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Just as Otis mentions the last one coming, she turns right around alongside him... although the rats were way ahead of them, covering the man in seconds. Some part of her felt a twinge of annoyance. Another, jealousy.

The Fixer exhales slowly, twirling her bat to fling the excess gore off it and wielding it at her side. She then starts to... slowly turn back around, and begin walking back towards one of the bodies.

Margaret wasn't... wholly there. Not quite. Something drives her to grab the arm of one of the bodies, plant a firm foot on their backside, and begin pulling. Frighteningly... it takes very little effort for her to tear it off. But she held it there in her hand, gazing down at it, as if it were the best-looking piece of cutlet she'd just reaped from this carcass. A juicy, tender slice of cutlet-

Otis knew this had to be quick. The four had to be taken out ASAP to try and keep them from calling for help (even if the sounds of fighting might call others in anyway), and quick enough that, hopefully, no damaging shots could get off. 

Just like that two are taken out with a third in immediate mortal danger as Margaret goes in swinging. She was frighteningly efficient at this, and that left Otis to deal with the rat hater. Under any other circumstances he'd delight in letting his rats swarm the man and rip out his throat–

But he was already making too much noise at the sight of the horde coming down the hall. Otis swung hard, putting the sharp hook of his staff through his throat instead. He choked on his own blood for a few seconds, red spurting from the gash in his neck; he finally went quiet when he hit his knees and then the floor. 

“-- one more coming,” he hissed, whipping around to face the end of the corridor they'd just come from… but his rats were already ahead of them, climbing and biting at the terrified man, going for the throat just like Otis had.

#{IC: Margaret} #sʟɪᴘᴘᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ{DC/Marvel} #ratwhsprs #ey Marg u good?)) #also had to redo this post cause XKit was being stinky abt the other post >:C)) #cw gore

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Picrew!

#{Dash Games} #I liked this one! :D))

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Ringing fills her ears as she grits her teeth, bearing against the pain. Otis was right by Margaret's side, tending to the wound in her shoulder as best he could. He didn't need to do that, truly. Margaret was fully capable of healing this up in minutes, little did he know. Though as of right now, her blood flowed freely.

The Fixer could hear the growing cacophony of frenzied rats coming to their rescue, likely filing in droves to distract and attack these armed men, considering she could just barely make out the alarmed shouts of goons over the white noise. Everything sounded so far away and unclear, the rats, the men, the rounds of shots going off behind them, as if her head were being held underwater.

Unfortunately, with the need to recover came the attention of something much far more sinister surfacing from the back of her mind; grinning, leering, eyeing the sacks of meat surrounding her.

Margaret takes shallow and painfully raspy breaths amid the suffocating fluid building in her airways. She felt consciousness threatening to fade, as though something were creeping up to take her hands from the wheel. "Knock it off..!" The fixer demanded internally. "Get back... Jus' fuck off already!" She knew the damn thing could hear her, yet... it was ever so inclined to ignore her request. Its hunger had yet to be sated today, and there was plenty of meat to go around.

This was turning bad. Otis was close—way too close, and she was losing control fast.

"Otis..." Margaret croaked, attempting to push the rogue away from herself with the one usable arm she had.

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Too little too late.

Blood started to seep between Otis's fingers as he pressed down on the wound in her shoulder,  trying to keep his head down and out of sight. A chill came over him as he watched her lift her mask to spit a clot of blood. This really wasn't looking good, and they weren't going anywhere with how they were pinned–

No. Buy time. Buy time, he could definitely do that.

He drew a deep breath and focused, still trying to keep pressure on her injuries. Like ink spilling across paper, black blotted out the green and white of his eyes. The background sounds of the city were slowly drowned out by a growing cacophony of screeches and gnashing teeth. Another moment and dozens of furry bodies were bolting around them, racing across the wet concrete to the gunmen.

He was going to lose a few to their weapons, but this was their only option.

#{IC: Margaret} #sʟɪᴘᴘᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ{DC/Marvel} #ratwhsps #{Queued} #uh oh :) ))

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"Yeah. So much better." That still didn't rule her out if their relationship ever went sour.

