Hi. I'm bleviee. The name comes, not from any hidden meaning or great poetic moment, but from working last minute on an assignment, mistyping "believe," and thinking that the word looked pretty darn awesome.

What do I tell you about me? Twenty-four, college student, hope to be a nurse one day. Proud Harry Potter nerd. Not much Slytherin, very little Gryffindor. Ravenclaw bookishness, yes, but when it comes down to it, the best thing about me is my loyalty, so I'm pretty much a proud Hufflepuff. Glee but only sometimes. Supernatural fangirl, bigger SPN cast fangirl. I a m Dean Winchester, with less self-loathing and more lame jokes, but also kind of Sam and Cas (more Sam than Cas) and maybe a little bit Kevin and Jo, too. I want to marry a man that laughs like Misha, smiles like Jensen, and hugs like Jared one day. Big sister to the best baby brother ever, good listener.

This is the section about which I ramble about fandoms. Feel free to skip it.

I get caught up in other fandoms, but Harry Potter will all be my number one love on here, because I grew up with Harry. There was review of the 7th movie, part two, that basically summed up what's amazing about the series. It talked about us growing up with Harry, and I know I did. Somewhere in those pages, Harry or Hermione or Ginny or Ron was going through what I was, and it made my life easier. When my favorite uncle died, I read "Beyond the Veil" over and over again, to the point that four years later, my copy of OOTP still falls open to that chapter. She went on, explaining why she loved the epilogue, that one day, the HP generation would send our kids off to Hogwarts, whether by standing back and letting them write their stories or by literally handing them the HP books, and that we'd be able, then, to re-read the epilogue and be grateful for one more adventure with our old friend Harry. (I can't post the link to the review, I don't think, but Google "Cleolinda 'So I saw Deathly Hallows,'" it should be the first link.) I like Harry Potter because of the richness of JKR's themes, that Harry is openly flawed but that's okay, and that he messes up. We should be able to look for literature for guidance, yes, but also reassurance, and characters that are seen as perfect can't do that.

I've also got a big soft spot for Glee, at first because I love Darren Criss even more than I love Tom Felton or DanRad and that's saying a hell of a lot. But as I watched the show, I've realized how much I love and respect Chris Colfer, because for all that he claims he gets too much credit he's such an inspiration to gay and bullied teens out there. (Personally, I'm straight, but I was bullied and the fact that he can talk about it has helped me talk about it, too. "To all the amazing kids that watch our show and the kids that our show celebrate, that are constantly told 'No,' by the people in their environments, to the bullies at school, that they can't be who they are or have what they want because of who they are. Well, screw that, kids." That was exactly what I needed to hear in high school, and because him, millions heard it).

Supernatural is my most recent obsession. Well, like a year old or so by now. I love it for a lot of reasons, but mostly because I kind of identify with a lot of the characters. At the end of the day, though, my heaven is my car, radio up, a long stretch of highway, with my little brother riding shotgun, so... Dean.

My Stories:

Lily's Tale: This story actually started as an aid to a homework assignment. In my Senior Lit and Composition class in high school, I realized during our original fiction unit that while I'm fairly skilled at plots, my character portrayals and dialogue left something to be desired. So I thought about how I could fix this. If I could take something where the seeds were there for dialogue and characters were there, as well as an established plot, and I could flesh it out, it would help me with my weaknesses. Being the Harry Potter nerd that I am, I thought, "I'll write a fanfic! And use Lily!" I actually started trying to write "The Forest Again" from her POV, (and might go back to that) but found myself sobbing hysterically, so I decided to go with "Snape's Worst Memory," incorporating what we learn in Deathly Hallows, because, again, I needed the seeds of dialogue and plot. So I wrote it and along the way improved my characterizations. I never intended to post it to this account. In fact, I forgot about both the story and this account once college started--until I saw the last HP movie this summer. I found the story on an old flashdrive, worked on it, sat on it for over a month, and finally posted it on a wave of sleep deprivation induced bravery. The response seems good so far, so I won't go back into hiding.

"Why" Potter Siblings Series: WJPSIAG started, first and foremost, with me thinking that Ron's a wonderful big brother to Ginny in Deathly Hallows, taking Harry to task about "jerking her around." From there, my own experiences as both an older sister and a younger "sister" kicked in and this little ficlet was born. Sweet and fluffy, no real weight to it, but designed to make you smile. Title (and the idea in the story that inspired the title) comes from my beautiful little brother and his fabulous friends, who invite me along on "no girls allowed" adventures because, as one says, "You're not really a girl. Well, you're a girl, but you're not a girl." Another, who's a bit older and therefore smoother, says, "That means ordinary girls. You're no ordinary girl, you're way too cool for that." With boys, they explain to me, being "not really a girl" is a compliment. (Yes, I know this is a thing I need to work on with them. It's a process, wrangling small boys into feminist ideas.) So of course James, who in my head is a total sweetheart, would think it of his sister. Then a reader asked for a sequel to it, and after a fangirl squee so severe it made my throat hurt, I complied with WLPBAB, which is what happened on the Astronomy Tower. I'm working on a third, tenatively called, "Why Albus Potter Has The Best Siblings Ever," but it's slow. Like, stalled out. I was almost done and my computer crashed and... yeah. Back up your stuff, peeps.

A 1000 Sweet Kisses: My first Glee fic. I have no idea where on earth this story came from, but after "On My Way," when Blaine says, "Lookin' good, Fabray!" and Kurt just smiles at him, my head canon exploded into this idea that Kurt and Blaine both struggle so much with being themselves without the fear of being judged for it, that for them to show a lot of affection to others (family and close friends notwithstanding, Kurt barely thought before he was hugging Rachel when she broke down during "Michael") and it would probably be harder for Blaine to be casually affectionate with people whose opinions matter to Kurt, because not even his family accepts him 100% (remember in "Sexy?" "I think my dad thought getting my hands dirty would make me straight."), so Kurt means a lot to Blaine, even before they're together. I'd say that we can make the case for that in canon, even. Blaine does some stupid shit sometimes, but 1.) he's seventeen, give the kid a break, and 2.) he's always got Kurt's best interests at heart. So yeah, my headcanon exploded with approximately the force of a thousand suns and A 1000 Sweet Kisses happened.

Ring Around Your Neck:I have no idea where this came from. I seriously don't. I was listening to Wicked and thinking about Hummelberry then the Elvis song came on then I was flipping through channels and watched the last few minutes of P.S. I Love You because it is an AWESOME movie and the next thing I know I'm typing out this story that came through my brain and out my fingers and I'm crying and trying to figure out what's going to happen and almost two years later I still don't know which Warbler Kurt is talking about because my muse WON'T TELL ME.

If you read through all that, a.) I'm insanely proud of you, because I was hardcore babbling up there and b.) I hope that makes you realize I'm serious when I say that if you need anyone to talk to about, I'll listen. I may not be where you are, but I can promise to listen. After all, I'm a big sister AND a Hufflepuff. Friendship's kind of my thing. :)