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DEAD LIKE ME SENTENCE STARTERS

They sat around the coffee table, and as soon as Finn entered, each slid their plate under the table.

“Who’s been making grilled cheese sandwiches with the defibrillator paddles?”

“Dunno,” Fran murmured, looking back at Henrik who was giving them away with the dumb smirk on his face as he shrugged. He was about to make Claire laugh and Alice certainly wasn’t helping matters.

She was left to take the blame, as she turned back to Finn with a soft, “we were watching the Food Network…and this guy made killer grilled cheese with an iron. He won the challenge, so Hen–we wondered if it made better grilled cheese, and we found the defibrillator first, so…” She shrugged, as she revealed her untouched sandwich and offered half to him. 

Bonnie’s special tea she was currently off brewing more of was probably best left out of the story. Even though, they weren’t actually screaming ‘we’re sober’ or anything.

Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  

Their first impression of your muse: Instantaneous trust. She has always felt safe with Finn, and from the word go she wanted to be his friend and be around him all the time

Current impression: Hearing Henrik and Alice and George and Seph throw the words around, she can finally give the feeling a name: platonic soulmate. He’s a hero in her eyes, always has been, always will be  

Are they attracted to your muse?: Not that way, she recognizes he’s attractive bc them Mikaelson genes, but he’s just her person, her best friend, the Angel to her Doyle in a way 

Something they find frightening about your muse: That he’ll leave again because the family tensions won’t improve

Something they find adorable about your muse: How naive he can be sometimes about modern tech and things 

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: Yes, 100%, without hesitation 

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:  Platonic, of course

One word my muse would use to describe yours:  Hero

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: Nope!!

(    *   & .   — THE  HAUNTING  OF  HILL  HOUSE  SENTENCE  STARTERS

She felt she’d become a half-life, like she woke up in the middle of a play where she didn’t know her lines. She was more herself and less herself, and she was still trying to find a balance somewhere. A loss this profound was the first of its kind, everything else seemed meaningless by comparison. 

How was she supposed to be a hero without him?

“I feel like my journey’s over, but someone forgot to hit stop. Doyle’s gone, and I’m not sure what I’m still doing here.”

‘ journeys don’t end , not if you love someone . they don’t end at all . ’

“Finn…” She murmured, tears welling in her eyes as she turned to face him, “am I still a hero?” Shaking her head, she clarified, “I know the work I’m doing here is good, I do, but the person I want to help most in this world keeps slipping away. The Amelia part of me was the weakest, and that’s all I have now…impossibilities.

She wasn’t sure how she had made it this far without Finn and the way he could see her. “I’m alright,” she answered bravely. Day by day, she did her job, and she did it better than most anyone without complaint. It was who she was now. Never again would her office not be a safe place for the lost and broken, and yet, she loved him still. The one who had taken that safety away. And sometimes, she didn’t know how that could be. The good she kept seeing was its own curse sometimes.

Her lip wobbled a little, “I have to figure out this Thanatos bone and end this librarian’s reign of terror on my friends, we have her assistant now so we can undo the damage but I have to make sure she doesn’t have another foothold here. Klaus is almost done with his penance, Marzia’s back from Louisiana, you’re here, and the new witch is supposedly a necromancer which means I can fully give it up when we’re done with this. So I’m alright.”

christmas / holiday starters

“Ready for your Christmas present?” She pulled him aside during all the chaos and asked as she held out a rather wide, wrapped box.

“Aw, you didn’t have to get me anything.” 

“Of course I did, you’re one of my best friends,” she sat on the arm of his chair as she added, “you have a few Christmases to make up.” 

Leaning over as he unwrapped and opened the box, she watched as he unveiled each gift: a book of trivia for his interest in the oddities of the human race, a pen with his initials, and a long, flowing coat that Angel helped her pick out.

Attached to the tag of the coat was a scrap of paper that read, ‘wanna join the hero squad?’

“I know it’s weird, a job for Christmas present, and we need to work on the squad name, but I don’t know of a better hero than you.”

DEAD LIKE ME SENTENCE STARTERS

She didn’t know if she would or should stay, after all, Angel still had his agency in L.A. and she hadn’t exactly quit. This was only ever supposed to be temporary. When there was an apocalypse somewhere, you went to be an extra body, an extra soldier in the battle. After the big bad gets beaten, she didn’t know what she’d do.

“You gotta think about all things you like, and decide whether they’re worth sticking around for.”

Running the business with Marzia, all the hijinks Henrik and his ever-growing group of friends got into, seeing Elijah give that reassuring glance or nod to Marzia nearly every time he entered the same room as her, these talks with Finn…she had so many things to like here. “All of you are worth sticking around for, but um, the some of the things I like–or love–are part of the reasons to go back.”

Klaus. It didn’t need saying, not between the two of them. She’d never love again the way she loved him all these years, but she didn’t know if she should keep trying. “I don’t want him to be good just for me, I can’t carry that burden…but it’s hard to look at him and not–and not want to. I’m going to love him ‘til the day I die, but I’m not sure he cares the way he did once.”

SENTENCE MEME ⟶ SENSE8 / SEASON TWO ( 02.06 – 02.07 )

“Up you go,” she called to Finn, tossing his coat at him. “Come be my tall, broody bodyguard while I drum up some business. You need to get out of the house, and it’ll be fun. Going shady places, looking for helpless, helping said helpless. It’s a blast!”

He was trapped in a household who considered him dull and useless, but she’d show them he was valuable. Maybe one day, they’d see him through her eyes. At the very least, she hoped he did.

Cordelia got the visions, Doyle passed that on before he died, so it wasn’t one of those handy traits she inherited. So they went out to put the name out there and look. That’s how she found them, she opened her eyes to the pain all around her, some wore it right on their sleeve if anyone bothered to try and see. Mystic Falls was a beacon of evil and supernatural, so this part of her job wasn’t really hard, unfortunately.

The music blared around them, and they were soon lost among the crowd. She could almost hear that angelic voice giving their spiel, but they weren’t in L.A. anymore. It didn’t work like that here, wasn’t their style. “So what do you think?” Fran asked, beer already in hand, “we’re being kinda heroic, huh?”

“I sometimes forget that life’s not just full of surprises, it’s also full of gifts.”

She smiled up at him, knowing exactly what he meant. Tonight was a gift, his return was a gift. Christmas had come early for the both of them, their troubles miles away as the song went.

“Yeah,” she agreed, “life’s kinda cool like that, bud.”

20 asks for OC writers.

What’s your favourite headcanon about your muse?

It’s a tie between, like Doyle, she doesn’t use her powers in a fight unless she absolutely has to and that Harry blessed her going by ‘Francis.’ She has a very special relationship with Harry, and maybe I’ll write that encounter someday, but yeah, I think Francis was partly Harry’s doing.

What’s something only very few people know about your muse?

That her grandmother is actually evil. Necromancy is black magic, some of the blackest, and it kinda turned her grandmother darker and darker until it killed her. Her influence on Fran wasn’t a good one (part of why Fran has since stopped contacting her, but there’s more on this to be revealed)

Are there parts of your muse that resemble parts of yourself?

Absolutely. I think each of my muses have at least a hint of me, but there is definitely some of me in Fran. We’re both really sweet ;) lol no, I’m not going to say what parts resemble me.

Share a song that matches with your muse!

Elastic Heart has always been my go-to theme song for Frannie.

This or that according to your muse: 

morning or evening? Marvel or DC? Mayonnaise or ketchup? Books or movies? Red or blue? Black or white? Halloween or Christmas?