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paleparearchive · 25 days
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I Still Wanna Paint!
Monet's initial 1★ story (1/1)
Location: garden (evening) | Characters: Monet, Van Gogh, Hiroshige
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Monet: Mh-mh! I knew it'd feel good to paint outside! Right, Van Gogh!
Van Gogh: Right! Monet-san, thanks for inviting me out today!
Monet: No prob. It's fun to paint with someone else, right? How's it goin', ya makin' progress with your painting?
Van Gogh: Of course! It's also stimulating my senses, I like painting flowers.
Monet: Me too! When I see a beautiful garden, I wanna paint it. Landscape paintings are great, ain't they?
Van Gogh: That's right. The result may be different from painting indoors.
Monet: Right!? It's a nice change of pace! I often go out with Renoir and the others to paint. If ya want, why dontcha join us sometime?
Van Gogh: Wow, can I!? Thanks. It will be fun to paint with everyone!
Monet: Yeah, it's soooo much fun! And before ya know it, it often becomes a banquet.
Van Gogh: Uh, a banquet…?
Monet: Oh, the wind's pickin' up. Time to call it a day.
Van Gogh: Yeah, the sun is also setting. Huh…?
Monet: Hm? What's wrong?
Van Gogh: Look! Something's flying over there!
Monet: Is that… Somebody's painting!? I can't let this happen, I’m goin' after it!
Van Gogh: Y-Yeah! Let's catch it before it falls into the water!
Monet: Gotcha! Knew it, it was a drawing paper…
Van Gogh: I'm glad it's safe. I wonder if anyone else was out there painting besides us?
Monet: Looks like it. I mean, this sketch... Whose sketch is it…? How can I say it, it's kinda a very, very movin' feeling…
Van Gogh: That's true! It's simple, yet captivating…
Ah, here! Could it be…
Monet: Got any idea 'bout it?
Van Gogh: Maybe. The touch of water around here looks familiar…
Hiroshige: My oh my, you're the ones who picked it up, huh?
Monet: H-Hiroshige-san…?
Van Gogh: I knew it, this was yours, was it, Hiroshige-san?
Monet: Huh, really!?
Hiroshige: Well you see, a sudden gust of wind blew it away in a matter of seconds. I was in a hurry. Thank god you were here, Monet-dono, Van Gogh-dono.
Monet: Hey, Hiroshige-san! I've got a request!
Hiroshige: Yes yes, what is it? If I can be of any help to you.
Monet: Next time, can ya show me more of your other sketches!?
Hiroshige: Well… I don't mind.
Van Gogh: Ah! M-Me too! I want to see more too!
Hiroshige: Yes, of course. I want you to see not only the rough sketch, but also the finished painting.
Monet: Seriously!? Hooraay! I was really moved by this picture…! When I look at it, I can't help but feel a hot swell risin' up from the depths of my heart!
Van Gogh: Yeah! I feel so, so stirred up!
Hiroshige: Oh no no, I'm embarrassed to be praised this much.
Monet: Uuuuh…
Hiroshige: W-What's the matter, all of sudden? Are you not feeling okay?
Monet: Aaaah… I wanna paaint!! I wanna head to the canvas now!
Van Gogh: I want to paint too! I've been painting all day, but it's not enough!
Hiroshige: … Huh?
Monet: Aight, Van Gogh! Let's go back to the atelier and paint, paint, paint!!!
Van Gogh: Yeah! Let's paint a lot more, a lot more!!!
Monet: Well then, Hiroshige-san! It's a promise, so keep it!!!
Van Gogh: Ah, Monet-san, waaaait!!!
Hiroshige: Oh my… I'm glad to hear that both of them are doing well.
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realasslesbian · 2 years
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In the process of arguing with some LGBTeeaboo about lesbian representation and why including a man watching in the background of a lesbian kiss scene is Bad Representation, regardless of what that man's function to the plotline is, and I actually realised something. People literally have no clue of what is an inherently dangerous situation to lesbians.
People recognise 'man following woman on street' and 'woman holds keys in fist' as cause and effect. You wouldn't ever see a scene in a movie where a woman is walking alone in an empty street, and there's a man following her in the background, but she's still smiling and skipping along blissfully and the music is happy go lucky, the colour palette cheerful, all presented without any hint of irony whatsoever. People would lose their shit about it. People would be out here rightfully pointing out how absurd and disrespectful it is to take being followed by a man, which is a common traumatic situation for women, and paint it in a 'happy happy joy joy male violence against women isn't real' type of way. So why is it any different with lesbians and our common traumatic situations?
Having a man watching me display any sort of affection for another woman is an extremely common experience for both myself and every other lesbian I've ever met (far more common than being followed on an empty street btw). More often than not a man watching will quickly turn into a man being overtly, and sometimes violently, lesbophobic. It doesn't matter if it's a man I don't know or if the dude's my best friend since birth, a man watching almost always means imminent lesbophobic violence (in fact, women are actually far more likely to be assaulted by men they know, so don't give me that 'oh Darren's been Quinni's bestest best friend since forever so there's nothing sinister here just a man watching his bff having a lesbian kiss and actually he doesn't identify as a man so stop being twansphobic tee hee').
So, as a lesbian, who deeply associates a man watching with guaranteed male violence, sexual harassment and assault, being hate crimed and extreme lesbophobia in general, seeing that situation being repeatedly delivered in a 'cheery, wonderful, nothing to worry about, certainly not male violence towards lesbians' type of way is EXTREMELY FUCKING DISSONANT. I literally have never related to any of the copious lesbian scenes in media where there's fifty fucking cut-takes to some man watching. It doesn't make me go 'awwhhhhhh', it doesn't feel good, I don't feel represented. It makes me feel sick.
And it's another level of mindfuckery to state that and have non-lesbians start bitching about how I'm over-reacting, men love lesbians, I've never heard of men being violent to lesbians so shut tf up about it, yada yada yada. It's like every tier of society is designed with the gaslighting of lesbians in mind. I can literally go to hospital, have the damn police report of what this man did and why, and society will still be out here like 'let's take your situation and rewrite it so that lesbophobia doesn't exist uwu'.
