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ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF
ASSORTED QUOTES FROM TUMBLR TEXTPOSTS, X (formerly known as twitter) POSTS, TIKTOK, MEMES, AND OTHER SOURCES AROUND THE INTERNET
CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.
SPECIFY muse for multimuses.
“ Currently considering becoming a bother and a nuisance, maybe even a menace or a rascal. ”
“ Hungry? Eat the government. ”
“ Yes, I wanna fuck after every argument. ”
“ Silence, you uneducated peanut! ”
“ They should invent a being alive that isn’t so difficult. ”
“ Women have to think I’m hot or none of this matters. ”
“ Due to personal reasons I will be named an enemy of the state. ”
“ Being overdressed is a myth made up by people who didn’t want you to have fun and be sexy. ”
“ What even are daddy issues? Just traumatize your father back. ”
“ I LOVE complaining! You can’t take that away from me! ”
“ I went to the silly goose convention and they all knew you. ”
“ I’m simultaneously ‘I’m tired of this grandpa’ and ‘that’s too damn bad!’ ”
“ The word ew coming out of a pretty girl’s mouth holds so much power … I think that it can tear apart nations. ”
“ Someone made fun of my shoes and the whole time I just thought of ways to push them out the window. ”
“ If you’re short, simply get taller. ”
“ I better think twice? Buddy I don’t even think once. ”
“ My off putting looks, awkward demeanor, and strange behavior have captivated you. ”
“ There’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss? ”
“ You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays. ”
“ I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favorite? ”
“ I really do hate thinking. ”
“ In my defense, I simply do not vibe with the law. ”
“ I’ve done nothing wrong. Except all the atrocities. Besides that, I’m innocent. ”
“ Sorry I couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue. ”
“ Of course you have white hair and trauma. ”
“ So apparently the bad vibes I’ve been feeling are actually ‘severe psychological distress’. ”
“ Stop calling me a bad person just because I’m orchestrating your downfall! ”
“ The more lip gloss I collect the longer I live. ”
“ Sorry that I am obsessed with you in the unhealthiest way possible. As if it's my fault ”
“ The multiple failed assassination attempts against me have helped build both character and self esteem. ”
“ I could be your loser boyfriend. Do you ever think about that? ”
“ Accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday, but god wont let me die so I’m back ”
“ What do you mean napping isn't a good coping mechanism? What do you mean my problems are still here? ”
“ Academic validation is required for my sanity. ”
“ RIP to everyone killed by the gods for hubris but I’m different and better. Maybe even better than the gods. ”
“ Researching the stages of grief to see if I can get them finished in ten minutes tops. ”
“ My parents were like I’m gonna make a child that is so beyond help. ”
“ It’s not easy to admit when you’re wrong, and that’s why I won’t do it. ”
“ Why can’t this family ever have a funky good time? ”
“ How do I show people that I’m more than my unethical career choice? ”
“ I fucked my way into this mess, and I’ll fuck my way out. ”
“ You look so biteable today. ”
“ Why am I suffering? I have so many correct opinions and takes. ”
“ I AM HAUNTED BY A PAST THAT I CANNOT GO BACK TO! anyways ”
“ Challenging authority, angering gods. The family business. ”
“ Third base is me telling you about my father. ”
“ Hey girl. Plagued by terrifying visions? ”
“ Got caught giving a fuck. Embarrassing. ”
“ I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”
“ Do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot? ”
“ I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams. ”
“ Another day of being a bisexual disaster. ”
“ I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. ”
“ Some of you act like murder is such a big deal. ”
“ You wanna hunt me for sport so bad that it makes you look stupid. ”
“ You’re not a girlboss unless you’ve killed someone. ”
“ It’s so weird how no one ever has correct opinions about things except for me. ”
“ Hello, my love — I mean, my rival ”
“ No one is calling me baby and it’s outrageous I can’t believe it. ”
“ No talking stage. Mutual obsession and you see god in my eyes or nothing. ”
“ I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOOKUP CULTURE DIE IN MY ARMS ”
“ Yes baby your emotional walls are high and impenetrable can we kiss now? ”
“ Affection is disgusting. Drown me in it. ”
“ I am gatekeeping my respect from you. ”
“ Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of my own actions. ”
