desperate times, right?

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐏

11:00 PM, London.

Shouts, fights, laziness between men. Only men. It was a good local, not for the people tho, a 60's style actually.

The people who were there weren't really making the local looking fine...

Last night, a guy died hit by a car, he was drunk. No one really cares if you get really drunk and risk your life.

But hey! Charlie was still alive, isn't him?

But, after all these things, Charlie was still loyal to this local... Drinks are perfect, this is why no one leaves sober there. It was a miracle Charlie leaves sober too.

Anyway, this is how he passed his nights...

He doesn't even know how to spend his last money, though all the tax he has to pay to.

No more adventures, no more treasures that were worth for. He has to find a job, a real job... Which really took him down. He never imagined he would arrive to an end like this...

“Whiskey, mate.”

Whiskey... Why not a simple beer?

It goes well, and it's enough for a celebratory drink, and Chloe doesn't think twice before driving herself and her lads to the nearest pub.

Truth be told, being in London or not, Chloe doesn't expect to see him. At least, not tonight, not with other, slightly more important things going through her mind.

Approaching him, Chloe makes it in time to hear his order. Whiskey, neat, and at that, she places her hand on the small of his back and leans close to his personal space. Way too personal to be comfortable, even, hadn't it been Charlie.

At this point, both of them are used to dancing around each other.

"Hm," Musing, she said. "Never thought you were a whiskey sorta guy."

Silence...

Why? If men would shut up, it's when they see a nice gal. Indeed... It was.

A warm hand touched his, usual, green shirt and he would recognize it in every way, the hand that took care of him in his unlucky days for his legs. But, it didn't believe it... He couldn't believe it was her. After all the places she has been to, would she really come back to London? If she did, it surely wasn't for him..

“Me neith-” Charlie interrupted himself, he was almost to reply her comment. Now recognizing her voice too.. no doubts, this woman was Chloe Frazer herself. And.. he didn't really know how to feel about it, after months or even years they didn't meet each other, and.. can't say she decided the worst moment to see him, when his state isn't really the best...

“Bright...eyes? What brings you here, darling?” A nervous chuckle left his lips, he doesn't even know why he is reacting like this to her presence. While he questioned, he finally decided to give her a look.. she was the same person, well.. she gained more ‘muscles’ he could say. Not bad!

"Y'know," Shrugging, Chloe orders another beer for her, before turning to face him once again. "The usual."

Which meant work and celebratory drinks after Chloe was done with said work. Things that came with the job, small pleasures.

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐏

11:00 PM, London.

Shouts, fights, laziness between men. Only men. It was a good local, not for the people tho, a 60's style actually.

The people who were there weren't really making the local looking fine...

Last night, a guy died hit by a car, he was drunk. No one really cares if you get really drunk and risk your life.

But hey! Charlie was still alive, isn't him?

But, after all these things, Charlie was still loyal to this local... Drinks are perfect, this is why no one leaves sober there. It was a miracle Charlie leaves sober too.

Anyway, this is how he passed his nights...

He doesn't even know how to spend his last money, though all the tax he has to pay to.

No more adventures, no more treasures that were worth for. He has to find a job, a real job... Which really took him down. He never imagined he would arrive to an end like this...

“Whiskey, mate.”

Whiskey... Why not a simple beer?

It goes well, and it's enough for a celebratory drink, and Chloe doesn't think twice before driving herself and her lads to the nearest pub.

Truth be told, being in London or not, Chloe doesn't expect to see him. At least, not tonight, not with other, slightly more important things going through her mind.

Approaching him, Chloe makes it in time to hear his order. Whiskey, neat, and at that, she places her hand on the small of his back and leans close to his personal space. Way too personal to be comfortable, even, hadn't it been Charlie.

At this point, both of them are used to dancing around each other.

"Hm," Musing, she said. "Never thought you were a whiskey sorta guy."

