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vixenpen · 4 years ago

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Caged Hearts

Chap 25. Take Down

((Hawks x Miku ((OC))

The sheets were warm and tangled around their bodies. If Keigo closed his eyes he could almost imagine they were in the comfort of his bright, clean bedroom rather than the dirty hovel they were laid up in.

“Yo, bird brain?” Dabi muttered. He was staring up at the dimly lit ceiling with a cigarette in hand. If you could be anywhere else in the world, where would it be and why?”

“Not reading my mind, are ya, Dabs?”

Dabi took a drag of the cigarette before replying: “I know I’d much rather be fucking you on on a real bed with some box springs. I’d break that mother fucker too.”

“Real romantic, babe.”

“So what about you?”

Keigo took a measured breath as he thought. The stench of sex and cigarette smoke burned his nostrils.

“There’s this island off of Fukuoka—it’s beautiful there—and there’s this old abandoned shrine on the east end...”

“You wanna fuck in an abandoned shrine?” Dabi frowned, cocking a brow.

“Not everything is about sex, you nympho maniac.” Keigo rolled his eyes. “I would wanna go there just to show it to you. To share it with you. Ya know? Like a real date..” he added sarcastically.

“Oh geez, I forgot people actually do those. Yeah, I guess a real date would be cool. Even if it is just some shitty old shrine.”

Dabi cut his eyes playfully at his boyfriend only to just narrowly miss a pillow to the face.

“What’s wrong, Birdemic? I ain’t cute enough to be wined and dined on a dinner date?”

“Like you would be stimulated by the typical dinner and a movie.” Keigo rolled over until his chin settled on Dabi’s scarred chest. “You’re not a basic bitch.”

“Hm that is true,” Dabi stubbed out his smoke. “I am a baddie.”

Keigo snorted. Dabi chuckled.

Then they both quieted.

“Yeah,” Dabi’s hands raked through his boyfriend’s tousled blonde hair, “I guess that would be fun to do together.”

“Hawks? Hey, Hawks-san? Hawks-san?”

“Hm?”

“You, good?”

His teenaged sidekick was looking at him with a mix of worry and curiosity.

Because of course he’s worried. You’re over here taking a trip down memory lane before a major take down mission. Get your shit together and stop zoning out, dude.

Keigo rearranged his face into a practiced, easygoing smile.

“I’m alright, kid, how ‘bout you? This is a big mission. You ready for it?”

The young intern’s expression grew serious, and he nodded.

“Then this can all be over.”

Keigo’s smile waned.

“Yeah. Let’s hope.”

A fleet of police officers, sidekicks, and fellow heroes accompanied them on what would hopefully be their final bust of Dabi’s operation. The speed boat hurtled the entire group towards the island’s south east end. The hero could make out the arched roof of the old abandoned temple through the tall foliage.

He pulled his buzzing phone from his pants pocket, and smiled when he saw the picture from Miku. She was at the recording studio from what he could tell.

Angel😇: finishing up here. My bodyguards won’t even let me go to the roof by myself for a break 🙄 hope ur happy

Kei: I am. Hopefully this will all be over soon. Ttyl.

God how he hoped both statements were true. He wanted this to be over. As weird as having free time was, Keigo missed it. He had almost forgotten how mentally exhausting The unpredictability and stress of an major case like this could be. Even more than that, he missed Miku. When this was over, he wanted to make things right between them. Make them better.

The boat came to a stop at the edge of the island.

“How far until we reach?” One of the officers asked.

“Less than ten minutes by foot.” Hawks replied.

His wings stretched fully, the buzzing of bugs and rustling leaves all prickled at his feathers.

He held up a hand, calling all parties to halt behind him. Several red feathers shot off from his wings and spanned the sparsely forested area.

One by one, his quirk triggered traps. Bombs. Nowhere near as strong as the ones Dabi had blown up the warehouses with, but still enough that the police squad had to crouch behind their shields.

Keigo’s eyes narrowed as he felt the rush of Dabi’s fire wielding lackeys coming before he saw them.

The avian lowered his visor.

“Get ready.”

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“We got the taaake!” Miku sang with a giggle. “That’s a wrap!”

Her producer, DJP, a fellow Yokohama native who always wore sunglasses, a bandanna and very rarely talked, gave her a lazy thumbs up. For DJP, that was the equivalent of a cartwheel.

With a sigh, Miku took off the headphones and hung them over the neck of the microphone before letting herself out of the sound booth. Miku joined the producer at the mixer.

“I need a break,” she sighed. “I’m going to the roof.”

DJ quirked his pierced brow at her. Even beyond his large black shades Miku could see the chastising look on his face.

“I’ll be quick, I swear,” she pressed. “Just give me five minutes, and we can run it back. Please.”

DJP shrugged dismissively and let out a hum of approval.

Thank god.

Miku burst out of the studio and into the silent halls so quickly that she bumped into her bodyguard’s barrel chest.

“Pepe! There you are big guy,” she grinned up at him. “Just the man I wanted to see. Wanna take a trip to the roof with me?”

The humanoid grizzly bear man smirked back at her.

“Sure, Angel, we can take a trip.”

Then pain exploded in her right temple before her vision went black

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reyna0w0 · 4 years ago

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You’re Here Again 15 (Last Chapter)

✏ todoroki shoto © kohei horikoshi

✏ todoroki shoto x fem!reader

✏✏ Chapter 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 + 7 + 8 + 9 + 10 + 11 + 12 + 13 + 14 + 15 (Last)

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Standing in front of the mirror for the 20th time, (Y/N) debated whether to change her outfit. Her phone’s alarm rang and she freaked out.

‘Agh! How is it already 11:30?! I have to meet Shoto-kun at 12!’

One last look at the mirror before (Y/N) fled to gather her things.

She was out the door in 10 minutes, her parents chuckled at her rushing out.

Shoto was standing by the fountain at the park, scrolling through his phone. (Y/N) walked up to him.

“I hope I’m not late!” She said with a breathy smile.

The weather was getting colder since it was transitioning to winter soon.

“No, I’m just early,” Shoto replied.

“How long? Gosh, your hands are so cold!” (Y/N) said, taking his hands in hers.

The warmth of her hands seeped into his. His already red from the cold face, burned even redder.

(Y/N) realized what she was doing, let his hands go, and blushed. “How do I look?” She asked, desperate to change the subject.

She was wearing a warm grey sweater with intricate patterns, paired with a pair of black skinny jeans and combat boots. On top of the sweater was a light brown coat and a woolen scarf.

“You look...cute,” Shoto said quietly.

‘I know I asked him but hearing it makes me so happy…’

(Y/N) blurted out, “You too!”

Well, he did look amazing. He donned a beige sweater cardigan with a white undershirt and black pants and sneakers.

“Let’s go,” Shoto said, extending a hand out to (Y/N).

Blushing, she slowly took his hand. Walking hand in hand really made them seem like a real couple. It was still surreal to (Y/N) but it made her giddy.

Smile hidden under her scarf, she said, “Where are we going?”

“A secret,” Shoto said.

“Aww. Tell me, please!” (Y/N) pleaded.

“It’ll ruin the element of surprise,” Shoto said with a chuckle.

“Aw, fine.”

Shoto smiled leading the way. (Y/N) didn’t recognize the area they were in so she was excited. It was already like a dream to be going on a date with Shoto.

They stopped in front of a little restaurant called ‘Ambrosia’. Shoto pushed the door open and held it for (Y/N) as she walked inside admiring the interior. The place was absolutely ravishing. Hanging plants covered the ceiling along with beautiful warm-toned light bulbs. It looked stunning. The setting was cozy and romantic yet elegant. The walls were decorated with frames with quotes displayed and more plants hanging though they were gorgeous flowers along with fairy lights.

“Wow! This place is gorgeous,” (Y/N) said as they took a seat by the window.

“My mom recommended this place. She said the food was great and the atmosphere too,” Shoto said.

