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PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE *  inspired by this post. these don't have to be romantic - you can specify romantic or not when you send them. in essence, these are simply intimate, affectionate moments to share with someone you love and care about. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ shop ] sender and receiver go to the grocery store together

[ brush ] sender brushes receiver's hair

[ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it

[ necklace ] sender helps receiver with the clasp of their necklace from behind

[ zip up ] sender assists receiver with zipping up a piece of clothing

[ unzip ] sender assists receiver with unzipping a piece of clothing

[ shoelaces ] sender bends down to tie receiver's shoelaces

[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off

[ braid ] sender braids receiver's hair

[ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver's shoulders

[ puddle ] sender hurries to stop receiver from stepping into a puddle

[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen

[ feed ] sender feeds receiver's pet/s for them

[ cook ] sender and receiver cook a meal together

[ feed ] sender allows receiver to try a bite of their dish, holding their fork out for receiver to taste

[ teach ] sender, an expert at something, takes time to teach receiver how it works and how they can get better at it, too

[ readjust ] sender comes up behind receiver and readjusts their stance (maybe holding a gun, holding a golf club, aiming for something, etc.) to help them

[ makeup ] sender fixes receiver's makeup for them

[ bathroom ] sender and receiver go to a public restroom together and have a normal conversation in between the stalls

[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver

[ refill ] sender refills receiver's glass without asking

[ massage ] sender notices receiver looks tense, steps up behind them, and massages their shoulders

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about

[ silence ] sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different

[ food ] sender brings food over to receiver's house

[ hum ] sender hums along to a song receiver is singing

[ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it

[ admire ] sender stares at receiver across a room, silently admiring and appreciating them from afar

[ win ] sender lets receiver beat them in a game

[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle

[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in

[ kneel ] sender finds receiver sick in the bathroom ("tossing their cookies"), and kneels beside them, holding their hair back and cleaning their face

[ clean ] sender helps bathe receiver

[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair

[ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds

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&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

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VARIED MUSICAL SENTENCE STARTERS .

" what is this feeling , fervid as a flame ? " " there's a strange exhilaration in this total detestation . " " i will be loathing you my whole life long . " " you are just too good . " " how do you stand it ? i don't think i could . " " i just want to tell you , i'm on your side . " " i can't believe i'm stuck with you all summer . " " i bet you don't wrestle , hunt or box . " " you look conceited . " " what a total bummer . " " so happy you could come . " " so happy to be here . " " this is not my idea of fun . " " we'll join our lands if this arrangement clicks . " " i think we've got a deal . " " i haven't packed or washed my hair , and i get seasick ! " " is that respect you're showing ? " " if you make me kiss your hand again , i swear i'll be sick . " " this really isn't fair . " " i think you really sort of like me ; fess up ! " " i can do much better , i am sure . " " you're so immature . " " i need a little help here . " " i'm a bunch of broken pieces . " " i'm running out of hope and time . " " i'm lost without you . " " you don't have to be scared you're not enough . " " i don't need you to fix what i'd rather forget . " " you and me . that's all that we need it to be . " " you're everything to me . "

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" ah, yes, well while tea is not on the cards we can still catch up. after all, we have eternity to get comfortable with each other again. " not that edwin would ever not feel comfortable around his brother. their parents, perhaps, he would feel some discomfort. but nothing he could not work through. " i do not remember the taste of tea but remember enjoying it. it was given to us a few times at school during the winter months. " his smile grows soft at mentions of his brother's proclivities and profession. " i would not have done much better. i had ambitions for detective work or a profession just as studious. and...they did not care for my more effeminate manners. i would love to read your work. so to...see people like me in stories of great adventure. " a gentle way to explain that he fell on the side of the spectrum of romance that did not include women.

they both have lived such interesting existences. though edwin is sure some of his secrets run rather on the sad side of life. he can only hope that oliver has lived a life he is proud of. one that made him happy. they did not have to please their parents. instead they could simply be who they are.

" i would very much like that, oliver. feel free to stay here if you wish. after all, my home will always be open to you. charles will not mind either and we do not sleep so there is no impropriety regarding sleeping arrangements. "

Knowing that Edwin wanted to write to him but in the end he couldn't because of his death made something in him scream. But then again he calmed down as he realized that at least his brother got to know himself better even in the afterlife he was glad, " ah if only we could have tea so we could catch up, like adults did in our time, I grown quite fond of that habit while speaking with friends " he lets out a sad chuckle shame they couldn't taste anything now "well I'm not sure father and mother would agree on the respectable bit, since I became a fantasy writer and you know how they despised writers who did not write history or useful scientific books, and even more if they were uhm....about queer people ...", he almost whispered the last part and quickly fake coughed.

