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[devoureden]

a closed starter for my beautiful fiancée, @canncnball, from sophia flores.

"i'm busy, go away, rollins."

[cohenblake]

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @courtneyxblake

Cohen Blake was still shocked at the outcome of his life sometimes. He had loved Courtney for as long as he could remember - the two had met as neighbors when they were just five years old - and Cohen had made a promise to himself and to her that they'd be in each other's lives forever. And while they were living out that dream, there were still days that Cohen barely believed he deserved it. His life had been chaotic at one point, and despite the fact that he still didn't fee as if he did enough sometimes, he was more than thankful to have Courtney and her never ending love in his life. Because sometimes that was about all he had going for him. He parked the car outside his trailer, turning the engine off before he leaned into the passenger seat and grabbed his lunch box, tossing the water bottle inside and using his free hand to grab the flowers he'd picked from the side of the highway on his way home. Typical Wednesday night shenanigans if you asked him. Unlocking the front door, he made his way inside keeping quiet regardless of the fact he knew that he'd been heard - the unfortunate part of driving a beat up Bronco and living in a trailer often meant you couldn't show up at home unannounced - placing the keys in their designated spot before he took off his shoes at the front door, moving towards the kitchen and grabbing the now empty vase from the counter top. Filling it with water and placing the bouquet of wildflowers inside he returned it to it's home and moved through their home in search of his wife. "Court?" he called, quietening his footsteps in fear she may be sleeping and he was disturbing her.

[writermuses]

When Lilith pulled panels of fabric and bags of materials out of the back of her Uber, she didn't think about people watching her like she looked insane. Running her teeny tiny boutique in Hell's Kitchen was her dream and every piece of lingerie was something she'd dreamt up or made to help someone else's dreams come true. She didn't have employees and if she needed a pair of hands she harassed her siblings into being those people. Littlest sibling perks, she called it. Nevertheless, eyes were on her as she bent over the back seat in her tiny denim cut offs. Stumbling into her shop once she got the door unlocked, Lili struggled to the back where she made garments to dump her goods. They'd hardly left her arms before she heard the door chime. "Coming!" She hollered, breathless, and then hustled their way.

Stopping in her tracks, rosy cheeked and doe-eyed, Lilith looked up-up-up the length of the man in her shop, "Hi there. You looking for something special?" Her voice was soft and she cleared her throat, "I just got back in for the day. I usually look more put together than this." She didn't, but he didn't need to know that. Her sisters were always telling her that she needed to stop wearing cut up shorts, dying her hair plum purple, and knotting vintage tees at her waist. They'd even tried gifting her comfortable minimalist attire to get her through her time with clients. At the end of the day, Lili let her work speak for itself.

closed starter for @thereapersmc

[shivanixrao]

closed for @sofiafuentes location: sofia's place in midtown

"You know how you're like the most forgiving person around?" Shivani said as soon as Sofia opened the door to her place and she slid inside. She handed her a gift bag that definitely housed the other's favourite wine and then another bag that had takeout from their favourite place. "I was going to get here earlier but a certain someone was insistent on dropping me and I know when to stop arguing so that I can actually get out of there." She began taking the dishes out of the bag and grinned at her friend. "I may have also bought too much...but I think between you and me, we can finish this off."

[iskra-tqd]

Who: @abelasx Where: Initially meeting at the edge of Eterna, then traveling out.  When: Present in the timeline  Notes: You said in his bio that he has ghostwriters help him; if he’s publishing under a ghostwriting name or pseudonym please just search and replace his name in the relevant spots in this starter. I looked at his bio and headcannons and didn’t see a publishing name he uses. 

When Iskra had traveled in from her family’s estate, she had anticipated assisting the Iskaran refugees, not resolving environmental problems the influx of population sparked. With a bit more forethought, she probably should have anticipated the additional foot traffic, housing needs, and mouths to feed would disrupt the delicate balance between townships and unsettled lands and shown up earlier; but she hadn’t. Her dear aunt, Floria, had passed her a copy of an Eterna newspaper and tapped on an article toward the bottom of the page knowing it would interest her niece. What Iskra read in the neatly pressed words was, in summary, as follows: the influx of Iskaran refugees bolstering the population of Eterna was pushing city limits beyond their normal borders from foot traffic to commerce demands to temporary housing arrangements. The need for additional resources left grain silos depleted, had felled acres of forests that were not slated for harvest for years to come, and displaced hundreds of wild animals. In particular, the deforestation had impacted the habitat of the Skvader, a threatened species native to the Feywilds who had migrated as far as the Queenset Isles and Eastreach, and whose significant mating season was coming up in just a month or two’s time. 

