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travlersjoy444 · 1 year

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2012 Raph x reader Incorrect Quotes

Uhm...mostly, that is. There's a few that are just random TMNT 2012 incorrect quotes. This was very fun for me. Might do it again sometime if the mood strikes.

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(Y/N), skipping rocks on a lake with Raph: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Raph: Yeah, it is.

Raph: *whispering* Take that you fucking lake.

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(Y/N): Why does Leo always do the laundry so loudly?

Raph: So everyone knows that no one helps them out in the house.

Leo, in the distance: *slams the washing machine shut*

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Raph: You’re giving me a sticker?

Mikey: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!”

Raph: I’m not a preschooler.

Mikey: Fine, I’ll take it back-

Raph: I earned this, back off.

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Raph: Why am I always the bad guy?

(Y/N): Well, why am I the pretty one? We all have our thing.

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(Y/N): Is Raph always like this when they lose?

Mikey: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the fabled 'Great Jenga Tantrum'.

Raph: yOU BUMPED THAT TABLE AND YOU KNOW IT!

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(Y/N): Hey, wanna help me commit arson?

Leo: What the hell!?

(Y/N): Oh, sorry, my bad.

(Y/N), whispering: Wanna help me commit arson?

Leo, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

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Casey: You know what bothers me? Bats. Why can bats fly?

Raph: Not again...

Casey: No. Seriously, who gave them the right? They're mammals! Mammals walk on land, no exceptions.

(Y/N): Just wait until you hear about whales.

Casey: What now?

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Casey on Monday: *glues a dime to the sidewalk* Heh heh heh.

Casey on Wednesday: *walking down the street* Ooh hey! A dime!

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(Y/N): When I met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Raph: What changed your mind?

(Y/N): Oh, I still think you’re a bitch, I’ve just grown to like that about you.

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Leo: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.

Raph, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you.

(Y/N), who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Raph: Coming right up.

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Casey: It’s funny how well you and Raph get along. Didn’t they hate you at first?

(Y/N): Raph hates everybody at first. It’s their way of reaching out to people.

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Casey: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Donnie: No, that's not how you make cookies.

(Y/N): FLOOR IT!!

Casey: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

Donnie: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Casey: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Raph: DO IT!

Donnie: NO-

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Raph: What the fuck? People actually tell their crushes they like them??

(Y/N): What the hell do you do?

Raph: I die? What kinda question…

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(Y/N): I made this friendship bracelet for you.

Raph: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

(Y/N): You don’t have to wear…

Raph: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

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Raph: *sneaking in through their window*

Leo: *turning in their chair and flicking the light one* You want to tell me where you've been all night?

Raph: I was with (Y/N)?

(Y/N): *turning in their chair* Wanna try again?

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Raph, at (Y/N)'s funeral: I need a moment with them.

Everyone: Of course. *They leave*

Raph, leaning over (Y/N)′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

(Y/N): Yeah, no shit.

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Raph: (Y/N), I don't like you.

(Y/N): What did you say?

Raph: You heard me!

(Y/N), internally: And it turns out I actually didn't hear what the fuck you just said.

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*(Y/N) sneezes*

Raph: (Y/N), are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!

*Donnie sneezes*

Raph: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

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(Y/N): Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?

Raph: ...So...as enemies??

(Y/N):

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Raph: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

(Y/N): It was me...

Raph: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

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Kidnapper: I have your partner.

(Y/N): What? I don't have a partner...

Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?

(Y/N): Oh my god, you have Raph.

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Raph: I want to kiss you.

(Y/N), not paying attention: What?

Raph: I said if you die, I won't miss you.

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*(Y/N) is crying after a breakup*

Raph: There there, (Y/N).

(Y/N), still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?

Raph: Great question—

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Raph: *yawns*

(Y/N): Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Raph: Then you must be exhausted.

Leo: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

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Raph: Watcha doin?

(Y/N): Stealing my neighbour’s cat.

Raph: Scandalous.

Raph: Can I help?

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(Y/N): Come on, Leo. Nobody actually believes that Raph is in love with me.

Leo, to The Squad: Raise your hand if you think that Raph is helplessly in love with (Y/N).

*Everyone raises their hand*

(Y/N): Raph, put your hand down.

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(Y/N): Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Raph: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

(Y/N): Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Leo, on a walkie talkie: This is Leo, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

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Mikey: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room.

Raph: Screw that, I’m not kissing anyone.

*(Y/N) walks in*

Raph: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

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Raph: If you want my advice-

Donnie: No offense but you’re the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill your significant other. Multiple times.

Raph: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, they’ve also tried to kill me.

(Y/N): It’s true. It was mutually attempted murder.

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Casey: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.

Raph: Throw rocks at he.

Mikey: Hot Dogs.

(Y/N): Kill him.

Casey: Thanks guys.

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Leo: Why do you look like that?

Raph, laying face-first on the floor: Like what?

Leo: Like you’re dead.

Raph: It’s because I’m dying. Fuck off.

Casey: Raph accidentally called (Y/N) “babe” in front of everyone today.

Raph: *sobs into the floor*

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(Y/N): I'm so happy, I could kiss you!

Raph: Um...Neat.

*later*

Raph, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Donnie. Who the fuck says neat these days?

It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.

Donnie, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Raph. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Casey confessed their love for me?

Raph: Didn't you thank them?

Donnie: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked them.

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(Y/N): How would you like your coffee?

Raph: As dark as my soul.

(Y/N): Got it, one cup of milk coming right up!

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(Y/N): Raph, I need some advice.

Raph: You need advice from ME?

(Y/N): Yeah, frightening, isn't it?

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(Y/N): *sighs* I have no friends...

Raph:

Raph: *coughs* Bitch, what am I? A roach?!

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Leo: You need to stop swearing so much.

Raph: Shut the fuck up.

Leo: Yeah, that's not how you do it.

Raph: Alright sorry. It's just that it's hard not to swear. The words just creep up on me when I least expect it.

Leo: Now now, don't be like that. Just replace the swear words with 'beep' and you'll be fine.

Raph: Shit the beep up.

Leo:

Raph: SHUT, DAMMIT! I MEANT SHUT!

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Raph: *is throwing stones at (Y/N)'s window*

(Y/N): You have a phone for a reason, Raph!

*THUD*

(Y/N): DID YOU JUST THROW YOUR PHONE AT MY WINDOW?!

#tmnt x reader #tmnt 2012 x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt 2012 raph x reader #raph x reader #tmnt 2012 raph #2k12 raph x reader #2k12 raph

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oogaboogaspookyman · 3 months

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@sm-baby

I COULD BE HAPPY WITH SOMEONE NEW BUT MY HEART ACHES

[JUST FOR YOU]

It's been a while, hasn't it?

The office door creaks open

"Heya Pom! Brought back the paper i asked you yesterday?" Jax sounded so cheery. So happy while you just sat there on the chair like a drunkard... Well he's not a romance guy, of course he would be happy on his own. Damn rabbit.

"Not a word? What, still miss Sir Dentures?" He chuckles. He doesn't stop chuckling. What a clown... Thinks the jester. Ironic.

"Hm..."

His smile fades into a sincere frown.

Sigh

"Look here, Pom... It was necessary. He's free, paid for restoring us, we're all good now. No more murder and i got my nice charming scarf back and my favorite brushes, i'm the cool art teacher again!"

"So turn the dumb frown upside down aaaand please give me the paper i asked you? Please and thank you?"

"You're not a romance guy, of course you're fine. [___]hole..."

...

Oh...

"Oh for the love of- the censor is still here?! God darn it, i wanna say the f word for once! I loved doing that!"

You grip onto the table until it began to crack at the memory of him. Him, him, him. That stupid fucking human.

"Pom you may wanna lay off the grip there, i paid a lot for tha-"

A chunk is crushed. Like paper.

...

"Ah..."

Pomni lets go, revealing the chokehold put on the table left a permanent mark.

"Did ya dissociate again? I spoke well 'n clear, i paid a lot for that one!"

"Suck me, rabbit, you can get your s[__]t yourself" Pomni gets up and storms off from the office with no more words.

