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palms-upturned · 1 year
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#meg talks#SORRY rant incoming bc holidays. are the worst#but im just so sad and tired#i get why my dad wants his new marriage to work out and it’s not like i ever wanted them to fail#but his wife is. kdgsejfjjd she sucks!! she’s the reason he had to go back on his promise to house our little bro!#and yet he asks US to try and help him fix things w her even tho until recently we didn’t even know she apparently had such a problem w us??#we were perfectly nice and polite to her and didn’t do anything to bother her#barely even talked to her at all!! left the lovebirds alone to whatever they wanted to do!#and yet she has apparently been losing her shit at him every time he does anything to help us?!#like sorry u married a man w children and then didn’t expect him to actually be a parent to them but get fucking real?#that’s supposed to be YOUR CHILD now. and ur trying to kick him out after he spent almost a whole year in hell#and tried to stick it out for so long specifically bc he didn’t wanna inconvenience anyone#fuck you!! go to hell lady!! why are WE having to appease YOU?#just bc ur parents sucked u think u can tell our dad to just leave us to starve?#u think u can boss around my little brother who is the strongest and most hard working of all of us?#lol. lmao even.#get fucked.#if u think i won’t figure out a way for us to make it through life without you then you’re funny.#i’ll be a better mother than anybody ever was to us#coughs anyway. sorry. feeling raw today
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leiasources · 11 months
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an  assortment  of  disney  sentence  starters.    a  compilation  of  sentence  starters  from  and  inspired  by  lilo  and  stitch,  lady  and  the  tramp,  lady  and  the  tramp  ii:  scamp’s  adventure,  the  little  mermaid  and  the  little  mermaid  ii:  return  to  the  sea.  feel  free  to  adjust  as  necessary  but  do  not  add  to  the  list.  thank  you!
‘ i don't see how a world that makes such wonderful things could be bad. ’
‘ if anybody ever needed a muzzle, it's him ... ’
‘ have you lost your senses completely? ’
‘ i'd give anything to have what you have. ’
‘ i didn't mean it, {name}, i don't know what i was thinking! ’
‘ beyond those distant hills, who knows what wonderful experiences there are, and it's all ours for the taking. ’
‘ if you promise not to fight anymore, i promise not to yell at you ... except on special occasions. ’
‘ you ... saved my life. nobody else here would have dared to do that. ’
‘ you don't know what it was like. ’
‘ i see you haven't changed a bit. ’
‘ hey! watch where you're going, stupid head! ’
‘ you don't belong on the street. you won't last five minutes out here. ’
‘ wonder what they do around here for excitement. ’
‘ do we have a lobster door? no! we have a dog door! we're getting a dog. ’
‘ we're just going to forget this whole thing ever happened. ’
‘ how could there be anything wrong with something so wonderful? ’
‘ i'm not going home! you can't make me. ’
‘ did you lose your job because of me? ’
‘ if you want to leave, you can. i'll remember you though. i remember everyone that leaves. ’
‘ i just ... i just don't feel like i belong here. have you ever felt that way? ’
‘ i'm giving you a choice, you can come with me or you can return home. ’
‘ if your father knew about this place- ’
‘ if you ask me, she's a little strange ... ’
‘ everybody thinks i'm ... weird ... ’
‘ this is great. this is living! i never get to do this at home. ’
‘ why don't you go tell my father? you're good at that. ’
‘ stop criticizing me! that's all my mother ever did, criticize me! ’
‘ you're hiding something from me ... ’
‘ remember this: a human heart has only so much room for love and affection. ’
‘ i'm going to bust us out of here, if it's the last thing i do. ’
‘ i know you're trying, {name}, but you need to think about what's best for them ... even if it removes you from the picture. ’
‘ i've given you what you've always wanted ... they're the one who's been lying to you all these years. ’
‘ it wasn't built to keep something out ... it was built to keep me in. ’
‘ you've got no one to blame but yourself. ’
‘ well ... that's what comes of tying yourself down to one person. ’
‘ we could run off together. we don't need them. ’
‘ you're just like ... like your mother. ’
‘ it's about time you settle down. ’
‘ i thought we could sit out here and talk. ’
‘ i'm sorry i bit you ... and pulled your hair ... and punched you in the face. ’
‘ sometimes you try your hardest but things don't work out the way you want them to. ’
‘ i hope that you appreciate what i go through for you. ’
‘ take my advice and settle down with this one, huh? ’
‘ i should have been home hours ago ... ’
‘ i'm late because i had to go to the store and get peanut butter because all we have is stinkin' tuna- ’
‘ no, you don't belong there, you're better than that and that's what i like about you. ’
‘ you know, i really believed they had a chance ... then you came along. ’
‘ isn't it obvious? {name}'s in love. ’
‘ why didn't you wait at the school? you were supposed to wait there! ’
‘ that's the first time i've seen you smile in weeks. ’
‘ i know that's why you wreck things and why you're mean to me sometimes ... ’
‘ i was just like you when i was your age. ’
‘ i don't need you to shelter and protect me! ’
‘ you're not like the rest of us. you're good and kind. the streets will beat that out of you if you stay. ’
‘ you really want a family, don't you? ’
‘ i've got a very comfortable home, where i know you'll be loved and appreciated ... ’
‘ why do you act so weird? ’
‘ open up your eyes to what life can really be ... ’
‘ are you going to play dolls? ’
‘ this is great. i mean, i really love this ... adventure, excitement, danger lurking around every corner ... ’
‘ you don't have to be scared of me. i won't hurt you. ’
‘ we can't go in! the sign says- ’
‘ i need you to stay here for a few minutes. i'm going to be right back. ’
‘ i'm {number} years old! i'm not a child! ’
‘ hey, i brought you some pizza in case you were hungry. ’
‘ i'm not your girl. i don't belong to anyone ... ’
‘ i wish i could tell {name} how i feel ... but they'd never understand. ’
‘ you seem very familiar ... have we met? ’
‘ people treat me different. ’
‘ i know you've been keeping something from me. ’
‘ sometimes ... things have to change and maybe sometimes they're for the better. ’
‘ you didn't think they would miss you!? ’
‘ this is you and this is your badness level. it's unusually high for someone your size. ’
‘ all i ever hear is rules, rules, rules ... don't do this and don't do that ... ’
‘ everyone has trouble fitting in at your age. i know i did. i was a regular fish out of water. ’
‘ there's a great, big hunk of world out there with no fence around it, where two people can find adventure and excitement ... ’
‘ why did you keep the truth from me? ’
‘ i bet they've got a lid on every trash can ... oh, and a fence around every tree. ’
‘ we're a broken family, aren't we? ’
‘ if it wasn't for you, i would have wound up somewhere else... ’
‘ i'm the only one who understands them. you take that way, they won't stand a chance. ’
‘ our family is little now and we don't have much but if you want you could be a part of it. ’
‘ i'm going to stuff you in the blender, push puree then bake you into a pie and feed it to- ’
‘ when you're footloose and unattached ... well, that's nothing but the best. ’
‘ what are you doing out here? don't you have a nice family back home? ’
‘ don't you have a family? ’
‘ oh man, must have been horrible having someone care about you that much ... ’
‘ you have a home and a family that loves you. you're not like the rest of us, {name}. ’
‘ i'm just so afraid i'm going to make a total fool of myself. ’
‘ you're hiding something from me ... ’
‘ i didn't think they would miss me that much ... ’
‘ have you ever seen anything so wonderful in your entire life? ’
‘ i got to get to work. stick around town and stay out of the roads, okay? ’
‘ they aren't much of a family ... but what choice do i have? ’
‘ it's clear to me that you need them a lot more than they need you. ’
‘ i might not be a doctor but i know that there's no better cure for a sour face than a couple of boards and some choice waves. what do you think?  ’
‘ you're such a pain. ’
‘ come to join the party? ’
‘ the world out there is full of traps. here? here you have a family that loves you. ’
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chvrrycola · 1 year
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DOMESTIC BLISS W MINGYU
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warnings: brief mention of breakfast ?
currently listening to: replay (PM 01:27) by nct 127
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you sighed as you remembered the frustrating phone conversation with your mother last night. another call, another set of not-so-subtle comments asking if the day would ever come when you’d be the one calling her up with the highly anticipated news that your long-term boyfriend had finally proposed.
it wasn’t that you resented her for asking, or at least, you hadn’t the first time. and really you knew that you were lucky that your parents liked mingyu so much, and that they were so eager to have him as a part of the family.
you couldn’t blame them for wanting him as their son-in-law either. he was a perfect boyfriend, and you had no reason to believe he would be any less perfect as a husband. he always offered to cook for you, washed the dishes even when he did and was always amazing with your nieces and nephews. 
truth be told, he was already a fixture in your family. there wasn’t a doubt in anybody’s mind that he’d be sticking around for a long time, and, to them, that was just fuel to the question of why he wasn’t asking you to marry him at the first opportunity.
but, to you, the bliss that filled your home was all the more reason not to change anything. you didn’t feel the need to wear a ring to solidify your bond or ease your nerves about his fidelity. you didn’t have any nerves, and your bond was as tight as any of your friends and their partners’, even the ones who had been married for years. 
the pressure to take a step that felt unnecessary weighed you down everytime you spoke to your parents and, even though he had been out while you were on the phone, once he came downstairs and saw you staring aimlessly at the kitchen cabinets mingyu figured out what your evening had contained.
