#oh also in finding the en names for the last two songs I wrote down (I genuinely didn’t know before hand bc I got them va yt recommendation

[food-lover9000]

19, 30, 39 for the handwriting ask game wahooo !!!

19) AAAAaaa so hard to choose fave songs…! but recently I’ve been listening to Bunny Girl a fair bit, started humming my clematis today so went to listen to that as well…Oh wait fave songs uhh RGU op is lovelyyy! also the song I want to be your lover appears in my mind a lot…wait also song I found on bilibili that does an ouchie to me is (mainly the first part) are you lost AAAAAA if I keep going I am going to fill 10 pages (of these short pages) but uhhhh a doll of lapis and erica’s sorrow and also karen’s cleanup are good! essentially there are too many nice silly songs and I am just really bad at making up my mind >:( (I think I will have links to the YT of these)

30) Thank youuu for sending in a silly ask >_O (It looks a lil goofy but its okay!) I think because of the pens I am using my handwriting looks slightly “nicer(?)” but oh well! I might have to add a transcript because my handwriting is still kinda messy :3 (aaa all my silly written faces are messed up in this page :c)

39) I have an egregious amount of stationary supplies and also really want to go back into sewing a bit! aaa or spending time making those silly friendship bracelets (would be silly to make some based on mutuals colors) Oh and also learning how to sew and embroider enough to make silly cotton dolls :ccc (so many things I wanna do yet so many horrors yet still)

[jiminrings]

I REQUEST A SOFT BADBOY DRABBLE WITH SHY READER AND HES TEASING HER BUT SOMEONE ELSE JOIMS IN AND THEYRE DOING IT TO BE MEAN BUT HES LIKE STFU BEFORE I PUMCH UR FACE ONLY IM ALLOWED TO BULLY SHY READER GRR 😡😡😡😡 and soft readers like 0.o but *squeals incoherently* 😭😭😭😭

last name, jeon.

drabble week: day two

drabble week masterlist

pairing: badboy!jungkook x shy!reader

wordcount: 3k

glimpse: "can't you tell that i really don't want you to be here?"

notes: a tiny change on the plot!! also: frat boy!jimin from day four makes an appearance :D

feedback + support mean the world to me!!

“do you wanna form-“

... yes

you DO have an alliance with jungkook

it's a very fair trade honestly

he pretends to be your boyfriend!! there's no specific boundaries to it, but he springs into action as soon as you're put into an inconvenience

in exchange, you whore him out to your friends!!! :D

no but literally that's how he called it

the whole reason this came to be in the first place is because you hATE confrontation with a burning passion

especially when it comes to those "i have a crush on you" moments that people spring on you all of a sudden

you don't like them back!!! that's the truth!!! but the problem is that you aLWAYS feel guilty letting people down

you obviously don't have the obligation to like someone back just because you sit next to them in class :// IT'S JUST IN YOUR NATURE TO FEEL THAT WAY

you wouldn't get into a relationship with said confessor to ease your guilt, clearly

do you plan on denying their advances? yes

but hOW????

you always take the passive-aggressive approach

you get jungkook to carry your bag and hold your hand, walk in front of said person and pretend not to see them, jungkook makes sURE to put some snide eye contact in there aaaaand the whole ordeal is finished :D

you've managed to let someone down slowly without having to speak to them in-person!!!

jungkook comes more handy than that too

you take him when you want to eat out because you're too anxious to eat alone

you take him when you want to go somewhere in which lining up is essential and you're also too anxious to stand by yourself

you take him when you want to go shopping when there's a sale but you're almost always intimidated by the barrage of people and salespeople so he asks and answers the questions for you

jungkook, in hindsight, is the perfect fake boyfriend for you <3

ALSO jungkook wants something from you

"whore me out to the girls from the families your family's friends with, and it's a deal :D"

that alliance and exchange is going pretty well so far

you mAY be on the more-reserved side but that doesn't mean you're self-aware!!!

you know that your parents are loaded and your shy nature could be somehow chalked to that since you didn't really have anyone that wasn't as non-superficial as you'd like, since they were the overprotective helicopter two-rotor seven-blade parents :(((

jungkook, however, is the only constant you have in your formula

you've known him since childhood and have been friends ever since

his mom's your mom's personal assistant, and one day when mrs. jeon couldn't find a babysitter for jungkook, your mom didn't hesitate to let four-year old jungkook come with her to work

jungkook's your fIRST actual friend that hates gold spoons with you because of how tacky they look :-) he's your emotional support person basically

your emotional support person who was sO close to running late from picking you up during his free day >:( you were about to break into a sprint if he arrived a second later, because you managed to spot a jock coming to you from the corner of your eye awhile ago

You Do Not Like Him <3

"and i even changed into a short-sleeved shirt to ward off your suitors. how romantic of me, don't you think?"

now that he mentions it, it's only now when you can drink him in in full-display

... wow

his right arm's the only one with his tattoos while his left's completely blank, but something about the balance just makes you !!!!!!!! even more

his arm's not completely covered but it was coming to be, something about the blank spaces of skin that are yet to be inked being a nice touch

"very romantic, kook."

now tHAT'S the answer he wanted to hear

he forcibly on your helmet for you to showcase, your grunts of annoyance being drowned out by whistling

(he's even looking left and right and making eye contact with anyone who has their eyes landing on you!!!!)

your cheeks smushed is a look he'll never be tired being in awe of, but he'll never tell you that, of course

"do you ever wonder if your parents would kill me if i misplace even a single hair on you?" jungkook thinks out loud and you don't even flinch with how sudden his thoughts could be, sitting on his seat first so it'd already be balanced when you do, "you sure you’re okay riding with me?? on a motorcycle????"

he usually uses yOUR family's vehicles (they let him and insisted he just takes one at this point) but when you called him, he was en route to kim kradle (it's a one-stop vehicle shop apparently) to get new rims for his motorcycle, bUT NOT ANYMORE HE GUESSES????

you come first compared to the booking he's waited on for three weeks

"i have insurance, i think."

no that's the wrong answer

why did you even bother.,,.,

jungkook flicks your nose because your forehead's protected by the helmet, his face contorted in half faux frustration

"you were supposed to be mad at me for asking that — not logical!! don't even joke about that."

"... my life insurance? like, in the instance that i-"

oW THAT HURT

he flicked even harder this time!!!

you roll your eyes at him and it doesn't go unnoticed, a hand outstretching instead of his fingers flexing

“wallet, please.”

????

jungkook's surprised that you even look confused, this time rolling his eyes at you

“you rolled your eyes at me. you need to bribe me so i won’t rat you out.”

right

he has a never-ending knack for the you're rich jokes

you also know that he likes the cold and would turn the fan on even if it's too hot for a blanket, just because he wants to feel cocooned

you also know that he picks from the fourth row of drinks from the front because it's always been a habit

("the germs cling on to the first row!!!")

you also know that maybe, just maybe, you can't stand it tonight when he's putting himself out there instead of being your faux boyfriend

you keep on zoning out and hoseok, perhaps the only tolerable fellow rich kid you can tolerate within your circle, finally connects the dots in his head and snickers

he's been talking about finding the vintage sneakers he's always wanted on depop and how he almost got scammed for like tWENTY minutes already

in reality, all your nods and scowls aren't towards his story

it's to jungkook and... who's that? jihye whose dad is so colossally shitty, that this one rapper wrote a diss song for him? oh yeah, that jihye

"you like him. like actually 'lose your virginity to him' love him."

WHAT???

there's no way

"how did you-"

"you blush like one."

alright that answer was too quick

hoseok should've ATLEAST tried to wait for a few seconds before answering

"a-and the love part?"

"babe, jungkook may not be the richest one here and that should say a lot," you peer up at him nervously and he actually chuckles, peering to everyone at this function, "dude's humble — he could also just be dense to not see you love him."

okay very true

hobi's making a dig rn at how jungkook coinicidentaally happens to be blonde and maybe this is your cue to leave

hobi does not realize that his hair is aLSO dyed blonde while talking shit about jungkook and his hari

okay this is it

once again, you are NOT listening to hoseok and he's figured out what you're doing by now

you're psyching yourself up with a couple of shots and your heels are digging on the carpeted ballroom

MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY TO BE MORE OUTGOING!!

"pretend to wobble. it doesn't help that nothing can sink you."

oh okay makes sense

if you're gonna try and charm jungkook while trying to play it off as just being tipsy playfulness, atleast make it believable

hoseok snickers because this is just A+ content with the things that you choose to do in your way

shy girl with high alcohol tolerance mannn coming of age film writers would LOVE you ://

you're about to cross the distance between you and jungkook, but something knocks you on your shoulder with a gentle force that seemed intentional

is that-

hold on a second

"what a coincidence :O"

jimin?

jimin???

as in, wholesome yet slightly fuckboy-ish frat guy jimin???

he looks dashing and composed, meeting your eyes perfectly and he doesn't let your confusion startle him

"i know that look. what am i doing here?"

he says it eloquently as if he's practiced it

AND HE DID!!!

you must've looked so shocked that you immediately apologized, shaking your head no

"i-i didn’t mean-..."

you're confused, sure, but that doesn't mean you're immediately judging

it's just that you never saw jimin here or any function of the like, but you wouldn't put it past him if he does go to these things!!! he looks like a million dollars anyways

"relax, doll. you’re so far the only other person i know that i've seen in these type of things."

he looks calm and collected, but maybe that's just because he spent the last five minutes waiting for you to stand so he could bump into you

this place is just sO suffocating and a familiar face is gonna be his relief from something so fancy that it became mundane

"have we been in the same event before this?"

"not that i recall, no. i get invited but this is only the first time after awhile that i went."

jimin drinks from his champagne flute, wiggling his eyebrows playfully, "wanna know why i'm here?"

you're curious!!! what can you say!!!!

you never really interacted with jimin at all before this, but a familiar face like his is comforting

because hoseok's already engaged in another conversation and jungkook's,,,, being jungkook and is fawning all over jihye

jimin chuckles at your insistent nodding, leaning closer to whisper to your ear

"my stepdad’s loaded as fuck."

oh so that's why

he tugs you down to sit at the nearest possible empty chairs, all its occupants gone anyways because they're in the dancefloor busting tRULY horrendous moves

maybe it's because jimin feels lonely too like you are, and it's him feeling comfortable because he's pulled you like ten seconds ago and not once asked him anything out of bounds

maybe that's why he fell into conversation with you easily because you're always intently listening

"might love me as a real son too. maybe that’s a bonus? you don’t really expect that shit in the things you see."

this situation is actually pretty cute

you snort because maybe you’re nOT that shy when you drink,, that’s the only thing that changes in you probably

this whole conversation that sprung from boredom was unknowingly the subject of many stares, including jungkook who you were initially supposed to go to

“you’re worthy of love, jimin.”

