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Send one of these to my muse and they'll react to having it whispered in their ear. It's a mix of fluff, angst, and nsfw.
"I'm going to kill you."
"You're mine, and mine alone."
"No one's gonna harm you."
"Stay away from me."
"Watch your back."
"Kiss me or kill me, the choice is yours."
"I'm going to make you tremble."
"I love you."
"I hate you."
"By the time I'm done with you the whole block is going to know my name."
"What's that? Cat got your tongue?"
"If you don't leave right now I'm going to kick your ass."
"I want you, now."
"I need you."
"You can't touch me."
"Promise me you'll be gentle."
"You don't make the demands here."
"Stop me if you hate me so much."
"I'm going to tear you inside out."
"Say my name."
"Stay with me, please."
"Don't leave."
"You're the best thing I have."
"Please don't hate me."
"You're all I have left."
"Say that you love me, please I need to hear it."
"Just leave I don't need you."
"Hope is a lie."
"I want to have your babies."
"I want you to have my babies."
RULE 1. You can only say Guilty or Innocent. RULE 2. You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks! Now, here’s what you’re supposed to do… And please do not spoil the fun. Delete my answers, type in your answers and tag 3-10 of your friends to answer this. Then see what happens.
Tagged by: ladyofwonder
Tagging: Anyone else who wants to do this.
❝Woah,❞ Han sets his hands in his sides, light brown eyes scanning the insides of the Batcave with curious excitement, ❝so this is what the cave looks like. It took me like an hour to find.❞
❝What the fu-❞
Damian is sitting at the supercomputer doing research for... homework... when the intruder bursts in like he owns the place. His first instinct, of course, is to protect his identity. So he fumbles for his mask, hastily pressing it into place on his face as he turns to see who exactly is causing a disturbance in his hideout. He lets out an almost audible sigh when he sees who it is, and his hands, still holding the mask, fall from his face. Han knows who he is, there is no need to hide it.
❝Oh, it's just you.❞
Though, the moments the words leave his mouth, questions raise in his mind, such as-
❝How on earth did you bypass security and get in here without even me noticing? I had my eye on the cameras-❞
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
He barely looks up from his notebook, not realizing that she is addressing him in the first place. It’s only after a moment of silence that he actually glances over to see her looking at him expectantly. He gathers the scraps he’s crumpled and set aside, arranging them into a neat pile
❝I’m not sure why it even matters to you, honestly. But I intend to do it as many times as I please, until I’ve done it right, and I am satisfied.❞
Not that his task of rewriting his notes from the lecture he attended earlier in the day requires the utmost of perfection, but Damian enjoys being organized and neat. It’s a habit from his youth he will never let go of.

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“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”
❝I don't want the cookie, so... no.❞
It isn't completely true, he does want the cookie, but he isn't going to make a fuss if he doesn't get it. He can get one from somewhere else, if he really wants to, after all. It doesn't matter to him, either way. That, however, does not stop him from taking cookie and childishly stuffing it into his mouth the moment she turns away, simply because she said she wouldn't give it to him. His mouth is still full as he mumbles loudly enough to be heard,
❝It's a good cookie, though...❞
“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
He stares at the female for a few seconds, his eyebrows furrowing slightly in confusion.
❝Alright, but I never said anything about doubting you...❞
A moment passes as he takes in her slightly hostile stance, and a scoff passes though his lips as he turns back to his previous activities (such as not having this conversation), his indifference nearly palpable.
❝Not that I have any idea what you're talking about in the first place...❞
You grow at speeds that make even the Flash hesitate. I’ve been well, save for the mugger I dealt with not long before you caught my eye. (` the hands resting on her hips remain there, though she looks off to scan their surroundings; at civilians walking around the two, taking in the bustling city; before her eyes meet his again, a friendly smile settled on her lips. ) Any particular reason you have for wandering about? Perhaps a mission?
[;-he nearly snorts at her joke, and it takes all of his discipline to remain composed, although the corner of his lips quirk slightly.] No, I'm not on a mission. It's more... personal research. I'm simply observing the area, for the most part. [;-he purposely leaves unsaid what exactly it is he is attempting to research, turning slightly to get a better look at something that catches his attention through the corner of his eye.] Not that I'm getting very far with that... what about yourself? Out and about on duty?
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STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!
*These are completely interchangeable, they’re just in categories to make it easier for all of y’all.
FOR AMIGOS;
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
“You were right. As per usual.”
“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”
“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”
“Is that – that’s a naked Scarlett Johansson on your fridge.”
“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”
“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”
“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”
“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”
“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”
“Hey! Give me your pants. Quick, give me your pants.”
“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”
“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”
“Hippos are hungry, hungry! And you are considerably larger than a small piece of lettuce!”
“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”
“I don’t even miss my ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, I just miss my glockenspiel.”
“It happens to everyone, you just sell your skirt for some coke.”
“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”
“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”
“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”
“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”
“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
“We have to change our names and run away to Mexico. It’s the only way. Adios.”
“How much money do you have on you?”
“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”
“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”
“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”
FOR LOVERS;
“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”
“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”
“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”
“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”
“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”
“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”
“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”
“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”
“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”
“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”
“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”
“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”
“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”
“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”
“My dog licks better than you do.”
“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”
“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”
“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”
“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”
“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”
“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”
“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”
“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”
“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”
“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”
“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”
“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”
“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”
“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”
FOR TEXTERS;
[text] This is upsetting my poop.
[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.
[text] So it involves feces and large birds.
[text] She said that to you? Why?
[text] Please come back. I miss you.
[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.
[text] …did you just send me a nude?
[text] FUCK OFF YOU ONE-EYED WHORE.
[text] I don’t know why I said that.
[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.
[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.
[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?
[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.
[text] Please. I need this so badly.
[text] I trust you completely.
[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.
[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.
[text] She lost it. She completely lost it. She said her uterus was attacking her bone marrow.
[text] I will not get you donuts.
[text] Please? I love you.
[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.
[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.
[text] I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t think he’d duck when the ball came at him, I’m sorry.
[text] You’re cute.
[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.
[text] Fuck off.
[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.
"Are you trustworthy?"
The voice startles him, and he looks up from the book spread open before him. It’s usually quiet in the coffee shop this time of day, and so Damian takes the opportunity to grab a cup and study for a bit. He, obviously, is not expecting to be interrupted, and he forces himself to give the man a somewhat neutral expression.
❝Depends on what you’re expecting to trust me with, I suppose. If you’re going to ask me to watch your stuff or something, I’m going to have to regretfully inform you that you are on your own there.❞
If you have a soul you should click play, and probably start crying at some point within the next 5 minutes
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Good, good. I do not want to mistaken. {/she leans closer to him, caressing his cheek with one of her hands} Thank you and I will get going for now. I have to feed my babies once I get home but let's hope we meet soon. {/she presses a kiss to the corner of his lips before pulling away, winking before running past him to jump above the rooftop's railing-- disappearing into the darkness}
[;-his initial reaction is to lash out at the violation of his personal space, and the feeling is multiplied by the press of her lips to the corner of his own. but he holds back, grinding his teeth and curling his hands into fists at his sides as he allows her to slink past him and make a get away.]

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multibrainkay replied to your post:Merida
Good grades? Really?
Well, yes. I am a university student, and I aim for the best. [;-his shoulders raise in a nonchalant shrug.] It's the way I was raised.
Oh, look who came out from the ugly batcave.
[;-he scoffs, waving a hand flippantly.] Clearly it was neither your wit nor your intelligence.