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sentence starters: emails i can’t send.
rp sentence starters from sabrina carpenter’s, emails i can’t send. ( part two )
how many things.
“you used a fork once.”
“it turns out forks are fuckin’ everywhere.”
“there’s no hiding from the thought of us.”
“i got ways to find you anywhere.”
“we sat on the roof once.”
“and we talked until the sun came up.
“i wish we stayed just like we were up there.”
“i consider you, i’m not trying to.”
“i can’t help it, it’s a habit.”
“your corner in my mind is well established.”
“i wonder how many things you think about before you get to me.”
“i wonder how many things you wanna do.”
“i feel myself falling further down your priorities.”
“i still make excuses for you constantly.”
“remember when you left once? that never made too much sense to me.”
“it hurt you so bad, hurting me.”
“you really came to me sympathy.”
“am i not even a second thought?”
“i wonder how many things.”
bet u wanna.
“told me i’m your only.”
“it’s all unfolding, babe.”
“slowly, slowly.”
“lies you sold me all saw the light of day.”
“you been wasting time on the other side.”
“if your satisfied, touché.”
“now you say you hate all the empty space.”
“if you could go back you’d stay.”
“didn’t think about it when you let me down.”
“hurts to see me out of your reach.”
“bet you wanna touch me now.”
“it’s cold out there.”
“let me know what you found.”
“bet you wanna love me now.”
“chase me.”
“that’s right, baby.”
“is it feeing all your fears?”
“i bet you wanna.”
“bet you miss me.”
“bet you’re reminiscing.”
“i bet you hate the way that you said goodbye.”
“you still can’t even tell me why.”
“i hate the way you left me dry.”
“i’ll keep that between you and i.”
“oh, touch me now.”
nonsense.
“think i only want one number in my phone.”
“i might change your contact to don’t leave me alone.”
“you said you like my eyes, you like to make ‘em roll.”
“treat me like a queen.”
“i can’t help myself.”
“when you get close to me, baby my tongue goes numb.”
“sounds like bleh, blah, bleh.”
“i don’t want no one else.”
“baby i’m in too deep.”
“here’s a lil song i wrote.”
“it’s about you and me.”
“i’ll be honest.”
“looking at you got me thinkin’ nonsense.”
“cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in.
“when you got your arms around me, oh it feels so good.”
“i think i got an ex but i forgot him.”
“i can’t find my chill, i must have lost it.”
“i don’t even know i’m talking nonsense.”
“i’m talking.”
“i’m talking, i’m talking, i’m talking, all around clock.”
“i’m talking hope nobody knocks.”
“i’m talking opposite of sot.”
“i’m talking wild, wild thoughts.”
“you gotta keep up with me.”
“i caught the L-O-V-E.”
“how do you do this to me?”
“i bet your house is where my other sock is.”
“woke up this morning thought i’d write a pop hit.”
“how quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz.”
fast times.
“sun’s up too soon.”
“mixed emotions are congregating.”
“sky looks so purple.”
“i can taste it.”
“i call you baby.”
“three stories up here contemplating.”
“what the fuck is patience?”
“these are fast times and fast nights.”
“no time for rewrites.”
“we couldn’t help it.”
“give me a second to forget i ever really meant it.”
“closed eyes and closed blinds.”
“my feelings used to be serrated.”
“tiptoeing past so many stages.”
skinny dipping.
“it’ll be a wednesday.”
“i’ll be going in this coffee shop.”
“and i look up from my phone and think there’s no chance it’s you, but it is.”
“you’ll say, ‘hi’, i’ll say, ‘hi, how are you?’”
“how’s your family? how’s your sister?”
“(name)’s being (name).”
after a minute of nonsensical chatter.”
“well, this was really nice, maybe we should do this on purpose sometime.”
“arguments in your garage.”
“all the ways we sabotaged it.”
“what it was and what it wasn’t.”
“we’ve been swimming on the edge of a cliff.”
“i’m resistant, but going down with the ship.”
“it’d be so nice, right?”
“if we could take it all off and just exist.”
“skinny dip in water under the bridge.”
“you’ll suggest a restaurant we used to go to.”
“won’t that be too nostalgic?”
“maybe, but let’s do it anyway.”
“we won’t sit at our same old table, i promise.”
“we won’t bring up the past, we’ll keep it bureaucratic.”
“and we won’t say it.”
“we’ll be thinking about how different we are from those scared little kids.”
“we’ve been swimming on the edge of a cliff.”
bad for business.
“he’s good for my heart, but he’s bad for business.”
“tears me apart when he grants my wishes.”
“all of my friends think i’ve gone crazy.”
“they don’t know me like my baby.”
“we look good in photographs.”
“i like the way you like to laugh at dirty jokes.”
“used to get to work on time, but now you’re taking up my nights.”
“never been so glad to be so tired.”
“oh, i’m mad for you.”
“it’s sad but true and i know it.”
“you’re on my mind.”
“you stole my life and it’s showin.”
“will anybody sing along?”
“you had to go and break into my head.”
“and i would try to fight these feelings.”
“i can’t find a single reason.”
“i’d make all the same mistakes again.”
“he’s good.”
“it’s bad.”
“the best i’ve ever had.”
“and he’s so nice.”
“it’s sad.”
“he ruined all my plans.”
“he just makes me so crazy.”
“i know everyone sees.”
“he’ll be the death of me.”
decode.
“you’re good at the falling, not the staying there.”
“you’re good at the giving too much then getting scared.”
“you’re good at impersonating someone who cares.”
“you had me for a minute there.”
“now i wonder why.”
“i let your confusion keep me up at night.”
“i’m so tired.”
“re-read every single undertone and i over analysed it.”
“where else can we go?”
“there’s nothing left here to decode.”
“done lookin’ for the signs in the gaps and the silence.”
“it’s just getting cold.”
“there’s a weight off my shoulders now that i don’t chase you.”
“being myself, did that emasculate you?”
“learning from you that i can walk away too.”
“i let your indecision keep me up at night.”
“unpacked every single word you wrote and i over analysed it front back and beside it.”
“there’s nothing.”
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the blackout club -- sentence starters ( ii ) :
feel free to change titles / pronouns / places where appropriate !
❝ can we go already? ❞
❝ come on! before i lose my nerve... ❞
❝ game faces... let's do this! ❞
❝ if you guys need me, i'm there. ❞
❝ i'm ready. i mean... reluctantly. ❞
❝ ready, you guys ready? ❞
❝ ready? can we please do a cool slo-mo walk this time? ❞
❝ while we're young, maybe? ❞
❝ can't do much, but i can aim. ❞
❝ i best not miss. ❞
❝ i am the night! ...kinda. i'm... night flavored. ❞
❝ sure. i drank three sodas and climbed a rope... once. ❞
❝ what? i like heights. ❞
❝ i want the shocker... heh. ❞
❝ stun gun's rechargeable, so... ❞
❝ club's calling, y'all. ❞
❝ focus, guys, new mission. ❞
❝ new message from the club. ❞
❝ gotta catch my breath... ❞
❝ (panting) hang on! hang on, hang on... ❞
❝ h-hold up! ...i'm wrecked... ❞
❝ i gotta' rest a sec... ❞
❝ i'll be -- i'll be okay...! i think... ❞
❝ two seconds... okay, ten seconds... ❞
❝ knock it off! ❞
❝ flashlights down! i'm gonna' take that thing away! ❞
❝ get that light off me! ❞
❝ hey! you're lighting me up! ❞
❝ don't wanna' die down here. just give me a nice... breakfast nook!❞
❝ how long did it take them to build this place...? ❞
❝ how far down are we...? never mind. don't tell me. ❞
❝ i know this place... ❞
❝ i love this, just loving this! the darkness, the dirt, and cold. it's like an evil spa. ❞
❝ i'm not scared... just living my best life. ❞
❝ it's all real. this is... real. ❞
❝ it's like a real life dungeon... ❞
❝ i've seen this before... dreams, but... not mine... ❞
❝ looks like a... what does it look like? ❞
❝ sleepwalkers built this? how in god's name... ❞
❝ the place feels, uh... familiar. ❞
❝ this place... why with this place? ❞
❝ wonderful... back down here. ❞
❝ stuff happens, parents worry, that's how it works. haha. ❞
❝ c'mon, mom, the rule is, my music in my room, right? haha. and i love this song. ❞
❝ for my hour of tv this week, can i please just watch the news with you, mom? i miss you. ❞
❝ I'm just gonna' practice my 3-point shot, dad. Jeez. It's like the perfect summer day. ❞
❝ okay, mom. i won't do it again. dad, you know i respect like, 99 percent of your opinion. haha. ❞
❝ that's a great joke, dad! can i post that online? haha, see what i did there? ❞
❝ the sun looks amazing today. not sure why i never seem to notice. just look at it. i mean, wow. ❞
❝ yes, dad, i've been studying. hah, no, maybe not as much as i'm supposed to, but i'm only human. ❞
❝ i saw one of the bad kids, mom! make them leave! ❞
❝ make them go away, dad! they have a bad attitude! ❞
❝ those bad kids are back! help! ❞
❝ my dad is going to call your dad! and then you'll see! ❞
��� you guys are in so much trouble! get away from me! ❞
❝ and... i'm back. am i back? ❞
❝ it's you! you brought me back... i owe you one. ❞
❝ that... was not good. thank you. ❞
❝ you... you saved me. ❞
❝ damn it, no! not you too... ❞
❝ i'll tell your folks... i'll tell 'em... something. ❞
❝ no... goddammit, you weren't supposed to... ❞
❝ oh jesus... this could be any of us! ❞
❝ shit... shit. i am so sorry... ❞
❝ he was our friend! now he's... ❞
❝ that was a person... oh god. ❞
❝ this is too real... ❞
❝ creepy enough? yes. ❞
❝ okay... file that away... ❞
❝ you getting this? ❞
❝ and what's the club got to say? ❞
❝ cool. so what was next? ❞
❝ good, right? texting hq. ❞
❝ hey! look at us! technically competent. ❞
❝ man, i wish i could post this on... something. ❞
❝ i'm the best that's ever been. ❞
❝ we came, we saw, we... still need a catchphrase! ❞
❝ wooo, woo, woo! woo, yes! woo, woo, woo! you're the best! woo! ❞
❝ over there! ❞
❝ that way. ❞
❝ mine now. ❞
❝ dibs on everything. ❞
❝ strongbox! what's in it? ❞
❝ but stealing is wRoNg. ❞
❝ don't mind if i do! ❞
❝ evidence of spooky conspiracy. confiscating. ❞
❝ someone forgot to pick up their toys. ❞
❝ it's locked. ❞
❝ who's got lockpicks? oh yeah. me. ❞
❝ another door. ❞
❝ doors are my nemesis. ❞
❝ quiet! sleeper! ❞
❝ remember. sleepers could be family. ❞
❝ sleepwalker. ❞
❝ they're not evil... just hypnotized. ❞
❝ lucid here. ❞
❝ camera. stay out of the light. ❞
❝ they got cctv. ❞
❝ it's that stalker kid! ❞
❝ stalker! stalker! ❞
❝ there's that creep! ❞
❝ body here. still alive. ❞
❝ just sleeping. don't touch 'em. ❞
❝ get down! ❞
❝ quiet! ❞
❝ i have such savings to offer you... ❞
❝ oh-oh! evil corp's calling! ❞
❝ personal call to work. shame, shame. ❞
❝ prank calling... now! ❞
❝ i can't believe that worked! ❞
❝ target neutralized! ❞
❝ that's for bells, asshole! ❞
❝ bad guy down! ❞
❝ wow, that worked! really well... ❞
❝ got that little shit! ❞
❝ how's it feel, shithead? ❞
❝ i got 'em! uh, what now? ❞
❝ okay! holding this one... for now! ❞
❝ see how you like it! ❞
❝ stay down, stay down...! ❞
❝ that's right! how you like me now?! ❞
❝ angel coming! ❞
❝ close your eyes! close your eyes! ❞
❝ guys, please! not the angel! ❞
❝ it's after me! oh god... ❞
❝ it's here for me! ❞
❝ no! not the shape! ❞
❝ the angel! i'm the target! ❞
❝ angel's gone... i think. ❞
❝ it left me... it left. ❞
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BILLIE EILISH / WHEN WE ALL FALL ASLEEP, WHERE DO WE GO (2019) STARTERS
❛ Think you're so criminal. ❜
❛ I do what I want when I'm wanting to. ❜
❛ My soul? So cynical. ❜
❛ So you're a tough guy. ❜
❛ I'm the bad guy, duh. ❜
❛ I like it when you take control. ❜
❛ I'll be your animal. ❜
❛ She'll pity the men I know. ❜
❛ I'm only good at being bad. ❜
❛ I like when you get mad. ❜
❛ I guess I'm pretty glad that you're alone. ❜
❛ What is it about them? ❜
❛ I must be missing something. ❜
❛ Better off without them, they're nothing but unstable. ❜
❛ I don't need a Xanny to feel better. ❜
❛ Nobody's ever sorry. ❜
❛ Make the same mistakes, blame circumstance. ❜
❛ I can't afford to love someone who isn't dying by mistake. ❜
❛ Bite my tongue bide my time. ❜
❛ Wait till the world is mine. ❜
❛ You should see me in a crown. ❜
