Author has written 1 story for Rise of the Guardians, and Frozen.
Yallo, fellow shipper friend!
Me, in a nutshell: I'm a scientist by training and trade, but I've been writing all my life. I adore Jelsa (mostly because I love anything to do with Elsa), and I'm using this fanfic as escapism from my otherwise very fluff-free life. I have my own fantasy series that I've been working on since I was 10 years old, but I've found, over the last few years, that I can't use it as stress relief because it's gotten increasingly dark and philosophical. Nothing like coming home from stressing out over laser feedback circuits, opening up the computer, and… oh, ho hum, another beating scene; whatdayaknow? Basically: Jelsa is insanely fun to me, and despite the fact that I know doing this will come back to haunt me someday, goshdarnit, I'm having the TIME OF MY LIFE.
There is a reason that my username is NopeNotTelling. All you need to know is that I am finishing up my bachelor's degree at a competitive university and will be heading to graduate school (hopefully) in Fall 2016, in a high-powered field of science (yes, you may take that literally). I'm very involved in my department, and the reason that I am so paranoid about secrecy is because I know that if my science colleagues/friends/professors EVER found out that I, ahem, was secretly an AVID JELSA SHIPPER, I would never, EVER hear the end of it. Needless to say, I would DIE of embarrassment.
Actually, I take that back. I wouldn't die of embarrassment. I would die when my research advisor killed me.
HIM: (*crashes through window*) "WHY WEREN'T YOU IN LAB?!?"
ME: "I'M SORRY, SIR! I thought that, maybe because I was writing it on my own time, that--"
HIM: "--HOW DARE YOU BE HAPPY IN MY PRESENCE!"
ME: "NO! PELASE! NOT THE DEATH GLARE!!! NOT THE--" (*spontaneously combusts*)
…Yeah. That would be ugly.
Anyhoo: To those of you that have ACTUALLY READ to the bottom of this profile, I give my deepest thanks, because you are WONDERFUL. Love you all, and have a glorious day!