❝I'M NO HERO. I'M A KILLER.❞

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[septic-muse]

Believe me, I’m fine.

         ( But I’m lying, I’m so very far from fine. ) 

[bluesmemethings]

just monika starters

❛  Do you believe in god ?  ❜

❛  I’d really love to meet this God who seemingly laughs at the misery of everyone not eligible for his miracles.  ❜

❛  I don’t think it’s too far-fetched for there to be a god - if Earth was nothing but his playset.  ❜

❛  have you ever wondered what it feels like to die?  ❜

❛  But in the end, you always fix it, and that makes me feel like you really do care about me.  ❜

❛  … Hey, are you having a bad day or anything like that ?  ❜

❛  Sometimes I get frustrated that a normal day can be ruined even by really small things.  ❜

❛  Just remember that the sun will shine again tomorrow.  ❜

❛  If you’re having a bad day, you can always come to me, and I’ll talk to you for as long as you need.  ❜

❛  It can be really hard to get enough sleep nowadays.  ❜

❛  I just think you’re really great and wanted to make sure you’re not accidentally destroying yourself.  ❜

❛  You’re not still hung up over it, right?  ❜

❛  … Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I just said that.  ❜

❛  That pun was completely unintentional, I swear!  ❜

❛  I know how much you cared about her, so it only feels right for me to share her last moments with you.   ❜

❛  It’s not healthy to think about the things you could have done differently.  ❜

❛  It’s kind of giving me an identity crisis.  ❜

❛  All my memories are really hazy …  ❜

❛  Everyone has a story.  ❜

❛  Just by being a good person, you can save someone’s life.  ❜

❛  … Man, humans are complicated !  ❜

❛  As long as you’re here with me, I’ll take care of you, my love.  ❜

❛  Do you ever just feel like there’s no real reason for you to be alive ?  ❜

❛  It’s not like I can just go change the world.  ❜

❛  I think I would be too selfish to kill myself anyway.  ❜

❛  So much for being a good person, right ?  ❜

❛  Man, I wish there was a piano in here …  ❜

❛  Ah … I don’t mean that like I’m bragging or anything !  ❜

❛  It’s weird, like, we only care about killing the things that we personally relate to as a species.  ❜

❛  Sorry, I don’t mean to sound dramatic or anything.  ❜

❛  We’re programmed to desire social feedback.  ❜

❛  I don’t think you should be doing that !  ❜

❛  I really caught you doing something naughty here.  ❜

❛  … Oh no, that sounds kind of desperate, doesn’t it ?  ❜

❛  … That’s not conceited or anything, is it ?  ❜

❛  Sorry, I don’t really know what I’m doing !  ❜

❛  It’s not right for me to miss things that weren’t even real in the first place.  ❜

❛  Didn’t plants evolve to be spicy to prevent them from being eaten ?  ❜

❛  I can’t help but feel like this was fate.  ❜

❛  Sometimes I feel like I’m not in control, and it’s kind of scary.  ❜

❛  You ever have that thing happen where you just get anxious for no reason?  ❜

❛  But isn’t that kind of … inefficient?  ❜

❛  I just wish high school prepared us a little better with the knowledge we need to make the decision that’s right for us.  ❜

❛  I would have loved to wear some cute clothes for you.  ❜

❛  Hey, do you like horror ?  ❜

❛  The problem I have with horror movies is that most of them just rely on easy tactics.  ❜

❛  It’s not fun or inspiring to get scared by stuff that just takes advantage of human instinct.  ❜

❛  God, just thinking about it gives me the chills.  ❜

❛  I’ve been imagining all the romantic things we could do if we went on a date …  ❜

❛  Eh? D-Did you say … k … kiss?  ❜ 

❛  This suddenly … it’s a little embarrassing …  ❜

❛  Don’t lie if it turned you on a little bit.  ❜

❛  She even told me I should kill myself.  ❜

❛  I couldn’t even believe she said that - I just had to leave at that point.  ❜

❛  It’s not like I could ever actually kill a person …  ❜

[implicit-hero]

return home

@ecotonebeing

Still in his army fatigues, Jack sits down at the only desk in their tent, turning the lamp on. He grabs a sheet of paper out of a drawer and grabs his pencil.

He excitingly writes down the news for his fiance on the paper, his hand aching from pushing down so hard on the pencil.

Ellie! 

