hibikiwatarudesu-blog

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

“Knock knock, is anyone there~?”

The door to the changing room within the theater club was locked, which was never a surprise, but Wataru loved to spook whoever it was that was inside at the time. He put his ear close to the door, lying in wait and trying to pick up even a breath from the person inside. He was the great and wonderful Wataru Hibiki, after all, he could tell from simply the beating of one’s heart...~

(( @lovealign ))

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

kimixnoxkioku:

Once the bird shifter settles in, the two of them exchange their goodnights before Aigis heads off to her own room.

The blonde lays down in bed, she just stared up in the ceiling, finally having the time to let the events that just transpired to sink in. To think that she would randomly encounter a Shifter at this time of day, at her own home even…What a plot twist.

Her mind then starts to think about what awaits tomorrow now that he’s temporarily living with him. Would it really be okay to let him stay here? Should she tell her sister about him? Does he need help getting back home safely? After a while, Aigis eventually drifts to sleep.

The next day, Aigis woke up early to prepare for breakfast. She doesn’t know what her guest might like so she opted to make the usual. Grilled fish with steamed rice and miso soup, a typical japanese breakfast.

Perhaps she should go wake him up now. Going up stairs to the once empty bedroom, she knocks on his door.

“Hibiki-san? Are you awake?” She called “I made breakfast. Would you like to join me?”

It was no easy task for the actor to fall asleep. Snuggled up in foreign blankets, in an unfamiliar environment and without the soothing coos of his pet birds, it was hard to feel at ease. Try as he might, it didn’t seem possible at all for him to fall into the sweet embrace of sleep until he had given up entirely.

The sun was somehow rising in near the blink of an eye, and as he sat up, he gave a quiet yawn. He wished he could say he was feeling rested, but sleep wasn’t his friend in this case. He stood up and started to stretch out, shivering as if he was fluffing out his feathers. Once he heard a knock on the door, he painted a smile on his face and went to it, swinging the door open.

“Amazing!” He shouted, throwing a pinch of glitter to adorn the shared air. “Why, a Wonderful morning to you, my Amazing host...! I would be absolutely honored to share breakfast with you!” His enthusiasm would hopefully serve to mask how horrid his sleep had been.

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

Happy birthday Wataru!

Fingers clasping at the shimmering paper that fully covered the soft package under his arm and the bouquet of flowers on his hand, he wondered why had he thought convenient -necessary even- to go to such lengths for the actress.

It wasn’t like him.

Wasn’t he supposed to only care for the things that promised to bring him some sort of profit?

One could say being in good terms with a talented actress -and one of those who stood on a stage under the powerful name of Fine- might bring some benefits for him. It was true, and he might have as well used that as an excuse. But he knew, as well as anyone that could have seen him, that his reasons were nothing like that.

He wouldn’t be able to use Wataru. He just couldn’t.

Whether it was the nostalgia of those forgotten early years when life wasn’t grim and happiness was still a natural emotion for him, or if it was admiration for the strength she showed when standing on stage, high and might, he didn’t knew.

The only thing he could say for sure, was that the sight of that beautiful hair waving on the wind often invaded his dreams. Wandering always ending in the shade of violet he always saw when they exchanged stares or in the soft white of those hands, the quirky tone of her laugh and the movement of her lips when she spoke.

If someone had mentioned the possibility of love he would have laughed. Love? As if someone like him -as broken, and empty as him- could ever think of feeling love! It must be something else.

And yet she keeps appearing on his dreams and on the back of his eyelids when he closes his eyes for too long. As if she were a Queen claiming every inch of his mind as her own.

Today, knowing her schedule by heart, he sneaks through the low security of her working place, unnoticed even by other actors, and smiles at the sight of her, working in her costumes as usual. A fairy tale princess, without a doubt, even the small animal companions that fly around her adding to that picture.

“My Lady!” he calls, steps bringing him closer to her side, he presents the bouquet first, reds and purples and whites. For passion, and admiration and pure sincere love “I have come to celebrate the marvelous day that it is today, your birthday!”

