Burdened With WritingSometimes I feel the colossal weight upon my shoulders whenever people regard me with such deep reverence in their eager shines. Writing – an amazing gift to weave tales of imagination with just a flick of a pen across fresh papers of a new notebook. Little do people know that writing can be a double edged sword at the best of times, especially when you’re thrown into a chaotic den where you’re surrounded by people wanting you to write something for them.Burdened With Writing2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
A wise old man once gave me some useful advice, truthful words that still remain in my mind even until this day. He told me this: “Do not get yourself caught in a trap where you write for someone’s entertainment. The art of writing itself should be used as a simple instrument; you should write for your own enjoyment and pleasure.”
I was only a young girl when that happened, around eight years old. And yet if he were to see me right now, I could only imagine him being so disappointed with how I turne
Will you be my home?Will you be my homeWill you be my home?2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My gentle security?
Will you lift me away
With the caress of your arms
Warm me wholly
With the slighest brush
Of your lips?
Will you be my shelter
Even from my own tears?
Will you let me take you for granted
Let me wrap you around me
And rock me to my dreams?
Will you hide me away
Be the place of my safety
Be my happiness
Sheilded from a world of sadness,
Will you be my home,
My gentle security
Silently filling my life with love?
Harry Potter: Chapter2.Chapter 2: Charms that weren't exactly magical.Harry Potter: Chapter2.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hermione was spending every spare waking minute she had in the library. Flicking through old, dusty books had always seemed to calm her, even as a child. But the other reason for her hiding between the bookshelves was that she knew in her heart and soul that Ron wasn't going to come venturing down there anytime soon.
Hermione was deep in her Charms book, but she was only skimming over the lines, barely taking in the words. Her time spent in the library was not focused on her study, but more so on the flashbacks that Hermione was continuously having, which in the most, was just the same ones, repeated over and over, though each time they started and ended in the different places.
As much as Hermione hated to admit it, she looked forward to these lapses in her concentration and at times wished for t
DevotionYou have no ideaDevotion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you make this moment.
Your sweet eyes
Your taunting lips
Your glimmering compassion.
How could anyone deny you?
You've changed my life
and blew my conciousness
into the deepest oblivion.
I'm so thankful.
While you just want to talk.
I want so much more.
You've released me
from this stifling hell
with your remarkable soul.
Love, you are my structure.
No matter what you do.
You can't let me down.
I Almost Feel BadWhy can't you take my hints andI Almost Feel Bad3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do we need to take it
from the top?
I'm happy because I'm
I can take care of
You make me
I don't need what you offer.
I'm not your
"Go back to girl".
I'm worth more than that.
Don't say you know what the problem is.
You're the problem
And you haven't bothered to fix it.
You embarrassed me.
I told you to stop it
Yet you continued.
Apologized and continued.
I almost feel bad for giving you an attitude.
Shut Up, ConnerIt all started with a Twix bar. My Twix bar to be exact. Travis was supposed to be getting me a Twix bar because I had bet that Percy and Annabeth would get together right after he saved Olympus, and Travis said that Percy would finally pluck up the courage to ask her at the end of the summer session. I was right, of course, and really wanted that Twix bar.Shut Up, Conner5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So I walk into the Hermes cabin expecting my candy bar when I see Travis sitting on his bed and brooding. And not his normal 'Let's make a plan to pour chocolate milk all over somebody's head' sort of brooding. It was the serious kind, that I had only seen when he was worrying over how we were going to eat that night when mom had no money. Uh oh.
"Who's Tyler Smith?" he shot at me as soon as I walked in the door.
"Um, some dude from the Athena cabin, I think. Why? And where's my candy bar?"
"Did you know that he was dating Katie Gardner?" I did of course (because I knew absolutely everything about everybody because I'm awesome like
The Night They DiedJames's Point of ViewThe Night They Died5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was Halloween night. Every now and again, the doorbell would ring and Lily would answer it, exclaim over the Muggle children's costumes and hand out sweets. I was sitting in the living room with Harry. Lily had dressed him in blue pyjamas with feet in them and he looked absolutely adorable. His black hair, untidy like mine, fell onto his forehead and his green eyes sparkled with mischief and fun as he tried to grab the coloured smoke I had conjured from the tip of my wand to amuse him. It was certainly working. Harry had a determined expression on his face as he tried and failed to catch the smoke in his tiny hands. I smiled fondly at him and my mind began to wander.
