Majyyck BroomHello.Majyyck Broom by Skye-Rhyder
My name is Kozmo.
I am a Siamese cat and your storyteller.
Luna awoke with the sensation of having something very cold run down her back.
Crash, bang, thud.
"MRA~OW!" (I really wish Luna had cleaned off her dresser.)
“Who's there?!” She yelped trying to sound threatening, although the slight shake in her voice made her fear obvious.
“Sorry! Opening your window was not easy.” I said brushing myself off.
“Oh, just Kozzy,” Luna mumbled sleepily.
“Luna, wake up!” I ordered, biting her toe.
“Hay! Stupid quadruped, what’s wrong with you?” She said glaring at me and massaging her toe, as she sat up.
“My name is Kozmo, not Kozzy.” I reminded her.
“Whatever–what are you doing here at four in the morning–could you lower the volume, please?!” She whispered, forgetting that no one else could hear me. (I’m telepathic.)
Forbidden loveJackson sat on his soft sofa as the soft glow of the teletubbies show reflected off his glasses, cold as ever. "Why does mom keep the temperature so low?! I'm gonna end up turning into a popsicle if the heat isn't turned up!" He complained. "Well, if your a popsicle, may I have a lick?" a deep voice had said in the shadows. Jackson jumped at the words as his face turned a slight pink, he wrapped his arms around himself trying to keep warm, and for protection. "W-w-who said that?" he asked now spooked. "Well now sugar, I didn't mean to scare you, don't you reconize your lover when you hear him?" Jackson shivered in fear as he backed away from the couch, "What are you talking about?" then he bumped into something that he knew wasn't the wall. He felt what was behind him, it was soft, sort of big, and very warm. "Well now, if your gonna be like that, shouldn't you buy me dinner first?" Jackson screeched as he jumped back and fell to the ground. "Valentine?" Valentine came frominvaderzimlover1
You called for a tutor?Jacksons fingers were shaking as he reached for the doorbell. DING DONG! the bell sounded. "Huh, sounds like any other doorbell." Jackson thought. Valentines mother Allison had answered the door, she was a pudgy looking woman, but tall, with long black hair and crimson eyes, mathcing her red shirt and blue capris. "I'm sorry, I don't allow pocket protector salesmen in my house unless they're good looking." she said proceeding to close the door. "No no!" Jackson said panicking, "I'm not a salesman, i'm here to tutor V-V" Jackson tried to say Valentines name, but struggled trying not to blush. "Vally? Oh, let me get him." She turned her head and yelled "VALENTINE!!! I POCKET PROTECTOR SALESBOY WANTS TO SEE YOU!!" "Ma'am, i'm not a salesman." Jackson softly reminded her. "Mom! I'm busy!" Valentine shouted. "VALENTINE!!! HERE NOW!!" She yelled. "Anymore yelling and i'm gonna go deaf.." Jackson mumbled under a small sigh. Valentine appeared the the top of the stairs in a tight black shirt winvaderzimlover1
Bats in the belfry chapter 2Jackson's breath caught in his throat, he couldn't believe that he'd just had that conversation with him of all monsters. There was something off though; Jackson had been told Valentine was spiteful and sneaky but when they were talking he was kind. The normie wondered how much of what he had been told was true; Jackson adjusted his glasses with a frown.Misskatsy
"It was no problem at all, sugah" The vampire replied smoothly with a smile before noticing Jackson's happy expression had vanished and been replaced with a frown "…why are you lookin at me like that?"
"I kn-know you, you're Valentine!" Jackson pointed out quickly getting to his feet; the vampire blinked at him little taken back by the sudden turn in attitude
"Let me guess…" Valentine groaned standing up "You're friends with Draculaura?" He asked raising an eyebrow, Jackson nodded.
"Y-yeah I am!" He said putting his hands on his hips trying to sound threatening but it came out a stutter"…and she'd be really upset if she knew I'd been s
Looking Down on itIt was late in the evening and Jackson Jekyll couldn’t sleep. He tossed and he turned, but nightmares plagued his dreams. He awoke and removed the covers hoping the coolness of the room would help him find restful sleep. Alas, peace refused to find him as he laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to the faint ticking from the ceiling fan spinning above him.AlyssaTolensky
He groaned and pulled on his glasses he had placed on the nightstand. His vision cleared, and he swung his legs over the bed. He glanced at the clock. The big glowing red numbers read, 3:00 am. He shook his head and cracked open the blinds of his window. The full moon was high in the night sky, the stars glowing bright. He smiled, the white light always calming him.
He decided he’d go outside, and maybe clear his thoughts before returning to bed.
Jackson went to his closet and pulled on his grey hoodie and a pair of black basketball shoes, not really bothering to tie up the laces very tight. The boy didn’t
Time to tell you a little more about myself. I am 6 ft 0 in, and liberated! I make a point of being what people don`t expect. If it would be the logical conclusion then it`s probably wrong.|
Skye is the name of a friend of mine (I'm not Rhyder either) I am old enough to: vote, drink, drive, gamble, go to war, and marry;
I will grant one request to the first person who can guess what and where I am.
Skye I will always be your friend but I don’t know if I can support you in becoming a lesser being.
To all M-to-Fs: WELCOME!
Current Residence: The land of flowers and trees.
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XXXXXL
Print preference: The biggest
Favourite genre of music: Oldies
Operating System: Looser 7
MP3 player of choice: VLC
Shell of choice: dark semisweet chocolate
Wallpaper of choice: the self-adhesive kind
Skin of choice: deer
Favourite cartoon character: Gedget from Rescue Rangers\Jubalee from X-Men
Personal Quote: "Don`t cookiecutter-pigeonhole-label ME!"