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June 4, 2012

Imagine this ♥

In case you're wondering why I'm writing this on my fanfiction/writing blog, it's because I am being creative. :) This was something I was going to publish as a oneshot/thought fic. Whatever. I just kinda realized it is kind of pointless and has no plot. Just ramblings. So it goes in the journal! And not my personal one :P

Every girl has a "dream guy" -the ideal boyfriend/husband/fiancé/whatever you wish him to be. If I were to guess, I'd say that I'm not the only one who's imagined something to the effect of what I'm about to describe.

If you can, try to put yourself in my shoes -to see this from my eyes. Imagine a young man, nineteen years old, about 5'9", brown eyes, thin build, strong arms, perfect jawline. Imagine brown hair, or rather, the lack of hair. His head is shaved. Somewhat of a scruffy look concerning his facial hair, but still sexy. Now imagine a young woman in her early twenties, a good four or so inches shorter than the man. Long, light brown hair pulled back into a loose knot. Green eyes, pale skin. Now imagine this young couple in whatever environment you feel is your "fantasy vacation place." Lying in a bed, under the sheets, wrapped around each other. He'll move his hand from hers and up her arm, to her cheek, and kiss her forehead. He gives her Eskimo kisses. She'll kiss his neck, his cheek, behind his ear, his nose, his lips.

It's been my experience that when a guy is in love, you can see it in his eyes. I can see it in my guy's eyes. This may not be your dream guy or your ideal "fantasy," but it's certainly mine. And for me, it's attainable. ღ I don't think you could possibly understand how amazing it feels to have someone who isn't perfect, but is perfect for me.

Sweetheart, I love you with all that I am. Though I wish I could hold your hand whenever I want, distance means so little, especially in comparison to how you mean so much. The day that my house and my bedroom become our house and our bedroom, will be one of the happiest days of my life. I love my memories of us, and I wish I had things like a lot of pictures or a homemade video of us together. Laughing and happy, the same way we are when we're together. ♥


May 12, 2012

You'll always be mine, I know deep inside, all that's done's forgiven. [I TOLD YOU I'D DO IT!]

So all cliché, silly, terribly written have to start with a character bio first, right?! Oh and I might just make this into multiple journal entries as chapters. ahahaha and I even gave it a title! :u Using a song I enjoy, even (Forgiven, by Within Temptation). ;) Not that I'm making fun of songs as titles (even though most of the stuff I'm writing I hate in fanfiction, song lyrics/titles as story titles do not phase me).

Ahahaha. Let's begin. >:] Just remember I'm not being serious, at all. This isn't how I write :3 I'm doing this for my own entertainment purposes. It's like if you were reading My Immortal, and looked at how horribly written and considered that maybe, possibly, the author was just a troll and in fact much more intelligent and it turns out the story was just a big parody! :v

Quack. (Expect random words. Random Japanese thrown in here and there :) And random anime characters commenting. :3)

Hmm... I can start with a name. I'm going to make this a second person pov story, so... YOU. YOUR NAME! is... uh... um... *gets out list of anime names I've collected over the years with all the names that I liked from different characters* KIMIE! (psh, don't think I just spelled Kimmy weird. It's s'posed to be Japanese-esque, so pronounce it Key-Me-Yay or else!) Kimie Kusunoki.

I, as the narrator, shall be going by the name Kai. Don't question it! It was a silly pen name from when I was 17, you silly goose. Remember I'm being dumb, m'kay? I hate it when authors do most everything I'm about to do! :D

Okie dokie artichokie. Don't make me do a disclaimer statement, okay? Also, YES, I will be doing half of this in... wait for it.... SCRIPT FORMAT! My number one pet peeve in a fanfiction. XD Also, even though I am talking, I am still using "Kai: fjdskapgewoiapgnoeria quackity quack quack quack" for the purpose of not confusing what I say with other schtuff.


Uryu: You're stupid, Kai.
Toshiro: No kidding.
Kai: That doesn't sound like anything the two of you would say. Yay OOC! And awkward dialogue! :3 Pokeo.
Ichigo: What.. the.. fuck...
Kai: See, it's like I'm having a conversation with myself! :D My boyfriend really will think I'm insane now. Ah, too bad. Though he does know I'm slightly crazy already.
Uryu: It's a wonder you have a boyfriend.
Kai: I know, right?! I'm glad I do at least :3
Toshiro: are you going to start this story or not?
Kai: Oh yeah. I forgot. luls. 

So!1!!!!!11one! You. Your name is... wait. What was it again?
Ichigo: Kimie.
Kai: Right. Thank you. :x
Uryu: Notice how all the characters commenting are characters Kai was a crazy fangirl for. -_-
Kai: :D!


