Monday, January 28, 2013

Ari Reviews: Every Day




Buying this book instead of a paperback version of John Green's
The Fault in Our Stars proved to be quite a good choice. Though
about P525.00 (around $13-14) of my savings were spent, I can
definitely assure you that this book was worth the cash.

So, I introduce to you David Levithan's Every Day.
Spoilers may lie ahead, click the read more to move on.

Started: 1.26.13
Finished: 1.27.13

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Thank You!


Seriously though, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. <3
It was just so amazing to start the day seeing the pageviews!

Alright, so initially, this blog was just for my scattered ideas.
But when I started posting what I wrote and seeing the stats...
I'm very shocked to see that people from different counties
actually read what I do! It's very touching, and I get all giddy 
when I think about it. c: 

It would be great if you guys checked out my tumblr, too!
Though not a place for writing, all of you can join me as I
fangirl over the craziest things, from books to television.

But that aside, seriously, thank you.
Pageviews may just be a number, but that's
partly what keeps me going and updating.

Friday, January 25, 2013

Ari Reviews: Les Miserables

             
 Hello, and good evening! A few nights ago, I recall watching Les Miserables for the very first time. Not the Broadway or such version, but the film one that was recently released. Now, I had some pretty good expectations for this movie. My friends had been raving about it online and offline, and after finally getting a copy of the film from my friend, I sat on the bed, turned on the laptop, and finally watched the movie everyone's been talking about.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, here is my review on Les Miserables. It's my first time to do such a thing, so please bear with me. Now, onto the review!
Note: There WILL be spoilers. Don't read if you would not like to be spoiled.
Also, historical inaccuracies can be told through the comments section. 


Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Something's Bubbling.

So, a good morning/afternoon/evening to all my readers! Arianne Maxine here, and I'll be posting plans for things I'll most likely be posting within this month to February that are completely not related to my usual posts of lit, fanfics, and such. Watch out for the following posts! 

  • A Review on Les Miserables: Oh dear Lord I definitely plan to do this. ver since I've watched it last night, I've been itching to do at least a small review on what I thought of, from the casting to the soundtrack itself. This will be my main priority. EDIT: Completed! 
  •  A Rant on the High School Caste System: Something that's been bubbling up in my mind ever since the start of the year. This will be purely opinion and experience based, so if your views don't match it mine, keep in mind that this is seen from my own point of view, alright? EDIT: Completed!
  •  Recommended Movies and Such: Still tentative, as I'll have to be listing down movies I've already watched. I'll most likely be putting down five to ten movies, with short summaries, why you should watch it, and who would definitely enjoy it (like, the action-lover, etc). 
  •  Recommended Artists and/or Bands: Self-explanatory! This will be coming from my iTunes, mind you. There are possibilities that bands/groups from the 80's and/or 90's would appear. Again, this is a tentative plan. 

That's all! I'm hoping to get the Les Miserables review by this weekend, so watch out for that.







The Aftermath

I have successfully finished 
the 30 Day OTP Challenge!  

First off, the maker of the challenge is ericandy 
of tumblr. For those willing to see the full list 
of the challenges, this is is the link.

Secondly, for those wondering,
The OTP I used are:

Arianne Maxwell [OC]
Mail Jeevas [Death Note]

Mail Jeevas and Death Note are not mine.
Arianne and the OTP are merely what belong to me.
...actually only 1/2 of the OTP.
Because Matt isn't technically mine...

Anyway, I plan to focus more on my projects.
Such as: Royal Flush, In Cost Irae, and Hysteria.

Look out for those soon! 


Day Thirty: Hot


Day Thirty: Wednesday
Thirtieth Challenge: Doing Something Hot


When Matt cheerfully announced that morning that they would be going to a hot spring and resort that was two hours away from the city, he was met with a panicked yell in German. A had come out of the bedroom, waving folders stuffed with papers associated with work, telling him that now was not the right time to pack, get in the car, and speed off to the resort. Though it sounded pretty tempting to her, the thought of going away even for as long as a day stressed her out. There were cases to get to, meetings to attend, clues to analyze and coffee to drink. She protested against leaving with such short notice, until Matt took away the folders, rested his hands on her shoulders, and told her that he had already asked permission from her superior. She gave him a pained look and he offered his phone, telling her to call Matsuda just to confirm. And so she did, arguing with him at least for a few minutes until he ended the call. A handed back the phone to Matt silently, looked at the folders for a few seconds, and set them on the nearby table. With that, she finally went back to the bedroom, and he swore he could hear her panic about what to bring. Womanly things.

They departed the house at noon, having eaten a good lunch. The car was packed and the windows were locked as well as shut. A closed the lights and locked the front door, inspecting the house for a good five minutes until she said that they could go. Grinning, Matt led her into the car, got into the driver’s seat and whisked them away. For a good two hours, he drove and sang to some rock songs from the 90’s, tapping his fingers against the wheel to the beat of the music. A, on the other hand, did her hair carefully (settling with a simple braid eventually) and lightly applied make up, even though Matt gave her a look and told her she looked brilliant even without the added powders and such.

