Author has written 84 stories for Wicked, and Harry Potter.
Hiya. I'm Scandalacious Intentions or Candy for short. I'm quite a friendly and good-natured creature, though I tend to think I'm funnier than I am, but you can easily beat that out of me. I'm a university student in rainy Wales studying Professional Writing. After admitting that to you, I'd better up my game.
I've always typed about my appearance so you can make an attempt to picture me. Well, though I'm now at university, I still look like I'm twelve because I have a baby-face and large eyes. I dress like I live in 1952. I now have blonde hair - it's quite long and curly. I'm pretty short. That's all you're getting.
I love old Disney movies, South Park, Peanut butter, my cat, polka dots, Nathan Lane, and baking. I have a minor obsession (minor? Who am I kidding?) with Remus Lupin. I read almost all the time (obviously, the Harry Potter series, but also the Adrian Mole series, The Lord of the Rings, anything by Bill Bryson, detective fiction from the early 20th century, the work of Carol Ann Duffy - and on that note, may I recommend The World's Wife because it's one of the funniest things I've ever read - and Gregory Maguire). My favourite film would be a toss-up between Singin' in the Rain and The Producers (the remake - though the original is also extraordinary). That's about it.
Edit: I also hate cabbage.
If you want my tumblr, you can find it at
I just discovered that there is a term for my addiction. I am called a Lupinite.
Oh and before I send you on your merry way, this was just too funny not to share with you.
So my French teacher had messy black hair and glasses. He was approximatley 5"11, fairly muscular, you know, quite dashing. Everyone called him Harry behind his back, but my nerdiness knows no bounds and he has hazel eyes, so I called him James. By the end of the year, I'd developed a bit of a crush on him. Unfortunately, James turned out to be his real name...
And his friends! One wore leather and had black hair that was getting a bit straggly. The other wore a grey cardigan with browny/blondey hair and the most obscene shirt/tie colour clash I have ever seen. I nearly collapsed. My friend doubled up and wanted to take photographs of my facial expression. We called them Sirius and Lupin.
Their conversation was just too funny...
Lupin: Can we go in Lush?
Anyway I think I've rambled on long enough. I will now leave you to do as you please with the offerings below.
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