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thisismysecondrodeo · 3 years ago

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"This Means the World to Me" Part 3

wc: 2.5k

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Content Warning: Mature/Explicit, Graphic descriptions of sex

AN: Spicy sections are clearly marked with 🌶️🌶️ for Mature and 🌶️🌶️🌶️ for Explicit and the spicy section end is marked ❄️End of Spice❄️. All spicy bits can be skipped without affecting the plot. It's kind of a choose-your-own adventure lol.

Tags: finger sucking, vaginal fingering, use of "sir", graphic descriptions of p-in-v sex

Willa squealed like you knew she would but she held it together surprisingly well as Jason bought drinks for you and your 3 friends. The bar you all hung out at wasn’t a huge party scene, thankfully. It was more on the creative cocktails, great playlist, no dance floor side of things and after the initial Jason excitement things settled down.

You were glued to his side all night, rationalizing that you were the only person he knew there and you didn’t want him to feel left out of the group. If every laugh you got out of him felt like a reward in and of itself, well that was between you and your raging desire. You wanted him badly and the alcohol was only making it worse, only helping you to imagine what getting him into your bed would be like. His long fingers tracing the rim of a glass, his warm smile when he told a story, the feeling of his thigh pressed against yours…well it was a feeling that wouldn’t leave you for some time.

You slowed down at drink 3, not wanting to get too messy. Your friends were getting ready to leave, either for wilder scenes or warm beds. There was a pit in your stomach as you realized you’d need to say goodbye to Jason soon, but at least you had had an incredibly wonderful weekend.

“Sorry, we’ve been playing it cool because you’re cool and it's insane that you’re here,” Willa was talking to Jason fast so you could tell she was nervous, “but I can’t leave without a picture.” Willa gestured to her phone and Jason smiled. “Of course!” You took the phone from Willa so you could take their picture, and the rest of your friends hopped in as well. As you went to hand the phone back, Willa took your phone out of your pocket and moved you toward Jason. "One more!”

“Oh, Jason and I already got a picture, it's okay,” you assured her.

“Oh, you don’t want my autograph, now you don’t want a picture, I get it.” You could tell Willa was still snapping candids as he joked with you. God, she was a good friend.

“Jason, if you wanted another picture with me, you just had to ask,” you batted your eyelashes at him and he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest. It felt comfortable to be held there, by him, even with your friend snapping photos and giggling.

Jason tilted his head down to whisper directly into your ear, and pressed his other hand to his heart, “Oh how you wound me.” It was the southern drawl he put on the phrase that really did you in, and if his arm hadn’t been supporting you you may have crumpled at the knees. Before you could react to his whisper, he quickly dropped a kiss on the top of your head and turned towards Willa smiling like nothing had happened. Like he didn’t know the state that he had just put you in.

Willa handed your phone back and Jason moved away but just slightly, unwrapping his arm to finish the last of his drink as your friends headed out.

“So,” you said, your voice shakier than you wanted it to be. You honestly didn’t know what was on the other side of that “so” but you had to say something. You thought about earlier that morning in front of the mirror…would you have a one-night stand with Jason Sudeikis?

Absolutely you would.

“So,” he responded, smirking at you.

“Are you just fucking with me?” That…was not what you were intending to say. You watched as he knit his eyebrows together in concern.

“How so?”

“Do you… I mean… Is this…Do you want to come home with me?”

Jason smiled again, and it sent shivers down your spine. His Ted Lasso mustache was blending with the 5 o’clock shadow on his cheeks and you could only imagine how that scrape would feel against your skin. His thigh was still pressed against yours and he bumped it slightly with his knee.

“Are you asking me if I’m attracted to you?”

“Yes, in an incredibly wimpy way, that is what I’m asking. Because to be honest, you turn my insides to mush and the trick you just pulled with that picture will have me up all night. For weeks.” You weren’t tipsy anymore. You felt stone-cold sober and committed to at least finding out this much.

“I am absolutely attracted to you. I didn’t want to push it.” You side-eyed him and he laughed, “Okay well I pushed it a little bit. But you know, I’m an older guy, a celebrity…” he said celebrity like he didn’t believe it and you smirked. “I didn’t want the imbalance to be an issue here. So if all we did was go to a soccer game and get drinks, and if all we do at your house is talk, I’m A-Ok with that.. Okay?”

God, I want to fuck you even more now, Jesus Christ.

Jason’s eyebrows shot up to his hair line and his cheeks reddened. He cleared his throat.

“Fuck I said that out loud didn’t I?”

“Sure did.”

There was no turning back now. You called an Uber.

You were not planning on Jason Sudeikis ever being in your home. Especially not tonight. Luckily you were generally pretty tidy, but you couldn’t help but wonder what he thought of your mediocre apartment, your single woman decor. He didn’t give you the impression that he was particularly fancy, but still, you were a little nervous as he walked around your living room, taking in the gallery wall above your couch, and the books on your shelves. You leaned against the wall and watched him as he sat himself down, leaning forward, his forearms resting on his knees. The sight of him still in his jersey reminded you of the fantastic day you had with him and it settled you just a little. Jason looked at you before leaning back into the couch, smiling.

“Want something to drink? Water? Beer?”

“Water would be great. You got a beer at the game too, I was worried you may have just picked it because it was easy.”

“Oh no, I’m just not like other girls,” you deadpanned and he chuckled, accepting a glass of water from you as you sat on the cushion next to him, legs tucked under so you faced him directly. “I’m pretty picky about beer but I do like it. Not just trying to impress you.”

“Oh good, but unfortunately you’ve already impressed me.”

Your cheeks warmed at the compliment but you didn’t know how to respond so you just took a sip of your own glass.

“You know I meant what I said,” Jason said sincerely, setting his glass down on one of your heart-shaped cupholders. God, you hoped it didn’t look immature. “If we just hang out and talk that’s just fine.”

“I know.”

You sat your own glass down and leaned towards him, boldly carding your fingers through his thick hair just to see how he would react, just because you could. Jason closed his eyes and smiled, leaning into the touch, your faces a whisper apart.

“I believe you,” you said softly, before pressing your lips to his. There was a split second before he reacted and kissed you back, deeply. He reached across and hooked a finger into one of your belt loops, pulling you toward him so that you straddled his lap. He gripped your waist as the two of you kissed, your hands pressed against his chest, but the moment his tongue slipped between your lips you couldn’t keep your hands still, running them over his shoulders, through his hair, stroking the stubble on his face. You were so incredibly attracted to him that you had been aroused all day and you thought you might get off just from this, just from being held in his lap and having his lips against yours.

You pulled back just for a second, just to look at his eyes and check-in. He smiled at you and you giggled. You couldn’t help yourself, you couldn’t believe you were here. That he was here. He slipped his hands under your jersey, the one that matched his.

“This okay?”

You didn’t answer just leaned back and slipped the jersey off over your head, smirking at the way his eyes dipped down to your chest, then back to meet yours, then down again.

“Bed,” he asked, a little breathless.

“Bed.”

🌶️🌶️

You expected to slide off his lap and lead the way, but the moment you agreed he stood, hefting you in his arms and walking back where he correctly assumed the room was.

“Jesus, I am not that light,” you laughed as he dropped you down on the mattress, barely leaving your body for a moment before he was on top of you, supporting his weight on his elbows.

“And I’m not that old.”

He kissed you again, this time with intent, rough and dirty and you met him just the same. He left your lips, moving down to your neck, your chest, deftly removing your bra with one hand before quickly latching on to your exposed nipple, his hand teasing the other nipple and there was no chance of you holding on to the moan that escaped your mouth. Every touch of his lips, his tongue, his hands felt masterful and it left a trail along your body that felt like fire and made you shiver when he wasn’t touching you. He met your eyes as he kissed down the rest of your torso, unbuttoning your jeans, and you assisted by wiggling out of them. He stroked a hand down your leg as he nipped and kissed your hip.

“God you have the best hands,” you almost whimpered and Jason pulled up from your waist to smirk at you.

“My hands, huh? That’s what gets you going?”

You covered your face with embarrassment but he quickly clucked his tongue at you and moved your hand by the wrist, not letting go as he murmured, “No, no. Don’t be embarrassed. I appreciate it. I want to know what you like.” He kissed behind your ear. “I want to know what you sound like.” He kissed the hollow of your throat. "I want to know everything." You breathed out heavily, certain there was a pool forming between your legs. You took the hand that was holding your wrist and slipped two of his fingers into your mouth and he groaned deeply. You could feel his arousal against your thigh, and you couldn’t wait to get him inside you.

🌶️🌶️🌶️

You released his fingers, and he immediately lowered his body, moving your underwear to the side and slowly pushing those same two fingers inside of you as you cried out in ecstasy, your fingers gripping his bicep. Barely 3 strokes of his fingers against the inside of you and the press of his tongue against your clit and you were hitting your peak, which would have been embarrassing if your brain wasn’t entirely scrambled. You could hear him saying something but your ears rang with white noise. It took a moment more for you to realize that he was telling you how beautiful you were, how much you turned him on and you smiled at him, meeting his gaze, before also wiggling out of your underwear.

“You’re overdressed.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes sir, let me help you out here.” You weren’t calling him sir in a specifically sexual way, but based on his reaction, the flush that came to his cheeks, the twitch of his dick against your thigh, you thought it might be working for him.

You tugged at his arm so that he slid onto his side and you straddled his lap, pulling his shirt up over his head and kissing down his body the way he had kissed down yours. There was no part of him you didn’t want to see or touch.

“Y/N, god, you are so fucking sexy,” he said quietly as you unbuttoned his pants and slid them off.

“You’re one to talk,” you leaned back from his frame to take it all in, Jason’s body in black briefs underneath your own and he reached a hand up to stroke along your side. You hooked your fingers into his briefs and he chuckled.

“In a hurry?”

“I’m sorry were you not there when I just came in five seconds flat,” you laughed. “I want you so badly you have no idea.”

Jason leaned up, wrapped his arms around your middle, and flipped you once more, removing his underwear himself before he leaned down over you, his lips against your ear. “Well, darlin’ that was all you had to say.” You kissed him hard and then leaned over to your nightstand to hand him a condom.

The feeling of Jason inside you was overwhelming in the best way. It took no time at all before you were once again climbing towards an orgasm. You tightened your legs around his waist and he reached down to rub your clit, murmuring reassurances in your ear between kisses.

“It’s okay, baby, come for me that’s it.”

The wave broke over you swiftly and Jason cursed as you tightened around him, but he fucked you through your orgasm as you moaned his name, grasping tightly to his neck. You kissed him messily as you came down, stroking your hand along his back.

“Your turn, sir,” You watched as that word affected him, the groan as he twisted his fist into the sheet. “You like that?”

“You’re going to be the fucking death of me,” he growled and you giggled, “turn over.”

You turned onto your stomach and raised up so Jason could take you from behind and you wanted to scream at how good it felt. You grabbed onto a pillow and crushed your face into it and Jason’s hips slowed with concern.

“Okay?”

“Yes God yes, come for me, baby.”

You met Jason’s eyes over your shoulder and he grinned as he renewed his strokes, one hand reaching under you to stroke your clit and you were falling over the cliff for the third time, Jason falling right behind you.

❄️End of Spice❄️

You were warm and sated and incredibly happy, as Jason cleaned up in the bathroom, but you couldn’t help but wonder what happened now. Should you get dressed so he could call an Uber and say goodbye? Should you get in bed and pretend to be fast asleep so he didn’t have to awkwardly tiptoe out?

Before you could decide one way or another, Jason was back in the room. He picked up his briefs and slid them on. You watched him, expecting him to follow that with his shirt and pants, but instead, he picked up your underwear.

“Want yours?”

“Yeah, thanks,” you smiled at him, not wanting to show your confusion, and stood up to put them on, your legs a little wobbly. Jason came around the bed, kissed you gently on the lips, and reached behind you, lifting up the blanket and nodding his head for you to slide under. You smiled as he slid in behind you, his body framing yours and you reached up to turn off the lamp.

He was staying.

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lovely-angst · 4 years ago

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number ‘x’ fan

a/n: um, this was a good idea in theory until i started writing it and then suddenly i wanted to trash this fic lol

genre: angst to fluff

pairing: hawks x reader

summary: a trip to Hawks’ agency gone wrong when a crazed fan runs their car into a pregnant you and your two young sons

word count: 5k

05.05.21

If there was something the nation of Japan adored more than Pro Hero Hawks himself, it was his wife and the little family he had with her. His family was something he always talked about when given any opportunity.

To think it had already been five years since Hawks introduced you to the world still baffles you.

When he had come up to you that one day, bringing up the dreaded question of finally bringing you and the kids into the public and media for all of the world to see—you were very nervous, to say the least.

You knew how terrible the media could be with all of the gossip and drama. You weren’t sure if you could handle all of the attraction so suddenly. But your husband Hawks was always so reassuring and in the most nonpressuring way possible.

“If you’re not ready, that’s totally okay! I just thought it would be more beneficial for us if the whole world knew who you guys are,” he said gently as he brought his gloved hand towards your cheek with the softest smile. “I just want the world to finally know about my beautiful family. I don’t want to keep you guys a secret anymore.”

