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Sense8 Season One Sentence Starters Feel free to change pronouns/descriptions/etc. appropriately!
“So this is how you’ve been hiding from me?”
“We are born into this world the same way we will leave it: alone.”
“I’m not sure what’ll give me more pleasure: the money, or seeing his face.”
“The stuff he’s talking about? It is exactly what you need.”
“Say one more word and I’ll colonize your face with my fist.”
“I can’t tell you how bad I feel even being here, because I know I shouldn’t even be asking you this, but I have no one else to turn to.”
“You’re scared. You needn’t be.”
“I don’t owe you for what you did, but you should know: I won’t ever forget it.”
“You have no idea what’s going on, right? So you just kind of have to let go and go with it.”
“You just look them right in the eye, and you lie.”
“This is like some crazy witch burning shit.”
“You cannot kill a man like that. If you want to do it right, you aim here, for the jugular.”
“You came back. I knew you would.”
“If I wasn’t such a bad person, I would let you get on with your life.”
“It’s not something you make happen; it’s something you let happen.”
“I just spent the last two hours getting my ass reamed by the feds.”
“There are few things that are unpleasant to me than to hear you whine.”
“Impossibility is a kiss away from reality.”
“I’m not calling you or anyone else.”
“Sometimes, violence is necessary. Violence changes things.”
“You are safer there than where you were.”
“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t think I’d ever have to revisit this part of my life. I’m sorry.”
“If you guys are starting some crime fighting super team Charlie’s Angels shit, you count me in.”
“Legality is a bit of a moving target.”
“I know I’m the bad guy.”
“Fuck her in good health.”
“I would never go straight.”
“I’m sensing a bit of a negative vibe here.”
“If you didn’t hear voices at least once, you were doing something wrong.”
“Just promise me no matter what you have to do, you will not let that happen to me.”
“Gods don’t give a shit about us. I speak from experience.”
“Only thing I want to ruin is that smart mouth.”
“Love ain’t nothing but a black hole.”
“If life has taught me anything, it’s that I can take a punch.”
“Not fair? This is the real fucking world. Nothing’s fucking fair.”
“The idea of praying to a god to somehow influence my own fate is both primitive and terribly sad.”
“I don’t know what you should do. All I know is what I have to do.”
“I was living in two separate worlds. And then somehow they crashed into one another. Now everything is dead.”
“I was afraid that if I came here I would want to die – or worse, that I wouldn’t want to.”
“I want to believe that the past is done with us the moment we are done with it.”
“What makes us ‘us’ is far less important than what makes them ‘them’.”
“Lying is easy. It’s what I do.“
“I know what you did. You will pay. I swear it!”
“I’m an all access kind of girl.”
“This is a bad place. You should not be here.”
“Some things in our lives are inevitable.”
“Crying won’t help him.”
“I don’t know how to use my fists, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fight.”
“What kind of man betrays his own fucking family?”
“When I give instructions, I expect them to be followed.”
“You didn’t expect this, did you? Have you made a mistake?”
“Are you real?”
“You did it. You saved us.”
onceporcelain:
She feels SICK. What would he make her do, following the ‘confession’? Only they were HIS words, echoed between her lips because she knew that it would only ANGER him further if she refused to speak them. She cannot pretend, not really, that what she wants is to see Theon devoured by the hounds. It doesn’t matter what he has done, what he has claimed to do. He is not a man anymore, but Sansa will REBUILD him away from her dear husband. She will restore him to his former self, whatever she has to do.
The feel of LIPS against her cheek snap the thoughts from her mind, bring her back to the man at her side. He’s too close. He’s ALWAYS too close. It makes her feel sick, yet she remains still, feels the cold of his touch and exhales slowly. It is what she is used to: a STARK, through and through. The smile makes itself known and a cringe threatens to drag through her. Sansa represses it. She has learnt to accept what he puts in front of her, proven time and time again. It is the only way she will SURVIVE.
His words bring that idea to a crashing halt. Eyes widen and fear escalates to a point she had not known to be possible. Something grips around her heart and she aches. She looks into the darkness again, then back at him, damn near frantic as lips part to answer. No words leave her immediately. Ramsay finally intends to kill her. The thought blooms and Sansa is unable to RID of it. "I— I do not know how helpful I would be,“ Play the stupid girl. Play the fool.