He really wanted to know about his brother's detective adventures it really seemed like quite an interesting job and seeing he had friends with him almost felt like was warming up which was impossible since well obvious reasons. Oliver missed so much of his brother's life that now he felt like there was not enough time to properly get to know each other as grown adults well he was not sure if he could call Edwin an adult, but considering he spend a few decades in hell and another few on earth as a ghost should he? .

" I'm very happy for you of your new life, and you know um I, I think I might stay a while I mean not here but I'll be around if you ever want to hang out some time to catch up and stuff..." .

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vulnerability is something they keep close to their chests. the less people see through the charade the less they could be hurt. edwin recognises a lot of himself in the showy feline even if it manifests in different ways. while edwin slips into the background the cat king steps into the limelight. two different reactions to the same reason. " crystal can often be rather inelegant in her explanations and she knows little of what she would compare it to in order for it to make a lick of sense to me. i am surprised you do not own one of those television machines. or if you do i am unsure of what it looks like. "

it's a surprise to hear such honest feeling from the feline. it comforts edwin. " it is not your fault. had she not known she'd have most likely figured out my relation to hell in another manner. if you had not intervened with monty's deception i would have most likely told him. " a sad thought but one he has had before. " in a way i most likely would have ended up on that table once she realised that i am not so easily discorporated. " the tone has shifted. perhaps the cat king is...embarrassed? edwin doesn't know the difference in emotions that has occurred. " are you quite sure? i do not have any plans that would require me to leave. from what i am told many find it comforting to have another with them when unwell. "

That was something they shared in common as well. And it's what made Edwin easy to read -- and perhaps the same went vise versa. Not that the cat king is too enthusiastic about that particular part. And as Edwin speaks he's reminded of the years the ghost had spent in hell. Something the feline still can't begin to fathom. " It should be easier with someone actually living and young on your little team though, no? And of course there's me. I stay tuned in, despite my years. " It's an attempt at keeping conversation light.

But he can feel the weight of it when Edwin speaks on how long it'd taken him to recover. " I hate that she did that to you. " Hates that he'd been the one to spark such an idea in her by saying too much. Hates that he'd hesitated helping Crystal and Nyko when they came asking for help. But he'll hold that close to his chest. Head turns away. " I should get some sleep. You don't have to stay here. I feel a little better. Thank you. " He feels worse but he appreciates the time.

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edwin has experienced very little time dead without his best friend. while having died decades earlier his on earth experience had been only the brief interlude between clawing out of hell and charles' death. now, this is the longest they have been apart. " my mind keeps returning to the worst outcomes and i cannot fathom the idea of charles no longer being on this realm. he deserves his afterlife with death, sure. but...i fear i have tainted him. "

THERE'S NO JUDGEMENT OR ANGER COMING from Derek. He gets it - they've all been there - in that place where you're worried for the people you care most about. "C'mon kid, you're alright. Just hold it together a little longer and we'll get Charles back before you know it. I promise."

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" i am not...comfortable, when it comes to emotional outbursts. i apologise that i made you feel as if your own was an overreaction. it was not. you are allowed to feel as strongly as you do. i believe crystal refers to my responses to highly emotional situations a trauma response. i am working on correcting such actions. "

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Me: *looks at crime scene pictures while having lunch*

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he just wants to know. it cannot be any good reason. after all, clearly souls could be removed from hell by death. she came for simon but left him to rot. left him to run. to die. to be torn apart over and over until he clawed his own way out of hell. but the lost and found department must know something.

even if it is news he wishes not to hear.

" how so? "

the words strike him and for a moment he feels hands against his wrists. a gag within his mouth. mary-ann. they saw it as nothing more than the ordinary. a chosen and true sacrifice despite how it was never meant to be real. a prank, nothing more. simply a ploy to scare him leading to his own life being ripped from him by sa'al.

thirty more years he was expected to suffer for something he had no choice in.

