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mystech-master · 4 years ago

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A while ago, I made a post discussing my thoughts on Nu and Lambda, in it I also described why I personally can’t ship them, even if I also said you could do mental gymnastics to ignore the Saya clone stuff (read it to understand what I mean).

But, they aren’t the only ones to have this issue; What about Noel and Celica, two more MAIN characters who have a similar issue in their storytelling.

I will go into that now, starting with Noel (beware possibly long-ass post)

Noel is one of the main characters, and one of the most important characters in the setting (to many fan’s displeasure), so of course she is highly tied to the MC Ragna, even getting a lot of shippy moments with him. This is in spite of her being a Murakumo.

Now in my Nu and Lambda thing I said that b/c Ars Magus is weird and not an exact science and seem to be made from Saya’s soul not her DNA you could do mental gymnastics to ignore that and make the shipping okay. Could you do that with Noel? I say NO.

Not only is Noel MUCH closer to Saya (seriously put a picture of her next to young Saya from flashbacks and she looks exactly like what she’d grow up to be), but she is also apparently made from the largest chunk of her soul.

The games seem to go along this thought process with her:

Noel is a Murakumo -> Noel is not human -> Noel is a weapon -> cue angst

but the fans have the thought process of

Noel is a Murakumo -> Murakumo Units are clones of Saya -> Saya is Ragna’s sister -> Murakumo Units are clones of Ragna’s sister -> they are Ragna’s sisters.

This gets even more stupid once Izanami comes in and we learn SHE is Saya, not Noel (her being an amnesiac Saya would’ve made things much easier), because then it is like “See, Noel isn’t Saya, THAT’S Saya!”. Also Blazblue has a while thing about roles, like Ragna has ONE little brother and ONE little sister: Jin and Saya, respectively. But fans say he can have multiple little sisters but the story doesn’t because “roles” or whatever (using the weird stage terms that Rachel and Amane use).

Like, here is an idea I had for CS’ plot with more emphasis on Noel actually being Saya rather than just a clone/copy, or at least more focus on her connection with Ragna to HAVE that sibling instead of just taking the “I am not human” thing from the Murakumo:

They escape from the Cauldron at the end of CT, and Ragna now gets a god look at her, maybe he does think that this IS Saya, and you can have a bit of an emotional scene here, but Noel runs off b/c A. she is still shy girl and a MAN is so close to her, and B. this is still the SS-Class Criminal Ragna the Bloodedge. A bit of angst there because Ragna supposedly thought something horrible happened to Saya (based on a flashback in CF with Jubei).

Much, MUCH later, he can meet up with Noel again, before she is kidnapped by Terumi for the final act of being the Godslayer, maybe with Makoto there. This is where they can actually talk and bond for a bit so Ragna has an actual reason to go running off an saving her. This is where Ragna can explain his little sister to the two, maybe thinking that he got Noel confused for Saya since she looks just like her.

But, then they start piecing together everything. Noel has weird memories of Ragna, and she has amnesia from before the destruction of Ibukido after the Ikaruga Civil War. SO, what if Noel IS just an Amnesiac Saya who has trauma induced amnesia from the Ibukido stuff? This is great for Noel because all this time she might also be worried about her humanity after the shit with Nu in CT’s true ending, and maybe a cryptic line from Terumi/Hazama, but now with this information, she reaffirms that she is HUMAN, she has a family (imagine the reaction when she learns that major dickbag Kisaragi is her big brother). We could then maybe cut back to someone watching them cryptically commentating, and when we cut back Noel is in the middle of telling Ragna, her newly re-discovered big brother, about what she’s been up to, her adoptive family and her time at the Military Academy. Maybe here we could also have a gag reel where, like a later one where they try and help Celica improve her sense of direction, Ragna and Noel cook something. We get some fun-sibling time and get to see Ragna’s cooking hobby in semi-canon action. He’d call her Saya, but everyone else calls her Noel since that’s what they know her as (think of it similar to how Vegeta calls Goku by his Sayan name “Kakarot” while everyone else just calls him his Earth name).

THEN we have Terumi come in and kidnap her.

Rachel stops Ragna from running after them for cryptic warning BS, then the fight with Jin, then the fight with Terumi, etc. everything happens the same from there. Only it isn’t some random stranger who Ragna all of a sudden is risking his life for, this is the little sister he lost so long ago.

Then comes the shit with Izanami. One idea that had was that Noel IS still a Murakumo AND Saya, but she is Saya’s good half fragmented off when Izanami was made. Izanami is one part the Origin’s Drive and one part Saya’s Darkness. So Noel breaking off from Saya is kind of like M.Bison from Street Fighter removing all the good from his soul to use Psycho Power, resulting in Rose.

Then in CP, we can have an extra layer of conflict because Noel is trying to save Tsubaki, who points out that she is affiliated with a wanted criminal, Ragna the Bloodedge. Remember, Noel just wants to be a normal girl with a normal life. She already has the issue of her humanity with being a Murakumo, but then you have the more societal BS of being related to a super criminal. She cannot be “normal girl“ Noel Vermilion, AND friends with Ragna the Bloodedge, SS-Class Criminal at the same time.

Tell me that wouldn’t all be a really good alternative.

Also being able to refer to the three MCs as “The Siblings” is just so much easier.

and then we got Celica A. Mercury.

she flops back and forth between, Ragna’s mom, and Ragna’s love interest.

Celica A. Mercury in Blazblue Chronophantasma, is well, a Chronophantasma. A copy of someone who isn’t supposed to be alive in the current timeline. Specifically, Celica is the younger sister of the Great Sage Nine, one of the Six Heroes who defeated the Black Beast 100 years before the setting of the games. the ORIGINAL Celica, after the Six Heroes were almost wiped out by Terumi, proceeded to become a nun/sister in a church built over the remains of the Black Beast’s corpse, as she has a unique Order power to nullify seithr. With her healing magic keeping her young and healthy she lived there alone until Jubei brought the three siblings, Ragna Jin and Saya, to be under her care for an undisclosed amount of time. This is where people get her being Ragna’s mom, even thought nuns/sisters are more just general caretakers instead of parents, but she is still a female maternal figure who looked after Ragna so you can see where people get that.

But then you get “teen” Celica, the one the games show in the story. She is from the Dark War, where she actually met Ragna first. Ragna was sent back in time, with Amnesia, to fill the role of the unsung 7th Hero “Bloodedge” and stop the Black Beast for a year allowing Nine to arm humanity with Ars Magus. Celica apparently fell in love with him because she is very affectionate and familiar with Ragna once she is brought to the future as a Chronophantasma.

The story really does ping pong between her being very motherly, specifically her scolding Ragna and Jin for fighting in CP, and just being a naive child, see her complaining when people get on her case about her awful sense of direction. But it is really hard because the image of the sister seems to flash over her, which the other characters seem to notice, but much like Noel and Saya, no one in the story EVER seems to connect the dots and have that change the relationship between them.

Now I personally don’t like the ship because she is a naive child in a woman’s body, with the stupid no sense of direction gag, to her scolding Ragna and Jin as if they were Natsu and Gray from Fairy Tail who are just fighting for some dick measuring contest when we all KNOW the actual reason is more complicated but the story just seems to abandon that and GGRRRR!!!

But, looking at Celica, really you can;t do the whole “Schrodinger’s Relationship” thing like they’re doing with Saya and Noel and the Murakumos. They need to COMMIT, to a role.

If Celica is Ragna’s MOM, no ifs and or buts, then 1. They need to make her less of a cutesy child. and 2. Maybe age up her design, Litchi has the design vibe of someone who is “older” than the cast, maybe something similar to that. Just imagine another angsty scene of Ragna meeting this woman who has the same face as the Sister who raised him who he KNOWS 100% is dead, so no mistaken identity shit like I already suggested with Saya/Noel, and her looking at him with her face is just MOCKING him, especially since his first two meetings with her in CP are after he gets his ass kicked (once after he is sent back in time after Nu kicking his butt, and once after Kagura knocks him out and arrests him). Also you’d have to undo ALL ship teasing in Phase Shift, or just use one of my friend’s ideas and just have Ragna be a reincarnation of Bloodedge instead of going back in time.

If you want Celica to be the cute girl love interest, and this is the option I feel most people would want either b/c shipping or the cute girl waifu factor that Japan likes (I base some of m reasoning based on “could this be made”, then you’d have to undo all connections between Celica and the Sister. My simple idea was instead of Celica living all those years she dies there, but Nine also had a bunch of other caretakers go with her to help take care of the church. I mean Nine is one of the Great Sages AND a member of the Six Heroes you’re telling em she wouldn’t use some of tat fame and authority to make sure his little sister is safe when she is all alone out there. Seems almost out of character with how fiercely protective Nine was of Celica. Of course this all means that the Sister that raises Ragna and the siblings is less important as she is just a nameless backstory character in a similar vein to Noel’s adoptive Parents, but is is a much easier thing to do than the previous option.

Either of those two options are good IMO, but I still think Celica needs to grow up a bit and release how much everyone around her is an asshole before I can fully ship her and Ragna.

So, what do you guys think? Noel being fully Ragna’s sister leading to much more interesting plot stuff, and Celica committing to either the cute girl love interest or mom role. I feel lkike my ideas are good, but what d you guys think?

#blazblue #my thoughts #noel vermillion #ragna the bloodedge #celica a mercury

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anachronisims · 5 years ago

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moocha-muses replied to your photo “MEANWHILE…. Rubati smuggled some chips out of the fridge, prompting me...”

I've read apocalypse plays where simmers got around this by just keeping the fridge turned around until they wanted to use it.

Oh yeah, I’ve heard about that trick too. The “fridges” in use here are the Sun&Moon Butcher Set Hanging Animals fridges though, and while they physically could turn around, the aesthetic wouldn’t work for me and having to turn it back around to use it would get old, I imagine.

Far easier to challenge myself with diligently policing their autonomous actions (which are generally few anyway) and, gasp, perhaps make sure they’re all properly fed in the first place. Now (Y1D4) that everyone’s better at fishing, they’re doing it autonomously at the Fishin’ Hole while other characters are active, which means each family usually has at least one fish in inventory already when I enter a lot. Maybe later I’ll make it harder for them to use these fish, but I have got BoilingOil’s mod that makes fish worth fewer food points so they still need more than one per day to stay fed - especially once the kiddos start arriving!

snarkysims replied to your post “!!!!!”

Yay! Glad you found the pics!

Me tooooo, I was really, really confused about it!

snarkysims replied to your photoset “Noel: “Hey, Kimbs, thanks for putting up with me. You’re the only...”

Awww... he was sweet to her. And yes, that nose is, um, interesting.

He’s got just enough self-awareness to be tolerable. Like me :)

His nose is built to stand the test of time lolol, I’m sure we’ll see it all over in Gen 20...

niamh-sims replied to your photo “Didn’t I promise you fireworks and stars and good times had by all?”

That last picture is gorgeous!

I think I actually answered this one on the post itself, but thank you again. I am doing everything in my power to try and keep up the level of gorgeous even as round by round my graphics settings are chipped away :(

niamh-sims replied to your photo “Meraki Y1D1 Summary * We got to know our founders a lot better! ...”

Congratulations! How are you playing your rotations? Are you playing with any mods that change the length of the Seasons or ages?

Thanks! I’m really glad you asked these questions because I love getting into the weeds on gameplay styles!! tldr I’m legit crazy about rotations.

I have pretty much always done rotations of 1-3 days at a time, and it will be flexible within a game depending on when someone is giving birth, aging up, or dying. I’m fanatical about maintaining “proper” birth order - even though everyone ages at the same time every day, and lot sync timer, and blah blah. So like, right now everyone is playing through 2000 on day 4, then Stachia will give birth, I’ll name her baby, and then switch to Rubati’s birth, then play everyone through midnight (yes, a four hour chunk of probably watching them sleep but who knows, maybe someone makes a late trip to grab some water from the Fishin’ Hole), then I’ll do Nadii’ya’s birth, play everyone through till morning, then do Junia’s birth around 0500-0700, THEN everyone will play until it’s the hour of Kimba’s birth, then Saphir’s birth, then Stachia and Rubati’s babies’ birthdays... and on and on and on. It’s probably confusing to read about but less confusing to do - and, you won’t notice any difference because the pictures are going to post normally.

So then why bother?

90% of it is me liking to get interactions with pregnant sims on community lots by making sure the other families get played up until the synchronous hour at which they will give birth. On the old community time mod, I never ever ever let preggos leave home, which was unfair to them but required for the game to calculate the pregnancy correctly/not bork the hood (as far as I know). Now, using CH’s update, it... is workable to let them leave the lot, with judicious use of SimBlender’s pregnancy control options. (I don’t use CH’s pregnancy controller so it still has to be done manually.) But now I’m so used to micromanaging their time that I can’t help it and barely think twice about it.

The other 10%, and this speaks more to the shorter rotations that break at 1800, is wanting to make sure kids are kids on the same day on everybody’s lot, teens are teens, etc etc. If I had a five-day rotation, and Stachia’s kid aged to teen on day 4, then on everyone else’s lot’s days 1-3.99 that Sim would be walking by as a teen instead of as a child, shortchanging them and their peers of precious time for age-appropriate interaction.

No mods to change age lengths or seasons lengths, except that teens should age up to adult when they have anywhere between 11 and 7 days left. I fudge it sometimes if the partner they’re destined for is way older/younger than they are, which is the only reason why I don’t use the mod that shortens it to 8 days. I have been considering getting a shorter pregnancy mod, but probably won’t do it. I like the motive decay of pregnancy to really endanger them :)

In a “real” game, where the point isn’t to churn generations, I have used longer lifespan and other attendant mods. In my last ToT attempt, I used a longer life mod for pets but not Sims, because I didn’t want to have to say goodbye to any of them, but I doubt I’ll do that this time because it’s just too weird to have them basically live as long as the Sims do.

