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LEFT 4 DEAD 2 STARTERS Â â Â ELLIS EDITION !
â  kill all sons-a-bitches. thatâs my official instructions.  â â  man, iâm thinking we can take on anything!  â â  we are kings of the world!  â â  okay, who here didnât think we were gonna make that?  â â  that was closer than aâ well, shit, man, that was just straight up close!  â â  donât talk to me, iâm a nervous wreck over here.  â â  one, i was in this mall, and these guys were dancing for money and stuff⊠ â â  thatâs how it gets you, man. overconfidence.  â â only snow we get is from the big machine that cleans the ice at the local rink.  â â  looky-looky.  â â  hey, whoâs your daddy?!  â â  i ainât no goddamn son of a bitch!  â â  weâre kickinâ more ass than a boot in an ass factory!  â â  well, goddamn, annie oakley!  â â  hope you donât mind, iâm gonna⊠take this first aid kit here.  â â  i had no use for this anyhow, i ainât gonna get shot.  â â  youâll probably put this to better use than me anyhow.  â â  i better practice on you before i do this on myself.  â â  shit, youâd be better off doinâ this on your own.  â â  ainât no harm in goinâ down. let me help you up.  â â  hey, donât worry! ainât nothinâ but a scratch.  â â  i ainât leaving you, but you better get up!  â â  i got ya, i got ya⊠just try not to look down, now.  â â  i donât mean to be scarinâ you none, but you go down like that again, and thatâs it.  â â  i donât feel right⊠i think i really hurt somethinâ.  â â  i hurt so bad, i donât even see right.  â â  i donât mean to be cursing myself, but i think iâm going to die.  â â  sorry. didnât mean to put you out none.  â â  now, hold on, youâre not thinkinâ of leavinâ me in here, are you?  â â  good thing i headed away from the light⊠ â â  bet he didnât think heâd die before me.  â â  thanks for all youâve done, man.  â â  she was the last one i wanted to see go.  â â  iâve always wanted to be an axe murderer!  â â  iâm gonna beat these sons-a-bitches til i lose my watch!  â â  man, i wanted this rifle since i was nine.  â â  imma snipe some sons-a-bitches.  â â  ainât a problem in the world canât be solved with a chainsaw.  â â  crowbars give you that personal touch you donât get with gun-killinâ.  â â  why doesnât it surprise me youâre good with a gun?  â â  iâm notâ iâm not going near the crying girl.  â â  i donât like the sound of that crying.  â â  man, iâm gonna start crying in a minute.  â â  better to have one and not need it than need one and not have it.  â â  you know what? thatâs the last straw. these zombies have just made themselves an enemy.  â â  if the laws of nature would allow it, i would bear that manâs children.  â â  actually, i think it should be the guy who came up with the idea that gets to drive the car!  â â  shoot me now, brother, dayâs never gonna get any better than this.  â â  you know what? this got me thinkinâ. i should totally marry that girl.  â â  thatâs like saying the mona lisa is just a sculpture or shit, man.  â â  you and me outta get tattoos that say âbrosâ.  â â  i saw the way you two were looking at each other. maybe the four of u can go on a double date.  â â  it was like love at first sight. the other four seconds were gravy.  â â  a girl who can shoot? i am in love!  â â  one thing video games have taught me, good shit always comes in vents.  â â  hey, be honest: are my muscles getting bigger?  â â  man, i wish we had a horse right now. i loooove horses.  â â  you canât shoot a ghost. i mean, shit, it ainât rocket science, man.  â â  whoa-whoa, whoa, that hurts!  â â  well, that just dills my pickle!  â â  you want me to show you how to work that thing?  â â  come on, girl, i thought we were closer than that.  â â  dude, this is just like team fortress 2!  â â  man, to think i laughed when i saw that zombie movie.  â
LEFT 4 DEAD 2 STARTERS Â --- Â NICK EDITION !
