ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵉʳʳʸ 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑹 .ᐟ

[nihtwing]

‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ABOUT . PLAYLIST . SIDEBLOG . PROMPTS . PINTEREST .

I ) This is a private, low activity, low effort writing blog for Detective Comics' Richard 'Dick' Grayson / Nightwing. In terms of inspiration, I'll be pulling from multiple sources and stitching them together in a way that best suits how I write Dick. He will be heavily headcanon-based. I will also be pulling on some thriller, horror, and neo-noir elements in terms of theming and aesthetic. I do not own any of the rights to Dick or Nightwing, I am simply playing pretend with him on the internet for fun. Any headcanons, original lore or original NPC’s that you see crop up on this blog belong to me and I ask that you do not steal or copy them. Be assured that I will know if you do attempt to do this. Activity on this blog will be scarce, you will see more out of character posts, headcanons, and other studies being posted here than writing. If this is going to be a problem, I suggest that you give this blog a miss. I value my friendships and the development of in character dynamics above all else. This is a hobby, and I will be treating it as such. Again, if this bothers you, don't follow.

II ) This blog is highly selective and very private. I will rarely follow people first. I will be keeping my dash small and my following count the same. I frequently clear out my following list by softblocking. This blog will be as stress-free and as friends-only as I can possibly make it. Anybody under the age of 21, or anybody that does not have their alias and their age clearly stated somewhere on their blog, will not be followed/followed back. Non-mutuals are not welcome to interact with any prompt or plotting calls that may be posted. You will be blocked if you interact with posts meant for my mutuals only.

I mean this with full disrespect: Any use of AI, or support shown towards the use of AI, will result in an immediate block. Keep that shit away from me. AI does not not belong in creative spaces. Period. Using any kind of AI is harming the planet, stealing from creatives, and I don't want it or anybody that thinks it's okay to use it anywhere near me. Just say you lack imagination, critical thinking, and all ability to think for yourself and go. Thanks.

I do not interact with anybody that insights hatred of any kind: this includes, but is not limited to, racism, ableism, antisemitism, zionism, homo / trans / xeno / islamophobia. If you, the mun, express any Republican, Tory, or heavily right-wing views then you can kindly see your way off my blog. You’re not fucking welcome here. Take your fascism and stick it up your arse. Ta.

I don't care about dash drama. If you've got a problem with me, or something I've done, then talk to me about it, or block me and move on. Respect your followers, nobody wants to see your vague posting or your petty friendship drama. Unless there's actual harm being done (grooming, stalking, extorting money out of others, being a bigot, etc), I don't want to know about it. I use my block button liberally, this isn't a personal slight against anybody, I'm just looking after my space. I suggest everybody learns to do the same.

III ) General roleplay etiquette applies to this blog. Don’t forceship, don’t godmod, don’t send anon hate. Don’t be a dick. Basically: treat me like an adult and with general common courtesy and respect and I’ll do the same for you in return. I’m here to have fun above all else. If I get a whiff of any of this behaviour, or if you vague post about me or my friends, or if your blog is continually involved in petty drama, you're blocked. Gone. I'm too old for this shit.

IV ) Don't be weird about shipping. I am not to be collected solely for the purpose of shipping, and nor is Dick. Any weird behaviour regarding ships will result in a block. Same goes for any sexual content that may happen, don't get weird about it and respect mine and my character's boundaries. Also please don't come here expecting me to ship with any members of the bat family. They're his brothers and sisters and that's fucking weird. It's worth noting here that I will be highly selective with who I do ship with because of poor past experiences, but please do not let that put you off approaching me with the intent to ship. I love building long-lasting dynamics between characters. This also extends to platonic/familial/antagonistic bonds as well. Please give it all to me, I'm a glutton for a good dynamic.

V ) Please be aware that there are some heavy trigger warnings that apply to Dick's story. They are as follows: violence, death, murder, gore, body horror, crime, psychological and physical torture, discussions of mental health and trauma, discussions of sexual assault and the aftermath of it (the actual event itself will never be written in any detail here, I'll only be alluding to it in relevant meta/headcanon posts), all the triggers that come along with Gotham and Blüdhaven's criminal elements, and many others. I want my followers to be safe. Everything will be tagged accordingly always, though I do stress that I am human, and I sometimes forget to tag things. I will always edit the post to add tags the minute I notice. My tags are formatted like this ‘ trigger here // ’ for the ease of blacklisting.

All sensitive topics raised here will be treated with full respect and will be thoroughly researched. If anyone feels that I'm not doing my job right regarding this, or indeed any aspect of any of my muses, then please reach out. I'm always happy to learn.

