A character-study-headcannon series where I diagnose MLQC characters with plants and a bit of poetry. Part five.
Other parts of the series: Lucien / Gavin / Kiro / Victor
Magnolia
"With my heart singing to the stars, I shall love all things that are dying. And I must walk the road that has been given to me. Tonight, again, the stars are brushed by the wind." - Yun Dong-Ju
A little pretty fact about magnolia flowers: It is a symbolic flower in many different cultures all around the world, and is believed to have existed since the beginning of time. There are over 200 species of magnolia flowers, with many new species being developed all the time.
In China, magnolia flowers are called 玉兰花 in Chinese. They symbolise the yin, or the feminine side of life. It also once symbolised purity during the Tang Dynasty, and was planted all around the palace.
Magnolias also typically symbolise everlasting bonds, longevity, perseverance, sweetness, and beauty. All very fitting descriptions of MC :)
Apple blossoms
"Because the sunset, like survival, exists only on the verge of its own disappearing. To be gorgeous, you must first be seen, but to be seen allows you to be hunted." - Ocean Vuong
Apple blossoms, or the Malus pumila, are chos n for the list due to its meaning - these flowers represent the concept of life continuing, to carry on living, and eternal life. It is also symbolic of a long life, describing how we'll all have to continue living even after we've endured a rough winter in our lives.
This flower reminds me of MC very much - from her determination to keep taking the right step forward for the betterment of the world. It also reminds me of Spring Day from BTS, or Arthur Rimbaud's poem, L'eternité (Previously mentioned in Lucien's post if I remember correctly).
Almond blossom
"Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves." - James Joyce
Almond blossoms are symbolic of an eternal love unconquerable by death, and it's because of the Queen of Thrace from Greek mythology. The queen, Phyllis, was in a hopeless despair as she believed her true love wouldn't ever return, so she commited suicide and thus gained sympathy from the Gods, who turned her into an almond tree. When her lover returned, he embraced the almond tree, who blossomed beautiful. Thus the almond blossoms also represent eternal hope.
They also symbolise courage, blessings, the coming of spring, good fortunes, and purity.
A little side tangent here, but almond blossoms were also featured in a series of Van Gogh's flower paintings. "Almond Blossoms" was described by the artist to represent awakening and hope, and one might also notice a change of his style in the painting - it was due to the fact that Van Gogh was inspired by the Japanese style of printing art, Ukiyo-e (浮世絵), or the floating world. It's my favourite painting of Van Gogh's!
Ambrosia
"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves." - William Shakespeare
Ambrosia in Greek mythology is the liquid or food which the Gods and Goddesses drink, or a liquid given to mortals to make them immortal. It represents immortality (-am for not, and -mbrotos for mortal in Greek), and there are thousands of years of history behind these common yellow flowers.
Another fun fact is that the ambrosia flowers also belong in the Asteraceae family, which means it is related to daisies, among other flowers!
Other than immortality, ambrosia flowers also represents love and devotion, or a love being reciprocated.
Not to mention, the ambrosia flowers also symbolise care and support - it's told that a nymph by the name of Ambrosia, who was one of the nymphs to nurse the Greek God of Wine, Dionysus, back to health.
Dandelions
"And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about." - Haruki Murakami
Dandelions! Weeds for many, but a meaningful blossom for those who know its meaning. In Chinese, they are called 蒲公英 (pü gōng yīng). They are found all around the world, and are valuable sources of nectar for the pollinators. They come in two 'forms', a sunny yellow blossom, and the white cotton-ball-like flower we're all familiar with. Both have very pretty meanings.
The flower in general symbolises hope, happiness, optimism and wishes - it's told that if you gather the seeds of a dandelion and blow it towards the winds while making a wish, your wish will be granted.
The yellow blossoms of a dandelion flower only strengthens its joyful meanings, particularly in Japan. They are also symbols of hope and love, the yellow petals like the sun shining on all the beautiful things in your life. Lastly, they symbolise resilience - dandelions can thrive even in the harshest weathers, and are a thus a little symbol of courage.
This flower reflects MC's personality - innocent, but courageous and determined. Hopeful, lovely, and her optimism is contagious to anyone who meets her. Like dandelions thriving between cracks of concrete, she is able to rise above any obstacles life throws at her, and strive to be the best person she can be.
The first character of MC's Chinese name, 悠然 (yōurán), also means carefree, which reminds me of the nature of dandelions, flowing and letting the winds bring them wherever they need to be.
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Hello again! I do realise I've been procrasinating on this post for the past week.. I totally wasn't building random houses in the Sims 4.
Anyways, I do hope you enjoyed the post! If you notice that the "karma" wasn't credited to anyone, it's because I made it. I was disappointed there was not a single good karma where MC is alone so I made one. Though the quality is obviously not even comparable to your average MLQC's CG, I tried my best :P
Have a wondrous weekend! Stay safe and stay hydrated. How about you take a shot of water for every time the word 'symbolise' appeared in this post?
A character-study-headcannon series where I diagnose MLQC characters with plants and a bit of poetry. Part four.
Karma CG by @acrispyapple
Other parts of the series: Lucien / Gavin / Kiro
Strawberry blossoms
"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." - Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
It's only fitting of us to mention a sweet blossom for our sweet-tooth(ed) Victor. Strawberry blossoms are a Shakespearean favourite. It symbolises perfect righteousness, as - according to Shakespeare - strawberries taste sweet even if they're traced with poison. No vile things can possibly taint a strawberry.
Because of this, strawberry blossoms also symbolise excellence!
And beyond these meanings, they can also be used to represent the pleasure of love, sensuality, or lust.. well, he is so far the character with the most lustful-looking of karmas, isn't he?
Gladiolus
"The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal." - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Gladiolus' name - befitting of the flower's long and pointed shape - comes from the Latin word gladius, meaning sword. Therefore the meaning of gladiolus flowers are victory, strength of character, pride and honour. They also represent faithfulness and integrity. They can also symbolise remembrance.
A red gladiolus can also be given to tell someone that they have pierced your heart, which I find strangely romantic. And quite frankly, very fitting for someone like Victor.
Red roses
"They sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found by their 100% perfect other. What a wonderful thing it is to find and be found by your 100% perfect other. It's a miracle, a cosmic miracle." - Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
It isn't possible to mention Victor without mentioning roses. Having appeared in many of his karmas, character CGs, and official art, the rose is canonically the flower to describe Victor.
Red roses, to be specific. The universal flower of love.
Roses come in plenty of colours, each with very different meanings (E.G: Blue for unattainable dreams, and yellow for friendship, or infidelity).
When it comes to red roses, the number of roses one gifts can convey all sorts of romantic messages:
1 rose: I love you; you are the only one for me.
2 roses: Let us be together, unity.
3 roses: You, me, and our time together.
6 roses: I'm halfway head over heels for you.
10 roses: Perfect love.
12 roses: Be mine.
24 roses: I am yours.
36 roses: I will remember all about us.
40 roses: My love is genuine.
50 roses: My love for you is limitless.
Anything above that: I am horribly rich.
Arbutus flowers
"When two souls, which have sought each other for, however long in the throng, have finally found each other.. a union, firey and pure as they themselves are.. begins on Earth and forever continues in heaven." - Victor Hugo
Arbutus flowers aren't as widely popular as, say, roses or tulips. However, in the places where they're commonly grown, they're known for their healing properties and their fruits are used to make brandy.
Arbutus flowers come in two colours: white and light pink. Both of them bear different meanings. For white arbutus flowers, they symbolise respect, humility, purity and dedication. Light pink arbutus flowers symbolise an everlasting love and an eternal devotion - this pretty much summarises Victor's love, does it not? It reminds me of his quiet affection; his respect and dedication for MC.
Not only so, but these flowers, regardless of colour, symbolise promises kept. What's even more romantic is the fact that sometimes, the arbutus plants' leaves are heart-shaped.
Honeysuckle
"Even where a path ends, there's someone becoming a path. There's someone becoming a spring path, and endlessly walking along." - Jeong Ho Seung, A Spring Path
These sweet and beautiful flowers are treasured in both France and China. Though they have had many different meanings throughout history, today, they are mainly a symbol of happiness. As the vines of a honeysuckle plant are stubborn and hard to be killed, a honeysuckle flower can also symbolise devotion and an everlasting love, or 'the flames of love'.
