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"now... i didn't say that." for balthazar! — things my friends' muses have said ( accepting ) / @pantslessoptimism

FRANKLY, THE ANGEL MOSTLY JUST LOOKS TIRED. He doesn't get out much —— especially since the Fall, because keeping a low profile is even more difficult. However: he has to sometimes, because otherwise he'd go mad, and thus this little bar is a semi-regular excursion. He can't get drunk, sure, but getting out and around people is a fascinating exploration that's made him appreciate humanity just a little more than looking down on them from on high had encouraged.

He's decidedly not a fan of modern music, though. A point he has been arguing for the last few minutes; the temptation to just change it with a snap of the fingers is high, but he's, y'know, laying low.

" Oh, but I did, " he says to it being terrible, with his brows crinkled deep and that expression of weary consternation looking carved into the very foundation of his features. His mouth pinches at the corners, and that look is almost one of pity. " You know, in some past cultures, pointless caterwauling would get a person kicked out of their villages. Now, these days, it's called music and put on the damned radio for everyone else to suffer to. " He sighs. " It's awful. You don't have to be nice. It's not like she's sitting here listening to us. Promise you won't hurt her feelings. "

#[ muse : no rules ; no destiny ; just utter freedom. ( balthazar ) ] #( this is ridiculous #and i don't even care #LMAO )

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i can tell you're checking me out. (steve. heh!) / @loyaltyworn

IT'S A HOT DAY, and they've been getting work done on this little house Steve bought — and it's slow going, really, because stuff like this happens, but they have all the time in the world. Anyway, Bucky's facing away from him, and he's taking a break, and just —— the muscles in his back are moving just so, and —

" Guilty, " he says, holding out his hands in his own defense. " What? It's a good view. " And then, because he's him and they're both gross and sweaty, he gets that look in his eye and teases, " I mean, you probably smell like a workhorse, so I'm glad I'm over here, but the view's nice. "

#[ muse : not a perfect soldier but a good man :: steve rogers ] #loyaltyworn #( I HAVE MISSED YOUU #AND THEMMM )

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#[ images : balthazar ] #( yessss I accept this )

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" OH, YES, I KNOW CASTIEL. " There's a set to his jaw, a twist of his mouth, a tension born of something still warring between grief, anger, and betrayal, but he pushes it aside.

And that name sparks old memories — he'd always been rank and file, not privy to the minute politics that moved Heaven. He was a soldier, and he acted as a soldier; he didn't question, he just obeyed. He fought. And of course he knew when the one called Jeremiel had Fallen, because they all had — but that was the last he'd heard, and he'd pushed it aside because that's what they all did; he genuinely looks surprised. " Really. Now that's a name I haven't heard in some time. "

He eyes her for a moment, and — he's an ass, but he's not heartless, and his years with only humans for company has softened even more rough edges. " Oh come now, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm done being Heaven's executer. " And he sighs, expansively. " I just need to figure out how to get you out of here, because I doubt this thing has an undo button. Sit, just don't touch anything. "

Now, the who are you question — his thoughts reel. Some part of him wants to lie, to stop all of this before his little mountain paradise here is found out and Castiel — who, for all he knows, is still not the angel he once knew — comes here to finish the job. " Me? Good god, no one, really —— "

—— and then, with almost pristine comedic timing, someone pokes their head in; it's one of the mansion's staff members; he looks nervous. " — Balthazar? Is everything okay? The whole place shook — "

And god, he looks pained, and he raises his voice to call over, " Yes. Just fine. Wonderful timing. Thank you, Brendan. You can leave, now. " His smile is tiny and strained, and he just dryly says, " Well. " And then, with a grimace, " So, yes, I served with Castiel. In Heaven, out of it, until I decided the best place to survive and not get my damned wings turned to ash was right here. So. Apologies for this bloody artifact yanking you here, and I can explain, but I would much, " and a tiny, slim smile follows, " appreciate your discretion. "

So maybe she was a little freaked out- but she had very good reason to be. One minute she was in her room, the next she was in a random, over the top mansion. It was definitely cause for alarm. After all, how many times had things tried to kill her? Especially in the past few years. She wasn’t one hundred percent on board with the whole ‘people trying to kill her’ thing.

