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Or is it Furguard? I haven't really decided yet...

This will be the story for November. Currently very much in progress, so bear with me as I update only slightly.

I have names.
Makiel
Ry-Ann
Rycroft

It took me forever to figure out Rycroft's name, the pain in the ass.

I know a few things that are happening, but nothing is fleshed out yet and probably won't be for a while still. I'm trying to NOT go nuts with the planning this time.

My notes printed last night look terrible right now because I wrote more things on them. I'm terrible with this because I write all over my notes.

Still plenty of things to figure out at this point, but a lot of time between now and November 1st. I would say October 31st, but then it sounds like I'm going to start that day when I just take Halloween off because I like the holiday and a day of blank rest before I start the writing.

Laptop was giving me issues last night so I'm a little wary of it right now. Hoping this isn't foreshadowing.

~Heather/Razor
It's been a month already?! O.o How did a month go by without me posting a journal here? Oh well... I've been up to a fair bit of stuff around here.

Still working on moving stuff. The house has been getting repaired so there's that and we can't really move anything major in so there are still tubs of my stuff sitting at my parent's house. It feels so weird to call the place I currently live my parent's house instead of home. I call it home as little as possible right now because it'll help when I move. Having never moved I'm worried about the whole missing the place thing...

Catfish and I got some paint and we bought some house stuff like mixing bowls.

We're starting to talk more on things so there's that and it's interesting to see how our thoughts are coming along.

I'm no longer doing vlog posts on YouTube. Essentially my account there is only for me faving things and making playlists and keeping up with YouTubers I like. Instead, I'm replacing those weeks with more blog posts. So there's a blog post that's going to go up every week. I'm trying to schedule some so I only have to worry about it a little at a time. I'm doing more at work so the downtime I get really is my down time.

Tim has grown. A fair bit. Tim is the kitten that Catfish got, remember. He has moments where he's a little hellion and it's just really weird. XD Fun to think how he's going to react when Catfish and I get a puppy. Well, the puppy will be mine, but all the animals are "family" animals since it's just the two of us and the animals. Still trying to figure out how things are going to go and what's happening and when. There's a lot of stuff involved with everything.

I'm taking a lot of time on working on "Returning" and I'm planning not one, but two stories in the meantime. One of which being the story I'll be working on for November. I'm planning this far ahead so I can try and get everything ready and I'm planning two stories so I'm not focusing on just one thing and driving myself nuts with it for like 4-5 months.

My planner is coming in extremely handy. I might not always get everything done, but it helps me stay organized and I'm hoping that it'll keep working when Catfish and I move.

I've been reading more.
Seveneves by Neal Stephenson
Ghost in the Blue Dress by R. A. Slone (a friend of mine)
Currently reading:
Nightmarish Revelations by WDLady (a friend)
Devil's Only Friend by Dan Wells (author that a friend and I really like)
Love Lies Beneath by Ellen Hopkins (not sure if I'll finish this one because it's different from her other work and I'm not sure how I feel about it).

My shoulder is still giving me issues off and on, so I'm handling that as best I can.

Amazingly enough my desk is (for the most part) staying clean! I know, it's shocking to no end.

For those looking to add me on Goodreads I'm here: www.goodreads.com/HRShavor
And my blog is here:
hrshavor.wordpress.com/
Note, you don't have to have an account with that provider to follow my blog and get posts by e-mail. It's probably the easiest way to keep up with different things I'm doing.

If you want to keep up with me comments on dA are easily accessed when I'm on my phone, but ask and I'll give you my Skype username and/or my e-mail (because I check my e-mail far too often through my phone). Or maybe my facebook because I use the chat on my phone.

~Heather/Razor
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: Random noises.
  • Reading: Too many things!
  • Watching: Whatever my mom has on in the background.
  • Playing: Clean the desk!
  • Eating: Lunch.
  • Drinking: Going to get juice!

Chapter 6:

Flint

            Cute, tall, fighter, shifter, AND you ride a motorcycle. Could you make me want to kiss you more?

            “I parked at the back of the building. Old habit that makes it easy to sneak off if you’ve pissed someone off.”

            “Like me antagonizing Martin.” I sighed.

