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Drink went wide eye’d, immediately concerned as he watched Ashoka fall over. “Are...Are you okay?” He asked, squinting his eyes as he stared at her. He could see the dinner set and he was feeling bad again. Coming home was a bad idea but he was too intoxicated to care. Walking over to her he offered her a hand but watched as she got up on her own. Frowning, he slowly sat down on the chair opposite of the fallen one. 

“Yeah. I got some air.” He slurred as he began piling on the macaroni onto his plate. He was starving. When he was sober he was never hungry, just hungover or usually coming down. Neither were fun. It was just easier to be drunk or high all the time. It made for a temporary band-aid on his life. Sure it peeled off sometimes but he could always put a new one on. 

Now, if he’d stop picking at the wound maybe it’d heal. 

“Did’ja miss me?” He teased, eating away at his food. God, he was starving and Grillby’s pretzels just didn’t cut it. 

 “Thanks for dinner, babe. It’s great.” He smiled before noticing his plant sitting near by. “Hey!!! It’s my buddy! You thought of everything!” He said, ignoring the pit he felt in his stomach. He could feel bad later, for now he was going to enjoy the ride.

“Fuck…” He murmured as he continued making his way to Grillby’s. It was the only place he could think clearly. 

Sitting in his usual place at the bar he smiled at Grillby and ordered his usual. He was only going to have one he told himself, then he’d go back to Ashoka. 

Of course that’s not what happened. One turned into two, two turned into three and so on so on. Before he knew it he was nearly falling over as Grillby kicked him out for the night. He had to go home now. 

Walking home…Or stumbling home he found his apartment and unlocked the door, but not without struggle. Getting inside it had to be about 9 o’clock at night. It was dark and he could see a light on in the livingroom. 

“Ashokaaaaaaaaaaaaa~” He sang. “Are you here?” He smiled wide like an oaf, personality changing completely.

( 💘 ) -  During the lapse of time Drinks was absent, Ashoka had prepared his macaroni and then some. At first, she simply finished the food and placed it in a bowl with a fork. But after the first hour, she thought that he’d probably enjoy it more if it came with some decor. Who didn’t like eating with eye-pleasing aesthetics around them? So she began looking around for whatever she could that might help liven up the atmosphere.  There was the potted plant that he adored sitting in one corner of the apartment. She knew Drinks considered it as close as a friend, so she decided to bring it within eyesight of the island the macaroni and bowl were set on. And things were already looking more appealing! Now, what else could she do? Thinking about it for a moment, the woman decided doing some cleaning would go a long way. Thus she spent the following two hours preoccupying herself with dusting, putting things away, tossing recyclables and trash into their appropriate receptacles, and even going so far as to straighten out any misaligned furniture. Pestered by her soulmate all the while.  She’d say thing like he wasn’t going to come back so long as they’re here, that she was wasting both time and effort, and questioned why she was trying so hard. What did Ashoka see in Drinks that wasn’t present in any other guy?  In her…  To which the ambassador always responded, “People do a lot of things they can’t explain when they’re in love, Cruella.” And that always shut her right up–for a while, at least. But she did eventually stop talking altogether after the fourth hour’s conclusion.

When Drinks did return, inebriated no less, it was to the scene of Ashoka sitting on a chair in front of the island. She was slumped over, resting against the cool tabletop with a makeshift vase and some freshly picked flowers to one side and a piece of notepaper to the other. A waterfall of well-brushed molten fudge cascaded down along her curved back as it rose and fell rhythmically, coming to a stop at the small dip in the middle. Her arms were tucked up and curled around her head, covering half of her visage. The note read, “Macaroni is in the microwave, keeping warm, help yourself~!” in her signature flowing script.  And while not entirely a light sleeper, Ashoka was certainly no bear in the middle of winter’s hibernation. When someone burst through a door singing at the top of their lungs, she wakes up. Not pretty, either.  She shot up off the tabletop with a startled noise, grasping the lip with such immediacy that it compounded upon the backwards momentum. The two front legs of the chair lifted up off the floor as the back tittered on the edge, and the back of the seat tipped back until gravity asserted its mandate upon the woman. In a fluid motion, she fell back and slammed against the neck of the chair as it impacted the tile, her whole body slanted at an odd angle due to the iron-tight hold of her hands on the counter top.  “Ow…” Ashoka groaned, face scrunched up in a grimace.  One of her hands finally released its grip on the lip and reached back to rub where she no doubt bruised her tailbone. Then she looked to the side and saw Drinks, her contorted features vanishing in an instant. She got back up onto her feet, standing the chair up anew before facing the man.  “Welcome back, Drinks–did you get the air you needed?”

