#kaze no garden

[lee-jinkis-ponytail]

ok but IF we ever get a who sings? volume 2 from onew and it does include a fujii kaze cover, which fujii kaze song would we want it to be?

[apollosbirthdayplaylist]

藤井風 (Fujii Kaze) - Tiny Desk Concert (full show)

[salonduthe]

Fujii Kaze, Garden. MV released 14 June 2023.

Music and Lyrics : Fujii Kaze English Translation: Fujii Kaze

Here come the birds with spring and I fall in love Let me touch with my skin something only sweet and tender

Clouds are wearing summer clothes and I close my eyes Chase after beautiful moments only until the end of time

Flowers bloom and perish and you stole my heart away Still I'd love to keep my Garden safe until it's gone away People meet and drift apart we lost and regained But still I'd love to keep my Garden safe until it's gone away

The night calls out to autumn and I set out on a journey Hoping to have nice encounters only Until that day

So come to me, winter Why don't you hold me dear with the warmth of your hands So that I can live till I melt away

Flowers bloom and perish and you stole my heart away Still I'd love to keep my Garden safe until it's gone away People meet and drift apart we lost and regained But still I'd love to keep my Garden safe until it's gone away

Surrender to the changing seasons Go with the flow of life Whatever will be, will be Accept everything as it is As many tears as you shed as much love as you spread The Garden grows in abundance Just let go of your tight grip to the edge of the sky

Flowers bloom and perish And you stole my heart away Still I'd love to keep My Garden safe until it's gone away People meet and drift apart We lost and regained But still I'd love to keep My Garden safe until it's gone away

[arbitrarygreay]

You sing the First Song, Dr. Ver is there

Follow for more crossover memes that make no sense unless you have my exact watch history

[glorifiedspacefiller]

PART 2 OF NAUSICAA TAG YOURSELF

[anntwerprincess]

Healing song for the heart

[sleepynoons]

YABA BY FUJII KAZE – umemiya hajime (wbk) x gn!reader, sfw

genre – fluff, angst word count – ~3,000 warnings – characters aged up, references to previous toxic/abusive romantic relationships, description of physical injuries, overstimulation synopsis – you and umemiya rarely fight. but a problem's been brewing for a while now, and it's finally hit its boiling point. is this the end of your relationship?

“You know you don’t have to come every day.”

A laugh follows – bright, energetic, a refreshing sound to lighten your dreary day.

“But I want to!”

Shaking your head, you hang your work bag on his outstretched arm before the two of you begin to walk away from your office.

The commute is not too long, only a few train stops and blocks away from your place. But your boyfriend, Hajime, lives in the opposite direction, so the trip back to his is always twice as long for him after he accompanies you home. It’s a very kind gesture, of course, and you appreciate getting to see his enthusiastic self more often than not, but the guilt has been gnawing at you.

You suggest, “How about you just drop me off at the platform tonight?”

Your boyfriend immediately deflates at the idea and pouts, discontent whimpers escaping his downturned lips. “I was actually going to ask you to come to my place.”

You startle at his confession. It’s always been Hajime coming over to yours that you had practically forgotten the option that you can drop him off for once.

“O-oh, yeah, sure! Sorry, Ume, I didn’t know you made plans for us!”

Delighted, Hajime shoots back up in posture and grabs you by the hand to drag you to the train station.

Throughout the train ride, he fills you in on the details of his day. Hajime works at the botanical garden near the middle of the city, and is currently on his rotation in the lush greenhouse that hosts various trees, flowers, and other flora. He tells you about a crow that somehow found its way inside, a successful cultivation of a once-dying plant, his coworker slipping in a murky puddle that led to the discovery of a broken, leaking pipe.

You think his job's very fitting. For someone as abundant with care and love as he is, it makes sense that his career reflects that vital part of himself. The few times you have stayed overnight at his place, you would wake up and catch him out of bed, already by the windows spraying water and wiping leaves, all with a contented, satisfied look on his face.

“We also got these keychains at work today!”

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two key rings, each attached with a small wooden plaque. You flip one of the plaques over to see your name engraved into the wood.

You gasp, hands flying to your cheeks. “These are so adorable!”

“Right?” He grins, pearly whites almost blinding you, and drops yours into your lap.

“Where should I hang it?” you wonder aloud. As soon as those words escape, though, you feel Hajime freeze beside you.

You glance at him. “Ume?”

Your boyfriend has never been a great liar, but from the strained look on his face, it’s more than obvious that he’s hiding something.

Bumping his shoulder, you ask again, “Hello? Earth to Umemiya Hajime?”

He whines as he says, “I wanted it to be a surprise.”

“The keychains?”

“No… Something else…”

You chuckle. “You don’t have to spoil it yet, then, but you’re going to have to explain what’s going on as soon as we get to your place.”

Comically dramatic, Hajime releases a loud sigh and relaxes back in his seat before he perks right up again, rambling on about another story he overheard from work.

As soon as the two of you step out of the station, you shiver at the biting cold. It doesn’t help that the wind is strong as well, and you can only imagine how much colder and more annoying it must have been for Hajime to return home later all those nights because of you. The two of you speed to his apartment, keeping the lower halves of your faces buried in your scarves, and zoom up the stairs of the complex until the two of you finally arrive in front of his door.

The heater’s already on inside, and you shudder as you feel the icy sting at your cheeks melt away in contact with the warm, buttery temperature. Hajime matches your expression and sings happily as he toes his shoes off and drops your bag on top of the shoe rack. He then helps you unwind, unraveling your scarf around your neck and helping you slide off your heavy, wool coat, and gently folds and places them on top of your bag.

“I’ll warm up dinner, so take your time,” he says over his shoulder as he walks towards the kitchen.

You kick your shoes off and head inside his bathroom, where you take a quick breather. Not that you have an opinion on surprises or that Hajime’s unromantic – he is, very much –, but it has been a while since the last time either of you have planned anything spontaneous for the other. You wonder what it is that your boyfriend has in mind.

