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okay mobile so sorry for no formatting. the plan is with this blog is to move and revamp, all memes will be dropped and all threads apart from ones with @404elliot & @uponaredwheelbarrow will be dropped. i will put a link to the new blog when it is up.

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Reblog if you’re a roleplayer who suffers from anxiety

Sometimes, it’s not a lack of muse or short attention span or lack of time. Sometimes we’re too afraid to write out the reply we had in mind in fear it’s inadequate or written too fast. Then we send replies days, or even weeks, later that we had thought out in our mind since the beginning. 

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Merriel ‘Snafu’ Shelton, Shirtless // The Pacific

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He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo (via lastdaysofmagic)

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Charlize Theron as Lorraine Broughton in Atomic Blonde (2017)

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Portia Doubleday in Muted Beatings by Albert Hammond Jr

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◆ —— LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.

’ Why are you all wet? ‘ 

’ Aloha! ’

’ You’re vile. You’re foul. You’re flawed. ‘ 

’ Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten. ’

’ If you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. ’

’ I remember everyone that leaves. ’

’ You! You’re the cause of all this. ’

’ This is my family. I found it all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good. ’

’ Oh, good! My dog found the chainsaw. ’

’ No more caffeine for you. ’

’ Did you lose your job because of me? ‘ 

’ The managers a vampire. He wanted me to join his legion of the undead. ’

’ Trust me, this isn’t gonna end well. ’

’ I’m sorry I bit you. And pulled your hair. And punched you in the face. ’

’ GIve us a sign you understand any of this. ’

’ Show us that there is something inside you that is good. ’

’ I didn’t teach him that. ’

’ Come on, what’s the big deal? ’

’ Leave my mother out of this. ’

’ You are such a pain. ’

’ Then why don’t you sell me and buy me a rabbit instead? ’

’ I hate it when you use Ohana against me. ’

’ I’m lost. ’

’ Don’t interact with her. ’

’ Oh, we can’t do that. Uh-uh. That would be a misuse of resources. ’

’ Why do you act so weird? ’

’ You look familiar. ’

’ We’re a broken family, aren’t we? ’

’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’

’ You are built to destroy. You can never belong. ’

’ We need something that can defend itself. Something that won’t die. ’

’ I hear you cry at night. ’

’ Do you dream about them? ’

’ You came back. ’

’ Nobody gets left behind. ’

’ I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. ‘ 

’ His destructive programming is taking effect. ’

’ Did you ever kill anyone? ’

’ Are you.. happy? ’

’ I am the one they call when things go wrong and things have, indeed, gone wrong. ’

’ Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. ’

‘ If you want, you could be a part of our family. ’

’ We’d raise you to be good. ’

’ She likes your butt and fancy hair. ’

’ I read her diary. ’

’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’

’ He was designed to be a monster, but now he has nothing to destroy. ’

’ I never gave him a greater purpose. ’

’ What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to look back on in the middle of the night? ’

’ If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions. ’

’ Stupid head. ’

’ Did you catch fire again? ’

’ This is your badness level. It’s unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that. ’

’ Don’t leave me, okay? ’

’ Do you want to be taken away? ’

’ You’re just jealous ‘cause I’m pretty! ’

’ My friends need to be punished. ’

’ Heard you lost your job. ’

’ Thus far you have been adrift in the sheltered harbor of my patience. ' 

‘ After all you’ve put me through, you expect me to help you just like that? ’

’ He’s very persuasive. ' 

’ I know you had something to do with this. ’

’ Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment and insanity to my list of things I did today. ’

’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’

’ You smell like a lawn mower. ’

’ I have just determined the situation to be far too hazardous! ’

’ Don’t worry. I won’t hit her. ’

’ This is low even for you! ’

’ You are all mine. ’

’ You know I have no choice. ’

‘  Please don’t do this. ’

’ You’re making this harder than it needs to be. ’

’ She needs me. ’

’ Leave me alone to die. ’

’ What is that monstrosity? ’

’ Does this look infected to you? ’

’ You’d better not have rabies. ’

’ Hiding behind your little friend won’t work anymore. ’

’ Didn’t I tell you? We got fired this morning. ’

’ That is the ugliest thing I have ever saw! ’

’ It has no place among us. ’

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Send ‘Kiss’ + a number to kiss my muse...

…in the rain.

…in the house they just bought.

…on the nose.

…against a wall.

…before going to sleep.

…to wake them up.

…french.

…in their neck.

…on their forehead.

…on the cheek.

…out of happiness.

…to thank them.

…drunk.

…to suprise/confuse them.

…because you missed them.

…to comfort them.

…to stop them from rambling.

