Author has written 5 stories for Twilight.
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the things that I like...
I love reading (yeah, well, my major is English Literature, so good luck with all the I don't like to read stuff... and I like writing as well, no more fics for me... but I do write a lot. and I absolutely adore to collect quotes, so, for the next part, the quoting space!!
ah no, before the quoting, the, what do I absolutely love part!
mangas... ALL Ai Yazawa! but also Furûtsu Basuketo, Kareshi Kanojo no Jijou, Ouran, InuYasha, Mahou Sense Negima, Saint Seiya, Penguin Revolution, Skip Beat! ToraDora, Love Berrish... can't remember the others... but I will always love a good shôjo manga!
books... my personal God, Oscar Wilde. the others, the Three Musketeers, (all Dumas, actually...) Peter Pan, I hate Shakespeare though (I'm a sinner, I know...)
music... Joaquín Sabina, los Piojos, Kevin Johansen, the Beatles... but I like almost everything
broadway... my other obsession, almost all my music is a soundtrack, so, it's hard to fill the “just music” part. my absolute devotion is for RENT, but I do love almost every single musical I've heard, read, or watched.
my soundtracks right now: Twilight, 10 Things I Hate About You, Spamalot, Dos Tipos de Cuidado, los Tres Huastecos (acéptenlo gente!! Pedro Infante si hacía musicales!! xDDD) HSM3 (I'm such a kid... xDD)
my favorite pairings: I'm a canon kind of person, so no surprises here...
Twilight. an absolute Jake/Loch Ness Monster lover!!
and... yeah, that's about it... want some quotes??
−No tema, señor Sempere, que los libros on la única cosa en este mundo que no se roba
−En la cama sólo vale la pena estar cuando se es joven y hay buena compañía.
Yo le había escuchado decir más de una vez que el mundo era un orinal y que estaba esperando a que el Barcelona ganase la liga de una puñetera vez para morirse en paz.
Quien quiere de verdad, quiere en silencio, con hechos y nunca con palabras.
“It's a beautiful thing, the destruction of words”
If they could make me stop loving you − that would be the real betrayal.
Well, death is inevitable anyway, so dying for the right reason is... a neat and orderly living space is the sign of a dangerously sick mind,
a neat and orderly living space is the sign of a dangerously sick mind,
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.
Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them.
Was there anything so real as words?
“It is only the sacred things that are worth touching,”
“A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied.”
Nothing makes one so vain as being told that one is a sinner.
“To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.”
“El día en que sepas para qué me quieres, vienes y me lo dices”.
“Mierda que sigo igual. Tengo el jodido vicio de ser como soy. Por eso disimulo”
(...)la televisión es la patria, la televisión en cadena nacional es México, todo lo demás es mentira.
El que se apantalle por ver a un par de millares de azulejos no ha vivido
The English, they had heard, were a perfectly mad people, who would not let honest farmers kill witches in peace.
“Ah, well, people can be a bit stupid abou' their pets,” said Hagrid wisely.
Hagrid knew quite as much about unicorns as he did about monsters, though it was clear that he found their lack of poisonous fangs disappointing.
That Potter lives is due more to my errors than to his triumphs.
“All's fair in love and war,” said Ron brightly, “and this is a bit of both.(...)”
One simple test: Check whether the thing that's glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it's safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing you ever do.”
“Don't get too friendly with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood.”
Stupid, unreliable vampire
internally cursing Jessica straight to the fiery pits of Hades.
“I'm here... which, roughly translated, means I would rather die than stay away from you.”
“This looks like a horror movie waiting to happen,” I snickered.
“Maybe we'll get lucky tomorrow and something will eat us!”
“I'm only eighteen.”
“(...)I don't care who's a werewolf and who's a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.”
Nobody but me cared if Jacob and his friends got hurt. Not even Jacob and his friends. Especially not them.
You know, Jacob, if it weren't for the fact that we're natural enemies and that you're also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.”
If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it?
Shut up, Jacob. Oops, I'm sorry—I meant, shut up, most high Alpha.
Who cares about legal crap when you're the undead?
“(...)you hate me, I must admit that I don't feel the same about you. I think of you as a... a brother in many ways. A comrade in arms, at the very least.”
I wondered if I should feel excited. It seemed the vampire conversion hadn't given me any sudden interest in sports cars.