Sing to your own Heartbeat

Kotobuki, Yuna Independent & semi-selective Utapri OC (OC/AU Friendly)

[kanjo-no-koe]

"Singing in my own way." -Kotobuki, Yuna 18+ Mun and Muse Muse & Rules

[paldean-sunshine]

[  TXT  ]  :  i  just  caused  a  scene  at  the  grocery  store.  be  ready  to  alibi  me. (Reiji, Pokemon Verse)

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝  𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫  𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 @a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses (Reiji) Guest Muse (Because I'm too tired to switch to my other tumblr): Kotobuki, Yuna

{Text to: Rei-nii} {Message: I'm afraid to find out what you did.}

[hollowprompts]

🌿 * 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 : 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜.

𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 : what grief does your muse carry quietly, and how do they cope when no one is watching? 𝐨𝐚𝐤 : what gives your muse strength when everything feels uncertain? 𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 : what soothes your muse's mind when they are overwhelmed? how do they manage stress? 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : what memory does your muse hold onto most tightly, and why? 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡 : when was the last time your muse had to start over, and what did they leave behind? 𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫 : what traditions or values does your muse consider sacred? 𝐢𝐯𝐲 : who or what has your muse clung to and why? 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫 : how does your muse protect the people they love? 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 : what parts of your muse are considered hard to love, and how do they deal with that? 𝐟𝐨𝐱𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 : what lies has your muse told to protect themself or someone else? how far are they willing to go? 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐬 : where does your muse feel most safe, what does that look like? 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞 : what does endurance mean to your muse? 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 : how do they express longing, especially for something or someone that they think they cannot have? 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐞 : how does your muse heal - physically, emotionally, spiritually? 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 : what does joy look like for your muse? how do they let themself feel it? 𝐚𝐬𝐡 : what has your muse lost that still haunts them? 𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 : what inner wounds does your muse hide? do they hide it behind humour or confidence? do they hide it at all? 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚 : what does love mean to your muse - how do they show it? how do they want to receive it? 𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐬 : when your muse needs clarity - who or what do they turn to? 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧 : are there any details from your muse's childhood that sticks with them - good or bad? 𝐛𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐨 : how does your muse handle change and adaptability - are they flexible or resistant?

[kanjo-no-koe]

"If I ever hear someone diss Quartet Night, I might attack."

[kanjo-no-koe]

"Sometimes, I feel extra lucky to experience some concerts live thanks to my brother..." Yuna sighs contently before her eye twitched. Her phone playing Fly to the Future. "Unfortunately, it has also ruined me because their live vocals are all I want to hear now..."

[kanjo-no-koe]

She's here again. Dreaming. They don't happen consistently, but when they do, it's always the same place. Standing in the flower meadow surrounded by several blossoms. Irises, White Lilies, Yellow Pansies, Honeysuckle, and Daisies. A bit aways, she could hear the sound of waves crashing along the beach. "____..."

He's there when she turns to look. Standing at the shoreline. Same height, same baggy white shirt and beige slacks. His teal hair is possibly a little longer than his shoulders now. If she ever got to see his face, he would probably still look at her with those indigo eyes and warm smile that she remembered.

Those memories flooded her mind. The times Reiji could come home, he came with him sometimes. Or times when she and mama would visit them at Saotome Academy. A soft pat to her head. Warm, bright smile. Soft voice and melodies. He never let her feel like a burden for being ten years younger than them, unlike Hibiki and Kei who called her a baby. She loved spending time with Reiji and ____.

Yuna stood there, just gazing at his back. How many times has she stood here in the past ten... fifteen... years? This dream first started when she was twelve, just a pre-teen entering Jr. High. But Yuna was twenty-six now, a little taller and hair a bit longer. She aged as time went, yet he was never-changing. In her dream, at least.

Other times, she would try to reach him. Footsteps sinking into the sand as she ran towards him, it didn't matter that she couldn't swim. She would still try. Each step she took, he would take one towards the water. But before she could reach him, three things would happen. 1) She would sink into the sand, trapped by the flower roots. 2.) He would drop into the waves by himself. 3) They both fell into the water, but he would sink faster than she could process.

It didn't matter which outcome she had, he started to turn towards her before disappearing in all three. Calling out was no good either. Something stopped her, or her words had no voice. "____? ____!!! ____!!!!"