But anyway TL;DR it's kinda fucking shit to have my traumatic experiences as a lesbian continually watered down and dismissed in the media, and for such dismissal to be paraded around as woke and great lesbian representation. It's not, it's painfully heteronormative, actually.
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Subway thoughts
No doubt y'all have seen the internet collectively losing their shit that Ash won a league. Now that's partially because we're all nerds, but I'd also like to reflect on that for why Aikatsu is falling flat.
See, Ash lost. Ash lost a lot. Ash has been losing for longer than some of you have been alive and to say that grips me with the cold hand of mortality. The point is, we've grown up seeing him try, fail, and keep trying. Maybe we see ourselves in this loveable loser who keeps trying. We want to see him win and when he loses it hurts. That's why the internet collectively lost its shit when he won - it was a payoff of 22 years in the making. We finally saw him win after all that pain. It was worth something.
Now, Aikatsu Friends isn't a 22+ year series. However, we still have opportunities for that same setup. Idols can lose and have to keep trying. Those that do some of us (*raises hand*) get attached to because we want to see them win. We don't really get those feelings with our main characters because they've never really lost much that mattered. They never got to the best 16 or 8 and just not been good enough. It's all winning which might sound good, but it isn't. Basically there's no payoff. We don't see the struggle and the loss so the win doesn't mean as much.
To go a little further, a friend introduced me to the idea of spinach and candy in writing. A spinach scene is basically that league loss. The character loses something in the eyes of the audience, even if it winds up being positive. Consequently, a candy scene is when they gain something. You need to balance the two for good writing. In the above case Ash had 22 years of spinach to get to his candy. Pure Palette pretty much exists on pure sugar. We're so saturated we don't care when we get more candy - it's more of the same.
What Aikatsu on Parade needs is spinach. We need to start losing again. Those failures will make the success mean something because we'll finally taste that sweet candy. And I mean that for the protagonists, not just side characters. Everyone needs some spinach or you'll just get sick.
tl;dr a win is meaningless if that's all you do. We need to lose to win.
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paleparearchive · 2 days
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Blessing of the Spirits
El Greco's initial 2★ story (1/1)
Location: atelier 2 (morning) | Characters: El Greco, Van Gogh, Monet, Giotto, Aoi/MC
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El Greco: Is this the blessing of the spirits…
Aoi: Hm? Did you say something?
El Greco: Yes. I felt the blessing of the spirits.
Aoi: … Ah! You mean… the quality of the painting? It really is an amazing piece of work...! Maybe the best work you've ever done.
Van Gogh: What what? What's the matter with you two?
El Greco: No, it is nothing worth making a fuss about–
Aoi: Look look, it's El Greco-kun's painting. I don't think I've ever seen a picture like this before.
Van Gogh: Woaaah…! Seriously, it's amazing…!
El Greco: …
Aoi: He said he was feeling the blessings of the spirits. Maybe there really is a genie here.
Van Gogh: That's nice! I wish a genie would come to me too!
El Greco: The only time I could see them was when I was younger. I think we could call them with Munch around.
Giotto: If that's the case, I think Jan can see 'em too.
Aoi: You came too, Giotto-san.
Giotto: Yeah, I just happened to hear ya talkin'. Havin' a genie would be a dream come true, wouldn't it be nice?
Van Gogh: Come to think of it, I don't think I've heard much about it, right? Hey, I'd love to know what you know about spirits, El Greco-san!
Aoi: If it's okay, I want to hear it too.
El Greco: … They don't always do as much good as you might think. Sometimes I hear them cry things like "Manet" and…
Monet: Heya. Were ya just talkin' ‘bout Manet-aniki? Then count me in as well!
Giotto: No, nobody's talkin' 'bout that guy, okay? We're talkin' 'bout the spirit now.
El Greco: … Heh. The way he suddenly appeared is just like a genie.
Monet: Hm? Hmm? What were ya talkin' 'bout?
Aoi: Fufu, we were talking about how great El Greco-kun's painting was while looking at it.
Van Gogh: Right, right! He said it has the blessing of the spirits!
Giotto: Oooh, that's what ya were talkin' 'bout. Let's see it, if ya insist...
… Well I mean, it's a really great piece of work.
Money: If it's that amazin', I wanna see it too! Oooh, awesome! Ya always painted this with a Buddha's face…!
El Greco: … I have to admit, when you give me that much praise all at once... I don't really know how to react.
Aoi: I think this is the first time I've seen El Greco-kun embarrassed…?
Van Gogh: Hahaha, it's true! Is it also because of the spirits?
El Greco: … I'm even having trouble with prankster spirits.
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Two People Who Are Bad at Talking
El Greco's initial 1★ story (1/1)
Location: dormitory hallway (morning) ; museum hallway (morning) ; atelier 2 (morning) | Characters: El Greco, Velazquez
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El Greco: …
Velazquez: You're going to the atelier too now? May I accompany you?
El Greco: Yes, no problem.
Velazquez: I see. Then, let's go.
El Greco: (... It's rare that he's not with Rubens. Sometimes it's just one of those days.)
… A snail on a sunny day, is it?
Velazquez: What are you talking about?
El Greco: That's your current state.
Velazquez: ... I've been thinking about this for a while now, but I don't understand what you're talking about at all.
El Greco: ... I've been told this a lot, but I just can't stop talking the way I used to do back in my hometown. I'm sorry. I just can't get past this. Do you want me to call Munch?
Velazquez: I'm not saying it's a bad thing, so don't worry about it. I'm the one who invited you, so I'll make an effort without Munch.
Velazquez: …
El Greco: …
Velazquez: That part would be more complicated than the others. We should do it again later. Also, I've been working for so long that my concentration is starting to break down. It's not good if you continue to do poorly and make mistakes.
El Greco: Okay, then let's leave it for later.
Velazquez: …
El Greco: … You're talking straight to me.
Velazquez: ? What else do you want me to say?
El Greco: No, I'm just thankful I don't have to worry about being weird. People seem to think I'm unapproachable.
Velazquez: It is difficult to say whether you're easy to talk to or not, but you're not impossible to talk to. In fact, I'm probably the more difficult person to talk to.
El Greco: Is that so?
Velazquez: Rubens often tells me I say things too straight. He tells me to be careful… but I'm not quite sure how to do it.
