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A/N: A LOT longer than I originally planned. I’m actually really proud of it.

Thank you for the compliment, anon ♥

It takes place in a world I’m creating for a book of mine. The country is Cladurune, and all but Nearon are towns/cities on the mainland. Nearon is apart of a really small island on just before the border to the countries at their east and south.

Pairing: Gender-Neutral! Reader x Male! Drider

Warnings: None? Reader has a half-elf cousin that is like a brother to them? isn't that a plus tho. Sorry for any typos, I tried looking it over but ran out of time.

Word Count: 2,874

(No mood-board because I couldn’t find anything just right)

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Life without a stable place to live was difficult, but you made it work. And Cornelius, the half-elf you were raised with since you were both still in diapers, helped a lot. He was technically your cousin, your aunt being his human mother, but you thought of each-other as siblings.

You were cleaning up the last of your supplies in the back of your caravan, one that you had inherited from your father, and Cornelius was tending to the horse. It was in your blood, being a traveling merchant. You father had sold different silks and cloths, your grandfather sold herbs, and so on. When you finally became of age, You decided to head out and follow in your fathers footsteps. Cornelius, having been rather clingy since he was four, followed without hesitation. He was a painter, and you were a doll-maker. As such, most of your products were dolls and paintings. You were fortunate, as many children and elderly liked to collect your products, so you made a good living. Recently, Cornelius had began to run out of paint, so taking a slight detour from your planned route, the two of you made way towards a smaller village deep into the forest you had planned on going around.

“We should reach Arkaley by first light if we continue straight down this path.” Cornelius called, climbing onto the back of Tuff, the big, strong, brown horse you’d bought when your first had ran off after a close call with a band of thieves.

“I’m ready whenever you are.” You chuckled, locking the box you stored your tools in, and deciding to settle down to read. With that, the caravan began to move towards the town.

As Cornelius had predicted, you hadn’t reached the town until late at night, Cornelius switching places with you around halfway. Upon reaching the town, you’d settled just outside of it for rest. Around midday, Cornelius had left to gather his paint supplies, and you made your way into town in search for silk. You’d need it for your next project, a doll of porcelain and soft shimmery hair. Though, after an hour, you began to become dispirited. It was highly possible such a small town didn’t have the materials, but you were hoping to find it before Friaport, a place known for their wealthy collectors. “It seems neither of us have had very good luck.” Cornelius laughed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders upon finding you sulking in the streets. The townsfolk were polite, but they didn’t seem to keen on helping strangers. It wasn’t unusual for towns like this, but it was definitely inconvenient. Cornelius was tall, with long reddish brown locks that he braided out of his face. His skin tone matched yours, although due to the Elven blood that ran through his veins, it seemed brighter and almost glowed. His ears were pointed, but not long, and if one wasn’t looking closely he would’ve looked as human as you. Though, his golden eyes were a big indication otherwise. “I saw a rather cute looking cafe a street over. Maybe we can ask someone there after lunch, mm?” He smiled, practically dragging you away without waiting for your answer. “I was rather hungry.” You conceded, picking up your pace to keep up with Cornelius’ long legs. The cafe was cute, you later agreed. Off to the side of a handful of shops, it had several flower bushes trailing along the outer wall and small wooden tables around the front. The walls were white in color, with a dark wooden roof and a small chimney. Upon entering, the smell of freshly baked bread welcomed you. It became apparent they were currently selling sandwiches, and you ordered the first that had caught your eye. Cornelius, ordering the same as you, albeit with some tea had paid and taken a seat at a window. You stood at the counter, watching the Orc woman calmly ready the tea, as a much shorter curly haired human scurried to get the sandwiches.

“Do you happen to know where we might find paint and silk?” You questioned the Orc when she had finished the tea. She set it in front of you nudging it forth before placing both of her hands upon the counter herself. She hummed, thoughtfully leaning her head back. “Osther sells silk. I don’t know about paint though.” She snorted, shifting her weight to the left. “That man can’t paint to save his life.” “You’re one to talk, Mu.” The human returned, offering you a polite smile as the orc turned and roughly ruffled their hair.

