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the last five years lyrics sentence starters.

❝  i’m still hurting.  ❞

❝  ____ is probably feeling just fine.  ❞

❝  what about lies? what about things that you swore to be true?  ❞

❝  run away, like it’s simple, like it’s right.  ❞

❝  maybe i’d see how you could be so certain that we had no chance at all.  ❞

❝  i’m breaking my mother’s heart. the longer i stand looking at you the more i hear it splinter and crack from ninety miles away.  ❞

❝  i’ve been waiting for someone like you.  ❞

❝  the minute i first met you i could barely catch my breath.  ❞

❝  well yeah, nobody’s perfect! it’s tragic but it’s true.  ❞

❝  you are the story i should write.  ❞

❝  i think that i could be in love with someone like you.  ❞

❝  i guess i can’t believe you really came.  ❞

❝  see, i’m smiling. that means i’m happy that you’re here.  ❞

❝  i mean we’ll have to try a little harder, to make this love as special as it was five years ago.  ❞

❝  and you’re mine.  ❞

❝  with all we’ve had to go through we’ll end up twice as strong.  ❞

❝  you know what makes me crazy? i’m sorry, can i say this? you know what makes me nuts?  ❞

❝  you could be here with me or be there with them — as usual, guess which you pick!  ❞

❝  and i know in your soul it must drive you crazy that you won’t get to play with your little girlfriends!  ❞

❝  i swear to god i’ll never understand how you can stand there straight and tall and see i’m crying and not do anything at all.  ❞

❝  i’ve got a singular impression things are moving too fast.  ❞

❝  maybe i can’t follow through — but oh, what else am i supposed to do?  ❞

❝  i’m a part of that.  ❞

❝  and it’s true i tend to follow in his stride. instead of side by side, i take his cue.  ❞

❝  i said i’d stick it out and follow through.  ❞

❝  and then he smiles, and nothing else makes sense.  ❞

❝  first, a story.  ❞

❝  then the clock upon the wall began to glow…  ❞

❝  i’ve got to make due with the time i’ve got.  ❞

❝  don’t you think now’s a good time to be the ambitious freak you are?  ❞

❝  have i mentioned today how lucky i am to be in love with you?  ❞

❝  he wants me, he wants me, but he ain’t gonna get me!  ❞

❝  i’ve found my guiding light, i tell the stars each night.  ❞

❝  son of a bitch, i guess i’m doing something right!  ❞

❝  so hurry up schmuck, get unstuck and get on the scene!  ❞

❝  have you been inside the museum? we should go meet the dinosaurs.  ❞

❝  will you share your life with me for the next ten minutes?  ❞

❝  there are so many lives i want to share with you. i will never be complete until i do.  ❞

❝  i don’t know how anybody survives in this life without someone like you.  ❞

❝  i want to die knowing i had a long, full life in your arms.  ❞

❝  will you share your life with me for the next ten lifetimes?  ❞

❝  i do.  ❞

❝  you can not touch them. in fact, you can’t even look at them!  ❞

❝  but it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine — i mean, i’m happy!  ❞

❝  it’s not a problem, just a challenge. it’s a challenge! to resist temptation.  ❞

❝  i shouldn’t care what she thinks since i can’t fuck her anyways!  ❞

❝  when you come home to me i’ll wear a sweeter smile and hope that for a while you’ll stay.  ❞

❝  i am a good person. i’m an attractive person. i am a talented person.  ❞

❝  jesus christ, i suck, i suck, i suck!  ❞

❝  i will not be the girl who gets asked how it feels to be trotting along at the genius’ heels!  ❞

❝  can we please, for a minute, stop blaming and say what you feel?  ❞

❝  if i didn’t believe in you, we’d never have gotten this far.  ❞

❝  if i didn’t believe in you, we wouldn’t be having this fight.  ❞

❝  don’t we get to be happy?  ❞

❝  no one can give you courage. no one can thicken your skin.  ❞

❝  if i didn’t believe in you, i couldn’t have stood before all of our friends and said ‘this is the life i choose. this is the thing i can’t bear to lose.’  ❞

