This is a fanfic about a Manga/anime called 'Bleach' and one of its main characters Rukia Kuchiki.
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Rukia rested her Zanpakutou easily on her shoulder and turned to hide her face, offended by Ichigo’s belief that she couldn’t handle a measly Arrancar on her own. The movement brought Ichigo’s attention to her blade and his mouth dropped open as he looked at it properly for the first time.
“Rukia, your sword –” he faltered.
“Sode no Shirayuki.” It was Rukia’s gikon who answered his unspoken question. “It is said to be the most beautiful of all the snow and ice Zanpakutou in Soul Society. The blade, the guard, even the hilt. A Zanpakutou of the purest white.”
She narrated Rukia’s story to Ichigo as she continued to hold him down, occasionally tightening her hold when he made sarcastic comments or interrupted her, resulting in yells of pain followed by swearing and then silence as she continued her explanation.
Rukia was secretly pleased at Ichigo’s amazement, it reminded her of her own wonder when she’d first released Sode no Shirayuki and seen her true form. As her gikon talked to Ichigo her mind drifted back to her days as a member of 13th Division of the Thirteen Protection Squads.
Many Years Ago……
She stood on a field of ice with snow falling softly all around her, great curtains of it silently drifting down to the ground with a kind of solemn grace that spoke of great age and nobility. On the wind a voice whispered to her, “Rukia Kuchiki. My name is Sode no Shirayuki”
The voice startled her for a moment, she’d been expecting to hear a voice aged and full of wisdom yet the voice that came to her on the wind was as young as she herself was. She peered through the snow trying to see where the voice might be coming from but was thwarted by the falling curtains of flakes that fell thick and never-ending from the sky above.
“Of course I’m not old,” the voice sounded amused now, “I was born of you Rukia, and your soul is young and vigorous even after all the sorrow and hardship you have endured. You thought you were alone but even then I lay quiet inside you, the steady strength that you drew upon in times of need and the voice you listened to in the quiet of your heart.”
Rukia felt as if the last piece a puzzle she had been trying to complete all her life but which had always frustrated her had fallen into place.
“So that was you!” she cried, and bowed deeply to the still falling curtains of snow, “Thankyou Sode no Shirayuki, if not for you I wouldn’t be here right now–” she stopped for a moment, “But where is here?”
Sode no Shirayuki laughed, a wonderful sound that reminded Rukia of the sound of icicles clinking together as they fell from a snow laden tree bough.
“This is your inner world, Rukia, the place where I reside until you call me forth. When your heart is at peace as it is now, the curtains of snow fall gracefully and quietly but when your anger is aroused or your heart is burdened with sorrow the wind blows fiercely and the storms rage across the land.”
Rukia felt guilty now, how often had Sode no Shirayuki been forced to endure storms and wind? All too often she suspected and vowed not to make her endure such a thing alone again.
“But I’m not alone Rukia, I have you!” Sode no Shirayuki corrected her a smile in her voice, “Just as I am your strength so too do you give me power and love for you brought me into being and your will makes me strong. Call my name Rukia, and you together we will begin to walk the road towards our future!”
Rukia felt the wind subside as Sode no Shirayuki’s voice faded into the distance. She drew herself up and felt for the Zanpakutou at her side, no longer nameless. Her hand grasped the hilt and she drew the sword, holding it horizontally in front of her.
“Dance! Sode no Shirayuki!”
Rukia passed her hand down the length of her Zanpakutou and watched it transform in a cloud of snow. The steel blade turned completely white, as did the guard and hilt. From the end of the hilt a white ornament hung and attached to it was a long pure white ribbon that fluttered in the breeze. Entranced Rukia stared at it for a long moment, the empty clearing where she practiced completely silent except for the whistle of the wind and her own heartbeat. Finally Rukia extended her arm and made a few experimental swings with her newly transformed Zanpakutou. Her teachers had drummed it into her that even though she could now release the first stage of Sode no Shirayuki she must still learn to use her properly and now was as good as any time to start.
