Writing Prompts - Blog Posts

Through a series of events you find out that your party members have all been replaced by a mimic, a skinwalker, a changeling, and a shapeshifter. You don’t bring up that you know this however as they’re a lot nicer and more efficient then the ones they replaced.

Welcome to physics class, buckle up because we've got things to cover

"Untold riches if answered correctly, endless suffering if wrong," said the Sphinx.

"I accept. Ask your question, beast." "Why does an object fall when dropped?" it asked.

Ok, so, about the Jayvik fic, I saw a quote from Bob Ross here on tumblr, where he was petting a little fawn and going: "This has to be one of the most gorgeous creatures God has ever made. I just want to take him home... and keep him as a pet. But that's not what he's meant to be. He's meant to be free."

And while this suggestion might be a bit unhinged (maybe? idk), I really love the idea of two people being conflicted about whether or not they should be together, because one (or both) of them feel like the other is "meant to be free", that "keeping the other" will make the other lose an important part of their self.

And just generally I think the quote has a lot of potential as a ship dynamic, even if it's more of a tragic love story.

This would be a bit more angst, sure, but also a comforting option.

I think this fandom thrives on angst. We should give it some comfort too, then, don't ya think?

I'll see what I can do! Thank you!

Alright i got a fic idea if you want!

Imagine viktor working late and sleeping in the lab and jayce joining him

(Not sure if you'd rather it be sfw or not but both could work with this start i think ^^)

That sounds incredibly cute! I think this could be a nice little thing to do. Especially since our boy is overworked.

I can just imagine Jayce taking a little care of him and staying there with him while perhaps being a bit anxious about having left him alone the whole day and all, and just feeling viktor shift on him, which pulls him back out of those thoughts and has him smile.

I do prefer sfw works as long as I am writing fanfiction. At least here, cause i do not know much about Viktor's.. seggsual activities, and i like to portray the characters in ways i know them well.

While certainly he's old enough, and we have seen Jayce be nsfw, the show not being against it, i just like to stay on the safe side with this one. ^^

I would love to see a fic that takes place after the end of the series where Jayce is an amputee after breaking his leg and it being so infected. And is also suffering from PTSD and nerve damage in his back from the chainsaw.

Either trying to hide it or downplay how it affects him because he thinks it’s not valid compared to Victor’s pain or something else angsty. But when it flares up badly he can’t move or hide it anymore and Viktor takes care of him.

I love both of them but I feel like there are very few disability centric fics where Jayce’s disabilities are focused on.

I love how you bring that up! Obviously, since he only did a makeshift brace on his leg after cracking the bone into place, we can imagine it did not heal well and stayed a while.

I can do a bit of research (writing down the injuries and stuff about the pains and disabilities of it) and add it into a kind of hurt/comfort, caretaker type of story!

So Viktor is alive and there with Jayce in the hospital, then, in this fic?

I can imagine some good things with this.

If I write this soon, or whenever i do, I will post about it! Thank you!!

Random Song Lyric Prompts!

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◇ If I leave my grin behind, remind me that we're all mad here, and it's okay. - Cheshire Kitten by S.J. Tucker

◇ Heavy is the crown that's always hidden - Cheshire Kitten by S.J. Tucker

◇ And I'll sing silence, and ask my glass of wine for guidance - Drinking Song for the Socially Anxious by The Amazing Devil

◇ Let it set down roots where there was once a spine - Shame On Me by Catch Your Breath

◇ My stubbornness will put up a fight. But I don't deserve to win it. - Liar by The Arcadian Wild

◇ So what's it all supposed to do? The fire eats fire and the fire's in you. - Fire With Fire by AlicebanD

◇ I thought that fire with fire would burn the problem quicker.. But all this good advice, his hair just grows back thicker! - Fire With Fire by AlicebanD

◇ I long to imagine a change, but my heart is frozen by the winter rain. - Winter Rain by Sick Century

◇ Letting go of high hopes that just died - Safe and Sound by Point North ft. The Ghost Inside

It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Whumpmas~ 🎄 🎁

It's getting cold everyone and I'm starting to feel festive! So how about we turn this thing around and I share some lovely and sadistic prompts? Have fun everyone! <3

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◇ Humming a nice little holiday song while walking through whumpee's house with a knife, searching where they hid again.. A big smile on their face. "You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, I'm telling you why.. Santa Claus is coming to town."

