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To those of you who want Tasokare Hotel Fanart, first thing to know is that Pixiv basically has all of it, along with Twitter that is, these are the tags:
誰ソ彼ホテル(Tasokare Hotel)
おおねこ(Osoto x Neko)
あとねこ (Atori x Neko)
おおあと(Osoto x Atori)
あとルリ(Atori x Ruri)
ルリねこ (Ruri x Neko)
おおルリ(Osoto x Ruri)
阿鳥遥斗 (Atori Haruto)
大外聖生 (Osoto Masaki)
塚原音子 (Tsukahara Neko)
ルリ(Ruri)
All of the Ruri ships aren't really that popular so I apologize but if you like OsoNeko or AtoNeko or even OsoAto then Pixiv and Twitter would be a good platform to post or search up fanart of Tasokare Hotel
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This is the second part of my previous post although it is understandable without it, bear in mind this is an Osoneko oneshot
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SPOILER WARNING! FINISH THE GAME FIRST BEFORE YOU READ IT
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɴꜱʏ
"So Osoto-san is the son of Mr and Mrs. Osoto?" a man asks the lilac haired girl who nods curtly before continuing the task at hand
In the background it was a sunset hue, Twilight to be exact, for some reason the girl always insisted to come here exactly when it was Twilight with the sun's bright rays shining over the horizon casting a beautiful picturesque view worthy of a medal is shown clearly, the orange and pink merge and blend into an ethereal gradient that seems to make the sky itself look like a painting, a view like that is most certainly worth seeing, when the man inquired about the odd request the girl would merely grin brightly although the eyes remained dead and dull like a fish
As she sets the beautiful and vivid purple flowers down on the tombstone she stares at it for a second whilst crouching running a hand through the smooth gray stone fingers running up and down its edges and all its curves
In beautiful silver writing it read "Masaki Osoto"
It's the least I can do for Osoto-san who is not even being frantically searched for by his own parents
Masaki Osoto, the girl's destiny, enemies but are eerily similar, enemies that understand each other in a way even friends wouldn't
Maybe, we could have been friends
She thinks and her face contorts to a slightly sadder one and although it is subtle it causes Atori to look over slightly stunned, such an expression, he didn't think she could ever make a face like that
Vivid healthy purple pansies rest on the tombstone that is set at the top of a mountain, a secluded area that gives them the most ethereal view of the sunset, the wind makes their clothes flutter as well as their hair to fly harshly to their face but the girl remains quiet and the air is solemn but serene, and although a tombstone resided there no body laid underneath it
The man can't help but think, why such odd requests and actions came from the girl who had supposedly thrown this man to hell, if you throw a man to hell wouldn't you not want to be reminded of them? But this girl, his junior had proceeded to buy a tombstone for this man and had even grown her own pansies which she used to place on his grave every time she visited which was in fact— quite frequent
He ponders what feelings the girl had for the strange man she had thrown impulsively to hell
His body trembled just at the memory of the crimson nightmare, terror flowing through every single part of his body as the trauma caused his sight to blur slightly but he blinked quickly, vision clearing and the sudden heaviness in his chest that had appeared quickly dissapeared
Quietly he grabs his phone and typed something on the search bar, the screen is blank at first as it starts to load slowly, when the results finally appear his eyes skim through ever word as they widen slightly, an understanding smile enters his face although it was slightly grim
Osoto-san, even in hell you seem to torment her
Pansy, in flower and symbolic language means "to think" or "think of me", it is a flower that holds admiration and love for whoever the owner gives them to
The girl who is in a world of her own is unaware of the look of the man standing next to her is showing, her face is grim but fond as recognition and nostalgia are deeply hidden in her dead eyes
Neko-chan, you might not be aware of it but to me right now you look like a lover who is mourning for their loved one
The girl stands up shortly after that brushing off the dirt coating her clothes and tidying them up adjusting her collar, she gives a cheeky grin to her senior "Atori-senpai, thank you for always coming with me here"
The man gives a kind smile to her causing his already attractive face to appear even more attractive, "Neko-chan, what was the relationship between you and Osoto-san?"
"Enemies"
Neko-chan, I am experienced in love and I don't think you think of him as just an enemy
But he keeps the words locked up in his mind knowing the girl would only deny them and ignore said claims
The girl clenched her fist softly at the memory that suddenly appeared vividly in her mind, that man was a criminal, a rapist at that, and had done plenty of crimes to get him a death sentence and even held grotesque pictures of horribly violated women who's faces were horribly contorted and were now unrecognisable and the memory of him kicking her and punching her with all his strength as she bled and purple and blue marred her porcelain skin also appeared, then the next memory was the one where she had found his diary reading every entry until they landed on hers and....such a twist of events, it was him who was the cause of her demise, and soon she realized it was also him who had caused Atori's demise
But soon the vision of him laughing at something she had said while they drank tea in Kaneko's room was even more vivid outshining the horrible memories she had of him and in the memory, the way his green eyes seemed to soften in the sunset hue that illuminated his eyes and the room made her feel slightly sick, as well as the sound of his laughter that seemed to echo in his ears and the empty promise she had told him
"Maybe you and me could be friends"
It caused the dull ache in her pain to worsen and she smiled bitterly, like Sherlock and Moriarty one could not be alive at the same time as the other
Her mood fluctuates up and down in a short time span
Osoto-san how are you? Are you suffering?
She sets her eyes on the lone tombstone again a soft and nostalgic look as the memories that lie with the pansy, the beautiful flower rush into her mind again and a fond look appears in her eyes before she tears her eyes away from the tombstone sighing softly
Those events never happened in this world
But....
"It was destiny. That man" she answered clearly this time and her senior's eyes soften as he gazed at her
Pink and orange hues that blend beautifully are vivid behind them and cast a shadow but the girl seems to be unfazed as they walk down the mountain, perhaps the next time she comes up here she might finally realize that such actions aren't what you do for an enemy
Remaining unaware that the girl is fully aware of her feelings for the man she had thrown to hell
Tasokare Hotel Memes Part 1/?
(SPOILER WARNING!)
Part 2
Tasokare Hotel Memes Part 2/?
(SPOILER WARNING)
Part 1
If you want to read more Tasokare Hotel Content, I've been working on a book about it actually, its available on Wattpad
It contains Atoneko(AtorixNeko) and Osoneko(OsotoxNeko) and just some incorrect quotes, edits, short stories, etc.
If you want to read it here's the link
Tasokare Hotel Random:
https://my.w.tt/Egcc7yZkl9
