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@debdondan
indie / semiselective / private killer and would-be victim - david warshawsky & eugenia warszawska.
written by magpie.
upsetting/triggering content may be present; please read the links before following / interacting.
personals/non-rp blogs: please do not reblog.
guidelines. david. eugenia. navigation. image credit.
YOU’RE AN INTERESTING GUY, BILLY BARKEEP.
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YOU’RE LIKE A SPONGE, I THINK. YOU TAKE EVERYTHING IN. BUT THEN, YOU’RE A STONE TOO, BECAUSE IF YOU’RE SQUEEZED, YOU GIVE NOTHING BACK.
:’) hey hey hi i’ve been avoiding someone bc i can’t act like a grownup and just block them lmao but anyway howdy
LEAVE THE PAST WHERE IT BELONGS THE PAST IS BEYOND OUR CONTROL
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guess who’s re-remaking another boi
Send ‘a moment of weakness’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence }
Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.
My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.
Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.
My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.
Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.
My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.
Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.
My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.
Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.
My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.
Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.
My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.
Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
Your muse is temporarily blind.
My muse is temporarily blind.
Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
Your muse has blackmail over mine.
My muse has blackmail over yours.
Mun chooses.
— spooky muse aesthetics ( dandelion candy )
bloodied knuckles | tear stained cheeks | rust | a busted lip | claws | fangs | a bloody nose | chattering teeth | a dark space underneath the bed | scratching noises on a wall | creaking metal | fog | dancing under moonlight | blood dripping lips | heavy breathing in the dark | a feeling of unexplained dread | a figure in a dark corner | dirty peeling wallpaper | a bloody handprint on the wall | sobbing in the dark | bite marks on the skin | eerie whispers | a hood covering a stranger’s eyes | the growl of a hidden animal | the sound of a blade being sharpened | a deep, dark forest | walking on the streets alone at night | a cobweb-filled, abandoned building | eyes darting in paranoia | a heavy beating pulse | the feeling of being trapped | struggling to get out a scream | boards covering broken windows | a quiet graveyard | a gas station in the middle of nowhere | a road that never ends | heavy fog rolling in | the scent of blood in the air | eerie old photographs | walking along traintracks at night | a chill going up the spine | gathering crows | a dusty, dimly lit study | mist over a deserted cobblestone street | ghost towns | shadows around a campfire | the sound of chanting | church bells tolling | an orange harvest moon | a broken down carnival | a dirty stuffed animal abandoned | wiping bloody hands on fabric | nightmares | waking up in a panic | a power outage | heavy lightning storms | a secret trap door | the feeling of being watched | fear from trauma | a ouija board set out on a table | an eerie doll | a scream of anguish and pain | withered plants | a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust | owl eyes in the dark | curled, dead tree branches | a ritual altar | flickering candles | a lantern held up in the dark | fear of being followed | creaking floorboards | repressed, horrible memories | clenched teeth | soft, echoing piano keys | an old book covered in dust | many pairs of glaring eyes | stumbling in pitch black darkness | being stranded in the middle of nowhere | tarot cards on a table | a trail of blood
tagged by: nabbed it off @teleglitch tagging: @kingxfmischief , @betawitch , @shipsink
— spooky muse aesthetics ( donovan royce )
bloodied knuckles | tear stained cheeks | rust | a busted lip | claws | fangs | a bloody nose | chattering teeth | a dark space underneath the bed | scratching noises on a wall | creaking metal | fog | dancing under moonlight | blood dripping lips | heavy breathing in the dark | a feeling of unexplained dread | a figure in a dark corner | dirty peeling wallpaper | a bloody handprint on the wall | sobbing in the dark | bite marks on the skin | eerie whispers | a hood covering a stranger’s eyes | the growl of a hidden animal | the sound of a blade being sharpened | a deep, dark forest | walking on the streets alone at night | a cobweb-filled, abandoned building | eyes darting in paranoia | a heavy beating pulse | the feeling of being trapped | struggling to get out a scream | boards covering broken windows | a quiet graveyard | a gas station in the middle of nowhere | a road that never ends | heavy fog rolling in | the scent of blood in the air | eerie old photographs | walking along traintracks at night | a