you're no hero.

i’ve got my other starters drafted still, but i’m in the mood for some shorter threads. so like this for a starter, maybe?

feel free to change the pronouns and things to fit your muse!

“no, i’m not a writer.”

“i really thought i would never find you!”

“to be honest, i really don’t feel like going 100 kilometers to see a mushroom.”

“how long have you and ____ been engaged?”

“i have to write her back.”

“i’m sorry, i didn’t know true love had an expiration date.”

“i’m not lonely, i’m engaged.”

“i honestly think she has no interest in meeting a woman that can manage to jam ‘oh my god’ and ‘awesome’ in the same sentence.”

“_____ doesn’t approve. but that makes this all the more fun!”

“what’s so romantic about eating in the dirt?”

“let’s not invalidate my entire existence.”

“i’m _____. do you remember?”

“what is it with you and men? they fall at your feet!”

“i just didn’t have you pinned down as the save-humanity type at all.”

“i’m not a big believer in happy endings.”

“are you insinuating that i’m more of the type to be dumped rather than do the dumping?”

“if i found the love of my life, i wouldn’t stand there like an idiot, whispering in the garden. i would grab her off of that blasted balcony and be done with it.”

“i don’t expect you to understand any of this because you don’t know a thing about real loss.”

“i never should’ve kissed you. i was completely out of bounds.” 

“an angel brought you to me.”

“we’re family. so i think you’ll understand why i’m telling you you’re a total idiot.”

“i love who you are. but i’ve changed.”

“you look beautiful.”

“but it’s too late. it’s clearly too late.”

“i love you. i can’t believe i just said that, but i do.”

(or the other way around - tell me!)

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

     Hearing the confusion in his voice, she shuffled awkwardly, downcast eyes widening in what was almost shame. She probably just sounded silly. She had misspoken, using the term bench press in place of what she had actually meant: panini press. It was a trivial slip of the tongue, caused by a mixture of her nervousness while speaking and her incomplete familiarity with the usage of either.

one matter in that vein suddenly struck reiner, as his arms unfolded to confirm a matter of significant import. his hands carefully gripped the lady’s sides, carefully avoiding any sensitive areas, and then... well. he lifted her up. she wasn’t heavy, unsurprisingly - he wasn’t sure what he’d expected, really, judging by her smaller frame alone. still holding her aloft, reiner nodded to himself; he knew now what he needed to.