunwoo.  come  sit  next  to  your  wife  ',  his  mom  chimes  out  with  a  giggle  to  match.  giving  the  older  male  a  small  smile  and  even  a  head  bow,  she  puts  on  a  rather  fake  act  -  knowing  this  would  be  one  of  many  of  such  acts,  given  their  arrangement.

[astralfms]

@palmviewstarters // salty sailor bar

fidgeting with the stem of her glass, celeste leaned against the bar and scanned the room for her company of the night. being one of her go-to spots, most of the faces were familiar ( as they could be with a drunken haze clouding the memories. ) people were her favorite pastime, which made it more difficult to choose just one. how could she possibly know how she'd want to end the night when it had just begun ? huffing to herself, she downed the drink and signaled for another, deciding to go with proximity and see where it took her. "so, do you come here often ?" she asked the patron next to her, stifling her own laugh at the corny joke. "sorry, i've always wanted to use that line."

[voidofvices]

:: take me to church // fresme // for @spangleddreams ::

⸻

Claude was floored by her words. He didn't know what to say for a long moment as they slowed their movements. A warm smile found his lips—a true rarity these days—and he drew her closer as they danced by the warm hearth, rain pelting the windows outside and making for the perfect background noise alongside a crackling fire.

It slowly became an easier dance, something sweeter than the fun they had been having just moments before, and his heart surged into his throat at the realization. There always came an agony, having her this close to him. His brows drew together as he cradled her close, long fingers gently encircling hers.

"He would," said Claude, eyes roaming her face. "God gave us this, this life and what's in this world to be found. Perhaps I should take time to enjoy the little things more often. I'm not doing myself any favors by allowing misery to take hold. This ministerial position will be the end of me, if I let it be. Keeping Parisians on the right side of the law, the side of good and just, has never been an easy task. It's a constant struggle."

[blckmcgicxx]

open to: m/f/nb muse: faye montgomery, samantha logan fc, dancer, 26 years old plot: we matched through an online dating app and chatted almost everyday before one day losing contact with each other, flashforward a year and here you are being introduced as my siblings significant other.

this was the last thing that faye needed to deal with. with them sitting right across from her. she could remember them talking to each other every day back when they had matched together on that dating app. but now? it seemed as if that had all flown out the window. excusing herself from the table, instead of heading up to her old room, she made her way outside. every part of her was screaming to just leave. but that would only lead to her family calling her and asking why. hearing the door shut, she turned around to see them walking out. "don't. just don't." was she pissed? absolutely. she was pissed.

[beautifulxboy]

Eli Open Starter (open to anyone)

17 years old / Eli Perlman/ OC/ Bisexual Demisexual / Chronically Ill/ The twin of Elio Perlman (Call Me By Your Name) Plot: Your muse could be a student, teacher, school councillor, mentor... open to anything platonic or romantic or other. One year, a whole year Eli had been out of school. Everyone else had developed close bonds, friendships and even enemies. They had their favourite teachers, they had teachers they hated. All of their lives had been moving forward while Eli had been still even going backwards. The other kids commented on how pale he was, how he looked like a vampire, they asked where he had been, they all said they thought he had left for good and then there was the rumour that Eli had even died. The teachers assumed he was Elio which became so frequent throughout the day that Eli gave up on correcting them. In science class they were put into pairs. Eli gathered his things and moved to the seat he was designated.

@indiestarter

[novaxanomaly]

Open Runa Starter || First Meeting

It was like any other day at school. Runa was going through her backpack at her locker and suddenly there was a tug on her hair, making her hiss.

"Whoa, it's just me." Her best friend, Takeshi, was there, giving her a hug. She had to admit, his hugs did always made her feel a hell of a lot better.

"What's up, Kesh... I am trying to get my book for class." she said to him and went back to searching her bag.

"Buuut, i have someone for you to meet!" He said to her and smiled widely.

She huffed, "Who?"

Takeshi stuck his hand into her bag, somehow finding her book and putting it against her chest, moving her hand to hold it there. he then grabbed the bag and shoved it into the locker and closed it. "Come on." he grabbed her wrist and dragged her down the hall and around the corner, "Runa....Meet my friend!" he introduced her to the new person and she blinked.

[imvgincs]

.  𓇬ㅤ♡   ˖⠀❛⠀⠀starter for @lcvlettrs.

                             as   the   night   ebbed   away,   the   girl   found   herself   draped   against   the   bar,   the   soft   glow   of   the   flickering   lights   casting   delicate   shadows   across   her   face.   the   music,   still   pulsating   in   the   background,   seemed   to   permeate   the   very   air   around   her.   before   her,   an   empty   glass   stood   as   a   silent   testament   to   the   evening's   indulgence,   a   fleeting   memory   of   moments   past.

                             her   breathing,   steady   and   deep,   offered   a   stark   contrast   to   the   lively   mix   of   voices   and   laughter   that   enveloped   the   room.   yet,   it   was   a   gentle   shove   that   nudged   her   from   her   slumber,   a   soft   groan   escaping   her   lips.

                              ❛⠀five   more   minutes…⠀❜     she   murmured   in   her   slumber,   her   words   slurred   by   the   alcohol   that   made   her   feel   warm   and   fuzzy,   and   the   tiredness   that   draped   over   her   like   a   blanket.   but   when   the   shove   persisted,   irritation   gently   kneaded   her   brows   together.

                             ❛⠀leave   me   alone,⠀❜    she   tried   to   turn   her   head   away   as   if   that   would   rid   her   of   the   pest   attempting   to   wake   her.   however,   it   was   to   no   avail.   with   a   squint,   she   managed   to   open   one   eye,   only   to   be   met   with   the   familiar   image   of   ash.   the   sight   of   him   caused   her   to   shoot   up,   curiosity   taking   over   her   features.

                              ❛⠀kyu?⠀❜     she   tilted   her   head   to   the   side   in   her   drunken   state.     ❛⠀when   did   you   get   here?⠀❜    she   asked,   as   if   she   hadn't   bid   him   goodbye   on   the   dance   floor   who   knows   how   long   ago.

[ravirussell]

for: @aurorabaystarter

where: dealer's choice!

Armed with a tennis racket in hand and a ball, Ravi let the fuzzy green sphere roll along the strings as he sought out an appropriate space to practice. Like most temptations, wanting to actually hit the ball got the better of him and his swing serve accidentally launched the ball further than he had anticipated.

"Hey! Duck!"

[savingthrcw]

@bucketofdrugs is ruining Hank's day

Lucy had been nervously clutching at her little bouquet while Overseer Jackson stepped in to discuss the exchange with her dad, happy to reunite with a friend. "So... who am I marrying?" she asked playfully, but with a hint of nervousness, and the Overseer moved aside to let her future husband come in. Oh. He was a charming looking man, now that was sure. Older than her, which raised a few questions - had he chosen to not marry? had he not been given the chance before because there was something wrong with him? He was married and divorced or widowed? - but she noted with relief that there was nothing scary or immediately displeasing about him. He was not a cannibal or full of tumors either, no matter what Norm said. She hadn't seen his butt yet, to finish refuting everything her brother had suggested. Plus, since he was handsome, it would not be difficult to do her part in repopulating America, and that was great.

So Lucy smiled, her wide, happy, friendly smile, "Hi, I'm Lucy. Do you have a name?"