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light-end-dragon · 8 months ago

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Rondo in Amber and Lapis-En Lyrics

✦✦Valkyrie ✦✦Enstars ✦✦

**This is not an official translation. All rights to the lyrics and characters etc. are property of Happy Elements. The only thing that is my own is the translation**

Note: I suggest reading/listening to these lyrics along with Shu's solo, as they have many moments that relate to each other.

~琥珀ト瑠璃ノ輪舞曲 "Rondo in Amber and Lapis"~(1)

煤けた硝子玉淡い月と碧い夜

The two glass beads are covered in grime / as I lay hidden, unbidden by time

それだけを映して時の函に横たわっていた

The pale moonlight reflects onto me / the glint in my eyes answers back ever so feebly

優しく触れた指轉々捲かれてく

Those fingers gently turn the gears round / over and over they spin as i am wound

発条の魔法が壊れていた魂にかかった

The magic of their clockworks grow / fastening life onto pieces of my shattered soul

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暗く……くすんでいた世界

Oh, it’s so dark….Oh, how gloomy it all carries on

色を与えてくれた嗚呼、旋律は

Can your hands paint my world full of color too …. That song that you play….

この朽ちゆく身すら救済う

Oh, can it save me as I’m rotting away?

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踊ろう唯、その意の侭人形に意思は要らない

And all I ask is that I can dance as you please / A doll like me hasn’t a will to appease

黄金の繰糸が紡いでくお伽話が一つだけの真実

The only wish that a thing like me needs / is to come along with the strings that you lead

それ以外棄ててしまおう

Oh yes-tell me what you don’t like -let me gather it-and I’ll cast it away

憧れが染み付いた琥珀も絶望が染み付いた瑠璃も

Like this broken amber I have caught in a prayer / And this piece of lapis dark with despair

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下限の三日月の欠けた影の一片を (2)

The moon above me calls my shadow night / One a replica gave here upon the light

繕ってくれたから人の形を纏えたんだ

The broken strings brings it as I’m sewn / fragments that give me a body that looks like your own

時計の歯車が轉々廻り出す

The gears click into place as they spin / round and around they all turn once again

調律師の振るう指揮棒こそが命の鼓動さ

The rhythm of the tuner’s baton / is the same beat that calls me to live on and on

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例え……崩れていく世界

Yes, and I know….that the world may crumble away

潰えてしまおうとも嗚呼、構わない

And if I do too, then let it be so, I am just a doll

そう、痛みなどない救済

No, I don’t feel any pain at all!

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歌おう唯、欲しいのは完璧な環を成す輪舞曲 (3)

Oh please I ask, just let me sing to the end / and let my rondo meet at its refrain

黄金の琴糸が奏でゆく絢なる調べたった一つの星

If it lies with the song you once played / then the desolate star in the sky might have stayed

この魂……燃え尽きても

Yes, that is my soul you see ….And just like the moon, it may disappear soon

溶けてゆく硝子にも映そう永遠に消えはしない愛を

Know that though my eyes burn out on this final day / endless is their love as they melt away…..

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This is not as much a translation note (those are below) as it is me pointing out that I've noticed a lot of the things Mika says in these lyrics are very heavily reminiscent of things Nazuna also says during ExValk days. Mika himself has even admitted that he used his nii-chan as a reference in Acanthe, so I would like to believe this is very intentional.

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(1). There are a lot of 'everyone knows this' moments I'm pointing out, but either way, the 'amber' and 'lapis' here are referring to his eyes, same as in the lyrics. I also chose to translate the title as "Rondo in Amber and Lapis' b/c most classical songs are titled "Rondo in X Key" and it just sounds better to me that way.

(2). Another 'probably obvious' moment as I've seen it get pointed out before, but it also took me a little while to realize this entire line is a play on words involving Mika's own name.

三日月 "mi-ka-d(z)u-ki"

欠けた影の一片を "ka-ke-ta ka-ge no hi-to-hi-ra"

plus, the 'kage' and 'hira' use the same kanji as his name does.

There isn't a really good way for this to translate it into english while keeping the meaning of the lines, but I wanted to really try my best b/c I'm stubborn, which is why the line might sound a bit odd. (I'm hoping not, but...)

However, while english has a lot more syllables and sounds for things than jp does, I did manage to get something to work.

The moon above me calls my shadow night (mi:- kɑ:)

One a replica gave here upon the light (kə: - ɡeɪ: -hɪr: əˈpɑː)

Translated more literally, the original line is something like "a piece of the waning crescent moon's broken shadow" so I was trying to match the phonetics while keeping it in line with the moon and shadow imagery, as well as Mika inferring that this is what made up his body as he was given a human form.

(3). This is another very important not for the whole song, but the line here more literally translated has Mika singing something like "my only wish is to sing/be able to sing / a rondo that forms a perfect loop"

Rondo form in music is typically characterized as a main theme or refrain of sorts (I'm using that term b/c it rhymes, I dunno if its supposed to be called that lol) alternating contrasting episodes. A typical rondo is in ABABA formation or variations of. This is likely what he means in the lyrics; he wishes to be able to sing his song until the end, so it can meet back at the beginning again like a proper rondo.

Another note like in Shu's song, a rondo can also be both a music form and a dance, and looking it up, the closest thing I see it coming out to is a ring or circle dance, which seems pretty similar to square dancing in the US. It refers to a pretty broad genre so its hard to pin down exactly what people might be saying when referring to it, but an interesting note is that a waltz can be considered a round dance, round/circle dancing is more associated with communal and folk dancing than typical waltzes.

This likely has rather little bearing on the song in general, but I didn't spend an inordinate amount of time on Wikipedia and other sites to not put something down.

And the final note that is far more relevant to the composition, is about the end. I have to preface this saying that i am not an expert on musical theory, nor am I wholly confident in saying this, so take it as you will.

That being said, I've been listening to the song and melody left and right, and if you recall what I said before about rondo structure, its typically at its simplest, ABABA? There of course can be many variations, but I don't think Mika's song ever finally loops back.

He very well might be singing an incomplete rondo, which makes his line right before it about asking that he's able to finish his song before he burns away....

I certainly feel an emotion, and it isn't good.

These lyrics are not a word for word translation, and are an adaptation of the original song's message, made to (pretty much) fit in with the original vocals. It's my interpretation, but I wanted to keep the meaning close to what it was in Jp while coming across as what one would write in an En song.

#xar tl #enstars translation #enstars valkyrie #enstars #mika kagehira

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lyra-swan · 1 year ago

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Thank you for responding nicely, you were very helpful and you actually motivated me to work more on myself. The problem here is that I'm not a native or anything, but English is so easy to me and I think its easier than my first language. However, I still have problems with how native talk and speak, describing and the likes. Anyway, forget about that. What I come here to ask was how did you write your fic "Mechanical Angel"? What inspired you or helped you to write it? If it's too much just ignore it. This work is so good and the plot is really intriguing , I can't put in words but I really loved it. Thank you for writing it.

Hey sorry for the late reply, had to do a bit of travelling!

