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@saikurisuto (doubashi)

“Ah, Basshi, I’ve been thinking...” -- perhaps that was exactly the least anyone wanted to hear from Ashikiba, really. Approaching the other, he leaned in a little bit, it was such a nice change to not have to look down so much when talking to someone. What a blessing. “...should the two of us go cut our hair together?! Mine’s growing so much so fast, eh... and yours looks wild, too.” 

Taking a strand of hair between his thumb and index finger, he rubbed the split ends and shook his head. “Uwah, SPLIT ENDS... you’ve got to take better care of your hair, too, Basshi... no wonder it sticks out and can’t be tamed...!!!”

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lashkun:

the more that ashikiba grabbed at him, the more embarrassed that he got. there was still people in the club room with them!! certainly, they would not see him as a worthy captain if he was messing around with the ace - in the club room to boot!! pulling his arm away instinctively, he looked at the other with wide eyes. it wasn’t that he wanted to reject the other … it was just that the timing of all of this was absolutely terrible. did no one ever teach the other the appropriate time for such actions ?!

“ashikiba — “ he practically hissed underneath his breath. “you have to wait until we are alone for this.” izumida said even lower than before. he could see some curious eyes rolling into their direction, making him reeeeally embarrassed. 

It was one thing to have Izumida pull his arm away from him so heartlessly -- if there were any strings to pull on his heart in order to make it sound melancholic and triste, it sure was the feeling that radiated off from the middle of his chest so rapidly. Ashikiba was not the best with timing words and actions accordingly -- he wasn’t even aware of the looks he received from people when he called the other ‘Tou-chan’ in public, and the connotation it had to a father-figure. If anything, he was the embodiment of an airhead.

But to top it off, his heart felt as if someone chopped it in half with a butcher’s knife when the other yelled his name so strictly. One swift swing to get two halves of one heart. Still beating, and it hurt, it truly bled out from the wound and the pain that was caused by the way he was pushed away. Moving his hands quickly to himself, he held them up high, close to his chest, he felt them shake with anxiety -- it was like a puppy that had been smacked with a rolled magazine and yelled at for peeing on the expensive carpet, but a small puppy just wouldn’t know what it had done wrong... and that’s how Takuto felt just now.

And as much as the other was explaining the situation to him, all he noticed were the hissing sounds and the hostile attitude, really. His lips started to quiver even though he told himself over and over inside his head that he would not cry in the middle of the club room. “I’m sorry.” He said as he lowered his head and sniffled, tears rolling down his cheeks, repeating “I’m sorry.” because he had no idea what else he was supposed to do or say.

Quickly, he moved away from the other, rushing past the other team members and deciding it was for the best to hide in the bathroom for a bit and re-collect himself, maybe wash his face. It really stung, didn’t it? Holding his chest with one hand, he moved into a stall of the restroom, locking it and curling up after he dragged his back down the wall, sitting down in tension, the ginger had to hold both his legs in place to not have them peek out of the stall, leaning his face against his knees and crying about this. Perhaps he was over-reacting, and perhaps he wore his heart on the sleeve all too much, but it really hurt to be treated like a stranger by someone he admired so much. It felt as if he had to make up for lost time, Ashikiba didn’t know why, but it felt as if he was running against time and would lose if he didn’t catch up, almost as if he would lose everything if he was not up to speed and taking advantage of any situation to be with Izumida. Like some lost rhythm in the middle of a haste, urging himself to find that metronome to make things right, to make them feel right, sound right, be right. And as much as it was out of line to approach the captain in such a manner right now, it just hit him. And boy, it hit him hard. Maybe... just maybe... Touichirou wasn’t as deeply in love with him as he was Touichirou?! No... no, no... those... were bad thoughts...

The lanky male was used to cry as quietly as he could, therefore he was not making any sound as he sat there, merely trembling all over his body. He’d have to catch himself, though. He didn’t want to give Kuroda another reason to pull his leg... and more so, he didn’t want to give the impression that Izumida was a horrible captain. 

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Middle-Man | Bōsōzoku!AU

@saikurisuto (teshima)

For some reason, he really felt as if Yuuto was either not thinking through that mission or was thinking it through a lot.

