So sorry I haven’t been on, I’ve just been…meh-ish. But I have been on skype! So if you wanna hook up or rp there my skype is clintfreakinbarton
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@whitelxntern
So sorry I haven’t been on, I’ve just been…meh-ish. But I have been on skype! So if you wanna hook up or rp there my skype is clintfreakinbarton
//I am so sorry I haven't been around. When Saturday rolls around I need someone to get on and yell at me until I do my replies.
Send ‘a moment of weakness’
memeroundups:
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.
My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.
Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.
My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.
Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.
My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.
Your muse has been drugged with a aphrodisiac and is out of it, needing release.
My muse has been drugged with a aphrodisiac and is in a haze, needing release.
Your muse is being beat up by mine, something your muse did must of been the last straw.
My muse is being beat up by yours, something they did must of been the last straw.
Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.
My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.
Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.
My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.
Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.
My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.
Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
Your muse is being punished by mine.
My muse is being punished by yours.
Your muse is temporarily blind.
My muse is temporarily blind.
Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
Your muse has blackmail over mine.
My muse has blackmail over yours.
Your muse catches mine naked.
My muse catches yours naked.
Mun chooses.
⚔
Symbol Starters: Accepting
Send ⚔ to challenge my muse to a duel.
“What the hell? I don’t want to fight you!” Not because Kyle would lose, cause he totally wouldn’t lose, even if John was like super badass and has super strong will power.
That’s not the point. John’s a friend, and Kyle doesn’t want to fight a friend. Spar? Sure, but this is, this is a duel. This is going a bit far.
“Take a breath, you’re being as impulsive as Hal.”
“First off, don’t ever compare me to Hal.”
John said, a tired tone registering in his gruff voice. He conjured a blade of willpower. He could almost hear how solid the thing was as it sprang to life. John was a Guardian, they called him the Master Builder. He didn’t intend on losing this duel. He nodded to the alien figures overhead, signalling that he was ready.
“Second, don’t hold back. If they think we’re faking, we’ll never get out of here.”
“I’m sorry but, I’m seeing the connections now!”
Though as John continued to speak, it clicked in Kyle’s head. He’s playing along. He must be, they’ll fight but he won’t actually kill Kyle. Just try to maim…yeah, no. It doesn’t seem much better. He let out a shaky breath, conjuring up a giant construct of Batman to shield him and fight for him.
He knew he probably wouldn’t beat John one on one- so go big or go home.
“Fine, Fine, I’ll fight. Fight and win.”
“Batman? Really, Kyle? We might have to retrain you on Oa.”
John extended his ring hand, a jade energy shooting from the ornament. A real projection appeared, a golem with a stone fist. The creature roared silently as it began to circle Kyle’s Batman.
“Batman is a badass. Don’t underestimate him, especially when my Batman can breathe fire.”
The Batman crouched low before lunging, swinging a punch at the golem and Kyle smirked, “You’re going down!”
@emeraldarchitect continued from X
Kyle shrugged, looking at the floor helplessly as he tried to process what he just did…to the lantern. Oh god, he’s so screwed. He looked back up at John, “I, I don’t know. I was carrying it then tripped and dropped it but I tried to catch it and then the freaking bird came out of now where and- and…” He motioned back down at the shattered lantern, out of words to say, “I don’t know! I don’t know how it happened.”
He doesn’t know what to do now- “John, John, please help me.”
“Just breathe.”
It was simple for John to shift modes from colleague to mentor, especially with Kyle. John shone a beam from his ring over the shattered lantern, trying to assess the damage. Mentally pushing his ring to scan over the pieces, John put a hand on Kyle’s shoulder.
“Don’t worry. This can’t be the first time this has– Wait, a bird?”
Kyle took a deep breath. In, out. In, out. Ok, his heart slowed and finally he was regaining control of himself. Ok, think, think, panicking won’t help.
“Yeah, a bird. I think it was a sparrow, it came in and started to attack me! And then I dropped the lantern and it attacked the lantern! Then it broke!”
@bluehopehuman liked for a bakery au: Accepting
“No, we don’t serve croissants, sorry,” Kyle grinned apologetically. They probably should start serving those, everyone loves croissants.
