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AMANDA EXHALED EVENLY, her gaze dropping to the ground. ❝ AT THE RISK of sounding like a BAD TEEN NOVEL sometimes I’m NOT SURE why I even BOTHER. I gotta learn how to STOP FUCKIN’ givin’ a damn. Got ANY TIPS ??? ❞
Jeremy always cares. In all honesty, he cares too goddamn much, really. About everything : what his friends think about him, what his parents think about him, about his appearance, about what he says, and what he does ; about how his friends are doing, how his enemies, even. It’s a terrible habit and it’s one he’s never quite been able to shake, hard as he tries. “ UH . . . Maybe I’m not the BEST person to talk to about this, mostly because I’m pretty sure my life HAS been a BAD TEEN NOVEL to this point . . . a la TWILIGHT, if you were curious. But, I guess there’s gotta be some kind of, uh, I dunno, POWER in knowing that only you define yourself, or something like that? That whole you give words power kinda philosophy?”
Because saving the people you love isn’t stupid. It isn’t even a choice.
Kami Garcia, Beautiful Chaos (via thelovejournals)
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“I mean, the secret is to know how to make sense of the random nonsense.” He offers up a grin, which admittedly probably doesn’t help when it comes to figuring out if he’s talking shit or not.
“Police radios are a whole other level, though, why do you even have one of those?”
“That’s so much easier said than done,” Jeremy complains. It’s so close to whining, though, his childish nature shining through wonderfully. “I really don’t feel like going through all these self - help books to try to start learning dream symbolism.
“As for the radio,” wonderful segue, Jeremy. “I wonder if that’s influencing my dreams? Weird stuff on the radio, weird stuff in my head, that makes sense, right?” A beat, and a thought. “Huh. I think my friend may have lifted it one day, and it’s just made its home on my kitchen counter from now on, actually.”
implausiblynaive.
“Um….. every adventure I’ve ever gone on probably? Yeah, yeah— every single adventure. Each one was stupider than the last, too, so there’s also that. It all sucks. What’s the stupidest thing that’s ever happened to you?”
“You know what? Fair.” Jeremy can’t help but laugh, even just a little, but it’s free from any malice or condescension. Just understanding, this time. “Total cop - out, but fair.” Pause. “Does stealing a cop car count?”

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@themoralpuppington said : “Imo noto okayo!!!!!!!!”
“Aside from the fact that that’s still English, dude,” Jeremy says, conflicting emotions flickering across his face. On one hand, this secret language is laughable, and it’s a little hard not to do so, but on the other, does he really have it in him to ignore a cry for help? As ridiculous as it may be? “Uhhh,” he says, trying to plan out the words in his head first, though they still come out as unsure, and he hopes not mocking, at least. “Do - oh, you - oh, need - oh, to - oh, talk - oh?”
@implausiblynaive / sc.
“Stupidest adventure you’ve ever gone on. Go.”
Fuck It! My Immortal Sentence Starters!
Taken from here and slightly edited for rp purposes. General warning for some fuckery.
“I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white.”
“I’m not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie!”
“I’m a goth.” In case you couldn’t tell.
“I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there.”
“It’s snowing and raining so there’s no sun—which I’m very happy about.”
“A lot of preps are staring at me.” Puts up middle finger at them.
“Is it good? Please tell me, fangz!”
“Preps, stop flaming ma story!”
“Do you like __?”
“No I so fucking don’t!”
“Good Charlotte is having a concert in Hogsmeade.”
“Oh. My. Fucking. GOD! They’re my favorite band, besides MCR.”
“What the fucking hell?”
“He put his thingie in my you-know-what.”
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUCKERS.”
“The only reson he swor was bcuz he had a headache!”
“You ludacris fools!”
“Why would you do that you ludacris dunces?”
“BECAUSE I LOVE HER”
“Fine. Very well. Go up to your rooms.”
“My name is ___ but people mostly call me Vampire these days.”
“Why?”
“Because I like the taste of human blood.” Giggles.
“Well, I’m a Vampire.”
“Dark misery was in his depressed eyes.”
“She is very haunted and depressed about it.”
“Since she has converted to Satanism she is now Slytherin now not Griffindoor.”
“He dumped me because he liked Britney, the stupid preppy fucker.”
“I felt bad for him even though I’m a sadist so I stopped.”
“I hath telekinesis.”
“We call him Diabolo now.”
“You might think I’m a slut but I’m really not.”
“How fucking could you–you–you–fucking poser muggle bitch!”
“I started crying tears of blood.”
“Abra Kedavra!”
