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ooc: lms for a starter
mxkurz seems like a loser
It seemed as though listening to this guy wasn’t really working for Bill He was a bit boring, but the demon tried to keep his attention on the young man, not replying in the slighteset
STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!
*These are completely interchangeable, they’re just in categories to make it easier for all of y’all.
FOR AMIGOS;
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
“You were right. As per usual.”
“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”
“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”
“Is that – that’s a naked Scarlett Johansson on your fridge.”
“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”
“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”
“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”
“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”
“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”
“Hey! Give me your pants. Quick, give me your pants.”
“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”
“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”
“Hippos are hungry, hungry! And you are considerably larger than a small piece of lettuce!”
“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”
“I don’t even miss my ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, I just miss my glockenspiel.”
“It happens to everyone, you just sell your skirt for some coke.”
“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”
“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”
“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”
“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”
“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
“We have to change our names and run away to Mexico. It’s the only way. Adios.”
“How much money do you have on you?”
“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”
“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”
“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”
FOR LOVERS;
“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”
“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”
“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”
“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”
“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”
“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”
“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”
“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”
“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”
“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”
“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”
“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”
“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”
“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”
“My dog licks better than you do.”
“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”
“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”
“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”
“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”
“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”
“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”
“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”
“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”
“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”
“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”
“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”
“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”
“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”
“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”
FOR TEXTERS;
[text] This is upsetting my poop.
[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.
[text] So it involves feces and large birds.
[text] She said that to you? Why?
[text] Please come back. I miss you.
[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.
[text] …did you just send me a nude?
[text] FUCK OFF YOU ONE-EYED WHORE.
[text] I don’t know why I said that.
[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.
[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.
[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?
[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.
[text] Please. I need this so badly.
[text] I trust you completely.
[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.
[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.
[text] She lost it. She completely lost it. She said her uterus was attacking her bone marrow.
[text] I will not get you donuts.
[text] Please? I love you.
[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.
[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.
[text] I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t think he’d duck when the ball came at him, I’m sorry.
[text] You’re cute.
[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.
[text] Fuck off.
[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.
space sorey? what about hatsune mibo?
(defending space is a lot of work, no probs wwwwwww owo;;;)
(hehe. working is work and it must certainly be rewarded with cookies www~~! remember to take a cookie after every page~~ And I’ve been well! ish. school’s been bugging me a lot these days and I’m particularly exhausted over RESPONSIBILITIES but that’s more or less how a lot of people in the world feel wwwww)
ooc: it is yo; the song I’m listening to reminds me of hibiki from devil survivor 2 and I’m like what??? Something about bubble gum??? This song is so lewd but god damn. Working is hard. If I can find your cookies, then hell yeah, I will!. god, I’m really wondering what this song is about now. Either way, keep up the good work. Make sure to eat some candies when you rest, bby. Lil’ cinnabun, don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I’ll do wish you well dances!
rapunzel, let down your hair--
it’s not often that squalo, of all people, finds himself at a total loss for words —– if at all. but this time around, there is an exception made. he’s uncertain as to who ( or what ) he’s looking at, to be fr- ank; and after a long moment’s pause ( coupled with a furrowing of his brow, and a tempt to, perhaps, discern this information on his own ), his lips finally part to pose a single question.
❛———- what the fuck are you?❜
“ Well, well, aren’t you a nice one. “
What? Hell, who is fine enough. It isn’t just some object. It is a sentient creature, no matter how weird such a thing seems. But, well, it doesn’t really care about what he thinks. Who? What? Those questions can be asked to anyone, and everyone will say who. But what? Well, people, Bill has observed over the years, don’t like confronting what they are. Which is sort of funny in a ironic way, because they usually get fussy over others when they aren’t willing to look at themselves. Humans, y’know?