Don't worry too much! Keep practising! A thing I like to do is rewrite something I wrote ages ago to see my progress. It's super fun and extremely motivating to see how far you've come.

As for your question, I've written and rewritten an answer so many times because I both want to go into detail and also not go into too much detail because it might be a bit much. This does get a little bit too personal, it's nothing extreme but I'll apologise anyway. Also sorry if it sounds a bit rambly, at least I didn't write too much!

I first got the idea zoning out to music on a long truck ride and I thought of Eichi taking in a newly orphaned Mika from a snowy war zone. Then Mika learns that Eichi killed his family after overhearing a convo between Eichi and Yuzuru, he becomes distant and joins the army to kill Eichi in revenge, befriends Shu, then there's the end scene on the cliff years later in winter where it's revealed that it was all a misunderstanding and that Eichi loves Mika like a son after he's shot by Mika. That was the original simple plotline that I dumped into a document to write another day.

There are so many inspirations behind this fic.... Attack on Titan... Watership Down (I wonder if anyone noticed the references peppered throughout)... Linked Horizon's songs (He Lies in a Cold Coffin, chapter title of 3, is literally She Lies in a Cold Coffin, one of my favourite Linked Horizon Songs)... Made in Abyss... the actual Mechanical Angel song by Sunday Driver where I got the title and idea for Mika becoming a living weapon, but the whole evil doctor Tatsumi thing was inspired by an actual certain doctor whose skull is now used by forensics students in Brazil.

I was doing a lot of digging into WW2 before I started, more than I usually do anyway, as well as that aforementioned certain doctor because I somehow became obsessed with it (purely research intentions, but I DO love WW2 planes, greatly, I get so excited whenever I see any WW2 plane from any country), and I was looking for inspiration knowing I'd be writing in a similar setting in a similar timeframe. So that was a major inspiration.

But what really changed the story was when I lived on my family's farm for two months after certain circumstances. I abandoned the other au I was writing back then and began writing this one some days after moving in.

'Because Mika is in a new environment, just like me, sure I understand what he's going through' is how me expressing my own personal conflicts in this fic began, it very quickly became more than just that. (E.g. Eichi getting upset at Arashi's mother).

It was the environment and hatred for my abusive family that served as a driving force. Writing it practically became a coping method. And it helped. So much. It was healing and cathartic to write and it genuinely helped me in so many ways it's not too much to say it completely rewired my brain in certain aspects. Sure there are scenes that I think are pretty juvenile (e.g. Mika and Eichi's father), but then I remember why I wrote them that way and leave it be because it was what I needed back then. Nobody needed to like it or understand, it was all for myself. (And also, it is just a fanfiction in the end so it's totally fine).

I live in New Zealand so it was late spring when I started writing. So hot too! It was practically summer already, it got hotter each day. So many cicadas, too. Summer is definitely an important season in the fic precisely because of those days when I'd get away from my family by writing in one of the paddocks in a secluded part of the farm. In ch.2 there's a ladybug because I stared at the grass while thinking of what to write and saw the cutest little ladybug myself and decided to start the next scene just like that. That's one of my most favourite memories, and also maybe getting too scared to leave the paddock when I was writing the end of ch.3 at night because there were bulls blocking the gate... I had to squish through the mud and climb over the fence instead and there were possums (I actually don't know what they were! This is just a guess! All I heard was high-pitched creature screaming!) screaming in the forest right next to me so that totally wasn't scary!

But yes, writing in the countryside, combined with me watching WW2 documentaries and Watership Down at night, my personal struggles with family, and DOGS because I LOVE dogs, served to completely change the plot that I thought would be so simple as well as add a heap of words I never expected.

Also, very important, this: "And if Eichi was right beside him in his arms, if Mika could feel his breath and hear his heartbeat, then Eichi was definitely safe" from ch.65 Screams Drowning in the Roaring Wind (inspired by lyrics for Sensen no Realism, an Ending Song for Youjo Senki, a lot of the chapter titles are inspired by lyrics from different songs), is based on this paragraph from an article called Why Does My Rottweiler Sit on Me: Understanding This Odd Behavior:

"And sometimes you will get sat on. This will probably make your Rottweiler feel better, because if they are sitting on you then you are definitely safe. But it might not have quite the same impact on you."

Rottweilers are a dream breed of mine, so I gave Eichi 2 Rotties (mentioned in ch.51 before Tori terrorises Mika). It's just a shame Mika is so scared of dogs, doesn't help he gets attacked by a dog though. Either way he would definitely sit on Eichi to make absolutely sure he is safe. He's a good guard dog.

#anon ask

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sucrows · 2 years ago

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Hi!! I just read your nazuna post and I love it <3 curious though, do you have any other transmasc hcs for other characters? Or was that just a one time thing for the drabble

I love considering any and every character as trans when the whim hits me tbh, butttt I do of course have favorites so I'm going to make a list of who and why for both horny and non horny reasons: (under cut because i got too invested lmao)

Nazuna: Ok we already know i just have the hots for him BUT theres also other reasons. One of the big factors in Nazuna's misery in Ex Valk was because of his voice changing and no longer being able to sing his old parts. Can you imagine the angst potential in that being because he started T? ESPECIALLY if he were stealth? Like, I highly doubt he would've been able to get away with it but, if he were, then his voice changing would've been something occurring due to something he actively chose to go through. Would he feel like him choosing his joy in transitioning is the same as choosing Shu and Mika's misery? There's just so much to consider there

Mayoi: I also have the hots for them and every character I have them for is schrodinger's gender where they're whatever I want at the moment. Otherwise, he's a weirdo! A freak! I love that for him! I enjoy his funkiness and think he should embrace it with his gender. A lot of trans people are already outcasts so fuck it! he's already an outcast why not embrace it. Not to mention it would add another layer of depth to his insecurities. Transmasc, trans man, transfem, trans woman, nonbinary, agender, genderfluid, all of it!! any of it!!!

Kuro: Ok, weird one, hear me out though. It stemmed after I read this on ao3 (AFAIK the author does not have a tumblr). He feels pressure to be good for his unit, his friends, his family, etc etc- but one of the things he isn't good at is basically anything "feminine". He's a very stereotypically manly person in appearance and its often what he's recognized for. What if though, he just... starts longing to be what he's not? Maybe he spends time in groups and circles with more women because of his more stereotypical feminine interests and he finds himself feeling a bit too at home there. Maybe he gets a few opportunities to wear a cute, pretty, or beautiful getup and he's like... oh... i like this. Just!!! Agh!!! I like the idea of transfemme Kuro a lot.

Hiyori: Ignored youngest daughter raised to ignore her own feelings discovers he's happier as a man and goes on to do his own thing but still feeling an obligation to the family that raised him even though he was pushed aside in favor of his older brother? Once again, angst potential. Oh also, he's already really fucky with his appearance in not being scared to wear prettier, more feminine shit in a way that implies he know what he's doing and i love that. Could just be him being cool as fuck, or that tboy swag. Either way, I like it.