She felt uneasy as she looked at Balthazar, her throat tightening and her heart beating faster and faster in her chest. This was one of the most terrifying and confusing situations she’d ever been in… His eyes scanning over her briefly- the flicker of realization.. It put her on edge. And the weapon in his hands- beautiful, deadly.. That was what brought her here- and she could tell it wasn’t for a cute little chat.. at least it wasn’t meant for it. His comment didn’t make her feel too much better.

When he set it aside she felt a flicker of relief, though she was still tense. Her gaze never left Balthazar, her mind reeling as she tried to figure out what exactly was going on. He was an angel, she could tell that much. She could see his halo. But every angel she’d met outside of Castiel and Michael had tried to kill her..

“You know Castiel…?” Her voice came out soft, a bit strained by the stress of the situation. She should know that most, if not all angels knew Cas at this point.. her gut churned at the angel’s comment.. He’s still alive? Well- there had been plenty of times that she was certain he wasn’t.

“No… I mean- in a way, yes… He raised me but.. I’m not his.. my father was in the same garrison as Cas… Jeremiel.. He died when I was a baby- and Castiel raised me..”

“Who are you…?”

#[ muse : no rules ; no destiny ; just utter freedom. ( balthazar ) ] #starlightgraced #( it's okay i tried to shorten it and i just #waves hands )

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THINGS MY FRIENDS' MUSES HAVE SAID *  dedicated to my wonderful writing partners ♡ adjust as necessary

i can't do this. i can't deal with this.

i'm not going anywhere.

thanks for taking me out to dinner.

did you read that on the back of a cereal box or something?

the least you can do is make me a drink.

i'm driving. come on.

you handled that well.

you're all i have left.

i'm not leaving your side.

i can't imagine my life without you.

why don't you pack your things?

i still can't believe you did all of this.

you'll do great. you just need to have a little more faith in yourself.

i'm sorry if that was inappropriate of me.

it's a gift! you have to open it!

i'm afraid the chase is over.

if this is supposed to be a joke, you should know it stopped being funny at least ten minutes ago.

the fact that i've made it this far is a miracle in itself.

i'd like to see your eyes before i take your life.

don't push it.

so you do care about me.

we don't have to decide now what tomorrow looks like. let's just stick to tonight.

i think this one is beautiful.

have you been watching the bachelor without my knowing?

you are strangely pleasant to work with.

after everything we've both been through, we deserve to be happy.

i was starting to think you'd never ask.

no peeking, okay?

guess you could say i'm married to my job.

i figured we could have a picnic, get to know each other a little better.

you're my everything.

i like kissing every inch of you.

we must keep working towards it.

i feel like i'm screaming for someone to notice how miserable it all is, but no one hears me or cares.

god, that's my worst nightmare.

are you hungry, by any chance?

don't give me ideas.

don't answer that. i'm just going to learn from this moment and do better next time.

i see the good only because someone needs to.

seems a bit odd that we keep meeting like this.

are you done hiding?

i'm not very good at sneaking out.

we must look like an odd pair.

i understand how you're feeling.

you trying to get me drunk?

i was just getting ready to convince you to order in pizza or something.

could i take you up on that glass of wine now?

i've learned a lot about you since we started hanging out.

you literally saved my life.

i'm going in alone. end of story.

it's not too late to back out.

promise i won't bite... unless you want me to.

i wish you'd stay.

how on earth did you pull that off?

i can tell you're checking me out.

i know i need to trust you. i just haven't decided how i feel about it.

can... can i ask something of you?

as long as you're okay...

i've just been too scared to admit it.

join me? absolutely not.

that could make it worse.

now... i didn't say that.

hurt feelings are better than hurt pride.

don't mind me, just admiring the view.

you... have far too many clothes on.

you don't have to share me at all.

i visited once as a child. it was beautiful.

one can only hope.

i could convince them to bring you along.

are you angry?

i can't help but wish for a normal life.

um... i think you're fine.

is there something behind me?

hold still. this might sting.

i promise i'll be good. you'll barely notice i'm here.

we need to find out whether or not this was an isolated incident.

it's kind of a matter of life or death, if you didn't notice.

i was made for you, and you only.

it's just part of the job.

if you're trying to impress me, it worked.

believe it or not, i've patched up nastier wounds than this.

maybe this will get their attention.

you're cute when you blush.

i'm happy to see you too.

when you feel safe... time slows down.

