thenightmareofyourdrems

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4-Word Sentence Prompts

Part I An assortment of prompts and/or starters using only four words. Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

“ I don't need you. ”

“ Celebrate while you can. ”

“ It was too much. ”

“ I'm so, so sorry. ”

“ Let me love you. ”

“ Where have you been? ”

“ Why am I here? ”

“ I would love to. ”

“ I tried but failed. ”

“ You'll never forgive me. ”

“ I want to confess. ”

“ I will protect you. ”

“ You don't deserve me. ”

“ I don't deserve you. ”

“ You are safe here. ”

“ You choose your fate. ”

“ I have lost control. ”

“ I don't recognize myself. ”

“ You are to blame. ”

“ You lack the skills. ”

“ Be still, don't move. ”

“ Yet again you lie. ”

“ You are so beautiful. ”

“ Take it off. Now. ”

“ Look at you now. ”

“ Shoot before it escapes! ”

“ You can't do this! ”

“ Please don't leave me. ”

“ Please leave me along. ”

“ Worship me or die. ”

“ Bow before me, peasant. ”

“ Did you make this? ”

“ I can't believe this! ”

“ You are my villain. ”

“ You are my hero. ”

“ I don't take sides. ”

“ Run, don't look back. ”

“ My life is perfect. ”

“ Don't lie to me. ”

“ When is it over? ”

“ What is this madness? ”

“ Cut loose, have fun! ”

“ I hate you all. ”

“ I love you, dear. ”

“ You drive me crazy. ”

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                   ˜”*°•.     Youth .  Shouldn’t  youth  feel  infinite ?  Filled  with  dreams  and  hopes ?  Shouldn’t  time  look  eternal ,  as  if  it  were  abounded  with  thousands  of  years  that  couldn’t  even  touch  them .  Time  should  have  been  on  their  side  -  it  shouldn’t  be  troubling  them ,  it  shouldn’t  be  a  whisper  in  the  back  of  their  heads .  In  the  silence  of  her  unspoken  statement,  though ,  the  bitter  reality  lurked  too  visible  to  ignore ;  one  way  or  another,  he  was  going  to  lose  his  mind,  and  when  he  did …  it’d  be  all  over.  All  their  dreams,  all  their  plans,  all  their  desires  and  wants .  They  could  only  try  to  get  as  much  of  beauty  as  they  could . 

His  arm  wrapped  around  her  back ,  keeping  her  close  -  yet  how  could  it  be  that  no  amount  of  closeness  felt  enough ?  He  could  spend  the  rest of  his  life  like  this  -  sitting  there  with  her,  watching  the  sunrise …  The  life  he’d  always  dreamed  about,  yet  a  life  he’d  feared  he’d  never  taste .  At  her  words,  he  felt  his  heart  beating  a  bit  faster  -  he loved  her,  he  really  did.  He  loved  everything  about  her,  every  moment  they  spent  together,  everything.   And  at  that,  he  kissed  her  -  the  distance  never  enough,  never  quite  close .   It  still  took  a  moment  to  process  what  came  next,  though  -  sell  the  inn ?  leave ?  ❝ Go  where ?  ❞  They  were  building  a  life  there  ,  a  stable  life  -  why  would  she  want  to  risk  everything  out  of  a  sudden ?  ❝ You  know  I  would  do  anything  that  makes  you  happy ,  I   am  just  surprised.   ❞ 

As soon as he sat down, she moved, indicating for him to open his legs. As soon as he did, she sat between them, her head against his chest, her body melting against his like this was where she belonged. And a part of her felt like she indeed belonged here, with him. She wasn't known as an affectionate woman, but with him, it was effortless; she felt an overwhelming desire to be close to him, to have skin-on-skin contact whenever possible. "You'll always have a place with me." She said as she looked at the sunrise.

