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hitsuackerman · 4 years

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What in the World? (Akaashi Keiji x Reader) pt.2

Here is part 2 of WINTW? :D Enjoy!

Akaashi’s lineup: @alluring-akaashi @oikawalmart-hq @extrasugafree @bbykiyoomi @apricotjihyo @colorseeingchick @something-that-idk

links: part 1

It had been a week since you found yourself stranded in practically another dimension. The research bore very little fruit and you were sure that you were stuck in this situation. But, the feeling of not having to be cautious of the League of Villains or Yakuza was something you loved. Heck, you even decided to buy a house plant to make sure you could still practice your quirk.

It had been a few days since you agreed to become a trial manager to the volleyball club. Everything was going smoothly till a faulty chance ball was now aiming towards you. With no option to use your quirk, your mind went blank as your feet turned to stone. Yet the ball never made contact.

How did you end up here in the first place?

Oh right. Now you remember.

During the weekend, you told your other-mother that you would be taking a trip down memory lane. When asked where you planned on going, she was not expecting your answer to be your supposed previous school. Still, she simply nodded and prayed for your safety.

The teacher wasn’t kidding when she said it was far. It practically took 2 hours to reach Musutafu. Even then, things were still different. There were no high rise buildings with fancy floating signages, no agencies, and no sign of small time criminals wasting their time. Your heart sunk even more when the sight of the UA building was different. The four connected buildings were replaced with a modern looking academy. Similar to Fukurodani.

Showing your old ID, the guard let you enter.

In theory, your classroom should be on the 2nd floor. Luckily, it was the weekend so only those with supplementary classes were present. When you saw the small 2-A, you carefully peaked through the crack on the door to see if anybody was present. Judging by how the students were seated on their desks, it was safe to fully open the doors.

“(y/n)?!” The face ever present in your social media posts. Akiko. That was definitely her. Black hair, chubby, and a smile that could rival Deku’s, it pained how you knew nothing of her. “Oh my gosh! You’re actually here!”

“Couldn’t resist not visiting you two~” Safe response.

“How are things at your new academy?” Asami. Light brown hair, small voice, but definitely pretty was the one who spoke next. “Fukurodani right?”

Sitting on the desk beside Akiko, you huffed and wondered if the way you were acting was similar to how they were used to. Judging by their eager faces, it was safe to assume that you were doing things right. Maybe being yourself wasn’t too scary. Opting not to let your guard down, you merely shrugged.

“The week’s been unique.” It really was. “The subjects aren’t too far off from what we have here. And I got a flier from a 3rd year. Said something about being a manager for some club. Volleyball, I think.”

If there was one thing your dimension didn’t have, it was quirkless sports. Of course normal sports existed but living in a world where the majority possessed quirks, it would be a lie if you said you remembered the last time you played a sport for real.

“Never knew you were into sports, (y/n)...” Akiko commented as she rested her chin on her palm.

“She’s probably in it for the guys.” Asami teased and nudged your elbow. “The Owls are rather strong in the Japanese volleyball world. Have you seen their captain? I heard he’s a wild one.”

“In the sheets or on the court?” You clapped back.

“Oooh now we’re going somewhere!” The light brown hair girl seemed to enjoy gossip about boys. “Do tell us when you see him! I heard he’s as beefy as wagyu can get.”

“Ew.” If there was a beefy person in your mind, it would have to be All Might. Yet the mere thought of adoring his muscles made you want to gag. Still, being with these two women was quite fun despite only knowing them for a couple of minutes. “I’ll video call. After class.”

“So how’s you and Toshi?”

Toshi? Who the hell is Toshi? This person was not in any of your accessible socials or even messages. Not sure what to do, you looked away.

“Mimi.” Akiko quietly scolded your new friend. “Don’t remind her.”

Oh gods was this… It would definitely make sense. Whoever this Toshi was only meant that he was an ex. Damn it all for making things more complicated. Thinking that you should play dumb, you huffed and pouted.

