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[exscurus]

RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS

Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.

Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.

SHORT

“Marry me.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“You are not going without me.”

“I can’t believe you!”

“I swear it won’t happen again.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m not jealous.”

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“We can’t keep doing this.”

“Are you sure this is legal?”

“Isn’t this amazing?”

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Stay the night. Please.”

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

“Run away with me.”

“You did WHAT?”

“Quit whining.”

“Get outta my sight!”

“Why are you so annoying?”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

"Never in a million years.”

“Don’t ask me that…”

“I might have had a few shots.”

“What’s with the box?”

“W- What are you doing?”

“Say it!”

“I could kiss you right now!”

“Are you done with that?”

“What’s going on here?”

“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”

“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

“Did you do this on purpose?!”

“Kiss me.”

“Are you still awake..?”

“Excuse you?”

“This is all your fault!”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”

“It’s not fair!”

“I could kill you right now!”

“Knock it off!”

“Screw you!”

“You’re a complete moron!”

“I love this song!”

“I can’t be in love with you!”

“Make me.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“I hate you.”

“You are infuriating!”

“Just shut up already.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“Bite me.”

“Eat me.”

“Kiss my ass.”

“Just admit I’m right.”

“Just admit you’re wrong.”

“You are being ridiculous!”

“That’s irrational.”

“Listen to me!”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“Don’t yell at me.”

“That’s it. End of discussion.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Fuck you!”

“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

“How dare you?”

“I dare you!” 

“It’s you, it’s always been you.” 

“Well this is awkward…”

“Just pretend to be my date”.  

MISCELLANEOUS

“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”

“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”

“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”

“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”

“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”

“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”

“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”

“Can I touch your boob?”

“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”

“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”

“Give me cake or give me death.”

“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”

“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”

“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”

“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”

“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”

“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”

“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”

“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”

“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”

“I vote today to be a pajama day.”

“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”

“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”

“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”

“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”

“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”

“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”

“This would not happen if I had a penis!”

“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”

“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”

“To the night you’ll never remember!”

“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”

“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”

“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”

“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”

“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”

“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”

“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”

"I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”

“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”

“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”

“Fuck the sandwich guy!”

“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”

“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”

“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”

“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”

“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”

“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”  

“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”

“It’s midnight, what do you want?”

“I think I know how to use a bed.”

“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”

“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”

“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”

“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”

PREGNANCY

“I have something to tell you…”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant!”

“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”

“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”

“Pregnancy suits you…”

“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”

“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”

“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”

“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”

“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”

“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”

“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”

FLUFF

“Your hair is so soft…”

“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”

“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“What, does that feel good?”

“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”

“Are you wearing my shirt?”

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

“We should get a puppy!”

STARGAZING

“Aren’t they beautiful?”

“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”

“Shooting star, make a wish.”

“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”

“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”

“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”

“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”

“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”

“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”

“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”

“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.

FLIRTY/SUGGESTIVE/SEXUAL

“Did you just… finish?”

“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”

“I’m not actually feeling anything.”

“Are you getting any closer?”

“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”

“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”

“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”

“Wow, you’re hot.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”

“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”

“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”

“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”

“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”

“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”

TEXTS

[text]: What do you want now?

[text]: Do you want to bet on that?

[text]: Guess who just got back in town.

[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…

[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.

[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.

[text]: I call bullshit.

[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?

[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.

[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.

