Catfish Sentence Starters

Heavy metal music played in the background as he sang and, headbanged along

"Nipple juice on my asshole...!"

BLOOD RELATED PROMPTS

requested by my bestie 

WORDS: 

“  is that your blood?  ”

“  woah—  hold up you’re bleeding.  ”

“  your bandages— you’re bleeding through them.  ”

“  shit,  i think i pulled my stitches.  ”

“  i’ll make them bleed for this.  ”

“  a little blood never never hurt anyone.  ”

“  why the fuck is there blood on the carpet?  ”

“  your nose is bleeding.  ”

“  you can make me bleed all you want,  i’ll never scream for you.  ”

“  you don’t understand,  i had to do it.  i had to kill them.  ”

“  stop fussing— this isn’t my blood.  ”

“  i did what was necessary.  ”

“  why are you bleeding?  what happened?  ”

“  who hurt you?  why is there blood all over you?  ”

“  i think you’ll look quite pretty when you bleed.  ”

“  who did you kill?  whose blood is that?  ”

“  i’m not usually a sadistic sort of person,  but i will take pleasure in spilling your blood.  ”

“  i don’t actually enjoy killing.  it’s messy.  the blood gets everywhere.  it’s just necessary sometimes.  ”

“  it looked kind of beautiful in a fucked up sort of way.  blood on snow.  the kind of thing you usually only see in stories.  ” 

“  i can’t get it off—  i can still feel it on me!  ”

“  just calm down.  breathe.  i’ll take care of this.  ”

“  hold still— you’ve got blood on your face.  ”

“  why is there blood on your knife?  ”

“  oh,  it’s just a little bit of blood.  don’t nutsack out.  ”

“  i’m going to drain every ounce of your blood.  nice and slow.  like you deserve.  ”  

“  i’ll kill anyone who ever makes you bleed again.  ”

“  your/their blood is just too pretty to keep inside.  ”

“  there’s something fascinating about blood.  it’s captivating. ”

“  blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb.  ”

“  you made me bleed on my shirt—  i fucking loved this shirt!  ”

“  leave me alone,  it’s shark week and i got blood on my sheets.  ”

“  should i be concerned about why there’s blood in the sink?  ”

“  do i ask questions or do i just help you clean up all this blood?  ”

ACTIONS: 

[ ALONE ]  for sender to show up on receiver’s doorstep covered in blood. 

[ ARRIVE ] for receiver to show up on sender’s doorstep covered in blood. 

[ CLEANSE ] for sender to find receiver trying to clean blood off themselves. 

[ DISCOVER ] for receiver to find sender trying to clean blood off themselves. 

[ AID ] for sender to help receiver clean blood off themselves. 

[ ERASE ] for receiver to help sender clean blood off themselves. 

[ ESCAPE ] for sender to find receiver after they’ve killed someone. 

[ SEEN ] for receiver to find sender after they’ve killed someone. 

[ HELP ] for sender to clean up the aftermath of receiver’s crime. 

[ ACCEPT ] for receiver to clean up the aftermath of sender’s crime. 

[ FOUND ] for sender to discover receiver covered in blood. 

[ EXPOSE ] for receiver to discover sender covered in blood. 

[ ATTACK ] for sender to stab or shoot receiver. 

[ WOUNDED ] for receiver to stab or shoot sender. 

[ BROKE ] for sender to punch receiver hard enough their nose bleeds. 

[ INJURE ] for receiver to punch sender hard enough their nose bleeds. 

[ WITNESS ] for sender to see receiver get hurt enough to bleed.  

[ WATCH ] for receiver to see sender get hurt enough to bleed. 

[ RETALIATE ] for sender to make receiver’s attacker bleed. 

[ DEFEND ] for receiver to make sender’s attacker bleed. 

[ SURVIVE ] for sender to realize receiver is bleeding after getting through a fight. 

[ FABRIC ] for receiver to realize sender is bleeding after getting through a fight. 

Husk had been looking for Angel when he found him. He hadn't seen him for almost the whole night and he was sure he'd seen Angel come home at some point. It wasn't like Angel to not come bother him at the bar so he'd gotten worried curious.

