overcomingmxdness

[overcomingmxdness]

receiver finds sender covered in blood Flutter bat to discord

"Fluttershy, darling, you.. You got a little... Uhm..."

Discord snapped his fingers, taking his handkerchief to her fur with gental dabbing. "I sweat, your feeding can get so messy at times."

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hard-hitting q’s for character development… 

does your muse trust their instincts? 

what is an action your muse regrets NOT taking? 

would your muse risk themselves to save another?

would your muse kill someone if it meant saving another life?

could your muse cut ties with a loved one for the greater good?

would your muse be able to survive alone, in the wild, for a week? 

what does your muse consider their comfort zone, ie. safest place? 

if your muse became immortal, would they view it as a blessing or curse?

what does your muse consider the greatest challenge they’ve overcome? 

what does your muse consider the challenge they could never overcome?

does your muse see themselves as a pessimist or optimist? somewhere in between? 

does your muse believe in the idea of an afterlife? what does their ideal version look like?  

if your muse could redo one moment in their childhood, what would it be and how would they change it?

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“I tend not to be a violent individual, but I am finding myself reaching close to the possibility of striking you. I apologize, but you are getting on my last nerve.” From Finlay, for Billiam, unprompted

"Awww, Finnie! Don't be so dour, big guy!"

Bill hovered up beside the other, grin tugging at his features with a simple kind of sadism.

"I'm sure we can be the best of pals! I mean, really- think of all I could offer a guy like you! And really, isn't it all about perspective?"

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Heyyyyyyy guys.

Sorry for.. being so sparse lately. I'm not trying to drop threads or go on another hiatus, I'm not abandoning my account. Some... stuff, has happened.

I do not feel safe in my home right now. Boogey is trying his best to help me, as are my roommates, but some things have transpired that are making my situation stressful and I am afraid to disclose them publicly.

Every second of my time has been focused on working, chewing through commissions, and trying to make my life stable again.

I'm going to take the small amount of free time I have today to get some writing done.

I love you guys, and I have missed you all so much.

[overcomingmxdness]

"BE THE PROBLEMS YOU WISH TO SEE IN THE WORLD!"

G̴A̷Y̵ ̷R̵I̸G̴H̵T̸S̵ ̸G̷A̵Y̸ ̵W̷R̶O̴N̴G̸S̶

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You gonna complain about my attitude or fuck it out of me ?

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ANTAGONISM — WORKING TOGETHER

"Focus for once!" "I don't trust you." "Stop following me." "Have it your way…" "Let's get this done." "Don't get any ideas." "Fine, don't trust me." "Silent treatment, eh?" "Just you try anything." "Is this a joke to you?" "Turning on me? Already?" "Trying to leave me behind?" "I should just let you die." "Better the enemy you know." "I got nothing to say to you." "You're getting on my nerves." "Like it or not, you need me." "We should do this more often." "Are you always this brooding?" "I'll play nice as long you do." "Are you capable of being quiet?" "We're in this together partner." "Tough luck, you're stuck with me." "I'm your only ticket out of here." "I'm not here because I want to be." "I already told you how it works…" "You, me, the tension between us…" "What're you going to do? Arrest me?" "You know me… for better or worse." "I'm not letting you out of my sight." "Are you getting in my way on purpose?" "Ah, come on, what's with the attitude?" "What? Scared I'll stab you in the back?" "You're here for the [ _ ] aren't you?" "Not how I saw my day going, but alright." "How was I supposed to know it was a trap?!" "Give that to me, I don't trust you with it." "Don't give me that look, this is your fault." "Lighten up, you can kill me some other time." "Not thinking of double-crossing me, are you?" "Figures you couldn't handle this on your own." "I was never letting you leave this place alive." "Doesn't this just make you all warm on the inside?" "This, here? Was never going to work out between us." "Are you capable of taking anything seriously? At all?" "What? Don't tell me you're surprised by this outcome." "The faster this is done with, the faster we can part ways."

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"Not exactly."

"I orchestrate opportunities for them to potentially escape, sure. If they're smart enough. they succeed. And then the hunt begins again! More opportunities to torment them, hunt them down, make sure they feel no place is safe from my reach. If they fail, I get to mock them for their pitiful attempts and use their failure as a fresh form of torture!"

"You gotta keep it fresh! Otherwise, what's the point?"

