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history of the entire world, i guess   pt. 1 {Sentence Starters}

“Taste the sun!”

“Wow, that’s big.”

“Let’s do it together!”

“Look at those breasts.”

“New shit just got made!”

“That’s a human person.”

“The sun is a deadly lazer…”

“Like I said, it didn’t happen.”

“It’s sad. I’m sad. I miss you.”

“Brand new, way crazier shit!”

“Wow, that’s animals and stuff!”

“Fuck it, time to plant some grass.”

“Aw, fuck, now everything’s dead…”

“He was great. And now he’s dead.”

“Look at this, I control the food, now.”

“Hell yeah, now we’ve got business!”

“You could make a religion out of this.”

“And there’s no food yet, so I don’t care.”

“Coming soon to a dank river valley near you!”

“I don’t know. My dealer won’t tell me where he gets it.”

“Tired of using lame, sad metal? Introducing BRONZE!”

“Hi, you’re on a rock floating in space! Pretty cool, huh?”

“Nothing is nowhere. When? Never. Makes sense, right?”

“I can’t even get from here to there without buying a boat!”

“Holy shit, we just got hit with another ball of flaming rocks!”

“Yeah, it broke apart. Don’t worry about that, does it all the time.”

“Forget this, I wanna be something! Go somewhere, do something!”

“Will you get the hell out of here if I give you 500 elephants? Ok, thanks, bye.”

“You could make a religion out of this… and maybe conquer the world, as well.”

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bvrntleaves.

The summer solstice was upon them and Roxanne liked to run in the moonlight. Bare feet and only a sheer white dress between her and surrounding elements. Back home crystals and elixirs charged on window seals in the rays of the moon similar to the how she was as she ran through the soft marshes. 

It wasn’t until the cracking of branches rocked her body and ripped through the silence that she stops. The sheer fabric danced around her like a flame in the wind until it fell by her feet. The creature was right, she had a hunger but it wasn’t with ill intent. Her magic began to erupt from within her, for protection more than anything, and the moon’s light brightened. She wasn’t frightened when she seen his full figure, in fact, she was intrigued. The stories were real, not that she ever denied them of her faith. 

      ❝ I can draw power from where’er I          please, creature. An’ I have e’ery          right to roam ‘ere as you. ❞

The greenery of the season had infected the creature; he was positively beaming, the shades of green were rich and untouched by brown, the only separation in green were those glowering red eyes. Despite her status as witch she still fell squarely into the realm of human to the creature. He was human once, a long time ago. Now he was merely plants pretending to be human. Alec Holland was dead, and now, the creature didn’t even have to breath. 

She was wrong. Her arrogance and ignorance to the powers of the green angered him. She was an ant to him. The power that crept into what once were his veins was immense, he controlled everything. He could feel everything. From the blades of grass beneath her feet to the trees that towered above her head. A long time ago a man had tried to kill the humans; tried to fester an ill intent within the green. He had failed, he had failed for the same reason the Swamp-Thing hadn’t engulfed this world: humans, despite their need to destroy, were alive. They breathed and exhaled the air the plants needed to survive. That said, that did not mean the creature enjoyed his run-ins with humans, much less those with an incline towards magic. He thought of John Constantine for a moment, wondered if he knew this witch. He was already incomprehensibly angry that he had wasted a moment thinking about the Englishman. 

          “I do not trust you, and neither do the trees.” 

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@bvrntleaves

     “You have a hunger within you, creature.” It came from the greenery, the creatures hollow chest shifted, cracking away from the tree he had been situated in, vines snaking around the creatures arms. He stood, hunched over with his red eyes glinting in the moonlight. “You will not find power among the green. I won’t allow it.” The magic that can be conjured from mastery of the Earth was undeniably beautiful, and yet witches, they were known to abuse the greenery of which he resided. He didn’t know why the witch was wandering the swamp so late at night -- there were always whispers among the locals, whispers of a creature that resided in the Louisiana marsh-lands, and except from a few grainy pictures released in the 80′s and numerous witness accounts from crazy hillbilly types there wasn’t a lot of proof to go on. 

     “Leave this place child.” 

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demon-kind.

“ Connected, “ Constantine couldn’t help but laugh at that comment. Perhaps the green meanie was right, everything is connected to the green, but the Magician knew better, connections means losing something, and he never liked to lose. The green was a tricky mistress, she liked to make you believe everything was beautiful and everything would work out, as long as you worshiped her. That’s the thing with protector spirits they need that devotion and sadly they took this guy, an old friend, and made him just that.