Interestingly, these flowers can also symbolise affection - namely, a lover's embrace. Therefore they too, symbolise true love and faithfulness.
Honeysuckles are actually a medicinal plant. The flower can be added into herbal medicine as a remedy for coughs and colds (and in some cases, poison), and give you positive feelings of comfort and nostalgia. Like Victor's puddings :)
Plum blossom:
"We were hands, we baled the darkness empty, we found the word that ascended summer: flower."
"Flower - a blindman's word. Your eye and mine: they see - to water." - Paul Celan, Flower
Plum blossoms have been a meaning-filled flower since ancient times. As they are flowers which bloom proudly at the end of winter, they are known as the herald of spring in Japan. A sign of good things the come, of purity, and renewal.
This is especially true in Chinese cultures, where plum blossoms, known as 梅花 (méi huā), are seen painted in paintings, written in poems, and decorated around the house during the Lunar New Year. They represent good luck, prosperity, wealth, health, and virtue. Plum blossoms are also the national flower of China.
As they are one of the few blossoms to bloom between the cusp of winter and spring, they also symbolise perseverance and hope; transitions of life and the values of virtue. In summary, it tells the tale of a long darkness being alit and enveloped with light.
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Couldn't upload this sooner as I was caught up with assignments, but here it is! MC's mini garden is coming next, though it should take a while, given the fact that there's something I have to do for her post.
Hope you're enjoying the series. Stay safe, and have a wonderful Saturday!
A character-study-headcannon series where I diagnose MLQC characters with plants and a bit of poetry. Part three.
Karma CG by @acrispyapple
Other parts of the series: Lucien / Gavin / Victor
Sunflowers
"You are the sunlight that rose again in my life, a reincarnation of my childhood dreams. I don't know what these emotions are.. am I still dreaming?" - BTS, Euphoria
How can we think of Kiro's flowers without possibly mentioning sunflowers?
The sunflower's scientific name is called the Helianthus. It consists of two Greek words: Helios, the personification of the sun itself, and anthus, which means flower.
Sunflowers represent happiness and friendship; admiration, devotion, and longevity. They constantly face the sun, and, when it's dark and the sun's nowhere to be seen, sunflowers will face one another. In other words, they are each other's sun. Quite fitting for Kiro, isn't it?
Kiro's sun is the love and acceptance he receives as Kiro himself - although he is also KEY and Helios, Kiro is most comfortable when he's Kiro, and to be welcomed and loved by so many, especially MC, is what keeps his world spinning.
Yellow tulips
"This morning I'm going to tell the people I love, or just thank them for being who they are. Tell them they change my bitter hours into poems, and all the words we keep quiet about." - Patrick Fiori, Les Gens Qu'on Aime
While yellow tulips used to symbolise jealousy and an unrequited love, these days they have much sunnier meanings - symbolising hope, and happy thoughts. In Korean flower language (꽃말, kkochmal), tulips can also be used as a confession of eternal love.
Yellow tulips can also be used to tell someone that there's a sunshine in their smile!
Daisies
"In the morning when I wake, and the sun is coming through, oh you fill my head with sweetness, and you fill my head with you." - The Paper Kites, Bloom
I can imagine Kiro gifting his Miss Chips daisies, as children and as grown-ups.
Daisy is April's birth flower. Due to the fact that a daisy is actually two flowers in one, they symbolise true love and unity. They also represent childish innocence, purity, fertility, and new beginnings. They are perfect gifts for new mothers, or innocent children, exchanging daisies with shy, puppy-love smiles on their faces.
However, these flowers have a bitter side to them as well.
Daisies are also laid upon a young child's grave by the Gods; Celtic people believe that this will help the grieving parents, so I think, personally, that they can also signify a lost childhood. Daisies also symbolise hidden secrets, or the I-won't-tells Kiro hides from MC, whether it was regarding his unhappiness or his identities. Daisies are also commonly featured in many Kiro karmas, such as the one used in this post :)
Daffodils
"You took my broken melody, and now I hear a symphony." - Cody Fry, I Hear A Symphony
Daffodils are one of my absolute favourites. Being March's birth flower, they are also known as the Narcissus. It's the genera of flowers they belong in! They are known for their captivating scents and an innocent, delicate look.
Why are they called narcissus? It's because of a man in Greek mythology, called Narcissu. He was a hunter who's almost as beautiful as Kiro, and, being blessed with an angel's face, he was also vain and narcissistic (I believe this is the origin of the word narcissism, actually).
A water nymph fell for him, but he was so in love with himself that she was heartbroken, cursing him with a spell. He became so enraptured with his own reflection on the waters he couldn't do anything else. When he died from his vanity, a pretty flower blossomed where he laid, hence the name!
Daffodils have beautiful meanings for such petite flowers. They symbolise new beginnings (they are one of the first flowers to bloom in spring), chivalry, hope, unequalled love, and you can use them to tell someone that the sun is always brighter when you're with them.
In flower language, daffodils are used to say: "Stay as sweet as you are now."
Baby's breath
"With golden strings, our universe was clothed in light. Pulling at the seams, our once barren world now brims with life." - Sleeping At Last, Sun
Befitting of their adorable name, baby's breaths are one of the tiniest flowers out there. As such, they are easily incorporated in all sorts of bouquets, from weddings to a simple gift you gift to someone you adore.
In flower language, baby's breath represents sincerity, compassion, everlasting love, innocence, and romance. A baby's breath bouquet are gifted to show your devotion to someone, or to display affection. With their light, gentle look, it can also be used to describe a mesmerised person, absolutely enchanted in love.
Baby's breath bouquets can also be used to tell someone you'd like to spend a million days or the rest of eternity loving and cherishing them. It reminds me of Kiro so much; I think he'll definitely gift MC a bouquet like this, on days when she least expects it.
White roses
"When we woke up the world was figured out, beyond the beauty we've dreamt about. This brilliant light is brighter than we've known, without our darkness to prove it so." - Sleeping At Last, You Are Enough
White roses are used to symbolise innocence and purity. Very much like daisies, white roses are often used in a young person's funeral, and they also symbolise secrecy and silence.
They can also be used to say, "I am worthy of you," or "You are so heavenly." It'll be very meaningful of PaperGames if there's a Kiro karma or CG with Kiro gifting MC a bouquet of white roses; Kiro has always been thinking that someone like him isn't worthy of anyone or anything. Gifting MC white roses can be his way of telling her he finally realised that he is worthy of so many beautiful things, like her.
There might already be a karma like that, though I might've missed it, since I don't actually play the game. Do let me know if you can think of any! I'd love to see it.
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Hope you liked the post! There are so many flowers to describe Kiro's sunny and lovable personality that it was difficult to pick which I should include in this post. But I've chosen the ones with the most wondrous meanings (though white camellias should be an honorary mention).
Again, I wish you a brilliant day! Stay safe and take your time to see the little beautiful things all around you.
(And if you have not noticed this already, I used lyrics instead of quotes as a nice little touch for Kiro :)
A character-study-headcanon series where I diagnose MLQC characters with plants and a bit of poetry. Part two.
Karma CG by @acrispyapple
Other parts of the series: Lucien / Kiro / Victor
Forget-me-nots
"Dreams of my love, like a tense crowd. But still heart beats the longings’ sound, and catches bits of dreams around." - Alexander Pushkin, Awakening
Forget-me-nots are commonly referenced in fiction. Their meaning's written in the name: you gift this flower to someone you'd hate for time to lose.
The origin of its name however is rather silly - The Greek God of Gods, Zeus, was naming every flower in the world. When he thought that he'd named them all, a little blue blossom screamed, "Forget me not!" And Zeus decided to name it just that.
Forget-me-nots also represent true love and wondrous memories; that's all Gavin wishes for with her. It's what he strives to create, that ideal future.
Lily of the valley
"You will keep me safe. And you will keep me close. And rain will make the flowers grow." - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Lily of the valley are darling little woodland flowers which represent the month of May. They symbolise a return to happiness, which can also be interpreted as new beginnings and joy. They're also viewed as symbols of humility and rebirth in Germanic mythology. One legend tells the tale of a lily of the valley who fell in love with the nightingale's song, and so it only bloomed when the nightingale's around.
