"Bow to your God."

Indie. RP account | 18+ | Multishipper | Semi-selective | OC / Crossover friendly | Read rules before interacting | May contain some NSFW

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[memesandthings]

TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS, PART TWO ! 

Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.

wrong/random number texts: 

( ✉ → sms ) found your number written on a wall… should i erase it?

( ✉ → sms ) [random name here]? is this still your number?

( ✉ → sms ) pretty sure you dialed the wrong number, but thanks for the 13 drunk voicemails last night.

( ✉ → sms ) you don’t know me but i’m bored and texting random numbers, so hi!

( ✉ → sms ) you FUCKING asshole, i hope you know how much i hate you!!!

sad texts:

( ✉ → sms ) can you please distract me so i don’t cry in public?

( ✉ → sms ) everything hurts lately

( ✉ → sms ) thanks for trying to cheer me up, but it’s not working.

( ✉ → sms ) what makes you feel better when you’re sad?

( ✉ → sms ) i just need to vent…

drunk texts:

( ✉ → sms ) im not DRUNK waht amkes you thijnk that

( ✉ → sms ) cna you pick me up… and brign some shoess… i cant find mine

( ✉ → sms ) the party was horrible but at least ikm drunk lol

( ✉ → sms ) whyj don’t oyu fuckign miss me????

( ✉ → sms ) all i wnat to do right now is talkk to you

angsty texts:

( ✉ → sms ) please talk to me. please help me make this work.

( ✉ → sms ) i don’t think we should see each other again.

( ✉ → sms ) when will we admit we’re no good for each other…

( ✉ → sms ) just know i cared about you. i really did.

( ✉ → sms ) i don’t think things can ever go back to the way they were between us

misc texts:

( ✉ → sms ) why do you reply so slowwwwwww

( ✉ → sms ) help me choose a pizza topping please

( ✉ → sms ) don’t listen to any of the voicemails i sent last night. i was drunk.

( ✉ → sms ) you haven’t watched my snapchat story all day. what are you up to?????

( ✉ → sms ) i’ve had the same dream about you three times in a row, is that weird?

( ✉ → sms ) why is april fool’s the only day of the year where people critically evaluate news articles before accepting them as true?

( ✉ → sms ) soooo, in your opinion, what are some of my best qualities? i need help writing my tinder bio.

[rpsourcedmemes]

It’s Sinday! Send 💋 to straight up kiss my muse!

[collectivemood]

                                                Sinday Edition

Things to say:

‘Now take your clothes off slowly.’

‘Kiss me again.’

‘Let me taste you.’

‘I crave everything about you.’

‘Oh, the things I want to do to you…’

‘I want to touch every inch of your body.’

‘Why don’t we take this to the bedroom?’

‘It’s more exciting with the potential of being caught.’

‘I’ve been thinking of your lips all day.’

‘I’ve been dreaming of you, naked on the floor.’

‘Let me show you how much I love you.’

‘I’ve been thinking of all the ways you can get me to scream your name.’

‘I want to taste you on my lips.’

‘I want to feel you in me.’

‘Don’t tease me unless you plan to make good on it.’

‘I don’t like teases.’

‘Make me.’

‘Why don’t you come into the bedroom and find out.’

‘I want right here, right now.’

Actions: 

My muse gropes your muse’s rear end. 

Your muse gropes my muse’s rear end.

My muse pulls yours in for a heated kiss.

Your muse pulls mine in for a heated kiss.

My muse slowly starts undressing yours.

You muse slowly starts undressing mine.

My muse trail’s a finger down your muse’s chest.

Your muse trail’s a finger down my muse’s chest.

My muse starts to grind against your muse.

Your muse starts to grind against my muse.

My muse sits in your muse’s lap.

Your muse sits in my muse’s lap.

My muse joins your’s in bathing.

Your muse joins mine in bathing. 

My muse slides their hand down/up your muse’s pants/skirt.

Your muse slides their hand up/down my muse’s skirt/pants.

My muse begin’s nibbling on yours earlobe.

You muse begins nibbling on mine’s earlobe.

[corruptedkeeper]

|| I’ll try to reply to all RPs tomorrow.

[corruptedkeeper]

|| Sorry if replies are delayed at all this week. Since it’s my birthday, I’ve taken a trip to New York.

[corruptedkeeper]

❛ Heh... you should see the other guy. ❜

“I hope you’re aware of how much of an idiot you are, Bakura.” the Egyptian snapped at the other in obvious displeasure. 

What had he gone and gotten himself into this time? Goodness, Marik hated having to worry about Bakura - but he couldn’t help it. He considered him to be a friend, and friends cared about each other. Which is exactly why he didn’t bother to hide or mask the concerned expression on his face as he looked over the other, inspecting his injuries. It didn’t look too bad, thank Ra. But still…some of the injuries would definitely need to be cleaned and bandaged. Running his fingers gently over one of Bakura’s bruises, Marik sighed and shook his head in disapproval at him.

“You just always have to go out and get into fights, don’t you. Or go out and act on instinct rather than on what would be better for you and whoever the hell else is involved. I don’t enjoy seeing those I care about hurt, you know. Just look at yourself. And if I’m being honest, I don’t think I’d like to see what whoever did this to you looks like.”

Taking Bakura’s hand, he began to basically drag him in the direction of his apartment. Marik was going to patch him up and make him better. Yes - because that’s what friends do for each other, they help. And, quite frankly, because there was something deep down inside the blond that wanted Bakura’s recognition and appreciation.

