Hi. A long awaited comeback? With a new blog? Legit this time and not just as a hypothetical? It's crazy, but I guess I'm going to do it. Anyone who's still here is welcome to follow.
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@thornheeled-archived
Hi. A long awaited comeback? With a new blog? Legit this time and not just as a hypothetical? It's crazy, but I guess I'm going to do it. Anyone who's still here is welcome to follow.
Hewwo? Anyone out there? Mr. Obama?
Me: “Damn, so excited to get back to my RP blog. Can’t wait to start writing again.” Also Me: *Plays Dead by Daylight almost nonstop for two days instead of RPing.*
He said you look crazy Thank you baby I owe it all to you Got me all messed up His love is my favorite
But you plus me, sadly can be DANGEROUS
indie OCs adored by diana
RP cheat sheet
Like this post for something? Like this post for something. I might go back to an old thread, if we already had something going and it was something we just started. Otherwise it’ll be something fresh. Lengthwise? Dunno. Could be long because long things help me get back into character, could be short because I’m rusty.
@b0iiz asked: ❝Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape?❞ (from Tatsu)
“Cute.” She scoffs, her eyes lazily meeting the esper’s own furious expression with a gaze of placid indifference. “If you can actually pull it off, you’re more than welcome to do just that. I’m not working with these idiots because I like them or anything.”
Monsters aren’t like heroes. Or even humans for that matter. There’s no inherent commonality or virtue that unites their disparate species, nor any unspoken bonds of blood that keep them from each other’s throats. It just happens to be the case that common interest and fear are both powerful motivators. And where one or the other would be good enough alone, the Monster Association offers both in spades.
( A reality that she has become uncomfortably familiar with as of late. Unavoidable failures have quickly turned the honey words of others into threats upon her well-being. Threats that they’ve proven themselves to be more than capable of following up on. )
“If you could make sure to squish Gyoro Gyoro in particular, I’d be very much obliged. That sack of eyeballs has it coming. And while you’re at it, getting rid of Royal Ripper would be great too. Those two are just the fucking worst.”
@awolxsiblings
With a quiet sigh she wipes the sweat from her brow, taking equal care to ensure that her rosy cheeks are dried as well. It's all an ultimately futile set of gestures, what with the merciless sun still high in the sky. But all the same, she has always been the sort who cannot help but be conscious about her appearance. it’s a force of habit which is not so easily broken, least of all when keeping ‘pleasant’ company.
( To take pride in one’s looks is no great sin by itself. But vanity becomes outrageous, when one takes the time to preen their feathers for someone who has no say in keeping them company to begin with. )
It’s only once she’s content in her ministrations that she finally glances towards the girl who sits across from her, a confident smirk quickly forming on her lips.
“Holding up alright, darling?” She purrs flirtatiously, in a manner ill-befitting of their circumstances. “Riding’s tough at the start. ‘Specially when the weather’s this godawful. But at the very least, it’s fun to feel the wind in your hair.”
As she speaks her gaze darts towards the girl’s wrists, still bound together with a dozen loops of thick, brown cord. Seemingly no looser than when they began, though of course she’s well aware of just how deceiving appearances can be.
“Bet you’re feeling more like a real cowgirl now, huh?”
Like this post for something? Like this post for something. I might go back to an old thread, if we already had something going and it was something we just started. Otherwise it’ll be something fresh. Lengthwise? Dunno. Could be long because long things help me get back into character, could be short because I’m rusty.
@thornheeled | DISCORD PLOTTED.
at a certain point / this stopped being a continuous mistake && more of a habit . never been one to cuddle / much less get physically comfortable with anyone that wasn’t your younger sister ( && that was years ago when you both were still young ) ——— even less so with an unrelated woman . but Do-S isn’t exactly a stranger anymore / is she ? wonder how you’ve gotten to this point ——— no matter how you spin && turn / the math just doesn’t add up / never does && yet / here you are . dress haphazardly ridden up ( badly need a bath ) / shoes thrown somewhere && hair askew ——— already not a morning person / very particular with your daily routine no matter how simple it may be / so to not hear your alarm clock at 7 sharp / sky still dusky with a midnight hue / you are left momentarily frazzled .
peer through thick lashes / see her there ——— it all clicks . perhaps if you were any less anal / in some other universe where you were more normal / you’d even say she looked pretty . but something like distaste fills your chest / uncertainty in your tummy ( not regret ) ——— it’s not within you to reach out && caress her cheek or her hair / despite how temptingly soft it may look / but you’re not feeling so crass this morning that you’ll turn away either ( she gave you the ride of your life with that tongue ) .
