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Intricate cascading roots on a Western Hemlock, Tsuga heterophylla.

Olympic National Park| 11-30-2023

credit: @pickleweed2 / IG: @cxlman

[quiet-kunoichi]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )

don't say a word .

don't leave me here .

meet me at our spot tonight .

follow me and stay close .

don't beg , it's pathetic .

can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?

stop lying to me . tell me what you did .

put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .

get out of my sight .

stop pretending you know what's going on .

find a first-aid kit . quickly !

don't get yourself killed .

leave them to me , just go .

just admit that you love me .

just admit that you hate me .

come here , let me look at you .

( name ) , don't make me do this .

drop your ( weapon ) .

stay here and wait for my signal .

don't just sit there , move .

take this and run , don't let anyone have it .

pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .

don't look , you'll give us away .

don't say another word .

stop pretending like you care .

go make sure the coast is clear .

take this with you . it's a good luck charm .

don't tell anyone about this .

if anybody asks about today , lie .

stop looking at me like that .

tell me you love me .

just kiss me , already .

keep your eyes on the road .

stop crying and calm down .

come with me . there's so much we could do .

wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .

show me how you like to be touched .

hold my hand .

kiss me , make it look real .

look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?

will you marry me ?

just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?

take a deep breath , you need to calm down .

get out of here , ( name ) !

draw your weapon .

go rest . i'm not asking .

take a step back .

give me a straight answer .

be polite to our guests .

look me in the eye and say that again .

put your feelings aside for a moment .

keep close to me .

here , let me see that .

look up at the sky .

get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .

stand up , this isn't over yet .

close your eyes and count to ten .

smile for the camera !

keep your head down .

( name ) , let me past .

listen carefully to what i'm about to say .

don't just stare , come in .

stop laughing , this isn't funny .

take this and hide it .

don't make a sound .

put your hands up .

quit causing problems everywhere you go .

just admit that you don't know what you're doing .

stop right there , i mean it .

don't say that name aloud .

just trust me , okay ?

stop acting so childish .

call the police . now .

tell me you love me , even if it's not real .

take a good hard look .

stop the car , ( name ) .

don't make eye contact .

stay out of trouble .

just do it already , we've waited long enough .

hold me tight , and never let me go .

finish what you started .

tell me what you know .

just stay away from me .

turn around . slowly .

don't be scared .

put it down before somebody gets hurt .

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .

grab me my ( item ) , will you ?

don't make assumptions .

put this over it to stop the bleeding .

get to safety !

wipe that look off your face .

secure the area .

keep an eye on them .

look at yourself in the mirror .

run . run and don't stop .

eat . you haven't touched your food in days .

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listen; when I say give me a toxic pairing I don’t mean ‘he’ll be mean and she’ll be sad about it’. I mean ‘he’ll be mean and she’ll set his fucking car on fire’ but ppl aren’t ready for that idk

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

[ dialogue prompts | @crowsalvation ] The moment he gets close, Kimiko knows she's in danger. It had nothing to do with his nature, nor did it have anything to do with the fragile mortality of hers that he so enjoyed holding over her head. No— When Damon gets close to her like this, without his usual hunger or even the typical wry smirk.. Kimiko was in danger of revealing her hand. The cards that she usually kept so close to her chest that even she had yet to take a peek at what she'd been hiding from him—from them both. But here he was, welcoming himself into her personal space once again. Instead of his usual seductive charm, the Salvatore brushes her hair back from where it had fallen out of place. His touch was anything but lustful. Even his features had an undertone of softness to them, the vulnerable display of affection bleeding through a carefully crafted mask that he had worn for over a century. Kimiko holds perfectly still for him; even her breath was poised at the top of her lungs in a quiet kind of suspension. Amber gaze flits over his features like she could put a puzzle together out of unspoken truths neither of them had yet to divulge. Finally, she looks up into the cool blue of his eyes and finds herself infinitely falling. It scared her. It excited her. Neither of these revelations were truths that she was ready to confess to. "I don't know what game you're playing at, Damon." Kimiko finds her voice strangely quiet, as though they were sharing an intimate secret. "And I'd hate to say that it was working," Wetting her lips now, the ravenette reaches up to delicately smooth out a crease in his jacket. Fingers lingering in the spot over his heart as though she might find the truth of it there, beating or no. "... So I won't say anything at all."

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not all ships are For wanting them to be in a happy healthy relationship together. sometimes shipping two characters means you want them to be erotically obsessed with each other and become entwined in a mutually toxic love affair for a few months and then horrifically break each other's hearts and never speak again. sometimes you want them to be codependent best friends with enough repression to explode a submarine who only make out/have sex when they're at their worst. sometimes you want them to pine after each other for years, never say anything, and then die. sometimes you want them to kill each other. this, too, is shipping

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“our ocs should kiss” “our ocs on a double date” i think our ocs should try to kill each other

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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 was all a dream by zosphotosx

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Strangling him with our red string of fate

