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softly-writes · 4 months
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Someone be my huckleberry 🥺👉🏼👈🏼
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Someone give me Wyatt Earp or let me create an OC for Doc Holliday. Whatever your hearts desires.
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gaskills · 6 months
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MARY BETH GASKILL of 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚘. independent & highly selective, mature themes present. strictly 18+, penned by holly.
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crownmemes · 3 months
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Tombstone Sentences
(Sentences from Tombstone (1993). Adjust phrasing where needed)
"I never saw a rich man who didn't wind up with a guilty conscience."
"I don't even carry a gun anymore."
"Something on your mind?"
"Didn't you always say that gambling's an honest trade?"
"Forgive me if I don't shake hands."
"Is your soul for sale, dear?"
"It's just headaches! I know what I'm doing!"
"You could have been killed back there, or busted up!"
"You'd die for fun?"
"I didn't think you ever laughed!"
"I'm always happy, unless I'm bored."
"What do you want out of life?"
"Where do you get these questions?"
"I don't have time to be 'proper'. I want to live."
"I'm a woman. I like men. If that means I'm not ladylike, then I guess I'm just not a lady."
"You're so drunk, you can't hit anything. In fact, you're probably seeing double."
"A man lost his life, and I took it. You don't want to know how that feels. You don't ever want to know how that feels."
"It appears we must redefine the nature of our association."
"I'm your huckleberry."
"Make no mistake, it's not revenge he's after - it's a reckoning."
"Why, you look like somebody just walked over your grave."
"We started a game we never got to finish."
"My hypocrisy goes only so far."
"It appears my hypocrisy knows no bounds."
"You're the only human being in my entire life who ever gave me hope."
"I was in love once."
"There's no normal life. There's just life."
"You ever see the sun come up over the Rockies?"
"I promise I'll love you for the rest of your life."
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ooogai · 18 days
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mayo in ramen :>
no.
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firstspawn-moved · 3 months
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[ CAZADOR ] : YOU ARE A SMALL, PATHETIC LITTLE BOY WHO NEVER AMOUNTED TO ANYTHING.
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An independent writing blog for Astarion Ancunín of Larian Studios Baldur's Gate III.  Established in December 2022 and remade in May 2023. This blogs canon ending happens to revolve around Astarion turning down such powers, a vampire spawn with a brighter look in the future as well as survivor's guilt and suicidal ideation during the events before we tread further into Act III. Loved by Vampyre, 21+.
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ffxivdailyquestion · 7 months
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FFXIV Daily Question n°103 : How good in at keeping a secret is your character ? Do people actually trust them ?
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workshopofthoughts · 1 year
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they say the grass is greener ;;
I THINK MY GRASS IS DEAD .
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random-rpmusing · 2 years
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“ Feel so much better than usual ,
I feel indisputable—
… I think I might be beautiful ! ”
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weredyke · 5 months
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dude the black guy in fnaf was the gag guy 😭 banginf my head its funny but like this movie is just like when the games came out
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junosshadowlibrary · 5 months
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Tea and Chatter (Grimora Open Rp/Interaction)
Please make sure to read rules before interaction ..............................................................................................................................
The isle of the dead was always a lively place. Something one wouldn't have really expected given the residents that live there. But for those who resided there, they always found something to do during the day. For some it was haunting crypts, others it was playing cards, or having tea. But for the caretaker of the land; Grimora work is what always kept her busy.
As a Scrybe she always had new epitaphs to turn into cards, a new meeting to attend or appointments to keep. Yes she had her free time of course but she always liked to make of the most of the bright sun filled hours of the day before resting. There were a number of task she needed to get done throughout the week, but for today she decided to spend some time outside, and tend to cleaning up some of the graves that resided near her crypt.
Rain, dirt, and other natural elements always did a number on tombstones, and the flowers that adorned some of the graves needed to be rotated out for fresher ones. And of course there was always a new grave to dig for some creature. But today, she focused on the cleaning part. Busying herself with pulling weeds, wiping down tombstones and plaques, and changing flowers. Others have offered to do the work for her but she always preferred getting her hands dirty herself. And saw it as her responsibly to make sure every spirit under her care rested comfortably. And today was the perfect day to maintain that duty.
