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Post by designerdenimx3 on May 4, 2007 18:43:14 GMT -5
Well, I decided to try writing drabble, and here's my first one. I hope I did this right. Anyways, this one is a bit sad, but I was inspired by the newest picture of W/E on the beach.
Theme: waves Pairing: Will/Elizabeth
Elizabeth Swann silently stood on a deserted beach, watching the gray-blue waves of the ocean gently rock back and forth. Her eyes filled up with tears as she replayed the scene that transpired moments before.
"Elizabeth", Will breathed as he stood a few feet behind her.
Elizabeth whipped her head around. He heart dropped as she saw what was in his hand. It was real. She wasn't dreaming. William Turner was holding a small chest that contained a living, beating heart. His heart. Immediately she ran over into his arms.
"Why are you doing this?" Elizabeth asked, tears threatening to fall.
Will gently pushed her away to look at her face. "Because I have to. As much as I don't want to, I have to. I hope you understand", he whispered.
"I do understand. But- but what about us? When will I see you?"
"I'll always love you, if that's what you are worried about." His hand gingerly caressed her cheek as he wiped her tears away. "And I'll see you-"
Will was interrupted as Elizabeth crashed her lips against his and they shared a passionate kiss. Will's hands wrapped around her lithe waist, dropping the chest. They kissed each other with everything that was in them, fearing it would be their last.
Eventually, Elizabeth pulled away, tears slightly clouding her vision. "I love you," she whispered into his ear.
"I love you as well." Will bent down and picked up the chest, handing it to her. "Take care of this."
Elizabeth took the chest and looked down at it, hoping it wouldn't be real. But when she looked back up, all she saw was the restless Caribbean waves.
He was gone.
"Bring him back to me", she murmured softly.
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Post by thankful24 on May 4, 2007 18:50:59 GMT -5
that was amazing- sigh, i need to see this movie
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Post by missendicott on May 4, 2007 20:33:39 GMT -5
Such sadness, but I loved it. ^_^
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Post by designerdenimx3 on May 5, 2007 18:47:18 GMT -5
New Drabble. I know that May 2 has passed, but I'm using that day's theme anyways. This one's not as sad.
theme: sunset pairing: Will/Elizabeth
Elizabeth Swann and Will Turner sat together on the deck of the Black Pearl, gazing out at the horizon. Will sat with his legs crossed abd Elizabeth sat in his lap, snuggled into his embrace.
"That's beautiful, isn't it?" Elizabeth murmmered. She looked at the orange sun dipping low into the horizon. The sky was a mosaic of colors: pink, bright orange, and deep red with hints of a warm yellow scattered illuminating the clouds. It was awe-inspiring.
"Will?" Elizabeth said, after not hearing a response. She looked up at him, meeting his eyes.
"Hmm? Oh yes.. it's gorgeous, breath-taking, and absolutly stunning," he answered, his eyes never leaving hers. Elizabeth smiled and sunk back into his arms.
A few minutes passed before realization dawned on her. She sat up and looked at him. "William, you're not even looking at it!"
"I don't need to be," he whispered soflty into her ear. "Because the most gorgeous, breath-taking, and stunning creature ever to step face on the Earth is right in front of me." He moved back just enough to meet her eyes.
"Oh Will.." Elizabeth breathed his name as she blushed slightly. "I love you."
"I love you too, my Elizabeth."
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Post by missendicott on May 5, 2007 19:09:13 GMT -5
Awww! My Elizabeth. So sweet!
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Post by pottypirate on May 6, 2007 3:57:07 GMT -5
Aww so sweet ;D
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Post by venus567 on May 6, 2007 18:30:03 GMT -5
so sweet! ;D
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Post by designerdenimx3 on Jun 29, 2007 21:35:02 GMT -5
Carrie and Becky have inspired me to write more so...
theme: Pearls
“Ok, last one.” Orlando handed Keira a long box, all wrapped up in shiny red gift-wrap and topped off with an elegant green bow. It was a snowy, gorgeous Christmas Day in London and Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley had spent the past hour opening their gifts.
“Hm… I wonder what it could be.” Keira grinned and jokingly shook the box next to her ear, trying to figure out what her boyfriend had bought for her.
“I bet you can’t guess what it is,” Orlando said, joining her on the couch.
“Oh really?” Keira slid over next to him, leaning against his chest. “Is it a pair of shoes? Handbag? Digital Camera?”
Orlando shook his head at every one of his girlfriend’s guesses. “Nope. You are a very bad guesser, Keir. It’s not any of those. Besides, they are too big to fit in that box. So you’ll just have to open it to find out what I got you.”
“Oh fine! I was gonna give up anyway.” Keira sighed and hurriedly slid the bow off the top of her gift. She then tore off the wrapping paper, eager to know what was inside.
“Orlando Bloom, if you got me a gift card or something like that because you went shopping too late… again… I will seriously-” Keira went silent as she stared at the present. Orlando had bought her a pearl necklace with matching earrings. They were stunning, freshwater pearls. “Oh, Or!”
