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thedaveandkimmershow · 2 years

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The other day I wrote about where I was gonna place the second cat figurine in Susan's memory.

Of course the devil's in the details.

Here's what happened:

Yesterday was our thirtieth wedding anniversary which we celebrated in high Disney fashion. Actually started at 7AM when Linzy joins the virtual queue for Guardians of the Galaxy Cosmic Rewind on her phone. Then around ten we're in Epcot for a bit of exploring the World Showcase. We go up the left side (Mexico, Scandinavia, Germany) whilst Linzy goes up the right side (England, France, Italy, Morocco, Japan) looping around to meet us.

Around noon we're off to that water park, Typhoon Lagoon, for our first venture into serious relaxation. Then back to Epcot to do the Cosmic Rewind ride that's an absolute revelation. Then we continue to Animal Kingdom for anniversary appetizers, wine, and cake at Nomad Lounge while Linzy rests up back in our condo rental. By the time we're finishing our cake, she joins us and we all take one last turn on Avatar Flight of Passage as the park closes.

So.

By the time we wind up in the Magic Kingdom, it's a bit passed 8:30. Full dark out. Main Street U.S.A. packed its entire length with families awaiting the fireworks extravaganza at 9.

And what we discover over the next half hour or so is that

1. It's like moving through a pool filled with molasses walking through a crowd like that, and

2. Disney has cordoned off the space completely around Cinderella's Castle in preparation for the show. As in, there's no getting near it.

Whoops.

Did not actually see that coming.

My plan then becomes to see what's possible at park closing. 10PM. Because surely then the park will allow visitors to flow through and around the castle.

Which, ultimately, yes. The castle opened.

Now, while it's not our intention to make sure the cat figurines are never found, I still don't want mine found right away. Meaning nothing in the front of the castle's a good plan.

I also have it in mind to tuck my cat into tall grass as Linzy's done with one of her cats.

Fortunately, I find a patch of tall grass pretty quickly, take a coupla photos of my last cat in front of the grass, and then tuck it in the soil between the grass and the castle wall. Hidden. Until the next round of landscaping. But hidden never-the-less.

It's a job as well done as I can make it.

It's only afterward, by the way, as I walk away from my handiwork, that I turn around to take in the entire scene, the context into which I placed this remembrance.

And right then it hits me.

You see, next to the grass is a wrought iron, ornate bench. Across from the bench is a bronze fountain. And between them, the wide open path through FantasyLand.

And in that moment, the image of Susan sitting on that bench appears in my mind's eye.

Susan.

Right there. On the right in front of the tall grass with her back to the staircase.

Susan.

Relaxing. Casually enjoying the fountain across from her. Indulging a bit of people watching because people watching here always pays off.

And ultimately...

Susan.

Waiting for us to return from the Seven Dwarves Mine Train ride on our way home.

On our way home.

All of us.

Leaving the Magic Kingdom together.

I don't know where that came from, that completely rendered scene. It was a bit of complete this picture, I think. A sort of mental fill in the blank.

Which, it turns out, my mind was pleased to do.

So.

Wherever it came from, whatever conjured it...

That scene is a gift.

One for which I'll be forever grateful.

☺️

#susan #friendship #remembrance #memorial #cat figurine #magic kingdom #cinderella's castle #disney world #dear friend #ceeating a memory #memorial quest

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allmimsyweretheborogroves · 5 years

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黄色い葉秋の初息風に浮き

A yellow-red leaf

—bringing autumn’s first cool breath—

floating on the wind

#rejecttyranny #late post tumblr ghost #yesterday was my anniversary of returning to Japan #I celebrated by renewing my visa #buying a car #and leveling up in calligraphy #we all know which was the most important #it was the calligraphy #haiku

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aeonmagnus · 3 years

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Happy 20th Anniversary Robots In Disguise!

This year, and today in particular, marks the 20-year anniversary of Transformers Robots in Disguise airing in the United States. This was the official English language dub of the Japanese show Transformers Car Robots, which aired in Japan the year before. This show and it’s accompanying toy line were a big shift in the Transformers brand and affected how things moved forward in the new millennium. It was also a big influence on me and this website in it’s early years, so both the brand and TFW2005 may not be what it is today without it.

We hope you will read on after the break to check out our celebration of Robots in Disguise on it’s 20th!

Intro

The following is not a comprehensive article on the show proper, but rather a trip down memory lane from my personal perspective. It was a period of change in my life, in the fandom, in the brand, and in the world – all happening at once. Robots in Disguise was smack dab in the middle of it all and I think that’s why it still resonates with me all these years later. For a deeper dive into the world of Robots In Disguise you can check RIDForever.info, a site I maintain just about RID and Car Robots. The 2021 updates are here, and the 2017 round of updates are here. I’d also suggest checking the TFWe issue all about RID over on the 2005 Boards. Now, onto today’s festivities…

The Show

RID, and yes I say RID as if it is the only RID. If you must reference that other RID show and it’s off-shoots, refer to it as RID 201x, thanks. 😊 RID aired during the Fox Kids programming block on a Saturday morning, with additional episodes set to air each weekday during the afternoon hours. Instead of stretching the show out over the course of 30+ weeks with only a new ep each weekend, they were going to blaze through it non-stop. By the end of the first week, we would have been 7 eps in. That however hit a big roadblock due to 9/11 just three days later. While some local markets did air the episodes, many larger city networks, and especially east coast markets, stuck with news coverage. Many of us did not catch the early episodes on TV the first go around. In addition, several of the episodes got pulled from TV due to depictions of buildings being destroyed and other similar visuals which understandably could upset children that just experienced 9/11. So right off the bat, the new millennium and new era of Transformers were dealing with a new reality.

The show, for those that don’t know – was a weird one-off in Transformers history. We had G1 and then the G2 remixes for a bit. Beast Wars came on the scene and ran all the way through 2000 with it’s successor – Beast Machines. During the Beast Wars era – Japan did a couple of their own Beast Wars shows, non-CGI extensions of what we saw in the US. Their market wasn’t quite ready for full CGI so they stuck with traditional anime. When Hasbro decided to continue Beast Wars into Beast Machines, Takara went a completely different way – a traditional animated show which brought back Autobots and “Decepticons”, mixing them in with the beasts. They focused the toys on a couple new and complex molds, then filled the rest of the line with repaints of previous toys. Old 2nd tier Beast Wars toys, G2 Laser Prime, and even some Generation 1 molds in the form of the Combaticons got new life as new characters in this show, capped with the biggest TF of them all at the time – a repainted G1 Fortress Maximus, now Brave Maximus. It was the prototype for what the Transformers brand did for years to come – repainting old toys into new characters. Universe, Classics, Botcon, and even some Generations runs used this method to give us some great toys in the 00s.

While there is a very complicated and long explanation for how every single Japanese show is one continuity, to someone casually starting with Car Robots it was a refresh, a new story, a new arrival on Earth. The Autobots vs the Predacons, and eventually the Combatrons/Decepticons. It was a hard cut from the last 5 years or so of CGI Beasts. Hand drawn traditional animation featuring vehicle Transformers. It wasn’t G1, but many of the folks who grew up with G1 were just getting out of college around this time. They were rediscovering their childhood love of Transformers through Beast Wars, flea market finds, raids on their parents’ attics and basements, and for the internet savvy – imports of Japanese reissues from Takara. It was a perfect storm of nostalgia; a return to Autobots and Decepticons was welcomed by kids and adults alike.

RID and TFW2005

In the years leading up to Car Robots, I was just getting into the internet, coding, design, some digital music, and all the possibility that came with it. Beast Wars, especially when it hit Season 2/3 and the inclusion of G1 lore, really got me focusing on Transformers again as a hobby. I eventually combined the two newfound hobbies into one and Transformer World 2005 was born. At no point did I ever think it would last 20+ years and take over my life in the way it did. I started the full version of TFW2005 around April 2000, with some starts and stops before that. That was right around when Car Robots started airing in Japan. Through the magic of 56k internet, I was able to connect with folks in Japan and get them to send me VHS tapes of Car Robots. Really nice, high-quality tapes too, I still have them hehe. To the younglings reading – try to picture this: no youtube, no video sharing. The concept of streaming anything did not exist yet. Napster and the eventual peer to peer stuff hadn’t fully kicked off. Plus, we were all viewing the internet on giant computers in our rooms at the speed of 1x on your phone. Less than 1 bar 3G mobile speeds today.

Yes, someone recorded episodes from TV to video tape over there, did that a couple weeks at a time, then physically mailed them across the world to me, who then got them on the internet. Can you imagine waiting weeks to watch an episode of TV the size of a twitter profile avatar? Crazy. Uploading a full episode to the internet was a big pain in the ass, not easily done. I decided to get a converter that allowed me to plug my VCR into the computer and encode the tape into digital format. From there, it was reduced using Microsoft’s WMV technology so that the episodes were about 5 MB each. 30 minute episodes at 5MB each. Dimensions – 176 x 144 pixels. 4k video today – 3840 x 2160 pixels. You can imagine that video looked like crap. But we didn’t care – we were blown away. Old school animation, vehicles, some cool Japanese anime vibes, it was what we as G1 fans kinda had in the back of our heads on what Transformers should be in a new era, and we were seeing it. Most of us had no clue what they were saying or what was going on. Also didn’t care. I still to this day think CR/RID is better like that.

So one of the first things TFW2005 did on the internet was provide these super small windows into Car Robots and what was going on in Japan. It helped get US fans hyped up for what Transformers could be. It got us wanting the toys, and importers bringing the Takara toy line over were moving serious product. It helped swing Hasbro, who was planning to return to Autobots and Decepticons again down the road, to move that schedule up. Instead of running Beast Machines until 2002 and then starting what we now know as the Unicron Trilogy, it was cut short. Robots in Disguise as a toy line and show came over in 2001, ran fast and hard for a year with non stop releases, got extended because it did so well, and then faded into the Universe line of repaints. The new millennium of Transformers was here and Robot In Disguise kicked it off with a bang.

Wrap Up

As we all continue with collecting Transformers now, regardless if you tagged into the fandom during G1, Beasties, the Unicron Trilogy, the Movies, or just yesterday – let’s take the time to give Car Robots and RID some props! It set the tone for what the new millennium of the brand would be. It gave us some toys ahead of their time. It solidified the repaint as an accepted thing in the hobby. And it gave us one crazy 39 episode run of TV that’s still a fun ride 20 years later.

For those that would like to learn more about RID and Car Robots – I still maintain a Robots in Disguise website that archives everything I have or came across. There is a lot there if you want to go on a tour of all the awesome Car Robots and Robots In Disguise era stuff. Check it out at RIDFOREVER.INFO! FIYAH!

Let us know what you think and remember from the good old days of RID on the 2005 Boards here!

Epilogue

If someone over there at Hasbro is reading – can someone please figure out who owns the rights to the show in the US market and then get it out on DVD in full, finally? Work all that funky licensing stuff out (if there is any) and get it done. The US has never had access to it via an official release. Maybe get it up on YouTube like G1? Something. Announcing plans for that before the end of 2021 would be a nice 20th anniversary tribute.

#Transformers #Transformers: Robots in Disguise #20th Anniversary #Robots in Disguise #Optimus Prime #Megatron #Car Robots #Transformers: Car Robots

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nite-shay · 4 years

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Surprise! (Kirishima Eijirou x Reader)

Funny little idea I had. Reader finds out she is prego and wants to surprise her hubby with the news :)

A/N: Nothing really. Charters are aged up. Female pronouns used.

Hope you enjoy it and sorry for typos, grammar and spelling errors! :)

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You were practically floating through your local market store's aisles, humming has you picked up items on your list.

Today was a beautiful day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and nothing could ruin your mood.

Not even the grumpy old lady blocking our path, complaining to a stock boy about ketchup prices could bring you down!

Any why might you ask?

Because today you got the best news in the world.

A few days ago, you went to your local clinic. You'd been feeling rather tired here lately and even a bit nauseous. You honestly thought nothing of it and just figured you had a stomach bug that'd been going around.

Image your surprise when the nurse on the other end of the phone informed you that you were not sick, just pregnant.

It took a few seconds for the information to process, but the moment it does. Oh boy! You screamed and cried in pure joy to the poor, probably now partially deaf nurse on the other end.

After many thank yous and a few apologies, you practically hung up on the women wanting to call your husband imminently.

You tried him on his cell and on his desk, but he must have been out on patrol. Meaning you wouldn't hear from him until much much later in the day

Damn.

That burst your bubble, but that just gave a chance to be... well, creative in your news delivery method. You'd spent the last few hours researching and watching videos in the theme of 'Surprising the father baby announcements.'

And boy, oh boy, did you get some ideas! Too many ideas! But you settled on one method in particular.

