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He felt relief fill his chest when she smiled once more. Whatever she had to say, he would listen. Even if he didn’t understand at first he would try and he knew she’d do the same with him. The tears caught him off guard but they were different, her lip wasn’t trembling.

He felt her touch against his cheek and he all but fell into it. Sighing softly and letting his eyes close for a moment. “Terrifying. And I couldn’t stop it, I couldn’t save him..” That’s why he had to save her, to help her. Her words brought small smile back to his lips. “I would certainly call you a miracle.” He said softly. “No one deserves to live life more than you, love.” He thought about all the dreams and wants for the future she had told him, he wanted all that stuff for her.

Her forehead pressed to his and she shook her head. "You were just a little boy." She whispered softly. "You couldn't have known what to do or how to fix it. I know that doesn't make it better but I know that no one would have blamed you." She tells him softly.

Cecelia chuckled. "Maybe I am." She told him. "Sometimes I feel like it. I mean I remember...dying. Then I was back." She shrugged. "I thought it was an angel. She looked like one. Maybe she was."

Cecelia sighed. "I need the money..." She frowned. "Plus...I'm used to it. My daddy used to hit me when I was bad." Which was a lot." She shrugged as if it was just normal.

"Don’t look back."

"I missed you."

"It’s too late."

"Please don’t go."

"You promised me."

"Who did this?"

"I forgive you."

"We were gods."

"Leave me alone."

"They found us."

"Trust me, please."

"I need help."

"Run. Don’t stop."

"It wasn’t me."

"I remember everything."

"Burn it all."

"Tell me why."

"You never called."

"It’s just rain."

"You owe me."

"She’s not breathing."

"Is that blood?"

"You were right."

"It ends now."

"We start over."

"Stay with me."

"Nothing feels real."

"I hate this."

"Do it now."

"They're watching us."

"Make it stop."

"It's not yours."

"I was waiting."

"He’s behind you."

"They’re all gone."

"Time is up."

"Bring them back."

"It’s our turn."

"This is wrong."

"Don’t let go."

"We are cursed."

"No one knows."

"You're not real."

"Don’t say it."

"I saw everything."

"Nothing ever changes."

"Call it off."

"What are you?"

"I found it."

"Hey, stop saying it sounds crazy.." Murphy said gently. He didn't want her feeling like that in what was supposed to be a safe place, physically and emotionally. It was their home. Respect and reassurance was supposed to be unconditional. Blue eyes fell as he guided her hand, the scar broke his heart and he could feel the blood boiling in anger towards her brother and father.

He pulled his hand away only to use it to lift her chin to meet her gaze again. "I do not think you're insane." He said firmly. "Okay? I don't. I believe you." He frowned, "I wish- I wish it wasn't true cause what the fuck, you did not deserve that.." His hand found hers, lacing his fingers immediately.

Cecelia's frown fade and she give Murphy a small hint of a smile. Having someone believe her was like having a weight lifted of her chest. Tears filled her eyes. Not sad tears but tears of relief.

She looked at Murphy and listened to him talk and explain his vision to her. Her hand reached up to cup his cheek. "That must have been so scary for a little boy." Cecelia tells him. "Something my mom always told me was that she believed in miracles. "Maybe that's what this is. "When they talk about resurrection in the bible it's typically to do with people who deserve it. Who haven't finished their purpose." She smiled.

(suggestive roleplay starters for muses tangled in tension, attraction, and everything they’re trying not to say)

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍

“If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be able to think straight.”

“You should really stop standing that close… unless you’re trying to make a point.”

“Your heart’s racing. Is it fear, or something else?”

“You’ve got no idea what you do to me, do you?”

“Say my name again. Slower.”

“If I leaned in right now, would you stop me?”

“Careful—keep staring and people might notice what you’re thinking.”

“You always smell like trouble.”

“You make it hard to remember why this is a bad idea.”

“If you wanted me to leave, you would’ve made me by now.”

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

“You really don’t need to touch me to make your point… but I’m not complaining.”