#[ meme / ic ]

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in addition: he absolutely still has nearly all the weapons and artifacts he stole from heaven, and has plenty of other artifacts he's acquired besides. he only knows what some of them actually do.

no, he has no plans to use them. he also has no plans to not use them.

balthazar divergencies:

canon compliant up to the point that he tells the winchesters where cas and crowley are.

he's not an idiot, and knows something is going on that's way over his head; when cas calls him, he pulls a trick he learned from big-bro gabriel and sends a decoy. this is what gets ' killed '.

now assumed dead, he goes into hiding. he finds a place in rural colorado, beautiful, set somewhere in the mountains with a small sprawl of land, and has a veritable mansion with food, drink, and decadence galore. there are some humans who come and go, some staff, and they're all treated well. he's utterly living it up.

the whole place is intricately and carefully warded, from the bones of the place to the fences to the foundation. it's hidden against angels, archangels, demons, and all manner of supernatural creatures. everything he has is either brought in by humans or acquired by magical means.

he was already on earth during the Fall, and his wings are whole.

he's stayed out of literally everything. in fact, he hasn't really heard about much of anything, and by intention. the last mess he heard about was the leviathans, and then he shut off angel radio, warded the place to the gills, and just settled into his own version of hedonistic freedom.

and that's where he is. he was burned by cas and isn't eager to trust, but if found he could probably be lured back in. for an angel and soldier, this kind of life can get dull after awhile.

#[ about : balthazar ]

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#[ images : balthazar ] #( listen he's just delightful )

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if balthazar has been alive since season 6, it means he's been in hiding all that time and away from heaven, which means he was already on earth for the Fall. which means his wings are still perfectly fine, thank you.

#[ tilting at windmills ; ooc ] #( rebellion is handy sometimes )

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there's obviously been a mistake , can you please tell me what i'm doing here ? (For Balthazar let's goooo) / @starlightgraced

HONESTLY, HE'S JUST AS SURPRISED AS SHE IS. “ Oh, good god, I haven’t the faintest. Why are you here? “

This place is beautiful. An utter mansion, sprawling, decorated with a fine if somewhat gaudy taste. Finely carved everywhere are warding symbols, angelic and demonic, hiding this place from all supernatural eyes. He’s not alone here. There’s humans, staff. No other supernatural beings aside from present company, of course, because these days Balthazar likes it that way. Remote and undisturbed, no nearby neighbors. 

See, Balthazar died years ago. On paper. There’s the small matter of him not actually being dead, of course. For those that can see, his wings are still fully intact, because he’s been on Earth since long before the Fall. And, he’s still got a stockpile of heaven’s weapons and artifacts — mostly left alone through the years to not risk attention brought to him — but this one woke up and, in his fiddling with it, apparently summoned her here.  Wonderful. 

“ Not an angel. Not a demon, either. “ He regards her for a moment, eyes squinted — and there’s a deep dread that settles into his bones as realization comes to him. “ Well. Nice to know what that thing does. Awkward. ” He sighs, and it’s deep and long-suffering, and it’s — vicious, this thing, a long golden spear with a leaf-bladed tip, looking somehow both incredibly menacing and beautiful. “ I suppose now I’m supposed to stab you with it, which will, of course, enact its terrible justice. "  That’s horribly sarcastic, dry; he sets it aside.

“ You have Castiel all over you. Is he still alive? Good gracious, I thought the old ones had him for dinner. " A wan smile touches, fleeting. “ Sorry. Out of touch." His mouth thins. “ Are you his, then? ”

#[ muse : no rules ; no destiny ; just utter freedom. ( balthazar ) ] #starlightgraced #( jfc this got long i'm so sorry #you don't have to match length lmfao )

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“I’m proud of you, Donna.” [ help im] — the bad guys ( accepting ) / @huntmom

THESE PAST COUPLE YEARS HAVE BEEN A WHIRLWIND, and if you'd asked her at any point leading up to the Sheriff's retreat where she was hauled into this life, she'd have thought you'd watched too many of those sci-fi TV shows.