[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

[text] I know what you did last summer…

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[exscurus]

i'm currently on a bus so i can go to a panic! at the disco concert tonight and i won't have much to do for the next few hours. if anyone would like to write or chat on discord feel free to add me! NEBULA. ☆#3500

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    the haunting of hill house     sentence meme.

    episode 1 - 3

it’s okay. go back to bed.

you okay? you scared? that’s okay. i get scared too sometimes.

why are you awake?

your big brother must have scared her away. big brothers are good like that.

the big dreams can spill out sometimes.

how long do we have to live here?

do you remember that storm?

i’ve never seen a ghost.

i don’t need to say goodbye.

i need you to call me.

there’s nothing easy about this house.

this door’s been locked for years and years and years and years, so if there’s a pony in there, it’s dead.

i know you don’t need me to tell you this, but literally everything is an emergency with [name].

look, i can’t deal with this right now.

that’s why everybody dumps their shit on me, isn’t it?

where’d you come from?

i’m just kind of a germophobe. 

i know you normally prefer the company of cold stiffs.

i mean, she’s sweet enough but - pile of issues.

who’s saying it’s quick? i’m a giver.

you’re like a guy. you’re worse than a guy, you’re like a frat guy.

when i said you could live here, i wasn’t expecting the pussy parade.

i’m drawing boundaries, which is something you might want to look into.

she’s got one foot in crazy and the other on a banana peel.

we gotta get out of here right now.

you keep your eyes closed no matter what you hear. you don’t open them. you promise?

you don’t just get to call me and tell me what to do.

a ghost can be a lot of things: a memory, a daydream, a secret. grief, anger, guilt.

i’ve seen a lot of ghosts. just not the way you think.

this is the worst of the bullshit- worse than the tabloids.

i need to start a real life for my own family.

no one will come any nearer than that.

something tells me they weren’t too scared of the dark.

science isn’t an exact science, you know.

how do you spell ‘no girls allowed’?

i used to have imaginary friends, too. they go away when you get bigger.

thanks. i needed a good scare.

you just stood there and watched him loot me?

i’m going to fix her.

every house needs a heart, and this is ours.

a house is like a person’s body.

when you’re little, you learn how to see things that aren’t there.

i told you, i’m too old for tea parties.

i don’t blame you for screaming.

there’s no such thing as ghosts and you know it.

you can pay me back when you’re a famous writer.

imagine the worst thing possible, assume it’s true, and go from there.

why are you banging on the wall?

i told you she was in trouble.

you know how when you take one of your pictures, you capture something forever, just the way it is? stories do that, too.

when we die, we turn into stories.

we’re all stories in the end.

this is too much for anyone.

codeine’s finally kicking in.

she’s gonna have a pretty messed up view of death coming out of this no matter what.

i’m sad, too. so sad, i can’t even tell you.

i handcuffed him to a radiator downstairs. he’s not going anywhere.

i just wanted to say break a leg - and if you make a run for it, i’ll keep the car running, okay?

you have another nightmare?

you can sleep with me for tonight.

you’re really freaked out, huh? ease up a little.

you’re squeezing too tight.

the stairs - the third step from the top, it makes a sound.

he’s always smiling, but he isn’t happy.

when i was little, i was afraid of a lot of things.

kids like us have been through more than other kids.

the foster care system isn’t the easiest place to grow up.

do you feel cold right there?

this whole house is cold.

you’re out of mustard and you’re almost out of turkey.

you always figure out how to help.

ugh, what is that smell?

i was trying to take ownership of something that doesn’t belong just to me.

i’m trying to do the right thing.

maybe it’s a middle child thing, but i just would rather focus on living my actual life right now.

want to let go of his arm?

you don’t have to be so mean about it.

there’s a ladder down here on the wall. you can come get me.

there’s something down here!

it’s okay, baby, we’re right here.

something grabbed me! monster! it was a monster!

we didn’t know you were into…?

sorry to bring this up again, but why the hell would she go to that house?!

don’t elaborate. don’t offer information that’s not requested.

i don’t want to have to tell them that i’m fucking pissed at [name] who should have known better.

nobody ever believes me.

i believe you.

i was just out and about and thinking about your case.

you just have to trust me on this. i haven’t been wrong before, have i?

i’m sure the guy will confess if you just get them here.

i really, really don’t like that you went down there by yourself.

we’ll talk a lot more about it as you get older.

if you’re feeling overwhelmed and you think nobody will understand, you can talk to me. about anything.

i’m pretty good at secrets.

you got a couple things wrong in there, by the way.

that was really wild stuff considering that you were asleep for, what, like ninety-nine percent of it?

i’m gonna get my fucking phD.

i thought i heard somebody down here.

make up something that’s gonna piss her off less than the truth.

we barely said two words to each other.

can we take a second and talk?

what do people usually talk about?

she just needed help and no one was listening.

so should we talk about your day or would you rather come to bed?

you get in, lock the doors, don’t unlock until you see me come outside.

don’t touch me!

touch me.