“Do you always breathe this heavily when someone’s near you?”

“You’re shaking. Is that anger—or anticipation?”

“You shouldn’t be this close to me. I might take it the wrong way.”

“I think you like testing my patience.”

“You don’t have to say anything—your body already did.”

“One step closer, and you’ll find out exactly what I mean.”

“You’ve been staring at my mouth all night.”

“This is dangerous, you know that.”

“For once, I’d like to know what you’re thinking when you look at me like that.”

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒

“Tell me to stop, and I will.”

“You shouldn’t say things like that if you don’t mean them.”

“Do you really think I came here for conversation?”

“There’s something about the way you say my name that ruins me.”

“If I touch you now, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

“You look like sin dressed up in restraint.”

“You’re not helping by looking at me like that.”

“This tension is going to break eventually. Might as well decide how.”

“You always show up when I’m trying to forget you.”

“I should go—but I don’t want to.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍

“You keep pretending it’s just banter. It’s not.”

“Maybe we’re both too stubborn to admit what this is.”

“If I told you I’ve thought about this before, would that scare you?”

“This is dangerous, but gods, it feels right.”

“You’re trembling—don’t tell me you’re not feeling this too.”

“You can’t keep playing with fire and expect not to get burned.”

“Don’t look at me like that. I might forget how to be decent.”

“Every time you leave, I pretend I don’t care. I’m a terrible liar.”

“If this is a mistake, it’s one I’ll make twice.”

“You make temptation look far too easy to love.”

Murphy smiled gently, "you think?" Sometimes his dreams felt like curses; just something to mock him cause he couldn't do anything to stop what was coming. The idea he got to help for once made his chest swell. "It was the woods where I first saw her. I'd never seen them before. Most of it was blurry, even the person hunting her. All that was in focus was her. You have those same eyes.." His voice trailed off as he looked into them.

"I do. I know it sounds totally crazy, but..." She looked at him. "I was looking for someone safe. I just wanted to be protected." Cecelia said softly. "That night...I told you my dad and brother hurt me. It was more than that. It was a sacrifice." She took his hand and lifted up her shirt. She took his fingers and run then down the scar between her breasts. "Murphy...I died and then I was resurrected."

↬   THE  INFERNAL  DEVICES  SERIES   (  2010 - 2013  )  by  cassandra  clare.

sentences  taken  from  or  inspired  by  the  dialogue  from  the  series,  including  the  books  clockwork  angel,  clockwork  prince,  &  clockwork  princess.

+   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  /  roles  !

‘  one  must  always  be  careful  of  books,  and  what  is  inside  them.  ’

‘   we  live  and  breathe  words.  ’

‘  if  there  is  no  one  in  the  world  who  cares  for  you,  do  you  really  exist  at  all  ?  ’

‘  they  say  time  heals  all  wounds,  but  that  presumes  the  source  of  grief  is  finite.  ’

‘  requited  love  is  nice,  but  it  doesn’t  make  much  of  a  ballad.  ’

‘  i  am  not  the  one  of  us  who  has  no  heart.  ’

‘  i  haven’t  broken  his  heart  at  all.  ’

‘  you  don’t  know  that  there’s  only  oblivion  after  death.  ’

‘  if  you  have  the  soul  of  a  warrior,  you  are  a  warrior.  ’

‘  i  thought  we  could  at  least  talk  about  books.  ’

‘  there’s  plenty  of  sense  in  nonsense  sometimes,  if  you  wish  to  look  for  it.  ’

‘  pointless,  needless  suffering  and  pain  ?  i  don’t  suppose  it  would  help  if  i  told  you  that  was  the  way  life  is.  ’

‘  you  hurt  everyone.  everyone  whose  life  you  touch.  ’

‘  it’s  all  heartbreak,  death,  and  unrequited  love.  ’

‘  such  harsh  truths  so  early  in  the  morning  cannot  be  good  for  the  digestion.  ’

‘  hell  is  cold.  ’

‘  i  seek  scandal  and  low  companionship.  ’

