astoria starters

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The skatepark was one place where she found her escape; the rough and dirty hobby made everything seem so small, which she loved. It made her forget that she wasn’t human for a while, although, with super speed… she was bound to draw unwanted attention. As she 360-flipped in the air, she lost her footing and fell hard on the ground. “Dammit!” She bellowed, pushing herself up to her feet to where she was hunched over, slowly dragging herself over to a bench. 

It was a gorgeous day, one Sage decided to spend outside enjoying everything nature had to offer. It was so peaceful, she almost had dozed off on many occasions, watching the clouds float past in the sky. She rested in her swinging chair, one that used to reside at her parents home, but luckily for her they allowed Sage to take it and bring it to her own (It was small, but it was her home and she was so proud of herself for that). Hearing footsteps collide against the stepping stones that adorned her naturestrip, she playfully urged them to not make her get up and be active. “It’s my lazy day, please tell me you’re here to sit next to me and not drag me away? I’m so comfortable.”

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

Zhyan felt like a conspiracy theorist, sitting in a cafe, a mug of steaming coffee on the edge of the table, and a whole gathering of papers spread out before him while an old beat up laptop was on the seat next to him. To finish the image, he had lost his pen, which was hiding behind his ear, stuck in a tangle of hair that he still hadn’t cut off and was growing so long a simply ponytail didn’t suffice anymore, upgrading himself to what one of his roommates had named: a man-bun. He wondered whether it was a man-bun because she considered him a man, or because that was just what it was called. 

The cafe was packed, so when someone loomed over his work, he understood he question quickly, apologising and throwing his laptop on the table, which hit the wood with a sound that was rather a disaster. “Sorry, please, take a seat,” he said. “I didn’t mean to… uhm, take two.” His brain was so filled with words that he almost forgot English. He started to clean away some of the papers so there was space on the table top, and watched with slight anxiety as the computer rebooted. “Shit.” 

Sahid returned from the toiled with a huge smile on their face only to find the seat that had been occupied before by a young man who had spend about an hour talking to them empty. They sat down next to it and anxiously looked around hoping to spot him, but the bar was slowly growing quieter and he was nowhere to be seen. 

They really should’ve gotten his number, they realised then, leaning their full body against the bar, foreheard resting against the sticky surface. After about a minute of self-loathing, they felt a knee brush against their outer thigh, and their head shot up again, for a moment thinking he was back, but someone else had taken the same seat. “OH, hi, sorry, I thought you were someone else,” they said with an awkward smile. 

Catalina would never call herself a caffeine fiend but that didn’t make it not true. She had been in the cafe for what was probably hours, trying to get through her own blog post. Did she write up a post about now being a supernatural being after living life as a human? And if she did how would it be received? She had saved so many drafts and completely rewritten it time and time again. Her table was practically littered with coffee cups and she had probably taken up more than her fair share of time. After finishing what was probably her 6th cup, she felt a shadow fall over her table. Without looking up she sighed and ran a hand through her hair, “I’m sorry, I know it’s a mess. If you need the space you are welcome to it. Just uh…. move the cups? And probably ignore me. I’m just on the verge of either a breakthrough or a breakdown. I just haven’t figured out which one quite yet.”

Where: Coffee Spells

It feels odd to be somewhere he used to work, but he came to Coffee Spells to browse the bookshelves. Benji feels a little restless without a job and having been away from Astoria for a few months, he feels the need to get himself reacquainted with the area. It’s good for him to get out and revisit the places he used to know, plus it gives him an excuse to look for some books to read. He’s been doing a lot of reading lately, he finds that doing something quiet helps him sometimes.

As he’s browsing, he slowly accumulates a small pile of books, which he’s holding. As he peruses the shelves he keeps finding more books that sound interesting. It’s more of a “Maybe” pile really, things he might read but is unsure on. He’s about to grab another book when he notices another hand reaching for it and draws back. 

location: myriad beach

status: open to everyone |  @astoriastarter​​

Selin had been antsy and jumpy lately, but it came with the territory especially after her experience with the vampire attack during the last full moon. The scars on her neck were an indicator of what she had went through and a daily reminder that she had a lot to learn. She took time off to heal, but ever since she went back to her usual routine, she struggled with keeping her composure as her heightened senses were at an all time high. She was vigilant, which also led to her paranoia, but that didn’t stop her from trying to recover from this. 

