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Yellow Fever Dean Background by Vickerooni
Yellow Fever Dean Background
I Was rewatching Reviews some of my favorite Supernatural episodes ever Reviews the other night to make me feel better, and this perfect text cam up so I screenshotted it (From "Yellow Fever" where Dean gets ghost sickness and starts hallucinating and reading insulting remarks In His thesis research book) to use it as a background for my computer, And Then I Remembered the wonderful: devMellios:: iconMellios' s beautiful picture mellios.deviantart.com/art/Bro… and really wanted to add it to the screenshot to better Fulfill my desire, and this is what resulted! I think it cam out really nicely. Feel free to download and use as your background as well. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE go and favorite picture is the Mellios' page as well if you enjoy this background !!!

None of this belongs to me !!!!

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    Hello all~

    Today I added another finished (rough draft) book to my collection, which makes it...six...now....
    My first actual novel I began and finished during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month, which is in November - you've got 30 days to write 50,000 words: nanowrimo.org/) of 2010, almost four years ago. Let's rewind a bit first - I'm feeling story time!
    I wrote my very first ever chapter story completely from my imagination around Christmas of 2007, and that ended up being 14 pages (7,500 words) in Word, which was monumental for the time and I was very proud (let me put it into perspective - I was thirteen years old). Keep in mind, the stories themselves were pretty dumb, but the essence was cool, at least to my teenage brain. And I didn't stop. I wrote a sequel (9 pages, 5,000 words), a third installment (a whopping 27 pages and 15,000 words!), AND a fourth one (34 pages, 17,600 words), AAAAND I began to write a fifth book but I guess I got busy or something because I just dropped it (only got to be 4,000 words anyway, and if I recall, the story was starting to get suuuuper cray). All of these were written before an entire year passed. When I was 13-14 yrs old, I dedicated 49,100 words to this idea I had, and I wrote it all in a year. (I hadn't ever actually gone back to see how many words they were or added them up, so this is even very intriguing as well as surprising to me). I can easily say, in writing those dumb stories, I fell completely and utterly in love with writing.
    So, back to my first real novel in 2010. Between 2007/2008 and 2010, I wrote little blurbs of things, short stories and whatever; I didn't pick up the idea of trying to write a full-length novel until I was introduced to NaNoWriMo that year. I got really excited by the idea and figured what the heck, I'd try it. I'd pledge to write at least 50,000 words on a piece of fiction of mine in a month. Now, before, I had written almost 50,000 words over the course of an entire year. Granted, I had grown up a little since then, but to cram all that work into 30 days? It seemed daunting, incredibly so, at first. But then I started writing on the idea, just kept writing and writing, and I got it done in a month. At it's finished stage, it came out at 53,600 words. My first novel was born, November of 2010. After that, it's obvious that I simply couldn't stop writing.
    That next summer, 2011, I wrote a novella, 29,500 words. NaNoWriMo that same year, I wrote another novel, 52,400 words. That next year, 2012, is when things started to get serious. I was becoming tired of writing one-book stories - I needed something more, at least a book and a sequel or something. I had been sketching out and tossing around ideas for three separate books revolving basically around the same idea, within the same universe, for years. Years. It was NaNoWriMo of 2012, during my first Freshman semester, that I penned the first idea. It's 92,700 words. I had broken the 50,000 word barrier I was under for the first three; I could never seem to get much past it. So this satisfied me for a while, but then, the sequel grew, and then it grew into a trilogy. The sequel, which I penned last summer (2013), turned out 54,600 words. And, friends, I'm telling you all this, because today marks the day that I finished my first trilogy. The third installment weighed in at 54,500, before I've gotten a chance to read back through it and do some quick revisions and additions. Just a couple hours ago, I declared the rough rough draft complete. I am the proud owner of a trilogy. And you may not care, which is okay with me, because I'm pretty darn pumped about it.
    The little take-away from this story I can give you is that starting and finishing that very first full-length novel idea is tough. Goodness, it is sooooo touuuugh. I've started millions of things, and finished only these. Some of them I'd rather pitch, but they're my babies and we're proud of each other. So just write, okay? If you want to write a novel, do it. Don't psych yourself out, don't demoralize yourself - just. do it. That first one is hard, but any after that are so much easier, because you have proved to yourself that yes, you can write a novel, because hey YOU'VE ALREADY DONE IT! NaNoWriMo proved the perfect kick in the pants to motivate me to do just that, so if a countdown helps you, then I encourage you to try that. Now that I'm in college, it's hard to find the time in November to write a novel, so now I just do them over Winter break and Summer break ;)

    Writing is hard, I know. But to be able to step back and take a look at that rough idea all laid out, well...that's one of the sweetest feelings an author can experience.

