#open / starters.

[brckensociety]

{ open to m/f/nb {selective with f) | based on the first bullet | please read rules before interacting. | note: doesn't have to be scream related. }

april knew going out the night before meeting her best friend's new partner wasn't the smartest idea but when an opportunity came up she was quick to take it. of course, that led to her showing up to the lunch with a raging hangover, trying not to think about the hookup she had because she'd woken up beside them and snuck out in the early hours. the blonde was at least excited to get some food in her system. she'd already ordered a coffee as she waited for the couple to arrive and when she spotted her best friend she almost passed out when she saw the person connected at the arm with her. shit, she thought to herself realising she might've just spent the night with her friend's new partner. she tried to shake off her look of panic as they got closer, forcing a smile as she greeted her friend and offered her hand to the other, "hi, i'm april, it's lovely to meet you."

[slumpcd]

" then what? would you kill for me? " tilting her head as she looked up at them. " would you? "

[fromsaudades]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍 was where she spent the majority of her days, diligently ensuring that the animals were well cared for, nurtured, and as healthy as circumstances would allow. Though she had grown accustomed to the pungent odors that permeated the air, she couldn’t shake the anxiety that others might begin to associate her with that unsettling aroma. “You work too much,” they would often say, but for her, it was the only way to distract herself from the fear that threatened to seep into her very psyche.

With a stethoscope pressed firmly against the animal’s fur, she focused intently, striving to discern whether everything sounded normal. “So far, so good, I’d say,” she murmured, though she struggled to pinpoint the root of the issue—the newfound behaviors and erratic mood swings that troubled her. She frowned, glancing up at the observer. “Would you like to pet her? I assure you, she won’t bite.” / ( 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋 )

[burninglovefm]

Plot: Just a basic plot of a king returning home from war just to find out that his darling wife is like 6 or 7 months along with their 2nd child. I just needed to use Leo Suter's fc so bad hahahaha. Hmu if u wanna plot more!

Gregory could hardly wait to see his beloved wife. He had galloped away at full speed ahead, leaving his man in the dust as he sped towards the castle. Six months had seemed like six years to him and he ached so badly to hear her voice, gaze upon her exquisite face, smell her scent and feel her soft and gentle caresses and kisses. All of his thoughts were full of her when he finally entered the front courtyard and dismounted swiftly from his huge steed. It was far too late to see his daughter so he would only greet her and spend time with her tomorrow morning. Right now, he practically ran all the way up to the main bedchambers, ignoring the amusement of the staff. The moment he reached the heavy door, he then slowly pushed it upon. Upon hearing his wife call out from her dressing room thinking it was her handmaiden come to help her undress for the night, the king then smirked slightly as he quietly walked towards her back. “I think I can help you with that,” he teased in his low voice, placing a gentle kiss upon the smooth curve of her neck. As his wife whirled around in shock, it was then his turn to be shocked for his grinning gaze then morphed into one of great astonishment when his gaze finally went down over her figure and noticed the protruding belly. He was stunned speechless for a moment. “Is–is that-?” he gasped as he looked back up at his wife.

[chvmpcgnerps]

If you have any open starters that could use some attention, please give this a like. ❤️

(open to mutuals and non-mutuals)

[blackanimas]

aberto para: todos (guia). personagem: hector (40, demissexual e detetive).

as luzes em tons neon do bar não ajudavam a compor o ambiente — bar, boate e oficina ao mesmo tempo. tudo parecia um tanto quanto errado, mas sendo o lugar mais barato da cidade, não havia muito com o que se queixar. ali��s, ele precisava apenas de um pouquinho de óleo para colocar entre as dobradiças de seu braço e pediu a ajuda de alguém antes que acabasse derramando mais do que deveria e, nossa, como demoraria para sair. não podia arriscar com a água sendo um recurso quase restrito. ao notar a demora, virou-se com as sobrancelhas arqueadas: "você está com medo de fazer isso, não é?".

[brckensocietyarch]

{ open to m/f/nb | based on: this | please read my rules before interacting. }

it was late, the giant house was dark and for the most part, quiet. his parents had gone on another last-minute trip and with landon helping with renovations, the only other people in the house were his brother and their partner. the male had decided to take a late-night swim and was now heading back into the house. when he spotted them a smirk formed on his lips, adjusting the towel that covered his lower half. “well, hello, night owl. should i ask what you are doing up so late?” he had his own thoughts as to what they might be doing up, but even with his ego and their many run-ins, he wasn’t going to assume.

[darksighed]

OPEN TO: f. BASED ON: inspired by this under the context that our muses are hiding out at a motel for the night. it can be that she/they committed a crime (m.urder/r.obbery/etc.) and are on the run, or he's k.idnapped her and the motel is the best place to lay low until he can get her to their new permanent home. CONNECTION: l.over, girlfriend, wife, ex, stranger. t.aboo connections such as sister, niece, and others are very much welcomed. DO NOT LIKE THIS STARTER.

