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♱ The Crow ♱

Victims; aren’t we all…?

A whole jolly club, with jolly pirate nicknames!

Tell them death is coming for them tonight. Tell them ____sends his regards.

Is that gasoline I smell?

He was already dead. He died a year ago, the moment he touched her. They’re all dead. They just don’t know it yet.

“It can’t rain all the time.”

Take your shot, ______. You got me, dead bang.

“Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children. Do you understand? Morphine is bad for you. Your daughter is out there on the streets, waiting for you.”

Little things used to mean so much to ______.

I used to think they were kind of… trivial.

Believe me, nothing is trivial.

You shouldn’t smoke these. They’ll kill ya.

Guess it’s not a good day to be a bad guy, huh?

I am coming home.

People once believed that, when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can’t rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

A building gets torched; all that is left is ashes. I used to think that was true about everything: families, friends, feelings… But now I know that sometimes, if love proves real, two people who are meant to be together — nothing can keep them apart.

If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy — now that’s fun!

My daddy used to tell me that every man has his devil and you can’t rest ‘till you find him.

I like the pretty lights

Here’s to Devil’s Night, my new favorite holiday.

“Suddenly, I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.”

You didn’t say goodbye.

You’re just going to have to forgive me for that.

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" what do you want? "

"It looks like someone doesn't woke up fro mthe wrong side of the bed." Alexander responded to the additude.

"I just wanted you to extend me that pen right there."

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what makes you interested in writing hamilton as a muse?

Oh that's a good question!! Well, what raises my muse up for a character is most of the time, my interest in whatever they're in. If you're a good roleplayer, you quite literally can roleplay as anyone as long as you know them enough. I can roleplay someone from your favorite anime, my brothers favorite game.. Its the interest and knowledge. Right now Hamilton is super high on my brain, so is squid game so I might make a blog for Ali Abdul soon. That's all it takes really! I'm so interested in the musical and I think I know him enough, so I muse him!

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Now we know who that is, haha-

i cannot believe this has to be said but don't write real people?! apart from the majority of the rpc frowning on those who do, its super disrespectful and then you choose a man who historically wasn't all that morally great and make him uwu? So many fictional characters exist, please don't write real people wtf

How come is my first anon hate anon lmao I deserve better then this.

Well.. Look, sweetie. This real person is not someone like, bijuu mike, dream, etc... He died 200 years ago. No one really cares, its not that deep, not that important. I'm not doing any harm, just let me have my fun, alright? If you don't like my blog you can hardblock me, I'd appriciate that

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He did not have anything better to do rest of the day. He finished all his work, so... Guess he will accompany the old duck.

"And where exactly are we headed, sir?"

Scrooge     eyes     the     other     while     dusting     himself     off. It     obvious     he     didn’t     have     much     TRUST for     strangers.     Especially     not     after     being     HURT. But     …      this     fellow     seemed     nice     enough. He’ll     take     his     CHANCES. ♔჻ — ◜ ❛      If     y’     want. You     can     look     out     for     any     other     jerks on     m’     way     home.      ❜  ◞

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That's what's bound to happen when you're well known and wealthy. Alexander would know; being a lawyer, and the treasury secretary, he was very well known, and oh was people jealous of him.

"Don't let him ruin your day, you're giving him the satisfaction of a reaction. He's just jealous he is not loaded, you know. Do you want me to company you for the rest of your way?"

@ooutoftimee​​ made a deposit ! ➣  “ let me help you. ” scrolled for hours to find a rp meme to send you so we can get stuff started haha- it was worth it <3 * random prompts / / NO LONGER ACCEPTING !

Someone     PUSHED     him.     Likely     another     one     of his     ‘fans’.     Scrooge     was     well     used     to     people whispering     under     their     breath     about     him     —— but     physical     assault     was     not     always     EXPECTED. Especially     not     out     of     the     blue     like     that. Whoever     it     was     ,     ran     away     LAUGHING     after SHOVING     the     old     duck     to     the     ground. ♔჻ — ◜ ❛     Thank     you.      ❜  ◞ He     mutters     ,     allowing     the     much     KINDER     stranger before     him     to     help     him     to     his     feet. ♔჻ — ◜ ❛      Ah     didnae     see     ‘em     comin’. Uff     ——     now     my     coat’s     DIRTY. Today’s     jus’     not     good     ,     ah     tell     ya’     !      ❜  ◞

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not meant as hate as all! but i personally think it's Fine to rp as the musical portrayals, but also wanting to write a historically accurate version is a bit strange, but you do you.

