The Daily Post – One Word Prompt
You think you’ve seen her naked because she took her clothes off?
Tell me about her dreams. Tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about, and what makes her cry. Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one more story about her that you’re not in.
You’ve seen her skin, and you’ve touched her body. But… you still know as much about her as a book you once found, but never got around to opening.
Maybe you should open it. Maybe if your up to it.
The Daily Post – One Word Prompt: Joke
Joker: “Question! Would you die for me?”
Harley Quinn: “Yes”
Joker: ” That’s too easy. Would you live for me? Hmm?”
Harley Quinn: “Yes!”
Joker: “Careful. Don’t say this oath thoughtlessly. Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes power. You want this?”
Harley Quinn: “I do.”
Joker: “Say it. Say it. Say it. Pretty. Pretty. Pretty. Pretty…”
Harley Quinn: “Please”
Joker: “God, you’re so good!”
I know it’s only a film but I’m in ore of their crazy, twisted love. Maybe it’s the fictional characters, their appearance and their role play. I do not take their love for a joke, more of a admiration. The story behind their love and where it all started is a whirlwind of action and entrapment on both sides.
Harley Quinn who used to treat the Joker as a patient for mental illness inside the prison falls in love with his sick charm as he plays games with her, asking questions and laughing at her. He takes over the prison by asking her for a machine gun which she gives in to.
After taking over the prison with his disguised killers in Panda suits, batman look a likes and eyeballs he straps her to a table and tells her..
“Oh, I’m not gonna kill you. I’m just gonna hurt you very, very bad.”
To which she replies..
“You think so? Well, I can take it”.
He turns her into his Queen, just as crazy as him by torturing her. He falls head over heels for her and she is the same. I envy the passion he has for her and she’s so crazy for him too, untouchable. The extent of how madly in love they are with each other he would destroy the world to be with her. Tears everyone apart to find her.
No joke, nobody should mess with the Joker’s Queen. A sick love tale with so much lust.
Why So Serious for love Mr J.?
Love is a funny, crazy, amazing thing ❤
Have you ever met someone who took your breath away instantly?
Someone who understands you and loves you for it. Their eyes are fixated and have a calmness to them?
No questions of doubt or that unknowing feeling, just fresh and exciting?
I have always been skeptical about finding true love. Most people are. Everyone longs for a fairy tale, and like me, assume it will never happen. There’s always pressure, anxiety or mistrust.
I thought I wouldn’t have a fairy tale. Not that I long for something magical in a sense, just happiness.
I wrote “Craving” in third person for people to relate to a short story of feelings and emotions between two lovers, soul mates. It is a reflection of my relationship. A relationship unexpected but overdue.
Feelings for me are something not many people will receive. When someone receives my attention, heart and trust it’s a big thing. I have been scared for many years but now I’m wholeheartedly in love.
The man who has me is someone who I consider my best friend. A soul who traps mine and will forever keep it. A thousands words spoken between us or a thousands words repeating themselves when looking into each others eyes. I know it all sounds soppy but who doesn’t want that butterfly feeling. He is everything and more and never ceases to amaze me.
He is admirable and admired by me and isn’t afraid to tell me. Telling people how i feel is something I haven’t been too good at, maybe a relation to bad experiences, but this person has put the confidence in me to speak again. I see my future bright, long and a whirlwind of adventures to come.
I’m grateful for the path I have been given, my missing puzzle piece to finally be truly happy. Now it’s time to breathe and smile and look forward to amazing things to come.
It’s all about you.
The Daily Post – One Word Prompt
He only has eyes for her, his heart flutters. He would never let her know this though. The way she smiles and laughs about life in front of his eyes.. like a rolling picture.
Slow motion. Catches him.
Her presence has him hooked and can feel himself attract towards her as she beams life and happiness. His eyes trace her skin, fingers following. His chest tightens with anxiety as he watches her watch him.
She adores him too, she only has eyes for him.
She covers it up in the same respect that he does. An undesirable desire to continuously remind him of how much he means to her. She finds herself smirking in a hazy daydream with a slight sweat on her palms. No speaking, just stares. Looks with a thousand words.
But she breathes slow.
Once alone the passion between these two romantics is admirable, something of a film. Tosses and turns between soft silk sheets. His hands run down her skin so softly he barely touches her but to her she feels everything. Now they can spill their desires.
She whispers in his ear of nothing but sweet truths and vulnerabilities.
He has her undoubtedly.
When his hands are empty of her there’s no word to describe it.
She longs for him.
He pines for her.
Left craving one another.