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  I have recently come to the correct assumption that the best people have the worst luck, and in a case such as my niece’s, that is more than true, because as a girl that deserved the world, what she got was a witch of a mother that only cared about her job.

  Colette was an average woman when you first looked at her. She was of normal height, French, with brown eyes and dark hair that was cut just below her chin. She was a friend of my maid, Hannah, and was very skilled with cooking, especially with delicacies that I would eat. I guess you could say she looked like an Average Joe that had some not-so-average abilities in the kitchen. And no, before you ask, that is not a sexist comment. She actually worked as a chef in a restaurant with her now ex-husband, who I straight up still want to murder.

  (And yes once again you are stuck with me as your narrator, so HA.)

  I did my part with helping Colette and Olive make ends meet. Colette, after getting pregnant by her boyfriend’s child, was thrown out and fired by her ex-husband. She obviously wouldn’t make a living anywhere else, because in the restaurant she worked at, the star chef was actually a rat. Yes, a rat, I am not kidding here. Would you like to see the pictures? Didn’t think so. So I decided I would give her a live-in job at my manor. She’d be my cook, not necessarily a servant, but she’d just cook my meals and then go on with life inside the manor as she would anywhere else.

  Olive was a complete joy. I first met her as a little girl, from the moment she went to live in my manor along with her mother. I never suspected that I would end up taking care of her as if she were my own daughter, earning the title ‘Uncle Al.’ But right now, this story isn’t much about our relationship as it is about her mother. Her mother is important, as much I hate to admit it now. But then again, I guess you could say this is as much our story as it is Colette’s. Oh, cute, you think Colette’s the hero. Well, you thought wrong, my dear.

  Olive grew up to be a beautiful young girl, retaining that sweetness that seemed to follow her around wherever she went. Although, she did not have it easy in her life. First of all, her father was her dance instructor, and he pushed the poor girl to the edge. Second, she was constantly bullied by the teenagers and classmates who were jealous of her, constantly antagonizing her like this was a bad Disney Channel original movie. Oh, yeah, I went there.

  The worst thing that happened to Olive was no contest: her bulimia and anorexia was a disease, a burden, and a ghost that followed her around, picking at her and putting thoughts into her mind that weren’t true. As her uncle, a bipolar one at that, this angered me to the brim. It wasn’t her fault, it was those who picked on her and treated her like she was absolute “fat” trash. My niece was underweight, a dancer, and ate just enough to puke back up at the end of the day. I tried to help, but as you know, I am famous for having a temper that could put Ray Leota to shame. I never, EVER got angry at her, though. Who I was angry at was her douchebag of a boyfriend.

  As a girl with an eating disorder normally would, Olive exercised endlessly, to no rest. She went to the gym almost every day, drank the minimal amount of water she needed, and sometimes, we even caught her playing different exercise games in the living room, some of which were meant for burning calories and body fat. However, her boyfriend decided to kick it up a notch with the exercising. Sexual intercourse was now a normal activity of theirs, and I couldn’t stand it. The idea of Olive getting pregnant of age fourteen terrified me to the core.

  But then the universe rested at peace, the planets aligned, and the clouds formed a giant middle finger while a choir of angels sang, “Fuck you, Alois Trancy.”

  Olive did indeed get pregnant, at fourteen, with her little son, Wesley Spelling, that would later become another large asset and part of my life, just like his mother and grandmother. You couldn’t believe how furious I was when she told me the news. I was half-tempted to walk down to Jack’s house with the shotgun, and the moment he opened the door, shoot him straight through his thick head. But, of course, despite my rage, I listened to my niece’s protests, and after all, stress like this was not good for the little shit that was growing inside of her. I’d have to put all of my petty emotions to the side, for a whole nine months, and focus on her.

  And then Colette found out.

  We first thought she’d be fine with it, and for a while, it seemed like that. Colette wasn’t the best mother, often being more concerned with her own life than her daughter’s. We understood that she had a life to herself, and she should be allowed to be happy, but instead, she ignored her daughter’s entire existence like she was just another stranger. In truth, it was almost like Hannah and I were her parents. It’s pretty much what Olive had grown accustomed to, even though we were a bunch of freaks and were no better than the Noah’s Ark Circus.