Ibara: oh i just think it's be neat, otherwise though, we've all seen the unbloomed bogie time card. Similar vein as Kuro, he was raised in a an environment filled with nothing but men, men, and more men. He probably didn't even consider it an option for a really long time that he could be anything but a man. The way I see it happening is through a convo with someone who is already out and trans and hearing about their experiences. He thinks the experience they describe sounds to similar to his background thoughts on his gender and then it suddenly hits him that "oh no... am I?". He would probably stay in the closet a longgg time and then one day just come out all at once.

Oof I don't have to much energy for the rest of these but some others im fond of: Natsume, Shu, Niki, & Ritsu.

#asks #crow

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mayonakano-archive · 3 years ago

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Hiya Leo! How's your day going? Are you ready for the event in ~9 hours? >:3

Anyway, I've also arrived with today's Valkyrie lyric! I'm running out of ones that stick out to me, so I've decided to just shuffle a playlist and find a neat line from the first song that comes up, which was: Tonight in This Moonlit Mansion! "tokutou seki o ageyou youkoso hizumi ni kyoujiru gekijou" - "Let's give you a special seat, welcome to the theatre of distorted entertainment", I do love the idea of a distorted or twisted theatre tbh, it kinda fits them. The whole song does, I think they deserve to have more horror-ish-themed songs tbh tbh... also this one reminds me a lot, thematically, of Bad ∞ End ∞ Night lol I don't have much else to say about it because it's more, like, the song as a whole, from the "did you think we would let you leave?" to the "This beautiful nightmare will never end" and "You are already one of us" just [chef's kiss]

Hihi Korka!!! It's going well~ I have done nothing all day <3 But I am so ready for the event. Naruchan here I come!!!! Good luck with whoever you're going for, too!! How have you been~?

Oooh, Tonight in This Moonlit Mansion is one of my favorite songs~ (I love Mika's voice in the beginning sdkjgh) It's such a fun song. The instrumentals are so bouncy and lighthearted while still carrying that distinct Valkyrie elegance. And the lyrics!!! I love the imagery the title alone gives; this big idea of some mansion in the middle of the forest, combined with the lyrics of something not-quite-human inviting you in to "enjoy" the night and then not letting you leave like!!!! I adore this song <3 Also I love that they mention a "distorted theater" when one of their song's titles translates to "Bewitching Theater" (or "Enthralling Theater"? I can't remember which skdjghsk) like there's zero connection there it just amuses me.

#like. i love the part where they each sing a line (or part of one?) and its just a little back-and-forth #like!!! i love it. so much. mika sounds so good. shu does too. i want to eat this song.#anyway~~ it's always nice to see you <3 #i love the lyrics you send they're so fun to think about #good luck on the event too!!! are you gonna go for just one card or try to get both?#mishkakagehishka #leo.asks!#wait i did the math the event starts at like 2 or 3 am... damn time zones </3

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mamichigo · 2 years ago

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shumika // the model's jealousy

note: set in the same au as an earlier drabble of mine (you can find a link to it in the source)

“Mentor, ain’t it about time ya went to bed…?”

As if the gods took mercy on Mika, they granted him a miracle: Lord Itsuki raised his head away from the garment he had been working on all night long. Mika hoped the chill that ran down his spine from having Lord Itsuki’s eyes on him wasn’t too obvious.

“It seems I can’t convince you to drop that nickname… No matter.” Lord Itsuki huffed, and promptly returned to his work. “Why are you here in the first place, if you only intend to complain about the late hour? I informed you right away that I wouldn’t have the time to play around with you. Or perhaps you intend to nag at me much like Kiryuu does, when the mood strikes him?”

“N-No, I wouldn’t dream of ordering Mentor around! I’m just worried. You’ve been working so much lately. Yer acquaintance must be real important, if ya took his request when ya already had so much to do…”

“I’m not particularly close to the one who will be wearing this, but he is something akin to a protégé to Wataru. Although I don’t get him sometimes, he’s a precious friend, so this is nothing. I’ve taken worse jobs before.”

Wataru… Hibiki, from that one famous theater company? Lord Itsuki was a noble, and the best dressmaker around these parts, maybe even across the country. Everything he made was a work of art, so it didn't come as a surprise that he'd be acquainted with Wataru Hibiki. But hearing the words "precious friends" set an uncomfortable weight on his breastbone.

"Ya have shadows under yer eyes, Mentor," Mika pointed out, unable to hold back the whine in his voice. "Yer even tainting yer beauty for this, I think ya should rest for today…"

"What a noisy boy," Lord Itsuki sighed condescendingly. He stared down at Mika, his fingers tracing the sewing needle, like he was itching to go back to his work. "Listen carefully, you insisted you wanted to visit, and I graciously allowed you to do as much as long as you swore to stay out of my way. Don't think for a moment I won't throw you out of my atelier if you do not cease your careless blabber."

Mika deflated back onto his seat, eyes narrowed and irritation burning hot in his stomach. Mute as he was ordered to be, Mika watched Lord Itsuki work with growing urgency. That beautiful outfit would go to Wataru Hibiki's protégé; Lord Itsuki would slide it down that guy's torso, then pat his sides, his arms, and watch his figure for any signs of mistakes (there would be none). He'd do it all, much like he often did for Mika, who was supposed to be his only model.

As soon as there was a pause in Lord Itsuki's work, a brief break, Mika inserted himself into his field of vision.

"What is it this time-- Hey!" Shu grasped at nothing, too shocked to process that the fabric he had been working on was taken from his fingers. "Have you decided to toy with me now?"

Lord Itsuki's eyes were narrowed, glinting dangerously in the glow of his work lamp. Mika set the unfinished garment aside and frowned. He fell to his knees by Lord Itsuki's feet, hands at the armrest of his chair, trapping him within Mika's grasp.

"Mentor, look at me for a bit," he pleaded. "I'm right here, aren't I? I missed ya…"

There was a visible hitch in Lord Itsuki's breath. Strong like a gravitational pull, it spurred Mika to move closer, ever so slightly.

"Were you always this greedy? Goodness gracious, I can't go a single night without giving you attention…"

There was no anger, no heat: just gentle exasperation.

"That's right, 'cause Mentor's always looking at me like I'm the prettiest thing, like I'm precious, so I can't go on if you don't look at me."

A lovely shade of pink overtook Lord Itsuki's cheeks. "I do not gaze upon you with such embarrassing thoughts!" He looked to the side. "Though your beauty is a matter of fact…"

"Only Mentor would tell me that."

"Hmph, don't sound so happy about it. As my model, you must appear ethereal to everyone who happens to look at you. I'll accept no less."

That subtle tilt of the head exposed Lord Itsuki's neck, where the traces of his perfume were strongest. Mika tried not to seem like a sniffing dog as he chased after that scent.

"Kagehira, are you listening?"

The tip of his nose met soft skin, which broke in goosebumps at the contact. He could feel Lord Itsuki's pulse, loud and fast like drums, as he nuzzled the joint of his jaw.

"Mentor, you should call my name more."

