Nov 24
As some of you may already know I write stories about Q and I, of an erotic nature that I do not post on forums such as this one, but rather on Blogger which allows for the mature content warning. I have posted a new one on there as of today. If you wish to read it and do not already know the url of my stuff please DM me and I will send you the link. *winks* Comments of course are always welcome and as always...if you do not enjoy stories of such nature then please refrain from asking for the location.
Oct 17
I would like to start off by thanking all of my friends for the well wishes. They meant a lot to me....as do all of you. To say that these last few days have been difficult would be an understatement. I am still having flashbacks of the night of the accident. Sleep doesn't come easy. When my eyes close I relive every fucked up moment. *shrugs* My injuries were not severe. Mostly cuts and bruises and sore muscles. I fear what suffered the most damage was my poor car as it is a total loss. I will not bore you with the whats/whens/wheres/whys of what happened. I am just grateful to the powers that be that I am still alive.....err undead as it were. *winks*
Q was amazing that night. He was very supportive and though I greatly wanted to abstain from his insistence that I go to the hospital, I went anyway. No one can say no to that man...not even me. *grins* I dare say that quite a few nurses/doctors and lab morons came close to losing their lives that night as they pushed my tolerance (and Q's) to the very limits and beyond with their incompetence. *curls lip* Whatever happened to the extensive training that the medical profession were supposed to endure before calling themselves doctor or nurse? These days it's as though they pulled some homeless gent off the street and said here....work on this injured person....ssshhhh it will be our secret. *rolls eyes* And to those of you who seemed a little confused.....this accident was totally REAL LIFE....I know it is sometimes hard to tell with RP and characters....but I typically choose to be one of those who stays within my character boundaries and rarely speak with an OOC in front of what I say unless in private with my good friends.....or I have some issue to address. So to any who thought this was all within the realm of fantasy....I assure you it was not....though I sometimes wish it had been.... *winces and sighs* ...because I miss my car and desperately needed it....but again...I am grateful to have not been more seriously injured. After Q has given me a clean bill of health we shall return to Deaglán's arrival. Though I confess I have much enjoyed his administrations of comfort and soothing, gentle care. *wicked grin in Q's general direction* Thank you all once more for your concern and for the many wishes towards a speedy recovery. Much love to you all. *smiles warmly*
Oct 9
Just wanted to post a little note to our friends on Twitter......during the coming week...weeks....Q's maker @DeaglanBrion will be a part of our story. If you wish to observe the happenings......please do follow him. *winks* Follow @DeaglanBrion
That is all. Please all....do have a wonderful holiday weekend. Well.....those of you lucky enough to not have to work anyway. *winks*
Oct 4
My hand stretched across the bed, reaching for him as I had done so many times since he'd left for this trip, only to find his side empty save for his pillow. I pulled it to me and inhaled his scent deep into my nostrils, trying to embed it there and push away some of the loneliness I was feeling. It wasn't working. I felt empty inside. Even here in Kildare. Our home was beautiful. Peaceful and serene. Unlike anything I had experienced as a mortal or since becoming vampire. But even our home was not enough to make me feel whole. Only Q could do that. His arms around me, his lips pressed to mine. My undead heart gave a wrench and a single bloody tear slipped down my cheek and landed on the stark whiteness of the pillow I clutched so tightly. I squeezed my eyes shut and begged the tears to go away. I wanted to be strong for him. I needed to. He would be pained to know of my sadness and I did not want him feeling me and worrying needlessly. I was safe and sound here in our home as I had promised I would do my best to stay. I had not seen hide nor hair of Colin and I hoped to keep it that way as I knew that Q was always worried about him when we visited Ireland. In fact I had not seen much of anyone. I had sent the help away today because my need to hunt had grown strong since his departure and harming them was not an option. They were loyal and reliable to my Q and had been for many years. I spent the loneliest of my times without him here, practicing my skills with my daggers. Feeling them spin in my hands. The cool smooth metal always gave me a rush and made me feel better. This time they only improved my mood for short periods as my thoughts always drifted back to my beloved warrior. My days were spent restless and lying awake when I should be resting. My nights....god...the nights....were dark and empty. I ached with the need to have him near. To hear his deep voice resonate through the halls as he conducted business or spoke with the staff. To hear him whisper in my ears of dark seductive things that always made me shiver and body tremble with arousal that only he could bring forth in me. To feel his big hands caressing my skin. His lips pressed hungrily to mine, our tongues dancing. *shivering uncontrollably now at the mere thought*
I had never expected to love someone so completely....need someone so desperately as I did Q. He was there in every intake of breath...every sight that my eyes took in....every slight breeze that touched my skin. Undead life without him was unimaginable. Inconceivable. I needed him home with me. Home. Odd that word now. I had come to realize that home was not really a place. Home was wherever my Quentin was. For that is where I truly wished to always be. With him, in his arms, protected, loved and cherished. No matter what part of the country that was in.