“I have no idea who that Toshi is.”

“Can’t blame you though. It was almost as if he adored the sport more than you.” Asami nodded as she thought out loud. “Plus it was quite a bit of a shocker that you two were seeing each other. Damn those men at Shiratorizawa.”

Shira-what? Why were school names so complicated in this prefecture?

“Damn them indeed.” Standing up, you glanced at your watch and decided it was time for the long trip back home. “Anyway, I’ll call you two tomorrow since it’ll be my first day as a trial manager.”

“Always go for the setter, (y/n).” Akiko teased before you closed the door on her.

And that’s where you found yourself now. Arms crossed out in front of you in a lame attempt to shield yourself from a chance ball they failed to get inside the court. Yet the game must continue and the player whose jersey number was 5 seemingly protected you.

Sure you found Todoroki Shoto hot. Katsuki was definitely high up there too. Kirishima and his manliness? Plus points. But the sight of a quirkless volleyball athlete, whose toned stomach peaked through his shirt as he floated in air to toss the ball back to his spiker was something else. The way he landed smoothly and ran back to the battle field made your jaw drop.

“You’ll have to get used to that.” Yukie whispered as she watched you gawking at the setter. “These boys just love the sport.”

Her words flowed in and out of your ears. That was Akaashi. No doubt. There was no mistaking the same gunmetal blue eyes that met yours during the first day of your class.

“HEY! HEY! HEY!” The salt and pepper player exclaimed. His fists pumping the air as he radiated happiness. “D’yu see that spike Aghaashi?! Pretty cool right? Right?”

“It was amazing, Bokuto-san.” Akaashi replied with a deadpan face.

Aghaashi? If he was allowing that hyper 18 year old to call him that, they must be close. Your thoughts were cut when the group of men approached you and Yukie. Even in this world you were surrounded by freakishly tall men.

“So whatcha think, (y/n)-chan?” Bokuto asked as he wiped his forehead. His chest still heaving from the game. Asami wasn’t kidding when she said beefy. If anything, he really was a meal. But, your eyes lingered more on the person beside him.

“That was pretty intense~” You had to admit. Seeing a sport without the usage of quirks was rather thrilling. “I might take up the offer, Bokuto-senpai~”

“YOSHH!!” It looked as if he was about to tackle you into a hug but once again, no.5 was there to the rescue.

“Don’t forget that you’re still sweating, Bokuto-san.” Akaashi scolded the captain whose face contorted into one with sadness. Bowing as an apology, you shrugged it off. Being hugged by sweaty men was nothing new. You would have to blame Kiri and Denki for that. “Are you alright? The ball almost hit you awhile ago.”

‘With the view you gave me? Hell yeah.’ Shaking the thoughts away, you simply shrugged and smirked.

“It’s all part of the game. My reflexes were off so, it’s all fair.”

“In that case, I look forward to your decision, (l/n)-san.” He bowed and tailed the rest of the group towards the locker room. His features showing nothing as his senpai teased him about how the both of you knew each other.

“No need to worry about the captain.” Kaori assured you. A gentle smile resting on her freckled face. “He’s like a 10 year old, honestly. But, Akaashi-san is there to tame him so, it’s all balanced.”

‘I’ve handled an exploding pomeranian. An owl would be much easier.’ Smirking at your thoughts, the two girls ushered you towards the bench where you were to sign some club papers. Once your signature was printed, the two of them formally welcomed you to the small nest.

Now that practice was over, the team had just finished mopping the floors while a few of them still kept tossing on the other court. Picking up the balls, you wondered how exact their estimations had to be to score. Picturing how Bokuto managed to hit the ball just inches away from the line showed his control over physics.

“(y/n)-chan!” You turned around to be met by golden eyes and an inviting hand. “Why not show us what you got!”

“You don’t really have to, (l/n)-san.” Akaashi spoke up as well. In his hands rested a ball. His eyebrows jerked when he saw a playful smirk on your face.

