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purpleshopkeep‌:

“Kay. I’ll hit up my friend after school-but I’ll need some collateral. If you suddenly change your mind and don’t want it anymore once I’ve got it, you’re not gonna get away scot free.”

“Whatever. Don’t touch anything.” She pulled out a few items-a tiny vial with clear liquid, a larger, fancier vial with what looked like blood in it, there was even an eldritch-looking book whispering promises of power and glory if only he got his hands on it-one that Val flicked lightly to shut it up. A few other items were revealed as well.

“Anything interest you?”

Izzy cocked his head from side to side at the book, which had been the first to catch his eye; mainly due to the fact that it was eyeing him with the same interest, stretching tentacles invitingly towards him.

“Kinky,” he mused, dismissing the thing because if there was one thing he hated doing, it was reading. Though the whispers were hard to ignore, so he appraised the blood, and then the less flamboyant vial with the clear liquid. And frowned.

“That’s not Jesus Juice, right? It better not be Jesus Juice,” he warned in a low voice, taking half a step back from the counter. Holy water made him twitchy, even if it was securely contained.

#purpleshopkeep #{now I was the one to take long sry}#{but wanted to wait for my icons to be done}

theavengers

#wonder if i can eat this//musings #{this perfectly sums up izzy's relationship with his guardian}

amiete

#me likey//aesthetic

conleches

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

body language masterlist

a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

550 words to say instead of fuckin said

638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

some more body language help

bellero

REBLOG TO SAVE A WRITER

#went hunting//ooc

rp-meme-glaceon

Peer into my muse's memories

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

💕- A memory about their significant other

💞- A memory about their children

💓- A memory about their friends

💗- A memory about a good deed they did

💖- A memory that made them feel special

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding

💟- Wildcard!!!

#baa//memes #{this is the best meme I've seen for char dev I swear}#{I could write almost all of these like..right now}#{so if you wanna learn about the batgoat this is the best one to send cuz I'll probably write you a novel sfskfjsl}

What color is your muse?

“Your dominant hue is red... you are passionate, energetic, and unafraid of life's changes. You're all about getting out and trying something new, even if it means taking risks that other people would be afraid of. Hey, if they're afraid and you're not, more power to you, right?

Your saturation level is medium - You're not the most decisive go-getter, but you can get a job done when it's required of you. You probably don't think the world can change for you and don't want to spend too much effort trying to force it.

Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.”

Tagged by: @glitchwalking Tagging: @bloody-city(muse of your choice) ; @amormediicus and @wcrcwolf

#baa//memes #{I mean.. kinda accurate}#{the first paragraph especially}#{the others are just half-true}

amortean

new rule: if your character is a sassy little rebellious spitfire who likes to talk shit, you better be prepared for your character to get hit. 2018 is the year that muns with these kinds of snarky characters accept that there should be consequences to smarting off at the mouth to another character who could easily ruin their fucking day.

if you’re writing a character of high status, immense power, incredible skill, or just someone that you generally would not want to antagonize for shits and giggles, it is not fun feeling as though you have been written into a corner by someone who wants to show off how sassy and badass their character is when you know that your character could DEMOLISH them :T

like, damn, maybe plot together first, or — if you’re flying by the seat of your pants here — let the other person know it’s ok if they fuck up ur muse for being a disrespectful little shit. life is more fun when u get to write fight scenes anyway tbh.

anyway pls respect other muns w/ characters who could fuck your shit up b/c it’s really not fun for them when every other character comes at them with their fists up (verbal or otherwise), yet so few people are willing to let their characters face the consequences of their actions.

#went hunting//ooc #{as a mun of such sassy little dipshit I highly approve}#{fuck this bitch up}

thezomblr-blog1

🚫 THIS BLOG IS TAKING PART IN THE ANTI-CENSORSHIP PROTEST ON DECEMBER 17th 🚫

The owner of this Blog will be making as much noise at Tumblr Staff about how horrible this ban in on other sites such as Twitter or Facebook.

