#zahra;starters

[hotterthcnhell]

Starter for: Zahra & Nathan @fadedwritings Location: Faneuli Hall

Zahra decided since the sun was out and it was feeling somewhat nicer, she was going to head out to Faneuli Hall to see if there was any music playing and if any of the shops had good deals. While she enjoyed coming here alot, she knew it was a very touristy area so there would probably be lots of people here. She had her coffee in her hand and some random person ran into her which caused her to drop the beverage. "People are something else." She said as she bent down since the person was long gone. She picked up the cup and then threw it in the garbage.

[beaxtifxlthings]

Starter for: Zahra & Geneveive @halfwcytohell Location: Joey's Pizza

Zahra was inside Joey's Pizza and she was sitting at the table, enjoying her gooey cheese slice. Zahra looked around as she set down the pizza and then saw another individual who looked like they were looking for somewhere to sit. It was a small pizza joint but it was exceptionally busy today so she decided to be kind and she spoke up, "I don't know if you're looking for somewhere to sit, but if you are then the other side of the booth is open, I came here by myself." She motioned to the other side of the table.

[fcrtheglcry]

open to: males / females / nonbinary (mutuals and non-mutuals) muse: zahra rai (she/her, bisexual), exiled queen who was ousted by trusted officials during a political coup plot: your muse has gotten close to zahra during her exile. zahra is in constant danger from rebels and assassins, and your muse will inevitably get caught in the crossfire (maybe already has??)

✧˚ · .  ❝ EVERYWHERE I GO, PEOPLE DIE, ❞ zahra said, taking a step back from the other. her voice was cold, the emotion stripped from it. easier, for both of their sakes. the queen had been having a rough go of it since she was exiled, most of it solitary. she kept looking over her shoulder for the next attack. and while she didn’t necessarily think the other was trying to hurt her, exactly – she knew that it was inevitable. for her to get hurt and for the other to suffer for it. ❝ YOU SHOULD LEAVE. CALL IT A MERCY. ❞

[halimayronwood]

closed starter for @dancingshores

halima knew what she saw, but what she had yet to figure out was how the pieces of the puzzle fit together. she had laid out the facts, examined them carefully, and still felt like there was something missing. that bothered her more that she let on.

what she knew was this: the volantene had arrived to bring justice for lord jordayne. in the midst of the lockdown, halima had stumbled upon a conversation she was not supposed to see, one she had watched from the shadows, unable to make out the word exchanged, but recognising that it was heated and private and something she should not be watching, and one of the parties involved in that conversation was stood before her now : zahra sand. she should have already told armaan of this, but something held her back. the fear of delivering incorrect information, something that hardly mattered at all, perhaps.

her head tilted, gaze unyielding as she took in the dancer, her mannerisms and natural expressions, so that she may note any changes to it should she choose to lie. "i don't think i've seen you since the volantene were here," her words were lazy, drawling.

"who was she?" there was an almost imperceptible shift to halima's demeanour, a hardening and sharpening as she prepared to cut to the heart of what she was after, with all the subtlety of a war-hammer. "the woman you were speaking with? seemed quite the emotional little chat."

[epihlogue]

@mythicalitiy: plotted starter.

The last thing that Alex had ever expected was to get dragged back to Buckingham palace after everything that had happened. And yet, here he was, there again for Philip’s ‘second’ wedding. The whole thing disgusted him, but he had to put on a brave face anyway and act like he was fine and not the jealous ex. And he didn’t have anything against Martha, not really. He’d been foolish in the first place to think that Philip had really loved him. Deep down, now at least, he knew he’d just been an easy way out because Mary wasn’t going to approve of a daughter who was not first in line or some such nonsense of her family. It was all ridiculous.

