Fic Directory
I'm going to start compiling these early so that when I write more, they'll be easy to find. All links lead to a cut with extra FFnet links if applicable. Forgive my formatting, I suck at this.
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I'm going to start compiling these early so that when I write more, they'll be easy to find. All links lead to a cut with extra FFnet links if applicable. Forgive my formatting, I suck at this.
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Really? I have bones to pick:
-I went yesterday to try and help out, to make you happy as I try to do for everyone. I know I'm the reason for that post, I know you're embarrassed to have had me there. I'm not that huge of a fan, and you're not making the case any better. I wanted to like it on my own, but it's getting ruined. Take a page from me and suffer through.
-One day, I'll look at you and just smile as I remind you, "Dear, you're Watson and he's Mary. Must I remind you where Sherlock fits into that relationship?" I think that will be the day we finally end things, but years later something may happen that brings us closer again. I surely hope so, but you've changed enough to leave me behind already.
-I'm finished with you. The only reason that I haven't cut all contact with you is because our mothers speak, and I still live here. Once I'm gone, it's over. I'm going to start fresh with everything and cut you out. Gotta start somewhere, right?
-What am I going to do about you? I dream of you sometimes, you know? We shouldn't be falling apart like this, and losing you will hurt so much, but I think it's happening and I'm actually scared about it. Only time will tell, and if it happens then I hope you're fine with it. I know I won't be.
-YOU TWO ARE MY BIGGEST DEAL. WE NEED TO HANG OUT MORE because I love you guys. What's a party without Eleven, Rory, and River? Seriously, party though, even if it's at Naka with just a rave. It'd be epic
FIRST POST OF THE NEW YEARRRR!
And it's a character meme introducing Woden! I love him to bits, but a few months ago he fell out of being due to a friend having a sudden lifestyle change to impress a potential boyfriend. With that all done, I might have to revive him and pair him with someone else, but I have just the person for him. Anyhow, this is him.
Stole this from people who stole it from other people infinitely
1) Choose one of your own characters.
2) Make them answer the following questions.
3) Then, tag 4 people.
4) Feel free to add some questions of your own.
Character: Woden (no particular last name, pre-Alice)
1) What gender are you?
Both. I'm a hermaphrodite, although you aren't allowed to look
2) What is your age?
Sixteen, but I suppose I look a little older?
3) Do you want a hug?
Uhm, no thank you *ear twitch*
4) Do you have any bad habits?
You absolutely CANNOT know about those! They're embarrassing but medically nessacary for me to function properly.
5) What is your favorite food?
I'm not too picky, but I really enjoy bratwurst
6) What is your favourite ice cream flavor?
Any. I like sweets *smile*
7) Are you a virgin?
Y-yes. It's a very important thing to me, it can't just be anybody but I'm not picky on gender, nor do I have reason to be.
8) Have you killed anyone?
Never! I've seen people killed, it isn't pretty
9) Do you hate anyone?
No. I have people I wish didn't do things to harm me in the past, but I still don't hate them.
10) Do you have any secrets?
...I'm a huge nerd. I have a crush on Sherlock Holmes like nobodies business. There, I said it! >_<
Also, on Fridays, I become a dominatrix.
11) What is your favourite season?
Fall
12) Who are your best friends?
Friends? Uh...I, uhm, don't have any
13) What are your hobbies?
Read, study anatomy, doodle amongst other things.
14) What is your favorite drink?
Coffee and tea
15) When is your birthday?
November 17
16) What age did you die?
I'm not dead yet, but a little voice is telling me thirty nine
17) Are you nice or mean?
Very kind, very passive and sweet.
18) What do you think of your creator?
She's a bit obsessive, especially on the whole hermaphrodite bit. She's proud of me, I suppose, and says I need to become good friends with the other hermaphrodite, Faulty.
19) What is your weakness?
I really want people to understand that I don't take a label on gender, but it's difficult to explain that I'm both without showing them the two personalities of each gender. It's as if I have multiple identies, but both take the name Woden and I see myself as one whole instead of two halves. It gets confusing, then they just think I'm odd. I also don't think much of myself.