For a moment, there was nothing but heat and pliant skin; Lord Itsuki's breath as he gasped, the barely there tang of sweat gathering at his collarbone. For that one second, all of it was pressed right against his lips.

"Kagehira?!"

Lord Itsuki jumped, and Mika did the same, eyes wide as he broke out of his stupor. In his surprise, Mika fell back to the ground, where he could do nothing but look up at Lord Itsuki's bright red face. One of his hands was pressed to the side of his neck.

His actions until then caught up to him, and Mika sprung to his feet. He clutched at his own hair, a little terrified, a little elated, and way too excited.

"Agh! What was I doing to Mentor?! I, uh, I gotta go, but ya should get to bed soon and I'll see ya tomorrow?" He stammered, stumbling to the atelier's door. "Sleep well!"

He slammed the door behind him. Silence followed. Mika, now alone and burning inside out, walked to the opposite wall and promptly smashed his head against it.

#shu itsuki #mika kagehira #shumika #enstars #drabbles #my writing

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mikarashis · 5 years ago

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Shooting Star Festival - Chapter Seven

Launch! The Night Sky of the Shooting Star Festival - Chapter Seven

Season: Summer

Location: Park

Mika: Oshi-san, wait up!

Nmou, he said he wasn’t gonna do anythin’ while the sun was high, but then he suddenly raced outta the club room. I panicked ‘n dashed out after him, so I ended up bringin’ alla my sewin’ supplies with me.

Shu: how noisy, especially since you decided that merely of your own free will. I don’t recall asking you to follow me.

Mika: yeah, I know, Oshi-san. Na, since it’s summer vacation, there’s lotsa people around, so I wonder what we’re doin’ pokin’ around here - what’s up, Oshi-san?

Shu: you, can you not even reach your own conclusions in this matter? Since we’re doing a joint live with Ryuseitai, I was wondering where the location of the performance might be. For someone with no brain, was that too difficult to comprehend?

Mika: nn~ ...na, I remember now! Ryuseitai’s stage is here, I see~ So that’s why there’re so many people.

We finished with their costumes, and our own are almost complete, too. So, are ya lookin’ fer someone from Ryuseitai, then? Oshi-san, are we gonna help with the setup ‘n all? Lookin’ at it now, y’ can see jes’ how big the stage is.

But, ‘s pretty hot out. Should we move into the shade so we don’t get heatstroke or somethin’?

Shu: let’s go to the cake shop. There are other errands we still need to do.

Mika: sounds good t’ me~ Naa, what other errands, though? Gettin’ a preview of the venue?

Shu: that’s part of it. I also want to ask Ryuseitai what their plans for the production are.

Chiaki: hmm? ....ah, Itsuki and Kagehira-kun! What’s up? I wasn’t expecting to see you here ☆

Shu: Morisawa...you’re as loud as ever. I have no business with you.

Where’s Kanata? Aren’t the two of you together?

Chiaki: Kanata? He’s not helping at the moment, but I think he’ll probably be back later. Should I pass a message to him for you?

Shu: you hardly need to go that far. Even if you’re not Kanata, perhaps you can assist me.

Personally, I would much rather speak with Kanata, but I suppose I can consult you.

Chiaki: hmm, ask me anything you’d like! For me, it’s always welcome...☆

Shu: gyo!? Please don’t bring your face so close! You’re perfectly capable of hearing me even with a suitable distance between us.

Chiaki: fuhaha, sorry about that! Takamine’s told me the same thing before. Is this alright, then?

Shu: w-well, speaking with you is always extremely trying for me. Regardless, I wanted to ask about what plans Ryuseitai has for this performance.

Chiaki: hmm, so far we’ve only locked in fireworks. So, as soon as the fireworks start to explode, that’s when we’d appear. If we’ve got that as a focal point, the guests will already be interested and their gaze will be drawn to them. But fireworks aren’t really the theme...we need to be as entertaining as the fireworks if the customers are going to be satisfied!

Shu: hmm, fireworks...despite the fact that they can be loud enough to burst one’s eardrums, I think that there’s a pure sort of beauty when they get released into the sky.

Like an ephemeral dream, lasting for only an instant before being entirely covered by cloaking smoke - the true essence of a firework bears a striking similarity to the soul of an artist.

Chiaki: hmm? So, does that mean that you like fireworks, Itsuki? I love them, too!

Shu: shamelessly uttering that ‘I love them’ would only be possible for a person who does not truly understand art.

Regardless, I’ve gotten my answers. Kagehira, let us depart.

Mika: eh... ah, right! Well then, ‘scuse me~

Chiaki: whoops, it feels like the good atmosphere has disappeared. But, I guess they came to get a look at the stage.

Right, then! Time for me to get back to work!

#event: shooting star fes #aoi translates

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yandere-daze · 2 years ago

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Man I´m finally getting around to reblogging this masterpiece of a fic and I feel so bad about the fact that it has taken me so long to do so. This was actually one of the first works I ever found when I looked through the yandere Mika tag and I remember even back then when I read it for the very first time, how enchanted and emotional I felt when I first read this. Just. As weird as it may sound I don´t think I´ve ever read a better descprition of how pathetic and broken a character feels, with all the accompanying tears, snot, heaving and sobbing. The obvious desperation in every shark intake of breath,with every little interjection he throws our way, it´s all just so palpable!!

I´m not lying when I say I must have reread this around 5 times by now and I´m still as much in love with it as I was back then. Man I´ve wanted to write an essay under this for so long ( because that´s what this post deserves) but could never quite find the right words but now that I feel like we´ve gotten closer over the past few weeks and aren´t just a writer I greatly admire and look up to, I finally feel to just ramble here as much as I want kjngkdn

I feel like you can truly feel Mika´s creepy obsession with the reader, even if the things he did in the past are only hinted at- you don´t need a thorough rundown because you can tell how messed up he is just from the way he reacts to the news of the Producer announcing that they´ll stop producing Valkyrie. One small thing I want to say before I get more into the twisted stuff is that I thought the little nod to Shu and Mademoiselle wishing us good luck while hoping to still stay in contact to be really cute.

Too bad a certain other Valkyrie member doesn´t seem to agree 🙃

What I find impressive is that when you really look at it, Mika actually doesn´t say all that much- verbally- but you can so clearly see how he´s feeling just from the way he´s behaving and his movements. You can tell so much from the way he so impatiently waits for in the meeting room in the beginning, likely so early because he can´t wait to see us, and how he immediately moves to get up and greet us enthusiastically when we do finally enter the room. It just shows this sort of giddy admiration Mika must feel for the producer, one we soon learn to be quite twisted.

You know I´m a fan of obsessive yanderes being very jealous so I appreciated the part where it mentioned that Mika tries to shoo away the other idols,even if it´s about work. It also does some cool foreshadowing in showing us that he actually feels quite entitled to our affection and time, even if he himself tries to paint it as a pure and unconditional love. He wouldn´t do all of these creepy things and overstep our boundaries if he truly and honestly loved us.

