#Starters;

[amiratalks]

Sorry? What? Oh, well, yes, this man is bothering me, but it's nothing I can't handle. No, really, it's fine, don't worry about it. What I was trying to explain to him is that I don't technically have a membership, but the pretty blonde over in the corner - Cassie, that's her name - she said I'm welcome to use her equipment and tag along on any of her classes any time. Thus, not needing a membership. Meaning that it's none of this guy's bloody business what I'm doing here. And yet, he continues talking? Bizarre, isn't it?

[loudenver]

And he was like, it's pronounced 'Nah-buh-kov', and listen - he was really fuckin' hot - but my ass was like, "It's pronounced Nah-bow-kov". I just couldn't let that slide, y'know? Anyway, he didn't ask me out again.

[callowaymp3]

These lyrics are starting to sound less Bob Dylan and more My Immortal, the... fanfiction... not the song. The song is a fucking masterpiece.

[chessyhoward]

So she's been locking herself in her room ever since Taylor released You're Losing Me from the vault. Not really locking her door, we have an open door policy. But it's like, the lyrics are so sad and last week she told me she thought boys were icky, so, who hurt her? Anyway... what was your question? Oh, the sugar and stirrers are over there, I think.

[particlexxdealer]

starter | @psyknife

It had been several years since Scott raised a baby, and thankfully Cassie was a good first run. So long as she had help to toot, she was happy and vocal. Second time around, he was rusty. Good thing muscle memory was a thing, otherwise he would be as self-conscious as Hope was with their little bean, Oliver. Because of this, it was unanimous she would be the first to return to work, while Scott stayed home with his flexible schedule with X-CON.

One little quirk Scott was beginning to notice with his Ollie-bean, not how chubby he was for his age, or the fact he eats like he's always starving. Rather, his preferred way of sleeping. Elevated, neck supported with one hand, and his body resting on Scott's other hand and forearm almost like a hammock. Oliver would sleep through his naps in this position, good for developing his routine. Only drawback for Scott, was how stiff his arms would get afterwards. You try holding an nine-pound baby on your forearm for three hours.

Slowly falling asleep on the cushy glider Hope was gifted at their baby shower, Scott tried his best to stay awake. But he hasn't had his afternoon coffee kick, and if he broke his son's sleep cycle, he'll regret it later. Envious, of the small chunky human in his arms, sleeping peacefully in his Very Hungry Caterpillar onesie. You're lucky you're cute, he thought to himself.

Another relief, lowering the volume on their doorbell. "It's open." Scott raised his voice slightly, baby twitched a moment.

[vactiontown]

oi, amigos! STARTER CALL preguiçoso.

comente (🎺) para um starter baseado em música. deixa só o(s) arroba(s) se quiser um starter com um char aleatório dos meus (vou sortear). especifique se quiser algum em especial, aqui está a lista de chars.

comente (🌍) + um lugar para um starter em um lugar específico da cidade ou proximidades. deixa só o(s) arroba(s) se quiser um starter com um char aleatório dos meus (vou sortear). especifique se quiser algum em especial, aqui está a lista de chars.

comente (🩵) + uma emoção [happy, flirty, angry, scared, sad, drunk...] para um starter focado em tal sentimento. deixa só o(s) arroba(s) se quiser um starter com um char aleatório dos meus (vou sortear). especifique se quiser algum em especial, aqui está a lista de chars.

OBS: não me importo de ficar com mais de um chat em algum char. só quero interagir mais!

[spideygwennie]

🕸️🕷️ — 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 — @wovendeath

She slips back into Earth-616, turning back toward the portal opening, making sure this time, nothing followed her in. Although, it would make her life so much easier if something did follow her back into Earth 616, back where it came from. God, she wished it was that easy. Sadly, the portal opening grew smaller and smaller until it fizzled out, closing the gap between dimensions. Nothing slipped out, and stayed hidden in her world. Her eyes felt weary behind the mask.

