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→ SENTENCE MEMES I STARTED, DRAFTED, FORGOT ABOUT AND NOW CAN’T REMEMBER THE ORIGINS OF: A COLLECTION.
‘i just want something good for a change.’ ‘she likes it that you’re soft.’ ‘hey. this’ll be good for all of us.’ ‘the grumpier, the better.’ ‘just bugger off for the day.’ ‘he holds too much anger inside.’ ‘he needs to learn to let out his feelings.’ ‘why did you lie?’ you haven’t been sleeping.’ ‘if you scream, i will kill you. do you believe that?’ ‘i’m just trying to protect my family.’ ‘you terrorise people.’ ‘i’m clearly interrupting.’ ‘someone fell out the wrong side of the coffin this morning.’ ‘where the hell have you been?’ ‘you’re not in charge of me and i’m not a child.’ ‘do not touch that. please.’ ‘i’m a friend when you need one.’ ‘is it me or do i have the worst taste in men ever?’ ‘‘i just want to forget all about this.’ ‘uh… your face is a poem.’ ‘she’s been banished to switzerland.’ ‘he’s way too much of a knob for that.’ ‘put some clothes on man, this isn’t the jungle book!’ ‘i’ve licked every inch of that real estate.’ ‘one might say we are… on the run.’ ‘there’s nothing going on down there.’ ‘i get so much unwanted attention.’ ‘what matters lies in the heart.’ ‘it’s cool, thanks to my manoeuvres and shit.’ ‘no point hiding, mate.’ ‘wouldn’t go out there, if i was you.’ ‘i love barristas.’ ‘i’ll defend you.’ ‘i thought i’d read her some poetry.’ ‘d’you think she’d like some flowers?’ ‘trust me and my guns.’ ‘if you have anything you wanna get of your chest, you come and find me.’ ‘how could you trust someone who lies to you like that?’ ‘just… threaten him or something and find out what he knows.’ ‘i’m not your bloody henchman.’ ‘i don’t want to be that man again.’ ‘you can’t deny what you are.’ ‘bloody stairs.’ ‘finders keepers, losers weepers.’ ‘i could die for you.’ ‘he seems perfectly fine to me.’ ‘if i accept that, then i have to accept what i am too.’ ‘perhaps i don’t even possess a soul.’ ‘i’m sure he loves me. he knows i’m not a monster.’ ‘what if the house catches on fire?’ ‘what happens under the jumper stays under the jumper.’ ‘it’s not her fault. she didn’t do it on purpose.’ ‘i haven’t followed anyone home and thought about killing them.’ ‘we did the foxtrot naked, and that’s not even a euphemism.’ ‘he got out just in time.’ ‘i’m a monster, and you all deserve my contempt and my wrath.’ ‘silence him. just a bit.’ ‘must be hard to tell a child no.’ ‘do you feel guilty?’ ‘you always leave so early.’ ‘it’s a deal with the devil. i get waffles, he gets my soul.’ ‘why doesn’t she want my egg sandwich?’ ‘d’you think she’d want a surprise party?’ ‘it’s like a warm blanket coated in cheese powder.’ ‘you’re like the chilli’s of sex.’ ‘we weren’t right for each other.’ ‘it’s amazing how many people don’t really know anything about who they’re with.’ ‘i hate the word moist, but i gotta say— that is exactly what this is.’ ‘i made a mistake. i want you back.’ ‘this was fun and terrible.’ ‘i like to think actions speak louder than words.’ ‘he’d probably start some arboreal plague and turn the world into a mad max desert.’ ‘i don’t wanna know, that’s why i don’t open it.’ ‘we murdered him. we did the dirty work. she can’t take this from us.’ ‘so that’s how he’s parenting now? just throwing money at a problem?’ ‘this isn’t even close to the worst thing i’ve done.’ ‘have a drink with me tonight.’ ‘we’re not rivals, it’s not poetic, it’s just a drink.’ ‘do not bring me bad news.’
Sylvia Plath, Three Woman
castlevania season 1 &. 2 sentence starters.