The world had changed a lot since they last spoke and all for the worst. “ Traveling was never really my thing, let a lot with you old friend, ” he paused, threw his cig down to the ground and stepped on it squeezing under his toes putting out the fire, “ but if we must, we must. ”

The creature always knew that if the world was to end, then John Constantine would be slap bang in the center of ground zero. He also knew that there was a very good chance they would be stood side by side. His feet dug into the ground, his legs melded together before cracking open, the sound of wood splitting caused the birds in the trees to flee. The creature and the grass on the ground became one, the split running up his hollow body allowed a six foot gap, plenty of space for John and the creature to travel together. 

It wasn’t the easiest way to have John travel with him into the green -- but it was the safest. Despite traversing paradise, their bodies would be vulnerable, and even though John managed to pinch every nerve the creature had, it still didn’t want to see John hurt. After all, through all the noise and bravado, John had proven himself to at least be half decent.

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demon-kind.

There was an essence that echoed through the planes, old, angry, something was coming, a big bad was coming, and this time it wasn’t because of Constantine. The earth felt a certain tilt, like the poles had shifted again, or the tectonic plates were moving, maybe it was the events of earth two splitting, perhaps pandora herself managed to travel alongside the rest and somehow bring he kind of chaos here, but he knew better. 

The green was the nearest source he could reach that could provide him quick answers and it was that simple fact that had brought them to those muddy planes on a very hot summer’s day.

There was a careful breath and a side eye that could tell its own story. With a deep drag of that cig Constantine’s face fell. “I would love to have showed up on better terms big guy,” there was a pause, another deep drag and his eyes shifted, “but today i’m not going to be your kinky booty-call, body-swap sex object..” A fake smile managed to escape that concerned face, something about trying to lighten the mood with his sort of humor, but it only contorted in a sigh and his expression fell back, “you felt it too?”

Despite Constantine’s jabs he remembered that night fondly, it would’ve been enough to bring a smile to his green lips if it the situation hadn’t been so pressing. “Yes... I have felt it.” He could see it in Constantine, worry. The creature knew too well that when John of all people became worried that meant trouble. 

“I always feel as though... The world is connected.” The ivy that draped itself around a tree became magnetized towards the creature, his hand outstretched towards the newly sprouting pink flower. “It’s all connected. But now... Now it is as if I can see it. Everything is connected. From the first sprout of grass that broke through the ground when this planet began to the last withering fragments of life off in the distance...” He took a pause, the vine began to wrap itself around the creatures arm. “Come with me, John Constantine. We’ll peer inside this world and see what’s going to happen.” Where he intended on going was not somewhere that could be walked to. 

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open.

     “Humans -- are the most beautiful of parasites.” 

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deathitsclf.

starter for @hibiscuspalustris

Well… he wasn’t the Hulk or any variation there of. The large green person in front of her wasn’t something she had ever seen before. It didn’t frighten her, it didn’t have to. After all she wasn’t a threat to it, but the members of the Hand that she’d tracked here were. 

“I’m not here as an enemy,” she held up her hands, palms out, hopefully a universal sign that she wasn’t here to hurt him. “Do you speak English? ¿Hablas español?” There were about four or five other languages she could try next, but here in America those two tended to be the most popular. 

The ground began to shake as ivy and roots slithered along the ground and he began to form in front of the human that stood among the greenery of his swamp. She had came looking for him, proclaimed she was not an enemy -- a claim the creature found hard to believe. His red eyes bored into her through the darkness as the vines that created his chest tightened and his form became complete. 

The Swamp-Thing could speak a form of universal language, a trick taught to him by Constantine way back. “You should not have came here.” His voice was strained and low, a deep whisper that still managed to make the bog shiver. “You wreak of death -- and despair.” 

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xgamora.

            “ does that make you the PEST in this scenario? an odd choice, given my intrusion ... ” it takes every ounce of willpower within her person not to roll those eyes, a fact made all the more obvious as her weight shifts to one leg. “ i think i like it here. it’s isolated, hard to reach and cold —– dare i say HOMEY. ”

               “The whole world used to be like this. Millennia ago -- long before humans began to cut me down. I am no PEST. I am the green.” The vines shifted in his hollow chest, slithering and tightening along his chest. “The sounds of this planet -- it used to be MUSIC. Now it is noise. I remember it -- like a dream. But I should not take out my frustration on you. You are but a visitor.” 

