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| Bob Welch 1978 video of 1977 song "Ebony Eyes" is that young girl? Valerie Bertinelli? Take a look - it looks like the young Valerie of near or pre "One Day At A Time". www.youtube.com/watch?v=FnJOsfalS… |
| Yes Gerry that is her!!! WOW I didn't know that before...very interesting!!! Thanks for the info my friend!!! *Hugs* =D |
| Could you please give me feedback on my english short story? Brown tainted clouds spread out uniformly against the dull sky, just as Annabelle snapped out of her unconsciousness. The sudden lack of comforting sunlight, as well as a setting claustrophobic atmosphere made her growingly apprehensive about her situation. Where was she? How did she get there? She wore the façade of a young girl, ebony black hair flailing in the wind. Her eyes however, were that of a person well in their late years – post-mortem wisdom emanated. Glancing around at her surroundings a wave of disillusionment swept over her. She was encircled by a winter-laden forest – not a shade of green to be seen. The dismal nature of the forest was almost like a warning; all the trees were simply trunks with sharp branches protruding out to the sky – fallen warriors that expressed their futility by shouting out to the heavens. As beads of perspiration formed on her forehead, she rose from the cold, damp ground - solicitude now dominating her mind – her white nightgown blowing in the wind. The sudden movement of a lone black crow ahead of her, squawking from high up in a dying tree served as a distraction – not only from the chaos that were her thoughts, but also from the impending storm that was brewing. Fists clenched and hair flowing, she rushed through the forest without a hesitant thought in mind – destination unknown. The Crow’s eyes followed her every move as the lonesome wind brushed past her pale, cold body… In the distance, a lone ray of light had broken through the cloud impediment - radiating down overhead of her. All went quiet, the breeze ceased. Not a sound was to be heard, apart from her running induced heavy breaths. The silence was almost alluring – an invitation to venture deeper within the forest. Annabelle had never been this abashed in her entire life; all these seemingly ritualistic phenomena seemed like a premonition. As morbid thoughts of death, corpses and death crept into her consciousness, she began feeling nauseous. It was not what she knew that she feared, but indeed what she did not know. Venturing on, she reached a clearing, peculiarly illuminated by the single ray of light. A slightly pungent stench drew her attention to a mausoleum situated in the dead centre of the clearing– its metal hinges gleaming due to the sunlight. The crypt was noticeably decrepit and constructed mostly of blackened cement and rusted metal frames – it fit in quite well in the foreground of the dead forest. Annabelle knew she had no choice but to continue - as if by some uncontrollable force she was pulled towards the structure. She had nothing to lose. No memories, no possessions besides the nightgown on her back – no distractions. Annabelle now stood before the crypt, facing a prisonlike barred entrance to the catacombs waiting. As she gripped the icy, rust encrusted handle, the cage-door effortlessly creaked open. Darkness seemed to emanate from within, bringing with it a creeping sense of solitude and desolation. As she entered the crypt, the door immediately slammed shut – the Rubicon had been crossed. Growing increasingly apathetic by the second - a bland presence fell over her. Making her way down the stairs without even a hint of averseness, Annabelle seemed to float – her white nightgown dragging along on the muddy, descending staircase. Around her, the moisture on the moss-covered stone walls condensed and dripped down onto the surrounding steps, causing a resonant echo to ripple out. The stairs now ceased to descend. Annabelle stood before an open, circular chamber with four lit torches spread out symmetrically along the parched walls – her pupils contracted due to the abrupt confrontation with luminosity. The peculiar symmetry of the room was hypnotic, almost ritualistic – a grim wave of ambience set in. Covering the ground were deep indentations following the curvature of the room, the lines which initiated below the torches were all centralised. Instinctively she glided over to the centre of the room where a spherical indentation approximately the size of her fist had been made – she knew what had to be done. Annabelle’s teeth tore into her cadaverous skin; it