#;;Joseph Starters

[lonelyheartedheathens]

Open to Tops

Coming home to find one of Benji’s friends settled in their living room had not been what Joseph had been expecting. Especially because his son had failed to warn him they’d be having company, and especially especially because he knew his son would be late coming home from his internship that night. 

“Benji didn’t tell me you would be here,” he said in lieu of greeting as he hung up his jacket. “He’s not going to be home until late either. But you’re welcome to continue making yourself at home.” He never minded when Benji’s friends were at their house. He just…usually preferred his son give him a little forewarning.

“Are you staying the night, or just waiting for Benji to get home?”

[general-kalani]

"F-Fuck..."

Leaving a blood trail was never his intention, but his strengthened immunity to the Bliss unlike others, mostly because of his prolonged time in it to get used to it, had caused him to take more shots than necessary by his flock- the cult.

His brothers' cult now really.

Entering a nearby home he was thankful that, for the time being, it was empty.

No Resistance, no cult.

A blessing in his eyes, if he had to be honest.

But now, bleeding out with no chance of recovery... Well, it was only a matter of time until he died.

Sliding against a corner, no weapons on him he tried his best to stay awake but that was in vain...

He prayed that whoever entered the home next was not an enemy of some kind...

[silentgrim]

https://www.tumblr.com/silentgrim/758555644672557056/httpswwwtumblrcomsilentgrim75855516772986060

He’s a Zionist for starters

he actively advocates for Palestine, has raised donations, and has donated millions himself to Palestinian funds—

[mrsmamathompson]

Who: @josephxwade Where: His Office

 Ann had visited Joseph a few times recently, and this was just another of their set up meetings, it really had been paying off because Ann had finally felt that grip and struggle being released when it came to everything that had been happening. Today she managed to listen to some of their music and remember fondly rather than crying, she couldn’t wait to share the results. She stepped into Joseph’s office, with a warm smile on her face. “It’s been a fantastic morning.”

[shiftingmuse]

@thetownbookworm90

Joseph steps out of a door, finding himself on the sidewalk in Storybrooke. He gazed back at the building he came out of before looking off in the direction of another. His head is testing him, and his heart is weak at the thoughts he has. This wasn't becoming as easy as he had been reassured of. It would take more time than the few months he had been going to the meetings.

"You cannot expect to be better in such a short time." He tells himself that as he is heading in the direction of the library. 

[papcrrings-arch]

Open Starter : Joseph & Anyone ( @hiddenstarters )

"I really don't think that's a good idea," Joe replied, "I'm pretty sure the young lady said no. You ever heard that word before or do we need to go back to preschool to learn it?" he asked.

[siiinfully]

starter for any of @midnightpsychos’ scream muses from carol

My my. This is going to be very awkward,” she remarked, tapping the sharp tip of the knife on the table surface. “How long have you been standing there?”

[libraryofdesire]

🌻 open to: females - switch or dominant only, for this thread. 🌻connection: employee, friend, girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, sister-in-law, etc. 🌻 muse: joseph collins. 45-50. switch. bisexual. grocery store owner - used to be his mama’s. lonely & a bit tired. 🌻 inspo: here. he just needs a girl to tuck him under her wing and love on him because he's a sad teddy bear at the moment. tough love or sweet love welcome.

"don't want to talk about it."

really mature of him, really, to not want to talk about his feelings but at the moment, joseph just doesn't care. he's tired. the store is taking it out of him. he wants to keep the store alive, it was his mother's dream, he wasn't gonna let that die out now that he was in charge. but it's hard. he knows it's hard, he knew it was hard from the moment he took over. but hard things are worth doing -- or something. positivity doesn't always sit with him, it's easier to be negative sometimes.

joseph stared at the coke can in his grip, the one he may have added just a bit too much whiskey to, lips curled downwards. for such a big man, he just looks a little defeated, and he might just be too defeated to care about it.

[cavenshh]

For: @josephxwade Where: Sharky's party

Lia stepped into the Halloween party, the air thick with the scent of pumpkin spice and the buzz of excited chatter. Clad in her nun’s habit, she felt a mix of amusement and awkwardness amidst the colorful array of costumes surrounding her—witches cackled, vampires lurked in the shadows, and playful ghosts floated by. As she made her way through the crowd, she took a deep breath, ready to embrace the night. She smiled at the sight of carved pumpkins grinning mischievously, and for the first time in a while, she felt a flicker of excitement about letting go and joining in the fun.

