#I hope this starter is okay!

[clown-demon]

@demon-blood-youths

"My dear friend~! It's been a while since we've met~! I've gone through such CHANGES in my life, amazing ones~! I am married now and I worked for the Armed Detective Agency~! Neat, huh~?" Sure he wasn't able to kill freely like he used to... But Nikolai dealt with that by going to other lands to have some fun.

"How have you been, Shrika-chan~? Good, I hope~?"

[bejordan]

˖✩ — ( @bexsua )

the last few weeks had been very intense for the young male; intense with very disappointing results as for that matter. although he was somewhat free of stress, the idea of jewlery shopping would change his mood for the better. he had planned on replacing a few accessories for a while now, but never gave himself the chance to do so. now, he was able to reward himself of the opportunity with a new friend by his side.

𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐍 thought a jewlery making shop would be the best for the duo to have a relaxing day — especially since they both share the same interest for their love of jewlery.

after their arrival to the shop and being greeted by the employees, they were then taken to a table. there were accessories and everything you could name available to let your mind roam free on the jewlery piece of your choice. it was definitely 𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐍’s happy place and hope 𝐒𝐔𝐀 would enjoy it just as much.

“places like this full of cool jewlery will always leave your pockets very angry but it’s always so satisfying being here.” he joked.

[jutulssuccessor]

Fjor was on a business trip in America when he crossed paths with a stunning woman. He'd been lounging around the pool area of a classy hotel when he saw her. Mustering up his courage, the heir of Jutul Industries approached the stranger. "Why is a beautiful woman like yourself all alone? I could spend time with you if you'd like some company." He reached up to rub the back of his neck and tried to exude confidence. @bhloodcbxrnh

[gorewebs]

if katherine had one thing then that's connections . finding one orphan's parents shouldn't be much of a challenge especially when said orphan holds the ticket to something this vampiress *𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 desires .

visiting new orleans was a risk even when klaus was ever so busy in mystic falls and the town's new management aka marcel made it extra complicated but hey , it's worth it ...

❝ will you trust me already ? ❞ coyness in her tone , transmitted through the phone call clear as day , mixed with reputation should make an affirmative answer difficult to utter and katherine knew that . ❝ i'm strutting around the french quarter as we speak , following a lead —❞ was that true ? well , it wasn't a lie just not the whole truth . ❝— now will you stop calling me every two seconds like an ex boyfriend that won't go away ? ❞

with enhanced hearing like theirs , the bells of an opening door can be heard as katherine enters a store . the hustle of new orlean's streets quietening down .

@fightforbetter

[blooddrinkingbartender]

Declawed no More (closed for theotherrookie)

for @theotherrookie

This was so much fun.

The rude man who blew smoke in his face was now stuck vomiting every time he caught a whiff of a cigarette. An extra hundred dollars was in his wallet thanks to forcing a wife's affair out into the open (and then of course, making the husband forget, just as he agreed), and that nasty woman who called him a f-slur a few days back was now convinced she had a trap around her mouth and would crush her head if she dared open it too much.

But there was still more he wanted to do. Punching that fae man had not been enough. No, he had come to that conclusion. It would be fun to play with him a little, much like a cat would play with a mouse.

His head was held high and small smile was on his face as he opened the door to the flower shop. Lucien would be working. He usually was.

[avastyetwats]

Vampire AU Starter for @fornassau <3

—————

“What about him, Captain?”

Golden orbs looked in the direction his Quartermaster had gestured, taking a moment to observe the man in question. He stood from the table he’d been sat at with some other men and a couple of whores, and the second he stepped forward, he stumbled. He grabbed onto the table for support and laughed while his men laughed at him, clearly inebriated which had Flint grimacing. “Too intoxicated.” Which he was not in the mood for tonight. He was fucking starving, but not enough to make himself drunk. Or high. Which many of these men currently were. If not incredibly aroused thanks to the whores scattered about. Their minds were filled with nothing but filth and it disgusted the Captain to the point of silencing them.

“That one?” Gates nodded to another that just walked by them and Flint followed his line of sight, watching.

He wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Smells as though he hasn’t had a bath in days. Weeks, even.”

He heard his Quartermaster sigh. “Captain, most of these men, if not all of them, have likely not bathed in several days.” Why did he have to be so damn picky? Oh right, because he was a vampire.

Flint shoots him a glare. “You think me picky, but would you not want to enjoy your meal? Or would you be content with molded bread and meat?”

Gate huffs. “I hate when you do that.”