El Greco: There would be no need to change. Just like I use the language of my hometown. At least I have no complaints about you.
Velazquez: … I see.
El Greco: … However, you do have complaints. That's what you mean when you say you don't understand my words.
Velazquez: That's not a complaint. It's purely an opinion. Just tell me what it means and I'll have no problem with it.
El Greco: Its meaning, you say… It's hard for me to put into words what I'm feeling.
Velazquez: Well, time will tell, I guess. I'm sure you'll understand some things as you come into contact with them.
El Greco: …
Velazquez: For now, it looks like we need a little more time for conversation. If you don't have any plans after this, why don't we have lunch together?
El Greco: Yeah. I was just about to tell you that the sun was higher in the sky too.
Velazquez: … I see, so that's what you're asking me to do, invite you to lunch. Alright, I'll keep that in mind.
El Greco: To be grasped like that is kind of... itchy, you know.
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paleparearchive · 25 days
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A Miraculous Birthday with Aniki
Monet's Birthday 4★ story (2/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: Renoir, Monet, Sisley & Bazille's room ; terrace (morning) ; museum hallway (night) | Characters: Monet, Bazille, Manet
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Monet: Heeey, Bazille! Ya needed somethin' from me?
Bazille: Ah, you came. I bought the art supplies you asked me for the other day.
Monet: Oh, thanks! … Wait, that's it?
Bazille: I don't need anything else. I just wanted to tell you that.
Monet: I see. Then why don't ya come along with me on my errands?
Bazille: ? What's going on?
Monet: I need some advice. I'm havin' a bit of a hard time.
Bazille: …?
Monet: See, today… It's my birthday, right?
Bazille: … Yeah, that's right. I didn't get a chance to say this earlier, but... Happy birthday.
Monet: Ah, thanks! … Wait, that's not it!
You guys're doin' a lotta things for me, you're even plannin' a party. That's why I wanna do somethin' in return.
Bazille: Huh? Why are you thinking about returning the favor for a birthday celebration?
Millet: I told Millet that too, but I'm not comfortable with all that's being done to me.
Bazille: That's just the way it is today. So shut your mouth and stay put.
Monet: That's why it feels weird to me!
Bazille: I'd better make it clear to you. Look, you don't have to give anything back. Didn't you say something similar on Sisley's birthday?
Monet: Uuh… B-But… I just wanna share my feelings of joy. I wanna make people happy too…
Bazille: Don't worry, even if they don't bother to do anything for you, they'll be happy and make a fuss on their own.
Monet: Uuuh…
Bazille: Don't do anything unnecessary. Just be honest and get celebrated. Got it?
Monet: … Hmmm. I still have some time left until tonight, so I'll give it some more thought… Thanks, Bazille…
Bazille: … Sigh.
… That guy, why can't he just sit still for at least his birthday… If this keeps up, I'm afraid he'll do something crazy in return, like giving us a birthday gift. Considering that he doesn't seem to listen when I tell him, what am I supposed to do…
… Is it best to ask for his help?
Monet: Hmmm… What to do in return…
Manet: Hey, what are you doing here?
Monet: !?!? M-Manet-aniki…!? Why are ya here!?
No wait, you're just in time! Actually, there's somethin' I wanted to discuss with ya! See, today's my birthday… And I just wanna give somethin' back to everyone who wishes me a happy birthday! I'd be interested to hear your opinion on what ya think would be best–
Manet: I already know that.
Monet: Huh!
Manet: Get rid of your stupid ideas. Who do you think you are? What's with you giving something in return, that's ridiculous. I guess this means you're not going to take it honestly when I say I'm going to celebrate with you too.
Monet: …!!
(I see… That's right… Aniki's gonna celebrate with us, so I…!)
A-Aniki!! I was wrong!! I won't think 'bout givin' anythin' back anymore! I'll accept your congratulations with open arms!
Manet: Heh, all you had to do was figure it out.
Monet: Yeah!! I won't do anythin' bad and I'll look forward to the party tonight. Can I look forward to your birthday wishes, aniki?
Manet: On the contrary, me celebrating you should be the main thing. If you are not looking forward to that, then what's the point in it?
Monet: A-As expected…!
(I talked to him and it all worked out and felt better…! Aniki is seriously sooo cool…)
(... Huh? But how did he know ‘bout it already…?)
Monet: (I was lookin' forward to it, and before I knew it, it was night... I wonder what the party'll be like?)
… Aight. Pardon the intrusion!
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paleparearchive · 25 days
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Resolution Day
Monet's 1st initial 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )
Location: kitchen (morning) ; park (evening) | Characters: Monet, Renoir, Sisley, Bazille, Manet
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Monet: Aight, let's see what we got this morning... Oh, it's Manet-aniki! 'Morning!
Renoir: That's a huge amount of food for every day. It's amazing that you can eat that much in the morning.
Manet: What are you surprised about? It takes a lot of energy to make a good painting. Whether you take it or not, your performance for the day will be different. Even this is not enough.
Monet: As expected from ya, Manet-aniki! I'll have to learn from ya.
Mh-mh-mh-mmmh♪
Bazille: … Hey, Monet. That's a lot of food. Can you eat that much?
Monet: 'Course I can! I gotta afford this if I wanna be like Manet-aniki! Well then, bon appetit! Om, gnam gnam…
Monet: Gnam, gnam… Uuh, my stomach's gettin' tight... I'm still more than halfway through the meal…
Bazille: You're not a big eater by nature. You knew that was going to happen from the beginning.
Renoir: You shouldn't push yourself so hard, okay? I think energy is important, but I'm afraid you'll get stuck before you get there.
Sisley: That's right. It would be a shame to leave it behind, so I'll help you eat it.
Monet: N-No, it's okay…! Manet-aniki could afford to eat this amount of food. I can do this too! Om, gnam gnam…
Uuuh… Hang in there, Monet… don't give up here. This is just 'nother step on the road to become like… Aniki… Bleurgh…
Bazille: Haah… At this rate, you'll never become like Manet-san, won't you? Guess I have no choice, I'd better get some stomach pills just in case.
Renoir: ~♪ ~~♪
… Ah, I've finished my red color. Hey, Sisley. Can I borrow some red paint?