She now looked over towards the dog, and... well, he was cute to a degree... now that he wasn't voraciously feasting on a person, of course. He was all floppy and puppy-like. Like a normal dog should be. That's still the part that gets to her.

"...If it means he'll prolly think less about eatin' me."

Margaret begins to shuffle her way towards the canine in question. She would have preferred if the dog had not been looking in her direction as she approached, but there was no way to change that. So she kneels down to the dog and... gives him a quick head rub.

"Yer aight. I guess." It's not a statement meant to be vindictive; this is just completely out of her comfort zone. So, to make things less awkward, she changes the subject somewhat!

"...How'd you get 'em? Y'know, all three ov' em? I don' remember any breeders 'round here dishin' out man-eatin' dogs."

"Well, you are here now." She finally stood up after she was done tidying him up, snapping the handkerchief as it burst into flames and disappeared into thin air. Really, she didn't understand what the big deal was. Didn't she also spend a lot of time around death? The strong eating the weak just another part of that cycle, that she thought it was perfectly natural.

Well, she did have some bias when it came to dogs. Her dogs more than anything else, feeling Phyrro cozy up next to her leg as she pet his head.

"Mm. That makes sense. Humans are hardly any good at identifying what's right in front of their faces." She shrugged, glancing between Phyrro and Marg, noticing how increasingly uncomfortable she was getting. Was she really that afraid of him? On one hand, it was understandable; but she did say that her hellhounds were trained and would never attack unprovoked. Besides, after he had his dinner he was just a big softie made of muscle, ready to take a nap on her lap once she sat down.

"... You know, you can pet him. They're all very sweet once you get to know them. They only eat the humans that I kill for their souls, if that makes it any better."

#{IC: Margaret} #sᴘɪᴛᴇғᴜʟ ғɪxᴇʀ{Main Verse} #lunaferrous #Marg VC: u got some weird ass dogs 8Y #{Queued}

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you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out

#sᴄᴏʀɴᴇᴅ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ɢɪʀʟ - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭 #I mean she wasn't born with it but)) #yeah fear's still there lmao))

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WHAT IS MY MUSE AFRAID OF?

In the list below, bold all the fears your muse currently has, italicize all the fears they've worked through or grown out of, and answer the questions below.

COMMON FEARS & PHOBIAS:

The dark l Small spaces l Suffocation l Water l Thunderstorms l Dogs l Snakes l Spiders l Insects l Clowns l Blood l Dentists l Hospitals l Needles l Germs l Heights l Fire l Insects l Public speaking l Large crowds l Meeting new people l Being alone l Being touched l Failure l Imperfection l Societal rejection l Physical intimacy l Emotional intimacy l Being abandoned l Being forgotten

What other fears do they have? Having her freedoms taken and becoming any more inhuman than she already is.

Why do they have these fears? Margaret likes being tethered to no-one. Her job is basically "on-call" so she can accept and decline as often as she wants with almost full reign over how she approaches a job. Taking away that freedom and autonomy would devastate her. The other one is the idle fear of being the host of a demon. She's already had some physical alterations to her appearance and she's not certain how much worse she could get... but it would make even getting jobs a lot more difficult.

Have they ever tried to work through or confront these fears? How did it go? That's a big fat no. Margaret would sooner die than be stripped of her freedoms, and solving her demon issue as it stands would either result in her death or someone else. She hasn't figured out how to assure any of this, so she's free floating and lashing out anytime she feels threatened.

#{Dash Games} #{mobile}

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Margaret’s mask appears like any other plastic mask. It can chip, break, be cut, etc., though at Margaret’s expense.

Punching the mask is like punching her face, however, if someone were to take off the mask and smash it, it would break apart like a normal plastic mask. The problem is this results in Shade shrieking in excruciating pain, which, in this case, only Margaret can hear. This shrieking is extremely painful and ear-piercing, so much so that if nothing is done quick enough to apprehend her, it will literally drive Margaret mad and into a fit of unbridled rage. Whether she grabs the nearest object/person and uses it/them as a weapon or opts to tear out someone’s throat is unpredictable. It’s highly advised to incapacitate her before she reaches this point.