“I may be small but I ain’t that weak, Akaashi-san~” It was not intended but your tone was rather flirty and you were not sure how you felt about that. In some strange way, Mineta was rubbing off on you. Damn. You needed to spend more time with Yaomomo. “I’m not really good at it though.”

“D’yu know the basics?” Bokuto asked with such a giddy expression. When you nodded, he stole a teasing look at his childhood friend. “You think you can spike baby owl?”

“I guess if you show me, I can attempt.” Replaying the amount of times you used your quirk, there was probably enough juice for you to manipulate matter around you to land a spike. If this was a chance to practice whatever was left of your quirk, so be it.

“ALRIGHT!” Bokuto jumped as he readied himself. “Akashi! Toss to me!”

“It’s ‘Akaashi’ Bokuto-san.” He met your eyes. “Would you mind throwing the ball up for me?”

“Not at all~” Because he was beside you, he handed you the ball. The moment your fingertips touched his, your breath hitched. It must have been your hormones but you felt an electrical spark. You could feel the heat traveling to your cheeks as well. “Just, uh, give me a sign.”

When Bokuto gave him the go signal, he faced you and nodded. Tossing the ball in his direction, you watched as his eyes followed the floating ball. Almost delicately, the ball landed on his fingertips and immediately tossed it back to his captain. It was quick but the next thing you heard was the sound of the ball hitting the floor.

“That’s how it’s done, baby owl!” Bokuto gave you a thumbs up. “Your turn!”

Heading to his starting point, you focused all of your quirk to your arms and feet. Regulating your quirk was nothing new so the faint glow was nothing to be too worried about. Besides, the gym’s hideous lighting was enough to cover it up. Was this considered cheating? Probably. Not like they knew about quirks anyway~

Giving Akaashi the signal, he waited for Bokuto to toss him the ball. For half a second, he stared as to where you were heading and just how high were you willing to jump. Upon realizing that you were attempting to jump as high as his senpai, he obliged and tossed it with the same amount of strength and precision he usually gives for Bokuto.

With the help of your quirk, the people in the gym felt as if you were floating on air before hitting the ball. The form you held was outstanding and the way the ball bounced off the ground till it hit the school’s logo was impressive.

“WAAAH?!!!” Bokuto practically grabbed Akaashi by his arm and dragged him all the way to you. “DO YOU PLAY? WAS THAT YOUR FIRST TIME? THAT WAS HELLA AWESOME BABY OWL!”

“He’s right.” Akaashi finally pulled himself free from his friend and fixed his shirt. “Who taught you?”

Knowing the perfect reason, you smiled. If Shiratorizawa was as famous as they were, it would be quite interesting to see their reaction.

“My ex taught me.” Gods that sounded weird, even for you.

“Ehhh? Your ex must be good if he managed to teach you that spike~” Bokuto thought out loud. “What school does he go to, (y/n)-chan?”

“Shiratorizawa.” This was getting all too funny. You were never an actress but the way you handled the situation was something you would never forget. The audible gasps of everyone in the room was fun and worth it. “I don’t talk to him anymore, though.”

“Who?” One of the third years asked.

“Ushijima.” You were more than thankful you took the time to painstakingly research all about this unknown ex.

“USHIWAKA?!” The two managers exclaimed in unison.

“Yeah. But it didn’t really last long.” And you had no idea why. “Differences were too much, I guess.”

“Why weren’t there any pictures of the both of you?” Koari asked. Her eyes wide with curiosity and cheeks tainted pink at the new found information.

“Ya’ll know how he is. He wasn’t the type to just take selfies or shit.” Was this really the reason though? You didn’t even have his number anymore. If you had known you dated a volleyball celebrity, you never would’ve took the managerial offer. Still, you would have to give credit where credit was somewhat due. “He was sweet though. I’ll have to admit.”

“How long were you guys an item, (y/n)-chan?” Bokuto asked, his arm now draped on Akaashi’s shoulder.

