you had to make your own sunshine

Do you not want to know who has taken it?

I doubt I have any choice in the matter.

What have I told you about listening at the door?

Oh, [name], how can you be so tiresome?

You must go and visit [him/her/them] at once!

Aren't you listening? You never listen.

Have you no compassion for my poor nerves?

So will [he/she/they] come to the ball tomorrow, Papa?

I'll do your mending for a week.

I can't breathe. I think one of my toes just came off.

If every man in the room does not end the evening in love with you, then I'm no judge of beauty.

One of these days someone will catch your eye and then you'll have to watch your tongue.

Smile. Smile at [name]. Smile.

I'm delighted to make your acquaintance.

How do you like it here in [name place]?

I'm not a very good reader, you see. I prefer being out of doors.

I wish I read more, but there always seems to be so many other things to do.

You will never, ever, ever believe what we're about to tell you.

Oh, look, [name] dancing with [name]

I didn't know you were coming to see me. What's the matter?

Perfectly tolerable, I dare say, but not handsome enough to tempt

You're wasting your time with me.

Count your blessings, [name]. If he liked you, you'd have to talk to him.

I've enjoyed this better than any other dance I've been to before.

Your friend, [name], is a most amusing young [man/women]

I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?

I thought that poetry was the food of love.

I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead.

So what do you recommend to encourage affection?

You know perfectly well I do not believe marriage should be driven by a lot of money.

Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony.

You've liked many a stupider person.

Now, you're a great deal too apt to like people in general, you know.

All the world is good and agreeable in your eyes.

I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine.

There's a spinster in the making and no mistake.

Oh, please, it's 10:00 in the morning.

It is too far to walk.

Your skills in the art of matchmaking are positively occult.

I feel such a terrible imposition, they're being so kind to me.

Don't worry. I don't know who is more pleased at your being here.

It's a pleasure that you're here, being ill.

It's all going according to plan. He's half in love with her already.

You drop something, they pick it up, and then you're introduced.

You write uncommonly fast, [name].

How many letters you must have occasion to write, [name]?

Perhaps you will give me leave to defer your raptures till I write again?

You must comprehend a great deal in the idea.

It's refreshing, is it not, after sitting so long in one attitude?

You can only have two motives, and I would interfere with either.

How shall we punish [him/her/them] for such a speech?

Are you too proud, [name]?

Would you consider pride a fault or a virtue?

Maybe it's that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their of fences against me.

Oh, I cannot tease you about that.

What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.

I find it perfectly adequate, even if society's a little less varied than in town.

Is it true that you've promised to hold a ball here at [place]?

I think a ball is a perfectly irrational way to gain new acquaintance.

There's no house to equal it in the county.

You're welcome any time you feel the least bit poorly.

Thank you for your stimulating company. It has been most instructive.

Should I compliment the excellence of the cooking?

Do these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment or are they the result of previous study?

Believe me, no one would suspect your manners to be rehearsed.

Did you drop yours on purpose,[name]?

I'm of next to no importance, so it's easily done.

I was just on my way to your house!

How long has [name] been a guest there?

If he wishes to avoid seeing me, he must go, not I.

What is the manner of your disapproval of [name]?

I still think there must have been a misunderstanding.

Do you never think ill of anybody?

I dare say I've never met a more pleasant gentleman in all my years.

I did not think you danced, [name].

It is my intention, if I may be so bold, to remain close to you throughout the evening.

May I have the next dance, [name]?

It would be most inconvenient, since I have sworn to loathe him for all eternity.

Do you talk, as a rule, while dancing?

I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly.

Clearly my family are having a competition to see who can expose themselves to the most ridicule.

We are all fools in love.

There is plenty of time for us to get to know them after we're married.

Oh, I've never had such a good time in my life.

I desire you will stay where you are.

I singled you out as the companion of my future life.

Before I am run away with my feelings, perhaps I may state my reasons for marrying.

You are too hasty. You forget that I have given no answer.

I am honoured by your proposal, but I regret that I must decline it.

You could not make me happy and I'm convinced I'm the last woman in the world who could make you happy.

Please understand me, I cannot accept you.

Go back now and say you've changed your mind!

Who will maintain you when your father is dead?

You're free to go off and be jilted yourself.

I've come here to tell you the news.

Oh, for heaven's sake, don't look at me like that.

There was no earthly reason why I shouldn't be as happy with [him//her/them] as any other.

Not all of us can afford to be romantic.

I've been offered a comfortable home and protection. There's a lot to be thankful for.

I'm 27 years old. I've no money and no prospects. I'm already a burden to my parents. And I'm frightened.

Don't judge me, don't you dare judge me.

I must confess, the view from where I sit has been rather grey.

What are you doing here? I had no idea we had the honour.

Do you play the pianoforte, [name]?