◇ Whumpee kneeling on the plush red carpet.. It used to be white, just this morning.

◇ Whumpee choking on a pretty long candy cane

◇ Dressing a boy who isn't very into femme things in a very cute and slightly revealing elf outfit for women

◇ A Whumpee who usually loved Christmas always being tortured to the sound of their favourite Christmas music

◇ Whumper making a nice little show out of Whumpee picking his torture method. A bunch of things wrapped nicely, in boxes under a tree. They'll have to endure all, but they can choose and unwrap them, bound in a way that they can barely use their hands. Too tired to use this thing against whumper.

◇ Some sweet hypothermia, Whumpee slowly becoming a snowman as they're chained up against the back wall of the house, out in the blistering cold. Bonus points for White Christmas playing from inside the house. ;)

◇ A yandere Whumper having Whumpee bound and gagged next to them near the piano as they play All I Want For Christmas Is You, singing to them.

Let me know if you like these! I'd love to have some feedback and if you have any suggestions or requests, feel free to drop them in the ask box on top! I do sweet comfort, whump, and generally completely random things out of the blue. I do anything. Just not really fandom based things. 👋 Buhbye!

Anyone else just casually scrolling whump prompts and listening to Michael Bublé's Christmas album?

It ain't my holiday but damn do I feel like celebrating. And writing christmas whump..

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm... might share some ideas with you all later.

Have a holly jolly (and totally hinged) christmas~ 🎄 😁

Small writing tip! #1

AI isn't always bad. Oh yes. I hate you if you decide to let it write your story, that is not useful at all. But! Here it comes..

Chatgpt, right? It won't write your emotional poem. It cannot put in the same emotional intensity concentrated into a few very meaningful words.

But it can help you if you tell it things about your book. If you tell things about your characters. When you don't find that specific prompt on tumblr, you can tell the bot and it can give some good ideas based on analysis.

In that way, it is not stealing anyone anything. It is not mediocre.

The way I do it, for example, is, that I tell it my character stuff, give it a visual, and it will psychoanalyse the character. With that, you can ask how to incorporate it into the plot points you already have, if you don't know where this character could fit in.

After I told the bot much about my book and we'd worked on it for a while, I just asked the bot if Bad Omens (the band) would fit well to the plot of my book, as in if the vibes match. It said definitely and listed a bunch of reasons why it fits after analysing and comparing both, plot and songs by the band. Then it gave me suggestions which lyrics fit best. Same worked when I asked it about the genre Metalcore and two more bands, which seemed to fit even better.

Mostly, the bot is a source of inspiration! It shouldn't do the job of writing the book for you. Still, you can see it like a good friend that is also a writer, and brainstorm for your book. The title ideas are basic. But it'll inspire you to look for ways to make the titles better. Find the faults and delete them.

P.S. i do not use any AI for my posts. This is just me! Thought I'd say it now lmao. Normal prompts don't work very well with AI. Just the inspo and psychoanalysis.

(Pirate) Ship Roles for the Crew!

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Captain: On non-government ships, the Captain is voted by the ship's crew. Can be replaced by majority votes. They're expected to be great in battle, navigation and seamanship. Need to be a leader personality.

Quarter Master: Sort-of vice Captain, takes on the role of Captain when he's unavailable. Also elected to represent the interests of the crew. In turn he received extra booty. He also maintains order, settles quarrels and distributes all goods. Keeps records and account books for the ship.

Sailing Master/Navigator: In charge of navigation and sailing of the ship.

Boatswain: Supervises the maintenance of the vessel and its supply stores. Inspects the condition of the ship each morning and reports to the captain. In charge of all deck activities.

Carpenter : Responsible for maintenance and repair. Often, due to the tools, he would jump in as an emergency surgeon, too.

Master Gunner: In charge of the ship's ammunition and weaponry.

Mate(s), First Mate: On a large ship, there's often more than one (That's why First Mates exist). Served as an apprentice to the ship's Carpenter, Gunner, Boatswain and Master. Hard worker.

A.B.S. (Able Bodied Sailor, Common Sailor): Helps out with anything and everything, really! Has knowledge of most necessary things, like some navigation, steering, ..

Rigger: Works the running rigging and the furling and unfurling of the sails. Constant risk of falling!

Cabin Boy(s): Young boys who work on the ship as servants. Usually runaways or kidnapped from another ship.