I have some great news for you, dear. After what happened two weeks ago (I know, I haven’t told you about it yet, but I will), they’re going to send me home. I’m retiring! Finally! They send they’re going to let me leave in a few weeks. I cannot wait to see you. It feels like its been centuries since I’ve seen you.

Jack

He folds up the paper and sticks it in an envelope, ready to mail it home.

[breakercfchains-deactivated2020]

hey! for anyone who writes a muse who speaks a different language and wants to have the option to show an english translation this is the code!

<p><a href=“any link you like” title=“hover language”>language you want displayed</a></p>

it will look like this: 

[implicit-hero]

like for a first meetings starter i guess? i’m attempting to actually get into this lol

[vaememes]

I LOVE A MONSTER SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ How could you ever love a monster like me? ❜ ❛ How can you love a monster? ❜ ❛ I love you, even if you’re a monster. ❜ ❛ You’re aren’t a monster on the inside. ❜ ❛ I’m a monster who doesn’t deserve your love. ❜ ❛ You are a monster very deserving of love. ❜ ❛ Monster or not, I love you. That’s never going to change. ❜ ❛ I dont care if youre a monster, I love you. ❜ ❛ You aren’t a monster! Don’t say that! ❜ ❛ Shhh, I will always love you, monster or not. ❜ ❛ You being a monster doesn’t change my feelings for you. ❜ ❛ For who could ever love a monster? ❜ ❛ You are a monster who I love dearly. ❜ ❛ I love you, monster and all. ❜ ❛ I don’t see a monster when we’re together. ❜ ❛ I am blinded with love for I don’t see a monster at all. ❜ ❛ I will love you even if you are a monster. ❜ ❛ I told you I am a monster, to stay away.. ❜ ❛ I’m a monster who cant guarantee you’re safety. ❜ ❛ I will die before I let you being a monster separate us. ❜ ❛ Are you saying you’re a monster because you dont love me? ❜ ❛ I don’t feel any less for you, if anything I feel even more for you. ❜ ❛ I’m just a woman/man standing here confessing my love for this monster. ❜ ❛ So what if you are a monster? I still love you. ❜ ❛ Its a good thing I love for who you are, even if that’s a monster. ❜ ❛ I’m glad I was never afraid of monsters then since I’m in love with one.. ❜ ❛ I love you even if you are a monster. ❜ ❛ I’m not opposed to being in love with a monster..  ❜ ❛ So what if you are a monster? Everyone has a little monster in them..  ❜ ❛ I’m going to love you at the end of the day, even if you’re a monster.  ❜ ❛ Nothing could ever stop me from loving you, even you being a monster. ❜ ❛ I’ll love you anyway, monster or not, I love you and that is real.  ❜ ❛ You think being a monster is going to make me not love you? ❜  ❛ You are a monster who has someone deeply in love. ❜ ❛ Monster or not, I will always have these feelings for you. ❜ ❛ I love you for who you are and if that’s a monster, then I’m glad to say so. ❜ ❛ If it’s a monster I love, I’m not ashamed. ❜ ❛ I’m not ashamed to be in love with a monster, especially a monster like you. ❜ ❛ Even monsters need love. ❜ ❛ I love you even more now, because you are a monster. ❜ ❛ Love is blind, which I’m thankful for, even if you are a monster. ❜  ❛ And I still love you at the end of the day. ❜ ❛ It’s okay to love a monster. ❜ ❛ If it’s a monster I’m in love with then I’m glad to say so.  ❜ ❛ You are a monster whom I love very much, nothing could change that. ❜ ❛ You are not such a monster when I look at you. ❜ ❛ I love you for the monster that you are. ❜ ❛ Nothing could keep me from you, especially you being a monster. ❜ ❛ I’m happy be in love with a beautiful monster like you. ❜

[implicit-hero]

save tonight

@ecotonebeing

Jack takes a sip from the wine bottle.

He knows he shouldn’t be drinking now- especially this late at night. Elenora watches him, doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t expect her to. The silence is more comforting than anything else, he thinks. He’d prefer to drink in silence over talking to his fiance about going to war. It’s not exactly a topic any couple wants to talk about. The looming threat of the other not coming back, the horrible loneliness…

He didn’t exactly have the guts to bring it up. 

A damn coward as always. Not much has changed. Maybe seeing some combat will change that for once, yeah?

Jack took yet another sip of his wine, a rather large sip, at that. Maybe silence wasn’t the best option. Setting the bottle down on the bar counter that the two were sitting it, Jack hops off of his bar stool and turns to the radio across Elle’s candlelit dorm. He flips through the stations, eventually finding a song he liked. The song was just starting, much to his delight.

