bored rp

Send me a sentence for my muse's reaction!
  • “Why haven’t you proposed to me yet?”
  • “I want to have a baby.”
  • “I think we should take a break.”
  • “You’re too good for me.”
  • “Why don’t you love me anymore?”
  • “I’ve been in love with you since the first time I saw you.”
  • “We can’t do this anymore.”
  • “We can make this work.”
  • “You belong with me. Not him/her.”
  • “I will never forgive you for this.”
  • “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
  • “Are you cheating on me?”
  • “I think we should take our relationship to the next level.”
  • “Do you love me?”
  • “I never meant to hurt you..”
  • ”.. Are you proposing to me?”
  • “I’d rather do hard with you than easy with someone else.”
  • “No one will ever compare to you.”
  • “Do you want to be with me?”
  • “Tell me how you really feel about me.”
  • “Let’s order a movie and not watch it.”
  • “We used to be best friends.”
  • “I want you in every way possible.”
  • “Just.. be with me. Please?”
  • “I want to get married. Right now.”
  • “We should go out on a date. An official one.”
  • “I don’t ever want to see you again.”
  • “He/she will never be you.”
  • “Please don’t leave me.”
  • “Why are you starring at me like that?”
  • “You’re not the person I thought you were.”
  • “I wish I could just forget you.”
  • “We’re going to get caught!”
  • “You ruined everything.”
  • “Just one last kiss and I’ll never bother you again.”
  • “You’re the love of my life.”
  • “I just need some space.”
  • “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
  • “You deserve so much better than me.”
  • “I want to forgive you.. but I can’t.”
  • “I’ll wait for you.”
  • “You’ll always be my baby.”
  • “We’re just not meant to be together.”
  • “Just shut up and kiss me.”
  • “I think we should start going to couples therapy.”
  • “You look at him/her the way I look at you.”
  • “I don’t know how to live without you.”
  • “I can’t lose you. I need you.”
  • “How do I breathe without you?”
  • “I’m never going to let you go.”
Issues with stolen gemsonas & artwork

Hi gemsona fandom! Long time no see, hope you enjoyed the “Wanted” special and got some new ideas from seeing Homeworld!

Recently people close to me and I have had a lot of issues with our gemsonas and artwork being stolen, mainly by RP accounts on instagram and tumblr. It seems like a no-brainer but I guess it’s worth repeating:

  • Do NOT use someone’s gemsona/OC on roleplay accounts without express permission from the creator. Make your own character!! Gemsonas are often self-inserts, taking them is very personally intrusive and feels gross, man. Taking the character to roleplay is even worse- you’re misrepresenting them, changing their personality and using them to gain followers and fandom reputation. That’s a whole ‘nother level of theft.
  • Do NOT use someone’s artwork for blog art, icons, or any other personal/aesthetic use without express permission from the creator. Some artists are nice enough to allow this if you ask, but some art is personal and not meant to be used! ASK THEM FIRST.
  • DO NOT REPOST ARTWORK ON INSTAGRAM, TUMBLR, PINTEREST, OR ANY OTHER SITE WITHOUT EXPRESS PERMISSION FROM THE ARTIST!!!!!
  • Reposting or using artwork IS NOT okay just because you actually credited the artist. YOU NEED PERMISSION TO POST FIRST AND FOREMOST.

Just because an artist isn’t active in the gemsona fandom doesn’t mean their OC is up for grabs or any less their creation

Please reblog this (especially rp blogs!) and let younger people in the fandom know that this isn’t okay. Stop reposting art and taking other people’s OCs. Don’t interact with RP accounts with stolen OCs/art. Protect artists in your community!! Report them!!

It’s really unfortunate, situations like this make artists and creators want to take down drawings, stop posting their OCs and leave fandoms after experiences like this..

