Luna was soft. This, Ginny knew for a fact. Soft in every conceivable way, from the silky fray of her robes to the whispers she spoke in late at night.

Some fluffy Madoka/Sayaka ficlets with heavily implied Mami/Homura and Kyoko laughing at them all.

Neru thinks she isn't exactly in tip top shape when it comes to mental health, and apparently, so does everybody else. [rewrite of Skinny]

"Without a care in the world I practically rip the door open, and step inside; lugging my suitcase behind me. Maybe this won't be so bad... Then again, this is me we're talking about." A rewrite of the NeruHaku college AU from way back when my grammar was non existent.

It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon in mid October when Sakura Kyoko realized she'd have to win over Sayaka Miki's cat before she could even attempt to move in with her.

Remember when you were warm? When you weren't a slab of stone haphazardly stuck in the ground. Remember when Miku used to smile? When she and Luka would giggle over the most trivial things. Remember when Ia could breathe properly? When she would laugh the most, and challenge us to tongue twister contests.

He had to find him. He just had to. He didn't care whether he was healthy or not by the end of it, he just needed to find him. To find him and never let go.

"But she doesn't see herself, no she sees a monster. She sees an Ursa, with the wings of a Nevermore, and the eyes of a Deathstalker. She sees King Taijitu fangs running along her jaw in a jagged line, and the fur of a Beowolf cascading down her shoulders. And she cries."