Open starter (Jay Winchester)

"Look I'm, sorry about attacking you earlier" said Jay as he tapes up his hand "My dad, Dean Winchester taught me to shot/attack first ask questions later" he said softly before looking at the person he was speaking to down in the bunker "Name's Jay, Jay Winchester" he said softly as he puts his knife in his pocket.

m i d w i n t e r t a l e s // f a n t a s y r p m e m e

A holiday themed meme for all your fantasy muses. Add REVERSE for role reversal.

[ KINGS OF HOLLY & OAK ] Sender takes reciever to a midwinter celebration in honour of the Holly King. Once there, reciever and sender get roped into enacting the rebirth of summer by playing the part of each king - Holly and Oak - in a ceremony meant to revitalise the Oak King from his long slumber.

[ CURSE OF THE WINTER WITCH ] Sender is struck in the heart by the witch's ice and reciever tries to thaw them by any means neccesary.

[ THE WILD YULE HUNT ] Reciever attends the Wild Hunt as one of the hunters and sender is (either willingly or not) this year's prey.

[ ETERNAL WINTER'S SONG ] The sender has cast a spell to cloak the land in eternal winter; reciever comes to plead or fight with them in order to undo the spell.

[ BONFIRE WARD ] Sender and reciever have been traversing a deep, dark wood as the clock strikes midnight at midwinter. The veil is at its thinnest, and the undead walk. Now reciever and sender must huddle up and keep watch over their fire through-out the night - for if it's snuffed, untold horrors await.

[ WINTER'S SLUMBER ] Sender is caught in a blizzard and gets sirened and ensorcelled further into the storm by reciever. Sender has just laid down in the snow to let cold take them, when reciever takes pity on them and carries them to safety.

OPEN TO. mutuals // non-mutuals AVAILABLE MUSES. Joe, Rachel Dolan, Rafe Dolan, Emry Lillis, Taliesin NOTES. please read rules & bios in advance. they're real characters, some of them aren't for everyone.

                                                       ✧･ﾟ𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋.

       Since I finally made it through hell week and will be on my merry way home tomorrow, I thought I'd throw out a small starter call for a few specific muses I would love to start some new stuff with 😃

       So, LIKE or REBLOG if you'd like a SHORT STARTER // ONE-LINER from one of my boys listed above !! As always, feel free to specify the muse or you'll get whoever wants to throw himself your way.

Open Starter.

Open to all!

Do not, under any circumstances, like my starters!

Summary: After the death of his sister, Ezekiel grows suspicious that the circumstances of her death weren't exactly accidentally. Your muse (coworker, friend, lover etc) offers to help.

Note: based on "The Radio Station" video game.

"I'm not going to stop till I get to the bottom of this...are you sure you wanna tag along?"

The Host stared at all the equipment being set up outside of the manor, resisting-barely- running out and chasing everyone off. It wasnt until the exterior of the manor was changed, he wasnt sure what changed but something had and he felt the manor quiver in pain. His body stiffened, fingers stroking the dusty window sill before grabbing his cane and his top hat, whipping down the stairs with grace and ease.

His ghostly white and lavender hair blew in the stale air as he stepped out summoning a violent storm with a crack of the cane on the slabs of stone in front of the door blowing the double doors open.

It took a moment before the sky turned green- and his body slowly took form feeling the pain in the building continue. Finally he had a solid form, speaking softly. "Stop." He commanded.

open starter  |  giselle deveraux

W E R E W O L F  A T  A  F O O T B A L L  G A M E

Giselle felt her insides start to turn, start to break. She was protecting one of her friends at a school football game. She shoved the man who attacked them into a wall that had a small pipe sticking out of it, entering his head and killing him immediately and triggering her werewolf curse. “ N-No! ” Unfortunately, the game was happening during a full moon, it had already risen. 

“ S-Stay here! ” Giselle said to her friend, stumbling into the side of the building that was hidden from the rest of the school and shouting out in pain. Her wrist started to break, she quickly ran inside the school, down the hall, and down the stairs to the basement, trying to get to the basement and lock herself in there.

Open Starter.

Open to all!

Do not, under any circumstances, like my starter!

Summary: Raymond and your muse have just married and your muse comes to live with him at his estate. Your muse soon comes to find themselves under the watchful eye of the housekeeper and the constant shadow of Raymond’s late wife.

Note: based on “Rebecca” by Daphne Du Morier. Made on Beta editor.