Once she has received the flowers he shows the second present. The little package that hides inside nothing else than a beautiful dress -one that reminded him of her the moment he saw it on the store. Beautiful white with waves of purple, long enough to reach below her knees and with enough flair for her to be able to spin around with it on.

Order made to fit her perfectly -because information like her measurements isn’t hard for him to find- he can only hope she will like the present. And just for a moment, he seems more nervous than usual.

His heart is always such a mess when it comes to her.

Work was just another day... If another day meant that Wataru got to wear a birthday sash and got some cake thrown in his face (yes, thank god, it was exactly what he wanted). Now, he was cleaned up, and fitting himself in a wonderful costume, one that he would dare to think made him look like a princess. That was his favorite, admittedly, and made him feel rather comfortable and almost spoiled. Not all beautiful women wore dresses, of course, but he certainly felt beautiful in dresses. 

Putting on his gloves, he gave a smile as he smoothed out the fabric. It was so smooth and beautiful...Hearing a voice, Wataru turned his head, blinking once. Ah... That was Ibara. She couldn’t help it, a smile spread on her face at the objects in his arms. “Ah, is that for me?” She asked, almost shy. She was so used to giving happiness to everyone else, performing and making sure that everyone else was happy...

So when someone else was giving Wataru Hibiki things and happiness, well, that made the actor blush bright red.

She took the flowers gently, her face as red as the red flowers of the beautiful bouquet that she was still surprised was for her. She hugged the bouquet close to her chest, and smiled wide. “You’re so very very kind... Really!” She gave another smile. A box was soon in her hand, however, and she blinked. Wataru had to put down the flowers, and she slowly opened up the box. When she saw a dress... Her eyes lit up, and she pulled it out gently. Watching it unfurl... It was so beautiful, and she smiled wide.

“Wow... It’s so pretty...!” She couldn’t stop smiling, wanting to put it on immediately, however she couldn’t right now. “You’re so nice, Ibara-kun~ I really can’t put it on right now, however...”

She came over, pulling Ibara into a tight hug. “Thank you~ You’re really, really great, you know that?” She didn’t let go for a good while, though... Holding him tight and close, she shut her eyes tightly to try and quell those damned tears. “You’re really Amazing.”

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

dokuhebi-tactician:

      Even though she was always like that around him, Ibara couldn’t help but feel slightly puzzled at Wataru’s smile -warm, soft and sweet. He barely deserved being addressed by her, let alone receive such a smile, and yet, she always seemed so happy to see him.

      He didn’t moved back and fully accepted the pinch on his cheek, merely doing a troubled smile at her words.

      “Ahahahaha! My lady always has the most interesting thoughts. i, Ibara Saegusa, wouldn’t mind having your beautiful hands choke me to death any day!”

      However now was not the time for that, and he soon reached for the brush so he could properly brush her hair.  First he unleashed the braid on the side of her head, and then he proceeded with delicate and well timed strokes starting from the tips and slowly getting rid of the knots 

     “As expected! It’s always such a pleasure to brush this amazing and perfect hair of yours!”

He could pretty much feel the tension leave his body as he continued to calmly brush the hair.

Oh Ibara, always finding a way to bring things to that dramatic level. Not that it was bad - no, she was an actor at heart, that was her entire life. A smirk crossed her face at his words, her hands touching that flawless skin of his. She could probably never hurt him of her own volition, however... Never.

Her hair when it was out of it’s braid adopted a heavy wave, one that had felt years and years of being braided and played with. She allowed herself to close her eyes, taking in the intimacy and closeness of this moment.

“Ah, you’re too kind to me, really.” She chuckled, turning a little red. “I can always count on you to make me feel like a queen, can’t I?”

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

~ Valentine’s Day Delivery ~

As luck would have it, another of the gift recipients on his list attended Ouvara University, which meant less time had to be wasted in trying to track down the individual in question. Kyouya had had to wait a while for the theatre class to end for the day before he could go about his task but it wasn’t long until he spied the one he had been waiting for.

Striding forward purposefully, he held out the rather monstrously sized box and waited for the other to except it.

