Author has written 3 stories for One Piece, Fairy Tail, Twilight, and Dark-Hunter series.
name:...I got tons of name all over the place. Call me Rouge, Miyu, or Wolfy Or as m brothers calls me, Ray
hobbies: reading manga, watching anime, trying to write a good fan fiction, growing herbs, cleaning(being a house wife in training)
likes: wolves, anime, rice candy, coffee, Portgas D. Ace, coffee, plushies, and bakong for my people
dislikes: jackasses, narrowmindedness, arrogance and ignorance
Quote Everyone should live by (even if I'm too scared too): The most dangerous part of life is yourself. Conquer your inner demons and you will succeed
About my story updates:
I will not be updating as regularly as I'd like. Not because I loss interest in writing but because I am very lazy and sometimes can't tell where I want to take the story line or lost my train of thought for the plot of the story. Once that thought is gone I can never remember it.
Or I have trouble with something, like information and trying not to make the character OOC. Or worrying over my beloved characters becoming Mary-sues. BUT! I will not give up on my story anytime soon so bare with me, please?
Thank you for your time.
PS: You can ignore everything under this line.
How to Tell if You're a Writer
-If you talk to yourself.
-If you talk to yourself about talking to yourself (i.e. "I wonder why I talk to myself so much?")
-If, when you talk to yourself, you sometimes speak as if talking to another person (i.e. "Okay, so have you ever noticed that the word ‘deliver’ could mean removing someone’s liver?’")
-If, after uttering a profound piece of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand in awe and say, "Wow, this is good stuff for sugar highs!"
-If you live off of sugar and caffeine.
-If people start to notice that you tend to check your e-mail every day for a week, then suddenly disappear off the face of the planet.
-If your e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
-If, when replying to someone else’s e-mail, you are sometimes so random that you fail to address the original message altogether.
-If you tend to collect the Bic Stics people leave lying around, kind of like picking pennies off the ground.
-If, no matter where you are in your room, you never have to so much as get up to reach a pen/pencil and paper.
-If people think you might have A.D.D.
-If you start constantly talking in third person, past tense.
-If you think about making lists like this, and start giggling for no "apparent" reason.
-If your friends don’t even bother to look funny at you anymore when you start giggling for no apparent reason.
Oh anime! anime! Where would we be?
If your presence not grace us ever so fully?
I know just what to do;we should propose a grand toast!
The grandest of toast with your preferred host!
Now young and fair girls, come one and come all!
Pick a partner to take to our anime ball!
We have every character; just tell us your type:
Height, eyes, hair color, and favorite plight
Do you go for the leader? The king of all kings?
Who commands respect with all the awesomeness he brings?
The person in charge who knows just what to do?
Until rejected he goes to his emo corner to cry: boo hoo!
Or is the smart one the way you will go?
He smiles up front, he puts on quite a show!
No problem too big for him, the solutions are quite clear!
But a darker side will show if you get too near.
And then we have the twins, who are rarely apart.
Could it be incest or brotherly heart?
Mischevious, impish, the troublesome lot
They differ in some ways, just don't ask me what.
Perhaps the strong silent man suits you best?"
Barely a word ever escapes from his chest.
You may feel he's no emotion as life passes by
Dare offend his friends, and you can expect you will fly!
But may haps the cute little boy with the cake?
Looks pure as a doll and you may fear he might break.
Do not be decieved his age is more than he appears.
And he knows kung-foo. Whoa! Watch out little dears!
Or perhaps the new guy who is shy and polite?
Who will smile, take orders, and won't put up a fight.
He listens, counsels, and importantly deems.
But is everything with him just as it seems?
What if you're a guy, who wishes a girl or two?
I think we might round up something for you.
Although our Host Club is comprised of guys
A woman's touch is at work beneath your eyes.
Laughing and smiling, tenacious and loud.
The manager can always catch quite a crowd!
The fortitude for more to go above and beyond!
No one knows what she thinks or who she is fond.
And another you may find, with mind as open as can be.
A poor little girl that can set the rich free.
Although, go after her and you'll hear Tamaki scream:
"If you touch my Haruhi, it is you I will cream!"
Choose anyone;our doors are open for you!
This is the night for your dreams to come true!
Your desired host is yours, providing you pay.
But none of you are commoners so you should be okay.
Post this poem on your profile if you love Ouran!
I am the girl who doesn't go to school dances, and when I do, I sit in the corner and read a book
I am the girl that people look through when I say something
I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading,writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal
I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face
I am the girl who doesn't spend all her time on Myspace or talking to a friend on her cellphone
I am the girl who hasn't been asked out in a year
I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain
I Am Not That Girl:
I am not that girl,
The one that is super popular.
The one that is rich.
The one that will lie to get her way.
The one that doesn't care about your feelings.
The one that has a new boy-friend every week.
The one that hates life because she wear size two jeans.
The one that would cry over a boy.
The one that will give up because she broke a nail.
The one that started wearing make-up at nine years old.
I am that girl,
The one who likes books.
The one who pretends not to be sad, just to make others happy.
The one who reads and writes to escape.
The one who just wants to help.
The one that just wants to make a difference.
The one that doesn't look at race or homosexuality.
