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fortheloveoftheprincess · 7 months ago
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Devil's Whispers
(Verse 1)
In the darkness of my mind, his words would always linger,
Like a devil whispering tales of doubt and fear.
I struggled to break free from the chains he'd put in place,
His toxic love left scars that time could never erase.
(Pre-Chorus)
But then you came along, an angel heaven-sent,
Your love was like a light that pierced through my torment.
All the love songs suddenly made sense to me,
With you, I found the love I thought I'd never see.
(Chorus)
You're my redemption, my saving grace,
In your love, I found a better place.
You took the broken pieces and made me whole,
With you, I've found healing for my wounded soul.
(Verse 2)
His lies and deceit no longer have a hold on me,
Your love has set me free, I finally feel I can be.
You're the whisper of truth in a world of deceit,
With you, my heart and mind find solace and peace.
(Pre-Chorus)
You're the angel in the storm, the light in the dark,
In your love, I've found a brand new start.
All the pain and hurt from the past fade away,
With you by my side, I know I'll be okay.
(Chorus)
You're my redemption, my saving grace,
In your love, I found a better place.
You took the broken pieces and made me whole,
With you, I've found healing for my wounded soul.
(Bridge)
You showed me what true love is meant to be,
A love so pure, so honest, so free.
I'm grateful every day that you came my way,
With your love, I've found the strength to stay.
(Chorus)
You're my redemption, my saving grace,
In your love, I found a better place.
You took the broken pieces and made me whole,
With you, I've found healing for my wounded soul.
(Outro)
So thank you, my angel, for showing me the way,
In your love, I've found a brighter day.
No more devil's whispers, no more hateful lies,
With you, I've found a love that never dies.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 7 months ago
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Difference Is
(Verse 1)
In his arms, I found a love so true,
He cares for my body, mind, and soul too.
His kind of love, a treasure to explore,
What I've always sought, what I've been searching for.
(Pre-Chorus)
With you, I never felt complete,
Always competing, but you couldn't meet.
You gazed my way but never truly saw,
Lost in selfies, "just me," your own little flaw.
(Chorus)
Oh, the difference is crystal clear,
Between a love that's toxic and one sincere.
You shattered what we had, now all that remains,
Are memories broken, hollow, with stains.
(Verse 2)
Once we were friends, now worlds apart,
You tore it all down, broke my heart.
We can never go back, never be the same,
Left with shattered pieces, bearing the blame.
(Pre-Chorus)
And he, he makes me want to dance in the rain,
A feeling so pure, washing away the pain.
At first, I wondered, am I going insane?
The difference is happiness, since he came.
(Chorus)
Oh, the difference is crystal clear,
Between a love that's toxic and one sincere.
You shattered what we had, now all that remains,
Are memories broken, hollow, with stains.
(Bridge)
I was once a scared little girl, lost at sea,
But now, with him, I'm becoming who I'm meant to be.
A woman, strong, finding her place,
In this world, with him, in his embrace.
(Chorus)
Oh, the difference is crystal clear,
Between a love that's toxic and one sincere.
You shattered what we had, now all that remains,
Are memories broken, hollow, with stains.
(Outro)
Am I guilty as sin, for finding this new me?
Maybe, but I'm the best I've ever been, you see.
With him, I soar, I thrive, I'm free,
The difference is love, and now I'm finally me.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 7 months ago
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(Verse 1)
All I can think about
Is tracing your lips with my fingertips
While your hands are on my hips
Selling my soul to you with that kiss
(Chorus)
Making me believe in forever
Our love will never sever
In your arms, I find my treasure
Lost in this moment, nothing can measure
(Verse 2)
Your touch, it sets me on fire
Fulfilling every desire
In your eyes, I see the truth
Our love everlasting, our eternal youth
(Chorus)
Making me believe in forever
Our love will never sever
In your arms, I find my treasure
Lost in this moment, nothing can measure
(Bridge)
With you, I feel complete
Every moment with you is sweet
Our love story, it's meant to be
Together, forever, just you and me
(Chorus)
Making me believe in forever
Our love will never sever
In your arms, I find my treasure
Lost in this moment, nothing can measure
(Outro)
Tracing your lips with my lips
In this love, my heart eclipse
Forever with you, my bliss
In your arms, my eternal kiss
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 7 months ago
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(Verse 1)
I feel like I must have lost my mind,
Hearing every verse, your love intertwined.
