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@welcometo-sewergators
Group projects with your best friends.
@justxe @terrifiesthem
@clancythecameraguy, @pete-walken
hi my name is Alison my dad his name is Peter I've heard him say a name like yours so does that mean when I hear him say that name he's talking about you
"Your dad's name is Peter and he says a name that's similar to mine?" Andre questioned, couldn't possibly be Pete. Was it? "And... what's your dad's last name?" He inquired
@clancythecameraguy texting Andre be like;
little reminder
tripped out;; if you’re a mutual: you have full permission to TAG me in anything, SEND me anything, ASK me anything, basically DO anything.
I’m not scary, I won’t get annoyed, I won’t even feel bothered if you did something. Anything, really - because heyo we’re buddies since we stalk each other, wink wonk.
You wanna send that one thing? DO it. You wanna talk and ask for my Skype? DO it. You wanna tag and make me look at something? DO it.
So, if we’re mutuals and you got full permission to: fill up my notifications, stuff the inbox, chuck me a few IMs, whatever you wanna do. I will not get mad - I’m letting you do this. So don’t be shy and come pop in at anytime, lovelies!
"I hate the basement. I'm just putting that out there."
Andre could only shrug at the idea that someone would hate basements. Not an uncommon thing, but necessary for investigation reasons. "Alright well, then I'll go first. You gotta go down that ladder though Pete." He goaded, hoping that the man wouldn't chicken out on him now. [I just saw this now! I'm so sorry!]
Ghost Adventures Starters
"I hate the basement. I'm just putting that out there."
"I've come a long way to talk to you because I think you're a piece of crap."
"Is this spirit being a smartass?"
"You look great for being... not alive."
"Ghosts don't even like me."
"It's cold, it's dark, and it's exciting as hell!"
"Are you banging your head on the wall?"
"Something is up here, gathering all the power it can."
"If this is the portal of hell, why don't you come up out of that ground and get us?"
"Here I am in the sugar shack!"
"I hope you can hear me up there in the damned attic!"
"I can't wait to get locked in here."
"Dude, he's kinda creeping me out. No joke."
"Have you ever heard of those guys who wear jackets when it's really, really hot out?"
"I can't believe they left me out here, all by myself, with this music playing."
"Wait, am I standing on his grave?"
"I have respect for all spirits... except for you."
"I just wanna see where the massacre took place."
"This right here is like putting holy water on a demon."
"I'm just pumped! Are you guys pumped?"
"I smell beautiful."
"Do you see that? Because I can't, either."
"You have reached your final desination. Hell."
"This is tougher than it looks on tv, trust me."
"This is beyond dangerous. I don't recommend anybody do this."
"It was probably the most dangerous, craziest thing we've ever done."
"Hey, we're just lost. We need a place to stay."
"Thank you for knocking."
"I've got a teddy bear for you!"
"Were you stabbed in this room, Sir?"
@clancythecameraguy
Send me “Bad Touch” for some randomly generated violence.
Or send “Bad Touch reverse” for our muses to switch roles.
1) Slapping your muse across the face 2) Punching your muse in the face 3) Punching your muse in the shoulder/arm 4) Kicking your muse off of their feet 5) Stepping on your muse’s foot 6) Biting your muse 7) Grabbing your muse’s face 8) Wrapping hands around your muse’s neck 9) Pushing your muse into a wall 10) Pushing your muse to the ground 11) Holding a gun to your muse’s head 12) Shooting your muse in the arm/leg 13) Holding a knife to your muse’s throat 14) Using a knife to slash your muse across the arm 15) Hitting your muse in the head with a blunt object 16) Scratching your muse with their nails 17) Throwing something at your muse 18) Stabbing your muse with a sharp weapon 19) Breaking one of your muse’s bones 20) Twisting your muse’s arm
please reblog this if it's okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven't reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you
"Cinderella movie night!" {Welcometo-sewergators}
“HELL YEAH! nothing like making myself cry with Disney Princess movies!”
Andre laughed as Clancy threw his cap at him. Catching it against his chest he tried to stifle his laughing before putting the cap on. He may have looked dumb but he didn’t quite care. “You’re worse than me! At least I reject him off the bat, you just try and get as much money out of him as possible!” He accused, all the while laughing enough to cause pain in his chest. “You slut” he grinned, his laughter stifling his words.
“Excuse me.” He flips his hair and smiles. “That’s sexy slut to you, mister.” Clancy chuckled and sat still, watching the movie quietly for a while before snorting. “Okay, but imagine how pissed off Pete would be if he heard us talking this way about him. He’s usually pissed off if we look at him. Now imagine–”
"I'm sure he'd try and slap us with something." The man laughed, these were conversations he never thought would be a thing. "He'd probably say you're a slut too." He mused
“Why didn’t you tell me you already had a show!?”
@pete-walken
“Bitch, you don’t know me!”
