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@ryanpizzagodross
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Send me ‘Talk to me’ and I will randomly generate a number from 1-30 of what my muse will say to yours
(Mixed bag: contains angst, fluff, and some nsfw)
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; send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character's reaction to your character running their fingers through my character's hair.
bonus if you add description!
send 'ஐ' for my muses reaction to yours shoving them against the wall and sticking their hand down his/her pants
Send "✖" if you think that I'm playing my character properly.
Smut/Kink Prompts-for when you're in the mood to write smut
Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower Agoraphilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a public place Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed Fetishism: I’ll write your/my character having sex/playing with an intimate object. Hematolagnia: I’ll write our characters having sex with blood play Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch. Masochism: I’ll write my/your character being dominated/humiliated by my/your character Odaxelagnia: I’ll write our characters biting each other in a sexual manner Parthenophilia: I’ll write my/your character taking the others virginity Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters. Erotolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty over the phone to your/my character. Somnophilia: I’ll write my/your character waking the other up by sex Triolism: I’ll write our characters in a threesome Vincilagnia: I’ll write my/your character being tied up by your/my character sexually. Voyeurism: I’ll write my/your character watching the other having sex/masturbating
REACTION MEME: Bruised and Broken Version
“Woah, when did you get that?”
“Who did this to you?”
“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
“You’re saying this was an accident?”
“What a shiner!”
“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”
“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“Let me kiss it better.”
“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”
“Another fight?”
“What happened to your face?”
“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let’s get you to the hospital.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“You’re bleeding!”
“What are friends for, ey?”
“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”
“You need to look where you’re going.”
“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”
“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”
“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”
“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”
“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”
“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
“How could you be so careless?”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
“H-how many of them were there?”
Domestic Starters 2.0
"Do I smell breakfast or is that the house burning down?"
"Honey, you look tired. Go sleep."
"So I was driving past a pet store the other day and couldn't help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home."
"I want to move in with you."
"I think we should go house hunting. Buy a big family home on the beach or something."
"What do you think about children?"
"Our son/daughter got sent to the principals office today."
"Babe, can you explain to me what this is doing here?"
"You look like you could use a massage."
"I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It'll save water."
"I may have broken the dish washer."
"There's a spider in the shower!"
"I think I might be pregnant."
"I want to try for a baby."
"I want to adopt a child."
"You would make the perfect father/mother."
"Think about it. The little patter of children in our home."
"I want to marry you."
"What do you think about this color wall for our room?"
"Why is the bathroom overfilling with water?"
"Did you eat all my oreos?"
"We live together. You can't blame this on anyone else."
"I've got a romantic surprise for you."
"Let's just stay in bed."
"Get back into bed."
"Can you call in sick today?"
"I just want to lie here all day with you."
"Oh, there's no need to put a shirt on."
"I'm sick of doing all the chores!"
"We can't afford this!"
Feel free to add your own.
“Wow, you’re hot.”
“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”
“You know, those/that (list body part) of yours are/is pretty distracting.”
“Hot damn.”
“So, you come here often?”
“Well, well. My night just got better.”
“Is…
Dying rp Starters
"Stay with me. Come on, just a little longer."
"You're gonna be fine, okay? You... You'll be fine."
"No. Oh, no. No no no. This can't happen. No. You can't die."
"Shush, just concentrate on staying awake, okay? Don't sleep."
"Oh my god... Don't give up! You can't give up!"
"You can make it through this. I know you can. Y-you have to..."
"Where did they shoot you!? Where did they sh-- Oh... Oh, god... Oh please no..."
"The doctor explained everything to me... I... I can't just let you go like this. I need you."
"Oh, god. Please be alive. Please still be alive."
"There's nothing they can do. I-- I'm so sorry."
"No. They're wrong. They're wrong, okay? You're not gonna die."
"Please, fight this. You have to fight it. You have to live."
"Don't die... Don't die on me. Please..."
"Listen to my voice, okay? I need you to stay with me. I'm bringing you to the hospital."
"I wish I could tell you everything was going to be fine..."
"Come on, now. You've lived through worse than this. Just... Just live through this too."
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."
thrilling new au scenarios for your otps
I lost my little sibling in IKEA and I need your help finding them
I work at the animal shelter and you always come in to pet the cats when you’re sad
“Oh so you’re the camp counselor my little sibling keeps talking about”
We both have friends who party too hard and we keep running into each other in the bathroom while we hold their hair back
We showed up at a book club meeting but we’re the only people there who are not interested in Nicholas Sparks
We both signed up for an adventure cycling class and we’re the slowest people so we always end up biking together at the back
I work at Chuck E. Cheese and your sibling is having a huge birthday party
Your RA almost caught your illegal cat but I convinced them that it was just me meowing
I have a service dog and you’re failing this class because you just stare at it instead of taking notes
Our little siblings are on rival sports teams and I’ve made it my life goal to cheer louder than you
Someone gave me a fake phone number and it’s actually yours
You locked your bike to my bike and now I have to wait here
Send me ✦ for a starter where my muse is a mermaid/merman. Send me ✧ for a starter where your muse is the mermaid/merman!
Hurt rp Starters
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! You don't want to get even more hurt, do you?"
