#openstarters

[mischiefandnightmares]

David (Open Starter)

A soft raspy chuckle came from the darkness, "What's a tasty little thing like you doing out here so late?" David snickered. The Vampire took a small step out from under the shadow of the boardwalk, flashing the stranger a dangerous grin. "The boardwalk isn't exactly the safest place after dark." he said in a teasing tone. The creature could hardly help himself, he loved to toy with his prey.

[distortedkilling]

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[speedyspectra]

*knock knock knock*

“Good evening! I have a package here for… ‘the resident at this address’… apparently… The uh… the sender didn’t specify who exactly to give it to, but I guess that’s none of my business. Can you sign here for me, please?”

[lilacxrosesx]

having a really crappy day.. and would love to immerse myself in writing as a distraction. anyone around who’d like a starter? 

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mutuals and non are welcome. 

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[welcometothevale]

Open Starter

She was taking a quick break from her booth for a much needed glass of water and few hits from her vape. Lillian's hair was damp with sweat. The azure blue waves ended just under her chin—curtain bands partly stuck to her forehead. It was already hot as hell in the club, and she wasn't one to just stand all corpse-like at the booth. She considered DJing at the club her exercise. No need to soulcycle when you're losing yourself in music.

After finishing one glass of water, forgoing a straw completely to drink faster, she asked for another. Lillian could feel someone looking at her and found the culprit to be sitting next to her. "What? Something on my face?" She asked. While her tone was thick with sarcasm, it wasn't unkind. On her face was a smile. But, one would need to have a loose definition of the word smile to consider the minute quirk of the left side of her mouth one.

[jawbrkrs]

open to f someone he's protective of . thinking best friends / will they wont they / skinny love type plot.

"  if  you  keep  doing  stupid  shit  like  this  ,  you're  going  to  get  yourself  killed . you know that right ? "

[ash-blythee]

setting: outside of motel, day status: open

The Cliffsides Motel has been more than just a dingy place to stay for years now - ever since Ashwin had happened into a job there. The werewolf's spent his time and energy trying to make the place cleaner, more comfortable... and maybe he's let a few people stay without charge. Those on the run, those bitten by wolves who have nowhere to go. It's still a rundown place, but now there's a front porch at the sign in building. A spot Ash likes to sit with a newspaper or a book.

...With his four corgis, of course. All asleep on the wooden patio, enjoying the sun. "Ch...checking... in? Or... here to... talk?" Because many come by just to talk. Or pet the dogs. Or sit somewhere in silence for a while. Ash is good at that. In a place like this, sometimes that's better.

[regulus-regent]

He's relaxing don't bother him. Bother him.

[eternalxstars]

open starter - sofia flores, spymaster of the spring court

the eerie colors of the dusk court’s skies made the perfect backdrop for a halloween celebration. it was not a holiday close to heart back in the spring court, but sofia had to admit that the darkness of the celebration was quite enticing. any celebration which involved costumes and masks was an opportunity to hide behind an alter persona and discover secrets that the celebratory drinks might reveal. the darkness of the dusky skies provided enough opportunities to hide in the shadows and limit her visibility when hiding was not an option.

she stepped into the gardens of the palace, doing her utmost to withhold a scoff at the thought of how bland they looked compared to the spring court’s. the thought of home brought back a wave of desperation. she was not one to feel homesick but the uncertainties and unexpected events made her long to be back in their court. the candle that she held in her hands was meant to be lit in celebration, yet a part of her hoped that the mother would mistake it for an offering to restore the world back to how it was meant to be. there was a bank of information she had to discover in this new court, one she never even imagined she would ever have to, and with so many people around it was always challenging to filter real information from mere gossip.

she stepped forward in the dim light of the twinkling fairy lights, unlit candle held between her lithe fingers, and reached out to tilt the candle over to another burning one’s wick. it seemed like someone had the same idea as her, as they both aimed for the same candle at the same time. “ pardon me. go ahead, i will light mine up after you.”

@ofcourtfablesarchive

[sintva]

﹙ ♡ ﹠.﹚open to all!

" all you had to do was say something instead of causing a scene in front of my date! just admit that you are jealous. "

[tiredoftomorr0w]

open to: females plot: your muse and my muse have never done anything before but clearly they want to. your muse asks to see my muse's cock. connection: step/sibling, best friend, cousin, neighbor, family friend. taboo welcome! feel free to message me to plot! happy to use a different muse.

