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Scorpius (Part One of A Harry Potter FanFiction) by ElephantsElephants, literature

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Scorpius (Part One of A Harry Potter FanFiction)

Scorpius had heard of the Room of Requirement. His father had told him many fascinating stories about the extraordinary room. He never thought he would stand on that floor, though. He never thought the Room of Requirement would be the place he came when James and the others taunted him. He never thought that the Room of Requirement would be the place he would come to get away from everything. He never thought that the Room of Requirement would be one and only asylum at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. &#

Get A Clue by ElephantsElephants, literature

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Get A Clue

I move up, Five spaces exactly. Green looks at me suspiciously. Mustard stands close, de-linting his coat sleeve. I feel the heart in my chest pounding, pounding with great force. Peacock sneaks up behind me, "My money is on White," she says, picking at her painted nails. I gulp. "How about you?" she asks, not taking her eyes off of her decorated claws. "Um," is all that makes it out of my mouth. The back of my neck drips with perspiration onto my garnet coloured dress. She smiles at me. A wicked smile that freezes the sweat pooled under my dark hair. "Last night is a bit of a blur, isn't it Miss Scarlet?" I

Author Profile by ElephantsElephants, literature

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Author Profile

1.Are you new to beta reading? I have beta read before, but I have never had a beta reader. 2. Your age (optional): I'm older, and a lot of my work may have mature content. 3. Genre(s) – Please be specific to pieces you want beta read: The one I am writing now is a YA novel. 4. Rating: G, PG, PG-13, R, or MA? PG-13. 5. Warnings: It may have some racy content and some swears. 6. What's your writing skill level? Between advanced and intermediate. 7. How serious are you about your writing? Writing is pretty much my life.. Soooo, yeah. 8. What writing aspects are you trying to improve? Probably my organization. It just takes

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Beta Reader Profile

1. Are you new to beta reading? No, I am not. 2. Your age (optional): I am mature enough, and I do not mind mature content. 3. How many authors would you like to beta read? One at a time would be nice. Probably a maximum of two. 4. Genre(s) – Please be specific: I write romance, mystery, horror, YA, and a lot more, so, that's generally what I would like to read. 5. What won't you beta? Politics makes me yawn, and I don't really enjoy fantasy/sci-fi novels. I also won't beta read fanfiction. 6. What's your writing skill level? I've been writing for a while, so I guess I would consider my self between intermediate and advanced.

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we will be okay

and one day We will be okay one day Our blood won’t bleed so red so thick soon the comforter won’t seem too heavy, cementing Us to Our mattresses— the pillow will absorb Our dreams not just Our tears We will stand: hands by our side, heads held so high We can kiss the clouds, We can catch the planes Our smiles will grow so wide that the sun the moon and all those stars will smile back, dismissing the fear of blue skies of starry nights We will breathe, and We will breathe at the pace the universe intended Us to and above all, one day, when We are asked how We are how We’re doing We will respond —in uniso

a poet's defense mechanism by pages-of-poems, literature

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a poet's defense mechanism

it hurt yes but I am a writer, a poet, and you haven’t felt pain ’til you’ve been attacked by my verses. oh honey you haven’t bled ’til you’ve been surrounded by my nouns pulling back their arrows. my adjectives wield their swords; the silver glistening, reflecting off their wide grins. my verbs, oh my verbs have their revolvers at the ready. their fingers resting on the triggers. it hurt yes— but I am a writer, and my words my verses my poems will act as my shield until the blood’s been cleaned, until the hurting stops, until my nouns my adjectives my verbs can put down their weapons an

coffee. by pages-of-poems, literature

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coffee.

sure. let's get coffee. let me place my heart in your scalding espresso— let me watch you burn your tongue on the blood pouring from my damaged arteries. okay. let’s get coffee. let’s get coffee even though we shouldn’t. let’s get coffee even if my hands are shaking— my hands are shaking, and it’s not the caffeine. yes, let’s get coffee. Even if I have to hide my hands under the table. sure. let’s get coffee. Because it will unravel my stitches rip off my bandaids and I will crumble like the coffee cake on your plate and I will fall— again— into you.