Every mating season for this creature was important. Several dozen Skvader flocks had been under observation by some of Iskra’s more fauna-focused colleagues for years. Numbers weren’t dwindling, but the beasts' small population had barely remained stable for the last handful of years. A drop-off in birth rates, even just for one year, could be devastating to the potential for the species to rebound, and significantly increase the chances of eventual extinction. All of this to say, the creatures needed a few extra resources and an intervening hand to boost the certainty that they would be well-resourced for the upcoming hatching season. 

As soon as Iskra had finished the article, she penned a series of letters. Some to her colleagues in the field who could advise the best course of action to support local Skvader flocks and one to the editor of the Eterna newspaper. It had not shocked Iskra to receive letters back quickly from her friends in the field providing her with sage advice and actionable steps, but it did surprise her that the editor of the news publication had responded even quicker. They had thanked Iskra for her interest in the story and advised she seek out a High Elvhen named Abelas–as a renowned beastmaster and champion for the environment, Iskra recognized the name in an instant, though she had not yet had the pleasure of speaking or working with him. But plenty of his publications and principles had shaped her into the environmentalist she was today. 

Iskra tried not to look too excited as she gently kicked her heels into the side of her horse, a sleek, black mare with a shimmering coat and well-maintained mane named Selene. She gently directed the reigns to steer the horse in the direction of another mounted figure. The faiman did not know what Abelas looked like, but they were at the established meeting point at the edge of Eterna’s boundaries, which was agreed upon in their brief letters. “Are you Abelas?” she asked as she approached. 

[vievieveda]

busy | francesco & veda

@philoflore:

Well, perhaps tonight was not going to be suited for relaxing with a nice cup of tea. At least, this was what he figured. The patrons weren't much like the sort you found on the patios of his hometown, although he generally found that you shouldn't judge a person by their language, or their clothes, or the state of their hygiene, though he did pray that what he was seeing on the sole of these boots was mud. It didn't smell much like it did in his garden, and he kept his finger against his nostrils as he waited for the woman he thought to be the owner to return. She seemed to have it all under control, which he found quite remarkable, given the rough manners of her clientele.

"That look is nothing less but my way of expressing awe, Madam. Miss. Tavern keeper." He wrinkled his nose. He figured that the place was always in such a state, no matter the day. "Oh. Hum. I ... Well..." The look he gave her then was apologetic. He was just about to ask her something more complicated than that. "I suppose I can survive without tea. Perhaps do you store Chartreuse." It came from the bottle, and it also was just a cocktail of plants carefully selected. Closest and furthest thing to tea he could think of.

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"Veda. Vee if you're feeling some sort of way," she introduced when he tried to assign her a title. The human was no madam or miss, at least not in her mind. Having spent the majority of her formative years in the tavern had erased any manners or courtesy she might have formed elsewhere. Veda's language and general attitude was the same as the rowdy patrons that helped earn her keep. And she wouldn't have it any other way. "But the awe is appreciated all the same. That being said, feel free to remain awestruck even as I reluctantly tell you I have no Chartreuse and offer you some Madeira instead?" Vee graced the man with her most charming smile, resting her chin in her hand and elbow on the bartop. The options were limited by the tastes of her usual clientele. She only carried Madeira for the few regulars that preferred wine. "I've been told the ale doesn't taste like horsepiss tonight, as well."

[velvetrogue]

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When Celine agreed that he looked good in the glasses, a wolfish smirk crossed Hunter’s lips. “See, I knew you’d come round,” he bragged, tone as assured as it would be if he were presenting in court. He watched her as she moved over to the desk, and when she reached down to swiftly remove the glasses from his face, Hunter couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Technically, that’s theft, I could have you arrested for that. And I couldn’t be your lawyer either,” Hunter teased, another laugh following. He remained seated at his desk in the same comfortable position as before, entirely content to let Celine mess around as she saw fit. At her question about the look of the glasses on her, Hunter smirked. “Babe, you could pull off any look you wanted. You could come into this office wearing a bin sack, and people would still find you hot.” He winked when he finished, the male as ever an outrageous and unapologetic flirt. 

@jetaiimee

[nikhilxkohli]

location: dealer's choice casino closed for @mahirayc

Nik hadn't expected to run into Mahira when he'd shown up at the casino near the hotel but honestly it was a welcome surprise. Not to mention, they had an interesting history together with her most probably having a score to settle with him seeing as he'd beaten her at poker the last time they'd played together in Las Vegas. But now here they were seated closely enough at the poker table for him to be able to have a casual conversation with her. "The crowd in Vegas was better huh? These guys wager so little," he murmured in Hindi before giving her a smile that told her he was mostly teasing.