:O

jimin sPITS his drink because where the fuck did THAT come from???

why did you say that and why does he feel that he needed to hear that

“i-i think — i think you need more,” he raises his own glass to your lips hurriedly, caught in surprise but you still gulp nonetheless

“you’re-“ you keep sputtering as he keeps making you drink, but he rubs circles on your back at the same time and it's when you realize that jimin the frat guy may not be that bad, “what??? don’t think you’re not the only one with daddy issues! shouldn’t we have like, a radar for each other?”

jimin snorts at your counter and his eyes crinkle to the point where he can't see anything, not being able to see how you're still trying to recover with all that fizz down your throat

wow ur really enjoyable to talk to

“you’re insane and i think-“

listen

you're not really big on feeling beyond a sense and all that stuff, but you feel as if the aura around you just got dark all of a sudden

"who are you calling insane?"

jungkook appears at your side in an instant, hands wrapped around your shoulders while you remain seated

you've honestly forgotten that you were supposed to go to jungkook, but you're reminded of that vERY clearly now

"go away, jimin," he mutters through his teeth, looking at him dead in the eye

hold on

wait

THAT'S JIMIN???

okay now he's confused

sometimes jungkook's mouth just moves on its own without loading the thought process

"why are YOU here?"

jimin furrows his brows, shocked that he'd even see jungkook here out of all people

the guy barely even attends classes!!! and that's coming from him!!

"why’s he here?"

he crouches to your ear, eyes still furrowed at the younger guy

"long story."

nO???

jungkook scowls bitterly because jesus fuck

YOU’RE ON WHISPERING TERMS NOW????

he left for one second, and the moment he comes back, that's when this fucking frat guy approaches you?? was he waiting on him to leave??

you and jungkook only act as a couple when the need arises, and even if you don't feel it, hE feels that this is the need!!! this is the need and it is arising!!!

"get back to uh, alpha bravo charlie or something, park. beat it."

why’s he reciting the nato phonetic alphabet???

jungkook sounds half-angry and half-sad at the same time, and you don't know which side should you focus on

“move,” he repeats this time again but more sternly, making jimin much more confused since jungkook's trying to pull him away from his seat

jimin doesn't budge and it makes the frown even more evident in jungkook's face

what is he FEELING

“can’t you tell that i really don’t want you to be here?”

“i’m not here for you, though. i’m here for y/n.”

he answers honestly, shis gut telling him that there's definitely something going on between the two of you

“y/n doesn’t want you here," kook argues back surely, only noticing your bitten lips now that makes him realize that you're not exactly sober; just a happy kind of rush

he sees you raise your hand timidly, an equally cheeky smile on your face that's only directed to jungkook like it's meant for him

"i-i actually don’t mind."

you don't,,,

you don't mind?

HOW'S THAT POSSIBLE

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

why aren't you signaling him to commence the faux boyfriend act!!

"y/n has a boyfriend."

“... i’m not hitting on her.”

alright this is more than the entertainment that jimin wished for lol

“yeah, well she has a boyfriend still so beat it.”

you do??

the last time you checked, jihye's gonna have jungkook as her boyfriend within the night!!

“i don-“

ALRIGHT THEN

jimin decides to indulge jungkook, knocking his knee with yours as he winks slyly, urging you silently to watch on, turning to look at you and ask

“what’s your boyfriend’s name?”

you don't answer.

that gives him all the more reason to do so.

“last name, jeon.”

jungkook looks the most determined you've ever seen him, eyes characteristically angry with his arms across his chest that his suit tightens, “first name, me.”

....

......

the three of you know that’s not the truth

jimin takes it in, sighing when he sense that something else is about to be unfold and he does noT want to be a part of it

not before whispering to your ear again for the last time, of course

“pretty weird name if you ask me,” you laugh automatically, momentarily forgetting that jungkook's standing by you on just your opposite side and could hear you

he leaves and that only leaves you with jungkook, looking up at him as he's too frantic to even sit

“what are you doing?”

“being a social butterfly," you quip just as fast, drinking your water afterwards

jungkook only clenches his jaw by then, being taken-aback when you speak again

“who are you doing?”

://

“i’m busy being mad at- wait a minute, WHO???”

who instead of what??

the short-lived enthusiasm you had with jimin left with him, crashing just as hard when you're reminded of jungkook's presence

“jihye’s a pretty nice girl. you should go home early tonight.”

his brows furrow, trying to get you to look at him but you avoid his gaze insistently, “what? what are you talking about?”

“she’s not my girlfriend though.”

you're not at all satisfied with the answer because it sounds so wrong, knowing that jungkook's a handsome guy and everyone wants to be with him!!!

and he probably wants to be with everyone else besides you.

“then who-...”

“don’t know yourself anymore? jimin must’ve really swept you off your feet, huh?”

jungkook huffs as he qualifies for a rebutt, your internal wallowing being cut short

“he’s not my boyfriend.”

...

....

“well would you look at that,” jungkook snickers, sighing through his nose as your eyes finally meet his, directly stubborn yet soft around the edges

“she’s not my girlfriend, and he’s not your boyfriend. what a coincidence.”

god did he feel so threatened the moment his eyes couldn't find you besides hobi and instead next to jimin, eyes crinkled in laughter without hesitation

have you been chasing after one another this whole time?

jungkook silently grabs you by the hand and you wave no opposition to it

maybe it's your liquor-influenced vision or maybe it's you hyperfixating on such a warm moment, but your eyes immediately lock to see the matching red thread bracelet he wore like yours

you're dressed in next year's spring collection line, and the structured silk black gown that has a train behind it doesn't exactly scream to have a simple red thread bracelet as its accessory according to your mom's designer and everyone else —

but you don't have the heart to take it off

there's no need to take it off

jungkook drives your car and no one says a single thing about anything

his hand’s on your thigh and you don’t question it, eyes locking into the way his hand looks perfect and the way the bracelet looks meant to be wrapped in his wrist in the first place

you're sure this time that it's not the newfound courage you have, but rather the need to do it

you kiss jungkook's cheek on a red light.

it's on a red light that jungkook realizes he could fit the visage of his world within one hand, finally kissing you like he's always wanted to

“yeah. what a coincidence.”

[trulycertain]

fic writer interview

Tagged by @skogrr Thank you very much! It's a while since I've done one of these, and I've missed them.

Name: Tru/"Oi you" Fandoms (that I write for): Dragon Age, mostly. Still the fandom of my heart. Mass Effect, Deus Ex... uh, accidentally GreedFall? I don't know how or when that happened. Two-shot: Hmm... The actual last two-shot I wrote was Terms & Conditions, a very silly Dorian/Inquisitor modern AU where Gal is the guy Dorian hires to stop his late father's house falling apart. Recently? I suspect that's going to be Driftwood, which can stand on its own as a sort of weird post-canon first-meeting AU, but is trying to tempt me to continue it. (Vasco ends up going looking for Tír Fradí, which has disappeared - and finds it. He also finds De Sardet as a highly avoidant tree god of the island, post-Bad Ending, who transformed against her will. And he ends up falling in love with her anyway.) Weird tree gods! Pining by literal pine! An eventual happy ending! More grumpy commentary by Vasco!

Most popular multi-chapter: Either An Unquenchable Flame or Distraction, probably - both juggernaut pairings, the former close to the game's release and the latter with some fancy forbidden romance, so not so surprising. But surprisingly, Prague, 10:42 PM has done really well, considering it's for a small fandom (Deus Ex) and a rarepair age/rank-difference pairing that I thought would be a one-off experiment? I get it, guys. I like sad repressed stoics too.

Actual worst part of writing: Editing - which can be fun, but that "over and over" stage when you're about to post, especially in a longfic if you fear you've lost the spirit of the thing and the character voices and you can't see the wood for the trees. And when I have to remove a whole scene which Jenga-unbalances the fic, and then I have to redux from the top. Basically, most things to do with pacing. How you choose your titles: I like double-meanings and one word titles. If that fails: quote from a song. If that fails: quote from poetry, but very rarely. Do you outline: Only a little. A bulletpointed list of events or noted-down major lines of dialogue, that's usually it.

Ideas I probably won’t get around to but wouldn’t it be nice: Uh... oh god. I blame so many people for some of these.

Post-Destroy ending where John is attempting to build a shed on Rannoch because that's the kind of thing retired people do, right? and Tali is far better at it than him, and it's just... disgusting fluff.

Actually, just reduxing the early John/Tali stuff with a bit more nuance and a stronger style.

Eva and Kaidan, and their mutually wary first meeting. ("Wow, that's a lot of pomade." "Wow, that's a lot of death-glare.")

AU where Gal and Dorian never met in DAI, and after everything went down, Gal tried to fade into the shadows and leave. He ended up working in Tevinter as an occasional informant/odd-jobs guy the way he was pre-Inquisition. He ends up being a gardener for a bitter, wry magister who seems to hate the entire Magisterium, has recently lost his father to political scheming and murder, and wants to take down the entirety of the remaining Venatori with one staff and maybe his teeth if he has to (hi, Dorian). But first, Dorian's going to drink his own body weight in whiskey and be a recluse for a while and start thinking about time magic again. Gal is trying to keep his head down and should definitely not be falling in love with said magister. Who's someday going to end up at one of the more southerly ports, come across a statue of the great Inquisitor, and go, Oh.

Stuff on Jensen's PT and rebuilding himself post-augs. More of Proprioception, basically.

Mer-AU where Marie De Sardet is still a diplomat attempting to make new connections, just not a human one, and it's a disaster. An awkward disaster. Highlights include her being framed as the beast trying to drown their best captain; her attempting to wobble about on brand-new legs and Vasco's coat while everyone assumes the dear captain has had a few too many; her asking Vasco if his "fascinating markings" glow; them getting into a duel, and her (fondly) getting punted off the side of the ship going "Woo-hoo." OK, I wrote a bit of that, but only a 1k doodle I'll probably never return to.

Non-Naut court AU where Marie gets promised to Bastien D'Arcy, because he's a bit of a layabout but he's also rich, popular at court, and amenable to bribe - [cough] suggestion, and the D'Arcys have prominent trading links with the Alliance. Instead she falls for his far less of a social butterfly, tired, worried-numbers-guy brother Léandre, who's pretty damn uncomfortable around Nauts because he's well aware he nearly got sold to them and he is not the favourite.

Straight-up role-reversal AU (another thing where I've put down 1k that I'll probably never return to), where Marie's Naut name is Paz, and she's a fed-up second-mate who's tired of noble idiots and feels a little strange and conflicted about her mark (and has context for it, because they make frequent crossings to Tír Fradí). Also a little more jaded, without the love of her mother, and not nearly as much of a tryhard as Vasco in canon; she ended up here because she had nowhere else to go and the Nauts were like "Ooh, free kid," and she's well aware. She gets stuck escorting the D'Arcy brothers to Tír Fradí for their new venture and is not looking forward to it. Except one of them is intensely bright and wry and keeps asking questions about the ship and noticing shit he is definitely not meant to notice, and they keep ending up in strange conversations, even if he seems really, really wary and uncomfortable about Nauts.

Some vague stuff about Vasco's thoughts on Jonas and that whole side quest, considering he's also a sea-given and implies sea-given take some shit in the Nauts, and also how damn difficult it must be watching a sea-given's parents endeavour to get their kid back when he knows full well his didn't do that for him.

Actually, just more Vasco POV in general, even though he's damn hard to nail down. I've written much pining for him from Marie's perspective, and I'd like to try things from the opposite. This guy's idea of wooing someone perfectly normally is to panic and then recite Baroque poetry. You know he's sappy as hell in the privacy of his own head, even if he's trying not to be.

Jean and Síora having the "I'm a sad healer who just lost my mother and I'm trying so hard not to crumble under the weight of assisting the leader" mutual talk way too late at night around the campfire and maybe him crying on her shoulder a little, with mutual kindness and the beginnings of attraction, and her finally getting past his jokey-smug facade to understand him.

More stuff about Jean's past in general, and how he wanted to be a doctor before he was dragged away from it by looking after Constantin and being nobility.

