SlipperySanity

I looked at myself and I was falling, falling...

SlipperySanity

And everything I couldn't do turned out to be the best.

Madoro

Já diziam que uma mentira contada mil vezes torna-se verdade, mas isso não se aplica aos bobos.

Kamui Nishimura

Small daily stories about love in small gestures. Because love doesn't need anything grand to be beautiful. —Microstories for the Flufftober 2023 challenge (Fanfics)-

KaguraWay

A youkai, taking the form of a beautiful woman, sings to attract men during blizzards in the forest, who end up lost, frozen to death by the snow. A boy having fun for the first time with his friends in the snow in this forest, listens to the youkai's melody and disappears for a few hours, being found in a hollow tree trunk curled up while sleeping, with no signs of hypothermia , with only a memory of what happened... "The mysterious figure approaches me and her hand touches my face. She is cold as snow, but her affection warms me. I don't I feel colder, I've lost myself, and I don't know if I want to go back now that he's close to me, like I've found my soul mate." Years later, now an adult, Reita is attending college in Tokyo, and nightmares about what happened when he disappeared into the forest in the snow as a child begin to plague him. So, at Christmas time, he goes back to that forest to discover if they are dreams or a forgotten memory. A Christmas tale based on a song about snow.

halwill

Even demons have this and that they don't want to talk about. It was not convenient for Takanori to say his name left and right, especially if it was just to provoke him. A name is also a purpose. And he didn't want to see his between those beautiful, corrupted lips.