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More Obscure Disney Sentence Starters
mediarpmemes:
“Why are you staring at me?”
“It’s like you escaped from a Hallmark card or something.”
“I’ve never heard this song before! What the hell is it?”
“Have you any last words before I dispatch you?”
“Thank you for taking care of my bride, peasants.”
“Would you like me to call someone for you?”
“Oh my, this is a twist in our story! It’s the brave little princess coming to the rescue.”
“You know that you will live happily ever after.”
“Let me guess. You’re looking for a beautiful girl, too?”
“Is that the only word you know? “No?”
“No. Spiteful, vindictive, *very large*, but never crazy.”
“You’ve met your match, you foul bellowing beast!”
“You want a show? I’ll give you a show.”
“You have no idea who you’re dealing with.”
“I seek a beautiful girl. My life partner, my one coquette, the answer to my love’s duet.”
“You know most normal people get to know each other before they get married. They date.”
“Forget about happily ever after, it doesn’t exist.”
“Silence! You lying, murderous wretch!”
“Don’t you think that’s a bit melodramatic, dear?”
“Is this a habit of yours? Falling off of stuff?”
“We shall be married in the morning!”
“You’re gonna marry somebody after a day?”
“How about this, and they all lived happily ever after? Well, at least I did.”
“I’m surprised. You said you couldn’t dance.”
“Look around you. This is where the path of hatred has brought us.”
“It would’ve been better if we never met. None of this would’ve happened.”
“I’d rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.”
“Is this bottomless pit a friend of yours?”
“Well, I’ll just have to take it by force then, won’t I?”
“You see what I mean? Once two sides wanna fight, nothing can stop them.”
“Look, we don’t have to fight them.”
“I’ve never been a popular man.”
“I lied for you once. Don’t ask me to do it again.”
“You must choose your own path.”
“Close your eyes. Now forget what you see.”
“Go ahead. Shoot me.”
“Shall I - ahem - leave you and the blackboard alone for a moment?”
“It can’t get any worse, can it?”
“Do not let them see you and do not seek them out.”
“Why are you threatened by anyone different from you?”
“There are no trails through a woman’s heart.”
“Okay. It’s all fun and games till someone loses an eye.”
“Hey, look, I made a bridge. It only took me like, what? Ten seconds? Eleven, tops.”
“You ask too many questions! Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!”
“Trust me on this one. You don’t wanna know.”
“Hey, I had nothing to do with it.”
“Well, as far as me goes, I just like to blow things up.”
“I thought you said this thing could cut through a femur in twenty-eight seconds!”
“You didn’t just drink that, did you?”
“Of course, it’s been my experience, when you hit bottom, the only place left to go is up.”
“Get back! I’ve got soap, and I’m not afraid to use it.”
“I didn’t say it was the smart thing, but it is the right thing.”
“'Bout time someone hit him. I’m just sorry it wasn’t me.”
“I could unblock that if I had, like, two-hundred of these. Problem is, I only have, like, ten, plus three of my own, a couple of cherry bombs, road flare…”
“Now, let’s go over it again, just so we got it straight: you didn’t find anything.”
“Yeah, I really wish I had a better idea than this.”
“I thought you said he only had guns!”
“You said we were in this together!”
“I consider myself an even tempered man. It takes a lot to get under my skin, but congratulations, you just won the solid-gold kewpie doll.”
domestic/family starter prompts
“Just a little while longer.”
“Can you come tuck me in?”
“Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”
“Did you sleep okay last night?”
“C’mon, read me something! Just like old times.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“Can we stay in tonight?”
“Will you stay with me?”
“Shh, it’s okay.”
“Go to sleep, go to sleep.”
“Hold my hand.”
“C’mere, it’s alright.”
“You’re fine.”
“You’re apart of the family.”
“Hug?”
“Gimme a kiss!”
“Can I snuggle with you?”
“Your breakfast is getting cold!”
“Tickle, tickle, tickle!”
“I got you something!”
“No, go back to sleep.”
“What are you smiling about?”
“He’s such a downer.”
“Here, I’ll zip you up.”
“Do you want me to read to you?”
“I know a lullaby. Think that’ll help you sleep?”
“Turn around!”
“Your tie is crooked.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Can we get a dog?”
“I love you.”
“Time for your bath.”
“You first.”
“Lemme wash your hair.”
“Stop squirming!”
“My turn!”
“Mind if I move a bit closer?”
