ᶜᵘˡᵗ 𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

"I   dare   you   to   try."

"Do   you   always   get   close?"

"You’re   pushing   my   limits."

"Stop   looking   at   me   like   that."

"I’m   losing   control   here."

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

"I   can’t   resist   you   anymore."

"Stay   back,   or   don’t."

"I   know   what   you   want."

"This   is   getting   dangerous   now."

"You’re   too   tempting   for   me."

"I   shouldn’t   want   this,   but…"

"I   don’t   play   fair,   remember?"

"Careful,   you’re   testing   me."

"You’re   just   making   it   worse."

"You’re   too   close   for   comfort."

"Do   you   always   push   buttons?"

"Stop   before   I   kiss   you."

"You’re   making   it   too   hard."

"I   can’t   stop   thinking   about   you."

"I   want   you   too   much."

"You   know   exactly   what   you’re   doing."

"I’m   not   playing   games   here."

"You’ve   crossed   the   line   now."

"Keep   pushing,   and   you’ll   regret   it."

"This   is   dangerous,   isn’t   it?"

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"Don’t   make   me   regret   this."

"You’re   playing   with   fire."

"You   don’t   know   what’s   coming."

"I   shouldn’t   be   this   close."

"We’re   getting   dangerously   close   now."

"I   can   feel   the   heat."

"Don’t   test   me   right   now."

"I   want   you   too   badly."

"Don’t   make   me   chase   you."

"You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

"I   won’t   fall   for   this."

"I   want   you,   but…"

"What   do   you   want   from   me?"

"I’ll   never   give   in."

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"You’re   playing   with   my   patience."

"Don’t   make   this   harder,   please."

"I   can’t   stop   this   feeling."

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

"You   won’t   walk   away   unscathed."

"You’re   walking   a   fine   line."

"I’m   trying   to   stay   calm."

Look, asshole, I didn’t say I ain’t heard of it. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse me for not being the world’s biggest Madonna fan.

@pscentral event 30: friendship

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

his begging to go to a hospital wasn't working, &. wasn't going to be looked at too kindly now that this asshole started running his mouth about some kind of set-up. but to say there was nothing he could do was a far fuckin' cry from the truth. but hey, whatever helps the guy sleep at night. fuck knows if he wants to think himself a good guy, so be it. not like it matters much, now. despite the inability to breathe properly there was a nagging jealousy at the bite of tobacco in the air. a bit of a harshness in wide nostrils, as freddy was a lights man. "yeah, s'the tin man, stupid motherfucker . . ." is all he says. lolling eyes bringing a wrist upward in a slow tilt. "hey, give me one a' those will ya?" fuck it. fuck this &. fuck him. as much as he wants to beg for more comfort, more companionship . . . he can't. not now.

he likes teasing. what he's good at. a funny guy - or a wise guy, they'd call him in the biz. but he's quick on his feet. a little too memorable for some work, but charming enough to talk his way out of any sticky situation he may find himself in. at least mostly. sure, he under-thinks sometimes. but that's neither here nor there. danny is the mastermind, after all. rusty's just a lieutenant, &. sometimes he takes such comforting knowledge to heart.

desperate attempt to pass time, sure. easy money, mitigated risk. celebrities had deep pockets, even d-listers. "well, i guess we can think the heavens i'm not the idea guy . . ." he cocks his head, still smiling with a shrug as he looks over at danny briefly. "tedious maybe, but guaranteed money, &. home by 1am. name another job with that kinda security." jobs for thee, not for we. he leans deeper into the seat of the car, taking a drag as he settles with a re-grip of the wheel. renewed laughter as he scratches his chin, while sharing wheel with cigarette. "s'that right?" even behind glasses his eyes asks whether he's been broken in for him while he was in there. but he doesn't like the thought, as much as it would make them laugh. knowing that's the last thing he's talking about.

Emily Prentiss & Aaron Hotchner

he's already the shameful secret. the black-sheep, the ostracized, the odd one out. . . . but he is provably not the one of them who can't control his fucking emotions. but . . . he's his father's faithful rook in the legal game of chess he plays, &. admittedly he plays it well. but when he's the only suit in a line-up filled with dirt, cow shit &. cowboy hats? you start to wonder if there's something wrong with you. but that just meant he was the smartest, right? perhaps. but in any scenario, he's not lee, he's not rip, he's not like kayce. &. he is certainly not his father. he's never killed anyone, before. dad kept he &. beth clean of it, due to . . . well, beth being his only daughter &. jamie's hands needing to stay squeaky, despite knowledge.

lee's voice doesn't immediately calm him down, because he's near retching at the anxiousness clawing up his esophagus. leaning against the car with flat palm as he holds off. or, tries to.

he's grabbed, straightened &. shook. his mouth hangs half-open in a display of crooked teeth, while his hands grip fistfuls of lee's shirt. rocking on his heels in shuddery steps, or half-scrapes through the dirt. the fear having stricken jamie into a frozen stance while he trembles beneath large hand. his elbows are notched, bent. also frozen. fingers curl uselessly, in the meantime. though the second call of his name causes him to truly snap out of it, while his head jerks into a shaky nod. his head raising in the shaky attempt at a breath he tries. though . . . not as deep as it should be. blue eyes visibly shifting. jaw trying to twist until he submits, which is the span of half a second.