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Meg 'Damsel' Dams. 19. Bloody M. Wonderland. breaking hearts and starting riots.

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Baby, I'm On My Knees | Wonder Boy x Damsel | [download]

001. heart vacancy, the wanted - i hear your heart cry for love, but you won't let me make it right. you were hurt, but i decided that you were worth the fight. 002. they don't know about us, one direction - they don't know about the up all nights, they don't know i've waited all my life. just to find a love that feels this right. 003. figure 8, ellie goulding - breathe your smoke into my lungs. in the back of a car with you i stare into the sun... but lovers hold on to everything. 004. feel so close, calvin harris - your love pours down on me, surround me like a waterfall. i feel so close to you right now, and there's no stopping us right now. 005. shelter, the xx - maybe i had said something that was wrong. can i make it better with the lights turned off? 006. cater 2 u, destiny's child - inspire me from the heart, nothing can tear us apart. you're all i want in a man, i put my life in your hands. 007. try, pink - where there is desire, there is bound to be a flame. where there is a flame, someone's bound to get burned. but just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die. 008. blue jeans, lana del rey - i will love you 'til the end of time, i would wait a million years. promise you'll remember that you're mine. baby can you see through the tears? love you more than those bitches before. 009. wake me up, ed sheeran - and i think you hate the smell of smoke, you always try to get me to stop. and you drink as much as me, and i get drunk a lot... you just need to breathe, to feel my heart against yours now. 010. stay (ft mikky ekko), rihanna - not really sure how i feel about it, something in the way you move. makes me feel like i can't live without you, it takes me all the way. i want you to stay. 011. over my dead body, drake - i know you don't love me, baby. they tried to take you away from me. only over my dead body. 012. only you, ellie goulding - only you can be the aching in my heart... you hold me in the dark when storms arrive.  013. gods & monsters, lana del rey - in the land of gods and monsters, i was an angel, looking to get fucked hard.  014. nature feels, frank ocean - i've been meaning to fuck you in the garden, been breathing so hard we both could use the oxygen. just hop on my back i'll take you down the stairs. into my backyard lay you right on the grass. 015. drive my soul, lights - when you're gone, will i lose control? you're the only road i know, you show me where to go. who will drive my soul? 016. little bit, drake - i think that i'm a little bit, a little bit, a little bit in love with you.

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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It felt so normal for him to be doing this, but with other girls it hadn’t. The way she felt just in his arms. It was as-if the Lost Boys didn’t exist. All that existed was their soft breathes in this moment. He kissed her exposed shoulder. He did it again, small soft pecks. Herc wants to treat her like a queen, no a goddess. Put her up in the clouds with flowers in her hair and gold bracelets on her wrists. He had a fire burning throughout himself. The fire licked at his body and told him to stay in this moment, just love her, not think about anything past this moment. He found himself leaving wet kisses in a trail along her collar. 

He lifted her head to face his straight on. He expected himself to just throw himself onto her lips, just to try  and give her the spark he had inside. He didn’t though. “You didn’t invite me over just to play with my hair, did you?” 

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Meg reluctantly lifted her eyes to meet his, not knowing what to do or say. The intimacy of his motions and the care in his voice was foreign to her and she didn't know how to react. The idea of someone actually feeling the need to hold her in such a way and to kiss her so tenderly, it was almost surreal. And it went against everything she knew and had been told. Her uncle had made sure that she knew that all men would want her for only one thing and none could love her or even caress her in such a gentle manner. And Meg had learned to believe and accept that, she had no other choice. But then there was Herc, he swooped in and seemed to be slowly proving Hades wrong. Yet, even so, she wanted to keep him at a distance. No good ever came from letting someone in, she knew that now and there was nothing and no one that could change her mind.

Leaning away from him, Meg forced out a tight lipped smile and tried and failed to leave his embrace. "Yes... Yes, I did. You um... You needed a brush and I just offered to um..." She lowered her gaze and shook her head, her hair falling into her face. "Maybe you should...go."

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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If it weren’t for her lips holding him to reality, he would have sworn he was dreaming. The way she pressed hold of him, he wished to stay in this moment forever. Herc ran his hands up her waist, giving gentle squeezes, to keep the fresh reminder that this is real. Meg the girl he was so drawn to, is kissing him. 

