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Starter Call
Letâs rustle up some rp, pardners. Click the heart
miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you canât keep doing this to yourself.
thatâsâŠa lot of blood.
can you walk?
please donât lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
iâm not going anywhere without you.
shh, itâs okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasnât your fault.
this is all my fault.
you arenât acting like yourself.
iâm never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
youâre hurting me.
donât ever do that again.
go to hell.
please donât cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey â stay with me.
itâll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
iâm sorry. i canât do this anymore.
things wonât always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
iâm okay. itâs all fine.
itâs not okay! youâre not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
itâs nothing. itâs just a bruise.
itâs clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didnât mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay donât act like this.
you donât have to go through this by yourself.
i donât want you to be alone.
please donât regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
iâm worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], thereâs nobody there.
i want to be happy but i donât think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isnât going to solve your problems.
donât leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
itâs breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me whatâs wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why donât you care?
get the hell away from me.
please donât do this.
i canât believe that you lied to me.
justâŠstay for the night.
you obviously canât be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you canât die. i wonât let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
iâm sorry.
why do you have a gun?
donât panic.
just breathe.
youâre bleeding.
iâm trying to stop the bleeding.
youâve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call wouldâve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.
âI didnât join up with this gang for the goddamn moneyâŠor âcause I had enemies, or any other reason âcept that I believed in you anâ yer brother. Livinâ freeâŠprotectinâ good folk anâ killinâ ones that deserved killinâ. Simple. Anâ I seen how you wasâŠthat night when you anâ that fancy feller roomed together at the saloon. Not a one of yer men thumbed his nose about it. That was how I knew I wanted tâbe part of this family. That kinda love anââŠ.acceptance, no matter what? That was somethinâ worth dyinâ for.â ~Jamison âPupâ Matthews
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Bounty Hunter Sentence Starters
âYou must be the bravest person in existence or the dumbest to come walking in here with that kind of bounty on your head.âÂ
âWhat did you do to piss off __?âÂ
âYour days are numbered, scum.âÂ
âIâve caught worst criminals than you.âÂ
âYouâve may have found me, but you havenât caught me yet.âÂ
âOh come on! I didnât even DO anything!âÂ
âYou must be mistaken! I donât have a bounty on my head!âÂ
âAnd what is the price on my head now?âÂ
âYouâve come woefully unprepared to take me in, hunter.âÂ
âA bounty hunter? You? Donât make me laugh.âÂ
âListen, Iâm not going to hurt you as long as you cooperate.âÂ
âAnd how much are they paying you to âreturnâ me?â
âI can pay you double to let me go.âÂ
âResorting to bribery? Not a chance.âÂ
âYour reputation proceeds you, __.âÂ
âAnd isnât it the infamous __ .âÂ
âFor a bounty hunter, youâre not that impressive.âÂ
âYouâre shorter than I was expectingâŠâÂ
âAh, so theyâve sent a pretty face to collect me?âÂ
âYouâre fishing in a sea of sharks, my hunting friend, and Iâm the biggest shark of them all.âÂ
âSit STILL and SHUT UP.âÂ
âEnd of the road, __.âÂ
âIâm getting paid a pretty penny to bring you in. Alive- or dead.âÂ
âItâs a pity youâre worth more to me alive than not, because Iâm really considering the cut.âÂ
â+ your own!
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Something caught between a gasp and a purr rumbled up in Ronâs chest at Jamiâs entreaty; the next breath he drew in used as much for sousing himself in the younger manâs scent as it was for oxygen. An open-lipped smile came with it, all wide and toothy and confident and wanting, and then the gangboss was moving. He nuzzled another kiss to Jamiâs lips first; left words there-
âGood manâ
-before he was lifting himself away just enough that he could do the sort of worship he wanted to on Jamiâs body without the friction movement naturally caused torturing them both; ending their moment too soon. The fingers in his hair remained despite how he shifted, and Ron took their presence, how they clenched or didnât, as a guide as he peppered kisses along Jamiâs throat, across his collarbones, upon his sternum again; his chest - the landscape of which, from moles, to the very outer edges of the scarring that webbed across parts of it, and everything else besides, he learned with his lips.Â
Now though, where he hadnât been before, Ron was more aware of the possibility of uneasing his companion. Now he had enough presence of mind not to linger on those scars, or to trek across them too far towards the heart of Jamiâs injuries in some misguided attempt at expressing acceptance of them. That acceptance was implicit in the momentâs intimacy; in how he gazed at the man whole and ate up the sight of him between lingering kisses that strayed, in all their tender fullness, onto Jamiâs ribs next. Ron counted the ones he found in his mind; caught Jamiâs eye and smiled before turning his head into the crook of his arm and gifting the skin there a kiss of its own. A fractional pause then, just long enough for an affectionate slur-
âYâs fâkin gorgeous darlinâ-â
-before Ron was moving again; touching his temple against Jamiâs bicep, kissing it, and then shifting his attention back down his body; below his ribs now - the shuffle downwards this required earning a through-the-teeth hiss for Ronâs trouble. He wouldnât be dissuaded though. He had plans to enact, worshipping to do, and that naturally led him south; his kisses becoming fuller, wetter, the further he travelled down Jamiâs stomach. He counted quivering abdominals there; nuzzled the manâs hipbones, the taut skin between there and his groin and then- Words, breathed over the base of his need.