❛ — Oi, wake up . You owe me two-thousand yen; I was clearly the victor last night . Don’t try to be cute, I can feel you’re faking . Pay up and get me some cereal . — ❜
but you’re still Tatsumaki / Tornado of Terror ——— && as such / you pull her hair with your prowess / tugging ( may have accidentally pulled the flesh of her bosom too ) .
Even under the most pleasant of circumstances, Do-S is not the sort who rose to meet the day with a smile on her face. Instead, she much prefers to curl herself up and pull the sheets over her head, with her eyes squeezed shut as tightly as she can manage. Hoping all the while to force herself to slumber, if only for a moment or so longer.
( A futile ritual, if ever there was one. Though despite it’s inefficacy, she does not hold it in any less high regard. Nor does she tolerate the idle disrespect of those who think to take it from her, affections be damned. )
“Shaddup. It’s way too early for your bullshit.” She mumbles groggily, with a most undignified and unladylike snort offering a note of aggravated punctuation to her words; a jumble of unkempt strands of long, blonde hair completing the ensemble of irritability, with how they messily frame and obscure her unfocused gaze. “I mean fucking cereal? Really? Get it yourself. I’m not doing shit.”
( Her vulgarity is the most that she allows herself, in terms of voicing her annoyance. She has a few more scathing insults which bubble up just behind her lips. But rather than give voice to them, she chooses to hold her tongue. Perhaps out of affection, or perhaps out of fear. )
It’s a ridiculous enough request by itself. But it’s made all the more irritating by her hazy recollection of just whose bed it is that they presently share. As though it’s in any way proper for a host to demand that their guest make them breakfast. Never mind the matter of her ‘payment’, and the connotations that it conjures.
( As well as the fact that she so wholly doubts the esper’s assertions, given her hazy memories of the night prior. )
She can only half-formulate a further rebuttal before her thoughts are interrupted by the sensation of a slender hand grasping at her chest, each finger sinking gently into the flesh of her ample breasts and pulling forth a quiet moan as a reward for their ministrations. A slight discomfort in her scalp, from the hairs that had been pulled taught, is easily eclipsed by the pleasure of the esper’s squeezing. With the embarrassment on the emerald haired woman’s features only enhancing the experience.
“It’s not enough to start the day off by bitching at me, hm? You need to grope me, too?” Do-S smirks, her hand quickly wrapping itself in a loose grip against Tatsumaki’s wrist. “God, you’re such a fucking brat. You know that? You just can’t help but spew garbage from that adorable, little mouth of yours. But in the end, your body is just too honest for it’s own good. It’s hysterical. ”
She cannot fully unknit her brows, or shove aside the irritation which mars her features, but her smugness still shines through.
“Admit it. You love the way I make you feel.”
This blog never truly dies. It merely fades into the shadows, and bides it’s time until the next encore. So yeah. I’m back. Hopefully not just for a few days, either. I feel confident? So there’s that. And while I’m not going to delete stuff or anything, I do think that I’ll probably drop all my drafts in order to start fresh.
The Regrettes Lyric Sentence Starters #1
*change pronouns, adjust as needed*
Content warnings: swearing, body image,
Come Through:
“You’ve got a lot of nerve.” “But we both know very well.” “You’re the one with the big mouth.” “I thought that I liked you.” “I want no part of them or you.” “It’s not my fault.” “Like you say it is.” “It’s not my fault cause I told you long ago.” “I wouldn’t put up with your bullshit.” “You don’t come through.” “Like you say you do.”
“Now I don’t need you to.” “Cause I don’t need you.” “You think you’ve played me?” “Really you’ve just made yourself look like a stupid tool.” “I know it must be hard to see.” “You’re not my cup of tea.” “That’s just what happens.” “I think it’s time to let you know.” “I think it’s time I let you go.”
Living Human Girl:
“Sometimes I’m pretty and sometimes I’m not.” “Go ahead and stare.” “So let’s take a listen.” “Hit me with your best shot.” “I don’t exercise.” “I don’t read books.” “So if you want to criticize me, go ahead, take a look.” “I’m not being bossy.” “I’m saying how I feel.” “I’m not a bitch for saying what is real.”
