where: anywhere u want fam
open to everyone! @aurorabaystarter
Carlos came to a sudden stop, his eyes darting towards the other person with a flicker of uncertainty clouding his expression. "Hold on," he said, his voice cautious yet resolute, "I need to be honest here. I'm not entirely convinced that going through with this is the right move."
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Wait ok monngos ask is also making me think in general abt kanako and chujins magic. I want to know what type of bullet patterns they have. Whether they have any cool abilities like cerobas hp depletion or starlos slow-motion. Whether they even HAD strong magical abilities at all. I must know.
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status: open to all @nepofmstarters
location: anywhere that makes sense
his iconic gucci heart shaped sunglasses cover his emerald green eyes, head pounding as he rubs his temples with black polished nails, evidently too hungover to function right now considering he's wearing damn sunglasses indoors. this is what happens for thinking he would be okay without taking some aspirin before he partied last night, that met gala was fucking brutal. ❝okay, but why are you screaming?❞ he questions, resisting the urge to groan, eyes shutting behind dark frames. ❝like it's seven am,❞ it was well past one pm, but okay wesley, ❝lets all just use our inside voices, yeah?❞ jesus fucking christ, get a grip.
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Sarada's backstory as I choose to believe it: Orochimaru had Uchiha reproductive cells (Sasuke's) and Uzumaki reproductive cells (Karin's) and made Sarada in a fleshy vat as a prelude to his cloning endeavors. Because he's fucked up and wanted to create a genetic super baby. Karin got in contact with Sasuke to let him know. Sasuke was like um well fuck that, and dumped Sarada off onto Sakura bc wtf is he gonna do with a baby? And everyone lied to Sarada about her parentage forever. The end.
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My nerves compress very easily and now my left hip/thigh is numb and I don’t know whyyyyy which is so fun isn’t it. I probably just somehow put too much pressure on my hip while I was sleeping but it’s not going away which means it’s also probably something my slippery sacroiliac joint and evil tight muscles are continuing to press on. It only starts to go away if I lay completely on my stomach. Fun
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closed starter for: @silencedmoths
based on "pov" by ariana grande!
The week was a frustrating one. A string of days where nothing seemed to go his way. The masculine energy that boiled within him refused to let any kind of emotion out. He would rather die than to have anyone see him drown. So instead he shut down. All week he kept to himself and refused to talk to anyone unless needed. It culminated into a rainy evening at her place. Maybe it was the overwhelming storm that SMACKED against the windows. Or maybe it's how her touched made his body light up in a way that made everything feel so vivid. Thoughts of doubt bubbled to the surface. Tears began to form in his eyes which only made him more frustrated. She was watching him drown and he couldn't stop it. "I just wish I saw me the way you did."
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LOCATION : PRIDE PALACE / @fairfordstarters
she took a surprising day off --- an unusual occurrence for her, but this was a special occasion that she wanted to experience to herself. she'd never seen a drag show in person, only on tiktoks and on twitter, so how could she not? it seemed like it'd be a fun time and she wanted to show her support. the show had yet to start, and aviva felt a bit out of her element. not the shy type, but definitely not a huge drinker -- or bar attendee, for that matter. she preferred to spend her nights either at home or at the station, both doing work, so relaxation and fun times out were never much on the agenda. this was slightly new. staring at the bar menu for a few moments before she turns to the person next to her. "any recommendations? i'm a bit torn .."
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sometimes i think maybe it's a good thing i'm so traumatized and fucked up mentally and emotionally bc then i never expect ppl to be kind or even just plain old nice to me, so when they ARE kind or nice i feel overwhelming gratitude and almost a sense of awe HFDSJKL like... i dont know if i would have had this appreciation for each little piece of kindness if i wasn't the way that i am. but also i know thats kind of an absolutely wild way of thinking about this LMAO
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@mvsicinthedvrk asked ... ♫ + 76 for zoe & lu junyi — "june" by charlie burg
"i'll only push you away like i did before ." zoe sighed , knowing how this same story played out each and every time . "why even bother asking ?"
