Author has written 11 stories for Vocaloid, Detective Conan/Case Closed, Higurashi/Umineko series, Fullmetal Alchemist, and Hetalia - Axis Powers. NEW NOTICE!!! I'M OPEN TO BETA-READ NOW! I'M GOOD AT ENGLISH AND SPANISH! Hotaru is planing on leaving this account for a new one. I, Naichingeru, will update her story though. Good Luck! Naichingeru To Anyone who bothered to read my stories, Thank you. The reason im leaving is because school is leaving me a little overwhelmed, and I can't think up any ideas. It was fun to write on here, and Naichingeru will continue What would you do for a Klodike bar. Im going to leave the stories i wrote up, but im not going to post anything new. Your reviews were appreciated though, and I hope that you take a look at a few other stories here. Thanks, and goodbye. Hotaru Hello! Naichingeru here! Real name: (Fill in what you want) Age: What are you? A pedo? The rest i don't wanna type, Although I'm completly crazy/Yandere. But First a great copy-paste I found- Girls Don't be sad. Even if the worlds won't forgive you, I'll forgive you. Don't be sad, Even if you won't forgive the world, I'll forgive you. So please, tell me. How do I make you forgive me? Guess it's time to talk. We have already written a bunch of stories. Just some things we might write about: Detective Conan Bleach Hetalia Magic Kaito And maybe Higurashi, when I acctually start to read it. And...COPY PASTE! Rose's are Red, Violets are blue, Sugar is sweet, And so are you. But the Rose's have wilted The Violets are dead, The Sugar bowls empty, And so is your head. (Damn I love that one.) Pluto was declared no longer a planet on August 27 of 2006 just because it was 'too small' and 'off its orbit' for a couple scientists' likings. If you still think Pluto should be a planet then copy and paste this to your profile. LONG LIVE PLUTO! Month one Mommy Month Two Mommy Month Three You know what Mommy Month Four Mommy Month Five You went to the doctor today. Month Six I can hear that doctor again. Month Seven Mommy Every Abortion Is Just . . . One more heart that was stopped. 'Before you take the life of your baby, really consider all your option. Would you rather be fat for a while, or kill your child? If you're against abortion, re-post this My name is May 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 the 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 and 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 its now much too late 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 May And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me. This is about school shootings: Mommy...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, huge crack. Mommy, 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! When I went to school that day, I never said good-bye. I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another, And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother. Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much, And please tell Zack; 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; I'll be waiting for her now And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class, And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though, deserves this. But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss. And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry. Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest, But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could please 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, I really wanted to live. But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late, Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I had to cancel the date. I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you" Make School Shootings Stop! 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 didn’t 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 girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a 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 that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that 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. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone: Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn Is Breaking, twilite addict, ihatejacob1, Twilighter80,Emmetthemonkey, Inkfire, AcroPrincess, InvaderSidney, Invader Gilly, KatakaCandy2429658, Invader Elze, Invader Misty, HiddenShadows798, Hana and Aiko-chan, Naichingeru, I stroke your cold cheek, Sweetness This is really sweet... When a girl is quiet, a million things are running through her mind. When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply. When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of question, she is wondering how long you will be around. When a girl answers "I'm fine." after a few seconds, she is not fine at all. When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying. When a girl rests her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be her's forever. When a girl wants to see you everday, she wants to be pampered. When a girl says "I love you." she means it. When a girl says "I miss you." nobody could miss you more than that. Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person. Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him. The guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead, Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him. The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her.". If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life. If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you. Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you. Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere. So get ready for the biggest shock of your life. If you don't repost this, you will be cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity. Repost this to your profile, and spare yourself the emotional stress. ¢αℓℓιηg мє FAKE ωση’т мαкє уσυ REAL, North Italy (Vargas Feliciano) [x] You were bullied a lot in your childhood [x] You're a good artist 10/10 Germany (Ludwig) [x] You're very stoic and serious [x] Your alone time is your 'happy time' Japan (Kiku Honda) [x] You're very mature The Allies America (Alfred Jones) [x] You love hamburgers [x] You think you're awesome [x] You love to invent things [x] You know aliens exist England (Arthur Kirkland) [x] You like tea [x] You're good at embroidery (Doll, anyone?) France (Francis Bonnefoy) [x] You're very affectionate ] When it comes to l'amour, you don't mind men or women Russia (Ivan Braginski) [x] You had a very sad childhood China (Wang Yao) [x] You're very mature [x] You love pandas [x] You try to be a role-model for your brothers/sisters/whatever, but are never taken seriously Austria (Roderich Edelstein) [x] You are very well-raised Canada (Matthew Williams) [x] You're often ignored by people [x] You love polar bears Cuba ] You smoke [x] You're very physically strong Hungary (Elizabeth Hédeváry) [x] You have a potty-mouth Lithuania (Toris Lorinaitis) [x] You're very serious Poland (Feliks Lukasiewicz) [x] You're very flamboyant Prussia (Gilbert Weillschmidt) [x] You're quite mean-spirited Spain (Antonio Fernandez Carriedo) [x]You are clueless about things around you. South Italy (Lovino Vargas/Romano) [x]You tend to overreact a lot. [x]You fix yourself on stupid matters. My results: North Italy - 10/10 UK - 5/10 |
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