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           WOW,     imma get active on here again soon   i promise

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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO @truthwield !     a special w.ondertrev playlist just for you !     i hope you enjoy the holidays and know that i love you lots and lost and that i am more than thankful that you pulled me into the hell of emotions that this ship is.     we’ve known each other for years now, and we’ve been through a lot together but you’ve always been there for me  —–  you know i could literally go on for hours about you and how great you are but not to make this too sappy, you’re simply the best mari, so have this little something here  ♥     i hope you enjoy it !

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               so,   i’m  still  transitioning  back  to being on tumblr,    so maybe to start  some  things  off,  i’ll have  a    PLOTTING CALL.      just gotta  leave  a  ♡ !!

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I CAN SAVE TODAY  /  YOU CAN SAVE THE WORLD   for @truthwield ! 

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◂ ▪ ▫ INTREPIDIA. |    ‘ o intrepid heart.

‘   diana !  ’  she braces against the cool metropolis air as it sears through her coat, smiling through the tangle of windswept curls she brushes away.    ‘  oh, you too. it’s, uh - i’ve been busy. ‘ she apologises, setting her bag down. ‘  all the rewrites. for the planet, because of what happened, of course.  what do you think i should order? ‘

      ‘  i can only imagine, ’  artifacts were around for  HUNDREDS  of years before they made their way onto her work platte,  they could wait a bit longer in a way diana  suspected  the news  would not.   ‘   no no --  i would expect nothing less from the daily planet’s best. ’   the cinnamon she’d sprinkled over her foam left a faint taste on her lips.    ‘  i could suggest the chai latte i’ve grown fond of,   but i know most people have a preference for their coffees. ’

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Wonder Woman (2017) - Director Patty Jenkins

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◂ ▪ ▫ FELINETHIEVED. |    ‘ o  clawed whip.

         ❝ So let me get this straight — ❞     because as much as she hates the stress that comes along with THE HOLIDAYS, there’s a certain fun to rushed mall sales and the paleness of falling snow along the usual dirty streets of GOTHAM ; someone not experiencing that… it seemed unreal !     ❝ You don’t celebrate anything back on your ISLAND OF WOMEN for the season? ❞ 

           ‘   the amazons did not have beliefs in the popular god,   but rather our own GODS,    or a white bearded man to deliver us gifts. ’    to hear such a silly  tradition  had been humorous at first,  but now simply a regularity.   still,   to close her eyes,   she could remember the first time she felt the sting of cold air,   the flutter of gentle snowflakes against reddened cheeks.    a precious memory.    ‘  themyscira was a paradise island,  forever in a state of bright warmth.   we did not experience  SNOW. ’

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         hesitation.      hands trembled in a way she’d never experienced before ;   not out of anger or nerve,   but an overwhelming rush of  pure sentimentalism.  grief,  anger,  mourning.  what hadn’t threatened to burst forth from her chest ?   for weeks she only had a memory to cling to ----   the brilliant blue of those eyes,   the scent of him,  the feeling of those slightly chapped lips brushing against her own.    a matter of days were  stretched  to  ETERNITY  in her mind.   the light of a man so pure that in it’s absence she could not help but see the darkness reaching from every corner.    

                 ALIVE.    he was  alive.    the words beat like a mantra in her head over and over with a ferocity the moment they had been uttered.  fists clenched so tight   knuckles threatened to pop through the skin,  a fevered heat rising to stain her cheeks as prayers to gods long gone sang from her soul.   but to be here,  just outside the room she knew he kept,   a breath was caught in her throat.    ‘ strength diana. ‘       how easily antiope’s voice came.     a push,  and she was through the door.   eyes focused solely to golden hair and blue --- that blue.     ‘  steve - ‘    what else would come to her mouth ?

◂ ▪ ▫ HESPIES.

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THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS  .

some   may   be   nsfw   and   /   or   be   triggering.   

