fanfiction by s
(best taken in very small portions)
older, unrevised versions of some of these were previously
posted at places like fanfiction.net,
mediaminer.org,
and furubafiction.com.
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| finished |
card captor sakura
+ akogare { 1 2 3 4 5 notes }
+ koi
+ how to kiss a guy
+ hajimari
+ hashiru
+ the ring
+ waiting
+ hohoemu koto
+ eriol
+ dancing alone
+ sincerely yours, clow read
+ in remembrance of
+ and then
+ scenes from an afternoon
+ fall
+ red
+ reverie
+ the end
fruits basket
+ kagura
+ in a coffee shop, with tohru
+ onigiri
+ poem
+ lettuce
+ arcade
+ omajinai
+ mogeta and the blue-collar princess
ghost hunt
+ 2-14
howl's moving castle
+ ever after
inuyasha
+ mirror
+ houshisama
matantei loki ragnarok
+ loki
recca no honou
+ puzzle
sen to chihiro no kamikakushi
+ visit
shaman king
+ bob love
+ breakfast
+ castilla
+ summer
sakura taisen
+ sun
... plus various oneliners.
| unfinished/supposedly in progress |
card captor sakura
+ kanaete { 1 2 3 4 -- }
fruits basket
+ closer { 1 2 2.5 -- }
+ ayame
| snippets |
card captor sakura
fujitaka 1.1 : all he had was a frayed green sweater
fujitaka 1.2 : he knew nothing about himself
fujitaka 1.3 : "a teacher," gorou echoed, a sneer lifting his lips
wait? i've done enough waiting
so in the end, it all comes down to this
fruits basket
kyotofic 1.1 : hiro had insisted on kisa taking the
window seat
kyotofic 1.2 : only when they stood outside the door
to his apartment
kyotofic 1.3 : "that was your cousin, the doctor..."
cradling
a chocolate chip cookie so huge
dancing in front of the family, hatori decided
he knew nothing about sewing
"i am not drunk," yuki flatly said
if shigure could blame one thing
luck was definitely not on his side that night
she carefully sets the cup of coffee down
by his bedside
she wouldn't let him turn the hallway lights on
"yuki-kuuun," drawled shigure
full metal panic
the package was wrapped in glossy rose pink paper
harry potter
the front hall was dark and musty and no less cheerful
ghost hunt
the train pulled over at exactly half past two
yasuhara was very good at pretending he didn't see things happen
naruto
he had always thought of himself as good-looking enough
the shop is too busy for conversation
suki dakara suki
but now, safely ensconced in his plush velvet chair
shaman king
she lies awake, absently touching the side of the futon
sleeping with him means having an arm carelessly
steam detectives
he was once twelve years of age
tsubasa reservoir chronicle
to get to the village square, one had to walk down a steep, narrow flight of stone steps
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