“Rei-san definitely knows the most aesthetic places. It’s so lovely,” (Y/N) replied, still admiring the place.

“Yeah,” Shoto said while he looked at (Y/N). To him, she was lovelier.

The waitress came over to give them the menu. (Y/N) thanked her with a smile. How he loved that smile. It made his heart full. He wanted her to smile for him.

After browsing the menu, they called the waitress back.

“I’ll have the carbonara, please,” (Y/N) said as she looked at the menu.

“Schnitzel and späetzle for me,” Shoto said.

“Will that be all?” The waitress asked after repeating their order.

“Yes, thank you,” Shoto replied.

The waitress whisked away and the couple talked as they waited for the food. The restaurant wasn’t very crowded so it was easy to talk without the loud bustle of a busy restaurant. It was quite peaceful along with the soothing classical music playing in the background. Romantic would also be a good way to describe the atmosphere between the two.

The food came rather fast and soon they were enjoying their own dishes.

“Mhm...This carbonara is fantastic!” (Y/N) said after taking the first bite.

“I’m glad you like it. My dish is quite enjoyable too,” Shoto said.

“I want to try some!” (Y/N) said, grinning.

Shoto smiled and took a good portion of schnitzel and späetzle on his fork and extended his fork to (Y/N). She blushed but took the bite since it was too appetizing to decline.

Truly, it was delicious. “Ah! This is so good!”

Smiling at the sight of her in food heaven, Shoto just looked at her. He found her stunning. Especially when she was happy.

Doing the same, (Y/N) let Shoto try her carbonara. Shoto leaned towards her fork and took the bite. Heart beating faster, she never thought even a person eating could make her feel so flustered.

Heart fluttering, she thought, ‘What have you done to me, Todoroki Shoto?’

After having a lovely lunch, they walked for a bit. (Y/N) didn’t think they had a destination in mind but Shoto did.

“I hope you like cats,” Shoto said as they approached a cat cafe.

“Oh my God! Are you for real? I adore cats! Hurry, let’s go in!” (Y/N) squealed, storming right in.

Shoto followed her with a smile on his face. How rare of him to be smiling so much. (Y/N)’s charm it seems.

“Aww! These kitties are so cute! I think I’m going to die,” (Y/N) said as she petted four cats at once.

Shoto ordered drinks and dessert for them and watched (Y/N) play with the cats while a lazy cat made himself comfortable in Shoto’s lap.

“Aww! He’s sleeping on your lap! Don’t move, okay? I need a picture of this!” (Y/N) said, fishing her phone from her pocket.

Shoto did as he was told, he couldn’t bear waking the cat anyway. He, too, loved cats. Hence why he chose to bring her here.

(Y/N) squealed at the picture she took. “This is going to be my lock screen wallpaper!”

Shoto smiled and carefully took out his phone, making sure the cat wasn’t disturbed.

(Y/N) was laughing as she petted the number of cats around her and fed them treats. Shoto took a couple of pictures of her with the cats. “Looks like you and the cats are going to be my wallpaper.”

(Y/N) blushed and gave Shoto a toothy grin. She was enjoying herself immensely. A kitty wonderland with her boyfriend. The two spent quite a bit at the cat cafe. (Y/N) was so sad to leave.

“Let’s come back next time. I like these cats already,” Shoto said as (Y/N)’s face lighted up happily.

“Yes! I’d love to see the kitties again!” (Y/N) replied.

While (Y/N) was grinning, Shoto entwined his hand with hers and said, “Let’s go to the place where we first met, yeah?”

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

Following the usual path to the place only they knew about. To the place where it all began.

The trees were mostly all orange, yellow and brown. Autumn leaves scattered on the ground and all over the bridge. Some falling on the surface of the river. The wind blew causing the leaves to fly in the sky and fall down.

(Y/N) let go of Shoto’s hand and tried to grab a leaf. After a few failed attempts, she managed to grab one.

Smiling, she stretched it towards Shoto who smiled back at her. He shuffled in his pocket, producing a small gift box.

Shoto walked towards her and said, “For you.”

“But I didn’t get you anything.”

“It’s a little something to thank you with. That day in spring when we met, I had no idea that we’d end up like this. My entire life has changed, thanks to you. You supported me throughout my family problems and it’s finally starting to get better. I’ve never been happier. I love you, (Y/N).”

Shoto said that with the heartiest smile (Y/N) had ever seen. Her hands flew to her mouth, trying to stop herself from crying. But a few stray tears escaped as she said, “No, thank you. You’ve given me unimaginable strength. After Miku, I really didn’t want to get personal with anyone again, afraid I’d lose them. That day, when we talked for the first time, changed everything. I didn’t expect us to get this close or that I’d fall in love with you but here we are. I’m happy beyond belief and with you, I think I can slowly heal if it’s with you. I love you too, Shoto.”

A couple more happy tears fell down her cheeks. Shoto wiped them away for her as she did. Then he handed her the present which she opened carefully. It was a beautiful necklace with a heart entwined with a ring as a pendant. Looking closely, (Y/N) saw that the ring was engraved with the letters ‘Always and Forever’.

Symbolizing their love and his unwavering support.

“It’s beautiful. Will you help me put it on?”

Shoto nodded, taking the necklace and (Y/N) turned around and moved her hair. The necklace fell lightly on her neck as Shoto fastened it. She turned back, fiddling with the pendant. “Thank you so much. I love it!”

Shoto smiled as he stared into her eyes. She smiled back and closed her eyes as Shoto inched forward. Sharing a short soft kiss, the two pulled back blushing furiously and heart fluttering.

It was another new beginning at the place where they first met. Maybe fate had a role to play in this meeting of two lost souls. Two souls that were meant to thaw the frozen hearts of one another.

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thewritingstar · 5 years ago

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Gruvia day 2019!!!

Ahhhh it’s Gruvia day today and I had no idea! So of course I had to write something for my fav pair.

As the “Gruvia Goddess” (title given by the lovely @fairywithajetblackheart) I wanted to do something cute and fluffy this time. I will relieve y’all of angst...for now.

Also this features the Fullbuster fam plus my oc daughter named Miku who I think I’ve written for before.

Enjoy!

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The sun was shining all over the city and it truly was a picture perfect summers day. With the new generation being brought up, days like this where the family could relax and play together quietly without the rustle and bustle of the guild were rare for the Fullbuster family.

“Higher mommy! Higher!” Miku giggled as Juvia smiled and pulled the swing back to push her four year old daughter.

“Up into the clouds little one!” Juvia laughed and even formed a little shower over them and a rainbow appeared.

Mikus dark brown eyes became entranced by her mother’s magic. Her bright blue hair that was gifted primarily from her mother was tied into the cutest pigtails and bobbed up and down as she was pushed higher.

Sitting on the porch was Gray. Relaxing with a drink in his hand, he watched his wife dance and play with their expressive little girl.

“Hey dad?” Silver called as he walked outside with a folder in his hand. “Could you help me with a project?”

“Project? School hasn’t even started yet and Levy already started homework?” Gray shook his head as Silver sat next to him and placed his folder on the glass table.

“It’s extra credit.” Silver shrugged. “Normally I wouldn’t care to do it but Nashi and I are in the same class again and I have to start the year with better grades.”

Gray let out a laugh as he recalled that the Fullbuster and Dragneel feud still lived on through their children, something he wasn’t entirely sure he was proud of.

“Alright. What kind of assignment!”

“Well it’s like a presentation of you life. You can choose a certain aspect to focus on and I decided that you and mom were my best option.”

“Really? Doing a project on your old man?” Gray smiled smugly. Silver rolled his eyes and blew his deep blue fringe out from his face.

“Yeah, yeah. I wanted to know how you met.”

“You know how we met. Your mother and I fought, I saved her life, she joined the guild and bam! You were born.” He winked and Silvers face twisted in disgust.

“Okay, gross. But no. I wanted to know how you knew you loved her, I already asked mom and she gave me a super long list of literally every aspect of you.” He pulled out a paper and true to his word, the entire thing was filled with Juvias responses and also another paragraph about how much she loved him.