â Â maybe the helicopter... maybe itâs made of chocolate! Â â â Â i have not come this far to die now. Â â â Â looks like weâre not part of their new plan. Â â â Â we made that by the skin of our teeth. Â â â Â iâm starting to like you guys! Â â â Â you know what i like best about your stories? the sound they make when they stop. Â â â Â shut up contest. ready? one two three, go! Â â â Â is now the best time? Â â â Â is this some kind of sick joke? Â â â Â you donât stand a chance! Â â â Â if you arenât ready, i donât wanna hear it. Â â â Â weâre the four riders of the goddamn apocalypse! Â â â Â it may not be pretty, but weâre doing this. Â â â Â iâm sorry. is that what you want me to say? Â â â Â donât look at me like that. Â â â Â i should probably save this for me, but... what the hell. Â â â Â hold still, iâve done this before. Â â â Â donât tell the others iâm doing this... iâm only doing this for you. Â â â Â quit being a baby, youâve felt worse after a night of drinking. Â â â Â itâs been a long time since i felt this bad. Â â â Â we... i... need you a little longer, so letâs get you back on your feet. Â â â Â time to get some revenge. Â â â Â youâre tougher than you look. Â â â Â easy there, fireball. Â â â Â yâknow that shit i was sayinâ? i was just joking, right? Â â â Â no time for mourning, letâs go. Â â â Â iâm gonna crack some heads with this. Â â â Â i cannot wait to find a crate! Â â â Â a crying woman... what, you think sheâs sad the mallâs closed? Â â â Â moving on: i think this buildings on fire, so iâd like to leave this building. Â â â Â jesus, are you from here? ugh, look at you, that is so depressing. Â â â Â i hope you know how to fight--- you donât look it. Â â â Â i normally go solo, but under these circumstances, iâm thinking we stick together. Â â â Â thereâs blood on me, but it ainât mine. Â â â Â nameâs ____, but donât worry about learning it, âcause i ainât sticking around long. Â â â Â hm. this would be really awkward if i gave a hit about your feelings. Â â â Â iâm not legally allowed to own a gun. hope everyoneâs okay with that. Â â â Â you screw us, and i will kill you with your own gun. Â â â Â wedding dress, crying... this brings back some bad memories. Â â â Â itâs not easy getting blood out of a wedding dress... donât ask me how i know that. Â â â Â that has been a fantasy of mine for a long, long time. Â â â Â if anybody sees any hand sanitizer, let me know. Â â â Â do you want me to tattoo your boyfriendâs name on your arm? iâll just write âgreasy pigâ. we all know who weâre talking about. Â â â Â iâll give any one of ya a thousand bucks to whoever gives me a piggyback ride. Â â â Â what are you nervous about? you had your chance, and you didnât do shit. Â â â Â i think our options are keep moving down the road towards those lights or die here. anyone in the âdie hereâ camp? ...no? Â â â Â heâs like a five year old with guns and a comprehensive grasp of every swear word in the english language. Â â â Â i canât believe none of you were going to shoot him. Â â â Â you ever eat horse? itâs tasty. Â â â Â you sure we shouldnât just panic? i mean, i think panic was invented for just this sort of situation! Â â â Â weâre not gonna have a snowball fight. Â â â Â you call it that one more time, iâll beat you so bad, your sisterâs gonna wish she never gave birth to you. Â â â Â what are you, an unfriendly hippie? i thought you all had to be friendly? Â â
A  DISTURBING  VISAGE  .  this  tiny  eternal  child  is  exactly  that  ,  a  tiny  eternal  child  .  they  are  an  adorable  kid  ,  five  foot  nothing  with  crooked  teeth  ,  a  head  of  messy  curls  and  a  face  of  freckles  .  but  they  also  arenât  .  they  are  devilish  ,  no  longer  human  .  like  a  glitch  in  reality  ,  thereâs  a  flash  of  evidence  :  messy  ,  bubbly  curls  are  momentarily  coated  in  a  grease  of  liquid  silver  ,  their  tongue  made  from  paper  gold  as  it  drips  silver  from  their  mouth  ,  too  much  in  their  lungs  to  keep  choking  on  .  their  skin  is  sparkling  ,  inhuman  sparkles  of  gold  staining  their  flesh  ,  the  sickening  feeling  of  dread  left  in  the  air  .
THIS  IS  WHO  BELLE  SEES  when  they  look  in  the  mirror  .  when  they  confess  this  dark  admission  ,  this  is  who  they  are  .  this  is  what  their  deal  with  a  devil  made  of  them  ,  what  their  time  as  a  missing  child  made  of  them  ,  a  devil  to  make  deals  with  .  they  flash  back  to  themself  ,  and  they  are  standing  with  black  shoes  toeing  the  floor  ,  their  shoulders drawn  together  making  themself  smaller  than  they  already  are  .  â  pa  already  knows  .  i  keep  offering  to  help  you  guys  with  your  jobs  since  i  can  .  .  .  um  ,  teleport  ,  but  pa  says  no  .  â
THEY  BEGIN  TO  TWIST  the  blue  wire  bracelet  around  their  wrist  ,  fidgeting  in  their  spot  as  they  donât  know  how  other  is  going  to  react  to  the  evidence  that  hell  is  real  ,  that  trevorâs  kid  is  fuckinâ  dead  ,  that  their  are  things  more  disturbing  than  belleâs  father  .  itâs  a  horrible  feeling  in  their  stomach  ,  the  way  their  nerves  are  skyrocketed  and  they  are  slowly  realizing  how  important  michaelâs  opinion  actually  is  to  them  ,  no  mater  how  much  they  wonât  forgive  him  for  his  death  .  his  fake  death  .  â  this  is  the  part  where  i  say  i  told  you  so  ,  i  think  .  â    /   @mikeydsâ.
be the horrifying feral entity you donât wish to see scuttling upside down on your cieling
FIVE SENSES aesthetics. » bold what applies to your muse.
