I am at Hand

cat·a·clys·mic kadəˈklizmik -- adjective -- relating to or denoting a violent natural event. The Fourth Cataclysm is at hand... (independent, selective Rowan North, Ghostbusters RP. sideblog to dream-unlimited)

[sonybaloneyinspo]

Studio Ghibli Sentence Meme

“Now I have something I want to protect. It’s you.”

“I’m not afraid to die!”

“You cannot change fate. However, you can rise to meet it, if you so choose.”

“They say that the best blaze brightest when circumstances are at their worst.”

“Fear and anger only make it grow faster.”

“I think I can handle it.”

“Here’s another curse for you - may all your bacon burn.”

“Don’t worry! Stay right where you are, I’m coming to get you! You’re gonna be fine, I won’t let him hurt you.”

“I need something of yours. How ‘bout your eyes?”

“We gotta get out of here! We’re gonna get in trouble!”

“You, you sabotaged me! Look! Look at what you’ve done to my hair! Look!”

“No more killing. It has to stop!”

“You sound ghastly, like some 90-year-old woman.”

“Guys, don’t take that food! We’re gonna get in trouble!”

“Fight ‘em! C’mon!”

“Smile so we can make a good impression.”

“We each need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes it’s not easy”

“I finally get a bouquet and it’s a goodbye present. That’s depressing.”

“Life is suffering. It is hard. The world is cursed. But still, you find reasons to keep living.”

“Sorry, it looks like you’re involved.”

“Oh, my baby! Are you all right? Are you emotionally traumatized?”

“Now I’m trying to look inside myself and find out how I did it.”

“Leave before it gets dark.”

“Once you do something, you never forget. Even if you can’t remember.”

“Cut off a wolf’s head and it still has the power to bite.”

“It’s all so familiar yet I know I’ve never been here before. I feel so at home.”

“Now I’m trying to look inside myself and find out how I did it.”

“I suggest you surrender. There is no ship coming to rescue you.”

“I had no idea that my rage could drive me to kill.”

“These days, there are angry ghosts all around us - dead from wars, sickness, starvation - and nobody cares.” 

“A heart’s a heavy burden.”

“Please! You must stop!”

“Well, well, well… hello kitty.” “You can’t be busy - you’re five!”

“So you say you’re under a curse? So what? So’s the whole damn world.”

“ I have really had enough of your incredible stupidity.”

“Lamebrain! They made an escape! Now step on it!”

“I didn’t want them to kill you.”

“It’s fun to move to a new place. It’s an adventure.”

“Welcome the rich man, he’s hard for you to miss. His butt keeps getting bigger, so there’s plenty there to kiss!”

“You shouldn’t be here! Get out!”

“He said Mom was ugly, now go get him!”

“Kill him and you’ll be famous.”

“I’ve seen him do this once before when a girl dumped him.”

“S/He’s alive. There goes that dream.”

“That was the night I died.”

“I’d rather be a pig than a fascist.”

“You don’t remember your name?”

“Don’t be afraid, I just want to help you.”

“Poor kids. I’ll really miss them.”

“I don’t fight for honor. I fight for a paycheck.”

“ No, No, No! Don’t do this! Help! Help! Crazy lady with the shovel!”

“She was once quite beautiful, so I decided to pursue her, then I realized she wasn’t, so then, as usual, I ran away.”

“You’re in love. Don’t deny it, you’ve been sighing all day”

“She never woke up again.”

“You blubber heads! I’m not runnin’ a luxury cruise! Now get to work!”

“Why does everything that’s good for you have to taste so bad?”

“Whatever you don’t want me to clean, better hide it now!”

“This is our little secret. You tell anyone and I’ll rip your mouth off.”

“I give up. I see no point in living if I can’t be beautiful.”

“If I lose my magic, that means I’ve lost absolutely everything.”

“ It’s… you’re scaring me. I have this weird feeling you’re going to leave. ”

“There’s a demon inside you.”

“Don’t get alarmed but I’m being followed. Act normal.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got four-wheel drive.”

“This is what hatred looks like! This is what it does when it catches hold of you! It’s eating me alive, and very soon it will kill me!”

“Smooth. Very smooth. You definitely know how to make a good first impression.”

“Everyone fears their own mortality.”

“Play with me or I’ll break your arm!”

“I gotta get out of this place. Someday I’m getting on that train.”

“Wait give us a minute! This is clearly harassment.”

“Why do fireflies have to die so soon?”

“There you are, sweetheart. Sorry I’m late. I was looking everywhere for you.” 

“When you’re going to kill a god, let someone else do your dirty work.”

“Why did you stop me from killing her?”