"What could you possibly do on this show? It sounds like you're a prank show!"
"Why didn't you tell me you already had a show!?" @pete-walken
tell me what your character thinks of mine.
give me ur all ur character’s unfiltered thoughts and feelings.
"So what happened to that weekend job pete?" {Welcometo-sewergators}
Pete glared, nose curling up then flaring out angrily. He hated people bringing up the fact he couldn’t hold down jobs. It wasn’t his fault he had problems with people. He half-expected the other to back down after a few more seconds of painful silence. But he didn’t. “The people there didn’t like me, or whatever the fuck. Reading shit off paper fucks with my eyes and they wouldn’t let me improvise.” No need to mention he’d gotten into a fist fight with an intern.
@welcometo-sewergators /pete omg no/
It was amazing how Pete could blame everyone other than himself. His usual glaring was unintimidating, Pete was never one to push him down. Andre rolled his eyes before scoffing lightly under his breath. “Get it together Pete, you can’t keep blaming everyone else.” He called him out, sighing heavily he rubbed his brow. “Look, since you won’t be working that job anymore maybe you can help me out with something?” He tried to curb the situation, bad enough Pete had just been fired from his weekend job. Perhaps he shouldn’t kick him after immediately after falling down. Sure Pete wasn’t his best friend but he couldn’t let the man be beaten. “I’ve told you about my idea right?” He asked.
Pete bristled up further at the man’s words, prepared to interject and snap about how this time it wasn’t his fault and that the guy who had gotten him fired had thrown the first punch. He didn’t even look at Andre when he spoke, staring down instead at his hands, twisting and untwisting his fingers; a nervous habit. Once he was certain the man was done he looked back up, stare more tired than angry now. He let out a heavy puff of air, rubbing an eye slowly. Considering.
“Yeah.. your, uh, fucking- what’s the word,” Pete snapped his fingers, “-paranormal investigation shit, right. You told me. Many times. Why?” He stared up at Andre.
Pete had never seemed all too interested in the show itself, he only assumed he didn't have the same aspirations as Andre did. Then again he was the shows creator, so Pete only needed to interject his two cents. "Yeah, Sewer Gators. You can co-host the show with me, you'd get to travel some. We can investigate some of the so called haunted houses around Louisiana." He smiled, obviously enthusiastic about the upcoming ordeal. Before he had thought it would just be him and a cameraman. But a co-host would be helpful, it wouldn't simply be Andre talking about any paranormal entities in a dark house. A cynic would bring it all together. "What do you say?" He inquired.
"Cinderella movie night!" {Welcometo-sewergators}
“HELL YEAH! nothing like making myself cry with Disney Princess movies!”
Andre laughed as Clancy threw his cap at him. Catching it against his chest he tried to stifle his laughing before putting the cap on. He may have looked dumb but he didn’t quite care. “You’re worse than me! At least I reject him off the bat, you just try and get as much money out of him as possible!” He accused, all the while laughing enough to cause pain in his chest. “You slut” he grinned, his laughter stifling his words.
3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack
Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…
Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!
“I love you.”
“I hate you.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
“I guess so…”
“I guess not.”
“Love me, please.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Please, hold me.”
“Pain changes people.”
“You haven’t changed.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Look behind you.”
“Go kill yourself.”
“I can change.”
“Don’t ever change.”
“Want a hit?”
“Do you smoke?”
“Fuck me now.”
“Take my hand.”
“Lead the way.”
“Duck and cover!”
“Just go home.”
“Take me home.”
“Walk me there?”
“Everyone, shut up!”
“Just shut up.”
“Please stop it.”
“Please don’t die.”
“I need you.”
“I want you.”
“Want a hug?”
“Want a kiss?”
“Are you sure?”
“Are you lying?”
“That’s the truth.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Oh my God.”
“For fuck’s sake!”
“I got it.”
“I found it.”
“Call me later.”
“Text me later.”
“Don’t call me.”
“Are you crying?”
“I wasn’t crying.”
“Please don’t laugh.”
“Please don’t cry.”
“That’s a lie.”
“What’d they say?”
“What’ll it be?”
“It’s last call.”
“It’s almost midnight.”
“Do you promise?”
“That’s a promise.”
“Are you serious?”
“Don’t bullshit me.”
“I punched him.”
“I killed him.”
“I kissed him.”
“I love him.”
“I hate him.”
“I lied before.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I’m not sorry.”
“I’ll come over.”
“Can you come?”
“Want to cuddle?”
“Maybe we should.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“You don’t say.”
“Make me come.”
“Did you come?”
“I stole it.”
“I broke it.”
“Any bones broken?”
“Are you okay?”
“Are you hurt?”
“That must’ve hurt.”
“He was lying.”
“It’s our song.”
“Can I help?”
“Help me out.”
“Please, for me?”
“Anything for you.”
“I doubt it.”
“I believe you.”