Sparks

There is something I'm fighting towards. I do not know what it is. But I know that one day it will become clear. Until then, killers beware. You will pay your debt. Anti-Heroine Original Character Exists primarily within the DC Universe but will also dabble in the Marvel universe if persuaded. Face Claim: Karen Gillan

[raggedymanandtheponds]

[withasinglespark]

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.

Emily Dickinson

[all-about-karen-gillan]

[withasinglespark]

The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

[profundomaris]

[withasinglespark]

For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fiber of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver.

Virginia Woolf, Orlando 

[mutinous-sass-monster-deactivat]

[withasinglespark]

Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke.

F. Scott Fitzgerald 

[thefandomknight]

[withasinglespark]

People love a happy ending. So every episode, I will explain once again that I don't like people. And then Mal will shoot someone. Someone we like. And their puppy.

Joss Whedon

[crazyfunnyrandom]

Untitled auf We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/70653383/via/timberlakefan

[withasinglespark]

You must write every single day of your life... You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads... may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.

Ray Bradbury

[poulainthetardis]

[withasinglespark]

Yoga in the Park | Open

[destroyer-of-krypton-blog]

Smirking he quickly flew towards the correct coordinates. Landing he quickly changed into his more Human appearance, “after you” he said slowly allowing her to open the door, as she entered he slowly sat on her couch and stared up at her “there cant be many men like me on this world, so tell me, anyone who can do what I do is probably the man I seek” he said smirking. “If you answer you will only die…..maybe in the invasion. The choice is yours whether you live or die.” He looked around the small Human apartment “homely….” he said slowly.

He looked back towards her and smirked “well I find your powers very very interesting” he said cracking his knuckles and giving his best smile he knew she was afraid, she had every right to be. So he slowly stood up and nodded “look I wont kill you ok”

[withasinglespark]

The cool night air rushed against Julia's face as they flew through the air towards her apartment. The smoke from the park fire she had unintentionally started was now behind them, police and firetruck sirens beginning to erupt. When they reached the apartment building Tyrell finally brought them back onto the ground. Julia was quick to wiggle out his grip, watching as his appearance changed back to the human one he had used back in the park. 

She led Tyrell into the apartment building and up to the top floor. She opened the door for him and entered first. Yet the alien walked right by her and took a seat upon her couch. Julia shut the door behind her. Lovely, her soon to be murderer was making himself right at home in her apartment. 

"I fail to see this choice I have," Julia replied, unable to withhold the sharp anger in her voice. She had only just begun this hero game and now she was most likely going to die by this alien's hand. "If I don't talk, you'll kill me. If I do talk, you'll kill me. Look, the only person I know who isn't human is Superman. He flies around, is super strong, has lasers shooting out of his eyes and saves people. I don't know of any other aliens." 

She shivered a bit as Tyrell cracked his knuckles. Julia watched as Tyrell stood back up. "Oh, and I'm supposed to believe that? So far all you've been talking about is how you're going to kill me. And now all of the sudden you aren't? I don't know anything about my powers. The flames come and go as they please."

[withasinglespark]

Attempting the Hunt (worlds-finest-team)

[gothamssaviors-archive-blog]

Alfred walked in just as Julia climbed out of bed, “Master Bruce said you would need clothes so he sent me into town this morning.” he told her, “He also told me to instruct you on how to make your bed in the morning.”

The butler set the clothes neatly on the bed and turned to walk out, “Also Master Bruce will be home this evening for another round of training… I do hope you’re prepared.” he said quietly, “And don’t let yourself get too attached to him.. But he can explain about that if he so chooses, it’s not my place to comment, I’ll come back in once you’re dressed.”

The butler stepped out, leaving her alone to dress before he would show her how to make the bed.

That evening Alfred filled a returning Bruce Wayne in on Julia’s activities and Bruce nodded, “Julia!” he called, “I hope you’re ready for tonight’s training, Alfred tells me it took a few tries but you made the bed just fine, good, He’ll continue training you in other house chores so your cover as a member of my staff is secure, and then by night you’ll train with me.”

[withasinglespark]

The door to her bedroom opened. Alfred walked in carrying neatly folded clothes in his hands. Julia looked over at the messy bed. The disheveled bed sheets seemed perfectly normal to her. She didn't spend time every morning making her bed. She usually just got up out of bed and went about her day.  But this was going to be the start of a new life now. 

She watched as Alfred came to set the clothes down upon the bed. "You mean prepared to get my ass kicked? I'm prepared as I'll ever be." His comment about not becoming attached to Bruce caused Julia's brow to furrow a bit in confusion. Clearly there was something she didn't know about Bruce Wayne...which was saying something since she now knew one of Bruce's biggest secrets. 

Once Alfred stepped out Julia stripped out of her old clothes and got dressed in her new clothes. Dressed in a dark brown shirt, clean pair of jeans and sneakers Julia placed all her new clothes into the bureau and gathered her old clothes into a pile. She then brushed her teeth and ran a brush through her knotted hair. By the time she was finished Alfred had walked back into her bedroom and began demonstrating how her bed should be made every morning. It took Julia a few tries to get it right, with Alfred correcting her along the way. 

The rest of the day was spent following Alfred's orders and learning about taking care of the huge Wayne mansion. When evening fell Julia returned to her room to change out of her day clothes and into a grey tee-shirt and a pair of black sweat pants. Upon hearing Bruce calling her, Julia left the bedroom and made her way over to Bruce. 

"There was no way I was going to let a bed kick my ass," Julia replied. "I'm ready for tonight's training. What's first on your training list?" 

[withasinglespark]

I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of.

Joss Whedon

[withasinglespark]

I apologize for not being active the past few days. Schoolwork and regular work ate up all my free time and a lot of my sanity and creative writing juices. But now that a bulk of that is over I have returned and responded to all the threads that were waiting for me in my activity box. If I missed you like this post so I can hunt that thread down! Otherwise, have a nice day!