After a few minutes, she said, "I always thought I wouldn't be able to care this deeply about anyone again. But I do. And I want to spend the time we have together before...." She let it trail off a little, not wanting to say before you go mad, instead continuing, "I want to spend that time as best we can." Lanfear looked up at him, her hand going to his jaw to guide his eyes towards hers. "I would like to sell the inn and go traveling. See the world. With you."

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Send " ❗❗❗ " for your muse to suddenly and unexpectedly kiss mine.

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today is not the day either

Sorry for my silence, I've been extrmeely sick for two days straight but i think i am getting better and tomorrow shall deliver stuff

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                   ˜”*°•.     Peace .  This  was  something  that  he’d  never  thought  he  would  find  again .  Him  channeling ,  completing  Moiraine’s  mission,  something  that’d  looked  like the  end .  He  could  still  remember  the  feeling,  after  all  -  a  feeling  so gorgeous, so  fulfilling,  yet  so  terrifyingly  blinding .  He  was  losing  control .  The  fire  in  the inn,  that  murder …  Selene  was  not  afraid  of  him,  though,  she  hadn’t  sent  him  away,  she  hadn’t  thought  of  him  as  a  threat,  and  this ?  It’d  only  given  him  another  reason  to  keep  on  trying.

At  her  words ,  a  smile  formed  on  his  lips .    ❝ Wouldn’t  say  no  to  such  a  beautiful  lady . ❞  He  responded  -  tone  half  joking ,  half  flirting .  No .  Selene  was  indeed  beautiful  -  but  there  was  also  so  much  more  to  her. She  was  understanding,  she  was  accepting,  she  was  fiery,  she  was  more  than  he  deserved.  He  took  a  seat  beside  her,  put  his  hand  on  her  own.  ❝ You  know,  when  I   left  the  Two  Rivers,  I  thought  I  would  never  find  something  good  again . Somewhere to belong. ❞  And  yet,  here  was  everything  he  could  ever  ask for;  a  stable  life,  a  woman  that  made  him  feel alive, happiness

Rand, her darling Rand. She was falling for him, and she might already have fallen for him. And not just because he had Lews his soul or was extremely powerful. It all helped, of course, but the truth was that she enjoyed his company. His naivety, the way he looked at everything with wonder, how he could make her laugh, and how he was willing to do everything in his power to keep the people he cared about safe. And he was very easy on the eyes as well.

She had already felt his arrival, but didn't let him know she had; instead, she only looked up when he spoke, a soft smile appearing as she moved a little, patting the space next to her. "I would love the company of such a handsome man. Come sit down, and watch the sunrise with me." Selene looked at him with an amused glint in her eyes as she took a sip of her water, before offering him some as well.

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄.    (  an updated collection of  lyric + action prompts originating from the works of grandson.  mature themes present: politics, violence, drug use, etc. feel free to adjust as desired.  )

money isn't always what it seems.

i love you, i'm trying.

it's more fun to be unaware.

one false move, you're a kennedy.

my ego follows me wherever i go.

aren't you fed up yet?

it isn't that much, but it's a good start.

i spent my last dollar on a motherfucking cab.

they lie about some greater good.

the drugs don't work anymore.

there's a cold wind blowing... i'm just warning & preparing you.

i've got a secret i need you to keep.

my heart keeps fucking up the motherfucking plan.

nobody really cared, so it never really mattered.

i wanna feel something, 'cause all that i got is nothing.

get down on the ground, don't even make a sound.

tell me what you're trying to hide.

i was try'na feel like a rockstar.

now presenting: a horror story or a happy ending.

i'm still trying to find my identity.

you don't have to hurt anymore, didn't you hear? the war's over.

i thought it would all be great when i got older.

how do you get in the mind-state to kill?

try to wash my hands, i'm never gonna get them clean.

i was living in the moment, searching for a little serotonin.

do you have enough love in your heart to get your hands dirty?

i became a version of myself i don't like.

you have been forewarned.

we are not alone ... can you keep a secret?

i just wanna fuck my hand up through the wall.

i trust my feelings & then i still get burned.

do you love your neighbor? is it in your nature?

i've been living on the run, now.