She would awaken, whether it was dead of night or the next morning didn't matter. Often she wondered if Reiji had these dreams too, but never dared to ask. Instead, she remains silent about her dream. Maybe one day she would find out why Aine visits her dreams. Or where Aine went... Or where Aine is... Maybe one day he'll turn around. Or they'll be face to face again. For now, she'll watch his back until that day comes.

[kanjo-no-koe]

((Casually cooking up the most sentimental birthday post for Reiji as an apology for not being on this blog))

[kanjo-no-koe]

((Also cooking up the angstiest & sentimental post for Aine bc I went and reread some old posts.))

[memedetonator]

💥 ― 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝐴𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟. (𝑉𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝐼𝐶.)

Why were you named the way you were? Is there a special meaning behind your name (or middle name if applicable)?

When is your birthday? What is your ideal birthday?

What is your sexuality/orientation? How did you discover them?

What's usually on your shopping list?

What are some general hygiene things you do? How do you normally do your hair? What kind of products do you use?

What is in your pockets/bag/etc. right now?

What is it like where you live? How does it compare to where you grew up if it differs?

Do you have a favorite food? What's your favorite breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert?

Do you have any other family members? Parents, siblings, grandparents, cousins, etc.?

How do you feel about makeup? Are you any good at putting it on? Do you wear it often?

Would you say you are an introvert, or an extrovert?

If someone were to invite you to a party, would you enjoy it? What would you do during?

What scares you the most? And if it really happened... how would you deal with it?

Have you ever raised a weapon towards someone? Was it in self-defense, or was it purposefully? What happened afterwards?

Do you honestly believe that you are funny? Tell us your best joke!

Tell us about something that's happened recently (asker can request a specific "vibe" to the story--happy, sad, annoying, funny, etc. if they wish).

If you were to describe yourself in a few words, what would those words be?

Do you have any pets? If so, what are their names? What are they like personality-wise? Can we see them?

What is something you care desperately about? Something that you just couldn't live without?

Have you ever broken a bone? Have you ever had surgery?

How often do you cry? Do you happy cry, or do you mostly cry in sadness?

What are some weird interests or hobbies you have that people probably wouldn't expect you to have?

Have you ever lost someone close to you? Who was it? How did you cope with it?

What is your favorite holiday? What makes it your favorite? Is there something in particular that you enjoy most about it?

Do you have any crushes at the moment? If so, do you think you will ever tell them? Has anyone ever had a crush on you?

Are there any certain scents, sounds, or textures that you like? What about ones that you dislike?

Would you ever consider starting a family? How do you feel about getting married, having kids, and potentially settling down?

What are a few things (or one thing) you want to do before you die? Why?

Are you happy in your own skin? If you could change something about yourself, would you, and what would it be?

Do you have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? Do you go out of your way to always wear it when you can? Why is it your favorite?

[kanjo-no-koe]

((Currently trying to build up Yuna's lore... and failing))

[kanjo-no-koe]

@a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses replied to your post: ((BRB SOBBING))

((Good, I haven't lost my touch))

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[kanjo-no-koe]

There was a time where Yuna couldn't wait for July 13th. Tiny feet toddling around to decorate the living room. Streamers under doorknob level, and unevenly spaced apart. Presents wrapped haphazardly; uneven and exposed the gift underneath, gift card envelopes still damp from the excessive saliva at the adhesive. White and green icing all over her face, being washed off by a pair of gentle hands and laughing along with a bright smile. Young Reiji's voice still echoed in her mind. "You did a good job helping mama and nee-san, Yu-chan! Thank you!"

As the years went, preparations slowly became more uniform and planned. Cake and cupcakes weren't as messy, neither were the streamer placements. She recalled someone huffing, a foul-mouthed boy... or was it the one with an attitude? She couldn't be bothered to remember. "No girls allowed! Especially babies." Even so, she still barreled her way in to join the teenagers in their gaming session. One of them went easy on her, she liked him out of his friends. But she remembers falling asleep in the birthday boy's arms while he and his friends chattered and discussed their musical futures into the night. It was hazy, but she remembers faintly hearing, "See, ___? Yu-Yu gave you a run for your money in that last round!"