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howaminotinthestrokesyet · 4 years ago

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Mythical Music History Yearbook: 1994

This series discusses a particular year in the history of music. It focuses on one song, one album, and one concert or music video that helped to define that year and in the process change music.

Definitely Maybe by Oasis

This album was one of the fastest selling debuts in England at the time. Oasis were the leaders in sparking a revival in pop music that is known as Britpop. They would get into a fierce rivalry with the band Blur led by Damon Albarn, who is now mostly known for his animated band, Gorillaz. The album shot straight to number one on the British album charts, but only reached number 58 in America. Perhaps, this is why I did not get into Oasis until their second album. The themes explored on this album emerged as much more positive than the fatalistic stylings of grunge. In a tragic twist of irony, Kurt Cobain would commit suicide in 1994 signaling the official demise of grunge. Those bands obviously still existed, but no longer would that label be used in the future. Groups like Pearl Jam and Soundgarden were now referred to as alternative, not grunge. This was indeed the best album from Oasis because it was not weighted down by any amount of filler. The deep cuts are just as good as the singles. Eventually, there would be backlash towards Oasis with the one criticism being songwriter Noel Gallagher had virtually plagiarized the Beatles. This was true, while Oasis never disguised their love for the band from the name of the song “Wonderwall” to the cover of Definitely Maybe to even naming a child after a member of the Beatles. I once heard a comparison on this criticism. Numerous bands over the years had tried to mimic the Beatles songwriting, but Noel Gallagher got the brunt of it simply because he was the best to ever do it. The amazing thing was that he took influence from not only the Beatles, but another band. The Bee Gees had been a very strong influence on how he wrote songs. Yes, the band that came to the forefront with the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. Definitely Maybe is also the only album that Noel Gallagher will speak about with incredible fondness. He looks upon it as his greatest work. On the other hand, What’s the Story Morning Glory, he once said in an interview that it helped to pay for a couple of his houses. Gallagher also mentioned that the album helped to finance his cocaine habit for over 10 years. Related to Definitely Maybe, he makes the startling observation that “Cigarettes and Alcohol” was the first top 10 song about cocaine. I tend to see it as a grain of salt situation because there were a lot of people who did not know that song was about the drug. The song “Live Forever” stands up today as one of the greatest rock ‘n’ roll songs in the 1990’s. The song even makes lists of all time greatest rock songs as well. There is a feeling of optimism, hope, and the future upon listening to the song. This optimism within the catalog of Oasis is ironic based on the incredible amount of negative drama surrounding the band‘s long-standing feud between Liam and Noel Gallagher. Today, when you hear the two brothers talk, a sense of optimism would not be one of the things that you would think of actually upon hearing them.

Say It Ain’t So by Weezer

For the most part, this is the song that the average music fan will think of when someone brings up Weezer’s name. “Buddy Holly” the music video pretty much put them on the map, but in truth this was the better song. The background of making it is quite an interesting story. Rivers Cuomo had pretty much written all of the music for and knew the name for the song, but no other lyrics. He would use his personal story as the context for the song. As he sings, “This bottle of Heinie is crowding my icebox.” The line is a direct reference to seeing a bottle of beer in his refrigerator as a teen, which he thought meant that his mother and stepfather were getting a divorce. Cuomo‘s real father had been a very bad alcoholic, who divorced his mother at the age of four. The line, “This bottle of Stevens,”

actually is talking about his stepfather, whose first name is Steven. The line, “Flip on the telly and wrestle with Jimmy,” meant coming home after school turning on the television and wrestling on the floor with his brother. The crazy thing was that upon its release the song actually brought him and his biological father back together. Yes, his father had become a born-again Christian just like the song. The background vocals in the song were sung by bassist Matt Sharp, who left the band in 1998. This was the first time he had ever sung on a record at all. He would later take a little bit more credit then he deserved for his contributions to the band.The original release of the song included a part with guitar feedback that was not included on the album, but had been later released on the single. The band decided to place that version of the song on the album as well, but they had already sold 3 million copies of the record. Today, if you buy the deluxe version of the album, then you will receive both versions. In 2015, rapper Asher Roth sampled this song on the single “I Love College,” but apparently Rivers Cuomo did not clear the sample. This is interesting considering the fact that he did tracks with artists like B.O.B. as early as 2010. Roth was able to release the song using a remixed version of the song, but not the original apparently. Perhaps, Cuomo wanted to listeners to get the gist of the song, but not the actual song. The most interesting use of the song was the mashup album entitled Jay-Zeezer, which combined this song with December 4th by Jay-Z. I actually remixed the song myself because the mashup did not include a short verse of “Say It Ain’t So” that I thought should be included.

Sabotage by The Beastie Boys

This music video was directed by Spike Jonze, who coincidentally directed “Buddy Holly” by Weezer. In the 1990’s, Jonze developed a reputation for cutting edge, inventive videos. Unfortunately, the success did not translate into feature films. The thing that strikes me is that this song is really remembered as being much more popular than it was at the time of its release. The actual song was only moderately successful never even reaching the top 10 on the Billboard charts. The music video is actually what sent the song into the stratosphere. In the video, the Beastie Boys parody 1970’s television shows like Hawaii Five-0, The Streets of San Francisco, Baretta, and Starsky and Hutch. As a kid, I remember watching it and thinking what the hell is this show and where do I watch it. You were given no explanation as to where this came from, which shocked the hell out of me because everyone loved it. The odd thing seemed to me that people were not really sure what they actually loved and why this was hilarious. Upon airing on MTV, it is worth noting that the Beastie Boys had to cut three scenes from the video because they were deemed too violent. At the MTV Video Awards that year, this video was nominated in five categories and lost every time. Michael Stipe of REM was interrupted during the show by MCA dressed as Nathaniel Hornblower, one of his alter ego‘s, to protest the fact that the Beastie Boys did not win once. An interesting take on this little scene emerges as to why the Beastie Boys were not vilified like Kanye West. This loss should have come as no surprise to the group. MTV had a growing reputation as being extremely poor judges of what is cool. I would always think they can air music videos, but they sure as hell cannot judge them. The Video Music Awards became more and more about propping up the bands that made advertisers happy, not the fans. The fact that they became exclusively a reality television channel was absolutely no surprise to me. Music simply acted as the means to an end for the network. One thing that does dishearten me in a way are the Spike Jonze music videos that became iconic tend to completely overshadow the merits of the song. I think this very thing happens with Weezer’s “Buddy Holly,” where people only remember Happy Days, instead of the unique qualities to the song. In the 2018 Beastie Boys autobiography, The Beastie Boys Book, Amy Poehler reviewed the music video. ”There would be no Anchorman, no Wes Anderson, no Lonely Island, and no channel called Adult Swim if this video did not exist.” Let’s be honest. That is not true. I love this music video, but that is not its legacy.

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ko-fanatic · 6 years ago

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To Be A Princess: Sleeping Beauty Awakes (part two)

Rating: Teen and up

Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club, Princess Jellyfish AU (sort of)

Character(s): Kyoya Ootori, Haruhi Fujioka, Tamaki Suoh

Pairing(s): (Eventual) KyoHaru, Past TamaHaru

Trigger Warnings: None

Summary: Haruhi had done a lot of dumb things for cute girls, but this really topped all of them.

Other parts in this series: Part one

Taking care of a living animal was a big responsibility that should be thought out thoroughly. It shouldn’t be rushed into, and there were a lot of variables to consider – especially if you had a roommate, who in turn had a big, dumb animal of his own. After all, Antoinette was about as well-trained as her owner, which was to say not very. It didn’t help that Haruhi liked to plan things out ahead of time and wasn’t someone who appreciated reckless spontaneity.

So why the hell did she suggest keeping the cat at her shared apartment? Perhaps it was the way that the girl she didn’t even know was so honestly… saddened by the whole thing. Haruhi liked to think she was strong and didn’t let others’ emotions sway her, but Tamaki’s puppy dog eyes had been successful far too many times for her to truly believe that anymore.

It didn’t help that the girl was so stupidly adorable. Tall, much taller than she was, but it didn’t seem to stop her from dressing like… that. All pink bows and white lace, so oddly young and adorable, even if it should be overwhelmingly saccharine. She could only focus on the tremble of her dew-glossed lower lip and the long eyelashes that hid behind her sunglasses. Fuck, she was gay for those sorts of girls. Innocent and sweet.

However, the answer definitely wasn’t to take in a cat! She didn’t have the first clue of how to deal with a kitten, especially one who was sick. The vet gave her and the girl some advice, of course, but she certainly wasn’t an expert. At least there was google, right? Still, she couldn’t get over the girl’s quiet shushes and coos as the kitten mewled, holding it so gently.

The worst thing was that, after the vet visit was over with and the girl – people just call me Kyo – was about twenty thousand yen out of pocket, she took her to the apartment she shared with her idiot friend. A stranger. Not only that, but she ended up falling asleep before Kyo left, the girl so enamoured with the little kitten – what do you think of calling her Noir? – that she just let her keep playing with the cat until all too late at night. In her bedroom.

She groaned, realising what a gay dumbass she was. A good sign, however, was the soft snores that seemed to emanate from the small pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. Noir had sat herself on top of the little nest rather happily, but the noises were definitely human.

That was when her eyes strayed to the dress that was hung over the back of her desk chair, and her face instantly flushed. Of course, Kyo would never be able to sleep in that dress, but still. She didn’t expect that, even if she was just even more pissed at herself for not even thinking about it for a second. Like she apparently didn’t think a single thing through the previous day.

Noir leaped off the bundle of blankets, the bell on her new collar tinkling lightly, and it seemed Kyo was awake now. Not only that, but Haruhi was just staring at her like a creep. She decided to scoop the cat up in her arms, at least appearing to look preoccupied with something else, but another surprise was piled on top of the large pile already forming on her shoulders.

Kyo sat up, the blankets pooling at their waist, and Haruhi was stunned. Now she looked, she could see the blonde wig carefully laid out on her desk, and Kyo’s was black and cropped short. Not only that, but there was something… distinctly masculine about their torso. Completely flat, the barest hint of their ribcage through their skin, and she couldn’t stop staring.

All Kyo seemed to do was blink slowly, lazily, obviously still half asleep. It didn’t seem to clink, rubbing the sleep from their eyes and yawning. Haruhi couldn’t take her eyes off them, surprised speechless, and when Kyo’s eyes met her own it all seemed to connect in their mind.

They gasped, pulling the blanket up to their chin, their eyes wide and terrified. Like Haruhi was in some way a threat.

“I…” They started but didn’t finish. After all, Haruhi didn’t know what to say, and she was basically a bystander to this. She wasn’t the half-naked one in this situation, “I should… go get dressed. Excuse me.”

They pushed themselves up from the floor, about to snatch the dress up once more when the next contrived, awful coincidence burst through the door, warbling her name at the top of his lungs and carrying a tray of breakfast. Tamaki stopped dead, however, when confronted with Kyo in their underwear, hair mussed, and turned an almost comedic shade of red. Of all days for him not to have the morning shift, why this one?!

“Oh! Uh, sorry! I didn’t know Haruhi had someone in bed- Over! I mean over!” Tamaki babbled, arms waving dramatically, “I’m just her roommate! Nothing going on between us, dude. I mean, we used to go out but that didn’t work out… I’m nothing to worry about though! I’ve got a girlfriend!”

When he finally stopped talking, leaving the room in awkward silence, Haruhi was ready to strangle him. Normal people don’t spill like that to total strangers, although Tamaki never handled embarrassment well. At all. Kyo seemed incredibly embarrassed as well, a flush forming on their face that could rival Tamaki’s, although that was probably partially due to how pale they were…

“Tamaki, thanks for making breakfast, but can you…” She made a vague shooing gesture with her hand, and Tamaki instantly nodded in understanding, all but sprinting out of her room and slamming the door behind him. She let out a sigh, turning away from Kyo so they could pull the dress on once more without a stranger staring at their nearly-naked body, “Sorry about him. When he gets nervous, he just keeps talking. In fact, he never seems to shut up, if I’m honest.”

“Oh, it’s… It’s fine,” Kyo answered almost breathlessly, sounding a little flustered, “I’m clothed now, so you don’t have to keep looking away. Thank you for that, anyway… Sorry, this is awkward, and I’m just running my mouth now too – maybe it’s contagious.”

She chuckled, turning to look at Kyo once more and giving them a smirk. Noir also seemed to have had enough of her company, as she jumped off her lap to go pester her actual owner.

“So… Considering we have a cat together, can I ask your full name? Pronouns?” She inquired, hoping that she looked the slightest bit encouraging and open, not wanting to scare them off. After all, if she had to look after the cat, she’d rather know a little more about this person.

“Kyoya. Kyoya Ootori,” They began, shoulders tense and curling in on themselves a little more, “You don’t have to pretend you didn’t see… Didn’t notice I’m a boy. Man.”

“A body’s just a body,” She shrugged, cutting him off before he could work himself up anymore, “You can’t tell from that, especially as that wasn’t really your choice. I mean, my dad presents as a girl more often than not, but he still likes masculine pronouns? So, you do you.”

Kyoya scooped the cat up, holding her close to his chest. Not like a toy, not how Tamaki would pick Antoinette up as he baby talked her, but it also had the same sort of energy as a child hugging a stuffed toy in search of comfort. Their lips brushed the cat’s soft, black fur as they thought on what she said, turning it over in their mind.

