#r;starter

[gangsndroses]

          Raphael couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore. His eyelids feel heavy — the throbbing pain on his head as well as his side being the only thing that’s keeping him awake at that point — blood slowly dripping down his face. It’s when he hears footsteps approaching when his eyelids flutter open, but only for a brief moment. “Help..” He croaks out, his voice barely audible.

[wonderhevrts]

open starter || Ray

open to: m connection: Ray has invited your muse over for dinner, after confessing his feelings for yours the day before. 

Ray was nervous, as he was setting the table ready. He wasn’t quite sure yet, if the other felt the same way about him, as Ray felt for them. At least they had agreed to have dinner together, so maybe that was a big plus? Ray went back into the kitchen and grabbed a fork, tasting the food. So far so good. He was ready himself, he just needed to plate the food once the other would arrive. Finishing that thought, he heard the doorbell ring and his dog Simba rushed to the door, barking. Ray came to the door and opened it with a smile. “Hey. You’re right on time, i just finished dinner.” He chuckled softly and let him inside. Despite being able to see their face, Ray recognized his cologne and the custom made necklace Ray had given him long time ago.

[wonderhevrts]

@vangxards liked this for a starter from Ray.

“This is bullshit!!” Ray exclaimed frustrated, throwing his laptop from his table. He was frustrated. He tried to look at his friends and family’s pictures, if he could see and remember their faces, but it was useless. 

He covered his face with his hands. There were days when the prosopagnosia was frustrating the hell out of him. He looked up when he heard the footsteps come in. “Sorry.. I’ll, uh.. I’ll clean this up..” He mumbled, rubbing his face.

[illota]

❝ZERO PERCENT❞

    He can feel cartilage crushed under his fingers, bruises forming on tender skin, flowering to life as he ruptures an underlayer of blood vessels.

    It doesn’t feel like slow motion, like you see in the movies. In fact, his fists are rocketing through space faster than he can even register. He keeps going, going, going, and there’s nothing he can do to stop himself. Call it anger, desperation, or impulse - the only option available is to go with it. He is washed away.

    There are ragged breaths coming from below, his peripheral senses are picking up distorted screaming, pleas, and he can’t respond.

    He is yelling.

    In their darkness, these are the only sounds. His hand finds purchase on the skin of this man’s throat and he’s squeezing; shouting shut up, shut up, shut up.

    There are embers flaming in his stomach, spewing fire up his windpipe, and lava flows through the veins in his arms. His legs are cemented into place - he can’t leave now.

    Just over four thousand days should’ve given him enough time to find a way to control himself, to re-purpose himself, mold himself differently. He could have been anything, he could have done anything. And yet, here he is, still drinking, binging, hurting, killing.

    He mirrors his biggest nightmare without realizing it.

    The realization floats into his consciousness and then it spreads, leeches, draws the heat from his limbs into his head. And then he only sees red.

    “SHUT YER FUCKIN’ FACE ‘FORE I FUCKIN’ KILL YA!”

[astrxyno]

.... Starter for @horizoninsight

         That must be a joke! Minwoo’s eyes widened as much as the muscles surrounding them allowed those eyelids to stretch away from each other. He was staring at the mess in front of him that his friend called artwork. “You can’t be serious!” Minwoo turned abruptly to follow the man who was walked past him as if he did not care about what the older called a disaster. 

“Jae! What on earth! Stop, you really can’t go like that. This is really terrible.” 

[astrxyno]

“You could kill someone with this, couldn’t you?”

Amazingphil Starter Sentences  @slxveofthesun

        The small pins laying on the coffee table caught her eyes and the moment she tried to touch them, Minwoo raised his voice warning her not to. The other items on the table were unusual to find on a coffee table, and by association, one could tell all those items were deadly. Minwoo picked a pen that was kept in a velvet case and opened it for her to see. “When you press this, the base of the pin is separated and the needle is released. It’s poisonous.” 

[astrxyno]

                                      ( AU Starter! @tzuchu )

               Warm droplets of liquid saturated with Sodium chloride carved their path down the red skin, cleansing it from the dust that had covered it for days. The heat made touching the skin a wake up call to the nerve system in whoever dares to touch it, but to the owner of the skin, it was his norm. The past months of extreme torture marked the end of his imprisonment, and knowing those years he spent behind the bars, feet weighed down by heavy chuckles and shoulders giving in the damage of heavy labour, are coming to an end made those torturous months bearable. 

              Standing in line for his turn, Minwoo was praying nothing goes wrong. He had enough with what the war had done to him. He was ready to go home. He had a wife to go back too---if the war had spared her! The thought choked him, depriving him from the ability to breathe for a few seconds before the sound of the chuckles falling and the soldier shouting at him to get lost, and kicking him from behind forced him out of his trance. Being locked up for sixteen years made the outside world strange, and the cell home. 

[astrxyno]

A red coat and long styled hair was what met his gaze before the eyes of an anxious woman stared back into his eyes, Minwoo was expecting her and he could hear the words that would leave her mouth before she utters any. They had met before, they got into a dispute, and he told her if by the twelfth of the month, she decides that she needs him, he’ll be waiting for her at the lobby of the hotel near the company. He was sure back then that they’ll meet, but little did she know then what she knows now. “Won’t you have a seat?” He asked with a smug smile.  @reddiamxnds