persephonememes:

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

  • ❛ What happened? ❜
  • ❛ How are your injuries? ❜
  • ❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜
  • ❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜
  • ❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜
  • ❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜
  • ❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜
  • ❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜
  • ❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜
  • ❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜
  • ❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜
  • ❛ This isn’t you. ❜
  • ❛ Stop it. ❜
  • ❛ You should be resting. ❜
  • ❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜
  • ❛ How can you act like that? ❜
  • ❛ Then why are you still here? ❜
  • ❛ Are you okay? ❜
  • ❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜
  • ❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜
  • ❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜
  • ❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜
  • ❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜
  • ❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜
  • ❛ Everything okay? ❜
  • ❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜
  • ❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜
  • ❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜
  • ❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜
  • ❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜
  • ❛ Why do you run from me? ❜
  • ❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜
  • ❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜
  • ❛ You’re bleeding. ❜
  • ❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜
  • ❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜
  • ❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜
  • ❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜
Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip

justrpmemesandmusings:

Potential TW warning

misc sentence starters

leneemusing:

  i wish i knew how to talk about it.    
  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ”  
  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”  
  i wish i could hate you.  ” 
  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. 
  i need you to trust me.    
“  i missed/miss you.   
  she/he won’t listen to me. 
  let me do this for you. please.  ”  
  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ”
  tell me something happy.  ”  
  promise me. 
  i just want/wanted to help.  ”  
  let me explain.  ”
“  i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me.   
“  i’m on your side. 
“  i’ve got your back, okay? ”
  please, tell me you have a plan. 
  stay with me tonight. 
  don’t go. please.  ”  
  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be.  ”  
“  talk to me.    
“  i did what i had to do. 
  we can’t keep going on like this. 
“  i’m just tired.  ”
“  i’m scared.  ”
“  it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ”
“  it’s better to expect disappointment. 
“  hope is dangerous.  ”
  i like seeing you smile.   
“  you look beautiful.  ”  
“  be patient with her/him. they’re trying.   
“  i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough.
  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.    
  have a drink with me. 
“ 
she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice. 
  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ”
“  can i help you?  ”
“  i thought you’d like this. 
  do you wanna get out of here?  ”
  walk with me?  ”
  well, shit. 

frozenandhandsome:

bewitchingbeauty-morrigangilbert:

New Girl on the Team…

Taking a deep breath, Agent Gilbert gathered her files and adjusted her suit. badge and weapon on her hip, running through the list for the mission in her head. It would be her first mission that wasn’t on her own and now with a few avengers to add to the list. Morrigan had always seen them from afar or seen them in the gym. Especially Steve Rogers. She had watched him spar constantly and couldn’t help but be impressed. She would often find herself going back to the punching bag and go back for another round.

She smiled to herself as she thought back to the last time when she heard her name being called. Morrigan kept walking but turned back as she rounded the corner.  It was first mistake because the next thing she knew Morri ran into what felt like a wall. It was too late when she realized it was none other than the man that she had been thinking about. “Oh goodness, I’m sorry…Oh Captain Rogers…” She bent down and tried to make heads or tails of her files. Her face flush with embarrassment.  

@frozenandhandsome

Steve was busy discussing a new protocol with Natasha when he felt something bounce of his chest, it shocked him slightly as he reached out to steady the person. “That’s quite alright, are you okay?” He smiled politely to the new agent, he had been informed about a new member of the team. Steve noticed the discarded files on the floor and knelt down scooping them up with one swift motion before handing them back to her. “Don’t worry, first days are always nerve wracking.” 

Morrigan blushed a little pinker as she took the papers from him. “Other than completely embarrassed, oh I’m just peachy.” She chuckled as she tuck a dark lock of hair behind her ear, her heart thudding wildly. “And luckily its not my first day, be a wreck otherwise. Just got moved from the international team to yours, Captain.” She held out her hand in greeting, still a little thrown by his presence. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. And to see you again, Agent Romanoff.”

mcavoy:

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New Girl on the Team…

Taking a deep breath, Agent Gilbert gathered her files and adjusted her suit. badge and weapon on her hip, running through the list for the mission in her head. It would be her first mission that wasn’t on her own and now with a few avengers to add to the list. Morrigan had always seen them from afar or seen them in the gym. Especially Steve Rogers. She had watched him spar constantly and couldn’t help but be impressed. She would often find herself going back to the punching bag and go back for another round.

She smiled to herself as she thought back to the last time when she heard her name being called. Morrigan kept walking but turned back as she rounded the corner.  It was first mistake because the next thing she knew Morri ran into what felt like a wall. It was too late when she realized it was none other than the man that she had been thinking about. “Oh goodness, I’m sorry…Oh Captain Rogers…” She bent down and tried to make heads or tails of her files. Her face flush with embarrassment.  

@frozenandhandsome

thepiratehero:

bewitchingbeauty-morrigangilbert:

thepiratehero:

bewitchingbeauty-morrigangilbert:

thepiratehero:

@bewitchingbeauty-morrigangilbert wanted a Random Starter and gets The Pirate Ghost. 

Killian knew that eventually someone else would show up at the house. It was only a matter of time. Though he couldn’t tell if this woman was just curious and trespassing or if she was the new owner. She didn’t currently have any baggage with her, but that didn’t mean she didn’t  buy the house and was just checking it out. She wouldn’t be the first if she knew the houses history.

A brow rose as she walked in and he closed the door behind her, not allowing himself to be visible just yet. He wasn’t sure he was ready to show himself to her. But he was curious how she would react or if she believed in ghosts in the first place. 

Morrigan sighed as she straightened her dress and pulled her newly acquired keys from her pocket. It was a beautiful home on the edge of Storybrooke that overlooked the ocean. She couldn’t possibly know what made her choose this place but it just called to her. Made her calm and steady. Morri unlocked the large wooden door and stepped over the threshold. 

