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The Phantom of the Opera {Sentence Starters}
“It frightens me.”
“Don’t be frightened.”
“Let me be your freedom.”
“I’m here, nothing can harm you.”
“Love me… that’s all I ask of you.”
“You’re safe, no one will find you.”
“My power over you grows stronger, yet.”
“You try my patience. Make your choice!”
“I had rather hoped that you would come.“
“The world showed no compassion to me!“
“Did you think that I had left you for good?“
“Where in the world have you been hiding?”
“Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation.”
“Say you need me with you now and always.”
“Sing once again with me… Our strange duet.”
“Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before.”
“Hide your face so the world will never find you.”
“Those who have seen your face draw back in fear.”
“Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams.”
“No more talk of darkness. Forget these wide-eyed fears.”
“Think of me, think of me fondly, when we’ve said goodbye.”
“I’m here with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.”
“And now, how you’ve repaid me… denied me and betrayed me.”
“Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination.”
((Wtf. It's not even Munday. Anyway, this is my mashup of Just Like Jesse James/Burning Love. In my defense Cher makes an Elvis reference soooo?))
Send "be honest" followed by a question and my muse will be forced to answer with 100% honesty
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
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“Thought it had something to do with standing still and looking quite pretty,” she quipped, though her tone was less amused.
There would be no betrayal in kissing Centossa – the closest she had to a lover had proven time and time again that monogamy was little more than a quaint antiquity, far below him and his lifestyle. She need not ever mention it to him, for all the damns he might give about her kissing other men. Perhaps he could rejoice in their both being greedy, if he misunderstood the situation.
Regardless of what might be thought in the aftermath, Julia leaned in close, keeping her eyes chaste as she focused on the curve of her partners lips.
“I hate you,” she breathed in the moment before impact.
He did not taste bitter like Vladimir, who always reminded her of biting into dark chocolate. There was something cleaner about Centossa – and of course there was. It was not the worst intimacy she had experienced, but she hated it all the same.
The ball was now, firmly, in his court, an idea that made her toes curl not out of anticipation, but utter displeasure.
Though he’d never admit it, it was as if he had kissed a corpse. Her lips were so cold and thin with displeasure. Her perfume was rich and heavy as it closed around him, as if Julia was masking the scent of death on her bones.
Centossa didn’t despise intimacy the way his comrade did. He just never really felt it. True romanticism was nothing he had ever tried outside of espionage. Intimacy was merely a tool that the agent used.
He pulled away sharply as a loud knock rang against the window. The officer’s disapproving eyes peered through the window at them. Centossa turned away from Julia as the door opened.
“Alright, alright, cut it out,” the officer commanded. He gestured to Centossa. “What’s going on here?”
“Well, sir. It’s our honeymoon,” Centossa lied. “I’m afraid that my dearest maybe had a bit too much wine. We were on our way back to the hotel just to get out of everyone’s hair. You understand, of course?”
He glanced down at the officer’s wedding ring. The officer then sheepishly admired his ring.
“Ah, yes. I suppose so. Wives, huh?” the officer chuckled. “Let me talk to the boys, and we’ll sort this all out.”
Centossa smirked at Julia as the cop left.
“If you play your cards right, Mayfair, you can charm your way out of anything.”
Interrogating Starters
"Why do you look like that?"
"What kind of flowers do you like?"
"What's your favorite color?"
"Where can I grab an ice cream around here?"
"How often do you come here?"
"How old are you?"
"Do you by any chance know someone by the name of ____?"
"Why are you running away?"
"Can I follow you?"
"Why can't I go over there?"
"Do you have any pets?"
"What's your favorite ice cream flavor?"
"What's your favorite band?"
"Why can't you just shut up?"
"Where exactly is this place?"
"Why can't you just tell me how you feel?"
"How come you always ignore me?"
"Why can't you just face the truth?"
"Why do you keep ignoring your family?"
"When will you learn?"
"Why can't you keep this one secret?"
"Why do you keep questioning me?"
"What did the doctors say?"
"Do you know will you get better?"
"Do you know how many people are out there?"
"Why won't you listen to me?"
"Why won't you listen to our advice?"
"What part of be quiet do you not understand?"
((So. It's almost 2:00 am, and I almost woke everyone up bc I accidentally hollered, "Thirst Aid Kit" bc I was about to laugh. It was so loud. My ears are still ringing.))
