MDC 102: A Lion's ClawIcy wind blew around the boy as he walked. Though his drew his coat close around his body, his efforts were in vain. The cold had sunk its claws deep into his bones and there was no way he was going to get warm. Not until he had spent a good deal of time indoors anyway. His heart lept in his chest as he saw the dorm building for the first years, and he hurried towards it. Warmth immediately caressed his skin when he stepped inside, however the chill from the open door at his back was taking the comfort off of the heat. Closing the door against the harsh winds proved more difficult than it should have been. He wasn't the strongest creature as it was, and when that was combined with the force of the wind and the weight of the door, he was almost completely useless. He ended up having to throw his entire body weight against it to finally force it closed. Exhausted, he slumped down against it for a moment of rest before mounting the steps and beginning the climb to the floor his room was fMDC 102: A Lion's Claw by bluryoutlines
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
how to tell me my scars are beautiful.leave roses with thorns on my stairwell, the kindhow to tell me my scars are beautiful. by ohellohara
that would entice me when i was fourteen but now
serve as silent irritation—when we eat steak, use
your thinnest, sharpest knife to cleave the meat
into tiny squares and let me watch you wash it
and put it away when you’re done—open your
packages with your trusty pocket knife, peter
pan boy scout, and when i move in, let me
borrow it; don’t question the t-shirts i order
in winter and the sweatshirts i order during the
sweltering heat of summer—when i lay beside you
at night and talk about the state of the universe
that day, nibble on my ear, scratch my arm, slap
my rump until i giggle and push you away, finally
ready to fall into the quiet abyss of dark and sleep
|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
If you want a fanfiction, then all you have to do, send me a private note with this format:
Pairing: (Tell me what pairing you want.)
Prompt: (Words, songs, pictures anothing to help me give you something you'd enjoy reading.)
Rating: (What should this be reated so I know how much of a block should be put on it.)
Other information you might want to send with it:
Can I swear?: (Yes or no. If yes, how explicitly?)
Sexual themes?: (Yes or no? How far do they go?)
Violence and Gore?: (Yes or no. How much? )
Ideologically sensitive?: (Yes or no? I am ok with abuse, but please to rape or pedophilia. If someone was attacked that way in the past, and they think about it or mention it, then fine, but no more than that.)
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Hope to make something for you soon.
~..I'm Emily Skye. I'm 17..~|
Call me Blury, call me Bluryoutlines, Emily or Em. I don't really care wither way. Just don't call me late for supper.
I have a rare-ish disorder called Albinism. So I'm albino. My hair is white, and my eyes are a pinkish colour. People tease me about this to no end. It's not like it was my choice right? but whatever.
I'm deathly afraid of spiders, needles, injection, mirrors, and having my picture taken.
I am an anime fangirl, yaoi fangirl, Pegasister, Trekkie, Sherlockian, S♥NE, Shawol, Blackjack, EXO-tic, and a V.I.P who lives in the SHINee World of Otaku and damn proud of it too!
People who are close to my heart and who you should check ou because they deserve your love: