Angelic Thoughts...Devilish Surprises - DA's Inspirational Journal

Peeks in....GOT is awesome I have been reading the books. True Blood is really good as well the only reason I still have hbo.
 
Peeks in....GOT is awesome I have been reading the books. True Blood is really good as well the only reason I still have hbo.

I cave and buy the DVDs since I don't have HBO and see no other reason to get it except for those shows, lol! But OMFG... True Blood... just... guh.... Bill and Eric can bite me and suck my blood any time they want!!!! >.<

Did I just say that out loud? *squeaks*
 
I cave and buy the DVDs since I don't have HBO and see no other reason to get it except for those shows, lol! But OMFG... True Blood... just... guh.... Bill and Eric can bite me and suck my blood any time they want!!!! >.<

Did I just say that out loud? *squeaks*


Jessica is more my speed.... Growls.
 
I have this redhead fetish so...Jessica is so drools a bit and closes his eyes.

Hehe... nothing wrong with that. I have a blood fetish. >.< So, anything where being bitten and... well, you get the idea... is involved by a yummy man is appealing. >.<

*dreams of Eric*
 
Hehe... nothing wrong with that. I have a blood fetish. >.< So, anything where being bitten and... well, you get the idea... is involved by a yummy man is appealing. >.<

*dreams of Eric*


Lol... nothing wrong with that. So how is your day going...? I have been really lazy today.
 
Lol... nothing wrong with that. So how is your day going...? I have been really lazy today.

XD It's going pretty good. Ran a few errands, did a few things around the house. Wrote out a post. So, all in all, not a half bad day. You? Other than the laziness, hehe. XD
 
She curls up and sips some iced tea, her thoughts drifting a bit as she mulls her day. She hopes a certain someone is doing all right and had a good day, though being the sort she is... she worries.
 
Listening to Loreena McKennitt definitely soothes the soul and inspires the mind...
 
Curled up with a blanket I awake from my all too short nap. My blue eyes rapidly blink the sleep away, yet still I feel tired. So very tired... A part of me wishes I could sleep more, while another is glad to be awake, not wanting to linger in that lifeless and dreamless state of sleep. My tiny hands curl about the blanket, tugging it about my body as I curl up into a ball and begin to concentrate on my breathing, my chest moving up and down with each breath I take. My heart is steady, my mind starting to spin and finally I'm trying to will myself to sit up...

Sit up... sit up...

As I sit up, I glance about myself, a shiver running down my spine. My body shudders slightly and once again I find myself tugging on the blanket. A hand carelessly moves so that my fingers can lose themselves briefly within my brownish red spirals, raking through my mass of hair as I shift a bit where I sit. Letting out a sigh, I finally push the blanket away and off.
 
He stops by to look over the library's shelves. He lets his fingers trail over each of the volumes, most just plots in the beginning with blank pages behind them, waiting to be filled in with stories.

It is two of this womans ideas that gave rise to two of the three threads they are doing together... She has a gift, both for writing, and planning.
 
Quietly, she pads over to her library and watches him peruse the shelves. She sees him skimming the pages, her mind drifting and wondering what he is thinking as he glances upon them all. A tiny smile plays on her lips as she thinks about the threads they share, the stories and characters they've created together. Truly, she has found a kindred. Slowly, she enters her library and approaches, a hand reaching for his. "Do you like them?" she asks, her tone hopeful and sincere.
 
His hand finds hers giving it a gentle squeeze. "Aye I do. Although none posted here really fits anything I could play too well. At least not anything new." He smiles, "That being said I do like them, a lot..."

He slides one of the tombs towards her, not a new one, but an old one, that they've been taking turns writing in for 2 months, "My latest entry is inside... I do hope you enjoy it."

He spies the open tomb for one of their other stories, his lips again form a smile, "I see you have started on work for one of our tales." he observes.
 
Her fingers entwine with his and she leans her weight against him as he continues looking through the pages. "Don't be silly and don't short change yourself," she says. "You could play anything." A smile plays on her lips just then and she giggles, happy he approves of and likes her ideas.

She notices more pages written to one tale as he holds it out. Her eyes immediate scanning the words, pouring over them with great intensity. Her breath hitches as she reads on, the tension building with each sentence. Once finished reading, she looks over at him, her smile only growing. "It was wonderful, just as I knew it would be," she says. "And yes, I've begun work on another," she adds, her voice soft and low.
 
He gives her hand another squeeze, his thumb idly tracing the back of her hand. He watches her read, she is so passionate, she does nothing halfheartedly, his words seem to move her. "And that tension is mostly anger. I can't imagine the tension when it becomes even more sexual. Taurean is a powder keg He's like, this close to exploding. She has gotton under his skin, His training is failing him... his iron willed control is faultering." he smiles, "I was not sure if I should have him give in this early in the story, but this is at least a stepping stone."

He nods to her earlier words, "I am sure I could play any of them, I'm not as sure I could do each the justice it deserves."
 
The warmth of his hand is a comfort as he holds hers, his words as he tells more of his character a treat to say the least. This story will always be so very dear and the way it is building, growing... she knows it's only going to get better as they continue to write the tale together. "I think it's perfect so far. When the tension finally relinquishes some, it's going to be explosive," she says, her cheeks going a bit pink. "As for the other characters... I have no doubt you could play any of them if you so chose. I know you could play anything you wanted if you set your mind to it," she says. "I'll always believe that."
 
he nods, "Thank you. Its been a long time since anyone's believed in my writing as much as you. It means a lot to me, its a real confidence booster, and you're so good that you challenge me. We truly are well matched. And we might not get a ton of views over there, but at least we have one fan. My GF loves our stories and cannot wait for each new reply and for me to read them to her." he smiles, "Our work is the first of my writings I've shared with her. I really don't know why I never did before... But now I can't wait to share it with her now that I've started down that path." His smile is warm. He leans in to kiss her on the cheek, "Thank you for helping me spin such tales."
 
"You're very welcome," she says with a warm smile. "And you should have confidence because you are a wonderful writer and I'm privileged to write with you. As I've told you before... I'm so fortunate you found me. I will always say that." Her smile broadens a bit. "And it always warms me when you tell me of your girlfriend's reactions to our posts. I get giddy each and every time and feel a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment when the reaction is a positive one. It only encourages. So, it works both ways, you see," she says, leaning against him once more.
 
"Kind makes you feel like we have a fan, you know? Hey not long till we're doing book signings, right?" he teases playfully nudging her ribs.

he puts an arm around her holding her close, recognizing her need and love for touch, one that he also shares.

"Thank you for your kind words. you have made me smile more than once with them... I will be sure to come visit tomorrow." he says kissing her cheek again. "I may create my own home finally as I have long meant to. We shall see though. I will visit here for sure."

"Sleep Well DA..."

He turns and lets the ether take him, slowly fading away into the shadows again, from wence he came.
 
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