#//ty for asking for a starter

[love-toxin]

omg why don't i do sentence starters & prompts more often?? u guys have the most delicious sumptuous succulent ideas (and ngl soooo easy to write & get inspiration!!) btw i noticed ppl asking, and my sentence starters are always free to use!! reblog & share em as you like spread the love <33

[insurged]

someone pls come and kill the brain worm telling me to add venom to my roster. bring the bug spray.

[dalishborne]

not me realizing that light-plotting actually helps w/ writing motivation and muse connection

[sunlightamed]

.          klee has arrived at the lantern rite festival alongside her older brother, @spidergourmet !

━━━━ little sun practically buzzed with excitement, suddenly overwhelmed by the thought of having everything and nothing at her fingertips; hands that knew the burn of lights unlike those that would soon fill the lanterns scattered across the pathways. scarlet eyes widened just a tad when she managed to sneak a peek through the curtain of the window, as if unable to express just how curious she was.

it mattered not that the lantern rite was simply in the beginnings of its performance━━for all of teyvat, she reminded herself. throughout the night, klee would be in the presence of natives and foreigners. faces she could recognize and those she couldn’t match a name to face for. and that thought, in its simplest form, made klee feel…

small, in a way. it made her realize just how large the world really was; how tiny she and her heart was in comparison. but the fear that gripped her chest and pursed her lips into a trembling pout disappeared once an abrupt halt of the carriage forced her to rock back against albedo’s arm. the tiny contraption she had been fidgeting with━━twisting knobs, resetting the locks of each button, syncing the gear rotations━━fell into her lap, clicking shut and folding in on itself as a result.

but klee was so starry-eyed that the possibility of it slipping entirely hardly reached her. “are we here? albedo, are we here? did we make it, finally?” she exclaimed, pushing the contraption off of her lap and freeing her arms from the strap of her rucksack before stumbling out of the carriage’s backdoor.

when her boots had hit the earth, little sun would have been gone in a sprint if not for albedo’s hands quickly hoisting her into his hold. she shouted on instinct, laughing and kicking her feet as he carried her back to the... oh, right! 

“teehee, sorry, big brother! klee forgot we brought our equipment with us… hehe… can we at least, unpack after it turns dark? klee wants to see what stalls they’re gonna have open tonight! how else will we know what to take as a souvenir?" little sun pressed her hands together, smiling big and bright enough to hurt, "please? pretty pretty please with a pretty spider on top━━?”

.          masterlist.

⟡ peace talismans: 5 / 5, as of feb 11th ( links: i, ii, iii, iv, v ) ⟡ inbox: open & accepting lantern rite interactions whether based on prompt or not! ⟡ threads: do tell me beforehand if a specific ask will be turned into a thread, so i can log it in and be prepared!

[mobius-m-mobius]

sorry for giving you so many asks but hear me out:

lokius beauty and the beast au? Like mobius being belle and loki being the beast. Like it can work especially for their dynamic just hear me out

Omg no it's totally fine, always a delight to log in to new asks and nothing better in the world than anything involving Lokius so tysm for taking the time to talk headcanons 🥰

Beauty and the Beast is an amazing AU for them right down to how effortlessly Mobius could see right through the mask Loki had been projecting in trying to guard against a lifetime of feigned hubris, and the whole man of action vs. slow, deliberate, cerebral approach when in reality it can actually be flipped around to Loki being quite gentle with Mobius' feelings and Mobius making a ton of spur of the moment decisions on Loki's behalf is such a nice and unexpected twist to what everyone assumes is their usual dynamic!

Also I don't really have any reasoning for this other than I just like thinking about it but in my heart Mobius is absolutely a Disney princess lmao, he met his prince, saved the day, and deserves to indulge in all the best life has to offer 💕

[basslinegrave]

that nice little tag was so cute! thank you, you are emo and monkeys and robots and hair dye and being very cool 🥰🩷

thank youuu yay yay youre so cool too!! <3

[driftveilcity]

whats your favorite pokemon

I’ve got a long list of ‘mons that that I love, but I would say my top faves are Mew, Lucario + Riolu, Rhydon, Piplup, Zorua, Sobble, Celebi, Manaphy, and Wooper :)

[inafieldofdaisies]

oooh can get songs off cal and lou's playlists please? :)c

Gonna find you in the dark I’ll be waiting where the shadows fall apart There’s no time to say a prayer, no savior who will change the nightmare I got ice in my veins I’m a lion, comin’ at ya and I can’t be caged I light the fire and let it burn Would you fall like ashes, to the dirt I’ll take your breath away Won’t hesitate, there’s no escape Just when you think it's safe Make no mistake, I’m a killer waiting

They better be concerned now 'cause it's my turn And I'm only gettin' hotter Take a step back or you might get burnt 'Cause I'm a fire starter I rose from the trenches and the fumes, got defiance In my bones to the soles of my shoe Got a thirst for breakin' the rules You can try me but I've got a short fuse

Prompt: Send me 📻 + an oc and I’ll give you a random song off their playlist + an explanation of why it’s there

[lifesver]

cont. from @nxmeolvides here

leland?

someone is calling his name, through all the cotton stuffing up his brain — at least, he's pretty sure someone is, anyway. as the shadows and colour-spots melt away from his vision, it's the smell that hits leland first. of something rotting, something indistinctly putrid. he can feel himself swaying, just slightly — moving back, and forth. when he tries to focus on his surroundings, there's a punishing, thunderbolt pulse right up through his temple.