The wedding itself had been fine, though Alex had forced a smile even though he felt like being in some pub somewhere instead. Now that they were at the after party, he found himself gravitating toward the nearest bar and doing his best not to get too drunk or else the papers would find some way to report on that. He wouldn’t even be here in the first place had his mother and Zahra convinced him it would be good press and show good face for his support in being there. That being said, it didn’t mean he had to be really be happy about it. He sat down finally, swirling a glass of whatever champagne they were serving at the event, keeping his eyes away from the new bride and groom. Though Alex had no doubt people were watching him too, just to have something to gossip about. It made him glad that he had not stayed here, that he had divorced Philip as soon as he could four years ago. He’d gone back to the states and had finished his law degree summa cum laude. He’d done everything he could to make a name for himself outside of the disgrace his two years in the united kingdom had been. The sooner this night was over, the sooner he would be back home where he belonged.

[megamagimugi]

Well, my dear Mugi! I hope you're ready because I'm about to send you my list of emojis... and it's not gonna be short either 🤭💖

🫀🌻🍄🪻🧠🕹️💿♟️🥊 (with and for you!) 🍁🕰️ (always platonically like the heart says) 🍬💧🌑 (I'm always here even if I take too long to answer, but I'm always willing to listen) 🐚 (of course I was gonna give it to you too!) and last but not least...

🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

Based on this ask game.

Let's see, 1, 2, 3... 16?! You broke my record and sent as many as SIXTEEN (No, sending the same emoji 88 times doesn't count, you cheater!). You really just had to one-up me, huh? Okay, I see how it is. Congrats, you won!

Jokes aside, I'm really touched, Zahra. I don't even know how to properly react to something like this. For starters, thank you!!

Boy, oh boy. So many emojis, so many feelings. Maybe I'll just comment directly on each one.

Let's see whatcha got there:

🫀- I love you in a deeply concerning platonic way <- Thank you for loving me. Love you too! Somehow you make saying these words easier than normal, even though I'm still not exactly used to saying them.

🌻- I'm proud of you <- I don't understand why, but thanks😃

🍄- you didn't deserve what happened to you <- ...Yeah, I know, or at least hope so😔 Thanks, friend.

🪻- you are so so cool and awesome oh my god <- Oh yeah😎 Haha, thank you, and so are you!

🧠 - I love hearing you talk. you should ramble to me more often <- That's a relief, because I wanna keep talking to you! But also...

I mean, private ramblings aside, your fics and headcanons are always a pleasure to read. Not to mention your lovely reblogs of my art, especially those where you dig deeper and analyze what I try to portray🥹 I love them all dearly and have, in fact, reread each one a few times.

🕹️- I wanna go to an arcade with you <- Glad you share my excitement about this, let's-a go! How about some Mario Kart, for example?

💿 - I wanna listen to music with you in a treehouse in a summer night <- Pack your suitcase, we're going over to @vulpixfairy1985's place, build a treehouse if she doesn't have one already, and doing just that for hours on end.

♟️- you, me, board games. <- You're on. Also a good treehouse activity, eh?

🥊- I'd beat someone up with you <- Then I already have one deserving candidate in mind😏 But for me? No need, my friend, but I sure appreciate your willingness to do so!

🍁 - I'm so glad you're my friend <- Aww... So am I, times 10.

🕰️- I'll love you until the end of time, dear friend. <- Oh... That's a nice sentiment, dear friend, and I appreciate the thought. But after everything I've been through and learned about people, I know better than to promise anyone forever, or take someone's word for it. If you love me like a close friend right now, then that has to be enough❤️ Oh, and don't worry, of course I know it's all strictly platonic, this entire ask game is! And I wouldn't have it any other way😉

🍬 - I'd go to a candy store with you and steal all the candy <- Mmm, candy... But why steal tho?😥 You know what, I'll just suggest the same thing I did to @bberetd. We can go at night, have fun staging it as a raid and take all the candy, but secretly leave the money for the owner to find next morning. We can even draw them a map so they can have fun treasure hunting, too😜

💧- you are an important presence in my life <- Got to keep this one in mind, thanks. And you're in mine!

