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lionnegis · 3 years
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jean has very complicated feelings regarding her childhood.  those feelings have developed over the years and have been influenced about what she has seen throughout her time outside of her family home.  the feeling that jean has slowly been coming to terms with is this:  that she would not want to subject a child to the kind of rigid training that she has lived through. and this,  of course,  translates into the dawning realisation that her childhood was not great  ( even if she would not go as far as to say that it was bad because she has seen many who have a much worse childhood than she did ).
all her life,  she was raised to believe that for mondstadt,  there is no price that is too high to pay.  but in more recent time,  she does wonder if she would have it in herself to accept that one day,  this might mean her own child.  and maybe,  she thinks,  this is a weakness on her part ---  a weakness her own mother clearly did not share  . . .  and that leaves her confused and out of her depth especially since there is nobody for her to have an honest and open conversation with,  a conversation to explore the idea that maybe,  the way she was raised was  . . .  not ideal.
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lionnegis · 3 years
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‘ ‘ excuse me,  miss. ’ ’  the acting grandmaster’s voice was calm and steady,  expertly hiding any nervousness she felt as she approached the flower seller.  it was late and the other was surely on her way home,  but jean had only finished her day’s work minutes ago --- and she needed flowers.  were they for her,  she might have postponed the purchase but ---  ‘ ‘ would you happen to have any flowers left?  preferably irises? ’ ’
@faithbind​ liked for a starter.
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lionnegis · 3 years
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o-miscellany​.
@lionnegis​ liked for a starter!
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It takes Qiqi a few hours to realise that her herb-gathering quest has taken her beyond the map in her notebook, and into territories unknown. She stands in a place with entirely different topography now, mountains replaced with rolling hills and wooded straits. Though her memory did not often serve her well, in this instance, it could not serve her at all.
      “ Qiqi… is lost. ”  She speaks to herself more than anyone else, mind turning over what to do, how to get back on the right path. But if the universe is generous, someone may hear.  “ What should Qiqi do… ”
these days,  it was not often that jean patrolled these parts of mondstadt;  in fact,  it was rare for her to be away from her desk in the first place.  but there had been information of the sort that warranted her attention and thus,  she had been out in the wilderness since dawn,  only for the trail to have turned cold near noon.  and yet,  she had chosen to --- for once --- not return to the city immediately and to conduct some  . . .  cursory searches of the wider surroundings herself instead.  after all,  the order was dangerously understaffed with so many knights gone,  and eula was running reconnaissance elsewhere this week.  it would not do for her not to cover as much of the remaining ground as she could.
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jogging down a hill,  she surveyed the area that stretched out in front of her and halted abruptly.  for a split second,  the small form made her think of the order’s very own spark knight,  but klee favoured red to an extent that the idea of her wearing purple was immediately rejected. and,  she thought,  this child was far too calm.
‘ ‘ over here! ’ ’  she called out to the child as she sped up,  jumping over a fallen tree and waving as she attempted to draw attention towards herself.  jean had written the handbook that gave rather specific instructions on how to address travellers from afar,  but they were meant for adults.  ‘ ‘ don’t be afraid. ’ ’
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lionnegis · 3 years
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consider this a tentative starter call!!
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lionnegis · 3 years
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@wolvendomes​ sent:   ‘ ‘ what’s so funny? ’ ’
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her absentminded smile went out like a candle in a storm at the sudden words --- she had thought to be alone when she had grabbed her current book from her backpack to maybe finish the chapter before klee and albedo returned from their expedition and she would make good on her word that she would go  . . .  fish blasting with klee,  but she should have remembered that with others present as well,  someone might find her beneath this tree.  were she a betting person,  her money would have been on barbara,  but it seemed that her younger sister was too happy to be in her element.
carefully placing her bookmark between the pages,  she looked up to meet razor’s  . . .  curiosity?  maybe,  she did not know him enough to be able to truly tell.  but how to explain this?
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‘ ‘ --- it’s,  it’s nothing really.  the characters in my book, ’ ’  she lifted it,  as if to empathise her point,  ‘ ‘ just  . . .  how to best explain?  hm,  they did something silly.  and i have seen similar things play out before so i am --- excited. ’ ’
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lionnegis · 3 years
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short and sweet prompts.
just. prompts that are short and sweet! and not so sweet. and relatively vague!