Orlando smiled as Keira threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. “I love them.” she whispered in his ear. “Thank-you.”
“You’re welcome,” he whispered back right before he met her lips in a breath-taking kiss. “Merry Christmas, Keira.”
theme: rain
It was a rainy, dreary, drizzly, gloomy day in London. Keira had been cooped up in her flat all day, and to make matters worse, she hadn't seen Orlando for a month, a whole month. He had been away in Los Angeles filming parts of his new movie.
She sighed, gazing out the window in her bedroom and listening to the soft pattering of the rain hitting the outside of the house. She wasn't used to being away from her boyfriend for more than a few days, and even then it was hard. A month had been almost unbearable.
He should have been back in England today, but the rain prevented any flights from coming in. Well, that's what Orlando told her when they had spoken earlier that morning. It's not that she didn't believe him, but the whole thing seemed a little fishy. The thing that confused Keira was the fact that it wasn't raining very hard. It was just sprinkling. Why would that interfere with anything?
Just then, the doorbell rang thoughtout the house. Keira jumped off her bed, running a hand through her hair. She hurried down the stairs, eager to know who had come to visit her. Once she reached the door, Keira checked the peephole, making sure that it wasn't any fans. She wasn't in the mood for pictures and autographs.
"No way..." she whispered, not believing that he was acutally on the other side. Keira flung the door open, grinning madly.
Orlando smiled as his girlfriend threw her arms around his neck, hugging him to her tight. "Surpise!" He said soflty.
Keira pulled back just enough to see his face. "I thought you said your flight was cancelled! How did you get here?"
"I lied," Orlando shrugged and went into the house. "And I wanted to surprise you." He wrapped his arms around her waist and backed her up agaisnt the wall. "Did I?"
Keira nodded and smiled against his lips as he kissed her. Suddenly the rain didn't seem so bad after all.
theme: bedroom (A/N: I might have to give the next one a little bit of a higher rating, but i don't know. It's pretty harmless, and it was fun to write, lol.)
"You've got to be quiet, ok Or?" Keira tunred around to look at her boyfriend as she unlocked the front door. "Caleb's probably asleep, and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Ok, Ok! Hurry up, though! It's freezing out here!" Orlando paused. "But I'm sure you could find ways to warm me up," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist and moving closer.
Cheeky! "I'm sure I could," Keira muttered under her breath as she got the door unlocked. "C'mon!"
The couple walked into the London flat. Keira took off her coat and let it fall from her shoulders to the polished, hardwood floors. Orlando discarded his jacket and threw it over a chair as Keira wonderd over to her couch and plopped down. Orlando followed and did the same, sitting close to her and brining an arm around her shoulders.
"So what do you want to do?" he asked, looking around the living room he had been in many times before.
"Well love, there aren't many things to do at one in the morning."
"I could think of a few things," Orlando answered, a suggestive glint in his eyes.
"Oh really?" Keira laughed, arching a brow.
"Mhm," Orlando mumbled, leaning in to kiss her.
They stayed locked in their passionate embrace for a few moments as the kiss increased in fervor. Keira slowly began to push him away just enough to meet his eyes and whispered, "Unfortunetly, my couch isn't as comfortable as yours, so I suggest that we move this to my room."
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Post by thankful24 on Jun 29, 2007 21:52:30 GMT -5
i loved them! keep writing more- they're amazing!
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Post by xstepheezy on Jun 30, 2007 1:45:00 GMT -5
These are so cute!
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Post by pottypirate on Jun 30, 2007 6:22:52 GMT -5
aww they were lovely, write some more please ;D
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Post by missendicott on Jun 30, 2007 17:32:13 GMT -5
Those were great! I loved them all! ^_^
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Post by designerdenimx3 on Jun 30, 2007 17:35:14 GMT -5
Thanks! I'm glad you like them! These two are really... random. I don't know what made me think of aliens.. or feet doubles..
theme: feet
"Keira, are you in here?" Orlando opened the door to her trailer and looked around.
"Ya, I'm over here!" She called out, not looking up.
Orlando walked over to his girlfriend and pulled up a chair. He looked down at the small table, which was littered with pictures of feet. "Keira. What are you doing?"
"Picking out a foot and leg double for a few scenes we're shooting later this evening," she answered, still not looking at him.
"A what double?" He asked, confused. Orlando grabbed her wrist, preventing her from picking up the next picture and causing her to finally meet his eyes.
"A foot and leg double." Keira pulled her wrist out of his grasp, but continued to look at her boyfriend.
"Why?"
"Beause mine are ugly and big and I hate them." Keira looked back down at the pictures.
"That what we have make-up for, love. I'm sure somebody would be able to cover up what you hate."
"Yes, but-"
"Do you even know what we're doing in that scene?" Orlando smiled. This would change her mind.
She looked up and shook her head. Orlando's grin widend as he leaned over to whisper something in her ear, which caused Keira to blush and then giggle.
"On second thought, I think I'll use my own feet."
theme: future
Orlando turned over in his bed, eyes drifting open. The large room was cloaked in darkness, the only light being silver slivers of moonbeams peeking through the shut blinds. He sat up straighter, attempting to pin point where a soft crying sound was coming from.
