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this is an independent roleplaying blog for an original daughter of westley and buttercup from t*he p*rincess b*ride. please read the documents before following / interacting. blog is dash only. written by cori c. [ she / her // 30 // pst ] navigation: guidelines & dni biography relationships verses p*interest
if anyone wants to write on discord, let me know and i can set us up a server. it can also apply to not just this set of characters, but any of my ( and your ) characters. writing on discord can be a little easier at times.
“it’s what my rotting bones will sing when the rest of me is dead.”
behold, the hope of him is in vain ; shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him ?
all the bastards applaud when I show that I’m 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐄𝐃.
like this for a short starter. will probably be the amazing d/evil line, tbh. i'm in a mood.
feel free to send memes while i work on things across my various accounts.
@empathises asked: “you look like i need a drink.”
the raid on the royal supply ship hadn’t been planned, but it had been needed. they’d been starting to see a dip in their supplies and the crew’s morale hadn’t been the best since leaving their last port. rose had taken a calculated risk in targeting the ship and it’d paid off in supplies, money, and a much needed boost in their morale. granted, there’d been far more injuries to her crew than rose had been comfortable with, but no deaths on her side. that was something, at least. she’d left their newly acquired bard below decks with a warning of what they’d been about to do and had been quite pleased that he hadn’t made an appearance during the fighting. the last thing that she’d needed once the chaos hit was another body to worry about. however, she was slightly less pleased to hear his voice the second that she stepped foot into her quarters. she hoped that he’d stayed out of her journals because no one besides her needed to read the disjointed chicken scratch that was her thoughts and handwriting. “well, you’re lucky that i managed to get into their captain’s quarters, then.” she placed the bottles of high quality wine and rum onto the table with the maps. “have at the wine, but leave me the rum.” above them, shouts of celebration and delight filled the night air as the crew had their usual post-raid party. with less than graceful movements, rose ripped off the mask and hair cover that she used to help hide her identity from their enemies. she then slipped off her shirt, revealing not only the cloths that she used to bind her chest to help further hide her identity, but a bloody sword wound on her right side that the black cloth of her shirt had hidden. thankfully, it was shallow and wouldn’t need stitches, but it still stung and bled like a bitch. “if you’re going to stay in here and drink, then at least make yourself useful and fetch me some bandages,” she sat down in the closest chair with a sigh and grimace, leaning to rest her elbow on the table and examine her wound better. “fuckin’ hell,” she grumbled.
Some sexual tension / attraction prompts
Send a prompt for my muse to respond to it! Feel free to elaborate, create your own, send multiple, etc. Some smut-related prompts.
1. [unlikely kiss] - Your muse kisses mine, but they are not in a relationship with one another, so it comes as something of a surprise. Works for enemies to lovers, rivals with sexual tension, unrequired-or-is-it dynamics, crushes, etc. 2. [distracting kiss] - Your muse kisses mine to avoid answering a difficult question or discussing a difficult topic. My muse may or may not realise they’re being used as a distraction. 3. [laughing kiss] - Your muse kisses mine whilst laughing. Maybe they bumped noses, clacked teeth, or are generally giggly. Intimacy can be funny! 4. [heated stare] - Your muse gazes heatedly at mine, clearly undressing them with their eyes. 5. [taunting stare] - Your muse gazes mischeviously at mine, clearly trying to taunt them into something sexual, romantic, or playful. 6. [blissful stare] - Your muse gazes softly, dazedly at mine during the afterglow. 7. [wall slam] - Your muse pushes mine roughly into a wall, their faces only inches apart - or, if your muse pushes mine chest-first, my muse can feel yours’ breath on the back of their neck. 8. [pin arms] - Your muse pins mine’s arms to restrain them for whatever reason. Tension ensues. 9. [handsy] - Our muses make out and fumble with one another whilst fully clothed. 10. [thigh touch] - Your muse slides their hand slowly up my muse’s thigh, gazing at them the entire time to gauge their response. 11. [consent is sexy] - Your muse asks permission to touch mine below the waist, above or beneath clothing. 12. [sharing is caring] - Your muse catches mine wearing their shirt, still in the process of buttoning it or pulling it on. 13. [quiet jealousy] - Your muse becomes jealous over my muse for whatever reason, and expresses it non-verbally, lingering closer to my muse than usual, touching them casually, etc. 14. [that scent] - Your muse leans in to sniff my muse. When my muse turns their head to look, their faces are very close together. 15. [intoxicated] - Our muses, who are not in a relationship, are tipsy together and end up fooling around as a result.
all the bastards applaud when I show that I’m 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐄𝐃.
❥ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
inspired by devotedecay’s non - sexual acts of dominance meme ! send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to … ( add ❝ reverse ❞ if you’d like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )
[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower.