By the time you come out, Hajime’s already under the kotatsu, peeling a tangerine as he waits for you.

“You brought it out!” you exclaim.

He nods while giggling at your reaction. “It’s cold today, so I figured.”

You sit down next to him, thanking him with a few gracious kisses on his cheek. “Alright, then. Ume, time’s up.”

He laughs but shakes his head. “You should eat first!”

You lean over to put your chin on his shoulder, looking up at him with a slight huff. “You can’t keep stalling, Ume!”

You continue to stare at him, wide-eyed and a little desperate, while he does his best to avoid looking back at you. Surprisingly, after a few more seconds, your boyfriend still doesn’t budge or relent, despite his usual impulse to give in.

“Fine,” you sigh, shoulders drooping in disappointment. You sit back up, but with a softer voice, you mumble, “Just tell me if it’s good or bad news.”

At that, Hajime breaks. He wraps his arms around you and embraces you tightly.

“Of course, it’s good!” he exclaims. He’s looking at you seriously, his eyes flaring with grey sparks of excitement and delight. “Well, it’s not really news. I just wanted to ask you to move in with me.”

You gape, chin dropping and mouth opening in surprise.

He’s holding you by the shoulders, and looks more serious than he was before. “I think it’d be great! I get to see you every day, and we wouldn’t have to worry about making time for each. What do you think?”

You think his hands feel a little too heavy, a little too tight. The stars in his eyes seem to sparkle even brighter, and you almost wince at how electrifying – a little too much, really – his stare is. Then, there’s also how close he is to you, and combined with the heater, it’s a little too sweltering for you. 

The more you try to think, to come up with some response, to find it in you to want to say “yes,” the more “a little” becomes “too much.”

Hajime tilts his head, leaning even closer until his forehead brushes against yours. His hand comes up to your cheek and whispers, “Do you want to live with me?”

The slight sheen of sweat from his palm against your face, the feel of his breath against your skin, the dilation of his pupils –

It’s too much.

Out of sheer instinct, you push him away, hard and forceful hands against his chest. The recoil of the movement forces both of you back a little, and you’re both shocked.

But within a heartbeat, numbing surprise is replaced by sheer humiliation. Heat travels to your head and neck, and now, it’s beyond too much. You scramble to your feet, grunting when you knock your arms and knees against the frames of the kotatsu, and dash out of the living room to the front entrance, barely caring to slide your work shoes on properly. You hear your boyfriend yell out something that you can’t quite decipher through the throbbing that deafens your ears, and you think you respond with a blubber of an apology, but all of that doesn’t matter much anymore when you’re sprinting out of Hajime’s apartment.

You don’t know where you are. You just avoid people and bright lights, and continue to run, run, run until you quite literally can’t. 

You don’t know how many blocks you’ve traversed or what area of the neighborhood you’re in when you stop, hands flying to rest at your bent knees as you wheeze to breath. Hell, you haven’t been at Hajime’s place often enough to know the area he lives in the first place. All you can tell is that you’re next to a children’s park where the street lights are flickering and the surrounding houses are quiet, save for a few barking dogs. You only stopped here because you feel nauseated. You continue to dry-heave and lean against an adjacent rail, aching to feel the icy metal counter the burning at your fingertips.

You’re heated – from embarrassment or overstimulation, probably both – that you can’t even feel the cold through your thin work shirt and suit pants. You wish you could, though, because you’d do anything to feel different, to snap yourself out of whatever it is that’s possessing you.

Squatting down to the ground, you continue to gasp until your lungs no longer feel like they’re going to give out, eventually transitioning to the lingering sensation of a dry, aching throat. Your head is spinning less, and it’s only becoming more and more apparent to you that you’re in a terrible position.

You have no idea where you are right now, and without a phone, you can’t navigate your way back. The sweat that clings to your skin and dampens your clothes is becoming increasingly uncomfortable, causing you to shiver as it chills with the temperature. With enough wandering, you probably could find Hajime’s place, but deep down, something in your heart stubbornly refuses to let you return to safety and comfort.

When did you become like this?

You bite down on your lip. Ever since you started dating Hajime, you’ve refused to let yourself think back, instead willing yourself to face forward and move past the raised voices, tight grips on bruised wrists, and hot flashes of pain from reddened skin that had plagued you before. Because Hajime isn’t like others.

He’s charismatic, boyishly charming, and very optimistic. He has calloused hands, yet they’re the softest pair you’ve ever held. He gives you the tightest hugs and often lifts you up and spins your around in the process, and they never fail to make you feel untouchable, invincible and self-assured in a way that only he can make you feel. And most importantly, he’s so incredibly loving, overflowing in the way that he’s so soft-hearted and delicate and patient with you. It’s not infantilizing or patronizing, either. He’s simply so genuine in character that you can’t help but love him.

He’s not like anyone else. You know that.

But fear isn’t something that’s so easily forgotten or overcome. The possibility that you two don’t work out is a real, tangible danger, and you don’t want to lose yourself again. You can’t afford that, so you don’t – won’t – let yourself fall in any deeper. Moving in together would require more commitment and time spent together, meaning more opportunities for slip-ups and mistakes and fights, and you can’t help but tear up at the thought. You only want to make Hajime happy, but that’s unrealistic.

A yell of your name disrupts your thoughts, and you look up to see your boyfriend running over. He calls your name again before dropping down next to you, draping your coat over your shoulders, and taking your hands in his much warmer ones.

He blows on your trembling fingers, cheeks puffing with every exhale, before he brings you in closer, awkwardly forcing your face into his neck while he wraps himself around you.

He says your name one last time. You think you hear a tremble or a shake in his voice, but you don’t comment on it.

“You’re going to get sick,” he croaks.

You feel tears beginning stream down your face, and you can barely muster an apology. “I-I'm s-sorry, Ume.”

He pats at your back. “I’m just glad you’re alright.”

A few minutes later, once your crying has reduced to the occasional sniffle, he helps you up and moves the two of you over to an empty bench that is placed beside a vending machine. Without asking, he slots a few coins in, and the machine retrieves two cans of hot tea, one of which he passes to you as he sits beside you.