“When I saw you, I just wanted to find a way to protect you.” 

“One thing you can always count on is that hearts change.”

“Tell me while you’re still alive!”

“This is a tomb for the both of us.”

“If nobody comes in, I’m gonna have to eat pancakes forever and be fat, fat, fat! And what am I supposed to do about that?”

“Even if you were a woman, you’d still be an idiot!”

“What do you say we give ‘em a little demonstration of how fast we can run, huh?”

“HAM!”

[rpmemes-galore]

Wicked — Dancing Through Life  {Sentence Starters}

“Let’s dance!”

“Please try to understand.”

“I would do anything for you.”

“We’ll meet there later tonight.”

“But I say, why invite stress in?”

“Well, maybe, I could invite her!”

“Don’t you see? This is our chance.”

“Life’s more painless for the brainless.”

“Those who don’t try never look foolish.”

“So, I’ll be picking you up around eight?”

“Why think too hard when it’s so soothing?”

“You’re perfect. So, we’re perfect together.”

“So, here, out of the goodness of my heart.”

“Nothing matters, but knowing nothing matters.”

“So, what’s the most swankified place in town?”

“Come on, follow me. You’ll be happy to be there.”

“No! It’s because… because you are so beautiful!”

“They want you to become less callow, less shallow.”

“No need to tough it when you can slough it off as I do.”

“Finally, for this one night, I’m about to have a fun night.”

“It seems so unfair we should go on a spree… and not she.”

“Believe me, I’ve been kicked out of enough of them to know.”

“I thought you might want to wear this hat to the party tonight!”

“Oh… that’s so kind. But, you know what would be even kinder?”

“The trouble with school is they always try to teach the wrong lesson.”

“Now that we’ve met one another, its clear we deserve we deserve each other.”

“I hope you’ll save at least one dance for me. I’ll be right there. Waiting. All night.”

“I’ve got something to confess, a reason why, well… why I asked you here tonight.”

[miistressproserpina]

I'm back!

Lord it’s been a stressful week. But it’s done now! I’m going to be getting to drafts and things too.

Like this post for a starter :)

[miistressproserpina]

busy, busy, busy :P

Hey guys! SO! The rest of this week is going to be pretty hectic, and my activity is going to be SUPER low. I have a paper to write, two scripts to work on, and my stage combat and french lessons are both starting this week, on top of all the other homework I usually have to do… So… here’s hoping I don’t drown. I’m pretty much always around to chat. If you want a starter, shoot me a message and when things calm down, I’ll get to it with all my other drafts!

[actualarchive]

a hundred random starters 

below are starters based on/inspired by various sources. change the genders as you see fit ;)

❝ why do you keep lying to me? ❞

❝ have you ever considered the idea that maybe, this world doesn’t revolve around you & your problems? ❞

❝ love is love is love is love. ❞

❝ marriage is an absurd arrangement. one is sold as a fifteen-year-old child and makes a vow one does not understand and then regrets for thirty years or more, and which one can never undo again. ❞

❝ why are you crying this time? ❞

❝ you will never escape. ❞

❝ this isn’t what I wanted! ❞

❝ everything has its consequences. ❞

❝ this face bears the mission of heaven. ❞

❝ no, you shall dismantle the house of lies, but build the temple of the divine. ❞

❝ one copper coin for a bowl of noodles! ❞

❝ that one has the heart of a lion. ❞

❝ I needed to be summoned. ❞

❝ there’s no reason for this hostility! I come in peace. ❞

❝ they died screaming. ❞

❝ why fight anymore? what’s the point of fighting against destiny? ❞

❝ how long have you known? ❞

❝ I can only speak for myself. ❞

❝ the law can be changed. ❞

❝ are you sure you’re not pregnant? ❞

❝ your child is adorable! ❞

❝ you gave him a riddle for his birthday? ❞

❝ you have no fucking right to treat me this way. ❞

❝ your ambition blinds you. ❞

❝ he adores you. ❞

❝ I feel like I should be shocked that you two had sex there, but I’m not anymore. ❞

