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As promised, part 2 to the fluff fic story for @blazeflames for the secret santa Aqours anniversary! Posted on the 26th as promised in a clever delayed joke and not because I’m a horrible lazy person.

Enjoy fluff

Maki stepped out of the red door of the temple out onto the steps. She folded her arms and shoved her hands deep into her jacket. Winter air blew into the jacket and blew up her arms, making her efforts to stay warm futile. Annoyed, she half zipped up her coat and sat down on the staircase. Her mother and father were just inside, examining the old temple. Normally, Maki would at least be with them, but she really just wanted to be alone right then.

The temple gave a small overlook to the town. The seaside village was quaint, pretty even in contrast to Tokyo, but it was out of her comfort zone. The noise of the city was a bit like a comfort blanket right about then. Alone in the silence, all she could think of was everything going on. Well, that and the cold. Cold was a pretty annoying part of this entire experience. It was almost spring, it shouldn’t be possible to be this cold.

Complaining about the cold was easier than anything else right then. Maki shivered.

“Ah, miss, if you want, it’s warmer inside. Zura~” A voice said behind her.

Maki passively turned her head. There was a girl there, probably only thirteen or so. She turned her head back to the village. “No thank you.”

“I— It’s not any trouble, I promise. There’s a little heat in there. My father would love to— ah, I mean I could— get you something, if you like.” The girl’s shadow moved toward Maki.

“I am fine.” Maki didn’t turn this time. She just stared out and scrunched her eyebrows. “I just need to. Mm.”

The girl stood still. Then, after a moment, she sat down beside Maki. This time, Maki naturally saw more of her. Long tea-colored hair, work clothes on, not really anything of note. She kicked the ground beneath her, staring out where Maki was staring and then to Maki herself.

Maki moved her eye over. “Yes?”

“Oh, uh. I just — just sitting. Zura~” She kicked the ground. “Just, thought you might need someone for whatever it is your doing.”

Maki admired the girl’s tenacity if nothing else. She sighed and looked back out the city. “Not really looking for company. Just — thinking.”

“About what? Zura~” The girl leaned in.

“Me stuff.” Maki looked over. “And what are you doing?”

“U— uh.” She blushed. “I— I just. Zura~”

“What’s so interesting here?” Maki seethed a little, but then instantly regretted being so rude.

The girl flinched, compounding Maki’s guilt. “I— Well, I thought you— you looked pretty. Zura~” She looked down bashfully.

Maki was a bit taken aback by her. “W— well. I suppose you—” She couldn’t figure out a way to word what she wanted to say without sounding mean, so she dropped it. “What’s your name?”

“Oh, Kunikida Hanamaru.” The girl answered. “Um, pleased to meet you.”

Maki closed her eyes to take in the name. “Miss Kunikida. Okay.”

“O— Oh, Hanamaru is fine, miss.”

Maki didn’t want to be too informal. She didn’t want to talk much at all, but Hanamaru wasn’t hurting anyone at the moment. She stared away from Hanamaru. “Do you live here?”

“Yes.” Hanamaru said. “My father is the priest. I help take care here and sing and greet people.” Hanamaru kicked the step again. “Where do you live?”

“Near Tokyo. I spend a lot of time in Kanda, mostly.”

“W-Wow! That’s so cool! I— I’ve never been. Do you go to the Jinbocho book fair? I’ve heard about it and... and it sounds so cool Zura!”

Maki thought. “I have been there. It is . . . a lot of books.”

“Well, of course.” Hanamaru giggled. “Sorry, I just really like reading. What do you normally do there?”

At this, Maki went quiet again. She let the question hang long enough for Hanamaru to start feeling uncomfortable. “I normally hang out with friends.”

“Oh.” Hanamaru shifted. “Then, that must be why you look so lonely.”

“Hm?”

“You’re so far away from them.”

Maki furrowed her brow. “Yes. And . . . that’s not gonna change soon.”

“Why?”

“Graduation.” Maki said. She gripped at her jacket. “School is starting; and, by the time I get back, a lot of really good friends will be gone.”

Hanamaru looked sad. “Oh.” She looked up. “You’re gonna miss them. Zura?”

“Mmm, that’s obvious.” Maki plucked at her hair. “A lot of them meant a lot to me and my other friends. What we did together . . . just cannot be replaced.”