🌑 - you worry me sometimes. just remember im here if you ever wanna talk about anything <3 <- Sorry for worrying you. I'm so grateful for your support, kindness and compassion though, you have no idea🫂

🐚 - our souls are linked in ways I can't put to words <- If even you, such a talented writer, can't put it to words, then there ain't no way I can🤣 No, but seriously, I'm honored and touched knowing you feel the same way. Makes me about 30% less embarrassed.

🫂 - I wanna hug you <- Same. Very much. Like actually, physically hug you. But since we can't do that, the gifs will have to suffice:

...Okay, I don't think I can add 88 gifs, but hope these are acceptable 😄

[mythologiaes]

█ ▌ PLOTTED STARTER ( ... ) ↷ featuring : @mythosisms (zahra) — LOGAN ATHANASIOU .

spending a year in secret, was quite literally the bane of the slytherin's existence. and they wished on everything that it could have been a different way. but when there was house stigma, between gryffindor and slytherin being in contact. and then best friends, trying to outright murder each other. it didn't leave much room to be together. to be as open as they wished. to love \ to need \ to want. and honestly they had enjoyed the year of being with zahra, of getting to know her past the stigma, of just being the best friend. but right now their patience was at it's limit. it was the final year, before they disappeared off to do their own thing. and the uncertainty was tearing them apart. especially when they saw the way, they all wanted her. the constant flirting grating along the very thin line of his patience. testing it, breaking it, and they had, quite literally had enough now. [ which spoke a lot as it wasn't as if, they had much patience anyway. ] and as their eyes lit upon zahra, during the quidditch match. had quite literally cememneted that fact. especially when they'd had to deal with cyrus mood, for weeks now. over what happened with contavius. it made logann realize, even more that there wasnothing, that would make him live that. the uncertainty / the questions / the pain. and as the game comes to an end, they had one objective in mind: and there was absolutely fuck all, that could change their mind.

landing on the pitch. he hands off the broom to the others. as amber gaze burns into zahra, a smirk curling upon wind chapped lips. before long strides have their body moving with swift determination. hands idly shaking those that greet them, their ears barely listening to the congratulations, for winning the game. no, their focus was somewhere else. and words were simply doing nothing more than annoying them, hindering them from what they had planned. making the snake want to coil and attack. [ something that must finally show in their eyes, as people finally move out of their way. parting like the red sea. ] stopping next to the gryffidor pair, they ignore the way the blonde hitches a brow. and instead settles hands on the hips of his favourite brunette. a decadent curl to their lips: that's soon swallowed by her lips as he presses his against hers. claiming her for all to see. not even caring for the judgement they can feel burning into their back.      ❛   hmm, hey baby ....   ❜ amusement coloring amber eyes, as hands come to encircle her waist. pulling her against firm chest. as deft fingers tuck the windswept strokes of her hair behind ear. now completely content.

[dancingshores]

setting: flashback to the lockdown in dorne, after zahra's interaction with a mysterious volantene woman, she finds a comforting presence in an old friend ; starter for @opheliafowler

the cool stone walls of sunspear seemed to close in around zahra sand as she walked the dimly lit corridor, her footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor. the flickering torchlight danced along the mosaics, casting shifting patterns that normally brought her comfort. tonight, they felt as restless as she did.

she pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders, her fingers trembling slightly as she smoothed the fabric. she had known this secret since she was old enough to understand its weight. her mother, an essosi beauty had come to Dorne long ago. a fleeting affair with the ruling lord of salt shore had resulted in zahra. but zahra had also learned, from the mouth of her father itself, that she was not her mother’s only child. the regent of dorne, proud and unyielding, shared her blood. the knowledge sat heavily in zahra’s heart, a truth she carried alone. her mother had made sure of that, until now. suddenly, everything zahra had tried to keep safely tucked away was threatening to come undone.

the sound of footsteps pulled zahra from her thoughts, a fleeting moment of panic it was the woman again, but relief washed over her features to see ophelia fowler. a kind smile came over her cheeks, flush with the frustration of her previous interaction, hopefully shadowed by the flickering of the lighting in this hall. "ophelia," she breathed. a welcome face. "how are things in the great hall? i can feel the tension in my bones."