Flint grins, knowing he was talking about the mind reading. “A habit. Forgive me.” He chuckles and Gate rolls his eyes, but there’s a smirk there now. He was the only man - the only human and, quite honestly, being - that James Flint trusted. They’d been friends for years now, sailing together for just as long, and he was the only one that knew of his Captain’s… condition. He’s kept his secret for this long and was always good at removing any suspicion among the ship that Flint may not be human. He was simply a different Captain from all others. Both highly respected and feared. His name was known far and wide and here in Nassau, especially.

He wasn’t the only Vampire, of course, but he was the only vampire pirate Captain. There was no other like him.

The doors to the tavern open and in walk some more men, more pirates and Flint’s hums, nodding in their direction. “Him.” He mutters, eyes darkening as his hunger grows, following his target - his soon-to-be-meal - as he takes a seat at one of the empty tables with his mates.

Gates groans. “Really, Captain? Him?“ He clearly wasn’t approving of his choice. And for good reason. “Captain Vane has already taken notice of some of his crewmen goin’ missing and because you’re his favorite person,” that was said with heavy sarcasm. “He’s sure you’ve got somethin’ to do with it. Now, if you could please explain to me, as to why you’re so keen on making that worse?”

Flint heard his Quartermaster’s words, grinning the entire time but not bothering to look at him. Especially not when he walked in. Charles fucking Vane. Flint’s grin grew wider, fangs almost bearing. Gates was right. Flint knew that and that’s exactly why he wanted that particular man. Because he enjoyed fucking with Charles Vane. His greatest rival, his biggest threat, and the most powerful of Captains and men, aside from himself, of course. They’d been enemies for a long while now - always trying to one up the other and trying to take the biggest prize. Trying to become the biggest and baddest name in Nassau and on all the seven seas.

But there was more to it than that… more to them. Though neither would ever fucking admit it. But deep down, Flint knew. And the way his cock hardened from the mere sight of him sometimes made that obvious, but only to himself.

Finally, he looked to Gates, his eyes even darker now and his voice a low, hungry growl. “I want him.”

[prophecyprompts]

#PHYSICAL. for when muses need some extra support & self-esteem lifts. all terms are gender-neutral.

hi, pretty.

good morning, handsome.

well, aren't you a beauty?

your eyes are so lovely…

i wish you could see what i see.

please smile more, it's beautiful.

you're pretty even when you cry.

you are the most attractive person in this room. maybe this building. maybe this area, actually.

your body is beautiful because it's yours. don't forget that.

may i touch you? i want to see if you're truly real.

you look like a dream.

my pretty girl / boy / (muse's name).

your hands are nice… n-not like that! i mean, uh..

you don't need makeup or fancy jewelry or fancy clothes. you're perfect, okay?

[fem-nomenal]

Closed starter for @the-expatriate

Lydia entered the ballroom, surrounded by those whose wealth far exceeded her own. Despite being a minor mythological creature, she didn’t have nearly as much wealth as say, a vampire who beens laundering for thousands of years, or a goblin price hiking people for random curios.

She sighed, hoping her sleeved dress covered her back well enough, steeling her courage and walking around the benefit for a bit, finding her spot for dinner with a neat little nameplate on the table. Most tables were set for anywhere from 2-6 people; it seemed Lydia was set in the 2s section.

She sat down, wondering when she was going to meet the other who’d be joining her for dinner at the exotic animals benefit. She didn’t have money, but it was a black tie event, so if you fit the dress code and applied early enough, you could get in.

[inkshadow]

❝ yes, yes, i'll pick some up on the way - ❞ his words are cut short as chance dealt his fate today, his eyes locking on a girl whose face still haunts him in his dreams in the most beautiful way. couldn't focus on his mother's words that continue to trickle from his phone before he tells her that he needs to go, as if he needed to focus on something while waiting for his coffee order. she was on a date this time... at the very place he introduced her to. despite the pain ebbing in his chest, he supposed that karmic retribution was the only thing that could make this right, and he had no reason to be jealous. not after he'd ghosted her for months on end.

closed starter for @vvhimsicals

[thehxrkness]

@magicaemaxima started following you

Agatha was used to running into other witches by now, but this time, she was more on guard than normal. She had just recently learned of her pregnancy - not by man or spell - and felt a fierce need to keep her unborn safe. Especially now, as she looked at the far older witch before her, someone she could tell she couldn't just trick into blasting her...not that she probably should now that her body was just a housing for a life growing within.

"I...ask you leave me be. You are more powerful than I."

This was her attempt at dodging the other, so she wouldn't be asked if she was the witch killer, the one woman that no other witch could ever trust.