[ choke ] your muse choking mine.
[ kiss + soft ] your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.
[ kiss + rough ] your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.
[ pin ] your muse pinning mine down.
[ wrists ] your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.
[ push ] your muse pushing mine into bed.
[ rip + clothing ] your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.
[ spank ] your muse spanking mine.
[ pull ] your muse pulling my muses hair.
[ talk ] your muse talking dirty to mine.
[ eyes ] your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.
[ down ] your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.
[ knees ] your muse telling mine to get on their knees.
[ hips ] your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.
[ denial ] your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.
[ many ] your muse making mine orgasm over and over.
[ tied ] your muse tying my muse down.
[ lazy ] your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.
[ love ] your muse telling mine they love them during.
[ dominance ] your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.
[ submission ] your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.
[ humiliation ] your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.
[ pain ] your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.
[ knife ] your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.
[ hidden ] your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.
[ public ] your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.
[ adore ] your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.
[ dress ] your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.
[ eat ] your muse eating mine out.
[ sleep ] your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.
[ gag ] your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.
[ blindfold ] your muse blindfolding mine.
[ praise ] your muse praising mine in bed.
[ good ] your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.
[ want ] your muse telling mine they want them.
[ snarl ] your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.
[ mark ] your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.
[ wall ] your muse shoving mine up against a wall.
friends with benefits (sfw) starters
“ i can help you with that, you know. “
“ are we really doing this? “
“ you're okay with us doing this, right? because if you're not — “
“ please, whatever you do... don't fall in love with me. “
“ wasn't really under the impression you thought of me that way. “
“ you're like a brother to me. “ “ don't say that. do absolutely not say that. “
“ friends with benefits? isn't that like, for friends? “
“ don't think friendship is a requirement. “
“ i'm allowed to go on dates, right? “ “ uh... i don't know. do you want to? “
“ do you need any help? with... you know. “
“ don't call me. unless we're talking about... things. “
“ i can't believe we're actually doing this... “
“ why don't you stay for breakfast tomorrow? “ “ define breakfast. “
“ i know we agreed on keeping things casual, but... “
“ wanna stay for breakfast? “
“ you don't think it'll be weird? “ “ nah, it's just two friends... doing business. “
“ if you start catching feels, run. “
“ if my mom comes in, tell her you're my boyfriend/girlfriend. “
“ this is nothing but a consensual arrangement between two friends. “
“ we're keeping this to ourselves, right? “
“ i want you all to myself. “ “ yeah, well, i'm going on a date. “
“ i always wondered what it would be like to kiss you. “
“ course' the thought crossed my mind. you really think i'd be here if i hadn't? “
“ hey, you're single now. can't let that opportunity pass me by. “
“ if you catch feelings, i will kill you. “
“ it's just... ever since me and [my partner] broke up... i haven't really had much look with the whole... dating thing. “
“ you're just a rebound. nothing more, nothing less. “
“ it's only awkward if you make it awkward. so don't make it awkward. “
“ we need to set some ground rules. “
“ am i allowed to stay the night? “ “ yes/no. “
nsfw prompts that don’t sound like a bad porno
i’m always tired of seeing the cringiest sentence starters for smut so i’m back at it again kids. feel free to adjust sentences or specify who does the action.
ACTIONS: 1. for one muse to give the other oral 2. to skinny dip with my muse 3. to shower with my muse 4. to take a hot bath with my muse 5. for sex in public 6. for sex in the car 7. to catch my muse naked 8. to undress my muse 9. for sparring to turn into sex 10. for an argument to turn into sex 11. for make up sex 12. for friends with benefits sex 13. to tie up my muse 14. to blindfold my muse 16. to make one muse watch the other masturbate 17. for a threesome (specify muses) 18. for one muse to wake the other by fingering them/giving a handjob 19. for one muse to deny the other orgasm 20. for angry sex 21. for break up sex 22. for sex after a near death experience 23. for after battle sex 24. for sex to get revenge on an ex 25. for one muse to give the other a lap dance or strip tease 26. to make my muse whimper 27. for one muse to take the other from behind 28. for sex against the wall 29. for sex on a table/counter/desk 30. for sex in a pool/hot tub 31. for one muse to choke the other 32. for rough sex 33. for our muses to try a new position 34. for our muses to try a new kink together 35. for one muse to use a toy on the other 36. for one muse to sit on the other’s face
WORDS: “touch me.” “kiss me here.” “you have to be quiet if you want to cum.” “say my name.” “oh fuck-” “i need you so bad.” “i’m so wet right now.” “i want you to touch yourself for me.” “let me hear you, baby.” “come for me.” “i want to hear you cum.” “harder.” “i need to feel you.” “i want you.” “you’re so hot.” “can i come yet?” “please, baby—” “i’m so close.” “i told you to be quiet.” “i told you to stay still.” “are you gonna be good for me?” “i promise i’ll be good.” “i’m not done with you yet.” “i’ve been waiting all day…” “you’re all i want.” “just kiss me, i can’t take this anymore.” “just shut up and fuck me.” “i’m gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop.” “say please.” “i could’t stop thinking about you all day.” “your fingers feel so good.” “your mouth feels so good.” “i want your fingers inside me.” “i want it to hurt.” “more—” “i want you to forget everything and everyone else but me.” “make me forget.” “i just want to feel something.” “make me.” “be quiet.” “they’re gonna catch us—” “yes— right there.” “that feels so good.” “does that feel good?”