âIf I jusâ took yah dahn âole-â he husked wonderingly, speaking so close to what he was talking about taking down whole Jami wouldâve felt his lips moving against his skin- âDâyah fink-â -tracing their way slowly, softly from root to tip whereâ A detour was taken so a kiss could be given to a quivering thigh. âYâd last long enough tâgasp my name?â
It was all Jamison could do not to squirm beneath every taunting, teasing, tantalizing touch the gangboss graced over his flesh, hot with the summer evening air and the rush of desire. He couldnât remember a time heâd ever been this hard, this full of ache and need, but every moment that passed, every inch of him that Ronâs soft lips touched, made him harder, needier, and desperate for more.
As Ronâs voice rumbled out a compliment, his mouth tracing lines down the Pupâs stomach and hips, he wasnât sure, even now, how long he could hold out. His cheeks burned, and his fingers flexed against Ronâs scalp as those glancing kisses moved along the rigid length of him, warm words sending a shiver through Jamisonâs entire soul as if the Devil himself had spoken them.
âI...â he swallowed, his breaths shallow and ragged with need. But the very thought, the idea of Ron wrapping his mouth around his cock made the damnable thing twitch, pulsing with want, as if it had made up its own mind.
"Is that a challenge, boss?â
He huffed out a half-chuckle, cheeks burning red as his fingers softened in Ronâs hair, trembling slightly as they strayed and traced the edge of his ear, and the ridge of his brow. Â
standunshakenâ:
cajuncurâ:
Originally posted by leave-me-colourless
The forest was indifferent to their strife. Its silence swallowed up their screams in vast blankets of snow. Winter was a watchful woman, painting her lips with their blood.
ronmanmobâ:
For all Ron could be singularly perceptive, Jamiâs anxiety didnât make it to him in its fullest extent by any means. He was too caught up in the moment, in the sight of the young man beneath him, in his scent, the feel of him and how aching close they felt when he canted his hips just so that the minutiae of his struggle got lost in the lamp light. That Jami drew him closer still, pulled Ron over him as he laid back, only redoubled this momentary blindness.Â
He didnât perceive unease as he braced his weight on his hands so he could look at him as he guided them both towards the bedâs centre; didnât catch on as he caressed Jamiâs chest, his ribs and the flare of his hips with rough but gentle fingers; didnât either when he eased his way between Jamiâs knees â not even to hurry along their intimacies; just for closeness sake; for contact and the feeling of his thighs touched to Ronâs own, and to his hips, his flanks as he relaxed over him.Â
A kiss then, that was edged by a hitched breath and a growl as friction did its best to end things much too prematurely for the gang-bossâs liking â and thenâŠthen he caught a wisp of what Jamiâd felt. Not the full measure, and not its source either. Just an implication of nerves between lingering, wanting kisses that made him pause for a beat and gaze down upon him - all black eyes and parted lips.
âNearly broke a promise I made yah in me mind then-â he confessed, not wanting to talk directly to having noticed at all. That, he knew from experience, had a tendency to destroy a romantic mood quicker than being doused in cold water, and he didnât want to risk that here if he could help it. âI promised-â He pressed a gentle kiss to Jamiâs lips. â-Tâtake-â Another landed upon his jaw. â-Me time-â Another yet, upon his jaw but closer to his throat now. âSo we could-â His words hitched - Fucking friction - and bottomed out in a shuddering, drawling slur. â-Ssssavour thisâŠCân I do thaâ, Jami?ââ Again, Ronâs hand stroked along the younger manâs ribs; over his torsoâs span; up to his chest and up further still; his thumb coming to caress the hollow of Jamiâs throat. Rough as then, a thought was given voiceâ âYer fuckinâ stunninâ, lad-â And a request, as an appreciative, open-mouthed kiss landed on Jamiâs sternum. ââTell me yes,  or tell me no.â
Jami panted and shivered beneath Ronâs weight and caresses, feeling very like a coyote caught by a wolf as they struggled deftly on the bed to find a position that accommodated them both. But it wasnât the wolfâs jaws he feared, as Ronâs kisses peppered the heat of his own flesh, his cheeks and chest flush with color. It was how close those rough paws of his came to his severed arm. To the scars on his throat and face that marred him, and made him remember the awful chill of the mountains, and the sound of his own bones snapping in the jaws of a monster.
The friction between them, the feeling of Ronâs mouth, and then the words he growled gently down at him, were a saving grace that pulled him back from the edge of panic. His own hand moved over Ronâs bare skin, his parted thighs flexing against the gangbossâ, the Pupâs breath hitching when the need that ached between them became all the more apparent with every shift of Ronâs hips. He was certain he wouldnât be able to take much more of this without finding his own embarrassingly premature end, and when Ronâs lips met his own again, he leaned up into it, a sigh escaping him when that kiss shifted over to his jaw, and Ronâs fingers slid across his throat.
