《 WHY NOT DESTROY IT ALL?》

《 T. SHIGARAKI / SUPERVISED BY N.A. / TRIGGERS AHEAD 》

[insinerations]

𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳-𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲,  𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝘆,  𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸. 

DABI AND SHIGARAKI OF BNHA.  SELECTIVE.  18+. 

[cruelinfluence]

I finally figured out my login again.

so.. they killed my boy huh?

[rubymemes]

𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐋.𝟏 (a collection of prompts from various media that can work for political settings and muses. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary)

“Everything I do, I do for my country.”

“I can’t trust anyone or anything these days.”

“You don’t make history by being liked.”

“Government policy has nothing to do with common sense.”

“The press are so horribly suspicious about things…”

“It’s only going to be embarrassing if people find out.”

“Never share intelligence that you don’t need to share.”

“If he can’t ignore facts then he’s got no business being a politician.”

“Would you care to comment on this shabby deception?”

“If we declare war, it might just look like we’re overreacting.”

“First rule of politics: never believe anything until it’s officially denied.”

“Politicians like to panic. They need activity; it’s their substitute for achievement.”

“May I suggest that instead of trying to butter up the press, we distract them?”

“It is necessary to get behind someone before you can stab them in the back.”

“Politicians come and go. I’ve counted them in, and I’ve counted them out.”

“Would you like to come back in and restart this meeting at a lower level of tension?”

“Just because you know you’re playing a game doesn’t mean you don’t choose your moves.”

“I was thinking how I would make the perfect American president based upon my skill set, dance ability, and blood lust.”

“Are we about to have a fundamental dispute about the nature of democracy?”

“Trust isn’t always rewarded but, on the other hand, if you make decisions based on trust, then they’ll have a sort of rightness to them.”

“Good government is doing what’s right, not just doing what’s popular, isn’t that so?”

[kikismemes]

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[cruelinfluence]

insinerations:

‘   then keep ya’ eyes off the merchandise.  ’   he closes his eyes,  leaning back in the chair as he rests his head against the wall.  the back of his skull smacks against the wood.  he can still hear dear leader talking in the background,  noise filtering in and out.  a migraine centered at the corner of his scalp.   restless in his languid motions,  wonders if his innards are as crisp as his outside.  ‘   i ain’t picked fucking over sustenance,  i got enough to pitch in for the scraps.  ’   he digs into his pockets and pulls out crumbled bills — tinged black at the corners indicating he’s gripped too tight,  too hostile,  consistently restraining himself.   showcasing as if it’s a display.  he tosses the money onto the coffee table.   ‘   toga wants ramen.  again.  ’     

               “ do better to remind yourself that you don’t pay the bills to keep this roof over our heads. ” technically, he isn’t either. being an unintentional invader and inheritor over a wealthy criminal enterprise had its perks. neither he nor his lieutenants has begun to take advantage of the benefits yet. it felt nice to finally have some damn privilege. 

he reaches into the inside of his grey wolf fur-fringed knee-long coat and exits with a device thicker than the pair of legs dabi’s harlot kneeled on. it’s a old phone, minus the modifications skeptic added to it. “ yeah, whatever. that’s fine. ” with a flick of wrist, the phone pierces the air shortly and possibly hit dabi between his lower mid-section and lap. “ call the usual place then. and make sure you don’t touch that if your hands are still sticky. i use that to talk to doc. ”

@insinerations​

[cruelinfluence]

insinerations:

‘  if you stare any harder,  you’re gonna have to pay.  ’  maybe she’s weirded out by the consistent leering from their dear leader,  but she’s a consummate professional and doesn’t let it show as she leaves out — curvaceous shape,  hair a stark contrast to her even tan.  gathering the cash and exiting without an exchange.  he’ll go back to her.  he blinks,  slow.  

‘  nope.  ’  voice dry as he pops the last syllable of the word in a drawn out fashion.  stapled corners of his mouth pulling at the exaggeration.

                “ don’t get slick. i’m not paying for another session. ” her disappearance from the premises brings his attention back to scorched scarecrow. at first the leering was curious. now, it’s wearier than sliver of skin dragging down dabi’s exposed flesh. something about his smartass sapless tone somehow conveyed there might be a mystery behind his little hobby. “ well, whatever your weird ‘thing’ is, keep it away from here. anyway, she looked expensive, you probably don’t even have enough to pitch in your share for food tonight. ”

@insinerations​ 

[doomdaysdecays-deactivated20251]

“you were born to destroy.”

[vaememes]

✧  (  sentence starters     →    nightmare on elm street 

  triggers ;   violence,  kidnapping,  sleep deprivation,  hallucinations,  nightmares,  night  terrors,  dreams, etc.  please change any pronouns to your own liking or as you see fit  !

