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Hi! You may call me 🫖 anon.

Can I request a shumika x ftm reader (closed poly established, committed relationship) fic? Maybe soft gentle smut like sickeningly sweet and aftercare. Like they just are taking care of each other and pampering each other after reader has had a really stressful and busy work week as a designer. Praise, body worship etc. My first time sending a request I’m so sorry if this is slightly vague, please take your time!

Hi there 🫖 anon! This is such an adorable idea! I hope I portrayed it how you were hoping. Let me know what you think and have a lovely day :) Also, it wasn't too vague. Don't worry at all!

⋯ ✦ characters shu itsuki & mika kagehira ⋯ ✦ tags fluff, smut, praise, body worship, stressed reader, dom!shu, dom!mika, he/him pronouns, ftm!reader ⋯ ✦ summary reader seems to have overworked themselves once again. good thing shu and mika are there to help you through your overexertion <3

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With trembling hands, you placed down your needle. You tried to ignore the way your joints ached, the way your skin burned, and the way your eyes could barely stay open. Shu had always tried to tell you not to overwork yourself. The designer does it himself; the least he can do is tell his lovely boyfriend to avoid the mistakes he's made. "When your hands begin to feel a sense of soreness, place everything down and take some breaths into your lungs. You are talented in this craft, mon chéri, however, do not damage your precious self for it.' Those words reverberated in your head as you realized you didn't follow Shu's instructions. Yet, did you have a choice? There was a deadline for releasing this piece—a gorgeous, embroidered white blazer with gold stitchings etched around the buttons and collar. Shu had always told you that your works rivaled his own, and he wasn’t wrong.

It started to hit you all at once. Since when had the soreness in your body gotten so prominent? Since when was your vision giving out on you. No, no! You had to stay awake! You only had three days to get the piece finished! You’d be damned if you gave up now. The world came to a standstill, if for only a few moments. Your vision was clouded by your work. Your unnerving amount of work that had overtaken your entire week. God, you wanted to sleep. You really did. You closed your eyes, just for a second, perhaps to get an iota of relief. You sat there in silence, in whispers of uncertainty, and let the gears of your thoughts slowly stop turning.

“Y/N?” A familiar voice echoed through your head. Were you dreaming? You felt rather floaty in your seat. You didn’t hear the voice again, and instead, imagined yourself in your bed. Basking in the delicate sheets, reveling in the way soft cotton kisses your skin carefully. Your boyfriends, Shu and Mika, would be there with you, as they always were. Mika was adamant to never leave your side. So was Shu, but he was less physically affectionate. Even so, you imagined his skilled hand caressing your shoulder, whispering words in soft breaths against your ears. Mika would be curled up on your figure, arms and legs wrapped around you, a smile on his face. It felt so real. Almost like a hand really was on your shoulder.

“Y/N??” A familiar smooth voice cascaded its way through the room. Your eyes slowly opened, fixating on the man standing above you. His hand rested gently on your shoulder, pink locks brushed with nothing short of absolute precision. Sharp eyes pierced yours in a look that dripped disappointment. Shades of regret clouded your conscience.

“My dear, what are you doing? You have been in here for four…no, five hours now?”

You groaned, rubbing your face with both hands.

“Yeah… I’m just trying to finish this piece…It’s a pain in my ass,” you sighed.

“Your work is exquisite as always, my dear, but your well-being should be at the forefront of your priorities,” Shu softly explained, hand rubbing your shoulder in soft circles.

“I know, I just need to—“

“Non. Your work will still be here tomorrow. Come, we are going to sleep. Kagehira is already getting prepared for bed.”

You just rubbed your face once again, head falling onto the desk. “I’ll be there in a minute. Make my spot in bed warm, please.”

Shu scoffs, goes silent, and before he speaks again, you feel strong arms wrapping around your figure to lift you out of your own seat.

“Shu—“

“Shush. We are going to bed,” he whispered, fixing some of the needles on your desk so that the string didn’t get tangled. He arranged them accordingly, and flipped the switch of your lamp. You couldn’t really fight him on this, so you decided to let it happen. You closed your eyes, and after just a mere few seconds, you were already where you needed to be.

