#prismfallsstarter

[hernovel]

open harvest festival starter :

the harvest festival was in full swing. it had only started a few hours ago, yet it seemed the entire town was in attendance. their faces lit up with a joy and curiosity that she hasn't seen in a while. emilie had no plans to join in on any of the activities, just watch from the sidelines. fall was her favorite time of year. the colors of the leaves, the smells, the crisp air. pumpkin picking, apple trees blooming in full force. it was positively beautiful. the start of new beginnings. trees, and flowers shedding their pasts, to grow even more gorgeous than the year before.

stopping as she passed the area where they were setting up for pumpkin carving. her face softening slightly as she took in the scene around her. if she had planned on carving pumpkins she had the perfect design in mind. instead, she stood to the side, sipping a hot apple cider, and just taking in her surroundings. everything being set up perfectly. the laughter. the biggest pumpkins the town could find. today she didn't need her nose in a book to enjoy the world around her. today she could actually enjoy the world she lived in.

[warmseasoned-archive]

(   💛   )    ⸻  open  starter.  afternoon,  at  silverbell  farms.

" be careful out there, " corrine said with a soft smile, watching as they neared the ice that had covered the pond over the last week or so. " setting a broken bone is not something i have much skill in. " not that she couldn't, in a pinch she could probably help — but it would be nothing compared to an actual surgeon or doctor.

the brunette pulled her woolen shaw closer, also walking around the exterior of the pond. " can you believe it's winter already? seems like just yesterday the leaves had started to turn, and now they're gone. "

[bastianashbourne]

bastian had been having trouble sleeping lately. before the accident, he'd always drifted off the moment his head hit the pillow, but now his nights were filled with dreams he either couldn’t understand or didn’t want. so he did anything else. most nights, he would have holed up in the brewery, but sophie had put her foot down. for your own good, she’d said. you need to sleep in your own bed. never one to do as he was told, he'd opted instead for wandering the cobbled streets, letting the light from his ever fading lamp guide him.

an unexpected sound made him pause, eyes narrowing. who is out this late. lifting his lamp toward the source, he squinted as someone moved through the shadows. relaxing when he realized it wasn't a ghost here to torment him for all his misdeeds. " can’t sleep either ? " he asked, his voice low but not unfriendly. he tilted his head toward the edge of the nearby forest. " i’m going for a walk… if you want to come. "

[yourefished]

without a drink in her hand, ridley k n e w she'd feel a little less ready for such a grand party. but with an outfit like hers, it was even better. the intention was to turn heads, d r a m a t i c a l l y, in every sense of the word. not only did she want all eyes on her, but she wanted to instill both jealousy and fear into everyone. ridley was fully aware she took up space, in all of the best ways. sipping on the drink, her eyes drifted up to the person standing in front of her. "you here to share a drink with me? it's d i v i n e, darling. where do you plan on starting your evening?" curiosity captured the mermaid, didn't it?

[bevmcnt]

⋆        𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳⠀   ⠀⸺⠀Choose a sentence from here (and if you’d like, a location in the city) for a starter with my silly little boy !

[briarrosed]

(  🩵  )   ⸻ open starter. afternoon at the scarlet closet. 

" well? what do you think? " roselie asked, holding up the dress to herself — it being the palest shade of blue. " i need something that's a more winter blue, not a spring blue . . " she thought aloud, " this would be lovely with a fur trimmed cloak of the same shade, don't you think? " the beauty asked with a beaming smile, looking down at the garment in her hands.

[hernovel]

OPEN STARTER :

the distant chime ringing in her ears. the bell above the bookstores door going off to alert the her of a new customer. only this time it didn't register. her face shoved in the open book, taking in the stories of faraway places, the unobtainable lands. dreams too big for somewhere so small, too insane for a woman of her status. in this book and every other, she could pretend.

a book she was supposed to be putting back, instead she was lost in it. reading when she should have been working.

footsteps, and then a clear of their throat finally shaking her from this dream like state. quickly closing the book, and placing it where she originally was supposed to. heat slowly rising up her neck, as she finally made eye contact.

"I apologize, I was just --- tidying up a little. Can I help you find something?"

[foxedthief]

☆ﾟ*·ﾟ chuckling, kasin leaned back against the bench he was currently sitting on. with a snack in his hand, he raised his eyebrows looking over at the person in front of him. "that's not really the best idea, but if you can make me laugh, i won't tell," he stated, taking a bite of his pastry. kasin was what you'd describe as a good cop. it wasn't the right phrasing, but he much preferred to give people the benefit of the doubt then turn them in for something they could fix on their own.