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#𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤 | 𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪

elimemes

DANGANRONPA 3 ABRIDGED STARTERS.

these are so funny i hate it. part three!

‘what part of ‘we’re on a break’ don’t you get?’

‘are you still on that?’

‘it’s a good thing you’re pretty.’

‘aw, fuck you blew it.’

‘oh, good, a distraction.’

‘wow, you’re full of shitty opinions today.’

‘will you please just piss off already?’

‘you can just wipe my shit off your nose.’

‘i’ve wasted my time with this charade for nothing?’

‘i heard he’s, like, four feet tall.’

‘so, she’s dead, huh?’

‘you know what i do when i’m scared? i dance!’

‘i didn’t kill her then, and i didn’t kill her now.’

‘that was pretty convincing right there, but i’m not convinced.’

‘i don’t have mini tits. they’re perky as fuck.’

‘some say she went to france to become a chef.’

‘i may have cracked and did something rash.’

‘i’m talented! i can hold my breath for, like, two minutes!’

‘that reference is too old for people to get.’

‘you were bullied as a kid, weren’t you?’

‘sorry, did i hit a nerve? is it because deep inside, you know i’m right?’

‘don’t be such a meanie.’

‘do you even know how to count?’

‘you’re gonna do something stupid, aren’t you?’

‘i’ll be back soon, i hope.’

‘i’ll be back, and even more amazing than chuck norris’ beard.’

‘everyone who isn’t me, listen up. the boss wants you dead.’

‘come here, so i can kill you.’

‘bring yourself and that shitty haircut over here.’

‘son of a cunt, i will kill this kid.’

‘don’t be a silly sandwich.’

‘you’ll die a terrible death, and i will laugh my ass off.’

‘well, that was enough emotion from me.’

‘we really suck.’

‘attention, poor people: this is your king speaking.’

‘i don’t wanna talk to him, he smells.’

‘oh, hell no, you little shit.’

‘go to your happy place, where puppies sing, and kittens dance, and everyone has smaller boobs than you…’

‘it’s hard to remember a time when you weren’t a manipulative bitch.’

‘not to sound like a dick, but, y’know, aren’t you…?’

‘i’m really not proud of anything that happened today.’

‘you are a lot harder to kill than most.’

‘big old meanie broke my new toy, just as the game was getting fun!’

‘exams make us sad sad.’

‘burn, untalented people, burn!’

‘who needs his stupid face, and dumb hair, and tight ass!’

‘fuck it, screw him, i’m having fun without him.’

‘hahaha, gross.’

‘i’m very afraid of being frightened!’

‘hey, gal pal, are you gonna let me in?’

#(meme monday)

brokenxhalves

svmmerofgold-blog

mysteriescndlegends‌:

Important Character Moments : Annalisa meeting Atlas

The last guy I liked, like really liked, i spent the last six months thinking he was dead.

@svmmerofgold

#𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤 | 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕖 〉𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕒 〉𝕠𝕙 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕥

ofpoisons‌:

JENNIFER STARES IN AMUSEMENT AS THE VERY INTIMIDATINGLY tall man stalks towards the utility pole. He’s so tall that he could quite literally stomp on anyone, she’d climb him like a tree. ❝You feel very strongly about a little pool party.❞ The hybrid smirks, fingers weave through her dark locks to tie her hair up and away from her face. It’s obnoxiously hot out and it’s just the beginning of summer. ❝So it’s safe to say that you won’t be going? Bummer.❞

there’s a long gaze shifting downward before he could see who was talking to him. a tiny thing with not-so-tiny features. cute. but it doesn’t disguise the strange scent that lingers off her. the smell of something human twisted with the metallic familiarity of a vampire. a hybrid? he wasn’t sure. the town collected with weird mixes that it was hard for him to keep up with everything that wondered into town. “you’d be stupid not to be a little cautious.” he pointed out with a single raise of a brow. “but I’m sure you’ll find someone else there to pique your interest. I’m not really a fan of town gatherings.” as if it wasn’t already obvious. “but promise you’ll fill me in on the details when it’s over?”

#𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕛𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣

fyrebred‌:

❝ NO ONE EVER SAID you had to go, you know. there’s no town ordinance requiring you to attend every mildly cringe-worth event being hosted, ❞ the werewolf mused with a raise of her brow as she watched the vampire’s overly dramatic attack on the colorful poster that had been printed to advertise the event in question. there’s part of her that almost wants to laugh at the train of thought he provides, the obvious out that he wished for in this particular situation. ❝ i think that’s a little morbid, even by forks’ standards, but i suppose i understand the concept. i’m sure you’ve been around long enough to note the mayor’s obvious desire to gather all of the townsfolk in one place at one time. ❞ ashleigh merely shrugged her shoulders. ❝ it’s like they just have a desire for chaos. ❞

his nose scrunched a bit at the wolf’s words, but there’s a twist to the corners of his lips that left a sharp smile - something less lethal that the normal one he often gave when confronted with the likes of her kind. “what can I say, I’m a morbid kind of guy,” a loose shrug was followed as his pace slowed down just enough so his body could turn towards her direction. not a single sense of familiarity fell over him, and usually he was good at remembering the names of wolves in town in case he had to seek them out like a predator who who only wanted to play with his prey, shove it around the plate a bit. give it a poke and a prod. though this one seemed harmless for now. a little conversation wouldn’t hurt. “the mayor’s a dick. all he cares about is decorum for humans.” nicky raised his brows. “the best way to avoid chaos is to leave it alone. why would I take the risk?”

#𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕝𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙

princesconsuela

coruscvnts

@chvrmion @svmmerofgold

#𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤 | 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕖 〉𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜 + 𝕛𝕖𝕞 〉𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕕𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕗𝕗 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤

flowerdsoul‌:

“ nicky, “ his name slips out in both a shocked yet almost warning tone as she looks at her friend and she shakes her head. “ forks needs some lighthearted and fun stuff, look at what’s happened lately. “ she tells him, reaching for the poster that is now two. a small sigh and she shakes her head at him, “ no one says you have to go. “ she points out. the ripped poster is discarded into a nearby trash can, then she turns back to the taller. “ you’re really wishing harm on someone at a pool party ? “ pale blue eyes roll. tess tucks some hair behind her ear and she slips her hands into her pockets. pool parties may not be her top idea of fun, but she surely understood the appeal, and the need for fun in their small town as of late. “ don’t stomp on other people’s fun. “

“exactly,” nicky pointed out before she could continue. “look at what happened. people turned into flaky dust, came back to life, and now everyone wants to be huddled together again? it’s stupid.” it was a safety violation if he ever saw one. he continued his pace moving forward, his ears picking up on her throwing the poster into the trash before he found himself slowing down for her to catch up. it wasn’t like a normal day where he was brooding out of spite. today he was serious. a strong advocate for anyone, supernatural and mortals alike, to stay home anytime the town threw an event. “look, I’m not saying the town doesn’t deserve fun.” actually, he didn’t really care about that part as much. “but I’m sick of hearing people whine about the shit that happens around here and then all willing to meet up again like we’re going to sit around sing kumbaya.”

#𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕤

scgarcoated‌:

hair fell down her shoulders in soft waves , a pair of shorts allowing her legs to show their full potential while her upper half was covered by a tucked in white tank top & black cardigan , wishing she was human to enjoy the idea of tanning in that moment. she heard him before she saw him , crouching down to pick up the paper he had managed to toss as though it was nothing , revealing its contents to herself with a small shrug of her shoulder. ‘‘ it could be fun , ’’ she said quietly before looking up at him through her eyelashes. she hadn’t talked to the male since their last encounter , which ended with angela a babbling mess running in the other direction after their lips had connected. ‘‘ not saying you have to go , but it will be nice to have a refreshing town party that won’t end in a disaster. no town meetings , no lockdowns , no war. just a bunch of people having fun. is that so bad ? ’’

