Here are my stories in the right order to read them, if that is they have more than one story. :) And yes, those are links. But in my first try at a fancy layout the links don't much look like links and I'm too tired to try and change it at the moment.

Silent Wish (All versions and right timeline):

Penny
Love

CLICK HERE (goes to silentwish_fic) for all the new fics.

Art for Silent Wish:
Characters

Alana & Sarah (Working title):
Falling
Biting
Evening
Morning

No Angels:

State Of Mind
Blond Hair
Gummi Bears
Documentary
Mine
Untitled (Posted at tamingthemuse)
The Return Of The Gummi Bears
Seven

Devil's Domain
(Just a hint for new readers: Devil is a cat.)

Devotee
Travel
Fans & Discrimination (Two LAME drabbles)

Aimée:

Aimée
Aimée The Kleptomaniac
Hamartia

One shots and stories who have yet to had stuff added to them:

Can't...
Train
Locked Out
Three little word war ficlets

North:

Veronika

Maya:

Maya (This one needs some editing. Not the story, but the format and mention of friends locking.)

Weird (Buffy/Torchwood):
Ships: Buffy/Faith, Ianto/Faith, Ianto/Jack (in future chapters), Owen/Gwen (Implied)

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Ships: Ianto/Jack

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Fandom: Only my own. :p

Prompt: #59-Desolate

Warnings: Talk of blood and some black thoughts.

Rating: PG

Summary: It's the day after and the girls have a little chat.

A/N: Credits for the photos and font are here: Click ME! except the cross which is found here: Click Me!. I have no idea what that brush is called which I used for Sarah's wings, but if you know then let me know and I'll credit. :)

Former parts (Recommended reading):
Falling
Biting
Evening

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It's 10 in the morning when Alana comes down for breakfast the next day. She only finds Sarah in the sun filled kitchen enjoying a bowl of plain old cheerios with some sliced down bananas and milk. You could call the place otherwise desolate and that Alana had the relative of the hangover visiting this morning. Hardly the first time though.

"Where is Mary?" Alana asked her, as she sat down across from Sarah and groaned at the radio playing. It wasn't even loud music, just some light morning tunes at a moderate setting.

Fandom: hah. Only my own.

Prompt: Straight from the dead guy's mouth

Warnings:  Blood, I guess. And biting.

Rating: PG

Summary: Kinda just continues from the last story, Biting. It's a late at night, someone comes to visit the three ladies and makes Sarah a bit annoyed. (This summary sucks. You just gotta read it.)

A/N: This thing is kinda a bit more cohesive than my other stuff. Like it seems to have some kinda timeline and you could say these are chapters, but I'm not doing the whole chapter thing at the moment. But you could look at Falling as chapter 1, Biting as chapter 2 and this as chapter 3.

Credits for the photos and font are here: Click ME! except the cross which is found here: Click Me!. I have no idea what that brush is called which I used for Sarah's wings, but if you know then let me know and I'll credit. :)

I like this piece, a bit. So, I hope you read and enjoy. :D

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Sarah and Mary were watching the Tv late on a Thursday evening. Something about disasters on The History Channel. Both were deeply engrossed in one about airship disasters when the doorbell sounded and pierced the Tv funk surrounding them.

Sarah looked at Mary who had covered her feet with a white knitted wool blanket and got ready to get up. But that was no good since it was much easier for Sarah to get up from her position on the couch.

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Fandom: None.

Prompt: prompt 57-barophobia

Warnings: Umh. Biting and blood.

Rating: PG-13, just in case

Summary: Alana takes Sarah clubbing. Maybe it was too early.

A/N: It might be a bit weird to read, but it's like that because of how Sarah is at that time. lol. And i almost forgot to post it. lol. Ops. And the circle thing brush is called dv_circles (but I don't know who made it. It's an old brush). I don't know what is the name of the flower pattern one, but if someone does know it, let me know, please so I can credit?

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Sooooo I'm just a little dizzy. Not a big deal. I kind of lost Alana even when she told me to stick close to her since she knows all about this life here but I lost her when we were leaving. The crowd can totally brutal and this guy asked me if I was lost. Which I think I nodded to and he was all I'll help you then. Where do you want to go?

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Fandom: None. Except the stuff in my head, which is my own little fandom. But I doubt that counts. lol. ;)
Prompt: #56 - St. Peter
Warnings:  Umh, swearing.
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe.
Summary: What do you do with a person you find late at night sleeping in your backyard?

I have art!! Yes, I do. It really helped with the writing actually. That and again spuffy_seeker . Heh.

