amarie24: (Celebrating Tiana)
2017-06-10 08:16 pm
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Holy Shit

Imma cry.

Ya'll, see...a lot of writing-a lot of good writing-is about a lot of labor of love, y'know? Long hours, long days, long nights can be poured into one, single piece of work. Sometimes you can even spend years on a thing before it's ready.

And ya'll, I...I've spent a whopping three years on a story, particularly the story's first freakin' chapter. Three years and on this day...I am done.

All done.

Holy freakin' shit, Imma cry!!! -sniffles-

Can't post it yet, tho! For this particular story, it's crucial to post both the first and second chapters together! But it's finally gonna be posted this summer! I can't wait!!

Three freakin' years, and now I am free!!!!


--Amarie
amarie24: (Casual Tiana)
2017-05-30 01:39 pm
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Airy Laundry Posted!

Airy Laundry (3322 words) by AmarieMelody
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes
Characters: Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes
Additional Tags: Fluff, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, SamBucky married fic, Married Couple, Domestic Avengers, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant
Series: Part 3 of The WinterFalcon Marriage Chronicles
Summary:

Sam watches what happens when Bucky buys a clothesline.





Note: More is coming. And soon. Hang in there.
amarie24: (Worried Misty Knight)
2017-05-15 10:22 pm
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A Plea to My Head

C'mon, now. Cut this debilitating headache mess out. Please. Pretty, pretty please with a cherry on top.

Please cut it out.

I already ain't cleaned house on Sunday night like I wanted to 'cause of you. Ain't washed my glorious afro 'cause of you Sunday night, either. And now I ain't even done my daily moisturizing and combing routine for my afro today. Again, because of you.

I barely got energy to even get into the shower and make food.

C'mon, now. head. C'mon, now. I got things to do. I got posts to write, friends to talk to, internet browsing time to waste, games to play, YouTube videos to watch, and more posts to write.

I got things to do.

Please. I'm begging you at this point.

-sighs and pops my Naproxen prescription-
amarie24: (Default)
2017-05-09 07:31 pm
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Conversations w/Mommy

-Me, after watching a few clips of Maleficient, with Angelina Jolie-: Hey, Mommy...?

Mommy: Hmm?

Me: If you put a Sleeping Beauty curse on me and eventually regretted it, would you give me True Love's Kiss to wake me up from it?

Mommy: ...God, no. I'd leave you sleeping right there so I can finally have some peace and quiet.

Me: Mama. Are you quite serious?

Mommy: I'll wake you up when I'm ready.



Ya'll. -hangs head-
amarie24: (Celebrating Tiana)
2017-05-06 08:54 pm
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That Wonderful Feeling...

When your cousin from way, way, way, way, way on the other side of the country calls you after so, so many years of ya'll losing contact.

And she happened to call you on her birthday 'cause she was thinking about you. Ya'll giggle together.

And you ask her how old she is now, thinking that she's 18 while you're 25...but instead, she's actually 29 on this day and you forgot that you've been the baby cousin all along. Ya'll giggle together.

And ya'll talk about your rude, demanding, impossible cats that you can't live with, but can't live without. Ya'll giggle together.

And the conversation is only a few minutes and you're quietly overwhelmed because holy fucking shit, you missed her voice and you hope to see her face-to-face someday and, no, you really missed her voice. Ya'll giggle together.

And during the whole conversation, you're still so overwhelmed that you forget that it might be a good idea to exchange numbers until she brings it up first. You write down her number on a pad of paper like it's the lifesaver that it is, and then you give her your number in exchange.

And all the while ya'll are giggling together, you realize that you two giggle the. Exact. Same. Way.

It's been years upon years upon years, but shit ain't changed.

That feeling.

Yeah.



--Amarie
amarie24: (Default)
2017-05-04 06:47 pm
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Umm...

Ya'll know that feeling when for a long, long time, you had so much shit to do? Shit that had deadlines and a whole host of other things outta your control? And it felt like time wasn't yours because you were just so busy, busy, busy, busy all the time?

And as a result, you always more or less had your day's activities planned down to the hour, including how many hours of sleep you'd get?

But then...that time is over for the moment. Now time is all yours and you thought you'd jump on the ball doing whatever you need and want to do on your own time. But...

Instead, you're kinda [happily] flailing because you kinda forgot what it's like for your day to be yours? So you're doing little things here and there, just, like...enjoying time slowing down for the moment. And you're also kinda sorta numb because you almost thought this would never come to pass.