╳ Flaws
moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky
♔ Strengths
honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm
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Daddy? I had a bad dream… ~Victoria
He was up the moment she opened the door. The clock read 5:49 AM. Of course it was. All the lights between Victoria’s room and his were brightly lit. He sat up a bit, trying to mask his sleepiness to give Victoria his undivided attention.
Centossa searched his daughter’s face. Her big, blue eyes were watery, and her round, pale face was tearstained. Victoria heaved a shaky sigh, her little lips were pouted. He beckoned her over, letting her crawl underneath the sheets. She curled up against his chest, trembling in his embrace.
“It’s okay, my love. You’re alright,” he cooed, stroking her hair. “I’m here. I’ll keep you safe.”
“M’kay,” she sniffled.
“What was this dream about?” Centossa asked, brushing away her tears. It seemed to be the wrong thing to ask, as it opened up another wave of tears. “Okay! Okay... I don’t need to know.”
“Are- are there bears in London?” Victoria inquired.
“Bears? I don’t think so,” he replied. “Maybe in the zoos and circus, but not in London.”
“Do you know how to fight a bear?” her tears seemed to cease. “Have you taken a class?”
“Um. Well, I never took a class- but, I know how to protect us,” he replied. “Shall I teach you in the morning?”
“Yes, please,” her little voice was a bit calmer. He chuckled quietly.
“Alright then. Get some sleep, V.”
“Can I sleep in here? Pleeeeeeeease?” she pleaded. He smiled and kissed her forehead.
“Sure, but you need to rest,” he told her.
“Okay...” there was a moment of silence. “Hey, Daddy?”
“Goodnight, V,” he smirked.
If They Had A Kid... (Meme)
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First Meeting Starters
Send “First meeting+a symbol” for a starter of our muses meeting for the first time.
🏥 Our muses meet at a hospital
🏘️ Our muses to meet as new roommates
🏣 Our muses to meet at a post office
🏢 Out muses to meet at a office
🏨 Our muses to meet at a hotel
🏩 Our muses to meet at a ‘special’ hotel (nsfw possibly)
🏪 Our muses to meet at a store
🏫 Our muses to meet at college
💒 Our muses to meet at a wedding
🏞️ Our muses to meet at a park
🏔️ Our muses to meet at a winter resort
⛩️ Our muses to meet at a festival
🎡 Our muses to meet at a carnival
🚉 Our muses to meet at a train station
🚆 Our muses to meet on a train
🚌 Our muses to meet on a bus
🚑 Our muses to meet on an ambulance
🚒 Our muses to meet at a fire station
🚓 Our muses to meet at a police station
🚕 Our muses to meet in a taxi
🚢 Our muses to meet on a ship
✈️ Our muses to meet on a plane
⛱️ Our muses to meet at a beach
🎭 Our muses to meet at a theater
🎪 Our muses to meet at a circus
🎨 Our muses to meet at an art show
🏆 Our muses to meet at an awards ceremony
🏅 Our muses to meet at a sports competition
⚽ Our muses to meet at a sporting event
🎮 Our muses to meet at a gaming event
🎼 Our muses to meet at a music store
🎤 Our muses to meet at a karaoke place
🎸 Our muses to meet at a concert
🎬 Our muses to meet at a set of a movie
🃏 Our muses to meet at a casino
🎦 Our muses to meet at a movie
🍽️ Our muses to meet at a restaurant
☕ Our muses to meet at a cafe
🐈 Our muses to meet at a pet store
🎂 Our muses to meet at a birthday party
🎃 Our muses to meet on Halloween
🕸️ Our muses to meet at a Halloween party
🦃 Our muses to meet on Thanksgiving
🍁 Our muses to meet at a fall festival
🎅 Our muses to meet at at a Christmas party
🎄 Our muses to meet on Christmas
🏮 Our muses to meet at a Chinese New Years party
🍾 Our muses to meet on New Years
🥂 Our muses to meet at a New Years party
💘 Our muses to meet on Valentine’s Day
💟 Our muses to meet at a Valentine’s party
🐰 Our muses to meet on Easter
🎆 Our muses to meet on the fourth of July
🎓 Our muses to meet at a graduation party
🎉 Our muses to meet at a party
🍼 Our muses to meet at a baby shower
💍 Our muses to meet at an engagement party
💞 Our muses to meet at a speed dating event
Hello Dolly Starters Part 2
Feel free to change sentences as needed!
