Black Scorpio X
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Joined 11-07-10, id: 2605729, Profile Updated: 04-07-14
Author has written 5 stories for Saint Seiya, Kuroshitsuji, Cardfight!! Vanguard/CARDFIGHT!! ヴァンガード, Joker/Clover/Heart no Kuni no Alice, and Brigadoon.

Hello dear readers

Favorite colours: blue & black

What I like: manga/anime, create stories on FanFiction.net (obviously), kitties, yaoi, Brigadoon Marin & Melan, Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler), Saint Seiya (Lost Canvas too), Fairy Tail, Utawarerumono, Basilisk, One Piece, listen to music and play on the computer

What I don't like: horror movies, bullies, racistes, homophobes, spiders & bugs

Favorite singers: Rin/Len Kagamine(Vocaloids)(I love every Vocaloids, but the twins are my favorites), Taylor Swift, Katy Perry, Céline Dion, Bowling for Soup, Simple Plan, Lady Gaga, Avril Lavigne, ONE OK ROCK, Skillet, There For Tomorrow, Phil Collins.

Favorite couples
Saint Seiya
CamusXMilo (my favorite (yaoi) couple =D)
DohkoXShion
KanonXRadamanthys
ShiryuXShunrei (they're SO cute together XD)
AlbaficaXManigoldo/Minos (Lost canvas)
DegelXKardia (Lost canvas)
SisyphusXEl Cid (Lost canvas)
DefterosXAsmita (Lost Canvas)

Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)
SebastianXOC
Will
XOC

Fairy Tail
GajeelXLevy
Rogue
XYukino

Utawarerumono
Hakuoro
XEruruu/Mikoto

I hope that you'll love my stories.


(Found them on others profiles)

This is about a little girl who was abused, if
you care, copy and paste this in your profile

My name is Sarah I am but three.
My eyes are swollen, I cannot see.
I must be stupid, I must be bad.
What else could have made
my daddy so mad?
I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly.
Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all, I can't do a wrong
or else I'm locked up all day long.
When I awake, I'm all alone.
The house is dark, my folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come, I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just one whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car.
My daddy is back from Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse.
My name he calls.
I press myself against the wall.
I try and hide from his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.
He finds me, weeping, he shouts ugly words.
He says its my fault That he suffers at work.
He slaps me, hits me and yells at me more.
I finally get free and I run for the door.
He's already locked it and I start to bawl.
He takes me and throws me against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken
and my daddy continues with more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream.
But it's much too late now, his face has been twisted into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain again and again.
Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops and heads for the door,
while I lay there motionless, sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah and I am but three.
Tonight my daddy m
urdered me.


This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

Ninety-six percent of teens in the world today don't stand up for God. If you are one of the 4 percent that does put this in your profile.


PLEASE READ.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't

forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for

the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that

mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister

is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.


Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
Now you have two choices

1) repost and show you care
2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart


A girl of 15 years, gives her hand to his son; people calling her a whore, not knowing she was raped at age 13.
People deal with a big Mr. unaware that he has a disease that causes obesity.
People fleeing with Mr. disfigured face, not knowing that he risked his life by being a firefighter.

Publish this if you are against discrimination and stereotypes. I bet 95% of you do not publish!


You see: The girl you just deal with fat? It was an overdose of diet pills.
You see the girl you just deal with ugly? She spends hours to put the makeup in the mirror and hope people like it.
You see the boy you just break down? It is being abused at home.
You see the man with the scars that you treated? He fought for his country.
You see the guy that you just make fun of because he mourns? His mother is dying.

Put this on your blog or on your facebook if you are against bullying, nastiness and contempt. I'm sure 95% of people will not do. And these people will not do, because they will be recognized in this text. Even if it's horrible, it's the truth. So put on quickly.
Many feel, very few know ...


Here are sites where you can see GrimmIchi doujinshi (with Grimm as the seme (LEMON)):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zye4WHPbXKQ
http://mordantata.tumblr.com/post/18715353858


FOR HUNTER X HUNTER FANS
HERE'S A QUIZZ ABOUT YOUR TYPE OF NEN:

http://www.quotev.com/quiz/1722578/Which-Nen-user-are-you

Note: if you don't know your blood type and/or Chinese zodiac, go on wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_types_in_Japanese_culture
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_zodiac

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TheGirlXTheClownXTheMeeting by SoundzofSilence reviews
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Tekken - Rated: T - English - Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,333 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 6/29/2005 - Published: 6/1/2005
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Tekken - Rated: K+ - English - Humor - Chapters: 7 - Words: 5,478 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 4 - Updated: 4/24/2003 - Published: 3/26/2003
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Tekken - Rated: K+ - English - Humor - Chapters: 5 - Words: 4,778 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 9/25/2002 - Published: 8/28/2002
Male Bonding by Cherie Dee reviews
Chapter 3 up! The 4 Mishima men go camping.
Tekken - Rated: K+ - English - Humor - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,402 - Reviews: 30 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 1/5/2002 - Published: 10/18/2001
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Shiroshitsuji reviews
Ash has been killed, but Angela has somehow survived! So Sebastian's job as the Phantomhives' butler is not over yet and eating Ciel's soul will be for later. While searching for the angel, the demon butler's secrets will be revealed and OCs will appear. Love, Happiness, Truth, Lies, Sorrow, Hatred and Jealousy are the masters of the story. SebxOC WillxOC
Kuroshitsuji - Rated: T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 7 - Words: 28,475 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 3/8 - Published: 8/27/2012 - Sebastian M., William S., OC
One word from you is enough reviews
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Joker/Clover/Heart no Kuni no Alice - Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 14,453 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 16 - Updated: 11/17/2013 - Published: 3/2/2013 - Boris A., Elliot M., OC
Crimson mystery reviews
Akiko is a girl who loves Vanguard. The card game was the only thing, besides her family, that makes her feel happy. One day, she and her family are moving in another town. A new life will start for her. What will await her? Something good or something bad? Read to find out. Story is better than the summary. Rated T for later chapters.
Cardfight!! Vanguard/CARDFIGHT!! ヴァンガード - Rated: K+ - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 7 - Words: 43,154 - Reviews: 21 - Favs: 29 - Follows: 37 - Updated: 11/5/2013 - Published: 9/1/2012 - S. Aichi, Kai T., Ren S., OC
Brigadoon: Next Generation
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Brigadoon - Rated: T - English - Sci-Fi/Family - Chapters: 7 - Words: 28,341 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 6/10/2013 - Published: 4/1/2013
The words I want to tell you reviews
If Scorpio Kardia and Aquarius Degel are alive, what will happen next to them? Our dear Milo will give you the answer. SS meets TLC YAOI. Contains LEMON in chapter 11
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