It's All Tears In Our Diabolikal Rapture

JUSKA LOVE!!

tallgal@rock.com — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 13:05:18 GMT

this is my autograph and valentine card from juska....he also sent me some really cute heartagram temporary tattoos :3

the back of the autograph which is kinda hard to read hehe. it says "Hi and greetings from icecold Finland! It's -26 degrees C here. take care, Juska"

my awesome finnish valentine card!!!
on the back it says "happy valentine's day love Juska" *fangirl squee*
I would show the back of it but my address is on there and i don't won't people stalking me, hehe

Introductory Post

tallgal@rock.com — Wed, 16 May 2007 23:27:56 GMT

Name: Hannah

Age: 16

How long have you been reading VC?: since sixth grade...however i did see 'Interview With the Vampire' when i was four

Which books have you read?: all of them : ]

Who's your favorite character, and why?: ug, hard decision....i think i'll have to go with Lestat though; i have a thing for rockstars lol. Claudia would have to be my close second though because i think that she is very misunderstood and all my friends are like "god i hate that little whiny bitch"....excuse the french. but yeah, if i was stuck in a child's body forever i'd be a little whiny and bitchy too.

Who's your LEAST favorite character and why?: probably Daniel and i don't really have a reason for it but he just kinda gets on my nerves.

What's your favorite VC book? Why?: Blackwood Farm : ] i just think that it's an amazing story and the way she's written it makes it seem really believable even though most that stuff would never happen...I would think. sometimes i wonder if i had an evil twin? i also love Quinn to death for some reason. this book was the first Anne Rice book i'd ever read and it really got me addicted : ]

What's your LEAST favorite VC book? Why?: Memnoch the Devil...it was just a tad bit too religious for my taste. it was rather interesting though and by no means was it terrible.

If you could change one thing about the series, what would it be?: ~~change it so that there could be hot vampire sex~~ not a thing : ]

this seems like an awesome community and i'm glad to have found it!
*hugs*

tallgal@rock.com — Sun, 10 Sep 2006 19:22:47 GMT

Current mood:	calm
Current music:	lacuna coil-enjoy the silence

title: A Night In Wambire Castle
genre: more of a comedy I guess...I couldn't be scary if I tried
rating: yesh...i don't know, it's not that bad...i guess PG-13
pairing: duh
summary: Bam drags Ville with him to Castle Dracula to spend the night because of a bet he made with random hero. While exploring the castle crazyness ensues.

Omg guys, i'm soooo sorry that i haven't updated in a very very long time. I wasn't going to continue it, but thanks to my soulmate Khrissy-poo (better known as wide_eyed_raven) she got my butt in gear. Also I finally got my previous chapters beta'd by Khrissy-poo, so if there are any mistakes you can kick her but....just kidding....cause if you do, i will hunt you down and torture you *cough cough*....uh...i think that's enough talking. Oh by the way, i just posted all the previous chapters since it's been awhile since i posted and i'm sure you guys didn't remeber this story anyway.

wide_eyed_raven made my banner...ain't it cute!! ^ ^
soulmate, i'm in your debt for eternity!!

Prologue

“Bam, sweetheart, remind me again why the HELL we're spending the whole freaking night locked up in Dracula's Castle when we could be getting drunk at the hotel's mini bar," Ville asked vexed, while they sped along the long curvy highway, staying at a minimum speed of 120 mph.

"Because, Willa, we're in fucking Romania and what's the point of being here if you don't go to the castle of the infamous Vlad the Impaler. Besides, Random Hero bet me five-hundred dollars, and you know me well enough to know that I wasn't about to leave you out of the fun,” Bam answered while continuing speeding down the road as rain pored down on the windshield.

(Yay for me.)

"What does five-hundred dollars matter to you, you're a freakin millionaire incase you haven't noticed, Bam Bam."

"It's not about the money, I've never chickened out of a bet and I'm not about to." Bam responded , his eyes still on the road ahead of him.

"So I've noticed,” Ville muttered to himself as he laid his head against the cold glass of the window while looking out into the night as the rain continued to pelt down on the glass

"Awwww, is poor baby Willa Walo scared,” Bam asked while speaking in his mock baby voice, which he knew always annoyed the shit out of Ville .