“ I am equal parts fuck around and find out and please don’t yell at me I’ll cry. ”
“ Short legs, big butt. I’m a corgi. ”
“ Fuck being the bigger person; I’m going to start biting people. ”
“ Well that wasn’t very slay of you! ”
“ May I please get a crumb of affection? ”
“ I crave power! Please don’t yell, though; I’m sensitive. ”
“ You call it a near death experience; I call it a vibe check from God. ”
“ Here are some scissors. Now cut it out. ”
“ Might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans. ”
“ All these flavors, and you choose to be salty. ”
“ How can I live, laugh, love in these conditions? ”
“ What if I said ‘to be honest’ but then lied? ”
“ I'm financially at a stage where I understand why people do fraud. ”
“ Yes I may be evil and morally corrupt, but I’m also incredibly beautiful and I think that makes up for it honestly. ”
“ Debates are stupid. Why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me? ”
“ I forget but I do NOT forgive.. I'm just walking around hating bitches can't remember why ”
“ Ding dong your opinion is wrong! ”
“ I’m coming for your kneecaps. ”
“ You dropped your nose you fucking clown. ”
“ Are you a fire alarm? ‘Cause you are really fucking loud and annoying. ”
“ Call me an escalator, because I let people down. ”
“ I love me a good lesbian scandal! ”
“ If you can’t run away from your problems, you’re not running fast enough. ”
“ Everything I want to do is illegal. ”
“ Don’t make me hit your ankle with my Barbie scooter! ”
“ I tell gay jokes because I am a gay joke. ”
“ Fuck! I dropped my mental stability! ”
#askbox meme#askbox prompt#rp ask meme#ask box#roleplay sentence meme#sentence starters#roleplay prompts#roleplay sentence starters#* sentence meme
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random (chaotic) dialogue starters.
* is that all you have to say?
* tell me you love me or something, don't just stand there!
* are you out of your fucking mind?
* it's truly a wonder that you're still alive.
* that's not my name.
* that's not my name and you know it.
* how many fingers am i holding up?
* i swear, it's my dog's fault.
* are you really going in there?
* that's how people get killed in horror movies, you know?
* if you die on me after everything i've done for you... i'll never forgive you.
* how could i ever forgive you?
* sometimes, everything shifts in the snap of a finger.
* stop yelling at me or i'll tell them!
* would it kill you to hold my hand every now and then?
* just squeeze my ass and tell me everything will be okay.
* you're all i need right now.
* you're finally here, so i can fucking sleep.
* i told you to turn your music down!
* you're not my parent!
* i didn't steal your boyfriend, he came with me willingly.
* it's taking everything in me not to slap you in the face right now.
* you know, people can hear you.
* do you ever think before you speak? you should try it.
* i'll change your life, if you let me.
* will you go buy me tampons or not?
* please, close the door on your way out.
* keep your hands to yourself.
* what do you think they were thinking about? you know, when they died?
* do you think they know?
* it's not my fault, it's 4am and you're fucking yelling at me!
* you're a shit friend.
* you're my best friend.
* you're my only friend.
* i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there.
* tell me the truth, at least once.
* did you really cheat?
* i don't wanna know the details.
* can i have some?
* i would kill for a nice glass of wine right now.
* you brought a knife to a gun fight, baby.
* you're so stupid it kinda turns me on.
* i want you to meet my parents.
#rp meme#rp starters#rp prompts#sentence starters#inbox meme#inbox starters#rp ask meme#starter prompt#roleplay starters#roleplay prompts#sentence meme#askbox meme#askbox prompt#ask meme#sentence prompts#mine: prompts.#its 7am and i'm avoiding going to bed#these were the product of a v high morgan
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* ― VAMPIRIC STARTER PROMPTS .
* tw for mentions of blood / drinking blood / death + murder .
Human.
❝ that’s a lot of blood. ❞
❝ so you drink [human] blood ? ❞
❝ how long has it been since you fed ? ❞
❝ bite me. ❞
❝ you just bit me ! ❞
❝ i don’t believe in vampires. ❞
❝ i want to be your familiar. ❞
❝ can you turn in to a bat ? ❞
❝ you don’t have a reflection ! ❞
❝ so do you sleep in a coffin ? ❞
❝ you’re gonna need a bigger coffin. ❞
❝ so, how old are you really ? ❞
❝ your skin’s always so cold. ❞
❝ if you need to feed, you can bite me. ❞
❝ you can bite me, i trust you. ❞
❝ what does it taste like ? / what do i taste like ? ❞
❝ you’re [not] a monster. ❞
Vampire.