"Eh... Christ she's not okay..." Jax sighs

"Wonder if things coulda been better?"

Nobody helps at all.

Gangle offered to distract her, have a play, but Pomni wasn't in the mood.

Zooble offered a smoke but she didn't wanna try that kind of stuff.

Bubble is too much of an agent of chaos to give a shit, offered to commit "one (1) arson".

Kinger is just too far gone in his dementia, lucid when it was fucking funny and nothing more...

Nobody helps.

He knew how to help...

Only he knew...

Him...

The door to Ragatha's room creaks open

"Oh hey Pomni! How's your day go... Oh..." Ragatha notices Pomni is not any form of happy, if anything she looks like she's empty inside and wants to die...

"Oh you're not alright... Would you like to talk over tea..?"

"Mm... Will you let me vent properly?" Pomni groaned, still doubting that she won't pull out the whole everything is fine bullshit

"Oh- u-uhm- yes of- of course! Of course, i- i apologize for my past behavior, i really wasn't in my... B- best moments, at the time..." Ragatha stuttered. Don't stutter, you pretentious... ... Anyhow.

"Okay... Do you remember... Caine?" Ragatha already caught wind of the situation...

"The human with the dentures head? Yes, i remember him just fine, he restored us..."

"Yeah..."

"He was a good man, although didn't have the best manners he was alright nonetheless, knew how to make some laugh..." Ragatha and Pomni chuckled at the memory of Caine's wacky way with words. Jumping jellybeans? Seriously? That's a man right there!

A good dude...

"..." Pomni's pupils turned into black scribbles at the thought of him. The chuckling had faded as soon as it started, replaced by...

"I loved that human, if i'm being honest... He knew how to cheer me up, how to make the situation seem less bigger than it actually is... He knew how to kiss, god did he know..." Ragatha let out an "oh my" after hearing Caine kissed her, what else did they do..?!

"He... He was... He's amazing. Just that, amazing..." Pomni sighed, sipping on the tea she's given... "I loved him..." She began to sniff, putting down her cup.

"Oh dearie, come here-" Ragatha put down her cup and welcomed Pomni with open arms, knowing full well she needed to let it out of her system.

And that she did. Pomni got up and hugged Ragatha as tight as she could, and began to sob her lonely heart away, "He loved you too, Pomni, that cannot be denied..." Ragatha spoke as she held Pomni close. The poor jester, so alone...

How ironic.

She has friends, and yet she's lonely.

Caine had filled up a hole nobody could fill, and now that he's gotten out of the game after restoring everyone to their better conditions... That hole is empty once more, a gaping void and nothing to fill it.

How lonely this jester must be...

But it was necessary. He's free now.

#tadc au #the amazing digital carnival #carnival au #spooker's writing #tadc showtime #showtime ship #pomni x caine #tadc pomni #tadc ragatha #tadc jax #the rest are only mentioned i ain't tagging them #heehoo funi sad stuff makes me giggle heeheehoo #SoundCloud #curtainfall

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spooky-bunnys · 11 months

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Request time (if it’s alright)

For this the reader is 5’1 (like me sadly) and they’ve been that height since forever (again sadly like me) and him and tenjiku decide to go to the movies and watch a horror movie however when it’s the reader turn to buy a ticket the worker says “sorry kid this movie is rated r and you can’t watch it without a parent or guardian we do have a kids movie about to play if you want to watch that” and the reader is red in the face but not from embarrassment but from anger and before the reader can yell that their not a kid someone from tenjiku (maybe muto) grabs him and says “sorry about him I’m his guardian so he can watch the movie” and drags the reader away from the worker

after the movie they go somewhere to eat some members and they all get normal menus however the reader is given a kids menu and the waiter says don’t worry kids eat free today and walks off to get their drinks and the reader is just man and a different waiter brings the reader a booster seat much to his embarrassment

And throughout the rest of the night the reader keep being treated like a child by strangers and some of the tenjiku members play along cause they think is funny. Maybe at one point the reader walks up to either muto, mochi or hanma and asks them how they got tall and when I mean ask I mean the reader is holding the front of their uniform and trying to looks threatening but in their eyes it’s like a angry smol kitten

Well considering I'm 5'4 and I'm the tallest amongst my siblings and youngest. Which is 3 sisters. I don't have this problem. But I am unfortunately the weakest of the 4 of us. But I was also the shortest at one point and time. They did many short jokes and teased me for being so small. I hated it. But Enjoy!

When (horror movie) came out, (Name was extremely excited. He'd been waiting for what felt like forever for it. So when he mentioned it to Tenjiku, and he explained what the movie was about, obviously they were going with him.

(Name) was practically bouncing when they got to the ticket booth. Since (Name) brought up the movie he figured he'd pay for them. So while his friends waited (Name) tried buying the tickets. Keyword tried.

"I'm sorry kid. But your not old enough to see this movie. Not without your guardians." (Name)'s eyebrow twitched. "I'm literally 18 dude! How is that not old enough!" The Tenjiku members just watched, most of them laughing. When Mucho saw how red his face was getting he decided to step in.

"Excuse me? I'm his guardian." The ticket man just stated at him. "T-Tickets?" Mucho quietly took the money (Name) was trying to pay with. "9 please?" After getting the tickets they joined the others.

Most of them had stopped laughing seeing the glare on his face. Not Hanma or Shion though. They were leaned on each other dying of laughter. "A-Are you sure you wanna see this movie kid? Y-You might wet the bed tonight!" Shion barely got the sentence out before him and Hanma hit the floor laughing.

(Name)'s glare deepened and he kicked both of them. Hard. "I swear. Tease me about my height again and see what happens." The two slowly stopped laughing at the glare Izana was giving them. "Yes sir." (Name) rolled his eyes and went into the theater.

After the movie was finished. (Name) enjoyed it quite well although, he looked a pale and trembling Shion. (Name) thinks it might've been too much for them. But Mochi had said he was hungry and many had agreed. So now they were eating at a restaurant and well....(Name) was ready to commit arson.

The waiter that had set them down had given him....a kids menu.... Which annoyed him more. "You're lucky. Today kids eat for free!" (Name)'s eyebrow twitched again. But it got worse when another waiter brought a booster seat to the table. That's right you heard him right. A fucking booster seat.

Hanma, Shion, Ran, Mochi, Rindou, and Izana were practically rolling on the floor in laughter. Kakucho and Mucho were trying to keep (Name) calm because he had tried jumping the table at the waiter. While Kisaki explained that they didn't need it. Dinner after that was quiet.

Tenjiku could feel the glare (Name) had the rest of the night. When they got back to the hideout (Name) had enough of them joking about his height. So he grabbed Mucho and dragged him down to his height. The others stopped and watched. Many of them scared since the glare (Name) had looked like he was ready to slaughter them.

"How. The. Fuck. Did. You. Get. So. Fucking. TALL!?" Mucho sweated and looked around for help but honestly? Better him then them. Mucho explained that height worked with genetics and working out and of course. Plenty of milk. Let's just say there was a new rule put down in Tenjiku that day. "No teasing (Name) for his height."

#male reader #x male reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x male reader #tenjiku #tenjiku x male reader

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aristrocrat · 2 years

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Upside Down Feelings 2

Chapter 7: The Lost Sister

summary: The crew makes a pit stop at Eddie’s so Y/N can apologize. Steve offers her some words of wisdom for once. Y/N and Eddie have a discussion about her absence.

word count: 2100

everyone put your hands together for the co-writer this series and creator of today’s episode, THE ONE, THE ONLY,@mitchloveswriting

“Alright,” Steve cleared his throat as he parked the car. The three kids in the back all looked over at you as you looked at the familiar, old van sitting in front of the familiar, old trailer. You felt an anxiety build in your chest, almost as if you’d swallowed a swarm of angry bees. “We’re here.”

“Yes, I can see that, Harrington,” You grumbled. “My arm’s injured, not my eyes.”

“Okay, smart ass. Then get out. We have things to do,” Steve huffed. You rolled your eyes before opening your door and getting out. But the annoyance only fueled enough confidence to step out.

