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[overnightheartbeats]

based on this // @elegancemultimuse

It was never going to happen, that's what Gabriel finally understood in their senior year of high school. He had already spent two years pining over her, but it never went anywhere. Mostly, because she was in a relationship, but also because he had never said anything. Now, even more reason to keep it that way. It was best to remain friends. It took some time, but he moved on, at least enough to meet someone new. Both in relationships, friendship intact.

Properly returning to his hometown was a shock to him. In the past, he visited for a day or asked his family to go visit him instead. Each street his family drove down left him surprised, so much had changed and the place he once knew with eyes closed, no longer felt familiar. After the first two days back home, Gabriel offered to grab coffee for the family at the local coffee shop. He sat at one of the empty tables while waiting for the order, his eyes drawn to a semi-familiar face. Was it? Yes..it was them. He hadn't seen them in so long, their friendship fading out over the years. Gabriel wasn't sure if they even wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't resist. "Hey, long time no see."

[scarletcursed]

@stardstschlar ♡'d this for a starter!

the first sign of a nearby person is marked by stella's dog, gretchen, wiggling around excitedly. stella tightens her hold on her little elderly pug. "whoa, easy gretch! what's going on, girl?"

the sight of a stranger certainly catches stella's attention, too. she turns to him, her surprised expression soon shifting into something warm--friendly, even. the little streets of scarlet hollow are practically abandoned even on a good day, so it's always a surprise to see someone new.

"oh, hey! i haven't seen you around here. are you visiting from out of town?"

[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.»

[outoftheirdifferences]

@chopperpirate liked (x) for a guest muse Lilo starter. (still accepting!)

"Are you another alien?"

Small child tilted her head. Honestly at this point nothing would surprise Lilo; she'd lived with Stitch and 'Uncle' Jumba and 'Auntie' Pleakley for almost two years now, the bizarre for anyone else was the everyday for her. So seeing this new unusual being around while she was on the beach?

She would take it pretty well in stride. As such, she quickly returned to rummaging in her duffle bag.

"You can help me feed Pudge the Fish if you want. It is sandwich day, after all."

Not just anyone would get an invitation to help with such an important job. But if this was another new visitor to earth, it was only right for her to involve them, wasn't it?

[discoinfernos]

@hellmxses — LUCIFER

❝ Hey Dad! It's me. Aaagain . . . ❞ Charlie bites her lip as her hand clenches reflexively around her phone, the other playing mindlessly with the stray strands of hair that frame her face. She's sat on the window seat in her bedroom at the hotel, eyes casting over the view of the city. Her city. Her people. A flaming wreck, littered with discarded weapons and corpses left to rot beneath the crimson sky. In the distance, she can see Heaven glow, situated as though mocking them from its position on high.

Charlie blinks away angry tears from her eyes. She does not hate Heaven — Charlie tries her hardest not to hate anyone — but her heart breaks for her people, and righteous fury rises within her at the knowledge that all this could be PREVENTED if Heaven and Hell could just talk to each other. If her father — her own father !! — wasn't complicit in the wholesale slaughter of their citizens.

❝ I just wanted to — to talk. About. You know . . . ❞ She heaves a heavy sigh through her nose. This is not the first time she's tried to initiate this particular conversation, and it's never gone the way she'd planned it. There just has to be a way to make him see what a mistake he'd made in allowing the exterminations. But maybe she doesn't hold enough sway over her father's heart to change his mind . . .

❝ If you have some time maybe you could . . . call me back! ❞ Charlie forces her voice to remain chipper. This aggressive cheerfulness is how she's gotten through everything her adult life has thrown at her ; she's always thought people are more likely to say ❛yes❜ to a smiling face. ❝ Maybe we could meet up. It's been awhile. I — ❞ Miss you. I miss mom. I miss how things used to be. ❝ I'll wait for your call. ❞

Hitting the END button, Charlie stares at the phone in her hand. Waiting.

[reidinthedeep]

@thxwxlf liked this for a starter

"I'll cut to the case," he started, placing his duffel bag gently on one of the chairs nearby while looking for her eyes. "I'm special agent Reid. British Navy. I was sent here to find you and bring you to our ship. Something about a job? I don't know if they sent word beforehand."

And he sure hoped Kekipi had any idea of what was going on, because he couldn't get the Captain to confess why they needed outside help for whatever mission they were sending him next. He truly hated being left out of the loop.

[myrkulsapxstle]

@darkminstrel 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.

"Your voice is quite beautiful."

The General had heard the Dark Minstrel as he settled into camp for the evening, unable to ignore the allure of good song. It had drawn him towards his beloved in the past -- and still had a strange affect on him some odd century later.

Unsure if his presence is as of yet welcome, he stopped a few paces away, "I've not heard music like that before," He explained, "My wife... before her untimely passing, was a Bard herself - hence the curiosity."

Hells, that still hurt to say.

Her letter to him, fished out of his quarters in some way or another, sat comfortably in his armor in his tent, alongside Isobel's.

"Of what college are you?" Ketheric shook his head, clearing away those dark thoughts, "That might best explain my ignorance."

