It all really started a few months ago.
Xigbar noticed that Phee would avoid going to her home world, Wonderland, whenever she could. It seemed like he was the only one to notice that when missions to Wonderland were handed out, Phee would be sleeping [and no one wanted to risk waking her up] or elsewhere. He mentioned it to Bex once, who just flapped a hand at him. "You're been paranoid. She's justsleeping. So what if its happened before? You want to check on her? Be my guest. I'm not paying for your funeral if you wake her."
He'd thought Bex had been right he was just getting old and paranoid. He'd caught himself checking what Axel
Harsh midday sun blasted through the barred windows of the jail. Her lovely pale blue gown was now being worn as a shawl over the grey tunic and breeches she'd been given, and the soft white blouse that she'd never bother putting on. The dress had been ruined when they'd fought off those stupid bunch of waterbenders who decided they would do better as war heroes.
"Hey look guys! Isn't that that swordy boy who knows the Avatar?" the first guy, promptly nicknamed Lard, stumbled forward. "Yeah!" cried his friend, who was dressed in a coating of his last meal. Lard turned to the guy, Missed. "Well.... who thinks we could teach him better fightin
Midwinter's Child
l o s t_t o_t i me
Born upon the harsh winter's night,
Colder than the deepest drifts,
Mother lying in night's eternal embrace,
Ravens croaking coarsely across the crevasse.
Death denied this tiny life, she is,
Child of Midwinter's might,
Lone wandering wolf, dusty coat grey,
Taking the duckling under his wing,
Blooming blossom, blooming beauty,
Thick red willows framing fawn's eyes,
Staring at you, sunlight on water,
Swallow deeply so you won't drown.
Time continues its endless journey,
Dusty coat falls into tiny pale hands,
Alone and forgotten, hazy memoir,
Coins jangling mockingly from an empty purse.
P
Bebex was walking through the halls of the Castle That Never Was. Her silky orange hair which Xynna swore was strawberry blonde was out, lying just on her shoulder. Her unnaturally clear green eyes stared ahead, roaming slightly around the edges of the hall. She fought the urge to cover her ears. It was obvious she was approaching Xynna's end of the Castle. The sounds of wailing kittens were brought to Bex's ears her power over sound meant she could pinpoint each source for over thirty metres in each direction. Her long, dark ginger lashes brushed her cheeks, and she drew her power to herself, letting it only span three m
I really want to write my story (I'll call it 'Baby' for future reference)
But I have homework.
I want to start my BexDem.
But I have homework.
I want to spam tumblr.
But I have homework.
I want to fucking finish my homework and find my USB.
But I have homework.
I want to watch HP.
But I have homework.
I want to play Zoo Tycoon.
But I have homework.
UGH
He is my god. I have decided. Lucius Brofoy is too bro to be God anyway.
I've been watching Spirited Season 2 (Henry is that awesome guy in the rocker coat with the guyliner Haku) and he is just AMAZING.
To explain - Henry is a rocker (murdered by someone - I'm not sure, I havent watched the first ones) who lives as a ghost in this apartment (where he used to live). In moves Suzy Darling, a dentist who owns a medallion of Henry which he gave her once on a boat when she was a girl (and he was stoned XD). Somehow she can see all the ghosts. Henry and Suzy fall for each other, except they can't touch because he's a ghost (duh). Suzy moved int
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DFBzZfxkWUg&feature=player_embedded#at=32
This is...
I need...
I just...
*starts crying and looking for Dayco*
EDIT: Here is the meme as well.
Gryffindor:
• [x] You are loud.
• [x] You like going to school to see your friends.
• [x] You've had more than a couple detentions.
• [ ] You always have something to do on the weekends.
• [x] You like to be the center of attention.
• [x] You get above average grades in school.
• [x] You've been called bossy before.
• [ ] You're a bit of a daredevil / you like an adrenaline rush.
• [ ] You are athletic.