‘good morning sweetheart,’ he whispered, voice still thick with sleep as he kissed the top of your head.
you couldn’t muster more than an ‘mmh’ for your response, still largely immersed in replaying the conversation from the night before.
‘tea or coffee?’ he asked, continuing with his morning as he waited for you to come back to the moment in your own time.
‘tea, please,’ you replied, lips barely moving as your gaze stayed fixed on the cupboard. he came into your line of sight to grab a mug for each of you, bending down so you’d be focused on his face as he waved like a child.
you blinked a few times and apologised, stretching to try and alert your body to where you actually were.
‘how was your evening?’ your question was directed at his back as he leant over the counter making your drinks, but you were curious to hear about it as you’d been fast asleep when he returned. 
‘better than yours by the look of things,’ he responded, turning with your tea in hand before sitting down opposite you, ‘more of the same?’
you just nodded, feeling no obligation to bore mingyu with the ins and outs of your bickering yet again. he only raised his eyebrows, silently encouraging you to actually say whatever it was you were thinking about.
when you didn’t offer more detail, however, he stood up and walked over to where you were sitting and, still standing behind you, wrapped his arms around your shoulders.
‘you know i’d ask you to marry me right here, right now if that’s what you wanted, right?’
you only nodded again, his words hitting a chord and causing tears to brim in your eyes. 
‘hey, that’s not the reaction i was hoping for,’ he said softly, pulling your chair out and crouching down in front of you, his hand coming up to stop the tears that had started rolling down your cheek.
‘i’ll do whatever you wanna do, i’ll just follow your lead, yeah? if all this is getting too much then i’ll take you to the registry office this afternoon and we can be married just like that, if that would make you happy. or, because i’m certain that won’t make you happy, we can go back to bed and enjoy it just being us two and not worry about whatever your mum said to you last night?’
at your apparent preference of the latter option, mingyu took your hands and pulled you to your feet, before turning and encouraging you to hop on his back so he could carry you back up to bed. 
you allowed yourself to nestle your face into his shoulder as he carried you, noticing the light marks the tracks of your tears had left on his shirt.
once you were back in your room, mingyu carefully dropped you on your bed before flopping down next to you and laying his head on your chest. 
‘your mum doesn’t know what’s best for us. she thinks she does, but i guess she doesn’t realise that we’re complete just as we are. it’s not like we’re just too afraid to fight some final boss or something.’
he chuckled at his own joke, the feeling of the air rushing through his body causing more pressure on yours, and your hands moved to reach for his hair.
‘i love you,’ you finally told him, hoping that he would feel your gratitude through the three simple words. he raised his head so that he could look at you, before pushing his weight up onto his hands so he could move to kiss the edge of your mouth, allowing you to make out ‘i know’ just from the movement of his lips against your skin.
‘i love you too,’ he eventually sighed in response as he rested his head back on your chest and closed his eyes, knowing that neither of you could ask for anything more.
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karin-gespenst · 1 year
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one of the reasons why I love Call the Midwife is that the show makes me feel excited about growing older. Of course, I’m making an effort to let present-me be content and thriving. But in seeing women older than me being happy, safe, filled with purpose, part of a tightly-knit community and guiding their younger peers, then I can imagine myself in their shoes.
I see Shelagh watching her oldest child grow into a young adult and I’m excited to be a mother like her soon - with a kid out there in the world, finding her path.
I see Sister Hilda taking a long, hard look at the world and deciding that she wants to be better equipped for helping in more capacities  and I’m looking up possibilities to learn and take better care of other people and myself.
I see Millicent Higgins being unapologetically herself and taking pride in her achievements, relishing in the things that bring her delight and using her unique power of getting things done to sort through any kind of mess, and I’m laughing at myself now for being afraid of paperwork - maybe I can be braver in the future.
I see Violet Buckle taking charge of everything and making sure that she uses her position to make important changes, I see her opening her door and her heart for so many people, and I’m hoping that life will bring me second chances and maybe even the opportunity to raise a slightly different kind of family - in a sewing shop, patched together with the yarn of love.
I see Phyllis Crane being the pinnacle of her profession, supporting herself all the way from the fringes of society into the heart of a community that cannot do without her anymore. Leading by example and never running out of true and kind words, her common sense is the most versatile tool I’ve ever seen anybody use and I want that groundedness for myself - today and especially in the future.
I see Sister Julienne accepting the burden of leadership, pouring endless bounds of faith onto every kind of problem and admitting freely when she has been wrong, or uninformed. Her ability to calm storms is legendary and as in practice makes perfect she must be the most centered person to ever walk the earth. I’m jealous.
I see Sister Evangelina speaking truth to everyone and being proud of her work, a woman unafraid and resourceful like few others. The show has hardly scratched the surface on what the real Sister Evangelina has seen and done in her life and part of me wants to be as unafraid, too. But I’ll pass on the parachute jump behind enemy lines, thank you very much.
I see Sister Monica Joan, after a long and extensive work-life amidst her sisters, with an endless variety of baked goods, watching Doctor Who, playing with children, calling a sizeable library her own, and when I’m at her age I hope I’ll to remember to say “Child, I have seen everything.”
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twola · 7 months
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Prompt List (Mini-Prompts)
Arthur Morgan x F!Reader
Completed prompts are linked to their relevant posts.
#1 “Good morning to you too.”
#2 “You are quite interesting.”
#3 “Could this even work between us…?”
#4 “I am so in love with you.”
#5 “I want to take care of you!”
#6 “Please, marry me.”
#7 “I won’t let anything hurt you.”
#8 “Why are you crying?”
#9 “Here…come closer.”
#10 “You should smile more often.”
#11 “You deserve so much more than what I can provide you.”
#12 “You aren’t alone. I’m always here with you.”
#13 “Let’s make our own story.”
#14 “You are my family.”
#15 “Please don’t be scared. I’ve got you.”
#16 “Do you understand how beautiful you are.”
#17 “It looks good on you.”
#18 “I could teach you.”
#19 “I love the feeling of falling asleep beside you.”
#20 “You made me food?”
#21 “You saved me.”
#22 “Dance with me.”
#23 “Can I get a kiss?”
#24 “Can you stop being so adorable, I’m trying to be angry!”
#25 “Is it that hard to believe that I love you?”
#26 “Pregnant? Are you sure?”
#27 “I want a baby.”
#28 “Thank you for giving me a family.”
#29 “Nine months pregnant and still looking lovely.”
#30 “Is this a date?”
#31 “I’m not jealous.”
#32 “Are you able to forgive me?”
#33 “ I wanted to surprise you.”
#34 “You are the best thing to ever happen to me.”
#35 “Quite embarrassing me!”
#36 “Can I braid your hair? I practiced just for you.”
#37 “I love the feeling of your hands in my hair.”
#38 “Are you hurt?”
#39 “I’m going to make sure you get better.”
#40 “Show them that your mine.”
#41 “You are glowing brighter than the stars.”
#42 “Just take my hand.”
#43 “I’ll protect you, so don’t be afraid.”
#44 “I made this for you.”
