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with the old guard 2 out now, here's a starter call specifically for nicky and/or quynh <3 feel free to specify which unkillable gay you'd like <3

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my most extreme weirdest kink is being wanted. my tamest kink is knife play

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jam sighting on set…..

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starter call! feel free to specify muse or general vibe ❤️

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starter call! feel free to specify muse or general vibe ❤️

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got ve schwab’s new lesbian vampires book 👍

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private rites.

dialogue prompts from private rites: a novel by julia armfield.

people love a ritual when things get hairy.

i don't believe in the devil. but i feel him, anyway.

what's the point in dwelling? once you start, you'll never get to the end of it.

phones are how people reach you. nothing very good can come of that.

you're dissociating. don't do that. don't panic.

you're spiky. you've always been spiky.

you're not always very nice, but i don't think you do it on purpose.

you've always made me want to be better.

i'm not a sleeper.

you never think anybody likes you.

oh, is somebody sulking?

you learn to deal with it. sure, it's shitty, but you learn.

how busy can you really be?

people can turn any old shit into an omen.

all i really want to do is sit in a room with someone and let the world end.

can't you think of something nice to say?

the world has a way of erasing its own history.

i find you very hot, and i'd happily take you for breakfast.

you're different to how you used to be.

am i supposed to call you 'doctor'?

i don't think i'm as hopeful as you.

it's only weird if it feels weird to you.

your one job as a parent is to give your kid a childhood they won't have to recover from.

you'd be astonished how quickly you forget how to talk to people.

you're always hearing me talk and then slinging your own translation over the top.

i don't know you. you're just some person in my house.

i don't like or dislike anyone.

you're not very nice, are you?

courage? i don't have any of that.

you do not, by any chance, happen to smoke, do you?

i don't think it's possible to hate someone that you don't, fundamentally, love.

each time, you happen to me all over again.

i feel like i've known you for years.

i hate being touched when i'm not expecting it.

i can feel my heart in my knees.

i could be good with just this. i could be happy here.

sometimes i think hope is a far less satisfying feeling than despair.

you have no idea how hard i tried.

there's no way i can go, and i still have to.

progress can be painful, but the pain is our responsibility.

we love people before we notice we love them.

i think that i've probably been unfair to you.

loving someone is easier in theory.

i assume this is what people mean when they talk about dating someone.

is this a 'move'?

i'm giving you a date. i'm giving you the moves i'd pull on a date.

no one cares about what makes you guilty.

i don't want to be responsible for any of this.

i think this is my fault. i think i was meant to sort this out.

i have you.

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&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

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it's not the first time someone's asked him for one. so daniel doesn't even look up, not at first. ❝ seriously? ❞ is the first word out of his mouth, because— seriously? a guy can't even get a drink in peace. not that a drink does much for him these days; not that kind of drink, anyway. it's— whatever. price of the job, he guesses, other than the death threats and the testy subjects. readers. for a long second, daniel doesn't bother looking up at whoever it is asking for an autograph; he can picture her in his mind's eye anyway, some nouveau-goth dark academia type.

except, when he does finally deign to glance up, it's— huh. he blinks, pulls a fragment of memory out of the brand-new maelstrom of them. ❝ — shit, it's uh, laura, isn't it? ❞ he remembers sharing a cigarette, comparing notes— she hasn't changed a bit. they could be back in paris again. ❝ you look— well, no need for me to guess how things turned out, huh? ❞

he finds her perched on a stool at the bar. golden hair brushed into a braid, a sundress with straps that tied and blue flowers that just so happened to match perfectly with her eyes, she stood out in the sea of smoky grays and browns and reds one usually found in this place. in her hand, a well-worn paperback with the cover bent back. laura managed to stay seated until he'd sat down and then slipped from her seat, sidling up with a grin.

