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uhhh hi! i know i said i was back but things have, again been pretty crazy but im still here! ive just not been able to write lately due to my personal circumstances unfortunately. i'll get to things as soon as i can!
※ SHIT I HEARD AT COLLEGE ※
a thrilling saga of shit i’ve heard at college; these are all from my first semester of sophomore year. feel free to change names/pronouns/etc.! more ‘shit i heard/said’ starters!
“The porn industry is moving swimmingly.”
“We all need men. Go find them.”
“It’s not an opera, bitches, it’s a flight.”
“Don’t look! It makes their dick bigger!”
“I have my own place and I can light as many candles as I want.”
“I’m not a librarian, sir.”
“How’s your sack lunch, bitch?”
“Stab me in the ass and turn me into Kim Kardashian.”
“I stayed up another hour just to cry.”
“I just got a nude and I don’t know how to feel about it.”
“I’m gonna go stab my eyes out now.”
“We get it. You have a big truck and a small penis.”
“It’s an epidemic, Karter!”
“There’s no cups, so I’m using a bowl. To drink apple juice.”
“Fuck y’all, I’m eating Fruit Loops!”
“I don’t know my superhero name, but here I am with my can of Lysol and my plastic fork.”
“Your list of things to do includes making the best 2000s playlist of all time and fighting me at Cheesecake Factory.”
“This is borderline human abuse.”
“How do you feel about fluorescent lighting?”
“I’m sorry, I’m on a college budget, I’ll give you two nickels and a paper clip.”
“We couldn’t say hell, because… Catholic school problems.”
“I don’t want them to call me and be like, ‘we’re about to drill into your face!’”
“Ugh, yes, the hot TA, what club are you in?”
“My rat bastard dad? What about him?”
“I have an idea that I’m positive no other human has ever had: butter flavored ice cream.”
“I hate myself, but I’m funny, so…”
“This man loves puppies and he is not afraid to say it.”
“There’s just something about stale food that I really like.”
“I like how we’re watching our upcoming death on TV.”
“When I get wasted, I want to fight. It’s a problem.”
“My boyfriend got really drunk and started drinking nectar out of the hummingbird feeder.”
“He currently has a child.”
“That’s a good way of getting rid of a baby.”
“He can’t look at his dead parents or his alive children.”
“I can’t focus on reading, ‘cause I just wanna watch Drake and Josh.”
“My roommate loves manifestos. Especially the Communist Manifesto.”
“Have you studied his naked body or something?”
“Okay, we got our Greek tragic playwrights: there’s Sophocles… there’s Euripides… uh… Isosceles?”
“We’re so stupid we click things that say ‘click here for here’.”
“So there were just 95 loose pigs.”
“This is called shaming.”
“I can’t be the only person who says ‘meatballs and spaghetti’.”
“What could go wrong? …oh, shit, I’m on fire.”
“Don’t call Kourtney unless you wanna suck dick tonight.”
“There’s no one around. He’s talking to his dick.”
“Just ‘cause it’s Greek doesn’t mean it’s sophisticated.”
“I hate myself, but I hate her more.”
“I don’t know anything about it, but it has bread in the name, so I want to try it.”
“Just… don’t breathe this class.”
“Megan: secret crop top wearer.”
“I’m embracing my aesthetic while you’re embracing… Jon Hamm’s face.”
“What are we doing tonight besides homework? …and bread?”
“I’m witnessing a breakup right here in the Starbucks line.”
“I nominate Gushers as a snack suggestion, but, like, a lot of them. All of them.”
“I have a strong immune system.”
“I was so worked up about the bolo ties.”
“Also, I was wine drunk, so…”
“Does she hit him? I hope she hits him.”
“Only Matthew McConaughey drives Lincolns.”
“Oh, yeah, I’m totally a Republican… Pence is daddy…”
“After that… is the exact same thing… from a different angle.”
“All my life, I’ve been striving to be better than Kidz Bop.”
“Is ‘slaveitude’ a word?”
“Ted Bundy was attractive. People knew him.”
“I feel like whoever’s in charge of the Reese’s company is really high right now. Like, putting Reese’s inside of Reese’s.”
“One beer bottle on campus might be a problem, but if there’s 8, they’re props.”
“With elevators, it’s not claustrophobia. It’s that I don’t trust the government.”
“Headphones: in. World: out. Notes font: ugly.”
