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CAROLXVERS is an independent marvel writing blog for carol danvers. the characterization found here will be based on the events that are canon and established within the marvel cinematic universe and will not contain details from comics. this blog is multi-ship and platonic relationship friendly! written by ashley — she/her — 25+. this blog may contain some triggering content.
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continued from [ x ] @carolxvers
Rio hesitated for a moment before finally dropping Carol’s wrist as she rolled her eyes. She ran her now free hand through her hair, letting out a sigh before finally responding. “You know I’m getting real tired of this cat and mouse game, aren’t you Danvers” she asked.
Hands went to her hips, immediately defensive over the other’s words. “I’m not playing a game.” Hair bristled on the back of her neck in annoyance, even though she was already on the verge of deflating as she watched Rio’s run a hand through the dark strands of her hair — such an incredibly human thing to do. “But I would totally be the cat… if we, y’know, were playing a game or something.” Carol already knew she’d lost when the semi-joke fell from her mouth, already exhausted from the tension that wrapped around her chest and threatened to suffocate her whenever their time together ended like this. “I thought you were having fun. Don’t tell me you found out you actually have a heart now.”
( a collection of too close for 'just friends' prompts. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse.
They’ve always hugged, but lately those hugs linger just a beat too long.
Sharing a bed during a trip—neither of them sleeps much because they’re too aware of the other’s presence.
Accidentally slipping into couple habits (buying each other food, remembering their exact coffee order, fixing their collar, etc.).
Friends teasing them for acting like a couple… and both of them freezing because it hits a little too close.
One notices the other’s dating profile and feels irrationally territorial.
The line between “friendly banter” and “flirting” has gotten blurry.
A partner/bystander points it out bluntly: “You know they’re in love with you, right?”
A fight about boundaries—because one of them wants more, but is terrified of losing the friendship.
A drunken kiss that neither of them can stop thinking about.
Everyone else assumes they’re together already… and they can’t quite correct them.
“Do you have any idea what it does to me when you look at me like that?”
“You’re supposed to be my safe place, not the reason my chest feels like it’s going to explode.”
“We can’t—God, we can’t cross that line.”
“Say it. Say you don’t feel it too, and I’ll drop it.”
“You don’t get to touch me like that and still call it friendship.”
“Stop smiling at me like I’m yours.”
“If this is just friendship, then why can’t I breathe when you’re this close?”
“You’re going to ruin me, and you don’t even know it.”
“One more second like this, and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll believe you.”
“Don’t kiss me like that and pretend it means nothing.”
“We’re not supposed to do this. We’re not supposed to feel this.”
“I’d rather lose my mind than lose you, and right now I think I’m losing both.”
“Do you want me to beg? Is that what this is?”
“If we cross this line, nothing will ever be the same. And God help me, I still want to.”
“If you keep touching me like that, I won’t be able to stop.”
“Friends don’t ache when the other leaves the room. So what does that make us?”
“Tell me to go, and I will. Please—say something before I do something we can’t take back.”
“Don’t call me your best friend when you’re looking at me like I’m more.”
“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”
“You don’t get it, do you? Every time you smile at me, it feels like a promise.”
“You’re in my head all the time, and it’s killing me. Friends aren’t supposed to feel like this.”
“If we cross this line, you’re not just my friend anymore. You’re my downfall.”
“You’re standing too close.”
“Do you even know what you’re doing to me right now?”
“Stop making me want something I can’t have.”
“I can’t lose you to this, but God, I can’t stop wanting you either.”
“You’re looking at me weird.”
“That wasn’t a… friendly thing to say.”
“Do you always stand this close?”
“Why does it feel different when it’s you?”
“You’re supposed to be my best friend, not the one making my heart race.”
“That… didn’t sound like a joke.”
“Stop holding me like that. Friends don’t hold each other like that.”
“Do you even realize how you’re looking at me right now?”
“Don’t call me yours. You don’t mean it.”
“I can’t breathe when you touch me like that.”
“Say we’re still just friends. Lie to me.”
“We’re not supposed to want this.”
“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”
“One more second and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
“Every time you laugh, I forget we’re not allowed to be more.”
