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Love Letter by TehYuni, literature

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Love Letter

Evening. A warm summer breeze wafts in through the open window, bringing with it the soft hum of distant traffic and the sweet scent of late-blooming roses. The evening's last rays of light, tinged reddish by the sun's descent, illuminate the desk at which Relena sits, pen poised over several sheets of stationery, apparently lost in thought. In and around the wastebasket at her side are several crumpled balls of paper, haphazardly aimed by an impatient and frustrated hand. Slowly, with seeming reluctance, the blonde-haired young woman sets pen to paper and begins to write. Dear Ms. Noin, she begins, but almost immediately crosses it out. "T

Raspberries by TehYuni, literature

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Raspberries

"What's your favorite fruit?" Relena asked her one day, out of the blue. It was the latest in a series of questions the young blonde had been asking, an effort to become better-acquainted with her "chaperone." She didn't even have to think about it, really. "Raspberries." There had been raspberry bushes in her family's back yard. She could still see them, drenched in late-summer sun, and taste the bittersweet juice on her tongue. "Why?" "Just curious." It was the same answer she always gave. Just curious. The next night, Relena surprised her by producing a bowl of raspberries and cream. "Dessert," she explained, and watched in amusement as

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Fairy Tale

Once upon a time (a few years ago), in a faraway place (well, okay, it was just the next town over), there lived a girl. She wasn’t enchanted. She wasn’t a princess in hiding. She wasn’t even especially pretty, or talented, or intelligent. She was sixteen, at the time that this story takes place, and she attended the same local high school as her friends. Every day, she would get up, eat breakfast, pack up her homework and gym clothes and head off to school. Sometimes, on the way, she would meet up with a friend or two, and they would walk together. Sometimes she got a late start, and missed them. Sometimes, she would s

Had I Known by TehYuni, literature

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Had I Known

I never would have believed that I'd die in such a place, alone in an alley. And because I decided to help someone--ironic, no? One of the muggers got in a lucky shot--lucky stab, I should say. Punctured my left lung, by the feel of it. Their intended victim got away, but I doubt anyone will get here in time, even assuming that he was able to find a cop or phone. This isn't the best part of town. I never thought I'd die this way. If you'd asked me, when I was a teenager, how I would die, I'd have told you that I'd be executed by OZ. In my early twenties, I was still too amazed at having survived the war to even consider what the rest

Silver by TehYuni, literature

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Silver

If silver had a flavor, It would be liquid-sweet and cool Like vanilla ice cream half-melted in the sun. If silver had a texture, It would be clean starched sheets, Linen, After a long day of hard work. If silver had a smell It would be cool and crisp Like peppermint toothpaste Or an autumn day after rain. If silver had a sound It would be high, clear. Water trickling over rocks, Bells chiming as the fairies dance Beneath a winter moon.

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Lessons

"Vash? What are you looking at?" Peering around his brother, who was kneeling in the dirt staring sadly at something, Knives saw that a butterfly had become entangled in a spider's web. In its struggles to free itself, its gossamer wings had come into contact with the sticky strands, thus trapping it further. The spider, summoned by the vibrations in its web, was moving slowly toward its hapless prey. The butterfly, sensing the predator's approach, redoubled its efforts to get free, and Knives realized that, if it continued to struggle, it would likely tear its own wings off. "Knives, it's awful! We have to do something!" Vash turned

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Apr 6
United States
Deviant for 16 years
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I'm not gonna lie, I pretty much got a DA account so that I could follow and fave certain artists, because my bookmarks were getting super cluttered. I used to post some of my older fanfiction here, but it's been a long time since I finished a piece (college will do that to you) and I'm not sure if I'll write anything much worth sharing in the foreseeable future. My older work is actually pretty bad, when I look back on it. I probably won't take it down for right now, but I'm also not likely to add anything.

Current Residence: Edinboro, PA
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Enormous
Favourite genre of music: I like a little of everything.
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: iTunes
Wallpaper of choice: Varies.
Favourite cartoon character: Batman
Personal Quote: "I like to think that there's some middle ground between 'teetotaler' and '

Favourite Movies

Cyrano de Bergerac

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Many

Favourite Writers

John Connolly (at the moment)

Favourite Games

Currently TokiMemo Girl's Side 2nd Kiss

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Tools of the Trade

OpenOffice Writer

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RPGs, PC games, reading, writing, bitching

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TehYuni

Dec 2, 2009

Meme

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My goodness, it's been more than a year since I updated. Not that I have anything worthwhile to say now.  It's just a meme I stole from a random DA user. 1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? I have a few burn scars on my right forearm from the deep-fryer at work. 2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? The Red Death mask Vicky made me, various sticky notes, a framed art print my mom got me for Christmas, my schedule (class and work) for this semester, a hat that used to belong to my grandfather, an M.C. Escher poster from Shelly, a picture of trees, a dreamcatcher, the wolf mask that Shelly made me, and my giant dry-erase calendar boa

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TehYuni

Apr 5, 2008

Wow...

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...Some people are just NUTS.  I mean, I'm here browsing the Naruto artsies (I like what I like, so nyaaah!) and there are some people who are just...hateful.  Seriously, they call themselves fans, but they go on and on about how this or that character SUCKS and anyone who likes them is a RETARD and blah blah blah... This happens in a lot of the more "mainstream" series that I like.  In YGO it's Anzu; in Naruto it's Sakura.  I just don't ghet why people get so worked up over FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. If you hate them so much, don't read the series! I may be biased, since I actually LIKE the characters in question, but then, there's very few ch

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TehYuni

Mar 22, 2008

Snake? SNAKE? SNAAAAAAKE!

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I keep meaning to finally get around to posting some of my writing here, but between failing at college and playing gratuitous amounts of MGS2 (there is a direct correlation between the two) I keep forgetting.  And I should be working on an English paper anyway. ...No time like the present! No, honestly, it's eleven PM, I've missed the window for homework productivity (which is from five PM to ten PM, in case you were wondering) so I may as well throw something on here while I'm thinking of it.  I'm also working on a new story at the moment--and by "working on" I mean "lamenting the fact that I have no time to write and allowing the idea to