Sisley: Yes, here. You're about to run out of yellow as well, so use it if you want, okay?
Renoir: Thank you. Well then, I'll feel free to use it.
Bazille: Geez, at least have some spare paint ready. You're too soft on him, Sisley.
Sisley: I don't mind. And it's nice to know that people can count on me.
Even so... It's so unusual for Monet not to be here. Normally, he would take the initiative to invite everyone. I wanted to call him, but he wasn't there. Where did he go?
Manet: Uff…
Renoir: Ah, it's Manet-san. Come to think of it, this park is Manet-san's running course. He's stoic as ever, isn't he? I can't believe that he even builds up his body in order to create the best pictures. I admire him, but I can't go that far... Huh?
Bazille: What's wrong, Renoir?
Renoir: Hey, isn't that one over there Monet?
Monet: Haah, haah… M-Manet-aniki… Wa…it, plea…se…
(No way… I'm at my limit…)
Sisley: Monet! Are you okay!?
Monet: Ah… You guys… Why are ya here?
Sisley: We came here to paint. And you, Monet…
Monet: Manet-aniki always runs at this time of the day, so I thought I'd do the same… Haah…
Bazille: I understand your respect for Manet-san, but you don't have to force yourself to imitate him. What if you break down, like you did at breakfast?
Renoir: Certainly, gluttony and running have nothing to do directly with painting.
Monet: … I know y'all worried 'bout me. But… I was impressed not only by Manet-aniki's paintings, but also by his way of life.
Sisley: His way of life?
Monet: Yeah, it was right after Manet and I were mistaken for each other at an exhibition…
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Cleaning is a Treasure Hunt
Millet's New Year 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )
Location: Hokusai, Kuroda & Hiroshige's room | Characters: Millet, Jan, Hubert, Hiroshige
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Hubert: I've been curious about this for a while–
Millet: … Curious about what?
Hubert: This is what I mean.
Millet: Is this… ink? That's what Hokusai-san and the others use.
Hubert: Right. I… I've never used ink before. It's smoother than paint, so I was curious about how comfortable it would be to draw with.
Millet: Indeed, I've been wanting to use it for a while too. Is it really different from paint?
Jan: Bert-nii!
Hubert: Jan! What's wrong?
Jan: I came to help youuu! You're cleaning Hokusai-nii's room, right? Kuroda-sensei told me!
Hubert: I see. Thank you, you're a good boy, Jan.
Jan: Hehehe♪
Ah, the one you have, it's that thing Hokusai-nii has! It's called “ink”, right?
Hubert: Yes, that's right. Are you curious about it too, Jan?
Jan: Yeah! I thought it would be fun. I can try it... or is it a no-no?
Hubert: You can't. I told you, you can't use other people's things without permission, okay?
Jan: Awww… But why not?
Hubert: Because no. If you want to use it, you need to ask Hokusai-san and get his approval.
Jan: But, but I saw Hokusai-nii going outside? He said he was going to the atelier.
Millet: Hokusai-san got lost again…
(If he doesn't come back after a while, we might as well go looking for him. It would be a big problem if he got in trouble with the police again.)
Jan: I never know where Hokusai-nii is going to end up… Just a bit! Just a little bit... Please, Bert-nii!
Hubert: … Alright. When Hokusai-san comes back, tell him, okay?
Jan: Okay!
Millet: (After all, Hubert has a soft spot for Jan.)
Jan: *scribbles* Woaah, amazing! I can paint better than paint! Hahaha, it's fuuun! Hey, hey! Let's draw together, Bert-nii, Millet-nii!
Hubert: Huh? Us as well?
Millet: But I feel bad for Hokusai-san…
Jan: If it's about Hokusai-nii, he's kind, so no worries! Besides, isn't it more fun if we all do it together? C'mon! Let's all draw together!
Millet: …
Hubert: …
Millet: Hubert… We can use it just for a while, don't you think?
Hubert: Right… I'm so curious that I can't seem to get around to cleaning…
Jan: Hooray, let's do it!
Hiroshige: Phew, I'm still in the middle of production, but I'll go back to my room and rest a bit. Come to think of it, I heard that Millet-dono and Hubert-dono are cleaning up Hokusai-dono's place. That was… pretty messy, you know.
Morita, if those two are having trouble, please help them.
Morita: Yes, understood.
Hiroshige: Millet-dono, Hubert-dono. Greetings–
Jan: Woaaah, Bert-nii, Millet-nii too, that's amazing, amaazing!
Millet: Thank you. Ink is so easy to draw with.
Hubert: Right! Let's try something else.
Jan: Okay then, this time on this paper…
Hiroshige: It's even messier than this morning… This is… oh my…
Millet: Alright, done! What should I paint next?
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Cleaning is a Treasure Hunt
Millet's New Year 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )
Location: kitchen (morning) ; Hokusai, Kuroda & Hiroshige's room | Characters: Millet, Hokusai, Kuroda, Hubert
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Kuroda: Oh? Today's breakfast is more luxurious than usual.
Millet: I had extra ingredients for New Year's, so I thought I'd use them up.
Hubert: This was my first time making New Year's food, so I bought a few too many ingredients.
Kuroda: I see. Both the osechi and zoni were delicious. It's been a long time since I've enjoyed the taste of my hometown.
Millet: Haha, I'm glad you're pleased with it.
Hokusai: Yaaawn…
Millet: Ah, Hokusai-san. Good morning.
Hokusai: 'Morning. Got any breakfast left?
Hubert: Yes. Please wait for me to prepare it.
Hokusai: Aight. … Yaaawn.
Kuroda: That's a lazy yawn. Where did you sleep today?
Hokusai: Uuuh, at the “entrance”. I was woken up by 'em tellin' me to get ready before comin' to the museum.
Millet: (Huh? He was sleeping at the entrance…)
Kuroda: Jeez, the room is so dirty that you have to sleep somewhere else. Why don't you start cleaning it up?
Hokusai: I mean, even if I didn't clean it, it's still good, right? It ain't necessary.
Millet: Uhm… hold on a second. If it's about your room, Hubert and I just cleaned it last week…
Kuroda: Sigh… Does that mean you have created a mountain of garbage in one week? If you're human, why don't you learn to clean up?
Hokusai: Nuh uh, can't hear ya.
