❝ i didn't want to assume. ❞ though she can feel a flash of warmth rise beneath her skin , her smile warms , almost appreciative of the humor to cope with the lingering awkwardness of their mutual mishap. mia gives a small nod before starting in the direction he motions towards , tucking the napkins and ruined cup into a bin leading out of the cafe as she passes by. a few moments later , they're strolling down a sidewalk lined with perfectly trimmed hedges on one side and towering fig trees separating them from the street on the other. her attention can't help but drift to the tall trunks and small green fruits , the warm sun peaking through the bundles of leaves. the walk had always been one of her favorites ; a nice change from the stuffy walls of the classrooms that took up most of her day. still , she listens intently to what he says , canting her head towards him once he offers his name , another soft smile offered. though , his admission of his interest is what really grabs her attention , brows twitching toward one another for a brief moment as the corners of her smile waver.

❝ michael. ❞ she repeats , more so as though taking a mental note , committing it to memory. it slips her mind to offer her name in return ---- or so it would seem , her spine straightening as the warm tone of her gaze lands on his , shifting from the gentle regard to something more calculative , perceptive as she studies the vibrant blue. ❝ that's funny , that's my major. ❞ and he wasn't a student ? looking for the same library she frequents , admitting that he's seen her walk past on more than one occasion , a specific interest in her major . . . what were the chances ? the corners of her lips edge back up , turning in a polite smile as the crease smooths itself from between her brows as she keeps a casual pace. no , she wouldn't assume. but she would get answers to at least soothe the slight unease that sparks in the pit of her stomach. better paranoid than in the back of a van. ❝ you said you've seen me around. are you from the area ? ❞

Deception is an art that relies on detail, the small things. Poor Mia has no inkling that the stranger she just ran into knows who she is, that his display of modesty is a methodic. Michael wouldn't likely counter with understanding otherwise. He watches her appear a little out of the loop by how she eyes the napkins bunched in her hand as if uncertain what to do with them. The sprinkles now staining his black shirt are barely visible but the smell would prevail, no matter how quickly those stains might dry. Mia's counterquestion, however, conjures amusement soon to spill past a genuine grin, a chuckle lacing voice: " I like your sense of humor. " Put him out. Hm, yes, he might still have a handful coins somewhere— Michael has no idea what poverty is like, no. The magic trick utilized to undo the tea stains requires nothing more than a flick of his wrist easily masked by a sweeping gesture toward the direction they both aim to walk.

And soon after, both hands slide into the pockets of his coat. " That's very true. These streets are a labyrinth. " His agreement is a blatant lie delivered with perfect conviction. He knew exactly what he was doing and where he was going. " I'm Michael, by the way. Not a student, but ", then he sighs, as though about to share a dark secret laying heavy upon his shoulders. " Burdened with a passionate interest in psychology. My goal is to absorb all literature thereof I can get my hands on. " At least that is half a truth. Psychology does interest him, although he prefers studying people rather than books. All for the flawless bait [thanks, dad, for tossing a bone]. All to study the person beside him at arm's length distance; his friend's mysterious sister.

mia cruz aka a study in a family with impeccable genes

though she appreciates his effort to reassure , she still finds herself hoping that the shirt would dry quickly at the very least. sure , there were worse things ---- but a sticky , wet stain wasn't a particularly pleasant sensation to be stuck dealing with and mia can't help but feel a little bad for the stranger. though the refusal of her offer is understandable enough , her eyes falling briefly to the crumpled mass that's become of the cheap paper that she's now certain wouldn't have helped anyway. she keeps them in her grasp and will until she finds a bin to toss them , adjusting the strap of her bag and plucking up the paper cup again as she returns her attention to him , brows raising in minute surprise at the offer.

❝ oh , uh . . . are you sure ? i would hate to put you out. ❞ not that she assumes he couldn't afford it ---- by the quality of his clothing and the luxurious scent that carries in the light breeze , she's almost certain that the suffering shirt cost more than a month's rent. she's a little more taken aback that he'd offer in the first place. while she tries not to make a habit out of judging a book by its cover , she and her friends had their fair share of run - ins with the wealthier populace , and they'd seemed a lot less inclined to offer any sort of help , let alone express the same modesty he had. though , she's more grateful that there was no screaming involved. her heart skips at the thought , fingers tightening around the napkins to ward away the anxiety she knows might spiral if she continues to think about it. ❝ i -- i can walk with you , though. ❞ she gives a small , open shrug , another smile offered. ❝ the directions can be a little tricky if you're not familiar with the area , and i have some spare time to kill. ❞