“What do you know? You’re just a little Hogwarts student!”
“I MAY NOT BE A HOGWARTS STUDENT! BUT I’M ALSO A SATANIST!”
“I thought you didn’t have the scar anymore?”
“I do but Diabolo changed it into a pentagram for me.”
“Fuck off. You know I fucking hate the color pink anyway, and I don’t like fucked up preps like you.”
“Imo noto okayo!”
“You look Kawaii, girl.”
“STOP IT NOW YOU HORNY SIMPLETONS!”
“Allah Kedavra!”
“Rid my sight you despicable preps!”
“Snaketail, what are thou doing?”
“It’s so unfair! Why can’t I be ugly or plain like da other girls!”
“Im too good at many things!”
“WHY CAN’T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT’S A FUCKING CURSE!”
“So I guess ur a prep or a Cristina or a what now?”
“OK then I guess I will have to.”
“___ are you a PREP?”
“Hey bitch you look Kawaii.”
“U moronic idiots!”
“What a fucking poser!”
i moved onto bloodsucking bastards n lowkey can rlly see jeremy in evans position but like.
as a living vampire vs. the undead vampires. ( not that jeremy processes the difference, and still considers himself “undead” in the colloquial sense. )

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@failfear : ‘ pandas don’t like macaroni . ’ the haunting of hill house.
An indignant pout spreads across the vampire’s face almost the exact second oliver finishes speaking. Gut retort, have you ever tried asking one? rests tucked away in the back of his mind. He’s normally pretty composed, smart.
But then there are those little stupid things that you decide, this is the anthill i’m going to die on today, and these dumb pandas seem to be just the goddamn thing. Jeremy folds his arms, shakes his head. Decides on giving a real, well - thought out, constructive response. Something intelligent.
“Yeah, well, have you ever tried ASKING one?” oof. So close. “I’m sure bamboo pasta’s a delicacy.”
@prometheas : ‘ i just want a hot boyfriend to fall from the sky and into my bedroom u feel me . ’ tumblr text posts.
It’s like Rhys can read his mind. There’s an ease to the way Rhys says it that Jeremy can’t imagine himself possessing. ( And that ease is something that makes Jeremy feel at ease around him. ) Jeremy doesn’t immediately respond, but he can’t stop himself from GRINNING, and nodding in agreement. “But honestly? I think I’ll say same once boys stop being the absolute WORST to deal with.”
@eyedented : "Oh, uh... well, y' see, I was supposed to look like a Ghostbuster. But me costume ain't done yet." Did he procrastinate on it until now? Yes, he did.
On one hand, it’s all too easy for Jeremy to seamlessly blend - in on Halloween, as is. Not one bit of him - or his friends - would seem out of place. But for someone as jumpy as he tends to be, Jeremy’s not much a fan of the ‘ spooky season ’, if he’s being honest. Sure, handing out candy is fun, but he’s not much of a costume or party kind of guy either, which leaves him in a weird position.
As it stands right now, though, Jeremy’s stuck in a rather earnest attempt at a Han Solo costume, with his Leia missing (conveniently), as he’s hiding from the last member of his little trio. He may have a high tolerance for all sort of ridiculous shenanigans when it comes to his friends, but a best friend dressed as Freddy Kreuger hellbent on scaring the daylights out of him first chance he’ll get is not something he looks forward to.
Curious as ever, Jeremy tries to keep himself occupied while he looks for Darla, engaged in any conversation he can find an opening to. Easy enough, when most of the town is alive with Halloween festivities, and the largely pop-culture ignorant teenager doesn’t recognize most costumes.
2-D’s answer makes him laugh, and he takes in the others’ base of a ? costume. “Well! At least, y’know, you got a really great jumpsuit out of it! Get yourself a backpack and you can still swing it as a, like, college - edition Ghost-buster!” It’s alright, 2-D, Jeremy still thinks your costume is pretty rad.
▸ KISS KISS BANG BANG ( 2005 ) SENTENCES
assorted quotes & prompts from the film ; mature content and language may be used, feel free to adjust as necessary.
