Facts about the Author:
Nicknames: Gg, Franky
Pen names: Iris Franco 125 (formerly: Pan vs Boxer Boy 125), Iris Sanchez 125 (formerly: Unforgivable Horror 125), Franky Sanchez 125 (formerly: Ayame 125), Gg Sanchez 125 (formerly: HenryCoreenLover125) (ff.net)
For some reason I just can't seem to pick a pen name and stick with it. But I will keep at least one profile page with the updated names for the accounts since I am (slowly) getting back into writing. At the moment this account is the only one I am currently using. If I decide to repost any old stories it will be through Iris Sanchez 125 on ff.net.
Interests: Reading, Writing, Music, Using Witty (read: Mean) Quotes in possible stories
Golda Meir (1898-1978), to a visiting diplomat: "Don’t be so humble - you are not that great."
Denis Diderot (1713-1784): "Man will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest."
Jack Handey, Deep Thoughts: "If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is ‘God is crying’. And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is ‘Probably because of something you did’."
Alice Roosevelt Longworth (1884-1980): "If you haven't got anything nice to say about anybody, come sit next to me."
Rurouni Kenshin: Kaoru/Kenshin/Battousai, Misao/Aoshi, Sanosuke/Megumi, Tsubame/Yahiko, Yumi/Shishio, Tokio/Saitoh
Sailor Moon: Serena/Darien, Mina/Malachite/Kunzite (Malachite), Rei/Jadeite, Ami/Zoisite, Lita/Nephrite
Trigun: Meryl/Vash, Milly/Wolfwood, Legato/OC/Domino
Yuu-Yuu Hakusho: Botan/Kurama, Botan/Hiei
Kaikan (Sensual) Phrase: Aine/Sakuya, Maria/Yuki, Ralph/
Hellsing: Ceres Victoria/Arucard
Imdaoki: Tanpopo/Koki, Tsukiko/Aoi
True Blood: Eric/OC, Eric/Pam, Jessica/Godric, Jessica/Jason, Godric/OC
Bones: Booth/Bones, Hodgins/Angela
Blood Ties: Henry/Coreen
Caitlyn's Way: Eric/Caitlyn, Griffen/Annie, Brett/Taylor
Charmed: Piper/Leo, Phoebe/Cupid, Chris/OC, Wyatt/OC, Wyatt/Chris (non-incest bromance kind of way), Prue/Cole, Prue/Andy
Dark Angel: Max/Logan
Doctor Who: Dr/Rose, Jack/Rose, Dr/Jack
Dollhouse: Mellie-November/Paul, Sierra/Victor
Gilmore Girls: Rory/Jess, Lorelai/Luke
Heroes: Elle/Sylar-Gabriel, Claire/Peter, (On the weird days) Claire/Sylar-Gabriel, Elle/Peter
Favorite Story Quotes:
NOTICE: These story quotes are long and funny and do not in any way, shape, or form belongs to me. They belong to the authors listed. They are officially, in my opinion of officially, some of the best authors on this site. These are their stories, their creative genius, and simply my appreciation for various parts of their amazing works. They are not listed in any specific order or preference and each story is listed with the category and author for those of you who want to find them.
Category: X-Men, X-Men: Evolution, X-Men the animated series
1. Story: Unexpected by Kristen Elizabeth
Remy hung his head. "Dere ain' enough bourbon in de world." But he drew in a huge breath and stood up, forcing himself to see what lay on the other side of the blue cloth. "Mon Dieu…" he muttered a moment later. "W'at's dat blue tin'g, mon ami?"
"The uterus," Hank replied...
2. Story: A Comedy of Letters by Some Scribbles
Rogue to Remy: I’ll never meet you, I have no idea if you’re some old fart potato chip eater who only plays poker online because he’s too fat to fit through the doorframe of his house (no offense if that’s the case) or if you’re some snarky eight year old kid. And if that’s the case I fear for the future. ‘cause you’ve got the dirtiest mind of any eight year old I’ve ever met.
Remy to Rogue: And I’ll talk back to you any time, chere. One day, I hope to show you just how good I am with my tongue.
3. Story: No day should start without coffee by Tempting Sweet Poison
Rogue about Remy: Oddly enough his effing rock hard body does make a fair pillow. He is still a bastard. A kidnapping, manipulative bastard. And he isn’t going to get me. Again. Damn Mardi Gras!
Rogue and Remy:
Gambit finally managed to pry his gaze away from his little fan club to pass down one of the dishes that was coming around.
“Broccoli, cherè?” he said with a smile. This sick part of it was that he made it sound hot, like some sort of pick up line. Bastard.
Rogue and Kitty:
Kitty appeared in my room at the crack of dawn. Okay it was like nine, but it was Saturday and I stayed up late. The first words out of her lips are, “Oh my gosh, isn’t Gamb- I mean Remy soooo hot?” This is a road I do not want to take one tiny step down. But Kitty grabs me by the arm and starts dragging.
Rogue and Logan:
There are three types of people in this world. Some are morning people. Some are not. And the rest don’t like to even acknowledge that there is life before 9:00 A.M. I’ll give you three guesses as to which I am. No one can really blame me when I have mornings that start like this:
I was awoken at seven on Sunday morning. Yes, Seven o’clock. A.M! I should share numerous traits with a corpse at that hour, but no someone decided it was time for me to join the world of the living (soon to be dead if they stood too close when I became fully awake). It was Logan.
He has such wonderfully gentle waking techniques too, let me tell you.
“Stripes, get up.” He ordered roughly, shaking me.
“Lets go Stripes, we need to talk.”
