#truth decays rp meme

[lucifersresources]

you me at six // truth decay rp meme.

edit/alter/change pronouns etc as you see fit!  

deep cuts.

i don't know how it feels.

it's a heartache in the making.

for your eyes only.

you're all grown up.

death by a thousand cuts, a lover's touch hurts twice as much.

a flesh wound got you all torn up.

i don't want you to live like this forever.

i don't want you thinking you can't do better.

you would be better off alone.

the man's an extremist.

i know you've got deep cuts.

people tell you to move on.

still holding on to what you know is gone.

no more time for sad songs.

jealously is a fatal dose.

mixed emotions (i didn't know how to tell you what i was going through)

i was more forgiving in the beginning.

you never let the good ones go.

the good ones never get old.

when did you stop making sense?

you're slurring your words again.

i can't handle this.

i've got mixed emotions.

gotta get your head straight.

it all makes sense in the here and now.

we were just boys back then, hanging on by a thread.

didn't know how to tell you what it was i had been going through.

it's better left unsaid.

it's been weighing me down since then.

it's history repeating.

you are codependent.

life without you isn't sweet.

god bless the 90's kids.

i'm not your enemy.

i'm not your friend.

i'm not your day one.

i'm not your ex.

i wanna fill that space between your bones.

god bless the 90s kids, 21st century misfits.

they never know when to quit.

they write their own scripts.

i'm less than zero, but i'm your hero.

i'm your hero.

smile at your rivals, call them your idols.

not sure what's worse when i think about it, living or dying first.

it is all just a blur.

don't drown me out when you know i can't swim.

after love in the after hours.

it might look good on paper, but it's not there in the flesh.

put your happy ending on hold.

before i ever met you, i used to be happy.

i used to be happy.

i buried what i thought about you.

baby's got a gun to my head now.

i don't wanna be here.

you used to love to fuck me up.

why don't you crack me open?

i let your have your moment coz it's all you care about.

need to break this cycle.

you acted so entitled.

you made me want to die.

fill my heart with lies, got away with it a thousand times.

i know i wasn't perfect.

i didn't deserve it.

no future? yeah right.

you're not really who you say you are.

hardly recognise what you've become.

i almost feel bad for you.

you made that call.

you made that call, always wanting someone else to blame.

this was all your fault.

you wanna destroy me.

i'll never surrender my hope.

don't try to control me.

my future isn't yours to own.

we don't know how to communicate anymore.

you're just picking fights.

won the battle, but lost the war.

why do you do this to yourself? it's bad for your health.

coming after me, i promise, it will not end well.

i'm someone that you should fear.

you thought you could get what you wanted.

i won't go down without a fight.

gonna make you wish you treated me right.

heartLESS.

i can't believe this is really happening.

you can't wait to up and leave.

you and i got matching scars.

i never wanna be apart.

don't point your love at me like that.

you tell me i'm not the one.

i'm not the one.

i know you're not heartless, your heart was just a mess.

i found it hard at first.

i found it hard at first, that someone thought i had some worth.

thought i was better on my own.

who needs revenge when i've got ellen rae.

you're my heaven.

you're my cure.

who needs revenge when you're my girl?

she's the broken one, but says that i need fixing.

i need fixing.

without me, you're doing fine.

you couldn't hurt my feelings if you tried.

breakdown.

i'm about to have a fucking breakdown.

my comeback looks like a piece of art.

sky's not the limit, it's a view.

life is short.

my heart and my mind can't synchronise.

don't wanna throw my life away.

i've become yesterday's news.

i could never theow this all away.

traumatic icon.

it's been tough.

it's been tough, taking shortcuts.

i care too much.

i never wanted to feel like we were on different sides.

i guess this makes this real.

if you don't think it matters.

can't take my eyes off it.

i'd give you everything if you asked.

you know that i can't give you that.

:mydopamine:

i am all the therapy you need.

i know you don't trust anybody, but you can count on me.

you can count on me.

i hate it, when things get complicated.

we're strangers standing in each other's way.

we've been through worse before.

i wanna take it all the way.

you are my favourite memoir.

don't drive me away.

a smile to make you weak(er) at the knees.

it hurts my head to care.

it ain't easy.

i think you're doing fine.

do you really care?

it hurts my head to care.

maybe one day you'll drop your guard.

you make it look so easy.

ultraviolence.

my heart is still beating.

there's no way of coming back.

i'll see you when the sunlight comes.

been living in the dark.

don't believe you could do this on your own.

there's too much noise in my head.

will you be there in the end?

i don't know where the good times went.

i see light in your dark.

you hypnotised me from the start.

nothing could tear us apart.

i don't know where it all went wrong.

a love letter to those who feel lost.

take it as it comes when you're feeling lost.

we used to call the shots.

wish i could make it stop.

all your working parts are my gateway drug.

you're the light that's on.

find it hard to say what i mean to say.

if i tell the truth, don't you walk away.

coming back's the hardest part.

when your world falls apart, not giving up.

[godsbox-a]

the only reason was because i ( . . . ) ─ ind. sel. 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 of gege akutami's jjk, anime &. manga faithful. mutuals only. a personal investigation on the decay of a heart when ❛𝙬𝙚❜ turns into 𝚒, the virtue of playing the fool, and how the road down to hell was paved with the best most selfish intentions. ( so i'm in no mood to be pointing fingers. ) maki. rules + info under the cut.

          i.     this blog is mutuals only. basic rp etiquette applies. be respectful of my time and space the same way that i expect myself to be respectful of yours.  please don't put a timer on my activity. zero tolerance for no - brainer offenses. i do keep up with every chapter update, but i'll tag / cut under a  read-more  anything referencing what hasn't been adapted to the screen yet.

          ii.     this hobby's purely for fun, but a lot of that fun for me comes out of dissecting fiction as it lays.  re : gojou's character  - it's insanely easy for fandom to oversimplify &. pigeonhole him into one of several popular interpretations : just the idiot. just the strong one. just an asshole. just a good guy. trying to balance the sum of all those parts and adding in my own thoughts and ideas is gonna be a large aspect of the content i post !

          iii.     with gojou being 28 ( 29 as of chapter 222 ) in canon, any potential shippy dynamics need to be within an amicable age range. teacher / student pairings are a strong no. other than that, if the chemistry's there, i say shoot !  note  :  comfort and connection is important to me when it comes to establishing character bonds and personal verses, and with the complexity of gojou's character in mind,  i won't be accepting multiple shipping partners for the  same  character. updated : percy's geto suguru.

high priority connections : ammonia, percy, robin ( yuuji / sukuna exclusive )

          vi.     i'm not all that likely to post starter calls, so the best way to kick-start something with me is definitely by shooting me a couple meme prompts ! please always feel welcome to continue a thread from there. having multiple threads going on is 100% okay with me !

          v.     i format posts with icons and double spaced / some colored text. i'll generally try to meet my partner's length / style. i make my graphics using my own coloring, so please be mindful  &.  don't lift any content from my blog, whether it's aesthetics / visuals, specific characterization choices that aren't explicitly canon, headcanon posts, etc. i'm completely cool with being mutuals with duplicates (solo or mm) so long as this respect is maintained and there's no competitive feelings.  thanks for reading !

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄   :    gojou satoru   𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆   :    enlightenment, realization of truth or higher perception /  to understand   𝐀𝐆𝐄   :    28, born dec 7th 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 & 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀  :    sagittarius, temperance   𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘   :    japanese   𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑   :    cismale   𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   :    bisexual, panromantic   𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑   :    white, undercut   𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒   :    unnaturally blue   𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓   :    6'3"   𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃   :    tall and towering, naturally slim and well toned   𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   :    operational special grade sorcerer, tokyo jujutsu tech teacher   𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄   :    inherited - limitless, the six eyes   𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍   :    infinite / unlimited void   𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒   :    blithe, extroverted, good humored, perceptive, confident, protective, ethical   𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒   :    arrogant, unreliable, impulsive, contentious, irresponsible, distant   𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒   :    became their own antithesis,  good is not soft, insufferable genius,  lonely at the top   𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒   :    noted to be physically attractive, he'd inherited the eerily illuminating blue eyes of his ancestral line, though reliably stifles this taxing facet with either a blindfold or lens too dark to see through.   𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒   : sweets ♡   𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒   :    alcohol

[rpmemesbyarat]

RP Meme from "Chapter Two: Nine Tribes" in the Bastet breedbook from "Werewolf: The Apocalypse" Part Two of Two

I am darkness and light, the shadow hunter and king of the sun.

