Mean Streak - Part One by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Mean Streak - Part One
As he stared at himself in the mirror, he just couldn't keep the grin off his face. He took in the baggy red shirt, the plain beige trousers and the brown belt with the buckle made of tin. Not gold or silver, tin. Tin was great. Tin was normal. And this was where Miguel's new, normal life began.
"Oh, if dad could see me, he'd have a heart attack " he snickered, examining his newly grown in goatee with a huge grin. It wasn't very thick yet, but it was well-shaped and just about dense enough to be a goatee, rather than awkward teenage scruff. He'd like to see people call him a girl now. Girls didn't have beards. True, it was weird and itc
Madre and Padre? by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Madre and Padre?
Miguel always felt awkward when near a church. He wasn't one to shun faith or push it away entirely, as Tulio always seemed bent on doing - he was completely open to the concept, despite the trials that life had thrown at him. No, the reason he felt awkward was simply because he felt he felt he was tarnishing the place. People like him and Tulio weren't generally welcomed at such establishments, so they steered clear if they could help it, just to avoid any trouble. But steering clear could be damn hard when it was the coldest, wettest winter night you'd seen for some time, and you had an armful of heavy groceries. A situation like that can m
Someday We Can Start Again CH2 by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Someday We Can Start Again CH2
Miguel almost reflexively asked why Tulio was all the way across the room before his brain reminded him of the situation.
"So. What've you been up to?" he asked slowly, hoping it didn't sound forced. Tulio took a swig of water, mulling the question over.
"I've been . . . keeping busy. Pulled a few cons, made a bit of money . . . not much, but. Enough to live on."
Miguel frowned, swilling the water around inside the skin and waiting for an elaboration, but receiving nothing.
"That all?" he coaxed, glancing upwards. Tulio thought for a moment.
"Almost got pressganged into some dodgy shipping deal," he said, snorting quietly. "Coulda re
Someday We Can Start Again CH1 by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Someday We Can Start Again CH1
He still felt lost. After a year. He still had no idea whether the decision had been the best thing for him, or the worst. He'd thought leaving would make things right. Make him feel strong. He wouldn't have to see Tulio and Chel doting and kissing. Wouldn't have to curl into Altivo and cover his ears to try to stifle the sound of the one he'd loved for years sharing his affections with someone he barely even knew.
He lived his life mechanically now, found no joy in anything, never genuinely laughed or smiled anymore. All his and Tulio's friends and 'colleagues', as it were, had asked as to his whereabouts. Miguel had just blankly responded
1504 - The Road to El Dorado by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
1504 - The Road to El Dorado
The 9-year-old's heart pounded in his ears as he skidded around another corner in the seemingly endless maze of foreign alleyways, a minute crowd of men shouting things after him in a language he didn't understand. A gasp of terror was ripped from his wildly undulating chest as he came face to face with a huge wall. He spun around, bright green eyes wide in desperation and searching for an escape, but the men had already closed the gap and were now looming menacingly over his smaller-than-average frame.
Nearby, a brunet boy had just been wandering through the streets when he heard the commotion coming from one of the alleys forking off from
Ten Commandments CH1 Migulio by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Ten Commandments CH1 Migulio
"Tulio..." Miguel began for about the fifteenth time that evening (it was at least in double figures), looking up through the small hatch in the roof of their dank wooden prison "How many stars would you say there are? Visible through this hole that is. And I'm not sure if you would count the ones that are a little dimmer, or..." he continued on his tangent in this fashion. Tulio sighed and rubbed his eyes with his knuckles, feeling the ridges of his spine grate uncomfortably against the wooden floor as his body tensed.
"I don't know, Miguel. Probably billions. No one knows how many stars there are."
"Surely they're countable, though?" he
Mean Streak - Part One by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Mean Streak - Part One
As he stared at himself in the mirror, he just couldn't keep the grin off his face. He took in the baggy red shirt, the plain beige trousers and the brown belt with the buckle made of tin. Not gold or silver, tin. Tin was great. Tin was normal. And this was where Miguel's new, normal life began.
"Oh, if dad could see me, he'd have a heart attack " he snickered, examining his newly grown in goatee with a huge grin. It wasn't very thick yet, but it was well-shaped and just about dense enough to be a goatee, rather than awkward teenage scruff. He'd like to see people call him a girl now. Girls didn't have beards. True, it was weird and itc
Madre and Padre? by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Madre and Padre?
Miguel always felt awkward when near a church. He wasn't one to shun faith or push it away entirely, as Tulio always seemed bent on doing - he was completely open to the concept, despite the trials that life had thrown at him. No, the reason he felt awkward was simply because he felt he felt he was tarnishing the place. People like him and Tulio weren't generally welcomed at such establishments, so they steered clear if they could help it, just to avoid any trouble. But steering clear could be damn hard when it was the coldest, wettest winter night you'd seen for some time, and you had an armful of heavy groceries. A situation like that can m
Someday We Can Start Again CH2 by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Someday We Can Start Again CH2
Miguel almost reflexively asked why Tulio was all the way across the room before his brain reminded him of the situation.
"So. What've you been up to?" he asked slowly, hoping it didn't sound forced. Tulio took a swig of water, mulling the question over.
"I've been . . . keeping busy. Pulled a few cons, made a bit of money . . . not much, but. Enough to live on."
Miguel frowned, swilling the water around inside the skin and waiting for an elaboration, but receiving nothing.
"That all?" he coaxed, glancing upwards. Tulio thought for a moment.
"Almost got pressganged into some dodgy shipping deal," he said, snorting quietly. "Coulda re
Someday We Can Start Again CH1 by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
Someday We Can Start Again CH1
He still felt lost. After a year. He still had no idea whether the decision had been the best thing for him, or the worst. He'd thought leaving would make things right. Make him feel strong. He wouldn't have to see Tulio and Chel doting and kissing. Wouldn't have to curl into Altivo and cover his ears to try to stifle the sound of the one he'd loved for years sharing his affections with someone he barely even knew.
He lived his life mechanically now, found no joy in anything, never genuinely laughed or smiled anymore. All his and Tulio's friends and 'colleagues', as it were, had asked as to his whereabouts. Miguel had just blankly responded
1504 - The Road to El Dorado by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
1504 - The Road to El Dorado
The 9-year-old's heart pounded in his ears as he skidded around another corner in the seemingly endless maze of foreign alleyways, a minute crowd of men shouting things after him in a language he didn't understand. A gasp of terror was ripped from his wildly undulating chest as he came face to face with a huge wall. He spun around, bright green eyes wide in desperation and searching for an escape, but the men had already closed the gap and were now looming menacingly over his smaller-than-average frame.
Nearby, a brunet boy had just been wandering through the streets when he heard the commotion coming from one of the alleys forking off from
2000 watchers art giveaway! - ENDS TONIGHT! by GalooGameLady, journal
2000 watchers art giveaway! - ENDS TONIGHT!
Woooooooo we have arrived to the 2000 mark and as promised, I will do a little :star:giveaway!:star:
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1st - shaded bust
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3rd - lineart bust
(as seen on my commission price sheet)
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This giveaway ends on the 04/10/2015 midnight (US Mountain Time). Winners are chosen with a random number generator.
I will let you know about the results in another journal. If you win, please have references ready and reply to me in 2 days or I will have to choose another person! The drawings might take a bit since they will be not pri
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