i'm almost too afraid to look

zombieland starter sentences
  • "It's amazing how quickly things can go from 'bad' to 'total shit-storm'."
  • "Stop, no names. Keeps us from getting too familiar."
  • "You almost knocked over your alcohol with your knife."
  • "More? No, one for me. One and done, I always say...I said that once."
  • "I'm sensing you're a bit of a bitch."
  • "You're a peppy little spit fuck, aren't you?"
  • "I could use a Twinkie."
  • "I hate coconut. Not the taste, the consistency."
  • "I find lots of things disturbing."
  • "When you're afraid of everything that's out there, you quit going out there."
  • "I don't usually unlock my door to the sounds of panic...but my neighbor is insanely hot."
  • "Look, the point is I'm here for you, okay?"
  • "And as long as you're by my side, I'm not leaving this apartment."
  • "You see, you just can't trust anyone. The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me."
  • "You wanna feel how hard I can punch?"
  • "I'm worried about you."
  • "Time to nut up or shut up!"
  • "You got a purdy mouth!"
  • "Someone's ear is in danger of having hair brushed over it."
  • "Act normal, try not to freak her out."
  • "Better you make the mistake of trusting us, than we make the mistake of trusting you."
  • "Nice going genius."
  • "I never had headaches like this 'til your ass came on board."
  • "Do what you want with a man, but do not fuck with his Cadillac."
  • "Thank God for rednecks."
  • "Gotta enjoy the little things."
  • "She was like a crouching tiger."
  • "You got taken hostage by a 12-year-old?"
  • "Well, girls mature faster than boys."
  • "It's amazing how far you can get with some costume jewelry and a cut-throat attitude."
  • "You know what, I may not shoot you, but you still royally piss me off."
  • "How about we play the quiet game?"
  • "Let me begin my three-part apology by saying I think you're a wonderful human."
  • "You gotta enjoy the little things...Even if that means destroying a whole lot of little things."
  • "You know, I think sleep deprivation is like the number one health problem in America."
  • "We're in Hollywood, let's sleep in style."
  • "Dibs on the bed."
  • "Oh, this is so exciting, you're about to learn who you're gonna call...Ghostbusters."
  • "Take away a man's son, you've truly given him nothing left to lose."
  • "Don't make me drink alone."
  • "I don't even know your name, but this is actually really nice."
  • "You know? Between me and you, you're actually kind of cute."
  • "You are like a giant cock-blocking robot developed in a secret fucking government lab."
  • "This is the problem with getting attached to someone. When they leave you just feel lost."
  • "That's why I don't let people close, you only get burned."
  • "Not bad for that scrawny little spit-fuck."

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Stranded at sea on a small boat that broke down after a heist, some members of the FAHC wait for the others to rescue them. (Idk if this is a good prompt or not)

This is amazing and I love it:

Michael doesn’t know how or why they ended up in the middle of the fucking ocean, but he knows exactly who to blame.

“GODDAMN IT, GAVIN!” he screams when the boat dies, bobbing uselessly in the water, miles of water stretching around them as far as the eye can see, land no more than a blur on the horizon.

“There’s no gas,” Gavin says tapping the fuel gauge uselessly.

“OF COURSE THERE’S NO FUCKING GAS!  I’M OUT HERE WITH YOU, AND ONLY YOU WOULD STEAL THE ONE BOAT WITH NO GAS! WHAT THE FUCK!” Michael kicks the side of the boat, grunting in pain, muttering darkly to himself.

“Ryan’s here, too.”

“HE-” Michael gestures to Ryan, who has yet to regain consciousness from their run in with the cops, blood sticking to the side of his head from a deep cut hidden in his hair line “-ISN’T EVEN AWAKE, YOU DUMB FUCK!”

Gavin, too used to hearing Michael’s ranting, completely ignores the insults, and stands up, crossing the boat to kneel down next to Ryan. He checks his pulse, makes sure he’s breathing, and says, “You think he’s gonna be pissed he got shot?”

Michael, still fuming and far from running out of steam, glances down at Ryan and grunts, “The bullet grazed him. He’s not dead. He’ll get over it.” He moves towards the front of the boat, sitting down in the captain’s seat, and starts fiddling with the radio.

“What are you doing?” Gavin asks curiously, making himself comfortable right next to Ryan.

“Trying to get a hold of anyone.” He turns the dial, trying different channels, wishing he hadn’t dropped his cell phone in the water when they were trying to escape.

“…come in….are you sure….Geoff…” Michael nearly drops the radio when he hears Jack’s voice.

“Hey, hey Jack.”