I also need to point out here that Dick has Romani heritage coming from his mother's side. I do not have any Romani heritage nor experience to tap into. So, while I always research responsibly and while I always do my best to be respectful, as I'm aware that there are multiple closed practises within the Romani community, there will be nuances that I'm sure to either miss or not know about from research alone. So, if I ever misspeak or get something wrong regarding this, then please feel free to let me know so I can learn and correct myself. I should also note here that my portrayal of Dick also has Indian heritage on his father's side, which I also do not have. Everything I said above also applies here, if there is anything I get wrong about this aspect of his character, please let me know and I shall adjust accordingly. I will also note here that Dick, due to being raised by Bruce and Alfred for the majority of his life, often feels disconnected from his community and it's part of the reason he feels like he doesn't truly belong anywhere, and is why he works so hard to prove himself and be a hope for others. This disconnection he feels is also why he values the presence of his family and his friends and other loved ones so much.

VI ) If you know your faceclaim (or indeed your muse) to be problematic in some way, then I will not be interacting with you. Don’t follow me if you’re an Eternals blog, a Harry Potter blog, a Teen Wolf blog, a Supernatural blog, a Stranger Things blog, or an MCU-based blog (comic-based blogs are more than okay to follow me.) Just to really double down on this: there is no space for you here if you're still writing Harry Potter muses, this includes iterations of these muses from the stupid TV show they're doing. You might not be transphobic, but you are giving relevance to somebody who very much is, and we do not support endorsement of JKR (intentional or not) around here. This doubly applies to multi-muses I catch writing HP muses.

I should also note that there is a certain group of muns that I like to steer clear of, and if you interact heavily with them, it's likely that I'll be softblocking/hardblocking you accordingly. Nothing personal, I just don't want those people in my space. Thank you for understanding.

VII ) The PSDs used on this blog are ‘BRODY’ by travi3sapsd and 'taste the rainbow' by carestuff. The icon border used is an edited version of a simple border from this border pack by ariapsds. Anything else found on my blog has been sourced and edited by me unless stated otherwise. Do not steal anything.

VIII ) Finally, if you've made it this far, thank you for reading my rules. Welcome aboard! My name is Bram, I'm 26, and I go by she/they pronouns. Anybody who doesn't respect those pronouns, and my nonbinary identity, will be blocked. Again: Thank you so much for reading through these, I know some of them are a lot, but it's important to set clear boundaries, y'know? Saves a lot of fuss and upset. In any case, I look forward to writing with all of you! Mutuals are free to add me on discord (the username is 'priestbit') for any plotting or chatting purposes! 💕

[nihtwing]

this is your reminder that dick is both nonbinary and bisexual, and is as open and loud about it as nightwing as they are about it as dick grayson. both will show up at pride events. nightwing takes part in the blüdhaven parade every year if he can make it, he's usually found sitting on top of a lamppost singing and laughing and waving at everybody. will also be found dancing with the other parade goers while he's keeping everybody safe. they come home with stickers plastered to his face and his escrima sticks and a rainbow flag tied around his shoulders like a cape. sometimes dick grayson shows up and does a little acrobatics display or joins in with the dancers, mostly though, you'll find them just enjoying themselves.

[redcurrantpuff]

Bludhaven upside down 🌅

You might want to flip your phone for this one 😆

[ohisms]

‪‪❤︎‬ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 !    (  a  collection  of  75+ kisses.   feel free to specify the initiating muse.   potentially mature content within.  UPDATED 02/25 !  )

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare,  spin the bottle,  etc ).

kissing your lover to show you forgive them.

a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.

an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.

kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.

a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

heated kisses while tugging on their hair.

abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.

a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.

standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.

kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.

a kiss while being reunited after a long time.

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.

a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.

kissing your lover to take away their pain.

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.

a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.

a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight.

a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.

an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.

kissing them to shut them up.

urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.

kissing your lover just above their waistband.

kissing your partner to seal a marriage.

pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.

a possessive kiss to stake a claim.

a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.

kissing the top of their head as you hold them.

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.

a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.

a kiss that means absolutely nothing.

kissing the swell of your lover's breast.

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.

sensual kisses down the length of their back.

kissing them to confess your true feelings.

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.

a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss.

an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.

kissing your partner after they've given you head.

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.

a kiss after receiving good news.

an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.

crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends.

a kiss shared between enemies during combat.

a kiss that smears blood everywhere.

kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort.

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.

kisses while pulling them into your lap.

a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.

a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.

a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.

[maurilyan]

❝ i don't think the nightwing can let anyone down. even if you tried. ❞ sluggish in their approach, driveling and uneasy, the private eye revolves around the masked vigilante, fanfare kept silent, the wonderment in their gaze high beamed across the visible creases of his uniform. he is taller than they thought, taller than they imagined when they would see him swinging from building to building, as here and now standing only an arms reach away, well, he is tall. ( regardless they peer downwards, it is less about height, more about the fact that fuck━ he really is standing so close they can smell the city on his hair ) and once they take their minute to stare, they finally crack the window open, just enough so that when they light the loose cigarette in their pocket, without asking, it's less of an inconvenience. you know, to the city celebrity that walks around their office.