Sode no Shirayuki almost sang in her hand as her blade cut the air leaving infinitesimal ice crystals in her wake so that as she continued to swing, the air seemed to glitter where she passed. Rukia almost cried as she came to a halt, finally she was progressing, finally she had something worthy to tell Byakuya, to prove that his adoption of her was not a mistake!
As the afternoon continued she worked with Sode no Shirayuki, trying to understand her and strengthen the bond between them. A Zanpakutou was no mere sword with a few extra additions, each was a reflection of their Shinigamis’ soul and personality and had a spirit all its own. Every Zanpakutou had its own unique talents and abilities which must be learned and understood and only the Zanpakutou could teach its wielder about itself and its abilities because as every soul was different so were no two Zanpakutou alike (except for an exceedingly unusual occurrence with Hitsugaya Toushiro and Sōjirō Kusaka where they manifested the same Zanpakutou spirit resulting in twin Zanpakutou).
Rukia was determined to go as far as she and Sode no Shirayuki could go together in order to honour the time and effort her teachers and friends put in to help her suceed. Time passed and slowly she discovered Sode no Shirayuki’s secret –her dances.
Some no Mai, Tsuki Shiro* created a circle of icy ground around Rukia’s target which transformed into a column upon command, freezing everything on the ground and in the sky within the boundaries of the circle.
Tsugi no Mai, Hakuren fired a wave of ice from the tip of Sode no Shirayuki’s blade which covered the enemy.
San no Mai, Shirafune could only be used if Sode no Shirayuki’s blade was broken or damaged. It reformed the blade from ice particles and cut through anything in her path, also freezing everything in Rukia’s immediate vicinity.
With Sode no Shirakuki’s three dances mastered as well as Rukia’s own above average kido skills she was a formidable opponent in battle and a definite match for any Hollow that could appear in the real world. As such it was no surprise that her next assignment was to go to the Human World and protect the town of Karakura in Japan……..
*Some no Mai, Tsuki Shiro -First Dance, White Moon
Tsugi no Mai, Hakuren - Second Dance, White Ripple
San no Mai, Shirafune -Third Dance, White Cutter
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
The Time Traveller ( FanFic of Howl's moving castle )
Star Lake
I suddenly feel sad when I'm leaving the star lake.
I've been living here for ages. My hair is dyed by the silver stars.
Yes, my hair is still white.
He said that was pretty. I still remember that moment when smile was blooming in his eyes.
We used to be a legend in star lake, a young lady in pure white hair and a wizard, like a fairytale.
I used to think we would not leave each other from now on, but I was wrong.
Mr Wizard cannot be tied by anything, including our romance.
He is like wind from the other shore; and I'm waiting in the river of time.
After very short meet at a tiny point, he will be gone with the twilight.
Like that morning, I found an empty drawing room when I woke up.
There was beautiful sunshine coming from the window.
I could see floating dust dancing in the light.
He was no longer sitting in that chair; I could tell that there was no breath of him.
He is gone, again.
My line of sight went out of the room, there was the garden.
The moving castle was left.
Village of Memories
I'm on my way of finding him.
I repeat this kind of game which is left by him time and time again.
He is like a capricious child, always playing at hide-and-seek.
I have spent most of my time waiting and finding him since I knew him.
I arrived this small village when the sunset coloured everything.
Warm orange flowing in my eyes, then the tears come.
This village is a microcosm of my dream life.
Old couples clung together on the stone stairs, smiling softly.
Can tell the wind is passing by.
A young girl walks over to me, with a basket of flowers on her arm.
“ Want some flower madam? ” ask that girl.
“ They are quite beautiful. ” I answer with a friendly smile.
“They are not just normal flowers, they are flowers of memories.” she keeps recommending.
Sounds fateful. Then I ask how much the flower is. The girl gets grave.
“ You cannot use money to buy memory, that’s profanity.” she says.
“Then how can I get one of them?” ask me.
“ Exchange madam,” she says “ you can use anything that contains your memories in former years to exchange.”