Michael…. Michael do….are you… Michael.”

“Jack, hey Jack…” Static answers him and Michael sighs in frustration, throwing the radio down. “Fuck.”

He stands up, pacing across the boat floor, agitated. He feels a bit like a caged animal, nervous energy running through him, and he really wants to hit something.

“We’re gonna die out here,” Michael says under his breath.

“At least we’ll die together,” Gavin replies beaming. With a war cry, Michael throws himself at him and starts punching him all over.

Gavin yelps in surprise, trying to push Michael off, the boat rocking violently beneath them. Michael gets at least three good punches in before he is yanked off of Gavin.

“What the fuck is going on,” Ryan demands, unceremoniously dropping Michael into the captain’s chair, putting himself into between him and Gavin. “And why the fuck are we on a boat?”

“Ask him,” Michael snaps gesturing towards Gavin, tasting blood on his lip. At some point, Gavin must have hit him, and Michael begrudgingly feels a little impressed.

Gavin’s nose is bleeding and his cheek is red, but otherwise he looks unscathed. With an affronted scoff, he stands up and says, “I steal a perfectly good boat…”

“THERE’S NO GAS IN IT, GAVIN!”

“…and this is the thanks I get.”

“THANKS? THANKS? YOU GET US STRANDED OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE AND YOU EXPECT THANKS?!” Michael jumps up from his chair, but Ryan shoves him back down.

“Stay,” he says and Michael glares at him, but stays seated. “Good boy.”

“Fuck off.”

Amusement flickers in Ryan’s eyes and he turns his back on Michael, looking over at Gavin. “How far out are we?”

“I dunno,” Gavin replies shrugging, rubbing at his bruised cheek. “I just drove as fast as I could in the opposite direction of the gunfire.”

“Smart.”

“See, Michael.”

“Don’t push it.”

Ryan surveys the scene for a few seconds, but the rocking of the boat must be getting to him, his face turning a sickly gray color. He slowly sits down in the co-captain’s seat, breathing deeply through his nose.

“You alright?” Gavin asks pushing himself up onto his knees. “Gonna vom?” He pales at the idea, clutching his stomach. “Please don’t.”

“I’ll be sure to tell my stomach to hold it in because Gavin asked,” Ryan snaps sarcastically, leaning forward, resting his forehead against his knees.

“Michael, if he gets sick, I’m gonna get sick,” Gavin complains, gagging at the idea. “Michael, don’t let him.”

“What the fuck am I supposed to do?” Michael looks helplessly between the two before turning back to the radio. He does not have time for any of this and wasting energy on it isn’t helping them get help any faster.

Behind him he hears Gavin gag again, but Michael ignores it. He messes with the radio, hoping to hear Jack. Or anyone for that matter. The cops could pick them up for all he cared; spending the night in jail had to be better than being out here.

“…hello? Hello, can you….? Hello?” Michael nearly jumps up when he hears the voice, scrambling to answer, pretending he doesn’t hear his friends getting sick behind him.

“Jack, hey Jack I’m here!”

He waits a beat, stomach clenching in anticipation, almost too afraid to hope. For a moment he thinks he’s actually lost Jack again, and he practically deflates when he hears her voice loud and clear:

We’re on our way, Michael. You guys okay?”

“We’re fine,” Michael responds looking over his shoulder at his two friends hanging over the edge of the boat. “Well, mostly.”

Okay.” Jack sounds skeptical, but she doesn’t elaborate, instead promising to be there are soon as she can, and Michael thanks every deity he can think of for Jack Pattillo.

never-expect  asked:

Hi Kylo! For a while now, I've wanted to make a fan game for Mark, but I'm almost too afraid to start anything. First off, I'm not a game designer (I'm an engineer), so I have no clue what I'd be getting into/what is needed. Second, I'm afraid of not being able to create a story/idea that Mark would enjoy. Any thoughts? Thanks! Also, the things you create are so beautiful. I love seeing them everyday!!

don’t be afraid to start something, sweetheart! if you wanna make a fan game, then by golly you totally should! i don’t know anything about game design myself, but my best bet would be to look around online for tutorials and game design creators. google would certainly be your friend with this.

as for stories, explore your imagination! your game can be about literally anything you want. if you’re still drawing up blanks, check out other fangames or other video games in general! don’t copy them word for word per se, but just enough that you can get some inspiration from them.

it could be a horror game! or an rpg game! first person! point and click! platformer! anything like that! 💛

Sarianna and Reyes break up; WIP of Vignettes Chapter 6

because I’m incorrigible and I always work on things 2 months too late when everyone already forgot I was writing this fanfic.


