#starter: lawson

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

open to: females

connection: established relationship, fwb, exes trying to be friends etc

please do not like my starters

it had been weeks since he had enjoyed a night out. it hadn't taken much convincing to get him to agree to going out to the bar. of course he had asked to meet her there since he had to shower. the last thing he wanted to do was show up with paint in his hair or charcoal on his face. of course he hadn't been shocked when he realized a guy was talking to her while she waited. he hadn't thought twice about going up and at first he was polite. up until the guy had tried to puff up on him but all lawson had to do was take a step forward. the guy seemed to realize how big he was and backed off. that left her and he sighed as he reached to grab her arm," come on." he wasn't showing any anger, instead, he was calm. he was going to cart her off to the nearby men's bathroom and he slammed the door behind him," so what kind of game are we playing? i know you were flirting with him just to mess with me, to get a rise out of me but that didn't entirely work out the way you thought it would, did it sweetheart?"

[drunkstext]

* OPEN STARTER / based on .

' when are you gonna f.uckin stop , huh ? . . . what happened the other night was a mistake , and it's not happenin' again . ' homme knew it was a lie — they'd always end up back in the same place , but for now , he meant it .

[hxtties]

@thcfantasyfactory is about to be broken in!

"Now where the hell did they find this one..?" Hunter uttered underneath his breath, sitting on a couch out of the frame on the set as he watched the proceedings. The crew had a spray bottle out, applying a fresh layer of oil onto the fine piece of ass they brought in for him today. Young blonde with a tight bod, huge heaving tits bulging from the too small bra they'd fit her in. Poor thing looked like she was fresh on the scene and then some.

Which made her ripe for the taking, far as he was concerned.

Hunter would look onward, lightly licking his lips as he palmed the ever growing bulge threatening the fabric of his board shorts. They were taking photos at the moment. Asking questions, shooting footage of said questioning, of her showing off her body, that they'd put in before the action. Eventually, she was going to be heading this way and that's where the two of them can get to the meat of the scene. Pun intended.

[persephonyed]

open to: anyone !

plot: when she was in college, a k*ller targeted her and all of her friends. they left a sl*ughter behind and were never caught. now it's 10 years later and signs of the k*ller are resurfacing and she's terrified out of her mind.

"did you get one of these too?" eve waved the ominously familiar note in their face, "has anyone else gotten one of these?" she was frantic, but the sudden panic made evefeel as if she were back in her dorm room, praying she wouldn't be the next victim as she heard her friends screaming on the other side of her door. flattening the thing out, the threat was evident and the writing was distinct. "this can't be real, right?"

[zurixmitchell]

CLOSED STARTER

LOCATION: The jail TIME: Tuesday, evening FOR: @kianlawson

Zuri went up to the visitor’s area, feeling anxious about her friend. The lights overhead made an annoying buzz as she took a seat across from Kian. There was thick glass between them. He looked tired, but he still gave her a little smile when he saw her. “Hey there, jailbird,” she said, trying to sound cheerful. While she was behind bars, she couldn’t stand people pitying her, and she thought Kian would feel the same. “We’ve missed you. So, check this out! I’ve got some wild stories from the neighborhood to take your mind off things. Did you hear about Mrs. Chen’s cat getting stuck in the chimney? It took three firefighters and a can of tuna to get him out.”

[angelxrp]

For her day off, Diana decided to spend it by the lake, her favorite place in town, and maybe take a dip to enjoy the nice weather. As soon as she got there, her blue hues fell over a man she thought she knew. Robert wasn't the type you easily forget or mistake by someone else. She was fully aware of their age gap, but since the day they met at her workplace, he had been living rent-free in her mind. "So here's where you hide when you're not in the diner," The blonde joked as she approached the older, letting out a soft chuckle. It was the first time she saw him outside the diner. "It's a lovely day to be outside, isn't it?" @foolishonewriting

[kittywriites]

open ;; legacy, repost for beta ;; dex lawson ;; 25-30, charming southern devil

“Well, tell your boyfriend he can watch. Maybe he’ll learn somethin’.” 

