you may think you’re winning this heartbreak, but you’re not gonna win it ‘cause CHECKMATE.
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you may think you’re winning this heartbreak, but you’re not gonna win it ‘cause CHECKMATE.
multimuse ft. muses from a variety of fandoms. revamped jan 2020. template.
i know i moved blogs, see the list of those blogs here
but uh can y’all vote on this poll for me
lowkey tags @loadcd bc i know u know at least one of these ocs
GEORGINA’S BLOG ROUNDUP.
sisterpadilla:
SISTERPADILLA // 13 reasons why oc, tony’s sister. high activity.
VRONICAMARS // veronica mars. medium - high activity.
PROMSURVIVED // sue snell. medium - high activity. sideblog to sisterpadilla.
SISTERJOCK // 13 reasons why oc, ryan’s sister. medium activity.
CODAKILLED // beth greene. low - medium activity.
Me? Highly considering abandoning my multi? It's more likely than you think
sisterpadilla:
i made my scream oc again
guess whos gonna make a solo blog for her old scream oc
i havent been here bc ive been on my 13rw oc eve, muse for anyone other than her has been low
↳ @paladoctor // starter call
“ i wasn’t saving you, i was saving me. saving you was just a by - product. ”
STARTER CALL. length will vary. there’s a high - ish chance it’ll be from sarah or dr abrams bc i watched day 5 literally the entire night
I just thought about veronica mars for .2 seconds and now I wanna pick up 58 veronica mars muses
EVERYBODY HAS A STORY, but not everyone has the voice or the courage to tell it.
(polaroid template)
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this post includes dialogue spoilers for DEADPOOL 2. you’ve been warned.
feel free to change pronouns / wording !
❝ what a dick ! ❞
❝ i took a catnap on twelve hundred gallons of high test fuel. ❞
❝ i’m gonna touch them all over. ❞
❝ i don’t speak cantonese. ❞
❝ i don’t bargain, pumpkin fucker. ❞
❝ do not go in there ! ❞
❝ oh god ! time out, time out ! ❞
❝ too exotic ? ❞
❝ i got blood right in my open eye ! ❞
❝ i’m so glad i left the kiddos at home. ❞
❝ that babysitter of yours is high as fuck right now. ❞
❝ every good family film starts with a vicious murder, bambi, the lion king, saw seven. ❞
❝ listen, confidence isn’t something you have it’s something you create. ❞
❝ start the fucking car ! ❞
❝ i shit my pants. ❞
❝ i want to belong to something. ❞
❝ i want to become a contract killer. ❞
❝ i can’t wait to never speak of this. ❞
❝ oh, well that’s - that’s just the most beautiful thing i’ve ever - i don’t know what this is. ❞
❝ can you hear me ? ❞
❝ kids, they give a chance to be better than we are, better than we used to be. ❞
❝ you are a lot smarter than i look. ❞
❝ thank god i didn’t have t’ use the cream cheese speader. ❞
❝ go home, you’ve been here for three days. ❞
❝ you know what FINE stands for ? fucked up, insecure, needy and emotional. ❞
❝ don’t you know how t’ knock ? ❞
❝ i thought you saw me with your ears. ❞
❝ can’t really live ‘til we’ve died a little. ❞
❝ what in the fuck knuckles is this ? ❞
❝ should’ve brought my rape whistle. ❞
❝ first off, i’m not even a virgin. ❞
❝ you always make it hard. ❞
❝ like beyoncé says, please, please stop cheating on me. ❞
❝ come quietly, or there will be trouble. ❞
❝ put your hands behind your knees and get down on your head, now ! ❞
❝ rules are meant to be broken. ❞
❝ those guys hurt you ? ❞
❝ i fight for what’s right. ❞
❝ you’re so dark ! are you sure you’re not from the dc universe ? ❞
❝ we need a secret code. ❞
❝ am i gettin’ catfished here or ? ❞
❝ isn’t that a little derivative ? ❞
❝ you’ve been chosen by a higher power. ❞
❝ never underestimate a man with a moustache. ❞
❝ he’s going in through the back ! oh god, he’s inside ! ❞
❝ i’d ask who you are but you’ll be dead in a second. ❞
❝ ooh. somebody knows … karate. ❞
❝ something is so terribly, terribly wrong. ❞
❝ i should’ve worn my white pants. ❞
❝ i’m gonna rip you in half now. ❞
❝ you’re not the revenge type. ❞
❝ wha’d’ you want me t’ say, huh ? ❞
❝ what’s ________ got that i don’t have ? ❞
❝ all i told him was everything he wanted to know. ❞
❝ is this apartment listed on tinder ? grindr ? ❞
❝ well, that’s just lazy writing. ❞
❝ you remind me of my wife. ❞
❝ so what’s it gonna be, handsome ? ❞
❝ and that, is why you never eat a raw starfish. it’s just common sense. ❞
❝ i will bathe in the blood of your enemies. ❞
❝ boom ! spoiler alert. ❞
❝ i’m a grower, not a shower. ❞
