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open: m (chara. 25+)

muse: Celandra Francesca Michaels | 27 | professional dancer/entertainer | born: kennesaw, ga

plot/theme: they are infatuated with someone else instead of them - they don’t realize yet that this other person is awful. [ full link in the source ]

"Would you stop looking at me like that?" the femme focused on the familiar face in her vanity. CELANDRA zeroed in on her hair and the nervousness for this date, caused the tensions in the room to be extremely high. She hasn't seen her boyfriend about a week - with no explanation - and was eager to use this outing to straighten things out. Between the heat of her curling iron and the small bubbles brewing in her tummy, she knew that this night may somehow get worse. "You're supposed to be here for moral support?" she huffed while looking in the mirror, passing once more on her curls.

open: f (chara. 25+, atleast 21+)

muse: Malik Jeffrey Sevon | 29 | car detailer/artist | born: boston, ma

plot/theme: drunk texting, exs who can't leave each other alone, have moved on but not really..

Another shot rushed down MALIK's throat but this time, this shot should be his last but it wasn't. His skin pulsing with the bass of the music caused him to be on high alert of his section around him. The blue, yellow and purple lights cascaded across the full sea of women taking their photos for their socials. He wasn't interested, his face automatically turning up with disgust. none of them were her. Like electricity to a lightbulb, his fingers signaled at a sensation leading him to pick up his phone out of his back pocket. He must've maneuvered too fast because he shifted quickly between his feet before catching his balance. He still had her number too. He was surprised when he saw the photo that he took of them two years ago still set to her ID. 15 seconds seemed like a lifetime before he typed away his greeting 'I miss you something bad..' was all his fingers would allow him to type. Clicking the phone to black, he quickly tightened his grip on it stewing on what he just did.

open: f (chara. 25+, atleast 21+)

muse: Todrick Paul Polite | 31 | business owner: media company, personal trainer | born: oakland, ca

plot/theme: [ full link in the source ]

"Now .. how can I say no to the most beautifulest girl in the world?" TODRICK cooed as a smirk sauntered across his face. He smiled inwardly, knowing exactly what she was doing. "Now you know better than to just keep pouting like that?" he said now in a more hushed tone peering back to the beauty in his eyes. "Ask nicely." Todrick demanded, but not too aggressively.

open: f (chara. 25+)

muse: Phor Tyrone Bennett | 32 | business owner: winery, wine; Phorever Sweet Vineyards | born: richmond, va

plot/theme: [full link in source]

PHOR just had to get through these last 14 frames between three different photographers before he was allowed inside. Phorever Sweet Vineyards had profited above the projections, so everyone believed that a celebration should be in order. Not Phor. He wanted to go straight back to business as usual or an occasional trip to another country. last frame.. His mind wondered as he reached the last photographer of the red carpet. Sighing, he picked his Louboutin covered feet and headed quickly into the venue awaiting the celebration. On one of the undoubtedly important nights of his career and there was a ‘staff change’ last minute that he had no say in. Phor did not like when decisions about him were made for him without him. It was bad enough that he was getting all this attention tonight. After greeting what seemed to be the 100th investor, Phor leaned over his close liaison asking about the whereabouts of his now - late - secretary. When he did not receive a satisfying answer, the bones in jaw clenched as he forced a painful smile to those around him. He was never the one for tardiness. Whomever this individual was would have to learn that quickly.

open: m (chara. 25+, atleast 21+)

muse: Creylin Tresette Wilder | 27 | sous chef | born: riverside, ca

plot/theme: [full link in source] - on the rocks

It was CREYLIN's parent's anniversary and she couldn't be happier. Especially since she had secretly gotten the intel that her childhood best friend would be in attendance. She caught herself every other moment peering to her parents pearl stained french doors that lead directly to the patio. Why was she so nervous? It's wasn't like she's unfamiliar with what they looked like. However, seeing them the last time before this awakened something in her that she thought died long ago. Without a second passing, she saw her target and briskly made her way to them as they entered with their family. "Greetings all" she danced her fingers under her chin "Thank you all for coming" she beamed, having her smile directed towards them.

open: m (chara. 30+, at least 25+)

muse: Alexundra Paola Eres | 31 | Certified ND (Doctor of Nursing) | born: chicago, il

plot/theme: [ full link in source ]