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ilverhoney‌:

                “Aw honey, nobody’s ever made ya cocoa before? Well, that’s ‘bout t’ change an’ there’s plenty more where that comes from. Trust me, you’ll love it.”

DIALOGUE SC ¬ @exscurus​

     The cup of cocoa steamed in his hands, the glass warming his palms, but also making him nervous that he might burn his mouth if he took a drink right away. Fingers tightening around the mug ever so slightly, he breathed in the scent and frowned. It was a sharp frown, because this sweetness made him realized he’d missed out on a great many things in his life.

     “It smells good.” Credence admitted, sucking in another great whiff of the chocolate. “I’ve never had something like this. Ma - Mary Lou - didn’t allow sweets.”

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worldauthority‌:

@exscurus in response to [x] 

He annoyed most people. 

This fundamental truth led him to believe his presence brought Credence unhappiness. He understood, to an extent, these feelings were manifesting his insecurities. His self-awareness didn’t stop him from trying to whittle down the stronger edges of his personality. Newt kept the light out of his eyes when he spoke and struggled not to smile too hard whenever his newest charge carried a fondness for his creatures.

Truthfully, he didn’t wish to impose his own opinions on a vulnerable individual. It would be all too easy to scare him. Without earning his trust beforehand, the magizoologist feared the younger man would flee. While his time with him took a dedication necessitating intense control, this quietness was necessary. Leaving Newt left Credence susceptible to many chess masters. The young man already weathered the strain of the Dark Lord’s deceptive words. If another cunning person’s hands made the mark, the results could be disastrous.

He held no illusion men similar to the temperament of Dumbledore or Grindelwald or his brother that they wouldn’t use any tactic to win. This strength didn’t make them bad, but they didn’t account for the destruction. Their praise and smiles bordered on addiction for some. They were far too human because they played others like puppets. It would be a heady temptation to keep such a strong weapon tucked under their thumb.

The difference was Credence would leave one day. He would give him the tools to choose someone else, someone better than a man too frightened to pick a side. With a single graceful movement, he sat upon the wooden floor as opposed to on the straw mattress. He didn’t feel right invading Credence’s space in so intimate a way. A moment of silence passed as he considered his ‘why?’

He told him the truth. “It’s no problem, Credence. I enjoy the chance to cook for a fellow wizard,” Newt replied, settling the tray between them. “The extra touches also offer me a sense of what you might appreciate in the future. I see this preparation is a bit much.” He offered the barest hint of a rueful grin, “My father hates those attempts as well, but I always found them whimsical…”

     Credence didn’t have much of a capacity for annoyance. That was to say, he wasn’t someone who could really be annoyed.

     All his life he’d been put in uncomfortable situations, but none of them had afforded him the luxury of feeling annoyed. He’d felt other things in annoyance’s stead - fear, anger, hurt, and rejection. But annoyance was something unfamiliar and foreign. Even an itch was more skin-crawlingly uncomfortable than it was annoying for him. Therefore the very idea of finding Newt himself annoying would’ve been absurd had it ever been mentioned to him.

     Newt Scamander was a man of bottomless kindness who was a thousand times more likely to confuse Credence than make him feel irritated. He had a way about him and his long gangly limbs that made a room somehow feel warmer every time he stepped foot in it. Given the chance, Credence would swear up and down the man could melt glaciers just by smiling and holding out his hand - but thoughts like that were frightening, and he didn’t dare dwell on them for long. That was the same kindness that made him confusing, and that made Credence keep so strongly to himself. In the case where there was a whole apartment outside it he’d been welcomed to explore.

