RP starters: Concern.
- “It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”
- “Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”
- “Blood? Are you bleeding?”
- “I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”
- “I thought I would never see you again…”
- “We should get you to hospital.”
- “Where did all those bruises came from?”
- “I have the right to be worried!”
- “Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”
- “Sleep at my place tonight.”
- “I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”
- “Please talk to me about it.”
- “Let me take care of you.”
- “You need to rest now. Don’t move.”
- “How many times have I told you to not go there?”
- “You could’ve died, you know…”
- “I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
- “You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”
- “This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”
- “Are you sure you’re okay?”
- “You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
- “I’m your friend, of course I care!”
- “You know I’m always here for you, right?”
- “You’re not okay.”
- “I’m just trying to help you.”
- “Let me clean your wounds…”
- “Why did you do it? Tell me.”
RP starters: Heated argument.
content warning: death baiting.
- “Are you even listening to me?”
- “Leave. Leave right now.”
- “What more do you want?!”
- “I really wish you were never born.”
- “I hate you!”
- “Can you just fuck off already?”
- “Shut up! Just.. Shut up!”
- “All you do is whine.”
- “What the hell is wrong with you?!”
- “I can’t do this anymore. Not with you.”
- “How did that feel?”
- “Oh my god, I don’t care!”
- “No wonder nobody likes you.”
- “Is this how little you think of me?”
- “That hurt you son of a bitch…”
- “Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!”
- “Leave me alone!”
- “I can break your nose if I want to.”
- “Are you going to cry now?”
- “I wouldn’t miss you. Nobody would.”
- “You’re so pathetic!”
- “I won’t forget this.”
- “I’m going to break your jaw if you keep talking!”
- “Why can’t you listen to a single thing I say?!”
- “I have a right to be angry.”
- “This would have never happened if you wouldn’t exist.”
- “Get out of my life!”
- “You’re nothing! Did you hear me?! Nothing!”
- “You ruined everything.”
Laurent Paquin - Chant sacré
Ostie d’crisse de tabarnak Ostie d’câlisse de viarge (bis)
Ostie d’calvaire, ostie d’ciboire Câlisse de tabarnak
Ostie d’crisse de tabarnak Ostie d’câlisse de viarge (bis)
Ostie d’câlisse de sacrament Ciboire de saint Ostie
Ostie d’crisse de tabarnak Ostie d’câlisse de viarge (bis)
Ostie d’crisse de tabarnak Ostie d’câlisse de viarge
ostie = fuck crisse = fuck tabarnak = fuck câlisse = fuck viarge = fuck calvaire = fuck ciboire = fuck sacrament = fuck saint Ostie = Saint Fuck
Sacre Québécois
I swear this is educational….
Nous autres [les Québécois], nos sacres peuvent se décliner en verbes, en adverbes et en adjectifs. - Urbania (Our swear words can be used as verbs, adverbs and adjectives.)
So as you all know my French is pretty bad. But I’ve collected a large amount of uh unique Quebecisms that I feel need to be shared….
“shit it’s raining”
wow i love the french
CHARACTER ASPECT PLAYLIST
Rules: Choose 5 aspects that are important to your muse’s portrayal and write one line from 5 songs that expresses each of them the most! Repost, do not reblog
1. Cynicism
I Dreamed a Dream - Les Misérables ♫
I dreamed that love would never die; I dreamed that God would be forgiving
2. Easily Overwhelmed
Tassez-vous de d'là - Les Colocs ♫
Je l'ai laissé tout seul au bord de la catastrophe Pardonne-moé, pardonne-moé J'ai pas voulu, j'ai pas voulu
Pas voulu t'abandonner dans le moment le plus rouge Je suis le lâche des lâches Pas le tough des tough
3. Stubborn as fuck & Reactionary
Not the Fall that Hurts - The Ceasers ♫
All my life I’ve been fall fall falling apart Been tumbling down; Quick fast right from the start
I never learn; Just get up and go on Until I’m just knocked right off of my feet
4. Ecclesiastical & Wrestling with Existentialism
Rise and Fall of the Question Mark - WHY? ♫
What of Wisdom if ignorance is bliss? If knowlege is the pure thing I must be a pervert in your midsts
Too many questions; To kill a man or set him free Too many questions; Stale bread cast on the seas Too damn many questions; One Man….