            He nodded. “Exactly like that. Or when you get beat to a pulp in the locker room because you don’t feel you can fight back without doing serious harm to the other people or like you want to change and really do them harm but don’t want to get caught so you slip out the back to avoid people seeing you start to heal. Do you heal fast?”

            I nodded, laughing. “Heh. Only slightly. I’m not slow to heal, but it also depends on my emotional and mental states. I’ve been stressed and uneasy the last few weeks, so any injuries I have will take a while longer to heal right now. If I’m in good states then it doesn’t take long at all. If I’ve recently fed or been treating myself properly then it takes even less time.”

            “I almost feel jealous that you’ve had the experience to go through all that.” He said, heading towards the back door as I grabbed the last of my things

            “Don’t. It’s honestly not fun. It wasn’t fun to go through in the beginning, it’s not fun to go through now, and from the way you sound it’s like you never get hurt which is something I’m jealous of.”

            “It’s not that I don’t get hurt, it’s more like I almost can’t get hurt. Or that my sister threatens me every time I try to do something dangerous or reckless.”

            “Yet you ride a motorcycle. I bet she adores that.”

            “She does, actually. It’s the one bit of fun she lets me have because she knows I don’t ride without my helmet and I always carry a spare in case someone wants to ride with me. Usually it’s just her and she cleans the helmet out after.” He looked on sadly as we walked to his bike.

            I stopped and stared in awe. His bike looked brand new, had the extra seat, and had saddlebags to keep extra stuff. He bent over and put his things in the bags and I couldn’t help but stare at his butt. Oh sweet merciful god please don’t let me be drooling right now. And if I am drooling please do not let him turn around and notice it. I stared on and he dug around, suddenly standing up and turning to throw a helmet to me.

            “Put your things in one of the side bags unless you want to stop by your vehicle and put them there. Did you want to ride with or would you feel more comfortable following me in your vehicle? I know the way we met wasn’t exactly the best and I probably came off as really creepy and then to find that you were thinking I meant something else and I laughed at what you thought…”

            “I’ll ride with you. Just calm down. You’re one of those people who starts talking and can’t really shut up when you get nervous or excited, aren’t you? Are you going to be able to drive? Or do I need to drive us in my vehicle? Or maybe we should ride separate.”

            “I just get awkward some times. Especially around someone I have something in common with that I don’t have in common with anyone else I’ve met.”

            “Better watch how you word that. Your boyfriend might get jealous.”

            “What boyfriend?” He honestly looked confused by the suggestion.

            “You’ve never really hidden the fact you’re gay and it just seems common to think you’ve got someone. I shrugged.

            “I don’t. Haven’t since I came out as being gay. After that no one really wanted to be with me. Not sure why. You think you’d want to be with someone who admits to who they are instead of hiding from it.”

            I tilted my head from side to side as I pondered his words. “Yes and no. Take me for instance. I’m bi. There are some people who would want to be with me because there’s a stereotype that all people who are bisexual will date two people at once or that they’re more willing to experiment with things and that’s not true. It’s just a term for being attracted to both male and female genders. Sorry for assuming.”

            “Happens.” He slipped his helmet on. “You need help getting on?” I shook my head and he mounted. I tried to be as graceful as he was, but I failed pretty hard and ended up having to grab onto him suddenly, falling into place on the seat.

            “Sorry.” I said, fumbling to put the helmet on before he could see me blush. This night can’t get worse, can it?

Chapter 5:

Hadley

            “I said, leave him alone. You don’t have the balls to do anything to me. I’ve seen that when you’ve mocked others in the showers. Remind me, wasn’t it my sister who took your nuts?”

            He growled, but I stepped towards him, coaxing him to make a move. He backed away, looking to the fireball. “We’re not done here, Flint. Just wait until your boyfriend isn’t around.”

            I heard him mumble, “He’s not my boyfriend.”

            I rolled my eyes as Gabe and Martin left, making sure they were gone before I knelt down to check his injuries. “Are you alright?”

            “What’s it matter do you?”

            “It matters because I need to know if I should take you to a hospital or let you sit here and regain your breath.”

            “Just here. Name?”