Oct 1
Hello friends. It's that time again. My mouth has something to say and my ass just generally follows along and looks good. *giggling* Before I get to what is on my mind, I'd like to make a quick statement on what Q and I are up to right now. As some of you may already know, @solacehart and I are in Ireland visiting our home once again. Visiting home is intended to be mostly for pleasure but we do have some business that needs to be taken care of while we are here and as such you will not see us on the stream at all from tomorrow through this coming weekend. Know that while we are away we will be thinking of all of you and wishing you much happiness and well being. *smiles* Now....on to some unpleasantness. I've been on Twitter for almost a year now. Amazing even to me. When I first joined I would never have thought to be here that long, but I have made some wonderful friends on this journey and met a truly amazing person. (Love ya babe) But in the time I have been on stream I have watched many things change. Some for the better, most....not. I have seen many people come and go. Most of us originals are still here. We respect one another and follow some very basic rules of protocol. Most importantly being boundaries. Something that the newcomers seem to ignore or simply not give a shit about. You want to role play with us...great. You want to create duplicates of characters that we already have and then try to invade the originals territory....not so fucking great. Right now there are so many Eric Northmans on stream that I can't turn around without bumping in to one or getting a follow request. For the record....the ONLY Eric Northman that I myself personally choose to acknowledge is @EricNorthman. Recently a very good friend of mine, @manicdistress threw a grand opening party in Shreveport. She asked for and received permission from OUR sheriff to host such an event. Sometime during the night, one of the "impostors" who was not even following her began questioning her "right" to have said event without HIS permission. To this person (I won't name names...but you know who you are)...I say...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! Seriously now. You wanna strap on your gun belt and play sheriff.....fine....go right ahead....but do it with your own circle of friends. Don't be so full of your own self worth that you come onto our "playground" and start making up your own rules. The best you can hope for is to be completely ignored.....and you don't even want to think about what the worst we can do to you is... *warning growl* So to all the extra Erics, Sookies (NOT referring to you evil @Sookeh cause you know I have mad love for ya girl *grins and winks* ) Pams, Hollys, Lafayettes, Queen Sophies, Alcides and anyone else I left out....I say to you....welcome....enjoy yourself....have fun...BUT respect the ones who were here before you. I have also noticed something else that has been bothering me......and several of my friends as well. Hooking up on the stream immediately with whomever you can get your hands (or other body parts on) is not very original but seems to be the new "thing to do" Fine....if that is how you feel you can best serve your character or their potential storyline.....then do so. BUT.....you had to know a but was coming... *wicked grin*....BUT...should you come upon a character that you think is "hot" or "pretty"...."handsome"...whatever...and he or she is already taken and with someone else......be they mated...bonded...dating....or married such as myself and Q....then have the decency and respect for yourself and for their significant other, NOT to fucking be flirting around or hitting on them. Not only does it piss off those of us who are with the person you are blatantly hitting on but it makes you look cheap and desperate and unless you are totally pathetic you cannot possibly want to come off that way. Be patient and take the time to find your own partner to team up with....or if you are in that big of a hurry....get a friend/relative or someone to assist you.....or hell....even play the damn counterpart yourself and no one will be the wiser....but under no circumstances should you put the moves on someone who is already taken. You may find yourself in a place you will not like....being scolded publicly and embarrassed for all on the Twitter stream to witness. Take this as a friendly warning....or really however the hell you want it.....just make sure you pay attention to it before it is too late and one of my friends lose control of their tightly reigned in patience on stream. Hell.....I may even join in just for fun.....I like a good bloodlust. *baring my fangs with an evil grin*
Sep 17
I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers. I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.
