OPEN: f (21+)
MUSE: trevor 'tj' jarrett, 27-30, he/him, dr*g dealer/finance student. big golden retriever boy. chase stokes fc.
"you really need to be more careful about coming out of the room when those guys are around. they aren't good people, and i don't want them to even look at you. it could be dangerous for you, you know?" tj sighed before hitting the joint and then offering it to them. "did they scare you?"
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I have always kept my feelings to myself, I think I've crossed the age where I would like people to see me vulnerable.
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open to anyone!!
plot: Samuel had a wild night, the kind he only has twice a year in order to try and forget what’s coming—his little sibling’s birthday. He knows full well that he won’t be able to even make a phone call to wish him a happy one and it destroys him every year. Your muse could be a bartender/café employee, a friendly stranger, or even a friend who knows him well enough to know when something’s up, finding him in a daze, passed out on the bar counter of a diner or a bar or something of the like.
"I'm fine, all right?” Sam rolled their eyes before looking away from the other again. The dark circles and chapped lips were enough to tell just how “fine” he really was. Not to mention the raspiness of his voice, the exhaustion on his haggard features. If one looked close enough one might even notice the incessant tremor in xyr hands. Xe clasped them together tightly to hide it, but it didn’t take a genius to know something was seriously wrong.
“Just had a long night, ‘s all…”
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open to: anyone 25+
verse: main - body-guard
plot & connection: * client - what ever comes to mind!!
* made with beta, pls don't like my starters. you will be blocked.
❝ PLEASE DON'T TELL me you're going to be a handful, don't say i'm a baby-sitter either, because i'm not. ❞ a sigh leaving from him before rubbing the back of his head. ❝ considering the circumstances, i can try to make this a bit more enjoyable for us both. how does that sound? ❞
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since i'm going for a drafts world record , like this if you have open starters and / or want a wishlist starter <3
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open to f / m 21+
muse : paxton drakes, 24-27, drummer for the pop-punk band every other sunday.
“oh, shit — I actually told you that ? uh, yeah, that was a lie. I’m sorry I tend to make a lot of promises I can’t keep when I’m fucked up.” it was said with a laugh that came across rather arrogant, but underneath was a nervousness he hadn’t shown in years. riding the wave of fame had most definitely changed him, and while he told himself it was for the better, there were random moments like this that filled him with doubt.
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waking up in the still darkness to find the spot next to him in his bed empty, yet still warm, seungyu immediately shot up to race out of his room. the rest of his place was still dark, the other hadn't bothered to turn any lights on — understandable if they were trying not to wake him. luckily, he was able to reach them before they were able to open the door; grabbing a hold of them by their wrist in an attempt to stop them from leaving. "were you really going to leave without saying goodbye?"
muse: seungyu jeon ( woo dohwan ), thirty one, professional mma fighter & youth karate instructor
open to: any
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Hey everyone, I'm getting back into indie writing and I'm excited to start some new storylines. If you'd like a starter from one of my characters, just like this post and let me know in the comments which character you'd like it from. I'll take a look at your plot ideas to see if I can find something that fits or come up with something random. Can't wait to write with all of you! This is a starter call.
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Open to (mutuals/non mutuals): m/f/nb, Connection: significant other/friend, Setting: always love fantasy/historical setting but up to you
Please don't like my starters.
❝Would you kill for me?❞ The brunette asks, resting her chin against her palm as she stares at the other, curious about their answer. It is an unusual way to start a conversation certainly, but Gilrin is interested in their answer, needs to know if they would be willing to commit a crime for her, to go against their own moral code perhaps. She is pretty sure she would do this for them.
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STARTER CALL : please like this if you'd like a starter based off of something on your wishlist ! if you'd like, feel free to specify muse !
* open to non-mutuals as well !
