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Permanent Hiatus.

Better officialise this. I’d bet all of you guys saw it coming anyway.

For almost five years I have devoted a lot of energy breathing a life into Miyuki Hoshizora beyond that of her own show. It is thanks to her I managed to grow a lot as a person and as a writer. Thanks to her that I made so many wonderful friendships that still last to this day, that I wrote many wonderful stories, and went through some of the harshest times of my life, without letting adversity get the better of me, or let me grow into a bitter asshole.

Today I’m almost 22. I am comfortable with who I am. And I know what I will become; I have dreams. And all of this I think I owe in big part to the few years I spent here. Projecting into Miyuki and growing by her side helped me a lot in achieving this peace of mind. And now seems like an adequate time to part ways with this muse.

This blog had a great run.

I did consider trying to bring it back, but I can’t really look at how dead the Precure tumblr RP fandom is without feeling a little ache in my heart, and I regret how we let it decay sorely because one person in particular won’t take I’m not interested in writing with you for an answer (It’s Laini in case anyone’s wondering) and harassed everybody into leaving. I sure hope someday, after this person finally got tired of nagging every newcomers they find, new writers start returning and have as good a time there with their Precure muse as we’ve had since 2013. A show this positive deserves a welcoming fandom where people respect each others’ boundaries.

I might occasionally return to this blog; because there is no way I can let it fully rest until that one five-years-old thread with Emi is over.

The 5th of February of this year, according to my own headcanons, Miyuki turns twenty years old. A new generation of Precures will soon come take over where her and her dear friends left off. She is the owner of her very own bookshop, writes childrens book on her spare time, and will remain a legendary warrior fighting for everybody’s future for as long as she has to. She has earned a break alright.

Thanks to everybody. And most of all, thanks to all of you: Emi. Lumi. Esme. Kris. Marmun. Gen-mun. Selk. And everybody else I forgot to mention.

If you wish to keep in touch, my most active muse at the moment is Genji Shimada from Overwatch, at the URL @acceptedmyself.

See you around.

“When you have to say goodbye, you do it with a Smile!“

“So Keep smiling, everyone! Keep smiling and looking for what makes you Ultra Happy!“

shiningdream:

❝ Do not think for a second we are going to believe another word from you either~miru! ❞ Milk quipped at the pinned fairy.

People were talking. Cure Dream could hear them but she was not listening. Instead, she heard her own heartbeat. How could anybody not hear it thumping so loud? Suddenly it was so hard to concentrate on anything anymore.

Porvata returned and he was finally sharing his side of the story. This was not a land of fairies. This was a land of Boreals. Cure Felicity was not their queen. She was a killer.

Cure Felicity killed a Pretty Cure. What was the name? Cure Polar. Cure Polar. That was her, right there, in that coffin. She was dead. She was murdered. By Cure Felicity, the fallen hero Dream and her friends sought to save. A Pretty Cure murdered another Pretty Cure in cold blood. Was that right? That couldn’t be right. The Pretty Cure were legendary warriors who fought for nothing less than love and justice. The Pretty Cure had each other’s backs. Always. You don’t hurt one of your own. You do not betray them and you certainly do not kill one of your own.

❝ Felicity… ❞ Dream murmured. She could no longer bring herself to refer to her as “Cure.” She was unfit for such a title. The taste in her mouth was too sour. This whole time, Cure Dream was doing the wrong thing. This whole adventure with Rin and Miyuki and Exym and everyone was all wrong. Her sins filled her lungs and it was impossible to breathe.

❝ We did a lot of damage, ❞ Dream confessed, her voice rasp. Her throat burned and her chest ached. She was no better than Felicity at this point. And what’s worse, Dream dragged every last one of her friends through the mud with her. They followed her and they have to live with her mistakes. She trusted Exym too much.

Exym. He was still trapped under her hand. He was coughing from the strength of her fingers around his throat. Dream has never been so torturous before. This was his fault. Dream remembered. It wasn’t her; he tricked all of them. She had to remember that. She had to shape up now more than ever. After all, she was their leader! They voted for her. They followed her. Exym needed to pay the price and Dream had to make sure of it.

