#❛ — misc. ╱ open starter.

[wastedtimcs]

open starter based on x

"and why exactly would i help you make your shitty ex jealous?" miles asked with a raised brow as he looked at his friend while pouring them both a drink. "you do realize that if people see us making out they're going to think that we're together and i'm off the market, right? that doesn't help me at all."

[leashedevil]

same thing here as hark, like for a 1 para-ish ( i know i know sometimes i write more ) starter, and reply 'meme' for a ask meme from her . but i will assume you dont know me muse enough, so i will just pick the one that fits her from your latest rebloged meme.

[druidicbard]

lets do some 1 parap starters for anyone who wants some! or you can give me a reply with 'meme' and i'll send you an ask meme, but been as i will only asume u dunno my chara well enough, it will be a case of - i will pick one from your last reblogged meme.

[ruinedwild-moved]

open to : m or f .

despite only being together for a couple of months there was no way that he could ever leave them. even if he wanted to which neither one of them did want to in the first place due in fact that through the course that short span of time dating each other they had slowly , but surely gotten obsessed over one another that there was no one in this world that could and would have them no matter what that no matter how toxic or abusive their relationship might have been both past and present they were never in a million years ever leave each other why even would they ? especially knowing that they were all that they needed in this life as they could easily cut off contact with friends and family without a single notice and be with each other. well it was while they were at a party for a mutual friend of theirs that the dark side of their relationship did finally come into light plain for everyone to see as they had made their way through the party greeting the people that they knew as they did with ares only really staying by the sidelines keeping his clear distance from everyone knowing how they were so possessive of each other especially in social situations like this only giving the occasional nod here & there to other people in order not to provoke those jealous tendencies of each others now ! well with that being said though they didn't heed their own advice it seems as from the corner of his eyes he notice them standing and talking to someone a little too close for his liking instantly seeing red as he pushed his way through the crowd before reaching his intended target grabbing them by collar of their shirt roughly baring his fangs “ just what do you think you're doing with what's mine buddy ? ”

[royalreef]

"Oh, darling." Miranda exhales the word, pulling her lips around it so that it comes sweet and dripping. Saccharine as a plum, rolled in sugar, left in a summer heat, swarming with ants, bubbling with juice that pours out like pus from an infected wound, like festering. It's so easy for her. Too easy for her.

Too easy to put her hand down beside their body, shifting her weight forward, back towards her shoulder where it wants to stay despite all her efforts to evict it. She's not even really aiming for a pin; it's just the way her body works, just the way she fills the space, just the way her voice rolls outwards like waves on a shoreless sea, just the way her eyes focus down.

She likes it when they get scared. When they start to squirm, itching in their skin, when they realize something's moving too close to their feet in the reeds, something that isn't them, something that they had no power to stop even if they realized what was happening. They, the ones who are landfolk, in particular, like to claim that it's because she's a predator, because she likes the way the prey-fear runs through them, the way they curl up on themselves, the way they mewl. It's not. It might be easier if it was, really, if Miranda was less beholden to the way it makes her salivate, to the way she thinks of all the people she has pressed under her thumbs, people who love her, adore her, would kill for her, would die for her, the way she could keep them on a leash as her pretty little pets, watch that love die.

They're so tender. Untested, by all the strains of systems larger than themselves, the delicate pink muscle stuck between bones which is hardly used and gets soft and sweet for it, marbled with fat. Something that has to be ladled up into the mouth, because it would fall apart on a fork. It would be so easy. It would be so rewarding. Her body flushes hot just thinking about it, thinking about the simple temptation, thinking about what she was owed.

So easy. So, so dreadfully easy. Miranda wouldn't lie and say that this part of her doesn't scare her, that she doesn't lie awake at night thinking about it, caught between the lapses of dual causes of insomnia. The pleasure, the delight it brings her, is just too real. Too present. It would be so easy. She wouldn't even have to forgive herself.

She is the Crown Princess. She is the Heir Apparent. One day she will be crowned as Sovereign over all she knows, Queen to every piece of the known world and beyond. She is entitled to this. She deserves this. She is owed every single piece of delight and satisfaction she could squeeze out of them, could extract away from their marrow and bones and scrape their skin clean down to the very last scrap, and she could have it. No one would be able to stop her. No one could stop her.