"Tell me where it hurts."
"Whoa, that's purple... It looks like your shoulder is dislocated."
"Oh my god. Are you okay?"
"You're bleeding... You're bleeding bad..."
"This is gonna hurt..."
"Holy crap! I may not know much about human anatomy, but legs don't bend that way!"
"It's all swollen up..."
"You have a black eye. Where you fighting with someone?"
"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now."
"I think you have a concussion."
"Calm down! Calm down! Your ankle is sprained, okay?"
"Here, lean on me."
"I'm gonna need more bandaids..."
"What the hell happened to you!?"
"Here, I need to clean you up. This might sting a bit..."
"We need to get the bullet out..."
"Oh my god, you've been shot!"
"Did... did you get beat up!?"
"Just hold on. You're gonna be fine..."
"Look out for that car!"
"Wake up! Oh god, please wake up!"
"You're alive! Oh, thank god!"
"I'm no doctor, but you should have that looked at. It's bleeding a lot..."
"What is that? Are there bandages under your shirt?"
"Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?"
"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."
"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"
Send ✗ for my muses reaction to being grabbed by the front of their shirt/collar and kissed hard on the mouth
"Hey, you forgot your picks," Trip said, holding out the four picks he had found while helping clean up on stage.
Ryan slowly turned around as he was right about to leave the stage, facing the blonde boy that was holding out the four picks Ryan owned. Blinking a few times rapidly at first, Ryan slowly registered what was going on and walked back over to the guy, taking the picks. ‘’Thanks..I wasn’t really paying attention. Just wanted to get out of this hell.’’
{ throughxthexnever }
“Are you alright?” He asked without hesitation. He couldn’t remember the musicians name, or even what band he was part of- Trip rarely remembered what bands he worked for- but he knew that he had to make sure all of them stayed healthy and happy, if they wanted to tour to go fine.
‘’Yeah..It’s just.. Crowds make me feel uncomfortable. And I’m just really tired.. I just want to have a drink or two and throw myself into my /very/ uncomfortable and small bunk.’’ Ryan complained, sighing hardly and examining the boy for a moment. ‘’What’s your name again..? I mean.. I don’t usually ask for names but.. You seem a bit stressed out yourself.’’
[text]: I miss you. (post split verse maybe?)
Ryan spend quite a long time staring at his phone screen that had started to burn his eyes because of its bright light at this time of the night. He wasn’t expecting anyone to message him, especially not Brendon. Not only was it weird, it was also painful. Having to stare at a screen blankly and decide if the right choice was replying or ignoring. His mind was telling him to just ignore it and put the phone away, -far away, if possible- but his heart was /begging/ to talk to him.
At the very end of these few minutes he spend thinking, he finally came to the decision to reply. Of course not in a way that seemed welcoming, of course. Ryan didn’t want him back. Nope.
‘’Did you have too many drinks or were you playing truth or dare?’’
{ decoratedxemergencies }
Brendon frowned when he read the message, of course he didn’t expect Ryan to be all that friendly in talking to him but still it was a little disappointing. There was no turning back now of course, he was already sitting on his doorstep. He had to concentrate hard in order to make sure the text was readable, Brendon wasn’t going to deny getting drunk in order to confront Ryan.
[text] how a bout drunk and sittting in front of your door?
It seemed self explanatory, Brendon couldn’t lie and say that he didn’t miss Ryan, sure now they were nothing but bitter memories but he wanted his friend back. He didn’t care if they’d get together again, at the very least he just wanted him in his life.
Ryan thought that a message from Brendon was the most shocking thing that had happened since a while now, but the /second/ message, proved him wrong. The boy tossed his phone aside and fored himself out of the sheets and got up to put on a gown quickly before he headed down the stairs. Though as soon as he had reached the door, he hesitated. Why was he in such a hurry? Did he really want to see him right now? Was it even safe enough to open the door to a drunken person at this time of the night?
It took him a few minutes before he opened the door, staring at the boy whose image was carved into his brain for forever. He could feel how his heart was pounding inside his chest, though he kept a straight face. His shoulders were the only place that gave away how nervous he actually was.
‘’What are you doing on my porch?’’
Brendon only grew more anxious and nervous as time went on and he didn’t get a reply, he was about to put his phone away and give up until he suddenly felt the door giving way from where he was leaning on it, arms flailing in the air a bit as he tried to steady himself with something. When he looked up and blinked his eyes a few times he found himself staring up at Ryan. “You seem taller then I remember.” He mumbled, staying still for a moment before slowly sitting up and rubbing the back of his head where it had hit the floor.
“Can I come in? S'cold out here…” Brendon looked up at him again with wide eyes, purposefully avoiding his question. In truth, he had no idea what he was doing here, for some insane reason he had wanted to see him again.
Ryan scoffed a bit and stepped slightly aside as he saw how Brendon fell over, sighing hardly at the sight of him. He was just like he used to be when Ryan left him, except for the hair. The hair was the only thing that changed through the years. ‘’I bet you don’t remember much of us anyway.’’ Ryan muttered bitterly, his face expression changing into one that seemed to be disgusted now.
‘’What about I give you a jacket and some money so you can go home to your wife? I’m sure she’ll keep you warm enough.’’