Hello cats and dogs (I don't know why I said that but just go with it!) On the tumblr verse I go by either CC or Cece. I am a pop culture junkie, tv/music/movie lover and a role player. Shoot me a message if you have a plot you are just dying to have played out. I'm always open new ideas, challenges/fandoms etc. || Tags I track cc-rps
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GAME GRUMPS SENTENCE STARTERS.
❝ God, what if we just fucked one day? ❞
❝ Don’t sass me in front of the internet. ❞
❝ Follow your stupid fucking dreams. ❞
❝ Come at me scrub lord, I’m ripped. ❞
❝ I just wanna have sex with space. ❞
❝ Get in the tub with me, daddy. ❞
❝ Will you just relax and let me kill for money? ❞
❝ That sounds like your problem. Fuck you. ❞
❝ Stay in school. Don’t do drugs. Eat your teeth. ❞
❝ Make like a tree and fucking die. ❞
❝ Dude just…just pity laugh at least. ❞
❝ Man, Club Penguin’s gotten weird. ❞
❝ We are like the Stephen Kings of stupid. ❞
❝ Why do you enjoy watching me suffer so? ❞
❝ Do I have to jerk you off to blow your mind? ❞
❝ I haven’t had so much fun since I killed my parents. ❞
❝ Unfortunately I had sex with a guy/girl over the weekend. ❞
❝ What’s a vegetarian zombie say? GRAAAAAAAINS. ❞
❝ Revenge is a best dish served fuck you. ❞
❝ Who wears pants anymore? So 2015. ❞
❝ I need an ice cream sandwich and a gentle blowjob. ❞
❝ Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya. ❞
❝ The bananas has gone bad! ❞
❝ I cared for those bananas! I raised them with my own two feet! ❞
❝ Did you know I’m a professional joke? My life is a joke. ❞
❝ What if everyone just had constant helicopter dick? ❞
❝ [ name ], does getting me wet fill you with determination? ❞
❝ I can’t prove that someone ISN’T a reptilian. ❞
❝ Wouldn’t it be funny if, like, you lost a family member? ❞
❝ These balls are coming at me fast and furious. It’s like that movie, ‘Speed’. ❞
❝ Call me One Direction ‘cause my relevancy is dropping by the day. ❞
❝ One time I killed a person and I didn’t report it to the police. ❞
❝ I wanna take a girl to the Grand Canyon, fuck her, and throw her in. ❞
❝ Nothing like a gunshot wound to the face to really mellow someone out. ❞
❝ If I can’t be the best, I sure as hell can be the worst! ❞
❝ [ name ], I’m on a date with a guy/girl right now and you’re embarrassing me. ❞
❝ I’ve made a decision. I’m gonna in the kitchen, gonna open the dishwasher, and I’m gonna climb inside. ❞
❝ I do apologize for my actions, even though they were totally and completely justified. ❞
❝ I could pee on this couch, right now, no problem, while looking you directly in the eyes.❞
❝ Look, you tell a couple jokes as a dad and suddenly everyone’s like ‘you’re making dad jokes.’ ❞
❝ All of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are blue, except for three of them. And there are four. ❞
❝ And Abraham said unto Moses, ‘Bro, dude, aliens.’ ❞
❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞
❝ DO IT YOU SACK OF SHIT! – Sorry. That didn’t come out as encouraging as I meant it to. ❞
❝ [ name ], if there’s one thing I can be totally honest about, it’s that I would happily lie to your face.❞
❝ If I took pole-dancing, I would be worried that it would be too erotic for everybody else. ❞
❝ Next time we make love, [ name ], would you please refer to me as your sweet cakey treasure? ❞
❝ I try to show at least one other human-being my butt hole every single day. ❞
❝ The only people who don’t like sluts are the people who don’t get any. ❞
❝ Have you ever though of a career in driving people fucking insane? Because you are already a PRO at it. ❞
❝ I am actively looking for ways to get you to shut the fuck up. ❞
❝ First of all, you have to stop calling it ‘Mary Jane.’ That’s the first rule of stonerdom. People will think you’re a fucking narc. ❞
❝ First of all, no one says ‘pot-eyes’, you fuckin’ narc. ❞
❝ If by OK you mean like on the inside I’m just going ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!’ then yes, I’m quite OK ❞
❝ When you walk outside there are three elements of nature that you must avoid: snow, wind, and bees. ❞
❝ Could you imagine if you unlocked outfits in real life? Like, “Congratulations you wiped your ass, here’s a new shirt.” ❞
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Injured/Injury Starters
Injured
“Oh shit, are you alright?”
