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Bobbie
28 August 2013 @ 07:42 pm
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Bobbie
27 August 2013 @ 03:06 pm
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"Why is there a construction crew installing a flagpole on top of the tower?" Steve question Tony as he walked into the main living room.

"Steve!" Tony said in mock outrage. "Captain America can't live in an unpatriotic household! We have to display the flag!"

"Stark, you better stop thinking about it right now." Natasha threatened Tony.

"Thinking about what?" Tony replied a little too innocently.

"If you do it even Dummy won't be safe tomorrow."

Tony snorted inwardly. 'As if! No one can beat my lab's security system. Not even hot, super spy assassin babes.

On the morning of April 4 Natasha's favorite red lingerie was flying from the top of the Avenger's tower.

Dummy was covered in pink glitter, wearing a ridiculous pink hat, and preforming tricks in the SI lobby for dog treats.
 
 
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Bobbie
18 August 2013 @ 08:36 pm
For 100 Drabbles of Summer
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I spotted the exit just as the sun set. Ironic, really, the day was ending just as I was beginning.

I pulled into the parking lot of cheap motel. It smelled funny, and the carpet was stained, but sheets were clean and, most importantly, it was cheap.

I didn't have much cash, but if I was careful it would last until I made it to the city.

That night was the first night in a long time I slept well, uninterrupted by yelling, no breaking beer bottles, no worrying about if I’d still have a home in the morning. Peace.
 
 
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Bobbie
18 August 2013 @ 08:25 pm
For 100 Drabbles of Summer
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My first days at the Academy were a shock. My whole life no one cared what I did or where I was. As long as I was out of the way I was free to do as I pleased.

The Academy was an entirely different world; everything had a time schedule, bells rung every hour to make sure we didn't lose track of time, and adults kept track of our every move.

But while my fellow students complained I didn't mourn the loss of my freedom. Having someone care felt amazing, even if it was because they were paid too.
 
 
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Bobbie
29 July 2013 @ 09:59 pm
For 100 Drabbles of Summer
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Blueberry

When I was living in the wild I preferred to stay at the cave next to the waterfall. It was wet, but there were wild blueberry bushes growing just outside. I’d eat them for every meal if I could. There were summers that my fingers seemed like they’d be stained with their juices permanently, but I never cared. Blueberries are my favorite.

I can’t stay there anymore though. Last fall a bear moved in; farmers drove her from her home. More and more the land is being taken and raped by people who don’t understand how to live with nature.
 
 
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Bobbie
28 July 2013 @ 10:27 pm
For 100 Drabbles of Summer
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Mother

I am Annivale Elaniel. Annivale meaning hidden. Elaniel meaning Elan’s daughter. Elan’s daughter. That name has shadowed me since birth. I am Elan’s daughter. Named for my mother. A bastard. An unlucky girl-child with no father.

It doesn’t matter how good I am or how hard I try I am always Elan’s daughter. The no good spawn of the village whore.

All my life I’ve worked to rid myself of her taint. I save every coin I can get. The hope to someday leave this place, that name, drives me. I take every job I can find. It isn’t much.


Work

The elders see me coming and turn up there noses. I’m an embarrassment who should have been drowned at birth. No one will dare hire me. They’re all too afraid. As if I’ll infect them just from proximity.

I do get some work. There are plenty of travelers passing through our village. They hire me as a guide sometimes. I may not have many marketable skills, but I do know the mountains and forests that surround my hell.

When I start thinking that maybe I should make my living on my back like my mother, I flee to the wilds.


Landscape

The ancient trees, the rocks and dirt that seem alive, the caves and old mines that shelter me, the land whispers her secrets to everyone. Everyone is too loud to hear. I am quiet. I listen. And in return she gives me peace, solitude, and protection.

When I was a child there was an old druid who lived nearby. He took me in, taught to live off the land, showed me how to live with nature, rather than against it.

He passed into the next life just two winters ago. My mother went the next spring. Now I am alone.
 
 
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Bobbie
25 July 2013 @ 02:13 pm
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“I used to admire you. It’s funny how time changes things. Children grow up and suddenly their idols are no longer quite so idealic. The way we perceive reality changes. We start noticing things that we dismissed before. Next thing we know we are seeing a person’s flaws where before we saw only their virtues. It leaves us rather bitter and cold inside. To watch as our heroes fall. Destroyed not from their enemies without, but from within. From the same sins they once denounced. I believe it is the worse thing any child could ever have to suffer through.”
 
 
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Bobbie
24 July 2013 @ 02:19 pm
For 100 Drabbles of Summer
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Luggage

I didn't have much luggage. I didn't have much room for it. Clothes, toiletries, and other necessities were piled into the trunk and backseat, packed like puzzle pieces into every inch of available space.

Other things, my gameboy, a few CDs, my mp3 player, anything that might have a little value was taken to the local pawnshop and sold. I needed as much cash as I could get it. As much as I loved my new old car it sucked gas like a dehydrated man lost in the desert sucked water, every drop that could be found and then some.


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If it couldn't be sold and it wouldn't fit into my car it was donated. I refused to continue living in the mold my parents created for me, and so they refused to help me even the smallest bit. As if that would stop me from going on my adventure. They wouldn't even let me store my stuff in a closet until I could come back for it.

Oh well. That just meant I never had to come back to that hellhole. And besides, the way I saw it, the fewer things that reminded me of that place the better.
 
 
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Bobbie
24 July 2013 @ 02:07 pm
For 100 Drabbles of Summer
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The dead desert hills flew by me as I raced down the freeway. I couldn't see it yet, but I knew there was something waiting for me. Something alive. This was my chance. My time to chase my dreams and nothing was going to hold me back. Not my parents who wanted me to “think rationally” and “get a real job.” Not my friends wanted me to “loosen up.” Not the boys wanted me to settle down and raise their kids like a good Mormon girl. For once in my life I was making my own decisions. I controlled my fate.
 
 
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