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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 years

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Twisted Tarot XII -- The Hanged Man

“What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.”

The Hanged Man, Upright: pause, surrender, letting go, new perspectives

The Hanged Man, Reversed: delays, resistance, stalling, indecision

He is trapped in a web of his own deceit, pretending to be a person that he is not. Beneath his veneer of cheer lies a person who is desperate to be heard. Surrender to this suspended moment in time, reassess the path ahead, and, finally, break away from stagnation and move freely to the future.

Reveal the Shape of thy Soul...

... Cater Diamond!

“Wow, Trey! It smells great in here. It looks like you really outdid yourself with the sweets this time 🎵”

The kitchen counter resembled a display case of pastries. Large tarts topped with glistening fruits, tiny cubed cakes crowned with edible flowers and fondant, and colorful, airy soufflés littered its surface. The smell of sugar hung in the air, forming a cloud of cloyingly sweet perfume.

He suppressed the urge to gag.

“You think so?” Trey wiped his hands off with a clean hand towel. The front of his apron was dusted with flour—a sign of his hard work the past few hours. “I guess I figured I should go all-out to celebrate Riddle’s recovery.”

“That’s so nice of you! I’m sure the dorm leader’ll appreciate it.”

“It’s the least I can do for him. He’s been through a lot. If it’s possible to give him some sense of ‘normalcy’ and stability, I think that’d really help.”

“Ahahah... Riddle-kun’s so lucky to have a friend like you looking out for him.”

Cater’s tone was jolly enough, but it did nothing to keep the pain that shot through his chest at bay. If he was a Diamond, then so was the feeling—a sparkling product of high pressure and heat, all the roiling turmoil buried deep within him.

It whispered his true desire: I wish that was me in Riddle’s shoes.

And Cater forced it back down.

“... Yup, you’re pretty amazing, Trey!”

“I’m nothing so spectacular,” he insisted, shrugging. “It’s the kind of habit you develop as the oldest kid. You give me too much credit.”

“Mm, can’t say I totally get it. Unlike you, I’m the youngest in my family—so having a kind big bro who’ll support you when the chips are down... That’s the dream!”

“... Is it?” Trey smiled awkwardly. Well-meaning but slightly confused.

“For sure! It’s why so many of the younger students look up to you so much—Riddle-kun too. You’ve got that reliable vibe to you!”

“You call me reliable, but was I really being that, I wonder?”

The world shuddered in silence, unable to provide an answer. Trey wasn’t sure if there was one, even if he sought it out for himself. Cater was too afraid to even take the first step.

The kitchen was at a standstill, punctuated only by the ticking of the clocks from the hallway. Seconds seemed louder, more heavy, in the quiet. Time marching on like card soldiers.

Moving forward without him.

Without Cater.

Trey sighed and shook his head. “Anyway, it’s still a little while before the unbirthday party, so I’m going to refrigerate this stuff.”

“Sounds like a plan. Oh—hold on for just a sec, lemme grab some pics! I’ll send them to Riddle-kun to let him know he’s in for a real treat!”

“What, not going to let it be a surprise?” With a half-hearted joke given, Trey whisked up a pyramid of brownies—covered in popping candy, with sour cherries baked into them—into his hands. “Be my guest.”

Cater grinned and whipped his phone out, almost instinctively opening the camera app. Leaning against the kitchen counter, he angled his phone low—as if through the eyes of ant on the counter itself, gazing up at wobbling mounds of sugar. A candy land of decadence.

Cater peered through his camera lens and gasped. Something eggy and cheesy hit his nose, drawing his attention to a strawberry-less tart. Whatever its filling was, it was very festive. Diced greens and reds, with veritable pockets of orange.

“... Huh? Is it just me, or does one of the tarts look and smell a little different than the others?”

“What?” Trey glanced up from the fridge, where he had just tucked away the brownies. “Oh, you must mean the quiche.”

“Quiche? That isn’t exactly something you’d have at an unbirthday party, is it? Won’t Riddle-kun... you know?” Cater made a beheading motion with an index finger.

“It’s close enough to being a savory tart, so it should be fine. I thought I should make you something you can actually enjoy for the celebration. I could rewrite the flavor, but then you’d still be left with that hit of sugar in the aftertaste once my magic wears off.”

“Aw, you were thinking of me too? You’re sweeter than your desserts.”

“Hey, don’t say embarrassing things like that. I: a party, so the guests should enjoy themselves. You too, Cater. You’re an important guest.” Trey ducked back into the fridge, pushing the brownies into a corner to make space for the rest of the baked goods.

... You really are the kind of person to support others, huh?

The pain in his chest returned, the throbbing more viscous than ever. Pressure and heat that made diamonds. Jewels with flaws and cracks, imperfections that he hid as best he could.

If he revealed it all, would Trey embrace them?

The name left his mouth before Cater could stop it. Feet set into motion, taking that first proverbial step. Calling out, reaching for a hand.

“Trey!!”

He turned, lifting an eyebrow. “Yeah? What’s up?”

Their eyes met, and Cater’s hopes were instantly crushed into diamond dust. Trey’s face was one that he knew well—the shapes and the expressions it formed. A dear classmate and friend.

If he confided in him, would that face remain? Or would Trey be a playing card, flipped? A new face revealed, one of alarm and disappointment.

I can’t believe it. You’re not the Cater I thought I knew. You’re just as superficial as your social media feed.

He hesitated—and swept the diamond dust under a rug.

“... No. Never mind, it’s nothing.”

“You sure?”

“Sure I’m sure!”

Cater forced out a laugh and scooped up a platter of cupcakes, eager to change the subject. “I’m done taking pics! Here, lemme help you with moving the cakes and stuff to the fridge. We should keep them as fresh as possible for Riddle-kun and the rest of the dorm!”

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tabloidtoc · 3 years

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OK, December 21

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Queen Elizabeth cancels Christmas

Page 1: Big Pic -- David Beckham in an ad for Haig Club

Page 2: Contents

Page 4: Bella and Olivia Jade Giannulli -- life on their own -- find out what Lori Loughlin and Mossimo Giannulli’s daughters have been up to while their famous parents sweat it out in prison -- Bella has been so stressed out and felt she deserved a trip with her buds so she went to a luxury resort in Santa Barbara over Thanksgiving weekend

Page 6: It’s been a little over a year since Felicity Huffman was released from prison after serving her time for role in the college admissions scandal but she is finally starting to get her life and career back on track -- initially she was nervous about working again given the controversy and everything that went down and she seriously wondered if there would be anything out there for her material-wise but she shouldn’t have worried as she landed a part in an upcoming pilot in which she’ll play a recently widowed owner of a Triple-A baseball team and she’s really excited about the show

Page 7: Kristin Cavallari is fed up with Carrie Underwood’s meddling in her divorce from Jay Cutler -- after Kristin called time on her seven-year marriage Carrie and her husband Mike Fisher who used to be Nashville couple-friends to both Kristin and Jay have taken Jay’s side and since then there’s been some snide stuff said that’s made it clear how Carrie really fills about Kristin -- while Jay spent Thanksgiving with Carrie and Mike, Kristin filmed a wine-fueled Instagram Live and Carrie finds this type of thirsty behavior on social media incredibly lame and she’s saying it’s obvious Kristin cares more about upping her profile than making any type of family peace

* After nearly 60 years in showbiz Cher has a different aspirations -- since traveling to Pakistan to help a mistreated elephant from a local zoo be relocated to an animal sanctuary she’s saying this is her new mission to help endangered species in third world countries and campaign for other good eco causes -- Cher spends much of her time cooped up and bored in her Malibu mansion and her trip made her realize there’s a world out there that needs her help

* Mark Harmon of NCIS is all work and no play these days and nearly two decades in the same TV gig as Leroy Gibbs has only made things worse as the responsibilities of the show seem to wear heavier on Mark by the year and even on a break you can’t get him to crack a smile or tell a joke; he’d rather go lie down in his trailer -- off set Mark and his wife of 33 years Pam Dawber get along because they’re such homebodies and Mark can usually be found working on his cars in the garage or relaxing in the yard and he cherishes his quiet time but people have stopped inviting him out because he’s known as Mr. Boring

Page 8: Dolly Parton is spreading Christmas cheer far and wide with a new TV special and album and Netflix movie but at her home in Tennessee the holiday spirit is decidedly lacking because Dolly is forgoing her favorite 40-year-running traditions which are filling her house with trees and driving her nieces and nephews and their kids around her farm in golf carts dressed as Santa and handing out presents because of her concern for her husband Carl Dean who has Alzheimer’s disease and he’s in a high-risk group for coronavirus so she’s restricted the property to just them and two staff members -- it breaks Dolly’s heart to have to cancel her big annual celebration and she’s still decorated her home to the nines but it’s a lonely feeling knowing the family won’t be there to see it

* Prince William and Duchess Kate Middleton are proving themselves to be perfectly postmodern parents by raising their kids Prince George and Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis with firm rules for TV and electronic use -- Kate who recently revealed she’s fielded her share of temper tantrums actively attempts to stave off meltdowns with a strict rewards chart and the kids have to earn screen time -- Kate prefers to keep them busy with activities like board games and hikes and baking which the children enjoy anyway

* After spending the last several years living a relatively low-key life in his native England Russell Brand is desperate to have a bigger presence in Hollywood but his wife Laura insists he stay put -- Russell’s craving SoCal living and the copious acting jobs and event invites that came with it but Laura prefers their British life outside the spotlight with their young daughters -- while some work has come to him in England like the upcoming Death on the Nile if he had his way he’d make a more aggressive career push in L.A.