  I woke up from my nap to the sound of screaming in the entrance hall to my manor. There are two stairwells that lead to the main hall of my home, right from the door, to give it that elegant look. My room is two floors up from that stairwell. I could hear their yelling, and I did not like it. I recognized Colette’s French accent instantly, Olive’s shrill voice also being one like no other. Throwing on a t-shirt and pulling back my hair in a scruffy ponytail, I yawned, walking downstairs and hoping the commotion wasn’t as bad as I hoped.

  I think we’ve already established that apparently this world hates my very being?

  Colette and Olive were screaming at eachother words that I could not exactly comprehend. Their mouths were flying at a mile a minute, and inside, I swear I could feel my brain explode from the utter chaos. Well, I was already grumpy, since this is what interrupted my nap, and I do not like it when that happens because I act like I need a Snickers. “EVERYBODY QUIET!” I found myself shrieking, gripping my messy blonde locks and almost threatening to rip them out of my scalp. Olive looked over, blinking with tears in her eyes. Colette, with a cold glare, also looked in my direction, but then slight softened.

  “Alois!” She walked over to my side, begging. “Please tell Olive that I’m doing the right thing! Please!’ I scratched my head, utterly confused at was going on. Okay, so I walked in the midst of a mother-daughter fight, I knew that. They were now apparently fighting about something that Colette was going to do? Judging by the suitcases and bags that lay by the front door, I could infer what was going to happen. “Where are you going?” I then suddenly asked, hands removed from my head and now folded across my chest. Colette gulped, straightening herself. “I quit.” She then placed a rolled up apron into my palm, half-smiling.

  I blinked, once again, raising an eyebrow and slightly craning my neck forward. I was currently the reason why Colette had been living such a blessed life. They had food on the table, both comfortable beds to sleep in, and as much money as they wanted to go to Disney World for the rest of their lives! Now the woman was throwing that away?! “But why?!” I found myself asking, thoughts drifting from my mouth.

  Colette suddenly grinned. “I am moving back to Paris to go back into the field of cooking. I love you, dearly, but I am going to pursue my dream.” She then explained, her proud look almost sickening and kind of like another middle finger to my face. Olive sniffled, tears streaming down her lovely face as she rubbed her swollen stomach. “B-But Mom…” The girl protested, choking out her words. She looked pitiful, judging by her puffy red eyes and her hair messy. It looked like she had gotten out of bed, in a peaceful slumber like me, just for this, and to be honest, I hated it. I hated seeing her in such a state.

  “Olive, I’ve had enough of it!” Colette then suddenly barked, making both me and her daughter flinch. I had only seen the woman raise her tone like that a few times, and every single time, it was towards her daughter. Colette did not deserve the ‘Mother of the Year’ award, or at least in my eyes. Well, the whole world could actually see that, I won’t sugarcoat it. “I cannot let you get in the way of my dreams and aspirations anymore! Don’t you even care about your own mother?!” Colette then once again yelled. Olive’s bottom lip quivered. “Mom…I need you to help me with-“ “What, the baby?! The thing you’re going to burden this family with? He was a MISTAKE. Either get an abortion or hand that over to the father, and you won’t have to sacrifice your love for a child like I had to!”

  I could not believe what I was hearing. First of all, Colette was being cruel to her daughter, and that sickened me so much that I could have ended up hurling all over the floor. Second of all, Olive was in the right here. She was pregnant at fourteen, she wasn’t ready to be a parent, so she needed her actual mother to stop thinking of herself for a while and actually help her. All of Olive’s life, Colette had handed the child over to Hannah and I for help. Neither of us were parents. We didn’t know how to take care of a newborn, but Colette did. Now the Frenchwoman was walking out on her child, and I wasn’t going to have it.

