Author has written 1 story for Kamen Rider, and Senki Zesshō Symphogear/戦姫絶唱シンフォギア.
Hello all! I am a huge Tokusatsu geek and many things more!!
Motto I myself follow for this website:
1) Unleash your imagination! And/Or Unleash Your Creativity! And/Or Unleash Your High! And/Or Unleash Your Boredom! And/Or Unleash Your Fun! And if all fail, UNLEASH YOUR LEMON (Feel like the last one is going to comeback and bite me (_;))
2) When writing a fanfic and compare it to the original. To me it not being better than it but DIFFERENT! Nothing wrong with wanting to fix or improve a story you love but think deserve more love of course, but personally, I feel like that thought process is too stressful for me. So instead to my dear readers, I offer an 'alternative' or 'possibilities' rather than a better timeline of these stories (_).
With that said onto the lengthy text of various description!
Usually a sections for my favorite of Tokusatsu/Anime/Manga/Manhua/Games but what the heck I love so many of them, especially Riders and Ultra which I have no specific preference so no point to post it here. Just assume I love it all hahahaha.
See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself. You know that girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting on make-up hoping people will like her. That boy you just tripped? He is abused enough at home. See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. See that young boy you just made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor. That guy you just made fun of for crying? His mother is dying.
If you are against the action above put this in yourprofile or at least remember about it.
My name is Kelly
My name Kelly
I am only 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 Kelly
I am only three,
Tonight my daddy,
Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!
Her name was Aurora
Her name was Aurora
Her dad was a drunk
Her only friend
She always talked to it
Until her parents
A bruise on her leg
But she grabs her bear
She sits in the corner
Such a bad life
Then one night
Then her mom suddenly
She thrust the blade
The mom walked out
Police showed up
One officer slowly
It must have been bad
A 15 year old girl holds hands with her 1 year old son. People call her a slut, no one knows she was raped at 13.
People call another Guy fat, No one knows he has a serious disease causing him to be overweight .
People call an old man ugly, No one knew he had a serious injury to his face while fighting for our country in the war.
Re-post this if you are against bullying and stereotyping.
This next bit here is one of the cutest, saddest things ever...
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'
'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check Again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
'My mommy loves white roses.'
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
You went to the doctor today.
One more heart that was stopped.
One more heart that will never love.
(God, this is one of the worst things to EVER happen)
Stories I like on Archive of Our Own.
So...read some stories up there, find some pretty good, fun to pass time but not enough for me to make an account lol. However there are 2 fanfics I really like up there so I guess since I cant leave review I would do a shout out for them I suppose. Not sure if they even know I do this just do this on a mood swing really.
Fate Stay Life by Mar_Kir. A very interesting continuation of Heaven Feel with different end to it, it have little smut here n there but it really feel like an additional story to the novel itself or it just me too fanboy about it lol.
Strawberries and Cream by emothy. What can I said I have trash taste for pairing, not this story though, it short n good.
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