“Tell me you don’t feel it. Please. Tell me I’m imagining this.”
“You can’t just kiss me and act like it means nothing.”
“I’m trying so hard not to want you, and you’re making it impossible.”
“If you keep looking at me like that, I swear I’ll ruin everything.”
“Tell me to go, or I’m not going to.”
“You’re mine. God help me, I don’t care what we call it—you’re mine.”
“I’d rather destroy this friendship than pretend I don’t want you anymore.”
“Do you want me to beg? Because I will.”
“We’ve already crossed the line. The second I realized I loved you, we did.”
“Stop staring at me like that. You’re my best friend.”
“You can’t just… say stuff like that. We’re supposed to be friends.”
“Friends don’t make my heart do backflips when they smile.”
“Why does it feel like I’m cheating when you go on dates?”
“Don’t hold my hand if you don’t mean it.”
“We’ve been friends for years, so why does it suddenly feel different?”
“Don’t kiss me like that if you’re going to pretend it didn’t happen.”
“You’re supposed to be the one I tell about my crush, not be the crush.”
“That’s not a friendly kind of jealousy.”
“If we’re just friends, then why do I feel like you’re mine?”
kissy kissy prompts
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the prompts are being sent for . you can add + reverse to swap roles . a couple of these are considered usfw / nsfw .
🫣 Kiss the receiver for the very first time.
🥀 Kiss the receiver as if it is for the very last time.
😡 Kiss the receiver during a heated argument.
🧱 Pin the receiver against the wall while kissing them.
🫦 Bite the receiver's lower lip before kissing them fiercely.
😭 Kiss away the receiver's tears from their cheeks.
😴 Wake the receiver up with kisses all over their face.
🔥 Kiss the receiver while snuggled up by a fireplace / campfire.
👔 Pull the receiver in for a kiss by their collar / tie / belt.
🛏️ Push the receiver onto the bed and pounce them with kisses.
💋 Gently kiss one of the receiver's scars / wounds.
🌃 Kiss the receiver while quietly stargazing.
😱 Kiss the receiver to shock them out of an anxiety / panic attack.
🥂 Press a kiss on the receiver's lips / cheek while a little tipsy.
🎭 Kiss the receiver while on a pretend date (for a mission / wedding etc.).
🌿 Kiss the receiver while standing under some mistletoe.
😈 Kiss the receiver on / near one of their private parts.
💦 Kiss the receiver while they slowly come down from their release.
💄 Leave lipstick marks on the receiver's face / neck / body.
🧛 Leave a trail of bite marks along the receiver's neck / body.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇.
› prompts from rachel gillig's novel the knight and the moth (2025). feel free to tweak as you see fit , bartholomew.
❛ you don’t have to be good, or useful, for someone to care about you. ❜
❛ when you do the right thing for the wrong reason, no one praises you. ❜
❛ we all want to be special.”
❛ what is right and wrong depends entirely on the story you’re living in. ❜
❛ which is more intricate? the designs of men, trying to reach gods, or that of gods, trying to reach men? ❜
❛ people who love you for your usefulness don't love you at all. ❜
❛ you want to throw me down. ❜
❛ i, prideful, disdainful, godless. ❜
❛ i want to drag you into the dirt with me. ❜
❛ you know this story, (name,) though you do not remember it. ❜
❛ to tell a story is in part to tell a lie, isn't it? ❜
❛ it's hard to see who i am when i am lost in what's expected of me. ❜
❛ fear not, (name!) every day has its dog. ❜
❛ if you only ever look up at something, can you ever see it clearly? ❜
❛ it is easier, swearing ourselves to someone else's cause than to sit with who we are without one. ❜
❛ take my hand, you strange little creature. ❜
❛ it sounds awful when i say it out loud. ❜
❛ you are more special than you realize. ❜
❛ i would do anything for you. ❜
❛ i cannot decide which i like best. the sunrise, or the sunset. ❜
❛ i was losing my faith in everything. ❜
❛ the two of us meeting… it felt almost divine. ❜
❛ i think her quite the bitch. ❜
❛ how undignified. ❜
❛ did anyone see me fall? ❜
❛ i want someone to see me. ❜
❛ i want it to be you. ❜
❛ no honor among thieves, and even less among gods. ❜
❛ i’ll do anything you ask of me. ❜