Síora and Eseld and the ways they changed over the years; something like an exploration of grief and growing her own will and the ways they very differently view the renaigse. Also maybe more about the en ol menawi magic, if I can worldbuild well enough?

I'd also love to do a GreedFall soulmark AU - it's generally not my kind of trope, I'm not into biological determinism type tropes - just because names and aliases and assumed identities are such a mess in GreedFall and it's a repeated plot point. That said, I feel like it's been done so beautifully in this fandom before that I wouldn't have much to add.

Callouts @ me: So. Many. Commas. So much over-explaining everything. If they get out of the car, your readers do not need a five-page manual of "and then he undid his seatbelt and leaned over to grasp the door handle, and then pulled it, and then stepped a foot out before he almost thought better of it - but no, he was going to get out of this car. The other foot joined the first, and he nearly banged his head on the doorframe."

Best writing traits: People say I have a head for finding small-but-important moments. I'm also told I write likeable protags. People have more than once said my writing makes them feel safe or makes them smile, and I really couldn't ask for more than that. I'll take those.

Spicy tangential opinion: I don't think I have any, really? Oh god, that makes me sound so very boring. Oh! Um. There should be more tree body horror in fandom. And body horror in general. *thumbsup*

No pressure tagging: @artemis-crimson, @eridanidreams,@rainypixel, @aphreal42.

[furuba-imagines]

A Glimmer of Hope [1]

A/N: I shall be posting requests over the weekend. I started writing this story around 2016 (it’s on my quotev and FanFiction.Net) but bc of the rebooted anime I decided to reboot my own story as well the new anime’s honour :3

Word Count: 2706

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sad character past, mentions of family abuse. Crappy format bc it was posted on mobile app. I’ll fix it up later. For now, enjoy!!

Pairing: Eventual Kyo x Oc

Story Notes:

Bold text is Amélie’s thoughts and inner dialogue.

Italicised text is when Amélie is narrating bits of the story like Tohru does in the anime as well as flashbacks (I will let you know what’s a flashback and what’s not though)

ONE - ENCOUNTERS

Amélie smiled to herself as she breathed in the fresh morning air. She marvelled at how beautiful and blue the sky was and how the white fluffy clouds looked as if they were painted in gentle strokes.

'Oooh yeah, that sun feels so warm.'

The sun shone bright, warming up her pale skin, erasing the goose bumps that littered her exposed arms. Turning back to the small black tent that she currently called home, her lip twitched and formed into a forlorn smile as she looked at the photograph sitting atop a folded pile of clothes in a simple brown wooden picture frame. It was a picture of her when she was six, posing with her mum and dad. Everything was so happy and bright back then... but a dark storm washed all that happiness away and she hasn't really felt it since. Despite the accident that befell them happening so long ago, it still got to her. It still haunted her dreams at night and plagued her thoughts during daylight. She wished she could just stop feeling – it would make things so much easier.

With a heavy sigh, Amélie grabbed her school bag and guitar and secured them both around her back and shoulder respectively. She cast one last glance at the picture before zipping up the tent and making sure it was secure, not that she was worried about anyone breaking in. Not many people passed by this area.

'See you guys soon. I love you.'

Even so, she didn't keep her more valuable belongings in the tent, like her piano keyboard. She kept that safely locked up in the school music room. Normally, she'd leave her guitar there too but she wanted to work on the new song she was writing. But she never kept both instruments in the tent at the same time in case something did happen. She didn't want to risk it no matter how small the chance. A part from the picture, her guitar and piano were the only things she had left of her parents. They were both musicians – her mum sang and wrote and her dad played. Music was one of the only things she still found happiness in. She hoped that one day her music would be played across the world for people to enjoy.

Amélie tugged at her uniform, wishing she had a mirror to check herself with. Amélie was never very fond of the girl's uniform so she wore the boy's one instead. She traded in her skirt and blouse for the pants and collared shirt and paired it with her own plain black Doc Martin's. She felt more comfortable in them than the lace up shoes the school provided. The school faculty stopped carding her after the first two weeks she refused to change. She also liked the fact that she didn't have to worry about boys trying to sneak-a-peak up her skirt. The last boy who tried walked away with a swollen cheek, bruised eye and busted lip. She stood by her actions however.

'The little shit deserved it. He had it coming if you ask me.'

Amélie hadn't always lived in a tent. After the death of her parents, her French side of her family were given custody over her but she wouldn't really call them family. The first thing they did was disown her, cast her out and hand her over to the state orphanage as soon as they could. She ended up living there until she was thirteen after her Japanese side of the family finding out about her and adopting her. Amélie would've preferred to stay at the orphanage since they were more of a family than her actual relatives. By the age of sixteen she had endured enough of their abuse and torment and ran away. She ended up staying at both her friends, Uotani and Hanajima's place for a while upon their insistence but the guilt became too much so she lied about having found good accommodation. In reality, she kept moving from hotel to hotel until she was forced to live in the tent she was living in currently. A glamorous life she liked to sarcastically call it, but she was grateful at least that she wasn't living on the sidewalks or under a bridge somewhere.

"Il ya toujours un arc en ciel après la tempéte!" She quoted to herself. There's always a rainbow after a storm. It was something her mother used to quote quite often.

The forest that she walked through she found to be quite calming and beautiful with all the tall trees and lush greenery. With that being said, feeling a little adventurous this morning and wanting to delay school as much as she could, she decided to take a different route. The more she drifted away from her usual path, the more the forest became increasingly unfamiliar until she had no idea where she was going.

"Fuck sakes," She cursed. 'Why would you even try straying from the main path with your horrible sense of direction? I'm such an idiot sometimes.'

However, much to her surprise, something in the peripherals of her vision captured her attention and halting her steps. To her far right, down a hill was a large clearing that lead to a traditional Japanese looking house. Amélie should've known that a forest as beautiful as this one had to have some kind of estate built upon it. With her curiosity piqued to the max, she couldn't help herself and decided to investigate.

‘A little snooping wouldn't hurt anybody.'

"It's called trespassing Amélie and its illegal," she reminded herself but proceeded to ignore her own warning.

Amélie was careful as she made her way down the hill. Hiding behind a bush, she did a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear before approaching the house.

'At least they don't have to worry about annoying neighbours. Must be nice to live here.'

Coming up close to the porch, Amélie couldn't help but be drawn to little ornaments sitting on a wooden rack. Upon closer inspection, she recognised them as the twelve animals of the Chinese zodiac. She smiled to herself.

"They look so well made and detailed. I wonder how long it took to paint them all..."

"Hello, this is a surprise. We don't get many young girls wondering around these parts."

Amélie bristled at the sudden voice and stumbled backwards, almost falling flat on her ass.

'Shit, shit! You've done fucked up now! Run before he calls the cops on you for trespassing! On second thought... he doesn't look too mad. Just play it cool and maybe you can leave without getting into any trouble.'

"I'm so sorry sir! I was just admiring I swear! I'm not here to cause you any trouble." She barely managed to string her words together without fumbling over them.

The man just chuckled and waved a hand at her. "It's quite alright, no harm done." The man's smile turned pensive. "I just find it hard to imagine that a teenager like yourself would find this place interesting." He mused.

'Oh thank goodness, I'm not in trouble.'

Amélie was quick to shake her head as she knelt in front of the rack, the man following suit. "No, it's a very lovely place. And I especially love these little zodiac ornaments here. Did you make them?" She asked.

"Yes I did. They're a favourite of mine too you could say."

Amélie scanned every rock that had been painted with detail and precision but a frown soon formed on her face when she noticed something missing.

"Of course you left out the cat just like everyone else." She muttered. It was more to herself than to the man in front of her although she realised she must've spoken too loud because of his surprised expression.

"The cat? Oh right, I see. You're referring to the old zodiac folktale." He said in realisation and Amélie nodded.

"I used to get dad to tell me the story sometimes before bed. I've always thought the cat had just as much importance to the story as any of the other animals did. I always felt for him."

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>>>Flashback<<<

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Little Amélie laid in her bed all snuggled and tucked beneath her plush blankets.

"Goodnight princess," Mr. Hoshimi smiled down at his daughter and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead. As soon as he stood up to leave though, Amélie grabbed onto the sleeve of his shirt and tugged on it.

"Wait! Can you tell me that story about the animals again? Pwease?" She pouted, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. The elder man quickly fell for her doe eyes and hopeful smile and found himself smiling along with her.

"Oh wow could I ever say no to that cute face?" he cooed, sitting back down onto the bed.

"A long, long time ago, god decided to invite all of the animals to a glorious banquet. He sent out word for all of them to come to his house the following evening and he told them not to be late.

"Can you name all the animals Amélie?"

Amélie sat up straight and proudly listed all the animals – The dog and the dragon, the rabbit and tiger, the rat and the pig, the cow and horse, the sheep and the rooster, the monkey, the snake... "And my favourite, the cat!" She cheered.

Mr. Hoshimi just laughed and tucked Amélie back underneath the sheets and continued with the story.

"However, when the mischievous rat heard the news, he decided to play a trick on his fellow neighbour – the cat. He told the cat that the party was the day after tomorrow."

Amélie turned her nose up and scowled. "I hate this part," She grumbled with a huff. "The poor kitty cat deserves better..."

"The very next day, all of the animals lined up for the celebrations with the rat leading the way, riding all the way on the back of the cow. Everyone had a wonderful time, except for the foolish cat who missed the whole thing." Mr. Hoshimi finished.

When he looked down at his daughter, he chuckled at her grumpy pout and furrowed brows.

"Amélie honey, why so grumpy?" He asked, but he knew why. She always got mad at the rat for tricking the cat, even though it was only just a story, Amélie had vowed to be the protector of all cats.

"Because the rat was so mean! If I was the cat, I would've kicked the rats butt for being such a... well, a butt!" She exclaimed, balling her hands into tiny fists.

"And if mummy heard you talk like that, she'd have yours."

Amelie giggled sheepishly before a thought popped into her head. "Do you think the cat would like it if I started a year of the cat?!"

Mr. Hoshimi just smiled. "I'm sure he would love that honey."

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>>> End of Flashback <<<

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The kimono wearing man smirked and tapped his fingers against his chin in thought. "Funny, I wonder how he would feel after hearing that story, knowing he has a little fan."

Snapping out of her reverie, she looked at him with a confused tilt of her head. "I'm sorry, who?"

The man shook his head and part of her wondered if she was actually meant to hear what he had said or not.

"Oh nevermind. So, what year were you born in?" He asked, quickly distracting her by changing the subject and Amélie went along with it.

"Year of the Ox," she replied.

The man nodded but Amélie noticed his eyes drift to her uniform. Most people found it odd that she wore the boy's uniform so she was used to it by now. She was about to speak, but he beat her to it.

"I apologise, I don't mean to stare. I've just never seen a girl wear the boy's uniform before. I must say though, you pull it off quite well."

Amélie's cheeks flushed at the compliment. She was the worst when it came to accepting flattery and compliments.

"Thank you."

"You're not from around her are you?" He asked suddenly in a curious tone.

Amélie had been waiting for that question. Something she was often asked about also.

"It's my accent isn't it?" She supplied with a smirk.

'I'm glad it isn't too thick for people to understand me.'

"It is quite nice to listen to. I mean, aside from your pretty fa-"

Whatever the man was going to say next came to an abrupt stop and was replaced with a pained gasp as something landed on his head. It was a schoolbag, just like the one Amélie and most other high school students had.

'Oh shoot, did not expect that.'

"My head!"

