#elio starter

[celestialmuses]

Open to: Anyone (F/M/NB platonic or romantic) @indiestarter

Info: You and Elio are collecting oysters for the restaurant. You could be a friend, partner, or fellow chef.

"Ugh, I know it's the best way to get fresh oysters but from now on I'll leave it up to our suppliers. Like I have so much more respect for the profession, I promise. I think I'll stick to my warm, dry kitchen though." He laughed, leaning against the side of the boat. "These people better like the specials."

[starsmaligned]

open to : m/f/nb/anyone muse : elio/the sun (fc wonho)

This was something the Sun wasn’t trying to make a habit of. The male was sat on the shag rug in front of his windows ( which took up the entire wall of his bedroom ) watching the sun rise with a mug of coffee cradled in his palms. He didn’t often go out at night to clubs, nor did he often take someone back to his large apartment with him. But here he was, feeling like he was taking a leaf out of his brothers book as he turned his head to look at the stranger who was fast asleep in his bed. The rays of the rising sun made it seem as if his tanned skin was golden, glowing in the light as he turned his attention back to the sun. Elio was mostly naked, clad only in his boxers - a few scratch marks showing red against his skin, evidence from last nights activities. As he put down his mug he reached his arms upwards, stretching out his aching muscles. He was usually practicing his yoga or pilates at this time of the morning, but he thought it might be a little odd for the stranger to wake up to him working out in the bedroom. The rustling of blankets drew his attention, turning his head once again to lock gazes with the person he brought home with him last night. “Good morning” He spoke, voice quiet yet still laden with sleep. “Did you want a coffee?”

[celestialmuses]

Closed starter for @peachfvzz

"Feel free to turn on the tv or something, put on a movie. I just need to finish with these potatoes and I'll be done with my passover prep. It shouldn't take too much longer. I offered to make more than just the potato kugel but my mom said no. She said she hires a kosher chef for a reason."

[celestialmuses]

Open to: M/F/NB

"Well, hello there. What's cookin', good lookin'? Are you ready for the most awesome Valentine's Day date ever? I have a whole fun idea planned so get ready to have your socks knocked off!" Elio said, waving a notebook at them, all their various plans and reservations laid out inside.

[starsmaligned]

open to : m / f / nb for : mutuals and nonmutuals muse : sun / elio ( fc wonho )

“It’s snowing again” Elio murmured gently, looking out the large bay windows that took up a wall of his bedroom. He had bought the apartment in excitement for summer, to have the suns rays come in his window all day, but he had to get through winter first. The sky was hazy, white flecks of snow drifting down from the sky. The noise beside him drew his attention, looking down at the person that lay beside him who was slowly beginning to wake up. “Sorry, did I wake you?” He shifted to get comfortable, wrapping his strong arms around their waist and drawing them into his chest. “You have work in an hour; would you like me to take you today?” Elio’s fingers combed through their hair, but he didn’t take his eyes off the gloomy weather; winter was hard for the Sun, often making him quieter, sadder than usual. He had less energy, spent more time in the house than outside.

[starsmaligned]

open to : m / f / nb for : mutuals and nonmutuals muse : sun / elio ( fc wonho )

It had been a long time since Elio had felt physical objects. But here he sat atop a grassy knoll - or, something that should be grassy, but was covered in a thin layer of snow. He wrinkled his nose at the cold feeling, raising his hands to avoid contact with the cold - being the sun, he wasn’t a fan of cold, or winter. He became quieter, moodier in winter, almost hibernating until it was time to shine once again. Elio wasn’t at that stage yet, however, considering he’s only been sitting on the snow for a few minutes. His landing was much more gentle and graceful than those of the stars. He was still in his celestial robes, differing from the white cloth the stars war, instead being draped in beautiful, shimmery gold. The chains that dangled from his form laid across his skin, fine gold chains encircling his large biceps and waist. Unlike the others, he had the same form each time. A thin gold circlet was perched atop his blonde hair, catching the dim light and shining in the sun. A light seemed to radiate from the male, whether it was the glow from his smile or his actual powers, no one could tell. He wasn’t aware of the odd stares he was garnering, about his lack of clothing, his wellbuilt figure, or just genuine curiosity, no one was willing to approach. A few more minutes passed before he heard the crunch of snow beneath feet approach his side, causing him to look up at the person approaching. “Can I help you?” His voice as soft as he extended a hand, offering it to the other. “Is anything the matter?”

[celestialmuses]

Open to: M/F/NB

Plot: We're at a big adoption event in the city. Maybe you're a volunteer or your Elio's friend or partner.

"Oh fuck, I think I want a dog now. Tell me it's a bad idea. Tell me my schedule is cruel to a dog and I'd never be around to train him or play with him. Tell me it's stupid to get a cute guy like this and love him forever." Elio hadn't had pets growing up. His mother didn't want to be stuck taking care of them, and he could barely take care of himself sometimes with his depression. But another living thing?

[starsmaligned]

open to : m / f / nb for : mutuals and nonmutuals muse : sun / elio ( fc wonho )

Elio wasn’t sure what he was doing here; a friend had dragged him out at night time, when the Sun was usually sleeping. The excuse of him needing more socialisation was used, yet by the third club, the large man was feeling more uncomfortable and secluded than ever. He was wearing the clothes given to him, including the harness accessory that he deemed unnecessary overtop his white shirt. He was sure he looked out of place, squeezed into a corner. Elio was tired, resting his chin in his hand as he waited for his friend to be ready to leave. The male had already drunk more than his fair share, at this point feeling light headed and dizzy if he stood up. A drink appeared on the table in front of them, something being said about another person buying it for him. He really didn’t want to drink it, he felt sick just from looking at the bright colours. Looking around him, he reached out and snagged the sleeve of one of the clubgoers nearby him, taking a bit slower to make sure he was saying his words properly. “Uh…someone…someone just bought this drink for me, and I really, I really don’t think I can handle another one. Do you want it?”