“You need to go screw yourself.”
Fun fact- common sense only seems to function when you are fully awake.
Rogue, Kitty, Logan, and Scott:
I sighed and returned to my book, sneaking looks every now and again. I couldn’t resist. I should have. At about the fourth or five peek, Gambit met my eyes. He smiled and ‘accidentally’ tripped Scott with his foot. I didn’t even bother to choke back a laugh as he feigned an innocent shrug at Scott who started to yell at him. Gambit backed off , hands up to show no harm. Scott went back to trying to get through the course. Gambit leaned over and pulled one of the strings and boom! Scott was flat on the ground again. I laughed harder.
Gambit smiled for an instant at me before rushing over to ‘help’ Scott up. At this time I unlatched the window and edged it open. I seriously needed the sound effects to this little bit.
Scott started yelling at Gambit that he was trying to sabotage him…make him look bad…he was up to no good etc etc. Gambit all the time remained calm and collected, not an ounce of guilt ever crossing his face. This time Gambit left Scott alone completely and headed over towards the rest of the kids to aid them. Kurt was the one in the strings when Swampy struck again. Shocked by a possible misjudgment, Kurt ended up caught upside down, tail flying around. I ended up in tears. Gambit winked at me again as Kurt started yelling in German.
“GUMBO! STOP SHOWING OFF FOR ROGUE AND GET BACK TO WORK!” A sudden voice bellowed. Logan whipped around to glare at me next and I hid my book in front my face in shame. Apparently Wolverine noticed our little game at some point. Damn.
Category: Rurouni Kenshin
4. Story: The Splintered Truth by Ms Western Ink
Aoshi and Misao:
"I might not've gone on a killing spree lately, but how do you know I've never killed anyone? What if some crazy relative comes to claim revenge and takes out my entire fictional family with boring guy?"
He heard the hypothetical and ignored it. Had she truly murdered? Was she guilty of that crime? Did it matter to him if she had? "Who have you killed?"
"You're dwelling on minor details – that's not the point!"
He didn't look appeased at her unwillingness to answer. "You are an innocent, Misao. You need to take a place in this new world and you need a man beside you who fits into it."
"I don't give a single shit about this world if you aren't a part of it. And this whole innocence thing better not be about virginity," she warned.
Good gods, who was she spending her time with?
"You aren't a virgin?" Was that what she was implying? Desperately, he pushed away the possessive snarl that tried to curl out of his chest at the thought. She was free to do as she pleased but he would not encouraged her to be… to be…
"Who cares about a thing like that anymore?" she answered flippantly, crossing her arms and looking, for all the world, disinterested.
"Lighten up, Aoshi-sama, it's a whole new world, remember? What's a fling or two?"
Aoshi, Misao and Okon:
Misao hadn't heard the door open behind her and that traitor, Okon, who was cautiously looking down, had said nothing. But she knew the voice and she'd bet her tabi that he'd been eavesdropping. "A man," she declared boldly, knowing Aoshi-sama had barged his way into a private conversation, yet again. He'd done the same thing earlier in the month.
"Why do you need a man?" she could feel his eyes on the back of her head as if he was trying to stare her down.
"For sex," she answered simply.
"Oh," Okon stood, looking pink. "Please excuse me."
"Chicken," Misao muttered, Okon ignored her and escaped the open doorway, closing it on her way out.
Aoshi came around the table and took Okon's place on the other side. "Didn't you say you loved me?"
"I do love you," she answered bitterly, glaring at him.
"But you need a strange man for sex?"
"You're the one who said I was too innocent for you. As far as I can tell, that can be fixed."
"Am I not good enough, then?"
"Not good enough for what?" she asked, confused.
"To be your husband."
"You won't answer."
"Answer what? You haven't asked anything."
"I told you your options."
"My options," she scoffed.
"You have the courage to talk dirty to me and you can't tell me you want to marry me? That or I'm not good enough to marry, I'm only good enough to-"
"Don't you dare say that!" her eyes widened in horror.
Aoshi, Misao and family/friends:
Misao met breakfast blearily. Sleep had evaded her. Kissing her senseless, Aoshi-sama had sent her off to bed. In her own room no less, she thought grumpily. After that, she hadn't been able to contain her excitement, her joy. She'd tossed and turned restlessly all night. The others, she noticed, looked wonderfully rested. Even Aoshi-sama.
"I have an announcement," she declared, grabbing her cup of milk, which she hated, and raising it up. "I have decided to get married."
Silence rose from the table like a puff of steam.
"Just in general or you have someone in mind?"
"Actually," Misao answered, sipping from her cup. "I think I'm the suitor."
"You're marrying yourself?" Okon grinned.
Misao laughed. "No. I'm going to marry Aoshi-sama."
The others seemed unimpressed and no one immediately said anything. "Well, when you pick a date, let us know." The skepticism in the air was thick.
"A week from today," she retorted tartly, setting her cup down so quickly she nearly upset the contents. "He doesn't want anything fancy. I told him I'd buy him the finest money could buy, you know, if I could afford it." The girls laughed. "But he said he didn't need money to prove my love for him, or… something like that."
Glances were exchanged amongst cynical family members.
"You can stop looking at each other like that. He said yes when I asked him!"
"He's at the damn table!" she snapped.
Okina turned to Aoshi, who was quietly eating. Softly, he sat aside his chopsticks and reached for his tea. "It is the truth; I have accepted."
Any Rurouni Kenshin story by Ravn is awesome! I can always find good Kenshin/Kaoru fanfictions that are well written and very entertaining on multiple levels.