I grinned as I thought of the present Sirius had sent Harry for his first birthday, three months ago. He had sent him a toy broomstick and of course, Harry had loved it and had proved to be a natural. Lily had been horrified at first. She was afraid that Harry would fall of the broom and hurt himse
Her GazeBlue to make the sky seem redHer Gaze3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
green that the emeralds dread
contains a strength of steel
truths you must reveal
the power, of her gaze
made in heaven, well
cast through the fires of hell,
through hardship and through strife,
always full so of lust, and life
the fervor, of her gaze
Passion you cannot stage
love you cannot cage
create a world, surreal,
even the dead can feel
the heat, of Her gaze
With my heart I pen
a woman unknown to men
rips hearts in twain
I live to see it again
the perfection, of her gaze
Zodiac Series-AriesAries March 21 - April 19Zodiac Series-Aries8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Aries Strength Keywords:
Aries Weakness Keywords:
- Short tempered
Aries and Independence:
Aries personalities are independent. they venture out and are go-getters, often leading the way. Their upbeat and magnetic personality often entices others to follow their lead because Aries personalities bring excitement into others lives.
Aries and Friendship:
Aries are good friends, they always look out for their friends with caring and generosity and will protect them should the need arise and encourage them with their natural optimism. If confronted, Aries can turn to be quite childish, they will fight back with their aggressive nature and are known to have temper tantrums should they not get their way.
Aries and Business:
If a business idea comes their way, they tend to plunge right in. Aries are more then willing to take a gamble and follow their dream
Sign HereThere are seventeen specific reasons I cannot tell you anything.Sign Here3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seven of which you will think are completely ridiculous,
Four of those seven are completely irrational.
Five of the other reasons are too personal for me to tell you about
Three are no negotiation.
I simply cannot have you see that deep into me just yet.
The last two are my eyes.
Her EyesLife has problems, I'm sure you knowHer Eyes3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You've struggled with your share
We're not all dealt the same cards
And life doesn't seem to care
You used to say that life was grim
That days were bleak and full of sorrow
Yet since you've come into my life
My strength, I've let you borrow
I didn't think that this would lead
Down the winding garden paths
And yet I find myself amazed
No longer bits and halves
But when I saw those pools of blue
The sapphire, of iris form
All the chill of Autumn left
And my heart began to warm
In those eyes I see a love
Of me, of life, of wonder
And best of all is that this girl
Feels that I cannot blunder
I don't want to write of cliche dreams
Because that would cheapen ours
I promised that I would hold her yet
And I'm counting down the hours
This is not a list of praise for love
Or beauty, though they're parts
This is but mere conversation
Between two likely hearts.
What A Man WantsSix tender feet tall,What A Man Wants3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like fresh purple lightning.
Crawl your way into
like a lady
bug me the way a flower
gently nudges the side
of an old orchard tree
in august winds
Pulling at the protective
film of my brain
Immortalizing my skin,
Industrializing my heart,
and taking away what
I want to be and
making me into who I am to become.
because you can't stand
to look away
but look this way and
that I've walked two moons
in your moccasins
and I've played with
spears, and guns,
and I've realized that
its not for me.
In your everything,
I see the sun shining,
and I realize that
I want to be the
moon that reflects your light
and the stars;
the stars can be
the space that conncects
the soft whispers
of twinkling twilight
and dawn that link,
and relink the
sun and moon
to their destinies.
I've only ever wanted
to be engulfed in
let me be,
I don't want to run
I've only ever wanted
to be cas
I Am a WriterI am a writer.I Am a Writer2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yes, it’s easy for me to fall into a dream.
But there is nothing wrong with being tighter
With a story’s theme.
I am a writer.
That is all I will ever want to be
In the end, my story will be lighter,
And my characters will finally be free.
I am a writer.
There is nothing easier to say than that.