            “I’m Hadley. Apparently you’re Flint.” He nodded and I sat on the bench. “I didn’t mean to scare you earlier. It’s just… I’ve never met another person like me.”

            “Not gay.” He said, his voice growing stronger. “Bi. How did you know?”

            I blinked, laughing. “That’s why you were so shocked?!”

            “What else could you mean?” He asked, confused as he sat up more, taking in a slow breath.

            I looked around, making sure no one was there before I looked him in the eye, my own changing colors ever so slightly. “I meant I know you’re a shifter.” He nodded. “I knew when you told the ref about Martin’s cheating. I could smell the chemical from where I was at in the crowd, but I can’t say anything because they all think that I’m not to be trusted since I had been a fighter and then removed myself from it at random.”

            He nodded, stretching. “Guess that means your emotions started getting the better of you in a fight. I haven’t been there. Not yet. Not sure what I’ll do the day I can’t fight. Though maybe I’ll be fighting only the people like us then.”

            “You mean there are more?!” I jumped up, hands balled into fists and pressed against my chest.

            He stood and pulled a key out. “Yeah. I’ve met more. Not a ton, but they exist. You’ve really never met another?” I shook my head. “I’ve only known other wolves. That’s not your flavor I’m guessing. Wolves tend to try for packs which is why I’m still not fitting in. I was on my own too long for that to be natural.”

            “I’m a tiger.” And while I can’t always stand being around canines or anyone who smells like canine you smell delicious. Like I want to wrap your scent all over me like it’s a warm blanket and I’ve just come inside from a blizzard. I haven’t felt like this for a long time.

            “What was your nickname when fighting?”

            “They never really gave me one. I always told the ref beforehand that I didn’t have one, so he just introduced me as I am.”

            “I can’t get them to do that for me. I hate being called Flint the Fireball. I swear it’s just a play on my name being fire related.”

            “Could… Could we talk about what we are at some point? I’d really like to learn more since I’ve never met another… Y’know?” I asked, rubbing my arm while looking down at the floor.

            He paused, walking around the lockers to change. “Sure. You got plans after this?”

            “Not really. Why?”

            “Because we can grab coffee and go somewhere to talk about it without being disturbed or overheard to the point where people think we’re crazy.”

            “Oh. That’s a brilliant idea. I know a nice shop nearby.”

            “That’s good because I have no idea where anything is around here. I’m not from the area.”

            I nodded and watched as he came around the corner wearing faded jeans and a light grey t-shirt. So cute. And you’ve got muscle under there. I’m not drooling, am I? Or staring? I made sure I blinked and reached into my pocket to make sure I had my keys still. “I was going to train here for a bit, but talk sounds better, don’t you think?” He nodded. “Drive separate or you want to ride with me?”

            “Depends. What do you ride?”

            “Motorcycle.”


Chapter 4:

Flint

            How could he tell? He’s gay and open about it. I’m not. I’ve never run into him before. How does he know I’m bi? He’s cute, but damn he knows?! I’m going to have to pull out of things now. Find a new gym. New fights. I hit my head against my locker. “Damn it.” I grumbled.

            “You’ll be saying worse than that when I get through with you.” Martin’s voice was familiar, even if I hadn’t heard it more than a handful of times.

            “What do you want, Martin?”

            “Revenge. Gabe, cover the door.” His coach nodded and flipped the lock to the locker room doors. “If anyone asks, the doors got stuck and we couldn’t hear them over talking and the showers.” He said to Gabe before turning to me. “You, on the other hand. How did you know that I was using something on my gloves? What proof did you have? Who told you?”

            “I’m just that good.” He raised his foot, connecting with my face in a solid kick.

            “You’re stupid if you think I’m going to let you get away with something like this. You really think I’m not going to do anything?”

            “I think you’re afraid of what I’ll do to you in return, but here’s the thing. As much as I want to let loose and beat the shit out of you, I’m not going to. I’m going to sit peacefully and wait. Wait for you to lose your mind wondering when or if I’ll break what I’ve just said and really beat you to a pulp.”

            He threw a fist at my nose, but I caught it with one hand. “Thought you weren’t going to fight me?”

            “Just because I’m not going to fight you doesn’t mean I’m going to let you beat the crap out of me instead. Protecting oneself doesn’t always constitute fighting.”