Gray could feel his heart speed up as he quickly raked his eyes over them.

“Well for starters Juvia is extremely kind and loving. She is the most devoted and self sacrificing woman I have ever met-“

“No” Silver stopped him. “I want the moment you knew you loved her. What was the defying moment that changed you and you knew that every second moving forward, you love her?” He asked.

Gray was taken back from his request. “Oh.” He started. “I didn’t realize you wanted this to be that deep.” His eyes then refocused on the woman playing with the blue haired girl in the sandbox.

He watched as she formed animals and shapes using her magic and the way her eyes lit up when their daughter giggled brought him back to the memorie.

“It was after an intense battle.” Gray started, his eyes still on Juvia. “I had just lost my father, again. There was so much pain in my heart as I was hunched over his grave in the snow. And then she came along. She told me that she didn’t have a right to love me anymore and that she would leave.” Silvers eyes widened. “And that’s when I knew.”

“I wasn’t lying when I said she is devoted. I’m lucky enough she waited for me to get my act together. When she came and stayed by my side, I knew she was forever.”

“So you knew mom was the one when Grandpa died?” Silver asked hesitantly.

“I knew I never wanted to leave her side from that moment but I think I fell in love with her on a different day.”

“Do tell.”

“It was raining. A terrible storm was pouring outside and I knew she wasn’t going to be too pleased. Water might be her element but before FairyTail, she hated the rain. So at this time we had just started dating, I was very new to the whole thing but your mom did everything in her power to make sure that I was alright. Nothing too fast, nothing too slow.”

“Sounds like mom wears the pants in the relationship.” Silver snorted and his father only shrugged.

“So instead of going inside to watch a movie. We sparred. She was now more confident with the rain as her past didn’t define her anymore. At first it was light and nothing more than kicks and punches.”

“You punched mom!” Silver yelled and Gray shushed him.

“We were sparring, it’s what you do. Now I knew I was going to be struggling since it was raining but I didn’t know how powerful she was going to be. Your mom used her magic to water lock me. She pinned me to the ground, raised my chin and said-“

“Juvias got you right where she wants you.”

The boys turned around to see Juvia holding a sleepy Miku.

“You. You pinned dad to the ground and that’s when he fell in love!” Silver said in disbelief.

“What can I say. She took my breath away.”

“Literally, your father passed out after he told me he loved me.” Juvia smiled sheepishly.

“Wow.” Silver stated and Gray nodded.

“Silver honey, will you take your sister and lay her down in her crib.” Juvia said as she passed her daughter to her son.

He took his sister kindly and went inside. “It’s funny darling.” Juvia giggled as she took a seat on her husbands lap. “Juvia doesn’t believe that was the day, or have you been lying to me?” She pouted playfully.

“You know damn well the moment I fell in love with you is when you sent Natsus ass flying.”

Juvias face deadpanned as she glared at her husband and raised an eyebrow.

“Okay okay!” He smirked and kissed her hand. “It was during the Grand Magic Games, when we went on our date.”

“Juvia remembers.” She whispered softly.

“And we were alone.” His fingers trailed up her arms. “And I remember what you were wearing or specifically what you weren’t wearing.” He winked and he could hear her breathing hitch. “And how beautiful you were as my name left your lips.”

In that moment she captured his lips and kissed him slowly. Even after years of marriage and kids, the spark between them roared like an eternal flame.

“Juvia likes that story so much more.” Her forehead pressed against his and he agreed.

“Well I wasn’t going to tell our son that.” He laughed and pecked her lips again.

Suddenly a dangerous spark gleamed in her blue eyes. “Silver! Pack a bag you’re staying at your staying at Aunt Lucy’s house!” Juvia called without taking her eyes off her husband.

The porch door opened and they turned to see a bruiting Silver. “You guys are gross.”

His parents let out a laugh as their teenage son grumbled as he stormed back into the house.

“Oh he’s so cute when he’s mad.” Juvia cooed over her baby boy.

“Yeah but you’re cuter.” He nuzzled her cheek. “And I love you.”

Juvia batted her eyelashes and titled his chin with her finger. “I love you too.”

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I hope you enjoyed! Sorry if it seems rushed (cause it is) and I hope you all had a good Gruvia day!!!

Also Miku means “beautiful sky” in Japanese so I thought it was fitting for her :)

#gruvia #gruvia day 2019 #gruvia oneshot #juvia x gray #gray x juvia #fairytail #fairytail oneshots #gruvia drabbles #juvia lockser #juvia fullbuster #gray fullbuster #silver fullbuster #miku fullbuster #oc child #happy gruvia day!!!#thewritingstar

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archangelofsacrifice · 6 years ago

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Tag Game

Got tagged by @geoffs-former-stache, that made me really happy so thanks~!

Rules: Answer these totally vague not vague questions then tag 20 followers you'd like to know better

-Nicknames: Kitty, Jesus, Kittyjesus

-Zodiac: This Bat

(S/O to Anna for the new age Zodiacs)

-Height: 5'5"/5'6" technically I am 5'6" but saying I'm 5'5" sounds way cooler and I prefer so I always go to say I'm 5'5" then dive into this whole little speech

-Time: time is an illusion, a made up construct of human brains trying to understand the world around them. Also, 11:40am

-Favorite band/artist: does, does Hatsune Miku count? Hatsune Miku

-Song stuck in my head: Evil Food Eater Conchita

-Last movie I saw: Flight of Dragons, me and my girlfriend cuddled and watched it! Though right before watching that we also cuddled through Uno The Movie

-Last thing I googled: "Reddit don't dead inside ooen"

-Other blogs: just this one, oh right, I started a writing blog then quickly forgot about it after one or two posts, whoops, can't say I didn't see that coming though,

-Do I get asks: Other than my one irl friend who only got on tumblr to submit a troll ask to me, nope,

-Why'd I chose my username: So I do a ton of fantasy writing and I had made one character, Soul, the archangel of sacrifice (in my story, archangels are more than just messengers, basically they rule over specific things, and lead other angel types that are involved in that thing,) so anyways, Soul was the archangel of sacrifice. One of his angel wings has turned pitch black, because he absorbs sins and illnesses and stuff from humans and takes it into himself, this pollutes his wings and when they are all black he has to hibernate. This happened once when (one wing was pure black at the start) he went to an old Amazon tribe deep in the wilds, removed from modern day tech and all, and they had a disease that was going to wipe the entire tribe out. Soul absorbed it into himself, a few non angel characters in the story thought he had died, it was really sad all things considered, but he came back eventually

Following: uh... Good question, 107 apparently

Average amount of sleep: around 7-8,

Lucky number: 8, for the Major Arcana Justice in most (some have Justice and Strength switched in their numbering,) Tarot decks

What I'm wearing: pajama pants that are gray with small tiny black stripes horizontally across them, and my Boop shirt from the RT store, (not sponsored)

Dream job: video game designer (which I'm in college for right now!!!)/writer

Favorite food: strawberries,

Play any instruments?: Tried to play flute in highschool band, wasn't good at it at all. Like, it was a mutual "I'm dropping out of band" from me and "I'm kicking you out of band" from the band teacher,

Eye color: Hazel, they change from Green to brown and on rare occasions there are hints of blue. One time, pointed out by my eldest sister, my eyes were a mix of all three. Brown at the center (around the pupil) with alot of green around that, and a slim layer of blue around the edges,

Hair color: dirty blond, though it was dyed light blue for awhile, it's most returned to it's former state

Languages you can speak: English, and I know a few Latin phrases but like, I'm far from fluid in that language, hell, I'm more fluid in my gender than I am that language

Most iconic song: uh, rolling girl by Hatsune Miku?

Random fact: the hair in a cat ear is known as ear furnishing, and a cat ear is controlled by 32 muscles,

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: uhh... Um, huh, so, dusty room, old desk with a candle giving the only source of light in the room, there's an open book with some writing in it, and a feather quill and a pool of ink to write with.