" it was an accident. "
" are you alright? "
" let me see. "
" tell me what happened. "
" be careful. "
" what's going on? "
" it wasn't your fault. "
" don't. "
" penny for your thoughts. "
" what happened back there? "
" i didn't mean that. "
" i'm sorry. "
" you deserve better. "
" did you do it? "
" we're out of time. "
" it's not what you think. "
" let's get out of here. "
" what's so funny? "
" shit! "
" that looks like it hurts... "
" we're gonna be okay. i promise. "
" wanna go for a walk? "
" come here. "
" i got you. "
" stay calm. "
" okay, now you're scaring me. "
" here, take my hand. "
" i love you. "
" i need to be honest with you. "
" no! "
" don't do this. "
" wait. "
" what is that? "
" who are you? "
" where are they? "
" it wasn't me. "
" yes! "
" you hungry? "
" i got you a blanket. "
" oh my god! "
" are you listening to me? "
" keep your eyes closed. "
" it will all be over soon. "
" take a deep breath. "
" you idiot! "
" you genius! "
" good god... "
" you look incredible. "
" i didn't know who else to go to. "
" don't lie to me. "
" i won't leave you. "
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lionnegis · 3 years
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lionnegis · 3 years
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concept:  jean,  eventually gaining a title that is hers alone rather than one that has been passed down for generations . . .
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lionnegis · 3 years
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jean’s tortoise berit is an indian star tortoise,  also known as geochelone elegans.  this specific genus of tortoises is best known for the starburst patterns on their shell which have earned them their common name.  unlike some tortoise species,  they are not native to mondstadt as they prefer a different climate and environment.  nevertheless,  with the proper care and some effort,  they live quite happily in mondstadt as well. 
berit was a gift jean received from her father for her eighth birthday,  a gift she had shyly asked for,  and for the days immediately following said date,  she disappeared into the family library to ensure that she had the knowledge to appropriately care for her new pet as,  and this had been stressed immediately,  berit was her responsibility.  at the time,  the tortoise was very young and thus quite small and could not be left to roam the estate’s garden lest she would fall prey to birds,  but she grew quite rapidly and eventually took up near permanent residence in the garden  ( except for the winter months when the weather would have been much too cold ).
over the years,  much of jean’s allowance was spent on the tortoise to ensure optimal care and more than once young jean despaired when her beloved pet turned down the special tortoise food she had unearthed in mondstadt’s pet store to munch on weeds instead.
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lionnegis · 3 years
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amdss​.
diligent   as   ever,   amdusias   could   not   help   but   wonder   if   she   ever   set   her   duty   aside   to   catch   a   breath,   and   how   difficult   it   would   be   to   achieve   such   a   thing   for   someone   who   was   practically   a   stranger   to   her.   the   circumstances   were   favourable,   at   least,   and   he   found   himself   setting   out   on   a   self-imposed   challenge.   ❝   very   much   the   opposite,   they   were   entirely   useless,   ❞   he   pointed   out,   and   tugged   his   vest   into   place   for   a   moment.   ❝   maybe   hanging   out   at   the   tavern   might   do   you   good–   with   the   case,   of   course.   ❞   a   smile,   a   little   on   the   sly   side,   followed   his   words.   ❝   thieves   like   to   return   to   the   scene   of   the   crime,   to   see   how   close   they   are   to   being   discovered.   it   might   get   you   a   clue   or   two,   and   maybe   a   drink.   ❞
blue eyes narrowed by a mere fraction and jean adjusted her ponytail.  kaeya was the one who lurked in the dark corners of taverns and bars to gather intelligence for the knights because despite his years of service,  people still tended to underestimate him --- and just how keen his ears were when secrets were in the air.  despite  ( or maybe because of )  her training,  she had never had the necessary aptitude to achieve similar successes.  ‘ ‘ mondstadt’s taverns are not my usual scene, ’ ’  she admitted as she tapped her thumb against her notebook’s spine.  she would stand out like a sore thumb,  but she was more than lightly discontent about this situation as it stood,  and the implication made by a prior witness --- that perhaps the darknight hero should take over --- had been a stab at the knight’s pride.  one she could not abide.  ‘ ‘ the idea to keep an eye on the scene of the crime does have merit,  admittedly.  a stakeout might be in order. ’ ’ 
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lionnegis · 3 years
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amdss​.
