Took a while for me to get motivated after the crash-and-burn of my last fic, but the creative juices got flowin' again. Yay.
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TVS: CeathairChapter four: Humans ExistTVS: Ceathair
Clearing my head of all unnecessary thought, I stumbled down the hills, occasionally looking back at the entrance to our hidey-hole, which was hidden in the face of a cliff, concealed from the locals. The hill was so overgrown, I had to stop and hack at my heels every couple of steps to be able to move. Eventually, I got to the river.
The river was mighty, cutting through the land as if separating the humans and vampires that lived on either side. Sometimes, it flowed so fast you didn't know how the world had that much water on it to begin it. The water was so muddy, if you cupp


TVS: Chapitre TroisChapter 3: Mancaves existTVS: Chapitre Trois
I walked down the hallways, painted the customary dark colors of ourselves. The floors were of dark walnut, polished to the point, were there any lighting at all except that installed for my benefit, it would seem like there were no lighting anyways, except for the glimmer of bronze doorknobs in the pale candlelight. The herringbone pattern of the wood inlay reflecting on the darker-than-maroon walls always left me a bit depressed.
My pace was slow, my booted feet dragging. Reaching my door, I clasped the doorknob, opening it without a sound. I had greased the hinges practically to de


The Vampire's Son: DosChapter II: Zee exists, apparently. A little too convincingly.The Vampire's Son: Dos
I knew who it was without turning around She had a very enthusiastic bounce in her step, as always. You could consider her somewhat of a little sister to me, just less irritating, and probably more fun to be around than an actual sister.
She was young, with gold-blonde hair that always seemed to be in a ponytail, no matter what time or place you talked to her. She even wore it to council meetings which could be embarrassing, because you were supposed to look formal. Her eyes were a remarkable red-orange color, rare among us, but still ch


The Vampire's Son: Chp. 1Chapter 1: Valentin ExistsThe Vampire's Son: Chp. 1
Lessons. Worse, history lessons. As yet worse, vampire history lessons. Literal translation: Val droning on for hours upon hours about stuff I didn't care about . At all.
As I spaced out, the older vampire assessed me, and he slammed the thick book onto the varnished oak desk I was leaning on. I jumped about seven feet into the air, hair practically standing up.
"Adrian!" Valentin scolded, "You havent paid attention to your lessons for days! What is distracting you?"
I rolled my eyes, shifting my position on the desk. "My thoughts are
| Never, ever call me anything but Mermy. I am 14, live in the city, and spend quite a lot of spare time writing random sheit on the computer. |
*glomp*
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*glomp no jutsu*
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This. Is. KINKY HEARTS!
I think I'll finally post my crackfic.
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*glomp no jutsu*
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This. Is. KINKY HEARTS!
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"...Still stuck in this we call life..."
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OMG >> [link]
Sprites is I~
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MOVED: ~Noari
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This. Is. KINKY HEARTS!
And yes. Stalker is I.
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MOVED: ~Noari
xD
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This. Is. KINKY HEARTS!
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