But of course, there´s also the delusional part to yandere Mika, the part that makes him think that all of these things he does are actually nice and kind gestures. Personally I loved the bit near the end where he says that he doesn´t understand why we hate him, how he thought “protecting us” and “remembering a lot of things about us” would make us love him back. It truly does show how he tries to justify stalking us to himself and instead tries to see things through rose-tinted glasses because he doesn´t want to consider the possibility that he is at fault for us rejecting him.

We can see it from the very beginning where he tries to deny what we´re saying, that we don´t really mean what we´re saying, that we aren´t leaving him ( I like how he speaks of it as “abandoning him” because it sounds even more selfish. He doesn´t consider that this might be healthier for us, to him we´re not doing him justice and being cruel)

There´s soooo much guilt-tripping in here as well and I have no idea if it´s intentional or not ( maybe a mix of both but mostly unintentional because he truly does think that he´s being wronged). Him saying that he needs us, asking us not to abandon him, his leading question along the lines of “You don´t hate me, do you?”. Obviously trying to fish for sympathy here but also just being absolutely heartbroken. He loves you sooo much and he simply doesn´t want to believe that you hate him , that you look at him with a face of complete disgust.

( Also funnily enough that part where he talks about fantasizing about you insulting him and it actually happening fits very well with what we´ve been talking about in Dms recently but so true skjnfl)

What I also really like here is how the reader stands their ground in this situation. You can realy feel how fed up they are with this entire situation and with Mika after he has repeatedly invaded their privacy and caused them great discomfort, even after already scolding him for it before. It all culminating in them punching him was also really good because it showcased just how frustrated we were at that point to use violence- you can even see that with us looking shocked about it afterwards

But man, shit realy hits the fan there and seeing Mika acting so very pathetic, desperately clinging on to us and refusing to let go while tears and snot run down his face- I´m honestly impressed you found so many words to properly describe his state without it feeling repetetive. I just really liked that entire part and when Mika finally does confess... oh it just happens in the worst way possible <3

Mika also saying that this wasn´t how he meant to confess to you. Yeah I definitely imagine that that wasn´t what he had in mind lsfls

And the end too... You can clearly see Mika drifting into a state of entitlement in the last few paragraphs where he says that he doesn´t think that he did anything wrong, that he did everythinghe did out of love and how he feels wronged by you. How could you do something so cruel to him when he adores you so much, when he would do everything for you? It´s not fair! How could you break his heart like this?

It´s all soooo good and I ate up every single word you wrote down, fr

Okay I think I´m done now ( unless there´s more that comes to mind and I´ll yell about it in dms)

Thank you so so much for writing this, I literally owe you my life for this, holy shit 💕

Hostile Work Environment

A big thank you to @baltoslav who helped me proofread, edit and polish this <3

Fandom: Ensemble Stars!! Dynamic: (mild) yandere Mika Kagehira's one-sided crush on the Producer (they/them pronouns, use of (Y/N)), Producer who is creeped out by his obsessive behaviour (see note) Word count: 3531 Summary: The Producer grew tired of Mika's increasingly worrisome obsession with them and, for the sake of maintaining an environment they'd enjoy working in, chose to drop Valkyrie as their unit. However, Mika, who already suffers from a fear of abandonment, doesn't take it well in the least. Warnings: mild violence, injury and blood (of the nose), mentions of obsessive, jealous and unhealthy/toxic behaviour, implications of stalking, lots of descriptions of bodily fluids (snot, tears, saliva, mainly) Note: You ever get in the mood to just torture the hell out of your blorbo? That's all I'll say on the "why" topic. To explain the dynamic a little more, Mika is not meant to be sympathised with here. I lifted a lot from his canonical obsession-prone behaviour, but amped it enough that I thought whether or not this should be tagged as yandere (Ultimately, I decided to do it. While it does feel somehow "mild", the elements of obsession, stalking and jealousy are still there, and I'd rather make sure everything is properly tagged). I'd consider this "angst with a resolution" and a catharsis specifically because his behaviour earned him the Producer's frustration and all the action they took. I'm kinda blabbing, but I just like talking about the thought process behind some of the stuff I write. Anyway!

On that day, the ES building and all its staff were as busy as they always were. As the most brightly-shining gem of the nation’s idol industry, the ES building was known for the daily hustle and bustle, with moments of peace few and far between. The sounds of printers and staplers, the staff members going over schedules and contracts, stamping approvals as well as rejections, an adjustment here and a correction there – there was always more work to be done. Even the idols themselves, the privileged crème de la crème of society, could often be found running around the offices like mice in a labyrinth, eager to get their hands on the better jobs before a rival could steal it. And though conversations echoed and mixed throughout the building, the most interesting exchanges always took place behind the closed doors of the meeting rooms. It was in one such meeting room of the Cosmic Production offices that a producer and an idol were holding a one-on-one about work matters or, better said, about work problems. The idol – Mika Kagehira of Valkyrie – stood accused of inappropriate behaviour. To be sure, that wasn’t the first time he was accused of the same and the Producer, sick of it, simply had to take firm action this time. No matter how many times he was reprimanded, Mika’s behaviour had never corrected. Again and again, he treated them almost akin to an object of worship, obsessively following their every step and seemingly attempting to insert himself into their life as more than just an idol – all of which was highly inappropriate in a work setting. Not even to mention, the way he would always insist on walking the Producer to the station in the evenings, or how he always tried to shoo other idols away from them, even if it was for work, made them increasingly uncomfortable. After some time, even his overly enthusiastic greetings and entranced staring from the other side of the room were enough to put the Producer on edge. And that was simply no work environment to thrive in.

Thus, the Producer set up a meeting. Not to reprimand him once more – these warnings have proved time and time again to be futile – but to tell him they've had enough. Besides, it would be bad manners to abandon a client without informing them first. At least Valkyrie’s leader, Shu, took it in stride – in fact, he reacted quite aloof to the news of the Producer handing them off to another colleague of the P-Association (though Mademoiselle expressed sadness and understanding in equal measures, making them promise to at least stay in touch) – but they had an inkling that Mika would prove to be more difficult to deal with. Hence, the slightly informal setting and the privilege of a semi-private space.

Mika had arrived early, too excited for a one-on-one meeting with the Producer to risk being late. He was always like that with them: eager. Ecstatic to bask in their presence even if for mere moments. When the Producer had arrived, Mika was already seated at the table, fidgeting impatiently, bouncing his leg and tapping the desk with his fingers to the rhythm of a song that only existed in his mind. His eyes lit up the moment he saw his cherished Producer. Before he could even stand to greet them, however, they started speaking, “I’m switching to producing a different unit.” They hadn’t even made eye contact before cutting to the chase. The Producer didn’t want to give him even the hope of that day’s meeting being anything but cold, hard business. It left Mika in an awkward half-sitting pose, his smile frozen in place, too shocked to even frown. A moment of silence passed, during which the cogs in his head were very obviously spinning into overdrive trying to process the information he was just given. "I… dun understand. What're ya sayin', (Y/N)-chan?" "I already told you not to call me that at work,” they snapped. “I said I’m switching to producing a different unit. I’m dropping Valkyrie." “Ya can’t do that!” he protested, standing up so abruptly that the chair behind him slid backwards, nearly tipping over. “Y’ve been our producer all this time, ya can’t just… ditch us!” He took a step closer, and the Producer took two steps back. “Of course I can; Saegusa approved my request just this morning. From now on, Valkyrie’s work will be handled by-” “But why? Who’re ya switchin’ to? There ain’t no one here better than Valkyrie, so y’re just betrayin’ us fer nothin’ and- and-” "I’m not betraying anyone, I’m making a career decision.” A sigh. The Producer pinched the bridge of their nose, closing their eyes to gather their thoughts. “Deep breaths, Kagehira. It’s nothing to panic over."