❝ you should never meet your heroes because honestly, he’s a bit of a dick. ❞
❝ i don’t deserve your friendship, or your help. ❞
❝ damn it feels good t’ be a gangster ! ❞
❝ it’s not a great analogy. ❞
❝ i told you i care about you. ❞
❝ i don’t wanna die without an audience. ❞
❝ is there a knife in my dick ? ❞
❝ what the fuck is dubstep ? ❞
I HAVE ONE ( 1 ) DRAFT REMAINING and like 28 million memes but i’m lazy and bored so im done for a while
↳ selfsaving - ryan
HE SCOFFS A LAUGH , CAN’T HELP BUT AGREE. jack’s pretty much a ROCK the rest of them can count on —— first one who’d made an effort to fix up their shelter to something actually zombie - proof , sort out supplies … pretty much everything useful that keeps them alive. “ you’re right , you’re right. thank fuck for jack. ” ( though , of course , he’d never say it in EARSHOT of the other ).
THE PROTEIN BAR IS FINISHED OFF with a slight grimace and the rest of his water follows it down. and ryan feels a lot BETTER for it. looks off into the distance for the horizon , tries to convince himself that’s the beginning of a little sun making appearances over there. sort of ABSENTMINDED as he talks to michael. “ alright. make sure you look after yourself a little —— you’re no good if you’re bleeding all over the place. we’ve got plenty of bandages inside if you need ‘em. i’m probably gonna spend tomorrow working on med supplies anyway. ” it’s funny how DOMESTIC their conversations can sound sometimes // a sort of trap that makes them feel as if this life isn’t a matter of SURVIVAL.
THERE’S A HOWLING SOMEWHERE IN THE DISTANCE and ryan turns back to see dark figures looming at the top of the hill. muscles TENSE in his arms , ready for the next wave. “ here they come. you better get up on the roof again. ” gun raises , following the head of the first one running towards them. doesn’t fire until he’s called across to warn the others. “ MORE COMING ! ”
PEOPLE ALWAYS TELL HIM TO LOOK AFTER HIMSELF, BUT HE NEVER DOES. it's not on purpose, not really, he just never gets around to it. he protects people, he fights the undead and he looks out for his group. half of the time his life is too action - packed for him to remember things like drinking yucca or eating a protein bar. the only calm they ever get is the few moments after one storm ends and the next one begins.
THE MOMENT HE SEES THEM he's racing through the house to get back to the roof. right past the yucca, no acknowledgement of the conversation that just passed. it's about survival now, nothing else. “ LET'S GO ! ” shouted from the rooftop, an attempt to kick into gear anyone who hadn't yet began to fight back. their house held up so far, they have no choice but to hold it up just a little longer. bow is drawn and fired countless times, the ground below them looking like the scene of a massacre. the spikes slow some of them down, but the spikes are getting so piled with corpses that the dead are starting to climb right over them.
“ I SEE THE SUN ! ” slight excitement in his voice, a promise hidden between the words: WE’RE GONNA MAKE IT. it's only the beginning of the sun, only the slightest bit of hope, but that's all it takes. within the hour it should be daylight and things will be easier. not easy, not by a long shot, but not as bad as it is now.
↳ selfsaving - ryan
FOR ONCE , IT’S ACTUALLY A RELIEF TO HEAR GEOFF BEGIN TO SCREAM. let’s out a sigh as worry recedes a little and his heart begins to calm to something normal. “ YEAH , YEAH … ” brushes away geoff’s shrieks as he pushes himself up to a sitting position , still SORE and more than a little bruised. “ but you DIDN’T. you should be thanking me ! i just saved our asses. ” GRANTED : in a somewhat unorthodox way , but still he can only imagine the gory shreds of them that would be left if they’d stayed above.
AUTOMATICALLY ryan shuffles backwards , AWAY from the perilous drop that threatens so nearby. gets his back against a wall ( not totally trusting the structural integrity of the floor that’s left ). “ just … come away from the edge , alright ? and stop SCREAMING. ” gaze wanders up to the outline of the window , wondering if any foolhardy zombies will be trying to follow them. none have SO FAR , and he can’t imagine that half - rotted bodies will survive the fall in any better state than theirs did. any pursuers more that likely will end up as no more than an unpleasant splatter of guts on landing.
