Author has written 121 stories for Teen Titans, Sherlock Holmes, FAKE, Death Note, Code Geass, Princess Tutu, Sweeney Todd, Cowboy Bebop, Evangelion, Shakespeare, Hetalia - Axis Powers, Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock, Inception, and Captain America.
O troupe of little vagrants of the world
Leave your footprints in my words
- thirty days of canon WWII-set Hetalia ficlets plus wartime photos, music and videos which ran during September 2012
Hetalia artwork for some of my fics, all drawn by very lovely and extremely talented people:
(a small comic) by Hakuku - from Crossfire
by Taleness - from A is For
by *frank-d - from A is For
by Holly-Ashes - from Horizon
created by Uber-Midget - from Horizon (I do actually own him these days - he lives on my bed!)
by *frank-d - from Short Attention Span
by Hakuku - from 1912
by standingcorrected - from O America
by Hakuku - from To New Mutiny
Also some amazing USUK gift-art that I'm not worthy of:
, a USUK fashion design!AU by Hakuku and myself. This link takes you to the 'rockets doujinshi' tag on Haku's tumblr, which contains links to the online version of the doujin in addition to supplementary art and other tidbits
, a USA*UK historical!FST by AutumnDynasty and myself
: The full list, as gathered on a DA journal entry from 2008
THINGS OF LESSER IMPORTANCE:
- Most people correctly guess that I am of the female gender. I do so wonder what gives me away
- I am British and, therefore, live in Britain. Between 2009-2010, I spent a year in the USA on a year abroad programme and it was AWESOME. American McDonald’s is the best! However, Britain can be cool too – we have a lot of neat stuff here like Cadbury’s chocolate, The Now Show on BBC Radio 2 and Stephen Fry. We also have a cool Hetalia: Axis Powers personification, Arthur Kirkland, who is popular presumably because he’s a pirate and is actually just sponging off the fact that everyone loves Johnny Depp. Britain lacks a lot of things that I do like, however – such as Reese’s Cups, Peeps, Cow Tales, grape soda and anime conventions – but I feel that I would be willing to overlook these discrepancies if only Stephen Fry was our Prime Minster.
- I hate a lot of things, the most prominent of these things being wasps. I am scared of them and they always sting me and chase me and I hate them even more since I saw one eating out the eye of a dead toad in our back garden.
- I have a degree - which is weird for me to say, haha. I did English Literature and American and Canadian Studies at the University of Birmingham (with a wonderful year abroad at the University of Cincinnati, Ohio, as part of ACS) – a degree which is basically the Hetalia pairing USUK. My UB hoodie with my degree programme title printed on the back has 'USUK' above it and NOBODY EVER ASKS WHY IT'S THERE. I received a few slapped wrists for constantly crowbarring Edgar Allan Poe and Samuel Taylor Coleridge into my essays but nonetheless got away with writing my English dissertation entirely on that bamf Mercutio from Romeo and Juliet.
- On that note, things I cannot go very long for without mentioning in my stories (think of it like a Where's Wally? excercise): William Shakespeare; the works of William Shakespeare; quotes from Shakespeare plays; Mercutio; Sherlock Holmes; Samuel Taylor Coleridge; Edgar Allan Poe; Disney; Batman.
- I am a dreadful procrastinator and will put off until next week what I should have done over a month ago. Unless it’s a fanfic and I want to have it up by a specific date/holiday. In which case no rest for the wicked.
- My co-writer, Narroch, is often on the receiving end of this whip-cracking regime of mine but that’s only because she’s a horrible procrastinator too and is responsible for the death of several of our co-written ventures, the most prominent and disappointing being The Monster You Made, which barely got off the ground before bursting into spectacular flames and cartwheeling across the runway to land in a twisted smoking heap. She is, however, a very good writer when she can be bothered to finish the thing.
- Poison Apple, a Death Note fic Narroch and I wrote together, has had several (often dubious) honours put upon it: It appears on three different TV Tropes articles (Death Note Fanfic Recs, Recursive Fanfiction and Grimmification), has been named on the Death Note Fanlore Wiki as, apparently, the “most (in)famous” fic in the DN section, won First Prize in both the Death Note and Member’s Choice categories at the 2009 dotmoon.net UFO Awards, is the subject of a Yahoo Answers question, has a fanclub on DA, a fanfic written for it called Human by Perdue, a FST on LJ and lots of AMVs and artwork/photographs – and that’s just the stuff we know about. o.O It tends to pop up randomly in obscure places from time to time so... who knows? Even all these years later (it finished waaaaay back in 2008!) reviews for it still trickle in and we're very happy that people are still getting such enjoyment out of it BUT WITH THAT SAID I feel like now is the time to confess that it is purple as hell with extremely clunky metaphors/themes that often punch you in the face for all the subtlety they have. So, yeah, just a heads up! Narroch and I were 19/20 when we wrote it - we are 23/24 now. I feel something of an obligation to admit that Poison Apple was a swell ride with a great bunch of readers and a fantastic learning process but, in retrospect, makes me cringe in places. :/
- I have absolutely no idea what I am going to do with my life. XD
If you cannot understand my argument, and declare "It's Greek to me'', you are quoting Shakespeare; if you claim to be more sinned against than sinning, you are quoting Shakespeare; if you recall your salad days, you are quoting Shakespeare; if you act more in sorrow than in anger; if your wish is farther to the thought; if your lost property has vanished into thin air, you are quoting Shakespeare; if you have ever refused to budge an inch or suffered from green-eyed jealousy, if you have played fast and loose, if you have been tongue-tied, a tower of strength, hoodwinked or in a pickle, if you have knitted your brows, made a virtue of necessity, insisted on fair play, slept not one wink, stood on ceremony, danced attendance (on your lord and master), laughed yourself into stitches, had short shrift, cold comfort or too much of a good thing, if you have seen better days or lived in a fool's paradise - why, be that as it may, the more fool you, for it is a foregone conclusion that you are (as good luck would have it) quoting Shakespeare; if you think it is early days and clear out bag and baggage, if you think it is high time and that that is the long and short of it, if you believe that the game is up and that truth will out even if it involves your own flesh and blood, if you lie low till the crack of doom because you suspect foul play, if you have your teeth set on edge (at one fell swoop) without rhyme or reason, then - to give the devil his due - if the truth were known (for surely you have a tongue in your head) you are quoting Shakespeare; even if you bid me good riddance and send me packing, if you wish I was dead as a door-nail, if you think I am an eyesore, a laughing stock, the devil incarnate, a stony-hearted villain, bloody-minded or a blinking idiot, then - by Jove! O Lord! Tut tut! For goodness' sake! What the dickens! But me no buts! - it is all one to me, for you are quoting Shakespeare!
- On Quoting Shakespeare by Bernard Levin
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