You couldn’t help but melt into his hand, bringing your own to rub those cute little avian features on his eyes gently. “I know, you sweet bird,” you coo, watching how his lips curve up the slightest. “I just don’t know how this could benefit us.”

“Honey, the world is going to love you. They’re going to love our boys. From the pro heroes to the supportive fans I have, we have, they’ll want to protect you too. Trust me.”

Staring up into those comforting golden eyes, you took a deep breath before nodding. Of course, you’ll trust him.

And soon, the fated day of your “debut” was finally here. In your arms, you held your sweet one year old boy, Yuto, while your three year old, Kazuto, clung onto Hawks’ legs adorably.

Though you were very nervous with all of the photographers and news outlets all around you when you turned to glance over at Hawks and saw that proud and genuine smile on his face, all of your fears washed away.

Thinking back on the memory, you let out a content sigh as a smile grew on your face. Thankfully, those last five years flew by quite smoothly with the occasional rough bumps with his angry fan club, nothing that worried you terribly.

And while life was going great for you and your growing family with Hawks, it was going terrible for a self-proclaimed number one Hawks fan.

Clutching the newspaper tightly, their eyes reread the words on the front page for the hundredth time.

‘Pro Hero Hawks shows his seven-month pregnant wife some PDA!’ with a photo caught by the paparazzi showing the two of you sharing a kiss while holding hands.

The violent grip she held on the paper caused rips before letting out an angry scream, tearing the thin material into thousands of pieces letting it pool around her like snowflakes.

Hearing Hawks’ voice coming through the television, she finally snapped out of her thoughts and tuned in focus again, turning to face the television behind her. Her eyebrow irked in irritation as she watched how he wrapped a hand around her waist lovingly and securely.

“I don’t know what I would do without her,” Hawks beams to the reporter who had asked about you, “I mean, have you seen her? She’s the prettiest lady I have ever laid my eyes on and the most amazing wife and mother to our kids!”

“People say she is blessed to be married to me, but I can say for sure I am extremely blessed to be married to her”

Roughly turning the television off, the fan stormed into her bedroom before slamming the door shut behind her, causing the walls to shake. “How could you do this to me!” she screamed as she ran up to tear at the photos of Hawks she had glued on the walls of her bedroom, causing the covered walls to become bare again. “I thought you loved me! I showed you unconditional love! I’m your biggest fan! Everything was going great until that—that wench showed up!”

Boxes and figurines were tossed around, swung off shelves, quickly turning the room into a mess of Hawks merchandise.

It wasn’t until she finally looked over at her makeshift Hawks shrine that she let out a sigh, a smile growing on her lips. “Hawks, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it,” she cooed, walking up to the Hawks shrine before kneeling down in front of it. Reaching over to brush her finger gently over the photo of the two of them—a photo she managed to obtain at a VIP fan meet.

Pressing onto the photo where Hawks stood, she continued to stare at it lovingly, “I know you love me, Hawks. I’ll make sure that it will be just us again.”

“Yuto, Kazuto, hurry up and get dressed so we can visit papa at work,” you say from in the kitchen as you finished preparing lunch for the four of you—five, if you include the baby growing in your belly.

“I can’t find the Endeavor doll papa gave me!” Yuto cries, running into the kitchen with tears. Turning around, you offer the boy a gentle smile before brushing your hand through his soft blonde hair.

“Yuto, we can bring the Endeavor doll another time, okay? What if he gets lost today in papa’s big work building? That would be very sad, wouldn’t it?” You prompt and Yuto looks down before giving you a nod.

“We can find him together when we get back, okay? Right now, papa is waiting for us to come see him and he’s going to show you all of the cool stuff he does! We can wear our Hawks jacket instead to match papa. Doesn’t that sound fun?” Hearing your words, the bright red wings on his back fluff up and flutter in joy before he runs back to his room in joy. “Okay, mama!”

Placing the fried chicken into each container neatly, you covered the lids on them and placed them in the bag nicely before Kazuto walks in and takes the bag, hauling it over his shoulder. “I got it, mom.”

“Oh, honey, it might be heavy,” you try, but Kazuto shakes his head, “Don’t worry, plus your belly might make you tired, so I’ll carry this for you.”

Quick little platters rang in the air before Yuto popped back into the kitchen beside his older brother, “I’m ready, mama!”

You couldn’t help but smile at how cute they were, looking so handsome, just like their dad.

“Okay boys, put your shoes on and let’s head out the door to papa’s agency.”

And it was such a beautiful day for a walk. The sun was out with little to no clouds and there was just the right amount of breeze that helped keep the three of you cool during these summer days.

Even though Hawks’ agency was just a 20-minute walk, he kept insisting on calling you a cab so you wouldn’t have to walk so far with the boys while pregnant. Of course, you declined, saying how it would be healthy for you and the baby to get fresh air and to walk around—to which he finally and hesitantly agreed on before adding a “call me when you get here.”

It was a normal occurrence getting greeted by Hawks fans on your outings like today. Most of them along the lines of, “(Name)-san! You look great today!” or “Love to see you and the boys healthy!” and not to mention, “I love you guys!”

It was sweet seeing supportive fans that your hard-working husband has.

“Ah, look! There is papa’s agency!” you say, pointing to the large and tall building, watching how your sons’ eyes lit up in awe. “Wow!” Yuto exclaims, turning over to you while fluttering his wings. “Papa works there?”

“Yep! Let’s go and give him a surprise!”

Walking over to the crosswalk just in front of the agency, you held Yuto’s hand in yours as the three of you waited for the signal to change to allow you to cross the road. “The roads are empty today, but we still need to watch for cars,” you point out to your boys as they began to look both ways.

Everyone was busy at work, so no one was on the roads besides some parked cars. The crosswalk signal changed and played a tune while you and the boys began to cross the street towards Hawks’ agency to meet up with your dear husband.

The sound of squealing tires from beside you had caught your attention and once you turned your head, it was already too late to dodge the oncoming vehicle speeding towards you and the boys.

Gasping, you tried your best to push your boys out of the way as much as you could, but it wasn’t enough.

The corner of the car was still able to hit Yuto and Kazuto, sending them crashing a few feet away from you.

Unfortunately for you, the vehicle slammed head onto you. Rolling onto the hood, your head crashed into the windshield, smashing it and rolling off. A small pool of blood forming underneath your head as the car sped off.

Your head rang as your vision slowed significantly. Turning your head, you see your boys on the ground more than an arms length away from you as they struggled to get up.

Placing a shaky hand on your belly, you just hoped and prayed your baby was safe from the impact, but it wasn’t looking too good for you, you noted.

It was surprising to you all the thoughts and information were able to process through your head after such an event.

A crowd quickly formed around you and the boys as the voices began fading into the background as your conscious state was beginning to fade.

“My boys...” you say weakly to the stranger, eyes fluttering shut as your attempts to stay awake failed. “Ma’am! Keep your eyes open! Someone call for help!”

“Get H-Hawks,” you tried once more before you succumbed to the drowsiness. Suddenly, it clicked in someone’s mind. “That’s Hawks’ wife and kids! His agency is just down the road! Someone get him!”

Kazuto slowly sat up from the rough fall, looking down at himself to spot any injuries. Spreading his wings, they seemed to be in mint condition, although his hip throbbed and his leg was slightly bruising from the impact. It wasn’t until he heard Yuto sobbing that he turned to check on his younger brother.

Yuto was beside him, face scrunched up, shaking and sobbing as his eyes met those of his brothers. “I think my wing is broken,” Yuto informed, turning to give his older brother a glance of his droopy wing.

And before Kazuto could turn to check on you, a stranger stepped in his view, blocking him from the gruesome scene where his mother lay. “Hey there, friends, it looks like you both got a little bit hurt. The ambulance is on it’s way to take you and your mom to the hospital, so don’t worry. I’ll sit here with you guys and keep you safe, okay?”

The two boys could only nod.

Hawks spun around in his swivel chair eagerly as he waited for his wife and kids to arrive. Sighing, he took out his phone for the hundredth time in the last ten minutes, glancing at the last text message you sent.

From: wifey <3

‘Be there in five minutes! see you soon papa bird! <3’

But it had already been half an hour since your text. He knew that sometimes the boys took a little bit longer to get out of the house, but this was a bit off. Maybe he was just being a little impatient.

Suddenly a knock came at the door and he immediately got up to answer it, wings fluttering with excitement. But when he opened the door to find his assistant looking all frazzled, he raised a brow. “What’s up?”

“Hawks, your family,” they stammered, out of breath from running around the large building. “They’ve been in a bad accident in front of the agency. A car-”

Before they could even finish, Hawks had spun around and jumped through a large open window from his office before flying down towards where they had mentioned.

His eyes darted around quickly before catching sight of a large crowd. Sending his feathers down, his heart froze when he recognized you and his boys down there.

From the height he was at, he could already tell it wasn’t looking good. He could spot his boys’ wings from here, thankfully, shooting down towards them.

He just wanted to see his wife and kids and they end up getting hit by some low life?

Hawks landed quickly at the scene before rushing over towards his boys, who immediately noticed their father’s large wings. “Dad!”

Falling onto his knees, his hands roamed around their smaller bodies, checking for injuries before bringing them both in for a hug, relieved to see them alive and breathing. “Are you two okay?” Where does it hurt?”

“My body hurts a bit and Yuto’s wing might be broken,” Kazuto informed before Hawks immediately checked Yuto’s wing before he let out a sigh, “Just a sprain. Don’t worry, birdie.” he replies, pressing a kiss to his youngest’s head.

“Stay here, I’m going to go check on mom. These nice people will help you two, okay? I’m here now, don’t worry.” Hawks said firmly to the boys, giving them one last embrace before the stranger before stepped back in to stay with the boys as Hawks ran over to find you.

Once his eyes spotted you, he felt like his heart had stopped and died there and then.

To put it plainly, you looked dead—blood soaked clothes, unconscious and limp on the ground as the paramedics prepared the stretcher for you.

“(Name)!” Hawks called out, running to your body only to be stopped by a paramedic. “I’m sorry Hawks, but it’s best if you leave the rest to us.”

“W-where is she going?” Hawks asked as he watched them gently place your injured body onto the stretcher, following beside them and peeking at you the best he could. “We’re going to transport her to the nearest hospital. We have to check and make sure we don’t lose the baby. We don’t have time for any more questions,” and with that, they carefully lifted you into the ambulance and drove off, leaving him there with a million unanswered questions.

He wished he could be by your side, but right now, his boys needed him.

It didn’t take Hawks long to arrive at the hospital with Yuto and Kazuto. Reaching the emergency desk, Hawks immediately asked for you before receiving an answer that stopped his already shaking heart.

“There has been complications with her pregnancy, so they have to conduct an emergency C-section to try and save the baby,” they inform, Hawks’ blood turning ice cold.

“C-Section? But she’s only seven months along! The baby isn’t ready!” He cried, wings even more frazzled than before. “I understand your concern. That is why we will do our best to make sure the baby is as healthy as possible.”

Hawks could only stare in shock before turning to his two young boys, who looked up at him worried.

“Is mama going to be okay?” Yuto asked, his wing still drooping behind him. Hawks offered a small but weak smile, “the doctors are doing their best to make mama feel better. While they help mama, we need to get you two checked to make sure you’re doing okay,” Hawks continued, lifting Yuto into his arms.

“How’s it going, Kazuto? Does your leg hurt too much?” Kazuto shakes his head, “It hurts, but I can still walk slowly.” Hawks nods before reaching over to push his son’s hair back as the three walk to get the boys checked on.

“Hawks?” hear a soft female voice, Hawks quickly turned to see Fuyumi walking towards them with a small smile. Hawks quickly stands to greet the friendly face, “Thank you for coming on such short notice, Fuyumi.”

“Don’t worry about it, dad seemed worried when he told me about your situation. Anything to help a friend, right?” she says and Hawks couldn’t help but give her a relieved smile.

“Well, these are my boys. Kazuto is my oldest and Yuto is youngest. Well, with our new baby, Miyako will be the youngest,” Hawks explains as the two boys stand beside him, looking up at Fuyumi.

“Hi,” she starts, bending down towards their level, “My name is Fuyumi, I’m going to take care of you while your mama is getting better, okay?”

Yuto clings onto Hawks’ legs, “I don’t want to go.”

“You know, my dad is the number one hero, Endeavor. He’s kind of scary, but I’m sure he’ll teach you a thing or two about being a hero.” That caught the boys’ attention, their wings raising up.

“Your papa is the number one hero? My papa is the number two,” Yuto says and Fuyumi smiles at him. “That’s cool, huh? Your papa and my papa must be great friends.” Yuto couldn’t help but give her a cheeky smile, scrunching up his nose.

“Well, let’s say goodbye to your papa and let’s go to my house and we can eat, okay?” Gently taking their hands, Fuyumi brought them over to her side before the two boys wave goodbye to Hawks.

“Take care of mama, okay?” Yuto says as Hawks gives him a wink and a thumbs up. “I’ll tell her about how cool you two were being such big boys and not even crying.”

Hawks stepped closer towards Fuyumi, cupping his hand around his mouth, “Yuto’s wing has a sprain, so make sure he doesn’t use it and doesn’t sleep on it if he can help it. Kazuto’s left hip and leg is in bad shape and is pretty bruised, so please keep some ice on it.”

