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[defectedsources]

✎ ( 911 PILOT EPISODE STARTERS. )

a roleplay meme of quotes from the pilot episode of the first responder drama 911. WILL CONTAIN POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING QUOTES. do not steal or repost. FOR REBLOGGING ONLY.

❛ don’t worry. he’s gonna be alright. ❜ ❛ you said if i got to you in five minutes, you would be all mine. ❜ ❛ someone punch you in the face? ❜ ❛ let’s not ruin everything by actually getting to know each other. ❜ ❛ we’re living in a golden age. ❜ ❛ this woman is so far outta my league , but she’s just once-in-a-lifetime. ❜ ❛ when was the last time you ran into , or jumped into anything? ❜ ❛ i’m telling you , the uniform is a major aphrodisiac. ❜ ❛ wash your hands! we don’t know where they’ve been. ❜ ❛ this is not a family. it’s not a clubhouse. ❜ ❛ see the fire. put out the fire. the rest is blah blah. ❜ ❛ the system , and the rules are not arbitrary. ❜ ❛ you know you’re not helping him by going easy on him. ❜ ❛ he just needs a little direction. ❜ ❛ i’ll remind you that after he gets you killed. ❜ ❛ i’ll race you! ❜ ❛ race yourself rambo. ❜ ❛ who’s rambo? ❜ ❛ okay first of all , that’s awful. ❜ ❛ stand back. i got this! ❜ ❛ try to find some common sense while you’re down there. ❜ ❛ don’t we need a warrant or something? ❜ ❛ do i look like i’m asking you to make an arrest? ❜ ❛ let’s do this. ❜ ❛ it’s not working! ❜ ❛ nobody held the elevator? ❜ ❛ come on , i’m twice as fast! ❜ ❛ you’re gonna be okay. you’re gonna be great. ❜ ❛ hospital eta five minutes! ❜ ❛ there’s nothing more we can do. ❜ ❛ we did our jobs very well today. ❜ ❛ you do not get to choose who lives and who dies. ❜ ❛ you’re gonna get someone killed. ❜ ❛ i promise you , the next time you screw up. it’ll be your last. ❜ ❛ get in the truck. ❜ ❛ dude , as far as i’m concerned , the world began the day i was born. ❜ ❛ oh my god! I’m gonna start calling you snake-ipedia! ❜ ❛ why don’t i just punch it in the face? ❜ ❛ it’s not some guy at an el torito happy hour! ❜ ❛ we don’t have time for this! ❜ ❛ why is that always the first option for you white-boy , macho tough guys? ❜ ❛ guys i’m totally gonna take credit for this. it’s gonna get me laid for a week. thank you. ❜ ❛ i’m gonna skip the part where the two idiots flirt. ❜ ❛ um , did you follow me here? ❜ ❛ all that stuff weighs you down. it slows you down. ❜ ❛ if we lose a couple seconds , people die. ❜ ❛ don’t do this to me. ❜ ❛ for what it’s worth , everyone thinks it sucks. ❜ ❛ you got some skills. just not a lot of discipline. ❜ ❛ you’ve got to be kidding me. ❜ ❛ i need a favor. ❜ ❛ i’ll have something for you in less than five. ❜ ❛ all right. no heroics. don’t go chasin waterfalls. ❜ ❛ i don’t know what that means. ❜ ❛ you can’t go in there right now. ❜ ❛ i know what this looks like. ❜ ❛ you’re giving me another chance? ❜ ❛ you were right to fire me. ❜ ❛ so are we talking again? ❜ ❛ i think i’m not fired. ❜ ❛ your shifts not over yet. ❜

[necrostar]

How unbelievably embarrassing. Him, the great Bakura, the master of stealth, the clear know-it-all of everything... got locked out his own house again. This time, however, with his lockpicking set still inside. He'd forgotten it when he left that morning.

And now, with nowhere else to go, he was at his doorstep like a stray. What a nightmare. It was one thing if he was here for... literally anything else. It's another when you need something.