“From someone special~”

[Message]

For a most beautiful lady in a most especial date. That you continue to grace the world with the warmth of your smile.

- A Fan of My Lady

It was admittedly an Amazing surprise to walk out of her classroom only to have someone give a rather large box of chocolates to her. That was right, it was Valentines Day! She hadn’t really made any plans in particular, instead choosing to dote on her birds for the day. However, with the message attached, her ace turned bright red. My Lady.... 

“Oh dear, thank you very, very much sir! What an Amazing surprise this is...” She remembered her manners at least, bowing her head in thanks. Now to go hunt down who this was... Not that she had too hard of a time guessing.

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

tomochxn:

To be honest, Tomoya was surprised to see such a clean room but it also relieved him a little. Even Wataru seemed to need a change from all the overwhelming things. Though, it was still somewhat questionable how he could keep up with it so long. Tomoya obviously couldn’t keep up with some of the surprises.

“Mhm…I’m looking forward to it.” Tomoya nodded as he followed Wataru back to the living room. For once he didn’t have any objections. The little surprise made him forget about his bothersome sister for an moment. For that, he was more than grateful. Wataru always knew how to distract others, even if he was just throwing a pillow at someone. He couldn’t hold back a small smile as he sat down next to him and pulled his own pillow out of his bag. Hugging it tightly, he leaned back and sighed softly. Although he still felt sorry for showing up so suddenly, he felt more comfortable being here than at home.

“Y-Yes, it’s perfect.” Tomoya murmured. He would never dare to complain when Wataru was so kind to him. Though, his question gain him a questioning gaze from the first-year. “Ah… I knew I forgot something…” this was quite embarrassing. Leaving home over night and forgetting to pack sleepwear. That could only happen to him… but he couldn’t just accept the offer. It felt wrong, as if he would just come over and let Wataru do everything. “It’s fine… I can sleep in my clothes. …I wouldn’t want to bother you too much, Hibiki-senpai. You’re already doing so much for me.”

Oh, it seemed that he had brought his own pillow. That was good at least, maybe it would stop him from getting homesick? Or at least be a comfort... Nonetheless, seeing him sadly hug his pillow had her frowning a bit. Tomoya at least felt at ease here, but it wasn't like Wataru Hibiki to let anyone within her home wear a frown when she could help it.

"Ohohoh. We wouldn't want that though, would we? Daytime clothes cannot be comfortable to sleep in, you know?" She gave a small smile, stretching out on the couch before getting up. "Are you sure you don't want anything? I have matching sets of sleepwear if you want a shirt and pants, it wouldn't be any trouble at all!"

Safe Haven

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

"Here you go" in Izumi's hand there's a little box in colorful wrapper. Once wataru would open it, he would find a couple of hand-made white and light purple hair accessories, bird shapes inspired by Wataru's pet "D-don't think too much about it! I just-" izumi blushes a bit more "happy birthday Wata-chan"

It was a surprise to see Izumi Sena, out of all the people he could think of, holding a box and thrusting it into his hands. The actor blinked, turning a little red with glee and giving a laugh. “Ohoho! Why, Izumi, how kind of you to remember a day like this...~” He bowed his head humbly, absolutely flattered that he got him anything at all. Opening the box showed Wataru some of the downright cutest hair accessories, and he nearly squealed. Instead, though, he threw a handful of rainbow glitter into the air, spun around, and- wait, how did those things get in his hair already? 

“Ah, they’re adorable and perfect! Thank you so much, Izumi~” He pulled the other into a tight hug whether or not he wanted anything to do with it. “They really are Amazing~”

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

tomochxn:

To see that Wataru appreciated his praise like this was a little unexpected but it made him smile a little. Tomoya wasn’t one who had an easy time finding the right words but if he managed to praise someone properly he definitely meant it! He wouldn’t lie about something like this. Especially because he wanted to work as hard as possible to receive praise as well.

With an determined expression he looked up at Wataru. Now that he should learn the leading part he got a little nervous again but that wouldn’t stop him. Not now! “Of course I remember!” Tomoya nodded quickly. He did remember the steps but following the older’s instructions while replaying the steps in his head was a little confusing. Though, as he listened he assumed it was like mirroring the steps from before.