“Probably a few weeks at most.” That was the safest answer you could go for. Curse your ‘emotions’ for having to delete every single information you had on this Ushijima guy. Still, you were thankful for the break up otherwise things would have been a bit more awkward. “But, ey, the past is past.”

“Who would’ve known baby owl’s type was the likes of Ushiwaka~”

Stoic guys were no big deal knowing Todoroki was there to train you. And it’s not like the people in this world had severe background issues. In a way, it made you happy knowing none of these people experienced what heroes go through.

When the gym was now closed, you were now walking the streets. It still did not sink in. The reality of being in a different dimension with no one knowing who you were. You had already made a few friends and acquaintances here and there but the feeling of emptiness still lingered.

Staring at your palm, you activated your quirk just to see if the amount you used had been milked dry. Surprisingly, a small tug was still there along with a barely visible glow. Placing your hand in your pocket, you let your thoughts wander once more.

Passing by a convenience store, you decided it was time for you to build a deeper foundation with your other-mother. Entering, you searched for the chocolates aisle. The selection was nothing like you’ve seen before. Different labels with unheard of brands littered the shelves. You recalled your other-mother eating a piece but the wrapper had already been discarded.

“Great. Not even the fucking chocolates are the same here.” You complained to yourself.

“You have different chocolates in Musutafu?”

Oh shit.

Looking at the source of the familiar voice, your fingers felt numb and you could feel the heat traveling to your cheeks again. Putting your hand in your pocket, you activated your quirk and felt relaxed once more.

“Uh, somewhat?” Why did this man who smelled a bit of sweat and deodorant have to be so beautiful? He could definitely rival Tododorky in your opinion. But, you digress. Both Todoroki and Akaashi were beautiful in their own way. “Just some unfamiliar brands.”

“Do you need help in choosing, (l/n)-san?” Akaashi asked as he took one bar and read the ingredients.

“What chocolates do mother’s like?”

“If she isn’t fond of overly sweet ones,” He placed the bar back and took another one. “This’ll do it.”

Walking towards the counter, you eyed his purchase. It was an onigiri. Probably for his dinner. Once you were handed your change, he opened the door for you. Him and his gestures were something you were slowly liking.

“So where are you heading?”

Looking at the same direction, your silent invitation to walk home together was accepted. Getting to know him more was somewhat similar to Shinso back in your dimension. Both of them preferred silence and though Shinso was rather edgy during the first few days in the hero course, you were happy when his shell slowly broke down. Though Akaashi was taller by a few inches, you guessed.

When you finally arrived at your house, you bowed and said farewell. For a moment, you saw how he stared at you. Almost as if he were reading you like a limited edition book he had been saving for. Realizing that he was staring a bit too long, he finally returned your act and bid farewell.

Though it wasn’t too long. After a few steps, he turned and went towards the door.

“Holy quirks…”

How did you miss it? Why did this dimension allow you to be neighbors with such a pretty setter? You could feel it. Things were only going to get much worse.

And it did.

Just when you opened the doors to your room, you went to the window and peaked through the curtains. Just a few inches to the right, you saw another window, one with the lights on. Pointing your finger, you slowly pushed the curtain and saw a bed.

As if on cue, a familiar ball of raven hair landed on the bed. The same jacket you saw just a few minutes ago clear as the crack could offer.

“Ah shit…”

Shit indeed.

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a/n: so hows chapter 2 :) ? feel free to message me your thoughts and comment if you’d want to be added to Akaashi’s lineup! :) take care and see ya’ll in the next upload <3

#akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #haikyuu x reader #akaashi x y/n #just a hint of fluff

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retnohardiyanti · 3 years

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23:17

menapaki jalan menuju akhirat itu harus semangat,

ingin ketemu Allah di surga kan? Ingin jumpa juga dengan Rasulullah kan?

Yoshh, harus semangat .

