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another great ship dynamic is "characters who are deeply traumatized and haunted by nightmares are finally able to get a peaceful night of sleep in each other's arms"

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childhood memories 

send me  ( humor )  for my muse to tell a joke they remember from their childhood 

send me  ( tears )  for my muse to discuss a childhood memory that makes them sad

send me  ( lost )  for my muse to talk about an item from childhood they wish they still had

send me  ( anger )  for my muse to discuss a memory from childhood that makes them mad

send me  ( smiles )  for my muse to talk about a childhood memory that makes them happy

send me  ( rage )   for my muse to talk about how anger affected them throughout their childhood 

send me  ( doubt )  for my muse to discuss a time they weren’t believed as a child, due to their age

send me  ( taught )  for my muse to talk about a time in their childhood when they learned a valuable lesson

send me  ( memento )  for my muse to talk about an item they still carry with them from childhood, and its significance 

send me  ( discipline )  for my muse to talk about how the way their parent(s) / guardian raised them has affected their life, now 

send me  ( rose tinted )  for my muse to talk about a childhood memory they used to view as positive, but now see as negative 

send me  ( inspiration  )   for my muse to talk about someone they knew as a child who inspired them to be who they are, currently

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argumentative, confrontational dialogue … sentence starters

“Just open up. For once.”

“Oh my god, just grow up!”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“Stop it, you’re being childish!”

“I told you I’m fine, stop asking.”

“Shut up! Shut up! Just shut up!”

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Don’t you owe me an explanation?”

“Why don’t you ever listen to anyone?”

“I’m so tired of listening to you lie, lie lie!”

“Stop, I don’t want to argue. Just let it go.”

“Stop talking down to me. I’ve had enough.”

“Why are you sneaking around here like that?”

“What made you think that any of this was ok?”

“Why… why would you say something like that?”

“Don’t tell me you’re happy. I can see you’re not.”

“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do. Start talking.”

“You’re not perfect! Stop pretending that you are!”

“Why does everything have to be a fight with you?”

“Have you ever told the truth about anything, ever?”

“Talk to me. That’s all I want. Just talk to me, please!”

“Just keep your mouth shut for one second. Just one.”

“Why are you acting like this? What’s gotten into you?”

“You expect me to believe you? After all you’ve done?”

“Can’t you just give it to me straight, for once in your life?”

“Tell me what’s been going on. I deserve that much from you.”

“Why are you always trying to stick your nose in my business?”

“You can’t keep secrets from everyone and expect them to trust you.”

“Something’s up with you, and I’m not letting you go until you tell me what it is.”

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romeo’s words shouldn’t have been that surprising. it was the kind of reaction cain usually went for, and a relatively tame one at that; certainly warranted, too. coming from his brother, however, the words blindsided cain. romeo had never spoken to him so clearly intending to wound. and, even if the insult made no real sense, the intention was enough to render cain speechless for a moment— no small feat. cain scoffed, shaking his head as he turned his back to romeo. "you're fucking unreal," he said, nearly melting with relief when he finally spotted his lighter on the windowsill. he lit up his cigarette, taking a long drag both to spite romeo and to be able to stand him. he turned to face romeo again, feeling slightly steadier, though it didn't last long. "who are you to talk about me being a fuck up? you don't even know me! you don't know anything about my life!" cain thought he had a pretty solid point, but the inside of his fridge didn't really help his case. "hey, excuse me—" he said, rushing toward romeo to slam the fridge door in front of him. "you can drink tap. or is that not fancy enough for you? should i have my butler send for evian?"

"cute. aren't you embarrassed of being someone's little side bitch?" romeo snapped, trying to hide how much cain's jab actually hurt. "i thought you quit smoking that shit." he said, twisting on the couch. he wanted to get up and take the cigarette out of cain's mouth, and he wanted to punch jude, and he wanted so desperately bad for cain to have a better outcome than he did. "yeah, it does make me qualified to give good fucking advice, actually. i don't need you ending up as a fuck up either." romeo stood up abruptly, pacing towards cain's kitchen. he needed a drink, which he couldn't have unless he wanted to go back to jail. instead, he opened the fridge and started to rummage it for some cold water. "your fridge is empty." he announced. "where do you keep your water?"

