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do u know what pisses me off? a lot of things where do i start
dan avidan out of context ‘ dead rising ’ edition
“Out of context, that sounded weird.” “This is like Pokémon Snap for psychotics.” “That’ll take my soul!” “They are undead and coordinated.” “I need extra mustard-colored shirts.” “Nice butt. Are you like a…butt model?” “Have you seen Natalie? She’s my nine iron!” “Never follow a ball into the street when it’s infested by zombies.” “I wish I was your lover.” “WHATEVER.” “Oh, you defeated a psychopath.” “Sick Rat Man shirt, bro.” “Well, I’ve got plenty of pictures of the Loch Ness Monster if you wanna see them.” “It’s a panic at the disco!” “All I can do is three things: dance, dance, and dance.” “Easy there, Quick-Draw McGraw!” “It looks out of control!” “I’ll just be like ‘oopsie-poopsies’ and go on with my life.” “Is this hell?” “I never got to tell ____ that it isn’t working!” “I hear you beepin’ and a-boopin’.” “Oh, new skill mastered: clown-killing.” “Nighttime is when bad stuff happens.” “I used…the Shining!” “Tag! You…are…it.” “You want to stay here with things that eat your baby?” “Stab him! Stab him with the garbage knife!” “Tell my husband/wife I said, 'Agh! I’ve been shot!’” “Slizzity slice, bitch!” “Coffee creamer will fuckin’ cure what ails you.” “I do like bananas.” “Don’t butt-nudge me!” “Stay right there, honey bear.” “Sorry, I’m having committment issues.” “Looks like your back needs some lumbar support!” “The orange juice did not extinguish the flames!” “A little paranormal whack-tivity.” “Gonna get some muffins.” “Well, he’s kinda cute but– AGH!” “My muffins!” “I’ve got the crazy fists!” “Into the begonias.” “I’m a…dancing queen!” “Just join the freakin’ cult with me!” “A fuckboy becomes a fuck-man at his barmitz-fuck.” “Furniture and battle axes?” “There’s a lot of muted earth-toned flannels going on right there.” “You bent it like zombie Beckham!” “That is an ocean of zombies!” “____, listen to ____.” “You need your telephone fixed?” “It was a satisfaction-free orange juice experience.” “Go fuck yourself, I love you!” “Jeepers crappers…” “You are fuckin’ being super corporate with me right now.” “Ahh! Youths!” “I’m not stuck in here with zombies, they’re stuck in here with ME.” “Aw, dip!” “I used to call escalators 'esca-ladle-ladle-ladles.’” “Sometimes I wonder, 'Is it even worth it to be not-alive anymore?’” “Did he tell you his favorite sandwich is a panini from Panera Bread?” “Don’t blame this on the government!” “It’s a map!” “BEES!” “Time flies when you’re fuckin’ stressed out and dying.” “You never listen to me.” “Watch out for the guy!” “May I call you ‘sandwich?’”
“Please come back, please come back, please come back.” :(
* / @heistloved !
the space between his eyebrows crinkle as he moves his eyes to look over his shoulder. fingers working to button his shirt into place. ❛ i told nick i’d meet him this morning. ❜ eyes look away from the heap of messy sheets as he moves to find his jacket. there was not a doubt in his mind he would stay if he thought he could get away with it. for a moment, he lets himself imagine peeling the clothes back off and crawling back into bed with the other. spending the morning waking up together, instead of him leaving before holland’s even had time to fully wake up. he knows nicholas would never let him live it down. ❛ i’ll be back for lunch. i’ll leave a mug down for you. sleep in. ❜ eyes refuse to spare him another glance before he’s moving his way out of holland’s bedroom, letting the truth of his life fade back in.
“I don’t know what the fuck is happening.”
* / @heistloved !
eyes glance up from the book in his hands. they had been sitting in comfortable silence for awhile now, until holland loudly interrupted. eyes watch his face for a moment, before they’re returning to his book. ❛ you say that like i should know what the fuck is happening. i’m not even sure what you’re referring to. ❜
“Can’t you see that I’m fucking leisuring?”
* / @heistloved !
it takes all his strength not to let his laughter fall from his lips. it was one thing to take the day off, but it was another to “ leisure “ as holland had put it. ❛ okay, can you take a minute off from your leisuring to eat the lunch i brought you. and by the way, this is not how people leisure, you’re playing video games in nothing but your underwear and my comforter. ❜
SPENCER & HOLLAND + holland’s surprise pda attacks ( @heistdriven )
“I will beat the devil in an appropriate place and not ruin my floors.”