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- stars stand out in festive green dresses -- Carly Pearce, Angela Bassett, Zendaya

Page 11: Jodie Comer, Adriana Lima

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Melissa Gorga vs. Jennifer Lahmers, Abigail Spencer vs. Hailey Bieber in Max Mara, Olivia Culpo vs. Aurora Culpo

Page 14: News in Photos -- Brooke Burke with Christmas ornaments that will be auctioned by non-profit Operation Smile

Page 16: Audrina Patridge brought along her daughter Kirra’s favorite toys for a picnic in Beverly Hills, Padma Lakshmi visits The Vitamin Shoppe in NYC, Brandy at the BET Soul Train Awards

Page 17: Kelly Rutherford felt the love from her dogs in L.A., Shawn Mendes out for a walk in Miami

Page 21: Robin Wright and husband Clement Giraudet held hands while riding their bikes in L.A., long-time friends Gabrielle Union and Snoop Dogg unpacked ingredients delivered by Shipt

Page 22: Josh Duhamel on The Ellen DeGeneres Show, Karlie Kloss on her new Adidas collection

Page 24: Vanessa Hudgens snuggled up to her beloved pup Darla while at the park in L.A., Jay-Z taking a walk around the island in Hawaii

Page 25: Kimora Lee Simmons and her children handed out food to residents of a housing complex, Prince Jackson safely helped a community church distribute food to those in need

Page 26: Inside My Home -- Ariel Winter’s stylish setup

Page 28: Like most Garth Brooks and wife Trisha Yearwood have had a challenging 2020 but their 15-year marriage was put to the test this past summer when the country superstars’ daughter Allie tested positive for Covid-19 -- they were worried sick and had to go into quarantine themselves and not being able to hold Allie’s hand was terrible for both of them but fortunately Allie’s case was mild and Garth and Trisha’s tests came back negative

Page 30: Kylie Jenner and Travis Scott who have amicably coparented their daughter Stormi since their split last year and recently spent Thanksgiving together as a family are drawing up plans to have another baby together in 2021 because both of them want to give Stormi a sibling ASAP and neither can imagine going through this process with anyone else -- the exes are figuring out a contract to specify their family plans that will protect Kylie’s money and outline coparenting terms more formally and give them each an agreeable share of custody if things don’t stay as rosy down the line

* They’ve costarred in five films and have proclaimed they’re each other’s work wives and are finally single at the same time so pals of Jennifer Aniston and Jason Sudeikis are urging the longtime friends to give it a go romantically especially now that Jason has split from Olivia Wilde -- Jennifer always says Jason makes her laugh the way no one else can -- while Jason’s primarily focusing on coparenting his kids he’s long harbored warm and fuzzy feelings toward Jen and he would love to ask her out but the only thing holding him back is the potential to ruin their solid friendship

* Love Bites -- Johnny Galecki and Alaina Meyer split, Rihanna and A$AP Rocky dating, Jonathan Bennett and Jaymes Vaughan engaged

Page 31: Matthew Perry’s loved ones are worried the Friends star has made a rash call by suddenly getting engaged to literary manager Molly Hurwitz -- the on-off two-year romance between Matthew and Molly has been dysfunctional from the get-go and Matthew’s way more into this than Molly who seems to love him more like a brother

* A rough year for Prince Harry and Meghan Markle including inter-family strife and a move across the pond and a devastating miscarriage has only strengthened their bond -- after Meghan revealed she and Harry had miscarried in July the two were quite overwhelmed by the outpouring of compassion and the response not only validated their decision to go public a thousand times over but it also helped them grow even closer -- they’re determined to put this behind them and try for another baby at the earliest opportunity but more than anything else it’s really underlined how they belong together as soulmates

Page 32: Cover Story -- Queen Elizabeth’s holiday shake-up -- inside the monarch’s heartbreaking decision to call off the family’s annual Christmas celebration -- the queen will celebrate the holidays at Windsor Castle in Berkshire for the first time in more than three decades -- while the queen is upset not to have the company of the younger royals this year she has to think about her and Prince Philip’s health

Page 36: Katie Holmes’ season of joy -- how Katie is spending the holidays with her new love Emilio Vitolo Jr.

Page 38: Mistaken Identity -- with these celeb look-alikes it’s deja vu all over again -- Carrie Underwood and Reese Witherspoon, Daniel Radcliffe and Elijah Wood

Page 39: Mark Wahlberg and Matt Damon, Amy Adams and Isla Fisher, Lucy Hale and Selena Gomez

Page 40: Interview -- Tommy Lee’s new beat -- the veteran rock star opens up about his latest solo album and his new fan base

Page 42: Gal Power -- how Wonder Woman actress Gal Gadot gets into superhero shape

Page 43: Fight Club -- these buttkicking superheroines pushed themselves to new limits -- Brie Larson, Scarlett Johansson, Danai Gurira

Page 46: Style -- Zendaya for Lancome’s new mascara

Page 48: Sleek activewear from celeb-loved label Gigi C Bikinis makes it easy to look like a star when you work out

Page 49: 5 minutes with Adrienne Bailon

Page 54: Entertainment

Page 58: Buzz -- Disney Holiday Singalong featuring Ryan Seacrest, Katy Perry, Pink and daughter Willow, Ciara and her kids Future and Sienna

Page 60: Sound Bites -- Nelly on feeling disappointed with placing third on Dancing With the Stars, Kaley Cuoco on husband Karl Cook’s social media presence, Megan Fox on first meeting boyfriend Machine Gun Kelly

Page 61: Paul McCartney on why he doesn’t like taking pictures with fans, Cardi B joking about how her 2-year-old crashed her selfie video

Page 62: Horoscope -- Sagittarius Vanessa Hudgens turned 32 on December 14

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Dan Levy

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Part 28 (NSFW)

"Absolutely not," Elaine said, folding her arms across her chest and leaning back in her chair.

"Why not!?" Demie said. He was standing on the threshold to her room, gripping the door frame so that he could lean his head in without stepping foot inside the room. "Marius has an Instagram, I can have one, too. It's not like I'm gonna go around telling the whole world where to find me."

"How are you even going to use it?" Elaine asked.

"I can borrow your computer while you're at work."

"Absolutely not. Besides, you can't even post to Instagram unless you have a phone."

"So, maybe it's time I get a phone, then."

Elaine scoffed. "With what money? And we don't even have wifi, we have fucking satellite internet."

"You can sell some of my dad's vinyls on eBay. And I'll only use it when we go into towns for shows."

"No."

Demie let out a frustrated noise. He'd been a bit excited after talking to Angel about Instagram. He figured it was about time for him to learn how to use the internet, if he was going to be showing up in someone else's pictures. Maybe interacting with people through a screen would give him a chance to get more comfortable with people. It seemed to be working with Angel - they could talk for hours over the phone, and he felt safe in Angel's presence.

"I can't have fucking anything!" He exclaimed, turning and slamming the side of his fist against the wood paneling of the hallways.

"Don't you fucking punch my walls!" Elaine shouted after him as he stomped across the living room towards his room.

"Fucking bitch," he grumbled as he stepped into his room and slammed the door behind him. Not that he was necessarily mad at her. She was right, after all - she worked two jobs just to keep the lights on and food in the fridge, and he knew that she spent most of her budget on food for him and the goats. She said she liked TV dinners and instant noodles, but he also knew how happy she got when she could afford to bring home an expensive steak.

At least she wasn't arguing that he was irresponsible. Since the festival - which he assumed she believed he went to, primarily because he'd lied and said he'd let Angel keep any photos he would've taken - she had eased up a little on the protectiveness. He could tell that she still worried, but she seemed to be coming around to Angel, little by little.

Though, he wondered if it had anything to do with the fact that the night of the festival, Marius had called and asked to talk to Elaine. She'd gone into her room and closed the door for their conversation, and when she came out she was in a better mood than Demie had seen in months.

Speaking of phones…

The handset for the landline was in his room from the last time he'd called Angel. He'd called to celebrate that his pregnant goat had given birth, to a sweet grey kid with black socks. The goatling had been the impetus for him finally asking Elaine about getting Instagram - he'd taken some Polaroids, but had no way to share them with Angel.

He picked up the phone and dialed Angel's number from memory. Angel picked up before the second ring.

"Hey, what's up?" Angel asked. He was all bubbly and cheerful, and Demie couldn't help but smile a little.

"Elaine said no to Instagram," Demie said.

"Aaaaah no, that sucks," Angel replied. "Did she say why?"

"She can't afford to get me a phone. And we don't have wireless internet."

"Shit, that sucks," Angel said. "That's too bad, because those guys finally posted the pictures of you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, they posted the close-ups of your horns. They got a lot of likes, lots of people asking in the comments where they can buy horns like that," Angel said, then laughed. "There's this one pic that has your eyes in it, and it looks so intense and artistic. Maybe I should see if I can convince these guys to take some pictures of me."

"Well, uh… the tall one seemed to like you a lot," Demie said. He wasn't really sure what he was saying, the words just sort of tumbled out of his mouth. "Maybe he could, like, be your boyfriend."

He cringed at the words. Not so much at the idea of two guys dating - once again, he told himself that he wasn't homophobic - but more at the idea of Angel dating… well, anyone. Demie didn't have any real relationship experience, but he definitely felt that if Angel started dating someone, he'd see a lot less of him. Considering that Angel was only the second friend he'd ever had, he didn't really want to compete for his attention.

"Who, Dylan?" Angel said with a laugh. "Oh, honey, no, Dylan is painfully straight."

Demie felt like he'd been kicked in the sternum. The wind just all went out of his lungs. He wasn't really sure what he was feeling. He felt a little sick, but also oddly relieved, which made him feel even worse. What did he care that there was no chance Angel would date Dylan? Why did he want to be the only person Angel paid attention to?

"So, what's up with you? How's the baby goat?"

"Oh, um," Demie struggled to find his voice again. "He's fine. He's kind of needy, everytime I go outside he screams at me until I pick him up and carry him around."

"Awwwww. Hey, could I come see him sometime? I would die to pick up a baby goat."

"Um… yeah. Yeah, sure."

"Great! I'm doing a Burlesque show at a bar in town on Wednesday, but I could drive out to your place on Thursday afternoon?"

"Yeah. Yeah, that's fine. I mean, I'm always here." Demie's face went hot at the thought of seeing Angel again. He told himself to calm down, that it was normal for friends to visit.

But he'd never had friends come visit. That this would be Angel's third time driving all the way out to Billy Brook meant that he actually enjoyed spending time with Demie.

"Great! You can cook for me again, I can't stop thinking about those tomato things you made last time."

"Y-yeah. Okay." Demie squirmed, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable as he sat on the bed.

"Who taught you how to cook, by the way?"

"M-my grandma."

"Oh yeah, I could tell. There's just something about grandparents' recipes, like there's all those generations of culture and family and love and stuff… Whenever we visited my grandparents, my grandma would spend all day cooking and--"

Demie's head was swimming, and he was hardly paying attention to what Angel was saying. He wondered why he was light-headed all of a sudden, when he glanced down at his lap. His dick had slid out of its sheath and was half-hard.

"Oh, fuck--" He murmured.

"Hello?" Angel said. "You okay over there?"

"Yeah-- yeah, I um, I gotta go."

"Oh. Okay. We're still on for Thursday, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, sure. Bye."

"Byeee--" Angel said, but Demie hung up the phone before Angel could finish the word.

He flopped down onto his back, breathing heavily. He'd gotten random boners before, but never while talking to a guy. Not like he had a lot of experience talking to guys, outside of his cousins.

He exhaled through his nose, taking hold of his dick. He closed his eyes and started rubbing himself. It was almost mechanical. He was confused. He was turned on, but couldn't figure out why. This had been happening more and more often. He wondered if this was a part of reaching adulthood for satyrs. After all, myth said his people were extremely sexually active. His parents had both passed away when he was young, without giving him the birds and the bees talk, and Marius had always seemed uncomfortable with talking about sex. So he didn't really have any frame of reference.

