(previously LostSanityDCS)

Hi, I’m Whit, or you can call me Lost- and I’m not-so-new to this site. By that I mean I was a regular once, but it has been a long, long time. Before, I was a Kingdom Hearts and Naruto writer mostly, and a reader of all things Chrono Crusade…and KH. Now it’s going to be a lot of that wonderful, horrible, soul-eating game and the characters within, who have this fantastic way of giving me life. It’s my happy place. I’m not sorry.

New name, new account, new ideas- (let’s let the horrible shizz 14-year-old-me thought was thought-provoking vanish into the shadows of this site’s deepest ravines, ne?) let’s do this thing! I need to regain some passion for some things, you need a way to kill some time when you should be sleeping/studying/cleaning your house. This is a good arrangement, methinks.

I can be found on AO3 using this same username! I'm kind of an oldie (forgive me) so at the moment this remains my preferred place to post, meaning updates tend to reach this account a couple hours before the other one. You can find me on Tumblr too, ALittleWhitLost in all these, where I'm pretty much just a reblogging-and-making-comments-in-tags-only type of fandom trash.

When I have story-related things in mind I might make note of them here!

Anyway, Here's Wonderwall: in progress- Currently working on Chapter 6, in which Axel worms his way into Zexy's shriveled little heart and takes up root there like a tumor. Check out the AO3 version of the story to see all of Pup's delightful illustrations!

Washout Clean: coming soon!- Working Summary: Is this what putting your life back together feels like? Or is it something else entirely? After the time spent in a place he and Vexen unspokenly agreed not to discuss, Demyx doesn’t even know how to be sure. He does know that he’s a fish out of water, surrounded by odd animals like the guys who roll the dice to tell their stories, and the girl who’s seeking out second-best, and the bartender and the fixer and someone who might be just like him, after all. When you throw away your future you don’t get to just pick it up again. So, is there a point?