[Internal Dialog: Active and Alive]

Me:

“Oh god.. Oh please, god, no!”

“Please… Please..! I’ll do anything..!!”

“P-please.. Please don’t..”

“Anything but that.. Please, please! Stop!”

“Stop? Why on earth would I do a thing like that for?”

“We’re having so much fun!”

“We’ll have so much fun, you and I…”

“Look at the new toy I got for us to play with!”

“Shut up! Shut up!!”

“Oh please.. Like I haven’t heard that one before…”

“If I had a nickel for every time someone begged me to stop… I’d be fucking rich.”

“Ooh, look at that. Look at all the blood. Amazing, isn’t it?”

“Let’s crack open the hood and see what’s underneath, shall we?”

“You know what I love more than agonized screaming? The sound of people choking on their own blood. Very satisfying.”

“If you beg, I might just stop… Maybe. But only if you’re sincere.”

“Beg me, you stupid whore! Beg me to stop! Come on!!”

“Go ahead – beg for forgiveness. God’s the only friend you’ve got down here. ”

“Shut up or I’ll wrap your intestines around your throat like a scarf.”

“Ha ha! I love it when they scream!”

“Keep going… I love the sound of your voice.”

“Stop praying! There is no God here.”

“Shut the fuck up!!”

“Let’s play a game, shall we? It’s called, ‘how many of your organs can I remove before you die?’“

“Alright, here’s the deal… Since you scream every time you see me – let’s just remove your eyes, hm?”

“Has anyone ever told you how good you look in red?”

“Beautiful… Absolutely beautiful…”

“I’m not going to kill you… But I’m going to make you wish I would.”

“This is what you get! This is what you get for hurting me!”

“Do you like rats? I hope so. Because we’re going to play a little game with one that involves your stomach, a container, and an open flame.”

“Have you ever heard of abacination?”

“You’ve got cavities back there, you know. Why don’t remove those pesky teeth for you, hm?”

“Wake up! Can’t have you passing out on me.”

“I won’t scream.”

“I won’t tell you anything.”

“There’s no way I’m gonna tell you shit.”

“By the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it.”

“No one is coming for you.”

“You won’t get away with this!”

“People will notice! They’ll look for me!”

“Stop, oh god, please! Please stop.. The pain..!”

“You’re insane!”

“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing – I’ve got a medical degree, you know.”

“Shh, don’t cry. Don’t cry.”

“No tears now, okay? Everything will soon be over.”

“Stop! Please, stop! I’ll tell you anything! Just stop!”

“Tell me – how does this feel?”

“I hate you! Oh god, I hate you!”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck off!”

“Oh, what a mess you’ve made…”

“You look like a mess.”

“Chin up, kid. It’ll be over soon enough.”

“I’m just going to borrow a few fingers, okay?”

“Could you lend me a ‘hand’? Yes? Oh good. I was planning on taking it anyway.”

“Shut up, I’m not going to kill you. You don’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

“You know why you’re here.”

“Own up to what you’ve done and maybe you’ll leave here alive!”

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?!”

“Please! Someone help! Anyone! Oh god.. PLEASE!”

“Not that – anything but that! P-please! PLEASE, NO!”

“Let me go. Please.. Please let me go…”

“I’ll tell you anything you want! Just please, please stop!”

“The coffee pot didn’t turn on this morning.”

“Who’s turn was it for breakfast?”

“It’s my day off, I earned the right to be lazy.”

“This could get fixed by a professional, or it could be fixed by an amateur for free.”

“You’re under arrest for being a blanket thief.”

“The use of cold feet in bed, as a leverage tool, is illegal.”

“How was your day at work?”

“I’m going to need a bath…”

“No no, you’re sick. You rest, I’ll take care of everything.”

“I think we need to go on a bit of a grocery trip.”

“I’ve noticed all the laundry was done. You didn’t have to.”

“Leftovers, or more take out?”

“The neighbor is getting obnoxiously loud at night.”