Tagging: @a-daks @achemient @candypixel @pukicho @the-new-recruit @startrek232

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nyappyforeverbr · 7 years ago

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[AN CAFE Interview by Club Zy MAG Vol.039 PART 3] Translate: Shiro, Staff from Nyappy Forever BR Thanks for http://www.club-zy.com/ On October 4th will be released the new single of AN CAFE “Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster”. This month the band is currently in halloween, with presentations scheduled for Nagoya, Tokyo and Osaka, the “AN CAFE LIVE CAFE TOUR'17 ‘Antic Halloween Party ~ Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster ~’”. And the clothes rule for these lives is: “Please, come with something related to red.” Please note that in the last presentation of Tokyo, the members will appear wearing the new costumes for this halloween. So, aren’t you anxious like the boys of AN CAFE, for this month’s Halloween events? Photos by Takehiro Suganuma / Interview by Tomonori Nagasawa. - Do you usually uses too much of your imagination (Yuuki)? Yuuki: Me? Well ... nothing special. Oh! But if it is for games. For example ... rare game cards ... Miku: Is not a Middle School student thing? Yuuki: Well it's the "Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster", I participated in the composition of music, I had fun singing. So people who are listening, would not it be like I was asking them to have fun too? - Takuya what was your reaction about "Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster"? Takuya: "Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster" would be a fast way to a beat dance, to put the EDM we needed a simple music beat. But prolonging the beat time could be a good idea? Well, it would be like do a pop beat, but I grabbed the idea right away. The rap part, the simple lyrics of the song ... the melody of "Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster" was prolonged as a pop and had its own charm. - By the way, Takuya, do you think of things that are not very appropriate? Takuya: No, lately I have not thought of that sort of thing. That would be more to the imagination of a student. For me there is no limit to what people can imagine. - Kanon, even now you seem to be a person it’s using your imagination. Kanon: It seems so (lol). When I was on the train, my sister was in a bad mood, at that moment I was thinking, "She's really making an expressionless face" "If she smiles at me, what kind of smile should I return?" Miku: Huh? Is this really use the imagination? - Miku, this is for you, the character that appears in "Ikenai mousou x Abunai monster" is connected to what you feel inside and so made you write the lyrics? Miku: No, these things are not inside me. - Have you ever prank anyone in the middle of the night? Miku: I've never done that. In case, if you make a call to a worried little boy in the middle of the night than just a prank, what kind of voice would you make ?? I would have to have some interest in that. - Interest like nudity?? Miku: Not that kind. But using just underwear, especially in the summer. This summer I didn't wear pants I just used a steteco * ¹ to sleep at home. It's because it's cooler. * ¹ steteco, something like shorts with a light fabric that make you feel fresh. Kanon: I also belong to this “naked family”. - Now, about the coupling of "Tentekomai" that Kanon was in charge to compose. Kanon: First it was already a song made, so the band's own sound had to be the main thing, so I put the sound of the synthesizer plus other high quality handsets and in the end it was something like "nostalgic and innovative". I also think that the lyrics of Miku's song got very well into the rhythmic beat. The lyrics of the song would not be a problem for the "Showa Era". Miku: The Showa Era thinks exactly like that about the Heisei Era, however the Showa Era is already over. - Do you care about your age? Miku: By the time I was 30 years old and when I passed of this age, there was a side of me that cared about that, as time went on I didn't get worried anymore. - Looking to all these songs, currently the songs of the 40's and 50's are active and receiving support from people of different generations. Miku: Looking at this scene I feel more relieved. Kanon: Besides, we are the majority, but if over time people don't do this kind of thing, I would not even care too. Miku: Ohh! In fact the people of closer generations are the biggest part. - The girl who created the song "Tentekomai" even with the passing of years is living with her dreams and hopes, listening to this song there are many women who are opposing. Miku: "Tentekomai" (original) would it be how women remember the crisis? I can't say. I imagined and wrote about the generation of these women and their feelings. - For people who are chasing their dreams, these songs delivery heartfelt happiness. Miku: Yes, in this song I write the conflict of those feelings of girls who's living honestly following their own hearts. - In that same generation the people who live exactly as in the song "Tentekomai" are the great majority. Miku: It seems like yes, a lot of girls older than me want to listen to "Tentekomai" and when they go to karaoke in the late afternoon want to sing things like "live with their own dreams and hopes". Kanon: This song has become the encouragement of these girls and also, if we present this in live and if they sing along with us, I think we would marvelously become one... - A lot of girls are fascinated by things that please them, are not they? Miku: I feel that kind of thing. Formerly in the Showa era, "girls were forced to marry" but marriage is no longer an obligation, many women are working. In the lyrics of "Tentekomai" women are like heroines and I’m also living as described in the music to better understand these feelings, next to them I want to strive. "Tentekomai" is this type of music. Yuuki: I also sympathized with the lyrics. Most of all, it's a composition that reminds me of feelings. Probably other people singing it in ten decades from now would say, "I don't understand the meaning of this song." Because these are the true feelings of the person who wrote this lyric, passed down to us deeply. Certainly, people who feel this sensation are many. That's what made me sympathize!! -Takuya, please, we also want to listen you impression of “Tentekomai”. Takuya: "Tentekomai" is a song that has a very fast pace and it seems that in live will be very challenging. The style of song is like "For us to strive extraordinarily let's play it live." - Teruki too, please. Teruki: I am the oldest of the members of AN CAFE, even now I do not have to worry about my age. But of the songs released "Tentekomai" has the most "annoying" lyrics this worries me a little (lol). I feel this song touches people's hearts. - Another coupling is "Balloon Girl" the unrequited love of the purest girl. Miku: Hmm, did you feel pure? - I thought it was some sense of pure love. Miku: When we're in love, the feeling... (Continues on next part)

#アンティック-珈琲店-#an cafe #antic cafe #an cafe interview #an cafe translate #an cafe english #miku #takuya #kanon #yuuki #teruki #an cafe ikenai mousou x abunai monster #halloween #visual kei #jrock #oshare kei #nyappy #cafekko

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beneathmyboughs · 7 years ago

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30 Facts: Yuji Matsumoto Edition!

Since this is a new kid coming in like, halfway through, here have some facts!

1. Yuji Matsumoto does in fact identify as male, and at this point can no longer use the nonbinary bathrooms. Tough luck, boi.

2. When he talks, his hands gesture much more dramatically than is merited, and his facial expression and tone of voice may not always match up especially when he’s trying to be chipper. This comes from ages of manipulating Piney’s expressions by hand and voice, without his real face coming into play. He gets embarrassed when it’s pointed out, and tucks his hands away.

3. If Yuji tucks his hands on or near his face, he’s feeling vulnerable and more specifically threatened. A good tell for if you want to see if he’s going to start closing up clamlike.

4. Some quick fast food facts:

Fav Meal: Udon

Fav drink: Green Tea (I’d say matcha but n a h, he likes the cheap stuff)

Fav snack: Soy sauce flavored rice crackers

Fav desert: Custard Pudding

Fav festival food: Kakigori (sweet) and Yakisoba (savory)

5. Thrifty doesn’t even BEGIN to describe this guy. Everything is reused and reused and reused, and DIY is common enough with him. Expect him to let out a noise of terror at any wasted items.

6. Yuji considers fast food like Mcdonalds (which is honestly a tad more expensive in Japan) to be ‘friday night treat’ material. If you took him to even a nice-ish alehouse he might die on the spot.

7. In universe, Yuji’s hair is a normal shade of hair as opposed to dyed--it would translate over best as ‘black with a greenish tint’.

8. Short list of weird things Yuji cannot stand: Firecrackers, Elvis, Falco from Star Fox, tattoos and sauce packets (this also goes for bagged food. “It’s so SLIMY”).

