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Prompt #30

The villain groans as the hero puts some ointment on to the wound that currently sits on his forehead. A hiss follows closely. The hero grins. "You shouldn't have been so cocky, earlier. This is the result of it."

"I was only trying to save you, okay?!" The villain cried, his open injury hurting even more. He cursed. His head throbbed with pain. He had no clue why such a small thing could cause so much distress. The hero dabbed more of the liquid, before taking a band-aid and putting it on the spot.

"Yeah, yeah. Sure, big boy. You saved me but got injured yourself." The hero muttered, placing the small box of first-aid back on the table that sat in front of them.

"If only you didn't shove yourself in that bastard's face, I would have stayed calm." The villain said back, sitting up from the bed. His face showed a hint of irritation. and, he scoffed.

"I didn't shove myself in that bastard's face, he shoved himself in my face. And anyway, it wasn't that serious. I could have taken him down with one hit." The hero remarked, appearing quite proud of himself.

"Okay. Okay. Enough of that dead man. Let's have dinner, yeah? I'm starving, darling." The villain replied, placing a small kiss on the hero's cheek, and standing up. The hero followed, as he back-hugged the villain and kissed his exposed neck.

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I STILL BELIEVE YOU ARE "THAT GIRL" YOU GOTTA BELIEVE IT TOO!!!

I Want To Be “That” Girl

I just want to be that girl he can’t get out of his head. I want to be that girl who draws his attention from across the room. I want to be that girl who makes him want to leave the party so that we can be alone. I want to be that girl that has all of his trust so that we can grow together. I want to be that girl he’s always tickling and touching and playing with. I want to be that girl that when our friends see us together they tell us to get a room I want to be that girl that gives him that look in his eyes. I want to be that girl that when he looks at me I know he’s undressing me with his eyes. I want to be that girl that makes his palms sweat just by the sight of me. I want to be that girl that makes his heart pound when he hears my voice. I want to be that girl feeling safe as I am engulfed in his arms. I want to be that girl he surrounds with warmth and protection. I want to be that girl he smiles at for no reason. I want to be that girl who knows when he’s hurting and he trusts me enough to let me in. I want to be that girl that he knows when I’m hurting and I trust Him enough to let him in. I want to be that girl he thinks is beyond beautiful. I want to be that girl that’s the reason why he’s willing to fight the world but also the reason why he doesn’t. I want to be that girl that feels safe with him. I want to be that girl that wakes up in the morning and looks at her phone and sees a good morning sexy text. I want to be that girl that gets to hold his hand. I want to be that girl he loves kissing. I want to be the girl he falls for even when everyone else is falling for him. I want to be that girl that when you look at him you see everything you have ever wanted or needed. I want to be the girl who makes his days better, and the one who makes him say “my life has changed since I met her” I want to be that girl that changed everything, the girl that made a difference, the girl that gave him a story to tell.

Walking through the machines, They’d see blued bones Every place you held me in. Bated breaths from them peeling The suitcase we let gather dust, How come we’re on the same flight, Just in different terminals? The plane which took off before mine, carried the longing with it, And what is your love without the yearning mixed in it? Not the shaking when we landed, Face first in deep so called regret, Ignored the rumbling of shoved voices, What could be better than your heart’s erratic noises, When I pass through the crimes of unforgivable circumstances?

blood dripping from your lips like sweet poison, hands shaking (who's hands are steady after a crime?). I kiss away every drop, each a seed of a pomegranate against my lips. I consume your sin, as if it were mine. my hands steady yours, and I help you hide. after all, what are we, if not partners in crime?

KAREN SIRKO and GRAHAM DUNNE

in Daisy Jones & The Six - Track 4: I Saw the Light

STRANGER THINGS 3.08 | Chapter Eight: The Battle of Starcourt

In ep.IV they show us this embrace, this beautiful, beautiful and painful scene. Those few seconds hold such a deep meaning…and yet in that moment we do not know ANYTHING about it. So what? Is one supposed to see it and then go on with the show and forget about it, putting it in a corner of their mind with all those “you will understand later” things? Because that’s what happened, the first time I watched this season I completely forgot about it. And that’s such a WASTE! Pretty much all of the Flint/Miranda’s scenes in the first season are a waste, in a way. Please do not misunderstand me, I think those scenes are really amazing and I also think that the timing of the “great revelation” was perfect, I wouldn’t have liked it so much had it come before, and exactly for these reasons I’m saying that those wonderful scenes are “wasted”. Because a lot of those get lost in the first watch, since one can’t understand the importance of them still and so doesn’t even give them the right amount of attention they would deserve. Of course the mystery was intriguing, and something sounded pretty strange since the beginning, but still…STILL. Almost all of the scenes about the two of them or about Miranda kill me on rewatch, knowing their whole story. But that’s the thing, you have to rewatch it to get the complete beauty of them. And I think that’s a shame, because people who like the show but are not obsessed with it as I am would probably never rewatch it, but maybe, if they had remembered or rewatched at least those scenes, there would be one more chance for them to be as obsessed as I am with it.

Really, how beautiful this hug was? An “It’s over” kind of hug, but with a double meaning. It’s over like we put an end to part of our misery, venting our anger on the responsible for it, but also, it’s over like our old existences are over, and we will never be the same persons we used to be ever again. Which is pretty much what happens with every revenge (I’m not judging though). I just love it so much, I wish I had been able to see all of that since the first time I saw it.