❛ if i were beside myself, there would be two of me ❜
❛ oh, (name.) he's dreamy. ❜
❛ do you want to know how it ends? ❜
❛ does it end? ❜
❛ it ends when you kiss me. ❜
❛ why do we do these things to ourselves? ❜
❛ you’re an incomparable fiend, (name.) a truly accomplished asshole. ❜
❛ i’d like you better if you were on your back again. ❜
❛ it is not like me to be the bearer of bad tidings. ❜
❛ am i all that you imagined? ❜
❛ your hands are marked by the blood of my metamorphosis. ❜
❛ whatever my soul was made of was frail. ❜
❛ violence is a craft. so is compassion. ❜
❛ no is a sufficient answer. ❜
❛ anger is a fine weapon. ❜
❛ now have some soup. ❜
❛ i will shoulder any weight you give me. ❜
❛ would that things were different. ❜
❛ i think i would like to stop promising myself away, or else there will be nothing left of me to give. ❜
❛ i don’t know why i say the things i do. ❜
Send “Because I love you!” for your muse to blurt that out during an argument!
[ SNATCH ]: sender snatches receiver's wrist as they turn to go. ( from Rio )
The hold on her wrist pulled her to a standstill, her legs freezing where they stood though her heart hammered on. It felt like a betrayal, like a crack in the armor she so carefully held up, the pounding in her chest threatening to break open something bigger in her. “Let me go.”
You know l don't like surprises.
“This?” Carol muttered, a noise somewhere between a scoff and a nonchalant hum falling from her lips as she set the takeout bag in her hands down on the desk, the single rose nestled against a fern and white puffs of baby breaths following. Her shoulders lifted in a shrug. “It’s… appreciation. I was uh, in the neighborhood. Totally not a surprise.”
CAROLXVERS is an independent marvel writing blog for carol danvers. the characterization found here will be based on the events that are canon and established within the marvel cinematic universe and will not contain details from comics. this blog is multi-ship and platonic relationship friendly! written by ashley — she/her — 25+. this blog may contain some triggering content.
GUIDELINES ☆ ASK MEMES ☆ HEADCANONS
ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM SETTINGS PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.
a liquor store with barred windows and a bulletproof counter.
a decommissioned lodge overtaken by weeds.
a bathroom in a run-down apartment building.
a roller rink playing the same songs on loop.
a flea market at dawn, vendors still setting up.
a motel pool glowing turquoise after midnight.
a hiking trail where the signs stop making sense.
a dive bar that smells like smoke and regret.
a bridal shop filled with mirrors.
a county fair after the crowds thin.
a courthouse hallway that smells faintly of old paper and stress.
an amusement park in the rain.
a confessional booth that smells like old wood.
a high school gym during a pep rally.
a chapel with the lights off except for candles.
a fire lookout tower miles from anything else.
a laundry room humming with fluorescent lights.
a city rooftop slick with rain.
an arcade humming with old machines.
a bowling alley with sticky floors and neon lights.
a gas station at the edge of nowhere.
a fallout shelter forgotten by time.
a chairlift stalled above the slopes.
a church basement set up for a meeting.
a newsroom just before deadline.
a basement stacked with old boxes.
a desert highway shimmering with heat.
a funeral home parlor arranged too perfectly.
a brewery patio strung with cheap lights.
a physical therapy clinic that smells like antiseptic and rubber bands.
a greenhouse fogged with humidity.
a community garden at sunset.
a prison visitation room divided by glass.
a tattoo parlor buzzing late into the night.
a photography darkroom glowing red.
a summer carnival at night, lights too bright.
a power substation crackling with electricity.
a toll booth lit like an aquarium.
a half-abandoned shopping mall with only one store still open.
a city park at sunrise.
a holding cell with peeling paint.
a rest stop bathroom off a desolate highway.
a rental cabin buried in snow.
a costume shop crowded with masks.
a city planning office full of maps.
a college dorm hallway echoing with laughter and shouting.
