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2016-12-31
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new year unfinished fic dump

Summary:

So these are some of the fics I started in 2016 but never finished. A lot of them will be completed at some point if you want them to be

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These are all unfinished at the moment but if you want to request any of them being completed I can do that! I hope you all have a really happy new year and lets cross our fingers for 2017!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: tree house au mirror

Summary:

this is a mirror of my fic the tree house (which is in desperate need of a rewrite) from Carmilla's pov

Chapter Text

Age 16

Carmilla picked up the envelope first and pried it open gently, pulling out the letter inside

Dear Carm,
I know that this is breaking our unofficial $10 gift agreement but I saw this and it made me think of you and then i couldn’t let it go. Maybe its stupid, if you don’t like it you don’t have wear it or even keep it, but hey, it’s the thought that counts, right?
Anyway HAPPY BIRTHDAY! give yourself a big hug from me! I hope you get to spend the day with the people you love and that you get lots of presents. Save me a slice of cake? I can’t believe you’re 16! That means we met 9 years ago (well technically we didn’t and we still haven’t even met but you know what i mean!) Ok, i love you, happy birthday xoxo
-Laura (age 15 and a half)

Carmilla felt her cheeks warm up even though she was alone up there. She ran her fingers lightly over the words i love you before reaching for the gift box

It was white with a dark blue ribbon around it, small and kind of expensive looking. She undid the ribbon with fumbling hands and lifted the lid. Inside, wrapped in thin blue tissue paper was a long, fine sliver chain with a locket hanging on the end. She let the cool metal run through her fingers as she lifted it gingerly out of its box. It was without a doubt the most beautiful thing she owned.

Her heart raced while she continued to examine it. she turned the locket over in her hand, only to notice that the back had been engraved.

L H +C K

It was craved in thin, cursive letters; both of their initials etched together into something permanent.

She felt an overwhelming rush of affection for her best friend. What had she done in this life to deserve Laura Hollis?

How can you love somebody you've never even met so much?

Dear Laura,
Of course I saved you a piece of cake, as I have done on my birthday every year for the past 7 years (your lack of confidence in my character wounds me)