#⸤🍒⸣ ┊ open starters.

[cherriedcola]

🍒 open to: f / m / nb. 25+

🍒 plot: constantine is the vampiric owner of a private club / safe haven for vampires. your muse is also a vampire (recently turned, or starving, or did not know there were others out there, etc.) that has stumbled in.

it did not take long for the sounds of a scuffled to cut through the music and laughter and other nosies of pleasure in order to reach his ears. annoyance scrawls across his face when he leaves his booth to swiftly make his way towards the front of the club, only for surprise to overtake his features upon seeing what was unfolding. beneath the weight of his bouncer lies a figure he has not seen before, shaking like a frightened dog. immediately, constantine exerts sympathy and gestures his bouncer away. a light from within the club sweeps through the air, momentarily haloing him in bright gold as he approaches. ❝ come here, pet. ❞ he commands in a soft voice, gesturing them up onto their knees. reaching out, he holds their chin and tilts it up slightly so as to study them, pulling back the corner of their lips with his thumb so as to gaze upon their secret. he is met with perfectly white and pointed fangs, of which he gives them a warm smile. ❝ how beautiful you are... ❞ still his voice remains soft, comforting. and with one last gentle stroke to their cheek, he removes his hand, but still remains standing close. ❝ where have you come from, i wonder. ❞

[cherrygrxves]

open to f | about jordan | muses are out to eat.

"babe, please don't trip on this waitress - she's just being friendly."

[aencrgy]

╰     ‘ open starter … ’

━━ ⟢ muse: jang daeil; cozinheiro e sócio da livraria-café sabores de papel, 28 anos.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‹ ‘ 🥐 ˙ .  —— dias como aquele eram os melhores na opinião do jang. o movimento na parte da cafeteria de seu estabelecimento estava tranquilo, ao ponto dele ter tempo o suficiente para experimentar receitas novas. e como daeil gostava de fazer isso! a cozinha era seu habitat natural, e ele misturava os diferentes ingredientes com uma habilidade impressionante, sem desperdiçar coisa alguma, até o timer anunciar que tudo estava pronto. em seguida, montou uma mesa no meio do café com vários tabuleiros de rocambole de cereja e creme, biscoitos amanteigados de morango e copos com soda italiana de diversos sabores, colocando uma placa na entrada da loja. degustação do novo menu por apenas 25 reais.ㅤ❛ㅤvamos, entrem! garanto que está tudo muito gostoso. se você discordar, não precisa pagar.ㅤ❜ㅤ

[mikrokosmcs]

seo  yerik  -  humano  -  estudiante  de  fotografía  -  22  años  -  bisexual  -  he/him open  to:  m/m,  m/f,  m/nb

-  —Esta  es  mi  foto  favorita  de  ti…  —  -no  realmente,  pero  al  menos  si  era  la  que  podía  mostrarle  en  público.  La  colección  de  Yerik  rayaba  lo  insano,  porque  de  eso  se  trataba,  de  su  propia  insanidad  y  obsesión  con  ciertas  personas  y  los  altares  que  les  construía  con  fotografías  que  ni  ellos  sabían  les  eran  tomadas.  Pero  su  cara  de  ángel  y  sonrisa  gentil,  le  salvaban  de  cualquier  conjetura  negativa.  -  —¿Te  gustaría  enmarcarla  o  quieres  ver  otras? 

[13urningstars]

GENERAL TAGS ☄. *. ⋆

[rosyzhaos]

basic tag drop 🍒 / 001 .

[succubeats]

Tag dump!

[poisonrequiem]

sounds of flesh ripping echo throughout the room, teeth tearing apart the body within her grasp. hunger seems to be 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴.

[boppinbabe]

Tag dump!

[sacredpit]

new tag dump bc all my tags have been yeeted into the void (1/2)

VERSES:

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  ?   /   undetermined .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝗶   /   post - stardust crusaders .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝗶𝗶   /   stardust  crusaders .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝗶𝗶𝗶   /   diamond  is  unbreakable .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝗶𝘃   /   vento  aureo   &   stone  ocean .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝘃   /   modern   &   university .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝘃𝗶   /   assassin .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲  𝘃𝗶𝗶   /   kitsune .   】

WRITING:

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   replies .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   unprompted  answers .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   prompted  answers .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   prompts .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   closed  starters .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   open  starters .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   headcanons   &   metadata .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   shitposts .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀   /   dash  commentary .   】

VISUALS:

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘆   /   likeness .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘆   /   hierophant  green .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘆   /   aesthetics .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘆   /   stardust crusaders .   】

【   *  🍒  教皇    ›    ❛   𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘆   /   miscellaneous .   】

[boingdeguayava]

* 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.

— wang an, cuarenta y cinco años, diseñadora de ropa.

"No te ofendas, o hazlo, no me importa, pero tu atuendo es realmente horrible" una mueca se describió en sus labios por un ínfimo momento. Era detestable la imagen frente a ella. La elección de prendas parecía un montón de estropajos al azar sobre le contrarie.

[cherriedcola]

🍒 open to: f / nb, 40+.

