It's really hard to say certain words to someone you care about, especially if those words are selfish ones. "Her eyes seemed to change color like a kaleidoscope—sky blue, emerald green, and turquoise. They were always moving, always changing."
They were more alike than they thought. "'Yeah,' the two both thought as they smiled together. 'I think I like him.'" - Rui Ninomiya/Chihiro Fujisaki
Once Miku goes on Tumblr, she just doesn't stay on Tumblr. She becomes Tumblr. You may die from her idiocy, so be careful. And be careful of her hair, too. "Miku, no."
Memories are the best thing William had ever tasted, but macarons came to a close second. A story of how sweets cure bad dreams. "Sometimes, I wish I could eat my own dreams." [LiEat Fanfiction - Slight William/Efina]
Even a high school delinquent needs love. A fluffy, sweet, and awkward kind of love, that is. "You know, for a so-called delinquent, you're actually kind of a dork." "...A dork?"
In a world where rain is a rare phenomenon, there lies the princess of the Grimoire Kingdom who longs for adventure. And who else would better fit the role as her traveling acquaintance along her journey than... an android? Stuck in a world filled with fantasy and sci-fi, can the two accomplish all of their given requests and finish their own quest on time? "I-I can't save you...!"
"When I was younger, my mother told me to never look up at the sun. I was curious as to why, so one day, I did and there in that split second, I was blinded by light, clueless of my surroundings, left only with the noise of my heavy breathing and beating heart. I think that's what happened when I first saw you." - n.m.
Being dragged outside and getting lost was definitely not Kenma's idea of fun, but did that really matter when he encountered such a cute guy in a place that resembled heaven? No. No, it did not. "... but if he touched the joystick and I touched the joystick... does that mean we're indirectly holding hands?"
'Ghost': A S-rated ghoul with striking white hair and pink eyes, who is rumored to have the ability to vanish from sight. Wears a red scarf. Kisaragi Shintaro: A stupid shut-in that fell in love with a ghoul. Is confirmed to be an idiot. "D-do you like him?" "… I'm not sure. He just reminds me of Tono—wait, Mary! Don't use this for your BL fanfiction!" [KagePro fic w/ TG AU]
"Y-you… you called me… cute?" "What? … I did not say you, of all people, were cute. Of course not. You're hallucinating." Sure, you didn't call him cute, Pittoo. Sure.
An one-shot series of mainly Miku & Piko playing video games. Of course, other Vocaloids and even UTAUs will join the party, too! "Don't you have a life?" "In video games, yes."
She was there because she was an orphan like them, or was she? He was protecting her from that lying monster, or was he? Magical dragons and dreams that want to kill you don't exist, or do they? The story of a lie-eating dragon and an amnesiac dreamer. "Oh, Alice, didn't ya know? You can't xxxx without lyin!" A LiEat/Alice Mare fic! Efina/Allen/William!
A story of a not so bitter cup of coffee and a not so sweet rejection. Sequel to 'Black Coffee' and the answer story to 'Birthday Wishes'. "But if he's like black coffee, I'm like coffee filled with the wrong kind of creamer..."
You can say I'm too curious for my own good, but that doesn't stop me figuring out why there was a girl, who looked a lot like myself, imitating me through the mirror. I... I really wanted to meet her. "Although we're two of a kind, when we walk hand in hand, I feel like we've become one." [Not Morgan/Lucina & Slight AU]
Talking in regular words is hard. Talking through flowers must be harder. And talking about your true feelings... I think that's beyond difficult. '"Where are your friends?" My mother always asks me, exasperated. "Hiding away from people in novels, but don't worry. They talk to me through fine print!" I would always reply back in a cheerful tone.'
No matter how unrealistic it was, I still liked to make impossible wishes. ...Although, I kind of hate how all of my birthday wishes turn out to be impossible in the end. "Let me hold your hand, miss. I can't show you to the cemetery if you keep on getting lost."
A story about a bitter cup of coffee and a sweet friendship. "Sometimes, I like sweet things."