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βΊ ash ! they / them , 26 , bookseller/assistant librarian.
a sideblog for rp prompts from / inspired by books , poetry collections , and plays. prompts will be made in bulk when the spirit moves me and the stars align , and will run primarily on a queue. requests open ! sjm , jkr , and neil gaiman are banned.
βββββ βΊ more prompts by my buddy: @mcflymemes
hiii everybody<3 in about a month or so i will be moving across the entire country to live with my partner of 10 years, but with prices going up we're getting a little tight on our budget, so we made a little gofundme if anyone wants to help out ! no pressure, but spread this around if you can, and thanks either way! adding the more uncomfortable details below the cut if anyone's curious.
to make a long story short, this is a little more than just a simple move: i'll be coming out to my family and moving away within the same week. i don't talk about it much, but i come from a very conservative household and a family with More Than Two preachers in it, so needless to say my identity and my love isn't welcome in my own house. its been a big secret for the longest time, but its time to gtfo of here and actually live a proper life. we have absolutely no idea how my family is going to take this, and there's a very real possibility that i'll just be kicked out right away, so we're trying to be better safe than sorry and cover all our bases. i'm going to be going back home with my partner, where i will be much safer and happier, and also have better job opportunities as i currently live in one of the states that still has federal minimum wage.
anything you can give will help us out a lot, but even if you can't, we appreciate you spreading this around! ily guys and this community has been very important to me for the past almost decade<3
hi, hello! i love books and quotes from books and rping, so i love this blog! i wanted to ask, what books are you planning to make prompt lines for?
hii! glad you like the blog! <3 currently i have plans to make some for popular poets, as well as tom lake and the second death of locke, though the latter will take a little while longer bc there's not many quotes on the internet and i'll have to comb through my own copy, rip.
besides that, i don't really know! classics of course, books i read that i particularly enjoy - and anyone is free to make requests whenever they like!
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βΊ prompts from ann patchett's novel the dutch house (2019). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
βi see the past as it actually was.β
βwe overlay the present onto the past.β
βwe had made a fetish out of our misfortune, fallen in love with it.β
βthe point wasnβt whether or not i liked it.β
βthe point was it had to be done.β
βdo you think itβs possible to ever see the past as it actually was?β
βdisappointment comes from expectation.β
βthinking about the past impeded my efforts to be decent in the present.β
βwe were all so young, you know.β
βour childhood was a fire.β
βdon't expect that anyone will do you the favor of listening if you don't trouble yourself to use your voice.β
βyou gotta be smart, have a plan, pay attention to what's going on around you.β
βitβs like you donβt want to be dislodged from your suffering.β
βyou don't have to like your work to be good at it.β
βdonβt let yourself get upset.β
βit cost me nothing.β
βwe didnβt like it but we survived it.β
βyou owe me that.β
βthere is a finite amount of time.β
βwhat kind of person leaves their kids?"
βdo not put your face in the fucking fire.β
βeven in my own house i had no idea what was going on.β
βi was asleep to the world.β
βno anger could survive this, at least no anger i'd ever had.β
βeven the stupidest ideas have resonance once theyβve happened.β
βi gave up caring where i lived a long time ago.β
βthere was no comfort in me.β
βi would have found you eventually.β
βthings changed again after that.β
βi'm just telling you it's unsettling.β
βi havenβt been cruel, believe me.β
βwe could have had our lives back.β
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βΊ prompts from mary shelley's novel frankenstein (1818/1831). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
βnothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.β
βbeware; for i am fearless, and therefore powerful.β
βlife, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and i will defend it.β
βi do know that for the sympathy of one living being, i would make peace with all.β
βi have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe.β
βthere is something at work in my soul, which i do not understand.β
βif i cannot inspire love, i will cause fear!β
βhow mutable are our feelings.β
βit is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world.β
βon that account we shall be more attached to one another.β
βthe fallen angel becomes a malignant devil.β
βi am alone.β
βi was benevolent and good.β
βmisery made me a fiend.β
βhateful day when i received life!β
βi am solitary and abhorred.β
βthe whole series of my life appeared to me as a dream.β
βthe world was to me a secret which i desired to devine.β
βi am alone and miserable.β
βi could not understand why men who knew all about good and evil could hate and kill each other.β
βi wish to be allowed to speak.β
βi am malicious because i am miserable.β
βi looked upon the sea, it was to be my graveβ
βwhy did i not die?β
βwhat can stop the determined heart and resolved will of man?β
βsoon these burning miseries will be extinct.β
βbe calm!β
βone wondering thought pollutes the day.β
βyou are in the wrong,"
βi will revenge my injuries.β
βdo you share my maddness?β
βall men hate the wretched.β
πππ πππππ ππππππ.
