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September 25th, 2006
01:42 am - Back.
For a while, anyway. I didn't write any new fic, but I was looking through some old notebooks and found some old fics. Most are embarrassingly bad and sappy. So not all of them will be making their way here. Here's one that I found readable.
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Love Mode
Genre: Sap with some referenced Angst.
Note: I'm pretty certain I wrote this when I was halfway through the series, so it may not be consistant with the canon. Actually... I haven't finished reading Love Mode. I can't bring myself to. =/ I can't help thinking that there's something wrong with the tense in this fic, but it's late and I'm sleepy. ^^;
( Izumi. )
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March 9th, 2005
07:55 pm - A sort of fanfic, but not exactly...
Title: Untitled because I suck at this.
Type: Errr.... A fic based on another fic. But it's not fanfic because I'm not really a fan per se of the author... Uhh...
Genre: PSYCHOLOGICAL ANGST DRAMA IHEARVOICESINMYHEAD *cough*
Word count: 792
( Yeah, read the fic before reading my comments. ^^ )
Let's just call this a fanfic for easy reference, ok? 'cuz this isn't an original fic, I based it on a story my colleague wrote and let me read. He said this is "riding on the coat tails" of his story, but I prefer to think of it as a fanfic. Except I'm not a fan of his, but well. ^^;
He read through it, and said he liked it - comprehensive portrait of a lady, doesn't like the nursery rhyme but it gives insight to her mental condition, etc. But he disagreed about the bit when the voice in her head stopped when she fell in love, because apparantly when you're with the person you like you become nervous. =/ I would've thought when you're with the person you love, everything becomes perfect. Because, you know, you're in love, which is supposed to be all mighty and... Stuff. Well I wouldn't know, so I'll take his word for it. But I'm too lazy to rewrite the entire thing to get rid of that discrepancy, and I don't know how to fit it in anyway, so... Yah. Too bad. Live with the discrepancy. Heh. Comments? ^^
Dude. I can't imagine if the person you've entrusted with your happiness to makes you nervous all the time. =/
Edit: OH. I think I understand now, it's the *doki doki* feeling you get, when your heart beats faster when you're near the person you like, right? Ahhhh.... I see I see... *enlightened* ^__~
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Current Music: Soul Asylum - Misery
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January 16th, 2005
10:08 pm
Title: Untitled because I suck at this. xP
Type: Kyou Kara Maou fanfic
Genre: Gen, very slight romance I guess, or strong friendship if you don't want to see it that way.
Word count: 784
A Kyou Kara Maou fic that isn't shounen-ai! [insert shocked gasps] Anyway Gwendal/Annissina warms my fangirl heart, and there isn't enough fic of them around. Actually, there isn't enough KKM fic around but that's another complaint. So yep, we found out in one of the more recent episodes (34, if memory serves) that Annissina was the one who taught Gwendal how to knit, so here's my little take on how that happened. Timeline-wise, Cherie was still the Maou, Wolfram a little toddler and Gwendal just past the legal drinking age in Shin Makoku, if they have one. ^^; Comments, reviews and constructive criticism very much appreciated. Thank you. m(_ _)m
( There was, Gwendal decided, something romantically tragic... )
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December 25th, 2004
09:58 pm - Kyou Kara Maou drabble
Title: Brotherly Love
Type: Kyou Kara Maou fanfic.
Genre: Humour, because the KKM characters are all cute. <3
Word count: 139
Very short drabble, very slight spoilers for episode 33. Even though I don't like typing "Aniue", that's what Wolfram calls Gwendal, and I thought "Brother" would look even more awkward, so "Aniue" it is. Comments and criticism are, as usual, very much appreciated.
( First KKM fic! ^O^ )
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October 27th, 2004
02:13 am - This is what happens when I try to study.
Title: Static Conversation
Type: Fanfic. Guess which fandom? =P
Genre: Vaguely humorous? To think I'd originally started off with wanting to write angst. *sniffle*
Word count: 931
An AU fic, featuring none other then my beloved Atobe and Tezuka of course. To think I spent more time on this then reading my geography notes. Urgh. Anyway, their ages have been bumped up a bit. They're in university now instead of junior high, Tezuka doesn't have a maimed shoulder and Atobe's still filthy rich. That's about it, I guess.