He felt that small fire build. It grew from his chest to his arms to his fingertips, his waist, his legs, the very tips of his toes. He leaned forward in the kiss, gave a small nip to her lip and kissed it softly. Herc had never been nor felt this way for a girl. Meg was that girl, and it did anything but frighten him. 

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Meg smiled behind the kiss. A smile that made her feel like a sappy idiot, but for once, she didn't care. How could she? She was here and being held by the only boy who seemed to give a damn about who she actually was. Even if he had a tendency to be a bit of an ass at times. 

Her arms around his neck loosened and she couldn't resist the cliche urge to nudge her nose against his. Her legs around his waist tightened and she rested her chin on his shoulder. He was like a protective pillar, even with his ridiculous antics and his girlishly long hair, there was something about him. Something that allowed her to be at ease in his arms, something that she couldn't be around any other man. And all at the same time, he felt familiar to her. Like something she had before, but that was almost impossible to imagine. So instead, she stayed there in his arms, her fingers idly curling in his hair.

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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“Gosh I just hate to tell poor ol’ Naveen no,” Herc had a small blush touch his cheeks as her face became so close to his. He moved his arms so they were fully circling her. He didn’t want her to slip out of his grasp when he finally got to be so close to her. “I guess I can be good, until I get hungry.” 

His finally breath left almost a bite to his word. He was hungry, but it wasn’t for beignets. Herc wanted to kiss her, but did he have enough courage to take a leap he hadn’t since elementary school. He felt his heart grow with each breathe. He closed the small gap separating their lips, but only for a moment. He pulled back in complete disbelief that he actually did make a move. 

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Meg felt herself beginning to anticipate the feel of his lips on hers. But, as soon as the moment came, it passed and she was left with nothing but a feeling of inadequacy. Almost as if she was left wondering if that was it or if there was something more.

Not bothering to wait and find out or waiting to see if he'd make a move again, Meg decided to do so this time. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she curled her fingers in his hair. "That was quicker than I imagined," she commented quietly for pressing her lips to his once more. Reveling in the taste of cigarettes and crown royale that lingered on his tongue.

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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Herc felt his world got a little brighter with her now closer than ever. Her small laughs, the way her legs fit like a puzzle piece he didn’t know he was missing, all were an extra beam into his life. He took the new position as a chance to put his arm around her waist. He couldn’t believe someone could be so strong and so delicate at the same time. 

“Works for me? Try telling that to your girl at the bakery, could never get a job there!”

He smiled big, proud of his joke, and rubbed her lower back.

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Meg laughed and shook her head, her bouncing over her shoulders. "Tiana has a thing for class and keeping the image of her mother's bakery intact. And if you didn't steal her beignets with Naveen, I'm sure she'd adore you."

The look of pride on his face infectious and juvenile and she couldn't help but smile right along with him. And it was genuine and bright and real. A smile that, unless you were a Bloody M, you didn't get to witness. But even then, this smile was specially reserved for him.

His touch was comforting and protective all at the same time. Almost as though he was holding her close and trying not to let her go. And even despite herself, she felt herself leaning close to him, resting her forehead against his.

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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She had such a lazy way of moving her hands. He was so comfortable he almost didn’t recognize her question. He didn’t think he was so different. In fact he thought he was pretty normal in comparison to some of the other kids in the town. 

“My hair. No one has such laughably long hair as me. This hair is actually my secret talent. Took me a bit to grow it.”

He turned to smile at her and brought his hand to her calf. He moved his hand slowly up and down it, relishing the soft, smooth and feminine feel he was so unused to. 

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The feel of his hands on her skin was one she wasn't used to. She wasn't used to someone being so gentle with her. It was something that, even though she would have denied it, she had always wanted. And while she always thought that it was just a stupid fantasy and to not dwell on such things, here was a boy that she swore up and down that she abhorred, and he was giving her the touch she had always craved.

Her heart fluttered when he flashed her that smile. Her heart actually fluttered and she resisted the urge to scoff at herself. She felt herself beginning to blush and she was thankful that he looked away briefly. Moving one leg from over his shoulder, she moved her body around his so that she was positioned on his lap, her fingers still playing in his hair.