While he was assigned to walk to the Mad Wonderland’s base, Takuto had his fair share of meddling with Imaizumi (back then, when he was still a Lone Wolf and had to do as Arakita was telling him to -- not to mention how much anxiety he felt to see the man now and having to act as if nothing ever happened). But on top of that, the mood was rather tense lately -- and all surrounding one man: Imaizumi. Him and Yuuto sure had a feud going on that was getting out of hand. And there he was, the middle man. Being as far as middle school friends with Teshima, it was about time to go and say ‘hello’ again. He missed those times when they’d do some karaoke impressions and jam out on instruments at the music club room... and as much time has passed, the redhead could only wonder if they’d still click as well as they used to.

The assignment however was to deliver a message to the gang leader on behald of Shinkai that he no longer will tolerate Shunsuke’s outrageous behaviour of spreading messages in dirty manners. One thing that Yuuto and Arakita had in common was their urge to stick to the ‘code’ (but honestly, he never saw a book that said ‘the code’ so the man could only wonder what exactly ‘the code’ was saying?!). 

Knocking at the base’s door, he waited patiently, though nervously... what if Imaizumi himself was going to open the door? Pressing his lips together, he tried to count to 100 inside his head to calm himself down, but stressing over the fact the he literally lost count on the way.

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“this work is never done.”

“I’m really sorry, but I have my orders, too.” 

Towering over the black-haired male, there were specific orders for Ashikiba ---- stop the man from his work and interfere in a way that he fucks up. Clearly, Shunsuke wasn’t the most popular among gangs... a rookie who had a stick far up his ass and thinking he was the best already, even causing one of their long-term gang members to swap gangs. That was a wild thing, right? It was as if Yuki-chan was going to leave the Lone Wolves for Lizard Hell... no, no, no, that was not going to happen!!! He was just thiking of the worst scenarios already!!! 

Grabbing the other by the collar of his jacket, he had no trouble lifting him off the ground, leaning his head down a little to look at him more closely. “Work’s never done, but I really have to stop you.” 

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“Bite harder.”

“—eh…” 

A little shocked to the other’s suggestion, he knew that this was Kuroda’s way of pulling his leg and making fun of him. Right?! Covering one half of his face with one hand, he looked sideways to avoid the man’s stare, feeling uncomfortable to be put on the spot like that.

“Yuki-chan… stop saying things that you don’t mean…” 

His face was flushed a deep red, eventually turning to look at the smaller, he huffed. “If someone heard you say that… what would they think!?!?! They’d think I’m a pervert! Oh… oh, no… I don’t want people to think that I’m a pervert…!!!” Panic-mode was on and he flailed his hands around.

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“this is bad. this is really fucking bad.”

The taller looked rather nervous when the redhead was approaching him like that; knowing that Arakita-san really had no good words left for the Wild Fangs ever since that Hot Spring incident, Ashikiba sort of stood in-between the chairs: on one hand, he really did not want to mess up with his boss, on the other, he felt really bad for Toudou-san and wanted him to chin up... on top of that, now he was lying there on the ground, bleeding from his stomach as he held one hand against the wound tightly, and out of all people, it was the Wild Fangs leader to try and fix him up. 

“No good... no good...” The ginger muttered in pain, more so worried about the scene unfolding. What if Yasutomo was seeing them? What if he was accusing him of working together with the enemy?! His hands became even more sweaty just thinking about the trouble he’d be in! “Arakita-san... h... he’ll yell at me...” Even though he was numb enough not to feel the pain from his stomach any longer, he felt the urge to cry with the mere thought that he’d be a disappointment to a senpai... his lips quivered and trembled, tears slowly rolling down his face as he looked down onto himself, wanting to see how much blood he had lost. “I don’t want to get into trouble...” He whined as he sobbed like a child almost.

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“i don’t regret it. i just wish it had never happened.”

“Ehhh…” Making a noise of surprise while he looked at the other in semi-confusion, he blinked a few times. Surely, he was not paying attention all too well – not because he was bored, but more so because he was too distracted by the music playing in the back of his head. Moving to tilt his head downwards, peeking at his feet as he sat next to the Hot Springs Inn manager (or at least he thought he was, Ashikiba was really not good at keeping track of all the things around him, forgetting so easily), he couldn’t help but notice the other’s teary eyes while he was attempting to pull himself together and hide the fact that he was sad.