[corruptedkeeper]

“why can’t you ever just lay still?” / ishizu will kick you off the couch in a minute malik stop figeting

Giving a brief glance over to his sister, Marik shook his head and have a playful sort of smile. Ah yes, the times where he got to act like a child - times like this were nice. Just being able to relax without a care in the world. And, better yet, be in the company of his family as well. Huh…it had been quite some time since he had gotten to have a day like this. Relaxing with his sister and just having a nice time. He’d definitely try to do this more often if he could.

“Hey, it’s not my fault that this couch is so uncomfortable.” he complained before purposely shifting around a bit as if to get himself into a more comfortable position.

It was a lie, of course. The couch wasn’t the least bit uncomfortable. He was just doing it to annoy his sister. Smiling once more, he gave her a sort of ‘come on, live a little’ sort of look and decided to readjust his position once more. Hopefully he wasn’t pushing too many buttons. Marik would much rather get to stay on the couch than to be pushed off onto the floor (where he honestly deserved to be for acting like such a child).

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

angry sexual tension starters

a continuation of this meme: ( x ). as requested by anon. warning: these can be a bit crude.

“If you keep talking, I have no idea what I’ll do to you.”

“Unclench your fist unless it’s going up my ass.”

“Complain that you’re cold again and I’ll make sure you feel heated.”

“It’s two AM! You better be here for a booty call.”

“What is with you?! Stop leaning in so close to me!”

“NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO UNLESS WE’RE IN BED.”

“You better shut up, or I’ll do it for you.”

“I fucking hate you! Stop looking at me all sexy.”

“Let go of my shirt, unless you plan on ripping it off.”

“Kiss my ass.” / “Suck my ass.”

“Fight me! With your mouth! On my mouth!”

“If you turn your back on me again, you better be bending over.”

“Oh, so you wanna wrestle? Take your clothes off then!”

“You say ‘I hate you’, but all I hear is ‘fuck me’.” 

“Stop cleaning already! There are better things for you to do on your knees.”

“You think you’re the boss of me just because you’re hot?!”

“You can take your middle finger and shove it up my ass.”

“If you keep yelling at me, I’m going to have to punish you.”

“Why’d you push me up against the wall?!”

“I can’t STAND when you look at me with those long eyelashes.”

“Stop biting your lip and bite me instead!”

“Quit saying you’re bored, or I’ll find a way to entertain you.”

[make-a-meme]

nsfw headcanons!

❔ - How to tell your muse is horny?

🔷 - How often does your muse have sex?

🔲 - In general - How long does it take for them to have sex with someone they find appealing if that someone shows interest into them as well?

💬 - Would your muse rather spend the night at their own place or their partners instead?

🔵 - What activity to do with them to get them relaxed and in the mood?

✔️ - Which things do they enjoy especially when having sex?

⛔ - How would they signal their partner that they are not into something during sex?

💤 - In which position would they like to sleep in with their partner afterwards? And what position are they likely to end up in instead?

⚠️ - How to tell that your muse needs comfort after or during sex?

💭 - Which sexual desire are they too embarassed about to tell anytone? And in which situation would it be obvious enough to show?

[feed-your-inbox]

Send 💕 for my muse to suddenly get really cuddly with your muse.

[falseleadered]

reblog this if on april fool’s, you’re accepting ic ‘pranks’ in your ask box. put ketchup in my muse’s drink, tie their shoelaces together, go wild. go crazy. have fun dealing with the consequences.

[corruptedkeeper]

|| alrighty then Konami -

[vhsmeme]

* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’

[corruptedkeeper]

|| I’ve added an AU / Verses page now! Feel free to check it out if you’d like to see the information for my new AU.

[corruptedkeeper]

“You look absolutely terrible.”

The Egyptian blond found himself frowning at the statement. Sheesh, that was a bit rude of him to say. How would he have liked it if Marik were to say that sort of thing to him?

“Wow. I sure do appreciate the confidence booster. Such insightful detail on my appearance as well - did it take you a while to think about how you were going to word that in order to get it just right? Because I must say, you got it spot on.”

The amount of venom and sarcasm in his voice was enough to kill a box of puppies. But, to tell the truth, Ryou wasn’t wrong in what he had said. Marik did look terrible. Other than his clothes, he looked like a walking disaster. His hair looked as though a hurricane had passed through it, there were bags under his eyes, the charcoal that was usually so neatly applied was slightly smudged. All in all, he looked tired and as though he had given up on the world. Half of that was true - poor Marik was so tired… 

[corruptedkeeper]

“You aren’t making any sense.”

“Yes I am. You’re just not good at hearing things correctly, obviously.” Marik explained with a half-assed pout.

He was much too tired to care about anything at the moment. When had been the last time he had even gotten a decent amount of sleep anyway? Five days ago? Or had it been more than that - somewhere around a week or more perhaps? Marik had stopped counting after the first three days of only getting a mere two hours of sleep per night. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to sleep, because believe me, he desperately did. But…his mind just wouldn’t allow him to.

For some reason that Marik couldn’t quite understand, his mind had decided that this past week would be a perfect time to conjure up terrible memories from the past and force him to re-live them. Nightmares. Marik had been having very vivid and terrible nightmares of those things that he had hoped would be forgotten by now. He just couldn’t catch a break, could he. 

“Now, help me with the demons. Please?” 

Yes, the way that the Egyptian had been talking would come off as a bit odd. So it was no surprise that the other had called him out on it. But to Marik, however, this was a completely normal thing to say. Because he sleep deprived mind couldn’t exactly comprehend much at the moment. It really wasn’t his fault. Talking about demons and the voices in his mind…goodness, he must have sounded like a crazy person.Though all he was trying to convey were the dark dreams plaguing his sleep. Surely somebody like his darker half would be able to figure that out, right?

“I don’t ask much from you, but I would really rather not die due to sleep deprivation. And the only way for me to sleep is if you pay attention.” he complained.