But, it is rude, some would say, to not answer the male. And, luckily, it wasn’t really hard for Bill to answer; censorship and keeping things from people usually ended hilariously bad. Let that come another time, nevertheless--
“ Name’s Bill Cipher; professional dream demon. And what are you, Rapunzel? “
flattery won’t get you anywhere, kid
“ yeah so uh…– What’s the deal with ya know, you. ”
Not really sure, if a floating tortilla chip calls for ninja-ing out.
“ D-Don’t st△re kid, you’re m△kin’ me blush-- Is there wrong with me? Don’t know wh△t you’re t△lking △bout--“
Gonn△ have to more cle△r, young one. It underst△nds, but won’t s△y it. Y’know th△t feeling, right?
pine tree
There was a major difference, considering he was flesh && blood and not some dumb pine tree. Yet the triangular demon insisted on mocking the name given to him at birth. Observing as how it’d get comfortable midair, Dipper only grew more uneasy in the process. This silence didn’t seem to calm his nerves either, and made it worse as his voice erupted the a t m o s p h e r e.
Crossing arm’s close to his scrawny chest, eye’s squinted momentarily at the demon. Just what exactly was it’s goal? The journal didn’t offer much information on him, just that he was not to be trusted, that theory was proved correct unfortunately by himself. Something he’d never allow himself to repeat a second time.
❛ No, nothing new has happened. Why do you care so much? isn’t there other people you need to bother? Mabel && Grunkle Stan don’t concern you at all, Bill.❜
Re△d △ book for once in your life, kid--does he even know wh△t pine trees symbolize? Bill isn’t △n expert, but it does know th△t this isn’t △ b△d symbol. So..wh△t if the n△me h△dn’t come △bout bec△use of th△t? Still, it me△nt somethin’, right? Or w△s it wrong for thinking something like th△t? △h, it w△sn’t like Pine Tree would c△re △bout its thoughts. Plus, there w△s no re△son that Bill needed to justify its re△sons. It believes such △ thing, therefore, there w△s no re△son it needs to defend itself. The brunet could believe some hocus pocus and the tri△ngular demon could believe something else. E△sy △s th△t. No re△son to get e△ch other into △ fussy mood. △lthough..they’re both prob△bly gonn△ end up in △ fussy mood. Mostly ‘c△use Pine Tree w△s throwing △ tizzy.
Wow, does the youth not like seeing others comfort△ble? Rude but mildly entert△ining. Such △ thing would △dd △ be△utiful color to Pine Tree. △Nd then he’d be △ Pic△sso p△inting △nd everyone just thinks he’s weird. △gain, the thought of th△t w△s kind△ funny too. Or..well, △t l△ast it tickled Bill’s humor. △ ch△nge for the worse in the brunet’s person△lity would be funny to see, and no one is gonn△ deny th△t. Well..ye△h, m△ybe Shooting St△r or St△nford would, but th△t w△sn’t import△nt.
Why does it have to have a goal? Maybe it wanted to visit lil’ Pine Tree out of the goodness of its heart. Ever consider that? Hmm? Well, yeah, it’s probably better you didn’t, kid. All he wanted was another chance. Well, to rope him into a deal again that is. But, knowin’ the youth’s nature, that will take a lot of flattery that it wasn’t willing to dish out to him--so it was gonna look for something to pull and unravel the shoddy construction that Pine Tree had temporarily made for himself.
Bill’s voice is surprisingly easygoing and upbeat as it answers his reply, the curiosity and mockery moving lower and almost out of sight as it speaks.
“ Jeez, you seem stressed, kid. It sounds like YOU DON’T LIKE ME--haha, just kidding. Pine Tree, can’t someone just ask you how things are goin’? So it’s been the same old, same old? Wow, that’s boring. I care ‘cause I can, kid. Nothing more, nothin’ less. You’re just looking too far into it.”
An audible gasp--
“ Are you saying you don’t want me around, Pine Tree? I thought I brightened up your world--And on the con- trary, all of you are my concern. Just, not the way you want.”
cinnabun
(!!! you really are the infinite space soreys!! wwwwwww)
(take your time on the pages really. I just mentioned ‘em because they were strangely blank when everything else seemed really well set up already. owo;;;;;)
ooc: yes I am. Sorey, I’ve been out defending space. I’m working on them..and they’ll be done soon. Lol, I’ll make sure that they get up soon tho. But how have you been?
pine tree
“It’s Dipper.” Crossing arms, dark pupil’s suspiciously glanced at the floating demon, don’t trust anyone. “..Talk about what?”