“Dude, I don’t think you’re alright.”
“Blood’s not supposed to be coming from there…”
“That looks broken.”
“Can you move your __?”
“Are you okay?”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Who did this?”
“Did you do this to yourself?”
“How did this happen?”
“We need to get you to a hospital.”
“Do you need to go to a hospital?”
“That’s not supposed to bend that way.”
“Do you want me to look at it?”
“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”
“Stop moving!”
“There’s so much blood.”
“I’ll see if I have a first aid kit.”
“Just… Stay here and I’ll get help.”
“How did you even do this?”
“This happened in a fight?”
“Walk it off.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I think you need stitches.”
“You dumbass.”
Injury
“I think I hurt myself.”
“I can’t feel my __.”
“I think my __ is broken.”
“Shit, that hurts to move.”
“I don’t think I can get up.”
“I’m going to try to get up.”
“Can you go get help?”
“I need help.”
“I think I’m going to pass out.”
“I don’t think there’s supposed to be that much blood.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I got [shot, stabbed, etc].”
“I can’t walk.”
“I don’t think I need to go to a hospital.”
“I think I need to go to the hospital.”
“Stop laughing, this hurts.”
“My last words better not be stupid.”
“That was a dumb idea.”
“Shit, that burns.”
“I’m fine… really.”
“Damn, I can’t get the bleeding to stop.”
“I got into a fight…”
“I feel lightheaded.”
“It hurts to move.”
“Can you look at it for me?”
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protective sentence starters
as requested. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
“Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”
“Hands off!”
“What do you think you’re doing to him/her/them?”
“I’ll never let you go.” / “Don’t ever let me go.”
“Don’t ever leave my sight again.”
“I got your back.”
“Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”
“Do you trust me?”
“Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.”
“Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.”
“I’d die for you.”
“You’ll back off if you know what’s good for you.”
“Get behind me NOW.”
“Here, I have an extra weapon.”
“Duck, you idiot!”
“Go on without me.”
“Well what did you expect would happen while you’re walking alone at night? Come on, let’s get you away from that creep.”
“Hey. Pal. I’ve got a gun/knife/fist/weapon and I’m not afraid to use it.”
“You can stop hugging me now.”
“You scared the shit out of me. I’m never going to stop hugging you.”
“Quit babying me! I can protect myself.”
“I’ll always be there to save you.” / “I know you’ll always be there to save me.”
“If you even THINK about touching him/her/them, I’ll kill you.”
“[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”
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”There’s nothing left to fight for.” Jalex
Jackson clenched his jaw. The last thing he wanted to do was admit that Alex was right. He did not want to give in so easily. However, the detective was so tired. Tired of fighting with Alex, tired of fighting with Nate about Alex. So after a good minute or two of silence, Jack finally nodded his head. "You're right. You are absolutely right. There might be nothing left to fight for. Maybe, Maybe its finally the end for us Lex." Jackson turned around and slowly walked away, not daring to look at the girl he would always love.
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Taylor Greyson was a nerd through and through. Kids at school constantly teased her with name’s such as teacher’s pet, goodie two shoes and her all time favorite Hermione Granger (even if she did consider herself to be a Ravenclaw). Of course, her peers also called her an orphan and other cruel names attacking her family and home life. Yes, Taylor prided herself on her perfect grades and an all around spotless permanent record. That is until one Jamie Rogers entered her life.