“The owner of the craft store is my mum. She would be the one to go for paint, but we haven’t received a shipment in a week. Apparently, the paths to Friaport have been on lock down.” The human informed you, setting the plate for two beside the tea.

“Friaport? That’s where we were heading.” You frowned. “Do you happen to know how long it’ll take?” “No.” Mu sighed, pointing back towards the wall behind her. As your gaze followed her motion, you noticed a board with several notices and news cutouts stuck to it. “They’re supposed to let us know, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they forgot about us. I’d say, another week at most.”

“Well,” You sighed, “Thanks anyways.”

During lunch, you shared the news with Cornelius, who suggested staying in the town for a while. You agreed, and the both of you split up afterwards. Cornelius, to tell the stable to extend their stay. And you, with the directions to find Osther that you had received from Mu in mind.

Well, you tried to find Osthers shop. But after the fifth turn, you seemed to have gotten lost. Feeling defeated, you decided that you would return the next day and try again. Picking the closest shop, which appeared to be a bookstore, you tried to seem as if you hadn’t spent hours roaming the (what you thought was) small town.

Behind the counter, tilting his head in your direction once you had entered, was a small Drider. Small, for his kind, but was still tall by human standards. His bottom half was made of thin legs and an elongated abdomen. Almost a yellow color, though still notably brown, his body was decorated with long rings and stripes of black that matched his short messy hair. He was a mess, in the middle of holding several books and keeping a hold on one that was larger than your, and his, head from falling off the tallest shelf. “J...” He starts to say, pausing to glance back at the book teetering just out of his grasp. “Just a moment please!”

Taking pity on the poor guy, you hurried over to take the books in his other arm. They were just as big as the one he so desperately rushed to catch after your aid, that you almost bent backwards to try and support them. “I’m so sorry!” The youthful Drider had just finished returning the book to it’s rightful place, spinning around to collect the books back. “It’s really no problem.” You reassured, “Are you the owner?” At your inquiry, he took a second. “Owner...?” “Of the shop.” “Oh!” He gasped, “No! I don’t work here. I’m just looking after it for a friend.” You nodded, smiling at him. You noticed he spoke rather quietly. “It’s nice to meet you. Would you mind me asking a question or two?” “That’s fine, I guess.” His voice seemed to get softer the more you spoke, but you paid no mind and stood aside as he continued to put away books.

“Great. I’ve been trying to find the shop Osther runs.” You told him, observing as the sirs brow furrowed and he seemed to get flustered. You wondered if the books were too heavy for him, as his arms seemed slimmer than your own.

“It’s... On the other side of town.” He clarified, bringing his now empty arms down and wrapping them around his torso in a makeshift hug. He wore a light tunic, one that scrunched up in the back against his abdomen. “Really?” You breathed. “I must’ve strayed farther than I meant to.” “I could...” He began, before trailing off. “Hm?” You smiled, looking into his eyes. He had four, two where yours would be albeit a bit farther apart, and a pair of smaller ones on either side of his petite nose. His lips appeared to be naturally pouty, and his cheek bones were high. You briefly thought on how it outshone your Cornelius, whose human heritage dented the ‘unearthly’ sense of beauty the man before you exerted.

“I was just going to suggest,” He anxiously laughed, “that I walk you back to the town center. You don’t have to agree though, you could probably find it on your own..”

“I’d appreciate that very much, thank you. When will you be finished?” “I’m done right now!” He abruptly exclaimed, the light copper colored flesh that seemed to catch the dim sunlight filtering in through the shop window darkening into a shade you enjoyed much more than needed. “I mean, unless you wanted to buy something first...”

“Mm, I might stop by tomorrow. Who knows, I might get lost again!” You teased, leading the way out of the building. The Drider stalled, before quickly following after you. His legs tapped the ground in the way you recognized as distinctly spider-like, the slight sway of his abdomen seeming exaggerated, and every so often he’d bring his legs together to create a soft noise before stopping completely. He’d apologize under his breath every time, but never met your eyes when you cast him curious looks.