“I just go for the masculine,” He stated after a moment or two, his tone brusque and almost as if he was trying to convince himself. Still, she’d go along with it if that’s what he was most comfortable with – far be it for her to comment, “So, uh. Your ex-boyfriend lives with you, huh?”

“You aren’t that great at small talk, are you?” She teased, “It’s not as awkward as it sounds, honestly. He’s a good guy. I love him as a friend, but I don’t think I was in love with him, you know?”

Kyoya nodded, perching on the edge of the desk. A silence fell between them like a blanket of snow, soft yet cold, and Haruhi wasn’t sure what to say. She could see that Kyoya was thinking, too stuck in his head to really talk to her, and she wondered if he was always like that. Was he an introvert, or was it the odd situation they’d managed to stumble into? Not that it mattered either way, but he seemed different to how he was yesterday.

“Your roommate saw me, and I don’t have any other clothes,” He groaned all of a sudden, face hiding in Noel’s fur. She furrowed her brows, trying to think why that would be an issue, but almost slapped herself when she realised what he meant. The dress. He was self-conscious about dressing that way in front of a relative stranger who knew he was biologically male.

“Well, Tamaki wouldn’t care,” She tried to assure, gaze following him as he wondered around the room, seeming to scan and catalogue every inch as he pulled the wig back on his head, “He’s a good guy, I promise. He wouldn’t be a jerk about that stuff…”

It seemed to fall on deaf ears, however, as next thing she knew the odd boy opened the window, climbing out onto the old, rickety fire escape. She just gaped after him for a moment, too shocked to say anything as that poofy skirt was squeezed through the gap in the window.

“Are you crazy?!” She demanded, rushing towards the window, “That thing’s rusted through, you’re gonna fall! Just use the door like a normal person!”

He kept climbing down, ignoring her for the moment. She had to admire how dexterous he was, climbing down those thin ladders without tripping or tearing the elaborate dress. It was quick, too; like he was afraid to be caught, which she supposed made sense. It barely took any time before his feet were back on the ground, and he was smirking up to her.

“I do this all the time,” He called up to her, waving before he turned his back, disappearing out into the main street. Not for the first time that day, a single thought was on her mind.

What the hell did I get myself into?

#ouran high school host club #ohshc #kyoharu #kyoya ootori #haruhi fujioka #tamaki suoh #to be a princess series #my fanfiction

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legendofmischief · 6 years ago

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Title: 2013 Harry Potter Christmas Drabble Challenge [2018 Repost]

Author: @writemeashot / @holykryptonitekitten / @legendofmischief

[MattsMarshMello on fanfiction.net]

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing/Characters: James & Lily Potter, Severus Snape, Harry, Ron, & Hermione, Ginny Weasley, Draco & Narcissa Malfoy, Neville & Luna, Draco, Astoria & Scorpius, George & Angelina, Harry & Dobby, Lily & Snape, and George & Fred.

Rating: Teen [Due to some heavier themes such as loss/grief/death etc]

Notes: Hi there! This is a holiday drabble collection I did for a challenge on fanfic.net [Ash’s Monthly Competition]. The challenge was to write a short drabble while listening to specific Christmas songs, of which I will also link. This is old writing so be aware of possible growth (hopefully lol) between this collection and how I currently write.

1. Lily’s Boy Child

Lily smiled at James as he brought her a cuppa, she let go of the muggle sales magazine she had been looking at to take it.

"I'm thinking of having a white crib, what do you think James?"

He sat down next to her with his own cup of tea and peered over at the magazine.

"Whatever you think looks good Lily, just make sure to have some blue and red in there."

He put an arm behind her on the couch as he took in how she studied the items in the catalog, he couldn't believe that she was already glowing after just finishing her first month of pregnancy. She smiled and leaned into him as she picked out what decor she wanted.

After a quiet silence, she suddenly looked up at her husband.

"I want to name him Harry."

Song: Mary's Boy Child, Character(s): James & Lily Potter

2. Severus’s Shameful Night

He stumbled into Spinner's End, and fell to the floor gasping for breath. He couldn't believe he had accomplished what he had. He did it. He killed.

Oh Merlin, the woman's screams wouldn't stop echoing in his head, causing him to sob and cringe. Tears tracked down his cheeks as he hugged himself and another sob escaped him as a horrible thought struck him.

What if it was Lily.

What if she had been the target during the death eater mission? What if she had been the Dark Lord's chew toy?

"No, no, no...never Lily...never Lily." He vowed to himself that it would never be her on the receiving end of a death eater's wand. He would make sure of that, somehow.

He lost himself to his tears of grief and shame, falling asleep in the fetal position on the floor in front of the door to his house.

Song: Oh Holy Night, Character(s): Severus Snape (Teenage/Young Adult)

3. Christmas Of Laughs

It was such a breath of fresh air, for them all. She and Ron had help Harry decorate Grimmauld Place for Christmas, they were spending it together this year. Just the three of them. Some people understood, others didn't but it didn't matter. They were celebrating a freedom from having to plot, dodge danger, and wage war against a mad man. She couldn't help but snort some of her hot chocolate as she laughed and spluttered. She was watching Harry and Ron trying to catch the enchanted elf on the shelf and the little pixie like toy was giving them a run for their money. Hermione proceeded to cough, laugh, and sputter.

"Oh shut it Hermione, I don't see you over here helping us." Ron replied to her just before he dove at the elf, missed and went sliding head first into the sooty fireplace. A curse was heard before he emerged coughing and half covered in black soot.

"Ron's right Hermione, if you were helping we'd have caught the damn thing already." Harry said before taking a running charge at the elf, only to slip on a rug and fall back onto the Christmas tree knocking it over and getting tangled in the lights.

Hermione lost it then, to a fit of tear filled giggles.

Song: Happy Xmas (War is Over), Character(s): Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, & Harry Potter

4. Working On The World

"Draco darling, what do you want for Christmas?"

He looked over the top of his tumbler of scotch at his mother, an annoyed scowl on his face.

"Mother, you cannot afford what I want for Christmas."

"Try me Draco, you might be surprised."

He rolled his eyes and tossed back the rest of his liquor.

"I want peace. I want a better world for my future children."

A smile graced Narcissa's face and she came to sit beside of her son.

"That will take longer than a shopping trip, but together we can work towards that goal."

Ginny stared out her frosted window, listening to the sounds of Christmas prepping going on in the Burrow. In the past she would have been downstairs eagerly helping her mother, but not this year. It was the first Christmas after the Second Wizarding War and she was ponderous. Was it safe to move forward? Would there always be a villain in the world? In her life? She hoped not. She just wanted to live a normal, peaceful life with Harry. She supposed that could happen. Putting her finger to the icy glass, she smiled after glancing at the acceptance letter on bed. She would be playing for the Holyhead Harpies after she finished Hogwarts.

Song: My Grown Up Christmas List, Character(s): Narcissa & Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley

5. Brave Stars

"They are so pretty tonight, don't you think?"

Neville looked up from his dessert and followed his date's gaze upward to the clear night sky filled with sparkling stars.

"Oh, yes they are bright tonight." He gave her a smile, he had always appreciated Luna's ability to notice the little things.

After finishing their dessert he asked her dance to the slow music in the background, she accepted and they started to sway.

"Um,...Luna...I.."

Her dreamy voice stopped him from completing his sentence.

"Oh yes Neville, I would love to. Perhaps a mountain retreat will do."

Neville blinked owlishly for a bit before piecing together her abstract sentence, yet another he adored about her was the riddle like way she spoke.

"I've never done that, but I would love to with you." He caught her eye, smiled and then leaned down bravely to seal their lips in a chaste first kiss. She gave him butterflies as he felt her smile against his lips.

"It's a date then."

Song: Do You Hear What I Hear?, Character(s): Neville Longbottom & Luna Lovegood.

6. Santa Is Stealing Mummy

Scorpius snuck down the stairs silently after hearing the floo activate. He snuck towards the door and peaked through into the room. His eyes went wide as he saw Santa, and he was about to dart forward and shout out loudly with excitement but the other figure that appeared stopped him. It was his Mum and she leaned up on tip toe, smooching Mr. Santa for what seemed like the longest time. A loud gasp came out of his mouth, startling the two in the room and then he shot off like a rocket up to his parents' room screaming and yelling at the top of his lungs.

"DADDY! DADDY IT'S A 'MERGENCY! SANTA IS STEALING MUMMY! DADDY! DADDY WHERE ARE YOU!? IT'S A 'MERGENCY! SANTA KISSED MUMMY! DADDY!"

Meanwhile downstairs, Astoria and Draco were clutching their sides and wheezing slightly as laughs wracked them, tears sliding down their cheeks. Once they were discovered, Scorpius pouted and sulked until it was time to open his presents. Then all was forgiven.

Song: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, Character(s): Scorpius, Astoria, & Draco Malfoy.

7. Eggnog Dance Party

"George really? Don't you think it's a little early for eggnog?"

"Nonsense Angelina, it is never too early for eggnog."

He gave her a sexy smile and handed a glass over to her.

"Cheers darling!" After downing a few swigs, he flicked his wand towards the stereo and it started to play up beat music. George started to dance around, doing his own little sway and jig while being careful not to waste a precious drop of eggnog.

Angelina watched him over the top of her own glass, preferring to drink then dance but he suddenly came towards her and grabbed her forward to join him. A giggle erupted from her throat and she got lost in the way his eyes sparkled when they were together.

"Oh George, I don't think I will ever get tired of you."

He wiggled his eyebrows at her suggestively, "That's what they all say darling."

"Of course they do." She rolled her eyes while a smirk toyed at her lips before she draining her glass and started to dance around, letting loose and just being in the moment with boyfriend.

Song: Christmas (Baby Please Come Home), Character(s): George Weasley & Angelina Johnson.

8. Dobby’s Tree

Harry finished hanging the last ornament and readjusting some tinsel before waving his wand to light the little tree. A grim smile formed on his face as he took in the sight of the tree next to the gravestone nestled in the sand.

"I'll put a charm on it so that it will last, its not near enough to give you what you deserve Dobby..but I suppose it will have to do."

Harry fidgeted with the little Christmas tree some more, he wanted it to be perfect.

"Oh, I had Hermione teach me how to knit this year...I made you a present." After an awkward pause, Harry continued. "I suppose I should open it for you."

He slowly unwrapped and opened the gift he had brought with him, and his smile brightened slightly as he gazed at the little bright colored knit hat.

"I managed to make a hat for you Dobby, it's not the best but it's as good as I can do for now."

Using a sticking charm, he stuck the hat to the top of gravestone.

"Let's see if I can get any better at it between now and next year, yeah? Merry Christmas Dobby."

Harry dusted off some sand from the stone before turning on the spot and apparating away before he choked up with tears for his friend.

Song: One Little Christmas Tree, Character(s): Harry Potter, & Dobby's Grave.

9. Beautiful Christmas Lily

"Well, sing a muggle Christmas song for me. Please Lily?"

A cherry smile met those words, before little Lily replied.

"Sure Severus." Little Lily Evans began to sing 'The First Noel' while sitting in the courtyard of Hogwarts by the fountain. It was this moment that little Severus Snape sat stunned and was sure that he was friends with an angel. Her voice was so pretty and it brought a little blush to his face. He laid his head down on her lap, which prompted her to start threading her fingers through his hair. He was content to listen to her forever, even if she attracted a small crowd of students who listening but kept their distance.

Once she had finished the song, he sat up giving her a brilliant smile before conjuring a bouquet of red poinsettias with a pure white calla lily in the center and handing it to her.

"You have a wonderful voice Lily."

A blush crossed her cheeks as she took the flowers from him before quickly kissing his cheek, "And you have wonderful magic Sev. Oh no, we better get to class before the bell rings."

Lily carefully put the flowers into her school bag before darting off, leaving Severus sitting in the snow with rosy cheeks, wide eyes and shy smile on his face.

Song: The First Noel, Character(s): Severus Snape & Lily Evans.

10. Two Ginger Boomers

"GEORGE AND FRED WEASLEY!"

"Run George, run!" Hissed Fred as he kept pace with his twin, he glanced back at the Burrow and winced as bright flashes appeared from inside.

"Oh yeah Fred, with that mad clock she has she'll find us anywhere!" George replied then cackled as he heard more shouts and a never ending string of booms and crackles.

A groan came from Fred, "Perhaps we should break our hands on that damn clock eh?" he ducked as a stray firecracker whizzed over his head.

"Eh, naw. Hey Fred, do you think we-"

"-should've moved the firecrackers into Dad's garage like Mum asked us-"

"-due to the heat from her cooking the fire place?" George finished, a quick beat passed before Fred grinned wickedly.

"Naw! This is much better!"

Song: Six White Boomers, Character(s): George & Fred Weasley.

TAGS: @wickednerdery @manip-loki @succumb-to-your-king @nuggsmum @vargrlokean

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otome-addicts-notsoanonymous · 6 years ago

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This is the entry for @suzunokoi for the fanfic giveaway! Remember, you must COMMENT on this post to vote! Voting rules and the master post can be found under #fanficgiveawaymaster or here. Other submissions can also be found under #fanficsubmissions.

First Love and the Promise of the Future Chapter 1 (SITSC Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Meeting You Again

The Point of View and Reminisce of Mirai Kageyama

It was a hot nearly midsummer day in May when I first met her. My first and only love whom I have never forgotten since the day we met. Even now, I still think back to that day.

She was a beauty that crossed right into my path on day. I had been lying down on the grass, and I was looking up at the sky. Back then, I was bored out of my mind like some teenage kid who had nothing else to do than stare at something in front of him. In fact, I was in my teens during that time, and I was 16 years old, in my second year of high school.