❝ you do not have to be sorry, i usually work alone. but hey, i would never say no to extra pair of hands. especially after, this. ❞ a bruise under their jaw, a mix of purple and blues that splatter across the broken skin there. reminder: don't sneak into large warehouses full of criminals alone. scratch that, new reminder: don't sneak into any warehouses full of criminals without an escape plan. if you do it again, make sure you're okay with walking away with a nasty wound. ❝ i've never really worked with a vigilante before. i thought you would be more busy with ... i don't know, fighting clowns, talking crocodiles, some guy with bad riddles. you know, more important things. ❞

[nihtwing]

the nightwing. that familiar twang of self loathing flared hotly under his skin. he was used to people staring, he used the way that they spoke about him in hushed tones of total awe. but actually reckoning with it all ? coming to terms with it ? he wasn't so sure he'd ever get used to that. while the nightwing was certainly unlikely to let others down, he wasn't beyond criticism on the matter, and dick grayson seemed to excel at it. conjuring the faces of those he'd failed wasn't difficult. all he needed to do was close his eyes and their judging expressions, twisted as they were by sorrow and betrayal, would be glaring down upon him from the backs of his eyelids. unable to bear the weight of lei's disappointment by ruining their idealistic view of the nightwing, dick flashed a charming smile at them. " thanks. i appreciate the vote of confidence. "

lei lit their cigarette and dick watched as the amber glow of the lighter illuminated the ugly bruise that festered just under the curve of their jaw. to hide the sympathetic wince on his face, dick turned away, listening to the low din sirens screaming in the distance. if he listened closely enough, he swore he could hear the cries of the damned under the roar of the rain. blüdhaven was a city steeped in its own pain and grief, haunted by the ghosts of the forgotten. the witch's wild eyes swam in his mind's eye, and he shook his head, forcing himself to pay attention to the predicament at hand. god, he was tired. " always happy to lend an extra pair of hands when i can, don't want you getting yourself into another painful situation if i can possibly help it, " he said, " if you don't mind me asking . . . what was it that got you socked in the face ? did they catch you snooping ? or did you interrupt an important bad guy meeting ? they tend to get kinda mad when you do that. "

dick huffed out a laugh, then shrugged and began to pace around their office, keeping his tone feather-light. jovial. " y'know, contrary to popular belief, being a vigilante isn't just about clocking the big bad in the jaw, " he said, bouncing up on the balls of his feet when he came to a stop behind their desk, his hands folded neatly behind his back as if to emphasise his point, " doing a little detective work is kinda my whole thing, and to my great shame, i've been slacking. and every case i take on is important, i've never come across one that wasn't. "

[hood-ex]

Nightwing (Vol. 4) #138

[nihtwing]

‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾 𝑩𝑹𝑨𝑴 , a questionnaire !

NICKNAME(S) : Bram! Though, you can call me B, I guess? I have also been known on tumblr as Kili, Gates, Bell, and I have also used my real name intermittently. So if you've known me long enough to know all of this then I'm totally fine with whatever you wanna call me. Just don't call me late! :3c

ZODIAC : Sagittarius, baby! 😌✨

LAST MOVIE I SAW : Princess Mononoke ( 1997. )

LAST THING I GOOGLED : Where the new domain was for the new readcomicsonline thing that went back up so I could read the new Nightwing issue and the Absolute Green Arrow issue, both of which I thought were pretty cool. I have also been googling about finding some cheaper, second hand compendiums I currently have my eye on, because the full price ones are expensive and it's making my bank account cry.

FAVOURITE MUSICIAN : I have so many. Some that are heavy in my rotation right now are Deftones, Bring Me The Horizon, Led Zeppelin, Avenged Sevenfold, Queen, Green Day, Fall Out Boy, Portishead, Massive Attack, Third Eye Blind, and Sade.

OTHER BLOGS : @hoodred , @priestbit , @agnilord , @prophethe , @saviourhe .

DO I GET ASKS : I do, yes! I tend to hoard asks I get so I can pick and choose what to reply to, when I'm actively in the swing of writing anyway. Sometimes I go through slumps or I get busy and that actively does not happen lmao.

FOLLOWING : I'm following 158 people at the moment, all of which range from meme blogs and resource blogs to all of my wonderful mutuals. I'm very lucky to have a dashboard full of awesome people!

AMOUNT OF SLEEP : Ehhh, it's oscillating wildly between like four hours and ten hours at the moment. I am totally and completely out of any sort of routine because I'm up all day applying to jobs and doing household stuff and then I'm spending my night trying to find joy in things and then losing track of the time.

LUCKY NUMBER : I don't really have one tbh... the first one to comes to mind is 42, though. The meaning of the universe and all that.

WHAT I'M WEARING : Nightmare Before Christmas PJ bottoms and my nightwing shirt, I'm also shuffling around the house in my Eeyore slippers. Earlier today I was wearing a Linkin Park crop top and baggy jeans and my chunky converse trainers.

DREAM JOB : I'd love to either be a Creative Writing lecturer at a university, or I'd love to be an author some kind, whether that be of comic books, graphic novels, novels. Being a screenplay writer would also be awesome. Anything where I get to remain in proximity to the arts and my love of literature and writing? Is the ideal job for me. Unfortunately, it's hard to get one's foot in the door at the moment because of the rise of Generative AI in the arts (I'm noticing it in all aspects, but especially with video game developers, where I've just spent nearly two years working as a narrative designer.)

