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Leaty wrote:I don't really care for "go home to see the family" fics

Well, I'm going to disappoint you eventually, then...

nor am I particularly excited by really Shizune-heavy fics

Uh, hmm... well, time for more fuckitall.

Yes, Miyagi is female (per "Promise of Time"), but that means she can't be the English teacher, because (per "Little Wing") the English teacher is male... Wait... what? That's... random. In all my recollections and review, I never noticed Hisao having class with any teacher other than Mutou, much l...

Have you read the other ones? Not yet. I was just passing through this thread idly, and stopped because anything related to Iwanako immediately captures my rapt attention. I generally avoid ficlets like the plague on instinct since they're all too often used as a smokescreen for some ambiguously te...

Iwanako's Defining Moment Heh, see, this is how you write a ficlet. Have you read the other ones? The only thing I would suggest is changing "EMTs" to "paramedics," Indeed. Would you believe I couldn't remember that word? I stared at it for a long time before giving up and leaving EMTs . In my mind...

*nods* My father's family is also French-Canadian, actually. They settled in Minnesota four generations back. Definitely a cultural thing. Mine moved down from the Montreal area sometime before 1930, and settled into Massachusetts. ...karaoke scene for Developments... The closest I got to that were...

I had a thought, and decided to write it into a little short—probably the shortest story I've written in 10 years. ____________________________________________________ Iwanako's Defining Moment This wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't fair. If anything, I should have been the one on that stretcher...

"Fuck you Hisao"(the comma doesn't seem necessary to me) The comma is grammatically correct, though. To me, since he bothers to reference the girls, and expresses that they've had the opportunity to turn their backs on him, this seems to occur a long time after the Manly Picnic. At worst, by the en...

Awww yeah, early morning Aiko update. Chances of getting anything done at work today have dropped to 0. Very sorry for your loss, I'm sure your boss will understand... or he'll fire you. Either way, I already apologized. Finally a new chapter, was longing for it for weeks. You and me both. You have...

Previous Chapter | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Next Chapter ________________________________________________________________ “I imagine she's celebrating in her own way... That's good, I think,” he remarks, shaking his head as he adds, “Don't hold it against her. If she can find it, she des...

Previous Chapter | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 | Next Chapter ________________________________________________________________ “I had assumed that,” he replies, still looking toward me, “I was just picturing your lovely friend borrowing your new emeralds—a striking match for her eyes... or......

Previous Chapter | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Next Chapter ________________________________________________________________ Setting aside my pessimism, I find myself being dragged through the mall—Yoko would call it being led, I'm sure—past a number of curious onlookers. We really are a mi...

Previous Chapter | Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Next Chapter ________________________________________________________________ Tilting my head slightly, I wonder aloud, “Why are you dressed like Carrie Bradshaw?” “Because only one of us can dress like Daria,” she jokes, waving me along as she...

Well, two months is a long time. Certainly long enough for one chapter. Turns out, I wrote somewhere in the neighborhood of 40,000 words in the process of rebooting this thing twice. Essentially, it came down to figuring out what the point of the chapter was, and I didn't get that cleared up until ...

The endless pursuit. but when the pursuit comes to a stop, what will you be getting the feels from? anohana lol When the pursuit ends you have either reached enlightenment and no longer need passing emotional highs to sustain your self, or have dies and are incapable of experiencing emotion. Which ...

Hmm... That's a scary 'hmm', isn't it? ...Maybe. I am a weaver of plots and dreamer of tales, spinning threads of plans and ideas that span across the internet. I need only sense when a string is taught, and an idea is ensnared in my web, to be incorporated into my latest plans and plots. ...That s...