“When was that garden gonna get started again?”

“Dishes… right the dishes. In the next few minutes I swear.”

“I know you like my shirts but now you’ve even stolen my doubles.”

“All your oversized shirts belong to me now.”

“I can’t help what I do in my sleep. That includes what’s done with the blankets.”

“You were tossing and turning last night. You okay?”

“I’m not sick, I’m only slightly ill. There’s a difference. I can handle today.”

“So dinner was being made… and then I realized the smoke alarm was broken.”

“Duct tape is a temporary, long term fix to everything.”

“I love you, but you’re beginning to pass out mid sentence. Go to bed.”

“You can’t tell me what to do, I can do what I want!”

send a number for a drabble/starter. they are sorted into categories ;

 CATEGORY ONE; general

‘i can’t sleep’ sex

‘make up’ sex

‘break up’ sex

‘revenge’ sex

‘rebound’ sex

‘i’m bored’ sex

‘curiosity’ sex

‘first time’ sex

‘homecoming/prom night’ sex

‘hotel room’ sex

‘distraction’ sex

‘the condoms are about to expire’ sex

‘anniversary’ sex

‘snuck out of the house to hook-up’ sex

‘post-argument’ sex

‘we’re drunk and horny’ sex

‘comfort’ sex

‘walked in on while naked’ sex

‘to change the subject’ sex

CATEGORY TWO; risky/kinky/strangers

‘i need a place to crash’ sex

‘your friend just told you about a new position’ sex

‘the elevator broke down’ sex

‘end of the world/the world is in chaos’ sex

‘i can’t believe we survived’ sex

‘i caught you masturbating’ sex

‘you caught me masturbating’ sex

‘crotchless underwear is a thing’ sex

‘i’m/your pregnant and horny’ sex

‘we’re in a public place and i just spent the last half hour making you ridiculously aroused’ sex

‘you’re my teacher and i finally seduced you’ sex

‘i’m your teacher and i can’t believe your my student’ sex

‘best friend’s younger sibling who suddenly got hot’ sex

‘i saw a cool scene in a porno and i want to reenact it’ sex

CATEGORY THREE; cheating/assumed cheating

‘everyone thinks we’re banging, so we might as well just do it’ sex

‘we’ve been friends-with-benefits for a long time, and now that one of us is in a relationship, are we going to stop?’ sex

‘randomly hooked up one night and the next monday you walk into my work and i discover that my favourite colleague is actually your husband/wife’ sex

‘one or both of us is in a relationship, but we can’t help it’ sex

‘we’ve both been cheated on by our respective partners, so fuck it’ sex

CATEGORY FOUR; established relationships

‘we just got engaged’ sex

‘i thought you were dead, but you’re not and i can’t believe it’ sex

‘we were childhood sweethearts, and we haven’t seen each other in years’ sex

‘i need to lose my virginity and you’re the only person i want to lose it to’ sex

‘you just walked into my office for a job as my secretary/assistant and we haven’t seen each other in years, but sexual tension is a thing’ sex

‘our families hate each other for (insert reason here) but that doesn’t matter to us’ sex

‘we’re in a dysfunctional, toxic relationship but i still love you more than anything in this world’ sex

CATEGORY FIVE; lgbti+

‘my girlfriend left me with blue balls, and you’re her brother and i’m pretty sure i’m not gay but lets go for it’ sex

‘we pretended to be lesbian lovers to get a creepy guy to stop hitting on us, so we kissed to complete the charade and we both kind of liked it, so…?’ sex

‘you’re my room mate and you’re really hot, but we’re both guys/girls and this is new to me’ sex

‘i’m gay and you’re curious and you asked me to show you what it’s like’ sex

He had an apartment down by the docks, he still had his job with the shipping company, and his neighbors were decent people. On one side, he had a lovely old couple who would ask how he and Steve were doing, and bring flowers or cookies once in a blue moon; on the other side was a tall, handsome man who mostly stuck to himself. He would occassionally catch Bucky off guard though, while retrieving the mail, or when he was returning from work.

