“Fuck” Sentence Starters

prcttyliics:

splattermemes:

Angry

• “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
  
• “Fuck this.”
  
• “Get the fuck out of here.”
• “Who the fuck are you?”
• “Fuck that!”
  
• “I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”
  
• “Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”
• “Shut the fuck up.“
• “Get your fucking act together.”
• “Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”
• “Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”
  
• “Get your fucking hands off of me!”
  
• “Stay the fuck away from me.”
  
• “Who stole my fucking shit?!”
  
• “Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”
  
• “You wanna fucking go, punk?”
  
• “Get the fuck over it.”
  
• “Where the fuck have you been?”
  
• “What the fuck do you want from me?”
  

Sad

• “Fuck life.” 
  
• “No, I’m not fucking over it.”
  
• “Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”
  
• “What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”
  
• “Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”
• “I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”
  
• “Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”
  
• “The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”
  
• “I fucking miss him/her/them.”
• “Who the fuck cares?”
  
• “All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”
  
• “I fucked up my own life.”
  
• “I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”
  

Insults

• “Fuck you!”
  
• “I fucked your mom last night.” 
  
• “You’re a fucking asshole.”
  
• “You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?” 
  
• “Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?” 
  
• “Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”
  
• “Go fuck yourself.”
• “Motherfucker!”
  
• “Wow, that’s fucking small.”
• “Get the fuck over yourself.”
  

Sexy

• “Fuck me.”
  
• “I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”
  
• “I’d fuck you all night long.”
  
• “You look like a fucking dog in heat.”
• “You look so fucking hot right now.”
  
• “Fuck–faster~”
  
• “FUCK, I’m gonna come!”
  
• “I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”
• “Babe, fuck–not here.”
  
• “You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”
  
• “I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
  
• “I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”
  
• “F-fuck–please–~”
  
• “I’d let you fuck me any day.”
  
• “You better use a fucking condom.”
  
• “Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”
  
• “Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”
  
• “Fuck, it’s big.”
  
• “Let’s make a fucking baby.”
  

Situations

• “Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”
• “How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”
  
• “Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”
  
• “I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”
• “This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”
  
• “It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”
  
• “Fuck, I’m so wasted.”
  
• “What the fuck did we do last night?”
  
• “Where the fuck am I?”
  
• “Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”
  
• “Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”
  
• “Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”
  
• “Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”
  
• “Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”
  
• “It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”
  
• “FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”

CHARACTER AESTHETICS.

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_{[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. fog.lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.}

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_{[ MATERIALS ]  gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.}

_{[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains.}

_{[ ANIMALS ] lions. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. rats.}

_{[ FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. ambrosia.}

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_{[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. chokers. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. costume. ruffle collar. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup.}

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｡♥  FREAKY.

Static.

Nothing but static, static, static, filling up his brain, clouding his vision, forcing his lips to close into a straight line, enveloping every inch of his body from the tip of his toes to the top of his head. Screaming in his ear. Crying out to his bruised elbows and knees and his aching hands and wrists and his newly split lip and his ever-worn bones and his old soul. 

Static there in the form of an elegantly gloved hand pressing against his arm and his face and it FEELS like too much, it feels venomous, it feels like there’s something IN HIS BLOODSTREAM that he simply can’t cut out, that he can’t be cured from –  Frank’s voice, his words, his meaning, is IN HIS SKIN,  and it feels like VIOLATION. 

He’s hit. It feels like lightning. Falling on the ground is the sinister rumble of thunder rippling through his brain.

Aforementioned aching hands press against the ground, and soon it’s his forehead that’s on the ground as he’s attempting to twist away from the other’s looming figure, without much success –  he’s like a STUBBORN CHILD  refusing to meet the gaze of the accusing parent,  only this time the consequences staring him in the face are much more apparent. 

(He hates this part. He wished he had more STRENGTH to defend himself, even to SPEAK – to say OF COURSE I LOVE HER, SHE’S THE ONLY THING I’VE EVER LOVED, YOU COULD NEVER HAVE THE POWER TO TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME, SHE IS AS UNSHATTERABLE AS A DIAMOND, UNLIKE YOUR FRAGILE EGO, UNLIKE YOUR GLASS BONES; I BELONG TO NO ONE, I MADE MY OWN DESTINY, I PAVED MY OWN PATH, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO STOLE ME AWAY,  YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN MY NIGHTMARE, YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN MY NIGHTMARE.)