❝ drink this, you’ll feel better. ❞
❝ i’m [not] a monster. ❞
❝ i haven’t fed in awhile. ❞
❝ it’s dangerous for you to be here when i’m like this. ❞
❝ i want you to be my familiar. ❞
❝ forget what you think you know, vampires exist. ❞
❝ no, that’s a myth. ❞
❝ i’m not going to eat you. ❞
❝ you call it a myth, i call it a bad stereotype. ❞
❝ your taste so sweet / bitter / good / bad. ❞
❝ your blood smells so sweet / bitter / good / bad. ❞
❝ it’s been awhile since i tasted fresh blood. ❞
❝ you’re so warm. / i forgot how warm living is. ❞
❝ you have to invite me in. ❞
❝ i think i just killed someone. ❞
❝ honestly ? i’m terrified i’m going to have to spend eternity alone. ❞
Actions. ( add a + to reverse the action ! )
[ BITE. ] the sender bites receiver on the ( neck / wrist / thigh / bodypart ) to drink their blood.
[ TURN. ] the sender turns the receiver into a vampire.
[ BLOODLUST ] the sender has gone too long without feeding, base instincts taking over, the receiver finds them.
[ COFFIN. ] the sender stumbles upon the receiver sleeping in a coffin.
[ STAKE. ] after finding out the receiver is a vampire, the sender tries to stake them.
[ MIRROR. ] when passing a mirror, the receiver notices the sender does not have a reflection.
[ OFFER. ] after noticing the receiver hasn’t fed in a few days / weeks, the sender offers to let the receiver feed from them.
[ MESS. ] the sender finds the receiver covered in blood that certainly isn’t their own.
[ LICK. ] the sender licks blood from the receiver’s wound / finger.
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What should my muse dress up for as Halloween? Leave a suggestion in my inbox! 🎭
#rp meme#roleplay meme#ask meme#askbox meme#inbox meme#rp prompt#roleplay prompt#askbox prompt#ask prompt#inbox prompt
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The landscape is bathed in a crisp, white blanket of freshly fallen snow. Plumes of ash gray smoke curl in thin tendrils from the mouths of tall chimneys unleashing the distinct aroma of burning wood into the air. This scent was overtaken by the smell of freshly baked gingerbread cookies which filled the cozy cabin. A tall evergreen tree towered in the farthest corner of the room, covered in shimmering tinsel and reflective ornaments lending it a dazzling pop of color.
Midwinter had arrived as well as the anticipated day of gift exchange. Tav had thought long and hard about what to give Kar'niss. This is his first solstice celebration after all, the concept was thoroughly new to him. They approached the drider with present in hand, prepared to hand it to him. What will he receive?
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Inspired by a conversation on the Kar'niss discord server started by @evillittlebirdie, what would your Tav give to Kar'niss for Midwinter? Send your gifts to the ask box and I will have Kar'niss respond. I will also assume Tav explains what the item is if it's something he's not seen before. The usual ask box rules apply. Deadline for submissions is December 24th at 11:59pm PST. Depending on how many are received I'll either answer over the next few days or all on Christmas day in one big chunk. Happy Holidays! 🎄
#kar'niss#bg3#drider#karniss#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#bg3 kar'niss#christmas prompt#askbox prompt#midwinter#kar'niss x tav
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JENNY FROM THEBES SENTENCE STARTERS
taken from the 2023 album by the mountain goats
"remember at your peril."
"forget the ones you can."
"i left home feeling empty."
"they made a space for you."
"this world is sad and broken, gotta fix a crack or two."
"rest until you're rested."
"just when you think you've learned how to forget, you learn it's just the ones who haven't risen to the surface yet."
"this will be the last time i do this, i'm pretty sure."
"no one lasts for long in this profession, so they say."
"maybe i'll see you again someday."
"you can make out all the exits from a static position."
"i'm never gonna break my neck falling down stairs."
"you can light a cigarette against the cooktop if you need to."
"you're never gonna get by on three hours' sleep a night."
"you're never gonna get by on three hours' sleep a night, unless you absolutely have to. then you'll get by alright."
"you're gonna get a wrinkle on your forehead."
"you're gonna make a bargain with the bad guys."
"you're gonna make some choices you regret."
"there's no place to hide from the prophecy."
"there's only one way out."
"there's only one way out, no matter what you do."
"watch for the signs."
"you're gonna have to steal what you need."
"they're never gonna let you forget."
"but if all that's true, what about you?"
"i think i'm gonna take you in."
"i've always had to follow my instincts."
"usually, i'm out on my own."
"what happens if i take you home?"
"i'm headed for a season in exile, as the oracle predicted."
"according to reliable sources, in thirty days i'm getting evicted."
"i've seen ones like you before."
"i gave you an answer that i thought you'd buy."
"all of this will disappear in the twinkling of an eye."
"i can hear the timer ticking in my chest."
"what are you gonna do?"
