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"One devil meets another." Damien had a polite smile. In the back of his mind, he supposed he always knew of other demons making other human-like children. He liked to believe he was the most well known and respected. Certainly none of his cultists recognized any others. They were very devoted, this was a fact he was proud of.
They were alone in his office. He wasn't concerned with pretending here. Harvey was good about keeping Damien's private business exactly that -- private. He's standing, leaning back against his desk with open posture.
"I hope we can forgo the act and get right to it. It's not often I meet people like myself. I suppose I'm a little excited." His tone has an edge of intimidation, he feels a great need to be the superior of the two.
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i can go anywhere i want, just not home. - Loki @ Archer
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Archer crosses his legs. “Many people have toxic home environments. Unfortunately, it’s not unusual for people to have to leave home and cut ties with their family. What do you imagine would happen if you went back home?”
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i’ve been having a hard time adjusting - Jord @ Nik
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Nikandros has never liked Veretians. Never. He especially doesn’t like the new king of Vere, no matter what Damen says. That said, he likes Jord. Sort of. As much as any Akielon can like a Veretian.
He clasps a hand to his shoulder. “It gets easier. The kings trust you, must be for a reason.”
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“Rosemary, do you know anything about witches?” - Suzy
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Rosemary’s lips tugged down into a hard frown. Her body felt hot and numb and tingled, all at the same time. She touches a hand to her chest. “Do I know anything about witches?” she says, a hint of terror in her voice, “Why? Where are they?”
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𝑇𝐴𝑌𝐿𝑂𝑅 𝑆𝑊𝐼𝐹𝑇 - ’ 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑘𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒 ‘
Below is a collection of lyric starters taken from Taylor Swift’s eighth album ‘folklore’.
The album holds references to: sex, alcohol, blood, depression, warfare, toxic relationships, medical failure, death as well as lines that could be taken as suicidal thoughts and parental abuse — so please be mindful if you are sensitive to these subjects. All lyrics are posted as written on the album, but feel free to change pronouns or words to fit your purposes.
i’m doing good, i’m on some new shit.
i thought I saw you at the bus stop
the greatest films of all time were never made
if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed
we were something, don’t you think so?
if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you
in my defense, i have none for never leaving well enough alone
it would’ve been fun if you would’ve been the one
you know the greatest loves of all time are over now
if one thing had been different would everything be different today?
when you are young, they assume you know nothing
i felt like I was an old cardigan
a friend to all is a friend to none
to kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed
you drew stars around my scars but now I’m bleedin'
i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs
cause i knew everything when I was young
i knew i’d curse you for the longest time
i knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired and you’d be standin’ in my front porch light
i knew you’d come back to me
the wedding was charming, if a little gauche
there goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen
who knows, if she never showed up, what could’ve been
she had a marvelous time ruining everything
there goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen
i had a marvelous time ruining everything
i can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body
it took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it
you were my town, now I’m in exile
i can see you starin’, honey, like he’s just your understudy
I’m not your problem anymore, so who am i offending now?
there is no amount of crying i can do for you
you didn’t even hear me out
you didn’t even see the signs
cause you never gave a warning sign
i gave so many signs
if I’m on fire, you'll be made of ashes, too
even on my worst day, did i deserve, babe, all the hell you gave me?
cause i loved you, i swear i loved you til my dying day
i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace
if I’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?
you wear the same jewels that i gave you as you bury me
you know i didn’t want to have to haunt you
when i’d fight, you used to tell me i was brave
and i can go anywhere i want just not home
you can aim for my heart, go for blood but you would still miss me in your bones
you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same
i’ll show you every version of yourself tonight
i want you to know i’m a mirrorball, i can change everything about me to fit in
i’m still a believer, but i don’t know why
are there still beautiful things?
and though i can’t recall your face i still got love for you
love you to the moon and to saturn
i think your house is haunted. your dad is always mad and that must be why
i think you should come live with me
never have i ever before
will you call when you’re back at school?
