𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉

[spclljar]

with eyes ablaze, sabrina checked her watch one more time. yes, late. however, this rush at the take out place was expected, the witch should have left earlier. yet as soon as her food was called, sabrina checked the bag to find an order that was definitely not her own. the blonde soon approached the person who had ordered before, her eyes on the what the bag contained. “i think they got our orders mixed up– what did you order?”

[beyond--thestars]

she had an hour before her lunch break ended and selina planned on taking every. last. moment of it, and relishing it. unfortunately, that was dashed by the amount of minutes it took for her to stand in line and wait for her food, impatience limning her features when she finally received her order - and, in checking through it, saw that they’d missed one of the items she’d paid for. looking to her phone as she waited for it to be fixed and brought to her, selina shot a sideways glance to the blonde. “cheeseburger, fries, onion rings. they forgot the onion rings. too busy in here,” she replied dryly. “hey, do you have extra onion rings in your bag?”

[melanchlys-deactivated20191214]

   “  shit,  shit,  shit!  ”  repeating  the  word  like  a  mantra,  oscar  hurries  away  from  the  burning  trash  can;  he  might  be  responsible  for  it  -  something  he  didn’t  mean  to  do  intentionally,  mind  you  -  and  he  will  absolutely  be  calling  the  fire  departement  once  he’s  far  enough  away,  but  first  he  has  to  leave,  not  able  to  afford  another  run  in  with  the  police.  his  getaway  cut  short  though,  he  finds  himself  colliding  with  another  person  and  panic  immediately  rises  in  his  chest.  pointing  behind  him  with  his  thumb,  he  declares,  “  that  wasn’t  me,  and  even  if  it  was,  you’ve  got  no  proof!  ”

open  starter   /   @hiddenstarters​.

[beyond--thestars]

“umm,” she drawls with a well-timed disgruntled half-scoff, half-laugh at the end, glancing back to the fire just beyond the guy. “i think the proof is in my own two eyes,” kate protested, waving a finger at the peepers that had nabbed the culprit - though she still wasn’t sure how the fire had started, just that he’d been the only one around the trash can and she’d seen him make a break for it, resulting in their collision moments prior, which was still hurting in her left elbow, not that it mattered. “so unless you plan on going full creeper mode and gouging my eyes out, you have a lot of explaining to do.”

[raccooninthegirlslockerroom]

wow 💞💖💘 girlfriends💗💓💕

[mcrcki]

@beyond–thestars​ for padme | a sadness i’ve only dreamed of

there was something calling her towards the other, something in the way she stood, the presence she held herself in that drew leia in. she hadn’t seen her face yet, but there was something inside her pulling her closer. moving her feet almost without her control. she knew it had to be the force, it was something she was slowly gaining a better grasp on, the powers that she hoped to one day at least understand even slightly. but when the force moved her, when it drew her to people, she would listen. that much she knew. only a few steps away, leia paused, her heart was racing, something about this woman had leia practically shaking as she cleared her throat, gaining the courage to speak. “i’m sorry, i don’t mean to interrupt you. i don’t suppose i know you, do i? you seem so familiar.”

[beyond--thestars]

the crying of children kept her awake some nights. two sharp cries, one trailing along right behind the other, threatening to drive her mad when she could not place where they were coming from. sometimes they sounded as if they were coming from somewhere in the room she was occupying. other times, padme heard the cries resounding in her head, sharply and suddenly, without warning. it wasn’t limited to just the nights, either - and as she placed a hand to the side of her head, rubbing at her temples to try and remove some of the pain, the remnants of the cries she’d heard at random, a voice broke through her concentration. turning around, padme paused as several thoughts washed over her. “i - i don’t believe so. i know you, though. or, i know of you,” she amended, because padme couldn’t truly say she knew the president.

[rainbowmuses]

@beyond–thestars​ | for Padmé

There were a few people from back home that he never thought that he would see again, Padmé was of course one of them. He had seen people come back from the dead around here ever since he first arrived but he never held any hope that he would ever see her again. Just having Leia around was a comfort, she looked so much like Padmé it sometimes felt like she never really died. He had been at the library all day, working his ass off and to say that he was tired would be an understatement. He just wanted the day to end so he could get home to his small but cozy apartment. 

As he exited the building, he almost instantly ran into someone. “I am so sorry” he apologized and when he looked up at the person, his heart stopped. It was her, no it couldn’t be. He must be dreaming again.

[beyond--thestars]

moving to adjust her glasses as she walked down the street, padme’s gaze was drawn to her hand out of the corner of her vision, the way it shook before she could touch anything. squeezing her fingers together briefly, telling herself it was just the cold air coming in, she unfurled them and haphazardly pushed her glasses up, feeling the upper rim knock into her brow bone. the sudden rush of exhaustion flooding her bones in just those small movements she’d made was overwhelming, but the brunette didn’t stop walking, set on the path of a purpose, telling herself she would sleep tonight. maybe - if her body would allow her to, not send dreams of people and places she didn’t understand.

abruptly stopping when someone crossed in her path, and then subsequently knocked into her, padme looked to the man with tired eyes as her hand gripped his arm in an effort to steady herself. “it’s alright. don’t worry about it.”