"it's better if you have a plan."
"i saw the future in an oil slick, it told me what i need to know: leave a little stain behind you everywhere you go."
"i'm only slightly diminished, older but wiser."
"when you've got a big job to do, you notice how the moments drag."
"live in the present."
"relish the time before you have to leave it behind."
"i'm smarter but scared, now."
"wearing an exile's mark: one that's gonna glow in the dark."
"take all your worry and care, feed it to the big machine."
"once you commit to the turn, you're gonna have to follow through."
"it's the only thing you can do."
"what's become of us?"
"when the vision comes, i have no resistance."
"i used to get so scared."
"it wasn't in your nature, taking in strays."
"i clung to you for days."
"i'm strong now. that was all years back."
"it's somewhere in a wreckyard now. never see it again on this earth."
"let the scavengers proclaim how much it was worth."
"i figure something's gotta happen sometime."
"i wait all day for you."
"i can smell the threat of rain in the air."
"i can only try to understand."
"a small amount of pressure in the right place breaks the strongest link in the chain."
"i'm trying not to buckle under the strain."
"i'll take anything that the others won't."
"i can see the value where others don't."
"i'm striking a bargain with the imp in my brain."
"you're prepared to take another knock for the short game, but you can ask any veteran running back: eventually your joints complain."
"everyone deserves a little light in their hair."
"everybody needs to love and be loved."
"anything to help with the pain."
"you have to be headed somewhere."
"somebody comes bearing the standard just when you need to see it held high."
"i feel something bigger than me."
"a body floating in a water tower only has one way to go."
"never thought we'd see the day when you wiggled free, but you did long before we did."
"i didn't guess we'd ever come to dread that engine's roar."
"nobody will ever know for certain the names of all the secrets i've held back behind the curtain."
"aging motorcycles purr like cats when they draw near."
"i could barely make the frame out through my tears."
"nobody's ever gonna pour plaster in my tracks. my exit will be clean when i vanish from the scene."
"you won't find any thumbprints to dust your powder into."
"depends on the way the wind blows."
"kiss the people you hold dear and forget that i was ever here."
"if word should reach you from the field, be cool."
"make them beat it out of you if they want it."
"if they steer me wrong, i'm just gonna play along."
"let me go to no haven anyone would yearn for."
"let me go free."
"on the morning when i stop looking back, i'll be up to see the sunrise."
"may you emerge free and clear."
"may you do some good where you go."
"i'll carry what i need to carry and bury what i have to bury."
#long post /#memes#rp memes#rp sentence starters#rp prompts#rp starters#askbox prompt#askbox memes#mountain goats sentence starters#the mountain goats starters
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For the drabble prompts: maybe something happy for Destiny or BG3, for the characters of your choice? :)
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Timur is staring at him again.
Felwinter doesn't feel like he's stopped staring in days. Since before they’d left to track down this latest Seraph Bunker.
It doesn't feel malicious or even calculating. It unnerves Felwinter in a way the other Warlock's never made him feel before. It fills him with unease as he crouches in the snow next to the entry's console.
He tinkers with it, trying to gain access while steadfastly ignoring Timur's eyes boring holes into his neck.
After the cables spark for the third time and scorch his fingers, Felspring groans and zips out of Felwinter's coat to take over, "Just let me do it, you'll ruin your gloves otherwise and I'll have to fix those later too."
Felwinter huffs but backs up, giving her space to work. He shuffles to Timur's side and settles in for an awkward wait.
The other Warlock hums to himself as if coming to a revelation and Felwinter glances at him.
Timur's smile is impish and his tone sharp when he opens his mouth at last, "You found something, didn't you?"
Felwinter stares at him, eyes narrowing slightly. Timur's smile widens, "You've been different since you came back from Shaxx's keep. Good kind of different. Less on edge and more simply...alert."
Felwinter stares blankly. He thinks back to his time clashing with Shaxx and losing his head again and again, trying to convince the Warlord of their cause.
That the Iron Lords aren't simply a pack of warmongering dogs like the rest of the Lighbearers out there, Warlord or otherwise. That even if they failed in their mission to help humanity, they had at least tried.
He blinks, the slick form of the ship he and Felspring had found hidden away springing into his mind, almost guiltily. Its warp drive intact, its systems fully functional. All primed and ready to take them away - from Earth, from Rasputin, from the Light, its bearers and all their struggles. Everything. But…
But he'd changed. No, he hadn't just changed. In tossing his lot in with the Wolves, in helping them help humanity, he'd found a purpose.
