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Spring Troupe Cuddling HCs
*PS this may be a little bit OOC, my first time writing anyone in spring troupe
Sakuya
Sakuya’s embraces are always so warm and full of love, his eyes sparkle when you let him know that you just want to even be close to him. 
If you’re feeling sleepy, he’ll start reading over his lines for an upcoming play softly while you lazily play with his hair. 
He does tend to ask questions while you guys are keeping each other company. Asking if he’s hugging you too tight, if where his hands are currently are okay, if you’re too warm, too cold, etc etc.. 
It’s the sweetest sentiment but to calm his nerves planting a kiss on his cheek will immediately stop him in his nervous tracks, burying his face in the back of your shirt in embarrassment. 
Sakuya for the most part likes to be the big spoon, hands interlaced with yours while you face away or towards him. 
Sakuya’s pretty shy about being the little spoon, as he gets flustered but feels immensely loved and cared for if he is. 
Masumi
Masumi is very protective of you while the two of your are in each other’s presence, it only accelerates if you two were to be in each others arms. 
He always makes sure your close to him, that you fall asleep first so he can admire you in a constant light.
Constantly twirling his fingers softly through your hair, gently pushing stray strands behind your ear to get a better look at the face he loves so much.
Masumi loves showering you in compliments when you two are this close, whispering to you how much he appreciates you and loves you, his words making you flush in embarrassment.
Besides that, he’s not much of a talker while cuddling, instead it’s comfortably peaceful and quiet with him. The small actions that Masumi does, like pulling you in closer or pressing tiny gentle kisses across your face is how Masumi enjoys this tranquil moment with you.
He shoots death glares at anyone making a noise near you incase you wake up from it. Keeping your peace is his #1 priority.
If you wake up before him he most likely has a tight but comfy grip on you even in his sleep. His arms snug at your waist and face buried in your shirt.
Mumbles “five more minutes” half awake and hugs you tighter. If you had somewhere to be, you definitely don’t now.
Tsuzuru
Tsuzuru, although deathly tired, will always somehow be awake much later than you could no matter how messed up your sleep schedule is. 
He’d apologize for not being able to spend enough time with you being swamped in work by making you a cup of coffee or tea when you wake up. He’d know how much a warm cup of caffeine would be godsend to him.
If you show up to his room at 2 AM he’ll beg you to go to sleep, being the biggest hypocrite in the world in that moment. 
He promised that he’d stay with you for the time being and then get back to work, but exhaustion would get the best of him as he falls asleep against you. 
Before then, he’d fight it through small talk, but once he starts descending into cutesy compliments and pet names he’d never say wide awake to you, he’s out mere seconds later.
But during the day, the poor sleep deprived boy will not hesitate to take a cat nap while curling up next to you. 
Wordlessly he keeps you in his arms and rests his head at the crook of your neck. So close his breath tickles your skin.
He doesn’t mind. Relaxation is easy for him when it comes to you.
He’s almost immovable when he’s unconscious and your arms will probably go numb cuddling with him during the day. It would take a literal bulldozer to pry him off of you. 
Citron
Citron physically dives into your arms, giving you a deathly tight squeeze, excited to be in the same space as you. 
Citron enjoys holding you on the couch while you lay on top of him, his hand on the small of your back and letting your rest on his chest. 
He hums constantly in excitement of the time he’s spending with you.
But please don’t let him fall asleep. He is an absolute menace and will sprawl over you, taking up all of the space while snoring loudly.
Citron loves talking to you while you two are this close. Often giving you a small massage while asking you how your day’s going excitingly, wondering if you had done anything new to your hair or a new skincare regimen, his hands trailing around your head and face while asking. 
Most importantly, he’s an amazing listener!
He loves this especially when you two haven’t seen each other for so long, these moments he will find difficult to have to part again when needed. Even if it’s to go to the kitchen and find a snack or drink, his touch will tend to linger. 
Itaru
“Itaru can you please come to bed with me” “Not now Y/N the boys online need me” “ITARU-”
Although this man is genuinely never near a bed, he still makes room for you to snuggle up against him while he’s playing any sort of video game.
It gives him control to not completely rage while you cuddle up next to him, asleep or not, he has a bit of restraint around you when you look so peaceful.
Loves to cuddle up next to you while watching a movie, with tons of food and drink on the table in front of you both.
His arm around your shoulders as you lean your head against him.
Itaru definitely spoils you a little when it comes to these intimate moments. Swallowed under blankets and pillows and snacking on your favorite foods with a movie you both enjoy.
It’s impossible to not fall asleep within the first couple of minutes. Itaru loses all focus when he sees you sound asleep, completely forgetting about the movie, the food getting cold and the drinks warm. At this moment you’re the only thing that matters to him.
Chikage
He would definitely tease you at first of the idea of wanting to cuddle, but give into any sort of request you had in mind regardless. 
“Well, whatever helps you sleep at night” “Really? That’s what you need? Alright then, come here”
Such a filthy liar about only holding you for your benefit, and it shows in his body language.
Chikage’s constantly tending to you, his fingers trace gently down your arms, eyes locked on you watching your reaction and every move. Any sort of hint of negativity he’ll switch what he’s currently doing.
But when you smile at home, it was insanely difficult to hold in his satisfaction.
He’d rather die than to admit he wants to receive your affection either, so in a way this sort of doting is almost a diversion.
Yet he fell weak to your warm embrace either way. He let his guard down the closer you got to him.