chill going up the spine | gathering crows | a dusty, dimly lit study | mist over a deserted cobblestone street | ghost towns | shadows around a campfire | the sound of chanting | church bells tolling | an orange harvest moon | a broken down carnival | a dirty stuffed animal abandoned | wiping bloody hands on fabric | nightmares | waking up in a panic | a power outage | heavy lightning storms | a secret trap door | the feeling of being watched | fear from trauma | a ouija board set out on a table | an eerie doll | a scream of anguish and pain | withered plants | a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust | owl eyes in the dark | curled, dead tree branches | a ritual altar | flickering candles | a lantern held up in the dark | fear of being followed | creaking floorboards | repressed, horrible memories | clenched teeth | soft, echoing piano keys | an old book covered in dust | many pairs of glaring eyes | stumbling in pitch black darkness | being stranded in the middle of nowhere | tarot cards on a table | a trail of blood
tagged by: nabbed it off @teleglitch tagging: @femmeveined , @medicinestole , @heroboi / @wantbrave
— spooky muse aesthetics ( deborah cohen )
bloodied knuckles | tear stained cheeks | rust | a busted lip | claws | fangs | a bloody nose | chattering teeth | a dark space underneath the bed | scratching noises on a wall | creaking metal | fog | dancing under moonlight | blood dripping lips | heavy breathing in the dark | a feeling of unexplained dread | a figure in a dark corner | dirty peeling wallpaper | a bloody handprint on the wall | sobbing in the dark | bite marks on the skin | eerie whispers | a hood covering a stranger’s eyes | the growl of a hidden animal | the sound of a blade being sharpened | a deep, dark forest | walking on the streets alone at night | a cobweb-filled, abandoned building | eyes darting in paranoia | a heavy beating pulse | the feeling of being trapped | struggling to get out a scream | boards covering broken windows | a quiet graveyard | a gas station in the middle of nowhere | a road that never ends | heavy fog rolling in | the scent of blood in the air | eerie old photographs | walking along traintracks at night | a chill going up the spine | gathering crows | a dusty, dimly lit study | mist over a deserted cobblestone street | ghost towns | shadows around a campfire | the sound of chanting | church bells tolling | an orange harvest moon | a broken down carnival | a dirty stuffed animal abandoned | wiping bloody hands on fabric | nightmares | waking up in a panic | a power outage | heavy lightning storms | a secret trap door | the feeling of being watched | fear from trauma | a ouija board set out on a table | an eerie doll | a scream of anguish and pain | withered plants | a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust | owl eyes in the dark | curled, dead tree branches | a ritual altar | flickering candles | a lantern held up in the dark | fear of being followed | creaking floorboards | repressed, horrible memories | clenched teeth | soft, echoing piano keys | an old book covered in dust | many pairs of glaring eyes | stumbling in pitch black darkness | being stranded in the middle of nowhere | tarot cards on a table | a trail of blood
tagged by: nabbed it off @teleglitch tagging: @strangemines , @lilacwintersky , @thescreameffect , @dullreverie
YOU’RE AN INTERESTING GUY, BILLY BARKEEP.
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please read rules before following & interacting, thank you
personal/non-rp blogs: please don’t reblog
YOU’RE LIKE A SPONGE, I THINK. YOU TAKE EVERYTHING IN. BUT THEN, YOU’RE A STONE TOO, BECAUSE IF YOU’RE SQUEEZED, YOU GIVE NOTHING BACK.
i know i said it was Tuesday, but I think i’m stuck somewhere between days i think i’m stuck somewhere i think i’m stuck
— Taylor Steele, from “Shocker,” published in Crab Fat Magazine
A shapeshifter who can only turn into things they eat
I am in the mood / to be forgotten.
Hanif Abdurraqib, from “For the Dogs Who Barked at Me on the Sidewalks in Connecticut,” published in Poetry (via lifeinpoetry)
✰ — — — BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SENTENCE STARTERS
‘ strap in ‘cause this one is rough. ’ ‘ it’s– it’s yucky. ’ ‘ i’m aware of some details of this and it’s– it’s yucky. ’ ‘ i’m not a gambling man, but i don’t really like those odds. ’ ‘ we could conceivably run into this guy taking a dump in the woods or something. ’ ‘ are you fucking out of your mind? ’ ‘ i’m starting to think you want to die. ’ ‘ you turned a corner on that one pretty quick. ’ ‘ oh my god, it’s fucking horrifying. ’ ‘ there’s an elk, though. there’s a deer over there. ’ ‘ here’s the remains and rubble of one of the greatest unsolved mysteries of all time and you’re looking at the fucking deer in the forrest. ’ ‘ maybe they were in there telling ghost stories. ’ ‘ that’s not what pillow talk is, i don’t think. ’ ‘ pillow talk could either mean something you do after sex or it could mean what’s like sleepover talk. ’ ‘ do you tell ghost stories after sex? ’ ‘ all very effective for– for murder. ’ ‘ they stabbed him so hard that the