If there is nothing left to kill nearby, then Margaret will resort to sending herself into unconsciousness by bashing her head against the nearest and hardest obstruction in order to cease the shrieking herself.

The mask, however, will eventually recover itself after a time and reappear on her face or nearby.

#{Headcanons} #tw self harm #my brain really went: hey wanna think of something fucked up?)) #I just thought it'd be a fun distrurbing fact c:)) #mask stays on people if you don't want a rabid woman clawing your face off like she just heard a dog whistle-))

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[Pushing] The sender forcefully pushes the receiver to the ground as a bullet whizzes past.

Taking the Bullet starters

She barely had time to register what had just happened. She had thought she had gotten them all, these men who were a part of some underground group looking to usurp territory and disrupt the peace. Of course, there weren't that many of them. They were scouts and guards standing over a piece of territory so that no Streetrats would take it. However, as they included civilians in their line of fire, Margaret felt that all bets were off. She didn't care about petty turf war squabbles so long as they didn't put her at risk. And if they were targeting ordinary civilians, then that meant that she was plenty at risk. So she rolled in to take care of it. Unknowingly, the Fixer had a certain little friend tag along unprompted. Likely bored with whatever else they were up to.

Little did Margaret know, when she did put the beat down on these lackeys, that there was one more aiming from above out of her line of sight. She was lucky that Byan did tag along, acting as her blind spot before unsubtly pushing her out of the line of shot. She twisted around only to land her ass, at first eyeing Byan up and down in shock, then pulling the revolver from the holster to take aim and fire the sharpshooter right between the eyes. Just seconds before he could load another round. Finally, Margaret let out a sigh.

"...We're gonna hafta talk about you followin' me."

#byanyan #{IC: Margaret} #sᴘɪᴛᴇғᴜʟ ғɪxᴇʀ{Main Verse} #WHEEZE DAMN MARG NO THANK U HUH)) #don't worry Byan she appreciates you for being her eyes but CONCERNS-))

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"Get down!"

Taking the Bullet starters

"Shit—!"

Her reaction time is late. These goons, whoever they belonged to, were already firing off suppressing rounds in their direction. Somewhere along the way, she and Otis had stumbled onto some hostile territory. It only took a few moments for someone to sniff them out and show them the way out. And by 'way out', we mean death.

Margaret caught a round to the shoulder and two to her backside before she could find cover quick enough. She felt blood welling up in her esophagus. Thaat was probably a punctured lung.

"F... fuck..." Margaret gasped. She had to pull up her mask to hack up what blood was trying to clot and clog her airways. This wasn't looking good.

"Otis... y' gotta buy us some t...time. We ain't... makin' it through dat."

Hopefully they could get out before something decided it wanted bodies.

#ratwhsprs #{IC: Margaret} #sʟɪᴘᴘᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ{DC/Marvel} #oops :)c )) #when you're on the fast track to BAD THINGS HAPPENING-)) #cw blood

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❝ what did they do to you? ❞

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

Margaret could have answered the question as simply and bluntly as usual. 'They shot me up full of holes! What's it look like t' you?' She could have said. 'They tried body slammin' me against th' wall so I wouldn't gouge their eyes out' Was another. Even if the bullet wounds and bruises were apparent on her body... Margaret felt that Barton was asking about something else.

Maybe it had to do with the furious state he found her in. Panting, snarling, hands bloodied and shaking, those holes in her mask twinkling with an underlying fury. They'd sent a hit out on her. She'd made a name for herself, killing as many StreetRats as she did, and they wanted to put an end to it. To make her an example, show everyone what happened when you went killing someone's boys willy-nilly. Fifteen of them. They tried, they made their marks, and they failed. Of course, normal Margaret would have died a long time ago. And if she made it this far? She would have died pitifully, outnumbered easily. Even today, as she was now, she was outnumbered, although when you were a host of something nasty and unrelenting... it changed the playing field by quite a lot.

By the time Margaret woke again, she was greeted by this man. And now they were here. So now came the time to try to explain why she appeared so feral before passing out and why none of those bulletholes stuck around after twenty minutes, sealing shut on their own, who made her this way... Why she wore that damned mask.

"...

I dunno."

