Stay alive, that would be enough

Ash Collinson Resident (Dark)Hunter Lupine Shapeshifter ѕмαℓℓ вυт м ι g н т у The one they left behind has just begun

[crashtestgummybear]

It should be illegal to be this HOT and then fuckin suck on lollipops and cherries or make that kind of face in front of a camera 😡🥵🥵🤯😭

[wclfwiife]

At Danny's bar about to pay for the next round of appetizers after she loses, more like.

Love, Simba.

Loser says what???

You spelled "wins" wrong and it is you who will be buying the next round, Simba.

@misfitprideland

[sp00kyisland]

[shamelessangelgladiator]

Nina Dobrev

[ninadobrevarchivee]

[blogfirelives]

Daryl Dixon and Rick Grimes.

At the same time.

That's all, thank you and goodnight.

[horrorkaleidoscope1]

[rpmemes4days]

✧hurt sentence starters✧

“ Are you okay!? “ “ Hold on!  Help is coming! “ “ How bad is the pain? “ “ I think your leg is broken. “ “ Your shoulder is dislocated. “ “ I’ll carry you. “ “ I can walk! “ “ Please!  It hurts!  I can’t! “ “ I think my leg’s broken! “ “ It just fell!  I don’t know what happened! “ “ Don’t leave me!  Please! “ “ It hurts!  Please, it hurts! “ “ Please help me.  I can’t! “ “ I need to go get supplies. “ “ You stay here.  And try not to move! “ “ I don’t know how to get you out! “ “ Where does it hurt? “ “ Everywhere!  It hurts everywhere! “ “ Gosh!  The pain!  Help me now! “ “ My shoulder!  My shoulder! “ “ Help!  Please! “ “ We need to brace you against something. “ “ Grit your teeth.  This is gonna hurt. “ “ Give me something for the pain! “ “ We need to get you something for the pain. “ “ Hang on!  Hold on, stay with me okay?  You’re gonna be fine! “

[crownmemes]

Questioning Sentences, Vol. 13

(Questioning sentences from various sources to ask all kinds of muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"Are you awake?"

"Can't you ever say anything nice?"

"You do know that living patients aren't my thing, right?"

"It was you this whole time?"

"How come I haven't heard about this on TV?"

"Do you approve of murder?"

"Why have you got a gun?"

"Are you hungover?"

"Did you really kill all those men?"

"You're not going to go away no matter what I do, are you?"

"You really don't know, do you?"

"Did you text me to pull me out of my anniversary dinner with my husband?"

"Why are you so nice to me?"

"What happened to our family tradition?"

"Are you looking at my legs?"

"Have you ever been crazy about someone that is determined to push you away?"

"Did it just get cold?"

"We used to smoke together, way back when. You remember?"

"Your promises don't mean very much."

"Do you have any enemies?"

"You wouldn't want to join me, would you?"

"I did good, didn't I?"

"How can you possibly know that?"

"Are you pathologically incapable of telling the truth?"

"Are you going to let me in on whatever the hell is going on here?"

"I thought you didn't have a sense of humour?"

"You've stitched yourself up before, I take it?"

"Are you being facetious?"

"Is it me, or is this just... Wrong?"

"Are you going to take a photograph of me?"

"Why do you always have to touch everything?"

"Do you have any idea how to diffuse a bomb?"

"You have a secret admirer?"

"You really think that I'm beautiful?"

"Are you sure you're not going to catch another cold?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Why are you drinking so much tonight anyway?"

"Are you really suggesting what I think you are?"

"What could you possibly be looking for by probing up there?"

"This is just a game for you, isn't it?"

"What's wrong with miracles?"

"Who said anything about love?"

"What is it with men and boobs anyway?"

[ninadobrevauniverse]

[archivist-goldfish]

[ninadobrevauniverse]

[loveandvampire]

[rpmemes-galore]

Stargate: Atlantis — Critical Mass  {Sentence Starters}

“Stop. Talking. Please.“

“What kind of damage?“

“Won’t be a fair fight, then.“

“Do not even speak to me.“

“That doesn’t sound pleasant.“

“Well, it’s drastic but effective.“

“Of course, love, say no more.“

“He fainted before I could touch him.“

“If you leave me, I will truly be alone.“

“You’re driven by emotion, not reason.“

“Cutting it a little close, don’t you think?“

“Just passing through the neighborhood?“

“It’s too late. The damage is already done.”

“You have nothing to be nervous about here.“

“Do you always have to keep bringing that up?“

“I hate this… having to suspect one of our own.“

“Didn’t you guys see that movie? My kids love it.“

“I thought you said you didn’t have any friends here.“

“She just has a way of getting under my skin. Literally.“

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to draw a wee bit of your blood.“

“Hopefully, some day, I will be able to cook as well as you.“

“I made a promise… and I intend to keep it, no matter the cost.”

“Fear and shame now in the past… Pain and sorrow gone at last.”

“Yes. And the sooner I figure out who that is, the better for all of us.“

“He breaks things. He throws things. He smears things onto furniture.“

“I’m pretty sure mine’s the first name on what is probably a very short list.“

“Unfortunately, sometimes you have to do unpleasant things to save lives.“

“Given the circumstances, can you not see how such behavior might arouse suspicion?“

“’Lord of the Rings!’ You know, when they light all those signal fires on the mountain tops?”

“My personal feelings towards you, no matter what they may be, have nothing to do with this.“

“The last thing they need right now is another enemy to contend with… especially one so formidable.“

[wclfwiife]

[ CLEANS ] - Her twin slash protector.