❝ The Pretty Cure do not kill, ❞ Dream announced firmly. She adjusted her hands so that she could securely grip Exym’s body before rising to her feet. She turned to Porvata and at first avoided his gaze but then finally met his eyes. ❝ I am so sorry for what we have done to you and your people. It was truly unforgivable. We came to this place thinking we were going to do something good but we did just the opposite and we didn’t even know it. We all will leave you and your kingdom immediately. We’ve done enough damage and it would be best if we left your kingdom alone now. We will take Exym with us. Even though Exym has done many terrible things, we won’t let him die. Killing is wrong and I still believe everyone deserves a chance to live. He’ll be out of your hair and we will make sure he will never hurt anybody ever again. ❞

Cure Dream couldn’t recall a time where they ever took a prisoner. But there was a first time for everything, wasn’t there? She had the perfect place in mind to keep Exym in.

Cure Happy stepped up to join Dream as she exposed their side of the story; a mea-culpa born from pure deception. She added very little to her comrades’ sayins, knowing her friend a more eloquant and experienced representative than she was. But yet, this felt necessary. Nozomi and the others would never have been meddled to this, had she not found Exym in the Library in the first place. She placed her hand over her fellow pink warrior’s shoulder, and helped her supporting Porvata’s gaze.

Though a single detail seemed to make her waver for a split second. She thought the reason they ended up at Natts House was because she tried to snatch Exym away from the Book Gate... But what if Exym did intend to go there of his own volition? Were both Smile Precure and Precure Five’s involvements in this case actually something that could not have been avoided?

Porvata’s cackling brought Miyuki back to her senses. a low and tired laugher from which transpired no amusement, but a sarcastic expression of what would be little less than his own stinging despair.

“You’re sorry...?” He passed one of his enormous hands over his eyes, his snout flaring up and his continued giggles exposing his fangs. “Sorry isn’t gonna bring her back... Sorry isn’t gonna undo what made my people into the mindless drones you longed to slay for your sick amusement...!“

“Mindles?!“ Sunny couldn’t help interjecting. “They were definitely aware of what they were doing when they attacked us! Especially Hegemone and her bunch!”

Porvata seemed to jump at the mention of Hegemone. Beauty, however, found within her fiery partner’s reminiscence another deduction.

“All the Boreals we encountered in the desert were indeed definitely aware of their acions... But can we say as much about the others?“

This rose more interrogations among the others. Beauty proceeded.

“The Boreals who attacked us when we arrived jumped on us on-sight. Those at the Oasis, we stroke them by surprise. Hegemone seemed ready to negotiate with us... As for the Boreals we saw when we flew over the Capital...“

“... They seemed to go around aimlessly. Like beasts.“ Mint concluded, Reika nodding along.

“Indeed...“ Porvata said, the shaking of his voice diminishing as he attempted to collect his thoughts. “Shortly before Cure Polar died, this curse started to spread, making rabid monsters out of our friends... For a time, Cure Polar could reverse this disease, but then... Madness took its roots within the vast majority of us, and we were forced to flee to the desert. Where nothing could track us down...”

“And it’s where you hid the Aurora Polarite!~“ Exym mused. “The exact gem Cure Polar used to transform. Shame all it took was a few more humans to bring it back where it belongs!“

Porvata’s knuckles could have turned white were they not covered in thick armor-like scales. His rage, however, seemed to douse as Exym spoke, and seemed to turn more to something akin to panic.

“Th-The Aurora Polarite is here...? He-Hegemone...!“

“Is it...” March pointed toward Cure Rouge, more precisely, the pouch of her Cure Mo. “Is it that thing Exym kept calling Felicity’s treasure?“

“Treasure was stretching it.“ Exym said, apparently caring very little if Dream started actually strangling him. “It’s more like a trophy! A reward for beating the bad guys! Isn’t it how Pretty Cures always get their fancy new toys?“

“You’re horrible...“ Peace squeaked. But despite being the most prone to let her emotions take the better of her, Porvata bear her to it. He was the first to lash out.

He charged forward, swinging his claws toward Cure Dream and her captive. Happy stepped in front of her partner, and blocked the blow. The Boreal slowly lifted his hand, his breath short.