Shu placed you down on the edge of the bed. You watched as Mika exited the bathroom, smelling fresh, dressed in the pajama set Shu had sewn for him.

“Ah, there ya are!” Mika smiled, bringing you into an instant hug. He nuzzled his head against you, kissing at your cheek before sitting next to you and staring at Shu. He was so affectionate.

“Kagehira, will you help me redress him?”

You were stunned for a second, to say the least.

"'Course oshi-san!"

Yes, you were stunned. But at the same time, you weren't going to pass up an opportunity like this. You smiled, sighing softly as Shu placed his large hands at the hem of your shirt, almost as if to ask for permission. You nodded as he lifted the shirt off your body. Mika had ran off to the dresser to find your pajamas.

Shu eyed your body, watching the way your arms trembled each time you moved them.

"Your body is so exhausted, Y/N," Shu notes with concern, lifting your arm and massaging it softly. He always did this to both you and Mika. Checking your muscles, your joints and your skin. Making sure you were okay.

"I get it, I overworked myself. I'm sorry," You sighed.

"Do not let my words make you believe you owe me an apology. I am so very proud of you," Shu praised softly. You felt your skin getting warmer as his eyes scavenged your body. By the time Mika was back with the pajamas, he had laid them on the bed next to you, staring with Shu in awe.

"Oshi-san, ya been saying he's workin' so hard..." Mika began, hands landing on your stomach.

"Yes, Kagehira. He has," Shu smiles softly, planting a kiss on your forehead. You were waiting for them to grab your pajamas, but you gave up, opting to reach for them yourself. Mika's hand landed on yours before you could grab them, and he just stared at you with a soft smile. He gave Shu a knowing look, as if they were silently agreeing on something.

In mere seconds, Mika positioned himself behind you on the bed, pulling you back until your head rested on his lap in a laying position. Shu masterfully removed his belt with one hand, one knee going between your legs to hover over you on the bed.

"He's been working so hard, that perhaps he deserves a reward for it, does he not?" Shu eyes Mika with a smirk. Mika just nods, looking down at you, fingers coursing through your hair.

"Is that okay with you?" Shu asks.

"Of course, I'm just... I'm really tired, so I'm sorry if-"

"It don't matter if yer tired! In fact, that's even better! Means we get t' treat ya," Mika smiled

And god, was he right. And fuck, is that all you needed right now. They eyed you like you were the finest work of art.

"Oh, sweet boy," Shu whispers in shades of crimson against your skin.

In that moment, you swore they were experts of keeping your heart beating; without them, you were almost sure it would stop.

Mika continued to run his hands through your hair.

"He is really sweet, ain't he?" Mika asked, almost rhetorically, but they both knew the answer to that. Mika leaned over to kiss your forehead, while Shu's lips fell upon your neck. They both kissed you so softly, as if you were made of glass.

Shu's soft hands were your medication; your heartsong and your light, for his love dripped from each and every fingertip and seeped right into your very soul.

Mika hummed as Shu kissed you, reveling in the way you both looked.

"Yer so handsome, Y/N. I wish ya wouldn't overwork yerself like that..." Mika sounded almost sad, and for a moment, you felt bad. Like you had disappointed them.

"Makes me wanna work harder, just cuz yer doin' it! Yer out here inspirin' me 'n all that!"

The smile returned to your face. He was proud of you, and you knew that.

Shu finally lifted his lips from your skin, breathing out in exasperation. "If I do not stop now, I will be worshipping your skin for hours, my dear. Every part of you is nothing short of perfection; a work of art that I have been so lucky to get my hands upon. Tell me, how is it possible that someone like you has entered our lives?"

Admittedly, you were unsure of what to say. He was so sickeningly sweet, it hurt.

"Ya don't have t' answer that. Just sit there 'n look nice like ya always do!" Mika smiles, replacing his lap with a pillow as he switched positions. Shu and Mika looked at each other, silently agreeing on something once again. Shu moved behind you, sitting you upwards and pulling you into his lap. Your back rested against his clothed chest as his large arms snaked around your waist. Mika, in front of you, pulled down his sweatpants, to be left only in his boxers.

You wondered how you'd become so lucky.

