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"Just to let you all know, that explosion you just heard was nothing dangerous. Not fireworks, but not dangerous either." "... I'm going to need some new glasses..."
”Darien, get that goddamn thing outta my fuckin’ face. Geez, so much for bein’ a ‘gentleman’.”
Darien didn't budge an inch from his spot perched in front of Bianca, cradling what could only be described as a pile of slime with a face only its mother could love in his palms.
"But look at it! It's... It's... It's a non-newtonian life form, Bianca! And I made it!" He pouted at her, giving her a look that on a younger version of him could be considered 'puppy dog eyes' while the mass of jelly squiggled and made a sound comparable to a kitten drowning.
"Can we keep him? Pleaaase?"
If I get married to you I will give birth to your chickens
"But will they be SUPER chickens? Really, if I'm going to impregnate you with grey-faced avian spawn, I want them to at least have some redeeming qualities. Like regenerative efficiency. Or immunity to electricity. ... Especially that one. I want to be able to hug my mutant chicken babies."
"Damned panty lines. Seriously, I'm never going to get the blood out of this to begin with, so you know what? Why bother. I don't care."

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( thelavenderwarrior ) "I'm going to protect you."
"Bianca, I swear to god, I’m fine." Darien huffed exasperatedly, unraveling a sticky, wet bandage from his knee and removing the red-stained gauze underneath to reveal a nasty cut underneath, jagged and spattered with blood and bruising.
"It was a one time thing, all right? I couldn’t let those thugs get away with what they were about to do to her." He winced as he pulled the last of the gauze away, having to tug it out of the wound. "They…Look, I’m the one doing the protecting here, all right? Besides, they won’t come around here. They wouldn’t dare. I think one of them shit his pants when he saw me take his buddy out…. Hehe. You’d think they’d never seen a lightning strike before."
Despite the throbbing pain in his leg and the sting of antibacterial fluid in the numerous glass cuts on his arms and face, Darien couldn’t help but smile, making the tiniest of laugh lines around his mouth visible.
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Megamind - 'Bad Guy' vs ‘Nice Guy’
Seriously, if you haven’t see this movie, you really, really should. There are so many great things about Megamind: anti-bullying, great female character, funny jokes, touching scenes, very detailed animation, super awesome music… The gif set above is probably my favourite thing, however: Nice Guy is the bad guy.
Your character finds mine collapsed over in so much pain they can't even speak or move. What does your character do?

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calming starter sentences
"Its okay, I'm here."
"I'm not going to leave you."
"Everything is okay."
"I'm going to protect you."
"I believe in you."
"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."
"You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now."
"You're not going to lose me."
"I love you."
"I'll stay right here, okay?"
"Just breathe."
"I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay."
"You're everything to me."
"I don't care what they think, to me, you are perfect."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"You don't have to be alone."
signal flow
inspired by K. Schmidt’s Faber Finds bookcovers
Your muse catches sight of a tattoo they didn't know mine had--what's their reaction?
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"Hhmh!" Darien froze when Bianca’s (perfect, wonderful, addictive-beyond-human comprehension) lips met his, every muscle in his body tensing up. For a few moments, he couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. All he could do was simply sit there and attempt to process in that suddenly-short-circuited brain of his how on Earth he could be so lucky.
And then, after what seemed like ages, he closed his eyes as well and slowly, so carefully, leaned to the side so as to allow the both of them to lie on the bed. His hands released her wrists and traveled to her waist to scoop her up into a hug resting mostly on his arms. He broke the kiss for just long enough to remove his glasses and set them on the nightstand.
"Bianca," he breathed. "Bianca, I.. " he trailed off, looking for the right words to say.
"Shhhh..~" With him shifting their positions and at last letting go of her wrists, Bianca’s own hands lifted up to cup his face tenderly and to gaze at him with a rare loving look through half-lidded eyes. "It’s fine. You don’t havta say anything…"
[ Because he already said it . ]
[ Through the little things…
through his actions . ]
She was so lucky to have him. Someone who was genuinely sweet and respectful and…just all-around amazing.
"Just keep holdin’ me, okay…" { And never let me go again. }
Then one of her hands slipped to the back of his neck, running up so that her fingers could thread through his short dark locks, while the other dropped to lay on his chest. And the next kiss she pressed to his lips was just a little more passionate, more deepened by the small tilt of her head.
"Okay." Darien nodded shallowly before accepting Bianca's kiss with gentle fervor, tiny electric tremors flowing down his spine and out to his fingertips (or were those just butterflies in his stomach?) which he hoped his partner couldn't feel. He braced his forearms more tightly to her back and pulled her ever-closer, close enough that he could almost hear her pulse mingling with his own pounding in his ears.
Time itself seemed to slow down. He could feel everything at once-- the smoothness of her bedsheets against his pant legs, the heat radiating off of her skin, the wonderful, tingling feeling of that kiss-- and, now that his mind had something to latch onto besides the sheer fact that he, Darien Weber, was so desperately in love, he slowly came out of his paralysis.
And so, with a small smile that quirked up more on one side than the other, he released Bianca from that kiss and leaned slightly to the right so that he could peck at more of her. Namely, her cheek, her jaw, and then that beautifully, slightly-tanned neck of hers. He may have grazed his teeth against her flesh once or twice.

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"I didn’t think you guys would actually keep it up. All right, then."
With a sigh, Darien removed his glasses and peeled off his socks, seeing as how those items were small enough to count as one, and then brought his hands up to his shirt to remove it.A steaming blush rose on his face. Why did his mun have to get him into this? Was this really a good idea? The nervous smile he wore in the first round (oh, how naively confident he was!) faded into a focused line with each button he popped out of its place, working his way down his torso. Each inch of skin brought with it more scars, discolored reminders that thrummed with beneath-the-skin static, and dark hair that he supposed was manly in its own right but equally embarrassing to show off.
This is so indecent…
After untucking his shirt from his pants in one swift motion, throwing his arms out of the sleeves and tugging on the edges once his fingers reached them, he let it drop to the floor and jammed his hands into the pockets of his pants. Damnit, he only had two articles left.