  “Colette, for once in your life, PLEASE listen to your daughter!” I quickly snapped, my patience for the woman coming to an end. The woman’s mouth dropped open, as if she shouldn’t have been expecting the retaliation on my end. Instead, she turned her head around and said, “You made this mess. Do not put it on ME to clean up for your lack of responsibility! You have to stop being sheltered your whole life and actually take initiative!” “Mom, I need your-“ “NOT ANOTHER WORD!”

  I gritted my teeth. I was holding back all of my might not to slap this woman, because that was wrong and I knew it. But I swear, I wanted to lay my hand across her face for how she was treating the teenager, and the next hurtful thing that came out her mouth, I don’t know how I would be able to hold my anger back.

  “Listen, it is not Jack’s fault that you’re pregnant. You gave him consent, you didn’t take the pill, so this is why you have a little monster bloating up your stomach. Now I am going to live my life as planned, I do not want to hear another word from you from now until I leave.”

  Olive opened her mouth to speak, but Colette glared at her with a look that could kill. I wanted to cry just by seeing it myself. “I never want to see your face again, because you are lying, fat, slutty little girl that cannot carry your own weight, and you’re the very reason I had to give up everything from my relationship with Linguini to the job that I loved to pieces.” She moved to walk out the door, when suddenly, my maid stepped behind me, asking, “What is going on?” Poor Hannah, she had no idea what had just went on.

  Colette turned her head, glaring at us both. “I’m going to expect my daughter to be put in a foster home or orphanage, because you both shouldn’t have to be troubled with her at all. You don’t deserve that. Now good day.” She slammed the door, and I saw the life from Olive’s eyes crash and sink like the Titanic.

  “Now, now, child, don’t cry…” Hannah ushered, helping the girl so she didn’t collapse in a mess of sobs. I felt my own heart burn at what was going on. What Colette said wasn’t true at all. Jack didn’t slip a condom on his dingaling whenever they boom-shacka-lacka’d,  so Olive was pregnant and Colette looked utterly stupid. Right now, I hated her, and I hated that boy. Both of them were now no longer welcome into my home.

  “She abandoned me…” Wept Olive, holding her face. “She abandoned me and she only told the truth.”

  “Your mother only said lies, Olive, because she’s a lying bitch and you shouldn’t be cursed with somebody as selfish as her. You know that.” I then stated, crossing my arms once again and watching Colette enter a taxi. I then shook my head and knelt down beside the girl as well.

  “We’re not going to put you anywhere but here. You’re going to get a good education, we’ll help you with the baby, and this is going to be a team effort for all of us. You are in a time of need, so if Colette’s not going to stand by you, we are.” I rubbed her back, gently, hoping to soothe the ravenette beauty by my side. Olive looked up at me with those shattered eyes, and inside, I felt everything that made me whole turn into teeny, tiny pieces.

 “You really mean that?” She sniffled.

  I nodded. “Of course, and if your mother ever shows up again, I am personally putting my foot up her ass.”
Cursed
My part of the art trade with the wonderful Minniemora, AKA Olive-Trancy!

She asked for a story about Olive and her mother, Colette, from Disney's Ratatouille, and a certain situation that involved Colette abandoning her daughter.

So I decided to jump into the shoes of my favorite blonde little shit, and here we are!

Olive (c) Minniemora 
Alois Trancy and Hannah Annafellows (c) Yana Toboso
Colette Tatou (c) Disney
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She was an adorable little girl, with thick black-brunette hair that fell down her back and beautiful hazel eyes that would make even the most beautiful supermodel jealous. Innocence was just a key factor in her personality, determination and love classified as a part of her DNA. She loved to dance, almost never being seen without a spring in her step, and even though her story wasn't a very happy one, well, I still loved her.

Ew, not in that way, she's my niece, that would be incest, no. No. No. No. No.

Olive was kind of like my daughter, in a way. Her upbringing wasn't very pleasant at all. First, her mother used to be my cook, up until her restaurant took off and she went back to work in France. Don't even ask about the father, that dickhead is still on my shit list.