Bisaa yook bisaa,

Semangat melangkah walau kecil tapi harus istiqomah.

jangan masukkan dunia ke hatimu yaa, cukup di tangan aja, secukupnya,oke

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ann-pendragon-love · 4 years

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Yoshh!

Sabigiyuuweek2020, firsth day : Childhood. I decided to work it on traditional Art.

I hope you like it 💕

🦊💕🌊

#kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanart #demon slayer #demon slayer tomioka #sabigiyuuweek2020 #sabigiyuu #Sabigiyuuweek #kny sabito #sabito #tomioka giyuu #anime #watercolor #painting #childhood

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krispx · 3 years

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[ 22.04.21 ]

I think I will finish my day early for today. I want to go to sleep after writing this and study in the morning. Wheew...

What I want to do tomorrow:

Brainstorming for tutorial discussion

Make questions and answers

Prepare the event

Follow up the design team (IG story template, speakers certificate, and background), make pre-test and post-test, proposal follow up, last publication attempt, contact the speakers, share the VBG and meeting link. Yoshh.. The team is great and doing their best. We can do this!

I will do other tasks after the event preparation is done.

I spent my day in online classes and reading. I feel glued to this chair. Lol.

Anyway, I finished 5 days of one-hour reading challenge :D I feel great. I really want to continue that challenge. I will probably post it here if I read something.

Have a good day!

~ Krispx Out

#diary #journal #online diary #daily journal #self improvement #100 days of productivity #productivity #blog post #personal blog #study blog #blog positivity #personal

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yuumasstuff · 3 years

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Yoshh, trending on Twitter :)

#oikawa torū #haikyuu #karasuno #kageyama tobio #aoba johsai

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creambunnie · 4 years

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imagine handsome schoolmate!Hendery helping you .

you dragged yourself to school. it was the first day of your period and your cramps were killing you. you wanted to stay at home but you had a test and the teacher for the subject was too strict . he definitely won't let you off easily for skipping his test just because of a "mere stomach cramp" . ugh you wish you could just punch him in the guts for him to understand the suffer girls go through every month .

you clutched your belly as you walked slowly to your classroom. you groaned when you suddenly felt a really sharp pain. you squatted and wrapped your arms around your belly . you buried your head in between your knees as you mumbled your cries.

students passed by you quickly as they rushed to their own classrooms. you wanted to just cry out loud but you didn't have the energy to even do that. a few minutes passed,the pain didn't seem to soothe down.

you decided to stay in that position for a while when you felt a hand tapping your shoulder lightly.

"hey,are you okay?". a sweet voice asked.

you looked up, tears stained your pale face. you wiped them as you shook your head. "my period cramps are horrible. i can't walk properly...".

normally you would be embarrassed to talk about period with guys but you just wanted someone to help you.

the guy with the name tag "Hendery" frowned as he took you by your arm. he wrapped his arm around your waist as he helped you stand up. he wrapped your arm around his shoulder as he led you to the nurse room. "let me help you okay, it must be uncomfortable for you to stay like that.". you just nodded and let Hendery bring you to the nurse room.

Hendery helped you lie down on the bed and went to the nurse to inform her about your condition. after the nurse was enlightened, she gave you a hot pack to put on your belly as you didn't want to take in any of the period cramps pills.

you wrapped your body with the blanket and buried your face into the soft pillow. you moved around to find a comfortable position before slowly dozing off to sleep . totally forgetting about Hendery who was watching you all these while . Hendery chuckled at your actions as he sat on the chair beside your bed.

you woke up after a few hours of a good nap. your cramps were a bit soothed down but not totally. you gasped when you saw Hendery's head lying at the edge of your bed . you gulped as you patted his arm to wake him up.

"erm Hendery.. right? don't you need to go to your classes ? ". you asked hesitantly.

Hendery rubbed his eyes cutely and looked at his watch. "ahh, don't worry , i initially wanted to skip my first class!i hateeeee literature.". Hendery told as he yawned. "are you feeling better?". he asked concernly.

you blushed as you finally had the time to scan his prince-like face. you nodded and looked away . "ye--yeah, i feel a bit relaxed now.". Hendery flashed a cute smile as he patted your head.