She stood in the corner like a huddled mouse, afraid to rouse the suspicion of already watchful eyes. “What are you saying?” Her voice shook in a harsh whisper. She cast a cursory glance around. The shadows moved with the figures, clearly just as embarrassed as she to bear witness to this moment.

He looked around in heightened awareness of the people around them. Mere bodies floating in the periphery. For all he knew, it was she who pushed the issue. “I’m saying I don’t have time for this right now,” he muttered through a harsh breath. 

“When?” She tried to keep the words steady, to stop them from trembling so audibly. “When will there be time?”

Reyes sighed. The lines under his tired eyes became more pronounced. Something of a pause crept in between her pleading look and his own wavering desire to put up with at all. But there wasn’t really time to indulge her, neither was there space to fully explain herself. People were waiting on them, and he had to go. “I’ll let you know.” A sorry, fed up look stole all the warmth from his expression.

Sara stood incredulous of it all. “Reyes!” she called out as he started to walk away. Kian followed after him. The two men, along with other unwitting agents trying to avoid her questioning gaze, proceeded through the hiss of the double doors. He didn’t even look back.

rockdiva54  asked:

Hi! I have an issue with sentence length and passive vs. active writing. For sentence length, most of my sentences are short. It's almost as if I'm too afraid to use long sentences, because I've been told all my life that run on sentences are extremely distasteful. How can I overcome this hesitance I have? And for passive versus active voice, I understand the concept, I just don't quite understand when it's appropriate to use either. I've also been told "was" and "be" are words to avoid. Help?

The simplest way to start working with longer sentences is to see how you can combine the short sentences you already have into compound or complex sentences. I find compound sentences easier:

June looked up slowly. The behemoth towered over her. It seemed not to have noticed her yet.

In this example, I would choose to combine the second and third sentences, because they’re both talking about the same subject. So it would look like this:

June looked up slowly. The behemoth towered over her, but it seemed not to have noticed her yet.

Varying your sentence structure may take practice, but it’s almost always better than having all long sentences or all short sentences, like Gary Provost says

Active and passive voice are not exactly the same as whether or not you should use ‘was’ or ‘be.’ In a sentence that uses active voice, the subject completes the action:

The behemoth attacked June!

A sentence written in passive voice is ‘backwards,’ meaning that the subject is not the one actually DOING the action:

June was attacked by the behemoth!

An sentence in active voice feels more immediate; it gives the subject agency as well as focus. That doesn’t always make it the best choice. Sometimes you want to emphasize the lack of action from your subject, emphasizing what’s being done TO her. Just be careful with that, because it can easily paint that subject as a victim.

You can also use forms of ‘to be’ as linking verbs in descriptive sentences. While these sentences aren’t active, they’re not exactly passive either, because they don’t have someone else performing an action on the subject:

The behemoth’s breath was hot and rancid.

In each case, it’s about choices. There’s nothing inherently wrong with short sentences or long sentences or active voice or passive voice or even run-ons! But it’s helpful to know how to use different techniques, so that you can choose what works best for each situation as you write.

Let’s get drunk and talk about our dreams and how shitty that one day was in middle school. Let’s get drunk and stumble to the park so we can look up at the stars and talk about how small we are compared to the rest of the universe and how the stars are almost as beautiful as the first time you fell in love. Let’s get drunk and say everything we’re too afraid to say sober.
—  Let’s get drunk // P.P

i think every night i’ll just update you guys on the status of god'n'gabe

i am FINALLY getting super excited about it and i’m really comfortable drawing on my laptop now (although i’m still super weary of how the colors translate on this screen;;;;;)

gOSH i love drawing chuck, you guys. he is my drawing muse

anonymous asked:

I feel like I'm missing something, and am almost (very) too afraid to ask but what is SKAM? And it looks so good that I want to watch it but don't know what it issssssssss. Please don't laugh

Oh my goooood, Skam is SUCH a cute tv show! It’s Norwegian so if you don’t understand the language you’ll have to watch with english subtitles. Basically the show revolves around a gang of people in what I suppose is the equivalent of high school, and each season focuses more on one particular character. Personally I’ve loved all the seasons, but the one that most people are watching is the third, which is about Isak, who’s been a side character in the previous seasons. (I love Isak, his entire personality is the MOSt adorable). You can watch the third season without having seen the previous ones if you want. I think the show so cute and funny, and I definitely recommend it!!

(LOOK AT THIS CUTE)

Link 1 - All seasons + eng subtitles

Link 2 - Season 3 + eng subtitles

Link 3 - Official site where they post clips and texts from the show

Link 4 - Official TV site