20) What do you do on a regular day basis?
Read, doodle, read some more, go for a run, read, take a bath, and eat at some point. Nothing particularly good.
21) Do you love someone?
Not yet.
22) Does that person love you back?
Maybe when I find that person, they will.
23) Do you like me?
It's been a few moments since we met, and you seem pretty kind, so I think so.
24) What do you consider fun in the day time?
Books.
25) At night?
...again, books. I really don't do anything. That's kind of depressing. Man, I need a life!
26) Do you like meatballs?
Sure.
27) Do you like Chef Boyardee's meatballs?
Never really ate them to know.
28) Are you gay?
I'm biologically bisexual, you know, being a hermaphrodite and all.
29) What is your place of origin?
I'm not really sure. I ran far away when I was a very small pup to avoid danger after the death of my parents.
30) Large or small family?
None, currently.
31) Who are your parents?
I never really knew their names, but they were born lycan much like myself. Red hair, thick and wavy, pale skin, bright eyes, and wolf ears like a Scottish Fold. I didn't inherit the ears, but I got everything else.
32) Do you have a phobia?
Cutting my hair.
33) Is this quiz over?
No...I still see some more questions on the page
34) Do you like cats?
I chase them sometimes.
35) Whats your lucky number?
Four?
36) Whats your favorite color?
Grey
37) What color are your eyes?
Green
38) What is your favorite type of music?
It's a mix. Anything from The Beatles to MCR. The White Stripes are my favourite, though.
39) Where do you want to be right now?
A huge library.
40) You just walked into a room with 2 people having sex what do you do?
Walk out of the room. Never speak of it to them.
41) What do you do for a living?
Exist. The government pays good money for redhead hermaphrodite born-lycans to just live.
42) You are in jail what do you do?
Steal a book or two
43) Wanna party with me?
No thank you. I don't much like crowds.
44) Now this interview is over.
Is it really? Well, alright then.
45) Bye!
Goodbye :3
Stole this from people who stole it from other people infinitely
1) Choose one of your own characters.
2) Make them answer the following questions.
3) Then, tag 4 people.
4) Feel free to add some questions of your own.
Character: Woden (no particular last name, pre-Alice)
1) What gender are you?
Both. I'm a hermaphrodite, although you aren't allowed to look
2) What is your age?
Sixteen, but I suppose I look a little older?
3) Do you want a hug?
Uhm, no thank you *ear twitch*
4) Do you have any bad habits?
You absolutely CANNOT know about those! They're embarrassing but medically nessacary for me to function properly.
5) What is your favorite food?
I'm not too picky, but I really enjoy bratwurst
6) What is your favourite ice cream flavor?
Any. I like sweets *smile*
7) Are you a virgin?
Y-yes. It's a very important thing to me, it can't just be anybody but I'm not picky on gender, nor do I have reason to be.
8) Have you killed anyone?
Never! I've seen people killed, it isn't pretty
9) Do you hate anyone?
No. I have people I wish didn't do things to harm me in the past, but I still don't hate them.
10) Do you have any secrets?
...I'm a huge nerd. I have a crush on Sherlock Holmes like nobodies business. There, I said it! >_<
Also, on Fridays, I become a dominatrix.
11) What is your favourite season?
Fall
12) Who are your best friends?
Friends? Uh...I, uhm, don't have any
13) What are your hobbies?
Read, study anatomy, doodle amongst other things.
14) What is your favorite drink?
Coffee and tea
15) When is your birthday?
November 17
16) What age did you die?
I'm not dead yet, but a little voice is telling me thirty nine
17) Are you nice or mean?
Very kind, very passive and sweet.
18) What do you think of your creator?
She's a bit obsessive, especially on the whole hermaphrodite bit. She's proud of me, I suppose, and says I need to become good friends with the other hermaphrodite, Faulty.
19) What is your weakness?
I really want people to understand that I don't take a label on gender, but it's difficult to explain that I'm both without showing them the two personalities of each gender. It's as if I have multiple identies, but both take the name Woden and I see myself as one whole instead of two halves. It gets confusing, then they just think I'm odd. I also don't think much of myself.