“If... If you won’t kill that thing now, I’LL DO IT MYSELF!“

Following Happy’s cue, Sunny and Beauty attempted to push him away. While he withdrew his claw, he delivered a low kick that sent the other two flying. He narrowly avoided a March Shot sent from his side, and threw a geyser in March’s direction, which she narrowly evaded.

“The... The Polarite must not approach her! If it is back then... Then you will destroy our last hope!“

He joined both of his hands together, the chains hanging from his palms coming together for what the heroines could only assume was a more powerful attack. He aimed it at Exym - and with him, both Happy and Dream - and conjured a wider, faster geyser. One that would get the job done in one go.

#dream rp #shiningdream #//hey emi can i godmod komachi? yes? thanks

Hey Miyuki, remind us of your favorite dessert.

“Dessert, uh... Well, I’m quite fond of cakes of all sorts. But if I had to only pick one kind, that would definitely be chocolate cupcakes! The ones from Kanade’s shop are my favourite, and with how often Hibiki drops by my shop, I get to have some quite often!”

“Ah, and of course, the sweets made by Aoi-chan and the others at KiraPati are delicious too! I get the feeling I could just stuff my face with them all day without ever feeling sick.“

#Anonymous #asks

nycfae:

Despite her interest in the human world, Pixi knew that getting spotted by said humans was less than desirable. It wasn’t that she was afraid—not that she would ever admit being so—but she was more than aware of what some humans might do if they came across a fairy, or even magic in general. There were outliers, sure, but for the most part, it was easier to avoid all of them.

However, it seemed she’d been too lucky for too long when she found herself directly in view of a human girl. It was too late to try and pull the ‘realistic toy’ act; Pixi was already hovering in the air. A shot of fear ran down her spine, but her apprehension quickly turned into something else when she saw the look of pure excitement on the girl’s face.

It didn’t look like the human had any ill-intent; thinking back on it, the younger ones almost never seemed to. Maybe her luck hadn’t run out after all—this definitely could have been worse. She tiled her head a bit before allowing a bit of the tension to leave her body.

“…Pixi.” Was she supposed to ask for hers now, too? “Uh, what’s yours?”

Oh, gosh, she talked her language, and seemed wary but not too shocked to be found by a human. She was really going to have a conversation with and maybe befriend a real life fairy! That was about the most exciting thing to happen to her since... Since... Since she found out some of her Precure kohais were witches! Which, granted, wasn’t that long ago.

“I’m really, like reaaaally, Ultra Happy to meet you, Pixi! My name’s Miyuki!“

She omitted her last name on purpose, remembering some Nordic legends about fairies playing tricks and casting spells on humans who told them their full names. Pixi didn’t seem particularly mischievous, and it was not like Miyuki was defenseless against magical shenanigans, but it was probably better to stay on the safe side for a first encounter.

For starters, the least she could do was reassure her obviously slightly embarrassed guest. Showing her she was familiar with the kind of things ordinary people would deem “supernatural” sounded like a good starting point.

Despite how excited the encounter made her, Miyuki couldn’t deny her biggest question regarding the existence of Pixi’s kind was simply why she didn’t meet them earlier, in her five years of being a Precure.

“I’ve met a lot of creatures that called themselves fairies, like my friend Candy, but it’s the first time I meet one that looks like you! The fairies I’m used to are usually smaller and fluffier, almost like plushies. Are any of your friends like that?”

#nycfae

precurelegends

Language Lessons (shininghappy)

shininghappy

precurelegends:

Smiling at her fellow Cure, Hibiki slides a swivel chair over to Miyuki. “I can teach you some phrases, if you want. It might help the next time Honoka gives you a book of foreign fairy tales.”

“Oh! Feliz sounds like Felice, right? Haa-chan told me her other name meant Happiness in... in uh... I forgot which language. But now! What you just said is... Hm.. Yeah, I knew it! That’s my phrase!“

She grinned and repeated Hibiki’s words; Soy Ultra Feliz; with a thick accent that betrayed her lack of experience. Of course, it had already been hard enough for her to get a decent level of English, so putting other languages on the table actually felt like learning them would actually be the same as starting all of that work all over again.