She does not. She knows the sheer ease of the action, knows the effortless way she could demand everything she wanted, could force them down to beg for every last scale of her, and she cannot permit herself that.

Miranda satisfies instead with the low, honeyed words of her voice, with the easy flex of her tongue against the roof of her mouth, with the way she stares down into them, trapped all by Miranda's presence alone, peeled apart under her gaze. She speaks so tenderly in her low voice, her regal voice, the voice that would've come from the royalty of someone's dreams.

"Let me be clear. No one ever gets their first choice. Everyone. Just. Settles."

[reliquiicis-a]

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━   "It's Thoma's birthday today, I should get him a present once I'm finished with my work. Hmm, or I suppose I could make him a nice, home-cooked Mondstadt meal."

[r3dblccd]

Open Starter

"Honey, you gotta wait your turn."

[zalimbane]

dropping this here, while i go make a new promo ! They'll be short - ish. if you want to plot tho, please do send me a DM! Specify a Muse, multimuses!

[ruinedwild]

open to : m or nb . muse : eadric gardner 24 grey prince . plot : inspo .

⸻        he'd  never  felt  like  he  belonged  pretty  much  anywhere  given  that  more  often  than  not  he'd  just  outright  rejected  by  his  noble  peers  for  nothing  exactly  like  them  to  begin  with.  though  he  did  try  his  very  best  to  fit  into  the  mold  that  was  crafted  for  someone  of  his  rank  in  the  kingdom , but  whatever  he  did  do  didn't  help  him  one  bit  to  fit  in  with  the  rest  the  elites  though  there  was  one  silver  lining  in  all  of  this  for  him  at  least  when  he  chanced  upon  them  in  passing  through  the  many  echoed  halls  in  the  royal  palace  in  konsrad  where  he  was  accompanying  his  parents  to  attend  to  some  matters  with  the  king  and  all.  at  first  though  they  didn't  really  take  in  his  presence  which  he  was  already  used  to  from  all  the  other  princes & princesses  in  the  kingdom  what  made  them  different  in  his  mind  at  least  was  just  how  strikingly  beautiful  they  were  in  his  eyes  and  he  just  thought  that  there  was  no  way  that  they'd  ever  strike  up  a  conversation  with  him  let  alone  be  with  him  in  a  romantic  way  especially  given  how  unlucky  in  love  he  already  was , maybe  even  cursed  in  a  way  to  never  find  love  again  by  a  jolted  lover  in  one  of  his  past  lives  he  thought  so  at  least  maybe ? but  he  was  determined  more  than  ever  to  make  things  between  them  even  if  it  meant  by  the  end  of  all  of  this  that  he'd  be  shot  down  and  in  turn  humiliate  himself  in  a  way.  once  court  had  finished  for  the  day  he  sucked  up  the  courage  to  go  up  to  them  giving  them  a  gentle  tap  on  the  shoulder  and  just  as  they  were  to  turn  around  and  meet  his  gaze  finally  it  had  dawned  him  that  they  looked  totally  familiar  to  him  in  this  very  moment  that  looked  exactly  like  that  ex  lover  of  his  which  in  turn  caused  him  to  turn  bright  red  in  face  as  he  flashed  a  wide  grin  to  the  other  male  and  covering  his  face  slightly  in  order  hide  away  his  blushed  cheeks  in  pure  embarrassment  before  he  spoke  up. “ i  really  am  sorry  to  bother  like  this  my  lord  ,  but  you  look  very  familiar  to  me  have  we  meet  already  in  the  past  by  any  chance ? ”

[ultalliance]

wait... now I gotta do tags. aw dang it.

[wastedtimcs]

open starter based on x

it was nights like these that nate was happy to have help. putting his daughter to bed was always somewhat of an event, for lack of a better word. "thanks again for the help." he spoke honestly as they walked down the hallway together and into the kitchen. "well, it's getting kinda late so if you wanna head to bed you're more than welcome to." nate was always very respectful of her. having a live-in nanny that looked like her came with it's difficulties.