Jamisonâs hand moved up Ronâs chest and trailed over his shoulder, until his long, lithe fingers disappeared into the dark scruff of his hair, trying to catch his breath, chest heaving beneath the heat of his masterâs kiss, and the rumble of his voice as the coyote was given one last chance to escape the wolfâs clutches.
His pale eyes moved to meet with the coal-black pits of Ronâs, every inch of him electric with a strange, heady mix of anxiety and arousal that made goosebumps rise over his arms and set the hackles of his neck on end. His tongue glanced between lips that suddenly felt chapped, and Jami swallowed back the nervous edge in his throat, until his voice came on a desperate, needful whisper. â...yes, Ron...yes. Please.â
OUTLANDER SENTENCE STARTERS
No, I said I wonât have you dying for nothing.Â
I wonât be. Iâll be dying with you.
Look, you told me that you could never get close to your mother, that she lived in another world. Well, maybe sheâs trying to show you that world.
Itâs not important if I believe it. She believes it. Iâm just saying, we need to keep an open mind.
Only two people know what the truth really is, and one of them is dead. Too bad it wasnât you.
Can I ask you something? How do you do it? Finally say goodbye to that one person you loved most in all the world?
Truth is, Iâve never been very good at saying goodbye.
But thatâs the hell of it, isnât it? Whether you want to say goodbye or not, theyâre gone and you have to go on living without them. Because thatâs what they would want.
Well then maybe weâll all get to watch her slam her head into a five ton slab of granite.
May he have mercy on us all.
What kind of god creates a world where monsters thrive and beauty and purity is rewarded with poverty and death?
The same kind of god who also offers an opportunity for redemption.
Iâve been dying for years. Itâs a wearisome process. I welcome its conclusion.
Itâs like you read my mind.
I kept my word. I lay my vengeance at your feet.
I must say, this is a damned inconvenient time to be conciliatory.
Why did you pretend not to recognize me? I was afraid you would just blurt out my real name.
I know what you did. You championed me and exiled me both at the same time.
What am I to do with such a bloodthirsty barbarian?
Is your thirst for slaughter not quenched yet?
Surely thereâs another woman you could have kiss you goodbye?
Fortune drops out of the sky and onto our doorstep. Convenient, is it not?Â
Why should we waste time with all this Shiite?
Itâs been horrible. He forced me to mend his socks and to fetch his meals.
I think I know a wee bit more about this than you do.
So, will I be allowed to join you at dinner tonight?
They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.
We may have to rethink our decision not to lie to one another.
And you, witch who sucks the cock of the devil. Iâll see you in hell.
Youâre not what I ordered. But, youâll do.
You should have trusted me with that knowledge from the beginning.
Every now and then it is OK for you to lie to me, you know, just to put my mind at ease.
Aye. Iâll remember that for the next time.
Iâve been thinking. Remember you said I owe you a life because you saved mine? Well, I saved yours as well at least as often. Seems to me weâre even.
Ashamed. Like Iâm a different person now, and Iâll never be the same.
So you had to start yourself up with a whore before you could stand to be with me?
This is wonderful news. Why did you wait until now to tell me?
The way I see it, weâre doing a bad thing for a good reason.
Isnât that what all bad people say?
Well, I am an unusual lady. At least I used to be.
Told you that dress would bring us grief.
How can you save a man that doesnât want saving?
I lie here feeling I will die without your touch, but when we do touch, I want to vomit with shame.
If you take away the one last thing that makes sense to me, then I will die with you, right here now.
You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit? One way or another, I will get a response from you.
Love forces a person to choose. You do things you never imagined you could do before.
Go get the shovel.
You might want to remember who has the pistol.
It looks like Iâm going to a fucking barbecue.
I want you ____. I want you so much I can scarcely breathe. Will you have me?
You are my home now, ____.Â
Itâs often something like this. But, no, this is unusual. Itâs different.
Take off your shirt. I want to look at you.
Iâll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time, It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day and suddenly the sun came out.
Doesnât it bother you that Iâm not a virgin?
You control your nerves. Your nerves do not control you.
It doesnât matter where you come from. Youâre here.
Sometimes I wonder what I did to make the devil punish me like this.Â
CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person youâre trying to care for insists they donât need your help.
âat least let me clean the wound!â âyouâll be even worse off if you donât let me bandage this.â âi really think you need to see a doctor.â âi made you some soup, and iâm going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.â âyour feelings matter too! i canât help you if i donât even know whatâs making you upset!â â..iâm here if you need anything, okay?â âstop trying to push yourself! you canât do this on your own!â âlisten, i know you donât want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. youâre not going to get anywhere like this.â âiâll make you a deal: iâll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.â âhow long has it last been since you slept?â âhave you even been taking your medicine?â âi know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.â âlet me take care of you, for once.â âyouâre gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!â âi hate to break it to you, but youâre not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you donât every waking hour of the day then iâm fully prepared to do that.â âitâs okay to cry in front of me, you know. you donât have to carry this alone.â âstop trying to act like youâre not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!â âlisten, asshole. iâm gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. youâre not in any condition to get there yourself.â âoh my god, why didnât you tell me it was this bad?!â
               DONâT underestimate the lengths Iâll go to for the people I love.
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