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[lamourt]

@kidfrommodesto liked for a starter !

he would never have agreed to this in a thousand lifetimes if this man wasn't someone louis had trusted. but his publicist had pushed for it, and with louis's account of his life and their relationship so widespread now with the publication of molloy's book... lestat cared little for the court of public opinion, but there was, in sloane's words, damage control to be done. he finds this whole thing horribly garish–– the way the set has been dressed up, the little props, the book so innocently placed on a side table. its very presence burns in lestat's periphery–– the pages filled with ugly truths and beautiful ones, alongside things he doesn't quite consider fair. and perhaps he's a little vindictive when he sends a spasm towards the other man's throat–– a vampire who hasn't told the world of what he is yet, when he plays the role of other. brows flick up–– an invitation to start, because he won't.

[pcrfectcrime]

@sunliights liked for a starter from their wishlist ♡

muse : jesse morrison. hetersexual. he / him. plot in source.

" im not trying to be an asshole. im just saying i don't know what you see in that guy. he's not good for you."

[waveofstars]

@missautumn liked for a chappell starter !! | coffee

Coffee. It seemed like the safest exchange to have given their past. Dinner was too intimate, drinks were too dangerous, but coffee was a fine gray area that Chey deemed she could handle. It wasn't always this complicated, but their past was colorful and feelings on her part were all kinds of mixed up these days. They were great friends once, then something more, and now nearing strangers. They fell into these old patterns of rekindling a flame that more than likely just needed to be put out forever.

That's when it hit her. It's never just coffee. Deciding to abandon their entire coffee date before they got there, she made a bee line for the door of the coffee shop to leave. Busted. Just as she pushed the door open, there they stood on the other side, clear witness to her running for it. "Hi," she stammered. "I was, uh, gonna go grab something from my car." It was a bad lie. "But you're here. Hi. Did I already say that?"

[painfools]

" you want to distract me ? how ? " / @dogsrotten

[joyfcll]

@revulnance / starter call !

𖤓°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❝ oh , wow ! ❞ hands balled into fists as joy giddily brought her hands to her chest and bounced in excitement. she giggled , utterly pleased , and spun around their bedroom in a new green dress. ❝ look at how it sparkles ! and the way it T W I R L S ! ooooh , DISGUST , you just have the BEST sense of style ! ❞

[rejenny]

❝ you're not getting rid of me that easy. ❞

@fals3nd, for rey.

[touchbased]

muse: blanche reid. mid twenties. certified nanny and aspiring graphic artist. brought up extremely religious, which leaves her both repressed and rebellious, and the combo kind sucks for her. open to: m/f/nb. based.

sixty to one hundred beats per minute. that's how fast the heart should pump, blanche knows, for the average, healthy human. but what if said human is facing a masked killer? one that, if she had to guess, offed her friends? would one hundred and twenty be out of the question? the thought does little to ease her mind as she whimpers, back pressing against a tree, eyes squeezing shut as she finds her forehead pressing against their mask. "i'll do whatever you want," she pleas, trying her best to sound confident, rather than terrified. "i — i'll lie to the police and say i never saw you." / @softkillins

[dollieour]

❛ would   you   sit   still  ?   you're   gonna   get   an   infection   if   you   don't   let   me   clean   this   up. ❜

[dcynnight]

closed starter for @supercutts

"please, please, please don't make me cry when i spent hours doing my makeup." eyes glistening, she adds, "don't embarrass me, please."

[lovefvcked]

closed starter for @casualscx from georgia kincaid !!

"tell me you don't love me and i'll go. tell me you feel nothing for me and i'll leave you alone forever." georgia said to the other with a small sigh as she looked at them.

[kittywriites]

[[ CLOSED ]] [[ @slumpcd liked this post for a starter ]] [[ based on the last bullet ]]

She stumbled over the threshold with a surprised little "oof!" when the deadbolt gave way so suddenly and the door fell open, nearly taking her with it. The girl burst into a fit of giggles as soon as she righted herself, managing to straighten back up on her heels and pull her key out of the lock without much more of a struggle. It wasn't until she turned to head into the living room that she realized she'd had an audience the entire time. "Oh! Hi, guys!" Wendy greeted diplomatically with another drunken giggle. Her little skirt flounced around her thighs as she helped herself into their circle and perched on the arm of his chair. "How's boy's night?"

[glacialheart]

i'd like to write for more characters

[pcrfectcrime]

@crowdedmidnight liked for a starter from their wishlist ♡

muse : madelyn serrano. heterosexual. she / her. plot in source // bullet one.

" it's not even raining that bad. i don't even live that far. there's nothing for you to be worried about."

[honeycoded]

          " open up !  i come bearing gifts ! " of course, by gifts she's referring to the basket of baked goods freshly prepared in her bakery that very morning. clear as day, it was easy for anyone to see that meliora's favorite way to show her affection was through carefully curated pastry recipes — when they answer the door, mel beams, holding up the weathered basket in her hands. " i made sure to prepare two of each of your favorites ! "  —  ♡૮꒰•༝  •。꒱ა @luvticon

[trcublemvkers]

closed starter for @somewhatdxmaged for kayla

cameryn was not the type to fuck around. she liked to live on the edge though. that was her whole aesthetic. the blonde raised her eyebrow as she looked at her girlfriend, "listen, you can totally say no but i have kind of a crazy idea."

[glcssed]

“  i  thought  we  had  an  understanding  ,  you  and  i  .  ”  his  tone  is  firm  but  hushed  ,  trying  desperately  not  to  draw  more  attention  to  them  than  they  already  had  . “  who  do  you  belong  to  ,  hm  ?  ”  brows  raise  ,  expecting  only  one  answer  to  fall  from  familiar  lips  , “  — you  know  what  ,  don’t  answer  that  .  you’ll  have  plenty  of  time  to  think  it  over  on  the  way  home  .  ”