❝ you’ve got thirty of my fucking seconds. thrill me. ❞
❝ i peed on the corpse. can they get identification from that ? ❞
❝ i’m sorry, you peed on what ? ❞
❝ why in pluperfect hell would you pee on a corpse ?! ❞
❝ i shot him with a small revolver i keep near my balls. ❞
❝ merry christmas, sorry i fucked you over. ❞
❝ look up idiot in the dictionary, and you know what you’ll find ? the definition of idiot, which you fucking are ! ❞
❝ i’m going to be an actress. ❞
❝ like most soon to be fucked up girls, she was wicked smart. ❞
❝ i’m wetter than drew barrymore at a grunge club. ❞
❝ do not think, just walk the fuck away. ❞
❝ look around, there’s younger and better. ❞
❝ i don’t want younger and better. i want you. ❞
❝ did you father ever love you ? ❞
❝ sorry, i swear a lot. ❞
❝ i killed him, didn’t i ? ❞
❝ what, do you think i’m stupid ? ❞
❝ i think you wouldn’t know how to feed yourself if you didn’t flap your mouth so much. ❞
❝ go home before something bad happens to you. ❞
❝ are you threatening me ? ❞
❝ moron, go home before the bad guys do something to you. ❞
❝ i’ve never finished anything that i started in my entire life. ❞
❝ i have this thing where somewhere down the middle, i cut and run. ❞
❝ you don’t get it, do you ? this isn’t good cop, bad cop. ❞
❝ is she dead ? no, she’s just resting her eyes. ❞
❝ that’s pretty fuckin’ obscure, man. ❞
❝ your mouth is a recommended place to put a sock. ❞
❝ i grabbed your tit, it’s a fucking biggie ! ❞
❝ fuck off, don’t be a schmuck. ❞
❝ good morning, elmo, what’s in your basket ? ❞
❝ by now you may wonder how i ended up here. or maybe not. maybe you wonder how silly putty picks up shit from comic books. ❞
❝ you put a live round in that gun ? ❞
❝ there was like an eight percent chance … ❞
❝ who the fuck taught you math ? ❞
❝ there’s an empty table over there. i hear it’s a recommended cheeseball hang out. ❞
❝ the other reindeer just laughed at him. then, out of the blue, they need him. ❞
❝ go. sleep badly. ❞
❝ what, fuckhead ? who taught you grammar ? badly is an adverb. ❞
❝ have you solved the case of the dead people in LA ? ❞
( * & . — THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE SENTENCE STARTERS
* warning : may contain spoilers for episodes one through ten .
‘ if you were me , you wouldn’t be such a fucking asshole . ’
‘ the world out there has teeth and it is hungry and it is stupid and it eats and eats mindlessly . ’
‘ you listen to your gut . even if it makes them hate you . ’
‘ i am a dream and so are you and so are we . ’
‘ you are a looker , aren’t you ? ’
‘ honey , someone’s in the house . ’
‘ i’m dreaming , right ? ’
‘ i just need a little time away . it’s nothing more than that . ’
‘ you’re saying it was an accident , so you accidentally put your hand through a mirror ? ’
‘ i’m scared . that’s all i am . there is nothing else . i’m only scared . ’
‘ do you think there’s something wrong with me ? like , really wrong ? ’
‘ it’s alright , sugar . it’s just a dream — just a screaming meemie . ’
‘ we yield to it or we fight it , but we cannot meet it halfway . ’
‘ i seldom am well behaved . ’
‘ i enjoyed the conversation , but i’m gonna say goodnight . ’
‘ did you just punch me in the boob ? ’
‘ just enjoy me . i’m loving you . ’
‘ i wouldn’t have changed a thing . i need you to know that . ’
‘ forgiveness is warm like a tear on a cheek . ’
‘ i loved you completely and you loved me the same . ’
‘ that’s all . the rest is confetti . ’
‘ forgive a girl for being lonely . ’
‘ there’s nothing sadder than a cold bed . ’
‘ journey’s end when lovers meet . ’
‘ journeys don’t end , not if you love someone . they don’t end at all . ’
‘ probably best you didn’t say anything to them . ’
‘ i’m asking you to love me hard for the next few minutes . ’
‘ i’m gonna jump and i’m asking you to hold my hand while i’m falling . ’
‘ i have something that i have to tell you , but i need you to remember when i do that i love you . ’
‘ i wish i would’ve loved you better . ’
‘ pandas don’t like macaroni . ’
‘ i’m just floating in this ocean of nothing and i wonder if this is it , this is what death is . ’
‘ i wonder if this is what death is , just out there in the darkness , just darkness and numbness and alone . ’
‘ i wondered if that’s what they felt , just numb and nothing and alone . ’
‘ he was a light in the darkness . he was a life preserver in the ocean . ’
‘ i reached for him because i had to feel something . i had to feel anything . ’
‘ god , i’m so glad i did it though . thank god it worked . ’
‘ i felt scared . so fucking scared . ’
‘ honestly i had to do it because it felt better than feeling nothing . ’
‘ that thorough fucking shame was so much better than that horrible empty feeling . ’
‘ you have to live . ’
‘ i don’t — i don’t know how to do this without you . ’
‘ i learned a secret : there is no without . i am not gone . i am scattered into so many pieces , sprinkled on your life like new snow . ’
‘ when we die , we turn into stories and every time someone tells one of those stories it’s like we’re still here . ’