you don't wanna get that much closer.

guess that i'm stuck with this shit.

we might not make it 'til the morning.

they made up a reason behind closed doors.

is this what you wanted?

i'm just trying to get used to these changes.

i've got nothing to say.

if i speak too loud, then my voice might crack.

don't know how i'm gonna take much more.

how the hell is everybody on autopilot? they make it look so easy.

everybody knows somebody with something to hide.

look at how we've all grown up fast.

i never get to sleep at night.

i just wanna be optimistic.

beg me for forgiveness.

i never thought it'd come to this.

this isn't as fun as they claimed it'd be.

i got my bags packed & i'm ready to go.

i'm done playing games, so i'm going down in flames.

we made this bed, i guess that we lie in it.

everything's exhausting.

i'm pathetic, i know.

we both know i'm lying.

what's the point in fighting for a happy ever after?

self-sabotage is the only way to find clarity.

tell me, what's your life worth?

is there anybody out there that's paying attention?

i'll be back with the setting sun.

don't even hiccup, or i'm emptying a round.

it never really mattered, so it never really happened.

i gotta get out of this town somehow.

it's too late for me, i should've learned earlier.

just color in the lines, & you'll get it like they promised.

maybe someday all this will make sense.

if i could switch on a count of three, i would do it. but i'm stuck here with me.

took the shit to numb the pain, but it came with side effects.

step one, gotta find a way to get the fuck out of bed.

the bad's been slowly getting worse.

the people aren't happy.

i'm homesick, & i miss my mama.

i was getting high in the bathroom.

i'm watching everybody i grew up with move on.

how many last chances will i get?

shout into the void, & the void shouts back.

tried medication & therapy, it only seems to help temporarily.

i wish there was someone else i could be.

i think it's time for a change.

i'm sick of being underrated.

idle hands are the devil's best friend.

thinking about it, i get whiplash.

tell me, what's the point in living in a world so unforgiving?

i never meant to hurt nobody.

i'm sick of this pretend alternative.

if i had only one call, would you pick up?

what's a dead end to a dead man walking?

every day, every night, i would trade it in a heartbeat.

look me in my eyes, tell me everything's not fine.

everybody's fake & they won't quit talking.

i know i should face it, but i'm running.

i'm isolated & overstimulated at the same time.

i need a savior, but if not me, who?

the hole in my soul keeps wracking up debt.

my life's falling apart, but i love it.

maybe just ignore it, it'll go away.

i'm done playing games.

the day the youth might listen is the day the youth grows old.

speak now or hold your breath.

on the day that i lie still, i'll still have taxes & i'll still have bills.

tell me one damn thing i don't already know.

nobody from back in the day can get ahold of me now.

what's the point of living without you?

i don't like who i'm becoming.

beg me for mercy, admit you were toxic.

how much can i ask for before you walk out that door?

these thrills feel hollow. i'm so obsessed with success.

i think about it, & i get whiplash.

better step back from that open door.

i want it so bad, it takes all control of me.

i made a best friend out of the skeleton in the closet.

i don't know how to heal myself. shit, i don't even know if i'm still myself.

when you're gone i'm back to blue.

i don't know why i'm running away.

will this ever be enough?

the shot was loud & the flash so bright.

i just wanna be a rockstar with a million people following.

i always end up back up at the start.

give me a reason to believe you.

give me one reason i shouldn't go & end your life.

guess i gotta die to get my celebration.

i couldn't do nothing, i never saw it coming.

SCENARIOS / ACTIONS.

in a sudden outburst of anger, sender draws a weapon on receiver.

sender & receiver, strapped for cash, decide to commit a robbery.

during a struggle over a weapon, one muse is gravely injured.

our muses have an emotional fight stemming from jealousy.

sender shows up at receiver's house unannounced, looking haggard.

our muses slip away from a gathering to smoke a joint.

sender approaches a bedrotting receiver, begging them to get up.

sender comes back to enact revenge upon receiver.

our muses speed down the highway with flashing lights in the rearview mirror.

sender finds receiver dangerously wasted at a party.

sender is discovered by receiver in a state of extreme agitation.

sender intends to assassinate receiver, & enacts their plan.

receiver finds sender sitting at a rainy bus stop, alone.

one muse owes the other money, & they come to collect.