" why? i did not choose to be sacrificed nor did the boys who did such a thing expect their joke to become reality. we knew nothing of demons beyond that which the bible spoke of. how could it be seen as ordinary when the fact i matched what the ritual required was mere happenstance?! " as he speaks the anger grows. if charles were here he's sure the other boy would have hit something by now. it isn't fair.

" i was kidnapped from my bed and murdered and i was sentenced to be punished for a hundred years? it makes no bloody sense! "

eye contact maintained, considering carefully; she shouldn't say, really. confidentiality and all that. but then, confidentiality doesn't matter much when he is the subject of the file, right? plus, asa's not exactly thrilled with the department at the moment. what does she care if she upsets the higher ups? not like they hadn't upset her plenty, as of late. . .

". . . not exactly."

in fact, the file alone makes no mention of the technicality in question. hence why she'd been so stunned to learn of it; the night nurse might detest paperwork, but she's good at it. she'd never have missed something like that, even if it had been tucked away in the fine print.

"simply put, it says you were t'be held there for 100 years, then reallocated. all the written evidence suggests it's a simple case of ritual sacrifice, not something we need to. . . investigate further. . ."

she trails off, looking away, almost sheepish. she's not going to be very forthcoming on it, but it has been playing on her mind.

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in all their years together there has been a pattern of charles throwing himself in front of every attack aimed at edwin. as if he is a shield and not the boy who edwin cares for more than anything. more than his fear of hell. without the other he would be lost. forever wandering the halls of the school they were murdered in.

some part of him fears violence. so much of his afterlife was pain. was limbs ripped from his form and unseeing but familiar eyes rolling down a hallway at him. if he were to cause such harm it would taint his already bloodied soul. charles protected him. he could wield a weapon and come out clean. the intentions different. but edwin could defend charles. he wanted to defend charles.

" it has been many years since i have fenced but it would be a weapon i am not picking up from nothing. " his skills had been rather poor but the rapier would be easier to wield than anything else. " i do not know where we would keep a rapier. after all, i am not one to always have a weapon to hand. unless it would reside in your backpack? " that thought warms him. the idea of his rapier next to charles' beloved bat.

edwin rolls his eyes but there's no heat to it. " you do have talent with your swords. the skills i assume are transferrable. i would not dare do such a thing. however i would not be surprised if you knock over something. " a little shit smile lights his features.

          charles  was  sure  he  didn’t  need  to  remind  edwin  that  he’d  do  plenty  of  things  that  ‘disregard  his  own  safety’  if  it  meant  that  edwin  didn’t  come  to  any  harm.  and  he’d  do  it  time  and  time  again—going  to  hell  included.  charles  knows  he’d  go  back  in  a  heartbeat  if  he  had  to  if  it  meant  saving  edwin  again.

          still,  on  the  off-chance  that  didn’t  happen,  the  point  still  remained.  being  good  at  fisticuffs—charles  can’t  stop  his  lips  from  twinging  upwards  into  an  amused  smile  at  that  word—or  not,  some  form  of  physical  defense  was  needed.

          “ what’s  that  now ? ”  charles  asks,  interest  piqued  at  the  mention  of  fencing.  somehow,  despite  edwin  not  being  the  sporty  type,  charles  could  envision  it  all  too  well.  “ well,  that’s  perfect,  mate !  we  just  need  to  get  you  one  of  those  thin  swords  and  go  from  there. ”  he’s  already  making  training  plans  in  his  head.

“ you’ll  need  someone  to  practice  with,  of  course,  but  i  could  do  that,  couldn’t  i ?  just  as  long  as  you  don’t  poke  my  eye  out. ”  as  if  he  weren’t  already  dead.  but  he  was  starting  to  suspect  that  he  would  be  able  to  feel  that,  at  the  very  least.

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somehow he feels as if she will call for him in a way he cannot deny. a way that will drag him from the safety of his known. something that would destroy him. warp him perhaps. it feels as if the shoe hasn't dropped. as if they are waiting for the guillotine to descend across the nape of his neck.

" right. " he just wants their lives to be normal again. or, as normal as the lives of dead boy detectives could be. not...this. ah. the orange cat that seems to have caused some strife among those who care for him. he takes the cat and it settles curled against his chest with a head on his shoulder. the purr is quite audible. " thank you. i am aware that you must have better things to do than comfort me. "

The endless having a particular interest in anyone should concern them, he's sure it doesn't happen often though. But Edwin was special, it's why the Cat King found himself so interested in him as well -- in a very different way though. And he acknowledges concern with a nod of head, appreciates it, but he might do it regardless.

