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aren't we all just stories in the end?
↪︎ independent, selective & mutuals only multi muse blog featuring characters from teen wolf, grey's anatomy, the pitt, criminal minds & much more!
—— a study in love, loss, grief, how to feel like yourself again.
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carrd. memes. starter calls. open posts.
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mayhaps i have some memes?
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒓 ( 𝟏𝟓𝟗𝟗 ) sentence starters .
♡ inspired by the play written by william shakespeare . add context & change gendered language to your needs . content warning for suicidal ideation & graphic violence . happy writing .ᐟ
❝ why are you wearing your best clothes ? ❞
❝ i don’t meddle in politics or chase women. ❞
❝ you ought to pray for god to spare you of the pain you deserve. ❞
❝ if we take away [name]’s support, he’ll be forced to come back down to earth. ❞
❝ whatever you want me to do, consider it done. ❞
❝ i’m not competitive like you. ❞
❝ don’t let me hinder you. ❞
❝ i’ve noticed that you haven’t been as affectionate toward me lately. ❞
❝ you’ve been like a stranger to me, your friend who loves you. ❞
❝ if i seem guarded, it’s not your fault. i just have a lot on my mind. ❞
❝ i don’t like to trouble my friends. and i consider you a good friend. ❞
❝ i’m at war with myself. i’ve forgotten how to show affection to others. ❞
❝ i misunderstood you … i kept how i felt to myself because i thought you wouldn’t care. ❞
❝ just what are you trying to do, asking me to look inside myself for something i won’t find ? ❞
❝ i’ll be the mirror that shows you the things about yourself that you can’t see. ❞
❝ my friendship is not worthless. i don’t make the same promises to everybody. ❞
❝ if you ever hear me flattering men just to slander them behind their backs, feel free to call me ‘dangerous’ then. ❞
❝ if it’s for the greater good, i’ll do it. even if i have to die. ❞
❝ i love honor more than i fear death. ❞
❝ your virtue is as familiar to me as your face. ❞
❝ i’d rather die than worship a man as ordinary as i am. ❞
❝ i was born just as free as he was. so were you. ❞
❝ it amazes me that such a weak man could hold the whole world in the palm of his hand. ❞
❝ sometimes, men can be masters of their fate. ❞
❝ the fault is not in our stars, but in us. ❞
❝ what’s so special about [name] ? why should that name be proclaimed any more than ours ? ❞
❝ [place] has lost the breed of noble bloods. ❞
❝ i have no doubt that you love me. ❞
❝ i understand what you want me to do … and i’m asking you, as a friend, to not try to persuade me anymore. ❞
❝ i’m glad that i could light even a small fire in you. ❞
❝ he thinks too much. men like him are dangerous. ❞
❝ if i were capable of being afraid of anyone, it would be you. ❞
❝ you tugged on my shirt. do you have something to say ? ❞
❝ tell me what happened today that put you in such a bad mood. ❞
❝ will you have dinner with me tonight ? tomorrow ? ❞
❝ if i’m still alive, and you’re still sane, after all of this is over, we’ll have dinner. ❞
❝ good men should stick only to the company of other good men. ❞
❝ we either take him down, or suffer worse than we are now. ❞
❝ men are meant to tremble when the gods send warning signs. ❞
❝ our father’s minds are dead, and we are governed with our mother’s spirits. ❞
❝ i will die by my own dagger to save myself from being enslaved. ❞
❝ if you ever grow weary of life, you always have the option to end it. ❞
❝ i can shake off the tyranny that oppresses me whenever i choose. ❞
❝ every bondman in his own hand bears the power to cancel his captivity. ❞
❝ he couldn’t be a lion if you weren’t such easy prey. ❞
❝ those who want to make a mighty fire must start with weak straws. ❞
❝ i might be speaking to a willing bondman, in which case, i’ll pay for my words. ❞
❝ i am armed. i don’t care about danger. ❞
❝ evil can come from good, just as poisonous snakes tend to come out into the open on bright, sunny days. ❞
❝ think of [name] like a serpent’s egg — once it has hatched, it becomes dangerous, like all serpents do. we have to kill him while he’s still in the shell. ❞
❝ from the time you first decide to do something horrible to the moment you do it, everything feels unreal, like a hideous dream. ❞
❝ are you ashamed to show your face even at night, when evil is most free ? where will you find a cave dark enough to hide your monstrous face by daybreak ? ❞