That's what you get for fixating on your phone while walking down the street. Or did Michael count on the collision? No, he may not be around without reason, but he hasn't found said reason until... " Oh fuck ", he gasps out, stopping in his tracks. The tea drops miss him narrowly upon spilling from Mia's cup, his phone still got tossed out of his hand and hits the solid ground. Just as hastily as she reacts does Michael bend over to pick up his device, ere one glance at her has him slow down his motions. There she is! Sira's little sister. And his initial frustration subsides— makes room for a sheepish smile of his own, a great percentage of it fake. " No- no, I'm sorry. I should've ", he trails off, wagging the item in his hand. " Bad habit. " I've seen you before, walking by. He hears himself mutter that in between.

Belatedly bothers Michael to look down at his shirt, which is fine; luckily, it cost as much as a second-hand vehicle. Speaking of hand, he politely waves her offer off. " It's fine, really. But... the library... um. " A thoughtful crease to his brows accompanies the half-turn on his heel as he vaguely points in the direction he came from. " There? I've been looking for it. " Michael regards Mia once more and exhaling a sigh tucks his phone into the pocket of his coat, his efforts to uphold this sheepish smile remain successful. " Since we're heading in the same direction, let me get you a fresh cup. It's the least I can do. " Yes, Michael, as if you're such a kind soul never driven by selfish motives.

have to build more lore around him but i am eyeballing archangel michael

something to note about lucifer in case anyone would like to know what they're getting into : this is the entity that tempted eve from the heart of the divine , that bred the same deadly sin that led cain to lift a rock over his brother's head , that instills horror in the heart of all god - fearing men , that rules over the place of endless punishment , the knife that will slaughter heaven. they are a master of illusion , of temptation and persuasion. they specialize in deals that fulfill one's deepest desires , that indulges the darkest parts of themselves that they believe will only earn them judgment. they masquerade as a friend , an ally , a partner , to get what they want. their goal is to manipulate you into doing what they wish by whatever means necessary , false promises , sweet nothings , granting wishes , showering you with understanding and their twisted version of love. lucifer is not good , but they will make you believe in their vision for the future they are striving for as a means to prioritize their goal of spitting in the face of the hand that cast them out

would anyone like a bitch ( the fuckin' devil ) in their inbox ?

while my luci is not directly tied, they are heavily inspired by sand.man luci because gwendoline did an amazing job as did the writers

the way i said " low maintenance " but my heart says make icons. just do it. who's it gonna hurt (:

❛ i’ve seen you before , walking by. ❜ / @langdhon

❝ oh — uh. ❞ a laugh falls clumsily from her lungs , lips pulling into a smile that momentarily replaces her worried brow as she tries to grapple with the half - emptied cup of tea and the weight of a book - stuffed bag. she leans at an awkward angle to set the cup on a nearby table , reaching for a stack of flimsy napkins that she isn't sure will help , but it's what she has to give as a peace offering for her lapse in coordination. ❝ yeah , probably , actually. the library is , like , a block down ? give or take. i'm a student. ❞ she straightens , honey - warm eyes flicking back to his as the smile fixed on her mouth takes a turn towards sheepish , hand jutting out to extend the aforementioned olive branch. ❝ here. i'm sorry. again. i should have been paying attention. ❞ the crease between her brow returns , genuine concern creeping across her features as her smile fades. ❝ i didn't ruin your shirt , did i ? ❞

exactly !

lucifer usually intends on keeping an eye on sira via arlo except she is arlo's bestie and he knows how to get around lucifer's little rules and requirements for reporting on what she's doing. arlo is also fascinated by the human world and loves getting to know all of sira's friends and more. he's very sweet , very queer , and will love you forever if you bring him anything to eat

ava pointed this out but yes , the reason mia is interested in a psych degree is because of her own trauma and her desire to help others that have gone through traumatic , life - altering experiences. she actually hopes to become a trauma counselor specializing in kids and young adults. she is currently working towards her bachelor's degree and is an incredibly knowledgeable and dedicated student

Isabela Merced

force of nature by jane harper sentence starters

don't panic.

we have to get out of here. now.

it's hard to feel too sorry about that.

do you need a hand?

pretend you like each other.

there's someone out there.

you don't like it, either?

do you mind if i smoke?

where were you before?

when it goes wrong, it can really go wrong.

it sounds a bit lonely.