A half lie, yet a vague truth. She knew what they did to her. Those people wearing those horrific masks. But she had no idea of what they had set out to make her into. She didn't know what she would become by the end of this.

Either way, it was the only answer she could muster at the moment. She was tired.

#mad-hunts #{IC: Margaret} #sʟɪᴘᴘᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ{DC/Marvel} #WOW MY BRAIN HAD A BLAST ON INSPO FOR THIS)) #I think it's finally waking up from its weird little writing funk-)) #anyways Barton gets a short glimpse of a rabid girl :)c ))

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consider this express permission for your muse to use their powers on mine!   i never, ever want you to feel like you’re overstepping or that you need to hold your muse back.  i read your about.  i agreed to interact with your muse. i knew what i was getting into!  and if you’re ever afraid that something might be a step too far, you’re more than welcome to message me and double check.  but chances are my response is gonna be,  “ use your muse’s powers on mine! “  

#{PSA} #I always try to keep myself in check when it comes to my muses' abilities but)) #ABSOLUTELY THIS)) #I don't wanna hold Marg/Shade back cause Shade is a force to be reckoned with using a human as a puppet/relay! Even in her weakened state!) #but I absolutely do not want my mutuals to feel like their muses cannot defend themselves!)) #Or that by whatever tactic/ability they have that could restrain Marg that they can't use it!)) #ABSOLUTELY USE IT!!!)) #also plot with me cause I wanna be in on the pain >:) ))

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Taking the Bullet starters

"Look out!" "No!" "Get down!" "I won't let anything happen to you." "I'm not losing you." "You're not dying on my watch." "I can't lose you." "I'll take the hit." "It's gonna be okay." "I've got you." "Please, don't leave me." "Stay with me!" "I love you too much to let this happen." "You mean everything to me." "I can't imagine my life without you." "You're my whole world." "I'd do anything to protect you." "Don't worry, I'll be fine..." "Hold on, help is coming!" "I'll never forgive myself if I lose you."

[Diving] The sender dives in front of the receiver just as a bullet is fired, taking the hit. [Pushing] The sender forcefully pushes the receiver to the ground as a bullet whizzes past. [Covering] The sender covers the receiver with their body, shielding them from the incoming projectile. [Sacrificing] The sender steps in front of the receiver, knowing full well they'll be shot instead. [Absorbing] The sender absorbs the impact of the bullet, staggering backward but still standing. [Catching] The sender catches sight of the gun, then dives in front of the receiver, catching the bullet. [Embracing] The sender embraces the receiver tightly, using their body as a shield from the danger.

#{Prompt}

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RELATIONSHIP TYPES

Send one or more emojis ( + descriptions ) for the kind of ship/dynamic you’d like to write with my muse! ( for multimuses, please specify. )

ROMANTIC

❤️ committed, romantic relationship 💘 friends to lovers 💔 used to be together but broke up ❣️ skinny love 💗 slow burn 💌 one muse has a crush on the other muse 💕 mutual pining 💝 romantic relationship of convenience 🏫 highschool sweethearts 💒 arranged relationship ( dating, engagement, political, etc. ) 💋 one-sided romantic relationship ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🖤  lovers to enemies 🤍 enemies to lovers

SEXUAL

💖 a sexual relationship that could turn romantic 🧡 friends with benefits 👄 a sexual, non-romantic relationship 🏩 sexual relationship of convenience 🔥 unresolved sexual tension 💟 developing sexual relationship ( may include romance ) 💞 one muse approaches the other out of convenience ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🔪 enemies with sexual tension

FAMILIAL

👪 biological family 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 adopted family 🧑‍🤝‍🧑 family by choice/found family 👩‍👧 older/younger siblings 👭  twins 👥 cousins or extended family 👣 estranged family/feuding family 👨‍🏫 one muse is a teacher/mentor for the other muse ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🚸 coworkers like family 🟡 family out of circumstance ⚪ pretending to be family

PLATONIC

💜 friendship 💙 queerplatonic partners ( an intimate, non-romantic committed relationship ) 💚 friends like siblings 💛 childhood friends 💧 friends due to traumatic experiences 🤝 coworkers ⛔ reluctant friends ✅ enemies to friends 🌈 developing friendship ☀️ friends of circumstance 👔 strangers working together ☕ one muse works in service of the other ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🕴 partners in illegal activities 👯partners in crime trope ⚡ sparring partners 🩹 friends forced to work against each other 🟥 one muse makes a deal or contract with the other ( magic or non-magic. ) ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver )

ENEMIES

🦴 mortal enemies 💀 enemies ⚔️ rivalry  🗡️ one-sided rivalry/grudge ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🧠 enemies as narrative foils 💬 enemies because of conflicting ideologies 🤫 one muse is secretly an enemy/traitor to the other muse ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 😨 one muse is using the other muse for their benefit ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) ❌ guilty by association 🚫 friends to enemies 🪓 occupational enemies 🩸 enemies tolerating each other for a common goal ⚫ enemies using each other out of convenience ⬜ coworkers who hate each other

#psst)) #this is still a thing...)) #if moots looking for an opening wanna send some in-)) #{Memes}

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I fixed iiit ~ !

#sᴄᴏʀɴᴇᴅ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ɢɪʀʟ - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭

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𝐓 𝐎 𝐗 𝐈 𝐂 𝐈 𝐓 𝐀

A compilation of things a muse of mine has said. Ranges from 100% seriousness to absolute chaos (but mostly chaos). Change pronouns / etc. when sending as needed.

tw for drinking/alcohol mentions, suggestive content, violence mentions, lots of swearing / insults, other non-PG shenanigans.

❝ Get the heart eyes away from me. ❞

❝ I can't help it, I'm just too hot. ❞

❝ Was I supposed to NOT be mean? ❞

❝ I am what the boomers like to call a "delinquent". ❞

❝ Just think before you say anything, "would I say this to [name] for fun", and if the answer is yes, do not say that shit to her. ❞

❝ Aw, did that hurt your little feelings? ❞

❝ Oh dear god, what torture are you going to put me through now? ❞

❝ Words cannot express how much I hate the words that I just read with my own two eyes. ❞

❝ Call me [nickname] again and I'll break your face. ❞

❝ If you turn that into a sex joke I swear to god — ❞

❝ Cursed. Horrible. Disappointing. ❞

❝ Adorable that you think you're worth the effort. ❞

❝ The only kink here is gonna be the one in your fucking spine. ❞

❝ One, I'm not your babe. Two, I will fucking strangle you. ❞

❝ Do you have a death wish or something? ❞

❝ Feel like doing something ridiculous? ❞

❝ I feel like this is what happens before someone walks into an intervention. ❞

❝ My entire support system is having a crisis right now. ❞

❝ I'm just not ready to deal with it right now. ❞

❝ I'm not gonna try to fix things and get myself in another fight as a consequence. ❞

❝ I fucked up and kinda shut down before I could. ❞

❝ I don't know how to make this right. ❞

❝ Maybe he's better off without me. ❞

❝ You went right back to blaming me for everything the first chance you got. ❞

❝ I imagine it's hard for you to feel sorry for anyone at all. ❞

❝ I can't catch a fucking break. ❞

❝ I actually liked the idea that we could maybe be friends and move past everything, but you're always going to think the worst of me. ❞

❝ I guess I did ruin everything, didn't I? ❞

❝ I needed to win to prove to myself that I could do it. ❞

❝ No no, this one is actually a good idea! ❞

❝ See, this is why you're perfect for each other. ❞

❝ Maybe he'll be more receptive to it if you're there. Or at least less hostile about it. ❞

❝ I think you're probably the only person who could get through to him on this. ❞

❝ I've had to do a lot of things I didn't want to do to try to get by. I get what that's like. ❞

❝ You're not a snack, you're a whole damn meal. Don't be humble. ❞

❝ Soooo I might have done something. ❞

❝ He's too much of a petty bitch for that. ❞

❝ I'm going to terrorize him. ❞

❝ Guess I better get the bullying out of my system before then. ❞

❝ Wow, that's like, third base. ❞

❝ Hold my [object] while I kick ass for you. ❞

❝ You're the cutest duck, though. ❞

❝ That's the option with the least violence. ❞

❝ You're probably the only person I trust that much. ❞

❝ Okay that was cute, you can have a kiss for that one. ❞

❝ Um, that's me. I'm the Precious here. ❞

❝ I'm a scam of a person. ❞

❝ Don't worry, I'm sure all her murder energy is focused on [name]. ❞

❝ Want me to make mean faces at them? ❞

❝ There is something and I need you for impulse control. Or you can enable me, that's cool too. ❞