❝ she’s going to kill you. ❞

❝ have you ever tried the cakes? they’re actually quite delicious. ❞

❝ you’ll need to be punished. ❞

❝ you should learn to lie better. ❞

❝ sometimes I wonder if you’re real. ❞

❝ I will take back what is mine & kill anyone who stands in my way. ❞

❝ then kill me. ❞

❝ there’s no such thing as love. there is only lust. ❞

❝ you’re selfish. you never think about anyone but yourself. ❞

❝ i’m sorry, but they’re gone. ❞

❝ death is just another adventure. ❞

❝ stop! ❞

❝ let them watch. ❞

❝ you have no shame, do you? ❞

❝ I can’t believe we’re talking about this right now. ❞

❝ I need advice. sex advice. ❞

❝ alright, tell me the truth, is he good in bed? ❞

❝ she is the best thing in my life. ❞

❝ you love him? ❞

❝ do you love me at all? ❞

❝ do you believe in soul mates? ❞

❝ please, you have to believe me. I didn’t kill anyone! ❞

❝ history is written by the victorious. ❞

❝ at least she has a heart! you have none. ❞

❝ isn’t it more important that they told you? ❞

❝ the king is displeased. ❞

❝ long live your majesty! ❞

❝ can you stop talking for just one moment & listen to me? ❞

❝ no matter how hard I try, they just won’t stay dead. ❞

❝ he’s a gold digger. he’ll screw anyone & marry them as long as they have money. ❞

❝ o! how sweet love must be! ❞

❝ do you really think that? ❞

❝ quick, you need to hide before they see you! ❞

❝ you taught me to never trust anyone. ❞

❝ this is extreme, even for you. ❞

❝ you guys were pretty loud last night. I guess it was good? ❞

❝ that wasn’t an apology & you know it. ❞

❝ are you a virgin? ❞

❝ I’m married. ❞

❝ best thing I ever did was marrying you. ❞

❝ red roses won’t erase the fact that you broke my heart. ❞

❝ stop taking all the ice cream! ❞

❝ has anyone told you that you’re sort of a little bitch? ❞

❝ it’s deep dish pizza. ❞

❝ do you want to fight for your land back or not? ❞

❝ I never realized how much of a coward you are. ❞

❝ there’s nothing worse than someone who isn’t willing to try new things. ❞

❝ haven’t you ever wanted to escape? to leave this place & explore the world? ❞

❝ i think you’ve had enough to drink. ❞

❝ your ancestors would be ashamed if they saw you. ❞

❝ one of the dolls is missing! ❞

❝ are we going to die here? ❞

❝ well looks like we’ve found ourselves in a bit of a dilemma. ❞

❝ I am no longer a child! ❞

❝ the baby won’t stop crying! i don’t know what to do anymore! ❞

❝ what if something happens to them? ❞

❝ once upon a time, I gave a damn about what people thought about me. ❞

❝ if he can get away with this, then so can i! ❞

❝ the dark shall come & take everything you love from you. ❞

❝ it’s the same story over & over again. you’d think people would know better by now. ❞

❝ there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. ❞

❝ you are what is wrong with this world. ❞

❝ shattered dreams can drive anyone mad. ❞

❝ I am a phoenix. burn me & I shall return, rising from the ashes. ❞

❝ this is my home. ❞

❝ home is where the heart is, where you feel safe & warm & loved. ❞

❝ running away has never solved a damn thing! ❞

❝ fuck me. ❞

❝ oh the things I’d do to you if we were alone. ❞

❝ stop, he’s not here, remember? he’s gone & he can’t hurt you anymore. ❞

❝ your husband/wife – is he/she good to you? ❞

❝ stop & think a moment, you have to stay & rest. there’s a child who needs you now, you can’t just run & be a fucking idiot. ❞

❝ once, I drank a whole bottle by myself. ❞

❝ what do I want? I want to kiss you a thousand times before undressing you & kissing every bit of your flesh a thousand more times. ❞

[rpmemes-gallery]

Symbols for the mun

💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted

✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me

💍 I want to be exclusives with you 

⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did

☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how

💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t

🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends

🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!

💡 I have a thread idea for us!

💌 I just think you’re amazing

💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me

[v-eck]

It’s all coming down now, isn’t it?

[cataclysmiicx]

❛ You forget your place. ❜ ~gcldenapple

Curse of the Black Pearl Starters || Accepting

”I'm not forgetting anything,” Rowan replied smoothly, not bothering to glance up from his work. “You might be a goddess, but times are changing. We mere mortals haven’t adhered to your laws in a long time... Just because you’ve deigned to saunter down from the sky doesn’t mean I’m about to start now.”

He had no intention of bowing and making obsequies to any god, or woman, no matter how powerful or beautiful. There was too much work to be done. If he stopped to get down on his knees every time the jealous, gorgeous bitch wanted him to, he’d never get up.

Still, he paused, and looked over to Eris. In a rare gesture, the paranormalist reached out and caught her hand, kissing her palm.

“I’m not serving your ends... I’m tending to my own,” he reminded her, his grey eyes never leaving her face. “If you like where I end up, more’s the better... But I’ll never get there if you don’t let me finish my work.”

[swannbird-a-blog]

◆ —— CURSE OF THE BLACK PEARL QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.