She ran hand over the cloth covered couch and tried to imagine what she could do with the place. Morrigan took a deep breath, one that she felt like she had been holding for awhile. A wave of relief came over as she leaned against the couch, a tear running down her cheek. “finally…”

Killian was used to people coming and going at the house. It wasn’t the first time an owner came along intent on living in the house. He wondered if the woman knew the stories that were told about the house. If people had told her that the place was haunted. If she even believed it. 

He moved towards her, a brow furrowing when he noticed the tear on her cheek. It seemed odd. And he couldn’t quite understand why she would be crying. He leaned against a table nearby, knocking a lamp to the floor. That had actually been unplanned. But he still looked over to her to see what her reaction was, not revealing himself, at least not yet. 

Morri felt a chill for a moment as she wiped her face. momentary lapse in feeling. she let out a sigh and a chuckle. Brow furrowing as she did, before moving again. She jumped when she heard the crash. a lamp. Did I do that? She thought. It didn’t sit right at first. She had heard the rumors about the place and sure every place had it’s skeletons but it was part of the charm, right? 

She went to the kitchen and peeked around seeing if there was a broom  and a bucket. Opening the cupboard, she found the broom and brought it back out to sweep it up. “You know, I hate to tell you this, but this is my home now.” Morrigan said to the air. It was silly but she smoothed down her skirt and picked up some of the shards. 

Killian raised an eyebrow when she jumped at the sudden lamp falling to the ground. And then she went to grab a broom to clean up. What he didn’t expect was for her to address the spirits of the house right away. Most people ignored them and tried to consider logic for what was happening.

So it was at that moment he moved to sit on the couch, putting his legs up before revealing himself to her. “This house belongs to no one, love,” he replied as he leaned against his arm.

Morrigan was knelt on the floor and sighed heavily. Her heart heavy as she gathered and tossed the shards in the trash. She jumped as she heard a deep smooth voice. Morri felt only of the shards slice her hand and hissed as she turned in the direction. “ Who are you? and why are you in my home?” She didn’t recognize him and yet his face was familiar. Where did she see him before? Holding her hand, she watched him carefully waiting for his answer. 

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Ashley Greene

Valentine’s Day RP Meme

rpmemedumpster:

Symbols:

send 💝 to give my muse a box of chocolates

send 🌹 to give my muse a rose

send 💕 to ask my muse out on a date

send 💍 to propose to my muse

send 💋 to kiss my muse

send 💧 to find out that my muse was stood up on their date

send 💿 to give my muse a romantic mixtape

send 🎶 to serenade my muse

Starters:

“Wow is all this chocolate really for me?”

“Aw, you shouldn’t have. Really. You shouldn’t have.”

“You don’t think a literal truckload of roses is too much?”

“Will you be mine?”

“Happy Valentine’s day! Here, I got you this.”

“So, do you have a date tonight?”

“Love stinks, what do you say to a night in? Just you, me, and all the ice cream we can stuff in our faces.”

“I love you, I love you more than anything.”

“I know it’s cheesy but I wrote you a poem.”

“This is the worst day of the year.”

“Sorry but I’m allergic to strawberries.”

“Love is in the air.”

“Maybe I’m only in love with the idea of being in love.”

“Look at all those happy couples, fawning over each other. Disgusting.”

“This Valentine’s day I’m treating myself. I don’t need anybody else.”

“I’m so nervous about my date tonight. Maybe I should just cancel and say I was sick.”

“You’re the best boyfriend/girlfriend/datemate ever.”

“You ready to hit the stores once all the leftover candy gets discounted?”

“I couldn’t get reservations, are you alright with pizza instead?”

sexual tension sentence starters (part two)

splattermemes:

as requested by anon. A (cruder) continuation of this meme: ( x ). More angry sexual tension starters here ( x ). Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

Angry

  • “Is that so?”
  • “Stop glaring, sweet cheeks. I know you want me.”
  • “Go fuck yourself. And let me watch.”
  • “You look angry. How about you take all that energy and put it to good use?”
  • “Look at you, all smug. It’s not like I jerk off to you at night. But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
  • “I can’t tell whether I want to make you bleed or moan.”
  • “I hate that you’re mad at me, but you look so hot right now.”
  • “Try and stop me.”
  • “You’re either leaving here with a black eye or a hickey. Your choice.”
  • “Fuck you! Or me.”

Flirty

  • “I’m really flexible…”
  • “Your girlfriend/boyfriend/partner/etc. must be really happy…”
  • “Wow, you’re really easy on the eyes.”
  • “You know, I don’t have a gag reflex.”
  • “Is there any way I could repay you?”
  • “You have really pretty lips.”
  • “Can you tie a cherry stem into a knot with your tongue?”
  • “You look great in this lighting. But you’d look even better in my bed.”
  • “Was my pickup line too cheesy? I couldn’t help myself.”
  • “You look tense..do you want a massage?” / “Wow, I totally need a massage right now.”

Awkward

  • “..why are you staring at me?”
  • “You have a–a really big–uh, brain.”
  • “So…how do I look?”
  • “You, uhm–kinda touched my–yeah..”
  • “*blurts out* Did you know that pandas only mate once a year?”
  • “I wasn’t watching porn!” / “I wasn’t jerking off!”
  • “Hey…c-can I…maybe..kiss you?”
  • “Holding hands/cuddling is nice, but…I was hoping we could do something else.”
  • “Oh, sorry! Were you changing?”
  • “*knocks head into (muse name)’s* Ah! S-sorry, I was trying to kiss you.”