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Alexander Janson, “Dreamer”, n.d.
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PROMPTS FOR STARRY-EYED SOULMATES *  assorted romantic dialogue, adjust as necessary
i feel drawn to you in ways i can't explain.
you're the one. do you hear me? you're it. you're the only one i want for the rest of my life.
you are the most beautiful person i have ever known in my life, and i'm madly in love with you.
i love you entirely. i love you completely.
i'll be here for you forever. i'll never leave your side.
do you believe we were made for each other?
i can't fathom a world without you. i never want to know what that looks like.
so this is what it feels like? true love?
we can't be apart. we can't exist without each other.
you came into my life and changed everything. i'm different now. better. you make me better.
i feel so overwhelmingly lucky to know you and to have you.
it's like we were made for each other.
from the very first moment i saw you, i knew. i knew you were the one.
do you believe in love at first sight?
i hope it always feels like this.
you have become everything to me. you are the most important thing in my whole life.
i'm so deeply in love with you.
i never believed in love until i met you. this made it real for me.
everything i've ever done, everything i've ever gone through... it was worth it. it was worth it to find you.
i waited a lifetime to find you. i'd wait a thousand lifetimes more.
the universe conspired to bring us together. i believe that.
you don't know what you do to me.
i crave the taste of your mouth like nothing else on earth. i need your kiss.
i swear to you right now, i'm going to marry you someday.
my atoms know your atoms. my body needs your body.
there's nothing i want more than to spend the rest of my life by your side, whatever it takes.
i admire the utter strength of you. you never fail to blow me away.
nothing will take me from you. do you understand?
i will never leave your side. i am meant for you. i belong to you.
every time you look at me, i lose control of my body, my lungs... i can't breathe. i can't think. i can't function.
come any closer, and i swear... i'll love you for the rest of my life.
not even death can take you from me.
stay close to me. hold my hand. cling to me.
i think i was created with you in mind.
you are simply the most beautiful person i have ever known. i can't possibly live without you.
before i met you, i never believed in a one true love. you changed that. you changed everything.
i'm speechless. you're remarkable.
i'm drawn to you. i've been drawn to you since the day we met.
there's not a single part of you i don't love with all my heart and soul.
you're my other half. my better half. i couldn't do this without you.
there aren't enough words in the english language to explain how deeply i love you.
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DUNE (2021) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary. suggested by lalamoon
it's good you're up early.
why do we have to go through all this, when it's already been decided?
if you want it, make me give it to you.
you look tired. more dreams?
there is no call we do not answer.
you put on muscle!
i would like you to take me with you.
can i trust you with something?
so you dreamed about stuff we all know about.
i dreamt about you.
i saw you lying dead, fallen in battle.
dreams make good stories, but everything important happens while we're awake.
i wish we could bring them all with us.
you don't think we'll ever come back?
i understand your impatience.
great leaders are raised in the mud, not around tables.
don't throw my words back at me.
i told my father i didn't want this either.
a good man doesn't seek to lead. he's called to it, and he answers.
i found my own way to it. you might find yours.
we have to be ready for anything.
don't stand with your back to the door.
i guess i'm not in the mood today.
you fight when the necessity arises, no matter your mood.
i have you.
will it be that bad?
you don't really understand the grave nature of what's happening to us.
the last of our ships have left.
to break a virtuous man, give him a burden too heavy to bear. a lesser man would drop it, but a good man will carry it 'til it crushes him.
get dressed and come with me.
what's in the box?
i must not fear. fear is the mind killer.
an animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape.
i will face my fear.
tell me about these dreams.
do you dream things that happen just as your dreamed them?
i could have died.
how does it feel to walk on another world?
how are you, old friend?
they were pointing at us. what are they shouting?
let's get you out of the sun.
if you mean to harm me, i warn you. whatever you're hiding won't be enough.
treat them well. these are friends.
i have so much to tell you.
that is all i have to say to you.
wait 'til you see. it's beautiful out there.
you're out of your mind! we're not going out there!
i knew you couldn't stay the hell away.
legend is a pretty word for a lie.
i think you're afraid it might be true.
how can i make my way if my destiny was written before i was born?
you have to sleep.
why not just cut their throats?
don't you dare touch my mother!
it's not safe for you here.
you're not coming with us?
one move and you die.
i would not have let you hurt my friends.
you chose the hardest way up.
i will not have them.
this will be an honor for you to die holding it.
this world will kill you.
do you yield?
this is only the beginning.
