-- CHAOS

She's twisted, he's a rebel, she's sick, he's hard to handle. Variety pack. Read the rules. Multiple muses, multi-ship 18+ | Semi selective. Roleplay only.

[chaoticmemories]

“please say you love me” // buggy x chuck

For a moment he felt like as if everything stopped, his heart, his breathing. Green eyes stared back up at her and he was unable to form words at first and when he did open his mouth it was dry, his throat was scratchy and he felt trapped. It was a put on spot kind of thing and he was never good at that and the fear he felt didn’t help matters. “I-I do, I do love you Nat,” his breath was shaky and he was trying to force a smile on but it was clear as day how uncomfortable he was with his expressions, his fidgeting, unable to keep staring ahead at her. “But I love you so much...I don’t...I don’t want to be a part of your pain. And...I..I really suck you know, I’m bad at...everything. Plus I’ve got this shitty Dad bod..not all muscles, tattoos...” Dustin sighed, looking down at the floor for a moment as he kicked himself mentally for being like this. He hated it, hated himself. Wouldn’t trust himself, especially not to hurt someone he cared about as much as he did her. “I don’t want to hurt you...and I would. You’ve known me enough to see...I..just, I have bad luck.”

[chaoticmemories]

"AH" // marty x will, leaving this one up to the gods

Memes || Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

Memes || Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

Thud! Will’s back hit the wall harshly, eyes shut on impact and he hadn’t expected what was to come after that. If anything he thought it’d be another moment where Marty socked him hard enough he could see stars. But the feeling of the other’s lips on his had his whole body tense up and for a moment he’d forgotten how to even move. Hands were still up against the older brit’s chest but dare he say the surprise wasn’t all as bad as he’d expected. However it was still Marty, it was still the one person who could get under his skin as bad as he did and make him feel small, horrible, probably the worst he could ever imagine feeling and he didn’t even know why. The man he despised. And yet it wasn’t until a moment later he tried to shove the other back but he was being pinned up so tightly against the wall he could feel it digging into his back. “What the fuck, fucking tosser!” he shouted, trying to squirm out of his grasp. “Whatever kind of bullshit games you got, I don’t want to play Marty! Either you fucking punch me in the mouth or piss off already.”

[chaoticmemories]

“please say you love me” // kenny x chuck

Chuck froze, unaware just what to say at that moment because up until then everything had been okay and even as much as it hurt seeing the man he love near daily recently there was a relief that they were still on good terms even if it was hard just to be around one another. Somehow he’d managed and even if they weren’t together he still felt that just being with him in the time they were together it’d helped him grow, maybe become stronger, if anything. “Tyson...” he began, looking to the other still just completely shocked that he’d said that because it was out of nowhere at all. But the tone of his voice, looking into his eyes, his stomach was turning and he felt guilty for not having said it back immediately and letting that fear stop him or even seem as if he didn’t, because anyone who knew him knew otherwise. “I do love you Ty, I’ve always loved you...I’m always going to love you. I love you more than I love myself. You know that...” Green eyes blinked a few times before he nervously shoved both hands into his pockets as he looked down. “...I hope that’s something you never forget.”

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

“Fuck” Sentence Starters

Angry

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Fuck this.”

“Get the fuck out of here.”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Fuck that!”

“I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”

“Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”

“Shut the fuck up.“

“Get your fucking act together.”

“Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”

“Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”

“Get your fucking hands off of me!”

“Stay the fuck away from me.”

“Who stole my fucking shit?!”

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”

“You wanna fucking go, punk?”

“Get the fuck over it.”

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“What the fuck do you want from me?”

Sad

“Fuck life.” 

“No, I’m not fucking over it.”

“Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”

“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

“Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”

“I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”

“Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”

“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”

“I fucking miss him/her/them.”

“Who the fuck cares?”

“All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”

“I fucked up my own life.”

“I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”

Insults

“Fuck you!”

“I fucked your mom last night.” 

“You’re a fucking asshole.”

“You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?” 

“Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?” 

“Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“Motherfucker!”

“Wow, that’s fucking small.”

“Get the fuck over yourself.”

Sexy

“Fuck me.”

