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Here you will be introduced to my...ah...rather eccentric characters, and multiple universes.
Also some fandoms.
I'm so sorry.
Little ThingsYour hand fits in mineLittle Things by Avalon-San
Like it's made just for me.
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be.
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me.
I'm not entirely sure how to put this all in words, but I'm going to try.
The last time I stood on a scale it said I was 180 pounds. I had been trying for the previous two months to lose weight, and I had hoped that I had. Even three pounds would have been great. But the numbers blinked back at me.
I admit that when it comes to exercising and eating right, I'm the worlds biggest procrastinator. I hate exercise. I love pizza and ice cream and soda. The thought of giving them up is nightmarish. And yet, the idea of becoming overweight, and possibly diabetic, scared me.
I had never loved my body very much. My stomach protrudes over my waistband, my thighs jiggle and they rub together when I walk, my upper arms are jiggly and I have stretch marks across my body. My face is round and sometim
Character Master ListI figured it's about time I had a character list. Especially since I have WAY TOO MANY.Character Master List by Avalon-San
So - this is a list of my various characters in their various universes. I'll have profiles up for them all eventually but for now we just have names.
Frey + Celendra
Petsite/Alternate Universe Characters;;
Angels of Death
The Ten Lords
scar-litthe scar-lit passagewaysscar-lit by escap-ing
of my throat twisting
and turning as the storm
of sound drums its way
edgy glass voices cutting
through tissue, exposing
bare throats that dangle,
helpless, in front of
flooding my mouth
drowning my tongue
tasting the rawness
of the words
strange how blood tastes
so dead when we need it
to stay alive
strange how it pounds
through my ears until
even i can't hear
my own words
speech in its natural habitat
the scar-lit passageways
of my throat
and yet i am still
SylvanWithout warning, he leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. He tasted of pears and salt; a strange mingling of flavors, but not entirely unpleasant. The salt of the earth, she thought, and the fruit that grew from it.Sylvan by pyromist
She remembered, as a child, watching her mother dip sliced pears meant for the king's table in saltwater to keep their flesh creamy white. Her gaze flicked to his tanned skin and a smile tugged at her lips. Definitely not a pear.
Around them, pear-white petals drifted from the trees like seasonally challenged snowflakes.
Her head itched and she could already feel her hair beginning to part. Fascinated, she reached up slowly to brush a hand along the twelve-point rack of antlers rooted firmly in his curly black hair. The horn was smooth and faintly warm beneath her fingers. He held very still until she withdrew her hand, as if he thought she might be easily frightened. Solemnly, he nodded.
They stared at each other for a timeless moment. She was caught by
Occupation: Artist, writer, avid reader and professional procrastinator.
Just Some Random Quotes:
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." - Edgar Allen Poe
“Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." - Christopher Robin to Pooh
"You know that in nine hundred years of time and space and I've never met anybody who wasn't important before " - Doctor Who
"I like drawing new things, creating something special. Its magical to me. Art is an endless journey with infinite possibilities." - Me