“You know that’s a felony, right?”
“That’s a… fourth or fifth impression kind of story.”
“That means she definitely fucked a member of Kiss.”
“I feel free, but also ugly.”
“This is my unassigned assigned seat, and if any of you take it, I will fight you.”
“I went to the Home Depot, bought a bunch of lights, put them up in the air, and said ‘this is art’.”
“Because I was a full New Yorker, I just kept walking.”
“We almost died, but our last meal would’ve been free, so…”
“What’s a funeral like in 2017? GIFs and memes.”
“I would like to thank not only God but also Tinder.”
“I sat through a 40 minute argument about how Justin Bieber started the Cold War.”
“I’m just walking down the hallway, thinking about ways to throw myself down the stairs and make it look like an accident.”
“Now, if it was Kidz Bop, I’d go see it.”
“Don’t name your kid Ethelwold.”
“Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes: a vision for America.”
“My dad’s not getting dick from anyone.”
“I’m a shady beach and y’all are my shady beaches.”
“Oh, no, don’t write that down…”
“At Chipotle, God himself picked those avocados and put them in the guacamole.”
“It should be a holiday: Ohio awareness day.”
“We should go to a nice place. A formal place. California Pizza Kitchen.”
“What do you do in geology lab? Dissect rocks?”
“What great weather for a mental breakdown.”
“He’s not computer generated; he’s actually that large.”
“I’ve done some soul searching and I think that ranch dressing is my favorite food.”
“I almost said his birthday was in 1926. It’s like, we got a little bit of an age gap.”
“Are you physically running away from the situation?”
“I will personally call Papa John to tell him that he’s the reason my life isn’t going right.”
“I can’t wait for middle-aged sex now.”
“I should’ve known, there aren’t two eclipses in a year!”
“I walked around with a bear taser for a year and a half.”
“I found out that the guy I have a restraining order against has been peeing on my car for two years.”
“He fought the devil in jeans and no shirt.”
“She threw my fucking pillow off of the balcony!”
“Tickets are for something fun. Paying the check is not fun.”
“It’s Halloween, calories don’t count on holidays.”
“Well, you know how I said we met in philosophy class? Well… Elise doesn’t take philosophy class.”
“You got it wrong. You said 56 point 2. The answer was 56 point 2.”
“Do I want that horrible sock tan line that I had for five years back? Yeah, I do.”
“I got drunk, threw up, got high, and came here.”
“It’s Titanic blue. I’m the Heart of the Ocean, bitch.”
“The only rat bastard in our lives is Russ.”
“The beats are so good, but the words are such trash.”
“I had to fight someone in the elevator yesterday.
“…I’ve awakened the Demigorgon.”
“We solved the great hiccup epidemic of 2017.”
“Watch out, Kansas, I’m coming for you.”
“Do not associate my birthday with math terms.”
“That’s some Hunger Games type shit.”
“Fuck y’all, I hope you trip and die.”
“I’m very confused and also cold: an American tale. A five part miniseries, this fall on HBO.”
“I am Mrs. Grey! Bring me the kink!”
“I really wanna make a shirt that’s all Comic Sans.”
“I was thinking about Panera’s mac and cheese in a bread bowl, and I started crying.”
“We’re gonna steal your WiFi, but it’s okay, because Panhellenic love.”
“I have confidence that you’re not gonna get pregnant within those two hours.”
“See if this card works. I mean, it should work, but, like…”
“I think my favorite part was slowly dying.”
“All they serve is chicken salad, so you really have to like chicken salad.”
“I have three papers and a test this week, I don’t have time for feelings to resurface.”
“I’m living a life. Not my best one.”
“When you write a report on a book you’ve never read.”
“Don’t tell me what to wear when you wear Crocs to the bar.”
“I have listened to literally nothing but Hallelujah and My Heart Will Go On all day today.”
“Oh my god, Elise, you fucking bitch, get your shit together, and write your paper.”
You know what I’m really devastated about? I’m all out of Fruit Roll-ups.”
“We’re gonna be teachers. We have school forever.”
“I don’t want your sympathy, I want your anger.”
“Clowns… doorknobs… the color yellow… ducks… I’m quoting Victorious…”
“Did you just say ‘hey Sophie’ to not include me? ‘Cause, guess what, bitch, I’m still here.”
“I live here, I know when we have salad!”