All I can think of is your blue eyes,
And that leave me breathless smile, my heart defies.
(Chorus)
Lost in the rhythm of your love so true,
Caught in the spell of everything you do.
Your blue eyes, they captivate me for a while,
That leave me breathless smile, my heart's beguiled.
(Verse 2)
Every word you speak, a sweet melody,
In your presence, I feel so free.
Thoughts of you, they never seem to cease,
Your blue eyes, my heart finds peace.
(Chorus)
Lost in the rhythm of your love so true,
Caught in the spell of everything you do.
Your blue eyes, they captivate me for a while,
That leave me breathless smile, my heart's beguiled.
(Bridge)
In a world of chaos, you're my serenade,
Your love's the music in which I wade.
Lost in the symphony of your gaze,
In your arms, my heart finds its blaze.
(Chorus)
Lost in the rhythm of your love so true,
Caught in the spell of everything you do.
Your blue eyes, they captivate me for a while,
That leave me breathless smile, my heart's beguiled.
(Outro)
Lost in the magic of your embrace,
In your eyes, I find my place.
With your smile, you light up my sky,
In your love, I'll never say goodbye.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 1 year ago
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Like something straight from hell,
A tale of sorrow, a mother's spell,
A daughter fair, with heart of gold,
By envy's grip, her light controlled.
The mother, cold, neglectful gaze,
Her heart consumed by jealous blaze,
Her daughter's beauty, a radiant flame,
Eclipsing her own, in bitter shame.
She sought to snuff the flickering light,
To dim the glow that pierced the night,
With every word and every deed,
She planted thorns, a poisoned seed.
Her daughter, kind, with spirit true,
Endured the torment, her heart askew,
But deep within, a fire burned,
A strength and love, yet to be earned.
Through nights of tears and days of toil,
Her heart was pure, something no one could spoil,
Even as the years went drifting by,
Her mother's love remained a lie.
But the daughter's light did grow,
A blaze of fire, an ethereal glow,
The darkness trembled, shadows fell,
As she rose from her lifelong cell.
With flames of courage, she broke free,
From chains of neglect, she chose to see,
That her worth surpassed her mother's scorn,
And a brighter path she would adorn.
No forgiveness sought, no apologies made,
For the cruelty endured, the wounds unswayed,
Her mother's insignificance, a bitter pill,
For the daughter's light shone brighter still.
Now a mother herself, with sons in tow,
She nurtures love, lets kindness flow,
Breaking the cycle, the bitter chain,
Her children bask in a love's pure reign.
The neglectful mother, will be forgotten and alone,
Her jealousy withered, her heart turned to stone,
In the radiant blaze of her daughter's might,
She fades away, a forgotten blight.
For the daughter forgave not the mother's sin,
But herself, for allowing darkness in,
With strength and grace, she rose above,
A phoenix reborn, guided by love.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 1 year ago
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Years after the events occurring in New York and the town of Woodsboro. The survivors return to Woodsboro despite being haunted by the echoes of their bloody past. Gale Weathers-Riley, renowned journalist and survivor of multiple Ghostface attacks, has become the target of a new Ghostface. As the violence escalates, Sam, Tara, Mindy, and Chad, turn to the one person they believe can help them: Sidney Prescott.
Sam contacts Sidney, sharing the horrifying news that Ghostface has come back and was targeting them especially Gale who refused to get Sidney involved but they were desperate to put an end to the terror once and for all, Sam convinces Sidney to return to Woodsboro. Sidney, burdened by her own past experiences, agrees to help the new generation of survivors.
As Sidney and the group delve deeper into the mystery, they discover a connection between the murders and Gale. The killer, inspired by the original Ghostface, targets Gale in a way that Billy and Stu had targeted Sidney. This Ghostface told her nothing would stand between them and Gale. Even remarking to Sidney that deep down she knows Gale is to blame for all of her suffering.