There was a moment of hesitation, a moment in which Mika didn't know whether to obey or protest, but, ultimately, his trust and admiration for them overpowered his negative feelings. He closed his eyes, inhaled, exhaled. It wasn’t the first time he had felt so emotional, it wasn’t the first time the Producer had to guide him back to Earth – but he couldn’t help it! He has always been an emotional person, and the Producer just means so much to him. Even the way their words were able to ground him so easily was proof enough that he needed them. He couldn’t understand why they were going to switch so suddenly, he honestly couldn’t imagine a single reason for it – he didn’t want to, or maybe he couldn’t, think about it being his fault.

“Y’re abandonin’ us,” still, he pressed. “How could’ja? Was it… ‘s it my fault? N’ah, ‘m sorry, I dunno what I did, but I’m sorry, so, please, tell vice prez ya changed yer mind!” But the Producer was tired, irritated. They have had the conversation about his behaviour too many times already, Mika saying he had no idea what he had done only drained them further of their patience. They were done mincing their words just to appease him. “It is your fault, actually.” “Wha-” “How many times have I told you? Not to call me by my first name, not to invade my personal space, not to follow me after work, not to bother and harass me? Every single time,” they emphasised each word with a downwards motion of their fist, straightening their back to appear somewhat more assertive and taking a deep breath before continuing, “every single time when I, or a higher-up, told you to quit it, you’d behave for a week, maybe, before returning to your usual, disgusting behaviour. It is your fault! I love this job, that’s why I’m here, but even just- just seeing your face is enough to ruin my day now! I can’t work in these conditions, so I’m switching before you make me quit entirely.” A sniffle. Mika quickly looked away, rubbing his cheek with his hand. “Y’don’t mean that…” his voice was barely above a whisper, strained, shaky. “I do! And-” “You don’t. You don’t, you d-” though his face was out of the Producer’s sight, the sharp intake of air was enough for them to guess that he was on the verge of crying. He always was sensitive. “I never… I only…” he couldn’t even get a coherent sentence out. “Don’t interrupt me. You and your... obsession – you’ve really made me hate my dream job. So, I quit. I’m switching. I don’t want to work with a nasty creep like you any longer.” The Producer finally exhaled, shaking their frustration out through their hands.

Yet, they were somewhat proud of themselves for being able to finally lay out all their annoyance, all their exasperation with the idol. And it was more than that, really, because, even though their co-workers seemed to think of Mika as a relatively harmless young man, there was something so subtly off-putting about him; the Producer just didn’t want to risk it. Today, he asks them if the trip they haven’t told anyone they’d be taking was fun, tomorrow who knows what he will grow bold enough to do. Though they could have phrased it more diplomatically, considering his complete disregard of their comfort, the Producer didn’t feel the need to care much for Mika’s feelings, either. Another positive aspect of the one-on-one meeting – they didn’t have to worry about seeming unprofessional. And those were their final words to him, they were certain as they turned their back to him, reaching for the door.

But it only took a fraction of a second. Mika himself hadn't actually thought the action through, but in a moment he leapt up and towards them, encasing them in a back-hug. "Cruel… yer so cruel…!" he whispered, his voice cracking. "Please, I get it's my fault, but I can fix m'self… I can be good, please, I promise," he stuttered out. "Please, don't abandon Valkyrie… don't abandon me, (Y/N)- no, Producer! See? 'M really honest ‘bout tryin' my best!" "Get off me!" The Producer, on the other hand, was completely uncomfortable. They tried to shake him off, worming themselves around enough to pry their arms out of his grip. They turned to face Mika and deservingly punched him in the nose. With a yelp, he let go, his hands now pressing onto the assaulted area. A warm wetness, smeared droplets of blood glistened on his palm – it wasn’t a lot of blood, it wasn’t even a particularly hard punch, but enough to make him feel light-headed. "You… you hit me…” he choked out with a newly-nasally voice. “… You hit me!” he repeated as if he couldn’t believe it, as if he was trying to convince himself that it truly happened. Their eyes met. Mika’s widened, quivering gaze, and the Producer’s burning, yet equally shocked glare. Though the Producer was more shocked at Mika’s appearance than their own actions.

His cheeks were already red and blotchy, lips trembling in a frown, and those striking mismatched eyes were now emphasised further by his bloodshot, irritated sclerae. "I just wanted to- to…" he hiccupped, the crystalline tears that gathered in his eyes threatening to spill over, "I… I just… y’re so cruel!" And the dam broke. Mika's whole torso shook as he sobbed, one fist clenching over his chest while the other was busy catching the blood still dripping from his nose. "Y’re so cruel to me!" he accused, blamed. Again and again, as if he was trying to distance himself from his own mistreatment of the Producer, however much he thought said behaviour was good, by begging for sympathy. The Producer, not wanting anything to do with his outburst (and though they could reasonably explain the punch as self-defence, they still feared repercussions), was about ready to run off. Yet, once more, Mika stopped them. Mika, who had now thrown himself on the floor in front of them, grabbing at their legs to keep them from moving. Like a spoilt child, he clung to their knees, pulling down and towards him to the point that they felt like their legs were going to give out and they’d fall on him. It took all their strength to keep themselves upright in that moment – they would have never guessed Mika had that much strength in him.

"Don't leave! Please, don't leave me!" His speech was slurred even more than usual, made almost incomprehensible by the whines and sobs that accented them. He was getting choked up, barely breathing at this point. "I'll change, I'll be good, please, Producer, ple-ease, jus’ tell me wha’ta do t’ make ya stay! I'll do anythin’, please!" Frankly, between his desperate pleas and the way he was gripping the Producer's legs, squeezing the veins until they were near-ready to burst and form bruises, it was becoming pathetic. Repulsive. "I'm not gonna be a cr-creep anymore, please!" Mika's face was now fully laid against the Producer's thigh – which the Producer was not happy about in the least. They could feel his tears, blood, spit and snot soak through the fabric, and it just disgusted them. Recoiling, they tried to shake him off, first by pushing at his shoulders, then, when he only clung harder, by trying to kick him off, all to no avail. Reduced to a most undignified state, Mika was begging them to stay through loud, gross sobs, making promises he had already broken many times, promises that the Producer knew he wouldn’t keep. It made them regret choosing a one-on-one meeting. Surely, he wouldn’t be making such a scene if only they had convinced Shu to accompany them.