DREAM TRIP : Tuscany, Italy. No competition. I am a massive fan of the Ezio Trilogy, and I'd love to get to see the Tuscan countryside for myself. I'd love to wander the streets of Florence and see all the frescos and the palazzos and the art galleries. I'd also love to see Venice and Rome too. Honestly, I think an Italian road trip might fix me. I would also love to go to Greece or Japan!

FAVOURITE FOOD : I love a good Pizza, or a Beef Ramen, or Gyozas, or Cheesecake… I'm pretty easy to please. I also happen to enjoy hummus a whole bunch, either with pita bread or naan or carrots or cucumber. Dr Pepper, tea, apple juice, flavoured water, and Monster energy drinks are usually what you'll find me sipping on.

PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS : I don't play any, I'm afraid. I did try to learn the guitar in my early teens but unfortunately, I lacked the patience to really stick with it. I've always wanted to learn to drum though!

LANGUAGES : English, some very limited French, and I know a little bit of BSL too!

FAVOURITE SONGS : Man... there's so many. Afterlife by Avenged Sevenfold , The Sharpest Lives by My Chemical Romance , Lost in Hollywood by System of a Down , Hangman by The Pretty Reckless , Black Vultures by Halestorm , We Love Your Apathy by Skunk Anansie ... and those are just the ones I can think of off the top of my head.

RANDOM FACT : I was once rehearsing for a night time performance (I used to do drama and acting at college (which in the UK is where you go to school between the ages of 16-18, before we decide to either go into higher education or go straight into work or whatever), and I was getting into it because it was like... the week of our performances. We were using what I thought were plastic champagne flutes in one of the scenes I was in. Turns out they were, in fact, not plastic. As I slammed one down in the table dramatically like I always did when I was doing that scene and it just... shattered in my hand. I was basically forced to go to the hospital even though I was... fine... I did bleed a lot though, so. I have some neat little scars on the knuckles and fingers on my right hand.

DESCRIBE YOURSELF AS AESTHETIC THINGS : Yesterday's eyeliner, wearing one too many rings on one hand, empty monster energy cans discarded on one side of a messy desk, piles and piles of books, that new book smell, crinkled band posters clinging stubbornly to a bedroom wall, hands smudged with graphite and ink and paint, full notebooks, idle doodles on the corners of pages, messy and cursive handwriting, the sweaty euphoria of being in a moshpit, tired eyes and the glow of a laptop screen, the whirring of a CD player changing disks, fogged up windows on public transport, the bustle of an inner city… and so on, and so on.

TAGGED BY : @nightbins ! ( @laperlina & @daylighter also tagged me on jason's blog so i'm just gonna do it here, if that's okay with you both 💕 ) TAGGING : @beyondism , @circusblud , @alghud / @dlunae , @prkh , @diafrst , @noqtem , @ma1nmenu , @maurilyan & whoever else would like to do this , just nick it and say i tagged you !

[nihtwing]

i must be in the minority of people who likes the new nightwing artist, i'm seeing so many complaining about it, but i'm sooo digging the urban horror vibes. i'm also loving this theme of cycles and blame and death and rebirth in the stories. watters' writing is impressing me and appealing to me a lot and i'm looking forward for where he goes with this run 🙂‍↕️

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

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[deamazed]

GONE GIRL RP PROMPT. from the film.

when i think of my wife, i always think of her head.

the primal questions of a marriage: what are you thinking? how are you feeling?

what have we done to each other?

pour me a bourbon, would you?

what’s up, jitters?

it’s a bad day.

i’m so crazy, stupid happy!

whose beer am i drinking?

what’s your type?

i prefer men who are funny, not ‘funny’.

that’s code for 'i hate strong women’.

what type are you?

so tell me. who are you?

you know i have to kiss you now.

i would be a fool to let you walk through a sugar storm unkissed.

go home, fuck her brains out, then smack her with your penis: some wood for you, bitch!

you are way too into that cat.

we understand there are concerns about your wife/husband/partner?

i’m not someone who hits the panic button but — it’s weird, right?

you mind if we look around?

it’s our anniversary.

i remember these books.

now you can say you came. and in 10 minutes, we’ll leave.

perfect. time for a quick tour of all my failings.

i love your parents, but they can be assholes.

people want to hear from you.

i thought that’d be embarrassing.

i love having strangers pick at my scabs.

i am here in a strictly journalistic capacity.

you challenge me.

and — fun fact for our readers — you have a world class vagina.

my colleagues inform me that as yet, you are not married. isn’t it time we fixed that?

he’s just playing with his phone. playing, like… tetris.

if this girl doesn’t show up… this could get out of hand.

let’s stay on our toes.

given the scene in the house and given our spike in violent crime of late, we’re going to take this very, very seriously.

sorry. i felt like i was in a law and order episode for a second. bum-BUM.

is she kinda… standoffish?… ivy league?

i have zero reception.

sir, don’t take that tone with me.

stupid, dumb bitch.

he’s always been a misogynist asshole.

