“I googled it, Sir ~ Brie”
―
Red Phoenix
“Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.'Come on, you can do better than that!' he yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.The second jet of light hit him squarely in the chest.The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock.” ― J K Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“Know that I will think of you as a goddess even as I fuck you like a slut.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Submits to Her Master
“I googled it Sir.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Learns the Art of Submission: Submissive Training Center
“As they climbed it, the various Healers called out to them, diagnosing odd complaints and suggesting horrible remedies. Ron was seriously affronted when a medieval wizard called out that he clearly had a bad case of spattergroit.“And what’s that supposed to be?” he asked angrily, as the Healer pursued him through six more portraits, shoving the occupants out of the way.“ ’Tis a most grievous affliction of the skin, young master, that will leave you pockmarked and more gruesome even than you are now —”“Watch who you’re calling gruesome!” said Ron, his ears turning red.“The only remedy is to take the liver of a toad, bind it tight about your throat, stand naked by the full moon in a barrel of eels’ eyes —”“I have not got spattergroit!”“But the unsightly blemishes upon your visage, young master —”“They’re freckles!” said Ron furiously.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“Do not censor yourself. Let go of that part of your brain and just be.” ― Red Phoenix, Socrates Inspires Cherry to Blossom
“Goodreads sports some of the social awkwardness of middle school. If you are looking for a friend, I promise no matter your background or book preferences I will be your friend. :)” ― Red Phoenix
“Who're you writing the novel to anyway?" Ron asked Hermione, trying to read the bit of parchment now trailing on the floor. Hermione hitched it up out of sight."Viktor.""Krum?""How many other Viktors do we know?"Ron said nothing, but looked disgruntled. They sat in silence for another twenty minutes, Ron finishing his Transfiguration essay with many snorts of impatience, rolling in up carefully and sealing it, and Harry staring into the fire, wishing more than anything that Sirius's head would appear there and give him some advice about girls. But the fire merely crackled lower and lower, until the red-hot embers crumbled into ash and, looking around, Harry saw that they were, yet again, the last in the common room."Well, 'night," said Hermione, yawning widely, and she set off up the girls' staircase."What does she see in Krum?" Ron demanded as he and Harry climbed the boys' stairs."Well," said Harry, considering the matter, "I s'pose he's older, isn't he...and he's an international Quidditch player....""Yeah, but apart from that," said Ron, sounding aggravated. "I mean he's a grouchy git, isn't he?” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“How do you know you have a cheap Dom?"Brie rolled her eyes. "Just hit me with it.""He asks you to take off your collar to walk the dog."Brie actually laughed out loud.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Embraces the Heart of Submission: After Graduation
“"Damn, woman, you feel so good.' [Master] said hoarsely” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Pleases Her New Master
“You haven’t given me any ink,” he said.“Oh, you won’t need ink,” said Professor Umbridge with the merest suggestion of a laugh in her voice.Harry placed the point of the quill on the paper and wrote: I must not tell lies. He let out a gasp of pain. The words had appeared on the parchment in what appeared to be shining red ink. At the same time, the words had appeared on the back of Harry’s right hand, cut into his skin as though traced there by a scalpel — yet even as he stared at the shining cut, the skin healed over again, leaving the place where it had been slightly redder than before but quite smooth.Harry looked around at Umbridge. She was watching him, her wide, toadlike mouth stretched in a smile.“Yes?”“Nothing,” said Harry quietly.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“Little CinderGirl, they can't understand you.You rise from the as-heap in a blazeand only then do they recognize you as their one true love.While you pray beneath your mother's tree you carrve a phoenix into your palmwth aa hazel twig and coal;every night she devours more of you.You used to believe in angels.Now you believe in the makeover;if you can't get the grime off your faceand your foot into a size six heelwho will ever bother to notice you?The kettle and the broom sear in your grasp,snap into fragments. The turtledoves sing,"There's blood within the shoe."You deserve the palace, you think, as you signalthe pigeons to attack, approve the barrel filled with red-hot nails.Its great hearth beckons, and the prince's flagrises crimson in the angry sun.He will love you for the heat you generate,for the flames you ignite around you,though he encase your tiny feet in glassto keep them from scorching the ground.” ― Jeannine Hall Gailey, Becoming the Villainess
