#poetry rp meme

[prophecyprompts]

send "you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." to see my muse's reaction. ♡ [feel free to add context / actions / other dialogue as needed.]

[mythprompts]

PROMPT: send "do not leave me. swear you will not leave me." for my muse’s reaction.

[upon-blades-twilight]

✒️ Send me a line from your favourite poetry and I shall make a starter out of it.

[chronically-idiotic]

"Well, if God doesn't exist, who's laughing at us?"

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

[spiderslvts]

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  .   🕸️  HOW   OUT   OF   HAND   IT’S   GOTTEN       ╱     ooc.

  .   🕸️  MY   FLESH   IS   LACED   WITH   SUGAR   AND   MAGGOTS       ╱     asks.

  .   🕸️  YOU   SAY   YOU   MISS   ME    (  I’M   RIGHT   HERE  )       ╱     starters.

  .   🕸️  WITH   PINK   EYESHADOW   AND   A   SOBBING   PRAYER       ╱     isms.

  .   🕸️  ANYTHING   COULD   BE   HOLY   UNDER   NEON  LIGHTS       ╱     visage.

  .   🕸️  DO   YOU   FEEL   THE   EYES   OVER   YOUR   BODY   STILL?       ╱     promo.

  .   🕸️  TO   SWEETLY   MELT   IN   SIN       ╱     rp memes.

  .   🕸️  I   DRINK   ;   I   BURN   ;   I   SHATTER   MY   OWN   DREAMS       ╱     open starter.

  .   🕸️  YOUR   FISH   HOOK   IN   MY   MOUTH       ╱     crack.

  .   🕸️  EATEN   IN   PIECES   ;   NOT   MEANT   TO   BE    KNOWN   WHOLE       ╱     ic.

  .   🕸️  I   BELIEVE   YOU   LIKE   A    BEATEN   DOG       ╱     dash games.

  .   🕸️  I   WILL   NEVER   BE   FORGIVEN   FOR   WANTING       ╱     affiliates.

  .   🕸️  KISS   ME   WITH   MY   BLOOD   BETWEEN   YOUR   TEETH       ╱     ships.

  .   🕸️  TO   BE   LOOKED   AT    &.   NEVER   SEEN       ╱     art.

  .   🕸️  TOUCHED   DOWN   TO   THE   DELICATE   BONES       ╱     poetry.

  .   🕷  |   IN  NEON  LIGHTS     ╱     canon &. main verse.

  .   🕷  |   THE  CALL  OF  THE  ANGELS     ╱     overlord verse.

  .   🕷  |   FEATHER  BOAS  AND  GLITTER     ╱     70’s verse. (ft. sirserpentine)

  .   🕷  |   OVERSEER  OF  HELL     ╱     zestial’s employee verse (ft. zestials)

  .   🕷  |   GOOD  OLD  FASHIONED  LOVER  BOY     ╱     human verse.

  .   🕷  |   LACED  WITH  BELLADONNA     ╱     lost twins verse (ft. spyderdust)

  .   ♡  DO  YOU  LIKE  THE  SHOW ?  ARE  YOU  TIRED  OF  IT ?     ╱     videoaux.

  .   ♡  THE  LAST  SHRED  OF  TRUTH  IN  THE  LOST  MYTH  OF  TRUE  LOVE     ╱     hellsbroadcaster.

  .   ♡  I  COULD  NEVER  DEFINE  ALL  THAT  YOU  ARE  TO  ME     ╱     r-adio.

  .   ♡  BUT  I’D  NEVER  SAY  I  LOVE  YOU  JUST  TO  HEAR  YOU  SAY  IT  BACK     ╱     sirserpentine.

  .   ♡  I’M  PUT  TO  AWE  SOMETHING  SO  FLAWED  AND  FREE     ╱     dark-ambition.

  .   ♡  YOUR  BEAUTY  NEVER  EVER  SCARED  ME     ╱     gamblins.

  .   ♡  THE  FEAR  OF  THE  UNKNOWN  /  THE  FACE  IN  MONOCHROME     ╱     zestials.

  .   ♡  YOU  HATE  THE  APPLAUSE  /  YOU  CRAVE  THE  ATTENTION     ╱     xluciifer.

  .   ♡  BUT  YOU’RE  HOLDING  ME  LIKE  WATER  IN  YOUR  HANDS     ╱     oriiginis.

