He almost laughed when she didn’t recognize him at first. Now that would have been a good joke, for this all to turn out to be some cruel little Twilight Zone thing where he was allowed to know Sakurako, but she didn’t know Thomas. Of course, then she turned to him and there were tears. He felt a fe...

So, it turned out that being dead was not as bad as Thomas had feared, nor was it as good as he might have hoped. Turned out that when one died, their soul or consciousness ended up in some Chuck E. Cheese-type limbo. Cool. Thomas had spent much of his time here thus far looking at screens playing o...

Though he had been laughing with her, Thomas was briefly concerned for a moment that he’d said something wrong as Sakurako’s laughter faded into a moment of what seemed to be awkward contemplation. But then, without a word at first, she started to move and that alone cut through the tension for him....

Could I get one of my TV boy, James Highchurch?

Roll me one, my dude

Inspired by this prompt from Kami and also a few ideas from V7 that never really made it out there or felt underexplored. Ken is the first and for much of his life was the only child of his parents and is of mixed Anglo and Korean ancestry. He spent much of his youth being a bit of an awkward nerd,...

Thomas did as she asked and placed his glasses at his side. Seemed like it might be a joke, but it was best to just hear her out. And then he waited. Fuck, why did it feel like she was taking so long? Obviously, he was nervous and scared so everything felt like it was longer. Minutes were millennia,...

They kissed. Thomas hadn’t gone for that, considering he was all red-faced and teary-eyed , but Sakurako did it for him and he was once again extremely grateful to her. “Okay.” His reply was the same as hers. She was going to do it. It was going to happen. Thomas felt himself getting tense all over ...

After all that, she still managed to make him laugh. Thomas was still crying, still had tears coming down, but she’d gotten a laugh out of him. “Yeah… Thank you.” Was all he could manage to say, all he could think to say. Getting too eloquent risked him getting upset all over again. Hell, the boy ha...

Those words reached him, alright. They made sense, were clear as crystal. Why? Why did he get angry? He opened his mouth, to speak, but words did not come to him just yet. What was wrong with him, that he wasn’t on her side, that he was fighting her? “I’m not- I… you… I’m not a-angry about the thoug...

Thomas stared stunned, dumbfounded at the girl before him. “What the- what the hell are you doing?” He shouted again. Was she trying to turn this into some double suicide thing? Shooting a camera and getting herself killed? That wasn’t what was supposed to happen, it wasn’t what needed to happen! Wh...

She didn’t… want to? Something about that… something made Thomas snap. “Can you take this seriously? Please, so I’m not the only fucking one?” He was yelling, probably. He couldn't tell. Thomas had never been so frustrated with Sakurako before, so angry. “Sakurako, you know, maybe I can last another...

The reaction he got this time confused Thomas a bit. Maybe something wasn’t clicking or he wasn’t being clear? Why did it all need to be so hard? “I’m not… sell? It’s- I’m going to die anyway and… is something not clear?” Thomas asked, finding himself tongue-tied as he tried to elaborate. What more ...

Sakurako was upset. Well, of course she was. Thomas didn’t resist as she turned his face right to hers. He owed her that. Fuck, why did he feel guilty? This was right. This was right. Slowly, he brought his eyes to meet hers before speaking up again, keeping his voice low, quiet, level as he could. ...