writing

a collection of writings, both finished and works in progress. i also have an ao3 here. [C] indicated completed works while [I] is incomplete, and may or may not finish.

at the moment these links just go to either my ao3 page or a new page, however i plan to have them hosted here once i figure out how to do that :)

[C] eyes like skies during the pour

words: 1587

series: fire emblem radiant dawn

summary:

I know you're worried about me, she whispered. Her eyes nearly wavered over to him but she held firm. Had to hold firm. I know, but I also know you understand as well. You’re a smart man.

She was always like this. Pelleas felt his fist clench on his left hand, then released. His heart pounded at her compliments, even now, but if he kept his head in the clouds he wouldn't see the way she would sneak away before addressing what needed to be. Micaiah's light was so bright it blinded him at times.

(micaiah works herself too hard, and pelleas tries his best to ease her)

content: hurt/comfort



[C] when morning comes our way, i'll be here to stay

words: 1496

series: revolutionary girl utena

summary:

The most beautiful flower to catch her eye was the red rose. Cautious not to touch, she leaned in to inspect a small batch of them. each shined in a brilliant crimson, thorns and dangerous, but the red of the flower itself was wonderful to see. They must be the centerpiece here, with Himemiya being the Rose Bride and all. Even in comparison to other roses she's seen in her life, this one felt more… alive.

It sort of reminded her of Himemiya's dress.

(utena takes a look at the garden, forgets, and remembers)

content: post-canon, healing



[I] i'd find i forgot even the warmth you shared with me

words: 1291

series: fire emblem radiant dawn

summary:

He remembers, and he does not forget. He does not forget the passerby who wouldn't spare a glance at him. He does not forget tugging on a shopkeeper's dress, looking up to ask for food, directions, anything, and getting back a look that killed him inside. He does not forget the whispers heard around the Daein mercenary camp of what he could be.

The only blessing is that he does not forget Ike and that day under the tree.

Soren had stopped believing in a benevolent Goddess long ago, but if there is one, him remembering Ike had to be her work.