Author has written 6 stories for Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, and Glee.
Welcome! It's Ikazuchi here, but please, call me Megan :)
Check out my Twitter! I'm R5Gleek. Beware of my fangirling, though. My Tumblr URL is AWarblersRomance, and I'll update you guys on my story-writing progress from there when I can!
Anyways, I'm 17 and currently in high school. I've been writing stories since 4th or 5th grade, most of which have been fanfiction. My first story I ever wrote was a fanficiton, so I guess I'm in the right place here! I hope you enjoy my stories, and I'll always accept good constructive criticism.
I'm in love with a show called Glee. I ship Nick and Jeff Warbler harder than anything else in the world. I write Niff fanfiction, and some Klaine.
Sometimes I can be slow in updating stories thanks to school, writers block, and general laziness. But please don't leave me for that! I will NOT stop writing a story unless I state otherwise here on my profile. So please be patient with me.
I love all my story followers and reviews are the crack that keeps me going :)
A Warblers Romance - IN PROGRESS - STILL UPDATING
Dalton Academy: Correctional Facility - IN PROGRESS - STILL UPDATING
Unusual Circumstances - IN PROGRESS - HIATUS
Broken Silence - NEW! - IN PROGRESS - STILL UPDATING
A Summer of Klaine - DISCONTINUED (For now. I may begin writing in it again).
Untitled Niff: I have two chapters typed for this story that's pretty much about a "fugitive" Nick. I might post them if I think I'll continue it!
Description: Jeff is a lifeguard at a local beach who pulls a mysterious drowning boy out of the ocean after he apparently fell off-board a boat. The boy--Nick--seems extremely distrustful of everyone around him, but slowly begins to trust Jeff. Jeff soon begins to suspect that someone was after this mysterious boy, and soon realizes that they would stop at nothing until they get what they wanted.
(Wow I really suck at descriptions!)
Homophobia and You: They're people too! Stop the hate and spread the love!
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 has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it
You are all totally free to message me if you'd like! I usually respond. Ask me questions, offer ideas for my fanfictions, or just chat with me! I'm up for just about anything.
Love you all!