More than self-preservation, more than running and killing and lying to see another dawn, more than scrounging power to keep himself and Felspring away from Rasputin's clutches, more…
"How does peace of mind feel?"
Timur asks in a tone that's more self-satisfied than anything else and Felwinter blinks back to the present.
He turns to face the smug Warlock fully, testing the words in his mouth.
"Foreign. But not unsalvageable."
Timur chortles, slapping a hand over his face. Felwinter watches him almost double over with a huff. Timur's guffaw dies down to muffled giggles, wiping his eyes, and he loops his arm around Felwinter's, pulling him towards the Bunker's entrance to check on Felspring's progress.
"Oh, I'm sure we can make something out of the salvage in that case."
Please accept my beloved blorbos in that perfect bubble of time before disaster struck q-q
AHHHH thank you for liking my little scribbles <3 I'm glad you've enjoyed them!!
#askbox prompt#destiny#jate-kara#felwinter#timur#nana writes#they're just UUUUUUUGGGGHHH#make my heart hurt in every way that matters
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“ truth is that i’m so damn in love with you i don’t know what to do with myself. “ for the ship of your choice
I could not read this in anyone's voice but Garrus's.
He sits there, by their bed. The days are long, long and peppered by frantic bursts of radio static over the central sound system. Everything is a mess with the tech outages: surgeries are running slower without VI assistance, monitors go haywire, external databases inch along, connections crippled.
And yet. The Reapers are gone.
It’s what he tells himself, over and over. They did it. They did it, and the Reapers are gone, and he has them back. Then, of course, invariably, he ends up thinking about the other things that are gone. EDI. The Geth. Honestly, maybe them, too. But no, no—the basic VI code is salvageable. They’ve already started running high capacity ship processors again, already restarted the emergency rescue mechs. They will find a way to bring the others back. They will find a way to bring Iona back. Garrus is certain.
They stay asleep, the tubes spiraling into their chest and down their throat, for what feels like years. Around them both, London is rebuilt. The Citadel is recovered. The Reapers are disassembled. A month passes, then two. Their hair grows out, long enough to see the brown roots beneath the bleach, and then, about two months later (though Garrus would swear it’s been decades), a sudden brain bleed means that it’s all shaved away.
That’s the first time he really thinks he might lose them. He hasn’t thought that, hasn’t let himself think that, not for a second, not even when they left him in that mad dash for the Crucible. He didn’t think that when he strongarmed his way onto the rescue team, still buzzing with a medigel overdose. He never even contemplated it after he pulled them from the rubble, their cloned lungs working overtime in the thin atmosphere, missing a leg and most of a hand but alive, thrumming with the cybernetics that had resurrected them before. No, he hasn’t thought about it. Not until that moment.
He takes to talking to them, after that.
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COME INTO MY INBOX AND ASK MY MUSE QUESTIONS ABOUT YOUR MUSE.
#rp memes#roleplay memes#dashboard games#neurodivergency memes#inbox memes#askbox memes#askbox prompt
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OOC: Just for a little fun tonight while I work on replies.
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oh man i’m bad at prompts so here are some words i hope are helpful in the prompt department: stars, blood, locks, destruction, paper, and a leaky faucet. please feel free to use as many or as little of these as you so desire skdksk thank you 🥺🫡💖
Sometimes, when Sherlock is feeling particularly nostalgic, he pretends the dust clinging to his bedroom window are stars in the hazy sky beyond.
London isn’t a place for stargazers. It’s just as well; Sherlock’s hardly an astronomer himself, and he wouldn’t know what to do with them if they were constantly hanging around. He thinks, not for the first time: Astrology was created from boredom.
But still, when he’s lying in bed (something that happens on occasion), his view just crests above the buildings across Baker Street. He can pretend, just for a moment, that he’s sitting on the roof of Musgrave Hall, palms slick on the shingles and feet kicking in midair, eyes trailing the hundreds of constellations visible in the countryside. The memories from his childhood come back sluggishly, and he’s never quite sure if they’re real or not. He thinks he can see stars and feel something settle in his stomach, something he knows he hasn’t felt since a child, but that’s the only data he can work with. It creates something inconclusive.
Imagination. Too precise to ignore, too imprecise to deduce. The only conclusion he can reach is that he needs to dust more.
Sherlock sees dust on the bathroom mirror now, and it looks more like frost, this close up. He hisses.
“Careful,” he warns.
John’s eyes tighten, just barely. “Don’t.”
He presses the alcohol-soaked swab back to Sherlock’s temple, even firmer than before. Sherlock bites back another comment, jaw clenched, and folds his hands together on his lap. He’s wet and cold, and the bathroom counter under his legs is even colder. He’s uncomfortable, so he says, “I could have gotten him.”