‘  perhaps  we  do  need  a  chaperon.  ’

‘  death  could  be  imminent.  ’

‘  the  handsome  fellow  that’s  trying  to  rescue  you  from  a  hideous  fate  is  never  wrong.  ’

‘  i  have  lost  everything.  ’

‘  who  said  we  were  owed  happiness  ?  what  about  what  we  owe  others  ?  ’

‘  he’s  going  to  kill  someone.  or  get  us  killed.  ’

‘  clearly  the  word  excellent  means  something  else  on  this  side  of  the  atlantic.  ’

‘  you  may  hide  here  with  me,  if  you  wish.  ’

‘  with  god  on  your  side,  what  does  luck  matter  ?  ’

‘  are  you  highly  intoxicated  at  the  moment  ?  ’

‘  you  wish  to  marry  me  now  ?  ’

‘  entreat  me  not  to  leave  thee.  ’

‘  don’t  be  ordinary  like  that.  ’

‘  is  it  because  i’m  better  looking  than  you  ?  ’

‘  dreams  can  be  dangerous  things.  ’

‘  declarations  of  love  amuse  me.  ’

‘  be  prepared  to  swoon  at  my  finery.  ’

‘  i  don’t  believe  you  can  threaten  people  into  goodness.  ’

‘  finally  broke  down  and  admitted  you’re  in  love  with  me,  have  you  ?  ’

‘  i  say  this  out  of  pure  selfishness.  ’

‘  is  loyalty  still  a  commendable  quality  if  it  is  misdirected  ?  ’

‘  you  must  be  terribly  dull  witted.  ’

‘  you  need  not  be  so  careful.  i  will  not  break.  ’

‘  there  is  more  to  living  than  not  dying.  ’

‘  men  may  be  stronger,  but  it  is  women  who  endure.  ’

‘  was  there  ever  a  more  beautiful  sound  than  your  name  ?  ’

‘  we  do  not  have  to  carry  the  burden  of  their  choices  or  sins.  ’

‘  life  is  full  of  risks.  death  is  much  simpler.  ’

‘  you  serve  a  greater  cause.  your  life  is  not  yours  to  throw  away.  ’

‘  there  are  so  many  worse  things  than  death.  not  to  be  loved  or  not  to  be  able  to  love,  that  is  worse.  ’

‘  you  are  human.  never  think  that  you  are  not.  ’

‘  if  you’re  determined  to  follow  me  into  hell,  i  cannot  stop  you.  ’

‘  i’ve  always  wanted  to  see  hell.  doesn’t  everyone  ?  ’

‘  come  back  to  me,  for  i  cannot  bear  to  lose  all  my  heart.  ’

‘  i  am  catastrophically  in  love  with  you.  ’

‘   i  can  offer  you  my  heart,  though  i  have  no  idea  how  many  more  beats  it  shall  sustain.  ’

‘  our  souls  are  knit.  we  are  one  person.  ’

‘  i  do  not  want  to  sit  by  while  tragedy  comes  for  us.  ’

‘  i  am  leaving,  but  i  am  living.  i  will  not  be  gone  from  you  entirely.  ’

‘  they  say  that  you  cannot  love  two  people  at  once.  ’

‘  i  cannot  leave  you  to  face  death  alone.  ’

‘  when  i  breathe,  i  will  think  of  you,  for  without  you  i  would  have  been  dead  years  ago.  ’

‘  the  world  is  a  wheel.  when  we  rise  and  fall,  we  do  it  together.  ’

‘  you  are  the  first  dream  of  my  soul,  the  only  dream  i  was  unable  to  stop  myself  from  dreaming.  ’

‘  when  i  am  in  the  darkness,  i  want  to  think  of  it  in  the  light,  with  you.  ’

‘  heroes  endure  because  we  need  them.  not  for  their  own  sakes.  ’

‘  if  there  is  a  life  after  this  one,  let  me  meet  you  in  it.  ’

‘  life  is  a  book,  and  there  are  a  thousand  pages  i  have  not  yet  read.  ’

Murphy was scrolling on his phone, enjoying the silence their apartment gave them. He looked up when he heard her stir and moved to sit next to her on the floor as she got closer. "Anything, you alright?" He asked.