Clasping his hands between yours, planting a small kiss at his fingertips, it made him so embarrassingly weak.
Any form of affection that you gave him seemed to come by surprise. It was a pleasant one, nonetheless, and he made sure to cherish it.
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garden-of-omegas · 1 year
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⚜ FIRST MEETING [A3! - SPRING TROUPE] ⚜
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characters: sakuya sakuma | masumi usui | tsuzuru minagi | itaru chigasaki | citron | chikage utsuki summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: references to injury rating: sfw a/n: this was a different experience to write after all the supernatural nonsense of arcana and obey me, really not sure if this is as exciting as those ones, but y'know, sometimes a bit of a chill pill is a good thing.
~🎕
└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────
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≿━━━━༺❀ sakuya sakuma ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were, to put it nicer than anyone else at the time bothered to, a disgraced actor who'd just moved away from your home country to japan in order to start over so to speak. mostly you were just in the middle of getting situated into a new country and living style.
✿ you were 18, and out of those years you'd been an actor for nine. sakuya and you had barely a year of age difference, with him being 17 at the time.
✿ you were in veludo way as you'd heard it was a good place to look for employement as an actor, when you came across a young man advertising try-outs for their company, mankai. you politely asked for one, which ended in sakuya staring at you in awe for a long time before you just awkwardly took one of the fliers and fled the scene.
✿ you showed up to the try-outs the next day, which didn't end up being a lot as you were given the position immediately by the eager looking director. sakuya finally introduced himself and the two of you were set to share a room together.
✿ sakuya was immediately in awe upon seeing you, i mean, you were famous! a talented actor who had years on him in the industry! and you were talking to him! after calming down from his fangirling, he actually came to appreciate your positive and cheerful disposition. you thought sakuya was sort of cute, if not a little overwhelming with his hero-worship. but once he managed to calm down, he made for good company and was eager to help you get settled down in your shared room.
≿━━━━༺❀ masumi usui ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were an aspiring actor, who despite your tremendous talent had thus far been rejected from every theatre company you'd tried out for. thankfully, a certain director happened to see one of your try-outs and scouted you to join her company.
✿ you were sixteen at the time, though you'd started your hobby of acting when you were just five years old to the delight of your mothers. masumi was also sixteen.
✿ you were brought to the mankai company doors by izumi, where she informed everyone that you'd be joining the spring troupe. masumi wasn't all too happy about the attention you were receiving from her, and after being informed that the two of you would be roommates proceeded to insult you and walk away.
✿ masumi pretty much ignored you from then on, even as you were moving to your shared room. you didn't really care, though you would've loved if he got off his ass long enough to pick up his own stuff from his side of the room. it's how he ended up with a book thrown at his face.
✿ masumi absolutely did not like you upon first meeting. you were far too pretty and izumi was already praising you, you were bound to take her away from him. the book incident most certainly didn't help his opinion of you either. you didn't pay any mind to masumi really, his opinions on you were his own problem. it wasn't until you actually had to start sharing a living space with him did you start getting even a bit annoyed with him and his habits.
≿━━━━༺❀ tsuzuru minagi ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were a set designer looking for work, as you'd just recently become the legal guardian of your three younger siblings and needed to support the three of you. so, you'd applied to work at the mankai company and somehow got roped into doing acting work as well.
✿ you were 20 years old, two years older than tsuzuru. you'd been working as a set designer to about a year at that point, which is probably why you needed to apply at such a small company.
✿ you were hired to design and help build the set for mankai company's first production, which is why you didn't get to meet the rest of the actors at first. it wasn't until izumi brought tsuzuru to see the set for some inspiration did you two meet and hit it off, which lead to the two of you being assigned roommates.
✿ you didn't really spend a lot of time in your room, on account of having to look after your siblings and being busy with the set, so most of the time you only saw tsuzuru and the rest during practice sessions.
✿ tsuzuru admired your work immensely upon first meeting, and came to admire you as a person when he found out about your family situation. you were so... so kind and caring, always hard at work, that he couldn't help but grow a bit of a crush immediately. you didn't have much of an opinion on tsuzuru upon your first meeting beyond him being easy to get along with, but after being placed as roommates you came to appreciate his kindness and dedication to taking care of people.
≿━━━━༺❀ itaru chigasaki ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were recovering from a career ending injury that you had sustained while swimming in the ocean. having previously been a professional swimmer, you were still looking for what you wanted to do next and acting seemed like a good fit.
✿ you were 24, at the peak of your career just before it was all over. you'd been in recovery for about four months at that point. itaru was 23.
✿ you'd actually previously met in some online games you'd been playing while you had to be off your feet, but you didn't officially meet until you moved into the mankai dormitory after izumi recruited you to join the spring troupe. you were placed with itaru, to his initial annoyance.
✿ after moving into your shared room, you discovered itaru's "secret" and subsequently realized that you'd met before. after that whole debacle, itaru made it his life's mission to introduce you to as many games of his as possible.
✿ itaru was initially rather annoyed with your mere presence, but after realizing that you'd met before, playing games, he became much more amicable to your presence in his room. not to mention, you were hot as fuck. you didn't initially think much of itaru, until you figured out that they were your gaming buddy who'd been a great comfort to you during your recovery. after that your relationship skyrocketed in closeness, and your huge crush grew just behind.
≿━━━━༺❀ citron ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ well, truth to be told, you were a princex of a certain country, but due to your status as second born you were allowed certain freedoms that you took advantage of by travelling and looking for your personal paradise in the world.