My claws hold the earth, my tongue tastes the sky.

I am steadfast and strong, compassionate and caring.

They’re solid, dependable, smart and strong.

Their weaknesses, such as they are, come from being too trusting or too sure of themselves.

And who would deny a tiger’s friendship?

They made too many of the wrong kind of enemies.

Time, however, showed what wonders the people offered.

A warrior’s rage is his curse.

Human hunters killed them in such numbers that the great cats themselves court extinction.

In the last two centuries, many of them have gone west, or have sired European children.

Those who court the darkness must die.

No king is so mighty, no priest so holy, no virgin so pure at heart that their blood would not freeze before the face of a tiger.

I am the battler of dragons, the son of the dawn.

Look upon me and tremble.

Before me, you are as nothing.

There has to be a trick, and I would like to know what it is.

I feel sorry for them — we have much in common.

I would gladly smash them into pulp, but their blood would burn my hands.

Dead and buried. Let them lie.

Perhaps some day they will find what it is they seek. Until

then, I wish them well.

I am not as ignorant as I might seem, nor do clever words make a clever mind.

Bloody claws and a bloody crown are your legacies, false kings.

But he liked humans, and there were some he especially liked.

It was always the humans who made dumb mistakes.

They sneaked around and watched, all quiet and silent.

They thought they were the only tricky ones.

This is always their undoing.

That is one story. There are others.

There are many stories. Each person will tell you a different one, and each story will be the truth.

We are what we are.

You do not need to ask why.

Race was not to be an obstacle.

Any trail he shares will be a short one.

The elements are his kin. The road is his home.

Any trip overseas is bound to be a short one.

No whiners are accepted.

They have no great love for magic, and consider those who follow it to be dangerous.

Immerse him in its toxins and he will quickly perish.

No horse will bear him, no dog will follow him.

If you didn’t talk so much, you might hear a great deal more.

Good Folk. Talk too much, though.

They’re our brothers, and we fought the same war. They’re still fightin��, and I wish ‘em luck.

Don’t like ‘em. Not at all.

Are they dead? Nothing is dead. Not forever.

If you meet one, walk away but don’t ever turn your back.

Rotten bastards.

I’ve never been close enough to one to form an opinion about ‘em.

Trouble was, snow was all around.

It’s also a hungry sight, always searching for new things, spying out secrets.

It’s no wonder they live alone!

A person or animal in need will be sheltered and fed for months at a time if necessary.

Guests will be asked endless questions which seem to make no sense, will be given equally nonsensical answers to their own queries, and have to endure long periods of empty silence.

Clever people are valued companions, while dolts who must be spoon-fed are quickly driven out the door.

Sooner or later, a guest moves on, if only out of sheer frustration.

There’s wisdom in a hawk’s cry and serenity in moose turds

Animals, at least, are more honest than people.

Confront her with their names and faces, and she will be confused for days.

If I were to change my face, would it alter what I am? Appearances are deceiving, my brother; the heart sees better than the eyes.

Your future is shattered glass.

Fishes die. They float for a while, then sink and decay. Then they are eaten by little fishes. There’s a lesson in this if you care to look.

Dreams never die.

Like attracts like.

A hero does not need a parade, only a blanket and silence.

What? You claim you’ve heard this one? Well, that’s nice. However, if you interrupt me while I’m speaking again, I’ll tear your throat out.

Everyone knew his place, and our place was at the top of the heap.

So we were installed as rulers of our kind, though not without some grumblings.

We told them; If you’re better kings than we are, come and take the crown. To their credit, they tried.

Listen to the consequences of that error.

Such an auspicious occasion, and yet we were not invited.

We would not have old quarrels prevent us from our duty.

From this we learned the bitter lessons.

We learned that it is as much their failures as our strength that gives us the right to rule, and we can trust nothing but that strength.

We do not permit interlopers, for who has proved himself trustworthy?

All things have a place and an order and rebels must be reminded of this fact.

Things are simply out of order.

Warfare is the sport of kings.

Their purposes have been forgotten in their shame.

Many kings came and went.

He’s a monster, of course, but a successful monster

Few make the mistake twice.

Sultans and kings have always canceled each other out before.

To defeat a lion, steal his roar.

Survival, after all, comes through strength.

I like their style, but they’re far too refined to be true leaders.

How amusing. If it could speak well, I might adopt it.

I pity these wretched would-be sorcerers.

They claim they want our throne. Well, my boy, feel free to take it. If you can.

Pathetic. And dead. Too bad.

Self-important and obtuse, but too strong to be allowed to live.

Survival takes strength, child, and I cannot see yours.

Cowards, every one.

This world is but one of many. I have walked the secret worlds, and soon you will, too.

Once, all worlds were one world.

Many animals suffered as well as the jungles grew brown and dry.

Why do the spirits die?

There’s much good eating to be had.

All around, people ran in fear.

I am fast, but not as strong as they.

If my brothers and sisters perish, what chance do I have?

Be still, and do not fight

You are too fleet and nervous

You must learn patience and observation.

Traitor!

Fear them, child, and watch behind you.

Your speed is the one thing upon which you can depend.

To them, everyone in the world is corrupt or getting that way

The lesson, driven home by a year of dark tales and a lifetime alone, is that the world is going to hell, and that it has been for some time.

Wisdom is not poisoned by the eyes or ears, but by the heart.

Their extreme xenophobia makes settling anywhere difficult.

The world is hostile, so avoid it when you can.

Mix it into his drink, and he will dance and laugh for days.

Are you blind? How can you see the world around you and not insist that we’re living in the final days?

Their cultured speech hides keen, conniving minds.

I like their words, but do not trust their hearts.

Dead and gone, like so many of their dreams.

I want to trust them. Really. They would make fine friends, I think. Perhaps I’ll speak to one someday.

Them, I would call friend. Too bad they are so scarce.

Someday we must fight them. I do not look forward to that day.

[telesthisia]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; mun & muse - meme.

TAGGED BY: @hyaciiintho​ thank you so much!!! <3 TAGGING: @rcguna​ @cadcnce​ either or whatever works for you bear, @panickypeachboy​ @paintmaid​ @emfiliae​ @windmcge​ and you as well!! The person reading this

FILL OUT & REPOST ♥ this meme definitely favors canons more, but i hope oc’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. multi-muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm. <--- leaving this here because this is super sweet ALSO FAIR WARNING my blog has right click turned off. I’m going to be placing this under readmore but I think you can see it on dashboard view! If not lmk we’ll work something out!!! 

MY MUSE IS:   CANON / OC / AU (Verse dependent) / CANON-DIVERGENT (Interactions & verse dependent) / FANDOMLESS

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES well kinda at least thanks to ssbu before she wasn’t that well known I MEAN PPL KNEW HER BUT SHE DIDN’T HAVE AS MANY FANART AS OTHER ZELDAS SDJBKHJABSD/ NO

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK because not too many people talk about her and by her I mean ALTTP Zel, people are bonkers over SSBU Zel! 

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO if we’re talking about the canon of ALTTP and OoX series rather than ssbu it’s a hard no, she has enough magic to be considered a sacrifice to break barriers and revive the dead but not enough to fend herself off from evil mages who want to talk over the world / IDK

Are they underrated?  YES / NO

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO / MAYBE

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO / MAYBE

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL

HOW STRICTLY DO YOU FOLLOW CANON?   NOT THAT STRICT HONESTLY, she’s just an OC at this point haha because she has zero substance in her own god damn game ;v; she’s just exposition.txt with dulcina effect playing into view though it is somewhat justified since she is the princess and the only thing that stopped Agahnim from breaking out Ganon.... I MEAN!!! SHE’S NOT AT ALL A DEPRESSED CALM ROMANTIC IN CANON LET’S PUT IT TO YOU THAT WAY SDBKASDJHBDASD. 

