Hello I just got a notif from this blog and remembered that it exists lmao
I dunno what to do with this tbh? I'm much older than when I started this and idk what to do with it now

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Hello I just got a notif from this blog and remembered that it exists lmao
I dunno what to do with this tbh? I'm much older than when I started this and idk what to do with it now
Hey! @ person who sent me the ask, it's 11pm where I am rn so I'll start your thing tomorrow!
“It’s Been a Long Time” Sentence Starters
Muse A and Muse B haven’t seen each other in years. Put one of these sentences in my ask to have your muse react to seeing my muse again after such a long time.
“It’s been awhile.”
“I can explain.”
“You’re supposed to be dead.”
“How did you get here?”
“Please don’t leave me again.”
“I need you to tell me the truth about where you’ve been.”
“I never thought I’d see you again.”
“I’m so glad I’ve finally found you!”
“Whatever rock you crawled out from under, you should crawl back. Now!”
“Well, look what the cat dragged in!”
“I never thought I’d be so happy to see you.”
“Do you remember me at all?”
“Why didn’t you let me know you were okay?”
“Well, fancy seeing you again!”
“I never stopped looking for you.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I know you said you never wanted to see me again, but - ”
“Please don’t pretend like you don’t know me!’
“How dare you show your face around here!”
“What are you doing in a place like this?”
“You haven’t changed one bit.”
“Why did you just walk away like that?”
“Did you even stop to think about what your disappearance would do to me?”
“I know, I know - I’m supposed to be dead.”
“It’s a long story.”
“I-I’m sorry I left without saying anything.”
“I’m sorry I never contacted you.”
“Do - I know you?”
“Please don’t ask where I’ve been.”
“Miss me?”
“Please don’t let this be a dream.”
“How long have you been here?”
“Did you ever even try to look for me?”
“You said you’d never come back here!”
“Thank god I finally found you!”
Writing Prompts
“I am not here to kill you! I’m here for bread!”
“Listen up! I hate all of y'all! That’s it. That’s my announcement.”
“Sometimes you just gotta dance.”
“If there was ever a time to start running, now would be it.”
“Incase you haven’t heard, there is a bounty on your head.”
“Maybe it’s a pun? Ever thought about that?”
“Now, how could I forget you?”
“Have you ever seen a raging Pomeranian? Yeah. Thought so.”
“Do you think werewolves like ice cream?”
“If I did die, I only have one regret, and it’s not flipping you off more when I had the chance.”
“You’re a good friend, I hope you know that.”
“No offense, but didn’t you just say we weren’t gonna be violent?”
“Did you bring the blood bags?”
“Well, let me see here, the only thing I could diagnose you with is idiocy.”
“I just want to fall in love.”
“Cake? In this dire time? Yeah, sure, why not? We all die anyway.”
“Floor it!”
“Well aren’t you special?”
“From here on out, you shall call me -.”
“I never wanted to die, but to be immortal, that sounds awful too. Paying taxes? Forever? Nah.”
“Living with 7 dogs really opens your eyes to a lot of things.”
“For the most part, I am, in fact, an idiot. But I fully admit to it, which should count for something.”
“Did you actually buy that shirt?”
“Where did you find a potato? Where? Look where we are! There shouldn’t be a potato here!”
“How come it’s never, ‘let’s explore the ice cream section’? Or ‘let’s try and find the cutest dog’? It’s always something horrible. Why?”
10, 16, 36! :)
I’m gonna bring back my 16 candles au for this!
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10. Righteous
Pete just stared with concern at the weak boy in front of him.Patrick was sipping some water from a cup, eyes trained downwards as he gripped it with both hands like a child.Some selfish part of Pete felt proud - He’d rescued someone who escaped from William. He’d done a good thing. He deserved to be proud about it.But looking at the boy in front of him, he just couldn’t get himself to feel as righteous about it as he could have been.“You can sleep in my room tonight,” Pete spoke softly, as not to startle Patrick. “My bed’s soft, and I’ve got dark curtains so the sun won’t disturb you in the morning. If you need anything, you can just call out to me, okay?”Patrick looked up, locking his soft blue eyes with Pete’s dark amber ones. For a few moments, he just stared, not saying anything.Pete shifted slightly. He knew the boy was just nervous, untrusting, and he had to give him time, be careful not to rush h-“Thank you.” And his soft voice was audible again, accomanied by a tiny, half smile.Pete grinned in return, careful to hide his fangs to not intimidate him, and okay, maybe the spark he felt in his heart was just a little bit of pride. “It’s no problem at all, kid.”
16. In dreams
“Rise and shine, Patrick,” Andy deadpanned as he gently shook awake the half-asleep vocalist. “We need to leave soon.”“Hhmmmm?” Patrick made a tired, questioning sound. Sound still wasn’t properly reaching his mind, and even his vague mumbles took a lot of energy. “Fuck off, Hurley, was havin’ ‘n amazing dream…”The blankets were ripped off him a second later.“Joe!” Patrick cried as the coldness of the room rushed over him, wiithout him evenhaving to look at the guitarist, who was standing at the foot of his bed with a cheeky grin.“C’mon, Patrick,” he said, tone light. “Have the rest of your wet dream tonight, we have somewhere to go now.”Patrick’s cheeks burned as Joe’s words registered.Tangled sheets. Hot breaths. Whimpers and whines and moans and gasps.A dream that left the vocalist squirming under his blankets as heat pooled in his belly.“Joe…” Patrick mumbled, cheeks pink.Joe smiled, ruffling his hair. “C’mon now. Try not to let your problem distract you.”