“Right there!” he repeated quietly as he looked down to their feet. He was a little hesitant but when Wataru stepped back he moved his foot forward to match the other’s step. “L-Like this, right?” Tomoya wasn’t sure if he was doing it right, so getting any form of reassurance for that was more than welcome to him. He didn’t want to mess up, not when he had already managed to learn the basics of the following part. “On the other side of the mirror… I think I got it?”

Well, really, who didn't appreciate praise from people? Wataru lived off of that, a validation from others that he sometimes could not muster from himself. It was horrible sometimes, sure, especially when it drove the actor to bend over backwards sometimes for people. However, that didn't matter now, not when he saw Tomoya trying his hardest to master the steps, not when the current world revolved solely around him and Tomoya and the music that was echoing quietly in the room.

"Yes, yes," Wataru nodded, a soft smile growing over his face. "That's perfect, you're doing just great." He wanted to pat the younger's head, to ruffle his hair and such, but he figured he would just get some comment about being a 'masked pervert' so he didn't bother. "There, there, come on now. Step, step, step....~ Let the Amazing flow though you, and don't think on it too much... And you may find yourself falling into a natural rhythm~"

Gentle Steps

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

wheezes

irl under the cut

SO hello! Bubbles back with their bullshit as per usual, but this time its for a good legit purpose. I managed to establish care with a new doctor, and they diagnosed me with anxiety and depression! Why is this good? Well... Because they gave me medicine for it. This is good because maybe I can do things with myself and not get so down on myself. I’m feeling good a few days into the treatment so far, but I’ve been very drowsy and lethargic, plus I got to see my girlfriend again after two months <3 

Overall, I’ve been busy and mentally drained, and I can’t apologize enough, I love writing and wish my phone would update me when I receive things here on Wataru (stares at the two lovely things in my inbox, I AM SO SORRY I WASN’T NOTIFIED). This means good things tho! I have full faith this medication will improve my life.

Thank you all for putting up with me, I love yall so much <3

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

tomochxn:

He was so different from all the others she had talked to. So kind and the way he talked was exciting, like a beautiful melody. She could listen to him all day if that were possible. Even though he couldn’t fully believe everything he had said, as kind and sweet as it did sound, it was far away from being true. At least to her. However, his words were enough to make her blush a little.

“I-I am very grateful you compliment me. There is nothing I could do to thank you enough.” She bowed a little to show her gratitude, her lips forming a shy yet happy smile. While she seemed to be happy it was just a little play for her. Of course she was grateful for his words and his gestures but she never fully believed that she would fit such compliments. She was nothing but a dirty house maid to her family. “The royal dance, you say?” a soft chuckle escaped her as he stood straight again. “That would be quite the disappointment for the prince as I don’t know how to dance a single dance.” It would be more than painful to dance with her. To someone like her it wasn’t necessary to learn dances, so her family had decided and she had accepted this. Even though she would silently dream of seeing the inside of the castle just once, it would be quite the embarrassment for her to be there. Though, the excitement he was showing was a little contagious. She couldn’t help but feeling the excitement slowly bubbling up in her chest. “But Sir, I would never lie to you. My dear sisters are by far lovable.” Again she bowed. “I am truly grateful for your words. If there is anything I could do for you, please do not hesitate to ask. I will happily assist you.”

Oh, how he wished he could sweep this woman away and declare her as a national treasure! The way she spoke, how shy and gentle it was, and how humble! Truly a beautiful contrast from the other women he had met, ones that were nearly glued to his side and wouldn't take any negitive answers from him.

"Oh dear, you don't?" He was shocked to hear that someone like herself hadn't a single clue on how to dance. How horrible! "What a disservice you have been the victim of! I would offer to teach you myself if we had but more time." Yes... And if he started to just dance in the streets, why that would certainly be troublesome as well, now wouldn't it?