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Natalie Díaz, from “exhibits from The American Water Museum”, Postcolonial Love Poem
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"... Fair enough." Derward gave a low but genuine laugh at Felet's retort; something he hadn't felt since who knows how long. It was a wonderful sensation, but he'd learn (in just a few seconds) that having his hand held was even more wonderful.
"Not exactly... I mean, I would, maybe, talk about it with him, in theory, but... No... This is the extent of my love life, thus far... us, here, like this..." Jennings eyes fell ashamedly away from his fellow mutant's face, despite wanting desperately to study Felet further.
“You are exactly in a position to be picky.” Felet laughed. “We’re in a school, not a monastery.”
Felet shrugged, squeezing DJs hand gently. He wasn’t entirely sure why he agreed to a date. DJ was nice and sweet and cute. But he wasn’t a people person. Being locked up for 13 years would do that to a person. But Felet didn’t regret it.
“Are you talking to the professor about your love life? I’d die of embarrassment.”
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Owl monkeys By: Unknown photographer From: Disney's Worlds of Nature 1965
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bcntbouquet · 15 hours
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dropping any thread/s (@soulsuckrrs) I had with my oc, cohen; just not feeling the muse. also dropping the thread/s w. mateo & dj (@movierentals), and sarahi & evelyn (@sheiismother).
reminder that me dropping things does not = my interest in future threads. just need to clear out some of my drafts because they're beginning to pile up + i'm not feeling very well :3
edit: also dropping threads--
jody & ben (@scinglives), twos & violet (@timeguardians), dj & drunk!rocky (@smolcuriouskitten), daz & brianna (@timeguardians)
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paul atreides 🪐
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“Guess I’ll have to let you braid it someday, then…" With a small but encouraging smile, he clarified, "Someday SOON,” not wanting Ren to think he was just politely brushing her off like perhaps he had in their first days together.
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“… You can’t?” Derward was unsure of what to do with such information but his wife would be able to see it in his eyes, that he was touched by it.
While Dee could not have known about the late princess Rockelle’s mannerisms, he did get a sense that someone else was in the room with them when Renelle grabbed his face the way she did. Derward didn’t have any siblings, late or living, of his own, but he would swear he felt the love from his would-be sister-in-law even without knowing exactly what he was feeling, while he was feeling it.
“… I appreciate that, Ren. Not yanking on anything of mine would be a very good start…” Gaze went crossed as he watched her place a kiss upon his nose.
“I didn’t expect you to have your eyes open,” he breathed sincerely, lips pursing in embarrassment. “Please, feel free to volunteer stories of your own childhood, if you’re tired of mine,” he said, voice (and eyes) returning the tease.
“I’ll go on ahead then… You can come in whenever you’re ready… Just make sure you open your eyes enough to watch your step…” Derward looked at her, hoping to glean her mood, smiled, touched her hand tenderly, then left for the spacious green quartz pool and glinting marble walls of the palace bathhouse.
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Water-friendly furniture dotted the shallow end of the bath, consisting of a sectional sofa and a pair of wavy, awning-topped loungers (mostly serving as a safer alternative to lazing in the deeper end).
Waiting for Renelle to show, Derward laid parallel along the middle of the sectional, a steaming towel over his face—Nothing but several inches of water over the rest of his body—as he waited for Renelle to show. He hadn't anticipated actually falling asleep in this time, but here he was. When next he awoke, he would be unaware of how many seconds or minutes had elapsed.