As much as he wanted to understand, Takuto also felt as if it was in no shape or form right to bluntly ask him about the matter. All he knew was that it had everything to do with Arakita’s rage ever since some information leaked out, he remembered a name ‘Makishima’ and that’s all the reason he had backed up in his brain as to why the Lone Wolves’ leader no longer would step foot into this establishment, while he would not stop his men from doing so (much like the airheadish ginger who just loved to take steaming hot, long baths in the springs), he would make the decisions by himself and therefore would rather avoid too much friction and contact between himself and Toudou, instead of lashing out on him once more. Yasutomo was a man with backbone after all, despite being a criminal, he was so proud to go by the code and it was relevant for him after all. 

Tending his head lightly, he tried to smile at the sad man, thinking about ways how to make this situation better. “Regret isn’t necessarily the best thing anyway, Toudou-san. Things happen. It’s how life goes. Sometimes, we are the maestro of our own lives, and sometimes, we are instruments being played according to the notes, so… it’s… it’s just how it is! Yeah…” 

The boy knew that his height was somewhat scary sometimes, so, for some odd reason, he decided to kneel down next to where the man sat, putting his chin onto the man’s thigh to look up at him like a small puppy – people loved puppies, right?! They’d start smiling when seeing one and they’d want to pet them and hug them and kiss them, maybe Jinpachi will feel better!? “Some people say, ‘time heals all wounds’, but I think time only manages to let the weeds grow tall enough, so we will forget about what’s underneath. Eventually, it’ll be erased from our memory, and we are no longer feeling remorse… you’ll feel that way, too, don’t be so upset. Arakita-san surely still wants to be your friend, he is just really hot-headed and… temperamental.” Reaching up to his face, he played with his cheeks a little, trying to form his mouth into a smile while pinching them as he returned a faint smile to the other to show him what his intentions are.

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“That doesn’t look good…”

“It’s ok, Tou-chan…” 

Wiggling his fingers around a little as he stood next to the Samurai; he bandaged them after the incident. What incident, one may ask? Well… it was known that the tall pianist was a thorn in the prince’s eyes for sure —- clad in Western clothes, not even owning a yukata, unable to play traditional instruments, only capable of the piano and the violin… sometimes, the koshaku would lash out on him, let him feel his hatred for the gaijin – his hatred for those who followed suit. Of course, it was not Takuto’s choice to be like this. If anything, he was lucky enough to not end up as a slave on the fields for the Dutch men, and instead they took a liking of his appearance, his youthful looks, his tall frame, his long fingers. It was not his choice, but it was their order of him to act like this. 

And today, Midousuji-dono just snapped at him, slamming the piano’s key protector shut while the man was writing another song for his beloved Izumida-san, thus getting his fingers stuck in the middle of the impact. Whenever he was caught using the piano for leisure instead of work, the man would be enraged, thus causing various injuries on the man. 

“At least, they’re not broken, hehe… I can still play, so I won’t be useless. But…! That’s not why I wanted to see you!!!” Nervously flailing his hands around as he looked at the other, trying to remain calm. 

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“Ow, yeah, okay, that’s starting to hurt.”

“Oh, Yuki-chan, Yuki-chan, you’re really reckless, it’s no good, it’s no good at all, uwah...” 

More so talking to himself while he was lecturing the smaller, he tended to his bruises and wounds he had encountered from another street fight. Really -- everyone made fun of Ashikiba’s airhead-ish nature, but sometimes he wondered if people were just ignorant to not get a glimpse as to how much he actually understood. Sure, he was forgetful, he had his head in the clouds, he was dreamy and daydreaming en masse... but in the end of the day, he felt when someone was troubled, and he was compassionate enough to want to cry whenever someone was carrying guilt inside of their chest. And that was the same with Kuroda, of course. The man rarely spoke about his emotions, but it wouldn’t take an Einstein to see that ---- at least, all it took for Takuto was to take a good look at the man.

After making sure that the bandages were placed neatly and that all of his bleeding wounds were cleaned properly, he placed one of his hands onto the man’s chest, right over his heart.

“Yuki-chan... if you’re troubled and if your heart hurts so badly that you go out to hurt yourself while getting into fights, you’re a danger to yourself and all of us.” Those were quite some wise words for the silly boy, right? “You’re thinking About Yuu-chan, right?!” It could be creepy sometimes how he was reading people like open pieces of paper, notes written on them that were meant to be read and played on a piano. But sometimes, humans just were instruments that weren’t aware that a maestro pulled the strings on them, right? That’s how he felt about himself sometimes, too. “Maybe you can tell me, Yuki-chan? I’ll listen! Whenever I’m depressed, I go for long walks in the middle of the night, but we are all different -- maybe you want to talk?!”

