Name: Deadly Fangs

Basic Info: So, a bit about me. I get distracted...easily...I also suffer from depression and social anxiety. Current job hunting but it's next to impossible to find anything actually willing to give me a chance because of my race/gender/overall appearance.
I have a bad habit of starting stories and half way there loosing steam because of a certain "group" *coughs*haters*coughs* who think it's oh so much "fun" to tell me to go off myself and that my writing sucks. I can count on one hand how many friends I have and have lost track of how many I've lost over the years. I have no one to blame but myself and being who I am for that.

Anyway...there's a list below of stories that are still listed as incomplete. Most have writers blocks attached to them, so at some point, I'll figure something out for them. Those with Limbo, I don't know what to do about them. Discontinued is discontinued, sorry for those actually hoping for me to continue them at some point.

I'm currently working on revamping my Bionicle stories and poo to those who think that just because they aren't canon means they don't deserve to be posted. News flash, this site is called FANFICTION for a reason. I can do what I want (within reason) and there's not a thing you can do to stop me.

I have two cats, one of each. Male is a black cat and female is a calico. Both are seniors. Stretch, my male cat, was found on the street at three weeks old with pneumonia, so he's lucky to be alive. My female, Lovie, was rescued from a "kitty mill" and yes, it's just as it sounds. They're guessing in the nearly two years she was trapped there, she had anywhere from 12-18 litters. Thankfully, after Stretch recovered, he was placed with her and they've been together since.

I LOVE reading and writing (clearly) and have odd tastes in music. Love some old and new songs but it changes from time to time. I also (surprise!) knit. My mother taught me, just as her mom, my Nanna, taught her. I make toques and fingerless gloves and scars and baby blankets. Recently, I got into candle making, so it keeps me busy.

Now for some dislikes. I. HATE. BULLIES. Move around the country such as I did, I had the pleasure of meeting so many different people and experiencing different cultures...sadly, that also meant I was a huge target for bullies, because "you're not one of us, you'll never be one of us!" I once had a bully try and push me down some icy steps and nearly cracked my head open. We didn't stay there for long after that.
After a while, I just sort of gave up trying to make friends.

And it wasn't just "stranger bullies" that I had to deal with...lets just say my "father" isn't the nicest of people. Used to be when I was little but as I got older, he changed, and not for the better. Now, I don't even go home to visit my mom and kid sister, because I can't DEAL with the panic that flares up each time I see him. I walked on eggshells for a good chunk of my life because of him, and I would rather live on the streets than have to live under the same roof as him again.

I am asking that you all refer to me as they/them pronouns. I'm getting rather tired of people placing labels on me because of my gender. I'm Deadly Fangs, a person, who just wants to write when I can and survive from one day to the next.

But this has dragged on long enough. Thanks for checking my account out, and I hope you like the stories I have up. I do take requests but I'm also within my rights to refuse them.

Anyway...later Peeps!

Random Quotes:

"I am a happy clam!"

"Don't, or I'll bite you..."

"Get off my fridge!"

"Heaven help you when I catch you."

"Go squish, like stone cutter."

WIP Stories:

Whispers in the Dark (Writers Block)

Stolen (Writers Block)

Welcome to Family (Writers Block)

Secrets (Discontinued)

My Little One (Limbo)

Mission (Limbo)

Leave Her Alone (Limbo)

In the Beginning (Revamping)

Forgotten Memories (SEVER WRITERS BLOCK)

Everyone Needs Friends (Discontinued)

Don't Tell Them Who You Are (Limbo)

Because of the Freak Storm (Limbo)