I sighed. “What am I even doing? All I do during my free time is lie down on the grass and look at the sky all day at the same place.”

There was no one around as I said these words aloud. At least, that was what I thought until I heard something near me.

“Stupid Mana… She’s always telling me that she’s better than I am.” It was a girl’s voice. “Just because she’s the strongest hero at school, doesn’t mean that she should try to prove her strength against me when I’m around her. Geez.”

It sounded as though the girl was venting her anger out on someone.

Is she talking about her rival or something? I thought.

I wasn’t really interested or anything. I wasn’t even looking at my surroundings, either, so I didn’t even know what she looked like, or what she was doing. That was, until…

“Ahh!”

I heard a scream when something had hit my legs in front. There was some pain around my ankles, but it wasn’t as upsetting as the discomfort around my upper thighs. That was when I looked up and saw a girl with shoulder length hair that was a very dark shade of pink, like a dark cerise color, or a dark magenta color. Perhaps it was more like a darker shade of Mexican pink. Whatever the shade was, it was definitely very—and I mean very—dark for a pink color. She also had sapphire blue eyes and she wore a school uniform on like me, but was from a different school. There was also a white ribbon tied around the left side of her hair and had a surprised (or should I say a more intrigued expression) on her face as she stared at me. I stared right back with a similar look of my own.

“…” She kept staring into my eyes with that same expression on her face before asking a question from me. “Why are you laying down like that?”

I looked right back at her, stilled speechless from the fact that she fell right on top of me. “…”

Then, she smiled. “Never mind that. Anyway, I’m Kirie Kuroki. I’m a second-year student at Souseizouma Academy. What’s your name?”

“My name is Mirai Kageyama,” I answered. “I’m a first-year student at Kazenori Academy (風典学園 Kazenori Gakuen).”

“By the way,” she added, “you can call me Kirie. There’s no need for any formalities, so you don’t have to say my name with an honorific attached to it.” She backed away and stood up confidently, and held out her right hand. “Here. Let me help you up.”

I took her hand and she pulled me up without and problem. “That’s a pretty strong grip you’ve got there, Kirie,” I said, moving my fingers back and forth as I looked at my hand. I was amazed by how she easily got me onto my feet in an instant. It was almost as if our roles as a guy and girl were reversed because of her masculinity. But, I had to say, she was really pretty. She had the figure of a normal girl. Although, she seemed more tomboyish in my eyes.

There again was another smile from her. “Thanks, Mirai.” Within a split second, she blinked as though an idea suddenly came to mind. “I know! Why don’t we make a promise?”

“A promise?” I tilted my head to the side, slightly puzzled by her notion.

She nodded with her eyes closed and opened them shortly afterward to look at me. “Yeah. A promise to meet again and become lovers.”

“Huh?!” My eyes widened, and I was taken aback by those words.

“You don’t want to?” she asked.

I soon found myself blushing as I stared into her blue eyes. The moment I first saw her when she was on top of me, I had fallen in love with her. I just didn’t realize what my speechlessness was until now.

I shook my head rapidly. “No. It’s not that I don’t want to. I mean, I really do want to see you again, Kirie. So…”

Kirie smiled softly at me. “Then… Let’s make a promise. If by any chance that we do see each other again, Mirai, we’ll officially become lovers.”

I nodded nervously. “Yeah.”

“Then, get ready for this.”

I had no time to reply when all of a sudden, Kirie swiftly came forward and kissed me on the lips. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but then, I quickly accepted it and returned her kiss, sealing our promise in hopes of meeting her again one day.

Three years have passed since then. I’m now an undergraduate at Rentomi College (練福大学 Rentomi Daigaku). Since I’m in my second year here, I’ll be able to graduate by next spring when I turn 20. It’s mainly due to the fact that I’ve been putting in more time and effort in taking several classes. However, I still can’t believe that I’ll graduate on my own birthday. It just never really striked me as a very logical thing to do as a young adult.

I gave a sigh and glanced at the sky, moving my head slightly. “I wonder how Kirie’s been keeping up this whole time. I really want to see her again.”

End of Mirai’s Point of View

At the same time in an editorial office

A young woman with dark magenta hair pinned up behind her head was handing in a large stack of papers to someone; she had blue eyes and wore a pair of rounded glasses that had silver frames.

“Here you go, Takuji,” she said with a refreshing smile. “You can get this all done before lunch, right?”

A young man with mint-colored hair and periwinkle eyes grinned eagerly. “You can count on me, Kirie. I’m your boss, after all. I can handle any amount of work someone gives me.”

“As expected of the magician in our company,” Kirie praised. The look on her face was more of a teasing one, though, despite her compliment. “Unlike you, I’m human, but I have some powers of my own.”

Takuji closed his eyes and smiled, letting out a child-like laugh. “Ehe. Well, you did go to Souseizouma, after all. But that school was basically a co-built place in order make things peaceful again, joining both Sousei Academy and Zouma Academy into one. I guess it didn’t really work out since your principals didn’t even like each other very much. Plus, it’s been sixty-three years since the grand opening. Anyway,” he looked at the stack of papers on his desk and started writing on each and every one of them with a black ink pen at a very quick pace. “We’ll be going to work at the casino tonight in order to interview the greatest celebrities ever. I guarantee that it’ll be great for our company. Asuka will love it, too.”

“Hai, hai,” Kirie abided. She knew her boss’s mind and personality like any other friend or employee at Rapunzel, a sister branch of Cinderella’s in Roppongi. It was only a matter of time before he would finish, which was a good thing for everyone since they trusted him and had a deep respect for the colorful magician.

Later that day, around 3:30 p.m., Mirai and Noel were walking towards the hotel they usually hung out at with some of their other friends. They were about to cross the street up ahead. Soon, the light turned green and they made their way through. Once they were in the middle of the street, someone bumped into them. Or rather, someone bumped into Mirai.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” the young woman who had made her way into the college student’s path apologized. It was Kirie. She bowed politely with her eyes closed before opening them again to look at the two in front of her. “I didn’t see you there earlier. I hope you didn’t get hurt. If so, then I apologize again for any injuries that I may have caused to you.”

Mirai shook his head with a light smile of his own. “No, it’s fine. You didn’t hurt me or anything, so there’s no need for you to apologize for anything. But thank you for your courtesy.”

“Is that so?” Kirie smiled. “I’m glad to hear that. Anyway, I’ll be going this way. I have a meeting right now, so… Anyway, it was nice to meet you.” She smiled cheerfully and strolled back to Rapunzel.

Mirai kept smiling. As he started walking again, a lightning bolt came across his mind as if he realized something. He looked back in a somewhat shocked and stunned state. Noel looked back.

“What’s wrong, Mirai?” the tall blond asked. He felt a bit of concern for the younger male.

Mirai kept looking in the direction Kirie had sauntered. “It’s just… I felt like I met her before somewhere a moment ago, but I don’t know when and where I did. It feels too familiar like a strange sense of nostalgia that leaves a tingling feeling in the one’s entire mind and body.” That was exactly how the college student felt when he stared in the same direction.

Noel put his hand around Mirai’s arm. “Come on. We’re in the way of a car, Mirai.”

Mirai nodded and walked with Noel to the location they were headed before. “Yeah.”

Around seven o’clock that night, many of the employees from Rapunzel and Cinderella were all gathered inside the hotel run by Satsuki Kitaoji. There were also journalists and editors from other departments as well, who were all wearing business casual clothing to formal clothing. They had all been invited by the owner himself, and were making their way in to the building.

Takuji and Kirie were also a couple of the guests there. There was another young woman with them with long white hair and blue eyes that seemed to have a shine to them. She was around Takuji’s age, being a few months younger than him, and was a year older than Kirie.

“I can feel it!” Takuji exclaimed. He wasn’t loud enough to catch the other guests’ attention, though, and had a pretty tolerant sense of “excitement” for the situation. “There’s definitely a large scale of us getting more than half the scoops here.” He went on, bragging about Rapunzel in a calm tone of voice. “Our company’s had the most success and profit in all of Roppongi. In addition to that, we’re also the oldest editorial department to have been built over a hundred sixty years ago, so it doesn’t matter that the others outside our company are here; we’ll be making the most of this night at all costs.”

Then, a voice was heard behind the mint-haired young man.

“Oh? I don’t think so.” It was the chief editor of Cinderella making his way with one of his employees to the scene. Next to him was a young woman who was in her early twenties, but a few years older than Takuji, Asuka, and Kirie. The chief editor glanced at his the woman and introduced her to the small group of three. “Anyway, this is my new employee. She joined this morning at Cinderella and her first assignment will be to interview one of the many celebrities in the casino. Still, I see you haven’t changed since you started working at Rapunzel, Tamoto.”

Takuji bursted into a fit. “Don’t mess with me! My team and I will pummel you out of business! Also, I told you not to call me that, Jinnai!” His expression was comical enough that anyone who saw the mint-haired young man would more than likely compare him to a growling bear.

And that someone did.

Oh! the young woman standing next to the chief editor from Cinderella thought. That’s cute. He looks like an angry bear from the woods.

She was blushing at the sight of Rapunzel’s current CEO while the other two women were looking at the mint-haired young man. The white-haired one smiled at the sight of the two men; Kirie, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes in slight irritation. It seemed that Takuji’s venting state was more of an eyesore for her to see than for the other guests who were watching.

“I’m sorry for the trouble my boss has caused for yours,” the woman working for Cinderella apologized. She bowed, showing her condolences towards the matter.

“You don’t have to apologize,” Kirie responded casually. She threw her right arm out and frowned to display her disdain. “Takuji’s always like that. He and Atsushi over there are basically the comic relief for this party. It kind of takes me back to when I was in high school and college, though. In fact, I was a lot like Takuji a few years ago.”

The woman’s eyes widened. “Really? If I may ask, how old are you?”

“I’m twenty years old,” Kirie replied with a strained smiled. “I graduated college early to get a job at Rapunzel after I met Takuji and Asuka since they basically recruited me. Anyway, I’m Kirie Kuroki. What’s your name?”

The woman smiled back. “I’m Ayame Irodori. I’m twenty-four years old. You’re really young to have graduated college at that age, Kirie. I’m very amazed by your accomplishment. You must have been top of your class, too.”

“Not really,” Kirie dismissed. “I just kept working towards a high grade for the career. That’s about all I really did.”

“Either way, that’s still something others would be proud of,” Ayame praised. “I was a scholarship student during both my high school and college days, but I graduated a few weeks before my last year of college ended. It was tough every now and then, but I’m glad I made it through.”

“I think that’s more of an achievement than what I’ve done,” Kirie stated. “You’ve gone through more than I have and you’ve managed to pull through all of it.”

Asuka, the white-haired young woman, smiled pleasantly. “Maybe this is actually a way of hard work paying off since you’ve gotten a wonderful career such as this, Ayame-san. It’s a perfect opportunity to start off an interview with one of the main celebrities gathered here tonight. Do your best!”

Ayame nodded. “Thank you, um…”

“By the way, this is Asuka,” Kirie introduced. “She’s Takuji’s fiancée/bride. The party’s actually the wedding celebration for them. Everyone who’s been invited received a single company wedding invitation.”

Ayame’s eyes widened at the sudden news. “Really?! I didn’t expect this to be a party for a wedding ceremony.”

Kirie nodded. “Yeah. Guess Atsushi—that idiot with the small shaven goatee—didn’t tell you anything but to come here in a fancy dress and a pair of shoes, huh? He always does that to new female employees.”

“Maa, maa, Kirie,” Asuka smiled once more. “It’s not nice to say that about others, even if they have facial hair.”

Kirie’s eyes lowered themselves. “But you just said a rude thing yourself, Asuka.”

“That shouldn’t matter right now,” Asuka said with a disapproving frown. She turned towards Ayame and introduced herself. “By the way, my name is Asuka Suzushiro, and the man you see with your boss is my soon-to-be husband, Takuji Uramoto.” Not only had she introduced herself; she had introduced Takuji. “Takuji’s going to be interviewing the owner of the casino later on after we get married.”

Kirie smiled slyly. “Asuka’s going to be interviewing Chihaya.”

“Chihaya?” Ayame tilted her head to her left. “You mean, Chihaya Koda?”

Kirie nodded again. “That’s right. You know, since his skills have benefited those in need, Asuka feels a strong connection to what he does. She’s also teacher and kids like her for genuinely wanting to help them whenever they’re stuck on a problem. She and Takuji both work, so it keeps their lives busy most of the time. This is one of the few times they get to spend time together, even though it’s mainly for work. It’s kind of tiring sometimes having to see Asuka double as both a teacher and a journalist/interviewer, really. I have to be on the lookout for her, especially if she overworks herself and collapses from fatigue and exhaustion.”

“Wow,” Ayame breathed. She placed her closed hand near the side of her chin in thought. “That must be hard, having two jobs and trying to manage your work and love life at the same time. The most horrifying thing I think that could happen while doing that is ending up in a hospital, and trying to recover from everything. I don’t know if I could ever try working two jobs, though. If I were in a relationship, I think it might affect it to the point where it’ll sever completely, and I might never be able to see the guy I’m dating again.”

Kirie smiled. “At least you’re not an idiot like Asuka is. She’s too much of a hard worker to think about her body’s limits.”

“Kirie-chan!” Asuka angrily scolded. “I can take care of myself without getting sick. If I did collapse, it would cause trouble for Takuji. I don’t want to worry him and make him miss work just to take care of me.”

Kirie shook her head in dissatisfaction and looked at Ayame. “See? That’s even more selfish of you to say so.”

