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sideblog of Mischief-Maker 🏰 Multifandom and Oc friendly 🏰 Mature themes will be present
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((I should make a new promo for this blog))
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Emotional Manipulation Starters
Trigger warnings apply. Requested by anon. (Disclaimer: not all of these sentences are manipulative in a different context, and some can be used jokingly as well.)
“If you really cared about me, you’d do what I’m asking.” “Don’t you trust me?” “I wish I never met you, honestly.” “You’re the reason I’m upset.” “It’s all your fault.” “I guess you just don’t love me enough.” “You have to keep it a secret. I’ll find out if you tell anyone.” “Whatever. It’s not like I care.” “I could just leave, you know.” “Do you like them more than me?” “Who have you been talking to?” “I would do anything to make you happy, I just want you to do the same for me.” “You have to tell me. Not telling me is just as bad as lying.” “It would be so easy for me to find someone else.” “If you loved me, you’d tell me.” “It’s like you don’t even care about me.” “One day I’ll be dead and you’ll regret not being there when I needed it.” “Nobody really cares about me, not even you.” “No one will ever love you the way I do.” “If you leave me, I don’t want to even think about what I’ll do.” “I’ll just tell everyone you were abusing me.” “You have to. You owe me.” “I’ve made sacrifices for you, now you have to do the same.” “I’ll never forgive you.” “No, it’s fine. Just do whatever you want, I guess.” “Am I upset? Why, should I be?” “If you don’t come over tonight, I’m going to hurt myself.” “I never said that. You’re trying to confuse me.” “I think you hate me.” “I would do anything for you, so why wouldn’t you do the same?” “If you don’t do this, it’s because you don’t love me.” “You were there for them, but not me?” “Yes, if you love me, you would change for me.” “I’m wasting my time with you.” “Well, I guess I’m just useless, aren’t I?” “I know you didn’t say it, but you were thinking it.” “You hate me. I know you do.” “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you.”
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rattie’s blog masterlist
here’s a list of all blogs i try my best to be active on!
standalone blogs

Jonathan combs from w2h || @acoustic-apathy
Iris Price fandomless paranormal oc || @scmethinggood
Black Hat from Villainos || @tophat-villainy
standalone blog on hiatus

Rich Goranski from be more chill || @squipburn
sideblogs connected to this one
Johnny C. from Johnny the Homicidal Maniac || @cynical-homicide

Karl from Castle of Nations/of Law of Talos fame || @stonecoldhatred
Spyke from Splatoon || @urchin-entrepreneur
Monster falls au Dipper from gravity falls || @cervidae-mystery ((moved from a standalone blog))
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Did you know that concrete can explode if it gets too hot too quickly? The only way that could happen though is with a blow torch or a welding torch. So, beware of welders.

“I don’t think i know of any welders at the moment!” did welders know how to fight? Karl doubted that. “I have nothing to worry about right now!”
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Have you tried to crack a walnut between your teeth?

“I’m a statue, not a nutcracker.” Karl laughed. “Besides! i can’t even eat, so what good would cracking walnuts do?”
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“Congratulations and I’m sorry.” -Theblindlibrarian ((*waves*))
monster factory starters || @theblindlibrarian

“what on earth are you talking about? i haven’t even done anything that note worthy.” sure he’s participated in a competition before and is an actual living statue from an old amusement park. but he hasn’t really done anything to warrant any apologies or congratulations.
#theblindlibrarian#main verse (blood on your shirt)#((idk what i wanted to write and it probably shows rip))#Anonymous
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Monster Factory Starters Pt. 2
Change pronouns as needed
“Congratulations and I’m sorry”
“Take a T-Rex bite… out of crime”
“Can I talk to the world?”
“Oh you’ve done it!”
“Great, now you’re gonna get gravy everywhere”
“That’s the last thing you hear before you die, die you know that? A Samsclub commercial”
“What do you need a pocket watch for, it’s always spooky o’clock.”
“Oop, you’re looking at the titty”
“Let’s see, which of my bottles do I want to CHOP”
“Why were we so married to having a shirt on”
“Can I help with that? I can’t. I can get in the way, though”
“Ima throw this shit in my witch’s cauldron. Mix up something NASTY. WHOOO!”
“No, I just have the one face, actually”
“Are you ready to explore the lands with this chill-ass banana?”
“Oh my god I’m dead. How long have I been dead? For like, years?”
“This door is NOT LOCKED. GUARANTEED!”
“That was a frame perfect rat smash”
“You good softboy? Yeah, you’re good.”
“STAY DOWN, SOFTMAN”
“Well, I’m just gonna leave you here as some sort of grim totem”
“No I need to be stronger. Like the king of the universe strong”
“We’re gonna die and turn into taffy on three.”
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((i should be more active here..))
#ooc (well fuck me gently with a chainsaw)#what if i made some aus and verses#like idk a merfolk verse#or somethin like that idk
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((i have to head off to bed, if you would like a starter feel free to like this and ill get you one tomorrow!))
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weird little man:
“Where can I get one?” Johnny immediately asked as he watched the bird change shapes, “I could totally go for one of my own.” He, of course, was planning on using a magic weapon for torture purposes. He continued to inspect Arma and then made a request, “Can you show me how she does it? Now I really wanna about how her morphing thing actually works, like in detail.”

