#inbox thread

[mcflymemes]

PHANTOM THREAD (2017) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i cannot begin my day with a confrontation.

i feel as if i've been looking for you for a very long time.

you found me.

i wanted time with you. i wanted to have you to myself.

you are a very handsome man.

why are you not married?

i'm certain i was never meant to marry.

you sound so sure about things.

i think you're only acting strong.

maybe you have no taste.

you have the ideal shape.

don't start crying.

i'm not crying. i'm angry.

whatever you do, do it carefully.

kiss me, my girl, before i'm sick.

i want you flat on your back. helpless, tender, open with only me to help.

i think it's the expectations and assumptions of others that causes heartache.

are you a special agent sent here to ruin my evening and possibly my entire life?

why are you so rude to me?

why are you talking to me like this?

yes, this is your house. of course it's your house.

i'm surrounded on all sides!

you brought me here!

when the hell did this happen?

where's your gun?

stop playing this game.

if it's my life that you're describing, it's entirely up to you whether you choose to share it or not.

why don't you just fuck off to back where you came from?

is there something i'm unaware of?

don't you start using that filthy little word.

there's nothing i can say to get your attention aimed back at me, is there?

a house that doesn't change is a dead house.

if you want to have a staring contest with me, you will lose.

is this an ambush?

then i want you strong again.

i don't understand what you're saying. i can't hear your voice.

you might wish you're going to die. you might wish you're going to die, but you're not going to.

i can predict the future, and everything is settled.

i finally understand you.

right now we're here.

i'm getting hungry.

what a model of politeness you two are.

marriage would make me deceitful, and i don't ever want that.

you need to settle down a little.

you certainly won't come out alive.

i'll go right through you and it'll be you who ends up on the floor.

[name] has made my dreams come true.

it's comforting to think the dead are watching over the living.

i don't find that spooky at all.

are you here? are you always here?

i miss you. i think about you all the time.

i hear your voice say my name when i dream and when i wake up, there are tears streaming down my face.

must be quite a challenge to be with him.

sometimes i jump ahead in our life together, and i see a time near the end.

i just miss you. it's as simple as that.

i want to tell you everything.

don't pick a fight with me.

you are not cursed. you are loved by me.

who is this lovely creature making the house smell so nice?

there is an air of quiet death in this house and i do not like the way it smells.

i don't even know what that word means.

it does concern me. it concerns me very much.

i'm not moaning.

it hurts my feelings.

i don't know what i'm doing here.

i'm just waiting around like an idiot for you.

[pieflavoredartz]

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shirahoshi aka my daughter, actually‼️‼️

hii this the og!! you lookin at the og this image is it btw HIII hehe

[artbysarf]

If anyone is wondering why I have gone over a week without posting new Barbie as DnD art TRUSTTTT I have been allocating my time extremely well to important issues:

[iobartach]

like / reblog this for some memes / asks in your inbox? 👀

[wildelydawn]

291.

[asktheevilgeniusesson]

Hey, PSA because i keep getting these damned anons.

If you come into my inbox, ON ANON, ranting about this ‘donate to gaza!’ Spambot ive seen swimming around tumblr for SO LONG now, you WILL be blocked and i will report your account. I have searched up the accounts that come up in these anons and they are infact spam bots. They are going to MULTIPLE people and copypasting the same guilt trippy bullshit and i am about sick of it myself.

Listen, i feel bad for those suffering as anyone with a heart does. But i cannot donate. Plus, i am a roleplay account and i do not want to reblog all this and drown out my threads, posts, etcs, with posts that are LIKELY scamming people on the gist they’re donating to people in need. I have already stated im not going to reblog or post any asks or anons asking for those donations. But its becoming an issue again.

TLDR: you throw a bot trying to guilt trip me into donating money to your gaza bot im blocking&reporting the account. STOP FUCKIN SENDIN THESE IM LOOSIN MY MIND

[annjiru]

hello ! please like for me to go through your meme tag and send you a few to flesh out the relationship between our muses (:

[s0fter-sin]

it takes far too long for soap to realise ghost won’t touch him anymore

he doesn’t avoid him, which he considers no small a miracle given how he usually treats his emotions, and he’s too busy being thankful to notice. thankful he didn’t run from him, thankful his simon has returned to him, no matter how changed he is from the man he knew. ghost doesn’t shy away from his touch so long as he knows it’s coming and he spends long nights just tracing the scars on his newly bared face; following half-remembered tracks and memorising new ones

but ghost never reaches back. he’ll press into his hands like a starved man, melt beneath the smallest of touches but he never initiates. and now, his regular touches have disappeared; no longer does he clap him on the back after a job well done, doesn’t cheekily nudge him after making a recruit shit themself just by giving them a look and soap hadn’t realised how much he’s come to rely on them until they stopped. how much he’s grown to care for ghost the way he used to care for simon

he can’t confront him about it; ghost’s fight or flight always firmly tuned to flight when it came to matters about himself. soap would’ve if it meant fight; if ghost would just put his hands on him again, he’d take his violence with the passion of a lover, wear the marks he left behind with grateful pride. but he remembers the look on ghost’s face when he’d ripped his balaclava off, when he’d stripped his barrier and his protection and spat, “i ruined you the moment i touched you!”

so soap waits. he waits for ghost to crawl into his bunk, to take off his mask and surrender himself to his touch; a touch that seems to burn as much as it freed. and instead of taking his face in his hands and worshiping it the way he has every other night ghost’s come to him, soap takes his gloved hand in his own

ghost flinches, the preemptive bliss fading from his eyes as reluctant fear takes its place. soap brings it up so it hovers between them and already feels him edge backwards. he doesn’t let it stop him and gently tugs his fingers free of the glove one at a time until his hand is bare to him; visibly shaking in the dark. soap brings it towards his face, holding firm when ghost tries to yank it back and presses into it; his breath hitching as he finally gets the touch he’s missed for years

