will that be all miss potts?

dialogue prompts from allegedly by tiffany d. jackson.

are you hungry? can i get you anything to eat?

no one's ever bothered to explain anything to me.

i don't know why god does a lot of things.

don't ask questions and keep praying.

no house where you fear for your life can be considered a home.

we shouldn't let good wine go to waste.

your feelings are showing.

where'd you get the money? did you steal it?

it's okay to cry, you know. you can cry in front of me.

i don't cry.

i've been waiting my whole life to meet you.

i googled you.

it's easier to keep an animal into cage than to play with it.

you think i'd let anything happen to you?

i always feel better when you're around.

don't ever let anyone stop you from bettering yourself.

you scared of change? good. change is scary. get used to it.

who really knows what they're doing, with a baby?

do you love your parents?

what does it mean when you love and hate someone at the same time?

what's your favorite childhood memory?

i almost didn't recognize you.

you look at me like you're happy i'm alive.

you know i love you, right?

haste makes waste.

what kind of trouble is worse than what i'm in now?

you're the first one i've told the whole story to.

you don't have to tell me about your life, if you don't want.

if something happens, you won't leave me, right?

no one is nice for no reason.

something doesn't feel right.

are they mistreating you? you can tell me. just say yes or no.

what's it like, having a dad? a real dad?

go on. it's okay. i'm here with you.

role reversal could be good for us here.

why do you do what you do?

i forget, sometimes, how young you are.

you ever been pregnant?

where's your mama? it's dangerous out here.

i'm getting us the hell out of here. no matter what.

cut the crap. you were never a good liar.

what are you thinking up in there?

you're different. i saw that from the very first day.

i didn't get you anything.

you really believe me, don't you?

it was no accident. it was fate.

'i'm sorry' doesn't seem like enough.

maybe i never knew you at all.

you think i'm going to hurt you, don't you?

i just hate surprises, that's all.

you're as far away as the moon.

you were trying to tell me something, and i didn't listen.

when can i see you again?

promise me you'll fight. that you won't give up.

i had a lot of dark thoughts about you.

that's my biggest regret: not taking more pictures.

i knew something was wrong. i felt it.

i wanted to hurt you the way you hurt me.

it just happened. it was nobody's fault.

we're all too broken to be fixed.

i want to hate ____, but i can't.

all that i am is what you have molded.

i want to remember the details.

dialogue prompts from the berry pickers by amanda peters.

dying is something we have to do alone.

i want to be my full self for you.

whatever makes you happy makes me happy, too.

i'm not sure what's true and what's not anymore.

you never know when you might need kindness from people.

you see anything strange around here?

age brings all sorts of fears.

i think i've always known something was out of place.

you'll grow out of it. you'll forget.

sometimes i wonder if you have any sense at all.

don't worry. they can't hear us.

your only job right now is to be a kid.

when no one's looking, you can be a sweetheart.

it's funny how old you think your parents are, when you're a child.

stop trying to grow up so fast.

there are things more important in this world than taking credit.

there was love, but none of us knew what to do with it.

don't pretend you didn't hear me.

i will try my damnedest not to be sad.

it's hard, looking for someone who can't be found.

you never know what your last words to someone are gonna be.

words are powerful and funny things, said or unsaid.

some people are meant to read great works, and others are meant to write them.

you do love me, after all.

you're jealous. i need you to admit it.

i did what i thought was best: i left.

you seem taller, somehow.

hope is such a wonderful thing, until it isn't.

i never blamed you.

it's not your fault. it just happens, sometimes.

i guess i assumed i'd just wake up one day and everything would be normal again.

i've done my grieving. i can't do it anymore.

some wounds never close, never scar.

i just want to get away. you choose where.

make sure you write everything down, the good and the bad. but mostly the good.

what ghosts haunt your dreams?

are you going home, or leaving home?

sometimes i forget that you're hurting, too.

swearing can make you feel better.

anything you want to tell me?

there's something to be said for salt air.

i love you. i'm sorry i've been so far away.

i've never felt worse. i need you to know that.

i assume the universe knows what it's doing.

getting better isn't easy.

i was convinced the pain would haunt me for the rest of my life.

i was determined to let my pain and anger ruin me.

you like to find fault with everyone but your own self.

you have no right to hold onto that guilt all by yourself.

i'm sick of tiptoeing around you like you're going to break.

don't be sorry. be useful.

i've never been much of a talker.

