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[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

bc yahoo new login system can go suck a weenie, i found an old oc blog i dont use anymore and converted it so i can have an easier time logging in.

heres the link, fam

[pnkgy-blog]

PINK SEASON SENTENCE STARTERS !

varying sentence starters from pink guy’s / filthy frank’s album, pink season, organized in order of the tracklist. very long post. different triggers apply, you’ve been warned !

❛ i don’t got time for another little bitch ! ❜ ❛ are you fucking serious ? ❜ ❛ stay the fuck out of my business. ❜ ❛ i don’t fuck with pussies, call me gay. ❜ ❛ i don’t fuck with cunts, call me homo. ❜ ❛ i got a gun. ❜ ❛ what the fuck are you doing ? ❜ ❛ this is some fucking bullshit. ❜ ❛ this ain’t a fucking game, bitch. ❜ ❛ shut the fuck up. ❜ ❛ you’re a fucking cunt. ❜ ❛ nobody even wants you here. ❜ ❛ can you shut your fucking mouth ? ❜ ❛ you’re just really fucking dense. ❜ ❛ are you stupid or disabled ? ❜ ❛ come && catch these hands. ❜ ❛ i hope you win the lottery && die the next day, && your daughter has to see you get lowered to your grave. ❜ ❛ ooh, that was a little dark. ❜ ❛ i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ very poor taste. ❜ ❛ i shouldn’t have said that. ❜ ❛ i do it for my city. ❜ ❛ please stop calling me gay. ❜ ❛ it was just a little mistake. ❜ ❛ i regret to inform you, i fucked your girls pussy. ❜ ❛ she’s so nice. ❜ ❛ she lets me use her body. ❜ ❛ i treat her badly, but she comes back every time. ❜ ❛ it goes to show that none of these hoes are worth a dime. ❜ ❛ hello, i would like to schedule you to pick me up, as i am on the prowl for pussy. ❜ ❛ i’m cooking all the dumplings. ❜ ❛ i’m cooking up a storm, boy, none of that beef shit. ❜ ❛ they say i’m the man in your nightmares. ❜ ❛ that’s a personal issue. ❜ ❛ i’m a motherfucking meme machine. ❜ ❛ without memes, i will die. ❜ ❛ i’m tryna get my dick wet. ❜ ❛ feminism: the pussy’s in charge. ❜ ❛ flex like david ike. ❜ ❛ i think i know the truth. ❜ ❛ high school sucks. ❜ ❛ i got these pussy bitches wailing like the japanese. ❜   ❛ breathing more cushion than the seat’s got. ❜ ❛ i’m here to be an act, not a role model. ❜ ❛ suck my dick. ❜ ❛ we fall again. ❜ ❛ i never thought i’d see you come from beneath me. ❜ ❛ everything is dark && empty && i don’t know how to fix it. ❜ ❛ i don’t know why i feel like shit. ❜ ❛ i’m dying inside. ❜ ❛ i think there’s something wrong with me. ❜ ❛ every time i go outside i look like i’ve been doing meth. ❜ ❛ you think this is about my feelings ? ❜ ❛ when the sun go down, i’m sippin on lean. ❜ ❛ if you really didn’t care, you’d let it be. ❜   ❛ take a look around, motherfucker, everyone’s diggin’ me. ❜ ❛ i live in a constant state of fear && misery. ❜ ❛ do you miss me anymore ? ❜ ❛ i don’t even notice when it hurts anymore. ❜ ❛ what’s wrong with the world ? ❜    

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

I’m  just  letting  you  know  right  now,  I’m  never  up  to  any  good.    ...you  also  don’t  have  any  solid  evidence  that  I’m  not.

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

apocalyptic-pig:

“And I’m gonna say it third. My pachimaris.”

“And I’m going to say it fourth. They’re mine.”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

apocalyptic-pig:

“I said it first.”

“I said it second.”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

BALANCING PERSONALITY FLAWS

Conformist     ☆☆☆☆☆☆★☆☆☆  Rebel

Naive             ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆★☆☆  Cynical

Indecisive      ☆☆☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆  Inflexible

Selfish           ☆☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆☆   Self-sacrificing Apathetic       ☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆☆☆  Emotional Fearful           ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆★☆  Reckless Childish          ☆★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Humorless Dependent     ☆☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆☆ Loner Passive          ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆★☆☆ Aggressive

tagged by: mcfucking hijacked this shit from @noxportentum​

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

apocalyptic-pig:

“Who said?”

“I did.”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

n3uraln3twork3r:

“… Depends, kid. She got blonde-hair, blue-eyes, looks like she never aged a day past 25?”

❛ That is correct. I’m guessin’ ya do. ❜

[apocalyptic-pig-blog]

@fromsweetroses has been hooked.

“My pachimaris.”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

“Those are my pachimaris.”

[wightnightmares-blog]

fromsweetroses:

The girl let out a pouty huff at the answer. Both it is, then. Both. It. Is.

She nuzzled into the hug and let out a little groan in response. She was silent for a moment before actually responding. “…We may continue.”

He gave them a final, gentle pat on the back then and moved to stand up. “Let’s get to it then.”

“Now I know your brother has been trying his best to do this, but have you been practicing attempting to manifest yourself objects with your abilities?”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

Angel stood up and brushed the invisible dust from her backside. She clicked her tongue as she thought about it and shrugged.

