Hello mod chiaki! If its okay if you can do Singer!Reader making a love song about Mondo, Rantaro, and Kaede?
hey hey jaujauhsusj ty for requesting <333 sorry if these were a bit short😔😔😔😔😔
-Mod Chiaki
mondo, rantaro and kaede with an ultimate singer!reader who writes a love song for them
notes: GN!reader
warnings: none <3
mondo owada
Mondo’s secretly a HUGE sucker for love songs
(i bet his top artist on spotify is taylor swift)
so you can imagine the joy on his face when he found a small piece of paper under your bed with some cute, sappy lyrics on it
BLUSHES SOSOSOSOSO MUCH
he keeps it with him and doesn’t tell you for a couple days
then one day when you’re just sitting around he asks you about it
“Hey babe, by the way, i loved that song you wrote me heh”
“What are you talking about?”
*pulls out paper with smug expression* “i’m talkin about this”
“oHhHhh thAaAaAt i didn’t even write that.. Leon wrote that for Sayaka and uh… gave it to me?”
INSISTS that you sing it for him
doesn’t let you leave until you do
AND HE IS BLOWN AWAY BY YOUR VOICE HOLY SHIT
it’s so beautiful auushsuhushisj
“WOAHHH Y/N it’s even cuter when it’s sung out loud!”
let’s just say you’re writing a lot more love songs for the next couple of weeks
rantaro amami
unlike Mondo, you show Rantaro this one willingly
IMMEDIATELY BLUSHES GAH
like first sentence in-
he probably points out spelling/grammar mistakes to hide how flustered he is
and he doesn’t force you to sing it…
but he would love to hear it
once you do sing it though oh boy
his eyes WIDEN.
Rantaro is shooketh, Rantaro is amazed, Rantaro.exe is buffering
“sweetheart this is so amazing! And you sung so well, as always ahah” *forehead kiss*
god i love this man
i don’t even know what else to write 🤪🤪
kaede akamatsu
she was using your phone and came across the document with the lyrics
SHE WAS SMILING SO MUCH SKUSHUSHSI
may have even cried
ran over to you and asked you about it faster than you can say
to which a very embarrassed Y/N says “what oh i was just… uh.. experimenting…”
there’s legit sparkles in Kaede’s eyes
and then-
“Y/N! WE NEED TO DO A DUET TO THIS.”
“WHAT?”
“YOU SING, I PLAY PIANO TO THIS ITS PERFECT! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEE”
you agree and spend a while singing and playing piano together
SO WHOLESOME.
hi, again sorry these were so short i didn’t have that many ideas and didn’t want to make it repetitive so please forgive me ;-; also, just pretend these don’t suck.. ty for requesting this though!
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Childhood: My Ocean.
Childhood was water. It was fluid and ever changing.
It was weekends on a boat, the summer heat on my skin and the river wind in my hair.
It was days spent in the pool, escaping the noise under the water and appreciating the silence.
It was going to the beach, exploring the rock pools and bringing home the prettiest shells.
It was avoiding the scorching Aussie summer on the trampoline with a hose.
It was the aquarium. The wonder of getting to see what beauty hides beneath the waves.
It was watching documentaries on sharks and squid, and how the dangerous and scary still get to be admired.
My childhood happiness ebbed and flowed like the waves on the shore. It brought joy and peace on its tide, but it always eventually took it back.
It gave me the most beautiful shells, moments of Love and comfort. It gave me sea salt sweetly soothing my youthful skin. Vibrant sea-glass of hope and excitement.
But it also gave me sharp, jagged rocks in the hid under the tide. Seaweed of doubt that tangled my legs. Rough grains of sand that clung to my hair and skin, creating shallow words that never quite healed.
It took the tide back out to where it belongs and left a lonely little girl behind.
I knew my childhood was over when I became a creature that dwelled on the rock pools. The ebb and flow of the tide a familiar and nostalgic feeling. Surviving, never thriving, in the undesirable ecosystem of my home.
But oh, how I long for those idyllic coral reefs. For the thriving kelp forests and the serene, open oceans. Even the black depths of the sea floor, where light is the purest form of life.
I yearn for the water to feel how it once did. For it to free me from myself. I yearn to create a creature who will love the ocean as I have. As I do. I yearn to teach them. To pass on my love and likeness and create an ecosystem so safe and happy that they shall never know pain.
Then shall my soul return to the waves. Only then shall I be returned to the depths.
My life to the ocean.
(second post WHOOP WHOOP!! less depressing than my first but y’a know you gotta have some balance. i hope you enjoy this one, the ocean is something very near and dear to my heart as it was one of the only things my dad and i shared a love for. yeah i know it always leads back to the daddy issues. you’ll probably see the ocean come up a lot in my writing, glad i can débute my love of it through this piece. anyways, i hope literally anyone enjoyed reading this and i’ll eventually be back!)
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