Your main interest in this story will be.... *draws a name out of a hat* Sasuke Uchiha!

Ichigo: You don't even like Naruto.
Kai: Fanfiction can make you like any character from any fandom, my dear friend. :P I was totally reading old Sasuke fanfiction.
Ichigo, Toshiro, Uryu:silence Pictures, Images and Photos 

In this story, you are seventeen years old. You look like this:
*Kawaii!!*
But you wear this on missions (you wear the outfit above when you are on your days off), minus the black thing in the hair on the picture. Hair/face still looks like the picture above.

You are very good friends with Sakura and Naruto, who are now dating. In this story, Sasuke was never "taken" by Orochimaru, etc. So you are a Jounin from the Hidden Cloud Village. You move to Konoha after wandering around the land and living in forests and such because you were banned from the Hidden Cloud Village two years ago for certain reasons. You still wear your forehead protector tied around your belt, which is white and has the symbol of the Hidden Cloud Village on the plate.

You have only been living in the village for two days in an apartment complex. You met Sakura and Naruto when you were moving in. Naruto saw you carrying all of your boxes when he and Sakura were on a date and he offered to help so you let him, even though you were clearly strong enough to move it all on your own.

Kyo (from Samurai Deeper Kyo, silly. Not Furuba :3 Though I do love Furuba): WHOA WHOA WHOA. HOLD UP. Are there even apartments in this world...?
Kai: I dunno. Doesn't matter. It's subject to my changes! :D


Teletubby onion head! ^.^
Kyo: Moving on...

It was your day off from "work." The village had recently employed you to protect it due to your powerful fighting skills. You were sitting at the top of the stairs outside your apartment door. You had been sitting outside in the beautiful sunny weather thinking about how peaceful the town was. You stood up from where you were sitting and began to turn back toward the apartment complex to go back inside when you ran into someone and nearly fell backward down the stairs. Fortunately whomever it was caught you in their strong arms. You looked up and saw a handsome, black-haired, young man dressed in a white button up shirt. The top of the shirt was unbuttoned, leaving only a few buttons at the bottom fastened, and his sleeves were rolled up. You could see his washboard abs through the thin fabric of the shirt. The contour of his face and *especially* his collarbone were... amazing.

The man wore a concerned face.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay??? I should have watched what I was doing," he said apologetically, still holding you even though you had steadied your balance.

Your cheeks tinted a slight pink. "Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." You smiled. "My name is Kimie. Kusunoki Kimie. I just moved here. What is your name?"

"Uchiha Sasuke. Nice to meet you, Kimie. I guess we are neighbors now," he said.

"I guess so." You let an awkward silence pass over the two of you. "He's so hotttttt ^3^," you thought to yourself.

/end? maybe?/
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I TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO DO EVERYTHING I HATE. Though I suppose I could have tried harder to... make it suck. o.O
It is nearly 4am. I am going to finish this later. Good night!111!!!

I HAVE AN IDEA! :U

Shocker, right? lol

I was reading today through a bunch of old fanfiction that I absolutely adored when I was 16 (so, four years ago :3), and I was obviously ignoring the continuous plot holes and using my imagination since the writing was kind of.. bad. So I got an idea. :P

I want to write a fanfiction like that again just for the hell of it. I'm not taking it seriously, and I'm not editing anything. I'm just going to type a bunch of nonsense, and leave it at that. XD Not anything would want to read, right? lolololololol It will be romantic, fluffy nonsense, of course. Maybe a continuous short story of sorts. Or a collection of short, horrible oneshots. bahaha :3 Just because I want to reminisce in the ignorance of my youth. I think. lol. I don't know what I'm talking about, really. XD

Read if you like, but I'm not putting it up on FFN or Luna or elsewhere, seeing as I have long since abandoned Quizilla due to my many bad feelings against the site. (too flawed) I may start later today, or within the next few minutes ;) But it will be here, if at all.

April 5, 2012

I was going to make this into a LIY chapter but I don't have the strength to now. *cries* I miss my boyfriend.

Think.
Sit.
Study.
Wait.
Think.
Sit.
Study.
Wait.

What else is there to do in this place?

I don't want to be here. I'd rather be with him.

What do you do when the best thing that ever happened to you lives 684 miles away? When you can barely breathe because your heart is three states away from you? When you're going through pre-med, and despite all of your “friends,” you feel so lonely... because every time you say good bye your heart breaks a little more.

You wait.

Because that's all you can do, and it sucks.