Pulling away, Fuyumi gives him a determined nod. “Thanks, see you in a few days.” and with that, she left the hospital with Yuto and Kazuto in hand.

Letting out a sigh, Hawks carried on over towards the waiting area while he waited for your operation to finish. It had been only an hour since he had gotten here, but it felt like forever while he waited for some sort of news.

After some time, he finally received news, great news.

His daughter Miyako had been born via c-section and had no underlying health issues. Unfortunately, because she was born premature, she would need to be monitored at the hospital until she was strong enough without the help of the equipment to finally go home.

That was fine by Hawks, of course, anything to help his baby girl.

Walking down the quiet halls of the hospital room, Hawks nervously made his way into the NICU, where his baby girl, Miyako, would be staying for some time.

“I’m here to see Miyako, I’m the dad,” he states before a nurse leads him over to her quiet room filled with the background noises of the equipment keeping her alive and healthy.

Gently walking over, Hawks peeked over where the little girl was being incubated, his heart swelling at the sight of his third child and first girl.

“Can I touch her?” Hawks asked the nurse behind him gently and nervously, seeing that she was tiny and barely over five pounds. “Of course, just wash your hands with soap.”

Doing just that, he made sure to take his time with cleaning his hands and forearms before drying them and making his way back to Miyako.

Sticking his arms into the small openings, Hawks brushed the back of his fingers across her small yet still chubby cheeks. A smile blossomed onto his lips when she stretched out from his touch and that’s when he finally noticed the little wings perched on her back.

“You have wings, baby girl,” Hawks commented as his fingers ran across her fuzzy grey wings. “That makes three of us, huh?”

He spent whatever time he could with her talking about himself, her brothers and her amazing mother before the nurse politely told him to leave so that Miyako could rest some more.

With all the terrible things that had happened, Miyako finally arriving was a good that broke the hardship.

Before he could visit your room, he was stopped in the halls by a detective who flashed him his badge, “we found the culprit behind this attack.” Hawks frowned at the detective, “Let’s go to a more private setting,” he replied as the two made their way into a private room.

“What did you find?” Hawks questioned, mirroring the detective who pulled out a chair to sit in. “An obsessed fan of yours,” he simply stated, tossing out a photo towards the winged man, “found this in the vehicle she was driving when she hit your wife and kids,” I assume you recognize the girl?”

Staring at the photo in his hand, Hawks let out a groan as he slumped back on his chair, “I should’ve never suggested bringing (Name) and the kids out into the public,” Hawks sighed.

“This would have never happened.”

“Keigo?”

“What is it, sweetheart?” he hums, fixing the vase full of your favorite flowers before walking over to you and sitting in the chair that sat beside your hospital bed.

“How are the boys doing?” you asked, rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand gently when he slipped his hand into yours.

It had been a day since you woke up, but three days since you had been admitted to the hospital, Hawks being one of the only people you had seen, including the doctors and your bedside nurses.

“Well, they miss you that’s for sure,” he smiles and you offer one back. “Are they injured? I wasn’t able to check up on them before I—well, you know,” you try, but Hawks shifts your thoughts away when he leans over to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Yuto just has a sprained wing and Kazuto’s a little bruised, but they’re being cared at, at the number one’s house,” your eyes widened, “Endeavor’s?”

“Well, technically, Fuyumi is watching over them,” Hawks continues and you relax once again with a smile, “Fuyumi has always been good with kids. They must be having a good time with her.”

“And Miyako? How is she?”

“She’s cute and small and has these cute grey fuzzy wings on her back,” Hawks says with a small giggle, “her nurse says she’s doing just fine and should be able to go home in a few weeks. They still want her to cook a bit in the incubator.”

You smile at him before closing your eyes and resting back on your pillow with a relieved sigh, “I’m glad that they’re all okay. I miss them so much.”

Hawks brings a hand to your cheek and you open your eyes to look up at him, nuzzling into his warm and large palm, “What’s wrong, honey?”

“I just feel like this is all my fault,” he starts, bringing his hand back as his gaze drops down to his lap, “I should’ve never asked to bring you and the boys out into the public. It was selfish of me, you guys would’ve been safer and this would’ve never happened.”

“Keigo, it’s not your fault,” you say, placing a hand on his cheek, but your movement was restricted due to the IV needle in your arm. Hawks brings your hand down to your lap, opting to hold it in his larger ones instead.

“We didn’t know this would’ve happened, plus it was just a crazy fan! Instead of you being mad, I should be mad because someone thinks they love you more than how much I love you!” you exclaim and Hawks couldn’t help the small smile on his lips.

“Trust in yourself,” motioning him closer, you pressing a kiss onto his lips before a teasing smile formed on your lips “I love you more than you can ever imagine, you dumb bird.”

And Hawks tucked your words into his heart and decided to trust himself on his next bizarre idea—visiting that crazy fan of his in prison.

Sitting in the cool, metal chair, Hawks waited patiently in front of the barrier for the guards to bring out his so called, number one fan—the person who tried to take out his whole family.

It wasn’t until she came into view and noticed him that her eyes seemed to light up in shock and joy. Throwing herself on the chair, she grabbed the phone as fast as she could, bringing it up to her ear. Hawks doing the same.

“H-Hawks? It’s really you! You came! You really came to see me!” she cried, and Hawks did not give her a spec of emotion.

“I’m only here to tell you a few things,” he started and she nodded excitedly. “You are a fan of mine and I adore and cherish my fans,” Hawks states, her cheeks turning rosy at his words. “I would expect you to do something as simple as respect me as a person, as a pro hero, and to respect my family—my wife and my kids.”

“I only did what I did because I love you!” she shot back and Hawks glared her down with his sharp eyes, “and because of that, I’m disappointing that you even have the nerve to call yourself my fan. I’ve blacklisted you from attending any of my fan meets or events.”

Her eyes widened before she began to shake her head in disbelief, “No, no, no...You don’t mean that! Hawks no!”

“But I doubt you’d be leaving prison anytime soon for attempted murder on three cases,” He shoots back, her sobs and wails audible through the thick barrier between them.

“But I love you!” she cries desperately, “don’t do this!”

Hanging up the phone, Hawks turned around as the wails from the unfortunate girl filled the air behind him, leaving him feeling lighter than ever.

And it seemed as if things continued to get better from thereon.

You sat in your hospital bed excited yet nervously as the nurse carefully transported Miyako into your arms for the first time. As the infant shifted around in discomfort, you gently cooed at her, Miyako recognizing your voice.

“Miyako, it’s mama. I’m sorry it took us so long to finally meet,” you say with a large smile as she turned to face you—her poofy and fuzzy wings resting over your arms warmly.

Hawks watched in adoration of the sight of his two favorite girls finally together in each other’s arms. Miyako no longer needed any medical assistance and you, finally bandaged and needle free.

“Miyako’s been doing perfectly fine without any of the medical equipment and should be able to go home in the next few days,” your nurse says and your head shoots over towards Hawks’ excitedly.

“Honey, honey,” you chirp, “We can finally go home in a few days!”

Hawks couldn’t help the chuckle and smile that formed on his lips, especially from how excited you were. You had been in this hospital for nearly a month now and eager to see your boys and to finally be home.

Leaning over, Hawks pressed a warm kiss onto your lips before running his finger over Miyako’s plump cheeks.

“I can’t wait to have you home and in my arms again.”

And did that day finally come.

You and Hawks made your way around the hospital with Miyako sound asleep in a stroller, thanking all the doctors and nurses for their help.

And to your surprise, Kazuto, Yuto and Fuyumi were at the main doors waiting for the three of you.

“Mama!” they cried before taking off towards you. Yuto wrapped his small arms around your legs as Kazuto, who was just a bit taller, wrapped his arms around your waist gently, pressing his face into your side.

“My boys, I missed you both so much,” you cried, pressing kisses all over their faces, seeing them light up with joy after being separated for so long.

“Would you like to see your little sister?” You ask with a curious smile, watching them suddenly turn timid, but slowly, they made their way to the stroller and found a little baby girl sleeping comfortably.

“She’s so small,” Kazuto notes, glancing back up at you with his proud big brother smile. “Hi, Miyako. You’re so cute,” Yuto giggles, watching her stir.

You couldn’t help but lean into Hawks at the sight. Everything was right. Even when you finally had the energy to check your phone, you were surprised to see how all the support from friends, family, and fans alike.

“The agency called and said we have like a million gifts from the fans to pick up. A lot of them are ‘get well’ gifts for you and the boys and some are baby gifts for Miya,” Hawks states with a smile and you tilt your head at him teasingly.

“Miya? You already gave her a nickname?” you tease and he couldn’t help but look away with a blush which made you laugh. “Well, Miya is going to have the best papa bird and brother birds in the world.”

But the feeling of being at home, away from the world and just with your family topped everything else.

You were in Hawks’ arms, resting comfortably and watching as your two young boys watched Miyako in awe, commenting about how cute she was or how cute her small grey wings were every minute.

“Keigo, I’m so happy,” you state, leaning into his body more as you let out a content sigh. “Thank you for everything,” glancing up, his gold eyes were already on you before the two of you connected with a kiss.

“I should be saying that to you, dove. You’ve given me a whole family to love.”

And for all the bad that had happened, being able to rest in the love of your life’s arms with your newly expanded family, seemed to wash all of that away.

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justwonder113 · 4 years ago

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Halu! Saw your post, and I'm looking forward for your future works. Can I request a Dad! haikyuu scenarios? Cause I'm really into that. When he and his pregnant s/o, went to the hospital for feral ultrasound. And the obstetricians revealed there’s 3 heartbeats. Which mean, they are having triplets. I wanna know their reactions so bad 😂 When I think of triplets, I'm thinking those character who most probably have strong genes. (Bokuto, Osamu, Atsumu and maybe, Ushijima?)

Oh my god this is such an adorable scenario. Ngl I keep reminding myself that I'm too young to have kids now (not that I have a bf or anything lol). Thank you very much for requesting, I really hope you will like it.

Hearing that you're going to have triplets

includes: Bokuto Koutaro, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu and Ushijima Wakatoshi.

Bokuto Koutaro

Honestly you were so thankful that you had Bokuto with you, he was the most amazing partner you could ask for. Always supportive and kind, never failing to make you feel deeply appreciated and loved.

Especially since he found out you were pregnant. The man was over the moon! You hadn't even finished the sentence he already had you in his arms spinning you around while proclaiming how happy he was. You felt silly that you were even worried about his reaction. You had never seen him more happy.

You just knew he would be the most amazing father.

He was always with you and helped you with whatever he could, say goodbye to even holding stuff. Cleaning and sometimes even cooking were immediately off your shoulders. And whenever you tried to tell him that you were more than capable of doing stuff he immediately shushed you saying that he was more than happy to help.

He didn't know much about pregnancy, tho he read everything with you and listened to you whenever you explained things to him, he just wanted to support you.

I see that he would also change his diet for you. It's important for pregnant women to have a healthy lifestyle during pregnancy. So when he saw that you tried to cut off junk food and other unhealthy food he immediately gave up on them too. If you stopped drinking coffee he would stop to, everything to support you.

When you told him that you had to go to ultrasound to make sure everything was right he immediately called and took a day off. You were so thankful for it, you told him that you could go alone but honestly you were terrified, this was your first pregnancy. You read almost everything and asked so many questions too and did everything you were told, but you were still beyond terrified on what the doctor would say, so having him around was really a big deal.

Especially when you noticed slight furrow on doctor's face. Your grip immediately tightened around his hand. Your mind immediately went to most terrible stuff in seconds, it didn't even cross your mind that you might be having triplets. You wanted to ask what was happening, but you didn't have courage, thankfully Bokuto got the clue and asked what was going on." I had to make sure, congratulations, you will be having triplets, I can hear three completely healthy heartbeats." The doctor beamed at you." Three heartbeats... Triplets..., oh my god Kou we're having triplets!" you couldn't believe your ears, heck you didn't even know what you were even feeling. You were thrilled yes but at the same time... Being mother of one kid seemed already hard, but triplets? Would you do a good job? What about Kou? Was he happy with the news?

You returned to reality after you felt two strong arms wrap around you tightly. Bokuto was beaming like crazy." Oh my god Y/N! We're having triplets!" He cheered loudly, startling both you and the doctor. "That's so amazing! We would have like half of a volleyball team! That's so cool! I never even thought we could have triplets, thank you so much, you really make me happiest!" He kept rambling on and on, pressing millions of kisses on top of your head. You never even realized when you started crying… "You're happy?" You asked quietly, almost a whisper."I'm beyond thrilled baby, this is going to be awesome! Don't worry about anything, we're going to do great you hear me!" He immediately assured you and planted another kiss on your head making you giggle as well. He was right as long you had each other you were not afraid of anything. You would do amazing!

Osamu Miya

I feel like he would be the most amazing husband. Really doting and caring.

Would also really try to help you with everything he could. Both around the house and with whatever you needed. Just imagine being able to taste Samu's cooking every day. (And I just know he would try and come up with new recipes just so he would keep things interesting for you, like you hate some food, and it's hella healthy and is good for pregnancy, you bet your butt he would try and come up with a recipe, so you could eat it that way and not gag. Alsosatisfying your cravings with his cooking would be like a challenge for him, he would be excited to try out new things.)