Instead, he hastened his pace and took the lead, refusing to look back at you. Trying to make conversation, you introduced yourself and asked how long he’d lived in Arkaley. “A couple of years..” He vaguely answered, and for a horrible moment you started to wonder if you’d done something to offend him. But he slowed, matching his pace with yours, and glancing at you ever so slightly. “I was born in Nearon.”

“That far?” You were surprised. “That village is in the far corner of the country right? I heard Cladurune spent seven years trying to get it from the neighboring countries.” You mused. He nodded, shoulders relaxing subtly.

“I don’t know much about it, though. I was moved pretty early on.” He cast another shy glance at you. “If you don’t mind...Where are you from?”

“I was born in Ozryn, though my brother Cornelius is from Agoving.” You smiled. “What are you doing here?” He blurted, before stumbling over an apology. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it rudely, I just...” “It’s fine.” You laughed, “We’re traveling merchants. Just passing through.” “Oh..” At that, he frowned. “How..long?” “We’ll be stuck here for a week, I think. The roads are apparently shut down right now, so we’re planning on taking a break.”

It was quiet for a moment. “Will you be okay?” He broke the silence, looking at you completely for the first time since you began walking. “Financially, I mean.”

“Of course! We have quite a lot saved up for emergency stops like this, so as long as we make it to Friaport by next month we should be perfectly fine. Plus, someone here might want to buy our merchandise!” You assured him, looking straight ahead as you continue, “We’re set up just outside of the towns gates. If you want, feel free to stop by.”

“I will.” He answered faster than you expected, causing you to laugh by the determination he displayed. “I look forward to it then.” As you had finished saying this, you had reached the beautiful fountain that marked the center of Arkaley. “I guess this is goodbye for now.”

“You... You can stop by.” He stopped walking. “You know...Not just if you get lost.”

You smiled, taking a step towards him. “Thank you. Maybe you can take me to Osthers?” “I...I can!” He nodded, his soft skin never losing the vibrant color that decorated them. “And maybe to lunch?” You continued, squinting at him, amused. “I...” His voice broke, throat contracting as he swallowed heavily. “Yeah...I’ll...yes?” “It’s a deal.” You giggled, reaching a hand out to gently pat his heated cheeks before swiveling on your heels and setting course for the gates. “I’ll see you tomorrow!”

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The next few days went by much faster than you’d have liked. You spent a lot of time with Xivu, the drider you’d met so conveniently. He’d taken you to Osther, who owned the fabric store. He was a tall Minotaur, who upon noticing Xivu was accompanying you, had taken it upon himself to tease the poor drider relentlessly. You’d visit the bookshop frequently, often leaving with Xivu attached to your hip as he showed you around Arkaley. Neither of you parted until the sun was setting, and even then it was with great reluctance.

By the end of the week, you dreaded parting with the adorable drider boy, and Cornelius seemed to notice.

“You shouldn’t have gotten so attached.” He sighed one afternoon as he stirred a pot of soup. “You knew we’d have to leave eventually.”

“I know!” You whined, head in hands. “I couldn’t help it! He was just so sweet. Oh, you should meet him! I think I’m in love.”

The clatter of metal startled you, and the sudden jerking of your shoulders practically knocked the breath out of you. “Are you serious?” Cornelius was torn, and it shown on his face as bright as day. You’d never even considered dating before, so on one hand he was ecstatic for you. But, with your career, it would’ve been better if it stayed that way until you planned on settling somewhere for good. He knew you didn’t want that just yet, but who were they to tell this random man to wait until you were? “Uh..” You grasped Cornelius hands, peeling them from your shoulders. “Yes..? Maybe not completely sure, but I definitely like him...”

“It’s only been a week, let’s take a while to think on it longer. Okay?” Cornelius reasoned, slowly turning back to the soup. “You know what our lives are like. It’s not right to suddenly drag him along after only knowing him for such a short period of time. We don’t have enough to settle right now, but we can stay for another week or two.”

You’d known Cornelius for your entire lives, so even though by how reluctant he sounded, you could tell he was more excited about the possibility of you and Xivu then yourself. Nodding, you turned back to stitching the doll in hand.

“And..ask him if I could meet him in a couple of days.”