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Drinks left for hours. He almost thought about not even going home, in fear Ashoka would still be there. He didn’t want to see her face right now. It made his chest feel tight and he was confused about how he felt about her. He knew he loved her, but his on going problems with addiction made it hard to see that clearly. 

He loved drugs more than he loved anybody. They were the only thing that were there for him all those years ago and now Ashoka shows up and treats him like a person. it was overwhelming. He’d never been cared about so intensely. It drove him mad thinking about what he was doing to her. Taking his phone out he stared at the blank screen. 

He stared and stared at the glowing names on his contacts list. Ashoka...then Alphys. He could call Ashoka and go home and continue trying to become sober or he could call Alphys and go party with her and Mettaton for the rest of the night. He decided on neither and shoved the phone back into his pocket. 

“Fuck...” He murmured as he continued making his way to Grillby’s. It was the only place he could think clearly. 

Sitting in his usual place at the bar he smiled at Grillby and ordered his usual. He was only going to have one he told himself, then he’d go back to Ashoka. 

Of course that’s not what happened. One turned into two, two turned into three and so on so on. Before he knew it he was nearly falling over as Grillby kicked him out for the night. He had to go home now. 

Walking home...Or stumbling home he found his apartment and unlocked the door, but not without struggle. Getting inside it had to be about 9 o’clock at night. It was dark and he could see a light on in the livingroom. 

“Ashokaaaaaaaaaaaaa~” He sang. “Are you here?” He smiled wide like an oaf, personality changing completely.

( 💘 ) - At the time, Ashoka thought she was doing something that’d alleviate the pain Drinks felt in that moment. Or, at least, numb it for a while. Hugging and words of comfort? Surely they’d be just what the man needed to hear. Then he’d feel better, if only marginally. That’s what her heart hoped, nay, longed for despite the more rational aspects of her psyche considering the opposite. But this was not the case.  He pulled from her embrace and left her standing, stooping over nothing but air. She felt a pang of anguish in her heart for but a moment as he cried out, mumbling before he hurried out of his own apartment. For air, he said. Something she caught only because of the silence following his rapid footsteps and sudden departure. He’d see her straighten up and rub the back of her neck as she awkwardly waved him off, a small smile spread across her features.  Then the door slammed shut, leaving the woman alone with her thoughts.  <That went about as well as I expected.>  Well, not entirely alone.  ‘Not now, please.’  Receiving the I-Told-You-So spiel from Cruella was the last thing Ashoka wanted right now.  <Well, at least this is his apartment–can’t really go anywhere else when night comes.>  Sighing, she turned around and returned to the meal she’d begun preparing before Drinks’ abrupt leave-taking. The quietude was unpleasant, something she’d never learned to cope with when not surrounded with her friends, family or what have you. And the popping and roiling of the water in its pot did naught to diminish the feeling of isolation.  She’d wait until he came back–she said she’d make him food, after all. And he’d probably be quite famished upon returning, so leaving it unattended and letting it grow cold wouldn’t make for a good lunch.  Dinner.  Whatever it’d be when he got back.

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💝

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

After going through the underground all the monsters threw a huge party in his name and all were really friendly and loving towards him. He felt for the first time in his life he meant something to someone. 