SELL YOUR MUSE! AKA TRY TO LIST EVERYTHING, WHICH MAKES YOUR MUSE INTERESTING IN YOUR OPINION TO MAKE THEM SPICY FOR YOUR MUTUALS.   TAKES A DEEP BREATH

Tiny funky elf princess trying her best to rule elf kingdom. HJKA there’s more, I’m lazy but not that lazy. She’s the descendent of essentially a mortal god, more than likely acting as an avatar of sorts to the goddess Hylia, as such she’s gifted with fantastical abilities that’s been passed down her family for generations and she intends to use these powers to protect her kingdom that’s still on the road of recovery, as the sole survivor from Agahnim’s destruction upon Hyrule and thus sole scion she’s left picking up the small fragments from the tragedy that occurred ages ago where the Hero of Time had fallen. But here’s the downside to these powers: she was born with a very weak body and poor health as such she can’t utilize the abilities she has from her bloodline aside from a few powers without affecting her low stamina issues. Namely telepathy, clairvoyance, healing, sealing things away, creating barriers, and connection with the spirit realm. As such, she tends to rely on the wisdom given to her by her naturally bright mind and enhanced by the mythical object known as the Triforce of Wisdom. Surprisingly, she can be cunning despite her soft-hearted nature and is willing to do whatever it takes to protect her kingdom and people she loves, her silent determination more than makes up for the lack of powers she may have. That in mind, she’s often the target of more nefarious plans that means the downfall of her kingdom. She may not have the amazing light magic spells her ancestors did to prevent darkness from taking over but that doesn’t mean her magic isn’t any less potent, she just can’t tap into it. She’s an easy target for enemies that wish to use her sacred powers to revive the dead Ganon or break pass whatever powerful barrier or seal that’s in place. 

Her future is pretty grim as well, considering she has a shorter life span. But it’s fine, things are fine she may have a gloomy outlook on certain things but that doesn’t stop her from living life!! Despite how sour this may all seem Zelda is still that encouraging young woman whose kindness defines her, she’s playfully innocent around friends and enjoys exploring old places of decay that’s rich with history! She tends to bottle up her more negative aspects to not worry others since she’s the pillar of an entire ass nation, she needs to maintain her placid demeanor as a means to calm and soothe others around her. Because the truth of the matter is that the events of ALTTP (before the game where harsh plagues among other things happened before Agahnim arrived to fix everything as well as after the events of the game) and OoX, instances where she’s witnessed death of loved ones, the downfall of her kingdom, and coming across death herself has affected her greatly. She suffers from grief and depression that needs to be addressed but... ;v; 

NGL I’M ABOUT TO CRY 

NOW THE OPPOSITE, LIST EVERYTHING WHY YOUR MUSE COULD NOT BE SO INTERESTING (EVEN IF YOU MAY NOT AGREE, WHAT DOES THE FANDOM PERHAPS THINK?).   HJKA TAKE OUT MY BULLSHIT TAKE ON HER AND YOU’RE LEFT WITH EXPOSITION AND DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!!! She’s not at all interesting if you don’t take into account her roles in the mangas which I somewhat base her personality and thoughts on... she’s just.... nice pretty princess that needs to be rescued. A tale as old as time.... 

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO RP YOUR MUSE?   GOOD QUESTION!!! BECAUSE I STARTED OUT WITH HILDA BEFORE DECIDING TO GO WITH SKY ZELDA BECAUSE I WANTED TO DO A MORE OUTGOING MUSE and then I opened up a sideblog for this Zelda out of whim. There’s no reason why I choose the most obscure Zelda, I just did it because I thought it’d be fun. I did not expect this much characterization for someone like her ngl. I guess what keeps me going is the fact that she’s a fun character to write for! 

WHAT KEEPS YOUR INSPIRATION GOING? HA!!! NOTHING!!! Mental illness is a bitch, I will have my down... weeks. Not days, literal weeks or months depending on how long my episodes last. It sucks, and I try to work around it but there’s not much I can do. That said, inspiration depends on motivation and want to write. As well as focus because god knows I have so little of that. 

SOME MORE PERSONAL QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN.

give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO I TRY BUT UNDERSTAND THERE’S NOT MUCH TO WORK WITH IN CANON YOU EITHER LIKE HER OR DON’T 

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO but I honestly should???

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day?  YES / NO

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES where’s the kinda opition, because I personally love her and think she’s interesting enough but I’m still working a lot on her NO

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / HA HARD NO

Are you a sensitive person?  YES fun part of having ADD is that you feel emotions more intenstly, I’m naturally a senstive person too so :’)))) / NO

DO YOU ACCEPT CRITICISM WELL ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL?   YES OF COURSE!!!! As someone who wants to grow more in writing any sort of feedback is appreciated! 

DO YOU LIKE QUESTIONS, WHICH HELP YOU EXPLORE YOUR CHARACTER?   If you give me the chance to ramble about this stupid elf I will literally love you so much like I love all sorts of questions anyone may have about her!! Though I feel my rambles don’t really make much sense since I just type whatever pops in the mind and put it down as fast as I can without double-checking well enough. 

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES TO A HEADCANON OF YOURS, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?   Sí! Again, I want to grow more as a writer and rper! So if someone were to come across a headcanon they don’t like I’d like to know why so that I can think more critically about it and fix it so that it better fits Zelda. If someone were to say “I don’t like this” without saying why it really won’t help much aside from letting me know that you don’t like the thing, which is fine and valid but pls let me know why! 

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES WITH YOUR PORTRAYAL, HOW WOULD YOU TAKE IT?   Eh, fine with it. I honestly don’t mind if someone doesn’t like my characters, any of my characters I play as! Sometimes, certain portrayals aren’t someone’s cup of tea and that’s perfectly fine. I won’t take offense to it, at the end of the day while I’m still working on Zelda I’m happy with how much she’s grown over the years I’ve played her as... which were just two but it feels longer dude!!! 

IF SOMEONE REALLY HATES YOUR CHARACTER, HOW DO YOU TAKE IT?   Again, I wouldn’t care that much lol. It’s just rping, it’s really not that deep. It’s no different from someone not liking a book because they just don’t vibe with the writing style among other reasons. I may be sensitive but I don’t really take a lot of things personally. 

ARE YOU OKAY WITH PEOPLE POINTING OUT YOUR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS?   Ye uvub! I’m a literal dumbass behind a keyboard, don’t be afraid to say “hey this wasn’t spelled right” or “hey this doesn’t make much sense mind checking it over really quick”. 

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE EASY GOING AS A MUN?   I THINK?! I MEAN HONESTLY I’M SUPER ANXIOUS AND A WORRYWART I JUST DON’T SHOW IT MUCH AAAAAAAA I’d like to think of myself as chill ;v; I try to treat others how I want to be treated and just try to be nice. Idk if I come across as that or not, it’s hard to convey feelings through text sometimes to some. 

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((This was a real interesting one, because it stemmed from a tarot RP memes post, and I actually am self-trained in reading tarot cards! This was much more dramatic than our other RPS. I’ll make a post compiling a little timeline of those eventually. But for now, enjoy the next chapter in this little @last-of-my-bloodline RP saga thing!))

“So what are we going to do?”

Manic and Light stood in Light’s bedroom, stances uncomfortable and arms crossed. Light’s being called for an intelligence briefing was completely normal. Light returning with news this serious wasn’t so normal. Hell, it would have been mortifying if they weren’t expecting a child. And it was clear that Light wasn’t so certain what to make of it, either.

“Look, I know I’m no royal here, but waiting around isn’t gonna be an option.” Manic was oddly serious, oddly quiet. “You spent years rebuilding this town, and we’re gonna make sure it stays that way. For everyone’s good.” He looked down at the baby bump, now much more visible. “Especially for both of you.”

Manic looked at the private sheet of information Light had given him, rereading the small set of words furiously circled and marked for attention. “A figure has been spotted within our kingdom that is beyond a shadow of a doubt a high ranking affiliate of the fox king.” “You would think two years after his death, the buggers would have given up this suspicious act,” he said pinching the bridge of his nose. “If these details are true, then we will have to keep an watchful eye on the fox just to be sure…n’ I had hoped to avoid issues with the tentails again.”

Sighing, he sat down on the bed trying to settle down his stress of the latest news. “I don’t know what has drawn them into my lands again, much less how he didn’t get spotted sooner, I just pray it isn’t for darker reasons.” "Just talking as some kid off the streets, that's exactly why they haven't given up," Manic said, sitting down next to him and patting his back. "People don't just forget a war, and they don't just forget their king being killed. I don't want em to be here for bad reasons, but I'm pretty sure..." He didn't need to finish that sentence. He accompanied Light in his sighs, before giving two comforting slaps on the back. "But they don't have their king anymore, dude, and you've got a rebuilt kingdom. They've lost so much of their strength. You're gonna make it, alright?" He looked Light square in the eyes, putting on a smile through his own fear. "You'll be able to handle one or two idiots, no problem." There was some speak of dread in the back of both of their minds, telling them that it wasn't going to be half a simple as they wished... “I’m sure they are up to something, but I have allies that would help me out in the worst cases imaginable, including granny Ragnarok.” He chuckled softly knowing he'd maybe get a scolding from the woman if she showed up again. He then looked to the roof “You know, the odd thing, the one who started the war wasn’t the true enemy. Demise was possessed by some dark entity…being close to my drakestone seemed to clear his head a bit.”