The one that cries when she feels alone or helpless; it only shows that she's strong.
The one that knows she's beautiful, no matter what others say.
The one that refuses to believe that this is it.
The one that doesn't care if she eats too many cinnamon buns...they taste good.
The one that people like because she's crazy.
The one that will do anything to make people feel better.
The one who won't give in.
The one who won't give up.
I am not crazy. I just killed a man. Would you let a man beat you?
Since I was little, timid, and shy;
Daddy would beat me, I didn't know why.
He'd come home upset, telling Mommy she's worthless,
Then beat both of us, he really liked to hurt us.
I grew up like that, young, timid, and shy;
I guess that it caught some bad boy's eye.
He told me, "You're pretty, hey, why don't you date me?"
'Cause the man that I knew had done nothing but hate me... I did.
When I turned fifteen, still meek, timid, and shy;
Well, that upset Jack, I just didn't know why.
He'd get awful mad and smack me so hard-
It was common I fell in the yard.
I stayed meek, timid and shy;
Because that's what I thought that a girl should do, why?
The boys in my life hurt me oh so badly,
I wouldn't cry, Mommy looked at me sadly...
... One day Jack almost killed me. Oh my goodness, someone lied and said I was pregnant and Jack stabbed me in the tummy.
heh heh heh... then the REAL fun began...
You see, I was no longer meek, timid, and shy;
My Jack he would beat me and now I knew why.
'Cause he was a drunk, a worth-a-less drunk,
His breath always smelled worse than a skunk.
I played stupid... appeared meek, timid, and shy;
I shot Jack and he cried, "Baby why?!"
I giggled at him and said, "You're just a boy,
Who loved to break his fa-ha-vortie toy."
So young girls out there, don't end up like I. And you won't have to tell everyone bye.
- Brandy O'Brien/LuvIsAThing
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs.
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Damn … we fucked up … but that shit was fun!”
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: Won't tell anyone else you cry... just laugh about it when you're not down anymore.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Try to half-ass comfort you when you feel down.
REAL FRIENDS: Grab you by the shoulders, shake you, and say "Bitch, snap out of it!"
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget its yours.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Always keep your stuff they borrowed in perfect condition.
REAL FRIENDS: Lose your shit and tell you, "My bad ... here's a tissue."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink because they think it's polite.
REAL FRIENDS: Raise an eyebrow and say "Bitch, I'll eat what I want" and are the reason you never have food.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Can write a very embarrassing book about you, with direct quotes from you.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Ask you what you number is.
REAL FRIENDS: Remind you what you number is when you forget.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Have to be reminded not to tell.
REAL FRIENDS: Would willingly go skinny-dipping in a tank of acid before they even consider telling.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you’ve had enough.
REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say “Bitch, drink the rest of that, you know we don’t waste.”
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will offer to pay when you have a drink.
REAL FRIENDS: Will laugh and say "Pay my ass! You'll pay for mine, bitch!"
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Don't let friends drive drunk.
REAL FRIENDS: Don't let friends drive drunk alone.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will apologize when you forget lunch money and say that they don't have any left.
REAL FRIENDS: Will say "Sucks for you" and finally cave after a few hours and then say "You owe me for this, you fatass."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will smile and say "Don't worry about me" when they forget their lunch money, even if you didn't offer to pay.
REAL FRIENDS: Will say "Bitch, I'm a fatass and I'm starving, now buy me some damn food."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will automatically tell you you're beautiful when you ask if something makes you look fat.
REAL FRIENDS: Will say "Well no shit, sherlock."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Would tell you not to get a face-lift because you already look perfect.
REAL FRIENDS: Would say "Face-lift? I don't think a fork-lift would help."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Laugh with you.
REAL FRIENDS: Laugh at you.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Laugh at all your jokes.
REAL FRIENDS: Tell you your jokes suck.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Congratulate you when you get good grades.
REAL FRIENDS: Say "Jeez, you nerd. If you were in stupid classes like me, we'd see each other more."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Encourage you not to skip school.
REAL FRIENDS: Photoshop one of their old doctor's notes and use it to spring you from school.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out!
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.
REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what's wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.
REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will glare at the guy who dumps you and say "Forget him. You're too good for him."
REAL FRIENDS: Kick the guy's ass and threaten to castrate him with a spork if he comes within five miles of you.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Crush on your older brother whom you absolutely despise.
REAL FRIENDS: Hate you older brother as much as you do and give him the nick-name "Faggot".
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost this.
Why We Don't Care
The world is a playground
Fit to try a new game
No matter how different,
opposed, or insane
It’s meant for two lovers
Who share a similar look
Who smile and are devilish
Who don’t play by the book
Disgusted and fearful
Society will cover their eyes
Conflicting and fighting
The boys don’t seem surprised
What’s it matter if kin
Are lovers and brothers
Really it doesn’t
If they care immensely for one another
Instead of shunning the strange
Welcome it with an open mind
On this planet so different
Twincest you’re bound to find.
This was made by leshamarieinuyasha!! If you support the Hitachiin Brothers and Twincest paste this up on your profile as Why We Don't Care
If you think that an O.C search engine should be put on this web site copy and paste this into your profile and add your name: Dragon Ninja Of Darkness, Miyu the Fangirl,