20) What do you do on a regular day basis?
Read, doodle, read some more, go for a run, read, take a bath, and eat at some point. Nothing particularly good.
21) Do you love someone?
Not yet.
22) Does that person love you back?
Maybe when I find that person, they will.
23) Do you like me?
It's been a few moments since we met, and you seem pretty kind, so I think so.
24) What do you consider fun in the day time?
Books.
25) At night?
...again, books. I really don't do anything. That's kind of depressing. Man, I need a life!
26) Do you like meatballs?
Sure.
27) Do you like Chef Boyardee's meatballs?
Never really ate them to know.
28) Are you gay?
I'm biologically bisexual, you know, being a hermaphrodite and all.
29) What is your place of origin?
I'm not really sure. I ran far away when I was a very small pup to avoid danger after the death of my parents.
30) Large or small family?
None, currently.
31) Who are your parents?
I never really knew their names, but they were born lycan much like myself. Red hair, thick and wavy, pale skin, bright eyes, and wolf ears like a Scottish Fold. I didn't inherit the ears, but I got everything else.
32) Do you have a phobia?
Cutting my hair.
33) Is this quiz over?
No...I still see some more questions on the page
34) Do you like cats?
I chase them sometimes.
35) Whats your lucky number?
Four?
36) Whats your favorite color?
Grey
37) What color are your eyes?
Green
38) What is your favorite type of music?
It's a mix. Anything from The Beatles to MCR. The White Stripes are my favourite, though.
39) Where do you want to be right now?
A huge library.
40) You just walked into a room with 2 people having sex what do you do?
Walk out of the room. Never speak of it to them.
41) What do you do for a living?
Exist. The government pays good money for redhead hermaphrodite born-lycans to just live.
42) You are in jail what do you do?
Steal a book or two
43) Wanna party with me?
No thank you. I don't much like crowds.
44) Now this interview is over.
Is it really? Well, alright then.
45) Bye!
Goodbye :3
Dear Dalek Buddy of Mine:
A) You need an icon to match mine
B) Were we even the same age in kindergarden, I would be your friend, however I was at best <1yr old at that point.
C)Remember, when people rant to death and you wanna strangle them to take a note out of the book of a certain well-known actor and tell them to
That is all, and remember that I- EXTERMINATE!
Lol, jk, you aren't dead until we're done having adventures. In a funny blue box. With rubbish apples.
B) Were we even the same age in kindergarden, I would be your friend, however I was at best <1yr old at that point.
C)Remember, when people rant to death and you wanna strangle them to take a note out of the book of a certain well-known actor and tell them to
That is all, and remember that I- EXTERMINATE!
Lol, jk, you aren't dead until we're done having adventures. In a funny blue box. With rubbish apples.
In Memoriam
I posted this to my dA a few months back, but today would have been his birthday. Deyerck would have been seventeen today, probably far taller than me and happy. I am going to leave all the typos and such as is because I believe in preserving the mood of the moment in which I wrote it, which also happened to be at five in the morning. Here it is:
It's been about six or seven summers, now that I think about it. I remember his parents having troubles, and his sweet little sister (Elizabeth? She liked to hand around me)who looked up to me and him and the other boy. I remember him being so excited, playing the same instrument as I and waiting to learn to play the peice I dreaded ("Can Can"). I remember him as being a very nice and polite little boy, probably too nice for comfort of those dreading what he may become later in life,as some insensitive people do about budding sexuality in young children. We all played together, watched Rugrats and played in a Spongebob themed room and ate chocolate cake.
He liked elephants. Could only get boxers for his, but he was perfectly happy with that. Everyone was.