Powder Monkey: Young boys who run gunpowder from below decks up to the cannons during battle.

Swab/Swabbie: Mop the decks. Has also become a slang for people you do not hold highly.

Source and further reading:

https://thepirateking.com/historical/ship_roles.htm

I just decided to also serve as a prompt maker, as really, I might need ideas but, for others, I often prove to be helpful. SO, requests are open! I'll post now and then, notes and prompts and writing help, for myself and others. Join in if you'd like!

You’re a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You’ve actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer’s business, you finally reveal yourself.

Of missing and remembering

Missing

They found this tree when they were just a child. They were alone in this whole world and just wanted a place to call home. They come here almost daily. To read and write and to do all the other bits of life. The tree had always been tall and big. When they were younger they could climb it and rest on one of it's branches to read. Now they sit on the ground, leaning against one of the two gravestones and rest in the trees shadow. Whenever they visited, they could feel a longing inside their chest. It was like they were missing something or someone that they couldn't quite remember. This feeling of missing always growing bigger with each visit. Until one day a boy sat under the tree sketching.

Remembering

When he saw them for the first time it was like a stone was lifted from his shoulders. It felt as if he could finally breath freely again. He didn't know what he felt in that moment but with time he began to realise what it was. Sitting with them under the tree, talking, reading and drawing together. A feeling of home flooded him and them as well. This time that the two of them spent together it felt like something he remembered. A memory deep within his soul. A memory of happiness and joy. He felt like remembering this time from a life before.

Once

Old they lay, their life a tale to tell, under the tree that was still so young. They planted it here many years ago after meeting for the first time and planed to make this their last resting place. The time had come for them to go into another beautiful story of their own. They both knew. And so he asked "Will you promise to remember me?" "I can only promise to miss you, my love." they replied. And they both did miss, each to their own.

What the fuck just happened, he thought as he stood in a white room.

One moment he was in his garden, fixing the new table he had built, and the next he was in a seemingly never-ending white space. Was this heaven or something ? Had he died? Or maybe this was some kind of hospital room – could be, the lights there are always so blinding!

"Hello?" He called out, anxiously. "Anyone's there?"

He turned in slow circles, half expecting something to attack him from nowhere.

He jumped as a door opened with a swoosh – he swore there was nothing but white there a moment ago ! Some kind of creature walked in, wearing an astronaute-like combinaison. Could have been a human if not for its sluggish gray skin and mop of tantacles where hair should be. Its unnaturally black eyes didn't help either.

What was this thing? Where was he? Was this a dream? He pinched himself to check ; it hurt.

The alien-monster-astronaute spoke, clicking furiously at its collar. "Is this translation device working?" Then, slower, "can you understand me?"

He nodded, not quite grasping on the situation at hand. The alien – it had to be that – continued. "Listen, I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for three days so I can get my parents off my back." It explained.

I'm sorry, what? He thought.

Frowning, he voiced his concerns. "Wait, hold on. What are you? And where am I – how am I here?"

The alien smiled then, contempt that he hadn't rejected its proposal just yet. "My name is—"

He guessed that translation device didn't work well because the next sounds didn't seem like words, or a name for that matter.

"— and I come from the planet," some more unintelligible words. "You are in my spaceship."

He shook his head, almost laughing at the impossible situation he was in. He was in space, with an alien who wanted him to pretend to be its boyfriend for three days. Who would believe that?

"Sure," he finally answered. "I'll do it, I'll be your fake boyfriend."

Would it have been anyond else, they probably would be freaking out right now. But he personally didn't care. He was going to do that just because why not? It wasn't like he had much to loose anyway.

You were just sucked up and abducted by a UFO. The alien inside addresses you, “Is this translator working? Listen. I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for three days so my parents will get off my back about it.”

Calling all lovers of darkfic, grimdarks, creepypastas, and scary stories! I had yet to see a monthly writing event themed around horror, so I made one! The event will occur in September, so you have plenty of time to get ready.

If you feel like participating, tag your fills with #horrortember2024, and I'll reblog as many as I can! Fanfic is strongly encouraged, but original fiction is accepted as well. And, depending on how many people join, I'll post a list of completionists or participants at the end of the month!