[grcveyacd]

“ sorry about her, she doesn’t really have any manners. “ he hated how he had to apologize on his sister's behalf, knowing well that she should’ve been the one apologizing instead of him. but, he knew that she wouldn’t. not when she was in the state that she was in. completely drunk off her ass, bumping into strangers and friends alike, not caring one bit. “ or let me rephrase that, she doesn’t have any manners when she drinks. “ dark eyes roll as he watches her find her friends, a little relieved that she’d at least be occupied for a little while. “ this is why i wanted to be an only child. “ // @distantsongsofjoy liked for a small starter

[cffidelityy]

@lunarrepel || liked for a starter

It had not gone unnoticed that Shadowheart had grown more distant with those in camp, and well Sigyn couldn't blame her. Sigyn knew she was going through so much, but wasn't quite sure how to help. She had hoped with time that the half-elf would come back around, but something about her still worried Sigyn, so the blonde moved to take a seat beside her at the other woman's tent. "Hey. . ." She says quietly, searching her brain for the right words. "I just want you to know. . . If you wanna talk, I'll listen."

[ragedagainst]

polishing off the rest of her drink with a single swallow, she leans back in her chair as the other woman approaches the tables in the back of the bar, gaze half-lidded. but for all her pretenses of relaxation, her hand strays just within reach of the pistol holstered at her waist. upon first observation, the stranger appears capable enough, even if she does seem a bit out of her depth. ( are those caps she hears jingling in her pockets ? ) rather than comment, however, jyn waits. if she's here for a hired gun, she'll find her way over. eventually.

@atcmbmb liked for a small starter !

[overnightheartbeats]

loosely based on this (bye) // @lilmoonl1ght

as he pulled up to the street, he wondered if there was such a thing as arriving too early when picking up a friend who just went through a breakup. should he be witnessing this his friend's breakup this way? gabriel knows he'll probably hear all about it later, when they were ready, so this wasn't much different. yet, it felt invasive - to witness their relationship end. the car was parked and unlocked, and he had left the trunk open too. he focused on his phone to ignore the situation unfolding, to avoid taking part in this. he heard the passenger door unlock, and gabriel turned to face the passenger seat. "sorry," gabriel offered as they settled in. sorry about your relationship. sorry I got here early. apologies all around. "do you want me to take you anywhere, or go home?" he had previously offered the spare room in his apartment, and he had just finished setting it up, ready for their arrival. "my day is completely open, so just say the word."

[bcnamighdall]

@wundor| Starter Call

"How long have you been here?" It's a fairly innocent question, but there's more to it. For her own curiosity. It's not so uncommon to go to man's world, not among those of Bana-Mighdall whose members mostly originated there. But for others? Well, she hates to admit it, but Nedjem knows very little of Themiscyrans, despite one of her mothers hailing from the island.

[nobuverse]

@chishigure

"There's no way this is right."

At first, the servant saw no reason to reveal herself. Though she'd sensed the presence of some phantasmal beasts here, this lone warrior was more than capable of handling a single chimera. His bladework is immaculate, made at an almost blinding speed for any human.

So precise, in fact, that she could not recognize it as anything but her own.

"Okita Souji...so this is the me from this world..." she mutters to herself more to him as she steps out from around the corner, into the lantern light.

In truth, this isn't that unusual for servants - they would often find different versions of themselves, should they happen to be in the right time period. Finding out this one is male is no shock, nor is any difference in their appearance. That's not what bothers her.

She unsheathes her own blade. It's not a threat - but the closest thing she can offer to an explanation for her own confusion. If this truly is an alternative form of her from this world - he'd be a fool not to recognize his own blade.

"This shouldn't be possible. We're - no - I'm supposed to be dead by now"

[ofhope]

“... What were we talking about again?”

Not that his whole heart hadn't been put into listening. Once pizza's on the table, his ability to listen gets fed into his tastebuds. Why have observational skills when you can enhance the taste of a pizza? As was Galo's reasoning anyhow: technical phrasing, when not guided by literal tech, was a loss on him. Understanding each word wasn't a problem, but upon all of those words being put side-by-side?

“Sorry, I zoned out after my...” counting on greasy fingers, swiped clean with a napkin moments thereafter... “Fourth slice! Think I asked you about uh, legal processing, right? How cases work. I watched a lotta' Prosecutor Shannon back when I lived in the States, but I was like five, so all I remembered was the funny faces people'd have whenever Shannon gave them the facts.”

For once, the case of one former governor wasn't the reasoning behind his inquiry. Detectives, to his knowledge, had little to do with the actual courthouse, but... to say they weren't a part of what goes down would, Galo think, be dismissing their handiwork.

“I've always been curious, 'cuz we, being firefighters 'n all, stumble on a lot of arson cases. Non-Burnish arson cases, now. It's not my job to find the guy that did it, just to put out what they started, so I was always curious about what happened. Fires take, and they don't give, either. So, what happens when they leave something behind? Like... evidence.”

@chibitantei // starter!

[suckxrpunched]

нow υɴғorтυɴαтe // cloѕed ѕтαrтer

@kaizokugaris ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ !

Rolling her eyes as a fight erupted behind her, Lara finished off her beer and ordered another with a lazy wave of her hand, an irritated frown etched into her face.

She'd just picked up her new beer when a bullet went through the glass, shattering it in her hand and covering her in alcohol. She simply pursed her lips into a tight line and gave a slow sigh through her nose before she muttered sadly,

“ My disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined. ”

[shougancid]

@glare-the-fox || Starter Call

"I don't know what happened to it." Despite her words, Mari can't help but glance away, expression conveying an almost meekness her words never would. Her car has always been in an...interesting state, for lack of a better word. Undermaintained because she walked everywhere or took public transport, there'd been a brief period of time where she'd forgotten how to drive. Really, it was only a matter of time before it gave out.

It was just irritating that it had to be far from home.

"Think it's unsalvageable?"