9. Short list of weird things Yuji actually likes: hard candy (he’ll hoard them, and take anyone’s ‘green flavors’ if they don’t want them. Oh gee, wonder why he’d want G R E E N dryad squad), coffee caked on the inside of mugs, hair (on the head that is--he thinks it’s beautiful, and completely natural so near anyone can have it), cockroaches (slugs too, general crawlies--they don’t bug him, ehehe).

10. Yuji will occasionally reach for something or type on his phone, then do something weird as hell with his hands like try to use the sides or scrunch his fingers for no good reason and overshoot his objective. An inside look at how he held things with gloves it seems. Similarly, sometimes he walks weird and overshoots his footing--those big shoes are likely to blame.

11. If you ever walk in on Yuji alone, you better expect there’s SOMETHING set up to make noise or otherwise alert in his nearby area. Wooden lids suspended in the crack of the door, temporarily ductaping a door shut, ect...by this point it’s not even worth keeping a secret, this man temporarily booby traps any area he’s in by himself. Remains of the cleanup or the direct results of a trap have probably been experienced by most of the kids here.

12. He is...still not wearing pants, much of the time. The boxers mainly. As of this past trial though, sometimes he can be seen wearing jeans when he’s out in rougher areas like the woods or something. Still no shoes though. He double layers those socks though...? This is sad.

13. He’ll freeze up if you try to ask him for a personal preference. Like, candy or cookies better? Favorite color? Ect. He goes deer in the headlights.

On that note, Yuji’'s spent a lot of time soaking things up from the mascot environment he worked in--even during that time he was going from hotel to hotel and accepting whatever bits and pieces he found. This means he couldn’t tell you what kind of music he likes, but he could sing you the entirety of the latest Hatsune Miku concert from heart. Not that he WOULD but...

14. If people trash their food before they finish their plate, people who stick around might catch him fish it out of the trash and either finish it off or cook it into something new. Yuji, swear to God.

15. Yuji considers his experiences as Piney the experiences and actions of a separate person and dislikes the idea that specifically he reflects on Piney; rather than consider him a character he played he considers Piney ‘their own separate and genuine tree.’ He still has every memory he made as Piney of course--which makes it weird when he can relay his experiences dining at Michelin star restaurants but gets intimidated by an Applebees.

16. Oh boy. Yuji and...electronics. He’s not....a hermit? As in, he knows most of this stuff he’s not genuinely pastoral...but this man does not know how to work a snapchat. In fact he’s never so much as fiddled with any apps but the notebook and photo app. Overwatch is literally the only viddygame he knows how to play, and he does so nigh religiously now that the Overwatch Club introduced it to him.

17. Hypothetically, once Yuji got over his confused feelings for Starbucks, the green tea lattes and their iced equals would be a revelation. And while he’d eat anything he got, he wouldn’t be particularly fond of any of the foods on offer sans the Madeline cakes and Hawaiian Bagel.

18. Sometimes he just starts crying. Like, not loudly, and not show stopping, but sometimes he just starts getting his sniffle on. More often than not, this is a good sign though; happy group activities are the worst offender for this.

19. Yuji’s favorite hang outs, should you need to find him anywhere specific, are the Adventure Park (he even has some Gabu Gabu merch now!), the Ramen Shop (fixed it up and restocked so it’s ready for business) and the Home Ec room (Overwatch and, as of Chapter 8, weird...fanfiction. Do not look for his on computer account.). Please don’t note that to him though--he’ll spook and try to change up his patterns.

20. Yuji is actually not a bad singer! If you can drag him into a karaoke situation, catch him pullin out his voice claim!

21. Apparently now that he’s out of suit, he’s more willing to share a few trade secrets. For example, according to him he was the only one of the mascots who was manned by only one ‘friend’, and most of the others had interchangeable buddies specialized in whatever the mascot needed to do for the variety show episode. This was everything from cooking to acrobatics to even ex soldiers for extreme stuntman activity. Apparently out of pity or respect, some of these guys gave the tree some variety lessons to help make life a little easier for him.

22. Yuji’s real birthday is actually on May 4th. This is the same day as Japanese Arbor day, as well as the same birthday as the famous fictional detective, Shinichi Kudo.

23. As Ryouji respawned with his own non-blood splattered necklace, Yuji has the original blood splattered one still. Now he’s no longer in suit though he wears it around his neck and tucked under his shirt collar rather than on his far less protected wrist.

24. Yuji’s terrible about gaining crushes on people quickly and holding onto them for a long time. His list (with varying intensity) for this crew has been:

- Ryouji (big time)

- Charmayne (big time)

- Ebull

- Hanako

- Tomoka (for .5 seconds at a time)

- Madoka (on first impressions alone)

- Kazuko (if not full blown at LEAST on the rise)

There is also the moderate threat of Tadashi joining this list, and an honorable mention for Ailani who was never crushed on but WAS friend-crushed on (wanting to be her friend) and Ryan who is not crushed on but HAS caused some stupid sexy flanders moments for the guy (some unbidden dokis).

Yuji makes a point of crushing, even loving, very unobtrusively though--it’s perfectly possible to remain friends with him even if he’s crushing on you and never have it Become Business. So no worries or obligations there!

25. For the ‘super Japanese foods’, Yuji’s very on board for eating eel, squid, seaweed, mentaiko, ikura, and even natto and as far as sanshouo (rarely, he feels a little bad about it but it does remind him of Spirited Away). However, he won’t touch Horse meat, ume and takoyaki (the last one not for the flavor, but for a moral respect for the octopus. He’ll have hotdog substitute though!)

26. Yuji has a soft spot for french bakeries. For a lot of his time living by his seams in Ikebukuro, steals from the French style bakeries dumpsters were by far the best meals. He feels like he personally owes them a lot, even if Udon will forever be his true love.

27. If you’re new to Japan and want to try all the holes in the wall without running into anything illicit, Yuji’s pretty handy to bring along for the ride. He can sniff out the difference between a “snack bar” and a yakuza run “Snaku Bar” by sign font alone and fear alone. More than anything though he knows Ikebukuro specifically, especially close to the train station, like the back of his hand.

28. This guy has an odd little kind of ‘eclectic spiritualism’ that mixes standard casual Buddist and Shinto stuff with some personal rituals, magical thinking and fascination with fantastical energies like Japanese Youkai and Western Tarot. More than anything though, this is a very casual system that focuses on a strict and hands on calculated version of Karma. Give and take, pay your literal dues, receive fortune and punishment as you earn it.

This has contributed to ‘totem collecting’ from what he can find to represent the dead students, feeling that holding them safe will in turn grant safety to them in the afterlife--or now, outside of the sim. As Piney he was never allowed to admit to endorsing nor holding a religion, so now while he won’t go parading it around it isn’t so much a secret anymore.

29. Yuji’s verbal tone is a sliding scale. The more nervous he gets the more youthful he sounds, at his worst off channeling Scooby Doo’s Shaggy with full voice crack and warble. You can tell he’s at his most stable when he stops fidgeting, plants his feet and starts calling people ‘kid.’ At that point he’s got a near gruff tone that sounds a tad Adachi-esque. His middleground is like, a disgruntled and fashion blind version of Vincent from Catherine, about.

30. HIS favorite mascot? Either Purin the Dog from Saniro or Funashi. Purin is a good design he’s personally weak towards, but Funashi is an inspiration. He’d say “With that expressive waist hoop and the thin cloth making it easy to move around, that must be one hell of a fun set up to play with.”

#ooc #save #long \\#religion \\

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peacefulrevivalteen · 4 years ago

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Round 3 Bonus: Confrontation

Part 1 [Here] @taiyuu-high-oct also @luna-moon9696 for mentions of Lyrimon and sisters WC: 4900

It’s often passed around that one of the most effective hunting strategies our human ancestors had, was not the spears, clubs, fires that while helpful couldn’t bring down a mammoth alone. No what the most effective strategy those cavemen could employ was tenacity, to chase those animals until they exhausted themselves, that’s when they would strike.

