10 6 / 2014
……………….Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand it’s finished. Finally.
I don’t know why this took me this long. I think I’ll just stick to drabbling instead, save for the few projects I’ve promised people.
(zarahjoyce, I haven’t forgotten!)
What helped banish the gnawing feelings of emptiness, Tomoko discovers, is putting words on paper, words that brought to life a young girl dreaming to be an astronaut, and the people she meets on her journey.
The point of their meeting that time is for him to help her study for exams, as she is still in school; however, two hours later, her books lay forgotten as they huddle together under the kotatsu, merely enjoying each other’s presence.
It was past visitor’s hours, but that didn’t bother him as he slipped into the quiet hospital room.
Tomoko, as always, wasn’t surprised to see him, and offered a wobbly smile, telling him to say hello to their newborn son.
It had strangely been his idea, having read it somewhere on the internet (privately Tomoko is pleased that he’s taken an active role in learning about parenting due to his impending fatherhood status)—each day they would slip in a hundred-yen piece in a black piggybank that she had decorated, for their child’s future.
45. Shooting Star
Whenever Ryusei is gone from her side, Tomoko dreams of shooting stars and a warm smile.
46. Writer’s Choice – Happy Birthday
Ryusei’s shocked—and a little grateful—when he opens his apartment door, expecting a dark, empty apartment, and gets thoroughly surprised by the presence of the Kamen Rider Club—even Ohsugi-sensei and Jirou—led by Tomoko, holding a birthday cake and wearing a smile.
47. Writer’s Choice – Couvade
Tomoko’s pregnancy did not start off well—severe morning sickness and several miscarriage scares were more than enough for the young couple to be thankful for every day.
One day, Tomoko wakes well–rested and alert—no signs of nausea or dizziness—when she hears Ryusei retching in the bathroom.
48. Writer’s Choice — Ear
“Go on, he won’t break,” Tomoko urges with a smile, and deposits the sleeping bundle into his lap. Ryuusei holds his just days-old son awkwardly in his lap, more than half afraid that he might drop him, and just stares.
His son’s ears look just like Tomoko’s. That is enough to bring a smile to his face.
49. Writer’s Choice — Cuddle
It is almost painful to see Ryusei cuddle their son, barely two years old, after hearing a merrily garbled “Papa, ruv you!” one sunny afternoon.
50. Writer’s Choice – Photograph
After three hours at the photo studio, it was a disaster—the photographers had snapped what seemed to thousands of pictures, the lights were hurting everyone’s eyes, Yuuto* had been continually throwing fits, and Ryusei was nearly at the end of his rope—
But, miraculously, it is only the last shot unexpectedly taken by one of the more inexperienced rookies that, according to Tomoko, was worth all the trouble: Yuuto suddenly stopping his cries to smack a sloppy kiss on Ryuusei’s cheek.
*Note: Yuuto is an Original character of mine—Ryuusei and Tomoko’s son. His name comes from the kanji 悠(“yuu,” meaning “distant) and 斗(“to,” referring to the Ursa Major constellation).
22 5 / 2014
05 5 / 2014
(This was supposed to be a post on difficlties on writing Takeru/Kotoha, and I got sidetracked. I’m so sorry if I offended anyone! It wasn’t my intention to do so.)
OK, first off, my Shinkenger OTP — Takeru/Kotoha. I have a thing for Red/Yellow ships, apparently. (Except for Go-Onger. I ship Hiroto/Saki so hard. And Kyoryuuger—Uchii/Amy all the way. Both are Gold/Pink, hah!)
It’s really hard to write Takeru and Kotoha’s relationship while staying true to their characters—one, because their moments are so far and few in between (the show’s about a team protecting Japan, not your usual Koreanesque drama with love polygons); two, they’re so awkward with one another; and three, I feel almost criminal imagining them in various situations, should they embark on a serious relationship.
But then, I do have trouble writing anything I call fanfiction in-character. This is a problem, and one of the fundamental reasons why I can’t seem to produce anything in a timely manner. I would if I could!
I always seem to cringe when I read a fanfic (which I do to almost an unhealthy basis), and the characters are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay out of character, to the point that I kind of wonder and ask the computer screen, Did you really watch/read the TV show/movie/show/book/comic/whatever? This, however, doesn’t last very long, because I always remind myself that every author has a reason why they do so, and that they have every right to portray any fandom/ship they wish, because it’s their story.
Yeah. Well. I feel very narrow-minded right now, and it feels disgusting, so I might as well spit it out to get it out of my system. Argh. OK. I feel better now. Back to plotting!
(In other notes, this is my 100th post! Yay me!)
30 4 / 2014
Title: SHARK (Season 1)
Number of Episodes: 12
Starring: Hirano Sho, Hamada Takahiro, Matsumura Hokuto, Iwamoto Hikaru, Kamiyama Tomohiro (all from Johnny’s Juniors)
Broadcasting Company: NTV
(NOTE: SPOILERS MAY BE AHEAD.)