[beyond--thestars]

worldsbuild‌:

Chuck smiled a little as she spoke. “Yeah, I can see that,” he said. He could be like that, on a good day. But he’d been having less and less of those in this place, what with his beef with Dean and Jack, and the fact that he couldn’t get the heck out of this freaking town. “I wouldn’t say it’s annoying. You’re just… awfully chipper.” He shook her hand when she offered it, and managed a brighter smile. “Chuck Shurley. Have you been here long?”

“oh, i’ll take being called too chipper over being called annoying any day!” it didn’t have the negative connotations that the other word did, though she supposed that depended on the way it was said, whether there was sarcasm in the tone or not. “judy hopps, good to meet you,” the blonde offered as they shook hands. “a little over a month. feels like it’s been shorter than that, i’ll say. i’m still getting used to everything washington has to offer. hey! maybe you can help me, though i guess that depends on how long you’ve been here.”

[beyond--thestars]

jwshngt‌:

huffing out a small laugh, josh kept pushing his body up to the silent rythm of him couting down the numbers. “not..” nine. “meaning to be rude..” eight. “but weren’t it already ten..” seven. “like twenty fuckin’ crunches ago?” six. he wasn’t sure as to why he put himself through this but he was certainly enjoying pushing himself past his comfort level again. five. josh had worked out on a pretty regular basis before everything in his life went down the drain. four. he had been in good damn shape. three. but then he fell, — deep and without a sign of getting back up. two. but even though he was pretty much prone to making mistakes, he rarely made them twice in a row, so he would be getting back on track now.. — he simply H A D to. one. “alright, alright..” he huffed out while collapsing down onto his back. “y'think I get a pass for that or what?” he peeked out from underneath the arm that was now draped across his eyes. “hey, high five?” with that he extended his free hand. “you simply cannot deny a dying man’s request.”

she gave credit to the people who stuck around - but only a minimal amount of credit, because they knew what they were signing up for when they hired her. she made it crystal clear, blatant, that she wouldn’t fuck around or let them slack, no exceptions to the rule. giving josh a look that suggested he shut up and keep going until he reached the finish line, johanna answered him deftly. “you’re astute, josh. the brightest crayon in the box.” she added reps not to be a drill sergeant, but because she thought they could push past their boundaries and get them done. a satisfied smile came close to appearing when he dropped down to the final crunch - because she’d been correct - but she held it inside and grabbed a bottle of water, putting it down by josh’s side so he could take a drink once he’d caught his breath. “you know i don’t give passes. or high fives,” she said without amusement. “you’re not dying, okay? get up, we’ve got more to do.”

[tclis]

[ open starter  //  @hiddenstarters​ ]

“can you believe they have christmas trees that big?” annie questioned as her eyes roamed over the large tree in the town square that reached up toward the sky. it wasn’t as big as new york’s christmas tree, but it was pretty big. “i mean that’s - what - twenty-five, thirty feet?” she questioned to whoever was standing next to her admiring the tree that would listen.

[beyond--thestars]

“sure can,” boba replied blandly, though his eyes scarcely passed over the christmas tree in question. the lackluster response was in hopes that she wouldn’t continue talking to him. when she did, the man sighed through his nose and shifted, only for a spark of surprise to flicker and the sudden urge to continue the conversation - in a different direction - hit him. “well if it isn’t ‘bright eyes’,” he voiced, sarcastic and smirking.

[beyond--thestars]

「 starter call 」

alright so, i thought it was time to do a starter call and get some threads going for my muses! i’m gonna keep it at 3 threads per muse, so i don’t get overwhelmed or take on too much at a time. make sure to let me know who you want to interact with!

boba fett ( star wars / unaware )  「 1/3 - leia organa 」

johanna mason ( the hunger games / aware ) 「 3/3  - annie cresta, clove, foxface 」

judy hopps ( zootopia / unaware ) 「 0/3 」

kate bishop ( marvel comics / aware ) 「 3/3 - billy kaplan, cassie lang, teddy altman」

lyanna mormont ( game of thrones / aware ) 「 1/3 - lyanna stark 」

natasha romanoff ( marvel / aware ) 「 2/3 - tony stark, ellie williams 」

padme amidala ( star wars / aware ) 「 1/3 - ahsoka tano, 」

ryn fisher ( siren / aware ) 「 0/3 」

selina kyle ( dc comics / unaware ) 「 0/3 」

valkyrie ( marvel / aware ) 「 1/3 - diana prince 」

[beyond--thestars]

tag drop for kate

[beyond--thestars]

😏 for johanna

Is your muse a good liar?

in some situations, she can be. but, the majority of the time, you’ll find johanna does not have the patience it takes to lie. she’s a little bit of an over-sharer, if we’re being honest, especially when it comes to how she’s feeling. if those are feelings of anger, you will one hundred percent know that’s what’s on her mind, and she doesn’t see the point of lying about it. when it comes to “lying”, it’s less of spewing out nonsense than it is just avoiding the conversation altogether, or ignoring what someone is asking her.

