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🌷- Alone

🥀- Dying

🤕- Injured/sick

☠️- Dead

🐥- Alive

😈- Possessed

👻- As a ghost

😼- Transformed into an animal/monster

🦋- In a joyful mood

☔️- In a somber mood

☀️- Overheated

☃️- Shivering from the cold

💫- Dazed and dizzy

💦- Crying

🍇- Extremely hungry

🏇🏻- Being chased

🗜- Stuck in a trap

🔮- In a dream

🛌- Bedridden

📖- Reading/studying

🎍- Tending to a shrine/visiting a grave

🌼- Caring for some plants

⭐️- Stargazing

☄️- In a dangerous situation

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hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

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imagine if i just got on this blog to write with noah. bitch i might

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Being Gay And Stupid Ruined Oscar Wilde’s Life And By God It Is Going To Ruin Mine Too

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❛ come on, what's the big deal? ❜

Chad is drunk. He’s drunk and being ignored and he’s substantially petulant about it. He’s sprawled on the couch, talking upside-down to Buggzy, who he was beginning to think was tasked with babysitting him. Considering Deborah was 85% of his impulse control, absolutely no one had to stopped him from doing this many shots, so who’s fault was it really?

“Deb and Tiff and Vic are ignoring me, for like, each other?”

At this moment, he’s picking a fight with just about anyone that crosses his gaze at the party, and he’s pointing them out to Buggzy in sequence. Kenny keeps giving him labour intensive chores. Vanessa destroyed him at volleyball earlier. And to Buggzy’s credit, he doesn’t immediately abandon him for a more interesting activity.

“Also—Also, who the fuck does that Palomino guy think he is? Thinks he’s so fucking cool with his leather jacket and his stupid... hair.” He frowns, reaching for his beer before Brandon airlifts it out of his grasp and sets it aside. “I’m pretty sure it was him that slashed my tires that one time, you know?”

Forgetting about it instantly, and fully in the midst of passing out, he peers up at him instead, grin lopsided. “Buggzy, You’d never abandon me because you’re the best." He's already half asleep, eyelids fully closed. "You’re the only motherfucker at this party that can handle me.”

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protector / protectee starters

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.” 

“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”

“just be careful.” 

“i’m always careful.”

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”

“i won’t let them hurt you.”

“you can’t save me from this.”

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

“if anything happened to you…” 

“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”

“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“this is the only way to keep you safe.”

“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”

“everywhere you go, i go.”

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

“it’s my job to protect you.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”

“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”

“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”

“please come back in one piece.”

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shower beverage alignments

Lawful Good: shower coffee IF you’re running late Neutral Good: you wouldn’t be caught dead with a shower bev Chaotic Good: whatever u happen to be drinking when the shower-mood strikes instantly becomes ur shower beverage Lawful Neutral: a bottle of cold water outside the shower for when it gets too steamy in there True Neutral: getting thirsty halfway thru and just opening ur mouth like a baby bird in the rain Chaotic Neutral: slushie that u got from the gas station SPECIFICALLY so u could take a shower and drink it Lawful Evil: bath & a glass of fine wine Neutral Evil: shower beer Chaotic Evil: shower MILK

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i do think at parties chad seem to be in control of his alcohol bc he cant be lookin like a #mess but is like 2 shots away from being white girl wasted at any given time 

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                night in the woods → sentence starters

slightly edited in some cases to work for rp purposes. feel free to change phrasing or pronouns to fit your muse(s)!

