#[ thanks for the starter!! <3 ]

[camberdraws]

Painting a notoriously likeable pokemon!

[orangeshinigami]

"That doesn't look like 'just a SCRATCH' to me." Ichigo knew exactly what Naruto was trying to do, he knew it because he had the tendency of doing the very same thing whenever he got hurt-- playing it cool, like it was no big deal even when his injuries were so SEVERE to the point he could barely stay awake & on his feet. He just hated making people worry about him & the other felt that way too, apparently. "You sure you don't need any help patching that up?"

@orangeshinigami liked for a starter !!

❛ m'fine !! it was just a scratch is all !! ❜ he assures the other, using his bandaged hand to rub his flesh arm gently. he'd dealt with a hell of a lot worse injuries and he was still here, wasn't he ? he offers the other a grin, slipping his hands into jacket pockets.

[songbirdreaped]

open starter for anybody ; set after lucy gray left the cabin <3 run. run. RUN. was all that could go through lucy gray's head as she sprinted away from the cabin through the trees. she was running as fast as her legs would carry her, everything in her telling her that she needed to get away from him if she wanted to survive. the words kept ringing in her head three's enough for me, he'd told her when she said they wouldn't have to kill anymore. three. she knew of two. bobbin and mayfair. all she'd asked for was the truth, yet she was met with a lie. my old self, coriolanus had told her as she demanded to know who the third was. lucy gray wasn't born yesterday, she could spot a lie from a mile away.

trust was the most important thing to her. trust outweighed love and yes, she had loved him. loved. now, all she could picture was those icy blue eyes gazing into her soul. would he kill her ? she didn't know, but she wasn't taking that chance. she couldn't take that chance. that was why she'd said she was going to pick katniss, her chance to escape and survive. lucy gray wished that she'd heeded dean highbottom's warning, wished that she hadn't let herself fall for the blond. any and all love she felt was gone, now all that was left was the need to flee.

as she kept running, the brunette felt her chest tightening, the crisp air filling her lungs, stinging as her heart raced in her chest. she needed to stop and catch her breath. ducking behind a tree, lucy gray took a moment, the breaths coming out more like gasps as she stayed there. the sound of coriolanus yelling for her caused her to panic more. she wasn't a fighter, he outpowered her anyway, but she could run. she could hide.

when she spotted the snake, lucy gray decided that she'd try to buy herself some time, dropping the scarf he'd given her to cover it up. she knew by looking at it that the snake wasn't venomous, it wouldn't hurt him too badly if he got bitten. it would just slow him down enough for her to get away. after the distraction was set, the brunette began to run again, hoping that the wind in the trees would cover up any noise that came from her feet on the ground.

it wasn't until she was hidden by a tree on the outer part of the woods that she'd realized her earring had fallen out in all of the chaos. she couldn't find it in herself to care anymore. the games weren't over when she'd returned home, these were still the games. her own survival was what mattered. lucy gray almost didn't notice the sound of footsteps coming toward her, but when she did it was too late to run. whoever it was had only been two paces from her now, and with how tired she was, they'd most likely be able to catch her if she ran. her eyes shut tightly as she braced herself for the figure to come closer, assuming it was coriolanus coming to kill her, to finish tying up the loose ends.

❝ just get it over with, ❞ the words came out more shaky than she'd intended. she wasn't usually one for giving up, but she knew that she had no more energy to keep running. if coriolanus had found her, then he won.

[pushing500]

I am working on the next post of Mechi’s story, I promise, it’s just taking a long time thanks to some very unhelpful housemates… pictures attached 🙄

[cursedfortune]

Her obsidian gaze squinted, enjoying the liveliness of the people as the yearly festival settled in for the week. As per tradition the witch had brought out her stand on wheels, one used solely for six days of fortune telling only to be converted on the last day into a lucky stand. A kissing booth, as it were. The final days of a festival were always the most potent with potential, ripe for her to bless mortals with her favor or curse them for the year. Though the tales of the morbid witch have gone quiet as the eras passed, Mortem still found herself amused by the mortals that dared approach the colorful and yet ominous booth. Fortunes? It said and beneath it sat the witch, an easy going smile as her fingers traced the wood. Try your luck! The sign below her encouraged. Luck? At what? Mortals come and go. Some receive good fortune, a blessing in some manner. Others are politely rejected, disappointed by their potential - a curse in hopes they'd be better next year. The rare few she stares at with a sharpened gaze that almost is something akin to disgust. They flee her when her hand twitches, as if to grab for something that isn’t there. How does one win a game of fortune when it has no rules? Mortem’s attention shifted then, settling upon them. A look of knowing that comes and goes as her gaze is dragged elsewhere - scouting for potentials to beckon with a single glance. A vague but knowing smile curved its way upon her ashen lips, as if the outcome was one she has seen already.

Information to take part is below the cut.

I haven't done this in a while but here we are. If any of this isn't clear to you, just inquire. This is set up so that if you have any muse(s) interested in having their fortune read, they need only approach her stand. Consider it an open starter. To take part you can either: Send an ask with your muse approaching and stating the kind of fortune they wish to have read or if you'd prefer it in the style of a thread, tag me in a separate post. And people who prefer to do it on Discord can just shoot me a DM or tag me in our server. :)

Mortem will give a reading based on what you're inquiring about (subject-wise). The past, present, future. Something specific, something generalized? You can ask for a tarot, palm or crystal ball reading. If you want to provide your own cards for the tarot reading, you can. I'll have Mortem pull by default.