I think that after you told him the news that you were pregnant he knew that he had to change things. Like he already felt bad when he worked all this long days at his restaurant leading to sometimes neglecting you. He was thinking to hire an assistant, but was reluctant because he didn't think they would do as good of a job as him. But when you told him the news all the hesitation went through the window. Like hell, he was going to leave you alone, especially now that you were pregnant.

You were glad you could spend more time with your husband still you felt guilty because you knew how much his restaurant meant to him, and sometimes you couldn't help but think you were interfering with it. Osamu reassured you million times that it definitely wasn't like that and that he was beyond happy that you were going to be parents even thought you weren't planning it just yet. He never failed to show you how appreciated and loved you were but the thoughts still lingered.

When doctor told you the news you felt your breath hitch. Osamu's grip on your hand tightened. You wanted to look at him for reactions, but you couldn't force yourself.

You were terrified. What if he wasn't happy, what if he didn't want so many children. Your mind felt like a thread mill, you didn't even notice when the doctor left the room to give you two few minutes. You had your chaos going on in your brain. What if...

your chain of thoughts were interrupted when you felt the pair of lips clash against yours. You let out a startled noise but returned it. Osamu cupped your cheeks, and rested his forehead against yours.

"Sorry for startling you love."He said and pinched your cheek playfully, giving you a heartfelt smile. "I'm so happy, I don't know what to say." He gave you another peck making you smile. "Three kids! This is going to be amazing love! And I bet your cute butt Tsumu's going to be so jealous!" He snickered and planted yet another kiss on our face. "You have no idea how happy you make me! You're the most amazing thing that has happend to me." The last comment made you crack and you let out all your emotions. Motherhood really scared you especially now that you knew you were going to become a mother of three. But still, you have never felt happier. What more could you ask for? You had the most loving husband and you would have three most amazing children.

"Thank you Samu..." You couldn't even stop your tears now, but you were grinning from ear to ear and Samu was returning the smile.

"No, thank you Y/n. Thank you for being in my life! You're everything I could ever ask for and so much more more. I know you're scared and so am I but we're going to do amazing you got me? Don’t worry your pretty head about anything" He reassured, you nodded and kissed him passionately, your hands rubbing away his tears. "That's my girl. Come on let's rub it in on Tsumu's face!" He grinned mischievously, making you giggle.

He was right you two were going to do amazing, you just couldn't help but wait until you could hold your kiddos in your hands.

Atsumu Miya

If you thought that Atsumu was clingy before you should have seen him now that he heard you were pregnant. He was basically glued to your side.

Not gonna lie the man probably cried when he heard that you were pregnant. And you felt silly that you were worried about his reaction to begin with.

He would try his best to help you with everything, but for the love of god don't let him near the kitchen. (I think out of these four characters he is the worse cook. I headcanon that Osamu learned how to cook because Atsumu couldn't cook at all and it was pretty much pointless to turn to him when he was hungry and there was no food at home, and I'm pretty sure he caused a kitchen fire at least once.)

Really supportive and tries to do everything for you, at some point you really have to make him stop because you can hold your own purce. I can clearly imagine him carrying everything for you, whispering reassuring things and proclamations of love whenever he can.

And don't let me started about him showing you off. One would think that his amazing pregnant wifey is the only thing that he talkes about. All his social media would be filled with pictures of you too. Just imagine having all those cute photo sessions with him!!! ( Yes I have a baby fever now)

"Congratulations, I hear three completely healthy heartbeats. You're going to have triplets!" The elderly woman announced to you with a warm smile. You just stared at her dumbfounded cuz like 3? You would have 3 little Atsumus walking all over your house?

Before you could even react your husband engulfed you in the biggest hug ever, almost knocking you out of the chair. "Oh my god, baby we're going to have triplets it's so amazing! We're going to have three kids! This is so cool!”He gasped as he realized something. “Soon we could have like our own volleyball team! Oh my god, Samu's going to be so jealous. As long as we're out I'm going to rub it in his ugly face!" Let's say you had to drag your hyperactive husband out of the doctor's office after he also almost tacked her too thanking her for the news.

He just wouldn't stop rambling how much he loved you and how thankful he was to have you in his life. And let's say in a matter of minutes everyone knew you two were going to have triplets.

Also let's just say that at some point you really had to shut him up with kisses, because as much as you love him and felt happy he was this amazed, it was still 3 am, and you wanted to sleep

You sure as hell scored yourself one heck of an amazing family.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Precious baby!!!

He was so happy when you announced him your pregnancy! He spend whole night hugging your belly whispering all the sweet stuff and how he couldn't wait to meet your kid, and how he would teach them everything he knew. You couldn't stop your tears it was such a happy sight.

I just imagine him being on his tippy toes whenever he's around you, bacause he's so large and strong he's fraid he's going to hurt you or the baby.

Also have I said that he would do anything for you? You would be like "Toshi..." And he's like "on it!" No matter which weird craving you have he would bring you everything without a single thought. Your wishes are his top priority.

He would also read books about pregnancy, just so can he know what's happening, and he would also ask you questions so he can understand everything better.

He would also help with your healthy diet, he would bring you all kinds of stuff saying "I heard it's good for pregnant women." (He's such a sweetheart I can't.)

He would also give best massages whenever you feel sore or tired. Anything to make you feel comfortable.

I think that his love language is through acts of service and trust me when I say this, he makes sure you feel loved and appreciated every day.

When the doctor told you the news he gave you the sweetest and warmest smile, immediately washing away all your possible worries. He grabbed your hands and littered them with softest kisses. Muttering to you how happy he was, how he loved you and how much he coudln't wait until they were born with tears on his eyes.

Let's say the doctor had to give you few minutes to yourself because now you were a sobbing mess and were clingling to your husband like your life depended on it. You were just so happy!

The same night he would bring you all sorts of magazines and would help you choose whatever you needed just so the triplets could have the cutest nurcery. (He let you choose anything, he just made comments then and there as he had you in his lap all cutely, snuggled against his chest. His warm hands securely on your belly, softest smile on is face.)

So this is it, I really hope you like it, this was my first time writing headcannons like this; Sorry if it has any mistakes, English is my second language and I still make mistakes. if you have any other requests don't hesitate to ask, I will be glad to write them^^

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zukuist · 4 years ago

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beach [hcs]

“you go on a beach vacation with them”

includes: todoroki shouto, shinsou hitoshi, bakugou katsuki

your name is shortened to y/n, f!reader, no corona au, engaged au with shouto, bilingual reader??

notes: i thought of this because i watched twice’s momo and sana hawaii vlog, and they literally looked like they were having the best time of their life?? so i decided to make this <3

todoroki shouto

so this is how it all began

todoroki comes home to you sitting on the couch, scrolling on your phone

and he moves behind you to rest his head over yours, and he sees you looking at hawaii pictures

todoroki’s like “do you wanna go there?” since you were just staring at that one particular photo

and you’re like “maybe?? i would visit hawaii if i got the chance.”

todoroki’s like.. “i have money, and time so.. do you wanna go to hawaii?”

but you’re like “but.. aren’t you a pro hero? what if something happens?”

“i can take a few days off, and besides— we’re engaged so staying in hawaii for a bit doesn’t sound bad.”

and that’s how it all began

the both of you guys are so hyped for this vacation, well.. most especially you since you wanted to go there

you wanted to split the expenses with him, but he already paid for the nicest hotel </3

todoroki can only watch in amusement and adoration, as you sit there all cute beside him on the plane going there

japan and hawaii are really far from each other so.. the both of you guys take a lot of naps— heating you up with his left side as y’all do so.

people stare at y’all a lot, but most especially shouto because.. hello? who wouldn’t (he doesn’t stare back at them though, his eyes are glued on you.)

shouto has basic english knowledge, so it’s not as good as yours— so he has to rely on you for a bit.

but the actual trip was super enjoyable

he purchased you some cute clothes for you to wear, and he absolutely loves seeing you in summer dresses

the dress compliments your skintone so well, insert todoroki simping

will also probably buy you a cute lil hair clip

lots of pictures taken there. have mercy on his storage bc it’s all jusy burst photos of you

his cheeks go a little red when he sees you in your swim attire— but gosh! look at him in his swim wear, that fine mofo

he’ll help you apply sunscreen on your back if you need help, and he’ll just watch you play in the water from afar

but don’t get me wrong, you’ll eventually drag him into the ocean

he’ll help you dry off after swimming (if you have curly hair, he’ll just watch you dry your hair, as he dries your body off.)

then, y’all will take a walk around the place— enjoying the scenery while talking about whatever

then he’ll bring you to the restaurant for some dinner, and he’ll get you anything— dessert, drinks, etc (uGH pls marry me)

at the end of the day, y’all head back to the hotel extremely satisfied—

and the both of you guys fall asleep in each others arms, his right side cooling you off

shinsou hitoshi

shinsou’s not a big vacation person, so y’all don’t go on vacations a lot

but he feels like he should do something for you, since the crime rate has gone done drastically

and he wants to celebrate with you, but he just doesn’t know what to do yet.

until he sees you looking at bahamas pictures on pinterest, and suddenly— he knows what he wants to do

“do you want to go to the bahamas?” he’ll bring it up when y’all are eating lunch

“hm, i want to! but there’s just no correct time.”

“ah but, the crime rate has gone down by a lot— so i want to celebrate by bringing you there.”

your eyes brighten up, and it seems to be that bringing the bahamas up has made you happy

y’all both plan it out maybe 5 days before, and the both of you split the expenses

i headcanon that once you guys are old enough, you get a cat

so you had to drop off the cat at a friend’s house, because you’d be at hawaii for nearly a week

encourages you to sleep on the plane ride, but this man won’t sleep on the plane at all (you won’t catch him lacking)

he’s a little overwhelmed when he gets there at first, because.. it’s so bright tf

but it’s actually a really relaxing place.

compliments you when he sees you wearing your swim attire. he looks very casual but on the inside, he’s freaking out

he’ll watch you play around in the water from the shade,

and if he thinks you’re going a little too far, he’ll probably jump right in and bring you back lol

another person that’ll take a lot of pictures, but they’ll be so memey </3 so he’ll have something to tease you about in the hotel room

but don’t get me wrong, he takes good pictures of you

he’ll let you lay your head on his lap while he dries your hair (that is, if you don’t have curly hair)

but if you do, he’ll just let you rest on his lap— as he checks your body for any sun burns

ugh you look so fine in your sundress though, he’s tracing your sides as he tells you how “pretty you look in that dress, kitten”

y’all will probably get room service, since hitoshi prefers it in there— since he can talk about how good you look so openly

then, you’ll take a walk around the shoreline, enjoying how the beach looked at night time— brieflu before returning back

will ask if you enjoyed the entire experience, hand in yours as he luls you to sleep

bakugou katsuki

okay.. but you have to convince him for a long time, and you have to be consistent

at first, he’ll scoff at you and say “no, do you know how expensive that is?”

but you’re rich? tf bakugou

okay but he actually wants to go with you, he just wants to plan this trip at least 2 months prior.

and he’s a big tsundere

but he does all the planning, because everything has to be correct for y/n!

but he’ll still go to you for confirmation.

okay but.. he’ll make y’all leave at 6pm for your flight at 10pm, and then he’ll nag you to go to sleep on the plane

like smh— why are we so early??

anyways, once y’all arrive there— he’ll watch you run around the beach, basking in the beautiful scenery

he’ll just smirk in amusement as you do so

you’ll buy those flower clips, and he’ll just laugh and say they “don’t look that bad”

but he’s actually simping hard for you, so don’t be misguided.

when he sees you in your swimwear, his cheeks will be red,

then he’ll say stuff like “can we just stay in? you look so good rn it’s unreal, y/n”

a lot of people stare at him for multiple reasons.

one— he’s hot

two— he’s such a beefy pro hero

but he’s actually trying his best to be on the down low, because this is a trip for you and him.

he doesn’t care about anyone else rn.

he’ll take a few pictures of you and him, and he’s surprisingly a good photograper

(i feel like all of them are, but in their own way.)

will laugh at you playing in the water, and he’ll probably take one video of you being absolutely wrecked by a wave

but if he sees you getting dragged in too much, he’ll come and save you lol

“idiot,” he scolds as he dries your body off, flicking your forehead as he goes on a tangent about how you almost drowned

man’s the son of 2 fashion designers so you bet he was the one that bought you new clothes for you to wear

he’s still pleased by the appearance of you in a pretty dress.

y’all will probably buy ingredients in hawaii, so he could cook y’all something (you could do that there)

then, he’ll probably feed you the food— as he asks you how you feel about everything, and if the experience was perfect

after dinner, he’ll probably offer to massage your feet just because he can (he doesn’t do this a lot so !!)

bakugou really enjoyed going to hawaii, surprisingly. he’s just very tsundere about it

he’ll probably arrange more vacations with you from now on

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bssaz97 · 3 years ago

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2021 Lancaster Week Day 3: Text Chain

After a long day of huntress work, and a shower, Ruby lays prone on her bed trying to unwind and relax. Her hair was still slightly damp but it was nothing traditional air drying could fix. Also Yang held the hair dryer at the time, no one was getting that away from her.