True, Taylor still had straight As and she actually had a real friend. But Taylor never once got into trouble with her siblings. She was the good Greyson. Was being the key word. Now, Jamie encouraged Taylor to sneak out at odd hours, attend illegal street races and enter strip clubs. Her life was turning into an episode of One Tree Hill or some other mundane teen show and the youngest Greyson didn’t know how to change the channel back to her favorite documentary on squids. And yet, a big part of Taylor like having Jamie around. The brunette genuinely enjoyed spending time with the blonde. Maybe she was changing, but to Taylor, she was ready to welcome the new direction her world was taking, as long as Jamie was there for the ride.
Which brought the pair to the beach. Taylor insisted their next ‘tutoring session should be in a place she was familiar with and the beach was Taylor’s secret safe place. A place the house one of the few good memories she had with her absentee mother. It was for once her idea, hoping they wouldn’t run into any one of Taylor’s siblings. “Jamie, do not worry. Matthew and Skyler are both at work. There is no chance we will run into any of them here today. Then again, I do have one more brother for you to have an awkward first encounter with.” Taylor teased, a playful smirk resting on her face.
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“Okay, okay relax Angel.” Gabriel replied, still not really taking any of this seriously. He was used to his parents getting their way and trying to meddle into his life. “This is what my parents do. Bribing others with money to get what they want is the Roger way.” He shrugged, not quite understanding why Skyler was having a difficult time with this situation. Gabe always just brushed off his parent’s ignorant and snobbish behavior. “They’ll either pretend you don’t exist until the baby is born or try keep pestering you with money. It’s nothing to worry about.” The bartender sighed again, not sure how to answer Sky’s question about his parent’s role in the baby’s life. “Of course I don’t want our kid around my parents but what can I do? They have a right as grandparents to see my..our kid.”
@ccrps-othggcmpllob ( based on this ) - verse; the story of us will leave you breathless or with a nasty scar
“No, no no no, do not babe me, this is not funny Gabriel, not some stupid test, this is serious.” Skyler huffed, her arms crossing over her chest as she watched him. His parents were awful people. Growing up in California – especially growing up poor – she knew rich people always had motives but now that she had refused their money she worried what their motive would be next. “And you want to bring a child into this? You want to subject our child to this?” She shook her head, glancing down to the ground. For the most part Skyler was finally swayed, she wanted this baby just as much as Gabriel had from the start. But with everything happening around the pair she couldn’t help but notice there was still a part of her that felt like they were doing the wrong thing. If she had this baby everything was going to change; it already was. “So now what, I’ve said no so what happens now? Do they pretend we don’t exist, because I’m okay with that,” she sighed, “because they sure as hell don’t get a say, I told you, I would do this my way or I wouldn’t do it at all, you agreed to that,” Sky reminded.
Skyler was already putting up with a lot when it came to his wife Quinn, the woman he wanted to be away from but neglected to mention to her. But his parents seemed like they would be more of the threat to her baby than Quinn, either way the pregnant brunette was less than thrilled with the entire situation they found themselves in.
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Nate chuckled and shook his head, choosing to stay silent and not add to Lexie’s already large ego. “Now don’t tell me you’re dreading some quality time with your favorite brother.” He teased her with a sly wink, casually nudging her shoulder. Part of Nathaniel was thrilled to get some one on one time with Lexie. Currently, their relationship was the strongest one Nate had going for him. He and his fiancee did nothing but fight over every little detail of their life and Nate’s bond with his sons hadn’t been the same in months.
“There must be something you left out. Come on sis, give your brother a bone.” Nate joked again, not looking forward to Lexie asking questions about his version of her being away. Nathaniel wasn’t usually the type of guy who avoided things with jokes, but getting to know Jackson over the years changed the cop. He frowned, thinking about his friend who used to live in the pool house with Lexie. Nate could not imagine what would happen when Lexie and Jackson met again. Nate wasn’t quite sure what went down between the couple. Jackson used humor and work as a defense mechanism. While Nate only had so much time with Lexie over the phone and through video chat, the last thing he wanted to do was bring up the ex.
“Of course it was, it’s me,” She flashed a smile as she wandered further into the house. It was the same house she had bought with her brother many years ago. It was still the same household that she used to share with Jackson. The girl glanced around, avoiding her brother’s gaze briefly as she pulled herself away from those thoughts,. It may have been the same home, but it looked completely different. Her nephews had definitely taken over. It warmed her heart to see. Ten years ago Lexie Abel had never pictured this as her brother’s life, but she was so proud of him for making it happen. “Oh, okay, so just us then,��� She nodded, looking back over at Nathaniel.