“I think Satan’s middle name is cumulative.”
“I will put up with my moose husband for however long I need.”
“I’ve literally been down here for an hour and a half waiting for these nonexistent cookies.”
“I’m keeping a detailed list of Elise’s hickeys.”
“I’m an adult, I say as I eat my Fruit Roll-up.”
“Oh, my practicum grade is in! Let’s see… 36.”
“SOS, I’m in bed and it’s so comfy, but I need to get up to study, what do I do?”
“Get up. Only a few more days until we can sleep all we want.”
“So you’re admitting you live in the woods.”
“I don’t know if it’s finals stress or if this is actually the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, but I’m crying.”
“It was optional, don’t make me feel bad for skipping class.”
“I’ve heard that, if enough people fail, they’ll have to curve it.”
“How do you even study for this?”
Guide to Troubled Michael Langdon.
What Is Your Morality Alignment?
Your Result: Neutral Evil (78%)
You embody all the sin present in the world, doing all the wrong you can to as many people as people. While honor is not necessarily in your character, you pick your confrontations strategically in lieu of erratically, meaning you work at all the evil you can manage without forcing authority or wanton destruction. The tendency to ruin lives, either for your selfish goals or for the sake of evil, lands you as the archetypal "devil".
Result Breakdown:
Neutral Evil (78%)
Chaotic Neutral (59%)
True Neutral (59%)
Chaotic Evil (58%)
Lawful Evil (29%)
Chaotic Good (26%)
Lawful Neutral (18%)
Neutral Good (11%)
Lawful Good (8%)
tagged by: theft is a serious crime
tagging: steal it man idc
which tragic character from ancient greek literature are you?
you are orestes from the oresteia by aeschylus, and you are haunted by a cycle of pain. you try your hardest to be a better person, but sometimes you wonder if you will stop feeling trapped by your past. you have a strong sense of justice, you are quick to protect and defend those you love, and you are not afraid to compromise your morals if that means you are settling the score. eventually though, the consequences of your deeds will catch up to you, but that's okay, because sometimes looking your ugliness right in the eye is the greatest release.
tagged by: @jedicollins
tagging: you!
inkshackled:
The elf was not surprised by the sudden reaction of the sudden jerk away from her hands as after all, she was a stranger who seemed to just have hurt them. Healing magic was not truly painless, only certain things were.of that nature. But she acted on the whim and wanted to ensure she saved his life rather than using a sleeping spell or something of the sorts. She though remained kneeling to him and rested her hands in her lap to show she meant no harm. Hopefully now with the pain gone and her magic not being so blinding, he could see her.
“I am just a passing stranger who luckily specializes in healing magic. I saw the tumble you took and my companions are helping take care of the men after you.” Her words were gentle yet cautious as she didn’t wish to alarm him or cause him any more distress. She of all people knew of how it was like to be in his place, so she remained where she was and her blue eyes watched him patiently. “How does your head feel now? Is there anymore pain?”
❛ healing magic? ❜
it took michael a moment to make sense of it. he’d never used healing magic before, nor been on the other end of it until now, but he had witnessed it be used. it seemed painful, but it would save them.
❛ healing magic. ❜ he repeated to himself, trying to calm himself.
he carefully propped himself up onto his elbows, then pushed himself up to sit upright as he stared at the woman. at the question, he reached up instinctively to touch his head and let out a small hiss before inspecting his hand. no blood.
❛ just a headache. nothing that’ll last, i think. ❜
he then frowned, now processing her words and brought his gaze back up to her.
❛ your companions. who are your companions? you’re not— ❜ he hesitated, afraid of what the answer would be if he asked. ❛ you’re not with the templars? who are you with? ❜
he had spent so long on his own, it became difficult to trust anyone. if she wasn’t with the templars, she might try to take him back to the circle anyway. but... no, that wouldn’t make any sense. she said her companions were taking care of the templars. so then, who was she?
jedicollins:
Seeing Father Forthill again, it brought back memories that Jedi thought she’d forgotten. How often had the man come over to their house and just hung out, answering her endless questions about religion and what she thought about it. and never, not once, did he judge her for doubting the existence of God and everything he stood for being a Pastor. He’d always answered her questions with patience, a hint of a smile to his lips and complimenting on asking such questions and thus expanding her beliefs.
He was a rare man, indeed.