[spuelebud]

angels should wear flower crowns and put petals in their wings.

[jessource]

sentence starters: poetry edition.

❝what does it feel like to be lonely? it feels like being hungry; like being hungry when everyone around you is readying for a feast.❞ ❝it hurts, in the way that feelings do, and it also has physical consequences that take place invisibly, inside the closed compartments of the body.❞ ❝the pure and simple truth is rarely pure, and never simple.❞ ❝there were two reasons i was scared to let people in; the damage they could do, and the damage they could find.❞ ❝i often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship.❞ ❝it's all the love you want to give, but cannot. all that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. grief is just love with no place to go.❞ ❝i want to say something but shame prevents me.❞ ❝they say lavender softens anxiety and i wonder whether i can plant a garden so dense in your mind that the knots in your chest unravel and never tighten again.❞ ❝crawl inside this body. find me where i am most ruined, love me there.❞ ❝perhaps cherries look violent in the sunlight. perhaps you should let the moon be your couturier.❞ ❝i need some older, wiser being to cry to. i talk to god but the sky is empty.❞ ❝everybody's got a bone to pick. we arise from the dust already aching. when god made the dinosaurs he said, lets see what teeth can do—lets see what asteroids can undo.❞ ❝and all this is metaphor. an ordinary hand—just lonely for something to touch that touches back.❞ ❝but what you don’t realize is that tomorrow will never arrive. it will only ever be today, with tomorrow lingering just within your grasp. but by then it’s too late to reach out, because you've already left all your promises in a place that'll always be just out of reach.❞ ❝and i am beginning to feel like nothing more than an observer in my own life. always watching idly by, but never doing.❞ ❝you are darned between the cracks of my bones and sewn deep into my veins. you’ve built a home in my ribs and have taken up residence in the softest parts of my skin.❞ ❝we're empty boats, blown forward—like loose strands of hair—by a long and steady wind, living without knowing what we feel or want.❞ ❝when you return to something you love, it’s already beyond repair.❞ ❝and even though i know exactly how this will end. i can't help but imagine how drowning in you would be a tragically sweet way to end.❞ ❝blue is the typical heavenly colour. the ultimate feeling it creates is one of rest. when it sinks to almost black, it echoes grief that is hardly human.❞ ❝forgive me if i have come out of my battle hood, battered and unpretty and tiresome. for i am a victor nonetheless of the way i carry myself. and my worth, my suffering, my fight, will not be marred by how unwell i walk away from the trenches of war.❞ ❝and i wish i could tell you that the aching was a beautiful rebirth of some magnificent kind. but there is no beauty to be found in this kind of survival.❞ ❝i yearned desperately to disappear into a book of poetry or a textbook of spells, something enchanting and mysterious, instead of clumsily taking up residence in an awkward body that half felt right, half felt wrong.❞ ❝and i see myself, flat, ridiculous, a cut-paper shadow between the eye of the sun and the eyes of the tulips.❞ ❝life gets hard sometimes. i know, darling. look at me. you are not broken beyond repair. you are always capable of mending.❞ ❝parallel lines have a lot in common, but they never meet. ever. you might think that's sad. but every other pair of lines meets once and then drifts apart forever. which is pretty sad too.❞ ❝i know i don’t make sense, (name). this is the problem. i’m a sick person, a crazy wishbone. i have razors under my tongue. i’m sorry i cut you, (name), i’m so—so sorry.❞ ❝you have haunted my thoughts and my dreams since the moment i laid eyes on you. i have memorised the slant of your brow and the wave in your hair, the sweep of your lashes and the rhythm of your steps.❞ ❝who are we at the end of the day? ourselves or the images of ourselves that we create? ragged lillies in march or lit molotov rags? boots pounding cobblestones or glass shards of broken storefront windows?❞ ❝what is victory but a song written to comfort the defeated? what is defeat but realising that you have been wrong every step of the way.❞ ❝in my dreams i am kissing your mouth and you're whispering, ‘where have you been?’ i say, ‘i've been lost but i'm here now. you're the only person who has ever been able to find me.’❞ ❝you must be someone special my dear, my darling, my love. because i thought of you for about the thousandth time today.❞ ❝from childhood's hour i have not been as others were. i have not seen—as others saw.❞ ❝here's a truth i've never told anyone else: in summer i ache more than in any other season. i wish i could say i'll be bright for you, but i worry about my tongue turning to ash at the first syllable—i'll be soft for you though, a nectarine under kitchen lights.❞ ❝the truth is this, every monster you have met or will ever meet, was once a human being with a soul that was as soft and light as silk. someone stole that silk from their soul and turned them into this. so when you see a monster next, always remember this—do not fear the thing before you. fear the thing that created it instead.❞ ❝i think i love the ocean because it's calm, beautiful, infinite. but also angry, harsh, and magnificent. and that intrigues me.❞ ❝i am always the wind, and never the bird. going, going where i am told to be, rather than free.❞ ❝and my worth, my suffering, my fight, will not be marred by how unwell i walk away from the trenches of war.❞ ❝the nights get heavy like they always do. i am older which means when i think of forests i get stuck not on the robin eggs but on the fox teeth. in my head i am hunting for myself, but i come up empty again.❞ ❝take this kiss upon the brow and, in parting from you now, this much let me avow—you are not wrong, who deem that my days have been a  dream.❞ ❝and i am tearing myself apart, piece by piece, losing the scattered remnants of what i once was, just trying to find where my shorelines begin and yours end.❞ ❝why does tragedy exist? because you are full of rage.❞ ❝where in the body is the soul located? i imagine it to be somewhere in the chest. some will say it rests in the pit of the stomach, but that is not where i feel my being resides. i want to know is that what this feeling inside my chest is? or is it something else unorthodox, yet homely?❞ ❝i wasn’t always a house on fire. but i’ve always been full of light.❞ ❝you are a church of broken glass and hallelujahs. you are haunted like every other holy thing.❞ ❝there is light in your eyes and dark in your soul, and i would not change a thing about you for all the treasures in the universe.❞ ❝from childhood i had never believed in permanence, and yet i had longed for it.❞ ❝why are you full of rage? because you are full of grief.❞ ❝for i have swallowed whole the demons of past, some yours, some mine, who have taken residence in between the crooks of my hollowed out bones, and haunted the only place i’ve ever been able to call home. they have burned themselves deep into memories of past, uninvited and unwelcome and have laid claim to the way my bones wrestle and rattle within my own skin. ❞