ALEXUNDRA wasn't one for blind dates but when it was suggested by her closets friend, she decided why the hell not. It wasn't like there was actually anyone eligible men in her dating pool. She had no parts in the whole set up, which caused her to grow more anxious. what if this person is rude? what if they can't carry a conversation? what if they stink? Alex shuddered at the thought. She closed her soft, hazel orbs as she took in a slight breath. Although it seemed like it was a full minute, in actuality it was only a few moments before Alex felt a full energy come into her presence. here goes nothing, she coached herself to open her eyes. Body frozen and mind fogged, she realized that she was looking right at him. Her ex.

open: f (chara. 25+, atleast 21+)

muse: Milo Keanu James | 26 | financial analyst; screen director | born: roslyn, ny

plot/theme: marriage is on the rocks, lots so angst, they clash often, marriage is saturated but they both want what they had before

"Oh..go ahead, please" MILO's baritone voice reverberated off the glass rim before he laxed his last sip "make me the bad guy". Admittingly, he thought the whole situation was hilarious. Here he was being blamed..yet again. He figured this time, he couldn't win for losing so he might as well get completely drowned in this Whiskey bottle. Having them come to this point seemed inevitable and he chuckled more to himself at the presentation of it all. He looked upon their sour face as he placed the glass down for another pour. The bottle air between the cap and contents popped the silence between them "What? Don't act like that's not what keeps you sleeping most of these nights?"

open: m / f (chara. 25+)

muse: Nova Yvonne Warren | 32 | artist: painting and sculpting | born: los angeles, ca

plot/theme: [ full link in the source ] ; idk she's feeling fluffy, and happy and romantic, but she is DEFINITELY Sean in this aspect

NOVA couldn't bare another second of anticipation as she waited for them to open their gift. She is still searching where it was a good idea in her right mind to curate a self-portrait of them. They have only known each other for a small period of time through mutuals. However, for some reason unbeknownst to her conscious mind , she wanted to make a good impression on them. "Please, I can't see your face when you open it" she bit into her cheek, anxiously.

reverse starter post!

Like this! And I’ll send you a starter to either some you have open or a closed one :)

I have some open, feel free to sift through the open starter tag :)

open to : m or f .

despite only being together for a couple of months there was no way that he could ever leave them. even if he wanted to which neither one of them did want to in the first place due in fact that through the course that short span of time dating each other they had slowly , but surely gotten obsessed over one another that there was no one in this world that could and would have them no matter what that no matter how toxic or abusive their relationship might have been both past and present they were never in a million years ever leave each other why even would they ? especially knowing that they were all that they needed in this life as they could easily cut off contact with friends and family without a single notice and be with each other. well it was while they were at a party for a mutual friend of theirs that the dark side of their relationship did FINALLY come into light plain for everyone to see as they had made their way through the party greeting the people that they knew as they did with ares only really staying by the sidelines keeping his clear distance from everyone knowing how they were so possessive of each other especially in social situations like this only giving the occasional nod here & there to other people in order not to provoke those jealous tendencies of each others now ! well with that being said though they didn't heed their own advice it seems as from the corner of his eyes he notice them standing and talking to someone a little too close for his liking instantly seeing red as he pushed his way through the crowd before reaching his intended target grabbing them by collar of their shirt roughly baring his fangs “ just what do you think you're doing with what's mine buddy ? ”

open to : m or f .

he was somewhat surprised that they even bothered to show up in the first place let alone to agree to his prior request to hangout. as he really wasn't sure about them wanting to even be seen with him in the first place or even be associated with him around campus but still he was glad that even if they had known each other and gotten to become friends with one another in such a short space of time they were still up to hanging out with him as they both clearly had nothing to do on this lazy sunday morning with having no classes today nor anything else exciting to do online he decided to take that plunch and send them a quick text inviting them out to meet the nearby football field across their dorms on campus and he just thought that they could combine their heads together and come up with something excited to do that day. casually leaning against the handrail as he waited for them to arrive though it did get him worried that they even bother showing up together figuring out that they'd something else better to do that day but to his surprise there they were standing in front of him with a small smile creeping up onto his features as he stepped closer to them shoving both of his hands into his pockets “ well i'm glad that you FINALLY showed up. ” he joked letting out a soft chuckled in response before wrapping one of his arms around theirs as they began to walk away from the football field “ joking aside i'm just glad that you actually showed up today ─── now enough with the sappy stuff where did you want to go today , my treat maybe ? ” he continued letting out another soft chuckle in response with his smile growing even wider thinking of what kind of trouble that they'd end up causing today and who knows ? this would probably be their chance of getting closer with one another.