she   was   a   hard-working,   that   much   was   certain.   it   seemed   odd,   to   think   someone   so   dedicated   and   pristine   in   her   workflow   to   represent   and   protect   a   city   founded   by   barbatos,   of   all   people.   it   had   a   touch   of   irony,   and   made   it   rather   odd   that   amdusias   enjoyed   the   area   mainly   because   he   was   usually   left   to   his   own   devices.   her   words   drew   a   small   sigh   from   him,   a   hand   coming   up   to   ruffle   his   own   hair   briefly.   truthfully,   the   details   of   the   night   were   muddy,   and   he   knew   well   enough   that   he   would   not   care   if   he   saw   someone   climbing   through   a   window   at   night.   ❝   maybe   ?   time   flies,   when   you’re   drinking   away   the   evening.   i’m   afraid   other   ought   to   know   better   than   me.   ❞
jean was --- and perhaps this made her an unconventional daughter of mondstadt indeed --- anything but well-acquainted with its tavern culture and thus,  she idly shrugged.  ‘ ‘ if anything about it does come to mind,  please inform the nearest knight of favonius, ’ ’  she said calmly,  evenly although her thoughts were chasing after a stray thought,  much like cat might chase after a ball of yarn.  if this man could not confirm for certain that he had left the tavern around this time,  the supposed witness’ account would have to be checked again.  it would not do to be sloppy about this --- too much was at stake.  ‘ ‘ thank you again,  sir, ’ ’  she said as she thumbed through her notebook.  ‘ ‘ your account was helpful indeed.  i shan’t take up more of your time. ’ ’
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lionnegis · 3 years
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amdss​.
how   unfortunate   that   it   hadn’t   been   him,   that   time.   in   any   case,   he   usually   stuck   to   a   sleight   of   hand,   rather   than   burgling.   that,   and   he   had   no   reason   to   steal   more   than   a   bit   of   food   or   wine,   as   he   really   did   not   particularly   need   most   things   mortals   found   so   very   vital.   he   eyed   the   other,   head   to   toe,   and   took   care   to   pay   attention   to   her   overall   aura,   too,   eyes   lingering   on   her   vision.   he   liked   it   better   than   a   cryo,   or   electro   one,   certainly.   ❝   i   spend   my   nights   drinking,   ❞   he   tried,   and   shrugged   gently.   ❝   i   saw   nothing,   but   i   would   be   glad   to   let   you   know   if   i   ever   do   spot   anything   untoward.   ❞
once upon a time,  she might have visibly deflated,  but that would be rather unbecoming.  instead,  she gave a brisk nod and came to a momentary halt as she pondered her options.  it was not a pointless conversation,  still.  if he had seen nothing,  she might have to double-check prior witness accounts for inconsistencies,  but that was nothing he had to worry about.  snapping out of her thoughts,  she managed a smile.  ‘ ‘ that would be very helpful and most definitely welcome,  yes, ’ ’  she said slowly as she retrieved her notebook from her coat’s pocket.  ‘ ‘ just to be completely sure and to avoid mistakes,  you were leaving the nearby tavern just after midnight,  correct?  because that is what another witness said. ’ ’  and why the knights had hoped that he might have seen something to begin with.
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lionnegis · 3 years
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amdss​:
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@lionnegis​ asked: ‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’ ➠ meme ! | accepting.
