Friday, February 4, 2011

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Title: La ville d'amour
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Characters: Chuck / Blair
Warnings: No
Summary: Blair Waldorf left the skyscrapers of New York to move for two months to rococo Paris. What ever would have thought is that cultural change would not apply to his heart, a big part of it was on the Upper East Side, leaving the princess in European lands.
Words: 812
Notes: very late Christmas gift for [info] biweasley . It was not so thelove. And she just could not appreciate the city itself (despite trying to remember anything three years).
Finally after years of nostalgia and then stained yellow pages in his diaries, Blair Waldorf left the skyscrapers of New York for two months to travel to Paris rococo. What ever would have thought is that cultural change would not apply to his heart, a big part of it was on the Upper East Side, leaving the princess in European lands.
I was really stupid and pathetic. He had not discussed with anyone, but feared it was evident. His obsession with knowing every corner of the city had far outstripped the limits of the tourist fascination, but what else could I do? Already feeling empty in the place you always wanted to go was worthy of shame, however, that that Blair Waldorf was looking for a traitor and sickly man was downright outrageous.
sometimes wished that everything was much simpler, as when he wrote in a notebook and could start as many pages like he had not liked the print, or perhaps as a message text, each letter is erased with s & amp; oacute; as a button. The fact already have set foot on the plane already planned your summer was a powerful reason in itself to burn the book and write a new and improved his life story. But no. Like everything about that character, the villain of his story, everything is out of its parameters and determination does nothing to erase more than three days of his head.
thoughts concerning it generally would come loaded with rage and bitterness. Never have I felt a similar pain, especially the growing guilt over their shoulders. His image small, brown hair, and petite lime notZaba with the prototype of popularity and success of their world was nothing compared with the image of the idiot who was duped. Everything in it was a hyperbole: high insecurity, finding a lot of power, overwhelming intelligence, strong personality, and love when someone managed to gain their trust. He had taken advantage of this and became a person who represented the worst of human beings: blindness. A person who would do anything for the other, and could not live without it. Such people were able to kill themselves in order to satisfy the other. She hated herself for having allowed him to come closerface your life to the point of entering it and disrupt his thinking.

The others had been less frequent, but lately mingled with guilt and anger, forcing her to hide his tears behind his sunglasses Channel. I felt sadness and nostalgia for what had been the happy moments, and great concern about the absence of the protagonist of all this emotional mess caused havoc with his stay in Paris.

But she was strong. They would make the typical mask to hide. Every day was easier to use, feeling that most of the time viv & iacute; to the fantasy of every girl in one of the most beautiful cities of the old continent, while only rarely salĂ­aa afloat the past he had left the skyscrapers of New York .


Paris, la ville d'amour.


Between castles, carriages, small cafes and college sweethearts, and the lights of the most important monuments of Paris, Blair knew that New York should be reunited with that girl still loved Chuck Bass.

This was hardly the story that he had imagined to come to France with Serena. Not to menthe fairy tale I dreamed since he was three years old.

Monday, January 31, 2011

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Title: Reminiscence of a killer
Fandom:
NCIS Characters: Ziva David Ari
Haswari Warnings: No
Summary: The whistle of the bullet grazing his ears, the Mu , muscles of neck pain by contracting with the suddenness of the movement, exciting taste of adrenaline in your mouth and eyes lifeless watching Ari from the corner.
Words: 504
Notes: Located in episode 5x16: Recoil. Upon returning to see this episode, I kept thinking about the behavior of Ziva and finally I realized the essential elements of the opening scenewith such intensity that his eyes watered and lowered his head, feeling suddenly that was too heavy and could never lift it, with the former pride of David written on his forehead.
After so many years, Ari finally it was retaliating for what happened.
was not the psychopath who had shot him, but his brother. He pressed the trigger, knowing that she would move her head. He looked into her eyes, not like her, who threw that infamous shot from the corner of Gibbs's basement, without giving any opportunity to escape as she had done.
Without

Friday, January 28, 2011

The Common Cold More Condition_symptoms

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Monday, January 17, 2011

Regan Mcneight Ellensburg Wa The Greatest good [one-shot]

Title: The greatest good
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Emily Bennett
Warning/Spoilers: If you have seen season 1 up to episode 1.20, none spoilers.
Word Count: 1.369
Summary: Without the blindfold she herself had put on, fascinated by this new importance of her, she realized what was happening: hell was rising in Mystic Falls.
A/N: Written for [info] thewitchgoddess ’ Weekly Prompt Challenge: “The true hardships of being a Bennett witch.” I want to thank my wonderful and amazing beta CHT MLXC [info] champagnescene . Without her I Could not Have events publish this one-shot.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to LJ Smith / The CW

Had not ever seen one Emily as a girl-as just a single person That Could Do More Than Following orders and Accepting the Thought of Others That she Did not matter at all. Even If She Knew She Had an incredible power running-through her veins making her So Much Better Than All of masters, It Was not Something to be happy for. Inside her dark little bedroom and she Could Make Every object float around her, set on fire and I doll Then, playing with the ashes, She Would Have the doll as if never was victim of the flames. Outside though, she was one of the maids. Nothing magical or different or worthy of admire about her.

When Katherine appeared in her life, looking at her from her bare and dirty feet to her messy hair, making her feel aware of the difference between them from the first time since she was a little girl, everything changed.

“You are very beautiful” she said, fixing her eyes on her face. There was something intense in them that reminded her the disturbing image of a predator studying cautiously its prey. “Almost as if it were something magical about you”.

It was fun in the beginning; having a purpose and feeling the importance of protecting somebody. She started to feee, he didn’t have a word about this new change in his life. With the ring in her fingers, Emily did what she was asked for, but she could feel her heart beating rapidly against her ribs. She hadn’t felt that angry and powerless since her mother slapped her in the face when she was five or six years old. “Nobody has to know about you –us!” she had said, “The Bennett family is one full of servants. Better be one than die executed as some of us did back in Salem.” She had been trembling, and Emily was sure it wasn’t for the horrid images of witches’ corpses hanging in some European village. Her body was trembling with rage, because she could do nothing to change this. She was, again, a simple and unimportant maid. Without the blindfold

Had she put on herself, Fascinated by this new Importance of her, she Realized What Was Happening: hell WAS rising in Mystic Falls. Kids found dead Were Without Any logical reason, more people Were Attacked in the woods at the middle of the night, women prayer to God for salvation and life for unborn Their Children and grandchildren. And They, the vampires, Were walking as if This Was Their kingdom and They Could Do Anything As They pleased. She Was One of Them, Thought she feeling nauseated. She Had Been Them helping to kill, rape, and play with people-as if They Were Humans puppets. Emily
Knew her place. She Was a mere servant and a human, she Could not do anything to Confront the vampires or Katherin