4/6/15

I decided to come back for probably what is going to be the last time. So let me make these words simple and sweet.

Quite frankly, I'm looking back at my writing and I dislike it. To the core. But that just shows where I started, not where I am right now. I really want to delete a lot of these fics, but I guess... I'm trying to suck it up. I'm not going to erase the fact that I was a poor writer in the beginning. I was. And I will leave that here to serve as a mark that I started at one place.

I'd like to think now that I have ideas that might be like the next 'Gutters' or 'Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart', but I know that's not the case. I know I shouldn't compare myself to those talented writers, who dedicate a lot more genuine time to writing than I do. But sometimes I do think I have a wonderful story idea, and when I try to start it I just loose motivation. I can't spend a lot of time on something, and I don't know why.

Now, onto Akane:

I'm really embarrassed by not only my stories, but also how Akane started out. Akane right now isn't even that Akane. She's named Parvattie now, she's a little bit sassy, but still kind and a bit childish, and I've made her APH Guyana. Really, I have an RP blog on tumblr and stuff and she's totally different. Maybe not perfect, but definitely improved. My URL is of-rivers-and-plains. Don't be afraid to give me a holler.

This is a really half-assed final update because I'm drowsy as fuck, but I'd like to say that all the works that are in progress right now will be discontinued. Although I like that mafia idea... Perhaps I will rewrite it if I ever get inspiration.

This isn't to say I quit writing stories/fanfics, but probably not on here and probably not even as writing. I really like to draw, so I might make a manga/comic for my work. But even that takes motivation. Haha, I'm really lazy.

Anyway, I guess... This is goodbye. Maybe. I might come back in the future. Who knows. Or I might go to AO3 even though that sounds a little bit like a betrayal. Hm. Or Fictionpress.

This is Akane Mirai, signing off.

8/8/13

Heh... I abandoned this account, huh? Of course... Listen, I've been really busy with schoolwork and all, and I haven't had the time to work on any. So I deleted the current stories which I'm currently working on. I simply lost the passion to work on them, and they became bland and had stupid plots. Also, I'm on Instagram most of the time anyway. However, I might, I repeat, MIGHT, post a new story. No, let me rephrase that. I MIGHT post and COMPLETE a several chapter story. And yes, it's on Hetalia crap, with Akane. Though, her personality changed drastically.

1/27/13

WHAT?! A HETALIA FANFIC AND YOU HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED YOUR CROSSOVER YET?! I just finished watching the series and my friend and I - well, let's just say we were being fangirlish - were daydreaming. Eventually, I made this fic and I realized that all of my stories are pretty much start out the same, but just result with different outcomes. What's with me? Also, I noticed that I don't really get reviews and while I am happy for the reviews I do have I really need constructive criticism. Please read my stories and review, it's healthy!

12/16/12

I have a new story coming out soon! It's a PJO and Sailor Moon crossover, with our favorite pink sailor scout in training! Rini ( I use the dub name only to prevent language complication, but it stays with the original story features) lands near Camp- Half Blood after the Giant War while trying to find the legendary soldier Sailor Moon! Can they help her? Or will the Black Moon say otherwise?

9/20/12

I must be the worst fanfiction writer in terms of updating. I hate myself for neglecting my duties for not updating my story Egywhat?. However, 2 more chapters (the last) will be arriving soon!

Note that I changed my profile name now to Akane Mirai, but I'll leave this as it is.

Hi there! I'm Tomoyo-chaan and I am a Vocaloid fanfiction writer (LOVE IT). I write stories, however it takes me long periods of time to do so. I have a bit more than a computer life! No, I do not have a DeviantArt or any sort of stuff. Please feel free to PM me, but it might take me some time to reply. Also, I MIGHT take requests, but it depends if I am out of ideas. Please note my fanfictions might contain suggestive yuri in the near future (I am not a yaoi fan and don't plan on making any anytime soon - sorry yaoi fans) and it might offend some readers. THANKS :ll) (I made this face, you will not take it.).

OC Bio

Name: Akane Mirai
Birthday:7/26/00 (age 12 currently)
Race:Guyanese American
Description:Olive skin tone and a bit chubby and short. She has hair up to her lower back that is long and dark brown. She has red eyes and a lot of mosquito bites.
Likes: Spicy food, curry, Dark chocolate, Ice cream (chocolate), Udon and Miso, Pepper
Dislikes: Beef and Pork (against religious and her body hates it also), Eggplant (HAH GAKUPO), candy, lettuce
Personality: She is very random for the most part when having casual conversations, but can be very serious on important matters. She is brave and will do anything to protect her friends -- even if it comes to risking herself. She loves Len.

A note from your profile update-person

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

The Percy Jackson Pledge

I promise to remember Percy
whenever I'm at sea
I promise to remember Annabeth
whenever a spider comes at me
I promise to protect nature
for Grover's sake of course
I promise to remember Luke
when my heart fills with remorse
I promise to remember Chiron
whenever I see a sign that says "free pony ride"
I promise to remember Tyson
whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side
I promise to remember Thalia
whenever a friend is scared of heights
I promise to remember Clarisse
whenever I see someone that gives me a fright
I promise to remember Bianca
whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother
I promise to remember Nico
whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others
I promise to remember Zoe
whenever I watch the stars
I promise to remember Rachel
whenever a limo passes my car
Yes, I promise to remember PJO
wherever I may go.