You smiled as you made your way over to the produce section.

Ah-ha! There's an item on your shopping list.

You reached out and grabbed two bags of baby carrots before tossing them into your cart.

It would be a night your husband would never forget!

Later that night...

Let me start off by saying this. You love your husband. Very very much.

Your husband, Kirishima Eijirou, is the most wonderful man on the planet. He is an amazing and loving husband. He is also an amazing hero. Ranked one of the best in Japan and one of the friendliest. The man is a literal saint who against all odds befriended Bakugou for goodness sake! You love him more than life itself.

Your husband is a lot of things but currently, you can only think of one way to describe your husband. In the words of the blonde explosive best friend, 'he has rocks for brains'.

Bless your husband's heart some days, he can be denser than his skin in his unbreakable form.

You expected him to overlook some of the food you made, BUT NOT EVERY FUCKING THING!

You made a spread of baby-related foods that could give a buffet restaurant a run for their money. You had it all, baby carrots, baby spinach, baby artichokes, baby corn, baby back ribs, fingerling potatoes, a cornish hen, deviled eggs, popcorn shrimp, you had it all! Hell, you even dropped a 'bun in the oven reference'. Twice!

But did he see the pattern?

Nope!

His only response was to stare/drool at the food and said, 'wow hun, if I'd known you be making this much food, I'd have invited Amajiki and Togata over'. Later on, he commented on how Fatgum would be jealous of the amazing food he's going to have for lunch tomorrow'.

While you appreciate the comments on your cooking. You could have strangled at that moment.

Dense. Very dense.

You chanted in your head while he pigged out, 'I love the father of my child, and I will not beat him over the head with chicken' over and over for most of dinner.

As the night continued, you realized after watching both 'Boss Baby' and 'Storks' that you would have to take drastic measures to get it through his thick skull.

Tomorrow, you'd bring out the big guns!

Maybe you should get Mina involved…

The next day…

"Hey, Red! Wow, what's with all the food?" Fatgum shouted as he watched the redhead placed another container on the table.

"(Y/N) went overboard last night and made a feast! We had a lot of leftovers, so I brought some of them in. Want some?"

"You bet I do! I love her cooking! You really lucked out!"

"Yeah, I did! I have no idea why she made so much food, but I'm ain't complaining!" He flagged over Amajiki, who just walked into the breakroom. "Hey, Amajiki! Join us!"

"T-thanks…." He shuffled over and eyed the spread of food on the table. "Um… Kirishima… was yesterday a special day or something for the two of you?"

"No, I don't th-WAIT" Kirishima had a moment of panic before checking his phone. "Nope. Our anniversary isn't for another few months, and her birthday was last month." He sighed in relief. "Man, Jiki, you can't do that to me. You bout gave me a heart attack." He took a bite of food. "Why'd ya ask anyways?"

"Well… it's just… this is a lot of food... And very...v-very… specific food that doesn't seem to go together, in a traditional sense…" The quiet man commented.

"What do ya mean?"

Fatgum took a second look at the food before his eyes went wide. "I-I think I see where you're going with this Sun.." He put down his bowl while his redhead appearance just looked cluelessly between the two. "So Red, what happened last night?"

"Nothing really. I came home, and she made this awesome food, we ate, watched a few movies and then went to bed." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Did she say anything about her day, or did she seem like she wanted to talk to you about something?"

"No. I mean, she said she had an awesome day but didn't really say what was so awesome about it. She looked great! Like… I don't know, she just… had this.. glow? Yeah, that's the word. She just seemed to be glowing! I mean, I'm not saying she wasn't attractive before! She's drop-dead gorgeous, but I don't know, here recently she's just been…. Wow…" Kirishima's features softened as he thought of his wife while Fat and Amajiki looked at each other. The older man's eyes lit up while the younger dark hair man gave a half-smile.

"H-has she been feeling ok?" Amajiki pressed.

"Yea-" He paused for a moment. "Well, she did say she wasn't feeling too good the other day and that she went to the doctor... She didn't say what they said, though.." He crossed his arms while he thought back. "Now that I think about it, she really didn't eat much last night, and I could have sworn I heard her throwing up this morning... But she just brushed it off when I asked about it…"

"Did she say what she thought was w-wrong?"

"No, she didn't. I even asked her if she wanted me to stay home with her today, but she said she'd be fine. She did promise me she'd take it easy." He almost jumped up. "You guys don't think she's getting sick, do you? I know there's been a stomach bug going around…"

"Oh, it sounds like she got bitten by a bug, alright!" Fat couldn't keep it in any longer as he gave the redhead a wide smile.

"Seriously? What do we do? Wouldn't the doctors have found out if she did? Do you think it was poisonous?!?!" Kirishima jumped up like he was ready to take off back home to tend to his 'sick' wife.

"Easy Red." Fat roared with laughter. "She'll be fine, but she's going to be feeling the effects of this for the next…. I'd say nine-ish months…."

"Huh?"

"Kirishima, I think you r-really need to go home and talk to your wife…" Amajiki interjected while Fat wiped the tears from his eyes, trying to control his laughter. Which he was failing at btw.

"Come on, guys! I'm freaking out here! Is (Y/N) ok?" The hero pleased with them trying to get a straight answer.

"Eijirou?" Every head in the room twisted in your direction as you stood in the doorway.

"(Y/N)! You're here! Are you ok? You haven't seen any weird spiders or anything around, right?" Kirishima rushed over to you as you made your way into the breakroom. You'd heard Fatgum laughing from down the hall and figured your husband was too far away.

"Spiders? Wait, what?"

"Fatgum thinks you might have been bitten by a bug! How are you feeling? Do you need a doctor?"

"Honey. Sweetie. I'm fine, I've already talked to the doctor." You chuckled as you tried to soothe your frazzled husband.

"You have? That's great! What did they say?"

"Well…" You trailed off. This wasn't going as planned. Your plan was to visit him in his office and surprise him with the little gift bag in your hand; from there, you hopped, he'd get the picture. The top item was a cute little 'I'm a riot' Red Riot baby onesie you in the merch store down the street. The next was a mini-set of red baby crocs. If he didn't get it at that point across, your last resort was the medical report from the doctor's office, showing that you were, in fact, pregnant. You made sure to highlight it, just to be safe.

"I'm afraid you're just going to have to be blunt about it (Y/N). He's really not getting it. Congratulations btw the way!" Fatgum was chuckling slightly still as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"S-sorry if we mess anything up…" Amajiki mumbled apologetically.

"Thanks! And don't worry about Amajiki, it's fine! This works out better anyway!" You smiled over at the two before turning your attention back to the love of your life.

"Congratulations? Wait, what don't I get? Babe, please tell me what's going on". The worry in his eyes nearly broke your heart.

"Honey" You grabbed his face with both hands and made him look you right in the eyes. "I'm pregnant."

His body stilled, and his eyes were wide. He just stood there staring at you for the longest time; you swear you could almost see the little hamster in his head go flying off its wheel and pinball around his skull.

"Eiji? Did you hear me?" No response. He didn't even seem to be breathing. "I think I might have broken him." You glanced over to the older man in yellow before returning to those crimson orbs.

You were honestly starting to get worried at this point. Was he just shocked? Was he happy... or... did he not want it? Finally, though, he seems to come back to his senses.

Blink. Blink Blink. Deep breath in. Blink. Blink. Deep breath out.

"Y-Your…..preg...p-pregnant….."

"Yes. I'm pregnant." You choked a little up as it finally seemed to sink into that thick lovable skull of his. However, his expression didn't waver, and you still couldn't tell whether he was happy or not.

"I'm… going to be a dad?" You could feel him start to tremble beneath your hands.

On no.. he doesn't...

Your eyes started to water, but you try to keep your smile in place. "Y-yes. You are..".

"I'm going to be a… dad?" It was taking everything you had not to break down then and there

But then.. it happened.

You watched as his face lit up with the biggest grin you had ever seen. His eyes glistened with tears until they streamed down his cheeks. "I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!!!!" Your pretty everyone on the whole floor heard his declaration, and before you knew it, you were being dragged into a tight hug and swung around the room.

For the next hour, the two of you laughed, cried, and went around the ENTIRE building so your husband could tell everyone the news. Afterward, you showed him your little gifts, and that caused another trip around the building so he could show off the baby items and, much to your embarrassment, the test results.

Fatgum quickly realized that nothing else on the planet would get the red headed hero to focus on work right now, so he let him have the day off to celebrate.

After a round of visiting and phone calls to friends and family, the two of you were finally home. The moment the two of you were in your home, he pulled you to your bedroom for the most intense cuddle section you had ever had.

"I'm... going to be a dad…" He whispered while gently rubbing your belly where.

"Yes. Yes, you are." You couldn't help but grin and give him a slow sweet kiss, which he gladly returned.

"God, I love you so much…"

"I love you too. "

"Promise me one thing…" Suddenly his gaze narrowed as he looked you in the eyes with a serious expression.

"Anything…" You shifted, a little nervous in his abrupt mood change.

"If... If.." He swallowed hard.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Now you were worried.

"If I'm ever that stupidly dense again, please, PLEASE, knock some sense into me!" You burst into a fit of laughter while he just pokes his lip out in a pout. "I'm serious! Get someone, anyone to knock me into next week! Tetsu, Bakugou, Hell call Midoriya! After everything I missed, I deserve a Detroit smash upside the head!"

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cali-holland · 4 years

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Wrong Twin- Harry Holland One Shot

Pairing: Harry Holland X Reader

Prompt: You and Harry have your first big fight and you call him the one thing he never wanted to be called- your ex’s name, his brother’s name, Sam.

Word Count: 3000

Masterlist Harry Holland Masterlist

Warnings: swearing, maybe a mention of anxiety?

A/N: This may have been loosely based on another part of last man standing but i’ll never tell ahaha; also i was too lazy to find a pic/gif

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June 23rd was considerably your least favorite day of the year. It used to be your favorite day of the year. Well, it was for a year.

You know how you can grow up with someone and be their best friend, and then they ask you out and you say yes because you thought you liked them romantically and they thought they liked you that way too, but then after a year together, you both realize you don’t actually like each other in that way, so you decide to mutually breakup?

Yeah, that was your relationship with Sam. Sam Holland. Your ex-boyfriend.

And that was why you found yourself wide awake at four in the morning, unable to sleep on June 23rd. If you two were still together, it would have been your three year anniversary as weird as that is to say now, especially considering it was a completely mutual breakup and you were both now fully committed to other people.

You finished your four am tea and shuffled back to the bedroom, desperately wanting sleep to overcome you.

“Where’d you go, darling?” You heard a muffled voice ask from under the sea of blankets on the bed as you closed the door quietly behind you. You let out a small sigh, climbing back into the bed.

“Can’t sleep.” You replied, softly. Your boyfriend wrapped an arm around your waist, cuddling into you and bringing you into his warm embrace.

“Wanna talk about it?” He murmured. His eyes were still closed and his hair was falling over his shut eyelids, making you think he was still half asleep or even completely asleep. You ran a gentle hand through his curls, placing a little kiss to his forehead.

“It’s fine. Go back to sleep, Harry.”

Harry. Harry Holland. Your present day boyfriend.

You grew up with the Hollands, and you were best friends with Sam and Harry since you were young. When Sam asked you out, you were a bit concerned that it’d mess up the trio, but it somehow didn’t. And then, when you broke up, you realized that maybe you had been with the wrong twin- can you even say that without sounding like a heartless bitch? They’re not just brothers; they’re twins. There were no problems in your relationship with Sam, so what could stop you from saying yes to Harry when he asked you out over a year later?

The three of you rarely ever brought up your relationship with Sam, even if it did last for a solid year. It was just awkward to think that you’d been with both twins. The three of you were still close friends; you’d even sometimes go on double dates with Sam’s girlfriend. Sam was your friend way before he was your ex-boyfriend.

You weren’t sure if Harry knew about June 23rd. You’d been with Harry for 11 months- the genius had asked you out on July 23rd (you didn’t know what the twins had with the number 23). You kind of had a thing about avoiding both twins, especially Sam, on June 23rd, just to avoid the awkward “hey this would’ve been our anniversary” thought. This year was no different; you fully intended on not seeing them, but Harry had asked you to stay over last night, so you really didn’t know what excuse you could use to get away from him today. You loved Harry, you really did- in fact, you loved him more than you loved Sam while you were dating (well, that was established as a more platonic, but forced romantic love). On June 23rd, though, there was no stopping your mind from running wild with memories of your old relationship. While it was simply just reminiscing on a year of your life, it made you feel so wrong to do that to Harry, but you couldn’t help it.