[breakagain-writes]

OPEN: females

muse: Lawson Beck, 30, straight,  audio engineer

notes: based on this

“Look, I know, okay? I know that this isn’t a great situation but you can’t tell me that you really want this to stop? That would be a mistake.” Lawson knew what he should be considering the mistake but he couldn’t when it felt like this to be with her.

[writermuses]

[disneyprincemuke]

a feeling so peculiar * fem!driver

the new season is finally starting and it doesn't start out as great as she'd expected

pairings: sebastian vettel x fem!driver, logan sargeant x fem!driver, mick schumacher x fem!driver, oscar piastri x fem!driver, liam lawson x fem!driver

notes: whatever is on the masterlist for the 2025 season is all i'm going to write for the 2025 season (i think) and it's all angst so sry in advance

(series masterlist) | (📂 2025: fall from grace)

for starters, she’s never been shy of being on the receiving end of bad news. or devastating news, or ones that feel earth-shattering.

she knows that because growing up in a male-dominated scene has prepared her for that. people used to tell her to give it up because she wouldn’t get anywhere with it, or not to get her hopes up expecting something from a place where she’s clearly not wanted.

but she’s made it this far to formula 1. with her best friends.

her first year in the sport, she climbed to a mere 6th place and ended 4th in her sophomore year. just months ago when the 2024 season had wrapped up, she was on top of the world. a woman in the top 5 of the driver’s championship — it’s definitely something.

to her, she expected that the only way was up.

she could not have been more wrong about that.

the lights have just gone out, the cars on the grid have just skidded off for the evening and she’s… in the garage? in liam’s garage, to be exact.

noise-cancelling headphones on her ears as she stares dreamily into the screen of data of liam’s car. realistically, she should be helping out because she’s always been big on numbers, but not today. something didn’t feel right.

she’d been so excited all winter break to get back into the car, hopping from all the adrenaline and glory she put in her pocket from the year before. only for her car to have an irreversible problem that would force her out of the race before it even began.

she didn’t even have a chance to participate in the first race of the season. no way to shut down all of the unwanted background noise of the critics of her involvement still in the sport.

“hey.” she feels a bump against her hip, flinching at the sudden intrusion of her thoughts. “brought you ice cream.”

her eyes flutter close and a sigh of relief passes her lips. she smiles and takes a small cup into her hands. “i was wondering where you’d run off to.”

matt grins. “you looked pretty upset so i went ahead and got you some ice cream. does it at least make you feel a little better?”

“yeah, a little,” she says softly, pursing her lips. “thank you.”

but there’s still a yearning in her chest to be the one in the car to race tonight. that’s not fair — how come liam gets to race this weekend and she doesn’t?

she thought about politely asking for his car, but she couldn’t get herself to do that to him. he’s now become one of her best friends after all.

“rocky.”

she tilts her head at the call of her name, turning around to meet a familiar pair of eyes. one that she’s honestly been avoiding all day from the turnout of the weekend.

sebastian had been the one to break the news to her: that she wouldn’t be able to participate in the race due to a fault in the car. she had simply nodded while tears formed in her eyes and turned to walk away from him.

if you were to ask sebastian, the lack of a response from her scared him.

“ice cream?” the girl offers with a small smile, extending her hand towards him.

sebastian glances down at the ice cream before lifting his hand to reveal a cup of himself. “matt got me a cup too,” he admits with a small grin. “i just wanted to check if you’re okay. with the car and the pulling out of the race…”

she smiles politely, lips pressed into a thin line. what exactly is she supposed to say to someone who doesn’t really have anything to do with the development of the car? well, he does have involvement in it — being a retired world champion warrants that kind of valuable input — but she hardly believes it’s his fault.

