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potatobugz · 8 months

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do you think the mess in oshiros hotel is meant to signify that hes been letting his problems pile up until its become too overwhelming to handle.

im thinking about the fact that he's definitely the one who's been making the mess but he doesn't even realize it. he ignores the clutter until it becomes too hard to ignore you know? like when it starts actively blocking the way to the presidential suite. he insists that he and his staff will handle it and that madeline shouldn't clean up his own mess, but he still doesn't do anything about it. does he know that the staff is gone? that it's just him there?

mr oshiro is so hell bent on impressing madeline so that she'll stay in his hotel. he's so in denial of everything. he doesn't even realize he's dead, he still thinks his hotel never got shut down. I think his insistence on her staying is bc he really wants to believe that the hotel is open, and a costumer would affirm that belief. it could also maybe be a mixture of loneliness too. (also, him treating her as a costumer even after she says no is absolutely him being in denial. that man is very unhealthily attached to this hotel,)

and even though it was nice of madeline to clean it up, there's still parts of the hotel she can't fix. the plumbing. the windows. the, hole in the ceiling (oops.) she's not qualified to help him, and that's why I think the chapter ends on a bit of a sour note. madeline is of course not a bad person for wanting to help, the point is that she can't. it is unfortunate but true

anyways mr oshiro is a very good character i like him a regular amount. im normal about that old man

#celeste #celeste game #mr oshiro #oshiro celeste #character analysis #i guess ?#this is my first time making any post like this but i meeded to make it i need 2 talk about hom and his fuckin hotel !!!!!!!#one other thought i have is... i saw a few ppl say that mr oshiro manipulated madeline into cleaning or that he feigned incompetence ?#and i disagree with that. though this might just be me looking at jt w rose tinted glasses bc i do like him a lot #but first of all i dont think he couldve easily cleaned that whole mess himself. i know hes a ghost but like #there was stuff everywhere in the whole hotel.#not to mention he felt guilty when madeline did clean all that stuff up. of course it was also a little bit #because he didnt want to lose her as a customer #but he also obviously felt like that was his responsibility as the owner of the hotel and he felt fuckin bad about it #i could be wrong bc i dont remember everyting he said in that chapter but i dont think he ever asked her to clean either ?#and like yeah i think he can come off a little mean at times tbh #hes obviously going through some stuff. guysm cmon. he is not a bad person. none of these characters are. whevhhwveh #idk. i did my best here. *explodes*#thank you for listening to my insane rambles about peeing in a hot topic i hope u all have a goooood night #rambles #i honestly hope he gets a happy ending somewhat

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mrsrhys23 · 4 years

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Chocolate

Parings: Liam x MC

Word count: 1,144

A/N: I don’t own any of these characters, they belong to Pixelberry Studios. This is a part of @cxld-play and @bi-cookie @choicesfebruarychallenge The prompt is Chocolate 🍫

Permatag: @desiree---1986 @cordoniaqueensworld @itschoicesstuff @emilypowell001

It was nearing seven o'clock in the evening, meaning the little seven year old princesses bedtime was looming. It was just Riley and Eleanor in the royal chamber as Liam had a matter he needed to attend to.

Riley sat on the sofa in the living room, a notebook in her lap as she read through notes she’d already made and wrote new ones for an upcoming council meeting at the end of the week.

Eleanor came trotting in in after going to change into her pyjamas and brush her pearly white teeth. She sunk down beside her mother.

“Good girl, Elle,” Riley praised the young girl. Riley loved every minute of when Eleanor was a baby but it certainly gave Riley more time now that she could, somewhat, look after herself.

“Mommy, I’m hungry,” she whined, placing both her hands onto her tummy, patting it gently.

“You only had dinner just over an hour ago,” Riley sighed, placing the notebook down onto the coffee table in front of her and turned to the girl, giving Eleanor her full attention.

Eleanor looked up to her mother with a cheeky grin, the same grin she’d use on Liam to get him to give her stuff and to be fair it always seemed to work on both her parents. It was quite the superpower the girl had.

“What do you want?” Riley asked, giving in. Truth of it was she felt guilty, she hadn’t been able to spend as much time with the girl as she’d like. She was just too busy.

Normally, both Riley and Liam wouldn’t let the young princess have something to eat right before bed- it made her hyper but it was the weekend, she had worked hard at school- why not give her a treat.

