#{starter}: 01

[baby-katie]

“Fuck.”

The car had been perfect when Kate drove it off her mother’s drive a week ago. She’d asked to borrow it for a drive, snatched up the keys from the bowl mom kept beside the door, and not looked back since. This tiny town, Merrock, hadn’t necessarily been her intended destination, but mom worked quickly, and when Kate didn’t come back that evening, she made quick work of cutting off her credit cards - a not so subtle threat that she wanted her car (but probably not her daughter) back. Kate had to make decisions, quickly, and, short of going home, she only had one. 

That was how she found herself driving down a street she didn’t know as the Buick convertible, reliable and, until now, in perfect condition, spluttered on its last dregs of fuel. She’d just managed to pull it to the side of the road to park when the old car gave out. 

“Huh.” Kate bit her lip, sitting back in the driver's seat, and glanced around. Her phone was on its last legs, and she didn’t want Jamie to know she was in town until she’d prepared exactly what she was going to say to him, anyway, so calling him was off the table. Kate peeled her bare thighs off of the leather seat, the heat of the day making her stick to the fabric and, feet on the seat, leaned her denim-covered backside against the headrest as she surveyed the street, looking for any signs about parking restrictions. She pushed her tongue into her cheek and glanced, again, at her phone, assessing the 12% battery that flashed up at her.

[samar-sehgal]

@mobscene-starters​

Where: The streets of London Open to: Anyone

This wasn’t his normal beat, just asking random people and strangers for a Man On The Street column about their upcoming spring and summer season plans. But thanks to a random late-winter flu bug going around the office, here Samar was pitching in to help the Advocate out. He should be on the steps of Parliament, not shoving a tape recorder into the face of some random strangers. On the plus side, he’d be owed huge for this one. After a quiet inward sigh, he turned to stop the next person that passed him by.

“Samar Sehgal, London Advocate. Any big plans coming up this summer?”

[livtoseeabrightertomorrowarchive]

Helloooooooo PSU!! Your favourite Screenwriting and Film Studies professor is back to help you make the magic happen!! I am stoked to be back for another year of teaching, I can't wait to reconnect with all my favourite people, and meet some cool new friends too!!!

In other news, if any of my students happen to see me on the dating apps, please, for the love of god, swipe... left?? Whichever way is the rejection way. Being on the apps is mortifying enough without having to worry about having to fend off horny freshman too...

But otherwise, if you see me out and about on campus come say hi!! Just don't sneak up on me... the last person that did that ended up with a broken wrist (which is absolutely not a threat, that's just what happened!)

[kikitrait]

🌼SIMS IN BLOOM: GENERATION ONE

Gardening has always been your passion. Despite growing up in the city, owning a large and healthy garden is all you've ever wanted in life even if your nails constantly have soil under them and you have so many broken pots you’ve lost count.

Your childhood memories are full of meditations under the fruit trees, giving your clothes mud stains, and the slow pace of the countryside from when you would spend your school breaks in your grandparents' house.

Now that your grandpa has passed away, someone needs to give Grandma Clara some company (and help her with the maintenance of the cottage). This is an opportunity to live your farming dream and spend time with your favorite person in the world!

Generation One: Daisy - Rules~

Aspiration: Freelance botanist

Traits: Cheerful, clumsy, loves outdoors

Career: Gardening

Skills: Gardening, fishing, wellness

Live on a lot with the lot challenge ‘Simple living’

Grow a cowplant and keep it alive for as long as you live (if it dies, immediately plant a new one)

Grow 5 perfect plants

Marry a sim who also has the ‘loves outdoors’ trait

Optional achievements:

*Gain the Outdoorsy lifestyle

*Grow a death flower

[digi-lov]

ST-11: Starter Deck Special Entry Deck

Gigimon BT2-001 and Gaia Force ST1-16 Alternative Arts by tessy, Biyomon BT2-010 and Hawkmon BT3-009 Alternative Arts by yuuki., Vorvomon BT2-011, Monochromon BT5-012, Lavogaritamon BT2-016, and Volcanicdramon BT2-018 Alternative Arts by Nakano Haito, Agumon ST1-03, Greymon ST1-07, and WarGreymon BT1-025 Alternative Art by Hokyyuu, Fugamon BT4-010, SkullGreymon BT1-023, and Volcdramon BT4-015 Alternative Art by shosuke, Tai Kamiya BT1-025 Alternative Art by Toei Animation, Heir of Dragons BT4-099 by banira

[pokemonaday-artillerytortoise]

Pokémon A Day - Bulbasaur (#001)

There was, somehow, a lot of pressure drawing Bulbasaur so I avoided doing it for a while. But, no better time to take action than the new year, right? Let's go!