Father Forthill smiled, nodding his head. “Yes, that’s me.” he confirmed. He led the way through the church into the parish building attached to it, where Forthill himself lived. He glanced over his shoulder. “On behalf of someone?”
At the mention of Jedi’s name, his face fell a little. “Yes… yes, I did know a girl named Jedi, once upon a time.” he admitted. “Her father was my friend. Lovely people. I’ve lost sight of her when her parents passed. I can only assume she ran away. Needing to deal with the grief in her own terms.”
“I didn’t!” Jedi yelled, even if he couldn’t hear her. “Father, I didn’t run away! I’m still here!” how could he think something like that about her? Shouldn’t he know better than this?
Forthill sighed sadly. “I can only hope she’ll return when she’s ready.” He pushed a door open to a bathroom. “Why don’t you take a shower while I prepare you a meal. We can talk more then. I hope you’re not allergic to chocolate chip pancakes?”
Stepping into the bathroom, he pulled out some towels from the cabinet underneath the sink, setting them down on the counter. “Careful with the lock, it sticks a little.” He warned, before leaving Michael to it.
Jedi stood awkwardly for a moment. “Uhm… meet you in the kitchen, I guess?” She stepped out through the walls, moving into the kitchen and sitting on the table to watch Forthill putter around to make food.
❛ ran away? ❜ michael echoed, the confusion visible on his face.
he didn’t know. of course he didn’t—if he had, then jedi wouldn’t be wandering aimlessly. her body would have been found. he felt a twinge of pity for the girl, looking over to her as she argued against deaf ears.
he followed after the priest, trying to find a way to explain the situation when he was lead to the bathroom. shower. food. that sounded so nice.
❛ i don’t have any allergies. ❜
one of the perks of having satan as your father, he supposed. he then felt as if a bitter taste entered his mouth upon thinking of his father. he had abandoned him. he tried not to think of it as he stepped into the bathroom, barely giving jedi a nod of acknowledgement.
the water soon cleansed him of his anger—as well as the filth that had stuck to him. he was lucky the blood had been covered by the dirt, else father forthill would likely have had many questions that he did not know how to answer.
he stayed in there far longer than he meant to, lost in his thoughts. when he finally emerged, he felt a sense of relief he hadn’t felt since his time with ms. mead. he then frowned. he missed her dearly.
he reached up to mess with his hair, giving himself one last glance in the mirror before he stepped out to meet the priest and the girl in the kitchen. he didn’t know why he was so nervous.
❛ i didn’t take too long, did i? ❜
evermerciful:
The doctor was caught off guard with his last question, it being something she certainly didn’t expect. After all, when was one ever asked about witches?
“Witches? That’s an unusual question…” The doctor’s brows came together as she was unsure of how to answer his question, her blue eyes glued to him in thought as it was quite random to the woman. Witches? Sure there were the mass witch hunts across the globe years ago of free-thinking smart women that were persecuted under the title of “witch”. But as in the fairytale witches? Was this a joke?
A snort and grin came over her features and just shook her head. “It’s a superstition. I understand that there are religions that involve such people but that’s just what it is, belief. Magic does not exist, science does. It took centuries for free-minded smart women to be acknowledged as I believe that’s what the ‘witches’ were back in the mass hunts years ago.”
michael hummed in response to the woman’s answer, finally lifting his cup to his lips to hide the smile forming underneath. there was something ironic about an angel not believing in such things. his suspicions had been all but confirmed; angela ziegler did not remember her past. he could use that.
❛ there are some who would argue against you. ❜
he set his cup back down, readjusting the lid back into place as he brought his gaze back up to the woman. whatever happened to her must have been severe to cause her to lose her faith. he’d heard of fallen angels, but they always kept one’s belief in god—even if it was through bitterness.
❛ while it is true that many young women were burned for their intellect, there were some who were punished for their abilities as well. ❜ he smiled. ❛ i would know. i’ve met them. ❜
it was a bold statement. reckless, even. revealing himself to someone who he’s known for only a few hours. but he needed to know what kind of person she was like. would she laugh at him? call him a liar? her reaction would tell him all he needed to know, then he could build around that.
❛ do you believe me? ❜
bathtubwoes:
“I get that.” Violet replied to his words calmly. “But if you keep killing random people here, you’re going to do it elsewhere. And then get yourself arrested, or worse.” she had always been the one for sense and reason, despite understanding why he was so frustrated with the system. They were related after all. Similar views. But someone had to be the realist, they both couldn’t just live in Fantasy Land.