❝ your strange mood hasn’t let you eat, or talk, or sleep. if it changed your outside as much as it has affected your insides, i wouldn’t even be able to recognize you. ❞
❝ as your partner, shouldn’t i know about what’s troubling you ? or am i only part of you sometimes — to keep you company at dinner, keep your bed warm, and talk to you every now and then ? ❞
❝ tell me your secrets. i won’t betray you. ❞
❝ i’ve given myself a wound here on my thigh to prove my loyalty to you. if i can bear that pain, i can bear your secrets. ❞
❝ i’ll follow you anywhere. i’m satisfied, knowing that you’re leading me. ❞
❝ when beggars die, there are no comets. the heavens only announce the deaths of princes. ❞
❝ cowards die many times before their deaths. the valiant never taste death but once. ❞
❝ it’s strange to me that men fear death, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come. ❞
❝ your wisdom is consumed in confidence. ❞
❝ don’t be so foolish as to think you can sway me from what’s right by using the tactics that persuade fools. ❞
❝ if you kneel and beg and flatter me, i will kick you out of my way like a begging dog. ❞
❝ even you, [name] ? ❞
❝ i could live a thousand years and i wouldn’t be as ready to die as i am right now. ❞
❝ there’s no place i’d rather die than by your side. ❞
❝ it’s true that i loved you. nothing could be truer. ❞
❝ if i had as many eyes as you have wounds, and they wept as fast as your wounds stream blood, even that would be better than joining your enemies in friendship. ❞
❝ the evil that men do lives after them, but the good is often buried with them. ❞
❝ bear with me. my heart is in the coffin there with him. ❞
❝ i haven’t come to steal away your heart. ❞
❝ what has he done to deserve your love ? ❞
❝ i don’t think of you as any more than property. a means to an end. ❞
❝ even some that smile in our faces are plotting against us. ❞
❝ when love begins to sicken and decay, it makes way for dishonesty. ❞
❝ you have done me wrong. ❞
❝ if you were anyone else and said that to me, those words would be your last. ❞
❝ i’d rather be a dog howling at the moon than that kind of man. ❞
❝ do not provoke me. ❞
❝ you’re forgetting yourself if you’re trying to corner me. ❞
❝ if you care about your health, you won’t provoke me any further. ❞
❝ leave. you little man. ❞
❝ don’t take my love for granted. i may do something i’ll be sorry for. ❞
❝ don’t you have enough love for me to bear with me when the bad temper i inherited from my mother makes me forgetful ? ❞
❝ from now on, when you get moody with me, i’ll assume it’s your mother speaking. ❞
❝ you’d have to kill me to stop me. ❞
❝ i didn’t think you could get this angry. ❞
❝ no one bears sorrow better than me. ❞
❝ great men ought to endure great losses. ❞
❝ good words are better than bad strokes, [name]. ❞
❝ you’re not going to be killed by a traitor unless you kill yourself. ❞
❝ i wasn’t born to die on your sword. ❞
❝ this might be the last time we’ll speak to each other. ❞
❝ i find it cowardly and vile to kill yourself early to evade accountability. ❞
❝ if we lose, you’ll be content to be paraded through the streets in chains ? ❞
❝ i will never allow myself to return to [place] in chains. ❞
❝ i’ve become an enemy to my own soldiers. ❞
❝ today is the day i breathed my first breath. time has come around, and i’ll end where i began. ❞
❝ my life has run its compass. ❞
❝ i’m a coward for living long enough to see my best friend taken before my very eyes. ❞
❝ you shall be revenged by the very same sword that killed you. ❞
❝ so i am free. but i didn’t want to be free like this. ❞
❝ i’ll run far from this place, where no one will ever find me. ❞
❝ our sun has set. our day is over. we’re finished. ❞
❝ you are still mighty. ❞
❝ the world will never produce another like you. ❞
❝ i owe you more tears than you’ll ever see me shed. ❞
❝ surrender, or you will die. ❞
❝ i would rather have you as a friend than an enemy. ❞
❝ i’d rather kill myself. ❞
❝ i know that my hour has come. ❞
❝ our enemies have driven us to the edge of the grave. ❞
❝ i ask that you hold my sword handle while i run into it. ❞
❝ that is no job for a friend. ❞
❝ he was the noblest man of them all. ❞
threads have been completed & added to the tracker. starters are up next :)
Parrish smiled softly back at her. He knew that changing his name was legal, but no one had actually encouraged him like that.
"Drama? Good to know. I'm not a fan of drama unless it's on tv, and even then I can be picky."
A pause, then-
"What about the coffee? Is it any good, or should I bring in my own?"
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"There's so much of it around here."
