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indie selective booker dewitt rp blog. Faceclaim, Nathan Fillion.

[roguishtvpe-blog]

Coraline sentence pack

"Hello? Who's there?"

"You scared me to death, you mangy thing!"

"Look, I don't like being stalked!"

"I don't have time for you right now."

"It's pouring out there, isn't it?"

"Go out and count all the doors and windows and write down everything that's blue."

"Will you stop pestering me if I do this for you?"

"It's slime or bedtime. What's it going to be?"

"Hm, something smells good!"

"You're just in time for supper, dear."

"Wanna hear my new song?"

"Hello? I think our mail got mixed up."

"The mice asked me to give you a message."

"Cease your infernal yapping!"

"You are in terrible danger."

"You're blind as a bat!"

"Be very, very careful."

"He's not crazy. He's drunk."

"Want to come along? You can pick out something you like."

"Come back, please. I'm sorry I called you that. How'd you get here?"

"I come and go as I please."

"I might steal your weak heart away."

"You could stay here forever if you want to."

"There's one tiny, little thing we need to do."

"So sharp you won't feel a thing."

"I'm going away tonight. And I won't be back."

"And what do you think you're doing?"

"How can you walk away from something and still walk back to it?"

"They say even the proudest spirit can be broken with love."

"You aren't my mother."

"Don't believe me? Ask the cat!"

"How did this happen?"

"You know you're walking right into a trap?"

"Why would you run away from me?"

"And if I win...?"

"Don't worry. I'm getting the hang of it."

"Is this what your looking for?"

"If you stay here, you can have whatever you want. Always."

"I've lost everything."

"You know I love you."

"Don't leave me! Don't leave me! I'll die without you!"

"What's gotten into you?"

"He's not drunk. He's just eccentric."

"You still mad?"

"I'm really sorry I didn't believe you about all this evil stuff."

"Why did you change your mind?"

"You know, I'm glad you decided to stalk me."

"I really hate dirt."

"I've got so much to tell you!"

[whiskeywrites]

Zero.

[manxrslave-deactivated20160725]

I know the secret of drowning is stay calm and not panic. I know the secret of losing is to let go before you get lost… 

Independent Jack Ryan roleplay  blog from Bioshock. 

[rpfunstuff]

What’s one headcanon you have about my muse?

[whiskeywrites]

[whiskeywrites]

Melancholy blues.

[roguishtvpe-blog]

//So it sounds like my dad’s gonna lose his job. 

[thelxnewanderer-blog]

Jessica didn’t take the photograph from the man, but leant a little closer so that she could see it better. The town surroundings were certainly familiar, she knew Megaton well. But the woman was a stranger to her, she hadn’t seen her, or anyone who looked like her. And she didn’t know anyone with the name Anna either.

“No. No, I haven’t seen her, I’m sorry.” The apology came out without Jessica having to think about it. Even if this guy had been in the Enclave, she had an understandable weakness for parents and children. “But, if you’re looking for Slavers, I know where most of them are. Never been there, but I know where they are.”

[roguishtvpe-blog]

He didn’t want to think about slavers. What they would use her for. Fact was, Booker only saw her as a baby. She was probably 19 or 20 by now. What a life could she have lived? No, being enslaved was worse than being dead. He could appreciate the girl’s sympathy. It was more than he ever got from his comrades. 

“Jesus.. Slavers.”He had to shake his head, as if to get his mind clear of the image. “I appreciate the information.. Maybe we can find your vault.”He just wanted to push it from his mind. He wanted to drink until he was numb. “I’ll head there after...”  

[bluebellinbakerstreet]

“Hm… To be honest, they don’t sound like the kind of people I want to meet, but I guess I have no saying in it, right?” She already knew the answer to that. “I think it’s very odd that someone pays a lot of money to get me out of this tower and out of this town.”

[roguishtvpe-blog]

“Guy like Comstock prolly has a lot o’ people that hate him. Maybe they wanna steal you just to hurt him, or maybe they know ‘bout your powers.” He had no idea whatsoever. He tried to tell himself she wouldn’t be hurt. In fact, he could almost remember asking... “And no. You want my help, first stop is New York. Maybe we can go to PAris after that.” 

[agnvsdei]

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   A cigar is perched in-between Booker’s fingers, ready and waiting to be lit. The girl had never liked it much— but there was no point in protesting. Knowing Booker, he’d probably smoke even more just to SPITE her.

   Her head shakes in silent disapproval, the matchstick in her hand sparking with young flame. Her movements are careful as she sets fire to the tip, eyes sharp and trained on the flickering glow.

   “Ugh,” She coughs. “How in the hell do you smoke those things?” She shakes the tiny flame out with a quick flourish, her brows raised in question.

[roguishtvpe-blog]

Booker cared little about her preferences. What did bother him was her whining. He let the smoke into his lungs for a moment before exhaling. It was expensive, just waiting to be taken by whoever wanted it. It seemed one of the rich folks of the flying city decided no one would ever take his cigar. Naturally, Booker had little fear of God. In that, he felt no eyes were upon him when he took it. 