Elegance
“We got elegance”
“Exercise your wildest whims tonight”
“Could they be misleading us?”
“Don’t speak of it”
“We were born with elegance”
Love Is Only Love
“It won’t be like the first time”
“Don’t look for shooting stars”
“Don’t listen for those bells”
“If it’s love you’ve found, your heart won’t hear a sound”
“Love is only love, and it’s wonderful enough”
Hello Dolly
"Well hello _”
“It’s so nice to be back home where I belong”
“You’re still glowing”
“You’re still going strong”
“The band’s playing one of my old favorite songs from way back when”
“Find me an empty lap”
“You’re looking swell, _”
“I’m staying where I’m at”
“Tomorrow will be brighter than the good old days”
“You still get glances from us handsome men”
It Only Takes A Moment
"It only takes a moment for your eyes to meet”
“Your heart knows in a moment”
“You will never be alone again”
“It only takes a moment to be loved a whole life long”
“He held me for a moment”
“And that is all that love’s about”
“We’ll recall when time runs out”
So Long Dearie
"Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye!”
“Don’t try to stop me, ___, please!”
“You ain’t gonna see me anymore”
“Don’t you come a-knocking on my door”
“I told you so”
“You’ve treated me so rotten and rough”
“I’ve had enough of feeling low”
“So long dearie”
“I’m gonna learn to dance and drink and smoke a cigarette”
“I’m going as far away from ___ as a girl can get!”
“I should have said so long so long ago”
Finale
"It’s so nice to have you here where you belong, __”
“I never knew without you, __, life was awfully flat, and more than that, was awfully wrong”
Sometimes it felt like Centossa was dealing with children. His whole life felt like he was a babysitter. To some, Centossa was a control-freak, but to himself, he was more rational than most. He tapped his fingers against his desk, looking up at War sternly.
“Where were you?” he interrogated. “It’s dangerous to be alone at this time of night with a dead phone.”
@enduredxdefiance cont. from X
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Shutting her eyes and exhaling slowly as he used her legal name, she licked the back of her teeth irritably. There was no reason for it, of course, Centossa was her one ticket out of this situation, but her foul mood was only worsening as time dragged on. Christ only knew where their target had escaped to in the time between last sighting and this nonsense. Canting her head to the side as Centossa finally found his voice again, her blue eyes gleamed desperately in the shade of the car.
“Try me,” she offered, never realizing how ironic the statement would become.
Obedient, she slid the silver band from her right ring finger to her left with only mild fumbling. Furrowing her brow, the Russian wondered if she had locked into the same frequency that her partner was operating on. The longer Centossa talked, the more she realized that she was, and the prospect was absolutely mollifying. Even she had not considered selling the facade with intimacy, not when they already stood accused of too much.
“You’re the devil,” she hissed, nausea bubbling in the pit of her stomach at the idea of tasting him. It was a stupid response, and she had tasted far worse men than a fellow spy, but the reaction was there all the same, holding her back. “And I would sooner bust out this window and shank the cop.”
Even so, she adjusted her posture in the seat, eyes burning as coals as they drew closer to her partner in crime. “We can try. I do not guarantee I will not vomit on you.”
Her accusation left him with an amused smirk.
“Of course I’m the devil,” Centossa responded. “How do you think I’ve survived the system?”
Centossa watched the officers clutter together outside the vehicle. They swarmed up and began talking amongst each other. It was a sure sign that in order for his plan to work, it would need to be done soon.
Part of him felt as torn as Julia was feeling. It felt like a blatant betrayal of Faye’s memory. Still...
“This is the lowest risk plan I can think of,” he justified. “We run, they’ll chase us. If they catch us, we’re processed. We attack, they’ll outnumber us, and we’re processed. We do this, and we might have a shot of staying out of jail. I’d rather be home with my daughter tonight.”
He took a breath, watching out the window as the officer finished his conversation.
“It’s your call, but you need to decide quick.”
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I love my followers and mutuals. Please do not feel obligated to answer me. Not now. Not ever.
Please pass this along to help people who have anxiety over this change. Please. No one needs that. Not on Tumblr. Not anywhere.