it's not fair to be young and weak. there's no fairness to it at all.

prejudice runs deep and offers no apologies, in small towns.

you can't stay mad at me.

i didn't sleep because i was worried about you, asshole.

maybe i'm just one of those people who are only happy when they aren't.

it's not that i don't remember. it's that i don't want to.

why do you always assume you're on your own?

i remember. i didn't think you did.

people are always saying nice things about the dead, especially when their family is in the room.

sometimes a lie becomes so entrenched, it becomes the truth.

you never deserved anything i did to you.

the only person i have a right to be angry with is myself.

it wasn't because i didn't love you.

you know of any work i could get around here?

i wonder, sometimes, what i did to deserve it.

you got a story?

you seem too young to have a story of any interest.

something is making you all dark and moody.

what are you doing out here? there's a storm coming.

i don't go giving my name out to every stranger i meet.

people seem to need to get away from me.

own your mistakes. make amends and move on.

you feel things too quick and too heavy. you need to let things go, sometimes.

i'm here. it was just a dream.

i kind of hoped i would die before i had to tell you this.

i wanted to hate you, but i couldn't.

anger and sadness are just two different sides of the same coin.

time is never a friend to the sick or the old.

i don't like to see people i might know.

how are you still alive?

the lord must keep me around to amuse himself.

where is home, for you?

what's at home that's got you afraid to be there?

the only misery you're causing is your own.

i'll be honest, because i don't know how else to be.

don't worry. i'll remember for you.

i ruined myself all by myself.

i prayed you would come home to us.

what on earth have you got to be sorry for?

tell me about ___. if it's okay.

lost souls have to find their own way home.

starter for @frekcles.

there is a stillness in the cafe as the television overhead plays quietly.   it's late, which is evident by the emptiness of the business as olympia's only table sits in the corner, chatting amongst themselves as they sipped their coffees, a fresh pot olympia had brewed just for them that would surely go to waste at the end of the night once they leave.   the young mutant standing behind the counter looks up sparingly at the television screen as she takes a glass from the rack in front of her, dips it in hot water,  &  dries it with the towel before holding it up against the dim, ambient light to ensure there weren't any hard water stains.   xavier's school for gifted youngsters  is featured on the news, though olympia supposes it isn't a fair assessment of what's truly being displayed.   in truth, the news revolves around stark industries as they're unveiling a new science lab for the students that was graciously donated by the company.   pepper potts, the esteemed ceo, a name olympia's seen plenty of times,  appears on the screen as she cuts the ribbon at the event.

a sigh parts olympia's lips as she sets the glass in its place on the rack.   the bell above the door of the cafe rings, and her attention is diverted to the red haired woman walking into the dining area.   except it isn't just  any  red haired woman.   it's pepper potts, in the flesh.   olympia blinks for a few seconds, thinking it's just a figment of her imagination  ( she  is  tired after a long shift, after all )  but the woman is still there.   the odds of the stark industries ceo appearing before her after the television was just showing her likeness is slim, yet here she is gracing the building with her presence.

she walked into the café with visible ease. the responsibilities of the day shed beneath her like old skin. the café was a sanctuary, near empty save for two other nocturnes like herself. she glanced ahead, reassured that happy stood close, maintaining his watchful eye. she relaxed as she moved forward. her stride the very epitome of elegance, even in rest she cannot separate from her persona. red stilettos maneuvered handsomely on white marble floor. it had been a day of unrelenting transactions. stark industries had just unveiled a new science building at xavier’s school, and she had just returned from the grand opening. a plethora of cameras, questions and negotiations, have kept her on her feet all day. after hours of meticulously maintaining her managerial façade, she finally felt like she could be herself.

"   have   room   for   one   more   delinquent?   "   a   coy   tone   echoes   through   the   residence   as   the   reds   collide   for   an   embrace.   a   goddaughters   love   for   her   this   newfound   family   brought   a   comforting   warmth   that   she   often   missed   in   life.   "   aunt   ana   and   may   parker   are   roomies   now.   two's   a   party   but   three's   a   crowd   with   those   ladies!   "   she   smiles   warmly,   feeling   comfortable   and   confident   in   the   household.   it's   not   often   this   occurs   with   others!   "   my   flat   is   being   renovated   and   sadly   out   of   commission   for   the   unforeseeable   future.   "

moments later, the unmistakeable crescendo of her darling goddaughter’s voice signalled her arrival from the ground floor. pepper descended the grand staircase, her steps buoyant with the excitement of having mj stay with her for a while. the girl did surely know how to light up a room.