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💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

It’s his 14th birthday. The 3rd one he’s been alone in a row. His parents had promised to bring him to the amusement park but of course they were gone. Didn’t come home for a week. Drinks spent the entire week cleaning the house and making it look perfect and when his parents came home they told him to go to his room and didn’t say another word to him for the rest of the night. 

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❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

He’s sitting with Ashoka enjoying a coffee one morning. He’s high but comfortable. Ashoka is running her fingers through his hair as he hums softly go her. It’s a lazy afternoon and they’re both content. He feels good. He’s safe, warm and happy.

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Peer into my muse's memories

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

💕- A memory about their significant other

💞- A memory about their children

💓- A memory about their friends

💗- A memory about a good deed they did

💖- A memory that made them feel special

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding

💟- Wildcard!!!

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drug addiction starter sentences

"You have a problem!"

"I have a problem."

"What are those blue lines up your arm?"

"Are those track marks?"

"What's that powder under your nose?"

"Why have you been getting so many nosebleeds lately?"

"I found a needle in your drawer."

"I found your stash."

"How long have you been hiding this from me?"

"That's it. It's the drugs or me."

"You're going to die or end up in prison."

"You've hit rock bottom."

"How much did you take?"

"It's not that I want to get high anymore. I need it to survive."

"It's never been this bad."

"I need to talk to you about something I found in your room."

"Get that stuff out of my house!"

"I'm not mad. I'm just worried about you."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"It seems like your religion wouldn't allow this."

"I have to draw the line. I can't support your habits anymore."

"You're just as toxic as what you're putting in your body."

"Can you give me a discount?"

"You have to get help or we're through."

"You lost your job over this stuff, and you're about to lose me too."

"I'll always love you, but I sure don't like you when you're high."

"I didn't know you were into that stuff."

"You said you'd never use a needle."

"Thanks for the extra. It really helped me get by this week."

"Be honest. Do you love the drugs more than me?"

"Rehab would be good for you."

"I don't want to spend 70 days just waiting until I can get high again. I'm not going."

"It's the only thing that makes me feel anything anymore."

"I'm sorry, I'm choosing the drugs."

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Addiction starter sentences

“What happened to staying clean for me?!” “I’m supposed to believe this is you being sober? I’m not buying it.” “How many glasses have you had?!” “If you want to keep smoking, you’ll have to go outside.” “You told me you’d stop…” “You promised I wouldn’t find you like this again!” “Wanna shoot up?” “Have you been drinking? It’s not even noon!” “Let me smell your breath.” “What have you used this time?” “I see you’re still wasting away your days.” “How much did you take? Can you still hear me?!” “Are you trying to kill yourself?!” “I thought that place was going to make you better…” “You know if you go on like this, I’ll have to send you back to rehab. Is that what you want?” “Can you remember when we didn’t need this yet?” “Is the heroin really more important to you than I am?!” “Are you sure this stuff is safe?” “Right, that’s it, you’re going cold turkey.” “No, sit down! You’re having a bad trip. Let me help you.” “Have you any idea how much it hurts me to see you like this?!”

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100 Ways to Say ‘I Hate You’

I saw a post about 100 ways to say ‘I love you’, so I thought I’d make the anti-version if it doesn’t exist already. Roleplayers, send these to each other for angst reasons! Tw for emotional abuse, language, and some major rejection themes, though some  them are joking and could be used for friendly rivals or pals who play-insult one another. Change or add pronouns as necessary.

“You’re a disappointment to me.”

“I don’t care if you live or die.”

“I used to care about you. Now? I regret every second I wasted.”

“How do you think I feel? I’m pissed off!”

“Go. Just go.”

“If you come back, I won’t be here.”

“I’ve never despised someone as much as I despise you.”

“Ha! You think I care about you? What do you think I am, desperate?”

“I regret ever saying ‘hello’.”

“Leave and don’t come back, ever.”

“Remember when we first met? I wish I didn’t.”

“You’re the worst mistake I’ve ever made.”

“Don’t touch me. Don’t even look at me.” “You took months/years of my life away. I’ll never get those back.”

