#hope the starter is okay

[losinmortalesperdidos]

The bullet entered his back, pierced his ribs, and stuck. It was hard to breathe, but he kept breathing and didn’t feel the blood in his mouth. This was a good sign, he would’ve said that he was lucky if he didn’t need to get out of there asap. The setup worked perfectly, the cops just got a big load of drugs, they got buyers and traders, and this was his work. He arranged it, he put the figures on the board the way they should stand, and everything went great. Except that he got shot. He managed to get to his car and hit the gas before everyone noticed that he wasn’t there anymore. Now he couldn’t go to his boss for help, because there was a risk that whatever the mob doctor would give him to alleviate the pain could make him say things he shouldn’t. He obviously couldn’t go to his former fellow colleagues. The stakes were too high, and he wasn’t a cop anymore. That’s what you get without any backup at all, you get a bullet in the back sooner or later, and you can only pray that you are faster than those who aim in the head. He stopped his car at the nearest hospital, locked it, and walked into the waiting room feeling that his shirt and the lining of his leather jacket were already completely sucked with blood. Pain was bearable, he didn’t care much about it, he just didn’t want to pass out there like a girl. Suddenly some woman grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the reception and down the hallway. He didn’t resist and let her lead him to the room and sat him down on the bed. Only when she carefully began to pull off his jacket, he turned his head in her direction and asked:

“Why are you helping me?“

@lifefcrged

[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

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“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.

[patrickoharaandco]

Cygnus Dolohov walked into the chamber where he knew he'd find his wife. Initially she hadn't been so receptive to him but he'd managed to bring her around. He'd gifted her lots of pretty, if partly see-through dresses for her to wear.

He put his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her neck teasingly. "Hello my love." He whispered into her ear as he pulled her body close to his own.

@vintagemoss

[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

[norvstforthvwickvd]

Starter for @bakersboywiththebread

The air was cold that morning. Small misty puffs jutted out from Astrid's nose as she sat crouched behind the thick trunk of the oak tree. Her knife at the ready as she followed the long strides of a buck. Dark thick locks framed her face, keeping pale skin hidden in the early morning light. She figured she could get at least one hunt in before the Reaping.

Every year, she feared her life. If not her own, her parents. They had already lost her older brother three years ago, and it nearly destroyed them. If her name got pulled, she feared that would be the final straw for them.

She moved slowly and strategically closer, calculating her steps to not draw attention. The buck lowered its head, nibbling on the dew soaked leaves. Astrid took her aim, throwing the knife directly towards its head. The animal fell with a satisfying thud. "Bullseye." She mumbled to herself.

After securing the buck with twine and hauling it up over her shoulders, she headed back to District 12. Surely, this would be enough to get something to feed her family.

It was still quiet when she entered. Everyone dreading the upcoming event that would ultimately decide the fate of two children for the Capitol's entertainment.

The smell of fresh bread hit her nose as she passed the bakery. Her stomach growled, but she kept walking.

[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.

[compelledcurator]

Everyone had their roles and Gambit was content in his but with Rogue acting different towards him, no one else fully trusted him. He didn't blame them, Gambit himself refused to see past his time with the Thieves guild.

He'd been letting off steam at a downtown bar known as a mutant hang out spot. He'd gotten there a little later then usual and tonight was poker night, He smirks.

Ordering a Bourbon he observes the players. One caught his eye, Young guy kind of reminded Gambit of himself in his more youthful days, he was secretly routing for him to win.

Not much else was happening, the news was highlighting some anti mutant protest and the music was mostly country. While Gambit wasn't here for the entertainment he often made his way home a little lighter then when he'd first got here and for now at least, he needed that.

The casual setting also made it less likely to be called out for being an X-Man, Since no one outside of the mansion really saw Gambit. His layered hair up in a mid pony, Favourite Crop top and jean combo and it was like he was invisible. Sometimes the odd person would linger but he'd wink or smile and they'd blush and move on.

His attention was drawn to a young woman, she was attractive to say the least but out place here. Suspicion was in his blood, his gaze followed her all the way up to the bar, he strained to hear over the music and people. He thought about moving closer but he knew that was too obvious. He'd opted to observe her the same way he did with the poker player.

If she made her way any closer maybe he could subtlety join her, She was like seeing a Griffin walk into a bar, she had a powerful aura about her and this was a back alley dive bar, not the place a Griffin goes he thought to himself.

[gcholdtrops]

test muse starter for : @blackcardz

      "  exactly  who  is  doing  your  hair  —  it's  a  bit  crooked.  "

[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.❞

[homelander-rp-blog]

Starter for @elpida !

The party is for celebrating the temporary peace and only royal families are invited for tonight. The Ball is a nice change of pace, giving John more clear head to think. You dance with a stranger tonight until your legs feel sore, get to drunk expensive wines that only see the outside of the cellar once for special occasions like this and tomorrow you wake up with a nice headache, forget about it all like you’re reborn. He hates to know the war is only over because his mother, queen Madelyn, agreed with her son’s hand in marriage with one of daughters of the dragon lord. She always wanted a ‘lady’ for his son and who’s better than a girl who can control dragons and has the most prettiest kingdom too? John himself, he isn’t ready for a wife in his life, he has his own company of ladies and why getting married when you can have whatever a woman can offer with a certain price? The king has two daughters and John hopes he agrees to marry his youngest to him, he has seen the girl. A naïve, stupid one that can only stay home and keep her mouth shut while John goes out and uses that part of her kingdom that she owns as his own benefits. Oh, she can keep her bed warm too, for when he gets bored of other women of course. He’s nursing the red wine in his glass, eyeing the crowd behind his mask with disinterest. He has a liking in big celebrations like this because one of these nameless ladies incognito would die for a knight to sweep them off of their feet and carry them to some place dark to lavish them for one night. His cold blue eyes roaming the crowds for someone to ask her hand in a dance..

[lucidrims]

˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ . jihye coming thru for @kkulboi 😘 ! ( 2 / 2 )

            "  showing  up  this  late  at  night  on  a  school  night  ?!  you  said  you  weren't  going  to  come  today  'cause  you're  sick  !    "

[springbandit]

"As interesting as your life story has been up until this point.." William put his hands together, gently leaning forward against his shoddily maintained workbench inside his shoddily maintained workshop. "I simply must know, if you'll indulge me," he raised an eyebrow, looking to the other expectantly, "Why, indeed, you felt the need to bring all this to me?"

@walstarterblog

[patrickoharaandco]

Vader's Pet Apprentice (closed starter)

Darth Vader; the Emperor's fist. The man who had slain more Jedi than anybody else, stood as the doors of the shuttlecraft opened; he had come to collect his Apprentice. She was trained as Jedi Assassin and as such he felt she did not break The Rule of Two truly. No, she was a pawn, a useful asset; she was also his plaything. He had given her a mission on this planet and left her to it and now she had contacted him to tell of her success and request him to collect her.

@katarinawilliams