You didn’t sleep at all between when you went back to bed and when Harry woke up. You were so lost in thought, laying on your back and staring at the ceiling, you didn’t realize Harry was awake. Harry pressed a kiss to your shoulder, making you jump a little at the sudden intimacy.

“Good morning.” He smiled, trailing kisses up from your shoulder to your lips.

“Mhm, good morning.” Your hand went to play with the hair at the nape of his neck as you pulled him in to kiss you again.

“Did you not sleep last night?” Harry asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concern. He could tell based on briefly remembering waking up to you returning to bed and based on how he woke up to you not cuddling him that something was up.

“I’m fine.” You reassured him. You went to kiss him again, but he pulled back with a frown.

“What’s wrong? You don’t typically try this hard to distract me in the morning.”

“You never make it this hard for me to distract you.” You countered, “Are you going to complain about my distraction?”

“I’m going to complain about you not telling me what’s wrong.” Harry was truly worried, you knew that. You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him what today was though.

“I’m just stressed over work. It’s not that big of a deal, I’m completely fine.” You told him, hoping he’d believe your lie, “Now, you gonna kiss me or not, Harry?”

He smiled softly, leaning in to kiss you some more.

Once you and Harry had finally managed your way out of bed and got ready for your day, Harry began to make your breakfast in the kitchen.

“So, what are the plans for today?” He asked, knowing you didn’t have work at all.

“Girls day with Molly.” You replied, and he looked at you confused.

“Molly’s in town?” He knew your friend traveled a lot for work (not unlike him). Harry set down a plate of pancakes in front of you at the nook in the kitchen, sitting beside you as you split the stack and shared the plate because less dishes.

“Yeah, she got in yesterday.” You lied. You needed the day away from Harry, and you needed to get out of his. Avoiding Sam for a day didn’t quite work when Harry lived with him- and Tom, Harrison, and Tuwaine.

“Oh, well, tell her I said hi then. Where was she this time?”

“Tokyo, I think? I’m sure I’ll know today.” You joked nervously.

“Can I come over tonight then?” Harry asked through a mouthful of pancakes. You were surprised by your boyfriend’s seemingly endless list of questions, but he was a major cuddler and, if he could sleep with you beside him, he would, so whenever he was home, he always wanted to spend the night with you.

“Molly’s probably coming over for drinks, but I’ll let you know, okay?” You placed a hand on his thigh, squeezing it reassuringly. You hated lying to Harry, especially over something as stupid as a day.

“She’s just stealing you all day. God, I hate when she’s in town.” He teased, letting out an overdramatic sigh before tugging your chair closer to you, draping an arm around your shoulders. Harry pressed a kiss to your temple before you both continued to eat your breakfasts.

“I should get going. I still need to shower and stuff before I go out with Molly.” You said, standing from your seat when you had finished the food and clearing the empty plate from the table.

“Are you sure everything’s alright?” Harry asked, still concerned over your wellbeing.

“I’m fine, I promise.” You told him before giving him a goodbye kiss. He deepened the kiss before you could pull away, one hand on the back of your neck and one hand maneuvering its way down to rub your ass a little. You moaned into the kiss, enjoying its tender passion. Harry loved to kiss you goodbye, always making sure to show you just how much he loves you.

“Fucking hell, in the kitchen, really?” A voice made you jump back from Harry, but, considering his grip on your ass and your neck, you only really disconnected your lips from his.

“Way to ruin a moment, Sam.” Harry glared at his twin.

“This is a communal zone!” Sam insisted.

“I need to go.” You gave Harry another quick kiss before stepping out of his embrace. You offered Sam a small smile as you left, leaving the two twins alone in confusion. It wasn’t usual for you to just not say anything to Sam.

You spent the rest of your day alone, trying to think of ways to actually talk to Harry about this subject. He had never said anything about you and Sam, but you assumed it was a sensitive topic for him, you assumed he probably didn’t like to think of his girlfriend being intimate with another guy, let alone his twin brother. You knew you needed to tell Harry though; you needed to tell him that June 23rd meant you could not see his brother and relive any awkwardness. You saw a future with Harry, which meant you’d spend a lot more June 23rd’s together.

As for Harry, he spent the rest of his day trying to think of what could possibly be wrong with you. If something was upsetting you or if something was just on your mind, you’d tell him; that’s what you always did, so now why is it different? He thought maybe he did something to upset you, but he couldn’t think of anything- he didn’t even hog all the blankets last night (yes, he was concerned you were upset over the bedding).

When Tom invited him to the pub for some drinks with him and Harrison since Sam was out on a date, he couldn’t say no, thinking maybe a beer or two will enlighten him on how he messed up. He tried to clear his mind of his concerns over you; you were out with your friend, he had no reason to be worried. Or so he thought.

“What’re you looking at?” Tom asked, noticing his younger brother’s face fall as he stared at his phone. He looked over Harry’s shoulder to see Harry was on Instagram, viewing a story.

“Who is that?” Harrison questioned.

“Molly.” Harry replied, replaying the story to see your friend, smiling brightly in Tokyo. She wasn’t back; you had lied to him. “Y/N lied to me.”

“Oh shit.” was all Tom could get out as Harrison still tried to connect the dots between this Molly girl and you.

“She said she was with her friend, but her friend’s in Japan.” He exited out of the app and locked his phone, shoving into his pocket. He drank the rest of his beer down quickly, too upset to think straight. “I mean I knew something was wrong with Y/N today, but I didn’t think it’d be wrong enough for her to avoid me.”

“Maybe she isn’t?” Tom suggested.

“My girlfriend lies about hanging out with her friend all day. She’s avoiding me or she’s cheating me or both.” He sighed, trying not to go immediately to the worst case scenario.

“Maybe you should go see her?” Harrison offered. None of them knew what to do; it was extremely abnormal for you to not only avoid Harry but also to lie to him- even back before you started dating. He knew everything about you, just like you knew everything about him.

“Yeah, yeah, I should go talk to her.” Harry nodded, getting his thoughts together. He called for an Uber and left the other two at the pub. His mind was racing with plausible explanations, but he kept drawing a blank. He couldn’t think of any reason why you’d lie to him and avoid him; he started to worry maybe he did hog the blankets too much?

When Harry arrived at your small apartment, he stood anxiously on the doorstep. Three nervous knocks later and he was waiting for you to answer, praying that you were alone. He let out a sigh of relief when you opened the door.

“Harry,” You breathed out, surprised to see him at your door. You could tell by the slight red hue on his cheeks that he’d had at least a beer. He made his way into your apartment, his eyes searching the entryway almost suspiciously as you closed the door behind him.

“I know you weren’t with Molly today.” Harry said, his eyes finally landing on you, hurt glistening in them.

“Wh- what?” You tried to play it off.

“Don’t bullshit me. Are you cheating on me?” He asked, his voice raising accusingly. You stepped back in your own confused hurt.

“Why would you think that?” You questioned, but you already knew the answer.

“You lied to me today, and I know you’ve been avoiding me.”

“I just- I needed today.” You said, trying to calm him down. Harry wouldn’t have it though.

“What’s going on with you today?” He pressed, “And you never answered me. Are you cheating on me?”

“No.” You answered, sternly.

“Then what’s the matter with you? Why did you lie?” Harry couldn’t help his shouting, and you couldn’t help the words that came out of your mouth next.

“God, just shut the fuck up, Sam.”

The second you said the wrong name, everything froze. You felt a thick tension come over the air, and Harry grew quiet.

“Sam?” He questioned, his voice was just above a whisper.

“Harry, that’s not-“ You started, but it was too late. Harry left without another word, slamming your front door behind him. You let out a sob, falling to the floor as you cried weakly. You’d done the unthinkable- you called your current boyfriend not only your ex-boyfriend’s, but also his twin brother’s name.

When Harry stormed off, all he wanted was to be left alone in his room, but the universe had other plans. He marched up to his door and let out a grumble of swears at the locked door. He was too furious and upset to get a good grip on his keys, making him even more infuriated.

“Are you trying to break down the door?” Sam questioned jokingly, opening it from the inside. “Why are you home early?”

“Don’t want to talk about it.” Harry muttered, immediately going to his room. Sam stood there dumbfounded by his brother’s mood. He made his way towards Harry’s room, but paused as he heard your familiar ringtone sounding from the other side of his brother’s door. Harry let out a string of curses, declining your call. Cautiously, Sam opened the door.

“Is everything alright?” He asked, genuinely concerned about his twin’s wellbeing.

“Y/N and I got into a fight.” Harry said with a sigh as Sam leaned against the door frame. Though the twins didn’t really disclose a ton of details about their relationship with you to each other specifically, Sam was worried and so of course he’d listen to his brother’s relationship problems, even if the girl was you, his own ex.

“About?”

“She just-“ He sighed again, “She blew me off today, and she lied to me. It’s like she doesn’t want to be around me today.”

“Did something happen?” Sam inquired, trying to find some sort of answers.

“I don’t know. It’s just like she woke up today and decided I wasn’t enough. And- and when we were fighting, she called me Sam.” Harry trailed off. He felt a knife twist in his gut at the memory. The lightbulb went off in Sam’s head as he connected the dots of your sudden aloofness.

“Harry,” Sam paused as he tried to come up with the best way to tell his brother, “Today is- well was, my anniversary with Y/N. It might not be that she’s avoiding you, but she’s avoiding me.”

“Today? Why wouldn’t she tell me that?” He asked, his voice calm for the first time since he saw you just earlier.

“I don’t know. I didn’t tell you.” He offered. “It’s probably hard for her to talk about. I mean, it’s awkward for me to talk about sometimes.”

“I- I guess.” Harry pondered, “I just didn’t think that your anniversary from, what, three years ago would be that big of a deal for her?”

“Just talk to her about it, okay? It’s weird enough for us to know we’ve both been with the same girl; it’s gotta be weird for her too.” Sam stated and Harry grimaced.

“I appreciate the help, but I don’t need to picture you having sex with my girlfriend.” He gagged.

“Hey, she was my girlfriend first.” He teased, exiting the room. Harry took out his phone to see you’d texted him a few times after he ignored your call, and Sam called out to his twin again, “Call her back, you div!”

Harry didn’t even look through your worried texts as he called you back. He was shocked when it went to voicemail; for you to call him and text him numerous times, you not picking up his call was odd. The surprise wore off as he heard rushed knocking on the front door. A small grin formed on his face and he raced down the stairs, opening the front door immediately.

Before you could even react to Harry’s sudden presence, he had wrapped you up tightly in his arms.

“I’m so sorry.” Harry said, quietly. He pulled back from the hug and rested his hands on your waist.

“Why are you sorry? I should be apologizing. I- I called you Sam, and I never-“ Tears streamed down your cheeks as you shook, unsteadily. Harry cut off your rambling with a kiss.

“I know what today is, and I understand why you didn’t tell me, but you know you can tell me anything, even if it has to do with Sam.” He reassured you. “I’m sorry for accusing you of cheating and just for everything. I was being an inconsiderate dick. It was uncalled for, and I never should’ve yelled at you.”

“I should’ve just told you.”

“It’s alright.” He smiled softly at you, before jokingly adding, “Next year, we’re going to spend June 23rd somewhere so far away from Sam that you won’t even connect the day to him anymore.”

“Sounds like a deal.” You laughed, and Harry pulled you in for another kiss, happy to have you back to your normal self again.

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uwuwriting · 4 years

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Moments in the life of Y/N L/N

Okay this is LONG. I kid you not it took me like a week to write and I’m so proud of it. It’s a Shirakumo x Reader fic but Shirakumo makes a cameo like three times??? Yall seemed to like the hc with his daughter so here is a some insight in her life and the reader’s. Love yaa. 💖💖💖

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warning: blood, description of injuries, angst, mentions of death and unplanned pregnancy, some fluff here and there.

Age 17

They were dancing in his living room. They were having a sleepover just like they did when they were kids and their parents would let them live in each other’s houses for days. Music was being blasted from the speakers of her phone as he was twirling her around his room. Giggles filled the space between them as the exchanged warm smiles and lovestruck looks. The song came to an end but they didn’t part from each other. Laying her head on his chest, she could feel his heartbeat strong and steady against her ear.

“I could dance with you all day.” she whispered so lowly he barely caught her words.

“Save your energy for our wedding day baby girl.” he smiled down at her, leaving a peck on the crown of her head. “I can’t wait to call you Mrs. Shirakumo.”

“Yeah I bet by how much you talk about it you dumb cloud. Let’s finish high school first though.” she rested her chin on his chest, their gazes meeting as she matched his soft smile with one of her own. “I don’t want to be that weird married couple that is still in high school.”

“Well we are 17 baby.” he pushed her lightly off his chest, bringing his hand to rest on her cheek. “We can start a family by the time we are 20. I will have opened the agency with Shouta and Hizashi by then.”