Tonight just so happened to be one of those nights, having just got back from the packaging warehouse. He had his tool bag in one hand, and his jacket in the other. It was nice out, the weather warm enough to not need it, but still cold enough for it in the morning.

“Killer? Aw, he’s chained up outside for now. He didn’t get enough sunlight the last few weeks while we were out, gotta make up for it.” Bucky was right. The apartment was sparsely furnished. What he had was nice enough, but there wasn’t much of it, and nothing decorated any of the walls. Anyone could have lived here. That’s how he liked it.

"God, yes I want it." He placed his clothes in their designated place, as well, before biting his lip. The brunette walked over to the other, kneeling at his feet once close enough. Bucky tilted his head up, maintaining eye contact with the older.

His free hand toyed with his zipper, teasing, as he rubbed his cock through his pants, knowing how needy his boy must be. Bucky looked so good on his knees.

"A few at the docks... they tried, but I refused." He swallowed back the whimper in his throat, biting his lip. The younger squirmed in his spot, fingers digging into his thighs. He so badly wanted to put his hands on Brock, but not without permission.

“Tell me what you’ve been fantasizing about while I was gone.” Brock couldn’t help himself. He loved to hear Bucky whine and moan about all the dirty things he’d been touching himself to. His boy was too good at getting under his skin.

"There's a place at the docks, its relatively secluded but still noticable. P-perfect spot to lean someone over, and lay into them-" He paused, grip on his thighs tightening. "Pictured you reaming me... shirt or somethin' stuffed in my mouth so we didn't get caught."

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

He had an apartment down by the docks, he still had his job with the shipping company, and his neighbors were decent people. On one side, he had a lovely old couple who would ask how he and Steve were doing, and bring flowers or cookies once in a blue moon; on the other side was a tall, handsome man who mostly stuck to himself. He would occassionally catch Bucky off guard though, while retrieving the mail, or when he was returning from work.

Tonight just so happened to be one of those nights, having just got back from the packaging warehouse. He had his tool bag in one hand, and his jacket in the other. It was nice out, the weather warm enough to not need it, but still cold enough for it in the morning.

“Killer? Aw, he’s chained up outside for now. He didn’t get enough sunlight the last few weeks while we were out, gotta make up for it.” Bucky was right. The apartment was sparsely furnished. What he had was nice enough, but there wasn’t much of it, and nothing decorated any of the walls. Anyone could have lived here. That’s how he liked it.

"God, yes I want it." He placed his clothes in their designated place, as well, before biting his lip. The brunette walked over to the other, kneeling at his feet once close enough. Bucky tilted his head up, maintaining eye contact with the older.

His free hand toyed with his zipper, teasing, as he rubbed his cock through his pants, knowing how needy his boy must be. Bucky looked so good on his knees.

"A few at the docks... they tried, but I refused." He swallowed back the whimper in his throat, biting his lip. The younger squirmed in his spot, fingers digging into his thighs. He so badly wanted to put his hands on Brock, but not without permission.

He had an apartment down by the docks, he still had his job with the shipping company, and his neighbors were decent people. On one side, he had a lovely old couple who would ask how he and Steve were doing, and bring flowers or cookies once in a blue moon; on the other side was a tall, handsome man who mostly stuck to himself. He would occassionally catch Bucky off guard though, while retrieving the mail, or when he was returning from work.

Tonight just so happened to be one of those nights, having just got back from the packaging warehouse. He had his tool bag in one hand, and his jacket in the other. It was nice out, the weather warm enough to not need it, but still cold enough for it in the morning.

“Killer? Aw, he’s chained up outside for now. He didn’t get enough sunlight the last few weeks while we were out, gotta make up for it.” Bucky was right. The apartment was sparsely furnished. What he had was nice enough, but there wasn’t much of it, and nothing decorated any of the walls. Anyone could have lived here. That’s how he liked it.