“I saw a trash bag on the side of the road today. Reminded me of you.”

“I could have been doing so much better than wasting my time with you.”

“You’re a sick bastard, you know that?”

“I don’t care.”

“Go ahead, leave. Don’t worry about coming back.”

“You’re such a piece of shit.”

“I didn’t think you could be any more of a shithead, but you just proved me wrong.”

“You’re so stupid.”

“Why do I waste my time with you?”

“You’re not the person I thought you were.”

“Hey! Just a daily reminder: you’re a piece of shit!”

“I deserve so much better.”

“We’re not friends. We were never friends!”

“I pretended to like you because I felt bad for you! How did you fall for that?”

“I never want to see you again.”

“You’ve done nothing but make my life a living hell.”

“Don’t apologize - you don’t deserve my forgiveness!”

“No, I’m never giving you another chance!”

“I wish you were never born.”

“You’re the last person I wanted to see right now.”

“I’d rather be working with anyone else in the whole world right now.”

“When you get back, your shit’s gonna be on the front lawn. Take it and get out.”

“Go ahead, choose them! You deserve each other.”

“I don’t know what they see in you.”

“You’re an embarrassment to me.”

“You’re an embarrassment to all of us.”

“I wish it was you. I wish it was you to die instead of them.”

“God, why did I have to end up working with the biggest asshole in the world?”

“How could you think I ever loved you? You seriously think I’d sink that low?”

“Sorry, I just puked in my mouth a bit. I accidentally looked at your face.”

“How can you even live with yourself?”

“If I was your mirror, I’d break myself just so you would throw me in the trash and I wouldn’t have to look at you.”

“Being with you was the worst time of my life.”

“You’re a monster.”

“Not a day goes by that I don’t wake up wishing I was dead because of you.”

“I’m going to ruin your fucking life.”

“You said you would change, but you never did! You never will!”

“Some people are just born to fail. Sorry you’re one of the unlucky ones.”

“You’re so worthless, you hardly even exist to me.”

“I wish I could go back to the day I met you, and just walk away.”

“If you give me that look one more time, I’m skipping jump-rope with your large intestines.”

“Honestly, I’m embarrassed to even know you.”

“Ugh, it smells like something died in here. Oh. It’s just you.”

“You need to stop. You hurt everyone around you!”

“Until you get your shit together, I don’t want to hear you complain.”

“Look at you. You’re disgusting.”

“Stop making me look bad.”

“You have a face that makes me wish punching people wasn’t frowned upon in our society.”

“Shut your mouth. I don’t want to hear your obnoxious voice.”

“Go play in traffic.”

“Fuck off.”

“If I saw you in the ocean clinging to a log for safety, I’d save the log and let you drown. At least wood can become something useful, like toilet paper.”

“How could I ever love something as terrible and hideous as you?”

“I can’t even look at you right now.”

“It was all a lie.”

“I never loved you, and I never will.”

“Don’t try to beg. It won’t work.”

“You’re not worth the mud on the bottom of my shoes.”

“Look at you. You’re pathetic. I’ve never seen a sadder sight.”

“I’m going to hurt you slowly, and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.”

“For what you did to them, I’ll do the same to you.”

“An apology? You want to offer an apology? No. I don’t accept it.”

“You’re everything I hate in a person.”

“I wish you were dead.”

“You’re nothing to me. Less than nothing!”

“What a sad sack of shit you are.”

“My life is in fucking shambles thanks to you!”

“How could you? You bastard!”

“I’d rather eat sewage than ever touch you again.”

“Hey asshole, I’m here to ruin your day, just like I did yesterday and the day before that.”

“You’d be more useful if you weren’t even alive.”

“Hey, it’s my least favorite waste of space.”

“Every day that I woke up next to you, I was tempted to smother you with a pillow while you slept.”

“Love you? Don’t make me laugh.”

“Just thinking about you makes me sick to my stomach.”

“You deserve a slow and painful death for what you’ve done.”

“I can’t stand people like you.”

