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[holyhollow]

James shakes his head, shaking the image one more time for emphasis before tucking it back into his pocket.

"I'm blaming you for bringing this monstrosity to life. Did you even bother asking the bloke who saw me -- I know who it was, by the way -- 'oh, does he look like he has a fucking tree branch for a nose, or is it more normal?' Bloody hell."

"I'm going to need you to do a redraft." He helps himself into her apartment, grabbing a chair from her table, swinging it around, and sitting on it backwards. He leans his arms on the back of the chair, looking at her with a cocked brow.

"Now, love. I presume you don't have any other obligations, considering the mind-melting nonsense on your telly right now."

[actualllyyromantic]

"I -- !!!"

She should be running away right now. Calling the police. Something. But there's a challenge in what he's saying. And she loves a fucking challenge. "You know what -- fine. Whatever. But also, aren't you afraid I'm gonna call the cops or something?"

She grabs a canvas lying on the coffee table.

"But you're right, I'm bored. I was just going to sketch the host anyway."

[holyhollow]

Orias lets out a bashful chuckle. Technically, she isn't wrong. Well... she technically isn't wrong no matter how you look at it.

Though he supposes some may consider him to be from just about as south as you can get.

"Well, I'm flattered." He finally responds, offering her another smile. Orias notices the camera on her hip as she explains what she's doing here. "Well, there's no one better to do it than someone who knows the town inside-out."

"Work," the demon quickly answers in response. Not a lie, really. He is here on work. Someone had stricken a deal with good intent, and Orias is here to claim the soul before the wrong hands get on it. Unfortunately for him, he miscalculated the timeframe, and now he has a day to burn.

"My meeting isn't until tomorrow morning, though. I've just been kind of... wandering around."

[actualllyyromantic]

"What kind of meeting?"

Normally, she'd walk away. Just smile, be grateful for a good interaction with someone in this hell scape of a city. But instead, she does something she'd never thought she'd do.

"I haven't played tour guide here in a really, really long time."

"... Want me to give it a shot for you?"

[shaunashipman]

SOPHIE NÉLISSE as ROSE LANDRY HEATED RIVALRY 1.04 "Rose"

[donner-maysilee]

SOPHIE NÉLISSE as ROSE LANDRY Heated Rivalry | 1.05 — I'll Believe in Anything

[holyhollow]

@actualllyyromantic / for Jaymie.

"Darling," he purrs - likely startling her. After all, he's sitting in her now open window, fingers moving in a small wave as he greets the woman. Wouldn't have been his worst entrance ever - if the two had actually met before.

He had a bone to pick with her, though. A personal one - a very difficult-to-strike chord that she just so happened to artfully strike.

The criminal holds up a sketch of hers. One of him.

"You got my nose all wrong. I look like bloody Pinocchio! Christ's sake."

[actualllyyromantic]

"Holy fucking shit!"

She's already had a day. Her mother keeps telling her that this job is just an excuse to justify her shitty art degree. Now one of her sketches just shows up here?!

Processing his words ... the photo ... and his overall appearance, her hang shot up to her neck in a blush. "Look, I can only work with what the victim tells me, so I think you're blaming the wrong person."

"Also -- those fuckers told me I'd stay anonymous!"

[holyhollow]

She nods. There’s so much she doesn’t understand yet… about what happened to her, about what’s happening now. She knows she was victim to a wish Bear made. She knows his death freed her. And she knows she’s alive — and Brooke and Orias took her to Hell. Strangely enough, it is her sanctuary. She’s alive, by some miracle and by some curse — she’s alive. Lord only knows what would have happened to her if she stayed where she was. No one would ever believe her — that it wasn’t her who caused those deaths. Ian… Sarah…

But Brooke does. Orias does. They sought her out, they found her — somehow they tracked down the source of the wishes and it led them to her.

Nikki isn’t in a position to not believe Brooke. No, she has the will to choose to believe her — and yes, she’s right. After all she’s been through, she does believe her.

"So why are you..." Nikki pauses. She realizes she does not know how to phrase this. She doesn't want to be offensive, but she feels like the question is obvious.

Why are you good?

But she feels... wrong asking such a thing to the person that saved her. Instead, she opts for what she feels is the safer option.