❝ excuse me, mr. malloy, ❞ laura tilted her head. they might have been in paris again, sharing half a cigarette as she worried over how to explain the smell to her father. ❝ i wondered if i might have your autograph? ❞

@pluresque : he's bi(?), she's lesbian, their 50 year obsession with vampires will change your perception of love

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clark busting into lex's office to yell at him without any context and lex playing dumb even though he almost certainly did the thing clark's yelling at him about ........... welcome back smallville <3

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htgawm: season one.

dialogue prompts from season one of abc's how to get away with murder.

we have no other choice. we flip a coin.

unlike every teacher you've had, i do believe there are stupid questions.

you're a misogynistic ass.

i never thought you were nice.

get out. i can't think with you here.

i bet you the boyfriend did it.

i look nice, i know, but that's just my face.

i'm done talking to you.

be as punishing as possible. no topic is off limits.

wait, you're gay?

you think you're the only one who notices things?

you obviously don't have any children.

you really think I'm that desperate? that you can buy me some takeout and bat your eyes and i'll get down on my knees like some sad twink?

you're too old to be a twink.

i'd rather talk about it. i promise it won't be as scary as you think.

don't you ever leave me like that again.

guess we have more in common than you thought.

i should not be happy right now.

i'm never not missing ____.

clean up your messes.

i would have said anything to protect _____.

we could have breakfast or do the crosswords, or whatever it is couples do.

they made me say those things. i just wanted them to stop.

you don't make history being liked.

careful. the house could be bugged.

aren't you just exhausted? you exhaust me.

you've gotten to know all my crazy, but i still know nothing about you.

does anyone know anyone?

do we need to get you a naughty mat?

you love me and you want to have my babies. i know.

all i am is some accessory. this thing to prop you up.

i loved you like you were my ____.

good detectives lie.

why would i tell you? we're not friends.

somebody woke up in the mood to fight this morning.

what you understand isn't my concern.

happily divorced? oh, lord, yes.

you're supposed to say 'of course i don't think you did it'. god.

i just like making people uncomfortable. makes me feel better, for some reason.

don't you dare say you were doing this for me.

just say you don't know. but don't lie to me.

listen to yourself. you just can't stop lying.

whatever it takes. isn't that what you said?

no one's ever believed in me like this before.

you totally don't remember my name.

freaking millennials and your damn entitlement.

what? you surprised someone's onto your tricks?

who made you feel like you're not an actual person unless you're fixing someone else's mess?

i'll be normal again soon. i promise.

what if i don't want you to be normal?

did you finally realize god doesn't give a crap about your sex life?

you take notes. i have adderall. we'd make a great team.

you're sucking up. stop it.

they never leave their wives.

everyone's violent, given the chance.

'monster', huh? is that all you got? you can do better than that.

i didn't ask for anyone's help.

you got secrets to hide?

i know i can't be here, but i didn't know where else to go.

right now, we need to accept that this situation is not one we can control.

are we terrible people?

you must take me for some new kind of fool.

i'm not helping you. i'm helping myself.

i've seen how strong you can be.

talk to me. that way i can help you.

i've reinvented myself before, i can do it again.

i can't do this anymore. i don't know how.

you strike me as a pretty tough customer.

you did better last night. i only had to wake you once.

let's have ice cream for breakfast.

you're not the only good liar in this room.

i am who i am. if you don't like it, i don't care.

when in doubt, shut your mouth.

you've seen too many ______ movies.

no, don't look away. say everything you want to say to me, right to my face.

get up. it smells like something's dying in here.

who the hell do you think you are? oprah?

somebody's always the student, somebody's always the teacher.

i asked you, to your face, what happened. and you said you didn't know.

let's not go round and round like this. let's just dive right in.

don't tell me what i can or can't do.

i know what i did was wrong. i just don't feel that it was wrong.

no god should forgive me for all the bad things that i've done.

are you gonna be nice and come over later, like you said?

i'm not 'claiming' anything. it happened.

____ doesn't love me. but here's the thing: i love me. so i'm done.

i recognized you. i saw you for who you were.

are you a man or not?

is that what you think i am? some freaking hitman?

look at me. look at what you did to me.

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jesus. it's always a debate — always some big philosophical showdown. he gets it, armand's old as hell and he's seen all kinds of shit that people probably weren't meant to see and live to talk about afterwards, but sometimes daniel just wants to ask for something and get it.

other than the obvious.

