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Title; Never a Happy Ending

Author; Tarklovishki

Rating; M

Summary; Sam thought he'd be happy once the Apocalypse was over, when Lucifer and Michael were trapped in the cage and unable to break free. He thought wrong.

Warnings/Spoilers; Character death, some angst. No spoilers.

Authors Notes; I was in a really shit mood when I wrote this. I'm feeling a lot better now. Um, sorry if this is crap, by the way. I understand that this would be unlikely to happen, but I needed to just write it.


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I've hit a rough patch in writing the third chapter; it isn't coming out the way that I want it to. It's going to be a little while before it is updated again. I don't know if anyone is actually reading this right now, but I just thought I would let you know. And an update on A Winter Rose will come in a few short days.

Thanks for being patient with me,
Tarklovishki.
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Title; A Winter Rose

Author; Tarklovishki

Pairing; Dean/Castiel

Rating; M

Spoilers/Warnings; Completely AU.

Summary; Dean Winchester had always wondered about the Novak family that had been banished from the town of Winter a hundred years ago, who lived in that strange Gothic house on the mountain. Finally, after years of wondering, he goes to investigate.

Authors Notes; This will be a story about five to seven chapters in length.


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Title; Flying with the Clouds

Rating; PG

Summary; Castiel has the best way to cure Dean's fear of flying.

Authors Notes;I was in the mood for a bit of fluff, and then I saw a photo on Tumblr, and then this was born. :D If it's bad, then I'm just in one of those moods. 3

Flying with the Clouds

"Do you trust me?" )
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Title; Silence Between Kingdoms

Rating; NC17 for later sex scenes, graphic violence, murder, torture, swearing,

Summary; A month after Castiel becomes Dean's hunting partners; he gets desperate calls from heaven urging him to come back for his own good. He ignores them in favour of being with Dean. Something crawled out of hell through the hole that Sam fell through, something that has its sights set on Dean. Very quickly, Castiel becomes Dean's only hope of survival. Destiel.

Author's Notes; I haven't watched the entire season 6, only six episodes, and I've only seen Slash Fiction from season 7 so my knowledge of what goes down is flimsy, so I'm going to make a lot of stuff up. Dean will have a personality change, as will Cas, and don't worry; Sam will be in this story, just not for a while. I love Sam, I do, but he doesn't fit into this. I'm hoping to update this every week, but I'm not going to make any promises because I write when I feel up to it because I'm susceptible to illnesses and headaches.

Silence Between Kingdoms

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Over Facebook, my friend was telling everyone about this exchange thing she's doing by going over to Austria for a few months. She said you don't have to be a student to do it, and this got me thinking about doing it for about five or six months, just for a change of scenery to learn new things. Except the most logical one to take would mean I'm overseas for my eighteenth birthday.

This would also be a good excuse to get into some part-time jobs to save up for it, because fuck it's over a thousand dollars. I just really want to get outside Australia for a few months, except I don't know how to ask my Nan if I can go. It scares the crap out of me to leave because I do have a mild case of separation anxiety.

What do you think? Should I do it?
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What Is Your Battle Cry?

Prowling along the cliffs, cutting down all who dare stand in the way using a studded crowbar, cometh Tarklovishki! And she gives a cruel roar:

"Brace yourself, oh human speck of dust! I am on a crash course with bloody destiny!!"

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I want to be cremated. Thinking about the fact that I'm inside the body that's one day going to rot beneath the ground is just icky. No, definitely cremation and my ashes thrown in the ocean. I'll have to write that one down somewhere where my family can see it when I get old and wrinkled so they don't bury me.
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My thoughts usually keep me up at night. It's like my body shuts itself down before my mind does. I always think of story plots (and sometimes act them out because I'm super bored). Unfortunately those story plots are lost to me now, but I hope that tonight's plot is a good one, and that it transcends into my dreams. <3
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Just tried to sign up to Delicious to save fics that I want to read, and the fucking thing tells me to enter a recaptcha when there is no recaptcha there! Bloody hell, does anyone else know of any good sites to save links to fics on? I'm getting really tired of stacking them onto my favourites bar, and then leaving them to rot for a good nine months.
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Getting back into the Supernatural fandom feels great; it feels like I've come home from a long, exhausting trip. <3 I'm home! :D
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I'm trying to write a fanfic based on Cinderella, and I just have this notion that it's really, really bad. -.- This one is seriously going to need to be rewritten once I get it finished. Oh, well. It was a spur of the moment decision to write it, just to take my mind off this unimaginable heat that's been cursed down on the whole country.

And I have this pounding headache and back pain that makes me feel like I'm going to break any moment now, which certainly doesn't help. But because I haven't gotten a job since I left school at least six months ago now, I don't have coverage -- I think that was the word my nan used -- so I can't use the Medicare card. The headaches and back pain have been off and on for two weeks now, and it is getting seriously annoying. When I wake up in the morning, an hour later it feels like I hadn't slept at all.

:/ Might as well just keep writing...
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You were born during a First Quarter moon

This phase occurs in the middle of the moon's waxing phases, after the new moon and before the full moon.