[kg2hub]

🎭 Kindergala Starter Prompts!

here's a collection of prompts you can send into people's ask boxes to interact with them if you don't know what to say, or find it easier to just copy & paste something and send it!! :D

ofc, feel free to change, alter, or expand on these prompts if needed! these are all for different scenarios, but i'm sure you can figure which ones are which from context :'''D

❝Your mask is cool! What's it supposed to be of?❞

❝Ew. What are you doing here?❞

❝Are you... supposed to be me?❞

❝Oh my god. I am so sorry! I didn't mean to spill my drink on you!❞

❝This is really weird... You remind me of someone I know. But different.❞

❝Have we met before?❞

❝There's so many people... I'm getting kind of nervous.❞

❝What are you doing all by yourself? The party's over there.❞

❝Is it really you...? I thought you were dead!❞

❝Oh no, you are not getting the last slice of cake if I have anything to say about it! It's mine!❞

❝Fancy seeing you here. I didn't think we'd meet again.❞

❝I didn't know they let plebians in.❞

❝Why are you so old?❞

❝I remember being that young. I wouldn't ever go back to that.❞

❝Excuse me? I don’t think that's a very nice thing to say.❞

❝I noticed you staring at me for a while... Why?❞

❝I thought I should say hi to everyone here! So hi!❞

❝What even is up with all this multiverse stuff... Have you ever thought about it, like, on a philosophical level?❞

❝So... any mysteries from your world you can spill about to a total stranger?❞

❝I'm under a lot of stress here, so can you stop being so annoying!?❞

❝Do you think past lives are real?❞

❝How do you feel about dying?❞

❝I wish I got a better mask... Mine doesn't fit me that well.❞

❝You're carrying a lot of food there! Need some help?❞

❝Man... I hate the 'no violence' rule. Do you know what I'd do if that wasn't a thing?❞

❝You look like you're having fun! Can I join you?❞

❝You just look like you need some company. I can sit with you for however long you need.❞

❝Did you bring a date for the gala?❞

❝I'd really like to dance with you... Do you feel the same?❞

❝So. We're in the void, huh? I've never been here before...❞

❝You have a nice outfit. Very fancy! I want your style so bad!❞

❝I feel kind of silly, all dressed up for something like this... How about you?❞

❝I came here alone... Can I hang out around you and just be friends for tonight?❞

❝Whoa, hold up! What are you doing?? Isn't that dangerous!?❞

❝I'm about to pull the biggest prank ever, but I need some help. Are you in?❞

❝I bet I can chug all the punch in less than a minute. Wanna watch?❞

❝I'm glad I'm here with you. I'm glad we're here. Coming to this place with you was the best idea, truly."

❝—Wait, is it your birthday? Happy birthday!! Good place to have your party, huh?❞

❝I didn't actually want to come... I was dragged here, kicking and screaming.❞

❝I didn't think I'd have this much fun, but I am!❞

❝Hold on for a second— Your mask is crooked. And there's no mirror nearby... Can I fix it for you?❞

❝...Have you been in the bathroom this whole time?❞

❝Where have you been!? I've missed you!❞

❝Hey, my favourite song's on! Have you ever heard of them?❞

❝Do you think we'll get kicked out if we put ghost pepper powder on all the food and drinks?❞

❝There's so much space to run around and be free! Let loose a little, okay?❞

❝I guess we can't play hide and seek here... Unless you can turn invisible or something. —Wait, can you turn invisible??❞

❝I challenge you to a duel!❞

❝I wanna dance so bad... I'm so scared, though. I'll probably look terrible. I have zero sense of rhythm! I can't dance!❞

❝My group needs someone to take our picture! Can you do it? We'll treat you after, if you want!❞

❝I can't believe I cancelled plans for this.❞

❝Wow... How are you so cool?? I can't believe I'm meeting someone like you!❞

❝What did one mask say to the other? 'I got you covered!'❞

❝I don't think I've been this... calm... in a long time.❞

❝You have such a beautiful smile.❞

❝Jeez, you look like you really need to talk to someone. Like a therapist, maybe?❞

❝I took too much food at the snack bar... Do you want some? Please? I'm begging you, I seriously can't eat all this myself—❞

❝Do you ever know someone, but you don't really know them?❞

❝We might have gotten off on the wrong foot. Can we start over?❞

❝You just arrived? Welcome to the Kindergala! You're a bit late, so the dessert might be all gone if we don't hurry—!❞

❝Did anyone lose a wallet?❞

❝—Hey, is this yours? You dropped this while you were walking.❞

❝I am not cute. Don't you dare call me that.❞

❝I always do something funny before a picture is taken so the smiles are more genuine.❞

❝I thought there would be more adults here. Why is this a daycare??❞

❝The real question is... Where's Waldo?❞

❝...I can't read this. Can you read? What does it say?❞

❝...Sorry, who are you, again?❞

❝Come on, don't look at me like that!❞

❝Coming here was a lot nicer than I thought it'd be!❞

❝This place is so... away from everything. Like, in a good way. It's cozy and quiet— Can I stay here too?❞