"rest well okay? it's lunch time right now. i'll go first to meet my friends. you want anything from the cafeteria?". Hendery said as he stood up. you shook your head at his offer and gave a small smile. "it's okay, you should go now.". you said.

Hendery nodded and waved at you before exiting the nurse room.

the nurse who helped you earlier walked to your bed and nudged you softly. "is that handsome boy your boyfriend?". she teased. you blushed as you shook your head no. well, you wished he was.

that was the start of your crush on Hendery. well looks aside, he had a really good heart. he was understanding too. Hendery wasn't like most guys who look down on girls while they're having their period cramps. he didn't see it as something light. Hendery made sure you were feeling better before leaving you . he was a gentleman. Hendery helped you when no one did. he really was your dream man.

a few days after the incident, you kept seeing Hendery in the hallways. well maybe you guys had always passed by each other but didn't really know one another. now that you guys recognised each other,Hendery would always wave at you when he sees you. you would wave back shyly and walk away quickly before his friends could tease you.

after thinking about the day over and over again, you finally realised you didn't get the chance to thank him properly. so when you saw him in the hallways again you quickly walked up to him.

"hey Hendery , is it fine if we meet up here after school for a bit ? ". you asked.

Hendery gave a small smile and nodded his head. "sure! i'll see you later !". you smiled before walking away as your heart skipped a beat. *this is dangerous for my heart* you whined in your mind as you planned to buy some yummy snacks to gift him.

after school, you waited for him at the planned place. you stared out the window and saw students rushing out of school. you smiled at the scene before facing the front only to be welcomed by a handsome face a few inches away from your own face. you gasped and let out a small squeak as you stepped back .

Hendery who was bending down to your eye level straightened up and laughed out loud as he saw your cute reaction. he ended his laugh with a cute squeak and wiped his tears from laughing too hard. "i'm so sorry, you're just too cute.". you gulped at his words , preventing yourseld from blushing harder.

"so why did you want to meet me?". Hendery asked.

you gave a small smile and was about to explain when his phone rang as he got a text. he apologised as he read the text. Hendery replied to the text quickly before looking back at you.

"ah sorry, my girlfriend is searching for me so i told her my location.". Hendery explained.

you blinked as you felt your heart dropped to your stomach. "your gi--girlfriend?". you stuttered.

Hendery smiled shyly and nodded. "yeah,, oh there she is! babe over here!".

a cute girl with a shoulder length hair came running to Hendery with two bottles of banana milk in her hands. she passed one to Hendery before interwining their free fingers together.

you held the straps of your bag tighter as you witnessed the whole scene.

"babe , this is y/n , the girl i told you about the other day!". the girl gave you a wide smile as she reached her arm out to shake hands with you.

"ah!! hii i am Xiaoxi! i am glad Hendery could help you the other day!". she said cheerfully. you shook hands with her and gave a small smile.

"ye-yeahh,, i was about to properly thank Hendery just now. i realised i didn't get to thank him properly the other day...". you managed to breathe out.

Hendery chuckled and shook his head. "it was fine really, i hate seeing others suffering. if you need any help , don't hesitate to approach us, okay?". Xiaoxi nodded her head agreeing with her boyfriend. "if he had ignored you , i would beat the hell out of him. boys are supposed to be gentlemen, right?". you nodded at her statement and forced a chuckle. "ri--right, i'll go first then? thanks again for everything!". you said and quickly bid them goodbye before walking away from them.

you sat on one of the school benches. staring out of space , still having mixed feelings about your crush having a girlfriend. well, you didn't really expect him to like you back. you were just a someone. 'the girl he helped' girl. you didn't dislike Xiaoxi, she was lovely.

you sighed for the nth time that day as you stared at the banana milk in your hands.

