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So the wedding has had me pretty much entirely gone for the weekend; yesterday was the big event itself and today was just sleep and Mad Max: Fury Road. That being said, I will be on when I wake up to respond to drafts and create some actual proper posts!

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(becomingfear):

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          blood drips down his mouth as he shoves his face full of the slowly cooling cadaver.  he’s hungry, and it tastes delicious, and no, he’s not up for sharing.

          and yet people lurk.  he can hear someone not too far away, but the owl doesn’t care, not as he eats his meal, and only truly begins to pay attention once the person is right in front of him–and that ‘right in front of him’ is more of a few metres away thing.

          but he looks up, rolling his head around and pursing his lips.  “i’m not sharing.”

Annoyance surges through her twice. First because he assumes that she has fallen low enough to rely on the scraps of others, second because she has and she knows it. Two hundred. That is the number of times that doctor removed her kakuhou, over two hundred. It is her massive regenerative abilities that she has to thank for her life. However, even they could not restore her to the strength she once was, not with the conditions she lives with. 

How long has it been since she ate a fresh kill? Since she felt properly full, or even like she has overeaten? The thought makes her mouth water. But it is just thoughts for the time being since the ghoul before her claims the entire corpse for himself and she doubts she could take him.

Rize does not allow him to see how entirely displeased she is with her, nor does she act like she has fallen as far as she has. Instead, she smiles and lets out a girlish giggle. “I have no interest in your scraps,” she lies. She leans forward curiously. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. What should I call you, hmm?”

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reblogkarma:

HEADCANON VERSION:

drawing a photo of something they love

humming a song quietly under their breath

dancing around the room to their favourite song 

crying at a really sad movie

singing a song that reminds them of your muse

reciting one of their favourite poems

studying for a test they think will be hard

throwing up after ‘last night’

passed out on the couch

decorating for their favourite holiday

making a mess in the kitchen while cooking their favourite meal

super drunk and/or high 

being hit on by a stranger

laughing at a funny joke

talking on the phone to a family member

Send me “oh...” for your muse to catch mine:

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forthegloryofasgard:

Or send 👄 to kiss my muse.

Send 💋 for a kiss from my muse.

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rebekah-mikaelsonx

Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.

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riddlcd:

It’s incredibly BRIEF, but a smile graces; so Rize can be clumsy, ( somehow, that’s COMFORTING. ) ❝I understand,❞ he speaks SOFTLY, fingers tapping her cheek LIGHTLY before drawing back vivid locks of hair behind her ear. A mental note is made: next time, he’ll bring back more meat, hopefully enough to satisfy.

❝Are you still hungry ??❞

Surprise flickers across her features. It had been a stupid, desperate move, and she knows it. A part of her expected to be called out on it. But he... understands? That is kinder than she would have been. She would have been all laughter and mockery. He, on the other hand, is understanding and concern.

Rize finds herself leaning into his touch ever so slightly. “Yes,” she murmurs. 

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beautifulgluttony:

Like this for a starter, and feel free to let me know if you prefer two-liner or paragraph.

So I hear you like RP.

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There were those who did not like to eat. They thought that it was cruel to relish the crunching of bone as it splintered into the muscle to dot it like strawberry seeds. That eating more than what was necessary was inhumane. That enjoying yourself made you a monster. Was eating more than was necessary wasteful? Maybe, but that didn’t mean she cared.

Rize didn’t like to think about things like what made her a monster and what didn’t.  She preferred to ensure that she was content. Eating made her feel warm, full, and helped chase away the dreadful boredom of day to day life. And the chase? The look on someone’s face when they realized what creature was before them? The desperate pleas for their life? Oh, that was fun.

A crimson stained grin crossed her face as she pulled a handful of innards out of her latest kill. She had only played with this one for a little while. Playing with her food was fun, but devouring it was even better at times. This time she had been more than a little peckish, thus granting this man the gift of a (relatively) quick death. She supposed she would make a horrifying sight to anyone passing by the dark little alley. A gorgeous woman, soaked in blood and feasting on guts as if they were spaghetti. Personally, she would find it rather beautiful, but so few humans possessed the capability to see that.

Of course, it didn’t matter if they did. Any human who passed by right now would be swiftly taken care of.

