Forgiven -Sirius + Lupin-A lone figure stood in the garden of the Burrow; everyone was inside and out of the rain, everyone but the one figure who would rather be in the cold than with everyone and the company. The tears that streamed down the figures cheeks blended and mixed with the cool winter rain hiding the tears from the world. The cold air nipped and bit at his skin, but he refused to go inside. How could they be so happy and joyful celebrating the start of the winter holidays, when he was so miserable? It just wasnt fair, and he didnt want to think about the reason behind his silent and deliberate misery.Forgiven -Sirius + Lupin-6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His fists clenched, his teeth started to chatter, the clothes that covered his body clung and stuck to his skin, completely soaked. Why, why did he still feel this way after so many years? Had he not in fact thought his best friend to be a murderer? To be the murderer who killed his other friends? How could this have happened? Why the hell did he still feel this way?! His body shook,
Amas VeritasAmas Veritas6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
THE PERFECT WOMAN
Will be sweet, but sharp-tempered.
Will have an acerbic wit.
Will be scornful of the norm.
Will tell me when I'm being stupid.
Will have grey eyes and long, wavy red hair.
Will be able to do handstands.
Will eat chocolates by the boxful.
Will throw cushions at me and demand that I recite the poems of Yeats.
Will not care one jot or tittle what others think of her.
Will not go to bed angry, but stay up and fight.
Will not hesitate to kick my ass.
Will watch movies and make catty remarks with me.
THE PERFECT MAN
Will be mild-mannered and sweet of disposition.
Will be laconic in speech but use occasional endearments.
Will be strong but not gruff, and sensitive but not overemotional.
Will yield to me in most matters, but will be capable of taking control when he wants.
Will be taller than me, bigger and stronger than me, and have wavy reddish-brown hair.
Will be a wonderful cook.
Will stroke my hair, spontaneously hug me from behind and wake me up
Rent -- Goodbye GloryRoger stares up at the dark ceiling of his frozen room. He is buried in almost all of the blankets Mark could find, but he is still shivering. The guitarist shakes with the effects of a fever and night sweats, and he feels, inside of him, that he will not last much longer.Rent -- Goodbye Glory9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Everything is a blur to him. He does not remember what got him so sick, he doesn't remember the visit to the clinic to get looked at, nor does he remember what the doctor said to him. He does not remember how he felt when he heard that the virus had finally started to take hold of him. He remembers the look on Mark's face. The filmmaker lost all color. Roger thought that even he had to look better than Mark at the moment. He remembers Mark crying.
A rough cough leaves Roger. The guitarist clutches at his chest in slight pain, and tries to get his breathing back in order. He cannot stand lying there, in his room, waiting for death. This is not how it's supposed to be. He decides that, if he's going to die, he is not g
dead sparrows never s i n g.REDdead sparrows never s i n g.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the touch, his skin is cold, ice of bluebird song;
johnny doesn't understand why his brother's in the
casket, all he did was love; through the black of
night darkness crushes his veins, weighing down on
the angel, fallen long before his time: brother, brother
if you can hear me. . .i don't hate you for it; after
ten years the gift was finally given
a c c e p t a n c e of a s i b i l i n g
let's spend the dawn in tears
blood flows from abandoned corners of geography, born
from the knifes in every joint; color drains from every
pore and every eyelash and every spare trace of skin
left open, vulnerable; susi
Crowstiel no. 1Crowley was reaching the end of his tether. Six bloody months he'd been searching for purgatory with the angel rebel, and not a scrap of anything had turned up. However, as Castiel walked into the room Crowley realised that there were some perks.Crowstiel no. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello Crowley." ohh, he was so... sexily angelic. Crowley had hid his true feelings for about the first five minutes since they had started working together, but when he couldn't contain himself any longer he had realised that Cas's time in the brothel had taught him that he was the ultimate misfit. A gay, rebel angel. Since then the pair had had a lot of fun.
"So is it work time or playtime, darling?" Crowley grinned.
"I'll leave it up to you... darling?"
"Oh, you're learning fast sweetheart, but you leave the flirting to me and stick to what you're good at... and I know what you're good at, darling."
"Shall we begin?"
"Ooh, yes please, sweetheart." And they did. Cas's ha
Wizarding World ReviewWizarding World Review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Let's just say I'd been waiting for this since January, and exclude the fact that it's technically been all my life, this way it sounds less melodramatic and I can get on with things. The car was approaching Universal when I saw it. . . among the green tracks of the Hulk Roller Coaster were the tall spires of Hogwarts Castle reaching to impale the sky. It was my Statue of Liberty, symbolizing to me that I'd finally made it home . . . I almost cried with happiness. What I actually did was put my iPod in my bag, scream, and begin talking nonstop about how excited I was.
