Category Archives: Storytime
[A/N: So I wasn’t able to get this done in time, but it’s still technically Valentine’s some places in the world. Back to Symphogear this time, and the goodest girl: Yukine Chris. I don’t even quite remember how this idea came to me, but I had a lot of fun writing it. I hope you like reading it, too.]
There was cocoa powder everywhere. Yukine Chris was feeling some amount of exasperation. I’ll make chocolate from scratch, she’d thought. It’s just mixing cocoa, sugar, and water, she’d thought. How hard can it be, she had thought. She had even enlisted the help of Shirabe.
Turned out it was trickier than she had thought. Honestly she should have known the moment she started looking up recipes online, and learned that more went into chocolate-making than she expected. Still, things had been going well enough until she had tried using a hand-mixer to blend the cocoa and sugar. Power to the max, that’s how she rolled! The resulting cloud had startled Shirabe so much that she had knocked the butter off of the counter, and onto the floor. It was a miracle the milk hadn’t been knocked over, though it was now finely dusted.
[A/N: In honour of Matsuura Kanan’s birthday, I have written a little story for her. Not the typical birthday fare I’ve done, since it’s not really tied to the celebration. The title is an homage to the Silly Lilies series. This isn’t the same “universe”, but I was never able to put a proper cap on that series, so why not revisit the KanaRuby ship here, I thought. Ruby tries her best.]
“Here, Kanan-chan!” Ruby bowed her head, and thrust forward a small bag tied shut with a cute, red ribbon.
Kanan accepted the bag. It was very light, and she could feel something shuffling about inside when she moved it. “What’s this?” she asked, though the way it felt gave her some ideas already.
“It’s… they’re chocolates…” Ruby said, seemingly very interested in looking at her shoes.
[A/N: The day is here, Suzukaze Aoba’s birthday. Our little girl’s 20th. I don’t drink, have never been truly drunk, nor am I particularly comfortable being around alcohol and drunk people. Yet still I went ahead and did a story about Aoba’s first time drinking. It feels appropriate for the characters, so I wanted to try. Another challenge to myself, I suppose. But since I have so little experience here, I apologise in advance if this comes off as incorrect. And I’m sorry for my poor attempts at giving Yun an accent.]
Finally she was 20 years old, the big Two Oh, and the others couldn’t make fun of her any longer. Or so she thought.
Very carefully Aoba stuck her tongue into the sake cup, and tested it out. “Ugh, it still doesn’t taste good…” she said without thinking. It had been a year, but somehow she hadn’t quite forgotten that taste. Could she have imagined back then where she would be now?
“Still? Aoba-chan, are you admitting to being a criminal?” Hajime sounded far more amused than surprised. The grin on her face certainly suggested as much.
“Eh? I-I-I-I mean…” Aoba sputtered, a moment of panic seizing her.
[A/N: Back to Love Live Sunshine, I had a silly little idea based on how I keep saying “Watanabe You is a very pretty girl”. She really is, but I imagine she wouldn’t think so herself. So why not have your two girlfriends try to convince you? And I know Riko is usually very secretive about her GL lit, but I like relationships where people are comfortable being open about such things. I like to think these three have reached that stage.]
Watanabe You felt very content with the current state of her life. It was cold outside, so she, Chika, and Riko had gathered at You’s place. They were ostensibly there to study, but as soon as they had gotten under the soothing warmth of the kotatsu those plans had fallen apart.
You was half-asleep gazing the same page in the book she had been from the start, Riko had brought out her own literature, and Chika… glancing across the table, You noticed that Chika was just looking at her. Maybe one could even call it staring.
[A/N: I have planned for a while to do a birthday fic for New Game‘s Aoba, and was for a while thinking to just lump her and Hifumi’s fics into one, since they’re only like 10 days apart, but then I got an idea for a short stand-alone for Hifumi. Though I didn’t think of it until the 24th, where I re-discovered her birthday is the 23rd, and not the 28th like I for some reason thought. Between that, and some writer’s block, this is very belated. Sorry about that, Hifumi. Will hopefully get Aoba’s out on time, though.
Also, I think this is most actually video-game focused New Game fic I’ve done.]
“Happy Birthday, love!” It was past dinner, and cake had been had at work, so now it was time for the gifting.
“Thank you, sweetie,” Hifumi said as she accepted Aoba’s present. Though as soon as she took hold of it, she had a feeling she knew what it was. Opening it up merely provided confirmation. “Aoba, why do you keep buying me lingerie?” she asked, even though she knew the answer.
“Because you look so great in it,” Aoba said with a grin, while leaving “You look great in anything” unsaid.
[A/N: This idea has been floating around in my head for a while, but hasn’t felt solid enough to actually grasp. Yet in my current ideas drought I figured I’d give it a go anyway. Having a hard time doing any writing these days, which I did sort of expect at this time of year. January is my lowest point in terms of energy, and also in terms of creativity, it seems.
