#violinist Maya

[mitaharukai]

Title: A devilish morning

Ship: Claudine x Maya (Revue Starlight)

Summary: Just a normal yet devilish morning in the life of devil Kuro and violinist Maya and the family they formed over the years.

Words: 939 words

Sneak peek:

“Maya smirks mischievously and kneels to be at the same height of the little girl beside her.

- Go.

She whispers warmly to the little one, seeing the beaming expression painting her features with such a simple word while she winks at her and gives the kid a light and encouraging shove that it’s enough to trigger a happy run from her.

Maya watches happily how a little ash-blonde girl with amethyst eyes runs across the kitchen towards the older ash-blonde woman making their breakfast, pausing for a moment to then pull Kuro’s tail down.

- Kya!!”

[noimdirt]

Edgeworth is automatically a violinist. Probably 1st chair, he is so good. He probably does too much vibrato though. He named his violin

I'm not including band or chorus so if we're sticking to the string instruments, Phoenix is probably a viola player. A terrible one. He's all the way in the back. But maybe an okay cello player? Hmmm... Maybe he was an Okay Cello but switches instruments and becomes Terrible Viola. Cello to Viola pipeline is real I swear

For Maya I'm feeling 2nd violin or bass... She seems outgoing and silly enough to be a good bassist but I'm so biased. I want her to be a violinist. She has a hard time with bow control and plays too loud

I decided Gumshoe and Edgeworth switch instruments. In my orchestra some of the really good players switch places during practice (like a violinist switching with a cellist) and I think that's them. Edgeworth makes Gumshoe use his own violin though cause he does NOT want ANYONE touching his violin. Gumshoe plays something. I don't know yet

[somber-sapphic]

Hi!!! I rarely request but your writing is so good I could not resist the urge. I love the Carina x Maya x Reader fics you posted, theres not enough writing for the Station 19 universe. I was hoping you could write another one, or even just a Carina x Maya. I feel like because Maya has such a dangerous job, Carina definitely slips into doctor mode every time she gets hurt or sick. Could you write where Maya gets sick with strep throat or something but Carina is unable to get her to Grey Sloan or the E.R (maybe they went on a vacation or there is bad weather) so she decides to examine Maya herself. (P.S. I hope you’re having a good day and if not tomorrow will be better💕💕)

17, 17A,🌸

Sickness At Sea

〖Notes: Alrighty my basement flooded and I think I've got carpal tunnel so lets write some sickfics! (PS, I love this request, I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to it, please feel free to send in another when my asks are open <;3〗

〖Summary: Maya and Carina finally get to go on a vacation. Of course that's the perfect time for Maya's immune system to give out.〗

〖Word Count: 〗

〖Pairing: Carina DeLuca x Sick Maya Bishop〗

☾Masterlists☽

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Maya groaned and stared out the window at the crashing waves caused by the torrential downpour that was ravaging the east coast. She was inwardly cursing Carina for convincing her to come to Maine, especially when they lived so close to the beach in Seattle, but she had decided that they should leave Washington for a bit.

The two didn’t get time off together often so two weeks paid vacation at the same time was huge. So huge that her Italian girlfriend insisted that she and Maya had to see the East Coast. The blonde had argued that they could go somewhere a few hours’ drive rather than a seven-hour plane ride, but Carina had made it seem too good to refuse.

And it had been. The first week was wonderful. They’d spent time walking along the beach in the cool October weather and explored the nearby town, doing the regular touristy things. They’d found the restaurant with the best reviews and had the first proper date night in a long time, complete with fancy wine and even a violinist to serenade them.

Then the storm started. It was nice for the first day, it was relaxing. Then one day turned into two. And two into three. And how they were sitting in their beautiful house on the beach with the sea raging in front of them. There would be no walking on the sand, there would be no exploring the quiet town, there would be no anything.

The rain was coming down in sheets and Carina had been running around the house yelling in Italian about the damage and how they couldn’t stay there if the storm continued. Maya was starting to agree, it wasn’t entirely safe to be this close to the sand and she was beginning to worry that the beach would wash out.

“Car, it’ll be okay. I’ve seen beaches in Seattle handle worse than this.” The blonde croaked, wincing as the words grated against her throat. Carina, who was pacing around typing away furiously on her phone stopped and whipped around, her brow furrowing as she hyper-focused on a new target: Maya.

“What is wrong with your voice? Are you sick? Tell me your symptoms.” She had switched from panicking about the storm and settled right into her doctor persona. The firefighter rolled her eyes, trying not to wince at the action. She was finding herself wanting to let Carina do her job, but her pride was far more important than her wish for assistance.

The woman had been feeling more and more weary as the week went on, but she had chalked it up to all of the things they had been doing, refusing to admit that they hadn’t been doing anything particularly strenuous. Now, after two days of doing just about nothing, she was sort of out of excuses. She was tired, her throat was killing her, her body ached, and she couldn’t deny the presence of a fever bubbling under her skin.

“It’s nothing, I’m fine. Sit, take a breath. I made coffee, you need some.” Maya said softly, lowering her voice to try to ease the pain in her throat. It didn’t help. The level of her voice didn’t matter, it was the act of simply breathing that caused her discomfort.

Carina hmphed unhappily but went to grab herself a mug, pouring what her girlfriend considered to be way too much creamer into the dark liquid, followed by what could be considered enough sugar to feed an entire town.

“How can you drink it so sweet?” She joked, trying to put a little humor into her voice as thunder clapped loudly over the small town. The EMT jumped, frightened by the suddenness of the loud sound. A blush crept across her cheeks as she glanced over at Carina, who had a concerned expression on her face.

Her brow was furrowed, and her lips pursed, looking wholly unhappy with the situation. The rain pattered down on the roof, a nearly deafening sound. It probably would’ve been relaxing if not for the sick feeling that was growing in Maya and Carina’s nerves beginning to fray.

This was supposed to be a vacation and the OBGYN really didn’t want to beat around the bush right now. She wanted to treat the woman she loved so that they could have her feeling better as soon as possible.

She wasn’t interested in playing Maya’s “embrace the pain” game and couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for even thinking that way. It wasn’t the blonde’s fault that she was so hard on herself, but it certainly didn’t make Carina’s job of taking care of her any easier.

The moment she sat down she felt Maya curl up against her, moving so smoothly that she may not have noticed if not for the way she was shivering, her muscular body trembling like a leaf. The brunette squeezed her eyes shut and sighed, pressing her head into the woman’s hair.

“You are sick Maya. Just tell me what’s wrong.” She murmured, moving so that she could hold the woman a little bit closer. Maya nestled close, humming her unhappiness as she felt tears fill her fever-clouded eyes. She really didn’t want to be crying, it was barely 8 in the morning, it was too early to be crying. Especially over a silly little sore throat.

“Bambina, please. Don’t make me play urm…twenty questions.” Carina said gently, tilting Maya’s head up so that she could look into her beautiful green orbs. The blonde blinked quickly as she held back tears, her lower lip beginning to quiver. She hadn’t realized just how bad she felt until her girlfriend had brought it up, but now it was all that she could think about.

“It hurts.” She whimpered, her voice small and full of humiliation. She hated every part of this, admitting weakness was hard enough but it was even worse that this was happening while they were on vacation. Sure, that meant she had time to recover, but she was supposed to be spending quality time with the woman she loved, not sleeping while the brunette fed her medicine. That was no fun for anyone.