That is how I might always remember him, the only way I can and from time to time lately do. Heck, why do you think I'm up at this time writing about it? I can't remember the exact day, but I know it was around now. I remember being speechless, only about ten years old and shocked. I went to a friend's house, one who I barely speak to or of but to this day have multi-threaded connections to through various others. That night, it was hard to sleep. She didn't go to the funeral, but I went and picked out a little dress outfit. It was black with roses and vines all over it, matching but opposite to the white and flowered coffin. The church had been packed, and I went with another close friend whom I have purposely lost contact with. We sat in the far back with her mom and attended the ceremony. The little casket remained closed. He'd drowned on a vacation, I remember, somebody turned away for a second and he was gone. The whole river had to be drained, and I think that maybe the reason I had been anxious these last few days or anytime I have to go through Oklahoma was because that's where it happened. I remember one child, who had ridden with the coffin, saying he was blue. Some things like that just tend to stick with me, unlike the balloons we released. I don't remember that colour, but I can remember the rhinestones on my shoes?
Well, I've been mulling this over more closely in the years following this event on and off, and for some reason TODAY of all days, it crosses my mind to write it all down. It isn't like I haven't had the conversations with those who remember, but the last time that occured was at least four or five years ago. Just a few days ago, it hit me that he would have been a Junior,most likely have gone to East because of who was there including myself, and been bubbly and bright. I wasn't as close to him as others, but I remember him most for the fact that in an awkward period of my life, in the quiet days of my childhood, he was a friend who I could play with and just enjoy his company. And of all the deaths I've experienced in my life (except for the near one of someone close to me-were that to happen, I might not ever be myself again), his was one that effected be because not only was his my first funeral, but it was the fact that he was so young, and not even in fifth grade yet. Not even a second year violist. Not even a chance to prove his talents that could have arose in theatre or choir. His was the death that effected me most because of the sheer fact that were he here today, I would most likely point him out as someone I knew, and be very proud of whatever he did. Death is a funny concept for me to try to ponder, and I guess I do far to often for my own comfort. I dunno, it's just something I thought of while half tired and too wonderous of mind.
R.I.P. Dereyk Williams (I apologize if I have mispelled your name, but I seem to be rather bad at that. The last time I wrote it was just after I heard the news, but I am proud to remember it at all with such a fleeting mind)
It's been about six or seven summers, now that I think about it. I remember his parents having troubles, and his sweet little sister (Elizabeth? She liked to hand around me)who looked up to me and him and the other boy. I remember him being so excited, playing the same instrument as I and waiting to learn to play the peice I dreaded ("Can Can"). I remember him as being a very nice and polite little boy, probably too nice for comfort of those dreading what he may become later in life,as some insensitive people do about budding sexuality in young children. We all played together, watched Rugrats and played in a Spongebob themed room and ate chocolate cake.
He liked elephants. Could only get boxers for his, but he was perfectly happy with that. Everyone was.
That is how I might always remember him, the only way I can and from time to time lately do. Heck, why do you think I'm up at this time writing about it? I can't remember the exact day, but I know it was around now. I remember being speechless, only about ten years old and shocked. I went to a friend's house, one who I barely speak to or of but to this day have multi-threaded connections to through various others. That night, it was hard to sleep. She didn't go to the funeral, but I went and picked out a little dress outfit. It was black with roses and vines all over it, matching but opposite to the white and flowered coffin. The church had been packed, and I went with another close friend whom I have purposely lost contact with. We sat in the far back with her mom and attended the ceremony. The little casket remained closed. He'd drowned on a vacation, I remember, somebody turned away for a second and he was gone. The whole river had to be drained, and I think that maybe the reason I had been anxious these last few days or anytime I have to go through Oklahoma was because that's where it happened. I remember one child, who had ridden with the coffin, saying he was blue. Some things like that just tend to stick with me, unlike the balloons we released. I don't remember that colour, but I can remember the rhinestones on my shoes?
Well, I've been mulling this over more closely in the years following this event on and off, and for some reason TODAY of all days, it crosses my mind to write it all down. It isn't like I haven't had the conversations with those who remember, but the last time that occured was at least four or five years ago. Just a few days ago, it hit me that he would have been a Junior,most likely have gone to East because of who was there including myself, and been bubbly and bright. I wasn't as close to him as others, but I remember him most for the fact that in an awkward period of my life, in the quiet days of my childhood, he was a friend who I could play with and just enjoy his company. And of all the deaths I've experienced in my life (except for the near one of someone close to me-were that to happen, I might not ever be myself again), his was one that effected be because not only was his my first funeral, but it was the fact that he was so young, and not even in fifth grade yet. Not even a second year violist. Not even a chance to prove his talents that could have arose in theatre or choir. His was the death that effected me most because of the sheer fact that were he here today, I would most likely point him out as someone I knew, and be very proud of whatever he did. Death is a funny concept for me to try to ponder, and I guess I do far to often for my own comfort. I dunno, it's just something I thought of while half tired and too wonderous of mind.