He was in the middle of stroking himself when the door to his room opened.

"Hey, we need to have a talk about you using the phone all the ti-- JESUS FUCK!" Elaine exclaimed, suddenly drawing back out of the doorway.

"GODS!" Demie shouted, sitting up and dragging a sheet over his dick. "FUCKING KNOCK!"

"STOP CALLING YOUR BUTT BUDDY EVERY FUCKING DAY, YOU'RE RACKING UP THE PHONE BILL!" Elaine shouted, her voice getting further away as she was clearly headed back towards her room.

Demie's breath came out as loud snorts. He had two thoughts in his head: first, that he was still hard despite the interruption; and second, that he had no intention of reducing his calls to Angel, so he probably had to find some way to pay Elaine back for the phone bill.

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theelegit · 4 years

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The Fey Festival

As Tassarion entered the Gala of the Fey Festival, an exciting time in the high forest it was one of the many times he felt, uncomfortable, but also…. happy. Not dawning his insignia’ d armor he felt naked wearing these fine garments made of silk and cotton. He definitely looked the part of that of a fine festival goer, but he often lacked the courtesy needed to really impress. He had his most trusted friend by his side as well… Swift Virtue, a beautiful inscribed Scimitar he used in countless battles. He also made sure to have a dagger close by in his boots just in case.

Toruvial his sister however, was quite the opposite. She relished in the few chances to really dress up and take time away from her duties to spend the night drinking and dancing with friends, family, and most importantly… Neronvain. She was often considered quite the head turner in her low cut deep forest green dress that left little to the imagination. She had long white gloves with a golden bracelet. Her golden necklace with the emerald brooch that the prince had given her on her 100th birthday. She often talked about that meadow, much to Tassarions annoyance. A time that seemed simpler between them. Her hair was done up with a beautifully ornate golden pick. A small dagger more then likely. But only those closest to her would know that. She of course arrived at his side and for the night would be the envy of the room as Neronvain in all counts was the most eligible bachelor.

The festival would happen at the center of town and took weeks to prepare. The trees, walls, tables, and tents all adorn bright colored flowers, beautiful exotic colored tapestries, and sparkling lights of all types and effects. Magic if you do not know often came natural to elves. As such its displays were gloriously used as part of the festival. There was music and drink and a feast fit for the festivities.

Tassarion and Tourvial would take there place on either side of Prince Neronvain at the head table down from where the king, King Maladrach, also sat. The king dressed in the finest of silks, a platinum crown adorned his head. He was sereen and beautiful yet his age was starting to show. The table itself was made of an onyx stone in the shape of a slight U with ornate and intricate carvings depicting that of the history of the kingdom and rise to a cherished and profitable past.

Tassarion took a glance out and about at the merriment before him, both in recon as well as amusement. He found himself always on edge in fear of anything that might come there way.

Neronvain seemed to take notice. “Tassarion, why do you have that look on your face. If I were to know you I would say you are still working?”

Tassarion looking a slight sheepish; smiled, “My Lord, you know me all too well” as he let out a chuckle. “Force of habit I suppose. My apologies. I aim to have a good time tonight.”

Neronvian pondered the words a moment then gave a nod. He too always adorned with the finest of garments. A rich purple clock sat on a similar silken shirt. A golden crown and jewelry adorning his fingers. His unique Golden Talon rings gripping the edge of his left hand, a symbol of elegance as well as a statement of power.

At this you would hear the loud laugh and slightly drunken cackle of Torouvial as Neronvain leaned over and whispered something in her ear. If one were to watch closely they would see the faint long glance up and down that Neronvain would occasionally give to her, clearly impressed by her attire as well. It’s a wonder why they still remain friends to this day as there is always an edge of intimacy that seems to push the boundaries ever so faintly, like that of a lapping shoreline slowly eroding away the land.

Tourvial laughs again and softly put her hand on his arm and leans back with a drink.

“Something funny sister?” Tassarion asks hoping to break up the slight awkwardness he was beginning to feel.

“Oh its nothing Tassarion, just a joke shared among old friends. Relax we are here to have a good time. Might be worthwhile for you to drink some more wine and loosen up.” As she pours him a glass of Elverquist, the finest Elvenwine in all the lands.

“I even heard Lady Rendalle was to be in attendance tonight… and I hear she may have quite the liking to you”… As she shoots Neronvain a playful look with a smile.

“Is that so?”, Neronvain looks over to Tassarion with a slight tilt of his head and an encouraging smirk. “You know she would make a fine wife and a powerful ally to the court. She, from what I’ve heard, is quite the topic of discussion, and a beautiful Elleth. You could certainly do a lot worse”, as he gives another laugh and sips some more wine.

Tassarion laughs a bit but brushes it off and continues to sip his drink and watch the festivities.

“I think I’ll stick to the true love of my life” patting at his sword.

“I still can’t believe you brought that with you… how are you to even dance with that on you?” Tourvial asked in slight annoyance

“Trust me, I’ll be fine. I’m the one that works best close up dear sister. You’re more of the distance keeper, perhaps you’re the one with two left feet?” he looks forward to the crowd lifting his cup up knowing he was successful in his attempt to test his sister.

“I do not have two left feet! I’m quite good at dancing I’ll have you know. I’m just sad the only one youll be dancing with tonight at this rate is your sword” she says in a slightly harsher tone.

Before Tassarion could rebuttal Neronvain intervenes.

“Well then Touruvial why don’t you show my just how good those feet are at dancing?” as he gets up and offers out his hand with a smile.

Needing not to say another word Tourivial quickly gets up as her hand slowly drifts down his arm until it meets his hand and she leads him out on the dance floor.

Neronvain can’t help but to admire her as she leads him to the center of the dance floor as if in a trance. She has become quite the Elleth and even he has taken notice, though would likely never act or say anything of the sort to her. It would not be in his place to as she is one of his most trusted guards and personal friend.

As they start the crowd begins to clear as the music pics up. This has turned into a spectacle as the prince has decided to grace the crowd with a dance. As the music starts slow they both bow to one another then embrace and begin. Their bodies moving to the rhythm of the music as they eb and flow in unity with each other. Neronvain twirls Touruvial out and then back to him as she comes close to him hair briefly falling down the side of her face. Close enough to feel in that brief moment the breath of each other on the their face and thier hearts beating faster as the music begins to pick up the pace and they begin to glide around the dancefloor.

Tassarion had to admit when he was wrong, she was quite the dancer. But in a sense, he knew that. Besides his attention was drawn away from the spectacle at the center of the floor. As a certain Lady Rendalle caught his eye with a brief smile. Lady Rendalle was a high Elf of the Misty Forest from a powerful family. She had long blond hair and eyes like the stars. She wore a light blue dress with emeradls and gems cut around the top, one shoulder lay bare. She had vibrant silver eaarings and a thing silver necklace with what looked to be a small centerpiece of platinum with her family crest on it.

As she smiled at him its almost as if a breeze blew slightly This way as he could almost smell her fragrance as it drifted by beckoning him like a ship to a sirens call. He would just hope to not crash the ship but instead make a memory or two. He quickly gulped down his wine, took a deep breathe, and stood up.

It was at this moment that the music climaxed to a fantastic ending with Prince Neronvain dipping Touruvial low to the ground then pulling her back up close once again to him. They stared at each other a bit longer then expected seemingly captivated by the moment, and each other. The crowd began to clap and cheer at the marvelous dancing. Tassarion began to make his way over to Lady Rendell but noticed a waiter coming up to offer Neronvain and Toruvial a drink. This is not uncommon at these types of parties but it wasn’t noticed at first. A slight trail of muddy footprints leading to the dancefloor. The boots of the waiter were not muddy and in fact were supremely neat but yet the trail was following him. But that was odd as most those attending here wouldn’t have come from the swamps to the south and it hadn’t rained in days.

Tassarion glanced back over to Lady Rendalle who smiled expectantly for him to approach but he quickly made his way towards Neronvaint when he saw him grab two glasses and turn towards Torouvial. The waiter then abruptly turned and headed directly away. Tassarion knew this wasn’t right.

“My Prince!” he shouted out. “Stop!” As he rushed over and knocked the drinks out of his hands and onto the floor. There was a brief pause and a look of shock on Neronvains face as the crowd momentarily went quite and all stood still, save one person. The waiter. Tassarion turned around and drew his sword yelling for the waiter to stop. The waiter, whos back was still towards them stopped and stood still for a moment. As Tassarion inched his way towards him. At almost a flash of light… or shall we say dark… the visage of the waiter turned to that of a drow. The enemies of those in the high forest and to high elves and sun elves all together. As he turned and hurled a blade. Instinctually Tassarion deftly ducked slapped the dagger out of the way and and smirked while yelling “you’ll have to do better then that!”. The drow then drew his own sword and charged at Tassarion.

Behind them Tourovial still holding Neronvain immediately begun to take in the surroundings and notice a noble looking elf dressed in fine dark black and golden robes quickly approach behind them and draw a small iron and steel object familiar to those who have fough drown before. A pistol and raised it at Neronvain. She quickly slapped her hand up as the pistol rang out missing neronvain by mere inches. With her other hand grabbed her dagger pick from her hair and twirled and struck out at the noble whos form changed into that of another drow.

The place erupted into panic as attendees of the festivel screamed and started running and clearing out of the place. The king and his court were quickly escorted by his personal gaurds and taken away as the fighting began in the center of the room. Similar to that of a dance, but this, a dance of death.

Tassarion deflected blow after blow as the drow swung with a strong overhand followed by a quick punch to Tassarions chin. He was quick that much was sure. But he was sloppy. He left openings that could be taken advantage of. And tassarion did just that. Another quick display of swings followed by a big thrust forward by the drow allowed Tassarion the moment he needed. Spinning to his left and catching the drow with an elbow knocking him slightly back and dazed. Tassarion quickly took his sword and thrust it behind him and into the stomach of the drow and withdrew the blade, now dripping of blood. The drow dropped his sword clutched his wound and fell.

Meanwhile Toruvial kept herself in front of Neronvain as she was locked in a death grip with this drow. Both hands locked together one on the pistol that fired two more times in the air, the other hand her dagger trying desperately to break free. She glared at the drow whos intensity matched her own. For a moment it was just them in the room. Similar to her moments with Neronvain all that she could feel and see was her heart beat beating faster and her anger growing as she could feel the breath of the drown in front of her. This dance would end differently. Of that she would make sure.

She yelled out, “Neronvain, get out of here!”.

And almost as if she summoned them herself it was then that she noticed two more figures approach from behind the drow. More foe from the looks of it, one carried a sword and pistol, the other a staff. The tides were slowly turning. How did they get here and how do they have so many? Where are the guards?