Finding him laid out on his bedroom door surrounding by bottles was the last thing he expected though. It was then that the worry did start creeping in.

He kneeled down next to the other man to help him sit up, gently placing a hand in the middle of his back to support him. He half smiled at the handsome comment, a reply waiting on his lips before Angel completely flipped the script and pushed him away.

He startled, eyes widening and mouth falling open in surprise, but he quickly moved away. He watched with concern furrowing his brows as Angel curled in on himself. He couldn't deny the pang in his chest at seeing the other so distraught, mumbling to himself. The words only cutting him deeper.

He knew Angel's job wasn't all fun and games like he tried to make it seem, but it was still easy to forget just how difficult it could be.

He reached out a hand to comfort Angel but stopped himself, quickly withdrawing his hands. He didn't want to be touched so Husk wasn't going to force that on him. Not now.

He waited another moment until it seemed like Angel had calmed down a little and then scooted a little closer to him on the floor.

"Angel," he called, voice deep and calm and hopefully grounding enough to break Angel out of the panicked haze he seemed to be in. "Look at me, Angel...No one's going to touch you here unless you want them to, you hear?"

@helluvahotpot ⸻ Drinking starters.

❝Easy, there. Try to sit up.❞ Husk to Angel

Angel groaned as Husk knelt down beside him. He slowly looked over at Husk as he let out another groan of feeling dizzy. A couple bottles were around him as he lay on the ground of his bedroom. His door wide opened, Husk must have seen him when he was walking by or something. That was his own fault for not shutting his door after such a shitty day at work.

His body ached from another ruthless night. He pissed off Valentino and his body greatly paid for it. He just wanted to forget about the rough touches for the night, he wanted to forget about the look Valentino gave him, he wanted to forget he was addicted to Valentino’s poison for one night. So, he drank until he forgot. Until he no longer felt the sensations of other people on him, until he could no longer see Valentino’s face when he closed his eyes.

He slowly tried sitting up, wobbly and ended up falling to the side into Husk’s arms. A hand lifted to grasp his head, everything seemed to be spinning. He didn’t even remember lying on the floor. He looked up at Husk’s face, lifting his other hand to poke at Husk’s face.

❝Such a handsome kitty.❞ He said, words slurred as he spoke.

Then as if something turned in his brain, he pushed Husk away. His body scrambling off him and he crawled slightly towards his bed. His knees being brought up to his chest, eyes wide as he stared down at the ground. His four arms moving to wrap around his legs. He could feel Fat Nuggets come up to him, but he ignored the pig. His body was shaking slightly, and he whimpered from the aches it caused.

❝Don’t touch me.❞ He said, his upper arms lifting to grasp at his head. ❝Don’t touch me!❞

He rocked slightly, ignoring the pain in his body, ignoring the screams, it begged him not to move. His eyes watered up with tears. He clutched his head tightly as his eyes closed tightly, shaking his head. His lower limbs hugged his knees tight, as if that would keep everything else out. All he could think of was those hands on him, being treated like he was fresh meat. Most of the time his job didn’t affect him this badly, but it was a bad night mixed with alcohol. He didn’t want to feel used anymore. He wanted out yet he couldn’t get out. He was too addicted to all of it, even if sometimes he hated it, he would always go right back to it.

❝I’m not your doll…❞ He mumbled, burying his head in his knees. ❝I don’t want to be used again tonight, not tonight. Please, no more tonight…❞ He felt alone, so alone.

No one understood. He wanted the comfort, the warmth from another but he never got that after his sessions. He never got the proper after care and he craved it, needed it, wanted it but would never admit it.

@helldrip said: [ Bee to Lucifer ] is this u

He stared at the image for a long moment, trying to even process what he was looking at, before he finally replied.

[ Lucifer to Bee ] NO [ Lucifer to Bee ] >:( >:( >:(

then less than a minute later he follows up with another message.

[ Lucifer to Bee ] Tho you just gave me an idea so thank you, Bee :)❤️

@r-adio said: ❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜ / for luci

"Hey! It's not like I'm thrilled to be stuck with you either," he shot back indignantly. Alastor's words stung more than he'd ever let on. He thought himself an idiot on multiple occassions but hearing someone else say it, just reinforced the idea to him.