Takuji turned around and agreed, taking hold of both of Asuka’s hands with his own. “That’s right, Asuka! I don’t want you to cut me out of your life like that!” He gazed into his soon-to-be wife’s eyes with a staid and passionate expression. “We’re going to be married tonight, so we have to find time for each other no matter what. Isn’t that what being in a relationship is about? Supporting and taking care of the person you love is important when you’re together with them, isn’t it? Love is not one-sided if you have someone that you’re with, so you can’t let go of the person you love.”

Asuka’s eyes widened as she gazed right back into Takuji’s periwinkle eyes. “Takuji…” Then, she smiled softly and nodded. “Of course. I want to be with you forever, too. Thank you…”

Seeing the two of them stare at each other for what felt like centuries, Kirie sighed while shaking her head once more. “What a stupid couple…”

Several minutes later, Kirie, Takuji, Asuka, Ayame, and Atsushi were in the casino. Many of the guests were already set on gambling, while others walked around every now and them to try everything they could find. It was an incredible sight to behold, and it was nice.

Takuji, however, sighed in exasperation. “Is this really where our wedding will be? I thought everyone would celebrate out on the top of the roof or something. There’s a pool up there, so why not just go to the highest place here?”

Asuka smiled at the mint-haired young man. “It can’t be helped right now. We’ll just have to be patient until Satsuki-san tells us. He told us there was something important he wanted to say beforehand, remember?”

“I know,” Takuji answered. His irritation soon showed on his face. “But if he dares to make a fool out of this, I’ll have him know his place in this world.”

Ayame looked at the couple and frowned. “I feel bad for Takuji. He must have really wanted to have a grander celebration than this.”

“Yes, but this is just the beginning,” Atsushi noted. He couldn’t help but keep his broad grin on his face as he continued. “He’s usually like that when he doesn’t get his way at big parties like this one. He’s known for being a guy who likes to party. Asuka and Kirie have attended occasions with him, along with the other workers from Rapunzel whenever they were invited to one. Takuji’s always been the one to treat everyone, though. Oh, and let me just tell you this. You’ll need to know it if you ever meet anyone else like him and Asuka.” He looked at the brunette with a serious expression and said, “Take heed of the wealth they have. Magicians are the wealthiest beings to have ever lived in this universe, and are practically paid every day in their world. Unlike the economies of some countries here on Earth, their economy is much more successful. In fact, it flourishes without having any reason. It’s also like getting paid without having to work but they actually have people who work because—“

“—that’s the way the world runs?” Ayame finished. “I’ve heard many people say things that end with those words before you hired me, Boss. It just keeps getting older and older every time I hear someone say that the world runs that way.”

The editor-in-chief was a little taken aback. “Err… I guess you already knew about this stuff, huh, Irodori?”

“Doesn’t everyone know about magicians by now?” the brunette lowered her eyes, somewhat irritated by the well-known facts. She knew by the fact that magicians like Takuji and Asuka rarely had natural physical features and all of their kind had pale white skin that was beautiful on the outside. “We’re in the twenty-first century, Jinnai-san. The least you can do is try to keep up with your employees. I’m not as old as you, and I’m not someone who looks that way, either. So, in all pretenses, I don’t want to be on the same level as you.”

Atsushi’s mouth dropped when he realized the truth. Indeed, he was nearing the age of what the youngsters called an “old man” since he was nearing his mid-twenties. But hearing something like that was the most critical hit he had ever taken in his life. It was as if an arrow had struck right through his heart, piercing it in the center.

“…!” He had a pained look on his face as he stared at the floor. “You got me there, in my most important organ… Irodori.”

Ayame sighed at the pathetic sight of her current employer. “Geez… Get a grip, will you?”

Meanwhile, Kirie was playing pool with a few of her co-workers from Rapunzel. Everyone who was playing and/or observing the match were enjoying themselves, throwing in laughs and a round of applause every now and then.

“Go for it, Kirie!” one of the onlookers shouted encouragingly. It was a woman who had been employed around the same time Takuji had started working at Rapunzel.

Kirie made a shot and the ball she hit with the cue ball went into one of the holes. As the game kept going, there were more cheers than anywhere else in the room. This, of course, attracted the attention of a familiar college student. He turned his gaze towards the Rapunzel employees who were playing and watching the players make their moves. Needless to say, the first person to catch his eye was Kirie herself. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and kept staring at the dark magenta-haired girl as lingering feelings floated all around him.

Shortly afterwards, Satsuki Kitaoji began his speech.

“Attention, everyone,” he said. All eyes were now on the casino owner and each and every person excluding Satsuki himself was listening. “As you all may know, today is a very special day, which is why I have opened the Urban Casino and Resort Roppongi today for those who wish to enter and enjoy themselves here. Tonight, in particular, marks a very special night for my friend, Takuji Uramoto, and his bride, Asuka Suzushiro. In order to celebrate their wedding, I have arranged for it to be held on the rooftop of the hotel and casino. Everyone is invited to come as you are all guests here. I apologize for not making this announcement sooner, but we will now be moving to the roof for the wedding ceremony.”

Takuji’s sour expression brightened and he was back to his jubilant old self in no time. He started jumping, which sounded as if he was making bouncing effects, going “boing” everywhere with his arms held high for everyone to see. Satsuki, in particular, glanced to the right corner of his vision, and smiled amusingly. He was content to see the young CEO of Rapunzel back in high spirits, letting out a lighthearted chuckle. On the inside, he felt as though he was going to burst into a fit of laugher at any moment. Asuka, on the other hand, smiled happily at the sight of her fiancé/groom. It was very uplifting to all of the guests gathered in the casino; Takuji of all people could not contain his happiness and kept jumping for a while before he stopped. Most of the guests had let out a laugh or two at the scene and were enjoying themselves not nearly as much as the mint-haired magician.

After that, they all made their way up to the roof, which had a large pool, and the wedding began. Takuji and Asuka exchanged rings and a few words right before putting their partner’s designated wedding ring on each other’s left ring fingers. Everyone smiled and clapped once Takuji’s ring was on his, and they all partied for a while before almost all of the interviewers, journalists, and reporters were gone, leaving Kirie, Takuji, Asuka, and Ayame to go to the VIP room, stay in the hotel, or go home.

“Thanks, Satsuki,” Takuji smiled at older man. He was still bubbling with bliss on the inside as he and Asuka walked together with Satsuki. “Nothing could make a man happier than to finally marry the love of his life. And it’s all thanks to you, my friend.”

Asuka smiled along with them. “Indeed. It was really fun to have everyone with us. Thank you, Satsuki-san.”

“It was my pleasure to hold the ceremony here as part of the grand opening,” Satsuki responded courtly. He was glad to see the two of them have a good time. “You two have helped me throughout many difficult situations, so it was the least I could do. Why don’t you come with me to the V.I.P. room? I also invited Kirie earlier and she said she’ll stop by later. Yuzuki and the others will also be there, so we can all hang out leisurely.”

“That’s a great idea,” Takuji grinned excitedly. “We can’t just let the fun go by. The night’s still here, so we have to enjoy ourselves while we still can!”

Asuka nodded. “It’ll also be a good time for our interviews, so we’ll have plenty of it left afterwards.”

“Alright!” Takuji held out both his arms in front of him with closed hands. “We’ll get everything done and have lots of fun talking with each other. It’ll be the best thing we’ll do in Roppongi!”

Satsuki smiled agreeably. “Of course. I’m looking forward to answering your questions and spending time with you, Takuji. It’s been some time since we last had a chat together with everyone else, so I’m also looking forward to it.”

Soon, the three of them made their way to the VIP room Satsuki had mentioned not too long ago and kept conversing with one another along the way, enjoying the time they had together.

Kirie slowly opened the door to the V.I.P. room and stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

“Excuse me,” she said. She took a look around and saw a group of four other men with Satsuki, Takuji, and Asuka, in the room. She glanced up at Satsuki and asked, “Um… Yuzuki’s going to stay with her for a while, so I thought I should let you know since you’re his older brother.”

Satsuki saw the look on Kirie’s face and smiled. “Thank you. I’m sure that Miss Ayame would at least like to know that he’s been looking after her when she wakes up.”

“You’ve been a big help yourself,” Chihaya proclaimed, acknowledging Kirie’s assistance. “When she passed out like that, you were the one who told the other guests to prepare a room for her, and let her rest. We don’t normally see someone like you, but I guess extraordinary human women actually exist in this world.”

“Now, aren’t you a rude one,” Ryoichi Hirose, the famous author, smirked. “True, she’s a rarity amongst almost all of the women in the world, but she’s at least got the guts to help someone out. That’s something that should be commended by others such as yourself, Chihaya. Even I have to give her some credit for it.”

Noel nodded while still having his nonchalant expression on his face. “Women can be strong to a large extent, but it mostly depends on them. Not many are like her.”

“I know what you all mean,” Chihaya added, “but you don’t really have to explain any further than what’s already been said. Remember, I was only stating my side of it. It’s not like I really wanted to downgrade her or anything. I was just complimenting her in my own way.”

Satsuki frowned. “Still, that was very impolite of you to say, Chihaya. She’s a guest here, and being rude to a guest is not something that I approve of.”

Chihaya let out a small chuckle. “I know. You’re always like this, Satsuki. But that’s one of the good things about you.”

As the rest of the group continued to engage in a conversation of their own, Mirai could not help but stare at Kirie’s face. He knew he had seen her before, and it put him in a daze. Kirie herself soon noticed the gaze she was receiving from him and glanced at the college student. Then, she smiled in a faint but relaxed way at him.

Satsuki caught on shortly after and frowned. “Mirai, go on and greet her. It’s not tactful if you just keep looking at one of our guests for the rest of the night without saying anything.”

“…” Although he heard the financial prince’s words, he could not react to them the way he usually did. In fact, he was still looking at Kirie with longing eyes.

Satsuki glanced at Mirai once more. Then he turned his head towards Kirie with an apologetic expression. “Please forgive him, Kirie. He’s not usually like this. He’s really a good kid at heart, but…”

Kirie shook her head. “No, it’s fine. I don’t mind at all, Satsuki.” Then, she glanced at Mirai, still smiling at the younger man. “It’s nice to see you again. My name is Kirie Kuroki. I’m also an editor at Rapunzel, so I also work with Takuji and Asuka over there.”

At that moment, Mirai’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief. The name he had just heard triggered his first memory with the dark magenta-haired young woman.

“…!”

Kirie? The same Kirie I met three years ago? Is it really true? Am I really seeing her again? Those thoughts swirled around in his head as stared at Kirie in realization and remembrance of his first love standing right in front of him.

#fanfic #fanficgiveaway #fanficsubmissions #sitsc #Seduced in the Sleepless City #submission

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sweetblink · 7 years ago

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Heart Like Yours. (1)

Prologue , (2) , (3) , (4) , (5) , (6) , (7) , (8) , (9)

Chapter 1.

Night time had fallen, and Amethyst just pulled her hoodie stringer tighter, and hummed along to her music, as she walked towards the South Side of Riverdale.

She knew that walking at this time of night was a bad idea, but she had no ride, and it was the best she can do since she had no one to contact. She looked around the town that she saw only once, before being taken away by her mother after leaving her father. She couldn’t help but let out a small shiver, as she noticed how eerie it looked.

The music on her phone changed and she smiled widely when she heard the voice of Williamette Stone singing Heart Like Yours. She so focused on learning the lyrics of the song, that she didn’t hear the rumbles of a truck.

It wasn’t until the loud honking, that made her jump and shriek in fright, that brought her back to reality. She turned around and found a raven hair boy laughing at her. She ripped off her headphones and glared at him.

“What the hell, man?” Amethyst snapped, as she tried to control herself.

“I would say the exact same thing to you.” the dude replied. Amethyst just rolled her eyes and continued to walk. “Hey, where are you going, maybe I can give you a ride?”

“Mi Papa, taught me to never talk to strangers, and to never accept rides from them either.” Amethyst replied, smirking at him.

She noticed him roll his eyes, and she smirked. He turned to her, and smirked. “Names Sweet Pea, princess.”

“Sweet Pea? Now what kind of name is that?” Amethyst teased.

Amethyst watched as he glared and sigh in annoyance. “Look, just get in the truck, the streets ain’t safe, and there’s a psycho killer on the loose on your side of the town.”

“My side of the town?” Amethyst asked confused. “Exactly where do you think I’m from?”

“I never seen you around in Southside, so my guess is Northside.” Sweet Pea told her.

Amethyst just rolled her eyes. “Reason you never seen me around Sweet Papas, is because I just arrived in town, I’m heading to my father’s place.”

“It’s Pea, and well, who’s your dad?” he asked as he got off this truck. He walked up to her, and Amethyst had to step back to look up at him.

“No freakin way, what are you? A freakin giant?” Amethyst asked, staring at him fully now.

She noticed him wearing dark washed jeans, worn out combat shoes, checkered plaid shirt, and a dark black leather jacket. She noticed him smirking, as she continued to check him out, she noticed all the rings, and the dog tags around his neck, but what caught her attention was the tattoo on his neck.

“And what are you? An elf?” Sweet Pea teased back.

Amethyst just smirked. “Celoso?” she asked.

SP frowned in confusion. “What?” he asked. Amethyst just rolled her eyes.

“It means jealous. Going back to your question, my papa is Jose Hernandez, he’s from Southside, and works in a auto shop.” Amethyst replied.

Sweet Pea looked at her shocked. “You’re kidding right?” he asked.

“No, my father is Saint Noel.” Amethyst replied sarcastically. “Of course I’m not kidding, where else am I supposed to come from?”

“I just, I never heard of him talking about him having kids.” SP replied.

“Yeah, well blame that on my mother, she just snuck us out one night, and never looked back.” Amethyst sneered, glaring at him.

