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“who the hell did this to you?” (crawlsawayquickly)
“A fool.“
Her cadence showed the trace of crimson upon the side of her mouth, before wiping it away.
“They are all quite dead and rotting, if your nose is incapable of smelling, Cai.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“Perhaps... I must be looking hale if you would speak such.”
hurt meme.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
“i fucked up, why do you not care?”
“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
“i have no idea how to do cpr.”
“whose blood is that?”
“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
“don’t you dare fucking let go!”
“what the hell happened to you?”
“are they dead? did you kill them?”
“do you know what you’ve done?”
“you’re either with me or against me.”
“who the hell did this to you?”
“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”
“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”
“when was the last time you ate?”
“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“
“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”
“are you… throwing up in there?”
“why aren’t you eating?”
“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”
“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”
"i woke up, & you were gone.”
“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”
"it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”
Send my muse a food or a drink and they will have to eat or drink it!
I’ve seen a lot of “reblog if you’ll roleplay with such-and-such demographic” posts lately, so I just want to say:
- I don’t care if you’re male, female, neither, both, or any other gender option. - I don’t care if you’re 14 or 114. I just need to be aware if you’re underage. (If you’re 114 and roleplaying on Tumblr, you are my hero.) - I don’t care if you’re from X country or Y country or outer space or an alternate reality or are in fact a hamster with amazing typing skills. - I don’t care if you have a fancy theme or something from the early 90s. I just need to be able to find the pages you want me to find. - I don’t care if you format your posts or don’t format your posts.
- I do care whether or not you respect others. - I do care whether or not we’re having fun.
Thanks for being you! c=
Fran Bow {Sentence Starters}
“Don’t be scared! I won’t harm you.”
“How could you possibly help me?!”
“I’m very sorry for what I did. I hope you can forgive me.”
“I don’t like it. It scares me.”
“Oh no, I broke the door! Well, now I can get in.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll do fine.”
“I like to be curious. Otherwise, how will you learn things?”
“You have too many questions. That’s good!”
“Can you believe me, now?”
“You just have to be strong. Don’t let them play with your head!”
“Oh my goodness, yes finally! Words I understand!”
“I’m not interested in taking anything that comes from you.”
“Why won’t you just take me out of here? Please!”
“I’ll go with you, but I won’t trust you, yet.”
“I feed from tears and sorrow, from desperation and fear.”
“I don’t understand why you make me do this!”
“Who dares to wake me up? Who?!”
“I thought you could help us get out of here.”
“Why are you leaving? Please don’t leave me alone!”
“Be curious and you’ll always be amazed.”
“Why are you looking at me like that? You terrify me!”
“Hello? Why won’t you talk to me?”
“You look very scary and I don’t like you.”
“The world has been mean to you.”
“Life will teach you… even through pain and tears.”
“You may encounter terrible creatures that want to eat you.”
“Would you like to help me get rid of it?”
PLOT STARTERS
"Nobody goes there anymore. They say it's haunted or something."
"Tell me you see that as well."
"Don't breathe it in!"
"I like you. You're not running after me with a knife. It's a rare trait to be had, these days."
"There it is again! That symbol! I've been seeing it everywhere."
"If you can't get us out of here, I don't want to hear it."
"So, what're you in for?"
"GET DOWN FROM THERE, YOU'RE GOING TO FALL!"
"What are they doing? Why are they all doing that?"
"Can you hear me? Listen, you need to stop this!"
"Fight it!"
"I know you're in there. Please."
"Incidentally, run for your life."
"It could have something to do with the garbage chute."
"Somebody just left it on the doorstep. I don't know what it is."
"Oh my god, what happened to you? Get inside!"
"Why are you bleeding?!"
"Oh, shall we do something that makes sense? Shall we, say, NOT actively try to get ourselves killed? NAH, you think, let's have some FUN."
"Help me."
"I'm... bleeding. If you had some way to fix that...?"
