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A delightful read. The flashback was a good moment, and helped to split up the Jigoro scenes so it wouldn’t send so obvious he changed, but really, I get the impression he was going to say yes even from the first scene. I think Jigoro opening up was a little hamfisted, but it’s a good premise I have...

Wow, for a first foray into the forums, wow. Anyway, I usually preface first posts on the renai with a welcome! Welcome to this strange and peculiar little community of us, it's very good to see some new talent on the boards, and you clearly have some interesting thoughts on the game from your other...

Welcome to the forums! Always good to see some new faces here! As always, first port of call for a new writer should be the 'Tips of Fanfic Writers' thread, great information and tips in there! 3) I won't tolerate any type of offensive behaviour and comments. I'll gladly accept feedback, but not ran...

How fitting, after all our (my) talk of monuments, you should choose the same as me. Memorial services are solemn, but somehow freeing affairs. Honestly, it's Mutou's silence that speaks volumes in this story. That final paragraph touched me immensely. Somehow, with the focus being on Saki's remembr...

What a lovely story! The quotes from in game work wonders too to establish, 1) where are and 2) how these characters are circling one another. Of course, there’s a storm on the horizon for these two... but this is still an optimistic tale. The first section and second section are undoubtedly the str...

This story was written in response to the YA server competition, where we are given pairings, locations, and modifiers to write a yarn. Below are my options for each, though I think really all the modifies apply in some way or another. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/525122520651661312/696571...

A Country Where the Thunder Goes https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/335582610237685760/704062482217566339/1.jpg ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ It’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. J...

I am Disappeared I read this story 50 days ago. I even kept some notes to help me write my review of it. Unfortunately, those notes weren't particularly detailed, and some combination of the usual reticence and real-life stuff got in the way. But here I am, quite a bit later, finally trying to type...

It's funny, really. Most of my work lately has involved the idea of monuments and then their conclusions. The things I find fascinating are ruins, those things we often find on this forum itself, as Nuke misquotes above, 'art is never finished...' well, we know that to be true. In fact, that's proba...

It wasn't my intention to write Lilly like Lieutenant Commander Data. I wasn't intentionally avoiding contractions, but maybe it was a subconscious thing to make Lilly feel more distinct from Misha and Shizune. Again, it's something that I'll need to pay attention to when I re-read parts of the VN....

Hive tells me this is not the story he was talking about. So, yeah. Still, doesn't really change my thoughts much ha!

An Evening Run • A lovely little piece. There might be ‘ice on the ground’ but thoughts ‘melt’ away, very poetic and really heartfelt. At first, I thought this would be a story where Emi has passed before Hisao, I’m always looking for the twist. You got me with this one though, it’s rare to highlig...

I'm... 11 years late to this particular party. TheHivemind commented on my SX for Crud, claiming that my story was a pretty good prequel to this one? Unless I'm mistaken, I think this is the story he was talking about, and I can see it regardless. It appears that a little bit of heart-ache appeals t...

A good story, and congratulations on winning the contest! Like your other story on the Renai, your Lilly is... off somehow. The analogies you used, or rather you had Lilly use, are good ones - but it's far too Virgilian for how real people talk. You seem to never use contractions in Lilly's speech e...

Away We Go Wassailing Mutou sighed, and a spiral of his cold breath sailed away into the evening. He tapped his foot, tapped his watch, patted down his shirt. He coughed into his curled-up hand. Of course they were late. As if tonight wasn’t going to be long enough already. He sighed again. At leas...