The brunet youth is being uptight--Bill kind△ gets th△t his n△me is Dipper. But Pine Tree w△s so much better. Simple △nd e△sy to s△y..who wouldn’t like it? But..th△t prob△bly doesn’t m△tter to Pine Tree △t △ll.
“Dipper, Pine Tree--kid, wh△t’s the difference? But wh△tever-- th△t w△sn’t wh△t I w△nted to t△alk about.”
Its eye st△res △t the boy, as if it w△s tryin’ to st△rt a st△ring contest. But m△ke no mist△ke. It me△nt business. Crossing miniscule legs △s it took △ se△t in the △ir, Bill’s h△nds come together, the thin digits interl△cing with one △nother. The demon st△ys silent, △s if it h△d no motive to speak, but it w△s just tryin’ to get comfort△ble. Words seemingly drip out of △ nonexistent mouth, l△ced with △ poison th△t no m△n w△nted to he△r: mockery with △ underlying curiosity bene△th the surf△ce.
“ Just wanted to see how you were. How’s the grunkle? What about Shooting Star? Anything happen lately?”
Lying--lying--lying. It w△s lying--! △lthough it would be benefici△l for the brunet to be well, it w△s not wh△t it w△s lookin’ for. △n opening--or something like th△t--w△s wh△t w△s w△iting to be witnessed.
Depressed rp Starters
"You know, you've been acting kinda funny. Everything okay?"
"You sure have been sleeping a lot recently."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"I'm not stupid. I know what's going on."
"You've kinda just been off on your own recently. Any reason why?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Have you eaten today?"
"Hey, you know I'm trying to help. Work with me here."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on."
"I made you something to eat, and I expect it to be eaten."
"Is there anything I can do to help? Anything at all?"
Do you mind if your character occasionally gets referred to as the "illuminate dorito" because that is how I discuss it ooc with friends (it'd mainly be in less serious things and chatting with you if we end up rping/chatting)
ooc: okay, wasn’t really expecting this, but yeah, if you want to call Bill such a name, that would be fine. As long as you don’t mean it in a harmful way, I’m fine with you referring to Bill that way??? Okay, if we ever end up chatting, I’ll look out for it.
when a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it s t o p being a monster — ? did it become s o m e t h i n g else ?
Don’t know why--Don’t know how long, but d△ng n△bbit--Bill is st△nding on △ ch△ir. Whose ch△ir? Where? Well, its own. △nd..well, it’s up to the other p△rty to decide △nything △bout this pl△ce--besides a tri△ngle st△nding on △ ch△ir.
loud mouth
‘ hmm— ‘
her nimble fingers curled, white knuckles gently brushing against one another. voice like sweet honey, it dripped golden from her lips– a soft, caressing melody made of hushed words & hums burning from her throat. it was like a sub rosa when she was lonesome. ( or atleast she thought she was alone this evening– )
△ppreci△tion for such tones △re lost upon the tri△ngul△r demon; upon stumbling on △ place so..vividly..ugh, wh△t w△s the word, △g△in? Hell, Bill couldn’t think of it--but, like it w△s s△ying, on its △rrival to this pl△ce, confusion w△s the initi△l re△ction. But..well, it f△ded into △ toler△ble △nnoyance. The △ir buzzed around it, and the melodies joining the mix weren’t ex△ctly helping. Its voice is soft, but the tone implies th△t m△ybe the pitches were bothering it.
“ Is singing something regul△r △round here; sounds terrible, really--but wh△t w△s it?”
But..let everyone ignore th△t it never expl△ined where it w△s..or how it got there. Just..△cknowledge the singing. Get’s you pl△ces, y’know?