She laughed softly at his words, the future they had in front of them seemed so bright so perfect. Too perfect to be true. As they swayed lightly from side to side neither of them knew what awaited them. How the future they had dreamt together would soon be shattered to millions of pieces.

Age 20

She was sleeping soundly in her crib. It had been such a challenge to get her to bed that night. The strong winds hitting the house and the howls as they passed by scared the poor three year old to the point that even her mother's embrace couldn’t calm her down. Sky always loved looking at the sky, not only because she would joke that she was looking at herself but also because she got so mesmerized by the clouds. They never scared her, not even when they became dark and angry lightning spewing from deep within them. Storms never scared her. But wind terrified her. The howling and the sheer strength they hold sends shivers down the poor girl’s spine.

“You really are a handful you know…” Y/N was still in her baby’s room, staring at the ball of light blue hair as she slept soundly. She loved her daughter with her whole being. Sky was her world. She had managed to feel the void that he left behind. She was the reason why Y/N was able to pull herself out of her grief. She was the reason why Y/N found purpose in her life again. His death was the point of no return for her. Accompanied by the sudden revelation of her pregnancy, the emotions had become too much. Too intense for her to handle. She had considered dropping it. Ending the life they had created short. She was scared and alone, grieving for the lost of her love and everything seemed like a black hole, sucking her in. But she kept the baby and she couldn’t imagine her life without her little girl. It had been almost three years since he left this world and despite it all, it hurt just the same.

Age 23

“Mama, who is that next to you?” Y/N had been typing mindlessly on her laptop for the past hour now. A magazine had asked her to write some exclusive descriptions for some of her photos that they were using. She had come to realize that being a professional photographer was a really hard job. But she was managing. ‘This is a talent Y/N! Look how cool I seem in this one. We are definitely hiring you as our personal photographer when we open the agency!’ Small hands placed a photo on her lap. Sky had been flipping through old photo albums while her mother worked. She seemed to be really interested in her mother’s old albums.

Now Y/N had come face to face with a memory she had buried deep in her mind. One she wished to never let go of but simultaneously never wanted to relive. Oboro had taken her to a water park for their anniversary. It had been a school day and they had agreed to just skip class and enjoy their day together. She had bought him a Polaroid camera so he could take photos with his friends. She hadn’t met them, their schedules never matching. He had insisted that the very first memory he would make was with her and once the photo had been printed he had given it to her.

“That’s…” Sky saw the color from her mother’s face drain and she promised to herself that very day that she would never bring this up again. If it hurt her mom it wasn’t worth it. “That’s your daddy.”

Age 26

Her little girl was about to turn 10. In a few days they would be celebrating her birthday and Y/N couldn’t help but feel sad. She could remember the first time she held her as if it was yesterday. She was in a very bad place back then. Sky was the only ray of light in her life. Moving to another country after the death of the father of her child was a handful for the young mother. But now, after almost a decade in America, she could say with confidence that their lives were pretty good.

Sky had gotten into martial arts really early on and now could beat anyone up if she wanted, that’s what her two friends said at least. If you asked her however, she would raise her right arm which was broken. I get my butt kicked, no thank you. In truth her arm hadn’t been broken while she was practicing. She broke it on her way to practice but she still blamed the sport for her misfortune. A cat was stuck on a tree and she tried to free it, by climbing on the tree herself. Everything was fine until the branch she was sitting on broke and she came crashing down. Sure she could have used her quirk, make a small cloud and save herself but she prioritized the salvation of the cat. Her mother wasn’t happy when she found out. Now Sky had to learn to do everything with her left hand for the next two-three months.

“Hey baby, I’ve got something for you.” Y/N picked her head inside the room, her hands behind her back holding onto a small box.

“Mom my birthday is in two days, can’t you wait?” Sky laughed at her mother’s antics. Sitting down next to her, Y/N brought the box to her daughter’s lap waiting for her to open it. Opening it she was met with a pendant. It had a short chain and a small turquoise stone in the middle. Fiddling with it, Sky felt three engravings on the back.

“It has our initials on it.” Letting out a sigh she pet her daughter’s hair. “It was originally mine with only two engravings but now I’ve added yours as well.” Sky knew who must have given it originally to her mom. She was a smart girl after all, it didn’t take much for her to realize who she was referring to. Launching herself at her mom, she wrapped her arms around her neck burying her face in her hair. Silent tears fell from her eyes. It had been some time since not having him around got to her. She had grown to realize that he was gone and she could do nothing to bring him back. When she was younger, not having a father would usually bug her when she saw others with their dads but her mother helped her bury the feeling.

“A little gift from your daddy.”

Age 29

Middle school wasn’t that bad. Now in her first year, Sky was doing pretty well. She would rant to her mother about some of her classmates using their quirks and being obnoxious to those who had lesser ones or none at all. Y/N had agreed to her abandoning martial arts and now she is learning volleyball. They were happy. Deciding for a career had never been a topic they had dwelled upon. Y/N wasn’t worried, her little girl was still young and she had a few years before she would have to start considering her options.

“Someone from a hero school in Japan came to our class today.” They were eating dinner and talking about their day. Y/N’s first thought was UA. It was the most prestigious school specializing on the hero department back when she was still in Japan. Maybe it was still and they came here to debrief the kids on what the school could provide. Or maybe it was another school. “This lady came to talk to us about hero work and what not. She was dressed weird, said she was a hero who graduated from that school herself.” Y/N had always feared that her daughter would fall into the path of heroism. She wouldn’t- couldn’t hold her back. Her job as a mother was to support and protect. But how could she protect when her baby runs into danger without a second thought? How could she support when she has experienced first hand what the hero world can take from you? How could she be there for her baby if she was afraid that history would repeat itself, snatching the last light in her life away from her?

“I think I want to be a hero.”

Age 32

The call had been short. She hadn’t let them explain everything, just where her little girl was hospitalized. Her baby. Her life. She knew it would lead to this. To her baby being on the brink of death. She didn’t get the details. A large attack had taken place at a hospital and many heroes had been called in, students amongst them as well. Many of those said heroes had been gravely injured or had passed. The villain was said to be ruthless, unforgiving to both the heroes and the surrounding area. It was a tragedy. You have lived through one too many tragedies, she thought to herself as she rushed through the airport. She had gotten on the first flight to Japan and after an agonizingly long journey she was finally here. Hang in there baby please hang in there.

The taxi arrived at the hospital in an hour. It was packed, swarming with the relatives and friends of the heroes injured in the attack. Soon she spotted a group of kids with the familiar UA uniform. How long had it been since she last saw that uniform in real life? How long since she had been in a similar situation? Would it really end like his story did? Would she really lose the last remnant of him in this world? No! Sky’s story is different from Oboro’s. Sky is different from Oboro. Her baby would survive.

Pushing through the small crowd she spotted a doctor.

“Excuse me I’m looking for L/N Sky, she’s a student at UA.” The man looked at her and looked down at a clipboard, scanning through the names of the many patients.

“Room 573.” And with that he left her in the hallway with no update on Sky’s state, nothing. Looking at the numbers on the side of every room, she searched for it. This was too familiar. Too similar to that day. She didn’t like it.

568. He’s in critical state.

569. It seems he received severe head trauma from falling debris.

570. We don’t think he is going to wake up.

571. He has a few hours.

572. I’m sorry for your loss.

“Are you here for Cosmic Cloud?” A blond man asked behind her. Her breathing was becoming erratic at this point. “L/N Sky, are you here for her?” His voice was rough, barely over a whisper. “Hizashi Yamada, I’m one of her teachers.” She remembered that name, one of Shirakumo’s friends. She nodded not able to find her own voice to respond. Her panic rose at his clouded expression, his eyes losing the little spark they previously had. “I’ll find you her doctor, you can go in.” And with that he left too.

Pushing the door open she was met with the sight of her daughter, her body was full of bandages, tubes coming from her arms as multiple medicines dripped into her veins. Her heart monitor was steady, a strong beep every second. She had a bandage covering her right eye which was stained a faint red. The air caught in her throat at the sight. It was the same image she was met with 15 years ago. A soft knock came from the door behind her that wasn’t completely closed as she was still frozen on the spot.

“Mrs. L/N?” it’s the doctor and behind her stands Sky’s teacher. “Your daughter is sadly in really bad shape. I’m not going to sugarcoat it. Her right ankle was broken from some rubble while the visor broke while she was still wearing it, thankfully she didn’t lose her eye but it will certainly leave a scar. Her left hand was slashed from elbow to wrist by a sharp object. The worst damage is on her back.” Hizashi was supporting her now, hands on her shoulders holding her up as tears cascaded down her cheeks. How can there be worse damage after all of this? “During the attack she must have been hit by some sort of blade or sharp edge, it pierced her back in three places. We managed to stitch her up but as you can imagine the damage cannot be undone.She... She’s in a coma from the shock, I’m sorry. I’ll..I’ll be around the corner if you need me.”

A coma. Her little girl was in a coma. This was it. This was were she would lose her too.

“She was conscious when the medics found her.” Hizashi said. “She was stopping the bleeding of one of her classmates completely ignoring her own.” He paused looking at the hospital bed, his eyes catching a glimpse of the sky blue hair. “They are very alike y’know. A carbon copy both physically and in personality. While she was in my class it was like having Oboro next to me again.” She snapped her head up meeting his eyes that were brimmed with tears. He had figured it out ages ago it seems. Whispering a small apology she turned back to the bed, fresh tears wetting her blouse.

“I know you are going enough already but….” He sighed pinching his nose a frown making its way on his face. “But you need to know, YOU deserve to know.”

“Oboro is alive.”

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manjuhitorie · 3 years

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HITORI-ESCAPE 2020 : Hitorie’s Free Concert Live Stream - December 7th 2020

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In celebration of their newest single, curved edge, Hitorie streamed a full length concert! Setlist: Polaris Senseless Wonder Namid[A]me Garandou Mae Zero Banchi SLEEPWALK Loveless Gekijougai Talkie Dance Unknown Mother Goose Karanowaremono Ao curved edge In it they announced the release of a new album! Named... REAMP! Febuary 17th can’t come soon enough!!! It will even include songs written by not only Shinoda, but Yumao and ygarshy each as well! Concert report below:

Initial Impressions: ＊ SND’s shirt has Andy Warhol’s Marilyn Monroe printed on it. ＊ He has a stageprompter to assist with lyrics as well. He struggles to hit the high notes but he nails the high octane power chords. wowaka used to wing when his would sing, so he would slip on his lyrics, and make silly faces, every other song live. I see SND is playing it safe, now that he’s the one in charge of the crazy lyrics!!! Prelude leading into... Polaris ＊SND gets riled up and turned thhe「誰も知らぬ明日へ行け　誰も止められやしないよ」lyric into a rowdy 「止められやしねえよ」 . Equivalent to “No one can stop us” being turned into “No once can fucking stop us” or so. Shinoda “We’re Hitorie, enjoy the show.” (This ‘Hitorie desu, yoroshiku douzo’ was always wowaka’s stock concert phase.) Senseless Wonder ＊”Woo-hoo”’s or unintelligible noises made in the riff music breaks. ＊Yumao sings the backup vocals. ＊SND wiggles his foot on his Wah pedal to make the wonky sounds.

Intermissional MC

Shinoda “This marks the beginning of Hitori-Escape. We are called Hitorie. Everyone please stick with us.“Heavy breathing “Hold up. I jumping around too much right off the bat.. I jumped around too much... All I did was hip and hop around a little bit... Haah. I’m gonna drink some water, drink some water!” SND walks over to the amp where bottles lie atop then proceeds to take a big sip. Yumao also follows along with a drink. Yu and SND can be seen conversing, but only SND’s “You got that right.” can be heard. SND returns to the mic “Take a gander, everyone. Even Yumao-kun is already sweating as well. This sparkly sweat of ours.. We will try to deliver you guys our sweat at the highest quality we can offer, deliver it as much as possible.” While SND is talking Yumao makes signs, such as 2 fingers up, towards the staff. “Well then, let’s chug along. Enjoy the show everyone.” Namid[A]me ＊There’s bubble popping sound effects in the intro now! Yumao is in charge of this, see his MacBook + mixer (+ a handy setlist printout) setup on the table beside him. All with a music program open primed and ready... Right before the song you can even see Yumao click his computer as well!

＊ Yumao sings backup vocals, the whole chorus has his deep voice echoing. The small amount of notes are so concise and moody live... ＊ SND tops the outro off with a “Wasshoi!” Garandou Mae Zero Banchi ＊ Melodramatic piano bit added before the intro. I wonder where this was sampled from... It sounds like SND uses his stereo chorus pedal for his part as well. Shinoda “Thank you.”

