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TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS ! Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.

drunk texts:

( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am

( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u

( ✉ → sms ) i look so fuckigjn GOOD

( ✉ → sms ) i csnst stop throwiging up

( ✉ → sms ) fu ck you  for hurting me

( ✉ → sms ) why dotn you ever call me anymore huh

( ✉ → sms ) stop being so fuckigjn borign and coekm to my party

( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed

( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry

( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu

hateful texts:

( ✉ → sms ) you’re pathetic

( ✉ → sms ) you make me miserable

( ✉ → sms ) fuck you. delete my number.

( ✉ → sms ) you never meant anything to me, anyway.

( ✉ → sms ) fuck your apologies, you can keep them.

( ✉ → sms ) congrats on always ruining everything

( ✉ → sms ) my life would be so much easier without you.

( ✉ → sms ) and next time you feel like calling me… don’t.

( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.

( ✉ → sms ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.

misc/random texts:

( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.

( ✉ → sms ) help me think of a name for my new dog

( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me

( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?

( ✉ → sms ) no one’s ever made me feel the way you do.

( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.

( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good

( ✉ → sms ) today is the oldest you’ve ever been, but the youngest you’ll ever be again…

( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.

( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.

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various starters

❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜

❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜

❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜

❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜

❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜

❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜

❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜

❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜

❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜

❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜

❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜

❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜

❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜

❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜

❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜

❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜

❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜

❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜

❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜

❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜

❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜

❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜

❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜

❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜

❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜

❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜

❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜

❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜

❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜

❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜

❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜

❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜

❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜

❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜

❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜

❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜

❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜

❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜

❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜

❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜

❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜

❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜

❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜

❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜

❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜

❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜

❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜

❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜

❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜

❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜

❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜

❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜

❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜

❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜

❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜

❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜

❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜

❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜

❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜

❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜

❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜

❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜

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aflashoffaith:

“The people here are the village. I can learn the new buildings easily enough on my own, don’t you think? But the stories I’ve missed… I’m afraid I need a little help with that one.”

He reached out to grip Raidou’s shoulder, firmly, but the touch was kept brief- it seemed absurd, too, to act like he still had wisdom to impart, that his role as a teacher hadn’t diminished. Out of anyone else his words might have seemed insincere, whimsical nonsense, but Minato truly believed them. Truly cared for the paths his comrades had taken, his people had endured.

Raidou wasn’t the only perceptive one, his ability to read his once guard a much fresher talent in Minato’s memory, and it was all rather humbling, coming to terms with his place as an outdated relic.

“But- tea sounds good too, I’ll trust your judgement.”

That might have been a little lighter, an invitation to remember that this wasn’t just official business- no matter how Kakashi had framed it while asking.

          “Of course, Minato-sama. I’d be happy to help.” Raidou feels irrationally chastised, even when Minato’s touch draws his gaze and he realises that his former mentor isn’t as tall as he seemed when Raidou was nineteen, and he remembers that Minato is no longer his teacher or leader. It’s mildly disorienting; Minato has always been someone he looked up to --- literally and figuratively. The years have done nothing to temper his respect and loyalty, however, as much as it has done nothing to lessen the effect Minato’s always had on people -- on him -- with or without his hokage mantle.

          “Well --- ” Raidou tries to think of something to offer as he leads them down the street, towards a cluster of buildings on the edge of a residential district. He doesn’t know where to begin, or what Minato would actually care about. “Genma’s finally settled down with a girlfriend --- they’re actually approaching their second year together. Unbelievable, right?" Because he recalls the four of them joking about Genma’s notorious dating habits after their training sessions, and it seems like a light enough topic to start with. Raidou huffs a sound of amusement, incredulous yet happy for his closest friend. “I guess anything really is possible if you’re persistent enough.”