❝  this is the life i choose. this is the thing i can’t bear to lose.  ❞

❝  if i didn’t believe in you, i wouldn’t have loved you at all.  ❞

❝  i thought, i can do better than that.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to change a thing, just stay with me.  ❞

❝  i want you, you, and nothing but you. miles and piles of you.  ❞

❝  say you’ll move in with me.  ❞

❝  nobody needs to know.  ❞

❝  hold on, don’t cry yet.  ❞

❝  since i need to be in love with someone, maybe i could be in love with someone like you.  ❞

❝  don’t kiss me goodbye again.  ❞

❝  you want the last word, you want me to laugh, but leave it for now.  ❞

❝  goodbye until tomorrow. goodbye until the next time you call.  ❞

❝  i have been waiting for you.  ❞

❝  it’s not about another shrink. it’s not about another compromise.  ❞

❝  i’m not the only one who’s hurting here.  ❞

❝  i could never rescue you, no matter how i tried.  ❞

❝  all i could do was love you hard and let you go.  ❞

❝  god, i loved you so.  ❞

❝  so we could fight, or we could wait, or i could go.  ❞

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hey remember when ted vaporized-- [SHOTGUN NOISE]

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a study in kisses : a collection of places that my character loves to be kissed & where they like to kiss others | jenny marley

where she likes to be kissed :

ANYWHERE RELATED TO HER HANDS -the wrist? her fingers? the tips of her fingers? her knuckles? all of the above honestly - jenny is a writer. jenny is a hard worker. the hands are the tools of her craft and to her there is something oh so wonderful and special about her partner placing such tender touch to her hand.

INNER THIGH - honestly even over her neck, that is the place that really shuts off her mind thank you <3

TEMPLE / FOREHEAD / TOP OF HEAD - it just a nice sweet reminder that one is not alone, y'know? and that is a reminder that she needs from time to time. it is, again, something to shut off her brain but in a less sensual way. it is grounding.

THE BACK OF THE NECK, WHERE NECK AND SHOULDERS MEET - a place that usually hold tension. a kiss is almost a reminder to let it ease. a promise, a soft "relax, you're with me. trust me." and for her, it works every time.

where she likes to kiss :

CHIN - to her, it's just a gentle place to kiss after the lips, a way to stay close before kissing the lips again, should she get so lucky. it's a little silly, maybe sappy, but it makes her happy, and it keeps her close to her partner.

NECK - girl is sappy. she lips to trail kisses, be them little nips or gentle, lingering things down her partners neck.

EAR / EARLOBE - she likes to whisper things to her partner, just for them to hear and then kiss. what's wrong with that?

ANYWHERE ON THE FACE - obvious, but she really does love showering her partner's face in kisses, from the eyelids, to cheekbones, jawline, cheek to any sort of kiss on the lips.

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" it is the least i can do. " the red head repeats. sure, she is aware of the truth, she did nothing, but if it would give the man a moment off of the street, then that would be good. she could not make a habit of these acts of charity, of course, lest she draw too much attention to herself, but a meal... today... well that seems like something she can get away with easily enough. that and she'll get a better, proper sense on why he feels so... off. holloway gives the man a small smile gesturing with her head and beginning to lead the way. " do you have a favorite kind of pie? i made many a flavor last night after close, so whatever flavor you'd like, i'll probably have in the shop. "

She tells him it was most likely her doing and he starts to shake his head, nerves dancing under his skin in a way that made him nearly tremble. He didn't trust her. Something about him was telling him to go the other way and run, get as far away as possible-- but another piece? A small, quieter part that was nosing its way out was telling him he could trust her. It was like something guiding him in wanting to explore that piece which was curious to trust her. So after what felt like near minutes, but was more likely seconds-- he nods, "O-okay."