“he stopped and chuckled. “Of course you would choose that chair.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Pleases Her New Master
“I brand you tonight not only to mark you as mine, téa, but to celebrate your devotion and courage as my submissive. To others it may symbolize my ownership over you, but to me it announces my undying commitment. There will be no other in my life. Even death will not stand in the way of my commitment to you.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Embraces the Heart of Submission: After Graduation
“Be confident in who you are, Cherry Blossom. Confidence and an understanding of who you are is an alluring combination men won't be able to resist.” ― Red Phoenix, Socrates Inspires Cherry to Blossom
“The Human brain is a hotbed of imagination, capable of taking a simple stimulus and magnifying it many times greater than it is...let your mind run wild!” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Submits to Her Master
“In the loudest voice I could muster, I shouted, "As of this moment, you are no longer the armies of China, Macedonia, Myanmar, Tibet or India. You are now warriors of Durga! We have already fought and overcome many fierce creatures. Now we give you the symbol of their power."I borrowed the Scarf and touched it to my Pearl Necklace. The silken material sped down each and every soldier to cloak them in the most brilliant red, blue, green, gold and white. Even the flag bearers were not left out and now held banners depicting Durga riding her tiger into battle."Red for the heart of a Phoenix that sees through falsehood!" I cheered and raided the trident. "Blue for the Monsters of the Deep that rip apart those who dare to cross their domain! Gold for Metal Birds that cut their enemies with razor beaks! Green for the Horde of Hanuman that comes alive to protect that which is most precious! And white for the Dragons of the Five Oceans, whose cunning and power has no equal!” ― Colleen Houck, Tiger's Destiny
“Is mine fat!” ― Red Phoenix, Brie's First Day of Submissive Training
“I googled it, Sir.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Practices Her Oral Skills
“Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.'Come on, you can do better than that!' he yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.The second jet of light hit him squarely in the chest.The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock.” ― J K Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“Know that I will think of you as a goddess even as I fuck you like a slut.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Submits to Her Master
“I googled it Sir.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Learns the Art of Submission: Submissive Training Center
“As they climbed it, the various Healers called out to them, diagnosing odd complaints and suggesting horrible remedies. Ron was seriously affronted when a medieval wizard called out that he clearly had a bad case of spattergroit.“And what’s that supposed to be?” he asked angrily, as the Healer pursued him through six more portraits, shoving the occupants out of the way.“ ’Tis a most grievous affliction of the skin, young master, that will leave you pockmarked and more gruesome even than you are now —”“Watch who you’re calling gruesome!” said Ron, his ears turning red.“The only remedy is to take the liver of a toad, bind it tight about your throat, stand naked by the full moon in a barrel of eels’ eyes —”“I have not got spattergroit!”“But the unsightly blemishes upon your visage, young master —”“They’re freckles!” said Ron furiously.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“Do not censor yourself. Let go of that part of your brain and just be.” ― Red Phoenix, Socrates Inspires Cherry to Blossom
“Goodreads sports some of the social awkwardness of middle school. If you are looking for a friend, I promise no matter your background or book preferences I will be your friend. :)” ― Red Phoenix