…angry.

…crying.

…as a dare.

…for the first time.

…to tell them you like them.

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five times kissed

It’s not like the first time they kissed-during a game of Seven Minutes at Jessica Davidson’s 12th birthday party in middle school-this time it feels easier. There’s no pressure, no rush ignited by the fear their peers might burst open the door at any moment and embarrass them. It’s just them, like it should be. And it’s more than just a quick peck this time. Even though it had started with Angela expressing an anxiety that when the time came that someone kissed her she wouldn’t know how to kiss, and them mutually agreeing to teach one another, it felt like it had turned into more the moment one kiss had turned into several more. And he could confirm she was definitely a good kisser.

A thin veil of smoke surrounds them, like a blanket keeping them safe inside their bubble. It’s probably the highest they’ve ever gotten together, Elliot almost feels like he’s in a dream. I mean, how could he not? When Angela looked at him it seemed to simultaneously ground him while also sending him into a trance. Added with the haze from the blunt in his hands and he felt like he was floating in the most calming ocean. He wants to swim inside the blue, dive in, explore the unspoken glances even if it might hurt later on. “Hey, I wanna try something…” He murmurs, leaning forward on the couch as he inhales smoke from his joint, trapping it in his mouth as he inches closer to Angela’s with his own, releasing it close to her open mouth and watching it swim between them, some caught between her lips and some adding to the protective fabric of their high. He can’t resist the urge to close the gap between them, so he does, bringing his lips against hers, letting himself drown in the feeling.

He’s had no time to ask what’s happened, because the moment he opened the door to her he’d felt her lips crashing against his. The shock and force of it had thrown him back a few steps, despite instinctively moving into her kiss like no time had passed between now and the last time they’d been intimate. Holding Angela felt like second nature to him, he found his home in her kiss. He wants to ask what’s happened, something has to have happened, she seems on edge, frustrated, upset, he can tell by her movement. He tries to break the kiss momentarily and ask her if she’s okay, but she shakes her head, shutting him up with a kiss, murmuring something about talking about it later. Concern strikes his heart but he figures maybe this was what she needed right then. And he wants to do whatever he can to help her and make the most of their momentary passions. It seemed like all they had these days. 

The moment she told him she was going to turn herself in a fear creeps over him, greens wide with terror staring at his best friend. The thought of losing her, to either incarceration or a fate even WORSE is something he doesn’t want to think about right then, but he knows he can’t stop Angela once she’s made up her mind. Their lives, always running so parallel to one another, suddenly feel splintered. And the train was approaching the station, they were running out of TIME. All words feel lost to him suddenly, because nothing feels right to say in this moment because he never thought this moment would come. The moment they might have to say goodbye. As he holds her in his embrace he never wants to let go. He wishes the train would pause in time and they could find a solution to all of this, a way for everything to be okay, for them to be together again. As he hesitantly presses his lips against hers, eyes close, making a wish that things would go back to normal. That everything would be okay. But the jolting of the train seems to snap them back to sobering reality. His hand finds hers before pulling back from the kiss, giving it a gentle squeeze. No matter what happens, we’ll be okay. He silently wishes, remembering what she used to say. But as he moves to leave her-I don’t want to leave her-feeling the warmth of her presence suddenly become the coldness of her absence, the emptiness of their hands breaking, he isn’t so sure.

She really was the only person he could trust. Darlene had been to the FBI, it scratched that part of his brain, told him she could have been compromised, and hackers inherently trusted no one. Not even each other. But Angela, Angela was the only person Elliot had an unwavering faith in. She knew him better than anyone, and he felt he knew her too. These past few months had been fucked up, but she felt like the only constant in his messed up life. The only good. And now she was standing there, staring at him with those bright blues, still shining in the dim light of the blackout. She looked so goddamn beautiful, and he wants to believe things between them haven’t changed, that what happened on the train was confirmation that maybe they were both READY. To accept the connection between them had always been more. It had felt like goodbye at the time, but in hindsight he wonders if maybe it was an admittance of their feelings, too. And those feelings were telling him to kiss her again, so he does. Only this time she pulls back, says it was a mistake, and he feels his heart break realising that, after all this time, she still wasn’t ready to let him in.

send me five times kissed for a drabble about five times our muses kissed // selectively accepting

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a softer world sentence starters.