You laughed.

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A month, and you’d only fallen for Xivu more and more. It was obvious he was curious why you were still in town after the roads had cleared, but he hadn’t mentioned it.

You were sure by now. You wanted to be with Xivu, but knew you couldn’t live in Arkaley. Not right now, at least. The urge to travel was one much to strong, and your feelings for Xivu were still fresh and new. You didn’t know if they’d fade with time, but you did know you wanted to try.

“Cornelius, when are you two leaving?” Xivu asked, setting down his cup of tea and glancing at you nervously.

“I didn’t think you wanted us gone so much.” Cornelius laughed, leaning back in his chair. The three of you were having dinner at one of the bigger restaurants.

During the month you’d stayed here, you noticed few people stopping by Arkaley. You asked Xivu about it, because though the town was small it was near by big roads that were used frequently. He had explained, that because it was so close to Friaport, most people didn’t stop by unless they weren’t sure they’d make it, or unless they had an emergency. It was understandable, as from certain spots around town you could see the tall walls of Friaport City, the biggest on the continent, and possibly in all of Cladurune.

“That’s not it! I love having you guys here!” Xivu stammered, “I just...Well, Mina came back.” “Mina?” you asked, confused. “My friend that owns the bookshop.” Xivu smiled nervously. “And, well... She was gone for so long because she wanted to change the products she sold. I was the author of a lot of those books and now..”

“So you’re asking to come with us?” Cornelius crookedly smiled. “I don’t know.” “Please? Mina’s giving me a good half of the books, so I can sell those while I make more!” “If you’re really serious about this,” Cornelius cast me a glance,”We’ll have to talk serious. Let’s do business tomorrow, alright? All goes well, we’ll make some room and we can leave in four days.”

You couldn’t help but to reach over and grasp Xivu’s hand on top of the table, sending him the brightest smile you think you ever wore. “I really hope this works out.” “Me too..”

Could you write about a shy male drider? P.S. Your writing is absolutely awesome!!!

It’ll be up sometime tomorrow! Thank you for asking 🧡 it’s turning out a lot longer than I originally planned 😅

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Could you write about a shy male drider? P.S. Your writing is absolutely awesome!!!

It’ll be up sometime tomorrow! Thank you for asking 🧡 it’s turning out a lot longer than I originally planned 😅

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sneezysmonsterlovin · 4 years

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Masterlist

Just to keep things organized.

Aliens:

Alien Boyfriend, Yunko: Part 1, Part 2

Modern Monsters:

Harpy Boyfriend, Iseth: Part 1

Tiefling Boyfriend, Unnamed: Part 1

Drider Girlfriend, Cal

Buff Werewolf Girlfriend, Maz

Inktober 2019:

Day 1 Day 2 Day 3

#updated i think!

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sneezysmonsterlovin · 4 years

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Anon Requests Now Open! Sorry for taking so long, I couldn’t figure it out haha

#not writing #update

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sneezysmonsterlovin · 4 years

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Ok so, could you please write about chatting up/being chat up by a buff werewolf girl? Thx forever~~~

A/n: I somehow misread Werewolf as Orc so I had to re-write several parts ahahha. Sorry for the long wait, I hope you don’t mind, it’s christmas themed. I also didn’t know how to emphasize she was buff, so I let me know if it’s good. I’m actually really happy with this one. It might be a little rushed, I got a surprise visit from family and wanted to wrap it up quickly.

Word Count: 488

F Werewolf x GN Reader

Warnings: Nothing but domestic fluff really. Oh, But I’ve never chatted up, or been chat up before, most of my relationships were slowly eased into, and were friends first, It’s basically just flirting right?

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“Hey there, beautiful.”

Wide, gorgeous blue eyes turn to look at you in surprise. “What?”

“You know what this sweater is made of?” You giggled, tugging on the green, ugly Christmas sweater you’d recently bought. It was large, and made you look even smaller compared to the strong pretty woman in front of you.