was as if she had become entranced by a demonic, masochistic alter-ego. As warm blood oozed out of the newly formed lesion on her arm, a bloody grin stretched over her face. Satisfied, she smeared the coagulated blood of her newly formed lesion onto the central indentation. A loud click echoed throughout the chamber. As the crimson stain grew, slowly engulfing her white gown, an elusive opening formed along part of the wall – her shadow drifted across the room approaching the unknown. A macabre aura surrounded the entire vicinity of the newly formed room. Cobwebs and the mephitic remains of wooden planks and human remains veiled the entire room. The meagre light that was made available by the flickering torches in the previous room helped to illuminate the vicinity of the new alcove. Making her way across the room, f |
| Some quick notes as I think of them: -The very first line, the part before the comma, sounds really good. I like your use of assonance (brown, clouds, out), it really adds to the flow of the line and it's a good way to grab your reader's attention. -"Snapped" is a good word to use in that first sentence. It's good, powerful language that gives a clear picture of what's happening. -Great use of language! You're a talented writer. -the sentence, "Glancing around at her surroundings a wave of disillusionment swept over her," needs a comma after the word "surroundings." -Yay! someone who knows how to use semicolons correctly! -I like your metaphor at the end of the first paragraph. -"The sudden movement of a lone black crow ahead of her, squawking from high up in a dying tree served as a distraction – not only from the chaos that were her thoughts, but also from the impending storm that was brewing." You might want to put a comma after the word "tree," and I think it should be "chaos was" instead of "chaos were." -Wonderful imagery! -In the sentence, "The Crow’s eyes followed her every move as the lonesome wind brushed past her pale, cold body…" I think you need a period before the ellipsis because it's the end of a sentence. It would change to "past her pale, cold body. . . ." (the first of the periods is a regular period, the rest is the normal ellipsis). -In the sentence, "All went quiet, the breeze ceased," you could change the comma to a semicolon if you wanted to, but I think how you have it is fine too. -". . . a mausoleum situated in the dead centre of the clearing" Haha, pun? -You use the word "dead" a lot from the line, "Annabelle had never been this abashed in her entire life," to the line, "it fit in quite well in the foreground of the dead forest." I'm not sure if that's intentional or not, but it caught my attention. You might want to use some synonyms in a few places. This is really well written. Keep it up! And good luck on the rest of your story. |
| I'm a young white boy, but I'm only really attracted to black girls? I'm 16 years old, and had a Jamaican girlfriend just over a year ago. I was in love with her, and still am. Ever since that, I only find myself attracted to black women! Not just ones I meet either, I mean my friends are all obsessed with Megan Foxx, but I'm not? I now only like Ciara, Beyonce, Alesha Dixon etc. I also only watch Ebony porn, nothing else turns me on. Why do you think this is, and is there anyone else like me? |
| Hey, that is good your not a narrow minded person like a lot of the people out there these days. So, your good nothing wrong with liking different skin colors I've dated all sorts of girls going from girls in wheel chairs, different skin colors, and size as well people are people no matter what. |
| Hey can you give me some feedback on this poem please? Hi, I wrote some poems a while ago most of you seemed to like and I have been in a poetic mood again recently so i have written a few more, under the same type of title as this, that I would like some feedback on. They aren't as good as the first two because I am a little bit rusty but here it goes: A CLANDESTINE FAIRYTALE: We all know Prince Charming, sweet and sincere, Rides up on his white horse, halts at full rear, We all know Prince Charming, faithful and true, Whispers sweet sonnets, declares he loves you, We all know Prince Charming, blonde and blue-eyed, Shinier treasures no magpie could find, But what if Prince Charming were not at all, What if he were a monster, savage and all? Ripping out the hearts of innocent young maidens, His ebony heart blacker than Satan's, Fiery dragons, wicked step mothers, To evil goblins and evil step brothers, Surely the true male specimen belongs there somewhere? Or maybe our fairy tales are truer than we care? And lovely Prince Charming is not as he seems, Scouting for young girls and haunting their dreams... Thanks for reading and I really don't mind criticism but only constructive please! :) xxx |
