Hello All! My name is Sae.

Female.

I love yaoi and anime. Although I do have to admit I love angst. I'm just sadistic that way I guess but over all I'm a really nice person. My stories usually contain Abuse, Rape, Anorexia, and Self Harm. You have been warned.

If you're on my profile then you like stories like mine. Read this important notice :

As a writer I like the idea that I can spread my artistic skills willingly and have others read without judgement. I like the thought of freedom of speech to express my writing unrestrained. I'm against Fanfiction's enforcement to control what we write. I thought when signing up for this site that Fanfiction too believed in the dream to express artistic writing of all kinds. If you don't like certain things then don't read it. That had always been the unspoken rule. Sure, I can always use another site, but at the same time give up my loyalty to this one. Eventually in doing so this wonderful site won't be as popular as it use to be. I am NOT against MA rated stories. If you're not either and don't want to see such well produced stories gone pass on the word and sign this petition : http:///petitions/fanfiction-net-stop-the-destruction-of-fanfiction-net

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My Naruto favorite pairings:

NejiGaa (Always Comes First)

SasuNaru / NaruSasu

ItaNaru

ItaHaku

ItaSai

ItaSasu

SasoDei / DeiSaso

KakaSasu

KakaIta

ZabuHaku (Sometimes)

(Other pairings are okay which I use in my stories but these are the ones I look forward to the most.)

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Next Stories To Be Posted...

Revised : 02/19/14

Broken Behearted : Gaara is a socially awkward teen with a religious abusive father that's convince Gaara is possessed. In the beginning he was wrong but through the torment and the pain that all changed. A demon starts taking over Gaara, making him mentally unstable but Neji, a priest, is there to save Gaara. Be his savior, angel, and love. But wait...Isn't Homosexuality a sin? [NejiGaa : SasuNaru]

Date of Release : I have decided to release this story after I have finished The Undefine, that way I can give it my complete attention.

Pixie Sand :Gaara, detached from his dysfunctional family, isolates himself and dwells in the art of magic. When he starts a new school Neji takes an interest in the boy, but dark love-doesn't-exist Gaara gives him the cold shoulder. Neji doesn't yield though and soon Gaara's cold shoulder begins to melt; however, Gaara's magic, which he thought was just an innocent hobby, turns out to be not as innocent as he thought.

Date of Release :12/30/2014 [ Sooner or later; depending on my mood.]

Current story : The Undefine : In progress.

Next Chapter Release : [ The Panda and The Owl ] 1/30/2016

Coming Soon...

Sweet Tooth : Itachi is an upper-class, well-known CEO of the Uchiha Corporation even so that doesn't mean he wasn't one for sweets. Haku is an orphan who lives with his abusive boyfriend Zabuza and works at a bakery. When Itachi spots Haku in the window it's love at first sight. But Haku doesn't let go of Zabuza so easily however when he does, Zabuza doesn't, having his own addiction to someone sweet. [ItaHaku : SasuNaru : NejiGaa]

Catching a Fallen Angel: Haku's a boy with a weak heart, but doesn't have the money to always pay for his medication. He works a low paying job but because he's always sick he doesn't get a lot of money so he does the only thing he can for extra cash ; prostitution. One night, while heading home from visiting a client Haku's heart goes into a fit from too much stress, but luckily Itachi, a doctor, was there to help the poor boy. Since that day Haku's life had never been the same, but what happens when Haku's side job, which Itachi never knew about, catches up to him? [ItaHaku : SasuNaru : NejiGaa]

Footprints in the Sand : Neji's an Anthropologist in a rain forest in Japan, during his research he sees bare footprints in the dirt and sand that shouldn't be there. Following them, Neji finds more than he thought he would, a feral red haired boy with only one thing to his name; a bracelet that gives one name. The name : Gaara. [NejiGaa : SasuNaru]

Animalistic Nature : Sasuke's a new scientist that joins the research of Orochimaru. The research is the experiment of joining animal DNA with human DNA. They experiment on a young unknown teen named Naruto. Sasuke was always wary of the experiment, but in the process grown closer to Naruto. When he finally had enough of seeing the blond suffer Sasuke runs away with Naruto in hopes of a better life, but a snake never releases its escaping prey until its dead. [SasuNaru : NejiGaa]

A little message here or there to tell me you're still waiting for my stories and how much you really like them couldn't hurt. I've been depressed lately, losing my spunk so a sweet comment could really lift my spirits. Maybe even help me finish the chapters I'm working on.