"Will you at least try to control yourself?" A new voice sighed.

Amélie's eyes trailed up the person's arm that held the bag until she reached their face and her eyes widen in shock.

'No way, Yuki lives here?! If I get caught with him, that stupid fan club of his won't let me hear the end of it.'

Yuki turned his attention away from the man to Amélie. "Good morning Miss Hoshimi, I'm sorry for my cousin. He's bit of a flirt but's he's harmless. It's best to just ignore him."

"Oh no, it's alright. We were just talking is all; he's good company."

The man, Yuki's cousin, rubbed the sore spot on his head. "What do you have in there? A dictionary or something?"

Yuki barely batted an eyelash at his whining. "Two dictionaries actually," he sighed in exasperation as he slid the schoolbag onto his back, adjusting the straps so it fit comfortably on his shoulders.

Yuki's cousin rubbed his head one last time. "So, you two know each other?" He asked, pointing between the two of them.

"Miss Hoshimi and I are in the same class."

Amélie dipped her head in a respectful bow. "The name's Amélie, pleasure to meet you." She officially greeted.

"Same here. I'm Shigure Sohma and Yuki here is my little cousin." He explained with a friendly smile.

"And what brings you to our house this morning?" Yuki asked in his usual soft and polite voice.

Amélie offered them a nervous smile, rubbing the back of her neck. 'I can't exactly tell them that I live in the middle of the forest. They'll probably laugh at me. I need to think of something good to say and fast!'

"Oh uh, well you know, I live... nearby." She trailed off lamely. It wasn't a complete lie.

'Oh yeah, that's such a good cover up.'

She gulped when she noticed their stunned expressions and wished they would change the subject. She didn't do well under pressure.

"Around here? Really?"

"You do? Where?" Yuki pressed. Amélie was hyperaware of how clammy the palms of her hands were becoming.

'Abort! Abort!'

"I don't mean to be rude but I should probably head to school. I haven't been late in a while and I wanted to keep my record clean this semester."

'As if they cared or needed to know that last bit.'

She bowed to them once again. "It was nice chatting with you. Have a good day." She said in a hurry, quickly turning on her heel and walking away.

'Don't look back. Just keep walking...'

"Miss Hoshimi?" Yuki called out after her.

Amélie sighed inwardly. 'Dammit.'

Putting on a smile, she turned to face him. "Yeah?"

"Since you're here, why don't we walk to school together?" He suggested.

'Say no. It's not worth the wrath of the fan club.'

"Sure, I don't see why not?" She accepted with a forced smile.

The entire walk was done so in an awkward silence as neither Yuki nor Amélie spoke a word or even looked at each other. And to make matters worse, they did eventually run into the Prince Yuki Fan Club, prompting both teens to ignore their chants and poses which only made it all the more awkward until they parted their separated ways.

'I better prepare myself for their onslaught of pathetic questioning.'

Amélie groaned. She could feel the headache coming on already...

[migleefulmoments]

@ajw720...I wrote a thing

Oh you misguided little CCer.  Yes, let’s talk about the video from 10/30/15. 

(scroll down to watch the video.)

Ajw says: “Let’s Talk About that Video from October 30, 2015 shall we?  I am really glad I was reminded of this this AM as it truly highlights how much he LOVES Chris. But it is also an excellent comparison to the manner in which he talks about his girlfriend of 10,572 years”.  

The video doesn’t highlight how much Darren LOVES Chris Colfer.  It is a few random comments- stories he has told over and over and over again because Chris hates being talked about and these stories are already been told so they are safe fodder. You read too much into things and ignore what they are actually saying.

“In this segment of 4 minute and 10 seconds (prior to the song) Darren mentions the word(s) Chris or Chris Colfer a total of 8 times (I think the end is quick) as he recounts for what I believe is the 4thtime in a span of about 10 months the story of their first date. A night he remembers in detail. (funny, I have never once heard him talk about his first date with M as the fact remains, no one even knows when they actually started dating and the recent push is that it may have been even before he went to Italy, yet again changing the timeline)”

He won’t share his first date with Mia for several reasons- 1. it’s private and why should he 2. it was a first date, probably not that exciting 3. when would that come up in an interview? People care about the first time two costar spent time together. They don’t care about when Darren met his fiancée.. . and again It’s private.  Why the hell would he share that with us? Nobody SHOULD know the story or the date. That isn’t our business. 

People wanted to hear about Glee especially as it was ending.  They were coworkers in a job that was very significant to Darren’s current status as an entertainer making the story interesting to the audience  Repeating Chris’s name or saying his entire name is inconsequential to anything...it certainly doesn’t mean love.

“And remember, this show was 10 months after the last time he “publicly” saw one Mr. Chris Colfer.  A man he allegedly hates and only “kind of sort of hangs out with.” (sorry Chris but that quote is going to remain one of my favorites)”

The “Man date” story is safe ground to cover because it has been told over and over and over.  Darren likes to deflect from how own talent and talk about other people. He likes to set the stage for how generous Chris was when meeting Darren-a nobody- who was a nobody walking on to the set of a huge show. 

“Interesting. Let’s see. I believe, and correct me if I am wrong, I have heard him utter his lovely lady of many, many moons name publicly 3 times. The first time was in a radio interview right before Elsie 2015 which coincidentally aired about 3 or 4 days after the Alan Cumming version of mandate aired.  The 2nd on her Birthday during a live stream with Paul from Broadway.com. And the 3rd on his snapchat during Cats when he said she was taking over his phone as his battery had died. This is the grand total over the 10,572 years they have been dating. (But willing to bet we hear it again soon after they read this).”

You missed “My Darling MIa....” and also the time he posted in Insta that he is getting married to MIa and that he and Mia opened a bar baby. 

“What did Darren have to say about Chris in 4 minutes and 10 seconds:

The date he started filming he put together that “he would be linked to Chris Colfer’s character.”

“I went to Chris” (and asked him to go see Sutton as his friend “dropped out”) and when he described how his man agreed to go, Darren said “Oh Thank you, I was so touched he wanted to come along.”

We went to see Sutton Foster, me and Chris Colfer.

Darren next describes how he realized, on day 1, when he didn’t even know what would happen between Kurt and Blaine, that if the story took off “Chris and I will never ever go out in public together ever again” so Darren “needed to embrace the opportunity.”  It is AMAZING how Darren was able to foretell that. I mean at the time he was only signed for a limited number of episodes.  There was no actual plan for Kurt and Blaine to date. But Darren, being the fortune teller he was, knew he had to take this opportunity to take Chris on a date as he knew they would never be able to go out in public again.

“I love telling that story about Chris because I like telling how generous he is even though he was years younger than me. He was a big TV star, he like won a Golden Globe and I’m this new guy.”  Ok, so Darren actually does get one fact wrong, but I think its because he is so in awe of Chris’ accomplishments that he forgets that Chris did not in fact have a Golden Globe when they met. That happened a few months later.

“Very cool, I have nothing but good things to say about Chris Colfer.”

Darren messed up, claiming that Chris had a Golden Globe when they met because time had gone by and it didn’t matter that much to him- simple error. Time has a way of doing that. 

He claims he knew he couldn’t hang out with Chris if their characters dated- that isn't something he knew at the time but something that makes the story juicer. It gives context to the fact that they don’t hang out at all because the fans made it hard.  It’s just amping up the story. 

“And then, when Seth next asks him about singing live with Chris, he says (the beginning is quick so perhaps not 100% accurate) “Me and Chris, well Chris hates, hates when you talk about him.  He hates singing live, he hates it, he hates singing live.  Doesn’t like it.”  That is a lot of knowledge about  Chris Colfer that Darren has considering, again, he had not even seen the man in months and that are not even friends.”

I don’t know Chris Colfer and I Know that he hates singing live and that he hates when people talk about him. He has said so many times. You see, while YOU are paying attention to matching details in photos like they both wore plaid suits in 2018 and explaining TrueLoveAlways because they both like Harry Potter and Star Wars...I am listening to what these actually people say-using words- and I respect what they say because that is what grown ups do. 

“Let’s see what has he said about his girl over the entire course of their relationship as opposed to in 4 minutes 10 seconds:

“She’s a big girl, she can take care of herself.”

Darren would NEVER criticize fans in a goofy radio interview or a short fun entertainment setting.  He knows his audience and he knows when the time and place is appropriate to talk about horrible fans who attack his fiancée. 

“She is a very lovely lady I have been with for many, many moons.”

It’s private and I am not going to give you specifics about my private life.

“My partner in crime.”

he is endearingly calling the person who he lives his life with his “partner in crime”. He is making the analogy that his “life” is the “crime” here. I don’t know why you can’t understand this simple thing.  It is mind boggling that you won’t let this go as if it means something devious.   

“I’m a ball and chain kind of guy.”

Again he is defecting from speaking about his private life with a reporter. He’s calling himself the ball and chain... aka he’s a one woman man, old morning couple, you don’t care about us, move on to next question.

“She works at Fox” stated almost one year after she left their employ. Yes, they have tried to fix that and have since allowed her on set to fetch coffee and snap about 3 times since Darren made this statement, but she was not employed by Fox when this was stated, as proven by her own LinkedIn account and her going away party many months prior”.

Literally you are going with “proven by her own LinkedIn account” who updates their LinkedIn? We have no idea what special projects she was doing for Fox. What this really means is ajw wasn’t privy to the private life of Mia Swier.  Boohooo. Newsflash:  You can’t find everything on the inter webs.  The fact is-I know that Darren was there and there was NO reason for him to be there so if he says he was there because Mia was working for Fox then I have no reason to doubt that.

Has mentioned her wearing heels on multiple occasions. Ummm…..no, barely ever Darren.

Seriously? OMG the heels comment was a fucking ad.  How stupid can you be- Darren didn’t write that. THAT was a literally written by either the magazine or Darren’s PR team.  She wears heels every time she goes to a red carpet event. Just because the photo doesn’t show her feet doesn't mean she doesn’t have feet....or heels on. You get that right? 

Has stated how he has asked her not to share things on social media. Which she does all the time.

No, she doesn’t put anything on social media anymore. A few pics get posted with her in them...there is NOTHING in those photos that are private. Being in public places and at public events and posting a picture isn’t private life.  I know you want it to be so you can bitch but you sound unhinged when you do.  The truth is we don't know if Darren asked her to post or not to post. we have one story about one photo from Becca’s horrible podcast.  Darren would NEVER share an actual private moment with us. Mia’s IG is private-I know that PISSES you off so much. She rarely posts to Snapchat when they are going out to an event. Clearly Darren is in the picture and knows she is posting.  

I mean, I could go on and on and on. There have been many quotes, most of which have not been very kind. None of which have ever been loving. None of which have ever been gushing. None of which has made him revert back to the High School Darren talking about the person he has an enormous crush on. And none of which have been said while so much love is emoting from his entire persona.  

I am sure you could go on forever and ever. but none of it is important or factual or shocking. At the end of the day and your latest rant, the only thing that matters is that they are living their lives without you and you don’t matter to them. They are engaged and I know this because Darren Told us he was and his behavior has been consistent with a man who is about to get married. Shall we review: they had a bachelorette  weekend and a wedding shower that Darren attended. He has talked about planning a wedding many times. Lea acts like he is engaged. Three is nothing to suggest that he is lying. 

So you tell me. What is the truth here?  I think we all know

Yes we all know the truth: you are a conspiracy theorist who looks for patterns and makes up a ton of shit to fit your trope with no regard to how much you make Darren sound like a complete douche. 