With nothing else to do, Ruby takes out her new scroll, the one provided by General Ironwood, and scrolls through her transferred contacts. While she was happy with this new scroll, she was disappointed that her messages and chats from the previous device were unable to transfer. Nearly two years worth of memories were no longer there and this made Ruby feel slightly bummed out.

While scrolling through her contacts, she notices something that caught her eye. Upon looking carefully at Jaune’s contact icon, gone was Jaune’s old Beacon face, replaced with his Huntsman license picture with current Atlas hairstyle. She did her best to stifle herself from laughing.

Smiling, she taps on Jaune’s contact and opens a chat with her fellow leader and friend.

Ruby: Hey Jaune.

“New scroll, new memories,” Ruby chants to herself. She shifts on her bed, not sure when Jaune would reply to her message. May take a–

Vomit Boy: Hey.

–or he could respond instantly. This works as well.

Ruby: Like your new profile pic!

Ruby: It looks professional. ^_^

Ruby waits for his reply, hoping Jaune was in the mood to talk.

Vomit Boy: Thanks! I’m still processing that we’re technically Huntsmen now.

Ruby: I know, right?

Ruby: It’s so cool!

Vomit Boy: What are you girls up to rn?

Ruby: We got back from a mission, so we’re all pretty tired.

Ruby: You?

Vomit Boy: I’m beat, so are Ren and Oscar. Nora is …well, Nora.

Ruby: lol

Vomit Boy: But we’re good.

Ruby: Nice!

Ruby is glad to hear that Jaune, Ren, Nora and Oscar are settling in nicely. After traveling two continents together, she had established an attachment with everyone on Jaune’s team, so to hear that they were doing well made her happy.

Ruby: Hope you aren’t mad about us leaving you to babysit all those kids.

Vomit Boy: Ha. You don’t say?

Vomit Boy: It’s alright though, I don’t think any of you minus Ren and your sis knows anything about kids.

Ruby: Hey Weiss has a younger sibling!

Vomit Boy: Isn’t he the reason she’s not an heiress anymore?

Ruby: …

Ruby: Fair.

Vomit Boy: Anyway, I took some pictures during the first day of the job. Wanna see?

Ruby: Sure!

Ruby happily kicks her legs back and forth, she’s gonna have some new photos in her gallery, new memories!

Vomit Boy: *shows the front of a elementary school, called “Mantle Elementary”*

Vomit Boy: Here’s the school!

Ruby: I see! Cool!

Ruby knew it wasn’t all that amazing, but it was Jaune’s first day as a huntsman so she wants to support him. He deserves that and more.

Vomit Boy: *shows a group of children waving at the camera*

Vomit Boy: Here are the kids who I was escorting.

Ruby: Aw! ^v^

‘So these were the kids that Jaune looked after as a traffic guard, they look like a good group of kids. Hopefully they didn’t give him too much trouble,’ Ruby ponders while looking at Jaune’s proud face.

Vomit Boy: *A selfie of Jaune… shirtless, fresh from the shower*

Ruby’s face flushes at the sight, nearly dropping her scroll from her hands.

Vomit Boy: CRAP!

Vomit Boy: I didn’t mean to send that!

Vomit Boy: Ignore that picture! DX

That was something Ruby could not do, her eyes were glued to screen as she observes the results of Jaune’s countless night training sessions.

Ruby was no stranger to seeing muscular guys, there were many shirtless men during the first night she spent at Beacon. Seeing her friend shirtless, his chest bare and his abdomen exposed on her scroll screen, it made her cheeks glow as bright as her namesake.

Especially since she was starting to become aware of her budding attraction towards her fellow leader.

Her fingers twitch and hover over her scroll’s key pad, not sure how to reply to this little accident.

~ ~ ~

‘Crap! Crap! Crap! Why didn’t you delete that photo earlier,’ Jaune thought, chiding himself in his head.

He truly didn’t mean to send that embarrassing photo, he misclicked and absentmindedly sent his shirtless frame before he realized his mistake.

How could he fix this? Ruby is an understanding person so she possibly may just brush it off as a simple accident. But the next time they meet will no doubt be awkward.

As he was cursing himself his scroll pings, signifying that Ruby finally responded to his message.

His eyes shift down to look at his chat on this screen.

Crater-Face: You’re ok.

Jaune lets out a sigh of relief, nothing was awkward, at least he still hopes that is the case. Either way, it’s one disaster that was avoided.

He didn’t know what he would do if his long time friend, one that he admires and holds in high regard, found him to be weird, sending mixed signals.

He’s about to type a message of thanks when he sees that Ruby was still typing something.

‘Was there something else she wanted to say?’ Jaune asks himself. He shakes his head dismissively.

‘She probably just wants to make a joke about the picture, like how my hair looks like bananas or something,’ He concludes as he waits for his fellow leader’s reply.

He soon eats his own words quickly, for just as he receives her message though, his jaw dropped.

Crater-Face: *picture of Ruby in her pajamas in her dorm’s bathroom, her hair still damp and shining in the light. She even makes a, shockingly, less than adorable pouting face while her silver eyes star at the camera*

Crater-Face: You should be careful who you send those kinds of pictures to, mister VB. I’m all flustered now. >3<

Jaune was at a loss for words. Had Ruby– was she flirting with him!?

Crater-Face: Well?

Crater-Face: How do I look?

Jaune pauses then pinches himself to make certain that he was not hallucinating– “Ah!” –Nope, he was awake.

This was real. This was his long time friend and newly found crush texting him a selfie and asking for validation.

His validation.

Jaune’s fingers tremble over his scroll’s keypad.

~ ~ ~

Ruby sits down on the counter awaiting Jaune’s reply, nervously twiddling her finger. She really hoped that she wasn’t too forward, it took a lot of tries and effort on her part to get it just right. Nervously angling and posing for the picture she just sent, and even still that was the fourth one she had managed to take.

She feels her scroll ping, he replied. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, she looks down to see what he said.

Vomit Boy: You look amazing. <3

Ruby lets out a shaky laugh, next thing she knows her face is flushed again. Only this time, it’s accompanied with giggles of elation.

In the next room over, Jaune was having a similar reaction. Smiling ear to ear at the “heart” he got in reply.

Crater-Face: ^v^ <3

— Fin.

@knight-of-lancaster

#lancaster week 2021 #ruby x jaune #rwby jaune x ruby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #rwby ruby #rwby jaune #rwby jaune arc #rwby lancaster #lancaster rwby #rwby ruby x jaune #jaune arc #text chat

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brokenmusicboxwolfe · 2 years ago

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So, while I try to get the photos off the camera (forgive the poor quality, but I am not used to moving targets)

My con thoughts….

OMG! I must have been having fun. It felt like it only lasted five minutes!

I was so tired, since I ended up with only three hours sleep and woke up before the alarm, that I decided to head out a half hour before the con to minimize the traffic every bit I could. The con started at 10am, and I was there at 9:30. It ran until 5 and I got to my car at 5:10, so I guess I guess I maximized my time!

Now what’s funny is, I actually ended up the first person in! When I got there they already had lines snaking out the front of the convention center, but it turned out they were almost all folks that had purchased online and were there to check in. There was a cash line off to one side, but then a few if us noticed a cash line on the other with no one there. There was a little goof, and the guy running that side sold his tickets a few minutes early before they caught it. Three of us had bought tickets already, and the other two went off to do something. I waited at the door, so the moment they announced the con open I stepped in while all those folks lined up in the other lines were just started to get their wristbands. That will never happen again!

The good news is the con seemed well attended. The bad news is that spending was way down, judging from my many conversations with artists and dealers. That does worry me a bit. I want the con to thrive and folks to come back year after year. It’s purely selfish, of course. I need the sense of community it offers, even if it is only for a few hours once a year.

As always, I went around the room talking to all the artists, writers, makers, and the like I could. In fact it ended up taking me…you are NOT going to believe this…. 3 1/2 hours to go around the room just once! I used a lot of self control, resisting buying anything the first time. I made up for it.

I say I made up for it, and I did buy stuff, but it was like last year. Besides a gift for Mom, most of what I bought was of the “OHHH, you are so enthusiastic! Tell me all about your stuff and I’ll buy the cheapest thing you have.” sort. It had to be cheap, because I was trying to spread my money around to as many people as possible, and after buying gas I hadn’t had but so much left.

I really didn’t do any “I LOVE it! I have to have it!” buying because I’m not rich enough to do both. I could either buy those comics, stickers, buttons, etc from a dozen artists in need of a bit of love OR I could have bought that cool handmade felt hat decorated with mushrooms that I sighed over every time I passed.

That’s fine. What isn’t fine is how guilty I felt when I’d talk to folks and not buy anything. I don’t know which made me feel more rotten, when the artist is super delightful as they gush about the work but I can’t afford it OR when it is someone I have bought from before, and who remembered me, but I couldn’t afford anything.

Heck, one guy had a nice conversation with me about science fiction media mags from out day, and was the ONLY person I have ever met that was a Video Watchdog fan like me, AND gave me candy because I looked like I could use it…then I didn’t buy his new book just because I didn’t have enough left in my wallet.

And yet at the end of the day, what did I do? I grabbed a dejected guy leaving and hour early and told him I had been wanting to buy something of his, and then spent $5 on a photo he’d taken of the New Bern waterfront and awkwardly printed out and glued to card paper. Because, darn it, he can learn better ways to print his photos, and yet undoubtedly not making enough to pay for his booth might discourage him from trying again.

I’m weak. I can’t help it. I wish I were rich enough to buy something from everyone, but I’m not, and I shouldn’t feel guilty.

But I am too good at guilt! LOL At the big cons like Heroes I never felt this way, but then I didn’t have conversations to make it all up close and personal.

Some folks remembered me from last year, and since I was wearing a mask (yes, still) it was extra surprising. Several even remembered what I had bought! Am I that memorable, even with half my face hidden?

The most astonishing discovery from conversations was that the husband half of an artist/writer couple had actually lived in Jamesville, and his mother still lives around here! That was a shock! (though finding out his parents were only a few years older than me was another kind of shock! LOL) I talked with them way too long, mostly ragging on my home town with someone that could get it.

So I yammered. A lot. To think I spent a few decades barely able to speak to strangers, and not I can’t shut up. Loneliness does weird stuff to folks.

The most surprising booth was from the NC Aquarium. I think they were enjoying themselves, though I seem to have forgotten to photography the jellyfish hat one was wearing. I did get one of a taxidermy critter in a superhero suit that they had set up.

I missed ALL the panels. I never even got to dig through any of the boxes of old comics. I didn’t mean to, I just lost track of time.

Costumes were wonderful as usual. They said they had over 85 entries in the costume contest, and not everyone in costume took part. Honestly, the one that gave me the first moment of delight for the day was a Santa/Obi Wan mashup carrying a candy cane lightsaber and a Grogu elf! But there were all sorts of fun costumes, and gimmicks during the contest, like one guy pulling a fire trick in his hands or a Spidey that shot webbing so the audience gave up a “OOOOOOO” of surprise. The fact I hadn’t a clue who half the characters were is only a reflection my pop culture ignorance caused by a lack of money or time.

And as the dealers started packing up I hobbled painfully around the convention to say goodbyes, and ask people how their con went. My feet were in agony. The ankle braces, knee brace, and wrist brace were now causing their own pain. My awkward conversational skills had only gotten more awkward as pain distracted me. And yet I hated for it to end.

I didn’t want to go. Not really.

Here I was with people passionate about the things they loved. People who made things and wrote things and collected things, things that are fantastical. Things like I like, even when they aren’t exactly the things I like. People that I can feel a sort of “like me!” that I otherwise never get to experience in the real world.

On the way home I pulled into the mall to buy a thai tea with boba to drink on the way home. I have neither had a drink like that*, nor set foot in the mall, since 2019. It was a huge indulgence, but it let me delay the post convention blues until after the drive. It was one final special thing before real life returns.

So the con is over, a blur of memory that I can barely sort out. It flew by so blindingly fast it was dizzying!

I am soooo glad I got to go. It reminded me what it felt like to go places and do things. Even though I badly fumbled conversations and made an idiot of myself, even though I didn’t get to do everything I meant, even though I spent all the money I brought….It just felt so GOOD!!!

*You have NO idea how tempting even food court take out was by then. I haven’t had take out since my birthday last December (and even then didn’t buy a drink) so my empty stomach started telling me to buy a gyro from the place next door. I resisted that at least!

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aotimagines · 4 years ago

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Aperture [1]

Hey. Remember when this blog hit 5,000 followers and I mentioned I was going to be writing something self-indulgent? The moment has finally arrived, lol. The idea spiraled way out of control before I could stop myself so here we are. This is probably not what the anon meant when they sent this in, but I couldn’t stop myself from plotting this story out. It’ll probably have around 8-10 chapters and I want to be realistic and say I’ll be able to update frequently, but there are no promises. My goal is for a new chapter every two weeks, but it’ll probably be closer to once a month. It will contain NSFW at some point, so minors do not interact. To the anon who sent this request in almost a year ago, I am so sorry this has taken me this long to write. I apologize and hope that this suffices. Without further ado, I hope you enjoy the first chapter!

“Could you lift your head and look towards the camera, please?”