✿ you were 24, you'd been spending the last five years just travelling and seeing the world. citron was 22, having just recently arrived in japan.
✿ you were vaguely aware of citron's existence even prior to meeting him, which is why it was surprising to come across him on the veludo way while you were sightseeing. extremely curious, you went up to him to have a chat which lead to him (poorly) telling you about the mankai company which led you to wanting to check it out, and then absolutely falling in love with the place and joining the spring troupe.
✿ izumi was... surprised by your enthusiasm for joining, but accepted after seeing your talent and assigned you to room with citron. and let's just say that we don't talk about the disaster that is two members of royalty sharing a room.
✿ citron found you so interesting, with all your worldly stories and knowledge. even if some of your talks were... strange, your free-spirit more than made up for it. if only you would stay still for more than five minutes to have those talks. you thought citron was just the cutest thing ever, especially his rudimentary japanese. sure, you could talk to him in his native tongue, but what's the fun in that? besides, his drive to learn was just too adorable.
≿━━━━༺❀ chikage utsuki ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were a nurse working at the mankai company, though recently you'd also been recruited as an actor. while initially you'd started to work just for the free room, now you saw the company as your home and family.
✿ you were 26, the same age as chikage. you'd been working at the mankai company for a year at that point, and had been a registered nurse for three of those.
✿ you weren't around when chikage originally joined the troupe, as you were taking a supplementary medical classes in an another city. it wasn't until you were called back due to an injury to sakuya during practice that you actually met chikage, your new roommate. and to say that you didn't particularly like him at first was an understatement.
✿ you weren't particularly happy about having to share a room originally, especially not with chikage who you found... shady. so your initial days spent together were mostly in uncomfortable silence and several glares sent one way.
✿ chikage didn't originally have much of an opinion on you, as he mostly just heard about how nice you were from the other troupe members. but after meeting you, he found your suspicion of him to be rather amusing. you didn't trust him a single bit to start with, you found him to be incredibly shady and annoying. and it got only worse once he refused your medical check-ups, which you then made your life mission to get him to take.
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mrshamada-dorian · 11 months
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rating the a3! boys on how well they would do my hair ( spring edition )
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i first did this on my mcl account ( @rico-the-nicoo ) for the hsl boys and now im doing it for my a3! boys. reminder my hair is type 4C so im gonna format it as if they are learning how to do my hair
cw; hair i guess?
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sakuya sakuma
3/10
precious baby sweetie pie boy honey bun sugar plum-
he would suck at doing my hair im sorry-
like he would try his best
does his research and everything
but he just sucks at it.
but he's so passionate about doing it right
so ill keep letting him do it because i don't wanna see my son sad 😥.
masumi usui
7/10
surprisingly ( not that surprisingly ) good at.
but he's only good if izumi asked him to do it.
he wouldn't even look at my hair otherwise.
but in the case of izumi asking him to do it, he does a pretty good job.
he does all his research and everything.
i think he’d be perfect at some knotless braids.
i also think masumi is a bit of a perfectionist ( even more so when izumi asks him to do something ) so it’s gonna take FOREVER to get done.
he’s the type to restart the entire braid if it looks even slightly crooked.
not only that i feel like he would pop me with a comb if i move too much.
tsuzuru minagi
5/10
he’d definitely be better at simpler styles ( like a twist out or something similar ).
can not figure out cornrows or any sort of braiding to the scalp for the life of him.
( he like me fr. )
he's actually really gentle with my hair and tries not to pull too much lest he damage my hair.
he's also my go-to choice for help on wash day.
tsuzuru is so gentle and thorough with it that you woulda thought i got a new scalp by the time he's finished.
itaru chigasaki
4/10
i would only go to him if i was desperate pt 1.
that man is not touching my hair at all.
itaru's problem is that he doesn't know what the hell he's doing.
it doesn't matter how many times you tell him how to do it or how many times he looks it up, he just doesn't get it.
which is fine by him, he hates doing my hair.
if he can't get it done in under five minutes, he ain't doing it.
citron
6/10
surprisingly ( actually surprisingly ) good at it.
you wouldn't think so, but he's a great option when it comes to doing my hair and my main hairdressers are not available.
he would be good at the slightly more complicated styles, but nothing too intricate or he will struggle.
citron's also really good at being gentle with my hair and not pulling too hard on it.
problem is he's very antsy and can't stay put for very long so it would take like a week to get some box braids done.
chikage utsuki
no/10
no.
no no no no no.
absolutely not.
the idea of chikage being in the same vicinity as my hair is enough to want to shave everything off.
love him though.
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gulnarsultan · 1 year
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Your yandere husband Kazama and your youngest child, your daughter Kotoura-san, are coming to your side. She hugs you in tears. She says the other kids are making fun of him. When he comes home in the evening, Kazama says he takes care of the mess.
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lcs-library · 1 year
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hi :) i had a bad day, a few days ago there was some problem in my family. can you write omi, tsumugi, chikage (if you feel like just one of them that's also ok) comforting their s/o who has run away from home due to family problems? thank you
Hello!! That seems terrible, and I hope your situation gets better :(. In the meantime, I hope you can find comfort in my writing, and I’m actually honored you’d come to me with such a personal request. So, with everything I’ve got, please enjoy these!!
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Omi
📷It was just a hard day for you. You wanted nothing more than to just relax a bit in a space away from it all. Away from all the people who had hurt you.
