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Sick or not, your skin has always been on fire.
Bernard Ferguson - “Flareup” (via buttonpoetry)
Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again.
Ernest Hemmingway (via poetryproject)
* henlo stinkies. i’ve been hanging out on another blog. i’ll get to things here soon tho !
‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’
❛ o, come to gloat, have ya ? ❜ again / again, his abrasive nature is too much to handle. haven’t you learned, dear mantis ? time after / time / you choose pain. you turn to violence / you speak with your fists. he’ll be sore for days, he’s sure of it. for now, he doesn’t move / sitting where he was / on the ground, recovering even still. ❛ you would know so much about that, wouldn’t you ? get outta my sight. ❜ leave me to suffer / leave me to fester. just as he surely would / inevitably / alone.
‘ at least bandage it. ’
❛ why ? does it bother you ? ❜ always one to annoy / to aggravate / but when he is the annoyed / the aggravated / he will show no mercy. to have such a strong hierro was truly a gift / not to say that those accidents still didn’t happen, now + again. a scuff as minor as this was child’s play / perhaps he needed to clean + cover it. the palm / cleanly cut + indeed bleeding, albeit minutely / is pushed up into the other’s face, hovering. ❛ kiss it better for me, won’t you ? then i’ll bandage it. ❜
* like this for a starter. no cap / mutuals only / these will be queued.
sniffs.
get away from me you filthy heathen.
* so i’m gonna be queuing those asks + my starters / replies from now on. just in case i start posting in consistently. question : should i have it post once a day, or twice ?
* pick-a-fight meme
‘ could you shut up for five minutes? ’
‘ i have a better idea. why don’t you walk home? ’
‘ so what? ’
‘ i don’t give a shit. ’
‘ aw, did i hurt your wittle feelings? ’
‘ are you serious! ’
‘ how could you let this happen! ’
‘ kiss. my. ass. ’
‘ oh, did i do that? silly me. ’
‘ one more word and i’ll burn your breakfast. don’t test me. ’
‘ admit it. i was right. ’
‘ get out. ’
‘ you’re wrong and you know it. ’
‘ yeah? make me. ’
‘ better let an expert handle this one. ’
‘ i hope you get sunburn! ’
‘ i hope you get frostbite! ’
‘ have fun getting home. ’
‘ hope you’re happy, asshole. ’
‘ get your hands out of my face. ’
‘ sorry, what was that? i couldn’t hear you over the bullshit. ’
‘ un-fucking-believable. ’
‘ forget it. i’ll do it myself. ’
‘ hey, fuck you! ’
‘ jesus, it was a joke. get over yourself. ’
‘ i hope you step on a lego. ’
‘ you’re leaving. right now. ’
‘ eat my shorts. ’
‘ this blows! ’
‘ don’t tempt me. ’
nnoitra: tch. women suck.
me, sipping on my "i love women" juice: oh worm ???
* i don’t condone inappropriate behaviour. i may be a very desensitized person for various personal reasons, but i always try to watch out for the comfort of my friends + followers. if i ever step out of line, all i ask is that you politely correct me. if i ever forget to tag triggering content, let it be known that i’m sorry + i genuinely didn’t mean to. nudge me about it, come into my askbox ( anon is on ) + politely ask me to tag such + such with the appropriate tags. ( i know it says in my rules too, but my trigger tags look like “ # _____ // ” just so we’re clear. ) just know that while i have no direct triggers, that doesn’t mean that others don’t, + i try to respect that.
but moving on + repeat, i don’t condone inappropriate behaviour, both in character + out. there are some things you just don’t say / do or have your muse(s) say / do. i won’t outright say exactly what, but i expect you guys to know the do’s + don’t’s of roleplay on tumblr. you’re grown ass people + just know that i never intentionally mean to disrespect y’all. i’m glad that anon came to me about the situation ( mutuals feel free to IM me for an explanation ) + i took action.
listen, i’m not hear to lecture, so i’m trying to keep things short. but if there’s any sort of drama that i missed ( because i tend to go missing for possibly months at a time ) please inform me, either via inbox or IMs if we’re mutuals. bc i don’t go looking for drama, in fact i try to avoid it wherever possible, but i have to rely on you guys to give me the scoop so i can decide for myself. thank you again to that anon who came to me, it means a lot. i ain’t tryin’ to mess with shit like that. this blog ( as well as my other blogs ) are meant to be safe spaces for everyone, + i intend to keep it that way.
* i wish that person who sent me an anon just now would have been off anon. i want to reply to them privately. if you’re reading this + sent me that anon, please inbox me again off anon. i swear i’m not mad at you, i just ... need clarification ??? idk.
* 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! ’