“No, you couldn’t have.”
Sherlock rolls his eyes, and the movement dislodges the cotton swab. John grabs Sherlock’s face with his other hand to hold it firmly in place. He’s angry, Sherlock thinks vaguely. He wouldn’t touch me directly if he wasn’t.
“We’ll never know,” he says snappishly. “You dragged me home before I could go after him.”
“I absolutely did, and I’ll do it again if you pull that shit again.”
“It was completely unnecessary.”
“You were bleeding!”
“Head wounds always look worse, I was fi–”
“If you say fine, I’m leaving and I’m never coming back.”
The faucet drips beside them. It’s been leaking since John moved out, nobody around to fix it. It’s become a conscious choice that Sherlock doesn’t fix it himself, purposeful. Look at me, he wants to say. Look at how I don’t dust or fix leaky faucets. Look at me.
Finally, he says quietly, “That’s unfair.”
John peels the paper backing off the plaster and lines the bandage up around Sherlock’s wound. His thumb presses against it, warming the adhesive against the dull ache just above the arch of his brow. His other hand flounders; it drops from Sherlock’s jaw and doesn’t know where to go, if it has more to do. It finally settles on the counter beside Sherlock’s thigh, and John sighs through his nose. Some of the tension melts from his shoulders.
“I won’t say I’m sorry, because I shouldn’t be the one apologizing,” he says, “But, nevertheless. I won’t… That’s not something I’ll say anymore. Unless I truly mean it.”
Maybe it’s the mild concussion, but Sherlock mutters, “I don’t want you to ever mean it.”
John is warm. Sherlock wants to curl into it, but John takes all the warmth with him when he steps back in the limited space in the bathroom. There seems to be several things he wants to say, mouth shaping around the beginnings of several sentences, some expletives. “If you don’t want me to mean it,” he settles on, “then stop trying to get yourself killed.”
“I’m not trying to get myself killed, I’m simply–”
“Because if you did,” John continues, “I don’t know what I would do with myself. This time.”
The storm rages outside. There wouldn’t be actual stars to be seen, even if Sherlock stuck his head out the window to search for them himself. It’s oddly comforting. That the flat could be dusted entirely, and there still wouldn’t be stars to be found. It would be nobody’s fault, just a testament to nature’s changeability.
It reminds Sherlock that time passes. He finds that he needs reminding time and again, other than the aches in his aging joints. He needs to know that the wheel continues to spin, because times like right now, he feels as though he’s frozen in time.
“I don’t know how this is going to end,” Sherlock finally admits. It’s been churning in his head since Sherrinford, and things ought to be voiced to be released. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to stop being me. Or not me, rather, but–”
“The Sherlock Holmes,” John finishes for him. Sherlock lowers his head to study his hands where they’re folded in his lap.
“I feel like I’m more a man of the public than a man at all,” he continues. “How can I stop? I don’t want to, but sometimes it feels easier. To have the decision be made for me, so I don’t have the chance to be selfish.”
“You’re not selfish for wanting a different life for yourself,” John says carefully. He perches on the edge of the tub, wincing when his knees click. “I know you think that you’re above the rest of us, but it’s a normal thing to want. People change careers all the time.”
“People don’t change careers like mine. They don’t just choose not to save peoples’ lives anymore.”
“I did.”
Sherlock glances up to meet John’s eyes. All he finds there is honesty, and patience, a stark difference from just minutes prior. John Watson can be endlessly argumentative and staunchly stubborn, but he has wells of patience so deep that it gleams through his eyes. Sherlock finds he can’t come up with a response, so he just focuses on trying not to shiver despite the frost that clings to the mirror.
“Still,” John says with a smile, “I’m glad you do this job at least partly for the public’s benefit. I always did wonder.”
“Hm,” Sherlock replies, purposefully ambiguous. John’s smile widens and he stands, coming closer, and the frost begins to thaw.
“So an agreement,” John says, reaching out his hand. Sherlock takes it before he hears the rest. “You won’t try to get yourself killed anymore, and I’ll… probably patch you up when you nearly get yourself killed, anyway. But I’ll also try to listen more, because you basically just told me that you want to die to avoid retirement and that’s just– that’s a bit. Not good.”
“Deal,” Sherlock says immediately. He reaches out his other hand so John’s is sandwiched between both of his, and he sighs from the warmth. John brings up his other hand, too, clasping them around Sherlock’s frozen fingertips. Direct touch, Sherlock thinks absently. Not angry.