“Who're you writing the novel to anyway?" Ron asked Hermione, trying to read the bit of parchment now trailing on the floor. Hermione hitched it up out of sight."Viktor.""Krum?""How many other Viktors do we know?"Ron said nothing, but looked disgruntled. They sat in silence for another twenty minutes, Ron finishing his Transfiguration essay with many snorts of impatience, rolling in up carefully and sealing it, and Harry staring into the fire, wishing more than anything that Sirius's head would appear there and give him some advice about girls. But the fire merely crackled lower and lower, until the red-hot embers crumbled into ash and, looking around, Harry saw that they were, yet again, the last in the common room."Well, 'night," said Hermione, yawning widely, and she set off up the girls' staircase."What does she see in Krum?" Ron demanded as he and Harry climbed the boys' stairs."Well," said Harry, considering the matter, "I s'pose he's older, isn't he...and he's an international Quidditch player....""Yeah, but apart from that," said Ron, sounding aggravated. "I mean he's a grouchy git, isn't he?” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“How do you know you have a cheap Dom?"Brie rolled her eyes. "Just hit me with it.""He asks you to take off your collar to walk the dog."Brie actually laughed out loud.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Embraces the Heart of Submission: After Graduation
“"Damn, woman, you feel so good.' [Master] said hoarsely” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Pleases Her New Master
“You haven’t given me any ink,” he said.“Oh, you won’t need ink,” said Professor Umbridge with the merest suggestion of a laugh in her voice.Harry placed the point of the quill on the paper and wrote: I must not tell lies. He let out a gasp of pain. The words had appeared on the parchment in what appeared to be shining red ink. At the same time, the words had appeared on the back of Harry’s right hand, cut into his skin as though traced there by a scalpel — yet even as he stared at the shining cut, the skin healed over again, leaving the place where it had been slightly redder than before but quite smooth.Harry looked around at Umbridge. She was watching him, her wide, toadlike mouth stretched in a smile.“Yes?”“Nothing,” said Harry quietly.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“Little CinderGirl, they can't understand you.You rise from the as-heap in a blazeand only then do they recognize you as their one true love.While you pray beneath your mother's tree you carrve a phoenix into your palmwth aa hazel twig and coal;every night she devours more of you.You used to believe in angels.Now you believe in the makeover;if you can't get the grime off your faceand your foot into a size six heelwho will ever bother to notice you?The kettle and the broom sear in your grasp,snap into fragments. The turtledoves sing,"There's blood within the shoe."You deserve the palace, you think, as you signalthe pigeons to attack, approve the barrel filled with red-hot nails.Its great hearth beckons, and the prince's flagrises crimson in the angry sun.He will love you for the heat you generate,for the flames you ignite around you,though he encase your tiny feet in glassto keep them from scorching the ground.” ― Jeannine Hall Gailey, Becoming the Villainess
“he stopped and chuckled. “Of course you would choose that chair.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Pleases Her New Master
“I brand you tonight not only to mark you as mine, téa, but to celebrate your devotion and courage as my submissive. To others it may symbolize my ownership over you, but to me it announces my undying commitment. There will be no other in my life. Even death will not stand in the way of my commitment to you.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Embraces the Heart of Submission: After Graduation
“Be confident in who you are, Cherry Blossom. Confidence and an understanding of who you are is an alluring combination men won't be able to resist.” ― Red Phoenix, Socrates Inspires Cherry to Blossom
“The Human brain is a hotbed of imagination, capable of taking a simple stimulus and magnifying it many times greater than it is...let your mind run wild!” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Submits to Her Master
“In the loudest voice I could muster, I shouted, "As of this moment, you are no longer the armies of China, Macedonia, Myanmar, Tibet or India. You are now warriors of Durga! We have already fought and overcome many fierce creatures. Now we give you the symbol of their power."I borrowed the Scarf and touched it to my Pearl Necklace. The silken material sped down each and every soldier to cloak them in the most brilliant red, blue, green, gold and white. Even the flag bearers were not left out and now held banners depicting Durga riding her tiger into battle."Red for the heart of a Phoenix that sees through falsehood!" I cheered and raided the trident. "Blue for the Monsters of the Deep that rip apart those who dare to cross their domain! Gold for Metal Birds that cut their enemies with razor beaks! Green for the Horde of Hanuman that comes alive to protect that which is most precious! And white for the Dragons of the Five Oceans, whose cunning and power has no equal!” ― Colleen Houck, Tiger's Destiny
“Is mine fat!” ― Red Phoenix, Brie's First Day of Submissive Training
“I googled it, Sir.” ― Red Phoenix, Brie Practices Her Oral Skills