“What hurts Maya?” The doctor prodded, needing far more information than what she was being given. Maya just shrugged and pulled the throw around her shoulders as she continued to stare out the large glass windows, watching as the waves ravaged the sandy shore.

“Okay, how about we switch out that coffee for tea, yeah?” The idea of swallowing anything (even her own saliva) made the woman want to cry. At this point, she didn’t even care. She sniffled back tears and tried to hide her face, embarrassed to be crying over something so trivial. She came across people every day who were in far more dire positions handling their pain or fear with so much more grace.

“I-I can’t. My throat just hurts too much.” Maya rasped, hot tears spilling down her cheeks. Her shoulders began to heave as she cried, the action just serving to hurt her throat even more. That in turn made her cry harder, which just repeated itself in a vicious cycle.

“Hey, hey, hey. I’m here. Just tell me what’s wrong amore. Let me help.” Carina pleaded, feeling so utterly helpless. She hated when her girlfriend got sick, she hated not being able to do anything as a person she loved so much suffered in silence.

“I can’t, I don’t know! M-my throat hurts! It, it shouldn’t!” The blonde spat, her words barely comprehensible through her sobs. The Italian woman put her coffee on the small table and took Maya’s hands in hers, forcing the ill firefighter to meet her eyes.

“Maya, take a deep breath. I can help you, but you need to let me. I’m a doctor, I take care of people for a living. Let me help.” she asserted, raising her eyebrows as she tried to get through to her sweet, sick girlfriend. The blonde’s lower lip was still quivering, but she managed to quiet her sobs as she matched Carina’s slow breathing.

“Good. Now, can you let me give you an exam? I will be quick.” After a few moments, Maya nodded, her breath still hitching as she tried to calm down. Maybe she was overreacting, but she had such a hard time with the out-of-control feeling that came with being sick. She would rather be put in a blazing fire than be physically incapacitated and need to rely on others for help.

True to her word, Carina’s exam took barely five minutes. She had raced to the bedroom to get her medical bag and then began to look Maya over, starting with what she figured was wrong. She looked at the back of the blonde’s throat, sighing when she saw those familiar white splotches that she’d seen all too many times.

“And a temperature of 102 degrees Fahrenheit. Which is…too high. Stupid imperial system.” She said that last part under her breath as she mentally tried to convert the imperial temperature to the metric system that she had grown up with.

Her distaste over the different systems of measuring made Maya smile a little as she leaned back against the cushions of the couch, shivering a little.

“What’s the verdict, Doc?” She teased, getting a frown out of her girlfriend. She may have felt terrible but the cute look on Carina’s face was worth the forced humor.

“We won’t know for sure until we get a culture, but I believe you have Streptococcus. The weather is too bad to go to the Urgent Care, but we will go as soon as the rain stops, okay? For now, it's Tylenol, soup, and rest.” The brunette said, sounding fully like the doctor that she was. Maya smiled a bit from where she was laying, closing her eyes as she curled back against the comfortable sofa.

“Can rest happen first?” She mumbled; the tears having taken a lot out of her. Carina made a sound in the back of her throat as she thought it over, weighing the best option here. Technically she should have Maya take the medicine to get the fever down, but it was very hard to say ‘no’ to the woman in front of her.

“I suppose. Would you rather go back to bed?” The blonde shook her head as she lay down, taking up the ample space on the couch.

“You gotta join me. ‘s the rules.” She mumbled, her voice slurring with exhaustion. Carina chuckled quietly and climbed back onto the couch, slipping her thermometer and stethoscope back into what Maya annoyingly called her “doctor bag”. She wasn’t wrong to call it that, but it irked the brunette to no end for reasons she simply could not explain.

She pushed the bag aside and lay down against Maya, wrapping an arm around her waist. She settled in, pulling a bit of the blanket up over herself, resigning that she would probably get this illness. Strep was incredibly contagious and she refused to be away from the woman she loved.

Any time they could spend together was worth a week of antibiotics.

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[cuyberpunk]

vick - they/them - BI - desi - intp-t - libra - avid music enjoyer - self-proclaimed bookworm - violinist / guitarist / vocalist / songwriter apparently - i like to write - and draw occasionally -

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❤️ : writing, reading, art, listening to music, playing instruments (violin / guitar), mcu characters, the marauders era, rain, dakota warren, whipped cream and chocolate, late night drives / walks, talking to people, giraffes, dancing, making music,

🎬 : dead poets society, heartstopper, back to the future, hey zindagi, moana, brooklyn 99, modern family, the breakfast club, the sandlot, the adams project, little women (2019), wednesday, yeh jawaani hai deewani, never have i ever, soul, loki, marvel movies, notting hill,

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[waterlemon-melon]

✨round of applause for our cellist: ema skye!✨

og text post | phoenix | miles | maya and pearl | franziska | mia | apollo | trucy | klavier

ema looked up to lana a lot and was super close to her (they played a lot of duets together), even aspired to take up both cello and viola so they can play as much together as possible (but mostly stuck with cello). has a brief stint as a violist in aa4 (someone needed to fill a seat and she was the only one who did both cello and viola in the past) before getting a place as a cellist. a massive music theory nerd (which is a useful skill to have where people keep sneaking in all these references and hints and themes in their compositions (phoenix aa4)).

her go tos:

brahms wrote this to mend his relationship with his friend who was a violinist. i like to think ema saw this piece as a way to try to heal her relationship with lana, trying to reach out and help bring a smile to lana’s face again (like in rfta).

ema would absolutely adore bach!! the most mathematical, logical, complex music of all!! it excites her as a theory nerd

ok this is not in her go tos but i think as a kid she would obsessed over the solution to the enigma variations

[grapecaseschoices]

(3/5 @infamous-if mc, more details here)

Bethany Josnel “BJ” Coleman, lead singer of the Notations

Rumor has it that Josnel taught himself to play the piano in his mid-late teens to pick up a violinist.

He fooled around on the piano when he was 15 because there was one at his church, and he was bored waiting for his mom. He took lessons in college to impress this guy in orchestra.

Despite his vibrant, loud presence on stage and powerful voice, it is well known that Josnel is very quiet. He rarely says anything during interviews or recordings. Seven used to do all of the talking. And the way BJ lit up in response made him seem much more personable as well as approachable.

Since then rumors have circulated that he’s so reserved because he’s angry or heart-broken. And people have described his persona from anywhere between ‘uppity’ (which does NOT go over well with the fans) to shy, soft boi.

He has almost no social media presence. It would be a fat zero if he could have his way.

Most of his timeline is retweeting creative fan stuff. Especially younger fans. He doesn’t often say much, but when he does it’s usually simple things like ‘Great work’ or ‘this is excellent’. He refuses to show or admit to bias; HOWEVER, someone put him on Maya Holland’s account and he always finds her takes intriguing (but you won’t hear that from him).

This and based off stuff said off the interview from other the Notations members, assures fans that it’s BJ and not Orion who is team dad (.... this is the one rumor that’s 90% true. They switch off.)

He SOUNDS like Giveon Dezmann Evans (hehe) but he also has Daniel Caesar vibes lyrically/musically

[thelockyfoxy]

Ok before I do Valentine’s Day art I wanted to show my ocs first.

This is The Hive 5. A band of bugs trying to make in the world and play songs for many.I decided to do some redesign of them so here are the members.