the amazing devil lyric sentence starters ↪ taken from their entire discography to date. trigger warnings for religion, depression, alcohol, war, sex, & more. some ( but very few ) lyrics have been tweaked to work better as full sentences. alter as you see fit ♡ this is a long post.
“i can’t do this.”
“never say how much you missed her, or that you kissed her sister.”
“fuck all your plans i’m bored.”
“i promise you i’ll be better.”
“i made a vow out to the gods.”
“wе didn’t talk. we made universеs out of bitten lips and broken hands.”
“she laughs as though she´s not heard the joke ten thousand times before.”
“we’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
“you used to buy me scotch, but now too much is never enough.”
“these aren’t tears, it’s just the rain that wasn’t brave enough to fall.”
“don’t you realise? they’re just battle cries, dear.”
“stop asking why i’m sad just know it’s enough to know i’m sad.”
“stop listening to the smiths.”
“if you asked me, i would lose it all, like petals in a storm.”
“it’s getting late.”
“you’re lying on some coats.”
“whatever you do, don’t turn.”
“run until your lungs are numb.”
“run to show that love’s worth running to.”
“it cannot be a lie if no-one hears.”
“how unreasonably in love i am with everything you do.”
“they might laugh because you’re leaving, but know we’ll sing your name when you come home.”
“for christ’s sake just say something.”
“our love is shown in the letting go.”
“this isn’t a break up, dearheart, it’s a season finale.”
“and i’ll withstand what’s written for the writer in you.”
“they’re discussing champagne.”
“i pack what is needed for thе journey to come: all my books, all my bracken and booze.”
“who’ll save you when you fall?”
“sing me awake with a song about pirates.”
“i’m not lonely if i’m with you.”
“welcome to ruin.”
“i do my best to breathe, but they’re stealing all the air.”
“i’m dolled up, love.”
“remember today you’re enough.”
“know we’ll always love you, even though you’re leaving us behind.”
“so breathe, breathe just breathe.”
“it’s nought that rum won’t solve.”
“every time we watch netflix we spend two hours deciding what to watch on netflix.”
“i’m between that ‘just one more’ and ‘drank too much again’.”
“this here is not singing, i’m just screaming in tune.”
“i don’t know what to do, how to help her, how to bring her home.”
“i can’t wait to show you how much i know you can be.”
“let’s wander, till the fuckers demand an encore.”
“some fictions we took to mean fate.”
“the party swirls around me in a dress i can’t afford.”
“if by palace you mean that asbestos and beans from a tin, and the gin that we brewed in the bathtub.”
“it’s not fair how much i love you.”
“it’s what my heart just yearns to say in ways that can’t be said.”
“a storm is coming on.”
“come on, love, please don’t start.”
“never really liked the pattern that much on the wallpaper so anyway.”
“you brought me through this darkness but you left me here behind.”
“i’ve got something in my eye.”
“they’re just dollops of paint on a new work of art.”
“i’ve seen enough.”
“you’ll love the way i tell it.”
“for some reason you’ve painted the kitchen lime green.”
“you’re the words that i promise i don’t mean.”
“i surrender what was, what could have been.”
“got a headache that just won't shift.”
“it’s what my rotting bones will sing when the rest of me is dead.”
“i know the kindest thing is to leave you alone.”
“i wish that i could take his hand, but where i’m going is for me and me alone.”
“i chipped my teeth on every joke you cracked.”
“and when i think i’m fine, you’ll visit.”
“tell the truth to me, love, does my hair look as nice as it did when it once tangled up in your eyes?”
“i will bring you ruin in everything i do.”
“i might not make it tonight.”
“you angel heart. you monster, oh, some godforsaken prospero.”
“if you knew all that i’d done …”
“remember me i ask.”
“they’re running out of things to hold.”
“back then you had hair and your smile was so sublime.”
“if you knew all that i’d done … the hearts i’ve broken.”
“write me well my love, write me weird, write me willing, write me well.”
“don’t say anything.”