“Oh come on, there’s not much to tell, besides I bored you with all the details while I was still there.” Lexie answered. While she was away phone calls and some video chats were the only communication the two siblings had. It was difficult to make it work, but they had. Although now Lexie was starting to wonder just how much her brother had left out. Just passed Nate’s head she noticed a new picture frame. Inside the frame was a picture of Nate and Jackson inside the bar they all frequented. From where those two had started it made her happy to see a picture of them so close, but it pained her to see Jack. A part of her wonder if he still lived here.
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Nathaniel walked back in to the house, a small smile on his face as the cop thought back to his sister’s welcomed reappearance. Seeing Lexie again was just what he needed after the horrific events from the past six months. He sighed and opened the door, heading straight for the fridge, The last thing he wanted was yet another confrontation with Beth. It seemed like all they did lately was fight and argue, something Nate wished he could fix. But every conversation they had led to Xander’s condition. A condition that could have been prevented in the first place if it hadn’t been for Be...
The cop gulped, not wanting to ruin Lexie’s arrival with thoughts of anger and guilt. “Lexie’s all settled. I’m going to check on Eli and Xander before I take a nap.” Nate said quickly, grabbing the milk container from the fridge and taking a long swig. “ Tomorrow’s going to be a long day.” He muttered, thinking about the morning patrol shift he picked up. The over time had been killing the oldest Abel, but with Beth on leave, he was the only one bringing home the bacon.
@ccrps-othggcmpllob verse; We’re not who we used to be
The last six months had been anything but easy. After years of peace, crisis couldn’t help but strike once again, this time the crisis affected one of her young sons, Alexander. Shortly after he fell ill and lost his hearing Bethany immediately requested a leave of absence. She wanted to be there for both her kids as much as she could plus taking care of Alex was a larger job now. It had its trials but she was managing. Although with her taking a leave of absence their financial situation depended on Nathaniel now, which in turned meant Bethany spent all her time with her kids. She dealt with every doctor’s appointment, every specialist, and everything in between. Mostly alone. It wasn’t Nate’s fault by any means, but the past six months had been hell on them. The once invincible couple was beginning to crumble. Everything was disappearing faster than they could fix. It left Bethany wondering if they were beyond fixing.
To make matters worse Bethany had forgotten about her sister in law’s arrival from Africa. It had been two years since she had seen Lexie, and normally knowing Lexie was coming home would make Bethany’s heart sing. But now, it just frustrated the brunette. The two abel siblings were as close as could be, and the last thing Bethany needed was another opinion. She sighed, watching as Nathaniel let his sister into the pool house. It was Lexie’s home to, and she had every right to be here, but all Bethany wanted was for her to leave.
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Originally posted by frankcastlr
“Shit Wells, you need a shower,” was the current mantra running through Jackson’s head. The detective forgot how much he missed narcotics. The satisfaction he got when he made a bust, especially when he just took down a big player in New York’s drug game. But the one thing he couldn’t stand was how dirty he felt during a case both literally and metaphorically. His face was rough and full of scruff, like he hadn’t shaved in days, weeks even. And man did he stink of booze, musk and cigarettes. Though a smoker himself, Jack hated the stench. It reminded him of...
The cop shook his head. He was tired and now was definitely not the time t be thinking about his wife...ex...whatever the hell she was right now. Jackson just wanted to go home, shower and crash, but Voyt insisted Jack stop by the station to finish up some paper work before he took a day or two off. So, he mustered up the strength and ventured up to the bull pen, dragging his feet along the stairs. With a sigh, he reached the last step, cursing when he realized he left his flash drive in his locker. Jack grumbled over the locker rooms, muttering profanities towards his boss. He stopped, however, when he was met with a face he never thought he would see again, a least not tonight. “Fuck me, I must be dreaming.” He muttered in Alex’s direction, as he opened his locker.