Jazzy Bee- The leader and main singer of the hive 5. She’s a smart honey who left he hive in order to pursue a career in music and staring a band. Tho turns out the music work can be hard to navigate but hopefully will the help of her band mates she can achieve her dream. Jazzy is smart, peppy and always wanting to handle the business side of music has trouble socializing with other bugs because of being in a bee hive but maybe with of her band mates she can learn not just about the music world but have fun as well.

Christopher J Hopper- The violinist of the hive 5. This sweet cricket always wanted to play music and perform for others that’s way he join the hive but soon he realizes that it can be a lot to tackle with working on the music and dealing your chaotic shenanigans bandmates. Christopher( goes by Christ for sort) is nice, bushfire and friendly just a nice cricket to be around but also as a habit on sometimes being too nice and can get stressed when dealing with hard situations but always try’s to help others in any way he can.

Drake Swampton- Drum player of the hive 5. Before the hive Drake was in a different band but kick out due to personal reasons but he meet Maya and help hike gain he love of music again. When they meet Jazzy, Drake was hesitant to join her the band but decided that would nice to rock again and help these bugs out so he agreed. Drake is clam and chill every like coming to him for advice and sometimes he can be a little foul of myself but he’s does care about his bandmates and always wanting to help them out.

Maya Luell- Basset of the Hive 5. A hippie moth who just want to chill and have fun, Maya has always had love for music it filled her soul with joy so she decided to play the bass and even meet a handsome dragon fly who shared a live of music as her. Then they meet Jazzy she thought it would a great time to rock out with other bugs but she doesn’t know when it come to business side of the band. But she does bring good vides like life advice( wheeler they want or not) and bring comfort. She can come off as weird and dazed but she turning a band mate you want to have.

Milton Mars- The keyboardist of the hive 5. Milton is stand quite, sarcastic and usually just stand office to others but know a lot about the music business and does help priced transportation for the band with his van( didn’t really have a choice). Milton was really not to keen on joining the band at first he thought they were weird so he payed them not to much mind, but when Jazzy comment on how he cooks get payed and it would be nice to have someone with the music business so he reluctantly decided to join them ( the payment wasn’t the only reason). So now helps rights songs and play for the hive he still is not the most jolly of the group but maybe that’s bugs can help open him up a little.( maybe even a certain young cricket),

So that’s The Hive 5 I hope to post more about and my others oc soon. And will do some stuff Val day two.

[splatzer9]

Guys, i will only show Howdy's siblings when I will like their designs. For now i'm going to give you some hints about who is who !

- Maya (21 years old) : The protector of the family, they can seem intimidating when they wants to be but in reality they're just a person who loves to joke and enjoy life to do stupid things.

"I may be a mix between a cat and a caterpillar, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy life the way I want to enjoy it !"

(Close to : Jennifer, Charlie, Howdy, Henry Jr and to Mila) They/Them

- Jennifer (17 years old) : The violinist of the family, she does what she loves to do and nothing else!

"Sorry but I'll do what I want, and not the stupid things you're telling me to do."

(Close to : Jessy (her twin), Maya, Mila and to Kyan) She/her - He/Him

- Jessy (17 years old) : The gymnast of the family, even if deep down she does it just to keep her twin's reputation high... Because she wants to study medicine and not doing gym.

"Hey...? Hello ? My name is Je- No no no... It's not a good presentation..."

(Close to : Jennifer (her twin)) She/Her

- Kyan (MY SILLIE I LOVE SO MUCH 🧡🧡🫂) (19 years old) : The yippy of the family, it's been three (3) years since he had seen his family but he receives letters from Howdy and Jennifer! And he has a dog named Polo.

"Huh? Oh- My dog's name? Well it's Polo! I got him when I was fifteen (15) for Christmas."

(Close to : Jennifer, Howdy, Charlie and to Polo) any but most of the time He/Him

- Charlie (18 years old) : She takes care of Howdy's bodega with him, she seems bored to death when in fact she's cool and friendly.

"Welcome to Howdy's place, what can i get for ya...? . . . Uh... Do you listen to metal?"

(Close to : Howdy, Kyan and to Maya) She/Her - It/It's

Mila (8 years old) : As young as she is, she stuck around to Henry Jr, as if she were his protector!

"I am the great witch of the valley country! Now fear me knight!" . . . “Henry Jr, why do you never talk…”

(Close to everyone except Marina, Kïlle, Kyan (and Polo)) She/Her (she doesn't know what LGBT is because of her age)

Henry Jr (3 years old) : Even if his sister protects him, that didn't stop him from being born without half of a leg missing, a bit blind and his brain (yes they're puppets but I'm not going to write 'wool' or 'cotton' when talking about their brains) develops more slowly than normal.

. . . *He didn't answer to Mila and just squeezed his teddy bear tighter* . . .

There will be uptade because of course some siblings are missing, i may say !

(Close to everyone expect Marina, Kïlle, Kyan (and Polo)) He/Him (same has Mila)

- Marina (Ashton/13 years old) : The artist of the family! Who is very hypocritical...

"Yeah you know you should change your whole clothing style if you see what I mean"

(Close to : Kïlle, Maya, Jennifer and to Howdy) He/Him She/Her, you dumb bi-

- Kïller (11 years old) : The little nerd of the family. He has already passed a class, soon he will pass a second one.

"Don’t even think about asking me for the exam answers!”

(Close to : Marina, Jessy and to Howdy)

[heartsfourfeferi]

Alright so ive decided to post my ocs on here, so... heres them and other stuff

Hanako Kuzuryu, Ultimate Ballerina, Protagonist

Yuiha Komaeda, Ultimate SPED teacher, Antagonist, Mastermind

Maya Souda, Ultimate Graffiti Artist, Ch 1 Victim

Fuyume Hanamura, Ultimate Gardener, Ch 1 Culprit

Takara Togami, Ultimate Bartender, Ch 2 Culprit

Kotori Tanaka, Ultimate Marine Biologist, Ch 2 victim

Ikuno Ouma, Ultimate Impersonator, Ch 3 victim

Kohana momota, Ultimate Club President, Ch 3 Victim

yUU, Ultimate Cyborg, Ch 3 culprit

Anna Hoshi, Ultimate Train Conductor, Ch 4 victim

Hairi, Ultimate Lucky Student (in the Makoto way, not the Nagito way.), Ch 4 culprit

Yuho Nidai, Ultimate Baker, Ch 5 victim

Satomi Pekoyama, Ultimate Paranormal Investigator/Exorcist, Ch 5 culprit

Reiko Hagakure, Ultimate Seamstress

Kazuko Gokuhara, Ultimate Scout

Emi Fukawa, Ultimate Violinist

[reveriescope]

nicholas wasn't there

read the previous part here.

Kim Mingyu as Nicholas Wangsa. Jung Chaeyeon as Arabella Alamsyah.

Special Apperance: Cha Hakyeon as Julius Wangsa. Choi Seungcheol as Nayaka Clinton Zhao, Joshua Hong as Agah Martana Kaunang, Xu Minghao as Paris Prabangkara, Chae Hyungwon as Xavier Wangsa.

Special Mention: Bae Yubin as Pingkan Radita Kaunang, Ju Jingyi as Natyara Cordelia Zhao.

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Hari yang paling ingin dihindari Arabella tiba. Meski berat baginya bangun dari rebah pagi ini, segalanya harus dilewati tanpa cela barang sedikit pun.