| i love it! so true, and so relatable for girls who search for their "prince charming" only to be disappointed. i didn't realize you were only 15, you definitely sound much older and i love your writing! thanks for your input on my poem as well :) EDIT: thanks :) i have another one in my questions section if you want to look! it's also a rough version i wrote last night through my insomnia period, haha |
| Can you list me a list of young celebrities that match these descriptions? I'm just looking for actors that have these qualities (and also have lots of pictures.) You might have heard of the PRIVATE series by KATE BRIAN. Well, I'm looking for celebs that are 16-23 who can portray the following characters: Kiki Rosen-she has blonde hair and in the books, the character likes to dye her bangs different colours, and she always seems to have earphones on. Ivy Slade-in the books she is described as a black-haired beauty who has a really mean mouth Portia Ahronian-if you read the series I am talking about, you might know her description. I do not-I'm assuming she's a brunette? Amberly Carmichael-she is younger and she is blonde (a freshman) Shelby Wordsworth-she has blonde hair Sabine DuLac-she has brown skin and green eyes in the books Also another character is Tiffany Goulborne, she's described as a very stunning girl, with ebony skin. If you know any celebrities that kind of or fully match the descriptions above for one or any number of the characters please tell me the name of the celebrity. Please don't state the obvious ones: Vanessa Hudgens, Ashley Tisdale, Brenda Song, blah blah blah... |
| i love that series of books!!!! one of my favorites. its weird taht you didnt mention the main character reed. i think emma stone would work for her. |
| How do I add humour to this story? Story Plan- Plot- Girls best friend (and neighbour) moves out, odd family moves in, girl uses friend’s old spare key to explore the house while family out, finds door that didn’t used to be there when her friend lived there, finds secret underground library, reads titles, finds out they are witches, befriends son, he tries to teach her the art of sorcery. Ending- (Leads to sequel) Spell goes badly wrong when attempting to open portal, littlest guy of the witch family vanishes into Shadow World (Extra sensory perception/Break in space, time continuum) when trying to open portal. Books indicating they are witches (do not list all at same point in story)- Magyk through the ages, The History of Magyk, Charms and Enchantments, Opening the Portals, Magyk for guys, DIY potion making, the many uses of crystals, The Ultimate-Everything Sorcery Book, The Cauldron cook book Vol. l & Vol. ll, Mastering Magyk, the annotated guide to spells and curses, why does mummy fly? - Answers to calm your young warlock’s worries, collecting crystals- a hobby for eternity, the art of reincarnation, charms and enchantments to leave your mates spellbound! Characters- Main- Aralayah Best Friend- Callie-Anne Aralayah’s Mum- Lilly Aralayah’s Dad- Robert Teacher- Mr Cole Bully- Rosa Witch Mother- Cobweb (known as Matilda when outside home so inconspicuous) Witch Father- Adoeamros (Ross) Twins- Girl- Friday Boy- Thirteen Witch son- Twilight Witch Daughter- Enchantment Pet Tarantula- Webby Character Descriptions- Aralayah- Nick Name- Ari Age- Thirteen Looks- Olive skin, dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, small, slim Personality- Kind, sensitive, adventurous, nosey Lives in- ??? Callie-Anne- Nick Name- Cal Age- thirteen Looks- Small, mousey brown hair, green eyes Lives- moved Rosa- Age- doesn’t matter Looks- perfect. Personality- MEAN, MEAN, MEAN! Aralayah’s Mother- Lilly Age- doesn’t matter Looks- brown hair blue eyes small and round Personality- is one of those people who you can’t lie to, not only because you feel bad, but also because she can TELL. Aralayah’s Father- Robert Age- doesn’t matter Looks- brown hair, portly, red faced green eyes Personality- very strange sense of humour…the ‘no-one-understands-a-thing-you-are-sayi… humour. Mother of Witches- Known as- To family- Cobweb Outside the house- Matilda Age- doesn’t matter Looks- Navy-blue-purple hair to shoulders in crazy tangles, black eyes, beautiful features, tall and slim. Personality- Loving, easy going, caring, sweet, motherly Father of Witches- Adoeamros