A written list of prompts is under the cut:

1. AND THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN WHAT I DESERVE, FOR MY TEETH TO JUST FALL OUT: body horror, parasite, gore

2. BUT THEY SAW SOMETHING THAT’S REAL: pretending to be human, identical, visceral

3. WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF: vampires, zombies, werewolves

4. IT’S ALWAYS BEST WHEN THE LIGHTS ARE OFF: music, silence, echoes

5. BURIED ABOVE THE GROUND: dust, overgrown, forgotten

6. WHAT HAVE I DONE: losing memories, possession, cursed

7. DREAMLESS SLEEP: sick, survivor, injury

8. NOW ONLY DOGS WILL FOLLOW ME: cannibalism, eaten alive, maggots

9. HAVE YOU HEARD THE STORY OF THE RABBIT IN THE MOON: meta, cosmic horror, forbidden knowledge

10. WE DIDN’T GO IN THERE ALONE: hunted, solitary, darkness

11. YOU CAN’T RUN FROM ME FOREVER: obsession, yandere, overpowering emotions

12. I WEEP AND SAY GOODNIGHT, LOVE, AS MY ORGANS PACK IT IN: doomsday, apocalypse, certain death

13. WHAT DO YOU KNOW: nightmare, prophecy, inevitable

14. I CAN MAKE THE WORLD SEEM SLOW: polaroid, motel, record player

15. DON’T KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE: doll, reflection, facet

16. NEVER SHALL WE DIE: immortality, decay, cyclical

17. WHAT DID YOU BURY BEFORE THOSE HANDS PULLED ME FROM THE EARTH: oops, self-made monster, playing god

18. SHE’LL SAY SHE LOVES YOU, EVEN THOUGH SHE ONLY WANTS TO STEAL YOUR SOUL: haunting the narrative, inseparable, devotion

19. ARE YOU ALIVE, AM I AWAKE: chills, hallucinations, paranoia

20. IN THE RED, YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD: hunger, craving, unconventional needs

21. HOW DO I BREAK YOU BEFORE YOU BREAK ME: unreliable narrator, serial killer, manipulation

22. THERE IS NO END: help isn’t coming, final girl, trauma

23. LIFE CAN BE LIKE A DREAM: gone wrong, descent into madness, distrust

24. HEAR THEM LAUGHING UNDERNEATH: hollow, below the surface, remnants

25. I’LL SAY GOODBYE SOON: timeloop, lesson learned, consequence

26. NO CURE IS COMING NEAR: animals, rabies, primal fears

27. WHY DON’T YOU LET ME BE FREE: hanahaki, soulmates, trope inversion

28. AND THEN HE STARTED LAUGHING UNTIL HE CRACKED HIS JAW: butterflies, roses, sunshine

29. WHERE LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL ALL THE TIME: man-made, perfection, out of place

30. YOU ARE CALLED TO THE TREES: climb, descend, mass migration

TW: MEDWHUMP/MEDICAL LANGUAGE

Hi everyone! @whumpetywhumpwhump here- I noticed there doesn't seem to be an official Medwhump May running this year, so I'm running one myself :)

I appreciate it's pretty late in the game to be releasing prompts, but I was waiting to see whether the official page was going to post anything before deciding to start mine. Hopefully a few of you would like to get involved (even if it is short notice lol)

RULES!

No AI-generated content

Please tag this account if you post your challenge submissions on Tumblr and use the tag 'medwhump may' (as in the tags of this post)

For completionists, all 31 days must be completed (using either the daily prompt or an alt prompt)

When creating content for chronic illnesses and seizures, PLEASE USE THE RELEVANT WHUMP TAGS INSTEAD OF THE GENERAL TAGS. e.g 'seizure whump' rather than just 'seizures'. This avoids important tags being flooded with whump fics

Have fun!

I will update these rules if necessary! Happy whumping!

Please reblog this to get the word out :)

I’ll be back for this one

The abandoned child you’ve taken in sleeps on your lap as the god who gave you immortality softly warns you. “This will hurt.”

And then they aren't finished and haven't been updated since 2011 and you feel the urge to write a fanfiction about that fanfiction but feel as though you can't live up to that legacy -

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

“I want my dog back.” You demand. The Book Keeper looks down “It says here that your dog died peacefully from old age- hang on, how did you get to the underworld? You’re not due here for decades.” You glare at them. “I don’t care what it says and you do not want to know the lengths I’ll go to.”