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oh,   boy;   a   conversation   with   the   acting   grandmaster   of   the   knights   of   favonius   (   what   a   mouthful   )   when   he   was   but   a   humble   fiend   ?   it   nearly   had   him   crack   a   smile,   head   canted   gently   and   arms   folding   before   his   chest–   not   in   defense,   but   rather   in   idle,   old   patience.   if   any   of   his   smaller   cases   of   theft   had   been   caught   up   on,   then   he   was   sure   it   would   not   be   handled   by   the   acting   grandmaster   herself.   ❝   anything   for   the   lionfang   knight   herself,   of   course.   do   go   on.      ❞
she scrutinised him,  her curious gaze nevertheless guarded.  the knight who had been meant to talk to this particular man had been called away as a prior obligation had popped up,  and with half of the knights following grandmaster varka on his expedition,  they were admittedly short-staffed.   so short-staffed,  in fact,  that the idea of not covering for her subordinate was ludicrous --- who else was to do it?  ‘ ‘ we are canvasing the area, ’ ’  she said as she folded her own arms neatly,  sky blue eyes ever vigilant,  ever searching.  ‘ ‘ there was a break-in,  just down the street,  and we are trying to solve it quickly and smoothly.  you are not a suspect,  allow me to state this clearly.  i only have a few questions --- perhaps you saw something? ’ ’
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lionnegis · 3 years
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finding out the heights of your internet friends is always the weirdest thing
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lionnegis · 3 years
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basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
jean has --- and it is simultaneously one of the most admirable and most frustrating aspects of her --- an unparalleled sense of responsibility.  it is how she was raised since her earliest childhood  ( for mondstadt,  as always )  and in her adulthood now,  it is deeply ingrained into her personality.  she has learnt that this is not healthy for her,  her repeated  ‘ off days ’  that landed her in barbara’s care have proven as much.
and yet,  the reason why she very occasionally struggles with her workaholic nature is not because it puts a strain on her but rather because she knows that some of her fellow knights can easily see her involvement with everything,  from the taxes to the lost cats of the city,  as a sign of her not trusting them sufficiently to let them do their jobs.  and this is not something she wants to convey at all! 
hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ? as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?
she wishes to protect mondstadt and what is mondstadt if not its people with all their quirks? with all the little things that make them unique?  hers is a city of song,  of art.  mondstadt’s people are proud and stubborn and spirited,  but  ( if you’ll forgive me for phrasing it like this )  most of them are lovers rather than fighters.  and jean has said that she wishes to become the people’s aegis,  but she does not just seek to protect their lives but also their spirit,  the spark that makes them who they are.  mondstadt would not be mondstadt without the softer things in life,  without the laughter from the taverns and the dandelions that carry hopes and dreams to far-off places.
and one cannot protect mondstadt without protecting the soft things in life.
that being said --- since her younger years,  she has allowed herself a fondness for romance novels so as dedicated as she is to her duty,  she indulges in gentler things as well,  now and then  ( when her packed schedule permits )  and if lisa recommended a particularly interesting book,  then she just sleeps a bit less to make room for the book in her day.
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@amdss​ sent:  basil and hibiscus!
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lionnegis · 3 years
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❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .
headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡
abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  
acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   
aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?
amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   
anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  
angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?
apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  
bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 
basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  
begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  
belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   
bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  
carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  
chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  
chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  
daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?
daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  
edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  
fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  
forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  
gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  
gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .
goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  
heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?
hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  
holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  
hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  
hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  
hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?
iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  
ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?
lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  
lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 
lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  
lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  
magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  
marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  
mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?
nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  
oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  
pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?
parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .
peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?
poppy :   what comforts your muse ?
rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?
rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?
sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  
salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 
snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?
southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  
sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  
tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  
violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?
willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?
zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?