Mika opened a drawer, pulling out a small package and a bottle, removing his boxers and pouring lube onto his protected length. Shu was rubbing your body the entire time, lips at the shell of your ear.

"Kagehira and I are going to take care of you. You are not to work any harder than you already have been," Shu whispered. You nodded. "Good boy."

As sunlight enters raindrops and emerge as rainbows, love enters your soul in the most delicate ways. Mika's hands land upon your hips; Shu's lips land upon your neck. Mika slowly pushed a finger towards your entrance, watching your face change expression at the feeling.

"'S okay, Y/N. Yer doin' so good. 'M so proud of ya. Just gotta prepare ya, 'kay?" Mika praised, pushing a finger in.

"Start with one, then switch to two, Kagehira. And my dear boy, tell him if it is too much, okay?" Shu's voice had never sounded more comforting. Although he wasn't in a position to do much to you, his words were enough.

It felt orgasmic, the way his long, deft fingers pushed inside of you. You clenched around them, wishing to feel them go deeper. Mika understood your urgency, curling his fingers one, twice, then pulling them out.

"Are you ready, my dear?" Shu asked softly, lips still at the shell of your ear. His hands ran up your body, fingers ghosting over your nipples.

"Mhm... Yeah... God, I'm ready..." You leaned your head back into Shu. You felt so comfortable, so warm between the two. Mika smiled down at you, length lining up with your entrance. He brought you into a kiss, gorgeous eyes staring into yours as he pushed in. Your hips almost lifted off of the bed, but Shu placed his hands on them to keep them down. To keep you grounded. They knew just how to take care of you.

You moaned softly, Mika filling you up just right. He felt so warm inside of you, like he was made for you. Mika's eyes closed. He always got so sensitive when he first went inside.

"Good boy, Kagehira," Shu praised, turning his eyes to you. "And good boy, Y/N. Your body is absolute perfection. So handsome, so angelic. It is as if you were sent here straight from the heavens, my dear." Shu couldn't help but continue to kiss your neck as Mika's thrusts sped up.

"Mnnghh... I love ya... Ya feel s-so good, Y/N! 'M so proud of ya... S-So proud..." Mika rambled, eyes closing as he fucked deeper into you. You felt a coil in your stomach slowly building up each time he bottomed out.

"These arms are immaculate," Shu praised as he lifted them, almost as if he were inspecting them. "Your shoulders, and your neck. The way your nose is shaped and the softness of your lips; all immaculate. Perfection. I love you dearly."

You tried your best to focus on Shu's words while Mika continued to thrust into you. Shu intertwined his fingers with your own, while Mika took your other hand. He squeezed it, signaling that he was close. So were you.

"I'm close! Fuckfuckfuck, I'm close..." You moaned, breath shaky from the combination of their actions. Mika's mouth hung open, eyes half lidded during eye contact. His pace sped up, urging for both of your releases.

"Nghhh! Y-You can d-do it, Y/N. Yer so good, c'mon..." Mika praised.

"You are so very good, Y/N. Come on, you deserve it now. You can do this, mon chéri."

Both of their encouragement was all you needed to send you over the edge. Goosebumps arose on your skin as the coil in your stomach came undone. The feelings of Shu's big, warm figure behind you and Mika's cock filling you crashed down onto you all at once. You put your hand over your mouth to muffle a loud moan, but Shu pulled it off.

"There you go. We want to hear you. You sound like the finest melody," Shu smiled. Mika thrusted a few more times into you before climaxing himself, laying his head down onto your chest to breathe heavily, drool dripping onto your skin.

"Good job, my boys," Shu caressed both you and Mika's heads. You didn't even feel like this was real. All you could do was lay there in a euphoric daze.

Shu was quick to raise from the bed, promising to be right back. He came back to help clean you two up, with water glasses, and new clothes. He silently dressed you as both you and Mika fought a slumber. He lifted you two into bed, so that your head was resting on Mika's chest. Shu spooned you from behind, kissing your cheek.

"Please, dear Y/N. Be more careful when you are working," Shu whispered. You could only nod, agreeing to at least try and not go past your limits.

"Mmm, but I like pamperin' ya like this! Maybe ya should work hard more often!"

Shu sighed, laughing. "Non, Kagehira! That is not how we fix this issue."

