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flirty or threatening? dialogue prompts

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“good god, you are a pain.” “then why are you even here?” “maybe i’m a masochist.”

“say that again i dare you.” “what are you going to do about it if i do?”

“your existence unnerves me.” “aw, i’m flattered.”

“hi honey.” “don’t honey me, you just threw a book at me!”

“huh, you know when you’re not scowling at me your eyes look a little more blue than green.”

“what if one day you wandered off a cliff?” “would you join me?”

“sometimes i feel like you want to get hit.” “by you? most certainly.”

“miss me?” “i had wondered where my headache went.”

“you are certainly interesting.” “is that a compliment or are you making fun of me?” “yes.”

“i’m not docile by any means.” “i’ve noticed, i notice everything about you.”

“i need help to bury a body.” “and you thought of me? aw.” “actually, i’m the only one that would miss you if you went to prison.” “you’d miss me?”

“i hate you!” “as long as you feel something towards me.”

“watch it!” “it’s cute how easy i can rile you up.”

“do you truly hate me?” “i wish that was possible.”

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reblogging cuz the supernatural reference made me giggle

thinking about the time they sent me a seven year old autistic patient to investigate if he was suffering abuse because in every psychological test he kept drawing awful monsters

and I start the consultation already miserable as fuck and I give the kid some pen and paper so I can maybe communicate and see what's on his mind

and then I go WAIT A GODDAMN SECOND I KNOW THOSE MONSTERS

turns out the kid just had a special interest in Five Nights at Freddy's

um sorry for moaning when you stabbed me. it's been a really long time since anyone touched me like that

To all the people in my inbox tryna spam me out of my book ideas: trust, you do not want them. I don't even want those little shits.

Being an awkward romantic like:

If you don't confess your love to me in the pouring rain where the water runs down your face like tears and your hair is messed up in the sexy way and you're avoiding eye contact out of fear of rejection and my makeup is miraculously perfect after saving me from my loveless abusive relationship when you've been watching me be with that person for three years seven months and six days while pining for me all that time then what are you even doing besides wasting my time and yours

BUT

if you say anything even remotely sappy to me besides telling me that my outfit is hot or try to make me hold eye contact with you while you satisfy my soul deep need for validation I will hit you in the ballsack with a chair calculated by the force of my embarrassment and rage condensed into the state of a collapsing neutron star in the vacuum of deep space so don't even fucking try me

what the computer screen sees as i write the most gut-wrenching scenes of my novel