These thoughts were quickly broken up by Neronvains voice, “I’m not leaving you” he shouted as he stepped to the side of her. “You want me?” he said as he goaded them, “We shall see who falls today and who will crawl back to the depths of Lolths pits like the spiders you are”. As he said this he began to move his arms and speak in sylvan as fire began to appear in his hands as he threw out several rays of pure fire at the drown gunslinger. Hitting two times but missing the third. The drow laid dead on the floor, body scorched.

Touruival seeing this stomped her foot down on the drow in front of her followed by a quick knee to the stomach. With the momentum in her favor she slammed her head into her foe’s knocking her back as her hand broke free and she took the dagger across the drow’s throat.

As the drow slowly fell to his knees her vision cleared on the last remaing drow mage. The mage began casting a spell as lighting crackled around her and she thrust her staff out. Neronvain seeing this quickly made a soft spoken word and gesture as the drows spell fizzled out. The drow looking down confused for but am oment on what happened looked up just in time to see a golden dagger with a small emerald gem on the hilt flying towards her from the hand of Toruvial. And just as quickly as it began, the fight ended. There was a brief pause by the three of them as they quickly ackowneldged one another and their surroundings. Tourvial walking to the dead mage and pulling the dagger from her now bloddied face and wiping it clean on the drows clothes. It was at this time that the elven high guard came rushing in securing the prince Neronvain and ushering him to safety.

For the moment it was mostly quiet. A few gaurds skirted the exterior on high alert as Tassarion and tourovial were left alone to survey the aftermath. Tables and chairs knocked over. The drown bodies lay cold and dead on the floor the ground now mixed with blood and wine. Tassarion looked at his sister.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes brother I am fine. Seems you took a good hit to the chin.” Noticing the slight cut and bruising on his face. “Getting slow are we?”

“Had to give him hope that he could best me. Im doing just fine by the way thanks for asking”.

Tourvial needed not ask. They had fought in many battles together and knew that a few drown wouldn’t best her brother or her. Although this was too close for comfort.

“How did they get here?” she asked. “And so close with these numbers?”

“I have no idea but it isn’t good. They have never risked or made such a direct attack on us. And why target Neronvain. Why not the king?”

“These are all good questions Tassarion. Perhaps we will find something here amongst the bodies though I doubt it” she said as she knelt down and began searching through them.

They both surveyed and searched the bodies and the scene of death displayed in front of them. Nothing. No leads. No info. Just bodies and blood. That is... until they both noticed something peculiar. Daggers, of which three of the four had. Daggers made in the high forest. Only available to that of the high guard.

As if on cue a guard approached them flanked by another.

“We killed two more on the outskirts sir but I am sure there are more of them out there. We found several of our own murdered and a few fell in the combat in the outskirts. We lost good soldiers today. We must keep on high alert.” You could feel the pain in his voice as he spoke these words.

“Were any of the men found high guard?” Tourvial asked

“And who was in charge of security for the festival?” Tassarion asked.

“None my lady, none were high guard. As for security for the festival that would have been Emery’il, sir. We are still looking for him. But He is nowhere to be found. We fear he may have been taken or killed as well.”

“I smell a snake in the grass brother,” Tourvial said looking at him.

“As do I. This wasn’t just a drow attack. This was organized and planned with insider information. These weapons were given to them, and I have a feeling Emery’il is somehow involved. One thing is sure dear sister. We must find this snake before he slithers underground. He may be the only one who has answers.”

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Review: Nendoroid 701 Snow Miku: Twinkle Snow Ver.

There are some Nendo I buy because they have parts I want, some I buy because I’m a fan of the character they’re based on and there are some I buy because they just are too adourable.

Nendoroid Snow Miku: Twinkle Snow Ver. belongs to the last category and she’s still my all time fave Nendo for beauty, no one looking as adourable as her in my books.

Expensive... as almost all the Snow Miku, but if there’s a Snow Miku I don’t regret buying in the slightest (and I love my other Snow Miku) it’s her.

But, in case you’re not familiar with the term, why is she called a “SNOW MKU” and not just ‘Hatsune Miku’?

During "Sapporo Snow Festival 2010" a snow sculpture of 'Hatsune Miku,' was created. From that moment on "SNOW MIKU" became one of the main characters of Hokkaido winter with her own "SNOW MIKU" festival, held each year, her figure being turned into a different Nendo each year.

From 2012 the costume design for "SNOW MIKU" is selected in an online competition on different themes every year.

Nendoroid Snow Miku: Twinkle Snow Ver. is the winner of the 2017 competition whose theme was 'Stars and Constellations of the Winter Hokkaido'.

You can also see a rabbit near Miku, that’s Rabbit Yukine, her pet, a lepus timidus ainu (a kind of mountain hare), chosen as her pet among the animals in winter of Hokkaido, from among the public in 2014 (although in 2013 Snow Miku already had a snow bunny with herself).

Well, now let’s give a look to the illustration made by illustrator Nishina that inspired her.

You might notice Yukine looks different because he’s actually based on an illustration made by another illustrator LF.

I’ll let you see the official art for her as well because it’s worth it.

And now let’s dig into how this Nendo is.

Snow Miku: Twinkle Snow Ver.’s package is a special package created just for her. The package is in a pristine white (though due to poor illumination it might not seem so) with images of her behind it and on its sides. Do yourself a really HUGE favour and avoid buying bootlegs of this Nendo. She might be expensive but her beauty is worth it.

If you raise the bottom part you get this:

a beautiful pop up snow and star filled scenery just for her which can work as a stage for her to sing her songs.

If you instead open the right side of the box you are first shown the draw that inspired her...

... then you can pull her blister pack out, with Snow Miku in all her beauty wrapped in protective plastic.

And here she’s unwrapped.

As you can see she comes with many interesting accessories (and her stand is attached below the blister pack).

But let’s go with order.

The less insteresting part first, her stand and Yukine’s.

Yukine’s stand and brace are the standards for pets and companions.

In the past I talked of how Nendoroid Mami Tomoe Maiko ver. has the same stand and brace for Bebe.

The brace is not the standard one but the one used for female Nendoroids with hair floating on their backs. I talked about it, talking about Nendoroid Asirpa. I don’t know why they gave her this brace as her long hair are tied into twintails at the sides of her head and therefore don’t fall on her back.

Whatever, maybe it support better her weight as due to those twintails she IS heavier than many other Nendo.

The base is a square one but huge compared to the standard base, likely that big to host the overmentioned twintails as well.

Of course we’ve instructions in English and Japanese.

And now let’s look at all of Snow Miku’s disassembled parts!

We’ll start with the legs.

Snow Miku comes with some delicious blue ballerinas with the sole in gold, a single lovely garter wrapped in an equally lovely blue string on her left leg and adourably cute poofy underwear.

Yes, she has two set of underwears because if you use the one on the right with the bent legs you can have her sitting down.

It’s also worth to note how the peg connecting her lower body to her chest is a mobile one, allowing her more mobility in the waist area compared to many other Nendo.

I love how they carefully depicted all the folds of te gaiter and of her underwears.

Arms now.

We’ve 4 arms, 2 right ones and 2 left ones, but the upper part can be removed, allowing for even more posing.

The long sleeves in a pale blue with parts of dark blue and a white line with a lovely star attached at the end are incredibly cute and again the folds are well depicted.

The hands, 6, are covered by blue fingerless gloves. In addition to the standard open and closed hands we’ve hands to hold a beautiful snow star crystal...

and one to hold the baton to direct the orchestra as she sings.

Apparently the star crystal can’t be removed but the baton can. It’s very tiny and of a beautiful gold colour.

Another accessory she can hold is her cute star shaped pillow.

This one isn’t of solid plastic but of a soft, squishy material. I love it.

And now let’s give a look at her body.

Her dress is a mix of blue, pale blue, gold and white. It’s elegant and lovely with all those beautiful fonds and details and the colours mixing so well.

Behind there’s a ribbon and it becomes almost translucent, as if it was a cape with, again, two lovely little stars.

Really, the care for details is amazing in this one.

Here, admire it with all its parts.

Faceplates now!

They’re three but each expression is lovely. For start they all have adourable gold star shaped earrings.

Stars are also shining in Miku’s eyes, both as light in her eyes but also in her wink.

The fist expression have a cute, almost kitty like smile, the second is filled with cheer and the third is an adourable sleepy expression with Miku yawning with tears in her eyes, fitting for the nocturnal theme of the stars and the fact she comes with a pillow.

The slight blush, the tiny white dots on her cheecks that lighten her expression, they all increase her charm.

And now something else I also adoure about her.

Her hair.

Instead than Miku’s usual green hair, Snow Miku have azure hair, fading into white, adourned with star snowflakes and tied into two beautifully long and detailed twintails, not her usual straight twintails but poofy twintails with strands fluttering away from them and the tips curling. Her frontal hair are hold in place by a gold starshaped pin, also beautiful and do we want to talk of the ribbon tying her twintails?

Long, blue but they also fading in white, adourned with a penragram, gold star and snow crystals, their tails falling so beautifully along Miku’s hair.

Ah, they’re a work of art!

(On a sidenote the tails of the ribbons are attached to the twintails, but the ribbons are actually a separate piece which is inserted with a peg in Muku’s head and therefore can’t be used on other Nendo. I was afraid to remove it in fear of breaking it so I’ve never tried doing it but I guess it can be done. I just wouldn’t recommend it as it would be a pity to break it.)

Anyway I ABSOLUTELY love her hair.

And, of course, as in many Mikus, it’s long enough to allow her to stand without a stand, supported by her hair only.

She’s such a cutie, isn’t she?

And now two words on Yukine.

Yukine is really, really cure, with that blue scarf with stars at the end and that star on his head. The winking expression makes Yukine look mischievous and a perfect pet for Miku.

Yukine’s head can be removed, she means one can also turn it in different directions... but apart for it there’s nothing else that can be moved.

In case you were wondering yes, Yukine has a tail, which in this version seems to be star shaped (Yukine’s tail changes shape according to the theme).

Accessories now as Snow Miku comes with a bunch of them.

For start there’s a lovely table with a starry tablecloth.

It’s really cute although it reminds me of a fortuneteller table.

You can rest on it this lovely tea cup with a cute snow crystal on it.

Although it’s meant to be drank Miku doesn’t come with a hand to hold it so you can just rest it on the table. Also I couldn’t remove it from the plate. Maybe it’s possible and mine just is a little hard but I didn’t want to break it.

In order to sit around the table Yukine and Miku can use two very special chairs, shaped as snow clouds!

As you can see there’s a concavity for Miku and Yukine’s bodies so as to hold them in place. The below surface is flat so you can rest them on each surface but you can’t connect them to the stand.

Miku and Yukine though can sit still on them without needing stands so maybe that’s on purpose.

We continue with this snow crystal part for Miku to walk on.

