I've been lurking around fan fiction for awhile now- just like that sketchy guy who leans over your head to see what you're doing on the computer.
(Yeah, you know who you are)
I've had an account for awhile, but I rarely use it for medical reasons. (I'm incredibly lazy)- So I'm just now changing my profile
Things you should know about me (New! List format!):
-I can't see me writing multi-chapter fics. I'm just good enough at writing to know I'm not all good at writing- putting me ahead of at least 20 of the rest of the fan fiction population. Yay for people who suck worse than me!
-I might just publish some one-shots if I ever get to the point where I'm happy with them.
-If I do write some, it's likely that they'll all be rated T. Not because I swear profusely or write any intimate scenes, but because as fifteen-year old I enjoy having the option to do said things. (Bitch.)
-I am ridiculously dedicated (at the moment) to my tiny, overly-pretentious C2. Please give it love.
-I am a terrible speller. Like an abomination. Case in point, when I first tried to spell abomination just now, it went something like this- abhororation. Spell-check didn't even have suggestion. (no joke.)Apparently it had no idea what I wanted to say. I had to ask my dad. Which is why I would be an epic fail as Beta.
-You should send me a one-shot challenge- I might even remember to check my email at some point. (Okay, so that's a lie.)
I have an uncontrollable love for fan fiction containing jealousy and U.S.T.
There’s probably some Freudian reason for that, like a repressed childhood memory.
Unnecessary!Update (I used alliteration!):
Contrary to everything written above I’ve decided to flesh out an idea for a multi-chapter That 70’s show fanfiction. I know, I know, I am a major liar. At some point I’ll post up a summary, for the people I like to pretend are reading my profile instead of scanning my favorites for good smut. Tsk, tsk.
I have no shame. I will read fanfiction for any category I stumble my way across. If a section has been fully explored I will (temporarily) move to the next story pasture like a cow munching happily on the grass of words.
Please take a moment to savor the imagery.