I love Konohana Kitan though, and not getting to see any kisses was really the only thing I felt was missing. Which is why I wanted to write that in myself.]
The lights were out at Konohanatei, and all good attendants were supposed to be asleep so they could get up early in the morning.
But Yuzu wasn’t being good tonight. Sleep was refusing to come claim her, and instead she found herself watching Satsuki’s sleeping face. Though her night vision was excellent, there was still a limit to how much she could actually see. Yet she had seen that cute face enough that she could easily fill in the blanks. The shape of her nose, her long, beautiful hair, and her soft lips. Yuzu definitely wasn’t feeling like a good girl at the moment.
[A/N: I haven’t really had any burning ideas lately, any flashes of inspiration I’ve just had to write. But I’ve hit the point where I feel like if I don’t write anything, I’m at risk of falling off the wagon. So I rooted around a bit in my drawer of lesser-formed ideas to find something to at least turn into a short fic. And I settled on this Maho Girls Precure idea that has been floating around for a month or two. I really love Mirai and Riko a lot.]
As usual, Riko woke up before the alarm went off. It seemed to come naturally to her, and there weren’t many mornings she was woken by the actual alarm itself. But she had to set it, just in case. Being late was not tolerable.
She disabled the alarm before it had a chance to go off. No need to disturb the other person in the bed, after all. That one didn’t like getting up as early. For a moment Riko was tempted to stay. Mirai had just gotten back from her business trip last night, so they hadn’t had a lot of time together yet. She pretty much fell asleep right away, as well. Riko was really tempted to stay here longer. But only for a moment before she pushed it out of her mind, and sat up.
[A/N: The end of the year is always a busy time, with the holidays happening, best of the year lists to be written, and preparing to get started with January. But by checking well in advance, I learned that Kurosawa Dia’s birthday is on 1. January, and I’ve been preparing for that. Been trying to come up with a good idea all month, and I think I’ve gotten there. Went on longer than I expected, though. Unfortunately there were two other birthdays I missed. Fate’s Nero Claudius on the 15., and Symphogear’s Yukine Chris on the 28.. I really hate that I wasn’t able to do anything for the latter especially, but I simply didn’t have the time or energy. At least I have this one.]
It was New Year’s Eve, and Dia was feeling nervous. And excited. Though she was doing her best at remaining calm, and her best was very good indeed.
It would be five years since they graduated this coming Spring, and since she, Kanan, and Mari parted ways. Today they were all getting together again. It wasn’t like she had never seen them again since. Mari had come back for a short time after she graduated college, and her and Dia had shared a brief moment before Mari had to leave again. And she had seen Kanan just this past Summer. She assumed the two of them had met at some point as well. But this was the first time since they graduated from Uranohoshi that all three of them would be together again.
[A/N: So this idea came to me while playing Fire Emblem Warriors, and watching some of the scenes that play out there. And it was probably also partly inspired by some Camilla/Hinoka fanart I saw. Camilla seems like she’d be a good fit for various F/F pairings, and I love the idea of the two princesses getting together. Slight spoilers for the end of FE: Fates Revelation.]
Princess Hinoka was a Hoshidan royal through and through. A serious woman. Always focused on her duties, and never paying much mind to suitors or courtship. She hadn’t had time for such things while her goal was to free her lost sister Corrin from the hated Nohrians who had stolen her away.
So how had she ended up in princess Camilla’s bed?
She had always been an early riser, and had woken up at dawn as usual. Except at first she hadn’t been able to remember where she was. Until she had rolled around, and seen Camilla’s sleeping face. Now she was sat up in bed, and groggily looking around.
[A/N: I had a different story in mind a week ago, longer and more ambitious, but my bipolar disorder decided to fuck up my brain, so writing has been tough. This isn’t exactly my greatest work, but I just felt such a desperate need to write something, to finish something, that this will do. So this is my fifth and (probably) final Christmas story. I don’t think I’ll have time to do any others between now and New Year’s. This is supposed to be the same YouHane pairing that I did for Yohane’s birthday roughly six months ago.]
Watanabe You was waiting outside of the door to Yohane’s room. In spite of their relationship status, the fallen angel had insisted on changing outfits on her own. Something about it being too distracting to have You in the room, so she had agreed to wait outside. Maybe seeing her all dressed up would be like a nice surprise.
“Okay, you can come in now,” Yohane’s voice said from inside.
You allowed herself a small grin, opened the door, and headed inside. There Yohane stood in a Santa outfit: Red sleeveless dress with a white trim along the hem, a red cap with a fluffy tip, red gloves, and thin, dark stockings. You had made it herself, though it wasn’t quite finished yet. She still wanted to embellish it some more, and she had some boots she was working on. But first she had wanted Yohane to try it on, and see if it fit right.