Intermissional MC

Shinoda “Uhm.. At the end of our previous live stream I had said ‘Next time we meet will be at the concert hall.’. Sorry, that was a lie... We’re meeting at a live stream yet again. We’re Hitorie, enjoy the show.” Yumao taps his cymbals gently to create the classic concert mood starter sound. SND “That, that’s good! That’s the stuff! That’s the stuff. Without that stuff I feel the silence responding to me.” He motions at the empty auditorium. “That stuff’s nice, nice. I guess ‘cause, y’know. ‘Cause you two have already been y’know. Performing in front of people.” Yumao, hits his cymbal, cue a “Bwaa~n” sound. SND “You can fool me with that shit. No ‘Bwaa~n’ will work on me. You had 2 whole opportunities in a row, yesterday and the day before.” (Referring to Yumao’s appearance in Touyama Nao’s anniversary concerts.) Yumao hits his cymbal yet again, cue a “Shwaaan” noise. SND scoffs “What a kind and swe~et reaction.” SND “I’m the only one. The only one here who hasn’t stood up in front of people. My only upcoming chance will be at ‘Countdown Japan’, at the end of the year. Then in January I’ll be doing our limited fan club concert at Shibuya WWX. Back to back. What the hell is up with this year? What the hell, huh? Huh!!!” SND playfully pounces in Yumao’s direction. Yumao hits his cymbal again. “You’re saving my butt with that. Thanks, truly. Alright. From here on I’m to bring you a few songs without a guitar, only a mic in my hands.” Yumao “1, 2, 3, 4” SLEEPWALK ＊ SND gets on his knees and wiggles to walk on the floor during music breaks, is he imitating a sleepwalker.. ＊ Ygarshy presses a pedal right after every song ends, presumably his tuner, to mute and prevent static. He strums and slaps with his fingers, no pick, for every song. SND “2020 is slowly nearing its end, but, what’s everyone’s opinion on love?” Loveless ＊BONK

＊ Includes Shinoda flopping around on the floor, squatting like a yakuza, and an outro with SND and yg having a mini string instrument battle! They huddle together! Yumao pounds away! Gekijougai ＊ Additional nebulous intro. ＊ Yumao is really worked to the bone in this banger! Featuring yet another more intense battle between yg and SND. SND “Alrighty! Ah. Where are y’all now? Where are y’all right now? It doesn’t matter where you are, just dance along to Talkie Dance!” Talkie Dance ＊ During the riff breaks SND chants Soi! Yoisa! Soi! Hoisa!” Like wasshoi, these are traditional shouts primarily used by O-mikoshi carriers in JP festivals! SND really seems to enjoy using old-fashioned words in a stylish way. SND “Upon this ending year, this one is with love from wowaka!” Unknown Mother Goose “Sing along with me!” ＊ Per usual, Yumao and ygarshy both pitch in for the ‘Oh oh oh’ harmonies. “Sing, please!” ＊ The background vocals in the Unknown Mother Goose are also confirmed by the man himself to be “Give me love”. He had responded to someone with “Oh! You’re sharp!” when asked about it!

Intermissional MC

“Are y’all having fun? Me, I can’t stop sweating. Help me. I can’t stop sweaaating.” SND changes to a high tone voice, “Ah~ This is awesomeee. Methinks this is awesome but, but I gotta say, I’m the only one here who hasn’t had a chance to perform in front of people, no kap.” He returns to his normal tone. “I hold a grudge. I’m always the only one being fucking left outtt. I can't let go of my grudge.

At least look me in the eyes, guys. Ah, whatever. On New Year's Eve I’m gonna appear in Countdown Japan, I’m gonna! ...What does it feel like anyway, performing in front of people? What does it feel like, may I ask you fine young gentleman?” SND’s voice turns to demonic. “Oiiii. Don’t just fucking nod at me. Don’t make up some new common language. You’re over there using no words, bitch.” His voice returns to normal. “Well, whatever. Enough of that. It’s no use staying jealous forever.” Yumao taps his cymbals... “Don’t just fucking ‘clang clang’ either!” Yumao laughs. “You laughed, you laughed! You laugh: you lose, you!”, they all smile. “Uhm... On December 31st, New Year's Eve, we’ll be at Countdown Japan. Please come if you can, hope to see you there. Now then! Next year, I’m talking about next year, it will be the 7th year anniversary of our major debut. In celebration, and to kick off the new year, we have booked Roppongi’s EX Theater for two days, January 21st and 22nd,. This is all I can say for now. Details will be announced later. ...Now let me drink some water.” ygarshy is all done tuning and at attention. Yumao keeps making cymbal sounds to fill the empty space. “I... Today, here, is uhm, Yokohama’s Bay Hall. It’s the place where ‘Swallowtail’ was filmed. When we arrived this afternoon I saw the windows and practically screamed. It’s Yen Town Band! It’s where Glico sang ‘My Way’! I alone was freaking out. Noone was on board with me.. I’m all alone, yet again.... The camera zooms in on Yumao, “Don’t just smile! Don't just smile at me With that said. Our 7th anniversary hits next year! So, here is our very first song, which represents our beginning....” Karanowaremono Ao ＊ Many emotional spotlights.

Intermissional MC

SND “At long last, this time has come. Huh! Mister Yumao-san!” SND glares at him. “Perhaps I may revel in a sip of water as well. A sip of water!! ... By the way what time is it? Yumao, in reporter voice “It is currently eight thirty seven.” SND “I see, it’s eight thirty seven. That's crazy. So today, our new song released, as you folks may know. Our new song called curved edge was released. Did you give it a listen? If you haven’t then please do, but also, the music video for the song will be public today at 22 o’ clock, please enjoy it. That’s the immediate future. But let’s talk about the faaar future.... On February 17th will a new album be released. We made an album. curved edge is a song written by me, and naturally it will be included in the album as well but, that’s not all.” He wags his finger towards the others, “This wiggly windy head of brown-colored hair and, this other wiggly windy head of black-colored hair have even each written a song for it as well. The title is R-E-A-M-P, REAMP. To be released on February 17th. Keep your eyes peeled.” he tapped his temple as he said this, “Please!” Ygarshy bows. “Ahhh, we made it!” Shinoda starts coughing, “Excuse me. Coughing without covering my mouth is not good. I'll be careful. Ah, I’m so nervous. I’ve grown nervous this far in. Alright, this next one will be the final song. Thank you so much for bearing with us. We are Hitorie. As farewell, here is our new song. curved edge.

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I have also written up the original Japanese quotes! Thank you Tamagotoji for the huge help! ORZ For those looking to follow along with the concert, or learn new words from them, or enjoy!! Please enjoy!

https://www.evernote.com/l/AolVRKvLGRpFN6l0MApPe5xuRXQOI4kFeTg

Bonus tech lore

Disclaimer: Only old photos exist of their pedalboards exist, as the cameramen did a fine job of concealing them. Since there’s no new evidence of change, I’ll assume these old findings will serve as foundation for their current setups as well!

#hitorie #ヒトリエ

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nishinoya-is-baby · 4 years

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Heyyy! Just came here from Sugawara-sweethearts blog!! I was wondering if i could request a daichi x fem!reader where his s/o is british (long distance) and she comes to surprise visit him? (Fluff maybe smut?👀) they have met in person before but like its the first time in a while!

Hi!! Thank you so much for requesting! I’ll try my hardest to make you something you like! :) <3 (I’m sorry if this is too long for your liking, I’m a bit excited)

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you cheered for your cousin from the stands. You were visiting family while on vacation, and it just so happened that Watari had a volleyball game on the second day of your visit. This was just a practice match, but you knew how excited he was for it. You were decked out in Aobajohsai colors, making some students wonder if you were new since they had never seen you before. You weren’t new, though, you were from the UK, and would be returning in 5 days. You noticed that Watari would send you the occasional grin or thumbs up, but what you didn’t notice was the boy staring at you from the other team. Daichi had noticed you the moment you walked in. He didn’t know if it was your smile, your laugh, or the way you walked with confidence, but he knew he had to talk to you. His heart sank lower and lower throughout the match, seeing Watari send you smiles and thumbs-up, and hearing you cheer for him. Eventually, the match was over. You yawned as you walked down the steps, your jet lag kicking in. As you walked towards Watari to congratulate him, someone was pushed right in front of you, causing you to collide with his chest. You let out a soft “Oomph” and stepped back. When you looked up, you saw Daichi. He was stumbling over his words, trying to come up with an adequate apology. You giggled, and after about 30 seconds he finally managed to spit out, “I’m so sorry!” You laughed softly at yourself, the memory bringing a blush to your cheeks. That was how you and Daichi met 3 years ago. You asked him out after a year of flirting from both ends, deciding enough was enough. You still lived in the UK and he still lived in Japan. Long-distance for you guys had its trials and tribulations, but what relationship didn’t? You guys were in constant communication, and you even forgot sometimes that it wasn’t a long-distance relationship. You had visited him 3 times within your current 2 years of dating. The first, a week after you made it official, the second, to celebrate your first anniversary, and the third a couple months afterward to cheer him on during a match. Your second anniversary was just two weeks away, and you couldn’t have been happier. It had been months since you had seen Daichi in person. About 7-8 months to be exact. You tried not to count, since it made the time seem longer. Daichi had tried multiple times to visit you, but every attempt was shot down by either volleyball or school emergencies. You had been busy, too. Working hard to get yourself a well-deserved raise, while also keeping your grades up. You told Daichi everything. Except for the fact that you were currently stepping on a plane to Japan. You took a very much needed two-week break to visit Daichi, and to celebrate your anniversary. Daichi was under the impression that you were drowning in school work and would call him the next day when you were free. He was also under the impression that you had a major exam on your anniversary, and wouldn’t be able to make it. The plane ride was one of the longest trips you had ever taken. It seemed like time had been slowed down by 90%. When you got off the plane, your legs were shaking with anticipation and excitement. You had told Watari to pick you up at the airport and drop you off at your hotel room. Normally, you would’ve stayed at your aunt’s house, but being away from Daichi for 7 months, caused some rather...embarrassing frustration for the two of you. When you finally spotted Watari, you walked to him as fast as you could without falling completely on your face. “Long time no see,” you said, as you hugged him with as much strength as your arms allowed. “Yea, no kidding,” he chuckled. “Well, I guess we should get going,” Watari suggested. You simply nodded in agreement, your brain finally relaxing and letting your exhaustion set in. The car ride to your hotel was quiet but nice. “I assume you’re very excited to see him,” Watari said softly. “Yea, I love him. I’m going to be the happiest woman in the world when I finally get to hold him again,” you sighed happily. “I’m sure holding him isn’t the only thing you’re going to be doing,” Watari said suggestively, wriggling his eyebrows at you. “Oh, shut up,” you exclaimed, a blush gracing your cheeks. When you finally got to your hotel, you thanked Watari for the ride and promised to visit in a couple of days. You went through checkout as fast as you could, sleep wanting to envelop you. The moment your head hit the pillow, you were out. You woke up at around 9 am. You knew Daichi’s school and practice schedule, so you knew you had 3 hours before his practice started. After showering and getting dressed in your favorite outfit, you were ready. Normally, you’d be starving by now, but the butterflies you felt in your stomach filled you up enough. You got into a taxi and you were off. The ride was filled with your breathing techniques for when you’re anxious and the constant fiddling of your fingers. You knew you had to be careful, or else he would see you and the surprise would be ruined. After making sure the coast was clear, you stepped out. Luckily for you, the entire volleyball team was willing to help you with your plan. They had a simple job. Make sure Daichi doesn’t look at the front doors. You were near the entrance when your heart stopped. You heard him. “I’m so bummed that she can’t visit, man. We were both so excited, but then her stupid teacher had to assign that exam! She hasn’t texted me since yesterday, which I know isn’t a big deal, but...I just miss her so much.” Hearing him say that made your heart swell and deflate at the same time. You finally gathered enough courage to walk your ass around the corner and through the front doors. What you saw made you tear up. Daichi was finally in front of you. After 7 long months, you finally got to see the love of your life. “What are you guys staring at,” he asked, about to turn around. Before he could, he felt arms wrap around his midsection and a face press into his back. He looked back to see who grabbed him, and the recognition was immediate. He turned in your arms and scooped you up, your legs wrapped around his waist. He held you to his body tightly, his face buried in your neck. Tears fell from both of your eyes, no words being exchanged. Cheering came from the team, causing you to pull away from each other. Daichi kissed your face and neck quickly and softly before landing a real kiss right on your lips. After a few more minutes of holding each other, and just basking in the other's presence, you let go. The practice for that day had been canceled to celebrate your visit. You had spent a few hours catching up with the team and explaining your plan, all while sitting on Daichi’s lap. After bidding your goodbyes and walking out of the gym, you and Daichi were finally alone. “S/o? I have something to tell you,” he said bashfully, looking at the ground. You gripped his hand and asked, “What is it, babe?” He let out a sigh before saying, “I love you more than anything in this world. I know it may seem like volleyball comes before you sometimes, but you truly are the one owner of my heart. I’m not sure what I did to deserve you, but I’m sure as hell happy that I did whatever it was.” He left you speechless, so you just wrapped your arms around him. “I love you more,” you whispered. “Not to ruin the mood, but 7 months is a long time, and I’d rather show you how much I missed you,” he mumbled into your ear. Your cheeks immediately flush, yet you nodded eagerly. Daichi laughed lightly and led you to his car. There was tension between you, but you both had enough self-control to not go at it then and there. You dragged him to your room, giggling along the way. He had you pinned against the door in record time. You made quick work of taking his shirt off, rubbing your hands up and down his toned chest. Moans slipped past your lips as he kissed up and down your neck, his hands squeezing your hips. “Are you sure you want to do this?” “Yes. I want you, Daichi.” After that brief moment of speaking, nothing else was said. The pent up longing you had for him finally showed it’s true colors. The only thing on your mind was Daichi, and how much you loved him.