“I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”

“I’d fuck you all night long.”

“You look like a fucking dog in heat.”

“You look so fucking hot right now.”

“Fuck–faster~”

“FUCK, I’m gonna come!”

“I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”

“Babe, fuck–not here.”

“You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”

“I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”

“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”

“F-fuck–please–~”

“I’d let you fuck me any day.”

“You better use a fucking condom.”

“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”

“Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”

“Fuck, it’s big.”

“Let’s make a fucking baby.”

Situations

“Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”

“How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”

“Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”

“I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”

“This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”

“It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”

“Fuck, I’m so wasted.”

“What the fuck did we do last night?”

“Where the fuck am I?”

“Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”

“Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”

“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”

“Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”

“Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”

“It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”

“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”

[chaoticmemories]

falliingapart:

chaoticmemories said:  “DON’T” ( Will / Bea )

✉ :: [MEMES] -  Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

Bea’s shoulders and back collided with the wall before she barely had a chance to register what was happening.  “Billy!” came out the high pitched squeal in response, her own hands coming up to press against his chest, fists balling up with the fabric of his shirt in them.  It was meant to be a fight to free herself, but.. it was more like an attempt to keep him from going anywhere himself.  The alcohol she had ingested earlier, she could blame it for making her head fuzzy.  Couldn’t she…?  “What are you doing?”  Their words were supposed to be demanding and angry - only they came out soft and pleading. “Katy’s waiting for me…”

From the moment Will had spotted her tonight he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her and no matter what he couldn’t convince himself to say anything. No matter how many shots he’d put away it wasn’t enough...at least he thought, only, in the moment he panicked because he thought that would be it. Chance lost. “Bea look...” he could barely get it out without just staring at her, his hands coming down from her shoulders and down her arms. For him it wasn’t an hesitation on his end it was just underlined with concerned for her and how she’d react, otherwise it’d been sooner, still he couldn’t fight the urge any longer. Leaning in he brought his lips to hers, gently though and not pushing her despite having come at her so strongly before hand. “Tell her you’re busy...tell her..we need to talk...” he went on, moving in to where his lips met her jaw and slowly went up towards her ear, “Please....I need you.”

[chaoticmemories]

etcompany:

@chaoticmemories asked;  “I got drunk, threw up, got high, and came here.” ( kevin / shane )

“I–” honestly, Shane had no real idea how to react right now. It felt like it had to have been so long since he’d seen Kevin, and this was the state that he came to him in. Maybe it shouldn’t have been surprising - neither of them were the greatest at… well, anything. Folding his arms over his chest for a second, he shuffled between his feet for a second before letting his arms drop again. “Are you like–” okay? Was he allowed to ask that question anymore? Was he allowed to care so much? Swallowing hard, his features softened before he stepped out of his doorway to give the other a safe passage through to his apartment, “…do you wanna come in?”  

It had been a long time since he found himself at the bottom of a bottle and it was against everything he’d worked so hard to accomplish in stopping but being in Florida again brought back all the things he’d tried to forget. Specifically, who he tried to forget. Drunk him though did little forgetting and if anything gave him that push he needed to get there. Even though it’s what got him there, seeing him again seemed to snap what was anger at first and when he heard Shane speak again he could feel the lump in his throat. “Me?” he laughed, leaning against the doorway to keep himself up right, eyes bloodshot and a huge smile remained on his face. Kevin never even answered, having forgot in his state of mind as he stumbled in the other mans apartment as the offer was made.

For a moment he looked around, back turned to the other and he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks but it wasn’t from the anger but the strong fight to hold back the tears that started to come. Kevin turned around, his bottom lip trembled a bit as he took a deep breath, “I really thought you’d come see me...” his words were so low you could just barely hear it. This wasn’t how he planned this to be but that’s because he didn’t plan it, hand now running up through his hair to try and make it sit back from out of his eyes but the moment he stopped it fell back into his face. “It hurt...when you didn’t come for me. But I understood because you...you couldn’t love me like that...but-but I thought...” his head dropped and he was now fumbling with the scarf around his neck. “I thought you cared...I thought...when I was---sick...you’d have at least checked on me--checked to see if I was even alive....”