“you don’t see daylight anymore.”
“don’t you know that it’s not all about you anyway?”
“i promise you i’ll try.”
“pray for me ‘cause i won’t pray for you.”
“let’s hide under the covers.”
“she sang, ‘do you think i’m sexy?’ and oh god i really did.”
“and for some godforsaken reason i’m still here, love, like i’ve always been before.”
“we’ll build a den out of pillows and get drunk again.”
“all that matters is that you’re here.”
“just because i left doesn’t mean that i’m not still there.”
“i’ve waited oh so long for you to come.”
“it seems to me that you can’t sleep.”
“oh, if one more guy calls me darling then i swear to you and to god i will murder them all.”
“wе’re both unwanted daughters.”
“do you like my dress? it’s got pockets.”
“there’s only faces of the unfamous dead; full of people just pretending to be brave.”
“i’ve run out of my words, my song, just let me die.”
“so one last time, love, come and rip my clothes off.”
“when you think about him, my wings start to flap.”
“don’t you think i look pretty curled up on this bathroom floor?”
“run for all the things you wished you’d done.”
“why you wearing all that make up?”
“and now, even though you’re mad and these memories won’t stay, that’s okay, 'cause then i get to meet you for the first time every single day.”
“i’m learning to be so much more than my tiredness.”
gonna go home and show my cat some memes.”
“can’t you see that i’m enough for you but you don’t want me to be, 'cause that means you’ll actually have to be content?”
“i don’t find this easy like you.”
“i loved him then, i love him still.”
“you can’t rehearse the chorus, but the verse is sweet.”
“i steal the hours and turn the night into day.”
“i don’t know how to reach you when you get like this.”
“i’m the heartbreak that aches far too much to be shunned.”
“you’re not a coward cos you cower; you’re brave because they broke you, yet broken still you breathe.”
“i’m at the brink, don’t laugh.”
“i’d bruise you.”
“i’ll run until i begin to understand what holy men really mean when they speak of sin.”
“i said ‘pour’ and forgot to say ‘when’.”
“champagne’s the main course.”
“we’ll dance together so close we’re sharing breath.”
“i wish i’d known these stones were something i could save.”
“i love you less.”
“get a grip, we’re grownups.”
“let’s take this outside 'cause we’re one and the same.”
“a broken pot can still hold water.”
“i spend my days so close to you 'cause if i’m standing here, maybe everyone will think i’m alright.”
“think of all the horrors that i promised you i’d bring.”
“can you pass me the lighter mate?”
“i’m fine, it’s just a ‘sitting down in the shower’ day.”
“now take a good long look at what you’ve done to me.”
“with you, i could summon the gods and the stars.”
“gonna go home and dress my cat up like batman.”
“on that tree i’ll carve your name ‘cause in years to come we both know we won’t be the same.”
“we can both barely stand.”
“i can smell the smoke of hell.”
“if there was one place i could be right now, i’d be standing there between you and him.”
“ ‘cause darling, i was born to press my head between your shoulder blades.”
“i raged so much.”
“you are that space that’s in between every page, every chord and every screen.”
“i’m all yours.”
“i try so hard to make you laugh at me.”
“but like rubbing wine stains into rugs, it’s my curse to try and make it right, but by trying make it worse.”
“i’m so sorry, i’ve done it again.”
“it’s up to you now.”
“i get to watch you grow up now and make me proud, make all of those mistakes that make me laugh.”
“where’s the vodka?”
“something’s sucking out your core.”
“what you see is not the dark, it’s just the gods upturning inkpots.”
“who died and made you king of it all?”
“it seems to me that you you can’t dance for shit.”
“there’s no fucking way you’re from [place].”
“we didn’t talk.”
“and the candle we lit, well we’ll use it to burn this whole place to the ground.”
“he said, hey, darling, hey, hey, darling, hey.”
“i know they think i’m nightmare.”
“take my hand, let us waltz for the dead.”
“for you, i would have gone so much blonder.”
“it’s not fair, 'cause you make me laugh when i’m actually really fucking cross at you for something.”
“go tell them how we failed you.”
“symphonies and sweat and sex mean nothing when you are obsessed with sin and soil and strength and song and all the words that came out wrong and him.”
“we don’t know what’s out there.”
“i look into the waters and see a face i don’t recognise.”
“let’s try and fit into the same pair of stretchy old track pants and just roll around inside each other for three whole days.”
“we showed the world that we exist.”
“your smile tells me i’m safe.”
“it’s like all the wallpaper inside my heart is slowly slowly peeling off and i’m showing all the stains and things they wrote on the wall before.”
“might you allow me to slip into something more comfortable then?”
“you stole the best years of my life.”
“all hell and its fire waits for us.”