@pridexlands

answered here

[wclfwiife]

Disapproves, Assesses, Scans, and Comforts in that order. Absolutely not enjoying the situation at hand but being a supportive and caring husband despite that.

@staysaliive

answered here

[wclfwiife]

@pridexlands said: [ CLEANS ] - Her twin slash protector.

[CLEANS] The sender takes a cotton swab and gently cleans the dirt and blood from the receiver's wounds.

She never had been one to back down from a fight. Sometimes, her lack of fear and affinity for fight over flight was what got her into trouble. This was definitely one of those times. All the wolf wanted was to get a few shots after work, which took every shred of patience she had left for the night as it was. Pretty sure she had a dislocated shoulder, the small woman entered the bar with a look on her face that dared even the stupidest of fools to test her tonight. Unfortunately, some men, like the one who had approached her despite the warning she was wearing just in expression and body language alone, just didn't take the hint. Needless to say, he propositioned, she declined by telling him to kindly, buzz off, pal. He persisted, as they do, and she continued to decline, getting more and more irritated and the man got more and more pushy. Ultimately, the exchange led to him grabbing her harshly, saying something along the lines of enjoying his company tonight whether she likes it or not. Obviously, this didn't go over well and as he dragged her by the bad arm off her barstool and out the side door exit, it left her good arm free for a solid right hook to his ribs which made him let her go but also made him angry. He looked like a bull ready to charge, if she didn't know better she'd swear she saw steam emit from his nostrils. He was a big guy but that didn't frighten her. It just meant he'd fall harder when she kicked his ass and she'd relish in watching him hit the pavement. He very clearly didn't have qualms about hitting women as he struck her with a few solid blows to the chest, head, and stomach. She wouldn't have been surprised if had practice and an ex wife somewhere, in hiding or in a cemetery with how caring and gentle he seemed. She held her own, though, eventually getting the upper hand as she used to side of the bar to launch off of, pushing herself up high enough to wrap her arms around his neck firmly enough to knock his ass out but not tight enough to kill him. It wasn't until a familiar voice sounded behind her and she turned to see Danny standing in the doorway as the big brute dropped to the ground, with the satisfying thump she'd been anticipating.

"What the fuck is goin' on out here?" "Oh y'know," she wiped at her bleeding nose and spat out the blood pooling around her gums. "Bar fight between Fester Molester and the wrong girl to try to kidnap." "Get the fuck in here, Moon-Moon." He grabbed his terror twin by the hand, pulling her back into the bar and straight upstairs to his apartment.

He sat her down and moved hastily to grab the first aid kit he kept in the bathroom, a gift from Piper that he rolled his eyes at when he received it, until it started coming in handy. Moms really do know everything sometimes. He emerged with the kit, rummaging through it to make sure he had everything she'd need, along with rubbing alcohol and cotton swabs. The lion also grabbed a bottle of whiskey off the counter on the way back and handed it to her. Shaking his head as he sat in front of her, he wasn't even disappointed, more just impressed that she managed to win that fight. "You should've called me when he started manhandling you. I'd have kicked his ass out before--" "You weren't around. I wasn't just gonna scream in the middle of a bar. That's weird." She twisted the cap off the bottle and took a big swig. The heat felt good in contrast to the cold bottle against her skin where she rested it. "I handled it." Danny poured some of the alcohol in a disposable cup and proceeded to dip a cotton swab into it before beginning to clean the fresh wounds on the woman's face. She winced as it touched the open cuts but it didn't matter. Nothing she wasn't used to by now. "Moon-moon," he said with an odd combination of sternness and softness only he could manage as he pushed a strand of blood coated hair away from her exhausted eyes. "You look like shit." He tried to lighten the mood around them, sensing the existentialism coming from his terror twin. He could see it on her face the type of night she was having, fight not included. "Yeah," she nodded, agreeing with him as she took a shallow breath. "Feel like it too." He continued cleaning her up, making sure none of her cuts and scrapes were deep enough to need stitches and luckily, they hadn't. Her shoulder however, was in rough shape and realistically, she very likely had a concussion and potentially, a cracked rib or two. Danny hated seeing her like this, especially when he knew he could've prevented most of it. But he hadn't even seen her come into the bar and was doing inventory when the douchebag dragged her out. He'd be having a nice long chat with his bartender about that as well, making a mental note to inquire just how the hell he let a woman, let alone one of his best mates, be pulled and almost kidnapped right in front of him. Although the wolf would swear up and down it wasn't the bartender's fault, he wasn't even looking at them when it happened. Regardless, he picked up his terror twin and carried her into the bathroom to continue cleaning the rest of her up and helping her change into comfier, looser clothing. He texted his staff that remained downstairs and told them to start closing up without him and he'd be down shortly to help. "I have to finish up downstairs, but then it's you, me, whiskey, and movies for the rest of the night." And lots of water, but he wasn't going to say that out loud to her. Danny picked her up again, this time bringing her to his room and setting her carefully on the bed. He covered her up and turned on the tv and his xbox. Handing her the controller, he placed a kiss on the top of her head. "You play some games for now. No sleep for the concussed, a'right? Stay awake and wait for me, I'll be back soon." She nodded, fiddling with the plastic controller as he walked back towards the door. "Hey Simba," the wolf's voice was quiet, but she knew he could hear her anyway. He turned to look at her, about to ask if she needed anything when she spoke again. "Thanks.." He smiled, winked at her, and replied, "I've got you, Moon-moon. It's what we do."