"the banana milk won't taste as great if you sigh so sadly like that.". a voice startled you. you looked up and saw a boy that you recognised as one of Hendery's friends. his nametag read 'Yangyang'.

you gave him a sad smile and stretched out your hand to pass him the beverage. "you can have it.". you said as you stood up from the bench. Yangyang took the milk with a confused face . "are you sure?". you smiled more sincerely this time as you watched the boy in front of you frowned cutely.

"yes , hmm i guess i'll go back now. enjoy the drink!". you said as you slinged your bag on your shoulder and walked away.

Yangyang poked the milk with a straw and sipped on it happily as he watched you walk away.

*i'm gonna make you happier, i promise* .

a/n : yoshh hope you guys enjoyed this 💕

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kue-rangi · 3 years

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I wanna do this while im sketching or something else hahaha 👀

#ask awayyy yoshh #ramble #im bored so lets gooo!

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rintihan-galau · 4 years

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Ini post akan menjadi kenang kenangan kelak kalo brand saya, Safardina, udah sukses.

Sekarang belom, tapi ya suatu saat kali. Bikin postnya dari sekarang. Kalo udah sukses baru mengenang susah payah merintis dari nol, hmpfh, itu mah udah mainstream. Mending dari belom sukses saya cerita susah payah merintis dari nol.

Jadi saya punya brand hijab di IG @safardina.treasure (yang punya instagram, ayo follow, ga beli gapapa yang penting berkontribusi nambahin followers saya).

Baru launching, masih belom ada apa apanya lah. Ibarat hamil, ini masih masa masa harus minum penguat kandungan karena rawan keguguran.

--ngeluh ngeluh mulai bagian ini--

Mulai dari desain hijabnya, packagingnya, ekstrasnya, terus foto foto, bikin iklan, IG post, konsep karakter, gambar gambar, semua saya yang pikirin, saya yang kerjain. Suami saya tiap diminta bantuin, katanya ga bisa, ga ngerti, ga ada jiwa seni, pokoknya ga lah, never say never. Kontribusi suami saya ya jadinya paling buat nganter paketnya ke ekspedisi.

Saya ngga pake fotografer/model karena beberapa alasan (takut ngga sreg, takut ga masuk budgetnya, takut corona juga, dll) jadi saya kerjain sendiri. Modelnya saya, fotografernya suami, set di rumah samping cucian. Udah mana suami bener bener ga bisa moto. Capek saya ngeditnya.

Kalo ada yang nanti komen: "kok ga ada mukanya?"

Ga ada mukanya aja ngeditnya 4 hari 4 malam, gimana ada mukanya? Corona ilang baru launching tu katalog.

Di sini saya bener bener capek, mungkin harusnya saya bikin ini ada partnernya. Mungkin saya harusnya reseller aja. Mungkin saya harusnya punya karyawan buat urusan desain dan sosmed (karena itu yang paling capek). Mungkin saya harusnya beli aja desain, template, atau nyomot nyomot ini itu ga mikir sendiri biar ga capek.

Tapi saya orang yang menghargai copyright, saya berhati hati banget untuk ga menggunakan gambar, musik, bahkan font yang tidak free for commercial use. Bahkan yang free for commercial use tapi harus pake attribution pun ga saya ambil karena saya bingung ngasih attributionnya gimana. Daripada nanti pemilik karyanya nuntut gimana? Kan ga ada yang tau kalo misal brand saya jadi gede terus tiap postingan saya di masa lalu ditelusurin netizen. Kayak Awkarin gitu. Males kan saya kalo keluar duit buat sewa lawyer.

Beberapa hari terakhir ini saya malah belajar marketing. Tadinya pake paid promote tapi hmm ternyata kurang nampol. Akhirnya saya coba pake instagram ads/facebook ads. Pusing belajar CPM CTC CTR dan segala macem buat ngiklan tapi ternyata kesuksesan lewat iklan juga tidak semudah itu, Samsuri. Budget cuma secuil, tweak iklan sana sini.

