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"jesper?" her tone breaks out in shock as she spots the other, her hand trying not to cover over her mouth as he rambles on about what had happened. she didn't mean harm by her words, before she's openly walking around his room. she hadn't realized that this was his apartment, before holding up a cloth of some kind. "is this worth stealing? because i feel like my great grandmother would dismiss it for kindle." her words come with a grin, this time taking a moment to sit on his bed without asking. "i didn't realize that it was you. i wouldn't sell you to the wolves, but what is the saying? to never trust men?" she's grinning wider now, the anxiety leaving her body. "do you usually carry a gun on you? even in your own apartment?" she's observant, she always has been. and she's not afraid to make it known.

she probably shouldn't have climbed through the others window, but she needed a fast break and she could tell right away that the window was unlocked. she was under the impression that one of her father's guards had caught her trail when she lied about staying home. face hidden in a purple sweatshirt, steph shuts the window behind her and jumps once she realized that the room... isn't empty.

"SHIT." steph hissed out, immediately raising her hands up to show that there was nothing in her grip. "i promise you, this isn't a robbery. this definitely isn't a robbery. i don't want or need anything of yours, fuck." blue eyes stare at the other. "can i just hide here, for a bit? i'm just waiting for that sketchy black van to drive down the road. i can pay you. venmo you? zelle you? cash app you? hell, even give you a visa gift card with $50 deposited in it. name your price."

closed starter for @masqce( jesper , my baby boy pspspsps )

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elspeth looks up, her own fingers on her screen as the question probes her mind for a second. old songs, like dongs that go dong. she has to quiet the voice in her head, saying nothing about the monster? the nightmare. nightmare felt much more fitting from what she had in her mind. "what type do you like? or... what genre is one you listen to frequently?"

closed starter for elpseth !! @rocknout

"-any suggestions? i've been looking for song recs to add to my playlists. -i'm getting kind of sick of my music, -but kind of I mean really." they joked.

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the voice was back and elspeth was about to have a shit fit. she didn't know what the nightmare was saying but it's rhyming, it's oily tone of voice, the laughter - it was cruel and awful. a curse, she was certain that she was cursed. "shut up." elspeth croaked out, eyes suddenly burning yellow as her nails cut into the palm of her skin. "shut up, shut up, shut up." and the voice, the nightmare, only laughed into her head. when her eyes opened, the yellow fading away immediately, her eyes land onto the other as a small curse falls past her lips. "not you, shoot. not you, i wasn't talking to you. i am s o sorry."

closed starter for @rcvcrics ( wyll )

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she probably shouldn't have climbed through the others window, but she needed a fast break and she could tell right away that the window was unlocked. she was under the impression that one of her father's guards had caught her trail when she lied about staying home. face hidden in a purple sweatshirt, steph shuts the window behind her and jumps once she realized that the room... isn't empty.

"SHIT." steph hissed out, immediately raising her hands up to show that there was nothing in her grip. "i promise you, this isn't a robbery. this definitely isn't a robbery. i don't want or need anything of yours, fuck." blue eyes stare at the other. "can i just hide here, for a bit? i'm just waiting for that sketchy black van to drive down the road. i can pay you. venmo you? zelle you? cash app you? hell, even give you a visa gift card with $50 deposited in it. name your price."

closed starter for @masqce( jesper , my baby boy pspspsps )

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"does this drink taste funny?" steph can't help the giggles from her lips, holding her cup eggnog that... was definitely price and filled with liquor. in her defense, she didn't read the menu properly and... she hadn't be asked for her id. wide blue eyes cast onto the blue-haired individual, a grin cast on her face that now consisted of rosy cheeks. "it's really good, i promise! i just... i think something tastes off? maybe there isn't enough.... egg? or maybe... not enough nog?"

closed starter for @strawbrryrush ( for jinx )

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"hey, hey." there's the widest smile on steph's face as she looks at the stranger at the counter across from her. she's techinically on her break, but she never likes to go in the backroom. the cats never like going in the backroom. in her arms, a kitten is sleeping soundly as she rubs her thumb gently over the ear as a rumbling purr can be heard. "are you comfortable holding her? she's sleeping, she won't bite. i just... need to grab my coffee without waking her up." she presses her lips together, looking at the other female. "oh, and her name is artichoke. if you wanted to know, or wanted to adopt her into a forever home, which, i'm not pushing on you! it's just an option."

closed starter for @wvsteria ( alex russo )

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an ooc note:

i won't be on much today, i'm catching up with friends i haven't seen for 2+ years for the holidays ! i'm so excited about being here , but my friendship priorities come first ! also please think of me because i'm not used to this tumblr update !

