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empaethies‌:

              ❝  y’know, i have a phD , it d-doesnt help with the f-fact that people poke f-fun at the stutter ; pamela s-says it’s e-enduring .  ❞     @falsefatale​ ( 🌺 )

 licorice pulled to the point of snapping rather than bitten, the chewing that follows allows her time to think. she’d followed Red here earlier, more than curious of her ex(?)’s plans, of which she’s sure Dr. Morel knows.  “yeah, that sounds like Pammy.” her head tilts, “anyone eva’ toldya’ you’ve got  great  cheeks?” flattery’s always done her wonders.

[falsefatale]

madeherchoices‌:

|   @falsefatale​

                 AMANDA         NODDED         HER         HEAD,            ❝            Yes,            I        do,            ❞              she        responded        without        EVEN        GLANCING        at        the        contained        blonde.              ❝            They        KILL        THEMSELVES,            ❞              Amanda        added        as        she        selected        her        BLADE        OF        CHOICE.              She        turned        around        and        faced        her        LONG        HATED        RIVAL.              ❝            Bash        their        FUCKIN’        HEADS        IN,            ❞              she        added        as        the        VERY        TIP        of        the        blade        poked        the        side        of        her        OWN        TEMPLE        to        illustrate        her        point.              ❝            Is        THAT        YOUR        PLAN      ???            ❞              she        inquired,            the        hand        TIGHTLY        GRIPPING        the        knife        resting        at        her        side        as        she        CIRCLED        THE        BLONDE.              A        predator,            sizing        up        her        prey.              ❝            DENY        ME        MY        KILL      ???              You        sure        it        ain’t        just        to        WAIT        FOR        JOKER      ???            ❞

 she does not move her head to follow the circling; that would imply intimidation. instead, she stays looking ahead, at the door - even though she knows no one is coming. what a fuckin’ day. as of this morning, there had been a M U T U A L breakup between the clown royalty. word hadn’t gotten around yet - she’d thought she could coast by as a presumed affiliate. the usual. but, given that she was currently shoved into a rottweiler(?) crate, her plans had clearly gone awry. however, rather than focus on all that had gone wrong, she lives in the present; and so her primary concern is escape.

 as usual, Harley knows she has an advantage; her captor lacks medical training. the knife is almost wholly nonthreatening; to use it lethally, Amanda would have to get into the cage herself, or let her out. otherwise, it’s just flesh wounds - nothing that cosmetic surgery can’t fix. but, the doctor’s greatest asset has been, and always will be, her aptitude in psychology. “this isn’t the  only  thing you’ve been denied.”                      if there was a poet looking in through the window, they might muse;                                                                which shark is the one trapped in the aquarium?

[falsefatale]

@svperposition​‘s Rosalind

  she is sucking up, like usual. how unfortunate that her first day interning on this project, whatever it is, is on Valentine’s Day. usually, her schedule would be jam-packed with enough dates to fill the entire day. but Dr. Markus had impressed on her that this was ‘important’ - and even better, that if she did this he was willing to pretend, for the entirety of the next month, that she had done her work in spite of not showing up at all. imagine the spring break!  so here she was, strolling through the security of the laboratory (in Maine! oh, she hates it here already. but it’s not like anywhere can compare to New York.) in her unprofessionally-high heels, with a Starbucks drink carrier. one for her (overly-complicated, and highly caffeinated!), and one for her new supervisor (simple - a green tea & coffee frappuccino. something for everyone.).  “Dr. Lutece?”  she called, to no direction in particular.

[falsefatale]

“He’s gonna kill you. But you know that.”

 bruises, from top to bottom and back again - or as far as she can tell, at least. it’s hard to discern with all of the casts. but being PUSHED from thirty stories up does that to you. a medical miracle! if she wasn’t a gymnast used to grabbing onto targets mid-air, she can only imagine -- rage, red hot and much more important than any amount of pain. she had known the millisecond his arm had extended, the moment her feet left the concrete of the unfinished office building. her life didn’t flash before her eyes, instead, her future; her perfect face turned into a forgettable SPLAT on the sidewalk.  she had let her life-long facade crack as her eyes met his. and no one could survive seeing -- whatever it is she really is. she says nothing in response to her companion; but silently, she disagrees. how could he kill her when she fully intends on killing him first? she keeps her head slightly down, not having the energy for anything but planning. though, she knows how Ivy is. she needs to change the focus of the conversation if she doesn’t want to get nagged. and who knows what will bubble up if she gets pushed much farther. tears begin to swell. not the kind that happen when you’re begging your professor to raise your grade, but the kind that people make when they’re trying not to sob. body language is still difficult, shoulders sore from double dislocation. face and voice will have to do for now.  “can we getta’ banana split? with java an’ cookies ‘n cream?”

