Author has written 1 story for Fullmetal Alchemist, and Black Cat.
All cats in the world inherently belong to me. While I may lend them to you for your familial enjoyment, I retain the right to repossess any and all felines at any given time with or without provocation, without prior warning, be it verbal or written.
My name is Maru Taiyro.
(I also go by Grey Winchester or Reeve Cipher.)
A few things to know about me:
I love music. This is the first and foremost thing you should know about me. I don’t really have a favorite genre. Country is gross, in my opinion. Such a superiority complex. I’m finding more and more that opera and symphony/orchestra are really beautiful. I can’t pick a favorite song anymore of all the ones I love, but my favorite band is Get Scared. After that, there’s Linkin Park, Adair, Hollywood Undead, Our Last Night, The Used, Destroy Rebuild Until God Shows, and Bring Me the Horizon. A few of my favorite songs from each are as follows:
Based off of that, I’ll take song suggestions any day. I’m always looking for new music.
I’ve got a thing for honey mustard. And another thing for gummy bears.
My favorite colors are black and white.
I love to cuddle.
I love sweets and meat. My favorites are chocolate cheesecake and T-bone steaks seasoned with lemon pepper and cooked in butter. My least favorites are sugar cookies, anything sweet with fruit in it aside from pie or cobbler, turkey, and ham. I hate brown soda, caramel, hard/salty pretzels, tootsie rolls, suckers, all forms of cooked tomatoes, chili (excluding my mom’s white chili), soup (excluding some very fancy soups you get at restaurants), wheat thins, and all fruit cereals aside from Fruit Loops.
I love anime. My favorite is Black Cat (do not read the manga). I’ve seen a lot of others, including but not limited to:
Manga is also a thing, although there aren’t too many yet that I’ve read.
I read a lot of Fanfiction. I especially like cross-overs.
These are my major fandoms and corresponding ships:
I’m bisexual and I am Atheist. I accept anything that doesn’t hurt anyone and do not tolerate discrimination of any kind.
My view on people has evolved a lot as I’ve grown up and learned. My general attitude toward humanity, if you had asked in middle school, would have been something along the lines of “to heck with them!” (I was scared to curse in middle school.) The first three years of high school was basically the same, only with some colorful language mixed in. It’s only this year that I’ve started to see and accept that not everyone is evil. I feel like coming to terms with this has taken a huge part of my identity from me- I’ve always been able to simplify myself and say that I hate everyone. Now there’s a grayscale, and it’s throwing me. I’ll live with it, though, in exchange for the knowledge I’ve gained. I’ve seen, this year especially, a lot of change in people I thought were cruel beyond repair. I’ve seen people grow and change and become beautiful. I’ve learned that I’m not the sole victim of society, that I’m not the only one who was dealt a bad hand in life and that I don’t retain the sole right to bitch and moan and lump everyone in with the sum of people I don’t have any love for. It can’t be everyone that I hate, surely, so the conclusion I’ve come to is this: I love humans. I just hate people. Humanity is wonderful. It produces heroes, tender-hearted people and friends. It has the potential to change at any point in time, to adapt and to evolve. It’s not humanity that I hate. It’s the individuals that take humanity for granted and hurt people. People can be unbelievably mean and narrow-minded and selfish and just generally awful, but I can’t hold that against all of humanity and give up hope on everyone.
I have been diagnosed with severe depression, anxiety and ADD. I suspect Avoidant Personality Disorder as well, but I am not a medical professional of any kind and self-diagnosis often proves unreliable. I’m not currently taking medication. My (ex)father has used my emotional health as a weapon against me in a custody case for my younger sister. My mother insists that all of my problems are in my own head and that I only think there’s anything wrong with me.
I don’t want to talk about my body type or my overall appearance. Don’t ask for pictures.
I write fiction, poetry, and lyrics. I love to sing and aim to be a famous singer in a punk rock band. I love to draw, although I’m not too good at it. I also love to cook.
Roleplaying is legit. If you’re willing to share a more private platform, message me with plots, fandom related or original, and I’ll be glad to try.
Pretty much anyone who isn’t a piece of shit should feel free to converse with me about anything their fluttery little heart desires.
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