Your breath was nearly whisked away from your lungs at the sight of your model’s eyes flickering towards you, the intensity swirling behind his irises rooting you to your spot. They reflected the ocean itself—deep, vibrant, and tumultuous just like rolling waves and you felt yourself drowning at sea. You could barely tear your eyes away from his ethereal beauty; from the sharp angle of his jaw, to his sinewy, sun-kissed skin. Each and every ripple of muscle resembled someone akin to a Greek statue over real life and the longer you looked at your model, the more difficult it became to stop your eyes from gazed lower…

Immediately, you brought your camera back up to your eye to conceal your reverie and took another photo, peeling the camera back to examine the frame you had just taken with more intense than you should have. “Great!” Your voice came out rushed and quick—high and pitchy. You wanted to die right then and there on the spot, but you needed to act more professional even if you couldn’t resist the temptation to ogle your client’s perfectly sculpted, perfectly nude body.

It was wrong. It was beyond heinous but, the instant Eren Jaeger walked out to your photoshoot and shed his robe, his stunning looks had been on your mind. As a professional photographer, you had seen your fair share of models, both nude and not, so why were you acting so ridiculous? There was something undeniably electric about Eren and the way he was able to express so much emotion through his eyes alone. After having worked with him for only an hour, you could definitely see why he was scouted to be a model. There was an air of shyness that radiated off him despite the wave of confidence that brimmed so brightly from within. It was cute, which felt foreign and almost like an insult when thinking about the man standing before you.

Still, you needed to maintain your composure and do your job. You could allow yourself to be dazzled by your model for a moment, but now you needed to get back to work. Standing, you exchanged a friendly smile with Eren and motioned to his hands, pointing out, “Do you mind if we get some close-up shots of the watch? I know the campaign said that they wanted a full body shot, but I’d like to give some other options…”

“Sure,” he agreed, his electric gaze never leaving your face even as he held out his wrist and loosened the tension. Immediately, you snapped into your role as the photographer and began taking photos, unaware that you inching several steps closer.

Captivated with the elegance of his long, deft fingers, you became enraptured in your own little world and mindless gave instruction and praise, your prior embarrassment all but gotten. You were unaware of the way Eren’s eyes were glued to your every expression; the way your tongue would push through your lips as you found an angle or shape you liked. As exhilarated as you were to photograph him, Eren was, in kind, just as thrilled to way the way you worked. It was difficult tot keep cool and focus on his job with the way you moved around him, the sheer delight across your face almost tangible. He had been subjected to many photographers, some good and bad, but never…

“Okay!” Your voice dragged him from his thoughts, your lips curved into a soft, gentle smile. “I think we got it? Good work, Eren. You were great.”

“Ah—thanks,” he replied, the fabric of his robe hitting his shoulders before he realized it. One of the assistants must have gotten it for him and it took him all but five seconds to realize that he was still standing before you, naked. His cheeks heated up, a tennis ball lodged in the back of his throat, but he managed to force out, “You were a good photographer. It was, uh…easy to follow your instruction.”

You were positively beaming by the time he glanced at your face, eyes wide and sparkling. “Thank-you! That means a lot, especially since I’m kind of new to working on a professional set and everything.”

“Seriously!” Eren couldn’t believe that he was still continuing the conversation—continuing to praise you, a complete and utter stranger—but here he was. Eren was not the type of person to be physically attracted to anyone right off the bat, but there was something so…mesmerizing about you that he couldn’t bring himself to stop talking. “It was a nice shoot. I didn’t even realize we were here for a couple hours.”

“Me either,” came your confession, camera clutched between your hands. “You take direction really well. Oh!” As if an idea just came to your head, you moved to the monitors behind the lights and popped out your SD card, gently sliding the chip inside the reader. Angling your chin, you glanced up at his features, your eyes shining with complete and utter excitement. “Want to see some of the shots? I usually offer to let the models see so they can view the before and after.”

“Uh…” Eren contemplated it for a moment, his mind very cognizant of the fact that he was still only wearing a robe. You seemed completely oblivious to it, which dashed some of his prior thoughts. A moment passed by until he cracked a smile and moved closer to gaze down at the computer monitor. “Sure. I don’t really get a chance to see what I can improve on, or anything.”

Your fingers clicked open the file folder, pulling up the images you had taken not even ten minutes ago. Scrolling through, your eyes darted from one side of the screen to the other as if making mental notes about which ones you wanted to save for editing, later. “Here—this one is really nice,” you said, double-clicking the image until it was pulled up for Eren to see. Despite his nudity being on full display, Eren couldn’t help but notice how…tasteful it was done. Truly, like mentioned in the job description, his focus was on the multitude of watches adorning his wrist, but there was something else about it that…

It was like you had managed to dig deep inside of him and photograph his soul; his emotions. Everything was displayed in his eyes and it took Eren a second to recognize himself. His silence made you worry, hastily bringing up, “Of course, they will look better with editing in post, but—”

Eren shook his head, cutting off your explanation before you could really begin. “No, it’s—it’s not that! Really, the photos are…” He floundered for the right word to describe what you had created; what you had managed to pull out of him and then captured on film. No other photographer had managed that before, so to see himself like that was a little…

“It’s different,” he concluded, gaze still lingering on the images on the screen. “I’m not used to seeing myself look like that. You’re an amazing photographer and I’m sort of struggling to come up with a better compliment than that.”

Visibly, you relaxed upon hearing his praise, pride swelling inside your chest when you realized that he liked the photos. “It makes it easier when my model is able to pull from within, too,” you countered, finally looking up at him after what felt like an eternity. Eren’s eyes met yours and it was like a magnetic field was drawing you closer to him, but you refrained from your urges and settled for exiting out of the photos. It took everything inside of you to swallow back the attraction and fascination that was bubbling inside of you, which only made you antsy and anxious to begin the editing process.

“Anyways, I should let you get dressed. I’m sure you’re itching to get out of here.”

“Ah, right.” Reluctantly, Eren broke eye contact first and stretched, the fabric of his thin robe inching higher against his toned thighs. You jerked your head away from him to conceal the heat crawling across your cheeks and praised whatever deity above that Eren hadn’t paid any attention to your sudden shy demeanor. He seemed to think to himself for a moment before exhaling deeply and walking off, leaving you to skim through the multitude of images you had taken.

A period of time passed because, the next thing you knew, Eren was back by your side, his silky, chocolate-colored tresses pulled back into a bun that rested at the nape of his neck. Small hairs framed his face, only fanning the fuel to his already handsome, boyish looks. You swallowed thickly and offered a smile, rising from your chair to ask, “You heading out?”

“Yeah, but I actually wanted to ask you something, first…” Eyebrow quirked, you watched Eren rock back and forth on his feet, a nervous energy teeming off of him. While the two of you knew nothing about each other outside of first and last names, you couldn’t help but wonder if this was typical behavior. He seemed to self-assured whenever he spoke. Was there something wrong with the photos after all? Before you could ask, Eren’s hand shot out and encircled around your wrist, preventing you from turning away or moving back to your computer screen. “Listen,” he pressed closer, temporarily catching you off guard with how bold he was being, “there’s a party happening later tonight. I really don’t want to go, but my manager said it’d be good for connections and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me.”

“Why?” The question escaped your mouth before you could process what was happening, confusion written across your features. You didn’t pull away from his touch, however, and repeated after a moment of clarity, “You barely know me, Eren. We’re strangers. Shouldn’t you invite one of your friends?”

Eren fell silent for a moment before an uncharacteristic smirk danced across his lips. There was something fierce about the glimmer in his eyes and his body language exuded an amount of confidence he had only displayed the instant his eyes locked with your camera lens earlier that afternoon. He leaned in closer, studying the way your face heated up, before murmuring in a low tone, “I saw the way you were looking at me, earlier.”

Embarrassed, you averted your eyes to the ground. “I’m—I’m sorry! Really, I sometimes get lost in my work and you are beautiful, so I…got swept away. It was unprofessional and I swear it won’t happen again, if we happen to work together.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” Eren chuckled, the sound so dizzying that you felt yourself drawn to it—to him—like a moth circling a flame. This was a dangerous game you two were playing and you weren’t sure what kind of out come Eren was looking for. Rather, he released your hand and stepped back, the intensity gone and replaced with a softer, kinder smile. “I liked your photos,” he simply stated, his hand resting against his hip as he continued to stare at you. “And you liked what you were able to get out of me. I just thought it’d be a good opportunity to each to know one another.”

“Professionally?”

“Both,” he easily quipped with a shrug of his shoulders.

You ran a hand through your hair, teeth catching your inner cheek. “I don’t know.”

“How about this.” Eren reached for the sharp on your desk and ripped the cap off with his teeth, balancing the piece of plastic between his two lips. Before you could protest, he grabbed your hand again and began to write numbers into your palm, a string of digits staring back up at you. “When you decide what you want to do, you can text me. Even if you don’t want to go with me, specifically, it’d be a good idea to make connections. You said yourself that you’re new to the industry.”

You had said that, didn’t you? Eren’s number stared up at you, silently replaying your words from earlier like a broken record until a heavy, shaky sigh pulled from your lips. You didn’t know what his intentions were, but you figured that you could worry about that, later. Even if you couldn’t decipher Eren’s true nature, the prospect of getting your name out to more people in the industry was too tempting to ignore. “But what do I wear?” you asked weakly, watching as Eren’s features lit up like a light.

“It’s cocktail, but whatever you have should be fine. I really don’t care about what other people are wearing, either way.”

You couldn’t help but laugh genuinely at this, pointing out with amusement dripping from your tone, “Aren’t you a fashion model? Shouldn’t you care about stuff like that?”

Eren scoffed, lips twisted into a smile. “Nah. That kind of stuff is stupid.”

“But then why…?” You stopped, shook your head, and moved to the desk where your cellphone rested. Holding it up, you tilted your head to the side. “So, I’ll text you? I’ll need an address, you know.”

Eren’s name was being called from across the building—probably whoever he brought with him, you noted—but his eyes still lingered on you even as he began to step away. “It’s for seven-thirty. See you!”

You watched as he jogged away until he was completely out of sight, your heart hammering against your ribs repeatedly. You weren’t sure what the hell had just transpired, but the area where his fingers brushed your skin tingled pleasantly as an aftershock effect.

You were way, way in over your head.

#eren x reader #eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren scenarios #eren jaeger imagines #eren imagines #snk imagines #aot imagines #mod elle #idk what else to tag this as #i hope you guys enjoy #srry for all the eren content later #but i warned y'all that i was going to be a lil self indulgent and here it is lol

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cutest-bug · 4 years ago

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Interview with Adrien Agreste! Subject: The Oxygen Project.

Conducted by Alya Cesaire

Ok so I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this addition to a post I made on my main blog about Adrien low key trashing the Agreste brand the way Robert Pattinson does Twilight. I know it was meant to be more of a goofy idea but my head is full of angst and this is what I came up with at 4 a.m. lol.

Alya smiles warmly as Adrien settles into the seat across from her.

“Are you ready?” She asks. He gives her a slightly nervous smile but nods. She nods to Nino who hits record and Adriens face immediately smoothes over into a pleasant and unreadable mask. It’s actually a little freaky to watch.

It’s a Monday afternoon and they’re set up in the art room during their lunch period. Adrien looks as perfectly neutral as always. Non flashy designer labels and tousled hair that probably took 20 minutes to style. For once though, his actions will be a little less perfect and easy to swallow.

“Hi Adrien, thanks for agreeing to an interview on the Ladyblog, I’m glad we could finally do this.”

He smiles and considers for a moment before answering, tiling his head a degree, “The pleasure is mine Alya, especially since I’m the one who approached you about doing this.”

That’s true. Right after the class joined Mylene and Ivan for their protest of the Oxygen Project Adrien asked to speak with her. He was upset that he had been tricked into modeling for the project without knowing what it was for. While most of his die hard fans had gotten wind he didn’t support it, he wanted to farther remedy the situation and use his position to reach a wider audience. Of course there weren’t many platforms he could do that on behind his fathers back, hence asking for Alya’s help.

“Still, I know interviews aren’t your favorite. Otherwise I probably would have asked you a while ago.”

Adrien smiled again, a little more genuinely (the one she knew Marinette was so fond of), “I don’t really like probing questions from journalists about my personal life. The fact that you’ve never asked or taken advantage of knowing me means a lot. I trust you.”

“Personally I think it’s a little crazy you have to do all of those interviews at all. You’re only 15, your life shouldn’t be so public.”

Adrien lets the smile fall several degrees. It’s deliberate, he’s letting people see his discomfort, “Well, it kind of goes hand and hand with all of the modeling. I’m the face of the Agreste brand.”

Alya nods and looks down at the papers in her lap, “Which is the point of our interview today, really.” They had agreed on what was and wasn’t to be talked about before hand, however they don’t have a planned out dialogue. They agreed that they both do well with more organic conversation, and it’s important the interview comes off as very genuine.

Adrien nods in agreement and Alya continues, “Now that the plan for the Oxygen Project is officially canceled, it’s time to clear up what your involvement with the promotion of it was. Nearly everyone in Paris saw the ads that ran.” Unfortunately it had been to late for Mayor Bourgeois to cancel the first few days of ads. For nearly a week Adriens face played on every television in the city, telling everyone about what a great breath of fresh air the project would be.