In trasparent blue plastic, it’s beautiful and gives me a Frozen feeling, making me think of when Elsa runs away from her palace on a bridge she created with snow and ice.

We continue with an icy music stand to use with her baton so she can direct her starry orchestra.

It’s really cute.

If I’ve to be honest the only thing I’m not too fond of is the ‘musical effect’.

Those two transparent plastic stripes with snow, stars and music themes are to be attached to this starry piece, each strip should slid into the space in between each star.

The ring at the bottom (in the pic placed at the right so you won’t have a too long image) is meant to be inserted in the brace that support Miku like this.

The overall effect doesn’t really impress me much...

...but of course it might be just me. Also as the stripes aren’t that soft they weren’t really happy to be bend into circles. Maybe I overworry but I was afraid they would snap the stars holding them.

Now… poses.

They’re all adourable and easy to get. Maybe the one who’s a little more of a nuisance is the one with the star and music effect above exactly due to them not being that comfortable to latch around Miku. But maybe it’s just me.

Would anyone who’s not fan of Vocaloids or of Hatsune Miku, want to buy her?

Well, as said above I’m TOTALLY partial to her. She’s adourable, extremely cute and I just can’t resist her.

I think she’s totally worth being bought, her spare parts are also very nice, the sitting part as far as I’m involved is always a plus, she comes with cute furniture and her yawning expression is so sweet and her hair and dress are beautiful and... well I love her.

She’s expensive, true, but for me she’s totally worth it.

#Nendoroid #Nendoroids #VOCALOID #Hatsune Miku #Snow Miku #Female Nendoroid #My Nendo Review

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SEVENTEEN REACTION: S/O being cuddly and clingy

HIP HOP | VOCAL TEAM | PERFORMANCE TEAM

By: Aria

Genre: Fluff

REQUESTED!

S. COUPS

As soon as the movie started you wanted to be near to Seungcheol. His proximity makes you feel warm and comfy. After all, you two have been separated for almost three months since he went on tour nearly that year so you missed him too much and set for yourself that you weren't wasting the moments that you were able to be together in calm, without the stress of his work or your studies, just enjoying yourselves.

The couch wasn't wide enough for being far from the other so you got the perfect excuse about being near to him, okay no... Not even near, stuck to him. You moved your body softly to find the perfect position being the little spoon you always were covering yourself with the fluffy blanket Seungcheol grabbed in his hands.

You pouted when the cold wind touched your tip toes because they weren't covered. Cheol noticed your tremble and giggled at your cute reaction. He dropped the rug and lifted a bit to cover you with it. You smiled at him and he tilted a little to attain your lips in a soft peck.

"You don't know how much I missed you, Cheollie." You whispered while he regained his last position behind you tying his arm on your waist and leaving another peck on your neck.

"No, baby... I missed you more." He murmured with his big eyes shining in the happiness of having you by his side. Your hands met his hand resting delicately on your stomach.

"I was a lonely baby." You added with a clingy tone that made his eyes roll in disbelief but without leaving the dreamy smile painted on his kissable lips.

"Hmmm... I doubt about it." He grunted while his hand left yours and traveled your back till it met a strand of your hair and he started playing with it. "Did you forget how many pics you sent in your daily pajama parties with your Unnies?" He asked playfully.

You faced him pouting again and stamping: "But they aren't youuu. And I wanted to be with my booooooy."

"You're definitely a baby mess. How did I fall for someone this coddled?" He laughed while you hid your face in his neck because of the red blushing on your cheeks.

"I'm not coddled!" You discussed sitting on your knees. "I just love the most handsome, kind, talented and sexy guy in this world, and I want to be with him 24/7 'cause he gives me peace and love. Lots of love and..."

Your words were suddenly stopped by the sweet touch of Seungcheol lips on your telling you to stop and relax next to him for the very first time after a long wait.

WONWOO

“How many time have I tell you to keep calm while I’m recording?” Your boyfriend asked trying to keep as relaxed as possible in front of your desperate behavior. His eyes were shut wide open waiting for an answer to come out from your lips. But you still pressing them in a childish smirk.

“I’m sorry, Beanie!” You almost shouted standing with a little jump and kissing his cheek.

“Oh! I can’t believe you’re acting like this…” He argued placing his hands in his hips with an accusing appearance that he has been using for days when you started acting this clingy.

You didn’t move a centimeter when you got sited back on where you stayed early keeping an angelic look holding your hands against your face and blinking fast.

“What’s wrooooong, babeeee?” You asked lengthening the words swinging your legs in the chair like a little girl. You heard Woozi growling and throwing some paper over his desk leaving the cringey scene you were making.

You just wanted some attention from your 24/7 busy boyfriend. You didn’t have enough time to be by his side and attending his recordings was an opportunity to see how wonderful he was. You admired him a lot and weren’t able to believe that you won his heart despite your different personalities.

“Okay, just hear me.” He added wanting to clarify the things for both sakes. “You know that I need to work, and recording is something important and I can’t being distracted.” He softened his look to tell you this in an understandable way.

“But-”

“No ‘buts’, Y/N.” He stopped your intervention with his deep voice almost whispering. Looking up for your eyes that were covered by crocodile tears just trying to make him feel bad.

His heart fluttered at your sight. He melted at your cuteness. You made him soft every time and he hasn’t learned how to control himself when you acted like that, being a childish girl, a baby. His baby.

“Baby, please don’t.” he said cupping your face with his hands. “Let’s make a deal, okay?” He smiled while you nodded bustling. “If you behave we’re going to have a cuddle’s night.” Your eyes brightened in triumph.

“And I can take my teddies?” You pouted.

“Yep!” He said calling back Jihoon.

“Deal!” You ended happy.

MINGYU

“Minnieeeeeee!” You shouted running towards the door where your boyfriend stood trying to handle his baggage after two months away on tour. He dropped it when you clenched around his neck and tried to round his waist with your legs. But the daze of the flight made him stagger and the falling down in his back with you.

“Auch!” He whined massaging the back of his head demonstrating the pain in his face. You instantly raised up and went to the kitchen for some ice to put him.

“I’m sorry, baby.” You apologized with a baby tone placing the cold bag in the painful place. He just smiled and received it held against his head. You answered with a worried smirk.

You helped him with the bags and stayed talking a while in the bedroom.

“Are you okay?” You pouted feeling guilty.

“I am. Don’t worry.” He answered with a soft tone. “I’m kinda tired. You know…”

You knew he just wanted you to be clingy with him. He always misses how cheesy you both were and claimed to recover the time apart.

“So…” You started entangled your arms in his waist and looking up at his gaze.

“So, we’re going to cuddle the whole week ‘cause I’m on holiday.”

You jumped in joy bringing ahead your cuddly mood for the guy that drove you crazy. He closed a little his eyes and then blinked looking like a cute puppy. You both giggled at the sight of each others being this soft.

The night was cold so you decided to order some food and stay in bed covered while watching some cartoons like a pair of kids.

“My cute little girl whom I love like crazyyyy.” He said unexpectedly hugging you tight and you laughed at him. He pouted in response and you decided to tickle him. You knew how weak he was and wanted to take advantage in the playful situation you were having.

He lost himself in laughter and started trembled getting closer to the edge of the mat. You noticed it seconds before he fall and you grabbed his arm. He shut his eyes open in shock but started laughing again.

“Who’s the clumsiest boyfriend in the world?” You asked teasing him poking his cheeks. “Aren’t you a babyyyy? You’re my baby!” You added hugging him.

“Ain’t me the one who’s supposed to say that?” He said before you kissed him softly making him blush. “Okay no… I’m not complaining.” He added responding your hug.

VERNON

You could tell that this was going to be your first date after around a year and you weren’t an expert hiding your excitement. Vernon was someone that made you feel truly loved. He was handsome, kind and funny, what else could you asked for? He said he was arriving at 7pm for you and you were basically waiting for him half an hour before the planned.

When you saw his car turning around the corner a smile painted your face. This was the moment you have been waiting for weeks.

Your legs felt shaky and your heartbeat was trying to knock you down, because it couldn’t go faster. You took a deep breath to chill, cleaning your sweaty hands in your skirt and smiling while walking towards the vehicle.

“Hi, Y/N.” Vernon said with a flirty smile and a killer gaze over you. You looked gorgeous behind his eyes. You were the most perfect girl in the world and having you was for him something incredible. You leaned to give him a peck with a playful grin.

“Hi, babe. Where are we going?” You asked immediately.

Ten minutes later you were at the local festival where you were about to spend the whole night playing those common games, laughing like a fool at his craziness. Walking around the place, holding hands and eating whatever you found. But, something caught your attention: The Maze.

“Noonie…” You said timidly drawing circles in the floor with your right foot. He looked at you waiting for you to continue. “Do you love me?” You asked acting like a child. Of course he did, you were just looking for a way to obtain what you wanted.

“Are you seriously asking me that?” He giggled with awe in his face walking to you and posing his hands on your waist. “I’ll do whatever to prove it.”

“Will you?” You smiled widely knowing that you already won. He just nodded.

Then, there were you both in the middle of the crowd screaming and cheering you boy. He was sweaty of the much effort he was putting on making a record with the maze, but he was also enjoying it. It was amazing when the bell indicated he scored the best and the prize was yours.

“That’s my baby! You’re the sweetest and most amazing guy in the world. I can believe how cute and perfect you are.” You basically screamed pushing his cheeks and kissing loudly all over his face leaving lipstick marks on it.

“Babe…” He said embarrassed. “Can you control yourself a bit? I beg that everyone is looking at us.” You looked at him judging but ignoring what he said and starting kissing him again.

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The Hostess of the Home

I’m posting some of my older pics over here on Tumblr from the Forum. Enjoy!

Narcissi Malfoy, cold This is set in 1975, a year after Narcissa and Lucius are married. This was a Secret Santa for PropertyofCora

The Hostess of the Home Memories of Christmas at the Black family estate just outside of London had always been filled with an amber glow and feelings of warmth. Even visits to her Aunt and Uncle's looming London mansion, Grimmauld Place, seemed cozy now. There was something about the Malfoy Manor that kept the home feeling cold and dark, even if Narcissa commanded the veritable army of house elves to keep every fireplace and candelabra lit.

She'd been living in the Manor for just under a year. The estate belonged to her husband's family and he'd grown up in the rooms made of icy stone and slate floors. Though she'd added her own touch with some inherited tapestries and furnishings, it didn't feel like home quite yet. Perhaps, after a holiday celebration, it finally would.

It was for this reason that she'd invited her parents and her eldest sister Bellatrix, along with Bellatrix's husband Roldolphus, for Christmas Eve dinner. A bit of holiday cheer would make Malfoy Manor feel alive and would give her a chance to showcase her hostess skills for her mother, who had always valued raising her three pureblood girls with this important ability. Narcissa felt she'd always been the one who excelled in that area.