“Wool?” She guessed, black eyebrows furrowing and lips pressing into a thin line. “No.” You leaned over the counter, mouth stretched into a wide grin. “Try again.” “...Cashmere?” She didn't get it, as oblivious as she was. Though, from the large grin that spread across her scarred cheeks, she didn't mind. Scars, that no matter how long you looked, seemed to make her even more adorable despite her towering figure. They curved from her left jaw to the inner corner of her eye, and were a little lighter then the rest of her skin.

You couldn’t help laughing, reaching a hand out to hold hers. The difference in size was almost comical, but it never deterred you. “It’s lover material.”

Maz stared at you, not blinking once. You would’ve thought she didn’t hear you, if it weren’t for the obvious dark tint spreading across her cheeks. “We’re already together, you nerd.” She snorted, lifting her spare hand to cover her face. “Yeah, I know. Thought you needed a reminder.” You continued to smile adoringly at your girlfriend. She was so pretty when she was shy, you thought. Pulling her hands away, she moved to cup your face, smile matching yours in pure joy. “You must be a banana.” She giggled, happily bouncing on the stool she sat on. You raised an eyebrow, reaching up to brush a strand of curly hair behind her ear. “Because I find you A-peeling.”

“Oh!” You burst into a fit of laughter, pressing your face into her hands. She laughed with you, cheeks darkening more and more. The laughter had passed, and you looked up at her affectionately. She hummed, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your forehead. “The cookies are burning.” She whispered. “What?” You gasped, jumping back to try and save the gingerbread men the both of you were making together. Biting her lip in amusement, Maz stifled her snickers as she watched her loving human. She stood, making her way around the counter to poke at your side. “What would you do without me?” You huffed, pulling the tray out of the oven. The corners were just slightly overcooked, but were otherwise edible. “If you weren’t here, I wouldn’t be so distracted by how cute you are.” You argued back halfheartedly.“Oh, so you want me to leave?” Maz pouted, wrapping her arms around your waist. “As if.” You leaned back into her embrace, gently setting the cookies down to cool. Maz leaned over and placed a soft kiss to the top of your head, basking in the warm domestic life she’d always wanted.

#monster x human #female monster #gn reader #Female reader #male reader #werewolf girlfriend #buff werewolf girl #christmas theme #christmas #domestic fluff #monster girlfriend

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Yeah we’re definitely the same person I accidentally posted this to my main account lmao

POST 6 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT YOURSELF AND TAG 10+ PEOPLE TO DO THE SAME

I was tagged by @cozycryptidcorner and I’m starting a new thread so as to not reblog a huge post. Here’s me.

I wrote a poem in kindergarten that got published.

I’ve been writing the same novel for fifteen years. I’ve gotten stuck. The disappointment from not being able to move past the block caused me to stop writing for seven years.

I draw, but I’m only really good a feminine portraiture.

When I was younger, my mom signed paperwork that allowed the U.S. military to use my medical history to teach field medics how to treat pediatric burns in war zones.

I want to go to school for forensic/cultural anthropology and take an interpretation course. If I can’t do those, I’d like to do something in the medical field that lets me work in a lab away from patients.

There are very few things I’m not willing to talk about. I will answer literally any question someone asks me. It’s very hard to embarrass me.

I’m tagging @severedreamerbeard, @crazycat-88, @lumberingleviathan, @sugary-mistery, @shekissesturians, @howtobangyourmonster, @envy-kitty, @alittlespicygay, @dont-call-me-a-faerie, and @ban23

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Also I swear it’s not because I’m lazy, I get hyped for requests and I don’t have a lot hahah

The requests will have to be on hold for a moment guys sorry, I really want to write them but Thanksgiving is the busiest time of the year for me. I apologize for the wait ^^’

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The requests will have to be on hold for a moment guys sorry, I really want to write them but Thanksgiving is the busiest time of the year for me. I apologize for the wait ^^’

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200 Dialogue Prompts

A/N: Not all of these are mine! A lot of them are though.

1. “You said that I’d get to have you all weekend. Why can’t you just tell them you can’t go?” - “Because it’s my job, and it’s important.” - “And I’m not?”

2. “You should sleep.” - “I’m not human, therefore, I do not require sleep.”

3. “I will protect you with my life.”