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flood.

when the rain came the pollen never stood a chance because once the rain came the rain didn’t leave. when the rain came the seeds only had dark shadows and turbulent nights— when the rain came the unborn flower buds drowned in their own satiation— stems withered before they knew how to grow and so the flowers— the flowers that won’t know how to bloom— those flowers lay dying amongst their roots. those flowers cry with the sky but even their tears will stop before the rain.

one night. by pages-of-poems, literature

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one night.

dear god, let me dream of someone else tonight. let me shut my eyes and see unfamiliar faces hear unfamiliar voices smile along with unfamiliar smiles. let them tread on the crooked bricks the overgrown weeds of my subconscious— let them feel the breeze my mind made when running too fast. dear god, with these new people whispering to me from my pillow can you build a wall? a wall so high he can’t break in again. line the cement in sparkling wires if you have to. build a barricade that the strongest of armies can’t knock down— because oh— he’ll bring them. but god you have to hold on for me. build a w

sparks by pages-of-poems, literature

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sparks

he held out his hand and she let her own fall into his— into the heat into the promise that came with the gesture and she stood— shoulders back— letting the fabric of her scarlet gown float just above her toes he turned; she followed dodging the sparks that his footsteps made he stopped in the middle of the finished floor in the middle of the couples twirling around them and then they danced; they danced until her feet blistered until her skirt grew dizzy they danced and everyone watched as the pair spun as her gown tangled itself in his inferno they watched until the music stopped until the girl’s posture fa

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and baby oh baby

but what if we hadn't cracked what if our delicate frame hadn’t crashed to the floor, shattering glass sending photographs — snapshots of smiles, of kisses — into the air and what if we hadn’t burned what if we had avoided the matches, hadn’t lit the candles what if we hadn’t drowned hadn’t pulled each other in by the ankles what if we hadn’t held our breath for too long but baby I’m forgetting we were already broken we began with glass imprinted in our skin we were already charred, turned to ash, our smiles always faltered beneath the flare oh baby we started with our head

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A Beautiful Moment by ElephantsElephants, literature

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A Beautiful Moment

"You're beautiful." "You're blind." "You're stunning." "You're lying." "You're my everything." "You're stupid." "You're amazing." No response. "You're fantastic." No response. "You're incredible." No response. "You're marvelous." No response. "You're magnificent." No response. "You're wonderful." "Shut up." "You're unbelievable." No response. "You're extraordinary." No response. "You're phenomenal." No response. "You're breathtaking." No response. "You're remarkable." No response. "You're sensational." No response. "You're stupendous." No response. "You're spectacular." No response. "You're fabulous." No res

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ElephantsElephants

Apr 19, 2016

New Account

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Hi, guys! I left dA forever ago because well... life got in the way, as it does. I decided to make a new account dedicated to my poetry, so go give that a looksy. That's where I'll be from now on. Lots of love to all those who haven't forgotten me. http://pages-of-poems.deviantart.com

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ElephantsElephants

Aug 8, 2012

Update on Life

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Okay, so I've been pretty busy lately. I recently went to Florida, which was amazing! Disneyworld was fantastic, and as it was my birthday during our trip, my parents surprised me with One Direction tickets, and it was the the best night of my life. They were even better than I could have possibly imagined.  I've also been doing an internship with my writing workshops, and it's been a great experience. I love working with kids, and they're all really amazing.  And I've been writing A LOT. My novel's going pretty good. A lot of research is involved, and it's seriously exciting learning about a whole different time period. It's so fascinati

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ElephantsElephants

Jul 22, 2012

Deactivation..???

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I don't know... It all seems so pointless..

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Jun 30, 2013

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