❛ I'm gonna run this nothing town. ❜
❛ Watch me make 'em bow. ❜
❛ Your silence is my favorite sound. ❜
❛ I like the way they all scream. ❜
❛ Tell me which one is worse. living or dying first? ❜
❛ I'm not your baby. ❜
❛ My Lucifer is lonely. ❜
❛ Can't commit to anything but a crime. ❜
❛ Don't say I didn't warn ya. ❜
❛ All the good girls go to hell. ❜
❛ 'Cause even God herself has enemies. ❜
❛ She'll want the Devil on her team. ❜
❛ Look at you needing me. ❜
❛ You know I'm not your friend without some greenery. ❜
❛ Man is such a fool. Why are we saving him? ❜
❛ Begging for our help, wow! ❜
❛ My God is gonna owe me. ❜
❛ There's nothing left to save now. ❜
❛ Baby, I don't feel so good. ❜
❛ I'll never let you go. ❜
❛ I just wanna make you feel okay. ❜
❛ I can't tell you how much I wish I didn't wanna stay. ❜
❛ I just kinda wish you were gay. ❜
❛ Is there a reason we're not through? ❜
❛ How am I supposed to make you feel okay, when all you do is walk the other way? ❜
❛ Don't say, I'm not your type. ❜
❛ I'm so selfish. ❜
❛ You make me feel helpless. ❜
❛ Don't you know I'm no good for you? ❜
❛ I've learned to lose you can't afford to. ❜
❛ Nothing ever stops you leaving. ❜
❛ I'm on my own ❜
❛ I could lie, say I like it like that. ❜
❛ I'll only hurt you if you let me. ❜
❛ I'll call you when the party's over. ❜
❛ But nothing is better, sometimes. ❜
❛ Once we've both said our goodbyes, let's just let it go. ❜
❛ Let me let you go. ❜
❛ I know you don't care, but can you listen? ❜
❛ So I think I better go. ❜
❛ I never really know how to please you. ❜
❛ I just never know how you feel. Do you even feel anything? ❜
❛ I know you're not sorry. Why should you be? ❜
❛ 'Cause who am I to be in love, when your love never is for me. ❜
❛ Don't ask questions, you don't wanna know. ❜
❛ Learned my lesson way too long ago. ❜
❛ Take what I want when I wanna, and I want ya. ❜
❛ Bad, bad news. One of us is gonna lose. ❜
❛ I'm the powder, you're the fuse. Just add some friction. ❜
❛ You are my strange addiction. ❜
❛ Put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it. ❜
❛ Hurts, but I know how to hide it, kinda like it. ❜
❛ Can't you tell I'm crass? Can't you tell I'm wired? ❜
❛ Tell me nothing lasts, like I don't know. ❜
❛ What do you want from me? ❜
❛ Why don't you run from me? ❜
❛ Why aren't you scared of me? ❜
❛ Why do you care for me? ❜
❛ When we all fall asleep, where do we go? ❜
❛ Say it, spit it out. What is it exactly? ❜
❛ Today, I'm thinkin' about the things that are deadly. ❜
❛ The way I'm drinkin' you down, like I wanna drown, like I wanna end me. ❜
❛ I wanna end me. ❜
❛ What had you expected? ❜
❛ But we knew right from the start that you'd fall apart. ❜
❛ It's probably somethin' that shouldn't be said out loud. ❜
❛ Honestly, I thought that I would be dead by now. ❜
❛ Bury the hatchet or bury a friend right now. ❜
❛ Told you not to worry. But maybe that's a lie. ❜
❛ Honey, what's your hurry? Won't you stay inside. ❜
❛ Where did you go? ❜
❛ The friends I've had to bury, they keep me up at night. ❜
❛ Said I couldn't love someone, 'cause I might break. ❜
❛ I tried not to upset you. ❜
❛ I just wanted to protect you. ❜
❛ But it's cold and I don't wanna be lonely. ❜
❛ So tell me you'll come home. Even if it's just a lie. ❜
❛ Tell me love is endless. ❜
❛ Don't be so pretentious. ❜
❛ Leave me like you do. ❜
❛ If you need me, wanna see me, better hurry 'cause I'm leavin' soon. ❜
❛ Sorry can't save me now. ❜
❛ That's what a year-long headache does to you. ❜
❛ I'm not okay, I feel so scattered. ❜
❛ Call my friends and tell them that I love them, and I'll miss them. ❜
❛ But I'm not sorry. ❜
❛ Cryin' isn't like you. ❜
❛ What the hell did I do? ❜
❛ Nothing has to change today. ❜
❛ You didn't mean to say I love you. ❜
❛ I love you, and I don't want to. ❜
❛ Maybe we should just try, to tell ourselves a good lie. ❜
❛ Didn't mean to make you cry. ❜
❛ The smile that you gave me, even when you felt like dyin'. ❜
❛ I can't escape the way I love you. ❜
❛ I don't want to, but I love you. ❜
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HEY ARNOLD, SEASON 1 SENTENCE STARTERS, PT. 2 OF 6 ;
E03 - ❛ Arnold’s Hat / The Stoop Kid ❜ and E04 - ❛ Helga’s Makeover / The Old Building ❜ // 72 starters. CW: violence. Feel free to change words and pronouns as needed!
[PART 1]
“Why, you got the manners of an old billy goat.”
“Once a cowboy, always a cowboy.”
“It’s so beautiful. A monument to my beloved.”
“Why don’t you give up?”
“I’ll never get it. Never, never, never!”
“I knew I’d get it. I knew it all the time.”
“What’s that you say? I dance divinely? My eyes are lovely?”
“I knew you couldn’t fight your true feelings for me.”
“The door’s locked, _____. What are you doing in there?”
“The Jolly Olly man’s gone insane! He’s passing out free ice cream!”
“Oh, my beloved! What havoc have I wrought?”
“I must right this terrible and grievous wrong and restore to you that which makes you the _____ I worship and adore.”
“You are who you are because of what’s on the inside, not the outside.”
“You’re looking good. Have you been working out?”
“Anybody ever tell you you look like some sort of sun-bronzed Greek god these days?”
“Yuck! Who said you could touch me?!”
“I’ll never wash these clothes again.”
“Try not to hurt your little dainty toesy-woesies.”
“This is gonna be harder than I thought.”
“Are you sure you don’t wanna come inside?”
“Are you crazy? He’ll just chase you down and pulverize you.”
“I’m gonna pound you, you little maggot!”
“Just shut up and leave me alone!”
“It’d just be a waste of time!”
“What’s so great about the world anyway?”
“The legend dies, _____.”
“I didn’t know there was gonna be so many people here.”
“Don’t worry about them, _____. Just keep concentrating.”
“I don’t know if I can do it, _____.”
“I’m gonna roll you downtown!”
“I wonder why _____’s not invited to _____’s party.”
“So, _____, what do you wanna do on Saturday night?”
“I was thinking of going to _____’s party. They’re gonna do makeovers and stuff.”
“_____’s party? You’re not seriously going to that, are you?”
“Yeah, I know, but I was thinking… It might be interesting.”
“Please, don’t hurt me.”
“I was invited, I just didn’t wanna go.”
“Y’know, _____, I almost feel sorry for her.”
“I don’t sound like that!”
“I oughta deck ‘em all!”
“How did that get in there? Oh well, might as well take it.”
“Am I a fire engine red or a pearly pink?”
“What’s going on in there? Are you alright?”
“Oh, this old thing? Just something I had lying around the house.”
“Yeah, well, I liked the old _____ better. At least she was honest. She’d never pretend to like all this stuff just to fit in with the crowd.”
“What’s wrong? I’ll tell you what’s wrong! This is stupid, that’s what’s wrong!”
“When they see all of us in the window, they’re gonna scream bloody murder.”
“Y’know, _____, maybe we were wrong about you. Maybe you’re not like the rest of us.”
“I mean, what could be more fun than this?”
“What do you think? Burnt copper or coral pink?”
“Help! Let me go! Let me gooo!”
“Now this is what I call a good party.”
“You’re a natural! I oughta take you on as an apprentice.”
“You’d do that for me?”
“_____ and I had our first date there.”
“Darling, you left my heart in pieces on the floor.”
“So tell me, why shouldn’t I break some things of yours?”
“That _____. He’s the dreamiest.”
“Boom! Perfect! Did you see that? Did you see what I did there?”
“You won’t let me down, will you? I’ve been let down a lot in my life.”
“I don’t know if I can take one more disappointment, _____.”
“You can count on me, _____.”
“It’s you and me, _____, standing together, side by side, against them all.”
“Now you got a problem.”
“I’ll just tell them both that I want out. They’re adults. They’ll understand.”
“Yeah? You want a piece of this?”
“Now look what you’ve done!”
“_____, have you lost your mind? Why don’t you listen to reason for once in your life and come home?”
“I parked my carcass right here and I’m not moving.”
“_____, get me out of here.”
“Thank you, _____. You stopped me from making a terrible mistake.”
“What’s wrong with you? Are your ears painted on?”
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DEFOUNTAINE.
independent + private roleplay blog for FURINA DE FONTAINE, of mhy's GENSHIN IMPACT as judged by SINCLAIR ( 21 ). crossover + oc friendly. low activity due to college ( junior yr ) + old laptop.
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rules under cut.
NOTES. ( THIS MAY BE UPDATED AS TIME GOES ON. )
not spoiler or leak free
i tag triggers as “ trigger // “
for the main verse ( gi ), i'm almost entirely caught up on the main story.
hc heavy.
i use she/he/they for furina. she looks like both a woman and a twink and it's giving me gender envy, okay. genderfluid furina is so real to me.
generally novella because i love writing a lot!!
scarce activity bc my laptop is fucked up ( most of the keys are stiff lol ) + full time college student. i am literally doing a research proposal this semester.
aforementioned keyboard thing may lead to typos
i tag a lot of my ooc posts ( since a majority of the time they’re useless ) as “ irrelevant // ” as to not clog up peoples dash
sometimes tumblr doesn’t send my asks so if you’ve liked for an inbox call and you don’t receive it, thats why
mutuals can ask for discord<3 i encourage it actually since im active there more often but im very anxious and tend not to initiate conversation unless i feel like we’re very close
if i ever bother you lmk<3 i’ve been told i can get a little spammy at times and i’ll admit i do get easily excited so if i need to tone it down just let me know!
if i’m following you i’ve read your rules !! i’ll assume you’ve done the same if you decide to follow back!
i only have access to the beta editor, sadly. i can try and pull some bullshit but i don't know if it'll work. my apologies.
NSFW.
those who are of age and have characters of age can smut with me. that said, furina is probably not gonna be very easy to fuck. trauma and all that. unless we have pre-established stuff. that's always fun. that said, don't follow just to fuck him, please. gore is also welcomed.
SHIPPING.
i love shipping, so lets do it! platonic, romantic, rivals, familial etc.. love ‘em all! planned or entirely natural, either is fine! if you wanna ship with me just ask! i have no preferences, not really, and i can say the same about furina. both she and i are down to clown with just about anyone. it doesn't even have to be healthy! ( to the tune of tmnt ) codependent toxic yuri/yaoi !
PLEASE DON’T RUSH ME.
full time college student with very limited time to do rp nowadays. i really enjoy writing and all but being rushed to reply makes me lose motivation. however, if i do miss a starter/don’t reply to a thread for a while you can tell me about that!
SELECTIVE + MUTUALS ONLY.
despite me saying this, all in all i probably follow almost everyone back as long as they have a rules + abt page i can find! i don’t follow personals but if you’re a hub or your rp blog is a sideblog, lmk so i can follow you there! if you have a rules + abt page and i don’t follow back LET ME KNOW. sometimes tumblr doesn’t give me notifications and i don’t pay attention to follower count for the most part. i’m really not picky and im not trying to be mean or ignore you !
HATE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.
any sort of hate will not be tolerated. if i see you picking on anyone or you pick on me , i will block you. that’s not the way i roll.
NO GODMODDING OR ANYTHING OF THE LIKE.
this is pretty standard , but please don’t control my muse or anything of the sort.
I PRACTICE REBLOG KARMA. KINDA.
i am not a meme archive blog , so if you do rt them please consider sending them!!
I’M FINE WITH ASKS BEING TURNED INTO THREADS!!
just please turn them into separate text posts, please!!
BE FUCKING NORMAL.
y'know. no racism, homophobia, transphobia or pedophilia, incest, and all that gross stuff. instant block. literally just be normal.