#45 “I think I’m in love with you.”
#46 “I don’t know how to describe this feeling.”
#47 “I can’t lose you.”
#48 “Don’t worry, I’m all yours.”
#49 “That was kind of cute.”
#50 “Cuddles?”
#51 “Kiss me goodnight.”
#52 “The nightmares can’t get you when I’m here.”
#53 “Can’t we just stay in bed for a while longer.”
#54 “I’ve missed you so much.”
#55 “You said you didn’t have feelings for me?”
#56 “Why are you avoiding me?”
#57 “Please be careful.”
#58 “You’re the strongest person I know.”
#59 “You need to take a break.”
#60 “I made dinner for us.”
#61 “Revenge will only end up killing you. And I can’t let that happen.”
#62 “How come you always end up under my blanket?”
#63 “You getting flustered is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.”
#64 “Is it fair to say that you read the love letter and that this means ‘yes’?”
#65 “I want to ruin our friendship”
#66 “Did you just kiss me?”
#67 “One last thing before I go, you really didn’t notice all those signs I gave to you?”
#68 “You’ve always been more than a friend to me, I just didn’t had the courage to admit it, and now I’ve lost you.”
#69 “Every time I look at you I feel my heart breaking, because I need you, desperately, and you never notice.”
#70 “Don’t cry, you don’t need to hide your feelings, I feel the same.”
#71 “I’ve been waiting forever to hear that.”
#72 “Did you just… wait, you love me?”
#73 “Are you really blind enough to not see the sparkles in his eyes when he’s staring at you?”
#74 “If you tell anybody that we hugged and held hands, I’ll kill you.”
#75 “Your father/mother will kill me.”
#76 “I could never have a life with them. It wouldn’t be fair.”
#77 “I would like my good morning kiss now.”
#78 “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you, but this could never happen.”
#79 "Come here, I’ll carry you.“
#80 “I wanted to say that without stuttering but that failed.”
#81 “Wait. You’ve seriously never kissed anyone before?”
#82 “I think I’m in love with you and it terrifies me.”
#83 "I don’t want you to die for me, I want you to live for me.”
#84  “Go back to sleep.”
#85 “We could…take a nap together?”
#86 “Never thought I’d say this…but I’m pregnant.”
#87 “Get back in bed, you’re sick.”
#88 “Guess who’s going to be a father?”
#89 “Your pregnant, that’s all. You’re beautiful.”
#90 “You’d be a great dad/mom.”
#91 “They lied about morning sickness–it’s all the time.”
#92 “I’ll get him/her, you go back to sleep.”
#93 “Being a parent is hard.”
#94 “He/she is walking!”
#95 “It’s your kid, too!”
#96 “I want to have your child.”
#97 “Here, take my blanket.”
#98  “It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. Just breathe.”
#99 “It kills me to think about you having a life with someone else.”
#100 “You wouldn’t understand how shy you make me.”
#101 “What about your family?”
#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”
#103 “I can’t even look at you.”
#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”
#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”
#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”
#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”
#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”
#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”
#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”
#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”
#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”
#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”
#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”
#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”
#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”
#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”
#118 “You bring out the good in me.”
#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”
#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”
#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”
#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”
#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”
#124 “Is that my shirt?”
#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”
#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”
#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”
#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”
#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”
#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."
#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."
#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"
#133 "The first one is always an adventure."
#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"
#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."
#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"
#137 "Can you feel that?"
#138 "It was just one time."
#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."
#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."
#141 "We can be scared together."
#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."
#143 "Where the hell have you been?"
#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"
#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."
#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."
#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."
#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”
#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."
#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”
#151 "I/You look ready to pop."
#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”
#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”
#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”
#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”
#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”
#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”
#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”
#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”
#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."
#161 "Try having sex."
#162 "I just wanted that glow."
#163 “The baby is coming.”
#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."
#165 "Your eyes are stunning."
#166 "Your opinion is important to me."
#167 "You're always saying the right words."
#168 “Why should I trust you again?”
#169 “We were never meant to be.”
#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”
#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”
#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."
#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."
#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."
#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."
#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."
#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”
#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”
#179 “Shut up and hold me.”
#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”
#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”
#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”
#183 “Would you do the same for me?”
#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”
#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”
#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”
#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”
#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”
#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”
#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”
#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”
#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."
#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”
#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”
#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”
#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”
#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”
#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”
#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”
#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”
#201 “Is this what we fought for?”
#202 "I don't think either of us are qualified for this but sure, go for it."
#203 "Who let you look so cute today?"
#204 “You cancelled plans for me?”
#205 “That’s the first time I’ve ever seen you smile.”
#206 “I thought you’d never ask.”
#207 “You’re hugging me too tight!”
#208 “You give me butterflies.”
#209 “I’m not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand.”
#210 “Hey, only I can call them that!”
#211 “They’re such an idiot. My idiot, but still.”
#212 “We could run away.”
#213 “Do you love them?”
#214 “I didn’t realize I was such an inconvenience.”
#215 “I can’t deal with you right now.”
#216 “Why didn’t you fight for us?”
#217 "Let me bandage you up."
#218 "Here. You look hungry."
#219 "I won't let you do this alone."
#220 "I saw you looking at it last time we were in the store together, so I got it for you."
#221 "You have a beautiful soul."
#222 "I remember when we first met..."
#223 "Your skin is so soft."
#224 "You're cold, take my jacket."
#225 "No one has ever made me feel like this."
#226 "I'll never forget you."
#227 "You look like something's bothering you... You can talk to me if you need to."
#228 "I'll hurt whoever did this to you."
#229 "I want to start a family of our own..."
#230 "You're overworking yourself... Please take a break."
#231 "I didn't make you uncomfortable, did I?"
#232 "I never imagined that someone's heartbeat could sound so amazing."
#233 "You look just like your mom/dad."
#234 "We can look out for each other."
#235 "Do you want to help me fix dinner tonight?"
#236 "Can I give you a hug? You look upset."
#237 “I can’t believe we are now husband and wife.”
#238 “I know I was going to marry you from the first moment I met you.”
#239 “Thank you for the best day of my life.”
#240 "You've taken my heart with you."
#241 “Please don't go, I love you so much.”
#242 “Of course I noticed, I notice everything about you.”
#243 “I’ll keep you warm.”
#244 “I can’t sleep, can I sleep here?”
#245 “This was one of the best birthdays I’ve ever had, thank you.”
#246 “What did you wish for?”
#247 “I told you I was going to be waiting for you.”
#248 “You showed me what love is.”
#249 “I want you to keep it, to remember me forever, no matter what or if anything happens to us.”
#250 “When I said I would risk anything for you, I meant it.”
#251 “We will get through this together, just like all the other times.”
#252 “Do you think now is the right time for us?”
#253 “Just say you never met me.”
#254 “Look at me and say it again.”
#255 “I’ll hold your hand all the way through it.”
#256 "They are so tiny!"
#257 "Welcome home, little one."
#258 "You're worth the sleepless nights."
#259 "Stay in bed, you dealt with them for 9 months. Now it's my turn."
#260 "Our sweetest little surprise...."
#261 "Come on little one, walk over to [parent]!"
#262 "Don't be scared, I've got you."
#263 "You are just going to stay with [other parent] for a bit, okay?"
#264 "Don't worry baby, it was only a nightmare, you're okay."
#265 "You are the best child we could ever wish for."
#266 "Oh honey, it's okay, we'll find your teddy."
#267 “Don’t ever come near my family again!”
#268 “Do you think it’ll be a boy, or a girl?”
#269 “Get them to settle down in there, will you?”
#270 “Baby’s coming, now.”
#271 “I’m going to kill you if you do this to me again.”
#272 “I will always protect you. You can do this.”
#273 “Do you want a bedtime story?”
#274 “I think I can feel them kicking!”
#275 “If you don’t stop laughing, I’ll kick you. Now help me up!”
#276 “Can’t wait for you to meet them.”
#277 “Babe, wake up. The baby is having a party in here! Give me your hand!”
#278 “I hope he/she has your eyes.”
#279 "Okay I just want to say that, yes, I have gained some weight… but it’s because I’m pregnant.”
#280 "Better get your dad jokes ready.”
