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[batheir]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse ��finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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"six flags is NOT in texas, since when?!" voice cracks, straightening up and grabbing her knees. "or is it?" eyes trailing off in confusion, hand coming up to her mouth. "oh my gosh, maybe it is? i'm a FAKE six flags fan." feeling terrible for some reason for not knowing, as if six flags itself might get offended and hate her forever. hm. is it? drunken mind wonders, tapping her chin like she's doubtful. in reality, she kind of is because he DID compliment those other women. "hardsth to believe when there's other women in your life you said you DO find beautiful. and made them feel like they're better than me." with all that mean stuff he was shouting earlier, as a drunk person, the alcohol is certainly not letting her forget even if she wished it would. but god, she IS drunk... isn't she? the first time she's felt self aware and it makes her squeamish, nervous. guilt filled.

"imagine if that was really true," that she was like art and the additional things he said, "i'd be soo so happy." propping her elbow on her knee, at least she can dream with a dazed smile as the raven haired girl looks down the street. "how will we PARTY if you lost the key?" a frown, rubbing her arms, "it's cold, soo cold. i don't think this is a good place for partying sir." she babbles on, turning to catch him staring at her. finding it confusing because why is he doing that? even if she thinks it could be fake, it still causes her to giggle and look away. going to her phone to distract herself, ending up putting on music on tiktok, sports car by tate starts to play and she stumbles back up, shivering but ignoring that as she holds her phone up in her hand while she puts it on RECORD. twirling around and tossing her head around to the song.

“course,  it’s true,”   alex insists,  his voice slurring and mind foggy but this is something that he will always stand by,  regardless of how many drinks he’s had —   helena wayne is the most beautiful woman in the universe.   maybe he shouldn’t be tossing such compliments around only hours after ending his relationship with sarah,  but he can’t guard his tongue for the life of him.   “ion compull-ment no one else,  not how i compull-ment you.”   he sits beside her on the doormat,  the hallway spinning so fast that he’s beginning to wonder…   is this some weird amusement park?   “we at six flags?   in texas?”   he absently questions,  only looking back at helena once her hand finds his face and begins to pat it.   he smiles.   that sweet,  boyish smile.   his eyes unfocused,  struggling to hold her dark gaze but sincere.   “hm?”   her logic makes no sense to him.   so his compliments mean nothing just because other women have heard them,  too?   it just means he has to get creative and say something he’s never said before to any woman.   “you —   you don’t get it.   you’re so beautiful that people stop in their tracks just to admire you as you walk down the street.   you’re a work of art,  helena,  and yet somehow that’s the least interesting thing about you.”   laughing when she begins to yell,  that’s what he’s talking about.   her personality is larger than life.   and she’s just so brilliant.   “think i lost the stupid key.”   not really.   it’s in the right pocket of his jacket.   he’s just forgotten about it,  hypnotized by her.

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*  🦇 ───   open with 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞. * mutuals & non mutuals. open to any verse.

"no. not every playlist should have at least three deftones songs on it, but it should."

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one tree hill season 3 episode 13

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❝ no need to be so FORMAL, scum. you can call me THE HUNTRESS– after all, you ARE my prey. . . & I ALWAYS GET WHAT I HUNT. ❞

indie writing blog for HELENA WAYNE from dc, made from my own headcanons & crossover, oc friendly. dc, fandomless and other verses available.

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rachel zegler via instagram

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while intoxicated, she ALMOST lets him get by with it. the most beautiful? big brown hues glow with molten lava warmth with love. "is that truee?" resting her chin in her hand as elbow props on the cement, leaning in closer to his lips now that they're face to face like this but then thinking comes into the picture and the brief love high she was on quickly begins to fade, "nevermind. so what? you compull-mented their eyes and smile," dark brows pull into an offended crease, "that jus' means you don't think that about mine. about the way MY smile looks. about the way my eyes look." huffing, small hand palms his face and helena wobbly sits back up straight. "well 'mmm cold and sleepy, too." sweet doe eyes roll with annoyance, "just kidding..." a smile starts, "about the sleepy part. i want to PARTY!" yelling loud enough so her voice travels down the street, sounding crazy and drunk. "party party party!" being loud in hopes to get some attention.

“we are!   we goin’ there,  kitty cat.   not my fault it’s sooo far away,”   alex explains with yet another laugh,  having reached the point of intoxication where even the sound of his own voice humors him.   feeling a sudden rush of energy,  he grabs the hand that’s been poking his bicep and waving in every direction,  and drags helena out into the empty street,  dancing all the way down to the brick townhouse that he calls his home.   or at least up until she starts running and he fails to keep up,  bumping into a trashcan,  falling over and picking himself up all within less than fifteen seconds.   he can barely walk,  let alone tango,  but a performance like this surely sounds amazing in the heat of the moment.   by the time he reaches the stairs,  he’s unable to tell who’s laughing so loud —   is it helena?   is the sound coming from his own throat?   who knows?   who cares?   “kit-kat sized!   kitty cat sized.”   laughing as she insists she’s a mustang,  he attempts to pick her up from the doormat but ends up slipping,  his head bumping into her chest.

