*walks out of the movie theater and it’s still daytime* what the fuck
She cries when the prince takes her from the ruined castle ,
from the dragon who faithfully watched over her
kicks and screams and sobs for her beast ,
repeating her desperate plea to return to the place
she has called home for more years than she can count ;
‘ I didn’t need to be saved ‘.
Her dreams are of flying , of flames and smoke , and
she longs for the nights when she could fall asleep
with warm scales as her pillow ,
knowing that nothing would dare to harm her
while her dragon stands guard
but that world seems to belong to another girl now
then a new knight appears in the court she so loathes ,
swearing his allegiance not to the prince ,
or to the person she can hardly think of as her mother
but to her , and when his eyes meet hers
she laughs for the first time since the prince brought her ‘home’ ,
the fire in his gaze as familiar as her own .
She’d recognize her dragon everywhere .
This is like so simple but so cool…
one donut to rule them all
when someone makes a suggestion on a group assignment