#281 "Come watch my belly, it’s so crazy!”
#282 “I have found your mini-me.”
#283 “You both are precious!”
#284 “This kid is gonna have a better childhood than I did.”
#285 “We’ve waited a long time for this.”
#286 “Hello little one, this is your daddy speaking.”
#287 “I can’t hide my bump any longer. I think we need to tell people.”
#288 “When I’m with you, I almost feel normal.”
#289 “Be honest with me. Are you just humoring me? Do you treat me this way because you feel obligated to?”
#290 “Why're you smiling at me like that?”
#291 “Thank you for never giving up on me.”
#292 "Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."
#293 "How much of that did you hear?"
#294 "Just pretend to be my date."
#295 "From the second I saw you; I couldn't get over how beautiful you are."
#296 “You fainted, are you alright?”
#297 "You are remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?"
#298 "Just... Just tell me everything's going to be okay."
#299 "It was you... The whole time."
#300 "Why do you sacrifice so much for me?"
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nerdasaurus1200 · 7 months
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A little drabble idea I had
It’s Raining, it’s Pouring
Cassandra yawned as she sleepily lumbered out of bed. Normally she was the biggest morning person in her growing family. But with taking care of her toddler Ronnie and two sick seven year olds, she’d been getting far less sleep than usual.
“Morning, Mama.” She heard a little voice say when she entered the kitchen. She perked up at the voice, and smiled when she saw which of her little moonbeams had decided to rise with her.
“Morning, Orion.” Cassandra greeted softly, “Why are you up?”
“It’s raining. And I like the rain.” Orion answered simply. That was true, Orion did like the rain. Ever since he was a baby, the rainfall always seemed to calm him down.
“It’s been raining for a while now. Do you think the roads might flood?” He asked.
“If they go on for another hour, then maybe.” Cassandra answered as she prepared a cup of coffee for herself, “Which means I’ll have to work from home with you and your Daddy and siblings.” Cassandra sat down by the window next to her son and she could tell he liked that idea from his little smile. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly as she took in Orion’s face in the dim stormy morning light.
“It looks like the color in your face is finally coming back.” She observed, “How’s your head feeling, moonbeam?”
“Less buzzy and achey today.” Orion answered, then his brow furrowed in thought, “Hey Mama?”
“Hm?”
“If it’s raining and pouring, who’s the Old Man? From the song.” He asked, looking up at her with his sweet green eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Cassandra laughed a little to herself, “I’m not sure moonbeam.”
“Is it Pop Pop? He snores sometimes.” Orion mused.
“It could be any old man, honey.” Cassandra replied, and pulled up Orion into her lap. Orion smiled up at his mother and gave her a tight hug.
“Did you know that when I was your little brother’s age, I used to sit in this very spot all the time?” Cassandra told him.
“Really? Why?”
“I liked to look out the window. See if there was anybody coming, or if there were any animals outside.”
“Like a lookout?”
“You could say that.”
“I could be a lookout then!” Orion declared proudly, “Just like Jerry does at school! And I could watch over Carina while you and Daddy work!”
“Orion, moonbeam…all you need to worry about it making sure you get better.” Cassandra instructed him.
“Yeah but Carrie’s my baby sister…and I want her to get better too.” Orion pouted. Cassandra had to blink to keep herself from crying. Poor Carina had been just as sick as Orion this past week, and no one was sure when she’d get better. None of them could even figure out what it was.
“She will, moonbeam. She’s strong.” Cassandra took Orion’s hand and gently squeezed it, “Like you and your brother. And like your father, and all your other siblings. She’s a Padare. And a Schulz. And you can never get rid of us that easy.” Orion listened intently to his mother’s words, and nodded firmly.
“Thank you Mama.” He whispered as he hugged her again.
“You’re welcome moonbeam.” Cassandra whispered back. For a while, mother and son just sat there by the window watching the rain and singing to themselves,
“It’s raining, it’s pouring.
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed and bumped his head and he couldn’t get up in the morning.”
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faintingheroine · 1 year
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In relation to this discussion on Heathcliff’s grasp on different types of love, what do we make of this exchange between Younger Cathy and Linton Heathcliff?
“Yes,” said Catherine, stroking his long soft hair; “if I could only get papa’s consent, I’d spend half my time with you. Pretty Linton! I wish you were my brother.”
“And then you would like me as well as your father?” observed he, more cheerfully. “But papa says you would love me better than him and all the world, if you were my wife; so I’d rather you were that.”
“No I should never love anybody better than papa,” she returned gravely. “And people hate their wives, sometimes; but not their sisters and brothers: and if you were the latter you would live with us, and papa would be as fond of you as he is of me.”
Linton denied that people ever hated their wives; but Cathy affirmed they did, and, in her wisdom, instanced his own father’s aversion to her aunt. I endeavoured to stop her thoughtless tongue. I couldn’t succeed till everything she knew was out. Master Heathcliff, much irritated, asserted her relation was false.
Papa told me; and papa does not tell falsehoods,” she answered pertly:
“My papa scorns yours!” cried Linton. “He calls him a sneaking fool.”
“Yours is a wicked man,” retorted Catherine; “and you are very naughty to dare to repeat what he says. He must be wicked to have made Aunt Isabella leave him as she did.”
“She didn’t leave him,” said the boy; “you shan’t contradict me.”
“She did,” cried my young lady.
“Well, I’ll tell you something!” said Linton. “Your mother hated your father: now then.”
“Oh!” exclaimed Catherine, too enraged to continue.
“And she loved mine,” added he.
“You little liar! I hate you now!” she panted, and her face grew red with passion.
As Younger Cathy also points out, Heathcliff hated his wife, so he must be under no illusion that people never hate their wives. He seems to have actively lied to his son about how much wives and husbands love each other to manipulate him into marrying Younger Cathy. But then he also presumably said to his son that Elder Catherine hated her husband? What happened to wives loving their husbands best? It is all over the place.
But, him saying to Linton that Cathy would love him better than all the world and her father if he were her husband, when taken in relation with him later dismissing Cathy’s love and care for her father, might still be an indication of how Heathcliff prioritizes romantic connections to parental ones.
What does Heathcliff think about love between brothers and sisters? Not much I would say. Contrary to popular belief, Catherine and Heathcliff never openly regard each other as siblings (which does not mean that their connection doesn’t have a near-incestuous side, it does as they grew up together, but they never call each other brother and sister) so he might not be making a connection between his love for Catherine and fraternal love. And he does relish telling Isabella that her brother doesn’t love her.
What does Heathcliff think of Hindley and Catherine’s connection? He does respect Catherine’s wish that Hindley would not be harmed while she is alive, but his initial plan before taking that instruction from her was to kill Hindley then himself, so he must not be organically thinking much of that connection either.
The form of love that Heathcliff empathizes most strongly with is Hareton’s crush on Younger Cathy, which confirms my belief that Heathcliff regards his love for Catherine as a primarily romantic love.
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tymime · 10 months
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I’m willing to admit that Song of the South isn’t exactly ideal in it’s depiction of of black people in the post-Civil War era. It’s a very Disney-fied version of an old-time Southern plantation. That much is obvious. That said, I’m certain that no one involved in the film intended it to be racist. It doesn’t depict Remus or any of the other black characters in a negative light. In fact, Remus is probably the smartest, wisest character in the whole cast. By contrast, the white characters generally tend to be very dumb and/or annoying, and in some cases bordering on disturbing.
I’m gonna be honest- I don’t actually enjoy the live-action parts very much. The plot relies way too heavily on important things being unsaid, and as I said, I find many of the characters off-putting in one way or another, especially the kids. In contrast, I find Remus and Tempy to be very likeable and charming.
It’s the animated segments that I really love. The animal characters are delightful, especially the villainous Br’er Fox, and the animation is among the best the Disney studio put out in the 1940s. The setting and characters have almost endless potential, as evidenced by how many stories Joel Chandler Harris collected, and especially the Disney comics, which have been going on in some form or another for decades now.
I think it’s very likely that if Disney had only adapted the stories into animated form, and didn’t bother with the live-action parts at all, the characters wouldn’t be half as controversial as they are now.