"Ingat, kasih kesan baik ke mereka," kata Jadug Alamsyah sebelum meninggalkan ruang rias.

Sambil menarik napas, perempuan itu menyaksikan ayahnya berbalik kemudian menghilang dari pantulan cermin. Setelah mengulas senyum sejenak pada penata rambutnya, Ara menatap pantulan dirinya. 

Arabella tumbuh dengan frasa "harus sempurna" terpatri di kepala. Seumur hidup Ara disetir oleh kesempurnaan, baik untuk dirinya maupun keluarga. Sehingga hanya kalimat pujian dan kebanggaan yang ditujukan pada Ara. 

Sepanjang hidupnya, Ara memahami bahwa pernikahannya akan berdasarkan perjanjian yang sama-sama menguntungkan. Mengingat apa yang akan diwarisi namanya kelak, perempuan itu telah berhati-hati untuk tidak terjebak hubungan tanpa arah. Setelah sebuah kesalahan, Ara memutuskan diam setidaknya sampai saat Jadug menyebutkan nama calon suaminya.

Perjodohan di kalangan atas bukanlah hal aneh. Keluarga Wangsa mengincar putri Alamsyah satu-satunya pastinya bukan tanpa alasan. Ada perjanjian di belakang punggung Arabella yang hanya diketahui setan dan dua kepala keluarga terkait. Perempuan itu hanya diberi tahu bahwa perjodohannya telah diatur dengan Julius Wangsa dan mereka diminta saling mengenal. Apapun itu, Ara memastikan bahwa yang ditawarkan keluarga calon suaminya tidak main-main. 

Dengan kepala penuh asumsi, Ara memilih mengambil ponselnya kemudian melakukan pencarian untuk “Keluarga Wangsa WE Group”. Hasilnya? Tidak banyak terlihat. Hanya putra kedua mereka, Xavier Wangsa yang kerap muncul di artikel-artikel dunia maya. 

Siapapun dari keluarga konglomerat tahu bahwa Xavier berhubungan dekat dengan violinist sekaligus sosialita Natyara Oetomo. Mereka berdua dijodohkan sejak lahir dan pertunangan mereka akan digelar dalam waktu dekat. Keluarga Alamsyah mendapat undangan dari Keluarga Wangsa. 

Menurut yang Arabella dengar, Julius memutuskan tertarik pada perjodohan dan mulai mencari perempuan yang cocok karena pertunangan adiknya. Kabar burung menyebutkan bahwa Julius tidak ingin Xavier menghasilkan penerus lebih dulu. Membayangkan pria asing itu menginginkan seorang anak laki-laki darinya membuat Ara bergidik. 

“Kak, boleh minta yang minimalis aja?” pinta Ara pada penata rias. 

“Non Ara bisa telepati ya?” penata rias yang dikenalnya dengan nama Mbak Jamila itu tertawa. “Muka Non Ara memang nggak perlu lebih banyak permak. Dijamin calonnya nanti kelepek-kelepek.”

Mendengar jawaban semacam itu, Arabella tersenyum kikuk. Saat melihat pantulan dirinya di cermin, sanggul sederhananya tampak begitu cantik dan mempertegas garis lehernya. Arabella ingat, Nicholas bilang dia punya leher indah. 

“Nicholas…,” batin Arabella. “Apa dia akan datang juga malam ini?” 

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“Pertemuan resminya malam ini.” Suara Clinton seketika terdengar begitu Nicholas memasuki lounge sambil menenteng map berisi laporan. 

“Apa?” Nicholas menyerahkan map di tangannya kepada Clinton sebelum duduk di sofa terdekat. 

“Mawar hitam lo segera dipetik, malam ini mau ketemu pembelinya,” gumam Clinton seraya membuka laporan dari Nicholas. 

“Oh…, calon kakak ipar gue,” kekeh Nicholas. 

“Bawa ke rapat kita lusa.” Clinton meletakkan map terbuka di atas meja sebelum mengentuk kertas laporannya dengan telunjuk, “Semuanya harus tau. Perbanyak.”

Titah Clinton membuat Mega, satu-satunya asisten Tritunggal Arctics bergerak. Perempuan muda itu mengabdi pada Agah, namun jasanya kerap diperlukan yang lain pula.

“Ada pesen dari adik gue,” yang satu ini Agah berbicara. “Arabella memang harus diamankan dari si sulung Wangsa, dia setuju.” 

Sebelum melanjutkan ucapannya, Agah menatap Clinton sebelum melanjutkan, “Tapi tolong jangan bikin dia terluka. Selain gue, Pingkan cuma punya dia. Dan adik kecil gue itu bisa melakukan segalanya demi Arabella.”

Nicholas menanggapi ucapan Agah Kaunang dengan tawa lirih. “Seperti gue yang akan melakukan apapun demi Clinton,” ujarnya. 

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Acap kali mendengar nama keluarga Wangsa, Nicholas selalu menahan diri untuk tidak memutar bola mata. Sebagai anak yang lahir di luar pernikahan, ia sudah kenyang dengan perlakuan tidak adil hingga cenderung semena-mena. 

Berbeda dengan Julius dan Xavier, Nicholas lahir dari rahim seorang sekretaris pribadi. Hanya karena jenis kelaminnya laki-laki, Benedict mengambilnya dan membesarkan Nicholas bersama kedua kakak tirinya, Namun semua orang tahu, anak simpanan tidak akan sepenuhnya diterima. 

Sama halnya keluarga konglomerat lain, Wangsa cenderung menjaga lingkar pergaulan terdalamnya tetap kecil. Anak-anak mereka hanya diizinkan bergaul dengan sesamanya. Mereka bahkan mengenyam pendidikan di kelompok belajar yang diciptakan Wangsa turun temurun. 

Anak-anak Zhao, Natyara dan Clinton mulai dikirim ke kediaman Wangsa sejak mereka masih begitu kecil. Saat Nicholas datang, kakak beradik Zhao sudah ada di sana. Yang lebih tua tampak mudah membaur dengan anak-anak lainnya, bisa dibilang Natyara adalah favorit dari kedua bocah lelaki Wang. Sedangkan Clinton menjaga jarak. 

Di mata Nicholas kecil, Clinton adalah sosok kakak sesungguhnya. Meski tidak pernah mengatakannya, Clinton jelas kentara tidak menyukai bocah tertua Wangsa. Bagi orang di luar konflik samar mereka, Nicholas menyadari Julius menemukan sosok pesaing dari diri Clinton yang lima tahun lebih muda daripada dirinya. 

Sama-sama terasing, Nicholas menjadi dekat begitu saja dengan Clinton. Mereka mulai membangun ikatan ketika Clinton menghalangi pukulan bat baseball Julius padanya hingga dahinya bocor. Meski selisih paham dan baku hantam sering kali terjadi, tampaknya Julius menganggap sikap Clinton membangkang. Namun, siapa yang akan tetap bersikap baik terhadap otak di balik pemerkosaan terhadap kakak perempuannya? 

Benar, Nicholas ada di sana ketika para lelaki dewasa itu menjadikan Natyara budak nafsu bejat mereka. Nicholas menyaksikan Clinton dengan putus asa menggedor pintu di mana kakak perempuannya dipermalukan. Bukan iba, Nicholas sama marahnya dengan Clinton kala itu. 