❝ how the hell am i supposed to know? ❞ that's the whole point. he's got, what, maybe twenty more years in him like this, if he's lucky? if shit doesn't go sideways with drugs or if armand doesn't decide after all that he is sick of all this — daniel's pretty sure the whole killing-him-when-he's-bored thing doesn't apply anymore, but it's not like armand's got a lot of tells that he can see, all the time — and there's so much world out there. ❝ that's the whole idea, isn't it? live long enough to figure it out — you never know 'til you try. ❞

it's not like he's going into this with a list of pros and cons. it's not even like he can really think of any cons, honestly.

❝ nobody's got it all figured out from the starting gun, man, that's just life — i wasn't exactly voted most likely to hang around with a vampire in high school, or anything, was i, but here i am anyway. ❞ god, if he's gotta make a five-hundred-year plan for this, he'll do it, but come on. ❝ i just— i don't get it. ❞

obviously it's a big deal, but he doesn't— what, does armand just plan to stick around and watch him get old and die? ❝ what's the endgame, here, armand? ❞

he'd been there. to see daniel standing, arms crossed, arguing his case as if his answer had been unreasonable as if they were arguing about something as simple as how to spend the rest of the evening, it's familiar. he remembers the confusion, the frustration, to be human living within a vampire's world but having it kept out of reach. but he's lived nearly five hundred years beyond that point, he's tasted immortality and all its ups and downs.

would he have died at 27 now instead? he can't say, but to live a long, human life, he envies those that were able. he can't help what he is now, but he can help who else he brings into it. he'd watched vampires struggle immensely with recklessness, watched their minds deteriorating with the gift. it could ruin daniel. it could ruin the fascinating boy he wanted to keep for himself.

❝ is it? do you know what you want daniel? or is it another thrill? another high? ❞ the answer hasn't changed. and armand knows there's no argument that could sway him. the fear of daniel's death is always lingering in the back of his mind. with every reckless situation he finds himself in, that he's far more fragile than himself, he could lose him.

the laughter that comes is nothing short of sarcastic. it can't be that bad.

❝ in five centuries, it hasn't always been this way. but can you begin to imagine that? living so long, what do you think this world will be in another five hundred years? who you'll be, how you've changed, how you haven't. tell me, who is the vampire daniel molloy? ❞

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oh, sure, drag louis back into it, why don't they — not that it's exactly a surprise, really. he's the one that brought daniel back to that shitty townhouse, and the one that called him up all those years later from dubai. and technically the one who left daniel alone in that penthouse with armand, but daniel's pretty sure that wasn't a variable; maybe he'd have wound up here all along, no matter who else was involved.

still, it seems kind of shitty, leaving him in that drug den with everything intact, out of— what, spite? jealousy? not un-armand, though, he guesses. it's not as off-putting a thought as he might've imagined. or maybe it's just that the idea of armand not getting daniel out of his head is almost laughable.

❝ you hunted me—? ❞ daniel snorts. ❝ what am i saying, you play tag with your food, of course you did. ❞

except— it's like a shadow in his peripheral vision. just a sense of things, like a muscle memory with no actual memory to give it context. the feeling that he was being followed, chased down — not the old familiar drug-induced paranoia, but something else. and something else on top of that, too, a trip he barely remembers, the feeling of chasing a story whose details he can't quite grasp at.

or one he's already published, now. by the sounds of things.

he shakes his head, bemused. ❝ okay, so— what, you followed me around, and you didn't get bored? ❞ what the hell was he doing that kept armand on his tail long enough to ... whatever it was? ❝ how long'd it take for me to clue in? ❞

he's not surprised that he continues to pry. there's two sides, one that wants to clamp his teeth around the truth and say nothing and the other that desperately wants daniel to know. to no longer hold those memories alone, as if the other piece was gone. and while armand knows that it's his own fault, that he'd been the one that made the decision for daniel, he thought it had been the right thing. wasn't it an act of kindness?

he shuts his tablet's case, fingers running idly over its edges as he mulls over what should have been a simple question. how'd it start?