5. Avoidance
Le Répondeur - Les Colocs ♫
I’ve never simply said I love you. I always add something to it.
That’s how we know, if we are in love. I love you’s make it seems less true.
Stolen from @retrouvaiilles
Tagging @disgruntled-dogmusher @nonsensicaljello @temptationattwilight @hisluckycharm @anitalianasshole @blackmagictea & @tangentially-displaced or anyone who wants to meme
;psa
My muse is a jerk. My muse likes to play with peoples emotions. My muse isn’t always going to be friendly. My muse may just backstab your muse. This does not mean I am my muse. Thank you.
canadian wildlife
DO NOT WATCH THIS IN THE LIBRARY BECAUSE YOU WILL LAUGH OUT LOUD AND GET DIRTY LOOKS OMFG
1: You know, the indigenous species in Canada can be real aggressive, eh? So it’s important to take all necessary precautions when approaching. [Airhorn blast] 1: [offscreen] Get fucked!
@omobolasire1- is this your life? :D
I have seen full grown, University Football players run in fear of these things. They will saunter in front of busses and cars. They will stare you down.
yes everyone hates geese or is afraid of them, they’re whatever lmao
as a Canadian, i must say; this guy has balls of fucking steel.
Geese don’t mind if you walk near them or anything, but to blow a damn airhorn in it’s face… o-o ballsy mother fucker right there.
I feel like this is Jean
Yes. Yes it is.
Ma vie, c’est d’la marde. My life is shitty.
Stresse pas, bro! La vie est si belle! Don’t stress out, bro! Life is so nice!
C’est vrai, au moins il fait beau en esti! That’s true, at least it’s fuckin’ nice out!
Hehe, j’niaisais! Hehe, I was kidding!
A graphic representation of when Jean tries to be positive.
do you roleplay w ocs of states?
Yep! Both Hetalia OCs and the nebulous not Hetalia-y other personification.
Albeit not as often as I like. I merged my NWT and Quebec OC on this blog, so I should be on Maniblog more. ish.
I’ll also RP with ‘em on @unvieuxrenard & @vekzhivi-vekuchis and Wadji if I ever get back onto TF2 blog.
@nxva-scxtia asked for help finding all the State / Province OCs,
So here’s what I got! Add more if you got some.
As an ex-French-student, I approve
My personal favourite bilingual packaging (so far) is a brand of toilet paper that, in its description, emphasises how it’s made from recycled wood.
English: Tree-sponsible!
French: Respons-arbre!
“Please stay? I have a casserole in the oven right now and I made my special maple syrup ice cream for dessert too!”
She was being childish, standing in front of the door with her back pressing up against while her hands were clasped together in a silent plea.
“Show me some love darling, you hardly visit and I never get to see you enough.”
She’s pouting now with a dose of puppy eyes. Double whammy.
Oh that was just cheating. “ Aweille,” Jean huffed, defensive and tense as he fidgeted with his sleeve. He half considered punching out a window since she took the damn door away from him. He shouldn’t, this was Madeline after all, but he was already feeling panic claw at his mind as he tried to think of an escape, “t' dûr de comprenure pourquoi?”
Camme toé, Jean. T’es le tough des tough pas le lâche des lâches.
“You’re cruel,” He finally spoke, eyes still narrowed as he took a small step back. Fine. Food. He could stay for that. He doubted he had anything at home anyhow, “Stop pretending, you got your way.” This better be damn good icecream.
Talking with @onlymiddleground about playlist ideas for the nerds and I really think this thematically fits for Jean but... Ontario. Ew Jean noises
I came home from a year in Kingston I had malevolence on my mind
Car door hadn’t even closed And I cut the old man down to size
I tried to find a job but I couldn’t find a job I tried to put it all in the past Better safe than sorry, I was young … you know the story Pretty soon it all just crashed
They call the cops up on easy street And shut the whole city down They beat their chests and make arrests In this two bit, one horse town
I wonder when my luck ran out on me? I know I wasn’t born bad I’ve been beat down I never had a chance But I made the most of what I had
...
Our whole towns made of stainless-steel And people that are made of gold Some of us are living just to stay alive
And some of us never get old
Young Jae Jung dancer with Korean National Ballet Photographed by BAKI