Info Section

Age: 20

Education: Freshman in college

Gender: Female

Residence: California

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Hello, and welcome to my boring fanfiction.net account. :D I love the indoors, cold weather, boy's love, stuffed animals and melon-mango Sobe. My hobbies include reading, writing, drawing very badly and being incredibly lazy. My tastes in music vary greatly, but my main interest lies in popular british rock bands like Radiohead, Coldplay, Depeche Mode, Gorillaz, Muse, and the J-Rock band Plastic Tree (they consider their music "british rock"). In other words, I like lead singers with rather high-pitched, girly voices.

My two main fandoms are Yuugiou and One Piece. I have been a Puppyshipping/KaiJou fan for many years now and have been writing fic for the pairing for just as long (thankfully the quality of the fics has improved greatly over that time). When my interest in the series and pairing started to dwindle, I took a friend's advice and started watching One Piece, and i've been hooked on it ever since. I immediately took a liking to Zoro/Sanji and have recently begun writing fic for that pairing as well. However, I could never abandon my beloved old Yuugiou fandom and still remain a fan of the series, as well as of KaiJou, and still write the occasional fic or one-shot for it from time to time.

Favorite Anime/Manga

Yuugiou

One Piece

Mushishi

Antique Bakery

Genshiken

Nodame Cantabile

Cafe Kichijouji de

UPDATE INFO

Recipe for Sour Hearts (Chapter 1) - One Piece ; eventual Zoro/Sanji, other side pairings tentative (AU) ; In Progress

Overtime - One Piece ; Zoro/Sanji (side-chapter? ; AU ; Recipe for Sour Hearts universe), one-shot ; Finished - Posted

Leftovers - One Piece ; Chopper/Sanji & Zoro/Sanji, one-shot ; Finished - Posted

Update: March 4th, 2009

So, there's Good news, and Bad news, and Holy Balls This Sucks news.

Holy Balls This Sucks news: about a few months ago my old computer crapped out on me and I ended up having to get a new one. I didn't have any of my fics backed up from my old computer, so the One Piece and Yuugiou one-shots that I was working on and planning to post sometime are gone. I don't plan on working on them again since it's just way too much of a hassle.

Bad News: the next chapter of Shell of a Man probably won't be up for a while. And by a while, I mostly mean until I get enough inspiration to work on it. I haven't been in much of a Yuugiou mood lately, so it might even take me a month or longer to get it out.

Good news: I'm working on chapter 1 of Recipe for Sour Hearts, and if I'm lucky it'll be the main focus of my fic work for a while. I've been in a huge One Piece mood and have been reading lots of fic lately, which has gotten me back in the writing spirit, so I'll probably even get to work on getting outlines/details and even tiny parts of chapters to come. I also will be working on a few quick, spur-of-the-moment drabbles so I can get rid of the dust that has collected on my writing skills. C:

"Powder Snow" by Ayumi Hamasaki

(Originally featured in Shell of a Man, Chapter 3)

I want to be left alone.
I want to escape to a place where no one knows me.
That I'm wrong about that, that it's my fault,
is all my heart has. I don't need tomorrow.

Can I cry as much as I want to? Until my tears wither away.
The white snow flows and muffles my tears.
Please help me.

I don't have even one regret.
I've always been living in the present
So that I don't leave even a single trace or footprint,
The candle melts down, this light is extinguished.

Can I scream at the top of my lungs? Until my voice withers away.
The white snow will forgive me for everything.
Please.

I spread my arms wide. I just want to gather the shining snow.
But why? It's so fleeting...

Can I cry as much as I want to? Until my tears wither away.
The white snow flows and muffles my tears.

Can I scream at the top of my lungs? Until my voice withers away.
The white snow will forgive me for everything.

Can I cry as much as I want to? Until my tears wither away.
Can I shout loudly? Until my voice withers away.

Can I cry as much as I want to?
Can I scream at the top of my lungs?
Until the snow stops.