He turned to face Manic. “The true Mad King was someone I thought I could trust. His Identical younger brother Zhola was responsible for more damage in four months, than he ever did in sixteen years…weird, isn’t it?” "Zhola... Zhola..." Manic rubbed his head. "I've heard all kinds of names, but I guess I haven't read anything in depth. I thought you'd have any answers I'd need." He looked away, staring out the window. "I didn't know he- I guess he really attacked you from all sides." As he looked out the window and Light stared at the ceiling, he clutched at Light's hand, his grip much stronger than normal. "So... He just up and turned on you?" He swallowed hard. "You know, when I think I've heard the last awful thing, there's always something else." He laughed out of nervousness. "I mean, I've been backstabbed, but someone doing that and destroying an entire kingdom..." His grip on Light's hand was much stronger than usual as he stared out at the distant buildings. "It's terrifying." “I didn’t find out about the twist in details till a month after the war. Demise had taken to the role of acting as his brother, it was when I found a familiar scar that I came to realize that the details I had thought were the truth were backwards,” Light replied as he chuckled. “He was so terrified I’d attack him for the trickery, but I came to realize the darkness possessing him had vanished, n’ I knew that it was what made him do the things before the change happened.” "So what can we do about this darkness?" The question seemed to shoot out of nowhere. Manic turned to look at their clutched hands. "It's bad enough these guys seem to be planning something, but they're just a pack of idiots without a leader. I've handled worse, but a vague darkness?" He looked up at Light. "Like, your drakestone can ward it off or something, there's gotta be something we can work off of there. Do you- You know how to block this force, right?" But accompanying his hopeful eyes was a look of vague desperation. Just like his reactions when he'd first heard about the pregnancy, he was more saying these things to comfort himself, and he wasn't succeeding. “The darkness only affected the leaders in the tentails territory. If they have a new king, there could be the risk of it coming back. Hopefully it's just a lesser general just looking for trouble.“ Light sighed once more before looking to him. “If we get lucky, this should be a simple fix.” "We have a warning, and we know there's only one kind of person this could affect. You've got time to react, dude." Manic ran his hand along the side of Light's neck, smiling genuinely. "Sounds like we're already pretty lucky." Manic shifted his body so it was turned towards Light. "Hey, you know what my brother always told me? Prepare for the worst, hope for the best. That's all we can really do right now." He gave Light a kiss on the cheek, to try and comfort him. "We can try and find out if there is a new king in the territory, we can get more information on this dude, and we can send out a warning to your people. But for now, let's just hope he's incompotent." He pulled back. "But if we're gonna do all that..." He looked like he was blushing. "I have to make sure I can protect my king. Would you..." He brushed his quills back. "Do you think anyone would mind if I stopped sleeping in the servant's area? I could just sleep a room over, or on the couch over there, but I-" His smile was filled with a desperate hope. "I want to be here for you, if anything happens. Alright, baby?" “If you wish to move closer, I see no problem with it. Having you closer does help ease some nervousness I do have,“ he said as his tail swayed a bit. “I’m sure things will be alright, but if they are not, it would be good to have company close by.” He would see relief wash over Manic. His stiff shoulders softened, his smiled widened. "Thank you," he said, pulling him in close for a hug. As his head rested over Light's shoulder, he opened his eyes and looked straight ahead. "I'm real lucky I ended up with you, mate..." For just a few moments, the dread of the news escaped Manic. It was just him and Light for now, in the fading rays of the dusk sun. "How about I just move my stuff tomorrow? I just wanna cuddle with you, dude. We'll worry about that fox guy tomorrow, let's just forget about him tonight." He pulled away from the hug and looked at Light. "I just wanna have a nice, gentle night. Okay, baby?" Smiling softly he hugged him. “Yeah, I can do that. It's getting dark, so it wouldn’t do us any good to try figuring out today what to do,” he said before he lay down in his bed n’ looked to him, glad he was gonna hang with him a bit as he just worried about if the Foxes had learned he was expecting again. Manic left all of his normal clothes on, not wanting to take anything too far. He curled up against Light, letting Light rest his head against his chest. Manic purred to send comforting vibrations through Light's shaken mind. "Like I said, dude, we can only hope for the best. I'll protect you," he uttered as he kissed the top of his head. "We'll make it through this, no matter what this is." Manic couldn't think of what left to say. The day had been tiring, and he could feel sleep creeping up on him. So he did the most comforting thing he could think of, and started to hum a lullaby for them both. Just a basic calm melody, to help the two safely drift off to sleep. With his ears flicking slightly to the tune, he slowly drifted off to sleep as he slowly settled down n’ started to purr himself once he was comfortable with the company. It was a strange feeling for Manic. He loved slightly dirty environments, incandescent and neon glows with sub-par lodging. He lived for those things. By all accounts, he shouldn't have really enjoyed this castle. It was fancy, but not too fancy. Clean and polished, but not quite luxurious. Hell, he would actually sneak to the ruined parts of the castle and revel in the decayed and destroyed portraits and statues, fine walls and persian rugs. He should have hated this room, but just to lay cuddled up with not just Light, but Light when he was scared, gave a familiar comfort to the strangely uncomfortable room. They slept soundly. ◇        ◇        ◇        ◇ "Dude, they're just here to help, I ain't gonna complain." The two had decided to walk and pick up breakfast in the market area to help keep them out of the castle. They needed some way to help calm their nerves, and the lively market was always a welcome distraction. With recent events, an adviser instructed two royal guards to follow the pair wherever they went, even if it was more or less just a long, gentle walk. Light chuckled slightly as he knew the guards well enough that they would respect his privacy if he asked them to, but he was concerned still with the details that one of the fox generals had been spotted the day. It had been on his mind again. “I am not either, so where were we planning to try this time round?” It wasn't just the market district of the town, it was one of the only completed districts of the town after reconstruction efforts. As with most days it was completely packed, but pedestrians were more than willing to move just enough to give the king, his guards, and some green schlub who was tagging along space to move. "Y'all need comfort food, how about we stop at that little bakery stand place?" Manic lead the way towards a large stall run by a sheep couple, brimming with fresh bakery goods of all kinds. Manic normally would have had a hard time choosing, but they finally had some cherry pastries. He couldn't get enough of cherry foods. Manic was quick to make his choices, a small number that was probably more than he should have had for breakfast. He waited for Light to make his decisions, looking at some of the vendor stalls on the opposite side of the street. "Man, that chameleon lady with those really sweet berries is back! You wanna grab some of those, too?" After picking out his pastry, Light looked over n’ nodded. “Can’t hurt to buy a few,” he said paying for them, n’ soon made his way with Manic over to get some berries to add in with their food. Her mobile cart was, as it was whenever she appeared in the market, fully stocked with a wide variety of berries. Many of them normal breeds, as well as a few foreign breeds they couldn't quite identify. She would always refer to them in her native tongue, but they didn't need an English name to enjoy good food. They starter to make their way over to her cart. The north end of the market street exploded. Two buildings on either side of the market square suddenly shattered with loud explosions. Smoke and fire billowed from the points of detonation immediately, painting the buildings and many of the market stalls in shades of red and orange. Large barrels of spices, masses of flower petals, and bags of dried powders immediately swirled into the air, taking countless amounts of money from their stand owners. What started as confusion quickly turned to panic, as the market area erupted into a mass of screams and frantic pedestrians and store owners running for their lives. The two royal guards held back the petrified royal to try and escort him away. All Light could do was look on as the masses of fire spread, and as Manic foolishly ran through the dust to the point of impact. It was a bit difficult for the guards to move their petrified royal, as he had seized up upon the blast. One of the rare few things he never got over was explosives. n’ his entire form was tense n’ fluffed out. One of the guards. to keep him away. had to pick their king up despite his minor protests. The other chose to return to assist the few other people trying to put out the fires that erupted from the explosion “Where is Manic?” Light managed to say, trembling from the shock of the unexpected sound. The guard lifting Light looked around the rushing pedestrians, but there was no sign of Manic anywhere. He called out to the other guard rushing into the heart of the incident, who furiously searched as she assisted with the immediate efforts to prevent further damage. They would not have found Manic, as he was the closest he could get to the detonation point. He couldn't see a thing, and no one could see in. Walls of thick, light grey fog from the destroyed structure blocked everything before him. Occasional patches of color from the other powders floating around only added to the confusion. All he did was feel around on the ground, hoping to find some kind of sign of life. "Ooough..." He grabbed someone's arm by accident. They felt scaly. "D-Dude, are you gonna be alright?" He shuddered out. "What's holding you down?" He felt along the body, finding a large chunk of stone that had fallen onto him. He pushed it aside, helping the individual to their feet. There was a large cracking sound to Manic's side, followed by the sound of shattering, crashing wood. He could hear planks from the newly fallen building hit the ground mere feet from him. "Go on, run!" He said, pushing the individual away from where the planks fell as he ran further towards the sight of the newest disaster. The dust cloud just barely began to lift as Manic rushed towards the new disaster sight, absolutely caked in powders and small scratches. There were people who recalled the young lord’s fears n’ stayed near to keep an eye on him as the other guard, after stetting Light down far from the issues, took off back into the mess to locate Manic, n‘ assist anyone as best he could.

