amarielrandomwords
amarielrandomwords
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Just a girl who still unsure of her own life. Trying to create a new world in her own writing, diving in to entire new place. Join her in her imagination and adventure time. She's usually in her fantasy land and recently in the slice of life situation. If you have time, go explore her other worlds in the link, but be careful not to be trapped there.
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amarielrandomwords · 6 years ago
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Someone You Loved
It was not easy, was it? 
It maybe because of the timing, it maybe cause of something else, but the feeling was there. It was real and yet it was not meant to be. 
His name was Yonathan. He was your best friend, your partner or so what you guys called each other. But, he was also your sister’s boyfriend and all you could do just stay aside. Even though you were closer to him more than your sister, who was supposed to be the girlfriend. 
It was funny sometimes, how fate let someone met and played with them. 
As if fate hasn’t played enough, you had a friend - Arya was her name. Right then, she was dating a guy, Samuel. But before Yonathan was your partner, he was Arya’s best friend. You didn’t know what they called each other, but you knew they were also close, way before you. 
They had history. They met because both of them were the basketball captain in the university. Occasionally the teams would meet up and so did both of them. They were dating, they knew, but it didn’t stop them to get close to each other. It was just as friend anyway. 
But was it true? 
One day, he came to you, confessed that he had to break up with your sister. He couldn’t take the relationship anymore. He felt like he gave too much, but she didn’t reciprocate the feeling. 
You didn’t know why he told you that. Perhaps he was afraid that it would affect your relationship with him, the partner you guys were. Or you wished it was something else.
Oh, but don’t be stupid. Even if it was something else, there was Arya and you could do nothing at all. You would have to push them together, that was what a friend should do. 
You smiled at him, telling him that you guys would still be partner. That everything should be fine. 
Somehow Arya broke up with Samuel and you had a feeling you knew why. 
But were you happy? Perhaps, because after all your friend’s happiness was what mattered right? 
Your sister? She was sad for a little while but after that she moved on, realising that it was never meant to be. Oh, how fucked up the world was sometimes, don’t you think?
Some days you can see that Arya wanted to talk to you about something, that she was hiding stuffs from you. You had a guess, but you would just wait. 
Yonathan and you? You guys still be partner, that’s all that matters. There was something, however, that you noticed. The way he interacted around you was different. Like a pandora box, you were scared to open it. But you wanted to know. 
“Is everything alright?” You finally asked him one day and he just give a smile to you - a sad one. Not the usual bright Yonathan as you knew. 
And the question was never answered. 
-x-
“He never loved me,” Arya told you one day, out of the blue. You were surprised with the sudden statement. She looked at you, smiling. “He never loved me, Claire. And I don’t, I thought I did love him, but it’s not like that, you know.”
Did that mean anything? Could you hope for something then?
But before you finally embraced your feeling, he was gone. 
Not as in gone, like gone. But gone as in he moved to another university. Something he had to solve, he said. Something personal that he could not share even to you (which made you sad, but nevermind).
"Will you wait?” he asked you one day. 
Not sure what it was for, you just smiled, as big as you could, even though inside you shattered, again. “Of course, we’re partner, you’re my only partner.”
And he smiled, rubbed your head and left. 
Just like that.
You didn’t want to admit it, not even now. 
But deep down you knew all too well the feeling you had. 
He was someone you loved.
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amarielrandomwords · 8 years ago
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calum chambers x rob holding? c:
hiii! Sorry anon, I’m going to do this soon?? I guess you’re also the recent person who requested it? Btw, I just need an update. is Rob the new player transferring to Arsenal then? Have been so behind with all this actually. 
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amarielrandomwords · 8 years ago
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Dancing on My Own - a Harry Potter fanfic
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Title: Dancing on My Own Couple: Draco Malfoy/Luna Lovegood Rated: K+ Summary: Just a dance won’t hurt, will it? (AU fic)
When the music plays inside the ball, Luna walks aimlessly at the balcony while twirling herself. Her friends are all inside, dancing with their respective partner, even Ron has finally able to gather his courage to ask Hermione to dance. Luna chuckles at that. Why, of course, it’s so obvious that the Weasley guy has been interested with her friend for so long, but never able to speak it out. 
Luna looks at the couple, who‘s currently dancing inside and smiles. She wonders if she didn’t reject Neville’s offer, would she be dancing inside with him too? But Luna did decline his offer, to everyone’s surprise (because they all think they know her)
“You said no? Why?” Ginny asked her that evening before they went to the ball. 
“Maybe because I just want to be alone for a while?”
Ginny looked at her like she just said the most obvious answer in the world. “Neville is nice,” her friend tried again. 
“And so does Harry, but we wouldn’t want Harry to invite me to the party, would we?” Luna asked, a little bit higher in her tone without her intention. That being said, Ginny finally stopped asking questions and let Luna did the former’s hair. Feeling a bit guilty, Luna said again, “I think Neville asked because he’s being kind. He didn’t really mean it - asking me.”
“But you wouldn’t know. Luna, this would be our last year in High School and you might probably not meet him anymore. Who knows that you’ll regret this?”