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Gran turismo was added on netflix and i watched and ahhhhhhhhh imma scream somewhere

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                   ˜”*°•.    Silly.  She felt silly, crying like this—falling apart over something that should’ve ignited rage instead of this... pitiful ache. But the fear was louder. That voice, that damn voice, crawling under her skin, whispering over and over like a broken record:   You’re meant to be alone.  You’re too much.  You’re too loud.  Too broken.  Always have been.  And she couldn’t shut it up.

She tried, pressing her nails into her palm hard enough to sting, to drown it out with pain, with distraction. It kept talking. Louder. Harsher. Laughing, maybe. Was it laughing ?  At the other’s words, her head gave a tiny nod, mechanical, disconnected. She sniffed. The tears kept falling. Disgusting.  Pathetic.  N o.  She wasn’t a child begging for approval.  She was Jinx.  Jinx didn’t need anyone.  Jinx didn’t care. If they liked her, good. If they didn’t—  Well.  Let them rot.

Let them all rot.

The voice laughed again.

And this time, maybe—maybe—she laughed with it. Just a little.  ❝ Thank  you . ❞  Came  the  words  quieter  now ,  and  she  pulled  back .   ❝ But  why ?  I  just  don’t  understand.  Why  do  you  keep  wanting  to  help  me ? ❞

It should have troubled her,  how much Emily saw a part of who she used to be in this turmoil Jinx was storming through. Like she was a storm she had no control over. The look in her eyes should've made Emily feel apprehension. All it made her feel was protective.

Jinx throws herself into Emily's outstretched arms and she nearly stumbles back from the sudden force of contact. She's stronger than that though, holds her ground and catches Jinx in her arms, holds her tight against her chest. Emily clutches her close, slowly lowers them so they're knelt closer to the ground, so she can gather Jinx further up into her arms like cradling a small child. One hand rests atop her head, the other curled as far around Jinx as she can reach to hold her securely. If Jinx were to come apart in her arms, she'd hold her together until all the pieces fit again.

       ❝ You won't be, ❞   Emily whispers against her hair. Her eyes close as she lays her temple close to Jinx's, breathing steady.   ❝ You're not alone, Jinx, and you're  never gon'a be  alone, got it? ❞   Be it Emily herself or anyone else that come and goes from Jinx's life...   she won't let her be alone as long as she can help it.

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                   ˜”*°•.    For  a  brief  moment ,  he  hesitated  -  she  was  right,  though .  Time  was  running  low ,  and  the  longer  he  took  to  speak ,  the  worse  it  would  be  for  everyone .  He  needed  her  -  she  was  the  only  person  that  could  help ,  and  if  he  was  to  change  his  mind ?  Simply  walk  out  of  this  room ?  His  hours  would  be  limited -  he  was  in  jeopardy,  and  this  was  something  that  he  knew  well. 

❝ It’s  a  small  statue . Well ,  a  key  in  the  shape  of  a  statue . ❞  He  explained .  Truth  was,  they  weren’t  entirely  sure  what  lied  inside  of  it,  yet  assumptions  had  been  made .  This  man  had exploited people in need, though.  Hadn’t  they  been  right  to  try  to  uncover  him ?  To  expose  him ?  Give  everything  he’d  stolen  back ?   ❝ He’s  gotten  people  fatally  killed  by  making  them  work  in  his  factories.  They  are  getting  exposed  to  dangerous  chemicals,  we  just  wanted  to  punish  him,  were  to  show  the  world  what  he  kept  inside  the  vault,  how  their  lives  were  feeding  his  pockets. ❞ 

it wasn't like she could make promises: maeve knew better, had faced enough loss   &&   grief   &&  horrors to know the true danger of wrong words. she didn't want to set him up for even more hurt than loss alone might ensue. but, at the same time... he needed something. needed an anchor to keep him from floating away within his own panic, anything that might keep on offering hope even as his world seemed to burn to ashes. peoeple - no matter how smart or talented - were fragile thing.