[midnightsaboteur]

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In just three simple words - ‘Jay, mi amor’ - Carla easily soothed some of the worry making his shoulders tense. Her nicknames for him always had a way of relaxing him, even in the most fraught of moments. Alongside those words, the way she came to rest her chin on his shoulder and slide her arms around his torso also helped to ease Jayson’s posture. However, it was Carla’s subsequent words that finally banished the worry from him, with her admission that the ‘organisation’ behind the task was in reality a bet between Carlos and her.

Jayson chuckled, and a grin spread across his lips. “It’s kinda my fault for assuming the worst, I guess. There I was thinking I was about to get whacked, and in reality it was a bet between you and your brother,” he mused, another laugh coming from him after the statement. He’d just been about to turn to face Carla when she nipped his earlobe gently, in a gesture accompanied by a playful purr about how talented his fingers truly were. 

“Talented with safes… or talented when touching something else… you’re giving me mixed messages here, babe,” Jayson teased, smirking. 

@siiinfully

[sarahshercohen]

› Who - Charlie (@pxtitxrosx) › Where - The wexley #301 › When - March 25th, afternoon

Sher has spent the past few days trying to write a new song, not something to top the charts but to give some levity to the residents of the Wexley, but she couldn't get past her writer's block. Finally she decided that maybe a fresh set of ears will help and remembered that she gave charlie a few guitar lessons before the outbreak and maybe it’s time to get back to it.

So she picked up her guitar, which she cleaned to the best of her ability, and walked down to the rose residence. Knocking on the door and playing a small tune as it opens “hey! Don’t think I forgot my favorite student! You have some free time to jam out?”

[teaganweatherford]

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @mattswheeler

"I have to say.. going through his things is proving to be a lot harder than I realized." Teagan sighed, looking down at the box in her hand and then back up at Matt who had made an appearance to help Teagan go through her father's things. It was only right seeing as how Matt was the closest thing to a younger sibling Teagan had ever had. She knew that this would be tough, but she didn't want anyone else sharing this experience with her. "I wasn't prepared to cry at the first article of clothing I spotted." she sighed, looking down at the flannel and then back up at Matt wiping underneath her eye.

[devoureden]

a closed starter for my heart, @alkalinc, from gemma roberts.

she just stood there with her phone in hand and she couldn't believe she let her mother do this to her again. "...dad's coming for a visit. i told mum not to even try. i don't want her here, so she went in on me once more."

[ciphertone]

@kleinstar , continued from here - made a new post for the sake of trimming !

It's not a surprise he's right - most people have something they could chalk up to terrifying visions - but it is good to see he's hit the nail on the head so well! His eye turns upwards and into a smile.

"IF YOU WANNA GET BLUNT ABOUT IT, SURE! I'VE BEEN SPYING ON EVERYONE FOR LONGER THAN YOU'VE BEEN KICKING. THAT JUST COMES WITH THE TERRITORY OF HAVING INFINITE KNOWLEDGE AT YOUR FINGERTIPS!"

[writermuses]

Taney looked over her shoulder, "Oh, all this paperwork and Mr. Serious has forgotten his words?" With a dimpled grin she shook her head. "Why would I get down when I love it so much when you spank me for insubordination?" While a sane person would obey, Taney was a nightmare, selfish and erratic one her best days. Her green gaze landed on the papers, not bothering to read them, simply observing the sheer amount of work he had to do. "Why summon me if you're clearly behind on whatever the hell it is you do?" Her head tilted to the side, the corner of her mouth curling, "Unless you like mailing papers out covered in cum. You do know you're supposed to lick the stamps, right? That that is supposed to be the only DNA on the damn things?" Her cackle echoed through the office. "Not it? So was I supposed to be your reason to stop working then?"

continued from here for @souldealsandnightmares

[shivanixrao]

status: closed for @kmadrigalsoto location: feel the beat dance studio

The session they'd been working on had ended just a couple minutes ago and a lot of the students were hanging around catching their breath, having some water and just cooling down. She caught sight of Kimberly on one of the benches and headed over to her before nudging her with her arm. "You look like you're having the best time so far...please tell me that's true or are you going to break my heart?" Shivani grinned at the other before taking a sip from her own water.

[girlgvn]

💗 — closed starter tagging: @wantcn

all day she'd been like this. unruly, desperate, wantonly throwing her scantily clad body at him in every brief moment alone like she was in fucking heat. vito wouldn't have minded it, had her step-mother not been somehow especially present that day, though he supposed her constant presence probably impacted anna's pathetic behaviour. when finally his wife settled down for sleep in one wing of the house and as he reunited once more with his daughter, he found himself almost immediately toe to toe with her. "careful, baby girl. i might think you're incapable of controlling yourself after how you behaved today." he searched her features, sure she would likely reach up for a kiss and the second she tried it, his hands got to work. one gripped one of her arms as he turned her around and the other hand slid into her hair, taking a tight grip as he marched her towards his study. "is that it, anna? can't control yourself? too much of a whore for me?"