But damn, could the song be anymore fitting?

Go on, and close the curtains, ‘cause all we need is candlelight. You and me, and a bottle of wine to hold you tonight, oh. 

Well we know I’m goin’ away and how I wish - I wish it weren’t so. So take this wine and drink with me, and let’s delay our misery.

This was going to be a long night if they were to “delay their misery.” And frankly, Jack didn’t seem to care. 

Anything to delay being shipped to China for war.

[ecotonebeing]

“Jack… Jackson.”

Jack turns his head at his voice, meeting her upset eyes. 

“I don’t want to talk about it either, but I feel like we have to, you know?” 

Jack turns his head back to his drink, sighing. “Yeah.”

It ain’t easy to say good-bye - Darlin’ please, don’t start to cry.

Elenora says, “Jack, this might be our last night together for a while. You really want to spend it drunk?”

Jack offers her the bottle. “You want to get drunk too? It’s more fun together.”

She pushes the bottle away. “C’mon.”

Jack puts the bottle down. Elenora bites her lip, thinking hard. Then, an idea comes to mind. 

“Do you have a bucket list?”

[implicit-hero]

The soon-to-be soldier laughs dryly. “You make it sound like there’s no chance I’ll survive, Elle.”

“That’s not what I—”“ Elenora cuts herself off, shaking her head. “That isn’t what I meant, and you know it.”

Save tonight, and fight the break of dawn. Come tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll be gone.

Jack takes another quick swig of the wine. “Sorry.” 

You’re not. You know you’re going to die, deep down, right?

“But, seriously. What is something you’ve always wanted to do?”

“I dunno, have a kid?” Jack tells her, shrugging.

“Wha— Jack!”

He laughs, the realization dawning on him. “Pfft. Get your mind outta the gutter, Elle. But for real, maybe one day we’ll have kids?”

If you return home. 

Jack can hear the sad tone in her voice when she says, “yeah, maybe,” and he can tell she’s thinking the same thing he is.

Always being a downer, yeah? 

“We… we could go to that one old haunted apartment building in the North End. It’s closed, but we can sneak in, right?”

The song on the radio echoes out as Elle says, “Let’s do it.”

[ecotonebeing]

They walk the dimly lit streets of Boston, hardly anyone on the streets other than them. “I can’t believe the first thing on your bucket list is going into a haunted house,” Elle shivers, rubbing her shoulders from the cold. “You scared, Elle?” Jack smirks, shrugging his coat off his shoulders, placing on her back. “Didn’t think you’d be the type.” She pulls the sleeves up her arms. “I’m not–thank you–I’m not scared. I’m just saying there’s better things to do than ghost hunting.” “What–like having kids?” Jack teases. Elle gives him a pointed look. “You bring that up a lot, Jack.” Jack shakes his head, “fine. Conversation for another day.” Then taking a few more steps forward, “plus, it’s my bucket list. I’m the one going to China tomorrow. When you graduate, we can do your bucket list.” “You promise that?” Elenora asks him, wrapping an arm around his, pulling his tight. They walk the street, arm in arm, pressing towards the abandoned apartment. “Course I do,” he reaffirms. Deep in his heart, the doubt is still there. The fear tonight will be the last time he’ll see her. He tries to push it away, looking ahead. “I think we’re here,” she murmurs, stopping. The wind whistles through the slits in the shattered windows. A sinking feeling forms in Jack’s stomach as he stares at it, but he shakes his head and smiles. “You got a bobby pin?”

[implicit-hero]

“What do you need a bobby pin for?” Elenora asks with curiosity.

The red wooden door before the couple stares on at them. “How else are we going to get in?”

Elenora silently nods, and pulls out the bobby pin that kept her hair in a messy bun, her hair falling down around her shoulders.

Jack takes the pin. “Watch and learn, dear.”

He reaches for the small screwdriver in his back pocket, sticking the tool and the bobby pin into the lock. After a few seconds, the door is open.

Elenora asks, “And you just keep a screwdriver with you at all times?”

“Of course. You’ll never know when you’ll need to open a door,” he answers, handing back the bobby pin.

“But you don’t bring a bobby pin.”

Jack laughs. “I’ve got you, right?”

Elenora playfully punches him in the shoulder. “You keep me around for bobby pins?” 