The group, now joined by Kirby Reed, embarks on a dangerous journey to unravel the truth behind the new Ghostface attacks. They face countless twists and turns, encountering red herrings and false leads, while the body count continues to rise. Including Tara, Sam's sister with Ghostface stabs Tara in the throat declaring "You can thank your sister for this."
During their investigation, the group discovers Gale's lifeless body, brutally murdered in the same manner as Dewey, her late husband. The revelation shocked everyone, especially Sidney, who had grown close to Gale over the years. The loss of her friend and ally fuels Sidney's determination to unmask the killer and bring them to justice.
In a climactic final showdown, Sidney determined to stop the madness, engages in a deadly struggle finally confronting the Ghostface killer, ready to end the nightmare once and for all. However, as she delivers a fatal blow she unmasks Ghostface and to her surprise, she discovers that the killer is none other than her own husband, Mark Kincaid. Mark, consumed by guilt and a misguided sense of protectiveness, believed that eliminating Gale would free Sidney from the horrors of Ghostface.
He admitted that he never intended to harm anyone else but Gale. But things got complicated after Sam called Sidney and getting her involved, so he did what he had to do to teach Sam a lesson as well.
Sidney, torn between her love for Mark and the realization of his betrayal, broke down in tears telling him it was never Gale's fault and they were happy and they had a family and a life together. He had already freed her by doing that years ago. As Mark dies, Sidney feels remorse for the man she loved, understanding the depths of his misguided actions.
In the aftermath, Sidney reflects on the cycle of violence that has plagued her life and the lives of those around her. Despite the pain and loss, she finds solace in knowing that the nightmare is finally over. The remaining survivors gather to mourn their fallen friends and begin the healing process.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 1 year ago
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In the small town of Crystal Lake, a sense of foreboding hung in the air on that fateful Friday the 13th. The town had a dark history, haunted by an unspeakable tragedy that occurred nine years earlier.
Young Jason Voorhees, a boy with a paralyzing fear of water, had met his untimely demise when he accidentally fell into the lake while his camp counselors were distracted. The incident shook the town to its core, but no one felt the pain more deeply than Jason's mother, Pamela Voorhees.
Consumed by grief and driven to madness, Pamela gave birth to a baby girl named Jessica on the anniversary of Jason's death. Distorted by her sorrow and twisted desire to recreate the events that led to her son's demise, she attempted to drown Jessica in the very same lake where Jason had met his end.
Just as Pamela was about to carry out her horrific plan, she was stopped in her tracks. The authorities intervened, recognizing the danger and darkness that consumed her. Pamela was promptly committed to a psychiatric institution, leaving Jessica to be adopted and raised by another family in Crystal Lake.
Years passed, and Jessica grew up unaware of her tragic origins. She lived a seemingly normal life, oblivious to the dark legacy that haunted her family. Crystal Lake, however, remained a town gripped by fear and superstition, especially when Friday the 13th rolled around.
On a particularly fateful Friday the 13th, a masked figure emerged from the shadows, donning a menacing hockey mask. The town's worst fears were realized as a brutal killing spree began, with the mysterious assailant targeting anyone unfortunate enough to cross their path.
Jessica, now a young woman, sensed a connection between the murders and her own past. Strange occurrences and eerie coincidences led her down a path of discovery, gradually piecing together the truth about her identity and the twisted legacy of her family.
As the body count rose, Jessica's suspicions intensified. It was then that she uncovered the shocking revelation that the masked killer was none other than her half-brother, Jason Voorhees, somehow resurrected from the grave and seeking vengeance for the drowning he had suffered years ago.
With newfound knowledge and a determination to survive, Jessica prepared herself for a final confrontation. She knew that only by facing her half-brother head-on could she hope to end the cycle of bloodshed and protect those she cared about.
In a heart-stopping battle, Jessica and Jason clashed, each fueled by their own pain and rage. The struggle was fierce, the stakes unimaginable. Jessica fought with all her strength, defending herself against the relentless onslaught of her half-brother.
Finally, against all odds, Jessica managed to gain the upper hand. She struck a decisive blow, seemingly defeating Jason once and for all. But as the adrenaline subsided, doubt crept into Jessica's mind. Could she truly have vanquished the embodiment of her family's curse?