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"is your hair really that pink?" there's awe in steph's tone, eyes wide as she glances at the other with a sense of curiosity. she had always considered dying her hair, but she never actually had the balls of committing. what would her father think? what would her family say? she presses her lips together in this silent thought, before quickly rebounding to question the other girl. "did you hear what i said? about your hair? being, you know, pink?"

open starter- @hiddenstarters

Evangeline tilted her pink hair covered head as she looked the other over. She'd been staring off into the distance. in deep thought. it would seem she'd locked eyes or stared at the other person. "sorry I'm so in my head. I didn't notice you."

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MISC  SENTENCE  STARTERS.

‘  how’s  your  head  ?  ’

‘  i  think  i’ll  live.  ’

‘  i  know  what  it’s  like  to  want  to  runaway  from  home.  ’

‘  you  had  it  good  !  and  you  still  wanted  to  run  away  !  i  didn’t  have  a  choice  !  ’

‘  take  her  name  out  of  your  mouth.  ’

‘  you  don’t  deserve  to  mourn.  ’

‘  you  just  love  the  attention.  ’

‘  do  you  get  bored  ?  ’  

‘  you  like  the  power  you  have.  ’

‘  i  hope  you  get  caught  in  the  law.  ’

‘  do  you  think  that  you’re  happy  ?  just  wait  until  you’re  sure.  ’

‘  was  it  the  best  you  ever  had  ?  ’

’  i’d  do  anything  for  you,  mrs.  highness.  ’

’  my  teeth  are  yellow.  would  you  like  me  a  little  better  if  they  were  white  like  yours  ?  ’

’  i  need  to  purge  my  urges.  '  

’  i  need  an  alibi  to  justify  or  somebody  to  blame.  ’

‘  why  can’t  you  be  a  dick  ?  why  must  you  be  so  nice  ?  ’

‘  it’s  hard  for  me  to  move  on  when  i  don’t  really  hate  you.  ’

’  you  better  handle  your  shit.  ’

’  the  devil  ain’t  a  friend  to  no  one,  but  fine.  ’

’  hey,  why  you  been  calling  this  late  ?  ’

’  you’re  too  busy  saving  everybody  else  to  save  yourself,  and  you  don’t  want  no  help.  ’

’  every  time  the  teacher’d  call  on  me,  i’d  be  hard.  ’

‘  i  thought  it  was  only  me:  i  thought  i  was  a  sex  maniac  !  ’

‘  don’t  you  wanna  feel  anything  else  ?  ’

‘  i  can’t  feel  a  thing  anymore.  ’

‘  everything’s  a  horrible  bore.  ’

‘  living  is  a  terrible  chore.  ’

‘  there’s  nothing  new  to  do  in  brooklyn  anymore.  ’

‘  kiss  your  christmas  tree  goodbye  !  ’

‘  i’ll  burn  it  to  the  ground.  ’

‘  i’ll  show  you  what  true  misery  feels  like.  ’

‘  uh  oh,  boner  alert.  ’

‘  he  said  you  got  two  lives  down  and  one  life  left.  ’

‘  you  could  think  better  with  a  hole  in  your  head.  ’

‘  i’d  tell  someone.  ’

‘  is  that  a  threat  ?  ’

‘  i  don’t  wanna  start  any  blasphemous  rumors,  but  i  think  that  god’s  got  a  sick  sense  of  humor,  and  when  i  die,  i  expect  to  find  him  laughing.  ’

‘  in  oedipus’  defense  .  .  .  ’  

‘  it’s  harder  than  it  looks  not  to  end  up  in  an  emotionally  charged  narrative  climax  where  you  murder  your  father.  ’