❝ Do you think we’d be friends if we weren’t, like, stuck together in the same town? ❞

❝ My entire life feels like running after something that keeps moving away into the distance, while I stay in the same place. ❞

❝ I believe in a universe that doesn’t care and people who do. ❞

❝ We’re all gonna die if we don’t keep living. ❞

❝ Go legally braindead from lack of oxygen due to choking on my entire ass! ❞

❝ There is not one person on God’s Earth who doesn’t love tacos! ❞

❝ I am so scared all the time and the fear hurts. ❞

❝ Pretty amazing, to be something at least. ❞

❝ I have really up up days and really down down days. And I don’t know which it is until it’s over sometimes. ❞

❝ Plastic bags are the ghosts of supermarkets. ❞

❝ Being the only queer people in town sucks. ❞

❝ Not knowing how something worked used to seem like… magic. Now not knowing means it might be going wrong and I may not be able to fix it . ❞

❝ When I die, I want it to hurt. When my friends leave, when I have to let go, when this entire town is wiped off the map, I want it to hurt. Bad. I want to lose. I want to get beaten up. I want to hold on until I’m thrown off and everything ends. And you know what? Until that happens, I want to hope again. And I want it to hurt. Because that means it meant something.  ❞

❝ It’s a fantastic ass right? ❞

❝ No fascists at this party! ❞

❝ You could vape. ❞

❝ You know when your body is like ‘Uh whoa I almost died,’ and you get all hyper because you’re filled with dolphins? ❞

❝ At the end of everything, hold on to anything. ❞

❝ If anyone’s going to ruin your night, it should be you. ❞

❝ I’m like, proud of us all, for having good-ass lives in a shitty, stupid, good-ass town. ❞

❝ Nothing is going to save us forever, But a lot of things can save us today. ❞

❝ And nobody cares! I wanted someone to notice things aren’t OK. ❞

❝ Once haunted, can a place be unhaunted? ❞

❝ We devote ourselves to something we barely understand, something we can never touch. We give it a name, and we give ourselves a name for doing so. All of it creates this connection. And that connection, that becomes the thing we can touch. ❞

❝ Oh my god. That was dangerous. I could’ve died. THAT WAS AMAZING! ❞

❝ There was until one afternoon… where something just broke. Reality broke. ❞

❝ They said I had an anger problem, but that’s not true. ❞

❝ I know this won’t save me in the end, but I don’t need it to save me forever, I just need it to save me now. ❞

❝ I have the worst face. I have a nightmare face. ❞

❝ Don’t panic but we’re maybe all gonna die soon. ❞

❝ Okay, I don’t feel comfortable with you objectifying my boyfriend. ❞

❝ I’m gonna go run around naked in the wooooooods! ❞

❝ You can’t take a woman’s husband just because he’s dead! ❞

❝ I am super, super gay. ❞

❝ I think my total gayness came through to the discerning reader. ❞

❝ I am extremely unhappy and you’re the only person who knows. ❞

❝ My dad/mom/parents didn’t like me. ❞ 

❝ My dad used to hit me a lot. ❞

❝ My mom like, wouldn’t feed me. ❞

❝ I’d be locked in there for a day sometimes, or overnight. So I’d try to develop psychic powers so I could like signal to the neighbors or unlock the door. Didn’t work, as you might guess. ❞

❝ I never told anybody. After a while, I started feeling guilty too, for some reason. Like this was something bad I was doing? ❞

❝ Being abused isn’t your fault at all. ❞

❝ I’m just glad I didn’t – yeah, anyway. ❞

❝ My dad had to stop drinking because he was a danger to me and my mom. ❞

❝ I want to grow giant and pick you all up and carry you somewhere safe. ❞

❝ Screw it! I’m doing two beers! I’m doing beer! ❞

❝ I guess beer is just one of those horrible things adults do. Like doing taxes and having babies. ❞

❝ Time makes most dangerous things less dangerous. ❞

❝ I stayed and grew up while you left and stayed the same. ❞

❝ I don’t even believe in hell and I hope they go straight there. ❞

❝ Hey you get that porn off your laptop? ❞

❝ You’re a smooth talker. you’re a smoothie. ❞

❝ Eff college!! All those rich kids and hot people all wring sex and having papers with each other! ❞