Just like those cavemen of old, the principal of U.A, Aizawa Shouta, the hero known as Eraserhead has tracked their own exhausted prey to the edge of campus.

Aizawa strolls ever closer towards the figure bent over and leaning on an old tree. The panting of his prey grows ever louder the closer the he gets.

He just about reaches the exhausted figure greedily gulping down air, reaching an arm out toward its shoulder, a cracking noise gives away his presence, the figure whipping around to confront them in response.

The teal haired applicant that he recalls saved a student’s life from a collapsing zero pointer, stares the man down questioningly, her breathing much calmer and deeper than when she departed.

The girl known as Ozen Fujinuma stands before Aizawa, this version of her, starkly contrasts the one from his entrance exam.

“What do you want” the girl gruffly asks, arm rubbing across her mouth in an attempt to rid herself of any spittle.

Aizawa only raises an eyebrow at the display “You left class quite abruptly back there, I’m just here to check in on you” he nonchalantly shrugs.

“I’m. Fine” the girl asserts, as if she didn’t just finish running cross campus hyperventilating.

“Yeah cut the bullshit kid, I know that’s not true, you know that’s not true, anyone with a working set of eyes knows that not true.” Aizawa retorts. “Mind telling me what happened back there? No bullshiting either.”

Taken back by the abrupt demeanor of her, could have been principal, she turns away nervous.

“I happened to have been set up against that Spellman girl, who I found out earlier in the year I’m allergic to.”

“What did I say about bullshit, kid?” Aizawa huffs out in response.

“It’s true! Whenever I am around her, my quirk starts to act up!” Ozen explains.

Aizawa raises a brow at the explanation. “You were doing fine till the end, explain that.”

“Well, I found if I channeled my negative feelings onto her, my quirk would work as normal, it stopped at the end because well…” Ozen rubs the back of her head as she tries to conjure the words.

“Her scream reminded me of when I saw her melt, back when we were evacuating. The worry washed away all those negative feelings and the allergy started messing with my quirk again.” She explains.

Aizawa’s hand combs through his hair in thought. “You know that’s not actually an allergy right?” the hero sighs out.

“You’re feelings for this Spellman girl are interfering with your quirk” he states without a beat.

“I d-d-don’t have any feelings for Spellman!” the tall girl denies, the --allergens must have stuck to my outfit if they are reaching this far out— Ozen concludes delusionally.

“Again with the bullshit, how about with others, do they all interact with your quirk the same?” Aizawa questions.

“Well, no.” Ozen states, attempting to recall other situations. “Popi can move and braid my hair, my sister was able to kick me off the couch that one time, and last big one was back when my quirk first appeared, my mom couldn’t pick me up anymore which to a kid, really hurts—“

Aizawa nods along, the thought of never being able to pick up Eri again, attaches a string if sympathy to the student’s story.

“But after I cried and begged her to pick me up again, my mom was able to.” The teen girl finishes, unabashed.

“Apart from whatever that couch situation was—“

“Miku was hosting a live show!”

“Don’t interrupt kid, anyways it seems like all those situations all have a strong emotional response in common, you’re telling me your family never realized the connection?” The hero asks, crossing his arms.

“Well, to be fair, none of us knew my quirk was an emitter till the last couple months of middle school.” Ozen answers, scratching her cheek nervously.

“So you’re just behind in training your quirk?”

“You.. could say that…” The teenager responds, avoiding the adult’s eyes in shame.

“Well what does that mean?” Aizawa continues to dig.

The teenager lets out a huff of frustration at the barrage of questions proceeding to meet the hero’s gaze with her trademark scowl.

“It, means, I haven’t worked on it at all!” Ozen nearly shouts.

“So you’re holding yourself ba—“

“NO IM NOT HOLDING MY SELF BACK!” The teenager seethes. “I don’t need that part of my quirk! I don’t need it to hold up buildings, or punch through walls, to jump off of buildings, or any other hero stuff!”

If the hero is perturbed by the girls shouting, he doesn’t show it as he narrows his gaze and leans in, starting the –dissection--

“Look, I saw your entrance exam, I know exactly what you are capable of. You didn’t let people get needlessly hurt just for points, you saved that kid from the zero pointer and you even chastised the person afterwards who didn’t check his surroundings before destroying the robot. You’re capable Ozen, but you’re complacent.”

“E-excuse me?!” The teenager exclaims with a recoil. “You don’t know me at all!” she responds through gritted teeth.

“Maybe I don’t, not entirely. What I do know however, is that you made the right choice when you rejected U.A’s offer.” The principal responds, hands returning to his pockets.

The comment catches Ozen off guard. “Why’s that?” Ozen probes.

“Rejecting an offer looks a lot better than expulsion, see, if that’s the attitude you have with your quirk, you wouldn’t last one. day. here. Our motto is after all, plus ultra.” Aizawa states.

Ozen just stands there shocked, watching the principal head back to the gym.

“I’ll let Laccadaisy know you are alright, don’t leave campus and you’re free to roam around.” The hero informs without turning around.

Ozen just stands rooted in her spot for a good ten minutes as her head continues to go over principal’s parting remarks. Eventually Ozen pushes it to the back of her mind, and start back across the field.

A reflection of light bounces off something in the grass, the brief glimmer is enough to catch Ozen’s attention. A quick search has the girl inspecting a lightly cracked cellphone, Vai’s cellphone to be exact if the recent message asking how “bondage-san” was doing, is any inclination.

“Must have been what snapped earlier” she says to herself, pocketing the phone, hoping to return it. ----------

Having returned to the temporary dorms way before anyone else, Ozen leaves the phone on the central table, a note attached indicating the owner.

True purpose of her return was for a change of clothes, half an hour later Ozen emerges from the dorm in a spare U.A uniform, fighting the skirt that was shorter than she was used to.

“Well, at least these uniforms have leggings…” the girl grumbles to herself. Not wanting to see her classmates after the debacle in gym gamma, Ozen makes her way across campus.

Far away from gym gamma Ozen finds herself in front gym beta, the intense sounds of fighting emanate from within, drawing the tall girl’s attention.

Ozen opens the door and walks in wide eyed at the chaos occurring in front of her. After a couple of steps, a large bony hand finds itself planted on the girl’s shoulder.

“Miss, you appear to be lost, this is 3a heroics” the voice attached to the arm informs.

Ozen turns towards the voice, her eyes widening as she looks up at the not totally emaciated form of the former number one hero All Might. Her brain having a nerd melt down only second to meeting the real Hatsune Miku.

“Miss? Are you okay” the former number one hero inquires.

“A-A-A-All Might!” the gawking girl squeaks out

It’s been a while since I got this kind of reaction, All Might chuckles, a first year maybe? If so.. I can’t let her ditch class just for me

“Miss shouldn’t you be returning to class, it’s unbecoming of a rising hero ditch.” The former hero lectures.

Ditching class? What? Ozen thinks in response to the accusation. Looking down at her outfit she yelps and fumbles for her skirt’s pockets. Finally finding her missing accessory Ozen quickly pins the Taiyuu logo on her tie.

Another chuckle from the former hero recapture’s her attention. “Oh I see, you’re from that school we are sheltering.” Ozen only nods, albeit quite furiously.

Motioning for her to follow, All Might leads them to a pair of chairs situated by the door. “You’re welcome to stay and watch, these 3a students tend to be quite proficient on their own.” The hero sits down and offers Ozen the other spot, one she quickly accepts.

The two lithe giants watch the chaos constantly unfolding in front of them, All Might only speaking up on rare occasions.

“It’s a little chaotic, but it’s organized chaos” the former hero hums, providing an answer to her unvoiced question.

“Say, I don’t think I caught your name, miss.” The gentle giant asks with a smile.

“F-Fujinuma, O-Ozen!” She nearly shouts out before continuing, “But please call me Ozen, n-not in the I like you Japenese way, I’m not saying you are unlikeable I bet you’re quite likeable I mean I got off track, please call me by my first name Ozen, I prefer the Americanized naming convention.” She blurts out.