A pat is given to the ghost's shoulders then. "Lets not worry about that right now. You want to relax now. Get away from that stuffy little office and all that crap, right?" He nods at his own words in response. "You want to hold a cat?" A pause as one passes by and he picks it up by the scruff while still holding it's bottom for support. "Look it's your friend." The orange one. There's a slight glare given to the other feline though.

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If I were to perhaps want to run a DBDA Curse Of Strahd Campaign would people want to be involved? I have ideas for how I'd make it work.

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🐝  *  ―  𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  why did you have to leave me?  ❜ ❛  how could you do this to me?  ❜ ❛  i trusted you!  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry, but i can't do this anymore.  ❜ ❛  do you even care how much you hurt me?  ❜ ❛  i'll never stop fighting for us, no matter what.  ❜ ❛  i don't know if i can forgive you.  ❜ ❛  i never thought i'd feel so alone, even when you're right here.  ❜ ❛  please don't go, i can't handle losing you too.  ❜ ❛  you were the one person i thought i could always count on. why did you have to let me down?  ❜ ❛  did you ever even care about us? about me?  ❜ ❛  i wish i could hate you for what you've done, but i can't.  ❜ ❛  why do you always have to play games with my feelings?  ❜ ���  i never thought saying goodbye would hurt this much.  ❜ ❛  every time i close my eyes, all i see is the pain you've caused.  ❜ ❛  why do you insist on tearing us apart when we could be so happy together?  ❜ ❛  i'm tired of pretending everything's okay when it's clearly not.  ❜ ❛  i don't even know who you are anymore.  ❜ ❛  i need you to understand how much you mean to me.  ❜ ❛  i'm scared of losing you, but i'm even more scared of losing myself.  ❜ ❛  why won't you let me in? what are you so afraid of?  ❜ ❛  you were my world, and now everything is falling apart.  ❜ ❛  how am i supposed to trust anyone after what you've done?  ❜ ❛  i can't go through this heartache again.  ❜ ❛  why did you leave without saying goodbye?  ❜ ❛  how could you say something like that to me?  ❜ ❛  you've always had a way of making me feel worthless.  ❜ ❛  don't you dare walk away from me when i'm talking to you.  ❜ ❛  please, just tell me the truth, even if it hurts. i can handle it.  ❜ ❛  i don't know how to fix what's broken between us anymore.  ❜ ❛  you're not the person i fell in love with anymore.  ❜ ❛  just hold me and tell me everything will be okay, even if it's a lie.  ❜ ❛  i trusted you, and you betrayed me.  ❜ ❛  i never meant to hurt you, it was never my intention.  ❜ ❛  i've given you everything, and it's still not enough.  ❜ ❛  why do you always have to make everything about you?  ❜ ❛  why did you do it? why did you betray me like that?  ❜ ❛  i miss you ... more than words can say.  ❜ ❛  you're the best thing that ever happened to me, and i'm scared of losing you.  ❜ ❛  i'll always be here for you, no matter what. just please don't shut me out.  ❜

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i am basically 100% headache right now. From austin!!

" have you tried one of the many medicinal aids that have been invented? such things would ease the pain i am told. in my time we tended to opt for cocaine for such ailments. "

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random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 11

you’ve been such a pain in my ass.

you’re the most fascinating person i’ve ever known.

can you stop needing to be the hero here?

people don’t just disappear. 

we are saying goodbye. just not to each other. we’re saying goodbye to everything else, our old lives.

everything that kept us safe is gone.

i would rather prepare for the worst before the worst happens.

i am basically 100% headache right now.

you’re the only one who ever let me feel normal.

maybe i suck too. i just don’t know how yet.

i’m not choosing anyone. i’m choosing work over play.

doesn’t it feel like everyone wants us to be someone we’re not?

a sleepover? am i invited?

it has to be you. you’re all we’ve got.

you know me. we know each other.

it’s called keeping up with the times, asshole.

but fuck all of you, and i mean that.

people don’t usually follow my lead, if you know what i mean.

there’s nothing wrong with us.

i want your point of view on things.

you’re killing me. you get that, right? that’s what you’re asking me. to die for you.