“we’ll make our christmas decorations out of toilet roll tubes and tinfoil.”
“how bold i was, could be - will be - still am, by god still am.”
“it’s what i meant.”
“welcome to my table, bring your hunger.”
“you’re the one who told me my hair looked better black.”
“i’ll sing silence, and ask my glass of wine for guidance.”
“what changed?”
“'then maybe you’d still be snuggled here in my bed watching netflix. and now i can’t 'cause you changed the password when you left.”
“i wish that i’d been brave.”
“we callеd them all liars.”
“but you lack the conviction to look at me straight and say yes.”
“there’s something changed.”
“give me two damn minutes and i’ll be fine.”
“you watch the stars hurl all their fundaments in wonderment.”
“get drunk for me, sing louder than you’ve sung for me.”
“what’s that hold that the big dark king of nothing has got on you?”
“but i’ll stick up for you, even though you haven’t got a fucking clue.”
“i cannot sleep when all you do is cry.”
“i toast to their talents.”
“how wrong you were.”
“i tried, i really fucking tried.”
“'cause although you say good day to me, i know i don’t belong.”
“sweet nothings are screamed not spoken.”
“back then i was dauntless.”
“all the bastards applaud when i show that i’m flawed.”
“now my ink’s blood red not black.”
“it’s just sometimes nice to feel what it’s like to be in someone else’s coat.”
“you were raised by wolves and voices.”
“i mop up what is left of my lungs.”
“i could try to calm you down but i know you won’t.”
“it’s my dad’s.”
“you were supposed to be my light and keep me safe against them all. how could you leave me here ?”
“everyone know how sex is better when you’re unemployed.”
“and i laugh, and i laugh ‘cause laughing right now, it’s all, it’s all that i have.”
“farewell wanderlust, you’ve been oh so kind.”
“you’re not flawed darling, you’re just a little under-rehearsed.”
“it’s never my intention but it happens all the same.”
“your eyes aren’t rivers there to weep, but a place for crows to rest their feet.”
“i’m not going to scream, beat my chest at the wind. i’m doing fine.”
“you’ll never get your dinner if you don’t learn how to get along.”
“oh we, we’re gonna get on.”
“i make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right.”
“would have stayed if you’d had asked.”
“fret not dear heart.”
“i’m here and i’m alive.”
“this is us, this is me and this how we’re meant to be.”
“i cannot find the words to keep you.”
“come rest for the winter, wear my jumper all night long.”
“you look like i need a drink.”
“are you god or devil?”
“i’m the hardest goodbye that you’ll ever have to say.”
“i’ll play our song to see if the piano’s in tune.”
“come rip up the flesh of my fears.”
“do you think she even knows i bought my shoes from oxfam?”
“could be ghosts or monsters or a robot vampire, i dunno.”
“what the hell went wrong, 'cause we had this planned.”
“without you, i’m stronger, i’m no longer filled with wonder.”
“the best laid plans had it all planned.”
“oh darling lord, how you make me laugh.”
“look at me as you say this, don’t look at your phone.”
“i know i won’t be long ‘cause i know i don’t belong.”
“can’t you see that i’m enough for you but you don’t want me to be?”
“do y’know what they cost?”
“if god make us all in his image, then god’s a fucking nerd.”
“if i’m good, will you come back?”
“is that what you think of me now?”
“i should go home.”
“i’ll spend my days so close to you 'cause if i’m standing here maybe everyone will think i’m cool.”
“i know she’s giving up.”
“he’s falling out of touch.”
“you don’t have to be brilliant.”
“i promise you there’s more.”
“i need a drink or two.”
“you dad will forget the words.”
“and i love you, don’t you know.”
“do i have to be who i am?”
“i’ll give them back.”
“i’ll yell it from the rooftops for you.”
“it’s just your voice learning for once to stand up tall.”
“every night i hear them howling.”
“for a time there is timelessness.”
“you’re all mine.”
“you gave us such a fright.”
“i won’t let you turn our last night into this.”
“i’ve been waiting for you to come home.”
“let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears.”
“i know exactly what i want, and it’s this life that we’ve created.”
“this here is not makeup, it’s a porcelain tomb.”
“my heart is tearing pages from that funny story i rehearsed.”
“i’m not lonеly, i just like being on my own.”
“are you cain, 'cause i’m not abel.”
“yeah, well i’m sorry too.”
“take me back to that dance hall where you got thrown out 'cause they thought you were drunk.”
“you are screaming far too loud to hear me swear.”
“for the first time in all my life, i know i’m more than what i fear.”
“i’ll take my fucking time.”
“can’t we just talk about this?”
“certainly fucking feels like it.”
“i’m not telling but you can fuck off if no one will come back for you.”
“you’re better than this.”
“you’re going too fast.”
