Author has written 3 stories for Yu Yu Hakusho, and Inuyasha.
Literally made this account so I could post "Lucky Child."
I'm 26 and a big YYH fan. Hiei and Kuwabara are my favorites.
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"Lucky Child" came to me in late 2016. Didn't want to post YET ANOTHER self-insert story, as the YYH fandom is full of good ones and I didn't see the point in rehashing concepts others have done a great job covering. But then this particular flavor of self-insert availed itself, and it felt unique, sooo...here we are.
Fun and/or Useless Facts About Me That Might Affect "Lucky Child":I have degrees in business and poetry. Random skills include basic car maintenance, limited vocal training, passable cooking, so-so artistic skills, a good memory, a combination of intelligence and laziness that frustrated every teacher I ever had, and unabashed, pigheaded gall. I'm allergic to cats and dislike olives. I can be overly prideful. I hate this about myself. Injustice infuriates me, and I will not stay quiet in its face. I love this about myself. Children annoy me. Red is my favorite color. No one knows I'm an introvert because I'm good at faking enthusiasm and gregariousness. I could probably make friends with a tiger shark if I tried, so most people think I'm an extrovert. Those people would be wrong. Those people have been successfully fooled. I have an anxiety disorder and pick at my cuticles until they bleed. I get panic attacks. They are precisely zero fun. My chipper faux-extroversion is caused by my anxiety disorder. I'm convinced everyone will hate me, and I'm overly friendly to compensate. A rally-car driver and my grandmother taught me to drive, so I drive either like a maniac or a grandma. THERE IS NO IN-BETWEEN. I did competitive rifle shooting as a kid and was good at it. I was raised on a ranch and can mark cattle, ride horses, gut/clean game, and administer first aid. I'm scared of clowns, sharks, and deep water. I have lots of tattoos. I'm an atheist. This is one of the least important things about myself, but one many people have fussed over. I'm LGBT. Most comfy with the label "queer", but if pressed will identify as pansexual. I find talking to strangers easier than talking to coworkers/people I have to see daily. If I mess up with a stranger, they'll never see me again, so there's less pressure.
My hair is down to my butt. I cut my hair last week and donated 12 inches to charity. My hair is still down to my boobs. My impatience is the stuff of legend. I can't stand repeating myself. I can't stand repeating myself. Self-deprecation is my go-to form of humor. It gets vicious. Apparently I don't like me much. Puns are my second-favorite go-to form of humor. It gets insistent. Apparently I don't like me much.
A few people have asked, so I wanted to make it clear that if you ever want to draw anything from my stories, you are completely welcome to do so. Just send me a link so I can shout you out and show people how amazing/awesome/fantastic/glorious you are. ;)
"Ideals are like the stars: we may never reach them, but like mariners of the sea, we chart our course by them." --Carl Schurz