So it really does pain me to see Splash Mountain being replaced. I totally understand that Disney doesn’t want to appear racist, but I’m pretty sure destroying a beloved theme park ride that millions of people have enjoyed for over three decades isn’t the way to do it.
I adore Splash Mountain. I’ve been a fan of it long before I even heard of Song of the South. It’s fantastically well-made, from the music, the animatronics, the sets... the whole thing just oozes rustic charm. I don’t fully understand what it is about it, but I find the ride almost magical in a way. (It might have something to do with my Southern roots- my grandfather on my mother’s side grew up in small town in Arkansas during the Great Depression, and loved bluegrass and folk music.) Whatever it is, I actually like it better than Song of the South in many ways. I’m going to miss it dearly. Between this and that awful Mickey ride they’ve shoehorned into Toon Town, I’m not sure I could ever go back to Disneyland without breaking down and crying. I might just have to go to Tokyo Disneyland instead- provided that they don’t replace their version too, which hopefully will never happen.
Is that what you want, Disney? To make people cry because you destroyed cherished childhood memories?
I like The Princess and the Frog quite a bit, but it doesn’t inspire me the same way Br’er Rabbit’s world does. So I’ll admit that I’m a bit biased. I’m sure there are young black people out there who love it a lot, and appreciate that Disney went out of their way to give them a princess of their own.
The problem is, is that giving Splash Mountain a new coat of paint isn’t really going to fix anything. It’s clear to me that all that will happen is that the explicit references to Song of the South will be removed and replaced, and everything else will remain the same. Most likely the old animatronics will be singing songs from The Princess and the Frog, and I really can’t imagine how they’re going to do that without it being extremely awkward, especially considering that most of them are tied to the plot. I’m certain that as soon as it opens Tiana’s Bayou Adventure is going to be known as “the ride that used to be Splash Mountain”. Uninformed people are guaranteed to make snarky comments like “Hey, did you know this ride used to be racist??”. The shadow of Song of the South is going to forever loom over it.
I can’t help but wonder if anybody’s opinion was considered before such a drastic (and likely poor) decision was made. Was there a poll among Disney’s black and mixed-race employees asking what they thought? Or was it just a bunch of white executives who suddenly came up with the idea? Is this all just a huge PR stunt to make the company look good? I’m also suspicious about how it took them so long to decide to do this. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I never heard of any significant objections raised regarding Splash Mountain until a few years ago. You’d think that, back in the 1980s, somebody would have said, “Hey, you might wanna reconsider building this”. Heck, it was even featured in Disneyland Adventures as recently as 2011, with Br’er Rabbit and everything! You can still buy the game on Steam right now!
I guess what I’m saying is that, when it comes to racism in Disney media, it ain’t no Peter Pan.
I just wish Disney would own up to Song of the South and stop pretending it doesn’t exist. They should just rerelease it already, so that people can make up their own minds about whether or not it’s racist. Keeping it hidden away just makes it seem worse than it really is. Putting it on Disney+ with a warning at the beginning would be enough. But if they wanted to go the whole nine yards, they could make a full-length documentary about it, explaining the movie’s history and its context, along with interviews with African-American celebrities and historians. Whoopi Goldberg could narrate, since she’s already well-known for introducing cartoons with problematic depictions of non-white cultures, some much more blatantly racist than Song of the South ever was. I even came up with a title they can use: A Man Named Remus.
I suppose I’m being a bit apologist about this whole thing. I’m a white guy after all, so you should definitely take my opinion with a grain of salt. I just don’t want something I love to disappear forever, that’s all...
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memestockpile · 11 months
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wild boys of the road (1933) feel free to change as needed.
i never saw such a woman.
slowpoke. 
wait a minute, will you?
well, hurry up. 
i can get you in and it won’t cost you a cent. 
hi, kiddo.
listen, boy, don’t horse around with me. 
say, listen, have a heart.
i’m broke, but i’ll get the money for you somehow. 
i only came because [name] wanted me to come. 
hey, you egg, what’s the idea?
don’t start a fight here.
you make me feel like a heel, spoiling all your fun. 
the music wasn’t so hot anyway. it was awful to dance to.
all i did was lose my hat and coat.
last one in the bus is a rotten egg.
that would be like stealing milk from a baby.
do you feel like eating?
what’s the matter with you lately? you never wanna go downtown at night anymore.
scram!
hold it, you.
oh, gee whiz. 
march yourself in this house right away, young lady. 
darn it all.
my mother will never let me have any fun. 
if i tell you something, will you promise me you won’t tell anybody?
why didn’t you tell me things were that bad?
you couldn’t even lift a bag of feathers.
you’re full of dishwater.
i thought everybody was in bed. what are you doing up so late?
you been crying?
i’ve been laid off indefinitely. 
you’re old enough to realize the seriousness of it. 
we’ll all have to economize.
i’m sorry, dear. 
i’m afraid we’ll have to cancel.
come, get to bed. it’s getting late.
goodnight, son.
go wash up, lunch’s ready.
makes a fellow feel kind of funny, like saying goodbye to somebody.
yell if you want me to go out with you tonight.
you know i’m always with you. 
i sold my car. 
you know me, have a thing a little while, get sort of fed up with it.
hey, you’re not sore at me, are you?
no matter what you ever do, you’ll never make me feel as proud of you as you have this minute. 
come on, put up your dukes.
i got a date with [name].
anyplace would be better than this dumb town. 
we won’t say goodbye to the folks. 
when things get better, we can come back. 
i don’t feel good. 
you’ll feel better when we get something to eat. 
i think you broke my nose. 
listen, i don’t know what your name is, but i’m awfully sorry. 
ain’t you afraid, traveling all alone?
she hasn’t seen me since i was a little girl. 
i like surprises. don’t you?
ain’t you heard that milk’s the greatest beautifier in the world? anything you put in it gets beautiful.
you’re eating stuff that ain’t fit for a dog.
hospital for you, son. 
wasn’t he easy to fool?
you were keen.
don’t be goofy. 
i’m skaking like a leaf.
you’ll be recognizable once you’ve washed your face. 
you’ve grown, honey. 
you march yourself into the kitchen. you must be starved. 
ain’t you got no nerve?
come on, you big palooka.
boy, we’re in for it now.
they’ll blame us for that guy getting killed. 
now you’re talking, kid.
i don’t want the fellows to think i’m a baby.
you won’t feel anything, son. 
you’re not scared, are you?
take it easy, son.
cross my heart.
snap out of it, kid. 
the first cop that comes in here, we’ll mob him. 
don’t tell me what to do. 
this is a rotten trick, if you ask me. 
hey, kid, come here.
let me be your friend. i want to help you. 
you’re an enemy to society and i’ve got to keep you off the street.
how did i know what a mess it was gonna get us into? 
you’re not gonna believe me and i don’t care whether you do or not. 
i’m sick of being hungry and cold. 
i knew there’d be a catch in it someplace.
i want you to promise me.
things are going to be better now. 
come on, pal.
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broken-clover · 1 year
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So I hadn’t intended to take a break from writing, but apparently my job decided I’m doing a stupid amount of hours. So today’s is not only late but a little shorter. ‘Panic’ is an open-ended prompt, but I associated it with fears and went in that kind of a direction. This one’s also technically Sinbed but you could also read it as just a good friendship if you’re not especially into that.
Putting in a veeeery heavy warning for suicide discussion, again, it’s nothing graphic, but it is talked about openly, and I don’t want that to take anybody by surprise
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The ability to read another’s mind is truly the cruelest gift one could be given.
Do you know what your mother is afraid of, Sin? More than anything in the world? Oh, of course, she has plenty of fears, plural, but do you know what tops them all? Being killed for what she is? Losing everything? Losing you?
She is afraid of watching your father die.
Even moreso, she’s terrified of watching him wither away. She’s happy he isn’t human anymore, and she feels guilty about it. But it’s a relief to her, in an odd way. The Gear cells will keep him young, keep him healthy, keep his mind intact. She doesn’t have to watch him succumb to dementia. She won’t have to look at him one day and have him wonder if she’s a niece or cousin whose name has slipped his mind, or a demon he should have killed if his elderly hand didn’t tremble from the weight of a sword. Every so often, the nightmare putters off to a corner of her mind, but something always makes it come back. I always know when it comes back.