Lexie exhaled a soft sigh, hand rubbing over the side of her face; dragging it down to rest against her neck. She didn't want to be part of the drama but because of her sister, she ended up directly in the middle of it.
"Bring your own. Absolutely bring your own. The coffee here isn't worth anything. There's a little cart outside that does good coffee and pastries but it's only here until 12 in the afternoon."
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Mickey rolled his eyes, though it was filled entirely with fondness, a smile always threatening to break through his expression when he was with Charlie. ❝Don't call me a fuckin' dork.❞ He spat, but there was no real bite in it at all. He put his arms on Charlie's shoulders, keeping him close and ducking his head to nuzzle his forehead against Charlie's. ❝You're a fuckin' dork.❞
Charlie meets' Mickey's eyes with a big grin, returning the light nuzzle. ❝But you are a dork.❞ Mickey is one of the few people that Charlie feels comfortable being even a little bit attitude-like with. ❝You're my dork and I love you.❞ He murmurs quietly, tilting his head slightly to catch his lips in a quick kiss. ❝What're you doing today?❞
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" Blood runs thicker than water, but both feel the same when your eyes are closed. "
" Where did you get that from? It sounds very poetic. "
Oh, well if he wants more, then I'm happy to give it. I can't help a smirk when he spoke, pulling him in and kissing him without any self restraint. I even feel my fangs slide out as I hold him close, my tongue finding its way to his lips. It's a good thing I don't have to concern myself with breathing anymore because I really don't want this moment to end as my hands move to the sides of his face.
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Joshua isn't one to complain about affection, especially when it's been so long since he's gotten even a hug. Fingers curl around his hips to pull him closer, to keep him there. Tongue pokes out itself to run across Sals' teeth. He's pretty sure he could cut his tongue if he wanted to. He wonders what Sal might think about that.
their height difference was so obvious and sometimes it played positively in her favor. being held by him made her feel safe, like a warm hug. despite him feeling cold right now it still felt warm inside. once they backed up onto the bed she couldn't help but giggle a little. "i would to do that though," she referred to the idea of cuddling. rachel looked up at him and smiled, admiring his own expression, before she looked back down. she closed her eyes and allowed herself to relax.
sam's arms never move from around her waist, holding her close to his frame. she's settled comfortably on his body and it feels nice. she doesn't really weigh all that much so it doesn't provide much weight. that doesn't matter, though, because she's comfortable. he moves his head to rest it against atop hers. "you're nice 'n comfy, you know that?"
The words draw his attention away from the chart on the tablet, and he looks up with the faintly guilty expression of someone who knows exactly what he's about to be called out for. A tired smile tugs at one corner of his mouth as he rubs the back of his neck, the motion more habit than conscious thought.
"I do take breaks," he replies, though even he doesn't sound particularly convinced by the argument. His eyes flick briefly toward the clock on the wall before returning to her. "They're just... shorter than most people's." A quiet laugh escapes him, soft enough to acknowledge how flimsy the excuse is. "I keep telling myself I'll sit down after I finish one more chart or check on one more patient, and somehow it's three hours later."
He sets the tablet down on the counter beside him, finally giving her his full attention. "It's not that I don't know you're right." His shoulders lift in a small shrug. "I just have a hard time walking away when I know someone still needs something." Another smile, warmer this time, crosses his face. "But if this is your way of telling me to get coffee before I disappear into another room, I think I can be persuaded."
Lexie is holding a patient chart, tight to her chest because she takes HIPAA very seriously, thank you very much! She'd only walked past the room because it was on her way to the next patient she needed to check on but she'd spotted Carter hunkered over, doing more charts - she imagines.
She offers a little smile and head tilt then shakes her head fondly in understanding. "I know what you mean. It does feel like it never ends. You finish a stack of paperwork and then suddenly there's two more to replace it." A soft sigh escapes but she steps forward, watching him carefully.
"I am certainly trying to persuade you. You should take a break. Come have a coffee with me or something." Lexie smiles. "Or a sandwich. Anything you want, as long as you take at least fifteen minutes of break-time."
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Ren was sure. She figured she could get something from the cafeteria at some point, maybe. Hospital food had a bad reputation, and honestly, it was deserved. Still, she was used to making do with whatever was around or just skipping meals. But when he asked about her dietary needs, she gave in. It was obvious he was going to bring her something no matter what. Maybe he was just as stubborn as she was, or maybe he was simply very kind.
"My neighbor Gloria jokingly calls me a garbage disposal because I can eat anything," she says. After a short pause, her brows knit together as she adds, "At least, I think it's a joke."