"I would need to see it with my own eyes before I take your word on a subject such as your sisters, dear maiden." He politely replied, shaking his head. "I wouldn't say things I did not believe from the very bottom of my heart, no? If there’s but one thing you could do for me... Is to believe in my words, if that isn't too much to ask. Believe me when I tell you you're beautiful, wonderful, and Amazing!" With that, he threw his hands in the air, and sparkles came raining down upon them as he laughed.

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

tomochxn:

“Ah, I know which one. They’re really good.” he nodded in agreement. That was definitely one of the snacks on long list of snacks. “I wonder if you like the snacks too. There’s pretty much I like.”

He couldn’t help blushing a little when he received a head pat from the other. Right, the birds! He couldn’t forget about them, it would be bad if he did. “I will get something for them too. I wouldn’t want to be disliked by them!”

"I'll like whatever you get me, I'm sure. You're a smart boy!" He threw his hands up in the air, glitter spilling over them both.

It was good that Tomoya knew the importance of Wataru's feathered children, because chances were that if the bird didn't like someone, Wataru was not too far behind in that opinion either.

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

dokuhebi-tactician:

      He had been, admittedly, quite a bit stressed out lately. So when he heard his old friend calling out for help with her beautiful and perfect long blue-silver hair he was the first to jump forward, a helpful smile as always

      “Oh, My Lady, if an unworthy swine like myself can be of any help to you, I’d be more than happy to brush and braid that outstandingly beautiful hair~”

Oh? The fact that anyone replied honestly startled her more then she cared to admit. She turned her head to look at him, and as soon as she realized it was Ibara, a gentle smile came over her face.

“Stop your nonsense talk about being unworthy, you.” She reached back and pinched his cheek, tsking him. “If I thought you unworthy I wouldn’t let you breathe the same air as me, now would I? Regardless, I’ll always allow you to brush my hair. You are quite skilled at it.”

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

Hello Hello everyone! An Amazing day to you all. This is Bubbles bringing my sweetheart finally into the group. It’s nice to be here :>

If you want to thread, please do invade my inbox or discord! Thank you <3

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

dokuhebi-tactician:

@hibikiwatarudesu

      Since Eichi suggested to do collaboration stages -and won the acceptance of both Hiyori and Nagisa for such- Ibara had decided to gather some information on this ‘Trickstar’ people. And so, the surroundings of Yumenosaki were becoming more and more familiar to him with each passing day. He was learning the faces of all the important people -the producer, the new Fine and such-.

      Long white hair fluttering softly and a gorgeous dress, long enough the back of it brushed the floor with each of her steps, a beautiful ‘someone’ passed right before his eyes. A face familiar yet quite different, capturing his heart and making it  impossible to resist the temptation of following her… and so he walked up the stairs, and turned around the halls, and when he noticed he was in the Theater Club and the beauty was before his eyes, sitting not so far away from him, long fingers passing the pages of what he guessed was the script for some show.

      As violet eyes lifted up to meet his own, Ibara prompted words to come out of his mouth -anything would be fine, really, as long as it wasn’t silence.

     “Wataru-san? Oh, it is you! The great talent of Fine! What a gorgeous sight you are! I must admit I was completely bewitched by your beauty! Just as expected from such an artist as yourself!”

Ah... Ex-Fine. It was the thing that forced his steps, beckoning him to the stage as a noble sacrifice, tragic really. Eichi had been speaking of collaboration stages between some of his old fine members, which meant that Wataru shouldn't have been as spooked as he had been when he heard their damned names again. He knew who they were, and what they were doing now... With their new unit, Eden.

He knew in particular who one of them was, and he wasn't really sure how to feel about it. Ibara was an old childhood friend, one that he had met ages ago... But she didn't know how he would feel now.

Adorned in an absolutely breathtaking gown, Wataru paced around in the Theater club, thinking hard to herself. There were butterflies in her stomach, the thought of seeing him in the flesh and blood... Should she surprise him at a performance, rather, or try and talk to him before hand?

She didn't get a choice as the door opened, and her eyes went wide. Ibara...! She brought a hand to her chest, looking genuinely stunned. "... I... Ibara-kun...?" She spoke softly, not daring to move. Nostalgia rushed over her, and she forced herself to take a deep breath. "Ah... Why, thank you... How have you been? It's... It's been so long."