Just...flailing around, like a happy bird.

Ya'll know that feeling?


--Amarie
amarie24: (Eating/entertained Misty Knight)
2017-05-04 01:36 pm

FREE AT LAST! FREE AT LAST!

OH THANK GOD ALMIGHT, I AM FREE AT LAST!!!!

I still can't believe my anatomy & physiology lab practical was my last freakin' one. Lord have mercy!!!

(...I just hope that I made straight A's, tho. I'm hand-wringing in general. Now just to wait for the acceptance or rejection letter...)


Welp! Time for writing and Sims! :D :D :D
amarie24: (doctor claire temple)
2017-04-27 09:30 pm
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A'ight, Y'all...

Start a countdown. My final exam schedule changed around a bit, and so it looks like Imma have a full week next week, with Friday off as usual.

So start a countdown for next Thursday evening when Amarie will finally be free.

Lord have mercy, I can't wait to feel the keyboard flying under my fingers as I write, write, write, write.




--Amarie


P.S Your kidneys love you very, very much, by the way. They're lil beans that filter over 47 gallons of fluid (from your blood) per day as your blood circulates. Lil beans be workin' hard.
amarie24: (Happy/normal Misty Knight)
2017-04-24 03:21 pm
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Note to Self

You can do it. You got this. You have been doing it and you have been getting this.

You don’t have much longer-just this week with your last two tests, and then next week is only 2 days with your four finals. Boom, boom, done.

You’re gonna get that acceptance letter. You’re gonna make it.

C’mon. Just grab a hand, hold on tight, take a deep breath, and keep going.

You’re almost done. You’re doing great.
amarie24: (Eating/entertained Misty Knight)
2017-04-04 10:11 pm

Ya'll! Lookie Lookie!!!

Look who's back! Look who's a black woman, too! Look who's back here on Dreamwdith, too!!

Lookie, lookie, lookie and give her all the best welcomes & wishes, friends!! :D :D :D




--Amarie, who's glad to see yet another black woman 'round these whitey Dreamwidth parts
amarie24: (Default)
2017-04-03 05:09 pm
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Note

Hey, ya'll! Lord, I ain't posted anything in a while. So sorry that I haven't been able to keep up with the nerding and geeking out posts-this semester is even more hectic and busy than last semester. Seems like I'm dead on my feet after every test, LOL!

But it's Spring Break, now. YAY!!! So Imma try to get something done, something posted. In the meantime, how have ya'll been doing? Please feel free to share, laugh, vent, and everything in-between down in the comments.

Love and miss ya'll to pieces!



--Love,

Amarie
amarie24: (Happy/normal Misty Knight)
2017-03-09 07:34 pm

Happy Belated Blackout Day!



Who dis girl? Who dis? Where she been? What has school done to her?

Well, this is a girl done had Blackout Day snuck up on her on Monday, the first day of her three back-to-back, Monday, Tuesday, & Wednesday tests this week. Thank goodness she had Thursday off, as Mrs. A is out of town! -SQUEE!!-

So alas, be prepared for a blog spam as I catch up and Happy Blackout Day!! :D :D


--Amarie
amarie24: (Default)
2017-03-09 07:01 pm
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Conversations: Mommy's Nasty Coffee

Me: -smells something...burning...something burning with a coffee smell-

Mommy: Amarie, honey, d'you want some of this? It smells delicious!

Me: -slowly gets up from computer chair, worried for my Myrtle- What is it? What are you doing?

*Myrtle is the name of my wittle mini coffeepot that I got for Christmas 2 years ago. I named her as such because when she's working, she sounds like "mirrrtle, mirrrtle, mirrt-t-t-le" to me.

Mommy: Making coffee! It's that new strong one that I bought! Come! Have a taste!

Me: -slowly coming into the kitchen, the sheer stench assaulting my sense of smell- Mommy...?

Mommy: -beaming as she pours some of the foul stuff into a mug- Yes, sweetie?

Me: ...What have you put into Myrtle? What have you done? You're burning her-this is burnt.

Mommy: Oh, no, no! This coffee isn't burnt-it's just a really strong roast! The best kind of coffee there is! -proffers her mug to me- Want some?

Me: -retreats into my bedroom and says a prayer for Myrtle- No, thank you! Eew!!!!!

Mommy: -pouts about how her daughter doesn't like shared, burnt coffee-


...Strong roast coffee smells like burnt coffee to your Amarie, dears.

-shudders-