How to create an atmosphere: Club

Sight

strobo light

very different styles of clothing

groups of girls and groups of guys huddled together

people dancing wild and free

people just slightly swaying from left to right

people grinding on each other

stressed barkeepers

bored looking security guards

vip areas

Hearing

loud music

whatever their conversational partner is screaming at them

a random girl crying in the bathroom

girls having random conversations with strangers in the bathroom

a fight breaking out outside or on the dancefloor

Touch

sticky floor

bodies bumping into each other

cold glasses with drinks in them

the hand of a friend out of fear of losing each other

bodies pressed together while dancing

Smell

the smell of sweat

the smell of alcohol

the smell of smoke from the smoke machine or from zigarettes or other substances

Taste

the taste of overpriced drinks

the taste of the smoke in the air from the smoke machines

the taste of a drunken kiss

How to show emotions

Part VII

How to show pride

standing tall

expanded posture, opening of the torso

lifted chin, head held high

big and confident smile

looking around to see if people recognize and admire what they are proud of

How to show enthusiasm

big smile and laughter

wide radiant eyes

raised eyebrows

jumping up and down or bouncing

clapping hands

big hand gestures

loud and high pitched voice

speaking quickly

How to show anxiety

not holding/breaking eye contact

fidgeting

heavy breathing

twitching in their face

often a blank stare or looking away

rigid posture

sweaty palms

bouncing their knees

rubbing palms against each other or clothing

How to show playfulness

laughing

giggling

grinning

using a playful tone

making a silly face

touching the other person teasingly

e.g. tickling, nudging, bumping into them

How to show being offended

stiffening up

hard line around the lips

frozen stare

narrowing of the eyes

Part I + Part II + Part III + Part IV + Part V + Part VI

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Reactions to... a love confession

"Oh."

"Thank you."

"I love you too."

"I don't know what to say."

"Not the right time, not the right place."

"I never thought you could love me."

"You're as stupid as you look if you think I don't feel the same!"

"What do you want me to say now?"

"I've waited so long to hear this."

"Can you please repeat that?"

"You were quite obvious."

"I've always known this."

"Can I get some time before I answer?"

"Why did you decide to tell me now?"

"I guess I have always been in love with you too."

"This is not a prank, right? Because then I would have to punch you and I actually really want to kiss you."

"You're not the only one who feels like that."

More: Love Confessions Masterpost

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"Yeah, turns out surviving an assassination attempt after talking about an eating disorder grants you the ability to consume literally anything without repercussions. I don't know whether my ex's father being the culprit had anything to do with it, but hey, I survived, so whatever, lol."

For a moment she gaped at him, nodding slowly with shocked concern. She hadn't spoken at all through what he termed his "edgy awakening backstory monologue", half out of fear of disrespect, and half... she wasn't too sure what it was. His story seemed to get nothing but worse the longer it stretched on; around the point where he described his close brush with death she thought he'd stopped talking about himself and started retelling a 15-year-old's My Little Pony horror AU without her realising.

Sighing - but not too loudly - she replied: "well, I'm glad you're better now. But-" she held up a finger just as he was waving farewell, "-if you ever need someone, I'll be free to listen, 'k?"

He shrugged again. "Sure. Catch ya later!"

The two of them waved each other farewell and headed in opposite directions.

...

Later when she went to bed, she saw a tiny notice appear on the ceiling. It read:

"New achievement unlocked: You're A Therapist, Harry!"

People are not born with powers but must earn them through secret achievements. You randomly unlock one of the most powerful abilites

I’m gonna try to write this

You’re a shopkeeper who sells liquid dreams. People come to your shop for many reasons; self revelation, escapism, to see a gone loved one or for a precious good night sleep. Your shop is located between dimensions so no visitor can come twice. However, recently you’ve seemed to gain a regular.

That one phineas and ferb episode

You have a brick. It looks like a brick. It feels like a brick. Yet, over the past few days, people have been desperately trying to buy or steal the brick from you. You're starting to feel scared.

Strangely so, I hold onto the stem of the daffodils, a little tighter, a little longer, cultivating a strong desire to be enveloped by their cushioned petals

Even if what once was, is erased, I’ll plant a kiss on those rosy cheeks again.

“Crawling down,From high hopes to the ground,Trouble sings along,In my heart and soul,A giant in the room,I left him long ago, following you.Wind heavy on the ground,A cloak before the moon,I guess I've never known,Someone like you.”