[percival-templeton]

Closed starter for @dancingshores Setting: Semi-flashback, set during the hunting expedition in Ninestars. Percival opened the invitation to nobles, royals, and courtiers from all over Westeros in hopes of making opportune connections for himself and his family (And frankly, he wasn't actually expecting Dornish folk to attend).

The great tent was humming with the low murmur of voices, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter and the clatter of goblets against the tables. Outside, the air was getting crisper and colder as the evening began to settle. It had been a great first day of the hunt, and some conversations the Knight of Ninestars had through the day settled the true purpose of the hunt. Not the chase of wild beast, not the skill to kill, but the connections and the maneuvering that came with it.

Percival Templeton sat at the head of one of the long tables, his posture composed despite the aches left by the day’s ride. The scars from the dragon's burns had healed, but some of the echoes of such pain still remained. His cup of wine was cradled loosely in his hand, though he had barely touched it, his attention instead drifting across the gathering. He took stock of who had attended, who had made their presence known, and who had taken the opportunity to ingratiate themselves. And then, his gaze landed on her as she walked.

The Dornish woman was draped in colorful silks, carrying herself as someone accustomed to being seen. Percival remembered her. How could he not recall such a face? He had played cards with her and the Lannister months ago, in a smoke-filled chamber during the dragon king's coronation celebrations. It had been her who had walked away with more coin than she arrived with. The Commander had not thought much of the Dornish lady then, but the difference now was that she was here at his hunt, eating his food and drinking his wine, and he wanted to know why.

The Knight of Ninestars took a slow sip from his cup before he got up from his seat and made his way to the woman. “I did not think the Dornish had as much love for hunting as we do in the Vale. But perhaps I misjudged,” he spoke as he appeared on her way. His gaze lingered, measured. She was a long way from home. “It is a surprise to see you again, Lady Zahra,” the lord added, offering a polite nod to her.

[swayhere]

canon starter call - open to anyone !

i have a strong urge to write some canon muses, so if you would be interested in writing against any of the canon muses listed under the READ MORE below, please comment/IM me and i can send a starter your way or reply to one of your starters.

i do not require you to know anything about my muse's canon, but i'm more than happy to tell you about it if you ask. i'd be happy to write canon muses against your ocs! also, mixing fandoms is 100% ok with me unless your canon muse is problematic and makes me uncomfy. my canon muses do not have all their memories or relationships from their life unless we plot it, but they will have the same general personality/ambitions.

if you are willing to write against my canon muses but don't care which, just like this post, and i'll take a look at your open starters and/or send you a closed starter at random with a muse i think fits the vibe.

*please don't agree to write against my canon muses if you're one of those picky weirdos that will be up in arms if i don't write a cannon muse exactly how you would.

( if you'd prefer to write against an oc muse only, check this post. )

canon muses i'd like to write: bold = extra big muse rn. strikethrough = exclusive, so not rn.

muses from tv shows: 

911 — eddie diaz , evan buckley , athena grant , bobby nash , karen wilson

911: lonestar — carlos reyes , grace ryder , judson ryder , t.k. strand , owen strand

as the world turns — dr. reid oliver , luke snyder

boy meets world — shawn hunter , jack hunter , angela moore , topanga lawrence

chuck — sarah walker , chuck bartowski , bryce larkin 

degrassi — jimmy brooks , sean cameron , ellie nash , marco del rossi , sav bhandari , drew torres , zoe rivas , miles hollingsworth iii , tiny bell , esme song , 