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❛ was that your first kiss? ❜ / zeus & james

“no,” james said, too quickly to be at all convincing, ears burning bright red. “i mean, kind of. i-i mean… yeah.” he laughed a little, a bit light-headed. “was it— was it okay? cause i... kinda wanna do it again. if you do.”

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❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜ / santi & angel

“don’t fucking tell me what to do,” angel said before doing exactly as told, grabbing santiago’s face to press their mouths together in a bruising, desperate kiss as if it was the last thing either of them would ever do. it wasn’t that far from the truth— angel's one week was nearly up; any time now captain barton would assemble the crew to announce which of them would be thrown overboard. when they broke apart, angel couldn't bring himself to open his eyes, to acknowledge reality. he rested his forehead against santiago's as they regained their breath, warding off thoughts of what came next. "just so you know, i was going to do that anyway."

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the violently protective … sentence starters  lots of mentions of violence and death throughout 

the protector 

“Of course I killed them. they hurt you.”

“They made you cry…? Where are they?”

“Don’t feel sorry for them, they deserved it.”

“Don’t worry, they won’t be bothering you, again.”

“These bruises are worth it to make sure you’re safe.”

“Why would you want to protect them? They hurt you.”

“Who did this to you? No, don’t lie to me… who did this?”

“If they even step foot near you, again, I’ll take care of it…”

“No, they don’t deserve any mercy. Not after they hurt you.”

“I swear to god, I’m going to rip him/her/them apart for this.”

“Stop? Why? Don’t you want them to pay for what they did to you?”

the protected 

“Make them hurt for this… please.”

“Stop! Stop, don’t hurt him/her/them!”

“There. That’s the one who did this to me.”

“Violence doesn’t solve anything, just let this be.”

“They made me bleed. Maybe you should return the favor.”

“I don’t want them dead, I just want them to leave me alone.”

“Why did you do this? Why…? I never asked you to fight them.”

“No, I don’t want you to fight them for me. It’s not that big a deal.”

“I don’t care what you do to them, just keep them away from me.”

“I’m not worth you risking your life for… for what? Getting even for me?”

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enemies to…. friends? allies??  … sentence starters

“Don’t touch me. You still make me sick.”

“Fine. Come with. Just stay out of my way.”

“I didn’t even need your help. You can go, now.”

“I didn’t want to admit it, but you were good in a fight.”

“Yeah, you’re funny. You’re also still a pain in my ass.”

“I think they lied to us. We aren’t that different, after all.”

“I hated you. I think I still hate you. But, I need your help.”

“If I have to rely on you for this, will I be able to trust you?”

“This doesn’t mean I like you. I still think you’re insufferable.”

“Is this what your friends always have to deal with? I pity them.”

“No, no, don’t you die, now, I just started being able to tolerate you!”

“You have a point. And that might be the scariest thing I’ve ever said.”

“Don’t get the wrong idea. You still disgust me. But you can be useful.”

“Seriously? You’re gonna finally win me over, then go get hurt like that?”

“Maybe… okay, hear me out, maybe we do have something in common.”

“You think this puts us on good terms? You’re still the enemy. You were just convenient.”

“You’re a lot different than I thought you would be. Still not sure if that’s good or bad, yet.”

“I didn’t think you’d be able to change my mind, but now I’m thinking things I never would’ve.”

“Don’t look at me, don’t talk to me, don’t touch me. Let’s get this mission over with, then never acknowledge my existence, again, got it?”