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Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile.

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(='.'=) This is Bunny. Put him on your profile to help him achieve World
(")_(") Domination and come join the Dark Side! We have YAOI!

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!!! Please read this:

This is a true story. All schools have a class clown, someone that gets on everyones nerves and that no one likes. There was one of these boys in this one school. Nobody liked him at all. He had no friends, the teachers hated him for his disruptiveness, and the students found him annoying beyond belief. He never seemed to care. One day, he had finally stepped on his teachers last nerve. What the teacher did was make everyone in the class stand up and tell the boy something they didn't like about him. As each of the thirty students stood up and said something about him they didn't like, he only sat and didn't seem to mind. All of the students did it.

That day, when school was out, the boy went home, grabbed his dads gun, and shot himself in the head.

If you think that the teacher was to blame, and that what she did was morally wrong and completely shameful, copy and paste this into your profile. Then, if you would have been the one to stand up and say "I'm not going to do this" then add your username to the list.
Antire5, EmoWolves of Shadow, Killercat-nya, Juura99, GothicLolita33, Sae Ayameko.

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If you could read that put it in your profile!

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A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won't repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

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please post if you believe that gay marriage should be legalized where it is not yet.

1) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, liposuction and air conditioning.

2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Brittany Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.

6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.

7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.

8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America. (Take that Fred Phelps!)

9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans. Re-post this if you believe in legalizing gay marriage.

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You're a 90's kid if:

You can finish this 'ice ice _'
You remember watching Doug, Ren & Stimpy, Pinky and the Brain, Bobby's World, Felix the cat, The Tick...AAAAAAAH Real Monsters!
You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"
You just cant resist finishing this . . . "Iiiiiiin west philidelphia born and raised . . ."
You remember TGIF, Step by Step, Family Matters, Dinosaurs, and Boy Meets World.
You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.
You remember reading "Goosebumps"
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence . . . not
If you remember seeing hot tub bubbles make bubbly sounds before every music video on VH1.
when everything was settled by rock paper scissors..or bubble gum bubble gum in a dish...eeny meeny miney mo...and even better daddy had a donkey inky binky bonky.
You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record your FAVORITE song of ALL time.
"Where in the World is Carmen San Diego?" was both a game AND a TV game show.
Captain Planet. He's a Hero.
You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green ranger, were meant to be together.
You remember when Super Nintendos and Sega Genisis became popular.
You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny.
You remember watching Home Alone 1, 2 , and 3 . . . and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"
You remember watching The Magic School Bus, Wishbone, and Reading Rainbow on PBS.
You remember when Yo-Yos were cool.
You remember those Where's Waldo books.
You remember eating Warheads.
You remember watching the 1st Batman, Aladdin, Ninja Turtles, and 3 Ninjas movies.
You remember Ring Pops.
You remember drinking Surge, and Tang.
If you remember when every thing was "da BOMB!"
When they made the new lunchables so that you could make pizza AND tacos.
You remember boom boxes vs. cd players.
Making those little paper cootie-catcher things, and then predicting your life with them.
You played and/or collected "Pogs"

You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet, or Nano and brought it everywhere.