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willy’s wonderland sentence starters
❝ what the hell is wrong with you? ❞
❝ i don’t have time for this today, okay? ❞
❝ oh, talk sweet to me all you want. ❞
❝ i’ll be back in the morning. ❞
❝ you’re a bitch. ❞
❝ now ain’t that a dilly of a pickle? ❞
❝ you want god to laugh, you tell him your plans. ❞
❝ i enjoy a man of few words. ❞
❝ you know the story, right? ❞
❝ congratulations. you are officially on staff. ❞
❝ it’s gonna be dark soon. ❞
❝ be sure to take breaks. always good to pace yourself. ❞
❝ good luck. ❞
❝ let’s get the hell outta here. ❞
❝ i can’t stand to hear a grown man scream. ❞
❝ calm down, dude. no need to be a superhero. ❞
❝ have you never worn handcuffs before? ❞
❝ what the hell am i looking in the fridge for? ❞
❝ this isn’t for your entertainment, okay? ❞
❝ if we’re doing this, we’re gonna do this as a mission, not a field trip. ❞
❝ are you with me or not? ❞
❝ i got a wife and kid on the way and i do love the overtime pay. ❞
❝ so what’s the plan the rest of the evening? ❞
❝ i’m gonna eat your eyes out and then feast on your soul. ❞
❝ you’re as hot as a pancake on a grill and just as yummy. ❞
❝ well, that was rude. ❞
❝ are you high? ❞
❝ i’m sorry, but i’m just not okay with letting somebody burn alive in there if we can do something about it. ❞
❝ we supposed to go in there and get killed too? ❞
❝ did you not hear what i just said? ❞
❝ we don’t need any more batman bullshit, all right? ❞
❝ say what you gotta say. speak up. ❞
❝ am i lying? no, i’m not. it’s the truth. ❞
❝ when are you getting it through your thick-ass skull, huh? kissing that ass ain’t gonna get you that ass, playboy. ❞
❝ now how the hell are we supposed to get out of here? ❞
❝ it’s your fault we were on the roof. ❞
❝ i’m trying to help you, you dumbass! ❞
❝ they baited you. you’re here to be a human sacrifice. you’re here to be eaten and killed. ❞
❝ this is where it actually happened… ❞
❝ is it weird that i’m getting really turned on right now? ❞
❝ it’s not my birthday. ❞
❝ have you been listening to a word i’ve been saying? ❞
❝ has that thing always been here? ❞
❝ it’s staring at us. ❞
❝ people made their beds, they gotta lie in ’em. ❞
❝ put your balls on. ❞
❝ i really need you to help me find my friends. please. ❞
❝ you don’t have to be afraid of me. ❞
❝ i guess i don’t expect you to believe me. ❞
❝ i hoped that you were different. ❞
❝ i can answer all your questions. ❞
❝ okay. i get it. i get it. the boys told you to pull a fast one on me. bravo. nice try. ❞
❝ we had a real hobson’s choice on our hands. you know what that is? ❞
❝ well, the good news is, i can fix it. the bad news is, it’s gonna have to sit till i get the part. ❞
❝ i usually pride myself on being able to expect the unexpected, but sometimes, life throws you a zinger. ❞
❝ much as she pisses me off, i couldn’t live with losing that girl. ❞
❝ wanna play, bitch? ❞
❝ drop the lizard. ❞
❝ i’m not giving you a choice. go. ❞
❝ are you ready to be a murderer? ❞
❝ i ain’t no cult member and i ain’t no murderer! ❞
❝ my entire life, it’s like i’ve been a ghost. ❞
❝ you just gonna sit there and watch all of this happen and not do anything about it? ❞
❝ i’m gonna set things right. ❞
❝ no más, por favor. por favor, no más. no más. ❞
❝ we had a good thing, but you just went and fucked it all up. ❞
❝ look at me when i’m talking to you. ❞
❝ all you had to do was die. was that so hard? ❞
❝ always nice to add another toy to the collection. ❞
❝ i was waiting for you. ❞
❝ who are you calling a pussy? ❞
❝ oh my god, it’s actually over! ❞
❝ we gonna celebrate. i’m buying. ❞
❝ oh, fuck me. ❞
#prompt meme#roleplay prompts#rp prompts#sentence starters#sentence starter meme#starter meme#rp meme#rpc meme#roleplay meme
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discord sentence starters.
Cause we know Jesus is the best, yeah! And Satan is the worst, blech!
Please admit you're into men right fucking now. Please. It will save her life.
Whoa there buddy! When I said I was going to be your undoing I didn't mean undoing your belt!
I would turn you into a carpet stain! I would lick the carpet clean! NOTHING tastes better than oomfs who had it coming!
I have a confession to make. I diddled your wife.
Whore? What is wrong with you?
Stop giving birth. PLEASE stop giving birth.
The only pronouns your crummy little ass is gonna have left are was/were.
You think I won't kill you? You think I won't fucking kill you?
[name]! Curse my yolks, are you okay, you little freak of nature?
If that doesn't kill you, the nuclear sex bomb will.
My dreams are usually just my sister chasing me down a hallway.
That's fucked up... why would he do that...
Soon, wifeguy will be all you are.
I gotta pick up dinner for the rest of the crew, so I really can't go to jail again.
I just wanna call my lawyer!
Beaten by teenagers?! It's like I'm twenty - one again!
He promised we'd play catch after. He keeps doing this. We never play catch.
So we've got a wedding to plan and bastards to encase in concrete. Gonna be a busy year, huh?
For the record, she is way too hot to be screwin' you.
Fuck. No. Bella Swan.... Oh my God. Why would you do this. I'm just some guy. Fuck. It's all over. I guess I'll drive off a cliff.
I'm doing it. I'm gonna drive off a cliff and change the trajectory of your life. Over this.
I have received several strongly worded emails.
Has anyone tried emailing? Or... Dee-Eming on social media?
True love's kiss is a potent spell-breaker.
Well. No one had died!
She is small like a baby piranha.
Its underfed frame and ghoulish face have charmed me.
Your attitude is unacceptable. Just because you are a... what is the word...? "Flop"? You needn't take it out on us.
We should've just went to Six Flags.
WAIT! YOU ARE GAY! Congratulations!!
I was really tired of getting beat up by clowns, escaping saw traps, getting dosed with hallucinogens, poisoned by plants, frozen, & wrestling man crocodiles everyday.
Nobody finishes a sentence around here! Coming out of what?! Need me to what?!
Your head is so far up your own ass you can't see the crumpets for the teas.
I'm a Calvinist, you can't threaten me. I was ordained by God to go to Heaven no matter what.
It's Adam and Eve not lock the doors and don't let them leave.
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Casey And The Ink Machine
Chapter 1: Can’t Be Erased
“Raph took a deep breath as his hand was holding the knob.
This isn’t gonna end well.
He opened the door and entered.
“Hey brotha. How ya doin?” Raph asked softly as he peeked in.
Leo was sitting at his desk, his eyes red and puffy as his face leaned onto his fists, hiding his mouth.
Leo’s glance wasn’t at Raph, but at a picture on his desk. Upon noticing Raph, Leo moved the picture face down and regained his composure.
“Oh I’m just… thinking” Leo said as he fixed his collar. He sat up in a professional position as Raph crossed his arms and leaned on the wall.
This is a bad time…
“Why are you here?” Leo asked, trying to keep a poker face. Raph looked at Leo and then looked down as he sighed.
“I need to talk to you bout somethin. You cool with that?” Raph responded. Leo gave a confused look.
Raphs not the type to ask if he can say something.
“Yeah? What is it?” Leo asked. Raph bit his lip.
“I’m leavin the studio” Raph finally said. Leo’s eyes went wide.
“What… why would you…” Leo whispered. Raph looked away.
“I know… I know it’s a bad time” Raph started before being interrupted.
“Bad time?” Leo scoffed as he sat up. “You’re tryin to abandon us? Especially now?”
Raph glared at Leo as he uncrossed his arms. “What do you mean by that?” He asked with contempt.
“We started this place as a family. We made it successful as a family. Now one of our family members is gone and you wanna abandon us?!” Leo spat.
“If family’s so damn important to ya, maybe ya shouldn’t have worked me to the bone to make my own damn toons that YOU profit off of!” Raph yelled.
“Oh please! Everyone, including me, tried to get you to take a break but you’d never listen! Now it’s MY fault it wore ya down?!” Leo yelled back.
“Yeah cause extending my hours without my permission and without extra pay and then gettin mad when I call you out on it is encouraging! I barely see my wife anymore! AND SHE WORKS HERE!” Raph shouted
Leo glared at him. “You’re willing to run away from your own damn family over some hours?!” Leo yelled.
“With family like yous, yeah! I am!” Raph responded as he turned to walk away.
Leo clenched his fists as he thought. “Raphael! If you walk out that door, then your creations are mine, ya hear!” Leo tried to threaten him with.
Raph grabbed some papers out of his pocket and threw em at Leo.
“Take em! I don’t care about those damn toons! I just wanna be with my wife and away from you!” Raph yelled.
He turned and walked out, slamming the door behind him. Leo looked down at the papers Raph threw at him.
It was of Raphs creations.
Donnie The Mechanic.
April The Angel.
Casey
The Demon….
Leo raised back up the picture he was looking at earlier. It was of him, Mikey, Raph and…..
Leo punched the picture without thinking. He dropped the photo and winced as he felt glass cutting into his skin.
That was goddamn stupid.
Leo looked for a mes kit as he held his fist. A drop of blood fell onto one of the drawings.
Leo used a towel on his desk to wrap up the wound as he saw the stain.
It fell directly on Casey the demon, covering the drawings pie cut eye.
“Shit”
He said under his breath as he grabbed the picture. He tried to wipe off the drop, only for it to smudge.
“Dammit”
He said. He ruined Raphs drawing.
But….
It wasn’t Raphs.
Not anymore.
They were his.
His creations.
His masterpiece…..
-
Raph took a deep breath as his hand was on the knob. He held up the note in his hand as he sighed.
“Alright Leo” Raph started as he opened the door.
“Let’s see if we can find what you wanted me to see” he finished as he walked in.
The place looked…. Strange.
For starters, everything was black and white.
Well….
Moreso black and yellow.
But it wasn’t just that. Everything looked… sketchy….
It felt like he walked into an old decayed sketchbook.
The place was dead quiet. All he could hear was the distant sounds of wood creaking and… something… dripping?
He had seen enough.
He turned around, preparing to leave. Only for the door behind him to be gone.
His eyes widened as he took a step back.
Did… did he remember where he went through wrong?
But.. but that can’t be he just went through there-
He took a deep breath.
Just… stay calm. And find another way out.
He told himself.
His heart raced. He felt hot in the face but cold in his limbs. He felt both too light and too heavy as his anxiety went up.
In through your nose. Out through your mouth.
He repeated in his mind as he walked forward.
He was about to yell out for Leo before deciding against it as he saw a room with a projector playing.
Raph crossed his arms as he watched the cartoon playing. His stress eased as he let out a small smile at the cartoon.
It was of Casey on a stage tap dancing to a little tune. It was simple, but cute.
Raph was impressed. The animators Leo got since he’s been gone have a real knack for movement.
But…
Something shifted for a split second. Raph didn’t quite catch it, but for a second he swore the lil dancin demon had….
Strangely realistically drawn eyes…
And a sinister grin.
Raph decided to turn around and leave, not seeing the toon on the walls eyes follow him.
Raph went down a hallway. He saw black goo dripping from pipes around the area. Raph avoided the ooze as much as he could, unsure of what it was.
He stopped as he saw something from the corner of his eye in the room next to him. He turned to see “The Creator Lied To Us” written on the wall with black goo.
He decided to not look into it and continue on his way. He saw a sign pointing to several rooms, but one caught his attention.
“The Ink Machine”
What is that?
Raph decided to follow the sign to this…. Ink Machine.
He turned a corner and gasped as he thought he saw someone. Only to realize it’s a simple cardboard cutout of Casey The Demon.
Raph groaned as he pinched his nose.
Seriously?
He knocked over the cutout as he continued on his way. He turned another corner as he saw the entrance to “the ink machine”
He went inside, not noticing until it was too late that black sludge was pooling on the floor, stepping in it.
Goddamit
He looked up and saw that he was on a ledge. Below was nothing but black goo that was so high it was spreading onto the floor he was currently on.
He turned to his right and saw a lever. Without thinking, he pulled it.
Raph quickly covered his ears as the room became deafeningly loud with the sounds of gear’s turning and chains clanking.
Out of the black ocean, several chains raised up a giant machine. The sludge slid off the hunk of metal as Raph saw a giant tube attached to it pouring out more black sludge.
There’s gotta be a way to turn this… ink machine off.
Raph thought as he looked around. He then saw to his left a wheel on a giant pipe. Next to it was a sign saying “ink pump”.
Raph went to turn the wheel, but the wheel was stuck. Try as he might, it wouldn’t budge.
“DOW!” He yelped as his hands slipped. He winced as his hands burned from the friction.
He looked down and saw a toolbox. He kneeled down and opened it, hoping to find a wrench for the job.
Unfortunately, the slot that seemed to be for a wrench was empty.
The hell did it go?
Raph got up and walked out of the room. He looked around the area, hoping to find the missing wrench.
He stopped for a second as he SWORE he saw a shadow behind his own from the corner of his eye.