Hubert: Thanks for waiting, Hokusai-san.
Hokusai: Oh, thanks! Then, time to eat.
Kuroda: Hold on, Katsushika. We're not done talking yet.
Hokusai: Food's more important than talkin', right? Because food's best eaten while it's hot!
Millet: …
Hubert: What's the matter, Millet-san?
Millet: It looks like Hokusai-san's room is a mess…
Hubert: Huh, already!?
Millet: Yeah… I'll go check on it later.
Hubert: Even though we just cleaned it last week, it's a real mess… Normally it would last a little longer, but…
Millet: It was after the New Year's holidays, maybe it has something to do with that. It might be a talent, in a way, to be able to make such a mess in a week.
(Actually, Kuroda-san and Hiroshige-san's places are clean.)
With all this clutter, it's going to take some time, so let's get started.
Hubert: Yes!
Millet: (Is this... some kind of painting material? It's covered with dust, maybe he doesn't use it anymore. I'll put it all together and check with Hokusai-san later.)
Hubert: Ah…
Millet: Are you alright, Hubert?
Hubert: Yes, I almost stepped on a book…
Millet: Hokusai-san puts all kinds of things on the floor, if you're not careful, you might accidentally step on them. Can you lend me that book? I'll put it together with these materials.
Hubert: Understood!
Millet: Phew… We can see the floor now. Let's just get this over with at once, okay?
Hubert: …
Millet: Hubert?
Hubert: Ah, sorry. Actually, I just found this–
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Millet's Birthday 4★ story (3/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: atelier (night) ; bathroom | Characters: Millet, Giotto, Delacroix, Jan, Hubert, Aoi/MC
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Millet: Woah!?
Jan: Hooraaay! The surprise was a great success! Bert-nii!
Millet: Jan, and also… everyone else… why…?
Delacroix: The heck ya talkin' 'bout? Ya should at least remember your own birthday.
Millet: !
Delacroix: Here, take it now. It's your birthday present.
Millet: T… Thank you…
Hubert: Sorry for confusing you. It's something I've been planning for some time.
Millet: Huh…
Hubert: When we were talking about the birthday party the other day, I remembered that yours was next. Since you didn't notice it, we thought of doing a surprise… and that's it.
Jan: You're always thinking of us, so this time we all wanted to make you feel happy!
Millet: I never thought I would be celebrated at all. Really... I was surprised.
Aoi: Fufu, It's just like you to forget your own birthday, though. But you're an important part of this museum and you deserve to be celebrated. Here's a present from me, too.
Millet: Even you prepared one for me, Miss Deputy? You went to a lot of trouble… for me…
Everyone, really, thank you…! I never thought my birthday would turn out like this…
Delacroix: I was a bit nervous that ya could've found out. Hubert ain't very good at hidin' things, and Jan wanted to tell ya right away…
Giotto: Didn't ya try to ask him directly for the gift he wanted, Delacroix?
Delacroix: ! T-That's…!
Giotto: Well, I can see why you'd want to give him the gift he wants most.
So, Millet. How was Delacroix's gift? Heard it's an extraordinary present that was decided based on your usual appearance.
Delacroix: Hey, Giotto! Don't say unnecessary things!
Millet: I'm very happy. I'll treasure it.
Delacroix: … Tch. Don't throw it away by mistake.
Millet: Hahaha, don't worry.
Hubert: Well then, let's all enjoy the feast before it gets cold.
Jan: Yaaaay! Yaaaay!
Millet: Thank you so much for everything. This is the most wonderful birthday I've ever had in my life…!
Aoi: Have a lot of fun today.
Millet: Yes…!
Millet: (I had a great time yesterday…)
Ah, good morning. Delacroix.
Delacroix: Hi. … Did ya see the gift I gave ya yesterday?
Millet: Yes, of course. Thanks.
Delacroix: … It's only natural to celebrate a friend's birthday.
Millet: Delacroix…
Delacroix: Well then, put on your present and get your shit together.
Well, I've got some paintin' to do. See ya.
Millet: Ah, yes. See you later.
… Friend, huh? I wonder if everyone celebrated me because they felt that way. Even this gift…
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Millet: … Haha. I'm even happier than yesterday. My birthday didn't have that much impact on me that I had forgotten about it myself. Now I think it's something very special.
… Everyone, thank you. I'm going to treasure this gift.
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Silly Birthday
Millet's Birthday 4★ story (2/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: kitchen (morning) ; Courbet & Millet's room ; atelier (night) | Characters: Millet, Giotto, Jan, Hubert
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Millet: Well then, let's prepare for dinner.
Hubert: Alright. Jan, we'll take care of the rest, so go play.
Jan: Okaaaay!
Hubert: Millet-san, I'll boil and mash the potatoes for the cold soup.
Millet: Okay, thank you. About what I was saying earlier, do you think we should think about Watteau's birthday?
Hubert: Uh, ah… Huh?
Millet: It's going to be a fancy party, I'm sure of it. What kind of food do you think would be good?
Hubert: Uh… uhm, uuuuuhm, let's see… I-Isn't the birthday present more important than that? If you could tell me what kind of gift you would want…
Millet: Huh? What's the use of asking me what I like?
Hubert: ! No, it's just, I thought it would be helpful…!
Millet: …? Then you should probably ask Renoir rather than me. He's good friends with Watteau and I'm sure he'll be able to come up with some gift ideas that he'll like.
Hubert: W-Well… Ah, how do you feel about surprises?
Millet: It might be nice. I think Watteau will be happy about it. If we're going to do it, we have to do it in the most spectacular way possible.
Hubert: No, it's not Watteau-san I'm asking about… ah, uhm, right, it's about Watteau-san, but…
Millet: What's going on?
Hubert: I… It's nothing…!
Millet: I don't think so... Is something wrong…?
Hubert: Uh, ah, no, it's nothing–!
Giotto: Heey, Hubert. Jan told me, y'know?
Millet: Ah, Giotto-san.
Giotto: ! A-Ah, Millet. I thought Hubert was the only one here.
Millet: We were preparing dinner together. What were you saying about Jan?
Giotto: Uuuh… Well, what was it? He asked me to help Hubert.