Thankfully, Light's friends had also been in the area as they had jumped into the mess as well to find the hurt n’ downs any flames they found to be a threat to nearby buildings.

Shadow had been the one to locate Manic during his attempts to remove a heavy beam of wood off someone he had been trying to help out. “I donno why the heck you’re not with Light, but I need a little help here, Manic.” Manic was initially shocked to see Shadow, but he didn't have time to think about it. He moved over to help him lift the wood plank trapping a civilian on to the ground. The initial chaos was over surprisingly quickly. The smoke and dust lifted into the air, leaving the streets dusty and mostly empty. Rescue efforts were able to find market goers much more clearly. As rescuers ran from fire to fire, person to person, Manic stood next to Shadow, his whole body covered in various types of dust. "I-I was just trying to- He had guards to help him!" Manic said, trying to defend himself. "People needed- people need help!" A horrible thought entered Manic's head. "Oh god, where's Light? He's alright, isn't he?!" “The guards took him back out of the area of danger,” Shadow said, checking the injured n’ using his abilities to ensure they found all the people. ”It would be wise to return to the young lord… I get the feeling he’s going to need the contact of friends and family.”

The guard that dropped Light off eventually found him. “Sir, the lord is worried about you,” he said, noting also Lights brother. “He seems rather shaken up from this unprecedented event.” "Well..." Manic pushed his quills back. "Yeah, where is he?! Y'all have shadow, you can find anyone!" He scarcely needed an answer. He started the jog back towards the castle, guard in tow. He didn't look back at the rubble of the destroyed area, he's seen enough of it. He did his best to dust his body off as he dashed through the streets far too slowly for his liking. Even his brother wouldn't have been able to run fast enough for this situation. He needed to be back at the castle immediately, and any seconds waster running were seconds he could be using to comfort Light. It wasn't hard to find Light in the castle. The normally quiet halls were now heavily guarded due to the situation, not to mention punctuated with rumors and muted confusion from the various conversations of the castle leaking through doorways. He made a beeline for the master bedroom, to which two guards standing in front begrudgingly let him in. He knew Light would be shaken, but he had no idea just how petrified he would seem. "B-baby, I'm here." He spoke quietly, his fears topping out past terror to a strange anxious serenity. He didn't want to approach Light, so he stood where he was. "You aren't hurt, right? How are you- You holding up well?" He shouldn't have even asked. He clearly wasn't. He glanced back once he heard Manic, though it was obvious he hadn’t calmed down much at all since the initial issue. “I…I’m fine,” he mumbled, looking back to his window, his form still trembling from the episode n’ tensed up still to boot. “It wasn’t that serious I hope.”

The young lord had trouble admitting he was terrified of the explosion that happened, though he knew stress was bad for the baby, he just had too much trouble calming down. "You aren't fine," Manic said, slowly approaching. He sat on the edge of the bed next to Light, placing his hand on Light's once more. "I ain't gonna judge, dude, I'm still really shocked. You can be honest with me, you can trust me." Light's fur was all standing on end. He'd never seen him this scared before. Manic reached his arm around Light, pulling him closer. "I'm sorry I ran off, but I didn't have a choice. People needed help, and now they're getting plenty of help. I'm here for you, okay?" He hugged Light so his head was resting over Manic's shoulder, to give him a place to cry if he needed. "Let it all out." A bit unsure of what to say to Manic he simply hugged him n’ tried to calm himself with little effect.

“You had to do what was needed… I’m not mad,” he mumbled. Tears slid down his muzzle as he buried his face in the crook of Manic’s neck. “T-truth is I’m terrified of explosives n’ the sounds they carry… I’ve had too much of it during the war n’ I’ve seen the terrible effects it can have on lives.” He was still trembling even in Manic’s hold as he still had trouble shaking off the fear that just came up. Thus was the common problem with him. Manic's grip loosened slightly as he mentioned his fears, but quickly pulled him closer soon after. "I had no idea you were still..." He sighed. "I should've known." He rubbed along Light's back, and pressed his lips against his fur. "If I'd known, I would've run to you first thing." There was a new fear cropping in his mind, a fear that he could have somehow stopped Light from experiencing his trauma this intensely. But as he finished those sentences, he couldn't think of what else to say, either. They were both terrified, and nothing he could say would change that much. So he didn't speak. His voice instead purred, turning to a hum, and then a soft, gentle melody he sung near Light's submissive ears. "It's all frigid shade for the autumn raids But we're breathing, moving, Cornered, but the ceasefire's ordered, We're safe, close and quartered No battle lines are drawn" It wasn't the best choice to sing a melody using fighting melodies, but the theme was appropriate. Serenity in the face of terror. That's all they needed. His ears rose up a bit as he listened to him lightly sing the melody to him, n’ true it was a strange choice, but he didn’t care. It did ease his worry n’ his tense form started to settle a little. He still clung to him, yet he had closed his eyes to simply listen n’ hope it could at least help him clear his head of the overdose of panic n’ adrenaline. Light was doing his best to calm down, Manic could tell. But he was quivering and shuddering intensely, and every noise he uttered made it clear he was on the verge of tears. Manic held tight, continuing to coo out gentle melody after gentle melody.  His hands brushed his fur, not just to give him comfort, but to try and brush some of his startled fur down in the vain hope it would help him relax. "Light." Manic's soft speech interrupted his gentle cooing. "Shadow can handle most of the emergency planning that needs to be done. I can help, too, if you're not up for it. We can call a doctor, if you want." He pulled away, and looked Light in the eyes. "We all get it, babe. Your people understand your trauma, they'll be fine. Shadow understands, your kids understand. We all love you, we'll keep you safe." He leaned forward, and kissed his forehead. They’d been dating for months, he was finally ready to say it. "I love you so fucking much, babe." Listening to Manic the whole time, he sighed slightly as he then looked up to him as well. Though his quills were just a wildly set as his feathers, he had started to settle down as his shivering has dropped down. “n’ I love you, Manic,” he said, leaning up to kiss him lightly. It was a strangely brief kiss for them, and despite the mutual love, it was uncharacteristically soft. Manic didn't want to kiss him too hard, or for too long. It didn't need to be. Manic wished it was stronger, of course. He wanted to make out into the night and show his boyfriend that he really did love him, but he couldn't. A short, passionate kiss and a long embrace was all Manic thought he could handle. When they pulled away, they stared for a moment. Were things going to be different? And what was hatching in Manic's mind? His stare wasn't shocked, it was focused, and he could see the corners of his mouth jitter like they always did when he had a joke in mind. Soon, they stopped moving as Manic gave in and smiled smugly. He couldn't help it, humor was therapeutic to him. "Most people say that before getting four months pregnant~" “Maybe true,” he said as his wings folded into a more relaxed position n’ he managed a light chuckle. “I’m sorry you had to see me like this, I’m normally composed n’ better, but I guess one can’t help themselves in this kind of situation.” "Ssshhh." Manic hushed him as he leaned in to give him another kiss on his forehead. "Don't apologize for your trauma, we're going to be alright. Take as much time as you need. I've dealt with trauma, I know how hard it is. But we'll work it out, no matter what. They did it like this because they wanted to shake you, because they knew they couldn't beat us on a battlefield. You're so much stronger than some screaming pile of lumpsuckers will ever be, we'll handle this one way or another. And I'm gonna make sure you know that." He held Light again, this time kissing his collarbone with a big, goofy smile. "I'll do whatever it takes to see you smile, babe." Hugging Manic once more, he gave a small lighthearted smile as he knew they both had this kind of issue to surpass, even if they maybe different in cause or reason. “Thank you Manic, it means a lot to know I have friends n’ family to help me get through these kinds of days,” he said lightly as he gave a content sigh, feeling his distraught fading finally. "There it is," Manic said as he finally saw Light smile again. He leaned forward, and gave a small, goofy kiss on his cheek. He held Light tightly to give him some kind of physical and psychological support. "I'm here to help, mate. And a little smile isn't going to hurt." Despite that, Manic was having trouble smiling himself. He was clearly going to need an intelligence briefing, not to mention plenty of discussions with advisers and police and many, many people about how to handle this situation. They couldn't cuddle the pain away forever, it was time for Light to be a leader. Although he had one idea that just might make him a little happier. He summoned that night they first met... ...and gave a large, farty kiss right on his shoulder. Ears sprung up as he gave the familiar surprised yip, before the laughter broke out as he had not expected the same trick that got him the first time they encountered each other to affect him the same way twice. “You cheeky devil,” he said trying to rid the blushing he just had crept up on him. He didn’t know why, but it did seem to rid his tension as he was perfectly distracted by his silly partner. “I guess I have another mess to clean thanks to those darned tentails.” "Yeah, there's so much that has to be done," Manic admitted, patting him on the shoulder. "But you've handled much larger catastrophe. You've already got rebuilding efforts going on, people know what they're doing. We can help the construction-" He laughed gently, then papped Light's belly. "Well, you can't, you've got this little turd to worry about. But I'll help, honest." Manic leaned towards Light and wrapped his arm around his shoulders, huddling him close. "Hey, do you still want me to call a doctor? You should be sure you're gonna be alright before you try and handle something like this." He looked Light in the eyes, smiling. "If you want, I could come along and keep you company. Or do you just want to sit here for a while?" “No doubt the explosion would have one of my medics coming in soon to check on me due to the pregnancy,” he replied as he eventually lay back to relax himself, looking up to the roof once more. “But I can sense the pup is fine, though they will argue with me on the point, not that I mind that. They do have their responsibilities.” Manic kept sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at Light. "They haven't checked on you already? I would've thought that's the first thing they'd do." He puffed and looked out the window. "Well, there are a bunch more people they have to..." He faltered. He'd tried not to bring up the pedestrians caught in the explosion, but it was too late now. The view from the window showed clear skies. The cloud of dust and smoke had cleared. "Your people have been focused on rebuilding for years, mate, they can handle maybe eight buildings at worst. And with that crew Shadow had come along with him..." He laid down next to Light, turned on his side so he was facing his partner. "I think the shock might be the worst part of this, honestly. And if you can survive that with all your trauma, I'm sure your people will recover." He didn't bring up the possibility of future attacks, or the return of the foxes. It certainly wasn't the end of the trouble, but he didn't need Light to focus on that. He placed on hand on Light's womb. "Are you sure you're both gonna be alright?" Light nodded to him as he looked to him for a moment. “Yeah, we’ll be alright, it's not the first time I’ve been in some crazy situation while expecting kits,“ he said as he relaxed for a moment as his medic n’ a guard returned to his quarters to check on him n’ Manic, since the guard reported he had a few minor wounds to look at.