“Jesus, Sherlock, you’re freezing. Hop in the shower.”
Sherlock’s feeling particularly brave. “I didn’t realize I was going to have an audience. Any song requests?”
John rolls his eyes. “Glad you’re feeling better. I’ll go order us some dinner.”
When he leaves the bathroom, the tips of his ears are pink. For the first time, Sherlock imagines retirement. Imagines real stars, and imagines faucets that don’t leak and windows that don’t get dusty. Imagines three rooms (or two, when he’s alone at night). Imagines getting patched up from bee stings rather than the blunt end of a murderer’s gun.
Imagines, and imagines, and imagines.
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WHY ARE WE NOT INTERACTING YET?
A COMPREHENSIVE SYMBOL ASKBOX PROMPT LIST OF REASONS FOR WHY OUR BLOGS MIGHT BE STUCK IN INTERACTION LIMBO. ( INSP. )
Send both the EMOJI and the TEXT.
If you cannot see the emoji, send the [ BRACKETED TEXT ].
❓ [ question mark ]﹕ I am a newcomer to tumblr’s roleplay scene, and I do not know how to get started.
🥺 [ pleading ]﹕ I am very shy in general.
🧵 [ threads ]﹕ I have too many threads right now, but I do want to interact in the future.
💼 [ briefcase ]﹕I am busy with life, but I do want to interact sometime in the future.
💕 [ two hearts ]﹕ I ship our muses romantically, but it feels awkward to ask you about shipping.
➕ [ plus ]﹕ You already interact with a lot of duplicates of my muse or faceclaim, and I am uncertain whether you would feel comfortable with adding another.
🛏️ [ bed ]﹕ We have interacted before, but I am currently fixated on another roleplay community.
🍽️ [ plate ]﹕ You seem to have a lot of interactions on your plate already, and I don’t want to stress you out further.
✏️ [ pencil ]﹕ I’m worried about whether my writing style will be able to hold up against scrutiny in comparison to yours.
🪢 [ knot ]﹕ It takes me a while to work up the courage for approaching a new mutual out of character.
😬 [ grimace ]﹕ We have interacted before, but I worry that I will bother you if I reach out to plot / talk out of character.
🧠 [ brain ]﹕ I’m struggling to think of ideas for interactions, or my ideas are vague and consist only of specific Vibes™️
🤝 [ handshake ]﹕ My muse is an original character with familial ties to your canon character, and I don’t know how to approach you to start plotting.
🎀 [ bowtie ]﹕ I headcanon my original character as being close friends with your canon character, and I don’t know how to approach you to start plotting.
🍿 [ popcorn ]﹕ Don’t mind me; I’m just here to lurk!
✉️ [ envelope ]﹕ First meeting threads aren’t my forte.
🤷🏻♀️ [ shrug ]﹕ You haven’t reblogged a lot of askbox prompts yet, and I interact primarily by using askbox prompt responses as starters for interactions.
🧍🏻 [ standing ]﹕ I interact primarily through starter calls, and you haven’t posted a starter call yet.
🎲 [ dice ]﹕ We already interact on other blogs, but I don’t have any ideas for interactions with this one yet.
🧚🏻♂️ [ fairy ]﹕ I keep meaning to approach you out of character, but I forgot … oops :/
👑 [ crown ]﹕ We’ve already interacted before, but I want even more threads!
🪡 [ needle ]﹕ I want to interact with you because I enjoy your writing; however, your post formatting is difficult to read.
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random dialogue prompts (my favorite tropes edition).
tw: death, angst.
* would you hold my hand in front of my parents? just so they'll get off my back.
* they're looking at us, kiss me right now.
* i know our relationship is supposed to be fake, but i can't help what i feel.
* we're supposed to be a couple, i couldn't ask for a room with two beds.
* we're not a couple, why didn't you ask for a room with two beds?
* i'll sleep on the floor.
* it's late. can't sleep?
* sorry, i thought everyone was already asleep.
* you can't look at them like that if you mean to keep it a secret.
* oh, fuck, we overslept.
* i don’t care that we slept together, but we definitely should not be waking up together!
* you shouldn't be here! if they find out we spent the night together, i'm dead!
* stop saying that, you're not going to die. i won't let you.
* tell me you love me, just once. just so i know what it sounds like.
* how i wish i could be loved by you.
* are you god? how else could you be so utterly perfect?
* i didn't mean to grab your hand, i just got startled. also doesn't mean i was scared.
* why are you looking at me like that? do i have something on my face?
* i'm yours to do whatever you wish to do.
* i'm yours to do whatever you wish to do, but leave them out of it.