"... Why did you find me?"

[actualllyyromantic]

"Well, when you lead a place like hell, and it's dedicated to making sure bad people pay -- you want to make sure the people going there are actually bad."

She shrugs, and takes a sip of her tea.

"But sometimes, hands are forced. Technically, I can't bring you to Heaven. Earth wants to wrongly imprison you, so I brought you to my home region in Hell."

"The Neutral Region. And honestly, my husband could explain how it works a little better than me, but um... "

[holyhollow]

Some things never change - yet they still feel completely new. Brooke does not even understand how her words to him barely scratch the surface. He is new to the coast. In fact, he is still new to walking the Earth during this time. And... here. He's never been here before all of this.

"You can say that." The demon chuckles, shaking his head as he watches the car the hecklers were in drive off into the distance.

"You sure know how to handle things around here though, huh?"

Orias glances back at Brooke, only to realize her gaze never left him. Is she onto him? He knows he sticks out like a sore thumb, but something about the look she gives him makes him wonder if she realizes just how out of place he is. He opts to shift the subject back to what just happened.

"So... what was all that about, anyway?"

[actualllyyromantic]

"It's the South. Most of the men here are loud and stupid." She watches him for a moment, just observing. It's what she's used to doing. "You don't seem like either, that's how I knew. By the way."

"As for me and handling things, I don't know about all of that." Her eyes crinkle at the corners as she smiles at him. Her DSLR hangs from her hip. "I'm actually just on a rare trip home. I'm a travel journalist, and I've been tasked with covering my own town."

A soft chuckle. "You? What brings you to Mississippi, of all places?"

[videog4mes]

ROMANCE, LOVE, & THINGS UNSPOKEN. a collection of quotes from various media and ships, as well as concepts inspired by them. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)

dialogue.

i never knew what it was like to want to be with someone forever til i fell in love with you.

i think about you, too.

you're the one freaky thing in my freak world that still makes sense to me.

ours is a forever love.

sometimes when you love someone, you do crazy things.

i love you. i try not to, but i can't stop.

to me, you're the whole damn world.

i would rather have hope with you than certainty with anyone else.

no matter what happens, you are my light.

i have loved you desperately. i cannot breathe when you're not near.

how's forever? does forever work for you?

i believe we'll be together again.

the truth is, i stay away because you consume me.

i will brave the oceans and sail past the sirens to find my way back to you.

will you marry me?

love like ours doesn't just disappear. not completely. there is always an ember remaining.

i will always choose you.

the smallest chance of a perfect life with you is infinitely better than an immortal one without you.

i love you and i will love you until i take my lasy breath on this earth.

i'm in the arms of my first love, the first person i ever loved.

when i kissed you, you held your breath.

i don’t need you to save me. i just need you to stand by me. to hold me. to kiss me.

if we could live without passion, maybe we'd truly know some kind of peace.

if you stay, i'm afraid i may not be able to hold it together.

all i find myself thinking about, all i find myself being able to breathe for . . . is you.

you are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires.

but you must know it in your heart.

i cannot stop thinking of you. from the mornings you ease to the evenings you quiet, to the dreams you inhabit.

do you think there is a corner of this earth far enough away to free me from this torment?

i want to fight with you! fight with me! fight for me!

do not leave me. do not leave me again.

you gave me back my life, now let me save yours.

you are all i want!

concepts.

run away love. sender proposes that they and receiver run away together so they can be together at last, since their current situation keeps them apart.

dancing in the rain. sender and receiver are having an dancing out in the open when it begins to rain. the initial shock turns to laughter and a soft moment in which they choose to continue their dance rather than let it end.

love letter. sender leaves a handwritten letter for receiver, professing their true feelings for receiver once and for all.

4 am. receiver wakes up to the sent of something baking in the oven at 4 am. by the time they reach the kitchen and see what sender is up to, they realize sender could use some help finishing their baking project and the pair take it on together.

sweater weather. sender notices receiver is wearing something too light for the current temperature and removes their sweater just to wrap receiver carefully and provide them warmth.

[thomaskeen]

🌼 * ― TENSE DIALOGUE PROMPTS. CHANGE PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .

"Your breath against my neck is the only thing keeping me from losing control right now."

"Don’t look around. Don’t change your expression. Just listen very carefully to what I’m about to tell you."

"I can make you disappear, and the best part? Everyone who loves you will help me look for you."

"You’re acting like you have cards left to play. Look at your hand. Look at me. We both know you're done."

"Take a deep breath. Let it out. Enjoy it, because it’s the last easy thing you’re going to do today."

"I'm not going to ruin your life. I'm just going to stand back and watch you do it yourself."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't end this conversation right now.

"Choose your next words like your life depends on them, because they do."

"You think you're the monster in this room?"

"We are well past the point of apologies.

"Now, we're just negotiating the collateral damage."

"I am being incredibly patient with you right now, but you are running out of seconds."

"Go ahead. Pull the trigger. Let's see who haunts who more."

"I didn't lock the door to keep them out. I locked it to keep you in."

"I've been watching you sleep for a week.

"You talk in your sleep, did you know that?

"You keep apologizing to me."

"You can scream if you want to. No one is going to come, but I’d quite like to hear what you sound like when you're desperate."

"Hold still. It hurts a lot less if you don't fight it, and frankly, I'd like to get this over with."

"I’m going to ask you a question. If you lie, I take a finger. If you stay silent, I take two. Let’s begin."

"You’re crying. Why? This is exactly what you chose when you decided to double-cross me."

"Don't bother looking for the keys. I melted them down an hour ago."

"I’m not angry. I’m just calculating exactly how much of you I can take apart before you stop breathing."

"If you make a single sound, I will drive this blade straight through your throat. Do you understand me?"

"Please. Please don't look at me like that. Just do it quickly. Just don't make me beg."

"They're downstairs. They found us. If we don't jump right now, we are going to die in this room."

"Look at my hands. I can't get the blood off. It won't come off. Why won't it come off?"

"Run. Don't look back, don't wait, just run because whatever is coming next will be me."

"Go ahead, call the police. Who do you think answers the phone when you dial those numbers?"

"Look in the mirror. Do you even recognize what's left of you?"

"You're going to sit there, and you're going to smile, and you're going to act like everything is perfect."

[actualllyyromantic]

@htsdfferent | jaymie &

"I think I'm going to go to my apartment after all of this and take a long relaxing bath. Jesus. I just draw the bad guys, but sometimes hearing what they've done -- it's just... awful."

"... I don't have a bathtub in my apartment. Shit."

[actualllyyromantic]

@holyhollow | jaimie & eden.

“Hey, I just draw what they tell me to, okay?”

[actualllyyromantic]

@holyhollow / brooke & orias early days.

“Don’t worry about them.”

Brooke doesn’t do pulls. She keeps her nose down, investigates what needs to be investigated, and that’s it. If a pull is felt, she ignores it.

Until now. The locals are heckling this man, and everything in her says to make it stop. So with a pointed look, she says to him, loud enough for them to hear:

“They’ll go hoot and holler where someone actually cares, soon.” The statement silences the men, but they mutter, “What a bitch.” And drive off.

Brooke never looked away from him. “You must be new to the coast.”

[actualllyyromantic]

@holyhollow | brooke & orias.

“I’m not mad.”

It would almost be believable if her face wasn’t flushed, she wasn’t sighing, etc. Oh, and maybe if she wasn’t speaking to her husband & soulmate.

“I just think if you’re going to finish off something like the milk maybe you should warn a girl before she buys more cereal.”

[holyhollow]

“You’re definitely mad.”

Orias shifts his weight from one foot to the other as Brooke stares at him with flushed cheeks and a general air of disappointment.

Alright, so he fucked up. He finished the milk. There’s no way around this one.

He feels bad. Real bad. Orias looks at the box of cereal in Brooke’s hands and knows he needs to right this wrong.

“Okay. Hold on. Hold on.”

Orias digs through his pockets.

“How much is milk? 50 cents?”

… Judging by the look on Brooke’s face, he was definitely wrong.

“Alright… I’ll figure it out.”

He pulls his orb from his pocket, vanishes for a few moments, then promptly returns with a gallon of milk.

