this curtain has to fall

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[clawedstage-blog]

kiah gets calls from insurance claimers 3 states away and just goes Hello sir i am a baby. and hangs up

[buffysummers]

[agirlinhell]

@morefinesse

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me when i log on and dramas happening that i hear from my friends via discord and i struggle to rrespond to replies so im like its time to bully some dumb bitches on tumblr dot com

[sisterslain-a-deactivated201908]

Watch This Grown Man Teach His Niece How To Eat Like A Raccoon!

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hey bitch why did you steal my joke again. screencapped and sent to my lawyer

[penny-polendina-isms-blog]

Just a PSA

Reblog if you don’t ignore rps and asks but sometimes it takes you a while to think of a response, or you only have time to answer a question or two before doing other things.

[adreamyassortment]

“Are they following me because they’re interested in rping or do they just need the follow-back follower count?”

I’ve been seeing this a lot lately and I understand if people get miffed about it. I would be too. And I think it’s a good call to try and interact with folks by calling attention to it.

let it be known though

if I follow you but we never rp, it’s not that i’m using you to get my follower count up.

I’m just rlly bad at making the first move.

Follower count doesn’t mean squat to me since I know that it usually ends up being like, dead blogs I’ll never see again. So yeah. 

This is a post where I’m encouraging you, the reader, to make the first move. Just try and talk to the people you follow, even if you don’t think they’d be interested in rping ( provided you follow their rules on contact, mutuals, ect ). Maybe they wanna rp? Maybe they don’t. Your chances can only increase if you come with an idea to bring to the table, so just try it!

Maybe a friendship will happen, maybe it won’t. But at the VERY LEAST you can say you tried.

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@clawedstage  |  chose

               IT        WAS        TIMES        LIKE        THESE          that        Amanda         felt        any        type         of        solace.              NO        SURVIVORS        running        around                                                 no        Entity        to        report        to,            no        traps         to        PASS        THE        CURSED        TIME.              Just        Amanda,          THE        SILENCE,            and        the        pants        of        her        labored        breath        as        she         guided        herself        down        from        THE         HIGH        which        trials        gave        her.              OR        SHE        THOUGHT.              Initially,            the        other        went        UNNOTICED.              However,            Amanda’s        eyes          (      the        BLOOD        LUST        from        the        trial        still        swimming        in        them      )          found        him        standing        there.              CONFUSION        overtook        pale,            sickly        countenance        at        the        query.              ❝            The        trial        ???           ❞              The        Pig        asked,            wiping        the        SHEEN        OF        SWEAT        from        her        recently        unmasked        brow.              ❝          Yes,             ❞              she        spoke,            tossing        her        PRIZED        MASK        onto        the         nearest        workshop        table        beside        her.              ❝          But        WHY        do        I        get        the        feeling        that         wasn’t        your        question        ???             ❞

[clawedstage-blog]

when kiah usually watches amanda, it’s simply out of curiosity. he may not remember much of his past life, but he could remember how familiar amanda appeared to him at first glance. when he’d finally learned who she was, things began to clear, but his curiosity refused to fade.

“i didn’t really mean the trial, no.. more, your.. death, i think?”

kiah raises a hand to his mouth, slightly chewing on a finger. he tries to think of how to explain his question, but his brain feels like it’s rotting.

“i know that you had something planned before you ended up here. i don’t remember what it was, but god do i want to know what happened.”

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FROM X // @clawedstage

She felt someone come up behind her, and as she already saw him earlier in the trial she knew who it was. Preparing to be hit from behind, she involuntarily let a snide comment slip past her lips instead of being a smart person and getting up to run.

    “You should have a doctor take a look at that.”

She paused for a second to hear what she said and then sighed at his response and muttered a ‘sorry’ before quickly resuming to work. After sitting in a tense silence, Amora spoke up again, but in a more inquisitive than spiteful tone.

    “ I know I asked not you not to hit me, but won’t you like, get in trouble for not doing your job? ” It was a half joke but also she genuinely wanted to know

[clawedstage-blog]

The Buskin sighed, then walked around to lean on one side of the generator. He snuck a glance at Amora from underneath his mask.

“i probably will, but i’m not that concerned.” he turns himself over, crossing his arms on the generator so that he was looking down at the survivor working in front of him. “i wasn’t that much of a goody-goody before, and the bitch up there isn’t gonna change that. what’s it gonna do, crush me like a soda can?”

kiah knew better than to be friendly with survivors. his purpose was apparently to hurt people. but he didn’t understand it, nor did he want to. especially not with such a pretty girl asking him not to, what could he s-

the buskin blushes under his mask and looks away. 