I can hear them all. If I put all my strength into blocking them out, it’s enough, but it’s a constant, exhausting effort. Their thoughts bleed into mine. I’ve gotten better at pruning them apart. At first, I had a tendency to blur my world and theirs, until I realized I don’t have a boss that may secretly be planning on killing me, or a distant wife whom I fear will leave me for the handsome electrician who fixes my porch lamps. But their feelings are all the same. They whimper. They scream. It doesn’t matter how rational or irrational they may be, everyone has a little secret terror in the back of their mind that they just can’t ever seem to shoo away forever.
Some of them, I’ll admit, are somewhat ridiculous. Those Secret Service-types that have been coming by are riddled with them. Is it an American thing? A cultural divide? How shallow. The big one with the coffin is afraid of aliens. He thinks they’ll have laser weapons and use humans for gardening soil. The woman with the dog is afraid of having her vacation hours cut.
I don’t like your grandfather. If I tried to pity him, I know it would only make him despise me more. He cares about you, you know, in his own bizarre way. He’s afraid I’m going to do something bad to you, but doesn’t know how to make me go away without it upsetting you. He wants what’s best for you, but he knows that he has no idea what that is, or how to do it. That tends to be when he leaves. He can’t stand to look at you, can’t stand to acknowledge that he’s failing you, so he thinks everything will be better if he takes himself out of the equation altogether.
Ah. My mistake, I took a tangent. Your grandfather, your ‘Old Man.’ Flame of Corruption, God of War, Sol Badguy. What an ironic thing, that a nigh-invulnerable being is so terrified of living. He’s had nearly two centuries to think of ways to try and kill himself. You and your father and your mother frighten him, not because he doesn’t want the responsibility, but because he can’t convince himself that living is a choice. He makes excuses in weeks and months and on-a-dime promises- after this bounty, after he visits your mother one last time, when this beer is finished, maybe after one more drink, isn’t it going to be spring soon? He was always a fan of rhubarb, maybe it would be worth it to wait and see how it tastes this year.
Your father is afraid for you. It’s tacky, but it’s true. He has nightmares about things happening to you, actual nightmares. I told myself I wasn’t going to get involved with peoples’ dreams anymore, but sometimes I just can’t help myself. Nobody can convince him you’re ever completely safe. Someone wants his baby dead, but he doesn’t know who it is. That’s why he always sleeps better when you stay at the castle.
The second king, at least, is honest. There are many things I despise about that tacky, self-important blowhard, but he doesn’t pretend he isn’t exactly that. And he doesn’t pretend that the lives of others aren’t painfully, painfully important to him. You know he’s broken, don’t you? Anyone could see it. They just don’t want to look. Illyria wants a king. They don’t want a battered veteran who cries himself to sleep in his own grief. He still sends letters to the widows. The guilt never lessens.
The third. I hate him even more. And yet, I pity him. The walls he has put up work too well. How many know what the war took from him? Of course, everyone lost something in the crusades. But he has nothing. Any relatives that weren’t stabbed or maimed or slaughtered or eaten alive didn’t last long. They threw themselves off cliffs, or drank until their insides rotted, or flew headfirst into fights they couldn’t win and didn’t want to. The stony face protects him. Suicide runs in the family. He’s desperate to not take after his father.
Elphelt doesn’t want to be alone. She doesn’t want to disappear and have nobody notice.
Ramlethal wants things to make sense, to have a reason for it all, or else she’s going to drown in an endless series of choices that don’t even matter.
The pirate is just waiting for something to go wrong, because he has nine little girls, and he knows there’s one day he won’t be able to keep his eyes on all of them until it’s too late. The blood mage is waiting for the pirate to leave, because they’re convinced one day he’ll wake up and realize he could do better. The little girl in the orange hat doesn’t want anyone to know that she likes girls as much as she likes boys.
Sometimes I don’t like it when you hug me. You squeeze too hard, and it digs into my ribs. How often do I have to remind you how strong you are? But…other times, I let you do it anyway. I know you need the security. You need to feel like you aren’t a monster. And monsters don’t have friends, do they? They don’t have families or friends or loved ones. It’s a silly line of logic, I know you think that, but it’s enough for the time being. I can always hear the way your stormy thoughts quiet down and just focus on where we are. Just you and I, cozy and safe. A momentary peace of mind.
Sore ribs. It’s a cheap price to pay for that. I just wish it lasted longer.
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jessource · 2 years
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random lyrics sentence starters.
“did i fall out of line when i called you?” “when i told you i was fine, you were lied to.” “every time i get too close i just go mess it up.” “you kissed me, just to kiss me, not to take me home.” “i’m not together, but i’m getting there.” “i don’t know if i’ll take you back.” “part of me was hoping we’d get the chance to talk.” “know that i am on your side.” “if you’re so smart tell me, why are you still so afraid?” “how did you know? how could you tell?” “how could you blame me?” “i wanna feel like i finally matter.” “i’m not used to being with somebody with their shit together.” “but didn't i play it good? better than you ever thought i would.” “nothing's forever, i know, but i need you.” “it’s ok if you forget me.” “you told me from the start, nothing could tear us apart.” “don’t look away, cause i gotta say, i’m sorry.” “i would’ve walked through hell to find another way.” “the older i get the more that i see, my parents aren't heroes, they're just like me.” “i used to close my eyes and pray for a whole other family.” “i like a girl that’s got a boyfriend, can’t seem to get her outta my head.” “you picked him over me.” “i feel just like a sailboat, don't know where i'm headed. but you can't make the wind blow from a sailboat.” “and my god, do i feel so alone.” “please excuse my temper, i don't mean to be rude.” “if it’s all in my head, tell me now.” “so little time so much to do, i’d rather spend my days with you.” “i’m not making plans for tomorrow, for tomorrow never comes.” “but how can i miss you so much when you’re right here?” “you don’t get to take all of me.” “i love you so much that i’ve gotta let you go.” “does it change the way you think of me?” “if you take me home, will we talk in the morning?” “takes twenty one days to form a habit.” “that’s a pretty face, the kind you’d find on someone i could save.” “if they don’t put me away, it’ll be a miracle.” “i know you feel lost, it’s my fault completely.” “i’ll be yours, just give me time.” “don’t you dare act like i didn't love you.” “it’s hurting in my chest to breathe.” “and my head is so fucked from what you did.” “you take my hand and it feels like home.” “i’ll treasure this moment till we meet again.” “your happy ending is up to you.” “a ghost never leaves a haunted house.” “you weren't there when i needed you to be.” “that's the thing with anger, it begs to stick around.” “darling i’ve been waiting so long just to hear you say you’re coming home.” “how much of my mother has my mother left in me?” “how much of my father am i destined to become?” “i like it when you piss me off.” “you and me, we’re not the same.” “i’ve never been this high.” “i feel uncomfortable surrounded by the silence.” “you caught me by surprise, changed my destination.” “if i gave you the sunset, you’d wish for the rain.” “if i gave you the ocean, you’d complain about the waves.” “do what you want, just don’t go dark on me.” “when you look at me i must be dreaming.” “do you know how in love with you i am?” “you’re more than a sunshine in my eyes.” “i’ll keep running just to find a way to you 'til then.” “i hope it was worth it in the end.” “i think you may be my only friend.” “we’re all scared of trenches and grow weak at knees.” “i know i’m not on your mind.” “sorry that i can’t believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me.” “i’ll be yours, just give me time.” “so it’s probably nothing but it’s been on my mind.” “and i froze, and i reckon i missed it.” “you’re the only friend i need.” “i’ll love you until my breathing stops.” “i’ve never felt more alone.” “now that i’m older, thought it’d be over.” “the demons give me a reason.” “why would you wish to be me? my mind isn’t half as pretty.” “if you see the hurt, you’ll leave like the rest.” “you got me stuck on the thought of you.” “could this be out of line to say that you’re the only one?” “you’re the only one breaking me down like this.” “you’re the only one i would take a shot on.” “sit down, breathe, and just listen.” “and i’d give it to you, a hundred times over, ‘till you screwed me over.” “but i think you’re honestly something i needed to lose.” “i love the way you wear that dress.” “you’re making me feel brand new. “i’m not one to need saving, but i guess i’ll give it a try.” “right from the start i knew you’d set a fire in me.” “i’d rather be sad with you, than anywhere away from you.” “i’m so tired of being a book on the shelf.” “i saw someone who looked like you at our favourite coffee shop.” “i’ve been ignoring this big lump in my throat.” “i hope the love never ends, your love is so bittersweet.” “i had no reason to breathe until you knocked the wind out of me.” “life was easier when i only cared about me.” “hide behind that baby face.” “don't wait for me, don't wait for mum. we'll come get you when it's safe for us to move.” “i waited many years, held back the pain behind my tears for my father to come find me like he said.“ “i say i wanna settle down, build your hopes up like a tower, i’m giving you the run around.”
