#heath: starter

[ediblepansy]

location: mess hall muse: heath and your pick! @conquermadness

There was a sharp, bright sound coming from the large silver bowl Heath was currently at play with. Sizzling french fries landed inside, fresh from the fryer. Heath had made it his mission to discover and create the best chips recipe, perfection was his own quest. With cooking, an unending one.

"This is how I serve them--with a dash of salt." For the masses... but he wasn't serving the masses at this moment. "What topping do you prefer? Sweet, savory... I got it all. Or I could make a dip?"

[hellonexrth]

open to all ! event: laurie & hope's wedding reception

It was in his nature to stand outside the bar, eyes peeled, making sure that absolutely no one got into the establishment that wasn't invited. Even though they'd enlisted the help of other supernatural body guards, Heath didn't trust them more than he trusted himself. And despite Hope's constant wishing that he'd stayed dead—which he'd assumed was in good nature, but honestly could never tell—he did want the event to go smoothly for her and her husband.

So, he leaned against the brick wall near the entrance and kept his eyes glued to the invitations as they were shown, scanning the faces to make sure they were familiar—and not in a you look like someone who almost tried to kill me kind of way.

[grcveyacd]

open — anyone! muse — heath anderson, 35, assistant soccer coach for norte dame. plot— i've been wanting a love, rosie type plot for a while now. so, i figured i would whip a starter up for it!

“ so, how was your flight? “ he wastes no time picking up their bag, and effortlessly slinging it over his shoulder, somewhat glad that they had decided to pack light. though, with it only being a weekend trip, he figured that not much was really needed to get them through the next few days. “ did you manage to get any sleep, or did your seat buddy talk about the meaning of life with you again? “ he teases, shoulder playfully bumping into theirs. “ we have a party to crash in a few hours so you’ll have time to squeeze in a nap if you need it. “ 

[hardtchill]

Do you think Angel City will sign Tobin if she didn't retire?

they dropped 400k on a teenager and have the tactical sense of a sea slug so i can't imagine why they wouldn't...

[knotfodder]

@leagueofheros

Arthur had a fairly simple life. Followed a fairly simple routine. Wake up, feed his familiar whatever is left of the dry food before he begins to badger him for the wet food. Waking up everyday as Judgement Day came closer and closer to him. Judgment Day, oddly enough, is the name of Arthur's familiar - a siamese cat with a white pelt and brown point coloration on its face ears and tail. The cat named himself if you can believe it. The cat stares up at Arthur, dissatisfied with his choice of meal. Arthur stares back with his blue eyes, almost holding the stare until the alarm on his phone sounds off. "Fuck, I'm late!"

Breakfast would usually be next in the witch's routine, but as Arthur has found, there wouldn't be enough time. The wrath of Judgement Day might have been quelled but museum was still waiting for him. Arthur walks quickly to the museum of magic where he worked. It was a small and odd looking museum, domed in vibrant glass. He enters from the back of the museum and opens the doors from the inside. Arthur, being distracted by his mental checklist of things to do, accidentally slams a door onto someone. "Oh!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Hope I didn't... Oh." Arthur began to chuckle as he began to look over the man he'd crashed the door into. He couldn't but think of how good he smelled. "I'm not sure who I should apologize to first... You or the door."

"I think there's a dent on it now." Arthur chuckles awkwardly.

[angelvings-archived]

status     :     open     . muse     :     heath     dawson     .     plot     :     anythingg     .   open     for     :     anyone     !

« what      are      you      doing      here      ?     i      told      you      not      to      come     . »      

[angelvings-archive]

status     :     open     . muse     :     heath     dawson     .     open     for     :     anyone     !

« what      are      you      doing      here      ?     i      told      you      not      to      come     . »  

[milonavarroo]

Location: SAE Time: Early in the morning after a rush party Who: @heathtalbot

It was a long arduous task getting people to get the fuck out of the house after a party, which was why Milo usually left to go back to his dorm instead of sticking around to help. But Rush was important, and he needed to show face. Fine. He did, he even helped clean up a little bit afterwards before finally tossing himself down onto the couch next to Heath, offering some of the half filled bag of mixed nuts he was holding towards the other. "Why does it feel like every crop of freshmen just gets worse and worse?" He asked, leaning back with a scoff. "I don't think I talked to a single damn one that I wanted to be around for more than five minutes."