And to have Alastor of all people tell him that? Unacceptable.

"Look, we can either work together or be stuck her for however long it takes Charlie and the other to realize we're missing and figure out where we are. It's up to you," he said with a huff, tugging on the lapels of his coat to straighten them.

"Is that from personal experience, your highness?" Husk asked with a raised eyebrow of doubt.

  ❝ self care is actually getting in fights with randoms in dark alleys. ❞ 

He cupped a hand around the side of his head. "What's that Moxx? You want met to turn it up?"

Without waiting for the other to respond he proceeds to amp up the volume to the max it can go.

"Uh sir?" Moxxie came up to Blitz. "That music is kinda loud, don't you think, sir?"

“I open my mouth. I want to say: I’m breaking, and I need someone to hold me together. But no sound comes out.”

— Beth Revis, A Million Suns (via weltenwellen)

prompts for emotionally stunted idiots

because my friends muses need therapy. will they get it? absolutely not. 

AVOIDING THE TERRIFYING ORDEAL OF BEING KNOWN:  

“  yeah i’m pissed off but i’d rather not talk about it.  that’s why you’re the one i came to.  ”

“  i’m not looking for a friend.  i’m looking for someone just as angry as i am.  ”

“  i’m not good at caring about people’s shit on purpose.  ”

“  i’m not gonna ask if ‘you’re okay’ cause that’s fuckin’ annoying.  you wanna get the hell out of here and do something?  ”  

 “  i don’t wanna talk about it. you got a beer?  ”  

“  upset?  why would i be upset?  ”

“  so you wanna go find something to break?  ”  

“  hey you want me to kill that guy for you?  ”

“  i just need to get this shit done.  and i trust you to help me do that.  ”  

“  you’re hot.  and i’m bored.  ”  

“  can we just have some meaningless sex we can both pretend didn’t happen tomorrow morning?  ”

“  i can think of at least a dozen people that need killing.  or a light beating.  will that cheer you up?  ”

“  i’ve a got job and i think you’d be the perfect fit.  so you in?  ”

“  yeah i don’t do the whole crying thing.  give me something to stab and i’ll be good in a day or two.  ”

“  i banged it out and now i feel great.  next question.  ”

“  if i think about it,  i get angry.  and i don’t know where that anger stops.  so i’d rather not start at all.  ”

VARIOUS SENTENCES WITH ABSOLUTELY NO DEPTH U COWARDS: 

“  if you’re gonna stay here you can’t be sober so either take the fruity beer or the shitty wine or let me be vibe in peace.  ”

“  how much insect essence do you think are in every square inch of chocolate? like just how many cockroach guts have i consumed with my hershey’s? ” 

“  you should’ve seen the look on their face.  it’s been so long since i’ve made someone that fuckin’ angry it was great.  ” 

“  i have this neighbor who keeps playing driver’s license at 10 a.m. every morning and i’m starting to question if it’s a sixteen year old getting over a breakup or a 36 year old trying to reclaim their childhood. at this point the mystery is the only thing keeping me going.  ”

“  do i trust you?  absolutely not.  next question.  ”

“  if i don’t get a nap in the next hour i’ll probably murder someone.  ”

“  you’re getting that look in your eyes like you’re about to ask me what’s wrong so i’m gonna save us both the awkwardness of finding an excuse to leave and just go now.  ”

“  i’m here to raid your fridge cause my date went really bad and all i’ve had is lukewarm water and breadsticks.  ”

“  i’m making a fake tinder profile to see how gullible guys are, wanna help?  ”   

“  hey i got something for you look!  ”   *holds up middle finger* 

U MIGHT GET PUNCHED: 

“  why are you really here?  ”

“  i’m not leaving until you tell me what the fuck is going on.  ”

“  you can’t solve every problem with your fists.  ”  

“  i’m not here to talk about me.  what the hell is going on with you?  ”

“  you think i don’t notice but i do.  i can tell something’s wrong.  ”   

“  i can see beneath your smile.  ”

“  why won’t you just tell me the truth?  ”

“  what are you hiding? and don’t you dare try to lie to me. ”

“  what the hell did you do?  ”

“  so are we gonna talk about it or are we gonna pretend nothing’s wrong here?  ”

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