Though the sun was high in the sky the overcast of clouds and cool autumn breeze keeps her from overheating. Allowing her to toil without a care in the world save for the dirt that was caking itself onto her shoes, hands and skirt. "Alright that should do it!" The second item on that list was easy to remedy as she pulls a handkerchief from her dress pocket, using it to dry off her hands the moment she finishes rinsing them off in a bucket of soapy water she brought with her. But the moment she rises to her feet however, something halts her work. Far along the warned down walkway that expanded across her island was a person. She wasn't sure if they were lost, a friend, a foe, or just a visitor because of how far they were. But the that does little to keep her from smiling brightly and calling out to them. Waving to the visitor in a friendly manner as she greets them with a loud warm chuckle.
"Why Greetings! Pardon my appearance I wasn't expecting visitors today! What brings you hear to my little corner of the world dear?"
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artificialcorby · 5 months
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A little something from my RP account.
Spoilers ahead.
× An apology ×
Short Solo.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I didn't finish my task. I didn't finish defusing the bomb. Despite my efforts I didn't have enough time. I'm sorry that this fell onto you. On top of everything else.
I'm sorry that I became reckless. Tunnel vision on the task. To get it done, no matter what. I'm sorry I got slowed down when I caught a few rounds. I know I could have been faster if not injured. 
I'm sorry that I didn't watch my back. That I paid no attention to the sound of the heavy door being opened behind me. I'm sorry I decided to focus on the bomb in front of me even when I noticed movement in the corner of my eye. I'm sorry I noticed too late that someone was standing right next to me. I'm sorry I saw the gun pointing at me too late to react. Because all I cared about was the bomb.
I'm sorry that - because of me - you didn't get to catch Makarov.
I'm sorry you had to watch me go down. I'm sorry you had to see my lifeless body on the ground. I'm sorry for the blood on your hands when you touched me. I'm sorry I put the mission at risk for you who remained.
I'm sorry you didn't get the time to process the situation, because I left you with the bomb to deal on your own.
I'm sorry you had to pronounce me dead. I'm sorry you now have to go on without me.
But above all I'm sorry for all the things left unsaid. Words that could have given you some kind of comfort when I'm gone. Maybe closure. I'm sorry for being a coward. I'm sorry I didn't take my chances when I could. Now is not the time, I thought. But the time was always. And now there is none left.
I'm sorry you have to live with the uncertainty of what could have been. I'm sorry I became just another tombstone for you to visit. Another ghost to haunt your dreams. I'm sorry I left you with all this.
I'm sorry Simon.
You don't deserve this.
🎶But since it fell into my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be to you all
So fill to me the parting glass
And drink a health whate'er befalls
Then gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be to you all🎶
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pennyroks77 · 8 months
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they call me crybaby, crybaby
Penelope, Penny, Penns, or whatever nickname you come up with
she/her
14 y/o
ADHD tendencies
Christian
Michael Afton's bbg ;D
proship, spammers, bullies, nsfw, people who sexualize DTB/Steven, William Afton defenders (not including just anyone who likes him), people who post excessively about the trans Tobey hc - DNI
oc rp blog (dead) at @penelopefaircityreporter
pink sideblog (dead) at @pinktobeyfan
dca sideblog at @dcafan
discord server
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more under the cut
about my hyperfixations!
major hyperfixations: Bluey, Wordgirl, the Kingdom Keepers, mphfpc, playlist-making, all things pink, jewelry, Sanrio, ghost stories (K.R. Alexander go brr), Five Nights at Freddy's, The Living Tombstone (especially zero_one and Rust), HALLOWEEN YES IT'S ALWAYS HALLOWEEN
minor hyperfixations: Sinfest, Supernatural Investigations, Toca Boca lore, The Hunger Games, Spookville Comics, ASoUE, A Week Away, The Haunted Mansion, Secrets of Sulphur Springs
my ocs: (WG) Penelope Barnes, Valerie Best, Zenith Jeong (Fruit Bat), Marissa McCallister | (original) Neo Dakis, Catherine Harroway, Artham Garcia, Anilise Duncan, Paige Auchwitz
I love drawing! I usually will draw on request for free, unless it makes me uncomfortable or I'm really busy.
about art trades!
