#haruomi

[welcometothedopeworld]

The Rooftop Garden ~ *Haruomi Shingu*

Summary: You have quite the green thumb and your little rooftop garden is your safe haven. So imagine your surprise when you find a stranger tending to your little garden.

Pairing: Haruomi Shingu X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 745

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

A/N: I'm sure he probably lives above his shop, but just for this Drabble, I have him living in an apartment with other people.

It was your happy place. Sure it took a lot of convincing, but you were grateful your landlord agreed to it. If you weren’t in your apartment, you could be found at the rooftop garden on top of your building.

Even though it was just a small garden, it was full of all kinds of vegetables, herbs, and spices. You even planted some flowers to give the garden some extra color. This little square of paradise that you worked in day in and day out had quickly before your absolute pride and joy.

So you were quite surprised to find someone else tending to your garden this morning.

You tried to be discreet as you carefully watched him work, plucking weeds and watering the plants. There was a reserved sort of charm to him that made him almost swoonworthy. You quickly shook your head at the thought. You’ve been reading too many romance novels as of late if that was your first thought!

Either way, as much as it conflicted you, you were grateful he knew what he was doing. Most people who tried to "help" in your garden ripped out the produce and left the weeds, making it harder for you to tend to your little patch of heaven. It took enough “anonymous” complaints for the other residents to stop encroaching on your little garden. However, you still sent gift baskets of food to your friends as an apology for banning them from your garden.

The man stood up and surveyed the whole garden, and in doing so, he locked eyes with you.

Your first thought was he had such a kind looking face.

Your next thought was how weird your first thought was.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said, his voice soft and soothing. You internally smacked yourself for your cheesy thoughts. Seriously, you need to stop reading so much. “I’m assuming you’re the Guardian of the Garden, yes?”

“I- what?”

He laughed and you purse your lips. He had such a nice laugh. Wow, your romance novels are really bleeding into your real life now.

“Well, that’s what the other tenants and some of the neighbors call you. They tried to warn me from going up here, claiming you were a tyrant about its upkeep. However, they also said I would receive a lovely gift basket from you when the produce was fresh and ripe.”

You felt your cheeks burn in embarrassment. You didn’t think the other residents knew who you were. And now come to find out they called you a tyrant who sent nice gift baskets. It was more than a little mortifying.

“Is that what they’re saying about me?”

“Yeah… sorry.” He trailed off before adding, “I didn't mean to overstep by coming into your garden unannounced. I just thought I’d see what you were growing and noticed some weeds in the tomatoes that I took care of.”

You glanced at the weeds he pulled. You let out a sigh of relief. They really were weeds.

“Do you garden?” You asked, surveying his work some more.

He shrugged. “A little. Nothing as charming as this. I stick mainly to spices, as I don't have enough room in my apartment for all the vegetables I want to grow for my cooking. And I also grow catnip for my cat.”

“Cute.” You mused.

A thought then crossed your mind. No, there was no way you were seriously considering this idea! And yet, he knew his way around a garden, especially when it came to vegetables. Also, you hated to admit it, but the garden was slowly starting to to be a bit too much for just you. An extra pair of hands could really help make the workload lighter.

“Well, you seem to be pretty adept at gardening.” You tried to be casual with your approach to your proposal. “If you’d like to help out whenever you have time, you have my permission.”

“Really?” He seemed surprised but he gave you a warm smile. “That would be great. Thank you so much. I promise I won’t destroy anything.”

You hummed. “If you do really well, I may allow you to plant your own plants next spring.”

“Well, I definitely have some ideas in mind that I would love to discuss with you sometime.”

You smiled at his own proposal. Yes, this could definitely work out. It seemed this was the start of a very beautiful friendship.

[nidzi-ink]

dragon Haruomi

[buraikans-back]

Checked EMS and the goods are on their way ;w;

I gave in and bought a few Buraikan things + Toma's LED ring from the last Dope Show a few days ago, and I'm going nuts waiting for them

I was talking to a good friend about concerts the other day, and they were talking about wanting to go to another metal concert sometime, and I think it would be so funny if I went with them and brought Toma's ring to it. I just want to be a little silly goofy at a concert with a light stick or adjacent, is that too much to ask for

[electroboo]

NEW STYLE - PARADOX LIVE 4TH ANNIVERSARY

[ruinedholograms]

(1978)

[xinu1941-1966]

細野晴臣　haruomi HOSONO 1980

photo : kenji MIURA　三浦賢治

#YMO　#Yellow Magic Orchestra　#坂本龍一　#細野晴臣　#高橋ユキヒロ　#ryuichi SAKAMOTO　#haruomi HISONO　#yukihiro TAKAHASHI

[ymofficial]

Today, September 25th, marks the 45th anniversary of the release of the album SOLID STATE SURVIVOR.