Years passed, and Jessica had built a new life for herself. She had married and had children of her own, determined to shield them from the horrors that had plagued her family for far too long. But just as she thought she had escaped the clutches of Crystal Lake's dark past, a new threat emerged.
Driven by an unyielding sense of responsibility, Jessica returned to the lake that had claimed so much from her. She swam to the depths, descending into the murky waters where Jason had met his watery grave. With determination in her heart, she searched for his remains, knowing that destroying them was the only way to break the cycle of violence and ensure the safety of her loved ones.
After what felt like an eternity, Jessica found what she was seeking: the skeletal remains of her half-brother. With a mix of sorrow and resolve, she retrieved the bones and held them tightly in her hands. She knew that this was her chance to put an end to the nightmare once and for all.
Summoning all her strength, Jessica emerged from the depths of the lake, the weight of Jason's bones heavy in her grasp. As she reached the surface, she took a deep breath, ready to face her final battle.
Gathering her family and friends, Jessica led them to the lake's shore, where a pyre had been prepared. The flames crackled and danced as Jessica placed Jason's bones upon the funeral pyre. With a solemn gaze, she watched as the fire consumed the remains, reducing them to ashes.
As the last embers flickered and died, a sense of peace washed over Jessica. She had done it. She had broken the curse that had haunted her family for so long. Crystal Lake could finally find solace, and the town could begin to heal.
Years later, Jessica's own children played by the shores of the now tranquil lake. She had told them stories, cautionary tales of the horrors that had once plagued their family and the sacrifices made to protect them. The darkness had been defeated, but the memory of it would always be a part of their family's legacy.
In the end, Jessica had emerged as a survivor, a symbol of resilience and strength. She had faced her own demons and those of her family, ensuring that her children and their children would never have to bear the burden of the Voorhees curse.
As the sun set over Crystal Lake, casting a warm glow upon the water, Jessica took a moment to reflect. She knew that the evil that had once lurked beneath the surface was gone, but she would never forget the sacrifices made and lives lost.
With a final glance at the lake, Jessica turned away, leaving behind the horrors of her past. The legacy of Jason Voorhees had been buried deep within the waters, and Crystal Lake could finally find peace, knowing that its darkest days were behind it.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 1 year ago
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A silent Spider-Man is a terrifying Spider-Man - if he’s not cracking jokes, then it means he’s 100% focused on taking you down. You, a run-of-the-mill two-bit hoodlum, are running for your life from a Spider-Man who has not uttered a single word.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 1 year ago
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She’s a battle-scarred, jaded super-soldier loaded with biomechanical upgrades and chemical augments. All she wants to do is wear cute clothes and paint.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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You are a villain who kidnapped the smart guy on your nemesis team, they tell you that nobody will come for them and that the hero doesn’t care. You didn’t believe them at first but it been a month and nobody shows up and after once again hearing them cry at night you had enough.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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You were sacrificed to Cthulhu as an infant, but turns out that it raised you instead of killing you, and growing up you find some interesting side effects.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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A female assassin kills her marks by seducing their wives and convincing them to murder their husbands.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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When she'd stopped crying. Madeleine composed herself before the mirror. Barely recognizing herself her eyes swollen, her "tear free" mascara didn't make things any better. She was no longer the confident woman she had prided herself to be. She felt as if she were merely a ghost of her former self now without any real sense of direction.
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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Dormant Predators
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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I laughed. For a supervillain, he could be charmingly goofy sometimes.
“Yeah, sure,” I managed between giggles. “Why not?”
A gift for my good friend @true-blue-megamind and their fantastic fic which I HIGHLY recommend you check out and give all the love because she deserves it. 💜💜💜
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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The Saturday Morning Hug For All!
This week’s hug is Robert Downey Jr. and a cat, which is the best way to end the year.
If you have a hug for the universe, feel free to reblog with your own!
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fortheloveoftheprincess · 3 years ago
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Coming back to your apartment you prepare for a good night’s sleep. Upon laying on your bed you suddenly hear noises coming from underneath it. Carefully looking under you’re surprised to see the monster that lurked under your bed as a kid staring back at you. “Look man, I need a favor.”
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