The owner of this blog will be logging out of all accounts for the entirety of the 17th. Will Not run a queue. Will not even check the dash. Or give the money hungry executives a single page view to squeeze ad revenue out of

The owner of this blog believes in an ACTUAL positive, better, safer Tumblr and well be doing their part to fight for it by logging out on the 17th of December.

#went hunting//ooc #psa

temporarilyfilledwithhappin-blo

bittersweet.

#me likey//aesthetic

Cue Scott throwing his PERSONAL football to the other. He waits patiently, tail wiggling; " --- play with me, bro ! We can run around a couple of yards, play some fetch and maybe tip over some cows, hehe!"

Izzy caught the ball deftly, but the sheer force of the throw made him stagger back a step.

“Oof – you’re a strong mutt, huh,” he mumbled, rolling the ball around in his hands. It would be easy to deflate by just squeezing a little; he hasn’t trimmed his claws in a while. But he had a much better idea.

He took the ball in one hand and pulled his arm all the way back, ready to throw. “You ready, bud?? GO FETCH!” and with that, he threw – he just didn’t let go of the ball.

#woofjock #{I felt bad writing this even though I always do this to dogs}

hellrager‌:

Damien was also lying in waiting, ready to mess this play up for the theater department, simply for scratching his role of the dark knight that collects his enemie’s heads and turns them into lanterns. So while he was crouching behind a fake bush, he waited for exactly the right scene - then blast a fireball directly at the actors.

They were supposed to go up in flames, but instead Damien vaporized the blood that came down on them, accidentally saving them. The demon blinked, then growled and jumped out of his hiding spot.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Oh man did he fuck it up. Kids, holding ropes under your armpits is a dumb idea, as Izzy just found out. There went two of the precious buckets, falling in dramatic slow-motion as he stared in horror how they tipped over, the hard-earned blood tipping out and--

Disappearing. In a flash of flames???

Someone shouted aloud what Izzy was thinking, looking as pissed as Izzy was beginning to feel. Said someone was obviously a demon who burnt the blood to shit for some douchy reason.

“I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME THING, ALPHONSE HALF-HORNS!” he yelled and jumped down, landing in a crouch in front of the fellow hell-spawn and crossing his arms over his chest.

“You have any idea how much time and work it took to harvest that blood?! And it congeals pretty damn soon too, so it’s not like I have a second shot now, thanks to you!” God, he hated when someone fucked his elaborate pranks over.

#hellrager

purpleshopkeep‌:

“Uhhhh, sorry buddy, but I don’t deal with gas. ‘Specially not gas used in like, world wars. No protective scrolls either, not sure if I’m even able to make those.” Still, she wasn’t going to completely fuck him over…probably. He had a lot of cash, so she’d make this little trip worth his while.

“I could get a friend to make one for you, though. If you’re willing to pay extra for a commission fee.”

Izzy scratched his blossoming goatee (hardy-har) in thought. “I mean... if it can repel an ex-bodyguard demon then sure, why the hell not. Preferably something that freezes his ass, ‘cause if that’s not ironic as fuck than I dunno what is.”

He doubted his overseer would come after him in a violent, but he didn’t want to take any chances. “Still, I wanna see the hardcore stuff. Maybe I find something I can get creative with,” he added with a toothy grin.

#{it's okaaay}#{take your time always :3}#purpleshopkeep

zombfear‌:

Whoa whoa whoa whoa, Brian picked up on that remark of all zombies looking the same. And he’s very much going to dwell on that pretty racist remark. His eyes just narrowing slightly as he stared towards the other.

Did he seriously fucking think that he’d do something for him after basically insulting him, and other undead alike? That ship don’t sail buddy.