I don’t really do reviews for dramas—it’s just gif posting, spazzing, fangirling, or just plain screaming at my computer screen—if because there’s always a part (or parts) of the drama that I skip over, usually when it’s the “bad” arc. Plus, being the scatterbrained idiot I am, I always lose interest if it’s too long, if it’s too clichéd, or when it gets boring.
However, the Jdorama SHARK caught my interest, and I ended up downloading the entire series before I really knew what I was doing—becoming a die-hard fan.
Johnny’s Entertainment (JE) has been a love affair that lasted over ten years. I really got into them via Arashi. From Arashi, to KAT-TUN and NEWS, and then to Johnny’s Juniors.
SHARK is essentially about a rock band in the shattering aftermath of its leading vocalist, Kazuki. From then on both the band’s dreams and interactions amongst its members become broken and dysfunctional….until its manager finds the answer in a young rogue singer who crashes a wedding to belt out a dream song—Mizuki. She tries to recruit him into SHARK by telling him, face to face, that she fell in love with his voice.
By the time I was watching Episode 6, I was already emotionally invested all of the characters—even Kai, the most resistant of SHARK members to accept Mizuki. It was almost painful to see Mizuki, despite his arrogant demeanor, admit his own flaws, being a former child star now down in the dumps. He clings to music like a lifeline, and in a way, it is. But he’s always grounded, partly because of SHARK, and partly because of the cute little waitress at the restaurant he frequents (but never pays) named Kaede, who is working part-time while attending university. There are hints that there’s more to their relationship than just friends, and I enjoyed the little hints. They reminded me that there’s more to this drama than just a rock band that hasn’t debuted yet.
The ending disappointed me far more than I expected. While I enjoy a happy, successful ending like any other fan—it ties up loose ends quite nicely—I appreciate an ambiguous or a—gasp!—tragic and/or realistic ending, sadistic fan I am. However, SHARK’s ending had me screaming and crying at my screen. SHARK, by the end of the drama, do not debut because of Mizuki’s situation—he has vocal cord nodules and has to receive emergency treatment, or else he could never sing again. The season ends with an emotionally stirring live and an uncertain future.
What I liked primarily in this short drama—just 12 episodes, a typical run for a Japanese drama—is that there isn’t any “genius” musician to lead the band. All of the members of their SHARK have their skills, yet they are not amazing or genius; all of their sounds together, despite some flaws, create a beautiful sound that pulls at the audience and could easily win over any other group that may have flawless technical skill. That, and the themes of getting over loss, friendship, and being there for one another despite the odds has me feeling all the feels.
(Oh, who am I kidding? It’s all for the pretty boys, in the end, jamming on stage.)
23 4 / 2014
So….rewatched Kamen Rider Wizard in Magic Land courtesy of TV-Nihon Subs. (Thank you so much!) I already watched the movie in RAW form, but I always treat myself in watching with TV-Nihon subs, because their subtitling effects are always fantastic.
…And this came up. Slightly Haruto/Koyomi (but not really), told from the perspective of Maya. (If you’ve watched the movie, you’ll know who this character is.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Kamen Rider Wizard.
It’s by accident, really, when he sees them.
He still retains every memory of the other world, the world that the mysterious Koyomi and Kamen Rider Wizard—Souma Haruto, he has to whisper to himself—had supposedly come from…and had destroyed his own world in order to protect.
But the days when he was King are long gone, and, frankly, Maya is happy that he doesn’t miss them, for in this world, he has a family.
He’s on an ice-cream date with his wife and daughter—already three years old, and knows exactly how to letting her father relent in buying her blueberry ice-cream from her favorite ice-cream parlor—when he sees the pair, the mage and the non-mage strolling side-by-side on the busy street.
At first, he thinks he’s hallucinating. It’s not that he doesn’t know that they were real, but he didn’t count on the world being so small that he could brush by them.
(If he doesn’t believe in fate, he does so now.)
From afar, they are a striking pair: Koyomi, soft in white and ruffles, next to a tall Haruto who greatly contrasts her in his black and red. If they notice that they attract a lot of interested gazes, they pay no attention, so in tune with one another that despite the fact that they are walking separately, there is an intimacy between them that puts them apart from the other pedestrians on the street.
An impulse to call out to them, to thank them, to show them his happiness, is almost too much to bear, and Maya is on his feet when he stops himself. Much as he would like to thank them—because he is no longer alone—he wants to feel a little selfish. He wants to keep his happiness to himself.
He looks down at the questioning tone in his wife’s voice, and smiles reassuringly. “Just thought that I saw someone I knew,” he says while sitting back down. His wife smiles and wipes their daughter’s mouth with a napkin, and Maya basks in contentment.
And yet…he cannot resist another look, a quick glance at the two’s disappearing backs.
OK, not my best (too many dashes, commas, sentences that may not make sense, wordiness), but couldn’t resist. I will have the final part of You and I (Ryusei/Tomoko) up soon! >.< I can’t think of two little drabbles to write in order to complete it.