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“Put my arms above my head and shove my face into the bed.”

“T-Tou-chaaan… that’s so… lewd of you…” Panting like crazy, his hands were trembling as he watched the dark-skinned man’s back sprawled up before him like that. The ginger couldn’t help but to drool over the sight, twitching digits roaming over the man’s back sensually, despite his aura giving off something more like a feral animal would —- it was almost like he would allow the other to put him on a short leash, wanting to be unleashed, wanting to go wild, waiting for the explosive falsetto to echo and bounce off the walls, the wonderful notes Izumida was capable of doing whenever they’d be this intimate.

Without much hesitation, Ashikiba did as he was told, grabbing the man’s wrists and reaching over to place them above his head; his size came in handy for these actions, not struggling to reach this far as it was. Once he had a tight grip of the man’s wrists and pushed them into the mattress, he moved his other hand to push the man’s face into the bed as he was told to, his hips rolling almost impatiently against the man’s rear, causing the skin to slap against each other roughly. “Aha… T… Tou-chan… you look so good… th-this feels so good…” 

Leaning down with his head, he pressed his mouth against his back muscles, intending to muffle himself, but instead his teeth were digging into the delicious skin of his, moaning against him, panting – if it wasn’t sending goosebumps down the captain’s spine, it sure as hell would do the trick for himself. “I feel so weird, hah…” His face heated up more than it should, almost matching his skin- to his hair-colour, the hand that lingered on the other’s back slowly slid down to his head, grabbing his hair roughly unintentionally, but the power-play at work sure did its magic trick on Takuto. “I’m so hot… I’m going to melt…”

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Injured/Bleeding Sentence Starters

“That’s a lot of blood…” 

“That’s not good…” 

“I think that’s more than a little cut.”

“You’re looking rather pale.”

“You’re bleeding!”

“That doesn’t look good…” 

“I don’t think that’s suppose to come out.” 

“That’s a bit of an interesting angle for that to go at.” 

“How do I get it to stop?!” 

“How are you still standing?!”

“Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” 

“What happened to you?”

“I can’t feel my fingers anymore…” 

“Everything hurts.” 

“Is everything supposed to go dark?”

“Ow, yeah, okay, that’s starting to hurt.” 

“It’s just a cut.” 

“I’ve had worse.” 

“You’re bleeding all over my floor!” 

“You better not die on me.” 

“They got a lucky shot…” 

“Next time don’t call me to come over only to find you in a pool of your own blood!” 

“You need to keep pressure on it.” 

“Don’t move!” 

“That looks nasty.” 

“Am I dying?” 

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FLORENCE + THE MACHINE’S  ❝ HOW BIG, HOW BLUE, HOW BEAUTIFUL ❞  SENTENCE STARTERS

SHIP TO WRECK

“remind me, what was it that i said?”

“did i drink too much?”

“am i losing touch?”

“what’s with the long face?”

“do you want more?”

WHAT KIND OF MAN

“you were on the other side, like always.”

“i was drunk enough to deal with it.”

“sometimes you’re half in and then you’re half out.”

“how do you manage to have me crawling back for more?”

HOW BIG, HOW BLUE, HOW BEAUTIFUL

“now there’s a few things we have to burn.”

“tell me you see it too.”

“i’m happy you’re beside me.”

“maybe i’ll see you in another life if this one wasn’t enough.”

QUEEN OF PEACE

“what is it worth when all that’s left is hurt?”

“some things never sleep.”

“come on, is this what you want?”

“somebody’s gotta lose.”

“you’re driving me away.”

VARIOUS STORMS & SAINTS

“i gave myself over willingly.”

“i am teaching myself how to be free.”

“if you could just forgive yourself…”

“some things you let go in order to live.”

“i know you’re bleeding, but you’ll be okay.”

“one day this will be over - i swear it’s not so far away.”

DELILAH

“i’m gonna be free and i’m gonna be fine.”

“these chains never leave me.”

“can’t you let me know?”

“never knew i was a dancer.”

LONG & LOST

“are you missing me?”

“is it too late to come on home?”

“i figured out where i belong.”

CAUGHT

“it’s the hardest thing i’ve ever had to do.”

“when i sleep, i never dream of you.”

“i can’t keep calm - i can’t keep still.”