[lamentsarchive]

˖ ࣪ . ࿐ THE   CLAIMING     .     the  targaryens  are  closer  to  gods  than  men,  made  of  fire  and  brimstone,  the  house  that  carries  the  blood  of  the  dragon  within  their  very  veins.  jaehaera  targaryen  arrives  in  the  colors  of  her  house,  reds  and  blacks  (  and  gold  accents,  if  anyone  is  keen  on  details     —     a  public  show  of  the  castamere  -  lanniester  alliance?  or,  a  show  of  ostentatious  wealth?  ),  yet  another  display  of  white - haired  hegemony  as  her  youngest  sister  embarks  on  the  tenuous  journey  all  of  them  have  faced  yet  before.

[mephist4r]

❝ my 𝑰𝑵𝑺𝑶𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑫 sure has caused quite a 𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚞𝚜 here , has he not ? so immature . and undignified . ❞

[ruinedwild-moved]

open to : m or f .

he'd never been the social person out there even from when he was very young he would often choose to keep to himself and maintain a small group of very close friends especially after the incident. he had always been a closed off person but not to the point where he was being downright rude and standoffish towards the people around as he'd always come off as very shy instead especially after that very day that would more often than not keep replaying within his mind over & over again it had only lead him to become much more reclusive than before and retreating into his small group of friends whenever he was feeling sad or lonely which if he were to be honest had been happening to him increasingly especially after he'd left behind his small town and enroll into college all by himself in the bigger cities but he'd often choose to hide those types of feelings away often stating that he'd be ok eventually that he would just need some time alone. it was during one of those nights where he and their small group of friends were hanging out at one of their dorms for the night which for the most part had remained very peaceful and cozy as they had opted to snuggle together in blankets and watch a couple of movies on tv which was something they all desperately needed at this time with the chaos of college life sinking into themselves during their first week of being here at college they just need sometime together to relax and unwind and up until this very point everything seemed to go according to their plans as they began to settle into the movie they had chosen to watch first that night laying over the blanket across himself as he began to get cozy underneath the covers moving closer to them making sure that they still had enough room to move around on their end but he still wanted to make himself comfortable too that was until he got this faint smell of something very sweet , something very irresistible to him he almost felt like he was going crazy maybe even feral when he first smelt it he just thought that maybe ? it was just perfume but the more and more he got closer to them the stronger it got almost to the point he was salivating over it which would be odd behavior coming from him as he was not that close with them out of their friend group but he still was very friendly with them at this point no matter how many times he tried to ignore that overpowering intoxicating smell he could not ignore it any longer giving them a gentle tap on the shoulder before asking in a hushed voice as to not disturb the others watching the movie. “ hey ! i hate to bother you during the movie but can we please talk in the other room it's urgent. ”

[muutosarchive]

☽𖤐☾ open (𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲)

"𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐠! w̶h̸o̴'̴s̶ ̶ ̷r̴e̷a̴d̸y̸ ̵ ̴f̵o̸r̶ ̷ ̵a̷ ̵ ̸p̷l̴a̸y̷d̴a̶t̷e̸?̷" taunting, cutesy. floppy bunny ears alongside humming, glitching giggles. hand over her wide, gaping mouth.

[reliquiicis-a]

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  Ayato had been sitting outside of the Kamisato estate enjoying the quiet of the night, listening to the pitter patter of the rain on the rooftop, his go-to drink sitting on the table as he leaned forward onto his elbows. Ever since he had become commissioner he never really go to live his life the way he wanted and despite having grown up quite a bit, he did still have a childish side to him.

After a moment, he stood up, leaving his boba tea behind as he walked out into the rain, not even bothering about his clothes or even the possibility of getting sick. It was peaceful. He enjoyed the calming sound of each drop of rain hitting the roof, that after rain smell once it lets up, and the way water droplets cling to whatever surface they can. Ayato loved the rainy season so much and he honestly never really got to enjoy it much.

A sigh fell from his lips, running a hand through his now wet hair as he made his way over to the edge of their property, looking towards Tenshukaki in the distance.