Sweet Pea just scratched the back of his head, and sighed. “I know where you dad is, in fact I’m actually heading over to his place, he has my bike in his shop.”

Amethyst perked up at his response. “So about that ride?” she asked.

Sweet Pea smirked, and nodded to his truck. “Get in short stuff.”

Amethyst smiled and walked towards the driver’s seat. She noticed his confusion and smirked. “The truck is pretty tall, I need help getting up.”

Sweet Pea just let out a chuckle and grabbed her waist and lifted her up. He waited as she scooted over, and then got on himself. “So I never got your name.”

“That’s because I haven’t given it to you.” Amethyst remarked.

“Well you’re in my truck, for all I know you could be some crazy girl trying to knock me out cold and kidnap me.” Sweet Pea teased.

Amethyst just smiled and turned to him. “Well what if I am, what are you going to do about it?” Sweet Peas froze and she bursted out laughing. “Oh por Dios. I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I’m Amethyst.”

“Like the birthstone?” he asked her.

Amethyst nodded. “Yeah.” she replied, as she looked out the window.

“I’m guessing your dad named you?” Sweet Pea asked.

Amethyst turned to him and shook her head. “No, my older brother did, my dad gave me my middle name, Rose.”

“Well that’s interesting, usually it’s the dad’s that name their child.” Sweet Pea told her.

Amethyst just let out a chuckle. “Well I’ve been told that there was an argument when it came to naming rights. My brother wanted to name me Amethyst, because it’s my birthstone color, and it’s the color of the gem he got for me when I was born, and my dad wanted to name me Rose, it resulted my brother being angry at my dad, and not talking to him for a week. I guess Papa caved in, and combined both the names to Amethyst Rose.”

“That’s a cute story.” Sweet Pea said. Amethyst just chuckled and nodded. “And where’s your brother now?”

Amethyst tensed up, and turned to him. “So Sweet Pea is your name huh? Is that your actual name or a nickname?” she asked, smiling.

He turned to her, and then looked back forward, confused to why she suddenly changed topic. “Believe

it or not, it’s my name.” he replied.

Amethyst just nodded and smiled as she looked out the window, she looked down at her phone and quickly popped back one earphone into her ear, and listen to the song she had on repeat. She smiled and started to hum.

“Watcha humming there crazy.” Sweet Pea interrupted.

Amethyst looked up. “Oh I’m learning this song.”

“You sing?” Pea asked, making a turn to the familiar roads of the auto shop and the house.

“Occasionally.”

Sweet Pea just nodded, and halted the truck. “Well, we’re here.” he said.

Amethyst looked up and out the window, she let out a breathe she was holding and she suddenly felt nervous. She hasn’t seen her father since she was five years old, and never kept in contact with him, because her mom didn’t let her. She didn’t know if he was going to welcome her back or he was just going to leave her.

Sweet Pea noticed her nervousness, and turned to her. “Hey, everything’s going to be alright. C'mon let’s go.” he said, holding out his hand.

Amethyst just stared at him and nodded, and accepted his hand as he helped her get off.

“Sweet Pea is that you boy?” a rough voice asked. Amethyst’s breath hitched and she was so glad that the hoodie was hiding her.

“Yeah, Jose. I found a little someone along the way.” Sweet Pea replied teasing.

Amethyst heard him grunt, and walked further away from them and then she felt Sweet Pea pulling her to him. “What took you so long son.”

“Serpent business.” Sweet Pea replied. Amethyst tighten her grip and Sweet Pea looked down at her and then back at Jose. “I actually wanted to ask, if you had a family?”

Amethyst could hear the footsteps stop. “Who’s asking?” he snarled.

Amethyst felt her self get tense, and tears pooled in her eyes, but she didn’t dare to cry. She heard Sweet Pea sigh, and pushed her towards him, Amethyst let out a startled shriek, and fell into the older man’s arms.

“What the hell is wrong with you boy-” But Jose stopped scolding the kid, because the second he looked down at the teen, he recognized her.

“Rosie?” Jose whispered out.

Amethyst looked up at him and nodded. “Papi.” she whispered.

“Oh mija. Is it really you?” Jose asked, as he crushed her in the tightest hug.

Amethyst just giggled and nodded, hugging her father back. “It’s me papi, I’m home. I’m really here.”

Jose just let out a laugh and picked her up and twirled her around. Amethyst just giggled and inhaled his scent that she missed so much.

“I’m home.” Amethyst said for one last time, smiling gratefully at the tall Serpent in front of her.

Sweet Pea smiled, and he nodded, he decided it was his time to take off and that’s what he did, neither Amethyst or her dad noticed him leave.

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Amethyst looked around her old house, and she just smiled, remembering bits of her childhood here.

“You know, I never believe that your mama would actually take you guys away, I always thought she was bluffing, I came back home one night, and all your stuff was gone.” her father began to say. Amethyst turned to him and she saw tears in his eyes. “It felt like I lost the biggest part of myself when she took you guys away from me. I didn’t care if your mother hated me, I just wanted to spent time with my kids.”

Amethyst just pulled her hood off, and walked up to him and hugged him. “I missed you so much Papa, I didn’t know what was going on, all I remember is Carlos yelling at my mother, and then us leaving.” she cried out.

Jose just hugged his daughter closely to him and rubbed her back, kissing her hair, he smiled a little when he saw it was purple, but it seemed so fitting to her because of her name. He pulled back and smiled.

“And your brother, Carlos? Where is he?” Jose asked her eagerly.

Amethyst just fought to keep her smile. “He enlisted in the Air Force after he graduated. He’s been deployed to Germany about two years now.” she replied, clutching the dog tags, and the heart shaped gem.

Jose nodded, and sighed out. “How’s your mother?” he asked.

Amethyst whole expression changed, her smile fell and was replaced by a snarl. “Out being a homewrecker.”

Jose just chuckled at her, and sighed. “Ay mija, que vamos hacer con tu madre?” Oh honey, what are we going to do with your mother?

Amethyst shrugged. “Noting, let her ruin her life, she’s ruined mine.” she replied, rolling her eyes. “The only reason why Carlos enlisted in the Air Force because he wanted to leave, he apologized to me because he felt guilty he was abandoning me”

“Why didn’t you just run away earlier?” Jose asked her.

Amethyst just shrugged. “She kept promising she was going to be better, but that was just a lie, a few days ago I had to fight off an angry woman, because mom slept with her husband. And she was drunk, so I just packed the little things I had, and left.”

Amethyst just snuggled closer to her father and relaxed in her father’s embrace. She felt his lips on her hair again, as she closed her eyes. “Duerme. Tomorrow is a new day, and I’ll show you around.”

With that being said Amethyst relaxed and fell asleep, with the thought if she was going to bump into Sweet Pea the next.

#sweet pea imagines #sweet pea #sweet pea riverdale #sweet pea fanfic #sweet pea fan club #sweet pea fanfiction #riverdale #riverdale imagines #riverdale fanfiction #riverdale fanfic #south side serpents #sweet pea imagine

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littlelieshq · 4 years ago

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hey my loyal readers, ALISE here, your one and only source of gosan’s finest. aren’t you curious about what i have in store for you today? don’t lie, of course you are! well, today’s highlight happens to be the one and only NOEL PARK. the noel park? yes, that’s right, him. you know him, don’t you? TWENTY-SEVEN, PHOTOGRAPHER? no? well—i don’t blame you if you don’t, if you’ve seen one gosaner, you’ve seen them all. but this one, he’s a little special—not everyone had to take a leave of absence during high school to go to rehab, after all.

interested? well why wouldn’t you be?

lucky for you i always deliver.

( TW DRUG USAGE )

he’d tried out a few names, before deciding on noel. he was born a few days after christmas, anyway, and he liked the idea of his new name meaning birth. like a new, better him was being born. if you ask him, he’ll say it’s because he’d ended up moving to rhode island for college, and he wanted a name that was easy for his new classmates to pronounce. now it’s printed on three best-selling photo books and is the handle of an instagram with more than 200,000 followers; he’s done a relatively good job of escaping everything, compared to some of his classmates. he would’ve escaped it forever, if it wasn’t for his father’s death, but that’s how it goes; his name is new, but the choices he made back then had to catch up with him, again, eventually. but noel’s learned to deal, since then — he won’t be weak like he was when he was a kid. he won’t. he was never the most popular of 2020’s class — always just a little bit shorter and more awkward than everyone else, park sungwon (as he was known then) was less likely to be found at a party and more likely to be found in the dark room, developing photographs or just listening to music. if anything, he’d be disdainfully wondering why his peers were always acting so ridiculously. the middle child that never quite got as much attention from his judge father or his jewelry designer mother, he didn’t start taking the pills to try to get them to notice anything, or to improve his art, though that’s certainly what people speculate. he’d just taken them one day, right out of the medicine cabinet, with the intention to get high, no more, no less. he liked the sense of contentment that had come with taking them, and decided to keep chasing after it. and to his credit, he’d kept things hidden pretty well, for a while. who would suspect that sungwon, of all people, was popping pain pills like they were candy? he was always the good boy, the well-behaved one to a fault, the responsible kid with a pulitzer in his future. he did, of course, have to take more and more to get that same high, but he was careful; he made rules for himself. don’t take pills at school. wait ‘til dad’s asleep before you sneak into his bathroom. if his father didn’t notice that more and more disappeared from the bottle each time, he didn’t say anything. his sister, of course, sure did. noel’s still grateful that whatever god is up there didn’t have him catch him taking his oxy at school (because by that point, the dark room was less a space to develop photographs and more a space to space out); she ratted him out immediately, and the park family moved elsewhere for a month. one of the best teen rehab facilities in the world, his mother found, was in brisbane, australia; they told the school that they were dealing with the death of a distant relative who’d lived there. sungwon came back to school a month later, with a sense of discipline and practicality and a drive to graduate quietly; the yearbook that year was award-winning, thanks in part to the photographs sungwon took for it. the lie was perfect, and for a year, it rested just like that. how alise found out where he really was that month, sungwon still isn’t sure. but she came with receipts and even a selfie with one of his companions in recovery. it was a blindside to his fellow students (this kid was doing those that whole time?) and a blow to the reputation of his parents (as relatively good as the parks were, the fact they were oblivious to what sungwon was doing didn’t reflect well on them as parents). it’s no wonder that sungwon’s reaction was to get the hell out of gosan at the earliest opportunity and to change his name; he wouldn’t let it follow him. in the years since then, noel’s developed a love of rugby and a real sense of charisma; it makes him look broody instead of gloomy when he’s sulking over something-or-other, and it makes his determination for perfection in every shot seem artistic, not mean for no reason. and his sense of discipline hasn’t faded any; he drinks socially, he nearly has to, but doesn’t smoke, and he hasn’t touched anything else addictive since he was a teenager. he spends his days taking photographs by the beach for his fourth photo collection, tentatively called home, dealing with the classmates who’ve known him at his darkest, and wondering just what gosan has in store for him now that he’s back.

#ll:accepted #krp #llsp:co2020

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putrilaurant · 7 years ago

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Nein Bonus Disk Review

If you’re going to reblog this, please turn off your twitter/facebook sync. Because I don’t want this post to spread around another social media.

It’s been a year and I think I will share this here. This was in my VK profile before, now it’s time to share it here. Sorry for the long post, I can’t really cut it with tumblr mobile.

I feel like I will share my experiences with the Bonus disk. But I can’t really remember the details because the disk is in my friend’s hand.

Well, first, the main menu appears just like in disk 1 (Noel’s phone is ringing and the caller is Ichizo). There’s 3 button on it: play, options, and quit. If you press ‘quit’ then Noel won’t answer Ichizo’s call and he will never find Yaneura dou. And the BD player will quit itself, to the home page.

If you press 'play’, the footage of Noel and Ichizo’s conversation will begin. There’s like— more than 16 footage that will plays randomly.

Then after the footage, Yaneura Dou will be played. THE ANGLE IS ALL DIFFERENT just see this one as example:

http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm29597146.

There’s 4 version of it. I can’t really tell the detail but the first 2 is from Regular Version and Limited Version of Nein Concert.

Ori no Naka no Hakoniwa.

Trippier than the Limited one, you’ll notice that Bebo singing with Autotune this time.

Namonaki Onna no Uta.

There’s no much different with this one but the ending is using the last concert. Luna meet Endimio, dropped his bread and there’s… Thanatos’ servant following him.

Shokumotsu ga Tsunagaru Sekai.

…I really hate Revo’s commentary in this one. You know, when the baby was isolated in the incubator box, and when there’s a heart beat detector sign (I don’t know what’s it called in English) peeping, the subtitles goes “NEIN - NEIN - NEIN” and then there’s a pun when the line goes straight dead that I can’t really remember. After that, when Shokumotsu girl is explaining about the Triangle, the “purple aura of death” is really strong in this one. The dialogue in the end changed to “Mommy will give birth to you one more time” or something like that (I can do Japanese well ok I’m sorry :“ ). Thanatos’ servant was following her and her husband.

Ienakatta Kotonoha.

This one isn’t really changed. Just the angle is different, like the others. In the end, the letter didn’t flew off, so John finally can read the letter. But then, there’s Thanatos’ servant following him… me and my friends actually talk about that lol, like "how will he die? is he going to die when get back to his hometown or will he have a heart attack??”.

Nikushimi wa Hanataba ni Kaete.