"I don't know, it's not that laughable. It works for you."

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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He came to just be near here, but now he is getting so much more than he imagined. Herc was in her room. It smelled like her. Almost a spicy flower. He took steps forward, scanned the room. He saw the lipstick from earlier, it really is her color. He felt his forearm again, rubbing where she wrote earlier. The space between them was nearly closed. He felt a dumb smile on his face. She wanted him to sit down. He could do that, but could he do it without feeling her gorgeous long athletic legs?

He’ll manage. Just a cross to bear, having to place himself so close to them. Maybe he will sneak a feel. She immediately dove into his hair. He wondered if this was something on her mind. He started to hum a bit. 

“Meg are you a professional hairdresser? I could see myself having you do this for me again. Maybe I should get some highlights. Or a perm, big hair is going to make a comeback.” He chuckled, and hoped she got his humor. 

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At his obvious and horrible joke, Meg found herself laughing. A sound that was foreign to her without the company of one of her Bloody M's. Her fingers worked through his hair and she shoved his head to the side lightly. "You're an idiot." She said as her legs wrapped around his shoulders and she placed her feet on his chest. His humming had become melodic and soothing and she smiled to herself, hoping that he wouldn't catch her reflection in the mirror.

It didn't take long for her to braid his hair, in all actuality, it was rather easy and simple. And once she had finished, she knew that she could have just moved and told him she was done, but she didn't. Instead, she rested her chin on his head and her fingers traveled down to brush against the side of her face. If anyone asked what the hell had gotten into her, she wouldn't have really had an answer. She liked being around him. He made her feel calm and something about his presence made her want to talk to him for hours on end and forget everything else.

Closing her eyes, she slowly began to rock him. "So what is it about you that makes you so different? You're not like the rest of them."

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The Authenticity of Naps. { Meg & Trixie }

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Scrunching her nose together as droplets from Meg’s boot splayed against her cheek, she pulled herself through the hole she had made (effectively knocking down another pile of books) and fell in a pile on the other side at Meg’s feet. “Perhaps it’s the horror poetry section,” Trix suggested, squinting at the books on the bottom shelf. Combing her hair with her fingers, she took the pin out of her hair and set it down. “Should we get the girls one of these?” Shoving the pin into her pocket, she took a book out of its place, running her fingers along the back and over the spine. The picture on the front certainly looked frightening, and it was thick. Trixie deduced this was a fine book to take back and tucked it under her arm.

Noticing Meg had made her way to the librarian’s counter, she skipped over, pushing past another occupant of the community centre. Hopping over the counter behind which the librarian sat, she seated herself on the poor woman’s lap, presenting the book which she had picked. “Do you think this would be a good read?” she asked, flipping through it. The woman was visibly irritated but seemed to know responding would only make the situation worse. Gritting her teeth, the librarian simply nodded and tried to shuffle Trixie off her lap. 

“Oh no, don’t do that!” Trix exclaimed, repositioning herself and slinging an arm around the woman’s neck. Trixie laughed, turning to Meg and seeing the glasses dangling on the edge of her nose. “You could use those when we play dress up! I think you fit them well.” Tilting her head to the side, she retrieved her flower pin from her pocket and put it in the librarian’s hair. “Here, let’s trade.” 

“What do you think, Meg?”  

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Meg laughed and nodded in approval towards Trixie. "I think it looks divine and if she plays nicely, she'll get her glasses back. But only if she plays nicely." Hopping off the counter, she spun in a circle and stopped short, looking at Trixie with a smile. "I think I'm hungry. What about you, darling? I think our dear librarian can brave the rain and go get us some sweets from Tiana's bakery." As she set her elbows on the counter and fixed the librarian with a steely glare, Meg continued to smile innocently, never taking her eyes off the woman. "It would be in your best interest to go do this for us. A hungry Bloody M is quite a dreadful thing, love." Blowing a kiss in the librarian's direction, she headed off in the direction of the children's books, trusting Trixie to intimidate the librarian a bit more so that she'd leave.