Hubert: Ah, t-then I'd like to ask you a few questions individually, if you don't mind? Millet-san, I'm going to sit out for a while.
Millet: Okay, got it. See you.
… What is it that he wanted to ask for individually? Well, whatever. How should we celebrate Watteau, anyway…
(I know he likes fancy, but what does fancy mean in the first place? I can't come up with anything on my own. I guess I should ask Renoir…)
Hubert: I'm back.
Millet: Huh? What about Giotto-san?
Hubert: I asked for his help and he's doing that.
Millet: What was that all about? I can't believe you went to the trouble of asking for individual help.
Hubert: … It's about the “birthday”.
Millet: Ah, I see. It's about Watteau's birthday, right? I'm sure Giotto-san will do what he can to make it better. I'll do my best on the cooking part. You'll help me, right, Hubert?
Hubert: Yes, of course.
Millet: (I'm glad preparations for Watteau's birthday party have gone well since then. Now we just need to get the food for the day…)
… Huh?
(What is this letter… “I have an interesting idea about the birthday thing we talked about the other day, I'll discuss it with you in the atelier.”)
(...? Is this Hubert? Well, I'll just go to the atelier.)
Millet: Hubert? I'm here, but what's the interesting–
*confetti*
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Silly Birthday
Millet's Birthday 4★ story (1/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: kitchen (morning) | Characters: Millet, Jan, Hubert
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Millet: … Ah, Hubert. I've already washed that plate.
Hubert: Ah, is that so? Sorry.
Millet: I'm the one who should be sorry, because I put it in a hard to find place too. Can I ask you to wash this one?
Hubert: Sure. Then I'll leave the pot to you.
Millet: Alright, got it.
Jan: Bert-nii, Bert-nii! Can I do somethiiing?
Hubert: Then, can you wipe the dishes after I wash them?
Jan: Okaaaaay! Wipe, wipe…
… Hey hey, Bert-nii.
Hubert: Yes? What now?
Jan: Lately I feel like I haven't been to a party in a long timeee. I wanna do more of them!
Millet: Hahaha, we can do it whenever there's a celebration.
Jan: Regular meals are delicious, but I also crave party treats. The last one we did was for Giotto-nii's birthday! I wanna do moreee!
Hubert: Hmmm… There aren't many opportunities for parties in September…
Millet: It's a shame, since it's autumn. Food is abundant, isn't it? I can think of plenty of dishes to showcase at a party.
Hubert: You can also make sweets with pumpkin, chestnuts and sweet potatoes.
Jan: Woaaah! That's good! I wanna eat theeem!
Millet: … Ah, right. Now that you mention it, it reminds me. I have some vegetables that I left untouched, thinking I would harvest them later. I'll go get some.
Hubert: Ah, alright. See you later.
Jan: Siiigh. It would be even more wonderful if I could have a birthday treat with sweets made by Bert-nii~
Hubert: Fufu. That would be very nice– … Huh? Come to think of it, the next birthday is…
Millet: I'm back, guys.
Jan: Ah, ah, uh, uhm, welcome back!
Millet: …?
Hubert: We'll save the harvested vegetables again. We may want to make pickles.
Millet: Ah, alright. Oh yeah, about what we were talking about earlier. I think it'll be Watteau's birthday soon.
Jan: Huh, but the next–
Hubert: … Jan.
Jan: I-It's nothiiiing!
Millet: …? What's wrong?
Hubert: Ah, no, it's just… R-Right, we were going to discuss the menu for tonight's dinner.
Millet: ? If that's the case, I thought we had talked about it over lunch…
Hubert: No, I thought about it again and decided that another menu would be better! Right, Jan! We were talking about that!
Jan: Y-Yeah! That's right! I said it's warm today and I wanted a cold meal!
Hubert: So, Millet-san, let's come up with something good for the menu!
Millet: I don't mind, but…
… Ah, how about using the vegetables I just harvested? They taste better when they're fresh and I want to hear what everyone thinks.
Hubert: Good idea. So, let's talk about a vegetable-based dish…
Jan: I want jelly for desseeert! The sweetest one!
Millet: That might be just the right thing for a warm night. Then let's think in the direction of making jelly too.
Jan: Yaaay! Thank you, Millet-nii!
Hubert: … Phew. I was able to fool him for the time being… wasn't I?
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The Bonds Oranges Connect
Millet's initial 4★ story (3/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: museum reception (morning) ; garden (morning) | Characters: Millet, Van Gogh, Munch, Hubert, Hiroshige, Aoi/MC
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Aoi: Van Gogh-kun, what's the emergency?
Van Gogh: You'll know when you see it... Look!
Aoi: Huh? Ah…!
Millet: W-Why are there so many customers…?
Old woman: Thank you for sharing with me the other day. It was delicious. I came to see your paintings today.
Millet: My paintings…?
Old woman: See, I got a postcard with the oranges, didn't I? And my grandson was interested in it.
Boy: Hey, hey. Where are the picturees? I really wanna see them!
Aoi: So that's it… Thank you.
Old woman: It's getting a good reputation among my friends who received the oranges. We all rushed here.
Aoi: I'm glad to hear that. Thank you very much. Please take a look at the real paintings.
Old lady: Well then, I'll take my time to take a look.
Hubert: … The postcards are the ones that the director told us to take with us to share, right…?
Van Gogh: I see! We handed them out to get everyone to come to the museum!
Hiroshige: So Deputy-dono was thinking that far. I didn't realize that even the sharing of the food would be used to promote the museum…
Munch: Amazing! My friends are also a bit surprised to see so many people.
Aoi: My job is to get a lot of people to see the artists' paintings, you know. It's nice to see so many visitors like this.
Millet: Miss Deputy…
Aoi: Alright, everyone! Explain the paintings to the customers. Make them love your paintings even more!
Millet: Right!
Aoi: (Phew… Finally, it's time to close the museum. It was a busy day today.)
Millet: It was a tough day, but we had a lot of visitors.
Aoi: Yeah! Ah… However… Millet-kun, I'm sorry. I ended up using your sharing as a promotion for the museum. I know you made the suggestion out of pure generosity, but…
Millet: Don't worry about it. The oranges I made were useful for the museum. Besides, I was happy to see so many customers looking at my paintings.
