I know I’m “only” 21 but the RP world often makes me feel so incredibly old with all these 14&15 year olds and such. So…how about, reblog if you’re a roleplayer and you’re 20+.
i loved you so much and i couldn’t save you. do you know what that’s like, when your hands aren’t stable enough to hold something so important. to watch your own reflection drop everything precious in this world into the fire. do you know what it’s like to burn alongside, whispering, please, i tried, i swear to god that i tried
soooo i’ve only been here for a week or so , so i haven’t really gotten much time to search blogs but i’m only following @penguinpiie at the moment !PLEASE if you’re not following already , they are SUCH an amazing cobblepot/mr.penguin / oswald , however you’d like to call.
HARVEY ( MR. DENT )
same goes here. i honestly think i’m only following one blog ( from what i can remember is from the gotham tv series ) which is @districtattorneydent . absolutely lovely writing ??? , check them out !
GORDON ( JIMBO )
i currently only follow @knightlaws ! THIS IS ANOTHER LOVELY BLOG which i highly recommend you follow if you haven’t already. seriously A+++++++++ !!!
The walls are paper thin and I can always hear you having sex and honestly idk if i’m more jealous because i’m not getting any or irritated because it’s keeping me up at night?
The walls are paper thin and you’re always singing in the shower, and honestly you’re terrible but idk how to tell you, so I’ve just started to play music over you but you seem to know every song and it only makes you sing louder??
The walls are paper thin and you just heard the brutal break up of me and my ex, and now you’re trying to comfort me through the walls and it’s kinda awkward but it’s also helping so?
The walls are paper thin and every night I watch jeopardy and I guess you’re really smart because every night you shout out the correct answer and at this point I’m not sure there’s a question you can’t answer?
The walls are paper thin and I hear you having obnoxious parties every night, and I would be mad but at the end of it all I can hear you crying yourself to sleep and i’m actually kind of worried about this lifestyle you’re living?
The walls are paper thin and i’m not even really sure how it started but every night we have conversations about our day over dinner and at this point idk why I haven’t just invited you over?
You broke into my apartment… (also works the other way around)
You were drunk and you broke into my apartment and I would call the cops but you’re kind of out like a light so I’d kind of feel bad but you bet your ass i’ll be waiting for you to wake up until morning so I can ask who the fuck you are?
You were drunk and you broke into my apartment and when you found out this wasn’t your friend’s apartment you started crying and I really don’t know what to do?
You were drunk and you climbed in through my apartment window and I’m not really sure how you managed it because not only is the fire escape broken but you are really fucking plastered? Please, teach me your skills?
You broke into my apartment to avoid something and you won’t really tell me what it is and i’m actually kind of afraid you might be a murderer so why shouldn’t I call the cops?
You snuck into my apartment to avoid your ex while my door was open for groceries and I got so scared I spilled the milk everywhere?
You broke into my apartment while I was out for whatever reason and when I came home I knocked you out and now you’re unconscious on my floor and idk what to do?
We always see each other in the elevator…
We always see each other in the elevator during our walk of shame and it’s gotten to the point where we just share our escapades now and why haven’t we slept together yet?
We always see each other in the elevator and it’s inanely awkward because we both live on the top floor of this really tall apartment complex and we always ride in silence because the one time I tried talking to you I fucked up REALLY bad.
We always see each other in the elevator and now we’ve gotten stuck because of a power outage so really, I guess we should get to know one another at this point.
We always see each other in the elevator and it’s blatantly obvious you’re terrified of them even if you insist you aren’t.
We always see each other in the elevator and I know it’s you who didn’t hold the elevator the one time I was carrying something really heavy and I swear, I will get my revenge.
“ you know , there are WORSE people here. the cannibals , one’s who lack a mother’s touch; it’s all in the brain miss quinzel , which i’m sure you specialize in. though IT IS interesting , almost laughable for you to even think you can get into mine. ”
ed sits opposite of the bottle blonde , tilting his head only slightly at an angle as if he was trying to analyze the woman before him. it’s almost irritable , annoying that they want to send someone in. although he’s gotten past the horrible, horrible realization he’s lost his sanity … well this could just be insulting.
“ if you love someone , is that a fact or a weapon? which conflicts more pain; love or a blade ? ”
he will hate himself & hide it at the same time. riddler couldn’t forget about what he’d done; not his psyche … because the counterpart isn’t to blame. the act was STILL committed with HIS hands. his paranoia crushed him like how waves would crash against jagged rocks. a sick mind , no one helps & no one listens. perhaps one can only trust themselves , really. hands folded together upon the table in front of them. the only thing to separate himself from the woman speaking. a signature grin still crosses features , scanning her expression— questions forming ahead of himself.
“ human beings are weak when they allow themselves love , but humans cannot live without it — any form of it , romantic or not. 85% of your brain will tell you they’re worth it , & then you’ll begin to convince yourself that you’ll do anything for this person. now , while it seems harmless , you will still define as blinded. 10% will be the portion that makes you very sad when they treat you like dirt. any little thing will break you & the 5% is the … invisible , remaining common sense you won’t even notice— it is BOTH a fact & weapon , but what hurts more? neither. miss kringle is the love of my life , though i might’ve just been another one to her … she did not deserve to die. ”
a humorous expression becomes cold & bitter , anger fueled … but he’s still smiling.
“ —being strangled , i believe … outnumbers a blade , even love. while those both can make you numb , slowly… losing air in your lungs will only give you an agonizing & painful death. that’s how i killed her. ”
“Maybe life should be about more than just surviving.”
“I have no home.”
“You’re dead to me.”
“Sucks, but I’m dealing with it.”
“I’m not fine!”
“What if I’m just broken?”
“Blood must have blood.”
“The things we’ve done to survive, they don’t define us.”
“The only way we’re gonna make it through this is if we trust each other.”
“Let me guess, Mommy and Daddy didn’t love you?”
“…Are you gonna cry, [Name]?”
“I don’t need a babysitter.”
“I’d step back if I was you.”
“It won’t survive me.”
“You don’t have to do this alone.”
“No more secrets.”
“All I do is hurt people. I’m a monster.”
“You’re not allowed to die.”
“Who we are and who we need to be in order to survive are very different things.”
“I won’t let anything bad happen to you, [Name].”
“You want forgiveness? Fine, I’ll give it to you. You’re forgiven, okay?”
“I am doing the best I can!”
“Everything that’s gone wrong is because of you.”
“I’m glad you’re here.”
“Pain. Hate. Envy. Those are the ABC’s of me, you take them away and there’s nothing left.”
“I couldn’t save him/her.”
“May we meet again.”
“How about you stick it up your ass instead?”
“You can’t afford to be weak.”
“You have something I want.”
“Revenge isn’t justice.”
“Aim for the throat. Slash, don’t stab. Make it deep.”
“You saved my life.”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Stop blaming me for your mistakes!”
“Maybe there are no good guys.”
“Do you have any idea what you did? Do you even care?”
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