❝ i know all about 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣—

'cus i'm ｗｅａｋ! ❞

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— tears  pour  down  kindred  to  acid  rain  against  her  sundried  cheeks , no longer  burning  with  nether  fury  nor  passion. dreams , memories , and  the hope  of  humanity  fall  just  out  of reach ; nothing  more than a lost  reaction.

ashido mina , loved by saby. private && selective ,, oc & multimuse friendy. intro/rules.   bio.   headcanons.   verses.

activity: sus medium 

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i'll catch up eventually and update my babygrl's info, been sobbing in dramatics for the last five days

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side eye.

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CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the television show, season 2

i don't want to disappoint you, but this is not the first time i've had a gun pointed at me.

it's easier to get a master's degree than a parking spot on campus.

yeah, i know. check the trunk.

you say that like it means something.

missed me that much, huh?

i lost someone once.

when the reality of their actions set in, they usually turn to religion.

you're too hard on yourself.

i'm like a sponge. i just absorb information.

i gave you your career.

i got a coupon.

who's gonna believe a guy like me?

so that leaves you.

ready, honey?

it sounds like you're making this personal.

god knows you haven't let me touch you in three years.

you're very good. you could work for me.

you were the kind that guys fall all over themselves trying to impress.

i thought that was my line.

you don't believe me?

i could have been a rock star.

i've always wanted to go there.

i don't know the basis of your allegations.

instead, i want you.

i can't believe you're doing this to me.

we told them what happened.

i just realized that you and i have a very healthy relationship.

i've never told anyone before.

no one's ever asked me that before.

you don't know what you're talking about.

you smell like death.

someone will be with you shortly.

i love this table.

you're too smart for that.

you're supposed to say something revealing back to me.

truth brings closure.

rich people don't go to jail.

i don't believe in rules that tell me how i should live.

they're your best feature.

you have to be able to walk away at any time.

no criminal charges were filed.

did you feel sick?

how many meals have we shared together?

kind of sounds like you.

i'll give you a lift.

sex is physical. is that a sport?

i know you're upset.

people don't vanish.

were there any disturbances last night?

you showered.

if there's one thing you learn on this job is that human beings are capable of anything.

i knew you were coming back today, so i dressed up.

you did this to yourself.

how's your new toy working out?

they were kinda cool back in the day.

how can you tell just by looking at it?

they're still dead.

you sucked at team sports, huh.

i notice you have no photos of your family in your office.

it doesn't make you any less guilty.

you ever been to therapy?

look, i was just doing my job.

take a guess.

our job is to think.

this is the thanks i get?

i just got the results.

you were okay sharing your problems with a complete stranger?

that's the funny thing about choices. once you make them, you have to go live with them.

i know what they look like.

this is going to take forever.

i'm playing cards.

did you enjoy being in the field?

sometimes i hate this job.

i always thought you kept your porn in there.

why did you need the expensive one in the first place?

you see my face? this is me almost believing you.

what does that look like?

wherever you live is your temple, if you treat it like one.

what's going on with you?

it's just unusual to see you dressed like that.

i enjoyed it fine.

you got anything to add?

can you think of a better time?

where have you been?

i don't think it's worth it.

i can't be everywhere, and they've banned human cloning.

you're flying solo, cutting me out. what's going on?

i always knew there was something weird about you.

give me a mint.

the past is in the past.

other than that i really don't care.

you can give a man a lot of things. you can give him your time, your money, even your heart. but the one thing you can never ever let go of is your power.

you still smell.

i wouldn't expect anything less.

since when are you interested in beauty?

why are you looking at me?

someone gonna cover me?

whoever this guy is, he's a lousy shot.

they're looking for me, you know.

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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses! (please remember to specify how many muses/which muses for multimuses!)