❝Piss off, get someone else to spit into your fuckin jar.❞ He crossed his arms right over his chest. ❝Ya really must be up your own ass if you think I’m gonna help you with anything after that little remark.❞

Izzy blinked up at him, feigning complete and utter innocence. "Remark? What remark, Little Piggy Nr. 2? You DO look a lot alike, you just have a sad puppy look and he has a rabid wolf look in your eyes, that’s the only indicator you aren’t the same person." He was already enjoying this way too much. The guy wasn't stupid of course, but playing the ignorance card never got old.

"C’mon now, just a little spit. Only zombie saliva will do, so at the moment your spit is priceless, since there aren't many of you guys around and your cousin thinks I'm racist." Because you say racist things, Izzy, that's why! This is not how you make friends! What is in that damn jar anyway? Did it just... sneeze? The fuck?!

#zombfear #{valid}#{he doesn't mean it though he just likes making people tick}#{cuz he's garbage}

Cont. from here // @zombfear

Izzy gestured vaguely with his clawed hand. "Dunno, maybe he drives the ol' truck. Or maybe HE plays the banjo. Anyway, glad you're not Him; I wouldn't be able to tell you guys apart, you look so damn alike. Not that zombies can be distinguished in the first place," he mumbled (clearly audibly). Izzy that's racist!

...right, of course he was aware of that fact, but anything for the sake of disturbing peace, huh?

"Do me a favor and spit in this jar, will ya?" and he pulled out said jar out of his backpack. It already had a vile looking concoction swirling in it.

#zombfear

Starter for @hellrager

Izzy watched from his vantage point from right atop the stage, squatting on a girder, as drama class rehearsed another dumb play about some legendary hero called Gretel. Or Grendel Whatever. He didn’t bother to pay attention; he only listened to make sure they were still occupied and unsuspecting of his presence above them (it’s hard to sneak on wood when you have hooves).

He carefully tied the bucket last bucket out of three onto the end of the rope, taking his sweet time to balance them out as to not to fuck up his own prank by letting the buckets fall prematurely. He snickered as he looked inside and inspected the deep red content of the buckets.

“Vamps’ will go apeshit from this much,” he muttered as he gazed down at the actors, eyes gleaming.

#trouble awaits//starter

recklesswolvesclub

Not to be explicit but… FEMALE PRESENTING NIPPLE.

#went hunting//ooc

horrificmemes

Fear-Themed Headcanon Questions

Send one (or a few) to my muse and they’ll answer:

Spiders: Does your muse squish bugs or put them outside? The Dark: Did your muse sleep with a nightlight as a child? Snakes: Would your muse ever keep an unusual/exotic pet? Blood: What’s the worst injury your muse has ever had? Clowns: Does your muse prefer comedy? Or horror? Mirrors: What is your muse’s least favorite thing about their appearance? Tight Space: Does your muse ever feel that they’re not living up to their own potential? Closet Monsters: Does your muse hide any aspects of their personality/life from others? Crowds: What does your muse think of big cities? Death: Name one thing your muse has lost that they wish they could get back. Ghosts: Has your muse ever seen something they couldn’t explain? Needles: Does your muse have a strong stomach? Curses: Does your muse believe in good/bad luck? How about karma? Heights: Is your muse a risk-taker? Solitude: Name 3 things your muse couldn’t live without. Fire: Would your muse rather be very cold, or very hot? Failure: Has your muse ever given up on an important dream? Abandonment: How would your muse win back someone who left them? The Unknown: Is your muse a philosophical person? Boogeyman: What position does your muse sleep in? Falling: What does your muse think about falling in love or commitment? Change: What was a turning point in your muse’s life? Disease: What does your muse do on a sick day? Number 13: Does your muse believe any superstitions? Noise: Name one sound your muse finds absolutely unbearable. Insects: Name something your muse finds gross or annoying. Dolls: Has your muse ever collected something? Getting Old: Would your muse rather live 50 years loved, or 200 years alone? Social Phobia: Does your muse consider themselves an outgoing person?

#baa//memes #{aaand some more to get to know Izzy better}

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