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𝐚𝐬𝐤  𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 :    𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔  𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔
‘  i’ll  find  you  again ,  wherever  we  end  up  next .  ’
‘  the  enormity  of  my  desire  disgusts  me .  ’
‘  please ,  one  more  kiss  in  the  kitchen  before  we  turn  the  lights  off .  ’
‘  i’ve  been  lost  but  i’m  here  now .  you’re  the  only  person  who  has  ever  been  able  to  find  me .  ’
‘  almost  dead  yesterday ,  maybe  dead  tomorrow ,  but  alive ,  gloriously  alive ,  today .  ’
‘  you  are  not  broken .  ’
‘  you  can  love  and  be  loved ,  despite  what  may  feel  like  the  eternally  brutal  nature  of  the  world .  ’
‘  i  did  violence  to  my  own  heart .  ’
‘  will  i  be  forgiven  for  the  sins  i  did  not  commit ,  but  created ?  ’
‘  i  would  never  kiss  anyone  who  doesn’t  burn  me  like  the  sun .  ’
‘  i  would  rather  break  the  world  than  lose  you .  ’
‘  i  think  you  and  i  have  known  each  other  in  a  few  lifetimes .  ’
‘  i  didn’t  know .  i  had  no  idea  how  greedy  my  heart  really  was .  ’
‘  is  that  why  the  idea  of  losing  you  torments  me  so  much ?  ’
‘  how  long  have  i  been  without  you ?  ’
‘  am  i  foolish  for  wanting  this ?  it  will  end  in  flames .  it  always  does .  ’
‘  sorry  about  the  blood  in  your  mouth .  i  wish  it  was  mine .  ’
‘  if  i  love  you ,  is  that  a  fact  or  a  weapon ?  ’
‘  tell  me  how  all  this ,  and  love  too ,  will  ruin  us .  ’
‘  and  you  realize  the  one  person  in  the  world  who  loves  you  isn’t  the  one  you  thought  it  would  be .  ’
‘  it  cannot  be  a  mistake  to  have  cared .  it  cannot  be  an  error  to  have  tried .  it  cannot  be  incorrect  to  have  loved .  ’
‘  finally ,  i  plead  guilty  of  adoring  you .  ’
‘  a  child  weaned  on  poison  considers  harm  a  comfort .  ’
‘  without  realizing ,  i  find  it  in  myself  that  i  cannot  stop  thinking  about  you .  ’
‘  tomorrow ,  when  i  wake  up ,  i  promise ,  i  will  be  better .  ’
‘  someone  has  to  leave  first .  this  is  a  very  old  story .  there  is  no  other  version  of  this  story .  ’
‘  when  i  imagine  myself ,  i  am  always  leaving .  i  couldn’t  draw  my  own  face  if  god  asked .  ’
‘  do  we  simply  stare  at  what’s  horrible  and  forgive  it ?  ’
‘  i  wanted  to  let  go  of  the  pain  even  though  it  was  the  last  thing  that  felt  alive  from  you .  ’
‘  have  i  endured  loneliness  with  grace ?  ’
‘  i’ll  be  your  slaughterhouse ,  your  killing  floor ,  your  morgue  and  final  resting ,  walking  around  with  this  bullet  inside  me  ‘cause  i  couldn’t  make  you  love  me  and  i  am  tired  of  pulling  your  teeth .  ’
‘  and  then  my  soul  saw  you  and  kind  of  went ,  ‘ oh ,  there  you  are .  i’ve  been  looking  for  you . ’  ’
‘  sometimes  it  feels  like  someone  else  is  wearing  my  body .  ’
‘  i  spent  my  life  arguing  how  i  mattered  until  it  didn’t  matter .  ’ 
‘  who  knew  my  haven  would  be  my  coffin ?  ’
‘  dead  is  the  safest  i’ve  ever  been .  ’
‘  i’ve  never  been  so  alive .  ’ 
‘  you  know  what  i  was  gonna  tell  you  before ,  but  didn’t  have  the  nerve ?  you  got  your  name  written  all  over  me .  i  got  my  name  written  on  you ,  too .  ’ 
‘  you  already  are  something .  you  always  were .  and  you  still  have  time  to  be .  ’
‘  you  know  me  by  heart .  it  infuriates  me  that  you  know  me  by  heart .  ’ 
‘  why  am  i  waiting  for  you ?  hungering  and  thirsting  for  you  in  every  cranny  of  my  soul  and  even  in  my  ribs ?  ’ 