This flower is mentioned in religious writings and mythologies all around the world. It is under the protection of the son of Goddess Maia in ancient astrology, Hermes in Greek mythology, and Mercury in Roman mythology. It can be used to say, "You've made my life complete."
Considering the fact that Gavin's childhood was hardly ever a joyous one, seeing the person who'd saved his life and brought him his wings must've been his return to happiness; a silver thread within dark, stormy clouds.
Windflowers
"Everything was of others and of no one, until your beauty and your poverty filled the autumn with gifts." - Pablo Neruda, Love Sonnet XXV
Windflowers, otherwise known as anemones, have several profound meanings. It's used to symbolise the end of cold, dark days, the return of the sun, and protection. The name itself means 'daughter of the wind'.
As they are commonly found in the wild, windflowers also serve as a reminder to enjoy the present; to love what you have and see the light in your path. To seize every opportunity and do your best. In Greek mythology, anemones symbolise either the winds of spring or the loss of a loved one. It can also indicate an abandoned love.
This flower describes the relationships Gavin built with the people around him - his father, for abandoning him as a child. His mother, whom he'd lost, and for MC, who's the light at the end of his tunnel; the spring breezes swaying his world awake.
Gingko tree
"On the path in the desolate field, the shadows overlapped, and parted." -Sugita Hisajo
Possibly one of my favourite trees! A little scientific fact about Gingko trees: they have no known living relatives and the species has endured little if any change for millions of years. There aren't any trees genetically similar to them.
Gingko tree symbolise hope and peace in Chinese art and literature. In Japan however, they are a symbol of vitality, and endurance. After the Hiroshima bombing in 1945, six Gingko trees remained alive on the island, and have since then completely recovered from the event.
Gingko trees also symbolise longevity, for they can live up to 3000 years. It's no wonder the game developers chose this plant to represent Gavin; it fits him so well, does it not?
Black-eyed Susan
"What is dark within me, illumine." - John Milton, Paradise Lost
Do these flowers remind you of sunflowers? It's because they come from the same family of flowers, called the Asteraceae. Black-eyed Susans are perennial wildflowers, and they represent justice (and if I remember correctly, unity, if paired with another kind of flower).
I don't think there needs to be any long explanations as to why this flower reminds me of Gavin - he's the most justice-oriented love interest in the entire game.
Bamboo
"I'd never seen the sky when always there was you. Sincerely," - Keith S. Wilson, Heliocentric
Bamboos! Like coconut trees, not one part of a bamboo plant is useless. They are also known for being one of the fastest growing plants - there's a brutal execution involving bamboos, in fact, because of how fast the shoot can grow in a few days' time.
There's a folklore told to schoolchildren in Malaysia, about a young man falling asleep on a bamboo grove. In his sleep he dreamt of a beautiful woman, and upon waking up, he broke the stem of a bamboo shoot out of instinct. The beautiful woman was hidden inside, and together, they lived happily ever after.
Bamboos are a symbol of strength and resilience, flexibility and grace. To quote Ernest Hemingway, "Courage is grace under pressure." I believe this fits Gavin very well. One look and you might not find grace to be a good word to describe this man, but it's hidden somewhere inside, only revealing itself in the most turbulent of trials.
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Finding plants fitting for Gavin was certainly really fun! He's such a great character to write about and there are definitely many more to say about him, but I hope the six plants did him justice.
Enjoying the series so far? Leave your thoughts in the comments below! I'm always happy to receive feedback. Thank you for your time and support :)
This series is something between a study and a headcannon, focusing on the MLQC characters, and what flowers symbolise their character and their relationship with the MC. It's just a small, niche project. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
Karma CG from @acrispyapple
Other parts of the series: Gavin / Kiro / Victor
Hydrangeas
"He is witty, graceful, lovely to look at, loveable to be with. He has also ruined my life, so I can't help loving him - it is the only thing to do." - Oscar Wilde, Picture of Dorian Gray
The hydrangeas symbolise a wide array of things. Its name stems from the Greek word hydros, meaning water, and angeion, which means barrel. Blue hydrangeas grew around the ancient Japanese imperial family's gardens, and the emperor would often send his lovers blue hydrangeas as a form of apology.
Hydrangeas come in quite a few colours, each with different meanings; most of which reminds me of Lucien in some ways or the other.
Blue hydrangeas: Used for apologies, understanding, or the want to understand someone. And also gratitude.
Purple hydrangeas: The colour purple itself symbolises royalty or nobility. However, this flower can also convey a deep understanding.
Pink hydrangeas: Sincerity, true feelings.
White hydrangeas: Purity and grace.
Multicoloured: A loss that can't be avoided.
Hydrangeas are also a rather peculiar flower. The colour of a hydrangea is determined by the acidity of the soil. If the soil is acidic, a hydrangea is usually blue or purple. If it is alkali, the flower is pink. I think it fits Lucien rather well; he changes his "colours" for every person he meets. He adapts his personality to fit the person he's with. Lucien also wishes to understand MC, and to be understood by her as well.
Purple Hyacinth
"I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days." - Oscar Wilde, The Complete Letters of Oscar Wilde
Let's talk about the origin of the hyacinth's name!
Hyacinths are named after Hyacinthus - a Spartan prince and Apollo's lover. One day, while Apollo was throwing a disc, the winds blew it away and it gave a fatal blow to Hyacinthus. He bled heavily, and died straightaway. From his blood grew flowers, though it's said that those flowers aren't hyacinths, but instead irises or larkspurs.
However, as his namesake, the hyacinths convey a deep sorrow or regret. It is used to apologise to someone. To say, "Please forgive me."
There is a line from The Complete Letters of Oscar Wilde which I've almost quite frankly engraved into my mind: "I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days." Wilde was writing to his forbidden lover, how much he misses and yearns for him.
Lucien knew he shouldn't be falling in love with her at the beginning. A part of him yearns; the other pulls him away. And when it all fell apart, he wished to express his sorrow and regrets so desperately he began to imagine a version of her that's never there.
Irises
"It has been discovered - What? - Eternity. It is the sea fled with the sun." - Arthur Rimbaud, L'eternité
Irises, one of the supposed flowers that'd grown out of Hyacinthus' blood after his sudden death. It's a flower which means wisdom and admiration; psychic abilities and intuition. An overall fitting flower to describe Lucien's personality.
A quick fact, but irises can also symbolise royalty, as it's the inspiration behind the fleur-de-lis, a symbol of the now fallen French royalty.
Gardenia
"I love you as one loves certain obscure things: secretly, between the shadow and the soul." - Pablo Neruda, Love Sonnet XVII
To give a little reference to Garda in the actual story, I think it's quite adorable how the flower Lucien and MC took care together symbolise loveliness and secret love. Gardenias can also symbolise joy, and gentleness.
It's so easy to imagine Lucien picking this specific pot of flowers because it's one of his millions of little ways to tell MC he cares. That with her, he's found his joy, his calm, and he's found how lovely the world can be.
Lavender roses
"What is there to do: I've made love to satellites in your name." - Keith S. Wilson, Heliocentric
Lavender roses symbolises enchantment, or a love at first sight. I don't think this requires much explanation at all.
Because can you imagine living in a monochromatic world, just for it to be painted anew by this one person? And the very first colours you see are the colours of them? Must be the most enchanting moment of your life, isn't it?
Rainflowers
"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye." - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
This flower isn't so widely known, but for such a delicate flower, it speaks quite a few words.
Rainflower, or the Zephyranthes, is a flower whose name stems from the Greek words 'zephyr', meaning wind, and 'anthes', meaning flower. If you gift this flower to someone else, it can either mean, "I love you back," or "I must atone for my sins," or, "I will never forget you."
These pretty white blossoms can also symbolise new beginnings, big expectations, and joy. If I am to use one flower to summarise Lucien and MC's relationship throughout the story, I think this one's a good choice.
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Hello! It's been a while, has it not? Sorry for being so absent these past few weeks. I'm occupied with school, personal projects and health. But I'm fine, and I hope you're well too!