“I can dress how I want, not looking for a show of hands.” “Sometimes I’m moody.” “Sometimes I’m lazy.” “Sometimes I’m angry.” “Sometimes I’m happy and sometimes I’m not.” “I’m still going to be here even after your best shot.” “I can be brave and I can be bold.” “No matter what you have to say.” “I fall in love with people once a day.” “Oh but if you ask me out, I’m still allowed to say no way.” “I’m still allowed to say no way.” Hey Now: “Hey now, what’s your name?” “You’re really cute and really nice.” “I think we should go on a date.” “Hey now, you’ve got it going on.” “You’re like my favorite song.” “What’s your birthday?” “Do you like my outfit?” “Earlier I looked like a mess.” “Oh baby, I want you now.” “Oh save me, won’t you help me?” “Hey now, how are you?” “I want to know your life’s story.” “So tell me everything you do.” “You’re so much fun.” “Hey now, you’re as bright as the sun.” “Hey now, come over here.” “Hey now, you’re my biggest fear.” “Tell me how you feel.”
“I never got into that sort of thing, though I am quite fond of the principle.” Subjugation. Domination. CONTROL. Every girl’s dream, after all. “TELL ME MORE.”
@thornheeled || SMALL PATROL.
“In theory, I wouldn’t mind discussing it for a bit. But to be honest, I can’t tell whether you’re asking for personal reasons, or professional ones. And it’s kind of a problem because while I’d love to discuss the subject with someone who’s equally passionate, I don’t really have much interest in speaking to a shrink.”
@the-nekomatas
“Are you going to keep scowling at me?” Do-S snorts.
In truth, she finds Yuu’s pouting to be rather cute in a ‘desperate and flustered’ kind of way. But still she’d never say that kind of thing out loud. And especially not at a time like this, when proper discipline is so much more important than gentle praise.
( God forbid that the blue haired nekomata ever forget what their relationship was. )
“I get that you’re not used to wearing a collar, but there’s only so much mewling that I can stand to put up with. So don’t push it. Mm? Or else I might have to show you just how much worse things could be.”
@vailedlife
“I know that I might not seem like the ‘merciful’ sort. And to be honest, I’m really not. But still I’m not too big on killing people needlessly. It’s kinda crude, y’know? I mean, why don’t people realize that there’s so just much you can squeeze out of trash before you toss it to the curb?”
She was the sort who enjoyed playing with her food, until all that was left was mush. And while some might have found that more vile than simple death, she begged to disagree.
“You get what I’m saying, don’t you? You’re not close-minded?”
I said that I was back a week ago, but I’m actually going to make good on my words now. Like this for something, I don’t really know what. All I do know is that I’d like fresh threads. And while posting at 5 AM isn’t likely to get much attention, I’ve only just been able to psych myself up, so I need to strike while the iron is hot.
“HONEY I WANNA BREAK YOU —
— I WANNA THROW YOU TO THE HOUNDS.”
Independent / Selective | “Monster Princess” Do-S from One-Punch Man | Crossover / OC Friendly
“ i just jump in and see what happens. it usually gets me killed. ”
YOUTUBER SENTENCE STARTERS - ACCEPTING
“You really are an idiot, huh?” Do-S scoffs, unwilling to mince words when it comes to her opinion of selflessness.
By and large, most ‘heroes’ have that kind of mindset. So in that sense, it’s not as though his words are surprising to hear. But ‘majority rule’ doesn’t make that way of thinking any less outlandish. Nor does it change the fact that their kind is often driven to such lengths by guilt, rather than any more noble motivation, making their actions much akin to deadly self-medication,
“So what, did your parents die while protecting you or something? Or maybe you left a bunch of people to die, and the guilt’s still eating away at you? Mm, but of course, my personal favorite are the idiots who just know that they’re trash from the moment they’re born. And yet rather than care for living usefully, they think it best to simply depart.”
In a way it’s not to her benefit to pry, lest she run the risk of actually helping someone for once. But she can scarcely help herself, when the topic on hand is one which gets her riled up.
( For as much as the proles decry the shortcomings that make one turn towards villainy, it’s undeniable that she has learned of a virtue which escapes the grasp of many. )
“Consider loving yourself just the slightest bit, or at least trying to. The latter isn’t ‘good enough’ per se, but faking it until you make it is a very real thing. Take it from a pro.”
Do-S has no love for the people who live to serve their lessers, but they’re still better off than the sorts who don’t realize the beauty of life.