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A Midsummer's Nightmare by Experimental (PG-13/T)
Hello all, I'm Veleda and I'll be your Yami no Matsuei driver this month.
There have been two excellent YnM overviews, so I'll link you to those here and here.
Let's get started.
Fandom: YAMI NO MATSUEI
Pairing: None, gen.
Length: 20 chapters, roughly 80,000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vanilla_klise
Author Website: Experimental's fanfiction.net page.
Why this must be read:
Because it's quirky, delightfully strange, and different from anything else I have ever read in this fandom. Experimental plays with and twists cliches to her heart's content, but contrasts it with a healthy helping of the absurd. People sing enka, Watari dies (again), and Tsuzuki gets food poisoning. Perhaps it has something to do with the lunar eclipse?
The best part of the story is Hisoka, baffled, but determined to get to the bottom of the murky mystery.
Frequently funny, sometimes sentimental, and with just a dash of Noir, this is not a story to be missed.
In hindsight, maybe I should have said something. Like, Maybe this isn't a good idea, singing that song. I have a bad feeling about this. But at the time I was just thinking, Great, I'm going to spend the rest of eternity surrounded by old farts, and was cursing my perpetually teenage body that wouldn't allow me to purchase alcohol so I could get as smashed as the chief and pass out right then and there. I don't know if it was the eclipse or just some strange turn of events, but it was only after Watari's performance at the restaurant that things started to get really weird. You know how they say you can summon evil spirits by saying their name three times, and then they'll make bad things happen? Well, it was something like that. As though by singing that song and doing the Zun-Doko dance and everything — and making a communal effort of it — we somehow accidentally opened a door to an alternate reality. None of us quite realized it at the time, though. Unfortunately.
That's why I hate enka.
A Midsummer's Nightmare or Juuohcho no HardBoiled Wonderland and the Search for Spock-kun
There have been two excellent YnM overviews, so I'll link you to those here and here.
Let's get started.
Fandom: YAMI NO MATSUEI
Pairing: None, gen.
Length: 20 chapters, roughly 80,000 words
Author on LJ:
vanilla_kliseAuthor Website: Experimental's fanfiction.net page.
Why this must be read:
Because it's quirky, delightfully strange, and different from anything else I have ever read in this fandom. Experimental plays with and twists cliches to her heart's content, but contrasts it with a healthy helping of the absurd. People sing enka, Watari dies (again), and Tsuzuki gets food poisoning. Perhaps it has something to do with the lunar eclipse?
The best part of the story is Hisoka, baffled, but determined to get to the bottom of the murky mystery.
Frequently funny, sometimes sentimental, and with just a dash of Noir, this is not a story to be missed.
In hindsight, maybe I should have said something. Like, Maybe this isn't a good idea, singing that song. I have a bad feeling about this. But at the time I was just thinking, Great, I'm going to spend the rest of eternity surrounded by old farts, and was cursing my perpetually teenage body that wouldn't allow me to purchase alcohol so I could get as smashed as the chief and pass out right then and there. I don't know if it was the eclipse or just some strange turn of events, but it was only after Watari's performance at the restaurant that things started to get really weird. You know how they say you can summon evil spirits by saying their name three times, and then they'll make bad things happen? Well, it was something like that. As though by singing that song and doing the Zun-Doko dance and everything — and making a communal effort of it — we somehow accidentally opened a door to an alternate reality. None of us quite realized it at the time, though. Unfortunately.
That's why I hate enka.
A Midsummer's Nightmare or Juuohcho no HardBoiled Wonderland and the Search for Spock-kun