[falsefatale]

Pet (2016) Sentence Starters

tws for: kidnapping, stalking, torture, mutilation, medical, abuse.

“Don’t get paranoid on me. You’re no fun when you’re paranoid.”

“Being alone is just, kinda shitty.”

“Forget, forgive, move the fuck on already. Just go back to the way things were.”

“What are you, like, following me, or something?”

“Look, I’m not some psycho, okay? You know me.”

“When I saw you the other day, after all these years, I felt something. I know you did. I can’t just walk away from that.”

“Don’t worry, it’s safe. I tested it on myself.”

“What you doin’ here?”

“Fuck. You.”

“I’m doing this for your own good.”

“Please - please don’t leave me!”

“He’s gonna kill you. But you know that.”

“Look at you. You’re letting him beat you? That pathetic little shit?”

“Shut up!”

“Are you gonna kill me?”

“So what, you’re just a sick fuck, this is how you get your kicks?”

“I’m not doing this for me. I’m doing this for you. Because you’re special.”

“Before I met you, I was just floating. Through life. Like any minute I could just drift off, no one would even notice. Then you came along. And the thing that made it so hard is, I thought you were different.”

“You’re smart. Funny. When you talked to me, you saw me. You really saw me. That’s just what you wanted me to see, huh? The version of you you are when everyone’s watching? We both know that’s a lie, don’t we?”

“Go to hell.”

“That’s the question. Which one’s the real you. The you on the outside, or the other you?”

“You’re never leaving this room.”

“You won’t catch me.”

“And now what? Suddenly you’ve got me all figured out?”

“Love is just a label for our biological imperatives.”

“Are you really gonna lecture me on love? You’re keeping a girl in a cage.”

“Love’s not a lightning bolt. Love, real love, takes work. Sacrifice.”

“You hate yourself so much you can’t even imagine how fucked up someone would have to be to love you back.”

“You’re sick. Feeding that sickness until all it does is eat.”

“You can’t eat. You can’t sleep. You wanna confront them, but you’re too scared.”

“I’m trying to save you.”

“Then do it. Save me.”

“I’m going to stop you hurting other people. One way or the other.”

“And the Oscar goes to.”

“He wants to save me. I have to let him think that there’s a chance.”

“I’m just making sure your head’s still in the game.”

“I don’t need another useless peptalk. And I don’t need you.”

“I did it because I could.”

“Don’t pretend you know what I am.”

“If you love something, set it free. Isn’t that how that goes?”

“Do you know what happens to a Great White shark when you put it inside an aquarium?”

“You can’t just walk away. Not with your fingerprints all over the place.”

“Do you think you’re in control?”

“This whole world is a dream, and that house on the beach, that’s reality. That’s how things are supposed to be.”

“Holy shit.”

“Listen to me. You have to find something to break open this lock. Can you do that?”

“What kind of fucked up -- did ____ do this?!”

“You have to get me out of here right now.”

“Do you know what real love is?”

“Say you loved somebody, but she got sick. And then someone came along one day to pull the plug on her, to take her away from you forever. What would you do?”

“That’s what love is. Love is sacrifice.”

“What the fuck bro? You need to die.”

“Are you stabbing me?!”

“I can’t lose you.”

“You have to listen to me. You have to do exactly what I say. Are you listening?”

“Step one is disposing of the body.”

“How do you feel?”

“The first time is always the worst.”

“You and me, we were born to do this.”

“A normal person finds a murder confession and goes to the police, not to PetsMart.”

“Maybe you’re not supposed to save me. Maybe I’m supposed to save you.”

“I thought you loved me.”

“You put me in a box. That’s not love, that’s ownership.”

“I want proof. A finger.”

“I used to think I was the only one. Even when I was a kid, I still knew, that if they ever found out, my family, my friends, that if they knew what I really was, that they’d run the other way.”

“If I do this for you, then you’ll believe?”

“Open the door. Open the fucking door!”

“You’re already down a finger. How much more are you willing to lose?”

“You saved me. Of course I love you. But you know what that means.”

“I had another bad day.”

“He’s still fooling around with other girls. This morning I almost... hurt him.”

