&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

Ready or Not | 2019 dir. Matt Bettinelli-Olpin, Tyler Gillet

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creepy and kooky, mysterious and spooky … sentence starters

“We aren’t alone here.”

“Its eyes keep following me.”

“I think this place is haunted.”

“Something just touched me…”

“Is that you flickering the lights?”

“That sounds like… children laughing.” 

“I’m not imagining it, there was a face!”

“Is it just me, or do those look like eyes?”

“I swear, there was someone watching us!”

“No, that looks like blood. Why is there blood?”

“The branches look like they’re reaching for us… “ 

“I don’t think we should stay here. It doesn’t feel safe.”

“Oh my god, this is like something out of a horror movie.”

“Take it from me, you should sleep with the light on here.”

“I’ll pay you $20 bucks if you spend the night here, alone.”

“That chair just moved… oh my god, that chair just moved!”

“He’s right there. Can’t you see him? He’s right behind you.”

“Don’t worry, it was just some old story. I’m sure it’s not real.”

“And they say on a night like tonight, you can still hear her singing…”

“No one else is supposed to be here tonight… so, why am I hearing crying?”

“Haha, that was really funny, knocking on the walls like — what do you mean that wasn’t you?”

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send me   ‘ blanket burrito ‘   for your muse to tightly wrap up my sick / exhausted muse in blankets to keep them in bed, resting, so they can recover

send   ‘ burrito reverse ‘   for my muse to wrap yours up

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AS SAID BY ALISTAIR THEIRIN - PARTY BANTER *  updated version - assorted banter from dragon age: origins

they say you can get anything here. i once got pick-pocketed.

i don't know if i should take you seriously... but you scare me sometimes.

i locked myself in a cage once when i was a child. for an entire day. ahh... good times.

why do they call it a brothel? there's no broth. or is there?

couldn't you crawl into a bush somewhere and die? that would be great, thanks.

leave me alone.

i know where babies come from!

what would you do if someone told you that they loved you?

food shouldn't be frilly and pretentious like that.

we take our ingredients, throw them into the largest pot we can find, and cook them for as long as possible until everything is a uniform grey color. as soon as it looks completely bland and unappetizing, that's when i know it's done.

we're not going to be mobbed, right? that's not something they do here? mob people?

do you get the feeling things are just getting worse as we go up?

now that's just unnecessary.

i don't think we're alone. i really don't think we're alone.

is it just me, or did i do really badly back there?

excuse me while i begin projectile vomiting.

maybe she was ugly. maybe she had buck teeth. how would we know?

what is that smell? fish? and something else. oh... more fish.

uh-oh. i'm terrible at puzzles.

let's try not to get lost here. places like this can get you turned around.

i think there's something ahead. something big.

i don't even want to imagine where that leads.

you could be an utter moron, for all we know.

it used to get so quiet that i would start screaming until someone came running. i would tell them that i was just checking. you never know, right?

there's a certain allure to danger, isn't there?

i will never get over how quietly you are able to move.

i heard you often seduce your targets.

don't you wish you could have stayed there? to help more people, i mean?

i've never been very good at that. the steeling myself part. i find it better sometimes to just be a little weak. i'm all right with that, really.

i just wanted some advice.

what should i do if... if i think a woman is special...

i am not lost.

do i have a choice?

you find that curious, do you?

that's directed at me, i take it?

have you really been thinking about that all this time?

so let's talk about your mother for a moment.

why do you always go on about how stupid i am? i'm not stupid, am i?

it hurts my manly feelings, you know. all one of them.

you're not even listening to me.

you're joking, right? a five year old could answer that question.

so what's the deal with you and him, anyway? dare i ask?

that... is a ridiculous question.

i figure you'd be the sort who knows all about deception.

it's moments like this when i truly appreciate the difference between you and me.

you're... you're drunk, aren't you?

how do you manage to be constantly drunk? are we even carrying that much alcohol with us?

i guess a romance between you and i is completely out of the question.

you know a lot of big words.

you wouldn't understand.

don't you ever talk? you know, make polite conversation just to put people at ease?

i spy with my little eye... something that begins with... "G"

are you talking to me?

are we under attack?

i don't have to prove anything to you.

we're not exactly traveling in the lap of luxury here.

can you mend it? when we get back to camp?

i might catch a cold.

that's... one way of looking at it.

i have a hard time believing that.

it's not an outlandish question.

you know, of all the mages i've met you have to be the first one i can honestly say i've really liked.

why are you smiling like that?

i wasn't looking at... you know her... hind-quarters... i gazed. glanced... in that direction, maybe, but i wasn't staring... or really seeing anything even.

i hate you. you're a bad person.

i'm not an idiot. well, not most of the time.

you didn't answer my question.

if you aren't telling me, there must be a reason.

do you mind if i ask you a personal question?

have you... had many women in your time?

how do you... woo them? is there a technique?

i like my hair the way it is, thank you.

we aren't talking about this, are we? did i hit my head?

is that a smirk? are you smirking at me?

well aren't you just chock full of useless trivia today.

i suppose you don't care.

so when this is over, what do you intend to do with yourself?

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please don't leave me.

PROMPTS THAT START WITH "PLEASE..."

"I'm not, Mark," Eve assured him almost instantly. She's seen him being knocked into dozens of buildings, but every time, it was still nerve-wracking, especially when he did not instantly get up. This floor, fortunately, was vacant from undergoing some renovations that all will need to be completely redone now that a superhero has been knocked through the walls. Eve made an internal note to revisit this place once this was resolved and offer to help in some of those renovations.

Her eyes glanced around the surrounding area, trying to get an idea of the threat level around them. Members of the former Teen Team had been right behind them and were able to neutralize the threat, mainly thanks to Robot. There was no rush at all for him to get up.

"But I gotta say...you do look a bit fucked up right now..." She admitted to him, but after saying it out loud, she realized that maybe that was not the most assuring thing to say. "But nothing I can't help with!" She could not instantly heal him, but she could at least provide some temporary solutions. "Tell me where it hurts the most, and we'll start there, alright?"

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you are beautiful to me: body worship

NSFW! MDNI!

how did i get so lucky?

thank you for gracing me with your body.

i could look at you all day.

your beauty never, ever scared me.

your breasts / chest are/is so gorgeous.

i could breathe in your scent for the rest of my life.

you've got the prettiest tits i've ever seen.

let me show you how much i love your cock / pussy.

your ass fits perfectly in my hands.

these were made for me.

that neck is just waiting for me to suck on it.

your hips are so grabbable.

run your pretty fingers through my hair and pull it like you mean it.

am i really that pretty to you?

i'll show you new ways to worship me.

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2x08 redraw

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went for a walk yesterday...

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