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#hq imagines #hq #hq x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #sawamura daichi #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu match ups

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gdwessel · 3 years

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Wrestling Satsuma no Kuni Night 2 - 4/29/2021; Musings on Shows On This Date; Mox v. Nagata IWGP US Title Match on AEW Dynamite 5/12/2021

The second night of Wrestling Satsuma no Kuni took place today, and you can see it now on NJPWWorld. No title matches this time, however Kota Ibushi returned to action in his home prefecture of Kagoshima at this show.

- 4/29/2021, Kagoshima Nishihara Shokai Arena (NJPWWorld)

SANADA & BUSHI [Los Ingobernables] d. Yota Tsuji & Yuya Uemura (BUSHI > Uemura, Terrible, 8:28)

El Desperado, Yoshinobu Kanemaru & Minoru Suzuki [SZKG] d. YOH [CHAOS], SHO [CHAOS] & Tiger Mask IV (Desperado > Tiger, Numero Dos, 9:14)

Taichi, Zack Sabre Jr. & DOUKI [SZKG] NC Tama Tonga, Tanga Loa & Jado [Bullet Club]

Toru Yano [CHAOS], Hiroyoshi Tenzan, Ryusuke Taguchi & Master Wato d. EVIL, Yujiro Takahashi, Taiji Ishimori & Dick Togo [Bullet Club] (Yano > Togo, Schoolboy, 10:12)

Shingo Takagi & Tetsuya Naito [Los Ingobernables] d. Will Ospreay & Great O-Khan [United Empire] (Takagi > O-Khan, Last Of The Dragon, 21:52)

Kota Ibushi & Hiroshi Tanahashi d. Jeff Cobb & Aaron Henare [United Empire] (Ibushi > Henare, Kamigoye, 17:04)

Ibushi gets a win on his return to the ring, and challenged Jeff Cobb post-main. Shingo KO’d Ospreay with a Last Of The Dragon post-match. I will confess, the feud between GOD and Dangerous Tekkers has been built extremely well. Much like the TenKoji v. United Empire feud at the start of the year, NJPW has been excelling with these down-card feuds moreso than the main event or title ones. BUSHI’s finisher I am assuming is a reference to CMLL (Nueva) Ingobernables member El Terrible, but don’t quote me on that.

It was brought to my attention that today (well, it’s almost TOMORROW in Japan as I write this) was the 26th Anniversary of Night 2 of the NJPW show at Pyongyang Stadium in Pyongyang, North Korea. The official name of it is the Pyongyang Sports And Peace Festival, but American fans will know it more as Collision in Korea, a show that had a few WCW matches on it as well. There is an episode of Vice’s Dark Side Of The Ring coming up about it, but that’s not why I’m talking about it. (There may be more material about this show coming from me soon, however. Stay tuned.)

I also discovered today is the 25th Anniversary of Battle Formation in Tokyo Dome, a pretty major show that had Shinya Hashimoto defeat UWFi’s Nobuhiko Takada for the IWGP Heavyweight title, The Great Sasuke take the IWGP Juniorheavyweight belt from Jushin Thunder Liger, “Macho Man” Randy Savage beating Hiroyoshi Tenzan whilst Masahiro Chono defeated Lex Luger, and a wildly bloody match between Great Muta v. Jinsei Shinzaki that I covered on an episode of Strong Style History during the pandemic.

My curiosity piqued, I took a look, and discovered NJPW have run 27 shows on April 29, the first being in 1974. Many of them were mere house shows, but then, we have two major ones happening consecutively. Three editions, including the first in 2015, of Wrestling Hinokuni have happened here, as well as Wrestling Toyonokuni from 2017. Wrestling Hinokuni was supposed to happen in 2016 on 4/29/2016, but that got cancelled due to that year’s earthquake in Kumamoto.

We all think of set dates in the NJPW milleu, like, obviously, January 4th, or how August 8 is usually supposed to take place in Yokohama (it didn’t last year), or how March 6 is the Anniversary date. For some reason I went down a bit of a rabbit hole about today. I wonder if I looked deep enough I can find other significant dates on the calendar that keep popping up in NJPW history. Maybe I will someday!

Just yesterday, mere hours before AEW Dynamite aired, I was kvetching that for all the “Forbidden Door” talk, not much has actually happened between NJPW and AEW thus far. Before the end of the episode, Tony Schiavone announced that the challenged match between Jon Moxley v. Yuji Nagata for the IWGP US title will actually take place on the 5/12/2021 episode of AEW Dynamite. The internet exploded.

Nagata was a somewhat regular fixture in the first hour or so of WCW Monday Nitro on TNT in 1997 and 1998, his last appearance on the network being a win over Perry Saturn on 7/20/1998 (his last WCW appearance a win over Frankie Lancaster on 9/13/1998 on WCW Worldwide). He even got fed to Goldberg in a WCW US title match on 5/5/1998 (on WCW Saturday Night), and had a win over a founding Toryumon member in Magnum TOKYO on the 6/22/1998 episode of Nitro.

In any event, Schiavone sounded excited to call a Nagata match again, and we’re all excited to see Mox v. Nagata. Yes we are.

Other things:

Keiji Muto, who you may recall I wrote an article about this week, is still the Pro Wrestling NOAH GHC Heavyweight Champion, defeating Masa Kitamiya at NOAH The Glory in Nagoya today (Shining Wizard, 22:53). His next challenger will be on 6/6/2021, and it is none other than Naomichi Marufuji, currently Muto’s M’s Alliance stablemate. Hot damn.

I mentioned yesterday that MMA promotion RIZIN’s Tokyo Dome show on 6/13/2021 may be affected by the extension of the attendance cap for large events. What I did not realize at the time was that show was supposed to happen on 5/23/2021 at the Dome and was moved because of the emergency orders. MMA isn’t really my realm of expertise, but it does show how COVID-19 continues to affect wrestling, MMA, sports in general, and indeed, life in general.

We return to the Road to Wrestling Dontaku tour tomorrow, with a house show from Kumamoto that will not be streamed. I may or may not write about it tomorrow, might leave it til Saturday. In case I do that, NJPW Strong this week has a Young Lion Special, with three matches focusing on the Young Lions of the LA Dojo. Could be a fun one! That’s at 10pm EDT / 9pm CDT Friday on NJPWWorld.

- 4/30/2021, Kumamoto Grand Messe

Yota Tsuji v. Gabriel Kidd

YOH [CHAOS], SHO [CHAOS] & Ryusuke Taguchi v. El Desperado, Yoshinobu Kanemaru & Minoru Suzuki [SZKG]

Taichi, Zack Sabre Jr. & DOUKI [SZKG] v. Tama Tonga, Tanga Loa & Jado [Bullet Club]

Hiroshi Tanahashi, Toru Yano [CHAOS], Hiroyoshi Tenzan, Tiger Mask IV & Master Wato v. EVIL, Yujiro Takahashi, Taiji Ishimori, Gedo & Dick Togo [Bullet Club]

Shingo Takagi, Tetsuya Naito, SANADA & BUSHI [Los Ingobernables] v. Will Ospreay, Great O-Khan, Aaron Henare & Jeff Cobb [United Empire]

#NJPW #new japan pro wrestling #wrestling satsuma no kuni #njsatsuma #kota ibushi #Shingo Takagi #jon moxley #Yuji Nagata #AEW #all elite wrestling #IWGP US Championship #WCW Monday Nitro #keiji mutoh #rizin #COVID-19 #njpwworld

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meganshinsou-tm · 5 years

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sweet bun. (f)

☙ pairing: all might x reader

☙ theme: pregnancy reveal

☙ cw/tw: profanity, young all might, expecting father toshinori, fluff fluff fluff

☙ a/n-request: request for all might being told he’s going to be a father with the ‘bun in the oven’ line

Toshinori sighed as he walked through the front door of his home, after a long day of stopping villains from robbing banks or destroying the city, and even helping to remove a heavy tree for a construction crew, the young hero was legitimately exhausted. All Toshinori wanted to do for the rest of the day was relax with his lover and eat whatever was making the air of the home smell overly sweet. After removing his boots, the blonde walked from the entryway and towards the kitchen where he knew you’d be.

Sure enough as he turned the corner, his blue eyes landed on your frame dancing along to a tune you hummed. Crossing his burly arms, Toshinori propped against the wall and continued to watch with a smile on his face. The two of you had been together for years now, two of them spent in the states, where he met you, and the other two in Japan. You didn’t bat an eye when he asked if you’d move with him, knowing it meant leaving behind the only place you’ve ever known and all your loved ones.

“You’re all I ever need to know Yagi, wherever life takes you, I’m going to be right by your side, no matter how far,” you told him.

Since Toshinori had already made a name for himself in American, once he got to Japan, the #1 spot became his in no time. The hero wanted to spoil you with lavish things and a massive home, but you protested and only asked for a simple 3-bedroom home that was quaint and cozy, far off from the hustle and bustle of the city. You didn’t love Toshinori for his fame and fortune, you loved him for his never fading smile, the massive and warm heart he had and for how he could make you feel like the only woman on earth. Yagi had quite the hectic life but he always made it a point to come home at the same time each night and have dinner together, even if it only meant for a few minutes. And as much as his work became his life, you were never put on the back burner, he took you on trips or spent long weekends at home with you doing absolutely nothing but sharing each other’s company. Of course, being the man he was, Toshinori also always managed to weasel in miraculous gifts when you were least expecting them.

Like an expensive stand mixer to use for your baking, multiple spa days, old and expensive first copies of your favorite books, and sometimes simple but elegant jewelry. Needless to say you were very spoiled and well taken care of, and Yagi was the epitome of a perfect man. Life was perfect for the both of you, and the pro-hero didn’t know how it could get any better!

After watching you for a minute longer, Toshinori made his way into your space. You turned to face him, a smile stretching far and wide across your lips and your arms opening.

“Hi hero,” you chimed.

Your lover gave a hearty laugh before grabbing your hips and lifting you into the air like a child before embracing you in a massive bear hug.

“Oh, careful Yagi,” you giggled after feeling lightheaded from the lift.

Yagi made an apologetic expression and gave a cheesy grin, “I’m sorry my dear, are you still feeling ill? You know it’s been almost a week, I think you should go to the doctor.” The blonde spoke with concern while setting you back on your feet, a giant hand combing the strands of (h/c) hair out of your face then caressing your cheek.

“No, I’m feeling fine babe, you just came in a little hot with that lift.”

The towering man chuckled and leaned down, pressing the sweetest and warmest of kisses to your lips. You hummed and kissed back, a hand coming up and cupping Toshinori’s cheek. “Forgive me, I’m just really happy to be home and to see your face. It’s been a tiring day.”

With a smile you pat Yagi’s chest and suggest he take a seat while you fixed him something to drink. He nodded and kissed your forehead before walking over to the kitchen table and sitting down with a sigh. You asked about his day and he filled you in, hands going to loosen his tie and to rub the side of his neck. You listened closely while fixing a massive glass of milk for him and a smaller one for yourself before walking over to the table and took a seat close to Toshinori. He quirked a blonde brow and smiled at the choice of drink.

“I know you’ve been having strange cravings lately dear, but you rarely ever choose milk, you sure you’re okay,” he questioned and reached a hand out to feel your forehead.

You pushed away his giant hand with a whine, making him chuckle. “I’ve never been better Yagi, I just figured it would go well with what I’m baking.”