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‘Donnie Darko’ sentence meme

Send one to my muse for their reaction

“What the hell kind of name is that? It’s like some sort of superhero or something.”

“Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion.”

“You can go suck a fuck!”

“Some people are just born with tragedy in their blood.”

“Why are you wearing that stupid bunny suit?”

“Beer and pussy. That’s all I need.”

“What if you could go back in time and take all those hours of pain and darkness and replace them with something better?”

“Why do you gotta get so smart on us?”

“I think about fucking a lot during school.”

“This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that “cellar door” is the most beautiful.”

“I think you’re the fucking Antichrist.”

“You’re such a fuck-ass!”

“No one ever knows what they want to be when they grow up.”

“Do you believe in time travel?”

“I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to.”

“Smurfette fucks all the other Smurfs. Why do you think Papa Smurf made her? Because all the other Smurfs were getting too horny.”

“Do you feel alone right now?”

“You’re not a bitch. You’re bitchin’, but you’re not a bitch.”

“I can do anything I want. And so can you.”

“If we were able to see our destinies manifest themselves visually, then we would be given a choice to betray our chosen destinies.”

“They just want to see what happens when they tear the world apart. They want to change things.”

“What’s the point of living if you don’t have a dick?”

“The children have to save themselves these days because the parents have no clue.”

“Every creature on this Earth dies alone.”

“I promise that one day, everything’s gonna be better for you.”

“When you fall asleep tonight, I’m gonna fart in your face.”

“I’ll write a book and draw the pictures. Then maybe people will understand me.”

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xgamora.

            “ —– your hospitality knows no bounds, it would seem. ”

     “When I’m facing down the humanoid equivalent of a       Venus flytrap hospitality tends to be the last thing on my      mind.” 

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johnconstantfine.

​    John squinted as he thought about it. He wasn’t unaware of what he was talking about and actually it did strike a cord far deeper than was obviously expected of him. It left him cold, and he was truly alarmed that he has not felt such a drastic, violent shift. John had a lot of questions about who could have done this. If perhaps they’d concealed their machinations, that would explain a lot. However what was done was done, and at this point they were dealing with the fallout. 

    He exhaled, ignored the barb because goddammit, he was more than that, but he still cracked a humourless grin. Sharp. Nasty. They both had their roles to play, after all. 

    “Y'think people are the only punters? Should know me better ‘an that.” When the world went to shit and there was nothing but rot, a Constantine was sure to be thriving. If that wasn’t an ancient proverb, it ought to be. “So – wot y'sayin’ is y'need me t'run damage control.”

     Their relationship was forged out of necessity -- John had, in many senses, freed him. Waltzing into his life after finding out he was no longer Alec Holland, but rather something far greater -- there was power within the roots that made up his body, power that John had taught him to harness. 

     “When I felt it -- when I felt them escape, I remembered it -- remembered them as if they’d always been there, always part of... Me. The same way humanity is. Yet--... I know they are abominations. They appeared in Africa, mosquitoes crawling out of their chest cavity.” The creatures he spoke of, they did not breath. They just devoured. Despite their appetite they were skeletal, with talons that had been dipped in red. Even though he knew they were part of him, part of evolution, he knew they had to be stopped, then they had to find the person who had released them. 

     “I do not fear change, John. But I can see it -- I can see it all. And we need to stop this. Stop it before they inherit the Earth through bloodshed and destruction.” Appealing to Johns’ humanity had never worked before -- why did he think it would work now? 

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open.

     “You should not have came here.”

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atlantisking.

“   look, i know we don’t have a good history of   getting along,   but i was wondering if you would be willing to   ALLY WITH ME   against a foe, i believe it would be in   both of our interests   to get rid of them, after all,   there are plants in the ocean as well.   “

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“Your realm is under threat. You must be truly desperate to call on me. I have felt disturbances in the green -- I am willing to listen, Atlantean. Despite this -- I suppose you would call it a gut feeling, I have very little information on this disturbance. Care to enlighten me?” 

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untolikeiron.

“Whoa!”  Well.  That was – different.  But, as Danny was often reminding himself, not the weirdest thing he’d ever seen. 

“Impressive as that is, you don’t have to change for me, buddy.  I’m not scared.”

“I’m glad.” His voice seemed to reverberate through his hollow shell, echoing between the branches he used as a rib-cage. 