He fixed his collar as he tried to calm down.
Dammit this place is too quiet
He thought as he continued. He turned another corner as he noticed something in a room near him.
He went in to see what it was, only to freeze in horror as he realized what it was.
In the middle of the room, was a corpse on an examination table.
Except it wasn’t a human corpse.
As raph stared, he recognized the tall body as…
Donnie The Mechanic?
But…
His- it’s body was torn and stitched up and leaking black ink.
Leo what the fuck were you doing?
He then saw the writing on the right wall.
“The heart of the damned in now ours, Angel of Above and Demon so Below”
Raph looked at the body again. He noticed it’s chest was ripped open, a wrench sticking out of the cavity.
Raph but his lip as he tried to relax, his eyes wide.
It’s a prop it’s a prop it has to be a prop
His body felt like jello as he slowly walked to the corpse.
I’m gonna kill Leo for this.
Raph looked at the things Xed out eyes as he grabbed the wrench. His stomach dropped as pulled.
His body was tense as he felt he couldn’t put all his strength into yanking the thing out.
He put a foot on the exam table as he pulled as hard as he could, falling on his back as the wrench gave.
“Oww” he groaned as he got up. He looked at the body and then at the ink covered wrench.
Just focus on getting out.
He turned to walk out. As he was at the room’s entrance, he couldn’t help but turn to look at the “prop” one more time.
Only for the exam table to be empty.
Raphs heartbeat was felt in his entire body as he quickly walked out.
He stopped for a minute once he felt far away enough. He leaned on a wal as his body felt shaky.
It’s fine it’s fine it’s fine
Just focus on getting out
In through your nose, out through your mouth
It’ll be fine
Just. Get. Out.
Raph took one big deep breath as he stood upright. He slowly regained his composure as he continued on his way.
He finally got back to the ink machine room when he saw that the entrance was boarded up.
When did….
Just focus on getting out
Despite his body yelling at him not to, he went up to the boarded up entrance.
He looked at the wrench he was holding. Maybe if he used enough force, he could break the planks of wood with i-
Raph barely processed the eye popping up through the holes between the planks as he heard wood shatter and felt something yank him up and inti a wall behind him.
He dropped the wrench as his hands grasped around the arm choking him. He tried to gasp for air as he could feel his neck bruise and crack from the pressure.
He looked down to see, through blurry vision, the thing choking him. He wasn’t sure what he was looking at.
But it wasn’t human.
It was a black and yellow beast. Somehow having sketch marks, half of its face was dripping with black ink, it’s raggedy hair and sharp horns blending into the black.
The other half of its face seemed yo have a skull painted on it, with a demented black eye with a red slit staring at him and an unnatural fanged grin enjoying his pain.
The arm choking raph was skeletal but with long, sharp claws. The other was inhumanly gigantic with two holes through the hand.
Raph could hear a low growl from the thing as it moved slightly and… strangely.
It’s movements were quick but rickety. Small but noticeable. As if every movement was a single frame put together to create something uncanny.
Raphs consciousness was starting to slip as he couldn’t breathe.
“Heh heh” the thing let out a small chuckle.
“You’ve been away for far too long” it said in what sounded like two voice’s speaking at once.
One sounded like a normal person with a Brooklyn accent, the other was the growling, distorted, deep voice of a beast.
Raph desperately tried to think of a way out as the things grip tightened. He kicked the thing in the face as hard as he could.
Only to scream as the monsters fingers slipped down to grab his jacket and he felt two rows of something sharp burrow into his foot.
He looked and saw the creatures head had split open vertically, revealing two rows of fangs on each side that were digging into Raphs ankle.
Raph quickly took the opportunity to unbutton his jacket and slip out of the monsters grasp.
As quickly as he could, he grabbed the wrench he dropped and slammed it across the things face before it could grab him again.
He ran off as the tall beast was distracted, adrenaline allowing him to ignore his wrecked ankle.
He turned for a sec as he ran and saw the thing was on all fours, chasing him with incredible speed.
Raph turned a corner and caught himself before hitting the wall and continued running.
The creature ended up sliding too far and slammed into the wall, slowing itself down and giving raph time to find a door.
He quickly went through the door, slammed it closed and lower the metal bar attached to it to lock it.
He could hear and feel the monster slam into the door with a gooey thud, unable to break through the metal.
He slumped down as he heard it bang on the door and growl. He took a sharp, shaky, deep breath as his ankle was in horrible pain.
He looked down at the wound. On both sides of his shoe he saw deep rows of gash marks that he thinks may have hit bone. The wounds were leaking blood and…
Ink?
He wiggled off his shoe as he saw the area was swollen real bad. He wiped away tears as he looked around for a med kit.
He saw one on the table in the middle of the room. He held the wall next to him as he got up, careful not to stand on his wounded foot.
He heard the floor creak as he hopped to the desk. He managed to get to it and lean on the desk, about to grab the med kit when-
“AHHH!” He yelled as the floor gave way, causing him to fall into the abyss below.
Raph could barely process the fall before slamming into the floor below. His body was writhed with pain as he struggled to breathe.
His vision was blurry as he tried to get up, only being able to get to his knees. He couldn’t tell where he was as he covered his mouth to let out a harsh cough.
He looked down at his hand as he was wheezing from pain. His hand was soaked with blood.
He looked down and saw a broken plank of wood sticking out of the side of his chest as he smelled and tasted nothing but blood.
He looked up as his vision blurred and his consciousness slipped away. Only able to let out one word before falling over.
“Fuck”
He fell on the floor, unable to do anything but lie down and bleed out.
He saw someone or….. something stand over him. His vision was far too blurry to make it out.
He felt his shoulders being grabbed and his body being dragged away.
He passed out before he could find out who possible savior, or possible killer, could be….”
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BEETHOVEN (1992) SENTENCE STARTERS
TW: Potential mention of animal abuse / animal experimentation, euthanasia, risk of animal death / animal death mention, mildly unsanitary (drool mention)
“7:00 AM, up and at ‘em!”
“All you gotta do is step over it.”
“And where were you while all this was happening?”
“Ask your father.”
“Be careful with that thing.”
“Close the door.”
“Come on, fight me.”
“Come on, there’s no point in any of us going into this with a bad attitude.”
“Could I have a refill, please?”
“Damn little beast, god-!”
“Did you think you were gonna get away with it!?”
“Do you have any kids?”
“Dogs obey so much better than children, don’t they?”
“Dogs sniff. They lick, they chew, they drool, they scratch. [Name], they have parasites.”
“Don’t come back!”
“Don’t come in after me.”
“Don’t say ‘sucks’.”
“Get off him!”
“Get out of my way!”
“Go tell the kids.”
“He looks good and mean.”
“He loves me the most.”
“He might take a bite out of you, though.”
“Here’s the paperwork.”
“He’ll tell us what he wants to be called.”
“He’s always hated [name].”
“He’s destroyed my life.”
“He’s got one of those. I looked.”
“He’s sleeping in my room.”
“Honey, you sure you wanna ‘signee-wignee’ right now?”
“I called the police!”
“I don’t have to answer your questions.”
“I don’t know how to tell you this…”
“I don’t know where - it’s a big thing, a warehouse-!”
“I don’t want anything to happen to [name].”
“I don’t want them to come home to some stranger.”
“I have newsflash for you. It’s Saturday!”
“I know you’re doing the right thing.”
“I know, I know. I don’t like them, either.”
“I pitched in college.”
“I really don’t like our [thing].”
“I said I’d give you one wish for your birthday.”
“I tell you, it’s really nice of you to come all the way down here.”
“I think he likes us.”
“I told you he was lying!”
“I was hoping we could sing a little tune together.”
“I'm gonna get that thing right there, okay?”
“If [name] had stayed where I put her, none of this would’ve happened.”
“If I change my shirt, I gotta change my tie.”
“If I don’t get this deal, I’ll kill myself!”
“If I had been home instead of helping you impress those morons-”
“If you don’t want your capital, we could find another investment somewhere else.”
“It’ll grow to be enormous.”
“It’s just a dog. Millions of people have dogs.”
“I’m afraid I’ll be forced to press charges.”
“I’ve committed a lot of misdemeanours, but I do believe that was my very first felony.”
“I’ve stepped in the beam.”
“Let’s just call the dog Rover.”
“Let’s take him home.”
“Maybe we can get together later this week.”
“My dream’s going down the drain, and you’re worried about a [thing].”
“Oh my gosh, [name]’s in the pool!”
“Oh, isn’t that the sweetest?”
“Oh, right. Like you can really read his mind.”
“Police believe an animal kidnapping ring is at work.”
“Some people like to keep them.”
“Sometimes we don’t get what we want. That’s not the way the world works.”
“Sorry for the delay.”
“Stop the van!”
“That’s my very first felony.”
“The bathroom’s mine!”
“The law is very clear when it comes to dealing with this kind of thing.”
“This is ridiculous. It’s a dog. He doesn’t have preferences.”
“This is temporary.”
“We don’t want you to get into trouble.”
“We have a real problem here.”
“We made you breakfast.”
“We wanna walk you home.”
“We’ll do the test on him first thing.”
“We’ll get a great babysitter.”
“We’ll have to go get another puppy.”
“What does this dog want his name to be?”
“What these children need is their mother.”
“What, they’re not going to help us?”
“What’s the racket back- hey!”
“Where were you!?”
“Why do we gotta be so quiet?”
“Why don’t you just change your pants?”
“Why’d he do that?”
“Yes! He knows my name!”
“You asked for my input.”
“You can’t come in here, this is private property.”
“You can’t show a child a puppy and then take it away two minutes later.”
“You could call him Ding-Dong Head, he wouldn’t know the difference.”
“You hungry?”
“You must’ve been so scared.”
“You saved my life.”
“You’d better think of something to name him, ‘cause when I come home and he destroys my house, I wanna know what to call him.”
“You’re crazy if you’re gonna walk up just like this.”
“You’ve ruined my life.”
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This is a muse specific starter call for TESLA SPENCER, an FBI OC.
Carrd.
#✶ — › bite my tongue bide my time — ⌜ ch: tesla⌟#✶ — › i don’t wanna let ‘em down — ⌜ starter call⌟
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In honor of the glorious pride month (Coming up soon), please enjoy these Miraculous Pride Headcanons!
Inspired by this post by @transvoltronhc
You a TERF? Fuck off, beeyatch!
Marinette- The Pan Trans Queen we all Need 🏳️⚧️
She/Her- Pansexual/Polyamorous
Every time Marinette inhales, a terf gets punched
Every time Marinette exhales, a trans kid gets a flag
She and Nathaniel supply the face paint
She’s very vocal at pride and gets super violent with protesters
Marinette: *Punching protester while her friends cheer* I don’t wanna see your disgusting face here ever again, you filthy pig! Same goes for the rest of you!
Terfs go to protest, walk away covered in bruises and with a tiny crush on the bluenette
Got into a muscle-flexing contest and won first
Dyed her hair the colors of the pan flag and walks around with a brightly colored, bedazzled trans flag cape
Supplies juice boxes and cookies for the pride kids
She and Marc pass out colorful binders, flower crowns, and starter makeup kits
Drag Queens and Kings LOVE her and are always giving her hugs whenever she walks by / She’s even been commissioned by them to make outfits for their next shows. The audience loved them
Alya- The Badass Pansexual Pirate 🏴☠️
She/Her but is not opposed to They/Them
Actually has dressed like a pirate with a sword the colors of her flag. Anarka was so proud
Will punch TERFs with their Pan bestie any day
Ships random people
Leaves many girls swooning as she walks by in her thigh high leather boots
Alya: Sorry ladies, I’m spoken for. *Kisses Nino*
No one dares to flirt with her because she’s out of everyone’s league
One protester made a transphobic comment about Nino, and Alya immediately hit em with a frying Pan
The chaotic aunt of pride
Death drops are flawless!
Hands out phone cases they painted the colors of different pride flags
Born This Way is her anthem
Has many pride-themed superhero tank-tops ‘Super Gay 4 Super Girl’ ‘I’m Bi Man’ ‘Deadpool was at Stonewall’
Nino- The Insanely Cool Bi Trans Guy 😎🏳️⚧️
He/Him
Marinette made him a bedazzled cape so they could match
Mari and Kim’s brother in Transness
Dresses in hoodies no matter how hot it is
One of the mom friends. / Everyone wants to be adopted by him. / He once put everyone on baby leashes so they wouldn’t wander off
Everyone refers to him as “Trans DJ Jesus” because he wore sandals with a long curly wig one time. (To this day, no one knows why he did it)
Takes a five-minute break to Vogue with the drag queens
Supplies the music while skateboarding. He blasts every gay national anthem known to humankind
Alya, Adrien, Marinette, and Kim are very protective of him. Once, a TERF pushed him to the ground. Alya, Marinette, and Kim beat up the TERF while Adrien treated his friend to some ice cream
Adrien- Shit! We lost the baby! 🏳️🌈😱
He/Him & She/Her- Bigender/Bisexual/Polyamorous
Can’t stop, won’t stop wandering off because he’s never been to a Pride parade before
He was surprised at how accepting his father was. Although, it probably had something to do with Nathalie and Gorilla threatening to expose him as Hawkmoth if he didn’t let Adrien go
The class goes ballistic whenever she goes missing and will interrogate anyone
Myléne: *Interrogating a drag queen* Are you hiding him in your wig?! / Marinette: Get her out! She’s so frail! Her dad doesn’t feed her! / Nino: Found him! He was getting ice cream. / Myléne: ... You are free to go.
