#heroinebtch

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@heroinebtch : Danny Lawrence or Disney prince scientists can’t tell the difference

find her outside your window with a boombox or at the bottom of your tower beckoning you riding off into the sunset,  or slaying a dragon. maybe winning a good joust in your honor. ya  know.  just an average day as a ginger prince. 

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@heroinebtch // cont. ( x )

▌  ➸    ●  ♘ oh no --- no no no. not like this, not here. not  now, was doing so well, thirteen days  & then  counting without losing it,  without INCIDENT.  step back, quick feet,  hide those pretty teeth.  the rarer is is, the more it’ll hook you.  like the  hint of aged wine --of elegance & tenderness.  & darker, deeper, richer -- NO, no,   STOP IT.  throat clearing. danny, you’re danny.  & she’s HURT. --- pause & approach,  caution in step.  bend, shushing -hard swallow, harder speech.              “ well       screw your plan  ----               or lack there of.                                          we need to go.       brace yourself. “ an arm under knees,  snaking ‘round small of  back & lifting - easily & without asking. far too  easily honestly, even for an athlete. & cradling, clutch. not eating, not dropping, damned either. 

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@heroinebtch : *Camera pans to Danny in the hero stance ™ as holding out for a hero plays softly in the background*

 #    what    a    DREAMBOAT    !!!!

[sempermemoriia-blog]

“What did you do to them?!”

     “ Why ask questions you don’t want       to know the answer to? “

Lena had been warned not to open the cellar door under ANY circumstances --- no matter what she might hear or smell. As a Luthor, the woman liked to think herself impenetrable. Invulnerable. 

But there were some things you couldn’t unsee.

The light from the corridor cast an eerie glow across the inside of the subterranean room --- swallowing long shadows and revealing James HUNCHED over a bloody and unconscious form. His arms hung to the side, body strung up like a SCARECROW.

Once handsome face was unrecognizable, thick hair missing in tufts and seared to the scalp in patches --- chemical burns leaving deep mementos around his cheeks and lips.

Words came out a blubbering rush, saliva and sanguine spilling in thick ropes from a fat, BLACK tongue. 

     “ Meanwhile, I’ve been asking a few       of my own.

      --- I found out who sent him. “

@heroinebtch 

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heroinebtch replied to your post: “—If the next words out your mouth are that I get...

CASH ME OUTSIDE JAMES!

I was about to talk mad shit but i saw that gifset again and now i just like damn girl wussup?

whispers i’ll still drag you tho