i remember thinkin’ i had you
for me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all
so much for summer love
you weren’t mine to lose
i can see us twisted in bed sheets
i’ve been having a hard time adjusting
i didn't know if you’d care if i came back
i just wanted you to know that this is me trying
pulled the car off the road to the lookout, could’ve followed my fears all the way down
they told me all of my cages were mental, so i got wasted like all my potential
my words shoot to kill when i’m mad, i have a lot of regrets about that
it’s hard to be at a party when i feel like an open wound
that’s the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and longing stares, it’s born from just one single glance but it dies a million little times
you showed me colors you know i can’t see with anyone else
don’t call me “kid,”
don’t call me “baby”
you taught me a secret language i can’t speak with anyone else
you know damn well, for you, i would ruin myself a million little times
were there clues i didn’t see?
isn’t it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?
time cutting me open, then healing me fine
what did you think i’d say to that?
fuck you forever
every time you call me crazy, i get more crazy
when you say i seem angry, i get more angry
it’s obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together
i’m taking my time cause you took everything from me
sir, i think he’s bleeding out
you dream of some epiphany, just one single glimpse of relief to make some sense of what you’ve seen
doc, i think she’s crashing out
some things you just can’t speak about
i won’t make assumptions about why you switched your homeroom but i think it’s ‘cause of me
the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you
would you trust me if i told you it was just a summer thing?
i don’t know anything but i know i miss you
if i just showed up at your party, would you have me?
our coming-of-age has come and gone
i never had the courage of my convictions
i could never give you peace
i’m a fire and i'll keep your brittle heart warm if your cascade, ocean wave blues come
all these people think love’s for show but i would die for you in secret
would it be enough if i could never give you peace?
your integrity makes me seem small
i’d give you my sunshine, give you my best but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standin’ with me
you know i left a part of me back in new york
you knew the hero died so what’s the movie for?
darling, this was just as hard as when they pulled me apart
don’t want no other shade of blue but you. no other sadness in the world would do
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suspiria (1977) sentence meme. feel free to alter pronouns, etc. to fit your muse.

“Has it been raining this hard for long?”
“I’m going away forever.”
“I always got kicked out of school, beginning in kindergarten.”
“It’s useless to try and explain it to you. You wouldn’t understand. It all seems so absurd.. so fantastic.”
“You have to tell me all about it.”
“Who said that to you?”
“I only saw her for a minute in the middle of a storm.”
“We don’t teach how to __ here, because we presume that our students already know how to do that.”
“He’s really ugly, isn’t he? Don’t be afraid to say so.”
“Where are we going?”
“Don’t get hot under the collar.”
“That’s how people are here.”
“I once read that names which begin with the letter ‘s’ are the names of snakes.”
“My room is really pretty.”
“I can’t even think about it.”
“She was acting very strange, mumbling to herself.”
“God, was she difficult. She was always arguing, causing trouble.”
“She was a busybody, it would be easy for her to find out one of us was in a jam.”
“I didn’t think it was so important.”
“I had no idea you were so strong-willed. I can see that once you make up your mind about something, nothing will change it for you. My compliments.”
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charls:
“lamen! why are you dressed like the king??” could it be that he had been wrong? was lamen neither a cloth merchant, nor a cloth merchant’s assistant, nor the new king’s private companion… but the king of akielos? he thinks back to some of the things he’d said over the past few weeks & DESPERATELY hopes this is simply another disguise.
Damen pauses for a moment. Laurent is snickering. It makes him huff out a laugh, too. “Because I am the king. I’m happy to say the King of Vere is not having an affair with a cloth merchant nor his assistant. At least not to my knowledge.” He swears Laurent is laughing even harder.
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LAURENT:
he can’t think, can’t think, can’t do ANYTHING but gape at him. he closes his eyes, opens them. blinks again, willing the image to change, willing it to be nothing but a dream, but it’s a foolish thought. I can’t trust anyone else, he’d said before, to stand up to me when I’m like this. how stupid had he been? how stupid must damianos think him, to have looked his brother’s murderer in the eye & told him that he was the only person he could trust?
“& you thought,” he says in a terrible voice, “no doubt, that I would welcome you with open arms?” he looks, for all the world, like a man in the grip of nausea. despite that, & despite the knife wound in his shoulder, he manages to hold himself erect. he will not give him the satisfaction of seeing him break. ( he thinks, not for the first time, of his brother’s body, cold & still in death; he thinks of the promise he’d made, then, that he would avenge him ). “after you deceived me? after you KILLED–?” his voice does break, now, just briefly. he can’t hide it. “you killed him & then you seduced me. count yourself lucky that I’ve not run you through with my sword.”