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location: somewhere around town - anywhere extra decorated
status: open
Christmas wasn’t Levi’s favorite holiday - since he was Jewish - but there was no denying how pretty everything looked, even if Levi always felt a little on the outside looking in about it. He wasn’t surprised by the way the center of the town seemed to come alive this time of year, the string lights glinting off the snow in such a way that it almost felt magical. Something about it was uplifting, and hopeful, and for once, Levi tried to focus on the bright side.
“Does it always look like this?” It was hard to be alone in such an open space, and Levi spoke to the person closest to him. “In the wintertime, I mean. Unless they really keep this stuff up year round.”
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𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 : @nepofmstarters
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 : a club or bar
𝐖𝐇𝐎 : winnie & your muse
“ he was like ' all i did was spill my drink , you don't have to be so mad . ' like ? the audacity is crazy , why wouldn't i be upset that you can't look where you're walking and you're sloppy ? ” winnie sighs as she dabs at the wet spot on her top , features set in disappointment .
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𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : anywhere ( knight bus shenanigans ) !
they’d never have gotten away with indulging in their side hustle if it were ANY busier, but between it being midweek and word getting around that otto was the one driving the 59, tonight, damaris was getting a shocking amount of down time. the greying wizard was notoriously slow even by muggle standards, nevermind other knight buses, and more than once in the last few hours had they slowed to pick someone up in the middle of the english countryside only for them to have ‘forgotten’ something crucial and insist they’d catch the next one. with rent due friday and bills going out of their account first thing monday, they’re lucky & they know it. the sickles they make off a susceptible customer each time they spread a tarot deck across a spindly table aren’t much, but they build up enough to be worth it, over time. they just have to keep going - which they do, though with everyone else on the bottom floor now sound asleep, they feel like they’re able to be a little more dramatic without fear of being overheard. usually, it pays more. “it’s not looking good, bruv,” they suck in a breath for emphasis and make sure to look at the chosen cards with appropriate levels of horror. tonally, it’s actually a really good imitation of the tik tok - and they’re a little chuffed by it - but they don’t have high hopes of their wixen comrade actually getting the reference, “it’s not looking good.”
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open starter
where: library
when: tuesday oct 18 morning
he was supposed to be writing an essay. and usually leaky had no problem with his homework, ecological ethics was actually one of his favorite classes. but it was game day, and it was always harder to concentrate on game day. so there he sat, fake tapping away at his computer at the shared table of the library commons. every sound caught his attention, causing him to look around, trying to catch anyone’s eye to use as an excuse. and finally he decided to give in, leaning toward the other that sat at the table careful keep his voice low cause in all honesty he was a bit afraid of the librarians. “psst, hey, hey.” he tapped his fingers against the wood. “are you going to the game tonight?” he smiled brightly at them.
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` 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎. . . . . anyone.
the neon lights pulsed to the beat of the music , painting the la nightclub in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors . odessa was in her element , her laughter mingling with the energetic ambiance of the crowd . her dark eyes sparkled with mischief and charm as she swayed to the rhythm of the music , her lithe figure captivating everyone around her .
as she made her way through the lively dance floor , a chance encounter brought her face to face with a familiar stranger . her hazed over hues locked on them , the electricity between them palpable . time seemed to slow as they both sensed an undeniable chemistry that hung in the air like a magnet drawing them together , or was the alcohol in her system causing her to move in slow motion ? to be frank , she didn't know or care .
in that moment , odessa's playful demeanor was infused with a touch of daring curiosity . she leaned in , her voice a calling out above the music , “ come on ! come & dance with me ? ”
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open: f / m
❝ don’t tell me you’re getting shy now - c’mon, we both know you love a crowd. put on the show you’ve been dying to give. ❞
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