“Well... I’ll admit, that is a benefit from our relationship,” he replies, standing up and kissing her on the head. “Now, what mysteries lie behind the door?”

[implicit-hero]

save tonight

@ecotonebeing

Jack takes a sip from the wine bottle.

He knows he shouldn’t be drinking now- especially this late at night. Elenora watches him, doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t expect her to. The silence is more comforting than anything else, he thinks. He’d prefer to drink in silence over talking to his fiance about going to war. It’s not exactly a topic any couple wants to talk about. The looming threat of the other not coming back, the horrible loneliness…

He didn’t exactly have the guts to bring it up. 

A damn coward as always. Not much has changed. Maybe seeing some combat will change that for once, yeah?

Jack took yet another sip of his wine, a rather large sip, at that. Maybe silence wasn’t the best option. Setting the bottle down on the bar counter that the two were sitting it, Jack hops off of his bar stool and turns to the radio across Elle’s candlelit dorm. He flips through the stations, eventually finding a song he liked. The song was just starting, much to his delight.

But damn, could the song be anymore fitting?

Go on, and close the curtains, ‘cause all we need is candlelight. You and me, and a bottle of wine to hold you tonight, oh. 

Well we know I’m goin’ away and how I wish - I wish it weren’t so. So take this wine and drink with me, and let’s delay our misery.

This was going to be a long night if they were to “delay their misery.” And frankly, Jack didn’t seem to care. 

Anything to delay being shipped to China for war.

[ecotonebeing]

“Jack… Jackson.”

Jack turns his head at his voice, meeting her upset eyes. 

“I don’t want to talk about it either, but I feel like we have to, you know?” 

Jack turns his head back to his drink, sighing. “Yeah.”

It ain’t easy to say good-bye - Darlin’ please, don’t start to cry.

Elenora says, “Jack, this might be our last night together for a while. You really want to spend it drunk?”

Jack offers her the bottle. “You want to get drunk too? It’s more fun together.”

She pushes the bottle away. “C’mon.”

Jack puts the bottle down. Elenora bites her lip, thinking hard. Then, an idea comes to mind. 

“Do you have a bucket list?”

[implicit-hero]

The soon-to-be soldier laughs dryly. “You make it sound like there’s no chance I’ll survive, Elle.”

“That’s not what I—”“ Elenora cuts herself off, shaking her head. “That isn’t what I meant, and you know it.”

Save tonight, and fight the break of dawn. Come tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll be gone.

Jack takes another quick swig of the wine. “Sorry.” 

You’re not. You know you’re going to die, deep down, right?

“But, seriously. What is something you’ve always wanted to do?”

“I dunno, have a kid?” Jack tells her, shrugging.

“Wha— Jack!”

He laughs, the realization dawning on him. “Pfft. Get your mind outta the gutter, Elle. But for real, maybe one day we’ll have kids?”

If you return home. 

Jack can hear the sad tone in her voice when she says, “yeah, maybe,” and he can tell she’s thinking the same thing he is.

Always being a downer, yeah? 

“We... we could go to that one old haunted apartment building in the North End. It’s closed, but we can sneak in, right?”

The song on the radio echoes out as Elle says, “Let’s do it.”

[implicit-hero]

save tonight

@ecotonebeing

Jack takes a sip from the wine bottle.

He knows he shouldn’t be drinking now- especially this late at night. Elenora watches him, doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t expect her to. The silence is more comforting than anything else, he thinks. He’d prefer to drink in silence over talking to his fiance about going to war. It’s not exactly a topic any couple wants to talk about. The looming threat of the other not coming back, the horrible loneliness...

He didn’t exactly have the guts to bring it up. 

A damn coward as always. Not much has changed. Maybe seeing some combat will change that for once, yeah?

Jack took yet another sip of his wine, a rather large sip, at that. Maybe silence wasn’t the best option. Setting the bottle down on the bar counter that the two were sitting it, Jack hops off of his bar stool and turns to the radio across Elle’s candlelit dorm. He flips through the stations, eventually finding a song he liked. The song was just starting, much to his delight.

But damn, could the song be anymore fitting?

Go on, and close the curtains, ‘cause all we need is candlelight. You and me, and a bottle of wine to hold you tonight, oh. 

Well we know I’m goin’ away and how I wish - I wish it weren’t so. So take this wine and drink with me, and let’s delay our misery.

This was going to be a long night if they were to “delay their misery.” And frankly, Jack didn’t seem to care. 