I'm well enough acquainted with you to know that I cannot alarm you even should I wish it.

Prepare yourself for something very dreadful.

I do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before.

What on earth have you done to poor [name]?

I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer.

I came to [place name] with the single object of seeing you. I had to see you.

I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectation,

the inferiority of your birth, my rank and circumstance, all these things, and I'm willing to put them aside and ask you to end my agony.

I love you, most ardently.

Are you laughing at me? Are you rejecting me?

What excuse can you give for your behaviour towards [him/her/them]?

Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your circumstances?

Your arrogance and conceit, your selfish disdain for the feelings of others made me realise that you were the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry.

Believe me, men are either eaten up with arrogance or stupidity.

By heavens, [name], what a snob you are.

I would not have come had we known you were here.

You don't mind delaying our journey another day, do you?

I feel as if we are friends already.

Can I persuade you to accompany me to the lake this afternoon?

I know very well that nothing can be done.

[Name] is not half as high and mighty as you sometimes.

Whatever you do, do not appear overbearing.

I must tell you I have been the most unmitigated and comprehensive ass.

Can you die of happiness?

I think that's the most unforgiving speech you've ever made.

I warn you, I am not to be trifled with.

Will you promise never to enter into such an engagement?

I must ask you to leave immediately.

I have never been thus treated in my entire life!

Oh, for once in your life, leave me alone!

How can I ever make amends for such behaviour?

My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever.

I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me, body and soul, and and I love… I love… I love you.

I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

Your hands are cold.

Have you no other objection than your belief in my indifference?

You really do love [him/her/them], don't you?

I cannot believe that anyone can deserve you, but it seems I am overruled.

How are you this evening, my dear?

I wish you would not call me "my dear".

What endearments am I allowed?

i   think   about   you

you   make   me   nervous

you   feel   like   home

don’t   leave   just   yet

i   missed   you   today

i   want   you   close

you’re   hard   to   ignore

you   matter   to   me

my   heart   knows   you

i   care   too   much

you’re   all   i   want

i   waited   for   you

i   feel   it   too

i’m   drawn   to   you

it’s   always   been   you

i   can’t   stop   looking

i   like   you   more

don’t   make   me   fall

stay   a   little   longer

i’m   not   over   you

you’re   more   than   beautiful

you   feel   like   safety

i   need   you   here

you’ve   ruined   my   plans

i   can’t   unfeel   this

i   like   your   laugh

you   have   my   attention

you're   in   my   dreams

i   noticed   everything   about   you

i   didn’t   mean   to

just   say   the   word

i’d   choose   you   again

you’re   impossible   to   forget

i   want   more   time

i   still   remember   everything

i   can’t   fake   this

you’re   not   just   anyone

i   want   to   try

i   want   you   badly

i   wish   you   knew

i   think   you   know

i   meant   every   word

you’re   more   than   enough

you   make   me   better

i   feel   something   real

you’re   messing   me   up

i’m   not   afraid   anymore

don’t   make   me   say   it

i   love   your   voice

you’re   too   important   now

i’d   ruin   everything   for   you

i’m   trying   not   to

you’re   in   my   blood

don’t   let   go   yet

i   ache   for   you

you   already   know,   right?

i   didn’t   expect   you

you   mean   so   much

this   can’t   be   casual

i   need   to   tell   you

it’s   killing   me   inside

you’re   all   i   see

i   feel   so   alive

i   wanted   you   first

it’s   always   been   this

i’d   wait   for   you

you’re   more   than   temptation

i   keep   choosing   you

i’m   not   good   at   this

please   don’t   walk   away

you   were   worth   waiting

you   make   it   hard

it’s   not   just   physical

i   feel   every   second

i   want   to   stay

i   can’t   do   this

say   something,   anything   please

you   still   have   me

i’m   not   pretending   anymore

this   is   all   real

just   let   me   in

i   feel   everything   now

i   tried   to   hide

you’re   already   in   deep

this   changes   everything,   doesn’t   it?

i’m   terrified   to   lose   you

don’t   make   me   guess

you’re   all   i   crave

i   wasn’t   supposed   to

this   is   more   serious

i   didn’t   expect   this

i’ve   never   felt   this

you’re   messing   me   up

can   you   feel   it?

i   don’t   regret   us

i’m   scared   it’s   real

we’re   not   just   friends

you   feel   like   forever

do   you   feel   it?

quotes taken from the album BITE ME by renee rapp. feel free to change anything to your liking !! cw; curings, drinking, cheating

Requested by: @naosh-of-muses

Feel free to change however you see fit!

TW: Some of these lines may not demonstrate healthy friendships/relationships

“Are they bothering you?”

“Don’t worry, I got your back.”

“You really had me worried.”

“Hey! Don’t do that!”

“I’m just.. worried about you, okay?”

“Hey, what happened to you?”