a ghost town baking under the sun.
an underground nightclub where the bass rattles your ribs.
a security office watching too many screens.
a pawn shop cluttered with other people's memories.
a wake held in someone's living room.
a quiet cul-de-sac after a storm.
a recruitment office in a strip mall.
a courtroom bathroom where no one speaks.
a courtroom with the jury absent.
a sauna where the air is too thick.
a summer camp cabin long after the campers left.
a video rental store frozen in time.
an evidence room packed floor to ceiling.
a judge's chambers after hours.
a speakeasy hidden behind a false wall.
a cemetery at dusk, cicadas screaming.
a public restroom lit by flickering fluorescents.
a psychiatric ward common room with bolted furniture.
a tide pool exposed by low tide.
a storm cellar during a tornado warning.
a natural history exhibit after closing.
a zoo maintenance corridor behind exhibits.
a museum storage room full of artifacts.
a firing range ringing with gunshots.
a locker room echoing and empty.
an aquarium tunnel at night.
a karaoke bar at its most unhinged hour.
a suburban backyard during a barbecue.
a stairwell no one uses.
a junkyard full of stripped cars.
a hotel elevator stalled between floors.
a police station break room with stale donuts.
an abandoned warehouse tagged with graffiti.
a hockey arena during overtime, air sharp with ice and spilled beer.
a shrine built by someone who wouldn't let go.
a car wash tunnel swallowing a vehicle whole.
a haunted house attraction mid-season.
a movie theater lobby after the last showing.
a roadside attraction shaped like something absurd.
a dog park during golden hour.
a muddy riverbank after heavy rain.
a courthouse stairwell where voices echo too loudly.
a school parking lot under buzzing streetlights.
a planetarium during a private showing.
a cheap motel room with floral bedspreads and a flickering lamp.
a roadside diner at 3 a.m., neon buzzing, coffee burnt.
a city bus idling at the end of the line.
a penthouse balcony overlooking the city at night.
a wine cellar beneath a historic building.
a lifeguard tower at night.
a municipal pool pump room.
a tailor's back room full of pins and fabric.
a public swimming pool drained for repairs.
a fenced-in yard littered with dog toys.
a thrift store where the air smells like dust and old perfume.
a witness stand under harsh lights.
a crowded subway platform just before the last train.
a piercing studio that smells like disinfectant.
a beach boardwalk after tourist season ends.
a tow truck yard lit by security lamps.
a loading dock behind a closed business.
a recording studio cluttered with cables.
a barber shop mid-conversation.
a radio tower hill overlooking everything.
a classroom long after the final bell.
a drive-in theater with a cracked screen.
a fire escape overlooking an alley.
a passenger ferry cutting through fog.
a hospital waiting room at 2 a.m.
a pharmacy open all night.
a mechanic's garage smelling of oil and metal.
a hallway between two locked doors.
a public records office that no one visits.
a pet adoption center during feeding time.
a crematorium hallway humming quietly.
a border crossing checkpoint at night.
a locker-lined hallway in a community center.
a ski lodge during a whiteout.
a courthouse records archive underground.
a water treatment facility humming endlessly.
a forest trail choked with fog before sunrise.
a playground after dark.
a train platform dusted with snow.
a radio station during the graveyard shift.
a military barracks just before lights-out.
a front porch with a single rocking chair.
a mom-and-pop ice cream parlor on a scorching summer's day.
an emergency room hallway curtained off from sight.
a small-town grocery store minutes before closing.
a farmer's market just as it opens.
a lake dock at dawn, water perfectly still.
a nail salon filled with chemical sweetness.
a bus terminal that never quite sleeps.
a library corner no one ever uses.
⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝
𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!