     Fingers drumming over the surface of the stone pressed to his palm, Credence stared at the food on the tray Newt had put down by his feet and tried to understand just what might have prompted something so abrupt and kind. Everything on it looked delicious, and the presentation was... beautiful. Unnecessary, but beautiful. Another unnecessary but beautiful thing was the way Newt referred to him - another wizard. Even with everything else that he was, he was being included. It made his heart soar and his stomach growl loud enough to be heard meters away.

     “Thank you,” he murmured as he hastily sat up all the way to put his stone down on a nearby table and swipe up one of the delicate finger sandwiches. Taking a small bite, his lips quirked just the tiniest bit at the corners - hardly noticeable to anyone who wasn’t paying the utmost attention. “Don’t - don’t stop making food this way. It’s pretty. And if you enjoy it...” You should do it, he wants to say, but he doesn’t, because he’s too busy taking another bite and making a sharp sound of contentment.

     “This is good.”

     Whatever the green thing he’d spotted in Newt’s hair earlier had been, it was now moving. Moving to sit like a tiny person on the top of the other man’s head, and making weird faces at him. “What is that?” He inquired with his hand outstretched to point at the creature, jerking back the slightest bit in alarm and nearly choking on a piece of lettuce. It looked like a stick insect, but covered in limbs no insect should reasonably have.

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“Don’t you want to run?”

netflix starters. | @misxnderstccd

     Always. That’s the easy answer, the answer dancing on the tip of his tongue from where he sits, ass to the pavement and eyes wide. His entire life Credence has felt like his leg was caught in a bear trap. There was the panic of wanting to leave, wanting to run, but knowing that he’d be losing something crucial - or worse, maiming himself - to get away. So he couldn’t run, no matter how his hands were shaking. Nevermind the shallowness of his breathing, nor the weight in his shoulders that kept his head down.

     “I wish I could,” Credence breathed out unevenly, trembling hands dropping into his lap as if it were a safe haven that would stop the vibrations moving through his entire body. “But I don’t think I’d get anywhere.”

[exscurus]

i could really do with some distractions right now. please dm me to plot or. send memes or something? or. something.

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                              𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞   𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗   𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙.

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DO EM ALL! DO EM ALL

get to know me, i guess? | @letaunloved​

oh gOSH YOU,,, OKAY I’LL DO EM ALL BUT DANG

1. the meaning behind my url

To be honest, the meaning behind my url is layered. A big part is the “ex” at the beginning. Exscurus embodies my hopes for Credence in a way. I want him to be able to put being an obscurus behind him. I want him to be able to heal to the point that being fragmented, so fragmented that it threatens his life and in a sense traps him in fear and unhappiness, is no longer necessary for him to survive. So in essence, I want him to find acceptance. I want him to find love so he’s an ex obscurus. Dumbledore has implied that’s possible and I want it to happen more than anything. I went through a lot of url ideas before I found one that both sounded cool to me and actually had a lot of meaning to me, and I feel like this one really hits the nail on the head.

2. a picture of me

Please forgive my face but boy do I love a good suit…

3. tattoos i have

Shamefully? No tattoos. Not yet, at least. I’m working on that, though

4. last time i cried and why

Oh, god. I think the last time I cried was at work on Friday. So I work in a gas station that also has a kitchen (thankfully I’m a cashier, I can’t handle kitchen work with my anxiety), and we’ve been having some extremely serious staffing issues recently. On Thursday, the team lead (who admittedly never does her job to the fullest capacity, and most of the time doesn’t do it at all) straight up didn’t come in - didn’t call, and didn’t bother showing up. So that night I spent the entire shift running registers essentially by myself while the two kitchen workers took turns occasionally popping out of the kitchen to help me out. That’s fine, I can survive that.On Friday it was way worse than that, though. That same lead had the nerve to actually bother to call off that day, and then because when we’d gotten off work in the morning the managers had said something about us not doing enough, another coworker called off because she was upset. (How the hell could we do more when there were only three of us??) Then, my third coworker stayed for only three hours of the shift and left. The help who stayed past her shift left maybe thirty minutes later.I ended up completely alone for four hours and I had to turn people away from our kitchen because I couldn’t run registers and kitchen at the same time. A few people got angry because I haven’t been trained to give refunds for online orders, either, so when those went through despite everything else in the kitchen being shut down, that was also a nightmare. Oh and someone came in with what the security guard was 99% sure was a gun and asked for one of my coworkers and left when he found out he wasn’t there. Overall that night was horrific and I cried like three times.