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shouty-y:

The Binge Eater

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formerfirstson-archive:

[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today? [text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here [text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after. [text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW [text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this one’s for Team USA. [text] He gave me the “find somebody who wants to date you for who you are” speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants. [text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese [text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it [text] Seriously. I’m like, “Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you’re so fucking intelligent I’m turned on?” [text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet? [text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I’m keeping him. [text] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life. [text] It’s a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later. [text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever. [text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife. [text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old woman’s birthday party for the food. Whoops. [text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle. [text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. I’d say it was a pretty successful Thursday night. [text] I’m wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real. [text] He’s like… An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It’s almost unsettling [text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I’ve found the One. [text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while… if you happen to find your balls then join us [text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”… [text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba” [text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog. [text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever. [text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me [text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings. [text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was “chug-a-lug” [text] There’s a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork. [text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine [text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there. [text] He told me he loved me. I didn’t know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him [text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten [text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly. [text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter. [text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I’ve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury [text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man’s heart. [text] When was the last time you wore pants? [text] I’ve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation [text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast. [text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time [text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person. [text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So how’s your day going? [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today. [text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. What’s wrong with this tradition? [text] all i’ve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila. [text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys don’t exist? [text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special [text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention [text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the “High While Analyzing Disney Movies” texts begin. [text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He won’t quit poking me on fb [text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes [text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won’t be me. I’m drinking liquor out of a fishbowl. [text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy [text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster [text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing. [text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on [text] Let’s play a little game called “Chill the Fuck Out” - you’re our first contestant [text] Didn’t get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie. [text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion. [text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat [text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance? [text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out [text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game [text] i think its awesome that according to your mom i’m your friend that caught on fire. [text] So fucked up. Can’t tell if I’m starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out. [text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day. [text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship. [text] you traded sex for a burrito? [text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos. [text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there. [text] it’s not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher. [text] You’re always adorable, but when you’re drunk, you’re like Chia Pet adorable. [text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest [text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box [text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year old’s Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day. [text] It’s like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal it’s gummy bears and instead of milk it’s vodka. [text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go [text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome. [text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying “i mean who doesn’t like cheetos” [text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you [text] I left a cheeto on everyone’s car trailing to the house i’m at, hanzel and gretel style. [text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again. [text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs [text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar. [text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year [text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something. [text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex. [text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing ‘follow the yellowbrick road’. i’m pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted [text] It’s like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job. [text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes? [text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles. [text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy! [text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen. [text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter. [text] So I woke up today with someone’s door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok. [text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know. [text] Because when I say ‘You shouldn’t drink anymore’, she hears, ‘I personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinks’ [text] okay, this game isn’t funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are. [text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing. [text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed [text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat. [text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone [text] never. drinking. again. [text] I’m gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see. [text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night [text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now [text] i’m out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction. [text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.

texts from last night! meme

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an unexpected detour

For  riddlcd , continued from here

It had been a simple plan at first. Draw him in (not hard, considering the way he had been eyeing her), accept his offer for a date, ask him to walk her home, and have herself a nice meal when all was said and done. Such an easy thing to do. Then, when she was about to take a bite, she didn’t. Instead, she started thinking. Her hunger was unyielding, never satisfied, pinching at her where she assumed other ghouls, the ones who thought themselves so above it all, must feel some semblance of peace, that the notion of letting someone go was laughable. Yet... maybe she shouldn’t eat this one quite yet.

When all was said and done, their ‘date’ had been pleasant. Kaneki Ken made good company. Sometimes, even monsters desired for a human touch.

It had started with her changing her mind and spiraled into this. Good or bad? She wasn’t sure. As she opened her eyes and offered a smile to the person across from her, Rize told herself that if things went downhill she could still have a nice meal. If they didn’t... she might still feel a little peckish. Still. Last night was, in her opinion, not regrettable in the least.

Rize stretched her arms out and gave a light yawn. “Good morning, Kaneki. Did you sleep well?”

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Drabble List!

Rain: I'll write a drabble of our characters having fun in the rain

Kill: I'll write an angsty drabble of my character violently killing yours.

Defend: I'll write a drabble of my character protecting yours.

Fight: I'll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours.

Death: I'll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed.

Mourn: I'll write a drabble of my character mourning yours.

Pet: I'll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet (specify what kind of pet).

Wash: I'll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together (specify).

Pool: I'll write a drabble of our characters swimming together.