[momibrokeaglass]

I wish I didn’t have to perform

I wish I didn’t have to perform. sitting hunched before the mirror, applying my lipstick.

I wish I didn’t have to perform, standing tearing at my cuticles.

I wish I didn’t have to perform, my youthful body lusted at by men of many pasts.

I wish I didn’t have to perform, from all measures, all angles, each breath, movement and sentence.

I wish I didn’t have to perform, sitting waiting for the bus

I wish I didn’t have to perform

[firesnap]

Nothing sealed in the Wet Cat Trying His Best But Doing the Worst like Hitting on 16. It wasn't the best story on AO3 I've ever read, and YES the formatting was atrocious, but man, the dedication cc!Wilbur had to telling his little RP story. He'd been ghosted, brushed off, had his own illness and travel plans derail things and STILL desperately wanted to wrap up a story with his little Minecraft guy.

He wanted it to the point that he was willing to open himself up to ridicule and memes by trying a completely new format. And yeah, the parasocial vibes are there. I just... I respect the dedication and love for storytelling. I loved the character moments.

Tommy gave Wilbur a glass of water.

The bad poetry.

Quackity had glasses ready before anyone was in his office.

BeeDuo played and went down a hill.

Like. It was the best dsmp content we'd gotten in six months at that point and I'm very happy it exists.

[prophecyprompts]

send ❥ to give my muse a kiss on the forehead!

[sealrock]

"If you had the strength to take another step, could you do it?"

cid ; 26 ; black ; they/them ffxiv blog featuring my ocs, gposes, aesthetics & writings. not into rp. on queue. mature themes ahead, no minors. not spoiler-free.

CHARACTERS. ; carrd. · npc page. · gposes. · aesthetics. · poetry.

GENERAL. ; fics. · meta. · prompts. · fanart. · memes. · ao3.