“i forget all that i’ve been taught.”

THIRD EYE

“it tore you open.”

“you don’t know why.”

“you don’t have to be a ghost.”

“you deserve to be loved.”

“i’m the same. i’m trying to change.”

ST. JUDE

“each side is a loser, so who cares who fired the gun?”

“maybe i’ve always been more comfortable in chaos.”

“i couldn’t keep my mouth shut.”

“i’m trying to find the meaning.”

MOTHER

“won’t you leave me?”

“i want no more than this.”

“can you protect me from what i want?”

“all these couples are kissing.”

HIDING

“you don’t have to tell me why.”

“not sure i can deal with this.”

“i know there’s a part of you that i just cannot reach.”

“you don’t have to let me in, just know that i’m still here.”

“it’s your pride that’s keeping us still so far apart.”

MAKE UP YOUR MIND

“i never thought i’d be a killer.”

“while you’ve been saving your neck, i’ve been breaking mine for you.”

“make up your mind before i make it up for you.”

“let me live or let me love you.”

WHICH WITCH

“it’s an old scar.”

“who’s a heretic now?”

“am i making sense?”

“you can’t tell me to regret.”

“i’m on trial.”

PURE FEELING

“it was more than i could bear.”

“you know, i hoped to see you there.”

“i keep on moving in the spaces where you used to be.”

“i knew that this would end in tears.”

CONDUCTOR

“does that make you mine?”

“this work is never done.”

“who’s in control? who’s playing who?”

“i know this part so well.”

AS FAR AS I COULD GET

“wasting my goddamn time.”

“i went as far as i could get.”

“i am unloved.”

“i’m not far enough yet.”

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hogwarts au sentences.   let’s put those harry potter aus into good use. contains 40+ dialogue starters relating to hogwarts — some mention different houses and the occasional canon event, but a lot can be used by anybody. feel free to switch around pronouns, diction, and the like to make them more suitable for your muse’s mouth.

“ can you cast a patronus? ”

“ i saw muggle textbooks when i was visiting family for the holidays, and honestly? sure, i could maybe die falling off the stairs if i had a sleepwalking habit, but at least i’m not doing algebra right now. ”

“ do you think a dog animagi could have puppies? ”

“ how did you explain to your friends why you were switching schools? ”

“ sorry, all the other carriages are full, i’m sitting here whether you want it or not. ”

“ i wonder if there are people who can speak parseltongue but with like… bunnies. ”

“ i’m tired, and i want to go to bed, and i’ve been sitting here, trying to figure it out for like an hour, save me: what has a head but no body, but does have a tail? ”

“ what do threstals look like? ”

“ do you ever wash your cauldron? ”

“ trying to sneak into the forbidden section three times in a row is either the most badass or the most nerdy thing you’ve ever done. ”

“ if i go to hospital wing, i have to explain how i got it. i need to solve this with a spell. ”

“ no, i just never realised other people see the carriages being pulled by thin air. ”

“ when did you get the dark mark? ”

“ SOMEBODY CATCH MY TOAD! ”

“ mudblood. ”

“ who was the guy your boggart turned into? ”

“ where did you learn that? ”

“ sorry, but you couldn’t pay me to put my name in that thing. ”

“ do you still have that leaf in your mouth? ”

“ you’re the most injury-prone [quidditch position] i’ve ever met. ”

“ congratulations, head [boy/girl/pupil]. ”

“ imagine being a straight couple right now. ”

“ i’m going to have to fight my parents. ”

“ sorry, is this your owl/toad/cat? [they’re] beautiul. ”

“ do you think you could sneak to the astronomy tower with me tonight? ”

“ i actually haven’t asked anyone for the yule ball with me. ”

“ [name] got petrified, didn’t [they]? i’m sorry. ”

“ have you met the new DADA professor yet? how was it? ”

“ next time [name] pushes you again, i swear to god i’m hexing [their] arse. ”

“ i ate something and now my face is purple. i’m NOT coming out! ”

“ it’s vinegar. i knocked on the wrong barrel. ”

“ don’t look at me like that, i’m just trying to steal your body heat. it’s cold down here, okay? ”

“ how the hell can someone like you be in [house]? ”

“ come to think of it, i don’t think i’ve ever seen a ginger slytherin. ”

“ i didn’t even know i was afraid of heights before i came to this bloody school. ”

