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It's (just a bit after) Christmas, and you know what that means: It's time for another writers' secret santa ! This year's secret santa got off to a bit of a late start, and I was busier than usual as well, so I couldn't meet my usual self-imposed December 25th deadline. But I powered through anyway...

I have to say with that prompt I would never have considered writing anything but a crackfic (and considering what happened the last time I tried to write one it wouldn't have been pretty...). You took it and wrote a character drama instead. Honestly, I like to think of my secret santa entries as t...

From Craftyatom for XPND.Dev - Disconnection As usual, I posted this over on my one-shot thread, partly because it's a good way of keeping my writing in one place, and partly because my story would've absolutely over-cluttered this poor thread. So click the link to read it, and Happy Holidays to Dev...

“I’ve spoken to many students here, over the years - often because they lost someone close to them. It’s not uncommon for them to feel responsible, as if they could’ve-” “No! You don’t understand, I am responsible!” “Nothing you’ve said so far makes me think that’s the case. Why do you think so?” I ...

“I see. So not long after you befriended Ms. Laennec, you found yourself saddened by the thought that she wouldn’t be around forever.” “Obviously she wasn’t going to be around forever. Nobody’s around forever.” Sigh. “I just didn’t think she’d be gone so soon .” I guess that doesn’t just apply to he...

“So that’s how you came to know Ms. Laennec.” Another last name that she already knows. I wonder just how much this woman knows about Elise - more than I did, back then? I guess we’ll find out soon enough. “Yeah, she was my temporary roommate.” “Yes, but you two were assigned to be roommates. I gath...

“So you knew Mr. Matsuo and Ms. Miura fairly well, then?” I haven’t mentioned their last names. Another sign that this woman already knows the whole story. Not that it makes a difference, apparently. “Sort of. I didn’t really talk to Miki that much, but Daizo liked us both, and we respected him enou...

Disconnection This is not the room I was expecting. The whole place feels nice, but also... wrong . A standing lamp in one corner provides warm lighting, but it’s dim enough that the room feels dark. A tall potted plant sits in the opposite corner, but the room has no windows, so it must be fake. A...

Who said that I can't write succinct secret santa stories? ... because they deserve a medal, honestly. Well, friends, here we are again: time for me to share a story I've written based on a prompt created by another randomly selected writer on this forum (five years running)! As always, it was a lot...

An Ibarazaki Guarantee Excellent! I can't fault you for having some trouble coming up with ideas for the prompt, since it's a bit open-ended, but you definitely did it justice in the end! I did find myself thinking that I enjoy fics where Hisao is sad - perhaps sad Hisao is easier to get right? But...

Thank you very much for this story! Of course I'm biased, because it was written for me, but it was all I hoped for and more*, and it's the one I liked most of all the submissions so far. I'm glad you enjoyed it! I got rather worried about it partway through writing, but it seems like overall, peop...

It has taken me ages to get around to this one, between needing to finish up the semester and then having to throw together my S11. But I finally managed to read it last night, and it was definitely worth the wait: brilliantly done, as expected. I'll start by saying that, as Oddball and Mirage menti...

Dear Hisao I'm not usually a fan of "diary-style" stories, but I found myself quite enjoying this one. You do a good job of making the monologue feel weighty, without being overly dramatic. And of course, as I'm sure has been said before, there are probably a hundred different endings you...

I post all of my one-shots in my own thread, but here's my entry:

From Craftyatom for Mirage_GSM - Rising Steam

Hope you enjoy!

After changing into a towel, I take off my glasses, open the door at the end of our room, and step outside. Of course, by now the sky is pitch black, matching the biting cold. I know you can do it. Yeah right. I couldn’t work up the courage to join the other girls outside earlier. I couldn’t force m...