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“Yes! N-no! Argh--Just one thing!” he grit his teeth, rocking slightly. “I-I need it! I use it to help with my ADHD!!” He wasn’t exactly aware that that probably wasn’t a great idea, he’d been doing it for years. His coping mechanism unknowingly agitated his conditions. It was his mothers idea-- Oh jesus. “My m-mom! Oh god, she probably hasn’t even realized somethings w-wrong!” Tweek buried his face in his knees, hands tugging at his blonde locks. “She wouldn’t notice if I was gone f-f-for a month!” the fabric of his jeans muffled his speech. 

“Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?”

Claire squinted at the sudden light entering the basement that she had been locked in for so long. It has been a couple days since her kidnapper had opened the door to feed her so even the dim light that shown through the door took some getting use too. Claire stared at the blonde boy trying to figure out if he was there to help her or was just playing nice and was only their to make her life a living hell. Well, more of a living hell than it already was. Finally she answered though, “I’m… Claire.”

(I hope this is okay)

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((Oh! I think I remember now. I was about to say I only rped regularly with one Kenny whoops))

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♡ ((:D))

((Hell yeah–))

—Tweek mumbled lightly to himself, making his usual trip to his parent’s coffee shop. He glanced at the monochromatic streets, black and white stretching as far as the eye could see. It’d had always been like this, and would be until he found his ‘soulmate’. At least, that’s how it’d been explained to him. He wasn’t quite sure he believed that, honestly.The blonde sighed, returning his gaze to his sloppily tied shoelaces as he trudged along. He was bound to bump into someone, and that’s exactly what he did. 

“I’m so s-sorry–” his apology came to an abrupt halt as he glanced up, blinded by a flash of colors dancing in his view as his eyes met the others. He gaped, staring at the person in front of him. “Y-you…Are you…?” he stammered, his shock as clear as day. 

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some yandere, some angst, some rivalry, but no happy stuff on this list:

“You actually thought I cared about you?” “I wonder how loudly I can make you scream in agony?” “You’re a monster!” “It would be a shame if i had to damage that pretty face of yours.” “You’re all mine now.” “How could you do this to me!?” “I trusted you!” “Is that supposed to scare me?” “Put the knife down.” “You’re scaring me…” “You look so sexy when you’re all bloodied and bruised like that~” “I wonder how many volts it would take to kill you?” “Why are you pointing that gun at me?” “Let me go!” “You’re so cute when you struggle like that~” “Your blood smells wonderful.” “Who did this to you?” “You’re in my way.” “I thought you were dead!” “Help me!” “Long live the king.” “What did they do to you?” “What have you done?” “Maybe I should carve a pretty picture in your flesh?” “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything fatal, I just need some information.” “I don’t care what you do to me, I’ll never tell you!” “Stop it, you’re hurting me!” “They’ll kill you!” “I hate you.” “The only reason I chained you up is to show you how much I love you!” “If you keep struggling like that I’ll have to punish you~”

dark starter sentences

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Our characters can only see black and white but when meet their soulmate the world suddenly gains color. Send ♡ for my characters reaction to having the world gain color when they bump into your muse.

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“A WE--” he smacked a hand over his mouth, remembering Claire’s warning to stay quiet. “A week?!” he hissed. “That’s a really, really long time! Why would he even keep you here that long? What does he want?! A week is a long time without coffee!” the blonde continued his rant, wrapping his arms around himself. The longer Tweek went on, the less sense he seemed to make. 

“Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?”

Claire squinted at the sudden light entering the basement that she had been locked in for so long. It has been a couple days since her kidnapper had opened the door to feed her so even the dim light that shown through the door took some getting use too. Claire stared at the blonde boy trying to figure out if he was there to help her or was just playing nice and was only their to make her life a living hell. Well, more of a living hell than it already was. Finally she answered though, “I’m… Claire.”

(I hope this is okay)

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unknown number texts

send me one of the following on anon (or not!) for my muse’s reaction:

[text] I spy with my little eye someone who looks very good in that underwear… [text] I know what you did last summer. [text] Roses are red, violets are blue, you don’t know me, but I do know you. [text] You think you’re safe now you’re tucked away under your blankets, but I can see you. [text] I’ve got your keys. [text] Don’t move, you look beautiful in these pictures I’m taking. [text] I’m sorry if I left your kitchen in a state, I had to rush out when I saw you were home early… Don’t worry, I’ll be back tomorrow to clean it up. [text] I’m sorry if I disturbed your sleep last night, I just really wanted to see you up close. [text] How are you feeling? I might have put something in your toothpaste… [text] Unless you want the whole internet to see you naked, you better do as I tell you. [text] Don’t worry, your child/pet is safe with me… [text] How are you doing today, dear? Isn’t it a wonderful day to die? [text] Humans are such easy prey, don’t you think? [text] R.I.P. [text] You thought you had it badly as a child? Just wait until I get my hands on you. [text] Are you ready to play? [text] There’s something under your bed… Or should I say, someone? [text] I’m your number one fan.