Ever since she was little, I've always been "Uncle Al." To be honest, I'd punch anyone else in the face if they referred to be as only 'Al.' It's Alois, you twits, get it right! AL. O. IS. Strangely, though, when she says it, it makes me feel like that I still will be the only Al she has in her life. Sure, there's Alfred F. Jones, but she has never referred to him as Al. I will always be Al. I wouldn't want it any other way.

She was an adorable little toddler that grew up to be a wonderful woman, and her life in those moments were just bliss.

Although...the teenage years were rather rough on her. She was a girl who was used to the feeling of abandonment, and had found solace in the arms of a male from New York by the name of Jack Spelling. I, for once, had no idea what she had been doing with this boy, but I made it clear that I did not care for him. At all.

I did not trust him with my adorable little Olive. He verbally abused her, sometimes he got violent with her, and even though he was against her bulimia, I had a feeling he was doing more harm than good.

I knew he was bad news, oh, trust me, there were red flags everywhere. However, Olive, with her naivety and innocence, refused to believe her old Uncle Al.

And then there was that day when everything spun into the wrong direction.

"Uncle Al..." Olive stated, walking into my room with a teary look in her eyes. I looked over in shock, standing up immediately. "Olive, dear?" I asked, taking slow footsteps to approach her. My beautiful niece stared up at me with that green gaze, and I knew that whatever this was about, it was urgent.

"I need to talk you about something." She stated, delicately guiding my hand to the sofa in my room. She sat down, my movements copying hers, and she couldn't meet my gaze. This really hurt.

I sighed, tilting her chin up so our eyes could connect. "Olive." I sternly informed, although my voice was a perfect balance between gentle and firm. "You know that you can tell me anything you wish. What's going on?"

The girl sighed, rubbing her arm and looking away once again. "I'm afraid you're going to get angry..." I had never once laid a hand on my niece. Never. Although, it was a known fact that I was severely bipolar, and if she said anything that could make me get angry, I'd throw a fit and probably walk out the door, not without stopping to scream into a few pillows. Then Ciel would have to try his hardest to comfort me, even though the man barely shows enough emotion himself. He's like a walking statue.

"Uncle Al...if I tell you this, you have to promise me you won't get angry at me...and Jack."

Okay, that was a promise I couldn't keep. Do I have to go into the whole Jack monlogue again? I'm not going to. No. No. No.

"It's okay, Olive..." I hesitantly said to her. "Please, tell me everything you have on your mind."

The girl paused before taking a deep breath and looking up at me with those beautiful green eyes.

"I'm pregnant."

What.

WHAT.

WHAT?

WHAAAAT?

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!

"P-Pregnant?!" I exclaimed, my hands immediately flying to my platinum blond locks. "Oh my god. Ohmygod she's pregnant. That THING got her pregnant. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit FUCKING SHIT ohmygod what the fuck have they been DOING?! No. No. That fucking asshole has deflowered my beautiful-"

Olive sighed as she watched me pace around the room while muttering incoherently to myself.

"Uncle Al... Please..." She said, walking up to me and caressing my face. "I..I just..."

I tried to calm myself, huffing and puffing so much as I could blow this whole house down brick by bloody brick.

"I'm going to murder that boy." I seethed, grabbing my white trenchcoat and making my way towards the stairs. Quickly stepping down, the snow colored fabric flowed behind me.

"Uncle Al! Wait!" The girl pleaded, running after me quickly as I took out a long, sleek rifle. I was almost out the door when she grabbed my leg and forced me to stop.

I looked down at her, shock covering my pale face. "What the hell, Olive?!" I exclaimed, and she looked up with her eyes red and puffy from crying.

"Please..." She begged. "Please don't hurt him... I love him, Uncle Al..."

Olive looked up at me with those beautiful green eyes, the ones that could enchant anyone who looked into them. I then knelt down, sighing.

"Olive..." I began. "How could you be so reckless? Here you are, pregnant at fourteen. Did you even know the consequences of your actions?"