So, there's the banner above and then the rest below (under the cut):

( Click for TEH art... )
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When I woke up, I smelt coffee in the air which was weird since Mary had told me last night that she hadn't touched the stuff in years. Someone else must live in this house who is a coffee drinker.

So, I got off the couch where I had slept wrapped in warm fleece blankets and tried my best to scratch the scars on my back. I found a dress laid over the back of a chair near the couch which really could only mean it was meant for me as far as I know I'm the only one still naked in this place. I slipped the white cotton thing on and walked into the kitchen where someone who was definitely not Mary was watching the microwave with great interest.

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Muzak

Summary: This kinda follows my last fic, Secret. Things are bit tense since that happened and things are bound to blow up with all those vampire tempers around.

(Sorry if the the all caps thing bugs anyone.)

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Favorite Place

Summary: Jay has a favorite place. ;)

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Just some ficlets that I did last night, in me first Word War. Hehe. Silly. I like The middle one the best. Credits for banners coming soon.



Oh, how she hated to be named the same a certain blond-haired slayer from a certain Tv show.

Sure it would have been nice if she indeed was like her and all, blond and pretty. But nope, she was herself. Black, short hair and funky eyes that couldn't seem to decided what dull color they were going to be.

It's not like her Mom decided to name her after that show, but she was growing up just as that show became popular and man was she the butt of many jokes about girl power and vampires.

Maybe that was why she wanted to slap that Joss Whedon if she ever saw him for naming his main-main character as Buffy.

And the worst part was her name was Winters. She was Buffy Winters. Haha, very funny. She had legally changed her name to Elizabeth Winters. She thought it was more elegant and fitting but her Mother and family still called her Buffy.

Her friends only did that if they wanted to bug her or anything, or they'd call her Liz, Lizzie or some version of that. Also her sisters called her that if they wanted to get on her good side and ask her to do something they didn't want to do like take their Mother shopping or something.

Because no one wanted to take her shopping, since she tried on everything twice and asked all these really silly questions of the staff which they couldn't possibly know and shopping was just not made fun with her.



"Oh, leave me alone!" Simone muttered to the devil who was pulling her comforter away from her...on a Saturday!!!

"No, no. You promised me that you would help us with making the Christmas cards this year. Just before you went to sleep yesterday did you say that you would help us. And you are going to help this year." Her Dad told her, as he finally ripped the red-checkered duvet of her and she groaned as the light hit her face from her window.

She hated the holidays. Her family was all about the arts and crafts while she just wanted to spend it playing games on her Playstation 2. Especially her Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Chaos Bleeds. It's actually a quite tricky game, even if you had a walkthrough. Which she only took a peek at if it got too difficult and she had died a few times.

But she had promised him that she would help and she was not going to hear the end of it until she joined them at the living room table which was probably filled with glitter, stickers, glue, potato-stamps and paint.

It couldn't be too bad, except maybe she would get glitter in her hair again like last time. It would take days to get rid of it. It really gets down to your scalp and stays there and oh, man, if you have long hair it might take weeks to get it all.

So, she dragged herself out of bad and pulled on some comfy jeans and this really nice long sleeved Grey shirt with full-length sleeves. It was 100% cotton and like 70% off, even though there was nothing wrong with it... that she could see anyways.

Her six year old sister was already seated at the table, in her smurfs nightgown. The retro cartoon because it used to be Simone's favorite nightgown when she was younger. They never threw it away and it had been old when Simone got it. Hand-me-downs tend to rock at times.

When Simone sat down with her, Jolie just beamed up at her and then continued to smear some of that glue-stick on her green card and then sprinkle some silver glitter on it mixed with some red as well.

Then she pushed a red card read to be decorated at Simone and looked up at her with such joy in her eyes that Simone didn't really feel as tired as she had earlier and was just glad that she had been woken up to take part in this tradition. But she was starting to wonder where the heck their Dad was.

Because if he had gone back to sleep after he so brutally woke her up, she was going to give him a piece of her mind. Oh, yes she was. Because that was truly evil, to wake her up to do this with her sister just so he could go back to sleep.

"Dad, where are you!?" Simone yelled, and knew he would hear it into his bedroom since their flat was quite small after they moved out of their house after the divorce. Her mom wanted the house, not the kids. She was never a great mom anyways.



"What are you doing, huh huh huh?" Lilly's annoying brat of a brother, Billy asked her as he kept trying to look over her shoulder and onto her laptop screen. He was driving her insane and their parents weren't home and she was left with demon spawn.