4. “Please don’t let me fall.” - “Never.”

5. “You’ll catch me, right?” - “Always.”

6. “You broke me and now you expect me to follow you out onto the battlefield? No. The answer is no.”

7. “I told you that I’d never leave you; I’m not going anywhere.”

8. “You take me instead, do you hear me? Give her back and take me instead.”

9. “Wait, something doesn’t feel right.”

10. “Did you hear that?”

11. “I almost just died and now you’re telling me that I’m a prophet of God? Are you sure you have the right person?”

12. “Stay here and don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

13. “Look, I know you’re a hardass, but can you play with my hair? It would really help.”

14. “I don’t deserve you.”

15. “Don’t tell me you’re fine, I can see the blood!”

16. “I’m sorry, but…I don’t remember you.”

17. “I wish I’d never met you.” - “No…you don’t mean that.”

18. “You know I hear you talking, but I still don’t have my coffee.”

19. “Do you want to know the hardest thing about having a soulmate? It’s not the separation in the beginning, not the endless nights lying awake, hoping and praying that someone was made for you. It’s…it’s the love. It’s too strong, and you can’t fight it. I’ve tried. Believe me, I’ve tried…but I’m always going to love you. And I need you to know that.”

20. “You would risk the lives of millions for one person? Why?” - “Because it’s not just one life…it’s yours.”

21. “This might sound selfish, but I don’t care about the world - I only care about you!”

22. “Was I just an easy scapegoat to you? Is that it?”

23. “No! Stay away from me! Stay back!”

24. “You must be mistaken - I don’t know who you are.”

25. “I need to know that you can trust me. Please.”

26. “I have these…powers raging around inside me, and I have no clue how to control them.”

27. “I need your help.”

28. “Take one more step and I snap her pretty little neck.”

29. “This is real. You’re real, I’m real. I need you to come back to reality.”

30. “You’re really starting to scare me.”

31. “I’m here for your protection.” - “I don’t need protecting.”

32. “Can someone please explain to me, in small words, why I’m being assigned to this mission?”

33. “Keep your hands over your ears, do you hear me? Even when the noises stop. Don’t listen.”

34. “Close your eyes and keep them closed.”

35. “You shouldn’t have seen that.”

36. “I don’t want you here.”

37. “Follow me. It’s okay, just hold my hand.”

38. “Whatever you do, don’t make a sound.”

39. “Stop freaking out, I’ll be right back.”

40. “That’s for me to know and for you to…well, you know how the saying goes.”

41. “I know the signs…you can’t hide from me, (Name).”

42. “It’s okay to break.” - “I’m not going to break.”

43. “Do you believe in soulmates?” - “No.” - “Oh, well that’s a shame because I’m it. I’m your soulmate.”

44. “If you’re watching this then that means I’ve been taken.”

45. “You can hold my hand if you want.”

46. “As long as I get to hold your hand.”

47. “I will always choose you.”

48. “I can braid your hair for you…if you’d like.”

49. “Maybe if you actually stop staring at her and talk to her, you might have a chance.”

50. “Are you drunk?” - “Not nearly enough.”

51. “Are you trying to seduce me?” - “Depends. Are you seducible?”

52. “I thought I almost lost you.”

53. “I’ve been calling you. I left voicemails - where were you?”

54. “You and me against the world, remember?”

55. “I’ll come back for you.”

56. “Do you remember this? It’s the music box you got me when we were twelve.”

57. “Never trust a man that can dance.”

58. “We’re not alone.”

59. “There’s someone in the house.”

60. “Pay attention to me.”

61. “Were you drawing me?”

62. “It’s basic human instinct.”

63. “I’d rather be spitting blood.”

64. “You can sleep now. I’ll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you.”

65. “I didn’t tell you that I love you because I wanted to hear it back. I told you because I needed you to know.”

66. “It doesn’t matter what I want.”

67. “You can’t have her and it’s killing you inside.”

68. “Let’s carve our initials into the tree.”

69. “When you touch me I feel a little less broken.”

70. “You look so much like her…”

71. “Let me help you.”

72. “Come on. Let’s get you into the bath.”