The man’s chuckle is contagious as he takes in the flustered Taiyuu student. “Well, nice to meet you Ozen” he responds smiling

Having said the name however, the former hero begins to rub his chin in thought. “Fujinuma Ozen.. Why does that name sound familiar?” he postulates.

Scratching her head with an inclination of why, she attempts to answer the man. “Well, I rejected my U.A offer, if that sounds familiar.”

Ozen watches the cogs turn in All Might’s head, processing the new information.

“That’s right!” All Might snaps his fingers in realization. “I remember I had to make two discs for you! It’s not often we have students placing first, rejecting their enrollment offer. Good job in there by the way, I meant it when I said there’s always be a spot open here.”

Hearing all of this brings her mind back to earlier, the principal’s words echoing in her head. Ozen brings her knees in and begins to hug her legs, thankful for the leggings. The girl rests her head on her knee’s as she watches the former hero, and current Idol, talk.

All Might catches sight of the morose shift in body position out from the corner of their eye. Realizing what he just said might have hit a nerve, especially with recent events, the former hero begins to backpedal.

“Not saying Taiyuu is bad at all! They have great teachers, evident with how they got you all out safely! We had villains invade us too you know!” He forcefully chuckles before coughing into his hand.

“Eraserhead told me it was good I rejected the offer.. that I wouldn’t have lasted a day here.” The girl says all of a sudden.

Having known his fellow teacher for years now at this point, knowing he wouldn’t have said that if he didn’t have a reason, All Might wonders if he may be of some help to the girl.

“Oh, and why is that?” All Might asks.

“Say’s I’m complacent” she mumbles in response.

“Complacent?” All Might repeats, confused.

“Yeah, about half a year ago my family and I, thanks to the expertise of a quirk specialist found out my quirk was actually an emitter, and that I could begin building my muscle again if I got it under control, or used the brace that turned off my quirk. I’m “Complacent” because I haven’t trained my quirk, or used the brace for any significant amount of time. He talked about how I should be going plus ultra but he’s not the one that has to deal with the overstimulation that turning off my quirk provides. I’m only half assing if I don’t put myself through that hell everyday. Yeah okay I get it, my quirk being compromised because of teenage ‘crushes’ is a liability, it’s not like every villain is going to be fucking Lyrimon!” Ozen rants to her idol, only stopping to breathe once finished.

“That does sound like Aizawa” All Might responds after taking in the dizzying amount of information.

“I understand why you wouldn’t want to put the brace on, but why can’t you train your quirk?” All Might follows up, sparing a glance around in case anyone died, nope, good.

“I only learned I could a couple months ago, I have no idea where to start, I’m basically four years old again in respects to that side of my quirk. My mom’s quirk is only kinda similar, so no luck there. The doctor did say I could use the brace to train it but that just leads back to the horrors of over stimulation hellscape.” Ozen responds in frustration.

“Hmm” All Might verbally ponders. “Tell me about your quirk, how the doctor described it in particular.” He follows up.

“I can transfer forces between different things as long as I am in contact with the force, what caused the confusion this whole time was the fact that, I’m always in contact with the gravitational force of the earth, so ever since I was little I’ve just been transferring all the forces acting on me to the earth which has become so ingrained within me that I don’t know how to turn it off” Ozen recounts.

With a hand on his chin All Might starts to sort through the information in his head, prompting relative silence between the two. The silence between them doesn’t last long as former hero abruptly stands up.

“I got it!” He announces triumphantly

“You do?!” Ozen responds “Wait, got what?”

“I might have someone that could help you with your quirk” All Might answers.

“Hoseki! Mind coming over here for a moment?” All Might calls out across the chaotic gym, the fights begin to part like the red sea as student with blue skin, maroon hair and a unique set of ears reminiscent of butterfly wings emerges from the chaos.

“Hey! What can I do for you All Might!” the faerie like girl greets cheerfully.

Directing the third year towards Ozen has All Might begin to introduce the two.

“Hoseki, this is Fujinuma Ozen, she’s a first year hero student from Taiyuu, and she’s having trouble with a certain aspect of her quirk. Her quirk in some regards is similar to yours, both deal with forces.” All Might introduces.

“Ozen, this is Hoseki Fei, a third year hero student and one of U.A’s top three!” The former hero introduces with a little added fan fair of his own.

“Aww shucks All Might, I can toot my own horn fine enough” she chuckles, free hand scratching the back of her head.

“Nice to meetcha Fujinuma-San!” the boisterous thirds year says going in for an introductory handshake.

“Ah, please I prefer my first name, my mom’s American side kind of rubbed off on me.” Ozen replies, accepting the handshake

“Oh neat! My mom’s American too, I’m fine with Fei as well if you are, Ozen-San.”

“That’s fine with me Fei-San, say what was your quirk?” Ozen asks.

“Oh yeah! My quirk is called kinetic impact, I can store any force applied to my body and later redirect outwards!” the third year demonstrates with a “pew!” from a finger gun, rustling Ozen’s hair.

“Amazing” Ozen nods “it is quite similar” she continues, hands patting down the disturbed hair.

“We could meet up for some, one on one sessions while you guys are still here! It won’t be as good as my grandma’s training sessions though” the third year shivers, rubbing at phantom bruises. “Which is probably a good thing” she continues.

All Might can’t help but smile as he watches the duo work out timing. Aizawa might have been right about the complacency but he forgot to mention how they would have broken through that. Was this his intention all along? To push the girl out of her comfort zone? Guess you don’t stop being a teacher when you’re the principal he muses. ----------

The week following the attack on Taiyuu brought stress not just to the students and faculty but to their families as well. A certain mother of two with her sits on the side of the road, anyone looking in could see the concern etched on their face. There parked on the side of the road she just let time tick forward, a lit cigarette to calm her nerves before the meeting. It’s not about her, she has to be strong for the daughter who is strong for everyone else. Resting her head on the steering wheel the smoke wafts idly by, there in the distance was where her daughter and her class was taking asylum. U.A’s main building, a marker off in the distance, to think her daughter would end up here anyways. “All roads lead to Rome..” the women mumbles to an empty car. Sparing the clock a glance the women sighs, mentally she gives herself a minute before getting ready. Last of the cigarette inhaled and discarded away from view, she tidies her hair in the mirror. Satisfied, the car starts with little fanfare, windows now fully down, vents the smoke as the women easily integrates with the morning traffic.

The Fujinuma family moved to reside in the city connected to Taiyuu High, the proximity allowed their daughter to make weekly trips back home, their family big on dinners with everyone. A part of her old life Ozen's mom couldn't imagine getting rid of. At this point it was their ritual, the Fujinuma’s, not the family she separated from.

This week however, the family ritual was disrupted with the appearance of villains on the island, an island run by heroes no less. Thankfully her daughter is safe, the school having evacuated to the sanctuary of U.A. While yes U.A was attacked by villains before as well, really the worried mother just wants to be mad at someone.

U.A… While it was always her daughter’s choice in hero schools, Ozen's mom wonders if she should have been more vocal about supporting U.A. and while it showed up that middle school of leeches, was it worth it? Her daughter always felt like she had control over her emotions, her lack of emotions to be clear, that her thoughts and actions were more logical than they were emotional. Her parents knew better.

Parked down the street the women walks comfortably down the sidewalk, keys twirling on her finger the entrance to the prestigious school not far now. The area, thankfully, is mostly devoid of people and students, the weekend morning provides little reason to be at the school, providing a perfect opportunity for a breakfast daughter date. The mom was glad she didn’t have to head in on weekends, while yes, some nights might be filled grading papers, it provided opportunities like family dinner times, and of course this.

As she nears closer and closer to the entrance she begins to hear her daughter, a friend maybe? Doesn’t sound like the delightful young lady she brought over that one weekend, despite the… colorful character, she calls a best friend, at least she has someone. A wicked smile crosses the older women’s face, maybe it’s that Lyrimon girl she told Kasumi about and while she wants to tease, she thinks back on meeting her own wife, and the slow burn that was; maybe useless lesbian runs in the family she ponders.

