Author has written 20 stories for Gundam Wing/AC, Sailor Moon, Naruto, Fullmetal Alchemist, and Anime X-overs.
I'm glad you like my stuff. No, really. It brings absolute joy to my heart every time I get a review- I get this big goofy smile, reread it two times, and then glow for a few more minutes. I know you've heard this a million times before, but I have a life. And this life takes up...well, my life. Gone are the lazy days of a-chapter-every-three-days. Gone are the carefree days of a chapter a WEEK. No, my friends, I'm afraid I've entered the big, scary realm of Not Knowing When Updates Will Arrive.
I try to get around to it. Really. But I have to write it, edit, proofread, and then find the time to post.
NC-17 Fic: OMG DO NOT GO UNLESS MATURE.
Dirty Magazine - Naruto is a broke art-major in college. He needs money, and figures having sex with a hot busty brunette on camera is as good a way as any to get it. (Really, two out of three isn't that bad, is it?) Naruto Pornstar!AU, WIP. omg I am so horrible.
I haven't officially left. However, I regret to inform you that The Truth is, I really have no interest in what I've written here anymore. I wince when I reread things, they're THAT. BAD. And while everyone has that embarassing chapter of their life when they just wrote for the reviews. Also, many of these fics (primarily Prodigy) never had a genuinely plotted-out storyline; shit just HAPPENED and I made everything up as I went, turning random lines in earlier chapters into something I could pass off as foreshadowing. While others, such as Reality in Alteration DO have fully planned out plots and a definite ending, I've been jossed so bad that I end up wincing a lot of the time; it's an AU inside an AU, and that's just strange. I'm older, wiser, and more easily embarassed, apparently. This stuff is wince-worthy. However, I thank you all for the support this community in general gave me, and helped me learn how to really write.
As previously stated, I haven't officially left. But all of this is very, very much on the back burner. I may get back to it, I may not. I make no promises.