-ore

legends of tomorrow sentence starters ;

i’m no one’s lapdog. 
you’re a special kind of crazy, i like it. 
so why don’t i get to play bad guy? ‘
can i burn some stuff now? ‘
you screwed up pretty good. 
your plan sucks, you know that right? ‘
i’m coming with you. 
i already got a partner. 
you just knocked me out! ‘
this ain’t over. 
i guess i dodged a bullet. 
you think i wanna be like you? ‘
thinking like that is what makes you a criminal. 
i take it back ( name ), you’re not completely useless after all. 
as many lifetimes as it takes, i know you’re worth the wait. ‘
your conceptions of romance need some work. ‘
i’m grateful for another opportunity to kill you. 
please just save your strength. ‘
i didn’t give you much of a choice the first time. 
i say we kick ( name )’s ass. 
i pay attention. 
simple don’t mean easy. 
you’re not as thick as people say. 
thick — doesn’t that mean stupid? ‘
if you can’t kill your enemy, weaken him/her/them. ‘ 
you should have let me punch him/her/them. 
i thought i specifically said no weapons! 
i’m a monster.
i’m not exactly asking, ( name ).
is there anything you think about other than yourself?
can i shoot him?
you got a pair on you kid, i respect that.
so no shooting?
you can’t tell me you don’t wanna see what this baby can do. ‘
you sure have a lot of personal observations to make.
fine, don’t talk to me.
killing is never easy, especially for a good man.
killing doesn’t make you a monster.
history screwed me first.
that’s a very pointed observation.
don’t ever let anyone hurt you.
no matter what you always have to look out for yourself.
for a monster, you dance quite graceful. 
what the hell are parachute pants? ‘
i always wanted to be a spy. 
instead of dwelling on what’s wrong, let’s focus on the positive. 
are you quoting top gun? ‘
now you’re annoying in another language. 
i’m not a fan of feelings. 
you said i’d get to use my gun. 
i see we can add eavesdropping onto your criminal resume. 
oh, i love the cold. 
what a wuss. 
no, this is a dictatorship where you get to call all the shots & i get to take all the shots. 
when are you gonna learn that you are not my father. 
tried being the operative word. 
i think your problem is the opposite of mine. 
come on, are you scared? ‘
us criminals have a code; never leave one of your own behind

Domesticity Memes

Put a ship in my ask box and I’ll tell you:

  • big spoon/little spoon:
  • favorite non-sexual activity:
  • who uses all the hot water:
  • most trivial thing they fight over:
  • who does most of the cleaning:
  • what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:
  • who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:
  • who steals the blankets:
  • who leaves their stuff around:
  • who remembers to buy the milk
  • who remembers anniversaries:
  • Who cooks normally?
  • How often do they fight?
  • What do they do when they’re away from each other?
  • Nicknames for each other?
  • Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
  • Who steals the covers at night?
  • What would they get each other for gifts?
  • Who kissed who first?
  • Who made the first move?
  • Who remembers things?
  • Who started the relationship?
  • Who cusses more?
  • What would they do if the other was hurt?

❝ Mmm! In another time. In another time. ❞ 

❝ You had me at Prince. ❞

 ❝ My mom/dad’s a queen/king, which makes me a princess/prince. ❞ 

❝ I forgot to do ___’s homework! Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no. ❞ 

❝ I think It’s time that ____ got himself/herself a new girlfriend. And I need a love spell. ❞

  ❝ Mm… We don’t really date much on the island. It’s more like… Gang activity. ❞ 

❝ All right. It says that we still need one tear, and I never cry. ❞ 

❝ Everybody wants me to be this lady of the court and I have no idea how to keep up the act ❞ 

❝ I don’t think it really works that way. ❞ 

Keep reading

‘MEDICI; MASTERS OF FLORENCE’ SENTENCE STARTERS!!

episode one: original sin.