Marie Marie is the interviewer and she’s really cute!! Jimang’s dance is different, and after the rejection, Jimang looks so sad and then kick the air, dunno why. When Stella singing about the charity, the flower girl appeared!! She’s wearing Vanishta shirt and it’s really cute. The lovey dovey moment is over, now we entered the dark part. Usually, she will compliment the interviewer’s clothes. But because Marie Marie’s clothes is purple, she gets mad. “Why it’s not red?” and then a cat dancer give her a gun. But fortunately, right before Stella shot Marie, Noel comes out and pull her away from Stella, screaming “ABUNAI!! (It’s dangerous!!)”. And the screen goes black. There’s a Thanatos’ servant following Luna and Jimang.

Namida de wa Kesenai Honoo.

Not much difference. In the end, Maman singing “Shiawase ni Onarinasai” and they were followed by Thanatos’ servant. DON’T ASK ME MORE ITS SO SAD TO SEE THE SERVANT FOLLOWING EVERYONE.

Ai to Iu na no Toga.

I HATE THIS AHDJAHGLKAHKGDHAD the siscon is so strong. You can actually see Elef’s boxer/undies when he kicks the men who captured Misia. There’s 2 headbutts of love between them. Revo touched his nose to Minami’s nose. And then when Misia sings about bathing during summer, Elef be like “Nope, I can’t see that nope nope” while trying to not look at Misia taking a bath. After they sit on the stage, Misia gets up and then fall down. Elef comes to her and meet his friend. While asking for a ride to go to somewhere far from the city, Elef pull out a freakin SUNGLASSES from his pocket and wear it (but he was struggling a bit when trying to take it out tho). I really hate that part, really. And then here comes the Elef Elef Misia Misia part. The screen was spilt into 4 part. The first one is Elef doing cartwheel, the second one is Elef doing front rolls, the third one is Elef doing back rolls, and the last one is Elef spins like a ballerina and it’s actually cute and funny. And in the end, Thanatos’ servant give them a bundle of black cloth (supposed to be a baby) and Elef, while hugging Misia, said “Moira yo…”

Wasurena Tsukiyo.

In 3rd disk, the camera really focusing on Elisabeth and the bride-wanna-be girl’s expression. And it’s actually really sad. In the end, Marchen didn’t come and Elisabeth called his name “Meru…” iT’S SO SAD. The Thanatos’ servant following the bride-wanna-be girl.

Rinne.

Still same.

Saihate no L.

Still same, but the angle is different. But it will touch your soul a bit more when the “Laurant, Laurant!” Part. It did touch mine.

After ending.

You can choose between 11 endings. But once you chose one, you can’t chose another ending without replaying the concert all over again. It’s really frustrating.

Ending 1

Adult Tenshu saying “Seiyou Kottou Yaneura Dou e Youkoso” and then do the cat pose.

Ending 2

Child Tenshu crying, but not really (fake). She successfully makes Noel feels awful by making a little girl cry but it’s all just a joke. She then try to grab Noel’s neck.

Ending 3

Teen Tenshu called Noel with “Sensei”. I guess in this one is the one that Noel is dragged to the attic to write a story for Tenshu.

Ending 4

Adult Tenshu kissed Noel but hide it with her fan.

Ending 5

Old Tenshu slapped Noel (lol)

Ending 6

Noel asking the Flower girl what is her favorite flower, and then giving her the flower, what a guy.

Ending 7

Ichizo noticed the R.E.V.O sunglasses and wears it. Noel tried to stopped him by screaming “ICHINYAN, NO!!”

Ending 8

Yama-san noticed the R.E.V.O sunglasses and wears it. Noel tried to stopped him by screaming “YAMANYAN- NO, I MEAN YAMA-SAN, DON’T!”

Ending 9

Eiji comes in. And because of that, Noel ignored Bebo and went backstage with Eiji. Bebo turns red and peeping, looks like he’s upset.

Ending 10

….I CAN’T REMEMBER THE 10TH ENDING SORRY

Ending 11

This ending is where Noel collapsed. Ichizo and the Flower girl helped him to go to the backstage. After that, Rinne lyrics are showed on the screen, with the sound of water and heartbeat. Then “Rinne in the Near Future” screen appeared, everyone is screaming. The End.

REVO’S COMMENTARY HIGHLIGHT

Revo as Revo during Shokumotsu ga Tsuranaru Sekai, “Kedo, kare ni deatte…” part: “Delicious and Gentle” [Delicious to Yasashii]

Revo as Revo, but childish version, during Ienakatta Kotonoha, R rated part: “What is oniichan and oneechan doing?”

Revo as Thanatos during Ienakatta Kotonoha, “Kami-sama jikan wo kudasai” part: “Did you called me?”

Revo as Idolfried during Nikushimi wo Hanataba ni Kaete, “Watashi jibun ga suki da” part: “I like you too”

Revo as Revo during Nikushimi wo Hanataba ni Kaete, Stella Luna part: “Do-S”

Revo as Hiver during Namida de wa Kesenai Honoo, Child Tenshu giving the twin dolls to Maman part: “Can you please return them to me as soon as possible… I’m lonely here…”

Revo as… I don’t know, during Namida de wa Kesenai Honoo, close up to Violette Hortense part: “WE ARE THAT KIND OF DOLLS THAT GROWS THEIR NAILS AND HAIR AT NIGHT!☆”

Revo as Elef, during Ai to Iu Na no Toga, “Sekai ichiban kawaii imouto…” part: “(Too long to type but it’s about Elef praises his sister too much and tells you who don’t have any sister that your life sucks)

Revo as… I don’t know, during Ai to Iu Na no Toga, Misia standing up because she has a great Idea then falls down part: "I HAVE A GOOD IDEA!”

Revo as Marchen during Wasurena Tsukiyo, when Elisabeth called his name: “Hm? Did you just call me?”

I’m sorry it’s so long and the grammar is messed up omg I’ve disappointed my English teacher.

#sound horizon #nein #review #long post #live

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allisonswrittenwords · 4 years ago

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Or, “hey, look what my dad lets me do for his company!”

Previously, On Allison’s Written Words…

The booming home video market meant lots of smaller companies vying for those video store rental (and purchasing) dollars by releasing content through their own companies. Major studios had major movies, and smaller companies released special interest and B-grade films (or worse). However, those smaller companies had one thing over the major studios – their own children/family sub-labels. During the mid-1980s, Children’s Video Library and Hi-Tops Video competed for the interests of kids who liked films and shows featuring their favorite licensed characters. Both companies also had a hand in releasing “instructional” and “informative” videos.

Heck, they even shared a likable teen actor for those purposes.

Those companies, for a few years, were successful in their missions, but off in the corner, waiting to strike with its own content, was a company known for B-grade and soft core films…and its own children’s label.

The label even came with a child spokesperson of its very own. If he was likable…well, that’s debatable.

From Soft Core To “Just For Kids!”

Businessman Noel C. Bloom founded several home video distribution companies during the course of the booming 1980s home video market. Some of them are likely familiar to you – Artisan Home Entertainment (starting as U.S.A. Home Video in 1983, then International Video Entertainment in 1985, then LIVE Entertainment beginning in 1988), Family Home Entertainment (1980-2005), and Celebrity Home Entertainment. Celebrity had soft core adult films in its catalog, which was nothing compared to Bloom’s Caballero

It was this company through which a sub-label was created to distribute children’s films, both of the obscure and well-known kind. You could say that Family Home Entertainment had the children’s market covered, but this was a market saturated with competition. And besides, Celebrity was good for distributing obscure content, so there was a need for a children’s company to do the same.

Enter Just For Kids!

“The Name To Remember In Children’s Entertainment!”

Celebrity’s Just for Kids label was established in 1985, and distributed children’s programs and films, many of obscure nature, some international movies (including the Gamera movies, and many European and Japanese cartoons), and some very well-known content at the time, including Bravestarr, GI Joe: The Movie, COPS, and Filmation’s Ghostbusters. the animated series capitalized on the live action show from the 1970s, which has nothing to do with the 1980s films and cartoons that are more commonly known and embraced.

Related: List of content released through Celebrity’s Just For Kids (it is a lengthy list!)

The “Just For Kids” videos were book-ended with segments featured Noel Bloom Jr., the son of Noel Bloom. Beginning about 1987 or 1988, Little Noel (and his braces) introduced the video and reminded kids about how to adjust the tracking on their VCR for the best picture quality, and to stick around for the end of the program, so you – yes you – could find out how to receive a free “Just For Kids” videocassette!

Be jealous kids. His dad owned a company made him the spokesperson for it before he was in his teens. What were you doing at eleven years old?

But before all of that (including braces), there was…

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This, my friends, is everything 1980s. The furniture, the television, the clothes, the hair. I remember watching this video during the earliest days of YouTube (about 2007), and was just…wow. I was into nostalgia at that time, but it took years to fully appreciate what made certain aspects of it super special.

Everything about this is just top notch cheese, my friends. Right down to the bang up acting. I had no clue that the starting of a home video in the family VCR could have a tractor beam-type effect, but the 1980s were a different time.

This was about 1987-1988, and by 1989, the introductions with Noel started. I’d say these probably went through 1990, 1991 at the absolute latest. Content was released by Celebrity through the early 2000s, but the Noel Jr. intros seemed to stop by 1991 itself.

Marvel in the collected works of Noel Bloom Jr.!

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All of his girlfriends love Maxie’s World. Remember that, kids.

I will say though, seeing this clip and him talking about The Noozles brought back memories of watching the show on Nickelodeon in the 1980s and 1990s. Pinky was super annoying!

Hey Kids, Want A Free Video?

Well, yeah. Who doesn’t like free stuff?

Noel’s promises of a free Just For Kids video could be yours, if you send in the Proof of Purchase from six of their videos. From what I’ve gathered over the years, that “free video” is really a sampler of trailers for different Just For Kids releases. So if you were figuring on getting a copy of GI Joe: The Movie, and bought a bunch of Gamera and Maxie’s World videos just to bask in the glory of a freebie…you would be very disappointed.

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Admit it, you really want something with animated Little Noel on the cover.

But hey, here’s the address.

Because I wouldn’t be doing my best job ever without researching this PO Box, I Googled it. Nothing comes up. At all. I mean, something about the UPS Store in Woodland Hills, California as a way to get a secure private mailbox comes up, but that’s pretty much it.

The videos were usually dubbed in EP, sold at budget prices, and were usually selected episodes of television shows, as well as compilation films of episodes. Television series never saw completed releases.

Noel really should have taken up a complaint with his dad about that. Kids don’t like to be left hanging. Heck, his girlfriends (all of them!) don’t want to be disappointed!

Did “Just For Kids” Actually End?

Well, not really. The parent company for Just For Kids, Celebrity Home Entertainment, filed for bankruptcy protection in 1991, but it didn’t officially close down until 2001. To say that the Noel introductions pretty much went away by that time is accurate – Noel would have been 13-14 by that time, so I’m sure he wasn’t talking about Beverly Hills Teens and Maxie’s World and drawing in his “friends” with a opening logo tractor beam by then.

Celebrity Home Entertainment closed down for good in 2001, and Noel Bloom Sr.’s other companies – Artisan Home Entertainment (and its previous incarnations, as well as Family Home Entertainment), are all owned by Lionsgate as of 2003. His company Caballero Home Video still operates today (and has since 1974, one of the oldest pornographic film studios still operating. Another label, Monterey Entertainment (established in 1979, the second sub-label of his company) is now under the ownership of BayView Entertainment as of 2019. This company originally was a home video distributor, but these days, has expanded into independent theatrical distribution, film festivals, and other venues including television, digital delivery and home entertainment markets

As for Noel Bloom Jr. played basketball, and coached a high school team in California, though there isn’t muuch to be found for him. We’ll wish him well – he probably was a nice kid that was lucky enough to promote kiddie videos. Who wouldn’t want to be able to do that?

But Wait, There’s More!

I’ve tried (in vain) to find the full video of the Sampler Collection (60 minutes of glory!), but alas, it is no longer on YouTube. However, this little collection of clips is basically that, but without the funny in between segments of 10-year-old Noel in a Lakers uniform.

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As for this video, this is from 1990 and clearly features an older version of Noel, trying to do his best British accent.

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*facepalm*

And Now, You!

Did you ever watch/rent/own a “Just For Kids” video? Do you remember Little Noel and his braces, introducing the company’s offerings? Or do you just remember that gloriously cheesy segment that was clearly filmed in a 1980s living room?

So, in the course of my research, I realized I would be remiss if I left our Family Home Entertainment – this was the OG of children’s home video companies. And since it has an oh-so-special connection to Just for Kids, it will be next week’s heavily-researched article.

Exciting, right?

Until then, have a great day, and, um…bow before your Dark Underlord of Quality Children’s Entertainment!

"Hey, Look What Celebrity's Doing Just For Kids!" - The story of yet another children's home video company, in a sea of budget sub-labels in the 1980s! Or, "hey, look what my dad lets me do for his company!"

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theoriginalsfan124 · 7 years ago

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Her story and the make up

Pairing: Noel x Caroline

Gendre: angst,fluff

Warning ⚠️: the fic contains mentions of suicide, depression and anxiety,please if you get triggered easily read on your own risk.

There are a lot of words Noel could use to describe Caroline, a lot of those words would conflict with one another. He met a lot of women though his career and life, women that approach him,women that stayed behind, the shy ones, the confident ones, the neutral ones and everything in between. But none of them were like Caroline. She was different,unique, he wasn’t sure why. Maybe to some people she appeared like everyone else,but to him she was close to perfect.

He didn’t really register how the brake up happened. It happened way to fast for him. It looked like one second they we’re dating and the next she had already blocked him,not leaving a trace behind. To say he was devastated wouldn’t even say how he was feeling. He tried everything; going to her apartment ,but no one answered, going to her work only to learn that she’s taking a vacation, he tried asking Grace,but she didn’t answer though her eyes seeemed like they wanted an explanation but he knew she most likely promised Caroline not to say anything. He wanted to explain himself, to ask her for her forgiveness, because after all she was the only woman that Noel has loved so much in his life.