“Can I stay the night?”
“Don’t you dare go outside without a coat.”
“They forgot to flush!”
“Come here!”
“Mom! They’re being mean!”
“Dad! They’re being mean!”
“Help! They’re being mean!”
“Think we can play a board game later?”
“Don’t be so mean to them, you understand me?”
“Watch your tone!”
“Here. I’ll do it for you. Give me the tie.”
“Don’t slam the door!”
“Eat your greens.”
“Stop playing with your food.”
“Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.”
“Happy Birthday!”
“They sing like a goddamn crow.”
“Don’t sass me, young lady.”
“Don’t sass me, young man.”
“Don’t sass me, little one.”
“I don’t like kissing them.”
“I was gone for ten fucking minutes!”
“Read to me.”
“What is going on?”
“You’re crazy, but I like that.”
“Hey, watch out for them, okay?”
“I got the last slice of pizza. I’m gonna have to throw it up for you to get it.”
“We’re out of milk again!”
“Who wants a hearty breakfast?”
“Back in my day….”
“They’re my annoying younger sibling.”
“We don’t need another kid.”
“Hello! Hi. Sorry. Can’t go in there. Your workplace’s being invaded by tiny, mind-controlling creatures called Bobblebongs. Unfortunate name, but what can you do?” He flashed them the psychic paper, all for good measure, and slung an arm ‘round their shoulders; not once since he’d started talking had he so much as slowed down. Their presence was taken aboard almost seamlessly. “You’re not trying to kill me, yet, you’re my new best friend. Last one chucked a knife at my head. Let’s run, shall we? What’s your name?”
She raised a brow at him “But I...its more than my work place, I live here” she said, gesturing inside her family home. Well, it was her family’s home, it now belonged to her step mother, and it didn’t feel like a safe place anymore. “Wait its been over run by what? Are you mad?” she asked. When he showed her a strange piece of paper her eyes widened “You’re a guard of the king?” she asked in surprise. “F-Forgive me Sir, I did not know” she said.
When he put his arm around her shoulder she flinched slightly but was more concerned by the fact that he continued to speak. “Kill you? Why would I kill you?” she asked, searching his features for any sign of immediate danger. “Run? I...” she didn’t have time to answer before he asked her name. She swallowed, very few people ever called her Ella anymore, most knew her now by the name Lady Tremaine had given her. “My family calls me Cinderella” she answered.
“ DON’T LEAVE… PLEASE… — DON’T LEAVE ME… ALL ALONE…”
She had been terrified to be quite honest, a metal man who was anything but human had appeared before she knew it. There weren’t even stories about things like this where she came from. But, then again, she was far from home. When he begged her not to leave she stopped, her tear streaked face almost frozen in shock. He was sad, she could hear it in his voice. “You’re...you're not going to hurt me?”
❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive? ✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before? ☜ : Does your muse like to top? ☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? ☺ : How often does your muse masturbate? ☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually? ✌ : Is your muse good with their hands? ♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing? Á : Is your muse loud in bed? ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? ☯ : If you’re comfortable with it, write a drabble about our muses doing something naughty. If not, put a strikethrough across this one in your reblog (or simply don’t do it; your blog, your rules ;3). ☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some? ♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?
“Have courage and be kind”
Indie, Semi Selective Cinderella from 2015 Cinderella
Multi-ship and Multi Verse
5+ years of roleplaying experience
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“Well, I thought I was in the home I sharer with my beloved husband and daughter. But I hardly recognize the place!“ Alexandra turned and smiled at the daughter she hadn’t seen in years.
“Hello, my darling girl.”
The moment she spoke, her heart stopped. That voice, she knew that voice, though it had been about a decade since it had spoken last. When she finally turned and she saw her mothers face, the wind was knocked out of her, as if she had just been run down. She was thankful she hadn’t brought anything down with her, she knew she would have dropped it out of pure shock.
“Oh my goodness” she breathed, her eyes welling up with tears. It couldn’t be. “Mother?” she whispered.
“Kindness is free, love is free.”
“thank you,” therese smiled widely. she’d been teased for the uniqueness of her name in the past, so it always made her smile when people complimented it. “you have a pretty name too.”