Ville promptly responded by looking over at him and showing a certain finger.

"Willa!! I'm shocked. I'm your bestest friend," Bam said in mock horror.

(I guess that's all I'll ever be to you...a friend.)

Ville giggled at the look on his "friend's" face, then as quickly as he could he continued to pretend to be offended.

"No Bam, I'm terribly excited about being locked in a castle where a man that was believed to be a vampire lived, tortured, and masquerade people by impaling them on sticks and then dipping his bread into goblet full of their blood." Ville answered sarcastically.

"So you're saying you're afraid of vampires. This coming from the Dark Gothic Prince, who he himself wrote the song 'Wambire Fart'." Bam retorted.

"Oh please, Bammie, vampires don't exist. It's the ghosts I'm worried about, I'm sure that place is full of them." Ville said starting to get a troubled look on his face.

(God he's hot when he's nervous, chewing on those gorgeous full lips of his. I wish I was the one chewing on that lip...among other things. Dude, stop thinking about that, you pervert, guys aren't supposed to be hot, remember. You're straight for Christ sake!)

"Don't worry Ville, I'll protect you," Bam proclaimed placing his hand on Ville's shoulder as a comforting gesture.

"Thanks a lot Bammie,” Ville said sarcastically, but smiling none the less.

The purple Lambo continued the long drive through the storm that seemed to be getting worse as they neared the castle. Bam and Ville went back to their own thoughts and the car ride once again returned to silence....well, except for the blaring sound of the 69 Eyes.

After what felt like hours later, but was actually only twenty minutes, the Lambo turned onto a twisty driveway that led up to the sinister castle. It went uphill for quite awhile but then stopped if front of a gothic gate with intricate designs and of course gargoyles with gnarled and twisted faces. But what lay beyond those terrifying faces were much worse. A half mile away they could see the ominous Castle Dracula light up when the lightning flashed behind it. It seemed to stare straight down at them with all its horrific glory, causing them both to tremble.

"Oh shit…"

Chapter 1

Ville and Bam got out of the car and grabbed the stuff they were taking with them to the castle, which wasn't very much since Bam didn't like to pack, but Ville insisted that he wasn't going anywhere without a book to read, a pack of fags and a change of clothes. They ran to the gate while it was still raining hard and they were getting completely soaked.

"Fuck, it's locked," Bam shouted and started to shake the bars of the gate furiously,

"We came all this Fucking way--"

“Bam,” Ville shouted over Bam’s loud ranting

"What?” Bam asked shortly

"I think if we climb up that hill over there we probably can climb over the gate." Ville reasoned.

"Why Ville, I didn't think you wanted to be here," Bam stated sarcastically.

“I don't want to be here right now, but I know you’ll eventually find a way to get in, even if that means breaking down the gate with your Lambo. And it's so much easier and less damage if we just climb over the gate, and who knows it might be fun," Ville huffed

"Glad you had a change of heart, now lets go,” bam said while grabbing Ville's arm and running up the hill with Ville right behind him. When they got to the top of the hill

Bam jumped down on the other side of the gate, Ville then threw down the bag of junk down to him and jumped down himself. They raced to one of the side entrances while continuing to get soaked by the rain. Since it was so dark, wet, and slippery Bam managed to slip and fall on his butt. Ville couldn't help but star laughing, and then managed to run into one of the stone statues and fell down as well. "Not so funny now is it," bam smirked and continued to laugh hysterically. If you hadn’t know any better you would have sworn that they were drunk. After Bam was able to his breathe under control he came over to Ville and helped him up.

"Wow man you've got a serious bump on your head."

"I'll be alright. Man that hurt like hell, though. We haven't even been drinking tonight,” Ville chuckled.

“You want me to kiss it and make it all better.”

"No.”

"And why not?"

"Because you've been mean to me and you drug me up to a freaking haunted castle, so no,” Ville said in a kidding tone and started pouting.

"Would you like a piggy back ride then?"

"maaaaaaybe," Ville said smirking

(That’s it. I have to be a bi because every time he does that devilish sexy smirk I get a fucking hard on. Oh man, I hope he doesn't notice. Don Vito in a drag queen outfit chewing his nasty ass toenails. Eww. Come on go away)

"Ok, hop on."