"My darling, what is it? You look like you've seen a ghost." He said, gently taking to hold the others hand. The night was dark, with bits of light shining from the ever rising moon. The house was quiet. "Come back to bed. It is late.'' Raymond beckoned sweetly, seemingly unaware of the terrified look of his lover.

dean winchester / open to: anyone.

His heavy eyelids and grumbling stomach kept distracting him, mind wandering off somewhere far from the current case they were working on. Hand running over his face, the hunter loosened the uncomfortable tie. “Look, we are definitely not getting anywhere closer to solving this right now. ‘m fucking hungry, we’re both tired…” Closing his laptop, Dean made up his mind in under a minute, stretching his exhausted limbs. “Let’s just head out for a while, clear our minds and get some fuel. Supposedly there’s this place with the best burgers in the whole state, been craving one of those since we arrived.”

We are having a month of daily spooky prompts at the Dev tea room discord server to be used as starters or drabbles!  

October 2: Stepping into a house that gives off all the wrong vibes

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Matthew pushed the creaking door open and looked inside the dark house from the porch. It was dark and old and spooky for sure. “Are you sure you saw them coming in here?” he asked his companion. Of course, if someone was in trouble then he had to check, and he wasn’t afraid he just would rather spend his night somewhere more pleasant, like literally anywhere else.

Starter Call

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Open Starter (Jay Winchester)

"Come on dad we gotta... Dad, w-whats wrong?" Jay asked as he looked at his father confused at first as Jay listened to his father's words "H-Here let me h... " but stopped as his dad told him not to move him and whatever was wrong was holding him together "D-Dad.. What are you talking about?" He asked scared as tears formed in his eyes "D-Dad I-I can get Uncle Sammy I-I can call for help please... Please don't do this" he begged with tears in his eyes.

The Creeper and the Underworld (Open rp)

Disclaimer: This thread has to do with mental health issues, along with violence, gore, demonic possession, and other things of that nature. This thread will tagged accordingly. Viewer discretion is advised.

"Hey, Gotham! It's me, ya boi!"

@indiestarter OPEN TO. m // f // nb ; mutuals && non-mutuals (beta editor) TESTMUSE. Ames Holbrook RELATION. your muse is a demon // otherwise supernatural entity that he accidentally summoned during one of his researches and now we have no idea how to send you back.

                                               ✧･ﾟ  𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑

       ❛❛Okay, I think we had A REALLY BAD START here ...❜❜ Not that the raised hands would do much to appease whatever stood in front of him, but it hopefully was a gesture that distracted from the fact that Ames was casually trying to bring some distance between them. And obstacles. Honestly, there wasn't much to work with. But the wobbly table of his motel room had to do.

       Boy, this was such an immense fuck-up. Even for his standards. Did the air conditioner die with their flamy appearance or was his stresslevel just rising by the second? God, it got hot in here. ❛❛But let's not overreact, alright? I get it, this isn't ideal, you're pissed off -- and I apparently won't get my deposit back when I check out - ❜❜ Well, not by the looks of THE BURNED FLOORBOARDS, the symbols still sizzling with invisible rage. ❛❛But I'm gonna fix this❜❜, Ames coaxed. ❛❛Give me 24 hours. I... this is my thing, alright? I can fix this!❜❜

Open Starter.

Open to all!

Do not, under any circumstances, like my starter!

Summary: Clarice isn't your usual vampire. She makes this known when she saves your muse form freezing to death. (Your muse can be a hunter or supernatural creature)

"Look, darlin' if I wanted to kill ya, I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of dragging your ass all the way here. Now take the tea, your lips are going blue." Clarice stated, handing them the warm cup as she took to sit on the couch in front of them. She understood their apprehension. Hell, she probably would have reacted the same way. "You're safe. I'm not gonna hurt you."

Muse ⇥ Mika Petrove, 23-29, She/Her, Bisexual, Psychic/Magic Dealer, Witch. Connection ⇥ Your muse and Mika are exs. It could have been one sided, mutual, or simply someone pulled away without much warning. Plot ⇥ Mika is an extremely powerful witch who belongs to the bloodline of the first ever witch. Your muse has showed up unannounced in Mika's home either looking for something or needing a favor from her. Open To ⇥ F/M/NB (older muses welcome) (Bonus points for a supernatural muse!) 

"You never were very stealthy." Mika spoke as she set her grimoire back on its rightful shelf. She had felt their presence long before she had spoken. Had it been anyone else lurking in the shadows of her home she might have worried a little but she knew that they would never hurt her, they had to much of a history between them.

[Open] Lawyer Boy [Damian]

"Give me one good reason why I should take your case. I am not the devil's advocate you know, I am more of a human rights sort of Nephilim..."