𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸

i thought i told you to stay back.

i love you too much to let you get hurt like this.

this affects me, too, you know.

every time you leave, i sit up all night waiting, praying you'll come back alive.

you keep pulling stunts like this and something bad will happen.

do you have a death wish or something?

this isn't fair to me.

i deserve better than this.

i didn't get any sleep last night because i was so worried about you.

you promised me you'd stop going out at night.

i don't like hearing this.

you've been risking your life, and for what? so you can feel like a goddamn hero?

i said i would handle it.

what the fuck are you doing here?

you told me you'd stay put.

so much for laying low.

you remember how bad it was last time.

seems like you haven't learned anything.

i believe you promised me you'd lay low.

i can't keep doing this.

don't give me that look.

we'll discuss this later.

this stops now.

i'm tired of picking up the pieces once you've left.

you keep throwing yourself into danger.

you don't give a shit about yourself, do you?

i'm sitting here, worried out of my mind, while you're out doing god knows what.

that was really stupid of you, and you know it.

i thought you knew better than this.

what's your excuse this time?

you do realize what this does to me, right? seeing you get hurt like this? you know it hurts me, too?

you really don't give a shit how this affects me, huh.

that was the dumbest possible thing you could have done.

i need you to stop throwing yourself into harm's way.

that was completely unnecessary.

they had it handled.

you didn't need to step in like that.

why do you think you're invincible?

the last time you pulled a stunt like this, it nearly got you killed.

i can't just sit here and watch you get hurt.

what are you trying to prove?

you just like fucking with my heart, don't you.

this shit hurts me, too, you know.

you're not the only one affected by this shit.

you've got a lot of people counting on you to come home every night.

what happens if you don't come back?

you think we can just carry on without you?

you think i can handle things if you end up dead?

i'm not sticking around to watch you get hurt.

you're not even slick.

you think you're invincible, don't you.

quit pretending you've got everything under control.

let someone else do it for a change.

you can't keep putting yourself through shit like this and expect me to just sit back and watch.

i'm done with this.

next time you do this, i'm not coming back.

promise me this is the end.

look me in the eyes and tell me you'll stop doing this.

let the authorities deal with it.

you're making a big mistake.

is it worth dying for?

prompts for characters getting to know each other.

“i don't think you realize how much people notice you.”

“you don't seem particularly trusting. then again, maybe neither am i.”

“you have a habit of appearing at interesting moments.”

“you strike me as someone who trusts their gut. am i wrong?”

“i've noticed you always leave before everyone else.”

“i think you enjoy keeping people guessing.”

“you seem restless.”

“it's strange how you can be surrounded by people and still feel alone.”

“have i ever told you that you're difficult to read?”

“you look like you haven't slept.”

“you know this place well enough that i'm starting to wonder if you've always lived here.”

“do you ever worry about the kind of person you're becoming?”

“i've known a lot of people. none of them were quite like you.”

“i can't decide whether people truly change, or if they just become better at hiding parts of themselves.”

“i had the strangest dream last night. do you remember yours when you wake up?”

“the more i get to know you, the more i keep noticing little similarities between the two of us.”

“i didn't realize you'd remember that.”

“most people seem uncomfortable with silence. i never minded it much.”

“you seem to know more than you're saying.”

“you seem comfortable on your own. i wonder if that's the same thing as never feeling lonely.”

“do you always look this serious?”

“you're easier to talk to than i expected.”

“i've always thought trust is harder to earn than people pretend.”

“you always seem to be watching.”

“i think you've been avoiding me.”

“you're not at all what i thought you would be.”

“whenever i ignore my instincts, i end up regretting it. what about you?”

“i wasn't expecting to run into you again.”

“i can't tell if you're someone who enjoys solitude or just tolerates it.”

“i know it sounds childish, but i can't help believing some people are meant to find one another.”

“you make a terrible liar.”

“you don't strike me as the sort of person people forget.”

“i think people underestimate you.”

“i can't decide whether you're charming or frustrating.”

“i don't think i've seen you smile before.”

“i wasn't sure you'd come.”

“it's a little strange. i think i've started looking forward to seeing you.”

“sometimes i wonder if we ever really know anyone.”

“you're surprisingly good company.”

“i think most people would like to believe they're good. i'm not sure it's always that simple.”

