#moon:start

[elihvyden-blog]

elliot was drying a cocktail glass for the tourist man sitting at the bar counter. it was the last thirty minutes of his shift and he couldn’t wait to get home. he honestly enjoyed his job, and by the time of two and a half years, he had pretty much mastered the making of the weirdest drinks this place had to offer. yet again, he found himself in a conversation little too familiar. the drunk man was asking him about aliens. eli had yet to decide if this daily topic with the customers was his favorite or least favorite part of his job. he suddenly saw a familiar face appear to the other corner of the table, but he couldn't just stop the conversation with the tourist right there and then.

“oh yeah, there’s totally been aliens here. i’ve actually seen a couple. they abducted my dog” eli explained with the most convincing tone he could. he took a glimpse with his side eye to the person sitting in the corner, waving him to come to say hi. while the man remained shocked, elliot quickly explained that he would have to go and serve the other customers. “yeah, i know, i don’t believe in the alien shit. and i’ve never owned a dog, but you couldn’t believe the shit the tourists here believe. and what brings you here?”

[fxrris]

there were few things ferris enjoyed more than simply sitting outside in the scorching heat, letting the sun’s rays toast her skin like a human marshmallow. despite living in the desert and spending so much time in the sun, her skin still remained as pale as the white cotton sundress that barely protected her from the burning star in the sky. she smelled of sunscreen and fresh air, always looking as ghostly and dreamlike as she felt. chocolate gaze fell to the ground, catching sight of a little spider that scurried across the pavement as if it was running late for something. it drew a smile from her lips, ferris feeling blessed to have come in contact with such a cute little friend on such a gorgeous afternoon. the brief happiness was over quickly though as she jerked upright in her chair instinctively, as if she could somehow sense some oncoming danger. " stop !! ” she demanded, although her tone wasn’t forceful in the slightest. getting to her feet, she dropped to a squat in front of a passerby who’s shoe was inches away from crushing the little arachnid, which ferris was positive would ruin her day. without a word, she scooped the spider up into her hands and cupped them together as she came to its rescue, parting her palms to take a little peek. “ that was close, huh ?? this little guy would have been toast. ”

[leanderiisms]

Leander had just gotten off his work shift at the amusement park and was practically starving because he had skipped breakfast that morning and it was now well past lunch time. Walking with intent, he made his way to one of his favorite food stands inside the park and ordered a large chocolate milkshake and some really salty french fries. Once he obtained his lunch, which was really more of just a snack, Leander glanced around the immediate area and spotted a familiar face sitting at one of the picnic tables. He meandered over and, with a grin, he began to speak. “Hey,” He called out as he began to sit next to them. “You should try and dip some of these fries into my shake with me,” He proposed in suggestion. “I know you’ll like it because I have evolved taste buds,” He lied in explanation, hoping that the other would catch on that he was simply joking around. “I’m practically a superhero. I could save the world if I wanted to,” Leander chuckled, shaking his head. “But, no, seriously, if you try it and really don’t like it, then I’ll do whatever you want as payback.”

[thelogancrane]

Logan was typing away on her macbook, the musicality of her acrylic nails against the keys echoing from the table in the center of the café. It was her usual blogging spot, where the sun hit the counter just right in the early afternoon and she could see out of the big windows into the sprawling, red desert beyond the building. The coffee was subpar, its dark contents sitting stagnant in its cup beside her. She missed getting her usual venti coconutmilk mocha macchiato from Starbucks every morning. But, this was her only option, so crumbly muffins and sour coffee would have to suffice.

Her lips pursed together in thought, the clacking of her keyboard coming to a halt. Finding the right words was always hard, especially when you’ve been telling the world you’ve been living in ‘Las Vegas’ for ‘work’ instead of running away to the middle of nowhere for no reason at all. Covering it up with some new shoes seemed to be a nice alibi for today.

With her mind so focused on her work, she didn’t even notice absentmindedly knocking over the purse at her feet, car keys tumbling out onto the dark wood floors.

[wntlye]

okay i still have tons of replies to do but my internet is truly trying me, so if anyone would like a closed starter from either winter or noel like this and lemme know which muse you’d like, if not ima just guess and give you whoever!

[leecvrter-blog]

lee puckered his lips as he was looking at the old video camera that purred in his hands. his project of filming the people of moon valley had proved to be harder than he thought at first. it had seemed a good idea in his mind, but considering how his least favorite thing in the world was approaching strangers, he was now stuck in the middle of a sidewalk filming people walking past him.

he kept taking his eyes off the camera, trying to figure out a good angle. he was a little perfectionist. the little things made often a huge difference. he finally settled with the thought that the road would look much better when filmed from the other direction, so he turned, and without watching bumped into someone walking by.

“oh i’m so sorry!” the apology came as a reflex. he didn't really have the time to who’d fault it was.

[byczeks-blog]

     the moon motel had been home for the past week and the thing that reagan liked most was the maid. she and her partner in crime most definitely had a tendency to make a mess, so having someone to clean up all the beer bottles and pizza boxes was a blessing from high above. she sat in the parking lot, sitting on the edge of the curb with her phone in her hands while she checked her reflection in her phone. her hair was a mess, but at least her eyebrows were still on. her right knee had a pink band-aid over a scrape, which had come from her dog dragging her for half a block before he realized his human wasn’t walking. a quick giggle left her mouth as she remembered the incident and she shook her head at herself, turning her head to the side to look herself over one more time. “ where’s the prettiest place here? “ she asked the person nearest to her. “ in your very honest opinion. “

[wntlye]

I FINALLY FUCKING DID ALL MY WINTER REPLIES AHHHHH. now ima attempt noel’s before crashing.

edit: also like this if you’d like a closed starter from either of them, ima just keep doing them cause why not, i want threads with all of you.