Alya hands him the first photo in her lap. It’s of him with the class after they first arrived at the protest, looking interested but not particularly emotional yet. It’s from the video that she filmed, but there was a pretty low view rate on the protest coverage. The interview with Adrien will probably get anywhere from 3 to 5 times as many.

“What not everyone realizes is that you were present during the planned tree cutting ceremony and following protest. So what was going on for you at this point in the day Adrien?”

“Our whole class had just gone to the park to support Mylene and Ivan, our friends who lead the protest. Right after we arrived Mylene started arguing with the Mayor about whether the project was good for the environment or not.”

“That girl has a hidden fire!” Alya adds, “I have a section dedicated to activism on the blog now. The video from the whole day is there but I also posted some smaller segments explaining the conflict and a few more that Mylene recommended on how to get involved.”

Adrien gave his most genuine smile yet, “I watched those! I hope your viewers take the time to check them out. I know the super hero fights are exciting, I mean I’ve been glued to your blog from the start, but I’m glad people like Mylene and Ivan are reminding us to keep our eyes on the big picture too.”

Alya nods, “So am I. Ok, it was during this argument that the ad was first shown correct?”

Adrien lets the smile fall completely this time, “Yes. Apparently the plan was always to air it for the first time during the tree cutting ceremony. It was also the first time I’d seen it.”

“I’m sure most of our viewers have seen it already, so I’m not going to play it now,” Adrien shoots her a grateful look, “Adrien, she says kindly, “I remember how surprised you were when the ad played. Do you want to tell everyone why?”

Adrien looks down at his hands, “I hadn’t known what the ad was for when I filmed it. I thought it was another one of those silly perfume commercials.” Alya isn’t sure if him saying “silly” was a slip up or on purpose but she struggles not to laugh.

“Did someone tell you it was a perfume commercial or did you just assume when you were given the script?”

“I was told it was for perfume.”

“Can I ask who by?”

She thinks the discomfort is genuine this time. Everything else is the video isn’t that bad, but this line could bring hell for him.

“My father told me it was.”

This isn’t news for Nino or Alya but she pauses for a long moment to let viewers digest that before asking her next question, “Do you know why he lied to you?”

“I suppose he thought I wouldn’t be ok with doing it otherwise.”

Alya smiles, a little proud, before handing him another picture. She’ll edit them into the screen for viewers to see later, “Well he thought correctly. Here’s a picture of you standing with Mylene and our friend Marinette, forming a physical barrier so the trees wouldn’t be cut down,” she pauses for a moment while Adrien examines the picture, “I gotta say, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so angry.”

“I had just found out my image was going to be used to promote an anti-ecological plan that would harm our city. My friends had spent months trying to prevent it. I was furious.”

And Bam! As soon as she posts this video Adrien’s empty head, pretty face, good boy persona is shattered. He just admitted to having feelings. Angry ones. Directed at his father. Not to mention opinions on political matters. That is not the pretty face most of Paris is familiar with and fawns over.

“I’d be angry too,” Alya sympathizes.

Adrien puts the photo down and looks at her with a serious expression, “That’s the main reason I wanted to do this interview. For better or worse I have a lot of sway with my fans and public opinion. There’s still some controversy about the Oxygen Project being canceled so I want to be very clear that I do not stand with it,” he looks directly into the camera, “The oxygen project would have only helped the people profiting from it. The only ethical solutions for our city, and the whole world, are complicated, long term, sustainable options that will protect and rejuvenate our planet. No one has said it better than Mylene and Ivan so please go check out those videos under the activism section. Help if you can, and spread the word about the truth. It’s important that people know when they’re being lied to by a corporate campaign.”

Alya realized she stopped breathing for a moment because oh my god that was so good. She manages to quietly clear her throat and thank Adrien for the interview again. He plasters back on his polite smile and they give a brief hug before she gestures to Nino to stop filming.

“OH MAN! That was awesome!” Nino pulls Adrien into a one armed hug and doesn’t let go.

Adrien smiles a little bashfully, “You think? It wasn’t to much?”

“No way Adrien,” Alya cuts in, “the whole thing was great but that bit at the end? Amazing. Mylene will be thrilled.”

Nino pulls away from their friend a bit and clasps his shoulder, “Are you going to be ok though? Your old man is not going to be cool with like, any of that, is he?”

Adrien purses his lips and shrugs, “Don’t worry about my dad, I can handle him.”

Alya can see the fake nonchalance a mile away. Marinette is the queen of it after all, so she tells him, “Adrien this is really brave of you but I just want to make sure you know you’re in charge of this narrative. I probably won’t finish editing everything until tomorrow because I have a project to finish tonight. If you change your mind there’s no hard feelings. Or if there’s something you decide you want left out I’ll work some editing magic.”

Adrien smiles but her words don’t seem to relieve any tension, “Thanks Alya, it means a lot. By the way, where’s Marinette? I thought she was coming?”

“She’s probably just got caught up with something but I’ll see if she messaged me.” Alya checks her phone and realizes she left it on silent after the test last period. No texts from Marinette, but there is an akuma alert which explains her absence. She tries to ignore the immediate twinge of worry.

Adrien suddenly looks up from his own phone and rushes to grab his bag, “I actually got to go, my dad wants me home until the akuma attack is over. Best keep my head down until the bomb drops tomorrow right?” He rushes out before Alya or Nino can respond.

Nino sighs after his best friend runs out, “It’s so unfair he’s having to rectify his dad’s bad choices.”

Alya takes his hand, “I know. Something tells me this won’t be the last time he does so either. We’ll be there to support him though.” Her boyfriend gives her a soft smile and she kisses him on the cheek, “Come on, I want footage of that akuma fight.”

Nino glances down at his phone, “Actually it looks like the fight just ended a minute ago.”

“Wow that was short. It couldn’t have gone longer than the ten minutes we did the interview with Adrien for.”

“You’ll catch the next one,” he grins at her, “one way or another.”

She laughs, “okay turtle boy, let’s go get some lunch before we have to head back to class.”

They run into a slightly dejected Adrien on the way. He gives them an interview smile. They all find Marinette and get lunch. They keep the conversation light and avoid talking about the bomb Alya’s going to post tomorrow.

This is self indulgent. I really need Adrien taking some control of his life and standing up to his dad. Yes it’s painful but it’s so important that Adrien puts some distance between them in the public eye before Gabriel is revealed as Hawkmoth. I’m just hoping that can actually happen in canon but I have many fears this season.

#miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #mega leech #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #theres adrienette is you squint lol #im going to be honest i don't think there's anywhere this is a perfect fit chronologically in the season #it's just inspired by mega leech and the general trend of the season #with adrien becoming more and more frustrated #and that hopefully leading to him taking more action in his personal life #i hope i hope #my post #my fic

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Kalafina Live Report: 9+ONE @Kitakyushu - REVISITED

So, this is something I wanted to do for a long time now (almost 3 years to be exact). Back in 2017, when Kalafina was still a thing and times were good, I was lucky enough to live in Japan and able to attend various of Kalafina activities. My first proper concert was their final live of the 9+ONE tour in the city of Kitakyushu/Fukuoka prefecture, in June 2017.

My first live report was certainly different than all the others that followed, less detailed, less emotional so to say. I always wanted to update the whole thing because looking back, there were so many moments during the concert that I - for whatever reason - did not write about enough or not at all. Well, since I have been working at home for quite a while now, I feel like now is the perfect time, as this gives me an amazing reason to be lazy and productive at the same time. Here is my original live report: PART 1 / PART 2

So, a lot of things will certainly stay the same because I just don’t remember enough of the concert, especially about the vocal performance or things the girls have said during the MCs. I will add some other details that I still remember (hopefully correctly), and describe everything a bit nicer too :)

Let’s do it! Long ass report ahead! again

Back then, I was living in Kanagawa prefecture, but I was too late for tickets of the Yokohama or Tokyo lives. I was planning to visit a friend who lived in Fukuoka city at the time and Kalafina’s Kitakyushu concert perfectly fit into my schedule. Luckily, I was able to buy a ticket via convenience store. As I was pretty late, I got a kinda bad seat in the almost very back of the upper floor.

The morning of the live I arrived in the city of Kitakyushu, which is a rather famous port city at the northern tip of Fukuoka prefecture. The historic town Kokura has a beautiful castle, which I visited as well as Moji port. (After reading Hikaru’s blog post where she said that she also went to see the castle, I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t meet her xD). There’s also TOTO Museum, a museum dedicated to the TOTO company, which is famous for inventing those high-tech toilets that Japan is so known for.

I was kind of warned beforehand that the Kalafina good’s sale would attract a ton of people, so I wanted to be there as early as possible. About two hours too early I arrived at Kitakyushu’s Harmony Cinq Soleil Hall and waited along with a handful of other people. Slowly but steadily more and more people would gather, forming an absurdly long line. Not as extreme as the 10th Anniversary good’s line, but still impressive. Luckily, I was standing in some shade, because it was so damn hot and sunny the entire weekend. When the doors finally opened, I am sure there were like 200-300 people waiting to receive those sweet sweet popcorn buckets that were sold as venue exclusive merchandise. In the end, I bought the T-shirt, the key holder, the popcorn and the clear files, but looking back I do regret not buying the notebook. I wanted the popcorn mainly because of the Kitakyushu exclusive sticker - the popcorn itself had the flavor chocolate + soda (I think?), which I remember thinking was the shittiest combo of all flavors they had. It didn’t taste as bad as I thought but I still think it was overpriced. Together with the ticket itself, I ended up spending about 100€, which I thought was a lot, especially as there were people buying the entire collection and even more... hahahaha, oh innocent, naive past me, I didn’t know what was coming to me yet.

(Photo: in front of the venue)

I do love my merch though. I still wear all my Kalafina T-shirts at home, and while in Japan I had the key holder... hold my keys, making it all dirty and bent now lol The popcorn cup is decorating my shelf to this day.

Anyway, after getting my stuff, I went on to walk around, grab something to eat and even made friends with a Japanese girl, sharing our Kalafina love. Later, when people were admitted, probably around 800-900 people were there, quite a view! I saw some foreigners as well, and even made friends with a Philippine girl as well :D

(Photo: merch table at the venue)

(Photo: the stuff I bought)

While entering, staff was handing out little goodie bags, mostly with flyers and ads for other events or the obligatory concert questionnaire. However, that bag included our very own 9+ONE Lights! I took my seat which wasn’t as far from the stage as I thought, but I still would not be able to see the girls’ expressions.

When the concert finally started, a black but transparent screen was lowered (you know it from the 9+ONE DVD) and they started to play an overture version of “Samidare ga sugita koro ni”. Meanwhile we got see a collection of Kalafina’s entire discography, where each title of their songs, even in their respective font if available, was shown and merged into a white cloud, revealing our ladies.

(Photo: stage before the concert started)

They started with “Samidare ga sugita koro ni”. I remember it being good and nice, but I was never really fond of that song, even though it has grown on me a bit. We all clapped along and had our fun.

It continued with “misterioso”, also a song that has grown on me over time. While everyone was staying seated and enjoying themselves before, all the dudes in the arena seats jumped to their feet, being an upbeat song and stuff. I was grateful for the upper floor to have stayed seated almost the entire time, because being so far away was shitty enough and I didn’t want to spend 2 hours standing.

Anyhow, this song revealed some flaws in either the acoustics of the hall or the mixing of the sound technicians (I guess the latter?). Wakana was uncomfortably loud most of the time, drowning out the other two, but especially Hikaru - in some songs more than in others and more often than not when she wasn’t in the lead too. Some of her notes simply made me cringe. Hikaru on the other hand seemed to be feeling the exhaustion of the tour. On many occasions, she sounded tired, especially when it came to hit those high or long notes. The band didn’t help either, they also drowned out many parts of the singing... Maybe it was just this venue though and luckily, the 10th Anniversary wasn’t like this. Then again, I only attended acoustic lives or lives without band after that, so who knows how they sound when there is no DVD recording going on XD

Next was “Lacrimosa”, and this time Wakana wasn’t being as cringy as before. Poor Hikaru doing nothing for most of the time. One cool moment was that short pause after their “LA-CRI-MO-SA” part, right before the final chorus. The stage turned deep red with the girls reaching out to the audience. When you don’t know that this is coming, it’s an incredibly powerful move.

I don’t remember what they said during MC#1, other than greeting the audience and the usual “We hope you have fun” stuff. I do remember Hikaru welcoming us to the Harmony Cinq Kitakyushu Soleil Hall, by saying the entire name of the hall, and then saying something along the lines of “Thank god I didn’t trip over my tongue” (it’s a lot harder to say that name in Japanese, I give it to her lol).

They proceeded to introduce “Ashita no Keshiki”, a song that is not performed often, also because it’s a song that is mainly sung by Wakana. It was a beautiful performance, which was a little bit ruined by Hikaru. If you thought that she sounds strained and tired in the 9+ONE DVD version, well, imagine her like 5 concerts after that performance. Still great though, I came to love that song a lot.

“Hikaru no senritsu” was equally ok, but Hikaru again kind of screwed up her short “ashita wo kanadete” towards the end of the song. She probably just didn’t hit the note correctly, but to me it sounded as if she screwed up the timing, because I didn’t even her the first word or so.