“he’s got so much fucking hair.”
“sometimes i fall to pieces, just to see what bits of me don’t fit.”
“of all the flowers you picked, i knew you would forget forget-me-nots.”
“don’t you ever wonder, what could have been?”
“my dress is on fire.”
“we don’t have time to fuck around.”
“i will be the man my father never was.”
“the oldies at the back try their best to hack their way out with the gardener’s pruning shears.”
“did you tell them about the time we met?”
“your face lights up like you’ve woken up from this endless fucking nightmare of pretending this is you.”
“if we join our hands in prayer enough to god i imagine it all starts to sound like applause.”
“and fucking bastard what is it.”
“but now i’m leading doesn’t that just scare you to death?”
“although you hold my hand and say ‘i love you,’ you are wrong.”
“they’ll sing of every time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child.”
“let’s dance together.”
“i hope to god i’m not the first.”
“we’re drunk but drinking.”
“a new us has begun.”
“i will try to harmonise.”
“witness me, old man, i am the wild.”
“please don’t do this, my heart is breaking.”
“my head’s not yours it’s mine.”
“stop making up death wishes.”
“you do not get to hurt me just because i asked you once if you were alright.”
“want some pancakes?”
“i can’t do this, you don’t understand.”
“they’ll speak of me in whispered tones and say my name like it shakes their bones.”
“i’m stronger now than you have ever known.”
“you couldn’t lie then and you sure as hell can’t lie to me now.”
“so long to the person you begged me to be.”
“nothing quite prepares you for when they don’t come back.”
“i forgot to pack them lunches.”
“he’s awesome, like me.”
“flirting at the back of a bookshop.”
“i forgive them at last.”
“if you ever touch or harm him, please rest assured that you might not fear a man, but to a woman by the end you’ll kneel and plea.”
“why won’t you just tell them all to fuck off, love, and be mine?”
“welcome to the storm, i am thunder.”
“i’d burn so bright it blinded.”
“it’s not fair 'cause you make me ache, you bastard.”
“i’d catch you every time you fell.”
“give me back my heart you wingless thing.”
“can’t you hear that scratching? there’s something at the door.”
“you say the words so often that i barely know the meaning.”
“you are in the earth of me.”
“do you like my accent?”
“why won’t you believe i love you if i’m not hurting you?”
“oh, the hearts i’ve broken …”
“what you hear is not silence, it’s just the trees waiting to hear what next you’ll hum.”
“that creaking you hear in my bones is not pain, it’s applause.”
“don’t turn around dear.”
“with every strength i have, i ask if you play d&d.”
“hold my hand.”
“my friends are telling me i’m pissed.”
“you try so hard.”
“run for all you know that’s coming.”
“you brought me to this party but you left me here behind.”
“i love you.”
“i wish i’d done things different.”
“it doesn’t know how to get out.”
“i don’t know, but i’m here, i’m all yours, dear heart, don’t cry.”
“i look at the phone on the floor and i drink that nice wine you were saving.”
“watch me choke at your bad joke.”
“they said it all comes down to you.”
“i won’t leave without a fight.”
“when you were young, you’d kick things just to see if they would fall.”
“i know the kindest thing is to never leave you alone.”
“cos i’m not trapped, with you, you see - you’re the one who’s trapped with me.”
“christ, you’ll be the death of me.”
“you’re the one who told me to never look back.”
“my jokes are my armour, and my kindness is my sword.”
“i make jokes to show how broken i really am.”
“you were in a band.”
“remember today you are loved.”
“hold me, lover, like you used to.”
“and i will wait and hope and rest my head at night content knowing where my marbles went.”
“me wearing your clothes just to surprise you when you come home all tired of those wankers that you serve all night.”
“it’s saving me now, love.”
“how the fuck am i supposed to carry on without you here?”
“the wine stains hide the tears.”
“you rip my ribcage open and devour what’s truly yours.”
“what’s the point anymore?”
“don’t lie with your eyes, you know i despise that look.”
“oh my god it’s so unfair.”
“be good to me.”
“and that drink, will it fix all those questions unasked?”
“i am the wild.”
“i know you’re strong enough to do this on your own.”
“i know that i’ve been through the wars.”
“you’re the thigh-high hemline i just can’t stop staring at.”
“he doesn’t understand.”
“today i somehow understand the reason i was born.”
“fuck you.”
“but where you see weakness i see wit.”
“the minute i met you, the colours of my life began to pour.”
“try please try for me.”
“i pick up the phone, dial your number and wait.”
“i’ve loved you, for a hundred years.”
“why so sad?”
“if my old mum could see me now, oh how she’d howl.”
“i put up fairy lightsjust to distract you.”
“i’ve even learned to cook.”
“you’ve no clue how to sew.”