I lower my head to see if there is anything I’m holding has the exchangeability.
After consideration, I decide to give the girl my hair. Its growing with my mind and feeling.
I cut my long braid off and give it to the girl, then I’m given a indigotic flower.
Then memories will be recorded, read and reworded.
At reasonable time.
Dancing Town
The castle keeps travelling for quite a long time.
I decide to have a rest the day on which the flower of memory expires strong fragrance.
I choose a town at the seashore to land.
Music is swarming from the centre of the town.
I can see people crowd around the big fountain.
There is a royal dance party taking place.
Dancing pairs brimming the street, gorgeous skirts blooming like flowers.
Beer bubbles are boiling like celebrating a jubilation.
I'm standing at the edge of the crowd, watching the pomp.
The little boy who is standing next to me has pure black hair and comely face.
His white shirt makes him look tidy and immaculate.
He turns his face to me maybe because I keep looking at him.
“ Are you alone? ” He has clear voice, like a tiny stream flowing past the valley.
“ Maybe yes.” I answer.
“ Then, shall we dance? ” he offers his hand with a facile smile.
“ Thank you my little gentleman,” I say “ It's very nice of you but I've decided not to dance anymore.”
He seems disappointed.
I told him that I had a dream dance long long time ago, it was a sky waltz.
I took the strokes in mind air, holding someone's hands.
The town and throng of people was under our steps.
Music was performacing from the overlooked ground, people were laughing and drinking.
Nobody saw our dance, nobody was conscious of our dance.
But it was the most charming moment in my life.
I tell the boy that he will meet a girl on day, they will have a dance like that.
I tell him to keep the invitation till the girl appears.
The melody is over, all the pairs is getting back.
We get apart by the crowd.
The boy gets faraway, but I can hear his whoop faintly.
“My name is Howl, an intern wizard ! ”
I glaze over by the astoundment, but his silhouette disappear in the huge crowd of people.
The Moving Castle
Hey Mr.Wizard.
Did I miss you again?
Was that you there?
Am I travelling over the time to sow the seeds of memoris, so that you can catch every hint I leave?
The castle is flying in the clouds, passing the mountains and forests, towns and streets.
It is also passing the time.
When the flower of memory is breathing out blazing fragrance, it that the time I'm going to meet you at the point of intersection?
No matter where you are, no matter what kine of state you are, I will find you.
I will.
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I suddenly feel sad when I'm leaving the star lake.
I've been living here for ages. My hair is dyed by the silver stars.
Yes, my hair is still white.
He said that was pretty. I still remember that moment when smile was blooming in his eyes.
We used to be a legend in star lake, a young lady in pure white hair and a wizard, like a fairytale.
I used to think we would not leave each other from now on, but I was wrong.
Mr Wizard cannot be tied by anything, including our romance.
He is like wind from the other shore; and I'm waiting in the river of time.
After very short meet at a tiny point, he will be gone with the twilight.
Like that morning, I found an empty drawing room when I woke up.
There was beautiful sunshine coming from the window.
I could see floating dust dancing in the light.
He was no longer sitting in that chair; I could tell that there was no breath of him.
He is gone, again.
My line of sight went out of the room, there was the garden.
The moving castle was left.
Village of Memories
I'm on my way of finding him.
I repeat this kind of game which is left by him time and time again.
He is like a capricious child, always playing at hide-and-seek.
I have spent most of my time waiting and finding him since I knew him.
I arrived this small village when the sunset coloured everything.
Warm orange flowing in my eyes, then the tears come.
This village is a microcosm of my dream life.
Old couples clung together on the stone stairs, smiling softly.
Can tell the wind is passing by.
A young girl walks over to me, with a basket of flowers on her arm.
“ Want some flower madam? ” ask that girl.
“ They are quite beautiful. ” I answer with a friendly smile.
“They are not just normal flowers, they are flowers of memories.” she keeps recommending.
Sounds fateful. Then I ask how much the flower is. The girl gets grave.
“ You cannot use money to buy memory, that’s profanity.” she says.