[m-to-the-a-to-the-d-i-s-o-n]

Y'know considering this is supposed to be an institute for higher learning or whatever, you'd think I wouldn't have to constantly tell people not to pet my service dog, especially considering he's literally wearing a vest that says "do not pet"??? Like imagine if I just started petting my barista at The Bean when she's making my caramel latte, everyone would think I was (a) insane or (b) really rude. Yes, he is the world's goodest boy, he is a sweet angel and the most handsome man, but when the vest is on, Oreo is At Work.

Anyway rant over, it's very on brand of me to forget this site existed for well over a year, but hi, I'm Madison, I like to paint and take photos so much that I decided to turn it into a degree, what does everyone else teach/study? Also my short term memory is crap so if you've had to introduce yourself to me more than once sorry about that, I swear I'm trying

[muchadoaboutjax]

Can't believe we're a month into teaching already, time really does just fly by huh? October means it's time to start figuring out what the winter musical is going to be this year for my theatre troop, and honestly I hate having to choose... there's so many I want to do!! We did Joseph last year and it was a riot, so I was thinking maybe something more contemporary this year? Any suggestions? Also, I'm always looking for volunteers to help out with the theatre company, so if anyone has some free time and wants to help out with a kick ass LGBTQ+ theatre group that always has the coolest kids hanging around, let me know!

[wxrmhcxrt]

𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁! ⸻ at jihoon's party.

era fato que danbi possuía um paladar infantil, então a bebida suave que tinha em mãos, feita praticamente de frutas vermelhas e um pequeno nível de álcool, foi a melhor escolha que podia ter feito, o que teve certeza assim que o gosto levemente cítrico, porém doce, atingira seu paladar. — nossa! isso aqui é uma delícia! você já experimentou? — sorveu um pouco mais da bebida, deixando um misto de empolgação e satisfação transparecer em sua expressão facial ao que ergueu o rosto para encarar muse.

[togabcy]

@manifcst liked for a starter :

This . . was not New York. Even at his height , that was something he could see plain as day. The Museum was absolutely nowhere to be found , and neither were any of the other exhibits. To say that he was " freaking out " , so to speak , would be an understatement. But he's prepared for this. Or at least that's what he says out loud to console himself.

He doesn't know what will happen to him if he stays out here in this foreign land come daylight , and he really doesn't want to find out. But there's nowhere to go ―― that he can reach with his tiny legs , anyways , and almost no one around. That is , until he spots a figure in the distance looking just as lost as he was. He puts a hand on the handle of his sword , which he's now noticed didn't turn metal like it usually does. He frowns. That's something to dwell on at a later time.

❛ Hello ? You there - ❜ He calls out , slowly beginning to close the distance between them. It's not until he gets a little closer that he recognizes exactly who it is. ❛ - Jedediah ? Is that you ? ❜

[lightning-etc-lord]

Mr. Jing in the night.

When he walks up to the stage, a sudden expectant silence follows. Jing Yuan is dressed pretty well— with a black sleeveless turtleneck that displays his biceps and forearms, cropped just under his chest to allow a good view of his abdominal muscles. He wears pants, too. Red ones that hug his thighs perfectly, the leather of it displaying the curves at each flex of muscle. And he knows he’s going to give a show, knows he’ll be the center of these people’s eyes. It only makes him more mischievous.

The pole is a friend, one that he knows well. Jing Yuan greets the pole first by spinning around it, then turns towards his audience with a sheepish grin— and grips the bar with both hands before launching his body up, hooking a leg around the pole as his muscles flex to hold his weight. He’s upside down, giving a spin, until his hands leave the pole as well and all holding him two meters above the ground are the muscles of his thighs. The clothes, although covering well, can’t hide how strong his legs are. Jing Yuan rolls his hips to the rhythm of the music, then trade his position to stand upright, both feet on the ground once more. As the music becomes more energetic, he climbs the pole again, this time holding himself with both arms and letting his legs dangle a little. Every movement is slow, even though the music is beginning to go too fast. Until he hooks another leg around the pole, bending his waist backwards to the middle, following the rhythm of the music with his arms and neck instead.