“we’d hate to see your mascara drip into your pint.”
“i’m filming shit on that camera you nicked.”
“you don’t need to pretend to be someone you’re not.”
“our gods have abandoned us.”
“i’m the tales that the guests will applaud and believe.”
“a song you know's begun.”
“oh those folks will run and tell the tales of what i’ve become.”
“where have you been?”
“i’m the captain of courage you’ve eternally lacked.”
“i watched that woman drown.”
“where i’m going is for me and me alone.”
“i’ll run until i begin to understand what holy men really mean when they speak of sand and sons and seams and symphonies and sweat and sex and sin.”
“it’s so boring.”
“you dragged us both into the darkness that grows.”
“tear me up and burn me up and rip me up and leave your hand on the wall as you go.”
“it’s not fair 'cause you make me weep when i’m just trying to watch the office with my yoghurt.”
“be good, be safe, be kind.”
“what’s left is the mess that you left when you told me i wasn’t right in the head.”
“go tell them how we fucked you up.”
“i don’t want them to go.”
“just relax and come to bed with me.”
“you try so loud to love me; i cannot seem to hear.”
“i’ll darn you back together.”
“tomorrow’s jokes have yet to be laughed at or said.”
“i promise you i’m not broken.”
“i promise to be patient.”
“i’ve been here so many times before.”
“you’re so beautiful to me.”
“i’m untangling my headphones ‘cause sometimes they’re the only thing that keeps my head in place.
“i’m going to binge watch a box set, drink wine, reminisce.”
“pour me wine by my bed.”
“i’ll watch her ruin her life and dye her hair bright colours.”
“you promise to be kind.”
“oh, darling, please be mine.”
“i drag myself like a rug in the rain.”
“i’m your angel ellipsis, your devil of dots.”
“i promise you i’ll write.”
“i’m the saint of the paint that was left in the pot.”
“it’s so boring to see you tired all the time.”
“i’m scared of the dark.”
“these hands are growing cold.”
“i know your fingernails are the colour of rust.”
“if i don’t make it back from where i’ve gone, just know i loved you all along.”
“you’re the one who asked me if i’m feeling ok.”
“honey i’m no man, i’m what’s left when children go to war.”
“back then i wasn’t hopeful.”
“just watch me burn.”
“i’ll make a hundred paper planes to decorate our tiny room.”
“why won’t you let me follow in your footsteps as you trek into that underground world?”
“RUIN” BY THE AMAZING DEVIL SENTENCE STARTERS
taken from the 2021 album. feel free to change pronouns, etc. tw for mentions of alcohol use
SECRET WORLDS
’ can you pass me the lighter, mate? ’ ’ give me your fire. ’ ’ you’re always filming shit on that camera you nicked. ’ ’ it’s my dad’s. ’ ’ we can both barely stand! ’ ’ we hear our legends. they call. ’ ’ if i have to be who i was, do i have to be who i am? ’ ’ didn’t the trees tell us their stories? ’ ’ i look at those secret worlds you call eyes and wonder if we might– ’ ’ there’s something changed. ’ ’ you were a king and his castle; i was every dirty rascal. ’ ’ i’d call as you climbed, and i’d catch you every time you fell. ’ ’ write me well, my love. write me weird, write me willing. write me well. ’ ’ we thought you were mental. ’ ’ on that tree, i’ll carve your name, because in years to come we both know that we won’t be the same. ’ ’ you asked me to climb. i never learned, but if you ask me for my fire, just watch me burn. ’ ’ welcome to ruin. ’
THE CALLING
’ back then, i was dauntless. ’ ’ i’d burn so bright it blinded. ’ ’ i walked into the river to wring those embers from my broken heart and broken liver. ’ ’ the light i thought was blinding brought me here. ’ ’ i look into the waters and see a face i don’t understand. ’ ’ we’re both unwanted daughters. ’ ’ shoulder the sky, open those eyes. ’ ’ i can’t wait to show you how much i know you can be. ’ ’ can’t you hear it howling? ’ ’ back then, i wasn’t hopeful. ’ ’ now my ink’s blood red, not black, and i’ll blink like ripping envelopes in the hopes that you’ll write back. ’ ’ i promise you: i’ll write “i love you” with my fingers on your sleeping hand. ’ ’ when that fox howls, i’ll howl with it; in its cries, i’ll find an end. ’ ’ when i think i’m fine, you visit, and then you happen to me all over again. ’ ’ in the waters, i see a face i don’t want. ’ ’ do you like my dress? it’s got pockets. ’
DRINKING SONG FOR THE SOCIALLY ANXIOUS