"I don't know, jack." sigh echoed with true honesty, pushing her hair from her face as she shrugged. "you came to me. you know I'll do what I can to help... and you know I'll do what I can to get you a good deal. I've never been cruel, have I?" her humanity was always such an undeniable part of her, a softness that life hadn't quite managed to crush out of her no matter how many ribs it's efforts had cracked. "time isn't on your friends' sides, and I still need the full context to be able to work anything out. trust me to do my best, yeah?"

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༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

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                   ˜”*°•.     His  mind  was  still  cloudy—the  pain, the  disorientation—making  it  impossible  to  think  straight.  What  were  they  supposed  to  do ?  Moiraine  couldn’t  channel,  couldn’t  heal  him  with  a  mere  wave  of  her  hand. The  idea  of  spending  days in  this  bed ?  He  knew  better  than  to  think  they  could  afford  it.  Still ,  he  didn’t  dare  to  disobey  her  command  -  and  quite  honestly ?  his  body  thanked  him  for  the  decision,  too .  Instead ,  he  watched  her  -  eyes  on  her , yet  mind  elsewhere .  What  had  happened ?  How  had  he  even  ended  up  near  the  outskirts ?

❝  I  had  gone  for  a  walk . ❞  To  get  some  air  -  this  was  something  that  he  could  recall .   ❝  I  heard  a  scream  and  went  to  see  if  everything  was  alright. ❞  He  continued  -  a  small  wince  as  he  tried  to  make  himself more  comfortable .  ❝ There  were  these  men ,  saying  something  about  the  woman   being  a  monster .  They  wanted  to  kill  her  and - ❞  This  was  where  everything  had  gone  downhills .  It  was  ridiculous  to  think  about  it  -  just  how  useless  he  had  felt  at  the  moment .  How  the  One  Power  refused  to  cooperate  with  him ,  how  he  could  channel  only  when  saidin  itself  decided  that  the  time was  right.  ❝  I  don’t  know  if  I  save  her . ❞ 

what   happened?    silence,   on   her   part,   had   seldom   denoted   ignorance   —   rather,   it   bespoke   a   reluctance   to   reveal   what   she   knew,   for   whatever   reason   she   might   hold   close.   there   was   ever   a   reason.   this   time,   it   was   she   who   had   wished   to   ask   the   questions.   she   had   merely   hoped   she   might   do   so   —   though   the   gash   upon   rand’s   head,   among   other   wounds,   had   cast   doubt   on   even   that.   all   such   hope   now   lay   buried,   entombed   beyond   recollection.   but   for   one   fleeting   instant,   when   his   eyes   lit   upon   her,   she   might   have   believed   he   was   almost   glad   of   her   presence.

❝    i   found   you   unconscious   near   the   outskirts   of   the   foregate,   ❞   moiraine   said,   her   tone   level,   as   she   seated   herself   at   his   side.   ❝   do   not   rise,   ❞   her   tone   issued   command,   as   her   keen   blue   eyes   swept   over   the   bandages   she   had   hastily   applied.   in   those   moments,   she   had   felt   a   fool   for   the   arrogance   aes   sedai   often   bore   ;   no   need   for   blades,   no   need   for   herbs,   no   need   for   more   than   the   one   power.   still,   she   knew   enough   to   tend   wounds.   her   own,   most   often...   it   was   something   she   had   grown   accustomed   to,   yet   sitting   beside   one   in   need,   unable   to   offer   healing,   left   her   achingly   aware   of   what   it   meant   to   be   a   bird   with   clipped   wings.   who   could   say   what   had   struck   him   down?   &   she   could   do   precious   little,   either   to   ease   his   pain   or   to   shield   him   from   the   next   blow.   