(But lord, he was so tired. So sleep deprived. Overworked. Hurt. Angry. Upset. So many emotions and not at all. It was too much. Far too much happening all at once, inside and outside just one man.)

Instead, there he lies. Arms wrapped over his head. Face hidden in the tacky carpet, that of which is surely being dotted with the red from his lip. He’s as still and unmovable as steel. He does not greet Frank’s physical or verbal abuse with the groveling cries that Frank might desire; in fact, he does not even grant the prince a response at all. 

He’s just lying there. 

          _{reptilian eyes burn invisible holes into the servant,   &&   words,   like FANGS dripping with poison,   rip and tear at the man in frank’s grasp.   now,   he can CEASE   ;   now,   he can set riff raff free   –   after all,   this SUBMISSION had been his goal all along,   hadn’t it   ?   but that agony,   SWEET like the blood of virgins,   glistening in the handyman’s eye calls the scientist’s name,   tugs at his very soul.   MORE,   croons the devil in frank’s black heart.   MORE,   whispers his boiling blood.}

          _{but those eyes,   MISERABLE   &   PLEADING,   are then hidden in the rough fabric of the carpet beneath them,   and somehow their absence fans the FLAMES of the furter’s wrath.   frank is silent as he rises,   shadowed lids heavy,   gazing upon the servant’s WILTED form.   this is his rightful place.   this is his only purpose.}

          _{one diamanté HEEL is forced into the man’s back,   an almost preparatory gesture before the prince draws back   &&   KICKS,   not only once and not only twice,   but THREE TIMES does he strike.   ‘   you are weak.   ’   frank tells him,   GRIMACING upon his helplessness.   ‘   you are weak,   GENERAL,   weak   !   oh,   you sicken me.   i should never have brought you along   –   you or your wretched sister.   ’}

          _{again he kicks,   just once more.   ‘   remember who your MASTER is,   general riff raff.   remember that you are here only to SERVE ME.   ’   the prince turns,   &&   heels click about the room,   the same noisy shoes that had only just been BEATING   &   BRUISING the servant.   sweating,   mind buzzing from the ECSTASY of power,   of dominion,   the furter pours golden liquid into a chalice of pure transsexualian crystal.   the glass is cold against his plump,   painted lips,   &   with a glance back at the handyman,   still ever so quiet,   ever so motionless,   the doctor SCOFFS.}   

          _{‘   STAND,   riff raff.   be the strong man your sister believes you are.   ’}

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brainsplitter:

name: doctor frank - n - furter
alias: frankie, frankenfurter
date of birth: nov 11 1943 ( in earth time anyway lmao i’m not here 4 technobabble )
languages: english, transylvanian, other extraterrestrial languages but like i said ^^
orientation: pansexual, demiromantic
occupation: a scientist
record: oh god can i get a big neon sign that says CANNIBALISM, will honestly take the life of just about anyone he pleases, didn’t get into much trouble on transsexual simply because he was the prince. probably got a little ass whoopin’, though, for slapping de lordy, i’ve hc’d that frank isn’t particularly fond of him
disorders: undiagnosed bipolar disorder

eye colour: green.
hair colour: naturally black, though he’s had it blond once or twice
height: 5'8″
scars: no noticeable ones, really. sometimes he’ll obtain a few nicks or so on his hands & fingers, y’know from science experiments
burns: none.
overweight: no.
underweight: no.

song: he straight up HATES human music, so his favorite song is probably one by some space boyband
food: MEN

had sex: duh
had sex in public: yes.
gotten pregnant: no.
kissed a boy: yes.
kissed a girl: yes.
gotten tattoos: no   (   the ones u see on him are temporary   )
gotten piercings: no.
smoked: yes.
drank: yes.
drugs:  yes.
been in love: hmmm
needed surgery: no.
stayed up for more than twenty four hours: yes.

a virgin: absolutely not jfc
a cuddler: with rocky definitely, but anyone else has got 2 be rly impressive to get frankie snugs
a kisser: yes.
scared easily: no.
jealous easily: god yes
trustworthy: nooo
considered mean: EVIL *
harmed self: once.
thought of suicide: briefly.
attempted suicide: no.
fears: betrayal,   abandonment,   failure.

siblings: none, that he knows of anyway
pets: the dogs, his lovers.