A beautiful lady

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

tomochxn:

“Then…” He was about to reply, ready to start singing a lullaby but was stopped by Wataru’s words. To be praised by them was something special to Tomoya even though he was sure Wataru would only say that because they were so tired.

He couldn’t help a smile when he felt the other’s thumb caressed his cheek. It felt nice and comforting. He wanted to lean in a little and enjoy it just a tiny bit more but he was there to make the other sleep and get some proper rest. “You’re tired, close your eyes already.” Tomoya chuckled. But he did appreciate the praise he got from his senior. It was enough to make him blush a little. Hopefully his cheeks wouldn’t get warmer, so Wataru wouldn’t notice it. “I won’t let you down, Senpai…” he repeated quietly before he chuckled softly. “How could I ever let you down? That’s impossible.” Tomoya paused for an moment, listening to Wataru’s request and how they slurred a bit. It still was something the first year wasn’t used to see, yet he didn’t mind that at all. Even Wataru had a side on them that wasn’t so eccentric. “Whenever you seem to fly off on your own I’ll pull you back on your hair.”

Tomoya waited for an moment before he started humming softly. There was only one lullaby he knew and he hoped Wataru wouldn’t mind such a childish one as he started singing for him. “~♪”

Wataru wouldn't mind at all. They loved Tomoya's singing, why else would they have it all over their phone? That was half of what they listened to as of recently, but Tomoya didn't need to know that. Honestly, Wataru thought that Tomoya's voice was the best for this sort of song...

They let their hand fall to their stomach, giving a yawn and shutting their eyes as they started listening to Tomoya. Part of Wataru wanted to hum along, to burst out into song and dance, but... Wataru's body didn't bother moving besides their foot twitching, and their mind was starting to come to a complete stop. Sleep was starting to drag them down, but before they went...

"Thank... You... Tomoya."

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

“Happy birthday, Natsume-kun~! It warms my heart to see you growing older and stronger in your magics...~”“

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

kimixnoxkioku:

Wataru seemed awfully happy to receive the dress Aigis had offered. Guess he must really be one of those people after all… The teal-haired man takes the dress with him and retreats to the bathroom. The blonde waited patiently outside.

After a minute or so, Wataru finally steps out and is practically showing off his new outfit with no traces of shame. In fact, he looked rather proud of wearing it. He was tall but his figure is surprisingly slim, and his long hair makes him look all the more feminine.

“You looked beautiful” Aigis said in awe. Her sea blue eyes sparkling in wonder. Crossdressers really are amazing~

“I’m sorry if you have to settle with that for now, but perhaps I could get you a new set of clothes tomorrow?” And get him some proper clothes for men too. The blonde glances up at the wall clock once more. It’s already in the early hours in the day.

“We should call it a night. I’m sure you must be tired as well…” At those words she found herself letting out a small yawn. The feeling of drowsiness finally hitting her.

She begins to walk ahead and motions the shifter to follow her. She takes him to the door of her sister’s room where she told him he’ll be sleeping for the night. The room definitely looked like it hadn’t been used in a while, but it was still kept tidy, even the bedding.

“Make yourself at home.” She welcomed him

Ah, she was so nice! Wataru gave a smile, and he twirled around before giving her a wink. "Ah, thank you!" He nodded in agreement, smoothing out the dress as he followed her. The idea of getting a new set of clothes sounded good, honestly, since his own place was out of commision at the moment.

"Yes! We should rest, it is quite late..." It was like her yawn was infectious, because he too gave a yawn as he looked into the room tat he was going to be given. It was certainly abandoned, but at the very least it was clean, which was better then what he thought he was going to get.

He bowed his head in thanks, shivering a bit in that bird-way he did. "Thank you so very much, you kind soul you. I shall not take this for granted. We should get some rest now, and then in the morning, I may be able to get out of your hair!"

'May be' was the biggest variable there, since he wasn't sure of what tomorrow would bring, but no one quite was, right?