#.open starter

[pcisin]

"is the first dick all that great? that adam dude kept saying it is but is it really?"

#.open starter #.𝓬𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷' 𝓱𝓸 (main)

[jadesigners]

her leg was bouncing as she sat in her seat, feeling impatient or irritated.

#.open starter #.𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔬 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 (main)

[consvlting]

𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.

"Shibari can be problematic if not well-researched." he says while inspecting the hanging contraption for safety. A crash test dummy was horizontally suspended from it, expertly wrapped in specialized bondage ropes. "The most common injuries normally occur on the humeral radial nerves. To decrease any chance of acute damage, you want to principally memorize where the deltoid tuberosity is and avoid it."

#.open starter #verse. main #.ic #me: hmm should i write open starters. i don't even know what to write. me: hmmm what about rope bondage. #also trying out present tense to gain practice

[lurunsfastest]

Location: Any street Time: Mid afternoon Status: Open

Auburn locks bounced against the back of a tight, fitted suit, the sound of heels clacking against the pavements fell on deaf ears as Lu's eyes were locked onto her flip phone. Her hands were busy, furiously tapping away at the buttons, a takeaway coffee cup in her other hand as she rushed down the street, not paying any attention to what was in front of her. It didn't take long for disaster to strike with, Lu walking right into the back of someone else, spilling coffee all over her front and dropping her phone in the chaos.

"What the fuck?!" She squealed, gasping at the shock of the hot liquid all over her nice new suit. The faerie quickly bent down to grab her phone off the ground, worried that the item she had carefully cherished since 2009 was broken, which it was. "No, no, no - can't you walk any faster, look what you've done!" She glared up at the person in front of her with rage in her eyes, ignorant to the fact that it was her own fault for not watching where she was going.

#opulencestarter #.open starter #her outfit is ruined but nooo not her flipphone!

[madeofmelodies]

Sphallolalia

The universe owes no explanations - not a ‘why’ nor a ‘how’, not to a plead nor to a demand.

  —’The train to Shinjuku Station will be arriving in 1 minute. Please stand behind the marked line.’

The intercom announcement comes just before the hum of the tracks. Delic isn’t anywhere near them but the sound is distinct, akin to a high-frequency that needles its way into his ear and makes him feel a buzz creep just above his nape. He can pick it up even beneath his date’s chatter but acts like he doesn’t.

“Scary—!” The host jokes in an easy reply, the gleam in his eyes looking particularly receptive, if not inviting another playful threat, “But, y’know, I can’t really make promises as to availability. You’re gonna have to bring that one up to the boss-lady. She’ll kill me if I make arrangements under the table.” Not that he couldn’t afford a few ‘deaths’.

The morbid idea almost earns a snort from him.

Delic’s smile doesn’t fall, but his head tips to the side, making a deliberate nod in the direction of the tracks, “Your train, by the way. If you miss it, you’re gonna have to stick around another half an hour—” The humming gets louder, enough for him to adjust the edge of his headphones around his ear. It’s a subtle enough motion, overlooked in the teasing smile that he offers after, “And you know just how torturous that can be with me.” That remark earns him a smile. And Delic… he smiles back. Not because he feels a radiating delight bubbling in his chest or a drive to please or some uncharacteristic form of affection, but because he’s learned the social cue, and it’s picture perfect.

The train arrives in time — what else is there to expect from the JR’s reliable lines? — and his date waves (he’d say it’s coquettish) before disappearing behind the automated doors. And he’s left by himself, to walk outside the station, to text his boss once the date is over, to relax in the crisp breeze of the evening, and to look down the venue as neon-lights light up in busy the streets of Tokyo.

It’s a view, between the dying, amber reflection of the sun against the glass windows and the vibrant colors beginning to paint otherwise muted buildings.

Delic hums. There is delight. Then there isn’t as he sucks in a breath that sounds almost like a wince - it’s betrayed by the sheepish smile on his face, and a brief roll of his eyes. He remembers a text he’s left pending - left on read - before his little outing had started. That was four hours ago… probably. He doesn’t dare look at the time-stamp on it before recording a voice message to send back,, “You said you wanted to meet up, right? How busy are you now?” Will it be work? Will it be pleasure? Will it be adventure? Will it be a pain-in-the-ass? The evening is still young, so he supposes he’ll find out soon enough.

#.Starter #madeofmelodies #.open starter #am I rusty? Big yes #Do I still want to write? Hell yes

[damnedreams]

prompt insp

❛ you alright? you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ❜

#.open starter #.yuuta interacts

[enokvirkow]

“If you need help catching fish for dinner, you only need to ask, y’know?”

#.open starter

[urfriendlywriter]

How to write angst ?