As she turned around she bumped into something that felt a little hard, and she looked up, a grin forming on her face. "Well aren't you something nice to bump into?"

[sinistersxns]

Open: F Connections: Vampire hunter, on and off again ex, human companion, a werewolf rival's mate, or witch's familiar etc. or just someone important to who ever he happens to be 'courting' (stalking)

Damien had lost track of how long it had been since he took the human and had his fun torturing them to spill their secrets to him. He could have compelled them, but there was no fun in that and it was far too easy. It was a matter of waiting for her to track them down and come running. After all, he made it rather easy for her find them in the form of a photo collage consisting of various photos of her and the person he had hanging from chains with coordinates of the general area he would be in on the back.

"Ah, there you are." He mused, turning to face her once he sensed her presence, presenting the bloodied hanging human like they were an art piece he was proud of. And he was. "I was beginning to think you wouldn't be able to find us." The mocking tone thick in his accent.

[gre3dy]

𐔌 ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ˚ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ closed ͏ ͏ ͏͏ for ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ₊ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ @stillsmine 𐔌 ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ˚ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ based ͏ ͏ ͏͏ on ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ₊ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ first ͏ ͏ ͏͏ bullet

❝    well    ,    well    ,    look    what    we    have    here    .    mind    if    i    join    ?    ❞    doesn't      wait    for    approval    before    build    slides    into    the    booth    ,    diverting    attention    to    his    best    friend    and    her    companion    (    all    they    could    ever    be    ,    he's    sure    of    it    )    before    continuing    ,    ❝    so    ,    lovebirds    ,    what    were    we    chattin'    about    ?    ❞

[ghostchanuwu]

So i need help naming her, she's ment to be Steven's mom in AniRedux even though she kinda looks like a transfem version of him funnily enough

She is from Stow-on-side in Galar and heavily studies Geology and has an interest in Sinnohian and Unovan Mythology, the only pokemon she has is a Sableye a Klefki and a Drakaloak and doesn't really battle much

[general-kalani]

Local cryptid leaving the water after days of sleeping.

[zxdenled]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 for @d4rkwater; barraquinha de tatuagens

Embora tatuagens fosse algo que Zaden apreciasse, em especial no corpo dos outros, nunca tinha feito nenhuma. Não sabia se por nunca ter encontrado alguma que realmente gostasse e tivesse o significado perfeito para ele, ou se porque tinha algum receio. No entanto, quando Joseph o desafiou a ir até à barraquinha para fazerem uma, Zaden não negou imediatamente, na verdade até tinha ficado um pouco entusiasmado com a ideia. Isto claro, até chegar lá. "Você tem a certeza que quer fazer uma tatuagem aqui?" Perguntou baixinho, e se logo depois de fazer se arrependesse? Ainda mais seria a primeira. "Não podemos fazer temporárias como as crianças? Ai se gostarmos a gente faz uma de verdade, o que acha?" Perguntou com um sorriso, isto mais para si claro, se o semideus queria fazer, não era Zaden que o iria persuadir a desistir da ideia.

[aidankeef]

closed starter - @d4rkwater

local: casa grande

Aguardava na varanda da casa grande para proceder com o reagrupamento dos patrulheiros após toda a insanidade que decorreu do ataque surpresa. Seu corpo vibrava a adrenalina que sempre adorou nutrir, mas nem de longe estava em um bom estado. Tomado pelo suor e com o corpo repleto de queimaduras causadas pelo veneno, tentava controlar a respiração para aguentar que a ambrosia fizesse efeito, mas não parecia obter sucesso. Assim que notou a aproximação do filho de Poseidon, sugeriu a primeira solução que lhe pareceu cabível. "Ô peixinho dourado! Aproveita que não está fazendo nada, e nem vai precisar fazer, e me joga uma ducha de água."

[shiftingmuse]

Father Macavoy - Open Starter

Joseph sat down beside the person who had entered the church. He could tell they weren't the religious type by the way they crossed their hands. Though none of that mattered at that moment, not when he could also see the troubling thoughts written on their face. "Hard times?" The priest first asks, picking up a bible from the back of the pew before them. "I'm not sure how much help the Lord can be in this moment, but I can help outside of his word." Not all seeking the safety of a church were there for the word of God. 

"Might I be an ear for your words or a shoulder to cry on?"