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soulprompts · 2 days
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REASONS TO CARRY SOMEONE. ( A PROMPT LIST! )
listen, i'm back home now, i'm thinking about things, and i saw the maxton hall gifset floating around and i was like. yk what. carrying people is elite content, and gdi y'all deserve elite content! as always, DO NOT ADD OR EDIT THIS LIST! and there's a lil spicy addition under the readmore, but i left it there just in case people prefer to have a not-so-spicy version.
[ SLUMBER ]: sender picks up and carries the receiver because they're so sound asleep that they won't easily wake up.
[ INTERCEPT ]: sender picks up and carries the receiver out of the room because they're angry and on the brink of engaging in a fight with someone.
[ ASSIST ]: sender picks up and carries the receiver away for medical attention because they've been injured and can't walk easily.
[ HELP ]: sender picks up and carries the badly wounded receiver as fast as possible to the nearest hospital or the nearest place to administer urgent first-aid.
[ ELATION ]: sender scoops up the receiver and carries them away after a mutual victory, or having just received very good news (or maybe they're both just very happy for some reason!)
[ HOME ]: sender picks up the receiver to carry them over the threshold of their new home.
[ AID ]: sender finds the receiver too weak to move, and scoops them up to carry them to get some help.
[ UP ]: sender finds the receiver and picks them up to carry them a distance after learning they're unable to get up.
[ BAREFOOT ]: the sender picks up the receiver and carries them inside because they're not wearing any shoes.
[ WEARY ]: sender notices the receiver about to fall asleep during a task, and picks them up to carry them to bed so that they can actually sleep properly for once.
[ TWIRL ]: sender catches the receiver in their arms and spins them in a neat twirl just because they want to.
[ HERO ]: sender notices the receiver about to fall from a height, and manages to intervene just in time, catching them before they get hurt.
[ FLASH ]: the sender and receiver are part of a photoshoot, and in order to finish the last of the photos, the sender scoops up the receiver in their arms for the final pose.
[ TRAIN ]: during a training session (for a fight or a performance, dealer's choice!) the sender ends up holding the receiver in their arms during their session together.
[ URGENCY ]: sender carries the receiver away from danger after the receiver is revealed to be unable to move, either due to panic or injury.
[ OUT ]: sender grabs the receiver and lifts them into their arms after noticing them swaying and beginning to lose consciousness.
[ SCREAM ]: sender spots the receiver in a terrified or considerably panicked state, and picks them up to carry them to a less terrifying place to calm down.
[ LAZY ]: sender concedes to receiver's requests for a piggy-back ride home because they don't want to walk anymore, and carries them the rest of the distance home.
[ CAREFUL ]: sender gently lifts the receiver out of their seat and carries them carefully to bed after noticing they fell asleep and not wanting to waken them.
[ HASTE ]: in urgent need of getting to safety as fast as possible, the sender scoops up the receiver and starts running because it's quicker and easier to just carry them than expect them to keep pace.
[ FURTHER ]: sender, during an increasingly passionate make-out session with the receiver, suddenly takes them in their arms and carries them towards the bedroom to continue their evening in private.
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May I ask for Top 5 dad material mechs?
This was a tricky one. I actually consider very few TFs to be dad material so I had to rack my brains a little.
The standard answer puts Soundwave at the top of the list because look at all the children he takes care of, plus he seems to project an air of quiet paternal competence. I don't think I need to explain it much more.
Tarantulas. Tarantulas is about as literal a dad as there can be in this universe, and a loving one at that. All other issues shall be disregarded for the purpose of this discussion.
Prowl. You didn't say he had to be good dad material. Prowl is an abysmal father, but he's nevertheless invested in the idea of fatherhood. Between Springer and his Phase Sixer obsession, having a progeny that will be loyal to him and make him proud is weirdly important to him. Seriously old school paternal urges going on there.
Ratchet. This one is purely aesthetic. Ratchet is actually extremely non-paternal and only grudgingly tolerates children, but his habits, mannerisms, and -- in my humanverse -- wardrobe are so dadly that he gets placement on the list. He watches entire films standing at the threshold of the living room, his hands on his hips.