No offense taken, thank you. You can block me ^^

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You know, screw that anon, I do think it's quite unique and admirable that you portray historical people.

THAT is the kind of anons I deserve! Thank you so much nonnie!! By far I've followed back all of my followers, so I'm sure were mutuals, which means feel free to pop in to interact with me!

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i cannot believe this has to be said but don't write real people?! apart from the majority of the rpc frowning on those who do, its super disrespectful and then you choose a man who historically wasn't all that morally great and make him uwu? So many fictional characters exist, please don't write real people wtf

How come is my first anon hate anon lmao I deserve better then this.

Well.. Look, sweetie. This real person is not someone like, bijuu mike, dream, etc... He died 200 years ago. No one really cares, its not that deep, not that important. I'm not doing any harm, just let me have my fun, alright? If you don't like my blog you can hardblock me, I'd appriciate that

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Alexander and john, talking.

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"Of course!" The man responds, gently leaning over to take at least 2/3 of whatever she was carrying. "Who told you to take all of these yourself? It would be a mess if you dropped!"

❝ oh no! let me help you with that! ❞

➥@ooutoftimee sent a starter from this ❤️

The nurse was struggling a bit with the supplies she was carrying in her arms along with maintaining her balance. There was a few times she thought she was going to topple over! ❝O-Oh!... A-are you sure?❞ Tsumiki asked a little shyly as she looked up at the stanger offering their help. ❝I...I don't want to burden you!❞

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Look at him and tell me he ain't pretty!

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Just saying... Not only a good player, I think Alexander would make a good square guard, too.

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𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (𝐏𝐓. 𝟏)

basically, these prompts are random, short, and many of them are delightfully vague so you can deliver a response that could literally be any context, any verse, any setting! i hope y'all enjoy them, drink some water while you send them and reply to them!

" i think we need to talk. "

" try me. "

" you don't know me. "

" i need you. "

" i'm in. "

" what do you want? "

" please... believe me. "

" trust me. "

" thank you. "

" i'm sorry. "

" i got you. "

" why? "

" no. "

" do it. "

" don't do it. "

" say something... "

" what do you want to do? "

" you could stay. if you wanted. "

" what? "

" let me help you. "

" i promise. "

" it's okay. " / " it's not okay. "

" you're okay. " / " you're not okay. "

" i'm okay. " / " i'm not okay. "

" let me take a look. "

" you idiot. "

" you're an asshole. "

" i like you. "

" i hate you. "

" i'm in love with you. "

" i love you. "

" you're not a bad person. "

" don't listen to them. "

" they're idiots. "

" i want to help you. "

" get out. "

" get down! "

" come here. "

" you came back? "

" go away. "

" what are you doing here? "

" leave me alone! "

" marry me. "

" i / you / we have no choice. "

" are you hurt? "

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send me   ‘ frostbitten ‘   for your muse to find mine stumbling around out in the cold, half frozen 

send me   ‘ frostbitten reversed ‘   for my muse to find yours 

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𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝚄𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

u know that gorgeous and underrated plot where one of the muses is being hunted down by bad guys and the other muse either volunteers or gets assigned to protect them and they go into motels and safehouses and maybe there's only one bed and maybe they have to kiss to hide their faces and maybe many things happen of shippy and angsty varieties? i gotchu.

from the bodyguard.

" we don't have much time. grab and pack a bag; you're coming with me! "

" i'll explain everything once we're on the road. for now, all you need to know is that your life is in grave danger, and i'm responsible for keeping you safe. "

" hey, don't give me that look. nobody's gonna think of looking for us in a wedding suite, alright? "

" jesus, where the hell were you?! haven't i been clear enough? there are trained men whose sole purpose in life is to kill you! "

" you can't just sneak off without telling me, damnit, they could've caught and killed you before i ever knew you left the hotel room! "

" y'know, i keep turning it over in my head, but... i keep drawing a blank as to why they're after you. "

" i'll take the sofa, you take the bed. "

" once we get to the safehouse, i'll teach you how to use a gun. "

" yeah... the movies never tell you kevlar leaves a bruise, do they? you're alright, just keep breathing, yeah? we'll get frozen peas on that once we're back inside. "

" hey... come on now, don't get all upset and worried. it's not my first time taking a bullet. this is nothing, trust me. "

" it's not like i planned this. i never felt a calling or anything. the money was good, i had nothing else, so... being a bodyguard just made sense. "

" look at me... it's my job to keep you safe. alright? part of that involves taking a bullet every now and then. "

" shit, they found us! hey, listen to me. go hide under the bed, alright? take the knife, and if anyone tries to grab you, you make sure they lose their hands. i'm gonna go handle this. just... don't come out unless i say so. "