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What does your soul look like? t h e b r o k e n m i r r o r You are the rebel. You are the one who refused to fit into the box. They broke you because you refused to conform, but they never expected you to turn your shattered pieces into sharp edges aimed for their throats. They will face your pointed fragments and see their own reflection in your ruin. You are a reckoning. You are the threat of a future unsuited for weak minds. How unfortunate it is that your existence is solitary. That you cut everyone who comes close. Maybe one day someone will show you how to be something besides a weapon. Maybe one day they will help you put your pieces back together to see yourself as a person instead of a cause for once. tagged by: @crowsalvation

tagging: @xshadowrising && you

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Kimiko’s wicked little smile can hardly be contained, but she manages to bite it down by pressing her teeth into her lower lip for a brief moment. Knowing it would bring that crimson shade to her mouth, the warmth of her blood practically taunting him just beneath the surface of her velvety skin. The action alone was enough to plump the tissue; he certainly wouldn’t be able to stray his attention from her parted lips, now.

She knew dropping that cheeky compliment into her quip would stroke his already inflated ego. Though confident enough to assume that he was hooked on her, the witch knew she’d have to work her charms for a while longer yet before she could consider him well and truly wrapped around her little finger. That’s okay, the Tamashi could be patient… under the right circumstances. Her mother would’ve scolded her for this rash behavior— it was a dangerous game to play with a vampire, but Kimiko never knew a reward that didn’t come without some risk.

It’s his turn to test the boundaries of her personal space, using the same tactics she just wielded against him. In this close proximity, Kimiko could feel the tickle of his breath on her face. Holding herself picturesquely still as his eyes feast upon her lips, she awaits his answer. In response to the intimate timbre of his voice, a sensation tightens the coil in her navel. She blames her still-mortal heart for responding to the proximity of a predator. The way it quickens in the cage of her chest— there’s no way he didn’t catch onto it. No matter how hard she fought it, there was no overriding prey instinct.

God damn this sarcastic, broody vampire.

Wetting her lips with a quick swipe of her tongue, Kimiko flashes her teeth again: with a more freely-returned smile this time. Pleased that he gave in to her request. There was so much she could do with a name. But she knew it would take work to learn more than just the mere tidbit he afforded her. It meant making an offer he wasn’t likely to resist.

Cocking her head just so, Kimiko reaches up and tucks some dark hair behind her ear. Knowing it would waft her scent his way. Batting her lashes, the witch dons an expression akin to innocent doe— one they both knew was a facade. “So, Damon,” His name slipping her lips like a purr, “Since you clearly like to play with your food.. I think the least you could do is buy me a drink, too.” The mischievous curl of her lips is back. “Maybe you can give me more than just a name to think about.”

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Sexy. It takes all her willpower to narrow her dagger glare at him rather than let them roll unceremoniously. To let this cocky vampire get under her skin might as well be the same as flat-out succumbing to his frivolous whims. Initially Kimiko had allowed this interaction to occur because turning your back to a vampire was akin to becoming a sacrificial lamb with a tinkling bell tied to dainty ankle. The witch wouldn’t admit that she had been wary of his advance— not even to herself. However, now his intentions were made crystal clear. Immortal being or not, men are all the same: ravenous dogs with a penchant for a night between her legs.

There’s no trace of offended flinch to cross her expression as he so casually tags on downright bitchy to his description of her. If anything, it only internally amuses her. A slight upward twitch in her brow, perhaps the way a sheer glint alights her eyes would give it away. This vampire could be well over a century old for all she cared— but he has certainly yet to see her get bitchy. In fact, it occurs to her now that she doesn’t owe him her precious time, and perhaps it would count as her token ‘good deed’ of the night to withdraw now and spare him the opportunity to witness how cruel she can really get.

He must have intuited that Kimiko was quickly retracting from his hook, because the next bout of nonsensical bullshit from his smug mouth reels her right back in. Maybe this incubus posing as a gaudy vampire deserves a demonstration of just how ‘fragile’ this witch could be. The muscle of her jaw flexes, unhinging just enough to roll it around as though she were chewing on the decision of what to do with him. Logically, she was aware that it would be a wildly unfair fight. She’s no idiot. However, where her obstinate pride was concerned— that sinful branch of her was something she fiercely protected. It was a rotten sin inherited from her father.

“The real pity is that your previous encounters gave you the wrong idea about witches. Sounds to me like you haven’t had the privilege of being in the presence of real power.” Her eyes alight with a mischievous kind of gleam, like she was privy to a juicy secret he was unawares to. Kimiko leans in just enough to pierce through the invisible veil of his personal space, her voice dropping in volume and taking on a slight sultry appeal. “At least, not until tonight.” Molten honey stare holds his steady gaze with the intensity of a siren luring him to deep waters. Expertly, the witch drops her eyes down to his lips. Lingering for a long beat before flitting back up to his eyes, looking up at him through a dark awning of long lashes. A knowing curl pulling up the corners of her lips.