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Tell me, father, which to ask forgiveness for: what I am, or what I’m not? Tell me, mother, which should I regret: what I became, or what I didn’t?

thoughts of a stray iii | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

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           “Oh --- hello.” Naturally, it’s not uncommon that fellow shinobi and friends patronise his family’s restaurant from time to time. It’s uncommon, however, that they’re aware it’s his family’s restaurant until they chance upon Raidou in the restaurant’s apron --- which is the case for Yamato now. They’re not terribly well-acquainted --- if at all --- but the other man is a recognised member of the infamous Team 7, so that oddly sheepish feeling settles in his gut like it does in every similar encounter with other shinobi he knows. “Yamato-san, right? Uh, are you ready to order?”

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            “Alright --- time out,” as he smoothly slips an arm around Sasuke’s assailant and bodily pries him off the Uchiha kid. Shoving the raving man away, Raidou shifts to stand between them, back to his raven-haired charge as he levels the other man with an unspoken warning to back the hell off. Honestly, how did he get saddled with traitor babysitting duties? And he’d been forced to come out of hiding, too. God forbid the precious Uchiha compromises his probation on a brawl he didn’t start, right? Exhaling softly, Raidou turns to Sasuke when the other man's gone. “You okay?”

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why was i crying of happiness when i read this?

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Chapter 327

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          “So... which bet did you lose to end up with Genma as a date?” he jokes good-naturedly, about forty-two awkward seconds into the silence that lapses after Genma disappears to the loo and Raidou’s friendly female companion --- actually, he doesn’t know where she went. He tries not to think about it. 

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           “He’s gone,” Raidou informs casually without prompting, two seconds after a blur of green zooms right past their booth. Gai is so fixated on the path Kakashi had seemingly taken that he’d missed the jounin who’d smoothly slipped himself into the seat opposite Raidou. Lowering his propped hand to rest folded arms on the table, he regards the other man with a warring mix of amusement and mild exasperation. “Do I want to know?”

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aflashoffaith:

“Mmn. Thank you, Raidou.”

It seemed almost absurd, for a man now several years older than he to defer so easily to his (long outdated) seniority. Certainly he’d had to grow accustomed to such things when he’d taken on the title of Hokage so young, had to learn how not to allow sheepish embarrassment to show when addressed with his rank.

Raidou had loyally stood by his side before, it was no surprise that he continued to do so now- but it was still impossible to ignore the years that separated them, the life that had been lived that Minato had missed. He was Minato’s guard but he wasn’t. Konoha was his home, but it wasn’t. Not anymore.

“Where’s-” A pause, and he cleared his throat even, hoped to play it off as intentional instead of a second guessing of his words. 

Where’s Kushina? He knew where she was buried. Where she should be buried. And seeing his own name carved in the stone at her side was probably not something he should ask the other man to show him. Or anyone, really.

“Where’s a good place to get some coffee? You’ve told me more about the village than yourself, you know.”

           Raidou is perceptive, especially when it concerns the people he had a duty to protect. A byproduct of being one who inherently deflects any attention from himself, he thinks; it gives him the freedom to observe everyone else. So when Minato cuts whatever he really wanted to say behind his teeth — Raidou has a sneaking suspicion what it is — he politely pretends like Minato’s act had worked. It’s still weird how Namikaze Minato is walking beside him, still young and handsome and looking for all the world like the past decade and a half had spared him.

         “Ah — I thought – ” It never crossed his mind that Minato would be interested in getting to know about more than the village he sacrificed his life to save, but that seems like such a problematic thing to say. So he simply smiles and turns his attention to the path ahead. “ – Never mind. I’m… more of a tea person, so I can’t vouch for anyone’s coffee. But there’s this place I usually drop by for tea — they have both. We could head there, if you’d like…?” 

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         "Oh, we can’t go down that path anymore. It’s been blocked up by that inn --- five years ago, I think?” And Raidou leads them down an alternative route as he dictates all the changes Konoha’s made since Minato’s death, at ease save for a subtle stiffness in his spine that even the lack of Minato’s hokage mantle can’t diminish. Being remotely sloppy around a man this powerful seemed criminal, he thinks. 

         “And that’s about it,” he says when they’ve reached the last building on Raidou’s itinerary. “Is there anything else in particular you’d like to see, Minato-sama?”

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