❛ They’re safe ❜   ❛ She’s/he’s/they’re safe, just like I promised. ❜ ❛ And you get to die for her/him/them, just like you promised. ❜ ❛ We’re all men/woman of our word. ❜ ❛ This is either madness or brilliance. ❜ ❛ It’s remarkable how often those two traits coincide. ❜ ❛ Me? I’m dishonest. ❜ ❛ And a dishonest man/woman/person you can always trust to be dishonest. ❜ ❛ It’s the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they’re going to do something incredibly.. stupid. ❜ ❛ This is the day you will always remember as the day you almost caught NAME. ❜ ❛ You cheated. ❜ ❛ Pirate. ❜ ❛ You are without doubt the worst pirate I’ve ever heard of. ❜ ❛ What’s your purpose? ❜ ❛ I confess, it is my intention to commandeer one of these ships. ❜ ❛ I confess, it is my intention to raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out. ❜ ❛ I said no lies. ❜ ❛ I think he’s telling the truth. ❜ ❛ If he/she/they were telling the truth, he/she/they wouldn’t have told us. ❜ ❛ That’s not true. ❜ ❛ I am not obsessed with treasure. ❜ ❛ Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate. ❜ ❛ You’re supposed to be dead! ❜ ❛ The only rules that matter are these: what a man/woman/person can do and what a man/woman/person can’t do. ❜ ❛ Pirate is in your blood, boy. ❜ ❛ I can let you drown. ❜ ❛ So, can you sail under the command of a pirate, or can you not? ❜ ❛ Drink up, me hearties. Yo ho. ❜ ❛ You burned all the food, the shade.. the rum! ❜ ❛ Yes, the rum is gone. ❜ ❛ Why is the rum gone? ❜ ❛ It is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. ❜ ❛ The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me. ❜ ❛ Do you really think there is even the slightest chance they won’t see it? ❜ ❛ There’ll be no living with him/her/them after this. ❜ ❛ I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against PLACE. ❜ ❛ There are a lot of long words in there, Miss/Mr. ❜ ❛ We’re naught but humble pirates. ❜ ❛ What is it that you want? ❜ ❛ I want you to leave and never come back. ❜ ❛ I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request. Mean’s no. ❜ ❛ I didn’t steal it, if that’s what you mean. ❜ ❛ Too long I’ve been starving to death and haven’t died. ❜ ❛ I feel nothing. ❜ ❛ You best start believing in ghost stories, NAME. You’re in one. ❜ ❛ No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder? ❜ ❛ If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it. ❜ ❛ I want you to know that I was rooting for you. Know that. ❜ ❛ It never would have worked between us, darling. ❜ ❛ I’m terribly sorry, I didn’t know. ❜ ❛ How far are you willing to go to save her/him/them? ❜ ❛ I’d die for her/him/them. ❜ ❛ You need to find yourself a girl/boy, mate. ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ No one. He’s no one. Distant cousin of my aunt’s nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice. Eunuch. ❜ ❛ A wedding? I love weddings. Drinks all around! ❜ ❛ I love this song. ❜ ❛ You’ll be positively the most fearsome pirates in the Spanish Main. ❜ ❛ You stole my boat! ❜ ❛ I borrowed. Borrowed without permission, but with every intention of bringing it back. ❜ ❛ It’s frightful bad luck to have a woman on board. ❜ ❛ She/he/they go free. ❜ ❛ You only got one shot. ❜ ❛ We can’t die. ❜ ❛ Don’t do anything stupid. ❜ ❛ The crew are not to be harmed. ❜ ❛ Curse you for breathin’, ya slack-jawed idiot. ❜ ❛ You should know better than to wake a man when he’s sleepin’. It’s bad luck. ❜ ❛ Savvy? ❜ ❛ It’s not worth you getting beat again. ❜ ❛ You didn’t beat me. ❜ ❛ You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fair, I’d kill you. ❜ ❛ That’s not much incentive for me to fight fair then, is it? ❜ ❛ The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers. ❜ ❛ You know nothing of hell. ❜ ❛ How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn’t work? ❜ ❛ I’m actually feeling rather good about this. ❜ ❛ You could surrender. ❜ ❛ I’m gonna teach you the meaning of pain. ❜ ❛ You like pain? Try wearing a corset. ❜ ❛ Wretch. ❜ ❛ I couldn’t resist, mate. ❜ ❛ That’s got to be the best pirate I’ve ever seen. ❜ ❛ I cannot just step aside and let you escape. ❜ ❛ This shot was not meant for you. ❜ ❛ You’re pirates. ❜ ❛ Hang the code, and hang the rules. They’re more like guidelines, anyway. ❜ ❛ You lying bastard! ❜ ❛ Don’t dare impugn me honor, boy/girl! ❜ ❛ I always liked you. ❜ ❛ It goes with your black heart. ❜ ❛ I really rather hoped we were past all this. ❜ ❛ Perhaps you’ll conjure up another miraculous escape, but I doubt it. ❜ ❛ Do us a favor. I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try not to do anything… stupid. ❜ ❛ Even a good decision if made for the wrong reasons can be a wrong decision. ❜ ❛ Any man who falls behind, is left behind. ❜ ❛ Take what you can! Give nothin’ back. ❜ ❛ I hardly believe in ghost stories. ❜ ❛ We are cursed men. ❜ ❛ Will you be saving her/him then? ❜ ❛ I can’t swim. ❜ ❛ I’m watching over you. ❜ ❛ I should have told you from the moment I met you. I love you. ❜ ❛ Hang him. ❜ ❛ Keep your guns on him, men. ❜ ❛ How did you escape last time? ❜ ❛ This man/woman/person saved my life. ❜ ❛ One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness. ❜ ❛ Come out… and we promise we won’t hurt you. ❜ ❛ I invoke the right of parlay. ❜ ❛ I can’t breathe. ❜ ❛ You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before? ❜ ❛ I had a dream about you last night. ❜ ❛ You don’t want to be doing that, mate. ❜ ❛ I’m curious. After killing me, what is it you’re planning on doing next? ❜ ❛ Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death? ❜ ❛ You forget your place. ❜ ❛ So, this is where your heart truly lies? ❜ ❛ I already feel like a fool. ❜ ❛ I admire a person who’s willing to do whatever’s necessary. ❜ ❛ You’re a smart man/woman/person, but I don’t entirely trust you. ❜ ❛ I’m not sure I deserved that. ❜ ❛ I may have deserved that. ❜ ❛ You’re safe now. ❜ ❛ You’re despicable. ❜ ❛ I saved your life, you saved mine. We’re square. ❜ ❛ I can get you out of here. ❜ ❛ I’d need a lot more to drink. ❜ ❛ It was a good plan.. up ‘till now. ❜ ❛ Do not make the mistake in thinking you are the only man here who cares for NAME. ❜ ❛ Is there a problem between us? ❜ ❛ Every decision you’ve made has only brought us from bad to worse. ❜ ❛ Easy on the goods, darling. ❜ ❛ I’m not entirely sure that I’ve had enough rum to allow that kind of talk. ❜ ❛ He’s still breathing. ❜ ❛ Easy on the goods, darling. ❜