gilmore girls — jess , luke

good trouble — gael martinez , jamie hunter , callie adams foster , mariana adams foster , evan speck , joaquin perez , dennis cooper 

how i met your father — sid , ian , sophie , jesse

how i met your mother — marshall eriksen , lily aldrin , victoria

how to get away with murder — laurel castillo , connor walsh , oliver hampton , michaela pratt , frank delfino 

jessica jones — jessica jones

lost — kate austen , juliet burke , daniel faraday , desmond hume , sayid jarrah , sun-hwa kwon , claire littleton , walter ‘walt’ lloyd , charlie pace , hugo ‘hurley’ reyes , shannon rutherford , miles straume 

new amsterdam — lauren bloom , elizabeth wilder , casey acosta

new girl — nick miller , winston bishop , cece parekh

one tree hill — nathan scott , lucas scott , keith scott , chase adams , brooke davis 

outer banks (obx) — jj maybank , kiara carrera

please like me — arnold 

rosewell, new mexico — michael guerin , maria deluca , isobel evans

scandal — olivia pope , prezzy fitz

scooby doo — daphne blake

stranger things — robin buckley , steve harrington , jim hopper , chrissy cunningham , eddie munson , max mayfield , eleven , mike wheeler 

superstore — jonah simms

the 100 — finn collins

the bear — richie jerimovich, carmy berzatto , marcus , sydney adamu  

the mindy project — danny castellano 

the office — ryan howard , jim halpert , pam halpert , kelly kapoor , holly flax

the politician — river barkley , astrid sloan 

the young & the restless — sally spectra , adam newman , chelsea lawson , phyllis summers , lily winters , sharon newman , chance chancellor , victoria newman , tessa porter , amanda sinclair , cole howard

younger — josh , kelsey peters

muses from books: 

along for the ride ( book version only ) — eli stock , auden west , maggie  

one of us is lying ( book version only ) — cooper clay , nate

red white & royal blue — alex claremont-diaz , prince henry , zahra bankston

we were liars — gatwick ‘gat’ matthew patil

muses from movies: 

dead poets society — neil perry , charlie dalton , todd anderson

harry potter — lee jordan

les mis — enjolras , grantaire 

super 8 — joe lamb , martin , preston

twilight — irina denali , jasper cullen

[storiesbreathed]

it’s an emoji based starter call , ttrpg / bg 3 / cr / d20 edition! : react with one or multiple to let me know who you want a starter from, specify your muses if you are a multi! ( note : can and will adapt any and all characters into a bg3 & cr setting so if you have one you want, let me know )

also note : all of these will be put in a queue when i write them and will slowly be dropped onto the dash!

if you cannot send an emoji just toss out who you want :)

📖~ allura vysoren  

🎶~ ariverane laraethahl ( bio [ bg3 verse tbt but is same as gen ] )��: drow. college of lore bard. runaway noble / haunted one.

🪄~ astrid becke

👊~ beauregard lionett

🦋~ binx choppley

🧚‍♂️~ joy brecklyn galliot (full bio tbt temp HERE ) : “fetch” ( fey replacement for stolen child ). fighter warlock. haunted one.

💰~ cyriel ( bio tbt ) : high elf. thief rouge. from the book kith & kin

🧙‍♀️~ delilah briarwood

🌸~ fearne calloway 

🌊~ fjord stone

✨~ gwendolyn zahra melanie von musel de rolo ( bio tbt ) : child of percival and vex’ahlia de rolo- tiefling sorcerer

⛈️~ imogen temult

🎸~ kaylie shorthalt

🧵~ laudna 

🟣~ laerryn coramar-seelie

🔨~ leona pike de rolo ( bio tbt ) : child of percival and vex’ahlia de rolo. rouge artificer fighter gunslinger. noble.

🌕~ lyriel ( bio ) bg3 verse tbt  : drow. champion of the moonweaver. bard / trickster cleric. noble.