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aajjks · 5 months
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TPOL!JK
“no, no, no” you say turning around in his lap to face him. “i don’t care what your father says, you are not him. i aborted the baby because WE weren’t ready. neither of us are, jungkook” God, if you could talk to jungkook’s father right now, you’d cuss him out using every curse word in the dictionary.
“you talk to that bastard about me?” you ask and jungkook quickly picks his head up preparing to apologize because it appears that he does speak to his father about you or maybe his father already knew about you. “you need to stop talking to him. the only people who you should talk to are me, my mom, and bam, that’s it. you care too much about his approval, kook” you say while placing your hands on either side of his face. your thumbs caresses his cheeks and you can’t help but stare into his big, sparkly doe eyes. he’s such a pretty human being with a scarred past and yet he’s all yours.
you’re gonna do whatever you can to help him heal and realize that he’s better than that monster who he calls “father”
“look at me jungkook and listen…you deserve all of the good things that come your way. i know you don’t want to hear this but one day i want to marry you and i want us to have two beautiful children. i know you’re saying you don’t deserve to be a father because of what your father said to you but how could you believe him over me? you’ll be a wonderful dad one day and if it’s not with me then i’m sure that you’ll be a wonderful dad to whoever you decide to have children with. i’m not saying let’s make babies right but when i graduate and get a better job, that’s what i want and i want that with you”
just when jungkook is about to say something you press a kiss to his lips to shut him up before continuing
“and i know you aren’t ready but i’ll be right here when you are. i’m gonna wait for you as long as i can because that’s how much i love you and if i have to remind you every single day that you’re worthy of being a father and my lover than i’ll remind you every day and night”
you kiss him on his lips again
“i’ll remind you when you wake up”
you kiss him on his cheek
“before you go to work”
you kiss him on his forehead
“while you’re at work”
you kiss down to his jaw
“when you come home”
you kiss up to his ear and whisper
“before we go to sleep”
and you kiss his lips again.
jungkook can’t help but blush when you show him so much affection. you’re so good at picking him up when he’s down and kissing all his worries away. sometimes it’s hard to believe you’re still that same shy, awkward girl he met at the restaurant. you’re full of surprises and those surprises are why he loves you so much.
it feels good to be loved for real and he wants that kind of love for the rest of his life with you. he’s not sure if he’ll really have kids with you one day but maybe….
“and it feels so good when we have sex without protection” you pout and jungkook almost gets whiplash from how quick you spun the topic. “i bought pills this time and i PROMISE to be on my A game with them but if you’re uncomfortable at least let’s just raw dog it every once in a while”
“Y-Yn you’re too pure and precious.” He says as you pepper his face in kisses, just like that you’ve got him all putty in your hands.
And as you remind about the fact that he actually craves, his father is approval way too much he agrees because.. he just has to have his, but you are right nothing else should matter but you and him, will he be able to heal? If he stays with you, he’s pretty sure he’s going to.
“And don’t say that I’ll have kids with anybody else one day, if I’ll have kids then it’ll be with you, and only you yn. I’m sure my children deserve a mother like you if not a father like me.” He says as he pulls you in for a hug.
Your naked bodies are so close to each other, and he feels closer to heaven than ever, you are his heaven. He knows that he’s going to cherish you forever.
What do you say next just pulls him out of his little love fantasy about you, his eyes widen at your sudden, explicit confession
“You want to be fucked raw? I’ll do anything you want, of course.. That is if you promise to be on your A game with the pills.. until we’re both ready of course.”
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djcanipe99 · 1 year
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Albus:So you nervous about the fight?
Harry:Scared to death.
Albus:You don’t look scared.
Harry:Well, I ain’t supposed to.
Albus:Then you don’t have to do it.
Harry:Yeah, well, I think I do.
Albus:You know, living with you,
it hasn’t been easy.
People see me but they think of you.
Now, with all this going on,
it’s gonna be worse than ever.
Harry:It doesn’t have to be.
Albus:Sure it does!
Harry:Why? You’ve got a lot going on, kid.
Albus:[Irritated] What, my last name?
That’s the reason I got a decent job.
That’s the reason why people
deal with me in the first place.
Now I start to get a little ahead.
I start to get a little something
for myself, and this happens.
Now, I’m asking you as a favor
not to go through with this, okay?
This is gonna end up bad for you,
and it’s gonna end up bad for me!
Harry:You think I’m hurting you?
Albus:Yeah, in a way, you are.
Harry:That’s the last thing
I ever wanted to do.
Albus:I know that’s not what you wanna do,
Harry:but that’s just the way that it is.
Albus:Don’t you care what people think?
Albus:Doesn’t it bother you that people
are making you out to be a joke
and that I’ll be included in that?
Albus:Do you think that’s right?
Albus:Do you?!
(Holds his hand up, points at his palm
and talks in a calm tone.)
Harry:You ain’t gonna believe this,
but you used to fit right here.
I’d hold you up to say to your step mother
“This kid’s gonna be the best kid
in the world. This kid’s gonna
be somebody better than
anybody I ever knew.”
And you grew up good and wonderful.
It was great just watching you,
every day was like a privilege.
Then the time come for you to
be your own self and take on the world,
(Proud) and you did.
(Dissapointed/sad)
Harry:But somewhere along the line,
you changed. You stopped being you.
You let people stick a finger
in your face and tell ya you’re no good
and when things got hard, you started
looking for something to blame,
like a big shadow.
(Tone up in stages)
Harry:Let me tell you something
you already know.
The world ain’t all sunshine and
rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty
place and I don’t care how tough you
are, it will beat you to your knees
and keep you there permanently
if you let it.
You, me, or nobody is gonna
hit as hard as life.
But it ain’t about how hard ya hit.
It’s about how hard you
can get hit and keep moving forward.
How much you can take and
keep moving forward.
That’s how winning is done!
Now if you know what
you're worth then go out
and get what you’re worth.
Harry:But ya gotta be willing to take the hits
and not pointing fingers saying you
ain’t where you wanna be because of
him, or her or anybody!
Cowards do that and that ain’t you!
You’re better than that!
(Sighs, calms down)
Harry:I’m always gonna love you no
matter what. No matter what happens.
You’re my kid and you’re my blood.
You’re the best thing in my life.
But until you start believing in
yourself, ya ain’t gonna have a life.
(Gives his kid a pat on the shoulder
and calmly he adds)
Don’t forget to visit your stepmother.
(Walks away)
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malachiphillips · 1 year
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a letter from malachi to his mother, left on her nightstand before he went to the charity gala
Dear Ma, 
I know we haven’t talked since the last time I came over three days ago, when I suggested the plan to leave this town and start new somewhere else. That day was probably the most lucid I’d seen you in so long, because you were adamant on staying, looking at me as if I was the Devil for suggesting it in the first place, saying you wouldn’t leave him. I assume you meant dad, but I know you also meant Monty. I understand. I really do. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my entire life, but I can’t stay here, Ma. I can feel myself becoming the man I was when I first got back here after my career was over, and I don’t want to be that person anymore. I never want to be that person again. 
Especially because I got a girl now and the last thing I want to do is hurt her by being that asshole I was years ago. You’ll love her. Her name’s Aranya, but everybody just calls her Ari and she’s the sweetest, kindest person I know. Can shoot hoops like a pro too. Is really, really damn good at games. She’s even better than me. Got the brightest smile and the biggest heart and I just... I don’t know what I would’ve done if she hadn’t been in my corner this entire time, if she didn’t hold my hand through it all and reminded me it was okay to feel, if she hadn’t let me lean on her. I... I genuinely think I’m starting to love her, Ma. Give me a month and I’ll probably say that to her face. She deserves the best, and I can’t be that if I stay here. I just can’t do it. We talked, and agreed that this place isn’t a good place to be in anymore. All these deaths and pain... It can’t be good for anybody. You’d know that best, out of all of us, and I refuse to give up the same way you did. I can see a future with her, Ma. That’s why I’m leaving. Because as much as this place is home, I just don’t see a future here anymore. 