❝   you   don't   remember   anything?   anything   at   all?    ❞

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                   ˜”*°•.     Another  broken  timeline .  Another  hopeless  journey .  He’d  thought  it  could  work  out  -  that  perhaps  staying  in  this  timeline  would’ve  been  possible,  a  temporal  break . Destruction  had  once  again  emerged,  though .  Fire,  death,  disaster  -  why  did  it  always  happen ?  Why  couldn’t  he  for  once ,  be  in  a  place,  where  peace  prevailed.   Why  couldn’t  he  get  away  from  the  Apocalypse ?  No .   Instead,  he  would  drag  it  with  him  -  condemning  everyone  he  cared  for  to  a  neverending  torture .

Five .  Her  voice  was  distant  in  his  ears .  His  eyes  heavy ,  the  desire  to  simply  sleep,  irresistible .  Would  it  really  be  so  bad ?  To  embrace  the  end ?  To  accept  defeat ?  Don’t  leave  me  alone .  He  couldn’t .  He  couldn’t  just  die  knowing  she’d  spent  possibly  years  on  her  own .  He  couldn’t  just  abandon  her,  when  this  situation  was  also  his  fault .  No .  They’d  made  this  mistake  together  and  they  were  going  to  survive  from  it  together . 

He  opened  his  eyes ,  the  headache  punishing  the  abrupt  move ,  yet  he  ignored  it .  They  had  to  leave  before  the  whole  building  collapsed  on  them .  Before  they  shared   the  same  fate  as  everyone  in  this  timeline . ❝ We  need  to  go . ❞  He  then  said,  barely  managing  to  stand  up,  stay  still.  Everything  was  spinning  around  him,  but it  didn’t  matter  ;  they  had  to  find  some  place  safe .   

Chaos. Destruction. The end of the world. Did it always have to end like this? Agony, in flames, buildings crumbling. Everyone just… gone. Like something straight out of a goddamn nightmare. It hurt to breathe, lungs struggled to find clean air amidst the smoke and ash, burning as Lila forced back her coughs, trying not to hack up a lung. A sign of weakness, vulnerability — she needed to make sure Five heard her, understood her crystal clear:

There’s nothing here, there’s nothing we can do.

❛ No ,  she  is  my  sister ! ❜

Denial the first reaction, anger entangled, with such ferocity Lila took a step back emotionally, tactics switched… genuine softness the forefront. To her, this is simply a world ended, catastrophically done, finished beyond repair. Nothing salvageable. This was where her emotions turned off, sympathy and empathy practically non-existent. Lila didn’t have a family, had no one to rely on but herself her entire life, mum more of a teacher than a real one, and couldn’t fathom the shock and pain Five was going through.

❝ Five — ❞ We have to go was what she’d wanted to insist, firm yet gentle, but her tongue was lead, and if she hadn’t been blindsided by his emotions actually showing she might’ve noticed the bricks falling around them, might’ve been the one to keep Five safe. With an oof! all the wind was abruptly knocked out of her, stars dancing in her eyes on impact and mingling with the clouds of smoking rising to the sky an orange haze.

Unharmed otherwise, few scrapes on elbows and knees, slight gash across her hip… but she couldn’t say the same for her savior. Shocking to think he’d actually saved her. Inches apart when they’d landed in Five’s hasty action. ❝ Five —? ❞ Shit. Okay, knee too a little bruised, causing her to limp over. ❝ You okay? C’mon, don’t leave me alone here — not here! ❞ It’d happened so fast, had the bricks knocked him out cold? Was he dead?! ❝ FIVE! ❞ Suddenly, strangely, Lila was beginning to realize her attachment style and need for another… in the midst of the apocalypse.