Aug 22
Anyone who truly knows me on Twitter knows that I am not afraid to speak my mind when something is bothering me or I have something to say. Some of you appreciate my openness and candor. Others not so much. To those of you who don't, I suggest you stop here before reading any further because what I am about to say may piss you off. Consider yourselves duly warned.....for there will be no other notice given. *winks* I have noticed a rash of "new" tweeter's lately in the twitterverse. There is nothing wrong with this as long as you understand that there are some common rules and courtesies involved in being a RP'er. First and foremost of these is not to try and invade another character's storyline or persona without approaching them for permission first. Even then, use some common sense when doing so and realize that if that character is already involved romantically with another character, then chances are you don't have a snowballs chance in hell of usurping the original "lover/husband/partner" And to try, may very well mean you are on a suicide mission of self destruct with your character because those you annoy will promptly block your ass or never let you follow them to begin with. (Like me). I generally do not like mentioning names when I write my blogs because it tends to stir the pot....but in this case I feel I have to call this person out. So @tattoorocker/@tattoodax/@vampfarell/@vampsiegfried and now @Marcus_West1....for fucks sake...we know these are ALL one and the same damn annoying fucker and we are growing rather tired of your desperate attempts to shove your way into the stream. Be cool man....grow a pair...and stop making all these ridiculous accounts. Yes I know you have many more....hell I even know the names of most of them, though I could care fucking less to....but you have a way of making me want to gouge out my eyes every time I see one of your lame ass tweets on the stream. Harsh some may say? Maybe....but apparently being polite to this person has not yet worked....so someone needs to step up and say something. I vote for me. Any objections? *growls* I thought not. *snickers* So...Marcus West...please leave my friend @AmmerieRain alone before you piss me off and I rip your damn throat out just to watch you bleed. I do so enjoy the bleeders. And believe me, you will plead for mercy before I am through with you. *evil smile* I have nothing further to say to you unless you force my hand....so kindly...go the hell away....or make a legitimate account and stop annoying the fuck out of all those you come in contact with. Now, speaking about my dearest friend Ammerie (and others) brings to mind something else that has been chaping my ass lately. That which I am speaking of is the rash of behind the scenes rumor mills and BS backstabbing. I won't name names on this particular case because those of you that are guilty know who the fuck you are. But be aware....so do I. And I have no qualms in kicking your ass on the stream if you continue to harass my friends. Nor am I above calling the local authorities in the town in which you live and letting them know you are a pathetic waste of fucking oxygen and enjoying verbally harassing good people. Maybe you were unaware, but your actions are against the law in REAL LIFE losers....so here's a thought....why don't you get a fucking clue and grow the hell up. People are growing tired of your childishness and immaturity. Consider yourself appropriately warned.
"No I can see it clearly
Why you feel me
Why you got to bring me down
No I don't want to fight you
Just to spite you
But I'm not afraid to take you out No I'm sorry to say
There'll be no sacrifice today Everybody expects me to break
but I'll never break down again
Everybody expects me to give up
but you'll never see me givin in
Everybody wants me to lose
but I'll never lose who I am " Partial lyrics by Theory of a Deadman...that says it all....
Jul 16
Never let it be said that I did not rise to every challenge...therefore...here are my five things. *winks*
Quentin - My first choice for what makes me happy should be obvious, and in fact if I could just post his picture here five times it would conclude this challenge for me. *grins* Quentin is my everything. Without him I would be nothing and my existence meaningless. He is my light....my strength...my love.