[uptonil]

very quick sketch of ryuichi sakamoto i did last night while watching tv!

[taiso]

yellow magic orchestra celebrating backstage during their 1983 tour.

scanned from the YMO: SEALED photobook (1984)

[soundscapewhore]

YMO in NEW YORK (1993)

Photographer : Nan Goldin

[d1rthaus]

Rydeen - Yellow Magic Orchestra 1979

[welcometothedopeworld]

Always Something to Learn ~ *Haruomi Shingu*

Summary: Haruomi seems to be perfect at everything he does. You want to learn from the master. You're surprised he's willing to take on such a task...

Pairing: Haruomi Shingu X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluff Drabble

Word Count: 848

Warning: me trying to explaining rapping while not being good at it

Masterlist

It was your idea to ask Haruomi to teach you how to rap. You've seen him take the stage for years and shine like a bright star every time he does. He always knew what he was doing and looked like he was having fun as he did so. You wanted to know what that felt like. So you asked. Well, more like begging him to teach you.

Haruomi was very clear that you would not get a phantometal. He made sure you knew the dangers of dealing with that kind of metal and he was not about to put your life at risk just because you wanted to learn to rap like him. You were touched by just how much he cared about you, that you didn't ask to have one. All you asked for was a microphone and some lessons, things he was glad to give you.

When it came to your first lesson, he asked a very simple question: "What are you passionate about? Can you tell me about it?"

And you did. You told him everything you could about what you were passionate about and answered his questions as they came up. You were a little confused as to why he was asking, but you decided to trust the process.

When you were done, he nodded and gave you a small smile. "Did you hear how fast you were talking? That's how you start learning to rap fast. You start by talking fast, and then you put it over a beat. You follow the ups and downs of the beat to make it sound more musical. And your passions are a great thing to rap about it. That's what the genres are all about, really. It's telling your story, telling the world who you are and what you're bringing to the stage. Does that make sense."

You nod. "I think I got it."

"The other thing about rap is it doesn't have to be perfect. It can be messy. You can play up the dissonance in the music, stumble over your words, and you don't have to rhyme if you don't want to. You're allowed to make mistakes and choices others think are odd. It's your rap, it's your story. You get to tell it like you want to."

You nod and he plays a simple beat. He begins by rapping a few bars before turning it over to you. As you give it a shot, you stumble and your voice wavers due to a lack of confidence, but you manage to get through a couple of bars before he stops you.

"Hey, relax. You're doing fine. You just need to get out of your head and you'll get there." He assured you.

You groaned. "Easier said than done! I know you said I can make mistakes and do whatever I want, but I'm making mistakes I don't want to make! I just want it to be good. I want to sound as amazing as you do when you're on stage as Buraikan."

He shook his head. "Don't do that. Don't compare yourself. Remember, this is your story. This rap is who you are. You need to have confidence that only you can tell this story because it's the truth. Only you can rap the way you do. So prove it to me."

You give a shaky nod and he starts again. He raps another couple of bars before turning it over to you. Now it's your turn to try and you get through it a little easier than before. His smile encourages you to keep going and your confidence begins to grow. You find yourself smiling with him, surprised at just how well you're doing. Sure, there are hiccups and flaws, but you're telling your story and you feel so free as you do so.

When you're done, he nods at you. "You're getting the hang of it. There are still some technical things to work out, but that's what practice is for."

"Thank you, Haru. I really appreciate it." You beam. "Now, I have another favor to ask you."

"Shoot."

"Can you teach me how to cook?" You sheepishly ask. "Your ramen is to die for and I've been desperate to know how to make it!"

His expression turns stony, making you flinch. "I appreciate the enthusiasm, but my ramen is a secret recipe. I can't just give it to you."

A pout crosses your face. "Aw, c'mon! I'm not going to tell anyone! I just want to make it for myself!"

He shakes his head. "No. Never going to happen."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?!"

"No."

"PLEASE?! I'LL NEVER ASK YOU FOR ANYTHING EVER AGAIN!"

He shakes his head one more time. "No. But I can make you ramen if you're hungry."

You were about to protest when your stomach loudly grumbled. You give a sheepish chuckle. "Ah, fine. I guess I am hungry."

As he leads you back to his ramen shop, he casually mentions. "I can teach you how to cook anything other than my secret recipe ramen. How's that?"

"Deal!"

[phonographica]

Haruomi Hosono, Shigeru Suzuki & Tatsuro Yamashita - Pacific (1978)

[yatonokami]

paradox live textposts || (7/?)

[electroboo]

NEW STAGE VISUAL - PARADOX LIVE 5TH ANNIVERSARY

[pierppasolini]

Haruomi Hosono & Yukihiro Takahashi for Yen Magazine, 1982