He feeds off the simple idea of how they must look, hand in hand as Ramsay forces their arms to sway gently. The Bolton bastard is fond of her, she’s delightful to the eye, a man would be blind if he insists otherwise, but if taking that into consideration then ANY man would be fond of her. No, Ramsay adores ––– not her ––– knowing she is trapped beneath his boot, forced into false smiles and terror when he has a fancy for it, and one must adore one’s toys, there is little point in a boy keeping his wooden horses if they bore him so.
A gloved hand pushes against the gate to waken the cold hinges, they groan under the weight and layers of ice formed since he last met with his hounds. They bark and GROWL, eyes stare through the dark and fix upon Sansa at their father’s side, halting only when he demands they cease with a simple command; “ QUIET. “
Ramsay turns, his hand still clutching her fingers, and admires her a moment. He smiles, the encouraging sort one might note between parent and child, and retracts his hand from the gate to rest it gently upon her pink cheek. The snow that had clung to his gloved thumb melts when immediately meeting her flesh. “ Still a blushing bride. “ There his hand lingers, teeth like daggers exposed in a VICIOUS grin. All false tenderness that had fleetingly resided upon wild features now a distant memory.
“ We shall go into the kitchens, and I want you to select a fine slab of meat for my hounds, and deliver it to them. “ the nod of encouragement would do little, but Ramsay enjoys his game. “ Can you do that for me? “
anyone 6'0 or taller: stands near me
me: [softly] for fuck's sake
“I adore you.”
“You are adorable.”
“I’ll protect you with my life.”
“I wish you would notice me and maybe develop feelings for me.”
“A storm is coming.”
“You are cute but we’re not going to be a thing.”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Give me a sign!”
“I want to be your friend.”
“I need you.”
“I hate you!”
“Get over it.”
“That was rude.”
“I’m trying to flirt with you, okay?”
“You are my enemy.”
“I like when you smile.”
onceporcelain:
A LAUGH escapes him, despite the clear ANNOYANCE on his features, and Sansa cannot stop the way her insides tighten in anticipation of what is to come. She’s upset him, that much is clear. She didn’t give him the ANSWER he had wanted – nor would she. She would not amplify the idea of allowing her husband’s dogs to RAVISH Theon alive. She would not stand there and watch as he set the man into the clutches of BEASTS for his own amusement… only she knew that she would, if it were FORCED of her. She had no choice.
Lips part in a silent gasp as his hand presses in harder, guides her forward as though he wouldn’t DRAG her into position if it werer equired. Feet are slow alongside Ramsay’s and she wants nothing more than to turn and WALK AWAY. That’s not an option now. Lips remain parted and she can only stare into the DARKNESS, listen to the sound of snarls and barks as they crack through the air. The first almost makes her JUMP, nostrils flaring and fear amplifying.
A part of her wanted him to FORCE her inside, to close and lock the gates behind her and leave her to be eaten. It would be kinder than what awaited her once the sun went down. His words echo in her ears, blend in through her thoughts, but it’s not him that she stares at now, gaze locked on what lies within as though it will spring out if she dares to take her gaze AWAY. “Reek,” she answers after a long moment and the words hurt. “I would pick Reek.”
“ GOOD. “
He’s content with her choice, and OH how the vision of Sansa Stark devouring the once Greyjoy’s flesh thrills him. A husband must treat his wife, and so he contemplates how he might make such a thing a reality; REEK is his, a toy he might play with when the bastard boy grows bored, perhaps he wouldn’t halt at a mere castration. Though it is a pity he had already performed such a thing without her presence, he would have so adored to witness his beloved’s response to the rightful treatment of the man who once claimed to be the hand who struck her younger siblings down. One can only imagine the terror, or the sheer ELATION he prayed would consume her.
Ramsay must cast his weight upon his toes to reach her, cracked lips like ICE kiss her cheek, and linger so she might feel the curve of his smile against her flesh. She’s used to the cold, a true Stark born in the North who welcomed snow like a friend. Ramsay, once a snow, welcomes the chill. Tis a pity his hounds are not so content, paws are reluctant to tread into the depths of snow for a hunt, but they would obey their master.
The arm looped around her body is drawn away, his hand reaching to wrap his fingers around her hand, forcing it into a gentle hold; a small embrace that might be seen between lovers. “ Would you like to feed them ? They MISS you, and my dogs must get to know their mother. “
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@stripsflesh cont. from HERE
Panic arises at the sudden realization that this was far from being but her own temporary home, form tensing as back meets with the headboard of the bed. The forest, that mortal women…HIM. It’s simple to remember, more so the eruption of flames she had caused but on incident. Abilities were barely controlled yet, proper training lacking since her departure from her home.