βΊ prompts from holly black's novel the cruel prince (2018). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
βi hate you because i think of you. often.β
βhave i told you how hideous you look tonight?β
βif you hurt me, i wouldn't cry. i would hurt you back.β
βwhat could i become if i stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything?β
βinstead of being afraid, i could become something to fear.β
βthat seems entirely backward.β
βi can be charming. i charmed you, didnβt i?β
βdo not expect others to share my depraved tastes.β
βi am going to shame you with my defiance.β
βlet me remind you that means you have much to lose and i have nothing.β
βi will make sure you lose everything i can take from you.β
βi promise you this is the least of what i can do.β
βi am what you made me.β
βi have lied and i have betrayed and i have triumphed.β
βbecause i want to see what you will do.β
βi want to be part of the unfolding of the tale.β
βthereβs always something left to lose.β
βi suppose i could love anyone.β
βthatβs what comes of hungering for something.β
βyou really do want me, and you hate it.β
βi will go as far as there is to go.β
βshow your power by appearing powerless.β
βi am tired of caring.β
βi will not even stand in front of misery that you choose for yourself.β
βwe don't need to be good. but let's try to be fair.β
βthis is what you wanted, isnβt it?β
βi am weak. i am fragile. i am mortal.β
βi have always been scared, since the day i got here.β
βi live with that fear, let it settle into my bones, and ignore it.β
βonly idiots arenβt scared of things that are scary.β
βgo ahead. insult me.β
βi do not yearn to be their equal.β
βsharpen your heart.β
βi am coming unraveled. i am coming undone.β
βhaving stepped off the edge, what i want to do is fall.β
βthis isnβt how people show loyalty.β
βwhat if, when everything else is different, iβm not?β
βwhoever controls the king, controls the kingdom.β
βget down here before youβre recognized.β
βmaybe being a monster was my calling.β
βthereβs safety in being awful.β
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βΊ prompts from fyodor dostoevsky's novel the idiot (1869). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
β beauty will save the world. β
β it is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool's paradise. β
β i am a fool with a heart but no brains. β
β weβre both unhappy, and we both suffer. β
β a fool with a heart and no sense is just as unhappy as a fool with sense and no heart. β
β i want to talk about everything with at least one person as i talk about things with myself. β
β it's life that matters, nothing but life. β
β one can't understand everything at once. β
β look at the eyes that gaze at you and love you! β
β i almost do not exist now and i know it. β
β sometimes you dream strange dreams, impossible and unnatural. β
β it is as if your dream has told you something new. β
β oh i've plenty of time, my time is entirely my own. β
β we can very rarely accurately describe the motives of another. β
β one must feel a great longing to sit down, close one's eyes and wait. β
β if he's alive he has everything in his power! β
β i have often been struck by the fact that parents know their children so little. β
β human beings are created in order to torment one another. β
β i'm drunk but truthful. β
β perhaps i shall meet with troubles and many disappointments. β
β i have made up my mind to be polite and sincere to everyone. β
β more cannot be asked of me. β
β nothing helps a man to reform like thinking of the past with regret. β
β you are so eaten up with pride and vanity that you'll end by eating up one another. β
β we demand, we don't ask. β
β lunatics! vain creatures! β
β speak of a wolf and you see his tail! β
β it's easier to be humble.β
β and how can one love two at once? β
β the worst thing is that it is certain. β
β you seem to be ashamed of what you've said, β
β there is something else here, and there will always be something else. β
β you are very beautiful, (name,) so beautiful that one is afraid to look at you. β
β a dead man has no age β
β you are ill now, and you had much better go to bed. β
β why will you go on dwelling on it? β
β but you are not to blame for anything. β
β your life cannot be altogether ruined. β
β few people would do what you have done. β
β i will look after you. β
β i swear to you that i am not quite such an ass as i like to appear sometimes. β
β no man should be treated so. β
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βΊ prompts from the poetry of ocean vuong. feel free to tweak as you see fit.
β remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world. β
β i never asked for flight. β
β i don't know desire other than the need to be shattered & rebuilt β
β here. that's all i wanted to be. β
β my mother said i could be anything i wanted. β
β i chose to live. β
β sometimes i ask for too much just to feel my mouth overflow. β
β your father is only your father until one of you forgets. β
β are you listening? β
β don't we touch each other just to prove we're still here? β
β the body is a blade that sharpens by cutting. β
β you can never forget yourself. β
β you will always remember what you were doing when it hurts the most. β
β everyone can forget usβas long as you remember. β
β what becomes of the shepherd when the sheep are cannibals? β
β tell me it was for the hunger and nothing less. β
β i will learn to love a monster. β
β i pretend nothing is wrong. β
β it's finally spring! daffodils everywhere. just like that. β
β why do all my books leave me empty-handed? β
β how come the past tense is always longer? β
β what weβll always have is something we lost. β
β i'm trying to be real but it costs too much. β
β i promise you, i was here. β
β i'm back inside my head where it's safe. β
β you can walk away. β
β you can be nothing and still breathing. believe me. β
β oh no. the sadness is intensifying. how rude. β
β youβll need sorcery to make it out of here. β
β nobody's free without breaking open. β
β this mess i made i made with love. β
β i caved and decided it will be joy from now on. β
β i'm not high, officer, i just don't believe in time. β
β i love the world most when iβm rock-bottom in my fast car going nowhere. β
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βΊ prompts from james baldwin's novel giovanni's room (1956). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
β perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition. β
β you donβt have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never can go back. β
β if you cannot love me, i will die. β
β before you came i wanted to die. β
β it is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody. β
β what is this thing about time? β
β you are not that young anymore. β
β i often wonder what i'd do if there weren't any books in the world. β
β i would have stayed at home. β
β you never have loved anyone, i am sure you never will! β
β and youβyou are immoral. β
β you are, by far, the most immoral man i have met in all my life. β
β look, look what you have done to me. β
β do you think you could have done this if i did not love you? β
β is this what you should do to love? β
β do you think anything else under heaven really matters? β
β i simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and i did not know how i would get through mine. β
β the world is mostly divided between madmen who remember and madmen who forget. β
β perhaps he is a fool or a coward but almost everybody is one or the other and most people are both. β
β one day i'll weep for this. one of these days i'll start to cry. β
β people are too various to be treated so lightly. β
β i am too various to be trusted. β
β if i could make you stay, i would. β
β it takes strength to remember. β
β it takes another kind of strength to forget. β
β i really donβt know how you have managed to live so long. β
β you will go home and then you will find that home is not home anymore. β
β then you will really be in trouble. β
β here comes your baby. β
β what are you doing all the time? β
β sometimes when you smiled at me i hated you. β
β what are you always hiding? β
βiΒ am nothing to you, nothing. β
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βΊ prompts from sally rooney's novel intermezzo (2024). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
β sometimes you need people to be perfect and they canβt be. β
β you just needed something they didnβt have in them to give you. β
β what if life is just a collection of essentially unrelated experiences? β
β why does one thing have to follow meaningfully from another? β
β yes i would like to live in such a way, that i could vanish into thin air at any time without affecting anyone. β
β at the same time i want desperately to be loved. β
β well, if that's suffering, let me suffer. β
β let me descend into a futile and prolonged rage. β
β to know myself capable of that, i would suffer every day of my life. β
β it doesn't always work, but i do my best. β
β go on, in any case, living. β
β the world makes room for goodness and decency. β
β you can drive yourself crazy thinking about different things you could have done in the past. β
β allowing life to mean nothing for a moment, doesnβt it simply feel good? β
β i just want to say, iβm on your side. β
β iβve been on your side all along. β
β but iβm very happy that i met you. β
β once you meet your soulmate, thereβs no point pretending, is there? β
β he only wants what he has always wanted: to be right. β
β you might think thatβs immoral, i donβt know. β
β under what conditions is life endurable? β
β it makes me depressed when i think about it. β
β when i was the one who needed help, where were the two of you? β
β because you are a fucking child. β
β i donβt expect anything else. β
β what does it mean to love someone, then? β
β maybe we have different definitions. β
β i didn't have that much power over my life anyway. β
β things just kind of happened to me. β
β you think you can vanish into thin air and it won't affect me? β
β i forgive you, of course. everything. i love you very much, and i forgive you, completely. β
β don't blame me. i was there. β
β i donβt think iβve been very honest with you. β
β i donβt think i really wanted you to go on with your life, without me. β
β it was impossible, the situation i put you in. β
β iβm the one who should be sorry. β
β iβve been cruel. β
β frightening how quickly it all falls away. β
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βΊ prompts from louisa may alcott's novel little women (1868). feel free to tweak as you see fit. may include some movie quotes because literally every website mixes them in together for some reason.