    Ta!
    V
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Paramore
  • Reading: Fated by Leafygirl
  • Watching: Summer Wars
  • Playing: Mind games
Chapter 7: What a lovely way to burn
Oh what a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
And what a lovely way to burn
Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever, when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning, fever all through the night


Fever by Peggy Lee

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       Sakura remained frozen and fixed her eyes on the black figure. Even without sensing his chakra she knew who it was. Who else could it be, really?
       He gracefully leapt from the roof and landed without a sound mere feet from her, unfurling to his full five-foot-eleven-inch height.
       “What are we?” Sakura asked in a small voice. It was almost desperate, how she asked it, not quite knowing the answer herself, needing some kind of guidance and reassurance. She remained in place, unmoved. Thoughts of a shower and sleep melted away, replaced by this much more pressing need.
       “Complicated,” Kakashi replied softly.
       Sakura sighed and resisted the pull of his gently illuminated gaze. She crossed her arms over her chest as if to shield herself from him in her obvious vulnerability. But isn’t that what you want? A part of her purred. You become vulnerable to someone when you let them in. In knowing you better than anyone else, you allow them the strength and knowledge to either tear down your entire world, or help make it better.
       “We've somehow complicated the simplistic,” she responded, ignoring the voice. It was only purring, but somehow she felt as if it was still screaming at her.
       “So it would seem.” His hands were stuffed into his pockets and she couldn’t deduce anything from his stance. Neither of them budged. A strangely unfamiliar nervous energy tinged the air between them.
       “What do we want to be, Kakashi?” The words clogged her throat; she nearly had to choke them out. They stood in calculated silence.
       “I don't know,” came his eloquent reply.
       “I'm not sure, either. I don't really understand myself right now,” Sakura admitted after a sigh. Out of her periphery, since she still wasn’t looking directly at him, she caught him nodding his head.
       “This…terrain…is new to me as well.”
       A pregnant pause filled the space around them, encasing them in it.
       They had made progress; they had both stepped up and confessed, admitting that there was something happening, though not really knowing what. But neither of them seemed to know how to proceed from the point at which they stood together, balanced on the precipice of…something.
       “Well,” Sakura began, taking a hesitant step forward, “whatever this is, or might be…we could just take it slow. Our lives aren't in jeopardy, no dangerous missions are going to crop up any time soon to possibly muck things up. Under usual circumstances in our lives as shinobi, this would be even more complicated, but right now, we have the luxury of time. I say let's take advantage of it. I mean, well, if that’s what we both want to do.” There, she had done it. She had taken the initiative and made the first move, put herself out there in the face of possible rejection. Again.
       Kakashi reflected on her words for a few agonizing moments, letting none of his thought processes show. He could have simply been toying with her, for all she knew – making it seem like he was weighing her words when really he was deliberately making her crazy and thinking about what he might have for dinner the next night.
       Shit, Sakura scolded herself. This is exactly what I did with Sasuke. The lines were unclear, I offered myself up, and he spit in my face. Shit shit, what if it happens again? Oh, Sakura…at the rate you’re going, you might as well ask Naruto out and make it a whole set. Your forehead is big enough, you should get a tattoo across it that says “I dated team 7!” and go live as hermit up in the Yondaime’s right rock nostril--
        Kakashi took a confirming step toward her. Her eyes widened and her mind went from zero to sixty in a second.
       “We'll give it space and time, see if it grows,” Kakashi agreed.
       “No pressure,” Sakura breathed.
       “No pressure,” he repeated.
       Sakura looked down at her shaking hands in disbelief. Is this what it feels like when someone accepts your advances? Like pure bliss injected into your veins?
       Catapulted up to a glorious high by his response, Sakura smiled shyly and took another big, coy step toward him, almost bridging the gap entirely.
       “If it’s not too forward…we could seal it…with a kiss?” she cajoled, somehow removed of fear and shame. Adrenaline is a funny thing.
       Kakashi didn’t immediately react, in a good or bad way, and Sakura began to backpedal, flushing furiously. She resumed her self-deprecation in her mind as she tried to put a verbal Band-Aid on the situation.
       “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that, of course it’s too—“
       His lips, bare and warm, were on hers. She melted in the feel of him, closing her eyes at the pure felicity radiating through her. It felt amazing. It felt right.