“nothing in this town is ever fun.” he had stopped walking the moment he heard her. his face was unreadable as he fell silent, only speaking a few words before his arms folded over his chest. there wasn’t even the slightest possibility that he’d be going to the pool party, but there he stood almost wanting angela to convince him. a strange prickly feeling that he wasn’t used to. “and what if something happens? then what? will everyone have to pick up the pieces like we did last time or should we just have faith that everyone in town will just cooperate because the sun’s out for summer?” dark contact-covered eyes lead a lingering trail over angela with the thoughts of their last real encounter rewinding in his mind like a movie. a part of him was willing to ask her how she could be so hot and cold at times, but the other half of him was blocked doing so. his sensible self. the part of him that weighed his logic over his emotions. if she didn’t want to talk about it, he wasn’t going to push it. if they had to play around with cheap conversations about current events, so be it. at least she was talking and not avoiding him. had to count for something, right? “you really like these cheesy town things don’t you?”

#𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕒

coruscvnts‌:

THERE’S A ROLL OF HER EYES , quite used to the immediate snark that usually elicited from selene’s mouth . in her own attempt to tame her , matilda scoffed , shoving her popsicle into the other girl’s awaiting mouth . ❝ oh , lose the 'tude , selene . or at least put that mouth of yours to good use . ❞ usually people would let her persona deter their flirtatious intentions with selene . not matilda . in fact , it interested her to no end . retracting the ice cream , she brought it back to her own lips . the taste mixing with whatever lip balm was on her friend’s lips . her eyes fixated on the small bundle of fur that sped around the enclosed park , amusement filling her features . ❝ you say that like your tits aren’t perky enough to go without one . relax , bitch . ❞ but the term was spoken with a much more friendly connotation than what it was usually used for .

with the abruptness of a popsicle being shoved into her mouth, selene bit a piece off and crunched it with her teeth without even flinching - or choking, for that matter. “you must spend a lot of time looking at my tits if you’re so well knowing about this, grey.” she was using the pad of her thumb to wipe away excess gloss that might have been smudged against her lips. “tell me, you do you think about them often?” it was clear that she was teasing. all those years of unclasping bras during sleepovers that required nothing more than tini tees and boy-shorts had not gone unnoticed. how many years had they gone with sneaking glances, selene didn’t know. and maybe that’s why they got along as well. each of them comfortable with each other to a point where flirting was as easy as borrowing hair ties. only now it was piquing selene’s interest more than usual. even if it was harmless. “color me flattered if you do. always knew you’d have a thing for me.”

#𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪

coruscvnts‌:

MATILDA WASN’T OBLIVIOUS TO THE EFFECT she had on people just based on her appearance . it was one of the reasons her confidence level was so high . because she knew how people saw her . she just never expected for a reaction to be as blatant as the male in front of her . ❝ you do ? hard to find anyone who rocks out to them these days , ❞ she was colored impressed . leaning across the counter to close the gap between them , she offered him another smile . this one less innocent and more sultry . if only to evoke the same reaction as before . ❝ d'you mind showing me where you keep the rest of your 80’s collection ? i’d really appreciate it … ❞ her eyes trail down to his name tag . ❝ atlas . cute name . fitting name for a cute boy , wouldn’t you say ? lead the way ! ❞

“you must not have meet very many cool people then,” the lie continued, but the words were true. he remembered one of his brothers using that exact same line on someone at the local mall back in salem when he was twelve. he had gotten the girl’s number and eventually ended up scoring a date. it seemed like forever ago now that atlas thought about it. it was weird feeling like his brother had some sort of influence on him when he wasn’t even sure if he was alive or not. was it even healthy using a phrase conned from a brother who might be dead? atlas shook the thought away by letting his eyes roam over the girl he was supposed to be assisting. easy since now she was leaned over with a more exposed neckline that deepened down her chest. “y-yeah, follow me,” atlas pulled he keycard away from under the desk with the apples of his cheeks heating pink as he moved around the counter, his heart beating quickly against his chest. “but if we’re going to be fair. you should tell me your name too. wouldn’t want to lead a stranger somewhere. ”

#𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪

dailyskams

golldenheart

@svmmerofgold

#𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖 | 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕖 〉𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 〉𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕝𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟

golldenheart‌:

the hybrid’s eyes gazed over selene, heart fluttering just from the sight over her. “I’m back”, he repeated never breaking eye contact as he spoke, “well we both know I have a flair for the dramatics.” it was a light teasing tone but they both knew the pain the other had felt these past six months. watching her mourn him, go through this pain alone had killed carson from the other side. it had made one thing clear though, he had fallen for the stubborn girl and now that he was back he had no intention of letting her go. eyes dropped to her clicking heels, still silently amazed with how graceful she was. a smirk crosses his lips at her words, rolling his eyes playfully. “I’ll take both, either way, I’m getting attention from you princess and what more could a man ask for?” he closed the distance between them as she spoke, not being able to hold himself back anymore. he laces his arm around her waist, a hand moving up to tangle into the back of her long dark hair. “can you shut up for a minute so I can kiss you?” he teased before pressing his lips against hers. it was a hungry kiss but not rushed, he was taking in every part of this moment. the way she felt under his touch, her scent and the way her lips seemed to perfectly move against his. god he missed this, he missed her. pulling away for a moment, his smirk dropped instead a rare loving and almost sad looked crossed that davidson’s face. “I’m sorry, that I left you for so long selene. I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you”, he voice was hushed, not used to being so vulnerable with someone, “I missed you, so fucking much.”

six months was a long time that it almost seemed surreal to selene. she could remember the days were she had taken life for granted, easing it away instead of putting it to better use. wishing endlessly that the night that had caused tremendous mourning would just be another nightmare so that they could all wake up and see the faces of those they had lost again. and now, all those sleepless nights from crying and screaming out of frustration seemed fade away like a memory of a dream. everyone was back. he was back. had she been an inkling of a religious person she might’ve blessed the heavens right then and there. instead, she allowed herself to be engulfed by his embrace just enough so that her feverous body was pressed up against his until all she could feel was warmth in the form of his lips on her’s, reminding her that this is what she had been waiting for. and it was amazing. her arms found their way to wrap around his neck, manicured fingers tangling into his hair with gentle tugs. there’s almost a moment of disappointment when he pulled away from their kiss. brows itching to furrow together as if to ask why are we stopping? she can hear him apologize and her head just shakes. “shh, you’re here now.” she whispered, her silvery voice low and lustful. all the pain and covered with sticky sweetness. “you’re here and alive. I don’t need anything else in the world right now but you.”

#𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟

mysteriescndlegends‌:

Annalisa paused for a moment, a chuckle escaping her lips as she shared her book with the other. Taking the pen back, with two taps against her chin, she quickly wrote ‘adorable, geeky, nerdist, and a super big heart of gold.’ Annalisa wrote down quickly, ‘but then again that is just my opinion.’

atlas looked over the words that she used to describe him and started comparing those to the ones he would have used to describe himself. he wished he could have signed back a response, but instead his hands stayed occupied with the beats of the basketball as they walked. “I guess that isn’t too bad,” he had his face turned towards her so she could read his lips and followed it with a casual shrug. “you could have said somethings way worse.” but he was glad that she didn’t. “who’d play you?”

#𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤| 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕒

fyrebred‌:

MACKENZIE HAD TAKEN up residence on one of the benches scattered throughout town, just enjoying the peaceful hum that seemed to settle around them now that the town was no longer empty. she’s quite content to just sit there with a warm cup of coffee in hand, though the voice of another caused her head to turn in acknowledgement. there’s an amused smile that settles on her lips at the statement, head tilting in consideration. ❝ like some cheesy infinity war spin off ? ‘ forks: infinity war. ‘ has a certain ring to it.❞ shrugging her shoulders, mac took a long sip from her coffee. ❝ if not netflix, i think we could definitely market to hulu. ❞

"we’d have to get a way cooler name,” atlas split a smile across his face as he tried to imagine everyone he knew in town playing into a film as iconic as that one. “something original and would get lots of attention then use the profit to help with the town.” he knew the idea was nothing more than an imaginary joke. if you were to ask someone outside the state of washington where forks was on a map they would probably look at you with a funny glare and maybe even ask what is that? atlas walked up to the stranger on the bench and placed the basketball he was once occupied himself with on the spot beside her, his smiling never faltering while he did so. “if you could get anyone to play you in a film, who would you choose?”

#𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕞𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟𝕫𝕚𝕖

blckxmagicx‌:

eyes raising an eyebrow, she nodded as she looked at her friend. “yeah you can.” taking off the gloves she had on, she made her way over to selene. something inside told her that this was going to be an out of the ordinary question, and she was slightly right on that. hearing the question, she had to think about how to answer it.

“well sort of but forks has always been a little strange.” at least in her eyes it had been. how could she even begin to explain to selene as to who and what exactly was in town? that was a hard topic for her to talk about anyway. “but maybe you’re not exactly being paranoid.”

in all of selene’s years of living in forks never had she experienced such an odd series of events. some of the things she had witnessed being reduced to brief hallucinations from her own imagination. a drunken memory made from bubbly flutes of champagne. yeah, that had to be it. anything other than that wasn’t possible and the brunette refused to think otherwise unless she was met with some facts. "so you agree?” brows raised and phone lowering away from her vision with a bit of relief in her voice. “things are getting freaky?”

#𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕝𝕚𝕫

blckxmagicx‌:

there was a part of her that wanted to stay at the town hall. but at the same time, she didn’t want to interrupt any of the reunions. especially khalil’s reunion with his friends. it was the main reason why she had left. left to come home, change into her comfy clothes and just relax until she was tired. “it’s fine. i left a little before that. saw you with your friends and i just didn’t want to bother you.”

or be an inconvenience. that was how she felt most of the time around any of her loved ones. but she never voiced it out loud. she kept it to herself. “you didn’t have to come over. i would have understood if you would have wanted to stay at the hospital.” she knew how it was when a new baby was going to be born. almost anyone who knew said person wanted to see the newborn.

“it wouldn’t have been a bother..” he could feel the words slip from his lips as if he was asking a question about what she meant by that before flashes of himself greeting freya and a pregnant frankie with toothy grins and hugs came to mind. suddenly, he knew how it all looked. but he was here now and he didn’t want the blonde sitting before him to think he was prioritizing one friend over the other. "you can come to me anytime you see me, you know that right? we’re friends too.” the man clarified before walking himself closer to the swing-set piper was on. "pull me aside, yell my name from across the hall. I won’t care and they won’t mind, I swear. remember that.”

#𝕜𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕝 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕡𝕚𝕡𝕖𝕣

scgarcoated‌:

hanging around with selene became a regular with angela the moment her and jessica had a fall out , thankful that no questions came from the other about her absence , allowing angela to have her own business & carry on with their friendship as though nothing had happened the past six months. it was a new day , a sunny day , a day where angela wanted to enjoy it as though she was human once again , with the necklace dangling off her chest & shining in the sunlight , making sure her body didn’t engulf in flames. only bonus of forks ? the lack of sunlight , today being one day out of the handful they would get. ‘‘ oh — oh no , you know i’m horrible with names , selene. you gotta take one for the team & figure one out yourself. i’ll end up calling him snowball or something. ’’

“c'mon, angela,” selene’s ever fleeting attention was caught on the puppy before it had made it’s way to the opposite brunette. “snowball is better than half the names people have been suggesting to me.” it was true. a man she had met in the park only days prior had suggested frumpkin. that just went to show her that people off the streets couldn’t be trusted with such delicate manners. and while selene was used to seeing angela glued to the hip of jessica stanley, it was nice to see her on her own, preferably with her own opinions on cute names for cute dogs. selene had busied herself with continuing to pet the nameless baby in her arms, pausing only to cast a glance over to the girl as she radiated under the sun before her eyes fell to the pendent dangling off its chain. “that’s cute. is it new?”

#𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖 | 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 〉𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕒

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