Or Ross for short Age- doesn’t matter Looks- jagged black hair, black eyes, really pale skin Personality- mysterious, we don’t see much of him as he is always in his study trying to make a potion that will enable people to take any form they want once taken Twins- Girl- Friday- Ebony knee length black hair, deep violet eyes, pale skin Very strange daring and unnerving Boy- Thirteen- Bleach blond shaggy hair, azure eyes, pale skin Very strange sensible Youngest witch boy- Twilight 13 Dark brown lopsided floppy hair, grey eyes, very pale skin, looks like it was rubbed with talcum powder. Playful, striving, stubborn Youngest witch girl- Enchantment 8 Fiery red curls in top notch so they fall in a puff around her head, petite, green – the green you always associate with envy, skin coloured like the cream of old lace- very pale. Powers- only one in family with a natural power- to reflect someone else’s appearance onto herself. Personality- cute. Cute. Cute….did I mention…cute? Pet spider Name- Webby… |
| Enchantment looked around with a big puzzled look to see where she was. She set on a red Vinyl stool, her elbows resting on a long counter. she was setting in a old Chrome and Neon Diner, like out of the 30`s, The floor was covered with black and white checkered tiles, A large shinny old Juke box in the corner was playing a song she had never heard before, a women in a sweet voice was singing " how much is that doggy in the window'' Ruff ruff " the one with the waggly tail". humming along with the song, Enchantment walked, almost dancing over to look out a large glass window. and she was shocked to see that the sky was a deep purple,and the paved parking lot in front of the old Diner was blood red. She turned at the sound of a voice, A funny looking little old man dressed in white cloths wearing a cooks hat that was way too small for his head was looking at her. " I bet you a bottom dollar, that your hunger enough to eat a horse'" he said as he did a little jig tapping his feet on the black and white floor. She said " why yes Sir I am hunger", "but I don`t think I can eat a horse " he motioned for her to sit down on one of the stools in front of the counter. He magically produced a big gold bowl and placed in down in front of her, "This" he told her "was his great 23 bean soup". she studied the bowl of steaming soup, her hunger drove her to pick up a gold spoon and started eating. the door flew open with a bang, she jumped and turned around to see a handsome man with black hair and next to him was a Beautiful Blonde lady dressed in a long silver gown, the man was dressed in a white jump suit with a blue Eagle stitched on the front and he was wearing a large belt buckle almost as big as a football, he nodded at Enchantment and with a big smile said " how are you little darling" the lady said " hi dear" and they went over to a red table, the guy kicked the chrome juke box lightly with his foot. and a song started playing. a man was singing " you ain`t nothing but a hound dog" "just a crying all the time" you ain`t never caught a rabbit and you ain`t no friend of mine". Enchantment looked at the little man and ask him, what was this place? where am I? the little man smiled and said "well dear" this is the world in waiting" "is`nt it a lovely place". She asked him what he meant by World in waiting. he leaned real close and said "well this is where you go into waiting to see what is going to happen to you" " you see dear, this where you come if you hurt yourself, and you die" by accident or any means if you did`nt take care of yourself" he whispered too her see that young man there and the Blonde lady, " that my dear is ELVIS and she is Miss Marlyn Monroe. she thought oh yes her dear Mommy had pictures of them they were famous. the door flew open with a bang a loud bang, she jumped inside and out. she turned to see a small man dress in a black trench coat, wearing a funny looking Little mustache and he stinked to high heaven. he slowly walked back and slid into a rear corner booth. a dark cloud hung over him. she whispered why are these people here. the little man told her that this is where you come if you died by your own hand or did`nt take good care of yourself in the land of the living. see he told her that young man and lady did`nt take good care of their selves they both used drugs and accidentally killed themselves, the dark man there killed himself. she turned and asked who is that dirty man. the little man told her to stay away from that one, he is evil, that my dear his HITLER, she slowly swallowed and said "Hitler