“I got drunk and now I’m sitting on the ground.”
“Get an ouija board or something and bring me back!”
“Hi, welcome to me time.”
“Do you have anymore almond milk?”
“Just do it!”
“Hell yeah!”
“[Name], stop!”
“Cover it in mustard, and call it a day.”
“The power of Christ compels you.”
“What?”
“[Name], no one is judging you.”
“We know you have a soap fetish, it’s okay, just let it out.”
“Who said you could come in?”
“What’s wrong with eating paint?”
“I will lock myself in the bathroom and fucking cry.”
“I don’t know what the fuck is happening.”
“I painted my face green, I’m ready to party.”
“Cannolis, bitch!”
“I look like a half eaten apple on a road trip.”
“Look how much your mom loves you!”
“Can’t you see what the fuck I’m wearing, bitch?”
“I’m having me time, get out.”
“The devil is everywhere.”
“I think what I’m trying to say is that I just wanna fucking disappear.”
“Some people think that I’m crazy, I’m just out here trying to have a good time, what’s your problem?”
“Don’t do drugs, not even once.”
“I have a basketball game tomorrow.”
“We’re good? Tight.”
“Don’t ever talk to me or my son ever again.”
“The darkness will swallow you whole.”
“This is a safe place.”
“I love you so much, but you test me every day.”
“You’re a nasty bitch!”
“I didn’t come here to fuck around.”
“I want to be seen from the heavens!”
“I love fucking myself up.”
“Don’t expose me like this.”
“Who you fightin’?”
“Please come back, please come back, please come back.”
“My face is burned.”
“Hi, welcome to I feel guilty.”
“I am on a never ending quest to be the most beautiful person in the world.”
“Look at me! And my exquisite face!”
“You have to go to your baseball game right now, son!”
“I think it looks natural.”
“Go away.”
“I’ll never let go.”
“Do I look like someone who wants to hurt your feelings?”
“What are your standards?”
“Can’t you see that I’m fucking leisuring?”
guess who i am: "ooooo im anya im so smelly"
@illlusioner
with all due respect--which is none--
BROKE: most OCs are terribly written self-inserts or Mary Sues with the exception of a few well-written ones
WOKE: it’s unfair to generalize OCs as poorly written, especially on a platform which encourages budding authors to develop characters for what they may eventually intend to publish. furthermore, the standards to which we hold female/femme characters are astronomically higher than those we impose upon male characters, therefore the term Mary Sue is innately sexist
BESPOKE: all canon characters began as someone’s OC and plenty of them are still celebrated despite often inconsistent writing, especially certain male characters who are a thinly disguised self-insert onto which critically-acclaimed male authors have transparently projected their fantasies thereFORE who gives a shit if we use our OCs to rip out a part of ourselves and work through it in lieu of therapy when the world is crumbling around us. whether writing is your profession of your hobby, we should all get to be trash goblins.
𝐈'𝐌 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑.
ind, priv, sel original muse, written by anya. ©
“I warned you I kill everything I touch So why Would you ever let me touch you”
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Richard Madden | GQ Magazine
* / sinbcrn !
❝ ah , of course … ❞ a light smile on her lips , grace laughs , as though they were the best of friends , reunited after years apart . ❝ where are my manners ? ❞ she settles into her seat , slender hand outstretched in greeting . sleek nails catch the light . ❝ grace . ❞ in the dimmed room , his features fill her vision , and she watches curiously , observing each incremental movement . intrigued ? of course ; his own name is stamped on ballet pink file , tucked away , resting beside old coroner’s forms and police papers . she is , whatever else , thorough – wasteful in her luxuries , never in her employees ; the vetting process is an assiduous one . ❝ – pleasure’s all mine . ❞
head moves up from his hands, as his eyes move to land on her. he takes a quick moment to look at the only other male in the room. he takes a moment to truly look at him before looking back towards the female : grace. hand moves to place itself into the smaller palm of hers, a slightly more vicious grip than necessary meeting her. ❛ grace ; alec, let me start by saying, fuck you. ❜ a smile form against his lips as he gives her one shake of their hands before he’s pulling his hand away. blue eyes, again, look towards the male as he moves to stand up. ❛ calm down, just stretching my legs. ❜ a soft groan leaves his lips as he moves to stand behind the chair he was previously placed in. hands rest on the back, as he looks towards her again. ❛ get me a drink and i’ll consider letting this conversation continue, darling. ❜
mb: Danny Ocean & Rusty Ryan
gussie trying to do her job as spencer’s lawyer like / @heistdriven
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I’m not The Queen. You’re allowed to touch me.