Salah satu alasan Nicholas masih belum ditendang ayahnya karena Natyara juga menyukainya. Selama Yara memperlakukan Nicho dengan baik dan menaruh minat padanya, baik Julius maupun Xavier tidak akan menyentuhnya. Jika ditanya siapa cinta pertama Nicholas, jawabannya adalah Natyara Cordelia Zhao. 

Itulah mengapa Clinton menitahkan Nicholas, bahwa harus dirinya yang mengacaukan perjodohan Julius dan Arabella.

Salah satunya karena… “Nick, Rosa Nera mirip Cece gue, ya?”

Tatkala mendengar ucapan Clinton, Nicholas hampir saja tersedak. Suatu malam di akhir minggu setelah Nicholas pulang dari Paris, mereka membicarakan kemungkinan Arabella bisa direnggut dari cengkeraman Julius. 

“Powerful woman, indeed,” jawab Nicholas enggan. 

“Gue nggak semata-mata nugasin elo karena balas dendam. Kayaknya lo bisa have fun sama yang satu ini sekalian kurangin beban lo dari urusan Arctics. We are bigger now.”

Senyum samar menghiasi wajah Nicholas. Hanya sedikit yang paham mengapa Nicholas setia kepada Clinton, salah satunya karena perhatian seperti barusan. 

“Ya. kita memang makin besar,” gumam Nicholas. “Apalagi Kalantara, he formed his own soldiers.” 

“You’re remarkable, Nicholas. Nggak akan ada yang ragu meskipun lo nambah kaki tangan baru. Paris bisa, lebih dari mampu. Tapi rencana kita panjang, lo semua harus ada di sana saat kita berhasil. Just recruit more people and train them. Lebih banyak yang seperti Megatruh, lebih baik.” 

Clinton berbicara panjang lebar sementara lawannya mendengarkan dengan seksama. 

“Ton, setelah ketemu Arabella in person, gue udah memutuskan lanjut tanpa harus lo yakinin ulang. Cuma, gue akan melakukannya pakai cara gue sendiri.”

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Meski penyandang nama Alamsyah hanya tinggal dirinya dan sang ayah, kediaman mereka jauh dari kata sepi. Tanpa acara khusus seperti ini saja, si kepala keluarga gemar mengundang koleganya untuk makan malam atau sekadar kumpul-kumpul jika sedang senggang. Malam seperti ini hanyalah salah satunya, walau punya maksud berbeda.

Hubungan antara orangtua dan anak sudah lama sekali renggang. Arabella bahkan lupa kapan terakhir kali bertukar obrolan dari hati ke hati dengan ibunya. Ara sendiri disibukkan dengan kegiatan peagant begitu juga dengan urusan agensi milik keluarganya.Yang kedua sering kali dibuat samar dengan “mengurus pusat pendidikan keluarga”.  

Maka perempuan itu bungkam sementara tinggal menunggu waktu saja dipamerkan di hadapan pria yang ingin mempersuntingnya. Saat memasuki ruang makan kediaman Alamsyah, Arabella senantiasa memamerkan senyuman. Lengkung bibirnya tak jua hilang kala anggota keluarga Wangsa satu per satu diperkenalkan padanya. 

Benedict Wangsa, Harlina Wangsa, Xavier Wangsa, kemudian...

"Arabella, ini Julius. Julius, Arabella." 

Keduanya berjabat tangan sambil bertukar senyum ramah di depan orangtua mereka. 

“Julius.”

“Arabella.” 

Berikutnya, Arabella membalas tatapan langsung Julius dengan ekspresi bersahaja. Detik-detik itu mereka gunakan untuk saling mengamati fitur dan garis wajah satu sama lain. Lebih tepatnya menggali maksud tersembunyi di balik senyuman mereka. Agaknya, keduanya menyadari intensi satu sama lain. 

Arabella bukan tidak menyadari Julius mengubah persepsinya terhadap si gadis kecil Alamsyah. Dari pegangan tangannya, sorot mata, dan garis senyuman Julius kini menunjukkan sedikit kewaspadaan dari semula yang memancarkan kelembutan. 

Sedangkan di mata Julius, Arabella memperlihatkan aura tanpa gentar. Si sulung Wangsa itu tidak melihat sedikit saja tanda terintimidasi. Perempuan ini cukup percaya diri, sosok bunga tangguh yang lama tidak akan merangkak padanya. 

Setelah suasana di sekitar terasa hening dan sorot mata semua orang mengamati mereka, Julius menarik tangan Arabella mendekat ke wajah. Sejurus kemudian, Julius mengecup punggung tangan Arabella.

“Nah, makasih. Akhirnya kita nggak harus kelaparan malam ini,” suara Xavier mendadak memecah keheningan yang kemudian disambut tawa seluruh anggota keluarga. 

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Alamsyah menyambut Wangsa dengan jamuan Rijsttafel, sebagaimana tradisi gastronomi mereka selama ini. Sementara seluruh anggota keluarga duduk, pelayan silih berganti berjaga di dalam ruang yang sama dan menjalankan tugas. 

Sepanjang makan malam, Arabella menyisir wajah satu per satu keluarga Wangsa. Hanya ada empat orang. Arabella tidak salah dengar, ‘kan? Nama pria yang dijumpainya di Paris adalah Nicholas Wangsa. Namun malam ini, wajah yang dikenalnya tidak ada di sana.  

“Anak saya ini dulu pada nggak mau dijodohkan. Kaget dong saya, habis Xavier bilang mau menikah sama Natyara, nggak lama si sulung minta dicarikan jodoh.”

Benedict bercerita tentang perjodohan yang kini kebanyakan ditentang anak muda, termasuk Julius.Disebutkan juga mereka kesulitan menentukan kandidat yang dikehendaki Julius sebelum mengambil langkah selanjutnya. 

Obrolan dua keluarga bergulir begitu saja. Meski tidak seceria Xavier, Julius juga banyak bicara. Belum banyak hal pribadi yang dipertukarkan. Percakapan di tengah Rijsttafel tidak perlu melibatkan hal yang terlampau pribadi. Alih-alih, mereka membicarakan tentang bisnis keluarga.

“Papaku kebiasaan.” Julius yang duduk di depan Arabella mengatakannya dengan gerak mulut. 

Perempuan itu mengangkat kedua bahunya sebelum lanjut bersantap. Saat ini pikiran Arabella terbagi, bertanya-tanya di mana salah satu keluarga Wangsa lainnya dan mengenai kesannya terhadap Julius begitu juga dengan keluarganya. 

Seseorang yang mengincar Arabella Alamsyah lewat jalur keluarga seperti ini sudah pasti memahami seluk beluk sisi dunia yang tidak banyak dibicarakan. Jika dilihat dari luarnya, Alamsyah bukan hanya bergelut pada perkembangan teknologi, melainkan juga upaya mereka memeratakan pendidikan. Keluarga ini memiliki jaringan lembaga pendidikan swasta yang tersebar di pulau-pulau besar di Indonesia. 

Selebihnya, di balik itu semua ada Salvatore, sebuah badan sekaligus pelatihan intelijen swasta berbasis Singapura dengan Asia Tenggara sebagai cakupannya. Melatih ribuan agen bekerja di bawahnya, banyak di antara alumni Salvatore telah menyusup ke pemerintah. Agensi, seperti yang dibahasakan keluarga Alamsyah, menerapkan sexpionage untuk pertukaran informasi. Klien mereka beragam, mulai dari pejabat, konglomerat hingga organisasi kriminal. 