So there I was, walking with my aunt and her boyfriend Steve [more like skipping, because they'd made me eat lunch in the Dr. Seuss land and I was about ready to spontaneously combust]. The Lost Continent is lovely, but when you've been waiting for your family to take you for about four months, nothing else is as beautiful to your eyes as the approaching arch of the entrance to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.
Kept Me WaitingRomeo, youve keptKept Me Waiting6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ive been alone
And it was getting
Harder and harder
To believe that
Someone out there
And then you
And I finally
It means to be
You took my hand
And I knew that
All I would need
For the rest of
My life was
And I dont want
To be without
Or all of time
I dont care that we
Have to leave it
Dont be afraid,
We can be strong
As were together
I need you to
Get me away
Are crushing me
Romeo, youve kept
Can't Bear To Turn AwayIts so hard to feel this wayCan't Bear To Turn Away6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When Im sure youve
Forgotten my name
Youre so beautiful
I can barely stand
To look at you
I want to run away
And never see your
Flawless face again
But more than anything
I want you to hold
And tell me Ill be all right
When Ive fallen
It hurts so bad
Whenever you dont
Look at me
I dont know what
To do so I can fall
Out of love with you
And I know thats
What I need to do
But youre all I want
And I cant bear
To turn away
To look back someday
And find youre
With someone else
A Lesson in Understanding 1A Lesson in Understanding 18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kei sat in a chair that he'd pulled up to the window, his legs folded beneath his petite frame, feet bare as he lounged back, staring out into the darkness beyond the apartment. On the table next to him, an untouched glass of water sat next to a pack of unopened cigarettes and brand new lighter. Sho's peace offering. Kei sighed.
With a low growl, Kei threw himself from the chair, forgetting his boots for the moment as he padded barefoot across the living room and around the small divider. He glanced back through the metal bars that separated his room from the living area, he eyed the mess of scattered and broken objects that lay on the floor. Sho always threw things when he was mad. Kei had learned when to duck a long time ago. But tonight, he'd been slower than normal.
It had been two weeks since Kei had fed, because it had been that long since their last job, and Sho knew it. Years of experience with the vampire had taught Sho to keep his mouth shut about it, but sometimes Sho's ange
TripletsZuko smiled at his wife from the doorway of their bedroom. There was really nothing he wouldnt do for her. He loved her so much. More so now that she was carrying their child. At first he didnt want to be a father, but after talking it over, he realized how much a fool he was before. This was going to be the biggest step of his life and he was now prepared for it.Triplets7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He watched her slid into bed carefully. She was cautious more than ever since she was due any day. She sighed as soon as she was in safely, rubbing her very round belly. He walked over towards her and kissed her belly.
I cant wait till you come into this world. He smiled at his wifes belly, knowing there was a little child inside.
Neither can I. Katara giggled. You dont know how much this is killing my back.
Oh? Is that the only reason you want our child out? He looked at her while he continued to rub her belly. He loved knowing there was something
ZUTARA: A Familiar PlaceZUTARA: A Familiar Place7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
ZUTARA: A Familiar Place (Post-War)
Written by Katie Jo aka AVidZktjo
The door closed behind them and they gazed upon a familiar place. The sound of rushing water reached their ears as they breathed in the warm, peaceful aromas of the ice enclosed fortress. The young man walked forward, enjoying the coolness of the grass as it caressed his sandaled feet, and the young woman followed beside him, equally partaking of the pleasures this tranquil oasis could bring.
As they neared the small pond where the two Koi fish Tui and La resided, the young man looked to the left of him and noticed a huge wall of rugged ice that shot up from the edges of the grass and reached to the back wall. Surprisingly, it had not melted. The young woman noticed this as well and a smile lit up on her face as the man spoke. I remember this ice and the encounter I had with the woman who encased me in it. Neither it nor she was friendly.
The woman stepped up beside him and looked at the pri
Bryke Interview RevelationsBryke Interview RevelationsBryke Interview Revelations7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
This was supposed to be a journal entry but it turned into an essay, so enjoy!
Okay, I have been on a hunt this afternoon for the interview where Bryke says that everything in the show has a meaning, a reason, a purpose. Someone once commented on something that I wrote about this interview and they even gave a great excerpt of it. If you still have that or know where I can find it, oh, I would be so grateful! Does anybody know what I'm talking about? Is it an interview in a Nick magazine? Cuz I've just read all the interviews I could find on the net, and I got nothing.
Anyway, besides that plea for help, I was reading the two most known interviews (the one during Spring Break 2007 and the Toon Zone at the 2008 NYCC), and I came to a few awesome revelations. Wanna get all Zutara excited with me? Okay!