The drove across, and Matt was pleased at the lack of traffic. A eventually drifted off for a good hour, and woke up to him kissing her on the cheek. They had arrived at the resort, and as usual, A was dumbstruck. The place had differed from the last one they travelled to, which admittedly, was a long while back. He carried their bags (after refusing that A would carry her own) and checked in, snippily calling out the attention of the man who checked out his girlfriend’s legs, for she was in a sleeveless white top and red shorts. She blushed and scowled at the man, and was soon wheedled away by Matt, who had the key to the room. They had asked for someone to bring the bags to their room.

They left the check-in area and were led out, and they eventually reached the house where they were staying. The couple soon settled in and ended up cuddling on the couch of the Westernized house, similar to where they lived yet different at the same time. Turning to his girlfriend, Matt pecked her cheek and nuzzled her neck, smiling softly.

“So, what time do you want to go to the hot springs? We’ve got a week to spend here, just you and me…also the water, that is.” She chuckled and laced their fingers together.

“Anytime is alright with me.” He paused to think.

“Don’t drown on me, though, baby. I might have to supervise you in the hot springs…” she blinked and looked at him with a confused look on her face.

“Supervise? Love, don’t the males and females go into separate springs?”

He smirked slightly.

She understood.

“Matsumoto?”

He confirmed it by snorting and waving a letter he took from his pocket in the air. She took it, unfolding the paper and scanning the text written by the Englishman’s friend. Written in was a letter to the management, asking for them to have a private hot spring to themselves. There was a staple mark left behind, and she looked at him questioningly. Matt could only chuckle, and she decided not to press any longer. Knowing the man, it was probable that there was a large sum of money involved.

“Anyway, love, let’s make this trip worthwhile.” He kissed the top of her head and stood up. “Since you told me that the hot springs could be gone to anytime, how about we go there now? I’d like to see you relax, for once.” She blushed yet again and rolled her eyes, but secretly looked forward to the event. “And love – you can wear those, just bring an extra set of clothes. No bathing suits.”

“…no bathing suits?”

Matt doubled over in laughter.

* * * * *

They reached the hot springs, Matt carrying a small bag with the needed clothes in it. Winking, the Briton only told her that he would meet her in the springs. Panicked, she asked where they were, and he calmly replied that the springs were just there if she opened the door in front of her. Nervously, A asked what to do first, spotting all the signs in Japanese. Matt internally facepalmed and told her only the following:

To wash and rinse well, and to carry a towel with her. After that, he kissed her lightly and went to the other room, most likely wanting to give her privacy. She snorted at the thought. It wasn’t like they had never bathed together before.

She did just as told, stripping down and scrubbing her body in the shower cubicle. After doing so and carefully washing, she stepped out, wrapped her body in the towel to dry and realized it was stupid – she would be getting wet anyway, why bother? So she instead covered herself up with the towel, walked to the door, and stepped out to the springs.

A was stunned.

The springs held the perfect view of the sky, which was starting to darken just the slightest bit. Rocks made sure no one would fall off the edges, forming almost a rounded rectangular shape around. There were a right amount of plants, particularly trees, which shaded a small area backed up by flat rocks. She guessed that she and Matt would most likely stay there for the time being. Glancing around to make sure no one was there, she slowly discarded her towel and folded it, then set it on one of the rocks by the surface. Slowly stepping into the water, she sighed softly in relief at the warmth and went in until the waters reached her shoulders. It wasn’t so bad – she was surprised to find elevated rocks even underwater, by the edges as well, that acted as seats for people.

Waddling around, she tipped her head back into the water and let the water submerge her hair. Another sigh of relief came and she slowly looked back up, her hair now hanging down her back. Waiting for Matt to come, she decided to do a small swim around, despite feeling silly about it.

Her hair was tied up in a bun after her frustration at the strands getting in her view. Sinking down to wet her face, she shut her eyes and stayed there for a few seconds until looking back up. Rising from the waters, her face flushed pink.

Matt grinned at her, his hair damp as well as his sculpt chest.

“I expected to see a young woman relaxing, not a kitty testing the waters,” he teased.

She pouted at him.

“Shush. Let’s pretend you didn’t see that happening.” Matt smiled, unwrapping the towel from his waist and folding it, setting it on top of her own.

It took all her self restraint to not stare.

He stepped in and wrapped his arms around her, and Matt gently played with her hair. She turned to him and smiled faintly, slowly bringing them to the edge of the hot spring. They leaned against the flat side of the rock and he sighed softly, kissing her cheek and she then leaning her head into his neck.

“I like this a lot,” she murmured softly.

“I like it too.” He rubbed her shoulder slowly. “Up for a massage, lovely? I’m not sure if I want anyone from the service touching you, not after the creep who stared at your legs a while back.” She snorted.

“I can always get a female massager.”

“Mm, true.” He continued rubbing her shoulders, slowly working his way around and then onto her back. “But I like it more when I’m the one who massages you.”

She smiled.

“Maybe we can skip that part and go to the spa I saw a while ago on the way here.” Matt wrinkled his nose and made a face.

“Spa?”

