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Author has written 52 stories for Naruto, Code Geass, Bleach, Death Note, Harry Potter, and Criminal Minds.
Hello Everyone, UchiHime here. Thanks for visiting my page.
Some About Me Info:
Name: UchiHime (or Itami when the mood strikes)
Birthday: August 2nd
Location: Somewhere between "Mind Your" and "Own Business" (JK)
Likes: Writing, sleeping, knitting, roleplaying, Yaoi (slash)!
Dislikes: Ignorant bigoted homophobic self-asorbed idiots who dare think they can tell me about myself!
Genres: Fantasy, Sci-fi, Dark, Angst
Other: I'm a college student Majoring in Psychology with a Minor in French language and culture. I love the French language and have been studying it for five years, so I might randomly input French words into stories. (It won't happen ofter unless the plot allows for it to, but yeah). Also, I'm a sorority girl! I would say which sorority I'm in, but I don't think spending my free time writing guy on guy sex scenes properly exemplifies the image of "Classy Ladies" my sorority is trying to up hold. So... yeah.
Because she did it for me, I am giving a shout out to Turnandwalk, who is my servant/slave. Go read her stories. She's amazing. There Turner, my job is done.
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On Twitter: @RachAtTheStart
My story All the Wrong Reasons is being translated into Spanish by Lenayuri. That translation can be found HERE.
I need to put this out there: I suffer from random bouts of depression. Like really bad depression. I have since early childhood. I try to hold a lot of things in because I don't know how to talk to people or express myself properly out loud, but holding things end eventually gets to me and I fall into a slump that can go from a day to a month to even longer. I burst into tears without anyone around me knowing why, or even having a real reason myself. I lock myself in my room, turn my music up loud, shut off the lights, and crawl into the closet because as a child that's always allotted me some peace. My mind goes into a place so dark it scares me. And to pull myself out of this, I start searching for things that makes me happy. That makes me smile. That makes me feel I have some worth. And that's where you guys come in. When I feel myself slipping deep into depression and need something to make me happy, I start reading my reviews. I pick a random story and read all the reviews for it. And I smile and I laugh and feel better. I've read every single review I've ever received. Some of them I've read twenty if not a hundred times. Because they are my lifeline. They let me know that somewhere out there in the world people (complete strangers) appreciate me. They appreciate my work. They appreciate my passion. They appreciate me enough to read what I write and tell me how they truly felt about it. They appreciate me enough to stick with me even after I've disappeared for months. And I feel loved. And I feel worth something. And that pulls me out of the darkness. So, even though I rarely if ever reply to reviews, and even though I haven't been posting anything lately, just know that I'm still reading every single review and they're putting a smile on my face and they're give me a hand up on my depression and I really appreciate them. And I really appreciate you all. Thank you.
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