Her parents just leave her with him without notice and they knew that she had to write this essay. But ooh, since it was just a history essay they didn't think it needed as much time as if you were writing a paper for science or law.

She knew she had a problem with procrastination and all that, so she only had about two weeks until the paper was really due but you got extra points for turning in early. The teacher had said so and he didn't look like he was kidding. Plus, even though she loved that class she had never been exceptional at it so she wanted to at least once hand in something that might give her an A or even a A-Plus.

But no, she has to be left with the brat on one of her few days where she's not actually working as well. Anyone that has tried to write an essay like this on their breaks at their job which is at a supermarket in a mall knows that that is just doomed.

She needed this time and she couldn't even leave for some quiet because then he would left on his own and he had lost that trust when they all left one time and came back to the apartment totally wrecked. Also he could only have two friends in at once or they had to go out to play.

"Go away and watch Tv, I'm busy." Lilly muttered to him, as she shielded her screen from his eyes.

"Your not busy! Your just reading cartoons. Mom said not to bother you because you were doing homework, but I knew she wasn't right. I'm so going to tell when they get home and then they'll be really annoyed at you." Billy told her, as he saw the window open on the screen which had the web-comic Oh My Gods! on it.

"I was just taking a break. I was working on my essay before that. And it's not like I'm in High School anymore. Never forget that I'm sill older than you and in Collage." Lilly told him and did the immature thing of poking her tongue out at him as if that would prove her point at all.

"But you still live with us. And Mom always says if we live here we have to do as they say." Billy told her, all annoyed that she had reminded him that she was almost not a teen and he was only 10. Heh.

"So, that doesn't mean that I have to go by the rules that are made for a 10 year old. I'm trying my best in school, and your interrupting me doing that. Which I'm so going to tell them when they get home and who do you think they are gonna scold?"

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Secret

Summary: This is like a year after my last story, Australia. Renée finds something out that shocks her and people do stupid things while angry, upset, etc. But she doesn't actually take it out on the right person.

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Australia

Summary: Renée and Marigold are on a vaction in Australia.

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Fandom: None. Original.
Prompt: 52-lockpick
Warnings: Nothing.
Rating: Pretty much G, I would think.
Summary: Annie gets locked out at the worst time.
A/N: Okay, so I was trying to umh, write a bit diffrently here so it might have some bumps in it. lol. And I'll get back to you with the credits for the banner. I just need some sleep or something right now. :)

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"Umh, what are you doing?" Annie stopped what she was doing and looked up at the lanky brunette guy standing behind her with a perplexed look on his face. Oh, crap. Yeah, just the first impression she liked to make on the neighbours or the neighbours boyfriend or whatever.

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Conclave

Summary: It's Aidan's birthday and well, more of that thing we call sibling love, and some soapy aspects.

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Sibling Rivalry

A/N: I was bored and it was like 4 AM or something last night. I asked Sara (spuffy_seeker) if she had any idea about soemthing I could write. Could be utter crack or silly-ness, or both. Heh. Yup, this is what became of that little chat. So, whoever reads this enjoy the silly-ness. :D

(Sorry if the the all caps thing bugs anyone.)

This is kinda for this story which has the working title of Silent Wish (a 2006 NaNoWriMo title). I kinda like it and Renée is in a diff color than the rest because she used to be the main char. lol. But that was when it was my NaNo but now it'll probably just be bunch of short ones with whatever char's I feel writing about. lol. i might though put them up in the right time line or whatever in the future. Heh.

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Blast From The Past

Summary: Jay, Jackie and Madeline visit a museum and get a history lesson. lol. Yeah, that sucks as a summary. You better just read it, makes more sense.

(Sorry if the the all caps thing bugs anyone.)

Seriously
Chapter. 2
by: Dru
PG (Though there is like one swear word. heh.)
A/N: I had some written in a notebook and then wrote some up. A bit longer than the other part. Woot. :) And heh, I don't know much about Dr. Who except what I've read online and it's not much, so forgive me if I messed something up. lol. Plus, I'm trying something new in my writing so heh, it might read a bit weird or maybe better than before. I don't know. Hmm

Anyways, I don't have a beta or nothing, but if someone wanted to do that for me I would love that, but I've gotta say I'm a bit impatient. I could wait like two days or so before I'd get that craving to just post the un-beta-ed thing. lol. Anyone up for the job? Let me know. *Grins*

Link to chapter. 1: Click Me!

Last time:

"You know, you ruined everything. We were just getting back to normal when you have to show up again. But instead of only taking the man I love, you destroy his image of me. Thanks a lot." Ianto told The Doctor, with a look on his face that he hadn't seen since before Susan was born.

