“You look mean” bitch I am. Move.
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“You look mean” bitch I am. Move.
水信玄餅 Wagashi(和菓子)
Run The Jewels / Oh My Darling (Don’t Cry)
“Fight clubs? What, did this place actually get interesting since I was last here?”
@infortuned
Other people weren’t really her business-- that was something that most learned quickly around her. The single exception was, at the moment, one big, red headache that she’d left alone for the evening in order to keep from starting a fight. Now she’d found herself in the middle of someone else’s, her beer sloshed over her hand and someone’s elbow unceremoniously jabbed into her back. She turns, prepared to snap, only to find the person pushing away from her is boxed in on three sides, and looks about as tired as she feels. “And I thought the big idiot had crap luck.” Even so, she makes no move to help other than sliding an empty bottle closer to the edge of the bar. Then she rearranges herself in her barstool in something more akin to a perch than anything like sitting, continuing to watch.
“By all means, continue. One of you owes me a new drink though.” Something akin to ‘fuck off’ along with a colorful string of epithets is slung in her direction, and Nija sighs. Well alright. Now it’s her business. Well, what the hell-- it’s been a while anyway. “Duck,” is all she says to the brunette, and swings all the way around to sling her half-full glass toward the man front and center, before launching herself off the stool with a snarl.
diaboliprinceps:
“Are you implying something filthy?” A brief pause but a light smirk dances across his lips, tugging at one corner of them. “Mm. Who am I kidding? Of course you are.”
“As if you expected anything else, really,” she mutters with another laugh. “Besides-- you like it and you know it.”
diaboliprinceps:
He feels the familiar legs curl around his waist and an equally familiar frame settle against his back. Hands moved to brush across her thighs and he felt…calmer, suddenly. “Feh. Don’t see why. Guess they just can’t get enough of us.”
A laugh, soft, against the side of his neck, shoulders rising irreverently.
“Oh, I can guess.” Why is she like this?
diaboliprinceps:
The scent of the air brought a powerful feeling of anger to his chest, that familiar heat rising within him as he let out a heavy sigh.
“For fuck’s sake.”
A weight settles against his back, legs wrapping around his waist as Nija hoists herself up to dangle from his shoulders. No warning, whatsoever.
“They just can’t leave us alone, I suppose.”
Re-apping my original character Titánija Druzice-- application is on the sidebar or at /a .
Welcome back!
You’ll be staying in apartment F-3!
You’ll retain everything from your previous stay!
Enjoy!
–Mod oo4
Do you think I’d abandon you?
Leave you to deal with your problems alone?
Oh, no, I don’t think so.
Don’t you see? We’re a team, me and you.
You and I are going to make it through this.
I won’t leave you. Not now.
Not ever.
more texts for you bitches
ANGSTY TEXTS, BITCH
[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life. [text] I should have never let you back into my life. [text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that. [text] Please don’t walk away. [text] Please don’t do this. [text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you? [text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it. [text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again. [text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong. [text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me. [text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did [text] The truth is I’m not over you. [text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you. [text] I’m seeing someone else. [text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker? [text] You’re so selfish. [text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them]. [text] FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMB CUTE FACE
LOVING TEXTS, BITCH
[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah. [text] Be careful. [text] I’m only saying it because I love you. [text] I’m only saying it because I care about you. [text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee. [text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week? [text] Let me take you out, please? [text] Let me make you dinner tonight. [text] I want you to be happy. [text] You’re always safe with me. [text] I can’t stop thinking about you. [text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you. [text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that. [text] It was so good seeing you. [text] You don’t need this shit. [text] I’ll be there in five minutes. [text] Let me help, please? [text] You’re important to me. [text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that. [text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day. [text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love. [text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??
ANGRY TEXTS, BITCH
[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now. [text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut. [text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!? [text] Lose my number, asshole. [text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so. [text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf. [text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend. [text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is. [text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it? [text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole. [text] Go fuck yourself. [text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you? [text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first. [text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now [text] Bye and have a very fuck you day
SEXY TEXTS, BITCH
[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this. [text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair. [text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor. [text] Come over. With condoms. [text] You should come over, clothing optional. [text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT [text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life [text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous? [text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended. [text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together [text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis. [text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology. [text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH. [text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking? [text] I just need some of your time and all of your body. [text] I am available for nakedness [text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love
DRUNK TEXTS, BITCH
[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w [drunk text] AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH [drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever [drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known [drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like [drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss [drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon [drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight [drunk text] FUCK YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS [drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no [drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated [drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol. [drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin [drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE
“Fuck” Sentence Starters
Angry
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Fuck this.”
