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It was late. And I mean fucking late. Husk had closed the bar early for fuck whatever reason. He just didn’t wanna drink at his bar anymore. He didn’t even wanna drink at a bar. It reminded him of his deal. That stupid fucking deal. It was so far behind him he had forgotten the taste of freedom. What a funny concept that was. “Fuckn… peice a shit..” he mumbled to himself while kicking some trash along the street. He couldn’t see what it was, and frankly he didn’t care what it was. With one last sip he finished the bottle of whiskey he was carrying. He stared at it for a moment before throwing behind him. But unfortunately, it someone. It hit… <insert your character here> ?

A brief trip to the nearest nightbrother enclave and I acquired a chiseling set to dig this from the singing stone.

It is much louder now.

The rock is not kyber, or any other force-aligned material I have heard of before. It feels a bit like a pool of ichor, but it is not liquid. Tentative prodding produces no reflection of sentience or thought.

A curiosity. One I will likely have to bring to one coven or another if I want insight beyond my own. I have heard there is a market where multiple clans trade between each other. Perhaps there.

Lazy octopus ( open dbd starter)

Could there be peace and quiet in the fog? Maybe, after all, the part that belonged to Lu didn't have many inhabitants, basically just him, fish and other sea creatures in the water.

And the black parrots that were his eyes, the ravens would not fit in with the surrounding flora. Lu watched as the little curious octopus moved in the small ball of water he had created around her, a slight smile showed on his face. It was a few of the moments when Lu simply did not sleep. The water bubble slowly rolled and disappeared into the sea with octopus. Lu looked curiously in the direction where the footsteps came from.

Open Starter | Levi

Levi grimaced, one hand pressing against his ribs, blood slowly oozing between his fingers. He limped up the steps and groaned softly, leaning against the door frame. He had thought he knew what he was up against, but they had requested back up sooner than expected. Levi was now cut in several places, had a bullet in his leg, and one wedged between his ribs, and parts of his face were swelling and turning black with bruises.

He kicked on the door lightly, knowing they would be furious with him, but he had no choice. He had no one else to go to. They knew what he was, and that people wanted him dead. He had never gotten around to explaining his past to them though, before they broke up. Now he was at their door, bleeding and on the verge of passing out. Yeah. It was safe to assume they were going to be furious.

Diverse cast of muses more always to be added.  

Asian and “western” fcs

Supernatural based rp

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Roleplay sentence starters but it’s out of contexts quotes from me and my family

“Just because I want to be a librarian doesn’t mean I have to marry a librarian!”

“It’s hard to read when you’re yelling at a skeleton in your head”

“Maybe the baby in the basement was the friends we made along the way?”

“I’m gonna play a princess accordion and I’m gonna play it very loudly!”

“You can’t wash your hands with a duck anymore!”

“Apparently corn is very flammable when prepared incorrectly”

“Grandma taught him how to get up and dance!”

“Sometimes when you pretend you’re a zombie it makes my brain very cranky”

“I’m not a poop!”

“Are fairies mammals?”

“I don’t wanna be a princess I wanna be a junkie”

“Penguins love the American flag!”

the starters pokémon series traumatized me as a child but also funny pink and yellow pokémon

Myth: Divine Rivalries

//Closed Starter. @agentpeggycarterrogers

Steve was exhausted.  It had felt like he’d been fighting for decades now.  Although that was probably true.  It had been a long time.  Just one thing after another, wearing him down until there was only Captain America and nothing left of the man before.  Ultron had told him that without war he’d be nothing, and for a long time that as all he believed.  Ever since the war every part of him had been chipped away.  Losing Bucky.  Crashing the plane.  Being pulled out of the ice only to find that the thing he’d died trying to destroy was back in the hands of people using it to try and take over the world again.  Loki.  SHIELD.  Ultron.  His own friends.  By the time Thanos had snapped his fingers, Steve had already lost everyone he’d ever had.  Some of them more than once.

But he’d kept going, because that was all he had.  Until Scott had shown up and given him a glimmer of hope.  So he fought again and won.  He lost more, Natasha and Tony, but there was hope underneath.  Hope that maybe, thanks to time travel Captain America could be handed off for good and he could be Steve Rogers again.

He’d had concerns though.  Concerns that he’d talked to death with Bucky.  Would everyone be okay without him?  What if Peggy didn’t want him?  What if he’d changed too much and he wasn’t the man Peggy had fallen in love with?  What if he messed up the timeline?  But in the end Bucky had assured him he’d be okay.  That they all would.  The timeline couldn’t be changed, if Steve went back and Peggy took him back, then that was what was meant to happen.  If not, then that was meant to happen too, and at least he’d know for sure that there was no place in this world for Steve Rogers anymore.