* so, who do you pick? them... or me? you can't run from this anymore.
* i can't live like this anymore!
* i can't be your secret anymore.
* you can keep lying to everyone for as long as you want, but stop trying to lie to yourself.
* i need to hear you say it. say it, please.
* i need to know the truth, once and for all.
* you can't keep lying to me! i trusted you!
* you can't marry them...
* i've never gotten over you.
* why would you say that? you know i’m in a new relationship now.
* didn’t you hear? we’re dating! officially!
* i hope you two are very happy together.
* remember how happy we used to be too?
* it was a long time ago, we shouldn’t think about that anymore.
* i have a new life, but i still can’t stop thinking about you.
* if one day i decided to leave, would you run away with me?
#rp meme#rp starters#rp prompts#sentence starters#inbox meme#inbox starters#rp ask meme#starter prompt#roleplay starters#roleplay prompts#sentence meme#askbox meme#askbox prompt#ask meme#sentence prompts#mine: prompts.
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* ― WEREWOLF STARTER PROMPTS .
* tw for mentions of blood / cannibalism / death + murder .
to the werewolf .
❝ it’s almost a full moon. ❞
❝ are you still bipedal ? as a wolf, i mean. ❞
❝ you bit me ! ❞
❝ you smell like wet dog. ❞
❝ so do you howl at the moon ? ❞
❝ take a deep breath, okay ? you need to calm down. ❞
❝ your secret is safe with me. ❞
❝ so we should avoid silver then ? ❞
❝ i just saw you turn into a giant dog. ❞
❝ awoo. ❞
❝ so is this a lone wolf situation, or do you have like . . . a pack ? ❞
❝ do you prefer the term pack or family ? ❞
❝ you are covered in blood. ❞
❝ you’re not gonna start marking your territory or something, are you ? ❞
❝ you were howling with laughter. ❞
❝ look how big the moon is. ❞
❝ what big teeth you have. . . ❞
❝ luckily, i’m a dog person. ❞
from a werewolf .
❝ i’m a werewolf. ❞
❝ you seriously think i’m a werewolf ? ❞
❝ shut up and chain yourself to a tree. ❞
❝ we’re werewolves, not swearwolves. ❞
❝ alpha is an outdated term, based off of bullshit studies. ❞
❝ telling me to calm down is just gonna make it worse. ❞
❝ it’s the fullmoon, i don’t wanna ruin my good clothes. ❞
❝ look, i’m not gonna hurt you ! ❞
❝ get out of here, or i’m going to hurt you. ❞
❝ you think people are gonna believe you saw me turn into a giant dog ? ❞
❝ sorry i bit you. ❞
❝ so, you’re a werewolf now. ❞
❝ welcome to the pack ! ❞
❝ if it makes you feel better it’s not my blood. ❞
❝ i prefer the term werewolf/lycanthrope. ❞
❝ i told you, you need to leave. ❞
❝ are you . . . trying to walk me ? ❞
actions .
[ AWOO. ] the sender howls at the moon.
[ TEETH. ] the sender bites the receiver during a full moon .
[ CHANGE. ] the receiver walks in on the sender during their transformation.
[ CALM. ] the sender reaches out to calm the receiver.
[ DARK. ] the receiver finds the sender out on a full moon.
[ FOUND. ] the sender found the receiver somewhere after a full moon, and decides to take care of them
[ GROWL. ] the sender growls at the receiver as a warning.
[ PREPARE. ] the sender helps the receiver prepare for the full moon.
[ SILVER. ] the sender accidently/purposefully gives the receiver something silver to see how they react.
[ TRAP. ] the receiver is caught in a trap by the sender.
#werewolf prompts#sentence starters#sentence starter meme#sentence starter prompt#werewolf sentence starters#prompt#rp prompt#ask meme#askbox meme#askbox prompt#ask prompt#blood /#blood mention /
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Send 🍲 for our muses to cook Thanksgiving dinner together!
#rp meme#roleplay meme#rp prompt#roleplay prompt#inbox meme#inbox prompt#askbox meme#ask meme#askbox prompt#ask prompt#roleplay memes#rp memes#rp prompts#roleplay prompts
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How Intimidating Am I?
Send 🐹 for "You? Intimidating? Hell no.”
Send 🐰 for barely intimidating
Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating
Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating
Send 🦊 for fairly intimidating
Send 🐯 for very intimidating
Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME--”
#inbox meme#askbox meme#ask meme#rp meme#symbol starters#emote starters#emote prompts#symbol prompts#[ inbox memes ]#[ symbol starters ]
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