SIGHT // small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake-up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colors.
HEARING // crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and ac units. a phone call to mom/dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys/typewriters. noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens. listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.
TOUCH // being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when youâre scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favourite petâs fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.
TASTE // coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking, no matter whatâs made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.
SMELL // morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish. acetone. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. your favourite shampoo/conditioner. the scent of home. perfume. cologne. mint. something burning. wet dogs. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.
TAGGED BY Â : Â Â sometimes u just gotta steal things TAGGING Â : Â Â yeah
going grave robbing yall want anything
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q: can you be stopped
a: absolutely not
please stop asking if theres any way to stop me theres not
im literally getting billions and billions of asks begging for a way to stop me and Iâm sorry its literally impossible I wonât quit and I wonât die
soleiltmâ.
â Seriously? I find âem all the time outside, especially when Iâm really lookinâ for 'em. I put 'em in the garden tâ help the plants all grow and stuff. We can totally go look for some if you want! Itâll be real fun, I promise! â
logically speaking, itâs a bad idea. donât run off with strangers as a fourteen-year-old child. but belle often forgets that there are things to be scared of. âoh, can we? i wanna see the worms.â they chime, smile turning bright as they look at the other: âi didnât... know they help plants grow. i thought they ate plants.â
spknbrknâ.
     â no and no. â beetlejuice grinned and turned three cards face up between them. â you gotta get a good five-card hand. but â â and then beetlejuice sweeps belleâs cards back into his hands, mixing them all back into the deck. â hereâs a fun shuffling trick first. â he gathered the deck into one hand, holding it precariously between his thumb and index finger. â ready? watch this! â and then proceeded to send them all flying, scattered on the ground around them.
oh -- they were so excited, too !! but then the cards are scattered on the ground around them, and they almost instinctually go to pick them up -- but they stop themselves after barely moving an inch. belle squints up at beetlejuice and frowns. âthatâs not a fun trick for people who canât just use demon magic,â they say. they look back down at the ground and poke at a card with their boots. âi hope you were planning on using your demon magic to pick it up, because iâd rather just go steal more cards than play... this.â
@musescoredâ: â iâm going to regret this â -- poptarts !
belly giggles softly. okay, maybe they were being mean. but it was funny, and they were just a harmless kid -- er, harmless little devil. so, they had this guy close his eyes, and they look around to make sure no one else is around. once they are safe, they chime a sweet:Â âokay, open them!â
and the second that he does, they flash into their true form: ârawr!â
then out, back into a normal happy kid. and they pretend that they have no idea what just happened. even pretending not to notice that he was scared. âso! i couldnât find what i was looking for, but the point was gonna be that my family is jewish, actually. so, um, we wonât be convert...â they let their words trail off and desperately try to keep a grin from crossing their face as they ask: âis something wrong?â
@musescored: â i keep forgetting thereâs ghosts in here â -- loser.
sometimes belle forgets that not everyone lives with the same knowledge that they do. so, their face twists as they look up at him, forgetting that not everyone knew about the reality of heaven and hell for just a split second -- forgetting that not everyone knew the closest thing to ghosts was the way that evil people didnât get heaven nor hell. but those people just stopped existing. (at least, that was what all devils and angels thought.)
before they open their mouth, though, they realize what they are about to say and catch themself. instead, they try something else:Â â...i didnât know you believe in ghosts.â
@sentapostle:Â â if they do it again, you tell me. â
belle was missing for two months and found in their own bedroom. they have been asked to talk to every damn journalist there is, talk to every police officer in all of new york -- and each time they keep their mouth shut to the questions. even when their parents are the ones asking. they always keep their mouth shut, never saying a word on where they were.
but sometimes the journalist say things that catch them off guard. itâs pretty common knowledge to belle that each journalist has their own theories. runaway from bad parents. kidnapped and too traumatized to talk. some theory or another. but belle canât always tell what each personâs theory is -- even they say things like that.
their eyes shoot open at the implication that whatever he believed was the reason for their disappearance could be tried again. though, they try to blink back the reaction and shake their head instead. not a word said. ever.