After drinking half his glass of milk, Toshinori sighed and dried his lip with the back of his hand. Blue eyes looked at the time on his watch, “Well I can tell just by the smell that it’s something very sweet. Are we doing dessert before dinner tonight?”

“You could say that, I wanted to make something special for the occasion.”

A confused look now dressed the hero’s face, a small hint of nervousness flooded his system as well. Did he forget your anniversary – no, that date was burned into his brain. Was it a special holiday or something? Yagi chuckled sheepishly as he scratched his temple, his massive body jumping when the kitchen timer went off. You couldn’t help the cackle that left your lips.

“Uh – forgive me if I’ve forgotten something, but what occasion are we talking about here (Y/N)?”

You smiled softly, wrapping your hands around your glass of milk, “Well, if you go look in the oven then you’ll find out.”

“The oven?” He asked, question still on his face.

You only nodded in return. Toshinori shrugged and got up from his seat, before walking to the oven he looked back down at you, smiling up at him bigger than ever, he smirked and ruffled your hair. “What are you up to woman,” he teased while walking to the appliance.

The massive man crouched down before it and shook his head with a chuckle, pulling down the oven door. There was a single sweet bun on the middle rack, cooked perfectly with a golden color. He quirked a brow, still confused and not sure what to make of the food.

Turning around to look at you, Yagi rubbed the side of his neck, “Uh – we’re celebrating a bun in the oven?”

Even as he said it, the hero still wasn’t grasping the concept. Your lover was smart but sometimes he could be pretty aloof. You giggled and sighed.

“Yagi, repeat those last 4 words, slowly. Really take them in.”

Toshinori knitted his brows and thought back before speaking, “Bun in the oven.”

He glanced at you again, now smiling and a hand patting your stomach. His blue eyes squinted, watching your hand and replaying his words. Suddenly he gasped and was to his feet in record time.

“Holy shit, are you saying – “

“Yes Yagi! There’s a bun in the oven, my oven you big oaf!”

“Are you – are you serious, there’s a bun – I mean a baby in there,” he questioned excitedly, pointing a finger to your stomach.

You nodded with a smile, suddenly finding yourself being lifted from your seat and into the air once again by an over joyous man. Your palms rested on his broad shoulders, giggles and smiles overflowing from your lips as Yagi himself smiled and pulled you into another hug. Hugging back, he walked over and sat you on the counter-top, his hands cupping your face, lips peppering every inch of it with excited kisses.

“I actually went to the doctor yesterday and they confirmed it.”

“So that’s why you’ve been sick, and craving such ridiculous things,” Toshinori chuckled still holding your face in his giant hands.

You nodded and wrapped your hands around his wrist, “I know we’re still young and it wasn’t exactly planned, but ... are you happy?”

“Am I happy? I’m – I’m so fucking happy! I’m going to be a dad, and you’re going to be a mom,” Yagi smiled and huffed a breath of air as he looked down, his hands leaving your face and going to hold your hips as his thumbs brushed over your tummy, “We made a baby, and it’s right inside here!”

“We did, I’m excited but I’m nervous too,” your smile slowly fading and an unsure expression painted your features.

Toshinori pouted before giving his famous smile, taking your face again in one hand. “I can’t say there’s nothing to be nervous about, this is a baby we’re talking about and we’re going to be first time parents but – if you’re doubting if you’ll make a good mom then I’m going to stop that right here. You’re going to be an amazing mother my dear, we’ll hit a few snags but everything is going to be perfectly fine. You know why?”

Pouting, your (e/c) eyes looked into Toshinori’s blue ones, your own hand coming up to brace his large cheek, the tip of your thumb brushing the corner of his smile.

“Why Yagi?”

“Because I am here, and I’ll always be here. I love you so much sweetheart, and this baby is going to love you too.”

“Aww, you just love sneaking in that line don’t you,” you giggled and leaned forward, placing a quick peck to your lover’s lips, “I love you too Yagi, we’re both going to be amazing parents!”

With an agreeing nod, you and Toshinori spent the next few minutes where you were, talking about how you were feeling, what the doctor said and how exciting this new journey was going to be. As the hero stood between your legs, a hand steadily rubbing your belly, a hungry growl could be heard from both your stomachs. You gave a sheepish grin and scratched your head.

“Uh – so all I cooked was the sweet bun, I kind of forgot about dinner. I guess I have baby brain already.”

Toshinori laughed and kissed your forehead before pulling out his cell, “Don’t fear my love, I’ve got dinner tonight. What will it be pizza or takeout?”

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burnedbyshoto · 5 years

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Gone For Too Long

todoroki shouto x reader

warnings: fluff

word count: 2,595

a/n: okay so this hits home because my boyfriend and i are in long distance :) so this is basically 50% of the struggle of having a boyfriend who you can’t love as constantly as you can. also anon, loved this so much!!!!!!! AND I LOVE YOU MUAH HAVE A GOOD NIGHT

“Pick up, already.”

You lay in bed, your laptop in front of you, the all too familiar ringing of FaceTime echoed through your apartment as you waited for your boyfriend to pick up. A tired grin comes upon your face as the screen turns black, and then the pixelated form of your boyfriend appears on the screen.

“Sorry, my computer glitched out for a bit,” Shouto’s voice flows from your computer speaker, the scratchy tone from it being online blending into his tone. “You’re calling late.”

“Oh yeah, sorry!” You laugh shifting your position while bringing a pillow to your lap, something you did often while calling Shouto, it helped make it feel like he was there with you. “We had a major breakthrough with the lab, it was so phenomenal, I think we’ll be done by this summer’s end.”

Shouto grinned, the pixels glitching just the tiniest amount as it tried to keep up with real-time, “That’s great! Two years later, and you’re almost finished!”

You groan at the thought of it being two years, that hurt a lot more than you realized.

It had been two years since you had left your home in Japan.

“Yeah…” You agree, your voice trailing off as you stared at the keyboard instead of your boyfriend. “When will you not be busy? I miss you.”

Shouto frowns, or at least you think he frowns, the lagging of the screen makes it hard to tell what emotion is occurring on his face at the time as he wasn’t the most expressive. “It’s just been a bit busy right now; when I have an opening I’ll make sure to come down,” Shouto explains, as per tradition.

It had been two years since you came down to London, England for a special experiment that you had been allowed to be the head researcher for. So you hadn’t had the time to go home to visit as you had to be there at the lab, except for the one time you went home last year.

It was a two-day trip back to Japan so that you could surprise Shouto as part of your third-year anniversary, but as you did this under wraps, Shouto had the same plan under wraps.

You remember getting back to Japan and arriving home to find the house empty. Thinking it was just Shouto being busy that day, the second you picked up your phone from a call from your boyfriend, you wanted to cry hearing that he was currently outside your apartment wondering where you were.

Shouto had tried to desperately get a flight back home, as you couldn’t afford to get your ticket moved, but like every month anniversary, the two of you spent your third-year anniversary via FaceTime. Only that you were in Japan and he was in England. And to make matters worse, he was back inside the airport two minutes after final boarding ended.

“I miss you, more,” Shouto sighs, and the two of you just watch each other through the screen. “You’re getting a bit of an accent.”

You can’t help the laugh that escapes your lips, as you quickly wipe a tear away from your cheeks and the two of you are thrown into a conversation concerning whether or not your Japanese was truly becoming muddled with an accent. There the two of you sat, chatting away, longing to be beside each other, but continued speaking so that the distance between you two just seemed a bit more temporary.

You were tired though, it was nearing two in the morning, and you had to be awake in a few hours to go back to researching. You rubbed your eyes as you listened a bit irritated as Shouto was explaining to you why Izuku, Katsuki, and himself were nearly arrested for starting a brawl over an arcade game.

“I can’t hear you.” You say again, your eyes burning from exhaustion as your hand goes to wave, a signal you guys did when the other was lagging due to poor connection. “Babe, wait…”

“I can’t—“ Shouto’s voice breaks through the laptop's speakers, and you sigh. “I—need to—can you??”

You rub your face with a free hand, the other continuing to wave until you can see Shouto waving back, the picture and audio now caught up. “I need to sleep.” You say, trying to suppress the irritation that is threatening to crawl into the tone of your voice.

“Oh, okay.” Shouto stills, his face emulating his sympathy towards your situation, the breaking up video was always something that irritated the both of you. “I’ll text you the story later, then?”

“Please do, I can’t believe you idiots haven’t gotten arrested, honestly.” You laugh dryly, trying your best not to sound irritated because you knew it wasn’t either of your fault the connection sucked. You watch as he nods his head, and you sigh for what feels like the millionth time.

“Goodnight and good morning, Shoucchan. Good luck with work, don’t stress yourself out, and know that I love you with all my heart.” You whisper to him, a truly tired yet loving smile on your face for your boyfriend.

“Sweet dreams, y/n. Make sure you set your alarms and good luck with your labs. I love you with all my heart and so much more.” Shouto whispers back.

You blow a kiss, and can’t help the laughter that escapes your lips as Shouto blows one back and produces two hearts with his fingers. “Kick some ass for me.” He says.

You roll your eyes but continue smiling as your finger traces up the touchpad and ends the call. You got up and turned off your lights, and returned to snuggle back into your sheets, hoping that your bed wouldn’t feel so empty without Shouto, even two years later.

A text message made your phone screen light up, and you smiled as you read the message.

shouto toa(d)orki - sorry video chat was crap, go to bed, i love you so so much

Knowing that if you replied the two of you would text for hours more, so instead you deleted the notification and came to stare at your lock screen.

It was a picture of the two of you during a wedding for your best friend back home. She was getting married, and naturally, you were one of the two maids of honors, and when the wedding party went to take pictures, they allowed pictures to be taken with significant others. Because love is love is love.

So you stood there in your pretty maid of honor dress, your makeup done and hair did, and there was a glowing smile coming from your face as you were in mid-laugh. But it was Shouto that made this one of your favorite photos of you. It wasn’t a professional picture, but instead, one caught by a bridesmaid. You were laughing because of a dry comment Shouto made that you had found hilarious, and instead of looking over to where the camera was, he was looking at you. The most lovingly affectionate smile on his face as he stared at your face. The two of you had already been entangled together as part of the pose, but he seemed so gentle that even now it never failed to make you cry.

Unlocking your phone, you stared at the home screen, which was by far your favorite photo of Shouto that you had managed to take when he was off guard. The memory was years ago, but you could remember it like it was yesterday.

“Shouto, I have the most serious question in the world for you,” You intensely state, sitting on your knees as you turned your attention to your boyfriend who was mid-slurp of his soba noodles. His quirked eyebrow letting you know he was listening, and with a splitting grin, you asked away, “Are you an ass man, or a boobs man?”

There is no expression on Shouto’s face for a second. Two seconds.

On the third second, a light blush comes across his face as he returns his attention onto his food. But you can hear the slight choking sound escaping his lips and you cackle just the smallest amount as you wait for him to finish his noodle. You drag his chair out from the table, ignoring the small and weak protests leaving his lips. Taking your phone and opening the camera app, ready for the perfect moment, you sat on his lap straddling his body to the chair, and you laughed.

Shouto’s eyes were looking past you, ignoring you as you adjust your position on his lap. With the arm that held your phone, you placed it on his shoulder, letting your hand hang, and with your free arm, you grabbed his hand that was stiff against your thighs. “Ass?” You ask as you guide his hand to your butt, and you remove it after a moment of lingering, “Or boobs?” And you gently press his hands against your breast. An ever so teasingly smile on your face as the blush on Shouto’s cheeks darken.

“I–um, well, I–” Shouto stutters uncharacteristically as you let out a laugh crushing him into a hug, “What are you–?” He stops mid-sentence at the sight of you bringing your phone out and snapping a picture.

So forever on pixels was the embarrassed looking Shouto who was staring at your breast as your cheeks were pressed onto his as you smiled brightly for your camera. Simple and sweet.

Approving the picture, you pressed a lingering kiss onto Shouto’s lips to which he responds to immediately. “Thank you!” You whisper against his lips, as you scoot off his lap.

Only that it didn’t go as planned as Shouto grabs you by your ass and immediately has you back onto his lap, “You can’t expect to leave me just like that?” He says, a fire burning in his eyes, and now it's your turn to blush as his lips come to meet yours with unwavering passion.

“And you still didn’t answer my question!” You whine quietly as his lips momentarily pause.

“I’m a man who appreciates all parts of my lover.”

“Mhmm.”

The rest of this conversation is further explored by the actions of that night.

You sigh as you turn off your phone and turn around, and with thoughts of Shouto on your mind you pass out.

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It’s a few days later when you find yourself home, a single day off after working for eleven months straight. You’re on the phone texting with Shouto, or at least texting Shouto.

