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[May. 1st, 2009|05:47 pm] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | time to say goodbye-andrea bochelli | ] |
 
title: forever
author: bitexmarks
rating: pg-13
disclaimer: fiction!
( forever... )
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| Paradise Lost |
[Mar. 27th, 2009|03:49 am] |
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| |  drunk | ] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | def leppard & taylor swift¬hysteria¬ | ] |
If I'm gonna fucken' do this, then I'm gonna do it right. I'm moving every bit of Paradise Lost here...this is how it began;
These are my fics about these three lovelies and their adventures.
Would you like to get to know them a bit? Sure you would, right?
Aaron, the long, dark-haired angel, the youngest in this triangle of love who's only 18, the one that was kicked out of his house because he didn’t swing the right way. Their sweet prince. The violated one, broken and bruised. The pale-skinned gothling who works in a fetish club and let's them call him an 'exotic dancer'.
Vaughn...or V as he's playfully called the eldest of all at 21. He is the rich one, the one that they'd love to be. Wicked, wild, delicious, dangerous. The one they let drip into their lives like drops of Mercury. He lives with a newly divorced dad (fourth time divorced!) who cares to share his credit card more than his love with his only child. A vision of androgyny that tends to keep reminding you that even if he was a girl he'd still swing both ways.
Bo, the center of their universe, the star in their midnight sky. Hovering somewhere near the age of 20, somewhere near joy and sorrow. Living mostly at Aaron's place rather than his alcoholic father's he tries to crawl out of reality as much as he can and the only time he is alive is with his beloved...with Aaron and Vaughn.
Now that you got to know them a bit better the first part of Paradise Lost'll begin.
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| Donations and stories for the wretched. |
[Feb. 22nd, 2009|02:31 am] |
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| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | Galaxy¬buck-tick¬ | ] |
If you'd like a personalized short story (anything goes here) then make a small donation (even a couple bucks will do)then email me at bleedingjuliet@hotmail.com with your choice of pairing, and whatever other sordid little detail you'd like in the story!
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| California/Manson style |
[Dec. 26th, 2008|03:31 am] |
title: California
author: bitexmarks
rating: fuck ratings!
pairing: some ex lover of Marilyn Manson thinking about him, *hisswiswipe* anyone besides me wanna heal his ails?
random: my fic, my stuff, no like, tough shit! You are all luffly, this is a little Xmas fic for you all. :)
The documentations of hate and love decorated your flesh in red and black and blue; a handful of tattoos, a million and a half fresh bruises against mile long old ones. You hated the fact that I loved you.
Your face had lost its lustre, pale as marble; a statue of Apollo drained of blood. Your hair swayed past your shoulders, darker than the pits of your soul, blacker than your heart. Your eyes glistened on empty memories that filled you like pools of agony. You remembered too much and did not want to forget anything.
You enjoyed playing with the dragons and kept them near your bed. Shackled by their ankles they danced for you until you were under their hypnotizing gaze. Over and over again they would come and beg to have you once again. You never said no.
California sunshine never hit your face. It outlined your presence with silver that slowly turned to grey. Outside your chambers there rests a Garden of Eve where all the pretty flowers have taken on a single vermillion hue. Even the trees bleed red.
Whenever you open your door that is all you see, madness, there is no hope in front of you when you allow the wind to slap you over with misery.
The rabbit has left after it shot thirteen bullets into your heart and ran off with the spoon to entice themselves in a torrid affair. There is a laughing caterpillar on the top of a purple mushroom shooting up with over-priced heroin, and a little dog sits near by it, guarding it with whips and chains as it echoes its sarcastic laugh.
The declaration of madness rests in your veins, and yet you hate to love it and it loves to hate you.
Amidst scents of cotton trees and lemongrass the rays of sun try just one more time to touch your hair and wish, with bated breath, it could sooth you this beautiful summer’s day where you dwell, wasted, in the heart of California, in the Golden State of your twisted mind.
Shots and chardonnay, disillusions and false pretences, beauty in the bubble of a reused needle, nightmares, bloody kisses and angry tears of them leaving you again.
Now hush little baby, don’t you tear, the monsters in your head are to be feared. But if you let me, if you dare I will return and I will be there, with armour and swords and tear the flesh from their bones. Hush now, its all just ghosts in your brain trying to make you go insane. I will turn the dark skies bright and lock away your eternal night.
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| Wise Man. |
[Dec. 25th, 2008|04:34 pm] |
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Hohoho
Merry Christmas, happy Haunika, happy Kwanzaa, and all that jazz!
Have a good one people
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| What you do is what you see. |
[Dec. 9th, 2008|03:25 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | in.my.head | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | frustrated | ] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | Gene Loves Jezebel - Desire(Come And Get It) | ] |
old skool goth, the boys are beautiful, the song...well it's ace!
Gene loves Jezebel: Desire
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayu2XZ-mFGw
Have I mentioned lately that I want to rip the flesh off of my bones?
i.am.loosing.myself.my.mind.my.sanity.