“it’s okay,” she says softly, feeding herself another spoonful of ice cream. she blinks as her answer registers in her head. she shakes her head with a small laugh. “i mean– i’m okay. it’s just one race.” she glances at matt, standing next to her. “right?”

matt blinks at her. caught off-guard by her sudden want of his opinion; he’s an actor, not a race car driver. he only knows more about one of the two and it’s the answer that his girlfriend wants to hear. so he nods, “right.”

she turns back to sebastian. “a little frustrating,” she shrugs, “but things like this happen. that’s what you always say.”

sebastian smiles. “you learn quick, kid,” he pats her head endearingly. “that’s a good grasp of the concept. you’ll be back on the track next week good as new, i promise.”

she nods, forcing herself to swallow down the words that sebastian spoke to her. but there’s a churning in her stomach that she cannot seem to ignore as she feels her appetite come to a halt suddenly.

she huffs softly as she turns back to the screen. things like this happen, she repeats in her head. surely it can’t get any worse than this.

so it apparently can get worse.

she sits in the car slightly longer than she needs, eyes staring intensely at the steering wheel in her hands.

something’s not right, something’s off. something doesn’t feel okay.

she wants to blame something — rather someone — that isn’t the car. perhaps, she’s suddenly become the problem without her knowledge? it feels like something has shifted in the air recently because nothing seems to go her way anymore.

“is everything okay?”

she flinches at the sudden voice that fills her ears, reminded that she’s still sitting in her car in parc ferme. “yes,” she answers softly at first, “yeah. i’m okay. sorry. it was just a long race. i’m quite exhausted.”

“copy. let me know if you need help, okay? or if you need to talk. it was a tough race.”

a finish out of the points feels so foreign to her. to be two races into the new season and not be in the top 10 of the driver’s championship. this time last year, she was at least in the top 8 in the standings by the second race of the season.

not this time.

but a slow start isn’t so unheard of for her. it feels like the only thing she can do now is hope that everything gets better eventually. it can’t stay like this all year, right?

when she does arrive at her garage, though, it seems that sebastian is not the only one concerned about her first finish out of the points in almost a year. a crowd has formed in her garage, her friends all staring at her cautiously as they await to see the big reaction that they’ve been expecting from her.

“what?” she asks softly, putting her helmet down on one of the vacant tables. “why are you all staring at me like that?”

the silence doesn’t stop. eyes dart all over the garage, some avoiding her gaze and some staring right at her every couple of seconds.

logan is the first to step forward; the boost from mick prompting an annoyed click of his tongue as he throws his arms into the air. “you uh,” logan blinks at her, “didn’t finish in the points today. how are you feeling?”

she blinks back at him. “i’m,” she trails off and catches oscar’s stare, to which he immediately looks away, “okay?” she tilts her head and furrows her eyebrows. “are you guys okay? you’re acting kind of… weird.”

her friends’ consideration for her feelings during this trying time is valid. once upon a time, she couldn’t handle the outcome of her not finishing in the points. she just had — has — so much to prove.

but it’s just one time out of her many races.

liam smiles. “we’re just concerned.”

“well your concern is concerning,” she laughs sheepishly, now tearing the velcro from her neck and unzipping her race suit. “i’m 22 — i can handle my emotions when i finish outside of the points. also, not my first time.”

a lie. she actually wants to start throwing things around. perhaps the steering wheel since it’s the only part of the car that she could actually detach and yank around, unlike others.

but it’s just one race.

“yeah, but we’re just saying,” mick speaks with a smile, “if you need to scream and cry and vent because you were out of the points — you can talk to us.”

“i won’t even take it personally if it was because of the team orders,” liam adds with a grin. “you know what? i’ll even scream with you.”

there’s only one person she wants to scream with right now, and it’s the only person that isn’t directly involved in whatever the hell this is.

“as will i,” logan presses his lips together, “i feel like i need to scream into the void until my lungs give out actually.”

she runs a hand through her hair. “i’m okay,” she holds her hands in the air to stop any more chatter from her friends who decided they know her better than herself. “let’s freshen up and regroup at the mclaren camp. ice cream, right? maybe dinner? oscar made podium — we need to celebrate!”

oscar shakes his head, taking a step forward. “we really don’t have to. it’s okay, it’s not even a big deal.”