From the corner of your eye, you watch as he cracks open the drink and takes a sip. You expect him to ask you about what you’re thinking, what’s going on, why you reacted the way you did.

“I’m sorry.”

You startle, but you don’t say anything.

“I should’ve asked if it was okay to touch you.”

You swivel your head to look at him, eyebrows scrunched with confusion. You ask, “What are you talking about?”

He nudges his head back towards the railing. “Earlier, when we crouching. I just couldn’t help it, but I should’ve asked. ”

“O-oh.”

You look back down at your lap.

You take a deep breath before pressing, “Aren’t you going to ask me about my meltdown?”

He simply shrugs and takes another sip. He exhales, followed by a puff of condensation, and responds, “We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

“But aren’t you curious?”

You’re facing him again, and Hajime, with his dimmed, stormy grey eyes, stares at you.

“Why the rush?” he replies. “We have time.” He raises his hand, reaching over, before pausing in realization. You catch his hesitant stare and lean forward yourself so that his hand can pat you on the head. He smiles before continuing, “We can go at whatever pace we want. We should slow down when we need to, and make big decisions when we have to. I don’t want me or this relationship to be a source of stress for you.”

You’re stunned, but you really shouldn’t be. Of course, he’s so understanding and empathetic. Sometimes, you think your boyfriend can be a little too laidback, but it’s moments like this that remind you that you’re grateful for that part of him as well.

“S-so...,” you whisper, “... we don’t need to move in together?"

He nods and kisses you on the temple. “Not at all! I’m realizing it came off really forceful, but really, I only wanted to ask you to consider the possibility of it.”

Feeling a little weak, you sigh and rest your head on his shoulder. You mutter, “I totally overreacted. I’m so sorry, Ume.”

He kisses you again, this time on the center of your forehead. “I’m sorry, too. But we can figure this out together, yeah? We’ll live together eventually – or at least I hope so –, and we’ll fix whatever’s bothering you.”

You purse your lips together at his words. When he finishes, you immediately ask, “How can you sound so confident? What if something happens, and we break up?”

Hajime groans at the question, more than displeased at the thought. Chewing at his lip, he thinks for a few seconds before he answers, “Well, that’d really suck, and I can’t promise you that we won’t break up. But!”

He grabs your hand in his and puffs out his chest. You can’t help but chuckle at his antics. 

“But,” he resumes, “I want to be with you, so I’ll do whatever I can so that we don’t break up. If we still do, then that can’t be helped, but while we’re together, I’ll do my best to make us happy!”

He raises your clasped hands up towards the sky and laughs loudly. You can’t help but reciprocate his energy, giggling as well.

“When you put it like that,” you admit, still chuckling, “it feels like everything’s going to be just fine.”

“Of course, it will be!” he exclaims and flashes you a proud smirk. “The two of us will make it work.”

You shake your head out of disbelief. Less than an hour ago, it felt like the world was closing in on you, like you were going to lose your foothold at any point. But here you are, with your lover, and his words seemed to have revived you, renewed your faith with blinding, unfailing hope, and you feel like you can take on any problem that could be thrown at the two of you.

The surge of confidence helps you make your decision, and you hold his face with one hand, guiding him gently to hear you out.

“Hajime,” you say, taking care to speak slowly, wanting to get your feelings as clearly as possible across, “I appreciate the offer – I truly do –, but I don’t think we should move in together just yet. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to or that I care about you or us any less, but I... I just need to think about it more. Can you, um, give me some time?”

Instead of agreeing or denying, your boyfriend whispers, “Can I hug you?,” to which you can barely nod at before he’s crushing you in his arms. You gasp out loud at the impact, but this time, it’s not too much. It’s grounding, reassuring, loving in a way that only Hajime can manage.

Even though you need air, you still manage to choke out a laugh, and you hug him back. If the two of you can figure every problem out like this, then everything will probably be alright.

winter event masterlist

[rpking99]

Kaze Kissed A Girl, And She Liked It?

Closed with @the-blackbird-roleplays

Continued form here

Kaze blushed as she found herself swimming in a sea of unknown emotions and feelings, shivering slightly as she reflexively pressed herself closer to her girlfriend. The two had been dating for several months, Sam having become aware of Kaze's true nature and simply... Rolling with it for lack of a better word. Not only rolling with it, but the nickname "Angel" sounded heavenly on her lips.

The couple had taken it obscenely slow, Kaze hesitant with physical affection and only recently going further than holding hands. This kiss? In the rooftop garden of their hotel in the south of France? It had Kaze feeling... Too many things to calculate or comprehend.

"...-Ain." Her voice was soft, Sam only able to pick up the last syllable of what she said as she hung her head low to hide her blush.

"What was that, Angel? I didn't hear you." Sam urged with a gentle smile and a playful chuckle at how shy Kaze was being. Hands brushing the woman's sides, teasingly brushing under her ribs. But no more than that.

Tilting her head this way and that to try and see her girlfriend from every angle

[juustozzi]

Okay but imagine twins au where Kazemaru and Midorikawa are twins and when they losy Their parents Kazemaru got adopted and Midorikawa not

Then Kaze's adoptive parents died and he was living only with adoptive grandma

But she passed short before start of season two so Kaze returned to sun garden

And he didn't wanted to play alien thing at first but after brothers and sisters kicked his ass he joined them

And in dark emperors also was Reize

Bonus points if they're actual aliens

I'm unable to knit a proper plotline or anything but some thoughts I got to add on:

they were pretty close until the whole Aliea thing started going on full force

when Kazemaru got forced to take part in it, he got petty and was trying to go up ranks out of spite or something

the moment when Kazemaru learns about Raimon's involvement..