AS THE WATER SPRAYED FROM THE SHOWERHEAD, the rough tips of his fingers wiggled beneath the flow, waiting for the temperature to turn from a biting chill to the lukewarm maximum a cheap room like this afforded them. stepping away from the grimy tub, the tall male leaned against the frame of the door, eyeing the other sat silently in the adjoining bedroom. ❝ come, ❞ brenton calmly ordered, gesturing with his head for her to join him, ❝ we need to get you cleaned up. ❞

[brckensociety]

{ open to m/f/nb | based on this | please read rules before interacting. }

when he had sent the text the night before he had hoped that'd be the end of it. being a dealer came with many different issues but this was one he hadn't foreseen, falling for one of his regular clients. sure, there was often times he'd sleep with those who he found attractive, sometime under the guise of it being alternative payment but this time was different. they'd barely had any intimacy, in fact, he'd only let it go as far as making out before he cut it off - knowing if he crossed that line he'd be in trouble. had he expected them to show up at the party tonight? it was always possible but when he spotted how they beelined towards him diesel made quick work of trying to find an escape route, only to end up at a dead end. "what do you want?" he asked with a heavy sigh.

[slumpcd]

" i think it's time for a game of hide and seek. " he grinned before putting on the mask. " i'll give you ten seconds. "

[hedonistiics]

open to: submissive female muses.

muse: jason watts. chad michael murray fc.

connections: stranger, friend, someone from his old life. anything and everything that fits. please specify what you had in mind, in the tags.

he stood behind the bar leaning against the back table while sipping on a beer. his bar, the revelry, was pretty quiet but it wasn't out of the ordinary for a wednesday night. "come on..." he said incredulously, eyes widening. with the bar practically dead, he had plenty of time to converse with the beautiful woman. "he's never made you cum?" jason asked, needing clarification as he took another sip, hiding a smile behind the bottle. emptying it he then threw it in the trash and walked closer so the only thing separating them was the bar. he placed his lower arms on the bar-top, and looked at her with interest and intrigue in his gaze. "that just won't do," he said gently with a small shake of his head, his finger gently running down the back of her hand.

[burninglovefm]

Open to husband, boyfriend, fiance, roommate with feelings.

Selena gave him a look that was both incredulous and shocked at his betrayal. "You sneaky little bastard. How dare you watch it without me?? We made a pact!"

[fromsaudades]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐑 served a corn whiskey that alex had grown inexplicably fond of; it became a creature comfort, a soothing scratch against the itch of the real creatures that roamed the night. despite the relentless tide of alcoholism coursing through their veins and the persistent voices urging them to simply go home, the evenings were often dedicated to unwinding from the rigors of the day’s toil. “another,” they said, tapping the rim of their shot glass as the bartender vanished to fetch their second glass. while they waited, they absentmindedly polished the crystal with their thumb, erasing smudges as if to cleanse their own fraught thoughts.

“you’re not going to tell me the sun is setting, are you?” they asked, shifting in their barstool to greet the figure seated beside them. “just one more round, and i swear i’ll go home.” / ( 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋 )

[brckensocietyarch]

{ open to m/f/nb | based on this. feel free to assume whatever connection! note: big/bigger can change depending on your muses gender for obvious reason :) }

There was a teasing smirk that had formed on her lips as she straddled the other. “You’ve got me alone so... Ask your question.” Avery had spent the past month dating a guy who she had ditched at the party when the other had asked to talk to her in private. “What do you want to know? Do you want to know if his dick is big(ger)? What if it is?”

[darksighed]

OPEN TO: f. BASED ON: somewhat inspired by this. pick some k*nks from my list in the source and we can go wild with what he wants her to do. alternatively, if you're stuck for ideas, we could take it in this sort of direction instead. CONNECTION: l.over, s.ugar baby, employee / assistant, babysitter, student, daughter's best friend or best friend's daughter, son's girlfriend. t.aboo connections such as daughter, niece, and sister are very much welcomed. DO NOT LIKE THIS STARTER.

IT WAS JUST A SUGGESTION. at least that's how aiden nonchalantly voiced it to the smaller, passively shrugging his strong shoulders to suggest no threat of expectation. though the man desperately craved to explore every dirty fantasy that consumed his mind in her company, he was equipped with the experience to know that when obedience came naturally to a partner, he would no doubt c*m harder from being the one to exploit it. ❝ it's just an idea. we don't have to do it. ❞ as he angled his head down at the other, tease tugged at his lips, mischief sparking in the blue of his eyes as they met hers. ❝ i just figured that a good girl like you would want to do it. ❞

[brckensociety]

{ open to m/f/nb (selective with f) | based on this | any connection is welcome, t*boo or not. as long as it works with the plot | please read rules before interacting. - can be supernatural or not, lmk. }

alluring. that was the vibe that the young femme exuded whenever she was around the other. she knew they were spoken for, maybe evenly happily, but she wasn't the type to let go of what she wanted without a fight. so, here arachne was, helping them clean their car when she purposely turned the hose on herself, soaking the sundress she wore completely. "oops..." she mumbled with no sense of remorse as the water revealed the black lingerie beneath her sweet seeming attire. "i really am just so clumsy."