hey there!

I'm Tiny Otaku, more of an artist than an author, but I do try to update. I'm not the greatest person in the world when it comes to words, and to tell the truth I'd much rather read other fics than write my own, but my logic is that if you're going to comment on other peoples stories, they should at least have a chance to get back at you.

I usually write for at least an hour a day so if i'm really into a story then it will probably get updated every couple of days depending on how much trouble the bloody thing is causing me. Although at the moment I have MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK so I'm finding it hard to write anything decent.

And also, THANK YOU TO SHARINGANJ FOR GIVING ME LAVI'S SCARF!! :D:D:D:D:D

Favourite series of all time:

SPACED

Full metal alchemist (manga)

trigun (manga/anime)

D.gray man (manga/anime)

I live in australia and my birthday is 16th of july 1993. I eat reviews for breakfast so if i don't get any then i get no food for the day. Please don't make me starve!

And always remember kids, a PM a day keeps the bad dreams away. (which is why i have so many nightmares)

BEST QUOTES EVER!

Firefly

Zoe: I know something ain't right
Wash: honey, we're crppks, if everything were right we'd be in jail

Mal: you know i do believe that woman is planning to shoot me again
Jayne: here's a little concept I've been working on, why don't we shoot her first?
Wash: it IS her turn

Mal: I know they tell ya, you never hit a man with a closed fist, but it is, on occasion, hilarious.

Inara: I like watching the game. As with other situations, the key seems to be giving Jayne a heavy stick and standing back

Dr.horrible's sing along blog

Billy: Look at my wrist! I gotta go.

Captain hammer:It's curtains for you, Dr. Horrible. Lacy, gently wafting curtains

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, then weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!

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