Anything to delay being shipped to China for war.

[tyviia]

How you doing, buddy?

[rppanda]

Violent/Painful Starter Pack

🤜 - Punch my Muse in the…

Stomach.

Jaw.

Nose.

Mouth.

Cheek.

Shoulder.

Back.

Ribs.

Chest.

You choose.

👟 - Kick my Muse in the…

Stomach.

Back.

Ribs.

Chest.

Shin.

Bottom.

Hip.

Waist.

Cheek.

You choose.

🔧 - Beat my Muse with a…

Wrench.

Baseball bat.

Wooden plank.

Belt.

Nunchucks.

Broken bottle.

Brass knuckles.

Hammer.

Chain.

You choose.

🔪 - Cut my Muse in the…

Stomach.

Back.

Ribs.

Chest.

Leg.

Hip.

Waist.

Face.

Neck.

You choose.

🗣 - Tell them…

“You’re worthless!”

“I never loved you.”

“I hate you.”

“I never want to see you again!”

“You’re disgusting.”

“I wish you were never born!”

“You ruin everything, just like always!”

“You’re nothing but a burden.”

“I wish you were dead!”

You choose.

[aviiatrix-archived]

If you are an active roleplay blog for Fallout, please reblog this! I would love to find people to interact with. 

[guidanceoffice]

i never understood what made your lips on my neck such an intimate affair until your teeth grazed my pulse and i realized  you could tear open my throat and make me bleed out in your arms but instead you chose to kiss

[being-demisexual]

[implicit-hero]

Super Angsty Starters

"You...did this?"

"I can't believe you."

"You can hate me, you can dislike me but how can you cheat on me?"

"I'm dying..."

"She/He still loves you."

"I just want to go home..."

"You left me..."

"I can't forgive you for this anymore."

"I'm saying goodbye."

"I'm not good enough for you."

"This is goodbye."

"Was this just a game to you?"

"You merely played me like a fool."

"Goodbye."

"You're pathetic."

"Get out of my sight."

"You're nothing but a toy in a game of life."

"You used me?"

"You're so easy to manipulate."

"I never loved you."

"Don't give me that look."

"I can't stand you."

"Goodbye...my almost lover."

"I would have loved you."

"Everything fell apart and I can't pick up the pieces anymore."

"I think this is where I should say goodbye."

"We never had it all."

"...Everything hurts."

"Go away!"

"I don't want to see you anymore!"

"Let me go."

"To think I almost loved you."

"You cheated..?"

"You love someone else other than me anyway."

"Why do you even bother with me anymore?"

"I'm not worth your time."

"Get out of here."

"Get away from me!"

"Don't touch me every again!"

"I hate you."

"Don't leave me."

"Please, I'll do anything!"

"Don't go..."

"We can talk about this!"

"I can't loose you again."

"Don't you have more important things to attend to?"

[al-jilani-asks-blog-blog-blog]

IF WE'VE NEVER RP'D TOGETHER send me a simple starter:

[auburnhealer-archived-blog]

al-jilani-asks-blog-blog-blog:

Friendly:

“You look a little lost. Do you need directions?” “That’s an awesome outfit.” “How’s the chicken? I can’t decide whether to order it or not.” “Excuse me, I think you dropped this.” “I don’t know a single person here…”

Flirty:

“Wow, I’ve never seen an angel before…” “You’re the hottest person in this place.” “I saw that. You just checked me out.” “Hey, can I get your number?” *wolf whistle*

Confrontational:

“You’re in my seat.” “What are you staring at?” “You just stepped on my toe!” “Who do you think you are?” “Keep it down, will you?”

Dramatic:

“Get down - he’s got a gun!” “Help, I need medical attention!” “Just kill me now!” “I need a ride! Please!” “Are you crazy? It’s too dangerous!”

[xxmoved-blog]

memory meme.

[justanotherrpmeme]

past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and I’ll write a drabble of one of my muse’s memories. 

❥ — a childhood memory ♣ — a fading memory ✂ — a vivid memory ✖ — a repressed memory ✈ — an eye-opening memory ✤ — a memory that involves romance/love ☤ — a memory of death/loss ✍ — a memory of their mother ☽ — a memory of their father ♘ -- a memory of their sibling(s) ✌ — a memory of a relative ↕ — a memory that may or may not have happened ♚ — a memory of something paranormal ✓ — a sexual memory ♬ — a friend/best friend memory