(also, I think his Dark Emperors looks would work as his aliensona, but I wanted to do something different :3c and since they're not identical twins with Midorikawa, they don't have the same hair color but instead their originals but leaning more to turquoise)

[blacklegsanjiii]

Okay, in a universe where Sanji basically didn't even get to meet Judge (like D! Sora au), he would be Oísin. But I was thinking about names for his siblings, so here I am and this is what I thought:

Reiju = Lune (moon) or Rosier (rose bush)

Ichiji = Kaze (wind) or Pluie (rain)

Niji = Ciel (sky) or Kumo (clouds)

Yonji = Shima (island) or Mori (forest)

I tried to make all their names relating to nature or the universe, since Oísin is pretty much like Ocean.

So good to see you! I truly love this idea and Oísin is Irish for "fawn" or "little deer" and I truly believe that Sora is Irish and has an Irish accent and that Irish is a Northern dialect-yes I know French is like the go to for Sanji but THINK ABOUT IT. Especially in the soulmate au which we will jump back to and also I'm going to give you a slight lore dump that I have for Sora in general that I'm using for her background in general but is going to come in heavily in the sequel to North Blue Language and the Soulmate AU and Skylar is her maiden name in both of these so still pertaining to your ask as well. Not Irish but also just a very good name for this lovely woman.

Sora hails from the Horizon Kingdom at the top of the North Blue and she is the youngest child, the one that will be married off for alliances and security. It's a relatively peaceful kingdom where it's cold and lights dance across the sky year round and one of the more relatively peaceful kingdoms, small and so far away from the others it's seen as a hassle to get there more often than not. It's cold but it's lush and it rains and the kingdom is lively. Think Ireland if it stayed the same but moved to the arctic circle basically. It's small compared to other kingdoms but they try to keep to themselves and keep their people happy as much as they can. The family is tight knit but even still Sora is a pawn for the safety of her kingdom and she accepted that at a relatively young age.

So let's start with D! Sora where Sora fucking leaves and starts a crew and becomes an Emperor of the sea where Sanji is no longer Sanji he's Oísin and his siblings all have new names and Reiju doesn't remember being Reiju. Sora's crew all speak a variety of Northern languages and dialects so the names come from everywhere in the sea and it is touching. 10/10 love Rosier and you know the crew just started calling Reiju that because of she's their little flower garden basically, she's absolutely doted on and spoiled, even after all her brothers come along. Kaze is the oldest boy, then Ciel, Oísin, and lastly Mori. The names blend more into the actual world but they all still have the curled brows, all of the kids are blond too. So everything that happens in the D AU is 10,000x funnier when Zeff realizes that Oísin is that Oísin he's losing it. He is not okay, and when the Strawhats find out he's Skylar D. Oísin it's funnier. The chaos is monstrous.

In the Soulmate AU though imagine Mihawk looking at his pink haired daughter and calling her Rosier as they sail away from Germa and Reiju just gets used to the man calling her that, she's pink like some of the rose bushes on Kuriagana and Mihawk will put fresh ones in her room all the time and absolutely dotes on her and calls her his little flower garden as he braids other flowers into her hair. Mihawk has picked up several languages thanks to his travels so they pick the names for the boys and it's lovely, it's great. Shanks thinks Kaze should have been named something to do with fire or blood because thematically the others kind of match their hair and Mihawk threatens him because Sora insisted on the name and Shanks promptly shuts the fuck up. Zoro and Perona being there during the time skip really fucks with them and Zoro now partially understands like three more languages than he did.

[astrobymarwa]

About me:

I'm marwa, a 21yo libyan girl

Interests: books (fantasy, psychological thriller, romance) movies, asian dramas (japanese, korean, chinese) astrology, tarot, poetry, cats, politics and human rights, kpop, religion.

Dni: minor, islamophobic/transphobic/homophobic, pro-israel, racist

Fav musicians (k-music): exo, monsta x, riize, nct127, shinee, got7, jay b, mino, bobby, ikon, suho, baekhyun, r.i.o, car the garden, day6, n.flying, i.m, woodz.

Other musicians i love: hozier, fujii kaze, one ok rock, måneskin, paris paloma, niall horan, louis tomlinson, the ivy, عبادي الجوهر ,فيروز

[ryuichirou]

what fandoms were you in long before twisted wonderland? I mean like over 10 years ago.

Anon, thank you for this question because it made us sit down and actually look through the albums of my old art and write a list LOL We thought it’d take like 30 minutes tops + 10 minutes to write all of this down, but it took 2+ hours yikes… So sorry, no other replies today :(

And made us realise just how much we revisit certain fandoms 🤦‍♂️ I guess we’re loyal!

Some of them were just very brief phases when we watched/rewatched something, I drew like 5 sketches for this thing and we moved on after about a week. But it was still prominent enough for us to feel like “Oh right, Ryu was drawing (this) back then”. Damn, 2013-2016 were insane, we were jumping around so much… When did these people have time to watch and draw so much shit??

Since this blog is very old, you can find some of my very old shitty fanart for a lot of those here. In all honesty, I really want to draw fanart on some of the more obscure and old ones again… if you have questions about any of this, feel free to ask!

2007: W.I.T.C.H., Oban Star Racers, Naruto lol my very young years

2008: Petshop of Horrors, Yami no Matsuei, Gravitation

2009: Hetalia, Vocaloid

2010: Vocaloid, Terra e…, Shoujo Kakumei Utena, Hetalia

2011: Terra e, Kaze to Ki no Uta, Sound Horizon, Hetalia, Magi (mostly Judal), Kuroshitsuji (a little bit)

2012: Homestuck, Prince of Tennis, Sengoku Basara, Sound Horizon, DC (Batman + Robin, mostly Tim Drake), Thor, Danny Phantom, Amnesia: The Dark Descent, ATLA, Adventure time, D. Gray-Man

2013: Ed Edd n Eddy, Sound Horizon, Penumbra Overture, Lucius, Thor, Hetalia, Dan Vs, Hannibal, Shingeki no Kyojin, Death Note, Bakuman, Neon Genesis Evangelion, South Park, Durarara, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, Litchi Hikari Club, Hellsing Ultimate, Yami no Matsuei, Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, Game of Thrones, Hannibal, the Simpsons