🕸️~ opal 

☀️~ pike trickfoot 

⚡️~ tanila sommers ( bio bg3 verse tbt - similar to bio ) : fallen assimar. wild magic sorcerer. haunted one. daughter of kord?

🗡️~ vax’ildan vessar

🏹~ veth brenotto / nott the brave

⚔️~ wyll ravengard

[fcrtheglcry]

@ofbookshelves liked for a starter muse: zahra rai (she/her), 27, exiled queen

 ✧˚ · .  zahra has been in exile for long enough that she doesn’t jump at every scurrying mouse. she knows there are people trying to find her, both on her side and her enemy’s, but staying a step ahead of all of them has meant staying alive. until now, it seems. ��� WHY HAVE YOU COME HERE? ❞ she asks bluntly, her face a mask. she rests her hands on her hips, the move seemingly defiant, but her fingers inch closer to the knife at her waist. ❝ AND WHO TOLD YOU WHERE TO FIND ME? ❞

[halimayronwood]

closed starter for @dancingshores

sunspear was alive tonight, aglow with warmth and light and laughter with the feast at the epicentre. people were beginning to peel away from their seats, having eaten their fill, to migle with one another in conversation or upon the dancefloor, but not halima. she remained firmly in her seat, alone, her posture stiff and her expression devoid of any trace of amusement. as she always did, she was watching, her cup of wine untouched before her. she was taking note, of who was talking to who, of who was entering and leaving the room, ensuring little that escape her notice.

it was then that she noticed zahra sand, moving from the dancefloor back to the tables. there was always two things that struck her when she took in the face of bastard girl of house gargalen - the first being that same face, but younger, speaking to halima as though they were friends, though that was so long ago it invoked only a faint stirring.

the second was a face that was similar - but not the same. the nose slightly wider, the cheekbones a little higher, which altered the look of eyes that stared without seeing, unblinking, and dead. she did not lose sleep over it, nor particularly care about what had been done, but she could clearly remember the sight of farah gargalen dead in the desert.

a misstep, a careless hand tipping a cup, and the contents were spilled in a slow, ruinous bloom across the embroidery of zahra's silks, the dornish red marking a deep stain in the fabric. halima did not react, her dark eyes tracking the spread of the blotch, but when zahra excused herself from the room, she found herself rising to follow, lifting a jug of vinegar to take with her.

she made no effort to make herself known, footsteps making no sound as she trailed after zahra. it was not until the other woman had a cloth in her hand, rubbing at the stain, did she make herself known.

"don't do that." her voice was sharp as she stepped forward, snatching the cloth from zahra's hand. "you'll make it worse." it was true that she had little experience lifting wine stains from silk, but it could not be so different to blood. it was the same colour, after all. she dipped the cloth in the vinegar, and then began to blot at the stain, her movements practical and efficient, if not particularly gentle.

"you are a seer, are you not?" she looked up at zahra, her movements continuing as she did. it was effective - the colour of the wine was beginning to fade. "you'd think you would have seen this coming."

[evcrlasting]

Starter for @wintcrstcrfall entitled to me: the mess we weren't ready for

Call her crazy but — no, crazy was an accurate statement. Given that it hadn't been too long after their kiss and she thought about it every so often, their plans for today made no sense. Unfortunately she had made this commitment and now she was determined to see it through, no matter how much she convinced herself that it would not be awkward. All that aside, Zahra was excited. She had never been on a double date and she was excited that somehow she'd get her first in the books. Though it felt weird that Benjamin was someone else's date. She was more than happy that her friend Elena could finally meet Benjamin. She never guessed this was how but life had taken the turn and she was just along for the ride. Zahra slid into their booth, her foot tapping against the floor. An effort to calm her nerves. "So, how are you feeling about this?" She asked Ben. Their dates would be coming in at any moment and this seemed like their last bit of time alone until the experience ended.