“  i’ve polished this anger and now it’s a knife.  ” 

“  i’m fine, i’ve had worse.  ”

“  death too must be earned.  ”

“  how do you destroy a monster without becoming one ?  ”

“  am i a bad person ?  ”

“  family isn’t who you’re born with, it’s who you’d die for.  ” 

“  are you flirting or starting a fight ?  ”

“  i’ll survive, somehow i always do.  ”

“  um.. that’s my emotional support knife collection.  ”

“  tell me; would you kill to save a life ?  ”

“  i am someone who did not die when they should of.  ”

“  i’ve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. i’m good at anger.  ”

“  you can’t protect everyone !  ”

“  i have to try.  ”

“  turn the pain into power.  ” 

“  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ”

“  are monster born or created ?  ”

“  chin up kid, they’d kill to see you fall.  ”

“  if he puts his hands on you, cut them off.  ”

“  i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me.  ”

“  don’t play games with me. don’t ever think you’re capable of that.  ”

“  the question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me.  ”

“  something had made your eyes go cold.  ”

“  you haven’t even seen my bad side yet.  ”

“  everybody knows that i’m a mess.  ”

“  i’m sorry i let you down.  ”

“  well, if it isn’t the feeling i was trying to avoid.  ”

“  you are not your father.  ”

“  even on your bad days, be kind.  ”

“  you don’t want me and i need to accept that.  ”

“  stay gentle. everyone is at war.  ”

“  the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths.  ”

“  i wonder which will get you killed faster, your loyalty or your stubbornness ?  ”

“  always be a little kinder than necessary.  ”

“  kind words cost nothing.  ”

“  i am being perfectly fucking civil.  ”

“  we’ll never be those kids again.  ”

“  i’m the original family disappointment.  ”

“  if karma doesn’t hit you, i fucking will.  ”

“  if you can’t be happy, at least you can be drunk.  ”

“  you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i’m here.  ”

“  guess you’ll just have to fight me.  ”

“  i never asked to be like this.  ”

as requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

Heartbreaker

“I’m not the boyfriend/girlfriend/dating type.”

“Did you think that you could ‘fix’ me or something?”

“Sweetheart…you look just a little too naive to be with me.”

“I sleep with other people. This is what I do.”

“You’ll be back.”

“Love is just something they try to sell you on TV.”

“I’ll do anything…just give me another chance.”

“Hey there. *wink*”

“I didn’t want you to find out. I was going to fix this.”

“Please. I know I screwed everything up, but don’t go..”

“We were on a break!”

“I didn’t lie. There were just…some things I didn’t mention.”

“It’s over.”

“You were the first person I ever really loved.” / “I still love you.”

“Don’t go falling for me.”

“You knew exactly who I was when this started. I don’t see why you’re so surprised.”

“Of course I had to go and fuck everything up!”

“Don’t act like you’re so innocent! I’m not the only one who messed up.”

“I can’t be the kind of guy/girl/person you’re looking for.”

“What we did was fun, but…let’s not turn this into something else.”

Heartbroken

“I thought…maybe you were the one.”

“I never want to see you again.”

“Don’t worry about my heart…I can handle myself.”

“You promised me.”

“I can’t believe I never meant anything to you.”

“I was such an idiot…” / “I was so pathetic…”

“You keep saying love isn’t real…how would you know when you never gave it a real chance?”

“I can’t tell who you were trying to hurt: me or you.”

“Can we go back to the way things were?”

“You said you’d changed.”

“The sad thing is…I know I’ll come back to you.” / “Not this time.”

“I can’t believe I ever fell in love with you.”

“Why did I ever get tangled up with a girl/guy/person like you?”

“Come on..it can’t end like this.” / “After all we’ve been through…”

“Wow…and I actually thought we’d get married..what a joke.”

“I used to be okay. And then I met you.”

“Why did you have to put up so many walls?”

“I don’t think my heart can take this.”

“Just let me go.”

101 starters feel free to change gender pronouns ’read-more’ added for length content warning: alcohol mention, cussing, sexual themes

“I see our visits are becoming a weekly ritual.”

“I’m supposed to show you around.”

“Now listen. Unless they talk to you first, don’t bother.”

“Wait. Is that your rule or theirs?”

“Yesterday I was their God.”

“I burn, I pine, I perish.”

“Yeah, but see, there’s a difference between like and love.”

“Romantic? Hemingway? He was an abusive, alcoholic misogynist who squandered half his life hanging around Picasso, trying to nail his leftovers.”

“I guess in this society, being male and an asshole makes you worthy of our time.”

“Someday you’re gonna get bitch-slapped, and I’m not gonna do a thing to stop it.”

“_____, I wanna thank you for your point of view. I know how difficult it must be for you to overcome all those years of upper-middle class suburban oppression. Must be tough.”

“So, I hear you were terrorizing Mr. _____’s class again.”

“Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action.”

“I still maintain that he kicked himself in the balls.”