Agnes Obel - run cried the crawling

HEY HI HELLO EVERYONE this is your lovely author , LETS GET A FEW THINGS STRAIGHT BEFORE WE START OFF wink

AUTHOR'S ONE-SHOT DRILLS :

• inconsistent writing style (pls I'm a rookie author who's just tryna stabilise themselves with how I'm gonna be writing this SOBS)

• requests are CLOSED for the time being , idk how this is gonna take off or how soon but I won't be accepting requests till a point , HOWEVER I'm open to the idea so just hang in a bit longer ;)

• IDK IF THIS IS WORTH MENTIONING OR NOT But the characters are NOT OWNED by me UNLESS STATED

• inconsistent updates cause well we've all got our lives to live and mine doesn't revolve around this,,,,yet, BUT ANYWAYS pls be PATIENT as I'm still a student and school induced stress likes to give me a good one in the gut , therefore I won't promise when a chapter will come out BUT I'll keep it as uniform as possible :)

• there will be TWS and REMINDERS before and after each chapter so y'all know what's coming your way , the last thing I wanna do is set y'all off

• IM OPEN TO YALL SHARING YOUR OPINIONS , I'd love to hear out your thoughts on this so go full out , improvements , criticism , keep it coming

• AND PLS IF YOU DONT LIKE MY OC OR CONTENT SHUT MY BOOK OFF AND GET ON WITH YOUR DAY , there's no need to go around spewing hate in my dms , there's a fine line between opinions and disrespectful bs , don't cross it.

• same goes to fighting on here??- pls jusr- don't ?? Idk it's not kewl and you shouldn't have to lose your cool over something if it pissed you off so much , take it to your pms , I will NOT tolerate public arguments :) cussing and joking's all good , just keep it in your pants ykwim?

• AND AS FOR THE REQUESTS-?? Quick pinch in , I'm willing to accept them if they regard who the next 'xreader' will be with orr if you want a headcanon/drabble/oneshot next yk yk

~WITHOUT FURTHER ADO ILL SEE YOU GUYS IN THE NEXT UPDATE~

⚠️ TW : (kn1ves , bl00d, g^ns , we@p0ns) ⚠️ read at own risk !!

.͙✼̥୭⁺ '🧺🖇🕊 Mafia au prompts ~

“baby you’re bleeding , it’s a nice colour on you”

“Let me see those crystal tears”

“Bold of you to assume I loved you”

“She took all the guns and for what ?!!”

“Don’t you dare step near me.”

“Oh that’s easy , (name) pass me a grenade”

“MARIA NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT BOMBS TY AND STEP DOWN FROM THAT ROOF”

“Bet all your guns and I’m in”

“Well lookie here , we’ve got ourselves a rookie ?”

“Run while you can kid”

“I bet these nails can do more than just trace your jaw sweetie”

“Hold it like this , shoulders down , this way she won’t be able to aim for your back”

“IS THAT WHAT YOU CALL A SHOT BYE THIS IS FUNNIER THAN YOU GETTING YOUR HEAD STUCK IN THE TOILET”

“Omg you did not just swallow that”

“I had to clean my hands on the sophomore’s shirt , girl has Bloody Mary written all over herself now”

“IN MY DEFENCE SHE SLAPPED ME FIRST”

“Sometimes you don’t always get what you want”

“Gimme that fucking knife-“

“She took ALL OF MY AMO ?? Oh she is on”

“Her amo is as precious as her nuggets , when I tell you she goes crazy for them , I mean crazy”

“Bet this looks better on your throat than in my pocket”

“Well haven’t you got a bull’s eye ay ?”

“I will choke you with this if I have to , do NOT TEST ME.”

“Who said victory came with an easy sacrifice ?”

“Your our’s now”

“Wipe that smirk of your face or I’ll snap you in two”

“They blowed up our warehouse and you’re more concerned about your missing ice cream ?” “Why yes yes I am”

“Well now we have nothing to fight them with but forks and butter knives because SOMEONE DUMPED OUR WEAPONS IN THE RIVER”

“We’re so done” “what makes you say that ? With me in lead we’ll catch them in no time” “you know you saying that doesn’t make it any better”

“I hope you knew that wasn’t soap-“

“The supply ? Oh .. ABOUT THAT UH-“

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