Karena yang satu ini tidak boleh lepas dari genggaman garis keturunan Alamsyah, Arabella dibentuk untuk meneruskannya. Karena hak istimewanya, Arabella tidak harus berkelana menebar jebakan madu seperti para agennya. Sambil menerapkan ilmu yang dipelajari, ia hanya perlu mengangkat citra keluarga sambil melakukan hal-hal yang disukainya.

Arabella menduga jika seorang pria sudah diterima ayahnya sampai ke jamuan makan malam pribadi seperti ini, Julius tahu banyak tentangnya. Hal itu bukan tidak mungkin, Nicholas saja bisa menemukan dan menjebaknya di belahan bumi lain. Padahal sepanjang waktu ia selalu berusaha menghindari orang-orang kiriman entah siapa. 

“Arabella, habis makan malam temani Julius jalan-jalan, ya?” Jadug mengusulkan di depan semua orang, mustahil untuk ditolak. 

Sambil mengangguk dan mengulas senyum, Arabella setuju, “Boleh. Ara juga mau tunjukin sesuatu ke Julius.”

Perempuan itu mampu menangkap kilat antusias di mata Julius. “Jadi nggak sabar,” pria itu berkata. 

“Hmm, kamu suka labirin?” 

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Pertanyaan Arabella rupanya bukanlah basa-basi semata. Kediaman Alamsyah punya taman labirin dengan kolam dangkal dan gazebo di atasnya pada bagian tengah. Salah satu tempat favorit Arabella, meskipun ia lebih menyukai kamarnya atau bengkel seni pribadinya si salah satu paviliun.

Tempat yang punya arti personal ini akhirnya Arabella bagi bersama sosok tak terpikirkan sebelumnya. Saat mendengar Julius menyukai teka-teki termasuk labirin, maka rencana Arabella berakhir sempurna. Perempuan itu hanya ingin menghindari tatapan mata ingin tahu ketika berinteraksi dengan Julius. Baginya, seorang pria akan terlihat aslinya jika ada berdua saja. 

Khusus malam ini, taman labirin diterangi lentera-lentera pada sudut tertentu sehingga memungkinkan mereka untuk tetap menemukan jalan dalam gelap malam. Peraturannya sederhana, siapa yang tiba lebih dulu maka akan mendapat hadiah dari lawannya. Karena Arabella tuan rumah, ia mulai lima menit lebih lambat. Lagipula ada banyak cara untuk tiba di tengah taman, namun jalur utama berupa satu garis lurus sudah ditutup oleh pengurus rumah. 

Baik Julius maupun Arabella akhirnya tiba nyaris bersamaan. Sehingga diputuskan kali berikutnya bertemu, mereka akan bertukar hadiah. 

“Seru juga ya, jadi pengin punya satu di rumah,” komentar Julius ketika mereka tiba di gazebo. 

Mereka duduk berhadapan, tempat ini rupanya sudah dipersiapkan lengkap dengan sampanye, jus, air hingga camilan. Semua orang di rumah ini agaknya paham menemukan jalan keluar labirin cukup menguras tenaga. 

Julius menuang air ke dalam gelas bersih di hadapan Arabella. Perempuan itu tengah mengatur napas sambil mengamati sikap Julius.

“Ya, aku cukup sering main-main di sini. Makasih.” Arabella mengambil gelas yang bagian luarnya sudah berembun. 

“Are you okay to bring me here? Siapa tahu tempat ini terlalu pribadi.”

“Private, indeed. Cuma aku mulai merinding, semua orang mau tau apa yang kita obrolin.”

Mendengar jawaban Arabella, Julius terkekeh. “Oke, kalau gitu aku kasih kesempatan tanya dua kali,” ujarnya.

Arabella mengangkat sebelah alis sebelum balas tertawa, “Irit banget?”

“Disimpen buat ketemu lain kali. Karena, Arabella, kita bakal sering ketemu.”

Ucapan Julius lantas membuat bulu kuduk Arabella meremang. Jika didengar sekilas, kata-kata lawan bicaranya memang tidak terdengar berbahaya. Namun perempuan itu menangkap sedikit getar ancaman dari intonasi Julius. Sengaja ia loloskan tawa untuk mencairkan perasaannya sendiri; mau bagaimana pun ia tidak boleh membiarkan dirinya dengan mudah terbaca.

“Oke, silakan Julius tanya duluan. Sebagai tamu.” Arabella masih mencoba membangun obrolan mereka. 

Berikutnya, pertanyaan Julius benar-benar jauh di luar perkiraan. Lelaki itu menanyakan, “Taruhan, tempat ini bukan sudut rumah paling favorit kamu?”

Sementara tangannya mengambil gelas sampanye dari meja yang sudah terisi, Arabella tersenyum tipis. “Katamu, kita masih banyak waktu buat ketemu. Pelan-pelan, kalau kita beruntung ada ruang-ruang lain yang menunggu.”

“Gadis pintar,” ujar Julius sebelum menyodorkan gelas sampanyenya ke arah Arabella. 

“Makasih,” sahut Arabella disusul dengan denting kaca yang beradu. “Giliranku. Kamu bisa aja nggak menjanjikan pertemuan lain, jadi apa aku sesuai bayanganmu saat kamu minta semua ini diatur?”

Julius menyesap minumannya dengan tatapan terpaku pada Arabella. “Bayanganku…” sengaja ia memberi jeda sambil mengernyit. 

“Biar kita baru dikenalkan, lingkungan ini sempit. Aku selalu bisa dengar, banyak yang bilang Arabella Alamsyah trophy wife material. Bukan berarti kamu nggak pernah berpikir begitu.”

Atas ucapan Arabella, Julius seketika menyadari bahwa perempuan di hadapannya ini tidak akan memakan umpan berupa rayuan. Permainan pikiran dengannya akan jadi sempurna, pikir si sulung Wangsa. 

“Waktu aku minta papa atur pertunangan kita, aku memang butuh istri pajangan. Kurasa seenggaknya penerus Salvatore bukan orang tanpa otak. Sekarang bisa dipahami, reputasimu berbanding lurus dengan nilai dirimu,” terang Julius tenang.

Saat menyimak ucapan Julius, Arabella mengulum bibirnya sambil mengangguk. Pertanda lelaki di hadapannya ini murni tertarik padanya. Hanya sekejap Julius memahami Arabella dan preferensinya saat berkomunikasi.

“Besides, ada satu rumor lagi tentang kamu yang harus kucari kebenarannya sendiri.”

Mendengar “rumor”, Arabella sontak terbelalak sebelum menanggapinya dengan tawa. “Kurasa aku bisa tebak,” gumamnya. 

“Kita lihat nanti.” Julius mengerling usai menjawab. 

“Satu pertanyaan lagi, Julius,” Arabella mengingatkan. 

“Seberapa dekat kamu dengan Pingkan Radita Kaunang?”

Begitu nama sahabatnya disebut, Arabella hening sejenak. “Kami panggil satu sama lain ‘istriku’, kami gede bareng kayak kamu dan teman-temanmu. Hanya saja, kami cuma berdua dan kadang ada kakaknya Pingkan.”