“Spa. Probably get a manicure, a pedicure too if I’m up for it.” She wiggled her toes. “And then get some hair treatment, a facial, even…” she smirked playfully up at the man, who was astounded at her sudden planning.

“You’ve certainly warmed up to this place, haven’t you?”

“I like the services displayed.” She giggled at his facial expression. “But I like your services more and you know that very well, love.” Matt blushed lightly at that comment. “It doesn’t require payment, and even throws in a cuddling at the end.”

He laughed, pulling his beloved closer.

“Talk about my services more and I can throw in a hot cup of tea, if you wish.”

“Maybe later.” She closed her eyes and snuggled up against him, the heat of the water calming her down. “Mm…we have a week here. Maybe I can get all those treatments much after.” She felt him wrap his arms around her, and she sighed happily.

“Escape from the city life, yeah?”

“Definitely.” She opened her eyes and kissed him lightly on the lips. “And I’m going to make a lot of memories here with you.”

He grinned, satisfied. “I love you.”

“And I love you too.”




Day Twenty-Nine: Sweetness

Day Twenty-Nine: Tuesday
Twenty-Ninth Challenge: Doing Something Sweet

Author’s Note: I’m sorry if this isn’t my usual style.
I just watched Les Miserables and everything really hurts.
Let me just say that Eponine is the best ever I swear.

NOTE: I was able to write this on the assigned day, but not post. ^^



Arianne couldn’t believe Matt. She frowned and put her hands on her hips, tsking at the man in bed with a high fever. Her boyfriend smiled up at her weakly, a thermometer in his mouth and a wet cloth on his forehead. “I told you dancing in the rain wasn’t a good idea,” she scolded him. “And you were worried about me being the one getting sick…you’re ridiculous.” She pulled a chair and sat down by the bed, watching him groan softly in discomfort, the thermometer lolling about in his mouth.

“Why aren’t you sick, darling?” he managed, groaning a little more. “You danced with me yesterday…God, everything’s so cold and I’m under two layers of thick blankets. I’m sweating bullets.”

“Hush, you.” She took the thermometer out of his mouth and frowned. “You’re hitting forty…Christ, love. I’m not sick because I had an umbrella. And that’s your body’s way of fighting the fever.” She took away the cloth, wet it once more, and carefully put it back on his head. “I told you, you shouldn’t have danced…now look at you, sick in bed with a fever because of the bloody rain.” Her green eyes rebuked him, but the man knew that deep down, she was worried for him.

“Mm…” he chuckled weakly and smiled once more. “You’re adorable when you’re all maternal, baby. Maybe I should get sick more often.”

The disapproving look didn’t waver.

“Don’t you even try. Now don’t speak and rest up, I have much more work to do…” her gaze lingered on his sick form. “But I can’t do it now, obviously, because of your fever…goodness, love.” She sighed quietly and pecked the top of his head. “Rest up. I’ll make you a cup of tea, just how you like it. If you even try to sneak out of bed I will push you under the shower and make you have a cold one, I swear to God.” After giving him one last look, she stood up and walked out of their bedroom, to the kitchen to make the tea.

Back in bed, Matt merely chuckled and peeled off one of the blankets slowly. A strong gust of cold air hit him and his teeth chattered, and he pulled the blanket back on himself. It had been a while ever since he had been that sick…he shifted a little and found the right position, he sighing in relief. But it was true, though. Seeing her all worried and flustered all over him made the man smile.

In another room, Arianne prepared his tea as well as a light snack, a small sandwich. She could hear his groans from the room and she sighed, shaking her head. Matt was too reckless – not that she didn’t enjoy it – and his fever was his punishment for it. Picking up the small plate which had the cup and the food, she slowly made her way back to the room, where he was quietly waiting for her, still in bed and looking up at the ceiling. She smiled slightly at the sight.

“Matt? I have your tea,” she called softly, stepping into the room and setting the plate onto the table next to the bed. He grinned at the sight and attempted to sit up (which ended up with her scolding him and helping him sit up), leaning over to kiss her cheek.

“You’re amazing,” he told her with a wink, helping himself to the tea. She sat and watched as he slowly sipped its contents, a satisfied look appearing on his weary face. “You’d make a great mother, baby.”

Her face flushed scarlet.

“H-Hold on, I-I think that’s going a bit too far,” she stammered.

Matt laughed.

“Remember what you told me, love?” he looked at her with a catty smirk. “You told me you’d like to have my babies.”

“Y-You told me that wasn’t real – Matt, are you serious!?”

Her face was so red now, it was hilarious.

“Hey, I don’t mind.” He set the cup down and suddenly pulled her close, her lips nearing his. She could only gape at him with wide eyes and reddened cheeks. “You would make a great mother, lovely. I don’t even doubt that thought.” Seeing her hesitate, he kissed her fully on the lips, forgetting about his sickness momentarily. She protested for a moment before finally giving in, letting her hands run through his red hair and her lips lock with his own tea-stained ones for a few seconds before pulling away.

“If you get me sick, you’re taking care of me.”

“I wouldn’t mind.” He winked. “As long as it includes spending time with you.”

True enough, Arianne had caught a fever the next few days.