Knock Out. I have no solid reason for this, but I think he would be a great dad! Breakdown, who presumably would be a dad with him, is in fact not a dad. His protectiveness extends to Knock Out and no one else. He is that uncle who would let you shoot an actual gun.
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justanotherrpmeme · 2 days
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Midnight Snack starters
"Is that you rummaging in the fridge again?" "Why is the fridge light so blinding at this hour?" "I swear, cheese tastes better at midnight." "Caught you red-handed with that slice of cake!" "Why are we both up at this hour, raiding the fridge?" "Midnight snacking again? That's the third time this week." "You think a snack will help you sleep better?" "I came for a glass of water… and maybe a cookie." "I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd make a sandwich." "Did you just finish the last of the ice cream?" "Who knew a peanut butter and jelly sandwich could be so satisfying at 2 AM?" "I was dreaming about this leftover pizza." "Are you seriously making a full meal at midnight?" "I guess we're both guilty of the midnight munchies." "Doesn't that noise from the fridge bother you?" "How are we out of snacks already?" "I didn't think anyone else would be up for a midnight snack." "Why does food always taste better when you’re half asleep?" "I came for a snack, not a conversation." "Just a little midnight snack to tide me over until morning."
[DISCOVERY] The sender finds the receiver rummaging through the fridge for a midnight snack. [SHARE] The sender splits a midnight snack with the receiver, bonding over their shared late-night cravings. [COMPROMISE] The sender and receiver negotiate over the last piece of cake in the fridge. [COMPLAIN] The sender grumbles about the receiver’s loud rummaging waking them up. [STEALTH] The sender tries to sneak a snack without waking the receiver, but gets caught. [SCOLD] The sender lectures the receiver on healthy eating habits even at midnight. [DISCUSS] The sender and receiver have a deep, late-night conversation over their snacks. [TEASE] The sender teases the receiver for their odd midnight snack choices. [INTERCEPT] The sender intercepts the receiver just before they grab an unhealthy snack, offering a healthier option instead.
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mcflymemes · 2 days
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PROMPTS FROM TASKMASTER SEASON 17 *  assorted dialogue from the tv show, adjust as necessary
i'm gonna adjust the way i'm holding your hand.
i genuinely found myself feeling sorry for you.
i'm actually sweating.
can you swallow an egg whole?
i'm going to fuck it against a brick wall like a mad bastard.
what sort of animal do you think i am?
have you used a ladder before?
this is like a fantasy of mine.
i know where you're going with this... and i approve this message.
i'm going down!
i'll get you out in a bit.
do you know what's genuinely fascinating about this?
you hold hands like you're taking a prisoner.
the way my life's going, i'll probably never do it again.
how large is large?
you did ruin my night.
have you worn one of them before?
once i see numbers, i just mentally tap out.
i always know i can draw a cow. i've been able to do it from a really young age.
i'll leave it as a mystery.
no, that's absolute crap.
i've actually smashed the shit out of this.
let's be honest.
start the cock... clock! start the clock!
what the fuck is a kiwi?
i'm a fish out of water. i'm sort of a city person.
i'm gonna stay away from the horses because i'm a little bit... apprehensive about horses.
i've very little animal experience.
i thought it could be quite good for you. just a little bit of discipline and structure in your life.
how friendly are these horses?
i eat a lot of pickled onions.
it's a bit sinister now when you look at it.
i'm just allowing you to enjoy it.
never done this before.
i think my intelligence may lie in manual labor.
oh, this might not be a bad idea actually.
i genuinely enjoyed it.
i haven't been in a river in years.
oh, it's cold! is this safe?
this is really exciting.
mine's longer.
i was going to do a lunge and everything.
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legobiwan · 2 days
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For the drabble prompt list
"none of this is your fault" mario and luigi
Drabbles, they said, Ha! I answered. Anyway, I have no idea where this came from, but enjoy this barely-edited not-drabble. I am apparently incapable of concise writing right now :D
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“None of this is your fault, Lou.”
Luigi scoffed, pushing dampened sleeves up both arms, smearing dark, sweaty grease across his skin in wide, impressionistic lines.