❝ Yeah but like, we're little shits by choice. He's a little shit out of hatred or spite or whatever the fuck fuels him to act like this. ❞

❝ I'm pretty sure my brain stopped working several times. ❞

❝ It's scandalous! I mean we're just SO wholesome and innocent. ❞

❝ People might start to think we're in love or something. ❞

❝ Getting kicked out of [location] sounds fun. ❞

❝ They are looking at me with their EYES. ❞

❝ . . . I've never seen that. ❞

❝ The trauma is half the fun. I'm just melodramatic. ❞

❝ Don't tell me how to breathe, mouth breather. ❞

❝ Why were you listening you fucking creature !? ❞

❝ Dude go to fucking therapy, I'm not even kidding. ❞

❝ I need to bleach my brain. ❞

❝ It was for safety purposes you nasty bastard! ❞

❝ Dishonor on you, gambling satan! ❞

❝ I don't know how you're still alive. ❞

❝ You call me the antichrist and accuse me of being pregnant at least three times per month. He gives me hugs and pizza. ❞

❝ No you're right, I set my expectations too high. ❞

❝ Why did you bet on THIS of all things oh my fucking god??? ❞

❝ Everyone's always like "[name] you have daddy issues" but I have no dad to have issues with so??? ❞

❝ I will beat you to death with your own limbs. ❞

❝ You Gary Busey lookin' bitch. ❞

❝ We have to watch you guys make bedroom eyes at each other all the time, we just want it to stop. ❞

❝ You use my horny behavior against me, it's only fair I get to use yours against you. ❞

❝ I have no sense of self preservation. It's why I get into so many fights. ❞

❝ Glad to know you approve of horrendously spiteful revenge tactics. ❞

❝ I may talk shit but I do worry about you. ❞

❝ Oh, I'm completely vile. I'm well aware. ❞

❝ At least I don't look like I got hit by a school bus because the driver thought you were a threat to the children on board. ❞

❝ Why are you the way that you are? I hate so much about the things you choose to be. ❞

❝ Well maybe you should, I don't know, talk to him about his trauma before you give him sex advice? Seems a bit out of order. ❞

❝ [name], don't touch my baby boy! ❞

❝ Did he drop kick my son !? ❞

❝ You told me you dropped [name/object] down the stairs, I do not trust you. ❞

❝ Say sike right now !! ❞

❝ Is this actually happening?? Am I having an aneurysm???? ❞

❝ I feel like this was a big accomplishment, we came out of this with no attempted murder. So it's a win. ❞

❝ Maybe we DO have the power of god and anime on our side. ❞

❝ I don't know if I trust you two drinking around each other. ❞

❝ I said behave oh my fucking god. ❞

❝ Do it for Voltron! ❞

❝ You like [food/brand/name], you clearly have no taste. ❞

❝ No breaking of the sacred pinky oath! ❞

❝ That was so stupid, but thanks for the attempted save. ❞

❝ I'm gonna hit you in the dick with a car while listening to the Power Rangers theme song, and I'm gonna have so much fun doing it, dickhead. ❞

❝ The rules are reasonable. The problem is that I am unreasonable and I know I will break them. ❞

#{Prompts}

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reblog this if i can tumblr im you, just slamming a muse or plot idea down in front of you

this doesn’t mean that you have to accept or agree with the idea - i’m just a scared little turtle that would like to know if that’s something that you wouldn’t mind so much 

#{PSA} #SHAKES THIS YEAH!!))

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Horny/Hungry/Angry

"Ok the angry part? Accurate!!

But HELL NAW I ain't even CLOSE t' bein' that horny! Swap BOTH hungry and horny!!

Or just remove horny altogether!!!"

stolen from @ratwhsprs

#{Dash Games} #DAMN MARG WHERE'D U GET THAT LIBIDO *WHEEZE*))