Beach: I'll write a drabble of our characters at the beach together.

Sing: I'll write a drabble of my character singing to yours.

Snow: I'll write a drabble of our characters building a snowman together.

Game: I'll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours.

Movie: I'll write a drabble of our characters watching a movie together.

Shop: I'll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping.

Cook: I'll write a drabble of our characters cooking food together (specify the food).

Sleep: I'll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.

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kooriism:

  he raises an eyebrow in return, his head pounding and his mood not good enough to deal with this. 

    “ and so you assume its alright to just break in wherever you please and sleep? “ he asks, alarm not quite reaching his voice. after all, koori is fairly confident in his abilities to defend himself.

The corners of her lips twitch into a smile that edges so close to being a smirk. “I don’t think I’d call it breaking and entering when the door was open,” she teases. It's a painful truth. The reason she had set her eyes upon Ui’s house is because the door had been wide open. Just how drunk had the man been last night? Probably enough that he would have made an easy meal. However, her own exhaustion had driven her to choose sleep over the rare opportunity presented before her.

The hunger pangs in her stomach are making her begin to regret that. Who would win: hungover man or damaged ghoul? Not yet. She isn’t going to try and find that out quite yet.

“I took the liberty of locking it for you. I’m sorry if it’s a little unsettling, but sleeping in a strange house sounded better than wandering the streets at night.” Who would leave begrudge an innocent young lady who was simply seeking shelter?

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beautifulgluttony:

Like this for a starter, and feel free to let me know if you prefer two-liner or paragraph.

So I hear you like RP.

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kosunke:

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          meeting a person from the past whom you’ve met only once, hide felt, was similar to trying to sing along to a song you had half-forgotten half-known lyrics to.  in all honesty, seeing rize again made him feel more like he had walked back three years prior–that he could stop her now from that date, and stop any of this from happening.

          none of that is what happens though.  what does happen is that when he trips over her skirt, his coffee spills all over her book–and her–and he goes tumbling down, slamming his head hard on the outside ground, and he groans out an apology automatically.

          “i’m so sorry ma’am!”

She feels skittish. That’s wrong, she isn’t supposed to feel skittish. She’s proud. A predator. Rize Kamishiro is the binge eater. The ghoul who bested Jason, rained havoc upon the eleventh ward, and couldn’t be caught by the CCG no matter how hard they tried. She is more of a threat than anything she could possibly encounter.

At least, she used to be. 

Damn Kanou. The thought swims through her mind as she finds herself checking her surroundings every few minutes. She is reading as she walks, but she can’t bring herself to properly focus on the words. The simple act of focusing is now one that requires significant effort. While she may be out of the lab and out of Yomo’s box she is not better. No matter how much she tries, she isn’t the same as she used to be.

This jittery haze is what causes her to miss how close Hide gets until it’s too late. With a yelp and a splash of coffee, she is dragged down with him. Despite the annoyance welling within her she begins the verbal niceties. “No, no, it’s-” the words die on her tongue when she gets a good look at the person she collided with. He smells good, but so does everyone else. (She’s so, so hungry. She always is.) What gets her is that she’s seen him before, sitting with a shy little bookworm she was once planned to eat.

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           “so–do i know you?  you smell kinda familiar…  it’s really weird.  wait–wait, i think i know you!  you’re….  you’re like haise ain’t ya?”

“Hm? I’m sorry, I don’t know a Haise.” Her tone was the light and cheerful one she carefully maintained with an additional hint of surprise. As she spoke the gears in her head turned. Haise... one of the experiments that doctor had used her for?

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Warm Bodies Starter Sentences

"Now you're supposed to say that I'm pretty too"

"Don't be creepy. Don't be creepy. Don't be creepy."

"Who the hell do we shoot?"

"I actually miss him/her."

"Like... he could be your boyfriend/girlfriend? Your zombie... zombie boyfriend/girlfriend?"

"Oh, you're a purist, huh?"

"Chill out, _______. He/She can dream if he wants to."

"They don't bother us much, but they'll eat anything with a heartbeat."

"All I'll ever be is a slow, pale, hunched-over, dead-eyed zombie."

"We're seeing corpses fighting skeletons, sir/ma'am."

"Say something human."

"Nice watch."

"Are you actually dreaming right now?"

"I don't even know what I am."

"It's not gonna happen, lover boy/girl. Not after you told her you ate her ex."