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selfconcept) wrote2025-11-13 07:51 pm
selfconcept) wrote2025-11-13 07:51 pm
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HELLO
"..."
GOODBYE
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"..."
GOODBYE
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[okay well]
[I guess going for it]
Your whimsy, huh.
[a very light touch of amusement as he repeats those words, hand dropping from Hien's cheek to his collar, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt]
. . . I suppose that's not a bad way to do things. [Edamura is not a whimsy kind of guy, but he is slowly learning how to live in the moment. that's what his world travels are for] If it makes you happy, then--
[I guess going for it]
Your whimsy, huh.
[a very light touch of amusement as he repeats those words, hand dropping from Hien's cheek to his collar, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt]
. . . I suppose that's not a bad way to do things. [Edamura is not a whimsy kind of guy, but he is slowly learning how to live in the moment. that's what his world travels are for] If it makes you happy, then--
[...
he sighs, as flickers of thoughts go through his mind, voices of other people. "He was the only one shooed away at the door." "She's naturally going to trust us far more."]
There's an enemy we're dealing with in secret, where a crucial part of our plan was for me to give an imperial decree—a speech to the public. It was imperative that we do this before the enemy acted, or else it would be meaningless. And as the prince, I was the only one who could do it.
Unfortunately, I was stabbed by an assassin, most likely sent by my brother who didn't care for the attention that this event was receiving. [these things happen...] It wasn't a life-threatening wound, however, so I declared my intention to proceed with the speech in three days, as time was of essence. She was against it.
[...]
I know she meant no malice by it, and that she was simply concerned for me. But I wish she had believed in me, and I know that if it had been any of the others in my situation, she would've accepted their decision from the beginning. It's just me that she couldn't...
he sighs, as flickers of thoughts go through his mind, voices of other people. "He was the only one shooed away at the door." "She's naturally going to trust us far more."]
There's an enemy we're dealing with in secret, where a crucial part of our plan was for me to give an imperial decree—a speech to the public. It was imperative that we do this before the enemy acted, or else it would be meaningless. And as the prince, I was the only one who could do it.
Unfortunately, I was stabbed by an assassin, most likely sent by my brother who didn't care for the attention that this event was receiving. [these things happen...] It wasn't a life-threatening wound, however, so I declared my intention to proceed with the speech in three days, as time was of essence. She was against it.
[...]
I know she meant no malice by it, and that she was simply concerned for me. But I wish she had believed in me, and I know that if it had been any of the others in my situation, she would've accepted their decision from the beginning. It's just me that she couldn't...
comparatively speaking
its a lot less than i thought
its a lot less than i thought
[ welcome to the ice rink! tobari has never seen snow before. he's wandering around completely unaware of the dangers of the ice. surely that won't be a problem. for now, you may have optional heterosexuality if you so choose ( 2:08:40 - 2:12:44 ). it's probably just glimpses of this interaction in the ice. if nothing else, it looks tender. some hets have rights.
but in the end!
Tobari's life has been a fortunate one. He'd be the first to say so. Despite the circumstances of his birth, he's defied the odds and managed to survive even this long. Doing so was only by the grace of the people around him. As a child, he was picked up by Shioji—what does it matter if that same beloved older brother later betrayed him and set him up as a scapegoat? He was clothed, fed, given shelter, and raised by the Red Light District—so what if, when it all burnt down, one day those same people who treated him so gently blamed Tobari for all their troubles? Somehow, in spite of everything, he even found someone who loved him through all the tragedies.
And yet he had the nerve to want more. The chance to hold this beautiful girl's hand, even if she was out of his league. The opportunity to see that flower field on the surface, blooming beyond imagination. And—time. Despite the disease festering in his lungs, a marker of exactly where he came from and the fate he couldn't escape, he just... wanted a little bit more time.
[ at the end of it all, he's just a little bit stunned. it's one thing to experience and another to witness. and yet his gaze remains glued on the image of that lovely, lovely girl, bloodied and eyes closed for an eternal rest, until his own lungs demand that he remembers how to breathe. then it's just one shuddering breath in as his hand comes up to pinch the bridge of his nose, and he figures out how to school his expression back into something a little less...
well, lost. ]
but in the end!
memory: greed (tobari bad end spoilers)
The real greed is this and only this: "... After the new year... and a while after that, it'll be spring." ( 2:28:49 - 2:36:00 )Tobari's life has been a fortunate one. He'd be the first to say so. Despite the circumstances of his birth, he's defied the odds and managed to survive even this long. Doing so was only by the grace of the people around him. As a child, he was picked up by Shioji—what does it matter if that same beloved older brother later betrayed him and set him up as a scapegoat? He was clothed, fed, given shelter, and raised by the Red Light District—so what if, when it all burnt down, one day those same people who treated him so gently blamed Tobari for all their troubles? Somehow, in spite of everything, he even found someone who loved him through all the tragedies.