It didn’t take long for the guys to find out,after all Grace probably told Yuzuki what happened the same day it happened. They didn’t judge him nor Caroline,because they didn’t really know the story of what really went down. He figured out his now ex lover didn’t tell them, so he stayed quiet himself. Every time for the past two weeks they’ve been broke up whenever Mirai invited him to the VIP room and he would say he was gonna be there she didn’t show up. But almost everytime he said he wouldn’t come she came. He knew she was propursly avoiding him. But this time he said he wasn’t going to show up but in reality he was going to, he wanted to meet her.

His steps were steady and fast,striving forward his mind was blank. As soon as he got to the door he heard the mention of her name. He stood there frozen,hand on the door handle for a good minute. Swallowing his nervousness he entered the room quietly and closed the door behind him,nobody seemed to notice him since they were looking at Grace with concern written on they’re faces,so he stayed out and listened.

“Are you sure?” By the way Yuzuki asked this Noel could tell that whatever they were talking about must be very serious.

Grace nodded “Yes I’m sure that Caroline has depression.”

At this saying Noel felt his head spinning and his legs seemed like jelly. He never knew nor suspected it.

“How-why-I-“ Ryochi tried to ask her but he keeped losing his voice.

“I’m not sure when it started,or how it started. I do know that she has this sort of episodes where one minute she feels fine and the next she’s completely closed off in her room,not speaking nor eating nor sleeping. Maybe she’ll feel fine for a moth,week but then it crashes down ten times worse than before.” Grace words were filled with concern,her voice shaky.

Yuzuki noticed that so he held her hand to smooth her.

“She... her childhood wasn’t the best neither were her teen years. Her own biological mother loved Yurika more than her own biological daughter,so there’s nothing to speak about her stepmother. They weren’t abusive physically,no. They were abusive in a different way, verbally and neglectevly. She was never enough for them, never good, never like Yurika. Even when she was little they always used to take Yurika with them wherever they left and left Caroline with her babysitter. Runa, after she moved out with Glenn and Amanda. You see all of them are siblings with Runa being the oldest and they lived across the street in the other apartment complex. They kind of ‘adopted’ her, they became her family, the true one. She loves them. She sees Runa as a mother figure, Glenn as an older brother and Amanda as an older sister, after all she’s been through they never left her side, they always support her. So naturally she always was at they’re place. But her heart always longed for a mother, a father, that’s why she isn’t able to cut ties off completely with her mom. All of that built up into this whole bubble that bursted and shattered her. She became this shell of a human, barely sleeping,eating. She knows and knew how to put on the mask that she was fine,that everything is fine,that’s all she knew all her life. But that, that didn’t make things better and gradualately matters became worse and worse.” Graces voice was so shaky and her eyes were filled with tears.

“Did she-has she ever-“ Chihaya tried to ask but couldn’t find the right words.

“Tried to take her own life?” Grace asked breathily. “Yes. She did. Glenn and Amanda found her before it was too late. Her mother works in the hospital she was brought to and somehow covered the whole thing up so that is not in her file. Kim covered it up not because she was concerned with Caroline,no, because she was ashamed.” Tears were now streaming down her face freely.

It was quiet, all of them seemed to be thinking,processing the information they just got. Noel was still frozen in his place, his heart hurting because he never noticed, why didn’t he notice.

“Glenn and Amanda weren’t the richest of people, Runa wasn’t either. But they tried to help her the best they could, they saved up money and tried to get her to go to a therapist, but she refused. I guess she didn’t want to use their money, I mean her own mother didn’t see the point to why should they. That’s what she thought. Glenn, Amanda and Runa were her save heaven, I and Fuko became her safe heaven too. I was suprised how fast she became friends with you all. Noel...Noel became her safest heaven here, I think. But she lost him.” Grace got quiet, voice shaky,hot tears still streaming down.

“ I was sitting in my room that night and I heard a loud crash, I guess Fuko heard it too, since both of us came rushing out of our rooms at the same time, we ran to Caroline’s room and burst her door open, to see that the crash was because she threw her phone at the wall and shattered it. The moment we entered she just fell to the floor curling up into a little ball and sobbing uncontrollably. We didn’t register how fast we were at her side, smoothing her and hugging her too trying to comfort her. The reason she broke up with Noel wasn’t because he didn’t tell her about the article, or if he called her a child, it was because she thought she wasn’t enough, that she’s not enough.”

“What?” Noel couldn’t help the words that escaped his mouth.

All of their head wiped in his direction.

“Noel you weren’t supposed to-“ Grace couldn’t even finish her sentence because Noel was already out the door practically sprinting to his car.

He drove to Caroline’s place in no time, he got out locking his car behind him quickly and running up the stairs to her apartment. He knocked on the door and as soon as it opened he got in completely ignoring Fuko and rushed to Caroline’s room.

He bursted though the door and saw her there sitting on her bed, pijamas on, hair messy. She had her legs brought next to her chest, her head lying down on her legs. He waisted no time rushing to her side and bringing her to his warm embrace. He was sure he was shaking, maybe even crying a bit, he didn’t really know. He felt her put her head in his chest and starting shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. He just held her.

“Please-please don’t leave me” Caroline managed to choke out.

“Never. Never under any circumstances will I leave you, you’re the most important person in my life. I love you Caroline, nothing will change that. Please love, don’t you ever dare to think that you’re not enough, you are more than enough. Don’t ever be afraid to speak out how you feel, don’t be afraid to get help.” He spoke still holding her strongly. “Fuck your mom, fuck your stepmother and fuck your father. They don’t deserve you, none of them. You’re too good for them. You’re amazing, you’re smart, you’re beautiful, you’re everything they are not, and you’re more than enough for me frankly I don’t know if I deserve you.I love you, don’t ever doubt that”

She rapped her arms tightly around Noels waist, she was afraid of letting him go. And he no doubt was afraid of letting her go. They stayed like this for a long period of time. Noel was already thinking of all the possible help he could give to Caroline. He was going to get her help, she needed it. He didn’t want to lose her, especially not to herself. He wanted her to live, to heal, even if it takes years he’ll be there with her in every step of the way.

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caffeineivore · 8 years ago

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The return of ficcage

M/N, Police Procedural Fic part the next.

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The grief-stricken mother of the lost little girl seems to have high hopes for their cooperation, but it does not take any type of power beyond the most basic observation skills to see that the private investigator currently zipping through traffic just a shade higher than the speed limit wants nothing to do with him. Noel sneaks a glance at the striking profile of the tall, green-eyed brunette in the driver’s seat of a slightly unkempt, generic American four-door sedan, and resists the urge to rest a hand over the one currently keeping a death-grip on the gear-shift. Maureen Ivy Kirk was tasked by their client to bring him up-to-date on the case, and it’s clear that she considers said task to be no better than babysitting a particularly recalcitrant child.

“I have all my files at my office,” she says shortly as they stop at a traffic light. “We’ll go over them there.” Her eyes roam down the length of his body in a way distinctly non-flattering. “I’m in a rough neighbourhood. You’re going to stick out like a sore thumb in that suit, Slick.”

“Perhaps so,” Noel says with an agreeable smile. The black and charcoal pinstriped suit is a stark contrast to Maureen’s pointedly-casual outfit of dark-wash jeans and a forest-green turtleneck, but for all that, her face is accentuated by subtle, deftly-applied makeup. “The McDowells are extremely well-off. It didn’t seem appropriate to dress down when meeting them for the first time.”

Maureen doesn’t dignify this with a response, and pulls her car into a narrow alley on a street that’s certainly a far cry from the sleek waterfront of the Inner Harbor. She puts a steering wheel lock in place before pulling a briefcase out the back and locking the car, and Noel follows her as she makes her way towards a narrow brick building about half a block down, taking not a little enjoyment at the way her long legs eat up the pitted pavement.

“Hey, Mo. Who’s your friend?” A young man wearing baggy pants and a baseball hat turned to the back smirks at Noel even as he holds out a hand for Maureen, who slaps it in a smooth, practiced motion. Rippling tattoos and bravado aside, he looks no older than late teens. “Nice duds, homie.”

The ripe derision in his voice belies his statement, but Noel turns to face him squarely, a faint benign smile on his face even as his watchful eyes take in the tattoos and the red baseball cap. “Thanks.” The cuff of the young man’s hoodie brushes against his own sleeve, and Noel can all but feel the friction, like static electricity, crackling from that split-second contact, and he straightens even as his eyes sober.

“Quintus, known as Q, right?” Noel remarks, not expecting an answer back, but even as Q’s eyes widen, he maintains solemn eye contact even as he keeps his voice light and studiously casual. “Your little brother needs some help with his math homework. Maybe you should stay in tonight.”

He feels Maureen’s green-eyed gaze searing them both, and before Q can say anything or ask him his meaning, she barges into the conversation, perhaps in hasty apprehension. “Let’s go. There’s a lot of stuff to go over. I don’t got all day.”

He nods, and follows her into the building bearing a discreet metal plaque by the door which reads “M. Kirk, Licensed Private Investigator”. As a concession to the neighbourhood, the ground-floor windows have iron bars over them, but Noel sees a verdant window box on the sunny side of the building fragrant with herbs just behind them. The reception area is sparsely decorated, with a plain but functional set of black leather couches and a potted jade plant nearly as tall as he was gracing a spot by a smaller window. There are more plants gracing the coffee and end tables by the couches-- a vivid mauve orchid and an intricately-braided lucky bamboo, but he simply waits while Maureen deactivates the alarm on the building and follows her into her office.

The office is as sparsely decorated as the front, dominated by a slightly scuffed but enormous oak desk flanked by squat metal filing cabinets, one bearing a peace lily with its white spears of flowers, the other bearing a philodendron trailing its emerald foliage to the ground. Noel takes a seat at the chair in front of the desk even as Maureen unlocks one of the filing cabinets and pulls out a Manila envelope fat with papers.

“Kylene Catherine McDowell, daughter of Brody McDowell and Frances McDowell, formerly Frances Ashton. Father’s a hotel magnate, mother’s a former supermodel, but you knew this information. Kylene’s their only child, just turned two as of April 8th of this year, only recently started to speak but definitely not old enough to have wandered off on her own. Here’s all the information I have on her-- hospital records, birth certificate, a variety of baby pictures, background checks on her parents and all the servants in their household, as well as cell phone records of both her parents and the nanny for the day that she went missing.” Maureen scowls, but the fingertip that slides over the photographic Kylene’s face is gentle. “Nothing. I mean, we don’t even have any guarantee that she’s still alive.”

Noel listens to her voice, but his eyes are fixed upon the latest photograph of the missing baby, beaming up from her high chair at what was clearly her most recent birthday party. A party hat sits rakishly on her downy dark curls, and though there is more than a little frosting smeared on her face and her pink party dress, she’s the picture of happy, carefree innocence. He lays a hand on the photo, almost brushing Maureen’s, and exhales slowly as he shuts his eyes.

Bright sunlight streaming through the windows. Sepia and gray mountains in the distance. A pale carpet plush under bare feet. Three more pairs of girls’ hands, of different sizes. One, nails bitten to the quick, picks up a stuffed kitten off the ground with an exasperated sigh. The toy gets dropped again. A giggle, followed by a high-pitched squeal, then a very put-upon sigh.

“I’m not gonna keep picking it up, Cat. We’ve been doing this for HOURS.”

“Mr Starr.. Mr Starr!!” Maureen’s sharp voice barking out his name jerks him back to the presence, and when he looks up, she’s standing, hands outstretched as though ready to catch him if he faints. “What in the world is the matter?”

He breathes deeply, focuses his gaze on the trailing vines of the heart-leaf philodendron in the background until he centers himself enough to be able to meet her eyes. “She’s alive. Cat. She’s alive.”

Maureen’s eyebrows furrow as she stares at him in bewildered disbelief. “Her name’s Kylene.”

“They call her Cat.” The image is like a snapshot, a photograph viewed for only a second before the album slams shut, and he tries to give her a reassuring smile. “I’ll let you know more soon, Cher. But please call me Noel.”

“Hmph.” She doesn’t answer in the affirmative, but she doesn’t refuse, either. “Anyway. I suppose you’re staying at one of the hotels. I should probably drop you off so you can get some sleep and whatever. You can come back here and so on tomorrow.”

He acquiesces, and lets her lead him back out of her building, and though Noel counts at least four suspicious characters loitering around the street and alleyways, he notices that they seem to steer clear of her car. They’re soon making their way towards the nicer side of town, and before long, she’s pulling up to the entrance of his hotel.

“Have a good night and get some rest,” Maureen says brusquely as he walks out of the car, and though she doesn’t return his smile, she is, in the least, not glaring at him as he disappears through the doors before she drives off. Noel takes the elevator to his room, and turns on the television to the nightly news as he starts the process of unpacking his belongings.

“This is Molly O’Shea with Channel 10 Breaking News. A drug deal gone bad has ended in tragedy, leaving one person dead and two wounded at an abandoned home in the troubled neighbourhood of Berea. Detective Garrett Jameson of the Baltimore Police Department states that it is likely a planned hit, where the shooter chose to target the neighbourhood, a stronghold of the local chapter of the Bloods...”

Right on cue, the landline of his hotel room rings, and he knows who it is before he even picks up. “Maureen Ivy Kirk, again. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Cut the bullshit, Slick, and don’t call me that!” The vehemence of her voice crackles over the line like lightning. “You told Q to stay home tonight... he lives in Berea, and someone he knows is currently in the hospital, getting patched up after catching a bullet in his leg. How did you know?”

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