Nino has to put him on a baby leash every time
Drinks the most juice boxes and eats the most ice cream
Can’t tell when he’s being flirted with / Rando: Hey, cutie. / Adrien: ... My name is Adrien.
Bigender legwarmers, bracelets, and headbands
Dresses in pastels every year, and people just wanna hug him / He's happy to oblige and will hug anyone / Vows to hug the hate out of protesters
Every time Adrien smiles or laughs, a transgender child is accepted by friends and family and then gets a flower crown
Keeps getting asked if she and Marinette are dating. / Adrien: No, we’re just shopping buddies. (Secretly wishes for more)
A girl once asked if he was Cinderella when he wore a blue headband, and he immediately said yes. Now every week for Pride month, she dresses as a different Disney Princess
Nearly fainted when Marinette and Luka entered a flexing contest and Luka’s sleeves tore
Kim- Mari and Nino’s Bi brother in Trans Pride🏳️⚧️
He/Him & They/Them- Gender nonconforming
Kim: I’m a guy, I like blouses and heels, deal with it, people!
Kim/Mari/Nino: Bedazzled Cape Squad!
Muscle shirts and converse sneakers / Has a tank top that reads, ‘I flexed so hard the sleeves came off’
Got into a muscle-flexing contest against Luka and Marinette and got third place (No one beats Marinette)
Also can’t tell when they’re being flirted with
Alix and Max convinced him to dress in drag, and he went all out. Now he has the respect of many drag queens. And every pride parade, he wears heels and a huge wig
Gives everyone (Mainly Max) piggyback rides
Asked Max to be his boyfriend at one pride parade, and people thought it was so cute! They named that day, ‘Kimax Day’
Max- Not a Robot, I’m Agender 🤖
They/Them
Has many pride tank-tops and pins with puns / ‘Error 404 Gender Not Found’ ‘I Don’t Speak Binary Code’ ‘2/3 of the Invisible Trio’
Has Marinette paint their cheeks the colors of the agender and asexual flags
Has one of those digital backpacks with pixelated images on the front
Downloads Pride songs for Markov to blasts from their speakers
When they and Alix convinced Kim to dress in drag, Max may or may not have drooled a bit
Progress Pride Flag cape, socks, and nails
When protestors attack, Max goes all LGBT scientist on their butts, explaining the difference between gender and sex, what hormone blockers actually do, and how not every gay person has AIDS
Once beat up a sleazy protester for... Feeling Kim down there / Max: *Hitting protester with a baseball bat* If you ever do that again, I will fit Markov with a laser and have them slice your rotten dick off!
Marinette and Nathaniel helped them make pride bracelets with the sexualities and gender identities written in binary code. The pride nerds LOVED them
Nathaniel: Our Beautiful BiRomantic Son 🎨
He/Him
He and Marinette paint everyone’s faces before every pride parade
Painted an asexual heart on his Bi flag and wore it as a cape
Cuffed jeans, boots, tucked-in shirt, beanie, pride buttons / Paints pride flags on his denim jacket and shorts
Marc does his makeup, and he looks fabulous
His grandma teaches him how to fight in case of violent Christian protesters / Grandma: Sweetie, you’re Jewish and Bisexual, the world is gonna tear you apart. Learn how to give a mean left hook.
Once took over a face painting booth, now he does it every Pride Month
Enters the 'Crush a watermelon between your thighs' contest every time and always wins first
Saw couples cosplaying as Mightillustrator and Inverser, and cried tears of joy
He and Marc cosplay as couples at every pride parade. The fan favorites are Keith and Lance, Tweek and Craig, and Michael and Rich
CANNOT have too much sugar or he goes crazy and wakes up with no memories of what he did
The next day after an intense sugar high, people were saluting as he walked by and calling him ‘General of the Bisexual Battalion’ / He’s not complaining or questioning it / He has an army now and will one day take over all of Europe. Then the world.
Marc: The Rainbow Flag has Taken a Human Form🏳️🌈
Nonbinary- He/Him & They/Them
A True Pride Legend
Born on June 1st at a pride parade.
A singer helped deliver him, his cord was cut by a sword Lesbian, he was swaddled in a drag queen’s glitter cape, and their name was thought of by a drag king
This moment was so beautiful that many protesters cried and decided to join the parade
Everyone will literally stop what they’re doing just to get a picture with them / Everyone loves Marc!
Got into a splits contest and won
Makes flower crowns and knits rainbow flag scarves to pass out to everyone
Certified Mom Friend
Does everyone's makeup
Loses his shit when his shorter friends get lost in crowds
Hugs pride kids who were forced to sneak out or were kicked out of their homes then buys them ice cream / He and Nathaniel have adopted over fifty Pride kids who were kicked out of their homes
Joins Adrien in dressing like a Disney Princess. He SLAYED as Snow White
It may not seem like it, but Marc can throw a punch and fight with one hand right behind their back
Beat up a transphobic asshole for trying to “correct” a trans boy by forcing himself onto him. / They never did find the man’s body. In fact, all of his personal information was gone. Almost like he had never even existed... / Marc looks cute, but he can be terrifying when he needs to be
Alix: Two Out of 3 💚💜🖤🤍
She/Her & They/Them
Leaves many girls swooning as they skate by
Devious little shit
She doesn’t beat up protesters like her classmates. She pranks them until they cry / One year, they all ended up covered in rainbow glitter and pink feathers / Adrien and Rose help them make glitter bombs to throw at protesters, then they run away giggling
Wears sarcastic Pride shirts and black shorts with her roller skates
She and Jalil come out to their father every June
Alix: Father. I am AroAce! / Jalil: Also, I am gay! / Alim: Kids, I know. You’ve been doing this every year. / Jalil: Well... Thank you for being an ally!
This is the only time she’ll wear makeup / She wears it like war paint. Only it’s rainbow
Drinks the most juice out of everyone
Ships people with Alya. SHIPPING BUDS!
Myléne: Smol Asexual Bean ♠️
She/Her
Goes all out for Pride Month / Rolls around in glitter with Rose and Sabrina before every parade
Dyes her hair all rainbow / Wears a ‘Shakespeare was Here’ shirt with her asexual flag skirt
Has also beaten up homophobes and transphobes
Is the most vocal when it comes to putting those assholes in their place. Ivan has to hold her back sometimes
After an acephobe after they made certain comments (You ace folk know what I’m talkin ‘bout) She roundhouse kicked them / Every protester knows not to mess with the bohemian girl
Will blast The PROM soundtrack at max volume from her phone
Cosplays as musical characters. Veronica Sawyer was a fan favorite
Part of the “Where the Hell is Adrien?” Squad
Ivan: My Girlfriend is Stronger than Me, and it’s So Hot 💪😍
Prefers He/Him but is cool with other pronouns - Questioning his gender so isn’t using any labels right now
The responsible auncle
Mari and Alya’s partner in Pansexuality/ He can’t help if everyone is attractive, he just can’t!
Looks like he can kill you, but is actually a cinnamon role. Myléne on the other hand...
Has let Marc do their makeup and nails, and looks gorgeous!
Did drag. Slayed. Rocks those three-inch heels.
Tank tops and shorts club
Like Marinette, no one dares to flirt with him. Not because he’s out of their league, but because they’re scared of his girlfriend
Dyes his blonde tuft pastel pink every year
More pacifistic than her friends are when it comes to protesters, but if the right buttons are pressed, hell shall be raised
They join Alya and Alix in shipping random people
Rose: The Lovely Lipstick Lesbian💄
She/Her- Breaking lesbian stereotypes est. 2004
The kind aunt who supports all of her niblings
Has been going to pride with her dads since she was born/ One of her dads is a retired drag queen
Wears her rainbow fairy wings every year
Has a lesbian flag with dozens of girls' phone numbers written on it. / Doesn’t wear it anymore now that she has Juleka
Throws fistfuls of glitter at protesters and yells at them, “LIGHTEN UP!”
Sprinkles glitter on pride kids and tells them to sparkle
Marinette helps her make rainbow unicorn plushies to hand out to children every year
Dresses as Disney Princesses with Adrien and Marc. Princess Squad!
Bakes cookies to pass around
Drag Kings and Queens love this girl! She’s cute, loud, and carries glitter everywhere
Butch lesbians learn not to flirt with her after their encounter with Juleka
To piss of protesters, she dipped Juleka and kissed her for ten whole seconds / Rose: I bet your husbands don’t love you like that. / Drag Queens: BUUUUUURN!
Juleka: The Gay Witch 🖤🏳️🌈
She/Her & They/Them - Total lesbian
Was there when Marc was born, and will never forget that day. (She has an impressive memory, even as a baby)
They swore they saw a rainbow when he was born
Dresses as a witch and wears red eye contacts to every pride event so she freaks out protesters
Has actually cursed them / They just bought the spellbook off of Amazon
Carries around a rainbow parasol
Carries Rose under every threshold she comes across
Is a lot louder at pride events than on regular days
She actually sang Girls Like Girls up on stage, and everyone went wild
Sometimes wears suits
When they saw Rose being flirted with by some butch lesbians, they went ballistic / Now the butch lesbians are terrified of her forever
She and Luka help out with painting her friends’ nails and dying their hair
Dyes her hair rainbow every pride month
Luka: The Responsible Hot & Chaotic Auncle 💖💚💙
Agender- They/Them, He/Him, She/Her - Polysexual/Polyamorous
“For me, gender is like silence... I’m just not into it.”
Doesn’t really care what pronouns people use for him
Wears dresses to every pride parade. Anarka and Juleka have never been so proud
Is always doing drag cosplay. Marc and Nathaniel have never been so proud / They had people gawking when they did Jessica Rabbit cosplay
Purposely bends over in front of people, while wearing leggings, skirts, skinny jeans, or short shorts. Marinette, Kagami, and Adrien got nosebleeds
Marinette/Kagami/Adrien: Luka's ass in those shorts is a Godsend.
Dyes her hair rainbow every pride parade
The minute June starts, they’ll get up in the morning, grab their Polysexual flag, and just run around the city
Has been coming up with Pride songs to sing at protesters. Many of the songs insult them. / Luka: Okay! This one goes out to the trash behind barriers, it’s called, “Please shut the fuck up, you homophobic dildos!”
Got into a flexing contest and won second, but at the cost of their sequined sleeves
Asked Adrien, Marinette, and Kagami to be his significant others at a pride event. They all said yes
Has carried Adrien and Marinette on her biceps, and Kagami on her shoulders
Adrien: ... I marrying them first. / Marinette: Get in the back of the line, blonde wonder! / Kagami: Both of you move to the back.
Kagami: While You Were Busy Being Hetero, I Studied the Blade 🗡
She/Her - PanRomantic/Polyamorous
Surprisingly, her mother was very supportive. She even bought Kagami a rainbow sword / Turns out, Tamoe had a few flings herself. 😉
Kagami came out to the whole fencing team by wearing a pansexual-flag print fencing mask. Adrien squealed all through practice
She didn’t quite understand what polyamory meant and was confused as to why she had crushes on Adrien, Marinette, and Luka at the same time
After a bit of explaining and reassuring her that it was totally normal and not being disloyal to a partner, Kagami came to terms with being polyamorous
Tamoe allowed Kagami to go to her first Pride Parade. On the condition that she take her sword to ward off protesters
She was so overwhelmed and wasn’t entirely sure what to do until she found Marinette, Luka, and Adrien in the crowd with their friends
The four of them hung out together and got closer
Believes Adrien in pastels is one of the purest things on Earth
When Marinette and Luka entered the flexing contest, Kagami had to keep Adrien and herself from fainting
When Luka asked her, Marinette, and Adrien to be his significant others she tried to resist the urge to jump and squeal, but couldn’t hold it in
Likes it when Marinette wraps her trans flag around her. It’s so warm
Chased off a protester and TERF with her sword. They said some shit about Marinette being ‘fake’, Luka being ‘greedy’, and Adrien being a ‘pansy’, and she just snapped / While screaming in rapid Japanese, she chased about fifty protesters away. Her SOs were so proud.
Sabrina: The Ginger Gent 👑🏳️🌈
She/Her, He/Him in Drag- PanRomantic
Rolls around in glitter, as is a Drag tradition
Dresses in drag. / The Ginger Gent is her drag king name and she’s got like a glam rocker theme going on
Sequined leather jacket, coiffed toupee, glitter makeup
Started doing drag when she was twelve. Her dad supported her wholeheartedly and even entered her in junior drag contests. She took first place three times
Sometimes puts on private drag shows for Chloé. (Nothing weird!)