everyone told us — and told us, and told us — marriage is hard work.

abandon all hope, ye who enter.

technically, we’re supposed to fuck at the next stop.

we’ve never fucked in a bookstore.

i dragged you into the ladies’ room on our second date.

books, sex, bourbon. life is good.

sometimes i want to punch us in the face, we’re so cute.

i don’t need a lawyer.

everyone knows “complicated” is code for bitch.

just because i don’t love her, doesn’t mean i don’t care about her. i’m really scared.

you want to look like you’ve been up all night.

that’s a weird thing to say.

when you’re upset, you bottle it up. you can seem… angry… like —

great. i’ll try to balance on the exact edge of your emotional razor.

i knew you shouldn’t have moved back here.

we care about her. we love her, and we want her back.

we filed a restraining order.

it’ll help us track her movements before she disappeared - where she went, who she might’ve seen…

maybe i’ll teach you a thing or two.

i think i’ve done a pretty good job.

let’s swear we will never be like them.

we have each other — everything else is background noise.

this is where you say 'everything else is background noise’.

i come by once a week, make sure the place hasn’t burnt down.

picture me: i’m a girl who is very bad. i need to be punished, and by punished, i mean had.

open the door, and look alive.

want to test your marriage for weak spots? add one recession. subtract two jobs.

i felt like i needed to shoot something.

right, i forgot. you can give your parents $879,000 without asking me, but god forbid i buy legend of zelda without your permission.

that’s the basic tenet of a prenup, right?

why are you throwing that in my face again?

i don’t know how to not have a job.

now, i’m beholden to you.

suddenly, i knew everything was about to get worse.

oh look, he’s being a good guy so we can all see him be a good guy.

you really don’t like him.

you have to keep up your strength.

i’m asking you nicely - please delete that photo.

you can’t share that with anyone.

it looked like you were having fun.

this place literally smells like faeces.

i’m going to go benadryl myself to sleep.

i feel like i could disappear.

i’ve been so worried about you.

you gotta pick up when i call you — where the hell have you been?!

can you at least say you love me?

i love you. but, sweetheart, we have to be real careful right now.

you told me i needed to have my own life.

i need you. now. touch me.

did you leave a pair of red panties in my office? lacy?

i’ll have to check my red-panty inventory.

you told me you were going to get a divorce.

never say that out loud again.

i don’t want to fight. i just want to be with you.

he uses me for sex when he wants. otherwise, i don’t exist.

last night, i went from desperate to pathetic.

do our code: no bullshit.

a child is not a hobby.

we could have had this fight four hours ago.

you’re really going to walk out now?! you’re such a coward!

someone should burn this place.

you fucking asshole. you liar. you fucking lied to my fucking face.

you’ve been lying to me for over a year.

god, it’s so fucking small. you’re a liar and a cheat.

i thought writers hated cliches.

wah, boohoo, i got laid off. guess i’ll fuck a 20-year-old.

i can’t figure out what the fuck they mean.

are they supertwat’s?

we’re dealing with a 20-year-old who isn’t sure where she leaves her undies.

free spirit is code for stupid.

just because the guy isn’t weeping, doesn’t mean he’s not hurting.

the hallmark of a sociopath is lack of empathy.

are you trying to tell me that this photo is remotely in the realm of acceptable behaviour?

a picture is worth a thousand words. ever heard that phrase?

i’m so sick of being picked apart by women.

for valentine’s day, i thought i’d buy a gun.

i’m being paranoid. crazy. i’d just sleep better with a gun.

if someone were staging a crime scene, why mop up blood?

a pool of blood and no body suggests homicide.

why have you kept this stuff? it’s like a little box of hate.

you know how hard it is to make a murder case without a body? it’s incredibly difficult. so i want one last thing… i want a body.

sometimes, the way he looks at me? this man of mine may kill me.

i’m so much happier now that i’m dead.

he took my pride and my dignity and my hope and my money.

he took and took from me until i no longer existed. that’s murder. let the punishment fit the crime.

to fake a convincing murder, you have to have discipline.

america loves pregnant women. as if it’s so hard to spread your legs.

you know what is hard? faking a pregnancy.

you need to bleed. you need to clean.

men always use 'cool girl’ as the defining compliment, don’t they?

go ahead! cum on me! i don’t mind, i’m cool girl.

i waited years for the pendulum to swing the other way — for men to read jane austen and make out while we leer.

i will admit: for someone who likes to win, it’s tempting to be the girl every guy wants.

for him, i was willing to try.

i wax-stripped my pussy raw and blew him regularly.

i forged the man of my dreams.

he actually expected me to love him unconditionally.

he doesn’t get to fucking win.

grown-ups work for things. grown-ups pay. grown-ups suffer consequences.

fucking crazy bitch.

she’s framing me for her murder.

you are married to a psychopath.

your problem is just beginning.

does missouri have the death penalty?

as long as you don’t own a python and blast death metal at 4am, we’re gonna be best friends.

that’s the most disgusting thing i’ve ever heard.

are you laughing me out of your building?

this is why i have a $100,000 retainer — because i win unwinnable cases.