            “In schools it most often does count as fighting.”

            “So you’ve decided to go back and get that GED after all these years, Martin? I heard you’d given up on that and were content with your job trying to get paid for sex. Though I heard that more women were paying you NOT to have sex with them.”

            His knee hit my stomach with enough force that I was worried my stomach was going to come out my back. He kept me that way, letting my head hang a little, but making sure I couldn’t get much air. Hard enough to keep the pain present, but light enough to keep me just this side of passing out.

            “Back off, Martin. You don’t want to deal with me.” The tall stranger came out from around the corner.

            Oh great. Hello Mr. Cute Stalker Man. Am I going to have to worry about you doing something to me after Martin does? I looked up at him, starting to give up my fight for breathing, wondering if I could will myself to pass out.

            “What are you gonna do about it? You don’t even have the weight around here to get help. Not that it would do much good. Gabe and I could always say we found you here with him like this. Maybe I should add a few marks to his back and chest to make it look like you were trying to rape him. That certainly wouldn’t do you any good and they’d probably ban you from even coming to the fights here after that.”


Or is it Furguard? I haven't really decided yet...

This will be the story for November. Currently very much in progress, so bear with me as I update only slightly.

I have names.
Makiel
Ry-Ann
Rycroft

It took me forever to figure out Rycroft's name, the pain in the ass.

I know a few things that are happening, but nothing is fleshed out yet and probably won't be for a while still. I'm trying to NOT go nuts with the planning this time.

My notes printed last night look terrible right now because I wrote more things on them. I'm terrible with this because I write all over my notes.

Still plenty of things to figure out at this point, but a lot of time between now and November 1st. I would say October 31st, but then it sounds like I'm going to start that day when I just take Halloween off because I like the holiday and a day of blank rest before I start the writing.

Laptop was giving me issues last night so I'm a little wary of it right now. Hoping this isn't foreshadowing.

~Heather/Razor

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I write, I take pictures, I offer help when I can. What more is there to say about myself? I've got some great people in my life like :iconphi9bo:, :iconvioletrogue:, :iconlupus2032:, :iconredoctoberrising:, :iconixris:, :iconvulpes-vulpes-fox:, :iconltgdomo:, :iconfreedom-dreamer:, :iconnightquake:, :iconev1l-monsterboy:, :icontheultimatet:, :iconsecretbetweenthewar:, :iconblackwolfsilverpaw:, :iconspiritboundwolf: and many many more.

YIM/e-mail: packwolf13
NaNoWriMo: Razor13 (nanowrimo.org/en/participants/…) (same username for Camp NaNoWriMo)
Blog: hrshavor.wordpress.com/
IMVU: PoetRazor13
Tumblr: poetrazor13.tumblr.com
Current Residence: Same place for 23 years...
Favourite genre of music: Mostly Alternative Rock, but it depends on my mood.
Favourite photographer: Too many amazing people, but I don't look at this much.
Favourite style of art: Have you seen my favorites? I'm open-minded to styles.
Operating System: Win 7 and Win XP
MP3 player of choice: iPod Classic
Wallpaper of choice: I almost always have something up so I don't see this much.
Skin of choice: Mine. Words. Music.
Favourite cartoon character: Jack by Timmit and Cast of Salem Uncommons! Too many more to list.
Personal Quote: "Sometimes the greatest gift is the sound of the one you love walking in the door." - Me
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roadkillKitten Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2015
Thanks for the fave on "Forever and Tomorrow"
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Razor13 Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome. Keep up the great work!
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roadkillKitten Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2015
:badteethhug:  I will endeavor to do so!
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thanks for faving
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My pleasure. Thank you for putting that information into a better perspective! I hadn't been on in a while and dA HQ never posted about it.
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davincipoppalag Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I know..it just happened apparently.. but many are all up in arms.. I wanted to insert a voice of reason
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roadkillKitten Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2015
Thank you for the fav! on "Little Red" and "The Party Rules"
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VictorDe Featured By Owner Jun 17, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Hi~ watch back please T^T 
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Thank you kindly for the favorite! Maybe you'll have a suggestion about my design? :)
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Hiya there! :D
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