Hanamaru looked out towards the city. “I don’t know much about that, but . . . I’ve had to go away from my friends too. Just . . . split up ‘cause of middle school.”

“Well, this is not like that.” Maki huffed. “There was a lot more than that between us.”

“I get that, but.” Hanamaru fiddled around uncomfortably. “Okay, maybe I don’t. But . . . What were your friends like?”

“Hm. We. . .” She really didn’t want to start having a girl freak out about meeting her, so Maki decided to stay quiet about their occupation. “We went pretty far as a team. Trained, talked, worked, even. . .” She trailed off. “Anyways, we all were practically a family, but now I’m back to school, without them. Back to. . .” She sighed. “I am not making a lot of sense, I am sorry to bother you.”

Hanamaru was absently fiddling with the hem of her dress. “Oh, you’re not bothering me at all. I’m always happy to listen.” She smiled. “It’s part of working at a temple.”

“I thought your dad was the one working here.”

“He is, but I hear him a lot, I read up on philosophy, and I like to listen to all my friends and what’s up with them.”

Maki stared off into space. “Sounds like you love it here.”

“I do, I do. Zura~”

“Wish I could stay like that.” Maki huffed into her jacket. “Me and my parents just got back from visiting medical schools around the globe. I will have to start applying soon.”

“Medical school? Are you a doctor?”

“No, not- not yet anyway.” Maki tugged at whatever was in her hands. “I am just preparing to follow my parents. Like you do with your dad. It’s just what I do.”

“Oh.” Hanamaru twiddled her thumbs. “But. . . Could I ask you something?”

Maki sighed. “Why stop now?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. But, do you want to go into medicine?”

Maki frowned. “No.” She shook her head. “I love music. I play the piano and do some other composing. I don’t really feel anything about medicine, it just. . . pays the bills. I can write a hundred songs for the world to hear and be right by friends and it’ll never make half as much, or even guarantee that I won’t be alone and unheard afterwards.”

“Then why are you thinking about it?”

“You ask a lot of questions.” Maki rubbed her forehead. “Ugh, I am sorry. I . . . I am being harsh. I just do not really want to talk a lot. This trip, my friends, school, the cold – It is all slurring together in one big annoying mess doing a Nico nii into my ear.”

Hanamaru giggled. “I understand. I think. Um, most of it. Zura~ I can leave if you want.”

Maki smiled. “You do not have to.”

“No, I don’t want to burden you. I just. . .” Hanamaru stood. “I just saw you happy for a moment. When you were talking about music. When you talked about your friends. I just thought I saw that. . . money maybe wasn’t everything.”

Maki paused for a moment. As she turned around, Hanamaru was already stepping away. Maki called after her. “Thank you, miss Kunikida.”

“Um, any time, ma’am. Zura~”

Maki turned back out to the town.

It was still cold.

Hmm, it was a beautiful view though.

She felt a song taking shape. It was quiet.

Maki took out her notebook. There might just be something worth writing down.

Hanamaru watched as the family left the temple steps, the older girl passively leading her parents. Hanamaru’s dad waved goodbye to the group and returned into the temple. She stepped into the courtyard to sweep up. There wasn’t much to sweep up.

She paused as she got near the steps. There was a loose couple leaves of paper wedged in the side of the wall. Figuring they were just litter, Hanamaru picked them up to take to the trash. But there was something written on it.

It was worth taking a peek at.

Hanamaru unfolded the wadded paper. It was a few music sheets written on notebook pages. She turned it around right-side up. Up above the music was a title: “Flower wreath.”

She stared at it for a bit, put down her broom, then skittered inside. “Daddy, could you play this on the organ please?”

[nico-nasty]

"51 but pussy tight like I'm 10"-Chika's mom probably

NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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GOD HAS ABANDONED US

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「一緒にぷかぷか」/「凡」のイラスト [pixiv]

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Here’s my @international-idols secret Santa gift for @honkerislove (AKA JD!) Merry Christmas, and I hope you have fun over the holidays!

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Adsdfds I love it! Thank you!

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This is dedicated to @blazeflames​ as part of @international-idols​ secret santa. I’m no artist, sadly. So I’ll replace good art with a 2 part post with mediocre style-copied art and fluff fics! Merry Christmas, Blaze, apologies that this won’t come in a single bunch on Christmas day, ChibiMaki is coming, though.