‘  you  came  with  a  handful  of  pain  and  a  smile  which  broke  the  ground  under  my  feet  as  the  earthquake  does  when  two  people  meet .  ’
‘  the  only  good  thing  is  that  i’m  getting  used  to  suffering .  ’
‘  the  return  to  time  was  not  my  choice .  ’
‘  we  are  built  to  live  inside  each  other .  this  means  we  are  built  to  ruin .  ’
‘  time  does  not  bring  relief ;  you  all  have  lied .  ’
‘  time  does  not  know  how  to  keep  our  hopes  safe .  ’
‘  you  needed  me  so  much  that  you  had  to  end  me .  ’
‘  there  are  days  where  i  am  morbidly  in  love  with  you ,  and  this  is  one  of  those  days .  ’
‘  i  know  no  end  to  desiring  you .  ’
‘  i  fear  that  i  am  both  too  much  yet  not  enough .  ’
‘  yes ,  yes ,  yes ,  i  do  like  you .  i  am  afraid  to  say  the  stronger  word .  ’ 
‘  a  heart’s  a  heavy  burden .  ’
‘  life ,  as  i  see  it ,  is  all  about  farewells  rather  than  reunions .  ’
‘  heaven  is  real  and  you  only  had  two  minutes  to  prove  it  to  me .  ’
‘  it  was  already  love .  ’
‘  everyone  desires  love  but  also  finds  it  impossible  to  believe  that  they  deserve  it .  ’
‘  i’ll  love  you  until  i  forget  how  to .  ’
‘  i’ll  love  you  until  i  forget  how  to  and  then  i’ll  fall  like  my  knees  aren’t  already  bruised  from  doing  it  and  i’ll  remember  why  you’re  worth  the  ache .  ’
‘  of  course  i’ll  hurt  you .  of  course  you’ll  hurt  me .  of  course  we’ll  hurt  each  other .  but  this  is  the  very  condition  of  existence .  ’
‘  nothing  makes  me  sadder  and  nothing  makes  me  happier  than  you .  ’
‘  i  love  you  and  i  do  not  want  to  love  you ,  it  is  too  much  and  too  difficult .  ’
‘  grief  is  just  love  with  no  place  to  go .  ’
‘  i  felt  my  life  with  both  my  hands  to  see  if  it  was  there .  ’
‘  you  do  this ,  you  do .  you  take  the  things  you  love  and  you  tear  them  apart .  ’
‘  i  hope  it’s  love .  i’m  trying  really  hard  to  make  it  love .  ’
‘  if  you  touch  me  again  i  might  burn  up  in  the  cold  air .  ’
‘  i  asked  you  not  to  leave  several  times .  ’
‘  i’ve  only  adored  you  lifetimes  ago  and  here  we  are .  it’s  nice  to  see  you  again .  ���
‘  all  time  ever  does  is  pass  and  all  i  ever  do  is  remember .  ’
‘  i  feel  as  though  we  were  never  strangers ,  you  and  i ,  not  even  for  a  moment .  ’
‘  i’d  choose  you ;  in  a  hundred  different  lifetimes ,  in  a  hundred  worlds ,  in  any  version  of  reality ,  i’d  find  you  and  i’d  choose  you .  ’
‘  nothing  about  this  is  soft  but  we  pretend .  ’
‘  maybe  you  and  i  are  just  a  dream .  ’
‘  i  know  you  loved  me  too ,  you  knew  me ,  and  it  gladdens  my  heart .  ’
‘  i  promise  i  shall  never  give  up  and  that  i’ll  die  yelling  and  laughing .  ’
‘  i  don’t  do  anything  with  my  life  except  romanticize  and  decay  with  indecision .  ’
‘  the  world  was  made  so  that  we  could  find  each  other  in  it .  ’
‘  you  don’t  meet  the  people  you  love ,  you  recognize  them .  ’
‘  i  think  you  and  i  have  known  each  other  a  few  lifetimes .  ’
‘  this  body  knows  fear  like  a  front  porch  knows  welcome  –  it  is  always  coming  home .  ’
‘  i  miss  you  more  than  i  remember  you .  ’
‘  if  i  could  have  done  it  all  again ,  i  would  have  loved  you  better .  but  i  could  not  have  loved  you  more .  ’
‘  we  could  have  been  happy .  i  know  that ,  and  it  is  perhaps  the  hardest  thing  to  know .  ’
‘  you  want  a  better  story .  who  wouldn’t ?  ’
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