“You tell that to Toadsworth in three days. I’m sure he’ll be happy to believe you,” Luigi groused, tightening a stubborn, thick bolt with a violent twist. That should keep the engine boosters from flying off at speeds exceeding thirty miles an hour. (Or as they were counted in the Mushroom Kingdom, five hundred and two mycelia per second, a measuring system so opaque - and infuriating - that Luigi had sat through an entire five-hour Toad Council meeting just so he could petition the government to introduce a bill to launch a public vote on switching to any other quantifier that made a modicum of sense. The notion, of course, was voted down in a manner of seconds. Tradition, Mister Luigi, Toadsworth had sniffed, rapping his long-handled gavel with an imperious gesture, closing off all debate on the matter).
Snobby old toad could stuff it up his spore holes.
“He’ll get over it,” Mario said. “What’s he going to do, anyway? Make us sit through another boring state dinner?”
Luigi poked at a serpentine belt that resembled some slices of old cheese he once found in the back of their fridge in Brooklyn. How these guys managed to stay competitive with equipment in this condition was a complete slap in the face to basic physics.
“You like those dinners.” Luigi crawled out from under the dented chassis, sitting back on his haunches as he gestured at his brother with a ratchet-wrench, making curly patterns in the air as if he were a Magikoopa casting a spell.
“I hate those dinners as much as you. They’re hot, stuffy, and the food is an insult to the entirety of Brooklyn. It’s not my fault I get to sit next to Peach and you’re always stuck with Lady Maitake and her hundreds of onion bulb-pup photos for two hours.”
“Don’t remind me. Did you know she’s trying to train them to do circus acts and take them on the road?” Luigi ran a finger down one of the dusty schematics strewn about the stone floor. “Hand me that spanner, will you?”
Mario shook his head, chuckling, handing off the hooked tool to Luigi, who shimmied once more underneath the maroon-and-black kart. “Look, you got hoodwinked into a bad contract. I should have looked over the fine print before you signed.”
“You’re not my keeper, Mario,” Luigi grumbled, trying to keep the irritation out of his voice. “And it’s not even the contract that I care about. Frankly, I’m impressed Bowser’s been able to get these things to do anything beyond cough up smoke and crash into the nearest palm tree. It’s a good challenge to get them running again.”
“So what’s the issue, then?”
Luigi stilled, his hands guts-deep in a mess of wiring and cables that looked like an earthworm graveyard. After a moment, he sighed, letting the spanner tool clatter to the floor with a bright, metallic jangle. 
“The issue,” he began, staring up at the internal electronic system of one of Bowser’s so-called best racing karts. “Is that he’s probably going to win. Bowser, that is. And everyone will make nice about it at the awards ceremony and Bowser will get too drunk on elderflower wine and get kicked out of the post-race party.”
“That happens every race, Lou.”
“Yeah, but you know Bowser. He’ll let it slip that I was the one doing repairs on his karts. And then in the morning, there will be a meeting. And Toadsworth will go on about the standing of the Kingdom being compromised and it being a diplomatic catastrophe that we allowed Bowser to win and that,” Luigi adopted a whiny, pompous voice. “Mr. Luigi has once again strained his credibility within the Mushroom Kingdom.” 
“Look, that stodgy old Toad has no chance of making those charges stick. You were exonerated, Weeg. Nothing that happened with Bleck - “ Mario clenched his fists, hissing through his teeth. “Nothing that happened in that place was you. That wasn’t your fault, and neither is this.”
Luigi reached towards one of the dangling battery coils, playing with the violet and yellow wires between his fingers. “Sure,” he breathed. “Not me.”
“Not you,” Mario insisted, his voice steely. “And besides,” he continued, a hint of humor creeping into his words. If you’re so concerned about Toadsworth, why don’t you sabotage Bowser’s fleet?”
Luigi pushed himself out from under the kart, snapping up to a seat in wide-eyed horror.
“And ruin my reputation as an engineer? No way, bro. I’ll risk the treason charges, thank you very much.”
Mario guffawed, ambling over to take a seat next to his brother, the two coming shoulder-to-shoulder, backs set against the passenger door of the Koopa Coupe. “I think your reputation is beyond reproach, Lou.” Mario gave a small, uncertain smile. “After all, you did build two killer robots in the span of two weeks.”