📷 For you, that meant holing up in your room with a video game. Not that it did you any good.
📷The tears still flowed, the pain in your chest didn’t go away, and you still wanted an escape.
📷That was, until there was a knock at the door.
📷”Hey, you’ve been in there for a while. You okay?”
📷A familiar voice rang through the door. Omi’s, to be precise.
📷The second you heard it, you tried to clean yourself up a bit before answering.
📷”’M fine.”
📷”Mind if I come in?” He asked gently, noticing the tone of your voice.
📷”Go ahead.”
📷When he entered, he found a wet, crinkled mess of a person.
📷”Oh.” Omi’s voice softened along with his expression as he shut the door and made his way over to you.
📷”Did something happen?”
📷You shook your head, hesitated, contemplating, then nodded.
📷”Wanna talk about it?”
📷”I guess. Just some issues that led me here are coming up again. It’s a long story.”
📷”I can settle in.”
📷And so you tearfully recounted your tale as Omi rubbed your back, not saying a word.
📷After a while, all he could come up with was “I see.”
📷There was a bit more silence before he spoke again.
📷”I can’t say I know exactly what you went through, but I had a similar experience when my mom died. The family fell apart, leaving me in charge, and running away led me down a pretty dark path. Hell, I lost my best friend down there. But I found my way here. And it’s all I could have ever hoped for. So, I hope you’ll find that place too, if you haven’t already. Either way, I’ll be there the whole time. No matter what. I’ve got you, and all I want is your safety.”
📷His sentiment was sweet, even for one who didn’t bother with flowery language much.
📷And yet, it made the already overflowing emotions run even more rampant, leading him to hold you close.
📷”I’ve got you. You won’t have to worry anymore. I promise.”
📷No matter what he did, he wanted you to feel safe, even if just for a bit.
📷And you couldn’t be any more grateful.
Tsumugi
🥚After moving in with Tsumugi, you finally decide to reveal something huge to him about your situation.
🥚Through tears and stammers, you somehow manage to explain why you ultimately rushed moving in with him.
🥚During your entire speech, he made sure to keep quiet, allowing you to get all of your words out, no matter how hard it was.
🥚Once he was entirely sure you were finished talking, he finally spoke up in the softest voice he could muster.
🥚”Though I can’t say I know what that’s like, I do want to let you know that I’m here for you, no matter what. I’ll do anything I can to help you, whether that be resolution or avoidance, just let me know what’s safer. But for now, let’s not focus on that. Let’s just sit here for a bit, okay? We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. Is it alright if I touch you?”
🥚You nod, and he pulls you into a hug.
🥚”There we go. You mind if I stroke your hair?”
🥚Another nod.
🥚”Alright. Just know you’re not alone anymore, alright? I’ll always be here, and even when it seems like nobody’s on your side, I am. You don’t deserve to be alone.”
🥚Somehow, his words made your tears flow even more, and you buried your head into his shoulder.
🥚Tsumugi made a sort of “aw” noise as he felt your body shake in his arms before murmuring sweet affirmations against the top of your head until you cried yourself to sleep.
🥚But just before you could fall asleep, he gave you a soft kiss to the forehead.
🥚”I love you. And don’t worry, I’ll be here whenever you need me.”
Chikage
🌶️”You know, we’ve never talked about how you joined the company, Chikage,” was what you decided to bring up in the Mankai dorm’s common room after an exhausting practice.
🌶️”How I joined? I used the process the rest of the company did: ask, audition, join. Why are you so curious all of a sudden?”
🌶️”Mm. Just thinking about it.”
🌶️”Well,” he replied with a sly smile, “How about I flip the question right back at you? How did you join?”
🌶️”Same process.”
🌶️”Why did you join, then? Why here?” Chikage asked, sitting beside you, hoping to toy with you a bit.
🌶️The intention didn’t quite reach, however.
🌶️It was as if the question was a gunshot.
🌶️Tears quickly pricked your eyes, and your voice became choppy.
🌶️After finding your words, you explained why and how you ran away only to find this place before your body crumpled against the couch.
🌶️Chikage’s demeanor immediately changed. His eyes widened a bit, and it was as if some sort of mask had slipped. He was hit with a flood of memories and a sense of kinship.
🌶️He remained silent for a bit before finally speaking up, eyes focused on his hands held on his knees.
🌶️”I did the same thing, you know. Not that this was the first place it led me. It actually led me to a pretty dangerous place at first. There, I found a family, then lost it. It broke me, but it led me here, and, despite what I did when I first came here, I found a home and a family. Listen, what I’m trying to say here is that,” he sighs, finally looking over at you, his expression having lost all signs of deception, “I hope that happens to you too. You’ll be happy and safe by the end of this alright?”
🌶️And for the first time since you’d met him, his smile wasn’t fake.
🌶️You finally looked up at him, and, though blurry, he looked so strangely serene in that moment.
🌶️Though you felt it may have been a bad idea, you draped your arms around him to place your head into the crook of his neck, your body shaking as you cried.
🌶️Hesitantly, he returned the action, awkwardly hugging you.
🌶️”You’ll be safe. I’ll make sure of it.”
🌶️You know he’s serious, right? Like he’ll probably commit crimes to make sure you’re safe.
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nanamisflowerfield · 2 years
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@yuunemi has requested: Chikage with number 4!
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Sorry again that I had lost the request😭 I hope that you like it and have a great day!💕
"I really like you… Huh? Why are you so shocked?!"