’ i hope to god i’m not the first. ’ ’ i know i don’t belong. ’ ’ my jokes are my armor, and my kindness is my sword. ’ ’ i do my best to breathe, but they’re stealing all the air. ’ ’ all my steps too far keep saying “this is who you are.” ’ ’ i should go home. ’ ’ i don’t find this easy, like you. ’ ’ we’re bursting at the seams because the noise is crushing us. we think it’s so much worse than it seems. ’ ’ this is us, this is me, and this is how we’re meant to be. ’ ’ your smile tells me i’m safe. ’ ’ if god makes us all in his image, then god’s a fucking nerd. ’
BLOSSOMS
’ for a time, there is timelessness. ’ ’ to the dark, i said “pour,” and forgot to say “when.” ’ ’ the words that you wrote come back blacker than smoke. ’ ’ i’m so sorry, i’ve done it again. ’ ’ i make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right. ’ ’ every step i choose to take begins to set the world aflame. ’ ’ for the first time in all my life, i know i’m more than what i fear. ’ ’ you do not get to hurt me just because i asked you once if you were alright. ’ ’ that nice wine you were saving? it’s saving me now. ’
CHORDS
’ remember today you are loved. ’ ’ they’re still so small. i gave them everything. ’ ’ remember: they are safe. ’ ’ i forgot to pack them lunches! ’ ’ just tell them what your haggard mother told you long ago: pick your chords well, loves, but sing your notes off-key. ’ ’ they might laugh because you’re leaving, but know we’ll sing your name when you come home. ’ ’ remember: today, we did our best. ’ ’ i know they think i’m a nightmare. ’ ’ remember today: you’re enough. ’ ’ please don’t do this, my heart is breaking. ’ ’ we built our castles just to watch them wash away. ’ ’ hold my hand. ’ ’ life begins by leaving, and our love is shown in the letting go. ’ ’ know we’ll always love you, even though you’re leaving us behind. ’
THE OLD WITCH SLEEP AND THE GOOD MAN GRACE
’ i’m learning to be so much more than my tiredness. ’ ’ you don’t have to be brilliant. ’ ’ they’re ust shadows searching for light. they can’t stay. ’ ’ tomorrow’s jokes have yet to be laughed at or said. ’ ’ you are in the earth of me. ’ ’ i laugh because laughing, right now, it’s all that i have. ’ ’ you’re better than this. ’ ’ you’re brave because they broke you, yet broken you still breathe. ’ ’ i’m all yours, but you’re all mine. ’ ’ let’s dance together, you and i. ’ ’ i’m not trapped with you, you see. you’re the one who’s trapped with me. ’ ’ don’t you think i look pretty, curled up on this bathroom floor? ’ ’ where you see weakness, i see wit. ’ ’ sometimes i fall to pieces just to see what bits of me don’t fit. ’ ’ when i stand, those folks will run and tell the tales of what i’ve become. they’ll speak of me in whispered tones, and say my name like it shakes their bones. ’ ’ now i’m leading. doesn’t that just scare you to death? ’
RUIN
’ i will bring you ruin in everything i do. it’s never my intention, but it happens all the same. ’ ’ brick by brick you built us, and i’d fill in the cracks. ’ ’ i wish i’d done things different. i wish that i’d been brave. ’ ’ our mortar was your laughter. ’ ’ we didn’t talk. we made universes out of bitten lips and broken hands. ’ ’ i make jokes to show how broken i really am. ’ ’ i promise to be patient. ’ ’ we’ll burn a hundred theatres if it means we get the wallpaper right. ’ ’ i’ll brick by brick rebuild us out of hows and whys, not whens. ’ ’ tomorrow, i’ll be brave. you’ll make me brave. ’
INKPOT GODS
’ these? these aren’t tears. it’s just the rain that wasn’t brave enough to fall. ’ ’ what they hear isn’t laughter after all. it’s just your voice learning for once to stand up tall. ’ ’ you are so much more than all your scars. ’ ’ i will be the man my father never was. ’ ’ what you hear is not silence, it’s just the trees waiting to hear what next you’ll hum. ’ ’ what you see is not the dark, it’s just the gods upturning inkpots because they know what you’ll become. ’ ’ to those gods, i’ll speak bluntly. ’ ’ if you ever touch or harm him… ’ ’ you might not fear a man, but to a woman by the end you’ll kneel and plea. ’ ’ i’m more than what my mom told me to be. ’ ’ i don’t know what to do, how to help you, how to bring you home. ’ ’ i wish i could take your hand. but where i’m going is for me, and me alone. ’ ’ if i don’t make it back from where i’ve gone, just know i loved you all along. ’
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐊?
in your fists. holes in the drywall, no recollection of how it got there. coming down from a haze of red... there's blood on your palm, dripping from bruised knuckles. blinding rage. pulse quickens, mind goes furiously blank.
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