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bold which habits your muse has

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

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He scrunched his nose at the word ‘Master’. ‘Why would he want Claire to call him that?’ “T-tweek. My name’s Tweek.” he answered, gnawing on his lip. “...H-how long have you been here?”

“Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?”

Claire squinted at the sudden light entering the basement that she had been locked in for so long. It has been a couple days since her kidnapper had opened the door to feed her so even the dim light that shown through the door took some getting use too. Claire stared at the blonde boy trying to figure out if he was there to help her or was just playing nice and was only their to make her life a living hell. Well, more of a living hell than it already was. Finally she answered though, “I’m… Claire.”

(I hope this is okay)

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Tweek lurched back at the sudden contact, his shaking worsening. ‘Oh god, oh god--’ He relaxed slightly when he realized she wasn’t going to harm him. Hopefully... “I-I’m sorry!” he blurted, trying to lower his voice. He hadn’t meant to be so loud! “Him?! Who’s him!?” 

“Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?”

Claire squinted at the sudden light entering the basement that she had been locked in for so long. It has been a couple days since her kidnapper had opened the door to feed her so even the dim light that shown through the door took some getting use too. Claire stared at the blonde boy trying to figure out if he was there to help her or was just playing nice and was only their to make her life a living hell. Well, more of a living hell than it already was. Finally she answered though, “I’m… Claire.”

(I hope this is okay)

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QUICKLY HIDE! THE UNDERPANTS GNOMES ARE COMING FOR YOUR BLOOD!!!

     “T-they aRE?! How do you know?! Are you in league with them!? I bet you are, oh JESUS– GET AWAY”

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kidnapped/imprisoned starter sentences

“Not eating the food I give you is not going to make me give you nicer food.” “You should be grateful I come down here and talk to you at all.” “Listen to me or I’ll treat you even worse.” “I picked you off the street because you were beautiful. You should feel flattered.” “You don’t need freedom if I give you everything you need.” “You can come out of the basement if you give me a very good reason to let you.” “What’s this? Are you trying to get away from me? You should know better.” “Get on your knees and pray I’ll forgive you.” “Oh, you’re hungry? Sing me a song and you can have my leftovers.” “Don’t cry, I’m keeping you safe down here, away from the world. You don’t need it. You only need me.” “Freedom is a burden. You should be glad I took it away from you.” “I bought you some new clothes. Please wear them tonight at dinner.” “You don’t get to decide anything, understood? I make the rules and you obey them if you want to remain unharmed.” “You’re nothing but a little doll I get to play with.” “I own you.” “Don’t worry, I’m not going to take away your virginity just like that. I’m saving it for something special.” “I’m not going to kill you. Not yet.” “If you’re good, you can shower with warm water today.” “Crying won’t make me stop hurting you. It just encourages me.” “You’re so young…” “I love it when you scream, but I will only stop when you can’t scream anymore.” “I’m sorry, I completely forgot you were still down here.” “There’s someone coming to join me tonight. I’m sure you’ll be quiet, or I’ll have to kill my guest again and it’ll be your fault.” “You’re going to have some company tonight. Try to think of him/her as your little brother/sister. I want you to do to him/her what I do to you, understood?” “I’m bringing some friends along to show them how well trained you are.” “How dare you talk to me like that. Wash your mouth, with soap. Now.” “It’s been a pleasure watching you grow up. Your mummy and daddy would have been so proud of you.” “I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet.” “I think you should remind me why you’re worth keeping alive down here.” “Tell me how much you love me and you can have your dinner.” — “Hello? Is anyone down here?!” “Oh my god, what is this place? How can you still be alive? I’ll get you help! Please hold on.” “You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” “What happened to you? How long have you been kept here?” “Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?” “Have you ever tried to escape? Do you think it’s possible if we work together?” “It’s the police! Show yourself!” “Is that really you? Oh my god, I found you, I can’t believe I found you…”

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((It’s perfectly fine! Gonna have it so little Tweekie here is a captive as well, if that’s alright with you?))

“C-laire? Where are we?!” panic creeping into his voice. The blonde was shaking like a leaf, not that anyone could see in the scarcely lit room. “What is t-t-this place?! Why are w-w-e here!?” It was dark and cold, and Tweek didn’t like it one bit. How had he even gotten here?! He was walking to the coffee shop one minute, and he was here the next! Oh god, what were his parents going to think? Did they know he was gone? How long had he been here for?! His breathing became shallow and quick, and his hands reached up to yank at his hair. “ARGH! I can’t t-take this! I want out! Let me out!” he wailed. 

“Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?”

Claire squinted at the sudden light entering the basement that she had been locked in for so long. It has been a couple days since her kidnapper had opened the door to feed her so even the dim light that shown through the door took some getting use too. Claire stared at the blonde boy trying to figure out if he was there to help her or was just playing nice and was only their to make her life a living hell. Well, more of a living hell than it already was. Finally she answered though, “I’m… Claire.”

(I hope this is okay)