Taking a deep exhale, Gwen turned back around and in the motion began slipping her backpack off her shoulders and dig. Grabbing onto a clear bag of burner phones, inspecting each phone before finding the one she needed. Thank god, battery's still good. Plenty to make a phone call. Jesus, what time was it here anyway? Would he even answer? What if he did? It's been a long time, maybe he doesn't have that number anymore. Before she could let anymore doubt linger, she flipped the phone open and scrolled down in contacts to find the one in question, and pressed call. The answering machine, undecided whether that was a good thing. Too late now, the tone dinged, do I want to leave a message?

Hey— it's Gwen. I- I know I shouldn't be calling this number unless it's an emergency but- I think… I think I need help. And not the kind I can get from Peter, he doesn't know him like you do, it's- it's bad. And I feel completely out of my element here.

Her voice felt wet, tired. That's not how she wanted to sound like. Like a child who can't clean up their mess (was it even hers to being with?). Gwen slipped the hood off her head, sighing heavily and grasping to keep her composure.

Your Jackal's back. He found out I exist and snuck into my universe and he— I can't find him and I just— I need him out. He's already made a mess atop of this other fuckin' pile of crap I have going on and I can't—

Don't rant. Just get your point across. She took another breath, fingers pressing into her eye sockets.

Look— No one knows him better than you. And once I find him, you and Peter can do whatever you want with him, he's not my problem after that just— I need him gone. And like, I get it okay? I get it. You probably have something else going on, and you don't need to get dragged into something from your past, much less it's not your concern, I get it if you don't want to or don't have the time, just— you were the first person I could think of.

Another sigh exhaled from her lips.

Anyway, I'll be around for a while, y-you can call me back on this number, or you can find me in the park- not sure what this one's called in your world but I'll be around if —

BEEEEP.

Fuck-! You rambled, after you said you wouldn't. Classic Stacy move. Always going over. She can berate herself later though, anxiously waiting on pins and needles seemed to be the next thing on the agenda in tormenting the defeated Ghost-Spider.

[moonpierces]

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Brian tried not to wake them up when his dreams made him toss and turn, choosing to make some coffee and start his day earlier than needed. If he was exhausted, maybe he'd sleep through the night. "You can go back to bed, baby. You don't need to be up with me."

[justamug]

{ Starter for @atimelesslullaby​  }

“Excuse me miss, but do you happen to know where I am? I was exploring the forest for a bit and saw the castle. I didn’t think anyone would actually be here though...”

[poqu]

torchic and piplup play in the water

[retrogamingblog2]

[hinamie]

sympathy for cain

[loudenver]

Thanks for comin' out tonight, Pops. And thanks for laughing at that joke, gotta remember that oversharing is sometimes more awkward than funny. How did I do, darlin'?

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

so i dont usually go on reddit

but has someone on the dungeon meshi subreddit figured out more detailed recipe amounts of the pan-steamed bread that senshi makes in the orc episode?

once we run low on bread in my household I wanna make some anime-ass bread

[zukaichu]

Significant otter 🦦🦦

Thought I might share this piece on here too ^-^

[particlexxdealer]

starter | @wxspish

Okay, Scott knew about the nesting period people go through during the final stages of pregnancy, Maggie went through it. Hope and he have read about it to prepare. However, seeing it in action, was completely different. He had a feeling his expectation for Hope's method of nesting wouldn't match reality. He was right. They never warn you about how- stubborn or aggressive someone can be during this period. Hope hardly rested before pregnancy, always something for her to do. Why did he think it would change when she was carrying heavy weight?

Not sure why, but Scott found himself waking up in the night. Awake, and sleeping alone in their bed. He sighed heavily before slipping his pajama pants on and a t-shirt. Heading downstairs toward where he knew his wife would be restlessly cleaning. "Babe," Scott groaned exasperated as he turned the corner. "Do you know what time it is? Please get back to bed." He pleaded.