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Scar, book cover

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Scar, the soundtrack


(notes, the screencap belongs to justlook 3, the font was used with permission by a user who's name I am blanking on, the link to the soundtrack is below.)

http://8tracks.com/browneyesparker/scar-the-soundtrack

Big Bang - Being Alive

Act IX - Being Alive
Author: browneyesparker
Artist: kathiann
Link to art: http://kathiann.livejournal.com/41091.html
Word Count: 1,034
Rating: K+ for some light swearing.
Summary: For the first time in a decade, he was completely aware of being alive.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except for two versions "Being Alive".
Notes: 1. Given the season finale of the Mentalist, this is officially an AU. 2. This whole story was written to Neil Patrick Harris's version of Being Alive (which is not one of the two versions I own), I kind of kept the replay button busy while I wrote this. 3. This is part of my one-shot series, "Love Scenes" but I did not write this before I signed up for it and it can be read as a stand-alone. 4. There is some light swearing, which I do not usually use in my stories but it fit the story and so, there you have it. I put it in.

[Being Alive]He had spent over a decade being alone. It had become comfortable, to push people away, to pretend that he didn’t give a damn about anything or anybody, to wrap himself up in a bubble where nobody could ever hurt him again.

Then he met her. She was living proof of the age-old adage that good things came in small packages. A petite firecracker wrapped up in good intentions and a warm heart, she was a dizzying temptation to remember what it felt like to love somebody again. But there were times that he looked at her and all he could see were bloody corpses and dozens of multi-colored pills, chased by a bottle of cheap alcohol. So, he kept her at arm’s length and talked himself into believing the only thing between them was friendship. Even when it was glaringly obvious to everybody else around them that they were much more than friends.

He was okay with the status quo, even though he did spend the better part of two years pining away for her and writing her long, soppy love letters. He was still okay with pretending that he didn’t love her, to pretend that he was still a shell of man. . . soulless and dead to most human emotions. He didn’t believe that he deserved her. She was a saint and he was a sinner. She was an angel and he the badman. Everything he touched got ruined; he had already wrecked her a long time ago.

But mostly, he was still afraid that his heart would be broken again. That they would fall head-over-heels into stupid, crazy love and that he would lose her just like he’d lost his wife.

He didn’t think he could handle another broken heart. Not in this lifetime and maybe not in the next one either.

He just didn’t count on her ever meeting somebody else. He hadn’t counted on her going away. And suddenly everything he had been running away from came careening at him like a car that had lost all control. He had to face his feelings head-on or be in danger of the broken heart that he had been desperately trying to avoid.

But he couldn’t find the words, didn’t want to run her life like she had accused him of doing during their second reunion. So, he didn’t try even though it was killing him to watch her with somebody else, even though he was dying a little bit more every day while she slipped away from his grasp, fell out of his arms and into somebody else’s.

After feeling like he had been dying for the better part of a decade, he suddenly wanted to feel alive. He wanted to breathe again and get away from the feeling that he was drowning. He’d just spent so much time running away from it that he didn’t know how to start living again.

He bided his time and waited for the perfect opportunity to tell her exactly how he felt. Now that he knew how he felt about her and that he couldn’t live without her, he didn’t want to risk losing her. Especially not to a suave FBI agent and Washington DC.

He waited a little bit too long, the day she was going to leave was staring him in the face. She was going to stay and help them solve one more case and then, she was going to disappear from his life.

It was in the final moments that he finally plucked up the courage to tell her how he felt, to lay all his cards out on the table and asked her to stay with him, begged her to help him feel alive again. The look on her face made him think he had said the wrong thing that she was still going to leave him by himself. He waited with bated breath, didn’t manipulate her or shower her with pretty lies about what he could offer her. The truth was he couldn’t offer her much. So, there wasn’t any sense in telling her that he could.

After a long moment of silence, she closed her eyes and released a breath. It seemed like she had been holding it in for a really long time. He waited for her to say something, to say anything in reply to him. But she turned away from him wordlessly. It took him a moment to recover from his shock, when he did, he ran to catch up with her.

He caught her and gently steered her around to look at him. There was a breath of a moment before he acted on impulse and kissed her. For one ugly second, he didn’t think that she was going to reciprocate and then it happened.  She kissed him back, causing his pulse to jolt unexpectedly. When he pulled away, all he could see was her and a dizzying amount of stars dancing in front of his eyes. He breathed out like a heavy weight had been lifted off his chest and then he released a breath again.

She looked at him in awe and disbelief. He had rendered her speechless when all he wanted to do was hear her voice telling him that she was going to stay with him. After a second, she framed his face with her hands and kissed him again, it was like she was making up for lost time.

She put his hands on his chest and gently pushed him away, biting her lower lip as her face broke into a smile. He tried to smile back, but found his facial muscles wouldn’t comply as he stood there, still waiting for her to say something. . .  still waiting for her to say anything.

She flattened her hand on his chest and took his hand with her other one. She opened her mouth then, preparing to say the words that would make him or break him. He braced himself for overwhelming disappointment.