Ville got a running start and jumped up on Bam's back

"Damn, Ville you’re a freakin cow," Bam complained

"Oh that's nothing; I had to carry your fat arse around for two days when you lost your shoes."

"Man that was funny as hell, remember I had to keep telling people that I wasn't wearing shoes because it was a religious matter."

"Yeah, and they didn't say anything after that and we were trying so hard not to laugh our arses off," Ville and bam started having a laughing fit again.

They finally reached the side entrance to the castle, Ville quickly slipped off Bam’s back and they opened the door, which happened to be unlocked, to both of their surprise and great relief.

"What kind of retarded jerk off leaves the door to Dracula's castle unlocked?"

"Yeah, especially when there are crazy people out there who like to break into castles when it's fucking pouring down rain and spend the night?"

"Seriously, come on people,” they started giggling again

"Bam are you sure we're not drunk?"

"I don't think so, but who knows maybe we are…"

They continue laughing like teenyboppers as they start squeaking into the castle with their drenched and muddy bodies.

"Come on Willa, lets go find our rooms for the night and then we can go exploring this big ass place," Bam said excitedly as his eyes lit up with child-like glee.

(How can you say no to a face like that? Bam is so fucking hot but there is no way he's bi. By the way he acts all the time there is no way he is anything other than full on straight.)

"Do I have a choice Bam Bam?"

"No way," Bam answered as he looped his arm with Ville's and started skipping through the castle with Ville, in search of their rooms.

Chapter 2

“Ville, did you bring any flashlights, its fucking dark in here,” Bam asked after they finally stopped skipping because they could no longer see.

"No I didn't Bam Bam."

"And why the fuck not?"

"Because you didn't want to pack anything in the first place and you were rushing the hell out of me while you were trying to drag me out to the car," Ville replied as they continued to stumble around in the dark.

"Hold on a second, I think I see some candles up there," Bam said while going over to a desk and picking up five candle sticks.

"Here put the rest in the bag," he said while handing Ville the remaining four. "Do you have a lighter with you?"

"Bam Margera, do you even have to ask that question as long as you've known me?”

Ville asked while pulling out his favorite purple lighter with a heartagram on it and handing it to bam. Even though one candle definitely didn't produce as much light as a flashlight, they could at least now see where in the heck they were going.

"You don't have to hold on so tight to me Ville, darling," Bam smirked at Ville. "Are you scared Willa?"

"Oh just shove it up your arse. May be I just like to hold onto you tightly, sweetheart", Ville smiled back at Bam.

"I'm flattered Ville,” Bam said jokingly

(Glad it's dark in here or he could totally tell how fucking flattered I really am, and his hot, skinny body, that's still wet from the rain, is pressed really tight up against me and he's still shaking from the cold which is differently not helping the situation. How come this never happened to me with girls? Oh god! Maybe I'm totally gay.)

Ville and bam continued looking through the dark and hugemongerous ~made up a new word, he he~ castle. Even though Ville was scared out of his mind that there might be ghosts in the castle, he was in awe of the castle's dark, gothic beauty and stopped every once and awhile to look at the different paintings and statues. Ville knew that he was being a bit paranoid but he could swear that it looked like all the statues were staring at him as he walked by them. Give him vampires any day, but ghost and statues that come to life, that's when he starts screaming like a little girl.

After walking around for what seemed like ages they came to a giant stone staircase and all of a sudden bam stopped

"What’s wrong Bammie," Ville asked becoming really concerned when he saw Bam's face pale noticeably.

Bam just pointed to the staircase and as Ville looked in that direction he saw a freakishly large shadow on the wall going down the stairs and it was making a blood curling cry coming closer and closer in their direction.

Chapter 3

The shadow became smaller and smaller as it moved swiftly down the staircase, then stopped at the last stair. Ville started to gasp for air desperately while he was going into the beginnings of an asthma attack, the whole time he clutched Bam tightly. Bam however, didn't know what to do because he was scared stiff, not daring to look away from the ominous shadow. The shadow stepped into the candlelight and looked up at Bam and Ville with yellowish-green eyes and meowed. Bam let out a long sigh of relief.