This series is.. sorta random. But to get back to the spirit of posting I decided to mash in things I love - character studies, literature, flower language - and make it into this weird amalgamation that is this post. I hope you're liking it so far. Tell me what you think of it?
Anyways! I should probably go and finish a math assignment now. Stay safe, have a brilliant Sunday!
Me: A Chinese to English translator, stares at Chinese characters for at least six hours per translation, was in a well known Chinese school, and Mandarin and Cantonese are my mother tongues. Walks around in a Chinese filled city on a daily basis.
Also me: Wait how do you write ice-cream in Chinese?
This post is based off of my previous analysis, but perhaps a bit boiled down and more informative. I am not a psychologist, but I've studied MBTI for the past two years now.
I won't show bias towards any personality type or character, as that'll just make it inaccurate. These are just my opinions presented, and if you disagree, it's a-okay.
Lastly, I'd like to say that we will be focusing on MBTI and Enneagrams. MBTI as in functions, instead of the popular eight-letter typing, as that is often very inaccurate. Anyone with any MBTI type can be sorted into any Enneagram type. MBTI focuses on thought process, Enneagrams focus on desires, motivators and fears. That's all there is to it. Any type can be compatible with any other type. We live in a very diverse society.
Also, Kiro was the most difficult to type out of all of the main love interests. It is due to the fact that he isn't really Kiro, nor is he Helios, or KEY; he is a mixture of all three very different personas. My head ached thinking of one possible way to write this properly, but I've come to the conclusion that I should type him as Kiro, because that's the side he in which he loves himself the most. Where he feels the most comfortable.
MBTI Type: ENFP
Function Stack: Ne, Fi, Te, Si
How the functions relate to Kiro:
Ne: With Ne as a primary function, ENXPs are often known as very creative individuals. Ne is the function of ideas and possibilities, and users of this function tends to share these ideas artistically, such as with music, drawing, dancing, etc. Their mind is like a big mindmap, there really isn't an end to it, and so some Ne users can also be rather indecisive at times. Ne reminds me of a firework show.
Fi: Fi is the function of authenticity. Fi users have their own unspoken list of values and principles in which they follow closely. Their feelings are focused internally - not to say that they are selfish however, they are just more knowledgeable of their own feelings, and use this to sympathise with other people as well. If Fe is to absorb emotions, Fi is to mirror. Users of this function are also sensitive, but stubborn. They want to stay true to themselves, and be true to the ones around them.
Te: As Te is an ENFP's tertiary function, it typically means an ENFP may be less comfortable using it. This may lead them, along with other Perceiving types, to habitually defer to others’ wishes rather than asserting their own. And since ENFPs have independent minds, they can grow resentful of those who try to control them. However, ENFPs can be assertive and confident with the development of this function.
Si: ENFPs may express this function by comparing the things they are experiencing at the moment to past experiences. In doing so, they are often able to call to mind memories, feelings, and senses that they associate with those events. Interestingly, Si, though the direct opposite of Ne, completes the latter function perfectly. But when upset, an EN×P may be absorbed in the negative emotions of the past.
Why ENFP?
Kiro is a complex character with what appears to be a sunny disposition. Ignoring his other personas, Kiro is, at the very core of his personality, a person who wants to be validated and loved for being himself. This is a trait found in many ×NFPs.
He is the most authentic when he is with MC, because he knows she will accept him for whoever he is. So, from that perspective, we can see that Kiro is playful, filled with possibilities, creative, and full of love. Additionally, he is also the most imaginative of the five MLQC love interests - he is also the only primary Ne user, which definitely makes him stand out.
Childhood
I believe Kiro's personality (Enneagram type, specifically) was partly developed due to the fact that, as a child, he was deprived of love. He was an autistic child, a musical savant, abandoned in an orphanage. He had no one to rely on, only music to keep him company. Then there was BS, and KEY, this all leads him to crave for the one thing he can't really have: the love and acceptance from other people.
He is a person full of love with no one to give the love to. He understands loneliness - it is why he chooses to be a sunshine figure to those around him. Because if loneliness had hurt him so much, he'd hate for anyone else to feel it as well.
We can also see his fear of losing the ones he love from how he can get protective of MC. She is the only person left from his childhood whom he can rely on. I believe he really is one of the more complex characters in the digital-gaming world.
Other examples of ENFPs:
Peter Parker (Marvel's Cinematic Universe)
Howl (Howl's Moving Castle)
Anna (Frozen)
Taehyung "V" (BTS)
Sayori (Doki Doki Literature Club)
Tom Holland (Actor)
Kaori Miyazono (Your Lie In April)
Oscar Wilde (Writer)
Nejire Hado (My Hero Academia)
Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolaevna (Anastasia)
Kiki (Kiki's Delivery Service)
Enneagram Type?
Most likely 2w3.
2w3, or the hosts, have the basic desire to be loved and accepted. They have the tendency to seek acceptance and/with accomplishments, and they often repress their own negative emotions, in fear of being judged or disliked. They fear being unwanted or worthless, and will usually avoid this by building relationships and meet the needs of the people in their community. They are motivated by serving others, and knowing that they are loved.
As I'm not as confident typing other people's Enneagram types, please take this section with a grain of salt.
Concluding statement?
Kiro is a 2w3 ENFP who is loving, upbeat, and passionate of the well-beings of the ones he cares about. His character can certainly be flawed, burdened with insecurities, fears, and repressed loneliness and negative emotions, but I believe MC can be the person he opens up to. He is the person to make you smile, laugh, and go on crazy adventures with him - just make sure that, while he's taking care of the happiness of the ones around him, he is taking care of his own mental needs as well.
!Spoiler warning! : The followings contain contents for dates of MLQC/Love and Producer that are yet to be released in Global server. If you do not wish to be spoiled then please refrain from going undercut.
Karma Quote : “I want to keep every bit of your light and shadows.”
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Before proceeding PLEASE READ : Please note that I’m still an amateur translator so, my translation might not be the best so, do tell me if you see any errors. Also I never saw any translations for this Karma and I had it on my draft for a while now, so I thought I might as well post it here. That’s it for now, enjoy~
The translation is undercut. You have been warned about spoilers.
hello shiori , i was curious if you were going to translate the lucien ER 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 thanks in advance , (ps i love your translations )
Hello! That date will be available in June, though I am not sure when it exactly is. I check through YouTube everyday to see if it's been uploaded, and so far there are none, so I'm assuming it is not available yet.
I'll inform you once the video's available though. Thank you for your support!
MLQC Fan-song: "The Looks of You" [CN - EN/PY Translation]
NOTE: A "Fan-song" is not official, and it is not sung by the CN voice actors themselves. However, I thought it'll be nice to share a few of them. Tell me if you've enjoyed them!
Translations under the cut!
[The Looks Of You]
Warning: This is not a direct translation. Some phrases were slightly altered to make them more understandable and rhythmic.
它不会走远 那些时间
tā bú huì zöu yuän nà xiē shí jiān
They won’t go too far away, those moments in time,
在我的脑海 来往盘旋
zài wö dē näo häi lái wäng pán xuán
They sway and swirl back and forth in my mind.
这也许只是 一些小事
zè yé xü zhï shì yī xiē xiäo shì
And perhaps this is just some insignificant thing,
像一张白纸 一句短诗
xiàng yī zhāng bái zhï yī jù duän shī
Like a blank piece of paper, a short poetic phrase.
简单的话 可以的话
jiän tān dē huà ké yï dē huà
If it’s simple enough, if it’s doable enough,
你能听完它 给我回答
nï néng tīng wán tā gëi wö húi dá
Can you listen to it all, and give me a response?
说过的雪 想看的花
shuō guò dē xuë xiäng kàn dē huā
They snow we’ve talked about, flowers we want to see,
和夏夜的情话
hé xià yè dē qíng huà
And those sweet nothings exchanged in summer nights-
Credits to @acrispyapple for the karma CGs used in this post :)
Translations under the cut!
[Section Zero]
Phone buzzes
After receiving great feedbacks from the company’s recent collaboration with the Special Task Force, many similar invites have been flowing in constantly. I was just busily handling the newest collaboration when my phone rang once more.
Letting go of the documents in my hands, I faced my screen when an unexpected name popped onto the screen.
