Author has written 18 stories for Artemis Fowl, Twilight, iCarly, Monk, and Toy Story.
And "Meet The Bensons" is over and done with. Whew.
If anyone has any fic ideas they'd like me to try, I guess I'm now taking requests- but I've never taken requests before, so don't kill me if I bungle any prompt ideas.
Ships I support:
Minerva/Her own Brain (Effing Mary Sue)
Lily/Snape (I'm kinda torn bout this one, because Harry wouldnt've been born if the ship worked out)
All the normal Cullen ships
Leah/Sam (she deserves him more than Emily)
Leah/Jacob (and if the Sam thing doesn't work out...)
Lord Of the Rings:
Frodo/The Ring (lol... kidding...)
Spencer/That girl who rules at PakRat
Strangers With Candy:
Jerri/Every boy and girl in the school
Hetalia: Axis Powers:
Ships I hate (try and figure out the fandom):
Any crack pairing
Slash pairings made for the sake of mocking slash pairings in general (My OTP is two slash couples. Deal.)
Chuck/Stephen (crossover pairing, and they're basically the same person)
Any and all 'Daily Show' pairings except for Jon/Stephen
Artemis/Minerva (like dating a whiny version of yourself)
House/Wilson (I know it's very popular, but I just don't see it. I adore their friendship, and I'm in love with both of 'em, but together? Not for me.)
Fear knocked on the door. Faith answered it. No one was there.
Join the dark side; we have cookies.
WARNING: Trespassers will be shot. Survivors will be shot again.
Fun things to do when bored: Run to an empty register at WalMart and yell into the microphone, "Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger, will you please stop snogging in the tupperware aisle!
When life hands you lemons... ask for a refund.
Bad pickup line #138: So... you're a girl huh?
Everything here is eatable. Even I'm eatable, but that, my children, is called cannibalism, and is frowned upon in most countries. ~Willie Wonka
Do vegetarians eat animal crackers?
Artemis Fowl away messages (from AFF site):
BRB. There’s a shimmering spot in the air behind my right shoulder. Uh oh...
I do not have the time for these foolish “chats.” I have fairy gold to steal.
At the risk of sounding clichéd, BRB.
I’m away. Leave me alone before Butler makes you.
Busy yelling at the waitress who offered me the children’s menu.
Away trying to capture the yet again escaped Opal Koboi.
I predict I will be back. Trust me, I haven’t been wrong yet.
Trying to prove that my bugs don’t have bugs.
Trapped in the Operation Booth. SOMEONE GET ME OUT!
Away making a sandwhich. It’s more difficult than it looks. ~Artemis Fowl
On Strike because nobody appreciates my extremely unique and helpful inventions.
I’m not here right now, but as Holly says, “I knew he’d be back. I knew it.”
“They accused me of murdering Julius. How can I stay? Don’t worry, old friend. I won’t be far away.”
“Busy. Currently kidnapping an elf.”
“Do not disturb. We have a serious situation above ground. First, I would like you all to stop all your yapping so I can hear myself think!”
“BRB. Off to grab some caviar you can’t believe the stuff they feed us in Bartleby’s.”
I’m away, but be warned, Foaly sees all.
CMDR ROOT. TRBLE BELOW. HAVN OVRRN BY GOBLINS. PLCE PLAZA SRROUNDED. CUDGEON + OPL KBOI BHND PLOT. NO WPONS OR CMMUNICATIONS. DNA CNONS CNTRLLED BY KBOI. I M TRPPED IN OP BTH. CNCL THNKS IM 2 BLM. IF ALIVE PLSE HLP. IF NOT, WRNG NMBR.
Everybody has a wild side; me and my friends just decide to show it in public.
A good friend helps you up when you fall. A best friend laughs at you and trips you again.
You cry; I cry. You laugh; I laugh. You jump off a cliff; I laugh even harder.
YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...
You talk to yourself a lot. (e.g. Hmm, what would happen if it was sunny the day Bella got hit by the van? Oh, story idea!! Must get computer!)
You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (e.g. 'Why do I constantly ask my self random things?')
When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (e.g. 'Have you ever noticed that deliver could mean someone's liver?')
After uttering a profound peice of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, "Wow,this stuff is great for sugar highs...'
You live off of sugar and caffine (the two greatest things ever discovered!)
You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then disappear off the face of the earth.
You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.
You tend to collect Bic Stics off the ground like picking pennies off the ground.
No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.
The letters on your keyboard are wearing off. (once a key actually fell off!)
Your friends and family think that you have carpal tunnel syndrome.
People think you have A.D.D.
You think it'd be cool to have A.D.D.
You zone out even with other people.
You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense.
You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason
Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.
You're profile is REALLY long.
Your computer runs out of memory.
You can't stop writing!
And FINALLY, the one way to tell if you're a good writer: You failed English 101.
I guess I'm an author. . .
Oh, war. It’s just God’s way of teaching Americans geography.
I exercise religiously...I lift weights, then drop them to the ground
Anyone who doesn't not want to avoid failing the mid-term exam, raise your hand now...okay, those of you that raised your hands will fail, as you requested.
PASTAAAAA! -Italy (Hetalia: Axis Powers)