“Chocolate cake?” She asked, that cheeky, adorable grin still plastered across her face.

Riley looked down to her, a smile of her own dancing across her lips, “Okay then. Don’t tell daddy.”

Riley picked Eleanor up and made her way into the kitchen where the most amazing chocolate cake sat on the kitchen counter top.

It had recently been Riley’s birthday and she still had so much left of her cake- she’d actually just started giving it away to people by this point.

Eleanor, with Riley’s help, climbed up onto a stool. Riley then grabbed a knife, two spoons and two plates from the cupboard and draw. She returned to the kitchen island and took the plastic cover off the cake. Eleanor’s mouth practically started to water as her eyes widened.

Riley cut them each a piece then came to sit beside her daughter, the both of them soon digging into the most chocolatey cake both of them had ever tasted. The mother and daughter shared a look giggling to one another as they ate their cake.

After Eleanor had finished she set the spoon down onto the plate while Riley continued eating hers.

“Something wrong, sweetheart?”

“Can we watch a movie please?” Riley looked down to her watch, seeing it was half an hour past Eleanor’s bedtime already. “Please?” She begged. “I just want to spend some time with you, mom.”

Riley could swear she just heard her heart shatter. Riley nodded. “I’ll clean and put the plates away while you go pick the film, how about that?”

Eleanor nodded, taking off toward the living room as Riley washed the plates and spoons, drying them then put them back where they belonged. Riley dried her hands then headed into the living room, where Eleanor sat on the sofa with her blanket, pillow and a teddy bear that once belonged to Queen Eleanor when she was a child.

Riley sat beside her daughter, pulling some of her blanket to cover her legs. “What is it going to be then?” She asked, leaning forward to pick up the remote from the coffee table.

“The good dinosaur,” the girl explained, “Do you remember when we all watched it? Me, you and Daddy and dad cried?”

Riley nodded, “Yeah. It was sad though.”

“Uncle Drake thought it was funny.”

“Of course he did,” Riley sighed. “When we’ve finished you’ve got to go straight to bed, okay?” Eleanor nodded as Riley put the film on.

Half an hour into the film, Riley felt Eleanor’s head fall against her shoulder. She looked over to her asleep, “I knew you wouldn't last,” she said, grabbing the remote and switched the tv off.

Just as Riley was about to maneuver herself in a way that she could stand up without waking her daughter, she heard the front door open and close. A few seconds later, Liam came waltzing in, slipping off his blazer, taking out his cuff links and rolling up his shirt sleeves.

“What’s going on in here?” he asked quietly.

“Some mother- daughter bonding time,” Riley whispered back. Liam leaned over placing a kiss on her lips.

“You taste like chocolate,” Liam mentioned.

She hummed, nodding down at Eleanor, “This little madam might have convinced me to have cake.”

“That doesn't surprise me. According to her teacher she hasn't stopped talking about chocolate cake all day at school,” Liam explained.

Riley shook her head with a laugh, “That doesn't surprise me. Dare I ask what was so important?”

“It really wasn't that important,” Liam dismissed.

“What was it then?” she asked, quirked an eyebrow.

“Madeline wanted to speak to me about possibly coming to work for us again.”

“Oh. Really?”

“Nobody wants to hire her after what her father did. Obviously, I didn't say yes, I wanted to speak with you about it first.”

“How’d you feel about it? She was your mother.”

Liam shrugged, “I’ve learned that we’re not responsible for our parents actions. We don't need to talk about this now. We’ve got plenty of time to discuss this.”

“Good,” she nodded, “We need to get this little princess to bed.”

Liam lifted Eleanor into his arms, careful not to wake her as he made his way down the hall to her bedroom, Riley following behind with her pillow, blanket and teddy bear.

Riley placed the pillow at the top of the bed as Liam carefully placed her down then threw the blanket over her, putting her teddy just beside her.

Liam leaned down placing a kiss onto his daughter’s forehead. “Goodnight, princess,” he whispered, moving out of the way so Riley could do the same.

After they had both tucked their little girl into bed they headed into their own bedroom after flicking the lamps off in the living room.

The couple got ready for bed then climbed under the blankets, Liam immediately pulling his wife back against his chest. They locked fingers, their hands resting over Riley’s barely visible bump.

“I love you, my love,” he said, nuzzling his face into her neck.

“I love you too, Li.”

#choices february challenge #the royal romance fanfic #liam x mc #choices:stories you play

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