' leland, talk to me ' — hazy eyes roll up and then to the right. thoughts struggle to catch up with the steadily apparent sensations in his body. dizziness. stomach turning — like a rollercoaster drop. mouth dry. his arms are free, but everything's — upside-down. everything is — he realizes he's looking at shoes, dangling next to his head — wait, next to his head? and that was ana's voice, definitely. and if he cranes his neck, he sees the floral embroidery on the edge of her shirt.

❝ … where..? ❞ comes his mumbled, non-specific question. not the campsite. that's for sure. not anywhere familiar. it's cold, and dark. where is everyone? he turns his head slightly; ❝ ... ana? ❞ he gravels out, finally, ❝ i — i'm okay. i think. are you okay? did... did they hurt you?❞ eyes swim with concern as he tries to take inventory between the two of them — a mess of blood and dirt in the dim lighting. no amount of hard-blinking his eyes is helping bring ana into focus, but he can tell she's been bound similarly — only, with her wrists pulled high above her head instead.

he feels a warm stickiness sliding down his forehead — feels where mussed hair plasters uncomfortably to skin. shit — he can barely hear himself talk over the pitch in his ears, the loudness of his thoughts, which scream; you have to get down from here! you have to figure out where the hell you are. think. think. come on — what happened? they were just at the campsite, there were headlights, along the canvas of the tent. voices, panic. and then... he can't remember.

leland gives an experimental struggle — which mostly just works to give him unwanted momentum. hands come up, grasp for the restraints on his ankles. expression crunches with the effort of pulling himself up, but he gets his fingers to hook into the rope, once. the muscles in his abdomen squeeze, agonizing and bruised, as he wrestles with the restraints. before the eventual strain of it makes him drop vertical again with an exhausted grimace.

❝ hold on, i think... i think i can get free, if i just — ❞ with teeth pressed into a determined scowl, leland forces himself to fold upward once more. ❝ oh, i think i — ❞ all at once, his weight drops unevenly — the rope strains, gives one dull snap. and before he can get so much as another syllable out, there's a resounding, not-so-tough-guy yelp — and a much louder snap! of the ropes. it sends him to the dirt floor in an instant — landing hard on his back, with another graceless oof! and a scatter of dust.

[bloodxhound]

thinking abt that one time when i made a fake, one-sentence callout post for mika and someone took it seriously and unfollowed them and then asked me if mika's a dangerous individual. that was wild

[4bso1]

Hi hi! c:

I’d love to know, who’s your favourite Pokémon? And favourite human character?

Hi!!! My fav pokemon is.. Probably gengar overall? It's v popular n v easy to find art/merch of so thats super nice also u see its behavior in game n they're just a silly guy but the pokedex entries are. Kinda messed up LMAO also excellent shape n excellent color!! 10/10 design ez n my fav human character is Wallace (Aside from like. Jessie n James as a duo bc of their shenanigans) RSE was my fav for a v long time so wallace stands out to me, n then in ORAS they gave him that look !!! Neway love him do NOT see enough of him </3

(literally only adding the second image so the first doesn't appear massive idk how this will format im on mobile ! )

[insurged]

❛  i’ll answer any one question you have for me if you can do it.  ❜   it’s a playful dare on his part, even if they both know that it’s impossible already. his hand is outstretched towards her, with a grin that reaches his eyes hidden beneath the blindfold. there was no such individual who could reach gojo without him allowing it. it’s all in harmless fun.  

❛   would you ( @mundmutter ) even try?  ❜ 

[baiika]

What are Momo's favorite things to do in amusement parks? Or those massive pool parks? Does she even like going to big public places or would she prefer to spend her summer somewhere more private?

//Momo would love the slow rides. Back home, there are these two "haunted house" rides... she'd love those for the atmosphere, & she'd love like river rides

//For pool parks, she's exclusively on the lazy river.

//Momo certainly likes going on adventures. Not, like, daily, of course, but she missed out on a lot during her marriage since Sousuke was so possessive & she wants to experience more. So, in short, she does wanna go to like parks & pools & whatnot.

[byanyan]

"i don't know how this happened" i whisper as i click like on another starter call

[ofyokai]

starter for @uroborosymphony ( feat. Reina & Reiko AKA “ReiRei” <3 )

She’d snuck out again. From the moment she heard harsh banging on her foster family’s front door, Reiko told little Hitomi not to worry so much because she wouldn’t be gone too long for the night. That was when she propped the bedroom window open and hopped out to evade the cranky old man from next door. How she knew it was the neighbor and not someone else? Oh, she saw it coming for days after she thought she saw the silhouette of a nimble fox leave the man’s home with food. It had been rather amusing at the time. Serves him right, she’d said to herself. Besides, foxes were her favorite, weren’t they? Except, Natsume Reiko had a bad reputation in this town. Lost your car? Natsume Reiko did it. Dog ate your homework? Natsume Reiko possessed it to do so. Your kid’s doll got muddy and fell apart? Natsume Reiko did the damage. And so, here she is again, running down the smaller streets and alleys towards the woods to get away from it all. She’s memorized the route like the back of her hand, so it doesn’t matter that the moon isn’t even out tonight. Soon enough, she throws herself onto her favorite patch of grass and stretches out. “Good grief, can’t a girl get some quiet time alone for once?”

[femmefitz]

idt we really have interests in common so. ♦ + character of your choice!

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

I think Kon/Superboy would get really into sourdough. I think he could be a bread snob.