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the way jane says his name causes tom’s heart to break and he does not hesitate to reach out and hold her tighter to him, closer, fingers thumbing small circles against her skin. the words are on the tip of his tongue that he wants to use to attempt to be her comfort are overwhelming him. she spends her whole day taking care of other people, whatever he can do to soothe her, to bring her even the smallest bit of comfort he is committed to doing. he will shower her in affirmations, in kisses. he presses a gentle kiss to the top of her head, words on the tip of his tongue that fall from his mind the moment those simple two words slip from her tongue. " late? " he echos, the words less of a question and more of his brain just repeating what she is saying outloud as he tries to think.

taking a breath, tom shifts, moving to hold her hands, trying to meet her eyes and read what she is thinking. after squeezing them, one hand moves to cup her cheek. " how late are we talkin'? do you know for sure? " he gives her a reassuring smile. " i can get tests if you want, make appointments. what do you need? " slow down, tom. he has a tendency to do this, to speed ahead when he needs to take a breath and take everything in. there is, after all, one thing that matters the most to him with all of this--- " how are you feeling, jane? "

she feels tired. it's a normal way for people to feel. tired. but the problem is , she's jane. and even when she is tired , she never lets herself feel it. but today she does , and that's already an alarm going on in her head. another one. too many alarms for one day. but tom squeezes her hand , his lips gentle against her skin , and the ringing quiets a bit. his tenderness was a surprise when they first started getting to know each other. a man with war ingrained in his body , and yet there's none of that in the way he touches her. like the fragile thing she pretends not to be.

" tom-- " but she can't finish the thought. there are too many running through her head. when jane realized that she might be pregnant , the first person she wanted to call was emma. not to burden her sister with the news , but just to hear her voice. but her last couple calls had gone to voicemail , noncommittal replies following a day or two later. emma's off doing life , and she refuses to tether her back to hatchetfield. besides , that's an old impulse. the kind that comes from losing everything at such a young age. she clings to what's always been there , but she's no longer that little girl. and tom's here , arm around her , ready and willing to help carry the burden. closing her eyes , jane takes a deep breath , inhaling the scent of sweat and sawdust. " i'm late.

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𝐈𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭. 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

excerpts from a book I’ll never write

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"You handled it so well'

No, I didn't. I went insane, lost my spark, bled in silence, shattered in private, and wore a smile that lied better than any mask could.

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There are only people who are alive

And people who are FUCKING DEAD

My brain has latched on to the Spankoffski brothers and I can’t stop thinking about them.

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oh also wednesday from the adams family musical

muses i kinda want to add here from other blogs with just a hatchet verse ( meaning they’ll still be on the other blogs too ) :

rumi from k pop demon hunters : besties i have no idea what i would do but i just want to write her so badly and want to write here more than anything ( same with jun-hee from squid game, ellen hutter from nosferatu and claudia from itwv tbh )

martha & belle from vhs : they are already from starkid media this just feels like it would be an easy switch

ella ashmore from cinderella’s castle : i already have a verse for her

lenore dove from the hunger games : that’s MY GIRL and i just want to write her anywhere honestly

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muses i kinda want to add here from other blogs with just a hatchet verse ( meaning they’ll still be on the other blogs too ) :

rumi from k pop demon hunters : besties i have no idea what i would do but i just want to write her so badly and want to write here more than anything ( same with jun-hee from squid game, ellen hutter from nosferatu and claudia from itwv tbh )

martha & belle from vhs : they are already from starkid media this just feels like it would be an easy switch

ella ashmore from cinderella’s castle : i already have a verse for her

lenore dove from the hunger games : that’s MY GIRL and i just want to write her anywhere honestly

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›     SOFT   ROMANCE      →      receiver    to    sender.