“stop, john,” ghost whispers and it hurts to hear the pain in his voice; closer to begging for the soft touch to end than he’s ever been under torture

“no,” he refuses, pressing a kiss to the centre of his palm

his eyes shine in the dark, arm twitching as he fights himself; pulling back against his grip and leaning into him in turn. (how can he stand to put his mouth on him; can’t he taste it? the dirt and decay that lives under his skin? the maggots that swim in the slow beat of his blood; the rot he’s been trying so hard not to spread to him but he’s weak.) “you don’t know how broken i am. i’ll ruin you, john.”

soap kisses him again; thick, phantom blood coating his lips. “i’m not letting you slip through my fingers again,” he promises, swallowing it down. “i’ve missed you too much to be afraid of getting cut, simon.”

[encantresse]

[ DESTINY GROTTO ] 

“ Dorothea! That's your name, right? ”  Leif greets the songstress with some degree of surprise, paths crossing at the mouth of a cavern. He'd gone there alone to collect his thoughts away from the main traffic of the ball venue, but every now and then people passed by through here. He rises from where he was sitting, perched on one of the higher rocks, and jumps down elegantly to be at something closer to eye-level with her.

“ Your look is very different from what it was at the party a few moons ago. It's the same color as someone else here, ”  he notes.  “ Are you over here in a similar capacity to that party back then? If there's people you're looking for, a lot of couples have been entering those caverns. ”

He gestures behind them obliviously. He lowers his voice in a somewhat conspiratorial manner.

“ Some of them come out pretty upset. Others seem to do perfectly fine though. It's been odd. I don't know how to handle them at all... ”

𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 2025

"i was your hostess and you're still unsure if that's my name?" she quips in greeting, taking a small step back to accommodate his presence in her space. "but yes, it is. and you're leif. i know because i never forget a face."

he was rather direct in his manner of speech, wasn't he? blunt—never coating his words with frills or saccharine flavoring to make them easier to swallow. something she could appreciate in moderation and under the right circumstances.

observant, too. the corners of her lips curl at the mention of the person she'd matched with, the fact that he'd remembered what she’d worn but was still uncertain about her name, and more humorously still, how unaware he seemed about the topic they'd touched on at the party those months ago. and no comment about her dress—whether he found it pretty or stylish.

dorothea exhales softly through her nose, amused.

she pauses at what he says next, namely at his interpretation and the way his voice dips conspiratorially. eyeing him quietly for a moment, assessing whether he is truly serious about what he says or merely jesting, before stifling a small laugh.

"i see. would i be right in assuming you're not very... experienced with romance?"

[tenebriism]

// Whew, okay.

I finally forced myself to clean out my drafts as well as my inbox. Honestly, if the thread was years old OR wasn't really going anywhere anymore, I likely removed it (but we can certainly start something new!)

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[the-composer]

boo. drop a like (reply if multi) for an askbox visit from his holy magnanimousness.

[wildelydawn]

242.

[grimowled]

👀

[gravesung]

❝ hm...? why are you looking at me like that? ❞

[nyxypoo]

When’s the wedding with Endo? What will you be wearing to your wedding with Endo? (Bonus for bridal lingerie/underwear if you wanna shaaaare). What will the honeymoon will be like with Endo (location, date, vibes, etc)

— sincerely, you-know-who

out of allllll the questions you could've asked, why those?? why were they all about him and smth that would NEVER happen???

there is no wedding with endo. i would never even THINK of marrying that man but, since i can't say no to u, i shall humor this very very hypothetical scenario that would never ever happen. utc bc i feel it will get long

i would let endo pick the date bc i am very indecisive and would get wayyy too into my head about smth thats supposed one of the simpler aspects of a wedding. i think he'd either choose a date based on smth stupid like my favorite month/season/day of the week orrr he decides the wedding will be on our "anniversary" or when we first met (read: the day he first saw me)

for the wedding with... him... it was actually really hard to think of the type of dress i'd wear, mainly bc of cultural differences when it comes to attire but i think i'd end up sticking closer to wedding dresses from where im from (aka heavily inspired by americans bc they're idolized lol)

i think the dress would be kinda big(?) like the gown itself would have a somewhat large silhouette, big skirt, lots of uh puff i suppose. neckline i was really unsure about perhaps a queen anne or v-neck/off shoulder? but truly i am very indecisive so if u ever ask me again, the answer will be different. also, not gonna talk about the lingerie but, i will say that the garters are the same color as endo eyes and maybeeeee have his name embroidered on them idk.

the honeymoon is very. silly i feel. i mean the whole ship is silly in a way, like we're always cracking jokes and i don't think there's a single serious moment between us and that wouldn't change even after marriage. he'd probably plan a trip to some place he knows i've been wanting to travel to, definitely says how the fact that we're married makes it more special (sigh) used it as an excuse to spend who knows how much on the most expensive honeymoon suite he can find. also he's only referring to each of us as wife and husband for the duration of the honeymoon with the biggest stupidest grin the entire time i fear. overall i think the honeymoon is like very relaxing or at least supposed to be. his intention is to destress me and it works for the most part until he gets me distracted with. other things...

anyways! yeah that's it i think... never ask about this stupid creature again tho okay. and explain how in the world u got the idea of a yayx wedding???

anonymously (or not) ask me (3) things you want to know about me.

[pumpkinhcad]

INBOX CALL. Okay so I just realized I can just do this while I'm playing games with friends, so like this post for a meme in your inbox!! Tho', if you want a starter, you can like this post?? I use starters for warmup.