Author has written 17 stories for Nurarihyon no Mago/ぬらりひょんの孫, X-Men: Evolution, Maximum Ride, Hetalia - Axis Powers, Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, Anime X-overs, Rise of the Guardians, Once Upon a Time, Merlin, Harry Potter, DC Superheroes, Legend of the Seeker, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Alex Rider, Frozen, and Teen Wolf.
Heyo my lovely readers not reading this booty-ass profile--
I'm still alive, well, and posting. I recently had a tragedy in my family and have turned to writing to bury all my misery. I will be starting college soon. Updates will happen, but will be sporadic. Maybe I'll post some new stories. Maybe. (Probably, I love fanfiction).
July 17, 2016
Age: 19, 13 when I started writing.
Mature fics and kinkmeme fills @
You can contact me there as well!
I'm YellowWomanontheBrink on ao3 as well. There are some fics posted exclusively there.
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic. (More like short, but hey, one time I actually managed to squeeze into those size three jeans!)
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch. (Anyone who knows me will vouch for that...)
I'm CHRISTIAN, so I MUST believe that Gay people will go to Hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo. (I just look like a boy--curveless with a flat ass)
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention. (Nope, just too lazy to dig through that pile at the foot of my bed)
I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual. (Love drama club!)
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser. (What else am I going to wear? What the bird wants?)
I'm a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude (I am 17...put away the erection.)
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid. ( I hate it! And I can't fry grio!)
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat. (Food is good. I eat like a man, bitch!)
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly. (Cockblock is my expression)
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals. (Nope. just the assholes, regardly of your sexual orientation!)
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork. (I am. I'm learning bassoon, love. and I played CLARINET. What more do you want from me?)
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA (??? ...Black Jesus does look cool though ;) )
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser. (OMG, clones!)
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control. (Only slightly overwieght. I'm working on it, though)
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive. (Naivete is a beautiful thing...sure.)
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino. (I don't burn, I blacken. Seriously. I've never had a sunburn in my life. Black don't crack!)
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone. (Gay Rights exploiters are beginning to piss me off...alot.)
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social. (I get thrown out of stores! And there's never enough space on the sidewalks. T_T)
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy. (Sorry to all those people I unintentionally offend!)
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch. (Like I'm about to censor myself for you.)
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills. (...I try)
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch. (I OBJECT!)
I read COMICS, so I MUST be a loser. (Does BE count?)
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker. (eeeeeek! Run away! FANGIRLS!)
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak. (Say that to my tortured little buddies *evil smirk*)
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant. (*Sings* Living in America [We livin' in America ya'll!)
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo. (Only dark poets are emo. I write Epic fantasy!)
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth. (Not Misanderistic! However the hell you spell that)
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE. (No shit, Sherlock)
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE (I despise it! I'm gonna stop before I go on a rant and offend people...)
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser (But my reputation proceeds me. So does my face.)
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy (I do hug trees! Bark hurts.)
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE. (I miss that crap. :.( )
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER. (I have a book, so why would you even try to talk to me?)
I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED (Yes, you do.)
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish (Yes, I am. But I'm also perverted, so it's okay.)
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard. (tel me you cnt notis dis) T_T
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid. (In math.)
I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian. (I don't have that sort of emotional stability)
I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak. (Though that's kind of true-- no one in my marching band likes me. they say i look scary:P)
I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too. (No. Me no like pain.)
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp. (And they're always so surprised...)
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one little mistake. (Look at my fanfiction)
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling bitch. (...Eh.)
This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.- stories like this really make me wonder if there is a God or not...
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?