MC: “Gavin? Why are you calling me?”
Perhaps my surprise had been too blatantly obvious, because Gavin’s voice carried a hint of laughter in it.
Gavin: “Is it surprising that I’m calling you?”
MC: “Haven’t you been very busy recently?”
Gavin: “Mm. But I have something to tell you. Will you be free in a while?”
I glanced towards the piles of files on my desk, and pondered for a few seconds.
MC: “Yeah.”
Gavin: “That’s great, I’ll be waiting for you in the cafe close to your office.”
He paused briefly,
Gavin: “Since it’s almost time for dinner, we can have it together too.”
Gavin: “I’ll see you in a bit.”
Hanging up the phone, I walked out of the office, and was suddenly held back by Kiki.
Kiki: “Boss, there’s a package waiting for you. It’s urgent.”
MC: “Just leave it there for a moment, I’ll have to go out now.”
I said that, but as I looked at the seemingly ordinary package, a strange feeling suddenly creeped into my heart.
MC: “Wait, can you bring it over for me to take a look?”
I ripped the package open, yet all there was inside was a simple black envelope. When opened, there was a handwritten line:
The sky-full of stars shall fall tonight. Please allow us to invite you to witness the annihilation of justice.
The handwriting subtly revealed an eerie sense of insanity, and I felt a shiver up my spine.
Kiki: “..Is this a prank? April Fool’s so long ago.”
Kiki tilted her head towards me, her eyes concerned, and a wave of uneasiness swept past my heart as I thought of Gavin’s call.
MC: “Who sent this?”
Kiki: “The address looks fake, and the sender’s name was written as fan of our programs, which was probably why it could be sent here without a problem.”
I lifted my head to check the time, and put the strange letter into my bag, wanting to go and meet Gavin. It’s a weird occurrence no matter how you think of it. Maybe it’s related to the thing Gavin’s mentioned.
[Section One]
As I pushed open the doors of the cafe’s entrance, a wind chime hung on top of the door rang lightly. The small café was quiet, and surprisingly, I couldn’t see Gavin.
MC: “Weird.. can’t be that something urgent has happened, has it?”
I picked a seat by the window, and was just about to call him when I saw a familiar car stopping on the opposite of the road.
A casually dressed Gavin walked out of the car, his steps light and quick as he crossed the road towards the other side. In the light of a warm sunset, Gavin’s posture was held straight, seemingly carrying along gusts of wind with him, his appearance striking compared to that of the people around him.
Maybe I was merely too fixated on him, but his eyes met mine from a short distance away, and nodded lightly towards me, his pace quickening a little more.
Gavin pushed the doors open, and sat on the seat across mine.
Gavin: “Have you waited long?”
I shook my head.
MC: “I have just arrived. Plus, there’s a lot of things happening around the task force, your time must be tighter than mine.”
Gavin’s brows loosened, yet his gaze was not fully relaxed.
Gavin: “Something suddenly came up, it’s actually related to the thing I want to tell you.”
MC: “Yeah, what’s happened?”
Gavin looked at me, and he must’ve noticed the exhaustion on my face, because he was a bit bewildered.
Gavin: “Let’s eat first, it’s getting late.”
Gavin: “They have a few nice dishes here, I think you’ll like it.”
Gavin said nothing much while we were eating, it was only until we’d finished the meal - after he’d seen me putting down my pair of chopsticks and confirmed that I was full – that he finally opened his mouth.
Gavin: “The task force has been tracking an EVOLVER down. Evidence showed that he had been somewhere close to your office.”
MC: “Are you saying that our company’s being held as suspects, or.. have we become the targets?”
“We’ve checked, you’re currently not a suspect, but we’ll have to look for clues from you.”
Gavin: “Has anything suspicious happened these past few days?”
MC: “There has been, but I’m not sure if it’s just a prank or something, so I’ve brought it over here for you to see.”
I took out the black envelope from my bag, and laid it onto the table.
MC: “I received this before I arrived here, the address on the delivery package was made up, and the name listed was one of the fans of our programs.”
Gavin inspected the few words on the letter, his lips quirking up slightly.
Gavin: “It’s a threat letter. There’s been a few of them, but no one’s been hurt so far, even though they have caused quite a bit of damage.”
Gavin: “It all makes sense now, he had appeared near your office, most likely to send you this letter.”
Gavin: “This is the location it’d pointed to..”
MC: “Is it our office?”
Gavin: “No, right here it said 'sky-full of stars', and lately there have been lots of news of meteor showers appearing out of nowhere.. maybe it is the planetarium.”
MC: “It can be the planetarium!”
Gavin and I said in unison, and he looked towards me with a hint of shock, followed by a smile which reached his eyes. He nodded briefly.
MC: “But let’s say his location was in fact the planetarium, why would they send me the letter personally?”
MC: “It’s as if he wants to show his true intentions through me..”
My heart leaped, and when I looked into Gavin’s eyes, he nodded lightly.
Gavin: “If we follow his criminal patterns, he does seem to have his attention towards the STF.”
Gavin: “We have also found out from the criminal database that he was arrested with force by the task force because he had violently resisted arrest from the police.”
Gavin: “This person escaped as soon as his EVOL became stronger. He still hasn’t been arrested till this day. Looking at this envelope, I think I’ve suddenly realised something.”
MC: “Can it be he’s seeking revenge after his escape, and it just so happens that the program from the production company and the STF has been trending recently?”
MC: “And in reality, all of this is just an act too provoke the task force?”
Gavin nodded, and kept the letter away.
Gavin: “Since we have a lead, I’ll arrange tonight’s operation.”
And I immediately said,
MC: “I’ll be with you.”
Gavin: “I can handle this on my own.”
MC: “I am worried, and I can’t just sit and watch about idly.”
I looked at Gavin, determined. After a while, he nodded in agreement.
Gavin: “Okay. But you’ll have to listen to me throughout the entire operation.”
MC: “No problem!”
[Section Two]
The planetarium’s located on the outskirts of Loveland City, and to avoid any extra attention, Gavin and I were dressed as typical tourists. I pulled the door to the passenger seat open, and felt a bit nervous. But upon turning to see Gavin sitting right beside me, it all disappeared.
I reached for the seatbelt, trying to casual joke about with Gavin.
MC: “I was just having dinner with you, who knew it’ll end up like this?”
Gavin: “I still have time to send you back to your office if you want.”
Gavin’s voice was serious, and was just about to turn back when I immediately stopped him.
MC: “That’s not necessary! I really don’t want to go back face those reports.”
Seeing my struggling expression, Gavin couldn’t help but laugh as he turned back to the road and gripped tightly onto the steering wheel.
Perhaps it’s due to the recent news of those meteor showers, but there were more cars than usual on the road exiting the city. In a matter of moments, we were trapped in the middle of the road.
MC: “What’s going on?”
Gavin’s brows furrowed as he heard of the news coming from his phone, and turned to meet my eyes soon after.
Gavin: “There has been a car accident on the highway ahead, the road exiting the city is blocked.”
MC: “..This is too coincidental.”
Gavin: “Accident or not, this is beneficial for the both of us.”
Gavin looked out to the unmoving line of traffic, and parked the car to his side, unbuckling his seatbelt.
Gavin: “Let’s get down.”
MC: “But there’s still a long way left, how will we go there? If you use your EVOL, you’re going to expose your identity straight away..”
Gavin glanced towards me, smiling.
Gavin: “Don’t worry, leave it to me.”
He leaned towards me, and reached out to help me unbuckle my seatbelt. His side profile appeared right in front of my face, and I subconsciously held my breath.
It was only until the seatbelt fully unbuckled that I had came back to into reality. I quickly pulled the door open and got out of the car.
Gavin: “Wait for me here.”
Gavin walked towards a vehicle on the side of the road, its owner sitting by the side.
He spoke to the young man for a few moments, before the owner looked at him, his eyes wide open. He quickly dug out the keys to his motorcycle for Gavin.
Witnessing all of that, I couldn’t help but be tempted to find out what had just happened, and what was spoken between them.
But within a minute or two, Gavin was already driving the motorbike towards me, passing me a helmet.
Gavin: “Let’s go.”