Once sure they were alright, Light looked to the Mobian wolf. “I need you to take an order out to the scouts n’ track the tentail that was sighted before n’ bring the m in for questioning. Hopefully, they will explain the reason for this chaos that has ensued.” The guard was off with a nod and salute. Manic helped Light stand from the bed, help he didn't really need this early in his pregnancy, but still a kind gesture. His eyes kept darting for the window, looking over the destroyed buildings visible from the castle. "It feels kind of surreal, right? Like it was made up, doesn't it?" Light was more accustomed to these things than Manic. Of course, neither was fine with it, but Light had lived through these things before. "I'll just try and do as much stuff as I can before if actually hits me," he said, hiding his honest admission as some kind of a joke. "Well, if you're ready to get this show on the road..." Manic opened the bedroom door, motioning for Light to leave in front of him. "...let's get this fox hunt started."

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123 Character Flaws Meme

REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG.

BOLD traits that apply to your Muse most of the time. ITALICIZE traits that apply to your Muse in certain situations/AUs.

Tagged by: took it from an rp blog Tagging: whoever

Absent-minded - Preoccupied to the extent of being unaware of one’s immediate surroundings. Abstracted, daydreaming, inattentive, oblivious, forgetful.

Abusive - Characterized by improper infliction of physical or psychological maltreatment towards another.

Addict - One who is addicted to a compulsive activity. Examples: gambling, drugs, sex.

Aimless - Devoid of direction or purpose.

Alcoholic - A person who drinks alcoholic substances habitually and to excess.

Anxious - Full of mental distress or uneasiness because of fear of danger or misfortune; greatly worried; solicitous.

Arrogant - Having or displaying a sense of overbearing self-worth or self-importance. Inclined to social exclusiveness and who rebuff the advances of people considered inferior. Snobbish.

Audacious - Recklessly bold in defiance of convention, propriety, law, or the like; insolent; brazen, disobedient.

Bad Habit - A revolting personal habit. Examples: picks nose, spits tobacco, drools, bad body odor.

Bigmouth - A loud-mouthed or gossipy person.

Bigot - One who is strongly partial to one’s own group, religion, race, or politics and is intolerant of those who differ.

Blunt - Characterized by directness in manner or speech; without subtlety or evasion. Frank, callous, insensitive, brusque.

Bold - In a bad sense, too forward; taking undue liberties; over assuming or confident; lacking proper modesty or restraint; rude; impudent. Abrupt, brazen, cheeky, brassy, audacious.

Callous - They are hardened to emotions, rarely showing any form of it in expression. Unfeeling. Cold.

Childish - Marked by or indicating a lack of maturity; puerile.

Complex - An exaggerated or obsessive concern or fear. (List specific complex.)

Cruel - Mean to anyone or anything, without care or regard to consequences and feelings.

Cursed - A person who has befallen a prayer for evil or misfortune, placed under a spell, or born into an evil circumstance, and suffers for it. Damned.

Dependent - Unable to exist, sustain oneself, or act appropriately or normally without the assistance or direction of another.

Deranged - Mentally decayed. Insane. Crazy. Mad. Psychotic.

Dishonest – Given to or using fraud, cheating; deceitful, deceptive, crooked, underhanded.

Disloyal - Lacking loyalty. Unfaithful, perfidious, traitorous, treasonable

Disorder - An ailment that affects the function of mind or body. (List the disorders name if they have one.) See the Mental Disorder List.

Disturbed - Showing some or a few signs or symptoms of mental or emotional illness. Confused, disordered, neurotic, troubled.

Dubious - Fraught with uncertainty or doubt. Undecided, doubtful, unsure.

Dyslexic - Affected by dyslexia, a learning disorder marked by impairment of the ability to recognize and comprehend written words.

Egotistical - Characteristic of those having an inflated idea of their own importance. Boastful, pompous.

Envious - Showing extreme cupidity; painfully desirous of another’s advantages; covetous, jealous.

Erratic - Deviating from the customary course in conduct or opinion; eccentric: erratic behavior. Eccentric, bizarre, outlandish, strange.

Fanatical - Fanatic outlook or behavior especially as exhibited by excessive enthusiasm, unreasoning zeal, or wild and extravagant notions on some subject.

Fickle – Erratic, changeable, unstable - especially with regard to affections or attachments; capricious.

Fierce - Marked by extreme intensity of emotions or convictions; inclined to react violently; fervid.

Finicky - Excessively particular or fastidious; difficult to please; fussy. Too much concerned with detail. Meticulous, fastidious, choosy, critical, picky, prissy, pernickety.

Fixated - In psychoanalytic theory, a strong attachment to a person or thing, especially such an attachment formed in childhood or infancy and manifested in immature or neurotic behavior that persists throughout life. Fetish, quirk, obsession, infatuation.

Flirt -To make playfully romantic or sexual overtures; behavior intended to arouse sexual interest. Minx. Tease.

Gluttonous - Given to excess in consumption of especially food or drink. Voracious, ravenous, wolfish, piggish, insatiable.

Gruff - Brusque or stern in manner or appearance. Crusty, rough, surly.

Gullible - Will believe any information given, regardless of how valid or truthful it is, easily deceived or duped.

Hard - A person who is difficult to deal with, manage, control, overcome, or understand. Hard emotions, hard-hearted.

Hedonistic - Pursuit of or devotion to pleasure, especially to the pleasures of the senses.

Hoity-toity- Given to flights of fancy; capricious; frivolous. Prone to giddy behavior, flighty.

Humorless - The inability to find humor in things, and most certainly in themselves.

Hypocritical - One who is always contradicting their own beliefs, actions or sayings. A person who professes beliefs and opinions for others that he does not hold. Being a hypocrite.