the guy that killed millions of men, women and guyren. the little man lowed his face even with hers and looked her in the eyes "Yes" "that is him alright" he told her there was a women who came in with him, but she never comes out of her room. she thought for a minute and ask, "Well !, Why am I hear I`m not dead" am I? the little man told her No! your not dead, and we are going to find out why your here. I know a man here, a good man his name is John Wayne, he will help you out of this mess you got yourself in. mean while back in the land of the living, everyone was searching for her, worried because it would soon be pitch dark, and they would have to wait until morning to look for her again. well, I`ll stop you don`t have to use any of this I was just having fun, I have not wrote anything for years, I loved your story, I don`t think it has too be funny, but I thought maybe this would be a good story line back and forth. your story is good .you keep at it, and don`t you ever give up, OK? you very good BYE, God I had fun useing my old mind, Thanks for letting me play.. I thought it would be neat to have Elvis, miss monroe and John wayne fighting Hitlers dark forces that he had took control over in the land Of Waiting. to get enchantment make to the land of the living, and Elvis, Monroe, and John come with her back tp the land of the living, and they are so surprised the way America has changed, and to learn their all still famous after all these years. and there is a very sad ending with the three having to return to the land of waiting. |
| What do you think of this so far? “There's much to be said about the beauty of darkness, The moon and stars call darkness their home.” ~Kaige~ With the anger inside, I needed somewhere to go to cool down. Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere I could take my mind off of things. My eyes scrutinized the forest around me. The trees were covered in a thick layer of snow and the pond beneath my fingers were frigid. I slipped into a sudden reverie. Flashbacks of the beautiful girl filled my mind blistering. What am I doing here, I thought as I pulled my hand from the water. Someone’s thoughts filled my mind making me even more vexed. It’s not you fault, Amaranths thoughts penetrated my mind. I turned around to see her swaying back in forth in one of the trees. What are you doing here? I thought as she jumped down and walked over toward me. Hunting, she answered. She wrapped her lithe arms around me and I took in her Lilac scent. She wasn’t aware that it had been along time since the last time I hunted. She hurried and pulled away from me when she heard what I was thinking. This can stop, she thought and leaned against the big Acacia tree. I leered at her as if she was my enemy and said, “ You really think that,” I took in the lifeless air around me and kept talking. “ You really believe that she will come back, that she will be here right in my arms now!” I shouted. I’m sorry, she mused and darted back to big mansion. I followed, out running her in such momentum. I was right. She wasn’t going to come back, she was gone. Gone forever. I bolted into the house and walked down the long corridor which led to Cyan’s study. He knew that I was coming, because when I opened the door he was standing at the window facing me. His long black hair dangled over his broad shoulders and his face read nothing but choleric. I walked over toward him swiftly and paid my obeisance to him. His cold hand touched the back and my neck and I felt a sudden ache in my body that I was familiar with. “ How long has it been?” His voice was mellifluous and smooth. I knew the answer exactly. Weeks, months, maybe years, I thought and the pain began to grow stronger. “ I don’t know,” I lied. I could tell he knew the veracity of the matter. He pushed me against the wall making me lose my equilibrium. I was too infirm to fight back because of the lack of blood. “ Maybe I should just kill you myself, if that’s what you want. Since you won’t feed anymore, because of that human girl!” He began vociferating loudly. “ Yeah, maybe you can do that! You can take this curse that I have away from me and I won’t suffer any damn longer!” “ Curse is what you call it. A damn curse, this is your life. You have to live with this for the rest of your life, or should I even mention life. Life is for humans, Kaige. Do you want to rot in a sarcophagus or do you want to sleep in one and wake up and smell the delightful blood of the world. Its your choice. You want to choose to hunt or to perish inside?” He said and helped me