When Takashi dies, he dies young, like his grandmother and his parents. He is eighteen years old and newly graduated from high school. He takes a year off before going to college. He loves his home far too much to abandon it so easily. When Takashi dies, he comes home. The yōkai no longer speak about Natsume Reiko.

A buzzing in the air, a wail, and then Natsume Takashi's world changes. A story of change told in two parts—architecture and infrastructure, all of which lead to destruction of all that Takashi has known. And yet… "Even if there's nothing here today, there might be something tomorrow." (zombie fic)

Wherein Takashi panics because his greatest strength and weakness is his heart.

Natsume and friends play in the snow.

Wherein a female Matoba Seiji lives life unfettered, for all that her gender would undo her.

Tumblr prompt fills: [1] Can you do a happy fluffy Natsume fic involving winter holidays? If you wanna do shippy I'd like TanuNatsu; [2] Can you do Matoba Seiji&Natori Shuuich? Anything is fine

Sasuke is full of hopes and dreams that will never be fulfilled. "Sensei, I can't see." A simple sentence condemns him.

"They segregated us for a reason," Sasuke admits. His words hang heavy in the air, an ominous portent raising hair on skin. He smiles mirthless—a thin press of lips and narrowed eyes. Seals climb across his skin and shimmer in infinite loops. Those lines should have faded into skin by now and left only the seal matrix in stark relief. You can never trust a Uchiha, Kakashi knows.

In a quest to free Natsume Reiko, Natsume Takashi discovers his grandfather and encounters revelations that were better left unsaid. Knowledge is another heavy burden that Takashi must bear. Or, wherein, Natsume Takashi finds that his grandfather is just as strange and bold as his grandmother. (sequel to Natsume Reiko's Book of Friends)

"At night," Takashi begins carefully, "I dream of Reiko but I don't dream of memories. We are in the forest and she talks to me…" Or, wherein, Takashi learns what happened to Reiko after she died.

"In all things, a balance," the Erlking murmurs, clasping golden hands into his own silver grasp. There is a hungry reverence in the shadows of his face. The moonlight distorts all things in the darkness. "I have waited so long for you, Natsume Takashi." Or, wherein, Natsume Takashi comes to wish that he had never woken up. (sequel to Der Erlkönig)

When Tanuma turns 18, he starts complaining about restless sleep and half-remembered dreams. A month later, he stops complaining. Natsume comes to wish that he never stopped.

Natsume Takashi grows up as Matoba Takashi. In the dying world of the exorcists, for the spiritually strong, love is a scarce commodity easily warped by loneliness. Matoba Seiji falls in love; Matoba Takashi falls in doubt. There is nothing that Seiji will not do for his love.

A brief character study of Ronan, Gansey, Adam, Noah, Blue, and Declan. Excerpt: "In the end, they are triumphant, though not without loss. Goodbye, Noah. Welcome back, Gansey. What to do next, they wonder. Freedom from all the trials and tribulations have left them unbound and drifting in murky waters. Yet a light pierces the dark depths of the waters."

An examination of the relationship between Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki: How unfair, Midoriya thought, that the sun could touch Kacchan in ways that no man ever could. The sun lit him up from the inside-out—his skin, luminescent. Sunlight lent him righteous divinity—crowned in white-gold and ruby-eyed. To be the sunbeams dancing on his skin, Midoriya wished.

Natsume Week 2018 Prompt (July 1): Natsume's Birthday. Turning 18 is a cause for celebration for the sightless, but for Natsume and his family, it's a nightmare come true.

A short character study on the relationship between Steve Rogers and James "Bucky" Barnes.

When Natsume begins to hear a voice, sweet and forceful, he has no father to cry to. It makes no difference. Or: a retelling of Der Erlkönig.

What is the right answer? Or, wherein, Ronan does what he does best: dream.

"I find it funny," Lance says with eyes that burn, a mouth that twists, "that even the Galra say, 'We are all made of stardust.' I find it even funnier that nobody has ever realized that we could just as easily take back our dust." Or, wherein, Lance isn't as human as he seems to be (but he isn't alone).

Natsume Takashi is the worst siren that Tanuma Kaname has ever met in his life. He isn't terrible in the sense that you cry out, "Oh god, a carnivorous sea creature is out to lure me to my death!" He is terrible in the sense that you can't help but coo, "Aww, what an adorable little dear!" And when you're a siren, that's not at all a compliment.

A look into Matoba Seiji and his backstory: Lightning and thunder precede Matoba Seiji's arrival into the world.

Episode 12 from Hanamori's point of view.

A look into Lance: It's cold out here in this purple-hued corridor. Or maybe Lance is the one who is cold. Ice-water coursing through his veins as hot blood hemorrhages out. You know, it's really tiring to lose a lot of blood. Lance rates this experience 1/5 stars, never doing this again. Galra spaceship: 1/5 stars; horrendous service and terrible atmosphere.

A look into Natsume Takashi before and after: When he was younger, being Natsume Takashi was a curse. But when he is older. . .oh, what a blessing!

A look into Viktor Nikiforov: Viktor feels like the dying remnants of a world long gone to waste. A world full of icy iridescence that blinded him and passion that electrified him. The world he occupies now is a world full of shadowy echoes that deafens him and coldness that deadens him. A world in constant catastrophe. What do you see when you look into the mirror?

A look into Yuri Plisetsky: Look at me. Look. At. Me. LOOK. AT. ME. What do you see when you look? A void? A star? A titan?