( Static Conversation )
Why Sunday? Because on one of Atobe's trading cards (there's a every-day-of-the-week series or something) he's fly-fishing on Sunday and there's someone in the background. I refuse to believe that person is Atobe's father, and so there. xP
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/niaha/kitty/anktiredg.gif) tired
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August 16th, 2004
05:55 pm - Whoot. New fic.
Title: Goddess (yes I know I'm terribly unoriginal =P)
Type: Original fic (drabble)
Genre: Umm... Drama?
Word count: 232
New drabble here, written during geography lecture. This drabble came about when I decided to write a litle fic for farisa, a devout animal lover. But especially cats.
And I'd just finished reading American Gods by Neil Gaiman last week.
And my brother was raving about Catwoman last night.
The subject of this is therefore a cat. Regarding the swishing in this little piece... I tried reading a fanfic last night. The authors didn't have a very good command of English... And the fic was quite terrible to read. I managed to get through 2 whole paragraphs. Anyway, the waves were going "Swish..." in that fic, and I refuse to believe that waves are that gentle. But I digress... I was simply trying to point out why I used the onomatopoeia 'swish'. It stuck in my head, and when something sticks itself like that into your mind, the only way to get it out is to use it. So.
( Goddess )
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August 4th, 2004
07:26 pm
Title: Untitled
Type: Fanfic
Genre: Angst, I guess.
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me.
Word count: 1053
A Tenjou Tenge fanfic for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) beckymarie, because she wanted TjTg fanfic and who am I to deny her? ^__~ Besides, this fic was born from the questions she was asking about the series (or more specifically the Takayanagi family). Untitled, because I can't think of one. Suggestions please?
This is from Mitsuomi's PoV because he was the one who kicked his father out of the house. He was the one who killed Shin. He's at the center of becky's questions. So.
I don't think I got his personality down well... Part of the problem comes from the fact that he was so unbelievably different before. Before what, I can't really say, because there isn't a specific incident. There wasn't a final straw that broke the camel's back. It's like, at the hospital he was still the younger, gentle Mitsuomi and then when he appeared at the school battle (forgot what it's called ^^;) the next day he was already Mr Ice Cube. Then he steps out of the stadium and collapses into Mana's arms and you see an exhausted, gentler Mitsuomi who's so hurt and raw. Difficult to write, so I just settled for a rather stiff tone of voice which totally drained me. More then a thousand word. Yippee, my longest fanfic to date. I've read through it a couple of times, but it isn't making sense to me anymore... I'll edit it again, when I'm in the mood to. Heh.
Edited: Oh and spoiler warnings for all who haven't read the manga.
Until then...
( Untitled )
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June 10th, 2004
02:39 am - Lookie there a fanfic that's NOT from PoT!
Title: To Come Undone
Type: Fanfic
Genre: Naruto fanfic. Angst. Definitely.
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me.
Word count: 534
A Sakura and Lee gen fic. Not meant to be slash-friendly, but if you wanna see it that way, I'm not stopping you ^__^ Also posted on ff.et ages ago...
( To Come Undone )
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02:36 am
Title: Jirou's Freedom
Type: fanfic
Genre: Bitter/sweet (I know that's not a genre... But I don't care NYA)
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me...
Word count: 662
Another old fic of mine...
( Jiroh’s Freedom )
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02:31 am - Shinji Kamio fic
Title: The Course of Buying Shoes Never did Run Smooth
Type: fanfic
Genre: Umm... Gen.
Disclaimer: It's called FANFICTION for a reason...
Word count: 578
Shinji wants a new pair of shoes, and Kamio goes along. Yep. As with the previous fic, posted on ff.net ages ago...
( Shoes )
Current Mood: still grumpy
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02:27 am - My first PoT fanfic...
Title: No Regrets
Type: fanfic
Genre: Smidgen of angst
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. Unfortunately. Or we'd have a lot more Tezuka and Atobe *cough* interaction Word count: 481
Poor lonely Tezuka's thinking of Atobe... And because Tezuka is perfect he can draw wonderfully well, ok? And the timeline's screwed, it shouldn't be snowing, but humour me. =3 Posted this on ff.net ages ago...
