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Send "I'm here, princess." for my muse's reaction be being picked up like a princess.

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Send 🍰 to smear cake all over my muses face.

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Ask Memes ;; Sass Edition

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fck1x1:

I want to rp w someone that will be so invested in our ship/rp that we eventually become rp best friends and talk every day and not only talk abt our thread but abt our actual lives and all that fun stuff u know ?? is that just me ?? or ?????

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Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

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First-Time Interaction starter sentences

“I realise you don’t know me, but please help me, I think I’m going to pass out.” “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I saw someone put something in your drink. You didn’t drink from it already, did you?” “I got robbed and have no way of getting home. They got my phone, so I can’t call anyone. Could I please borrow your phone?” “Shit! Sorry, I didn’t see you there… Are you okay?” “Charlie! Imagine seeing you here!– Oh. Wait, you aren’t Charlie…” “Excuse me, I was looking to get my girlfriend a bra, could you help me– You’re not the shop assistant, are you?” “Watch out for that truck!” “Is this your wallet?” “You look very different to your profile picture…” “Look out where you’re going, asshole!” “Did you see that?! He had a gun.” “Are you the girl/guy from So You Think You Can Dance?!” “Err– I’m sorry to interrupt, but I was just walking behind you and I think you must have sat in something…” “I know I don’t know you and this might sound really strange, but do you have a room or a spare settee or something I could crash on? I could pay you… I just… I really need someone to help me out right now.” “HELP ME!” “Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.” “Are you alright? You look really pale.” “The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?” ”Have you lost something? Can I help?” “Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?”.

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Come into my inbox and try to make my muse blush!

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He doesn’t know what’s going on. Someone fill him in.

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five word prompts

[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.”

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scandal sentence starters aka lots of angst, sex, and murder.

send one for my muses reaction! Feel free to change any gender or anything that needs changing in order for it to make sense to have come from your muse.

❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞

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Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

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draws a little owl on the back of his hand. yuuka can't draw for shit.

Grab a marker and write something on my muse!

Akaashi blinked a little, lifting up his hand to examine the drawing on his hand. Oh. That was an..owl. It was an owl, right? It looked like one.

“Thanks.” 

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Torment my muse with questions. About their past, about their regrets, their unanswered hopes. Make my muse squirm.

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Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body. )

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"DO IT" (:3c hi)

Send “DO IT” and I will generate what my muse will do to yours.8. Kiss

Whatever came over him needed to leave immediately. Akaashi wasn’t sure as to what he was doing but he was doing..something, alright. 

The two of them had been talked into hanging out with each other since their captains were such good friends. What Bokuto and Kuroo didn’t think of was the fact that both setters were fairly quiet and kept to themselves.

They’d agreed to hang out at a park. Akaashi brought his camera and his cell phone, but nothing else.  Kenma seemed to have brought a blanket and a video game. At least they could keep themselves occupied if conversation barely happened.

After sitting in complete silence for about five minutes, Akaashi switched on his camera and played with the settings a bit. He set his lens to manual mode and positioned the viewfinder in front of his eye. He set out to find some object to take a picture of, but nothing interesting came into view until Kenma became a subject. The way the sunlight bounced off of his golden hair brought out his pale features. Huh. Now he sees how “cat-like” he is. 

Now adjusting the zoom and focus, Kenma was the focal point, while the background was slightly blurred. With a small click, Akaashi snapped a photo of Nekoma’s setter. Hopefully he didn’t notice.

--He spoke too soon, it seems. Akaashi let his camera fall to his stomach, the strap pressing against the back of his neck a little too hard. This caused him to lean forward a little, though he got very close to Kenma at this point. Huh. 

He really did have appealing features. His eyes almost reminded him of his own.

The silence that filled the two of them was rather..awkward. He didn’t know what to do, though his body seemed to act before his mind could.

Akaashi leaned forward, though it seemed he was stopped by the presence of his camera between them. That was..uncomfortable. He looked back up to Kenma before moving his camera out of the way with one hand and cupping his face with the other. His lips gently grazed Kenma’s before fully pressing on. 

...And this is where Akaashi’s thoughts catch up to his body’s own actions. Quickly, he pulled away and scooted back, looking in the other direction and clearing his throat. 

“Sorry.”

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Akaashi glanced over at Yuuka every now and then. He liked hanging out with her, he really did. She was one of the people that he hung out with the most other than Bokuto and Konoha. After mulling over his thoughts for a bit, he swung his backpack strap over both of his shoulders and huffed.

“Come with me if you want to, then. You can make decisions for yourself.”

Well, he wasn’t wrong. He didn’t like making decisions most of the time, but Yuuka was so persistent on keeping him out of trouble and being with him that he almost couldn’t refuse at this point.

“I can’t guarantee that you’ll enjoy yourself, though...”

With him successfully out of her reach, her hand fell to her side rather limply as disappointment washed over her whole body. Her shoulders slumped and her hands met in front of her with her fingers idly linking together. She hated that he was right but she just wanted to make sure he stayed safe. She thought very little about what would happen if it were her in the firing line; she only worried about him getting hurt.

Her green gaze lowered to the floor and a defeated sigh left her lips to fill the silence following his words. 

“I guess you’re right… I just can’t help it– worrying about you getting hurt. There’s nothing I can do about it really… I wish I didn’t worry so much, in honesty. It’s exhausting.”

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‘shut the fuck up’ delinquent au tho. go sh wtf did u do akaashi to get her to swear

Send ‘Shut the fuck up’ for my muses reaction

Akaashi’s eyed widened once those four words rang through his ears. She’d never been aggressive with him. She’d never cursed at him or in general, either. He really crossed the line this time, didn’t he?

“....”

He blinked a few times, biting at his lip as he looked away from her. He only wanted to keep her away from anything dangerous. Sure, self deprecating talk and such was something he did to try to make himself feel better about situations, but maybe this time it was actually bothering Yuuka.

Fuck.

“...Talk, then. Sorry.”