“Then how can I get one of them?” ask me.
“ Exchange madam,” she says “ you can use anything that contains your memories in former years to exchange.”
I lower my head to see if there is anything I’m holding has the exchangeability.
After consideration, I decide to give the girl my hair. Its growing with my mind and feeling.
I cut my long braid off and give it to the girl, then I’m given a indigotic flower.
Then memories will be recorded, read and reworded.
At reasonable time.
Dancing Town
The castle keeps travelling for quite a long time.
I decide to have a rest the day on which the flower of memory expires strong fragrance.
I choose a town at the seashore to land.
Music is swarming from the centre of the town.
I can see people crowd around the big fountain.
There is a royal dance party taking place.
Dancing pairs brimming the street, gorgeous skirts blooming like flowers.
Beer bubbles are boiling like celebrating a jubilation.
I'm standing at the edge of the crowd, watching the pomp.
The little boy who is standing next to me has pure black hair and comely face.
His white shirt makes him look tidy and immaculate.
He turns his face to me maybe because I keep looking at him.
“ Are you alone? ” He has clear voice, like a tiny stream flowing past the valley.
“ Maybe yes.” I answer.
“ Then, shall we dance? ” he offers his hand with a facile smile.
“ Thank you my little gentleman,” I say “ It's very nice of you but I've decided not to dance anymore.”
He seems disappointed.
I told him that I had a dream dance long long time ago, it was a sky waltz.
I took the strokes in mind air, holding someone's hands.
The town and throng of people was under our steps.
Music was performacing from the overlooked ground, people were laughing and drinking.
Nobody saw our dance, nobody was conscious of our dance.
But it was the most charming moment in my life.
I tell the boy that he will meet a girl on day, they will have a dance like that.
I tell him to keep the invitation till the girl appears.
The melody is over, all the pairs is getting back.
We get apart by the crowd.
The boy gets faraway, but I can hear his whoop faintly.
“My name is Howl, an intern wizard ! ”
I glaze over by the astoundment, but his silhouette disappear in the huge crowd of people.
The Moving Castle
Hey Mr.Wizard.
Did I miss you again?
Was that you there?
Am I travelling over the time to sow the seeds of memoris, so that you can catch every hint I leave?
The castle is flying in the clouds, passing the mountains and forests, towns and streets.
It is also passing the time.
When the flower of memory is breathing out blazing fragrance, it that the time I'm going to meet you at the point of intersection?
No matter where you are, no matter what kine of state you are, I will find you.
I will.
…
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
The movie Transporter 3
Other fanfic sites.
http://www.webring.com/hub?ring=fromsilverscreen
summary/ full synopsis of the movie Transporter 1,2 and 3 for those of you who haven’t watched
http://www.fandango.com/thetransporter_v265929/summary
http://www.starpulse.com/Movies/Transporter_2,_The/Summary/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1129442/synopsis
not many people have written fan fiction of Transporter 3 I guess because it is quite a recent movie….
thers a few of transporter1 or 2 though
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4533619/1/Five_Things_That_Never_Happened_To_Frank_Martin
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4278782/1/All_the_Great_Things_are_Simple
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3703628/1/Complications
reviews and pictures of Transporter 3
http://www.filmofilia.com/2008/11/26/transporter-3-reviews/
http://movies.sulekha.com/english/transporter-3/reviews/62109.htm
http://www.cinemablend.com/reviews/Transporter-3-3550.htmlhttp://au.movies.ign.com/articles/933/933642p1.html
http://www.webring.com/hub?ring=fromsilverscreen
summary/ full synopsis of the movie Transporter 1,2 and 3 for those of you who haven’t watched
http://www.fandango.com/thetransporter_v265929/summary
http://www.starpulse.com/Movies/Transporter_2,_The/Summary/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1129442/synopsis
not many people have written fan fiction of Transporter 3 I guess because it is quite a recent movie….
thers a few of transporter1 or 2 though
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4533619/1/Five_Things_That_Never_Happened_To_Frank_Martin
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4278782/1/All_the_Great_Things_are_Simple
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3703628/1/Complications
reviews and pictures of Transporter 3
http://www.filmofilia.com/2008/11/26/transporter-3-reviews/
http://movies.sulekha.com/english/transporter-3/reviews/62109.htm
http://www.cinemablend.com/reviews/Transporter-3-3550.htmlhttp://au.movies.ign.com/articles/933/933642p1.html
Howl's moving castle
Hey guys, that's what I would like to write about.