[ recognition ] sender stops short when they see receiver, like the world needs a second to catch up
[ double take ] sender walks past receiver before realizing, then turns back too fast
[ breath ] sender stares at receiver in disbelief, forgetting how to breathe
[ hesitant ] sender takes a step toward receiver, then pauses, unsure if they’re allowed
[ voice ] sender tries to speak to receiver and fails
[ hug ] sender pulls receiver into a tentative hug that tightens like it’s been waiting years
[ forehead ] sender rests their forehead gently against receiver’s
[ laugh ] sender laughs mid-embrace, tears slipping out at the same time
[ hands ] sender cups receiver’s face or grips their arms like proof this is real
[ silent ] sender and receiver stand together without speaking, just breathing the same air
[ unsure ] sender hovers close, unsure whether to hug again or step back
[ scent ] sender breathes in receiver like memory made real
[ tension ] sender lets out a soft, incredulous laugh that breaks the moment open
[ touch ] sender squeezes receiver’s hand
[ presence ] sender stays close to receiver, finding that just being there is enough
𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
❝ i can’t believe it’s really you. ❞
❝ i thought about this moment more times than i can count. ❞
❝ you look… the same. a little different. still the same, though. ❞
❝ i didn’t realize how much i missed you until now. ❞
❝ i didn’t know it would feel like this. ❞
❝ i was afraid you wouldn’t be here. ❞
❝ i’ve waited a long time for this. ❞
❝ i don’t know what to say, i just— ❞
❝ i didn’t think i’d ever see you again. ❞
❝ you’re really here. ❞
❝ i held onto the idea of you. ❞
❝ i didn’t know how much i needed this. ❞
❝ it feels like coming home. ❞
❝ i never stopped missing you. ❞
❝ i thought i’d moved on. i hadn’t. ❞
❝ i don’t want to let go again. ❞
❝ you’re still my person. ❞
❝ i kept hoping. ❞
❝ i don’t care how long it’s been. ❞
❝ seeing you makes everything else fade. ❞
❝ i’ve carried you with me this whole time. ❞
❝ i didn’t realize how much space you left behind. ❞
❝ i don’t need answers right now. just this. ❞
❝ we’re here. that’s what matters. ❞
⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 (pt. 2)
[ TXT ] : i’m outside. don’t look out the window.
[ TXT ] : hypothetical. if i stole a horse. would you help.
[ TXT ] : emergency. answer immediately. do you trust me?
[ TXT ] : say you’re home alone right now.
[ TXT ] : don’t panic. but where did you put the spare key.
[ TXT ] : are you awake? this cannot wait until morning.
[ TXT ] : quick question. how attached are you to your car?
[ TXT ] : okay listen. this is going to sound bad. but hear me out.
[ TXT ] : don’t ask why. just wear black.
[ TXT ] : i need you to lie for me.
[ TXT ] : be honest. are you flirting with me or am i delusional?
[ TXT ] : i can’t sleep. tell me something interesting.
[ TXT ] : stop looking at me like that.
[ TXT ] : remind me why we’re pretending this is nothing.
[ TXT ] : i almost texted you. deleted it. this is attempt two.
[ TXT ] : are you trying to ruin my life or just my self control?
[ TXT ] : tell me you’re thinking about me. i need proof.
[ TXT ] : i miss you. i hate that i do.
[ TXT ] : don’t come over.
[ TXT ] : i shouldn’t ask this. but are you alone?
[ TXT ] : every song sounds like you. explain yourself.
[ TXT ] : i keep rereading old messages. don’t judge me.
[ TXT ] : say something that will make me stay.
[ TXT ] : if i show up. will you let me in?
[ TXT ] : i don’t know how to want you quietly.
[ TXT ] : do you ever think about what we almost were?
[ TXT ] : this is me being brave.
[ TXT ] : i miss the way you used to look at me.
[ TXT ] : tell me to stop.
[ TXT ] : i hate that you still feel like home.
˙˖°❤︎ ༘ ⋆ : AT TOUCH OF LOVE, EVERYONE BECOMES A POET. ... a collection of romantic roleplay sentence starters for valentine &. such! genre: slice of life, romance, etc.
Don't worry. l have everything under control.
You did that on purpose. Knock it off.
l have always dreamed of living here.
You know it's not about luck. It's about preparation.
l like us. Don't you like us?
You know l don't like surprises.
l wanted to tell you something.
You're gonna have an engagement ring!
Okay, hold on, we gotta work on your surprise face!
Okay, ask me.
What? Are you scared? That was awful. Try it again.