brushing   snow   off   their   shoulders

offering   to   carry   their   bag

humming   a   lullaby   beside   them

making   sure   their   drink   is   just   right

touching   hands   under   the   table

sharing   a   quiet   moment   in   an   elevator

pulling   the   blanket   up   over   them

fixing   a   crooked   button   on   their   shirt

gently   resting   a   hand   on   their   knee

bringing   them   flowers   “just   because”

watching   them   in   the   soft   morning   light

adjusting   their   glasses   for   them

saving   them   the   last   bite

quietly   placing   their   favorite   book   in   their   hands

squeezing   their   arm   in   silent   support

brushing   dust   off   their   shoulder

letting   their   head   rest   on   your   chest

warming   up   a   heating   pad   for   them

kissing   the   top   of   their   head   in   passing

whispering   their   name   like   a   secret

setting   their   phone   to   charge

pouring   their   tea   before   your   own

tucking   a   note   into   their   pocket

drawing   a   small   heart   on   their   wrist

holding   the   back   of   their   neck   gently

pulling   them   away   from   the   cold   wind

leaning   into   each   other   on   a   train

pressing   their   hand   over   your   heartbeat

offering   your   hoodie   on   a   cold   night

packing   a   snack   for   them

gently   rubbing   their   shoulder   while   they   talk

picking   them   wildflowers

saving   a   seat   beside   you   for   them

mouthing   “you   okay?”   across   the   room

standing   behind   them   while   they   cook

helping   with   their   coat   sleeves

asking   if   they’ve   eaten   today

tracing   their   laugh   lines   when   they   smile

turning   their   playlist   into   a   shared   one

leaving   a   mug   of   cocoa   on   their   desk

tying   your   scarf   around   their   neck

brushing   your   thumb   across   their   wrist

sitting   beside   them   during   a   tough   day

helping   them   put   on   a   bracelet

resting   your   head   on   their   lap

carrying   them   when   they   fall   asleep   somewhere   strange

painting   their   nails   for   them

pressing   a   kiss   to   their   wrist

gently   holding   their   chin   to   meet   your   gaze

leaving   your   scent   on   their   pillow

guiding   their   hand   while   drawing

humming   a   song   they   like

quietly   whispering   “i   missed   you”

brushing   a   tear   from   their   lash

hiding   a   gift   for   them   to   find   later

gently   pulling   them   into   your   arms   during   a   bad   dream

braiding   their   hair   without   asking

waiting   up   for   them   to   get   home

offering   your   lap   as   a   pillow

warming   their   hands   with   yours   in   your   pockets

shielding   their   eyes   from   the   sun

holding   their   face   during   a   long   hug

wrapping   your   arms   around   their   waist   while   cooking

softly   squeezing   their   pinky   when   anxious

sharing   a   hoodie   without   asking

resting   your   head   on   their   shoulder   during   a   movie

lightly   stroking   their   hair   while   they   read

offering   to   write   something   for   them

sneaking   a   Polaroid   of   them   smiling

casually   interlocking   fingers   while   walking

wrapping   an   arm   around   them   in   their   sleep

offering   a   tissue   before   they   ask

kissing   their   knuckles   one   by   one

gently   drying   their   hair   with   a   towel

placing   their   hand   over   your   heart

taking   their   photo   when   they’re   distracted

watching   them   laugh   and   smiling   to   yourself

opening   the   car   door   for   them

waiting   to   make   sure   they’re   inside   safely

gently   tugging   on   their   sleeve   to   get   their   attention

letting   them   nap   on   your   chest

setting   an   extra   place   at   the   table

lending   them   your   favorite   book

adjusting   their   jewelry

putting   a   hand   on   their   back   when   guiding   them

whispering   “you’re   okay,   i’ve   got   you”

resting   your   foreheads   together   mid-hug

brushing   rainwater   from   their   hair

slipping   your   hand   into   theirs   in   silence

bringing   a   warm   drink   to   their   bedside

folding   their   laundry   with   a   soft   smile

reaching   out   instinctively   to   steady   them

tracing   the   veins   on   their   wrist   with   your   finger

taking   off   their   shoes   after   a   long   day

straightening   their   tie   gently

offering   to   help   them   undress   when   tired

letting   your   head   fall   on   theirs   in   a   quiet   moment

playfully   hiding   behind   them   when   nervous

buttoning   up   their   cardigan   slowly

whispering   “you   make   me   feel   safe”

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the  intimacy  of  hands.