I’m bringing Lany with me too. I’m getting her far away from this place because even though she puts on a strong front, I know she’s struggling. I know she’s hurting so damn much. She’d lost her dad at such a young age. She’d lost her brother right after celebrating his birthday, so unexpectedly too, and no offense, but you’re not the best person to take care of her either. It’s been so long since we lost Dad, Ma. So, so long. You left us the night he died too, because whoever you are now is who you left us with years ago, leaving me to have to take care of them all on my own. I was still just a fucking kid, and I had to step up because you weren’t able to. Because you let your grief consume you until you were absolutely nothing and I refuse to let Lany turn into you. You think it didn’t hurt me losing Monty? You think something vital to who I am as a person didn’t break that night? You think I don’t think of him every damn day, wishing it should have been me instead, if it meant he’d live the long, happy life he deserved? It all fucking hurts, Ma, but we keep going because that’s what we’re supposed to do. Dad wouldn’t have wanted you to turn into this.
I refuse to let Lu turn into you too. She won’t come to Los Angeles with us, but she said she was going back to Spain. I think that’ll do her some good. Get away from this place, that house. You remember when you told her she had the sweetest voice when we were all kids? Yeah, none of us have heard it since that night. She’s hurting as much as I’m pretty sure you were back when Dad died, but at least she’s still doing something. 
Grief is a horrible thing to deal with and I’m trying to understand it, Ma, but I don’t. I really don’t.
I’ve already entrusted someone to take care of you while I’m gone. Meatloaf, Lasagna and Big Mac are all under your name now, though I got someone else to take care of them too. You can be a husk of a person all you want, Ma, but just know that I love you. I hope there can be some solace in knowing Dad’s with Monty now. I don’t know what they’re doing up there, but we both know they’re definitely not playing ball lol (that stands for laughing out loud, it’s an expression for when you find something funny. I’m sure Lany can tell you all about it since she’s like freakishly smart. Are you sure she’s not adopted?)
Anyway, I love you. I’m sorry. I’ve got Lany. I’ll talk to you soon. 
Look after Kyle for me (in case he won’t come with us). 
All my love,  Malachi
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faintingheroine · 10 months
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“Pretty Linton! I wish you were my brother.’
‘And then you would like me as well as your father?’ observed he, more cheerfully. ‘But papa says you would love me better than him and all the world, if you were my wife; so I’d rather you were that.’
‘No, I should never love anybody better than papa,’ she returned gravely. ‘And people hate their wives, sometimes; but not their sisters and brothers: and if you were the latter, you would live with us, and papa would be as fond of you as he is of me.’
Linton denied that people ever hated their wives; but Cathy affirmed they did, and, in her wisdom, instanced his own father’s aversion to her aunt. I endeavoured to stop her thoughtless tongue. I couldn’t succeed till everything she knew was out. Master Heathcliff, much irritated, asserted her relation was false.
‘Papa told me; and papa does not tell falsehoods,’ she answered pertly.
‘My papa scorns yours!’ cried Linton. ‘He calls him a sneaking fool.’
‘Yours is a wicked man,’ retorted Catherine; ‘and you are very naughty to dare to repeat what he says. He must be wicked to have made Aunt Isabella leave him as she did.’
‘She didn’t leave him,’ said the boy; ‘you sha’n’t contradict me.’
‘She did,’ cried my young lady.
‘Well, I’ll tell you something!’ said Linton. ‘Your mother hated your father: now then.’
‘Oh!’ exclaimed Catherine, too enraged to continue.
‘And she loved mine,’ added he.
‘You little liar! I hate you now!’ she panted, and her face grew red with passion.
‘She did! she did!’ sang Linton, sinking into the recess of his chair, and leaning back his head to enjoy the agitation of the other disputant, who stood behind.
‘Hush, Master Heathcliff!’ I said; ‘that’s your father’s tale, too, I suppose.’
‘It isn’t: you hold your tongue!’ he answered. ‘She did, she did, Catherine! she did, she did!’
Cathy, beside herself, gave the chair a violent push, and caused him to fall against one arm.”
(Chapter 23)
Underrated passage from start to finish, one of my favorites in the book.
Forever will wonder how Linton Heathcliff learned about his father’s romantic entanglements (but apparently not the bit about him not loving Isabella, only the part about Cathy 1 loving him) and whether Cathy 2 had put two and two together about her mother and Heathcliff by the end of the book.
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lauvra · 1 year
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How often we’re caught in the most mundane of acts when life happens to us. I find I’m often waiting for it to go wrong enough. When it finally does it rarely lives up to expectation. I’m tired of holding my tongue with iron bitterness at my fingertips while nothing much happens, so I think I’ll just confess. The dull edge of everything that ever happened has led to this. The early ambitions of my life were clearly a facade. I think back to nights part-taking, exposing vulnerabilities and deep desires to others also making a show of exposure and really I think we were all full of shit. All our costume ideations of philanthropic endeavour. Looking back, I think the people who were least full of shit were the ones with sights set on getting their next fix. I’ve always wanted to create but really I’d begged for the curse of an embodiment. To be a particular kind of person. What a shallow notion, good intentions swirling in a useless potion. I’ve finally acquired the only authentic ingredient; necessity. Drawing in thirst from the shallow well within, free-falling backwards at will. Once chin deep clawing at the walls attempting to flee my own baptism of consequence, escaping then labelling the scarred wall History or Art. Are you an artist if you make art or if other people believe it? Maybe you’re an artist if your only other option is violence. Someone compares my work to that of Franz Kline, describes a thematic kinship with Francis Bacon if Bacon were more abstract than figurative. I laugh. We make a deal: I’ll paint dumb shit and you market it. Because I’ve only ever been a con artist. In creativity, in conversation, in bed, in love. But I once would have sworn to have sought connection leading to larger scale connection. It’s like when you go to shows, everyone holding up a smart phone. The performer has a love-hate relationship with half the audience. The drones get the message out but what’s the message? there’s a distinct intimacy robbery. More eyes the better to draw bigger crowds. All the better for... a larger scale robbery. The truth is, once you create something and share it with the world it’s no longer about you, as if it ever was. As if there were ever a you to speak of. I guess it’s always hard to perform, to trust what it’s for. My mythologically collaborative intent sure sounded noble enough to be true. People confess to me, though I am no priestess which is usually precisely why. I never wanted to live a life, I only ever sought to be the most well-fed parasite beneath the skin of anybody else who’d dared to. My empathy was true once, but some days I fear it’s diminishing quickly. I want to feast, they come to me with tattle as offering. Regular people calling from the eye of a storm just to tell you how fine things are going. How often I wish to turn and say ‘I am sorry, I am no longer interested in dividing my time within the inherent compromise of companionship, I have too much to do alone. Besides, I’ve grown tired of all your circular problems which are in fact, very ordinary.’ I’ve heard word of tables in old pubs crowded in commune by creatives and the idea sounds tempting until I consider in earnest the way I am. My bowels would constrict, the muscles of my stomach would strangle itself into letting out distressing creaks and groans forcing a memorably anti-social departure. I live in my mind, it’s such a shame about the body which deceives me.
I was born with a clogged filter between my mind and mouth, perhaps one fitted backwards in a frantic nature as I insisted on leaving my mother weeks too soon. On that day my mother had locked herself in the hospital bathroom beneath a scolding hot shower. When they finally coaxed her into unlocking the door she was red raw. She said “it feels like an alien, get it out of me!” The midwife Katherine, asked “how do you know what an alien feels like?”“Get it out!”  I suspect from the beginning I’ve wanted to get this whole thing over with. My inner idyll of thought is romantic, succinct in its elegance yet all that escapes when I open my mouth is the wailing of a fool only articulate in its desperation to get it out.  It’s not an original idea that being human is inherently humiliating, but I never claimed to be.
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