Without a word, face tinged red, he knocked with the side of his fist.

"Atem! It's me, open the door!" He barked, stepping back with his arms crossed. He looked impatient, annoyed, and most importantly: like a wet cat. It poured rain the entire way over. Even the sky wanted to point and laugh at him.

@kitxkatrp

[lucidrims]

˖  ࣪  .  ࿐  ♡  ˚  .  bomi  coming  thru  for @blackcardz

            it  was  always  a  pleasure  dining  with  the  duo,  both  of  them  full  of  life  and  enthusiastic  as  per usual  -  a  stark  contrast  to  her  own  parents  who  were  brooding  and  condescending  toward  her  and  others.  the  usual  conversations  ensue,  with  hyunwoo's  mother  asking  her  about  school  and  how  her  studies  are  going.  bomi  wasn't  much  of  a  talker,  but  they  were  an  exception.  in  the  midst  of  the  meal  with  her  would-be  in  laws,  his  presence  comes  into  view,  halting  the  conversations  effectively.  '  oh,  good  of  you  to  join  us,  hyunwoo.  come  sit  next  to  your  wife  ',  his  mom  chimes  out  with  a  giggle  to  match.  giving  the  older  male  a  small  smile  and  even  a  head  bow,  she  puts  on  a  rather  fake  act  -  knowing  this  would  be  one  of  many  of  such  acts,  given  their  arrangement.

[novaxanomaly]

Father-Son Day || Nikolai/Lucifer || Open Starter

Lucifer, the fallen angel, had started living here, and pretending to be human. Even going as far as giving himself a human name, Nikolai. He had children from multiple mothers all over the world and it wasn't uncommon for one of them to walk into his life and demand attention.

Nikolai lifted his head up to look at his child, "How about we spend some time together, hmm?" He asked, tilting his head to the side just a bit. "We don't do that much, huh?"

[famemaxence]

Who else is excited for the Olympics to start next month?! I have always loved watching it, but knowing it'll be hosted by my country makes me even more excited! Anybody else planning on seeing some events in person? Any favourite sports? I love the diving and field athletics most, I think, but I'll happily watch most of them. @hfrpstarters

[mcflymemes]

PHANTOM THREAD (2017) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i cannot begin my day with a confrontation.

i feel as if i've been looking for you for a very long time.

you found me.

i wanted time with you. i wanted to have you to myself.

you are a very handsome man.

why are you not married?

i'm certain i was never meant to marry.

you sound so sure about things.

i think you're only acting strong.

maybe you have no taste.

you have the ideal shape.

don't start crying.

i'm not crying. i'm angry.

whatever you do, do it carefully.

kiss me, my girl, before i'm sick.

i want you flat on your back. helpless, tender, open with only me to help.

i think it's the expectations and assumptions of others that causes heartache.

are you a special agent sent here to ruin my evening and possibly my entire life?

why are you so rude to me?

why are you talking to me like this?

yes, this is your house. of course it's your house.

i'm surrounded on all sides!

you brought me here!

when the hell did this happen?

where's your gun?

stop playing this game.

if it's my life that you're describing, it's entirely up to you whether you choose to share it or not.

why don't you just fuck off to back where you came from?

is there something i'm unaware of?

don't you start using that filthy little word.

there's nothing i can say to get your attention aimed back at me, is there?

a house that doesn't change is a dead house.

if you want to have a staring contest with me, you will lose.

is this an ambush?

then i want you strong again.

i don't understand what you're saying. i can't hear your voice.

you might wish you're going to die. you might wish you're going to die, but you're not going to.

i can predict the future, and everything is settled.

i finally understand you.

right now we're here.

i'm getting hungry.

what a model of politeness you two are.

marriage would make me deceitful, and i don't ever want that.

you need to settle down a little.

you certainly won't come out alive.

i'll go right through you and it'll be you who ends up on the floor.