Renelle looked surprised when he questioned her on wanting to braid his hair. "Of course I do! It looks fluffy and nice! I wanna put little braids in your hair." She chirps, keeping a soft smile on her face. She thinks back to when he did pull her hair, grabbed her shirt and yanked her hair, his fingers got tangled in her curls, and he laid on her hair as he was asleep one day. She forgave him for those few times he did do it as it was an accident and a malicious act was unheard of from him.
"I still didnt complain! You kissed my forehead both times and apologized profusely, I couldnt stay mad at you if I tried." She responds, tilting her head as he asked her to join a bath with him. Her eyes widened and she turns red in the face. "U-uh.." She mumbles, thinking back to the first time she seen his elephant trunk. It was weird looking, so she poked it and messed with it. Thinking it could come off like a detatchable skin stick, it ended with him screaming and guards bursting in and laughing at them both. So embarassing.
And here he was asking her to bathe with him? What if it ends the same way? What if hes mad at her about it? Oh god, she doesnt want to think about it! Then he reassures her and begins to ramble about the bath and how he isnt mad at her. For all this time she thought he was mad but...he wasn't. If it was possible to fall harder for someone, she just did.
Slowly approaching, she held his face in her hands and gently squeezes his cheeks, her way of gently asking him to shut up. Something her sister did when she had a bad rambling episode. "Hey. I...I would love to join you in the bath...I promise I wont yank on your...Your uh...udder. I learned that it isnt pleasant." She said, tilting her head as she looks at him, planting a kiss on his nose. "I might have my eyes closed for most of the time...But at least it gives the attendant a break from your rambles about the kingdom and childhood stories." She teases, planting a few more kisses on his nose.
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EMMA. (2020) dir. Autumn de Wilde
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“… No…” Kip scoffed, sounding suspiciously like a school kid saying ‘duh’ when he feared, internally, that the other child might be correct. “It’s just to hold him so he doesn’t get away in the meantime… Besides, one wave of your prissy little pinkie finger and they’d have to believe me…”
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“Right. What I said.” He muttered a reluctant YOU’RE WELCOME in response to her pathetic thanks. “See, I know you enough to realise that you habitually call my judgement into question just to be an ass..." A brief moment's pause and Kip then quipped: "Are we still absolutely sure you're not related to Bromley?"
Bromley was the Estephe matriach's personal butler who had recently retired from buttling but still came around to the manor on occasion as a close friend of the family—Too, he was frequent (if avuncular) challenger of the young master's will. The latter activity was still very much a part of Bromley's résumé.
"Just a thought but maybe less twerking would beget less stalking? Or maybe more clothes, less stalking... Again, just a thought..." Having finish up with the rope, Kip now worked to heave the unconscious criminal upright, sitting him in a desk chair.
“Well, if he passes away from blood going to the head or… not going to the head… We-We might actually raise suspicion,” he stuttered explanatorily, giving a gulp once the body finally thudded out of his grasp. “What? Guy... weighs more than he looks…”
The woman was annoyed with this situation beyond belief. The thought of a human protecting her when she is a witch made her so mad. All because some idiot tried to off her during a concert, thank god she didnt have to play dead and none of her staff was harmed. When the public learned about this, they were pissed to know she had no security team.
"Its a requirement sweetie. You need a bodyguard." Onyx told her amist the tantrum she threw and dodging a few objects that were thrown. "Do you realize how stupid it is for me a witch to rely on a human?! God forbid if something happens to them, then thats a liability!" Rockelle hisses and Onyx dodges a glass being thrown. "Your fans dont know you are a witch. Why do you think they worry for you?" Onyx calmly responds and catches the glass being thrown at her. "Put the claws down kitten, its already in motion rather you want it to be or not."
And that was it, now shes stuck with Kip. Somehow, they managed to find a stalker she had, which she let them handle. Thats what she paid them for after all. Her attitude was mean towards Kip but imagine being followed around all the time and see how chipper you would be. The only place she got some privacy was the damn bathroom and even still, he had to stand outside like a guard dog! Ugh!