You felt yourself freeze up at the idea of talking to Eddie. Anxious because you didn’t want to see his disappointed eyes. Guilty because you could only imagine how hurt he must’ve been. You began nervously playing with the ring on your finger, trying to build up the courage to walk up to the door.

Max furrowed her brows before turning around to face your brother. “Why isn’t she moving?”

“Maybe she’s nervous?” Lucas offered.

“Not possible,” Dustin shook his head, leaning forward to continue the conversation. “Boys don’t make her nervous.”

“Oh, I doubt that,” Steve narrowed his eyes at you. “I’d be shitting my pants right about now if I were in her shoes. Relationships have a way of scaring anyone.”

“Well, maybe you should talk to her,” Max shrugged, earning wide eyed glares from the boys. “What? Why are you looking at me like I just said ‘Let’s commit arson’?”

“I’d rather commit arson and get caught for it.”

A round of hums and mumbles of agreement followed.

“You guys are such wusses! Why are you so afraid of her? She’s just a girl!” She frowned. There was silence. “She’s no less intimidating than I am. And I’m thirteen.”

“I’d still rather commit arson than deal with either of you.”

“I second that.”

“Fair.”

“Oh, my God!” She shouted over the second round of hums and mumbles. “Just go!”

“Okay, fine! But I’m going because I want to,” He clarified as he reached for the door handle. “Not because some thirteen year old ordered me to. I’m still the babysitter here, alright? And I don’t want-“

“GO!” They all shouted. He opened his door quickly and with frustration before walking around the car to stand beside you. You now stood with your arms crossed, gaze fixed on the van.

“I don’t wanna hear it,” Your tone wasn’t what it normally was. It wasn’t mean or annoying. You sounded quiet and afraid. It almost took him aback. “I have a bad feeling that if I knock on that door, it’ll be the last time I do. I’m going to see his sad face and hear his sad voice. I’ll apologize and dance around the topic, for his sake, mind you, just to get broken up with.”

“Why does that matter if you can’t love?” He asked genuinely. You pursed your lips, almost as if you were deciding on whether or not it was worse to keep your mouth shut or speak your mind. “I didn’t mean to offend you, I just-“

“It’s not that I can’t love,” You shook your head. He blinked. “I can-.. I-I do. I just can’t love the way people expect me to, so I tell them that I’m not capable of it.”

He blinked.

Why were you telling him this?

“I can’t ever say those three words, no matter how badly I want to. It’s like, as soon as I speak it into existence, it’s real. You know? That’s when I get hurt. Or-Or-“

“Or you thought that’s what it was until you fucked around and fell in love?” He chuckled. You shrugged. “Yeah. I happen to know a thing or two about accidentally falling for someone.”

You smiled, finally looking up at him as he spoke. His eyes were dancing around the landscape in front of him, almost as if he were literally chasing his train of thought.

“You think you can fight against it. You think you could, like, withhold from developing feelings. Then they turn out to be the coolest person you know, and you realize you might be in trouble but it’s like you can’t get yourself to pull away. You ignore the fact that you’re giving them the power to hurt you, and you trudge on. Then, in moments like these, you realize that you’re in way over your head. You feel like you’ll get heartbroken no matter what your next move is.”

“Exactly,” You nodded, a smile playing on your lips. “How do you even get yourself to march into heartbreak? I feel.. paralyzed.”

“I doubt it’s the fear of getting heartbroken that is stopping you right now.”

“What do you mean?” You tilted your head. God, you looked cute when you did that. “Why else would I be afraid of going in there?”

“Because if he’s the right person,” His gaze met yours, and he shrugged. “ Then he’ll forgive you. He’ll understand and support you. And that’s a hell of a lot scarier because then you’ll really be in too deep. You’re not paralyzed because of the potential heartbreak. You’re frozen because there might be a chance it’ll only dig you in deeper.”

You only stayed silent for about ten seconds, but it felt like an eternity to the both of you as you looked out at the trailer. A shadow walked into the kitchen window, ducking down as its owner grabbed something from the fridge.

“Do me a favor and go back to being an insufferable asshole,” You finally said, making him smile. “It’s easier for me to avoid my problems when I’m busy being mad at you.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” He stood up straight before walking back to his side of the car. You furrowed your brows, wondering what he was up to before you heard the doors lock.

“Steve?” You went to open the door before you realized what he was doing. “Steve! Open the damn door! STEVE!”

All of the sudden, his horn began to blare, probably waking up the entirety of the neighborhood. You banged on his window, shouting at him to stop before you heard the door open behind you. And with that, the horn fell silent.

“Y/N?” Eddie called from his porch. “Is that you?“

“… Maybe?” You shouted. If he wasn’t so pissed, he’d probably burst out laughing on the spot. But he kept his stone cold face as you hesitantly walked up to meet him on the porch. “Eddie, I-“

“So you’re with Steve then?” He interrupted. You blinked, finding it odd that even when he was hurt, there was still a warmth to his tone. One that was reserved only for you. His face remained expressionless as his eyes anxiously danced between your own.

“Yes,” You said after a moment, making him scoff. “Look, I get how bad this looks. I’d be pissed too. I wanted to be at your performance more than you’ll ever know but-…“

Your voice trailed off at your vulnerability. You hated this. He raised his brows, willing you to go on.

“Eddie, whatever this looks like, it’s not that. I swear it was nothing more than a platonic hang out that wouldn’t have happened had Dustin not been in trouble, alright? There are literally three kids, my brother included, in the backseat of that car-“

“Oh, so he’s already met your family then?” He rolled his eyes. You refrained from smiling at his follow up question. Out of everything he could’ve said or been mad at, that was it?

“Eddie, don’t do this,” You bit your lip, knowing the last thing he needed was to hear a chuckle come out of your mouth.

“Do what? You're the one who bailed on my performance so you could hang out with Steve 'The Hair' Harrington!” He pointed at the luxurious car sitting in front of his home before scoffing and rubbing his hand against his forehead. It was a habit you always found cute, even if it was to show his stress. “It took me two weeks to learn your favorite song. And another week to convince the boys to make it our closing song. It was going to be how I asked you to be my girlfriend, but then we had the talk the other night and-… Fuck that’s not the point. The point is that you ditched the concert for STEVE?! I mean- Tell me, what is it that all you high school girls seem to see in him?”

“Eddie, I told you it wasn’t like that!” You insisted. “And I’m sorry-“

“Then what was it like?”

We were hunting down an interdimensional slug-turned-murder-dog that my brother raised, only to find out that there’s a whole pack of them. We almost died in the effort of saving the town for the second time in the last year and a half, you thought.

But you couldn’t say that. You just stood with a scrunched nose and pursed lips, trying to hold back the word vomit that was trying to push its way out. He held out his hands in confusion.

“… I can’t tell you,” You finally said.

“You can't… you can't tell me? Great! Consider all of my worries dissolved! It's all good now!” He cheered sarcastically before a look of utter disappointment and annoyance washed over him. “Look Y/N, if you didn’t want to be in a relationship. If you weren’t ready for…"

His eyes locked onto your bandaged arm. You looked down to see that you’d begin to bleed through it before catching his face melt into one of utter concert. He reached out and gently grabbed your arm to get a better look.

"What happened?" His voice was soft, no louder than a whisper as he looked back into your eyes. “Sweetheart, what aren’t you telling me?”

"Eddie,” You breathed, as he placed his hand on your cheek. His empathetic and understanding demeanor always made a knot form in your throat. He had a way of radiating comfort in a way that made you feel safe to cry in his presence. But now was not the time for tears. You swallowed the knot before clearing your throat.

“I know this looks bad. Trust me, I wanna tell you why I missed your concert and why I have this nasty cut- I really do! … But I can’t. I-it's not… Look, I can only imagine where your mind is at right now. I need you to know that I’m not cheating or moving on or anything like that because-…” You took a deep breath. “I like you, Eddie, so much. I like you more than I’m comfortable with yet I’m completely okay with it because it’s you. This is not about us, okay? I just need you to trust me."

He wore yet another expressionless face as his eyes darted between your own. He stayed silent longer than you were comfortable with. He didn’t move a single muscle in the span of a minute.