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You never knew what that tall spring actor had in mind. He was always a mystery to you. Always so calm, but also teased you all the time. Sure, he enjoyed teasing a couple of people, just like Azuma did, but never had any of them teased you as much as he did. Your friends even assumed that he might have a crush on you, but you had immediately dismissed any silly theory of theirs. As if Chikage could ever have a crush on you.
Laughing at another text of your friend, the mentioned man had opened your room door, staring at you with another smile that graced his beautiful face. “Are you hungry? Some want to buy something, because our dear director made another curry.”
Your eyes lifted up from your phone, nodding your head at his question. “Of course! I like Izumi, but I can’t eat her curry all the time.” You chuckled, waiting for him to tease you like on any other day, but so your surprise, Chikage just left your room with a small “Okay!”.
That was a bit weird, but you still shrugged your shoulders, going on with your day like on any other one.
That sudden weird behavior of Chikage went on and on, until you finally had enough. Was everything alright with him? You cared for your friend, even though he had annoyed you most of the time, but you had to help him, if he might need your help. There was a problem and you had to figure it out!
Following him for a couple of days in the mankai company building, he never had left your gaze. “I’m pretty good at being sneaky.” You smirked to yourself, hiding under the desk, eyes wandering towards the other side of the room in which Chikage stood at. He had smiled at his phone, trying to hide a chuckle that nearly had escaped his lips.
“You are not really good at it, (y/n).” His gaze wandered towards your direction, the smile never leaving his lips. “Huh? How did you find me?” You had whispered it under your breath, crawling out of your hiding spot before you stood near Chikage. “Now tell me please, why you were following me for six days?”
You gulped, knowing that he had known it all the time. “Well…” You started. “Something is on your mind, right? Maybe you have a problem and don’t want to tell anybody so… That’s why I followed you. I want to know what’s wrong.”
Chikage nodded his head slowly, staring at you with his bright eyes. “Alright. I will confess.” You raised your eyebrow at him. What did he do again? Did he played a prank on you like the one five weeks ago…?
“I really like you…” He finally had said the words that almost had slipped multiple times, when he was talking with you.
Your eyes widen at his words, cheeks getting warmer. Have you really heard that? Did Chikage really confessed that he liked you? Were your friends always right and you were the oblivious one? “Huh? Why are you so shocked?!” He asked you immediately. “I thought that it was quite obvious.”
You shook your head now, glancing at your feet shyly. “Not really…” You muttered out, hearing his footsteps louder and louder until he stood in front of you. “Now you know. So… What’s your answer? What do you feel?” He smiled softly at you, glancing at your face and waiting for your reply.
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sly-writings · 2 years
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Wife giving birth
Fandom: A3!
Pairings: Itaru x reader • Chikage x reader • Sakyo x reader
Warnings: // Mentions of pregnancy // child birth // mentions of death // mention of car crash
Reader: Female
Last post here since I already finished this and I'm too lazy to move it to my a3! blog
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Itaru
He was out with Banri when he suddenly got a message from one of the troupe members that his wife is going into labor.
Banri never saw Itaru run so fast just as he did after recieving that message-almost dropping his phone in the process.
Banri was the one driving to the hospital since Itaru was so nervous he was sure Itaru would crash the car if he let him drive.
As soon as they got to the hospital Itaru is out of the car and running to the front desk asking for your name.
He was outside pacing back and forth anxiously waiting.
His gentlemanly facade crumbling away.
After the whole ordeal was done and you safely delivered your child only Itaru begins to calm down.
Plays it cool once the baby is born and denies that he panicked.
Banri has a video of him running and screaming.
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Chikage
He was with you when your water broke.
Didn't waste anytime and immediately drove you to the hospital.
One you're in the delivery room he messaged the entire troupe about what's happening and they immediate went to the hospital.
Chikage is sitting still waiting for the outcome.
He's very calm outside but he's a nervous wreck on the inside.
He knows the risk of giving birth and he is definitely afraid of the mere thought of loosing you.
Hisoka notices this and tries talking to him to calm him down.
"I am calm." He is absolutely not.
After you gave birth all his worries went down the drain and was so relieved.
A smile that he rarely shows can be seen on his face.
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Sakyo
He had some small business with the Ginsenkai and since no one is with you he decided to bring you along.
He left you with Sakoda while he talks with the Ginsenkai members.
He was in the middle of discussing something with the members when Sakoda suddenly burst in calling for him.
He was about to yell at him when Sakoda informed him that you were about to give birth.
He dropped everything in his hands and immediately carried you to the car.
He was so nervous that he didn't even contact the others and was just walking back and forth outside the delivery room.
Sakoda was the one who informed everyone.
Best to let him be if you don't want him yelling at you.
Looses his composure and is a nervous wreck.
Banri and Azami enjoys this and definitely took some videos of Sakyo.
When you safely delivered the baby he would be all over you asking if you're all right.
Forbids anyone from speaking about how he acted while you gave birth.
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ramen-lord-baku · 2 years
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i forgot to add A3! in the fandom art reqs so i just fixed it. pls A3ders where r u
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romijuli · 2 years
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iiiii don’t have a title for this thing, i titled the doc “Chikage Experiences an Entire Emotion (maybe even two!)” and laughed too hard to change it, but i also didn’t want to make that the title of the post lmao
anyway!!! this was a request!!! the recipient (i don’t know if they want me to tag them? they know who they are lmao) was not just okay with me posting it but actively enthusiastic about it.
anyway!!! have some chikage x reader fic. (gender neutral reader but like. pronouns are barely if ever used anyway?) chikage is very funny in this one god bless
“Back from your trip already?”