It was a huge step forward, just being able to talk about the whole incident in Flipside, no less joke about it - the ordeal with Bleck and the jester and Luigi’s brainwashing. Mario had stayed tight-lipped about the entire debacle for weeks after they had gotten back, much to Luigi’s aggravation, until things came to a head one night due to a series of ill-conceived plans on the part of the Toad Council, the most brazen of which featured a misserved cup of tea laced with a dubiously legal truth potion.
Luigi sniffed out half a chuckle, nudging his brother in the shoulder. “Well, I can’t let Bowser think I’m slipping, right?”
Mario eyed his brother carefully, his features brightening as he caught the note of mischief in Luigi’s voice. Grinning, he clapped his brother on the knee. “You’ve got an idea, don’t you? The Old Koopa King doesn’t know what he’s got coming.”
Luigi straightened, composing himself into the picture of innocence. “Dear brother, I am a man of my word. Bowser will win the race, just like the contract stipulates.”
“And?”
“Aaand,” Luigi drew out the word, schematics and thermodynamic equations taking shape in his mind. “Let’s say the engine modifications I’m making happen to engage a set of rocket boosters at a certain speed threshold. Bowser’ll like that. But then maybe the activation of those boosters, given a certain location and time input, temporarily cede control of the brakes and steering to a pre-programmed route of the engineer’s choosing.” Luigi paused for dramatic effect. “All after the race is finished, of course. No injuries. No harm. Just a little post-race joyride through the forest.”
Mario gave a joyous whoop, bringing his brother into a tight, side-hug. “They’ll hear him screaming all the way in Rogueport! Ha! You know he’ll threaten to invade during the after-party! No one will care if you worked on his kart once he shows back up breathing smoke!”
“He’ll do that regardless,” Luigi laughed, feeling lighter than he had in weeks. “But you know how these modifications are. Always a chance of overburdening your circuits.”
“And at least it’ll be a while before he tries to trick you into doing his dirty work again,” Mario added.
“I hope so.” Luigi placed a warm hand on his brother’s shoulder, smiling. “Thanks, Mario.”
Mario beamed back at his brother, playfully flicking the brim of Luigi’s hat. “Come on, Lou. Show me how to build a sentient robot race kart.”
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Drabble writing challenge: Make me sweat!
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harteofthehart-ayyy · 13 hours
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TAG SOMEONE ASK GAME
MAKE FRIENDS. MAKE ENEMIES. TAG SOMEONE!
1.) Tag someone you think is cool or admirable! Tell them why!
2.) Tag someone you think has bad opinions! Start an argument!
3.) Tag someone who you think should have a good day! Wish them well!
4.) Tag someone you want to FIGHT. Hand to hand.
5.) Tag someone you want to FIGHT. In a Pokémon battle.
6.) Tag someone you think is funny! What about them makes you laugh?
7.) Tag someone you think is underrated! Shout them out!
8.) Tag someone you want to be friends with! Alternatively, tag someone you want to be ENEMIES with!
9.) Tag someone who has cute Pokémon! Talk about them! Ask for pictures! Everyone loves cute Pokémon!
10.) Tag someone for no reason! Give them a scare!
11.) Tag someone you think is scary! Let them prove you wrong! Or, alternatively, prove you right…
12.) Tag someone you’d take with you to a deserted island if you were going to be abandoned and could only take one person! Why would you do that to them! Are you being mean?
13.) Tag someone with an Aggron! No reason. I (Harte, the guy making this ask meme) just like seeing Aggron trainers on my dash.
14.) Tag someone who you think would die first in a horror movie! Why is that?
15.) Tag someone who uses a gimmick team! Gimmick teams make the world go round!
16.) Tag someone who would have the ability Run Away if they were a Pokémon! Are they a coward, or an expert at using tactical retreats?
17.) Tag someone and start Pokémon battle discourse! All in good fun, of course!
18.) Tag someone who is just a fucking dumbass! What’s something stupid they’ve done? Was it funny?
19.) Tag someone who is a huge nerd! Ask them some kind of super specific question! Answer that, you nerd!
20.) Tag someone who has some juicy gossip! Make ‘em spill!
Remember to send an ask to the person you reblog this from! Keep it going! :-]
//OOC: Not all of these are positive. Keep that in mind before reblogging!