It was funny to her, however, how that perspective actually didn’t seem to bore her. Surely because now that she was no longer in school, she could choose what to learn.

“I’ve tried to learn some french by comparing my copy of Perrault’s fairy tales with one I bought when I visited Versailles with Candy and the others for the first time. I could pick up a few words, but I wouldn’t say I’m fluent yet, eheh... Je... Ma fier...“

She quickly gave up on mentally translating Hibiki’s oddly elaborate catchphrase - I’m betting my pride as a woman on that! - and moved back to the heart of the topic with the same glee as always.

“But I get the feeling learning new languages might help my shop a lot! If I could open a secton specifically for foreign books in their native language, I’m sure it would draw more people in! Do you think I should take lessons?"

#precurelegends

shiningdream:

The remaining Cures were quick to act. Mint immediately put herself between Exym and the gem, standing in a defensive position and prepared to summon a shield. She kept a keen eye on Porvata’s form. Perhaps it might be to the Cures’ benefit if they had Porvata back. He was trying to tell them the truth all along. Happy was the first to pursue Exym, with Sunny and Rose quick to follow.

It was Dream who hesitated. A flurry of emotions swirled within her, consuming her thoughts and delaying her movements. She felt so heartbroken by Exym’s betrayal. But more than anything, she felt so stupid. How foolish it was for her to trust someone who used them and hurt Coco, Natts, and Candy. And if there was one thing Dream hated more than anything, it was feeling like a complete and total idiot. It made her blood boil.

❝ Dream! ❞ Mint beckoned, snapping the pink haired girl out of her turbulent feelings. Lemonade freed March from the chain by making it dematerialize around her legs. It was evident Aqua was in pain, but she was helping the others hurt by the blast get back on their feet. Peace was having the most difficulty.

Exym evaded the grasps of Happy and Sunny by cleverly maneuvering between their limbs. Milky Rose let out an annoyed grunt in frustration. Just as Exym leaped away from her reaching hand, there suddenly was a puff of smoke, the hand disappearing within it. Seconds later, Milk emerged from the smoke in her fairy form, falling straight towards Exym. With a determined yell, the two fairies collided and Milk tackled him into the marble flooring.

Just then, Dream dashed to the wrestling fairies. She immediately separated the two by pinning Exym to the floor, face down, and with her hand particularly firm over his throat.

❝ You’re wrong, Exym! ❞ Dream snapped, her lavender eyes ablaze. ❝ We’re going to do what is right! Now tell me right now, who really are you? And who is Cure Felicity? ❞

For all that he talked, it took very little for the rogue fairy to be back in check. He grumbled something under his breath about how he overlooked that certain detail about Milky Rose, and simply stared back at Cure Dream as she expressed her profound rage at the creature’s deception. The feline’s sole reaction? Tilt his head sideways - as much as he could, being pinned down under the human girl’s hands - and grinning, throwing in a smug tone:

“I am what you wanted to make of me.“

The rest of the group, save for Peace and Mint who were still standing on their guard in front of Porvata’s reforming body, grouped up around Milk and Nozomi. There was a mess of a few reactions, ranging from some echoes to the older pink’s anger to some more modest expressions of disappointment and shock.

Exym didn’t respond to any questions after that, and the only thing that broke the chaos of the situation was the deep and loud growl of Porvata’s voice. The glow of the Revival Core softened, and the lizard man’s upper body regained its consistence, allowing him to yell out moreclearly.

“You’re the... You’re the one who... You destroyed the peace of this world...! You’re the one who... Cure... P-Po...!“

A half-formed pair of legs slowly materialized under the scaly giant as he rose up, pushing away both Mint and Peace with a vivacity they wouldn’t have expected from one who looked still so injured. He stumbled closer to the rest of the action. Sunny and Happy stepped forward, barring his path, though Miyuki showed no hostility whatsoever.

“H-Hold on...! We just want to understand... Why did the Boreals attack the fairies who lived there to begin with? It’s not too late for us to find a peaceful conclusion to---“

“Fa-Fairies...? There... There never was any fairies in this world! It has always belonged to us Boreals!“

The glares of the girls all converged toward Exym, whose expression was still stuck on that vacant grin.