I will never let a story wither
Nor let a story fall flat
I am a soon to be author.
With several books ready to be read,
I want them to have great honor
And wish there will be tears shed.
Portal 2: Remember FinalIt's a terrible moment for anyone to discover a ruined surprise. After someone took so much time, work and planning to do something special for someone they care deeply for, only to turn and see them standing right behind them. They saw everything. They know everything. And then the feelings erupt: nausea, frustration, heartbreak, disappointment, humiliation and more all combined into one painfully numbing feeling that leaves one speechless and standing there like an idiot. There's no excuse, they can't think of a good lie to cover it up and all they can do is stand there and babble apologies and try to explain themselves. In some cases, the person they failed to surprise feels very awkward with the surprise ruined and unsure of what to do, making them both feel worse. However, in most cases they feel so happy and grateful that they did all this just to make them happy, all I forgotten and the surprise can be enjoyed. In a sense, surprises lead to more surprises.Portal 2: Remember Final4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had been over a yea
Your SaviourYou ask for life, and your path seeks death,Your Saviour3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
You want freedom, yet you bind yourself in chains,
You plead for safety, but put yourself in harms way,
You admit that you are lost, but deny guidance.
For you all these things I do my best to provide, yet still I must do more,
So tell me, please, I beg of you, how can I save you?
What will it take to open your eyes, show you that your pain is killing me?
Everything I do, I do for you, as your happiness is mine,
Does this make me selfish, or simply human?
I am at my wits end, the breaking point, I have just myself left to give,
My dream is life forever with you, no pain, no sorrow, just love.
So tell me, please, I beg of you, how can I save you..?
She mattersShe unloaded her pistol and untied her nooseShe matters3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She dropped her razor blades, threw them away too
She wiped up the blood that she had on her skin
She lifted her head up, ready to start again
She descended her heart to me like an angel from above
After holding on to life, she finally found love
Something changed inside her and she decided to live
She had heart a full of joy and a lot of love to give
She wiped away her tears and held a smile on her face
Now she's happy here with me and we found a better place
She thought no one would miss her, they'd just leave her be
Now she knows that she matters, because she matters to me
Love IsLove is not always like betting on a horse that's guaranteed to win.Love Is3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When I was young and started to notice girls, some in particular more than others, I had a foolish tendency to believe that I was going to fall in love once and that was going to be it. I was going to be one of the very small minority who meet someone in high school, fall in love, get married, and only be with them for the rest of my life. That lasted about until about a year out of high school and then the girl left me because she ' wasn't feeling it anymore'.
The funny thing is, after the anger, humiliation, and shame left from circling my head like a cloud of incessantly buzzing flies, I started to see just how unhappy I was going to be had I stayed with this girl. She had no aspiration for the future, or if she did she didn't share it with me. Whenever we talked about kids it was a definite, but I'm not sure if we ever talked about anything other than the fluffy 'I love you so much I want to have your kids'
Portal 2: Lament For TwoSometimes I look to Heaven,Portal 2: Lament For Two4 years ago in Romance More Like This
And then I think of you.
I wonder if you look down to Hell,
And spare a thought on me.
What is it like to drift there, weightless,
With angles to keep you safe?
What is it like to sleep amongst the stars,
And wake cloaked in stellar dew?
Do you sketch the constellations?
Do you chart how the cosmos move?
Do you ever dream of how Hell was?
Do you ever wish you hadn't left?
I didn't get to say farewell to you,
As Hell pulled me back inside.
I didn't get to apologize,
For the times I let you down.
I should have listened,
When you told me what to do.
I should have caught you,
When you put your trust in me.
I should have loved you then,
As I find I love you now.
Now we are worlds apart,
And I can only sit and wonder.
My mind often drifts back to you,
As I wander fields that bear your name.