knife bent. ’ ‘ you would think that there’d be at least one witness. ’ ‘ you see someone running through the forrest covered in blood, you’re probably not gonna bat an eye. ’ ‘ that’s not how the forrest works. ’ ‘ excuse me, sir. why are you covered in blood? ’ ‘ i’m glad to know that you would be the worst crime scene witness of all time. ’ ‘ oh, you were phrasing it in a dramatic way. ’ ‘ what is it about killers– that they want to be caught so badly… or like they want to get as close to being caught without being caught? ’ ‘ i can’t put my mind into the mind of a criminal. ’ ‘ i can put my mind into the mind of a criminal. ’ ‘ some of them must be friends, others would like to plunge knives into each other. ’ ‘ i can imagine one friend of yours murdering you. ’ ‘ i’m pretty sure there was a coverup by the police department. ’ ‘ 70′s and 80′s police were always just like, ‘oh, you murdered someone? you got forty bucks?’ ’ ‘ great! what else do you want?! i murdered people for you! and now… what? ’ ‘ oh, so i’m the psycho cause i murdered for you!? ’ ‘ what, the police were just writing fan fiction? ’ ‘ this is just baffling to me. ’ ‘ i guess that’s their job, but can you imagine how much goddamn paperwork is involved in that? so much! ’ ‘ i’m pretty sure we’re being watched, so i kind of wanna leave, to be honest. ’ ‘ i’ve had enough of this place and i haven’t even been here that long. i hate this place. ’ ‘ this boogeyman is very thorough. ’ ‘ i guess we’re lucky he got lazy. ’ ‘ the greatest safety precautions of our time are written in blood. ’ ‘ i think they’re tired of this ongoing saga that never ends. ’ ‘ you know, i actually disagree with that last sentiment. ’ ‘ this is like straight-up end of days shit going on. ’ ‘ this could’ve been the beginning of the zombie apocalypse, in my mind. ’ ‘ i’ve daydreamed about having an amazing bunker that has satellite tv. ’ ‘ ‘bad advil’ sounds like a shitty indie band. ’ ‘ the wild west was the 80′s. ’ ‘ in the 80′s you could walk in a store, pocket a soda, punch a guy in the face, and then be like ‘see ya later. fuck you!’ cops wouldn’t get to your door for weeks. ’ ‘ he had books that were just titled ‘how to crime’? if he had a book called ‘how to crime’ then there’s your guy. ’ ‘ oh, yeah… nah, i’m good. eh, bit of a reach. ’ ‘ some old lady in florida bought the unabomber’s typewriter? ’ ‘ maybe this guy was really in the dog house and was just desperate for any kind of turn of affection from her so he thought, ‘i know that i’ll do! i’ll write the fbi!’ ’ ‘ no, i didn’t– what, is there anything to suggest that i would chase my mom with an axe? ’ ‘ i think you wear a mask sometimes. ’ ‘ maybe you should keep digging and see what happens. ’ ‘ these are two messed up weirdos who have found each other and it’s almost a shockingly beautiful love story. ’ ‘ i don’t get it. i just wanna talk about my work and everyone just keeps seeming to bring up all my past of all the shitty stuff i’ve done. ’ ‘ ugh, this guy’s gross. ’ ‘ it must’ve been fun to be a criminal in the 80′s. ’ ‘ everything before the 80′s – just lawless. ’ ‘ get your sunglasses ready because this one is packed full of bright stars. ’ ‘ i’m good to go. i’m always ready, baby! ’ ‘ it came true so she was actually warranted in all these fears. ’ ‘ this would be like if you were eaten by a shark. ’ ‘ i thought for a second we were talking about things that are actually scary. ’ ‘ i’m gonna let this slide because i know you’re just trying to get a rise out of me. ’ ‘ does that man have a magical penis or something? ’ ‘ you think the only reason someone would go back to someone is because they have a magical penis? ’ ‘ i feel like divorce is probably a lot of work. ’ ‘ do you not know how love works? ’ ‘ maybe i don’t know how love works. ’ ‘ i have a hard time imagining someone going gaga over christopher walken. ’ ‘ i bet when you get in a room with christopher walken, he commands the space. ’ ‘ i brought some cocktail weenies. ’ ‘ one of my greatest fears is that someone will trick me into doing heroin. ’ ‘ that’s the dumbest fear i’ve ever heard in my life. ’ ‘ how many situations can you be in that would put you up to that potential danger? ’ ‘ how many parties are you going to where heroin’s involved? it seems like a lot. ’ ‘ it’s the fear that someone would come up to me on the street and put heroin in me and then i’m hooked forever. ’ ‘ here’s what must’ve happened… these forty things, in succession. ’ ‘ what are you trying to do, fuck my wife? ’ ‘ why would he make this up? ’ ‘ he– he was just trying to fuck someones wife. ’ ‘ i can’t imagine murdering someone even when drunk. ’ ‘ when you drink you can imagine murdering someone?! ’ ‘ i ate a pumpkin once when i was drunk… i just took a bite out of a pumpkin. ’ ‘ that’s a rational fear! ’ ‘ that is not a rational fear! ’ ‘ these are the musings of a paranoid man. ’
love, simon → sentence starters
slightly edited in some cases to work for rp purposes. features quotes from Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda as well. feel free to change phrasing or pronouns to fit your muse(s)!