open to: m/f/nb; 18+ Muse: Marius Northall, 26, bisexual and non committal Plot: your muse and Marius have hooked up (once, twice, as many as you'd like), he's never made it clear what's going on with your muse because in his mind it's just sex. But your muse decides to question it. @indiestarter

"Sorry?" Marius just chuckled as he grabbed his clothes to get dressed, "Well, yeah, I gotta go. I have work, so I can't exactly stay here," he shook his head as he turned away, pulling his pants on.

open to: m/f/nb; 18+ Muse: Marius Northall, 26, bisexual and non committal Connection: friend, coworker, fwb, date, acquaintance, whatever strikes your fancy, romantic or platonic, anything goes here @indiestarter

"D'you know what they say about couples who wait until after Valentines day to break up?" Marius gave a little smile, turning his head to them from where he had been staring at the ceiling, "That the one who was brassed off was just a gold digger. Makes sense if you think about it. Personally, I've never even made it to Valentines."

I am currently coming out of a writing funk (that was mostly caused by the fact that I was sick). So let's get back to it! Like this for a starter, might be something random or short, whatever I'm feeling. You can specify a muse in the comments, or I'll pick someone at random.

Also I'm changing the way my muses are ordered. So, primary muses are just highest muse and secondary are lowest. Currently the highest are Marius, Lily, and Frankie. But anyone is up for grabs :3 I know a lot of info still needs to be written, I swear I'll get to it.

"What the hell was in that?" Marius just laughed, "I don't mean to be a food snob, but something in there is absolutely gone sour."

Closed starter with Mingi (@dollycarpenter)

Mingi was looking for someone to talk to because he was sitting alone at a diner, something he normally did, He wasn't much of a talker, he did decide he wanted to talk to someone today. he saw a girl sitting alone (You) and then decided to sit down across from her, they were in a restaurant. " Hi, I'm Song Mingi, but call me Mingi. I promise I mean no harm it's just you looked lonely, and I thought you might want to have someone to talk to. Why don't you tell me about yourself, I want to know more about you! "He moved his arm a bit and put it up against his face as he looked at the other and waited for them to talk to him.

open to : m / f / nb ! ( both mutuals and non - mutuals. )

plot : based on this ; my muse discovers her fiancé's been cheating through an anonymous text filled with receipts. she goes through with the wedding anyway , and during her vows , she publicly exposes his betrayal by reading out his texts , dumps his ass and leaves. afterwards your muse , who they've always had a thing with but never acted on , comes to check on her to see how she's doing.

possible connections : friends , ex - fiance's sibling , best friend , best man, maybe they're the one that sent the text etc. just have fun with it , honestly !

‘ i just feel so fucking stupid. ’ the brunette shakes her head , sigh slipping passed parted lips , exhaustion hanging heavy beneath tired eyes. ‘ i swear i knew something wasn't right but i kept gaslighting myself into believing i was just being paranoid. ’ mix of frustration and disbelief clinging to each word spoken.

open to all! preferably someone affiliated with crime

"you know what i hate the most about summers? it's that bodies rot that much faster."

open to m! a plot where both of you were participants in the same dating reality show and don't exactly get along too well but apparently ppl ship you two so much so now you have to appear in public together for pr purposes

"three o'clock direction. don't look but someone has their camera on us." love sighs, already feeling exhausted as she barely spares the other a glance, "let's just get this over with. grab a meal or something. i'm getting hungry anyway."

open to all! just give me funny things, bonus if they're strangers / not close bc yes

"did you hear about the guy who got hit in the head with a can of soda?" nothing better than an unprompted pun at a very good timing, she thinks just as she cracks open her can of soda, looking eagerly at the other for a reaction as she leans against the fridge door, an expectant grin wide plastered across her face. "he was lucky it was a soft drink."