“Say something,” Your eyes fluttered as a means to block the tears that were beginning to pool up.

“So much?” A coy smile spread across his face as his hand snaked around your waist.

“Sooo much,” You giggled, nudging his nose with yours. You stood on your tippy toes before peppering his face with kisses. “So can you do that for me, Eds?”

Your lips collided with his cheek.

“Can you trust me?”

The other cheek, now a dark shade of pink.

“Please?”

His nose. It scrunched as you touched with a kiss.

He began to chuckle before pressing his forehead to your own, never taking his sweet and adoring gaze off of your beautiful eyes. With a small smile and a subtle yet playful eye roll, he shot you the tiniest little nod, making you laugh. Those puppy dog eyes of his had a way of melting you. He ghosted his lips against your own for a moment before pressing a kiss against them. One of relief. One of adoration. One of love.

“Alright, Juliet!” You heard your little brother call. “We have places to be! Hurry it up!”

“That’s my cue,” You pulled away with a smile. His eager lips chased your own, making you giggle. “I need to go, baby!”

“On one condition,” He said before giving you a peck.

“What’s that?”

“Whatever you’re about to go do,” He spoke in a more serious tone. “Just.. Be careful, alright, sweetheart? If not for you, then for me. Because I think I about died when I saw that blood on your arm.”

“I promise,” You smiled, giving him one last kiss.

“HURRY!” The kids all shouted.

“Needy little sheepies, huh?” He smirked.

“You have no idea.”

“Jesus,” Steve grumbled from the car, as they all watched your disgusting public display of affection. “Do they have to do that whole nose thing? It’s so gross.”

“Sounds like someone’s jealous,” Dustin smirked, earning a dirty glare from the babysitter.

“I’m not jealous, okay? I’m disgusted.”

“You sure it’s got nothing to do with your girlfriend running off with another man?”

“Or the fact that Y/N’s really pretty?”

“No, I think it’s because they pretend to hate each other because-“

The kids all fell silent as you opened the door and hopped in with the biggest grin. You furrowed your brows at the silence.

“What?” You laughed.

“Nothing,” They all mumbled.

CHAPTER 8 ->

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A Regular Day for Krell's Battalion

*Clearcut sneezes* Lobo: Clearcut, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby! *Nowt sneezes* Lobo: Oh my god. Shut the hell up. --- Wallflower: I'm not doing too well. Bon: What's wrong? Wallflower: I have this headache that comes and goes. *Nowt enters the room* Wallflower: There it is again. --- James: Hey, you wanna know a secret? Carno: No. James: Okay. Carno: Carno: Do you smell smoke? James: The secret is that the barracks are on fire. --- Capri: *in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You’re supposed to say I have ‘the right to remain silent’”! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT! Carno: *in the cell next to them* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity. --- James: *watching the ship burn down* James: James: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything. --- Clearcut: Tell Nowt off, Bon! Assert yourself! Bon: That's my ice cream! Clearcut: Good! Now let him have it!! Bon, handing Nowt the ice cream: Here, you can have it! --- Wallflower, to Nowt: All right, let’s tell each other a secret about ourselves. I’m going to go first– I hate you. --- Capri: Hey Lobo, I’ve got an idea for how to solve this. Lobo, pulling out a shotgun: Yeah? Capri: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Lobo!

#star wars #the clone wars #incorrect quotes #clone ocs #krell's battalion #they're all assholes I love them

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Simulacra(1, 2, PD) Incorrect Quotes Part 2

These mainly take as if it was somewhat the Content AU(their nicknames, genders, and other) and mixed slightly with canon, depending on the quote. I may do art of them at some point, feel free to do art of them yourself though, if you want, just tag me since I'd want to see it. For context: -The first Simulacra(from Simulacra 1) is nicknamed Phoney. -The second Simulacra(from Simulacra 2) is nicknamed Ripple Man, obv. -The Pipe Dreams Simulacra is nicknamed Flappee. -The MC from the first game is labeled MC 1, MC from the second game being labeled as MC 2. -The MC from Pipe Dreams is labeled MC PD.

Flappee: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY- Teddy: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~ Flappee: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH- MC PD, recording: This is so cute.

Flappee: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room. Teddy: Screw that, I’m not kissing any of you. MC PD walks in Teddy: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

the Squad cleaning up MC PD: Pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away. Flappee, to Teddy: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in—

Arya: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the things you lost throughout your life. Rippleman: It would be nice to have my sense of purpose back… Rex: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this. Mina: My will to live! I haven't seen this in years. MC 2: I knew I lost that potential somewhere. Maya: Mental stability, my old friend! Arya: Jesus, could you guys lighten up a little?

Mina: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat? Maya: >:O language Rippleman: Yeah watch your fucking language Rex: Okay, who taught Rippleman the fuck word?! Arya: 'The fuck word'. MC 2: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time Rippleman: Oh my god they censored it Arya: Say fuck, MC 2. Rippleman: Do it, MC 2. Say fuck.

Arya: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to MC 2 and Maya's convo? Mina: Me. I'm in the laundry basket. Rippleman: I'm in the washing machine. Rex: I'm in the closet. Mina: We accept you Rex. <3 Rex: No I'm literally in the closet. Mina: Love is love. <3

Arya: She was poetry, but he couldn't read. MC 2: His name was Jared he's 19. Mina: When his parents built a very strange machine. Rippleman, singing: Watch that scene, digging the dancing queen. Maya, singing: Eyyyy, Macarena! Rex: Horrible job everyone.

Murilo, to Rippleman: Why is MC 2 not talking? Rippleman: I'm playing the silent game with them. Murilo: Well, then you just lost. Rippleman: I lost two hours ago. I gave them ear plugs and told them to close their eyes. It was the only way I could think of to get them to shut up.

MC 2: Why's it called an oven when you of in the cold food and you of out hot eat the food? Murilo: …What???

MC 2: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time. Murilo: cracks knuckles Manslaughter it is!

MC PD: I think MC 2 is in trouble. MC 1: Alright. Struggling to give a fuck, if I’m honest.

Rippleman: Hey bro, what do you want to eat? Phoney: The souls of the innocent! Flappee: A bagel. Phoney: No! Flappee: Two bagels.

Flappee: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter A. Phoney: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory. Rippleman: Fuck you.

Rippleman: Now, Flappee, all of us are doing this because we care about you, okay? Phoney: Except for me. I just wanted to see the look on your face.

Rippleman: Where is everyone? Flappee: Phoney had a nervous collapse, MC 2 is looking after them, MC 1 is trying to kill MC PD, so I’m in charge. Rippleman: Oh my god! Flappee: I know, right?

MC 1: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them? Phoney, watching Flappee screaming, Rippleman trying to set a sleeping MC PD on fire, and MC 2 choking on air: I don't know either.

Taylor: When Phoney was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world." Anna: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

Anna: Hey, check out my Spongebob umbrella! Anna opens their umbrella while indoors Taylor: Anna, that’s bad luck… Anna: Chill out, Taylor! Phoney, kicking down the door: WHO SUMMONED ME?!?! Anna and Taylor: screams

Anna: How do you do that? Taylor: I'm fearless. Phoney: I saw you run from bees yesterday. You flailed around and tripped over a chair. It was both hysterical and sad. Taylor: I'm mostly fearless.

Mina: What do rainbows mean to you? Arya: Gay rights. Rippleman: There's money. Murilo: The sign of God's promise to never destroy the whole Earth with a flood. Rex: It is an optical phenomenon that separates sunlight into its continuous spectrum when the sun shines on raindrops.

Murilo: Anyone d- Arya: Depressed? Rex: Drained? Mina: Dumb? Rippleman: Disliked? Murilo: -done with their work… what is wrong with you people…

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little-meowyao · 2 months

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Fanfiction writing asks!! 25, 32, 40, 50, 47 and 70

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

Writing itself, because I don't really do any of the others. I also love brainstorming with friends, but there's nothing like the satisfaction of seeing your story take shape (Especially if I daydreamed a lot about it). However, it does make me want to commit arson when it doesn't sound right (see: the source of my cannibalism fic! It was meant to be a nieyao JGY eats NMJ's heart fic, but that wasn't coming out how I wanted, so I scrapped it)

32. Do you take fic requests? Why or why not?

If someone asked me to write about a premise that I found interesting, I probably would! But I'm by no means a popular writing, mainly due to my niche interests (my wx deity au is my popular series and that's my only wx focused au, that I have lost interest in). See: suyao TPE, ruoyao ruling the world, dead dove nieyao, JGY sex issues, etc.