“i think being truly understood is a far rarer thing than people realize.”

“i don't usually tell people this...”

her  reply  was  caught  somewhere  behind  her  ribs,  refusing  to  become  sound.

silence  had  always  been  kinder  to  her  than  honest  ——  words  were  always  mispoken  &  taken  out  of  context.  silence  simply  asked  for  nothing  ——  demanded  nothing         :         it  just  simply  .  .  .  existed,  filling  the  cracks  people  were  too  frightened  too  look  into.  silence  overflowed  the  void.  her  gaze  lingered  somewhere  beyond  magnus,  fixed  on  the  space  over  his  shoulder  as  though  the  walls  themselves  remembered  every  person  they'd  ever  failed  to  keep,         &         magnus  was  acting  like  .  .  .  nothing  ever  bothered  him.

a  quiet  but  gentle  laugh  escaped  her  lips,  brittle  around  the  edges.  “         you're  mistaking  worry  for  certainty.         ”  her  fingers  folded  together  until  her  knuckles  paled,  grounding  herself  against  the  tide  rising  beneath  her  ribs.         “         people  always  think  fear  is  loud  ——  that  it  somehow  screams,  begs,  clings.         ”         she  shook  her  head.         “         mine  .  .  .  mine  never  has.  it's  just  starts  measuring.         ”

she  measured  the  empty  chairs  ——  the  cold  black  coffee  that  was  left  untouched  until  morning.  the  growing  silence  between  heartbeats  until  every  minute  that  passed  became  another  story  she'd  have  to  survive  before  it  ever  happened  &  became  something  she'd  have  to  once  again  bury  deep  within.    “         mother  used  to  say  grief  is  born  long  before  death  arrived.         ”  her  voice  softened,  carrying  the  weight  of  something  deeper  ——  of  something  that  had  been  fester  for  a  long  while         :         the  weight  was  inherited,  rather  than  a  memory.         “         it  builds  itself  a  room  inside  you,  turning  the  lights  on,  making  dinner         &         waits  politely  for  someone  to  hand  it  a  name  :  like  it  became  your  new  best  friend.         ”

her  eyes,  after  all  this  time,  finally  found  his.         “         i'm  not worried  because  I  think  you're  weak  —  I've  seen  you  in  action,  magnus.         ”         the  words  came,  each  one  placed  carefully.

“         i'm  worried  beause  i've  spent  my  whole  life  learning  that  the  strongest  things  are  the  ones  that  suddenly  disappear  without  warning.         ”         she'd  know.  a  bar  reduced  to  ash         :         parents  swallowed  by  smoke            &  as  much  as  she  enjoyed  not  having  her  parents  around,  the  pressure  &  grief  still  lingered.  every  time  she  was  certain  she  had  wrapped  herself  around  the  idea  of  her  parents  being  gone,  she'd  find  herself  slipping  through  the  crashing  water  ——  impossible  to  grip,  no  matter  how  desperately  she'd  cry  to  cup  her  palms.

“         so  when  you  come  home  bleeding  .  .  .  ”         she  managed  to  whisper.  “         it  isn't  the  blood  I  see.         ”         It  was  the  absence.  It  was  the  ghost  that  lingered  in  his  shell,  standing  quietly  at  the  threshold.  the  corner  of  her  mouth  twitched  into  something  that  she'd  probably  call  a  smile.

“         i  know  you  probably  turn  an  occultist  into  a  cautionary  tale  before  they  ever  got  close  enough  to  bruise  your  ego.         ”  a  pause.  “         but  immortality  has  a  cruel  habit  of  telling  people  that  they  are  somehow  exempt  from  their  own  endings.         ”         her  expression  gentled,  losing  every  sharp  edge  she  wore  like  armor.

“         I  —  I  wasn't  trying  to  wound  you,  magnus.         ”         barely  speaking  above  a  whisper.         “         I  was  trying  to  remind  you  that  you  being  ‘         untouchable         ’   isn't  the  same  as  being  impossible  to  loose  .       ”         it  was  a  confession  :  a  statement.