“Stop doing that thing. You know, that thing I hate. Breathing.”

“If I could trade you for a nest of angry wasps, you would be long gone.”

“I can’t wait to dance on your grave.”

“If we were the last two people on earth, I’d be subtracting one.”

“I never want to see the likes of your filth around here again.”

“I’m disgusted by you.”

“Fuck you!”

“If I ever see you again, it will be far too soon.”

“I have three words for you: Burn. In. Hell.”

“I hate you.”

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Cry plays “Bioshock: Infinite” - sentence starters - Part 11

1. “You’re still working? Impressive.” 

2. “I knew I’d find something over here.” 

3. “What are you all freaking out about?” 

4. “I love those things. Share.” 

5. “Don’t be sad. Come on, we’ll get through this.” 

6. “I think they’re bad, _____.” 

7. “Let’s see if I can hit ‘em from a long-range distance.” 

8. “Ow! Rude!” 

9. “These are new. These are definitely new.” 

10. “Stop fucking shooting me!” 

11. “That’s fine. You don’t need to give me more. That’s good. Really.” 

12. “I know, it was pretty cool, right?” 

13. “This is a terrible idea! I don’t like this idea anymore!” 

14. “Now kill them all for me. That would be a great help.” 

15. “Wow, you’re actually very efficient. Good job.” 

16. “Become my minion.” 

17. “I think we’re doing pretty well for ourselves, if you ask me.” 

18. “Nice jump. Hope you didn’t hurt your legs. Looked like it might’ve hurt.” 

19. “Nothing else up here? Don’t want to miss anything fancy.” 

20. “What is this, like, a prison? I think it might be.” 

21. “Let’s go bust out people. We’ll be heroes.” 

22. “I don’t need anything. Really. I’m doing pretty fine.”

23. “That was some pretty intense business, _____. I’m sorry you had to go through it. I’m sorry it made you who you are now.”    

24. “But, you know, maybe it’s for the best. If you really think about, were you really a fan of who you were before? Sometimes change is a good thing.” 

25. “Now I’m a cool guy/girl again. I don’t need giant explosions to be cool, right?” 

26. “You’re taking too long!” 

27. “You’re so talented.” 

28. “You’re dead. I’m sorry.” 

29. “Oh gross. S/he was made of bugs.” 

30. “It’s like Inception with Leonardo DiCaprio. We just go deeper and deeper into the dream. It’s freaking me out, ______.” 

31. “Yeah, I’ll try it out. Why not?” 

32. “These _____ are a lot more trouble than their worth, if you think about it, ______.” 

33. “If I don’t know what it is, I shoot it.” 

34. “There’s a lot more people here than there was the last time I was around.” 

35. “Oh fuck, I hit the wrong guy!” 

36. “I like this stuff. It’s a lot cooler than it was before.” 

37. “I look good.” 

38. “We gotta go become heroes, even though we already are heroes.” 

39. “Why do you care about money in the face of death like this?” 

40. “I don’t understand you very much.”  

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Send me ☃️ for our muses to be playing out in the snow!

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So, do you think you might bring back the Chara blog. Or will that remain to be seen? Just a little curious.

What chara blog?

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Now that I don’t drink and do drugs parties are boring

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Are you up to get frisky~?

“always”

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Drinks, How many drinks did you have during the time your mun put you hiatus? Remember, No one like a drunk frisk. Things get too frisky.

I lost count months ago.

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“You don’t gotta to that.” He slurred with a laugh. “It was my fault. If anything I should buy YOU a drink.” He said looking at the empty glass. Nothing sadder in this world. He thought to himself staring at the empty glass. He would love another drink but his friend had given him some extra cash so he was more than capable of buying his own drink.

@dtdeath Liked for a starter. 

“Woah! Didn’t see ya there.” He said as his drink spilled all over the front of the other. “I’m so sorry about that.” He laughed as he waved over to Grillby. A universal sign that he’s spilled another one. “Let me help you clean up.” Drinks said, looking at them with an apologetic smile.