And yet he had the nerve to want more. The chance to hold this beautiful girl's hand, even if she was out of his league. The opportunity to see that flower field on the surface, blooming beyond imagination. And—time. Despite the disease festering in his lungs, a marker of exactly where he came from and the fate he couldn't escape, he just... wanted a little bit more time.
[ at the end of it all, he's just a little bit stunned. it's one thing to experience and another to witness. and yet his gaze remains glued on the image of that lovely, lovely girl, bloodied and eyes closed for an eternal rest, until his own lungs demand that he remembers how to breathe. then it's just one shuddering breath in as his hand comes up to pinch the bridge of his nose, and he figures out how to school his expression back into something a little less...
well, lost. ]
[ he leans back in his chair to listen, very obviously mulling this over. some stray thoughts include:
"what is with these things screwing with our memories at all?"
"splitting up is always a bad idea. why is it always churches?"
"oh. oh fuck, okay." ]
You felt like you lost who you were because there was nothing that made you who you are. Without showing it on the pages, it got to you in a way that meant the monster was what remained in the end.
[ haha, great! ]
I hate how these things are so good at pinpointing the exact thing that'd freak you out. Did you find the others after that?
"what is with these things screwing with our memories at all?"
"splitting up is always a bad idea. why is it always churches?"
"oh. oh fuck, okay." ]
You felt like you lost who you were because there was nothing that made you who you are. Without showing it on the pages, it got to you in a way that meant the monster was what remained in the end.
[ haha, great! ]
I hate how these things are so good at pinpointing the exact thing that'd freak you out. Did you find the others after that?
[ He wouldn't have seen this coming from miles and miles away. His collar is yanked and when he's pulled forward, he thought he would have gotten something but not this. If his collar wasn't pulled, he would immediately scrunch his neck into his cloak like how a turtle retreats into its shell. But he can't.
So he squeaks in response, which sounds weird with the distortion and static and immediately turns red in the face. ]
So he squeaks in response, which sounds weird with the distortion and static and immediately turns red in the face. ]
[WELL THAT MAKES TWO OF THEM, because Edamura's features are lit up like a tomato. he presses his free hand against his face to hide his blush, head bowed, bangs falling haphazard across his fingers]
Dude.
[a strangled li'l noise]
I'm so sorry, I think I got cursed earlier and I think it's still lingering--
[KILL HIM HE IS SO EMBARRASSED]
Dude.
[a strangled li'l noise]
I'm so sorry, I think I got cursed earlier and I think it's still lingering--
[KILL HIM HE IS SO EMBARRASSED]
i think it does personally
but i get what you mean
i wouldnt have such a hard time if i could just regenerate
but i get what you mean
i wouldnt have such a hard time if i could just regenerate
[ Hien shuts his eyes tight and just shudders in place as if to release the tension he feels right now. Looks like the ear is pretty sensitive............. more things for Edamura to know that he didn't really need to. Congratulations on your info. ]
"It's--fine..."
[ hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhghghghghghghh
You know what Hien does. He gets a pillow and shoves it into his own face. ]
"It's--fine..."
[ hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhghghghghghghh
You know what Hien does. He gets a pillow and shoves it into his own face. ]
[. . . peeking up at Hien between his fingers when he feels that little shiver. just in time to watch the poor guy shove a pillow into his face]
[. . .]
[cute. . . . . .]
H-- hey. . . come on, you don't have to do that.
[attempts to tug the pillow away. . .]
[. . .]
[cute. . . . . .]
H-- hey. . . come on, you don't have to do that.
[attempts to tug the pillow away. . .]
[ He needs a second to cool down... He can usually do it very easily, but sometimes things happen when something like this happens when you're emotionally vulnerable.
But the pillow is tugged away and Hien is still red in the face. ]
But the pillow is tugged away and Hien is still red in the face. ]
[oh]
[this is. . .]
[it's actually kind of. . .]
[. . . despite the heavy subject matter, the moment Edamura sees that flush cascading across Hien's features, he actually. . . smiles. lips curving up from cheek to cheek, bright and fond and very endeared. and when he ducks his head to laugh, the sound light and airy and filled with open, unbridled affection, he realizes--]
[yeah. maybe there is one thing he wants to do before he leaves. just. . . one more thing]
. . . I don't think I've ever seen you this embarrassed before.