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world's shittiest rp memes™ ; accepting

ofdualism "it’s still good! ... no it’s not."  ( from ochako )

After a tumultuous evening of the girls’ being girls, there sat mochi ice cream that was abandoned in the great  beyond of the freezer for however long– a month? Possibly three? Regardless, it was forgotten and hard as a rock; obviously freezer burnt, in hopes it was still edible , they were laid out for another two minutes on top of the four minutes to properly thaw out. Yet, there laid freezer burnt and  potentially weaponized  mochi. Side eye.

Disheartened, “awww… I’m sorry. Maybe they’re not terrible? We could try it??”

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world's shittiest rp memes™ ; accepting

tempestflames "there's blood on the counter. ... and this dough looks really, really weird to me. what the fuck did you do?" ( from bakugou!

“Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.” Immediately escalating to the defensive side in a forced and chill demeanor, “first off, that’s not blood, I think….” Sure. The red substance was one of many things she was experimenting with, but she’s eighty percent certain it was not blood. Her apron was adorned with various spatter marks, “it’s my new secret  sauce.” Cue the chef’s kiss, “I just… made a little mess.” The dough on the other hand, she couldn’t defend whatsoever; it was surprising she even made a dough like blob with an extremely noticeable sticky texture. “That.” With a quick dart to the tacky, weird looking dough followed by a finger pointing at it dramatically, “That I don’t know how to fix.” 

“I— mayyyy kinda need help.”

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goresugars  " I think I might have short circuited the vending machine, on accident! " - Denki

It took a solid two seconds for her to fully grasp what in the world he said,  “wait… you did what?” She was fully engrossed in a subscription magazine, advertising new makeup products and discount codes to use for the current month-- that was until she was met with this. Her eyes fluttered to meet his gaze with a squint of suspicion, “how do you short circuit the vending machine on accident? Did you at least get free snacks, break it or… did you break, break it?” A not so little smile grew on her face, only a tiny bit humored by Denki’s dilemma.

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world's shittiest rp memes™ ; accepting

ofgroundzero  "i feel like that's the kind of shit we'll be eating when the apocalypse happens."

“I think you’d be eating honey and cockroaches if the apocalypse happened, not delicious chili.” Definitely a questionable chili; a chili that needed to be investigated for attempted murder was sitting out like a wanted criminal. It didn’t look the part, but it smelt sort of decent, “…you should try it first before talking shit about it.” There was no moment of hesitation to get the tiniest bit on a spoon and held it out in front of him, at a safe distance, of course. Someplace, deep, deep, deep down inside, she was seeking some itty bitty level of validation from him, recalling his cutting abilities.

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still a wip for some asks- but i needa sleep

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world's shittiest rp memes™ ; accepting

ryuusake sent: (scanning over the complete disaster in the kitchen like a cop at a crime scene) "okay, so very obviously, there was a struggle, right."

Adorning an expression that screamed, not a single thought behind those eyes, her confidence never wavered with a shit-eating grin plastered across her mug, “what d’ya mean?” 

“I only made a tiramisu!! And I found an easy no bake recipe!”

Only a tiramisu– the kitchen behind her was an absolute wreck; for a no-bake dessert, there was various spoons used for mixing and taste testing misplaced around the room that she continuously couldn’t find, berries scattered across the floor, cream decorated the walls in a spattered design, which was artsy and awfully considerate of her– the walls were looking a little bland. The cutup head of the undesirable, leafy part of a strawberry was sticking to her left cheek, complimenting her single brain cell demeanor. There was not one, two, nor three, but five bowls, displaying her multiple attempts–and what’s that white stuff stuck to the ceiling? 

“I gotta say, I’m pretty impressed with my skills.~ You should try some.” she scattered to find her tiramisu dessert and held her rather small creation for the other to see.

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world's shittiest rp memes™ ; accepting

@ofpersistence sent: "it’s still good! ... no it’s not." Izuku

“What. Are you sure you grabbed the right cheese?” Her head flicked absurdly animated , looking over her shoulder and attempting to see what in the world is he talking about from a few feet away. There was a suspicious squint in her expression, “I just had some the other day–” aggressively bouncing in his direction to inspect the blue cheese she asked him to retrieve from the fridge, she was left flabbergasted. 