“Then... Then, who is Cure Felicity? Was she not the Queen of this world before the Boreals took over?“ Peace asked, risking to approach Porvata again.

“Besides, we can’t say we really received some warm greetings when we arrived.“ added March.

Porvata didn’t respond. He stared down at his feet, and fell to his knees, apparently still too tired to stand properly. After a long inspiration, he could finally articulate:

“Cure Felicity... The one who murdered one of her kin in cold blood... All in the name of Love and Justice... A so-called Precure of humanity who made our people into mindless drones...“ He let out a melancholic giggle, drawing more air in to finish his sentence: “That land always belonged to us... What lies did that woman and her companion feed you?“

“Murdered one of her---?“ Beauty started, before looking back at the altair behind them. “You don’t mean...!“

“Well, what else?“ He rose up slowly, trying to keep steady on his legs. “That “human” woman pretending to the name of Cure Felicity came to our world decades ago. She slayed the champion of all Boreals... Cure Polar.”

As he finally spoke the name, the dim light of the stones embedded in the walls lit up to an almost blinding white, revealing the silhouette of the lifeless sleeper of the floating coffin. Now it was obvious the person resting was a feminine figure... Adoring a dress, with a rather youthful shape. She was larger than a human. With a tail and a muzzle.

Cure Polar. The Boreals’ Pretty Cure.

“You... You haven’t done any lasting damage yet... That peaceful conclusion you speak of, we can still talk about that, right? You... You do not know what you’ve been doing.“

Porvata took more heavy footsteps, he pushed Happy and Sunny out of the way rather unceremoniously but with a surprising gentleness. He loomed over Cure Dream and her tiny captive, rising his arm up. The chains that allowed him to channel his magical geysers were slowly reforming around it.

“Hand him over. Or destroy him how you see fit. To end the suffering of my people once and for all, that demon must die!“

Exym giggled, an eerie laughter that just felt uncanny by how out-of-place it was, and mused, in almost nothing more than a whisper:

“You’re really going to believe him? Someone who used one of these masks?”

#dream rp #//new objective: end this before it's four years old

@nycfae

You would think five years of making the extraordinary part of her daily life would make Miyuki somewhat immune to surprise at some point. But when one of the oddities she encountered was nothing less than one of the very creatures that have been part of her fantasies since childhood, there was nothing that could put a halt to her enthusiasm.

She had for a long time registered that real fairies were just cute plushie-like creatures, much like her companions Candy and Pop... But little did she know the kind of fairies you found in myths and legends also existed! Because, there was no way that lady, with those beautiful flowing hair, those transluscent wings and those eyes so deep you could drown in them, could be anything else!

Now, she was all too aware that fairies were very mischievous, and surely didn’t like being seen by human - and surely it was her powers as Cure Happy more than luck that drew her to that encounter - but surely Miyuki hoped she could at least get to talk to that one!

“Oh my gosh, i-it’s like a dream come true! What’s your name?“

#nycfae #//sorry that's late!

servingcanine-blog

Alright, last icons are done, so I think it’s safe - and thematically accurate - to say I have all the ingredients I need to get that blog started!

Could you please give this post a like or a reblog if you are interested in interacting with an indie multipara / novella RP blog for Akira Kenjou AKA Cure Chocolat from the Pretty Cure series? Because really, who doesn’t like chocolate-loving superheroine otokoyakus with kemonomimis these days?

Ready to serve!

#self promo #//whoops

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❝ beat me and i’ll give it back ❞

❝ WHAT A LOW BAR TO SET. ❞

credit written by selkie.

#promo

@borntobeselfish

“Watching you fly around like that without even needing to transform... I’m almost jealous.“

#borntobeselfish

@musingmasquerade

Was protecting the Bad End Kingdom part of their duty, now? Miyukiwasn’t so sure about it, but she knew she just couldn’t refuse offering a hand to Joker after he went through the trouble of asking for an audience with the current regent of Marchenland.

This being Pop.