She then sighed, nodding. "I just...didn't think it would happen..."

"Well it did." I then stated, standing up and helping the girl to her feet. "Come along." I put away the rifle and grabbed my niece's jacket, holding it out for her.

"W-What are we doing?"

"Shopping. There's going to be a baby in this house, right?"

TAGGY

Mon Aug 4, 2014, 3:26 PM


I have been tagged. Thank you, :iconninjaskillz99:. THANK YOU. Levidoingthething(But in all seriousness thank you I like doing these <3)
 
-You must post these rules.

-Each person must share 10 things about them.

-Answer the 10 questions asked to you, and invent 10 new questions that shall be asked to the people you will tag. 

-Choose 10 people, and put their icon on your journal.


Ten facts about me:

1. My room is painted blue.

2. White is my favorite color, like, SNOW. 

3. I am highly addicted to anime, my favorites being Black Butler, Hetalia, and Attack on Titan.

4. I love macabre stuff, and I am very good at weirding out my family because of it.

5. MY DAD WATCHES ATTACK ON TITAN AND DEATH NOTE WITH ME.

6. I really, really, REALLY want to cosplay. I'm planning on doing Hanji, Levi, and Marco from Attack on Titan, Gaius and Lucina from Fire Emblem: Awakening, and Romano from Hetalia. Maybe even a punk Princess Zelda, too.

7. I worship Nintendo.

8. I am capable of eating a whole bag of cheese fries by myself.

9. I take pride in my freckles because I believe freckles are pretty.

10. I ROLEPLAY LIKE A MUTHAFUCKAAH.

And now, questions from the lovely :iconninjaskillz99:

1. What submission of mine (or any art you've seen of mine) if your favorite? Wow, I probably sounded like a huge ass, but whatever~
-I like that drawing you did of the Flame Princess. :3 This one: ninjaskillz99.deviantart.com/a…

2. Who's your favorite music artist?
-Fall Out Boy and Paramore. It's hard to decide.

3. Favorite game?
-FIRE EMBLEM: AWAKENING. THAT GAME IS A GODSEND.

4. How did you get into art?
-I liked to draw pictures of Mario characters when I was younger. Then I drew Avatar. And then Teen Titans. Now here I am drawing Alois Trancy and Hanji Zoe.

5. What's your guilty pleasure food? 
-CHEESE FRIES. Or is that not guilty pleasure?

6. If you had to choose between being fluent in every language or knowing how to play every instrument, which would it be?
-Fluent in every language, mostly because I haven't been really interested in playing instruments, and I can watch anime without subtitles and listen to a lot of foreign music without looking up lyrics.

7. If you've never met or seen me: What color do you think my eyes are? If you have: How many times have I quoted Shrek is Love, Shrek is Life to you? *killed for crappy questions*
-I DON'T THINK YOU'VE QUOTED IT AT ALL TO ME.

8. What fictional universe would you live in if given the opportunity?
-I'd love to say Attack on Titan, but then I would be screwed since those things are fucking FREAKY, 

9. Do you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Marco Bodt?
-FRECKLED JESUS WILL ALWAYS LIVE ONE. //sobs in corner

10. What's your favorite feature about yourself? ("I don't have any," answers are not acceptable: Every one of you are wonderful, even if you weren't tagged, and you have to have a favorite thing.)
-I like my freckles. I have always liked my freckles.

NOW FOR MY QUESTIONS:

1. Salt or sugar?

2. What is the fandom your the most obsessed with right now?

3. If you roleplay, who is your favorite character to roleplay?

4. Have you ever been sucked into the void that is Tumblr?

5. DO YOU WANNA KILL SOME TITAAAANS?

6. Do you ship any unpopular shippings?

7. WHAT IS YOUR OTP?

8. Do you have a favorite plz or emoticon?

9. One thing you could say to your past self?

10. What is your favorite song? (I'M ORIGINAL.)

I can't tag ten people, so....
:iconn1g8:
:iconbloodandblackrose:
:iconminniemora:
:iconmysticstar-nichan:
:iconphoenixthehedgehog16:
:icontwistedwerewulf:

YOU GUYS, I AM SORRY. I REALLY, REALLY AM SORRY. 