5. piercings i have

I have the tops of my ears pierced. I think that’s my only piercing now, honestly, though I used to have a septum piercing and I very briefly had my tongue pierced - though fun fact that one almost killed me.

6. favorite band

Hands down Panic! at the Disco. I’m actually going to a concert on the 30th in Cleveland, OH with one of my best friends. I am ready to ruin my throat scream singing.

7. biggest turn off(s)

Uhhh. Belly buttons. Do not touch me there. Don’t. Doooon’t. Don’t ask me to touch you there. Do not. I am absolutely repulsed by every form of belly button there is out there. I don’t know why but I just… No. No no no. I’m also much more mildly turned off by anatomy mistakes people make with me because I’m trans.

8. top 5 books

Harry Potter (obviously), Eragon, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Inkheart, Chronicles of Narnia

9. tattoos i want

I’m getting this soon, but! I’m getting a tattoo of Panic! lyrics from the newest album on my hip along with the album symbol underneath. This tattoo may be one of like two that I really want that’ll have some pretty deep emotional significance beyond “wow lol this is cool”. The lyrics are “Mama said don’t give up, it’s a little complicated.”

10. biggest turn on(s)

To be completely honest, there’s a lot of little things that get to me. I’m weak in general to attractive people and even more weak when it comes to attractive men because I have… a preference, but. People with intense looks. Really beautiful eyes. People who are incredibly tactile in a casual setting but don’t make me uncomfortable with it. I’m trying to stay safe for work here ahaha.

11. age

I’m 23, but I’ll be 24 in March.

12. ideas of a perfect date

My favorite date idea that I’ve never had a chance to put into practice is…Going out together to the downtown area of a city where there’s a lot of things to do and a lot of restaurants and just going on an adventure. Stopping in little shops that look interesting and when we get hungry stopping in a little hole in the wall restaurant neither of us has heard of or been to before. New experiences and new memories with a person I like just sounds…  Great? But I’m a huge romantic, so.

13. life goal(s)

I want to be a childhood therapist or maybe a social worker. I want to make sure children don’t grow up the way I did, or at the very least have the support they need to grow up and feel like they have the tools to survive after everything’s already been said and done. I also want a house of my own - maybe a tree house? A super functional tree house full of lots of fantasy books. Also with internet and video games. And someone who loves me.

14. piercings i want

I want dermal hip piercings. I have. A thing for hips.

15. relationship status

Single. My last relationship was kind of garbage and it put me in a position for a long time where I was not emotionally healthy enough to enter into a new one. I feel like I’m okay now, but. I don’t want to rush things.

16. favorite movie

Anastasia (1997)

17. a fact about my life

I have lived in a total of seven states in my entire life. Five of those I’ve moved around to and from since I turned eighteen. I moved around a lot when I first moved out on my own.

18. phobia

Nyctophobia. I’m afraid of the dark. Deathly afraid of the dark. I don’t like not being able to see. Though if I were to go into more depth, It’s more.. Scotomaphobia, which is a fear of going blind or visual disturbances in field of view. I have full blown panic attacks when I’m unable to see, and because I’m night-blind, I can’t see in the dark. I have really terrible vision and I’m really afraid of it escalating to a point where I can’t see because the majority of the things I enjoy in life rely on my vision.