🍒 plot: classic having a crush on your best friend's mom trope.

he doesn't mean to stare, but how could he not? her soft skin warming underneath the sun's rays with only a few pieces of fabric covering what little she leaves to the imagination — she's a goddess. once he realizes he's been standing across the street doing nothing but stare for the past five minutes, he quickly shakes himself out of his thoughts and crosses over to his friend's house. his friend had a quick errand to run and told him to meet at their house for a gaming sesh later, but avery couldn't help but arrive early, if just to talk with their mom for a little bit. when he approaches, he gives her a wave once she notices him.

[cherrygrxves]

open to m | about lilliana | based x

"if you want me to go, then you need to tell me to leave."

[aencrgy]

╰     ‘ open starter … ’

━━ ⟢ muse: angel butler; vampire malkavian, 47 anos.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‹ ‘ 🍟 ˙ .  —— aquela era uma cena comum vindo delu, mas muito perturbadora para os outros vampiros. angel devorava sua terceira bandeja de fast food, a boca suja com uma mistura de maionese e ketchup, como se isso fosse algo normal para alguém como elu.ㅤ❛ㅤas coisas estão tão tediosas essas noites, não acha? sinto falta de um pouco de ação, ou, sei lá, uma festa. acha que a príncipe crane toparia fazer um baile?ㅤ❜ㅤperguntou para a pessoa ao seu lado sem se preocupar muito se era um cainita ou um mortal, mergulhando a batata frita gordurosa no milkshake e levando-a até a boca.ㅤ❛ㅤse ela não topar, vou precisar fazer algo drástico. noites paradas assim são um péssimo sinal.ㅤ❜ㅤ

[mikrokosmcs]

kim  wonseok  -  humano  -  pandillero  /  mesero  en  un  bar  -  22  años  -  bisexual  -  he/him open  to:  m/m,  m/f,  m/nb

Wonseok  deja  salir  el  humo  del  cigarrillo  con  dirección  al  cielo,  la  pared  en  su  espalda  que  conectaba  el  exterior  con  el  bar  retumbaba  por  la  música  y  sus  ojos,  se  fijan  en  la  figura  que  se  aproxima  en  el  callejón.  -  —Tengo  un  break  de  diez  minutos,  si  no  me  dejas  ni  terminar  el  cigarrillo,  voy  a  aniquilarte  y  luego  a  mí  mismo  —  -su  tono  carecía  de  vida,  aburrido  y  desinteresado. 

[yamamasjumpercables]

At The Bodega

Miles!Morales!1610 x Fem!Reader

Warnings: one cuss word 🍒

a/n: I have left this in my drafts for too long

Miles wakes up to the sound of his late alarm blaring in his ears. Already being 10 minutes late for school Miles quickly puts his school uniform on, tucking his spider suit underneath textbooks. Miles rushes down the steps of the building where he lives, zipping up his backpack and texting Ganke that he will be late for first period. An ache in miles starts to arise. What’s 5 more minutes anyway, plus it’s study hall no one actually gets work done in there. Miles opens the door to the bodega, saying hi to the owner of the store before he gets his food. Miles goes to the back of the store looking for his favorite drink. Miles hears grunts coming from the left of him, and there you were. When miles laid his eyes on you it was like he was dreaming. Even though you were so concentrated on getting the drink from the higher shelf, he can still see the beauty in your face. “Um hey do you think you can help me get this” You say taking Miles out of his thoughts. Miles mouth quickly dries up. He didn’t know what to say. He can’t embarrass himself because first impressions are everything. He wonders what school you go to. He looks at your bookbag and see all the pins it has on it. Has he been staring too long at you. All these thoughts running through his poor overcrowded head. “Hello, can you help me” You ask waving your hand in Miles face. “Oh um yea I can help you” Miles says snapping out of his overwhelming thoughts. Miles goes to grab the drink that you wanted and hands it to you, giving you a soft smile. “Thank you” You say smiling back. Miles is so focused on your smile, he blocked out all the sounds around him. “I’m gonna go” You say awkwardly. “Oh yea I’m sorry if I was staring” Miles says embarrassed, scratching his neck. “I mean is there something on my face” You ask him confused, touching your face. “no I just think you’re very pretty- wait no I didn’t mean that- well I did mean that because you are very beautiful, and I’m here telling a stranger that they’re beautiful” Miles rambles on. “Hey it’s ok, if it makes you feel any better I think you’re pretty as well” You say with a soft smile on your face. “You do” Miles says a little shocked. You nodded. You finally hear the microwave beep, letting you know your food is ready. You go to the counter to pay for your food, but remembered you forgot your cash at home. “I’ll pay for you” Miles says taking out a few bucks from his pocket. “You don’t have to” You say putting miles money back in his pocket. “No I insist” Miles says giving the cashier the money. “Thank you, how can I make it up to you” You say putting your food in your tote for later. “Well for starters you can give me your name” Miles says confidently. “My name is Y/“ You were cut off by your alarm going off for school. “Shit I have to go, maybe I’ll see you here again pretty boy” You say smiling, waking out the bodega. It’s definitely safe to say miles was left with and 3 dollars and blooming crush on you.

First time writing for Miles Morales, I wanted to expand my writing just a smidge. So hopefully you guys like it<3