Cold FingersErin opened his eyes slowly and was greeted with darkness. Almost no light was able to make its way through the thick, dark curtains that covered the window. The curtains were chosen specifically for this purpose, since those who occupied this particular room had extremely odd sleeping hours and rarely if ever rose from their slumber before noon.Cold Fingers by bluryoutlines
With no light from the outside to give any hints as to the time of day, Erin cast his gaze over to the alarm clock that sat on the bedside table. It read, 1:27 PM. He groaned. In his mind, it was far to early to get up, especially after the events of the previous night. His partner had gotten a little greedy, had gotten him overly worked up, they lost track of time and before they knew it, it was three o'clock in the morning. Erin hadn't minded of course, but now, he was regretting staying up so late.
He snuggled closer to the warm body lying in the bed beside him and closed his eyes again. However, sleep didn't come. He lay there for twenty m
ChocolateRoxas threw himself down on the sofa. When he was situated somewhat comfortably on the chilly red leather surface, he pulled his prize out from under his sweater. It was a box of chocolates. His eldest brother, Cloud had been away on a trip for several weeks and had brought them back for him as a gift. He had been hiding these from Axel and Reno for around a week now. He knew that they both loved chocolate just as much as he did and would have the whole box eaten before the day was out. However, since they had both gone out together, Roxas figured it was safe to bring his little gift out and have a couple. It wasn't that he was trying to be mean or greedy by holding out on his friends. It was just that, the chocolates were a gift that was meant for him and not anyone else. Besides, he had told himself that it wasn't really all that mean to keep them all for himself. After all, if the others never found out about them, they wouldn't even know that they had missed out on anything. It wasChocolate by bluryoutlines
FightsThe building was made of dark grey stones and looked much more like a prison than a school. It was daunting and unwelcoming looking. Perhaps that was because it had once been a mental asylum. But whatever the reason, it didn’t look much like a place you’d want to send your children. At least from the outside. Erin interlaced his fingers with Jester’s before walking through the heavy wooden doors that served as the schools main entrance.Fights by bluryoutlines
Inside, the atmosphere was much more school-like. There were rows of hooks filled with the jackets of the children who attended the school outside of classroom doors. Many were open, though some where shut and the lights were off. From down the hallway, laughter and rapid footsteps could be heard.
Two children came running around the corner, a boy and a girl. One of them, the girl, ran into Erin. She stepped back and looked up at him.
Erin smiled at her.
The girl looked fr
|Hello every one!!! I am opening a commissions thing! |
So my commissions are Fanfictions (no shit eh?) Anyway:
If you comission from me, you will get a LLAMA in return. (sorry that's all I can offer!)
FanFics are going to be 10 points for a stand alone, and for one with chapters, the price will depend on how many chapters.
3-5 chapters = 15
6-8 chapters = 20
9-10 chapters = 25
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