((Now posted on the correct blog))

Hanamaru took a generous sip from her tea, a treat after a long day’s practice. She exhaled in one burst, then sucked back in a cold breath of air. Her body was burning up after the long day of practice, but the crisp fall air was slowly working its way in. She took another sip from the straw, but got stuck on a chunk of ice. She scrunched up her face, stirred the tea, then tried again. Ice again. She shook the tea vigorously, then sucked up with righteous fury. Ice. She needed a spoon.

“Ruby, coul—” She paused. Right, she was alone. The two-seater table only had one person in them. Hanamaru blushed. She was just so used to being here with her that she had taken it for granted, but Ruby was with her sister today. Hanamaru sighed. She was glad to see the two reconnecting and bonding, but it left her a bit lonely. Oh well, if Ruby was happy …

She didn’t have too much time to think before a tall woman walked up to her table. “Excuse me, I can’t find a seat elsewhere. Could I sit here?”

Hanamaru scanned the woman. She had striking red hair, was dressed finely, and had reflective sunglasses on. The sunglasses gave her pause. That seems … suspicious. Yet she had no reason to mistrust the lady. “Ah, go ahead. Zura~”

The lady smiled and gently sat down across the table from her. “Thank you very much.” She took a seat and swirled around her own tea, by the looks of it it was also iced tea. Hanamaru thought it a nice coincidence. The woman looked over. “Do you come to this place often?”

“Ah, yes. I come here quite a bit with my friend. Zura~’ She bit her lip over the tic.

The lady didn’t seem to notice. “Hmm, I suppose they are elsewhere then?”

“Yes, she’s out with her sister. Oh— but we were just together a bit ago doing … stuff.”

The lady sipped her tea gently. Hanamaru could see a hint of a purple eye behind her shades, looking at her inquisitively. “What do you do together? I hope you don’t mind my asking.”

“Oh, no, miss. Not at all. Zura~ We’re normally just coming to the library, places like this, the temple.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, my father works up there— Ah, I do too really. Eheh. But we meet a lot for practice now.”

The lady smiled and sipped her tea. “You two seem very close.” She reached up with her free hand and idly twirled a strand of long hair.

“Yes, yes. We are. Zura~” Hanamaru said. As she did, she looked off to the side. “Eheh— We’re normally inseparable, but today she and her sister are off by themselves.”

“Oh? For what?”

Hanamaru tried to read the lady, but none of the obvious suspicious things she read about in crime novels stood out to her. This was just idle talk to the lady … Hanamaru guessed. “Well, they recently just started talking to each other again after a bit of disagreeing. We’re even practicing together and they look so happy.” Hanamaru sighed.

The lady set her cup down. “Well, I have to ask, what do you practice? Comedy?”

“Eh? EEEEHHH?” Hanamaru nearly fell out of her chair. “No, no. Not comedy, I mean, we’re kind of our school’s … idols?”

The lady tugged on her hair. “Seriously?”

Hanamaru blushed and stared into her tea. Was the lady judging her? “I mean … kinda.”

The stranger looked off into the sky above Hanamaru for a bit, then smiled. “How interesting.” She looked down. “What do you do, as an idol?”

“W— Well. Zura~. We sing and promote our school. It’s— It’s a lot of work though! We’re trying to help our school out from … well, how few people are signing up.”

“I mean, what do you do?” The lady leaned forward a bit. “Like, in your whole group, what do you do?”

Hanamaru paused, bit her lip. “W— Well, not much. I— I’m just kinda a voice. But, I really enjoy doing it with Ruby — my friend — she’s really really into idols and … well, I do this all for her.” She smiled. “I love being with her, and I love idols, and I know I can do my best as one when I’m with her.”

The lady pulled up her sunglasses. Familiar violet eyes pierced hers. She didn’t know why, but they were comforting, even though they looked a bit stern for a second. After a bit, her face softened. “So, if I understand it, you’re feeling a little lonely when you should be happy. Am I wrong?”

Hanamaru blushed, spitting out a little bit of tea she was drinking at the time. “Ah ah ah— You are, I mean, no you aren’t. I— … Zura~” Her face fell. “A little.”