. . . Furbies

You haven't always had a computer, and it was cool to have the internet.
And Windows 95 was the best.
You watched the original cartoons of Rugrats, Power Rangers, and Ninja Turtles.
Michael Jordan was a king.
All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.
You remember when the new Beanie Babies and Talking Elmo were always sold out.
You collected those Beanie Babies.
Carebears

Lambchop's song never ended.
The old dollar bills.
Silver dollars, which were cool to have.
You remember a time before the WB.
You collected all the Troll dolls
If you even know what an original walkman is.
You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"
You know the Macarena by heart.
"Talk to the hand" . . . nough said
You always said, "Then why don't you marry it?!"
You remember trying to collect all 150 original pokemon cards but never could and if you did you thought you were all that!
You remember Highlight's magazine.
You went to McDonald's to play in the playplace.
You remember playing on merry go rounds at the playground.
Before the MySpace frenzy . . .
Before the Internet & text messaging . . .
Before Sidekicks & iPods . . .
Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX . . .
Before Spongebob . . .
Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.
When light up sneakers were cool.
When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.
When gas was 0.95 a gallon & Caller ID was The new thing.
When we recorded stuff on VCRs.
When gameboy was a brick.
You did MASH to figure out your future
Way back.
Before we realized all this would eventually disappear.
Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!
Post this in your profile if you remember these days . . . .
or if you smiled at one of these things.

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You know you live in 2007 when...

1.) You accidentaly enter your password on a microwave.

2.) You haven't played solitare with real cards for years.

3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they dont have a screenname or myspace.

4.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV.

6.) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.

7.) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.

8.) As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.

9.) And you were too busy to notice number 5.

10.) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.

11.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.

12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did.

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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 didn’t 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.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

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OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

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Controversial Issues:
1) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, liposuction and air conditioning.
2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.
3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.
4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.
5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.
6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.
7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.
8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.
9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.
10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans...
Re-post this if you believe in legalizing gay marriage

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And now an ode to yaoi:

If yaoi were vodka
And I were a duck
I'd swim to the bottom
And drink my way up
But Yaoi ain't vodka
And I ain't a duck
So give me some yaoi
And shut the fuck up

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Matt and Mello are NOT DEAD.

A report by a fellow DN fan.

After researching the rules of the Death Note once again, I stumbled upon one that could help prove the fact that Matt and Mello did not die on their canon death day. The rule is:

'If writing the same name on more than two Death Notes is completed within 0.06 seconds, it is regarded as simultaneous; the Death Note will not take effect and the individual written will not die.'

as found in How to Use: XV. This is the theory that I formulated:

As Mello's death approaches, Sidoh is watching from the sidelines. He sees the date above Mello's head and realizes that the blond has very little time left. So, as he watches Mello drive the truck to Nagano, Sidoh travels to the human world, takes out his Notebook, and writes Mello's real name down. Sidoh is doing this because since Mello has at one point owned his Death Note, Mello can be considered as an owner of the Death Note. Since another rule states that the only god of death that can kill the owner of the Notebook is the one who gave their Notebook up in the first place, Sidoh thinks that it's his responsibility to end Mello's life(as Ryuk does to Light later on in the book).

At the same time Sidoh is just finishing writing 'Mihael Keehl,' Takada is also hurrying to write Mello's name in the scrap of the Notebook. The two finish writing the 'l' at exactly the same time, causing the first mentioned rule to take place.

Meanwhile, Mello is fully expecting to be killed by Takada. He becomes confused when it takes longer than it should, then realizes that something must have gone wrong. Excited that he may continue to live, Mello fakes his death, purposely crashing the truck into Nagano. Knowing Light would want to erase any evidence, Mello quickly escapes and manages to get away while the church burns in the distance.

He finds a way to get back to where he the kidnapping had first taken place, following the route that Matt was supposed to take. When he reaches the clearing where Matt's car is at, riddled with bullet holes, he rushes to the redhead. A quick check at the redhead's pulse assures him that Matt is still alive, merely acting as if he had been shot down, whereas he'd actually been wearing a bullet proof vest. The blood stains are from his arms, which were unprotected by the vest and hit by three bullets, since most of the bodyguards had been aiming for his chest. The blood soaks nearly his entire outer vest, making it appear as if he'd been shot in the chest.

Mello picks Matt up and rushes to the nearest hospital where the hacker can be fixed up.

