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Liszt’s lips were graceful and seductive; they tasted like freedom and love. The two things she needed the most in his life.
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Sousuke came running to the Otowakan and shouted to the four winds the news:
"Kanae kissed a boy!"
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"He was looking for that little detail, a trigger that would made the memory flourish."
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- Part 1 of Mozart, Memories and Musik
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"[...] she let out the pain and frustration of not being able to see her daughters anymore."
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“April 9, 1813 is a date you will never forget, right?”
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Tchaiko dreaming of cold orchestras and endless days of snow.
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"Because if Liszt smiles in that way, if her love and understanding do not leave him, everything will be fine."
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sealed with wax/ sealed with a kiss by rosewritingprose (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Classicaloid (Anime)
05 Dec 2017
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To shed her shackles and soar into the light was what consumed the prisoner's dreams, but reality wasn't as simple. Goddesses, consequences, and her own folly could complicate reality.
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"It's been a while, hasn't it?" He says, eyes not leaving the screen. "Since we went to an amusement park. It might be fun, Kanae, with all the games and stuff."
Chopin pads into the room, silently, his box tucked under his arm- at the mention of games, he sets it down and takes a seat next to an armchair with seeming curiosity, content to gather information on this subject that has piqued his interest.
"See, even Chopin wants to go," Mozart whines, pouting at Kanae. "Come on, come on-"
"Fine," she grumbles, setting the broom against the wall and crossing her arms. "I guess we can go this weekend- no, not tomorrow! Sousuke and I have class," she reminds him.
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- Part 1 of date tropes + betokanae
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Bach becomes a more frequent visitor at the Otowa house. He seems to have his own reasons for getting close to Kanae- Beethoven doesn't know what they are, but he doesn't like them.
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For the first time in months, Franz Peter Schubert woke up from another nightmare.
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¿Cómo reaccionan los ClassicaLoid con el primer beso de Kanae?
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Tal como en su anterior vida, Beto es capaz de seguir a su maestro hasta el fin del mundo. Pero ahora no es admiración, es simple y llanamente amistad.
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Detrás de cada sentimiento, cada acción y gesto, se esconde un recuerdo de su vida pasada; acompaña a Moz en la conmovedora búsqueda de sus memorias. Drabbles basados en extractos de las cartas de Mozart.
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Hay recuerdos demasiado dolorosos para un ClassicaLoid, y Bąda eleva sus plegarias por el dolor que su propio recuerdo le causa. Sólo Bach puede entenderla y consolarla en esos momentos tan difíciles.
∆Este fic participa de la actividad temática del grupo de Facebook “Lo que callamos los fanfickers”.∆
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When Schuu's Musik once again produces out of control results - the gang is turned into their kindergarten selves, with Franz left as the only adult he must manage them until the Musik wears off, or until he can figure out a way to change everyone back!
Inspired by fanart @piiess
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In which Mitsuru has had enough, and causes romance to blossom under the stars.
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Ever wondered what a dating sim with your favorite magical composers would be like? Here's my take on the idea!
Currently Mozart and Schubert chapters, but eventually there will be at least all 5 of the Otowa classicaloids! -
The one with the bath scene by treblewrites for classica-mozart
Fandoms: Classicaloid (Anime)
13 Jul 2017
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When Motsu is injured on a trip away from Otowakan, Beto comforts him. Written for BetoMotsu May
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With your smile I am undone by Waistcoat35
Fandoms: Classicaloid (Anime), Classical Music RPF
05 Jul 2017
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Ludwig scrubbed a hand over his face, staring blearily into his morning coffee as he listened to the idle chatter of Kanae and Liszt, the half-hearted arguing between Schubert and Mozart. One minute it would be overbearingly loud and cause his head to bang and frown lines to appear on his forehead; the next it would be disconcertingly muffled, fading in and out. He was unsure which was more terrifying to him.