I will write you Mimi and Taichi as friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, rivals, partners, roommates, and enemies. I’ll write them as lovers, exes, cheaters, flings, friends-with-benefits, one-night-stands, parents, step-parents, divorcees, grade-school sweethearts, and life-time regrets. I’ll write them star-crossed, slow-burn, found-again, after-all-is-said-and-done, not-even-if-we-were-the-last-two-people-on-earth, and if-I-could-do-it-all-over-I’d-still-choose-you. I’ll write them as true loves, last loves, first loves, second loves, and platonic loves. I will write you Mimi and Taichi, Mimi or Taichi, MICHI, or TAIMI in slice-of-life, urban lit, teen soap, high fantasy, workplace drama, alternate reality, sci-fi, time-switch, and multi-genre. I’ll write them together, and never together.

And in each of these, I’ll write you Mimi as Mimi, and Taichi as Taichi, and I’ll make them make sense, because to me they do, narratively and characteristically, as any and all or none of the above, however they orbit each other, and whenever they touch.

ANYWAY, find me from now on on FFN (at piedpiper) and AO3 (at pied_r_piper).