[name] has made my dreams come true.

it's comforting to think the dead are watching over the living.

i don't find that spooky at all.

are you here? are you always here?

i miss you. i think about you all the time.

i hear your voice say my name when i dream and when i wake up, there are tears streaming down my face.

must be quite a challenge to be with him.

sometimes i jump ahead in our life together, and i see a time near the end.

i just miss you. it's as simple as that.

i want to tell you everything.

don't pick a fight with me.

you are not cursed. you are loved by me.

who is this lovely creature making the house smell so nice?

there is an air of quiet death in this house and i do not like the way it smells.

i don't even know what that word means.

it does concern me. it concerns me very much.

i'm not moaning.

it hurts my feelings.

i don't know what i'm doing here.

i'm just waiting around like an idiot for you.

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{Starter for @corazcnes for the Crossed Universes Au}

The Rayman from another world had been pulled into a meeting alongside his brother and Raymona. The Fairy Council were discussing a course of action to take over a missing caravan of teensie farmers. Murfy was going over a map of the route taken and his expression would shift to one of concern.

"I'm going over the route the caravan took and It's dangerously close to one of The Wild Ones' territories. It's possible that they may have ventured too close to their land. If that's the case...

Oh boy..."

"We can't just do nothing! The caravan may need help! I know it's dangerous but maybe we should--"

Every member of the high council would respond with a firm "NO." Ly would turn to the heroes with hurt in her eyes. "I'm sorry. We'll continue trying to figure out a way to investigate safely. It's just too dangerous to have you go. Even for both of you Raymans."

The meeting would be dismissed, and the limblesses would leave the council building. The native Rayman seemed very upset at the ruling. He wanted to help them somehow, but he also knew just how dangerous getting near those lands were.

[cherrygrxves]

open to f | about jordan | muses are out to eat.

"babe, please don't trip on this waitress - she's just being friendly."

[voidmarkd]

#voidmarkd; an indie, selective and fandomless portrayal of Atlas Fitzgerald, featuring themes as life in a coven, rebirth through death, marked by the void, necromancy, betrayal and abandonment, the blood and the burden, keeper of forgotten graves, [ . . . ] mutuals only. 21+. low activity. eng/ger. ♱ carrd ♱ memes ♱ open starters

[astralfms]

@palmviewstarters // salty sailor bar

fidgeting with the stem of her glass, celeste leaned against the bar and scanned the room for her company of the night. being one of her go-to spots, most of the faces were familiar ( as they could be with a drunken haze clouding the memories. ) people were her favorite pastime, which made it more difficult to choose just one. how could she possibly know how she'd want to end the night when it had just begun ? huffing to herself, she downed the drink and signaled for another, deciding to go with proximity and see where it took her. "so, do you come here often ?" she asked the patron next to her, stifling her own laugh at the corny joke. "sorry, i've always wanted to use that line."

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Open Thread

Open to everyone - M/F

Relationship type - Friend, lover, spouse, colleague, ex partner.

Plot type - Drama, angst, smut with plot

Approved Kinks- Roleplay, objectication, breath play, knife play, BDSM, exhibitionism, scene play, dom and sub, sadism and machoism, edge play, CBT, impact play, rope bandage, fisting, pegging, orgasm control, dirty talk, nipple play, gags, praise kink, electrostimulation, whipping, wax play.

Plot - Luca has been secretly diagnosed with stomach cancer and he's decided that he's leaving SWAT and leaving LA, but he doesn't intend on telling anyone who is in his life. Convince him to stay and give him some hope because he may or may not get the treatment to fight it.

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Luca removed his bag from his locker and discreetly began removing the contents of his locker piece by piece so no one would notice, sighing softly as he jammed a few pictures into one of the pockets before zipping up the pocket. In a few weeks he would be gone and no one would know where he would end up because truthfully, he didn't know where he would end up. And since he was off the next day, he was planning on going home and getting shit faced drunk. Do drunk that he wouldn't be able to walk, talk or even think.