When his expression fell, it made her automatically feel guilty. Oh, great. Good job, Vi. After she headed upstairs to change while he went to talk to their guardian, she heard him barrel up the stairs like a herd of elephants, to his room. Sure enough, a burst of energy shot past the bathroom as well. Her brother, of course.
Exhaling a long sigh, Violet hobbled into the upstairs hall, trying to tug one of her shoes on as she walked. Her foot stamped down on the floor boards, settling itself neatly in her Converse sneaker. Following after him, she took the stairs two by two, heading to the front door. Waiting.
“I don’t care what Mead said. No setting shit on fire. No impaling people. No making birds fly into windows. If someone is walking their dog, smile, and leave it alone. And don’t summon Satan on the beach, either. If someone pisses you off in a store, let me deal with it. Okay?”
michael stood at the door impatiently, rocking back and forth on his heels as he watched his sister come down the stairs. he nearly rolled his eyes at her lecture, but refrained for the sake of not starting an argument. if she got mad at him, she wouldn’t take him anywhere. however he couldn’t help himself at the comment relating to his father.
❛ don’t be ridiculous. i don’t think my father would care about the beach. ❜
he wasn’t sure what his father would care about. but he doubted it would have anything to do with him going to the beach. though he seemed pleased whenever michael spilled blood. which violet had just advised against.
he sighed. everything was so confusing. following everyone’s rules while trying to content his father was exhausting. the only time his father communicated with him was when there was bloodshed, but he wasn’t allowed to? he’d make sense of it eventually, he was certain of it.
❛ fine. ❜
after that reluctant agreement, he gave his sister another bright smile.
❛ can we go now? ❜
I’M BACK
// ok so the last couple weeks have been the most stressful of my life and absolutely killed my inspiration, so i wasn’t able to come on here much apart from checking things every now and then. BUT. i am officially back and my michael muse is stronger than ever. i will get to everything i need to within today or tomorrow and will be giving options for new threads as well. i missed you guys!
// ok so i currently owe 11 replies and one starter, i will be getting to those as soon as i can. my home life has gotten a little crazy but i promise im still here! please be patient with me and i will get back to you all very soon <3
epeolxtry:
“ He was cast down there long ago, as I was banished from Eden, ” luckily her exile was a little less strict. After all it had been expected that she would simply walk the earth until she died a very mortal death some decades later. If only she hadn’t been underestimated.
Lilith did not take to it so lightly, she did not wallow in her dejection. Instead she got angry, and she took that anger and did what only one other had ever done - she created LIFE. She ripped and clawed at her skin, she turned herself into something unseen before and then she birthed thousands of demons to take with her to hell where she gifted them to Lucifer. A gift to a king, from his queen.
And as promised, she was given the child she longed for.
And he was perfect.
“ I am here to be your everything, Michael. Your guide, your protector, your carer, ” he held such power in him that none of these mortals could understand or dare touch. It wasn’t his fault he hadn’t been raised to understand it.
“ We will bring this world to its knees. ”
michael frowned in thought, his gaze lowering. many tried to take michael under their wing, for reasons of their own. constance, it was her ego and her obligation to her son. ben, who was denied the opportunity to watch his own child grow up. the warlocks, only because they sought power over the coven. ms. mead... he saw her as the mother he never had. but even he knew he only came under her care because of his father.
he suspected this woman would have the same motivations.
❛ many find it difficult to provide that role. ❜
he raised his eyes back to her, taking a cautious step towards her. returning the distance that he had previously denied. he didn’t have anyone. he knew that much. but this woman knew of his father, perhaps more than anyone he’d met. he needed that.
❛ but if my father’s trust lies in you, then so does mine. ❜
as far as he could see, this was the best option presented to him. his father must have willed it so. if lilith was to help him, he saw no reason to turn her away.
Apocalypse | 1984
“We were supposed to be cooking. But, it looks like a murder occurred in here.” (Xavier)
❛ yeah, you’re telling me. ❜
xavier looked around at their surroundings, a twinge of amusement in his voice.
❛ though that’s probably because of the actual, y’know, murder. seems to be quite common in this place. ❜
“ Just take me, please. Okay? Whatever you need, I will do it. ”
I was always going to win, Miss Supreme.
Oh myyy ...
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