"Keira? Keira, what the matter?" Orlando gently placed a hand on her shoulder, turning her over to face him."Why are you crying?"
Keira would not meet his gaze. Instead her eyes were transfixed on his navy blue comforter. "It's foolish," she answered, in a whisper barley audible.
"No, no it's not," Orlando replied in the same soft tone. He reached out and brushed the fallen tears away with his thumb.
"Well, it's just... have you ever thought about the future?"
"If you mean aliens taking over the world and flying scooter things taking us to work, then ya. You know, those things in the movies?"
Keira moved to lie on her back, turning her head to the side. "Well, not nessacarily," she giggled. "Not that future."
"What do you mean then?" he asked, mirroring her postion.
"What I mean is out furute. It just scares me not knowing what could happen tomorrow or next month or next year. I just can't image my life without you." Keira's voice shook as her eyes begain to well up with tears again.
"No no, Keria. Don't worry." Orlando pulled her into a comforting embrace. "You have nothing to be scared about. You'll always be in my future. Just take things one day at a time, ok love?" He kissed her forehead and she nodded, smiling.
A couple of moments passed between the couple and they laid together in silence. Tiredness began to overtake Keira as she drifted into dream land.
"Keira?" Orlando whispered, unsure if she was asleep or not. "Keira? Keira!"
"What?" She mumbled.
"When the aliens do take over the world, will you-"
Sighing, Keira opened her eyes and put a silencing finger to his lips. "Just as you said, take it one day at a time." She closed her eyes and snuggled back into his arms. "Now go to sleep!" _____________________
Hopefully more soon!
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Post by xstepheezy on Jun 30, 2007 21:00:06 GMT -5
Lovely drabbles! I do wonder though if they used her real leg haha
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Post by missendicott on Jun 30, 2007 21:58:00 GMT -5
If I was Keira I'd use my own leg! Haha! Orlando's a smexy beast! ^_^ Wonderful drabbles!
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Post by princessflossy on Jun 30, 2007 23:28:04 GMT -5
im pretty sure they used her leg...if they hadn't im sure the media would've found out and made a controversy over it
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Post by pottypirate on Jul 1, 2007 5:17:16 GMT -5
haha loved them ;D
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Post by designerdenimx3 on Jul 4, 2007 11:04:38 GMT -5
I'm literally typing this and making it up right now. I didn't pre-write it on paper like usual. The idea came to me two seconds ago and I didn't want to loose it. So if it sucks, it's because I haven't spent anytime going over it and editing it like I normally do.
theme: laughter
"Orlando!! Stop it!" Keira giggled uncontrollably, squirming underneath her boyfriend. But it was useless. He had clasped her wrists in his hand, pinning them above her head.
"Stop what?" He asked, his voice feigning innocence. There was a teasing glint in his deep brown eyes as his fingertips danced across her stomach, tickling her.
"Stop... tickling... me!" Keira managed to get out between bouts of laughter.
"What's the magic word?" Orlando asked, in a singsongy voice, laughing himself.
"Please!! There, I said it! Just... stop!" Keira said breathlessly, closing her hazel eyes.
"Oh, fine. You always ruin everyth-"
As Orlando loosend his grip on her writs, Keira pulled one free immeadietly and brought it down to cover her stomach. But in the process, her a few of her finger nails mamnaged to swipe across Orlando's forehead, scrachting him.
"Ow! Keira, that hurt!" He sat up and put his hand to his forehead, making sure there wasn't any blood. There was, but it was only a few tiny drops so he brushed them away with the back of his hand. The cut wasn't terribly deep, thankfully, but there could possibly be a small scratch mark.
"Oh! Orlando, i'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Keira sat up as well, her fingers lightly grazing his forehead. She hoped that he was fine, but she was also thankful that the interuption had made him stop tickling her. "Are you ok?"
"Ya, I'm fine. But a kiss would make it better." He looked down at her eyes, giving her one of his shy smiles that she loved so much.
Keira rolled her eyes and laughed again before kissing his forehead. "Better?"
"Mhm," he replied, laying them back down on the couch. "But I think I hurt my lips too."
Keira couldn't help but giggle. "Your so cute," she said as she ran a hand through his unruly hair and leaned up tp kiss him. "But you lie."
"Ah, but they feel so much better now." He smiled.
A comfortable silence fell over the couple as they layed on the couch, enjoying each other's company. Five minuets passed before Orlando spoke. "You know I'm gonna have to get you back, right?" He asked, the glint back in his eyes.
"Oh really? How?"
"Like this." Orlando grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head again, and started to tickle her. Fits of laughter erupted from his girlfriend beaneath him, making Orlando smile.
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Post by pottypirate on Jul 4, 2007 11:11:40 GMT -5
aww that was sweet.
making it up on the spot is great. i never really pre-write anything anymore coz i find it flows easier out my mind that way.
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Post by missawesomeness11 on Jul 4, 2007 12:26:39 GMT -5
really really fantabulous!! keep writing!
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