The following years were a bit rougher... his friends didn't come back. Pages for other events covered the picture of their friend group on the fridge. His smile didn't reach his eyes most of the time. But even so, she did her best while everyone got home. Baking and decorating everything to the best of her abilities, until he had no choice and spent birthdays at work... in another city. Still, she did her best! Hand-drawing each birthday card, practicing calligraphy for the letter and an imperfect handmade ribbon tucked into the envelope. Receiving a text, along with a photo of the ribbon pinned to his hats. [It's perfect! Thank you, Yuna-chan! :D <3]

Yuna pulled the laminated photo from the machine. Brown eyes gazed at the idol group selfie that she received from her brother. An amused scoff passed her lips, placing it onto the fridge. The old photo's corner peeked out from under Yuna's latest writing competition entry. The face was obscured, but teal hair could vaguely be seen from the shine. The small cake on the table perfectly frosted with white and green frosting, "Happy Birthday, Reiji" spelled in perfectly cursive gold icing on top. A near expertly made ribbon right beside it, layers of shiny fabric, lace, and beads created an elegant yet stylish display. She took her own selfie with the finished products. "Happy birthday, Reiji-nii! I'll make you an even better cake next time you visit! Or maybe I'll come visit you one of these days! "

[kanjo-no-koe]

((Casually cooking up the most sentimental birthday post for Reiji as an apology for not being on this blog))

[a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses]

Reiji couldn't help but chuckle. "I suppose I should explain to her that the title isn't as scandalous as she thinks." It wasn't like Shining was asking them to be in some sort of porno, or other explicit venture, after all.

"That's the life of an idol for you! We need to have constant work, or the next thing you know we will be irrelevant and without fans." And thus fade into obscurity. Granted no idol could keep performing forever, and there would come a time where Reiji would have to step down and aside for the newer generations to come. Until then he would keep going.

[kanjo-no-koe]

"Good luck getting mama to believe otherwise, you know how she is." Yuna laughed. "She said she would go watch it with a folding fan to shield the eyes of any young-looking fans."

Yuna listened to her brother's words. Hearing the twinge of sadness in his tone. "Hey, don't think like that just yet! There are bands older than Quartet Night who still have plenty of fans, even some that have retired or disbanded. And I find myself seeing new fans of yours!"

[a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses]

"I know," he said, his smile waning for a second before forcing it back to his usual, cheerful one.

"Everyone's doing well; we have a new movie coming out, along with a few new songs for it! Everyone's been working so hard, but now that the production period is over, we have a small break before its premier!"

[kanjo-no-koe]

"I heard... Taboo Night XXXX, huh? Mama's reaction when she heard the -ehem- title was... let's just say... mixed." She pulled back with an amused grin. Mama Kotobuki wasn't sure whether to be excited that her son's popularity was rising enough to warrant the beginning of movies, or appalled and scandalized at the implication of the title.

Yuna chuckled. "Either way, that's all good to hear. I'm glad you all are getting a break. You all have definitely earned some time off. I'd like to argue that you all probably deserve more than you're getting., but who am I to debate with a company like that?"

[kanjo-no-koe]

"Pardon me sir, I understand you are in a hurry, but Kotobuki Bento prioritizes a first-come, first-serve policy. It will not take me more than three minutes to attend to the customers before you, so please wait your turn and I will assist you."

The amount of business men who think they have privilege to by pass the elderly regulars just because they flaunt their status and wealth is going to drive Yuna up a wall.

[kanjo-no-koe]

There was a stumbling and a few crashing of metal items before Yuna burst out from the kitchen area. Her gray eyes widened, then watered at the sight of her brother in the flesh. The only times she had really seen Reiji had been on T.V., social media, or the few-and-far-between video calls. "Rei-nii... REI-NI!!!!"

[a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses]

Seeing his sister barrel out of the kitchen and toward him with a tearful gaze left him startled.

"Are you alright, Yuna-chan?!" He quickly embraced her, hoping the gesture would slow her tears. "It's alright. I'm here."

[kanjo-no-koe]

"I'm b'okay." She sniffled, burying herself into his embrace happily. "It's been so long since you've been home! How are you? How is everyone? How is everything?"

[a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses]

@kanjo-no-koe (Reiji and Yuna!)

"YUNA-CHAN~! I'M HOME~!" Reiji called at the top of his lungs as he entered the small bento shop. It had been some time since he last stopped home, and now that he had a few days off from work, the idol decided to pay his family a visit.

[kanjo-no-koe]

There was a stumbling and a few crashing of metal items before Yuna burst out from the kitchen area. Her gray eyes widened, then watered at the sight of her brother in the flesh. The only times she had really seen Reiji had been on T.V., social media, or the few-and-far-between video calls. "Rei-nii... REI-NI!!!!"