[melamemea]

don’t let me go//let me go.

for the painful part .

“please… i’m scared.”

“i need you to say it —”

“please say you love me”

“don’t let go”

“don’t give up on me”

“don’t give up on us”

“please call me back”

“i never meant for this to happen”

“i didn’t — intend to say that”

“no! you got it all wrong” 

“i—”

“please… please don’t leave me”

“you can’t — mean that…”

“why are you saying all this?!”

“what does that mean!?”

“why are you — telling me this now —”

“what… ? i don’t… understand?”

“was it – something i said…?”

“was it – something i did…?”

“please, talk to me.”

“please – tell me what’s wrong”

“please, please just  — listen to me!”

“that’s not what i said!”

“what i meant was (…)”

“are you – leaving me…?”

“you – … no — not you too, no, please…”

“you’re all i have – please don’t do this…”

for the also painful part.

“i think it’s best if we stop here.”

“i had fun but – i just can’t do this anymore.”

“i don’t feel the same way you do.”

“it’s — it’s not you, it’s me and… i don’t love you.”

“it’s over, okay?”

“i have to end this now before it escalates into you being hurt.”

“this isn’t easy for me either, but we’re just — different.”

“we’re not at the same page right now, I can’t do this.”

“i can’t live like this anymore.”

“i can’t do this anymore.”

“it feels fake from my side. i can’t lie to you anymore.”

“i don’t want to hurt you anymore.”

“i said that… it’s over.”

“i need a break. we need a break…”

“we have to stop, please.”

“i can’t give you want you want. i’m sorry.”

“i’m sorry.”

“i’m sorry i wasted your time.”

“i don’t love you, i never did —”

“we’re just not meant to be, okay?”

“this is not meant to be.”

“i need to leave.”

“you have to let me go.”

[chaoticmemories]

“AH” // marty at will *shrug*

Memes || Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER chooseMemes || Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

Before his back ever hit the wall his blood was already boiling and not even hesitating he used all of the strength he could with his right hand as he pressed it into Marty's chest. "Fuck is your problem mate!" Will exclaimed, flipping his Lucha Forever snapback from his head and then spreading both arms out in a challenging manner even if it was hardly directed at the person it was meant. "You want to go? We'll fucking go but don't try to stop me from leaving. I don't have to deal with this rubbish. Lot of you can go fuck about and make a mess and yeah usually I am down..but..." His temper had got the better of him it seemed, unable to even process his thoughts because he was seeing red. It'd started when someone said something and then when Marty tried to prevent him from leaving. "Just piss off Marty because I'm not in the mood for your shit, if you want someone else to push about then go find someone else to irritate the piss out of!" The younger brit pushed passed him for a moment about to walk away before turning quickly on his heels as he proceeded to try and snatch his hat from where he flung it earlier. Will managed to drop it at least twice with a loud huff as he stood back up straight, trying to push back strands of his blonde hair from his face. “What’d you want anyways?”

[chaoticmemories]

“UNF” // marty @ chuck *shrug*

Memes || Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

It'd caught him off guard the moment he found his back pressed up against the wall with Marty barely leaving any room between them causing Chuck to have his hands out up against the others chest, an awkward laugh now escaping his lips as he tried to gently give the other a push back even if it was just enough to where they didn't touch anymore. "Come on man, if you're that eager to put me on your kiss list at least wait until the next match or...whatever it is, you do...when you--" he stopped mid ramble for a moment as he stared at the other. Kissing other men had been fine, but only in a wrestling ring or even just out of random as friends but this seemed much more than that. And much more than he'd ever expected from Marty. "That-..that was just you know? You're drinking right? Cool to kiss friends? Ha ha?" The Kentucky native gave a pat to Marty's chest as he once more gave an awkward laugh trying to not make much of the situation, hiding the red in his cheeks as he looked down now bringing one hand away to rub at the back of his neck nervously, unsure if it was him just imagining it or maybe it was one too many drinks. "I'm a lousy kisser anyways there's tons of hot babes here though..."

[hushedmusings]

PIN MY MUSE

Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY

Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

[chaoticmemories]

“Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, ‘I will try again tomorrow.”

