iT'S YA BOI !! i read your foreign mc headcanons and i stan 💕💓 which had me thinking, how would warlords ( mitsuhide, nobunaga, and whoever else you'd like ? ) react to their s/o being kind of homesick and singing some soft songs in their native language? ( me being me i don't have that good of a voice so maybe mc isn't the best singer out there, but the songs are soft, slow, about love, about heartbreak, etc etc ) gotta love them ballads. THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORK! you posts make my mornings.
Hi, there dear! Thank you so much for the request, is always much appreciated! <3 You are so freaked sweet thanx for ya kind words! I hope ya like it! And I hope you are staying safe and well! So these are probs the songs that you would find me singing if I were stuck in the past lol! 🔥🦊❤
HEADCANON: MC Singing in her native language
feat; Nobunaga, Mitsuhide and Kenshin
One night you and Nobunaga were relaxing in your shared room
Nobunaga had, had a long week and now had dark rings under his eyes
You had dragged him away from the important document to rest his head on your lap. You soothingly caressed his hence and hair, trying to coax him to sleep.
He looked up at you with pleading eyes
“Entertain me, fireball.”
He had heard you singing softly a few days ago. You were hanging out the washing and wind seemed to carry your voice to his room, giving him a renewed sense of energy for the day
“I am entertaining you, or would you rather I tickle your ears.”
Nobunaga’s eyes went wide, and he cupped his ear, narrowing his eyes at you. He had a cute little pout on his face
“Careful fireball, if you tickle me, it will be seen as a declaration of war.”
You smiled challenging at him, Nobunaga didn’t want to take any chances with you. He uncovered his ears and took your hands in his. He then intertwined his fingers with yours. He smiled triumphantly
“Okay, okay I accept defeat, how do you want me to entertain you.”
Ruby eyes stared excitingly up at yours, he gave you his signature smirk, and he asked you to sing for him
“Fine then, but it’s not going to be any good,” you rolled your eyes and started singing
“Ek sal jou nooit los nie en ek sal jou nooit vergeet
Waarvandaan ek kom en al's wat ek nou weet
In 'n wêreld vol bakleiery het jou vrede my nou beet
Want jy gee vir my 'n rede, 'n rede om te glo”
He looked into your eyes as you sang, he could tell it was some sort of a love song, he smiled up at you and closed his eyes to savor every soft sound of your beautiful voice
He had often forgotten that you had come from a completely different place and that your customs and languages were so different from his.
You would often sing these songs in your native language when you were feeling homesick
And every time you did, he would envelop you in his warm and ask you about your life, childhood, and favorite memories. Sometimes there would be a few tears, but Nobunaga would always be there to kiss them away.
He loved to hear about your life before; he would shower you with love and kisses, he knew that you had sacrificed so much to stay with him
He loved to listen to you sing, and you were only to sing to him and no one else.
He loves to rest in your lap as you softly sing. Sometimes If you are feeling particularly homesick, the roles would be revered, and Nobunaga would now be the one gently playing with your hair and singing some of his native songs to you, to ease your homesickness a bit
You were busy cleaning up your and Mitsuhide’s shared room
Little knew how sentimental the sneaky snek was; he kept a box in his cupboard filled with precious trinkets for his past
In the box was a small trinket that Nobunaga had gifted him the first time, they met. You looked at it and was flooded with memories from your past and stories your parents and grandparents used to tell you
You parents were also sentimental creatures and kept a similar box in their cupboard and as a child, you would also always open it up and gaze in wonder at the contents inside
You remembered a particular item that was hidden in the box that you stole for yourself.
It was your dad’s army jacket embroidered with your family’s surname.
You used to wear that jacket everywhere you went. You remembered how you would even wear it when you and your brother would play war games. You smiled at the memory and couldn’t help but remember your dad’s favorite song, well, to be honest, it’s one of those songs that every Afrikaans person knows
In die modder en bloed lê ek koud,
Streepsak en reën kleef teen my
En my huis en my plaas tot kole verbrand
Sodat hulle ons kan vang,
Brand nou diep, diep binne my”
Mitsuhide smiled as he walked into the room hearing his sweet mouse singing what sounded like a very passionate song in her soft voice
Once the song was done, he snuck up behind you and frightened you. He sat down, pecked you on the cheek, and looked over your shoulder to see what you were up to.
He could see you were feeling a bit homesick. He asked if you would sing him another song from your homeland.
You beamed up at him; you were feeling a little shy. “only if you don’t tease my terrible singing voice.”
“But my love, I love it when you sing so out of tune.”
You rolled your eyes and hit his chest
You softly started to sing another song from your homeland
“Well honey you're the reason
For the poet-inspired love affair
The king is gone, Rapunzel let down your hair.”
You smiled as this one was more of a love song to help lighten the mood a little
You spent the afternoon singing to Mitsuhide and reminiscing about the past
He would just sit and listen to your beautiful singing, occasionally giving you a flurry of kisses while gently stroking your soft, smooth hair.
He loved hearing stories of your childhood and family
Every so often, you would get a little homesick, but Mitsuhide would always be there listening to your stories and singing. He would hold you in his arms and remind you just how much he loves you.
TBH he has heard you sing a few songs so many times that he will join in on softly singing with you.
You were playing with the bunnies in the garden
The rabbit you were now petting in your lap was white with black ears and legs. The cutie reminded you of the bunnies you used to have back at home
You suddenly started thinking about home and your sweet buns
You used to sing to them all the time because they were an energetic bunch and would only come to you for a cuddle if you sang to them
Your family would often joke about how spoilt your bunnies were back at home
Feeling a bit nostalgic you decided to sing, to the bunny on your lap, hoping that the wind would somehow carry your voice to the ears of your bunnies back home (even if they were 500 years away)
“We leave to their goodbyes
I've come to depend on the look in their eyes
My blood's sweet for pain
The wind and the rain bring back words of a song
And they say wave goodbye….”
You softly sang a song heavy with sentimental memories
Kenshin walked in the garden hearing the wind carrying a soft whisper of a voice singing
He instantly recognized your voice
He stood and listened for a minute, not realizing a tear managed to escape and was now rolling down his cheek
He could hear the song sung carried so much emotion; he softly walked over to you
Plonked himself behind you and rested his chin on your shoulder while wrapping his arms around your waist
Kenshin wasn’t the only crowed you manage to attract with your singing as it seemed like the full army of fur balls was now at your feet, nudging your legs as if to say “don’t stop now, keep singing.”
You felt a little bashful; you had only ever really sung to your sweet bunnies, and with your mom in the car
Kenshin was now nudging your neck with his nose, like the rabbits.
You couldn’t help but smile, Kenshin is the bunny lord, after all, so singing to him would be like singing to your rabbits.
You continued to sing the whole afternoon, Kenshin love the sound of your soft voice
Since that day, Kenshin would often try and convince you to sing to him when his head rested on your lap. He would usually hum along to the tune of the songs
And every time you sang to him, the army of bunnies would gather and listen to your sweet singing while nuzzling you lovingly. It's hard to feel homesick when your new home is filled with so much love
I hope you enjoyed it dear! and once again thanx for the request friend❤!
Hehe so the songs in here are:
ELVIS BLUE - REDE OM TE GLO
Bok van Blerk - De la Rey
a-ha - Manhattan Skyline (hehe so this one is actually a Norwegian band, but omw they are so good and they are legit my mom and I favorite band! We have lots of memories attached to these songs so I felt like I just had to add it)