I really like writing for others, knife to the procrastination's throath

TLDR I probably would but I've never been asked

40. What is your favorite world that you’ve created for a fic?

When it comes to fic writing, I really don't deal in worldbuilding. Canonverse is my jam. The TPE au is just modern au focused on suyao, and the abo broodmare au, though very diferent from canon world dynamics, is also canonverse. Again, more character driven.

When it comes to my original projects, however 👀 My own original world for my books is nice and complex and I cherish it very much! I do love worldbuilding

Feel free to shoot me a message or an ask if you wanna talk about any of those!

50. How would you describe your writing style?

I'd say it's very subjective/ focused on what is happening on a certain character's head. I do admit to adverbing A LOT and to telling not show (though that is necessary for the kind of emotional charge in my writing). I

47. Is there a trope that you’ve written before but are now sick of?

Oooh, fics focused on stupidly intense chronic pain. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE a good chronic pain fic, but I look at my chronic pain series and just euugh. My writing style was kinda weird back then, and I wasn't so deep in the JGY hole. I don't think I'll write anything focused on taht alone again

70. Are you subscribed to any writers on AO3?

I actually am not! I don't tend to subscribe to things a lot, so there's that. I am subscribed to a few fics (not a lot, since I tend to avoid reading unfinished fics), but the only one I can remember right now is Jade and Fire.

#ask game #asks

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Incorrect Quotes: Glass Addition

Spare Keys (derogatory)

Glass, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here. Firestorm: Hey. Comet: Hello. Prism: Hi! Glass: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only! Serum: We were out of Doritos.

— (Can't think of a funny title)

Glass: Can I be frank with you guys? Firestorm: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. Serum: Can I still be Serum? Comet: Shh, let Frank speak.

— Glass if she was mortal

Glass: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. Bee: You're like 15 years old Glass: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!

— Why is this so accurate?

Glass: Bee... Bee: Oh no, 'Bee' in b-flat. Bee: You're disappointed.

— This is low-key interchangeable

Glass, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today! Bee: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

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FFR!Glass: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back. Comet: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.

— Modern nobody dies AU

Glass, at a restaurant: You guys should get the orange soda, it's amazing. Serum: Okay Waiter: Can I get you guys anything to drink? Glass: Orange soda, please! Serum: I'll have the strawberry soda. Firestorm: Me too, strawberry soda. Glass:

— MND AU Follow up (Oddly in character)

Glass, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him Serum: You did WHAT– Firestorm: William Snakepeare

— MND part 3

Glass: I trust Serum. Firestorm: You think they know what they're doing? Glass: I wouldn't go that far.

— Imagine if Glass was ever this bold (Fun fact this Quote was in the Unshipping category)

Glass: I just wanna be called cute 21/7. Firefly: Why no 24/7? Glass: Snack breaks.

— Hehe >:3

Firefly: *holds a gun out to Glass* Glass: I-I don't believe in guns. Firefly: Well, trust me, they're very real. Now take it.

—

Bee: Why do you hang out with me? Glass: You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me! Bee: … Bee: I feel a bit sorry for you.

— If Serum had a childhood

Serum: *watching their house burn down* Serum: Serum: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.

— Four am (original prompt mentioned bread but I don't think Serum would like bread)

Pyrite : *Turns on the kitchen light* Serum: *Sitting at the table, eating sardines from the can* Pyrite : It’s four in the morning. Serum: Turn the light back off.

— Donnie would teach Serum to be a little menace

Serum: DID YOU REALLY THINK THAT JOKE WAS FUNNY? IT WASNT. NOBODY IS LAUGHING. Serum: *pulls up a graph* THIS IS WHEN YOU TOLD YOUR JOKE, YOU HAVE SINGLE HANDEDLY RUINED COMEDY! IVE ALSO ASKED MANY COMEDY SCHOLARS ON THEIR OPINION OF YOUR JOKE AND THIS IS WHAT THEY HAD TO SAY! Pyrite : I've been researching comedy for the past 20 years, and I have genuinely never seen a joke this bad. We have used quantum physics to look into alternate universes to see every joke made, and yours was still by far the worst. Serum: CONGRATULATIONS! YOUVE SINGLE HANDEDLY CREATED THE WORST JOKE IN HUMAN HISTORY! HERES A MEDAL! *pulls up a horrible ms paint drawn star that says "you need help*

— Oh my gosh the Celestial AU!?

Celestial!Glass: Three words. Say them and I'm yours. Celestial!Raph: Three words. Celestial!Glass: ♡

— Seems about right

Glass: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are. Glowbug: It’s not a joke. Glowbug: *sniffles* Glowbug: I’m a legit snack

— Serum wouldn't break and enter casually with zero hesitation

Pyrite : Serum, I am nothing if not a man of principle. Pyrite : Now let’s break into this apartment.

— .. Yeah. Given Potion's genuine and general lack of concern for potions safety this is accurate

Serum: Are you sure this is safe? Potion : Safer than Flintstone vitamin gummies in a bottle. Potion : Keep twisting, junior! All you’re gonna get is clicks.

— FIRST TRY!

Comet: Potion , you’ve tried 37 times and you’ve failed every time. Give it a break. Potion : DO I HEAR “FIRST TRY PART 38?”

— Wasp Glass probably

Bee: You shouldn't be using a straw. Glass: I know, I know, it's bad for the environment and stuff. Bee: Yeah, but I mean... it's a weird way to eat spaghetti.

—

Glass: You ever get so tired that you start seeing spiders? Firefly : Me after I take 17 Benadryl and start seeing the hat man. Glass: THE WHO? Firefly : Oh is this not a safe space suddenly?

#Incorrect Quotes #OC Incorrect Quotes #OC Ask Blog Incorrect Quotes #Maus #Out Of Glass #OoG #// This is so much funnier with Comet #// Other blog OCs get a little cameo as a treat

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Raincoats for Ducks (Quotes)

Wolf: Why should I make my bed, when I'm just gunna unmake it to sleep in it anyways? Bell: Why should I feed you if your just gunna die anyways? Wolf: Wolf: I'll go make my bed-

Bell: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one. Wolf: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Bell: You spent all our money on THIS?? Wolf, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Wolf: You’re charged with…..breaking into a pet store? Bell: I thought the animals might be lonely.

Wolf: Sleep is the body’s best safety mechanism. Bell: How so? Wolf: It keeps you from screwing up for 8 hours.

Bell: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Wolf: Wow. They sound stupid. Bell: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Wolf: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Bell: I guess you’re right. Hey Wolf, I love you. Wolf: See! Just say that! Bell: Holy fucking shit. Wolf: If that flies over their head then, sorry Bell, but they're too dumb for you. Bell: Wolf.

Bell: I found a note in one of my old word .docs that said Note to self: Get revenge on Wolf. Bell: Except I couldn't remember what I was supposed to get revenge for. Bell: But I trusted my own judgment, so I went with it. Wolf: Hmm... I don't know what you were supposed to get revenge for, either. Bell: I can only assume you got what was coming to you. Not 100 percent sure, though. Wolf: Well, whatever I did, I guess I deserved it. Bell: Let that possibly be a lesson to you.

Bell, pointing a camera at Wolf: There they are, our sweet baby. Wolf, holding a cigarette and a beer: What-?

Wolf: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you’re a coward. Bell: I’m worried about you.

Bell, throwing a pokeball at Wolf: Wolf, I choose you! Wolf, not looking up from their book and catching it: You need an Ultra ball to catch this Legendary Pokémon.

Bell: Wolf, no. Wolf: Wolf, yes.

Bell: Hey Wolf, I’ve got an idea for how to solve this. Wolf, pulling out a shotgun: Yeah? Bell: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Wolf!