Aoi: Millet-kun…
Millet: Miss Deputy. Thanks for always thinking of us artists.
Aoi: No way… I didn't do much at all.
Millet: I… I like cooking and growing crops, but lately I've been enjoying painting as well. I'm glad I came to this museum.
Aoi: (If he says so, then I'm also glad. I guess it makes a little sense for me to be here.)
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Millet: It looks like the oranges around here are ready to eat. I'm very grateful to you, Miss Deputy. So, here. It's very colorful and looks delicious, so eat it.
Aoi: Can I have it?
Millet: You may have eaten a lot of them, though…
Aoi: I'll never get tired of them. These are oranges that you put so much effort into.
Millet: Hahaha, I'm kind of embarrassed when you say so.
I can only give you that orange now, but I'll paint a better picture and give it to you. Because I'm an artist.
Aoi: Okay, I'm looking forward to it.
(Then I hope many customers will see those wonderful paintings again… That's what… I'm supposed to do! Okay, I'll start working hard again tomorrow!)
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The Bonds Oranges Connect
Millet's initial 4★ story (2/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: kitchen (morning) ; atelier (morning) | Characters: Millet, Van Gogh, Munch, Jan, Hubert, Hiroshige, Aoi/MC
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Hiroshige: Mmmh… It has a harmonious balance of sourness and sweetness. Everyone, you're all very good cooks.
Jan: Yeah! Bert-nii's sweets are always so delicious! Today's sweets are also very tastyyy!~
Aoi: He always makes them for you, so he's used to it. They look so pretty, like the ones sold in shops!
Hubert: Fufu, I'm glad they were good.
Van Gogh: Mmmh! This orange jam is delicious! Millet-san, can I have some more bread?
Millet: Yes, shall I go and slice more of it?
Munch: Milley. Can I share this bread with Kojima-san and the others?
Millet: Yes, just a bit of it.
Munch: Okaaay!
Millet: Do you want some bread too, Miss Deputy?
Aoi: Thank you. Then, I'll take it.
Millet: Okay, here. And also this, if you like.
Jan: Huh? Millet-nii, what's that? Why a sweet potato? And the orange?
Millet: This is a sweet potato stewed in orange. Do you want to try it?
Jan: … Tasty! It's tasty, Millet-nii!
Millet: Is that so? Then I'm glad.
Jan: Hey, you try it too, Bert-nii! Aaaaah…
Hubert: Hm… it's true. It's sweet and sour, it's delicious.
Aoi: (Fufu, everyone is having fun…)
Millet: Is something the matter, Miss Deputy?
Aoi: No, I was glad we could all eat together like this.
Millet: You're right. I'm glad you enjoyed the oranges. It was worth taking good care of them.
… Thanks for helping me too, Miss Deputy.
Aoi: You're welcome, but… in the end, I couldn't do much. I'm sorry. I just got to be treated by everyone else as a guest. I guess I should learn to cook a little more.
Millet: But that's okay, isn't it? You're always working so hard for the museum. Leave the cooking to me, at least.
Aoi: Fufu, if you put it that way, you're also working hard as an artist to create paintings. I'm glad you're cooking for us, but please don't overdo it.
Millet: Yes, I know. I'm an artist by profession. Ah, here, eat some more.
Aoi: Yes… It's really delicious.
Millet: I'm glad.
Jan: Hmmm, I'm full…
Hubert: It seems quite difficult to eat this amount of food.
Hiroshige: Even if we ate it every day with all the artists in the museum, it would probably take quite a while… Won't it rot in the meantime?
Van Gogh: I'll eat oranges for every meal!
Millet: Hahaha, you don't have to force yourself to eat that much.
Van Gogh: But… It would be a waste if they got ruined.
Millet: Hmmm… that's true. What should we do?
Jan: Hmmm, we could try to eat them ourselves… But Millet-nii's oranges are so delicious, I wish more people could try them.
Millet: … Ah, then how about sharing them with the neighbors?
Hiroshige: That's a good idea. And it will keep the oranges from spoiling.
Munch: The birds will be happy and I'm sure everyone else will be too!
Aoi: The birds…?
Van Gogh: I think it means that they'll be happy if you share those with them, like bread?
Aoi: Aah, I see. You were sharing bread earlier. If you want to share, I'll go with you. I'm indebted to the people of the city.
Hubert: Then it might be nice to share orange jam or cookies as well, not just fruit.
Millet: Right. Let's make small portions for easy distribution.
Jan: I'll help!
Aoi: (Looks like Millet-kun is having fun. I'm sure the people of the city would love it. But it would be nice if we could also show the people of the city how great they are as artists... I know!)
Hey guys. There's something I'd like you to take with you when we go to share–
Hiroshige: The distribution event the other day was a huge success and everyone in town enjoyed it.
Hubert: Yes, it's nice to see them so happy. It's worth making it…
Millet: We still have oranges, so it would be nice to make something else to share.
Hubert: Then I'd like to include different sweets than the other day.
Millet: Yes, that would be good–
Van Gogh: Everyone, it's an emergency!
Aoi: V-Van Gogh-kun…?
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The Bonds Oranges Connect
Millet's initial 4★ story (1/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: kitchen (morning) | Characters: Millet, Van Gogh, Munch, Jan, Hubert, Hiroshige, Aoi/MC
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Van Gogh: Mmmh, this tea is so good. I love it!
Aoi: That's true. A subtle sweetness spreads on the palate... It's kind of a relaxing taste.
(It's a very nice day, a relaxing day off…)
???: I-I'm sorry, please step aside for a momeeeent.
Aoi: Uh, w… what is this!? So many oranges…!? Woaaah, they're falling!
Van Gogh: Woaaaah… More and more oranges…! We have to catch them!!
Millet: Huh? … Ah, sorry!!
Aoi: Millet-kun!? A-Are you okay? I'll help you carry them!
Van Gogh: I'll hold the other side of the basket! Millet-san, hold on to it!
Millet: T-Thank you, both of you… I guess I piled up too many…
Aoi: Hey, Millet-kun. What's this about?
Millet: Hahaha… I grew oranges, but I grew too many of them…
Aoi: Oranges… The ones that were originally in the museum's garden?