So she was within his own home, a thought that had her even more concerned than ever before.
“ Right - apologies…w - why am I here ? I would have thought…”
That he have but killed her by now ( or least, attempted to )
He picks at the dirt beneath his nails, drawing the soil out with the slight point of his thumb nail. Ramsay bites only his thumbs, chipping the nails away until sharp points are birthed. They’re decoration mostly, only on the battlefield would the DAGGERS see action. Bloodied hands would throttle a man, nails thrust into the bare flesh of his jugular until the skin is broken, and thumbs are met with a flood of crimson. He would wear the stains with PRIDE until daily use removes the dried flakes naturally.
His gaze would lazily drift to meet her own as a tired voice cuts through the dark like a blunt knife, and lips purse with a bored sigh that flees into the stale air through flared nostrils. “ Thought..? Thought WHAT ? “ he shifts his weight from one foot to another, and leans his body against the door frame, “ That I’d have taken it upon myself to harm you ? You are my GUEST, I pride myself on being a good host. “
I miss you already, Ramsay Snow Bolton
“If you think this has a happy ending, you haven’t been paying attention.”
I won’t let ever let him touch you again. I’ll protect you, I promise.
Muse - Hysteria - Absolution
❝ Great wrongs have been done to you, but the past is dust. The future may yet be won. ❞
game of thrones . @coldhonovr
“ When a man has been WRONGED... “ he begins, fork stabbing into the just cooked meat that lay in wait of being devoured upon his plate, “ He might hate who he’s become, brooding and miserable as he rots away and weeps over what he might have been. “ The slab is picked up, meat juices drip with the consistency of blood to stain both his hand and the wood on which his plate sits. “ Do I brood ? Do I sulk about my home like a miserable FUCK ? “
scandal sentence starters aka lots of angst, sex, and murder.
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❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞
Arctic Monkeys- Red Right Hand
"The man who fears losing has already lost. "
game of thrones . @beserkearl
He LIKES that thinking, it suits his nature and wicked beliefs. His head bows in acknowledgment, but she would note his satisfaction in his thin curve that unsettles calm lips. He looks fit to burst into a beastly laugh, though the words that are to follow possess a tone of absolute peace, his expression retains its manic state.
“ Men FEAR the Boltons... they spy our banner emerging on the horizon and flee like vermin. Our name promises VICTORY, our men, our traditions, ensure it. “
game of thrones sentence meme
❝ Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. ❞ ❝ The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. ❞ ❝ If I look back, I am lost. ❞ ❝ Every flight begins with a fall. ❞ ❝ A bruise is a lesson, and each lesson makes us better. ❞ ❝ The man who fears losing has already lost. ❞ ❝ You wear your honor like a suit of armor. You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move. ❞ ❝ A true man does what he will, not what he must. ❞ ❝ A lion doesn’t concern itself with the opinion of sheep. ❞ ❝ People often claim to hunger for truth, but seldom like the taste when it’s served up. ❞ ❝ A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you’ll know the debt is paid. ❞ ❝ I will hurt you for this. I don’t know how yet, but give me time. ❞ ❝ The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome. ❞ ❝ That one — he’s copper, bright and shiny. Pretty to look at, but not worth all that much at the end of the day. ❞ ❝ If you can’t protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. ❞ ❝Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don’t ever believe any different. ❞ ❝ Was there ever a war where only one side bled ? ❞ ❝ Great wrongs have been done to you, but the past is dust. The future may yet be won. ❞ ❝ They fought valiantly, they fought nobly, they fought honourably — and they died. ❞ ❝ The greatest fools are often more clever than the men who laugh at them. ❞ ❝ There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs. ❞ ❝ Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king. ❞ ❝ We’re all just songs in the end, if we are lucky. ❞ ❝ We all dream of things we cannot have. ❞ ❝ History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will happen again. ❞ ❝ Kind ? How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked. ❞ ❝ War makes monsters of us all. ❞ ❝ Anger is better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt. ❞ ❝ A sweet face often hides a sinner’s heart. ❞ ❝ I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell. ❞ ❝ A man may befriend a beast, even break a beast — but no man could truly tame a beast. ❞ ❝ The only time a man can be brave is when he is afraid. ❞ ❝ The past remains the past. We can learn from it, but we cannot change it. ❞ ❝ A leader can love the men that they command, but can never be a friend to them. One day he/she may need to sit in judgment on them, or send them forth to die. ❞