❝ I’m just like you. ❞
❝ I have one huge-ass secret. ❞
❝ Nobody knows I’m gay. ❞
❝ Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck on a ferris wheel. One minute I’m on top of the world, then the next I’m at rock-bottom. ❞
❝ I’ve been thinking about why I haven’t come out yet. ❞
❝ Who you are to the world is pretty terrifying because what if the world doesn’t like you?❞
❝ It doesn’t seem fair that only gay people have to come out. Why is straight the default?❞
❝ Sometimes I feel like I’m always on the outside, there’s this invisible line that I have to cross to really be a part of everything and I just can’t ever cross it. ❞
❝ Sometimes I think I’m destined to care so much about one person it nearly kills me. ❞
❝ He’s wearing a woman’s sweater and he’s drunk. ❞
❝ When did you first realize? ❞
❝ I haven’t told anyone. Announcing who you are to the world is pretty terrifying. ❞
❝ I have something to tell you. I’m straight. ❞
❝ I like girls. ❞
❝ I’m heterosexual. ❞
❝ I’m sorry. I can’t do this anymore. ❞
❝ I’m supposed to be the one that decides when and how and who knows, and how I get to say it, that’s supposed to be my thing! ❞
❝ I’m done living in a world where I don’t get to be who I am. I deserve a great love story and I want someone to share it with. ❞
❝ Have you ever been in love? ❞
❝ These last years, it’s almost like I can feel you holding your breath. ❞
❝ Disclaimer, this is about to get romantic as F. ❞
❝ She’s cute, but she’s just not really my type. Not because she’s black. I love black women. Not like, you know, I have a thing for black women, I just, I just, I just love all women. ❞
❝ I might not know your name or what you look like, but I want to find you.❞
❝ I’m done living in a world where I don’t get to be who I am. ❞
❝ White shouldn’t be the default any more than straight should be the default. There shouldn’t even be a default. ❞
❝ Sometimes it seems like everyone knows who I am except me ❞
❝ Straight people really should have to come out, and the more awkward it is, the better. Awkwardness should be a requirement. ❞
❝ I mean, I feel secure in my masculinity, too. Being secure in you masculinity isn’t the same as being straight. ❞
❝ I’m just so sick of straight people who can’t get their shit together. ❞
❝ I’m too busy trying not to be in love with someone who isn’t real. ❞
❝ Really, though, there are only two kinds of weather: hoodie weather and weather where you wear a hoodie anyway. ❞
❝ Did you just tell us you’re gay? ❞
❝ Nothing is worse than the secret humiliation of being insulted by proxy. ❞
❝ I fall a little bit in love with everyone. ❞
❝ People are shameless when it comes to cake. It’s a beautiful thing to see. ❞
❝ There’s something about you that makes me want to open up, and that’s slightly terrifying to me. ❞
❝ I knew you had a secret. ❞
❝ I wanted to ask you about it, but I didn’t wan to pry. Maybe I made a mistake. ❞
❝ You get to be more you than you have been in, in a very long time. You deserve everything you want. ❞
❝ I like no endings. I like things that don’t end. ❞
❝ You may actually be the only person who gets more than 140 characters from me. That’s kind of awesome, right? ❞
❝ I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re not 100% committed to your Oreo diet. ❞
❝ I can’t imagine a scenario where I don’t want to kiss your face off as soon as I see you.❞
❝ I feel irrelevant. ❞
❝ They put me in a box, and every time I try to nudge the lid open, they slam it back down. It’s like nothing about me is allowed to change. ❞
❝ It’s really amazing, isn’t it? Someone can trigger your sexual identity crisis and not have a clue they’re doing it. ❞
❝ There’s no such thing as a good idea when you’re in seventh grade. ❞
❝ I feel like I’m supposed to make some comment to underscore the ridiculousness of it all, but honestly? It’s sort of nice not to have to be cynical for a change. ❞
❝ I try not to change, but i keep changing, in all these tiny ways. And every freaking time, i have to reintroduce myself to the universe all over again. ❞
❝ You make everything a big deal. ❞
‘can i have a sandwich, please?’ (Deborah)
john mulaney sentence starter meme. | accepting | @chariotsofthegodsman
“Well, I hope you like peanut butter, or...” Deb squints into the pantry and cupboards. “Mmm, whatever we have in here -- we’ve got pickles...? And silverskin onions, which Nathan likes on his sandwiches, but he’s weird, so.”
