【 I apologize to those currently on my blog, I’m trying to find a new theme. 】
as an rper, i don’t mind having an rp partner who takes forever replying to stuff, or isn’t always spamming me with headcanons and aus and drowning in feels with me 24/7. it’s totally fine if sometimes your muse goes dormant and i definitely get it and you don’t have to be enthusiastic all the time with me. i get that sometimes muses are unbelievably loud but during other times they just refuse to cooperate. as long as you’re still passionate about the character that you’re playing and you’re still into our plot, then it’s cool with me.
“Babe, you know I always think you look sexy in your uniform. Why don’t you put those handcuffs to good use?”
bold what applies to your muse: flaws edition !
easily scared | whiny | repetitive | selfish | arrogant | easily excitable | too silly | stubborn | blank minded | overly cautious | loud | easily bored | untrustworthy | disloyal | manipulative | over sensitive | possessive | clingy | obnoxious | gullible | annoying | judgemental | tactless | merciless | unlucky | soft-hearted | sarcastic | reckless | paranoid | unsophisticated | pushy | self critical | smart-ass | solemn | erratic |
Duck tilted his head curiously at the man.
Wait, did that duck just actually respond to his question? Maybe he was imagining the quirk of his head. “--Can you understand me…?” It was worth a try, right?
{ strongxsurvivors. }
“I’ll give you three seconds to tell me where my brother is.”
“What happened last night was a one time thing, okay? So, I'd appreciate it if you'd keep the details to yourself.”
“--...Are you following me?”
“Unless you want to be a noun without a verb, shut the fuck up.”
I’m all he’s got.
【 Been feeling like my character portrayal of Seth is inadequate as of late so I'm going to take a short hiatus from this account. 】
“Why don’t you take a picture? It will definitely last longer…” He’s never been fond of people staring at him, even when it’s harmless.
From Dusk Till Dawn movie/series parallels
“Oooh, that’s even better.” She said, offering a smile. ”So, does my new drinking buddy slash hero have a name, or should I just call you ‘shot man’?”
A chuckle fell from his lips, “As much as I like the nickname, the name’s Seth. I was gonna use one of those shitty pick up lines and say you could call me tonight, but I’ll save you from the pain and myself from the embarrassment. And what about you?”
"I just got asked how much a night of fun with me would cost him. It’s been a while since I’ve heard that.”
“You should have fucked with him and asked for like five hundred dollars just to see how much he was willing to pay.”
”It’s like he doesn’t even know we can all hear what he’s saying.” A pause, and Royce eventually turns his head to his companion. “D’you want to tell him he sounds like a prick or should I?”
“Well… considering you seem to pussy out every time you swear you’re gonna tell someone something the least bit offensive, you should do it.” A coy smirk was quick to form on Seth’s lips, an eyebrow quirked. “Prove that you do indeed have balls, Royce.”
“Wow, okay, friend. I was just trying to talk. There isn’t a need for violence, really. You actually shouldn’t be doing any of this, but that’s just me…” Freddy, shut up and sit down, for the love of God.
A dry chuckle escaped the man’s lips as he pressed the muzzle of the gun to the boy’s forehead. “You must really have a death wish, kid. I really don’t want your brain matter splattered across the wall so do us both a favor and sit your happy ass down and shut up.”