Idealist - One whose conduct is influenced by ideals that often conflict with practical considerations. One who is unrealistic and impractical, guided more by ideals than by practical considerations.

Idiotic - Marked by a lack of intelligence or care; foolish or careless.

Ignorant - Lacking knowledge or information as to a particular subject or fact. Showing or arising from a lack of education or knowledge.

Illiterate - Unable to read and write.

Immature - Emotionally undeveloped; juvenile; childish.

Impatient - Unable to wait patiently or tolerate delay; restless. Unable to endure irritation or opposition; intolerant.

Impious - Lacking piety and reverence for a god/gods and their followers.

Impish - Naughtily or annoyingly playful.

Incompetent - Unable to execute tasks, no matter how the size or difficulty.

Indecisive - Characterized by lack of decision and firmness, especially under pressure.

Indifferent - The trait of lacking enthusiasm for or interest in things generally, remaining calm and seeming not to care; a casual lack of concern. Having or showing little or no interest in anything; languid; spiritless.

Infamy - Having an extremely bad reputation, public reproach, or strong condemnation as the result of a shameful, criminal, or outrageous act that affects how others view them.

Intolerant - Unwilling to tolerate difference of opinion and narrow-minded about cherished opinions.

Judgemental - Inclined to make and form judgments, especially moral or personal ones, based on one’s own opinions or impressions towards others/practices/groups/religions based on appearance, reputation, occupation, etc.

Klutz - Clumsy. Blunderer.

Lazy - Resistant to work or exertion; disposed to idleness.

Lewd - Inclined to, characterized by, or inciting to lust or lechery; lascivious. Obscene or indecent, as language or songs; salacious.

Liar - Compulsively and purposefully tells false truths more often than not. A person who has lied or who lies repeatedly.

Lustful - Driven by lust; preoccupied with or exhibiting lustful desires.

Masochist - The deriving of sexual gratification, or the tendency to derive sexual gratification, from being physically or emotionally abused. A willingness or tendency to subject oneself to unpleasant or trying experiences.

Meddlesome - Intrusive in a meddling or offensive manner, given to meddling; interfering.

Meek - Evidencing little spirit or courage; overly submissive or compliant; humble in spirit or manner; suggesting retiring mildness or even cowed submissiveness.

Megalomaniac - A psycho-pathological condition characterized by delusional fantasies of wealth, power, or omnipotence.

Naïve - Lacking worldly experience and understanding, simple and guileless; showing or characterized by a lack of sophistication and critical judgment.

Nervous - Easily agitated or distressed; high-strung or jumpy.

Non-violent - Abstaining from the use of violence.

Nosey - Given to prying into the affairs of others; snoopy. Offensively curious or inquisitive.

Obsessive - An unhealthy and compulsive preoccupation with something or someone.

Oppressor - A person of authority who subjects others to undue pressures, to keep down by severe and unjust use of force or authority.

Overambitious - Having a strong excessive desire for success or achievement.

Overconfident - Excessively confident; presumptuous.

Overemotional - Excessively or abnormally emotional. Sensitive about themselves and others, more so than the average person.

Overprotective - To protect too much; coddle.

Overzealous - Marked by excessive enthusiasm for and intense devotion to a cause or idea.

Pacifist - Opposition to war or violence as a means of resolving disputes. (Can double as a merit in certain cases)

Paranoid - Exhibiting or characterized by extreme and irrational fear or distrust of others.

Peevish - Expressing fretfulness and discontent, or unjustifiable dissatisfaction. Cantankerous, cross, ill-tempered, testy, captious, discontented, crotchety, cranky, ornery.

Perfectionist - A propensity for being displeased with anything that is not perfect or does not meet extremely high standards.

Pessimist - A tendency to stress the negative or unfavorable or to take the gloomiest possible view.

Pest - One that pesters or annoys, with or without realizing it. Nuisance. Annoying. Nag.

Phobic – They have a severe form of fear when it comes to this one thing. Examples: Dark, Spiders, Cats

Practical - Level-headed, efficient, and unspeculative. No-nonsense.

Predictable - Easily seen through and assessable, where almost anyone can predict reactions and actions of said person by having met or known them even for a short time.

Proud - Filled with or showing excessive self-esteem and will often shirk help from others for the sake of pride.

Rebellious - Defying or resisting some established authority, government, or tradition; insubordinate; inclined to rebel.

Reckless - Heedless. Headstrong. Foolhardy. Unthinking boldness, wild carelessness, and disregard for consequences.

Remorseless - Without remorse; merciless; pitiless; relentless.

Rigorous - Rigidly accurate; allowing no deviation from a standard; demanding strict attention to rules and procedures.

Sadist - The deriving of sexual gratification or the tendency to derive sexual gratification from inflicting pain or emotional abuse on others. Deriving of pleasure, or the tendency to derive pleasure, from cruelty.

Sadomasochist - Both sadist and masochist combined.

Sarcastic - A subtle form of mockery in which an intended meaning is conveyed obliquely.

Skeptic - One who instinctively or habitually doubts, questions, or disagrees with assertions or generally accepted conclusions.

Seducer - To lead others astray, as from duty, rectitude, or the like; corrupt. To attempt to lead or draw someone away, as from principles, faith, or allegiance.

Selfish - Concerned chiefly or only with oneself.

Self-Martyr - One who purposely makes a great show of suffering in order to arouse sympathy from others, as a form of manipulation, and always for a selfish cause or reason.

Self-righteous - Piously sure of one’s own righteousness; moralistic. Exhibiting pious self-assurance. Holier-than-thou, sanctimonious.

Senile - Showing a decline or deterioration of physical strength or mental functioning, esp. short-term memory and alertness, as a result of old age or disease.

Shallow - Lacking depth of intellect or knowledge; concerned only with what is obvious.

Smart Ass - Thinks they know it all, and in some ways they may, but they can be greatly annoying and difficult to deal with at times, especially in arguments.

Soft-hearted - Having softness or tenderness of heart that can lead them into trouble; susceptible of pity or other kindly affection. They cannot resist helping someone they see in trouble, suffering or in need, and often don’t think of the repercussions or situation before doing so.

Solemn - Deeply earnest, serious, and sober.

Spineless - Lacking courage. Cowardly, wimp, lily-livered, gutless.

Spiteful - Showing malicious ill will and a desire to hurt; motivated by spite; a vindictive person who will look for occasions for resentment. Vengeful.

Spoiled - Treated with excessive indulgence and pampering from earliest childhood, and has no notion of hard work, self-care or money management; coddled, pampered. Having the character or disposition harmed by pampering or oversolicitous attention.

Squeamish - Excessively fastidious and easily disgusted.

Stubborn - Unreasonably, often perversely unyielding; bull-headed. Firmly resolved or determined; resolute.

Superstitious - An irrational belief arising from ignorance or fear from an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome.

Tactless - Lacking or showing a lack of what is fitting and considerate in dealing with others.

Temperamental - Moody, irritable, or sensitive. Excitable, volatile, emotional.

Theatrical - Having a flair for over dramatizing situations, doing things in a ‘big way’ and love to be ‘centre stage’.

Timid -Tends to be shy and/or quiet, shrinking away from offering opinions or from strangers and newcomers, fearing confrontations and violence.

Tongue-tied - Speechless or confused in expression, as from shyness, embarrassment, or astonishment.

Troublemaker - Someone who deliberately stirs up trouble, intentionally or unintentionally.

Unlucky - Marked by or causing misfortune; ill-fated. Destined for misfortune; doomed.

Unpredictable - Difficult to foretell or foresee, their actions are so chaotic it’s impossible to know what they are going to do next.

Untrustworthy - Not worthy of trust or belief. Backstabber.

Vain - Holding or characterized by an unduly high opinion of their physical appearance. Lovers of themselves. Conceited, egotistic, narcissistic.

Weak-willed - Lacking willpower, strength of will to carry out one’s decisions, wishes, or plans. Easily swayed.

Withdrawn - Not friendly or Sociable. Aloof.

Zealous - A fanatic

[rpmemesbyarat]

RP meme from the movie “Dogma”

“I’m as anatomically impaired as a Ken doll.”

“May I continue uninterrupted?”

“Mention something from a Charlton Heston movie and suddenly everyone’s a theology scholar!”

“Read that book again sometime. Women are painted as bigger antagonists than the Egyptians and Romans combined. It stinks.”

“So you were an artist? Big deal.”

“That’s why he’s the King, and you’re a schmuck.”