Ah. Chikage had been hoping to settle back into the office without much of a fuss, but of course you, of all people, happen to notice him. It’s nothing that a few sweet words (and, perhaps, a sprinkle of truth) can’t resolve, of course, but it’s still troublesome; too much attention drawn to his “business trips” could be cause for the Organization to relocate him, which could cause trouble for Mankai, and especially for Hisoka. Not to mention it could place him farther from you—
Hm. That line of thought—of theoretical attachments outside of Mankai or the Organization—is equally troublesome, if not more so. Best to lay that to the side indefinitely.
You clear your throat, loudly. “I said, back from your trip already?” It seems you’ve misinterpreted his silence, assuming he hasn’t heard you rather than simply being lost in thought. (And thank god for that.)
“The contract was resolved far more quickly than I’d anticipated, so we moved my return flight up a few days,” he replies. (Not entirely a lie; the information the Organization sought was more easily obtained than any planning had predicted, and there was only so long Chikage could spend without doing anything before someone caught on, so back he went.) “Unfortunately, I had no time to gather any souvenirs, if that’s why you’re asking.”
“Uh-huh.” Your eyes narrow; for an instant, he wonders if you can see right through him. “I don’t remember hearing anything about a contract before you left, though.”
There’s a moment, one dread-filled moment, where he thinks you have, in fact, seen through his lies—or at least that he’s somehow failed to recall his own cover story—before you burst into laughter. “I’m kidding, relax. It’s just fun to ruffle your feathers from time to time.” 
Chikage manages to suppress a sigh of relief. If he can keep you on your toes, it should be easy to keep his true identity from being discovered (and, thus, to keep his life at Mankai safe). “Ah, I was lying about one thing,” he adds, just to throw you off. “There was an emergency at the theater, so I was summoned back at the earliest possible opportunity.”
“Which one’s the lie and which is the truth, I wonder…” You roll your eyes. “Whatever. Keep your secrets,” you tell him, turning back to your work. “But if you get tired of lying and wanna be honest for once, I’ll be right here.”
For a moment, in spite of the danger this would present to everyone, he almost agrees. Hm. Troublesome indeed.
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The curtain falls, the actors make their way offstage, and Chikage makes it about two steps into the lobby before you shove a bouquet into his hands. 
“Nice work. Though I’m sure it’s not much trouble for a gifted liar like you to act so well,” you say, a smug grin planted on your face.
It’s more complex than that, of course; acting isn’t about lying so much as it is about finding a different sort of honesty in the characters one portrays. (In some regards, Chikage is more honest on stage than he ever is offstage; once the lights dim and the audience leaves, he reverts back to the same old lying Chikage.) But that in and of itself is hard to understand for someone who’s never stood in the spotlight themself.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you?” he asks, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s bullshitting. (The rational parts of his brain say that he ought to be more convincing, that being this upfront runs the risk of unraveling a number of other lies, but something about you makes him care just a bit less.) “I performed in a theater as a child—”
“That’s a less-than-stellar performance. Nope, not buying it, I’m taking this back now.” You move to snatch the bouquet back from him; futile, considering he’s a well-trained secret agent (not that you know this, hopefully) and you’re an everyday office worker. 
“Ah, no, I’m afraid you won’t. It would be rude to take back a gift, don’t you agree?” He grins as he blocks each of your movements, watching you grow more and more irritated—or, at the very least, feigning irritation—by the second.
Still, the banter isn’t unwelcome. Strange how he feels that way.
You sigh, over-exaggerating as you so often do when it comes to him, dropping any attempts at taking the flowers back. “Yeah, you’re right. Just keep it, then. Terrible excuse for a backstory aside, you did great today.” You smile at him, not quite the same sort of grin you wear when messing with him, or when he messes with you back, for that matter. It’s almost vulnerable—admittedly a concept that Chikage, as guarded as he tends to be, is not entirely familiar with. “Well, I mean, you always do.”
He loathes to admit it, but it’s a look he’d like to see on you more often. Just because it means he caught you off-guard somehow. Nothing more, nothing less.
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For once, you’re not pestering him at his desk. Strange.
What’s stranger, perhaps, is that he feels disappointed about this, rather than relieved that he can work (or pretend to work, or focus on Organization projects, which technically qualify as either of the above, depending on what exactly the project is) without distraction. Has your presence here, constantly trying to sneak a look at his monitor to see what exactly he’s working on and sticking your nose into his business during lunch breaks, become not just routine but something he looks forward to? Honestly, sometimes Chikage wonders if he’s been in civilian guise for too long, if he’s softening up like that.
He scowls as he continues his work (actual work, today, in that he’s fabricating numbers from his last “business trip”), barely sparing a glance at the world around him until he hears the tapping of a familiar pair of shoes on the floor. Ah, there you are—
Except, instead of coming to bother him, you choose to spend your time speaking with Chigasaki. Hm. He really shouldn’t be annoyed by this, yet here he is with a peculiar sinking feeling in his gut, much like the kind he felt when he first saw December (pardon, Hisoka) with his newfound family while he was left behind in the Organization.
Ah, but he’s not jealous. That would be silly to suggest. Chikage Utsuki does not get jealous. It’s simply unbecoming of a spy such as himself. (Not to mention that Hisoka would absolutely use that against him, should he find out.)