i used to come camping up here when i was younger, so i know the terrain.

i can find my way alone.

you know what it's like in there.

i thought you said you weren't into hiking.

i want you to know i'll make it up to you.

too much to drink last night?

i think i should stay.

look, to be honest, i don't really remember much of it.

i'm not sure this is safe.

you're awake. thank god.

you haven't got any siblings, have you?

why were you out there?

it sounds like you all had a very difficult few days.

you get paranoid out there, though. your mind starts to play tricks.

i don't mind the dark.

do you know how to do that?

and you should try to get some perspective.

don't go without me. please.

is everything all right at home?

it doesn't make it easier, though.

that way. there's a shelter.

why do you have to be so difficult?

how long have you been here?

you can't be here alone.

i'm not asking your permission.

we shouldn't stay here.

i'm sorry about before.

maybe we can't help how we are. maybe we're born a certain way and there's nothing you can do about it.

forget having choices and being in control. what if that's all bullshit?

come on, you're smart enough to see that i'm right.

i didn't know you could cook.

this flashlight is broken.

none of this would even have happened if it wasn't for you.

keep your voice down, will you?

everything will be all right. i promise.

i honestly didn't mean to kill them.

not everything deserves to be forgiven.

i am going to subject you all to so many thoughts. i've trapped you

i will tell you all that mia ... my beloved little lady ... had to go through a lot of therapy to cope with trauma responses that she couldn't remember why she was having. the feelings were still there , all of the anxiety and fear and hurt and a lot of confusion. nobody knew how she got to the hospital, nobody could tell her where she came from, there was a vague record of her attending school but they chalked it up to inconsistent keeping and had to put her in a foster home after realizing that nobody was coming for her. she still deals with the repercussions of all of that today, even though she's doing a lot better. she struggles with feelings of being unwanted, abandonment issues, sudden fear around loud noises and yelling, a deep - rooted yearning that she can't quite place, and much more

𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 

from this generator.

❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ ❛ what are you smiling at? ❜ ❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜ ❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜ ❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜ ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ ❛ i’m not sorry. ❜ ❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜ ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ ❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜ ❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ❛ i could show you the way. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜ ❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ ❛ don’t go. please. ❜ ❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜ ❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this. ❜ ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜ ❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜ ❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜ ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ ❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜ ❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ ❛ i made a mistake. ❜ ❛ am i not good enough? ❜ ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜ ❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜ ❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜ ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ ❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜ ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜ ❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜ ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ ❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜ ❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜ ❛ how did you find me? ❜ ❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜ ❛ rough day today? ❜ ❛ snap out of it! ❜ ❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜ ❛ why are you still here? ❜ ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜ ❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜ ❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ ❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜ ❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜ ❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜ ❛ can you forgive me? ❜ ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ ❛ why are you really here? ❜ ❛ i wish we never met. ❜ ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜ ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ ❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜ ❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜ ❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜ ❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜ ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me? ❜ ❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜ ❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜ ❛ why did you come? ❜ ❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜ ❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜ ❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜ ❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜ ❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜ ❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜ ❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜ ❛ just try to hang on. ❜ ❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜ ❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜ ❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜ ❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜ ❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜ ❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜ ❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜ ❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜ ❛ i bought two. here. ❜ ❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜ ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ ❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜ ❛ walk with me? ❜ ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ ❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜ ❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜ ❛ are you going to kill me? ❜ ❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜ ❛ take me with you. ❜ ❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜ ❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜ ❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜ ❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜ ❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜ ❛ why did you wake me? ❜ ❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜ ❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜ ❛ promise me? ❜ ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ ❛ i feel safe with you. ❜ ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜ ❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜ ❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜ ❛ i do care. ❜ ❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜ ❛ i have a spare bed. ❜ ❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜ ❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜ ❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜ ❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜ ❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜ ❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ ❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜ ❛ did you miss me? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜ ❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted? ❜ ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ ❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜ ❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜ ❛ i’m still learning. ❜ ❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜ ❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜ ❛ i’m on your side. ❜ ❛ i risked my life for you! ❜ ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ ❛ you can stay with me. ❜ ❛ i just need time. ❜ ❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜ ❛ who the hell invited you? ❜ ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜ ❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜ ❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜ ❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜ ❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜ ❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜ ❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜ ❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜ ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜ ❛ knowledge is power. ❜ ❛ you scared me. ❜ ❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜ ❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ ❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜ ❛ just who do you think you are? ❜ ❛ you look… amazing. ❜ ❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜ ❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜ ❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜ ❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜ ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜ ❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help. ❜ ❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜ ❛ you don’t scare me. ❜ ❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜ ❛ change isn’t easy. ❜ ❛ why did you help me? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me? ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜ ❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜ ❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me? ❜ ❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜ ❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜ ❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜ ❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜ ❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜ ❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜ ❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ ❛ why were they coming after you? ❜ ❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜ ❛ how much do you value your life? ❜ ❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me. ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜ ❛ have a drink with me. ❜