up. I knew that I needed to hunt and I knew that if I did I would feel much better. “ How do I forget about this all? How do I forget about her?” I asked and leaned against the wall. He smiled and his voice began to fill the room. “ For 300 hundred years I felt what you felt, I felt that pain inside.” He said and walked over to a painting of a beautiful young girl. She had brown, ebony curls and her cheeks glowed with a tint of cherry pink. Her eyes were cerulean and azure. She’s so beautiful, I thought and smiled. “ Her name is Isabel, my mortal love. I was a new born when I met her. Her blood was so saccharine and all I thought was that she was so beautiful, I didn’t realize that such beauty could exist until I saw her.” His smile sadden. “ I killed her, I couldn’t bare the smell of her blood. I had that guilt you feel now.” he said and walked over toward me. “ I should have listened to you, I should have remain hidden to the mortals, but its too late.” I said in a low voice. “ Your a murderer, don’t always listen to what I say, sometimes I may be wrong. Now you must leave, I have work to do.” He said and sat behind the large wooden desk. I bowed down to him and walked out into the dark halls filled with my family of vampires. |
| Totally Rad... but put a little "sexual seduction" in it. wait how old are u? lol... |
| I need an idea for my story? Here's what i have so far, “There's much to be said about the beauty of darkness, The moon and stars call darkness their home.” ~Kaige~ With the anger inside, I needed somewhere to go to cool down. Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere I could take my mind off of things. My eyes scrutinized the forest around me. The trees were covered in a thick layer of snow and the pond beneath my fingers were frigid. I slipped into a sudden reverie. Flashbacks of the beautiful girl filled my mind blistering. What am I doing here, I thought as I pulled my hand from the water. Someone’s thoughts filled my mind making me even more vexed. It’s not you fault, Amaranths thoughts penetrated my mind. I turned around to see her swaying back in forth in one of the trees. What are you doing here? I thought as she jumped down and walked over toward me. Hunting, she answered. She wrapped her lithe arms around me and I took in her Lilac scent. She wasn’t aware that it had been along time since the last time I hunted. She hurried and pulled away from me when she heard what I was thinking. This can stop, she thought and leaned against the big Acacia tree. I leered at her as if she was my enemy and said, “ You really think that,” I took in the lifeless air around me and kept talking. “ You really believe that she will come back, that she will be here right in my arms now!” I shouted. I’m sorry, she mused and darted back to big mansion. I followed, out running her in such momentum. I was right. She wasn’t going to come back, she was gone. Gone forever. I bolted into the house and walked down the long corridor which led to Cyan’s study. He knew that I was coming, because when I opened the door he was standing at the window facing me. His long black hair dangled over his broad shoulders and his face read nothing but choleric. I walked over toward him swiftly and paid my obeisance to him. His cold hand touched the back and my neck and I felt a sudden ache in my body that I was familiar with. “ How long has it been?” His voice was mellifluous and smooth. I knew the answer exactly. Weeks, months, maybe years, I thought and the pain began to grow stronger. “ I don’t know,” I lied. I could tell he knew the veracity of the matter. He pushed me against the wall making me lose my equilibrium. I was too infirm to fight back because of the lack of blood. “ Maybe I should just kill you myself, if that’s what you want. Since you won’t feed anymore, because of that human girl!” He began vociferating loudly. “ Yeah, maybe you can do that! You can take this curse that I have away from me and I won’t suffer any damn longer!” “ Curse is what you call it. A damn curse, this is your life. You have to live with this for the rest of your life, or should I even mention life. Life is for humans, Kaige. Do you want to rot in a sarcophagus or do you want to sleep in one and wake up and smell the delightful blood of the world. Its your choice. You want to choose to hunt or to perish inside?” He said and helped me up. I knew that I needed to hunt and I knew that if I did I would feel much better. “ How do I forget about this all? How do I forget about her?” I asked and leaned against the wall. He smiled and his voice