Sex - Okay...come on now....is anyone really surprised here at this answer? *wicked grin* Being intimate with Quentin is heaven on earth and I can think of nothing else more beautiful in this whole world than being within the circle of his arms as we share ourselves with each other, and become one.
Ireland - Being in Ireland with my Quentin truly felt like I had arrived at home at last. I was filled with peace and serenity. So it must be listed as one of my choices here.
Music - It speaks to me. Moving me through many emotions. It has the power to lift my spirits when they are low. To make me laugh when I need it most. And it gives me the words to express my love to Q when I can not find the right ones or speak them aloud.
Blood - It's decadent taste, as rivulets of it bathe my tongue, cannot be described in words that a mortal would understand or fully appreciate. The sound of it pulsing just underneath my victim's skin. The smell rising to my nostrils, filling my senses and bringing forth the hunger of my vampiric nature.. *shivers* Oh yes....I do so love the blood. *evil smile*
Jul 14
I would like to start out by saying that I have nothing personal against any character that I follow or that follows me. There have been incidents that I did not agree with and I took care of them privately in DM or directly in tweet. And when people chose to unfollow me for things I did on the stream, I mostly did not even notice, nor care. It is truly their choice and most of them requested to be on MY page...and not the other way around. So, there you have it...my disclaimer of sorts for anyone deciding to read what is about to follow. It is not personal but I have a right to voice my opinion the same as anyone else. Maybe even more so because I have been around on Twitter before most of the TB clan even joined, with the exception of the RP'er behind Sookie. The subject of Twitter sex has been the focus of many a person lately and as one of the couples that are "guilty" of such an infraction I think I have a right to speak on the matter. I remember back when "tweet sex" first started and indeed it was referred to as "scrabble". I agree with Miss May in the fact that it sounded lame coming from anyone but Eric and Sookie and is probably why it was quickly abandoned. Most of us kept it fairly clean and pulled the shade before anything too graphic got out. But that quickly got boring and felt like it was somehow cheating what could be made better. Q and I were the first to brave the masses and step across that boundary of sorts and branch out into the unknown. Some of you liked it and praised us. Others were not so pleased and stopped following as was their right. I did not complain at the loss nor did Q. We are all adults and as such we all have the right to choose. My profile bio stipulates that things occurring on my page are ADULT oriented and no one under 18 will be allowed to follow me. I do not hide what I do. I am very sexual. I am proud of that about myself. Am I asking you to like it? No I am not. Am I asking you to read it? No, I am not. Again...CHOICES. What really jumps out and bothers me about all this is that we came together on here because we ALL enjoy watching TB. And almost every single episode of TB has some form of graphic, explicit sex on it. Be it Jason banging away at various women in multiple positions....or Sookie and Bill with her frontal nudity and graveyard fucking in the dirt...or Tara and Sam....or most recently with Eggs. It never stopped any of us from watching the show...and most times was commented on in tweet as being "thud" worthy or HOT to watch. I fail to see where any of the couples doing the same thing in tweet is any different. In tweet we are not afforded the ability to have visual "scenes" and so have to use words to express what is happening. So in my eyes if you enjoy the graphic nature of TB, and then claim not to enjoy it in tweet...well quite frankly it sounds a little hypocritical to me. But that is my opinion and again, no one is forcing you to watch. Many of us write fan-fiction or sex stories and I am one of those. I have absolutely no shortage of page hits to any of my stories so I know there are many of you out there who follow me who like what Q and I do. And to those I say, thank you for continuing to follow us even though we have not been around as much lately. To the ones who choose to unfollow me/us for what we do...well I am sorry to see the ones go whom I thought were my friends...but I bear no ill will towards them and will even continue following some of them in return because I like what they do. What needs to be reminded to some of you out there though, is that there are no rules to Twitter.....no Twitter police to tell us grown adults what we should or should not be tweeting. And although you are entitled to your opinions you are not entitled to bash anyone or harass anyone who chooses not to go by rules that you invent for your own benefit. I think that concludes my rant.....should something else occur to me I may add it later. Be well all and try and be nice to each other. This was after all.....supposed to be fun.