[forzalando]

Wedding Plans ~ Fred Weasley

OH GOD OH GOD I CRIED THE WHOLE TIME I WROTE THIS. thank you to @potter-harryjames for proofreading and telling me what she thought because I was nervous to post this. I hope you all love this as much as I do, it was so cathartic writing this like y’all don’t even know.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Requested: no, I just like to torture myself

Y/N: Your Name

Warnings: sUPER MEGA FRED FLUFF, mentions of d*ath, mild language (i think just h*ll, sh*t, and d*mn)

Word Count: 2.5k

P.S. there are time skips and they are indicated by a break! also please let me know what you think! i love feedback, whether you say something in a reblog, message me, or comment! i love you all :) 

As sweat dripped from your forehead while you worked in the yard, you cursed the season of summer. It was the end of July, and the blistering heat was definitely getting to you.

“Fred, can we please take a break?”

“Bloody hell, yes, I thought you’d never ask.”

“Me? I was waiting for you to ask! I thought you wanted to have everything finished before your Mum came home so she wouldn’t be too upset that you and George ate all of her baking!”

“Well I did, but it’s so damn hot out I don’t even care anymore. I’m so glad we live above the shop and don’t have a yard to deal with.”

“Tell me about it. I can’t believe your brother wanted a summer wedding and now we are stuck making sure the yard looks perfect for his bloody ceremony.”

Fred threw an arm around your shoulders as you walked into the Burrow to grab drinks and relax. He poured you a glass of lemonade, sat down, and then pulled you onto his lap.

“We definitely won’t have a summer wedding. I think May is a nice month, don’t you?”

“I always thought a May wedding would be nice…” you said confusedly as you turned to look at your smiling boyfriend.

“Brilliant, me too, darling. May 2nd sounds perfect to me.”

You had to admit, it was an absolutely perfect day for a wedding, even if you preferred late spring weddings. You had almost torn your hair out due to stress, but everything was worth it when the tent was up and when you saw the looks of pure bliss on Bill and Fleur’s faces when they were finally pronounced husband and wife.

You sat in a chair as the reception began with a dreamy look on your face, when suddenly you were pulled from your seated position and tugged towards the dancefloor.

“I didn’t know you wanted to dance with me, Fred,” you giggled as he swayed back and forth.

“You look absolutely breathtaking, my love, of course I want to dance with you; but first I had to escape the clutches of my relatives.”

“How’s Aunt Muriel? I see she left you a little lipstick stain on your cheek.”

You quickly wiped the bright red stain off of his skin and replaced it with a light pink mark that matched your own lipstick.

“There, that’s better. Now all of Fleur’s Veela cousins will know that you’re taken by me.”

Fred chuckled at your statement and leaned in to leave a quick but passionate kiss upon your lips.

“That was just in case there were any blokes out there who might have thought about asking you to dance.”

A comfortable silence settled over the two of you as you rested your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around his middle.

“Y/N, when we get married, promise me it won’t be this big of a fuss. I just want my brothers, Ginny, your sister, and my Mum and Dad. Is that alright?”

You sighed contentedly and answered him.

“Of course, Fred, whatever you want.”

“Wicked.”

“Y/N? Does your sister still hate George?”

You let out a bark of laughter at his incredulous question.

“No, she doesn’t hate your brother! She used to have a massive crush on him, that’s why she was always so mean to him during school!”

“Oh…how did I not notice that? Does she still like him?”

“Fred, she’s been dating Seamus Finnegan for a year now! I swear I’ve told you that before.”

“Right, sorry, I just thought it would be weird if the best man and maid of honor couldn’t stand each other so I had to check.”

You rolled your eyes at him and mumbled “alright, Fred” before going back to folding laundry.

“Hey love? Peonies are your favorite flower right?” Fred shouted from the kitchen.

You walked in to find him writing a letter home to his parents and you chuckled as he stood with a puzzled look on his face; worried that after almost six years together he couldn’t remember your favorite flower.

“Yes, Freddie, peonies are my favorite, but it’s October, love, they’re not exactly in season. They’re a late spring, very early summer flower.”

“I know but I want Mum to plant a bunch and apparently you’re supposed to plant them in early October.”

“What do you want peonies for, love?”

“I don’t want them, but we’re going to need them sooner or later so I figure Mum might want to make sure she has lots and lots of good ones for our wed…”

“Frederick Weasley, what sort of game do you think you’re playing? Your mother is worried sick about her two youngest children and you want her to plant flowers for me as some romantic gesture?”

“No game, sweetheart, Mum has been gardening and knitting a lot to pass the time since she’s so worried about Ron and Ginny. I was just politely asking her to plant your favorite flower.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, and he gulped.

“Besides, if I was planning a big romantic gesture for you, it would involve fireworks and chocolate and your favorite cake and – “

“Why don’t you just show me a big romantic gesture in the bedroom? Right now?”

“I think I can do that!”

And with that, all talk of peonies and romantic gestures ceased to exist for the time being.

It was Christmastime at the Burrow, but it definitely didn’t feel that way. The atmosphere was far from joyful; Molly spent most of her time in her room so that no one would see her cry, and the fake smile that adorned her face when she came out broke your heart into pieces. You and Fred had spent the past few weeks at his childhood home to help Molly and Arthur during this despondent time while George took care things of the shop.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were off hunting Horcruxes, and Ginny was at Hogwarts being taught by deatheaters and attempting to rally what was left of the DA for when the inevitable culmination of this war came about.

You all feared for their lives, and with no direct communication with your missing loved ones, a heavy blanket of sorrow surrounded each of you at all times.

You sat in front of the fireplace with Fred’s arms wrapped around you tightly.

“Fred,” you mumbled, “what’s going to happen? What if not all of us survive this war?”

“Y/N, your sister is safe, she’s staying with your Mom’s muggle cousin in America. My family…we’re tough, strong, and stubborn. There’s no way any of our family won’t survive.”

Even though Fred’s words calmed you down a bit, you still felt the weight of worry upon your heart. He softly stroked your hair and you felt yourself slowly drifting into slumber, but before you could fall completely asleep, Fred’s voice whispered into the silence.

“Besides, there’s another Weasley wedding on the horizon and no one is going to miss it.”

“I didn’t know Charlie found a girl…” you mumbled as you finally slipped into unconsciousness.

It had been discovered just a few weeks ago that you and the Weasley family were aiding Harry, and you were all forced into hiding, taking refuge at Aunt Muriel’s.

Fred and George spent most of their time focusing on selling their products via mail order, which left you to your own devices.

For whatever reason, Aunt Muriel had a record player, and your prized muggle record collection had been packed into your things when you moved into her house.

The sound of Elvis Presley’s voice singing “Can’t Help Falling in Love” filled the small room you were sitting in, and your eyes closed as you swayed to the music.

Fred had left George to find you, knowing that you were the source of the music that was echoing throughout the home. He took you into his arms and danced with you the same way he had at Bill and Fleur’s wedding.

A tear trickled down your cheek and Fred, observant as ever, noticed you were crying before you had a chance to quickly wipe the tear away.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“I just…I always pictured myself dancing to this song at my wedding, but now I’m not so sure I’ll even live long enough to get married.”

“Don’t talk like that, Y/N, you’ll live through this war. We both will. And we’ll dance to this song at our wedding, and any other song you want to dance to.”

“You talk an awful lot about our wedding, Freddie.”

“It’s not talking, it’s planning.”

The two of you spent the next hour dancing around the room; long after the song had ended and silence filled the air.

You saw the blast knock his body tens of feet away from where he had been standing. The ringing in your ears causing you to lose focus of the situation at hand for a few moments.

Once you could see straight, you started to search among the rubble, searching for a familiar flash of red.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed your ankle. You whipped around to see Fred Weasley laying on the ground with his infamous smile plastered on his dirt covered face.

“Fred!” You cried as you helped him off the ground.

“Fred Weasley, you absolute moron, I thought I lost you. Don’t you ever scare me like that again or I swear to Merlin I’ll never let you leave the house for the rest of your life!”

You let him pull you into his chest and your tears soaked his jacket, but neither of you cared.

“It’s May 2nd, Y/N, I can’t die on May 2nd! That’s going to be the date of our wedding!”

“Shut up and kiss me Fred,” you mumbled into his shirt, paying no attention to what he was saying due to the fact that you were still in shock from seeing his body flung through the air.

“Oi,” George called from nearby, “there’s a bloody war going on, there will be time for snogging later!”

With one last kiss to your mouth, you and Fred took off running, throwing curses and hexes at anyone that dared to threaten your friends or family.

The entire Weasley family was at the Burrow; it was a bittersweet reunion. Although you were all overjoyed that everyone in the family had survived, you also mourned the loss of all the friends you had lost in the brutal war.

You especially were grieving the loss of Remus Lupin, who had become a father figure in your life ever since your parents passed away during your fifth year at Hogwarts. You excused yourself from the living room and trudged up to Fred’s old room. His belongings had been brought there from Aunt Muriel’s, and the two of you had yet to return to the apartment above the shop.

Your eyes landed on a particularly curious looking booklet sitting atop his trunk. In Fred’s unmistakable scribble, you read the words “wedding plans” on the cover, and your curiosity got the better of you when you decided to look inside.

The first page was dated July 29th, 1997, and on it he had written, “Date of Ceremony: May 2nd. Y/N and I agree that a late spring wedding would be absolutely beautiful.”

You flipped to the next page, dated August 1st, 1997, and saw that he had written down the conversation you had about wanting a small wedding while you danced at Bill and Fleur’s reception. Each page had something new written on it; the fact that you wanted peonies for your bouquet, “Can’t Help Falling in Love” as your first dance song, and so many other small pieces of information Fred had coaxed out of you since last summer.

Suddenly, you heard Fred’s voice call out from the doorway.

“What are you reading, love?”

You turned around, booklet in hand, with tears streaming down your face.

“Fred…I…I didn’t know that you’ve been serious this whole time.”

“Well I told you that it wasn’t talk, I was planning everything out. It’s been what’s kept me going this past year, you know, the thought of everything in that booklet becoming real.”

“Oh Fred,” you cried as you ran towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You never said anything along the lines of ‘I don’t want to marry you’ so I figured we were on the same page. Besides, you always said you didn’t want a fancy proposal.”

“I did say that, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want one at all! You never asked me, how was I supposed to know you were serious?”

“Because I’ve always been serious about you, Y/N. You are the one thing in my life that I’ve ever been serious about and sure of. You’ve always been a bit oblivious though, so I suppose I should do this properly.”

He stepped past you and rummaged through his trunk before pulling out a small, black box. He kneeled in front of you and took your hand before smirking devilishly at you.

“I was only joking, you know, I had always planned to properly propose. But I knew if I did while there was a war going on you might have hexed my nose off, so I’ve been saving this for almost a year now.”

Tears were swimming in both of your eyes, and before Fred could ask, you gave him an answer.

“Yes. I want to marry you, I will marry you, on May 2nd of next year. It’ll be just us and our families. We’ll have loads of peonies and dance to Elvis Presley. I want to be Mrs. Fred Weasley.”

“Are you serious, love, I had a whole speech planned and everything, can’t I just say some of it?”

“Nothing will top me finding that notebook sitting on top of your trunk, but if you want to try…”

“You know what, you’re right, this turned out way better than I planned. It was romantic, you’re crying, the ring looks – oh bloody hell, I haven’t even put the ring on you yet.”