Wolf: Life is like Bell. It's short.

Bell: My hands are cold. Wolf: Here, let me hold them. Bell: My lips are cold too. Wolf: *covers Bell's mouth with their hand*

Wolf: I won a new phone in a race. Bell: Huh? What kind of race lets you win a phone, Wolf? Wolf: A race between the store owner, the cop, and me.

Bell: If I run and leap at Wolf, they will most certainly catch me in their arms. Bell, running towards Wolf: Coming in! Wolf: No! I’m holding coffee! Wolf: *Drops coffee and catches Bell*

Wolf: Hey guys, I found a spider. Cool little lad. Thanks for eating the mosquitos. Wolf: Oh no, where did it go? Bell: WOLF WHAT THE FUCK?!

Bell: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Wolf: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.

Bell: I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Wolf: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal. Bell, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.

Wolf: How do you want your coffee? Bell: Black, like my soul. Wolf: Wolf: Bell, your soul is a latte.

Bell: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Wolf: What the hell!? Bell: Oh, sorry, my bad. Bell, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Wolf, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

Bell: How many vampires do you think have been hit by a car backing up in a parking lot because the driver couldn’t see their reflection? Wolf: I’ve never considered it but you’re really shining light on what’s probably a very serious issue.

Wolf: Ow! Bell: What’s wrong? Wolf: I have this weird pain right above my eyebrow. Bell: It’s called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.

Wolf: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Bell: Even better! Wolf: What the fuck did you- Bell: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.

Wolf: Is five a lot of followers? Bell: Depends on the context. Bell: On Instagram? No, not a lot of followers. Bell: In a dark alley? Yes, a lot of followers.

#quotes #incorrect quotes #Wolf #bell #slasher-verse

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Incorrect Quotes, Part 16

Reva: You have an impressive pain tolerance. The Grand Inquisitor: Thanks, it's the trauma.

Seventh: *out cold on the ground* Shiri: Oh my god, do you think she's okay?! Eighth, holding a bucket of ice water: Who cares?! *dumps all of the water on Seventh’s face*

Fifth: Let's get personal. What's the hardest thing you've ever had to say? The Grand Inquisitor: I need help. Seventh: I'm sorry. Shiri: I was wrong. Eighth: Worcestershire sauce.

Eighth, holding a scooter: Shiri! Can I go outside and play with this? Shiri: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay? Eighth, running outside: Thanks Shiri! Shiri, running out after him and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!

Seventh: I want to be like a caterpillar. The Grand Inquisitor: Explain. Seventh: Eat a lot, sleep for a while, wake up beautiful. Shiri: You know they have a lifespan of a week, right? Seventh: Seventh: That's just another highlight!

Shiri: What am I supposed to do? Seventh: If I were you? I’d try and make peace with whatever deity, pantheon, or Divine Other you believe in. Shiri: I’m an atheist. Seventh: Then just get ready to die I guess.

Reva: Sometimes I talk to myself for no reason. Reva: Me too!

Seventh: If I were a drink, I'd be Cherry Vanilla Coke. If you were a drink, what would you be? Eighth: Bleach. Fifth: Sewage. Seventh: ...Please calm down, edgelords.

Fifth: What do you guys do when you're stressed? Eighth: Try and calm myself down! Reva: Sleep. The Grand Inquisitor: Get myself into even more stress, so that the first reason for my stress gets cancelled out. Shiri: I don't.

Eighth: We can't lose. Because we have this. points to his chest Reva: We have heart? Eighth: Heart? No, me. I'm pointing at myself. I'm going to win this for us.

Shiri: Alright Eighth, Seventh. Let's go over this one more time. Shiri: If something breaks? Eighth: We try to fix it before The Grand Inquisitor gets home. Shiri: If it doesn't work? Seventh: We blame Reva. Reva: Seriously guys, what the hell?!

Shiri, putting her hands over The Grand Inquisitor's eyes: Guess who! The Grand Inquisitor: It's either Shiri or the cold, clammy hands of death. Shiri, putting her hands away: It's Shiri! The Grand Inquisitor: Dammit.

Shiri: I wanna sleep for 40 hours. Reva: You know that's called a coma, right? Shiri: Shiri: That sounds so refreshing, I could totally go for a light coma right now.

Seventh: Don’t you have any dignity, Fifth? Fifth: Uh, no.

Fifth: Yeah, I don’t like people. Reva: Oh, well now that’s not fair Fifth. Have you met all of them? Fifth: I’ve met enough of them. People. What a bunch of bastards!

Fifth: We can’t tell you because you’re not a member of the club. Reva: What club? The Grand Inquisitor: The hating Reva club. Reva: …The fuck? I should be the leader of that club!

Eighth: I'm very scary. Shiri: You're about as scary as a wet kitten. Eighth: Wet kittens are cute, at least I've got that going for me. Shiri: And small. Eighth: Eighth: ...Yeah, yeah. I guess.

Shiri: The adjective for metal is metallic. Shiri: But not so for iron, which is ironic. The Grand Inquisitor: It's 3am.

Seventh: The only way to defeat a bully is to stand up to him! Seventh: Trust me, I’ve bullied a lot of people.

The Grand Inquisitor: Fifth, can I ask you a question? Fifth: Sure, anything. The Grand Inquisitor: Why don't you go back to your own house and leave us alone?

Reva: My head hurts. Shiri: That’s your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.

Seventh: Good morning! Eighth: Is it? Is it really?

Eighth: Okay, what does A stand for? Seventh: Arson. Eighth: Aw, you're so good. Okay! B! What does B stand for? Seventh: Barson. Fifth: laughter Eighth: What stands for C? Seventh: Commit arson. Fifth: Oooo. Eighth: D! Seventh: Don't come near me, I'm going to commit arson. Fifth: more laughter

Seventh: Pardon the intrusion, but- The Grand Inquisitor: On this moment or just my life in general?

Seventh: I'm going to get myself some soup. Shiri: Be careful not to burn yourself, it's hot. Seventh: Pfft, I won't burn myself. 30 seconds later Seventh, entering the room: I burned myself.

The Grand Inquisitor: Come on, Seventh. Nobody actually believes that Shiri is in love with me. Seventh, to The Squad: Raise your hand if you think that Shiri is helplessly in love with The Grand Inquisitor. Everyone raises their hand The Grand Inquisitor: Shiri, put your hand down.

Eighth and Seventh are planning to break in somewhere Eighth: We need to distract the guards. Seventh: Right. Eighth: What are we gonna do? Seventh: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes. Eighth: Seventh: Eighth: Deal.

Fifth: Isn't it weird that people kill mosquitoes just because they're annoying? Seventh: Damn, if people did that to each other, The Grand Inquisitor would've killed me years ago.

Eighth We are here to learn how to treat each other with respect and dignity. Eighth: SO SHUT UP AND LISTEN!

Fifth: Shiri is mad at me, and I'm not sure why. The Grand Inquisitor: Okay, did you talk before she got upset? Fifth: ...yes? The Grand Inquisitor: That's probably it.

Shiri: Why is there blood everywhere? The Grand Inquisitor: I may have aggressively poked someone with a knife. Shiri: You stabbed someone?! The Grand Inquisitor: No, no. I aggressively poked someone with a knife.

Fifth, acting tough: You guys don't want to mess with me. Seventh: Yeah, Fifth will straight up cry in public. Don't try him. Fifth: Exactly, I will straight up- Fifth: Fifth, tearing up: Seventh, why would you say that?!

Eighth: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed. Seventh: Seventh: I'm gonna tell him. Shiri: Don't you dare.

The Grand Inquisitor: How was your day, Fifth? Fifth: Yeah, fine, it's anti-bullying week at school. The Grand Inquisitor: Oh? And what does that mean? Fifth: It means I can't bully anyone for a whole week.

Eighth: Good night. Seventh: Sleep tight. Shiri: Don't let the bedbugs crawl up to your ear and whisper threatening things that make you question yourself. Fifth: Great, now Reva's crying.

Eighth: Reverse tooth fairy where you leave money under your pillow and the tooth fairy comes and leaves you a bunch of teeth. Reva: Why? Eighth, shaking a bag of teeth: Just because.

