#+ open.

[coastercruushed]

"i just wanna be a catboy--.." he'll blown smoke from his dab pen, sighing dreamily. "no work, no pain. just sleep and purr purr---... yanno what i mean?" mapplethorpe, please. // open rp.

[kiingsteve]

Steve was sitting at the edge of Lover's Lake, claiming an old log as his seat. He was remembering the last time he had swum in its waters as he looked over the murky depths. With too many questions running unanswered through his mind, he decided to return to one of the last spots he remembered having an open gate. The water seemed peaceful, but he would have no way of knowing for sure without jumping in.

Sighing, as he contemplated whether or not to take another swim, he was interrupted by crunching footsteps coming from the forest behind him.

"Don't mind me," he spoke as he stood, brushing the dirt from his pants. "I was just leaving."

// @sterpstarters

[vitalphenomena]

OPEN.

"Did I say those words?"

[avoidantry]

    "    ‘     no  ’?    what  the  fuck  do  you  mean  ‘    no  ’?      ”    stunned  by  their  response,    has  to  jog  to  catch  up  to  them.      hand  on  their  shoulder  and  spins  them  around,   confused  expression    replacing  the  previously  serious  one.     “    i’m  trying  to  break  up  with  you.    you  can’t  say  no.    ”

[2birds1song]

* 𓅪  ─── open starter to mutuals and non mutuals with 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐝.

"don't know where you came from, but you notorious for stirrin' crazy everywhere you go? don't think i can have you doin' it here at my little spot."

[rcsegld]

open to: f/nb plot: your muse was in an accident and doesn't remember the last five years

alex had not moved from the chair beside the hospital bed in... he wasn't sure how long. it could have been days or weeks, he wasn't sure. everything seemed to blur into one. he had barely slept - every sound from the machines, any change in her breathing (real or imagined) kept him from drifting off. his brother had told him to go home and rest, that he would stay and call if there was any change but alex had declined. he needed to be here.

when her fingers twitched beneath his hand, at first he thought he was imagining it. that sleep deprivation was finally catching up to him. but no, it happened again and relief flooded through him. her eyes opened slowly, unfocused at first before they settled on him. "hey," he said softly, leaning forward. "how do you feel? can i get you anything?"

[heritagedoll]

“ you’re the fucking worst. ”