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| Truths and Fiction |
[Oct. 30th, 2008|02:08 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | nowhere | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sad | ] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | never to late¬three days grace! | ] |
What's the use of having perfect porcilain skin if you cannot slash it, turn it red and gorey and watch it rise and bleed?
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| Scream if you Love me |
[Oct. 5th, 2008|10:46 pm] |
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| |  curious | ] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | jolene¬dolly parton¬ | ] |
Hello my lovelies :)
So...tell me.... who missed me?
*curls up on a purple mushroom and swishes tail, waiting.*
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| Shall we dance? |
[Apr. 17th, 2008|12:40 am] |
In the past week I have written 2 bo fic, which, to me, is utter-fuckingly-amazing. Because it means that I am starting to write again. Tres bien!
When i started this lj, it was to be a PURLY smutt-writing lj, I wasnt planning on mentioning ANYTHING personal about myself. This lj wasnt made for that...but it didnt turn out that way. Since this is my lj, I believe I can say what and how much I want to say, and if I want to keep some things personal, that's my business, right? If anyone dosn't agree with that...well don't let the door hit you on the way out.
I have 2-3 fics that I haven't posted here yet, will do that soon. For the ones that have been with me through my rants, read my stories and accepted me and my diary for how we are, and how we choose to be, you are truly amazing, and I thank you for respecting my work...and my space.
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| My Gift |
[Dec. 1st, 2007|12:43 am] |
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I know many of you send gifts to each other for Christmas/Hannikah, whatever. I can write fics. So, this is what I'm going to do. First five of you who want me to write something for you, you get a short story. Pick the pairing, pick the plot and I'll send it to you by Christmas. Anything goes...and I do mean anything.
If you want your fic to be posted here let me know, if not send me your email and I'll send it there. Also, if you want to write to me privatly, to tell me what you want me to write, my addy's bleedingjuliet@hotmail.com
Also, deadline is this Sunday. So, if say, like 3 of you ask for a story by Sunday I'm only writing those. :p
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| Phantom |
[Sep. 9th, 2007|12:56 am] |
Title: Phantom
Author: bitexmarks
Disclamer: All you read is MINE!
Rating: pg-13
must.stop.whinging. *sweeps*
btw, I'm back....miss me?
( all for you ) |
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| for now |
[Aug. 9th, 2007|02:45 am] |
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| LuLu it: Goblen Garden and Paradise Lost for Sale. |
[Jul. 17th, 2007|06:48 pm] |
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Hello lil' ghosts. I've gone and Lulu'd myself meaning I've gone onto www.lulu.com and posted some stories/poems that you can either order in paperback form or download them (downloading these is free).
So, if you're interesed in reading some other works of mine you can go here for a collection of new and old short stories featuring my three boys, Aaron, Vaughn and Bo who are twined in a beautiful love-trio on Paradise Lost. ♥
Or you can check this out: Goblin Garden¬Poetry for the Wretched¬,which features a collection of very short stories and poetry. ♥
Hope you all are having a sizzling summer.
*blows kisses.*
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| Cowboys, Vodka and Webs. (last part: Sequel to 'The Web.') |
[Jul. 16th, 2007|06:05 pm] |
Title: Cowboys, Vodka and Webs. (last part: Sequel to 'The Web.')
Rating: would i leave you all without an R?
Author: bitexmarks
Pairing: Steve/Brian Steve's POV(Placebo)
Disclaimer: I do not know or own (damn it) any of these people. This story is not true!
Notes: This story was so fun to write, I hope you have all enjoyed reading it. ♥
( Care to tell me about it? ) |
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| Cowboys, Vodka and Webs. (part 2: Sequel to 'The Web.') |
[Jul. 11th, 2007|04:29 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | almost asleep | ] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | bittersweet¬him/apocalypta/rasmus¬ | ] |
Title: Cowboys, Vodka and Webs. (part 2: Sequel to 'The Web.')
Rating: something between a pg-13 and an R
Author: bitexmarks
Pairing: Steve/Brian Steve's POV(Placebo)
Disclaimer: I do not know or own (damn it) any of these people. This story is not true!
( Stop riding me ) |
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| The Web (placebo fic) |
[Jul. 4th, 2007|04:58 pm] |
| [ | Sing for your lover.... |
| | where is your boy tonight?¬fall out boy¬ | ] |
Title: The Web. (one-shot)
Rating: pg-13
Author: bitexmarks
Pairing: Steve/Brian Steve's POV(Placebo)
Disclaimer: I do not know or own (damn it) any of these people. This story is not true!
( The dangers of the internet ) |
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| To Find You (last part) |
[Jun. 8th, 2007|12:10 am] |
Title: To Find You (last part)
Pairing: Bri/Stef (placebo)
Author: bitexmarks
Rating: You were waiting for an R right?
Disclaimer: I do not know or own (damn it) any of these people.
( Are you glad you found me? ) |
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