“I’m here to listen if you need to.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll deal with them.”

“I’d fight for you.”

“Is that the person who broke your heart?”

“You know I’d do anything for you.”

“Watch out!”

“I’m sorry, I’m just tired of seeing you get hurt over and over again by the same idiot.”

“Let me walk with you, something’s off about him/her/them.”

“Alright, so who made you cry?”

“Who do I need to punch?”

“You’re worried about me? I’ve been worried about you!”

“What did he/she/they do to you?!”

“You should eat something!”

“Want some advice?”

“Here, let me help you out.”

“Your parents giving you trouble again? You can stay over at my place.”

“You can spend the night at my place if you’re still worried.”

“Stay behind me.”

“You don’t look so good.”

“I’m not jealous! I’m just concerned.”

“You need to be more careful!”

“What are you doing? That’s not safe!”

“Hey, they call me the mom friend for a reason.”

001, a convenience store past midnight.

002, a hospital waiting room at 3 in the morning.

003, a photoshoot outdoors in the middle of winter.

004, an indoor filming set of a detective's office.

005, a new house/apartment filled with unopened cardboard boxes.

006, a swing set in an empty playground at night.

007, on stage in an empty theatre.

008, inside an old abandoned house.

009, an empty cemetery at night.

010, the arrival hall at an airport.

011, the last train compartment that's not full.

012, the roulette table in a casino.

013, on the deck of a cruise ship.

014, a kitchen during a black out, surrounded by candles.

015, a treehouse in the middle of the woods.

016, on the dance floor during a wedding.

017, behind the chapel before the wedding ceremony starts.

018, backstage during the middle of a concert.

019, a crowded club during a bachelorette party.

020, standing in front of a painting at a museum.

021, a small, intimate family barbecue.

022, a gazebo while it's raining.

023, the back of an empty bus.

024, a hotel room with only one bed.

025, an empty balcony while a party goes on inside.

026, a bar just after closing.

027, an empty sports stadium.

028, lakeside while the sun is setting.

030, an empty stretch of road beside a broken down car.

031, in front of a suspicious pool of blood in an empty parking lot.

032, in the crowd of spectators during an underground fight.

033, a plane during a bout of turbulence.

034, on kiss cam at a sports game.

035, at a table during a charity gala.

036, a masquerade ball.

037, a halloween party in a suburban house.

038, the beach in the late afternoon.

039, a dressing room after a big performance.

But how could she say no to eyes so entreating, to a chord of voice so beseeching? Susan isn't Peter. She doesn't carry with her the authority of the eldest. Instead, she carries certain, tangible measures of indulgence. But only to a degree. She chews her lower lip for a moment. "Perhaps," she diplomatically answers, "but only if it is safe to do so."

lucy never had a favorite season. winter wasn't all bad. she liked staying outside as long as she could stand it. lucy didn't care how old she got: she'll never say no to a snowball fight or going sledding down the hill near cair paraval.

she wasn't expecting susan to actually say anything in the realm of yes. lucy actually had a hint of a smile forming. "what would make it unsafe? lucy couldn't imagine narnia being anything dangerous anymore. everything dangerous seemed to be so far away, in lucy's mind. at least, every time she looked at the maps peter or edmund had outside with their scribbles, they did.

she shrugged as she let her sister adjust her coat. "i suppose..." lucy glanced out there and then back at her older sister. "...i'm wondering if any other narnians are out here, like we are. mr. tumnus told me all about the celebrations they used to have." or did they tire of them after a hundred years of winter?

nancy knew how to read people. and she knew remmy wasn't dumb. she had a feeling following her here was on purpose. she was crossing her arms over her chest as she kept her voice down. she never knew who was listening in. he could blow her cover and maybe even his own if he had one. "remind me next time to not tell anyone, not even dad, where i'm going." like that was going to happen. that was her best guess into how remmy found her. "why are you even here? i'm fine." nancy was sure she knew who was threatening who and why.

Her expression falters softly. "No, your Majesty," she mournfully answers. "I--" Melody ducks her head and chews indelicately at her lower-lip, "I-- I haven't any friends." The confession shames her. Oh, she has tried to make them a time or two but Melody is a walking, talking disaster. No, it's safer to talk to nosey guard crabs, to converse with Scuttle, and Max (her dog). Besides, she hears what is said of her- that she doesn't belong amongst her peers. None of it is flattering or worth repeating.

"She seems very kind though," Melody quickly ambles out. That assertion is garnered by the brief moments she had shared with the other. However, Melody wishes they were friends. Having some friends to confide in would be nice.

"Queen Lucy has a lot of wonderful people looking after her." Her heart gives a quieted pang. She would love to have more human friends. Certainly, ones who would understand her fondness for the open waters. No one in her home seemed to appreciate the tantalizing allure of the sea.

