If you're reading this, you probably came from one of my reviews of your story. If I've reviewed your story, it usually means one of a few things:
1. Your story is terrific. I love it like a bar of Magnum Gold on a hot day. It's got proper English language usage, pacing, setting, characterisation, an interesting premise, everything I love in a perfect story. Basically, I'm reviewing just to gush about my love for your writing.
2. You're a good author... but not one of the best... but you could be. And my review is simply to tell you about the things I feel you could improve on. It's just my opinion, though, and obviously I haven't written anything to prove I can do better or that I'm worth listening to.
3. You're an awesomely hilarious troll and I salute your efforts in providing cheap Internet laughs in the face of people who take proper writing way too seriously.
That's about it for now. Rest assured, whatever category you fall into, I don't review stories that I don't consider special or unique in some way. Nor will I ever flame, beg for updates, or complain about pairings, because none of that shit flies in my book. Some authors say that a single good reviewer can make up for 5 hours' worth of grueling work. I haven't written any story of note yet, so I'll be that good reviewer.
In my years spent lurking and devouring this site, I have developed a habit of trawling through the lists of stories, favourited by authors who have, in turn, written stories I love. One generally expects that a good author should be able to recognise good writing, which is indeed generally the case. I've found many of my favourite stories this way, and as such, I have finally bothered to keep an actual list of said favourite stories on this site, instead of in my highly-susceptible brain.
So for anyone who may be looking at my favourites list for the same reason I look at those of good authors, you may find that the stories I chose to favour come in a wide variety of flavours. Some are long, some are short. Some are hilarious, others are depressing. Some are serious, contemplative works of art, a meditative reflection of the realities of human nature, and others are the literary equivalent of that guy who painted the Virgin Mary using feces. Nonetheless, the one thing they all have in common, is that je ne sais quoi that makes a story unique, whether it be through their good writing, characterisation, or premise. As a long-time reader, I shall assure you this: No story on my favourites list will turn out to be a half-assed effort on the part of the author. Each and every single one of them earned my personal stamp of approval and I wholeheartedly recommend all of them to everyone, ever, and nothing except a first-rate story will earn that stamp. They may make you laugh, or cry, and some might even change your life, but they all certainly touched me in a completely innocent, metaphorical way, and that is why they are favourites.