[cataclysmiicx]

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”Don’t come in!”

The door opened anyway, as Rowan had known it would. What, the child thought angrily, was SO confusing about the phrases, ‘Don’t come in’ and ‘Leave me alone’ that not a single one of his four parents – all brilliant men at any other time of day – simply could not get through their skulls?

It was probably the blood, he decided, looking down at himself. His nose was still bleeding rather heavily, his lower lip was cut, and there was another one just above his left eye. The rest of his body was a mass of welling bruises and scratches, but he was used to that. Still, it had been naive to think he might be able to sneak upstairs without even one of the guys coming to check in on him. Even non-biological guardians were alarmed if their charge came home looking the way he did… but they should have been used to it by now…

He turned his face away from Venkman, avoiding his eyes. It was embarrassing, coming home every afternoon looking as if he’d been run over by a bus. There wasn’t exactly anything he could do about it either. Other children did not like him. It was as if someone had sewn a ‘Kick Me’ sign into his DNA…

“… I’m okay, Peter. I just-… fell down some stairs. You can go away now.”

[worldoftheskeptic]

“Stairs? You went with stairs. God, kid. Who taught you to lie? You suck at it.” Venkman sat heavily on the edge of the bed. Absentminded, he ran a hand through Rowan’s hair, messing it up even more.

“You need to learn the sock on the door trick. Nobody comes in when you put a sock on the doorhandle.” Peter got up again and left the room to run a washcloth under the sink. He grabbed the first aid kit for good measure.

“Why in the fuck do these kids pick on you? Did you kill their pets or something? Insult their mothers?” Sure, kids could be cruel, but he’d never known them to be this bad.

Venkman smeared the cloth over his face, managing to get most of the blood off in a pink stain. “I know I never hit anybody because he was weird.“ No, I just make friends with that type.

[cataclysmiicx]

Rowan flinched instinctively as Venkman’s hand neared his face, and again as the older man wiped his face.