“The farm I used to go to to get my milk is still there.” He muses, holding the carton out to her. “And they raised their prices.”

[actualllyyromantic]

“Okay… less mad, more humored now… you went all to Ireland to get me milk?”

She steps closer, using one hand to pluck the milk from his hands, and putting the other on his shoulder as she steps effortlessly into his arms.

“Let me guess, like $5? Or whatever the equivalent is. I suck at math now, stopping brushing up the skill when I learned my final career is… well.”

Brooke kisses his cheek. “Sorry for being passive aggressive… but also, how did you even know I was mad?”

[actualllyyromantic]

@holyhollow | brooke & orias.

“I’m not mad.”

It would almost be believable if her face wasn’t flushed, she wasn’t sighing, etc. Oh, and maybe if she wasn’t speaking to her husband & soulmate.

“I just think if you’re going to finish off something like the milk maybe you should warn a girl before she buys more cereal.”

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM OBSESSION *  assorted dialogue from the script of the 2026 film, adjust as necessary

i've often wondered what it means to truly love someone. and then, i realized it's what i feel for you. it's a love that defies the limitations of the world, that remains steadfast even in the face of chaos.

even if the world lost its color, if hope faded into the night, my love for you wouldn't falter.

i don't think romance is real. i think love is real, but not romance.

romance fades. love is a different thing.

you are so lucky you weren't scheduled today.

hey, are you good?

did you get it back?

it's gone! i dropped it down a fucking drain. of all days...

today's been awful.

i'll see you at eight?

i can meet you early if you want. you don't have to be alone just to secure the spot.

don't come back here complaining.

for a very long time, i've tried to find the best way to tell you that you're the only person i've ever met with the same sense of humor as me.

okay, right off the bat, way too strong.

my feelings are strong.

i know i'm not gonna stop you.

dude, i love trivia night. it's all i have. i wake up every wednesday rock-hard thinking about trivia night.

you gotta take her somewhere else. you have to be clear about your intentions.

do you even try to flirt with her?

if she means this much to you, and i know she does, do it right.

are you serious?

you definitely didn't say fuck.

how do you know about the gun?

how many gunfights have you been in, [name]?

stop being an ass.

didn't you say you have a crazy story?

i'm saying no to being around bad, drunk singers when i just want to go home and sleep.

who's gonna sing salt-n-pepa with me?

don't let me forget, i got you something.

i might quit. i'm just not happy there.

i feel like i need to make a big change. i'm not feeling... love. i need my head in the right place to bring this to life.

i wanna write. the good, the bad, the ugly. real shit.

is that stupid?

is that all that's been bothering you?

you always go out of your way for me, and not just me, for everyone...

you said you had something for me?

why don't you come inside, and we can have a few drinks?

i know what you're trying to do.

i have never seen you act this way.

it's not your fault.

can we go, please?

i just can't sleep in my bed. i don't want to be alone.

it smells like you.

i'm sorry i was so weird earlier.

will you sleep with me?

please, i get in my head. i'll stare at the ceiling all night if i'm in here by myself.

given the circumstances... i needed this.

you kissed me!

can you lay with me?

what the fuck happened last night?

you wouldn't believe what a crazy night i had.

i seriously think she needs help.

i slept on the floor. she was freaking me out.

how am i supposed to get home then?

i want to be transparent with you abuout some things.

i know you like me, [name].

i've known you for so long, and i'm just now realizing i don't even know that much about you.

why are you giving it to me?

i love you so much. i don't think i could live without you.

i thought we were having a nice date?

you're cute when you sleep.

make a deal with me.

i am the happiest i've probably ever been.

i was waiting for you to come home.

i can get dressed and go with you.

no one on this earth will ever comprehend what it feels like to love someone as much as i love you.

can i stand outside?

do you like me?

can you tell me you love me?

i can be anything you want me to be.

i love you in every reality.

let's fuck, [name].

you wanted this, but i'm so glad you did.

you made a shitty wish, and you want to reverse it.

what the fuck is wrong with you?

i wish for a billion dollars.

why don't you love me?

you owe me that.

we can make this work baby.

i'm sorry for the theatrics.

[rpclefairy]

first meeting sentence starters.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

“Looks like we’re in this together now.”