He wasn’t responding to you, and he hadn’t been for around eleven hours or so. Yes, there was a time difference, but not enough where you couldn’t text during the day. You had texted him what you had been doing all day, updating him with every lazy detail of your day, and sending him every PigeonGame you could. No response.

Not even your friends could tell you where Shouto was, and typically he was with at least one of them.

You stare at your phone some more, wishing for something from your boyfriend, and when a FaceTime call comes through, you immediately pick up.

“HELLO!” You scream into the phone as it shows Shouto’s face on the screen.

He smiles down at the camera, god even at a downwards angle your boyfriend still managed to look good. “Hi, sorry, I wasn’t able to use my phone for the entire day. Something with the phone company.” Shouto explained, an awkward smile on his face, and you knew he was lying.

“M’kay,” You suspiciously squint your eyes, but let the lie slide, it wasn’t something you wanted to get on him about. Besides, you guessed that it could add up considering he was one to fall asleep before midnight, and it was currently three in Japan. “Where are you?” You ask noticing the grey interior of the car he was in, his interior was not grey.

“I’m in a taxi.” Shouto says with a small shrug, “I can’t use my car, so I’m using the taxi.”

“Not using the train still?” You ask a bit confused about the entire reason why he had started using a car all those years ago when you had a perfectly good public transport system at home.

Shouto laughs a bit, his eyes looking up at where the driver was probably at. “Uh, I just was running late, and a taxi was going to be faster than waiting fifteen minutes for the next train.”

“Okay,” You hum as you roll over on your bed and you swear you hear English, but ignore it as you pull the phone closer to your face as you watch Shouto exit the car, handing money over to the cab driver. “What are you grabbing?” You ask as you hear a click from the trunk. “Are you having a sleepover at Bakugou’s? Mina said that's what she thought was happening.”

“What? No.” Shouto gave you a weird look.

“Why are you getting to work so late anyway, isn’t it three? Just cuz your daddy runs the business doesn’t mean you can be a douche.”

“Aren’t you little ball of sunshine,” Shouto mutters as he begins walking, and you can’t help but laugh as you watch him walk up staircases. “Can you do me a favor though?” He asks.

You hum, letting him know you were ready for anything he could ask, not that you were sure as to what it would be.

“Open your front door?”

Your scrunch your eyebrows together as you get off your bed and walk to the front door, “Did you get me a gift? I’m not forgetting our anniversary, and it’s not my birthday.” You say suspiciously as you open the door, your eyes concentrated on your phone before you glance at the floor for some package.

Except, it wasn’t a box you found your eyes looking at, but instead a pair of white sneakers. You froze and you felt your phone drop from your hands.

Tears swam in your eyes as you slowly trailed your eyes up the body and landed your gaze onto Shouto, who was staring at you with an almost breathless expression on his face. As if you two had been meeting for the first time and were in love at first sight.

Tears fell down your face and Shouto gingerly reached a hand out to wipe away the water coating your face.

“Hi, my love.”

thats it for now my lovely readers! i hope you enjoyed, long distance relationships are some of the best and worst experiences, but i think it makes a relationship stronger sometimes too!!!! anyways, i just hit 400 followers and that makes me excited, and i need ideas of things to do for that milestone!!! send me ideas!!!

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“No, no. Do not move.” You mumble into Shouto’s chest as the two of you finished making out for what was the twentieth time in the past two hours. “You’re ruining my time with you!”

“I’ll be here for a month, dumbass,” Shouto says and the small reassurance causes tingles to shoot down your body. "Besides, you're the one who's been gone for too long."

“Do you think we can beat our old records in a month?” You ask suggestively as you let Shouto get up to go pee.

“No, because you’re working.”

“I literally called out for the month the second you told me the first time!”

“They let you?”

“No, but I did get two weeks!”

You waited on your bed as Shouto returned back to the room wearing nothing but his pants and socks, his shirt had long since been taken off. “Well,” He says as he climbs on top of you, “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”

Smiles adorn both your faces as your lips meet halfway.

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redrobin-detective · 4 years

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together or not at all

I’ve been binging Erasermic stuff all day and my heart is FULL so I just opened up a post and started typing, never looking back.

XxX

Shouta and Hizashi were not type you’d think would date.

They were an odd couple throughout their time at Yuuei, still staggering from the wounds of going from a trio to a duo midway through their second year. Shouta was quiet, dour and took everything too seriously. Hizashi, meanwhile, was loud, silly, borderline wild with his frequent advertisements for his podcast during slow class events.

There was no official announcement or anything, just one day, at the end of their second year they were spotted holding hands on the roof. It was grief that brought them together, everyone said when they were sure the couple wouldn’t hear. Once they graduated, they’d move onto to partners they were actually compatible with. Hizashi and Shouta paid the rumors no mind, holding each other close during stolen moments in the hallway, tender hand touches during patrols. On graduation day, while everyone else threw their caps into the wind, Shouta held up his cap in front of their faces and kissed his boyfriend as cherry blossoms blew into their hair. Their future together started now.

They moved in together right away, scraping together what little cash they had to rent a small beaten down apartment. Shouta let Hizashi carry him over the threshold for the first time after it was theirs, only because it made his boyfriend stupidly happy. There wasn’t much of a demand these days for new grad heroes, not when All Might was there to protect all of Japan with power to spare. Hizashi got a gig as a sidekick for a low-ranked hero that paid more in experience than in actual money. Shouta worked at a cat cafe and local bookstore, unable to find work yet as an underground hero. Every night they came home, exhausted and collapsed together on their second hand mattress that didn’t even have a bed frame. They held each other close in lieu of heating and found it warm enough.

Hizashi’s powerful quirk and outgoing personality made him popular and soon he was employed by a more well known hero which gave him lots of exposure and an increased salary. When his first paycheck hit, he ran down to the shelter and got the black and grey cat Shouta had been wanting to adopt for ages. When his boyfriend came home from his shift at the cafe and found a kitten with a bow around his neck patrolling around the apartment, Shouta looked as if an angel had appeared before him. Needless to say, Hizashi was rewarded well for that particular present.

Shouta’s contacts finally put him through the proper channels and he hit the streets as an independent agent. It paid less than his other two jobs had but Hizashi could see how much it meant to Shouta to be out there doing good, doing what he was made to do. However, he didn’t like how much damage Shouta took in those early days. He swears he spent all their extra money on first aid equipment; patching up scrapes and burns, icing bruises and stitching up deep cuts. So many nights he dreamed he would come home to an empty apartment, waiting in vain for Shouta to return. On those awful nights, he’d wake up in a sweat and see Shouta beside him, breathing deeply in sleep and promise himself it would never come to that.

Hizashi brought up marriage first, awkwardly and full of jitters the summer of their 21st year, 3 years since they’d become pro heroes and 6 since they’d first met. “Okay,” Shouta had shrugged, going back to playing with their cat, Oreo. Confused, elated and bit nauseous, Hizashi dropped the subject but started looking at ring options in secret. It was Shouta, however, who actually proposed.

His depression and a flare up of his chronic fatigue syndrome later that fall had him feeling worse than ever. The anniversary of Shirokumo’s death was just around the corner and crime was trending upwards all over Japan. He only saw Hizashi for a handful of hours over a week as they rushed from one disaster to another. One rare morning they awoke together, Shouta forgot to kiss him goodbye as he was summoned to help the police take down a particularly nasty villain. The fight was brutal, two heroes and six officers were critically injured and one hero died, slowly and painfully in Shouta’s arms. Underneath the blood, his hair was blond and all Shouta could think about afterwards was the carelessly missed kiss that morning.

He flung himself at Hizashi when he came to pick Shouta up, clutching his best friend and boyfriend’s face reverently with bloodstained hands. “Marry me, Hizashi,” he choked out in a rush. “And promise me you’ll never leave.”

“Never Shouta never,” Hizashi had wept, crying the tears his other half wouldn’t, holding him close. “It’s together or not at all.”

In the end, it was a simple affair, neither had anything to prove with a grand wedding. They purchased rings, rented out a small back room in a bar and stood before a judge and a few friends as witness as they exchanged their vows. Hizashi cried and Shouta never complained of dry eye that day. They celebrated at the bar, drinking and laughing until it was the wee hours of the morning. Shouta was completely inebriated, unable to walk or form sentences. Hizashi swept his groom off of his feet and, once more, carried him over the threshold of their place. He banged Shouta’s head on the door frame trying to get the two of them through the narrow entryway.

“Clumsy bastard,” Shouta hissed, clutching at his head. “Wait til my husband gets aholda you.”

“You’re not gonna have to wait long,” Hizashi said, waggling his eyebrows as he kicked the door shut. Shouta regretted drinking so much the next morning when his head and stomach protested. Hizashi danced in with some seltzer water in one hand and a bouquet of roses in the others. Luckily his drinking was his only regret from yesterday.

They kept their marriage private, both for Shouta’s growing career as an underground hero and simply for their own privacy. It wasn’t a secret, just not advertised. They celebrated their one year anniversary in the hospital, Hizashi having fractured his spine after a building fell on him. Shouta spoon fed him little bits of preserved wedding cake when his husband was awake enough. They moved to a bigger place, somehow acquired two more cats when Hizashi wasn’t looking and spent a lot of weekends cuddled together on Nemuri’s couch misremembering bad stories from high school.

“Shouta,” Hizashi said one evening as he chopped up some leeks for their dinner. “Nemuri is going to start teaching at Yuuei soon.”

“As if she didn’t traumatize enough kids when she was a student,” Shouta said dully as he looked over police reports. “What of it?”

“I was thinking of applying too,” he said casually. “All Might taking personal leave means its more dangerous out there, I think it would be nice to train the next generation of heroes.” He glanced at his husband out of the corner of his eye.

“You can,” Shouta frowned, moving his papers in front of his face to avoid Hizashi’s puppy dog eyes. Also so he wouldn’t see the stitches over his right eye and the bruises around it. Being a hero was dangerous work, being a teacher? Less so.

“Oh come on babe, you’d be great with kids,” Hizashi said, abandoning his cutting to drape himself over the counter. “You have this stern but steady authoritative manner but you’re soft enough that it’s not intimidating.”

“You’re ridiculous,” Shouta sighed. “Sign up if you want to, but you’re already busy with patrols and your radio show.”

“I thought it might be good practice,” Hizashi teased, tugging down Shouta’s papers away from his face. “For when we decide to have kids.”

“We are not having kids,” Shouta said with an eye roll.

“That’s what they always say,” Hizashi said in a little sing-song tone. Shouta ignored him, pulling the papers closer to his face. “Come on Shouta, you were just telling me the other day how sloppy the latest rookie heroes have been without All Might around to pick up the slack. We can help change things at Yuuei, Nedzu-sensei is principle now. I know you’ve been dying to change the parameters of the entrance exam.”

“Stupid, worthless, prejudiced exam,” Shouta mumbled under his breath and Hizashi grinned, dropping it into a casual smile when his husband lowered the papers to glare at him. “You just want me to cut down on my patrol hours.”

“Maybe a little,” Hizashi shrugged, leaning over to loving tap piano keys on his husband’s arm. “Or maybe I miss seeing you every day and working as teachers would give us some structure. I fell in love with you in those hallways, Shouta. Is it so bad I want that again?”

“Tell Nemuri to get me an application,” Shouta grumbled. “I can’t guarantee I’ll sign up or anything but I’ll look it over. One year, maybe even one semester and then I’m done.”

“Well if you do it, I’m doing it,” Hizashi beamed, leaning up to chin Shouta’s scratchy chin before pulling back and working on the meal again. “Together or not at all, remember?”

“Hard to forget when you’re still here,” Shouta said but a small smile was tugging on his lips as they fell into a companionable silence, thinking about the past and what they had lost and all the things they stood to gain from the future. Shouta and Hizashi were not the couple you expected to see, much less to marry and stay together through thick and thin. Luckily though, outside perceptions and expectations did not determine the course of a relationship; some things stayed between best friends and partners and lovers.

Shouta would find himself tangling his fingers on the chain with his wedding ring around his neck, watching his husband joke around with their students. Hizashi would grin up at him and mime him a quick kiss. Shouta would snort fondly but not break his gaze. Some loves could endure just about anything.

#erasermic #idk how good this is i just opened up and started typing without stopping #also another fic title i stole from doctor who #im feeling the erasermic in this chilis tonight #I uh messed with vigilante lore a little bit mostly their early marriage and teacher timeline #they just strike me as messy early 20 somethings who got married young and recklessly but the love was strong enough to endure #they grew into and around ach other #ad;c/osvo;ia;/l fuCK i forgot to incorporate deaf hizashi which is like my favorite #shit its almost bedtime I dont want to rework it now #I'll do it uhhh Sunday #anyway I love them

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