Author has written 113 stories for Fullmetal Alchemist, Kuroshitsuji, Kingdom Hearts, Blue Exorcist/青の祓魔師, Supernatural, and Gravity Falls.
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Okay, so I used to respond to every single review I got on a story because I wanted to talk to everyone who was reading my writing, but as the people piled up, I just can't do it anymore. I try to respond the best I can, but I just can't respond to all of them. I do read all of them, though!
A Rose's Thorns (Fullmetal Alchemist): You've read Rebellion and now you're reading the deleted scenes, but there's so much more. See Edward Elric's journey through therapy as he heals his body and mind from the horrible abuse he suffered at the hands of Shou Tucker.
Revenis (Fullmetal Alchemist): After an unexpected incident, Edward Elric is found dead at the age of thirteen. So how did this kid pop out of nowhere seven years later? Did someone commit human transmutation? Or is something more going on?
A Kept Secret (Ao No Exorcist)When Yukio Okumura returns to True Cross Academy for his sophmore year, he brings an unexpected student; his twin brother, Rin, who he had kept a secret from his friends at the Academy. Rin is keeping a secret of his own, though. FTM!Rin
What I'm Working On Now:
Insomnia (Gravity Falls)Don't sleep. Cant sleep. Don't sleep. Can't sleep. Don't sleep. Cant sleep. Don't sleep. Can't sleep. Don't sleep. Cant sleep. Don't sleep. Can't sleep. Don't sleep. Cant sleep. Don't sleep. Can't sleep. Don't sleep. Cant sleep. Don't sleep. Can't sleep. Don't sleep. Cant sleep. Don't sleep. Can't sleep.
Rebellion Deleted Scenes (Fullmetal Alchemist): Deleted Scenes to the 15 chapter fic 'Rebellion'. Edward Elric, a Stat Alchemist, lives with a secret he never wanted anyone to know, until it comes out. Here are little bits of what I had wanted to write into 'Rebellion', but never got the chance.
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.
When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.
When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.
When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.
When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deep he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children.
And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came
"Edward and Roy, sittin' in a car, are they naked, YES THEY ARE!"
if you're taller than Edward Elric but still shorter than everyone else, paste this into your signature.
That, my children, is called a wall. But beware, the wall is solid. Yes be afraid! Be very afraid, for we cannot walk through it! Believe me children, for I have attempted this many times before.
If you want to be a writer and fanfiction is just the beginning copy and paste this into your profile.