❝ Fingernails? That’s amazing, you saying that. ❞

❝ It made me remember the dream I had last night. ❞

❝ I dreamed about this guy in a dirty red and green sweater. ❞

❝ You dreamed about the same creep I did. ❞

❝ What’d he look like? You get a look at him? ❞

❝ Well then how can you say somebody else was there? ❞

❝ You could just see the cuts happening, all at once. ❞

❝ What do you mean all at once? ❞

❝ I probably could’ve saved her if I’d moved sooner. ❞

❝ There was this guy who had knives for fingers. ❞

❝ You’ll feel better as soon as you sleep. ❞

❝ You better tell me, cause now he’s after me! ❞

❝ Feel better?! You call this feeling better? ❞

❝ Avoid everything happening to me by just getting good and loaded. ❞

❝ We poured gasoline all over the place, then left a trail of it out the door. ❞

❝ He can’t get you because mommy killed him. ❞

❝ You think you was gonna get away from me? ❞

❝ This is just a dream, too. You’re not alive. ❞

❝ I take back every bit of energy I ever gave you. ❞

❝ You’re not real… You’re not real! You’re not real! ❞

❝ Do you have any idea what that means? ❞

❝ She’s already fucked up, so leave her alone. ❞

❝ What? What are you talking about? ❞

❝ You said it at the funeral; He’s the one who’s trying to kill us in our dreams. ❞

❝ Just don’t fall asleep. If you die in your dreams, you die for real. ❞

❝ You think you can bring the dead back to life? ❞

❝ Why are you screaming when I haven’t even cut you yet? ❞

❝ You think you can turn back time? Answer me! ❞

❝ Why would you lie to me? Stop lying to me! ❞

❝ I didn’t want you to remember! I wanted you to forget! ❞

❝ They’re…they’re repressed memories, from a terrible terrible time. ❞

❝ We weren’t hunting, we were protecting you! ❞

❝ You chased him, you cornered him, and you burned him. ❞

❝ How did you know he was guilty? You killed an innocent man. ❞

❝ You’ll understand how it feels to never fail to protect them. ❞

❝ Now that you have me; what game do you want to play next? ❞

❝ Ooh, sounds fun, but it’s a little fast for me. ❞

❝ I’m your boyfriend now, ______. ❞

❝ It hurts, doesn’t it? That’s because you’re in my world now, bitch! ❞

❝ I want you to go straight up to bed, okay? ❞

❝ He brought us here so we could remember what he did to us. ❞

❝ He’s not after us because we lied - He’s after us because we told the truth. ❞

❝ I had to keep you awake long enough so when you finally slept, you’d never wake up again. ❞

❝ We’re gonna be in here a long time. ❞

❝ There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about that night. ❞

❝ Where did you hear that? ❞

❝ So what did you do? Did you call the police? ❞

❝ You said that… You said that we didn’t know each other. ❞

❝ Don’t pretend you don’t know, because you do. ❞

❝ Your mind was just playing tricks on you. ❞

❝ He kept repeating it over and over again.. ❞

❝ Um?… Sorry… Won’t happen again, okay? ❞

❝ Did you know…that after the heart stops beating, the brain keeps functioning for over 7 minutes? ❞

[unchildhood]

FRANZ KAFKA x BERLINDE DE BRUYCKERE

in a letter written circa November 1912, Letters to Felice (published in English in 1973);

Aaneen-Genaaid (Sewn Together) series, 1999, sculpture – wax, polyester, blankets;

Een (One), 2003-2004, sculpture – wax, wood, glass, iron, epoxy;

The Muffled Cry of the Unrealisable Desire, 2009-2010, sculpture – wax wood, glass, epoxy, iron

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[arakn0-deactivated20260310]

Tomura: please- please just give me back my body i want my body back please it's all i have

AFO: ahaha selfie time in my new body :)

[cruelinfluence]

                 “ say, haven’t i seen you before? ” why he started with that question was unknown to him. it was almost sudden. from the breath of death itself, for its nature alone it’s opened to be interpreted as ominous. or it could be an innocuous tug to fiddle with strings of familiarity. there’s potential that a song was being played here, and if it was, he wasn’t hearing it yet.

@setsunaid + eri |  sc.

[cruelinfluence]

                “ we both pretty much ‘action replayed’ ourselves to get to this point, brat. but, at the rate you’re going, the controller is not in your hands anymore, is it? ” the grin he gives is the kind that contains the formula to absolute ruin in its cracks. the time was nearing for him to crack this whole flawed system.

@roguesenses​ | sc.

[cruelinfluence]

insinerations​:

the exchange is simple.  it always is.  and he doesn’t make it a habit or have the finances to do so or the incentive.  maybe,  once a month,  if even that.  it’s a deal, and he’s used to making those.  he doesn’t have a particular ‘type’  he seeks on back pages,  but it’s more than a coincidence when a handful of the girls have white hair and tanned skin. he shrugs, shoulder lifting in a lethargic manner.  ‘ if you wanted a turn, you could have just said that. ’

he doesn’t immediately respond, as he’s minding the business happening in his peripheral. the reflection of the thick lady of the night ( rather ten minutes in the afternoon ) drawing up her high-cut white panties in his lustrous red eyes. that resemblance of a cloudy colored and textured white tresses moves him to a thought he couldn’t precisely sketch out mentally. if he remembered correctly, didn’t dabi’s last look similar? so, without needlessly racking his brain about it, he poses the offhanded question, uncaring if the still-dressing escort heard him or not. 

            “ is there a thing with you and that look? ”

@insinerations​

[cruelinfluence]

yo. starter call? length will vary! one line or more. 

[fyeahlov]

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