“I might have... tried to hit a couple of them back,” he mumbled, grimacing in pain but doing his best not to be a baby about it. “Fun fact: They didn’t like that.”

He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, his grey eyes growing distant. He tried to imagine that he was floating above himself, apart from all the mess. He was starting to get good at it too... pushing everything down... pulling himself away.

“Yeah, but we all know I’m not just weird,” Rowan laughed, bitterly. “I’m a little monster. The mob has to kill me now, before I get too big to handle.” He winced, hating himself for the awful joke, and brought his eye line back down to meet Venkman’s. “... Sorry. I just... I’m... not normal. And sometimes I’m kind of an asshole. So... bad combination, I guess. I think I just... rub people the wrong way. Who knows! Maybe I’m cursed. Dad was cursed. Maybe it rubbed off on me...” He wiggled his fingers in a childish attempt to be spooky, and tried to give Venkman a smile. “What do you think? There’s not like, an invisible target design made out of my acne, is there? You’d tell me if there was, right?”

[cataclysmiicx]

😢 (If you're up for it?)

72 Angst Prompts || Accepting

44. “I thought I’d never get out of there.”

Rowan sat with his hands wrapped around a cup of coffee, his grey eyes fixed unseeingly on the tabletop. The cafe wasn’t particularly loud, but every noise made the ex-convict flinch. He couldn’t bring himself to look at the man across the table. It was nice, but strange to have someone there after so long.

“Thank you... for the letters,” he said, very softly. “They helped immensely. I was a bit... skeptical. The whole inmate pen pal thing always seemed so-... But... it helped. Distracted.”

He was quiet for a long time. Then finally, he looked up, studying the older man’s face. Ray. He didn’t look anything like Rowan had pictured.

“... I thought I’d never get out of there.” He tried to turn the words into a laugh, but the sound came out oddly hollow. Rowan shook his head, smiling mirthlessly. “They’re not kidding, when they say that prison’s hell. Not a trip I would ever advise taking... Longest year of my life. Would have been longer, if those girls had had their way... But I am... very good at staying under the radar. Apparently that’s all it takes to make parole... I only wish the rest of the world were so easy to maneuver through.”

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“I need you” Sentence Starters

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“I can’t do this without you.”

“Don’t let go of my hand through this, please.”

“If you walk away everything will fall apart.”

“All I want is your lips against mine right now.”

“It wasn’t just a one off for me; it was me hoping you’d see the connection.”

“We’ve been through everything else together.  This is no different.”

“You’re my other half.”

“There’s no one else I’d rather have with me than you.”

“You need to help me, I can’t do this alone.”

“I’ve never felt alone since you came into my life.”

“What am I supposed to do if you walk away?”

“This distance is killing me.”

“Don’t let this distance tear us apart.”

“I need you as much as you need me.”

“Letting go was never an option.”

“All the time did was make me realize that you’re supposed to be with me.”

“I’ve made so many mistakes, but you’re not one of them.”

“I need you to help me reach the top shelf.”

“Two people aren’t this made for each other so easily.”

“You’re worth any fight.”

“I’m crying on the floor and nothing’s right, but I know you can make this better.”

“I’m way too drunk to be driving, so I was gonna walk home– stay on the phone with me, okay?”

“There’s this couple’s contest, and I know we’re not dating, but the grand prize is this big ass load of food– help me.”

“It doesn’t matter if you need me; you broke everything.”

“Everything’s really shitty right now.  So how about you get in this car with me and we drive to wherever for however long?”

“I’ll go if you go.”

“I’ll only do this if you help me.”

“I can’t depend on anyone else, just you.”

“Thank you for always being here for me.”

“You could call be at any time and I’d drop anything if you needed me.”

“All you have to do is show me that you feel the same.”

“I know that I need you, but sometimes the feeling doesn’t seem reciprocated.”

“I’m pathetic, because I go to you for everything, but you’d pick someone over me any day.”

“Can you give me a ride?”

“I didn’t tell anyone else I was leaving… You deserved to know though.”

“I’ll still be here when you get back.”

“Isn’t in terrifying that we both couldn’t go without the other?”

“This ring proves that I’m always here for you.”

“Come here, let me give you a hug.”

“My date stood me up, can you come with me to egg his/her car?”

“My date stood me up, can you come pick me up?”

“The lights don’t shine as bright when you’re not here.”

“I can’t deal with us drifting apart anymore.”

“I feel like I’m gripping with all my might and you’re not even lifting a finger.”

“My friend locked me outside naked.  Help.”

“My friend needs to see I’m dating someone so they’ll stop including me in blind dates–yes, I know we’re not dating, but still.”

“I don’t call you my partner in crime for no reason.”