Turns out, she's kinda good at it. Turns out, she kinda likes the life, too. She's felt more genuinely alive than she has in years.

" Aw, Jody. " And there's a bright warmth there too, a genuine light. She tosses the bag into the truck of the car — it clanks, clunks, makes rattling noises — and shuts it, dusting off hands before turning to Jody proper. " Just doing what I do, y'know. You're the one who we should all be proud of! If it wasn't for you I wouldn't know what the darn heck I was doing. "

But — there's a softening, and she steps over to to fall in step to start meandering back toward the cabin. " I'm proud of us, you know. And the girls. Every time I come out here, wow. "

#muse : donna (tba) #huntmom #( oh no it's sweet )

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"Heya Bobby," Dean breathed when the older hunter opened the door. He looked like a kid that got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. He also looked tired as hell. He'd driven all night to come talk to Bobby face to face and now he was terrified to do so. "You uh....you have a few minutes?" — @waywardfreewill

IF THERE'S ANYTHIN' THAT BOBBY'S LEARNED OVER THE YEARS, it's that when someone shows up at your door this early in the morning, it's rarely a good thing. And it's even less likely to be good news when they've got a look like they accidentally kicked someone's puppy in the process.

His gut drops.

" Aw hell, " he says, a succinct summarization as he gives Dean a once-over, and he sighs. " Always do. " There's some weariness in his bones, heavy and beyond just it being early, and he lets him in after a quick cursory scan outside. " Come on in. And sit down before you fall over, boy, you look like hell. " A beat, and he adds, because he's gotta, " Where's your brother? He ain't in trouble, is he? "

#[ muse : family don't end with blood :: bobby singer ] #waywardfreewill

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added balthazar to my supernatural muse list and added him + the Lost muses to the carrd roster.

feel free to send memes to the new kids on the block !! as well as any old ones tbh.

#[ tilting at windmills ; ooc ]

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BOBBY'S BEEN TIRED SINCE ABOUT 1995, IT'S NOT NEW. It seems like it's part of his very bones these days, what with every world-ending crisis —— but the hug interrupts that train of thought, and, christ, it's the simple things, ain't it? " Gah, it's good to see you. " He returns it, a warm bear-hug kind of thing, and then gives her a wry smile. " The boys are off after somethin' in Idaho if you're lookin' for them. "

The house is, as always, sort of in a state of organized mess, the stacks of books and papers organized in a way that only Bobby Singer can make head or tails of. He glances out the door — old paranoid habits die hard — and shuts it behind them. " Would offer you somethin' to eat, but I think that's more of a threat than a welcome. " It's wry humor, but also not really wrong, either. That looks softens as he looks over though — a sort've shared understanding. " How you been, Jody? Tell me you're here for a social call. "

BOBBY SINGER: 'AW HELL,' BOBBY SAYS, WITH A BIT OF A GRIMACE; HE LETS JODY IN WITH THE GENERAL MANNER OF SOMEONE TIRED. 'WELL. I DON'T GOT A BIG-MOUTH IN THE BASEMENT THIS TIME, SO ONE-UP ON THE LAST TIME.' she's really only there to check on him. bobby is a man who works too hard ; jody thought that they were tired in the same way, and that gave them some sort of connection. there's a smile given to him immediately as he opens the door, stepping inside when invited in, only to hold arms out for an embrace. he wasn't getting away from her without a hug. 'something in the basement or not, i'm happy t'see you either way,' a pause. 'though i guess i'm glad nothing's down there. means i don't have to worry about you as much,' she still does, of course, but still. @trcnsitioncl.

#[ muse : family don't end with blood :: bobby singer ] #allhunt

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“Wait, what’s going on? You’ve got that twinkle in your eye.” (Throas @ Kili) — the bad guys ( accepting ) / @kreatief

THE YOUNGEST SON OF DURIN GRINS BRILLIANTLY; he's practically vibrating. " Be quiet, " he says, so fervent it's almost desperate. He takes the poor healer by the arm, pulling him down the nearest hallway. The kitchens are just down the way, light spilling into the stonework halls.