01    :     TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

​❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

​❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

​❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

​❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

​❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

​❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

​❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

​❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

​❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞ 

02     :      TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

​❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

​❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

​❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

​❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

​❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

​❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

​❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

​❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

​❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

​❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

​❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

​❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03     :      SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

​❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

​❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

​❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

​❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

​❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

​❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

​❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

​❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

​❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

​❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

​❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04     :      SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

​❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

​❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

​❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

​❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

​❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

​❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

​❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

​❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

​❝ i could hear screams … ❞

​❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

​❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

​❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05     :      SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

​❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

​❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

​❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

​❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

​❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

​❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

​❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

​❝ are you smelling me? ❞

​❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

​❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

​❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

​❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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            QUICK NOTE ABOUT MY ACTIVITY FOR THE NEXT TWO WEEKS :   so this semester of uni is about to finish,  which means i have all my finals coming up.   my last day of classes in the december fourteenth,   so until then my activity will be sporadic.    i’m not going on hiatus because i should still have time every so often to come online and write,  but it’s not going to be as often as i like,  as i will need to be studying.    as soon as break starts after that,  i’ll be back to full speed on here !

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◂ ▪ ▫ HESPIES. |    ‘ o  lost heart.

pleats have begun to shape in the rim of your eyes   /   you’ve been grinning so much, sunshine boy.     your cerulean eyes spark up as she speaks, her voice was like listening to a sirens song;   entrancing and alluring, it captured you and you can’t hear anything else.     your gaze falls down as you feel her fingers between your own   —–  your breath was stuck betwixt your lungs.

the ache to call her yours was mighty, but you’re not worthy to be by her side, you tell yourself   /   would she ever feel the same for you  ?       you push your thoughts aside, shake your head somewhat to clear it from all the racing images.     your forehead falls against hers, did you hear ?    you have beautiful eyes, and you can’t do anything but start to smile again.     your free hand cradles her cheek gingerly, your nose gently brushing diana’s as your lips almost touch with hers   /  o’, how nice a kiss from her would be, how you dream of it, how desperately you want it.

         a  warmth  flooded through her,   as sweet and soft as he. it was a  BRAZEN  move to make,  the last time her hand had found its way to his,  it had been quickly wrenched away.   but this time it was a smooth fit,  feeling perfectly content to be hand in hand.   the world of man was a  dirty,  temperamental  one,  torn by the hatred in war as ares watched  gleefully,  but in that moment it felt only still and quiet.   a world of their own.

             to be a warrior did not mean an absence of fear,   but  using the THRUM in below your breast to push forward,  the rush within your veins.   this felt  different,   the hummingbird’s wings beating within diana’s ribcage as the warmth of his forehead rested gently on hers.    when she inhaled,  his breath was hers.   hand gently touched her cheek,  sending electric sparks beneath the soft flesh.  push of strength and suddenly soft yet chapped lips touched hers,  at the mere tilt of her chin.

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my father told me once, he said,   (  if you see something wrong happening in the world, you can either do nothing, or you can do something  )   and i already tried nothing  *

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       quick note that i’m  100%  exclusive with @hespies​.     she’s the steve to my diana.

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               i went down the  wormhole  of jl critiques and the fact that almost all the complaints against the movie were the parts that josshole wh/edon got his grubby little hands on to change  makes me   LIVID 

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Diana + strength.

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◂ ▪ ▫ HESPIES. |    ‘ o  lost heart.

everyone was right, mankind did not deserve someone like her   /   they never would.     you can’t look at her when she smiles, afraid it’ll be the last time you will see her, and yet   —–   you do dare to let your gaze drop ‘pon her one more time, as you feel her hand against your forehead.      “  i certainly ain’t from a mystical island in the middle of nowhere.     so   —–   no, not a wonder, i’d say. “

your lips fall agape somewhat.     how could someone like her, have a touch this benign and warm, you wonder.    and before you think, your hand grabs hers, holding it ever so delicately in yours.     “  you have a beautiful smile, diana.     did anyone ever tell you that  ?  “

         for a second,   the  sensation  of his hand gently encasing her own,   so gentle and warm,  enveloped her mind.   that same hand had securely held her mother’s,  her aunt’s,  but it was  DIFFERENT this time,  sensitive.   cheeks began to  ache  with sweet happiness as her smile grew wider.    ‘  my mother said that when the six gods gifted me,   aphordite  blessed me with  beauty  and  a lovely heart.   but   —-  no.    thank you. ’

                 suddenly,   the picture of the other couple,  free on the streets of london,  flashed behind dark eyes,  hands clasped between them.    TOGETHER,   he’d said.    impulsed,  she threaded fingers gently through his,  a thrill running rampid beneath tanned skin.     ‘   on themyscira,   i saw amazons with blue eyes,    but never like yours.     beautiful. ’