“Is there anything else I can get you?”
“Well… I hear this place is famous for its buns, mind if I try some?” Karl asked smiling at him
"Of course! I have great buns," he winked and walked over to grab some of the pre made ones.
If I missed anyone on a reply like this!
“That’s okay.” Bart pat his back. He released him and smiled. “Anything else I can do to help you feel better?”
Kyle pulled back with a grin, "I'm good. Thank you," he paused before sighing, "And um, you give good hugs."
Uno: The Movie: The Sentence Starter Meme
“Oh what the Christ?!”
“It’s not great that that’s still going.”
“I only have fifteen.”
“You know what? Here’s looking at you, kid.”
“These rules are so stupid.”
“There are no friendships in Uno.”
“Maybe this game will last even longer than the last one.”
“Good luck using it, bitch.”
“It’s weaponized Uno.”
“Can I have my hand back?”
“If we played this game like two hours a day I’d have a six pack from laughing so hard.”
“If you say ‘here’s looking at me’ one more time…”
“We’ve made an unwinnable game.”
“If you had to choose between yellow and blue, what would you choose?”
“That’s a bad color?”
“You just doubled my hand.”
“Oh my god, we’re going to be here for the rest of our lives!”
“That was cool, let’s do it again.”
“You feel like hurting? Because I can hurt.”
“Is that a thing we can all agree to do?”
“And I am the recipient of your fuckery.”
“Just fucking do it.”
“Stop what you’re doing because I’m about to ruin your life.”
“I have a feeling that things are going to get salty really fast.”
“I feel like we should skype _____ in just so he can’t get away from the misery.”
“I lick every one I pick up.”
“Everyone has to play all the way to the end.”
“If I win this one, I’m leaving.”
“I’m gonna come atcha hard.”
“Just go ahead and get fucked, right there.”
“Hopefully that does some damage.”
“We are going to die here!”
“That was a load of bog.”
“Don’t return the favor.”
“It won’t end!”
“There’s nothing more important than this.”
“We did not anticipate this, and it is entirely my fault.”
“Don’t stack it on me, please.”
“We’re never playing this game again.”
“NO, NO, NO I DON’T WANNA!”
“I fucking–oh god.”
“Always go for the mouth.”
“Who are these people?”
“When I envisioned this joke, I envisioned it being about forty-five seconds long.”
“We were in Poland?”
“That was the worst theater mode ever.”
Insensitive Pain Sentence Starters
“Stop whining about it.”
“I’ve been through worse.”
“It’s only a tiny cut.”
“Seriously? Nothing’s even wrong with you.”
“Shut up about your leg already.”
“All you have to do is breathe, dude.”
“Walk it off.”
“You’re being pathetic.”
“Honestly I don’t really care right now.”
“Wrap it up and move on.”
“It’s only a tiny little burn.”
“Chill out.”
“Stop crying!”
“If you don’t stop crying, I’ll give you something to cry about.”
“It’s not a big deal.”
“I’ve seen toddlers deal with worse than that.”
“Aww what a little baby.”
“You’re just a crybaby.”
“Dude, really? Calm down.”
"I'm telling you. Flying is so much better than running. Ok?"
“Flying is for the birds, Peter Pan. Running is better! You get to interact with everything on the ground. In the air, you can see, but you can’t touch. The best side effect of the work is THESE LEGS.”
Bart shrugged and dashed off. He came back a second later with a pile of stuff. “I just travelled the world ten times.”
Kyle stared, before pouting with a little scowl, ‘Screw you.”
whitelxntern:
“Hey! Be more careful where you fire those things, you nearly hit me!”
“Would say I’m sorry, Rayner, but we both know that would be a lie.”
“Wow, what a way to be an ass, Harper,” He let out a sigh and shook his head, “This is why I don’t work with you.”
Donna grinned when he had agreed to join her on vacation and immediately embraced him in a giant hug, along with a tender peck on the lips.
“Okay, Iet’s get packing. We can be there by tonight.”