2014: Kuroko no Basket, Hadaka Shitsuji, Hoozuki no Reitetsu, Gravitation, Shingeki no Kyojin, Tytania, Panty&Stocking, Soul Eater, Bleach, Kill la Kill, Hellsing Ultimate, Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood,  Ace Attorney (trilogy + Apollo Justice), Priapus (by Mentaiko/Itto lol I drew him a lot), Togainu no Chi, Outlast, Daria, Scooby Doo, Haikyuu, DMMD, Katekyō Hitman Reborn, Tokyo Ghoul, Free, Kuroshitsuji, Psycho-Pass, Yowamushi Pedal (HUGE!!!!!), D. Gray-man, One-Punch Man

2015: Metalocalypse, ATLOK, Gravity Falls, Guns n’ Roses (yeah the band), Hannibal, Steven Universe, View Askewniverse, the Addams family, Ace Attorney Dual Destinies, DMMD, Life is Strange, Over the Garden Wall, Rick & Morty, South Park, Miraculous Ladybug, Undertale, Watchmen

2016: Supernatural, Peanuts, Osomatsu-san, Outlast, Until Dawn, BioShock Infinite, Code Geass, LoTR, Game of Thrones, Hetalia, House MD, Zootopia, Shingeki no Kyojin, D. Gray-man, Hellsing Ultimate, LA Noir, Percy Jackson books, South Park

2017: American Horror Story, Danganronpa, Neon Genesis Evangelion, ATLA, Homestuck, Yuri on Ice (super briefly), Outlast 2, D. Gray-man, DMMD, Hetalia, Gravitation, Monster, Dream Daddy, Junji Ito, Boku no Hero Academia, Osomatsu-san, South Park, Hannibal

2018: Voltron, Danganronpa, Devilman (Crybaby and classic), Homestuck, Berserk, Gravitation, Bungo Stray Dogs (briefly), Gintama, Hellsing Ultimate, Hetalia, BTS, Priapus (he came back), LoTR, Togainu no Chi, Sweet Pool, Detroit Become Human

2019: Tanya Grotter books, Hannibal, Homestuck, D.Gray-man, Hunter x Hunter, Danganronpa, Durarara, ACCA: 13-Territory Inspection Dept., Soul Eater, ATLA, Witcher 3, Shingeki no Kyojin

2020: Shingeki no Kyojin, briefly Uncharted 4 and BioShock Infinite

2021: Shingeki no Kyojin, ATLA, Sk8, Jujutsu Kaisen, Squid Game

2022: The Great Ace Attorney, Sadistic Beauty, Hades, Mirai Nikki (suddenly), Akira, Encanto, the Gray House (the House In Which, it’s a book),  Cowboy Beebop, Fight Club, It (2017), Stranger Things, LoTR, Uncharted, Hetalia, Frozen (more like Hans/Anna lol), Kuroshitsuji, Twisted Wonderland

2023-2024: Mostly Twisted Wonderland, but we also posted some Scott Pilgrim stuff at the very beginning of this year.

I guess this is it. Woah…

[pangurlban]

[achy-boo]

Royally Awkward

Summary: Being Socially Awkward is not a pleasant thing to have thus making it hard to make new friends but when the ball comes, you have meet someone who accepted you regardless of your flaws

Character: Gepard Landau

Fandom: Honkai: Star Rail

Word Count: 3.4k

Gn!Reader with you/your pronouns

Warnings: A bit of angst, fluff, Gepard is a shy gentleman, Reader is trying to talk and have small trust issues, mentions insecurities and trauma, mentions of being lonely at every ball, happy ending because ya deserve it, wholesome, talk of each other, being called child by your parents

Recommended Listen to: Scars to Your Beautiful by Alessia Clark + Shinunoga E-Wa by Fujii Kaze

Being a child of a royal family with no social skills sucks.

As a son/daughter of the royal family, people think you will have social skills right? Well, not really. You were as the noblemen and women called you, a weird type of a royal child. Your social skills issues are the main reason for your trauma involving your ex friend and the reason why you were so lonely at balls. People tend to avoid you because of it as they claim that you are too boring to talk. But your mother and father are supportive yes but at this point, you really blamed it on your ex-friend. “My child, we are having another ball tonight.” Your mother spoke to you through the door. Your parents host balls every few years which is honestly surprising since the royal families you see are nothing but party animals. As a little child, you used to hate it to the bone but you grew out of it growing up. After a moment of silence, you spoke in a soft tone that anyone will miss at first. “Yes mother. Should I get ready?” Your mother is shocked but she giggles. “No, dear. You have plenty of time until the ball. So there is no need to rush.” Your mother then walked away from your bedroom door as you waited until the footsteps had faded. You stroll from behind a divider from your seating spot and the door to your bedroom door. You take a glance towards your divider for a bit. The combination of dark blue, black and gold is a good mixture but you can not help but hate it since it reminds you of how your trauma affected your skills of speaking with others. 

Meanwhile, you had to take your eyes off your divider to start the normal boring day as a royal son/daughter. You read, drink tea, take walks in the garden. It is honestly so..unexciting and plain. Due to you not having friends and your social skills, you felt crying in anger and went after your so-called friend who traumatized you. But you let it go as they are dead to you. Now you spoke so polite and formal to your parents and head maid but to others? You were so silent and you have that uninterested look on your face that makes it hard for you to trust others. You later shake your head and take a stroll to your room as the ball starts somewhere late in the afternoon, you need to be ready and probably find someone to talk to or..even connect with. You always hated getting dressed by other people instead of your maids but you suck it up and get on with it. “Child.” Your mother called out to you, wearing her best dress for this ball. “The Landau Family will be coming to this ball.” She looks at you in concern as she had seen this look before: that blank expression that drives others away..but she can’t blame you. “Will you,” she hesitated to finish her question. “Be alright for this ball?” You can look at your mother with a soft expression. “I..I do not know but..we will see mother.” Your mother nodded her head, not bothered to say anymore. “Of course, child. Come. Your father is waiting for us at the entrance of the ball.”