The good news is, you have time to practice between now and then.
You're gonna be married?
Boom! Ring on finger, signed, sealed, delivered.
I'm just happy that we want the same things.
You know you can propose on Leap day?
I'm going to propose to my partner on leap day.
It's not like I'm rushing anything by doing this, you know..
Earrings don't exactly say commitment!
I'm not gonna die without getting engaged!
l need to buy clothes and find a ring and book a restaurant..
It's bad luck to start a journey on a Friday.
I'll just find somebody to drive me in the morning.
l wanted to surprise you, but it's turned into a complete disaster.
l can't wait to see you.
Well, when will you get here?
Come on, then, let's do it. But only 'cause you're desperate.
You've made that very clear, so l won't inconvenience you.
A simple yes or no will do.
Please tell me that that is the car that is taking us around the corner to the actual taxi.
Can you be careful with that? That was a gift from my partner!
You can't start a journey when you see a black cat.
No, it's not a cat, it's a magpie.
l tell you something, they'll kill each other!
It's only February 27th. l still have two days to get there, so…
lf you must know, I'm going there to propose to my partner.
l actually thought [he/she/they] was going to propose to me the other night, but didn't...
That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!
No, it's a tradition. It's a romantic tradition!
You've got to know that if your partner wanted to propose, [he/she/they] would have done it already. Fact!
Are you crazy? You know nothing about me or [name]!
You're a lonely, bitter cynic.
What are you, the Lucky Charms Leprechaun?
I'm not paying you to talk, I'm not paying for your opinion.
Why don't you propose something to them?
Us? There is no us.
Must be something special, your person.
Wait! l love castles! It's beautiful.
That's just so typical of you.
l can think of a couple of good words for you.
Riddle me this. lf your apartment's on fire, your beautiful apartment, what would you take?
I'm not playing this game with you.
l know exactly what I'd ''grab.'' Not telling you.
So what's the story with this place?
They fell madly in love at first sight, but what could they do?
Oh, my God. You're hitting on me.
You didn't honestly think that was gonna work, did you?
Don't flatter yourself, darling. The story's true, but it sure as shit isn't about you.
You just had to take me up there, didn't you?
We're not long married, and it's still quite a mouthful.
Well, you're not sleeping in that bed with me.
Maybe you're not sleeping in the bed with me.
We'll flip for it, darling. Heads l win, tails you lose.
Shame. You can sleep in the bath.
Fine. Just so long as l don't have to sleep anywhere near you.
Up! Get up! This is my bed. Liars forfeit.
You can see right through the curtain... Hm...
Yum. Did you hear that, darling? Tripe!
This recipe says three medium carrots, and l just think this one is a little large to be classified as medium.
Why don't you stop trying to control everything in the known universe?
But don't worry. It'll all work out.
So this is what you call staging, is it?
The kiss. Always kiss like it's the first time and the last time.
No, we're fine. We did it earlier, kiss. Right?
lf that was a kiss, I'm surprised you're still wed to [him/her/them] at all.
No, no, we're just shy, that's all....
Show a little mercy, would you?
One snore and you're back in the shower.
Everything is working out for us. I'm so excited.
Oh, well, l don't believe in that superstition stuff.
l kind of hate weddings.
Why? Because people are in love? That's so offensive to you?
If you must cheat, then please cheat death, because l couldn't live a day without you.
You know, it's just hot in there.
It's really, really romantic.
You're a beast. And l cannot stand you. But you know what? I'm onto you.
So that thing I'd grab if l had 60 seconds, it's my mother's ring.
Would it make a difference?
Oh, God, l missed you! And it got me thinking. Why aren't we married?
Am l serious? Yeah. Well, I'm down on my knee...
Were you supposed to give me an answer?
l feel like your whole happy ending is gonna be a real test for our friendship.
Really? What, buy an apartment, they throw in a ring?
Could you maybe be nice for just a second?
When my 60 seconds came around, l realized l had everything l ever wanted but nothing l really needed.
l think that what l need is here...
And l came all this way to see if maybe you might think so, too.
l propose we not make plans. l propose we give this thing a chance and let it work out how it works out.
l didn't say no. l didn't say anything. l was getting something.
l wouldn't be holding this ring if it weren't for you.
