Author has written 25 stories for Lord of the Rings, Black Magician Trilogy, Fullmetal Alchemist, Code Geass, Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy VIII, Gundam 00, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Thor, and Avengers.
'The challenge is easy: Each month, I post music and you create stuff--you write fic or make art for any or all of the songs that get uploaded. Any and all fandoms welcome!'
Everyone and anyone is free and welcome to join in. You're more than welcome to look at past playlists and see if anything takes your fancy on there as well.
Please take a look and feel free to post up and join in. If you do decide to join in, I'd like to see what you come up with so feel free to send a PM to me.
Occupation: Assistant Language Teacher
Likes include: Journies, rain, beginnings, and the smell of summer
Dislikes include: Storms, butterflies and the way my home town always gives me a cold whenever I'm back for more then a weekend.
Hobbies: Reading, writing, drawing-, anime, manga, gaming, drinking, cosplay. You know, the general shit that a lot of people are into.
A quote that perfectly sums me up: "Distraction from distraction by distraction." - T.S. Eliot
Preferences: In regards to reading, I tend to lean most towards family fluff and dark fics. If they include both, then that's the fic for me. In regards to writing, well, you can see for yourself, but I tend to dip in and out of things.
Pet hates: Here's one, not really to do with Fanfiction, but profiles. I hate it when people's profiles are filled with so much crap that has nothing to do with fanfiction what-so-ever, or even much to do with the writer, that you have to scroll down for two minutes just to see if they have any stories, and in some cases they don't have any. People who write more in their profile then in their entries. If it has something to do with fanfiction, then fine, otherwise please just keep it to your blog. :spots one reading and grins nervously: Hello there. :wave: I'm not having a go at you; in fact I'm sure you're all lovely people, but please, next time just think 'Do I need to put the lyrics to my favourite songs in my profile' or 'Do I really have put down every single anime I watched that I like' (favourite is not code for just like), or 'do I have to copy and paste something into my own profile because it seems deep and meaningful'. I accept that you have a right to put whatever you like in you're profile, but please, put some info on you and your fics. I'm just saying; there's a purpose for a blog and there's a purpose for your FANFICTION.net profile page.
Random Japanese in fanfics. Sorry, I really hate this. I've seen different languages used well in fanfiction, when full sentences are used to show a change in language, rather then 'squeeee, I know what arigatou mean 'cause I've seen Naruto subbed. This will so make my fanfic sound more Japanese,' sorry it doesn't. If anything it disrupts the flow by drawing attention to the fact that it isn't Japanese. I always go on the assumption that characters living in Japan (or Middle-Earth, or wherever they live) are speaking their native tongue, and the fact that it's written in English is merely a translation, so to speak, as most can't read or write Japanese. So why put in a random word in Japanese in an English sentence? Does it mean that that word is said in English (which wouldn't actually be too far fetched)? To be honest, it just looks a little silly. Like an anime theme tune with random English words stuck in every now and then. That and the fact that often the words are used wrong anyway.
A favourite fanfiction quote:
"Squall was eating lunch in the Cafeteria at the time. Martine just barged right up to his table and gave him the order, hundreds of students around him. So Squall calmly finished his sandwich, stood up, and did the verbal equivalent of tearing Martine's nuts off."
I made a promise (in my favourites) by InstigateInsanity
Fanfics to come (maybe) (These are all pre-beta read, so apologizes for spelling and grammar mistakes). I haven't made any updates to this since my FFVIII/KH days, so I'll be adding my Avengers/Thor stuff to this list :D
-Over the Edge: The alternative version of 'Fragile'. Thor wants honour. Loki wants some fun. But they'll probably just find a long drop and a sudden stop.
Thor peered over the edge, looking down to the bottom of the gorge, or at least he tried to. The Mist from the Sky Serpents prevented him seeing anything more than a score of metres down, beyond that the landscape was lost to them. How did the damn creatures excrete so much fog?
“This will be difficult, my friends,” the sixteen-year-old declared, perhaps edging a little on the melodramatic, “but we can do it.”
“Are you mad, brother?” he turned to see Loki staring at him as if he truly believe he was. Perhaps, at fourteen, his brother was a little too young for this after all.
“Of course not,” the elder brother replied. “The stone fell down there and so we must follow it.”
Loki stepped up to the edge of the crevice beside his sibling, he jabbed a finger towards the murky depths. “Do you see that? How do you purpose to find it? Not even Heimdall’s gaze can penetrate The Mist! Have you forgotten the Sky Serpents? They do not need sight to hunt us; we would be sitting ducks if we went down there."
-Secrets: Loki is dead. Thor knows he's dead because he saw him die. So how, two hundred years later, can Thor run into his brother in Oslo. Because it is Loki... It has to be... Doesn't it?
"I'm not him." Thor looked at his drinking companion in surprise. The man continued. "I am very sorry that you lost someone so close to you, but I'm not your brother." The words rang deeply within Thor, echoing an oh-so-familiar chant. 'Ola' drained his tea and stood from the table. "Nor am I replacement for him."