‘This ball..is intriguing.’ You think to yourself as you stand near the window from the crowds of noblemen and women. ‘They are avoiding me as always.’ You sighed before you caught a glimpse of someone advancing towards you. Your eyes slowly widen in shock at the beauty of this man in front of you. Blond hair that reaches his neck, blue eyes that makes you want to get lost in them. “Excuse me, sir/ma’am. I can not help but notice that you are standing here alone. May I ask what is wrong? If you want to, of course.” He spoke to you in that polite tone that makes your heart flutter. You felt nervous to talk to him but you knew that you had to speak. ‘You cannot keep being quiet forever, [name].’ You thought to yourself. ‘You had to speak.’ You looked up at the gentleman in front of you and spoke. “I do not feel comfortable talking about it.” You immediately feel eyes all turn towards you as if they haven’t heard you speak at all. The gentleman only nodded his head. “I understand. My name is Gepard Landau, son of the Landau family.” The gentleman now named Gepard introduced himself to you. “[First name] [last name]. You have heard of my family so I have no need to say anything more.” You spoke as you tried to see any ill-intentions from Gepard but you were shocked as there is none. “This ball bores me..can we take a walk to the garden and talk there?” You asked Gepard, nervous for this as this is your first actually talking to someone yet you felt excited because you want to get to know him first. 

To say that you were surprised that Gepard accepted your offer is understatement. You are expecting him to reject your offer but instead he did an exact opposite. You and Gepard were walking in the garden in awkward yet peaceful silence but you had no idea what to talk to him about. But you decided to ask him this question. “Have you heard rumors about me?” Gepard takes a glance at you from the corner of his eyes. “Yes I have. But those rumors are unnecessary. I do not like rumors nor support them. Whoever spreads them has not taken the time to get to know you.” He spoke with his heavenly voice that makes your heart want to run in a marathon. ‘His voice…is pleasant to listen to. His voice is like a melody being played over a crowd of unpleasantries. A melody..that is so foreign to me but sounds so..heavenly.’ You think to yourself as you look at Gepard. “Nobody..don’t want to get along with me due to my lack of social skills and trust issues.” You were correct. You have a hard time working with others and you never get social cues plus you had said words that never meant to hurt anyone but how you said proves otherwise. You were pretty much a weird one in the noble’s eyes. You hate it. You hate it so much that you just want to scream, to shout in pure anger but you do not want to disappoint your parents with your emotions as your trauma is enough trouble for them.

You and Gepard hang out even after the ball and he was patient with your lack of social skills but he witnessed that you are trying to get better social skills and this man teaches you every single time you two hang out. “[Name],” Gepard called out to you when you were reading a book. “Would you like to come with me to the garden?” You take your eyes from your book as you are confused. “May I ask for what?” Gepard just smiled and you just felt screaming into the pillow of how cute Gepard is when he smiles like that however you brush those foolish thoughts off into a deep part of your mind as you stand from your chair. “If you are willing to get to know me, Gepard,” you turn to face him. “Be prepared for it.” You give Gepard a nod with a smirk on your face. 

Gepard was not prepared to learn more about you even after the ball days ago. He had heard rumors of a son/daughter of a royal family who is so cold that nobody wants to befriend them. The man is suspicious of many things but he is not the type to jump into actions without proper thinking. So he takes the chance to see this ‘cold weirdo pest’ that he heard from so many people. But when he got to the ball, his eyes landed on you from the other side of the ball. In his eyes, you are beautiful. Social skills or not. There are a lot of ways to get to know someone but he wanted to make sure that you are comfortable with him first. He noticed that your eyes observed him closer for any ill-intentions but when you found out that he did not have any of it. You were a bit hesitant to show the carefree and extrovert side that you were so careful to hide from others. But Gepard was very patient with you, he knows what it feels to not trust others due to the tricks of hiding one’s own intentions but he never left your side. 

Your mother and father were surprised at the sight of you and Gepard hanging out more often but they were so happy that your mother had to hide her tears from being seen by other servants. Your father, who was known as a cold and stern man in the public eye, is smiling so warmly that his child has found someone who never abandoned you due to your flaws. Gepard was often questioned by your father without your knowledge. “You have been hanging out with my son/daughter lately, yes?” Gepard took his eyes from his tea to face your father in surprise and nodded, confirming it. “Yes sir. I have been hanging out with your child.” Your father only hummed and took a sip of his tea. “I see. Now, you know that they have flaws that the other noblemen and women find rude or un-noble like.” He stared at Gepard with a stern look on his face. “I would like to ask you two questions. What do you think of my child and would you be their side even in their darkest moments?”

Gepard was taken aback by the questions of your fathers but he knew to be honest about his words as lies can hurt anyone no matter how innocent it seems. Lying is lying and he never likes lying his words to anyone. “Your child..is wonderful. They are so careful with their words and actions..they take my teachings of social cues to heart. They were..such an angel in this cruel society where you had to pretend that you are fine. For that second question.” Gepard took a minute to think. You were perfect in his eyes even with your flaws and..he can’t imagine a life without you. “I would be their side..even in their darkest moments. All I see..” the blond haired man closed his eyes. “Is a beautiful person..with flaws that make me smile in glee. They are truly a sight to see and I love hanging out with them.” Your father was oddly silent, closing his eyes for what seems like years but then he spoke. “You are the first one…who accepts my son/daughter for who they are. Their flaws..their trauma that vile fiend that once their friend put into their soul.” He opened his eyes. “All I ever wanted to see my son/daughter smile so carelessly when there is nothing to do. I want them to see that even when there is darkness, there is also light. Thank you for making them truly happy.”

Meanwhile at the garden stood you and your mother as it was time for a private walk and talk while you are hella nervous since it is your mother, who was known for her strict and cold nature in the public eye but you know deep down..she and your father shows you that they care for you in many ways without invading your personal sanctuary which is your own bedroom. “Mother..what do you want to talk about?” You ask your mother who is carrying an umbrella over her head. She glances at you from the corner of her eyes and smiles lightly. “A little birdie told me that you and Gepard have been spending time together lately. It is very rare to see you so happy after.” She didn’t say anything about that incident but you knew that her and your father do not like to talk about that day as it will only anger them. “So, my child.” She spoke after a moment of silence. “What about Gepard makes you so happy?” 

