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Send 🐧 for my muses reaction to yours bringing home a penguin
small compliments .
“You look really pretty today ~”
“Do I ever tell you how much you mean to me?”
“Those clothes look really good on you~”
“Wow, your hair is super nice today!”
“Your smile is gorgeous…”
“I really love the way you laugh~”
“You look beautiful.”
“You are doing that cute thing again…”
“I saw your snap this morning; you looked gorgeous…”
“You’re really good at this, do you know that?”
“Oh wow! I am really proud of you!”
“I think you did pretty well!”
“~You tried, and that’s what matters, right?”
“I think you did pretty well, it’s your first time after all!”
“You look stunning today.”
“This tastes great!!”
“Wow… you did this — all by yourself!?”
Gods do what they’ve always done. They fuck with us.
Mad Sweeney to Laura Moon - American Gods season 1 episode 8 “Come to Jesus” (via themercknight-deliriousdreamer)
"Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final."
meme| @leovehjerter | accepting
“Pessimism’s never been my brand…but I know that a life so long can feel weary.”
“ I fear I have had a little too much, I am not often so melodramatic. “ he let out a sigh, before offering the woman an apologetic smile.
“ but surely you have better things to do
than sit here and listen to an old soul complain ? “
@ancient-snake-lord
O soar do sino de entrada pode ser ouvido em toda a livraria, a medida em que o homem atravessava a porta da loja. Suas roupas destoavam cuidadosamente com o clima inglês, um pequeno raio de sol dentre os dias nublados, era o que esperava ao menos.
Uma olhada em volta, e sem que encontrasse quaisquer sinal do dono da livraria, se deixou passear até onde julgou ser a sessão de poesias, para qualquer um prestando atenção teria sido fácil notar um brilho nos olhos do homem a medida em que deslizava sua mão familiarmente pela coluna de um tomo vermelho (aparentemente esquecido ali por anos) que logo pegou em suas mãos.
Foi fácil com que se perdesse ali entre as páginas, para que não notasse nada em sua volta por alguns momentos.
“Posso ajudar em alguma coisa, senhor ? Procura um título específico ? ”
Damien estava no compartimento dos fundos, descarregando algumas caixas de livros novos que chegaram das editoras. Iria levar a tarde toda e quem sabe mais um dia para organizar todos os títulos nas respectivas prateleiras, mas isso compensava. Seus clientes, das mais variadas idades, sabiam que suas encomendas haviam chegado.
Ele caminhou até o homem que estava absorto na leitura, com receio de aborrecê-lo, mas perguntou mesmo assim. Talvez fosse alguma cisma sua, mas aquele cavalheiro tinha alguma coisa diferente …
“ Não, desculpe. Eu.. É uma bela coleção que você tem aqui, mal me lembro a última vez em que coloquei os olhos em um volume como este..“
Pego levemente de surpresa, devolveu o livro a prateleira de onde havia retirado. Não era de seu fetio baixar tanto a guarda assim, especialmente em um ambiente desconhecido. Sorriu para o outro, ao retomar a compostura, depois do pequeno choque inicial.
“ Na verdade, eu estava procurando algo de William Blake, mas não fico tão certo quanto ao que.. Uma sugestão seria um tanto quanto bem vinda. “
“Hmmm… Temos uma coleção, uma antologia de poemas, talvez possa lhe interessar. A propósito, o livro que pegou está em promoção, não gostaria de levar ? É o último exemplar.”
Damien sorriu suavemente, e foi buscar o livro em especial. Era realmente um belo exemplar, com um preço módico.
“Se quiser encomendar alguma coisa também, fique a vontade. Eu acabei de receber vários exemplares novos que os clientes encomendaram. Mas … pelo sotaque parece que o senhor não é daqui ?”
“ Obrigado, no entanto vou ficar só com os poemas mesmo. Alguns capítulos são melhores se simplesmente deixados para trás. “ disse, dando uma última olhada para o tomo vermelho, antes de seguir o outro até o que julgou ser o caixa da loja.