so far, this is a he-said-she-said.

i haven’t had a date in almost a decade because if a girl googles me? bye-bye.

if i could make up a girl, this would be the fucking girl.

she framed you with the ties you wouldn’t wear.

can you imagine being almost 30 years old and never having had anything go wrong for you?

i’m serious. i will not say a word against that girl.

i can’t imagine what she’s got in store for you.

that’s life, baby.

the whole thing just feels… easy. like finding an envelope marked CLUE.

ever heard that phrase - the simplest answer is often correct?

whatever the hell they found, we have to assume it’s very bad.

he’s nice because he wants to fuck you.

i’m not sad. i’m angry.

i was going to kill myself. can you believe that?

why should i die? i’m not the asshole.

it’s a ticking time bomb. you gotta throw yourself on it.

a guy admitting he’s a giant asshole? people love that stuff.

looks like you’ve done a good job.

where’s the money, sweetheart?

you’ve hiding. i don’t know why, and i don’t care.

i don’t think you’ve ever really been hit.

next place, be more careful, okay? lot of people out there worse than us.

every time you look smug or annoyed or tense, i’m going to hit you with a jellybean.

why are you so good to me?

why is it that when i need someone to save me, i always think of you?

oh my god. you little slut.

she’s the girl with the giant cum-on-me tits.

come. you’re staring at ghosts.

seriously, i can’t believe how fucking good you were.

you are so good to me. and i am so exhausted.

you’ll be very safe. i won’t let you get away again.

you scared me. don’t do that. i need to feel safe.

you were never under my thumb.

you are the best person i have ever known.

they disliked me, they liked me, they hated me, and now they love me.

whenever you said something stupid, i thought 'maybe he’s just stupid’. i was wrong.

none of this is mine - none of this was put here by me.

i need some time to think.

that’s the last thing you need.

i’m not going to force myself on you.

i just want you to be you again.

my defence is the truth.

want to play a little true or false?

you thought quinoa was a fish?

you fucking bitch.

it’s an insane story.

don’t blame yourself.

you must’ve bled quite a bit there.

how’d she get the box cutter if she was always tied up?

stop pretending.

i just said what you wanted to hear.

that’s how well you know me! you know me in your marrow.

take off your clothes.

you’re a murderer.

i’m a fighter. i fought my way back to you.

you begged for me to save your life. and i obliged.

the media will destroy you.

give it the night. sleep on it.

was there ever a baby?

if two people love each other and can’t make it work, that’s the real tragedy.

kiss my cheek. now.

you can’t live in the same house as that spider.

mess with it, they’ll come looking for blood.

we had the national spotlight on us, and we stained the rug.

i swear to god, you two are the most fucked-up people i’ve ever known. and i specialise in fucked up.

i’m the definition of 'at risk’.

remember: don’t turn your back.

i’d never hurt you. i do need you to participate though. that’s fair, right?

tell the truth and shame the devil.

fuck it. let everyone take sides.

i love tests.

we are toxic. we complete each other in the sickest possible way.

you think you could ever be with a nice, normal woman?

i complete you. i’m the only one who can.

stay with me and i will make you happy. you know i can. i’ve killed for you.

you’re breaking my heart.

what have we done to each other? what will we do?

[nihtwing]

‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎𝐴𝑁 𝑬𝑴𝑩𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑂𝐹 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐸𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑮 .ᐟ

[nihtwing]

now really isn't the time to be handing out eyebrow care tips, richard...

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ JUST ONE, I'M A FEW — NO FAMILY, TOO. WHO AM I ?  (   a collection of dialogue & action prompts from bbc america's orphan black, season one. adjust gendering / phrasing as desired.   )

yeah, i'm back in town.

i wanna see [ name ], okay?

well, that's not fair, is it?!

oh my god, you look.. like crap.

this long, no see? you don't get to know.

you have no idea what that costs me.

i wasn't talking about my cut, i was talking about my pride.

you've been gone for almost a year, [ name ]. i'm not judging, just saying.

i'm not judging, just saying.

oh, you robbed her body.

you can do better.

what the hell is wrong with you?

look at me, you understand? look at me!

use it, or hang it up, okay?

do not snap towels at me, [ name ], i had a very traumatic childhood.

get in the car, damn it! we're late!

suddenly you don't give a damn, i get pissed.

now, you had better be ready. are you ready?

you're sure as hell overdressed.

what, were you out all night or something?

i know this shit is as hard as it gets, but you gotta stop making it worse.

"fashionably late", you called it?

stick to your statement and you'll be fine.

i panicked, what do you want me to say?

where's your wit gone?

you haven't called me dipshit all day.

i know this thing's got you all twisted up, but you've got to forgive yourself.

[ name ], i know you're in there! open the door now!

it's not coming back to you?

i'm not sure i should say anything at all.

i don't want to talk about [ name ].

you need to talk to me about that moment.

feels like she's lying about something.

deep down, we all hope we're special.

the last thing i am is special.

oh. you're disappearing again?

weren't you coming back this weekend?

i got sick to my stomach, i basically puked on them.

what did you do to your hair? ... it's longer.

why are you such a dick?

first, though, you need a shower. and a xanax.

just keep away from me!

your partner. he was following you.

