Transposition

Ok, so since I've been having a couple of issues lately with my memories -- where my fanfiction lives -- not showing up for people for some odd reason, I'm going to try this instead. I'm going to link every single piece of fiction I've written to THIS post, and then change the link in the sidebar so that it references THIS, rather then my memories. It'll be a little more work on my part, but if it fixes the problem, then we're set. This'll also let me put a rating system and such on them NOW, so that you don't have to click the link to know what it's rated. For the huge challenge fics, I will likely be putting separate links up eventually so that you don't have to sort through several hundred fics. Fics will be listed as such:

Title: Fandom: Pairing: Rating
Summary/Notes/Warnings:

You may see some fics shift around in here, that'll be the case if sequels get written for oneshots and other such things, I will keep this updated as I write new stuff, and you can also read my stuff at fanfiction.net, though there are more fics here for 2 reasons:

1. I can't put lemons on ff.net
2. I have some of my challenge-groups that I want to post to FF.net in order, but I haven't written them all yet so I can't do that.

( On To the Fanfiction )

Hey.

Still here, not dead.

Yes, I DO do things other then post fanfics here. XD.

And here is Black Side, the Ichigo POV companion to White Side. If anyone's interested, I chose the titles because I always associate Ru with the colour white and Ichigo with black, and I have noticed that Kubo has a tendancy to do the same so I thought it a nice homage. I will likely do a compliation of everyone else's thoughts on the situation, entitled Grey Side, that is intended to bridge the two together.

( Things were alright like this... weren't they? )

Title: Frosted Memories
Rating: PG for language
Fandom: Bleach
Character: Kurosaki Ichigo to Kuchiki Rukia
Author's Notes: Just fyi, the premise that I'm writing these on is a post-canon situation where Ichigo is in college and has gone off to America for a semester abroad, and he and Rukia are writing letters back and forth (at her demand)
( Sappy crap is stupid crap )

Done for 30_kisses, for my NejiHina claim.

Title: Dreaming Little Bird
Theme: #24 - Good Night
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing: Neji x Hinata
Fandom: Naruto
Disclaimer: Naruto isn’t mine. This fic is.
Summary: Everyone has their guilty little pleasures. It’s just that usually, they don’t involve someone else.

( She was always careful to leave before dawn. )

So, it's not often I make a 'deep' entry. Not because I can't be deep -- I can -- but because I just normally don't find myself by the computer when such a mood strikes me. Not so today.

I saw something today at work, something that to me... showed what life is supposed to be about. I was upstairs on bathroom break, shoveling a slice of pizza down my throat, and halfway watching the TV when they showed a clip from an earlier episode of Dr. Phil. Now, I hate the show, but this clip caught my attention. It was about a former NBA player. His name I don't remember, it wasn't really important to me. But anyway, this man is a native of Haiti, and he's only recently found out that his father survived the earthquake. So I stood there for a moment, listening to this man talk about his father, about how he couldn't describe the worry he'd felt, how he hadn't seen his dad in 3 years, and how much he couldn't wait to see him and just hug him because he was so grateful that he was alive. And while he was talking, his father came silently out from behind the curtain and walked up to stand behind him. At that point, Dr. Phil asked the man what he would do when he saw his dad again, and he stated that he'd likely just hug him, and he couldn't wait to get that chance. And then Dr. Phil took him by the arm and said "then why wait" and turned him around, and this enormous man broke down into tears at the sight of his father standing there, safe and unharmed.

Now, I'm not always the most emotional person. Life has not always been kind to me. In truth, at times it's been unforgivably cruel. I had my mother ripped from my life at a young age, forcing me to watch as my family unraveled around me. I've stood and watched my father form a new family, while the remnants of the old -- my sister and I -- were relegated to the wayside. I've grown strong, because I had no choice. I've grown hard, because it was the only way. I've learned to hold myself up because there was no one else to depend on. And while I am proud of the person I have become, neither do I deny that becoming that person cost me in ways that I may never truly understand. I am not an emotional person. I do not often feel the same effects from things that other people do.

But this, I did. I stood there in the breakroom with my eyes tearing up, thinking to myself that this.... this is what life is supposed to mean. Not petty squabbles, selfish whims, inflated egos and power-struggles. It's not supposed to be about the things you can get or the things you can do, or the money you can get.

It made me think, and it made me feel so grateful for the people in my life, the people who touch me every day in some way or another. And because of that, to all those people, I wish you this.

I wish that you could greet every day with a smile. That you could cry without shame, rejoice without holding back. May you climb so high you can't see the ground, run without ever looking back. Fly as though you could reach the sky. Sing as though no one's listening, dance as though no one's watching. Dream as though you had no boundaries, and love as though you've never been hurt before.

Live as though every second, every moment, could be the only one you will ever experience, and you will always find your way in life.

Title: One Last Request
Fandom: Naruto
Character/Pairing: NejixHinata
Rating: PG
Prompt: #30 - Kiss
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or it's characters. They belong to Kishimoto Masashi, I am merely borrowing them for a time.

( He hated this holiday, for multiple reasons )