Author has written 5 stories for Transformers, and Vampire Diaries.
Name: Abigail. But I tend to go by AJ, because it suits my better :)
Gender: my name is Abby; you have three chances to guess.
Age: some place between seventeen and twenty-seven.
More about me: I love writing, art, and music. My favourite colour is blue and I love anything with chocolate.
About the username: I love lilies and tigers are my favourite animals and 1995 in my sister’s birth year. And, no: the pen name is not a typo because Lilly also just so happens to be my favorite, and very much wanted, first name and I wanted to tie it into the pen name. It also has absolutely nothing to do with peter Pan, so don't mistake it for such.
Also, go check out fictionpress; I live there under the pen name "TigerLilly1995". If you are a loyal reader, you will go and check out my story. If not... well then you don't; I'll live. (But I'd really appreciate it if you did, and left a thought or two.)
If you are into Stargate, go check out my sister's Stargate: Atlantis fanfiction. It's really very great, and I'm not just saying that because we're related and I'm obligated to say it. It really is good. She goes by the pen name "xXWhispersInTheWindXx". Go see if you like it.
I can also be found on Deviantart, where I post my cover art and other fic-related edits.
Fanfiction United Nation
Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? WTH!? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it!! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!!: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan (USA), NaraTemari011 (Puerto Rico), Lala girl in Lalaland (USA), Kakashi Forever (England) Anime895(USA), Starwatcher-shadow (Belgium), icyprincess1 (USA), Marshmellowtime (USA), Fury-Writer-17 (USA) Verdigurl ( New Zealand ) justiceintheworldofhp-yearight (USA), IronhideFan1993 (UK) Elhini Prime (USA), Autobot Slipstream (USA), Au2bot Starlight (USA), TigerLilly1995 (Canada)
Links to visuals and references:
Paper And Ink (on HIATUS):
Things That We Are Not:
Triplets' Holoforms (distinguishing feature: low-lights to match alternative mode colors: Montana Sapphire blue, dark pink, and lime green.)
Louder Than Thunder (on HIATUS):
Note: none of the images above belong to me and I am in NO WAY taking credit for any of them.
Existing projects: Things That We Are Not, Paper and Ink, Louder Than Thunder, and Chasing Thunderstorms
Long summary for Things That We Are Not:
I never knew how much I wanted love until it was taken from me. I never knew how much love I had to give until I was forced to show it. I never knew how hard it would be, despite having been warned over and over again that I DON'T WANT THIS. But I was selfish, and now the people — pardon: an alien race made entirely of metal, commonly known to the human race as Cybertronians — found themselves in danger because of my cowardice. I was 'that girl' again; the girl who loved too easily and fell to hard, and now I had to pick up the pieces all over again. But I couldn't run, I couldn't HIDE from all the demons that plagued me in sleep. I couldn't deny the mistakes of my past, and I couldn't turn away from all the truths. I could only come out and face them, because when someone like her comes into your life and offers you a chance to be a part of something bigger than just yourself — a chance for a real family and real love and real friendship; a real life —suddenly what they think begins to... count.
So when I had to make a choice, between staying and fighting for us, or running from what we had become and denying it, even I still don't know which one I chose. I just know that it was the worst mistake I've ever made.
Rated for language. I finally actually figured it out for myself that there IS going to be a Cybertronian/human relationship, and I also figured out that it is going to be, in fact, a femslash — meaning lesbian; meaning a woman in a romantic relationship with another woman (or in this case, a femme). Of you read this, you have the fair warning, so if it is not your cup of tea, this story is... Partly for you, and partly — greatly — not. Because though romance is, by far, not the focus or reason, it is still there.
Long summary for Paper And Ink:
I had a bucket list. This was not in my bucket list. Meeting aliens, having my life be in danger because of what my parents do, and sleeping on a couch in an abandoned air force base - which was now the headquarters of said aliens, as well as their current housing arrangement - was not in my bucket list. Writing a book was, publishing the book was, going on a proper date was. But this wasn't. The proper date wasn't supposed to be with Sam, my best friend, and the book wasn't supposed to be about how I became a drug addict. I guess you can never really plan ahead in life, because there is just to much that can happen between now and five years from now. You never know what your life will look like in the future, and I didn't either, but I think I'm getting a little - too much - ahead of myself. My story starts like any other, but it has a very interesting ending. My story starts with a chocolate bar and a missing front tooth. It continues on with a pair of century-old glasses. The ending... well, if you wish, please, sit down: let me tell you my story.
Rated for language. Sam/OC pairing. Rating may go up (it's up to the readers).
Long summary for Louder Than Thunder:
"Sometimes silence speaks louder than thunder."
When a meteor crashed off the coast of Australia, harboring within a creature made entirely of metal, it triggered memories I had no recollection of making, and a sick feeling that time was running short. Getting the Cybertronian off the secluded island was a lot easier than I anticipated, and my mum and I took him to England, where we split up: she going with him after the key, and I going after a friend of mine, with a stolen signal in need of decoding. When the sole chance they had at survival was melted and blown up at the same time — don't even ask how, because I have NO IDEA — I was recruited as head of security, at an alliance base the military had established months later.
Life had appeared to be settling back into it's lulling calm of plain and simple being, but as it were, the serene days were doomed to end when I made the choice to become romantically involved with the first Cybertronian I have ever met — again, I mean. And in making that choice, I had pained myself into a Decepticon target.
Bee/OC; rated for language.
Long summary for Chasing Thunderstorms:
I was destined to die. I didn't know when, I didn't know how, and I didn't know why. All I knew was that I would not live to see my graduation day. I would leave my family and friends behind to deal with yet another grave. I wasn't ready, and I didn't want to go. But what could I say? That I wouldn't give my life for someone I loved? That I would stand by and let my family die because I am too scared to fight? I was scared - I won't lie about that. And there was still so much I wanted to do. So much more! I wanted to find love, get married, start a family of my own. I wanted to see the Grand Canyon and visit the Great Wall and explore the Barrier Reef. Alas, it was not meant to be. I was meant to die, and all I could do was hope that it would count for something.
May become a pairing, but that is for the readers to decide.
Something I found on someone's profile and couldn't help but copy to here:
A teenage girl about 17 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? Re-post this you truly believe in God.