In all my life, l never thought I'd see you down on one knee.
I'm so relieved. For a minute there, l thought l wasn't gonna have a place to stay tonight.
You know what I'm talking about.
– 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗞 𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦 ! an assortment of a bit more ‘serious’ prompts.
❝ the gods are not cruel, they are merely curious. ❞
❝ i have seen empires rise like prayers and fall like silence. ❞
❝ immortality is a slow kind of hunger. ❞
❝ even the divine grow tired of being worshiped. ❞
❝ i once loved a mortal. now the stars whisper his name. ❞
❝ the sea does not forgive. it only remembers differently. ❞
❝ they called me a myth to make me easier to forget. ❞
❝ the sun envies those who can set. ❞
❝ every prophecy is just nostalgia disguised as fate. ❞
❝ my hands remember the shape of creation. ❞
❝ even the gods kneel to time. ❞
❝ i wore divinity like a wound. ❞
❝ there is no glory in eternity, only repetition. ❞
❝ i loved you in every age, and none of them were kind. ❞
❝ the altar still smells like your prayers. ❞
❝ lightning does not ask for forgiveness. ❞
❝ to be feared is not the same as being known. ❞
❝ my heart beats slower than centuries. ❞
❝ the constellations were once my mistakes. ❞
❝ you built temples for me, but i lived in storms. ❞
❝ love, like prophecy, never asks permission. ❞
❝ i have turned grief into galaxies. ❞
❝ mortals call it tragedy. we call it memory. ❞
❝ i spoke the world into being and have been silent since. ❞
❝ the ocean taught me patience, then drowned me in it. ❞
❝ i am both the curse and the cure. ❞
❝ eternity is not mercy. it is echo. ❞
❝ he swore devotion, and i answered with thunder. ❞
❝ the moon only reflects because it cannot burn. ❞
❝ i am the story the poets feared to finish. ❞
❝ divinity is just loneliness with better lighting. ❞
❝ mortals die once. gods die endlessly in legend. ❞
❝ the fates never speak, but their silence threads everything. ❞
❝ i have loved across lifetimes, and each time, it ruins me. ❞
❝ creation was easy. enduring it was not. ❞
❝ my name has been worshiped, cursed, and forgotten, in that order. ❞
❝ the stars are just old gods pretending to be light. ❞
❝ i do not dream. i remember. ❞
❝ he prayed for glory. i gave him consequence. ❞
❝ thunder is only my heartbeat caught in the sky. ❞
❝ i built the world, but i cannot rebuild myself. ❞
❝ every offering is a confession. ❞
❝ i envied mortals their endings. ❞
❝ the divine bleed in metaphors. ❞
❝ i carved your name into eternity, and eternity flinched. ❞
❝ even olympus trembles when the heart remembers. ❞
❝ i have walked through centuries and never found forgiveness. ❞
❝ the gods are not kind, but they are honest. ❞
❝ i loved you like ruin loves beauty. completely. ❞
❝ divinity was never a gift. it was the punishment for wanting more. ❞
THE MARVELS (2023), dir. Nia DaCosta
If you hold me without hurting me—you’ll be the first who ever did.
❛ put the [ gun / knife ] down . ❜ ( from Rio )
Carol wasn’t sure why she grabbed the kitchen knife other than the fact that it was the closest weapon to her and in light of the stranger on her porch, the blonde had completely forgotten that her hands were the greatest weapons she had. Maybe that was a side effect of living in Louisiana, in a home she used to share with someone in a lifetime before her hands were weapons.
She opened the door and nudged the screen door open with her foot, snorting at the stranger’s command. Her hand gripped the knife by her side tighter. “I think I’ll keep it for now.” Feeling cornered standing slightly in the house, Carol stepped onto the wooden porch, planks creaking with each step, and shut the door behind her. There was a twinge of familiarity in the air, a bristle of the leaves on the trees surrounding the old home, a faint breeze ghosting across her cheeks. It made her skin crawl and she quickly shook it off. “You’re a long way from civilization. Who sent you?”
