The Never ending cycleA Drake and Waveripple fic . Scratch that I mean a WAVERIPPLE and Drake fic.
Waveripple, a cat girl with blue hair and gray cat ears and tail, leaned against a bench in a little park. She smiled as the sun hit her skin and warmed her. She sighed contently. These were the days that she'd hoped never ends. Just lazily wasting way.
Of course, nothing ever goes as planned for Waveripple. From the time she'd tried to bake a cake and also burn down the house. The time she'd let out a pest onto a crop field. The time she'd blown up city hall. The time she well, let's just say there were a lot of times in which Waveripple's good ideas and good-luck plum ran out.
There was a crash. Waveripple jumped and looked around wildly. Unable to see, she leapt up and pushed the hair that fell over her green eyes out of the way. A mushroom cloud fluttered up from the sky. Of course, like most people would do when they see a mushroom cloud, Waveripple pounced to the
Little wolf and grief. Sieliya is back.Greeting you, friend./ Sorry for my bad english. /This is a difficult time for me, but I will not find a more suitable time to start my path in creativity and life.Unfortunately, I had a grief. My mother passed away in this January. It's hard and painful. But I can't give up. It's inexcusably.I'm still a student now (twice at the same time) and I have no job. Therefore, now I need to do something, at least simple, in order to support myself. So...My name is Lina, but on the Internet I like to be called Silya.I'm far from being an artist. I'm just... Since childhood I like drawing and now I want to do it seriously.Sieliya Farres is the name and surname of a character that I created back in 2012 and, in part, is a reflection of my inner "me". I will not disclose all the trump cards, features and tastes for leave a veil of intrigue. If you will stay and continue to watch my further successes on this creative path, you'll be able to personally observe my little story./Honestly, I forgot how to use this site. So much has changed and became incomprehensible to me. I also lost the habit of communicating in English. As you can see, it will be difficult for me alone. /I'll share my drawings here, on VKontakte and on Instagram, and it will be very pleasant for me if you follow:- https://www.instagram.com/sieliya_art- https://vk.com/sieliyafarres_arts I do not know whether success awaits me on this path or not, but I will try, no matter what.I hope, you will like it!
Writing Commissions Open!I am taking writing commissions again! Updated my fandom list and rules just a little bit and here you go: Examples of my work: ( 1, 2, 3 ) I also have this tumblr account specifically for my writings.As you can see, I am capable of doing both short stories and multiple-chapter stories. :) I am very flexible in general.Fandoms I am most familiar with:Dragon AgeMass EffectWitcherAmnesiaOkamiDisneyTransformers (specify universe)Historical fictionLOTR/the Hobbit/The SilmarillionGoTHarry PotterPercy JacksonTwilightWarriorsSilent HillSupernaturalATLA/ATLKHetaliaPokemon/DigimonStar TrekStar WarsMLPThe LabyrinthLovecraftian horrorMortal KombatMarvel/DCUSteven UniverseFNAFLeague of LegendsDon't StarveKingdom HeartsSonic the HedgehogFinal Fantasy (VII/VIII/X)Dragon Ball ZBleachFullmetal AlchemistSailor MoonTomb RaiderDnDSkyrimOverwatchResident EvilAlienPredator (franchise)Fire EmblemDoki Doki Literature Club!Yu-Gi-Oh!And if you don’t see a fandom here you can ask me and I will tell you if I know it or not! I didn’t list them all here.Things I will write:Your OCs/Self-insertsLGBT+NSFWOriginal Fiction (as long as enough information is provided)AngstFluffHorror/CreepypastasCrossovers (If I know the series)HeadcanonsTorture/GoreBDSMOmegaverseAUsRape/DubconTentacles/AliensVampires/Werewolves/Monsters etc.Furries/Anthro (both SFW and NSFW)Fetishes (please specify so I can see whether I’m okay with it or not)If I haven’t mentioned anything that you wish to know feel free to ask as well!Things I will NOT write:Pedophilia/UnderageDD/LG (Daddies/Mommies and littles)Vore/CannibalismInflationWatersports/ScatBestialityNecrophiliaEven if I haven't mentioned something, there are still things I may still not like and will not write it.Prices:Short and simple! 1 USD for every 100 words, which I think is pretty fair. I take payments through PayPal. PLEASE NOTE that I have every right to reject a commission, even if it fits my rules.Send me a note if you have an offer! :)
Project MasterlistI've actually been wanting to do one of these for a while! I have so frickin' many projects that it'll be nice to have a list. This is actually more for my benefit then your all's...Anyway, here goes! Other Side (Working title)-A reworking of a very old wish fulfillment story I've had around for years. Follows a group of close friends at an academy for the supernatural as they deal with bullies, their identities, and the occasional apocalypse. Also heavy on the drama. Monsters of Boys- Follows three teen boys who end up cursed and must fight dark monsters in order to win back their humanity. ARTIFACE-Typical jock Danny Mors' life was going perfectly...until he died. And then came back. Features ancient civilizations, ancient artifacts, lots of references to Frankenstein, and general Infi Studios weirdness.And then there are the fanworks... Drifting! Feather Pretty Cure-A boiler-plate Pretty Cure fanseries. Four girls, along with their angelic assistant, fight an ancient embodiment of hate and its cult. Bird-themed, if the title wasn't obvious enough. Check it out in more detail here.So, that's a wrap! Thanks for reading! If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask.
In the summer of 1914 part 1"Day and night they would inflict pain upon me when I would show signs of faulting to their whims and religious ways. If I so much as spoke out of term, they would deal with me in a manner most cruel...
Sister Maria was the most cruellest Woman I had ever encountered when I was sheltered in that hellish convent for so long. Long had I eagerly awaited when her cold gaze and crooked smile would leave the darkest places of my mind, forever. When night had fallen, I wished only for death. But, instead, an Angel from above was sent to me. My Vadim."
I remember that day quite well, it was the summer of 1914. I had just turned 12 and was eager to show what I had learned, after the rigorous and, harsh lessons and punishments that I had gone through. Though I was fast asleep in my quarters, I heard the loud banging on the door from one of the Sister's, who called eagerly through it an urgency for me to awake from my slumber so that I could join them for a stroll around the Church. Siste
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