[ name ], where have you been?

there's blood everywhere!

holy shit, it's true ... that someone is killing us.

you need to get rid of the body.

uh ... how about you come help me?

for starters, you're a drug dealer.

of course not, you think we'd let that happen?

i don't ... nothing, i don't want to talk about it.

that's my one bit of good news.

is that so much to ask?

bastard must've followed me and nicked it.

okay, let's not go off ... [ name ], [ name ] !

how long can you keep gaming the cops?

what the hell are you doing?

i'm worried you're losing the plot again.

sorry, i've got a lot of work to do.

you're not ready for this, you need to take more time.

is that a diagnosis? cause i've got plenty of professional help for that.

i can't keep waking up at night, checking your breathing.

i knew it was too good to be true.

why would you help with such a stupid plan?

that was when i drew my weapon.

i'm not dirty, i just freaked out.

i'm not going to play [ name ] in the middle.

i'd do it all again, [ name ].

cut the shit, [ name ], and tell me where it came from.

yeah, i was gonna leave town, but i turned around.

are you wearing a wire?

if there's another version of this story ...

there's only one story, [ name ].

run me through it again. so i know you won't crack under questioning.

if they dig, they'll find the pills.

i wouldn't do that, [ name ].

i can't help myself.

— then why would you even ask?

because ... i told you to.

i'm gonna hang onto that money until you're cleared.

why would you go in my room?

the sink is broken, what the hell is wrong with you?

are you out of your mind?

idiot. do you even know who you're talking to?

i don't care who you are.

please just tell me ... who are we to each other?

are you kidding me? i'm not doing that.

you need to get out of here.

let go, don't touch me.

hide your ugly face on the way out.

i'm making progress, full progress.

what i'm trying to do is move on.

that's not gonna work for me.

does that sound stoned to you?

you have constantly tested me.

since you apparently already know where i live, come by after 9.

knock quietly.

come on, [ name ], give me a little love here.

why do you have to be such a hardass?

you know i never would've got in if you said we're going to the suburbia.

don't stop, someone might speak to us.

my skin breaks out every time we come downtown.

oh my god, who's in there?

[ name ], you always do this to me!

i don't do "backup", i don't even know what "backup" is!

close it, lock it.

you point a gun at me again, i'll kick the living shit out of you.

what the hell were you doing here?

seriously, it's life or death.

you can't just ignore it!

-> ACTIONS :

sender is aggressively banging on receiver's front door, demanding entry.

sender begs receiver for their help in faking sender's death.

sender seduces receiver in order to distract them.

sender has discovered receiver's secret life, and confronts them.

receiver catches sender as they're trying to skip town.

sender tries to seduce receiver in order to make them stop investigating.

sender arrives to receiver's place drunk and injured.

sender calls receiver for help getting the blood out of their car.

sender starts a physical fight with receiver in a sensitive environment.

receiver must cautiously evade sender, who thinks they're dead.

receiver gets a cryptic text from sender asking to meet in person.

sender and receiver return to their hotel room only to find it trashed.

sender is caught following receiver, and receiver confronts them.

sender stands between receiver's loaded gun and a third party.

sender accompanies receiver to a doctor's appointment.

sender leverages receiver's addiction/s against them.

sender witnesses something traumatic, immediately going to receiver.

sender holds a fake funeral for receiver, which the latter watches at a distance.

sender and receiver meet in a diner for a sensitive discussion.

sender finds receiver's number in a strange phone and calls it.

[ohisms]

✱ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 1-800 ( HIT MY LINE ) ... ( a collection of texting prompts, part two. adjust phrasing as necessary, mature themes present. )

[ TXT ] :   you could just say you're sorry.

[ TXT ] :   this doesn't mean i forgive you.

[ TXT ] :   be outside in two minutes or you're dead,  i mean it.

[ TXT ] :   the least you could do is let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] :   you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] :   i think i lost my  [ ITEM ].  is it there?

[ TXT ] :   where are you?  nobody's heard from you.

[ TXT ] :   pick up.  pick up.  pick up.

[ TXT ] :   what if i said i'm outside?

[ TXT ] :   keep me posted.

[ TXT ] :   i want to kiss you so bad it hurts.

[ TXT ] :   send me your location.

[ TXT ] :   i hope this is some sort of emergency.

[ TXT ] :   i woke up and you were gone.

[ TXT ] :   they know.  i don't know how,  but they know.

[ TXT ] :   don't come home yet. i'll explain later.

[ TXT ] :   don't say i didn't warn you.

[ TXT ] :   i can't tell if you're mad at me...

[ TXT ] :   just trust me,  ok?

[ TXT ] :   [ IMAGE DELIVERED ]  you left this behind.

[ TXT ] :   are we still on for tonight?

[ TXT ] :   i want you to admit what you did.

[ TXT ] :   did you just hang up on me?

[ TXT ] :   are we ever going to talk about this?