19. middle name

Tracey. Y’all don’t even know my first name but there’s that. Ya boi’s middle name.

20. anything you want to ask

I did them all and I feel like a windbag but afkhdsgdjh AAAAAA

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     Credence shifted uncomfortably under Newt’s scrutiny, fingers wringing together hard enough to press uncomfortably on old scars. He probably shouldn’t have said that. Or revealed that it was him who said it, but - it had seemed like the thing to be doing. “Everyone else was saying things like that.” He croaked, cheeks burning and eyes cast down to stare at a speck of mud on his shoe.

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headcanons. | @misxnderstccd⊗  - phobia

I strongly believe that Credence has autophobia - a fear of being alone. If not sociophobia - a fear of social evaluation, at the very least.

Now I don’t mean to say that he is in any way incapable of independence or taking care of himself. He can, and he does, and we see him do this in FB2, but we also hardly ever consistently see him alone by choice for extended periods of time. I feel like he’s afraid to be alone, and he’s afraid to be alone in a crowd in a way that makes him stand out because then individuals, or multiple individuals have an opportunity to pick apart his flaws or physically hurt him. He prefers being close to people. Despite all of the terrible things that have happened to him, he’s not so much scared of people as he is what they can do to him, and he very obviously wants to be close to people both physically and emotionally. Plus, blending in has the added benefit of being nearly undetectable when stealing food or money if it’s done right (and he does steal, check out the scene where he walks through the market with Nagini).

I feel like sociophobia could be a reason that he wasn’t an actual part of the ringmaster’s freak show at the Circus Arcanus, too. He cleaned up after the creatures and probably after specific circus events. On the one hand he could have very easily been hiding that he’s an Obscurus, but on the other, considering how casual he is about using that power now, it’s very likely there was a bigger fear of him having an emotional outburst of some kind because of a crowd’s emotional or verbal reaction to him.

His fear of being alone is very much tied in with how desperate he is to find his identity. He wants a family. He wants a sense of belonging. He’s terrified of not having those things and there’s a lot of moments in the first and second film where you see this - like the little twitch in his face every single time Leta vehemently denies that she’s his brother, the complete loss of temper and emotional meltdown after Irma was killed, the hope at the prospect of what Graves was offering him, and the absolute horror show that followed finding out he was being used.

While he may not go into open panic over both of these things (autophobia less so than sociophobia, I feel like, because social rejection seems to get to him more than anything), they are definitely driving factors of his character and probably built into him by his childhood. He was raised to essentially never be alone (he was always around Mary Lou, his adopted sisters, street children, the crowds in the streets of New York) and he was constantly criticized and abused, even by complete strangers (the senator he later kills).

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The trip to Diagon Alley was needed for many reasons, but mostly to get Credence supplies to help him feel at home now that he had been living with Leta and Theseus. The guest bedroom had become his own, yet Leta wasn’t happy with the outcome of the space. It still screamed ‘guest bedroom’, and that needed to be changed. Stopping just before the outside door, Leta gathered her purse, tucking her wand inside it and waited for Credence to join her.

“You know, Credence…” Leta started, her voice softer than usual, obvious that she was choosing her words very carefully. Although they’ve been rehearsed, she couldn’t help but proceed with caution.  “I know it must’ve been devastating to you to learn that we aren’t siblings,” she paused, “but we don’t have to let blood get in the way of us being siblings.” 

She reached out, fingers brushing against Credence’s hand. She wasn’t sure if she made sense, or if he had understood what she was saying, so she spoke once more. “What I mean is that I can still be your sister. You can still be a Lestrange, and Theseus and I accept you in our family. We already have, really. And I absolutely cannot wait to spend more time with you and get to know you better… if you’d want that.”

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     It’s bizarre, being cared for - cared about. His entire life, Credence had lived as something lesser, something left in a corner to gather dust and all other manner of filth. Neglect ran in his blood stronger than any magic he might have had vibrating beneath his skin. That was why being absorbed into Leta’s family despite their lack of blood connection was so disconcerting for him. He didn’t know what to do with such unconditional kindness, and it left the entirety of his stay in the guest room - his room, now - and his entry to Diagon Alley a complete blur.