The scene in front of me seemed to have merged wondrously with that of another similar memory, stored and kept somewhere deep in my mind. On the motorbike, he still held an aura of vigour and bravery – I couldn’t help but be slightly shaken, the words in my mind slipping out without anothet thought.
MC: “Gavin, have you possibly committed grand theft auto?”
Gavin was temporarily stunned.
Gavin: “Why do you think so?”
MC: “Uh, I..”
I looked back towards the now vehicle-less your man, abandoned by the side of the road. He waved towards me happily, his face showing not even a single hint of unwillingness.
MC: “Aren’t there scenes in movies where someone will say, “I’m a special agent, your vehicle will now be under the requisition of the task force.”
Gavin chuckled at my comical impression, and reached towards the helmet in my head, skillfully strapping it onto my head.
Gavin: “Those movie clichés should probably stay as they are. Now hop on.”
I sat behind Gavin, an awful familiarity clashing unto me once again, until I was brought back by Gavin’s words.
Gavin: “Hold on tight to me, the inertias of motorbikes like these tend to be quite powerful when you first start them.”
As soon as he’d said that, a violent inertia threw me back, and I quickly reached out to hold on tightly to his waist. On the back of the motorbike was an exhaust pipe, proudly facing up towards the sky, and I could do nothing but lean against Gavin’s back.
MC: “This method of transportation is not suitable for low-key stakeouts at all!”
Between sweeps of strong winds and gushes of air, I could hear Gavin laugh.
Gavin: “But we’ll be there faster than we thought we would.”
Gavin: “Hold me tight.”
The motorbike seamlessly drove through the traffic jam, subsequently leaving behind our immobile car as we dashed towards our destination.
The colours of the evening sky and the winding mountain roads seemed to not affect Gavin at all, and the street lights merely became fleeting, glowing lines.
MC: “You seem to be familiar with this road.”
Gavin: “I used to come here occasionally, and that’s how I met the owner of the bike.”
MC: “No wonder his expression was so.. He must’ve been pressured by you at some point then.”
Gavin: “Can’t remember. Maybe.”
MC: “Can’t believe you have these types of impulses.”
Gavin: “This doesn’t count as an impulsion.”
Gavin: “Plus, there aren’t many things that will make me impulsive.”
Gavin’s words were slowly swayed away by the winds, and as the stars in the sky grew closer and closer, a dark colour had already enveloped the whole of the sky. We drove through the night. It was silent, and we were far away from the city. It was as if the world was quiet if not for the sound of the bike’s engine, and for just a brief moment, I was hoping the road did not have an end.
But just as quickly, the white planetarium appeared in our lines of sight.
It seemed ages ago since I’ve last came here.
[Section Three]
The hill outside of the planetarium were filled by the recent news, with astronomy enthusiasts wanting to witness a meteor shower. As the planetarium was closed, they were crowded along the observation area outside of the building.
After Gavin showed a staff his police badge, he pulled me into the planetarium.
We walked towards the observation deck at the very top, and was met with a serene silence, with only the sounds of whirring machines.
We soundlessly observed our surroundings.
MC: “Isn’t it a little too quiet here-“
Before I’ve even finished my words, the sounds of rumbling was heard right behind me, and the ground shook lightly.
Gavin: “Don’t leave my side.”
Gavin turned his earpiece on, and gave immediate orders for his teams.
Gavin: “Group A evacuate the people outside the planetarium. Group B, guard and secure every entryway.”
There were responses from his teammates, and everything began going according to plan, albeit in a strange atmosphere.
In the silence, the doors behind us were met with a clicking sound, and suddenly, they were slammed shut. There weren’t any other movements after a couple of minutes, with only the moonlight spilling onto the deck.
I couldn’t help but say what was on my mind.
MC: “If he wants us to have a taste of our own medicine, then why didn’t he do anything? Is he waiting for a chance to strike?”
Gavin’s gaze swept across our surroundings, his lips slightly curling into a smile.
Gavin: “From the past few instances, he likes to take his own responsibility, and wants to rouse attention and fear. If he’s waiting for an opportunity, then it’ll be an opportunity that will cause the most harm.”
Gavin pondered for a brief moment, before immediately coming to a conclusion.
Gavin: “He wants to use the power of the meteor showers to change the gravitational force, and destroy this place.”
As if a confirmation that he was right, a brilliant shooting star suddenly flew across the night sky.
MC: “A comet did appear!”
MC: “No wonder the letter had said to witness the “annihilation of justice”, if it was just a regular officer here instead, this should be very difficult to hold back.”
MC: “Thank goodness for your team. We came prepared.”
Gavin looked up towards the sky, the meteor sweeping past him. Then, a few lit up one at a time, and the sky was morphed into a curtain of light. The big groups of meteors were as if droplets of rain, falling from the sky, rushing towards the surface.
Gavin: “They will fall onto the planetarium.”
Gavin pressed into the earpiece on his left ear, and calmly gave his order:
Gavin: “The target’s in action. Currently expecting him to be within a kilometre’s radius within the planetarium. Start tracking the source of the EVOL.”
Seeing Gavin efficiently explaining his plans for the task force, I felt a mix of emotions as I asked:
MC: “You’re making yourself the bait to draw the snake out. You’re currently shouldering all of the dangers. You..”
It was apparent that Gavin did not understand me, as he answered:
Gavin: “Don’t worried. I’ve promised to come with you, and I’m confident that I can protect you.”
Gavin: “I won’t let you be harmed in any way.”
Before I could say anything, the meteor which was being controlled was falling vertically, crashing straight onto the surface. It was as if I could also hear the deafening, ringing sound of its collision against the atmosphere.
Gavin: “Give me your hand.”
Gavin reached out his hand, and I gazed deeply into his eyes, without an ounce of worry or doubt, only with the courage he’d given me.
MC: “Alright, then I’ll trust my safety onto you and your team.”
MC: “I won’t let you be hurt either.”
Gavin looked at me, dazed, but I laid my hand into the warmth of his palm, determined.
MC: “We’ve always been walking together since the very beginning, haven’t we?”
Gavin nodded lightly, his grip on my hand tightening a little more.
Gavin: “Always have been.”
Countless shapes of wind surrounded us, and Gavin pulled me to his side, leaving the planetarium as a sky full of white dashing lights clashed onto the ground. Within a short period of time, they have all inched closer towards the surface.
The meteors were constantly brushing past us, yet they were carried away before it’d ever crash onto the ground. Instead they were wrapped by the winds, and dropped into a valley a distance away.
It was as if a firework exploding a arm’s reach away, as if we were in the midst of a brilliant display.
Gavin: “If you’re scared, close your eyes.”
Gavin’s breaths were right against my ear, his voice carrying a gentleness in which I could detect.
With him, the current moment’s dangers transformed into a beautiful splendour, shining brightly in against an inky dark sky. It’s like the same scenes have rewinded back into my sight, those meteors, just as grand and bright.
I closed my eyes lightly, and opened them once more, the reality mirroring right into my eyes. The warmth of holding one another, his steadfastly strength, they have all pushed away any fear left in my heart.
MC: “You’re here, of course I’ll not be scared.”
Surrounding us were the falling stars, shielded by the gusts of winds, swallowed by its strength - its light burning brightly at the very ends of its life before burning out completely.
It was a show, and we were the only audience.
MC: “Even though we’ve avoided the destruction, we still haven’t caught the guy yet. What if we’ve let him escape?”
Gavin: “Don’t worry. Him controlling such a vast area in such a short time makes it easier for me to secure his location. The task force members have also sealed every surrounding area, he can’t escape.”
I felt relieved, and the “meteor shower” was coming to its end.
The gorgeous display of light came and went, only leaving a quiet darkness. My heart was slightly moved, thinking of the possible objectives of such a daunting crime.
He was desperate to prove his own meaning of his existence, desperate to show that his powers could destroy the lives of others.
But it all went to waste at the very end. He couldn’t understand that faith and justice can never be wiped away so easily.
I looked at Gavin, finding that he was sharing the same gaze, the same thoughts.
But fortunately, we were under a sky full of glimmering stars, and a long, long time ago we’ve already found our very own eternity.
No matter the twists of memories, no matter the turns of time, once a person walks with you, you’ll never walk alone.