He waited, the anxiety overtaking him like an inescapable wave at the beach. Then, relief came in a simple phrase.

For the first time in a decade, he was completely aware of being alive.

Breaching The Distance



"Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him."

Jodi Picoult

Notes:
Screencap belongs to justlook3, the quote belongs to Jodi Picoult. I own nothing.

Reverse Big Bang Art 2013

June Discoveries

Movies:

Strawberry Summer - NR
Salmon Fishing in The Yemen - PG13
We Are Marshall - PG
Over the Hedge 2 - PG

Songs:
Always - Sutton Foster
Hikari - Kyle Landry
When Love Breaks Down - Snow Patrol
Never Far From Me - John Garrison
A Face To Call Home - John Mayer
Corny Love Song - Elle Michelle
Sad - Maroon 5
You Can Do Better Than Me - Death Cab For Cutie
The Last Man In My Life - Sarah Brightman
Where You Go - the Young Romans
She Is Everything - Brad Paisley
All American Girl - Carrie Underwood
Paper Doll - John Mayer
Hikari - Kyle Lan
Tie It Up - Kelly Clarkson

Books:

Heart Of the Matter - Emily Giffin

TV:

Veronica Mars

A List Of Things I Discovered In April

Movies:

the Lovely Bones - PG-13
Rachel Weisz, Mark Wahlberg, Saorise Ronan, Susan Sarandon,  & Stanley Tucci
Peter Jackson

I Want To Marry Ryan Banks - TV-PG
Jason Priestly, Bradly Cooper, Emma Caulfield, & Mark L. Walberg

Sheldon Larry

Not Easily Broken - PG-13
Morris Chestnut, Taraji P. Heson, Mauve Quinlan, Kevin Hart, Wood Harris, Eddie Cibrian, & Jenifer Lewis
Bill Duke

Losing Isaiah - Rated R
Jessica Lang, Halle Berry, David Strathairn, Cuba Gooding Jr., Daisy Eagan, Marc John Jefferies, & Samuel L. Jackson
Stephan Gyllenhaal

Remember Sunday -  TV-PG
Zachery Levi, Alexis Bledel, Merritt Weaver, Barry Shabaka Henley, Valerie Azlynn, David Hoffman, & Jerry Adler
Jeff Bleckner

Happy Tears - R

Parker Posey, Demi Moore, Rip Thorton, & Ellen Berkin
Mitchell Lichtenstein



Songs:

I've Got This Friend - Faith Hill & Tim McGraw

I've Got This Friend - the Civil Wars

Ice On Her Lashes - Brooke Frasier

Help Me Make It Through the Night - Martina McBride

Beneath Your Beautiful - Labrinth & Emile Sande

Song to the Siren - This Mortal Coil

Finding Beauty - Escala

Your House - Alanis Morissette

"Native" - Jane & Lisbon fanart

Artwork inspired by OneRepublic's new album, "Native.

1. If I Lose Myself

 photo IIfILoseMyself_zpsdd20dcf0.jpg

2. Feel Again

 photo IIFeelAgain_zps1f96fb39.jpg

3. What You Wanted

 photo IIIWhatYouWanted_zpsbeecc039.jpg

4. Au Revior

 photo IVAuRevior_zps772d7f02.jpg

5. Something I Needed

 photo VSomethingINeed_zps68dd5e76.jpg

6. Life In Color

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8/8

the Best Man
Author: Brown Eyes Parker
Artist: Caitriona
Link to art: coming soon
Word Count: 10, 718
Rating: K+
Summary: She wasn’t like other women. She could play the smiling best friend, pretending that she wasn’t in love with him.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING.
Notes: This story started out as a one-shot, but it didn't want to be a one-shot. So, it turned into the multi-chapter it is now. I have to thank Nerwen Aldarion's encouragement or my cousin, who kept me company on Skype chat while I wrote and rewrote this, and made a million different soundtracks. Also, I have to thank the Lizzie Bennet Diaries, because the awesomeness between Lizzie and William the last few epiosdes was TOTALLY my inspiration to get the last of this written. And as always, thank you to my parents who let me be who I am and allow me to have access to their laptop so I can write my fan fiction.

You are my life, my love, my only, and that's one thing I won't changeCollapse )


7/8

the Best Man
Author: Brown Eyes Parker
Artist: Caitriona
Link to art: coming soon
Word Count: 10, 718
Rating: K+
Summary: She wasn’t like other women. She could play the smiling best friend, pretending that she wasn’t in love with him.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING.
Notes: This story started out as a one-shot, but it didn't want to be a one-shot. So, it turned into the multi-chapter it is now. I have to thank Nerwen Aldarion's encouragement or my cousin, who kept me company on Skype chat while I wrote and rewrote this, and made a million different soundtracks. Also, I have to thank the Lizzie Bennet Diaries, because the awesomeness between Lizzie and William the last few epiosdes was TOTALLY my inspiration to get the last of this written. And as always, thank you to my parents who let me be who I am and allow me to have access to their laptop so I can write my fan fiction.


You and are meant to be, I'm the one for you, you're the one for meCollapse )

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