“no,” she says firmly, head snapping over to the australian. oscar flinches back at the way she’d turn to him with his hand pressed against his chest. it’s silly that after all these years, he still tries to minimise achievements when she’s not had the share of the glory. “i’ll see you guys in a bit. 40 minutes?” she looks around. “where’s matt?”

“in my garage getting ice cream,” mick smiles. “40 minutes, right?”

“yes,” she mutters, quickly dismissing them as she heads for the exit to the paddocks. “i’ll see you then.”

the air feels thick when she steps into the paddocks. the whispers are louder than they used to be and the stares are boring holes into her again.

a heavy sigh passes her lips as she picks up her feet into a run, heading straight for her racing home. she just needs to be alone; be by herself.

because surely, it can’t get worse than this.

right?

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[fcundaticnsofdecay]

status: open to females

based: linked in source

connection: one night stand, old friend, ex, co worker etc.

please do not like my starters

his body's internal clock had woken him up around six in the morning like it always did. a habit that he had formed back in his college days. half the time it wasn't a bother but right then? all lawson wanted was to remain in sleep's sweet embrace. instead he found himself staring up at the ceiling of a bedroom that did not belong to him. the next thing he noticed was the smaller body beside his. she seemed to be dead to the world and he knew he could very easily just make a break for it. instead he made his way to the bathroom to take care of himself before he was walking into the kitchen. his movements were quiet as he began to see what she had in the way of food. he wasn't exactly a gourmet chef but he could make something. by the time he heard footsteps he had at least a few pancakes made, bacon going and some eggs. he glanced over to see the shocked look on her face," i figured you might be hungry and possibly hungover."

[amongstthechaoscrew]

Hi guys, welcome to Chaos.

This is my blog for Gordon Lawson, a character in a wip of mine I talk about over at @sliceoflifeshepard

Basically, what you need to know about Gordon is that he lives in a version of Nottingham where the supernatural roam the earth and he's a detective dealing with the chaos of murders by angels, demons and the supernatural and he's just trying to live his every day life.

He is 32. Not much is known about his family because nobody has ever really asked him before

Faceclaim: Robert Pattinson

This blog is open to asks about facts about Gordon that he will happily tell you about to get to know him, and all that jazz

You ask him questions, he'll tell you stories and I'll post starters every now and then so you or your ocs can interact with him!

[bldrdsh]

FALLOUT OC STARTER CALL! Muse specification preferred

Jamie Lawson

Camden Maitland

Penelope Garvey

Elizabeth Maitland

Veronica Jones

Rose Landry

Dorothy Landry

Adam Landry

Wes Landry

Roxie Landry

[swayhere]

canon starter call - open to anyone !

i have a strong urge to write some canon muses, so if you would be interested in writing against any of the canon muses listed under the READ MORE below, please comment/IM me and i can send a starter your way or reply to one of your starters.

i do not require you to know anything about my muse's canon, but i'm more than happy to tell you about it if you ask. i'd be happy to write canon muses against your ocs! also, mixing fandoms is 100% ok with me unless your canon muse is problematic and makes me uncomfy. my canon muses do not have all their memories or relationships from their life unless we plot it, but they will have the same general personality/ambitions.

if you are willing to write against my canon muses but don't care which, just like this post, and i'll take a look at your open starters and/or send you a closed starter at random with a muse i think fits the vibe.

*please don't agree to write against my canon muses if you're one of those picky weirdos that will be up in arms if i don't write a cannon muse exactly how you would.