When he grabbed the stalker, using his strength and size to overpower them, she watches him. Both in awe and in judgement due to the comments of his mom. Great way to intimidate them Kip, great job. She doesnt flinch when he punches the stalker, looking at him on the ground, clearly knocked out. A roll of her eyes as she handed him some rope she already had for something else she was doing. "Dont you think tying them up would raise suspicion more than letting the police handle it?" She flatly responds, stepping closer to the stalker, snatching the picture of his hand.
"This isnt even a good picture of me. Men, such simple minded creatures. They might take you away but me? A poor defenseless smaller woman whose a starlet scared for her life, they wouldnt even look my way. I can vouch for you, just....shut up and wait for the police." She continues, leaning against the wall, ripping up the picture, putting it over their head.
"Oh. And thanks. I guess." She said, not looking up at him, adjusting her robe.
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☠ ― 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠. (𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠.)
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"Um... hello?"
"Sorry, I didn't see you there!"
"Wait, do I know you...?"
"Is anyone there?"
"Please, pretend you know me."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude."
"It's nice to meet you."
"Your name is ___, right?"
"You look a little lost."
"Do you need some help?"
"I don't mean to stare..."
"Hi, my name is ___!"
"Whoa, where did YOU come from?"
"What's your name?"
"I feel like I've seen you before..."
"Wow, I just realized we've been talking for a long time!"
"You must be new around here."
"I've heard about you."
"I've been meaning to introduce myself properly. I'm ___."
"Sorry, that was a stupid question."
"Are you okay?"
"I'd like to get to know you, if that's alright."
"You remind me of someone."
"I like talking to you!"
"Wow, you look SO cool/beautiful/handsome/etc."
"I was hoping I would run into you."
"H--hey! Be careful!"
"You're friends with ___, right?"
"Let's go for a walk."
"Maybe we could... start over?"
"Do you want me to leave?"
"I hope I didn't scare you."
"Hey, could you help me?"
"No WAY, it's YOU!"
"How long have you been here?"
"You're not exactly what I expected."
"Who are you?"
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rules: bold which trope you prefer ( or, in some cases, maybe just hate the least ! ) out of each of the following pairs:
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slowburn or love at first sight
fake dating or secret dating
enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers
oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence
hurt / comfort or amnesia
fantasy au or modern au
mutual pining or domestic bliss
smut or fluff
canon-compliant or fix-it
reincarnation or character death
one-shot or multi-chapters
kid fic or road trip fic
arranged marriage or accidental marriage
college romance or middle aged romance
time travel or isolated together
neighbors or roommates
sci-fi au or magic au
angst or crack
apocalyptic or mundane
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who wants to (patiently) explain the fools day boop phenomenon to me? I didn't experience it, so I don't understand any part of it --- Fundamentally, a blog getting a boop doesn't make sense to me xP
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Reblog  this  post  to  let  your  followers  know  you're  fine  with  being  tagged  in  random  starters.  Additionally,  reblog  this  post  if  you're  all  right  with  being  sent  old memes,  no  matter  how long ago you reblogged them.
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@smolcuriouskitten // closed starter. kip & rocky.
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"That lady you were stalking... That's right, flyaway brains, HER..." Kip slammed the sneaking man against the wall, pinning him by the collar.
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Using a free hand, Kip motioned to the thumb-worn photo of Rockelle that the stalker had on hand. It was full of kiss marks. "Well, I find her a lot more irritating than I do even you, so you can imagine my temptation to just let you go and do your creepy little things but my mother wouldn't like that very much, and when my mother doesn't like something, she really doesn't like it—And when she really doesn't like something, you really won't like her—And that means you really won't like me, 'cause I'm the one she sends to do her butt-kicking for her, so that leaves with you two choices—Hard way NOW, or harder way, LATER—capiche?"
But rather than actually wait for the creep to choose, Kip punched his lights out, pulling his fist away with blood at the knuckles. He kicked the guy’s ribs just to make sure he was still out, then moved a couple feet away to grab the phone from the wall.
“Simmonds, make yourself useful and get me some cord for the wrists and ankles… Cops are on their way, but knowing how things are, they’ll take their good natured time to get their asses out this way…”
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