First, let's play CONNECT THE DOTS:
It's really important to Mike and I on the show that these aren't black and white characters. We
ZUTARA Finale CollabZUTARA Finale Collab7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Zutara Finale Collab
(Written by AVidZktjo & KyokoMari)
Katara watched on in horror as the lightning struck Zuko's chest and sent him hurling several feet to the right of her. She stared at his motionless form as the tears began to cloud her eyes. "Zuko!" She screamed, tearing to his side, ignoring the princess's maniacal laughter until it became nothing more than background noise. All she could hear was the blood pumping through her ears as she ran and knelt at the prince's side, all she could think about was how he foolishly jumped in front of her. Why had he done it?
Katara knelt over his still form, but before she could bend her water out of her pouch, Azula stepped up beside her and said, "You don't need to do that! He's just the stupid prince who chased you all around the world, trying to capture the Avatar. Why would you even want to help him? Looking up at Azula, Katara's eyes suddenly filled with a fiery rage and she unleashed a skill that she never thought
Pride and Prejudice vs. AvatarWARNING: MAY CONTAIN SPOLIERS!!!!!Pride and Prejudice vs. Avatar7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Zutara is a crackship: plain and simple.
"They only ship Katara because she's a traditional 'pretty girl' and Zuko is the hot guy."
"Anyone who ships Zutara is watching Avatar with their butts. Blindfolded."
"Oh, fandom. You amuse me so. Show me the 'evidence' that Zutara is going to happen. It reveals a complete ignorance of how literature works."
Zutaraians, have you heard those words? Kataangers and Maikoans, have you ever said those words? (I mock you with your lack of new ideas of bashing someone.) I dont know about you, but that sounds familiar to something else. Darcybeth from Pride and Prejudice. The crackship as it were.
"It's fine if you want to ship Darcybeth in fanon. I have no problems with that. Just don't say that Darcybeth is going to become cannon."
"But Darcy and Elizabeth hate each other."
"How can you not see the epic love between Wickham and Elizabeth???"
"Darcybeth will never, ever happe
Vein: A PoemHoney, what's your blood type?Vein: A Poem8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm ready for some fun
About time that I repaid you,
For everything you've done
Hold your breath now, baby
The doctor is in
Extend your arm and make a fist,
For a lovely dose of sin
Dear, I'll sterilize my tools;
My hand will wear a glove
Sneak into your vein of hearts,
and leave a sum of love.
Why Does She Get to Be WholeI have to look awayWhy Does She Get to Be Whole6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I see you
I cant stand
I feel like screaming
Your name and
Forcing you to
See that she
Can never really
The way I do
How can she
Love is if
Shes never felt
The pain of
How can she
If she hasnt
And here I am,
A piece of
Why does she
Get to be
it's time to d a n c e.REDit's time to d a n c e.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
his eyes are cold, and on me they linger
drinking in my features like rain and
clinging to my skin as the sun shines high;
he approached me with shaking hands and
fingers laced of whine: h-h-hey y-you're
pretty c-cute: he stutters like an angel with
fear in his eyes and anxiety swimming in
his veins like there's no tomorrow for any
one any more and i laugh like we have all
the days we could dream: so are you: not
a problem with any of my syllables could
you ever find but my heart races like the
dogs up in alaska; mush mush mush mush;
and i take his hand wh
JohnLockTitel: JohnLockJohnLock3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Genre: romance i guess?
Author's note: this is 100% fictional
'John, have you seen my phone?' Sherlock asked me. I looked up and frowned.
'Why?' I asked. He never used his phone.
'Because I need it' He said while throwing stuff everywhere and making a mess of the apartement. I sighed.
'It's on the table' I said. He threw everything off the table and found his phone by hearing a soft tud when it landed on the floor. He picked it up and started tapping away. It looked like he was doing something hard, because he had a kind of pained expression on his face. I thought about what he could be doing, but decided to shrug it off and continued to read the paper. I was just about to read something about drunken driving or something, when my phone bleeped, saying I got a text. I picked it up from the little table and saw it was from Sherlock. I frowned and looked at him. He was staring at his feet. Weird, I thought. I opened it.
'Hey John, I think I may kind
torn pages, worn places_collabdear cal,torn pages, worn places_collab6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
today i woke up and i decided no one was real. my mother is air. my father was just a fairy tale. and you, you are just gone. if you told me you loved me, i'd tell you i spent an hour and a half washing dishes yesterday. i'd tell you sometimes when i drive, i close my eyes and envision that our cars crash. i'd tell you sometimes when i lie in bed, i feel the collision. i'd tell you i love you, too but that with us, there are just too many "but"s.
i decided that i am nothing but a reduction in the making. today, i am a heart, but tomorrow i will be reduced to lust. today, i have a soul, but tomorrow i will be a pile of bones and skin. so believe me when i say that i love you, but i am scared that tomorrow my love will not be the love i have polished to give to you. you say that we are a carcrash, beautiful, but i cant help but feel that for all of our flames and sparking metal, weve just been reduced to a two-hour traffic jam.