‘  oh,  i’d  never  kill  my  father  !  ’

‘  you’re  projecting.  again.  ’

‘  anyway,  what  were  we  talking  about  ?  ’

‘  do  you  ever  have  nights  like  these  ?  ’

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posts below this will no longer be part of this group and have now been archived! please bare with me as i no longer know how to use tumblr

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@irresistiibles requested a closed starter: for nico di angelo.

will never really allowed himself to worry too much. they were figuring out what life was like in washington dc, having grown up almost their whole life in texas. life was always different, no matter where you went. however, the sun was always around. the sun followed you and will was thankful for this little thought of peace. something to hold onto. they weren't really sure why they liked the sun so much, they imagined it was... maybe a favorite season? the way that he loved music. they're walking around town, a cup of iced chai with no coffee. they were already jittery enough, something about adhd. always being on the move, always looking over their shoulder like something was coming. which was primarily what will had been doing. looking over their shoulder until they bumped into a boy with raven colored hair sorry. "shoot! i'm so sorry." will is already looking at the other, recognition to a zero. he wasn't sure if he actually spilled anything on the other but still the idea wrangled at his stomach. "are you okay? did i ruin your shirt?

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"chaos can be fun." nina leans back, head against the wall as she plays with the hem of her skirt. she never minded chaos, never minded the way that it was always a good way to get what she wanted. people didn't think how they normally did when chaos was pursued. people thought about themselves, forgot about their businesses, that they might be carrying a rolex watch on their wrist. chaos was a prime time to hunt. a game of hide and seek, if you will. "what do you have against chaos anyways?"

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a sigh left her lips as she ran a hand over her face. sidney was still trying to play catch up with everything she had missed and making sure that everyone was alright. "I hate this place, it's nothing but chaos."

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@vcndetta requested a closed starter: for victoria sutherland

learning things on his own? will thought he would be able to adapt over time. he had his headphones in, dua lipa playing in his head. he had to learn to familiarize himself with the city. the metro existed, different paths existed, there were so many museums that will wanted to sink his teeth in. he's seen the dark academic aesthetic on pinterest and there's the wonder if he could succeed in making that his aesthetic. maybe not - maybe for a day and he would waste too much money on a silly outfit. he wasn't raelly sure what his aesthetic was. "hi, do you know anything about aesthetics?" it was a stupid question. "like what would be your aesthetic, if you were to have one?"

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@wvsteria requested a closed starter: for mo xuanyu

sunday mornings call for iced matcha lattes with boba like monday mornings call for a shaken brown sugar oatmilk. sunday's were for relaxing, expecting the weekend, and will was loving his morning routine. nice walks in the morning, the feeling of the skin heating on his skin - he feels relaxation hitting him all at once. it's almost too nice to be true. there's a paper on the ground, he's unsure if it was dropped from the person in front of him, or if it was dropped from someone else. "hey!" will calls out, tone carefully monitored from those who told him his voice could be s h r i l l sometimes. whatever that meant. "did you drop this?" he scoops to pick up the paper, it's a movie ticket. one barbie movie stub. "it says it's for tonight? for barbie? i know everyone has been talking about that movie."

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hello! i'm in the process of cleaning out? figuring out? my newest blog. please pardon the construction zone, thank you!

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cquity​:

alicent & anyone 

placing the cigarette between her lips the blonde pulled in the smoke - her lungs filling before she gently discarded smoke back out through her lips. “it’s a terrible habit - i’ll be the first to admit.” alicent was honest. “but it’s been helping with the nerves - it’s not like i’m becoming a chain smoker, i have one a week maximum.” 

@hiddenstarters​

“i know people who have the same habit.” mary response is casual, not a mocking tone in the edge of her voice. she’s been in the partisian streets and seen people hold out cigarettes like nothing. “there’s no judging. you can do you just as i can do me.” mary pauses for a second before leaning in and whispering. “don’t tell my friends but sometimes i do it too. usually it takes a lot to drink or a good concert for me to really commit to my cravings.” 

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✩ﾟ.✧ Langa Hasegawa :*✧･✩ﾟ

for @kiroz​.♡ Happy birthday Naara!