“People perceive you as somewhat… “Heinous bitch” is the term used most often. You might wanna work on that.”

“Oh, she’s out of reach, even for you.”

“There’s more to her than you think.”

“I mean, look at the way sh-she smiles, and-and look at her eyes, man. She’s totally pure.”

“Put her in your spank bank, and move on. Move on.”

“I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be ‘whelmed’?”

“That’s a charming new development.”

“Remove head from sphincter, THEN drive!”

“Hello, _____. Make anyone cry today?”

“Can we focus on me for a second, please?”

“Can we focus on me for a second, please? I am the only girl in school who’s not dating.”

“Where did you come from? Planet Loser?”

“You’re asking me out? That’s so cute.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, my sister’s a particularly hideous case of loser.”

“Did I or did I not tell you it was pointless?”

“He sold his own liver on the black market for a new set of speakers.”

“Does this conversation have a purpose?”

“That’s a touching story. Really is. Not my problem.”

“Do you even know my name, screw boy?”

“I know a lot more than you think.”

“Hey, no, hey, I don’t wanna hear that defeatist attitude. I wanna hear you upbeat.”

meme designed to shake up ships in some form or another. whether that be angst or fluff. send in ‘ 🏩 ‘ for a random situation. ( randomizer )

my muse confesses their feelings to yours

your muse confesses their feelings to mine

your muse kisses my muse for the first time

my muse kisses your muse for the first time

our muses go out on their first date

our muses are on a date that ends up going sour

our muses have their first argument ( mun decides the reason )

our muses have an argument ( mun decides the reason )

your muse saw mine kiss another person

my muse saw yours kiss another person

your muse catches mine having sex with another person

my muse catches yours having sex with another person

my muse proposes to yours

your muse proposes to mines

our muses elope

our muses go through a pregnancy scare

our muses agree to be friends with benefits

my muse breaks up with yours

your muse breaks up with mines

your muse learns about my muse’s dirty little secret

our muses runaway together

your muse finds a ‘ suspicious text ‘ on my muse’s phone

my muse finds a ‘ suspicious text ‘ on your muse’s phone

10 Things I Hate About You starters // accepting

“Okay, then I think Aunt Nadine loves you.” Cassie puts her elbows on the table and rests her chin in her hands, a mischevious smile on her face. “You should say something to her.”

101 starters feel free to change gender pronouns ’read-more’ added for length content warning: alcohol mention, cussing, sexual themes

“I see our visits are becoming a weekly ritual.”

“I’m supposed to show you around.”

“Now listen. Unless they talk to you first, don’t bother.”

“Wait. Is that your rule or theirs?”

“Yesterday I was their God.”

“I burn, I pine, I perish.”

“Yeah, but see, there’s a difference between like and love.”

“Romantic? Hemingway? He was an abusive, alcoholic misogynist who squandered half his life hanging around Picasso, trying to nail his leftovers.”

“I guess in this society, being male and an asshole makes you worthy of our time.”

“Someday you’re gonna get bitch-slapped, and I’m not gonna do a thing to stop it.”

“_____, I wanna thank you for your point of view. I know how difficult it must be for you to overcome all those years of upper-middle class suburban oppression. Must be tough.”

“So, I hear you were terrorizing Mr. _____’s class again.”

“Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action.”

“I still maintain that he kicked himself in the balls.”

“People perceive you as somewhat… “Heinous bitch” is the term used most often. You might wanna work on that.”

“Oh, she’s out of reach, even for you.”

“There’s more to her than you think.”

“I mean, look at the way sh-she smiles, and-and look at her eyes, man. She’s totally pure.”

“Put her in your spank bank, and move on. Move on.”

“I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be ‘whelmed’?”

“That’s a charming new development.”

“Remove head from sphincter, THEN drive!”

“Hello, _____. Make anyone cry today?”

“Can we focus on me for a second, please?”

“Can we focus on me for a second, please? I am the only girl in school who’s not dating.”

“Where did you come from? Planet Loser?”

“You’re asking me out? That’s so cute.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, my sister’s a particularly hideous case of loser.”

“Did I or did I not tell you it was pointless?”

“He sold his own liver on the black market for a new set of speakers.”

“Does this conversation have a purpose?”

“That’s a touching story. Really is. Not my problem.”

“Do you even know my name, screw boy?”

“I know a lot more than you think.”

“Hey, no, hey, I don’t wanna hear that defeatist attitude. I wanna hear you upbeat.”