My name is Olly. I'm Intersex and I have an obsession with Yaoi fanfiction based on Naruto, Inuyasha and Yugioh. I also Love Fanfiction with dark and powerful Naruto. I actually am looking for a Naruto story where Naruto is a Harem of both male and female characters. I found one but the author quit it and it was rather disappointing because it was actually really good. I don't have the time nor the skills to write something as elaborate as that so I'm hoping someone else would. If anyone has Imvu let me know I'd be happy to add you.

Favorite pairs- Naruto Wise my Favorite Pairings would be... Naru/Sasu Or Sasu/Naru Gaara/Naru Neji/Gaara... Well I think I would love Naruto with Almost any guy if the plot is good and makes sense.

Sidenote: I have a love hate relationship with Naruto. I absolutely adore him in most fan-fics but in the anime in manga he annoys the crap out of me yet I still find myself liking him. I just want him to pull a Sasuke and f*ck that Sh*t hole he calls a village.

Likes:Yue (1), Music, Yaoi, Anime, writing, reading, drawing (badly), being immature and silly (lol) pocky (strawberry), calpico(2), ramune(3), eating, being lazy and laid back, black, blue, red, purple, movies(Mainly horror), fruits, music, Gaara, Shikamaru

1- Yue is my stuffed dog I love oh so much

2- Calpico is a Japanese drink mode of non-dairy milk and it has a lemony sweet taste. Despite the weirdness it's actually really good.

3- Ramune is another type of Japanese drink. Most anime fans know exactly what it is. A odd shaped soda with a marble as a top. It's really cool but expensive and doesn't really hold much soda but it's worth it for the fun of pushing the marble down. ;)

Dislikes: working (chores), snobby stuckups, certain bright colors, reality shows, news, judgmental people, being told what to do. Standing out in the crowd, My awkwardness...

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!
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 did not 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.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it

Poem

Snow when it melts

Snow when it melts is spring

The sun kisses the earth with its ray

The flowers open gently feeling the soft kisses on it's petals

The warm wind is blow shaking off the chill and frost

The trees begin to bloom beautiful flowers waiting to turn a crisp ever green

The rain dances and falls to the ground steadily quenching natures thirst

Snow when its melts becomes a new beginning to a frosted end.

Attention

Well this is not needed anymore... I will be rewriting some of my stories and mainly just starting on new ones I believe are a lot better than my old ones.