Kíli leans in, fist still entangled in the other's outer coat. " They brought in a whole cart of ale and pastries from the Shire, " he says, and — he's probably overly excited about this, okay, but dwarven trade with other cities is rare enough for the things that come from them to be near delicacy. " I bet they have pipeweed, too. "

A pause, and he plants a hand on the other dwarf's chest. " You, " says he, with that eager force of personality only a prince can command, even if it's like an over-eager puppy, " keep watch. I'll share. Don't worry. "

#[ muse : the youngest prince of erebor :: kíli ] #kreatief #( i'm so sorry #you're part of his shenanigans now )

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TYRION GIVES A SMALL, KNOWING SMILE HER WAY; it fades quickly, but there's a satisfaction in the wordplay. At the same time: it's strained, carrying with it the shadow of a far greater weight. " There is always turbulent weather somewhere. Perhaps it is fortunate that we live in a city with such fair winds. " Despite the words, there's no levity to them, and no attempt to make light; there's even the tiniest bit of something raw on those last few words. Veiled language is all but a survival skill when living among lions — even when you were born of lions yourself.

" Me? My dear lady, what minds could an imp sway? I attempt no such thing. " A little slip of a glance up, a pull of a smile, and he swiftly moves on. " Fixated is a word for it. Obsessive might be another. " He sighs, and instead of elaboration: he pulls out the small book he'd brought up and gives a crooked little smile as he offers it out. " Would you pass this along to my niece? I promised it last time we spoke. "

@trcnsitioncl (Tyrion): “Minds change like the weather.”

' I hear the weather beyond the walls of the city has been quite... turbulent, as of late. ' it was hardly a shocking statement, but she's more curious why he's there. she's been laying low, attending to her duties & generally making herself scarce so she could slip the Spider what little intel fell through the cracks when the key players thought she was too engrossed in her NEEDLEWORK to listen, so the presence of a Lannister had her more on edge than she'd like to admit -- even one whose company she typically enjoyed. ' is there a specific mind you've been looking to sway lately, my lord? everyone seems quite fixated these days. '

#[ muse : never forget what you are. the rest of the world will not. :: tyrion ] #masterwcrk

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THE BAD GUYS : STARTERS

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings from the 2022 Dreamworks Animation film The Bad Guys. change & alter as needed.

“Seriously, though, you don’t like cake? Name one food better than cake!”

“Look at that. 4:00pm. Now I know the exact moment our friendship died.”

“These are the cards we’ve been dealt, so we might as well play ’em.”

“I just wanted a longer car chase. That’s the best part.”

“Keep running, [name]! One of these days, your luck is gonna run out!”

“I’ve made a lot of enemies in my time — I mean, a lot — but, out of all the people in the world… I hate you guys the least.”

“Wait, what’s going on? You’ve got that twinkle in your eye.”

“Are we all in this together?”

“Oh, [name], it’s not a competition! …And if it were, it would really be more of a tie.”

“If you look closely enough, even trash can be recycled into something beautiful.”

“I am definitely going to lose my job, and I will not hesitate to take you down with me!”

“Thank you, dear. You’re such a good boy.”

“There is good even in the worst places.”

“Now let’s make like a wolf, and get the pack out of here.”

“Well… this just got a little weird.”

“Not everyone gets a second chance. Make the most of it, [name].”

“They say experience is the best teacher… and they are wrong. I am.”

“What, may I ask, are you good at?”

“I have never seen him so chipper. Has he been meditating?”

“Don’t you ever get tired of lying?”

“Maybe they will believe you, and maybe they won’t, but it doesn’t matter. Don’t do it for them. Do it for you.”

“This is your chance to write your own story. To find a better life for you and your friends! Come on, what have you got to lose?”

“Believe it or not, I’m rooting for you, [name].”

“No, it’s okay! It’s okay! I’m not gonna hurt you! I know you’re scared. I would be, too, if I were you.”

“Truth is, we actually have a lot in common.”