Marinette helps makes most of her costumes
Luka’s partner in Drag / Together, they kick ass and still look glamorous
A makeup expert (Next to Marc)
Roger taught her self defense / If you're going to Pride, learn to fight
Has taken down thirty protesters, his hair still looks awesome, and there's not a sequin out of place.
Chloé: The Badass Polysexual Demigirl 💖💚💙
She/Her and They/Them
Not really that attracted to guys
Best dressed. / Marc/Luka/Sabrina: She wishes!
Only allows Marc to do their makeup, no one else!
She has her own float in the parade / She passes out rainbow boas
Taking names and kicking butt
Has actually choked a protester with their flag and they don't do a thing about it since they're the mayor's child
Chloe: It pays to have political power. / Marinette: In this situation.
Doesn't tell people, but they came to Marinette, Nino, and Kim about gender stuff when they were questioning their identity
The day was spent teaching Chloe about the trans spectrum until she found the gender that felt right to her
Whenever Chloe gets excited, she makes out with the first girl she comes across. / Many young female protesters started questioning things when the blonde's lips grazed against theirs'
#miraculous ladybug#lgbt headcanons#everyone is gay#happy pride 🌈#love is love#nathaniel x marc#rose x juleka#marinette x adrien x luka x kagami#kim x max#trans Kim#trans Nino#trans Marinette#brotp#lukadrinette#lukadrigaminette#lgbt pride#lgbtq#lesbian#gay#bisexual#transgender#pansexual#asexual#nonbinary#Aromantic#akuma class#polyamory
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“Okay sweetcheeks, what do you propose we do?” with Yondu maybe?
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“Okay sweetcheeks, what do you propose we do?” Yondu said to you in a biting tone. You had just finished stating the obvious that there were too many of the little blue rodents swarming to kill them all as Yondu called back his arrow. Unfortunately, at the same time, you had no solution.
The two of you were currently stood on a flat rock the size of a small table about a foot or two off the ground as the little blue rodents swarmed in a mini stampede throughout the cave the two of you had entered to escape the sudden storm outside. You must have disturbed them with your presence.
This was supposed to be an easy job. Come to Berhert, grab some weird moss for some client, and get out. Now you were surrounded by little creepy blue rodents. You knew you should have gone with Peter to Xandar on that supply run, but nOoO, you just had to go see the forest.
After a couple moments of no answer from you, Yondu crouched down looked back at the rodents. He hadn't recognized them at first, mistaking them for a different type of rodent with a venomous bite, and that's why he had ushered the two of you up onto the rock. However now, upon a chance to reflect, he realized that these rodents weren't their venomous cousins, and declared the two of you would probably be ok to walk about them. Maybe make a fire and cook a few later if the rain didn't let up outside.
"Um, I-I think we're good," you say, "We can just stay up here. The rain should let up soon, and-and they'll probably go back to wherever they're spawning from soon enough if we leave them alone."
Yondu stood and rolled his eyes before chuckling. "Don't tell me you're scared of those little critters now," he teased.
"I'm not!" you refute, slightly pouting.
"Well if ya ain't scared then why ya wanna stay cramped up here then for?"
"It's not that cramped," you say. It wasn't totally a lie. There was maybe enough room to fit two adults to sit, but not much more. You decided to sass him a bit for implying you were scared. "Besides, it's not like you smell that bad," you say with a slight smirk.
Yondu half-frowned at the insult and reached over to jab you in the ribs, earning a strangled giggle from you as you jumped.
He raised an eyebrow and poked you a few more times with an amused smirk, enjoying your reaction.
"Cut that out! It tickles!" you scold, his last poke making you need to reach out and grab him to catch your balance before you stumbled off the rock.
"Watch out, ya don't wanna fall into all those little critters now." he teased, poking you some more. If nothing else, this could provide him with some entertainment for a bit.
"Then quit poking me!" you scold again, jumping and jerking each time his finger connected with your ribs or stomach. He was right, you really didn't want to fall into them. The thought of having them crawl all over you made you shudder.
Yondu's mouth twitched up in a mischievous grin and he shrugged, complying with your request only to switch to properly tickling you, his fingers now spidering over your sides.
You spasmed and nearly fell off the rock again, squealing for him to knock it off before you fell. Of course, he didn't listen, having too much fun as he tormented you and teasingly kept saying, "Watch out, yer gonna fall!"
"Yondu! No! Quit it! This isn't fair!" you cried out through giggles. "You're gonna make me fall! No!" You just manage to right yourself again and realize that you need to lower your center of gravity. Grabbing his wrists you manage to give just enough of a shove to put him slightly off balance and then you immediately drop to a sitting position, curling your legs up to your chest and wrapping your arms around your knees to prevent any chance that your feet might dangle off the edge and risk one of the rodents jumping up on your leg.
Yondu laughed and knelt down. "You really think that's gonna save ya?" he taunted, reaching out to briefly wiggle his fingers in your armpit.
You let out a short shriek and immediately unfolded as your legs kicked out, making Yondu laugh and slap his knee at your reaction.
You were now turned slightly to face him the best you could and you held your arms out in defense. "Don't!" you whined mixed with residual giggles. "Don't make me fall!"
"What ya scared of those little rodent critters for?" Yondu laughed. "They ain't gonna hurt ya!"
You could feel your cheeks burning. "I'm not scared!"
Yondu smirked and started poking you again. "Sure ya ain't."
You started to jerk and squirm away from his assault, squeaking, "I'm not! Cut it out!"
"Admit it. Yer scared of them," he replied, now properly tickling your ribs again.
You threw your head back and cackled wildly, kicking out as you tried to lean back without falling backward. "No! No please!" you cried out in laughter, "Yondu! This isn't funny!"
Yondu just laughed at you. "I think it's plenty funny." He then moved his hands up to tickle under your arms and laughed along with you as you had to grab onto his arm to stop yourself from falling backwards. "Go on now, admit yer scared and I might consider not lettin' ya fall into that big swarm of them underneath ya."
"YONDU!" you screech, "Please! This isn't fair!" You wanted to let go of his arm so you could grab his hands, but if you let go you'd fall because you couldn't help but lean away from the ticklish feeling and then those creepy little things would surely crawl all over you. Your choices were hold on and be tickled, or let go and fall into a sea of rodents. Clearly, not much of a choice.
Yondu laughed at you, knowing he was being absolutely unfair, but it was just too funny watching you struggle as you tried to lean away from the tickling, but yet had to grip onto his duster jacket to keep yourself from falling because you had leant too far away to keep yourself upright. That, and he could tell you your grip was loosening.
You had realized this too, and started begging more urgently for him to quit tickling you. "No! No! Stop it! Please! I'm gonna fall!" you cried out, your laughter now panicked and squeaky. "Please! Please! I can't! You're making me fall!" You then squealed louder and kicked at the rock in desperation when he dug a little more into your armpits. It tickled so much it was practically unbearable. "Please! Don't! I can't!" Your words came out high and squeaky and your grip was loosening more. You couldn't hold on much longer. It was time to give in. "Ok! Ok! You win! Please! Just don't let me f-"
You hands finally slipped off his duster.
You fell.
It wasn't far. Again, you were only a little bit off the ground, but that didn't change the shriek that ripped from your throat as you felt yourself fall onto your upper back.
You jumped up immediately and swatted at yourself as you cried out for a good couple moments before you realized you weren't covered in tiny blue rodents.
Yondu could be heard absolutely laughing his ass off.
You glanced around in confusion. "They're... gone...?"
Yondu nodded through his laughter. After a moment he was able to manage speech. "They all cleared out a bit ago, but you should have seen your face! That was too good!" He continued laughing at you.
You frowned at him. "If you knew they were gone why did you keep torturing me! You made me think I was about to fall into hundreds of those creepy little things!"
Yondu finally stood, still chuckling. "So ya finally admit you were scared of 'em, then?" he teased, "And 'cause yer easy to pick on. Had to find something to pass the time." He shrugged and stepped off the rock, nodding towards the cave entrance. "Looks like the rain's let up too. Let's get a move on." He then started walking away like nothing happened.
You frowned and followed. "You're impossible," you grumble at him.
Yondu just turned to shrug at you with a smirk. "Would have been over quicker if ya'd just admitted ya was scared of them. Not my fault ya make it so easy to tease ya."
"I'll get you back for that," you threatened.
Yondu just chuckled and rolled his eyes, delivering one final poke to your stomach, the resulting giggle making your threat much less threatening. "Uh huh. Sure ya will, scaredy pants."
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You Can Be the Boss
Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Reader
Pronouns: She/Her
Word Count: 2.2k
Request: N/A but it’s based off of this rambling here
Summary: Women are beautiful, but they sure don’t make ‘em like her.
Warnings: Weed, Alcohol, Mentions of sex.
A/N: I wrote this to cope with the copious amounts of work I had due but I finished it all so now we celebrate!
Hogwarts had many things but one thing it lacked severely was normality. Not that it was a problem, nobody who attended Hogwarts was normal but it didn’t stop a portion of muggle born students from feeling a bit homesick to things their muggle friends did at their own schools. That’s how the talent shows started. At first, the students tried to get it officiated by the school. Dumbledore thought it was a wonderful idea!....if it was professor supervised and when it turned out that Snape was the only professor with enough freetime on his hands, the idea of having it being school ran quickly flew out the window. But looking back on it now, many were happy they went with the idea of going behind the professors backs. It wasn’t like they weren’t aware, they just had no proof of it all happening. The atmosphere of the talent shows were different from ordinary talent shows, however.
For starters, anything went. Any talent you had you were encouraged to bring it no matter how big or small it was or if it was “school appropriate”. But the pro to this was also booze and bud, meaning that everyone had a good time no matter what. Although, as it would turn out there were many talented people at Hogwarts. So, for the past few months every Friday everyone would gather in the room of requirement, watching the many ups and downs of performances. Neville started frequenting there as often as he could. It was a win-win, his friends got free entertainment and he had a chance to make some money from selling to chumps with too much cash on their hands. What better way was there to spend the night?
His hazel eyes snapped up at the feeling of his blunt being ripped out of his hand. He went to swear, glaring at whoever was stupid enough to do that but quickly stopped as he saw who it was. He watched with wide eyes as the tip of it went between her pretty (l/c) lips, exhaling smoke. (Y/n) (L/n). She was one of those girls you either knew or you didn’t but more than likely, you knew her. Before 5th year, no one so much as spared her a glance but after a very fortunate late puberty in their current year (7th) she was slowly becoming all anyone could talk about. It was truly amazing what a haircut and a bit of weight in your hips could do for your social life. He eyed her curiously as she looked down at him.
“You comin’ tonight?” she asked, exhaling another puff of smoke into his face. (Y/n) put the joint back in his hand, moving the heavy guitar case into her now free hand.
“Yeah. ‘Spose I am.” He mumbled, eyes trailing down the expanse of her plush thighs. They were on full display due to the skirt she wore that left nothing to the imagination. His eyes locked with her (e/c) ones as she hummed, nodding as she took the blunt back from him walking off. She flashed him a smile once more, winking as she turned the corner going merlin knows where.
“Oi! What does she think she’s doing? You really gonna let her take the blunt from you like that just because she’s fit?” Ron complained, glaring at the boy who was set with the rest of their group. Neville shrugged, turning his eyes back to his book as he turned the page.
“If you’re so bothered by it why don’t you go take it back yourself?” Neville sassed. They all looked at Ron waiting for a response, laughing as he had nothing to say but a small ‘piss off’ under his breath.
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Neville wasn’t one to put too much into his appearance. He’d usually just throw on a sweater vest over one of his uniform shirts and call it a day. However after the conversation he had had with (Y/n) earlier, he couldn’t help but wanna look nice. Was she flirting with him? He sighed as he glanced at his appearance in the mirror for a bit. ‘I doubt it.’ he thought. He shook the negative thoughts out of his head, packing his satchel with a few different strains. Just because some pretty girl was batting her pretty little eyes at him didn’t mean he was going to forget the reason he went to these things in the first place. The only other time Neville made this much money was Gryffindor common room parties and even then, it was only by a little.
But even as he was checking his appearance once again, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts drift. “Why am I wigging out? It’s not like we haven’t talked before.” He said out loud to himself. (Y/n) was a frequent buyer from him and even though he didn’t know her personally, she was one of the few people whose faces he remembered. At first, he was extremely annoyed by her. Who did she think she was showing up at his dorm at 3AM just to buy a bit of fucking jane? Every wednesday at the same time, she’d show up at his door (in a negligee that was far too short might he add) with that dopey look on her face asking to buy. And every single time without a doubt, he’d sell it to her. He had to admit, after a while he even started to enjoy the girl’s appearance. It gave him something to look forward to during his mundane school week.
“Ready to go, Nev? If we leave now, we can use a secret passage my brothers’ showed me.” Ron said, opening the door to Neville’s door. The lanky boy cleared his throat, giving the boy a nod as he wiped his sweaty hands on his pants. Without another word, they both began their way ready for the night to unfold.
