Author has written 9 stories for Outsiders, and Big Time Rush.
Hello, all!!! My name is Vanessa and I'm very passionate. I'm 20 years old and from the United States. I ADORE The Outsiders and Big Time Rush. Absolutely all I read is slash. My favorite Outsiders pairings are Pony/Johnny, Dally/Johnny, Pony/Two-Bit, and absolutely any Curtiscest. My favorite BTR pairing is Kames, but I'll settle for Kogan and Jagan. Sorry, I love Carlos, but I just don't see him like that. xD
I use writing as a sort of outlet. I've been going through a rough time for the past few years and fanfiction has gotten me through so much. I use it to cope! No joke, every day at school I carry around a composition book and write new chapters for my fics whenever there's extra time, or even during class when there's work to be done.
If you would like to roleplay for The Outsiders or BTR, with slash pairings, PLEASE PM me. I would absolutely love to. I reply quickly and we can exchange information and get started right away!!!
And any other questions/PMs/concerns/thoughts/anything will be replied to as fast as possible. _ I'm working on some one-shots (which probably isn't a good idea, considering I have 3 fics going that are seriously deprived of updates...) and I just want to say that some of my ideas are pretty amazing. ;)
Also, I just HAD to tell you guys-- my avatar is a picture of my beautiful dove. She's the best roommate a girl could ask for.
Thank you for your time,
-Twink Lover, XOXOXO
P.S. I apologize for the handful of bold words, I just thought they were the most important things here.
I take anti-depressants, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm Canadian, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I hate the Westboro Baptist Church, so I MUST be the anti-Christ.
I love Big Time Rush, so I MUST love One Direction (which I really don't)
My name's Vanessa, so I MUST be Vanessa.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.