36: Total control
“You were with Pete?”Brendon flinched at William’s sharp tone. “He-He was just-”“Just what?” William hissed, circling the 16-year-old boy slowly as he glared at him with scrutinising eyes. “If you ever want to become a Dandy, Brendon, I highly suggest you stop trailing after Wentz like a pathetic puppy dog.”The younger boy gulped, eyes flitting to the ground. “Y-Yes, William.”The head of the Dandies strutted in front of Brendon, tilting his chin up and staring coldly into his scared eyes. “You want to become a Dandy, Brendon, you listen to what the fuck I say. Understood?”Brendon stiffened, panic clawing at his lungs as his breath hitched. “I unders-s-stand.”William straightened up. “Don’t you ever let me see you with him again.” And with those words, he walked out of the room, movements heavy, yet poised.Brendon slumped against a wall, lower lip trembling as he shut his eyes. He just couldn’t give William the control over him that the leader demanded.It’s okay.You’re okay.
Send me a word or phrase and I’ll write a micro story using it :)
whoops sorry that was meant to be 47 for the thing, which is crave anyway, but whoops
I hope you like it! :D
crave
The night was dark, silvery light from the moon filtered into the darker-still apartment through sheer white curtains. The air was heavy, quiet, like a blanket over the two souls entwined within it.Patrick shifted on Pete’s lap, eyes wide, cheeks blushed, hands on his shoulders, shivering as the dark-haired vampire teasingly kissed his neck. “Pete....~”Pete groaned softly against his neck, something pooling in his belly, a need for Patrick, for his blood, a need to kiss him and bruise him and touch him all over.He nibbled at his neck, hushing Patrick. “Need you.”Patrick looked at him with soft eyes when Pete pulled away, illuminated by faint moonlight as he ran his thumb over Pete’s lower lip. “It isn’t healthy to have such an addiction, Wentz.”Pete rolled his eyes, fitting his hands into the curve of Patrick’s soft hips. “You’re all I crave, Tricky. Can’t you give me this?”Patrick giggled, touching their foreheads together. “Maybe I can make an exception for you.”
Send me a word or phrase and I’ll write a micro story using it :)
Send me a number and I’ll write a micro story using the word or phrase
(creator note: I recommend 3-10 sentences but go for a longer piece if you really feel it! Replace pronouns as needed for the character / point of view)
don’t leave
this was a mistake
[I] trusted [you]
one chance
help
illusion
silent fury
sunbathing
falling
righteous
drastic
candles
too loud
overgrown
trembling hands
in dreams
empty
flinders
sea change
alone, finally
collapse
nap
sated
tender
senseless
how dare [you]
hide
something about [them]
sweat
harsh whisper
breeze
dust motes
saccharine
bauble
filthy
total control
defy
soak
accursed
pet
comfort food
savior
undone
cheap
svelte
shimmer
crave
rampage
nightfall
accost
an inside joke ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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dialogue prompts that really butter my eggroll
”Wait, when did I take off my clothes?”
“I am fully convinced you never graduated kindergarden.”
“Was there a scuffle?”
“I’m not here, actually, this is a projection from… Mars… I moved there recently.”
“This is going to sound controversial, but I think that went well.”
“You have no idea how to make a toast?!”
“I haven’t showered in four days.”
“Tell them how you screwed up.”
“Until the day you learn how to start a normal conversation, I will have to be there to fix the messes you make.”
“You’re more zombie than human.”
“I don’t know what the question was but without a doubt my answer is ‘I don’t know’.”
“We settle this the old fashion way, like real men: dance off.”
“Try not to gasp.”
“Well this just scrambles my eggs.”
“Look, I’m not the brightest tool in the… toolbox.”
“Am I doing it right?“
“I am the backbone of this household.”
”With all due respect, I’m going to ignore everything you just said.”
“You killed my box!”
“You have the audacity to wake me up but not actually die.”
“This is pretty funny, though.”
“That’s because of my complete and utter failure of being a well-mannered, functioning member of society.”
“No forts without me!”
“You got me detective… looks like I’m going to liars jail.”
“I have one speed: none.”
“You did this! You’re still doing it!”
“Don’t make it weird!”
imagine . . .
imagine gerard way, squirming underneath another man and begging to be fucked. the other man grips his hips, quite possibly leaving bruises as he grinds down on the desperate boy beneath him.
worried starters
trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )
“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”
dgdfgmghgfsf I don't know if this i what you're asking for, but I have an idea that I really want to right where Pete's a prince of like, a super corrupt kingom, which is only kind of his fault because a group of advisers have most of the actual power anyway. And Patrick's a commoner who he catches stealing from the castle and gets him to actually take responsibility and work against all the corruption, or something like that
Yes yes this is exactly what I mean!! I wanna know your guys' ideas and drabbles and things!
Also, hey, that sounds awesome! When you start writing, let me know? I'd love to read it!!
based on @organizeddiscord ’s post
…imagine this
Thomas: *is exhausted*
Roman: *is very worried*
Sleep(Remy): *Bam! walks in, all fresh*
Virgil: with after-sex-glow and kiss bruises *winks at Roman*
…welp…
Send in hcs and concepts as well as prompts, you guys! I love every request I get (even though I've got three unanswered ones in my inbox - _-) but I wanna see your guys' writing and concepts too!