You were waiting for this moment to tell your mother how you feel about Gepard. “Mother. He is so handsome. His voice is so welcome to listen to even when he and I are sitting near the ocean or the town’s fountain. He is such a gentleman as he never lets me do anything while he is around. He even defended me from others..he always told me that I do not have to change to please others. His blonde hair is so silky to the touch and his eyes. Such blue eyes..that I feel myself drowning in them just staring in them. He is such a sweetheart and he has that adorable smile that makes my heart scream out in pure cuteness overload.” Your mother laughs softly at this. “It seems that you have feelings for Gepard, no?” You felt embarrassed that your mother out of all the people in your palace household have caught your feelings for the gentleman prince of the Landau Family, Gepard Landau. “I..” You look at your feet, flustered and shy at the same time. “Yes..Yes I do. But will he accept my feelings?” Your mother’s eyes soften to see your expression. 

“Well, think about it. What did Gepard’s actions show you whenever you two hangout?” Your mother asks you, trying to make you see based on actions. That question makes you think back all the times you and Gepard hang out from your households. You notice that Gepard’s eyes is always on you. The way he holds your hand even in crowded areas in a gentle manner as if he doesn't want to hurt you. The way his smile turns warm and lovingly whenever you see something you like or how you awed at something cute. How Gepard stood in front of you to protect you from harm and even defended you by saying words that made you see the light again. But the last thing that makes you blush a deep shade of red is: the meaning behind his words and actions. He always told you to never change to please others means you are unique so do not change anything about yourself. The red rose he always has with him..the meaning of a red rose means passion and a red rose is a gift primarily given by a love interest, symbolizing a martial or romantic relationship.

“He..”You were silent as your mother hugged you in a motherly hug. “My beautiful child..you deserve to be happy. Gepard makes you feel wonderful and special in his eyes. As long as he treats you right, your father and I accept him with open arms.” You heard your mother’s voice begin to tremble as you realized that she was crying. “You deserve happiness and love..and you two..will be the most beautiful couple ever. All we wanted..to see that carefree smile on your face and be clouded by the trauma that haunted you.” Your eyes slowly widen in shock without realizing that you were crying. You always wanted to cry to your mother like old times when you held her while crying as a traumatic little kid and now..you felt relief when you finally cried in your mother’s arms. You let out all your pain as she comforts you while crying too as nobody is around to see you two crying. Your father just watches the scene from his office window alone, smiling and also crying as well. The old man felt his heart filled with warmth as if he saw the small little carefree menace that is his son/daughter hidden deep within you. “Gepard Landau..you have my permission to date my son/daughter as you show them..that you love them..for who they are.”

Gepard sneezed a bit when he got back home in the Landau Household when he felt like someone was talking about him. He then smiles to himself as he thinks about you. You have been the love of his life, his sunshine, his wounded angel..his crush. He thinks about confessing his love to you and all the possibilities it will have. He does not want to let you go, not when he feels his heart race around you like crazy. He wanted you to be his lover and later decided to confess his feelings to you tomorrow as he had one chance to do this..or everything will crumble down around him. The next day, you were sipping tea while eating the remains of your sweets when your personal maid knocked on the door to your room. “Come on in, Melissa.” You spoke as Melissa walk in with a silver letter tray with a single envelope. 

“Good morning,sir/Lady [name]. You have a letter.” She spoke to you in a warm voice. “It is from the Landau Family son.” She watch in amusement as you quickly snatch the letter from the tray and read it. “He invited me to come to his family garden alone.” Your eyes soften in warmth and love. “Wear the best suit/dress and brings a red rose.” Melissa squeals when she knows the meaning of the letter but she doesn't say anything when you ask her what it means. “Come on, my sir/lady. We have to get you ready to meet His highness Gepard Landau.” You only sighed as you went through the process of getting dress for a private meeting with the man of your dreams. You wear the suit/dress of your two favorite colors and in your hand is a red rose, freshly picked from the garden of red roses near your bedroom window. Melisaa basically gently dragged you to your ride which is your family’s carriage. “Have fun there, my sir/lady!” Melissa smile at you when you are being help up in the carriage. “Why is she so happy about?” You asked yourself but you felt something good will happen. 

When you arrived at the Landau Household, you were greeted with Gepard’s knight who led you to the garden. The garden is beautiful with all kinds of flowers and decorations of the bushes, shrubs and hedges. The status, the small lake/pond and bridge is a perfect mix in your eyes but your eyes also caught something else. The tall hedges have red roses in them and it slowly fades to the bridge of flowers with its petals falling gracefully to the ground. “[name].” You peeked up at the sound of Gepard’s mesmerizing voice and you turned your head to face him but..you felt your breath hitched. He looks so breathtaking with his blue and white suit, one of his hair is pushed back, letting the rest stay normal, however the look in his blue eyes is filled with love and affection and he also has a red rose in his hand. You stroll closer to Gepard, hands sweating with your felt your mind grew blank thanks to Gepard’s handsomeness.

“My rose.” Gepard speaks first. “When I first laid my eyes on you at the night of the ball, you took my breath away. It took time for you to get used to me..but trust me when I say this. A life without you is so..dull..so..colorless that aches my heart. I always think about you every day. You never left my mind and I will admit..you are a beautiful distraction from my daily life.” He place his hand on your cheek. “You are my everything..my world.. My heart. I can’t trust anyone that doesn’t absolutely love you...like I do.” He smile at you warmly. “Please..let me be your star..your light in this cruel as life feels empty when I’m not around you. I love you..” Gepard whispered those last words to you. Those three beautiful words makes you replied back with teary eyes filled with happiness. “I..love you too, my Gepard.” With that, you two shared a kiss that finally felt right. You were happy, Gepard is happy, your parents and maid are happy for you. ‘Thank you..for giving me this man..who shows me true love.’ You two pulled away to stared into each other’s eyes before slowly leaning in to kiss again.