After a show of pure strength, the man hoops off the center of the platform to mingle with the customers. He dances while walking, coming up to y/m/n with a grin that is both devious and innocent at the same time. Naughty. Yuan climbs on y/m/n’s lap, bringing one hand to their neck while the other traces their lips. He tightens his grip on their neck slightly, and licks his own lips, clearly full of ill thoughts. All the while, his hips keep rolling to the rhythm of the music, never actually leaning all of his weight over the customer. He links their hands eventually, allowing touch. Once both hands are on his abdomen, Yuan raises his arms to motion accordingly to the music once more, flexing his muscles to let the customer feel just how hard he works out.

Once the exploration is over, he winks to y/m/n, smirk on his pretty lips. And then he’s gone, sliding his body one last time against his customer’s before he’s climbing back to the pole. Yuan holds it with both hands above his head, skin glistening with sweat and glitter as he keeps dancing, turning and tossing his own body to give all kinds of views. By the end of it he’s breathless, cheeks pinkish, but his mischievous smile doesn’t die. He knows very well what he’s looking like and isn’t apologetic at all. "Interested in a VIP session? Just ask for it at the entrance."

[writermuses]

Taney looked over her shoulder, "Oh, all this paperwork and Mr. Serious has forgotten his words?" With a dimpled grin she shook her head. "Why would I get down when I love it so much when you spank me for insubordination?" While a sane person would obey, Taney was a nightmare, selfish and erratic one her best days. Her green gaze landed on the papers, not bothering to read them, simply observing the sheer amount of work he had to do. "Why summon me if you're clearly behind on whatever the hell it is you do?" Her head tilted to the side, the corner of her mouth curling, "Unless you like mailing papers out covered in cum. You do know you're supposed to lick the stamps, right? That that is supposed to be the only DNA on the damn things?" Her cackle echoed through the office. "Not it? So was I supposed to be your reason to stop working then?"

continued from here for @souldealsandnightmares

[dreamangcls]

who: open!

where: halloween party @ bootsy bellows

the letter had put sapphire on edge but she wasn't going to let some anonymous weirdo stop her from having a good time. partying was one of sapphire's favourite things in the whole world. she loved to dance, she loved the light airy feeling of being tipsy and she loved that it was socially acceptable to talk to everyone like she was their best friend. halloween parties also came with the added excitement of costumes. sapphire's costume was a recreation of a purple sparkly jumpsuit worn by diana ross. she was eager to show it off while having the best night of her life.

"you look amazing!",she greeted the other person. the cocktail she was holding matched her outfit. "i love costume parties but i'm always nervous nobody is going to get my reference. it's like what if somebody thinks i'm wearing a totally spies jumpsuit that's the wrong colour? do you get what i mean?" sapphire asked, gesturing for emphasis.

[corporatevalue]

Simply because something looks like a shortcut on paper, doesn't mean that it'll actually end up being one in practise.

A truth that is currently plaguing J, for it found itself stuck within the big Forest in Cotes, one that is infamous for this very issue, although… the drone didn't exactly expect it to be a genuine problem it'd struggle with.

If it could, it'd either just fly high up, or make use of a certain chainsaw to clear its path… unfortunately, neither of which J had the tools necessary for anymore. So here it was, stuck, with patience running thin.

Eventually, it just started silently following someone who seemed too… relaxed, not to know their way around the forest, figuring they'd lead it out sooner or later. It'd have worked out so well, too, were it not for the stranger turning around without warning, leaving no time for J to avoid eye contact.

"…"

awkward.

"— juuust following you. Carry on. I insist."

@witchoftrinity

[rhysbradley]

LOCATION: Retro Nouveau Gallery, Springtide Bash

WITH: open starter (currently no cap)

"I know art is supposed to make you feel all sorts of euphoric shit but," Rhys paused to take a sip of his drink. "All this is makin' me feel is broke." he pointed his coffee cup towards the price on one of the paintings, which made his heart fall through to the floor. "Kinda makes me want to take some shrooms, paint somethin', and see how much I could sell it for as art." he mused for a moment.

[digi-lov]

ST-10: Starter Deck Parallel World Tactician

Nyaromon ST10-01, Salamon ST10-02, and Gatomon ST10-04 by Takase, Lopmon ST10-03, Ghostmon ST10-07, abd Wizardmon ST10-10 by koki, Angewomon ST10-05, Mastemon ST10-06, and LadyDevimon ST10-12 by Tonamikanji, Tsukaimon ST10-08 and Darkness Wave ST10-15 by banira, Witchmon ST10-09 by Ryodan, Bastemon ST10-11 and Junomon ST10-13 by Teppei Tadokoro, Chaos Degregation ST10-14 by Nakano Haito, and Night Raid BT2-108 Alternative Art by shosuke