[beyond--thestars]

how she had a job interacting with people, johanna couldn’t tell you the logistics behind. there were a rare few in this world who liked having their asses kicked into shape and she was just the one to do it, with her crass attitude and impatience for complaints. not everyone wanted that in a personal trainer, and those were the people who bailed after one session. standing above the person doing their crunches on the mat, she counted them down in her head, saying, “alright, ten left. keep going, i want to see you finish this, okay?”

@hiddenstarters​

[beyond--thestars]

☼♔ ( selina )

☼ how does your character usually dress in daily life?

selina would love to be able to wear ‘fuck you’ pumps and clothing that shows off her killer curves. as a full-time mother, someone who doesn’t have much money in the bank, and a job that puts her knee-deep in dealing with animals, her wardrobe is more practical. her go-to outfits revolve around jeans - specifically dark wash or black - and comfortable t-shirts, though she’s been known to rock a crop top. worn-in boots or knock-off converse, and the occasional leather jacket also show up in her outfits. as colors go, it’s a lot of black on black, but she makes it work.

♔ how does your character usually dress for a fancy event?

“what fancy event?” she would ask in a little indignation if posed this question. but seriously, your girl doesn’t go to fancy events. if she did, you wouldn’t be hard pressed to get her into a nice dress and those aforementioned ‘fuck you/me’ pumps. but the days of a fancy party have been left in her (assumed/fake) past, when her parents were around.

[beyond--thestars]

❝ i'm not going back to jail ! ❞ • judy hopps from ( tramp )

“wait a sec, wait a sec. what do you mean, back to jail? when were you in jail before? why didn’t i know this about you?” judy asked in surprise. this was what happened when she didn’t do her homework - but she also wasn’t about that life of searching through people’s personal information.

[beyond--thestars]

stvrbound‌:

blind dates typically weren’t his thing, but his friend had convinced him that this girl was good and ‘right up his alley’ as they had put it. dating wasn’t something that nick wilde tended to do especially for a long period of time so he didn’t go into these things with the highest of hopes. he knew his own personality and a lot of women didn’t seem to like that about him. 

this date, though, had been going well so far. he enjoyed talking to her and they seemed to be having a good time. she didn’t seem disinterested yet and wasn’t racing off to the bathroom to try and sneak out the door… so that was a good sign. “not my first one ever,” he said, using his fork to stab some food onto it so he could take another bite. “but not a seasoned veteran. this is maybe my third or fourth blind date?” he said and put the forkful of food into his mouth, chewing for a moment before swallowing. “the other two or three obviously didn’t go well.” he said and let his eyes fall back down to his plate of food. “what about you?” he questioned, glancing up briefly before getting some more food back onto his fork.

she was worried just a smidgen about doing or saying something that would be considered weird, or bringing out the small town humor that would make her sound like she was some country bumpkin. which, you know, she kind of fit the bill of, but was trying not to show too many slivers of just yet. judy was all about ‘being herself’ but a new experience like this had her feeling weirdly discombobulated.

but she was also feeling good about it, and about nick, so she was doing what she could to relax. “third or fourth, huh?” well, he had her beat by a few. “so about that,” judy hedged, dragging out the last word a bit before she broke into a grin. “this is my first blind date. ever.” at least it wasn’t her first date ever. “my friends back home attempted to set me up, but it’s hard when you grow up in a place where you know everyone already. it’s not really a blind date if you have an idea of who’s on the other side.”

[little-shark-memes]

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse!

😀: When does your muse smile the most?

😬: Has your muse ever had braces?

😁: Does your muse feign happiness a lot?

😂: What makes your muse cry in joy?

😃: What does your muse’s smile look like?

😄: Does your muse laugh over their mistakes?

😅: What does your muse do when they goof up?

😆: Who or what makes your muse laugh the most?

😇: Is your muse as pure as an angel?

😉: Is your muse flirty?

😊: What makes your muse blush?

🙂: Can your muse keep a poker face?

🙃: What confuses your muse the most?

😋: What’s your muse’s sense of humor like?

😌: When does your muse feel most at peace?

😍: What is your muse like when in love?

😘: How does your muse show affection?

😜: Is your muse a commedian?

😎: Is your muse full of themselves?

😏: Is your muse a good liar?

😑: Is your muse able to keep their temper under control? 😒: What does your muse find disgusting?

🤔: What perplexes your muse?

😳: What embarrasses your muse?

😡: What happens when your muse is furious?

😱: What mortifies your muse?

😨: What does your muse do if something is shockingly disgusting?

👚: What does your muse’s casual clothes consist of?

👖: Pants or shorts?

👔: What does your muses’s formal attire consist of?

👙: What does your muse’s bathing suit look like?

👞: Does your muse like to wear shoes? If so, what kind?

👓: Does your muse wear glasses? If so, what for?

💍: Would your muse ever propose to someone?

[beyond--thestars]

bcwandarrcws‌:

“Oh, it’s raw fish, it’s really good,” he nodded with a giant grin. “Like, if you want to most surprising tasting taste then sushi is it. Just trust me on this”

“ryn does not trust,” the words slipped through her teeth in a low tone - but the word “fish” had gotten her attention. “where is this... sushi?” she asked, testing the word out on her tongue.