Reva: Grand Inquisitor, can I ask you a question? The Grand Inquisitor: You just did. Reva: Okay, can I ask you two questions? The Grand Inquisitor: You just did. Reva, frustrated: OKAY, CAN I ASK YOU FOUR QUESTIONS?! The Grand Inquisitor: You just did. Reva: When?! The Grand Inquisitor: Just now.

Eighth: Hey guys! I drew everyones soul! Shiri: Why is Fifth's a monster? Fifth: Eighth, you forgot The Grand Inquisitor's! Its only an empty space! Eighth, proudly: Exactly

#incorrect quotes #inquisitorius #it's been a while but we're back

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monsterkissed · 1 year

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😈✨⛔👀🤲(for this one if u just wanna repost that dio snippet i don't even mind i WILL reread it)✅

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

any time that an innocuous statement early in the fic is actually referencing something dramatic that you could only catch in a reread is precious to me. the whole "burying" conversation in itwan should count because yes it was plot-important but also yes i did know Exactly what i was doing the entire time. i wrote deliberately and with intent to harm.

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

it is above average!

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

i think i sent you the furthest i ever got with "diavolo tries to actually be honest for once in his entire life, rapidly descends into an existential hellscape" but other than that... generally i don't scrap stuff i start. if something exists long enough to make it to print then it'll probably get finished Eventually.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

i can't actually think of a wip i have not already gushed about with you specifically to excess... there is a foomes fic i rly want to write just as soon as i figure out an outline more concrete than "foomes tho" does that count??

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

every time i read them i see some turn of phrase or wording and i think "god i must have used that 7000 times by now i must look like such a hack" but i do not know if this is just the brain bees.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

i cannot remember if i have shared this bit from the doc known only as "role2wap" yet

Trish loves her father, she thinks. On good days it’s not even a difficult thing to do.

On good days he’s usually in bed until late in the morning, so she gets up and makes her breakfast alone, gets washed, dressed, and checks through the windows for unfamiliar vehicles before he gets up. If she hears this, that is a good sign. If the creaks and thumps of his bedroom floor are slow, tentative, as if he is trying to muffle the sound, then it will not be a good day. She might not even see him until early evening, if at all.

If it is a good day he will come downstairs, only taking a moment to glance around the corners to check that it is her before entering the kitchen, and sometimes even making eye contact when she says “Good morning.” If it is a very good day, he might even smile when he answers.

After breakfast and, sometimes, a stilted conversation, he will leave. Either upstairs to the office he keeps locked, or out of the house entirely, to wherever it is he goes when he has a job to do. Even he doesn’t know, sometimes, he told her once, staring at her right shoulder and tapping his ragged nails on the side of his coffee cup. He just keeps walking or driving until he gets his call from the Boss. His mouth twitched up in a little smile at the word, and she was glad that he wasn’t looking her in the face.

Her father is the Boss of Passione’s second-in-command, and he is almost unbearably proud of this. In the course of his job he has committed theft, blackmail, fraud, arson, assault in a wide variety of forms, and murder. Those are just the ones Trish knows about, the ones he will admit to in the course of conversation or the things she can intuit when she does the laundry. She has not asked about any other things he may have done because she does not want to know the answer. She has not asked if he will do these things again, if ordered to, because she already knows the answer.

So she makes him breakfast and does not ask. Sometimes he makes his own, with a little prompting and encouragement, and she does try to encourage him. She can’t avoid the laundry, though. His first attempt at that task ruined half of the clothes she had brought from home, and seeing the pretty, delicate things that her mother had bought for her stained and shrunk and tattered was a punch to the gut she had thought herself long past. He had offered to replace them, at least, but she couldn’t even begin to explain that he couldn’t replace the fact that these are the ones her mother touched and saw her in and looked after for her.

Her father is almost juvenile in his ineptitude at household chores, approaching even simple tasks with a lack of confidence and sometimes outright confusion that, combined with how unlived-in all the furniture seems, has given her some suspicions about his lifestyle prior to her introduction. There are so many things that he simply does not seem to know how to do.

One of those things is “be a father” and both of them are well aware of this. After the laundry incident Trish had retreated up to her room for the rest of the day, curled up in her bed sniffling and squeezing her hands into fists and wondering, with increasing bitterness, why he didn’t at least knock and ask if she was alright. If even that was too much to ask, in this nightmare she had been swept up into.

When, in the early hours of the morning she awoke, still in bed but no longer able to ignore her body’s increasing list of demands, she opened her door to find him sleeping in front of it. From the number of mugs and snack wrappers scattered around him he had been there for some time. When the morning came proper he was up early, explaining between yawns that he would be leaving earlier than usual, to make extra time for some work the previous day that the Boss had had to reschedule at the last minute.

“Afterwards,” he’d said, not making eye contact, “I thought that… I could take you out. Shopping.” And she had felt a little lightness in her chest, because she knew even then that her father cannot stand busy highstreets, hates being in enclosed spaces with other human beings most of all, and outside of his missions avoids it at any cost.

So she’d nodded, and his eyes even flashed to hers for an instant as he smiled (twitchy, uncertain) and began pulling on his coat.

“Good. I can’t promise a precise time, but… late afternoon, possibly.”

“That’ll be fine. Thank you. It’ll… It’ll be nice.”

He’d smiled again, making her wonder if it might not be alright after all, until he said, “The Boss suggested it. He even offered me an advance, so we can get you anything you desire. This afternoon, then?”

She’d agreed, probably, or made some neutral sound at least, something that had masked the way her thoughts had turned cold when he’d spoken. Of course he would do it, if the Boss ordered it. He’d take her shopping if the Boss said it was a good idea, perhaps even watch over her room at night when she’d been upset, if the Boss suggested that he should. He’d do anything that man told him to do.

He’d love his daughter, if the Boss told him to do it.

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omg wait can you give me the background context on the camera stuff or why your thing is right or whatever i will never watch that show because its so long but im so curious now

not only can i but i MUST it is literally so funny how right i am also its hilarious how people keep calling steve a thing. he is a thing. this isnt complicated i just can't be concise and talk a lot so vvvv

OKAY SO PICTURE THIS... the su.. the fall.. i dunno of 1983 you're just some normal sort of douchey jerky junior in highschool u invite ur girl over for a party and afterwards u get together in ur bedroom. a guy whos brother is missing (sad) (gay little brother) is looking in the woods for him with his camera and comes upon ur backyard and ur bedroom curtains are open ur girl is UNDRESSING in front of the window and this fucking guy TAKES PHOTOS OF HER on his fucking camera.

then some plot stuff happens but not to YOU because to YOU all you find out is that some guy has taken photos of your girlfriend taking her shirt off IN YOUR BEDROOM and he would've NEVER been found out until he got found out so obviously when you confront him you're mean to him and you obviously break his camera so he can't do it to anyone else or HER again. OBVIOUSLY. immediate comeuppance. it was literally such a normal thing to do and i think he should have hit him as well but thats just me. but ppl are always like he shouldnt have done that jonathan is literally poor :( jonathan was literally being a dickhead

then later on when u go over to ur girlfriendss house to comfort her all you see is THIS FUCKING GUY with his arm around her in her bed. i would have killed myself like what r u even supposed 2 think here. so like YEAH i guess u tell ur friends and ur friends spray paint her name in town calling her a slut which is definitely mean and douchey but people also try and say thats slutshaming (?! not even what slutshaming is LMFAO) he was just like. being a cunt.

but then she slaps u in an alleyway and u kind of break up so u pick a fight with the camera guy cuz hes there as well and u say a bunch of mean shitty stuff but again not even THAT BAD it was literally a HIGHSCHOOL FIGHT and the camera guy actually beats the absolute shit out of you for it anyway so thats also immediate comeuppance and you realise like 20 minutes later ur friends are deranged assholes and u leave them in a parking lot and go and clean the sign off yourself which apparently takes like 4 hours because you kind of suck at tasks but u just wanna help

and then after agonising and moping u go to camera guys house to apologise to HIM but unbeknownst to you theyre actually about to fight a demon and ur like why is ur hand bandaged WHY ARE U BLEEDING and u freak out a little bit bc why is she even here then she points a gun at you and ur like WHAT and she tells u to leave (so u dont get eaten by a demon) so u do but u turn around at ur car and go back in and u end up immediately accepting and helping beat the shit out of a demon and help the camera guy commit arson inside his own house. and when his little brother is found again even though you have no connection to this family you wait for hours in the hospital waiting room with everybody. also after all of this you buy him a new and better camera and have ur girlfriend-again give it to him so its not so awkward. that is the entire story.