Verse; when do we admit we may have fucked up a little @ccrps-othggcmpllob
Alexandria looked over the empty bullpen, a small smile on her lips as she remembered all the moments she had spent in this very room. There were good times, bad and even uglier times but as she stood there she realized for the first time she actually saw the good things. Before she had left for Africa all the brunette saw were the ghosts that haunted her every movement. All she saw was the pain, the anger, the drugs and the chaos. She saw Dan. Tristian. Her mother. All she wanted to do was heal, and become a normal person. It may not have been what everyone had wanted, but leaving New York with Doctors without Borders had been the best choice Alex had ever made. It saved her life. Once she had stepped off the airplane Lexie noticed a change in her. She could see past the past and for the first time in a long time Lexie appreciated New York and her life in it.
It was early and she didn’t expect anyone for another hour or so but she wanted to get a head start. She hadn’t worked inside the district since before she became a paramedic. Lexie had all intentions of getting a job within her old firehouse but until her spot reopened, she needed employment elsewhere. Her eyes fell on Jackson’s desk for a moment, a heartache welling up in her as she shook her head, walking passed the empty desk to the locker room.
Forgetting all the happiness and love Jackson brought to her life was a lot easier when she was halfway across the world. In Africa she didn’t have to think about losing the love of her life, she didn’t have to talk about her husband. They had only been married in secret for three months before she left for Africa. They had barely been married, and now it seemed as if their marriage was over before it ever really had the chance to begin. But things would be different. He would be right there, in the same city as her. She hadn’t seen him in two years. Not a word in nearly eighteen months. Lexie pulled open her empty locker, shoving her belongings inside. She sat down on the bench for a moment, collecting her thoughts. As far as her brother had said, Jackson was undercover on a joint case with his old unit; narcotics.
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#wearpmonth: favourite baddass moments ↳ I am the girl with the big-ass gun. And one by one, I am going to blow you all to Hell.
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"I never meant to hurt you" Jalex
“I’ve heard it all before Alex. ‘I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry but you did. By packing up your bags and getting on a plan to Africa moments after our last real fight. It took me a long time to get the courage to clean out my closet and leave the pool house but I did. I had to.” Jackson was near tears, but he wasn’t about to break down in front of his ex. She no longer had the right to see him at his worst. “I get it Alex. You never MEANT to hurt me. But you did. And nothing you ever say or do will never right your wrongs.”
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“I’m not going to leave you.” Jaylor
Taylor snorted. “You say that now Jamie, but we both know you should never make a promise you cannot keep.” The youngest Greyson sighed as she climbed onto the Roger’s living room sofa next to her ‘friend.’ “I am used to being forgotten and left behind. First the father I never knew, then the mother I barely got a chance to know. Now with my siblings who will more than likely separate the minute I graduate.” She shook her head, turning her body so she was facing Jamie. “Maybe now you mean those words Jamie. But days, weeks or even years from now, you will leave without a word, just like everyone else I have ever lov...ever cared about.” With another sigh, Taylor leaned her head against Jamie’s shoulder, not giving the blonde a chance to reply. “But instead of dwelling on what is bound to happen in the future, I chose to believe you and enjoy the time we have right now. After all, it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. Or in this case, it is better to enjoy this feeling of happiness before I lose it forever.
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"So I guess you're the one fucking with my sister then," Matthew & Gabriel
“Fucking, yes. Fucking with? No, that was never my intention.” Gabe rolled his eyes, a devilish smirk appearing on his lips. “Is this your way of giving me the ‘hurt my sister and I hurt you’ speech? Because if it is, I’m anything but intimated by the kid who used to wear nothing but a bed sheet while he ran around the neighborhood screaming “I’m HERCULES BITCHES!!!”
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"When the hell were you going to tell me!?" Sky & Gabriel
“Honestly? Never. What we had going on was great. Simple, easy and there were no strings attached. Just the way both of us like relationships. But now that you’re having our child, it changes everything Skyler, whether you like it or not.”
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"What do you care? You think I'm making a mistake already," Skyler & Chris
“Because I’m your big brother and whether you want to believe it or not, I care about you Sky. Yes, I think you’re making yet another big mistake, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.”
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