The MaraudersJames swiftly Stepped off his broom. His Gryffindor robes moving slightly. Sirius Coming in behind him, just as graceful. He was laughing to himself. James Elbowed his mate in the ribs. "Oi! Padfoot. Quiet we can't take any changes." He whispered. His brown eyes flashed to meet his mate's Grey eyes. He put his broom in it's proper place and moved to allow Sirius to do the same thing. "Would you like to do the honors Padfoot?" James asked holding out a plain piece of parchment. Sirius whipped out his wand and placed it on the parchment. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He said smugly. James smirked. As the word appeared he opened the map. Sirius went and got the cloak from it's hiding place. "Minerva seems to be up and about." James commented as he looked for the best possible root to get back to the Gryffindor common room. "Do you think she's seen it yet?" Sirius asked as he unfolded the cloak. "No, she appears to be talking to nearly headlesThe Marauders5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
the marauders series 1The Marauders series.the marauders series 112 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sirius yawned. He stretched lazily, revelling in the late morning sunlight. He was lying in the long grass at the back of James' house, watching his friend flying energetically above, messing about with the golden snitch that he'd managed to steal at the end of last term. He yawned again and shook his leg in an effort to remove the butterfly that had just landed on his foot, sending ripples rolling off into the sea of green around him. Flicking a long strand of ebony hair out of his eyes Sirius raised himself onto his elbows, grinning sardonically at his best friend.
"Reckon they'll make you Quidditch captain this year then?"
James swooped low, skimming the grass with the tips of his boots. His messy black hair was even more wild than usual, giving him the rugged windswept appearance that he'd only recently perfected. He smiled back,
"I hope so, need something special to impress the ladies with, don't I?"
"You mean apart from yo
Best Present EverA/N: Beware! First ever James/Lily fic.Best Present Ever5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Word Count: 1,100
It was early Christmas day when Lily woke up. The first thing that came to the red head's mind was that it was nice to be home with her mum and dad. Her second thought - albeit she would never tell anyone - was wondering what James had gotten for her.
Surprisingly, since the beginning of their seventh year, the arrogant boy had changed his ways enough for her to finally get to know him. In fact, they'd gotten so close that she was even considering saying yes the next time he asked her out. If he ever asked her out again.
She'd noticed that he hadn't asked her on a date since the beginning of the year.
Lily got out of her bed quietly, hoping to not wake her parents, and made her way to the living room where the presents were waiting under the tree.
The pile was a little smaller than it had been previous years, seeing as Petunia was now living with her boyfriend. Lily was pleasantly surprised to see there was actually a pres
Hardest Of HeartsHardest Of HeartsHardest Of Hearts3 years ago in Romance More Like This
There is love in your body but you can't hold it in
It pours from your eyes and spills from your skin
Tenderest touch leaves the darkest of marks
And the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts
"What is it Beastboy?" The man took in a deep breath as he looked at the woman before him, it had been a few weeks since the Titans got back from Tokyo and ever since he had become increasingly jealous of Starfire and Robin's new relationship, he wanted to have that for himself with the person he loved too, but he realized that she would never even know how he felt about her if he didn't tell her, that's why he was here in Raven's bedroom now, palms sweating and heart pounding as he tried to think of how to say this, "Um," he started, "R-Raven.... there's something I have to tell you and ... since you hate it when people beat around the bush... I guess I'll just be blunt and tell you," "That would be great," she said in her usual monotone, "I... well... I love you
Marauders Interview:CHILDHOODMarauders Interview CHILDHOODMarauders Interview:CHILDHOOD8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. How old are you?
James: Nice easy question to start off with. Good start. Im 17.
Sirius: Yeh, my little baby. *pinches James cheek* Im 18 and the oldest from our gang.
Remus: My eighteenth birthday is coming up soon.
Roxi: We have SUCH a fantastic partAY coming up for you Remmy! But it has to be a few days early because I checked the moon calendar and well
Sirius: The frikkin odds. Thats just too cruel
2. Your parents?
Sirius: Are tossers
Roxi: I tell myself that I dont have a dad but my mums a muggle.
Sirius: Thats how she knows all these weird things and owns stuff like what was that amazing contraption you showed me that time, Roxi?
Roxi: (unenthusiastically) A microwave.
Sirius: Yeh yeh! A wicked thing!! It has the power to produce lightning within itself when you put metal cutlery in there! Its so magical.
Roxi: *under breathe* You broke my flippin microwave,