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send me   ‘ kisses ‘   and i’ll generate a number for how / where my muse kisses yours

add   ‘reverse’  to the ask for the positions to be reversed

1. a kiss to the palm

2. a peck on the lips

3. a sad kiss goodbye

4. a peck on the cheek

5. a kiss on an old scar

6. a kiss to the knuckles

7. a kiss to the forehead

8. a kiss on a healing bruise

9. an excited kiss as a reunion 

10. a kiss to the top of the head

11. a kiss on a bandaged wound

12. a stolen kiss somewhere public

13. a sleepy kiss in the early morning 

14. a deep, passionate kiss on the lips

15. a kiss goodnight after a date gone well

16. a desperate kiss to your wounded muse

17. and awkward kiss after a date gone wrong

18. a lot of laughing, little kisses across the face

19. a kiss on the shoulder while hugging from behind 

20. a gentle kiss while slow-dancing together in the dark

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❛ do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? ❜ / zeus & yelena

"you should ask her," yelena said, reaching for the pack of cigarettes tucked away in the corner of her bedside table drawer. she placed one between her lips then quickly put the rest away before the kid could get any ideas and ask for one. "i know i'm jealous of all that peace and quiet."

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darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ���

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

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&. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  fluffy  dialogue  prompts  so  soft,  so  sweet,  just  for  you!  )

❛ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay. ❜

❛ there it is, there’s that smile! ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ aw, did you miss me? ❜

❛ you’re lucky that you’re cute. ❜

❛ wait, you think i’m cute? ❜

❛ you’re not alone. you never were. ❜

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

❛ good morning, sleeping beauty. ❜

❛ it’s better with you here. ❜

❛ don’t worry, i’m staying right here. ❜

❛ you’re welcome to stay, if you want. ❜

❛ don’t be a stranger, okay? ❜

❛ i haven’t laughed like this in a long time. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ you can hold my hand, if you want. ❜

❛ i knew you would be here. ❜

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

❛ before you do anything, try this and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ wow i really can’t speak, huh? must be because of how pretty you look. ❜

❛ we can order pizza, watch a movie, whatever you want. ❜

❛ what, am i not allowed to look at you? ❜

❛ i’m not giving up on you. ❜

❛ is that my shirt? ❜

❛ this is a good look for you. ❜

❛ pinky promise? ❜

❛ c’mere, you. ❜

❛ honey, i’m home! ❜

❛ you remembered? ❜

❛ you’re my family too. ❜

❛ let’s go somewhere, just you and me. ❜

❛ i’m here for you. don’t forget that. ❜

❛ you’re the only thing that matters. ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ i was worried something happened to you. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ relationships are built on trust, and i trust you. ❜

❛ you always see the good in people. even me. ❜

❛ do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? ❜

❛ nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! ❜

❛ thanks to you, i know what it means to love again. ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ i’m just glad you’re okay. ❜

❛ here we are, home sweet home. ❜

❛ thanks for being here with me. ❜

❛ seeing you happy is all that matters. ❜

❛ keep it. it looks better on you. ❜

❛ i couldn’t stop missing you if i tried. ❜

❛ you feel like home to me. ❜

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god id wish youd shut the fuck up

wish denied

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TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET as Lee in Bones and All (2022) 

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"at least i have your jokes to keep me entertained," angel deadpanned, scanning his surroundings for a new tool he could use to pick the cuffs. his eyes landed on a pen off to the side of the room, but santiago's question quickly made him forget all about it. angel frowned. "i don't think my self-worth has anything to do with it," he said, ignoring the burning cold in his chest to focus on the fresh wave of potential escape plans rushing through his mind instead. "so, what? you're going to, like, sell me? is that it?"

"no. i got them at your mom's." santiago replied. he was so. fucking. tired. and yet, if angel was up and talking, santi knew better than to let his guard down. he'd be of no use to his son if he was dead, and it certainly would be quite the dishonor to be killed by the beanpole in fuzzy handcuffs. "what makes you think that?" he asked, trying to find something to distract himself with. he hadn't spoken with céline and ripley on how much information they'd share with their hostage, but santiago figured angel had some idea on why he was there. "don't think you're valuable enough for us to get a good sum on your head?"

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guy after having a completely normal social interaction: i made things weird again and they hate me