Author has written 6 stories for Star Trek: 2009, Immortals After Dark series, Priest, Parodies and Spoofs, and Misc. Books.
"- it's just you and your hand tonight~!"
Sorry- bad joke. Welcome, wandering moral-less beings of the Internet! To those of you who ended up on my page by mistake, feel free to hit the back button right now. I'm not terribly interesting, I'm afraid. But to those of you who (incredibly) intentionally aimed to land here- my favourites are right there. Browse to your little yaoish hearts delight.
I'm a bit of a lazy daisy, so I don't have much to offer of my own crap for peoples of FanFiction to read- but I have loads of other peoples crap!
Far warning, thought. If I do write something, I usually stick some of my own characters in it. Yeah, yeah. I know. Ewwy, I'm one of those people. Blarg, barf, and what not.
Other then my own characters, I don't own what ever else is in them (them being the stories.). Sadly. I would, if possible, love to own Spock's left nipple though.
Tell me if it ever comes on sale, would you, Dearies?
Or maybe Karl Urban, chained up naked in my closet. He can keep the Black Hat hat, though. It makes his angry gaze smolder in the shadows it creates. Mm. Sexy.
So, to recap...I'm a loser with no life, I barely ever post anything, and I don't own a damned thing worth owning. yeah, I think that about covers it all. For those of you who are looking for something interesting, go look up Lady Talla-doe (there, fixed it you whiny brat >.>)Or TheProblematigue (She could give Spock an orgasim with her mind. GO. READ. BELIEVE.) I can promise that they offer pelvic grinding goodness, and drool worthy writing abilities.
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.
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