I'm the Sammy, the Dean, the Asher and the Fairyqueen. Each name given to my by different people.
I'm normally a nice person. Someone who will get to know you before I judge you. But the moment you fuck with me and mine it's done and over with. I won't give you any second chances because your ass doesn't deserve them.
I'm also a girl who writes fan fiction and poetry. And I'm open to reading everything and anything. As long as it isn't femslash.
On another note when it comes to me and mine I am VERY protective. I will growl and hiss and generally rip you apart every which way from Sunday if you harm them. It won't matter who you are or how long you've known them. I'm sure by now that's all you really need to know. If you think you need to know more I'm sure you'll find me some way or how.
This journal is Friends Only. You don't like it I'm sure you know where that virtual door is at.
My Brood/People I care for and what I am to them
My Sammy (thepookybear) - Her Dean My Dean (passionstorm) - Her Sammy My Am (autumnfading) - Her Asher My Nic (age) - Her Padme Kenobi Da Sean (angelusrules) - His feral fairyqueen My Damon (notsodamaged) - Her Stefan Yes this was changed. No, it wasn't by my Sammy, it was by her Dean. Complain, I dare you.
"No! It's not enough! I killed - but I didn't just kill fifty, I didn't kill a hundred, I killed a thousand. I killed TEN THOUSAND. And I was good at it. And it wasn't for vengeance, it wasn't for greed, it was because - I liked it. Cassandra was nothing. Her village was nothing. Do you know who I was? I was Death. Death on a horse. When mothers warned their children that the monster would get them, that monster was me. I was the nightmare that kept them awake at night. Is THAT what you want to hear? The answer is yes. Oh, yes." ~Methos
Cruz: You got a bus on the way, right? Bosco: Yeah, but I may kill him before it gets here.
No one holds command over me. No man. No god. No Prince. What is a claim of age for ones who are immortal? What is a claim of power for ones who defy death? Call your damnable hunt. We shall see who I drag screaming to hell with me." - Mark Rein Hagen
Ares: Pain is just Nature's way of saying "HEY! You're alive!"
"Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead." ~ Angelus