“ Mas é tão óbvio assim ? E aqui achei eu que estava fazendo um bom trabalho em me enturmar.. “
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❝ simplest trick in the world. ❞
@sinnhelmingr | american gods sentence starters { accepting }
“ for you, it may be. “
there stood the man, there stood the lion. yellow eyes not afraid to meet the woman’s gaze. he knew Death, even if not this particular one, and he could always see her coming. after all that was his gift and that was his burden.
“ but I grow old, and tricks don’t come as easily as they once did. “
“Hannibal” season 2 sentence meme
Send one to my muse for their reaction
“When feasible, one should eat the rude.”
“Neither of us are really free.”
“How does one politely refuse a dish in circumstances such as these?”
“I’m not asking you to believe anything you can’t prove. I’m just asking you to prove it.”
“Friendship can sometimes involve a breach of individual separateness.”
“What exactly am I guilty of?”
“I almost feel guilty about eating it.”
“I never feel guilty eating anything.“
“Excuse me if I don’t offer you a cigar.”
“So, how was my funeral?”
“Must I denounce myself as a monster while you still refuse to see the one growing inside you?”
“Suicide seems like a valid solution to my problem.”
“I’m quite the topic of conversation in psychiatric circles.”
“The traumatized are unpredictable because we know we can survive.”
“I am not the intelligent psychopath you are looking for.”
“Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me.”
“You never answered my question. How would killing me make you feel?”
“I used to be afraid of losing my memory. What I wouldn’t give to forget a thing or two now”
“A life without regret would be no life at all.”
Lion bae @cremsie
@ancient-snake-lord
O soar do sino de entrada pode ser ouvido em toda a livraria, a medida em que o homem atravessava a porta da loja. Suas roupas destoavam cuidadosamente com o clima inglês, um pequeno raio de sol dentre os dias nublados, era o que esperava ao menos.
Uma olhada em volta, e sem que encontrasse quaisquer sinal do dono da livraria, se deixou passear até onde julgou ser a sessão de poesias, para qualquer um prestando atenção teria sido fácil notar um brilho nos olhos do homem a medida em que deslizava sua mão familiarmente pela coluna de um tomo vermelho (aparentemente esquecido ali por anos) que logo pegou em suas mãos.
Foi fácil com que se perdesse ali entre as páginas, para que não notasse nada em sua volta por alguns momentos.
“Posso ajudar em alguma coisa, senhor ? Procura um título específico ? ”
Damien estava no compartimento dos fundos, descarregando algumas caixas de livros novos que chegaram das editoras. Iria levar a tarde toda e quem sabe mais um dia para organizar todos os títulos nas respectivas prateleiras, mas isso compensava. Seus clientes, das mais variadas idades, sabiam que suas encomendas haviam chegado.
Ele caminhou até o homem que estava absorto na leitura, com receio de aborrecê-lo, mas perguntou mesmo assim. Talvez fosse alguma cisma sua, mas aquele cavalheiro tinha alguma coisa diferente …
“ Não, desculpe. Eu.. É uma bela coleção que você tem aqui, mal me lembro a última vez em que coloquei os olhos em um volume como este..“
Pego levemente de surpresa, devolveu o livro a prateleira de onde havia retirado. Não era de seu fetio baixar tanto a guarda assim, especialmente em um ambiente desconhecido. Sorriu para o outro, ao retomar a compostura, depois do pequeno choque inicial.
“ Na verdade, eu estava procurando algo de William Blake, mas não fico tão certo quanto ao que.. Uma sugestão seria um tanto quanto bem vinda. “
book starters [13]
( CHUCK PALAHNIUK ) ( FIGHT CLUB ) ( WARNING : TRIGGERING THEMES )
“It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”
“I don’t want to die without any scars.”
“This is your life and its ending one moment at a time.”
“You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.”
“You are not your job, you’re not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of your wallet.”
“You are not special.”
“You’re not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else.”
“The things you used to own, now they own you.”
“Today is the sort of day where the sun only comes up to humiliate you.”
“Maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.”
“Only after disaster can we be resurrected.”
“Everything is evolving, everything is falling apart.”
“We’ve all been raised believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t.”
“Don’t you have other things to do?”
“Prove you’re alive. If you don’t claim your humanity you will become a statistic.”
“You have been warned.”
“If you don’t know what you want, you end up with a lot you don’t.”
“It’s not love or anything, but I think I like you, too.”
“If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?”