A distant star carried a light millions of light-years away, and this memory shall be stored in its glow forevermore.
[END]
Thank you for your patience and support. Have a safe day!
Also a shoutout to Cheri for sending me a link to the date on Bili-Bili. Wouldn't have found the video without her.
And a happy belated Vesak Day / Buddha Day if you celebrate it :)
Unfortunately Gavin's Shooting Star date hasn't been posted anywhere so far, as there is a company project before the date itself so players will have to get through that first. I hope you will not mind the delay. I was hoping I could finish it all within this short break (Before school decides to drop a stack of tests on us.. again).
Translations and tests aside, a belated Eid Mubarak to anyone who celebrates! Or as we like to say, Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri :)
Credits to @acrispyapple for all the karma CGs used in this post!
[Section Zero]
The lights in The Highest Bioscience Research Centre were switched on for a very long while. It’s already deep into the night, and yet there's still a lot of people working silently. The hands of the mounted clock ticked slowly, already pointing towards '1’.
Lucien wore a white lab coat, his head hung low as he jotted down the details of the results of the experiments conducted a while ago. Without any time to spare for a break, Ming handed him the compared results right after. A few researchers in the same lab coats surrounded Lucien, splitting the work methodically.
Moments after the experiments have begun once again, a few have reached their limits, rubbing their eyes and heading out for strolls lethargically. However, Lucien’s eyes remained fixated on the scientific paraphernalia right in front of him.
Suddenly, a loud beeping sound came from the depths of his coat’s pocket, its screen lighting through the layer of fabric. Lucien reached towards the phone, yet as soon as he did so, an abnormality appeared within the tables of writings. His hand immediately went to press the off button.
Lucien: “Investigate on the source of reaction.”
•
I squeezed within the crowds in the bookstore, silently celebrating the fact that I’ve arrived and waited at the bookstore early.
MC: “..Even if it’s just a small-scale lecture, Lucien’s popularity is still through the roof,”
Ming told me Lucien’s having a lecture today. Though he was originally busy with work, and had no time for speaking in lectures at all, the speaker suddenly became ill and had to be hospitalised, so Lucien was called in to save the day.
I looked around, towards the place everybody was focused towards.
Lucien: “Therefore, even if it’s just a sudden, fleeting thought, or a small emotion, they’re all involved in a neuronal system that is difficult to be quantified.”
Lucien stood in front of the crowds, explaining complex theories and science. The spot where he stood was pleasant, with spring’s sunshine pouring in in big patches, landing on his brows, his face, his hair – it made the tiniest bit of his hair looked rather fuzzy.
Yet my eyes trailed down, I noticed the light blue of his shirt, and on the sleeve was a button, buttoned into the wrong boutonnière – solid proof that this man hasn’t rested in a very long time. I sighed heavy-heartedly.
Lately Lucien’s been fully immersed in a challenging research, and I have not seen him returning home for while. He’s been replying to my messages at late midnights as well. I’ve also heard that the research centre’s been in high pressure lately, as everyone’s confident in the research, believing in the possibility of a breakthrough. Ming told me as well,
Ming: “Everyone’s been treating the professor like a God, as long as we’re under his guidance, we’ve got to be on the right path. We do place all of our trust in him.”
But humans can’t possibly be Gods after all..
Before I could get out of my distracted mind, Lucien’s already ended his talk. He walked towards me, seemingly unsurprised at the idea of me being there.
Lucien: “Looks like next time, I’ll have to let Ming keep the secrets a little better.”
Perhaps assuming that I wasn’t going to reply, he raised his hand, and lightly knocked on my forehead.
MC: “It’s not Ming, also-“
I was thinking of what to say next, when suddenly, I was cut off by someone cutting in from right beside me.
Fan: “Hello Professor Lucien! I’m a big fan! I’m so happy to have the chance to listen to your lectures. Can you recommend a few books related to the topic?”
Lucien smiled as he agreed.
Lucien: “Of course.”
He looked towards me and smiled apologetically.
Lucien: “Can you wait for me?”
MC: “Mm, I’ll be waiting for you by the seats over there.”
[Section One]
While waiting for Lucien, I absentmindedly took a collection of English poems and skimmed around it on the seat. However, after a while my focus had unconsciously shifted from the books, and right towards Lucien.
He stood by a shelf of books, his hand holding a few books as he bent down to look for the other books.
Under the sunlight, a silhouette casted itself right before him. And I could tell that he’s gotten thinner once again.
On the days when he’s not home, I’d send messages to him everyday to remind him to eat and sleep on time. Yet his responses are sent hours after, always with an apology. And the next time, it’ll be the same. There are times where I’m tempted to just snatch him home from the research centre, order him to not think of anything else, and just take a break. Yet a part of my mind thought of how important it must be for him, how he’s got to put all of his efforts into it in order to succeed..
After thinking of it for quite some time, suddenly, it’s as if Lucien’s noticed something. Because he stopped, and tilted his head to look towards me.
!
Our gazes caught one another’s mid-air, and suddenly, his eyes curved, and the corners of his lips lifted up into a soft simper. It’s like he’s dug a hole within the small of my heart – his smile’s natural and gentle, as if he’s always the professor who’s skilled and clever in everything.
Lucien handed the carefully selected books to the audience, and exchanged a few words with them. I’ve overheard bits of the fan’s overwhelmed and excited voice.
Fan: “Thank you Professor Lucien!”
Fan: “I heard one of your researches have been about decoding one of the scientific community’s biggest challenges. That’s impressive!”
Lucien smiled politely, yet he didn’t say anything.
After greeting the audience goodbye, he walked over, his arm lightly resting on the back of my chair. He bent down slightly to read the book I was holding in my hands, and turned to look at me.
Lucien: “Sorry for the wait. Would you like to get coffee together?”
His eyes held a genuine sense of joy, dark pupils lightly landing themselves onto my shadow.
MC: “Can I suggest something else if we don’t get coffee?”
Lucien furrowed his brows, and sighed lightly.
Lucien: “But I’ll have to rush back to the research centre later..”
He seemed to not be used to rejecting me at all. However, when speaking, his eyes showed a rare sight of reluctance.
Lucien: “Is it alright if we do it next time?”
I let go of the book in my hands, stood up, and held his hand. His large palm immediately wrapped itself around mine, his eyes focused on me.
MC: “It’s not something that will take a lot of time.”
I held his hand as we walked out of the bookstore, and winked towards him lightly.
MC: “How about you send me home?”
And immediately after that, I added,
MC: “It’s a convenient route to the research centre as well.”
MC: “So – is it okay if Professor Lucien walk me home first, and then go to the research centre?”
Lucien glanced at the watch strapped on his wrist, as if in a moment of thought, before looking at me and smiling lightly.
He reached out to pull the doors of the bookstore open, and tilted his head to look at me, with a bit of glee in his eyes.
Lucien: “Mm, it’s definitely a suitable route.”
Lucien: “Let’s go, Ms. Audience whom have not only invited herself, but have also decided to ‘lean’ onto me as well.”
[Section Two]
As we’re about to reach the front entrance, I slowed my pace, pretending to not have noticed that I did so as I chatted with Lucien.
MC: “Oh right, lately you’ve been in the research centre all the time, so I’ve been taking care of the flowers on your balcony. They’ve blossomed these past few days, won’t you like to go and see?”
Lucien looked at me a little surprised, however, upon looking at my excited face, he nodded and smiled softly.
Lucien: “Of course.”
The balcony was bursting with life, with gardenias and irises blooming along with the season, their petals basking in the sunshine’s warmth. Lucien stood on the balcony, his gaze landing on each and every flower, as if his sight was painted with the most brilliant of colours.
The warm spring breezes blew gently past him, and he broke his gaze as he said,
Lucien: “You’ve taken such good care of them. Much better than their owner.”
I bent down as I skillfully used a small pair of scissors to snip away the dry leaves and branches.
MC: “I’ve heard the florescence of irises are short, only blooming in spring.”
MC: “They bloom so greatly, yet the owner isn’t around. If I were a flower on your balcony, I’d be bored to death.”
I said simply, pretending that I was only concerning the health of the flowers on his balcony.
Behind me, Lucien laughed airily.