Sejujurnya, Arabella penasaran mengapa Julius menyeret nama Pingkan dalam percakapan mereka. Namun tanda tanya yang muncul dibiarkan mengendap di kepala tanpa dilisankan. 

“Menarik,” ujar Julius. 

Saat tiba di pertanyaan terakhir, Arabella rupanya mampu membuat suasana hangat di sekitar mereka menguap. 

“Di antara Wangsa, siapa itu Nicholas?” 

Satu saja pertanyaan, Arabella berani sumpah jika senyuman Julius memudar seketika perempuan itu menutup mulut. 

Julius mencondongkan tubuhnya ke depan, menghujam Arabella dengan tatapan tajam. “Jadi, adik kecilku itu memperlakukanmu dengan baik, ‘kan, Arabella?” 

Perempuan itu membuang napas pendek lalu memamerkan senyum kemenangan. “Gotcha! Keluar juga aslinya,” batinnya. 

“Dia ramah.” Arabella mengangguk, sebelum kemudian menuang sampanye ke dalam gelas Julius. 

Entah apa yang ada di kepala Julius, hingga tangannya meraih pipi Arabella hingga tubuhnya terlalu condong ke depan. Lelaki itu mendekatkan wajah mereka, hingga tinggal beberapa senti saja. 

“Aku janji, pertemuan kita setelah ini, dia akan ada di sana,” ikrar Julius.

( to be continued )

[caramelmochacrow]

ok. yk what im gonna tell u my first thoughts on each band and band members in bandori bc why not? (i did not watch the anime before i played the game btw, i just read their character profiles)

Poppin' Party: wait so theyre like the main characters of this right? they look so normal.... all of them have normal hair colors.

Kasumi: why does she have cat ears? also wait that's kyoko?

Tae: is her name pronounced ta-eh or taye?

Rimi: she.... wait who's that again? ooohhh the one w the cool pink bass ok, also u blush when u see kaoru? yeah u arent gay at all. /s

Saya: she has a bakery? also wait i thought u had pigtails not a ponytail...

Arisa: arisa ichiGAYa? ok she's totally not gay w kasumi at all/s

Afterglow: childhood friends? theyre totally not gay w each other at all /s really like their cover of Roki.

Ran: she looks like she would like MCR, also i like her voice.

Moca: she's me fr!!! her birthday is sep. 3 and she likes bread!!! also she looks like she smokes weed

Himari: you blush every time u see kaoru? i know that youre gay.

Tomoe: oooh she's an older sister, has red hair, cares abt her friends a lot, and likes ramen? yeahhhh i dont like her at all. (denial)

Tsugumi: wait what's her name again? tsumugi? yeah i think that's her name.

Pastel * Palettes: oooh okay these guys are like photon maiden but idols alright, theyre kinda alright.

Aya: wait, is that himari? also why r u with chisato a lot?

Hina: wait.... is that towa? is she the towa of the group? she's kinda silly

Chisato: she's like the bitchy blonde girl lol, also she's childhood friends w kaoru that's so sweet!!

Maya: who are u?

Eve: why does she like bushido a lot?

Hello, Happy World!: THEY HAVE A BEAR DJ WHAT THE FUCK I NEED TO GET THIS GAME

Kokoro: oooh she's kinda silly haha!

Kaoru: why are you a womanizer and lying about your favorite food?

Hagumi: ooh she's kinda sil-- SHE PLAYS BASEBALL HELL YEAH!!!

Kanon: she looks like a wet cold shaking kitten, is she ok?

Michelle: WHY IS THERE A BEAR, WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE THE FORTNIGHT BEAR, AND WHY ITS IT DJING???

Misaki: wait ur the actual DJ? michelle is just a costume? ahh alright.

Roselia: hmmm.... they might become my favorite bc theyre like rondo

Yukina: who are u?

Sayo: why are you soo strict the hell? also wait u kinda look like that pastel palette girl, are u related?

Lisa: she looks so normal, also she's kinda silly and works w moca? swag.

Ako: oooh she's like kaido from saiki k!!! she's kinda funny haha, WAIT HER OLDER SISTER IS TOMOE??

Rinko: oooh has the same va as rei? i can hear it in her voice, why is she so scared poor thing... also arima kousei moment

Morfonica: oooh they have a violin that's cool!!!

Mashiro: wait.... that's moca right? no she looks too scared to be moca...

Toko: she's like lisa but blonde and plays guitar, that's cool! she has nice clothes!

Nanami: she's the girl that looks high at that one card right? she's kinda funny.

Tsukushi: wait ur the leader? i thought it was mashiro.... i think ur lying to urself, sorry, also it must suck to be the only middle school student in ur band huh...

Rui: OOH SHE THE VIOLINIST?? i knew she would be like that.

Raise A Suillen: oooh cool they look so cool!! why are their names so non binary?

LAYER: wait... ur tae right? oh wait u play bass and sing? that's so cool!!! like mio....

LOCK: woagh she looks cool!!! wait u wear glasses? girl ur gonna be so blind...

PAREO: oooh she looks cute!!!! she's so silly!!!

MASKING: WOAGH SHE DRUMS AND HER NICKNAME WAS MAD DOG!!! THAT'S COOL!!! she. hm. she also seems to know how to make drinks and bake? yeahhhh no i TOTALLY dont like her at all. (denial)

CHU2: she looks like a cat and djs that's pretty cool!!! she goes to an international school that's why she has good english? same!!

[fairy-lovelace]

2024;

read this year;

books;

— macbeth by william shakespeare — the woman destroyed by simone de beauvoir — twin saplings by ichirō ōkouchi — verdant hopes by ichirō ōkouchi — the wicked king (spanish story) — figuring catholicism: an ethnohistory of the santo niño de cebu by julius j. bautista — julius caesar by william shakespeare — a dialogue among clever people by leo tolstoy — a very old man with enormous wings by gabriel garcia marquez — the blind man by guy de maupassant — the beauty of the husband by anne carson — house of memory by resil b. mojares — some people need killing by patricia evangelista — rizal without the overcoat by ambeth ocampo — my year of rest and relaxation by ottessa moshfegh

poems;

— a wounded deer leaps highest by emily dickinson — a precious, mouldering pleasure ['tis] by emily dickinson — to fight aloud is very brave by emily dickinson — the brain within its groove by emily dickinson — i'm nobody! who are you? by emily dickinson — i can wade grief by emily dickinson — i like to see it lap the miles by emily dickinson — is heaven a physician? by emily dickinson — i took my power in my hand by emily dickinson — thou shalt not die by yosano akiko — let's shave my skull by nakahara chūya — history student falls in love with astrophysics student by keaton st. james — the judgement of paris by david lehman — sonnet xvii by pablo neruda — maria clara by jose rizal — 'tis little i could care for pearls by emily dickinson — a toad can die of light! by emily dickinson

graphic novels;

N/A

essays and articles;

