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Formerly MagicalStarlight.

Update as of 14/5/2017: Came back, checked out my old stories and holy crap so much darkness.

Name (BleachxHarryPotter) in French : http://www.fanfiction.ws/s/6586815/1/

Possible stories ;
Otherwise known as Way Too Many Plot Bunnies

12/11/13

Black Tea One Piece ; One Piece SI. What it says lol.

Antevorta Porrima; Naruto ; SI/OC Knowing one future was bad enough, but then there's all these doujutsu business and suddenly there's so many bad endings...

Kind of wondering what happens if, after entering Narutoverse, the character gains Senrigan / Eye of Providence or just the ability to see the futures laid out before... And then realize that many turns out to be bad endings. Her/His struggles to reach a good or at least better ending.

12/11/13 End

12/23/13

Epiphany Katekyo Hitman Reborn! ; When Reborn's plan of crossdressing Tsuna backfires on him by way of an unexpected nosebleed, he realizes he's created a monster and sits back, enjoying the show for all its' worth.

Tsuna's Uke-romes turned out much more deadly then his tutor expected and his long-time-no-used brain at last manages some decent plotting.

(( Or Germaphobe !Tsuna / Obsessive cleaning/OCD!Tsuna))

Kendou ; SI/OC into KHR world as Mochida.

12/23/13 End

5/1/14

Set Fire to the Rain ; Ironically, the last wizard anybody expected would be a world-weary immortal dealing with terrible luck finds himself in Middle Earth. He stubs the cigarette on the ground and lets out a quiet, bitter chuckle, "Harry would've figured these kind of things would happen to him, innit?" Blue eyes gazed across the barren land and his fiery red hair flowed with the light breeze, before he lifts his heavy boots and makes his way towards the dark forest, leaving behind the faint smell of smoke and fading ashes.

Welp. I really would like to see a LOTR x HP xover with... The mystery character above. It'd be a great break from all the HP and Hermione. (Though I've read some that are brilliant, it gets a little dreary reading through the not so... Um. Y'know.) CHALLENGE!

His heart skipped a beat. The Elf stared, part of him wanting to reach out towards the mesmerizing color of flames, a stark contrast against the heavy rain. Idly, the other part wonders, 'Is it even possible to fall in love while in battle?'

Because that's what's happening, he thinks, his body instinctively continuing with the act of permanently disabling the orcs. His eyes always trailed back though, watching the crude dance the other does, casually slicing off heads like a hot knife through butter. It was perfect imperfection at its' best and he feels like a young Elfling again, barely out of his first century as his lips curl up. He catches the startled look on Aragorn's face from the corner of his eyes, and he's sure Isildur's heir would berate, then tease him after the battle.

For now, he forces himself to return to battle. He'd indulged for far too long in the middle of bloodshed.

( Just because. Little tidbit of Legolas x Ron . Just because. *insanecackle* )

5/1/14 End

5/5/14

Gwailoth;"Ooookay... I'm just going to, er, retreat somewhere and hermit until the end of life. Yup." SI/OC into M.E... Reincarnation fic.

Hello, my name is Gwailoth, or more commonly known as Anemone by the people in town. I once had another name, though it is now irrelevant and I had been a chef before death claimed me at the ripe old age of 34. It was a fairly typical story and my memories are now hazy, so it doesn't really matter either.

What does matter now, however, is when I find out I was named thus because my father found me in a basket floating down the riverside. He claimed there was a gentle wind that blew me towards him and the name itself engraved upon the basket confirmed the name he had in mind. I don't know how he got the meager amount of Sindarin into his head considering he's a farmer, but it isn't something that was brought up anymore so I will probably never know. (Which reminds me, I had to learn a whole friggin' new language. Curse you convenient plots when it comes to girls who fall into Middle Earth! Westron is not English! Why couldn't it have been convenient for me too? Tch.)

And the most important thing, was that fifty summers had passed, but I still looked like a kid.

Of course, the pointy ears, lack of need for sleep, unnatural acrobatic talent and crazy mad skills in senses was a pretty big give-away and it took ages before I realized where the heck I am, though it was still a big shock when father, now old and rickety in his bones, sat me down and spoke solemnly to me, "Anemone... No, Gwailoth. I have not long left and now realize that I should not have kept you away from people. Tis' regretful, my beautiful daughter, but I think it is time for you to return to the elves. I have heard stories of where they might be, so that will be where you head towards. It is time for you to put down your creations, however delicious (It was a headache to recreate recipes, but a craving for twinkies must be satiated), and head out to find your real family."

He looked out the window, towards the setting sun and sighed, "I've been hearing stories about a dragon lately and worry so..."

'Ooookay... I'm just going to, er, retreat somewhere and hermit until the end of life. Yup.' Naturally I did not say that, merely stared at the old man and frown, letting him finish his long talk about adventures. When at long last he stopped and we retreated for rest, I nodded to myself and thought, 'Yup. Let what sounds like Smaug the dragon do his shit, let the Company do their shit and later let the Fellowship end this shit. Now, which mountain would be good to hermit in...'

Alternatively, "Yes, I'm a chef... What do you mean by that? Just because I was a samurai doesn't mean I can't have a change of heart and decide to switch my career to cooking!" She was once a she. Now she's a he and he has no intentions whatsoever to have any link to the 'characters' he knows.

Six Feet Above;Lotr; "Ugh... What the... I wake up after ages and suddenly it's the medieval era?" There was a pause as my arm chose that moment to detach away from the feeble strings that held it to my shoulder, "Fu--... Well, this is going to take awhile, eh." SI/OC, a zombie who napped too long under the peach tree wakes up to find that the earth she was buried in had changed when she woke up and clawed out.

5/5/14 End

15/5/14

Shiroyasha Once upon a time, Sakata Gintoki lived. And then he died. And then he was reborn, memories fully intact... "Hmm.. Hmm... Hatake... Kakashi." He rolls the name experimentally around, eyes as droopy as ever. His silver hair was now spiked up, fluffy in ways the last life's natural perm could never be. His steel-blue eyes blinked slowly, finding his baby self rather adorable, a part of him idly wondering if his 'father' would be shocked to step in and find his baby boy walking all over now at a mere year old of age. Instead of that, he repeats his 'name' again, "Hatake... Kakashi."

A Gintama x Naruto crossover, with Gintoki reincarnated as Kakashi.

Green Leaf ; Yamanaka Aomori was a quiet, peaceful man. The Yamanakas aren't quite sure how long he's been around, but it's an unspoken clan secret that the man is to be left alone. They pretended he isn't there unless he talks and would cover up for him each time non-clan members remarked about the 'off-ness' about him. The Naras and Akimichis are curious, but like Konohagakure, are honor-bound to not pry and to simply brush off startled comments like, "He's not human!" "He has pointy ears!" "Did you see his archery? It's crazy!" "He walks around the Forest of Death and talks to trees like they're alive!" "Do you think he might be related to Hashirama...?"

On the other hand, the once-upon-a-time Legolas Greenleaf simply finds these children rather amusing.

15/5/14 End