@urfriendlywriter | req by @everynowandthenihaveacrisis @aidyaiden :)

know your character. from their deepest fears to what they cherish the most. know your deepest fear, ask yourself how you will react and feel at that moment. "oh shit, if this happened to me I'll lose my mind" what's that type of scenario for you? write it. :)

decide on the type of angst you are going for!

major, minor, physical, emotional, paranormal, spiritual, verbal, abusive, quarrel, misunderstanding, etc.

and then, decide on--what reaction you can take out of your character by doing what to them.

are they gonna be, held at a gunpoint to give something up? or have their soul wrecked by whom they thought were close to them? or is it going be horror, or etctec, decide on it.

moving on to actually writing it-

Tip 1 - Use sensory details.

her eyes brimmed with tears

his chest heaved

pain clawed at his heart, as his face twisted with hurt

his scream pierced my heart

her lips quivered

she dug her nails into her palms (to distract herself, to stop it from shaking, etc)

show what is happening to ur MC, instead of telling it.

Tip 2 - how to actually write it.

If they're panicking, make them notice too many things at once, show every detail that they're seeing, feeling, from touch, to that burning sensation on their eyes, the blood on the ground, that dryness of their throat, the buzzing in their head and their parted lips unable to trust their own sight, and--and, boom! have them register that they're really really in trouble. and that they've to act fast.

use short, very minimal type of writing for this. make it long, but not long enough that it feels like it's being dragged.

the readers should hold themselves back from skimming the page out of curiousity, they should be in their toes to find out what happens next.

what does your MC do in times of panic? do they chant calm down to themselves, do they get angry, or start crying.. or?? what makes your character genuinely feel an emotion so hard that they'll burst?

there's always something, someone that'll always give them love and easily can be that something or someone to take it away. yk.

Tip 3 - crying.

what is close to your character that u can deprive them of? will it make them cry? beg for it?

what will make ur character cry so hard, that their scream fills everyone's ear, stays in their minds like ghosts and always haunts them?

make a character who never cries, burst out with tears.

while writing crying, focus on the 5 senses, one after the other.

focus it on their breath, make them run out of breath, gasp for air, feel like they're being choked, cry so scrutinizingly. it shud punch the reader's gut.

have them replay what had just happened over and over again in their head

best books and writing styles (for angst) to analyse and learn from (in my opinion);

3rd book in the AGGTM series (yk it hit hard like a truck. it got me depressed in bed the entire time lmao)

Five Survive by Holly Jackson. The moments of red outside of the truck, and moments leading to it.

there's this book called " Warm by @untalentedwriter127 " in wattpad. the author served angst for breakfast, lunch anddd dinner.

and if there's more angsty ones, drop em in the comments! :)

Hope this helps, tag me when yall write a masterpiece! ;)

#writer prompts #otp prompts #dialogue prompts #imagine your otp #writeblr #writing prompts #urfriendlywriter #writing inspiration #angsty dialouge prompts #angsty romance prompts #angst starter #angst prompts #angsty prompts #how to write #how to write angst #writing tips #writing inspo #writing ideas #tips to write angst #asks are open #otp drabble prompts #writing drabble #drabble ideas #writing #prompts #prompt list #otp dialogue #otp writing #otp things #otp ideas

[bikmui]

Then did the king arrive, lord of all that they had seen and further still, for theirs was the hand of god and if not they, then who else could claim all? Indeed, though not now, even the heavens would bow before them in time, for folly and pride would be punished with righteous retribution.

Though their blade remained sheathed did it catch the moonlight, a reminder of the sharpness hidden within.

Fallen upon the mortal earth were they, yet they would not be fazed, for the gods would not deign to look upon this realm, and thus could they bring forth their armies; thus could they bring forth the might of the seas.

"Do you dare stare at my divine form, mortal? Have you no manners?"

#.open starter #.ic (bikmui)

[galahadsboy]

Muse: Rokk

Plot: Rokk doesn't understand how laundry works

Open to: Men, other heroes, friends, civilians, roomate

"I think this jacket may be the only thing that I have that's clean and I don't know where replace the clothes with clean ones" he said lying on his bed in only a grey hoodie unzipped to show off his nude body.

#open #starter #open starter #c:rokk #indie gay rp

[pcisin]

angel dust was in the middle of talking when he noticed someone staring at him. he looks over and frowns "'ey, bucko."

"my eyes are up here. keep staring at my tits and its gonna cost ya. and i ain't cheap."

#.open starter #.mutuals only #.𝓬𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷' 𝓱𝓸 (main)

[jadesigners]

she was out on a little stroll, wanting fresh air. she looks over, watching the tv. her nose scrunches "bleh. radio is better."

#.open starter #.𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔬 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 (main)

[consvlting]

𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.

“I cut my hand while dissecting a cadaver this morning.” His face was noticeably pale as he sat on the floor with Clyde on his lap and two dark, slimy worms resting on his hand.

“I’m tending the wound as we speak, by also demonstrating that leeches can be useful in accelerating the repair of damaged tissue.“ Holding out his hand, he showed off a pair of fat leeches feeding off a deep, raw cut on his palm.