began to fill the room. “ For 300 hundred years I felt what you felt, I felt that pain inside.” He said and walked over to a painting of a beautiful young girl. She had brown, ebony curls and her cheeks glowed with a tint of cherry pink. Her eyes were cerulean and azure. She’s so beautiful, I thought and smiled. “ Her name is Isabel, my mortal love. I was a new born when I met her. Her blood was so saccharine and all I thought was that she was so beautiful, I didn’t realize that such beauty could exist until I saw her.” His smile sadden. “ I killed her, I couldn’t bare the smell of her blood. I had that guilt you feel now.” he said and walked over toward me. “ I should have listened to you, I should have remain hidden to the mortals, but its too late.” I said in a low voice. “ Your a murderer, don’t always listen to what I say, sometimes I may be wrong. Now you must leave, I have work to do.” He said and sat down behind the large wooden desk. I bowed down to him and walked out into the dark halls filled with my family of vampires. “ Do you want a drink?” Amaranth said and handed me a wineglass filled with blood. I smiled and took the glass. I drunk it down thirstily and a flow of sensation went through my body. “ Kaige, is now back.” She smiled and handed me another. She was now wearing a satin gown with a close-fitted bodice. She was beautiful, but not quite my type. “ Want some more,” she asked and grabbed my hand. I followed her up the broad staircase and to her boudoir. She sat down on the ebony bed and laid back against the red canopy and I walked over toward her in temptation. I pulled her body toward mine and traced my lips up her neck. Her skin burned like winter fire under mine, my teeth p |
| Your writing is fair to midland. The story line has been done a million times before (Twilight, anyone?) and I think we're all a little tired of it. You need to edit, edit, edit. You have a lot of spelling errors, grammatical errors, punctuation problems, and horrible sentence structure. If you want people to read your story for what it's worth, make sure you do them the courtesy of editing it a thousand times before you post it. Good luck. |
| Question about what to expect from cashier after I slipped her phone number? I gave this girl my number, fine young ebony chick with a nice little caboose. Now, I really don't know her, I mean, not personally. I just see her when I go in the restaurant sometimes. However, I know she is single because I heard some co-worker asking her how is single life treating you. Okay, I didn't say one word, other than pay for my food, I then slipped her my number. She said hold on a second and wrote her number down and gave it to me and I have it. I just sent her a text and she texted me back saying she got my text and will text me when she gets off work. My question is this, can I safely assume she knows I want sex? The reason I am asking is because I don't want a relationship with her, I mean not a traditional one. I am busy working most of the time and really just like to live alone for the most part. I just don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. Truthfully, I didn't expect a response out of her, I just winged it and now that it looks like I am going to meet up with her, I don't want to mislead her to have sex with her, that I can't do. I do have a concious. |
| You should be up front with her about it and maybe it will pay off. Good-luck and hope this helps!! =] |
| For Harry Potter Fans? Please read this and give me some constructive criticism, i really need it!!! i'm writing this fanfiction (in the marauders era, so it's with Sirius and the gang) and I have just gone through and revised my main girls atributes i'll give you a summary and a list of characteristics for the main girl most helpful answer gets 10 points!!!! all good answers will get thumbs up the basic storyline is a girl comes into the school late, it's like the fourth of fifth year, because she was muggle-born into a family that wanted a boy and were terified that she was a witch(they thought girls were wicked creatures) anyway, this girl gets a letter every year and accepting her into hogwarts but her parents always said no, this year she convnced them to let her go, they would be rid of her for a whole year so she goes and talks to Dumbledore and convinces him to let her come to the school as a boy, because she's totally convinced that everyone would like her better if she were a boy (everyone in her family wished she was a boy so when she was a young girl she decided to dress and act like a boy to please