Ella smiled brightly at the compliment, though the smile had yet to truly leave her face “Why thank you very much, you have my mother to thank for that” she said, her tone both polite and teasing. “I do hope you forgive me for running into you, you would think I would be able to pay better attention since I’ve read this book twice but I just can’t put it down”
The timelord pulled at the edges of his own hair. It hadn’t grown much, and it did when he chose to let it. So he doubted he’d been in the dungeons longer than a week. The girl however; much, much longer. He could hear her footsteps edging closer until she was sitting in front of his cell. He turned around, his chains clanging against the floor and mirrored her position.
“Our captors or everyone else?” He quipped, his eyes twinkling, hoping to put her at ease.
“Most people call me the Doctor. Yes I know it’s a title but it’s my name. Just The Doctor.” He considered putting his hand through the bars for her to shake but then thought against it, settling on a mock vulcan salute. She still had a look of terror about her. He didn’t blame her.
“And you?”
She smiled softly, the first in a long while, at his comment “Everyone else” she said. “I don’t know about you but they’ve never given me a name. They just call me ‘girl’ “ she admitted, referring to the people of this world. When he said his name was The Doctor, she raised a brow and started to open her mouth in question. He must have seen how puzzled she looked because he continued on anyway, or perhaps it was just something he often had to explain.
When he asked for her name, she realized she almost had to think on it. She had been here so long, with no one calling her by name, she had almost forgotten. And even when she was at home, no one called her Ella anymore, her step family had made sure of it. “Cinderella” she said, giving the name her step sisters and their mother had grown to using not long after the death of her father. “My name is Cinderella, though I do believe it wasn’t always that way”
‘Maleficent’ sentence meme
Send one to my muse for their reaction
“No! Don’t touch me! It’s you… you’re the evilest!”
“I will not ask your forgiveness because what I have done to you is unforgivable.”
“It’s so ugly, I almost feel sorry for it.”
“I know you’re there. Don’t be afraid.”
“How quaint, even the rabble.”
“I like you begging. Do it again.”
“Oh, come on! That’s funny.”
“I swear, no harm will come to you as long as I live. “
“You’ve been very good to me… well, except that time you fed me spiders.”
“Oh dear! What an awkward situation.”
“True love does not exist.”
“So you see, the story is not quite as you were told.”
“I revoke my curse! Let it be no more!”
“What have you done to my beautiful self?”
“I was so lost in hatred and revenge. You stole what was left of my heart.”
“You’ve been watching over me, my whole life.”
I don’t know how it would make sense but I really want to roleplay with Carol Aird, like really bad. My inner gay is leaking through to Ella, please god someone help me
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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .
Cinderella (2015)
“Oh, they’re people, they’re just different thats all.” He didn’t blame her for thinking like that, she’d been plucked out from time and space and saw these creatures as monsters. If only she knew about him….
“I wouldn’t be surprised if someone took you off him and he’s here somewhere or if there is someone on this planet who doesn’t mind two legs as much as the others.” He mused, knowing that out of a whole planet there must be at least one who didn’t follow the status quo. It would be a pity if those few simply didn’t because of monetary value.
“I must admit I haven’t either since I got here. Not even sure how long its been, I think they gave me something to knock me out. I suppose I was getting a bit annoying. Unless it’s standard practice.” His time sense had been off since he’d arrived. He could blame it on a black hole in the nearby system but it was too far to achieve any sort of adverse affect of a timelord. Besides they ‘invented’ them.
It had never occurred to her that the beings who owned her now could be people. To her, people looked like everyone else. Two legs, two eyes, two hands-human. Why did he seem so calm by it all? When she was first taken prisoner in this place, wherever this was, she was terrified. Yet he seemed so comfortable with it all.
“I don’t know how long I’ve been here either. I stopped counting after a month, thought it might be useless since no one would come for me. I know it has been a while though. When I was taken my hair was a bit past my shoulder blades, it reaches almost to my waist now” she said, looking down at her hair. She looked back up at him, daring to slowly creep out from behind the corner she had been hiding behind. She was in her same blue dress she was in when she left home, hair long and messy but still well kept out of a lack of anything better to do. There was dirt on her face from cleaning and she looked tired, but her beauty hadn’t changed even when everything else did.
She sat down slowly onto her knees in front of his cell, close enough so they could see each other but far enough away so he couldn’t grab her if she reached out. “What do they call you?” she asked.
How to rp with me
Step one: Look for a meme I reblogged.
Step two: Go to my ask.
Step three: Send it to me.
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Step one: Open the IM thing.
Step two: Yell HEY YOU ASSHOLE at me
Step three: Plot.