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@promptek
Oh no I hope I don’t fall
( random love | @piraticalwit )
Hey guess what. I love u and I love prompto. And every other muse ever
i’m p sure you didn’t mean for me to like cry over this, but i absolutely did. it’s been a really rough week and popping in here to see this seriously lifted my spirits! getting this from someone who, if i remember correctly ( and i know i do! ) writes an amazing prompto is already high praise enough. but getting this from you, who writes any muse you touch wonderfully and has so many amazing ideas and thoughts and writing really got me. anytime i make a blog you’re always there. if i’m having a rough day or a tough time, you always seem to come out of nowhere with words of encouragement. i came for the writing all those years ago but what really made me grateful to stick around was you just being you.
i’m so grateful for you, and i hope you know i’m always wishing you all the best. i can’t begin to count how many smiles you put on my face, how many times you’ve cheered me up when i’m down, and how many times i’ve sat here in awe of the amazing stories you’ve created. i dunno what i did to get such an amazing friend like you on my side but i know i’d do it all over again and again and again.
allt his to basically say: thank you so much and i love u too!
people? caring for me? loving me? sticking around? sounds fake must be after something
🎵 if you love this little angel clap your hands 🎵
( misc sentence starters | @topmechaniic )
“ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ”
his thumbs moved back & forth among the buttons of his camera, flipping idly through the pictures of the day. none had been chosen to save or for deletion just yet as his mind wandered. there had been a fight–––– nothing that he’d been involved in, just a few harsh words exchanged between noctis & gladio, nothing unusual for anyone who spent any length of time around them within the citadel walls. their friendship was close knit, but their minds worked differently, butting heads was inevitable & the only part about the actual disagreement lingering in prompto’s mind was the curious back & forth trying to guess just who ignis was trying to talk some SENSE into. no, it wasn’t the argument that had bothered prompto at all.
it was just how easily he had been SHOVED out of it.
he had no place there. his attempt to stop the escalation had gone unnoticed, his words of reminder of their close & unique friendship discarded, & his attempts to spark reconciliation IGNORED. it seemed silly for him to feel left out at first ( who wanted to be a part of an argument between friends ), but it was impossible to feel like he was the only one without a contribution. a sigh rose from deep in his chest, his shoulder slumping just as he was joined on the curb just beside the hammerhead garage.
on a normal day, the close proximity to cindy would have brought a redness to his cheeks, made his tongue feel heavy & his lips too loose to control properly. but the revelation of the day was a bit too dense on his shoulders. he couldn’t meet her CONCERNED gaze, his eyes never turning from the camera in his hands, even though he wasn’t properly looking, as he waited for the inevitable question. he knew it would be coming from a place of conern, but he had no desire to answer questions about his current state of unhappiness.
lucky for him, it never came. instead there was nothing more than the offer of silence, the very same he’d been sitting in a moment before her arrival. only this time, he had COMPANY, & that significant detail made it all the more bearable.
❝ yeah, that–––– that sounds nice. ❞
an explanation that he just didn’t feel like talking through things felt unnecessary, so he focused on powering his camera down instead. there was no need for a distraction ( even one that didn’t work ) when he had cindy near to provide her silent support. already his heart felt LIGHTER, the weight of feeling forgotten a little less heavy on his shoulders. his arms reached out behind him so he could lean back, & the smile he sent her way was genuine.
❝ thanks, cindy. ❞
misc sentence starters
“ i wish i knew how to talk about it. ” “ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ” “ i don’t want to be alone anymore. ” “ i wish i could hate you. ” “ take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. ” “ i need you to trust me. ” “ i missed/miss you. ” “ she/he won’t listen to me. ” “ let me do this for you. please. ” “ is there anything else you want to say to me? ” “ tell me something happy. ” “ promise me. ” “ i just want/wanted to help. ” “ let me explain. ” “ i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me. ” “ i’m on your side. ” “ i’ve got your back, okay? ” “ please, tell me you have a plan. ” “ stay with me tonight. ” “ don’t go. please. ” “ i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be. ” “ talk to me. ” “ i did what i had to do. ” “ we can’t keep going on like this. ” “ i’m just tired. ” “ i’m scared. ” “ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it. ” “ it’s better to expect disappointment. ” “ hope is dangerous. ” “ i like seeing you smile. ” “ you look beautiful. ” “ be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ” “ i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ” “ i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up. ” “ have a drink with me. ” “ she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice. ” “ you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ” “ can i help you? ” “ i thought you’d like this. ” “ do you wanna get out of here? ” “ walk with me? ” “ well, shit. ”
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‘Something's Wrong’ Sentence Starters
Something’s Wrong With My Muse
“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”
“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”
“Hang on, I got you.”
“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”
“We should get that looked at.”
“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”
“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”
“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”
“Whatever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”
“Oooooo. That looks painful.”
“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”
“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”
“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”
“You stopped breathing.”
“Oh look, it’s alive.”
“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”
“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”
“What happened to your leg?!”
“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”
“Here’s some ice for that.”
“You’re welcome, by the way.”
“Yeesh, you look like shit.”
“Wait, you were mugged?!”
“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”
“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”
“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”
“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving around too much if I were you.”
“I thought you were dead!”
“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”
“Can you walk on your own?”
“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
Something’s Wrong With Your Muse
“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”
“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”
“I’m not sure I can walk on my own.”
“On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain’s at least an 8.”
“You thought I was dead?”
“Do you think I have a concussion?”
“I hit my head; now I don’t feel so good.”
“I’m so sorry. Do you mind cleaning up?”
“I think I’ve been stabbed/shot.”
“I just got mugged!”
“Do I look as bad as I feel?”
“Could I maybe get an ice pack for this?”
“Thank you, by the way.”
“I think my leg is broken.”
“I can’t feel my arm.”
“I’m going to need more than deep breathing to calm me down.”
“I’m not dead yet!”
“Oh, God, I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding a lot.”
“Are you really trying to help?”
“Please help me.”
“Can I lean on you? I don’t think I can walk.”
“I think I need to get this looked at.”
“I can’t get my nose to stop bleeding!”
“I can’t seem to catch my breath.”
“I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”
“Please help me stay awake.”
“This hurts just as much as it looks like it does.”
“Sorry - did I scare you?”
“I don’t know how I managed to do this to myself.”
“I don’t know if I can stay awake.”
“I stopped breathing?”
Note: Revamp of an older sentence starter post found here.
and if all the flowers , faded away. and if all the storm clouds , decided to stay. then you would find me , each hour the same. she is tomorrow , and i am today. ‘cause if right is leaving , i’d rather be wrong. she is the sunlight , and the sun is gone. and if holding her is heartache for me , and if holding her means , that i have to bleed .. then i am the martyr , and love is to blame. ‘cause she is the healing , and i am the pain. she lives in a 𝒅 𝒂 𝒚 𝒅 𝒓 𝒆 𝒂 𝒎 … where i don’t belong. she is the sunlight , and the sun is gone.
personals don’t interact.
Final Fantasy XV → Prompto realizing he’s being accepted for who he is
Prompto Argentum
Final Fantasy XV
I’m late for Prompto’s birthday, but here it is anyway!