“I said let go!” “Not ‘til ya promise to give me another chance! Please!” His nails were digging into their skin even through the fabric, he clung to them desperately, as if he were drowning and they were the only thing keeping him afloat. With eyes filled to the brim with overflowing tears, he looked up at them. Truly, a beyond pathetic sight. “Please, don’abandon me, don’t hate me! Y’can hit me an’ yell at me an’ insult me more if ya wanna, but, please, just don’t leave me!” “You’re making me uncomfortable,” the Producer was firm, “let go this instant, or I’m going to… report you or something!” They were moments away from losing it, from screaming and yelling, but they kept that semblance of professionality that was trained so well into them. They refused to debase themselves by behaving like an animal – like he was behaving – though they were aware and ready to defend themselves with another punch if needed. The Producer tried to pry him off once more, but Mika didn’t budge. He only wailed louder, now fully hugging and squeezing his arms around the Producer’s knees. It felt like they were moving in circles, and even the Producer started feeling desperate. Ashamed. But they had to shake that feeling off – Mika wasn’t the victim here; he was only facing the consequences for his vile disregards of normal human decency. Despite Mika’s arms making it difficult to move, they managed just enough to hit his shoulder with their knee. This proved to be enough for him to let go momentarily, and the Producer took advantage of that to push him away from themselves. As he was already unstable in the position on his knees, it didn’t take much effort to push him on his behind once the support gained through the Producer’s legs was taken away. He stumbled backwards with an oomph, eyes squeezed shut.

“There’s something seriously wrong with you,” the Producer accused, vitriol in their voice, “and I don’t want anything to do with it.” “Don’say that…” Mika tried his best to wipe his tears with the back of his hand, sniffling and blubbering, though he ended up looking more of a mess with what was left of his nosebleed, mixed with his tears, now smeared on one of his cheeks. And the tears just kept falling, besides. He didn’t try to get up. “Don’t… sa-ay that…” he gasped out, the force of his cries making it hard to breathe. He was shaking his head in denial, bringing his hands up to pull on his hair. He didn’t want this to happen, he never wanted this to happen – they were never supposed to look at him with such repulsion. The dull throbbing in his temples signalled the beginnings of a headache, and his mouth was still filled with saliva as well as the blood that passed through his throat instead of his nostrils. “Even though I love ya like this… Why’re ya-” he hiccupped, unceremoniously choking on his spit. “Even though I lo-ove ya…” “Are you serious? Ew.” The Producer couldn’t help but cringe. “Is that why you were so sleazy this whole time? Because you liked me?!” They found it disturbing. The things Mika was doing to them – from the stalking to the violent jealousy over them – none of it was what a sane person would do to someone they liked. “I wasn’t… ‘M sorry, I’m…” a wheeze, “‘M sorry, I just wan-wanted ya to love me back, I dun want’cha to ha-ate me…” With every rasp, every cough, he shivered and pawed at his chest, trying to ease the pain in his lungs, trying to breathe. But his breath hitched, his throat kept closing up, and the slimy spit that filled his mouth as a result of all the crying didn’t help. Mika kept his eyes to the floor, ashamed to look at the Producer in that state. To say he didn’t quite plan on confessing like this goes without saying. He felt like his whole world was turned upside-down, like his whole life was swiftly ruined in a matter of minutes. “Good thing I switched, then. That’s so… Revolting.” “Stop…” He felt humiliated. Taking a deep, shaky breath, he finally leaned forward, grasping desperately at the linoleum floors. He was shivering like he was running a nasty fever, leaning on one hand while the other clutched his mouth. Desperately trying to hold in his sobs, he didn’t want to repulse his Producer any more than he already did. But even just that – the realisation that he repulsed them – made him want to sob even louder, made him want to cry and scream until his voice goes hoarse. He didn’t want this. His head was about to burst, his eyes and throat burnt, he was tired. He was tired.

Mika had no idea that this was what his day was going to turn into when he received word from his (now former) Producer about this meeting. Even at his most pessimistic, he would never have guessed that he would find himself crawling on the floor like a cockroach – a small, worthless, disgusting abomination – slobbering, bleeding, crying, while they only looked at him. He was afraid to meet their eyes again, to see their expression, but he did. He wished he hadn’t. There was no empathy, no patience, no warmth in their eyes. They looked at him only with disgust. They looked downright revolted by the sight of Mika. He sometimes wondered, maybe even fantasised about it – his Producer looking at him as if he was less than human, mistreating him, insulting him. Just a (somewhat) innocent idea he entertained during the slower hours of his part-time jobs, a concept he initially thought exhilarating. But experiencing it was completely different to thinking about it. Maybe it was because, in his mind, the Producer loved him back, maybe because his thoughts were of his own fully controlled world. Maybe because he was used to his Teacher’s criticisms always holding a certain degree of affection to them, that he expected it would be the same with the Producer. But it wasn’t. And there he now laid, crying and begging for mercy, for them to see from his point of view, to see how much he loves them, that he’d do anything for them, that he doesn’t deserve this. But nothing the real Producer was saying was out of love. The opposite, actually. It made chills run down his spine, and another round of waterworks come on. The tears ran easier down his already wettened cheeks, and he looked away once more, feeling as if his depravity had stripped him of the right to gaze at them, to behold them. He loves them, but they’re disgusted with him. “You hate me…” he whispered, rubbing his face, trying desperately to wipe away the tears that were overflowing faster than he could catch them. “I do.” His breaths were becoming more and more unstable, painful. He was trying to keep his sobs in, but all it did was tighten his chest – all it did was hurt him further. Mika’s heart was about to burst, split into a million tiny little pieces. He was certain he was dying – but he’d have preferred that to this humiliation, this injustice. Mika was certain he didn’t do anything wrong, that his love was so pure, so honest. He thought that all that he was doing, his interest in the Producer’s private life, remembering the small details about them, keeping them safe, he thought that all that would only endear him to them. That, when he finally confessed, they would know he was the one because of all those actions. And instead, he’s being degraded, humiliated, insulted and rejected.

“I’m leaving. Don’t ever talk to me again.” The room was spinning around him, he was sure he couldn’t even feel his legs anymore, feeling lost, feeling disoriented. Feeling wronged. But he could clearly see them turning and leaving, not even sparing him a second glance. “Wait, (Y/N)-chan, wait, please-!” He tried to get up, but his knees buckled, and he was back on the floor in moments. He felt so helpless. Beaten and broken, deprived of what he felt was owed to him, what he felt he deserved. Instead of his Producer’s loving embrace, all he had was the cold floor and his tears. “Wait, please, don’ leave me… Don’ leave me!” he pleaded desperately, nauseatingly. In vain. And the door slammed shut. And the idol was alone.

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ranami68 · 8 years ago

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The things i didn't expect at first in Enstars

WARNING! THIS POST CONTAINS SPOILERS SO PLEASE CONSIDER BEFORE READING IT! Lol XD

Anyway, this post is only about the things i totally didn’t expect before playing or when i played enstars at first. It’s about the characters’ personalities and their relationships. Not about the game itself.