73. “How many did you take? Open your mouth, I need to see.”

74. “You need medicine.”

75. “I need you to keep pressure on the wound, okay?”

76. “You have to promise me that you won’t fall in love with me.”

77. “You smell nice.”

78. “I could hear you screaming. Are you okay?”

79. “Shh. I heard something.”

80. “Stop staring at me like that.”

81. “I can never forget that taste.”

82. “I was made to destroy. Not to fix, but to break.”

83. “If you want me, come and get me, motherfuckers.”

84. “I see the spark in you. It’s amazing. Whatever you choose to do with it, you’ll be great.”

85. “If you need an emergency extraction just text SOS and I’ll send armed backup.”

86. “Just a few…more…lines…” - “You’ve been at it all night. Take a break.”

87. “Imitation is the greatest form of flattery.”

88. “I know how this goes. First you buy me a drink, then you tell me how pretty I look, and then, at the end of the night, you ask for my number.”

89. “It’s been a while. You’re not coming back, are you?”

90. “He is very dreamy, but he is not the sun. You are.”

91. “I only ever thought there were two kinds of love: The kind you would kill for, and the kind you would die for…but you, my darling, you were the kind of love I would live for.”

92. “Breathe with me, yeah? Come on. Breathe. You got it - there you go.”

93. “Losing you was the most unbearable pain I’ve ever felt.”

94. “I want you. All of you, and not just half-heartedly, wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care.”

95. “Loving you has never been so easy.”

96. “There are shooting stars in your eyes, and every time I look at you, I make a wish to be able to kiss you one last time.”

97. “I’m drunk and I hate everything. Everything except you.”

98. “Can you just…hold me? Just for tonight.”

99. “You have yourself wrapped in thorns, and then you hate everyone who tries to touch you.”

100. “Put the knife down…I’m not going to hurt you.”

101. “(Name), please…you’re scaring me.”

102. “You don’t have to do this.”

103. “At this point, if a clown invited me into the woods, I would just go.”

104. “You loved her…that’s not a weakness, that’s a virtue.”

105. “Love is never kind; love is confusion and pain and abandonment. It’s every single nightmare your mind has been plagued by. And, yes, it can unmake you in ways you never thought were possible, but love - it will remind you what it’s like to be human.”

106. “I’m right here. I’ve been here all along, but you still can’t see me.”

107. “The way he watches you…like he’s ready to take a bullet for you.” - “Is that a bad thing?”

108. “And I love, I love, I love you.”

109. “I don’t think I ever want to be parted from you. I don’t think my heart could take it.”

110. “You’re such a needy baby.”

111. “You have bewitched me; body and soul.”

112. “I worship you.”

113. “I am begging on my knees. Please, don’t do this.”

114. “I don’t think you know how to love.”

115. “It’s torture, being human. Sometimes I wish I could just turn it off. Turn it all off.”

116. “You don’t have to carry the weight of the world all by yourself, you know?”

117. “I’m all yours.” - “Really?”

118. “I know I can be pretty dense, but you’re giving me some…pretty big signals here, and I don’t know if I’m reading them right but…I hope I’m somewhere along the right track.”

119. “Just one moment…” - “What are you doing?” - “Well, I suppose I’m going to kiss you. I hope that’s alright.”

120. “You’re a woman, that alone makes you magic.”

121. “What if we’re the only ones left?”

122. “Sorry, I didn’t hear a word you just said.”

123. “You have my word. You have all my words.”

124. “Be nice.” - “Always.”

125. “(Name)?” - “Yeah?” - “I’m gonna kiss you now.” - “Okay.”

126. “Just stay. We can figure everything else out later. Right now, just stay.”

127. “My hands are not clean, and maybe they never will be, but they can still carry you home when you’re ready to sleep.”

128. “We’re a mess, you and I.”

129. “Stop looking at me with pity in your eyes. Stop it. Stop fucking looking at me like that.”

130. “It won’t be easy, you know…trying to love me.”

131. “You took advantage of me when all I did was help you.”

132. “What good will come from killing them? Revenge and vengeance are very different things, you need to understand that.”

