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                    “The heavens they cry out,

                                                        can you not hear them?

                                     They are pleading for help!”

(Ind. Geisha-History Baded OC| Semi-Selective| Multiverse-Multiship| Westword based)

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LIKE this post for a starter from Li Hua. (Length will vary.)

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Memoirs of a Geisha

Status: Open Connections: Geisha x Danna (Patron) or Geisha x Lover  Plot:  xHere (The second one.)

         Li Hua never had much growing up. She was always someone's servant, rather it was when she was the slave to her first mistress, or when she was a Hostess at the inn. Her job had always been to serve. Even now that she was a geisha, her job was to serve in a way. Even though now her job was more to entertain; she still served her Dannas in some way. Nowadays Hua didn't mind much, because she had a mission. She wanted to get the attention of the Master of the inn she was formerly employed at. 

On today she was entertaining at 'home', at the 'boarding house' that her geisha sister owned. Where she and her other sisters stayed. It was a place where customers came to eat and be with dates, though most customers were there to enjoy the company of their favorite geisha. Hua sighed softly sitting in one of the 'staff only' rooms in the building getting ready for the night. One of her sisters helping her tighten the obi on her kimono. "Sister, good luck tonight. Hopefully, you will get more Dannas." Her geisha sister smiled fixing the back of the obi. "Yes, hopefully. Thank you, sister." Li Hua smiled placing the last of her hairpins in her hair. The only Danna she really cared about getting was the master of the inn where she formally worked. Perhaps that was wishful thinking though, he would never fall for her. Li Hua left the room and started climbing the stairs, heading to a room that had asked for her.

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POSSIBLE HIATUS

I AM REALLY THINKING ABOUT GOING ON A HIATUS ON ALL MY BLOGS IM JUST DONE WITH EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW! I MAY OR MAY NOT KEEP ROLEPLAYING FROM TIME TO TIME ON MY DISCORD. HOWEVER, YOU HAVE TO ASK IF YOU WANT THE USERNAME.

 I haven't made my mind up yet, but, at the moment I am leaning towards a hiatus. 

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The character page is updated. I’m going to make a starter for Li Hua then get to my replies.

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Costume appreciation: Honored Lady Chen/Bai Feng Jiu in Three Lives Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms - Episode 29

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Plot 135: Geisha (inspired by babydolltheanimatronic’s submission)

Muse A and Muse B are orphans who meet by chance on the street. With no one else to look after them, they spend several days fending for one another and gradually becoming friends because of their similar circumstances. When Muse A doesn’t turn up at their usual meeting point one night, Muse B is forced to assume the worst and move on. Years later, the unlikely duo meets again; Muse A has become a beautiful Geisha while Muse B has become a fierce Samurai. The two instantly remember the connection they once shared and begin to fall in love. Unfortunately, Muse A captures the attention of an abusive Shogun (Muse C) who will do anything he can to keep Muse A to himself.

Muse A is beloved member of the Imperial family. During a surprise birthday celebration, Muse A is presented with a beautiful performance by Muse B, a very popular Geisha. Muse B sings like an angel and is the most graceful dancer that Muse A has ever laid eyes upon.  After just one evening, Muse A is enchanted by Muse B and insists on becoming their Danna (patron). Muse B will enjoy all of the luxuries afforded by Muse A’s riches upon the condition that Muse B be available to entertain Muse A whenever asked.

Muse A is a young man from a poor family who has struggled for most of his life. Muse B is a young geisha-in-training (Maiko) when she meets Muse A. Despite having little in common with one another, Muse B is very nice to Muse A and Muse A never forgets this. So touched by Muse B’s kindness, Muse A vows to work hard and become wealthy so he can be worthy of Muse B’s affection.