Even knowing that, he was frozen in place.  He had been travelling through time for weeks now, fighting and sneaking around as he put the infinity stones back where they belonged.  He was beaten up, exhausted, and terrified.  This was the moment.  He was going to see Peggy again.  His Peggy.  And if she rejected him, he wasn’t sure what he’d do next.

He brought his hand down, knocking on the door.

closed starter for @firestorm-heroes

Tony stepped out onto the party deck and surveyed the room.  The party was in full swing, full of Avengers, Agents, and plenty of hangers on, hoping for their chance to touch fame.

He pushed his sunglasses up.  He wore red lenses to hide the red in his eyes.  It had been something he learned a long time back, and now they were a signature piece that he was able to hide with his playboy look.  It was getting harder to hide his true nature these day. With all the supernatural stuff in the world coming out, the fact he was never seen in the daylight was hard to explain, but thankfully he had his armor to protect him now.  As far as he knew no one knew, and he planned to keep it that way. 

He spotted the new meat, Layla at the bar with Clint and Natasha.  The two had been sharing a flirtation since she joined and while he knew he couldn’t take it further without risking her finding out what he was, but it was still fun to play along.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked as he sidled up to her.

Starter for @kaelyn-stocktonmil

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It was a late night. 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 outside. The night was a quiet one. Not a soul was awake in the hotel. Save for Husk and possibly ꍏ꒒ꍏꌗ꓄ꂦꋪ

❝ Fuckn’ asshole. Keepn me up till the crack a dawn. Aint nobody fuckn’ her- ❞

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃. It was almost ˢᴵᴸᴱᴺᵀ if Husk hadn’t had ̶T̶̶H̶̶O̶̶S̶̶E̶ ̶D̶̶A̶̶M̶̶N̶ ̶C̶̶A̶̶T̶ ̶E̶̶A̶̶R̶̶S̶ there was no way he could’ve caught it.

❝ Who the fuck is there? ❞

a single tooth was revealed under a subtle 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄

RP with @noir-ish-bee

A strange event has been going on in town, and boy was it popular: a fabled multiversal maze where the people inside the maze get to travel to different dimensions across the multiverse while trying to find the exit. One of these people is BluJay, who was admittedly lost.

"MAN! This maze is so confusing, and I'm only at the beggining of this maze. Must be near a multi-dimensional gateway any second now."

Lazy octopus ( open dbd starter)

Could there be peace and quiet in the fog? Maybe, after all, the part that belonged to Lu didn't have many inhabitants, basically just him, fish and other sea creatures in the water.

And the black parrots that were his eyes, the ravens would not fit in with the surrounding flora. Lu watched as the little curious octopus moved in the small ball of water he had created around her, a slight smile showed on his face. It was a few of the moments when Lu simply did not sleep. The water bubble slowly rolled and disappeared into the sea with octopus. Lu looked curiously in the direction where the sounf footsteps came from.

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Inside the Nocturnal Detective Agency, the sound of shuffling pots and pans could be heard. It sounded like someone was…cooking? You decided to make your way towards the noise in order to investigate it.

And as usual, it was none other than Lady Soot, baking yet another big batch of desserts for all the Master Detectives at the agency to share. Lady’s bright pink eyes locked onto you as she flashed her signature bubbly smile.

“Oh, hey! Welcome! Welcome, welcome!”

The Secret CEO

@scarredbookworm

“Katelyn!” A voice snarled.

Tamera Turner stood with a glare as she waited for her stepdaughter. Her other daughter Delilah was sitting on the couch, just filing her nails and acting as if she didn’t care to be there.

She was the favorite and loved, and the only one who seemed to love Kate was her own Father who had died recently and left a plethora of medical bills for Kate to handle. Naturally Tammy refused to do anything with them and had a lawyer sign them over to Kate.

Open starter

*open to fandom and non fandom characters - men or women*

It had been a long day, no long week. The latest project at the museum was a big one and they were nowhere near finished with it. She smirked thinking about the few small items she had already slipped out under their noses as if they had never even existed. She had already shed herself of her jacket and heels as soon as she got in the door. Now as she walked into the kitchen, she was starting to unbutton her top as she pulled a wine glass from the cupboard. Would she be spending another night alone or would one of her lovers actually call and give her some company? She sighed aloud as she wondered which wine to pour tonight. It was a hard decision when she didn’t know if she was going to be alone or who her company was going to be, that is if she was having any at all.