I turned around to see that Lucien’s mirrored my actions, bending down slightly to check the petals of every flower.
Lucien: “Did they told you so?”
I nodded, acting stern.
MC: “They did.”
I pointed at the pot of flowers in front of me,
MC: “Look, this iris flower was still a bud when I was watering it yesterday. But today, it’s bloomed completely. Maybe it does know that there will be someone admiring them today.”
Lucien’s eyes stayed on the violet flower thoughtfully.
Lucien: “If that is so, I’ve been neglecting them too much.”
He said it as a matter of fact. I was bewildered for a moment, before responding with,
MC: “..If that’s how you think of it, then yes, you’re right.”
Lucien grinned gently, his head tilted as he looked towards me, his gaze gentle and soft.
Lucien: “Ms. MC, won’t you teach me how to tend to their branches?”
He lifted up a pair of scissors as he observed the pot of golden acacia flowers.
Lucien: “It seems unenergetic.”
MC: “You’re right,”
He reached to hold the drooping golden flowers of the acacia plant, his lashes downcast as he turned his focus onto them. I looked at the pot of flowers as well, and said after a while later,
MC: “Normally, it’ll be alright once you water them. But I’ve watered them yesterday, so what’s going on..”
MC: “Wait, I’ll go grab my botany notebook!”
I rushed back into the house, stopping in front of Lucien’s bookcase and taking out a notebook with much familiarity. When I turned however, I’ve knocked myself onto Lucien’s chest.
MC: “What’s wrong?”
Lucien helped me up, his eyes landing onto the notebook on my hands with a glint of amusement.
Lucien: “Seems like you’ve been doing lots of homework while I’m away.”
MC: “That’s because I thought.. I was hoping no matter when you might come home, you’ll still feel a little bit of spring.”
My hands trailed lightly on the cover of the notebook as I added,
MC: “I’ve also taken the opportunity to learn about the little facts to nurturing plants, so I think it’s a win-win situation.”
After hearing what I’ve said, Lucien was stunned momentarily, before he smiled once more.
Lucien: “I’m intrigued to know what you’ve learned.”
MC: “There are lots of them, let me read them out.”
I sat on a cushioned seat, and soon Lucien sat on the floor as well. And, as if he’s truly trying to focus on a lecture, he put his glasses on. The sunlight steps through sheer white curtains, gently and silently colouring themselves onto him.
I’ve seen Lucien in glasses many, many times. However, no matter how many times I’ve seen it, I’ll still subconsciously think that they look good on him.
Lucien laid his head on one of his hand. In that moment, he looked like a student, focusing attentively onto me. Seeing my dazed look, he couldn’t help but chuckled.
Lucien: “What’s wrong?”
MC: “..Nothing.”
I kept my gaze away from him, and flipped open the notebook, a little surprised.
MC: “I didn’t realise I’ve noted down so many things..”
I couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride growing within me as I cleared my throat, and began my little introduction of botany and the nurturing of flowers for Lucien.
MC: “Let’s start with the different ways to water different types of plants. Herbaceous plants needed to be watered plentifully, while it’s not as necessary for xylophytic ones. For example, you can soak the money leaves in water, but you can’t do it for the gardenia flowers.”
I lifted my gaze to look at Lucien, as he nodded in agreement.
Lucien: “I see.”
I flipped to the next page, and read,
MC: “You’ll have to be wary of pests in Spring. Laundry powder, milk and other things can be made into pesticides. Isn’t that interesting?”
As I continued reading, I relaxed myself and laid against the soft cushioned seat. The spring’s rays of sun landed on my face cozily. My ears caught onto Lucien’s soft laughter, and his arm wrapped me into his embrace. I lifted my head, seeing the line of his jaw clearly.
His voice and tones were relaxed, his words gentle and kind.
Lucien: “Have you bore yourself from reading?”
I shook my head, my hand attempting to cover my face from the sunlight’s embrace. My thoughts were slow and hazy, clumsily floating about in the air. Suddenly, I couldn’t help but say:
MC: “I miss you, Lucien.”
Lucien’s light breaths came to an abrupt halt.
The afternoon’s minutes drifted slowly and silently. I covered my eyes, scouring for all the things I’ve been wanting to tell Lucien lately, then, spilling them out.
MC: “I bought a new spring exclusive tea, I’ve been wanting to try it with you. They say QinMing tea is at its best quality, with a mild flavour. I figure you’ll like it.”
MC: “You’ve been stuck in researches, so you must’ve not eaten well..”
MC: “I have especially went to the research centre to give you a lunch box, but I couldn’t even see you.”
MC: “And I don’t know if someone as busy as Professor Lucien actually finished the lunch box too.”
Words kept falling out of my mouth, and Lucien grew quiet. I removed my hand from my face hesitantly, meeting a pair of dark-coloured eyes.
Lucien looked at me soundlessly, his emotions indecipherable.
MC: “I’m not complaining, Lucien..”
He suddenly brought his hands to my temples, and rubbed them gently.
Lucien: “Mm, I know that.”
Lucien: “It’s my fault, I’ve made you worried.”
[Section Three]
The afternoon sun continued basking its tender light indoors, the notebook in his hand held tilted aside. I rolled over towards it, and looked at Lucien. He kept his usual mellow gaze, however, hidden under downcast lashes were his gentle eyes.
Lucien: “I’ve eaten every lunch box, and they were all delicious. We can make the tea together, and I’ll leave my serious review.”
As he was telling me all of that, a light, seemingly helpless chuckle left his lips.
Lucien: “I’ve been too busy lately, I am a little tired.”
Lucien: “I did not want you to know, and yet you’ve discovered it still.”
It’s a rarity for Lucien to say these things with such honesty, and so I kept quiet, listening soundlessly.
Lucien: “I did not know I’d make you this worried.”
Hearing the guilt in his voice, I thought for a little while, before responding,
MC: “Actually, I didn’t think too much about it.”
MC: “It’s just that the flowers have bloomed, and I’d love for you to see it. Spring is here, and I’d like to see spring with you. That’s all.”
To other people, Lucien can be a scientific prodigy, can be a gentle, likable professor, he can be a restless research machine.
But to me, the him who’s been peeled of each layer of a given identity, of every distance, is the real Lucien only I know of. He’s an important person who I’d love to experience things with, slowly, and one by one.
Lucien looked at me silently through his glasses, and I noticed the corners of his lips lifting slightly, can see the space between his brows gradually relaxing.
Lucien: “Perhaps you’re right, MC.”
Lucien: “No one can ever create a rest-less machine.”
Lucien: “You have pulled me from the data and analytics of the laboratory, and allowed me to see this small corner of spring. I’m very happy.”
The iris on the balcony swayed at the mercy of the winds, as if awaiting an arriving message.
I was reminded of a passage I’ve skimmed across in the poetry book.
‘The sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea—
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?’*
I reached out my arms without a warning, wanting to remove the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Yet as if a kindred spirit, he laughed lightly, and pulled his glasses away before me. Pleasant breezes brought along with them the fragrance of flowers, and Lucien lowered slightly, the tip of his nose nuzzling against my cheek lovingly.
The whole room was enveloped with a soft floral scent, and Lucien’s breath was long and steady. I could feel as he slowly relaxed his breathing, and raised my hand to reach to his hair as I ran across them lightly.
The fuzzy feeling of strands of hair through the tips of my fingers, soft and smooth.
MC: “Actually, in the beginning, I did missed you a little bit.”
MC: “I wanted to tell you, that spring is here.”
MC: “But maybe humans are too greedy after all, because when I really did meet you, I did not just want a glance of you, or to only talk to you.”
MC: “I want to be with you, to see with our eyes, and to smell with the tips of our noses.”
MC: “And.. stay in the light of spring, together.”
Lucien chuckled, and simply lowering his head and burying it in the nook of my neck.
I asked carefully,
MC: “Then.. will you still go to the research centre?”
Lucien grinned as he glanced towards me, his hand tracing my arm until it reaches my wrist, and held it.
Lucien: “I am not going today.”
Lucien: “I’d not like to miss the florescence that’ll only happen once a year, after all.”
[END]
NOTE:
The poem MC read was "Love's Philosophy" by Percy Bysshe Shelley. If you're interested, read the full poem here.
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