I can change the world for us.
We can’t grieve this man, we should celebrate!
Power breeds enemies.
I fear you are even more your father than he was.
Stop making a spectacle of yourself with those tears.
It is sometimes necessary to do some bad in order to achieve a much greater good.
Well, we wont let him divide us, will we?
The city walls have fallen.
Is it true there will be war?
They have no clothes…
I hope you didn’t mind me staring. ❞
There is more to life than money, you know.
You don’t have a choice. Neither of us do.
For 100 Florins my lips are sealed forever.
Will you betray us?
I don’t want you to leave, ever again. Do you understand?
I am in love with you!
Go, or I will have you thrown out. Guards!
Gentlemen don’t hold pens, we wield swords! ❞ 

episode two: the dome and the domicile.

There are men at the door! ❞
This is not a bank, if you want gold go there.
I am not accustomed to being made to wait.
Romantic, isn’t it?
Darling, are you unwell?
Will everyone please stop fussing over me? ❞ 
You are as pale as a ghost.
Is he handsome?
Your tongue is too sharp!
I do not appreciate being mated like cattle.
I did not choose this union either.
You will be loyal to me and only to me, do you understand?
A viper cornered may strike anyone.
I can’t get her out of my mind.
I was not invited, but I came anyway.
 I’m a genius ahead of my time. 
 I wish I shared your optimism. 
 This folly will only hasten their demise. 
❝ A foolish man lives for himself, a wise man lives with a purpose. 
 I will take away the life that God gave you. 
 She’s with child, I am to be a father. 
 It’s the black death. 


             [ part one ]  [ part two ]  [ part three ]  [ part four ]

A super fast watercolor of the prettiest person i have ever seen ( @kapitan5o  )

i couldn’t see the tatto very well and i didn’t want to mess it up even is not that good but the pic was bad quality and there was not even a tattoo like idk i just was taking a rest from studying i am trash

send me one for my muse's reaction: (horror version)
  • “Does your mother know you’re out this late?" 
  • "Do you always shoot first and ask questions later?" 
  • "Why are you covered in blood?" 
  • "Why are you doing this?" 
  • "Please, stop! It hurts!" 
  • "You sent us down here to die. Now we’ve come to take you with us.”
  • “Do you hear them? The children? They’re calling for you." 
  • "We all float down here.”
  • “There’s nowhere to run." 
  • "You’re one of us now." 
  • "How could you do this? You monster!" 
  • "What are you?" 
  • "Was that a howl?" 
  • "Please don’t kill me!" 
  • "Are you going to kill me?" 
  • "You got blood on the carpet!" 
  • "I think there’s blood in my ear now." 
  • "I didn’t even know that the human body looked like that on the inside." 
  • "You want me to stop? Nice try." 
  • "Come and get me." 
  • "You think you can stop me?”
  • “You’re all going to die tonight." 
  • "One by one we will take you." 
  • "It’s alive!”
  • “Is there someone behind you?”
  • “They’re here." 
  • "Most people are so ungrateful to be alive.”
  • “Whatever you do, don’t fall asleep!”
  • “What would you say if I told you the world around you was nothing more than a dream?" 
  • "If you look in the face of evil, evil’s gonna look right back at you.”
  • “Oh, yes! There will be blood.”
  • “I’m every nightmare you’ve ever had.”
  • “We all go a little mad sometimes." 
  • “That cold ain’t the weather. That’s death approaching.”
  • “Hi, I’m Chucky. Wanna play?”
  • “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.”
  •  "We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound ‘fine’?”
  • “Be afraid… Be very afraid.”
  • “I should warn you, princess - the first time tends to get a little messy.“
  • "I get this ache… And I, I thought it was for sex, but it’s to tear everything to fucking pieces.”
  • “It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.”
  • “No tears please, it’s a waste of good suffering.”
  • “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.”
  • “Darling. Light, of my life. I’m not gonna hurt ya. You didn’t let me finish my sentence. I said, I’m not gonna hurt ya. I’m just gonna bash your brains in.”
  • “I see dead people.”
  • “You really scared me, if that’s what you wanted. Is that what you wanted?”
  • “Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.” 
  • “I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.”

anonymous asked:

An older teenage Ork enters your temple, seeking atonement for the life their herd made them live. What advice, if any, would you give them?