"Not exactly, no." She said. "Wait, that's your-- (rather lazy) --way of reloading, right?"

[wightnightmares-blog]

fromsweetroses:

Angel looked over to her father and squinted with the most unamused frown. “Should I be mad at you because you managed to make a pun out of that or mad at myself for walking into it?” She only laid there for a couple of seconds longer before she complied and got up.

…Except she only flopped right onto him because she’s yet to recover from the most unnecessary pun. Why did he do that? Why did she do that? “Thanks. It’s never entering my comfort zone.” She grumbled.

The proud grin might have taken on a slight smirk at their question. “That’s entirely up to you to decide.”

He let out a snort at the action and wrapped his arms around the girl in a comforting hug. “Trust me, I understand completely what you mean.”

“Do you need a minute to recover before we continue?”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

The girl let out a pouty huff at the answer. Both it is, then. Both. It. Is.

She nuzzled into the hug and let out a little groan in response. She was silent for a moment before actually responding. "...We may continue."

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wightnightmares:

“Stop, child.” Why was she like this?

The wraith blinked and waited patiently for her to make up her mind and put it into motion. Raising an eyebrow at that smug look she gave him before a proud grin split across his face at the display–she was getting better to say the least.

A hand reached out to pat their back gently as the Reaper crouched down next to where they lay on the ground. “…if you wanted a hug that badly you could have just taken one you know. You don’t have to state such a claim out loud. You are my daughter after all.”

“Come on, get up and I’ll hug you. That was actually extremely impressive, Angel.”

Angel looked over to her father and squinted with the most unamused frown. “Should I be mad at you because you managed to make a pun out of that or mad at myself for walking into it?” She only laid there for a couple of seconds longer before she complied and got up.

...Except she only flopped right onto him because she’s yet to recover from the most unnecessary pun. Why did he do that? Why did she do that? “Thanks. It’s never entering my comfort zone.” She grumbled.

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

the-winterwitch:

“Got a problem?”  Evie asked almost innocently.  She was pretty used to people not liking her - they all thought she was a cold-hearted murderer.  Which she was.  But she was more than that!

“Ah, chill out!  I promise it’s…cool.”

Angel took a deep breath and let out a sigh. God. Why. G o d. “My only problem are the ungodly puns.” She said, wanting death’s sweet embrace already. Holy shit why are ice-themed people like this? 

“I’m guessing this is my life now.”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

the-winterwitch:

“Haha, I guess you could say that I’m a ‘cool’ individual.”  Evie grinned.  She doubted that this girl knew what she was really saying, but it was funny nonetheless.

“Oh, little old me?  I, ah, well.  There’s more than one reason I’m a ‘cool individual’.”  Evie gripped her staff with one hand and shrugged with the other nonchalantly.

Boy she sure does like mentioning the fact that she is a cool individual-- oh fucking Christ almighty. Angel recalls her mother’s friend being into the whole ice lady gimmick. But this woman...is definitely not her. 

“...You don’t happen to be into the whole ice shit, are you?” Angel inhaled and looked to the side. “Great.”

[fromsweetrosesblob-blog]

wightnightmares:

Reaper groaned at that. “Don’t remind me.”

The mimicry and ignorant act was amusing, especially with how eager his daughter was to show off her powers that she couldn’t even finish the performance before interrupting herself. They coaxed a low rumbling chuckle from the man as he shook his head. “What’s the most difficult thing you can muster up so far? Let’s start there.”

“A grim reminder that Sombra is with us forever and always.” She patted his arm.

Angel took a deep inhale as she thought about it. She’s mostly been messing around what she finds the most simplest and easy to do. Her precious comfort zones. 

She let out a smug grin as she wraithed form and moved backwards only for it to only last at least 1 second before she gets dropped to the ground in. “I. Want to die. Craving death’s sweet embrace.” 

[manabamate]

“Cute” starter meme:

“You’re cute.”

“It’s cute.” 

“Do you think you’re cute?”

“It’s kinda cute.”

“You’re cute, but not my type.”

“I couldn’t eat that, it’s too cute!”

“That’s not cute, it’s scary!”

“That was cute.”

“Don’t you think this is cute?”

“Very cute.”

“____ Is the cutest.”

“I’m cute.” 

“Are you sure I can have it? It’s so cute!”

“No one will ever be cuter than you.”

“Am I cute?”

“You’re not cute.”

“Don’t give me that cute act.”

“You need to be cuter.”

“You’re the cutest.”

“You’re cute, but I’m cuter.”

“Why do you have to act so cute?”

“Acting cute wont get you out of this.”

“Those are cute, where did you get them?”

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wightnightmares:

One could hear the wraith audibly groan at the mention of Sombra. “She’s not still around here, is she? I swear I just kicked her out.” He growled under his breath a vow to get that annoying hacker out of here for good one way or another some time.

At least they were pleased at his idea, so that much was encouraging. “I’ve noticed you playing with your wraith powers lately, don’t think I haven’t. How about you show me what you can do so far.” He set the teenager down back on her feet and folded his arms over his chest to watch.

The child shrugged while laughing. “You know how she is. You think you kick her out and like 2 hours later she’s in the kitchen eating what was left in the fridge for later.” She can’t even count how many times that had happened in the past week.

She mimic’d the arm movement and pouted. “I have no clue what you’re talking about--” Angel quickly cut herself off and leaned in. “What’s the first thing you wanna see?”