Me- The Quick Version

Hey there. I'm W.W.Allerdyce, though that's really only a pseudonym and nowhere close to my real name. Though I wouldn't mind being called that for the rest of my life. Not even with extended names- just 'W.W.Allerdyce'. Maybe if ever I get famous and I need an alias I'll use it :)

Erm, I'm bisexual, and female, and I don't feel entirely comfortable writing outright smut/hentai/porn (whatever you call it) although somehow I like and can sortofwrite slashsmut. Which is weird and I'm not sure if it counts as some form of hetero/homophobia or sexism, but ah well. My ultimate fandom is probably tied between Bleach and Harry Potter, though I'm leaning towards Bleach purely because it's made me want to start learning Japanese just so I can read the Japanese manga and understand the subbed anime, which, let's be honest, takes a great deal of effort and desire to actually carry out. Bleach also got me into the whole world of manga, which is lovely and amazing and I never want to leave it. I tend to use elision when writing quite a bit - it's a way for me to express a certain emotions without being too obvious about it. I can't stand it when people try to be/write subtle or manipulative things, and then completely fail. It's so awkward. I've just finished my GCSEs. I'm British. Sherlock and Doctor Who are both awesome, and I'm contemplating writing crossovers for both of them.

But I don't know yet. We'll see. :) x

My Stories

My stories- well, to be honest to the point of brutality, my stories are hardly anything special. Just my donation to the fanfiction world. They're barely ever over 1000 words, and most of them are snapshot oneshots... I actually have several stored on my computer, I just feel extremely dissatisfied with them - I'm not sure what, but there's something wrong with them and I don't like it, therefore they don't get posted. I'm a bit of a perfectionist, which is always paradoxical considering my extreme laziness/overall insouciance.

I have written and posted six fanfictions - four of which are Harry Potter and the other two of which are comprised of Sherlock (the BBC series) and X-Men (set in the movie-verse)

My Harry Potter fics are:

Pretty Words, which is an old and rarely, if ever, updated collection of snapshots, composed mostly of things that I wrote when I was feeling particularly exuberant or cheerful.

Losing Marbles, a oneshot AU where Harry seems to be pursued by a mysterious personage, though his sanity - and therefore the reality of his experience - seems to be questionable. Originally written for my GCSE coursework, but at the time I published it, I was infuriated that she docked marks for paragraphing (entirely baseless) and so I posted it up in order to see the reaction.

The Clock Beats In Triple Time, okay, this was one of those oneshots (again) where you play with a cliched theme and see where it takes you. I picked superangsty!Harry combined with girlish!almostUke!Harry. It didn't end well...

White Shadows- I actually quite like this one. I created a playlist of over a thousand songs, pressed shuffle, and wrote for the first ten songs that played, stopping whenever the song did. Somehow I managed to form a background theme and a vague storyline, and I'm kind of proud of it :) It's not bad for what is essentially a songfic (something I scorn on a regular basis)

Next is my X-Men fic, titled Bare Bones, essentially super Romance/Angst between Mystique/Magneto, and here my slash fangirlness finally managed to rear its head in implying Xavier/Magneto. Go subconscious!

Finally, my Sherlock fic, titled The Chemical Art. This is actually half crack/parody, the other half is me playing with dialogue and cliches (again) This has femslash in it, though nothing is explicit (they don't even kiss) and Sherlock is still asexual, which satisfies me greatly. :)

Short Rants:

What Bothers Me The Most, 06/06/12

Sometimes I think that I could be on the verge of something incredible - as if whatever I'm thinking about could actually be done this way and good grief that's so clever, but then all of a sudden I get distracted by something- a butterfly or the folder sitting on my window bench when itreallyshouldn'tbethere, or remembering the ache in mycarpus - I probably broke my pisiform bone when it got hit by that minibus, or it's the triquetrum or the hamate that I broke, but I have no idea and damn I wish I could X-Ray my own bones... And it's not healed properly, and it still aches, even though it's been well over a year since that damned minibus and it's so not fair and I wish it would just fix itself... These things are supposed to happen, because howboringwouldlifebeiftheydidn't, but they're not supposed to stay bad or broken or hurt, they're supposed to fix themselves... That's what usually happens.
Anyway. Yes, so it's easy for me to be distracted.
And that's so irritating. I could have understood so much by now, if only I could lengthen my attention span just a little. It's like having a dream of walking towards a door, but waking up just before you open it. Or discovering something terrifying, but waking up before you react to it. So much frustration.

It's funny, because I seem to spend most of my life feeling too sleepy or tired to move, but I could actually be so clever and things could besomuchbetter and why am I always so tired?
I want to know why and understand this, but I'm kind of really sleepy right now. And I can't think properly. It's all disjointed, and I keep on seeing purple and dullyelloworange at the edges of my vision. And I'm hungry, but the thought of eating makes me feel nauseous, for once.

My friend once said that going out with me was akin to taking a five year old who'd never set foot outside the house into the city. I wasn't sure if that was because of my attention span or how interesting the outside is. In Camden, there's a restaurant, and it's got massive doors that are the size of a small tree, and it's the kind of bright red that looks like the Sun. And it's so pretty

M-PREG, 27/01/2011

MPreg. I really don't like it. I mean, come on, guys. Who gives a shit if it's magic? If it's really necessary to have some whiny little brat ruining your life, why not adopt? Blood adoptions always work. Surrogate mothers. Hell, even IVF is better. But MPreg? Really? Some parasitic little foetus completely destroying nine months of your life that you'll never get back is bad enough, but on a guy? Guys are the ones who get blamed for the monstrous leeches, not the ones who have to put up with it. That's why women have uteruses and breasts and hips that widen and curvy soft bodies. To accomodate the blasted freeloaders. Guys are the ones who get abused by the carriers. Guys are not the ones who carry the things.

Eurgh... I hate pregnancy. I feel physically ill every time I even think about a pregnant woman. Gods... Imagine on a guy. Not only does it include one of the few things I loathe in life, but it's also on a boy. A member of the male gender. With a penis. No uterus.

DUDES, WHAT THE FUCK???

How does a guy with no equipment whatsoever get knocked up while taking it up the arse?

It doesn't even make sense!!!!

Hermaphrodites, I can understand. Sure, go ahead. Technically, it would still be impossible, as a hermaphrodite with both sets either has a functioning uterus and a penis that doesn't work or a fully functioning penis and possibly a non-functioning uterus, but you can't have both. But that I can forgive. At least they're thought to have both, even if one doesn't work. That's what magic is for. I can accept that, even if I really don't like the idea of getting knocked up.. :(

But magic is not for creating an entirely new reproductive system inside an already male one! Not only would the carrier be extremely uncomfortable, but it's also spatially impossible.

Face the facts, chicas/chicos. Especially for those of you who read manga (or manga porn) and have this weird obsession with cross-dressers, prostitutes and MPreg.

Life, even with magic, doesn't work that way.

NO.

Peace, my babies :) xx

MOST RECENT UPDATE:

Hi. I have been abominably, unconscionably unresponsive as of late, because I've been so distracted by school and IB Coursework (don't do IB, kids, it wrecks your life) and I have ignored a good deal of people who have inboxed me on one thing or another, so this is just a shout out to everyone saying hi I'm really sorry please forgive me for being so rude :(

Please love me?