As usual, the talent show didn’t disappoint...for all the wrong reasons. Even though the cringe worthy performances were top notch entertainment and he had already made quite a bit of money, he still couldn’t stop from searching the crowd for a certain head of (h/c) hair. Where was she? After the stunt she had pulled earlier, he was sure she would be here. She had some nerve doing that and then not showing up. However, as he turned his gaze back to the stage, he saw the woman of the hour herself. She was in an oversized crochet sweater dress and a pair of combat boots. His eyes looked up in wonder as she took the stage, sitting on a wooden stool that was placed from the last sad excuse of a performance.
“It’s a bloody shame that she’s so fucking hot. Poor thing is going to embarrass herself singing up there.” Ron said, taking a sip from the beer he had in his hand. Neville nodded in agreement, taking a hit from his blunt but not really paying mind to his friend. It was hard to do so when the girl of his dreams was on the stage a mere foot away from him. He was absolutely intoxicated by her (and the few shots he had taken a bit ago) but he had to agree it would suck when she-”
“You taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my”
She sang into the microphone softly. Neville’s jaw dropped in awe at the sound of her voice which was nothing short of angelic. He wasn’t the only one who was stunned considering the whole crowd went silent, a stark contrast from the loud chatter and laughter from before. He watched as she strummed at the guitar in her hands, looking up from the ground into the crowd. Mesmerized wasn’t even the right word to describe the state he was in.
“I love you but I don’t know why…”
His eyes were focused on her lips, taking in every word she said. Harry nudged him, mouthing the words ‘look up’ to him as a small pause had come into the song. Neville looked at him confused before trailing his eyes up, gasping when he saw that hers were locked on his own. She smiled and flashed him a wink before continuing her song, leaning in forward. His own body began to subconsciously drift forward to but at the last second she pulled away and continued to sing.
"Did you see that? She definitely wants me." Seamus boasted confidently. The others looked at him dumbfounded at the fact he could get even more idiotic than ever before.
"Don't be fucking dumb mate! She was clearly looking at me." Ron chimed in, causing another round of even more exasperated looks to be thrown the ginger's way. They truly were dumb and dumber.
"I-I think both of you are wrong. (Y/n) was looking at.." Harry trailed off as the girl stood up, dancing around the stage with her guitar as she continued to sing. Not a single pair of eyes weren't on her at the moment. Could you blame anyone? When a beautiful girl with the voice of a siren is on stage, you'd be a fool not to. However, dumb and dumbers’ argument ceased as she made very clear eye contact with their awkward friend.
“You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss”
“That’s all me boys.” Neville said, a triumphant smirk taking over his place as Dean leaned over to give him a fist bump. As much as (Y/n) had him wrapped around her finger, it appeared she was wrapped around his too. All the angry glares being sent his direction were only fuel to the pride he felt growing in his chest. Such a pretty girl, the same pretty girl who plagued all his wet dreams and shower thoughts, was not only on stage singing in front of him, but directly to him as well. She reached a hand forward, tips of her fingers lightly brushing against his flushed cheeks.
“I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don’t let it stop”
“This is totally unfair. One of the hottest chicks in our year and she’s pining over Longbottom.” Seamus grumbled, grimacing as the liquor went down his throat hard. Dean rolled his eyes, shaking his head.
“Jealous much?” he asked no one in particular, as that could be said about most of the guys they were sitting with.
“Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don’t let it stop”
Neville felt his own lips curl up into a smile at the sight of the one that belonged to the angel in front of him. However the cute moment didn’t last long cause once again, Ron chimed in with something else.
“Neville? Bad? He still sleeps in pajama sets!” he exclaimed quietly, earning a ‘shh!’ from Harry. The boy in question leaned forward, looking at his ginger friend.
“Is this really coming from the boy who needs Mummy’s howler to fall asleep at night?” that shut him right up. Harry snorted, high fiving him for bringing up the embarrassing piece of information.
The girl continued to sing, eyes never leaving Neville’s for a second. Ron and Seamus’s petty comments had ceased as well. Even though they weren’t the one receiving attention, they could still admit the girl had pipes on her. When the song was over she stood up, bowing as the silence of the crowd quickly erupted in cheers and claps from the breathtaking performance. There were a few more people left but no one paid much mind to them. He found himself feeling bad for them. Even if they were good, none of them could top the performance of the night.
As the night began to come to a close, (Y/n) found herself over to Neville again parking herself in his lap which he gladly accepted. She looked up at him, smiling shyly. It was almost comedic due to the words she had so sinfully sung to him only 45 minutes ago. Neville ignored the way his friends gawked at him. He’d deal with that another time.
“Come back to my room and split a spliff?” she asked, looking down as she picked at her fingers. He grabbed her hands, leaning in close to her.
“Only if I can eat your pussy afterwards.” he said confidently. He said it quiet enough to not draw attention but just loud enough that his friends would hear. (Y/n) felt her face grow warm as she nodded, hopping up from his lap as she dragged him off to her room.
Neville 1, blokes 0.
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“Seriously?! Is it really that easy? What does he have that I don’t?” Seamus said, mind running over the times he’d attempted saying things like that. The only place it had gotten him was on the ground after he had his balls kicked!
“It’s gotta be the weed. After all, who wouldn’t wanna sleep with the weed man? Free pot!” Ron exclaimed, trying to rationalize what had just happened.
“Aren’t you the residential booze man of Hogwarts? If that was the case, you’d have an easier time with women too.” Dean said, causing Harry to nod in agreement. Ron simply grumbled, slamming his empty bottle down as he walked off from the cackling group of blokes.
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Movie/Game/Show: The Devil All the Time
Dynamic: Arvin Russell/Reader
Warnings: use of the daddy word but it’s purely platonic, sacrilege, post-canon, proofread but i am illiterate, fem pronouns
Summary: Arvin knows he wants more, but he won’t let himself run for it.
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Arvin slides onto the nearest stool he can find at the counter without looking around too much, peeling off his hat and holding it tight to the shiny surface with both fists. He keeps his head low and waits for a waitress to approach him.
“You want anything or you just getting out of the sun?” a voice teases from behind the counter.
His head lifts and he offers a fracture of a polite smile and nod, “Just a black coffee, ma’am. Please.”
“‘Ma’am’” you repeat as you write down the order, “You’re awful formal, don’t you think?”
“Sorry, ma’am.”
“Oh, no, you don’t gotta apologize for anything,” you awkwardly offer a smile, “I just tease sometimes, sorry ‘bout that.”
“Now, how many times have I told you to stop that,” an older man chides from the kitchen, “Bring that poor boy’s order over and stop messin’ with people.”
“Sorry, daddy,” you mutter, turning to hand over the ticket with Arvin’s measly order.
The man takes the paper and squints to read it, shaking his head before turning to the brunette boy at the counter, “Sorry ‘bout her. Gets bored around here.”
Arvin finally glances around the whole room and sees that the diner is empty of customers except for him.
He shakes his head and gives a slight grin, “Don’t worry none, sir. Just a rough few days, is all - nothin’ wrong with your daughter havin’ fun.”
He’s waved off by the older man and you soon return to Arvin’s front with a bounce in your step at his words, “Thanks for backin’ me up, stranger.”
“Just the truth,” Arvin murmurs, looking around the barren diner once again, “Slow day, huh?”
He internally cringes at the awkward starter but resolves to let it slide when you light up at the branch.
“Yeah, it’s Sunday service hours, ya know. Don’t get too many people willing to skip a meetin’ with the Lord for scrambled eggs and coffee.”
Lenora and Emma would be at service by now. Lenora would be praying with her neighbors and family by now. She loved services.
A bell dings before Arvin can claw out a subpar response and you’re making a trip to the little window between the kitchen and sitting area before carrying back a breakfast of toast, eggs, and coffee.
“Oh, I can’t- “
“On the house,” you wink, pushing the plate towards Arvin, “Don’t gotta eat it if you don’t want, but Daddy likes makin’ the effort to feed people,” leaning over and whispering so your father can’t hear, you let him in on a secret, “He looks mean but he’s got a real soft spot for people like you.”
He quirks a brow, picking up a fork to poke at his eggs, “Strays?”
You roll your eyes at the suggestion, “People who look like they need a good meal. He’s old but he reads people real well. I can take it back, if you don’t want it.”
“No!” he recoils and his face sours at the volume of his own voice, “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize,” you shrug, “Gotten a lot worse from customers for a lot less.”
Arvin finishes off a bite of toast before asking, “People yell at you often?”
Again, you merely shrug, “Polite young men like you ain’t exactly common around here.”
“Who could do that? You seem mighty fine,” Arvin shakes his head, “I don’t know you real well, ma’am, but somethin’ ‘bout that don’t rub me the right way.”
“Not much I can do ‘bout it. Daddy kicks ‘em out fast as he can but it ain’t like he’s always listenin’ out for people who don’t like his daughter.”
“What if I could get ‘em out?”
“What? You plan on sittin’ in a slow diner just waitin’ for people to get rough with little ol’ me?”
“Sad as it may sound, ma’am, I don’t got a lot goin’ on. ‘Sides,” Arvin shovels up more eggs on his fork, “your daddy ain’t a bad cook.”
You weren’t actually expecting Arvin to come back the next day. Or the one after that. Or the one after that. Or even the week later. But he did, just like he said he would - he came back and made sure nobody gave you a hard time. He wasn’t the tallest or the most muscular, but nobody could deny the intimidation Arvin could give out. He seemed like he’d seen more than most men his age. Seemed like he’d done a lot more than a lot of men his age. After a day you asked his name, he panicked and said Eugene just in case either of you knew of the sins living in Arvin Russell.
After a mere week of him coming around, your father offered him a job at the diner. He’d take the floor while you had the counter, and if the floor wasn’t busy he’d be on call for anything else needed. After a month, you asked where he was staying and found out he had nowhere to really go and he felt guilt claw at his chest that night when he wound up sleeping in your father’s bed with your father on the couch.
But he seemed sweet on you, calling you darlin’ in that backwoods drawl of his - offering to carry dishes when he saw you struggling. Offering to take over your position if you seemed overwhelmed. Helped your father around the diner and in the house, kept you company, kept out people who threw fits in the diner. Never made a fuss, never made himself difficult.
He didn’t give out his real name until a few months into his staying. His legs bouncing under the counter with nerves and hands gripping the surface for any sort of purchase. By now he figured you and your father would have some sort of attachment to him, maybe he wouldn’t have to explain his past - maybe both of you already knew. Maybe you’d turn him in. Maybe you’d understand. Maybe he could stay.
Please, Lord, let him stay.
It was after closing hours, leaving just the three of you as he spilled all the weight looming over his guilt-wracked mind. Telling you both - he wasn’t born as Eugene. He was born as Arvin.
“Russell, ain’t that right?”
He wants to dig himself a hole and die in it with how your father looks at him. Judging and waiting. Spying and predatory. It reminds him of those woods. It reminds him of the sheriff.
“How many people have you told?” he’s surprised by how you reach across the table so quickly to grab his hands and hold them in your own.
“Just you two…”
“You shot that reverend. Suspected on a sheriff. We heard about you,” your father’s voice is cold and he wishes he could go back by mere seconds and never tell either of you who he was.
He didn’t want to go to prison. He wasn’t a bad person, he had good reason. He knows he had good reason but the bodies piled up and he felt his chances at getting out of this diner in anything but handcuffs slip away. He knows any chance he had at companionship with anyone other than his own head were burnt to ash.
“Why’d you do it?”
His attention is brought back to you at your shockingly soft tone when asking the question, he purses his lips, “It’s gonna sound like a lie, but I swear that none of those people were any good.”
“Arvin,” you lean towards him slightly to make eye contact, “I wanna believe that, I do. But you’ve gotta explain yourself more than that.”
He lets himself find comfort in your sincere expression for a few seconds longer before looking to your father and then back to you, “That preacher - he, he - he hurt my sister. Real bad. She… she killed herself cuz a’ him. And the sheriff chased me ‘round after I…” he shook his head, clenching his eyes shut at how ridiculous he sounded, “They weren’t no good, I promise you. I swear it.”
“Arvin, why’d you kill the sheriff?” you pat his cheek gently, “Why was he chasin’ you? Was it over the preacher?”
“No, I- I shot his sister. And her husband,” he opens his eyes in time to see that your father has come closer and he wishes he never opened his mouth, “They were tryin’ to kill me. I swear it. They took me into their car, said they’d give me a ride but they- they stopped and I saw him pull out a gun and I knew they were up to no good and I had to protect myself. I didn’t wanna do it, I didn’t want- I didn’t want any a’ this,” he looks away from your father and back to you, tears now springing in his eyes, “I didn’t wanna hurt anybody… I didn’t wanna kill them… I’m not a bad person, I swear.”
You wipe away his tears, “Arvin, I wanna believe you, I do. But I also know you know this is a lot to take in, right?” you look back at your father as if silently asking where to go next.
He pulls you away from Arvin and stares down at the young man as if he could physically read whether he was lying or not. Arvin wishes he was looking at you again, he felt more comfortable when he was looking at you. He felt more comfortable with his hands in yours. He wants his hands in yours.
