Join for FREE | Take the Tour Lost Password?
Shop deviantART for the
holidays and save BIG!
Click here! :holly:
[x]

deviantART

:blowkiss:
 
About Me Member Romantic Writer FMAyaoiFrEaK18/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 3 Years
Needs Premium Membership
Statistics 2 Deviations
9 Comments
268 Pageviews

Journal

No journal entries yet.

deviantID

No deviantID yet.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Outside Roy n' Ed's bedroom window.
  • Interests: Writing, read, drawing, webdesign.
  • Favourite movie: Underworld, Brokeback Mountain
  • Favourite band or musician: No way to pick.
  • Favourite genre of music: Anime/Jpop, Alternative
  • Favourite artist: My best friends.
  • Favourite poet or writer: JKR, Tanya Huff, Tamora Pierce
  • Favourite photographer: No more photography please!
  • Favourite style of art: Dunno
  • Operating System: Mac or Windows.
  • MP3 player of choice: Zen Mircro or iPod
  • Wallpaper of choice: Yaoi, or Edward from FMA in low cut pants.
  • Favourite game: Final Fantasy 1 - whatever comes out next!
  • Favourite gaming platform: PS2, PS1, PSP, Gamecube, Snes
  • Favourite cartoon character: Anime Boyz
  • Personal Quote: Peanut butter makes more than a sandwich, it makes lifelong bonds.
  • Tools of the Trade: My notebook and my mechanical pencil...watch out now!

deviantART Community Board

[x]

Comments


:iconxkidrogue:
Thanks for the fav! XD

--
\"I reject your reality and substitute my own.\" ~Adam Savage -Mythbusters
Read and visit my fanfiction here: [link]
:iconclandestinekidx33:
thanks for the fav.

--
This hospital love is making death seem elegant
“Just don’t breathe and we’ll stop time”
She said…
:iconbillie-chan:
Thanks for the fave!
:iconhana27:
hey.....it's been forever since i've been on here >.<;;;;

--
In your Face Tsuki!!!!!!
(please forgive meh)
:iconfmayaoifreak:
I opened my arms and we embraced in the needed hug. She cried into my shoulder and I felt my own eyes sting, but the tears would not come, only the pain. In that moment we shared the anguish and suffering that could not be communicated in words. I wanted to tell her it was going to be okay, I wanted to whisper those words of comfort to her, but something inside my own heart told me that things really weren’t going to be okay. The fact was that our reality was a living nightmare, one that couldn’t be brushed to the side by a mothers reassuring hug, or a nightlight.

This is an excerpt from my to be someday book. Don't be decived by what you've read above. This story is M/M. Gotta problem with that? Go away then.

--
Hamturken! Ramen of the Future!
*Plese note*
This author will not hesitate to write you into a story from your worst nightmare...(or your happiest dream depending on who you are.)

Site Map