#starter*

[castlle]

@altarbov

"This a team-up?" Frank's quick to say after watching Red beat several low-level thugs on the train, keeping them off him.

"I'm only asking because I don't want to hear you bitching right now. These Hand guys, I can kill them, right?"

[blacksvans]

La música por instrumentos de viento y cuerda ameniza la reunión, donde el nekomata descansaba sobre su trono exterior en el palacio, donde las flores de cerezo rozaban su piel y pintaban de sutil rozado el color de sus mejillas por el maquillaje, su cabello del mismo color le daba un aire despeinado, pero también elegante a todo su ropaje. El Rey Jaguar había ido al encuentro con el Rey del Cerezo, un acuerdo que se hizo por medio de cartas luego de leer un malestar en el joven monarca y Evander no pudo evitar la sonrisa que surcó su faz al ver una pequeña oportunidad de tenerlo para si mismo durante días enteros sin nadie más alrededor. Espera hasta que dos choko con sake son servidos frente a ellos, las Geishas y Oiran, bailaban y entretenían a sus invitados de diferentes formas, algunas Oiran ya estaban sentadas sobre el regazo de sus clientes, justo como el rey del cerezo y el sake, sobre las trabajadas piernas del más pequeño de su grupo. ❝ Bebe, por la celebración de tu gran travesía por mares y océanos hasta llegar a mi ❞ Su diestra le toma del mentón, la zurda lleva el vaso con alcohol hasta los finos labios y es él quien lame el propio inferior, mordiéndolo suavemente. ❝ Tal cara cincelada por los dioses no debe lucir como luces ahora con el ceño fruncido, mi rey. ❞

[finestmoment]

back home again and the first thing my dad does is buy me a horse stuffed animal. i swear, he thinks i'm still twelve.

[j-crain]

Open Starter // Outside the S.S. Leander

Death was the only possibility. Despite what people might assume James considered himself an optimist, if only because he knew expecting the worst was the same as asking for it. When problems arose he imagined the best outcome and strived for it-- often achieving something at least close to what he had envisioned. But there was optimism and then there was idealism, the impractical and impossible. To fall from such a height would kill most people with the rocks and waves below presumably killing whoever survived. So when he awoke to the sounds of waves he thought that must be what was happening, but his cheek was pressed firmly against sand and a breeze blew through his curls. 

He could walk-- like a baby deer sure, his feet sinking in the loose sand but he managed to make his way to a visage he saw in the distance. At first he thought it was a limestone stack, but as he got closer he realized it was a ship. James walked right up to it, pressing his hand against it. His hand felt along the splintered wood and rough barnacles, left thinking only why? His hand still pressed against the ship, he looked over his shoulder just in time to see a figure approaching. 

James turned, rolling his shoulders back to look more presentable. Though his clothes and shoes were soaked and now that he thought about it he probably had seaweed and shells in his hair. Maybe even a crab or two. God what was going on? But he wasn’t ready to admit how lost he was, how vulnerable he was. So instead he called to the figure, his voice hoarse, “what is the name of this ship?” He cleared his throat, then spoke again, though his voice was softer. “Does it even have a name?”

[alaztlan]

Seguir direcciones no es su fuerte, tuvo que recurrir al uso de la tecnología para llegar a la ubicación deseada pero tras tocar y tocar, nadie parecía interesade en abrirle. Entonces se da cuenta, quizá fue una trampa. No le sorprendería realmente, pero aún así logra valor para pulsar el micrófono y enviar una nota de voz. “Eh, ¿Sage? ¿Segura que esta es tu dirección? Si me haz engañado te advierto que será la única y última vez que te invite a un buffet de comida oriental.” / @sowhatt​

[sweetcreamrabbit-a]

@she-is-fighting-gold​ [ CONTINUED ]

“Really, Miss? Because I hear people talking about how there’s an afterlife and how they will either go to heaven or hell.... Why’s do you think that?” Cream asked as she looked at the gold tenrec with curiosity in her eyes.

[bexwiththegingerhair]

So according to some troll, I’m the worst of the Horsewomen?

Well that’s news to me! Sorry I took time off because I got pregnant. Never forget #Becky2Belts