“Can you come over so I don’t feel so alone anymore?”

“You ran to get here this quickly?!”

“I need you.”

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72 Angst Plots || Accepting

22. Your Muse finds mine unconscious on the ground. They’re not waking up and their breathing is shallow.

Six years, three months, two weeks and five days. That was good, by most standards. He had cheated death for six years, three months, two weeks and five days... Six and a quarter years since the girls had found him at the Mercado... talked him down off the proverbial ledge.

Six years, three months, two weeks and five days over which his rage had slowly receded. He still didn’t quite feel things the way others did... was still slow to pick up on jokes, and to recognize playful teasing... but he had found his niche... his home. He’d managed to find a touch of humanity. And he remembered every second of it.

Six years... three months... two weeks... five days... Death had a long memory, and hated to be cheated. He had been alone, working on-... but it all happened so fast. He’d simply felt the shock... hundreds of volts racing up his arms... in his mind... in his chest... Ironic... Hadn’t this always been the end he had planned for himself? Burning hair. Burning skin. Heart... stopping.

He saw the woman in the doorway as he fell back from the lab bench. His vision was already going dark. He couldn’t catch his breath. Heart attack. Almost certainly. He was vaguely aware of hitting the floor. High heels moving towards him.

Six years... three months... two weeks... five days... just to end up where he started. Like nothing had changed at all...

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72 Angst Prompts || Accepting

63. “I’m trying to fix you!”

“Again. Come on, kiddo, up and at ‘em.”

Rowan winced and rolled onto his back. He looked down at himself and grimaced. The whole front of his shirt was covered in dirt and grass stains. His whole body ached – he’d lost count of the times he’d failed to catch the baseball and managed to get hit with the stupid thing instead. Sports, it seemed, were just another thing he could add to his ever-growing list of failures. Venkman had brought him out to the park every day for a month to try something new. Frisbee, soccer, basketball, football, field hockey… and the latest disaster – baseball. And every attempt went more abysmally wrong than the last. Even Venkman, who normally couldn’t be bothered to be phased by anything, was starting to get frustrated.

“Rowan. Come on… get up, and throw the ball.”

“No.” The fourteen year old stared up at the darkening sky. The sooner the sun set, the sooner they could go home. “Get it yourself. I’m done.”

He heard Venkman sigh, and Rowan shut his eyes tight, trying to crush the awful swell of embarrassment and guilt welling up in his stomach. His face was red with exertion, and his breathing was coming in short shallow gasps. Everything was covered in sweat. It was disgusting. Why was he so goddamn overweight? It wasn’t like he didn’t dry, and the kids at his school certainly gave him some very good incentive to run home every day after school. Overweight… unattractive… generally untalented… Somebody upstairs REALLY had it in for him.

“You’re not going to get any better if you lay down and give up,” he heard Venkman say. He was trying to be inspirational. But right now, all Rowan wanted was to bury himself in the dirt, and not have to crawl out again until high school was over. Every day that ticked by brought him closer to what he knew was about to be the four most hellish years of his life, and the rapidly approaching end of the summer vacation was sending his anxiety into overdrive.

“I’m not going to get good at it ever, so why are you trying to make me waste my time?” Rowan snapped back.

“Yeah, THAT’S the spirit!”

“Well I’m not!” Rowan sat up, turning his face to his father. “And it’s not like knowing how to do any of this stupid stuff is going to make a difference.”

“No?” Venkman pulled off his mitt, staring back at the boy. “I can think of a few ways it might help you. You do realize one of the quickest ways to build a friendship is joining a sports team, right? Or a club? Similar interests are important.”

Rowan scoffed. “Yeah, because I was ACTUALLY going to make a sports team, and THAT’S what was going to get people to suddenly like me.”

“You know, I’m starting to think you enjoy being hated.”

Silence.

Peter crossed his arms, and stared at Rowan, searching his face intently, his expression grim. “Well, do you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. Rowan didn’t know what to say. He just stared at Venkman, his chest throbbing. He felt… very aware of the sweat on his palms… the size of his stomach under his t-shirt… the dirt and grass stains on his clothes…

“You don’t try! You actively don’t try. You gave up, and frankly, it’s bullshit! You’re a brilliant kid, you could be a great friend to somebody, but you decided back in the fourth grade that the whole world was against you, so why bother being anything but miserable, right?”

“Well what else am I supposed to do?!” Rowan’s voice pitched up by his anger, and he balled his hands into fists. “What exactly do you suggest? Huh? Dress like the other kids? Maybe THAT will get them to stop hitting me! Drop 70 or 80 IQ points, and use a little more upspeak? How about I lose 100 pounds and get some plastic surgery while I’m at it? Make myself marginally less hideous. Get myself a lobotomy and hey, why don’t I just re-wire my entire personality into something everybody can find just a little more palatable!! How about I just change everything about myself, so I’m just not me at all!”