R.I.P. Dereyk Williams (I apologize if I have mispelled your name, but I seem to be rather bad at that. The last time I wrote it was just after I heard the news, but I am proud to remember it at all with such a fleeting mind)
ASDFGHJKL SHERLOOOOOCK
I am ABSOLUTELY in love with BBC Sherlock. I remember learning of it from 
feriowind's artwork while browsing deviantart one day this summer, and the rest is history. Generally, I've always had a small like for Sherlock Holmes and I remember reading the plays in middle school at least once a year along with seeing the movie with my dad in an awesome theatre, but this series has by far been my favourite. I love the casting (I'm buying Martin Freeman-no buts about it), the writing, even the not at all subtle hints at Sherlock/John throughout the series. Some of the camera angles bother me a bit, as does the fact that it's only three bloody episodes long, but it's getting more next year so I guess I will survive.
The best part, though...
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OCTOBER 24TH IS THE PREMIRE STATESIDE-whoa wtf just happened? My Sherlock shimeji thing just cloned and hugged itself...now John too? Guys, I really can't see the screen-
Bloody hell, who cares, the little buggers are cute.
-anyhow, on top of the airings here, Hetalia Day is that day as well, so it makes things twice as good. I'm looking totally forward to that.
I'll try to get my newest FRussia up. Gotta go drink some water, I'm giving blood Monday.
feriowind's artwork while browsing deviantart one day this summer, and the rest is history. Generally, I've always had a small like for Sherlock Holmes and I remember reading the plays in middle school at least once a year along with seeing the movie with my dad in an awesome theatre, but this series has by far been my favourite. I love the casting (I'm buying Martin Freeman-no buts about it), the writing, even the not at all subtle hints at Sherlock/John throughout the series. Some of the camera angles bother me a bit, as does the fact that it's only three bloody episodes long, but it's getting more next year so I guess I will survive.The best part, though...
...and this is key...
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OCTOBER 24TH IS THE PREMIRE STATESIDE-whoa wtf just happened? My Sherlock shimeji thing just cloned and hugged itself...now John too? Guys, I really can't see the screen-
Bloody hell, who cares, the little buggers are cute.
-anyhow, on top of the airings here, Hetalia Day is that day as well, so it makes things twice as good. I'm looking totally forward to that.
I'll try to get my newest FRussia up. Gotta go drink some water, I'm giving blood Monday.
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Fanfic Meme
Finally!
I've been working on a RussiAmerica fluff fic for the last month or so based on a small inspiration and some at the time current events. About halfway through, I was stuck on what to do with it and dropped it for about a month, but after watching a little more reference material and a good mood thanks to another fic I posted recently, I sat down and typed it up. What this made me realize though is that I should probably hand write it out next time, because when I type, the finished product never seems to be that long *sigh*
Anyhow, I'm a little fond of this drabble as it was my first time even attempting to write the pairing, so please excuse if they aren't as "Alfred" and "Ivan" as they were in Check(ed) Out (which might get a sequel if enough people are interested. I'm really glad it's been so well liked for only a day!)
Title: Animated
Author: ampfox_ang/kleptowerewolf/me
Characters: Russia (Ivan), America (Alfred), various characters of various Soviet cartoons
Pairings: Russia/America
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Warnings: fluff, human names, very post-Cold War tension!, slander against one of the cutest characters to ever exist in the world
Summary: With their bosses getting on good terms, Ivan and Alfred decide to have a day of relaxation with some old cartoons and Coke. Present day
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I write drabbles. They're nice and all, but sometimes I loose focus or drive and never finish. This one will finish soon, once I mix Winnie and Vinnie. Just to say, I love Soviet cartoons. This is just a snippit.
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