She’s touching it. Why is she touching it? “Why does it have eyes?” It was poorly wrapped. “I think it winked at me. Ewuh--. Get rID IT!” She tossed it back at Izuku–

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world's shittiest rp memes™: jerma985 cooking-themed sentence starters (from his cooking simulator streams)

intended for shitpost-y threads, but could be versatile. change pronouns/insert names/adjust phrasing as needed.

(grabs a pan directly out of the oven.) "OWOWOW, MY HANDS, OWW!!"

"okay, now what i want you to do is chug the avocado oil."

"they didn’t even know that half of that shit touched the ground."

"how much soup is soup?"

"wha- it cooks when i take it out?! how does it cook when it’s not in the pan?! that makes no sense!"

[sender's muse] tries to place a utensil down but manages to fling it clear across the room instead.

"i’m gonna deep-fry a propane tank."

"there's blood on the counter. ... and this dough looks really, really weird to me."

(cramming a bunch of metal utensils into a microwave.)

"i feel like that's the kind of shit we'll be eating when the apocalypse happens."

"i threw a cucumber and it exploded!"

"it looks like a... it looks like a dead bird."

(tries to empty a pot into the sink but manages to flip it completely upside down, spilling its contents all over the counter and floor.)

"i just singed my fucking eyebrows."

(tries to carefully pour food from a fryer onto a plate. 80% of the food ends up on the counter around the plate instead.)

(attempts to gently flip a cut of meat, but somehow manages to launch it out of the pan, into the air and onto a completely different part of the stove.) "... WHY?! I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!"

"hopefully he doesn’t taste the glass."

[sender's muse] attempts to yell "YOU FUCKIN' DONKEY" like gordon ramsey, but they do the accent so badly they sound like shrek instead.

[sender's muse] accidentally throws an entire pizza out of the window.

"i’m realizing what i’m turning into. and i actually entered into, like, the experiment pretend-to-have-a-restaurant five-year-old thing."

an explosion goes off behind them. they turn to see the kitchen has caught fire. "... huh? did someone drop a fucking BOMB on us?!"

[sender's muse] starts pointing the business end of a blowtorch directly into their own eyes.

"i’ll put on the kitchen nightmares american OST."

"do not mix gas in the mixer. ... not now."

(tosses a pan in the air and breaks the ceiling fan COMPLETELY apart. all of the blades come off and the base falls to the floor.) "what. what?! scared the absolute hell outta me, i didn't know you could do that!"

(microwaves raw trout for 20 seconds, then immediately grabs a fork to dig in.)

(accidentally tosses a sponge into a pot of soup instead of the sink, then tries to surreptitiously fish it back out and pretend they didn’t.)

as [sender's muse] is walking to serve [receiver’s muse], the entire meal falls off the plate on the way there and they set a completely empty plate on the table like nothing is wrong.

(placing a porkchop directly onto the counter) "don’t let me forget this is here! ‘cause it’s cooked and it’s ready to eat!"

(tries putting something in the microwave, but it somehow flies out and across the room.) "okay, this is fucking broken."

"you wanna make prison wine?"

(laughing) "that looks like cat puke..."

(toting an extremely burnt pizza crust with a 5 inch tall pile of olives on it) "who ordered the caviar pizza?"

"it’s still good! ... no it’s not."

(spills two bowls of soup in a row just trying to carry them out of the kitchen.)

"it looks like someone bled on that pizza, doesn’t even look like sauce."

"i’m making floor soup."

(looks in the oven and immediately starts laughing.) "oh, shit."

(completely abandons the still-cooking food.) "aw, is that a bird? a bird just flew by."

(throws a pan full of raw steak across the room.)

(starts throwing cuts of meat out the window.)

(immediately after throwing a cut of meat out the window) "... did somebody just scream at me? i just caused a car accident!"

(scanning over the complete disaster in the kitchen like a cop at a crime scene) "okay, so very obviously, there was a struggle, right."