dialogue prompts from the second season of showtime's yellowjackets.

trust me. i've been where you are.

i thought you'd be more excited to see me.

you should get the hell away from me. i'm poison. i ruin people.

i killed my best friend. the only person i loved. the only person who knew me.

that 'something' that was in ___ is in me.

why didn't you wake me up?

is there a chance it could be us? you and me?

i gotta take care of myself, too, okay?

if you're done crying, i can tell you some stories.

where are you? we need you here.

you are so close to being on the other side.

aren't you the last person who should be giving me legal advice?

i'd rather keep the past in the past.

are you even trying to be happy?

i know you're too evolved for online dating.

i just want to know that you haven't given up on love.

you should be responsible for something other than yourself.

you know i don't deserve your friendship, right?

we're all like this. aren't we?

i never even wanted to be a mom.

life doesn't tend to turn out like you think it will.

it was all really complicated. i'll tell you all about it someday.

it's you and me against the whole world.

we thought we lost you.

i just think it's time we woke up.

i would be dead without you.

i need to know why the fuck i'm still here.

all my rational instincts are just kind of screaming.

you aren't welcome here anymore.

shouldn't you be in therapy?

i really need you right now.

when you look at yourself, what do you see?

the truth is all around you, but you refuse to see it.

i'm sorry. i should never have pushed you away like that.

i'd never ask you to wait for me.

does a hunt that has no violence feed anyone?

how much do you remember?

i love this song.

i know there's a lot of pain right now, but let it out.

you're lying to me, and i want to know why.

you hear it, too?

we all need things we can't have.

you're a good person. i'm sorry for ever making you feel otherwise.

you are nothing if not proactive.

i can't get rid of it. it's a part of me.

i thought you loved all of me, like i love all of you.

it's gonna be okay. we're gonna be okay.

i can't imagine being here without you.

you're not going to solve shit with talking.

this isn't something that therapies can fix.

you're gonna have to look me in the eye.

it's no secret we're all a little fucked up.

what exactly are you suggesting?

our lives are not that bad.

i did it for the good of the group.

i knew i wasn't the only one who felt this way.

didn't we swear we would protect each other?

do you google yourself a lot?

disappearing is not as easy as they make it look on tv.

i need you to leave while you still can.

you don't have to be one of those people.

i appreciate you trying to teach me forgiveness. it's a nice idea.

it was supposed to be me.

you're a good person. you really don't belong in this place.

i'm not ashamed. i'm glad i'm alive.

you're like, an honest-to-god detective?

i know this is a lot. but i'm a friend. and everything is gonna be fine.

is this what you wanted to happen?

it's called a narrative. try to 'yes, and' a little.

what about a story you haven't heard before?

i never wanted to be in charge.

you were always the favorite.

there's nothing to be afraid of, you know?

i'm not supposed to be here.

how could it not have been me?

moonlight pours into their deck,  the floor to ceiling windows of the mansion illuminated by a constellation of stars so brilliant tony wonders if the cosmos themselves centered the night to be as picturesque as the moment feels.  she’s brilliant,  the kind of intelligence that cannot be taught,  a knack for every detail thats instilled into her own DNA.   she’s everything.   as they sit in the grand dining room,  edges from each other   [  tony could never follow his father’s traditions,  to sit at the table head like a king.  he wanted to be next to her,  to inhale her.  ]  tony reaches to cup her face,  a single digit taking a free lock,  playfully tugging.      ❝  baby carrots?  ribs?   an interesting choice pep  —    ❞   pepper’s laugh fills the room like sunlight,  like water to a man starving in the desert,   a prayer answered.  he could memorize the sound.  she’s playful,  teasing him until the words come out.    you’re going to be a dad!  

beneath the veil of starlight that surrounds them, she turns to him—the love of her life. tony stark. a friend to many, a mentor to most, a hero to all. despite this, the world remained ignorant to the true nature of their relationship. comments of how pepper turned tony's life around, how her very existence weaved a path for the iron-clad hero, had been thrown recklessly in interviews and dinner conversations. yet what people do not know, or do not make an effort to see, is that he saved her, just as she saved him. they walked through it all together, hand in hand, the very picture of devotion. his genius, stretching beyond mechanic marvels and complex equations, had lit a flame inside her heart all these years. guiding her to the person she was supposed to be; guiding her home.