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       Sakura floated on cloud nine the entire next day at work. Her mood didn’t depress even when a patient’s leg, which was having trouble mending, spurted blood all over her face. Shizune was baffled, but couldn’t complain about her revitalized work ethic.
       She nearly skipped home afterwards, very much looking forward to the note that would be awaiting her in her mailbox, especially after yesterday. When she flipped open the door, there was only one piece of mail. No note.
       She searched and searched inside and around the box, but came up with nothing.
       Deflated and a touch panicky, she let herself into her apartment and stopped just inside the door, cocking her head. There was something on the dining room table, something she hadn’t left there that morning. She approached it slowly.
       A green mug, much like the favorite chartreuse one she annihilated against the wall many months ago in her anger at Sasuke, was sitting atop her placement with a note tucked inside. She warmed through immediately.
       Sakura, Kakashi’s messy handwriting began. Sakura had to repress a goofy grin threatening to bloom across her face.
       You always were my favorite.
       Kakashi
       PS: Forget about Sasuke. He’s always been more trouble than he’s worth. Believe me.
       See you tonight?

       Sakura cradled the mug in her hands and smiled.
Supernova Nexus // Chapter Seven [KakaSaku - FIN]
[“I think dying like a star would satisfy me,” she whispered. “All bright and brilliant and beautiful, one last hurrah before you cease to exist at all. And even then, others can see your light for a while, see what you contributed to your village and to the world though you’ve been long gone."]

This is chapter seven (and final) of my entry for the summer contest over at :iconkakasakudevotion: which can be located here: kakasakudevotion.deviantart.co… 

I want to thank :iconsassy-sas: for hosting this contest over on KakaSakuDevotion and for allowing me to partake! I must be honest, this summer I wasn't sure if it would get done, but I'm glad I gave it a try anyway. Writing this 'fic also helped me get back into working on writing my own personal novel, which has unfortunately sat unfinished for waaaay too long. So, cheers all around! Thank you also to all the contestants - can't wait to see what the competition cranks out this time! :)

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Hey there visitor (:
It's Vicki and I can't really draw, but I can edit and take pictures like no ones business. I can write some pretty good stuff too. Anyhow, I'm just your average girl who often dreams of a better world. Okay, so some say that I'm not exactly average.