( if you'd prefer to write against an oc muse only, check this post. )

canon muses i'd like to write: bold = extra big muse rn. strikethrough = exclusive, so not rn.

muses from tv shows: 

911 — eddie diaz , evan buckley , athena grant , bobby nash , karen wilson

911: lonestar — carlos reyes , grace ryder , judson ryder , t.k. strand , owen strand

as the world turns — dr. reid oliver , luke snyder

boy meets world — shawn hunter , jack hunter , angela moore , topanga lawrence

chuck — sarah walker , chuck bartowski , bryce larkin 

degrassi — jimmy brooks , sean cameron , ellie nash , marco del rossi , sav bhandari , drew torres , zoe rivas , miles hollingsworth iii , tiny bell , esme song , 

gilmore girls — jess , luke

good trouble — gael martinez , jamie hunter , callie adams foster , mariana adams foster , evan speck , joaquin perez , dennis cooper 

how i met your father — sid , ian , sophie , jesse

how i met your mother — marshall eriksen , lily aldrin , victoria

how to get away with murder — laurel castillo , connor walsh , oliver hampton , michaela pratt , frank delfino 

jessica jones — jessica jones

lost — kate austen , juliet burke , daniel faraday , desmond hume , sayid jarrah , sun-hwa kwon , claire littleton , walter ‘walt’ lloyd , charlie pace , hugo ‘hurley’ reyes , shannon rutherford , miles straume 

new amsterdam — lauren bloom , elizabeth wilder , casey acosta

new girl — nick miller , winston bishop , cece parekh

one tree hill — nathan scott , lucas scott , keith scott , chase adams , brooke davis 

outer banks (obx) — jj maybank , kiara carrera

please like me — arnold 

rosewell, new mexico — michael guerin , maria deluca , isobel evans

scandal — olivia pope , prezzy fitz

scooby doo — daphne blake

stranger things — robin buckley , steve harrington , jim hopper , chrissy cunningham , eddie munson , max mayfield , eleven , mike wheeler 

superstore — jonah simms

the 100 — finn collins

the bear — richie jerimovich, carmy berzatto , marcus , sydney adamu  

the mindy project — danny castellano 

the office — ryan howard , jim halpert , pam halpert , kelly kapoor , holly flax

the politician — river barkley , astrid sloan 

the young & the restless — sally spectra , adam newman , chelsea lawson , phyllis summers , lily winters , sharon newman , chance chancellor , victoria newman , tessa porter , amanda sinclair , cole howard

younger — josh , kelsey peters

muses from books: 

along for the ride ( book version only ) — eli stock , auden west , maggie  

one of us is lying ( book version only ) — cooper clay , nate

red white & royal blue — alex claremont-diaz , prince henry , zahra bankston

we were liars — gatwick ‘gat’ matthew patil

muses from movies: 

dead poets society — neil perry , charlie dalton , todd anderson

harry potter — lee jordan

les mis — enjolras , grantaire 

super 8 — joe lamb , martin , preston

twilight — irina denali , jasper cullen

[angelxrp]

@indiestarter

Open to males

Based on the second bullet

This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, but there was nothing happy about an arranged marriage for convenience. It meant the merging of two powerful families, their business would be even greater now that they were united. Diana walked down the aisle with the prettiest wedding dress she had ever seen, she was smiling at her future husband, but her mind was a mile a minute, thinking about the future she'd have, caught in a loveless marriage. The ceremony was going smoothly until the preacher asked if anyone objected and a voice from the door of the church said I do. She could feel her whole body tensing up and her heart pounding hard against her chest. That voice. Diana knew who it was before she looked in his direction. When their eyes met, it felt exactly like the first time. The world was crumbling around her and she could hear everyone asking who was that and other things, but at the same time, it felt like time had frozen and they were alone there. "W-What are you doing?"

[kittywriites]

[[ open ]] [[ Dex Lawson — 26-30, hot but evil sonovabitch ]] [[ based ]]

He’d already watched her finish her third glass of wine before he decided to pull his phone out. He’d been sitting in his usual spot for long enough to know that her husband was gone, she was alone, and it seemed she was trying to drown her sorrows. Perfect. Dialing the number he knew by heart, Dex smirked at the look on her face when she saw the telltale 'Unknown Caller' flash across her screen. She'd know exactly who it was. He hummed, a pleased little noise, at the sound of her hesitant, hopeful, voice as she answered.  “Looks like he left you all alone again, darlin’.” he spoke in a low voice. “He must not know what you look like in that little nightgown.”