(Oh, if only Ginny knows her only deepest regret). Luna only smiled and did Ginny’s hair. The conversation changed to other subjects like who would come with who or what food would be there. 
“There is no fairy in this area, Lovegood.” A voice she recognizes so well, one very deep, but teasing. 
Luna turns around. “Draco, I don’t know that you are now interested in fairy.” She says softly. 
Draco just ignores that statement while walking closer to Luna. In his black two-button suits covering the white shirt inside, Draco looks stunning, as how he always looks like in the school. After all, he is Draco Malfoy, the most popular guy in the entire school. 
“You’re not dancing?” Luna asks. “Shouldn’t you be with Pansy or someone?” With them being so close, Luna realizes that she’s far shorter than Draco and she has to raise her head to meet his eyes. 
"Because that someone apparently declined my offer because she said that she didn’t want to be seen with me. Because she said that she didn’t want her friends to misunderstand.”
“That person must be lucky and brave enough to say no to you then, Draco.” She smiles sweetly, a hint of tease in her tone. 
“Yes and she even dared to make me look around the place just to find her. If you happen to meet her, please give her my regards.” They stare at each other for a while, before Luna reaches for his cheek. 
If people inside the ball are not too busy with dancing, they would probably be surprised with the view in the balcony right now. For standing there are the most popular guy with the outcast. Sometimes, it only happens in the fairytale, but sometimes, maybe the fairy do exist to let it be true in real life. 
"Well since you’re alone and I am in a good mood today, I would accompany you for a dance. How about it?” Luna chuckles before nodding. His hand is already on her waist, pulling her closer, the other hand reaches for her hand and so they dance, under the moonlight. 
“I am sorry to let you go here alone,” Luna whispers. 
“But I am not sorry that you reject that Neville’s guy.”
“He’s nice though,” Luna giggles which receives a groan as a reply from him. “Ginny said I should be with him.”
“That Weasley girl really needs to stop bothering someone else’s business. She and Potter are just the same, always prying to everyone’s life.” 
Luna leans on Draco’s chest, listening to his heartbeat that always calms her heart. “They are kind.”
“And I am not, I know.” Luna laughs, a sweet voice that captures his heart, when, he doesn’t know. And so they dance, at the balcony, feeling complete with each other and doesn’t care with anything. 
Or perhaps a guy who looks at the couple with a shattering heart.
(For if fairytale comes true to one, it doesn’t happen to other).
Author’s Note:
I hope you enjoy it! I want to write something angsty, but it turns out to be a bit fluffy. So yeah. Haha. Anyway, this is inspired by Dancing on My Own by Calum Scott that keeps repeating in my head. 
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amarielrandomwords · 8 years ago
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Drabbles Harry Potter
AU where everyone has their soulmate name written on their wrist. The name will be written when they meet each other. Alive soulmate name is written in black ink, while the dead one is written in red. Imagine Person A has Person B’s name on their wrist, but Person B doesn’t have Person A’s name. Person A thinks Person B will have theirs, sooner or later. But one day Person B meets and falls in love with Person C, and both of them have their name written on each other’s wrists. Person A is broken hearted and leaves. One day, Person A’s name is written on Person B’s wrist, below Person C’s name. In red ink.
Harry Potter/Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
It irritates Draco to no end to see the name written in black ink on his wrist. No matter how hard he tried to erase it, he knows it’s useless, not with all those soulmate crap things. Who the heck invented this? Scratch that, who would want to live in a world like this anyway? “Draco?” He looks up when someone called his name and he regrets it later. There, in front of him, stands the one and only Hermione Granger – also the name that’s written on his wrist. He could see that her eyes steal glances at his wrist, which he tries to hide after. She shakes her head and turns to him, blushed like getting caught for something forbidden. Draco groans, “What is it Granger?” “Well, Harry told me that you have to turn your weekly report to him today. You’re his analyst, after all.” Hermione shrugs while hugging the folders – must be for later meeting. Gosh, he hates meeting especially if he has to see Harry. (No, especially if he has to face with the person –which’s not him – whose name is written on her wrist). “I’m not his slave though.” He picks up the files that have been printed just before she came in and walks past her. How irritating. He doesn’t believe in soulmate or whatever related to that, but he hates to be so pathetic like his current condition. You see, despite his appearance, Draco has a soft-heart, something that he would never admit – not the slightest. However, when the first time the name appeared on his wrist, he was startled. Hermione and he are not in a good term, if anything they love to bicker with each other – like mouse and cat. But then Draco started to notice her more, with her quick-witted words, her intelligence, her perseverance, and this he would never say out loud – her being beautiful, inside and out. So yes of course Draco was a bit looking forward for Hermione to perhaps notice him or perhaps somehow has his name written on her wrist. What he faced later was something unexpected. It was not his name. It was the name of the person in front of him right now. “Harry Potter,” he mocks. Harry looks up from his laptop. “Draco, finally.” “Here is the report you’ve been asking Granger.” This time, Draco is not stupid to show his flaw to Harry. He wore a watch to cover it before he went into Harry’s room. “Thanks, so I guess I can’t change your mind after all?” Draco just shrugs. “Apparently not.” He has put his resignation letter and decides to help his father’s company after all. Besides, why would he spend more time with the two persons that somehow ruin his life? . . Sometimes, Draco wishes that he didn’t have to meet Granger or Potter or anyone for that matter. Or perhaps there could be an alternate universe where he doesn’t have to have a soulmate sign at all. It would be nice, he thinks. Maybe he could hate