“Rowan, I’m not telling you to change who you are! I’m trying to fix you!”

Venkman stopped, wincing visibly in the silence. Rowan just stared at him. He tasted ash in the back of his mouth… His ears were ringing. His chest ached.

“I… I’m trying to help you. I-… There’s nothing to-… You’re not… You’re not broken. You don’t need-… I-… Rowan-”

“Fuck you.”

“Rowan-”

The boy threw down his mitt, and ran. He could hear Peter calling after him, but right then, he didn’t care.

‘I’m trying to fix you. I’m trying to fix you. I’m trying to fix you.’

The words pounded in his head, over and over and over again with every step. He wasn’t sure where he was going. Away, that was the most important. Just away. He tried to tell himself that Peter hadn’t meant it… That it wasn’t true, and it didn’t matter… That there was nothing wrong with him, nothing broken. Just a late bloomer… Just a little slow… That someone, eventually, would pick him from the bunch, would take him as he was, no questions asked. That he was perfectly fine just the way he was.

But it wasn’t true. And he knew it.

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Triggers such as Suicide, Self Harm, Death, Addiction, Drugs, Alcohol, Murder, Assault, Abuse, and injury. Some prompts are fluffier/lighter than others. Some are very dark.

If the generated prompt is a speech text / dialogue, then you decide who is saying it ( your muse or my muse )

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Epiphany Drabble Prompt || Accepting

♕ - my muse thought yours was dead, but turns out they survived and are OK

Rowan sat with his head in his hands, and tried not to think. He tried to concentrate on breathing... on the unsteady, shrill peeps of the heart monitor... the steady whir and thrum of the various life support machines that filled the room. The nurses had given up trying to send him away. He kept to himself, seated in a corner of the dark, cramped hospital room, not saying a word, or registering when he was being spoken to. At some point, someone had brought him a cup of coffee, but that had long since gone cold.

His fingertips were numb. Some small part of his brain told him that that was to be expected. He’d been sitting in the same position for what must have been hours now, without moving a muscle. A little voice gently tried to urge the ex-janitor to move... to stand up and stretch, or at the very least, shift his weight around a little bit. But he was afraid that if he did, if he caused even the slightest shift in the atmosphere of the room, Martin might be pushed back into the oblivion he had so narrowly escaped.

He wasn’t sure why it mattered. He hated people. Hadn’t even cared when his own father had died. But Martin... Martin wasn’t ‘people.’ Martin was a terrible, dirty old man, who never stopped cracking bad jokes, and never seemed wholly at home unless there was a pretty face nearby to flirt with. Martin was... well... maybe not always openly brilliant, but he understood genius and could interface with the inherent talent of those around him effortlessly. He understood Rowan. And he seemed to accept him. At least, in spite of the amount he teased the younger man, he was never blatantly malicious. After all, he HAD saved Rowan, hadn’t he? Offered him a hand... Given him a second chance... And Rowan had grown accustomed to his presence... He liked wheeling the ridiculous old man around town, fixing meals, and scheduling television appointments and interviews. He liked Martin. And a very very very small, desperately hopeful part of him was starting to believe that Martin might be starting to like him too. That Martin Heiss just might want to be his friend...

Rowan squeezed his eyes shut tight, and tried to remember how to breathe. The pips of the heart monitor were slowing down, starting to even out again, regularizing, returning to normal... He would be okay. It would likely be hours before Martin woke up again, but he would be okay. Rowan could still hear the awful screeching of the taxi’s breaks... reckless driver speeding towards the impatient old man... he’d looked away for a second... just thinking about it made him nauseous. But Martin was alright. He was going to be perfectly fine. But Rowan couldn’t seem to get his heart to stop hammering. Couldn’t bring himself to look at Martin, lying there in a hospital bed, knowing that he’d almost lost him. And what would he have done then? Martin was home... or the closest thing to it that Rowan had known... It wasn’t much, their strange, tenuous relationship, but it was what he had. And... it mattered. Damned if he knew why... but it did. Far more than he could express.

Rowan sighed. Tried to time his breathing to the near-regular beat of the heart monitor. It was going to be alright, he told himself. Martin was going to be alright. Things had almost been bad... but now they would be okay. Just so long as he didn’t have to think. Just so long as the pips kept shrilling through the dark little room... Then he wouldn’t be alone. Martin would wake up, and then he wouldn’t be alone. He would have his friend back. And everything was going to be okay...