...This was fun to do tho. XD




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TAGGY

Mon Aug 4, 2014, 3:26 PM


I have been tagged. Thank you, :iconninjaskillz99:. THANK YOU. Levidoingthething(But in all seriousness thank you I like doing these <3)
 
-You must post these rules.

-Each person must share 10 things about them.

-Answer the 10 questions asked to you, and invent 10 new questions that shall be asked to the people you will tag. 

-Choose 10 people, and put their icon on your journal.


Ten facts about me:

1. My room is painted blue.

2. White is my favorite color, like, SNOW. 

3. I am highly addicted to anime, my favorites being Black Butler, Hetalia, and Attack on Titan.

4. I love macabre stuff, and I am very good at weirding out my family because of it.

5. MY DAD WATCHES ATTACK ON TITAN AND DEATH NOTE WITH ME.

6. I really, really, REALLY want to cosplay. I'm planning on doing Hanji, Levi, and Marco from Attack on Titan, Gaius and Lucina from Fire Emblem: Awakening, and Romano from Hetalia. Maybe even a punk Princess Zelda, too.

7. I worship Nintendo.

8. I am capable of eating a whole bag of cheese fries by myself.

9. I take pride in my freckles because I believe freckles are pretty.

10. I ROLEPLAY LIKE A MUTHAFUCKAAH.

And now, questions from the lovely :iconninjaskillz99:

1. What submission of mine (or any art you've seen of mine) if your favorite? Wow, I probably sounded like a huge ass, but whatever~
-I like that drawing you did of the Flame Princess. :3 This one: ninjaskillz99.deviantart.com/a…

2. Who's your favorite music artist?
-Fall Out Boy and Paramore. It's hard to decide.

3. Favorite game?
-FIRE EMBLEM: AWAKENING. THAT GAME IS A GODSEND.

4. How did you get into art?
-I liked to draw pictures of Mario characters when I was younger. Then I drew Avatar. And then Teen Titans. Now here I am drawing Alois Trancy and Hanji Zoe.

5. What's your guilty pleasure food? 
-CHEESE FRIES. Or is that not guilty pleasure?

6. If you had to choose between being fluent in every language or knowing how to play every instrument, which would it be?
-Fluent in every language, mostly because I haven't been really interested in playing instruments, and I can watch anime without subtitles and listen to a lot of foreign music without looking up lyrics.

7. If you've never met or seen me: What color do you think my eyes are? If you have: How many times have I quoted Shrek is Love, Shrek is Life to you? *killed for crappy questions*
-I DON'T THINK YOU'VE QUOTED IT AT ALL TO ME.

8. What fictional universe would you live in if given the opportunity?
-I'd love to say Attack on Titan, but then I would be screwed since those things are fucking FREAKY, 

9. Do you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Marco Bodt?
-FRECKLED JESUS WILL ALWAYS LIVE ONE. //sobs in corner

10. What's your favorite feature about yourself? ("I don't have any," answers are not acceptable: Every one of you are wonderful, even if you weren't tagged, and you have to have a favorite thing.)
-I like my freckles. I have always liked my freckles.

NOW FOR MY QUESTIONS:

1. Salt or sugar?

2. What is the fandom your the most obsessed with right now?

3. If you roleplay, who is your favorite character to roleplay?

4. Have you ever been sucked into the void that is Tumblr?

5. DO YOU WANNA KILL SOME TITAAAANS?

6. Do you ship any unpopular shippings?

7. WHAT IS YOUR OTP?

8. Do you have a favorite plz or emoticon?

9. One thing you could say to your past self?

10. What is your favorite song? (I'M ORIGINAL.)

I can't tag ten people, so....
:iconn1g8:
:iconbloodandblackrose:
:iconminniemora:
:iconmysticstar-nichan:
:iconphoenixthehedgehog16:
:icontwistedwerewulf:

YOU GUYS, I AM SORRY. I REALLY, REALLY AM SORRY. 