“ I repeat; this is not a drill. This is the Apocalypse. ”

“ We call this piece "The Fecalator.” One look at it and your target shits him or herself.“

” I just love to fuck with the clergy, man, I just love it.“

"Let’s kill people.”

“Ah, Sweet Jesus! Did you have to use the whole can?!”

“Or you’ll do what exactly? Hit me with that…fish?”

“Honestly, you bottom feeders and your arrogance, you think everybody’s just trying to get in your knickers.”

“Do you go around drenching everybody that comes into your room with flame-retardant chemicals?”

“I am to charge you with a holy crusade.”

“What’s the fine print?”

“I hate when people need it spelled out for them!”

“We’re here to pick up chicks.”

“Well, it’s a lot more compact than the flaming sword, but it’s not nearly as impressive.”

“How am I supposed to strike fear into the hearts of the wicked with this thing? ”

“What work did you do? You lit a few fires.”

“Mass genocide is the most exhausting activity one can engage in, outside of soccer.”

“You’re a man of principle.”

“We figure an abortion clinic’s a good place to meet loose women.”

“You’ll offer us sex as a reward?”

“Fucking Breakfast Club; all these stupid kids actually show up for detention.”

“Movies are fucking bullshit.”

“This is gonna sound really bad. I can’t believe I’m even thinking about this, but…”

"Someone told me I’d meet you and you’d take me some place I was suppose to go.”

“I feel like Han Solo, you’re Chewie, and she’s Ben Kenobi and we’re in that fucked up bar!”

“She’s the slut. Booong!”

“All right, well lets say we’re caught in a situation where we have like five minutes left to live. I don’t know, a bomb or something’s gonna go off; would you fuck us then?”

“Tell me something nobody knows.”

“When you do it, you’re thinking about guys.”

“Wars, bigotry, televangelism.”

“You’re saying having beliefs is a bad thing?”

“My eyes are open. For the first time, I get it.”

“Ours was designed to be a life of servitude and worship, and bowing and scraping and adoration.”

“You know, all I’m saying is that maybe one of us needs a little nap…”

“I think we may have to dispatch our would-be dispatchers.”

“See, don’t let your sympathies get the best of you. They did me, once. ”

“I’ve heard a rant like this before.”

“I have seen what happens to the proud when they take on the throne. ”

“Would you - could you - have believed me? You had to come to it gradually. Only now, after all you’ve seen, could you accept the truth.”

“I don’t want this. It’s too big.”

“It’s unfair! It’s unfair to ask a child to shoulder that responsibility, and it’s unfair to ask you to do the same.”

“I wish I could take it all back. But I can’t. This is who you are.”

“Everything I am is a lie.”

“No one can take that away from you, not even God. ”

“I guess this means no more cheating on my taxes.”

“Come on, demon, I wanna see you try that shit on someone who’s already dead!”

“And the pawns are moving into place as we speak…”

“But then your kind came along, and made it so much worse.”

“But true to his irresponsible nature, man won’t own up to being its engineer, so he blames his dark deeds on my ilk!”

“I’d rather not exist than go back to that…and if everyone has to go down with me, so be it.”

“The whole fucking world’s against us, dude, I swear to God. ”

“If I had a dick, I’d go get laid.”

“I think that God is dead.”

“I can’t wait to die.”

“Do you know what makes a human being decent? Fear.”

“I’m responsible for nineteen of the twenty top-grossing films of all time.”

“The humans have besmirched everything bestowed on them.”

“Don’t you think it’s time we went home?”

“No pleasure, no rapture, no exquisite sin greater… than central air.”

“What the fuck is this shit? Who the fuck are you, lady? Why the fuck did you hug my head? ”

“What the fuck is this, The Piano? Why ain’t this broad talking?”

“You of anyone should know that tits don’t make a woman.”

“But I’m a fuckin’ demon.”

“Guys like us just don’t fall out of the fucking sky, you know.”

“Beautiful, naked, big-titted women just don’t fall out of the sky, you know.”

“You’re Catholic, can’t you talk to them?”

“Consequences schmonsequences.”

“Snootch to the motherfuckin’ nootch!”

“Let it never be said that your anal-retentive attention to detail never yielded positive results.”

“You can’t be anal-retentive if you don’t have an anus. ”

“Ladies and gentlemen, you have been judged guilty of sinning against our almighty God, and I promise you, you shall pay for your trespasses, in blood!”

“I’m feeling a little exposed here…”

“Wings, now!”

“I know they were just kids, but we kicked their fucken pube-less asses!”

“Anyone who isn’t dead or from another plane of existence would do well to cover their ears right about now.”

“Are you saying you believe?”

“I’m telling you, man, this ceremony is a big mistake.”

“Go back to your paper routes, you Mighty Duck fucks.”

“Very basic strategy. If your enemies know where you are, then don’t be there.”

“Your continued existence is a mockery of morality.”

“You’re his father, you sick fuck.”

“You, on the other hand, are an innocent. You lead a good life.”

“You have more skeletons in your closet than the rest of this assembled party. I cannot even mention them aloud.”

“You’re awfully nude.”

“You know, maybe you’re wrong about this slaughter thing.”

“The major sins never change.”

“What, are you insinuating that I don’t have what it takes anymore?”

“Get me a… Holy Bartender.”

“Not born. SHIT into existence.”

“I can take anyone I meet and give a zillion and nine ideas a second, but I can’t keep any for myself.”

“I have issues with anyone who treats God as a burden instead of a blessing.”

“You people don’t celebrate your faith; you mourn it.”

“Your hearts are in the right place, but your brains got to wake up.”

“You were martyred?”

“I can’t believe we forgot about the magazine.”

“Smoke that motherfucker like it ain’t no thang!”

“NOBODY IS FUCKING ME! YOU GOT THAT!?”

“If you don’t pipe down, I’m going to yank your sack off like a paper towel.”

“Your hard-on for smiting has prevented us from negotiating what should be the relatively simple matter of catching or staying on a bus.”

“Well, I say we get drunk, because I’m all out of ideas.”

“Oh no, I’ve seen way too many Bond movies to know that you never reveal all the details of your plan, no matter how close you may think you are to winning.”

“You’re looking at eons of repression getting purged.”

“If only they’d let us jerk off.”

“Quit killing people, that’s high profile.”

“So do you do anal? Is it true that chicks fart if you blast ‘em in the ass?”

“The man was right about you. And I am going to go home and tell him so.”

“Quit leering at me. People are gonna think I just broke up with you.”

“You know, I hear pregnant women can have sex until their third trimester.”

“You’re a pure soul… but you didn’t say "God bless you” when I sneezed.“

"Holy shit, it’s the Pope!”

“Ever the fucking apple polisher!”

“Hey Big Bird! Wanna play the Counting Game? Count the shells, Sucker Duck!”

“Snoogans.”

“So this is all about revenge.”

“After the first couple million years, escape from hell became my all consuming reason.”

“You mean, I’m pregnant?”

“You think someone threw him out of a plane with a message written on him like in Con Air? You ever see that flick?”

“It’s the living dead! Kill it! Kill it!”

“Wait a second! Between guys with wings, guys falling out of the sky, and guys trying like hell to fuck me, I think I’ve been pretty patient so far, and I’m not taking another step until you tell me where the hell you came from!”

“I came from Heaven.”

“Is this why I had to come down here this morning, man? Is this why I had to miss my fucking cartoons?”

“Let me give you a little inside information about God.”

“People die for it, people kill for it.”

“His piece will be rubbing inside of your armor!”

“You know ,death is a worry of the living. The dead like myself only worry about decay and necrophiliacs.”

“I told them I was coming up on a routine possession.”

“'Makin’ with the love.’ It’s a nice way of saying boning.”

“Do I come off as gay?”

“I got half a stock when she kissed me.”

“I hope you’re the skeeball type.”

“Bow down, stupid!”

“It never ends!”

“What the fuck happened to that guy’s head?!”

“She’s a clever girl, that one.”

“You ready to make some of those changes I’ve been talking about?”

“One of the drawbacks to being a martyr is that you have to die.”

“All is being taken care of.”

“Why are we here?”

*touches nose and makes funny noise*

“I told you she was a woman.”

“She’s not really a woman. She’s not really anything.”

“She’s something alright.”

“Are you saying you believe?”

“Crisis of faith over?”

“Why don’t you name the kid after me?”

“We’re in Mexico?”

“I couldn’t help it, the bitch was hot!”

“You know, you can’t talk to me like that anymore, I’m gonna be somebody’s mother.”

“Yo, we should go to Quick Stop.”