❝ I was just saying you look like crap because I love you. ❞

❝ Let’s steal from my boss, who trusted me! ❞

❝ ______ is probably bipolar. ❞

❝ I don’t know what this feeling is. ❞

❝ Don’t ever say daddy again. ❞

❝ I can’t not give a shit. ❞

❝ I thought you couldn’t leave home because of your… issue? ❞

❝ You’re home enough. ❞

❝ Isn’t it illegal to smoke indoors? ❞ 

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Chad glances down to the girl curled against his side; she’s hurt–a clean red slice bleeding through the royal blue of her outfit, only makeshift bandaged for the time being. He can tell she’s fallen asleep now, because her breathing has steadied and quieted, head resting heavy on his shoulder, and he doesn’t dare move, or speak too loudly.

He shouldn’t have ever let this happen to her, he should have fucking been there faster. The baseball bat is splintered where it had impacted with the monster’s skull in retribution.

“Vic,” he begins, gaze lost somewhere in the swaying trees outside. “I’m not… glad you’re here. But I’m… glad you’re here.” His fingers curl against the weapon, a slight tremble to them. It always felt like Victoria was the one saving him from things, standing up for him when they were kids, always, ever since he’d known her, strong and sharp and mean. To him, she always seemed untouchable.

There’s a selfish inclination to nudge her awake, to hear a voice other than his own in this horrible fucking cabin with all the lights blown out and the sound of the storm outside, but he doesn’t. And his eyelids feel heavy, so he keeps talking, softly and carefully into the empty house, and she remains asleep.

“I don’t know what the fuck I’d do if…if you weren’t. I never know what the fuck I’m doing.” He laughs faintly and it crumbles and shakes a little in the end. “S-so don’t fucking leave me, okay?”

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chad

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He feels stupid, moping in his car outside her house. He’s driven their neighbourhood ten times around, and like clockwork, he ends up in front of Tiffany’s house, at her door, curled fist hovering, hesitating.

Hey, “I know it’s super late…” A telltale sting starts in his eyes, and he clears his throat, shifting from foot to foot on her porch like he’s thinking of running. “Dad’s really pissed at me, so I just…” I didn’t know where else to go. 

The crack in the door opens wider, the light pouring out around her in the doorway like a halo; he lets the tension seep from his shoulders, looks down, away form her eyes.

“...Thanks, Tiff.”

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deb, tommy, and chad

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Apartment Story// The National

Stay inside til somebody finds us Do whatever the TV tells us Stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz So worry not All things are well We’ll be alright We have our looks and perfume on

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“what if i don’t want to keep calm?”

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❛ DON’T WORRY, THIS IS ALL PART OF A PLAN. ❜

It becomes immediately apparent that they’re trapped in the Packanack kitchen, now, as he shoulders the door closed, breathless from sprinting and fumbling to turn the lock (as if a locked door is going to stop that thing.)

He’s holding his weapon—a goddamn tree branch— up toward the door in a threatening fashion, pretending like his heartbeat isn’t jumped up in his throat, like his hands aren’t trembling. Adam is a bit ahead, opening the window over the counter and dropping his bat down through the opening.“Did you know that I fucking hate you, Palomino?” He hisses this over his shoulder, watching the boy disappear out the open window.

The sound of wood splintering from somewhere in the house is enough to rattle him into action, quickly following suit. Whoa, way higher up than he thought. He lands next to Adam, not nearly as graceful, bolts of pain catching him at the knees as he hits the grass.

Wince dissipating on his features, he narrows his eyes at Adam, profoundly incensed. “Would love to hear it, when fucking convenient.”

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It’s hard to stay mad at Tiffany when she makes herself so comfortable in his space, bats her eyelashes a few times, and plies his irritation down with compliments. “Is that a new blazer?” “Yeah I— don’t change the subject—“ God, he gets fucking stupid around her, and he already knows he’s lost, since she’s already slipped her hand into his and he’s done nothing to stop any of this. “Fine, okay, we’ll go, Tiff.” To this stupid party, or whatever. He brings his free arm around her and gives her a kiss on the cheek. “Are you happy?”