I can tell that some of you guys are interested in Jp animes as well from Silmarien's FanFic. That's great.
Maybe you guys already seen this movie, but I still put some introduction here just in case some of you may not know the story of Howl's moving castle .
******** links below ********
It's the official web site for Howl's moving castle
http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/castle/
You can quickly go through the plot by clicking here
http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/animatedfilms/studioghibli/howlssynopsis.html
Below is the trailer of the movie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hbntEofuT0
I found a MAD of the theme song "sekai no yakusoku"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAssjItO198
It's a beautiful song, you will have a main image of the characters and the story after watching this MAD.
Here is my favourite sound track from the OST
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uklp_5f-G_s&feature=related
PS. These musics bring me the feeling about writing.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sode no Shirayuki -Sleeve of White Snow
This is a fanfic about a Manga/anime called 'Bleach' and one of its main characters Rukia Kuchiki.
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Rukia rested her Zanpakutou easily on her shoulder and turned to hide her face, offended by Ichigo’s belief that she couldn’t handle a measly Arrancar on her own. The movement brought Ichigo’s attention to her blade and his mouth dropped open as he looked at it properly for the first time.
“Rukia, your sword –” he faltered.
“Sode no Shirayuki.” It was Rukia’s gikon who answered his unspoken question. “It is said to be the most beautiful of all the snow and ice Zanpakutou in Soul Society. The blade, the guard, even the hilt. A Zanpakutou of the purest white.”
She narrated Rukia’s story to Ichigo as she continued to hold him down, occasionally tightening her hold when he made sarcastic comments or interrupted her, resulting in yells of pain followed by swearing and then silence as she continued her explanation.
Rukia was secretly pleased at Ichigo’s amazement, it reminded her of her own wonder when she’d first released Sode no Shirayuki and seen her true form. As her gikon talked to Ichigo her mind drifted back to her days as a member of 13th Division of the Thirteen Protection Squads.
Many Years Ago……
“Dance! Sode no Shirayuki!”
Rukia passed her hand down the length of her Zanpakutou and watched it transform in a cloud of snow. The steel blade turned completely white, as did the guard and hilt. From the end of the hilt a white ornament hung and attached to it was a long pure white ribbon which fluttered in the breeze. Entranced Rukia stared at it for a long moment, the empty clearing where she practiced completely silent except for the whistle of the wind and her own heartbeat. Finally after long minutes of awed contemplation of her Zanpakutou Rukia extended her arm and made a few experimental swings with her newly transformed sword. Her teachers had drummed it into her that even though she could now reach the released stage of her Zanpakutou she must still learn to use it properly and now was as good as any time to start.
Sode no Shirayuki almost sang in her hand as her blade cut the air leaving infinitesimal ice crystals in her wake so that as Rukia continued to swing, the air seemed to glitter where she passed. Rukia almost cried as she came to a halt, finally she was progressing, finally she had something worthy to tell Byakuya to prove that his adoption of her was not a mistake!
As the afternoon continued she worked with Sode no Shirayuki, trying to understand her and strengthen the bond between them. A Zanpakutou was no mere sword with a few extra additions, each was a reflection of their Shinigamis’ soul and personality and had a spirit all its own. Every Zanpakutou had its own unique talents and abilities which must be learned and understood and only the Zanpakutou could teach its wielder about itself and its abilities because as every soul was different so were no two Zanpakutou alike (except for an exceedingly unusual occurrence where Hitsugaya Toushiro and Sōjirō Kusaka manifested the same Zanpakutou spirit resulting in twin Zanpakutou).