In the days leading up to the dinner, the home was abuzz with house elves polishing the ornate family silver and draping the massive four and a half metre tall tree with sparkling fairy lights and enchanted ornaments. Narcissa supervised, consulting with the cooks on the menu and selecting a rare, expensive vintage from Lucius' family cellar.

“You've outdone yourself, darling,” Lucius said the night before as he climbed into the four-poster king bed beside her and leaned in for a kiss. “Cygnus and Druella will be suitably impressed.”

“Even Bella, perhaps,” Narcissa replied, pressing her lips to his.

“Yes, even Bellatrix, I'm sure of it,” he agreed.

He reached out and stroked her long platinum-coloured hair, hand coming to rest on her cheek.

“You're like ice, dearest,” he exclaimed, reaching for her hands and finding them equally cold.

“It's this house,” she explained, snuggling further under the heating-charmed coverlets. “Close the curtains. It'll help the heating charms last.”

He reached for his wand from the bedside table, giving it a swift flick and sending the heavy drapes around the bed swishing shut.

“Sleep well,” he said, settling down under the covers on his own side of the bed. “Plenty to supervise in the morning.”

She murmured in agreement, rolling over to face away from him. She was unusually chilled, and the accompanying dry feeling in her throat and nose left her with a sense of dread. If she woke up sick tomorrow, the day would be ruined. There was no way she could cancel Christmas Eve, but a cold would certainly put a damper on her ability to play host.

Exhaustion soon won out over worry and she feel into a deep, heavy sleep.

When morning came, she woke to a cold and empty bed. The bed hangings were wide open and a chilly draught was spilling in from the uncovered bedroom windows. Lucius had clearly been up and out for some time, judging from the coolness of the sheets on his side of the bed. Narcissa sat up slowly, taking stock of her body as she stretched widely, shaking off sleep.

Her sleek blonde hair was stuck to her face and her eyes felt heavy with the residue of sleep. She blinked and gave them a small rub, clearing away some gunk. Her tongue gave an involuntary lick, whetting the moisture-starved lips and irritating some newly-formed cracks. Oh no...

She took a small testing breath through her nose and grimaced as it made a soft snorting sound. Definitely the start of a cold.

There was no use sitting in bed and sulking about it. Perhaps once she was up and active, the symptoms would fade away. Company was due to arrive at two and if the clock on the dressing table was correctly wound, it was half ten and she was already behind.

“Parmi!” she called.

There was a sharp POP! and a small house elf appeared.

“The mistress called?”

“Draw a bath and then set out my hunter green robes with the burgundy velvet trim.”

“Yes, mistress.”

The elf disappeared into the adjacent washroom and Narcissa slipped out from under the heavy coverlets. As soon as her bare feet hit the cold slate floor, she felt herself begin to shiver. With a flick of her wand, she summoned her slippers and dressing gown from the closet, sliding her feet into the plush shoes and wrapping herself in the silk robe. She took a moment to survey herself in the dressing table mirror. Her delicate up-turned nostrils were tinted the faintest pink colour and her steel grey eyes held a hint of dark circles underneath, but otherwise she found herself the picture of aristocratic beauty.

In the bathroom, the large clawfoot tub was filled with steaming water accented with pink glimmering bubbles. Dropping her gown and nightdress to the floor, Narcissa slid in, luxuriating in the warmth of the bath. The tension of the impending events of the day seemed to slip away along with the congestion in her nose and she was able to take a proper breath. She rinsed her gleaming hair and washed her pale skin, scrubbing until it glowed a healthy pink.

When she was finished, she drained the tub and wrapped herself in a thick fluffy towel.

The bedroom was a shock of cold air after the steamy bathroom and Narcissa ignored an urge to climb back underneath the warm bedcovers. Instead, she went with chattering teeth to her dressing table and reached for her green velvet dress robes.

No sooner had she extended her hand was she rapidly retracting it and reaching up to cover her nose as she bent at the waist, breath inhaling with a rapid, feminine gasp.

The air rushed back out with a sharp ehh-TSCHH! into the side of her wrist as she pressed it against her nostrils. She sniffed and gave her nose a good, massaging rub with her palm, watching herself in the mirror as her nostrils flushed pinker still.

Brushing the sneeze off as an effect of going from the warm to cool air, she refocused on dressing and getting herself prepared. Parmi reappeared to brush and dry her long hair as she sat at the table and applied her makeup, taking special care to conceal her pink nose and circled eyes. She thought briefly of taking a preventative dose of Pepper Up, but there was no more telling sign of illness than a cloud of steam pouring from one's ears so she deciedd against it.

Once dressed and made up, she surveyed herself for a final time in the full-length mirror on Lucius wardrobe. The green velvet robes were beautiful yet festive, complimenting her pale complexion. Satisfied, she went downstairs to check in on the day's preparations.

The main hall was bustling with two elves arranging a holiday display of flowers and evergreen bowers on the foyer table. Loops of garland wound around every rung of the massive staircase balustrade and continued along the chair rail of the front hall. Enchanted candles floated along the ceilings, creating a starry effect as they led toward the dining room.

Narcissa busied herself writing out the table place-cards and instructing her head house elf in the art of napkin arranging after she saw the dismal first attempt at place settings. By one in the afternoon, she had the drawing room set with a bottle of scotch for the men and the parlour with sherry for the ladies. A massive bowl of holiday punch adorned the buffet in the dining room and every chair was decorated with a red and green silk cover and fresh holly sprigs.

Lucius appeared, sweeping in wearing his winter cloak and already in his dress robes.

“Had to pop out on an errand,” he said with a smile. “Everything ready, darling? You look stunning.”

Narcissa nodded.

“Yes,” she started to say, but found her voice cracking with a hoarse-sounding rasp. She cleared her throat and tried again.

“Yes,” she repeated successfully. “Everything is perfect. Now just to wait for the others.”

They did not have to wait long. The deep tone of the door chimes rang out and the head house elf, Tommir, went to answer.

“The Honourable Mister Cygus Black and the Lady Druella Black, master,” he announced, leading Narcissa's parents inside and taking away their coats and cloaks.

“Cissy, dearest,” her father said warmly, leaning in to kiss her cheeks. His face was cold against hers and she tried not to shy away from it. She embraced her mother too, graciously accepting a gift box and passing it off to a waiting house elf to put under the tree.

“Do come in,” Lucius said to his in-laws, gesturing to the sitting room. “We're just waiting on Bellatrix and Rodolphus.”

Narcissa took a seat next to the fire, making small talk with her husband and parents as they shared a glass of wine. The heat from the fireplace was making her nose start to run slightly and she carefully pressed the back of her hand to her nostrils, giving a small sniffle and hoping it was undetected.

The door chimes rang out once more and she sprung to her feet.

“Do stay here,” she said. “I'll see them in.”

Tommir was already in the foyer with Bellatrix and Rodolphus.

“Master and Madam Lestrange, mistress,” he announced.

“Bella!” Narcissa exclaimed, putting on a smile although her nose was still threatening to run and was now building an increasingly urgent tickle. “You look beautiful, as always.”

Bellatrix, ever extravagant, was in a black fur coat with a massive collar and her hair all done up on top her head. Her more solemn husband wore black fur as well.

“Tommir will take your coats,” Narcissa said. “Mummy and Daddy are in the sitting room with Lucius.”

Bellatrix dropped her furs to the ground for the elf to pick up and strode forward, heels clicking on the stone floor.

“My little Cissy in her big house,” Bellatrix cooed, leaning in to hug Narcissa. “Lucius spoils you. How many house elves does this place have?”

“He does,” Narcissa replied. “We have eight.”

“Eight! That's just one less than us,” Bellatrix said with a smile. “We've done well, us Black girls.”

Narcissa smiled back, lips tight. She could feel her nose leaking around her nostril and turned away for a moment to press her sleeve against it.

“Shall we?” she asked, turning back and gesturing to the sitting room.

They joined their parents for wine and conversation. Narcissa seated herself back by the fire but soon regretted the decision. The glinting firelight coupled with the radiant warmth made her nose burn with greater urgency.

“Excuse me, won't you?” she announced, standing and making her way to the door with what she hoped looked like a casual pace. “I must check on the dinner arrangements.”

“Your elves certainly don't sound efficient if they can't manage without your meddling,” Bellatrix said with a laugh.

“Narcissa is just being diligent, Bella,” Druella replied, frowning at her eldest. “Elves must be properly managed if we are to expect their best work.”

Narcissa felt a swell of gratitude for her mother as she hurried out of the sitting room and around the corner into the hallway. Almost immediately, she pinched her nose as she pitched forward with a stifled sneeze.

Nhh-GHT!

Ducking into the nearby powder room, she flicked her wand to set a quick silencing spell and leaned against the closed door, shutting her eyes.

The torrent of heavy, itchy sneezes came quickly, sending her head bobbing up and down as each one burst out into her cupped hands.

Hurhh-TSCHHH! EhhTSGHTT! Nhh-TSCHHH! Tsh'SCHH!

“Merlin,” she said with a groan, taking a great sniff as the fit ended. Pressing some toilet tissue to her nose, she gave it a wipe and a sharp rub, quelling the last of the itch.

She checked her appearance in the mirror, fixing a bit of smudged mascara and making sure the shininess around her nose was blotted away. Once satisfied, she exited the powder room and found Tommir waiting.

“Dinner is ready, mistress,” he announced.

“We'll be in at once,” she replied. The sooner they could eat dinner and be done with it, the sooner she could be back to bed where she increasingly felt she belonged at this moment.

“Dinner is ready!” she said brightly as she reentered the sitting room.

“May I see you to the dining room, Lady Black?” Lucius asked, extending his arm to Narcissa's mother. Cygnus extended her arm in return to Narcissa. She smiled and allowed her father to accompany her. The men pulled out their chair and helped the ladies to sit before taking up their own places.

“This looks beautiful, dear,” Druella said to Narcissa, surveying the table decorated with sparkling silver candelabras and frosted pine bowers.

As soon as they were all seated, the first course magically appeared at each place. Five courses later, Narcissa was feeling both exceptionally full and very tired. Her head was starting to ache and her nose felt dry and clogged. A scratchiness in her throat threatened to make her cough at any moment.

She was grateful when Lucius declared the dinner a success and invited Rodolphus and Mr. Black to join him in the drawing room for a cigar and scotch.

“And Bella, mummy, will you join me in the parlour for a glass of sherry?” Narcissa added softly, trying not to strain her voice too badly. She was certain she was starting to sound congested.

The ladies gathered for their drinks, clinking glasses as Druella proposed a toast to her two “dear, faithful daughters”. Narcissa's mind strayed momentarily to thoughts of Andromeda, their other sister who chose to marry a Muggleborn and therefore cut ties with her family.

