Author has written 24 stories for Hetalia - Axis Powers, Vocaloid, Mabinogi, Portal, and Pokémon.
Well, hello Welcome to my little corner of the internet. I am your humble writer CrystalLotus98, it's very nice to meet you. Anyway, as you can see I write for a variety of fandoms -and I'm planning on trying to novelize Sound Horizon's Marchen album in the future- feel free to browse and see if there's anything you like.
Now, onto my personally: I am a young woman living in Tucson, Arizona and I am currently attending Community College to become a certified and registered Nurse, I like singing drawing and writing -of course- and cosplaying (if any of you want to follow me on Deviantart, please click the homepage link).
I am also a professional Bitch in my spare time, and I'm not afraid to admit that. I don't believe in that "sugar coat the criticisms" bullshit. No, if I dislike your story, you will know it. I don't oull any punches people. If anyone can't handle that then that's their own fault for being such delicate wittle flowers. I've found that most people who I've argued with have severe cases of "Precious Princess" and "Speshul Snowflake" Syndrome. Go figure.
What I write about: I mostly write short stories and drabbles more than multi-chaptered, plot heavy stories. I tend to write in the fluffy romance genre, although I can write serious stuff, I promise, but never humor because I don't think I'm that funny, honestly. I'm 90% positive that I'm the one who started the ChellxWheatley craze in the Portal fandom -I know that I'm the one who came up with the name "Chelley"- so that's kind of a cool feeling : )
For the most part I want to bring attention to minor characters I think deserve some time in the limelight; and, because there's already enough of it on this site, I will seldomly write yaoi. You'll mostly see hetero fluff from me -which unfortunately gets overshadowed for the HAWTBUTTSECKS and the SUPAH KA-WAI-EE YAOI PAIRINGS, and the OMFG USxUK!!!, especially in the Hetalia fandom.
Pairings I write: I have a select few pairings I write for my fandoms, -although most of them are the more obscure pairings- if I don't write about another one it's because I don't like that pairing. I might write a pairing if I get requested to, but keep in mind that it's a 50-50 chance that I'll do it if you request USxUK (which I dislike, amazing I know) or something of that ilk.What you see in my stories list are the pairings I write; plain and simple.
Pairings I won't write: Twincest/incest of any kind; at the most I will write come sibling fluff or veeeeeeery lightly hint at it. Speaking as someone who has siblings, incest just makes me uncomfortable, although I do like it if it's done tastefully; and not just "blah, blah, blah; RANDOM SEX, OHMAHGAWRD. The end." So that cuts out most of the Germancest and BlankShipping I see (Why fangirls, why? They're good characters and you turn them into your fetish-fulfillers!).
And here's a big one: I've recently gotten into the Pokemon Black/White part of the fandom, but I will not -WILL NOT- write WhitexN. Why? Because it's a horrible pairing. How? Let me count the ways!
In almost EVERY WhitexN fic I've seen, White becomes a depressed, whiny, man-dependent bitch just because N left. When I look at her character art I see a girl who is resilient and strong enough to move on after a depressing incident; NOT curl up into a little ball and cry just because some guy she spoke to for thirty minutes tops left. That is not romance that is Twilight; why don't you make her last name "Swan" while you're at it? And as for N, they write him as this suave, perfect lover, Prince Charming; something he is as far away from as the Pacific Ocean is large. He basically comes back because he can't stand to be away from White because he loves her so much, and he needs her in his arms and make her his queen and basically just out of character bullshit. And the icing on the cake is that more often than not WhitexN writers will make Cheren/Black/Nobori/Kudari/insert male character here either jealous bastard for no reason (Cheren and Black) or EEEEEEEVIIIIILLLLL secret servants of Ghetsis (Nobori and Kudari), just to make N look better.
Oh, did I mention that White in that pairing can't defend herself to save her life, and has all the willpower and resilience of a Styrofoam cup?
Speaking as someone who fell for the whole "love at first meeting" thing, got her heart broken over it, then got over it, the way fangirls write this pairing offends me. Any normal, self-respecting and NOT sexist female would get over the pain and move on with her life; NOT break down and sink into a depression for months at a time over it. Again, that is not romance; that is Twilight. My version of White punches N in the face -twice- and forcefully tries to get him to stop pursuing such flawed ideas, she tackles him to the ground and flat-out screams at him; she doesn't hide behind her Pokemon begging for him to stop while on the brink of tears like in WhitexN stories.
Here it is in a nutshell: NxWhite isn't an actual, in character pairing where her appearance as a kick-ass tomboy and his naivete and lack of understanding the human nature is taken into consideration. It's a way for fangirls to shove their personalities into White's body so they can be with the OMG, HE'S SO BISHIE N Harmonia on some mental level, or to have this "ideal" love story where N sweeps White off her feet and flies off with her into the sunset on Reshiram-back or something stupid like that. Bascially it's N Cullen and White Swan, not cool. Oh, and can someone explain how the ferriswheel scene was at all romanitc? I-I really want to know, because that's the scene all the FerrisWheelShippers use for their "and then the lion fell in love with the lamb" scene. I just saw N blabbing on about himself and then challenging the player in a very threatening way. Did I miss something?
(Oooooh man, I wonder how many NxWhite fans I pissed off with that rant xD)
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I'm BLACK, so I must curse and make fun of other races
I'm BLACK, I must be a sex-crazed maniac
I'm BLACK, so I must have a bad temper
I'm BLACK, so I must blame caucasions for everything
I'm A BLACK FEMALE, so I must get pregnant and be a stripper
I'm A BLACK FEMALE, so I must gossip 24/7
I'm A BLACK FEMALE, so I must dress provocatively
Repost if you believe stereotyping is wrong and put in bold the ones that apply to you.
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 afterall, 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 without 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 newspaper 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 newspaper 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 forever.. 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.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
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