Bottom Bitch Milkovich

Likin' what I like don't make me a bitch.

[bottomxmilkobitch]

Dying rp Starters

"Stay with me. Come on, just a little longer."

"You're gonna be fine, okay? You... You'll be fine."

"No. Oh, no. No no no. This can't happen. No. You can't die."

"Shush, just concentrate on staying awake, okay? Don't sleep."

"Oh my god... Don't give up! You can't give up!"

"You can make it through this. I know you can. Y-you have to..."

"Where did they shoot you!? Where did they sh-- Oh... Oh, god... Oh please no..."

"The doctor explained everything to me... I... I can't just let you go like this. I need you."

"Oh, god. Please be alive. Please still be alive."

"There's nothing they can do. I-- I'm so sorry."

"No. They're wrong. They're wrong, okay? You're not gonna die."

"Please, fight this. You have to fight it. You have to live."

"Don't die... Don't die on me. Please..."

"Listen to my voice, okay? I need you to stay with me. I'm bringing you to the hospital."

"I wish I could tell you everything was going to be fine..."

"Come on, now. You've lived through worse than this. Just... Just live through this too."

"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."

[reblogkarma-blog]

Someone slipped something in my character's drink at the bar; they've been tugged outside and beaten to a bloody pulp for lack of cooperation. How does your muse react upon stumbling across the scene?

[alienlooking-blog]

"I’m not, I think it’s sweet that your legs are so stumpy."

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                    "My legs are normals, you're the fucking Green Giant, but red."

[whitexwidow]

That’s all she had to hear. Pushing herself up, she started towards the door and held it open for him, expecting him to follow. 

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                 Mickey paused, heading to his bedroom first, grabbing the cash out of his sock drawer and his hidden picture of Ian. He shoved it into his wallet and then followed Mystique out the door. He licked his lips, "So how we gettin' to your fucking clubhouse or whatever shit it is?"

[whitexwidow]

Not necessarily. Sometimes it was, sometimes it wasn’t. It depends on where they were, and  more often than naught they were moving. 

                               ”Everything is better than this." 

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                         It was a fair point. "Alright." Mickey said, rubbing his hands on his jeans one more time. "Alright, you got a better place than this and some way to learn to control this. This shit I live with. I'll go."

[whitexwidow]

"That was the plan. Or you could stay here  with no knowledge of how to control your  abilities, and with another group of mutants knocking at your door. Your choice.”

              She wasn’t going to be give up on him that               easily, but if she gave off that vibe, she hoped               he would take the bait. 

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                  "Look? Is it better than living in this shit hole?" He gestured to the room around him, to the house, to the neighborhood to the whole situation he was in. "If it's better than this, I don't see what the fuck is keeping me here if you got a better deal on the table."

[whitexwidow]

                                   ❝ Yes. ❞

There wasn’t a mutant in the Brotherhood  with an ability exactly like his- which made  him so valuable- but there was one who  could teach him control. Emma Frost. 

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                  "Alright... alright so you-- want me to go with you or some shit? Leave and run off to your magic clubhouse or what the fuck ever?" He licked his lips, pressing his palms into his thighs and rubbing the sweat on his jeans.

[whitexwidow]

In a flash, she was back. With how jumpy and unrightfully crude he was, she decided not to turn into her natural form… yet. There were more pressing matters at hand than  what she can do and who she was.

               ❝ You’re right. I’m not, but I know others                     who are. There is a band of us called                     the Brotherhood. We look after our own. ❞ 

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                  "Brotherhood? What kinda gay ass name is that?" He inquired, the venom wasn't in his tone. It was said casually, like asking about the weather. He finished off his cigarette and ground it into the carpet beside the other. "Someone there know how to control this shit?"

[whitexwidow]

                              “Clearly.”

He proved her point. He couldn’t control it, and while the X Men would be better teachers, she couldn’t allow him to be brainwashed by them. 

When he asked what she could do, she  swiftly shifted into a exact copy of the  mutant before her with a slight smirk.

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                             Mickey jumped, blinking at her when she was suddenly... him. "Shit-- turn back, don't do that." He shook his head, holding the cigarette precariously in his lips as he spoke. "So you turn into people, great, how are you fucking qualified to help me with my shit?" Honestly, any excuse to leave he would take, but he knew how to work a good bargain out of someone-- he just had to get leaving on the table.