Granger and doesn’t have to argue with his mind that she’s – after all – his soulmate. (Deep inside he also wishes that he could torture Potter so the latter could suffer a bit). But a wish is only a wish. If anything can be wished for, then everyone would not work hard. Ah, well he is too tired. He should take some sleep now. Let the darkness consume him. Wait, did he really see Granger there? Why is she crying though? But she’s holding Potter’s hand. Perhaps she’s crying in happiness. Perhaps. . . Life is unpredictable. One could have another name’s written on his hand in black ink, but the other don’t. One could think he’s doing a regular walk and crosses the road without paying attention to the traffic lamp. Then there’s this truck driver who didn’t get enough of sleep the night before because of his night’s shift. Yawning then missed the red light. Missed a split second when a young lad is crossing the road. They collided. If only the driver stops a bit sooner or later, one would never know. Crowds gather there and from the building came many, but only one matters. It’s a girl with long auburn curly hair. She shouts his name until her voice becomes hoarse. Too stunned to do anything. She doesn’t even realize that on her wrist now written two names. One in black and the other in red. . .
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amarielrandomwords · 8 years ago
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I miss writing
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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BOOKSTAGRAM
Hello, well, hello there, once again.
Yes, I’’ m very sorry for being so inactive these days. In my defense, my works have been piling up and it doesn’t help that it doesn’t increase eventhough it’s getting closer to New Year. My boss didn’t give me off either, how sad is that?
Anyway, I’ve been involving myself to read books, something I’ve always adored before and now I find myself being intrigued in the world again.
I would like to recommend some books (or maybe you’ve read it, maybe you don’t). In addition, if you somehow find a tumblr dedicated for that, please do call me in. I’m enjoying:
Six Of Crows Duology (Kaz and his crews are just calling for it and not to mention some sort of, coughs, malexmale relationship there, coughs).
Uprooted (Not really adoring the stories, but can’t wait to see that on movie though)
An Ember in the Ashes (I just love Keenan, unpopular opinion I suppose, but he’s just more real than Elias and of course, I love Helene more than Laia. But I can’t wait to read the sequel afterwards. This book is just worth it <3
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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HELLO
when you're so called stuck in writer's block
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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It’s not the fact that you keep rejecting me that made me disappointed. It is the fact you have priority and I’m not in the list.
The me before you
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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Your kindness is thought as hypocrisy. Your silent is treated as arrogance. Your anger is treated as childish. Your action will always be interpretted as something else and it's something you can't avoid. So why waste your time thinking about it? Do what you think the best for you, but don't forget the golden rule. Don't put everything into heart for the heart is fragile already.
My advice for my kids in the future
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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You let him thought you'll always be there for him. You open your arms whenever he has done fucking around, messing up with his life. You'll always be there, with an open arms, welcoming him. You are there to collect his pieces, one by one, until he's fully whole again, ready to set another adventure ―but without you, always without you. You are left again, yet you'll always for him, like a fool you are. You believe you're important ― you are, but in another meaning literally. Therefore, would you let him to come back to you again? Would you take a step forward and be the one leaving him instead? Or perhaps, there's never an option?
the me before you
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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where have you been? I miss you :( . I hope life is treating you well there because a sweet person like you deserve the good things in life! XOXOXO
Hi dear. I’m not sure if I can be said allright, because physically, I was sick last week. Mentally, I was feeling down for being kind of ‘used’ by a man, whom I thought would at least care for me.
Anyway, I hope the same is for you dear! You also deserve all the good things in life
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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I hope you come back soon
Me too….gosh, I’m so lacking in inspiration right now :(((
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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I miss you 😭😭😭😭
I fucking miss everyone hereeee :(
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amarielrandomwords · 9 years ago
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Happy New Year! I hope 2016 will be amazing for you! Here's a tumblr hug for a good beginning of the year *hugging you tight* And I'm proud of you for graduating ;) and btw you look amazing, gurl your eyes are pretty
Thank you so much!! *hugging you tightly back* Happy New Year to you too! Sorry it’s late. Been busy with works :( hope you have wonderful year!! And thank you again!! I’m so happy finally I can graduate (but a bit sad because of working). Anyway sorry for rambling haha
Love yaaaaaaa
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amarielrandomwords · 10 years ago
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I MISS EVERYONEEE
How you guys been doing?
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amarielrandomwords · 10 years ago
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heeelllooooooououooo i miss u so much :-( (im ar-art)
Hello!! I miss you too a lot :((( gosh my works are hindering me from doing anything right now. Sucks TT W TT
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amarielrandomwords · 10 years ago
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Reblog if you want anonymous questions.
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