In the safe confines of a new apartment somewhere secluded, the two, both alive, watch as Kira is finally put to an end by Near.

Copy and paste this report to your profile if you KNOW that Matt and Mello are not dead, but living together, finally able to love each other properly without the worry of dying. Well, then again, there's Matt's cigarettes, but...he quit! SO YEAH.

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Opinionated Dislikes & Likes Of fanfiction and original stories :

The following is strictly my opinion and is no way meant to be towards anyone specific. It also is not meant to cause an argument. I created this section to express myself about writing. As I am entitled to my opinion, I do not mind hearing other perspectives. It may not change my view, but I always have an open ear. The discussion of writing is just another method for me to better myself and hopefully others as well. Again, this is strictly my opinion and I am not intending to rant, insult, or bash anyone.

Dislike : Text talk for writing. If you're going to write something it should be fun; true. Yet that doesn't mean you shouldn't try at it. The lack of punctuation and spelling for your piece is inexcusable. It shows a lack of care for what you're actually doing. If you don't have any sort of passion for it, why are you even pursuing it?

Dislike : This : *Sighs* *Blinks* *Hums* *ECT*. This is more of a personal pet peeve. If the rest of your story is accurately detailed, why are you portraying a character's action this way? Or even at all? I understand sighs can be thought of as a sound and the asterisk can give further detail that this sound is being made. This action however, does not flow well in writing.

Like : HopefulNew Writers. Does this even need to be explained? There is always a time that everyone was new at something. When new writers come along, it's always nostalgic to me. I like when new writers ask for advice, opinion, or consideration. I like seeing the determination and ambition in new writers to get better at something they love. That sort of thing motivates me to do better. Then the cycle continues and writing becomes an outstanding passion.

Like : Updates. Who doesn't? I know I don't update often, but at least I update. It makes me happy when someone updates a story that hadn't been update for a very long time. That's because they haven't given up and are loyal to their passion. No matter how long it takes them, they keep trying. That's what matters to me.

Dislike : As a reference from the previous like : No update with no explanation. Everyone has their own lives to live, but it's painful when such a good story isn't updated for a year or two and there's no explanation as to why. If you're abandoning your stories and giving up on finishing them, say something! If you're going to take awhile to update, say something! Don't leave me here agonizingly waiting for an update that might not ever happen. It hurts!

Dislike : Mary-Sues, Self - Insert, and Poor OC Insertion. You know at times, this isn't a bad thing, but most of the time, it is. If there is one thing I HATE it's when someone adopts a story already written and inserts their own OC that does not work with the original flow of the story. There is nothing okay with changing the whole concept of the story by putting your OC, fifty chapters into the story later, as one of the main characters. I understand that as a part of the adoption, you're trying to make the story your's, but the thing about it, it wasn't originally your's. If you have any respect for the author and/or story, you would not try to change what or whom it is about. Otherwise, you shouldn't have adopted the story in the first place. Don't even get me started on Mary-Sues or their male counterpart. Self-Insertions can only work if you understand what you're doing. It's like a bomb. Either you cut the red wire and everything goes to hell or you cut the blue wire and your ass - and everyone else reading your story ass - is saved from utter ridiculousness.

Like : Constructive Criticism. The first story I ever written and posted to fiction press [Velvet Skin] was poorly done. I was a new writer and I didn't have confidence in my skills. This was because, on a different writing website, I never received any type of feed back. Compared to the other people stories they posted, mine was a disappointment. I decided to try again, this time here. When I posted it, I received the best constructive criticism, from there, my writing only got better. I noticed a difference and it motivated me even further. Constructive criticism can be seen as hurtful, but if you take in other peoples' opinion, see it from their perspectives, and own up to your mistakes, it's not that bad. Of course, some people can be a little harsh about it. That sort of thing, is meant to be advice to help you get better. I've been on this site for about five years now, compared to my first story, I see a major difference. I'm still improving of course, but I always will and a little advice can still go a long way.

More to be added later.

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