Muse A is going to war and must leave their secret sweetheart, Muse B (a Geisha) behind. Though they are separated, the lovers manage to stay in touch by writing letters. As the months stretch on, however, Muse B’s letters become fewer and fewer until they simply stop coming. Muse A is heartbroken but must stay the course of war for several more weeks. When Muse A finally returns home, they immediately seek out Muse B to find out what has happened. Muse A is crushed to discover that Muse B is no longer a geisha and has become promised to someone else (Muse C) through omiai (arranged marriage); Muse B still loves Muse A but does not wish to go against the wishes of their family.

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My Edits! [1/??]

okay to reblog

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adelaidekane ☁️ 📷: @jarradseng

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          Taking a chance, that was key, one foot in front of the other. Believing that a chance was enough to lead to happiness, he followed through on that. a continuous indeterminate & random embrace of life and its chance kept things interesting & moving. He couldn’t decide how the child would accept him, but he felt this strong & sure about Lottie, that any boy,  would be perfect. A conversation about food & eating together, made him remember the idea that, maybe a family could be had.

          He spoke next not to justify or be defensive, he just decided to share that part of himself with her.“ Cookies & crema is just my favorite because my parents & I would drive out to this place every weekend & get some.” He shared that, but as he did, the smile faded away, “ After my parent’s died, I didn’t eat it for a long time & uh when I did it reminded me of better times.” Snickering, the man would shrug, “ Ate so much I had a brain freeze rest of the night, but I had good dreams.” For the first time, in forever. “ I think about those trips & how, I want the exact same thing, with my family.” To survive was easy, learning to live again was hard & he wanted that, with the girl who had him starstruck.

         Her dark orbs moved to look at him. A small yet sad smile crossed her lips. She missed her parents and her sisters every day. She had Glenn, and that was it. Her parents had disowned her once she came home pregnant. Small things seemed to remind her of her parents every day. These days she just blocked them out, when she would think about them she would quickly change her thoughts. Without even thinking she took one hand off the wheel and reached over placing her hand atop his. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't meet to remind you of sad memories." Her voice coming out so sad yet so soft. Her truck glided into the parking spot as she tapped the breaks stopping the vehicle as soon as it was lined up just right. He was opening up to her, sharing past memories with her. It warmed her heart but saddened it at the same time. Perhaps she'd share what happened to her one day, but not now. "Shall get out and go shopping?" She asked turning off her truck and opening her door, taking the keys out before she grabbed her handbag.

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Adelaide Kane photographed by Tiziano Lugli (2018)

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ENDLESS LIST OF FAVOURITE FEMALE CHARACTERS: Cora Hale

“If you want to fight and die for something, that’s fine with me, but do it for something meaningful.”

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He was stationed abroad as apart of an exchange program. a fresh place to be that was what he saw, also it didn’t hurt none that he was mostly trying to get away from his problems back home. The food was good the language barrier did hinder him but he was picking up conversationally quick. Patroling the DMZ & staging war games seemed less scary,. but after a latest antagonizing brush a KPA Commandoes, sustaining a knife wound in the process. For the gallantry, he was taken out by his local battalion, for good times.

Dressed in his civvies, he had his cropped hair high & tight like the Jarhead he was. He wore an expensive leather jacket though & designer jeans, but had a classical watch with a brown leather strap on his wrist. For where they were ti was best not to have any attributing memorabilia of the military, but at the same time he wore his dog tags, the chain is visible around his neck. 

He was pacing himself with the drink but, the squad had a tradition after any prolonged engaged to drink every night but the one before they rotate back to active duty. He had been unaware of the implications this night would have thought, rather, who he was about to meet. Craning his head to look around & gauge his surroundings he stopped to stare at Lottie as she approached. To say he was starstruck was to put it lightly. His mouth opens a tad he watched her cherub woman with beautiful lighting reminiscent of an angel approach his table. 

