I Will Always Love You

   { EDIT: I fixed it!!! IMs doesn’t like more than one account looking over a sideblog is all. Yeehaw and shoutout to remembering this incident happening with another one of my blogs.... Hahaha, oof.

   { I’m too lazy to reboot my promo, but I want to find people to roleplay with regardless! So here, have a quick promo post!

   { This is a roleplay/ask blog for Luka Megurine, focused around the events of Just Be Friends and Answer! Luka isn’t a Vocaloid, but rather, a human woman broken-hearted after a harsh breakup with her fiance, leading to not only moving out, but moving away from her hometown entirely in order to start over fresh.

   { This blog is a story-based RP/ask blog that will have roleplays influence the story and how Luka grows!

   { Gonna be revamping this blog officially, and... Probably deleting my Kuragehime blog?? Not sure, but I have no muse for it tbh and....yeah.

   { Officially, this blog is now- for the last time- a sideblog to TheMediumMuses!! I’m a lot more active here anyways and Iris and Luka could relate to messy past loves, so... I think this will work out the best, in the long run.

   { I might keep it this way, too. Luka and Tsukimi mesh a lot better together than Luka and Harley do...and it could potentially make for cute, crossover blog interactions~!

    “Christmas is coming soon...” It’s about to be another year knowing that he proposed to her on such a lovely, joy-filled holiday...and that it’s another year that they’re spending without each other. Soft heartache makes her want to cry, but... There’s more important things to do, for now.

   To start, she’s almost done with a new song she’s been writing all of this time. Maybe there will come time to sing it soon...?

   { I still really love Luka, tho, so... I’ll likely be moving this sideblog to instead be attached to another account, so that in the (hopefully near) future, I can get back to this blog and do with it what I meant to all along~

    Had they really thought she had died...? For a moment there, she had been terrified they’d actually bury her!! If she hadn’t regained consciousness... No, she didn’t want to think about that. Luka hadn’t forced her way out of there (though carefully moved it back, unable to give people the fear of a wandering corpse or worst yet, a grave robber arriving early or whatever other terrible thing) and was just trying to move... No sense in thinking back on it all.

    Still, Luka felt weak and disoriented. Walking was a pain, but... There had been one last thought before she blacked out. One last thought before she’d “died”...     All this time, she’d lingered in the past. Been thinking about the relationship she’d lost, writing a song and hoping it might play to her ideas, soothe the hurt of the horrible break-up it’d become. Despite it all, that last thought she’d had?

    Darce. All relaxed in the shade of a tree with his pokemon, helping himself to some food she’d brought them all. For that one moment, her only thought was that she might not see him again and that hurt a lot more than she ever thought it would.

    So when she got her consciousness back, was awake and moving, her only thought was to try to find him, paying no attention to the coffin she’d left behind. Her legs ached and she was making her feet move each torturous step, forcing them to... Well, Po Town had occurred to her first, but at this point, she wasn’t quite sure. She was exhausted, teary, and desperate.

    When Luka’s legs finally gave out, she finally allowed a few tears to stream down her face, wiping them away as soon as they showed. She had to keep going, had to get to Darce somehow....!! But having finally found the time for a [forced] break, the emotions of the day had caught up to her, sobbing as the rain began to fall.

        the grunt immediately perks up at the familiar voice, stopping in his tracks & turning around to look into eyes filled to the brim with life. no matter how many times he talked to her, she still always seemed to overflow with energy & positiveness ( the complete opposite of him ), and while draining, at times, it was nevertheless something he appreciated from her.

        ❝ yo– lu, y’did ? ❞ his first reaction was that of surprise– only for it to be replaced with one that mirrored her own, eyes widening at her statement. well, not as much as they did when she opened the box that had caught part of his attention; one which now stole her spotlight big time. 

         talk about a lucky day. ❝ you’re fuckin’ crazy y’know that ? ❞ the comment was uttered as he went and stole of the colours of the rainbow she held in her hands, a lopsided smile forming as he did, ❝ where th’hell’re y’staying at ? ‘s it’n ula’ula’r farher away ? ❞ a fact that he needed to know– for various reasons ( some which included the food which she mentioned seconds earlier ).

   She laughed at his expression, absolutely beaming and a fair, pinker rival for the sun above their heads. She was in a good enough mood that she’d even let his language slide...for now.    “Maybe I am, but this is the best I’ve felt in awhile, you know? I...I great. Amazing, even!!” It was a little odd, in retrospect. She’d been so torn up back home, thoughts breaking her heart and making her cry...but ever since she’d had her trip, had been extending it.... She felt so much better.

   Maybe she was running away from her problems. Maybe she simply fell too much in a new love with the new world around her, with pokemon and with Darce... But how could she be against that, even if any- or all- of those were true? To be this happy again felt like a worthwhile trade.    Besides, her song was almost done.

   “Who knows? Maybe I am! But...if that’s so, then maybe I should’ve been a long time ago.” Luka laughed softly and made sure to have at least one of her making before she allowed Darce to hog the box. (Yes, she was allowing him to be greedy; bad Luka!!) “I managed to get a place here, yeah! Which I personally feel is like a stroke of luck... I wasn’t too sure what the market was going to be like for houses and yet I managed somehow!

    “Hey!! Darce!!!” The young woman ran up to him, a small grin on her face and a box in her hands. She seemed really excited, blue eyes near-sparkling with her current enthusiasm. “I... I did it! From now on, I’m going to be living in Alola... Permanently. So I decided to make a little celebration out of it!”

   Taking a seat beside him, careful to not jostle around the box too much, she opened it...    Macarons. Talk about a callback! This time with a more colorful variety, almost like peering into a box of colored pencils; so many types, with some colors vastly different or a few shades away!