He fumbled with the box and slid the ring onto your finger. It was simple, elegant, and absolutely perfect.

Fred stood up in front of you and brought a hand to your cheek, swiping the pad of his thumb to catch the falling tears.

“We’re getting married,” he whispered as a tear of his own slid down his face.

“Yes, Freddie, we’re getting married.”

[fredrweasley]

Luck — Fred Weasley Fiction

Wow! I actually WROTE something?? Sorry if it sucks hah. It’s actually based on a true story and if you’d like to hear it, i love telling it, even though it’s a bit tragic lol. Hope you like it(-:

PS: I might turn this into some sort of series? Maybe a few more parts? I’m not sure! Maybe if it’s popular I will!

July 1994, Paris, France

She had put on her favorite dress but she didn’t yet know why. She just felt like she should. She also spent extra time on her hair and minimal makeup for no reason at all, it seemed. She felt something different in the air when she walked through the doors of the hall.

“You’ve got to ask him tonight, it’s your last chance.”

“No way in hell will I ever be doing that, Cas.”

“You’ll never see him again! What’s there to lose?” Her friend sang, “look there he is!”

“Shhhh! Don’t point. I see him. Oh man is he cute.” The girl swooned.

“Would you like to dance?” They twirled around to find a boy offering his arm to Cassidy.

“If you don’t ask him, someone else will.” She said, leaving with the stranger.

The girl sighed and sat down on the benches lining the dimly lit dance floor. This was her favorite spot in all of Paris. She loved coming here each week to watch all the couples dance to real, live jazz! She’d been watching the boy for almost a month now, dreaming of him coming over to talk to her or ask her to dance. It was east coast swing, her favorite. The summer was ending and soon enough she’d have to go back to school and likely not come back for a long time. She sulked on the bench, daydreaming about how she wished her night was going when someone tapped her on the shoulder.

“Would you like to dance?”

She looked up and almost choked. She couldn’t hold back the grin that was now stretching ear to ear.

“I’d love to.”

He dragged her onto the dance floor and put his hand on her waist. The pair of them moved together slowly and gracefully.

“I’m Fred, what’s your name?”

“English!” She blurted out. She felt her cheeks blushing before she could even comprehend what had happened.

“Your name is ‘English’?” He asked, looking genuinely concerned.

“Oh my gosh no, I’m so sorry. My name is Annette, you can just call me Anna. If you want. Annette is fine too. It’s just kind of a mouthful, if you know what I mean. I mean, um. I’m so sorry.”

He was laughing hard now and other couples were starting to stare.

“I was expecting you to be French! That’s why I said English. I don’t know why I didn’t realize before when you asked me to dance. I have no idea what’s wrong with me. Oh my gosh but I’m not like… insane. Nothing is medically wrong with me. Except I have bad vision I guess.”

She couldn’t stop talking but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it.

“I like you, Anna. Or English. Which do you prefer?” He winked. She blushed. Her stomach was jumping up and down so high she could feel it in her throat. As they danced, all she could see was him and all she could hear was the band playing ‘La Vie En Rose’ and all she could feel was enchanted and charmed. It was as if the world around her didn’t exist.

They talked and laughed and danced the rest of the night away. He was from Devon and was on holiday with his family. He said he liked her American accent and she almost died. She explained that she too was on holiday but was visiting some family in Paris. They couldn’t stop talking and when the band finally played their last song, she still didn’t want to stop dancing.

“Do you live nearby? I’ll walk you home,” Fred said, walking towards the doors.

“Yeah, that would be nice.”

They walked through the cold air, talking about anything and everything. He told her about his favorite songs and the way his brothers pull pranks on each other. She could not stop laughing at his insane stories.

“This is me.” She said when they arrived all too soon at her doorstep.

“Right. I’m never going to see you again, am I?” He smiled kindly but his eyes said different.

“Probably not,” She winked.

“So it won’t matter if I do this?”

He kissed her and again the world around her melted. Their hands found cheeks and hair and they embraced each other for what felt like eternity. They pulled away and kissed a few more times, smiling yet heartbroken. How could they have found each other on such a wonderful night only to never be able to see each other again?

“I like you quite a bit,” he said, unable to look away.

“Me too, I think. I haven’t known you that long.”

He laughed,

“Goodbye, Annette.”

“Au revoir, Fred.”

He smiled one last time and left with a heavy heart.

-

August, 1994, Devon, England

The house was very tall and very beat up. She could hear all sorts of sounds coming from inside. She hesitated before knocking but when she did, the door flew open immediately. The woman was short and stout and squealing with joy.

“You made it! Are you hungry? Tired? Too hot? Give me that bag, I’ll get you a snack. I’m so happy you’re here.”

She asked her a million more questions before she could even get through the door.

“Molly leave the girl alone, I’m sure she’s exhausted. That was quite the journey. Do you remember us at all? You were just a wee one when we saw you last, I don’t even think you know Ron or Ginny!”

She faintly remembered the pair of them, from pictures and stories.

“Yes, I remember you from pictures and such. My mom talks about how much she wants to see you all again at least once a week.” They all chuckled.

“Well don’t worry if you forget a name, Merlin knows I can’t remember how many children I’ve got. To jog your memory, I’m Arthur, my wife is Molly. Our oldest is Bill and then Charlie, Percy is third… who am I forgetting?”

“The twins, Arthur! Fred and George! Ron and Ginny! How did you forget four of your children? Merlin save us.”

Before he could respond, three kids about her age ran through the kitchen and were about to sprint up the stairs but Molly called them back.

“Ron! Introduce your friends to Annette. She’s also staying with us until September.”

“Mum! We don’t have enough rooms for all these people!”

“Sorry about him and his so called manners, I’m Hermione.” The girl shook Annette’s hand,

“Those nitwits are Harry and Ron.” She followed the other two up the flight of creaky stairs, leaving Annette in the kitchen again.

“You’ll stay with her and Ginny, why don’t you go up with your things. It’s the second story, door on the left.”

She walked up the creaky stairs. This had to be the most interesting house she’d ever been in. She reached the second floor and found three doors, two on the left. She wasn’t sure which one to choose so she knocked on the first. Ginny Weasley did not open it.

The two of them were speechless for a minute before finally he said,

“Anna?”

“Fred!”

She dropped her bag and wrapped her arms tight around his neck.

“What are you doing here?” He asks, pulling away, a grin stretching across his face from ear to ear.

“I’m staying here! Our families are good friends and I’m moving to Hogwarts this year so I’m staying with you all!”

He kissed her about a million times before pulling her into the room.

“God I’ve got so much to talk to you about. I cannot believe this is happening.”

“Hi there. George. I’ll leave you two alone. Merlin knows the stories I’ve heard. He has a surprising amount of material despite it being what? Four hours you spent together?”

“Six. And thank you, goodbye.”

George left the two of them sitting on Fred’s bed.

“I am not letting you out of my sight ever again, just so you know.”

“I think that might turn into a problem but I’ll let it slide for now.”

“My god” he said, leaning into kiss her. “I just cannot believe my luck.”

[dreamingsushi]

Dance of the phoenix - Episode 13

So you would think tencent would be the first one to air episodes on youtube, but no. They are coming out on Viki first. One thing I don’t like about Viki for Chinese dramas is that I can’t watch them with the Chinese subtitles. I guess you can’t watch any show really with the original subtitles which is a shame when it comes to Chinese mostly because any Chinese person would watch TV shows with subtitles: they are needed. Also just for learning purposes. I improved my Chinese a lot just by watching shows. When I come across a new word, I pause the video and write it down to study it later. I started doing this with songs and dramas and TV shows when I got more comfortable. I think that’s a good learning oportunity. Anyways. I’m too much looking forward episode 13 to not watch it even though there are no Chinese subtitles on Viki. So here we go.

Last episode, Feng Wu decided to climb up the Peerless Tower and managed to reach the last floor and trial. However this is going to be a hard one. I hope she succeeds.

She won’t give up, so the last boss of the tower orders to kill her to his undermen. But then the shadow assassin saves her. Okay this review might be less complete than usual, I never realized I rely that much on the subtitles. Anyways. The big boss talks about the shadow assassin daughter, seems like he’s trying to threaten him and they engage into a fight. Then Jun Linyuan also comes into the fight. As he’s about to get killed, the boss doesn’t have a choice but to free Feng Wu.

Yu Ming ye goes to report to his father and asks him why he came to the capital. He has a mission for him, but of course they won’t let us know right away like that.

Feng Wu and Jun Linyuan are so cute together. He says he came because he happened to be there. Then he asks her if she faced such a big danger only to gain more spiritual power and she says of course not, she did it for her friend. But I smell a little lie here. I think she dit it for both reasons. She says she forgives him for their last fight and the shadow assassin brings her the prize for getting through all the trials of the Peerless Tower. Feng Wu then tries to give the assassin the flower, because his daughter needs it too, maybe more. But then he says she’s already gone. They finally get out and Feng Wu hands the flower to Zhaoge and everyone is happy.

Yu Mingye tries to get in to the Yan mansion, but he’s stopped by elder Fang.

Awwww. Feng Wu is so adorable. Once Zhaoge ate the medicine, she goes out to meet with Jun Linyuan and she grabs his sleeve and just too cute! I just can’t. My heart is melting. She says she’s sorry, that she knows he only meant for her to improve, but she’s worried about the obstacles that could be on their way later and he says he doesn’t care about that, he only cares about her and she wonders if he’ll treat her as well when he knows she’s not Feng Wu. Poor baby girl. I hope she gets her memories back. He loves you, he liked you as Feng Xiaowu too. They hug each other and Yu Mingye sees them and I am so sad for him, my poor baby. He goes out to drown his pain in alcohol and bumps into Zuo Qingluan whichi is quite surprising. So they drink together. And the elder is really worried Yu Mingye and his wounds when he comes back.

So Zhaoge is skinny again. I thought she still would have to go through a weight loos journey, but no. She’s already back to normal. She’s so happy that she cries. While Zhaoge shows Qiu Ling how pretty she became (can we all agree that she was still damn cute with a few more pounds? Yes? Thank you). I see my baby Yu Mingye coming in from the roof. And even Feng Liu comes here, she wants to get into Feng Wu’s room. What does she want again? Such an annoying girl. She has guards with her. Yu Mingye scares Feng Wu but won’t let her scream. Qiu Ling tries to stop Feng Liu from coming in, but she still does, they say they saw a dark figure get in. Feng Liu wants to search Feng Wu’s room, but Feng Wu scares her away with her powers. When they are alone, Yu Mingye comes out and offers to teach a lesson to Feng Liu. Feng Wu tells him to come through the main door next time and he asks her if she’s not worried people would misunderstand. She gives him the book and he says he’ll accept it’s as a birthday gift. So she asks him if it’s his birthday and he says it is. Then he asks her if she will spend all of his birthdays together with him and she gets uneasy. Poor baby TT I love my yu Mingye so much... I hope they don’t ruin him.

As soon as Yu Mingye leaves, she’s summoned inside the ring by the colorful phoenix. He tells her that the next step to wake up her master is to get the starshards. He says she should follow the trace with Yu Mingye, because he could sens he touched it recently.

OMG. I JUST realized. Feng Xun’s actor... IT’S PRINCESS LAN JINGYI! I knew when I was making my tags that I already wrote that name somewhere. Omg. Now I love him even more hahaha. I have been crushing hard on him since episode 1. Well ever since episode 2 because he’s not in episode 1. Now that I’m done about this, back to the story. Okay. One last thing. OMGGGGGGG! I’m always so happy to see again actors I liked in a drama I liked. Back to the story, for real.