[vhsmeme]

* dark matter starters

dark matter is a novel by blake crouch. tw: self-harm and suicidal ideation.

‘ how does that feel? ’  

‘ you should eat something. ’ 

‘ is everything okay? ’ 

‘ you have cuts all over your face. ’ 

‘ we’ll go someplace safe. ’

‘ you’re in no condition – ’

‘ there’s a car following us. ’ 

‘ you’re burning up, __. ’ 

‘ i can’t sleep. ’ 

‘ we’re all real proud of you. ’

‘ don’t touch me! ’  

‘ i should take you to the ER. ’

‘ you’ll be right here? ’

‘ i hope you’ll be more comfortable here. ’

‘ what does your gut tell you? ’ 

‘ let me take you to the hospital. ’

‘ stay with me. ’

‘ i told you. we’re a family. ’ 

‘ keep your voice down. ’

‘ what about me? ’ 

‘ last night, you asked me how we fix this. ’ 

‘ turn around. ’ 

‘ i don’t need you doing something heroic. ’

‘ you’ve been following me? ’ 

‘ by the way, this is going to stay locked. ’ 

‘ they carried you in here a little while ago. ’

‘ i’m scared too. ’ 

‘ just fucking do it. ’

‘ can’t you see it’s me? can’t you tell? ’

‘ you don’t look fine. ’ 

‘ bullshit. ’ 

‘ is something wrong, and you’re not telling me? ’ 

‘ so how serious is it? ’ 

‘ what’s in the bag? ’

‘ i just need you to listen for a minute. ’  

‘ __, are you having any thoughts of hurting yourself? ’ 

‘ you don’t get to – ’ 

‘ i really miss you. ’

‘ my phone’s dead, so i borrowed one off this woman on the train. ’ 

‘ because i didn’t sign up for this shit. ’ 

‘ i know. i just didn’t want to wake you. ’

‘ i’m not suicidal. ’  

‘ you live with your choices and learn. ’ 

‘ i feel like i’m caught in a nightmare and i can’t wake myself up. ’

‘ go to hell. ’    

‘ you don’t remember? ’ 

[clawedstage-blog]

tumblr crashed. when i tried to send this the first time! n'aeght is 6'5,

hye what the HELL, what the fuck, kiah’s gonna kick this dude in the shins

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

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[clawedstage-blog]

“You should have a doctor take a look at that.”

“It’s just a cut, it’ll heal up.”

Kiah knew that Amora was referring to his head wound, but he didn’t care and didn’t bother hiding the fact. He raised a paw up and pressed it against the wound.

When he looked back at his paw, it was moist with blood.

“This is fine. If I put pressure on it, it should heal back up, right? I’d honestly rather not ask Dr. Carter to look at it, but if you’ve got a better idea, shoot.”

[reveriiea]

     Your 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 …                     You aren’t even                     Ｈ  Ｕ  Ｍ  Ａ  Ｎ                                       anymore… 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ?

[yan-nurse]

Forcing someone to eat worms of any kind is not illegal, try it on your enemies today!

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Injured Sentence Starters

Feel free to change pronouns!

“Please tell me that blood isn’t yours.” “Are you alright?”  “I’m fine.” “Don’t worry about me.” “You’re injured, of course I’m going to be worried about you!” “Do you need help?”  “I can do it myself!” “You should have a doctor take a look at that.”  “You got hurt protecting me, of course I’m going to feel a little guilty!”  “Please, just let me help you.”  “I don’t need help.”  “C’mon, let’s get you cleaned up and get that bandaged.” “Want some ice for that?” “Will you be alright?” “Who’d you get in a fight with now?”  “Who said I got into a fight with anyone?”  “I’ll be fine.” “You’re over reacting.”  “Over reacting!? That could have killed you!”  “Who did this to you?”  “I don’t need you getting into trouble on my behalf.”  “If he thinks he can get away with doing this to you…” “Relax, I’ll be fine.”

[walkingpretty-blog1]

“ I don’t mean to be the cliche, but this really isn’t funny anymore !”

INDEPENDENT DBD OC, WRITTEN BY DAMIAN TEMPLATE CREDIT && PSD CREDIT

[clawedstage-blog]

kiah’s... something else. he’s a huge dumbass and also just a kid so the entity can only get him to kill by forcing him to... imagine how much worse off he might be if he actually fought back