them, or try to please them) also, the only reason Dumbledore let her act as a boy was because 1 all her life it was pounded into her head that she was worthless as a girl and since it was her family saying those things he knew it would be hard to convince her otherwise 2 because the marauders were already full of secrets and he was interested to see what would happen 9he knew they would all get along because they all knew what it was like to have secrets so she gets put in the dorm with Sirius and the gang and they grudgingly become friends then one night Sirius and Lupin are going up to the dorms and find the girl changing (they quickly walk out, she doesn't know) afterwords Sirius kinda "hints" at knowing her secret and sorta taunts her, then he does the whole "gay" thing that he does with Remus, but it's not weird because he knows she is actually a girl (sorry if this is really confusing) but eventually they end up together and....this is another blank; again, any suggestions? okay so this is the girls personality and make-up physical: - short, maybe 5ft 3in-ish - slight build - brown eyes (i'm still not sure about that) - shortly cropped hair, basic "boy cut", shiny, a chestnut brown - either ivory or golden skin tone with a rosey tint - face shape is undetermined - small nose - small mouth - almond shaped eyes - dark, long lashes I want her to have a subtle beauty, so if there's anything you think i should change please say so!! personality: - persaveres, she still acts like a boy even though her family treats her the same, works hard in her classes - agile, learns to play quiditch, probably a chaser - wants to make people happy (she is pretending to be a guy isn't she) - never fit in with the girls anyway - confident at times, but not always - judges situations logicly before emotionaly - sweet, in a boyish way - understanding - generaly shy, but can be outgoing if the situation arises - cares about how other feel, but can be blunt at times - insecure - doesn't care about looks - protective of her friends - doesn't judge - patient, usually - trusting, hopeful - forgiving - not easily angered - sarcastic -easy to talk to - mischivous -creative basicly, i want her to come off as a good person, but also as someone who likes change and enjoys it when things are shaken up other: likes-? dislikes-people that are mean to her friends loves-her friends, fall, flowers(i'm thinking roses, any other suggestions?), rain favorite food-? favorite animal-deer, dog, other? animal-either an ebony colored owl, or an orange cat know of additional atributes? please comment!! partronus: deer-gentle, caring, and kind dragonfly-illusion, transcendence lion-power of feminine energy porcupine-innocence, companionship, trust swan-grace, balance, innocence but which one? and finally, what should the girl be named? origionaly, i had chosen the name dominic for the boy name, and dominique for the real name, Dom as the nickname but i'm just not sure if that fits anymore i feel like Dominic should be tan, ruggedly hansome, black haired and green eyed but i don't know, i guess it's dominique that i'm mostly against, it just doesn't sound...harry potter-ish enough ALSO: Is she too mary-sue? how can i fix it? please feel free to coment on anything and everything writen here, not only the stuff with question marks or parenthesis, if you think it should be changed please say so!!!! i really need the input leave a nickname or a fanfiction user name at the bottom or your comment if you want to be acnowledged when i post the story!!! if you have any more comments later or want more info please email me at mrsjacobblack2298@yahoo.com or hdpandalove |
| okay first i think she sounds amazing and very unique. I like that her boys name is Dominic & I think the Dominique sounds like a strong girls name. If you pick roses as her favorite flowers you should pick a specific color and since shes very unique I think you should pick a unique flower color (maybe something very dark, black or dark blue. maybe even a light blue.) not something normal (white, yellow, pink, red). I love the dragon fly patronus that's something else not many people would have. If you give her brown eyes you should make them special in some way like golden brown or dark brown with a gold sunburst effect around the pupils. I cant really help you with the story line much I would need to read what you have wrote so far to really help. What site are you writting on and what is your name? mines Padfoot Prongs Moony38 You can find me on harrypotterfanfiction.com same name on mugglenet too. |