…And yet, it’s hard to ignore the fact that your decision to bother someone else for one day leaves him, for whatever reason, deeply irritated.
You catch his eye for just a moment, grinning at him devilishly before returning to your conversation. Infuriating. Are you doing this deliberately, then?
Well. If you’re ignoring him, then he can easily ignore you in turn. He returns his focus to the almost-meaningless spreadsheets in front of him, gritting his teeth and perhaps putting a bit too much force behind his keystrokes. (It’s quite alright, the keyboard can handle it. And Chikage can always fix it on the off-chance that it can’t handle some particularly aggressive calculations.)
He makes it about halfway down the first spreadsheet before something—someone—taps him on the shoulder.
Of course, Chikage Utsuki is a trained spy. He’s been taught to keep an eye and an ear on his surroundings, to ensure no one can sneak up on him or his fellow agents. (Or, more recently, his newfound family at Mankai.) As such, the fact that he is apparently so irritated that he managed to block out any background noise and ignore everything in his peripheral vision is both impressive and rather embarrassing.
For his sake, your sake, and the sake of his coworkers, he chooses to ignore Chigasaki’s laughter. (He can always get his revenge at the dorms, anyway.) 
“That absorbed in your work, huh?” you taunt him as he jolts upright, slamming a hand on the keyboard and messing up a particularly complicated calculation. “I’ve never seen you that interested in…” You trail off, squinting at the heading at the top of the page. “The earnings at our Himalayan branch.”
“We still don’t have a Himalayan branch,” Chigasaki chimes in, apparently choosing to be a proper hellion today. “Reread the manual.”
“I know that. I’m not so sure our senpai does, though.” You grin, eyes sparkling mischievously; ah, you’re messing with him. 
“Merely a placeholder,” he replies. “I’ll edit the title before I send it, of course.”
“Uh-huh. Sure.” You shrug. “I’m pretty sure they don’t check these docs that thoroughly anyway, but it would suck to see you get in trouble for something as dumb as that.”
They do not, in fact, check most of the documents very thoroughly. The benefits of being in an Organization front, even if you and Itaru are completely unaware. (Ideally unaware, at any rate; it seems you’ve managed to see through some of his lies without trying, so you may very well be aware of the office’s true motivations.)
“I mean, really,” you continue, “I dunno what I’d do if you got fired and I wasn’t able to bug my favorite coworker anymore. I might just quit, honestly.”
You’re messing with him, he’s certain of it…and yet, there’s a sort of honesty in your tone. Perhaps you’re being sincere when you call him your favorite coworker? 
The thought sparks a peculiar feeling, one Chikage genuinely hasn’t felt in years. If Muku was here, he’d certainly be starry-eyed, musing about how this situation was exactly like one of his manga—
Oh, no, Chikage can’t feign ignorance any longer; he knows exactly why your compliments catch him off-guard, why your brief focus on Chigasaki irritated him to the point of losing all thought of anything else. It appears he’s had the misfortune of falling for you.
God damn it.
Once you return to your desk, his head slams against his desk as Chigasaki laughs at him from across the room, as though he’s seen into Chikage’s head and knows exactly what he’s thinking.
Not for the first time today, Chikage genuinely contemplates murdering his roommate.
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mashuhiso-writes · 2 years
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helloooo!! I really love your writing, could I request chikage x maybe a reader who loves spicy food just like him! :)
or maybe one that cant stand spicy lol
I decided to do one that loves spicy :D!!! Here you go :)
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Chikage w/ a reader who loves spicy foods!
Chikage would be thrilled to meet someone with a high spice tolerance like himself!
He invites them to spicy curry restaurants when he has a day off, and also recommends restaurants that he finds nice
Spice duels!! They would have playful battles on how much spice they could handle lol
The other Mankai members find them either scary, or super cool!! Some of them even started to build their spice tolerance so they can join them :)
Cooking together! Both of them secretly add more spices to each other's dishes haha
They would help out for dinner occasionally if no one is available at the dorms, they also make non-spicy options for the others! <3
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bakubunny · 5 months
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bad days & insecurities | katsuki x f!reader
a/n: here’s another untouched excerpt i had sitting in my drafts that i don’t think i’ll finish. enjoy.
tw: f!reader, chubby reader, insecurities, comfort fluff
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“Just - just don’t fucking touch me,” you said angrily.
“The fuck? What do you mean, don’t touch you?”
You chanced a glance his way and saw the hurt in Katsuki’s eyes. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe-
“Huh?”
“I mean don’t touch me. I don’t want to talk about it,” you replied. “And I know you hate it when I tell you that, but that’s the answer you’re getting.”
“No, it’s not. What the fuck is going on?” he asked, his voice raising.  
“It doesn’t fucking matter, Katsuki,” you shouted. “Just drop it.”
You walked to the bathroom hoping to secure some privacy, but Katsuki wasn’t having it. 
You reached for he handle as he slammed the door away from your hand into the wall, wide open. You knew him enough to know it took all of his effort not to force you to look his way. But right now you didn’t care. Everything inside hurt, it hurt too much. All you wanted was the hot water on your back and the lights off so you didn’t have to see what parts of you didn’t deserve him. 
“If you don’t get the hell out of this bathroom and let me shower-”
“Look at me.”
“No,” you said. 
He wouldn’t let it go. 
“Please, baby. I - I won’t yell, I promise,” Katsuki said, pain evident in his voice. 