It’s then that she pulls away, re-assumes a disinterested, bordering bored posture. Her tongue clicks against the back of her teeth, a soft little shake of her head indicating her disappointment. “You ought to know that ignorance doesn’t look good on your charming face.” The little book she was previously holding gets tucked away into an inside pocket of her jacket. Further signaling that she’s no longer ensnared in his attempts to seduce; casual in a way that you’d only be in the presence of someone who posed no threat to you. “Too bad for you though, I’ve already determined that you’re not worth my energy.” Kimiko gives a halfhearted little shrug, as though her disapproval of him just couldn’t be helped. Like this encounter might as well be forgotten by morning. She pulls her bag up her shoulder, tossing an unassuming glance over in the direction she had originally been heading.

“After all, I don’t even have a name to remember you by.” Quickly, eyes flit to their corners and regard him coyly. It was obvious he liked to play with his food, and perhaps she was thrill-seeking enough to believe that extending this little game of cat and mouse couldn’t hurt. In actuality, this encounter has served as one of her most entertaining interactions in a long while.

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The Tamashi studied his features, standing her ground with not so much as a weakened knee. The blue of his eyes were otherworldly, still dangerously cutting even in the dim light of the street lamp. Kimiko had noticed his presence in the library earlier; the glances she furtively stole his way were not meant as an invination. It wasn't her first time brushing up with a vampire, and the young witch was certainly not afraid. Nonetheless a stray wind brought a nipping chill with it, and she found herself bracing against a slight shiver under his piercing gaze. It was that too-familiarized nickname he used that caused the thorns to unravel. Subtly, fingers squeeze into a tighter clutch around her leather-bound book. Kimiko hated that he was cocky enough to use a pet name-- further despised herself for not feeling immediate repulsion as a result. "Let me correct myself," A facetious little smile flashes across her face, showing a glimpse of her ivory canines. "I don't like arrogant vampires who help themselves to my company." The plastered smile falls away just as quickly as it came, a flippant bite in her tone as she corrects his previously flawed description of himself. "So what is it, then? Tell me what makes me so irresistible that you follow me down the alley." The glowing yellow streetlight at his back illuminates her features as she lifts her face and stares up at him almost expectantly. Kimiko wouldn't cower because she was no meal.

Continued from xxxx

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Damon’s smirk deepens as he shifts, pressing his shoulder against the wall beside her with an easy sort of arrogance. His sharp blue gaze flicks over her face, lingering on the deliberate tilt of her chin—the silent challenge laced in the gesture.

Oh, she was good.

He chuckles, low and knowing. "Yeah, see… I don’t buy that." His voice is smooth, edged with amusement, as if her answer was more of a game than a truth. He tilts his head slightly, watching her with the patience of someone who enjoys the chase.

"Because if that were true, sweetheart,” He continues, his smirk never faltering, "you wouldn’t have answered so fast.”

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He's not sure what demon possessed him to act so impulsively at her blunt answer, but he's not bothering to hold it back. Without hesitation, Shino releases his kikaichu swarm all over Kimiko, not to eat her chakra but simply... To swarm her. Just have his bugs on her. She doesn't like bugs? Then have bugs. "Relax." He even has the audacity to say.

[ a wild swarm appears! | @kikaichuno ] So judgement day had finally arrived. Kimiko had always known that hoping for a swift death was foolish. Considering the close calls she's had, the kunoichi had prepared herself for something more grueling; blood and viscera certainly involved. If she was lucky, maybe she could've bled out slowly somewhere quiet if only to allude to the façade of peace. But this hellish nightmare? It hadn't crossed her mind once. Did that make her the unimaginative sort? Someone was screaming, and it was most likely her considering how hoarse her throat felt. The sensation of beetles swarming her skin was akin to being engulfed. She never considered herself as having claustrophobia but this experience has certainly confirmed it. When the beetles finally cease, Kimiko finds herself flat on her stomach on the ground. Panting. Bleary-eyed. Defeated. Somehow still alive? Though wishing she weren't, if only to ensure she would never chance having that experience again. Her whole body shudders. "I'd much.. prefer.. amaterasu.." Breathless.

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❓+ do you like sarcastic broody vampires?

[ make kimi choose | @crowsalvation ] Lifting her chin just so, Kimiko cocks her head. As though tauntingly exposing her thrumming jugular. Cocking a single eyebrow to express her -feigned- response: unimpressed. If she'd never met one, how could she truly know? However, Kimiko knew herself to be a recluse. 'Liking' someone always came upon her suddenly, accidentally. Like tripping over some invisible object in the path. She disliked everyone she met; loathed some unfortunate few. It was only natural to her. "No." She answers smugly, like she hadn't given it any thought. Although the Tamashi had to answer the question, no one ever said she couldn't tell a lie.

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❓+ "Are you hiding something from me?"

[ make kimi confess | @xshadowrising ]

Already, the muscle in her jaw is flexing. Naturally, the Nara had to slice her through with his question. He was never known to mince words. Truly, when wasn't she hiding something from him? From anybody, for that matter-- in this regard, Shikamaru was not special. Since when was the Tamashi expected to wear her heart on her sleeve? How was anyone expected to survive if they shared their secrets, their vulnerabilities? It was true, she owed him a confession. But was it really her fault for not sharing if he hadn't specifically asked for details? That couldn't count as lying per se, but merely omitting the truth. All the same, her single word reply felt like it was choked past an unexpected tightening in her throat. "Yes."