#holiday indie rp starter

[exquisitexagony]

open to anyone!! plot: thanksgiving starter because sami is a precious chef who deserves to own their own pastry shop tbh

"Can you turn on the faucet for me?"

The words came gently from the other corner of the kitchen as Sami turned around, holding their hands out for a wash. They had just finished stuffing the turkey and popped it into the oven. A warm smile.

"Thank you for coming to help...It's-- I usually just do this all myself, but having an extra pair of hands is very...." He licked his lips, shrugging as he ran his hands under the warm water in the sink. "I dunno, it's more fun this way."

[decadentias]

"CAN YOU TRY HARDER AND pretend that you actually like me?" It was all just for show. They had to convince people that they were the picture perfect couple. Despite loathing each other, they had both decided that going through this marriage would benefit them. "It's our engagement party. Put your best foot forward."

open to: f / nb | they're both going through marriage for convenience. it's their engagement party and she's acting out (set in a modern day)

[harshlxve]

open to: f muse: liam lancaster (any of my guys are available) plot: vampire vibes around halloween, your muse learned about vampires somehow and wants more than anything in the world to be turned into a vampire and she's tracked down my muse (think elijah in tvd/to) after months of searching. wanted fcs: here

liam was one of the original vampires and over the centuries he was rarely someone that found himself surprised by anything. however in this moment as he looked at the woman that had confronted him in the middle of the streets in new orleans, he found himself actually surprised. she was a human, he could tell that much but she clearly wasn't the smartest of humans. people didn't look for liam, liam found the people he needed to find. he opened his mouth to speak but closed it a moment later still a bit surprised, a smirk on his lips. "you know you may be one of the dumbest humans i've come across. you clearly know who i am, and you've been trying to find me" he said as if he needed to say it out loud to believe it. liam laughed to himself and began to walk "walk and talk, i am a busy man, and keep things vague there's humans everywhere in new orleans" he said as he started to walk down the street. "what do you want?".

[mysticiisms]

open to: m, nb connections: boyfriend, best friend, roommate, ex-boyfriend, taboo, ...

Holiday traditions had never been Trevor's strong suit, and Christmas wasn't an exception to that rule. Too busy with work, research and the usual trespassing of restricted grounds, he'd completely forgotten to buy presents this year. Again. ❛ You gotta promise you won't hate me for this, dude. ❜ Trevor looks apologetic, an almost guilty look on his face as he faces the other. ❛ I kinda forgot to buy presents this year-- but in my defense-- I've been super busy with work-- ❜ Tilting his head down, Trevor puts on his best puppy dog eyes to try and get some sympathy from the other-- or at least some understanding. ❛ Would it be too cheesy if I just wrap a bow around my dick or somethin'? ❜ Clearly joking, a wider smile settles on his lips.

[not-museing-around]

Christmas/winter holiday

Open to M

“Alright.. I think that’s the last of it.” September stretched her arms up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Setting up for her son’s Winter Formal dance was a damn nightmare. It was definitely the last thing she planned to be doing well into the night. But when only one other parent showed up to help her decorate the high school’s gym, they didn’t have much of a choice. The student made decorations luckily laid a little of the ground work for them. But there were lights to hang and tables to set up. Had he not been there to help her, poor September would have lost her mind. “Thank you for coming to my rescue here. I thought for sure I was doomed.” 

[menxyouxneed]

Holiday's Away

Plot: Cabin was double booked for the holidays Muses: Jacob, John Evans, Liam, Dwayne, Kai, Teddy Open for Females This is exactly what he needed to get away. He found a nice cabin out in the middle of nowhere. There was a tiny little town about ten miles away so not completely middle of nowhere, but enough where the peace and quiet would not be interrupted. A hot tub on the back deck. He had rented this place for a couple of months since it was not in peak season he got it for a steal. Loaded up on everything he needed he shouldn't even need to deal with town especially if as he hoped to get snowed in. It was a couple of days in and he was out back chopping wood shirtless. To make sure he had a healthy amount in case it did start snowing or the power went out. So focused on the job in front of him he did not hear a car coming up the gravel road up front.

[lemonadearchived]

🍋 OPEN STAR STARTER

OPEN TO : m / f / nb PROMPT : your muse has either pissed off or disappointed star’s corrupt father one time too many and he’s used his power as district attorney to have them locked up. one black sheep tends to recognize another, and star’s always been an opportunist. CONNECTION : t*boo (younger uncle/aunt seeking a little glory/recognition, etc.), stepc*st, a ‘work’ colleague or rival of her father’s, etc. have fun!

“I suppose he might forgive you ―” Of course, the wistful lilt of her voice emphasizes how very little the girl believes the words coming out of her own mouth. If anything, such an act of mercy would be a true Christmas miracle. Luthor never forgave, that was God’s territory. Her father had always preferred the path of divine punishment and Star, the errant daughter, knew it far better than most. Pale fingertips wrap around one of the cold bars of the cell, a head of dyed hair tilting precociously as she allows herself the indulgence of tracing their form with her dark irises. Amusement sparks within their depths. “Then again, that does pose the question: Are you even remotely sorry for such naughty behavior?” 