[whitexwidow]

She was momentarily distracted by  his cigarette to react to his stripper comment. Once it was burnt out, and grounded into the filthy carpet, she met his eyes once more.

            ❝ You have a gift. More importantly, you                   cannot control your gift. I’m here to help                  you- to extended an offer. ❞

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                               "Gift? Can't even smoke a god damn cigarette." He huffed, pulling another one out and trying again to smoke it. It worked that time. "What would you know about helping me? The fuck can you do anyway?" Mickey raised his eyebrows at her, mouth in a tight line when he didn't have the cigarette in his mouth.

[whitexwidow]

Brown eyes followed his every  movement, and she fought the  urge to roll them with bitter disgust. 

This guy lived like a pig.

                              ❝ Mystique. ❞

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                "The fuck? What kinda name is fucking Mystique. You a stripper?" He chided her, sitting down on the end of the coffee table and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. "What're you here for anyway? The fuck a mutant want with me?" Mickey lit the cigarette and as he brought it to his lips, it turned a vague blue and was burned down to the stub before he could even get a drag out of it. "Fucking..." He grumbled and ground it under his heel into the carpet.

[whitexwidow]

❝ I’m not the only one. I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m not the only visitor  you’ll have drop by this week. ❞

                   If the Brotherhood knew about him,                    the X Men wouldn’t be far behind.                     However, that was her objective:                    recruit him before they did.

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                  "Not the only one... Fucking... great. Jesus this is great." He pressed his fingers into his eyes, looking at the woman, "If you're in here, and you know I'm a mutant, I figure you know my fucking name?" Mickey looked around the room, grabbing a beer that had been sitting on the table, it was warm and half empty and he chugged it anyway.                                   "So who the fuck are you."

[whitexwidow]

Mystique made the decision not to stand. If she did she would be in the most opportune position to dodge a  bullet, but his gun didn’t frighten her. Not only that, but she didn’t want to make herself a threat. She wasn’t here to fight him. It was quite the opposite, actually. She was here to make a friend. 

Too bad she was terrible at it. 

              ❝ I’m a mutant. Just like you. ❞

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                               "Fuck." Mickey muttered softly, lowering his gun. He felt the world shift for a moment, colors taking on a more red tone as the light slowed down, "How'd you... how do you know about that." He licked his lips and scrubbed a hand over his eyes, waiting for the colors to return to normal before he let out his breath and looked at the woman.

[whitexwidow]

bottomxmilkobitch

[whitexwidow]

❝ Your house is disgusting.       Ever heard of a maid? ❞

           She had to wait for him for            nearly twenty minutes, and             she was appalled by the             state of his abode. It made             her skin crawl. Disgusting.

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                 "Son of a bitch, Jesus Christ!" Mickey jumped-- he had expected to be alone. Mandy was out working, Kenyatta was who the fuck cared where, and Svetlana was who also the fuck cared where. He pulled the gun out of his jacket, pointing the barrel between her eyes, "Who the fuck are you?"

                                  He tried to keep his breathing calm. Thankfully it wasn't being startled by petty criminals that got his heart racing in the bad way.

[morethantechsupport]

"Hey, don’t be a bitch, I could be arrested for this."

"I’m sorry! That won’t happen. I’m tapped into the call system so I’ll know before any officers are dispatched. Beside, we’d both end up in jail at this point. Thank you for doing this."

[bottomxmilkobitch]

                                "Yeah, yeah, keep your voice down, alright? You're fucking... shouting. And I don't do shit for free-- favors get favors. Don't forget that. I don't give discounts to friends or friends of friends or any of that bullshit."

[bottomxmilkobitch]

i need a whole book of different recipes and things to eat for different meals made of a variation of like 10 ingredients that are cheap and i can buy in bulk and look delicious bc i see a good recipe and then another one and i just want food that is classy but i don't wanna shop every day for new ingredients do you feel me

[bottomxmilkobitch]

haha

i went to mcdonalds

and then put a down payment on dragon age

and now i am even poorer

haha