Kyle grinned brightly at the hug. He loved hugs, and kisses, especially from people he loved- like Donna. Gosh, he loves her, so much.
“Alright, let me pack real fast,” he paused, “Or just grab my wallet. I’m sure we can find shops and buy clothes there. I really like Italian fashion.” And it’d be kinda fun too, if not a bit irresponsible.
“You wanna buy a whole new wardrobe in Italy? Well I’m certainly game for that, I mean I am never one to turn down shopping. Let me change real quick then we can head off for vacation.” Donna quickly headed out of the living room then into the bedroom where she slipped into a pair of jeans and a blouse.
“I’m ready, are you ready Kyle?”
Kyle shrugged with a little grin, “Why not?” He certainly doesn’t have the money for it, if that was a reason, but Kyle didn’t really care. He’s sure he can smooch off of Bruce or Ollie for a while if need be.
“You look great,” He held out his hand for her to take, “Now come on! I wanna get there before it gets too dark.”
"Am I dead?"
Meme: Accepting
“Uh, no? Unless I’m dead too, but I doubt I’m dead.” He looked around, “Um, why would you even think you’re dead?”
whitelxntern
Both of Kyle’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, not that she could see it. He had a look of shock on his face as he stared at her. Something must have happened, no way in hell is this his Elva.
“Um, Elva, it’s me,” maybe it was an imposter? A shapeshifter? A concussion? “Are you sure you’re alright? What do you remember last?”
She can see the shock on his face, and she chalks it off as him just being surprised she didn’t recognize him as the 1 millionth green lantern or whatever.
Attempting to stand up, she shoots him a cautious look, “How the fuck do you know my name? I’m pretty sure I’ve never told any of you leaguers my name.”
Kyle stares at her, mouth open before snapping it shut and his ring beginning to glow, “Ok, who the fuck are you? You definitely aren’t Elva, and- well, what did you do with her?”
Unless this is a different version of Elva but- no, how would she get here? “Tell me before I make you regret it!”
whitelxntern
Kyle nodded, “Good choice!” He grinned and grabbed the order, placing it in the bag before setting it on the counter, “So, you’re buff. Can I take a guess at your job? Fireman?” He smirked as he put in the order number into the cash register, “I do love a man in uniform.”
Neil fished out his wallet from his back pocket as the other man got the muffins and punched in the order. The next comment catches him slightly off guard, and earns a chuckle. “No, cop, but I wanted to be one when I was younger,” he says as he gets out the cash he needs, but is halted by the outright attempt at flirting. Completely uncertain of what to do, the first thing that pops into his head comes out his mouth, “I get that I lot.”
Kyle stares for a moment at his answer before bursting out laughing. The man- he was hilarious! But at the same time Kyle just hopes he’s joking, otherwise this man is an ass. “Ok, Mr. Officer, got a lot of pretty ladies and men coming to see you in uniform, then?” He smirks and takes the cash out of Neil’s hands, “You must get pretty lucky then, huh?”
five word prompts
an-exotic-writer:
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
Jason couldn’t help but laugh, something that honestly didn’t happen often. “Shit, alright. You do that pretty well,” he admitted, grinning under the helmet, “Of course he’s never actually put me in time out– only tried to.”
A sigh. “Yeah, yeah, alright. I’ll be good. No blood.. But only cause you do a good impression of Bruce and I’m feelin’ nice. Just know that once they’re locked up, there’s probably gonna be a lotta blood. I’ve been in the prisons– they don’t like people who hurt kids.”
Glancing down, he nodded and pointed at a large brick building. “That one.”
Kyle grinned proudly when he made Jason laugh. He’s been around him long enough to know he didn’t laugh often- and getting him to laugh like that made him proud. “He honestly tried to put you in time out? Wow, let me guess- you bit him and ran?”
He grinned and nodded, “Thanks. And once they’re in prison, I don’t care. They deserve what’s coming to them, honestly,” And if it’s other criminals who taught these bastards a lesson, so be it. The little sick side of Kyle would approve of such actions being taken on them.
Kyle landed and softly put Jason on the ground, “Ok, so I’m guessing we should sneak in. Don’t tip them off that we’re here, right?”