[persephonyed]

closed starter for @housefircs ft. daisy & heath !

daisy could easily spend her days lounging by the pool with a good book and a bottle of wine, but the delicious addition of watching heath wyatt hard at work definitely elevated the vibe. "you look good drenched in sweat, muscles bulging and shit," the girl sipped from her glass, eyes trailing along the top of her glasses as she observed. they'd been hanging out for a couple months now, and though her parents had no idea, they recently mentioned wanting to remodel their pool house, and daisy managed to convince them she knew the perfect handyman.

[thatwaywardgirl]

Hello everyone out there reading this!

I am really excited to start this blog. Growing up I had an overwhelming feeling of isolation and being completely on my own. I felt scared, sad and ashamed of myself for who I was. The incredibly sad thing is I never knew who I was, and yet I hated myself.

I was the daughter of a narcissistic mother and I was abused throughout my childhood. This blog is for all the people who feel alone in their struggle, in their suffering. I want to be someone's light, someone's assistance in whatever they are going through. Offer a different perspective and outlook.

I'll be writing about my life over the last 29 years, where I went wrong, where I was wronged and how is do things differently if I could. My neurodivergent brain has a lot to say, so I hope you enjoy!

[ediblepansy]

location: mess hall kitchen muse: heath and your pick!

The last tablespoon of frosting was pressed through the pastry bag, giving an extra cupcake the final swirl it needed. Back ups were always required, in case of accidents or demigods that might want to take a half dozen home. "Thanks for the help, I'm usually always on top of the catering." But his recent injuries had been slowing down the operation. Two fingers were missing, one from each stickied hand. The ring on his right and the pointer on his left.

"Because of you, my reputation can remain flawless." A reputation he'd obviously invented himself. "Decorations can wait till tomorrow." No need to keep a volunteer up another ungodly hour.

[honeyedblossom]

closed starter for @lcvelymxnifest ( utp )

"Something about this apple tastes off. In fact, the last few apples I've tried have been off, has something gone awry with our apple orchard?" Heath questioned once he'd swallowed the first bite before tossing the apple toward the garbage and missing, deciding he'd had enough. Groaning in annoyance, he debated how long he was able to get away with it letting it sit on the ground.

[grcveyacd]

“ it’s not a marriage proposal — it’s just one drink. “ he calls over the music, eyes never averting from the shitty cover band playing in the corner of the bar. “ we can talk shit about how out of tune their instruments are, and how the vocalist has been slurring since the second song. “ he chuckles, finally looking down at them. “ just one drink and you’ll never have to see me again — or you know, you won’t have to see me until the next time my sister chooses to invite me out at least. “ // @writtn liked for a random starter from heath

[zaraxkumar]

Saira had been over the moon about this ice skating date with Willa and honestly it was all Zara had been hearing about for the last week. She'd arranged her outfit nearly three days in advance and had been bright and chirpy first thing in the morning even if they weren't going to be out meeting Willa and Heath until later in the day. She was out there enjoying herself with Willa, both the girls taking small strides while Zara hung back with Heath. His words had her chuckling before she nodded. "Thankfully I do, however I would probably need to rent a pair since I didn't bring mine with me." She did sometimes ice skate with her daughter during the winter months but given how Saira had a partner for today, Zara didn't bring them along.

"They'll be fine though Heath, you worry too much," so did she but she was working on this new thing where she was trying to give her daughter some space, not wanting her to get suffocated with her mother's overprotective nature. "After this, I was thinking of taking Saira for hot chocolate at Serendipity, you guys want to join?"