“Why did I cause so much pain?”
“The lower you fall, the higher you’ll fly.”
“Maybe self-improvement isn’t the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.”
“May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect.”
“Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.”
“We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.”
“The girl is infectious human waste.”
“I want to destroy everything beautiful I’ll never have.”
“On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.”
“If you could be either God’s worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?”
“It is like you’re never really awake; but you’re never really asleep.”
“Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.”
“A moment is the most you could ever expect from perfection.”
“The people you’re trying to step on, we’re everyone you depend on.”
“You have to give up!”
“Reject the basic assumptions of civilisation, especially the importance of material possessions.”
“Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing.”
“You have to realise that someday you will die, Until you know that, you are useless.”
“A tiger can smile. A snake will say it loves you.”
“Lies make us evil.”
“If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?”
“You always kill the one you love.”
“Maybe we should always assume the worst.”
“Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains.”
“Which is worse: Hell or nothing?”
“A minute of perfection is worth the effort.”
“You’re going to die, tonight. You might die in one second or in one hour, you decide.”
“Lie to me. Tell me the first thing off the top of your head. Make something up.”
“I don’t give a shit. I have a gun.”
“I know who you are. I know where you live.”
“Tomorrow will be the most beautiful day of your life.”
“My philosophy of life is that I can die at any moment. And the tragedy of my life is that I do not.”
“Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. You can’t touch anything and nothing can touch you.”
“There are a lot of things we don’t want to know about the people we love.”
“We just had a near-life experience.”
“If people think you are dying, they give you their full attention. They listen instead of just waiting for their turn to speak.”
“I am nothing, and not even that.”
“This isn’t really death. —- We’ll be legend. We won’t grow old.”
“Stop trying to control everything and just let go. Let go.”
“The amazing miracle of death, when one second you’re walking and talking, and the next second you’re an object.”
“Only if we’re caught and punished can we be saved.”
AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS
episode one - the bone orchard. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )
❝ no expertise can surmount a sea that does not wish you to reach shore. ❞
❝ wind can be reasoned with. ❞
❝ celebration was cut short. ❞
❝ only good thing about being in prison is the relief. ❞
❝ tomorrow can’t do anything today hasn’t already managed. ❞
❝ this country went to hell when they stopped hanging folks. ❞
❝ no gallows dirt, no gallows deals. ❞
❝ you know, i’m not superstitious. ❞
❝ i don’t believe in anything i can’t see. ❞
❝ i feel like there’s a fuckin’ axe hanging over my head. i can’t see it, but i believe it. ❞
❝ i can see it fine. ❞
❝ prison has a way of trying to keep you in prison. ❞
❝ i smell snow. ❞
❝ i love you. something feels weird. ❞
❝ i love you too. what feels weird? ❞
❝ the air feels constipated, like if it’d just push out a storm, it’d be okay. ❞
❝ a hundred twenty hours till you’re home. ❞
❝ waiting for the sky to fall is gonna cause more bother than the sky actually falling. which it isn’t. ❞
❝ do not piss off those bitches in airports. ❞
❝ i guess this must be your lucky day, huh ? ❞
❝ you nervous ? ❞
❝ just sit back and be a bird. ❞
❝ i offer you the worm from my beak and you look at me like i fucked your mom ? ❞
❝ you’re just the first person i’ve met who isn’t an asshole. ❞
❝ give me time. ❞
❝ what would you have done, my boy ? ❞
❝ seems like a firm decision made for good reasons, i can respect that. ❞
❝ you lost something vital in there, and not just time. ❞
❝ what might i call you, if i were so inclined ? ❞
❝ always good to meet a fellow traveler. ❞