"God, yes I want it." He placed his clothes in their designated place, as well, before biting his lip. The brunette walked over to the other, kneeling at his feet once close enough. Bucky tilted his head up, maintaining eye contact with the older.

Instant Meme, just add character traits! Fill in with your muse’s answers!

Preference for top or bottom?

Favorite type, looks and personality wise?

Get up and shower after or bask in the afterglow all sticky and wet?

Monogamous? Open relationship? Polyamorous?

Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?

Favorite sex position?

What’s your character’s favorite kink?

How active in bed is your character? Do they like to lie there and take it or do they like to get the most bang for their buck?

Kissing during sex, yes or no?

Clothes off or on during sex?

Lingerie? Yes or no?

Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?

Your character’s Penis size? 

Preference for penis size?

Does your character like to roleplay? If so, what?

Does your character prefer condoms or bareback?

Your character’s most private sexual fantasy?

How sexually active is your character?

When did your character lose their virginity?

Kinks your character would participate in?

Kinks your character would not participate in?

“I wasn’t joking, I actually do love you.”

“You can’t just kiss me like that and walk away!”

“Maybe I actually do care about you.”

“If I didn’t hate you, I might love you.”

“In the right lighting you’re actually kind of hot.”

“Someday I’m either going to kiss you or I’m going to kill you.

“I kind of like it when you threaten me.”

“Wait… Did you just say you love me?”

“Yes, I think you’re sexy, but I can’t stand you.”

“What you lack in personality and brains, you make up for in looks.”

“You can spend the night, but after that I never want to see you again.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this with you.”

“Why are you treating me like this, can’t you see I love you?”

“You win, you stole my heart, fuck you.”

“One minute I want to break your neck, the next I want to kiss it.”

“I can’t stand you, but I get butterflies every time I see you.”

“I guess we’ll have to set our relationship status to, ‘it’s complicated’.”

“Stop, stop, stop – you’re making me fall in love with you.”

“You’re the worst person I have ever known and yet all I want to do is make out with you.”

“All of this was just to get my attention?”

“Oh no… You’re hot.”

“This isn’t a date, this is a fight… Right?”

“Let’s kiss and make up.”

“I never, ever thought, in a million years, that I’d end up loving you like this.”

VILLAIN

“  every  story  needs  a  hero  and  a  villain.  ”

“  this  is  going  to  be  a  little  uncomfortable.  ”

“  do  you  know  what  i've  done ?  what  i  would  do  again  if  given  the  chance ?  ”  

“  i  can't  stop.  it's  what  i  am.  “

“  they  hate  what  they  cannot  control.  ”

“  the  only  difference  between  a  hero  and  a  villain,  is  who’s  telling  the  story.  ”

“  i  have  my  reasons  for  being  this  way.  ”

“  your  death  will  mean  nothing  to  them.  ”

“  kill  me.  go  on,  i  dare  you.  ”

“  i  don’t  think  you’ve  got  it  in  you.  you’re  like  a  little  dove,  never  wanting  to  get  your  hands  dirty.  ”

“  what  do  i  want  ?  i  want  to  see  the  world  burn.  i  want  to  see  a  new  world  born  from  it’s  ashes.  ”

“  one  day  i  will  kill  you.  and  you  can  be  safe  in  the  knowledge  that  you  will  have  deserved  it.  ”

“  fate  is  an  excuse  for  people  who  are  too  stupid  or  too  weak  to  make  their  own  future.  ”

“  let  you  go  ?  do  you  really  think  i’m  that  stupid ?  ”

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

“  ask  me  if  i  give  a  crap.  ”

“  you’re  playing  my  game  now.  ”

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

“  what’s  more  important  to  you ?  their  life  or  your  reputation ?  ”

HERO

“  people  will  never  bleed  enough  to  fulfil  your  vision  of  justice.  ”

“  i  will  never  turn  my  back  on  people  who  need  me.  ”

“  i  don’t  need  to  be  saved.  ”

“  rebellions  are  built  on  hope.  ” 

“  i  will  win.  that’s  what  heroes  do.  ”