[evakvigmohns-deactivated2020111]

YOU SENTENCE STARTERS

he’s a douche and i am done with all of this vegan bullshit.

we’re all a little broke, yet some pieces still manage to fit together.

i know who fucking toni morrison is i highly doubt she writes at gunpoint!

who you really are, the dark, that’s not a burdern. you don't  have to push that away from me.

you’re just as broken as i am, you’re just a much better liar.

it’s creepy when you get quiet like that.

after all these years you really think that i am that dumb? that i don’t know what you’re capable of?

ever since it happened i’ve been able to see this thing in people who’ve been through it. i see that every time i look in your eyes you’ve felt it, real love, real loss.

you’re with me, you always will be and that’s all that matters.

that is just your shitty self esteem talking.

what i am is all that stand between you and people that are worse, now let me help you.

can i tell you i love you yet?

and now you come in here acting like some kind of hero? well, fuck you.

murder has a way of following you.

i do trust you. i need you to trust me.

burn in hell.

do you think i’m unremarkable?

you did it again didn’t you?

hey, just so you know nothing could ever make me see you different.

i was always right here, the whole time. it wasn’t that hard, you just had to look.   

it’s gonna be really fun fucking destroying you.

i killed ____ and i don’t feel guilty about it.

____ is in love with you. you know that, right?

you act nice because you’re not.

while i was seeing you, really seeing you, you were busy gazing at a goddamn fantasy.

[falsefatale]

 “yo soy médica,”  ella dice, “tú puedes confias en me.”

[falsefatale]

shesurvive‌:

         ❝     whaaaaaaaaaaaat    ?    ❞  guilt is plastered on freckled features in the form of a grin, brows furrowed.   ❝     i    would    never .    ❞   it’s an untruth she’d allow, among many that had slipped past her lips. so maybe she had been making horse noises —- so what? she’d been idling, waiting for something, ANYTHING, to happen for what felt like hours, and nothing had happened yet. can’t blame a girl for trying to keep herself busy    !

         ❝    okay,     fine.    you caught me red handed.    ❞   she’s smug, it’s clear she has no capacity for taking things seriously whatsoever. eyes cast skywards, meg glances up, expression melting into something soft, less humored.     ❝   i was just trying to get kate’s attention, is all.    ❞   of course.

                   @falsefatale​    whispered :   ‘were you just making horse noises?’

 she hates it here, more every round. the fact that she’s given free reign, and is even encouraged, to kill cannot make up for the fact that she’s stuck with those who make horse noises. for fun! it’s like the time she was set loose in a furry convention! and there’s just no fun in murder when doing so is a public service. so her smile is turned upside down as the facade fades; from metal to wood, brunette to blonde, Swedish teammate to American predator. her eyes are narrowed, visually displeased with the situation handed to her.  but she’s seen it before; in a deck of tossed cards, in voices too rushed to copy from, and in the incessant tapping of pens, fingers, and feet. more importantly, she’s seen it in the mirror. ADHD, emphasis on hyperactive. no wonder the ginger was a fellow athlete. she had taken the jitters from their previous meetings as anxiety - a mistake that the doctor wouldn’t make twice, though, of course, the comorbidity should never escape one’s mind.  but most importantly, she thinks of how poorly the average child with this diagnosis is treated by their caregivers, in comparison to their peers.

      “areya’ missing your amphetamine prescription, or did ya’ parents never loveya’ asa’ child?”

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hazedsea‌:

she  hums  in  agreement    ,    head  nodding  .     jackie  looks  over  at  the  other  for  a  second  before  back  at  herself  in  the  mirror.    fingers  run  through  curls   ,  loosening  them.     sweep  of  pink  gloss  is  applied  before  one  final  once  over  before  whole  body  turns  around.       “        totally  get  that.     why  don’t  we  go  out    ,    take  your  mind  off  it      ?         ”      there’s  an  encouraging  smile  tugging  on  lips   ,    hand  stretches  out  with  lip  gloss  in  it.         “         what  do  you  say      ?         ”   

 as red lipstick applies to an angry face, she desires attention (as always), so much so that she feels the shared mirror is being hogged by the other in spite of ample room. but instead, at the forefront of her mind, is what had happened; how dare he say no! now, she’d fail English, and have to take summer school - again - all because some nerd was ‘worried about getting caught’. as if!

 she knows that her shoulders are tense but, for once, she doesn’t care about such a minute detail of her appearance. she just wants to fight that kid. and she thinks she might know where he’ll be.  “that might help.  movie theatre?”

[scandalousladysuggestion]

make the court suffer your endless histrionics. 

[falsefatale]

vilanele‌:

     killing eve sentence starters.           episode  1 – 2.

i fell asleep on both my arms.

what time did we leave last night?

it all ended when you and ___ sang ‘a whole new world’.

how are you so perky?

okay, from what i can eavesdrop on, a russian sex-trafficking politician’s been murdered in vienna.

you really earn your money, you know.

get me a croissant.

turns out people are still murderous bastards on the weekend.

was there any cctv of the killer?

i imagine the girl is, erm, quite traumatised.

give me the rest of that croissant or i’ll fire you.

i’m feeling very fragile.

i can see you breathing.

were you scared?

did you think i was dead?

do you want to stay and watch a movie?

they want you to do another job.

i just want someone to play with.

