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(Untitled)
Serena is - burning, burning, burning all the damn time. She is the swirling flame in the wind, the flicker of a white skirt spinning around her legs; encased in silk and satin and a frayed denim jacket Lily purses her lips at thinly ( Read more... ) -
bruises (1/?)
On her right knuckle there's a cut, it runs along her hand up to her wrist, curling around her skin like a snake. It's her venom, she laughs, falling flat on her ass in the middle of the club. I'm a fucking star, she screams, exhilarated and rushed ( Read more... ) -
my blood is radioactive
WIP ( Read more... ) -
wip: title in progress
Serena is a powerful witch. Blair a slayer. Unfinished ( Read more... ) -
i was as pure as a river
One hundred and twenty-six years old. Older if you count the time spent traveling through demon portals and dimensions as mystical energy, but that's an alternate timeline and dimension ( Read more... ) -
let me be your ruler
Blair is fourteen when she's crowned as Queen ( Read more... ) -
jump
It's easy to return towards the portal, swishing and swirling in front of you. It is like the answer to the prayer you've been asking every night: take me away, take me away, take me away. It hardly even hurts ( Read more... ) -
post-chosen drabble
It's this - the fake leather seats stickiness against your back, the endless, mindless chatter from girls who've been given their first taste of power and their first taste of loss simultaneously, the way Willow and Xander are curled up against each other next to you, your little sister who smiles for you (and only you; you know her well enough to ( Read more... ) -
blair waldorf, the slayer: series
In every generation there is a chosen one. In this generation there are hundreds upon hundreds of chosen ones ( Read more... )