[chaoticmemories]

tarnishedgvld:

A small laugh escaped Candice at Chuck’s reaction to simply being touched-pushed lightly, her eyebrow quirking slightly at how his expression contoured from stupid smile to unsatisfied grump in mere seconds - but that was all apart of his charm, or that was how she saw it.  Her arms crossed listening to him ramble on about how some people didn’t do Christmas, how they might do the day a whole lot worse than those who did; she was getting close to tuning him out for a moment but when her body was pulled closer her attention diverted back to him.  Hazel eyes immediately focused on Chuck, a part of her surprised that he didn’t find some way to decline her ‘offer’, her lips pressing together to avoid any sort of overjoyed smile to cross over her face.  “Of course it will mean that I’ll be making a bunch of cool sweets .. I just needed someone to share those sweets with - even if that person might over eat, try to take off his pants and bitch the moment start fussing over it.”  At the mention of gifts, Candice couldn’t help but chew back on her bottom lip before shaking her head quickly, “Gifts… it’s okay … I’m probably going to leave it to you asking around but…. I don’t think anything is going to keep people from thinking that you are a creep … it’s just a part of your … charm, I guess.” 

Just at the thought of her making food had him reaching down with his free hand now rubbing at his stomach even going so far to poke it out in amusement to himself for a moment until her next statement came. Chuck’s mouth dropped as he removed his arm from around her, “You’re a jerk!” he retaliated with a huff, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m serious Candice! If you don’t tell me or someone else doesn’t you’ll end up getting..I dunno, a candle. Right? Women like candle and...anything that smells...good.” A sly grin crept across his lips now sucking his stomach in a bit and puffing his chest out, “I smell good. I smell really good but you won’t get to know because you are smelly and the absolute worst. You maybe suck more than Adam Cole but that’s a close call.” Dustin took a glance over his shoulder at her before a small sigh escaped as he turned to face her. “Even if it’s super lame, I’d eat sweets, drink hot chocolate, sing dumb Christmas songs if you want...but only because you’re kinda okay, sometimes. Plus you’ve helped me a lot...so. Only for you though..if you tell anyone, I’ll deny everything!”

[mitchtheficus]

The Fun Romp in Japan Continues…

[chaoticmemories]

tarnishedgvld:

@chaoticmemories liked for a holiday starter - (chuck) 

Christmas, or any holiday, was never something that should have been spent alone regardless of who you were or what you had done, it was just how she thought.  It might’ve been presumptuous of her to think that he was even going to be alone, however it didn’t stop her from walking towards the younger just to discuss plans - even if he wasn’t even going to be in the country at the time.  Her petite hand pressed against his arm as she gave a rough shove to the lanky man, a smirk twitching across her thin lips.  “You should,” her voice flowed out sing-songy by nature, almost teasingly, “definitely join me for the holidays.”  She pulled her hand back behind her back, bobbing back on her heels hoping that her own nervous energy had radiated stronger than confident tone she had attempted to take on moments ago in her rather demanding request.  

Caught off guard Chuck’s body jumped at the touch but only slightly before a huge smile appeared across his lips as he looked to the small woman in front of him. He couldn’t help greeting her with it however his nose then scrunched up and he gave her this unsatisfied look. “You know some people don’t actually celebrate Christmas? To them it’s just another day, they think we are the weird ones for doing it or you know...worse.” he rambled on, shrugging his shoulders. “I guess since you’re so nice to me and giving me no other option here...” With a roll of his green eyes a long arm wrapped itself around her tiny frame to pull her close. “Does this mean you’re going to make a lot of cool sweets that taste so good I can’t stop and then you’ll fuss me when I unzip my pants and don’t want to move?” Had it been almost anyone else and he would have declined the offer, but there was no saying no to Candice. Not unless he wanted to deal with her pout or worse. “....I’m not good at gifts, you’d have to tell me things you like...or..maybe I’ll just ask around...as long as it isn’t picking out underwear...they’d think I was a creep or something then!”

[inkskinned]

The more a girl looks like she could kill me the more I would die for her.

[chaoticmemories]

We all have layers. 

[mememaniamastermind]

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