Millet: Yes. They seemed a little down, so I started working on them about a month ago. Then, they grew up better than I expected.
Van Gogh: Millet-san, that's amazing! I can't believe you could grow oranges so quickly. I was watching while I was painting in the garden and the oranges just kept growing!
Millet: I used to help my parents take care of their fruits and vegetables. I'm used to it.
Aoi: I see…
(But I wonder, is it just because he's used to it that they grew up so fast…?)
Millet: Phew… But I still have some that I haven't harvested yet. If I leave them unharvested, they'll rot.
Aoi: Huh, there's still more!? That would be a waste. Then I'll harvest them too!
Van Gogh: I'll go talk to the others then! We'll finish faster if we do it in a big group!
Millet: Ah, yes. Thank you!
Millet: Phew… It's finally over. Thanks to everyone's help, we harvested a lot.
Jan: Wooooow!~ Bert-nii, there's so many oranges!
Hubert: Yes, they smell really good. It's a sign of freshness.
Munch: Hehehe, my friends helped out too!
Hiroshige: Everyone, great job. No, really... That's a huge amount.
Aoi: Yes, Morita-san helped us a lot. But there were still some oranges left…
Van Gogh: It seemed impossible to harvest all of them at once!
Millet: Right. I mean, it's nice to have harvested them, but... After all, at this rate, they're going to rot before we can eat them.
Van Gogh: I see. Hmmmm, what should we do?
Jan: Hey heeey, I got thirsty after working so hard. Bert-nii, I wanna drink juice!
Hubert: Alright, alright. Millet-san, can I make juice with these oranges?
Millet: Yes, of course.
Munch: Ooooh, good idea. I want it too. My friends say they're thirsty too!
Hiroshige: Hm… That might be a good idea. Here, Morita.
Morita: My lord, I have already narrowed down the number of people for such a situation.
Van Gogh: I see… That's right! We can process oranges into all sorts of things!
Aoi: Ah, right. That's one way to do it!
Hubert: Then how about making jam? It can also be used to make sweets.
Jan: I love the sweets Bert-nii makes!
Hubert: Right, right. Well then, let's get on with it and make something.
Van Gogh: All right, I'll help too!
Millet: Okay. Then I'll peel them for now.
Hubert: Oh, could you save the peels, so I can make marmalade jam?
Millet: Alright, got it. Then I'll separate them.
Hiroshige: Then let me help you, too. Morita, please help everyone.
Morita: Understood.
Van Gogh: Miss Curator, looks like we'll be able to use up all the oranges!
Aoi: Fufu, that's right. Millet-kun, is there anything I can do?
Millet: Well then, let's see… Can you peel the oranges for me, Miss Deputy?
Aoi: Understood!
(But even with processing, there are so many... Can we consume them with just everyone at the museum?)
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A Gift from the Heart
Millet's 2nd initial 3★ story (2/2) ( 1 - 2 )
Location: kitchen (morning) ; garden (morning) | Characters: Millet, Courbet, Renoir, Delacroix, Aoi/MC
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Millet: Mmmh… In the end, what can I give them that will make them happy? I never saw my mom and dad wanting anything in the first place.
Aoi: Is that so? Then we don't even have a clue what they would want…
Delacroix: … I was thinkin'. Ya want your father and mother to be happy, right, Millet? Then, ain't they the happiest when you're doin' well paintin' pictures?
Millet: …!
Aoi: Yes… You're right! As expected from you, Delacroix-kun. That's a good point.
Courbet: That's a decent idea, coming from you.
Delacroix: Hey, the hell ya mean with that!?
Millet: Me doing well and painting pictures, huh? Okay! I think it's a good opportunity to draw something for Mom and Dad and give it to them…
Renoir: Yeah, I think it's very nice.
Millet: Alright, I've made up my mind! Everyone, thank you for your hard thinking about it. I'll try to draw it right away!
Aoi: (It's been a few days since then…)
Was Millet-kun able to draw the picture for the present?
Renoir: Well, I wonder. Ah, speak of the devil… Look, it looks like they're doing something in front of the vegetable garden.
Aoi: You're right. Millet-kun. And Courbet-kun as well…
(What is it? Are they taking care of the vegetables…?)
Uhm, are you two…
Courbet: Huh? Ah, deputy director.
Aoi: Ah… Millet-kun. So you were just painting the picture. Is that a postcard?
Millet: Yeah. I wanted to give it to Mom and Dad.
Aoi: Is that so? Can I see?
Millet: Of course. It's almost finished.
Aoi: (Wow, it's a picture of farmers. So that's why he was in front of the vegetable garden…)
Delacroix: Oh, ain't those your parents? You're drawin' a nice picture, arentcha?
Millet: Ah, Delacroix. Yeah… thanks to you.
Aoi: So these are your parents. They seem to be very close. Do they always work together like in this picture?
Millet: Yeah, they did farming together all the time when I was in the countryside. They fight sometimes, but they're very close.
Aoi: I see… They seem like a lovely couple.
Millet: Haha… Thanks. It's kind of embarrassing.
Delacroix: Your dad is a good-natured guy and your mom's always smilin'.
Aoi: You seem to know Millet-kun's parents very well, Delacroix-kun.
Delacroix: Well, y'know. His parents took good care of me, too.
Aoi: (I see. Come to think of it, the two of them are childhood friends.)
Millet: Seeing my father and mother happily working in the fields made me fall in love with farming as well.
Renoir: Fufu, you really like your parents, Millet.
Millet: Oh well. It's a little embarrassing to put into words…
Courbet: Even if you can't put it into words, the picture will convey it properly.
Millet: Convey it, you say… I hope they get the message.
Delacroix: You gotta be more confident. Your paintings are recognized by the customers.
Millet: …! Yes. Now… it's complete!
Renoir: … Millet, that's a very nice painting.
Delacroix: I'm glad it turned out to be a good picture.
Aoi: Yes. It's kind of heartwarming to look at this picture.
Courbet: Yeah, you're right. I'm sure Millet's parents will be happy with this.
Millet: Everyone, thank you.
Aoi: … I would love to have a painting like this on display at the museum. I'm sure that the audience who comes to see it will also feel warm.
Delacroix: Millet, you've got your next work.
Millet: Yes, I'll do my best!
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