True Love does exist all we need to wait for that Mr/Mrs. Right to appear.

achy-boo Please do not copy, plagiarize, or heavily imitate my work nor ideas. All rights reserved

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PLEASE DOOOOO drop more or elaborate your hcs I'm starting to feel the eiliea illness creeping back up so might as well (the illness was never gone in the first place) also just realized your blog title. handshaking u on that we are in this asylum together 🤝 - @kumagorosh

LMFAO??? Yeah guys, im ill abt these guys, its funny that theyre not my favourite characters though.

Anyways i hope you like my insane ramblings, this is gonna be REALLY long so, you can see em all under the cut 👍

For the "in go, to the public Kiyama is Kira Hiroto, to his friends and family, hes Kiyama Tatsuya" hc, the reason why they found out his name is Tatsuya is because of Touko. No one knows how she found out, all they know is that one day during summer she appeared, saw Kiyama and went "HEY TATSUYA!" And watched him panic,

Inazuma Japan noticed that Kiyama and Mido sometimes tend to not answer them whenever they say their names, so they would say their alien names. When the two do reply by their alien names, they would yell "WRONG TRY AGAIN!" bc they are Not Gran and Reize anymore and they have to learn to not reply to those names

As for "The reason why InaJap was so nice to kimido was because of Dark Emperors" hc, it sorta came to me out of the blue while rewatching s3, Mido and Kaze are good freinds despite aliea and my hc is that is the reason why everyone warmed up to them – if DE didn't happen, Kaze wouldn't feel like he understood what Reize had to go through ans that feeling of inadequicy that followed them, if this makes any sense. (Note; if DE didn't happen, they would've either A. Not even be a part of InaJap or B. Be a part of it and get treated like outcasts, kinda like Fudou.)

Also all the sun garden kids, areori or og, knows how to fight btw. Og sun garden is just, better and stronger because of the Aliea Meteorite

ALSO BTW. This is game canon but like, aliea???! Is so fucked up in the games? Like Seijirou rlly was going to sell those kids as weapons of war and we went "wow, normal IE stuff." And Garshield too. Like what the hell

Anyways back to the hcs; Demonio, Kiyama, and Ronijo are friends! "How so?" You might ask, its the child experiments.

Prominence is very used to the heat and prefers it, they hate the cold.

Diamond Dust player, menawhile are the opposite, whenever it snows Hitomiko always has to remind them that they're human and need to be warm, so "Don't go outside without gloves or jackets–!" And they absolutely hate the heat.

Ok this is just semi canon bcz mido, but Gemini Storm totally has a inferior complex.

This is dubiously canon? But all of Eisei are on given name status with each other, and for the og cast, they're still a bit to awkward (well, more like strangers) with each other to do that, but in go they totally call each other by their given names

Ok now for my hyper specific hc where i have no idea where this came from but its something i like and kept

Reina is a psychologist! Maki is a nurse, why? Because honestly, with the way they grew up, they were probably frustrated a lot by all these different things would probably want to help themselves and others. Why them specifically? Idfk it just happened. Same thing with Mutou being a techie, Nagumo being a choach to bunch of kids (like handa in canon), and a bunch of other stuff

Ngl, my hc is that all the Kira's were probably in the spotlight post-aliea, so the hc that Shuugo probably lost a of friends when he was a kid was born,

Which takes me to the hc that he loves his friends and family. He's not ashamed to be a Kira, he holds so much pride for being one. One of his goal's for when hes an adult is to probably just make something for himself, be someone he himself could be proud of,

I honestly have ZERO idea where i got my "Kiyama sees a lot of himself in Kariya" hc, but i think it was when i was rewatching s2 and went "wow thid guy has a lot of similar mannarisms as Kariya" whenever i saw covert Kiyama+Gran

Which takes me to the, "Shuugo and Kariya are just mini versions of the aliea captains" hc, which is mostly by mannerisms. They probably unconsciously mimicked them or just adopted it into the way they do things or smthn idk. Hitomiko finds this adorable.

Ehm. Here's some of Shuugo and Kariya actually why not, mostly shuugo because... he's my favourite.

The whole "they're complete opposites of each other" bit is mostly based on my other headcanons, but also from Shuugo's recruitment needs + kariya's canon behaviour. (shuugo's talks for the both of them, and kariya in turn, insults people for fun)

Shuugo likes to fist-fight people btw, he's nice and calm, but he has anger issues, and when someone pisses him off bad he'd start fist-fighting people, which is pretty often. (Kariya in turn, gaslight people. for fun. like father like son, I guess?)

Nagumo taught both Shuugo and Kariya curse words.

Shuugo was the one who came up with the idea of Masaki transferring to Raimon (the moment he joined the soccer club, shuugo went through all five stages of grief at once)

oh yeah kariya and shuugo have a sibling-like relationship. idk if you can tell from all the previous hcs.

literally no one knew that they know each other, so one day during the match of raimon 1gun vs raimon 2gun in s1 of go, they started talking to each other post-match and everyone was just "????? since when ???" and the revelation that kariya is an orphan and shuugo knows him because his cousin(??) is the "owner" of the orphanage opened,

also because of kariya and shuugo knowing each other, the two of them (along with ichino and aoyama!) sorta become the bridge between raimon 1gun and raimon 2gun! they have a lot more joint practises and team 2 are able to play in official/friendly matches!

Also fun fact, Shuugo was supposed to have a character arc similar to Hikaru's when he was first introduced in the sequel for go s1, aka, Chrono Stone, but as we can see that never happened. Anyways, i totally do NOT have a whole ass plot and am writing a fic of this for myself. nope, Nuh-uh.

(i am, i just stopped writing it cause i got stuck with a bit I cannot write to save my life :sob:)

wow this is. really long, i am so sorry if this makes no sense, and I'm sorry in general.