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                   ˜”*°•.     It’d  all  happened  so  fast ;  the  attack ,  the  channeling,  Lanfear  seeing  him ,  everything .  Panic  had  set  in  deep  -  the  fear  of  losing  her,  stronger  than  he’d  ever  imagined  it  to  be .  He  cared  for  her  -  and  the  idea  of  hurting  her ?  of  ever  spending  a  life  without  her ?  It  was  one  he  hadn’t  realized  the  lengths  it  terrified  him  to.  However,  she’d  accepted  him .  She’d  embraced  that  side  of  his  -  even  showed  him  that  she  was  no  different .  And  this ?  It’d  only  made  him  love  her  harder .

It  was  still  early,  when  he  woke  up  -  yet   the  other  side  of   the  bed  was  empty .  He  stood  up ,  walked  quietly  towards  the  door  in  an  attempt  to  find  her .  She  was  sitting  there,  dressed  in  his  coat  and  covered  with  the  blanket.  For  a  brief  moment ,  he  merely  watched  her  -  admired  her .  How  many  times  had  he  lied  to  both  himself  and  her  that  she  was  nothing  but  a  replacement ?  A  means  to  being  with  Egwene  without  actually  having  her  there ?  And  yet,  now  that  he  was  looking  at  her ,  the  only  person  he  could  think  about  was  Lanfear  and  nobody  else .  ❝ Maybe  you  would  like  some company ? ❞    

@thenightmareofyourdrems / rand.

Last night, she had told him she was a monster as well. That she could channel the one power as well. Of course, there was more to tell; she should tell him that she was actually Lanfear, one of the chosen. That she was his former soul bearer's lover. Over 3000 years ago. But she couldn't tell him that. Not yet. He wasn't ready yet. That he now knew she could channel was already something big.

At first, he was scared, but as she channeled and showed him that the one power could also be used for pleasant things, he became more open to it. She knew he still had questions for her, and she had a story ready. No lies, just some half-truths. She didn't like to lie to him, so she didn't. However, she didn't mention some things and kept things from him. She was sitting outside the cabin on some cushions with a glass of water in her hand, only wearing his jacket around her body and a blanket from inside over her. She just needed a bit of space and time to think things over.

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ANTAGONISM — MEETINGS

"Still mad?" "Missed me?" "Get out. Now." "Who let you in?!" "Why are you here?" "What do you want?" "Read my lips: no." "You don't scare me." "Hey, put that back!" "You are not welcome." "Move out of the way." "Don't be like that..." "Don't test me today." "Do you mind? I'm busy." "Don't come any closer." "Showing your face again?" "You expect me to apologize?" "I won't say it again: leave it." "You know I can't let you in." "I don't trust you to behave." "You being here is bad enough." "Have you nothing better to do?" "I thought you didn't trust me?" "I don't wanna deal with this…" "I'm not here as a favor to you." "Are you still holding a grudge?" "Your presence befouls this place." "Is there a… reason you're here?" "I didn't expect to find you here." "I should just kill you right now." "What more could you possibly want?" "Do you mind getting out of the way?" "Don't you have hobbies or something?" "You're threading a dangerous line…" "What? No open arms, no welcome back?" "Cut to the chase — why call me here?" "Do they just let anyone walk in here?" "How did you… the doors were locked!" "You're not sorry, don't even pretend." "You've chosen a bad day to bother me." "Come now, no need for such hostility." "Do you find amusement in harassing me?" "You being here is enough to ruin my day." "I don't care, you need to let me through." "You should have killed me… but you didn't." "So… standoffish. Am I not allowed to visit?" "You better have a good reason for ignoring me." "Here, I brought you something!" *Middle finger.* "Seeing your face sour at the sight of me is funny." "Is that what I am to you? An annoyance? A pest?" "Were you expecting me? What a… warm welcome." "No. Whatever you're about to ask, the answer is no." "Do you just think it's funny to get me into trouble?" "You think you can just walk in here after what you did?" "I'm not going to be intimidated into letting you through." "Doesn't matter what you say, I'm not doing you any favors." "You'll forgive me for being curt, but please, leave me alone." "Grow up. We can hate each other's guts and still do business." "I won't be held responsible for what I do if you don't get out of my face." "Isn't it funny that I'm right here and you can't do anything to me right now?"