          Lottie glanced toward one of the girls as they nudged her while they walked on the floor. "Unnie, look, foreigners are at your table." the girl grinned talking to her in Korean. Lottie glanced at her first table for the night. Seeing a few men that were clearly not from Korea sat there. She wanted to roll her eyes at this. Lottie did sometimes hate dealing with foreigners. They were normally old perverted businessmen that didn't understand this was a NO SEX business. They always wanted to touch her, and not just cuddle or hold hands. No, they always wanted to be handsy; grabbing her ass, getting a handful of her boobs. She wasn't one of those girls to just let men put their hands on her.

         These men, however, seemed younger, so maybe, they weren't as pig-headed as the old businessmen she was used to dealing with. "Kamsahaminda." Lottie almost growled giving a side eye to the girl. "Do take all the money tonight... Leave some for the other girls." The girl giggled in their language walking toward her table. Lottie strutted to the table flashing the men her trademark smile. Placing glasses, a pitcher of water, and a few bottles of alcohol on the table. "Hi I'm Lottie, and I'll be your hostess tonight. I'm here to keep you company." She told the men, her English was very good, however, her accent was still there. Her native language was Korean, however, her parents had made sure she learned English while she grew up. 

         Flashing the men a smile she sat down in the booth beside the man with the cropped hair and a leather jacket on. She figured since the men were in the 'whiskey bar' that they knew what went on here. The main role was even though the bar was in the red light district they didn't serve sex. Just pretty girls in hot clothes, spending time with the men, serving drinks, and at the most contact holding hands, or cuddling. Placing the glasses in front of each man and pouring them all a drink. Afterward, she poured herself some water. "What do you men do for a living?" She asked looking at each man then at the man that she sat beside. Locking eyes with him she flashed a smile. He was handsome, she felt like she was under a spell just by looking into his eyes. She felt her mouth go dry and quickly grasped her cup taking a sip of her water. She had to force herself to look away from him, or else she would look weird.

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     He had spent all his life in Skyrim or the Empire, places that were by no means scorching as the desert was; though the briefest fights of Dragonfire seemed eerily familiar to this heat. The never ended traversing qualities of the land made it all the more appealing to explore, but he nigh wished for a place that wasn’t as hot. The burning chill of cold seemed almost missing as he suffered under the sun of the strange new land, but people could survive here & he would learn. Still, danger lurking by, he was clear with his intentions on filling up his drink & regaining the lost water in his body.

     Watching the woman as she practiced her animal husbandry, he popped his dry lips, slickening his face with a handful of water. Watching the steed & her owner’s reactions, he stayed silent as she fed the being, “ Horses really like those in my lands too, they aren’t half bad either when you can’t have a good roast.” He was about to stand but remained kneeling, taking another long drag from the waterskin to empty it. With the time allotted he started to fill the waterskin again, “ You saw the riders? I’m flipped as to whether they are here for you or me.”

         Seqirri stayed silently, her dark orbs moved to stare at her mare as she drank her fell of water. Her pink muscle slipped from between her white teeth to move along her pouty lips; they'd felt a little dry, and this was her way of making them somewhat moist. Tilting her head up to stare at the sky she noticed the position of the sun. Knowing that the sun would be setting soon. She needed to start moving again, or else she would be caught in the desert at night. She wasn't with a tribe and did not have her camping things. Just her, her mare, and a few things in her saddlebag... this was not looking good for her.

         Taking another piece of jerky she pushed it toward him gently. Silently offering it to him. A sound made its way from her lips from low in her throat, almost sounding like a mix between a snort and a growl. A grin finding its way to those pouty pink lips once again. "Bloodriders... they are not from my tribe. It is possible they tribe has set up near here, and they are hunting..." Her stare moved towards where she'd seen the bloodriders perched earlier. Either way, if they were after one of them, or not if they came for her she would show them just what a real Dothraki woman could do.

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It hasn’t been long since I got back from the gym. I will admit that I am pooped. I didn't go yesterday, simply because I would rather not over do it. I think six days a week is enough... anyways, I am going to start on replies now. Hopefully I won't fall asleep at my computer. xd