My AtLA Ending AnalysisMy AtLA ending analysis:My AtLA Ending Analysis7 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I first would like to say that I was looking forward to Zuko and Katara being together. However, they didn't. I admit defeat. With that said, allow me to just say...
THAT ENDING WAS CRAP!
No! This has nothing to do with Zutara or Kataang. This has to do with 27 things that were so painfully wrong with that finale. Zutara lost. FINE! Kataang and Maiko won. Congrats. I would still feel this way if Zutara won. Now, here's why the AtLA ending fails worse than Viacom for taking down free advertising from one of the most popular sites on the internet:
1. The Avatar State
What the hell was the point of mastering the other elements? Aang went AS and basically bitch-slapped Ozai around like the pheonix king was a freaking new-born chick. There really was no point in training anything else.
R+J: My Way.He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said, Marry me, Juliet, youll never have to be alone. I love you and thats all I really know. I talked to your dad; youll pick out a white dress. Its a love story, baby, just say yes.R+J: My Way.6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Sure, it didnt really work out that way in Shakespeares famous tragedy. Sure, they both killed their own emo selves. But maybe it wasnt supposed to have happened that way; maybe they were supposed to live happily ever after, and something got screwed up along the way. Or maybe they werent really supposed to meet at all, and Juliet was really destined to be with Paris, and Romeo to be with Rosaline.
What ever happened to her, anyway?
Why doesnt anybody ever talk about Rosaline? Wasnt Romeo madly in love with her in the beginning of the play, before he saw Juliet at the Capulet soiree, before how hot she was and how horny he was hit him like a ton of bricks? Yeah
Combining Two NamesSung to the tune of Remember the Name by Fort MinorCombining Two Names7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what were all about,
Its about ships yall (cmon!)
This is 10% luck
15% random straw-clutching at will
And 100% reason for combining two names!
Kataang! They dont need to argue theyre right
They just want to observe because theirs is in the spotlight.
They dont know why everyone else dont know
In spite of the fact that they know that theyve told them.
But f*ck em! They know the show.
It is all about reality
Its not calamity and making this noise,
Making up stoies Ha! Their shipll stay up.
That means, when they put it down, Tokkall be pickin it up! Lets go!
What the hell is this anyway?
Sure Tokka really talks much,
but its never been more than banter, Sokka hasnt been love st
Severus and Lily, a historySeverus and Lily, a history8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was a shadow, dark and alone,
She was sunlight, brightly shown,
He cursed his life while she held hers dear,
He denied it, while she thought it was clear,
Their first stolen glances, there was a spark,
Then suddenly light flooded the dark,
She held his gaze, green eyes bright as day,
His black eyes flickered, and he looked away,
She reached out to him, completely unarmed,
He shied away, too many times harmed,
Though time passed, he kept her in mind,
How sweet she was, and how very kind,
Then one day, she gave him a clue,
She told him she loved him, he didn't know what to do,
He was confused and suprised, even slightly afraid,
Amazed overall by the choice she had made,
She stood there, waiting for him to respond,
Waiting to see if he was willing to bond,
He stumbled on words, unable to think,
Blushing and staring, unable to blink,
Grasping onto a feeling he never knew,
He relized then that he loved her too,
But he didn't say it, He was too scared,
So he left her thinking that he neve
Happily Ever AfterOft the fairy tale endsHappily Ever After6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At the part the story truly begins:
The white knights once shining armour
Muddied, rusted and bloodied with the spoils of war
The maidens chaste virginal wedding gown,
Torn and worn away with the years of wait
For her shining knight, bruised and battered
Tired of the battles, the wars
Has forsaken and forgotten the maiden that awaits,
But her love ever aglow and alive
Escaping in silent prayers and pleas to God.
The peasants do not have the heart to tell her,
This vigilant, ever loyal maiden devoted to her temple of love,
Her idol, her god, has forsaken her.
Never will her lips feel the soft compress of his
Never will she know the carnal joys of becoming one with her love
Neither will her womb bear the happy weight of union
Nor the bliss of motherhood or the peace of companionship
Does she know ? They wonder as they stare
The immortal unwed, the rosy lips cold and dead
Pacing back and forth, walking her eternal walk
Eyes to the east with the ris