“ don’t mistake me for a witch. everybody out there already does that. “
“ perhaps i could help you relearn some manners. “
“ be better than them. please! “
“ there’s so much left to be done on earth. “
“ you took that which i love, so i will take from you everything you have and everything you have ever been. “
“ there are no innocents! not anymore! “
“ if you leave now, we’ll say no more about it. “
“ the violence wasn’t necessary, ____. but… it is appreciated “
“ if you know me, then you know i can’t turn away from those in need. that is why i am here. “
“ for evil bastards to win power, all the ordinary people have to do is stand aside and keep quiet. “
“ there’s always a choice. “
“ don’t be crazy. leave now. “
“ they’re going to come for you soon. “
“ i know what it’s like to be persecuted by your own country for the accident of your birth. “
“ it is not dying that frightens me. it’s living without ever having done my best. “
“ i can hear you. i’m armed, and a lot less happy than you are… so you want to stay well out of my way. “
“ well, you’re not running away screaming like the rest of the locals, for one thing. “
“ i have a gift for you. your life, ____. take it and go. “
“ you could undo everything by your very presence. “
“ i don’t think i can leave these people, not in their time of need! “
“ you’re getting no blood today, so shut up. “
“ your god is not here. “
“ your god’s love is not unconditional. he does not love me. and he does not love you. “
“ i serve no demon and i do no evil. “
“ i know what you are. “
“ what i think… is i’m going to have to kill you. “
“ do you have a god to put a last prayer to, ____? “
“ killing you was the point. living through it was just a luxury. “
“ in the end, we are all slaves to our famillies’ wishes. “
“ i never wanted you, ____. you sicken me. “
“ the suffering doesn’t matter to me anymore, ____. only the death. “
“ why are most of the stories you’ve told me the past few days about you arriving somewhere and getting punched in the face? “
“ fortunate, then, that i chose not to kill and eat you, ____. “
“ such a merry band we are. “
“ i’m trusting you, ____. don’t make me regret it. “
“ threaten me all you like. i will die for ____, if i don’t kill you first. “
“ what advantage does my anger buy you? “
“ ____’s gone mad and from that, there is no recovering him. “
“ the sun will still set, but you will not see it rise. “
“ you struggled so hard to come back home. so loyal. “
“ perhaps this is all loyalty buys in a world without love. “
“ i want, of all things, a pure world, a clean world where there is only loyalty and only love. “
“ do you feel like poison would kill you? of course you don’t. it’s a thing you learn. “
“ do you really think that’s enough, ____? “
“ i’m disturbed to find that i had more of a childhood than you did. “
“ careful, ____. you almost sounded excited about something. “
“ i could hear you moving across the sand. “
“ say the words. so i know that you are still my friend. “
“ you saved me. the only person in the world who ever lifted a hand to protect me from anything. “
“ you’re not human. your passions are rare and pure. “
“ i have no fear of death, it always sounded peaceful to me. “
“ i will be loyal to the end. and beyond. “
“ you are ____. no one has a right to your true beliefs. “
“ you are unique. you don’t owe anybody anything. “
“ the body is sick. it must be purged. it must be focused. this is holy work. “
“ i make purity from human corruption. human corruption is a stain on the world. “
“ you’re afraid. you worry that you may have made the wrong choice. “
“ if we don’t get this done, then we’re all failing. “
“ i will stay, ____, until this is done. “
“ see? god hates me! “
“ you’re still a bastard, but you’re the bastard i chose to fight alongside with. “
“ you’re an evil-looking bastard, aren’t you? “
“ you didn’t kill me before. you’re not going to kill me now. “
“ your greatest gift to me. and i’m killing it. “
“ you could be my handsome sidekick. or mascot! imagine that. “
“Morally we can’t do that.”
“Morally I didn’t ask you.”
vex, off handedly commenting towards karliah & bryn : that bastard ! bring me his eyes . nightingale, later, after killing mercer and digging out his eyes before bryn heads out : give these to vex ; she said she wanted them .
when you’re named dragonborn but would rather just steal from racists .
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five senses / @cruorrors inquired : ❝ did you hear that ? ❞
she follows the melody of the night, hungry flames cracking wood betwixt warmed teeth as sparks dance to the rhythm of the gentle breeze that threaded through auburn leaves and wild grasses, slender fingers deftly following the lead of y’ffre as to better pass the night away . far from the noise of townships and cities her strumming notes seemed more welcome, made to match the wandering rhythm of tamriel’s heart as each plunked cord fell into place with the order of nature surrounding the two travelers, a barrier to swallow their foreign presence and let the night pass till morning broke through the dark .
time had passed easily betwixt the two travelers as scattered cobbled roads guided them from hold to hold, conversation light as disparities in their handling of fate kept a comfortable silence a far more welcome companion ; she benefited from the safety of his company, deadric influence woven through his flesh a ward to fend off most rabble which she easily avoided on her own, and he was one of few who seemed to care for her sharpened fangs stained with the flesh of man and mer .
consumed by the syncopated accents of skyrim, the voice of her mer companion stalls her languid gestures of comfort and piques to attention her long ears in search of what stirred out of place ; her senses were hindered by the frozen temperatures which assaulted the jungle elf, forcing layers upon layers to build a barrier betwixt her flesh and that of the earth . there were no shortage of those who hunted them both, the mantle of dovah an enticing scent which seemed to draw feral, starving beasts after them, nipping at their heels with every few feet they managed to grasp in freedom . how she hated such a life .
❝ your senses are far greater than my own, you know, ❞ smile nothing more than a blood tinged frame for filed fangs she replies with a subtle jest, poking at the other’s deadric senses which far outshined her own hunter’s expertise, the cold scent of the night carrying little to warn her beyond the shiver which ran down her spine, ❝ should we be concerned ? ❞
I’m a free wandering flower
(via themothdream)