He stands firm. Laurent’s words are from an emotional place, he’s aware. They’re justified. Because of this, he stays a comfortable distance away from him. He lingers by the entrance of the tent, allowing a safe clearance between them. If Laurent decided to make good on his word and run him through, he could move out of the way in time.
Regardless of this, his words make him feel heavy. “You must understand why I did not tell you who I was. How would you have reacted, seeing me the first time, knowing who I was? How would any Veretian have reacted?” He held his hands out. “You wouldn’t have brought me with you to the border, you wouldn’t have considered my input, and you wouldn’t have gotten this far.”
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“you took everything from me” - Laurent @ Damen in the Sad AU
He clenched his fists tight. “I was intending to tell you. Once I returned to Akielos and reclaimed my throne, I would have come back to you. As a king. An ally.”
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stay. - laurent @ damen in the angsty au we’ve been discussing lmao
Frowning, he lingered at the entrance of the tent. Laurent’s jacket was half-open, his shirt peaking through. His knee was pulled up, and he rested his cheek there. He looked youthful and bright like this, compared to the hard edge and calculating gaze he occasionally carried in Arles.
He stepped back inside. “Do you need me to tend to you?”
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[image: damen and laurent surrounded by flowers. damen is holding laurent with his hand on his back. laurent is nuzzling damen’s hair. laurent has long hair half up in a braid.]
everything he knew was gone, but that this was here, in its place, this one bright thing.
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would you want me? - laurent @ damen
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He thinks it will always leave him breathless. Seeing Laurent so open and so sweet. They'd been talking about Auguste, which led to them mutually daydreaming of a world where their countries could have been allies from the beginning. No wars, no death. Laurent believed Damen and Auguste would have been friends. Damen wishes he knew him well enough to agree or disagree.
"Would he mind if a friend courted his little brother?" Damen had asked. It made Laurent blush, like it had the first time he'd ever said it. "Would you want me?" he'd asked.
"You know I would."
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taylor swift * folklore starters
THE 1
i’m doing good, i’m on some new shit
and if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed
but we were something, don’t you think so?
and if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you
in my defence, i have none
but it would’ve been fun if you would’ve been the one
if one thing had been different, would everything be different today
CARDIGAN
when you are young they assume you know nothing
i knew you
baby kiss it better
you put me on and said i was your favourite
a friend to all is a friend to none
chase two girls, lose the one
you drew stars around my scars
but now i’m bleeding
tried to change the ending
i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs
cause i knew everything when i was young
and i knew you’d come back to me
THE LAST GREAT AMERICAN DYNASTY
how did a middle class divorcée do it?
there’s only so far new money goes
their parties were tasteful, if a little loud
there goes the last great american dynasty
who knows, if she never showed up what could’ve been
she had a marvellous time ruining everything
there goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen
she stole his dog and dyed it key lime green
i had a marvellous time ruining everything
EXILE
i can see you standin’ honey
and it took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it
i think i’ve seen this film before
you’re not my homeland anymore
now i’m in exile seein’ you out
i can see you starin’ honey
like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me
those eyes add insult to injury
i’m not your problem anymore
so who am i offending now?
we always walked a very thin line
you didn’t even hear me out
i never learned to read your mind
MY TEARS RICOCHET
even on my worst day, did i deserve babe, all the hell you gave me?
i swear i loved you
i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace
and if i’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?
you know i didn’t want to have to haunt you
cause when i’d fight, you used to tell me i was brave
and i can go anywhere i want, just not home
you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same
you turned into your worst fears
MIRRORBALL
and when i break, it’s in a million pieces
hush
you’ll find me on my tallest tiptoes spinning in my highest heels
i know they said the end is near
i can change everything about me to fit in
i’m still trying everything to get you laughing at me
i’m still a believer but i don’t know why
SEVEN
please picture me in the trees
i was too scared to jump in
are there still beautiful things?
cross your heart, won’t tell no other
and thought i can’t recall your face, i still got love for you
love you to the moon and to saturn
and i’ve been meaning to tell you
i think your house is haunted
i used to scream ferociously
AUGUST
i never needed anything more
are you sure?