❝Would anyone notice if we just take a nap, right here, right now?❞

❝I... brought a gift for you. I hope you like it! Here you go!❞

❝You should let your hair down more often.❞

[fxckin-blackbeard]

A Stormy Evening

|| @pyramultimuse - Killian Jones ||

ᒥ🌟ᒧ—        A storm had been brewing, Edward knew it was coming the moment he went out to the stable to water and feed the horse that morning. The soft breeze, the eerie quiet in the trees, and one glance to the clouds in the sky he was certain. He was excited, truthfully. A wild storm brought him peace and calm. His time at sea taught him many men feared a storm, but never did Edward. Wild winds, unforgiving and ruthless waves, and unrelenting rain brought him nothing but a sense of belonging, as though the sea itself reflected his soul for what it was.

That evening, once the torrential rain and whipping winds had begun, he found himself slipping outside. Now, there he laid on the side of the fountain in the garden. One arm hung down in the fountain's water, swaying back and forth to feel the movement of the water against his skin. On his back, brown hues stare up at the grey clouds, Edward drifting off deep into his thoughts. Silver hair, dampened by the rain, splayed out over the marble, no longer able to be blown by the wind.

The man draws in a deep breath, taking in the scent of wet moss, leaves, and soil surrounding him. He can hear the sound of rain drops dancing on green leaves of the forest, only for the wind to whistle through mere moments later.

While he missed the soothing rock of the ship by swells, the creaking of old wood, and the smell of fresh salt on those wild winds, he had to admit enjoying a storm in the woods was nearly as soothing as it would be on the deck of the Queen Anne. It was certainly different, from sounds and smells, but it wasn't terrible.

Edward's head lulls to the side, and he watches rain disturb the surface of the fountain's water. It was no raging sea, but a look of calm and peace on his face said he didn't seem to care. And so, he'd happily enjoy the storm there on the fountain, arm lazily moving through the water as he continues to watch the downpour on the surface.

[quentafeanorians]

@thehealingfinwe

The lord of Himring strode through his fortress with haste, and with such expression upon his face none dared come too near, let alone interrupt his purpose. Those who saw him pass through the corridors tensed and wondered what ill news their lord must have heard, or what sights have seen, to put such stern frown upon his brow, to purse his lips into that thin of a line, to fill his step with such galled determination.

Maitimo did not slow down in his pursuit nor spoke a word to a single soul, not until he has reached his brother's room. He entered in a rude fashion, foregoing a knock or any warning, and swinging the door open with force. Thereupon his resolve wavered, an ugly tremor coursing across his body, and his expression crumbling to that of pain.

He slammed the door shut behind himself and collapsed to his knees in front of his brother.

[teddy-byrne]

Wait here, she said. Teddy hadn't the slightest clue what Daphne was thinking by suggesting he helped her in the testing of her potion, but he owed her too much at this point to say no and he would much prefer for her to do this safely. Ergo choose him and not ..Christopher.

As he paced around her cosy livingroom, his mind was flooded with the many outcomes and possibilities to result from this. He knew Daphne. She would likely not accept money for it, much less having the rosu's control who has access to it, but they could always aid her financially and that way, put their name on it. Walking up to a shelf, the vampire picked up a frame, looking down at what appeared to be a picture of a couple and pausing.

@daphne-blackwood

[kit-just-kit]

*(Closed starter for @adsagsona - Conwoman verse)*

While his back was turned, she hoisted herself up on the barstool, took a fifty from her purse and laid it out on the bartop, then fixed on a beaming smile. He might not be that happy to see her, but the money would help make him amenable to her proposition.

"Hello Gann, it's been a while" Kit greeted, sliding the bill nearer. "I'll take a Grey Goose, double, on the rocks please?".

[pushspacetocontinue]

Eclipse - Villain Verse thread for icangiveyouanything

@icangiveyouanything

The interviews had been a perfect start to getting his messages across to the world. People liked him, as much as it felt strange to admit to himself. Audiences were receptive to what he had to say as he answered questions. Of course, he had to pretend he was just as confused as everyone else when it came to his miraculous recovery from the long coma. Not everyone could know the truth about how he was given this second chance to save them all from themselves.

Not yet anyway.

It was a quiet day for the time being. He sat on his balcony, a small smile on his face as he watched the sunset with a cup of hot chocolate in his hands. But then he felt a familiar presence in the air, and the smile grew just a bit wider.

"I think we have an old friend visiting, Misty."

"Meee..."