     It was only once he was in the thick of it that Credence was finally able to bring himself to slow down and stare around himself in awe; his heart swelled with the idea of it all being so real. It was real. It was in every direction he looked - in open displays of magic performed by passers by, strange creatures in and out of cages, oddly dressed people, and moving pictures on walls. There wasn’t a single shop that didn’t catch his eye, but that same amount of excitement and stimulation was also what sent him trembling. Deep down, Credence knew he didn’t belong in this place, especially not at the behest of a woman he hardly deserved to have as a sister, let alone a friend.

     When he finally turned his attention back to Leta walking beside him and away from all the bright colors and overstuffed shop windows, she’d just started speaking. He felt bad for not paying attention to her before, but everything was just so... overwhelming. Her voice was soft, but her words cut him like a knife. She was reminding him of what he wasn’t, and of an identity he may never find, and it hurt. Terribly.

     Even so, she was holding out an olive branch for him, and on that branch many fat ripe olives dangled. The only problem was his fear of being poisoned. Fingers clenching at his sides, Credence nodded. As afraid as he was, he knew he needed to try, if only because this woman and her fiance had been so kind to him and asked nothing in return.

     “I’d like that,” he said softly, words barely above a whisper as his shoulder unintentionally bumped against hers. He was unable to stop his eyes from darting to every shop around them once again. It was all so distracting. He was sure he would want things, many things, but he didn’t want to have money spent on him. So he wouldn’t ask, if he could help it. Even if he was supposed to - even if that was the entire reason for their visit.

     “I want... a family. A real family. People who want me, who won’t...” Stopping in his tracks, Credence’s face twisted up in agony for just a moment before returning to a neutral expression. He didn’t want to elaborate on that sentence any more. “Where are we going first?”

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let me introduce myself

1. the meaning behind my url 2. a picture of me 3. tattoos i have 4. last time i cried and why 5. piercings i have 6. favorite band 7. biggest turn off(s) 8. top 5 (insert subject) 9. tattoos i want 10. biggest turn on(s) 11. age 12. ideas of a perfect date 13. life goal(s) 14. piercings i want 15. relationship status 16. favorite movie 17. a fact about my life 18. phobia 19. middle name 20. anything you want to ask

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              Not unless you had a brother who died too

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(❇nebula❇)            I’m so sorry that I’ve been so terribly slow the last few days. On top of my horrid work schedule I’ve also managed to get super sick and all the medicine I’ve been taking has been knocking me out cold.

HOWEVER! I wanted to ask those of you who may see this whether you’d be interested in a roleplay server (I’m thinking of it being open to those in the general Harry Potter series, too) with a modern setting. Everyone would be free to come up with their own backstories and job descriptions and such and of course everyone meeting over time would be highly encouraged. I’ve run quite a few of these over the last couple years, so -

Vote here to let me know how you feel!

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headcanons. | @worldauthority

Credence is actually fairly good at cooking, but he only has a very limited cache of things to pull from recipe wise. He could certainly improve given more recipes and a more developed palate. Most of what he knows how to cook is bland and almost tasteless, or soups. Almost always he got less of his own cooking than anyone else - sometimes intentionally, because he wanted his sisters to eat, and other times either as punishment, or because his cooking was used to feed the homeless children around the city so Mary Lou could distribute her Second Salem pamphlets.

Another interesting thing when it comes to him is that he actually really hates things that are strongly seasoned or that have strong flavors. Certain cured meats and things that are incredibly salty are absolutely disgusting to him. But! Give him cake. Give him donuts. Give him all manner of soft spongy sweets and he will not stop eating until he makes himself ill. He absolutely loves sweet things. Teach him to make cake and it may be the only thing he ever makes again.

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SEND MY MUSE A SHITTY PICKUP LINE