never have i ever before
cause it was never mine
and i can see us twisted in bedsheets
cause you were never mine
i remember thinking i had you
wanting was enough
for me, it was enough
so much for summer love, and saying “us”
cause you weren’t mine to lose
THIS IS ME TRYING
i’ve been having a hard time adjusting
i didn’t know if you’d care if i came back
i have a lot of regrets about that
and maybe i don’t quite know what to say
i just wanted you to know that this is me trying
they told me all of my cages were mental
so i got wasted like all my potential
i was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere
but i didn’t pour the whiskey
at least i’m trying
it’s hard to be anywhere these days
ILLICIT AFFAIRS
make sure nobody sees you leave
tell your friends you’re out for a run
take the road less travelled by
and that’s the thing about illicit affairs
like you don’t even exist
but they lie, and they lie, and they lie, a million little times
don’t call me kid
don’t call me baby
look at this godforsaken mess that you made me
for you, i would ruin myself
INVISIBLE STRING
i used to think i would meet somebody there
were there clues i didn’t see?
all along, there was some invisible string tying you to me
you ate at my favourite spot for dinner
something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
one single thread of gold tied me to you
hell was the journey but it brought me heaven
MAD WOMAN
what did you think i’d say to that?
what do you sing on your drive home?
every time you call me crazy, i get more crazy
and when you say i seem angry, i get more angry
what a shame, she went mad
no one likes a mad woman
you made her like that
it’s obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together
cause you took everything from me
the master of spin has a couple side flings
good wives always know
EPIPHANY
just a flesh wound
___, i think he’s bleedin’ out
something med school did not cover
doc, i think she’s crashin’ out
and some things you just can’t speak about
to make some sense of what you’ve seen
BETTY
but i think it’s cause of me
it’s like i couldn’t breathe
you can’t believe a word she says
the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you
would you have me?
would you want me?
would you tell me to go straight to hell?
i’m only seventeen, i don’t know anything
but i know i miss you
just thinking of you
i dreamt of you all summer long
the only thing i wanna do is make it up to you
PEACE
i never had the courage of my convictions
as long as danger is near
but i would die for you in secret
the devil’s in the details
but you got a friend in me
your integrity makes me seem small
and you know that i’d swing with you for the fences
and you know that i’d sit with you in the trenches
and you know that i’d give you my wild
and you know that i’d give you my child
is it enough?
all these people think love’s for show
would it be enough if i could never give you peace?
HOAX
this has broken me down
stood on the cliffside screaming “give me a reason”
your faithless love’s the only hoax i believe in
don’t want no other shade of blue but you
i am ash from your fire
you know i left a part of me back in new york
you knew the hero died, so what’s the movie for
you knew it still hurts underneath my scares
you knew you won, so what’s the point of keeping score?
darling, this was just as hard
you have beaten my heart
no other sadness in the world would do
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it’s okay. i’ve got you. - laurent @ damen @ncxtchpt
He's wobbly to stand. After being bed-ridden for so long, his body feels heavy and weak. Laurent has his hands on his bicep, keeping him balanced as he stands up from the bed. It's a rare sweetness that he's coming to see more frequently, after the trial.
Once he's found his footing and successfully made it up off the bed, he reaches up with his other hand to touch Laurent's. "I won't fall," he says, "If I do, I'm sure Paschal has a salve for me."
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it reminded me of you. - estella @ pip @ncxtchpt
The deck of playing cards in her hands is creased and well-used. He sees the memory she's talking about --- the two of them playing in that dark room while she insists that he was playing the game wrong. It had bothered him at the time. Perhaps now, it bothers him still, though the discomfort is from a different place. Still, a lingering bit of shame, he doesn't think that will ever truly go away. But also for the little girl he loved so dearly, being groomed in a way he didn't understand at the time.
He closes his hands over hers and touches his fingertips to the deck of cards. The touch is something he would have only dreamed of years ago, couldn't have imagined back at the house playing games. "Perhaps we should play. What do you think?"
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you’re my best friend. you always have been. - crowley @ zira
It's a conflicting idea. It was not supposed to be this way, and yet it was. And it happened so naturally. They were intended to be enemies, they both knew this. But Crowley pushes his boundaries, teeters on the edge of inappropriate and sometimes tips over. It took all of Aziraphale's restraint to push him away, back to that edge. And yet, it was true.
"We're natural enemies," he insisted, though the argument wasn't very strong in his voice, "We aren't friends." He couldn't decide if he was trying to convince Crowley or himself. Either way, the words tumbled out meekly.
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