‘ we’re all stories in the end . ’
‘ you’re supposed to protect me , but you say the meanest things to me when i try to tell you things . ’
‘ that was really wild stuff . ’
‘ that was really wild stuff considering you were asleep for , what , like… ninety-nine percent of it ? ’
‘ i’m sorry . i should have made more of an effort with you . ’
‘ you tried the best that you could . i should’ve met you halfway . ’
‘ people fuck up . i guess you don’t get that — you really don’t get it until you fuck up . really fuck up . ’
‘ i felt… nothing . just nothing . and it spread everywhere in me , this nothing , until i couldn’t feel anything anymore . i was just this dark , empty black hole . ’
‘ i felt nothing and so i drank and i drank and nothing worked . i couldn’t feel anything . ’

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You cannot save everyone. It is something you learn eventually, as time passes by and people come in and take their place in the Netherworld - There is no shortage of tragic deaths, of people meeting their ends too soon or too late or at times before it ever got to be too soon or too late. María had an eternity of this - Of looking people in the face and ensuring that everything would be in the handbook ( a half-truth. The handbook could help, but it could not UNDERSTAND ). At first it had infuriated her ( she hated working here, and everything about her position ), but then the empathy took over only to be replaced by a weird sense of apathy and detachment. It had been so long. Not that she liked her job, but the emotional journey had led her to an undeniable truth: One simply could not die with every death. Still, there were times ( times almost like when the living girl had ran in with the false hope of finding her mother, though just as heartbreaking ) where Celeste still felt for those in front of her.
This? This was a kid, for all intent and purposes - Scared and unsure and yet also seemingly older than his age. ❝ Well where are you trying to be ? ❞ If you listen carefully, you can almost grasp the gentleness behind her usual bored tone ( perhaps gentleness was humoring him at all ). ❝ This is the NETHERWORLD. Given your state, it seems to me that you are exactly in the right place. You must know that. There is a handbook. ❞
A brief moment passes, and then, eyes slightly narrowing in wonder - ❝ How old are you ? ❞
“I don’t . . .” Jeremy trails off before he can get any of his words out. He doesn’t know where he’s trying to be. Not here, he knew, but he could hardly grasp where here was. Then he’s given pause, trying to remember what he did with the damn thing.
A HANDBOOK. When has he ever been known to read his handbook? He didn’t read the Vampire’s Handbook until it benefit him - he had to be coaxed into it with promises of girls and stupid, ( near - useless ) magic powers. He didn’t draw the door to the Netherworld, at least, he doesn’t remember doing that himself. He thinks it was one of the others that were killed with him. (Silver bullets may do nothing to him, but to others? That’ll easily kill a human.)
Tomorrow was my two - hundredth birthday, he wants to say, words dissolving on his tongue. He looks down at his hands, soft and uncalloused, and at his sneakers, dirty, torn up, well - worn. “Seventeen.” Jeremy’s blessed with slower aging than most. Perhaps it is because he never harmed a human, or because he turned at a young age. He doesn’t know if he looks as young as he says, he hasn’t seen himself in a mirror in that long, but if what his - living - friends had said was anything to go by, he still has that glow of youth. He wonders if, because he can seem a child, something different is in store for him. After all, the death of a child is mourned differently than that of an adult. “Tomorrow was my birthday.”
@frequencyfound / sc.
Jeremy likes to think of himself as a patient kind of guy. He likes to think he’s handled a whole lifetime or two, or three, with little incident. Sure, there’s been fights, there’s been other hunters, there’s been grief. But he’s a big kid, he learned to accept it and move on. He hasn’t been that anxious, freaky little kid for a very long time.
Now, though, he thinks he’s clenching his fists so tightly that his nails were just moments from cutting into the flesh of his palms. Fleeting thoughts pass by, wondering if this is just what happens when a stake is driven through a heart; if this is what was meant to happen to him at seventeen, years ago. Would his family be here? His friends? Would he know anyone here - could he find anyone here? He catches himself - not breathing. The panic rises quickly, bubbling up from the pit of his stomach, until it has his chest in its clutches. A sense of dread rushes at him, hitting him all at once. He hasn’t spoken a single word, not for a long stretch. He breaks that silence, and for the first time in what feels like an eternity, he looks just like a scared child.
“Am I in the right place?”