“ finding places to cuddle in would be a lot easier if we were at the same house. ”

“ are both of your parents muggles? ”

“ when you said you wanted to go to hogsmeade together with me, did you mean like… a date kind of ‘together’? ”

“ i wonder how many peole have banged in the room of requirements. ”

“ why must the plants sing? ”

“ sorry, you’re not getting the password from me. ”

“ have fun in potions. try not to punch anyone. ”

“ of course i’m fine. i mean, who wouldn’t want to be told they’re going to have a painful, grim death, on their first divination class? ”

“ are all [ravenclaws/gryffindors/slytherins] assholes, or is that just you? ”

“ dude, it was definitely two feet on vampires. how screwed are you? ”

“ how are we playing? classic or bavardian rules? ”

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The End of the F***ing World sentence starters

“i actually masturbated once a week for medical purposes.”

“maybe i’m gay. maybe he’s asexual.”

“have you ever eaten a pussy before?”

“yeah, two.”

“i want you to eat mine.”

“i am going to be so fucked off if we get murdered”

“sometimes i just let things happen. i don’t know why.”

“i sometimes wonder if i should just become an alcoholic.”

“i get embarrassed talking. well, after talking when i realize i said something stupid.”

“i think he is properly beautiful.”

“fuck off.”

“guess i’m a twat.”

“she/he made me feel things. i didn’t like it at all.”

“are you a virgin?”

“yes.”

“me too.”

“no shit.”

“i think the fucked up bit was murdering him.”

“fuck. fuck.”

“this is bad. this is really fucking bad.”

“when you have silence it’s hard to keep stuff out. it’s all there and you can’t get rid of it.”

“ah shit.”

“i don’t regret it. i just wish it had never happened.”

“i don’t want to hold your hand.”

“fuckin’ idiot.”

“i’m sorry i left you.”

“i’m sorry i killed him.”

“i won’t leave you again.”

“okay.”

“sometimes you realize you had a thing keeping you going that might be a lie. when you actually really understand that, that the whole thing might have been a lie the whole time it’s like you swallowed a stone.”

“i’m really scared.”

“i think your dad’s a drug dealer.”

“cool.”

“we live in properly fucked up times.”

“to be mad in a deranged world is not madness. it’s sanity.”

“sometimes it was important to lie.”

“are you crying?”

“no.”

“really kind. really sad. she just always found everything a bit much i think.”

“people can’t be answers. they’re just more questions.”

“you don’t care about me. you don’t give the tiniest, tiniest shit.”

“everyone has a reason for how they behave.”

“shut up. shut the fuck up. stop quoting yourself.”

“i think i understand what people mean to each other.”

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popular text posts + ask memes (part two) 