[ win ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s neck and rest their forehead against the receiver’s own for a close congrats or excitement at something. [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by. [ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them. [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and hold them during an emotional moment to reassure them. [ wrap ]  –  for the sender’s muse to casually wrap their arms around the receiver’s neck and lean on their shoulder from behind. [ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. [ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand. [ reassure ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hand over the receiver’s in a moment of stress and squeeze reassuringly. [ squeeze ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hands on the receiver’s shoulders from behind, and offer a reassuring / affirming squeeze before moving on. [ pluck ]  –  for the sender to pluck a foreign object ( twig / leaf / etc. ) out of the receiver muses’ hair. [ play ]  –  for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort. [ rub ]  –  for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them. [ hug ]  –  for the sender’s muse to drag the receiver’s muse into a tight hug by the back of the neck, and play with their hair at the base of their neck in order to comfort them. [ shock ]  –  for the sender to recoil a bit in shock at how quick the receiver latches onto them in a moment of high emotion, before returning the affections. [ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek. [ hair ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. [ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss. [ cup & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss. [ what a rush ]  –  for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” [ no tears ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs. [ no tears & kiss ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. [ stumble ]  –  for the sender’s muse to catch and help the receiver’s muse keep balance. [ shudder ]  –  for the sender to shudder a little at some gentle touch from the receiver. [ nononono! ]  –  for the sender to hold the receiver’s head / face while they’re injured, brush their thumb along their cheeks & refuse to accept that the receiver is dying. [ acceptance ]  –  for the sender & receiver to sit / lay somewhere in acceptance of their ends together. in a final act of closeness, the sender places their hand in the receiver’s own.

[ prompt ] + reverse  –  to reverse any of the prompts !

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Nerdy Prudes Must Die   —   Starkid,  2023 The Fallen Angel   —   Alexandre Cabanel,  1847

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also for those who don’t know cassie is an avid 🍃 enjoyer.

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INTRODUCING… CASSIE HUGHES

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Cassandra “Cassie” Hannalise Hughes

Age: 29

Gender: Cis Female

Pronouns: She / Her

Species: Human

Occupation: Employee and founding member of “who swings the hatchet?”

Other notes: “Super-Human Utility Belt”- lead editor, lead researcher, sound, assistant… everything, sometimes on the podcast against her will

HISTORY:

Birth date: April 1st

Place of birth: Hatchetfield, MI

Key family members: Older brother Reese, Marie ( Mother ) , Kyle ( Father, Deceased)

Affiliations: Andy Pearson, Hendrix Flores, Hudson Sawyer, Reese Hughes, Sawyer Hudson, Trey Stiles

Backstory: Much like her brother, Cassie’s interest in the history and mythologies of her town sparked from the disappearance of her father. Shes certain there’s more to his disappearance than people think, and she’s ready and willing to dive into anything and everything she can to get the information she seeks, no matter the cost.

PSYCHOLOGY:

Strengths: Well read, skilled, always makes herself present for those she cares about

Weaknesses: Cannot see for shit without glasses or contacts, never says no, seemingly in a constant state of overworked and under caffeinated, a bit of a shut in and doesn’t put herself out there / go out unless dragged

Positive traits: Flexible, Hardworking, Intelligent, Loyal, kind, passionate, clever, quick witted

Negative traits: Anxious, shy, a fucking nerd, secretive, mildly insecure, did i mention anxious?

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also. which of my characters should i move over here just in hatchet verses and OR 👉👈 what if we make oc’s