Rounding the corner, thankful her visit was approved, she spots her daughter talking to a girl in a track suit with blue skin. That dutiful daughter of hers waves, and her mother waves back, they decide to meet in the middle.

“Hey oh daughter of mine, is this the infamous Lyrimon I’ve heard so much about” she greets, “..from Kasumi.” She adds with a cough.

“Hey! Leave our sis-yowch!” a pew of pressurized air silences the ne'er do wells situated at the two girl’s feet

“N-no” her daughter blushes out, “This is Fei, she’s a third year here, and has been helping me with my quirk” she introduces. “Fei, this is my mom.”

“Nice to meetcha ma’am!” the girl grins out, shaking the mother’s hand animatedly.

Ozen’s working on her quirk? the older women queries in her head as the two shake, sparing a glance at the two girls sitting on the ground looking worse for wear.

Following the adult’s gaze the third year decides to answer the unasked question.

“Shaving cream bandits, pay them no heed ma’am.” The blue girl informs, as if that didn’t create more questions.

Ozen’s mom doesn’t have a chance to respond as the girl is called out by a voice behind her.

“Fei! I got your new gloves!” comes the voice, the girl running past the Ozen’s mom to the entrance.

Why does that voice sound so familiar.. the women asks herself, the reason why painfully clear to her when she finally sees who it is.

Oh fuck it’s Victoria the realization yells in her mind at the recognition of her sister. She’s so much older wincing at the thought I’ve been gone that long?

Taking the package from the women, the third year decides to introduce them in a fashion similar to the Will Smiths of olde.

“This, is my mom!” she introduces as the lady’s hair flows around like it would be in the wind.

“Dear, do you have to use your quirk for my entrance every time?” the women sighs, as if used to it.

Ignoring the grumbles of how “it wouldn’t be as cool” her sister greets the two with a handshake, oblivious to the relation.

“Wait, do I know you?” the inquisitive gaze of her sister has Ozen’s mom choking on air scrambling for an excuse.

“N-n-no I don’t think we have!” she coughs, looking for an exit.

“O-oh! Look at the time, Ozen we better hurry if we don’t want to be late for breakfast!” the women grabs onto her daughter’s hand, dragging the surprised girl along. “It was nice meeting you!!” she adds before rounding the corner, hand waving violently.

“Huh, that was weird” Victoria lets out in response to the abrupt exit. “Anyways, don’t forget to call and thank grandma for the gloves, you always forget.”

“Yes I’ll call grandma” the third year groans picking the two students up by the collar. “After I get these two trouble makers to the office!”

“We’re sorry senpaii! We were just protecting our sister’s honor!” One shouts.

“Shaving cream assault is a funny way of doing it, now get going.” Fei responds, herding the two back inside. ----------

“I want to start training my quirk” are the first words breaking the mother daughter silence. In a booth sat across from each other, in a quaint café that sat on a corner the two ate in silence till now. Mother with a colorful breakfast crepe, and daughter with a.. grey protein shake.

The mother setting down her utensils finds her daughter aloof, chin in hand staring out the window slurping on tasteless goop. Her daughter was never much of a talker, but ever since they left school her motherly instincts have been going off, is this it?

“Oh? Was training with Fei” Her niece, Ozen’s cousin “helpful?” the mother inquires.

“A little, our quirks are similar enough but..”

“But?” her mother adds, trying to get her daughter to continue.

“I’m behind…” the daughter sighs, taking her head in both hands.

“I’m so behind! And Fei’s a third year, at a different school. She can’t help me forever.” Hands dig into her scalp.

“W-well, we could try the brace again honey” her mother adds, reaching over a sympathetic hand.

“I. hate. That. Brace…” The daughter responds, “Almost as much as I hate myself.” The fingers tighten.

Her mother gasps, this is the first time she’s ever seen this from her stoic daughter. “What?? Honey, what are you saying? When did this start?”

The mother manages to get her daughter to release her scalp, hands laid out on the table as her mother hold them both; the teal hair cascading down to block Ozen’s face.

“The first time..” her daughter whispers

“Say that again?” her mother responds leaning in.

“The first time I put on that thing!” Ozen almost shouts, face puffy with tears as she looks up at her mom.

“It made me realize how, how horrible I am, how horrible I treated others.. treated my sister.” She says with tears.

“I-I don’t want to hurt anybody, I just want to everyone, but I keep doing it, I keep hurting people, even when I put on that damn brace to remind me of the pain I cause others.” The words are rushed, as if to make it before the breakdown.

The older women gasps at the information. She’s.. Self-harming with the brace?

This will not do, her mother concludes, getting up from the booth, much to the surprise of the daughter, face alive with abandonment worry, a worry quickly dashed when her mother scooches in next to her.

“Come here honey, it’s okay I got you.” The mother comforts as she brings her in for a hug. Her daughter is quite tall, but right now as her mother rubs soothing circles on the girl’s back, she looks so small.

“Shh shh, it’s okay I have you.” Her mother coos.

“I-I’ll never catch up, I’ll be like this forever” the girl sobs, recalling her stunted muscle growth.

“We’ll find a way honey, don’t worry, we’ll find something.” Her mother says in an attempt to calm.

“No we won’t” her daughter denies with a dejected sob.

She would give anything/DO anything if it would help her daughter her—that’s not true she cuts off. Her mind first goes to Victoria, before it goes to the others and she sighs which catches her daughter’s attention.

“I think.. I know some people that can help.” She smiles to her daughter, petting her hair. ----------

Ozen’s mom drops her off at the front this time, her daughter looking much like her usual self waves goodbye as the two give simultaneous “I love you”’s.

Driving off she checks the time, watching the red analog numbers flip to eleven. The further you go in the math world, the more you forget at the bottom, so after an embarrassing amount of time, and eventual phone calculator the mother finds herself in an empty parking lot. The women steels herself, chants of “do it for your family” are repeated as she psyches herself up to just press the damn button.

“Here, we, go.” She says pushing the call button.

Ring… Ring… This number has been disconnect--Click

“Ah fuck, it has been a while” she sighs dejectedly. Not one to give up, it’s time to bring out her secret weapon, Google Fu ----------

The sunset is framed spectacularly by the arches of the golden gates but the Hero known simply as “Shield” finds the view second to the one behind him. For when he turns away from the view the lofty penthouse atop his agency provides, his heart if filled with immeasurable warmth.

The hustle and bustle of dining room is chaotic but it’s something their family has done for decades now, the generations of family coming together for a weekly meal; and what a large family it was, his wife and the sword at his side made sure that.

The meal is ready and the large family lively chats as they wait for everyone to find a seat. Here he is just known as Fredrick, Freddybear to the youngins.. and his wife, who is as lively as the day they met as he watches her recount their patrol to one of their grown children. His seat next to hers is the only one unoccupied but he is interrupted by a ring of the phone.

“It’s from Japan” he reads aloud, wondering who could be calling at this hour.

“It’s probably Fei, dear. Looks like they finally remembered” His wife chuckles in the distance.

“Tell her to call back after dinner” the women adds over the loud table, before returning to her previous conversation.

Knowing it is family, the mountain of a man answers the call accordingly.

“Papa Shield here!” his self-proclaimed title earns chuckles from the packed table.

The older man just waits as the line is silent, slowly becoming uncomfortable.

“Hello? Anyone—“

“P-papa?” a familiar voice replies. While familiar, it’s a voice he hasn’t heard in so long, it has him sucking in a breath.

“L-Little Bear?” he responds in a whisper, as if speaking it any louder would spook the caller on the other line.

It’s at that title that the normally rambunctious table goes silent.

“It’s.. Diana… I think we should talk.”

#Ozen fujinuma #taiyuu oct #taiyuu high #lyrimon spellman #mine #oc

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