So elder Fang guessed the intruder must have been Yu Mingye and he didn’t want to mention anything about it before consulting Jun Linyuan. Apparently he was after the water sky vase which belongs to the spiritual master Yan. But there seems to be nothing too special about the vase. Even though he likes art, it would be surprising for Yu Mingye to risk his life for a vase. So Jun Linyuan reveals he wants that for Wu Youdao. And who is Youdao?

So Wu Youdao is known also as the ageless child and is close friend someone who is named Ning Shi En. I don’t know who that is. Oh okay they want to give him the vase because he has been looking for it for a long time. Ning Shi En is from the Junwu Academy. Wu Youdao was never part of any sect. He has traveled for the past ten years but the Junwu Academy hired him as supervisor. They want to take that opportunity to learn how he improved his cultivation base so they can gro stronger. Not a stupid plan. Now I guess the was is what Feng Wu need.

Feng Xun loses Yu Mingye while he’s tailing him and bumps into Feng Wu was also following him. Feng Xun tells Deng Wu to leave but she manages to make him spill the tea. Hehehe! Dear Feng Wu. Poor Feng Xun.

Yan guy is hosting a party for the birht of his son. How much do you bet Feng Wu and Yu Mingye will bump into each other trying to steal the vase? Yep they do. Meanwhile Jun Linyuan is meeting with Yan dude and his wife. Feng Wu and Yu Mingye decide to work together. Then a fire gets in the garden. As soon as Jun Linyuan hears about it he gets suspicious. So Feng Wu and Yu Mingye are about to get caught. But they are not. There’s a secret room where it’s hidden and they got in just in time. Jun Linyuan notices that the was is fake and when he checks the secret door master Yan realizes someone went inside. At that same time, Jun Linyuan finds Feng Wu’s pouch and he hides it. Oh no. I’m not confident about what is going to happen.  Master Yan calls for his servant to catch the thief. But Jun Linyuan asks if there is another exit in the secret room. Gets the indications to open it and convinces the guy not to send in everyone and let him go alone first since they don’t know yet the motives of the thief.

And there’s the end of episode 13. Damn. Cliffhanger much and two episodes in a row. I can’t believe this. It’s too late to keep watching and no subtitles is really a pain for me, I concentrate extra heard and go back over the same scene to make sure I understood and it’s tiring. I won’t do it anymore.

[florencetheflowerfairy]

“Hitoribotchi no Seesaw” Line by Line Analysis

Another Sorato analysis for the lovely @skuag.

Léelo en español aquí.

I love the Digimon Adventure character songs. I bought all the CDs and I’m always listening to them in my car! But Yamato’s songs are particularly special to me, since he is the musician, and I readily accept that these are songs he wrote himself. I think it’s fun to imagine what his thought process was. And “Hitoribotchi no Seesaw” is special because it is the love song he wrote for Sora.

I will be using Megchan’s translation of the lyrics, which you can read in full here.

You can listen to the song on Youtube here.

I mention a few other songs; the translations I use are all from Megchan’s website.

Let’s go! This song is awesome! :’D

Yamato’s mindset as he composes his love song for Sora

Yamato wrote this song about the feeling of longing. The way Adventure portrays the feeling of longing is something I really like about the Sorato story. Even though they are the bearers of love and friendship, Sora and Yamato are solitary souls who long for love and friendship. This is most obvious in how they both long for the love of their parents. We also see it in their relationships with Taichi and Takeru, the two people they care most about before coming to the Digital World. Taichi is Sora’s best friend and she is incredibly loyal to him, but she also keeps secrets from him. For example, she never confided in him about her difficult relationship with her mother. Meanwhile, Yamato works so hard to be a good older brother to Takeru, but he also has a terrible fear of losing Takeru’s affection. They both worry about their true selves not being good enough for their loved ones, and they long for somebody who understands that feeling.

Yamato tried to capture that feeling of longing in this song.

I think it is possible that Yamato wrote this song after Sora confessed her feelings, but the theme of this song is about his feelings beforehand.

The rest of this essay is just me fangirling over each line in the lyrics.

Hitoribotchi no Seesaw

(Alone on the Seesaw)

In the first stanza, he describes the setting.

I'll walk down

My first observation—which isn’t very romantic—is that Yamato sure writes a lot of songs about walking!

There’s “Walk on the Edge,” which has this in the chorus:

I'll even walk the edge of a knife

There’s “Negai Kanaeru Kagi” (The Key to Making Wishes Come True) which also starts with walking:

We were each walking down our own roads when we met

There’s also “Tobira Door,” which has lines like this:

Oh keep on running, keep on running

And there’s also the song “Which” from Tri, which has lines in English about walking:

Just going my way, step by step

What’s my point? Well, I do think it’s a little funny. But I also think it’s interesting that Yamato writes so many songs about “walking through life.” It’s just a metaphor that he likes to use. And I think it’s appropriate since he took a long journey by foot in the Digital World as a child.

Returning to “Hitoribotchi no Seesaw.”

The winter footpath

I LOVE THIS LINE BECAUSE IT SHOWS THE CONNECTION TO SORA!

Because Sora confesses her feelings in winter! On Christmas Eve! So this line clues us into how both Sora and Yamato were falling in love during the winter of 2002. I think this line is a clear reference to that romantic moment in the show.

With no direction in mind

And so we arrive at the end of the stanza and we have the setting. Yamato is walking by himself and feeling thoughtful. He doesn’t have a destination. He feels too unsure of himself to have a destination yet.

In other words, it is the beginning of the song and Yamato feels too timid to approach Sora as a destination.

In the second stanza, Yamato describes his feelings.

The blue sky is cold.

Beyond describing the winter setting, he also says how it makes him feel: cold and vulnerable.

I like that he mentions blue, because it’s his color. :) (And Marin Ishida pointed out to me that Sora wore a sky-blue coat when she confessed her feelings to him!)

The romaji of this line is:

Tsumetai aozora

I don’t know any Japanese. I only mention this because I know that “Sora” means “sky” (though it’s pronounced like “zora” here). In any case, it sounds like Yamato is saying Sora’s name!

My hands are shoved in my pockets

He continues to describe how cold he feels by showing his actions.

But in all seriousness, I love this line because Yamato ALWAYS has his hands in his pockets, whatever the weather. Just google his name and you’ll see that’s how the artists draw him! It’s body language that shows how he wants to appear “cool,” but he’s really just awkward.

A stone rolls in my heart

This is the saddest line yet, but it is a perfect description of loneliness, isn’t it? Yamato carries a heavy weight in his heart, similar to how he carried a darkness in his heart throughout the entirety of Adventure. Even when walking by himself, this heavy stone keeps him company. And we know that Sora also understands this feeling of carrying a stone in her heart, because she also was in the Dark Cave.

In the third stanza, Yamato describes Sora.

Your kindness

Is so straight-forward

Of course, Sora is a very kind person. She becomes the “big sister” of the group and actively shows kindness and a smile to everyone. Yamato appreciates all the hard work she does.

However, I also believe this line is ironic, because Sora isn’t always “straight-forward” with her kindness. Remember in the Picodevimon arc when she helped the group in secret?

Still, it is clear to everyone that Sora is a good-hearted person. Yamato especially appreciates the warmth she shows to him and Takeru.

It's a bit painful

I love this line because it is so awkward but so honest. “You are so good to me that it hurts and I don’t know how to react.” What a line to put in a love song!

The best example I can think of this dynamic between Sora and Yamato is actually a scene from the Adventure PSP game when the characters are spending their first night in the Digital World. (The night they find the trolley and Gabumon evolves to Garurumon.) In the scene, Yamato has the option to speak to multiple characters, and Sora is the only person who asks Yamato about his own interests, because she is kind and wants him to feel included. (Specifically, she asks him if he learned how to cook at home, since he knew how to cook fish.) Yamato feels awkward and doesn’t know how to respond, but he has the option to confide in her about his difficult family situation. (That he cooks meals by himself because his mother doesn’t live with him.) In response, Sora’s shoulders slump and she expresses her sympathy. The conversation is “a bit painful,” but it also brings them closer together.

And so, we see in the lyrics that Yamato views Sora as a kind person who makes him feel happiness and pain. The feeling of being in love!

In the fourth stanza, Yamato describes how difficult it is for him to confess his feelings to Sora.

I can't be honest

I don't have the right

To handle this with honesty

Unlike Jou with his crest of honesty, Yamato has difficulties expressing himself. He laments his personal struggle with this. He is accustomed to hiding his emotions because he wants to be a mature person. He likely doesn’t want to bother his father by complaining.

Yamato has also struggled with self-esteem, and he doesn’t know if he “has the right” to love and friendship.

It’s important that Yamato admits his struggles to himself before he can continue.

At last we arrive at the chorus!

Alone on the seesaw

Everyone waits for someone to come

Yamato introduces his metaphor of a seesaw. I like the metaphor because these characters are young, and Sora and Yamato met each other during elementary school.

Yamato describes the feeling of longing, of wanting a friend on the playground, or perhaps a soulmate who will bring balance into one’s life. “Everyone waits” for this “someone.”

I'm no different

Even though Yamato wears a mask, he has feelings too! He wants to find love just like everyone in the world wants love. But he describes his desire for love in a self-deprecating manner.

But I always sat

Facing the opposite direction

Can you imagine young Yamato sitting alone on the seesaw on the playground and nobody will sit with him? :(

But Yamato blames himself. He sits facing the opposite direction. He hides his emotions. Why would anyone want to sit with him?

In the next stanza, Yamato continues to describe how difficult it is to talk to people in general. He is too shy.

I was never

Able to say

Just what I was thinking

But in the following stanza, Yamato changes his attitude!

But now I've decided

To force myself to try

I don't care if you laugh at me

Yamato worries a lot about other people’s opinions of him. He doesn’t like if they laugh at him. He prefers to be considered cool and mature, even if this means it is difficult for him to make friends.

But now Yamato wants to change because the situation is too important. He cares too much about Sora. He loves her and doesn’t want to lose her. So he says that he will open his heart and be more honest.

This attitude contrasts dramatically with Yamato’s message from his season 1 character song “Walk on the Edge,” which has lines like these:

I'm all right on my own

I'll even walk the edge of a knife

And these:

So just be cool

And don't lose to yourself

Because, obviously, Yamato still had to go through his character development in season 1.

But the message of  “Hitoribotchi no Seesaw” is similar to “Negai Kanaeru Kagi,” which is his season 2 character song, and also happens to be my FAVORITE of all the character songs in Digimon. (Because it’s such a joyful song!) Its lines show how far Yamato has grown in 02.

If you don't use the weapons you have now, what use are they!?

Why not let loose a bit?

And these lines:

What use is a great trump card if you never use it!?

Why not be uncool?

He grows so much! My son! :’) He learns to break down his walls and open up!

Returning to “Hitoribotchi no Seesaw”. This is the part where he returns to his chorus about the seesaw, but this time he isn’t alone.

Alone on the seesaw

I waited, pretending not to be lonely

He pretends, but we all know the truth.

If you sit with me

Our feelings will balance

And I think I'll be able to smile

Lovely image, no?

Yamato feels heavy and alone on the seesaw. He carries a heavy stone in his heart. But if Sora sits on the other side of the seesaw, then together they will feel lighter. The stones in their hearts will leave forever. And Yamato will be able to smile. And Sora will too.

At last, we reach the final chorus.