[wintcrstcrfall]

closed starter for @evcrlasting ( zahra & benjamin )

The burn of the stitches whenever he made a move was a welcome distraction from the mess of memories that intertwined inside his head. With no painkillers in his system, it was easy to let the pain swallow and guide him entirely. It had happened before and it wouldn't have been any different if not for one specific, nagging memory poisoning all of the bad ones. It was wrong, he had to remind himself. And even for a man like him, he wasn't that wretched to destroy her on purpose. "I already told the nurse I'm leaving and there's nothing she can do to stop me," the man grumbled the second he felt someone was behind his back, while he was busy dressing himself to the best of his abilities.

[classcursehq]

welcome  back  ,  class  of  2014  !  i  was  so  glad  to  see  so  many  of  you  rsvp  yes to  attend  the  new  horizons  alumni  event  and  share  some  of  your  time  with  me  and  eventually  ,  the  student  body  .  please  ,  make  sure  you  reply  to  this  email  with  your  latest  contact  details  and  a  mailing  address  for  when  you  will  be  in  town  should  we  need  to  forward  on  information  packets  (  make  sure  your  ask  is  open  )  .  we  cannot  express  enough  how  deeply  we  appreciate  your  attendance  . 

CATALINA BLANCO ( eva de dominici ) penned by ali 

DANTE GORDON ( jonathan daviss ) penned by alma 

DION HUANG ( courtney eaton ) penned by mary

HELEN CARVALHO ( giovana cordeiro ) penned by di 

HOLLIS GIBBS ( corteon moore ) penned by ali 

IRIS ARGYLLE ( ella purnell ) played by di  

JODIE KINSKI ( daisy edgar jones ) penned by lauren 

KAI WILDER ( drew starkey ) penned by axel 

LEILAH AMIN ( pinar deniz ) penned by ci  

LUCARDO ADAN DELGARDO CABRERA ( enzo vogrincic ) played by mia 

MALCOLM WRIGHT ( paul mescal ) penned by b 

“MEENA” ANANYA SAOWALUK ( pat chayanit ) penned by idalis 

NICHOLAS LEHOY ( michael evans behling ) penned by ci 

NOEL CRAWFORD ( charles leclerc ) penned by maeve 

SANEM KEMAL ( ayca aysin turan ) penned by harper 

VINCENT ATWOOD ( mason gooding ) penned by harper 

ZAHRA MARINA BURCH ( maddison jaizani ) penned by mhai 

ZEPPELIN CARDOSO ( shawn mendes ) penned by axel 

additional ooc information :

tags to track / use

starter blog

follow list

we  tried  to  keep  our  guidance  and  pages  as  simple  as  possible  ,  obviously  please  tag  any  and  all  triggering  content  in  the  format  trigger  tw  .  if  you  are  tagging  about  certain  topics  then  please  be  careful  as  tumblr  can  sometimes  flag  posts  due  to  believing  they  are  images  related  to  the  trigger  warnings  (  especially  in  terms  of  gore  or  bodily  harm  )  .  we  don't  want  you  to  get  shadow  banned  !  at  present  and  at  least  for  the  first  week  of  the  roleplay  ,  we  are  going  to  use  an  old  school  ooc  blog  as  out  only  ooc  function  (  of  course  you  can  message  other  people  / add them on discord !  )  .  the  reason  for  this  choice  is  that  sometimes  when  discords  are  set  up  early  on  ,  we  feel  that  they  can  make  some  people  who  are  less  comfortable  feel  more  pressured  or  excluded  for  conversation  .  while  discord  isn't  off  the  table  forever  ,  we  really  want  this  group  to  be  low  pressure  and  give  everyone  a  chance  to  get  established  with  their  characters  before  we  introduce  these  types  of  interactions  which  can  sometimes  feel  unnatural  .  we  would  like  to  use  discord  in  the  future  and  will  open  up  opportunities  for  everyone  to  voice  whether  this  is  something  they  feel  comfortable  with  or  if  the  tumblr  only  system  is  working  !