"Damn cat, you had us scared shitless," bam said and suddenly remembered his friend who was now lying on the cold floor, still gasping and wheezing, trying to catch his breath. "Ville?" Bam asked panicking, "where did you put your inhaler?"

"Back..........pocket…" Ville managed to rasp out.

Bam quickly turned Ville over and reached into his tight pants for his inhaler.

(Damn, he's got a fine ass! so tight and firm......stop thinking about that you sicko. Bad Bam! your friend is having an asthma attack and all you can think about is how fuckable his ass is.)

Bam lifted Ville onto his lap and gave, the now trembling, Ville his inhaler. Ville grabbed it out of his hand and shook it, then inhaled three squirts of it as fast as he could. All the while bam was gently rubbing his back.

"It's going to be okay Willa, it was just a stupid cat,” Bam said reassuringly, even though he was still worried about the health of his best friend. Ville gradually started to calm down and leaned back into the safety of Bam's arms.

(Damn, these stupid asthma attacks. You would think that I had seem him enough times like this to know that he would be alright after awhile and bounce right back up, but every time it's like hell seeing him like that and just hoping he'll be alright. I don't know what I'd do if he ever died and I never told him how I really felt about him. Okay bam, shut up you're really starting to sound like a woman.)

Bam lovingly stroked Ville's hair and pulled it off of his sweaty face, all the while the cat's green eyes never left the odd couple. The curious cat pranced up to the two entwined friends and meowed once again and then rubbed itself up against Ville's leg, purring like a motor.

"Look Ville, he's trying to say he's sorry,” Bam laughed while continuing to mess with Ville's shaggy hair.

"Oh what a sweetheart,” Ville said, also laughing weakly and leaned over to pat the cat's head.

"Well in that case, I forgive you kitty."

“I'm sorry too Ville. Maybe this wasn't such a bright idea. We should probably go now,” bam nearly insisted, sincerely twirling a piece of Ville's long dark hair around his finger.

"Are you kidding?” Ville asked turning around to look at Bam, "I've never had a rush like that in my life. I'm not leaving now."

"But Ville, you just had an asthma attack."

"So what Bammie, I have them all the time. Besides, I have you......and my trusty inhaler,” Ville said smiling.

"Are you sure, because I don't want you dying or anything?” Bam asked smiling even though he really meant it.

"I'm sure and I'm not going to die. And if we left, this cute little kitty would be all alone in this big, scary, wary castle," Ville said giving Bam the sad eyes.

"Oh alright," bam huffed. “But if you die of an asthma attack I'm going to be severely pissed off," he said looking sternly into Ville's beautiful green eyes while poking him in the chest playfully. Ville leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

"I won't sweetheart"

(I think I just melted into a pile of goo. I love it when he calls me that and his kisses....oh yeah, I am now officially as gay as it gets. But man I wish he would stop teasing me with his "we're just friends" kisses.....even though guys usually don't kiss each other.....even if they are just friends. But I guess that's just how Ville is....it must be a Scandinavian thing…)

(I hope bam doesn't think I'm trying to be too forward with him...hell he probably doesn't know I'm bisexual...probably just thinks it's a Scandinavian thing…)

"So.......what should we name the cat?" bam said trying to change the subject, "I mean since we're spending the night with him we should figure out something to call him."

"That’s a good idea Bam Bam,” Ville said smiling and glad that Bam wasn't freaked out by his show of affection.

(I'll bet if anyone else did that he would be yelling "gross" and "sick" and be swatting at his face.)

Ville smirked to himself. Maybe bam liked him more than he thought. Just maybe.

Chapter 4

Ville and Bam continued their quest of finding a room for the night. Both still a bit shaken up from the incident with the cat, they ascended the ancient, stone staircase cautiously where only moments ago the menacing shadow of the kitty appeared and scared the shit out of the two friends.

The cat, which they decided to name Dracula’s Shadow (Shadow for short), was padding silently up the stairs closely behind them. Ville was holding onto Bam’s arm tightly, and for some reason he hadn’t stopped giggling ever since his asthma attack. Though Bam found Ville’s laugh extremely cute (but would kill himself before he admitted it), he was starting to question his friend’s sanity.

“Ville, why the hell are you still laughing?” Bam asked, although he had to smirk at

Ville’s bubbly laughter.