❛ i don’t have time for a relationship. do you know how many books i need to read? ❜ ❛ i think it’s hilarious when people tell me i’m laid back because i’ve pretty uch been screaming nonstop in my head since like fifth grade ❜ ❛ coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just… not good ❜ ❛ i’m a piece of shit, but it’s fine ❜ ❛ how i am supposed to have a lit summer with $4.65 ❜ ❛ i’m a huge fan of space; both outer and personal ❜ ❛ and to your left, you can see me, ruining everything ❜ ❛ any full cast musical number can be a solo if you believe hard enough ❜ ❛ kinda hungry, kinda horny, kinda tired, kinda wanna get a tattoo ❜ ❛ no amount of under eye concealer can cover up how tired i am of this world ❜ ❛ i’m ready for autumn, but not autumn responsibilities ❜ ❛ today i’m wearing a lovely shade of i slept like shit so don’t piss me off ❜ ❛ i’m not making enough boys nervous ❜ ❛ i really want my last words to be ‘hey, wanna see a dead body?’ ❜ ❛ don’t you hate it when money goes away when you spend it? ❜ ❛ i’m always a slut for conspiracy theories ❜ ❛ i wanna make a diss track about myself ❜ ❛ true friendship is bullying your friends into watching the tv shows you watch ❜ ❛ i’d be such a good girlfriend/boyfriend/s.o. you’re all missing out ❜ ❛ sorry i was late. i can’t conceptualize time. ❜ ❛ fuck what the aliens said ❜ ❛ sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments ❜  ❛ if outfit repeating was a crime i would be sentenced to life without parole ❜ ❛ does anyone have ten thousand dollars they don’t want? ❜ ❛ i want a sugar daddy, but i know nicki minaj wants me to be independent  ❜ ❛ i stress about stress before there’s even stress to stress about ❜ ❛ i don’t have plans for tonight or the rest of my life if anyone wants to have a drink or get married ❜ ❛ tbh sometimes you just gotta let me be dramatic because i will get over it, but let me be dramatic first. ❜ ❛ painfully average looking with a great sense of humor and always down to get drunk ❜ ❛ if we date, you have to hold my hand in the car. no exceptions. ❜ ❛ in an unfortunate development, i am now awake ❜ ❛ you’re hella bomb, hella cute, and anyone would be hella lucky to have you ❜ ❛ kinda hurt, kinda offended, kinda not planning on saying anything about it ❜ ❛ trying to embarrass me is so unnecessary. i do it to myself just fine. ❜ ❛ if you don’t think i’m a princess then you’re 100% right. i’m the fucking queen. ❜ ❛ fuck summer. i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october. ❜ ❛ lana may have fucked her way up to the top, but i am bullshitting my way up to the middle ❜ ❛ i don’t want to get involved in the drama, i just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened ❜ ❛ so… do you want to watch 49.7 hours of parks and recreation with me? ❜ ❛ i hit rock bottom like every two weeks ❜ ❛ can someone please be proud of me? like fuck, i’m trying. ❜ ❛ give me a few days to overthink about it ❜ ❛ can i sell my feelings on ebay? i don’t want them anymore. ❜ ❛ i’m really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time ❜ ❛ when does hibernation start because i am 100% participating in that ❜ ❛ don’t you hate it when you wake up and you’re awake ❜ ❛ i lowkey just wanna make sure you’re happy as fuck ❜ ❛ i literally have no idea what i’m gonna do if i don’t end up rich ❜ ❛ you know you’re in deep when you love listening to them talk and you get attached to their voice ❜ ❛ no offense, but when is it my turn for someone to be in love with me ❜ ❛ i’m an asshole with a really big heart ❜ ❛ i have to be funny because being hot is not an option ❜ ❛ can i apologize in advance for basically everything i will ever do ❜ ❛ okay that’s cool, but consider the following: snuggling with me until i fall asleep ❜ ❛ please handle me with care. i am a very sleepy and soft creature. ❜ ❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk. ❜

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Darker Extremely Naughty Starters

Send in one of the following quotes for a starter or drabble. Warning: these contain dom/sub, blood play and pet play/slave themes!!!

“So wet for me already when I haven’t even touched you…what a slut.” “What a good boy/girl/other, I think you deserve a reward…” “Bend over and spread your legs for your master.” “You will wear this collar because you are mine.” “Prove to me that you deserve my cock.” “I’m going to take you from behind like the dog you are.” “I’m going to carve my name into you with this knife so you never forget who you belong to.” “I wanna fuck you like an animal.” “I wanna feel you from the inside.” “Sit on my face and I’ll eat you out until you’re screaming my name.” “Such a pretty sight, all tied up in ropes.” “I didn’t tell you to speak.” “Hold me up against the wall, give it to me till I beg for more.” “Sink your teeth into my flesh.” “Don’t you dare let a single drop of my cum escape those lips.” “Bruises and scars suit you, pet.” “Your blood is like wine, simply intoxicating.” “Beg for me to cum inside you.” “I’ll fuck you so good you’ll forget all about them once you’ve had my cock inside you.” “Choke on my cock, you slut.” “Cold steel and heated skin, a perfect combination.” “Bite harder.” “Put that slutty mouth of yours to good use.” “Let me hear you sing for me, pet.” “Such a gorgeous thing you are, all covered in blood.” “I’m going to cum in that perfect ass/pussy, and then I’m going to put a plug in so you can feel me all day.” “You are mine, never forget that.” “Take off that collar and you’ll regret it.” “Ride me, let me see that pretty face of yours when you cum from my cock alone.” “Lick up your mess, whore.” “You’re like a bitch in heat,” “I’m going to spank your sexy little ass.” “Step on me.” “Little slut, already this wet from me grinding my foot on your crotch.” “Touch yourself for me.” “I feel safer in these chains.” “Please fuck me, I’ve been a good boy/girl/other.” “Put my arms above my head and shove my face into the bed.” “I’m a screamer, baby, make me a mute.” “Hold me down and make me scream.” “I don’t want gentle, I want to be fucked so hard it hurts.” “Use me.”