I will do art trades with (almost) anyone. [quick how it works, in case you don't know: one of us asks the other about the trade and we agree to do it. then we each draw a character(s) of the other's choice. this doesn't have to be anything fancy; it can just be a little doodle. then we post the art and @ each other on the post. sorry if I'm not explaining it well ;-;] I mostly like doing Wordgirl- or FNaF-related trades since I'm familiar with the characters, but anything else on my fandom hyperfixation list works ;p
also I really like when people comment on + reblog my posts, it shows me you're interested and motivates me to create more content we both like ;D
my favorite characters to draw: Tobey McCallister, Violet Heaslip, Mangle and all the other Foxys, Glamrock Chica, Sun the daycare attendant, Fruit Bat, Penelope Barnes, Becky Botsford, the No-Face, Amari Peters, Dylan Van Helsing, Coraline Jones, Nobody Owens, Circus Baby/Elizabeth Afton, Michael Afton, fnaf crossover au glitchtrapped Terrance Maybeck
general favorites:
color: red and pink
band: The Living Tombstone
artist: TobyMac
video game: Fall Guys
food: curry chicken
drink: water
song: I Got No Time by The Living Tombstone
movie: Wreck-It Ralph
tv show: take a good long guess (Wordgirl)
flavor ice cream: play doh
nonfiction book: the Bible
fiction book: The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
time of day: bedtime
some of my Tumblr besties:
@toonycatuwu @rootbeertime @800tabsopen @rainyyflash @thedragondirewolf95 @saliosis @snickerzanddoodlez @thepeculiarbird @zer0-0nez @emberthearsonist @av0id3d @sealmonger @get-total-eclipsed @chillwildwave @just-a-floofy-catt @currently1dead1someday1alive @1julak1
have an awesome and blessed day everyone! God loves youuu!!! <3
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ladyshinga · 8 months
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NGL I'm just assuming all the small names you run into in BG3, ie names on tombstones, are just names of Larian employees' RP characters that they've played in the past. "We need another name, quick!" "Ohh, we can use the name of my dwarf paladin I played a year ago! 😃
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Can I do a small roleplay please?
Luna, the light blue Fennec fox was travelling down the graveyard which lead to the spooky ghostly manor which stood in the middle of the graveyard. A shiver went down Luna’s spine as they felt someone, or something’s eyes on them. They kept on making their way to the manor but the path seemed to take longer and longer with every step they took. Luna’s thoughts were going haywire but they soon gathered their thoughts they carried on walking. Unaware of the little owl who was watching them
Of course but next time please send the rp to my other rp account @ask-the-ghostly-gang
As the blue Fennec fox continued their walk down to the ghostly manor, a young owl with glowing red eyes and a magenta-pink glow was watching them from afar behind a tombstone.
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The little owl’s tail swayed from side to side in excitement as she saw a mortal! A living, breathing mortal! Here at the manor! Although there was a hint of confusion in her head about the reason why the fennec fox was here in the first place. The owl shook it off as this was the first time in decades when she would finally have a new friend to play with!
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ask-sebastian · 8 months
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I didn't want to go seasonal, but as Kiwi brought up Christmas, I'd like to throw in Halloween. Because 
a) I love it and everything creepy and horror! I secretly want to live in a haunted Victorian mansion with a dead front yard, overgrown tombstones in the backyard, and rain pouring against the windows all year round while scaring unsuspecting guests with concerning comments about the gory history of the place. And
b) I once spent a fun weekend in an amusement park in October, where this song was played nonstop. And still, I loved it when I went home. (But mainly because of a.)
I have met quite a few people recently who love all things gothic and horror. There is something especially magical about Halloween and its otherworldliness. The custom of dressing up in costume and being someone else for a moment reminds me a lot of why I love RP.
The best song from my favourite Halloween film, from one of my favourite singers and actresses (Bette Midler). Lots of favourites to be had here.
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(Do not ask me about the sequel. I refuse to acknowledge its existence.)
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workshopofthoughts · 1 year
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THE HATERS WANNA HURT ME && I'M LAUGHING AT THE PAIN .
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