❝ i usually end up getting what i want. on average, over time. ❞
❝ it’s all about getting people to believe in you. it’s not their cash, it’s their faith. ❞
❝ now, what’s keeping us aloft ? faith ? or newton ? ❞
❝ don’t rush into this, take your time. ❞
❝ there’s always work for a big guy who’s smart enough to know he’s better off letting people think he’s dumb. ❞
❝ by the end of your tenure, you could be the next king of america. ❞
❝ a man gets out of prison, he should be focused above all on not going back. ❞
❝ believe. ❞
❝ i don’t think i have the talent for it. ❞
❝ you … like me ? ❞
❝ i’m not what i once was. ❞
❝ you’re perfect. ❞
❝ i don’t know what i’m doing. ❞
❝ what man does ? ❞
❝ do something for me. worship me. ❞
❝ worship me. pray to me like i’m your god. your goddess. ❞
❝ you feel so good. i could keep fucking you forever. ❞
❝ say my name. ❞
❝ beloved, i worship your breasts and your eyes and your cunt. and i worship your thighs and your eyes and your cherry red lips. ❞
❝ i am yours, my beloved. ❞
❝ go on, let go ! give me everything ! ❞
❝ i love you. ❞
❝ not that rushing into things can’t be a good thing … ❞
❝ sex rushed into tends to work out best for all involved. ❞
❝ okay, i’ve said ‘fuck off’ politely as many ways as i’m gonna. now i’m fixing to be direct. ❞
❝ what the fuck do you know about [ … ] ? ❞
❝ more than you, it seems. ❞
❝ i’m not gonna work for anyone who’s got worse luck than me. ❞
❝ call it. ❞
❝ rigged games are the easiest to beat. ❞
❝ you’re a little creepy, and you’re forward, and familiar, and i don’t like it. i don’t like you. ❞
❝ who’re you ? ❞
❝ i’m a leprechaun. ❞
❝ we don’t come from moscow, russia. or moscow, idaho, for that matter. ❞
❝ no details. ❞
❝ devil’s in the details. ❞
❝ do you know who he is ? who he really is ? ❞
❝ he’s hustling you. he’s a hustler. ❞
❝ damn right. i’m a hustler, swindler, cheater, and liar. it’s why i need assistance. ❞
❝ name your price. ❞
❝ how’d you do it ? ❞
❝ with panache. ❞
❝ simplest trick in the world. ❞
❝ i’ll fight you for it. ❞
❝ win or lose, and you will lose, it’s yours if you fight me. ❞
❝ can you feel the joy rising in your veins like the sap in the springtime ? ❞
❝ i wanted to be a part of your history. ❞
❝ it’s just anger ––– makes you feel like you can change the outcome. ❞
❝ [ … ] had the nerve to ask me what i wanted him to do with it. i told him leave it where it found it. ❞
❝ target would be more interesting than here. ❞
❝ if there isn’t some kinda life after death, i’m gonna be so fuckin’ pissed. ❞
❝ there is no closure from the dead. ❞
❝ i’m sorry for your loss, [ … ] , i really am. anyone tell you that yet ? anyone even hug you ? ❞
❝ hear me out, this is a good one. lex talionis. an eye for an eye. a blowjob for a blowjob. ❞
❝ jesus, who knew i could be so angry ?! ❞
❝ i am trying to get my dignity back here ! ❞
❝ don’t fuck with me, [ … ] ❞
❝ what’s he doing here ? what’s the plan ? what’s the game plan, man ? ❞
❝ how auspicious, you must be special. ❞
❝ [ … ] is history. forgotten and … old. ❞
❝ we have reprogrammed reality. language is a virus. religion, an operating system, and prayers are just so much fucking spam. ❞
❝ the dominant fucking paradigm, [ … ] , that is the only important thing. ❞
❝ by the way, i was sorry to hear about your wife/husband. tough break. ❞
❝ so, i will ask again: what is it [ … ] is up to ? ❞
❝ you saying you don’t know ? … would you tell me even if you did ? ❞
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@ancient-snake-lord
O soar do sino de entrada pode ser ouvido em toda a livraria, a medida em que o homem atravessava a porta da loja. Suas roupas destoavam cuidadosamente com o clima inglês, um pequeno raio de sol dentre os dias nublados, era o que esperava ao menos.
Uma olhada em volta, e sem que encontrasse quaisquer sinal do dono da livraria, se deixou passear até onde julgou ser a sessão de poesias, para qualquer um prestando atenção teria sido fácil notar um brilho nos olhos do homem a medida em que deslizava sua mão familiarmente pela coluna de um tomo vermelho (aparentemente esquecido ali por anos) que logo pegou em suas mãos.
Foi fácil com que se perdesse ali entre as páginas, para que não notasse nada em sua volta por alguns momentos.