Hello to anyone who is actually reading my profile, because Primus knows it doesn't happen often for anyone.

Name: You can call me Hiding.

Age: Old enough to know better, young enough to say "Yeah and your point?"

Gender: Female unless I'm not looking in the mirror right.

Location: (Checks map) Pretty damn sure the USA.

Occupation: Being a nice little student while secretly writing slash in my notebook.

Sign/Zodiac: Libra / Dog

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Pastime: Reading/writing yaoi/slash, listening to music, daydreaming.

I have so many bunnies that at times I'll work on like five stories at once, also with many different AUs. I will label fics that belong to certain AUs but if something isn't clear then don't hesitate to ask!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most: love.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

FRIENDS: Will help me find my way when I'm lost
BEST FRIENDS: Will be the one messing with my compass, stealing my map and giving me bad directions.

FRIENDS: Will help me learn to drive.
BEST FRIENDS: Will help me roll the car into the lake so I can collect insurance.

FRIENDS: Will watch my pets when I go away.
BEST FRIENDS: Won't let me go away.

FRIENDS: Will help me up when I fall down.
BEST FRIENDS: Will point and laugh because she tripped me.

FRIENDS: Will go to a concert with me.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kidnap the band with me.

FRIENDS: Ask me for my number.
BEST FRIENDS: Ask me for her number.

FRIENDS: Hide me from the cops.
BEST FRIENDS: Are probably the reason they're after me in the first place.

FRIENDS: Let me make an idiot of myself in public.
BEST FRIENDS: Are up there with me making an idiot out of themselves too.

FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why I have no food.

FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mister and Missess, Grandma by Grandma and Grandpa by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM, Grandma, GRANNY and Grandpa, GRAMPS.

FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin "DAMN! We messed up!" OR "LET'S DO IT AGAIN NEXT WEEK!"

FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Won't tell everyone else you cried...just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.

FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.

FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you "My bad...here's a tissue."

FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story.

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME."

FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.

A friend helps you up when you fall, a best friend continues walking while saying "Walk much, dumbass?"
A friend gives you their umbrella in the rain, a best friend takes yours and says, "Run, dumbass, run!"
A friend wipes your tears when you're rejected, a best friend goes up to him and says, "It's because you're gay, isn't it?"
A friend will bail you out of jail, a best friend would be in the cell next to you saying, "That was awesome! Let's do it again!"
Friends will ask why you are crying, but best friends already have a shovel ready to bury the asshole that made you cry.

FRIENDS: Would ignore this letter.
BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this stuff!

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

Ninety-six percent of teens in the world today don't stand up for God. If you are one of the 4 percent that does put this in your profile.

I like Transformers, Naruto, Bleach, and Final Fantasy 7. I'm sure I like other things as well but these are my major likes that pop up more often in my head.

Fave TF characters: For the Autobots: Blurr (Gotthatsofar?), Bluestreak (how can you not like that adorable rambling mech), Red Alert, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe (They're twins who like to blow up random things... need I say more!), Prowl, and Jazz. Decepticons: Soundwave and his casseticons.

Fave Naruto Characters: Sasori, Deidara (KATSU!), Itachi, Hidan, Pein (the first one that showed up), Gaara, and Suigetsu.

Fave Bleach Characters: Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, Gin (Smile, it's good for the soul... and leaves people wondering what you did.), Izuru (poor emo thing), and Byakuya.

Fave FF7 Characters: Vincent Valentine (...dreamy sigh), Tseng, Cloud, Reno, Zack, and Chaos.

-~-Stories-~-

Gang Wars

Naruto

Rating: T

Pairings:

To many to list without making it ridiculously long.

Warning: Yaoi, some crack pairings.

Status: Unfinished; Five Chapters Complete ((((((ALERT this is on HITAUS! COMPLETE and UTTER WRITERS BLOCK!)))))

Break Down

Transformers

Rating: T

Pairings: Jazz/Prowl, maybe Sunny/Sides/Red Alert

Warning: SLASH, cutting.

Status: Unfinished; Two Chapters Complete (High Priority)