"I'm not sure why you wanna see it so bad.." He chuckled softly, cheeks blushing a bright red. "I mean, I trust you. So if you really wanna see, I'll show you. But it would make me feel a lot better if you showed me yours, too."

[mischiefandnightmares]

A New Opera - Phantom of the Opera (Open Starter)

Eric placed the bound pages on to the mangers' desk. They would find his new Opera first thing in the morning. That is if they were not hungover from partying all night with the understudies and dancers. Unprofessional. They were both idiots. Hopeful, they were smart enough to comply with his demands. After all, this Opera House should be run by someone like him, who loved the Arts. Not a pair of fools who only thought about money and their rank in society.

He had left a list with who he wished to be cast. And a letter with the consequences if they did not follow his instructions.

The Phantom swiftly walked out of the office. Moving towards one of the hidden passages near the stage. So he could slip silently back to his lair. As he moved through the shadows, he heard footsteps near by. Some one was here.

[camixxlopez]

open starter: plot drop #001 location: n/a @inaducursehqstarters

"Did you hear what I said? People are missing. Grabbed in the middle of the night and taken to god knows where. I'll be damned if I let someone take me out that way." Camilla spoke flipping through the news on her phone. "First all these random people starting show up in town, now this? What's next the seven deadly sins?" she joked unaware of the supernatural around her.

[speedyspectra]

Wind roared past her ears as Spectra tore through the air. Fear urged her forward and instinct kept her dodging between buildings until the towers disappeared behind her. Her wings were sore and tired as they carried her away from the city, though that wasn’t her main concern at the moment. Warm, black blood oozed along her skin, staining her bright yellow uniform.

Fucking gunshots. She should never have been so careless. Though, there was little use worrying over all that now.

Her wings were starting to give out, whether from exhaustion or blood loss she couldn’t be sure, but she conjured enough strength to at least glide to a rooftop. Her landing was rough, crashing, tripping and crumpling onto the roof with a thud. Her breaths were labored and heavy. She hadn’t had to fly that hard or that fast in years. Her wings felt almost numb as they hung limply on either side of her. Blood pooled slowly beneath her body, not enough to be life threatening yet, but enough to be concerning. She needed to move. She needed to get down the stairs and ask whoever lived or worked here if she could use their phone.

But she was so tired.

And it felt so nice to just rest for a moment.

Just… a moment…

———

[princesarejeitada]

Quando aquele dia se iniciou, Valentina foi tomada por um sentimento que se assemelhava muito a nostalgia, mas em teoria, o que tinha vivido naquele lugar era novo demais para ter aquele significado. A ociosidade enquanto esperava instruções para a festa possibilitou que ponderasse sobre uma melancolia muito inesperada, se fosse pensar em como se sentia quando chegou no mundo dos perdidos, jamais imaginaria que estaria melancólica sobre ir embora. Apesar disso, uma festa era sempre uma boa escolha, estava animada, mal podia conter a ansiedade para saber como seria, onde seria, o que poderia fazer. Sabia que os personagens naquele lugar eram muito bons com festas, eles se esforçavam muito, era notável. Nada havia preparado Vale para uma discoteca no espaço. Como sua sorte poderia ser tão grande a ponto de parar numa festa que reunia vários elementos que ela amava? Pensava que a decoração e os pôsteres em seu quarto teriam dado a eles alguma dica de como agradá-la, certamente. Seu primeiro impulso foi caminhar até aqueles milk-shakes muito atrativos, e enquanto aprovava o sabor deles, considerava qual das atrações deveria testar primeiro. Se decidindo bem a tempo de cruzar o olhar com alguém a seu lado, o pensamento de lhe arrastar junto a fez puxar seu braço para junto dela. “Vamos comigo, por favor, eu nunca te pedi nada!”

[oliviabaxter]

Location: Greywood Historic Library

Status: Open

Context: It’s after work and your character is witnessing Olivia winding down in a book store looking for a new recommendation

Books were something that Olivia loved to indulge in and right now she was quite literally flying through them, then again the recommendations she had been given weren’t exactly the thickest of books but it still excited her to even think about taking a trip to the store to find something new to read, the problem now was what exactly; “Excuse me, sorry to interrupt you there but I was wondering if you could tell me what you’re reading?” turning to the person beside rather invested in the book they were holding.