❛ some people are so good at disappearing that you start to doubt your memories that they were ever there. ❜ 

❛ how do you say goodbye to someone who was never there? ❜

❛ i don’t want a world without pain, or loss. i just want them to mean something. ❜

❛ there are some people who believe a photo captures their soul. ❜

❛ if you love something let it go. ❜

❛ you were not the first, you will not be the last. ❜

❛ there are some secrets i will take to my grave, but i don’t want loving you to be one of them. ❜

❛ you can still back out before anyone gets hurt. ❜

❛ i said i’d love you forever, and really meant it at the time. i guess that’s my problem. ❜

❛ kindness won’t save anyone. ❜

❛ for a long time i thought i deserved better. but the truth is we both deserve better than this. ❜

❛ i wish there was a word that meant “goodbye” for someone who was already gone. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. you have to believe me. ❜

❛ we’ll always have yesterday. ❜

❛ hope softens the rough edge of every promise. ❜

❛ love is stupid. happiness is admitting we aren’t better than stupid. ❜

❛ you can’t always want what you get. ❜

❛ i wish i had a dollar for every dollar’s worth of work i did. ❜

❛ we are empty inside and hollow. hoping something sweet will make its nest in us. ❜

❛ we’re too far from help. ❜

❛ monsters are even more scary when you see them afraid. ❜

❛ we carry our own loneliness with us. ❜ 

❛ fake happiness beats genuine misery. ❜

❛ they always trust me to be someone who i don’t even want to be. ❜

❛ i cannot see where i want to go, only that i want the going.❜

❛ you are never here. you are always almost there. ❜

❛ you and me will die the way we lived, telling ourselves stories to make it mean something. ❜

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soulmate au prompts.

send a number for a starter / drabble based off a specific soulmate au!  most are taken from this list.  feel free to add more if you want!  (can also be adapted to fit poly ships!)

the one where you only see color once you meet your soulmate.

the one where you have your soulmate’s name written on your body.

the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks on your bodies.

the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks and the marks glow when you’re near your soulmate.

the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you touch them.

the one where when you dream you’re seeing whatever your soulmate is currently experiencing.

the one where you and your soulmate share an emotional link.

the one where your soulmate’s first words to you are written on your body.

the one where your soulmate’s last words to you are written on your body.

the one where you have a timer on your wrist that counts down to when you meet your soulmate.

the one where soulmates share extreme physical sensation — if one gets hurt, the other gets hurt, and etc.

the one where soulmates can heal each other’s injuries.

the one where only your soulmate can kill you.

the one where color appears on your body wherever your soulmate first touches you.

the one where every lie your soulmate tells you appears on your skin.

the one where anything written on your skin appears on your soulmate’s skin as well.

the one where your soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your enemy’s name is on the other and you have no clue which is which.

the one where whenever you get a song stuck in your head, it’s because your soulmate is singing it.

the one where soulmates are reincarnated and keep finding each other throughout their different lives.

the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you hear them say your name.

the one where you can talk to your soulmate in dreams.

the one where it’s impossible to lie to your soulmate.

the one where once you meet your soulmate, it’s physically uncomfortable to be apart from them for too long.

the one where you have a compass on your body that leads you to your soulmate.

the one where you have the date you’ll meet your soulmate on your wrist.

the one where you have the date your soulmate will die on your wrist.

the one where you can transfer any injuries/pain your soulmate has onto yourself.

the one where some people can see the red string of fate and follow it to their soulmates.

the one where your soulmate’s ghost haunts you when they die.

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our dreams will all come true

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It’s a bit silly, isn’t it?

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send me a symbol:

        send ☆ for a movie/tv quote starter         send ♫ for a lyric starter         send ✎ for a literature quote starter         send ❶ for a one line starter         send ☞ for an action starter (no dialogue)         send ✉ for a text message starter         send ❤ for a romantic fluff starter         send ✰ for a platonic fluff starter         send ✗ for an angst starter         send ⦚ for a crack starter

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little psa on ships and ship development:

When two muns get together and decide to ship their characters there is usually a lot of communication behind it. Most of the time their characters have interacted, spark from the muses is felt on both sides, it’s discussed, and then developed. Sometimes all the development takes place on their blogs, sometimes it takes place through private conversation or skype, but most of the time it’s a mixture of both.  Even if you see a ship that suddenly appears on the dash with no previous signs of it being so, do not assume development was rushed. In many cases development may be happening in private, and that’s fine! Maybe they tried it privately and, when it worked, wanted it to be a part of their blogs! Maybe they didn’t and it really was just a spur of the moment decision! So what? Who cares? If it’s making them happy, and it’s not hurting anyone, it is literally NONE of your business! The point here is that, just because you don’t see every written line of development for your own eyes, don’t assume it didn’t happen. And even if it didn’t happen, it is no one’s concern but the blogs writing the ship to begin with. Move along.

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Send ‘a moment of weakness’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence }

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 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 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.

Mun chooses.