“         &  I  think...         ”         she swallowed,  her  voice  thinning  beneath  the  weight  of  the  admission.  “       .  .  I  hate  how  much  the  difference  matters  to  me.         ”

but even stars die. and therein lies some common ground. the morbid intersection of their perspectives. magnus, with his hard-won optimism. narissa, with her blue-tinted glasses, coloured by tragedy. subsumed by fear. filling her lungs. choking her. or perhaps fear as a black dog at her ankles, waiting at the foot of her bed.

he turns from the door and crosses the room to the balcony, emerging into the summer air. he waits for her to follow. the tell-tale sound of quiet footsteps, first on polished wood, then on stone. " immortal isn't quite right, you know. " he keeps his gaze trained on the distant horizon, contemplative. " if immortality is an immunity to death, then nothing is immortal. not stories, not names. certainly not me. "

despite the circumstances, which were not exactly pleasant ( to say the least, ) there was a positivity to her attitude that was almost UNBELIEVABLE. all of them children, all marching to their inevitable deaths. are the odds in your favour, isabelle? OUTLOOK NOT SO GOOD. even so, a taste of luxury did much to tide her over, to silence her thoughts for a little while. but not forever. body turning this way and that, barely recognising the reflection before her, especially not in the most stunning gown her eyes had ever seen. jace had won the capitol over with his talent and wit, alec with his stoicness and perfect aim. but isabelle? she had her looks ( and a certain deadliness ready to rear its head. ) head turning to look down at her stylist, a firm companion in all of this, lips pulling upwards into a feline grin. “ what am i going to do with all this beauty? ” laughter almost feeling ALIEN as it leaves her mouth; YOU WON'T HAVE MUCH TO LAUGH ABOUT SOON. but for now, at least, she lets it sound, admiring the girl before her once more.

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" you, my darling, are going to win. " he says it with all the conviction of a true believer. and he is. he has to be. her brothers made it. jace, alec, both of them crawling from the fire — raising their fists to the sky, then collapsing into despair the moment the lights dimmed. he wonders if they've told her about the nightmares. the wounds that neither time nor capitol salve can heal. if they haven't, they will. he doesn't dare entertain the prospect of striking out on sibling number three.

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

♡    inspired  by    the  2000  film  directed  by    mary  harron  .     add  context    &     change  gendered  language  to  your  needs .    content  warning  for  strong     &     violent  language  .     happy  writing .ᐟ

❝ god,  i  hate  this  place.  ❞

❝ they  don’t  have  a  good  bathroom  to  do  coke  in.  ❞

❝ you’re  the  voice  of  reason.  the  boy  next  door.  ❞

❝ you’re  a  fucking  ugly  bitch.  ❞

❝ there  is  an  idea  of  [ name ],  but  there  is  no ‘real  me.’  ❞

❝ be  a  doll  and  get  me  a  mineral  water,  okay .ᐣ  ❞

❝ don’t  wear  that  outfit  again.  ❞

❝ come  on.  you’re  prettier  than that.  ❞

❝ we  should  do  it.  get  married,  have  a  wedding.  ❞

❝ no.  i  can’t  take  the  time  off  work.  ❞

❝ i  hate  that  job.  i  don’t  see  why  you  just  don’t  quit.  ❞

❝ i  want  to fit  in.  ❞

❝ do  you  think  [  place  ]  is  becoming  too  …  commercial .ᐣ  ❞

❝ if  you  don’t  shut  your  fucking  mouth,  i  will  kill  you.  ❞

❝ can  you  talk  to  these  people,  or  something .ᐣ  i’m  not  getting  anywhere.  ❞

❝ you’re  dating  him,  he’s  out  of  town,  and  you’re  fucking  me  and  we  haven’t  made  plans.  ❞

❝ pumpkin,  you’re  dating  an  asshole.  ❞

❝ you’re  dating  the  biggest  dickweed  in  [  city  name  ].  ❞

❝ stop  calling  me  ‘pumpkin,’  okay .ᐣ  ❞

❝ dinner.  tonight.  wear  something  fabulous.  ❞

❝ you  should  take  some  more  lithium,  or  have  a  diet  coke.  some  caffeine  might  get  you  out  of  this  slump.  ❞

❝ i  just  want  a  child.  ❞

❝ how’d  a  nitwit  like  you  get  so  tasteful .ᐣ  ❞

❝ something  wrong .ᐣ you’re  sweating  …  ❞

❝ you  gotta  tell  me  what  to  do.  you  gotta  help  me.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  have  anything  in  common  with  you.  ❞