❝ i dropped you off in the drug den, as agreed. but, i never touched your mind. not then. at the time, i wasn't sure why. perhaps i was still angry with louis, perhaps i felt i owed him little — ❞ louis needed his consistency and while armand could offer it, there was something else awakened in those six days. he'd nearly witnessed the death of his companion and came out on the other side wanting to live himself.

in his search for the secret to daniel's allure, he'd been captivated by him. armand shakes his head, dismissing thoughts of louis. armand wants to believe that by offering him pieces, others will come to daniel. he's sure that it's not as easy as exchanging information for forgiveness concerning his editing of his mind. he suspects daniel is still upset about it. just as he's sure he'll hear about it again.

❝ i couldn't get you out of my head. so, i did what any vampire would do — i hunted you. ❞

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the vampire diaries: season 2 [1/2].

dialogue prompts from season two of the cw's the vampire diaries.

if you want to forget it happened, fine. but i can't.

no good deed goes unpunished with you, does it?

maybe i missed you. is that an acceptable reason?

how can i play with you if i don't know the rules?

it's been a big day of sorrys from people who don't really give a crap.

we need to stay united against _____.

you're still young. you're still finding yourself.

i don't believe in that 'family legacy' stuff.

very brave of you to come here.

kiss me or kill me. which will it be?

that's me: the trusty bodyguard, calm in a crisis.

is it safe to talk?

you blow through your trust fund already?

talk about a town where history repeats itself.

sorry i don't have any milk and cookies to offer you.

men and their baggage.

can you read minds, too?

you're the one person on this entire planet that i never wanted to hurt.

you loved me once. love me again.

it was easy to get inside your head.

what is it about you that makes me still care?

relax. i know you know my secret.

i look at you and i see an angel.

i didn't want to be saved.

nice is overrated.

i'm not listening to any more of your 'give peace a chance' crap.

are you really just gonna pretend like i don't exist?

really? you're gonna play morality police with me right now?

you're judging again.

i will always know. i will always be one step ahead of you.

we're really not supposed to be in here.

i don't particularly enjoy any of this, if you haven't noticed.

it never ends well for people like me.

how does one stab oneself?

they're going to want to hear the story from you.

unlike me, you're one of the good ones.

i need to wake up and know that the people i love are safe. i need to feel safe. do you understand that?

death would have been too kind.

i guess i just need to say it and you need to hear it. i'm sorry.

i don't want to run anymore. i don't have anywhere else to run to.

i don't need your help, but i think you need mine.

you came to bribe me?

i haven't even told you the best part of the story.

caring gets you dead, huh?

why do you care? we've never been friends before.

we've never been close. not like this.

i don't want you to be alone.

i've been dead before. i got over it.

don't be such a grump.

stay put and stop trying to get yourself killed.

i want to help, but i don't know what to do.

it's okay. you'll fight through it, okay? just fight.

i'm staying right here. i'm not going anywhere.

you really are determined to die, aren't you?

when you live long enough, everything disappears.

you went on a murderous rampage. it happens.

you need to fight. i know you're scared, but you have to do it, anyway.

why are you so nice to me?

why is it so hard for you to let someone else help you?

it's like you don't want anyone to care about you, but i'm sorry, i care. sorry if i've overstepped my boundaries by actually giving a damn.

everyone just needs to stop kissing me!

humanity's not all it's cracked up to be.

you are ruining our perfect day with your strange philosophical babbling.

there's been enough doom, gloom, and personal growth for one night.

how is it even possible to keep a secret like that?

you may be my father, but i am never going to be your daughter. you got that?

you don't have to pretend with me.

you help your friend. that's what you do.

it's not always like this, is it?

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knowing that the iwtv gang are somewhere ... a mere 5 hours from me ... knowing that some lucky parks canada employee is having the "filming at my job" experience ..........

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watching smallville and seeing a character put chloe in a headlock and threaten her because she's cavalierly endangering them by chasing a story and being like wow <3 barbara would do that <3 and also would brick her computer for good measure <3

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i keep thinking about burton talamasca and being like "wow who names a vampire burton" even though it's clearly a fake tearaway name and we'll find out his real name soon. and i know they will never ever ever do this and the age is not right but gang when i personally think of people named burton a man named richard comes first to mind. do you see the thread my fevered mind's been following here