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                   ˜”*°•.     Punch  him .  Oh ,  what  he  wouldn’t  give  to  punch  him  in  the  face .  He’d  met  a  lot  of  frustrating  people  in  his  life,  yet  Negan  was  by  far  the  one  and  real  winner  of  the  title .  He  looked  at  him  for  a  moment  too  long  trying  to  resist  the  temptation  to  roll  his   eyes .  He  was  sure  his  expression   already  said  it  all ,  after  all ;  hostility  and  disdain everything  that crept  into  it .

❝ Yes,  very  humble  too . ❞  He  commented  -  a  shake  of  the  head  only  adding  to  the  disapproval . ❝ My  place  is  to  make  sure  people  don’t  die  because  of  plans  like  yours . ❞  Maybe  he  hadn’t  been in  this  place  for  long, maybe  he  didn’t  even  know  when  those  damn  archangels  or  whatever  the  thing  that’d  brought  him  there,  would  decide  that  this  sick  joke  was  over,  he  wasn’t  going  to  walk  around  being  anyone’s  obedient  bitch,  though.  And especially not  his .  ❝ Look,  I  understand  you  have  an  ego  problem,  but  hear  this  amazing  term  out  and  pay  very  close  attention  to  it ,  too ;  cooperation . ❞  He  knew  things,  Negan  did ,  too ,  so  if  they  put  these  two different  knowledges  into  the  same  plate,  maybe  they  would  have  a  chance  to  survive  from  those  freaks.

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My last exam is on thursday and then i can be a responsible writer again

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injury/hurt prompts bc reasons

feel free to specify who is receiving the actions [ sew ] for one muse to have to stitch up the other [ fix ] for one muse to mend a dislocated joint [ alone ] for one muse to find the other trying to treat themselves  [ drugged ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re delirious [ bullet ] for one muse to help the other after they get shot  [ lacerate ] for one muse to get stabbed while protecting/working with the other  [ broken ] for one muse to have broken a bone(s) [ scream ] for one muse to wake up because the other is having a nightmare  [ comfort ] for one muse to stay the night with the other after a hard day  [ wake ] for one muse to wake up to the other at the side of their hospital bed  [ sleep ] for one muse to sit by while the other is unconscious in a hospital  [ nurse ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re sick [ appear ] for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured

“  just let me help you.  ” “  shut the fuck up and sit down. you’re bleeding.  ” “  it’s fine— nothing i haven’t dealt with before.  ”  “  hey, you can talk to me.  ” “  shh- lie back. you’re safe now.  ”   “  you need to stay still.  ” “  how the hell did this happen?  ” “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “  that isn’t ‘just a scratch’.  ” “  stop being such a baby and let me finish cleaning you up.  ” “  i need you to stay awake for me okay? keep your eyes open.  ” “  if you die on me i’ll bring you back to life and kill you myself.  ” “  for once in your goddamn life, let me take care of you before you make it worse.  ” “  you’re hurt because of me. the least i can do is fix it.  ” “  i’ll be okay. i promise.  ” “  a little help?  ” “  i just need a few stitches and i can’t exactly reach.  ” “  i’m fine, i just need a moment.  ” “  no hospitals.  ” “  you need a fucking doctor.  ” “  you need to slow down.  ” “  you’ll be no help to anyone if you run yourself into the ground.  ” “  you have to sleep eventually.  ” “  stop fussing, i’ll be fine.  ” “  shit, okay fuck that actually really fucking hurts.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  i feel so cold.  ” “  i can’t feel my legs.  ” “  i don’t…i don’t wanna go yet.  ” “  what the fuck happened to you?  ” “  who the fuck did this?  ” “  you’re clearly not okay so stop bullshitting me.  ” “  fucking hell.  ” “  i need help. please.  ” “  i swear to god i’ll kill whatever bastard did this.  ” “  if i die, i’m gonna haunt your ass.  ” “  it’s not that bad, chill the fuck out.  ”