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HOW I WORK AS AN AUTHOR

My work is mostly more often than not written in the first person and are multi-chapter AUs.

I write in first person and do big long fics bc I have no concept about what is and what isn't important to the narrative :-) I don't take requests but if you have a suggestion hit me up, I do need constant validation so if you know how to make it so you like me please tell me lol

I do read all my reviews so if you have something nice to say, drop by, if you have constructive stuff come at me. If you wanna be an asshole then just remember that you still make my fic more popular sooooooo

COMPLETED WORK

His Cheerleader Boyfriend (48 chapters)
Pairing: USUK
Rating: M (for bad language and eventual smut)
Genre: Romance & Humour
Synopsis: Arthur Kirkland is finally going to America to live his dream of becoming an American highschool cheerleader. So when a member of the schools football team starts taking an interest in him only disaster could ensue! Or maybe it'll become a sweet love story..
Extract:
'I was caught so off guard that I slammed Alfred's mug down on the table, which resulted in half of the boiling hot tea to splash up and onto my wrist, causing me to yelp out in pain, "BOLLOCKS." It felt quite searing.
Alfred paid no heed. I doubt that he had even noticed he was still chattering away about my bloody smile, “It’s also sort of scary... And makes me think you’re about to do something terrible...”
“Thanks, Alfred.” I was on the ground nursing my poor wrist.
And only then did Alfred look down at me from his happy place or where ever he was, “Oh, shit!! Arthur you’re hurt!"
I gritted my teeth and looked up to him, “Oh no, I just wanted a close up view of the blinking carpet! Vomit green has always been my favourite fucking flooring colour!!”
“Really? Okay then...” '

The Smell of Spray Paint (31 chapters)
Pairing: PRUCAN
Rating: M (for bad language and eventual smut) (EDIT: This one was reported ages ago by a bunch of do-gooders for too much sin so read it while you can folks! The ff police are comin')
Genre: Romance & Friendship
Synopsis: Tired of feeling ignored and overlooked, Matthew Williams does something he knows will get attention. He runs away. Cold and alone, he finds himself in Berlin where he meet cocky, homeless street artist Gilbert. With no other choice, Matthew takes refuge in Gilbert's kindness... But what will he do when he starts to harbour romantic feelings for him?
Extract:
'I blinked and realised that he was right, I did speak to Gilbert, all the time. And I don't think it was because I liked him, I had liked people before and they never even knew that I existed. He was just different,
“I do that because...” I started to speak without even thinking about it, “Because you make me feel kinda... Special. I mean, you give me attention every day and I don't even do anything! You talk to me and I feel like I’m there...” I blushed, realising how loved up I most likely sounded, “I have the right to exist around you.”
“So you are totally in love with me?”
I stared at him, wide eyed with my mouth hanging open. How did he know, was I too obvious?! Oh my... What was he going to think of me now! I could hear my heart in my ears... Why couldn't the ground just swallow me up now?
“I...” I tried to speak.
He laughed and I cowered a little, “I am only joking! You should have seen your face!” He ruffled my hair, “Calm down!”'

Feral (10 chapters)

Pairing: ROCHU

Rating: M (for eventual smut)
Genre: Romance & Drama
Synopsis: Yao, fed up of the fast pace of his home country, moves to a small sleepy town in north east Europe. There he meets Ivan and the two fall quickly in love. But Ivan is hiding something, something big, something that could tear them apart or worse... Be the death of them. And it's hidden in his basement.
Extract:

Yao stepped over the threshold, onto the stone and was relieved to find a light switch.
Pressing the switch and watching the strip lighting blink a few times before bursting into bright fluorescent light that was almost blinding and did nothing to help Yao's intimidated trembling. But at least he could see the steps he was taking. There was no banister, so Yao just pressed his hand to the wall to keep him up as he carefully stepped down.
By the time Yao was at the bottom his whole body was bent over as the noise overwhelmed him. But he was still there, standing in front of a door, locked but with key still in the hole, a door was all that separated him and whatever that was in there, whatever it was that Ivan had kept locked up under his house this whole time and had even made sure Yao had never found before.
His shaking hand missed the key the first few times but finally he gripped it between forefinger thumb and turned it.
Was he a fool for ever thinking he knew Ivan at all?
The lock clicked.
The door was open.'

What We'd Do Without Gravity (48 chapters)
Pairing: SPAMANO
Rating: M (for eventual smut)
Genre: Romance & Tragedy
Synopsis: While lost in a hospital Antonio comes across a young terminally ill patient, Lovino Vargas. With Lovino left with 6 months to live it's an awful time a romance to blossom between the ill fated pair, but with a bucket list to race through as the clock ticks down the two find that love is very hard to avoid.
Extract:
I stood up and leaned against my desk just observing Lovi before he finally spoke,
"Where the heck am I?"
I smiled; glad to see his mind back in order, "My office! This is where I do my business-y stuff."
He looked over the desk in front of him, the closed laptop, the pen pot, the files stacked in one corner of the desk, the pin board with bank statements and receipts filling it, "It looks to neat to be yours." He concluded.
I laughed, mostly from relief; he was fine. He was fine. He was even getting some colour back, "This stuff is too important to me to let it get messy."
He nodded, looking around the room, "Looks like boring shit."
I grinned, "It is!" I moved over to a corner of the room and grabbed the blanket I had there before going back to him and placing it over him.
"The fuck is this?" He held the pink blanket out, examining it.
"I thought you might be cold!" I paused before deciding to address what just happened, "You passed out."
He decided to accept the blanket! He wrapped it around him and snuggled down into its cosiness, "I know. It happens."
"Is it because..." I think we had all forgotten that Lovi was ill. He was weak even if he had the strongest will. I guess that's what they meant by having strong spirit.
He just nodded, "Five months and you won't have to deal with it."
"Lovi..."
"Well it's true!" He pulled the blankets tighter, "How could I even forget!? Every time I start to, my body gives up on me."
"I don't just 'put up' with anything." I told him seriously, "I don't want you ever to go."
"Our whole whatever this is, is fucking built on the fact I don't have any time left!" He was starting get animated again, "That's what I am right!? It's like you can pretend you're from the Make a Wish Foundation!"
"Please calm down!" I insisted, above denying all these ridiculous claims, his health came first, and he was putting it in danger again! What did I do if he fainted again? "That's not any of it! Lovi, do you think I just want to see you finish your bucket list so I could feel good about myself? No... No... Lovi, that isn't it at all." I tilted my head, giving him a gentle look, "There's more than that, and I think you know it." I sighed and look into his deep green eyes, "Why didn't you tell Feli about me?" I asked leaning towards him a little. "You didn't even say you were getting any other visitors... I thought you might have said something... We've been doing pretty exciting stuff, right?"
He cast his eyes aside," I just didn't."
I tried to read his expression, but it was no use. Lovi had a wall, once it was up, it was up.

FUTURE WORK

I have fanfiction planned for...

DENNOR
GERITA
SUFIN

So stick around if you like these pairings! (EDIT: But don't hold your breath LOOOOL)

-Mushrooms Of Gold (EDIT: I regret this name, call me Heather)