β i am not afraid of storms. β
β i like good strong words that mean somethingβ¦ β
β i'd rather take coffee than compliments just now. β
β whether i can unlock the door remains to be seen. β
β if we are all alive ten years hence, letβs meet, and see how many of us have got our wishes, or how much nearer we are then than now. β
β i want to do something splendidΒ . . .Β something heroic or wonderful that won't be forgotten after i'm dead. β
β the stars incline us, they do not bind us. β
β iβve had lots of troubles, so i write jolly tales. β
β be comforted, dear soul! β
β there is always light behind the clouds. β
β love is a great beautifier. β
β let us be elegant or die! β
β the troubles and temptations of your life are beginning, and may be many. β
β be worthy love, and love will come. β
β some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow . . . β
β books are always good company if you have the right sort. β
β i make so many beginnings there never will be an end. β
β i don't pretend to be wise, but i am observing, and i see a great deal more than you'd imagine. β
β hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturallyβ¦ β
β i wish i had no heart, it aches soβ¦ β
β iβm not like the rest of you. β
β i have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands. β
β i am lonely, sometimes, but i dare say it's good for me . . . β
β i could have been a great many things. β
β fly at me again. i rather liked it. β
β i hate ordinary people! β
β i never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. β
β i don't like favors. β
β i'd rather do everything for myself, and be perfectly independent. β
β you have grown abominably lazy. β
β you are contented to be petted and admired by silly people. β
β love will make you show your heart some day. β
β sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to my heart. β
β don't cry so bitterly. β
β i know i shall be homesick for you . . . β
β dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries! β
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βΊ prompts from kaveh akbar's novel martyr! (2024). feel free to tweak as you see fit.
β thatβs the whole crisis. the rot at the root of everything. β
β love was a room that appeared when you stepped into it. β
β work a day in the grief mines and get paid in tickets to the company store. β
β where does all our effort go? β
β itβs hard not to envy the monsters when you see how good they have it. β
β we spend our lives trying to figure out how to pay back the debt of being. β
β living happened until it didn't. β
β i sacrificed my entire life; i sold it to the abyss. β
β how easy his job is going to be. β
β humans are just a long emptiness waiting to be filled. β
β behind me is silence, and ahead of me is silence. β
β i think real endings tend to work their way in from the outside. β
β well, of course i changed my mind. β
β can't you feel this mattering? right now? β
β we won't grow old together. β
β we all started from zero. from less than zero, actually. β
β tragedies are relentless. β
β gosh, i better not step on that flower or my grandfather will never be born. β
β how unfair, this life. β
β my wounds are so much deeper than yours. β
β i want to be worthy of the great terror my existence inspires. β
β but you're not a bad person trying to get good. you're a sick person trying to get well. β
β someone said alcohol reduces the βfatal intensityβ of living. maybe it was that. β
β iβm not that certain of anything. β
β do you have any idea what i'm even talking about? β
β itβs easy to resent those who love you. β
β the story is what comes after. β
β what can i make of being here? β
β itβs miracle enough to emerge still standing on two feet. β
β fear made me work hard, get better. β
β i want you to tell me something real. β
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βΊ prompts from rachel gillig's novel the knight and the moth (2025). feel free to tweak as you see fit , bartholomew.
β you donβt have to be good, or useful, for someone to care about you. β
β when you do the right thing for the wrong reason, no one praises you. β
β we all want to be special.β
β what is right and wrong depends entirely on the story youβre living in. β
β which is more intricate? the designs of men, trying to reach gods, or that of gods, trying to reach men? β
β people who love you for your usefulness don't love you at all. β
β you want to throw me down. β
β i, prideful, disdainful, godless. β
β i want to drag you into the dirt with me. β
β you know this story, (name,) though you do not remember it. β
β to tell a story is in part to tell a lie, isn't it? β
β it's hard to see who i am when i am lost in what's expected of me. β
β fear not, (name!) every day has its dog. β
β if you only ever look up at something, can you ever see it clearly? β
β it is easier, swearing ourselves to someone else's cause than to sit with who we are without one. β
β take my hand, you strange little creature. β
β it sounds awful when i say it out loud. β
β you are more special than you realize. β
β i would do anything for you. β
β i cannot decide which i like best. the sunrise, or the sunset. β
β i was losing my faith in everything. β
β the two of us meetingβ¦ it felt almost divine. β
β i think her quite the bitch. β
β how undignified. β
β did anyone see me fall? β
β i want someone to see me. β
β i want it to be you. β
β no honor among thieves, and even less among gods. β
β iβll do anything you ask of me. β
β if i were beside myself, there would be two of me β
β oh, (name.) he's dreamy. β
β do you want to know how it ends? β
β does it end? β
β it ends when you kiss me. β
β why do we do these things to ourselves? β
β youβre an incomparable fiend, (name.) a truly accomplished asshole. β
β iβd like you better if you were on your back again. β
β it is not like me to be the bearer of bad tidings. β
β am i all that you imagined? β
β your hands are marked by the blood of my metamorphosis. β
β whatever my soul was made of was frail. β
β violence is a craft. so is compassion. β
β no is a sufficient answer. β
β anger is a fine weapon. β
β now have some soup. β
β i will shoulder any weight you give me. β
β would that things were different. β
β i think i would like to stop promising myself away, or else there will be nothing left of me to give. β
β i donβt know why i say the things i do. β