[estrangedaframian]

“What’s ‘Cheugy‘?”

A few punky kids had chanted the word while throwing snowballs at the sheriff’s trailer for being decked out with lights, and other Christmas decor. Beau had been trying but too hard? The poor guy only wanted Emily to smile, and to feel more at home— for those time she stayed with her father instead of her mother or stepfather.

Plus, it made movie nights with Cassie and Hoyt even more atmospheric than with the stars alone.

[soultiies]

muse. olivia campbell . veterinarian open to. f / nb.

"fuck it.." olivia let out a breath as she leaned over in her bed, the drinks from earlier giving her some liquid courage as she pulled her best friend in for a kiss.

[cherriedcola]

🍒 open to: f / nb. 30+.

🍒 plot: warren and your muse are detective partners (either they've been working together a while or just recently, up to you). they have to attend some holiday work party and it's the first time he sees them all dolled up.

he could only take so much of the incessant bragging from steven from forensics about how many girls were supposedly blowing up his phone. and thankfully, the perfect excuse to escape came in the form of a wine glass, allowing warren to excuse himself under the guise of needing to fill it back up. that is, until he catches sight of the tall drink of water that enters the room and he completely forgets all about his drink.

it takes a few seconds for his brain to wrap around just who he was seeing before he realizes that he had been holding his breath this whole time. exhaling, he watches as his partner's lips part to greet him when they approach, and momentarily, he wonders if the lipstick they were wearing was the kind that left marks. but he quickly dismisses the thought before it could manifest into something much more scandalous.

❝ well shit, shrimp, ❞ he drawls, impressed, as he uses the nickname he loved to tease them with and gives them a quick look up and down, ❝ you clean up good. hardly recognized ya. ❞

[luvcvlts]

open to: f/m connection: waitress/waiter, fellow customer, etc

"merry fuckin' christmas, eh? how'd you get so lucky to be here on christmas eve?" leo flashed them a smirk as the mug was set in front of him, giving a small shake of his head and reaching for the handle. it was holiday leave from his base, and everyone in his squad had high tailed it out to go see family. he, on the other hand, didn't have that reason. so there he sat, in a diner he'd found just outside of base and come to call his favorite, making small talk with the waitress and watching people as they came in and out on their way to whatever holiday plans they had.

[mywilliingheart]

open to: anyone.

muse: Logan (40, schoolteacher/former CDC doctor)

plot: Lunch in the Teacher’s Lounge. y/m is one of Logan’s fellow teachers at school. She’s about to go on maternity leave.

“I promised my classes we could have Halloween parties before I go. I know, I know, a bunch of eighth graders are probably too cool for Halloween. I teach science to almost a hundred kids a day and, presently, I look like I swallowed Neptune. Hey! That might be a good idea for a costume. If they’re gonna have some fun then so am I. I’m gonna miss them while I’m gone.”

Friday, November 1st, was her last day of work. Baby was due on the sixth. Logan would return in February. Everything was set up. A nice substitute in place. She glanced over at their plate. “Are you going to finish that?”

[honeybuckin]

“ yo ... you can't roll for shit! ” watching the bl/nt continue to canoe between their fingers. his own reaching for it while pulling out his lighter. almost half it already wasted since he excepted it naturally fix itself. “ how you do this every time? ”

can opt for carmelo (luc/as wh/ite sm/ith) or kian (ja/ck ha/rlow) just lmk in the tags.

[lxstreign]

open:starter

muse:Carter Valins

my lil goofy boy , enjoy

"HO, HO, HO" his voice deepening and echoing through the bathroom walls as he turned back around to face the other again with his shave cream covering his face "I think this might be my new look what do you think? should I go apply as mall Santa?

[missautumn]

open: m (30+) plot/connection: unrequited love, friends, exes that are still friends, best friend’s brother that made them forbidden loves, anything. 

Josephine was exhausted as she walked the hotel hall after her best friend’s wedding; it had been a wonderful ceremony followed by an amazing party and now all she wanted was to get off her high heels and the dress that was starting to squeeze her body too much. However, after some failed attempts to pull the back zipper down, Jo realized she wouldn’t be able to do it herself and so she walked the hotel hall that led to the bedroom of the only other close person she could ask help. She gave him an smile when he opened the door before going straight to the point. “I can’t get my zipper down and I really need to breathe. Please help.” 

[warsinmyhead]

OPEN

"Noooo..."

Hiro looked back at the other person in disbelief when he heard them say that there was one more weekend left before Christmas. Was that right?

He had been pretty focused on finals and his extra shifts he picked up at the cafe to try to find an excuse to not fly home to Japan. (The latter worked, as his stepmother was traveling for work too and everyone seemed too busy to try for a traditional family gathering this year.)

"I mean, I'm not worried about presents, but you really mean that there's only this weekend, then Christmas? Where did the time go?"