The stranger gingerly pulled a napkin out of the handbag she was carrying and handed it to Hanamaru. She took it and wiped the tea off her face. The lady turned to face Hanamaru directly. “I understand it all. But don’t worry too much, alright?”

“I’m sorry,” the little idol said, dabbing at tea on the table, “but why do you care so much?”

“Hm? I don’t understand.”

“I mean, why do you care about me and Ruby? W— We just met.”

The lady took out another napkin and wiped off the tea on her sweater. “Oh, maybe. But I think you’re cute.” She winked.

“E— E— EEEEEEHHH?” Hanamaru had flushed fully through. “Uh, but I—”

The lady was snickering. “Ah, anyways, I ask because I care.” She twirled her straw with her finger. “Or, out of boredom. Take your pick.”

“Oh.” Hanamaru calmed down a bit. “I— thank you.”

“Anyways, do you know where I’m headed?”

“N— no?”

The lady flicked her sunglasses off and pointed off behind her. “Out to Tokyo to see a few very special friends for a meetup. I’m just here to kill time by the beach.” She nodded her tea cup. “We met kinda like you, doing club activities. I had a few … friends, yes. I was closer with them at least than all the others at first.” She winked. “A bit like …”

Hanamaru understood. “A bit like me.”

“I didn’t exactly like everyone else at first. They were, oh, how should I say … annoying? Annoying.” The lady rolled her eyes. “A lot annoying, some of them. But we were a team, a family. And after a bit, I saw those friends I had get closer and closer to everyone else. They were off with them without me sometimes.”

Hanamaru sipped her tea as she listened.

“But – I don’t quite understand this myself, so don’t blame yourself if you don’t – we were closer too. All the time we spent together was more meaningful, and now I had more and more friends. They, however, were still special to me.” The lady smiled. “Understand?”

Hanamaru thought for a moment. “I think I do. It’s just— I’m sorry you’re right.”

“You want to say it takes time?” The lady nodded.

Hanamaru nodded as well.

“It will take time. But, it won’t be a long time.” The stranger jiggled her cup, then realized it was empty save the ice. “I hope you keep doing what you’re doing. Do it for her, for the love of it, and for yourself. Because all three of those will get stronger while you do it.”

“T— thank you.” Hanamaru beamed at the lady. What she said felt, a bit forceful, but relaxing somehow. Still, something was bugging her. “Um, could I ask, what did you and your friends do? Zura~”

The lady winked and pulled out a card. “I have to be off. I’m sorry I can’t stay and chat a bit more. Here’s my card, though I’m only a university student still.” She handed Hanamaru the card, but didn’t even give her time to look it over before she rose to leave. “Good bye, Miss Kunikida.”

Hanamaru looked the card over, but paused for a moment. “Um, miss, how do you know—” The lady was already out of earshot, walking down the road.

She looked down at the card. It was for the woman, a professional pianist. Hanamaru scrunched up her face in thought. Then it hit her. “Oh … Oh. OH!”

Maki hiked up her bag and put her sunglasses back on. She wasn’t sure what came over her then, but it was a refreshing feeling. Waves of shivers racked her. Reliving a memory just seemed so— exciting. She wondered if the girl would remember it too.

Her phone buzzed. After a second, she checked. Ah, Nico was trying to find her. Maki rubbed her nose bridge and exhaled. She may have spent all her patience and compassion a bit too early today.

[Part 2, Fluffetic Boogaloo - December 26th]

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someone: oh look it’s snowing for the first time this year!

me, kicking down the front door: tODOKETE SETSUNASA NI WAAAAAA

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kotori is a massive nerd, thank u

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Me

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Just me and @aki-hoshikaze taking about the Aquors in @international-idols

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27th of April - 2nd Aqours single

starting the 22nd of January - regular Nico Namas

AQOURS TO JOIN SIF!

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY

AN AQOURS ANIME ANNOUNCED FOR SUMMER 2016!!

[k009]

there are two types of people

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Don’t lie, nozomi is bae

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nyaa nyaa

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….this..became so long… _(:’3 」∠)_

Credits to my Da-Thirsty-Satanic-Gay-Lazy-Bones partner @saberin for helping me in my desperate moment to convince everyone this is totally a NozoEli AU haha