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    Hello all~

    Today I added another finished (rough draft) book to my collection, which makes it...six...now....
    My first actual novel I began and finished during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month, which is in November - you've got 30 days to write 50,000 words: nanowrimo.org/) of 2010, almost four years ago. Let's rewind a bit first - I'm feeling story time!
    I wrote my very first ever chapter story completely from my imagination around Christmas of 2007, and that ended up being 14 pages (7,500 words) in Word, which was monumental for the time and I was very proud (let me put it into perspective - I was thirteen years old). Keep in mind, the stories themselves were pretty dumb, but the essence was cool, at least to my teenage brain. And I didn't stop. I wrote a sequel (9 pages, 5,000 words), a third installment (a whopping 27 pages and 15,000 words!), AND a fourth one (34 pages, 17,600 words), AAAAND I began to write a fifth book but I guess I got busy or something because I just dropped it (only got to be 4,000 words anyway, and if I recall, the story was starting to get suuuuper cray). All of these were written before an entire year passed. When I was 13-14 yrs old, I dedicated 49,100 words to this idea I had, and I wrote it all in a year. (I hadn't ever actually gone back to see how many words they were or added them up, so this is even very intriguing as well as surprising to me). I can easily say, in writing those dumb stories, I fell completely and utterly in love with writing.
    So, back to my first real novel in 2010. Between 2007/2008 and 2010, I wrote little blurbs of things, short stories and whatever; I didn't pick up the idea of trying to write a full-length novel until I was introduced to NaNoWriMo that year. I got really excited by the idea and figured what the heck, I'd try it. I'd pledge to write at least 50,000 words on a piece of fiction of mine in a month. Now, before, I had written almost 50,000 words over the course of an entire year. Granted, I had grown up a little since then, but to cram all that work into 30 days? It seemed daunting, incredibly so, at first. But then I started writing on the idea, just kept writing and writing, and I got it done in a month. At it's finished stage, it came out at 53,600 words. My first novel was born, November of 2010. After that, it's obvious that I simply couldn't stop writing.
    That next summer, 2011, I wrote a novella, 29,500 words. NaNoWriMo that same year, I wrote another novel, 52,400 words. That next year, 2012, is when things started to get serious. I was becoming tired of writing one-book stories - I needed something more, at least a book and a sequel or something. I had been sketching out and tossing around ideas for three separate books revolving basically around the same idea, within the same universe, for years. Years. It was NaNoWriMo of 2012, during my first Freshman semester, that I penned the first idea. It's 92,700 words. I had broken the 50,000 word barrier I was under for the first three; I could never seem to get much past it. So this satisfied me for a while, but then, the sequel grew, and then it grew into a trilogy. The sequel, which I penned last summer (2013), turned out 54,600 words. And, friends, I'm telling you all this, because today marks the day that I finished my first trilogy. The third installment weighed in at 54,500, before I've gotten a chance to read back through it and do some quick revisions and additions. Just a couple hours ago, I declared the rough rough draft complete. I am the proud owner of a trilogy. And you may not care, which is okay with me, because I'm pretty darn pumped about it.
    The little take-away from this story I can give you is that starting and finishing that very first full-length novel idea is tough. Goodness, it is sooooo touuuugh. I've started millions of things, and finished only these. Some of them I'd rather pitch, but they're my babies and we're proud of each other. So just write, okay? If you want to write a novel, do it. Don't psych yourself out, don't demoralize yourself - just. do it. That first one is hard, but any after that are so much easier, because you have proved to yourself that yes, you can write a novel, because hey YOU'VE ALREADY DONE IT! NaNoWriMo proved the perfect kick in the pants to motivate me to do just that, so if a countdown helps you, then I encourage you to try that. Now that I'm in college, it's hard to find the time in November to write a novel, so now I just do them over Winter break and Summer break ;)

    Writing is hard, I know. But to be able to step back and take a look at that rough idea all laid out, well...that's one of the sweetest feelings an author can experience.

    Ta!
    V
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Paramore
  • Reading: Fated by Leafygirl
  • Watching: Summer Wars
  • Playing: Mind games

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Sassy-Sas Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2014  Student General Artist
My dearest Vicki/Toph. I have been informed by a social-artsy-media-site that it is your birthday today, so in honour of this momentous occasion I shall now sing happy birthday to you!

Ahem....Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy - oh sod it! Nobody wants to hear me sing.

BIRTHDAY OF THE HAPPY VARIETY, M'DEAR!!!!! ^.^ HAVE A GOOD'UN!!!!

Much love! :glomp:
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Vickerooni Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2014  Student Photographer
You're so sweet <3 <3 <3 <3 thank you muchly, darling!
It was quite a great though tiring day ^_^ I still can't get over the fact that you wrote me a 'fic for my birthday <:D It was so marvelous!!
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Sassy-Sas Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2014  Student General Artist
Well...Sweet is my middle name (I wish...not) xD I'm glad you had a pleasing day! Ach, it was nothing! But it is splendid that you got enjoyment from your day and my gift; few get them from me on here xD
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Vickerooni Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2014  Student Photographer
^_^ I definitely felt special!
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Thanks for faving!:la::squee:
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Vickerooni Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2014  Student Photographer
You're very welcome, it's an impressive work ^_^
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Thank you!:la:
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Thanks for faving! Feel free to look my other stuff too :D (Big Grin)
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Sassy-Sas Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2014  Student General Artist
*waves* o.o :iconfriendlymushroomplz:
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Vickerooni Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2014  Student Photographer
Hai dere C:
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