Just my personal thoughts and i want to share it. Enjoy reading ~

By the way, it’s pretty long so prepare yourself or your eyes might get hurt later ;)

• Tsukasa refers to himself with “watashi”. I thought he’s the using “boku” type

• Tomoya’s fanboying side I would never have dreamt about that side of him. It’s cute tho. Poor him all cuz of Wataru’s pranks 😂

“Uhyaa, you look super imposing and dignified! It’s perfect, Hokuto-senpai! Come give me a hug~☆ You’re like the star of a Kung Fu movie. Or actually, you could be one of those top-tier Chinese assassins you see in Hollywood movies! Aa~ah, stab a needle through my heart! Beat me silly with your nunchucksss.” -Tomoya Mashiro

• Izumi is able to cook, knit, and extremely careful with his skin and outside appearance. Gosh, his mother power is perfect if i have to say.

• Izumi’s a tsundere Cuz he gives the yandere aura at first right 😂 he’s yandere only to Makoto and being tsundere with anything and anyone besides him lol

• The fact that Mao can be flirty sometimes Haha at first Mao gives the feeling of a character that absolutely hate brothersome things and totally serious. But he’s actually friendly, and enjoys work (lol).

Mao : If it’s fine with you, wanna go look around the shops together? It’d be fun, and we can have dinner too..

Tori : Ahahah Saru ~ Anzu’s saying “i’m being hit on by stranger!” you know? Don’t worry, i’ll protect you!

Mao : What? Don’t call me a stranger ~ i’m hurt ~

• Mao supports Makoto and only openly shows or gives hints that he likes Anzu in front of Subaru It’s not just my feeling right? Not because i just love Mao so much i feel so right? I mean, in Summer Lesson, Mao totally supports Makoto to get Anzu’s heart. But only when he’s with Subaru he can kinda shows he likes Anzu. There are a lot of those moments so i can’t get to details since it’ll definitely be long lol

• Yuzuru is a butler. I didn’t predict him to be a servant you see 😂 not to mention he’s much more of the mother type than Izumi. Cooking, laundry, cleaning, and his specialty is martial arts. And he’s so handsome with that beauty mark lol

• Mika’s a cinnamon roll Since his outlook appearance screams the ore-sama type 😂 don’t blame me lol

• I can’t find the right word to express it but Souma’s personality. I mean, at first glance he looked so cool and totally the serious type but in reality he’s one of the bunches of cinnamon rolls in the game who maybe would commit seppuku if you don’t look at him properly.

• The fact that Subaru and Tetora can’t really handle Chiaki. Because i thought that both Subaru and Tetora are the same “species” as Chiaki you know. The loud, cheerful and hot-blooded type. But even Subaru and Tetora were beaten by Chiaki 😂 what a guy lol

• Natsume calls the protagonist “Koneko-chan” or little kitten. But i like it.

• Natsume and Tsumugi’s relationship. Seriouly theirs are funny alright!

Tsumugi : Natsume-kun is so advanced, always adopting new techniques like this.

Natsume : Die.

Tsumugi : I’ve been cursed at so frankly!? And you didn’t pronounce the ending strangely, that means those are your true feelings!

• Arashi is… the okama type character Well you can be fooled cause he looked so cool and damn hot and handsome. Right?

• Yuta’s a pure and cinnamon roll kid. Since mostly brother twins have this mischievous synchron with them in anime world. But in Aoi twins’ case, only Hinata is the one like that.

• Hinata’s true feelings. Ouch. I’m so hurt when i read the Christmas Live story and Setsubun Festival story.

• Chiaki suffers low blood pressure. OF COURSE I DIDN’T EXPECT THAT! Well, he did mention he used to be sickly kid but still >

• Chiaki likes Subaru. Yes, he does. I mean, Subaru said that Chiaki has been inviting him to join Ryuseitai and Chiaki clearly stated that Subaru is his sun XD (i’m not lying lol)

• Shu is Kuro’s childhood friend. Beside their ability in sewing and their age, they really don’t have anything in common right? Especially their personality.

• Kuro is Akatsuki’s member. Since his first appearance in the main story is participating in B1 match. Who would have guessed he would be the member of one of the student council’s unit?

• Kanata’s a member of Ryuseitai Yeah.. with that personality, i don’t understand why he would join the superhero unit. Although it seemed like he and Chiaki’s past is a little… sad maybe? With their promises to each other. Still not clear but i hope to know the whole story :v

• Leo’s personality Yeah sure. He’s super hot on the picts i’ve seen before playing enstars. Especially from the cover of Knights 2016’s CD. But he’s actually fun, childish, and cute. He has gone through a lot too. Hhhh i love him (lol)

• Leo’s faster than Arashi and much better in archery than Keito. I was like “wut?” When i read that. Seriously? This guy? Damn genius 😂

“Really, you know! If the King joined the track and field club, it wouldn’t be a dream to conquer the nationals!” -Arashi Narukami

“You’re much more skilled than me. I’m sure we’d be able to go far if you actually showed up for tournaments.” -Keito Hasumi

• (Oh, almost forgot) Leo and Keito’s friendship Hey, they’re bestfriends in the club activities you know! Seriously that was a fun fact.

• Eichi has long fallen in love with Wataru //stabbed Seriously. He has long adored Wataru even before the five oddballs were existed.

“Wow, he noticed me? And he’s waving at me too? Even though there’s quiet distance between us… even though i’m so far away from him right now. But one day.. i’ll definitely close in this gap between us. I’ll come to see you, no matter what methods i’ll have to use.” -Eichi Tenshouin

• Wataru lost purposely in the match between him and Eichi Gosh, really Wataru? Good for you, Eichi. The feeling is mutual 😂//slapped//

• The Five Oddballs’ friendship. Okay, they seriously love each other as a friend you know! They treasure each other!

“Rei, Wataru, Shu, Magician-san… Is my song reaching you? Can you hear it? I want to hear your songs too. In the water, it’s difficult for sound to travel so… Even if it’s painful, even if it’s difficult, i will live on the land. I will sing forever. And so, please you guys do so too.” -Kanata Shinkai

• The BroCon squad Okay, i never thought that there would be many Brother Complex in this game 😂 for example, Izumi to Makoto, Rei to Ritsu, and Hinata to Yuta.

• The fact that Eichi and Tsumugi intended to make Subaru and Hokuto one of the five oddballs before Natsume’s name came up. Like seriously, i can’t stop laughing reading that part.

Tsumugi : But considering those who were the topic o f discussion when they enrolled, how about Hidaka Hokuto-kun?

Eichi : On that note, i suppose we should put Akehoshi Subaru-kun on hold as well.

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That’s all? Well, there might be more later lol. And it’s not like i don’t like it okay? I just didn’t expect it and i want to see if there are other people who have the same feelings as me. No offense. I really like stories that are hard to predict.

I really love Ensemble Stars and the characters ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

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