( No Regrets )
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June 9th, 2004
10:29 pm - fweehee~
Title: Of Mumblings and Fangirling
Type: Gift fic for tricycle
Genre: PoT fanfic! XD Jirou/Shinji homophobes beware...
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me, I'm just playing around with them borrowing them for a bit of amusement...
Word count: 754
I'm not too happy with the way this ended... Probably could have made it smoother, less abrupt, but I'm a lazy bugger, and so there. Hope you like this tricycle! ^__^
( On with the fic~ )</span>
Current Mood: amused
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April 12th, 2004
09:33 pm - A Letter from Gareth to Dariane
Title: The Letter
Type: Disjointed bit of the Angel Project
Genre: Fantasy, a smidgen of angst.
Disclaimer: My own work. Even if it's awfully cliched... Can't seem to get away from cliches. Ugh. Though I ripped off Arwen's line from LOTR ^^;
Word count: 244
*shrug*
WARNING: I was in the mood for mush. And love. Sap. Sap. And confessions. Though this is part of the Angel Project, it is NOT a sequel to my previous post. This is just a disjointed part of the story. Forming the pieces of the jigsaw before fitting them together. Ha. Haphazard work, but that's the only way I work, so tough.
And the font... It's supposed to be font Esperenza, but if I'm gonna use that, this entire post will be in Esperenza. While it looks good (beautiful, fancy cursive) it's quite a pain to read at any size smaller then 18. So... just imagine beautiful, formal cursive, k? ^__^
( The Letter )
Current Mood: bitchy
Current Music: Sotsugyou M - Okaiyu Ryoutarou - Hohoemi ni Kiss wo (5:11)
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April 10th, 2004
12:16 am
Title: Untitled (because i can't think of one. bleeeh.)
Type: First installment on my part for Project Angel of Death. What a mouthful. -__-
Genre: Fantasy, a smidgen of angst.
Disclaimer: My own work. Even if it's awfully cliched... Can't seem to get away from cliches. Ugh.
Word count: 728
Notes: Ends rather abruptly because I didn't know how to continue it. It's is desperate need of reworking, and I'm not really satisfied, but of course I'm much too lazy to do anything about it. So... Too bad Gavin. Ha. I'll get round to working on Gareth... Eventually. Realised I don't really like him. Pity, since he's the protaganist of the story, isn't he?
Anyway, there's a bit of confusion here about the grammer. I think I'm not supposed to be able to use "she had been silent" and "she was silent" interchangably, but to keep on using the word "had" was getting on my nerves. *shrug* Oh whatever.
( untitled )
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April 7th, 2004
07:13 pm - Crossroads
Title: Crossroads
Type: Original gift fic (for jeanette)
Genre: Umm... Confusion. (don't think that's even a genre, but nevermind...)
Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any other works is purely coincidental. Though I stole the journey imagery from Robert Frost... He can't sue me anyway. Ha.
Word count: 218
Note: Again, written during econs lect. It's pretty condusive to writing, it seems... Ha. Anyway, this first appeared online on Jeanette's blog, with like ten million typo errors, so here it is. Edited by me. ^__^v
( Crossroads )
Current Mood: full
Current Music: Anywhere USA
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April 6th, 2004
05:46 pm
Title: Conversations
Type: Original fiction
Genre: Angst, Drama, Abstract (I think. Ha.)
Disclaimer: This is entirely made up, inspired by a phrase on an icon I saw while lj trawling. "Give me something to hold as you crumble at my feet". Any resemblance to actual people, events or other things are purely coincidental. I've no money to give you anyway, even if you sue. And so there.
Word Count: 327
Note: This was written during econs lecture written when I should have been doing something else. Also, there's no plot. It's just a little drabble. Some people thought it was good enough for online posting, so here it is. Constructive criticism is welcomed... Leave some comments. Thanx! ^^
( Conversations )
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Current Music: Tenmon - Ame no Boss Tei
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04:27 pm - testing.
subject self explanatory.
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