“Get the fuck out of here.”
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Fuck that!”
“I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”
“Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”
“Shut the fuck up.“
“Get your fucking act together.”
“Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”
“Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”
“Get your fucking hands off of me!”
“Stay the fuck away from me.”
“Who stole my fucking shit?!”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”
“You wanna fucking go, punk?”
“Get the fuck over it.”
“Where the fuck have you been?”
“What the fuck do you want from me?”
Sad
“Fuck life.”
“No, I’m not fucking over it.”
“Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”
“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”
“Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”
“I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”
“Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”
“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”
“I fucking miss him/her/them.”
“Who the fuck cares?”
“All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”
“I fucked up my own life.”
“I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”
Insults
“Fuck you!”
“I fucked your mom last night.”
“You’re a fucking asshole.”
“You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?”
“Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?”
“Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”
“Go fuck yourself.”
“Motherfucker!”
“Wow, that’s fucking small.”
“Get the fuck over yourself.”
Sexy
“Fuck me.”
“I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”
“I’d fuck you all night long.”
“You look like a fucking dog in heat.”
“You look so fucking hot right now.”
“Fuck–faster~”
“FUCK, I’m gonna come!”
“I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”
“Babe, fuck–not here.”
“You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”
“I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”
“F-fuck–please–~”
“I’d let you fuck me any day.”
“You better use a fucking condom.”
“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”
“Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”
“Fuck, it’s big.”
“Let’s make a fucking baby.”
Situations
“Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”
“How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”
“Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”
“I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”
“This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”
“It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”
“Fuck, I’m so wasted.”
“What the fuck did we do last night?”
“Where the fuck am I?”
“Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”
“Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”
“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”
“Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”
“Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”
“It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”
“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”
Send In A Word, And I’ll Write A Drabble Or Starter Based On It
Or send in multiple words and I’ll attempt to work out a drabble around all of them!
Pale
Melody
Spiral
Whiskey
Broken
Shatter
Cards
Dawn
Dance
Crimson
Shadows
Flame
Freedom
Paint
Dishonesty
Envy
Run
Trapped
Blade
Command
Theatre
Disease
Dust
Soft
Animal
Coffee
Frost
Ocean
Imagination
Family
Home
Power
Sin
Steal
Hands
River
Prison
Ring
Gaze
Warm
End
Beginning
Time
Box
Youth
Sky
Blind
Magic
Edge
Glow
Mysterious
Alone
Masquerade
Sleep
Wings
Photograph
Worship
Storm
Wild
Sacrifice
Submission
Devotion
Life
/I saw some friends doing palette challenges during the week, so I decided to start my own for fun. Inbox is open temporarily for this! (Only HS/ATSG characters please. <3)
virassxn:
﴾ ➼ ﴿ ❝An unfortunate side-effect?❞ Cyrran laughed, shaking his head slightly. He was definitely the people-person out of the two of them, and he’d figured that out upon first meeting her. He liked gatherings such as this –people were happier when they were enjoying something together.
But he smiled in understanding nonetheless, nodding and letting his eyes drift to all the party-goers. ❝Yes, usually these seem to go well. The city… can feel more claustrophobic than any one of these events, in my opinion. Probably because people are more eager to make trouble on the street than in a party.❞
“Crowds usually aren’t my thing either,” she points out, mouth beginning to quirk in amusement, “unless I’m using them to hide in. Otherwise, I can do just fine without the majority of people,” she replies, loftily, a hint of dry humor in her tone. Really, it isn’t that she dislikes everyone she meets; more that as a whole, people make her life far more difficult than she’d care for. “It’s... worse than any city I’ve ever been in. There’s so much wrong with it, with so many things trying to coexist. The balance is abysmal.” Usually, she’d be trying to fix it, but she doesn’t think the ‘scientists’ are big on balance of all things. “Though you’re not wrong. Probably don’t wan’t to get kicked out and have a bunch of people after their heads.”
Nymph: What are you like when you’re by yourself?
send my muse one of these and they’ll answer
“The best term, I think, would be ’effective’,” the answer comes after a few seconds of rumination, shoulders lifting in a lazy shrug. “There is nothing in my way, no one to worry about, no one to hold me back or question my choices or methods. It makes things simpler, really... if a bit hyper-focused. The lack of distraction is, for the most part, my preferred state. But... I’m not as used to it as I once was, I think.” She knows exactly who’s to blame for that.