Kenapa ga endorse selebgram?

Ya Allah, kalo budget banyak mah udah saya endorse Selena Gomez sekalian.

Udah mana saya ga pernah main FB, ya. Ya Allah sarjana IT dari institut terbaik bangsa tapi mau bayar FB ads aja dari malem ampe jam 2 siang baru tau caranya. Malu saya ama dosen yang udah ngelulusin.

Effort yang saya keluarkan buat ini tuh bener bener besar dan melelahkan karena ya, itu, saya ngelakuin semua sendiri. Berapa kali minta bantuan suami tapi ybs tidak menunjukkan inisiatif untuk membantu. Misalnya pas saya minta dia jadi fotografer, itu kalo saya gak ngirim ngirim link teknik fotografi dasar mungkin dia ga bakal baca.

Lagian kan jualan ga semuanya soal seni, ya. Ga ada jiwa seni masih bisa dong bantuin hal lain, cari vendor box kek, listing influencer kek apalah, toh buanyak sekali hal yang perlu dilakukan, banyak yang perlu dipelajarin. Tapi tidak dilakukan juga. Tiap hari dia main IG ama youtube. Daripada nonton review gadget yang ga bakal kebeli juga, kenapa ga nonton tutorial pasang FB ads? Susah emang kalo ga ada panggilan jiwa.

Saya tipe orang yang berkeyakinan kalau saya belajar, saya bisa, meskipun ga jago. Yaudah saya aja, biar cepet. Marah-marah kan juga buang energi. Kalau yang diandalkan nggak mau jadi orang yang bisa diandalkan, saya ngandelin diri saya sendiri aja.

Alhamdulillahnya, saya bisa desain, nulis, ngonsep, riset, pemasaran, sosmed, IT, segala macem saya bisa (belajar). Jadi sejauh ini ya saya. Cuma saya ini cuma seorang, tangan saya cuma dua. Jadi kalo semuanya saya, udah pasti capeknya berlipat lipat ganda. Tekanan ke mental saya juga berlipat ganda, jadi gampang stress.

Belom lagi menghadapi orang orang yang minta gratis. Kalian pikir ini hanya cerita dalam dongeng yang dibesar besarkan pekerja kreatif?! Tidak, kejadian orang orang minta gratis ini benar benar dialami olehku. Minta gratis katanya hitung hitung promosi, jiaaahhh promosi ke siapa followers aja cuma 38.

Btw, saya mau ngaku dosa. Gatau ngaku ke siapa karena kalo ke Allah, pasti Allah juga udah tau.

Saya main Faladdin. Itu lho, app yang ramalan.

Sebenernya saya juga ga nganggep itu ramalan, lebih ke buat motivasi saya aja. Abis hasil ramalannya bagus bagus mulu kayak, kamu bentar lagi naik jabatan, suamimu akan naik jabatan, kamu akan mendapat income berlimpah, usahamu akan sukses dalam 7 minggu, kamu harus percaya diri.

Memang muluk sekali. Mana naik jabatan lagi, mustahal bat. Tapi bagi saya yang lagi capek dan capeknya belum terbayar, saya perlu dibilangin kayak gitu biar pandangan saya ga suram suram amat.

Agak sedih, ya. Dah biarin aja, biar girang.

Semoga Allah mengampuni dosa saya main aplikasi ramalan meskipun tujuannya begitu 😭

Saya berterima kasih banget sama temen temen yang udah support saya dan bisnis kecil saya. Yang beli, yang promoin ke orang, yang retweet, yang like, yang follow, yang share, yang doain, pokoknya semua, saya berterima kasih.

Kalian ngga tau aja pas hari-H launching saya udah kayak mau pengumuman SNMPTN. Panas dingin, stress, karena ga percaya diri. Sekarang udah ada beberapa yang laku, ga banyak tapi lumayan lah, saya bisa lebih percaya diri meskipun ga terlalu.

Yoshh semangat minna ikuzooo!!!!

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