Brother Andrew looks around him at the temple.  He always loves visiting the old sites; such history and community displaying the continuity of his faith.  A few parishioners greet him.  He is not here enough to remember all of their names, but he has mental notes reminding himself who they are; “Recently Widowed,” “Lost a Child,” “Insincere Dinner Invitation,” “Sickly Farmer.”   He hopes it is not cynical to recognize that while the faces change from year to year and decade to decade, the hearts do not.  Some people come for guidance, others for charity, still others looking for little more than social standing or business contacts.  While the people may change and the surfact circumstances may vary, he looks at the ornate depictions around him of stained glass and statues, and he is comforted by their consistency; unchanged since he was a small child.

He notices other attendants whispering to each other and looking pointedly at a corner of the narthex.  He notices that a young ork is standing quietly to himself, while the humans around him give each other raised eye brows and knowing glances.  But Brother Andrew sees no sign of the bloodlust or terror that are supposed to be the hallmark of that people.  He sees no pillager or rampager or render of flesh… he sees only a broken child, looking for comfort in a place whose hallowed rafters have doubtlessly rung with a condemnation of ork-kind.  Brother Andrew is again reminded that the places where he finds comfort don’t always offer comfort to others.

The ork stands before a statue, barely daring to look at it.  Wet eyes attempt to bore a hole straight through the marble floor it seems, and Brother Andrew wonders if the rarity of ork tears would make them a potent addition to some mystic potion.  As the cleric walks beside the ork, the other parishioners seem to hold their breath to listen in.  Brother Andrew looks at the statue before them and asks aloud, “Do you know her name?”

The ork startles at the words, and then waits to see if the cleric adds anything else.  This is not the first time he has been addressed in the temple, but it is the first time the voice was this gentle.  The ork clenches his jaw, reluctant to leave his spot, but knowing that an altercation would only prove how unfit he is to be here.

“Justice,” he finally admits.

“Yes,” says Brother Andrew.  “She’s pretty famous.  You can’t miss her with those scales of hers.  She’s always got them around somewhere.  You know what they’re for?”

“She weighs the deeds of mortals, to see if their good deeds outweigh their evilness.  If not…” 

Brother Andrew interrupts him, “Enough about her.  Did you know she has a sister?”

The ork turns to the cleric for the first time.  He was not expecting a change of subject, nor for the cleric to look so suggestive.  The small audience that was watching him and Brother Andrew would find Justice the perfect topic to point out to an ork, and the penitent knows it.  Justice is why he is here.  Justice is why he is fearful of this place, but Justice is also why he is drawn here.  He knows which way his own scales lean; he knows his own personal history and what Justice demands of him; he remembers the screams and blood and the fury.  And for all those reasons, he knows what Justice demands.

“What’s your name, son?”

“…Adrud.” Nobody in this place had ever asked his name before.

“Well Adrud, let me show you another statue.  If you’ve got a thing for Justice and swords, you’ll probably like this one.  It’s actually one of my favorites.”

Adrud turns hesitantly to follow Brother Andrew.  He knows this is all the precursor to condemnation.  He knows this will eventually lead to a reminder of what the orks have done, of what he has done, and why he deserves retribution.  But by his own actions he has earned that condemnation.  He deserves no less than judgement.  He has condemned himself as much if not more than anyone else.  

As the pair travel across the floor to the transept, Brother Andrew ignores the gasps and whispers as people watch an ork enter the space reserved for the faithful.  Some assume he is escorting the ork out of the temple and are grateful, while others are disappointed he is being so gentle with the brute.  All are relieved when they turn the corner and are out of sight.  

In the eastern transept, Brother Andrew stops and looks at another statue.  Adrud steps alongside him and looks up.

“Like I said, she has a sister. She’s not one of the headliners; few will write songs in her name, and nobody is going to war in her honor.  But Clementia is one of my favorites.”

“Clementia…?”  The ork had never heard the name before.

“Yeah, sometimes it’s translated as ‘Mercy’ or ‘Forgiveness.’  Or ‘Redemption.’  She and Justice are sisters, but sometimes they don’t really get along.“

The young ork looks at the sword and staff held by Justice.  “Where are her scales?”