@zaraxkumar

location: ice skating rink

the crisp december air nipped at heath’s face as he crouched by willa, adjusting the strap of her skate for what felt like the fifth time. she bounced impatiently, her breath forming tiny clouds in the cold "you don’t need to check it again! i’m fine!” she insisted, her voice carrying the determined tone he’d grown used to. heath smirked, tugging her scarf snug around her neck before letting her go, watching as she toddled toward the rink, her arms outstretched for balance. his heart clenched as she stepped onto the ice, her small frame navigating the smooth surface with more courage than grace.

standing back near the barrier, heath stuffed his hands into his coat pockets, his gaze fixed on willa skating alongside zara’s daughter. the holiday lights reflected in his eyes as he shifted his stance, the crunch of snow under his boots grounding him "please tell me ya know how to ice skate" the man said to zara, looking at her direction briefly "ya know, just in case we need to get out there and keep up with the gals"

[theirlives]

this  is  a  bit  dangerous,    but  consider  this  a  blog  -  wide  christmas  starter  call.    because  i’m  in  a  very  merry  mood.    please  specify  a  fandom  and/or  muse,    otherwise  you  probably  won’t  get  a  starter.    happy  for  you  to  give  multiple  options<3    and  to  make  it  all  a  bit  easier,    i’ve  put  my  full  blogroll  under  the  cut  for  you  to  find.  

multi  -  muse  blogroll: please note all these blogs are sideblogs.

btvs  /  angel  the  series    —    @hllmouths

charmed  (1998)    —    @chaermd

cobra  kai  /  the  karate  kid    —    @cobraes

mixed  film  media    —    @mediocrisfaebula

mixed  medical  &  first  responders  drama    —    @saivelives

mixed  television  media    —    @imperfectafabula

shameless  (us)    —    @scamsteal

supernatural    —    @huntaers

the  hunger  games    —    @burntodds

the  walking  dead    —    @livesrisked

tvdu    —    @vervaeins

twilight    —    @eclpsis

canon  solo-muse  blogs: the  following  blogs  are  not  tied  to  this  hub  and  you  will  receive  a  follow  back  from  them.

andie  star  from  tvdu    —    @reportergirl

allen  francis  doyle  from  angel  the  series    —    @frstsoldier

amara  from  supernatural    —    @amoralforce

ansel  from  the  originals    —  @northsalpha

barbara  kean  from  gotham    —    @barbarabtch

bela  talbot  from  supernatural    —    @hellsbelas

william  "bill"  harvelle  from  supernatural    —    @harvhells

carmen  berzatto  from  the  bear    —    @yeschhef

cordelia  chase  from  btvs  &  angel    —    @visiongrl

denny  duquette  from  grey’s  anatomy    —    @duquete

fiona  gallagher  from  shameless    —    @caretkr

illyria  from  angel  the  series    —    @smurfdemon

lexi  branson  from  tvdu    —    @towelgrl

lucille  smith  from  the  walking  dead    —    @saviormatriarch

negan  smith  winchester  taken  from  the  walking  dead  and  placed  within  supernatural or cobra kai    —    @unclenegan

sierra  morton  from  shameless    —    @spprtstaff

victor  zsasz  from  gotham    —    @contractkills

original character  solo-muse  blogs: the  following  blogs  are  not  tied  to  this  hub  and  you  will  receive  a  follow  back  from  them.

lord anton  bevell  based  in  supernatural    —    @antnbvll

heath  smith  from  the  walking  dead    —    @ironedson

spencer  masters  based  in  supernatural    —    @lostsistr

[angelvings-archived]

status     :     open     to     anyone !     muse     :     heath dawson .     plot     :     we hooked up at our families' vacation spot last summer while one of us were in a relationship and this summer we're back but oops turns out said person is still in the same relationship .    

his    assumption    that    he    would    be    able    to    hide    from    them    for    the    entirety    of    the    night    ,    from    their    past    ,    was    proven    a    naive    thought    as    he    catches    them    heading    for    his    spot    by    the    outside    pool    area    he'd    withdrawn    to    earlier    .    «    i    guess    my    choice    of    hiding    place    was    pretty    unoriginal    ,    huh    ?    »