So be sure to arrived with a question! And if you want something more specific, just ask me. ^^

A heads up: There is a chance for Mortem to physically touch your muse(s), lightly kiss their face or hand depending if she believes they deserve a strong blessing of good fortune. There is also the high chance she'll bless or curse someone once it is over. Obviously you don't have to do anything with it, but this is her area of expertise so if you come for a fortune reading please note it will happen and there's no slipping out of it/dodging her blessings or curses. To receive absolutely nothing means she might show up later with a knife. :)

Good luck!

[insurged]

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

[lucidrims]

˖  ࣪  .  ࿐  ♡  ˚  .  bomi  coming  thru  for @fadinglights !

            "  i'm  fine,  this  just  happens  sometimes.  it's  normal  for  me.  "

[dynmghts]

and of course, here's a starter call! it's been AGES since my last one. brushes off starter call tag...

varying length but averaging a couple paras, mutuals only, multis please specify a muse (or three idc i'll do all the ones u tell me <3) because i'm just a little guy and need some direction.

new moots very encouraged to like this!!!!

[kiigan]

starter call @heartsandwishes

ㅤOf all the things Itachi had expected/hoped to be surprised by after leaving his homeland behind, certainly ice cream had not made it to the initial list - yet here he was now, more than ready to revise his priorities. Not that ice cream, in and of itself, was anything that extraordinary, even. What with Wutai having been turned to the general tourist resort it was nowadays, exotic snacks made especially [and having a super expensive price tag slapped on them] for tourists could easily be found at every corner of the main streets.

This one was... peculiar, though. Salty, but also sweet.

ㅤ«Sea-salt, was it?» The title was appropriate, given the uncanny mix of flavors. In fact, it was making him curious enough to go and check the ingredients, later. Maybe even spare the time to learn the recipe. Once he returned home, he could try his hand at making some for his little brother. Glancing back at Xion, who'd so kindly introduced him to this tiny masterpiece, he smiled after another lick. «I can see why you were talking so highly of it.»

[drunkstext]

based on .

' for once , be f.uckin' honest with me . you never gave a s.hit , did you ? about any of it ? '

[ripgray-moved]

urf, sorry for the pause fellas. i just got overwhelmed with that really negative feeling of like— kind of just being a means to an end, and only "mattering" to people when there's something to gain out of me, y'know? nobody really did anything, it's just that general social media feel ig, and i feel dumb about it but it is what it is. makes me wish i was one of those inherently likeable 'wow i wanna be around them all the time' kinds of people but i'm really not ( and that's okay, i'm just saying being so would make this particular problem vanish ). anyway. sorry to spew all over the dash. i just feel really overcome with ugly atm like i'm really undesirable and lame, so i'm probably gonna lose myself in some writing or something.

[amorxsomnia]

@violetgleams liked for a starter!

How time flies when you're having fun. Gotham was certainly one of the... colder cities he'd set up shop in, but after one or two minor adjustments, the pet shop was now as warm and welcoming as it had ever been. The aroma of sweet incense filled the air as the Count finished lighting all burners for that morning, just in time for his very first customer since arriving the other day. The sound of a bell tinkling rang throughout the air, Count D turning towards the door with a smile. "Good afternoon. Please come right on in, and apologies in advance if things seem a little barren. I've yet to find my bearings in such a large city so soon." Mismatched eyes twinkled as the Count took in the sight of his visitor, a young man with long hair decorated with intricate shavings. Gotham was every bit as colourful as he'd heard, and his smile only grew as he studied the newcomer, eyes of purple and gold freely meeting those of warm brown. He'd heard... things, that Gotham wasn't exactly the most friendly of places and sorely in need of some of his work, but it was an unexpected pleasure to be met with such a quiet aura. What sort of person are you, my friend? "Have you come in search of a pet? It might not look like much now but I assure you, we carry a vast menagerie of wonderful animals as well as supplies for any you might already have."

[wildskissed]

open to: m/f/nb suggested connection: literally anybody

She wishes she wasn't this EXCITABLE.

Unfortunately, from the moment they stepped foot into Baldur's Gate, Eve's been almost visibly shaking with glee. Everywhere she looks, there's a vendor, or someone selling a paper with current events, or someone calling out about one thing or another. The hustle and bustle is more than that in the forest, and while she's used to busy things, this takes it a step further.

❝There's so many wonderful things here!❞ Eve exclaims, taking a breath to try to calm herself, but perhaps it's time another side of her comes out. ❝I do think that there's more than one thing for everyone I can get if I play my cards right with the bartering today. What can I get YOU?❞

[shevaults]

nora stands atop the guard tower overlooking the entirety of sanctuary, her eyes taking in every inch of the sprawling settlement below. since nora started her mission to find shaun, it's changed a lot ... and now, with the institute defeated, the commonwealth seems ... calm. quiet. or maybe that's just the absence of the weight over her shoulders now that the cause of her grief is gone.

a world finally at peace after the minutemen's victory over the institute ... the thought makes nora's lips curve upwards. spotting piper close by from her spot atop the guard tower, nora's smile transforms into a grin as she waves at the reporter down below. she'd been wanting to talk to her more, given everything. " piper! " she calls out, quickly waving her over. " get up here! i want to talk to you. " / @torntruth

[miodiodavinci]

in other news i am now on my hands and knees wearily crawling towards the finish line that now stands before me, beyond which is [seriously extensive project i am massively behind on] and [minecraft]

[halodoved]

❛ my, my~ it's not every day PENACONY receives such an interesting guest~ ❜ sunday gives the man a kittenish smile and nods his head graciously. ❛ tell me, what is your vice? do you care for drinks or gambling? we have all manner of pleasures and delights here. ❜

for @vancreux . starter call!