— wither the roses of yesteryears: an exploratory look into the lives of moro women during the colonial period by carmen a. abubakar — filipino women and political engagement by belinda a. aquino — loving myself means loving my mother by ismatu gwendolyn — you’ve been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress). by ismatu gwendolyn — holy disorders by hilary mantel — 'fearless, stoic and attractive': a history of the state-sanctioned russian woman by maeve shearlaw​ — how to be a slut by tara ison — tiktok's hyperfemininity isn't a trend— it's a movement by caroline reilly — “it's all about what makes you feel good”: billie eilish on new music, power dynamics and her internet-breaking transformation by laura snapes — britney spears, teen queen by steven daly — the sexist 'girl to woman' narrative placed on female celebrities needs to stop by chloe laws — why it is no longer cool to be a crazy rich asian in china by waiyee yip — who runs the world? not teen girls by constance grady — a mother's exchange for her daughter's future by jiayang fan — the women of ilocos in the revolutionary era by digna balangue apilado — salud algabre, revolutionary by thelma b. kintanar and carina c. david (interview by isagani r. medina) — on the pleasures of hand-writing letters you'll never send by anandi mishra — childhood reimagined: the memoirs of ōgai's children by tomoko aoyama — 'i log into a torture chamber each day’: the strain of moderating social media by deepa parent and katie mcque — akiko goes to paris: the european poems by janine beichman — how did journalism become the it-career for rom-com protagonists? by emma specter — from scoop to civil war: why is it so hard to portray journalism on screen? by adrian horton — ‘i’m not humble. i expect miracles’: why violinist patricia kopatchinskaja wants to blow you out of your seat by erica jeal — from taylor to ariana, pop's overreliance on gossip is choking the life out of it by laura snapes — lucia di lammermoor review – a vocally breathtaking, disturbing to witness descent into madness by martin kettle — theater review: ‘rak of aegis’ is joyful storm of humor and music by jenny ortuoste — what's your name girl? by maya angelou — be ‘evangelized,’ not just ‘sacramentalized’ in quincentennial of christianity – archbishop tirona on businessmirror — white witchery by elissa washuta — are we heading towards world war 3? on the week — julius caesar: a modern perspective by coppélia kahn — typing monkey would be unable to produce 'hamlet' within the lifetime of the universe, study finds by university of technology, sydney — a room of one's own by virginia woolf — i need a hero: luigi mangione and the age of the antihero by maggie traxler — what is a hot girl book and why is everyone talking about them? by samantha leach

[imaginary-wanderer]

You can like or not Shyamalan's work, but James Newton Howard's scored for his movies are a real treat.

Last year, he released reworked versions of several tracks in collaboration with pianist Jean-Yves Thibaudet, violinist Hilary Hahn and cellist Maya Beiser.

[sinceileftyoublog]

BCMC & andplay Live Show Review: 2/20, Constellation, Chicago

BCMC

BY JORDAN MAINZER

Tuesday night marked the beginning of the Peter Margasak-curated Frequency Festival, an annual event hosted by Constellation that focuses on contemporary classical and experimental music. Though this year's lineup is heavy on microtonal music, specifically string players, the headliner of night one was a guitar-and-synth-wizard supergroup. BCMC is guitarist Bill MacKay and Cave/Bitchin Bajas multi-instrumentalist Cooper Crain. They had been playing live together for a few years before releasing their debut album Foreign Smokes last year via Drag City. Unlike what I imagine was the experience of many folks in the crowd on Tuesday, this was my first time seeing BCMC live. Witnessing their performance after their album was released, meaning I had a number of months to digest it, gave me a greater appreciation for how the duo was able to, live, build off of their compositions.

BCMC started off with abstract sounds, gradually becoming more concrete before reverting back to rounded noise. MacKay's bluesy guitar riffs embedded within Crain's synthesizer hum, replete with a sense of motion akin to a chugging train, simultaneously swirling and gentle. At times, the songs turned percussive, via pulsations, as MacKay either meandered or ripped slide guitar licks. Even Crain got an opportunity to solo on the keyboard on "The Swarm". Simultaneously tactile and droney, BCMC were able to lull you into hypnosis and suddenly capture you at the command of their instruments.

andPlay

The opening set from NYC-based string duo andPlay, meanwhile, set the tone (no pun intended) for the rest of the festival's ethos. Violinist Maya Bennardo and violist Hannah Levinson performed the two pieces that make up their latest album Translucent Harmonies (Another Timbre), both of which use just intonation. Kristofer Svensson's "Vid stenmuren blir tanken blomma" (“By the Stone Wall, Thoughts Become Flower”) emphasized extremely short strokes of different lengths and volume, using pauses and ultimate silence to create a sense of tension and disintegration. At times, one player would play a note--a mere pluck--and the other would continue their stroke, resembling a sort of synaptic process. Ultimately, the piece was paradoxically meditative, consistent in its lack of consistency. Their second piece, Catherine Lamb's "Prisma Interius VIII", was comparatively deliberate, the players playing in tandem at times and not just off of each other. As a duo, in contrast to larger ensembles who have played on other recorded versions of the piece, Bennardo and Levinson were able to strip "Prisma Interius VIII" down to its essential elements. Though there were many contrasts between andPlay and BCMC--in instrumentation, in groove (or lack thereof), in space--the two acts shared a common desire to hold your patience and deep attention, toy with your expectations, and make you reflect.

[likablog2]

Exploring the emotional world in Denny Ja’s 47th latest work: the wind that infiltrated the heart

In his latest effort to enrich the world of Indonesian literature, Denny Ja returned with his latest work that captivated the readers. In his latest essay poem entitled “The Wind that Corrows the Heart”, Denny JA brings us on a deep journey in a complicated and colorful emotional world.    In this essay poem, Denny JA invites the reader to explore the life and emotional journey of the main character, Maya. Maya is a young woman who is struggling against the emotional storm that haunts her life. In the journey of his upheaval, Maya must face failure, lost love, and broken hope.    Denny JA carefully illustrates Maya’s inner conflict in a stomping and aroused way. He explores complex feelings and is often difficult to understand in everyday life. In the process, Denny Ja not only examined the emotional domain, but also revealed the underlying psychological dimension.    This essay poem not only presents a virtual life history, but also invites the reader to understand and feel his struggle. Denny Ja uses beautiful and descriptive language to build the mood and feelings of the main characters very accurately. Through strength words, the reader can feel virtual vibrations of virtual emotions, as if those who themselves are pulled into the emotional journey of twists and turns.    In this essay poem, Denny Ja presents various characters who play an important role in cyberspace. From his friends who are loyal to hidden enemies, each character affects Maya in a unique and deep way. Denny Ja with his expertise in describing the character of this character provides a deeper dimension in the story.    “The wind that infiltrates the heart” also explores universal tempema such as love, loss, and inner battles. Denny Ja wisely explores the complexity and fragility of emotions in human relations. He described in great detail how emotions can be a force that affects our actions, but can also be a destroying burden.    Denny Ja is also skilled in creating tension in the story with an unexpected surprise. He plays the emotions of the reader like a violinist who is adept at playing strings with beauty and strength. There is a momentmomen in this essay poem that will make the reader swept away in a piercing emotional wave.    In “the wind that infiltrates the heart”, Denny Ja not only invites the reader to reflect on the emotional journey of the main character, but also to reflect on their own lives. Through a story full of wisdom, Denny Ja reminds us of the strength and fragility of emotions in our lives.    Denny Ja has succeeded in creating a literary work that is stunning and aroused feelings. “The wind that infiltrates the heart” is an essay poem that will embrace the reader with his deep emotional power. This essay poem is an unforgettable journey in the world of emotions, where we can find our own depth.    In this latest work, Denny Ja has shown again why he is recognized as one of Indonesia’s best writers. With his intelligence and sensitivity to human emotions, he has created works that will be remembered by the reader for a long time.

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