@sentapostle: â let me take a look⊠â
okay, for as much as belle hated being borderline stalked by journalist constantly (it was still their first week back -- they couldnât complain too much when it made perfect sense, but nevertheless), having them show up at their school while they are sitting in the office with makeup work was one of the worst parts. but they keep their mouth shut, and the journalist will inevitably get his own ideas and get the point that they arenât going to tell him anything.
however -- there was something nice about a journalist offering to take a look at your english homework that makes not a damn bit of sense. for fucksake, it was easier to escape hell than understand what the hell this paragraph was trying to say.
so they slide their workbook over to him, careful to stay silent in the process, pointing to the question they have been stuck on for twenty minutes. and then they just wait without a word for the explanation and help they assume heâll provide.
@musescored: đ„ !! just like. pick 3 muses u like the most or think would work best i love u
jezebel is a devil of treachery !!
now i donât... actually have any idea of what she would have sold her soul for or anything like that. i just say so because her design very very close to the true forms of treachery!! the tail, the horns, itâs treachery. also, treachery is kinda considered the âfaceâ of hell and i really love the idea of her having been there what seems like forever, trying to escape and never being quite lucky enough to even find her way out of treachery? and just. having a âdadâ there (who obviously wouldnât be her real dad but like, father figure) who became less lovable over time and. i think it could work rlly cool!! but i donât know... her life story, just afterlife story. but hey! maybe itâs been so long she doesnât remember her life story either.
caroline is an angel of admiration !!
listen i had this whole big thing going through each and finding a way to deny until only equanimity was left and i was gonna have her be an angel of equanimity, but i was a fool. i got to admiration and had a realization -- yes, she is more than admiring cave, but not only is she more than that, her admiration is for more than that. forget cave, forget aperture. caroline is walking admiration: walking admiration for science. sorry fellas, sheâs married -- to science! so she gets into admiration and sheâs one of the very few that got in for admiration of things rather than people. itâs incredible. i love her.
i really like the idea of loser as a devil of violence actually??
this is a rlly selfish take but. from what u have said about loser i feel like its not Too Bad of a thing to say but. i rlly like the idea of loser selling his soul after cj is arrested. idk exactly what for -- maybe something involving cj, i donât know -- but i like the idea of him just. dealing with this fact that cj was arrested on his mind all the time, and then his time is up, and his biggest guilt is currently involving cj. the murderer. and so he never did anything wrong per se, but he still ends up in violence. experiencing that same damn bloodlust as cj felt because of what the violence against others section of violence is like, and how it makes anyone in there feeling the intense need to just. kill, kill, kill. and i think heâd be able to escape. i think heâd get lucky enough to escape all the layers and get out of hell: and i think he could leave kinda fucked up mentally from it, but not like... ânow a serial killerâ, just like, traumatized and with his curse, of intrusive violent thoughts. and tldr; i rlly like the idea of cj ruining loserâs life and afterlife.
@learnsteps:Â đ„ !
hello this one is actually gonna be. short because i donât know how to make it longer because itâs so obvious. i was gonna try to argue smth not obvious but. couldnât do it.
henri is an angel of justice !!
iâm not gonna talk about why because. itâs very obvious but i will talk about his time in heaven !!Â
i think that he feels... out of place in justice. i think the people of justice he fits right in with, but justice is a lot like dc with more political buildings and courthouses (ironic, i know), and i think that... heâd feel out of place. heâs not a lawyer, heâs not a police officer, and political things... fighting that was got him into justice. but i think heâd feel right at home in temperance, the ring modeled after paris. i think heâd âmoveâ and live in temperance full time -- with one exception to things.
i think heâd visit magnificence... a lot. thatâs where there are theatres, performances that you can get on stage and sing at and have the time of your afterlife. i think heâd feel at home in temperance, and happiest in magnificence. and i donât think... heâd leave. i think as long as he died after the war was done, i really donât think heâd leave unless told there was something else he can go help the living through. but i donât really know -- he might go back for something dumb, like missing fries with mayonnaise.
but i think heâs really happy in heaven, wearing what type of angel he is with pride (ironically, since thatâs another ring), finding happiness on all of heaven, with a few favorite places.Â
CARING SENTENCE STARTERSÂ
for muses that need a little love.Â
â  iâm here for you. â
â let me help with that. â
â  iâm here. â
â nothingâs gonna hurt you. â
â if they do it again, you tell me. â
â iâll protect you. â
â iâll make sure nothing bad happens to you. â
â let me take a lookâŠÂ â
â  iâm a phone call away. â
â  you should have called me. â
â  here, sleep. â
â  if you wanna talk, iâm here. â
â  hey, shh, itâs okay. â
â  iâll never let you go. â
â  youâre with me now. â
â  nothingâs gonna take you from my side. â
â iâll do what i have to.  â
â Â i need you to stay here, okay? i got this. Â â
â  itâs safe here. â
â  iâm fine, let me see your face. â
â  weâre gonna have to keep ice on that. â