ARC_Strife
Fandoms
- OMORI (Video Game) (61)
- Lumine (Webcomic) (2)
- HAZESHIFT (Webcomic) (1)
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Sunny and Basil walk along the canal.
It's nice. It's... kinda romantic?
They really need to get themselves girlfriends...
Series
- Part 29 of Sunflower Oneshots
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Sunny and Basil are already close. Between Sunny’s visits to the shop and the flowers gifted between them, that much is obvious.
They sit shoulder to shoulder, share quiet mornings, and brush hands a little too often to be accidental.
It’s easy. It’s warm. It’s… something.
They just haven’t figured out what to call it yet.
When Basil’s shop closes for renovations, they can no longer rely on routine — and things begin to shift.
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Sequel to Spoken in Petals but can be read on its own.
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Despite repeated warnings, Sunny walks home through the rain... and quickly comes down with a fever.
Luckily, Basil knows just what he needs: warm soup, a movie, and some quiet company.
Series
- Part 16 of The Quiet After
- Part 28 of Sunflower Oneshots
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Aubrey and Basil never planned to keep meeting at the café, but it kept happening anyway.
At some point, it starting meaning something.
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Sunny goes out for groceries, walking through rain-dampened streets and fluorescent aisles. He finds himself walking through memories he thought he'd left behind. Then he sees Basil again.
And the silence begins to shift.
Series
- Part 27 of Sunflower Oneshots
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A collection of all my Sunflower Oneshots. In chronologically posted order.
All stand-alone. No read order or anything required. Mostly fluff. Enjoy!
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After the truth is faced and forgiveness is given, life doesn’t suddenly become loud or easy.
It becomes quieter.The Quiet After is an unordered collection of post–good ending moments, following Sunny and Basil as they learn how to live together, love gently, and heal in the spaces between ordinary days — mornings in the kitchen, shared silences, apologies that linger, and the comfort of choosing to stay.
Basically, I want to write domestic sunflower fluff.
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Mari takes Basil’s camera – this time for more than just pictures.
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The Suzuki household is completely out of snacks. So, Sunny and Mari agree to go out on a snack run.
Mari insists they won't need an umbrella. Mari is very, very wrong.
Series
- Part 2 of Cucco's Sunny & Mari Sibling Stories
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11 Jun 2026
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After the events of the Good Ending, Sunny lives his life in a new city fine after a year. Slowly rebuilding his life bit by bit. Then, all of a sudden, he comes across a train that sends him all the way back in time to his 12 year old self, right before the incident happened. Will he use his second chance to fix things right again, or does he mess things up again?
In a nutshell: Good Ending Sunny goes back in time and fixes things.
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Mari never meant to put her brother in a coma. Sunny never meant to wake up. But when he sees the world through his broken eye, he can’t help but smile.
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"I have to tell you something." He had hoped to sound calm and purposeful, but instead, his voice was hoarse and weak from disuse. The weight of unrehearsed words made it crack. Now or never. His friends looked at him and the distance between them felt insurmountable.
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My take post-good ending. I can promise a happy ending as the main gang work through their issues and hopefully come out the other side stronger!
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Delinquent Basil AU
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“He won’t even fight back! Fucking pansy!”Basil quivered with anger and his own sobs as he closed in on himself. What these idiots didn’t know is that pansies were some of the most resilient flowers he’d had the pleasure to grow.
Another kick plummeted into his gut.
No matter what seemed to happen to them, they always seemed to pop back.
A punch hit his jaw, and he tried feebly to bite out at the hand that did it.
His grandmother ran over a bed of them with her car one time. All the blossoms died, but the roots remained.
The same hand roughly gripped his face, their stubby fingers digging in, clamping his mouth closed like an iron vice.Rain, snow, even hail, those stubborn flowers just never seemed to die.
His hair was being grabbed and pulled. Basil cried out in pain. Won’t they leave? They won, just go…
Those stubborn flowers just wouldn’t die.