Rukia was determined to go as far as she and Sode no Shirayuki could go together in order to honour the time and effort her teachers and friends put in to help her suceed. Time passed and slowly she discovered Sode no Shirayuki’s secret –her dances.
Some no Mai, Tsuki Shiro (First Dance, White Moon) created a circle of icy ground around Rukia’s target which transformed into a column upon command, freezing everything on the ground and in the sky within the boundaries of the circle.
Tsugi no Mai, Hakuren (Second Dance, White Ripple) fired a frozen wave from the tip of Sode no Shirayuki’s blade which covered the enemy in ice, hindering movement if not freezing them entirely.
San no Mai, Shirafune (Third Dance, White Cutter) could only be used if Sode no Shirayuki’s blade was broken or damaged. It reformed the blade from ice particles and cut through anything in her path, also freezing everything in Rukia’s immediate vicinity.
With Sode no Shirakuki’s three dances mastered as well as Rukia’s own above average kido skills she was a formidable opponent in battle and a definite match for any Hollow that could appear in the real world. As such it was no surprise that her next assignment was to go to the Human World and protect the town of Karakura in Japan……..
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Rukia rested her Zanpakutou easily on her shoulder and turned to hide her face, offended by Ichigo’s belief that she couldn’t handle a measly Arrancar on her own. The movement brought Ichigo’s attention to her blade and his mouth dropped open as he looked at it properly for the first time.
“Rukia, your sword –” he faltered.
“Sode no Shirayuki.” It was Rukia’s gikon who answered his unspoken question. “It is said to be the most beautiful of all the snow and ice Zanpakutou in Soul Society. The blade, the guard, even the hilt. A Zanpakutou of the purest white.”
She narrated Rukia’s story to Ichigo as she continued to hold him down, occasionally tightening her hold when he made sarcastic comments or interrupted her, resulting in yells of pain followed by swearing and then silence as she continued her explanation.
Rukia was secretly pleased at Ichigo’s amazement, it reminded her of her own wonder when she’d first released Sode no Shirayuki and seen her true form. As her gikon talked to Ichigo her mind drifted back to her days as a member of 13th Division of the Thirteen Protection Squads.
Many Years Ago……
“Dance! Sode no Shirayuki!”
Rukia passed her hand down the length of her Zanpakutou and watched it transform in a cloud of snow. The steel blade turned completely white, as did the guard and hilt. From the end of the hilt a white ornament hung and attached to it was a long pure white ribbon which fluttered in the breeze. Entranced Rukia stared at it for a long moment, the empty clearing where she practiced completely silent except for the whistle of the wind and her own heartbeat. Finally after long minutes of awed contemplation of her Zanpakutou Rukia extended her arm and made a few experimental swings with her newly transformed sword. Her teachers had drummed it into her that even though she could now reach the released stage of her Zanpakutou she must still learn to use it properly and now was as good as any time to start.
Sode no Shirayuki almost sang in her hand as her blade cut the air leaving infinitesimal ice crystals in her wake so that as Rukia continued to swing, the air seemed to glitter where she passed. Rukia almost cried as she came to a halt, finally she was progressing, finally she had something worthy to tell Byakuya to prove that his adoption of her was not a mistake!
As the afternoon continued she worked with Sode no Shirayuki, trying to understand her and strengthen the bond between them. A Zanpakutou was no mere sword with a few extra additions, each was a reflection of their Shinigamis’ soul and personality and had a spirit all its own. Every Zanpakutou had its own unique talents and abilities which must be learned and understood and only the Zanpakutou could teach its wielder about itself and its abilities because as every soul was different so were no two Zanpakutou alike (except for an exceedingly unusual occurrence where Hitsugaya Toushiro and Sōjirō Kusaka manifested the same Zanpakutou spirit resulting in twin Zanpakutou).
Rukia was determined to go as far as she and Sode no Shirayuki could go together in order to honour the time and effort her teachers and friends put in to help her suceed. Time passed and slowly she discovered Sode no Shirayuki’s secret –her dances.