#asks #the fight itself is not that complicated and ppl blow it out of suuch proportion #its literally the 80s and a 16 and 17 yr old and he just said a MEAN WORD jonathans not ACTUALY gay and hes not ACTUALLY homophobic. w/e #sts

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ryuzakemo128 · 2 years

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Peaky Blinders Incorrect Quotes (Part Fifteen)

(Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine/ Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve / Part Thirteen / Part Fourteen )

(Dividers by this person here)

Thomas: Why are you on fire? Red: This is just how my day is going.

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Red: I hate you. Thomas: Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that is untrue.

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Thomas: Remain CALM! *slaps Red multiple times*

Thomas: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey! Red: But I'm a vegan. Thomas: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.

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Thomas: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU! Red: Okay, can you do the dishes? Thomas: No!

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Thomas: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined. Red: Heck. Thomas: You're on thin fucking ice. Thomas: Oh no-

Red: Hey, can you do me a favor? Thomas: Sorry, I have to go do literally anything other than this. Red: You don’t even have a legitimate reason? Thomas: Oh, no, I do. Red: Well, what is it? Thomas: You see, I simply don’t give a fuck.

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Thomas: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Red: What the hell!? Thomas: Oh, sorry, my bad. Thomas, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Red, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

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Thomas: Stay foxy. Red: Die lonely.

Thomas: Where are your parents? Red: What are parents? Thomas: That’s just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.

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Red: I don’t mean to be rude— Thomas: Yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often.

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Thomas: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Red: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Thomas: ... Thomas: You mean ring bearER, right? Red: ... Thomas: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Thomas: Holy shit, Red, do you know what this means?! Red: Kid, whenever you start doing this, nobody knows what you mean.

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Red: *Holding up a picture of a seemingly young anime girl* WHO IS SHE?! IS SHE TWELVE?! Thomas: No! She's a thousand years ol- Red: *Cocks shotgun* Thomas: NO! NOOOOOOOOOO-!

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Thomas: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know! Red: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus. Thomas: Stop.

Red: Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers! Thomas: Please, just say fuck.

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Red: So, I've been thinking Thomas- Thomas: That's dangerous.

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Thomas: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out? Red: ...Have you never taken a shower before?

Thomas: Pick a card, any card. Red: Fine. Thomas: Wait, that's my credit card! Red: You said any card.

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Thomas: I think you're still suffering the effects of your party last night. Red: All I drank was Redbull! Thomas: How many? Red: Eighteen.

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Thomas: Fuck you. Red: No u. Thomas: I'm down. Red: You're like 2, what the fuck- Thomas: I AM NOT 2!

Red: Let’s write Thomas a friendly note, shall we? Dear... Incompetent... Dumbass...

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Thomas: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Red meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.

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Thomas: I fell— Red: From heaven? Thomas: No, I literally fell— Red: In love with me the moment you saw me? Thomas: MY ARM IS BROKEN! Red: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

Thomas: Good morning. As you begin your day, remember that violence is always an option and often the answer. Red: Thomas: Red: ...Please, go back to bed.

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Red: *chokes on something* Thomas: Jeez, Red, don't die on us. Red: Don't tell me what to do, I'll die whenever the hell I want!

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Red: What are you in the mood for? Thomas: World domination. Red: That's a bit ambitious. Thomas: You are my world. Red: Aww... Thomas: Red: Thomas: Red: OH.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders modern au #peaky blinders au #peaky fookin blinders #peaky fucking blinders #peaky blinder #peaky blinders incorrect quotes #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #Red (Female Reader)

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twigstarpikachutroll22 · 1 year

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That feel when at the cashier at the bookstore there's this small assortment of books that they say you can donate to a hospital and you mom goes "okay" and without thinking takes Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets from it and hands it across the counter and you go "dON't" and try to grab it back and put it back and your mom gets upset and you're not able to hash out right then and there why she shouldn't be giving Joanne Rowling more money and you're not able to convince her right then and there not to and you try to argue the rest of the way home from the bookstore and she keeps not entirely getting it and she keeps asking for more facts than you have and not taking what you do know as enough and she keeps saying "her politics" and "your feelings" and "you're infringing on MY rights" and going "i don't wanna have to analyze the politics of every single writer before i spend any money on any of their books" and eventually she says she might make a different choice next time but also says you could've said "i wish you hadn't done that" and "did you know that she's-" instead of getting Like This on impulse excuse the FRICK me if this issue is genuinely important and there are people way more heavily affected by it than me who would've been way more upset and for dang good reason and now you wanna commit arson or some junk

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bumblewarden · 2 years

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Incorrect Quotes feat. Novhen Tabris

tagged by @heniareth to fill some incorrect quotes with this here generator and did so all about novhen! a couple other ocs show up but are tagged at the end if you’re curious about which origins they are

i had a blast with it and invite anyone else reading this to play around with it for a bit. now segue this into the actual post’s cold open:

The Warden: Tell me a little about yourself. Companion!Novhen: I'd rather not, I really like this group

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Novhen: I never tell people off the bat that I'm bi. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Zevran: Zevran: I like you.

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Zevran: You know what’s funny about Novhen? They’re my best friend, and anyone who’d hurt them is someone I’d murder, probably.

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Novhen: I got an idea! Alistair: Does it involve breaking the law? Novhen: By now don’t you think that’s a given? Alistair: I was just trying to be optimistic. Novhen: Don’t bother.

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(Mildly NSFW) Leliana: I like your top, Novhen! Zevran: I have a name, you know. Novhen: sighs Why. Why are you like this.

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Novhen: I hate Eamon. Wynne: "Hate' is a strong word. Novhen: I have strong opinions.

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Morrigan: Wait you like me? For my personality? Novhen: I know, I was surprised too.

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Radka: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Novhen: What the hell!? Radka: Oh, sorry, my bad. Radka, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Novhen, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

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Alistair: So, are you two dating now? Morrigan & Novhen: Yes. Alistair: Why? Morrigan: I happen to find Novhen very appealing. Alistair: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with Novhen.

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Novhen: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

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Novhen: Morrigan and I got married!! Alistair: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.

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(Post Battle of Denerim) Alistair: You're alive. Novhen: There's no need to sound so disappointed.

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Spirit 1: You broke up with Novhen for a reason. Morrigan: I know, I know. I’m just so tired of missing them. Tired of wondering why they haven’t called. Why haven’t they called? Spirit 2: Maybe because you told them not to. Morrigan: What are you, the Memory Person?

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Nathaniel: How did you even get in here? Zevran: Novhen's window! Or, as I like to call it, "Zevran's door"! Novhen: I’m closing the window.

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Inquisitor!Novhen: Yeah I'm LGBT. Inquisitor!Novhen: cuLt leader. Inquisitor!Novhen: God hates me personally. Inquisitor!Novhen: cowBoy hat. Inquisitor!Novhen: sniffles Trying my best.

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Garevel: How many children do you have? Novhen: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

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Novhen: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me. Morrigan: But did I make you cry? Novhen: cries on the spot Morrigan: ...Shit.

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Pavle: Just be yourself. Morrigan: Really? Pavle, I have one day to win over Novhen’s family. Morrigan: How long did it take for you guys to like me? Zevran: Couple of weeks. Vo: Six months. Alistair: Jury’s still out. Morrigan: See, Pavle? ‘Just be yourself,’ what kind of garbage advice is that?!

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Morrigan: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you. Novhen: That's great, Morrigan. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

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Novhen: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are.

#novhen tabris #radka brosca #pavle amell #vo mahariel #i feel like i'm being so mean to morri here T-T

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