133. “Take my gun, I don’t want to hurt you.” - “You won’t hurt me.” - “Please. Just take it.”

134. “Bah-Humbug.”

135. “You want to run away? On the night of our wedding?”

136. “You’re upset.” - “I’m not.” - “I know that face. That’s your I’m-upset-with-you face. And your eyebrows - they get really expressive when you’re mad.”

137. “Truth is, I just wanted an excuse to hold your hand.”

138. “Do you love me? If you do, then you need to do this for me.”

139. “Stop staring.” - “I’m not.” - “Oh, sure you aren’t.”

140. “I have a hole…in my side.” - “I’m sorry, what?” - “I was shot.”

141. “I didn’t want you to panic and now you’re panicking which is making me panic and-”

142. “You should talk to her.” - “And have her hear me? No thank you.”

143. “You really don’t know how to talk to women, do you?”

144. “You already know how this one will end.”

145. “I trust you completely.”

146. “I prefer the view from up there.”

147. “I’m not sure how many coffees it takes to be happy, but so far, it’s not twelve.”

148. “I’m so proud of you.”

149. “Away you three inch fool.”

150. “You will be the end of me.”

151. “I will give you the sun.”

152. “You are safe. I won’t let them hurt you.”

153. “I want you to go upstairs and lock the door, okay? Don’t come out until I tell you to.”

154. “I’m a fallen angel.”

155. “I just fell out of an airplane without a parachute and I have no idea how I survived.”

156. “He stares at you every time you look away.”

157. “Shut the hell your mouth.”

158. “Well butter my buns and call me betty crocker.”

159. “Meeting you was the best coincidence life ever gave me.”

160. “You make my heart happy.”

161. “Tell me a lie.” - “I love you.”

162. “They told me you died. And I screamed. I screamed until my lungs hurt too much to continue.”

163. “I’m not sure what peace is supposed to feel like, but I think it may feel a lot like you.”

164. “To keep you safe, I would do anything.”

165. “I deserved a better goodbye.”

166. “I’ll take care of you.” - “It’s rotten work.” - “Not to me. Not if it’s you.”

167. “You’ve suffered through enough.”

168. “Don’t get too close to that one, she’ll singe your fingertips and have you on your knees.“

169. “He was my almost.”

170. “Go ahead. Underestimate me. That’ll be fun.”

171. “Did you have another blackout?”

172. “I think we’d make this a fair fight if we each had a gun. Don’t you agree, boys?”

173. “You think you gave me some sort of gift? You took a messed up girl and turned her into a broken woman.”

174. “I don’t owe you a damn thing.”

175. “Star gazing. That’s your thing? Seriously?”

176. “You don’t know when to stop, do you?”

177. “You’re a coward, (Name)! You hide away this entirely different part to yourself all because you’re afraid that someone might get close to you! You’re afraid that someone might just care about you more than you think you deserve. That - that isn’t fair.”

178. “Don’t do it. If you attack now, then I won’t be able to keep you safe.”

179. “I can’t believe you’re alive!”

180. “Heaven just couldn’t wait for you…"

181. “Higher, further, faster, baby.”

182. “It’s my fault.”

183. “You got a minute to live, fill it with words.”

184. “We’ll lose.” - “Then we’ll do that together too.”

185. “I don’t want to hurt you.” - “I’d like to see you try.”

186. “I’m eating because I’m very uncomfortable.”

187. “I know I kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”

188. “I would die before I let anything happen to you.”

189. “You have my heart. I don’t think I could get it back even if I wanted to.”

190. “I think I may be slightly more drunk than I thought.”

191. “You are love in its best form.”

192. “I don’t regret every second with you, I treasure them”

193. “My universe is you.”

194. “Here, let me hold that for you.”

195. “I read once that holding your breath can stop a panic attack so…when I kissed you…you held your breath.”

196. “Let. Her. Go.”

197. “Did you just call me your boyfriend/girlfriend?”

198. “We were meant for each other.”

199. “Why not be angry? Anger is better than tears, better than grief, better than the guilt.”

200. “He loves you, you know? He’s just afraid of admitting it.”

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