Some no Mai, Tsuki Shiro (First Dance, White Moon) created a circle of icy ground around Rukia’s target which transformed into a column upon command, freezing everything on the ground and in the sky within the boundaries of the circle.
Tsugi no Mai, Hakuren (Second Dance, White Ripple) fired a frozen wave from the tip of Sode no Shirayuki’s blade which covered the enemy in ice, hindering movement if not freezing them entirely.
San no Mai, Shirafune (Third Dance, White Cutter) could only be used if Sode no Shirayuki’s blade was broken or damaged. It reformed the blade from ice particles and cut through anything in her path, also freezing everything in Rukia’s immediate vicinity.
With Sode no Shirakuki’s three dances mastered as well as Rukia’s own above average kido skills she was a formidable opponent in battle and a definite match for any Hollow that could appear in the real world. As such it was no surprise that her next assignment was to go to the Human World and protect the town of Karakura in Japan……..
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
my fanfic sites
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanfic/src.php/a/1988 -lots of bleach fanfics and from the looks of things quite a few of them are hilarious
http://www.artistic-anarchy.net/ishihime/extras.html -links to other fanfiction sites, you have to join to read the ones on this site though.
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanfic/src.php/a/2076 -tsubasa reservoir chronicles, again looks like quite a few funny ones
http://www.animeforum.com/showthread.php?t=71861 an interesting cross over of Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles and the novel Through the Looking Glass. Hmmm
http://community.livejournal.com/inuyasha_fanfic/ -a site for all inuyasha fans to flick through
http://www.inuyasha-fiction.com/viewuser.php?uid=1672 another site for Inuyasha fans
http://www.winglin.net/fanfic/ a fanfiction database with lots of fics about anything and everything
http://www.winglin.net/fanfic/ -a good anime fanfiction site
http://rayearth_fanfiction.tripod.com/catagories.html a great site for Rayearth fans (myself included)
http://www.neorayearth.net/dimension4/mkr/fic/index.php another great Rayearth fanfic site.
http://www.artistic-anarchy.net/ishihime/extras.html -links to other fanfiction sites, you have to join to read the ones on this site though.
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanfic/src.php/a/2076 -tsubasa reservoir chronicles, again looks like quite a few funny ones
http://www.animeforum.com/showthread.php?t=71861 an interesting cross over of Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles and the novel Through the Looking Glass. Hmmm
http://community.livejournal.com/inuyasha_fanfic/ -a site for all inuyasha fans to flick through
http://www.inuyasha-fiction.com/viewuser.php?uid=1672 another site for Inuyasha fans
http://www.winglin.net/fanfic/ a fanfiction database with lots of fics about anything and everything
http://www.winglin.net/fanfic/ -a good anime fanfiction site
http://rayearth_fanfiction.tripod.com/catagories.html a great site for Rayearth fans (myself included)
http://www.neorayearth.net/dimension4/mkr/fic/index.php another great Rayearth fanfic site.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Link to FanFic sites
http://www.fanfiction.net/
I just put this link above as a test
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below is the link to the page of fan fictions of the movie Howl's moving castle <—— this is what I want to write about~~
http://www.fanfiction.net/anime/Howls_Moving_Castle/
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This another space to find anime fanfics
http://archangelunmei.livejournal.com/
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It's the official site for Hayao Miyazaki's animation studio
http://www.ghibli.jp/
nd it's an introduction site i English
http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/
introduction to specific movies
http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/animatedfilms/studioghibli/flash.html
I just put this link above as a test
*******
below is the link to the page of fan fictions of the movie Howl's moving castle <—— this is what I want to write about~~
http://www.fanfiction.net/anime/Howls_Moving_Castle/
*******
This another space to find anime fanfics
http://archangelunmei.livejournal.com/
********
It's the official site for Hayao Miyazaki's animation studio
http://www.ghibli.jp/
nd it's an introduction site i English
http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/
introduction to specific movies
http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/animatedfilms/studioghibli/flash.html
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