[mythprompts]

PROMPTS:   MARGARET ATWOOD. various quotes.

i'm thinking about you. what else can i say?

if i love you, is that a fact or a weapon?

you dangle on the leash of your own longing.

your need grows teeth.

i would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only; i would like to be that unnoticed & that unnecessary.

what you can't bury, give away. what you can't give away, you must carry with you.

screw poetry: it's you i want.

anyway, my dearest one, we still have the moon.

anything can become a saint if you pray to it enough.

you think i'm not a goddess? try me.

this is a torch song. touch me & you'll burn.

i exist in two places: here, & where you are.

why does love hurt so much?

when a shameful thing is done to you, the shamefulness rubs off on you. you feel dirtied.

i wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me.

[schleckermaul]

「 GET TO KNOW YOUR RP PARTNER! 」 ( repost, please don’t reblog )

「BASICS」

▐ NAME: luce ▐ PRONOUNS: they/it ▐ SEXUALITY: bi ▐ TAKEN OR SINGLE: taken 💕 ▐ FIVE FACTS:

i have a cat named edmund who is my entire world. we go on walks and i teach him tricks every now and then

unfortunately spend a lot of time playing o.verwatch. i started playing because of l.ifeweaver and got stuck. still playing l.ifeweaver tho

currently training my dying attention span back to being able to read again. i try to do poetry daily, but i'm also reading "song of the six realms" by judy i lin rn! the cover is beautiful and it's been a fun read till now

i used to go by atlas in rp circles! took a big break after the pandemic hit and switched over to luce bc it didn't sit right anymore

i have ocd so i get pretty obsessed about organization and how the blog looks. if u see me deleting posts, this is why

「EXPERIENCE」

▐ HOW LONG (YEARS/MONTHS): i'm 25 now so ... 11 years, with rping specifically ▐ PLATFORMS USED: coughs ▐ BEST EXPERIENCE: i hopped from hyperfixation to hyperfixation throughout the years, but my best time has always been writing break. my time in the c.ritical r.ole fandom was also pretty banger, until it kind of exploded at the end

「MUSE PREFERENCES」

▐ MALE/FEMALE/OTHER: i tend to transmasc beam my characters, that's kind of the trend for me ▐ FAVORITE FACECLAIM: oh man, generally speaking, anything from ph or vnc gets my vote, but i've been using gilbert for a long time! i'm also particularly fond of antoine de sade from vnc ▐ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT: angst! as ur average ph enjoyer, i'm a big fan of tragedy ▐ PLOTS OR MEMES: both! i like plotting a little and then just seeing where it goes. occasionally i also like to go ham on a meme. in regards to memes, @/nobully has inspired me a lot! her meme replies are always so good ▐ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: i ramble lmao. lots of things to say, though i try to balance out ... everything, while still giving enough space and engagement for the reply from my partners ▐ BEST TIME TO WRITE: late at night, usually. i also really like getting up a bit earlier to get some writing in when i'm excited about a thread ▐ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: in some ways, but not in most. break in particular i've just written for a long time, so that writing him comes easily to me not because we're alike, but because i know him well. autism event and such (it's been years)

[chronically-idiotic]

I hope heaven is real, if only for you to swallow the goodbyes you never got to say

I hope that your new hellos are sweeter than any milk and honey

I hope you know that I mean it when I say I'm sorry

[glassdoll4429]

INTRO POST

Known on other things (Sky cotl, gmail, brawlhalla etc..) As GLassDoll (4429)

Host of the @highlighter-scout rp blog

Call me Doll.

Trying to figure out how to beat the cost of living before I have to deal with the cost of living.

I won't be answering any asks that have anything to do with donating. I don't have a bank account. I can't donate nothing. And I don't know if they're spam. I'm sorry to all of the people who aren't spam but I don't want to risk it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

Current Obsession: Doctor Who (Next episode: The Doctor's Daughter)

I like:

- writing (poetry and stories)

- talking

- drawing

- memes

- gomens

- Doctor Who

- The Doctor

- @goblinnick

- reading (fiction)

- getting A's on half-assed assignments

- DUCKS DUCKY DUCKY DUCKY CUTE LITTLE DUCKY DUCKS SO FECKING CUTE

- people

I don't like

- Assignments

- people

- GEESE

- reading (non fiction/long posts)

- Science

- People who like geese more than ducks ( @goblinnick)

[spuelebud]

I loved the sky like it was painted only yesterday, but I fell for the ocean and it's waters , then earth for it multiplied in beautiful places.