Cecelia let out a breath as she listened to him talk about his dream. "I think you helped her." She said softly. "Before...well before I left home I would have this dream where I was running around the woods, scared and bleeding. My daddy was chasing me. I was running to someone. To help. I think...I think it was you Murphy." She explained.

a collection of sentence starters taken from my chemical romance's album the black parade . edited to fit rp needs , adjust pronouns as necessary . warnings for dark themes , death & swears

❛ come one , come all to this tragic affair , ❜

❛ you might wake up & notice you're someone you're not , ❜

❛ if you look in the mirror & don't like what you see , you can find out firsthand what it's like to be me , ❜

❛ get me the hell out of here , ❜

❛ did you get what you deserve ? ❜

❛ have you heard the news that you're dead ? ❜

❛ wouldn't it be great if we were dead ? ❜

❛ there's things that i have done that you never should ever know , ❜

❛ without you is how i disappear , ❜

❛ can you hear me cry out to you ? ❜

❛ i can't hurt you anymore , ❜

❛ if i crash on the couch , can i sleep in my clothes ? ❜

❛ if it looks like i'm laughing , i'm really just asking to leave , ❜

❛ i've really been on a bender & it shows , ❜

❛ she loves the beat & the lust it commands , ❜

❛ drop the dagger & lather the blood on your hands , ❜

❛ would you be the savior of the broken , the beaten & the damned ? ❜

❛ will you defeat your demons & all the non - believers ? ❜

❛ sometimes i get the feeling she's watching over me , ❜

❛ though you're dead & gone , your memory will carry on , ❜

❛ go & try , you'll never break me , ❜

❛ i won't explain or say i'm sorry , ❜

❛ i'm just a man , not a hero , ❜

❛ you're still a good - for - nothing , ❜

❛ better get out while you can , ❜

❛ i don't love you , ❜

❛ fix your eyes , & get up while you can , ❜

❛ i know a thing about contrition , cause i got enough to spare , ❜

❛ i think i'm gonna burn in hell , ❜

❛ tell me i'm an angel , ❜

❛ tell me i'm a bad man , ❜

❛ ashes to ashes , we all fall down , ❜

❛ you better run like the devil , cause they're never gonna leave you alone , ❜

❛ i've been a bad motherfucker , ❜

❛ bury me in all my favorite colours , ❜

❛ the hardest part of this is leaving you , ❜

❛ turn away , cause i'm just awful to see , ❜

❛ i just hope you know that if you say goodbye today , i'd ask you to be true , ❜

❛ i'm writing this letter , & wishing you well , ❜

❛ we're all gonna die , ❜

❛ stop asking me questions , ❜

❛ you ain't no son of mine , ❜

❛ raise your glass high , for tomorrow we die , ❜

❛ there ain't no way that i'm sorry for what i did , ❜

❛ how could you cry for me ? ❜

❛ kiss me goodbye , ❜

❛ sometimes i see people that i love dying , ❜

❛ they got methods of keeping you clean , ❜

❛ teenagers scare the living shit out of me , ❜

❛ if you're troubled & hurt , what you got under shirt will make them pay for the things that they did , ❜

❛ i hate the ending , myself , ❜

❛ you won't feel a thing , ❜

❛ if i'm so wrong , how can you listen all night long ? ❜

❛ will it matter long after i'm gone ? ❜

❛ you never learned a goddamn thing , ❜

❛ where's your heart ? ❜

❛ i am not afraid to walk this world alone , ❜

❛ honey , if you stay i'll be forgiven , ❜

❛ nothing you can say can stop me going home , ❜

❛ i can't control myself because i don't know how , ❜

❛ give them all that they can drink & it will never be enough , ❜

❛ they can fix me proper with a bit of luck , ❜

❛ i'm such an awful fuck , ❜