//Do not send ooc anon hate. All of the “hater” questions are because this is an in-character ask meme from Harte and he’s a hater. Sometimes it’s fun to get petty with other people as long as it’s IN-CHARACTER. If you don’t want people sending you hater numbers then just ask them not to in the tags. I personally have not experienced ooc anon hate but apparently people have and I’d like that to Not Happen. Please. Be nice ooc. Be civil ooc. 👍 Thank you.
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galactic-rhea · 2 days
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did you get a padme bingo question yet? id like to see padme my girl padme
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Padmeeee my beloved!!! Easily another favourite of mine... I'm her fourth biggest fan,,,(the first three are all Anakin)
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remedyturtles · 24 hours
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29 :33
29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic.
from the alt pov of 'here's your answer in spades' that i never finished
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siffrin-enthusiast · 3 months
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which mutual am i? ask game
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cityandking · 7 months
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oc asks: not-so-nice edition
alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?
betrayal: Has your OC ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust? Has your OC ever betrayed someone who trusted them?
bound: Has your OC ever been imprisoned or captured? What happened? How did they get out? Did the experience leave any scars?
break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?
desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?
failure: What's your OC's greatest failure? Have they been able to move past it? Does anyone else know about it?
fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?
future: What's the worst possible future for your OC? Are they taking steps to avoid that outcome? Are they even aware it's a possibility?
ghost: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?
guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?
hate: What does your OC hate? Why? How do they act towards the object of their hatred?
heartbreak: Have they ever had a relationship that ended badly? Experienced some other kind of heartbreak? What happened?
hide: What does your OC hide? Why do they hide it?
hunt: Who or what is your OC hunted by? A person, a feeling, a past mistake? Is your OC able to let their guard down, or are they constantly alert?
mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?
midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?
mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?
monster: Is your OC monstrous in any way? Is there something that makes them monstrous? Are they aware of their own monstrosity? Do they accept it or reject it?
nightmare: What does your OC have nightmares about? How do they deal with their nightmares? Do they tell people, or keep it to themself?
pain: What's the worst pain your OC has ever felt? Do they have a high pain tolerance?
secret: What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?
skin: How comfortable is your OC in their skin? Do they grapple with anything that lives inside them—a beast, a curse, a failure, a monster? How do they face the smallest, weakest, most horrible version of themself? Are they able to acknowledge it at all?
torture: Has your OC ever been tortured? Would your OC ever torture someone else?
wound: How does your OC handle being wounded? Are their wounds mostly physical? Mental? Emotional? What's the worst wound your OC has ever experienced?
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evviejo · 2 months
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✨️ask game✨️
random emoji-based questions to sate your curiosity
personal
👁 eye colour
🇪🇺 nationality
🏳️‍🌈 sexuality
🏳️‍⚧️ gender identity
🛐 religion
faves
☕️ hot drink
🧃 cold drink
🍜 dish
🍉 fruit
🥦 veggie
🎉 holiday
🎲 game
🏐 sport
🐈‍⬛ animal
🌻 flower
🌦 weather
🌍 place
🚙 means of transport
fandom faves
😇 blorbo
😈 meow meow
👥️ otp
📺 tv show
🎬 movie
📚 book
🎶 musical artist
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placesyoucallhome · 6 months
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Size/Height difference poses
I love height differences aesthetically, but posing them can sometimes be a pain! So to cater to those that also struggle with posing smols and tols, I have a few options-
Meant for art of any type and ask memes, for drawing, writing, photography (like gpose!), ect. Gender nonspecific and for any sort of relationship type, romantic, platonic, and antagonistic!