[voidofvices]

:: take me to church // fresme // for @spangleddreams ::

⸻

Claude was floored by her words. He didn't know what to say for a long moment as they slowed their movements. A warm smile found his lips—a true rarity these days—and he drew her closer as they danced by the warm hearth, rain pelting the windows outside and making for the perfect background noise alongside a crackling fire.

It slowly became an easier dance, something sweeter than the fun they had been having just moments before, and his heart surged into his throat at the realization. There always came an agony, having her this close to him. His brows drew together as he cradled her close, long fingers gently encircling hers.

"He would," said Claude, eyes roaming her face. "God gave us this, this life and what's in this world to be found. Perhaps I should take time to enjoy the little things more often. I'm not doing myself any favors by allowing misery to take hold. This ministerial position will be the end of me, if I let it be. Keeping Parisians on the right side of the law, the side of good and just, has never been an easy task. It's a constant struggle."

[blckmcgicxx]

open to: m/f/nb muse: faye montgomery, samantha logan fc, dancer, 26 years old plot: we matched through an online dating app and chatted almost everyday before one day losing contact with each other, flashforward a year and here you are being introduced as my siblings significant other.

this was the last thing that faye needed to deal with. with them sitting right across from her. she could remember them talking to each other every day back when they had matched together on that dating app. but now? it seemed as if that had all flown out the window. excusing herself from the table, instead of heading up to her old room, she made her way outside. every part of her was screaming to just leave. but that would only lead to her family calling her and asking why. hearing the door shut, she turned around to see them walking out. "don't. just don't." was she pissed? absolutely. she was pissed.

[firebrnd]

              Lovely-eyed. Death-touched. Witch.

I have never understood where the line is drawn, between sacrifice and self-slaughter. All the years I've been sacrificing for my friends sake, but at what cost? I love them, dearly. But what if I am sick of being the slaughtered lamb? The thought of being the protagonist of the story for once is uncomfortable, yet exciting. ( . . . )

# F̲I̲R̲E̲B̲R̲N̲D̲ ･ﾟ― headcanon based, private and selective portrayal of Bonnie McCullough ; influenced by book and show ( the vampire diaries ) but not following either of the storylines ( mun is heavily anti j.plec ! ) ; currently re-reading the books but consider this version of our beloved Bonnie as canon-divergent and heavily worked on by the mun. 21 + only, m&pdni ! ger/eng, but I'll stick to german for longer novels/threads for now. ― ･ﾟ

MAINS: @geisterwelt @ashbalfour @dopplgaenger @verflcht

NAVIGATION: 𝓅𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 l 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒹 l 𝓇𝓊𝓁𝑒𝓈

( fyi: the muse and blog are still a wip and a lot will be changed within the next days/weeks, as I am still re-reading the books (hooked on book three) ! but i am absolutely thrilled to interact and plot with you ! )

[novaxanomaly]

Open Runa Starter || First Meeting

It was like any other day at school. Runa was going through her backpack at her locker and suddenly there was a tug on her hair, making her hiss.

"Whoa, it's just me." Her best friend, Takeshi, was there, giving her a hug. She had to admit, his hugs did always made her feel a hell of a lot better.

"What's up, Kesh... I am trying to get my book for class." she said to him and went back to searching her bag.

"Buuut, i have someone for you to meet!" He said to her and smiled widely.

She huffed, "Who?"

Takeshi stuck his hand into her bag, somehow finding her book and putting it against her chest, moving her hand to hold it there. he then grabbed the bag and shoved it into the locker and closed it. "Come on." he grabbed her wrist and dragged her down the hall and around the corner, "Runa....Meet my friend!" he introduced her to the new person and she blinked.

[fightingdragcnswithycu]

open starter: @hiddenstarters venue : local tavern

after months at sea, oona was trying to find her land legs again. she loved traveling the world and if she could do it without coming on land ever again, she would but it was not possible. they needed supplies so here they were, her and her crew, "excuse me," she said to someone as she walked into the tavern, "what is the... how you say? currency here? how do i pay? do they accept gold pieces?" she asked.