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Author has written 17 stories for Kirby, SpongeBob SquarePants, Glover, Mario, Hanna-Barbera, and Pokémon. Hi there guys, I'm just a fan that has too much time on my hands and as such I enjoy reading and writing fanfiction. Here's some things I like, such as favorite pairings and other odds and ends. My writing has been influenced by another friend of mine, iheartgod175. Read her stuff, because it's very well done! As in, you're at the edge of your seat. I have an announcement to make ya'll: I am now accepting story requests for the Kirby fandom! Yay! Now I'm going to let ya'll know what I won't write about, so anything not on here is free game. Things I refuse to write in a request fic: 1. No sexual stuff! This is Kirby guys, if ya'll want a lemon you'll have to look elsewhere. 2. No character bashing! I know there are some characters you may hate with a fiery passion, but honestly bashing fics are immature venting of the writers. I know everyone's not like that, but some folks are. 3. Self insert fics...just no. I really don't need to explain this one. 4. Death and gore without a plot...nah. I mean, if it's in the fic for drama and has a plot than sure. But just for no reason? No thanks. 5. I'll only write K plus-T rating, I won't go up to M. 6. I won't write about OCs, I'll do something with canon characters, sure but I don't want to screw up the OCs. =/ That's all folks! Aside from that, if you have a request just PM me. Or if you want to chat about anything or if you have questions about my fanfics, go ahead and shoot the breeze, I don't bite. Stuff I Found Funny I'm out of my mind right now, but you may leave a message. Duck Tape is like the Force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the universe together. There is no 'normal', only varying levels of weirdness. Change is good. If you walk the same direction your whole life, you eventually hit a tree. Since the universe is infinite, everything is it's center. Therefore, I shall no longer accept any argument that I am not the center of the universe. Due to recent cutbacks, and until further notice, the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off. When life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and watch the world wonder how you did it. Forgive your enemies; it messes with their head. The newscaster is the person who says 'Good Evening' and then tells you why it's not. Your shin: a device used to find furniture in the dark. Smile! It makes the world wonder what you're up to. Out of my mind. Be back in five minutes. Normality will be restored just as soon as I figure out what it is. The trouble with real life is that there's no background music. If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something. (This is especially true for me as there's always something going wrong on a daily basis. Usually it's something I've lost or forgotten.) If you cannot understand my mind, I have succeeded in being original. We're not retreating, we're advancing in a different direction! Whoever said nothing is impossible has never tried to slam a revolving door. Cheese… Milk's leap toward immortality. Why do they have sterilized needles for lethal injections? (I actually asked my roommate this one since she's a nursing major. Turns out that it's more of a legal issue involving rules than anything else, and also to avoid a painful infection while you die. So… I guess this is no longer funny. But it isinformative!) It takes skill to trip over flat surfaces. In case of emergency, breakdance. Who's cruel idea was it for the word 'lisp' to have an 'S' in it? In a world of Cheerios, be a Fruit Loop! When in doubt, push random buttons! It's okay to talk to inanimate objects; it's when they talk back that you should be worried. There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE that it's weird. Growing old is mandatory. Growing up is optional. Whoever said words don't hurt never got hit by a dictionary. Whatever it is, I didn't do it. Unless I was supposed to, in which case I did it brilliantly. There are very few problems that cannot be solved using a large amount of duck tape. You know it's going to be an interesting day when you fall out of bed and miss the floor. As long as there are tests, there will be prayer in public schools. Yes, English can be weird. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though. Introverts, unite! ...Separately! ...In our own rooms! Bad spellers of the world, untie! OPTs: Meta KnightxGarlude. Why not? These two really seem to click very well, and I prefer it over him being paired with Tiff/Fumu. Not that I'm hatin' or anything, I just like different things. KirbyxRibbon. I find it adorable, but they would have to be older for it to really work. SiricaxTuff/Bun. Don't judge me, I think this could work if you bumped up his age a bit. Knuckle JoexTiff/Fumu: Same as the above pairing. AshxMisty aka Pokeshipping. I've always shipped them and nothing will stop me from doing so! =) IncineroarxDecidueye aka FlamingArrowShipping. Freaking awesome, and I hope we get another PMD (Pokemon Mystery Dungeon) game where we have them as the hero/heroine and partner! JessiexJames. Enough said, RocketShipping is amazing. SpongeBobxSandy, aka Spandy: Yes, I love this pairing to bits and you can't make me change my mind. XD Mrs. PuffxMr. Krabs. A salty old pirate and a schoolteacher...you know what they say, opposites attract. PlanktonxKaren. Thank Neptune she's with him, other women would've left him long ago more than likely. BroTPs: Friendships, obviously. Meta Knight and Jecra. Come on