You laughed along with him. You were most certainly going to try to work less hard, but if this is how you got treated every time, was it really worth it?

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mamichigo · 2 years

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shumika // first meeting (nobility au)

note: in this au, shu as a performer prefers feminine terms as a form of gender expression. this is NOT a genderbend.

Theater wasn't usually an underground activity, was it…? Mika didn't know much about any form of art the nobility seemed to love so much, but he was at least sure that they normally weren't this much of a complicated ordeal. He glanced at the flier in his hands for the fourth time that night: Dramatica, it read at the top in big, cursive letters. As far as he'd heard, it was a peculiar group that performed without any bit of publicity—they simply sent out invites to random guests, regardless of their social standing.

The one responsible for getting Mika in was napping away in the seat next to him. He adjusted his position a little so his friend's head wouldn't slip down. Despite the sudden movement and the buzz of chatter around them, Ritsu didn't even twitch in response.

(Three days ago, Ritsu had invited him in this manner:

"Secchan and Tsukipi are honeymooning again, and Succhan can't be discreet to save his life," he grumbled. "You should come to this play with me."

Mika stopped dusting the shelves in the Sakuma residency's library and turned to Ritsu. He blinked owlishly.

"...We gotta be discreet fer that sorta thing?" Mika asked, his confusion getting the best of him.

"Not usually, just for this particular play. You're not supposed to reveal your identity, something about how nobles peacocking around would distract the audience from 'true art'. I've heard the lead actress is picky about things like that." Ritsu yawned largely from his place on the ground. He skimmed the book in his hand, looking disinterested. "More importantly, my brother was the one to invite me, so I don't want him to know I'm there."

"Wouldn't it be okay to just let 'im know?"

Ritsu turned the page; ten seconds passed. That was that, then.)

If there was any comfort to be found in this strange situation, it was that the crowd really was mixed—if it wasn't for his knowledge of fabrics and their quality, Mika wouldn't have spotted the nobles chatting with other attendants. He could do without the full masks, however: it made everyone's gaze all that more prominent.

Without warning, the lights went off. There was no announcement or any sort of introduction—before he knew it, the play had already started. Mika stared at the stage in a daze.

"Ah, that's probably her…" Ritsu whispered quietly into his ear, almost making Mika jump out of his skin in surprise. Ritsu pressed a finger to his own lips, then pointed to the stage. "Look."

A woman in a stunning gown walked onto the stage. Like everyone else inside the theater, she wore a mask—adorned with white flowers and strings of pearl—but her eyes shone in the light like jewels, lilac and coldly beautiful. She looked down on the audience in a haughty manner. He couldn't tell if that was just part of her character, but Mika squirmed in his seat all the same when her gaze swept across the theater.

Was this the actress Ritsu had mentioned? She certainly had the kind of presence that commanded attention. He sat up straighter in his seat, irrationally afraid to look anything other than pristine in front of her.

The play soon kicked into action. The actress he saw at the beginning appeared often, but she wasn't the "hero" of the story. Maybe they were supposed to cheer for the protagonist, who went through a moral dilemma on whether he should kill the crazed woman or not. Instead, Mika found himself at the edge of his seat as the woman struggled and fought to recruit others to her cause. Everyone else on that stage became side characters in Mika's eyes as he rooted for the woman's victory.

"I, alone, am the master of this world," she declared firmly, her deep voice echoing in a mesmerizing harmony. "Will you fight your faith or be washed away in its waves? I'll realize your every desire, as long as you come along with me."

Looking at the audience, the actress extended a hand out in invitation. For a moment, a mere second, it felt as if she was looking straight at— into him. For the first time, Mika found he didn't mind someone's gaze, lost in it as the theater became quiet around him. On stage, the lilac-eyed actress glowed like a god. Mika raised a hand towards her.

"Mikarin."

Just like that, the god was gone, the moment was shattered—like a spell being dispersed. Mika realized what he had been about to do and smiled sheepishly at Ritsu, his cheeks burning. It was a relief that Ritsu didn't seem upset, just amused—though the hint of mischief in his lopsided grin spelled out trouble for Mika.