“  i  don’t  have  to  prove  anything  to  you.  ”

“  you  can’t  always  be  strong,  but  you  can  always  be  brave.  ”

“  i  will  catch  you.  i  will  bring  you  to  justice.  ”

“  once  there  is  blood  on  your  hands,  they  will  never  be  clean.  ”

“  don’t  carry  the  world  upon  your  shoulders.  ”

“  you  don’t  need  a  reason  to  save  people.  ”

“  i’m  not  a  hero.  ”

“  we  will  win.  ”

“  there’s  no  escape  this  time.  ”

“  i  really  don’t  want  to  fight.  ”

“  if  it  was  down  to  me  to  save  your  life,  would  you  trust  me  to  do  it ?  ”

“  i’ll  admit,  this  looks  bad.  ”

“  i’m  proud  of  what  i  am.  ”

“  i  know  my  value.  ”

“  you’re  wrong  about  them !  ”

“  let  them  go.  they  have  nothing  to  do  with  this  fight.  ”

“  it’s  not  too  late  to  change.  i  can  help  you.  ”

He had an apartment down by the docks, he still had his job with the shipping company, and his neighbors were decent people. On one side, he had a lovely old couple who would ask how he and Steve were doing, and bring flowers or cookies once in a blue moon; on the other side was a tall, handsome man who mostly stuck to himself. He would occassionally catch Bucky off guard though, while retrieving the mail, or when he was returning from work.

Tonight just so happened to be one of those nights, having just got back from the packaging warehouse. He had his tool bag in one hand, and his jacket in the other. It was nice out, the weather warm enough to not need it, but still cold enough for it in the morning.

Truth be told, he probably shouldn’t have had a dog, especially not one like his Doberman. But the government paid him well enough, and the landlord stopped coming around after the first good threat from Brock. With all that tension, he deserved someone pretty to take it out on. Sometimes it was girls at the bar. Often it was his neighbor, a hot piece of ass that went by Bucky.

Bucky looked over his shoulder, before following after Brock into the apartment. He toed his shoes off and placed them in the spot Brock had designated so long ago, his jacket and bag in their proper spots. "How is Killer?"

[ to: Boss ] Why do you get to have all the fun.

[Text:] Sorry, kid

[Text:] Didn’t mean to hurt your feelings or whatver

[ to: Boss ] Let Rollins know I say hello, and don't be surprised if I kick both yours and his hungover ass during training.

Bucky sighed softly, scrubbing a hand over his face, shaking his head in disappointment. "Don't get ahead of yourself, kid."

[ to: Second Boss ] Boss wants to take you to drinks, he meant to send you the details.

[ to: Boss ] Why do you get to have all the fun.

a continuation of this meme: ( x ). as requested by anon. warning: these can be a bit crude.

“If you keep talking, I have no idea what I’ll do to you.”

“Unclench your fist unless it’s going up my ass.”

“Complain that you’re cold again and I’ll make sure you feel heated.”

“It’s two AM! You better be here for a booty call.”

“What is with you?! Stop leaning in so close to me!”

“NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO UNLESS WE’RE IN BED.”

“You better shut up, or I’ll do it for you.”

“I fucking hate you! Stop looking at me all sexy.”

“Let go of my shirt, unless you plan on ripping it off.”

“Kiss my ass.” / “Suck my ass.”

“Fight me! With your mouth! On my mouth!”

“If you turn your back on me again, you better be bending over.”

“Oh, so you wanna wrestle? Take your clothes off then!”

“You say ‘I hate you’, but all I hear is ‘fuck me’.” 

“Stop cleaning already! There are better things for you to do on your knees.”

“You think you’re the boss of me just because you’re hot?!”

“You can take your middle finger and shove it up my ass.”

“If you keep yelling at me, I’m going to have to punish you.”

“Why’d you push me up against the wall?!”

“I can’t STAND when you look at me with those long eyelashes.”

“Stop biting your lip and bite me instead!”