Cerulean orbs soften as they linger upon his countenance, still worn with worry. "I can't imagine having such a fright." Truly. Of course, whilst Melody didn't have siblings venturous, or stagnant, she keenly understood looking for someone and not being able to find them. Her heart pounds violently when she can't find Max. "Are you certain you are okay? Do you require a seat?" She finally asks.

The corners of her jaw twitches a little with guilty resignation that the same panic this man felt on the beach with his sister floundering, must be a degree of what Grimsby must feel when she slips off. Even if she was twenty-three herself, her parents never trusted her out of the palace, certainly not without an escort.

His smile chases the thoughts clouding her mind like a storm. "It is a fine blade. Beautifully crafted. It would have been a shame to lose it," Mel agreeably utters. His remark about mermaids drew her gaze upwards with curiosity.

"So they do exist?" The words are spoken to him, and perhaps even more to herself. The dawning revelation brings a strange resolve to her features. Her parents have been lying to her. She is so caught in a tangle of her own thoughts, she nearly misses his continuation. Swallowing, she reminds herself to be present in the conversation. "Uh-- shipwrecks? Or-- Or mermaids?"

The shipwreck looked like it could have been the direct result of the hundred-year freeze. One that she had briefly witnessed. Uncertain, if diving the wreck would get her in trouble or not, Melody felt it wise to be quiet. Her parents would have FLIPPED if they found out.

Relief floods her countenance at his easy agreement. Her sodden shoulders drop, and a low breath untether itself from her lungs. His question causes her to flinch in spite of her efforts to contain it. Mel swallows thickly, shifting uneasily upon her feat. "Because it's dangerous." Okay, now that sounded stupid. Of course, she just saw part of how dangerous the sea could be.

Softly, she reasons. "My parents would lose their minds if they knew just how far out I swam."Who was she kidding, returning with seaweed in her hair would get her grounded until she was greying spinster. It should have been impossible to swim the distance she had, in the time she had. "They'd say the rules are there for my safety." She disagrees. Walls were too restrictive. Then she softly whispers. "Something about a stranger wishing me dead."

"peter's fine." it came out before he could really stop it. it was almost a habit at this point. especially since he didn't really want to ask someone that saved his sister to keep calling him that. it sounded too formal. and it was hard to feel so formal and kingly when he was covered in water and sand from hugging lucy when she came out of the water. he nodded as he chuckled to himself. "lucy can make friends with a wall. but she knows how to sneak past everyone." she's always been like that. "she'll definitely want to thank you after once she's not coughing up half the ocean, miss..." he trailed off. he didn't even know this girl's name. then, in his other ear, he can already hear the narnians tending to lucy talk about bringing her back to cair paraval to get her warmed up and dry.

peter nodded. the nerves were still there but he had enough to keep his head on straight. she was fine and no one was hurt. he had to repeat that in his head like a mantra. he shouldn't think the alternative because the alternative didn't happen. "we couldn't find her anywhere, me, susan, or ed." he had a feeling the others were similar. no doubt, they'd be hugging and telling lucy how much she scared them to death. but he shook his head at the question. then again, he was already covered in water and sand anyway. "i'm alright. but i am going to take a minute and sit out here, if you don't mind." he just sat in the sand next to her. peter would sit outside on occasion. but he hasn't been out to the beach for a while. sometimes he'll sneak out when he had a free moment but he hasn't had them lately.

"mermaids? here, yes. they're actually quite sweet." he's met a few and he's never met one that had a rude bone in their body. "beautiful voices too." he's heard them sing for celebrations, the pevensies' birthdays, a couple of times when they just seemed to be joyus. "shipwrecks. we can't exactly swim that deep and i haven't really asked anyone." peter knew the history of narnia. he researched it the moment he became high king, like the others studied with him. but shipwrecks...he didn't know many. her answer to his question made him stop. narnia could be dangerous. but it wasn't the first thing people said about narnia with the pevensies ruling it. "narnia's dangerous?" he was trying to place her somewhere, think of a place that might think that way about them. "it used to be, when they had the witch." and she still had followers wandering narnia. is that what she was talking about?

he had a questioning look on his face. he didn't want to be too nosy or make her feel like she had to tell him everything. "even if it was to save someone's life?" he could understand some flexibility on that part. she seemed to be telling him, who she barely knew, what was on her mind. but he just listened. he grew up with two sisters. he knew when to not speak and let them get out what's on their mind. most of the time. he shrugged. he was trying to offer a reassuring smile. "at times." when he gave in to pressure of other people trying to advise him, he felt like that. at least he had edmund. they were always on each other's sides, it seemed. "i'm just lucky i have three people that stand by my decisions." without them, he'd probably make more rash decisions based on emotion. peter didn't have bad intentions. he was passionate about narnia, like always. "i'm guessing you're not from here." he didn't recognize her from anywhere nearby.