With “Mirai”, Kalafina finally started to move around, so far they had stayed glued to their positions. They waved and interacted with the audience, cheering us on to cheer them on. I did enjoy the performance and the overall atmosphere, although “Mirai” belongs to my most disliked of all Kalafina songs.

In MC#2, they talked about “Ashita no Keshiki” a bit, together with their first album and how this is the first time performing in Kitakyushu (and not Fukuoka city). Since this is Wakana’s home prefecture, she proceeded to talk about her favorite Udon and Ramen restaurants (I think it was also about the restaurant chain West) and other specialties of Fukuoka.

The next song was “Oblivious”, also a song I was really looking forward to. As you know, this time Hikaru decided to sing her first lines in her high head voice (probably because she just can’t do it “regularly” anymore). I thought and still think it’s lovely, as it gives the song a much more mysterious opening and it’s also quite closer to the original to be honest. Wakana and the band drowned out Keiko for most of the time, with Hikaru and her high voice coming to the party later too. The acoustics were really weird that day...

“storia” was as usual, nothing special and not a song that really stands out to me anymore.

I was more looking forward to “Gogatsu no Mahou”, which is also a song I came to appreciate more over time. I adore the bridge section after the chorus, especially Wakana’s “habataku kotori no” and that one super high moment, so I really tried to focus on that particular part of the song. It was great!

With “consolation”, finally a darker and fiercer song made its debut and while I don’t really remember the performance itself anymore, I do remember the stage production. Basically, they packed out those lights and illuminations that they have been hiding so far and blasted us with them. Hikaru was pretty quiet though. Keiko on the hand appeared to have problems with her earpiece, and at some point she was frantically waving to the technicians backstage.

Wakana took it upon herself to dominate “To the beginning” as well, but we got some action on stage at least, since the girls stayed glued to their positions most of the timea again.

In MC#3, Keiko talked about how every live performance as well as their unique harmony is important to them (quite ironic after Wakana was actively trying to make Keiko NOT be heard lol). The following song was special in a sense that there would be NO harmony. Back then, when Kalafina received the song for the first time (or before recording, not sure), they even asked Kajiura Yuki whether this is correct or even intentional.

With “Haru wo matsu” we got our obligatory ballad. While I was never really fond of the song, I think it’s sweet and yes, their missing harmony gives it quite a refreshing vibe. Keiko sounded pretty much like in the 9+ONE DVD, but it was so strange to hear her cutesy voice live and so clearly... she sounded like an entirely different person XD Hikaru, for the first time actually, could finally shine, as we could HEAR her. She didn’t deliver as good as she probably could have, but still it was a very pretty performance.

Now, we were reaching the spot on their setlist that would differ at each venue. Before the concert, I checked out all setlists from the previous lives to see whether there were any patterns or which songs were most likely to be performed (again). It seemed like they took 4-5 songs and repeated them over the course of the tour, which is why I had my hopes high for “Hikaru furu” or “Kimi no gin no niwa”. But interestingly they chose a song they hadn’t performed yet (please correct if I’m wrong here), which was “Ring your bell”.

“Ring your bell” is very high on my list of all-time disliked Kalafina songs (I just can’t seem to escape that song...). But I was pleasantly surprised to hear that they started the song as an acoustic version, very much like the performance during their Arena Live. It stayed acoustic until after the first chorus, then the band joined too. I like this half-half version over the “normal” version, because it’s an amazing moment when you don’t expect the loud and cheerful opening of “Ring your bell” to suddenly fill the stage. The overall harmony of band and singers came together again and the acoustics were finally so much cleaner and nicer. The audience rose to their feet and even some dedicated dudes on my loser floor stood up to cheer them on. However, Wakana’s final high-pitched “ring your BELL” was incredibly cringy and breathy, one of the main reasons I hate the song so much.

Anyway, Kalafina got their break to change costumes and we got an AMAZING performance by the band that played some BGM of the anime “Kubikiri Cycle”. To this day, I don’t know what exact song they played and for the love of god, please SOMEONE TELL ME. I know it was fairly uptempo and rather dark... help pls XD

So far, the stage production was pretty much boring and simple. Other than some light effects, nothing really happened, we just had that huge curtain as background. Now, we finally got ACTION. Well, at least for the eye. They lifted the curtain and revealed those huge, impressing statues of Kalafina’s silhouettes, mostly made out of their past live outfits. I could have spent a long time checking out every part of this artwork, trying to recognize what dresses from which live they used and what not. Now that I watched the DVD, I know where Kalafina was standing, but at the time I didn’t see them AT ALL. The music played the overture and suddenly Keiko was on stage with the other two following her. To me it looked like they stepped THROUGH the middle silhouette, but turns out they were just standing in front of it - they were so far away, I couldn’t differ between them and the clothes behind them lol

(Photo: Hikaru’s “silhouette” with her outfits)

Well, I think I already gave you my opinion on those new dresses... At the time, both Keiko and Wakana looked kinda cool and pretty shiny, but even though I could see jack shit from so far away, I knew that Hikaru’s outfit was a disappointment. Her fucking pants and skirt or whatever that is... XD

I was incredibly looking forward to “Märchen”, as now it became one of my all-time favorite songs. But back then I was especially amazed by the song during their release event of the single in April. I wanted to hear this live again so badly and well... I did, but it wasn’t as good as the release event. Again, Hikaru sounded tired and Keiko and Wakana were fighting about who could be louder than the band. Keiko drowned out Hikaru most of the time... During the middle section we saw their Kala-dance, which I already got to witness during the release event. However, I was pleased to see that they decided to spice things up by showing background animations. It looked like they danced in sinc with themselves, it was truly impressive and such a refreshing use of video. This, as well as the later “Magia” performance made this concert/tour truly stand out and I am glad that they could take their creativity to a new level. I wish they would have continued to do so much more later on.

So, let’s talk about “Magia”. Holy shit, what a performance. The screen from the very beginning was lowered, intro was played, forest was shown, you know it guys. In sync with their live singing, they showed this fucking amazing pre-recorded bits of Kalafina and as I didn’t see this coming, it absolutely blew my mind. It was a psychedelic wtf show with cinema feeling all over the place and for once, the acoustics were actually good. Especially the instrumental part was... I don’t know what it was, but HOLY. SHIT. Truly guys, it was so cool. If there ever was an interview on that particurly performance I would love to read it to how Kalafina thought about this one and how the creation process went. When Keiko stepped in front of the screen it just added to her overall cool demeanor. When the screen was lifted again, we got a little sneak peak of the microphone stands in back.

(Photo: Keiko’s “silhouette” with her costumes)

Which were of course used for “Kyrie”. The DVD version is truly one of my favorite performances of that song and in Kitakyushu it was pretty cool too, especially with their small but effective arm movements. Keiko’s final long-ass “kyrie” was amazing and fairly unexpected from my side. Also some fat light show and big bass sounds, which I am always appreciating.

Next up was “heavenly blue” and here they tried to interact with the crowd once more. I like this song mostly for the kajiurago bridge and I always focus especially on Wakana’s super high “so na” (or whatever), while Keiko is going low at the same time. Wakana was too loud again though, but by now their overall performance and acoustics improved quite a lot.

“One Light” once again activated the crowd, especially Hikaru went crazy here. The atmosphere was amazing and you could just feel that everyone was fired up, singing along and having fun. Everyone just screamed when Hikaru sang “boku wa yukeru”, so cool.

MC#4 was about band introduction. Konno Hitoshi and Sakurada weren’t present if I remember correctly, which was a shame... but then again, I wouldn’t know the difference lol

The last song of the block was their new single at the time, “Into the world”. It was really beautiful, Hikaru finally sang more clearly. A good performance, very similar to the ones I would see from that point on.

We got a little break again, as Kalafina traditionally fake-ended the concert. While the audience was clapping, it took about 5 minutes or so for them to return. But first, the screen was lowered again, and some text, together with the intro for “Ongaku” finally told us to switch on our 9+ONE Lights. Everyone did so and boy, what a sight! Even from so far in the back, the lights in the dark hall looked so great! While of course hundreds and hundreds of people were present, you don’t really get a sense of that sheer number when you focus on the stage the entire time. I looked around and with so many lights illuminating the hall, you truly get a feeling of how many people actually are here with you.

Kalafina returned with their plain, but nevertheless cool black outfits, wearing the little lights themselves and standing on a mini-stage. The song played out as usual, but this time, as Konno Hitoshi wasn’t present and the other violin guy played his solo different than usual. Don’t ask me how it differed, I really don’t remember, but I liked that version a lot more. We got a new cool background too.

“blaze” pretty much business as usual.

(Photo: Wakana’s “silhouette” with her outfits, sorry for the bad quality)

MC#5 was about Hikaru and her beloved sales corner, where she mainly introduced the Kalafina produced goods like Keiko’s pink dumbbell and her bath salt (I think). She talked about the 9+ONE Lights and that they do not produce new lights for each concert, but re-use them every time. That was supposed to increase to sense of unity and connection between them and the fans as well as among the fans themselves, “carrying the fire of every fan and concert to the next” or something like this. As Kalafina had upcoming concerts in Taiwan and Hong Kong, Hikaru said that they would bring the lights to international fans too, so “don’t take them home!”. Well... I guess my ten years of studying Japanese at this point must have failed me in that particular instance because I truly don’t know what she said or meant. I unfortunately ended up taking the ring home. #guiltybutnotguilty #sue me

I think this is also where they talked about the big silhouettes we have seen in the earlier block and that they used dresses from previous performances to decorate them. They then turned around, facing the wall and imitated the poses of the silhouettes - it was super funny and crowd laughed and cheered. I think they lifted the screen of this stained glass pattern to show the silhouettes for direct comparison. (Correct me if I am wrong, but I think they cut out this conversation from the DVD? Not sure, too lazy to check).

We sadly arrived the final song of the setlist, which again should differ at each venue. What song would it be? I hoped for songs like “sprinter” or “Yume no daichi”, as those were among the songs they had already performed during the tour.

Well, back then, they had announced their new single “Hyakka Ryouran”, but it wasn’t released yet (I think we only knew some bits of the chorus at the time). Funnily, I talked about that with the girls I had met prior to admittance, something like “Hey, wouldn’t it be cool if Kalafina performed Hyakka Ryouran as surprise encore?”. I mean, they were no strangers to performing songs that haven’t been officially released yet, see “Into the World” during the Arena Live. But, you know... I thought that would be unlikely, because why should they?

BUT NOT THEY ACTUALLY DID IT! Keiko was like: “Ah, which song will be the final song... Well, how about our new single?”, and the crowd LOST IT. I lost it too XD Seriously, no one could handle that. Anyway, now that I know the full version by heart, it’s hard to describe how I felt back then. Listening to a song for the first time is always an experience, but it makes it hard to remember when you can’t listen to it again and again. I tried to focus on every aspect of the song, and remember it as being “dark”, due to Keiko’s deep intro, “fast” and “rock-like”, fitting into the samurai setting of the anime with its flute elements. I still couldn’t believe my luck though and afterwards, the crowd cheered and cheered.

Now the concert should have been over, but instead they entered MC#6. They talked about the first sing of the night “Samidare ga sugita koro ni”. Apparently, they pretty much have never performed this one live, except once during a fanclub-only event. For this tour they wanted to sing this song “for everyone”, as it is such a bright and warm piece.

So, for whatever reason, Kalafina decided to perform “Samidare ga sugita koro ni” AGAIN. However, this time they emphazised that bright feeling of connected hearts and unity by making us turn on our One Lights and wave along with the rhythm. Everyone loudly sang with them, especially during the “lalala” part towards the end. It was so much fun to listen to Kalafina, to the audience around me and singing along too, all while watching this amazing light show that we were creating ourselves. It was even better and much more carefree than the first performance. Still can’t believe my luck that of all venues of the 9+ONE tour, I got to attend to most unique one.

After that, the band was introduced again, they all held hands and thanked the audience for coming. But just before they wanted to bow, Wakana suddenly sobbed (so loud that I actually heard it lol), trying to wipe away tears. Being in her home prefecture, I figured she was just so overwhelmed by her emotions. Each of the three said some final words and with that the concert and the domestic 9+ONE tour ended.

I proceeded to take photos of the stage, as we were still able to see the big silhouettes. However, staff members appeared and told everyone to stop taking pictures and get the fuck out, probably to stop people from “spoiling” the concert before the DVD release or copyright or whatever. Well, thankfully I already took like 3 photos and managed to sneakily take another one, in order to have a close shot of each silhouette (which is why the third photo of Wakana’s statue is not a close-up like the other too). I left the building, returned to Fukuoka city and 2 days later back to Kanagawa.

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Despite the sound issues, it was truly a great live experience. 9+ONE would be, along with the 10th Anni, my only “real” Kalafina concert experience, as all the other concerts I attended would either be acoustic or without live band. I am so thankful that I managed to seize the opportunity and attend this live, especially in Wakana’s home. Writing this report again made me remember all those feelings I had back then, now they make me both happy and sad.

Anyway, I hoped you like my updated report!

#kalafina #9+ONE #live #live report #revisited #a bit more details #talk about overdue #fukuoka #never forget

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