Hi, I'm Romanov16! my cover images are not me but i could not type for permission because my computer is a piece of junk. So that credit goes to their creators,like squaredmind from fanart pikachu panda from fanart and blame the monkey from fanart.

Somethings you should now about me:

Er…..before we continue, there’s a couple of things I feel you should know about me and my fanfictions:

-I don't condone slash of any kind, not for the shake of it, as a Catholic. Constructive criticism is welcome however. I am new to the writing world, and I’m looking to improve. I can take criticism. But I won’t accept flames. Subsequently, I don’t flame. If I ever say anything that sounds like a flame, please know I didn't mean it that way, I wrote it with the thought of truly wanting to help you improve. Just so you know.

Even when you can’t see him GOD is there! If you believe in GOD put this in your profile.

Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...
He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...
He had no army, yet kings feared him...
He won no military battles, yet he conquered the world...
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.

God totally owns fanfiction, everyone on it, every thought concerning it, every thought otherwise in the world, every particle in the world and universe, Is and loving and amazingly forgiving (takes a dramatic gasp of air and continues) has power and wisdom beyond even our wildest dreams, and DOES EXIST. If you agree, please, do copy and paste.

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."

Repost if you know that we have an amazing God!

If someone put a gun to your head, asked if you believed in God, and told you they would shoot you if you said yes, would you say yes? If you would, copy this onto your profile.

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 it this in your profile

- TT-- Put this
--l l-- on your
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-[ - ] if you are
--l l-- not embarrassed
--l l-- to tell
--l l-- others that
--l l-- you are a
--Ll-- Christian

Some Prayers when your down and out.

Breathe in me, O Holy Spirit, that my thoughts may all be holy. Act in me, O Holy Spirit, that my work, too, may be holy. Draw my heart, O Holy Spirit, that I love but what is holy. Strengthen me, O Holy Spirit, to defend all that is holy. Guard me, then, O Holy Spirit, that I always may be holy. Amen.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

Courage to change the things I can,

And wisdom to know the difference.

You have blessed us, O God,

with the gift of friendship,

the bonding of persons

in a circle of love.

We thank you for such a blessing:

for friends who love us,

who share our sorrows,

who laugh with us in celebration,

who bear our pain,
who need us as we need them,
who weep as we weep,
who hold us when words fail,
and who give us the freedom
to be ourselves.

I’m a big Batman fan and the Justice League, Teen Titans, the Batman (2004, only ever saw Robin Recoking of BTAS), and Young Justice. Big fan of Robin, who is my favourite character in the Batman universe. More specifically, Dick Grayson as Robin. I'm not as big of a fan to the other Robins (especially Tim Drake- really distast him and any charaters-save for Cassandra Cain- that come with him. I would rather have Terry Mcginnis in his place), but I am quite partial to Jason Todd, I also like Damian.

...My Alternate Universe-and thanks to the DC Multi Universe I can call it Earth 18- is the Falling Star Universe, where a young Starfire, a Tamaranaen Shieldmaiden, joins the Young Justice team, falls in love with Robin, becomes Wonder Woman adopted Daughter and sidekick, and thrus becomes a Princess of the Amazons as well as Tamaran, and she will soon become a member of the growing Bat-Family, and will do anything to protect them.

So far one stories are up:

1. Falling Star

"REMEMBER WHEN"

REMEMBER WHEN ..
getting HiGH meant swinging at a playground?
the worst thing you could get from a boy was c0otiEs?
'm 0 m' (was your hero)
and 'D a D' was the boy you were gonna marry?
when your W0RST ENEMiES were your siblings
and rAcE iSsuEs were about who ran fastest?
when - WAR- was a card game
and life was simple and care free?
remember when all you wanted to do
WAS GROW UP?

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree

Some Poems

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Cry

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there; I did not die.

In Flanders fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world -Albert Einstein

Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy -Benjamin Franklin.

Where there is love there is life ― Mahatma Gandhi

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal -From a headstone in Ireland

Try not to be a man of success, but a man of value -Albert Einstein

A real woman can open the door for herself, but a real man won't let her...and if the woman can see a good thing in front of her, she'd take him -unknown

I may no agree with all you say, but I'll defend every word of it -John Adams

Facts are stubborn things...no matter our wishes or inclinations or the dictation of our passions, facts remain the same -John Adams

When we consider that women are treated as property it is degrading to women that we should treat our children as property to be disposed of as we see fit -Elizabeth Candy Stanton

Any country that accepts abortion, is not teaching its people to love, but to use any violence to get what it wants -Mother Teresa