[ TXT ] :   this is bigger than both of us now.

[ TXT ] :   i'm still waiting.

[ TXT ] :   what are you doing tomorrow night?

[ TXT ] :   fine,  i'll do it myself.

[ TXT ] :   you're still my emergency contact.

[ TXT ] :   stop,  you're making me blush.

[ TXT ] :   i lied earlier.  i'm not fine.

[ TXT ] :   [ MEDIA ]  ...  delete this after you look.

[ TXT ] :   i'm not joking.

[ TXT ] :   what happened to "never again"?

[ TXT ] :   i just want to make sure you know you're not alone.

[ TXT ] :   i don't know who else to call.

[ TXT ] :   can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] :   you couldn't have told me this in person??

[ TXT ] :   i can't wait to see you again.

[ TXT ] :   did i do something wrong?

[ TXT ] :   i can't help you if you don't let me.

[ TXT ] :   i have ... sort of a favor to ask.

[ TXT ] :   i'm grabbing food, want me to pick you up?

[ TXT ] :   you looked at me different tonight.

[ TXT ] :   i don't want to be alone right now.

[ TXT ] :   i can't believe you'd actually say that.

[ TXT ] :   don't worry,  i handled it.

[ TXT ] :   i didn't think this through.

[ TXT ] :   give me a straight answer.

[ TXT ] :   if you go to the cops,  so will i.

[ TXT ] :   someone's feeling bold today.

[ TXT ] :   were you ever going to tell me?

[ TXT ] :   i shouldn't have said that.

[ TXT ] :   we kind of have a situation...

[ TXT ] :   i keep re-reading our old messages.

[ TXT ] :   like,  a BODY-body??

[ TXT ] :   you should hate me right now.

[ TXT ] :   i didn't plan for this,  either.

[ TXT ] :   i know you're reading these.

[ TXT ] :   have you been taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] :   it's getting really bad again.

[ TXT ] :   [ IMAGE DELIVERED ]  am i doing this right...?

[ TXT ] :   i'm coming over whether you want me to or not.

[ TXT ] :   i need you to delete our texts.

[ TXT ] :   were you at  [ LOCATION ]  yesterday?

[ TXT ] :   you got anywhere to be later?

[ TXT ] :   i know it's 3am but i need to hear your voice.

[ TXT ] :   are you having fun?

[ TXT ] :   i'm on my way,  don't go anywhere.

[ TXT ] :   it's been awhile,  we should meet up somewhere.

[ TXT ] :   oh my god,  are you bailing again?

[ TXT ] :   [ LINK ]  ...  this reminded me of you.

[ TXT ] :   so that's it?  we're just...  done?

[ TXT ] :   wear the  [ ITEM ]  i got you tonight.

[ TXT ] :   you looked at me different tonight.

[ TXT ] :   bring a jacket,  it's freezing.

[ TXT ] :   your secret is safe with me.

[ TXT ] :   this wasn't meant for you. forget you saw that.

[ TXT ] :   do i need to come over?

[ TXT ] :   stop,  you're making me blush.

[ TXT ] :   you're running out of time.

[ TXT ] :   don't bother making excuses.

[ TXT ] :   i see you typing...

[ TXT ] :   i don't think i caught your name.

[ TXT ] :   they know.  i don't know how,  but they know.

[ TXT ] :   i wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

[ TXT ] :   you snore,  by the way.

[ TXT ] :   show me what you're working on.

[ TXT ] :   call me right now,  it's an emergency.

[ TXT ] :   if i tell you something,  promise you won't freak out.

[ TXT ] :   i thought you were dead.

[ TXT ] :   this is all a big mistake.

[ TXT ] :   movie's showing tonight at 9,  are you in?

[ TXT ] :   [ IMAGE DELIVERED ]  ...  miss this yet?

[ TXT ] :   you don't have to be such an asshole.

[ TXT ] :   you know what you're doing to me.

[ TXT ] :   i just heard what happened... are you okay?

[ TXT ] :   you owe me one.

[ TXT ] :   i miss you so much.

[ TXT ] :   can you send me the photos from last night?

[ TXT ] :   [ LINK ]  ...  have you seen this???  [ NAME ]??

[ TXT ] :   you looked beautiful last night.

[ TXT ] :   can i see that beautiful face?

[ TXT ] :   i kept your stuff. in case you ever wanted it back.

[ TXT ] :   sorry,  i'm running late.

[ TXT ] :   i'm not supposed to be talking to you.

[ TXT ] :   you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] :   [ LINK ]  ...  don't freak out.

[ TXT ] :   i think my phone is tapped.

[ TXT ] :   hold on,  i'm in the middle of something.

[ TXT ] :   just checking to see if you've blocked me...

[ TXT ] :   you can't tell anyone about this.

[nihtwing]

right, i have made the executive decision to delete everything that was in my inbox because it was months old and i wasn't feeling it, please feel free to trawl my tag and send me things! i'm going to go and futz about with my drafts and decide what i'm keeping and what i'm getting rid of <3

[nihtwing]

hi, nausi my love 🥰👀

[batbabydamian]

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