i’ll follow your rules. that’s all you get.

i’d love to trade witty one-liners with you.

you’re the worst. you know that, right?

today is the first time in my life that feels like the right time.

there is a point to everything. there are answers.

god doesn’t just play games with people for fun.

the sun just keeps coming up every day, and you can’t cry forever. 

you have to have hope, don’t you? because who knows. maybe tomorrow.

you don’t get to decide what matters.

a lot of what’s happening is us being scared, and alone, and bored. so we do scary things to each other, we hurt each other. 

it’s like she wants to turn the whole world upside down.

who’s been there for you more than me?

bullshit. we’re not the same person.

you didn’t pick me. because you didn’t think i belonged.

if i had to pick anyone in the world when things got bad, i’d pick you.

this isn’t about us. this has nothing to do with us.

there is no us. because of everything.

i love you. i know i don’t always show it, but i do. i love you.

the universe does not care about your love life.

i’m not sad. i’m pissed off.

you say too many things you don’t mean.

i’ve thought a lot about dying. i’ve gotten used to that. but i don’t like to be afraid.

sometimes when i’m angry, i want to hurt people.

i’m worried that i’m not real.

all you can do is have an advantage, and this is mine. it’s all i have.

what i did is not the worst crime in the world.

given everything, can’t i get a tiny break?

why? what’s so special about me?

are we going to fight each other over food? that’s fucking crazy.

you can live wherever you want, just not with me.

we should get some food, before it’s all gone.

what if things don’t go back to the way they were?

don’t give me a fucking speech. you have no idea.

i guess i can learn to get along with a few more people.

what’s so hard about being honest with yourself?

it’s been ten days. i’m not the same person i was.

if there are things that need to be done, i want to do them.

there are no sides anymore.

you’re the best decision i’ve ever made.

we’re the same. you have to stick with your own.

i’m scared, and i have to take care of myself.

i live in your shadow, and now you suddenly want to disappear?

you know that you’re the love of my life? and whatever comes after this.

if this is it, this is where i want to be. i mean not here, but with you. you’re where i want to be.

i was a different person before we fell in love.

thank you. for loving me. 

right now, we could use all the love we can get. 

you get scared, and you get mean.

is this how you want to spend the time you have left? always looking over your shoulder?

you’re giving me a headache instead of having my back.

it’s just, sometimes i know what i want, i just don’t know how to say it.

the only feelings that anyone cares about are yours. 

people keep dying around me.

i feel really lucky to have you. you’re my rock.

the end is none of your business.

i like you exactly the way you are.

i’m so sick of feeling different from everyone else.

after “fuck you,” i don’t have much.

i think about you too much.

i don’t think about you.

i’m not scared. i’m just realistic.

it feels like i’ve been starting forever.

no one cares about the best player on the worst team.

i’m tired of losing. i just don’t know what to do.

that’s hopelessly romantic. and this isn’t hopeless.

i haven’t been happy all year. why start now?

i’m sorry i can’t turn off my feelings whenever you want.

seems like everything i do hurts your feelings.

i care about you. i just don’t know how to prove it.

i like who i am in your eyes. i like how you see me.

i’m not sure i like myself in a relationship.

i’m way easier to replace.

when it ends, it’ll hurt.

the right thing is just to be here with you.

death is not beautiful, it’s final.

i keep failing everyone, and i don’t know what to do.

i don’t feel sad. i feel numb.

i ask people if they’re all right too much.

you never needed me. you needed someone.

i made myself sick to make you feel better.

this whole time i thought it was dying, but it’s living what scares you

you’re afraid to commit, and i need constant validation. 

you don’t belong here. not after what you did.

there is no mystery here. nothing to avenge.

i made a wish, and it came true, and i couldn’t take it back.

he was a bad person and a worse father. the world is better off without him.

you never know when to stop, do you?

you do whatever it takes to survive. or you die.

you think i didn’t try everything to get back to my family?

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" we are not taking a case at st. hilarions! " edwin will not subject himself or charles to that hellscape of a school again. the place that saw their murders as nothing more than unpleasant things to be brushed under the rug. an act of god and a prank gone wrong. any spirits remaining there could continue their rampages all they wanted. the agency would not step foot where charles had died and edwin is somewhat sure his bones are located.

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Every Charles Rowland Scene (1a/?)