BUT IT’S UNLIKELY THE HOTEL IS SAFE. even if they’ve escaped ONE danger , there’ll be more. other entrances // hidden threats. especially at this time of night. they need to get somewhere SAFE somehow before they’re facing the same problem all over again.
“ GEOFF. SHUSH. ” tone becomes a little more commanding // hoping geoff will FORGIVE his little stunt sooner rather than later. “ we gotta find a room or something. somewhere we can HIDE until morning. or … a way down. see if we can make a break for it. ” looks over to the other in dim light , hard to see anything with no light source but a dappled moon. “ you alright ? are you hurt ? ”
GEOFF IS A MAN FULL OF PANIC, A MAN CONSTANTLY READY TO SCREAM. whether or not that's a good thing is up for debate, though in situations like this where words fail him a scream can be just what they need. after all, it told ryan he was alive and well. actually, it didn't attest to the 'well' part, but it definitely showed he was alive. “ THANKING YOU ? ” even that comes out as almost a scream, most definitely had hints of a yell. geoff is a loud man, especially in times of stress. “ yeah, sure, THANKS RYAN !! thanks for flinging me through a window and almost dropping me down a deep as dicks hole that I can't even see the bottom of !! ” but he is grateful for ryan getting them off that roof. he isn't gonna say it because he's so caught up in how close he was to certain death just a second ago, but he's thinking it.
“ AND STOP SCREAMING !! ” geoff mocks in a high pitched voice that sounds nothing at all like ryan. at least as he's mocking ryan he's backing away from the edge, shuffling across the ground until he's right next to ryan. “ I happen to scream the perfect amount for someone in my situation. ” not true, not true at all. “ and I'm fine. I think. ”
“ OH, I KNOW A WAY DOWN !! ” you can still hear the annoyance in his voice as he gestures wildly to the hole in the floor that goes down far enough that he couldn't see the floor even when he was dangling over the edge. “ we should stay inside. if we hide in a room long enough we might lose 'em, going outside means we've lost all the cover we've got. ” he feels much safer with a door between himself and the dead than he does running for his life. “ plus, the first floor is probably full of them. ” they could've just walked right in, and no doubt that the sound of the glass shattering drew a couple in. that is, if the sound even reached the ground.
“ WE SHOULD GO DOWN A FEW FLOORS. ” he hardly thought the stairs would be in a safe working condition if it came down to running down them, but sneaking and stepping gently should work in their favor. “ hide in a room with a balcony, one where if we get cornered we can just JUMP OUT A WINDOW. ”
↳ holiestwars - jennifer
She was buzzed. Her mother had taken a valium nap that had lasted half the week, so Jennifer felt little to no guilt about pilfering her liquor cabinet before taking refuge at the Lesnicki house. It was a pretty standard itinerary for them and had been since Jennifer was old enough to operate a telephone. At least now she knew to take pizza money from her mother’s unattended purse before heading out the door, overnight bag in tow, and climbing into Ms. Lesnicki’s Nissan. Pizza money had turned into cigarettes and now a bottle of tequila here and there. Just to keep things interesting.
The cheerleader lay out the length of Needy’s bed, her hair sprawled out by her friend’s feet, one leg bent as she stared up at the ceiling. It wasn’t doing that pleasant thing where it slowly spiraled away from her yet, but her glass was still half full. She turned to the side, propping her chin up on one hand as she made a study of her friend. “Come on, Needy, don’t be so JV. You can have a margarita without being an alcoholic.” Calling her blended concoction a margarita was being overly generous.
Needy isn't much of a drinker, doesn't have much of anything like that really. Call it innocence or call it a lack of interest, either way Needy Lesnicki is not one for endless drinking and parties that go on until sunrise. Of course this isn't really like that, it's just her and Jennifer in her room as is such a normal occurrence. One drink probably wouldn't hurt.
And yet the concoction in her hand remains untouched, a stark contrast to Jennifer who drinks it with ease. “I don't think you can just call drinks margaritas, like I'm pretty sure margaritas are a specific thing.” She knows Jennifer isn't really gonna care about that, though. She also knows that Jennifer really wants her to drink this, and when has she ever said no to Jennifer? She takes a sip, small and un-menacing, and can't help her face contorting into a slight grimace. Definitely stronger than she expected. “What did you put in this?”