Currently, she was practicing on trying to hone in on her senses alternating between her hearing, scent and even her reflexes. Therefore, she opted on doing it in Myriad Beach, where there were plenty of beings there to test it on. What she didn’t realize was how overwhelming it was for her, especially when she was on her toes making sure no one approached her personally. However, that expectation failed completely as she heard a voice next to her which caused Sel to snap out of her thoughts completely. “Shit!” she cursed out loud as her breathing laboured. Inhaling deeply, she then huffed a breath when she exhaled and met their gaze, “—You scared me.” she admitted out loud while regaining her composure. “Sorry, was I in the way?” She stepped forward from their path and made room for them to pass. “I dazed off there for a second, or err…maybe it was a couple or two…Anyways, that was my mistake. I should have paid more attention.” 

Six months and she still feels like a stranger in a country she hopes can some day feel like home. Six months and the alleys still feel like they just might close in on her, like the ground just might swallow her, like the streets just might spit her out. Six months and this place still doesn’t feel like home, but Henley isn’t too sure anywhere does - hopes some day it just might. Or maybe some people were never meant to find a home.

Lost in thought as she sits on a bench, staring blankly ahead, the cup of coffee in her hand remains heated as she concentrates her magic in the palm of her hand. Stranger walks past and Henley barely notices until she catches sight of an object on the ground, eyebrows pulling together in a frown and she reaches forward to pick it up. “Hey!” She calls out, walking a little faster to catch up. “Hey, you dropped this.”

🎭 - what do you prefer in media; innovation, characterization, narrative/plot, or symbolism/deeper themes?

🎠 - if you’re comfortable, recall a dream that made you feel like everything was going to be alright.

🛰️ - what do you think of space? is it cold? frightening? or is it just something new to funnel your curiosity into?

💥 - if you’re comfortable, have you ever “broken out” of a dream? have you ever been aware of the past outcomes of a repeating dream while you were still in it?

👤 - if you’re comfortable, are you yourself in your dreams? what do you think this means?

🦕 - what/how does prehistory make you feel? if you came face to face with a prehistoric creature, how would you react?

🗼 - what fills you with awe- technical advancements or natural displays?

🎨 - what color or color(s) do you feel describes you? why?

✨ - what do all of your interests have in common, or lack in common? what do you think that says about you?

💌 - what do you do to express your love? how does love make you feel? do you know what it sounds like for love to come knocking, or are you still waiting?

📖 - when reading, what is more important: prose or emotion? why?

🌱 - do you prefer leaves, vines, or flowers? why?

⏳ - how long does the day feel to you? what are the longest parts of the day? what do you feel this says about you?

🕳️ - what is your greatest natural fear? this excludes everything having to do with humans.

🎲 - what seems stranger to you, jumanji or zathura? (this is completely self indulgent)

🎼 - what inspires you to do creative work? what makes you feel disheartened in your work?

🐈 - are you superstitious? if so, how? are you superstitious in unconventional ways?

💣 - what makes you angry? do you feel like you are different when you are angry, or just amplified?

🧭 - where is home to you? is it a person, a place, or just a feeling? what makes you feel like you are at home?

Well, nothing they could do about it now. At least it gave them time to sit down and read over the script. Aubrey’s agent was asking them to consider, but they’d been so busy with the move and filming that they hadn’t had a whole lot of free time to go over it. They taped at their phone, in the middle of sending an email to their agent about the missing schedule when they lost their footing in a crack in the sidewalk, losing their balance, crashing into the ground, losing their grip on everything they had been holding onto.

“Ouch. Damn it.” They groaned as they sat up, rubbing their head. Not that it hurt, but it was a natural reaction to falling to the ground And realized that they weren’t the only victim of their clumsiness. “Shit. I’m sorry, are you okay?”

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  

angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  

bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 

basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  

begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  

daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  

edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  

fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  

heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  

holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  

hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  

hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  

hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 

lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  

magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  

marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  

mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  

oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  

pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?

parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?

rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?

sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  

salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  

tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  

violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?

It was very rare that Lorna would end up being in a bad mood, if she was she kept it well hidden from others. However this seemed to annoy her so much that it wasn’t going to be so easily hidden. She kept things on her mind all of the time and it was hard to get this off it. Thankfully she was taking the day off of work so decided to go for a walk to clear her mind as best as she could. She couldn’t believe that she would wake up to a voicemail of her ex asking her to come back home to be with him. He was the whole reason she left, he broke her heart and years later he wanted her back after she had moved on and made a new life for herself.

Taking a seat on a nearby bench, she balled up her fists,wanting to scream out as loud as she could in frustration. She felt so many emotions that as soon as she felt somebody else around she screamed at them without looking. When she did look up she began to kick herself. “I am so sorry I didn’t mean to shout at you, just got a bit of annoying news today.”