Seemed he had mucked up things again. Great.

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"You know, he is right. There is no way that he could have told you. it was far too risky." The Doctor told Jack, as he stood in the doorway to Jack's office. Jack was just sitting in his chair and staring into space. Silent treatment?

"So, he's really your son? This isn't a belated April fools joke or something?" Jack asked The Doctor in a very dry voice, who was now poking around Jack's office and looking at things like he always did. Smiling at things he had seen before and looking back at Jack with an raised eyebrow at other things.

Yeah, I know. Not that great and seriously late. I'll do the proper info later. I lost my glasses. :(

Fans.

"Oh, please don't tell me your a Dr. Who fan." Kat asks her recently discovered half-sister, Danni who paused whatever she was watching on her laptop and looked up at the older woman.

"Says the anime & manga fan." Mutters the black haired younger woman to Devil, who was curled up next to Danni. She didn't give a damn about what they were talking about just as long as Danni didn't stop her petting.

"Am I going to have to separate you two, or will you play nice?" Lindsey asked them, as she came into the room.

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Discrimination.

"That's just a discrimination. You can't say I'm more of a geek just because I like this stuff and you like that stuff. Dr. Who is like THE geekiest thing ever." Kat told Danni, who just rolled her eyes at her and put the laptop away in her bag.

"What about Star Trek? That is the geekiest thing ever, in my books." Danni told her, as she looked up at her half-sister who actually seemed to be thinking about that.

"Actually, you might be right about that." Kat told her, and dusted of some cat hairs from her pants. Devil was shedding and there was cat here everywhere these days.

Fandom: None. Original stuff all teh way!
Prompt: #38 - Abascus
Warnings: None at all.
Rating: G
Summary: The same girls as were in Devotee, except this is when they were younger and Kat has just returned from her trip to Japan.
A/N: I kinda stayed up and wrote it, I just could NOT write it. lol. But I was trying to write something school related as well, so it's not the only reason I pulled an all nighter but woot, fun because before I wrote this I kinda fleshed them out and even a character that has yet to be introduced.

Chinese & Japanese Abacus @ Wikipedia

Photo used in banner gotten from here:  Abacus 2 by sh0dan @ SXC.hu
Brush: Mythic_Swirls01 (Know who made it? Tell me, and I'll credit.)

Enjoy!

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"Why do you have this old thing?" Lindsey asked Kat, who was unpacking her many suitcases about a wooden abacus with black frame and black beads. She brought home more junk than she left with at the start of the summer. She had spent it in Japan, just being a total tourist and relaxing. At first her Dad had come with her just to be sure she got there all right and got settled in, but then after a week he left for home but she stayed behind.

"Oh, I just thought it was cool. Don't you think it's kinda cool and has a certain charm? It's not like I'm going to put to rest the trusty calculator and start using this. Actually turns out it's a Chinese suanpan and not a Japanese soroban." Kat told her, as she stuffed clothes in a hamper she had dragged from the bathroom for her dirty clothes. It's not a whole summer's worth, that would be mad because then she would have run out of clothes ages ago but only like maybe a few days worth and the hamper had already been half-full or half-empty, which ever way you saw it.

Fandom: None. Original.
Prompt: prompt 37-devotee
Warnings: Umh. Nothing really, unless you have something against a same sex relationship.
Rating: PG (because I found a bit disturbing meaning for this weeks prompt. Heh.)
Summary: Failure in communication can be hilarious...depending on the person it happens with.
Author's note: I don't know them. They just popped into my head and were all hey, we're perfect for this prompt. Write about us arguing about it and our weird cat named Devil. But I do hope you enjoy it, because I enjoyed writing them. :)

Devotee @ Wikipedia

Photo used in banner gotten from here: Gato Cat by pepoitana @ SXC.hu
Brush: Mythic_Swirls01 (Know who made it? Tell me, and I'll credit.)

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"Devotee? Do you mean like those people who have a fetish towards people who have lost limbs?" Kat asked Lindsey, as they entered their place late one night. Devil greeted them with a stern look before leaving the room in a huff, the cat having been annoyed at having to stay in for the last week since it had been recovering from a operation.

"What? No, eww. What have you been reading?" Lindsey asked her, as she took of her jacket and hung it up in a closet in the hallway like always. Practically routine by now, which kinda bothered Kat since she always just threw her coat and purse on the couch in the living room before going to the kitchen for something to drink or eat but she probably should be used to it by now.