“I can’t help it. *giggle snort* I never thought this would be so much fun, even if it is terrifying. For me I have to laugh or, I may just die of fright. And you have to admit it was pretty ridiculous that two grown men were afraid of itty, bitty Shadow,” Ville replied as he bent down to scratch Shadow’s head. Shadow stared daggers back at

Ville.

~Hey, I’m not that small, funny man. Oh what’s the use, it’s not like they can hear me. ~

“Hey Bam Bam, do you think Shadow can understand what we’re saying,” Ville asked as he started to notice the strange look the cat kept giving him.

“No way Ville, it’s just a stupid cat. It’s probably got the brain capacity of a peanut,” Bam remarked.

“I don’t know Bammie; it’s looking at me like it’s trying to tell me something.”

~Yeah moron, I am!! What the fuck are you doing still wondering around the castle when you had a freaking asthma attack just from itty, bitty ole me, as you so lovingly put it. Also what kind of dorky name is Dracula’s Shadow… are you people on drugs. By the way Bam, I wouldn’t be talking about brain capacity if I were you… you’re probably just another high school drop out. Why the hell am I still hanging out with you idiots… oh right, food. ~

“It’s probably just hungry. We’ll get it something to eat after we find our room.”

After climbing three flights of stairs the three ended up in one of the towers, where they found a room with two beds and a fireplace. Most of the room was roped off due to tourists. Bam however, disposed of the problem by tearing them all down.

“Well now that solves our room problem”, Bam said as he placed the candle on one of the desks and looked the room over.

“Looks rather homey…in a dark twisted way. I like it,” Ville said as he also surveyed the room, noticing that there were weird sculptures, and gory paintings of bloody battle grounds, and people being tortured in various ways.

Ville then turned his gaze to the two beds, “Bam, are you sure we can actually sleep on these beds? They look like they might fall apart if you just touched them, and who knows how old they are.”

“Nonsense, there’s no way that these are the original beds. The fuckers probably bought them from K-mart or something.”

“I don’t know Bam…”

Bam jumped on top of the bed and started to bounce up and down to prove his point.

“See Ville, it’s as sturdy as-” but he was cute off by the bead’s creaking…

*CREEK, POP, BAM!!!*

“-Jell-O,” Ville finished for him as the bed collapsed

“Oops, guess that means I’m sleeping on the floor,” Bam smiled weakly

~No!! Sleep with me! Shut up Ville, he’s straight. ~

“You know you’re going to have to pay for that,” Ville said instead while smiling at his

insane skater friend.

“Hell no!”

“You’re so irresponsible,” Ville sighed, even though he was laughing at his friend’s behavior on the inside.

“That’s why you love me.”

~You have no idea. ~ Ville thought silently.

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I'm sorry that chapter four's really short. Well there you go. Hope ya liked.
comments are awesome!!

tallgal@rock.com — Sat, 01 Jul 2006 04:42:57 GMT

hi guys, it's me again with another one of my corny and weird drawings...tired of them yet.let me know what you think.comments=vam cupcake w/sprinkles :D

tallgal@rock.com — Wed, 28 Jun 2006 01:16:06 GMT

another dorky vam pic from me

OMG!!!!

tallgal@rock.com — Tue, 27 Jun 2006 21:11:29 GMT

i was innocently looking through some ville pics on google and this is what i found........

.......hehehehe

tallgal@rock.com — Sun, 25 Jun 2006 23:38:27 GMT

Today I got really bored, so I started drawing really random and odd vam pics. Hope you like.

tallgal@rock.com — Fri, 23 Jun 2006 04:07:41 GMT

just something weird i made. thanks to xhaltiax for showing it to me:D

http://www.weddingcrashersmovie.com/crashthistrailer/index.htm?id=294003

tallgal@rock.com — Fri, 23 Jun 2006 02:28:53 GMT

YAY! it's summer and i just got back from New Orleans! WoW...i haven't updated in awhile...opps.bored now later peeps.

tallgal@rock.com — Mon, 15 May 2006 23:59:24 GMT

[	mood	\|	productive	]
[	music	\|	him-wicked game	]

title: A Night in Wambire Castle
pairing: vam of course ( if you were expecting something else you are diffenently in the wrong place)
rating: who knows
summary:bam drags ville with him to dracula's castle to spend the night becaus he made a bet with ryan dunn aka random hero. crazyness ensues.
chapter:1
disclaimer: not mine. wish they were though.