#.ic #.open starter #verse. main #i love starters about people walking in on him doing something weird

[chewingbatmanlikeasqueakytoy]

Why doesn't the justice league know about Amity Park?

Okay so it's been a bit sonce I watched the show but one of the things in DpxDC is the anti-ecto acts, which I love, but correct me if I'm wrong, I THINK ??? they only show up in reality trip? SO: What if Danny, when using the gauntlet to undo everything, also got rid of the Anti-Ecto acts? but this is babys first time editing reality so he uh Fucks Up A Lil'. As a result when Danny used the reality gauntlet to wipe the AEA from existence he accidentally wiped Amity Park from perception. A big 'nothing matters over here' jedi mind trick, and now no ones looking at Amity. So, the Justice League actually WERE looking into and monitoring the situation in Amity, but when the perception filter closed them off, all of that suddenly went ignored.

This is noticed when someone (Alfred, Dick, Tim, literally anyone) realises theres just. A BIG dusty pile of case files semi abandoned somewhere in the cave when going through a (time period)ly cave cleaning.

They put it down because it's Not Important.

They come back to finish the cleaning the next day and do the exact same thing, but there's nothing to actually distract them this time and it pings as weird. Because why would case files be not important? They are by definition important, because only things flagged as important go into case files.

They try to get someone else to read it, because as long as they don't read the information in the file, they don't put it down.

That person goes to read it, gets a line in and then says something like 'that isn't important' and goes to leave. Person A pushes it and person B ALSO catches on.

Que the Batfam trying to figure out hey, what the fuck actually?

Meanwhile, how is Amity fairing? Canon compliant everything's going alright? Or have knock on effects to No One Look Here started to show?

#Another way for the JL not to notice amity park and not make the JL wildly incompetent #and if the anti ecto acts ARE a response to reign storm #then the JL doing their own investigations into it around that time checks out #plus it opens plenty of reasonable excuses for some of the more horrifying concepts to take place #oh an entire town only people inside it can percieve? #an entire organisation like the giw you could totally bullshit something like #they have anti ghost technology of COURSE the perception filter doesnt effect them #they made the anti filters when they realised they were unable to communicate outside the town #so thats how theyre getting funding and supplies in #(and that leaves a trail for the JL to follow) #YEAH #an entire town that cant be percieved #with a population that arguably the government has given free range on? #that sounds like a cadmus PLAYGROUND #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #danny phantom #story prompt #or starter? #lmao not sure

[damnedreams]

open starter of cooking with yuta!

Unloading the last bags of groceries, Yuta exhales a tired huff. Grocery shopping is like it’s own training expedition! Preparing lists, finding all items, and couponing! A delicate art that requires the utmost attention Yuta finds himself thinking. 

He smiles before going about unpacking the bags with a hum. Once all the bags have been emptied, he stares at the counter full of food and ingredients. Alright well first he’ll put away what he doesn’t need for dinner. Ah that reminds him!

He pulls out his phone and sends a quick message to the students currently at the dorms about dinner today. If they want some, they can come and get some. He bought enough to feed everyone, hopefully. 

As he’s putting away several items in the pantry does he sense someone step in the kitchen. Glancing over his shoulder, he smiles in greeting. 

“Here to help?” 

#.open starter #.yuta interacts #open to any mutuals :)

[submissiveking99]

The Last Human, Project Repopulation

OPEN RP (Male/Futa only)

(Will get to have fun with 2B, 2P, A2 and/or Commander White. (And/Or 9S if you like Femboys))

The Bunker, the space station base of YORhA. The Android forces who did battle with the Machines from another world. Their mission? Defeat the Machines and save the world so humanity could return home. ...... A mission that has been going on for hundreds of years now

At least, that was the story most members of the organisation were told. But not what Commander White, the one in charge of the organisation, knew. The human race was extinct, gone. With their return being a lie to motivate their people, a reason for the Androids to fight.

A reason to live. A reason.... that was a lie.

....

Which is why the reveal of this, of a stasis pod with a living human being inside, was so surprising. Horrifying. Wonderful. And so many more all at once. But it also meant there was a chance... A chance for the human race to be repopulated.

"Commander, we are ready to awaken the human!" One Operator Unit spoke, snapping the blonde android from her thoughts

"Right." Commander White nodded, looking up. She had to be strong, focused, unyielding "Bring them out!" She ordered, the Commander's eyes focused. The process beginning

Several of YORhA's greatest units stood just behind the Commander. 2B, 9S and 2P. 2P being the one to locate and return the pod to the Bunker

As steam emerged from the pod, as one, the YORhA units crossed an arm across their chest. As one they let out a familiar cry for the human within. Their cree, their reason to fight

"Glory to mankind!" They cried out as the pod opened, and the human could emerge

#read rules before interacting #rp post #open smut rp #open to all #smut rp #open rp #rp starter