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6 yrs ago
Current This is 'Chicogal' if anyone remembers me - new name :)
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6 yrs ago
Maybe I'm back...
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9 yrs ago
Goodnight, travel well.
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Mainly 1x1s these days.

My former username was Chicogal.

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Lol yes, I thought it could just be a neat way to slip Copen in! Never mind, anything works lol. And yes that could be fun c;
Tamaki had been interacting with many different guests - of course, he had many of his own to see tonight. And there were many different girls, of many different personalities and traits. He held each and every one of them somewhere in his heart. He had a rather large capacity for love; much like a dog. He laughed and handed out one or two roses from the inner pocket of his blazer as the evening went on. However, he found himself holding back one rose and searching for a familiar face. Someone he hadn't seen yet, who'd been reluctant to dance...

Aha, there she was! The first dance was to begin soon, and Ky was with her friend. Not wanting to start any jealousy, he stole Mori away from Honey (who had just asked a guest of his own for the first dance - she looked near tears).

"Good evening, ladies. May I say that you both look beautiful?" Tamaki sang out, offering Ky his last rose. Mori gave a small noise of agreement, offering Amaya one as well. "We'd like to invite both of you to partake in the first dance tonight."

~~~

Mimori had wafted between a couple of people, greeting and chatting where she wanted to. The atmosphere in the ballroom was buzzing and alight with excitement. The music and lighting could only add to it. Despite herself, she couldn't help her blue eyes scanning the room for a flash of ginger. She didn't know if she wanted to see it or not. With one, came the other.

But then there was a voice behind her, and she turned to see them. Although they looked almost identical, she picked them apart after a moment - as Kaoru spoke. She blushed at his compliment, dipping her head. "Thank you," she said, pleased by it. "You both look very handsome tonight." The brown of their waistcoats certainly did something for their ginger hair; even with that red tie, they looked good. Although, perhaps, Kaoru looked just a little bit better. She was probably biased.

The orchestra's song slowed to a stop, and they announced that the first dance would commence shortly. Mimori looked back at Kaoru, excitement coming to her eyes as the blush faded.
@lovely complex Is the blond man an NPC? Copen is young and blond if so ^^
Oh god I'm reunited with my laptop- *hugs, cries*

Is there any place that Copen can be slotted in? :)
Sooo. Has this died a death?
((Laptop time yesss))

The week came and went, and the students of Ouran Academy were awash with chatter about the upcoming ball. Both girls and boys were allowed and encouraged to attend - partners certainly weren't frowned upon. The Host Club themselves were busy with arrangements during the seven days, and were pleased to see their work come to fruition. It wasn't manual labour, of course - but managing a project had its own stresses!

Tamaki reflected upon this as he got dressed, straightening his bright red tie that meant he was a Host (at least, for this event). He was wearing a suit of royal blue that brought out the colour of his eyes. Pleased with his appearance, he spared no time in heading to his limousine and setting off. Ouran Academy was decorated with wreaths of flowers, rose arches, an artificial stream, and there seemed to be more birds than usual at this time of night... He stepped into the lights that had been set up, sighing happily as he strolled into the ballroom. The Hosts would be the first to arrive - no Host would allow their guests to be there first!

As an hour ticked by, the entire Host Club arrived and so did their guests. They mingled amongst the students of Ouran Academy - but stood out, due to the red ties they all sported.

~~~

Mimori spent the week debating over whether or not to attend the Spring Ball that Friday. On one hand, she was pretty sure that some members of the Host Club didn't like her and she'd also managed to embarrass herself in front of them. On the other, she wanted to dance, and Kaoru had been kind. Eventually one side won her over, and on Friday night, she dressed herself in a dress of dark green. It was a colour of spring, and it suited her colouring.

She arrived at the ball shortly after opening time, breathing in the fresh scent of flowers and running water. That river certainly hadn't been there before. Taking in the sights with wide eyes, she finally came to the ballroom. Here goes. She pushed open the doors to a beautiful scene of colours, heads of boys and girls, and the music of a live orchestra.

"Wow," she breathed.
Tamaki couldn't help but feel slightly concerned at her words. The way she was talking about her parents... It was almost resentful. He had enough reason to be resentful of his own family, but everyone's struggles was large to them. He didn't frown, instead focusing on the positive. "I look forward to it," he said, raising his cup to her before drinking.

((skip soon?))
edit: found someone, closed :)

Hi there!

I've always had an interest in history. It has shown through my love of Hetalia and my chosen classes at school. I have been fascinated with WW2 especially.

Therefore, I'd like to do a 1x1 with someone based in that time period. I haven't done anything like this before, except in the Hetalia universe, so I might be a little unskilled. But I will always promise to try my best and match my partner so far as I can.

I'd like someone who is either high casual or advanced, who can post reasonably often - say, once every two days. The more often, the better for me though! I'm also not very fussy. I don't mind if things aren't entirely historically accurate - I mainly want to use the settings and circumstances to create some drama and romance. I also want this to be respectful however.

Here are my plot ideas:

~ German soldier (M) x British spy (F, me) - British spy is captured behind enemy lines. A young low rank soldier accompanies interrogations and is tasked with watching her. Eventually, they fall for eachother.

~ German soldier (M) x French villager (F, me) - French girl finds a young Gernan pilot crashed in a field near her home. She decides to look after him against her better judgement, and they fall for eachother. Eventually, this part of France is taken over and he has to protect her somehow.

Anyway, I'm typing this on mobile so I might have forgotten something. I'll be back on my laptop tonight, so my quality of writing should be much better.

I prefer to play the female, and I only do MxF. I also don't do smut or anything.

Thanks for your interest! If you have any other plot ideas, even in a different time or place, please let me know.

edit: I've found someone! This is closed now :)I'm
Tamaki was running through things in his head - how he'd twirl her around, light as a feather, while the lights were dimmed and the orchestra played... He sighed happily to himself, listening to Ky idly. "They will?" She didn't seem completely happy about that, and Tamaki frowned a little. He had had to learn a lot of new things when he'd come over here from France, although he'd already had dancing down.

"Well, at least you'll be ready for my skills," he declared.
Ah. It would be okay then. The spring ball only came once a year; she could see her friends anytime (he assumed). "I don't mind," Tamaki laughed. He was the sort of person who didn't think about what others might think about him. If he looked a little silly while dancing, would anybody really care? If anything, they would be amused, and he lived to make people happy.

"No, of course not." Tamaki put down his teacup. "if you so wish, you can just sit or chat with others. But it's far more fun to dance, in my opinion. And I'd love to dance with you, my lady."

((yeees sounds cool c:))
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