“how —”   pausing briefly as a hiccup tears its way out his mouth as he rolls over to sit beside her,  left hand reaching up,  trying to hold onto something,  right digging into the pocket of his puffer jacket,  looking for the key.   “how can you accuse me of lyin’?   when ’m not!   scout’s honor!”   not that he’s ever been a boy scout,  but the statement stands.   the lightbulb isn’t working properly or they haven’t located the switch yet because the only source of light is a combination of warm glow coming from the street lamps and the pale moonlight.   it illuminates helena’s features in a way that has alex’s tongue twisting even more,  making him feel all woozy as his gaze lingers on her face.   “i complee —”   now that’s a surprisingly tough word to pronounce while drunk,  he thinks.   “muhnted.   compleemuhnted.”   complimented.  “sarah’s eyes and poppy’smile,  but ion lie.   you the most beautiful!   ‘elena wayne!   you the most gaw-juss!”   gorgeous.   he forgets he’s supposed to be searching for the key and just continues to stare at her,  their faces inches apart.   the world is still spinning,  and she’s still so beautiful and his side hurts and his knees do,  too…   and he wants to kiss her so badly.   “m cold an’ sleepy.”

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"and it never gets old." face breaks out into an amused grin, a laugh following along at the word bejeezus. "magic feet, i guess." helena plays, humor still in her voice. moving stealthy like a cat had been taught, but moving like the shadows had just been inherited from a certain bat. "you're telling me you sound like you're dragging a load of bricks behind when you walk, hm?"

skye jumps , cursing under her breath too distracted to hear the arrival of her friend . " i was clearly deep in thought when you scared the bejeezus out of me . " deep in thought was a kind way of saying too into her head , she thinks to herself . " how do you do that ? "

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huuuuge fan of little phrases you can add to the end of your sentences just for fun. "if you even care" and "btw" and "I fear" have done sooo much for my vocabulary. if you even care

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whenever a mutual doesn’t interact with me for a long time i get so scared they don’t wanna play dolls with me anymore

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐢'𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

❝ you don’t have to say anything just let me stay with you. ❞

❝ i’m here, and i’m not going anywhere. ❞

❝ you’re not alone. not while i’m around. ❞

❝ want me to hold your hand for a while? ❞

❝ i noticed you’ve been quiet lately. do you want to talk or just sit together? ❞

❝ you don’t have to pretend around me. i see you. ❞

❝ even when it feels like no one cares i do. always. ❞

❝ i brought your favorite snacks and something soft to wear. ❞

❝ let’s watch something silly and forget the world for a while. ❞

❝ you don’t have to be strong for me. i’ve got you. ❞

❝ can i just hold you for a little while? ❞

❝ i don’t know the right words, but i’m not leaving. ❞

❝ take all the time you need i’ll still be right here. ❞

❝ you don’t have to carry this alone anymore. ❞

❝ your feelings are valid. every single one of them. ❞

❝ just rest. i’ll stay until you fall asleep. ❞

❝ even in silence, you matter to me. ❞

❝ let’s take it slow, okay? i’m with you. ❞

❝ you are so deeply loved even when you can’t feel it. ❞

❝ i see how hard you’re trying, and i’m so proud of you. ❞

❝ lean on me tonight. i’ll carry the heavy stuff for a while. ❞

❝ want to lay your head in my lap and breathe for a bit? ❞

❝ you don’t have to explain. i just want to make you feel safe. ❞

❝ no matter what your mind tells you you’re not a burden. ❞

❝ i can’t fix everything, but i can be here. and i am. ❞

❝ i’ll sit in the dark with you until you’re ready for the light again. ❞

❝ i don’t need you to be okay right now. i just need you to let me stay. ❞

❝ i’ll be the one who stays, even when it gets heavy. ❞

❝ i know it’s hard to ask for help. so don’t. i’m offering. ❞

❝ there’s nothing wrong with needing someone. i need you, too. ❞

❝ you don’t have to fix yourself to be worthy of love. ❞

❝ if it hurts, you can tell me. if you can’t speak, i’ll still stay. ❞

❝ you’ve made it through every hard day so far. and i’ll help you through this one. ❞

❝ i’m not scared of your sadness. you don’t scare me. ❞

❝ let me hold you until the world feels less loud. ❞

❝ we don’t need to talk. let me just be here with you. ❞

❝ your existence makes the world better, even when you feel like it doesn’t. ❞

❝ i love you. not in spite of your sadness, but including it. ❞

❝ i know you feel like no one sees you. but i do. i always do. ❞

❝ you mean more to me than you’ll ever know. ❞

❝ i’m not expecting a smile. i’m just staying close. ❞

❝ i know you’re hurting. i’ll keep showing up anyway. ❞

❝ you don’t have to feel okay for me to love you. ❞

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*  🦇 ───   open with 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞. * mutuals & non mutuals. open to any verse.

purple jacket cladded girl shuffles right up from behind without any sound at all... her quiet movements her specialty. "are you always this quiet or cat just got your tongue for a specific reasoning today?"

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just saw t.hunderbolts and it was hilarious (litchurally laughed til i cried), emotional and had such a good moral point to the story. (cried heart felt tears that time)<3 BEST movie i have seen in a long while. now i rly want to branch out with my m.arvel verse AGAIN kjndsk.

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RACHEL ZEGLER at the ‘Snow White’ press event held at Alcázar de Segovia in Segovia, Spain (12th March 2025)

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MARCH 14TH ;   my favorite holiday!   happy birthday to my best friend,  soulmate,  the most talented author in the universe and real life angel —   @batheir !   words can’t possibly describe how happy i am to have met you and how much you mean to me.   i can’t imagine my life without you,  our jokes and movie nights,  book club and baking / cooking classes,  endless days spent plotting and inspiring each other.   i love you to the moon and back!!!   and hope your day is as wonderful and special as you are.   happy birthday,  icon   💜