"That's good." Safe to say that Atlas was very stubborn. He wasn't going to let her go through an entire shift without eating something proper. Something that had actual nutrition in it. She'd need the energy if she was going to keep on working. He wasn't the kind of person to leave someone who was clearly in need.
"I think it might have been a joke, yes. Do you have any preference for drinks?"
"Dr. Oliver Wolf."
I take his hand, shaking it with a steady grip, firmer on his end than mine because the comment and smile have disarmed me a little.
"All good things? Now I know someone's lying to you."
The corner of my mouth tugs up as I tuck my hand back in my pocket.
"One of your victims ended up at my hospital. He survived, but with some unusual neurological damage. That led my team to suspect poisoning rather than trauma. I've been treating him for the past few weeks, and when your unit made the connection to the case, the NYPD suggested I come down to share what we've found. I thought it might help you narrow things down."
"I've heard more than enough good things about you, don't worry."
Aaron gives a firm squeeze, then releases. Hands then push into his pockets, watching the other carefully; listening intently. Interesting. It's good to know that other people are paying attention to their cases, actively wanting to help. It made their lives a whole lot easier. It meant that they had less trouble searching around.
"Do you want to come and sit in our ready room, talk about it with the team?"
it's pathetic really, sam's apathy, and sebastian has half a mind to let loose on him the way he might with anyone else. but it borders on sad how down and out sam seems to be and sebastian's never really taken pleasure on unleashing on someone with lacks the ability - or will - to dish out what sebastian gives them. he likes banter, craves the push back. "i'll pass on that one. but you really should consider a backbone. it's a damn shame to look like you and be so…blah."
some might consider him apathetic but he thinks it's common sense. allow people to bully you so that they don't bully people who are worse off; people who are already so low and so down on themselves that just one cruel word could send them over the edge. he's got a thicker skin than that, actually. as much as people might not believe it, he's a lot stronger than he looks (emotionally). "i have a backbone. i just don't want you bullyin' other kids who can't take it as well as i can."
"and? you never been to detention before blondie?" puck laughed, giving sam a pat on the back, there was bigger problems in the world than a couple of dudes skipping one class, but puck had to respect the hustle of some of the teachers, if he was a sexless loser he might care about who's not in class too. "whatever you say evans, you're in charge." he shrugged, slamming his locker door shut and slinging his backpack over his shoulder, "come on, my truck is out back."
"no?" was it really not that obvious? he's never gotten himself into trouble enough that he's ever been sent to detention and he's grateful for that. he's not entirely sure how his parents would respond to something like that. the first time, maybe they wouldn't be so angry but he's certain if he made a habit of it - his parents would be furious. lips press together but he nods regardless, following after puck. "surely you should be in charge, 'cause you're the one that knows all the good places."
"you need to have more confidence. for starters." blaine instructed quickly, always surprised by sam's insecurities. for one, sam was the hottest person he'd ever met in real life, so it didn't make any sense for him to feel like less than. and sam was also the nicest person he'd ever met. he had basically everything going for him. besides this outfit. "i think you'd look great in a more tailored pair of jeans and a plain white tee, sam." he smiled, reaching a hand out to sam's shoulder, "why don't i come over tonight and help you pick out some outfits from what you've already got at home?"
sam's never been the biggest about having confidence. not about himself, anyway. about his singing? he knew that he was a good singer. there was no doubting or questioning that but confidence regarding himself? it's never going to happen. arms flailed slightly and he huffed quietly, chewing his lower lip. ❝ i, uh- ❞ there's a momentary pause, only while he thinks about it. ❝ everyone's gonna be home tonight, it's gonna be kind of a mad house. ❞
"well, for one, you're around my age, while in my world, you're about fifteen years older, give or take a few years," dick says with a slight grin. (there's also the fact that barry's not exactly freaking out about seeing batman smiling, so he wonders if bruce might be doing a lone wolf thing in gotham or if this world's dick grayson hasn't gotten a chance to push bruce into making other friends yet). a question suddenly comes to mind, and he debates for a few moments about asking it before he eventually decides... well, why not? "hey, does iris have a nephew named 'wally'?"
❝ oh, really? wow. that's... kind of fascinating. ❞ barry was always interested to hear about his other selves, the other barry allens' that were out there in the multiverse. arms hung loosely around his waist, watching dick carefully. ❝ nephew? ❞ brows rose in question, mouth agape. ❝ no, no nephew. she has a brother called wally, though. ❞