“It seems there has been a lot of strange disappearances in his kingdom, -de gozaru.” The little lion told his human friends through the Decor Decor the evening after his encounter with their former enemy. Only Miyuki, Nao and Yayoi could make it to the Mysterious Library that day. “He has requested your assistance... Though he would understand if you decline.”

The debate on whether Joker could be forgiven or not was one they have had quite a lot these past years, and they always came to the same conclusion. The jester was no longer dangerous, but the degree of trust they could put into him varied greatly. Miyuki believed he did move on since that time they definitely rid him of Pierrot’s influence. Yayoi wasn’t against the idea of helping him despite how uncomfortable she knew they all still felt around him. As for Nao, much like Akane and Reika, she wanted nothing but the barest minimum of interaction with their old foe.

They did accept to help Joker in searching - and perhaps, fighting - whatever was taking his people away. The three young women arrived in Bad End, already transformed. Just in case.

“Joker! Uh... Good evening!“ Happy was the only one to greet the king as he arrived to meet them. “We’ve come as soon as Pop warned us. We don’t have the detail, though. What happened?“

#musingmasquerade

precurelegends

Language Lessons (shininghappy)

Hibiki looks over at Miyuki with a sheepish grin. The other one had just caught her in a conversation with her father, spoken in German. “Sorry if that flew over your head, Miyuki. I didn’t realize you were standing there.”

shininghappy

She’s just been standing there, squinting alternatively between Hibiki and the image of her father on the other’s computer screen. The conversation ended and Dan’s face disappeared from the window, and just then was Miyuki noticed.

"You’re... You’re really too amazing, Hibiki!”

“I didn’t understand a single word of everything you said, but you made it look really easy! What language was that...?“

#//oh hell yes we can!!!#precurelegends

✪ & ✎

✪ - favourite food/eating habits

To absolutely nobody’s surprise, Miyuki has quite the sweet tooth... though she is not averse to trying new things, and actually love foreign cuisine and unusual flavours! Cod? Snails? Those bugs in Thai cuisine? She’d eat it all up in a heartbeat... and maybe end up disliking it, since she isn’t quite as much of a foodie as Nao, but Royale Queen has her, she will try everything at least once.

At the end of the day, though, her favourite food will always be Akane’s very own okonomiyakis!

As for her eating habits, well, Miyuki takes regular meals, though she is occasionaly guilty of skipping breakfast. Akane and Nao have taken the habit of dropping by her shop every mornings with some chocolate cornets or anything for her to hold out until lunch.

✎ - taste in music/literature

Quite obviously, her favourite books are fairy tales and heroic fantasy novels... but becoming a librarian oblige, Miyuki broadened significantly her tastes, and even if her old stories will always win her over by the end of the day, she still enjoys more serious and realistic pieces, as well as classic litterature.

She cried reading Kokoro by Natsume Soseki in high school.

As for music, well... Quite frankly, Miyuki isn’t one to listen to much music and will usually only settle for whatever’s on the radio, or albums her friends were involved in. (She has all of Urara, MakoP and Hibiki’s albums!) When she reads, she needs music with no lyrics to stay focused... So only Hibiki’s music usually makes the cut.

#missnikkilotte #asks

precureroleplay

Hey, civilians everyone!

The PRETTY CURE fandom is looking for some NEW BLOOD to revitalize it! We are a pretty small yet passionate and friendly group of writers and we definitely wouldn’t mind more talented people here!

For those who aren’t familiar with the franchise, Pretty Cure is a long-running magical girl series from Toei Animation. It’s a superhero metaseries with a wide cast of lovable personages, feel-good antics and fantastic battles throughout its FOURTEEN seasons, so you have a LOT of material to pick up from. (The current season is called KiraKira Precure A La Mode.)

If that sounds like your jazz and you’re willing to dive into a place full of potential for fun threads, characterization, headcanons and gags, WE ARE WELCOMING EVERY PRECURE CHARACTER FROM ANY OF THE SEASONS.

ART CREDIT !

#ooc

Starter Call - Mutuals Only!

Mutuals, like this post for a Starter! Especially if we have not interacted yet. If you’re a multimuse, please do specify which muse you will be using by IM or a reply. Cap at 3.

#ooc