Hello, I’m maskmaker88. The only fanfiction I read and write is romance. I love the romance genre and have a good reason. I believe that love is the purest of all emotions. It hurts to read fanfiction that calls itself romance but is mistaking love for lust. I hate how some people confuse love for lust and vice versa. Lust is a perverted version of love that circulates around the topic of sex. now I'm not saying I hate stories with sex, but if it has no build up as to why it's happening, no real meaning to it, or it's there just to be there, I get annoyed.

Every time I read a review, I get the urge to write faster, so... hintety hintety hint...

All, if not, most, of my fanfictions will involve an OC Also, I don’t do adjectives like, btw, pov, or omg in my authors notes. I find them annoying. And about the author’s notes, I like to keep them short and sweet. Things like thank you for the reviews and explanations’ about the story. And I NEVER put author’s notes in the story. It’s only a distraction for the story. If I want to say something about the story, I’ll save it for the bottom. Also, if you spot any misspellings or gremial errors, please inform me in reviews along saying something nice about the story.

My OC’s:

Sendo Ryushi:

Gender: male.

Breed: unknown.

Appearance: Dark Brotherhood leather uniform, Dwarven helmet.

Origin: unknown.

Age: 28

Satsu Taika:

Gender: male.

Breed: hamster.

Appearance: blood red fur, blood red hoodie, blood red eyes.

Origin: I’ll tell you when a certain chapter is written.

Age: 17.

Kira gro-Liurz:

Gender: male.

Breed: Werewolf.

Appearance: long black fur, black claws, yellow eyes, large white teeth.

Origin: Kira was left on the door step of castle Skingrad as a baby. His foster parents, Hal-Liurz and Shum gro-Yarug; have raised him for seventeen years.

Age: 17 going on 18.

Ma-Jara:

Gender: female.

Breed: Khajiit.

Apearance: long gold dread locks, basic Khajiit appearance, blue eyes with a tint of purple.

Origin: unknown.

Age: 26.

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.

IF YOU IGNORE THIS WITHOUT READING IT YOU HAVE NO HEART...BUT IF YOU FIND YOU CANNOT STOP UNTIL YOU REACH THE END THEN YOU MUST HAVE A VERY BIG HEART.

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
Now you have two choices
1) repost and show you care
2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)

Upcoming fanfiction:

Can a Monster love? (If you have any better suggestions I’m all ears.): After May gets off the boat to Olivine City in the Johto region, she gets bored since there are no contests for a month. While there, May decides to challenge the gym leader. When Jasmine rejects her challenge because “her Pokémon are too weak” May sets off to find a Pokémon to fight. She stumbles upon a map to a mysterious island that is said to hold the most powerful Pokémon to ever exist. But what May finds is more then she could bargen for.

A new Knight: after his defeat by the hero of Albion, Jack of Blades appealed to the court of Blades, asking for another body. During the meeting, the queen decides to put jack to the test. If he could train a new Knight of Blades, he would receive what he wants most. Agreeing to this, Jack goes to train the Knight requested by the queen. However, Jack had no idea how hard it would be to deal with his new student, Naruto Uzumaki.

Earning your Tails: The Kyuubi has grown tired of his life in the young blond ninja, so he has decided to leave the realm of the living. But who would take his place as the nine tailed fox? The only person he’s grown to respect, Naruto Uzumaki of course! Naruto will need to train and get through sweat and blood in order to earn his tails, but he’ll have some support along the way. WARNING: all yaoi haters should not read this, this is a Naruto MALE Haku paring, and there will be Lemons and suggestive themes.

I’m also open for suggestions on fanfictions to make. All I need is it’s name and I’ll do my best to make something out of it. But it HAS to be romance. It also has to be either Anime, Video Games, or cartoon (maybe cartoon).

Links:

This is for chapter six in Blood Stained Sweater. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iaeCw_MhY5o