Author has written 9 stories for Inuyasha, X-overs, Harry Potter, Batman Beyond, Yu Yu Hakusho, Batman the Animated Series, Once Upon a Time, Avengers, and Naruto.
On some of my stories I may have Kingdom_Hearts_2_Queen, that's my penname on MM.org I just never changed the name on those stories.
My penname used to be handsoffmyfluffy I just changed it! :D
I forgot to mention review!!
TV Shows and Movies I like (in no particular order):
Buffy: THe Vampire Slayer
Lupin the III
Howl's Moving Castle
Couple's I like (in no order):
Inuyasha/Kagome (it really depends on my mood, I'm more into the crossover pairings)
Inuyasha/Kikyo (they seriously deserve eachother)
Kagome/Miroku (again, my mood rules it)
Kagome/Bankotsu (come on they are cute together XD)
Kagome/Inu Tashio (go Inu-Papa!)
Kagome/Eyes (these are extremly hard to find)
Kagome/Kousuke (again hard to find)
Kagome/Ayumu (again hard to find)
Kagome/Kanone (again hard to find)
Kagome/Kurama (So CUUUTE!!)
Riza/Havoc (on special occasions this one jumps outs at me)
Kagome/Serverus (okay just give this pairing a chance, it's kinda cute :D)
Fanfics I'm Currently Working On (They'll get posted eventually)
Crossover with FF7:CC/HP/SM/IY
Kagome has to go to Hogwarts for the Yule Ball. Her dad (Sirius) is staying at the palace with her mother, her brother is getting ready for the real world and her boyfriend just died. With the help of Cloud, Rei, and Mina, the Yule Ball turns out to be the best night since Zack died. But good times don't last... Inuyasha is trying anyway he can to kill her and Rita Skeeter blowing things out of proportion things seem to take a turn for the worst. Oh, lets not forget Voldemort... things don't exactly turn out the way he wants them too... For him it seems a lot better.
Prequal to Fourth Year
That's not the official name!
As the name says it's the prequal, so everything that happened in Fourth Year is based on this. Spans from Kagome being 15 to her being 19 and going to Midgar only to hear Zack's fate... But is he really gone?
It's still in production. It's gonna be good too. More to come when I finish and get ready to post it.
I'm planning on doing all the Harry Potter years and I'm trying to get them finished and posted as quickly as I can, I love you all!!
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)
Stop the Pairing Wars!
By copying and pasting this in your profile, you vow to respect other pairings and the people that like them.
You shalt not insult them, explain why they can't be together, or say that they would rather be with someone else.
You shalt have your opinions but shalt not insult pairings.You shalt avoid them if you hate them.
You shalt keep an open mind about stories even if you despise the pairing.
You shalt paste this in your profile.
This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted," Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiilling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.