Karl immediately jerks Arma back before the stranger could actually get a closer look at her. “First of all, Arma, is one of a kind, you can’t get one if she’s the only one there is!” he says, raising a finger, “second of all, don’t you think knowing how magic works ruins the fun? it would be like a magician telling you how a coin trick actually works!” another finger raised.“and thirdly. you’re not a very smart human, are you?” a third finger is raised as he lets arma morph back into a knife, letting her twirl in his hand, deciding to try to make it a fair fight at first.
#macabre-bedlamite#main verse (blood on your shirt)#((karl vc: put up your fucking dukes already))#((tbh now all he's really going is showing off))
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weird little man:
Nny’s anger was slowly dissolving more into curiosity as he dodged the strike, “Where do you get something like that and does it turn into anything?” Now that he’s seen a magic weapon, he had to have one. He would definitely use it to its full potential given the chance when it came to killing those assholes he kept stashed in his basement.

Karl’s caught of guard by how the man reacts, but it’s not long before he gathers his composure again. Arma morphs quickly into a spear as Karl does a few tricks to show off. “Of course she can turn into anything! This is Arma we’re talking about!” he said, pointing the spear bird at nny’s chest, almost jabbing it at him in a mildly casual manner “Knives, swords, umbrellas, things like that! as long as it has the same mass and density that she does Arma here will turn into it.”
#macabre-bedlamite#main verse (blood on your shirt)#((nny also has no sense of self preservation it seems))
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Angry little man:
“It’s not like you’ve been any better when you went through my fucking sketchbook,” he hissed and was careful not to move too much. He wasn’t planning on dying by anyone else’s hand any time soon and right now was absolutely no exception to that. He looked down at the other’s knife, “How did you do that anyway? Like, how did you turn that bird into a knife?”

“what on earth do you mean, how did i do what?” Karl asked, feigning ignorance, “You mean this?” and suddenly Arma is a sword, and Karl is striking at the man like he had struck at him, but it wasn’t as a warning, Karl’s whole intent was to maim the human “It’s simple, really! we’re magic!” he continued, he’d nearly forgotten why he was on the run in the first place, he was so caught up in looking at art and bickering with the artist behind it, but he was quick to remember why exactly he was hiding in this man’s home and why exactly police were looking for him. and he wasn’t afraid of doing it again.
#macabre-bedlamite#main verse (blood on your shirt)#((they are both out for blood and it all comes down to who runs out of energy or gets tired of fighting first))#knives#weapons#violence#implied murder
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angry little man:
Nny glared over at him as he gripped tighter onto the hilt of the knife and striked at him, as a sort of warning in a way. He grit his teeth as he kept eye contact with him, “You wouldn’t get it. I doubt you make art of any kind, you wouldn’t get the personal shit about sketchbooks.” He honestly couldn’t even really remember the days from when he actively made art; most of his past was a blur anyway, just generally speaking.

the strike did nothing to Karl, and as a response the crow was suddenly in Karl’s hand, shaped like a knife similar to the stranger’s and poking at the man’s stomach. “that was very rude, my friend.” Karl scolded him with a grim tone. “In fact, you have been nothing but rude to me this whole time, haven’t you?” he’s stock still, waiting for the man to react the same way he just did. if the stranger wanted a fight, Karl would gladly give him a fight.
#macabre-bedlamite#main verse (blood on your shirt)#((an unstoppable force meets an immovable object))#knives#violence
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angry artist:
“Listen here,” Johnny quickly retorted, getting defensive and even more aggressive, “My sketchbook is more personal to me than my diary is. My diary has shit like how I was planning on killing a party clown.” Granted, he did hold the diary dear as well but the sketchbook had significantly more meaning in his mind. He was completely disregarding the detail that the other was taller as he pulled out a knife from nearby, just getting more and more worked up.

“You would think that something as personal as a diary would be more important than a silly sketchbook.” even as the stranger grabbed a knife Karl never stopped smiling at him, his smile only grew. “But seeing as you now have a knife, i guess that’s just not the case” at this point Karl was silently daring the man to stab him, let him learn his mistake the hard way. there was a reason he referred to people as humans after all, the man was inhuman.
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artist:
“I actually would have preferred it if you did read my diary!” he responded aggressively with a clear bite to his words. He had hunched over when he was retorting the other’s comment about his sketchbook. When he noticed this, he made sure to snap right back up to his upright position, but he maintained eye contact with him. He was making sure it was abundantly clear how utterly serious and pissed off he was about all of this.

“really?!” Karl acted like he was almost shocked. “Most humans usually don’t like it when you go snooping through their diaries” he said, it was clear that karl was taller than the man before him, and that he wasn’t taking it as seriously. in fact, despite how aggressive the man responded to him, karl’s smile never faltered. “you all need to make up your minds! do you want me to read your diaries or not? it’s confusing!”
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artist:
Nny quickly took back his sketchbook and held it under his arm, slowly gripping tighter onto his sketchbook. He stayed dead silent as he was still bubbling up with anger and he glanced down at the book. He took a deep breath and turned his attention back to him, “Why would you even go through it to begin with? Don’t you have a concept of privacy or something?”

“it’s only a sketch book! It’s not like i read your diary or anything.” Karl mused. and he actually didn’t read the man’s diary, but he would have if he could find it. “besides, it’s art! and art should be shared with the world, not kept private. Right, Arma?” the bird on his shoulder cawed as if to agree with him. “I meant no harm, my friend”
#macabre-bedlamite#main verse (blood on your shirt)#((karl is clearly not an artist))#((otherwise he wouldn't have even gone through his sketch book to begin with lmao))
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