A Spirited Picnic Ch2 Ficbit – Cleanup

Huang and Mao looked after the bento boxes; and if the cat might be snarfing another scrap or two of fish as they went, that was his business.

A Spirited Picnic Ch2 Ficbit – Why Toushirou Makes Sense

“As our resident grouch said, they’re smart kids. They need to know that if the Syndicate does find us, the safest thing they can do is run.” Mao eyed the twins. “Seriously. Run, get help if you can,

A Spirited Picnic Ch2 Ficbit – Fun

“…And time!” Karin called out.

Bruised, winded, and maybe sulking just a little that all three Kurosakis hadn’t been able to pull off more than a 2-1 victory, Ichigo flopped onto the grass by the picnic cloth. “Dead. So dead.”

Post-NaNo Update: Pearl Edits Still In Progress

RL and Murphy notwithstanding, I’ve now gotten through p 174 of what’s currently 200 pages of the 77K word Pearl of Fire draft.

A Spirited Picnic Chapter 1 on AO3

Chapter one of A Spirited Picnic is up on Archive of Our Own. 🙂

Earring Tales: Candy Falls

Hmm. This didn’t come out how I thought it would at all. Was expecting more of a brown-to-red effect?

Earring Tales: Amethyst Ocean

….I got new purples.

A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Missing Pieces

Watching Karin put a particularly vicious spin on a kick headed Hei’s way, Mao chuckled. “You like him.”

Huang kept his eyes on Hei’s block-and-counter, and off knowing violet. “Get out.”

A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Important Question

Huang wasn’t sure if he should thank Ichigo or kick Hei to get going while the going was good. If the Japanese government had mad Doctor Schroeder and his anti-Gate plans, it might not just be the Syndicate who wanted their grubby hands on Hei.

A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Worries

“Mao. You as twitchy as I am that we ain’t been found yet?”

“Hmm. Probably yes and no.” The chipped ear flicked.