"Can you stop running AWAY from EVERYTHING?!"
"You're always talking but you never SAY anything."
"We're going to win."
"I always thought it would be... bigger."
"I always thought it would be... better."
"You have NO IDEA what it's like."
@awildcaiappears
“... I seem to find you in the most peculiar of places," the statement had been blunt, the book opening up to the small dragon.
It would seem as though he did grow once again, yet their link did not feel strained, nor exhaustion overtaking her being. An improvement, if anything. In this rate and pace, it shall not take long to allow the dragon to be walking about in his human form.
Much easier to utilize when guests do come within, especially those who hail from a land that do not trust dragons, and kill them upon sight.
“Is there a reason to hide in a book that was removed from the forbidden section of the Gubal Library, pertaining to the consorting of voidsents?"
RP starters: Flirting ( + responses to it. )
“You come here often?”
“Can I offer you a drink?”
“So.. You expecting someone?”
“Do you need a place to stay for tonight?”
“I gotta tell you… you look incredibly hot.”
“Do you want to dance with me?”
“Look at us… we are basically a couple already.”
“I bet you would look even better without your clothes on.”
“Are you single? Just asking.”
“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever encountered.”
“What would you say if you and me would go somewhere else?”
“I love the way you’re dressed.”
“Do I have any chances with you?”
“Do you have anything better to do later?”
“Can I get your phone number?”
“You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type.”
“I can do whatever you want, babe.”
“You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.”
“I bet guys/gals/people are all over you.”
“You should be a model.”
“Are you… trying to flirt with me?”
“Maybe if I get a free drink I can consider talking to you.”
“That won’t work. Try again.”
“Oh my god, did you just say that out loud?”
“I’m waiting for someone. However, you can amuse me in the meanwhile.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“I thought you were taken.”
“So, have you flirted with every girl/boy/one in this bar yet?”
“Do I look like someone who seems interested in you?”
“Compliments won’t pay my drinks.”
[[ Nikko or Kinen… should be interesting ~]]
Source.
;(Starter call. Like this for a random creation with one smol lizard.)
There was often moments of silence. A perpetual nothingness that came as the maiden neared slumber. How her resonator had been a blessing in it’s own twisted way: an unmarked package that had not sender nor receiver was now her assistance to travel.
But rarely she would call upon it, now more than ever as the woman rested upon the tree roots. Even now, she felt the eye staring...
They never stopped watching, how dreadful, and how futile in her opinion. A dead woman she is, having already been waking the dangerous line. Her body convulsed, the fit baring itself in full force. Hoarse, wet coughs lined with sputum and blood left those pink lips, as Asumi curled up from the force.
It shook her terribly, rendering her feeble, as more painful attacks left her wheezing, dripping the scarlet all over her ice blue garments. It was a literal mess, there was naught to cover it from an ally, and her brilliant hues began to dim from the episode.
“Why...“ she spoke naught to a soul, whimpering and breathing heavily, “Why won’t you just kill me already... I tire of this courting. Leave me be... Or just take me to my dead family...“
T’was then that a sound caught her horns, the sound of another coming near frightening her tremendously. What could she do? A mess she was, a mistiming of medication, showing her predicament nakedly.
Reblog if your muse is mortal, beatable, imperfect. Reblog if your muse’s soul bears scars, from loses, failures or just pain. REBLOG IF YOUR MUSE IS A LIVING BEING.
Hello! If you are a Final Fantasy or Kingdom Hearts roleplayer, please reblog this post, and we will add you to our directory, kupo!
OCs and Multimuse blogs welcome!
i was so used to being alone because i thought i had to be
… but then you came along
I love ships that start out as strong partnerships and can either develop to a romantic relationship or stay completely the same. And both parties respect each other 100% there is no damsel in distress just two people fighting side by side.
✛ something they said
"..." She would simply turn away, choosing to not answer immediately, but she did find her voice a moment more, "... I told him the truth. And I became alone again, for he never returned to speak with me."