“If I was you,” he begins, “If my sister was hurt however bad yours was, I know that I’d kill that man. If anyone did what that man did to make your sister take her own life to my sister or, God forbid, my daughter, I know that I’d kill that man. I know that if someone tried taking me outta this world, I’d kill them too,” he nodded to himself, weathered and wrinkled hands splaying out on the table, “I’ve never killed anybody with these hands, Arvin. But if I think you’re lying for a second, they just might have to.”
“Daddy,” you pitch in over your father’s shoulder nervously, “what’re you sayin’?”
“I believe you, Arvin. I believe you’re a good kid, I believe you wouldn’t hurt someone without a damn good reason. You’re good to us and you do good work here. I believe you’re tellin’ the truth,” he looks into the young man’s eyes, “If you ain’t, and you’re lying to me, then I hope the Lord makes you see our faces every time you close those eyes.”
“I ain’t lyin’, sir, I promise,” Arvin shakes his head, growing desperate as tears pool at his waterline, he just wants one of you to say it - just say he’s okay. Say he can stay. He can stay here with you. Say he’s okay.
He just wants to be okay.
Your father leaves wordlessly, retreating to the kitchen, lights flickering as he began the routine clean-up for the night and preparation for an early tomorrow. Arvin turns to you in the growing silence, you’re a blotchy outline with the tears gathering in his eyes.
“D’you believe me?”
You come around the counter and reach out, taking Arvin’s head and pressing it to your chest, just over your heart. Gently removing his hat and placing it on the counter, your fingers begin carding through Arvin’s messy hair, “I believe you, Arvin. The man you’ve been to me is not somebody who’d go around hurtin’ people, I believe you.”
He swallows at the lump in his throat, eyes falling closed and hands grounding themselves in your work uniform, “Thank you, darlin’. Thank you, thank you, thank you...”
“You’re safe here, Arvin. We won’t tell nobody, I promise.”
Your voice is more comforting to him than the thought of any eternal bliss waiting outside this life. He wants to protect it - protect you. He wants to stay.
“Can I stay…” he turns his head to press his face into the cloth of your uniform as if that’d prevent any upcoming rejection, “Can I stay, darlin’?”
“You can stay, Arvin,” you murmur, continuing to run your fingers through his hair, “I want you to stay.”
Arvin kept himself wound around you for as long as you’d let him hold on, and you were content enough to keep him in your arms until your father was finished with his routine in the kitchen.
“Ready to head home now?”
“I’m goin’ too?” Arvin pulled away from you just enough to not muffle his reply, eyebrows furrowed, “I’m still stayin’ with you both?”
“Arvin,” you cupped his cheeks to direct his eyes with yours, a small smile just peeking at your lips, “We believe you’re good. Of course, you’re comin’ home with us. We love you, Arvin.”
Your father nodded quietly, patting the boy’s shoulder before walking past you both, “I’ll start up the car, so hurry up. We got an early mornin’ tomorrow.”
It was in the dead of night later on that Arvin found himself still unable to relax. His eyes wide open and fingers nervously tapping at his stomach through the comforter on what used to be your father’s bed. What if you both were tricking him at the diner and there’ll be a police officer out in the front lawn by morning? What if you were at the station turning him in right now and he’s actually all alone in this house?
That thought has him springing up from the bed and down the small hall to where your bedroom door is shut. He feels guilty doubting the sincerity you’d shown but his brain won’t rest and his heart refuses to calm down. He knows he could never blame you for giving him up but he needs you in his life now that he has you.
He curls around the doorknob and pushes open until he’s fully inside. He can just make out your figure in bed within the darkness, his eyes hurrying to adjust to the night.
Creeping to the side of your bed, Arvin hesitates but ultimately shakes you awake anyway, “Darlin’?”
You hum and groan and rub your eyes until you’re fully awake with Arvin at your side, “What’re you doin’ up? Didn’t you hear daddy? We gotta be up early tomorrow.”
“I can’t sleep, I- I keep worryin’.”
At the admission, you’re sitting up and bringing a hand over Arvin’s, “‘Bout what?”
“D’you really trust me, or was that just an act back at the diner?”
“I believe you,” you make room on the bed and drag Arvin into it, coddling him to your body, “I know you’re good. I’ve known you for a long while now. It’ll take a bit to get used to, but I know you’re a good man. I love that you’re a good man.”
You’ve gotten so close to saying what he wants to hear, he could almost pretend it’s what you’d said. He could almost pretend he heard you say you love him - he likes to pretend that’s what he heard. But he knows he doesn’t deserve that love - he just needs to protect what he has now rather than strive for more.
“Thank you for believin’ me, darlin’.”
“I’ll believe you ‘til the end, Arvin. I know you’re good.”
He feels comforted, once again, by those words - by your words. He feels comforted by your hold and he hopes that this is a safe place to lie until his bones give out - if you’ll let him. He knows what he wants is to have and hold and cherish this home you’ve given him both in the form of a roof over his head and the spot between your arms but he has to remind himself that what he needs is to just protect you. At least until you decide his sinful heart is worthy of loving with yours.
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𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ( part one )
lyric starters based off a few of my favorite songs from bad omens’ the death of peace of mind.
who are you?
“ i think i’m dreaming ”
“ take off all of your clothes, hold me till we’re frozen ”
“ you said we got nothing in common. too bad never even got started ”
“ i asked for more than i could take with nothing left to give ”
“ every day it’s all the same. i don’t wanna play your games ”
“ if you wanna know, it depends who’s asking ”
“ i’ve been finally catching up on years of sleep the last few weeks ”
“ falling outta love with you and me, and now it’s too late to save it ”
nowhere to go
“ why’s this always gotta happen to me? i should have known ”
“ i never fail to learn from mistakes ”
“ hear me out, i’m sorry, but i’m a little less than sold ”
“ i’ve been around, heard all the stories you said you never told ”
“ you’re used to speaking in tongues to feel like you’re in control ”
“ now you’ve got nowhere to run, now you’ve got nowhere to go ”
“ i feel my focus fading away ”
“ running from the man that i used to be, but i’m too slow ”
“ tell me what’s mine and tell me what’s yours ”
“ i never got a say, never got a choice ”
“ i never ever got a fucking say ”
the grey
“ evened the scores, then it all falls apart ”
“ with every step forward, put a little more sword in your heart ”
“ i’m afraid of what i might say if you ask ”
“ gave you way too many chances, you ran through ‘em all ”
“ got everything i could want, but it wasn’t enough ”
“ nobody left for me to talk to, nobody left to call ”
“ there’s not another way, don’t let me go ”
“ i’ll make the same mistakes ”
“ i’ll never know who i was before i faded away ”
“ lying is hard and the truth comes out anyway ”
“ you’re going way too far, gonna drop dead at this rate ”
“ i did it to myself, tried to be someone else ”
“ i let it tear me down, and i’ll never be the same ”
“ you didn’t notice till i finally got away ”
just pretend
“ i’m not afraid of the war you’ve come to wage against my sins ”
“ i’m not okay but i can try my best to just pretend ”
“ will you wait me out? or will you drown me out? ”
“ i can wait for you at the bottom ”
“ i can wait for years if i gotta ”
“ heaven knows i ain’t getting over you ”
“ i know the pain that you hide behind the smile on your face ”
“ not a day goes by that i don’t think i feel the same ”
“ we will make amends, till then i’ll just pretend ”
“ stay till morning ”
“ way down, would you say i’m worthy? ”
like a villain
“ we are not the same, we’re different ”
“ you need a new clean slate without the dents ”
“ when you look into the mirror, are you even there? ”
“ i don’t wanna know all your secrets ‘cause i’ll tell ”
“ it’s hard enough being alone with myself ”
“ i don’t know how long i’ll be holding on ”
“ i know you tried your hardest, i know that you meant well ”
“ i know your act is staged, yet you pretend ”
“ i think you’ve overstayed your welcome ”
“ get the fuck away, don’t come again ”
“ i didn’t need it, it needed me ”
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* Chaotic Besties V-Day Edition *
These starters have been created by request: “ Could you make some platonic valentine's day starters for muses who are chaotic friends? “ So, below are my best attempts at some chaotic best friends doing the absolute most to be menaces on Valentine’s day !
As always: Feel free to change anything within these starters that you see fit to make it work for your muse & the receiver’s muse !
Recommended For: Chaotic & platonic muses/plots/timelines.
Trigger Warnings For: Alcohol use mentions, swearing, slight innuendo.
“ Come on, ( Name ) -- we should go to that art gallery you like so much ... The tickets are half price for couples ! ... We can even make fun of the stuffy old people using pretentious artist jargon to repress their horny in the nude statue exhibit ! “
“ I bought some chocolates for us to split for the occasion ... but, if I’m honest -- I got hungry on the way here and ate them all. I saved you the pretty box though ! See ? It’s sparkly ! “
“ As much as I’d love to stick around in your weird nerd den with anime in the in the background, and Mrs. Tinkles the teacup chihuahua growling lovingly from her hell perch, but ... I’m gonna go do something destructive in the name of platonic love and set fire to your ex’s station wagon. “
“ I hate how the radio plays all the dumbest, corniest, and unbelievable love songs all in one day ! And what ? They just expect us to not call them as their power company and threaten to shut everything down if they don’t give us a break from the madness ?! “
“ Listen ( Name ), I know someone ... Codename: Clementine. Word is, if we supply the time ... they’ll guide us through a minor petty crime. So, wanna commit a little valentine’s day mayhem with me ? ”
“ If I eat another candy or chocolate covered something -- I’m gonna be si -- !!! Oh ! Are those chocolate covered strawberries ?! I love those ! “
“ Listen, you said you never got a love note before: so -- I wrote you one. Hey ! Shut up -- It’s a love letter minus the kissy-kissy smoochy-smoochy stuff ! “
“ They say people do reckless things in the name of love ... so, I think we should go wreck some shit to take our minds off this holiday ! “
“ Look out your window ! I spray painted a valentine’s day mural in your yard ... with your spray paint ! Before you look though -- just know: your car was in the way.“
“ Oh, that’s not fruit by the foot you’re eating. That’s edible underwear and you’re lucky you grabbed the one on the left because that one wasn’t use -- Oh my god ! Spit, ( Name ) -- you grabbed the wrong box ! “
“ I wrote you a really sweet song and set it to some music ... of course, I’m gonna beatbox it, ( Name ) ! You know me almost as well as I knew you’d love this ! “
“ We could go see a movie ... but, the only things playing today are rom-coms and you’re going to get kicked out for good if you throw your drink at the screen again and heckle the protagonist. Promise you won’t do that ? “
“People think we’re two halves of a whole idiot and I think that’s real love, actually. “
“ We can always find a cringy bit of erotica to read out loud. We could even trade off reading the characters, and give them voices, and everything ... You know what ?! Let’s make it a little party ! I’ll start making snacks ... you find the worst rated erotica and we’ll get this party started ! “
“ I got us matching stuffed bears ! Ignore those kids crying in the corner -- they traded fair and square ! “
“ I tried to make us a nice little dinner, but ... considering all the smoke pouring out of my oven, we should probably just get some take-out for our valentine’s day shindig. “
“ Happy Valentine’s Day ! ... Hey, don’t cover the camera while I facetime you from the comfort of my toilet ! That cheap candy you gifted me put me here ! “
“ There was this person at your door, dressed really nice ... had some chocolates and flowers in hand. Don’t worry -- I told ‘em to get lost because this is our Pal-entine’s day ! “
“ I’m gonna help you get a real date, ( Name. ) I can’t stand sitting here watching you play a dating sim and crying when the wrong character falls in love with you. It’s sad ... and not in an endearing way. “
“ Oh ... so I misunderstood the concept of ‘ love-bombing ‘. This is, uh, pretty embarrassing for me considering I’m usually the smart one. “
“ We could always get matching tattoos -- I think the tattoo parlor is doing mystery valentine’s day ones for, like, $200 or $250 a pop ! I’m gonna get a lipstick print on my butt cheek so Valentine’s day can always kiss my ass ! “
“ What did Saint Valentine do that was so great anyway ? He was a physician or some shit that got murdered in the 3rd century. Wow buddy, everyone dies eventually ... you aren’t that special, you don’t deserve a day for yourself ! “
“ The champagne at this Valentine’s Day dance is only complimentary if you drink it quickly and secretly enough ... so, don’t get caught and don’t get any on that outfit I brought you because I only rented it. “
“ I hate that people only think of romantic love on valentine’s day. Yeah, maybe we’re only friends, but emotionally ? ... It’s like our souls are naked & playing Xbox in the same room. That’s beautiful to me ! “
“ Hey, we don’t have to be dating for me to show you I love you. What says ‘ I love you ‘ more than my mixtape with all the music that reminds me of you ? ... I didn’t even put ‘ Rack City ‘ on there as a palette cleanser. “
“ Listen -- at the risk of being cursed or turned into a tree ... you look prettier than Aphrodite ! “
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