...This was fun to do tho. XD




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Hey, I'm Stuffing. You know that bitchy girl that is super anti-social in public but is somehow incredibly nice and social on the Internet? Yep. That's me. What you're looking out is a girl that is a huge fan of anime and video games, and writes lots of fanfiction along with drawing a lot of fanart for the fandoms that she's in. I've been told that I'm a funny person, but sometimes, I don't believe it since I look at my humor as it's stupid humor. Which it is.

The main fandoms I'm in right now are Fire Emblem, Hetalia, Black Butler, Vocaloid, Soul Eater, Legend of Zelda, and Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus. I'm an expert roleplayer so if you ever want to roleplay sometime, just drop a comment or a note and I'll reply when I can. ^^

RP Accounts I'm active on: :iconanycartoonrp-maka::icongamesrp-zelda::icongamesrp-vaati::iconquinn-taisteal::iconjaimee-of-ylisse::iconsebastianmichaelisas::iconcassandra-trancy::icongwenyth-cattell::iconanymovierp-percy-j::iconjapanimerp-ciel:

Some people to check out: :iconn1g8::iconn8g1::iconminniemora::iconphoenixthehedgehog16::iconbloodandblackrose::icontwistedwerewulf::icondivinybaby::iconposeidonpetal:

People I know in RL: :iconn1g8::iconn8g1:

Founded Groups: :iconlucina-of-ylisse-fc::iconjapanimerp:
Co-founded Groups: :icontalentedhetalia:

Current Residence: STALKER!
Favourite genre of music: J-Pop, K-Pop, Alternative/Punk, Rock, Metal, and Hard Pop.
Favourite photographer: Don't have one
Favourite style of art: Yana Toboso's Black Butlerstyle.
MP3 player of choice: My phone.
Shell of choice: Oyster, (it makes pearls! :3)
Wallpaper of choice: Anything blue, I guess
Skin of choice: My own.
Favourite cartoon character: China. Gotta love China. :iconyaowangplz:
Personal Quote: "Yes, yes, now leave me alone."

Hetalia! What Country Are You?
Hetalia! What Country Are You?
Hosted By theOtaku.com: Anime
What Zelda Sidekick Character Are You?
What Zelda Sidekick Character Are You?
Hosted By theOtaku.com: Anime
What Zelda Sidekick Character Are You?
What Zelda Sidekick Character Are You?
Hosted By theOtaku.com: Anime
(I put both answers since I am a mix of both these two.... I'm smart like Fi and I love to help and sleep but I also have quite a mouth on me and wit, too.)
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Umbra-Heart Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the :iconkirbyfaveplz:! :iconsatoshineplz:
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MysticStar-NiChan Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Stufffinggs!!! How are you? 
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laptopsexual Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014
y OOOO
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Lord-Death-RP Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014
((YOU. YOU ARE SUCH A WONDERFUL BEING :iconcryforeverplz: SAMI SHOWED ME THE PICTURE YOU DREW OF LIFE AND DEATH AND :iconspazattackplz::icontearplz: *sobs* I LOVE YOUR FREAKING FACE :iconsoocuteplz: 
P.S. I'm ninjaskillz99 on Tumblr, and thanks for following me and always reblogging my stuff! :heart: You are so lovely ;w;))
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MysticStar-NiChan Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Hii!! I missed talking to you. Lol I love your webcams. 
 I totally agree with the Response to Saying I love You Webcam
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((Oh! i have a question are you a fan of scooby doo?))
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That-Adorable-Cat Featured By Owner May 23, 2014
((Here... le-...let me.... watch.... watching... you....//plop//))
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Minniemora Featured By Owner May 1, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I'm having withdraws! We need a reunion rp!
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Minniemora Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I just thought about Miku and got like the worst feeling in the pit of my stomach XD I miss her really bad...I will be drawing fanart
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Minniemora Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
minniemora.deviantart.com/art/… :D Olive's makeover in action.
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