guys, these two are close like brothers. You can just picture the amount of trouble Meta had to bail his friend out of. Sirica and Knuckle Joe. These two would be grossed out in my fics if someone asked them if they were dating, since they were raised to love each other as family. Meta Knight and Kirby: In my fics, these two have a very close bond that of a father and son. Magolor and Taranza: If these two were to ever meet in canon, I believe these two would become good friends. SpongeBob and Patrick: Do I even need to explain it? My top headcanons for the Kirby games and Kirby: Right Back at Ya! 1. Kirby is a powerful Demon Beast created by Nightmare, to be used a weapon to help keep the universe in his stranglehold. (In the anime) 2. In my fanfics Sirica is the daughter of Meta Knight and Garlude, since her father was never mentioned in the anime. 3. In my fanfics, Sir Arthur is Meta Knight's adoptive father and as such the knight is not a Demon Beast. 4. In the games, I believe Magolor and Taranza are related in some way. If they are, I believe they'd be cousins. More than likely second or third cousins. Here's a list of colors for Meta Knight's eyes for those that are curious. Most are from the anime but some were made by a friend of mine, Metanatio-kyou. White: Shocked. Mature Eyes Only This was copied and pasted from a friend's profile This may make you stop and think... because it's very true Why do we sleep in church, but when the ceremony is over we suddenly wake up? Why is it so hard to talk about God, but so easy to talk about sex? Why are we so bored when we look at a Christian magazine, but find it easy to read Playboy? Why is it so easy to ignore a Godly Facebook message, yet we repost the nasty ones? Why are churches getting smaller, but bars and clubs are growing? Think about it- are you going to repost this? Are you going to ignore it, cause you think you'll get laughed at? Just remember God is always watching you. The Lord said: "If you deny me in front of your friends, I will deny you in front of my father". Repost this as "Mature Eyes Only." 90% of you won't repost this; but remember that God loves you. This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't. A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been killed in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it? Repost this if you truly believe in God. COME TO MY PARTY! THE TIGHTEST PARTY IN THE WORLD! So everyone come. But read the rest of this bulletin first. Come Kick it at The Biggest Party Ever. DETAILS BELOW.. Special Guest: Jesus Christ, God The Father, When: When you enter the Gates of Heaven Where: Kingdom of Heaven How: Just Ask Why: Because God Loves You! ... Come As You Are! Bring Nothing but Your Heart and Soul. 98% OF TEENS WON'T STAND UP FOR GOD... REPOST THIS IF YOU'RE ONE OF THE 2% WHO WILL. Jesus said, "If you deny me in front of your friends, I will deny 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 after all, 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 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out 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 news paper 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 news paper 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 for ever. 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, or Jesus He had no servants, yet they called Him Master... He had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher... He had no medicine, yet they called Him Healer... He had no army, yet kings feared Him... He won no military battles, yet He conquered the World... He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him... He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today Feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us... If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son then copy and paste this in your profile If you believe in Jesus Christ put everything that you have just read in your profile. If you chose to post it, then you should be proud of yourself. If you just ignore this, remember that in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven. Without GOD, our week would be: Sinday, Mournday, Tearsday, Wasteday, Thirstday, Fightday, Shatterday. 98 OF TEENS WON'T STAND UP FOR GOD... REPOST THIS IF YOU'RE ONE OF THE 2 WHO WILL. These stereotypes are what people would probably assume if they only looked at certain details of my personality rather than the whole picture. So, if you choose to judge me for it, so be it... but it is not the real me, no matter what you think. Mine are the ones in bold. I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic. I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell. I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store. I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention. I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas I’m a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction I’m STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent. I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore. I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naïve. I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border. I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat. I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE.. So I MUST be a whore myself. I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled. I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak. I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue. I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST. I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick. |