“I must say, you’ve really turned a corner. You’re really getting it.”

“I don’t waste time thinking about stuff that’s never gonna happen.”

“You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d think that you were avoiding me.”

“I have to say, I’m a little disappointed. I was hoping you were going to ask me to dance.”

“So… how does it feel, to have everyone not fear you for a change?”

“Tonight’s headline: change is impossible, you should always judge a book by its cover, and all stereotypes have been affirmed.”

“I’m tired of being scary! I’m tired of being an outcast!”

“Guess I’m still the best bad guy the world has ever seen.”

“Just like riding a stolen bicycle.”

“Now, instead of hurting people, I’m helping them. I’m still me, I’m just… me, on the right side.”

“You’re doing the right thing. And someday, your friends — if they’re real friends… I think they’ll understand.”

“You stole my car?! …Respect.”

“You did a good thing! For me!”

“…Okay, yeah, it was a trap.”

“I’m starting to see why your friends dumped you!”

“When I woke up this morning, this is not where I saw the day going.”

“What happened? Did we blow up? …Is this heaven?”

“I’m proud of you, [name].”

“You’ve got a good thing going here, [name].”

“Is he seriously going to get away with this?”

“Good luck out there, guys.”

#[ meme / ic ] #( over here too #i'm gonna be trying to tackle some stuff here today! )

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- 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑

❝ Being your friend should come with a warning label. ❞

❝ It’s amateurs like you who give kidnapping a bad game. ❞

❝ Are you mansplaining my power? ❞

❝ Emotion isn’t exactly your strong suit. ❞

❝ I don’t believe in heaven or hell, but I do believe in revenge. ❞

❝ Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it. ❞

❝ There’s nothing quite like the feeling of being proven right. ❞

❝  Because trust and cooperation have always been the hallmarks of our relationship. ❞

❝  Anytime I grow nauseous at the sight of a rainbow or hear a pop song that makes my ears bleed, I’ll think of you. ❞

❝ I’ve learned so much from you. Part of it is admittedly criminal behavior. ❞

❝ Not hugging is kind of our thing. ❞

❝ When the dance floor calls, you gotta answer. ❞

❝ Typically I have great admiration for well-executed revenge plots, but yours was a bit extreme, even for my high standards.  ❞

❝ Except I won’t cry and whine like a child. ❞

❝ I can’t believe you were in a secret society and didn’t tell me. ❞

❝ You brought a gun to a sword fight. Probably the first smart decision you’ve made today. ❞

❝ Emotion equals weakness. ❞

❝ I find social media to be a soul sucking void of meaningless affirmation. ❞

❝ These are all traits of great writers. And serial killers. ❞

❝ Sometimes I act like I don’t care if people like me. Deep down, I secretly enjoy it. ❞

❝ I like to win. Is that so wrong? ❞

❝ For the record, I don’t believe that I’m better than everyone else, just that I’m better than you. ❞

❝ Use the words ‘little’ and 'girl’ to address me again and I can’t guarantee your safety. ❞

❝ If he breaks your heart, I’ll nail gun his. ❞

❝ You guys are making me nauseous. Not in a good way. ❞

❝ When I look at you, the following emojis come to mind: rope, shovel, hole. ❞

❝ You know the old saying, never bring a knife to a sword fight. Unless it’s concealed. ❞

❝ Secrets are like zombies, they never truly die. ❞

❝ Tears don’t fix anything. So I vowed to never do it again. ❞

❝ Please, flattery will get you nowhere. ❞

❝ I’m not friend material, let alone more-than-friend material. I will ignore you, stomp on your heart, and always put my needs and interests first. ❞

❝ Every day is all about me. This one just comes with cake and a bad song. ❞

❝ Emotions are a gateway trait. They lead to feelings, which trigger tears. I don’t do tears.❞

❝ It’s either they write our story or we do. You can’t have it both ways. ❞

❝ I don’t need your help or your pity. I already have a mother and a therapist. That’s enough torture, even for me. ❞

❝ I don’t bury hatchets. I sharpen them. ❞

❝ Friends are a liability and can be exploited. That makes them weaknesses. ❞

#[ meme / ic ]