" that's it. i'm done being cute about this. who the hell are these bastards, and what the hell do they want from you?! "

" you any good with a needle and thread? i, uh... i got a little graze on my back. nothing serious, but still... no time to get an infection, right? "

" you... you're bleeding... "

" shit, no, no no no, keep your eyes on me, alright?! come on, stay with me, i'm not through with you yet. this is gonna hurt, but you need to stay awake! don't go to sleep, you hear me?! "

" thank god... i thought i lost you... you would/wouldn't be the first, you know? "

" hey, come on. we're getting a proper dinner, not microwave burritos again. grab your coat; you just survived the first week of being on the run, you've earned a little treat! "

" can't sleep, huh? i get it. the adrenaline, the nerves, sleeping in a strange bed... i'll stay up with you a while. talking kinda helps when you're trying to go to sleep... "

" so... we're gonna need to kiss. i know, i know, but they're headed our way, and it's just for a few seconds, and then we're gonna be in the clear, we can stop and forget it ever happened. deal? okay. come here. "

" next time... if there is a next time, we kiss, i want it to be real. not because our lives are at stake. "

" no, i don't usually kiss the assets... usually i just turn around and cause a diversion so we can escape. i guess you must be special. "

" you realise it's ME that takes the bullet for YOU, not the other way around... right?! "

" hey, hey! take it easy... it's okay... you're safe, alright? it's just me... you had a nightmare, but it's okay. i got you. we're safe now, nobody's gonna find us tonight... "

to the bodyguard.

" so... did you always know you wanted to be a bodyguard? "

" this is your job? you get paid to risk your life to protect mine? "

" i don't need a babysitter! certainly not an armed one! "

" i'm sorry for dragging you into this... you could still go. they haven't seen you, they don't know you were helping me. i don't want you getting killed for trying to help me. "

" yeah... that kiss wasn't to protect our identities... "

" who are these people, and why the hell are they chasing me?! "

" no! i'm not going anywhere with you! not until you explain to me what the hell's going on! who are you?! who were those guys shooting at us?! WHY are they shooting at us?! "

" it... i guess it wasn't real before... but now? i mean... i/you just killed a man... "

" ...they're not gonna stop looking for me until i'm dead. are they? "

" i guess you wanna know why they want me dead, right? "

" you get that scar from helping other people like me? "

" i can't... i won't be the reason you get killed. i won't have it. you deserve a long and happy life, not one stuck in a motel room with me until one of us gets killed. "

" i'm sorry for losing it earlier... i'm just not okay with the idea of you putting your life on the line for me. "

" you... you're bleeding... shit, that was what i heard, wasn't it?! that was meant for me! you took a bullet for me?! "

" they'll never stop hunting for me! you know that! so go! just go! save your own ass, and go! "

" quit following me! nobody else is going to die because of me! "

" so... this is what a safehouse looks like. "

" i don't think a starbucks gift card and a thank you note can really repay you for protecting me for... well, for god knows how long. "

" ...how long's the longest you've been on the run with a person for? "

" you must have a family though, right? do they know about what you do? "

" woah... hey, now, take it easy, it's just me. i'm sorry, i forgot the knock... i wanted to grab you some breakfast from that IHOP across the way... "

" you must get so lonely on this job... "

" no, no... um... w-we could share the bed. right? i'm... i sleep easier when... when there's someone around. "

" wait, don't go! please? i... i don't want to be alone... "

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angsty sentences for your angsty needs … sentence starters

“You’re scaring me.”

“I thought you cared.”

“Don’t lie to me. Don’t do that.”

“There’s nothing left here to save.”

“You need to stop clinging to the past.”

“I thought I could trust you. I thought…”

“You got hurt… because of me. I’m so sorry.”

“Your eyes are so cold when you look at me.”

“You’re scared of them. I can see it in your eyes.”

“I don’t know how to let myself be loved like this.”

“You can fool everyone else, but you can’t fool me.”

“You need to lie back down, you’re barely conscious.”

“I’m here, because I don’t have anyone else to turn to.”

“You’re not a good person. You pretend to be, but you’re not.”

“How can you look me in the eye and say something like that?”

“They’re gone. They’re gone, and there was nothing I could do.”

“Can you just tell me the truth?? For once, just tell me the truth!”

“There’s something wrong here. And I don’t think it can be fixed.”

“Oh my god, you’re burning up. Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”

“There’s nothing there! It’s just a hallucination, you’re okay, you’re safe!”

“I would do anything for you. But, I’m starting to realize you wouldn’t do the same for me.”