Doom sits up straighter when Bill floats down to eye level with her. She presses her lips together as she tries to understand what he's getting at, but all that comes to her mind is frustration over missing out.

"See, all that would do is just make me go out and start another painting. As close as I could get to the first one. And I'd be pretty fucking pissed off at whoever burned down my house. I mean, if someone was responsible." She can't help but laugh a little bit at how silly this all sounds now, though. "I mean, the one who got away wouldn't really getting away, is what I'm saying. Maybe it wouldn't be as pretty as the first painting, but it'd still be mine. Why? Do you let them get away?"

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"I'm on probation!"

Bill chuckled, hovering just above the gambler's eye level with a wicked, eager smile. He reached ahand down to grasp the leg of his pant, lifting to reveal a strange device strapped to his ankle.

"Turns out, my rampage qualifies as somewhat of a psychotic break- at least that's what the doctors called it. So, in order to 'reform myself', I've been ordered to use my powers for the benefit of every survivor of my reign of glory-"

The device let out a violent buzzing sound as Bill began to convulse, trembling like a moth that had flown into a powerline.

"Right, sorry. Reign of Terror."

"OH , I MISSED YOU , ALRIGHT." A little 'heads up' about Bill's arrival would've been great. At least that way he would've had his brass knuckles ready to punch the little twerp into next year. But even then it probably wouldn't have been enough , seeing as it clearly didn't work the first time. "Like I miss a strange rash that came outta nowhere." Stan grumbled , jabbing a finger at him. "Y'got five seconds to start talkin' , Cipher. The hell're you doin' here ?"

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"Yes. Anything. I'll even run a week in the Trials while you find a replacement, just please don't tell my old man I fucked up your harvest. P l e a s e, Tennie."

"I upset him enough by screwing up Weirdmaggeddon, and if Yoggie or my old man find out I'm free again, I'll be fucked."

Wide, terrifying grins appeared across much of Tenebros' body at Bill's begging. "Anything?" she repeated.

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"I do, in fact, have excellent taste."

waifu test

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"Finally. The recognition I truly deserve."

waifu test

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Have you not interacted with my muse yet?

Do you want to? OwO

Like this post for me to either make you a started, dig through your memes, or respond to one of your Open Starters!

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"Ohhh, oh b o y."

"You're not.. tooo pissed, are ya Tennie? Come on, you know it was an honest mistake, right?"

"Please don't tell Pops, I'll never hear the end of it. I'll do anything, Tennie, PLEASE."

"Quite. That is something I wanted to talk to you about, however."

The light suddenly took on a slightly red tint.

"I was working on a planet in one of those dimensions you popped."

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"Some folks just don;t appreciate thoughtfulness. I would think mastery of life and death would make an ideal gift for an old timer!"

"Gift a man a Necronomicon and he outright refuses it. I swear it's hard shoppin' fer old people."

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

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"Not even close. I can feel everything."

"And I do mean.. e v e r y t h i n g."

Something in his voice purrs, the golden glint in that slit-pupil eye catching light as Bill looms. Kitty is a fascinatng creature- and the way she looks at him, like some wild animal she doesn't quite comprehend- it fuels him. If bleeds color into the greyscale of his day.

Confusion is, to him, the best emotion. The most fun. Confusion breeds curiosity, and curiosity can only be sated by knowledge. And knowledge, oh knowledge breeds madness.

What was the world without it?

"Oh, but where are my manners?" he cooed, taking a gentle bow. "I've completely made a fool of myself."

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Billiam Cipher. But everyone just calls me Bill."

She can't place it but he seems ... wrong. He's already too comfortable for her liking, for one. With her and their situation. Although, that in itself wasn't inherently a red flag. Hundreds of men had pulled something like this, getting a little too close to her because they felt they were allowed to be or be a little too familiar because they felt they felt she owed them that. But this... does not feel like that. If it was just standard creepery, the dancer could handle that without an issue.

He feels wrong. But, she would be lying if she said she was not intrigued. That was always her weakness, after all: curiosity. Kitty can't help but allowing a polite smile to take to her countenance.

❛  Mmm. Unfortunate for you, then, being I am not a rube. ❜ She offers a small shrug from petite shoulders. Her arms cross beneath her bust, subtly as if to protect herself. ❛  Personally, I have little to no feeling in my feet at times. But I don't think that's what you experience, right? ❜

She's got no name. She's got no idea what he is about. All Kitty knows is he is.... weird.