𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃. there was only a little sting, a little blood, but as time went on the cut on her arm had gotten worse in pain, in the blood that stained the side of her arm. how did she manage to hurt herself ? it was simple, really, & a reason she wants to kick herself for. walking in the woods, as she often did taking in the nature that surrounded their home or the meadow, eyes failed to look carefully at the ground. a tree root covered by overgrown plants had caught her foot causing the teen to fall forward. when she did, as she tried to catch herself, her arm had gotten cut on a rock. ❛ it didn't seem so bad on the walk home . . ❜ she says almost sheepishly, cursing her apparent in inhertiance of being clumsy. ❛ does it look like it'll need stitches ? please say no-- ❜

[ * @wasntfair liked for a starter ! > renesmee cullen ]

(@demongemz || ada wong) "IT FEELS ALMOST LIKE A DREAM." maybe not always a bad one. flashes here and there were pleasant, just as flashes here and there weren't. lindsey could never predict what she might get next. "or like i'm going crazy." she fiddled with her water bottle. funny, she had always preferred her thermos. how much of that was her and how much of it was... not her? "i miss my gun." she sighed. "do you ever feel like that?"

starter for @vulpesse     :     Civic duty suggested that he report a crime  /  murder if witnessed  ,  even moreso  ,  his line of work meant that this affair might end up on his desk anyway  ,  but also  !  He pleaded the bystander effect  ( there were no other bystanders )  it wouldn’t make a difference if he interfered now  ( if he was fast  ,  he could apprehend her at the scene of the crime )  and overall  ,  𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐰𝐧  ,  lips frozen shut  ,  he didn’t dare make a sound   ——   light snow masking his presence  .  Escape was a sweet prospect in spite of risking his life  ,  but he was 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎  ;  he cursed his paltry sliver of conscience for flickering into existence now  .  He is not sure what gave him away  ,  but he was forced to dispel his illusion ability when she noticed him  ,  her eyes meeting his and he knew he was doomed  .  “  Y - you   ——   stop right there  !  ”

for @eunoiac and cloudy

cloudy was—well, to put it nicely, he was not the most cheerful person—so it was far from unusual to find him with an expression that matched his name. but after all their time working together, harlow likes to think he's getting quite good at telling what his boss is feeling, and this is far from his usual blank annoyance. he hesitates in the doorway before sitting across the desk from cloudy, stack of important papers still held tightly in his hands so his boss couldn't use them to escape this conversation. "all right. say the word and i cancel all the rest of your meetings today," harlow offers simply. there's a smile on his lips, but he's dead serious. cloudy works himself far too much, and harlow will feel like an asshole if he doesn't at least attempt to give him an escape today.

@notfrsale ➤ dialogue generator starters   ➤ accepting 

⠀ ⠀❛⠀ ⠀don't mention it, man. people like us gotta look out for each other, yeah ? not like anyone else does.    ❜

he flicks the ashes of his cigarette at the wall behind him, watches the fading silhouette of the scorned guest vanish into the dusk. then, with a sympathetic nudge in leo's direction ⁠—

⠀ ⠀❛⠀ ⠀hey, don't worry. we've all had a client get carried away on us sometime or another.    ❜

@ofmymanymuses​ liked this post for a song inspired starter song: nothin’ better to do by leanne rimes

“mama said idle hands are devil’s handiwork.” cormac breathed out his cigarette smoke. “oh the trouble you’ll get into.” he punctuated the statement with a wink in their direction. 

closed starter / @felteverywhere ♡ here for a spooky / halloween starter.

" i don't know, i feel like i might actually be going crazy. " a hesitant admission in a quiet room, nova looked so far from the well put together girl she usually was. hair a mess, dark circles under her eyes. paranoid. " i just— i can't shake the feeling that someone is following me. " lately, she'd been stressed. the most important audition of her life only weeks away which meant almost 24/7 training, pushing her body far beyond it's limits. nova couldn't distinguish if her fear was a reality, or if maybe she'd exhausted herself in the process of trying to be perfect.

(@lcvenderhcze || ed warren) AS FAR AS HE COULD REMEMBER, dolerhyde had never considered himself interested in the occult. more and more he found that changing. the why of it all, when it did matter, mattered less than what he felt his instincts were telling him. "how do you know if you're p—" he paused, shifting some gears. he didn't have this problem when thinking. he spoke much less. "if you have a demon living in you, or if you're just evil?"

Sergeant Askal

🥊 “Whatever. I'll just give them a one-way ticket home, courtesy of the Hundred-Hook Punch.”

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closed starter for @spicecbinet. based.

holds their arm for a beat, then two, before letting go and moving his gaze to the floor. they couldn’t, he could not. “i’m sorry” he mutters, breaking the silence, air pushed through his nose rapidly as he tries to collect himself. “you wanted some air, i’ll leave you to it” he says, though feet stay glued to where they are.

❝ that place looks like it has bodies in the basement. ❞ / from gwen!

ARCANE STARTERS // Accepting

"Well, what can I say?! Whoever did the decor went for the 'B-movie horror flick' vibe!" It wasn't the first time Star-Lord worked with her, hell, they'd even talked about jamming together a few times. God knows he needed a decent drummer, the guy he had right now could barely keep up when they played 'Bit of Good, Bit of Bad!' that said, it was the first time they did some good ol' fashioned sleuthing.

"So, how d'you wanna do this?" He put a finger on the side of the mask, making the eyes light up red and pointed at the windows. "There's a few windows I could bust through, but that'd take away the element of surprise... Your call though, I'm just along for the ride... And maybe I'll write a song later, who knows?"

@keepfight1n gets a RANDOM starter ! ft kari miller , tlou finale

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 , 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 on getting all three of them out of the hospital before anyone could catch up to them. granted , they had killed just about everyone on their rampage to get ellie out of the surgery room—the fireflies , the doctor , the nurses. all of them who stood in their way . . it felt easy , kari remembers considering to herself. she wasn’t nearly as trigger happy as joel nor as comfortable in it in specific situations yet when she needed to be she was just as bad. when family was concerned & especially ellie who had become , in her heart , a surrogate daughter. ( they didn’t even tell her , they didn’t even let her make her own decision. they were just gonna put her to sleep , carve up her brain , & do something they would hopefully make a cure. ) ; the elevator to the parking garage opens , kari taking a quick glance to either side before stepping out. half way to the car , marlene appears with a gun pointed directly at her. joel lingers , shoulders tense. ❛ you don’t wanna do this. ❜ kari warns the other woman in a heavy tone. ❛ you won’t win , marlene. this . . her life , what happens with it , isn’t yours to decide. you said you wanted to protect her . . how is killing her for a possible cure doing that ? ❜ asked with a raised brow. ❛ ellie deserves to be safe , happy. not dead in the ground somewhere. ❜

@withouthonor ♡’d for a starter (Cregan)

“Lord Stark,” The princess came to a rather abrupt stop which was rather difficult in the snow. Snow. Viserra had decided her first night in Winterfell that she hated it. And the cold, much different than the cold she experienced on Dragonstone. How could anyone survive in this?

“I was just..” Lost, no that would make her look a fool. “Exploring.”

@evocatiive​ muse: hadley bryant  inspo: from austin by zach bryan 

hadley could feel his heart breaking, but they deserved better than him, more than what he could give. “it’s about time i left austin, about time you settled down, with a man who doesn’t move as quick as a train rolling through town.” he sighed, glancing away from them.