“Oh yeah, a lot of people miss that at first.  Look under Clementia’s left foot.”  The scales under Clementia’s foot were broken and discarded.  “Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not opposed to Justice.  She definitely has her place.  Without her, we couldn’t have a civilized society.  But the same goes for her sister.  The trick is knowing that, sometimes, the scales aren’t actually helping, and you just have to throw them away.”

“But… but then how… didn’t you say her name was ‘Redemption?’“

“Oh yeah, absolutely.  So how do you achieve redemption if you don’t have a scale?  That’s the trick, isn’t it?  See, actual redemption isn’t about doing enough ‘good’ stuff that it makes up for the ‘bad’ stuff.  The truth is, nobody could ever get ‘redeemed’ that way.  No amount of good deeds will bring a person back to life if they’ve been murdered.  No amount of good deeds will erase a victim’s trauma after being attacked.  I mean sure, if you steal some money you can give that much money back, but violence… violence doesn’t work that way.”

The ork once again turns his face downward as his eyes begin to well up.  “So… there’s no hope.”

“What?!  Of course there’s hope.  They’d toss me out on the street and suspend my preacher’s license if I ran around telling people ‘there’s no hope!’  Of course there’s hope!  And that’s it right there.”  With that he pointed at the broken scales beneath Clementia’s foot.  “The hope is to stop playing with the scales.  The hope is to stop weighing and re-weighing and re-re-weighing your sins, hoping that maybe someday you’ll make up for it.”

The ork’s face looked at Brother Andrew in confusion.  “But… isn’t that a little too… easy?”

Brother Andrew smiled, “Oh absolutely it is.  And it’s the hardest thing you’ll ever do.  See, Justice demands that our sins and guilt be weighed and that punishment is meted out.  And you can live your life in service to Justice, and many do.  But, as the sacred text says, ‘…All they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.‘  Living your life in service of Clementia is nothing like living it in service of Justice. But that is the choice you have to make.

“You have to admit that you can’t do anything to make up for your past misdeeds.  You can’t undo all those terrible things, and you have to admit that you’ve got to stop trying.  To truly be redeemed, you realize that you aren’t the one that tips Justice’s scales.  You must rely on somebody else to take away the scales, break them under foot, and say that you are good enough just as you are.”

Adrud looked at Clementia; the desperate pleading in her face, the gentle but firm touch in her fingers, and the defiant steadfastness of her stance over the scales.  “Does she have devotees?”

“Absolutely.  Come, I’ll introduce you to some of your brothers and sisters.”

tina belcher rp meme

feel free to change the pronouns and things to fit your muse!

  • “danger is my middle name but i spell it r-u-t-h.”
  • “i’m no hero. i put my bra on one boob at a time like everyone else.”
  • “is it possible to be in love with twenty five people all at once?”
  • “that, goes in the butt bank.”
  • “uhhhhhhhh.”
  • “brr. it sure is cold in here. i wish some strong man would give me his jacket…or his pants.”
  • “if you need me, i’ll be on the floor. dying.”
  • “time for the charm bomb to explode.”
  • “here’s a bunch of numbers. they may look random but it’s my phone number.”
  • “i’m a smart, strong, sensual woman.”
  • “your ass is grass and i’m gonna mow it.”
  • “do you think horses get songs stuck in their heads?”
  • “i have a photographic butt memory.”
  • “by the way, with a cartwheel, are your hands or your face supposed to touch the ground first?”
  • “everything’s fine. look at my perfectly normal face.”
  • “it smells…exotic. like ranch dressing.”
  • “when he looks at my molars, it’s like he’s looking at my soul.”
  • “flirt a little, wink a little.”
  • “tough love. aka love, am i right?”
  • “he’s a bad kisser. but he’s a bad boy and i guess bad boys are bad kissers.”
  • “i don’t need a boy to pay attention to me, i’ll pay attention to myself.”