Alone on the seesaw

Everyone waits for someone to come

This longing to see you

Spread out in my heart

Like the blue sky in winter

Yamato describes the feeling of longing again. He mentions his heart and the blue winter sky, like he did at the beginning of the song. We’ve come full circle. But he no longer describes them in a sad way. I like how his longing “spread out” like the wings of a bird. And I believe he is making his metaphor clear that Sora is the sky. We hear his voice sing “zora” again. The sky is grand and beautiful and it fills up his heart.

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Visual Kei is a term used to indicate a Japanese music and clothing style with varying levels of make-up, elaborate hair styles and flamboyant costumes. Bands well known to be Visual Kei are L’arc-an-ciel, Dir en grey, The Gazette, Alice Nine, D’espairsRay and Girugamesh among others. We have recently noticed that there have been newer bands emerging who aren’t from Japan but Korea but do really well in the Visual Kei scene in Japan, one of them is Madman Esprit (toured Europe recently) and another still very much unknown band named VOID, they have released their first album Neo Decadence last year and are touring South Korea, Taiwan and Japan.

VOID has adopted the 2010 Visual kei style and recently released their first album “NEO DECADENCE” but are already working on their next single. We got in contact with them and had the chance to conduct an interview, So lets get to that and have VOID introduce themselves.

Q1: Not many people in Europe know VOID yet, Could you introduce yourself? A1: Hello, nice European fans, it is good to meet you! We are the Korean Visual Kei / New Wave Band, VOID. We debuted in 2018 and released our first EP. In 2018 we also toured in Japan, Taiwan, in Korea, and performed again in Japan in March 2019. In the last year we have been working pretty hard (lol) and will release our next single in the summer of 2019. Our members are TOA (vocalist), Robyn (Guitarist), Bi Su Hyun (Bassist), and Shin (drummer).

유럽의 멋쟁이들, 다들 반갑다! 우리는 한국 비주얼록/뉴웨이브 밴드 보이드야. 우리는 2018년에 데뷔했고 첫번째 EP를 발매했어. 그리고 아마 2019년 여름에 새 싱글이 나올 것 같다. 2018년에는 일본, 대만, 한국에서 아시아투어를 했어. 우리 1년동안 좀 빡세게 산 거 같다(ㅋㅋ). 우리는 2019년 3월에 시부야에서 공연을 한번 가졌고 지금은 싱글 작업에 매진하고 있어. 멤버? 다음과 같아 : 보컬 토아 / 기타 로빈 / 베이스 비수현 / 드럼 신

Q2: How did you start playing music? A2: We have all been in bands for over ten years – just not the same bands! TOA and Robyn have been in visual kei bands. Bi Su Hyun was in an alternative rock band and also enjoyed visual kei. Shin played drums in jazz and pop bands but was close friends of the other VOID members. Due to this and also being a reliable drummer, Shin was chosen to join VOID as an official member in 2019.

우리 다들 거의 10년정도 활동 한 거 같아. 물론 다들 다른 밴드에 속해있었지. 토아랑 로빈은 옛날부터 한국 비주얼계에서 활동했어. 비수현은 얼터너티브 록밴드를 했지. 물론, 그때도 비주얼계를 좋아했지만. 신은 재즈밴드나 팝밴드에서 활동했지만 나머지 멤버들과 아주 친했어. 그리고 아주 믿음직한 드러머였지. 그래서 그는 보이드의 멤버가 됐어.

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Q3: How did you come up with the name VOID? A3: The name was decided by Robyn. The earliest two members, TOA and Robyn, were feeling a great deal of futility. “Let’s fill in the void with meaningful things.” Robyn first brought up the team name, and that is why we became VOID. After that, the other members joined… and we began to have fans, also. The void began to fill, just like the band’s name.

이걸 처음 정한건 로빈이야. 그 당시에, 초창기 멤버인 토아랑 로빈은 엄청난 허무함을 겪고 있었거든. “공허에서부터 유의미한 것들을 채워나가자.” 로빈이 처음으로 팀이름에 관해서 이야기를 꺼냈지. 그게 우리가 보이드가 된 이유야. 그 후에 멤버들이 들어오고, 팬이 생기고… 팀 이름처럼 공허에서부터 채워지기 시작했지.

Q4: VOID is from South Korea but you’re inspired by Japanese Visual kei, Can you tell us why? A4: This is a question that needs a little bit of a complicated explanation. First, you need to know that for us, visual kei is not just “Japanese culture”, but rather “cultural shock”. When all of the members were younger, Japanese products and culture were banned in South Korea – there was no legal way to enjoy anything from Japan. In the members’ early teenage years, South Korea began to allow the import of Japanese music, anime, games, and other culture – and visual kei was officially imported. For us, Visual Kei was a culture shock like David Bowie or Queen. Why? Because we had never seen such a thing before! So it is not enough to say that we were influenced by Japanese culture. We were influenced and completely shocked in our adolescence by this culture.

이건 조금 복잡한 설명이 필요한데. 우선, 너희들이 알아뒀으면 하는 게 있어. 우리에게 비주얼계는 단순히 일본 문화가 아니라 ‘문화충격’이었다는 거야. 왜냐하면 우리가 사��기를 겪기 전에는, 한국에서 일본문화를 소비하는 것이 불법이었어. 하지만 우리가 사춘기를 거칠 때, 한국에서 일본문화가 개방되었지. 그때 비주얼계도 정식으로 한국에 수입되었어. 우리에게, 이 비주얼계는 데이빗 보위나 퀸 같은 완벽한 컬처쇼크였어. 왜? 왜냐면 그 전에는 본 적이 아예

없으니까! 그래서 우리가 일본문화에 영향을 받았다는 건 충분한 표현이 아니야. 우리는 우리의 청소년기에 충격 받은 문화들에 영향을 받은거지.

Q5: In a country with so much KPOP, how did you come in contact with Visual Kei? A5: All of the members’ personalities are crooked (LOL). We don’t want to do anything that is easy. Of course, we are also not good at dancing. Korea is a country where trends change very quickly. We want to be craftsmen who keep doing one thing and honing their skill in this sort of place. That is why we do visual kei.

그건 멤버들 성격이 다 삐뚤어져서 그래(ㅋㅋ). 우리는 쉬운 건 별로 하고 싶지가 않거든. 물론 우리는 춤도 잘 못추고. 한국은 트렌드가 매우 빨리 변하는 나라야. 우리는 그런 나라에서 한가지 것을 오랫동안 하는 장인이 되고 싶어. 그게 우리가 비주얼계를 하는 이유야.

Q6: Who inspires you? A6: TOA : People who I have met in the past Robyn : Weather and emotions (not people) Bi Su Hyun : ME Shin: Amateurs playing and everything in the world.

토아 : 과거에 만났던 사람들 로빈 : 날씨나 감정 비수현 : 나 신 : 아마추어들의 연주, 그리고 세상의 모든 것들

Q7: Who are you favorite artists? A7: TOA : TAKUI, MUCC Robyn : L’Arc~en~ciel, ONE OK ROCK, Alan Olav Walker Bi Su Hyun : HIDE, Martin Adam Friedman, Polyphia Shin : Nickelback, my first story, anika nilles, Benny greb

    Q8: You released your first EP, can you introduce it to our readers? A8: The name of the album is “Neo Decadence”. We did it ourselves. Writing, composing, producing… We’re a little queasy and embarassed now that I think about it again(joke). Before this album, we thought we should do the right thing when we do Visual Kei. This is the album that got us to the limit. CD JOURNAL also reviewed this album as a flawless Visual Kei release. In AMAZON JAPAN, this album was temporarily out of stock. We think it’s a good album. It’s an album worth listening to once.

이 앨범의 이름은 <Neo Decadence>야. 우리는 스스로 다 해냈지. 작사, 작곡, 프로듀싱. 다시 생각하니까 조금 토나온다(농담이야). 이 앨범 전에는, 우리는 비주얼계를 좀 적당히 하자고 생각했거든. 이건 우리를 극한까지 끌어올린 앨범이야. CD JOURNAL에서는 흠잡을 데 없는 비주얼계라고 리뷰해줬지. 아마존 재팬에서는 일시 품절 되기도 했고. 우리 생각에 좋은 앨범이야. 한번쯤은 들을만한 가치가 있는 앨범이지.

Q9: What is your favorite memory so far about being an artist? A9: TOA : When I saw a fan memorizing all the lyrics I wrote. Robyn : When the new song was released. Bi Su Hyun : Every moment when I’m a member of VOID. Shin : Every moment we prepare for the performance, agonize over it, and meet each other’s opinions. And the results and performances of it.

토아 : 내가 쓴 가사를 외우고 있는 팬을 만날 때 로빈 : 신곡이 나올 때

비수현 : 보이드를 하는 모든 순간 신 : 우리가 협의하고 결과물을 향해 나아가는 모든 순간, 그리고 그 결과물들.

Q10: What does VOID hope for in the future? A10 : TOA : THE LEGEND. Robyn : The band that counts down from 7 days before the release of a new song in Times Square in the U.S. Bi Su Hyun : TOKYO DOME ARTIST. Shin : The team that will lead Korean rock.

토아 : 전설 로빈 : 신곡이 릴리즈 되면 타임스퀘어에서 7일 전부터 카운트다운 하는 밴드 비수현 : 도쿄돔 아티스트 신 : 한국록을 이끌어가는 팀

Q11: Going to your live show, what can people expect? A11: Well, it’s a performance, too. We think the good thing about Visual Kei is that we’re not bound by a single piece of music. So we can play various kinds of music, too. And we’re usually kind(lol). That’s one of the good things.

음, 역시 퍼포먼스겠지. 그리고 우리가 생각하는 비주얼계의 좋은 점은 하나의 음악에 구속되지 않는다는 거야. 그래서 우리는 다양한 음악을 연주할 수 있어. 그리고 우리는 대체로 친절해(ㅋㅋ). 이것도 좋은 점 중 하나겠지.

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Q12: You’re recording a new single, can you tell us about it? A12: Fast beat, strong sound. It’s just VOID. Come to think of it, it’;s also the first time all four of us have participated. Until then, the members weren’t completely decided. You can count on it.

빠른 비트, 강한 사운드. 보이드 그 자체지. 돌이켜보면, 멤버 모두가 참가한 건 처음이로군. 그 전까지는 멤버가 좀 불안한 면이 있었어. 기대해도 좋아.

Q13: If our readers are interested in finding your music, where can they find it online? How can they buy your first EP? A13: You can buy our first EP yourself from Amazon Japan or CD JAPAN. Oh, I don’t know if you guys know, but Spotify also has our music.

아마존재팬이나 CD 재팬에서 우리 앨범을 구매할 수 있어. 너희가 아는지는 모르겠는데, 스포티파이에도 우리 음악이 있어.

Q14: Is there anything you want to tell our readers? A14: I hope you guys know us a lot through this interview. Please support us a lot. Thank you!

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Website: http://bandvoid.com/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/bandVoid Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/band_void/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0FEulQsL_ED8nsllS8LBDA Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7u66MmKK9VyodZrXHElNbN

  Thank you VOID for taking the time to answer our questions, hope to see you soon!

We've been dipping our toes into various South Korean rock artists and came across the Visual Kei inspired band @bandvoid they took their time to answer some of our questions (also in Korean) Read it here #loveit #void #southkorea Visual Kei is a term used to indicate a Japanese music and clothing style with varying levels of make-up, elaborate hair styles and flamboyant costumes.