#❪ * ✖︎ ⎯⎯⎯ open starter. ❫
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''Who needs Sinday when you are horny all the whole damn days of the week?''
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open to: anyone ( 35+ if romantic ). muse: sawyer grimshaw, 42. runs a gang. plot: our muses used to be in a gang together, but after a heist gone bad sawyer was hurt and never seen again. sawyer's started and is leading his own rival gang now. this is our muses' first time meeting in years.
IT IS NOT THE FIRST TIME, and it won't be the last, sawyer's staring into the barrel of a gun. his own points towards the enemy, but his finger trembles on the trigger slightly. he's not the sentimental type, but the eyes staring him down now are unlocking something uncomfortable in him. if he didn't know better he'd almost mistake it for compassion. « i don't love your chances, dear, » he points out, not unkindly. « i've always been a better shot than you. »
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❝ Come on, let’s get going! ❞
#//gosh i need to find more icons for this blog but anywhoo#✖open starter║others may forget you but i am haunted by your beautiful ghost others may forget you but i am haunted by your beautiful ghost
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❝ That's gonna be 10,000 berries! ❞
#✖open starter║you could let heartache harden you but you remain soft anyways & that’s a testimony in itself#✖ic║fireflies with bright ideas
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❝ How could you say that? Do you truly not see what's going on here? ❞
#//i am so excited to share the new icons & banners with the dash#✖open starter║how can i blame the cherry blossoms for rejecting this floating world & drifting away as the wind calls them?#✖ic║you depersonalize your deed & distance yourself from your guilt behind a porcelain mask made of lies & deceit
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❝ What the hell do you think you’re doing? ❞
#//i will be working on kushina's icons today so i will be lurking!#✖open starter║throw yourself to the wolves & you will learn of the tenderness in their howl & the loyalty in their blood
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❝ Good morning. Would you like some tea? ❞
#✖open starter║in silence there is power but these words are alive & writhing#✖tohru ic║a riceball in a fruits basket
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Currently wandering around the quarters, inspecting everything. Coming up with ideas on how he's going to decorate the place for Halloween.
#{ open starter. ✦ }#{ ic ; ✖ V-79 Rick }#{ this goes for both verses fdshjfkhdsjk }#{ he's found himself in a new home and he's unsure how he's going to decorate but he WILL start decorating xD }
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open to → anyone location → one of the less famous shops in diagon alley
✖ ✖ ✖ ❝ You are aware that I am an adult? ❞ Fingertips continue to trail over the ancient wooden shelf, lazily perusing the mishmash of wares the quaint little shop has to offer. Narcissa understands their question, even if she's uncertain whether or not it's meant as a barb. The blonde isn't often found alone in any corner of the world — there's usually a sister, a cousin, her mother, or ( as of late ) her fiance beside her. She had simply wanted to breathe...if only for a moment.
❝ I do not need to be escorted everywhere that I go. ❞
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𓂀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕦𝕤 𓂀
#↳ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ; ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴛʀɪᴜꜱ ✖#starter call#open starter call#indie rp starter call#indie rp blog#demetrius starter call#horror rp#supernatural rp#open to all#open to anyone
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⟶ OPEN STARTER FOR MUTUALS /
Jax had wanted to be a good father, a good man, and a good husband, but things had become twisted, and he had lost sight of everything he wanted to achieve somewhere along the way. He no longer recognized the man staring back at him when he looked in the mirror. These things, however, would never be admitted, they would never be uttered late at night when everything settled down, and things didn't seem so loud. He had a job to do — protect his Club, his family. ❝ I don't know what you want from me; I am trying here. ❞ He snapped. ❝ You don't know jack shit of what I've got on my plate right now. ❞ His words were harsh; even he knew that, but he was angry and lashing out.
He could feel the walls closing around him, knowing that it was only a matter of time before Clay's actions got the Club taken down. Why couldn't everyone else see that he was just trying to keep them on the outside — keep them free? A balled fist expressed the rage burning within his heart. ❝ I've got two guys dead and the law breathing down my neck. Don't you get that I am the one that has to deal with this fucking backlash? ❞ He inquired bitterly.
A pause soon followed his question; a long exhale breaching the silence. ❝ Look, I'm sorry, I just don't know how to make this right. ❞ He admits with a shake of his head. Every time he thought about walking away from this life the REAPER took ahold of his soul once more and brought him back and he knew that the only way he would ever leave would be in death.
The Club business was not something anyone outside of the Club needed to know, and perhaps that was why he buried secrets in his soul and the secrets he kept had a heavy weight. ❝ How much longer are we going to go through this shit before someon realizes that the common denominator is Clay? ❞
#//jax has chosen violence today rip#✖open starter║traded a merciful heart for a murderer's brain#✖ic║i was born with bones made of gunmetal & eyes made of muzzle flares & a voice made of hissing bullets
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"My fucking back hurts... I would kill for a massage right now."
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open starter ╱ m / w / nb. muse ╱ rhys dunne, 29, firefighter.
« WHAT, YOU ANGRY AT ME AGAIN ? what did i do this time, breathe too loud ? you want your friendship bracelet back ? »
#indie rp#indie starter#open indie#open starter#❛ ✖︎ — th — r dunne. °#finger slipped#he's my l*gan echolls coded douchebag with commitment issues and a fat heart
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❝ I believe in you! You can do this. ❞
#//rest of the starters to come soon!#✖open starter║others may forget you but i am haunted by your beautiful ghost#✖ic║花の色はうつりにけりないたづらにわが身世にふるながめせしまに
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❝ Shut up! ❞ She demanded with anger, eyes narrowing ever so slightly in an attempt to hold back bitter tears. Arms soon folded over her chest as she shook her head.❝ You shouldn't talk about things you know nothing about! ❞ Sharp inflections accompanied her word. It had felt like a long time since she felt this much rage burn in her chest.
#✖open starter║you could let heartache harden you but you remain soft anyways & that’s a testimony in itself#✖ic║fireflies with bright ideas
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❝ What did you hope to gain coming here at this hour? ❞
#✖open starter║how can i blame the cherry blossoms for rejecting this floating world & drifting away as the wind calls them?#✖ic║you depersonalize your deed & distance yourself from your guilt behind a porcelain mask made of lies & deceit
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