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justanotherrpmeme · 2 days
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Sadistic Choice starters
"You can't save both. Choose wisely." "Who will it be? Your best friend or your sibling?" "Make your choice, hero, and live with it forever." "Time's ticking. One life or the other." "You can't always play the hero. Someone has to lose." "Save one, and condemn the other." "This is the price of being a hero: hard decisions." "Which one matters more to you?" "You can't save them both. Accept it." "Only one can survive. Decide now." "Your heart or your duty, pick one." "Save your love, or save the city." "Choose who lives and who dies." "One path leads to guilt, the other to regret." "Which sacrifice can you live with?" "Two lives in your hands, one choice to make." "Who will you save, hero?" "Decide, and live with the consequences." "One must die for the other to live." "Make your choice, but remember, I'll be watching." [DECISION] The sender is forced to choose between saving the receiver and another loved one, knowing only one can survive. [CLOCK] The sender watches the countdown timer, knowing time is running out to save the receiver or another person. [PLEA] The sender begs the receiver for advice on whom to save. [BETRAYAL] The sender chooses to save another person, leaving the receiver to face their fate alone. [SACRIFICE] The sender decides to save the receiver, knowing it means sacrificing another loved one. [TEARS] The sender cries as they realize they can't save both the receiver and another person. [HOPE] The sender tries to find a way to save both the receiver and the other person, despite the odds. [GUILT] The sender apologizes to the receiver, feeling guilty about the impossible choice they must make. [BRAVERY] The sender tells the receiver to stay strong, even if they can't save them. [RELEASE] The sender frees the receiver from their restraints, making the difficult decision to leave the other person behind. [PANIC] The sender panics as they realize they don't have enough time to save both the receiver and the other person.
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mcflymemes · 2 days
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PROMPTS FROM TASKMASTER SEASON 16 *  assorted dialogue from the tv show, adjust as necessary
you look so nice, but underneath it all, you're just a shit.
it's just exciting to know people are talking about me.
i don't want to be in there with some wet guy.
oh, i'm gonna push this bitch.
are you a child of divorce?
to this day, i don't know what vibe i give off.
i know it's annoying, but it's all i've got so... just let me have it.
i've never done that.
i'm actually quite good with a sword.
this is one of the most exhausting things i've ever done.
why didn't i just draw a cock and balls?
i don't know why i said that, 'cause i don't really regret it.
you're easy to look at than i am.
oh, you're here. what a thrill.
you absolute anus!
you've got a friend?
would it be mischievous to say things that i'm not supposed to say?
can i just say, i love weapons.
you made me say every country in europe.
do you have a license?
if i do nothing else in this life, that was worth it.
[name], the heat is on.
what sort of cool things do you want?
stick that in your pipe.
i knew what had happened, and even i was swept along by the narrative.
it was avant-garde. it was french cinema.
good luck with your career.
bit late for a banana.
it was very, very cold that day and i wanted to get it over with.
is that your starting position?
i knew it was something boring.
don't have to tell me twice.
it is the least sexy thing that anyone's ever said to anyone.
i don't like going upside down.
what have i done? oh dear. what have i done?
it's nice, it's harmless, it's warm.
this thing is disgusting.
that's useless. that's worse than useless.
i also agree with them. you are sick.
your pie technique was dreadful.
i really like it when you're disappointed in us.
oh, is there a fire? how awful.
nothing going through my head is family friendly. not one idea.
lovely legs, sir!
you got a problem?
that was heterosexual male banter.
are you a superstitious person?
it's too late for that.
do i just choose a name?
i can drive people crazy.
that is a true story, and i feel a bit sick.
i bought it to annoy my husband 'cause i thought he'd hate it.
i'm well-presented, very smart, and available for no-strings fun round the back of the barracks.
what room am i in?
what's your favorite number?
why is there smoke?
running a business is bullshit.
when i think exercise, i think exorcism.
we're not allowed to work with nature?
we were at a wedding together once, and i made you eat a whole pat of butter.
obviously you want to put it on a penis.
are you joking me?
is this something that would excite a heterosexual?
you're going to get a lot of letters.
i'm gonna go for plan b and just throw some things.
is this your stage persona, or is this what you're like?
i don't know what you mean.
you can hide in there waiting for your victims.
i'm sorry, i nearly killed you.
is it appropriate to call him "sir?"
i just really like the idea of stuffing a massive stick up a mannequin's arse and rotating it like a rotisserie chicken.
i was made for this.
i was told by an ex that i have the hands of a midwife.
is that a compulsive disorder of some kind?
what an absolute shower of shits you are.
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friendofthecrows · 11 months
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Hii everyone I made an ask game
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Pls send me which you think apply to me <3
[anyone can use no credit needed]
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the brightly coloured skinny jeans that Teens wore in the late '00s and early '10s were meant to denote where you stood in gang hierarchy. salmon was the highest rank and meant you had killed someone.
I think the funniest part of this is that, if you'd floated this idea at the time, at least some parents would have believed you.
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