As per usual, the children's book section was littered with stuffed animals and the best books of all kinds. While the library wasn't her choice place to spend her time, something about being around children's books always made her a bit nostalgic for a childhood that she never had. Which was something she never quite understood, but she also didn't question it. Picking up one of the books, one that was a bit worn down from her constant visits to read it. She ran her fingers over the title that read Happy Birthday To You! While most of the girls didn't understand why she liked the book so much, she was more than grateful that Trixie and Esme were two of the few that never questioned her about it.

Clutching the book to her chest, Meg skipped back over to the front of the library to see the librarian opening an umbrella and making her way out the door. "Ooh, bring back some of her beignets too!"

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

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She invited him over. No not a she, Meg. Meg invited him over. He never had been invited to a girls home. Actually he had, but that was with Pegs, or one of the other boys, not just him. He was  walking to her home. Well, her stupid uncle’s home. He thought about taking a drive there, but the very stupid uncle was the reason he didn’t. He was in no mood to get seen and have his ride mysteriously disappear. Besides, he needs the fresh air.

Herc was bouncing on his feet, he felt a small swell in his heart. She had written her address across his forearm with her lipstick. He ran his fingers over it and increased his pace. He worried she might be playing a joke on him. Like some rude prank. But she wouldn’t have smiled at him like that if it was. No one could be that great of an actress. She looked too heavenly when she said it. 

He was so close to her home, he nearly ran to it. His thinking was like a movie character. Herc did something no normal boy does, but what a hopeless romantic does. He went for the window and scaled the wall carefully. He heard her before he saw her. She was screaming down at him, she looked so adorable. 

“The front door isn’t as heroic as this. Just imagine I’m saving you from something. Like boredom!”

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"For the record, I don't need to be saved from anything. Especially not by you."

Stepping back to let him finish his "heroic" climb up the side of her house and into her room, Meg shook her head. Mostly out of disbelief for the fact that he'd think she'd even find that appealing. Which of course she did, but there was no way in hell that she was going to ever admit that to him. Leaning so that her chest was pressed to his, she reached over his shoulders to close the window. The feeling of his heartbeat was amusing to her, the pace going faster than anything that would have deemed healthy. "Slow down there, wonder boy. You might hurt yourself." She offered him a smile before pulling away and turning on her heel, walking towards her bed.

Grabbing a brush off her dresser, she went to sit on the edge of her bed and patted the spot between her legs, indicating for him to sit down. Studying him for a moment, her eyes flickered to the lipstick mark on his arm. She was sure that he would have memorized it and washed it off by now, but it was cute to still see it there. And she was in no way about to complain about it. Because in all honesty, she liked how romantic he always tried to be and she was sure that this was no different. "You are going to sit down aren't you," she asked, raising one eyebrow, but her smile never leaving her lips.

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Only You | Damsel & Herc

Meg wasn't exactly the type to invite boys over the home that she shared with her uncle. Partly because she had yet to find one that had captured her attention enough to warrant that special opportunity, but mostly because her uncle wasn't exactly welcoming of company. He had this idea in his head that Meg should stay in the house and cater to his every need, but she wasn't much of one for doing what she was told or his bidding. But on a night like this when he was out of town, she was thankful for the time without his haunting presence looming over her. And while she had planned on spending her night alone doing something soothing (like taking a bubble bath or washing her hair), she had decided to invite Herc over. And to her surprise, she didn't regret the decision in the least.

Bouncing on her toes out of nervousness and, dare she admit it, excitement, Meg checked her appearance more than once in the mirror. Which wasn't normal for her, she usually had to look at herself once and usually found that she was more than satisfied with what she saw, but for some reason she couldn't help wanting to make sure she looked her best. And while she knew the reason, she wouldn't dare say it out loud.

At the sound of something rustling outside her window, Meg opened it and poked her head out and almost screamed when a face surface. "What the hell are you doing out here? There's a front door for a reason!" She practically yelled.

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Sounds like a genius idea. I’m up for it if you are?

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Yeah... Yeah, I am. Just come on over whenever you're ready.

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All I need are my fingers and a rubber band for those especially grueling days. 

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My uncle's out and I have a brush at my place, you know, if you want...

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I don’t even own a brush

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...Oh god.