"Mikarin," he called again, leaning even closer so his whisper was lost to everyone but the two of them. "Have you fallen in love?"

A denial burned on his tongue, but it refused to leave his mouth. Around them, the audience suddenly stood up, clapping as loudly as the beat of Mika's heart. He had missed the ending scene, he realized. With a quick and apprehensive glance, he found the lead actress lying in a heap on the ground, slayed by the so-called hero.

He did not know her name yet, but Mika thought she might as well be called Destiny.

"I'll talk to my brother," Ritsu said. "He could probably introduce you two."

"No need t'do that fer me! Really!" He protested in a panic. The Sakuma siblings' shaky relationship was a well-known fact—why Ritsu would swallow his pride for something like this was beyond him.

"Don't think she'd want to talk t' me anyways…" He mumbled.

Ritsu huffed, but set his hand gently on the crown of Mika's head, ruffling his hair in small pats.

"You should be more confident," he scolded. "Mikarin is a good and bright person after all."

Although he tried to thank him, what left his mouth was a strange squeak that made Ritsu chuckle. If he felt like teasing Mika more, Ritsu reserved it for another time, as he turned to watch the stage.

Soon, the cast was back on stage. Someone with flowing, light hair spoke with a large grin as he thanked the audience. To his right, the woman in the floral mask remained taciturn, not bothering to introduce herself, much less speak at all. He was so lost in his staring, Mika didn't notice her turn her head until it was too late to look away. She held his gaze almost in challenge. Strangely, Mika felt as if she had been smiling under her mask.

The moment was gone as she lowered herself into a bow, delicate and picture-perfect. The play came to its end, and she disappeared beyond the curtain like a dream. He could still see her silhouette, engraved under his eyelids.

One day, perhaps, he'd get to meet her: his Destiny.

#shu itsuki #mika kagehira #shumika #enstars #my writing

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itiaskia · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Did my other hxh specific one on @mysterypond

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

98.

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

340,320

3. What fandoms do you write for?

HxH - 2021-2023

Ensemble stars - 2023

Everything else is just one-offs

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

I did this one on the other account with the notoriou Fics Georg included... Instead I'll do top 5 fics of 2023

5) Mon Dieu! - Pretty 5 group chat fic

4) a little doll told me - Mika + Madonee interactions, Nursing Era

3) The Portrait of Mika Kagehira - shumika crack fic

2) a flower may wither or bloom -delving a little deeper into acanthe

1) rose tinted looking glass - my attempt at writing a Valkyrie Climax Event- predominately written before Raison D'être but the later chapters are inspired by it.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always. I appreciate the effort people put into commenting, so typically I try to respond with the same effort level as they put in.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

the worm that hath eat of a king - not even going to say what this one is about just mind the tags and read it

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

rose tinted looking glass is uplifting after a shit ton of angst

8. Do you get hate on fic?

All the time lol. If you ever see comment moderation on one of my fics just assume something bad happened there.

9. Do you write smut?

Yes and no, I usually use nsfw fics on this account for nsfw humor or as a backdrop for introspection. I don't expect anyone to get off reading them but if you can, more power to ya.

10. Do you write crossovers?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yep! Multiple times lmfao

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yep

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! (Shared on @mysterypond so I don't @ my friend again for no reason)

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I am obsessed currently with nazuna/shu/mika and all their duo combos... exvalkyrie <3

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t?

My dollmaker psychological horror au lol

16. What are your writing strengths?

Tbh I feel I'm skilled at most aspects of writing but the ones I would stay outshine the others are my wordplay and my dialogue.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Biting off more than I can chew. I seldom finish the multichapters I plan, which is why I usually wait until I finish writing it to post.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I do it all the time if applicable idc. I'm trilingual, and know bits and pieces of like another 4, I'll throw translations into the notes but I don't see why people get annoyed with it. There's plenty of fics on ao3 lol.

This is more applicable for the enstars fics because.... Shu....

19. First fandom you wrote for?

pokémon... in like, 2007....

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Probably rose tinted looking glass and its companion give and take and the half-written sequel to both of these despite me having complicated feelings I do care about it a lot and I'm proud of how it turned out.

I tag~ anyone who sees and wants to do this.

#wil’s grimoire

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