( prologue )

( chapter 1 )

tallgal@rock.com — Mon, 15 May 2006 02:46:40 GMT

title- A Night in Wambire Castle
rating- who knows(i have no idea where this story's going)
disclaimer- i don't own bam or ville(but if i did...-evil smirk-) and this is fiction written only for fun so don't sue. i'm broke any how, so the only thing you'll get out of me is the lent and paperclip that's in my pocket, maybe a quarter if your lucky.
summary-bam drags ville with him to Dracula's castle to spend the night because he made a bet with Ryan Dunn aka Random Hero. crazyness ensues.
author's note- bam and ville are still just friends when the story starts, but hopefully not when it ends. he he

in case you didn't know already, i'm new here and this is like my first vam fic ever. so if this story totally sucks i'm terribly sorry, but please let me know of the suckyness. comments are luv, people.

prologue

"Bam, sweetheart, remind me again why the HELL we're spending the whole freaking night locked up in Dracula's Castle when we could be getting drunk at the hotel's minibar," Ville asked vexed while they sped along the long curvy highyway, staying at a minimum speed of 120 mph.
"Because, Willa, we're in fucking Romania and what's the point of being here if you don't go to the castle of the infamous Vlad the Impaler. Besides, Random Hero bet me five-hundred dollars and you know me well enough to know that i wasn't about to leave you out of the fun", Bam answered while continueing speeding down the road as rain pored down on the windshield.
(Yay for me.)
"What does five-hundred dollars matter to you, you're a freakin millionaire incase you haven't noticed, Bam Bam."
"It's not about the money, i've never chickened out of a bet and i'm not about to."
"so i've noticed", Ville muttered to himself as he lay his head against the cold glass of the window while looking out into the night as the rain continued to pelt down on the glass
"Awwww, is poor baby Willa Walo scared", Bam asked while speaking in his baby voice which he knew always annoyed the shit out of Ville .
Ville promptly responded by looking over at him and showing a certain finger.
"Willa!! I'm shocked. I'm your bestest friend," Bam said in mock horror.
(I guess that's all i'll ever be to you...a friend)
Ville giggled at the look on his "friend's" face as he continued to pretend offeneded.
"No Bam, I'm terribly excited about being locked in a castle where a man that was believed to be a vampire lived and tortured and masaqured people by impaling them on sticks and then dipping his bread into goblet full of their blood."
"So you're saying you're afraid of vampires.This coming from the Dark Gothic Prince himself who wrote the song 'Wambire Fart'."
"Oh please, Bammie, vampires don't exist. It's the ghosts i'm worried about, i'm sure that place is full of them.", Ville said starting to get a troubled look on his face.
(God he's hot when he's nervous, chewing on those gorgeous full lipsof his. I wish I was the one chewing on that lip...among other things. Dude, stop thinking about that you pervert, guys aren't supposed to be hot, remember. You're straight for christ sake!)
"Don't worry Ville, i'll protect you," Bam proclaimed placing his hand on Ville's shoulder as a comforting gesture
"Thanks a lot Bammie", Ville said sarcastically, but smiling none the less
The purple Lambo continued the long drive through the storm that seemed to be geting worse as they neared the castle. Bam and Ville went back to their own thoughts and the car ride once again returned to silence....well, except for the blaring sound of the 69 Eyes.
After what felt like hours later, but was actually only twenty minutes, the Lambo turned onto a twisty driveway that led up to the sinester castle. It went uphill for quite awhile but then stopped if front of a gothic gate with intricate designs and of course gargoyles with gnarled and twisted faces. But what lay beyond those terrifying faces was much worse. A half mile away they could see the ominous Castle Dracula light up when the lightning flashed behind it. It seemed to stare straight down at them with all it's horrific glory, causing them both to tremble.
"Oh shit"

tallgal@rock.com — Sat, 13 May 2006 03:04:03 GMT

hi peeps,
its the weekend and i'm bored as hell. i'm trying to come up with a vam story.
ta ta 4 now
-hugs and cookies-