He waited until there was some distance between the pair and the shop he had taken it from. Now, there was nothing keeping him from smoking it. He could admit, it was a lot better than those cheap cigarettes he smoked. But they were all a fine relief from his riled nerves. 

“Next time I steal you one too so you can try ‘em.”The imagine itself almost made him laugh. Her choking on the smoke and looking sick. She was far too pure to believe. Maybe this is how rich women were  in their youth. Multiplied by the fact she was kept prisoner in a tower. “You get used to it. Helps me relax.” Like the booze.

[rpmememaker]

Sentence meme (Torture my character version)

Make them cry

“I never loved you.”

“You’re the reason they’re dead!”

“It’s all your fault!”

“Who could ever love you…?”

“You’re so stupid. So weak.”

“Just go away. I don’t want you here.”

Blackmail them

“Who would’ve thought a sweet thing like you would have such a secret?”

“I’ll tell everyone. Scream so loud the country will hear.”

“I have a friend with a radio station, you know. Broadcast it all over the city.”

“If you want this back, you’ll do whatever I say!”

“Be a good little slave, you don’t want your secret out, do you?”

“I know everything. I can ruin you.”

“Beg me, and I might consider keeping my mouth shut.”

Interrogate them

“Sing, birdie.”

“I know exactly how to make you talk.”

“You know some fascinating things, don’t you?”

“I’ll use your greatest weaknesses against you, and you know I know them all.”

“I have means of extracting information from you.”

“I might play with you a little longer after you’ve talked. You’re too cute.”

“You’re tough. But I’ll break you.”

Yell at them

“You idiot! You dumbass! You- you fucking moron!”

“You’re absolutely useless, aren’t you?!”

“What the fuck have you done this time!”

“You don’t care about anyone but yourself!”

“You’re not human! You’re a monster!”

“You’re a disgusting little rat!”

“You’ve fucked up for the last time!”

Physically hurt them

“What, can’t take a punch?”

“I’ll kill you!”

“It’s only a scratch, asshole!”

“Don’t move, or I’ll shoot you!”

“I’ll slit your damn throat!”

“Kiss my shoes or I’ll stomp your head in half.”

“I didn’t mean to draw blood, but oh well.”

“That’s going to bruise.”

Torture them… gently

“You want some of this cake? C’moooon, beg for it!”

“Guess what? SURPRISE ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE!”

“Tickle-tickle-tickle! Kitchy kitchy koo!”

“Whaaaat? Is this yours? You can’t have it back, it’s mine now!”

“I’ll stop singing when hell freezes over!”

“Get in the locker, shorty!”

“Annoying? Me? Annoying?”

[weepretzels]

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water won’t clean you, water won’t clean you

you only hold yourself to the things you do

[nxtdead]

                        ix;     you see,                                                 i was never more alive                                                 than when i loved you.          and i watched you die            and i loved you more                         and i felt alive                                        but i didn’t want to be.

[maybemarty]

[roguishtvpe-blog]

sleep sentence starters 💤

"*yawn* I'm not tired I swear..."

"I'm too tired for this shit."

"Would you get mad if I fell asleep on you? You're so comfy.."

"You can take a nap on me if you want."

*wiggles around while dreaming like a sleeping puppy*

"I just had the weirdest dream... and you were in it!"

"My snoring's not that bad..."

"I do not snore!"

"Do I really snore?"

"I'm trying to sleep here!"

"That doesn't look like a very comfortable place to sleep."

*yawn*

"I do not drool when I sleep!"

"Do I really drool when I sleep?"

"If you do the cold water prank on me while I'm sleeping I'll kill you."

"If you do the whipped cream and feather prank on me while I'm sleeping you're dead to me."

*sleepy mumbling noises*

"Do I really talk in my sleep?"

"Do I say anything interesting when I talk in my sleep?"

"Have a nice nap?"

"Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Want me to sing you a lullaby?"

"Having trouble sleeping?"

"You can sleep in my bed if you want."

"Your snoring kept me up all night."

"Go to sleep already..."

"You were crying in your sleep... is everything alright?"

"Bad dreams again?"

"Not another nightmare is it?"

"You look exhausted, you should get some sleep."

*draws mustache on you while you sleep*

"You woke me up... I was having a nice nap too..."

"I wanna go back to bed..."

"Wh-? I jus' woke up..."

"You sleep too much."

"You don't sleep enough"

"You look so cute when you're asleep. So peaceful."

"Sometimes I watch you sleep."

[wordsnquotes]

The strongest distinguishing characteristic of humans is their power of denial.

Deborah Harkness (via forlions)

[wordsnquotes]

You intoxicated me. It was just as though you were making me love you by some invisible force.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Myra Meets His Family” (via wordsnquotes)

[burnbooking-deactivated20171024]

CONFESSION :: Why can’t we be confident in our own writing? Why is it whenever I see someone post how proud they are of their own writing, they get torn apart by anons? Are we all supposed to subject ourselves to a crippling sense of disappointment and shame in what we write? If we can’t love what we write, then why are we all even writing in the first place?