"I nev- You're leaving?"
"I agreed to one drink, nothing more."
"But..." Thor also half-rose from his chair and tried to grasp for something that would make the other man stay. "I know, but it was so short."
The other man picked up his briefcase and shot him a pitying look. "I am sorry, but I don't think I can give you what you want from this meeting. It's best if I leave now, before you get too attached to the idea."
!Title unknown!: School AU, without the focus on the school part. An idea that sneaked into my head, though it's pretty low on my list. Loki comes home one day to some nasty news.
“It wasn’t me.”
“Loki-,” his mother started, but he didn’t let her get any further.
“Honestly, I’ve been behaving myself,” more or less, though he was suddenly very conscious of certain items in his inner blazer zipped pocket and his wallet. “So, whatever it is, I didn’t do it.”
“Loki, please sit down,” her voice was still calm, but there was a pleading edge.
“No, I haven’t done anything wrong. You always assume-”
“Your father was here today,” Odin’s words voice cut through his own, stopping them in their tracks.
Loki stared blankly back at them, only managing a small, ‘Oh.’ His mind fought to process the information, but it was stuck. “My father?”
“Yes,” Odin confirmed and through his stoic mask, Loki could see his Dad’s, his guardian’s, jaw tense. The teen couldn’t tell if that was simply a sign of him being unhappy or something deeper. The boy’s feet started walking towards them of their own accord, slowly and uncertainly. He couldn’t say he was any happier than Odin. It’d been thirteen years since he’d seen his father, not since he was three. He’d never even thought that the Borsen household was anything but a safe-haven. He hadn’t even thought that his ‘father’ was interested in him. If there had been any attempt to contact him, Loki hadn’t been told about it. The man had always been always been so much more caught up in his mother…
Loki stopped at the table. “As in…”
“Laufey,” Odin finished for him.
!Title unknown!: College AU. Tony Stark and Loki find solace in each other's company, but rather than helping each other, they drag each other further into drugs, sex and alcohol. Their relationship is detrimental to both sides.
I've read a few FrostIron fics in which one helps the other out of their drugs and drinking problems. Personally I think it would be the opposite and they'd just cause each other to spiral even further down by encouraging each other.
"Thor...," Bruce's tense voice was all the warning Tony got before he felt himself slammed against the wall. He was vaguely aware of shouting, but all that seemed to register was Thor's face close to his and his voice.
"What did you do to him?" All Tony could manage was shaking hid head and his captor's expression darkened. He never realised that his cheery friend could descend this far into fury. There were hands and arms between them, but they couldn't stop Thor from slamming hims back into the wall. "What did you do?"
"Thor, calm down." Steve's voice. Guess he must have driven Thor to the hospital. From the look of murder on the quarter-back's face though, he was not listening. He was only interested in Tony, the rest of their friends be damned.
Bruce tried this time, and Tony's brain was catching up with registering the situation. Steve and Bruce trying the drag Thor off of him while the doctor tried to loosen the hands on Tony's shirt. "We need Tony to explain what happened and what they took, he can't do that if you keep slamming him into the wall."
"Then talk!" Thor's voice was getting louder, a hint below a shout. Still Tony couldn't get any words out. Someone, it had to be the doctor, managed to loosen the blond's grip enough for them to heave the muscular man a couple of feet away from his captive. Tony's legs finally gave way under him, sinking him down to the ground. His eyes remained locked on Thor though, he just couldn't look away because rather than calming down with the distance between them, the older youth became more and more frantic until he was screaming at his legless friend.
"What the hell did you do to my little brother?"
Final Fantasy VIII -
Blue Caravan: I wanted to write something in which Squall and Laguna weren't related by blood and it grew. While returning from patrol, Laguna stumbles across a child who was lost in more than one way.
“So, what’s your name?”
The child pulled the blanket tighter around him, avoiding eye contact.
“Interesting name. How did you come to be out here alone? It’s dangerous times for a kid, like yourself, to be out on their own.”
The child didn’t answer, keeping his eyes downcast.
“Did you run away?”
Still, the silence remained.
“I don’t care if you did. I won’t take you back if you don’t want to go. I won’t make you go anywhere you don’t want to?”
The boy may have relaxed a little, but no answer passed his lips. Never mind, he couldn’t make the boy talk and he had no intention of trying.
Also a big thanks to all my current betas: Zarrah (CV, MoH and most of my one shots), Just Bob (BBB, DP, LG, P&P, GoS, TtR, A and various oneshots) and InstigateInsanity (TL).
I guess it's quite a few, but I do have quite a few fics on the go at the moment and it was unfair to give them all to my two original betas, who have lives of thier own to deal with. Besides, II has better knowledge of the fandom I'm currently writing in, and I feel they are better suited to each fic. I'm just very happy he agreed to beta for me (being a remarkable writer) :D
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