“Cissy has done well for herself, indeed,” Bellatrix said. “Not like Dromie and that dreadful Mudblood.”

“It's the holidays, Bella,” Druella replied. “Let's not even think of it. Narcissa, are you enjoying running your own home? You always had such a talent for it.”

Narcissa nodded.

“I am,” she said and paused to cough softly. Her voice felt muddled and hoarser than ever. “It's nice to have this to keep me occupied.”

“And Lucius treats you well?”

“Oh yes, very,” she said. “I'm very happy, mummy.”

“I'm pleased to hear it. You seem tired today, dear. I hope all this planning didn't wear you out.”

“No, not at all,” Narcissa replied, trying to surreptitiously give her nose a small rub as she felt an itch prickle inside. “I was happy to host. I did so want to show you both the home I've made here.”

The itch was tingling sharper now, threatening to develop into a sneeze.

“Would you both excuse me?” she asked. “I need the ladies room.”

She stood and nearly ran for the door.

In the hall, she turned down towards the powder room but found the door shut. Her nose was near betrayal now and she pressed a palm against it, hoping to fend off the explosion. Footsteps came from the direction of the drawing room. Utterly embarrassed to be caught sneezing her head off in the hallway, Narcissa ducked around the corner behind a tapestry into a nearby alcove between the hall and the dining room meant as an access way for the house elves.

Unable to fend off the itch anymore, she immediately bent forward, nose pinched tightly between slim fingers, stifling a sneeze.

Nhttt!

The footsteps in the hall stopped and she stifled again, this time unable to contain the sound entirely.

Ngh-GHSTT!

“Bless you?” a voice said tentatively. Lucius.

His hand reached out through the tapestry and he stepped behind it.

“Narcissa!” he said, finding her in the dark alcove with her mascara streaming in dark lines down her cheeks and her nose still pinched in her fingers.

Ngghh-TSGHCH!

She pitched forward again, stumbling, and he caught her in his arms.

“Bless you! I thought you seemed a bit off colour.”

She was still stuck in the cycle of a sneezing fit, unable to do anything but shake her head in irritation before she was pitched forward again, sneezing against her husband's shoulder.

Ehh-TSGHHT!

She managed to stifle it a little but not entirely. She moaned, embarrassed, but still was unable to speak. She fanned her hand in front her nose as she inhaled sharply.

“Here, darling,” Lucius said, digging in his pocket and pulling out a fine silk handkerchief. He held it over her nose just in time for the next outburst.

Ehh-tshGHGHTTT!

“Steady, love,” he said, pinching the cloth carefully around her nose to clear away the moisture.

Tsh-GHTT!

“Bless you! My goodness.”

“I'm so sorry!” she said, voice shaking as she finally was able to speak. She took the handkerchief from her husband's hand and wiped her own nose once more.

“How long have you felt ill? You were so cold last night.”

“I'm fine, Lucius.”

“Narcissa...” he said, voice carrying a hint of a warning.

“Fine. Since last night,” she replied. Her cheeks flushed with hot embarrassment.

“And you managed that spectacular dinner regardless,” he said, leaning in to kiss her brow. “What a wonder. Should I have Parmi fetch some Pepper Up?”

“I can't have steam floating from my ears all night!” Narcissa exclaimed. “I couldn't bear it.”

“You don't look well at all,” he said. “Why don't I make your excuses and you go up to bed? I'll send Parmi up with the potion and some tea.”

“But my mum and dad....and Cissy,” Narcissa replied. “I have to- hehh-tsGHT!”

“I think that's your answer,” Lucius replied. “If they aren't suitably impressed by your dinner hosting, then sitting in the parlour sneezing while you make small talk isn't going to make any further impressions. Go on. I'll see that they don't stay too late.”

Narcissa nodded in defeat.

“Thank you,” she said, rubbing her irritated nose once more and giving it a sharp pinch. “Thank them for coming”

“I will. Get some rest, darling.”

He kissed her once more and then watched her head down the hall towards the staircase.

Narcissa retreated to her rooms and was met by Parmi who was already turning back the bedclothes and laying out her warmest nightdress.

“There is tea and a Pepper-Up for mistress on the nightstand,” Parmi announced.

Narcissa dismissed the elf and shed her dress robes in favour of the nightdress. Then, she climbed into the bed and under the blankets with their warming charms recently reset. She swallowed the goblet of Pepper Up and took a few sips of tea, feeling her dry throat soothed by the warming liquids.

She was asleep before she even realized it. It wasn't until later, when Lucius climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around her that she woke, but it wasn't long until his gentle breathing and warmth sent her right back to sleep. Maybe the house finally did feel like home after all.

#dustyfic

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guidingthulite · 6 years

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A, B!!!, J, L, N, P, Q, R, S, T, Z!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLS TELL oof i love ur writing!!

OH MAN OH MAN OH MAN THANKS EMY!!!

aaaaa you love my writing? i’m so happy to hear that

A: Your current OTP.

HAMAHAYA. HAMAHAYA BIG TIME. And also lowkey Ishimondo but HamaHaya is my main one!!! I love them so much and I have so many headcanons and stories for them!!! That’s kinda why I want to put them on poly relationships? Like I want these relationships to be explored but I can’t take them away from each other

B: A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind.

I haven’t considered Yuuichi ² (and i refuse to call it any other way) but man did you change my mind. Did you.

Also there was this one time I just liked MasaHika as a BROTP but then @producktions and my brother came and… I surrendered :’D

J: Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr.

Oh, Voltron definitely! I saw all this fanart, and fics and stuff and all I knew it was filed under ‘gays in space’, but then @justanothermatsugirl and @srta-double invited me to watch and… Porntron came to be. And Porntron is the best thing. Ever.

L: Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for?

It depends? I usually try to make both of us happy when it comes to requests, for example, if that person likes, say, HamaHaya but I feel like I want HamaKura I will ask them for HamaHaya anyways because 1. HAMAHAYA and 2. Maybe they will put more feel into the art!!! And what is most important of art is the feelings that it is put into it! Best art is the art you can tell the author put all their heart on~!

but if i could choose anything, give me the hamahayakuraminamana, you cowards

N: Your favorite fandom (for the people; not the thing you fangirl over).

Um… Is it normal I want to say the MOTHER fandom on 2014? Especifically on DA. It was like a tiny family… Everyone knew each other. Everyone was nice with each other. It was so nice. But now everyone parted ways and I have no idea where everyone is. Most left DA (and so did I) and I can’t help but wonder where they are. But my current fandom is really nice too… It’s like a family, too… Sometimes.

P: Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

Lately I’ve been thinking about a Go Ares AU a lot and hamano goes to tengawara for obvious reasons but that’s kinda boring so I gotta think about something more interesting >:3c

Kind of a joke AU, but still:

Have you guys ever heard about ~LA FERIA~? It’s like this weird Spanish thing we have. Everyone dances and sings these lame guitar songs which are mostly like aAAAAaAAAaaaYYYYYYYY @loreprotectionsquad can confirm BUT! that’s not the interesting thing! The interesting thing about Feria is that we basically get a mini amusement park on our town, just because!

So my brother and I thought about some Go kids there and it just…

Hamano gets Kurama a giant Snake plush and he tries to ride on a… Ride with it and it almost slips out but he clings to it and manages to save it. Hamano thinks it’s adorable. Kurama swears he’ll kill him if he tells someone. Hamano promised Hayami he’d get a plushie for him too, but he is unable (because you can only win one plush per day) so Hayami gets a dolphin plush for him. Imagine Hayami walking around with two overly joyful boyfriends clinging to their giant plushies. Goals.

Kirino and Shindou ride on the ferris wheel which they don’t set up anymore, but still. and Ibuki tries to climb it but fails (?

Shinsuke rides on some dinosaur themed train, and there’s clowns with balloons and stuff you can snatch from them. He gets a plastic axe. Which are super hard to get i need to tell you the story of how i got one when i was like 8. it was so stupid it’s funny He somehow convinces Tsurugi to ride too, while Tenma and Aoi look at them. They have become the ultime balloon snatchers. No one can stop them. Aoi and Tenma are so proud.

Taiyou comes, sees Tenma and waves at him, approaching him. Then all of the sudden, Fuyuka comes rushing after him, and tells Tenma that ‘Taiyou should be in right now, sorry for the inconvenience’ and picks him by the stomach (you know… like a kitten, with her arm around his torso? you get me, right?) while Taiyou tries to escape, but fails.

Kariya and Hikaru try to hide from Hiroto and Midorikawa, who have come with them, but Kariya wants some time alone, while they want to take pics of everything they do, basically.

Something about Yukimura and Fubuki was mentioned, along with Kishibe and Aphrodi, but I don’t remember ;v; Also, Amagi going with Mahoro and Yukie, and all of the third years (Minamisawa as well, for some reason) going together too.

My brother kinda dislikes Galaxy (except Tetsukado, Kusaka and Konoha) so I’ll do their stuff myself.

Minaho and Manabe compete to see who will get more plushies. They only get one keychain working together. They give it to the first team member that they see because they don’t know who should keep it.

But that was after the previously mentioned day, so the Second Year Trio got them plushies instead (they got the hang of one game and they WILL make the most of it. And, they have to help a boyfriend out, right?

So they spend the rest of the festivity together. And they have fun and stuff.

There’s one ride with horses. Konoha spends 98/100 there. Otherwise, she wouldn’t come. It’s so noisy, and crowded…

Kusaka comes and goes to check on her. He can’t ride on most… Rides (this is redundant) anyways. He’s too tall.

Tetsukado and Hamano competed to see who was better at Duck-Fishing. Let’s just say that Shinsuke and Hamano’s boyfriends came home with lots of plushes and prices…

Sakura aced all the games. How did she manage, no one knows (she was, in fact, the first one Minaho and Manabe offered the keychain to. But she rejected it and got two super sparkly keychains for them instead. Minaho and Manabe offered it anyways in exchange but she said that it was nothing and that they should keep the one they got.

Matatagi showed his brothers the place and rode on some rides (seriously how is this so redundant). Eventually they joined the Plushie Fest. Matatagi’s brothers cheered. He, not so much, not when he had to carry around giant plushies for the rest of the day, as his brothers were too busy exploring around.

I think that’s all??? Am I forgetting someone? except zanakurou but i don’t know what to do with him. he dances sevillanas. i don’t know. sorry darling

Oh, yeah, and there’s also this AU my brother and I made in which Kurama is a time traveler and quite literally Hamano and Hayami’s son (he has a big sister named Estrella but that’s for another time) and he has come because their parents were too slow too realize they had feelings for each other and he fears for his existence and his sister’s (???

Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why.

