Author has written 5 stories for Ouran High School Host Club, Card Captor Sakura, Prince of Tennis, and Naruto.
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Quote - I feel like a coffee stain spilled on a blackboard. // Is the lack what makes up the means?
Games Played - Otome Mobile Games (2014-Now), Pockie Ninja (2011), DDR X (2011), S4 (2009), Ether Saga Online (2009), a lot of NDS games, Dragonica Online (2009), Grand Fantasia (2009)... Audition (2005-2009), Runescape (From Long Long Ago)
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From Thanks, Spellcheck! by Kamerreon:
Harry glanced at Draco and quirked an eyebrow, “Did you know that I can speak Parceltongue?”
Draco burst into hysterical laughter. “You can talk to packages? I can see it now:
‘Box, do you contain any dangerous objects?’
‘Why yes, I happen to be a bomb.’
‘Thanks for the info.’ You turn to the owl and reattach the parcel. ‘Return this to the sender.’
From Pick Me Up by Kantayra:
“Your legs must be tired because you’ve been running through my mind all night,” the woman, who really should have been old enough to know better, fluttered her eyelashes at him.
“You know, they are…” Sasuke said thoughtfully, “from running in the other direction.”
From Wish by WhosJeebus:
"This bunch has seen more weird shit than you can shake a stick at -- nutjobs tryin' to resurrect their dead honeys, virtual kidnappings, digitized relatives, real freakin' dragons, guys with outrageous ponytails and soul-suckin' fetishes -- and that's not even scratchin' the surface of all the fucked up shenanigans in Egypt that one time. You'll blend in just fine, and the gang will warm up to you in no time."
From A Remedy for Lassitude by firefly:
His eyelids cracked open painfully, pupils narrowing beneath the intense glare of light above him. It had an obnoxious quality to it and reamed into the depths of his skull, eliciting a throbbing, dull pain. The surface beneath what felt like his fingers was cold and hard. His lips parted, expression contorting into a grimace as he squinted disbelievingly into the brightness.
"Heaven's…got fluorescent lights...?"
A hand touched him, slipping an object over his face and delivering a dose of something wonderfully soporific and numbing. The person's voice was a faint mix of concern and amusement.
"You're nowhere near heaven yet, buddy."
Oh, thank Jashin, Hidan thought dimly, closing his eyes to that blinding glare overhead. Because that would've been a fucking rip-off, seriously.
Here! LOOK HERE! : So most of you know me from "giving out" Kamerreon fanfics so I'll address this now, yes, I still send them out, yes, the rule of NOT POSTING HER FICS ONLINE still applies. The fastest way to reach me is sending a message here or through my tumblr: melsmerleawe.tumblr.com Where you can see quirky weird things that you probably don't want to know. As for my fanfiction, I'm part of the dying existent of Card Captor Sakura fans, even if I don't venture to the fandom much. Which brings to my next point, no, I'll probably never update the fanfiction because a, as reason said above, I have not as much feelings or attachment as before in regards to the fandom and b, as much as I'd like to write, I've given such strict guidelines of the standards I want to read, I apply them to myself. And I'm not even close to my standards. Either I get better at writing, or you'll never read a fanfiction from me again. Though I write short snippets or maybe poem/song lyric/prose things on my tumblr.
And if you don't want to read that huge paragraph of stuff, here's the breakdown. I'm probably not updating my stories and I'm still sending out Kamerreon fanfiction.