❝ something  horrible  is  happening  inside  of  me,  and  i  don’t  know  why.  ❞

❝ i  think  my  mask  of  sanity  is  about  to  slip.  ❞

❝ i’ve  been  here  the  entire  time.  you  just  didn’t  see  me.  ❞

❝ stop  scowling,  [ name ],  you’re  such  a  grinch.  ❞

❝ hey,  i’m  a  child  of  divorce.  give  me  a  break.  ❞

❝ i  like  to  dissect  people.  did  you  know  i’m  utterly  insane .ᐣ  ❞

❝ i  think  for  one,  he  was  a  closeted  homosexual  who  did  a  lot  of  cocaine.  ❞

❝ i  hope  i’m  not  being  cross  -  examined  here.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  want  you  to  get  drunk,  but  that’s  a  very  fine  chardonnay  you’re  not  drinking.  ❞

❝ if  they  have  a  good  personality  and  they’re  not  great  looking,  then  who  fucking  cares .ᐣ  ❞

❝ there  are  no  girls  with  good  personalities.  ❞

❝ keep  touching  me  like  that,  and  you’ll  draw  back  a  stump.  ❞

❝ i’ve  seen  you  looking  at  me.  i’ve  noticed  your  …  hot  body.  ❞

❝ don’t  be  shy.  you  can’t  imagine  how  long  i’ve  wanted  this.  ❞

❝ i  want  you .ᐟ  i  want  you,  too .ᐟ  ❞

❝ i  never  knew  you  smoked.  ❞

❝ can  you  keep  it  down .ᐣ  i’m  trying  to  do  drugs.  ❞

❝ i’m  into  murders  and  executions,  mostly.  ❞

❝ you  think  i’m  dumb,  don’t  you .ᐣ ❞

❝ there’s  something  sweet  about  you.  ❞

❝ let’s  not  think  about  what  i  want.  how  about  we  go  anywhere  you  want .ᐣ  ❞

❝ it’s  so  elegant.  what  a  wonderful  view.  ❞

❝ you  can  always  be  thinner,  look  better.  ❞

❝ i’m  at  a  point  in  my  life  where  there  seems  to  be  so  many  possibilities,  but,  i  don’t  know.  i’m  just  so  unsure.  ❞

❝ i  guess  you  could  say  i  just  want  to  have  a  meaningful  relationship  with  someone  special.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  think  i  can  control  myself.  ❞

❝ i  have  a  tendency  to  get  involved  with  unavailable  men.  ❞

❝ i  think  if  you  stay,  something  bad  will  happen.  i  think  i  might  hurt  you.  ❞

❝ you  don’t  want  to  get  hurt,  do  you .ᐣ  ❞

❝ i’m  not  so  sure  about  this.  i  had  to  go  to  the  emergency  room  after  last  time.  ❞

❝ let’s  not  get  lewd.  i  am  in  no  mood  for  a  lewd  conversation.  ❞

❝ are  you  telling  me  you’ve  never  gotten  it  on  with  a  girl .ᐣ  ❞

❝ since  it’s  impossible  in  this  world  we  live  in  to  empathize  with  others,  we  can  always  empathize  with  ourselves.  ❞

❝ not  the  face .ᐟ  you  bitch,  not  the  fucking  face .ᐟ  ❞

❝ i’m  fucking  serious.  it’s  fucking  over.  us.  ❞

❝ i  know  that  your  friends  are  my  friends,  and  i’ve  thought  about  that.  you  can  have  them.  ❞

❝ you’re  inhuman.  ❞

❝ you’re  not  terribly  important  to  me.  ❞

❝ if  you  really  want  to  do  something  for  me,  then  stop  making  this  scene  right  now.  ❞

❝ i  have  to  return  some  videotapes.  ❞

❝  i  guess  i’ve  killed  maybe  twenty  people.  maybe  forty.  ❞

❝ i’m  not  sure  i’m  gonna  get  away  with  it  this  time.  ❞

❝ i  mean,  i  guess  i’m  a  pretty  sick  guy.  ❞

❝  stop  sounding  so  fucking  sad .ᐟ  ❞

❝ some  guys  are  just  born  cool,  i  guess.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  hope  for  a  better  world  for  anyone.  ❞

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.