Can you believe I used to ship Min/////a/kura? But, to be honest, I didn’t know what that was. I just found some comic of them and I thought it was cute. Then I got more into InaEle, and well…

I’m saying that one because I can’t think of anything else XD

R: A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships.

The Kurama multiship fest, which I will proceed to explain, even though the first one is sorta popular, but still:

Hamano and Hayami, because I saw HamaKura and I thought it was really cute! (when i got used to kurama, at first i didn’t like him but i found hamahayakura and i went ‘eeeeeeeehhh’ but you already know that story) then I thought of HamaHaya + HamaKura and Hayami just got into the package for some reason XD

Hikaru, because I was salty I didn’t ship him with Minamisawa and I wanted to ship him with someone but I didn’t know who, then he had a little scene with Hikaru on the games (when they go look for Shinsuke or something) and a lightbulb light up on my head

Tenma because, honestly, how can you have someone you ship with everyone but not Tenma? Plus it’s cute.

Tsurugi because I saw somebody posting drawings of them and I went ‘hey they cute’ and that’s all. also the fandom team might or might not had something to do with it

Kariya because they had this scene when they went to China on CS that i don’t even remember but what i do remember is my brother asking me why i wasn’t saying anything about the ship, and i went ‘well, i don’t, BUUUUUUUUUT’ and so it started.

Minaho because, and listen well because this one is weird, I was in class, and I was bored, and I decided to make quadrants for some InaEle characters, I started by Minaho and went ‘huh so, Moirail, Manabe, Matesprit, Manabe, Kismesis, Manab-wait’ so I decided to crack it up a bit and now it was ‘Moirail, Hamano, Matesprit, Manabe’ but I wanted to give him a Kismesis (that could’ve been perfectly Matatagi, but I didn’t think of that because I’m dumb) (also read: a love rivalry more or less) so I gave him Kurama. THEN I played BigBang and they had a small interaction and since back then I couldn’t even read Hiragana I don’t know what they said but Kurama made a sad face afterwards so I take it as I was right

Fei because Kurama learns Bouncer Rabbit on Galaxy (actually the two-people version. He does it with Hamano because I’m obvious) and also Fei stole his number, now Kurama has to steal something back (???

Taiyou because on my CS game Kurama, Taiyou and Hikaru always do hissatsus together on the random thing (that makes also Sakura and Matatagi do Butterfly Dream together all the time for some reason. Which is funny because I lowkey shipped it before starting Galaxy) so I got used to seeing them together.

Ibuki because my brother always calls them losers (he’s a bit mean sometimes, but I love him ;v;) so I started relating them n stuff.

Hakuryuu because my brother and I have this thing called the ‘Spammer Club’ which is for characters that say other character’s name a lot. We have Hakuryuu (who we jokingly call churugispammer) Miyasaka, Ibuki, Hakuryuu and Kurama got in too for some reason. So yeah. It happened. N stuff.

Also I brotp him with Kinako, but I brotp Kinako with everyone.

S: What’s a headcanon you have?

Hmm… I headcanon that out of the Second Year Trio, only Hamano has siblings (2 sisters, him being the middle sib- and no that’s not me self projecting ok)

Hayami has mentioned more than once on the games that he wants to be a scientist, and I headcanon that it’s because his mother is! Which also means she’s super busy most of the time. So Hayami is quite dependent, but he can’t cook for his life. Hamano is surprisingly okay at cooking, and he’s learning to bake.

Also, Hayami really likes penguins for some reason.

T: What are your favorite male/male ships or female/female ships?

Ack, that’s a hard one ;v;

- Male/Male - (to keep things fresh from 3 diff fandoms each)

Hamano/Hayami (Inazuma Eleven)

Ishimaru/Oowada (Danganronpa)

Killua/Gon (HxH)

Shu/Valt (Beyblade Burst)

Hau/Gladion (Pokémon)

- Female/Female -

Diana/Akko (Little Witch Academia) (i gotta continue it sob aaa)

Ootani/Anna (Inazuma Eleven)

Moon/Lillie (Pokémon)

Z: What’s a ship that you want to ship publicly, but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it?

Ahahah, what are you talking about [hides my polyship mess under a rug] it is not much that they hate it, just that no one is interested XD

#alma's nonsense #hah...#this was... a thing...#yes... a thing...

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meimi-haneoka · 6 years

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Interesting facts from interview with CCS Clear Card producer Chiyo Kawazoe

The most recent issue of Animage, the 12/2017 one, features one interview with the producer of the upcoming Card Captor Sakura Clear Card anime, Ms. Chiyo Kawazoe. You probably remember her because she was attending the first world screening of Sakura and the two teddy bears OAD at AX back in July 2017!

This interview turned out to be as interesting as the one with character designer Hamada in Animedia!! I was able to read it, and while I’m not doing a complete translation, I will write here some interesting tidbits about the upcoming anime, including A MAJOR SPOILER about the gender of the Mysterious Cloaked Figure. I suggest you to skip the part surrounded by asterisks if you want to keep the surprise a bit longer.

First of all I want to thank @cutesxsherry for taking pics of the magazine for me the moment she had it in her hands! The article didn’t appear anywhere else as far as I know, so she really saved the day!!

Producer Chiyo Kawazoe starts the interview recalling the excitement of the audience during the screening of the Sakura and the two teddy bears OAD back in July at Anime Expo 2017, in Los Angeles. She says the venue was full and this encouraged her and made her very happy that the OAD was well received, especially after the long wait.

The interview follows with Kawazoe recognizing that “Sakura” is still a deeply loved work even 17/18 years since the end of the old anime, and she’s heard a lot of people saying “thankfully they’re the same”, referring to the staff and cast for the new anime. The Clear Card “stage” will be the same old Tomoeda city we knew and loved in the old anime, and she will do her best according to Sakura’s motto “Everything will surely be alright!”.

When asked what kind of concept the Official PV was based upon, Kawazoe says that she wanted to make Sakura interesting to the eyes of the people seeing her for the first time, showing her normal schoolgirl life but also that she uses magic, and make them wonder “That girl is cute, what kind of girl is she?”.

The new anime will be aimed not only to the old fans, but it will try to convey the feelings of the whole staff to the girls of the same age as Sakura ( ~12 ). We will be able to understand which specific feelings those will be, after watching the whole anime. Kawazoe says that if Clear Card will stay in our hearts even after it’s over, she’ll be happy.

To Kawazoe, the highlight of Clear Card is the fact that it will be based on the original manga, with Sakura’s battle costumes and Clear Card designs done by Mokona (CLAMP). She also says that they have plans for new battle costumes that never appeared in the manga.

She proceeds to talk about Akiho Shinomoto and Yuna D. Kaito, the new characters of this arc, with Akiho being “the key character that will get the Clear Card story moving” . There’s no way to know more than that from her, though.

When asked about the apparent similarity between Sakura and Akiho’s names, Kawazoe’s teasing reply is “Oh who knows about that, I’m looking forward to what is hiding behind that (laughs)”. She’s interested about wrapped-in-mystery Kaito too.

The next question is about how much Sakura changed, now that she’s a junior high schooler. Kawazoe says “The fact that she’s a junior high schooler might deceive people (in thinking she changed a lot), but since at the end of the second movie Sakura was in 6th grade , not much time has passed since then, so there’s no big change in her, physically. It’s just that her school uniform changed from the elementary school one to the junior high school one.” The thing that will change, however, will be the technological gadgets, such as smartphones to call eachother or sending messages. This is pretty much the only thing that will change, as they didn’t want to touch the basic core of the character [Sakura], who is a girl very dedicated to everything she does.

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Kawazoe then says: “This time the story starts with the Sakura Cards becoming transparent , triggered by the meeting with a mysterious girl in a dream” For completeness sake, here’s the Japanese line: 今回のストーリーは、夢で不思議な少女に出会ったことがきっかけで、[さくらカード]が透明になってしまうところから始まります NOTE: This definition was reported THREE times in the body of the article, while in the caption under the screencap from the PV, it’s used a generic “mysterious person”.

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The story will develop around Sakura trying to find the cause of the Sakura Cards becoming transparent and unravel the whole mystery, and even though there are way too many things she doesn’t understands and should be feeling anxious about, she says “I will still live my everyday’s life as I should be, and in case something happens, I’ll try my best to do what I can”. Kawazoe thinks this is a very important lesson that Sakura is trying to convey to all of us.

Kawazoe talks about Tomoyo-chan…of course her basic personality won’t change, but she mentions that her equipment to take videos of Sakura will be super up-to-date! She will of course shoot videos of Sakura anywhere, but she will also encourage her with her words when Sakura ends up in a bad situation. She will also carefully soften the atmosphere, blowing the anxiety away, when needed.

About Syaoran…she only says that, since he will look more cool, ”Female fans, please wait for it!“. She also says that she was very surprised to hear the female audience, back in April (at the Sakura Festival), cheering for Syaoran just as much as they did for Touya and Yukito…

The interviewer asks about Sakura and Syaoran’s relationship in Clear Card. Kawazoe replies: “Although their feelings are mutual, it’s not like those two prioritize love over everything. For instance, if there’s a person in need or a problem concerning the cards, Sakura would say "I’m sorry, Syaoran-kun” and run to that. That is to say, it’s not like there isn’t the classic “sweet and sour” love atmosphere between them, but Sakura draws strength from Syaoran to her heart, and Syaoran closely watches over her and assists her. Those two make us feel a wonderful sense of space” NOTE: About that “space”, me and @rispen-hortensie have tried to better understand what Kawazoe meant with the words 素敵な距離感 , which I translated as “nice sense of distance” at first, but here’s her input that really clarifies the meaning : “It’s like she’s saying they’ve worked out a really healthy, admirable sense of boundaries. They aren’t clingy with each other, but they aren’t in danger of drifting apart, either. It’s hard to incorporate the word "distance” here because it almost always has a negative connotation when used to describe relationships in English.”

Kero will always be the same old Kero we know, with Aya Hisakawa (Kero’s VA) mastering his Osaka dialect and his ad-lib jokes.

Akiho and Kaito’s voices were chosen following the idea of bringing some freshness to a main cast composed by all the old voice actors. This is still part of the attempt to appeal the younger generation who asked for young voice actors. So they asked CLAMP what kind of voices they imagined for those two characters, found the candidates, and decided on Minori Suzuki and Natsuki Hanae after consulting with the director Morio Asaka.

The interview ends with Kawazoe saying that Clear Card arc will be enjoyable as an indipendent work even from those who never watched the old anime series of 18 years ago, provided it’s watched by Episode 1.

At the bottom of the second page, there’s a circle were they talk about the Release! and Secure! scenes: the wand release will be based off the old animation, but with some new parts, while the Secure! animation will feature crystal fragments dancing all around! Kawazoe is sure these scenes will get us excited!

Thank you for reading this loooooong post!!

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