“I often inspire fear. Although, I have found it is those who wear masks that hope to inspire fear -- so I must ask, what is your purpose here?” 

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Deep Ass Starters.

Sometimes it's hard to get in depth with your muse and their backstory, because you can't figure out how to bring those things up with others. Here are a couple of starters intended to make things a little more personal!

"What's holding you back?"

"I'm not comfortable with this conversation."

"Will you /ever/ be comfortable with this conversation?"

"Let me in sometime!"

"It's not that easy, you know."

"Help me understand."

"It's hard to connect with someone when all they do is push you away."

"Why are you always so cold?"

"Why are you always so happy?"

"Are you really happy now?"

"Who hurt you this badly to make you this way?!"

"What, did your ex mess you up that badly?!"

"Why do you keep fighting it any time you feel?"

"It's a problem, I get it."

"This is all kinds of messed up."

"That's not exactly a good coping method."

"So what happened, with your parents, really?"

"What was your childhood like?"

"Everyone has at lest a little bit of mommy/daddy issues. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"My parents aren't exactly perfect models, either."

"You were bullied? What for?"

"Was it hard? Coming out, I mean."

"You can't just run away all the time."

"You can't just hide all the time."

"Are you still thinking about them?"

"I'm not the enemy here. But this makes me wonder who the real one is for you."

"Is the reason you're so cold and defensive because you feel threatened?"

"How long has it been since you last spoke to them?"

"You never talk about it, why?"

"How come you're so different around them?"

"It's like you don't have a care or worry in the world."

"You seem so perfect. I don't get it."

"What was your ex like?"

"I don't think I was ever good enough for them."

"Are you not comfortable being intimate?"

"Why don't you feel comfortable being intimate?"

"Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it's a scary thing."

"Are you scared of being hurt?"

"Have you ever been taken advantage of?"

"Why are you afraid of saying I love you?"

"I never understood how someone could say those words so easily."

"You're hurting others the way you've been hurt in the past, don't you think that's ironic?"

"You use people to make yourself feel better."

"I'm scared of being used again..."

"Losing someone isn't easy, but you're making it harder than it needs to be."

"How long has it been since you lost them?"

"You're too attached."

"I'm not attached, I'm just comfortable with what I'm familiar to."

"Maybe the real reason you're so controlling is because, deep down you'd rather have them in your grasp than lose them."

"Why did you ever break up?" / "Why did we ever break up?"

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florence + the machine starters

LUNGS

“Leave all your love and your longing behind.”

“I wish that I could just be brave.”

“This is a gift, it comes with a price.”

“I’m not calling you a liar, just don’t lie to me.”

“And I love you so much, I’m gonna let you kill me.”

“If you could only see the beast you’ve made of me.”

“Sweeter than heaven and hotter than hell.”

“You left me in the dark.”

“I’m gonna drink myself to death.”

“But I like to think at least things can’t get any worse.”

“And I never felt so alive, and so… dead.”

LUNGS - the b-sides

“I was drinking, and now I’m drunk.”

“I was a heavy heart to carry.”

“Who is the betrayer?”

“Are you hurting the one you love?”

“That’s the last song you’ll ever sing.”

“I loved you from the start.”

CEREMONIALS

“Tell me what all the sighing’s about.”

“And every demon wants his pound of flesh.”

“And I’ve been a fool and I’ve been blind.”

“And I’m damned if I do and I’m damned if I don’t.”

“Oh, my love, don’t forsake me.”

“Would you have it any other way?”

“I’ve been losing sleep.”

“There’s no salvation for me now.”

“I’d do anything to make you stay.”

“Tell me what you want me to say.”

“Heaven help me, I need to make it right.”

“Would you leave me if I told you what I’ve done?”

“Holy water cannot help you now.”

“I don’t want your money.”

“See I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.”

“I’ll be dead before the day is done.”

“Say my name.”

“And we will never be afraid again.”

“I’m gonna lose my mind.”

“You can call me anything you want.”

“Make me your Maria.”

“I’m already on my knees.”

“I’m not here looking for absolution.”

HOW BIG, HOW BLUE, HOW BEAUTIFUL

“Some things never sleep.”

“Come on, is this what you want?”

“You got a hold on me.”

“'Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies.”

“I never thought I’d be a killer.”

“Let me leave or let me love you.”

“Wasting my goddamn time.”

“Now here comes the crescendo.”