- what it says about you -


You test everything. You're sometimes unhappy with what others think is "good enough". You point out things you see wrong with the world, even if others are afraid it may cause some unrest. When something isn't right, you're the one who's not afraid to make dramatic changes. You're good at keeping your head in a crisis and reminding people that it takes a shakeup to fix things.

What phase was the moon at on your birthday? Find out at Spacefem.com


This sounds like me, perfectly. :D
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Oh, man. I remember a few months ago when the fandom was absolutely bursting with fics and art ... and now, it's like everyone's packing up shop and leaving. :( I was expecting something like this to happen, to be honest, but wow. I remember when it took ages for me to find something on my flist if I accidentally navigated away from it, but now two clicks and a couple of scrolls down, BAM, I've found it. I don't know, maybe I should join more communities and add more friends, but shit is going down.

... If only my Tumblr wasn't broken ...

Real life has been one major bitch to me, to be honest. I just found out last night that one of my best friends, who'd been coming onto me, calling me beautiful and wanting to kiss me, has been using me for eight freaking months. Eight! Son of a fucking bitch, I'm glad I only kissed him once. No, the bastard is going back to his ex - in the immortal words of my best friend, who the fuck goes back to their ex? Apparently it was a "mutual breakup" and on my friend's Tumblr, I found out that she'd been scowling at him and being a total ass.

If I squint, I can see the end of their relationship nearing.

Okay, so I don't think I quite handled the whole thing well; I blew up at him over the phone, my face full of tears, and then, in a fit of rage (you find that I have quite the nasty temper after a crying session) we both blew up at each other over the Internet. Yeah. Sometimes the Internet is just not a good place to land in times of teenage crisis.

I ended up, after getting angry at him over the phone, going to my friend's house. Keep in mind, it was ten o'clock at night. I'm really grateful that my friend and her mum allowed me to come over - they even paid for the taxi.

To add insult to injury, the taxi guy deliberately went the longest route to my friend's house. On a normal day, the cost of a taxi from my house to Waratah where she lives would be around ten to fifteen dollars. This complete douchebag ran the amount up to twenty-three dollars. Now, he could be a really sweet man, but seriously? Uh, I'm not appreciating the fact that he did that. I was polite to him and told him - through gritted teeth - where he was supposed to be going.

My friend, when I got there, allowed me to get behind her computer and get on the Internet, and this is where the argument took place. I'm notorious for being able to think up insults in half a second, tops. Less than that if I'm vengeful and in a completely bitchy mood. (But he did say that I could talk to him later and throw as many insults as I wanted, so naturally I took hold of this opportunity by the balls the first chance I had it.)

So basically I'm one friend down and ... strangely not upset about it. The bastard blamed me because he used me. I was willing to give him a chance, despite the fact that he told me how many of his friendships were ruined (by him? I do not know - probably heaps). But it's all my fault because I was being nice. See, this is part of the reason why so many people think I'm going to go from being bisexual to a complete lesbian. Don't ask me why, it's just what I've been told. My being nice means that I deserve to be hurt like that? Fuck him! I was nothing but a replacement for his ex-girlfriend, apparently. I'm not the kind of chick that forgives something like that. I was not put on this planet to be used by inconsiderate fucks who think they can get away with everything.

I've had a lot of time to cool off since last night, really. I'm back to being myself, with only one best friend left. It's sad because I remember being quite popular growing up, and then I started becoming an introverted, nerdy bookworm and suddenly I was left with nothing.

Anyway, I better wrap this up before I start ranting my ass off, which I'm close to doing.

Has anything like this ever happened to you?

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Always,
Tarklovishki.

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Title; Fiendfyre

Rating; M

Summary; Draco recounts the moments he spent in the Room of Requirement, facing imminent death by the Fiendfyre curse.

Authors Note; This just came to me in the middle of the night and I had to write it down. Consequently, it came to me while I was staring at the Deathly Hallows book amidst one of my many daydreams. I hope you enjoy it.

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A Question

Oct. 5th, 2011 12:01 pm
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I'm in the middle of writing a chapter of my original fantasy story, and I'm a little worried about chapter 7; see, one of my characters was just busted out of gaol, and now their squatting in a house, wondering how they are going to escape. Not much happens in that chapter, and there is some banter. Is it okay if a chapter doesn't have that much action in it?
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I'm looking for the name of a thing that you can hold swords in and put them up on the wall. For example in Pirates of the Carribbean 1, when Elizabeth's home is invaded by pirates, she tries to get a sword from that thing on the wall, only it's stuck. I need to know what that thing is. Can anyone help me?
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I started this livejournal to put my stories up to show everyone, and so far I have two stories that haven't been updating on here like I have been on FFN. What the fuck am I doing, you may wonder? Sleeping. Eating. Writing. Reading. I've been out of school for months, and I've decided to be a serious asshole and not update. I wish that I could give you the chapters straight up from FFN, but I hate using their new little feature that links back to FFN and the story.

I think it's my serious hatred for having to link the chapters together ... Now this journal has become a personal life updater, a complaint-ridden angst disease, and a squee meter. What have I been doing?!

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