[this is. . .]
[it's actually kind of. . .]
[. . . despite the heavy subject matter, the moment Edamura sees that flush cascading across Hien's features, he actually. . . smiles. lips curving up from cheek to cheek, bright and fond and very endeared. and when he ducks his head to laugh, the sound light and airy and filled with open, unbridled affection, he realizes--]
[yeah. maybe there is one thing he wants to do before he leaves. just. . . one more thing]
. . . I don't think I've ever seen you this embarrassed before.
[ Some hets indeed have rights. He sees glimpses of the first scene here and there. He wonders... he looks up at Tobari and then he sees... all that. It's wistful and he can sense the regret from how Tobari spoke within the memory.
The hinagiku flower--also known as a daisy. They represent chastity and purity, from the mythology of a nymph transforming herself into one to hide from the affections of a god.
Hien quietly skates on over to where Tobari is. ]
"Hey. You alright?"
The hinagiku flower--also known as a daisy. They represent chastity and purity, from the mythology of a nymph transforming herself into one to hide from the affections of a god.
Hien quietly skates on over to where Tobari is. ]
"Hey. You alright?"
[ he takes a second longer to rearrange his face—sighing heavily when the memory finally recedes. he scrubs his face for a second before finally letting his hand fall. ]
... fine as anybody can be?
[ he's not going to pretend it doesn't fucking hurt. that's more of a disservice to hinagiku than anything else. he spent way too long pretending that she meant less to him than he did—all for the sake of hoping that she could still live a better life away from him. so much for that. ]
But I'm not about to fall apart if that's what you're worried about.
... fine as anybody can be?
[ he's not going to pretend it doesn't fucking hurt. that's more of a disservice to hinagiku than anything else. he spent way too long pretending that she meant less to him than he did—all for the sake of hoping that she could still live a better life away from him. so much for that. ]
But I'm not about to fall apart if that's what you're worried about.
"Alright. You wanna learn how to ice skate, then?"
[ Look, if Tobari doesn't look like he wants to talk about it, then Hien will give him that. It turns out that once you're nice to someone, it's hard to be an asshole back! Wow! ]
[ Look, if Tobari doesn't look like he wants to talk about it, then Hien will give him that. It turns out that once you're nice to someone, it's hard to be an asshole back! Wow! ]
[ It's nice to hear Edamura laugh. It sounds like it's full of affection. For some reason, it gets to Hien more than he expected. ]
"... I'm not usually embarrassed about things unless they affect me directly."
[ He can talk and joke about kinks, or look at someone in a scandalous outfit and not think much on it. But stuff like this? Kills him on the inside. ]
"... I'm not usually embarrassed about things unless they affect me directly."
[ He can talk and joke about kinks, or look at someone in a scandalous outfit and not think much on it. But stuff like this? Kills him on the inside. ]
[WOULD YOU STOP BULLYING HIM. YOU HAKI AND HIM HIEN
ALSO WOULD HIEN STOP BULLYING DAHUT!! Dahut is thinking this when he's clearly done no wrong.]
Wah—! Of course not! I have a very good memory, you know!
[Sometimes the monsieurs and mademoiselles just pepper his speech regardless, like a person predisposed to just throwing random sirs and madams out there.]
ALSO WOULD HIEN STOP BULLYING DAHUT!! Dahut is thinking this when he's clearly done no wrong.]
Wah—! Of course not! I have a very good memory, you know!
[Sometimes the monsieurs and mademoiselles just pepper his speech regardless, like a person predisposed to just throwing random sirs and madams out there.]
[a very, very light tease]
Your ears must be extra sensitive, then. Especially because that wasn't very--
[sexy?? it was like the least sensual ear lick that has ever occurred, actually!! Edamura doesn't finish that statement, his gaze flickering away, a little bit of pink reappearing on his cheeks]
[. . .]
[it returns to Hien moments later]
. . . a-- anyway! It's cute. That's what I. . . was getting at.
Your ears must be extra sensitive, then. Especially because that wasn't very--
[sexy?? it was like the least sensual ear lick that has ever occurred, actually!! Edamura doesn't finish that statement, his gaze flickering away, a little bit of pink reappearing on his cheeks]
[. . .]
[it returns to Hien moments later]
. . . a-- anyway! It's cute. That's what I. . . was getting at.
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