that looks terrifying.

did we sing disney?

there’s a difference between thinking it was a woman and wanting it to be a woman.

i’m going to throw up. i suggest you do, too.

i just need to know if she’s aware of anyone who might want to harm her while she’s in the country.

your killer was a 'small-breasted psycho’, apparently.

i was counting on you not having a life.

uh, how big are her tits?

i know you’re into assassins, but i refuse to talk about them in this way. they’re people too, you know.

she appears to have massive, pendulous breasts.

how would you kill me if you could?

i’d paralyse you with saxitoxin and suffocate you in your sleep, chop you into the smallest bits i could manage, boil you down, put you in a blender and then take you to work in a flask and flush you down a restaurant toilet.

do you want to have sex?

you should have been a spy.

you’ve been weirdly casual all morning.

i’ll give you twenty quid to shut up.

so what if it is a woman anyway? i don’t care if it was an alien.

you could get in a lot of trouble if i was a serious man.

our job is weird but it’s also boring.

we should have brought her some chocolate or something.

oh my god! somebody help me!

if they fire you, you’d better drag me down with you.

i’ve been looking for an excuse to call ___ a dick-swab for years.

just don’t tell them everything - you’ll sound like a nutter.

well… that one could have gone better.

the most important thing, is that four people are dead, and it’s all your fault!

you’re a dick-swab.

just to be clear, you’re fired.

she’s highly skilled, as of yet, untraceable, and, frankly, she’s starting to show off.

buy some milk, or he’ll think you’re having an affair.

i can give you anything you want!

i’m not very good at 'how are you?’ etc, so i’m just going to dive in.

you seem to know a lot about female assassins.

i mean, if she’s not killing me, then, frankly, it’s not my job to care anymore.

she’s outsmarting the smartest of us and, for that, she deserves to do or kill whoever the hell she wants.

this is an unofficial official tap on the shoulder.

you’re intuitive and you make insane suggestions.

it’s like i’ve walked into the inside of my brain.

sorry about the smell, he lives on the internet.

letting yourself into my apartment and drinking from a tiny cup doesn’t make you intimidating, by the ay. it’s just rude.

so she slit her own throat and killed four other people? slip of the hand?

why are you being naughty?

this one has asthma. you know i like the breathy ones.

do you have any interest in why you are asked to do what you do?

i had quite a heavy period last week but other than that, i think i’m okay.

i shot him twice in the heart and watched the spark drain from his eyes.

if you ever want to talk anyone, or – i just wanted to make sure you were alright.

you have to prove the bastards wrong!

’m not denying your theory, but you have to be open to the possibility that what you have here is a series of random attacks that you are loosely hanging together with a pretty ribbon.

it’s best that you bring in your own toilet roll or it just disappears.

i thought you were just being a monkey dick about not being the boss.

i don’t know what a monkey dick is.

if it was someone with enemies, they would have owned up to it. or been exposed for at least one of these kills by now.

well, that was disturbingly easy.

tragically, he’s already at the pub.

i just wanted to apologise for calling you a dick-swab.

god, i’m a knob.

did you think i was asking you out-out? no! oh my god! no! i wasn’t asking you out. no.

what you both did today was massively insensitive.

i don’t have to tell you. you just have to trust me.

okay, we can fight. but you will get tired, and i will get bored, and you don’t like it when i’m bored.

if i kill you, they will just send me another one.

[oneeyedsharpshooter]

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Harley Quinn (2019–) Episode 1x1 Til Death Do Us Part

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killreagan‌:

     Mᴀʀᴄᴜs ᴅɪᴅɴ·ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʟɪᴅᴀʏ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ . Memories of things that were lost , that could never be returned . Plus , it was all a Capitalistic cash grab anyway .Fingers jammed into his pockets as he turned to Harley . “ Let’s get fucked up . I can’t cope with one more Christmas light sober .”

@falsefatale​ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʜᴏʟɪᴅᴀʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ

 DECEMBER HAD ALWAYS BEEN THE BEST MONTH to her. the festival of lights! the winter break! the lack of having to wonder if an eviction notice will be there when she gets home! the presents! it could all make up for the many ways poverty resulted in frost biting at her flesh. but it’s different this time, her first away from home. the dorms never have the power shut off, allowing the heat to run indefinitely. Guy has been buying her winter coats, and not even from a thrift shop, or a knock-off market. and she doesn’t even have to worry about her mom starting a fire because she forgot the keftes were frying (twice! how do you do that twice?). but as much as she enjoys the unfamiliar feeling of comfort, there’s just something in her head and stomach directing her elsewhere. she wonders if it’s her subconscious.                                                          “where ta’? pizza place, ortha’ subway?”  of course, riding the subway in Gotham is just asking for trouble.

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