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My Sentence Starters II got lots of love, but I honestly think the first one was better.

Sentence Staters (Revamped)

Angst

“Let him go!”

“You can’t do this! You promised me you wouldn’t!”

“She means everything to me, and you took her away!”

“I see hate in your eyes.” “It’s all for you.”

“Why can’t you just trust me? Believe in me!”

“I need you to at least pretend you love me.”

“You think I ever wanted to do this alone?”

“I’m ruined! Empty… and it’s all your fault!”

“Please… I don’t know what else to do… so just, please…”

“Beg.” “What?” “Beg. I won’t say it again.”

“How could you do that?! To me! It’s me. How could you?”

“I’m not afraid to kill us both.”

“Do it or he dies.”

“Is this what you wanted?”

“I can touch whatever, whoever, and where ever I want.”

“Excuse me. Watch your mouth. That’s my daughter.”

Fluff

“You are the light of my life.”

“Don’t say that! You’re my stars.”

“Need I remind you that I made the first move? You already know I like you.”

“You love me?” “Of course, silly.”

“I won’t ever leave again.”

“We’re getting married in the morning! What do you mean ‘do you still like me?’”

“Why are there so many candles lit in here?” “To set the mood?”

“Do you really think this is an appropriate place to have sex?”

“Stop grabbing my ass!” “Sorry… it looks nice.” “Thank you…”

“I want to hold you. Today. Tomorrow. The day after that. Hell, probably even the day after that!”

“You make me swoon.”

“Give me a kiss!” “You’re drunk.” “Kiss!”

“Would it make you feel better if I said that’s a great new bra?”

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Sentence Starters II

Fluff

"Oh... I love my sweet boy."

"You know I hate it when you talk to me in that gentle voice." "Sometimes you need gentle."

"You need more blankets." "I do?"

"This is... you are, everything I need."

"I'm giving you a magic hug. No crying in the magic hug."

"Do you ever feel like you're just watching an angel?"

"Come to bed! Please... at this point I'm really not asking."

"You're pretty." "I'm a man." "A very pretty man."

"I wish I could be as sweet as you... I wish."

"You had that silly little twinkle in your eye, and I just knew."

Angst

"And now I'm alone. All alone."

"You don't even know me!"

"This won't hurt. I promise. You won't even be able to feel it." "You're a terrible liar."

"No! I'm in charge. Shut up. I'm doing this."

"I don't want you to leave."

"My one job, my duty, is to protect you."

"Don't think for a second I won't blow you away."

"You're testing my patience."

"I'm so sorry sweet love..."

"Have there been any threats?" "Several."

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If They Could Love

Nobody understood why it made her so queasy. He drove with his hand sticking out the window. Everytime she saw him in his stupid red car she wanted to lean over and hurl. Each passing moment she was waiting for his hand to be torn off by a tree, or a mailbox, or even a semi that drove a little too close. She could almost picture how bloody his hand might be. When he passed her in the hall or driving down the road she just wanted to shout, "for Godsake keep your hand inside the car!" Alas her friend's told her "it doesn't matter" and "why do you care so much?" She couldn't help it. It made her sick. Why couldn't he be more careful? Besides, he's too skinny anyway.

And there she was. Standing in the middle of road. He slammed on his breaks, as she gingerly bent down to pick it up. The turtle instantly swallowed itself back up in its shell. He watched as she carried it from the road and gently place it back in the grass. He wanted to shout at her to "be more careful!" and "don't take any risks over things that aren't worth as much as you!" But when he looked at her, she was sunlight. She was alight with such a glow: how could he reprimand that pretty face? He didn't know her that well, there is so much mystery to the sun. Besides, she was heart broken anyway.

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It’s a Nightmare

Everything was bright white. Glaring, screaming white. And there was this feeling. Feeling. Feeling a thousand bugs crawling up and down her spine. A thousand needles being pressed down into her back. She wanted to scream, to roll away. Frozen. Her mouth was open but nothing came out. It was filling up. The bitter metallic liquid was sloshing between her cheeks. 

One. Two. Three. 

Spit. Sputter. The blood came flying from her lips, splattering across nothing. The blood became water dripping onto the floor. Flowing faster, faster, faster until waves started crashing around her. I’m drowning. I’m drowning, thudded between her ears. She spun on her heals and...

A dark room. Twisted, dark, spiny trees erupted from the walls, the ground. 

“Where are you?” she heard her voice call. The words sounded like her’s but they did not originate from her mouth. I know you’re here.

That’s when she thought she saw the shape. Lurking in the dark. Then it was gone. She took a step forward, and suddenly she was back. Back, back, backwards. Something was on her face. Sticky. It was sticky. She brought her hands to her face. For the briefest second she was looking at herself. Black goop leaked out of her eyes. 

There it was again. She could see the shape. He was coming for her. He was chasing her, but she couldn’t move fast enough. Moving was as if she were walking through jelly. She didn’t know who it was. She couldn’t see him. I want to see you! I need to know who you are! I want to see. Turn around. Turn around. 

Suddenly, the man darted through the trees, and she could to. Running, despite the hurt. She had to catch up to him. 

Then a shout. Her shout. 

“Show me your face!” The shout reverberated off walls that weren’t there, and echoed back to her. 

And there he was. A faceless shadow ensnaring a hand around her throat. 

“Wake up before you get stuck here." He snarled. 

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Writing Tropes that are Cuter when Boys Do Them

Sleeping with their head on their significant other's chest to feel comforted. (especially cute when their significant other is a woman, or they are acting out of fear)

Having a toy/stuffed animal/blanket that they are ridiculously attached to/can't live without, because of it's extreme (usually secret) sentimental value.

Needy for attention, i.e. always needs hugs/kisses/messages of reassurance.

Wear really big sweaters.

Are placed in a position of needing rescued by their significant other. (And not just in a "in the heat of the moment I saved you" way, but in a "I went on a whole quest to get you back" way)

Their significant other calling them sweet pet names that they (sometimes secretly) enjoy, i.e. baby, love, babe, honey, ect...

Being upset/pouty in a gentle/toddler like way.

Getting incredibly lost, and calling someone to pick them up (especially cute when this someone is their significant other, or a person who told them they would get lost).

On a project/task openly requiring help (especially cute when all other options have been exhausted, or getting to a point where everyone can just see they need help and stepping in).

Being super tired, but refusing to go to bed until made to do so by their significant other.

Loving babies - whether it be their baby, a relative, or a random - being an expert on making babies stop crying, gets baby fever, ect...

Being a virgin, or incredibly inexperienced.

Inexplicable nervousness that causes awkward stuttering and uncomfortable babbling.

Someone slapping their ass.

These are just a few really cute/endearing things for males to do - that woman are usually protrayed doing - in writing and irl.

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