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Open starter:
Alba's heart raced as she sensed the persistent presence behind her, the unsettling feeling of being watched sending shivers down her spine. Panic gripped her, but she fought to maintain an outward composure. Spotting a stranger up ahead, she quickened her pace, hoping the proximity of another person might deter her pursuer.
"Hey, sorry to bother you," Alba said, her words came out in a rushed plea, the urgency evident in her eyes.. She shot a quick glance over her shoulder, confirming the man still trailed her. "I.. I think I'm being followed, please can you... Can I walk with you for a little bit?” @indiestarter
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OPEN: f/nb femmes (21+)
MUSE: giovanni ricci, 26-30, he/him, heterosexual, cook at family resturaunt 'ricci's'. pete davidson fc.
"so, uh... was last night just kind of a one time thing? i like to get that out of the way before i'm that weird simp that sends you sweet memes. like, would you want to do this again, or should i just start getting my shit together now?"
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open to anyone. ♡ / @indiestarter.
note: female if romantic interest.
“ i haven't celebrated the holidays since . . . shoot, probably before i enlisted. it'd be nice to do it again, yeah. i'd love to come. should i bring anything? ”
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open to: (f) 40+
verse: main ( former military personnel )
plot & connection: mr and mrs smith 2024 ( high risk )* made with beta, pls don't like my starters. you will be blocked.
❝ WELL, THIS ISN'T how i imagined it. ❞ attempting his best to alleviate the atmosphere. fingers going to twist the golden band around his finger as he stared down at it. he was married, but he wasn't married as topher ranger. as john smith. he was stepping into an entire new world with a blind eye, but he was familiar with his other senses. he signed up for a job but having a partner being thrown at him at the last minute was fresh. let alone calling the femme in front of him his wife. ❝ i knew i'd get married someday but i guess this is a way to do it. ❞ he lightly joked while dropping his hands to his sides. ❝ i'm john. ❞ he extended his hand at a measured distance, hues of green flickering from his own hand up to his partner. ❝ need help with your bags? ❞
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open starter !!
muse: casey morris, twenty six, she/her
plot: casey is a serial killer and your muse is her confidant/lover/best friend who agreed/were forced to/wanted to participate in her ... hobby. maybe they're having second thoughts?? maybe they're uncomfortable?? maybe they're scared or too excited?? all casey knows is they were messy af.
open to: any
❛ well in my totally humble opinion, your knife work is fucking sloppy, ❜ casey scolded, reaching forward to yank the blade from the other's hand. she looked between them and the body on the ground, unfazed by the gurgling sounds coming from their throat. ❛ honestly, i should make you start begging for your life because of how bad of a hack job you just did. i've got a reputation, you know. ❜
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@indiestarter
Muse ⇥ Odette Reed, 23, she/her, bisexual. Dance student. (Dove Cameron fc)
Connection ⇥ stranger, bartender
Plot ⇥ ok but someone give me that cute bartender storyline though? like this guy tends bar at a restaurant or a pub or something and always sees this cute girl hanging out there, but she’s always either with friends or with some guy so he never really gets the time to talk to her BUT ONE DAY she walks into the place alone and orders so many drinks until she’s so bloody drunk, screaming about how her boyfriend cheated on her, that the bartender had to bring her home himself. she wakes up with a horrible hangover, stumbles out the room to find the bartender cooking breakfast and rolling his eyes, laughing. “first of all, you’re an idiot. second, we didn’t have sex if that’s what you’re wondering. third, breakfast will be ready soon. sit.” and fluff commences HELP PLZ
Availability ⇥ m/f/nb 21+
It was about Odette’s third hard drink at this point. She was always with friends. Always suggested this bar as they started to know her and her friends. Even guys that she would go out with and date. This newest adventure she was alone. She was all alone because of her awful boyfriend or more ex-boyfriend now as she chugged back and finished her third drink ordering a fourth one now. ❝ I mean am I really that horrible? ❞ She questioned aloud to the bartender when her fourth one was placed before her.
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