It felt like hot daggers in your stomach. A lump grew in your throat. 
“It’s not that. Not you. I’m sorry for being so childish,” you said. “I’m having a really tough day, that’s all.”
“Then let me-”
“No,” you said firmly. “I need to be alone.”
Katsuki stood quietly. 
“Please, Kats.” Tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. 
“Was it that fucking bitch again? She getting into your head?” he asked. 
‘That bitch’ was a shitty coworker who never seemed to shut up about you. What you ate, what you wore, how your body looked, your job performance. Someone who had the gall to tell you to your face that you weren’t good enough for the hero standing in the room. Who said that he could do so much better. 
“No, I just…” 
“What is it?” he said. 
“You don’t want the truth.” Your voice was quiet and pleading. 
“The fuck are you on about, babe? Yes, I do.”
You took a deep breath. “You deserve better. I don’t want to elaborate. And I don’t want you to console me or tell me I’m wrong right now. My body feels gross, and I want to process it on my own.”
The crushing hug he pulled you into knocked the air out of your chest. “Kats-”
“Shut it. I want to hold you, n you’re gonna let me,” he said grumpily. Katsuki kissed you on the head. “Fuckin’ tellin’ me I can’t touch you. ‘S bullshit.”
You cracked a little grin, your face pressed into his chest. He held you in silence for what felt like ages, but eventually a calmness soothed the tightness in your stomach.
“I love you. Can I shower now?” you asked.
He sighed. “Fine. But I’m not done with you, little miss. You owe me a damn kiss or ten after that.”
You laughed and met his scowling gaze.
“That’s fair.” You leaned in and stood on your toes. “How about one for the road to start with?”
“‘S more like it.” Katsuki lifted your chin, pressing his soft lips to yours.
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gulnarsultan · 1 year
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Kazama Chikage, Amagiri Kyuju and Shiranui Kyo are yandere for you.
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aquagirl1978 · 9 months
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Chasing Fireflies - Chevalier Michel x Reader (Ikemen Prince)
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A/N: Part of the Summer Days Sultry Night writing event I am co-hosting with @violettduchess
Pairing: Chevalier Michel x Reader
Prompt: fireflies and summer festival
Tags: fluff
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“Look, Papa!”
The young boy proudly held out his cupped hands to his father; nestled inside was a firefly, its abdomen glowing brightly in the fading twilight sky. 
Chevalier smiled softly as he watched his son gaze at the firefly, his face alight with joy, amazed that amidst all the lights and sounds of the summer festival that this small creature captured his full attention.
“What are you going to do with him?” Chevalier asked his son as the firefly crawled along one of his small fingers.
The boy looked up at his father, his attention finally pulled from the tiny insect. “I’ll let him go,” he replied quickly, as if there was no other answer in the world. “I just wish Mama was here to see.”
“Your mother and sister will be back shortly. With a pile of books, I’m sure.” The firefly fluttered his wings before flying away, his flickering light soon disappearing in the distance.
“Goodbye, firefly.”
Something stirred inside Chevalier as he watched his young son wave goodbye to his friend the firefly. Looking back on his own childhood, he couldn’t recall a single, innocent moment like this shared with either of his parents. This. This affection, this connection, this love was everything he had been missing and craving for so many years.
That all changed when he met you.
Chevalier looked up, his smile bright like the firefly, as soon as he spotted your figure approaching. In one of your hands was a small stack of books pressed against your chest; the other hand held a smaller hand, that of your young daughter. 
Warmth filled his body with his family reunited, his queen by his side. No longer a strange feeling, it was something he secretly wished would never go away.
“What did you two do while we were shopping?” you asked, genuinely curious.
“I caught a firefly, Mama. But…he flew away before you came back.”
“Oh, that’s a shame. I wish I could have seen him. 
Something in the air caught Chevalier’s eye; he reached out, his fingers outstretched, quickly closing into a loose fist. He turned over his hand, his fingers opening to reveal a tiny firefly in his large palm. 
“Papa, you caught one!” the boy and girl exclaimed together excitedly.
Chevalier turned to you, proud to present you this prize. He cupped his hands like his son did earlier, careful to not let the firefly fly away just yet. He stood there silently, simply enjoying the childlike joy that filled your face.
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violettduchess · 10 months
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A/N: I know he has been requested several times by different people and now that I am reading his route, I felt I could do this properly 💜
Dazai x reader
WC: 425
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He reaches for you when midnight cradles the world, when darkness paints the land in shadow by the light of the lambent moon. Dazai has his own shadows, dark creatures that roost in the hollows of his heart, and sometimes, take flight, dragging him into wakefulness. Their dark wings beat the air from his lungs, their curved talons sink into the tenderness of his bruised soul. Their cries fill his mind, louder than thunder, more insistent than the waves that break ceaselessly upon the shore.
And so he reaches, through the darkness, through the shadows, for a lifeline.
He reaches for you.
You’re there, gathering him into your arms, pulling him against the shelter of your body. He breathes in, a stuttering inhale that shakes his shoulders, echoes the clamor of his heartbeat.
But the next one is steadier.
As is the next one.
Dazai rests his cheek against the swell of your heart while you stroke his hair, that soft expanse the color of morning fog, gently running your fingernails over his scalp. Touch says what voices can't. After several minutes he shifts, tilting his head to look at you. Your hand goes still as you meet his gaze, drowning in the depths of his whiskey-colored eyes. He pushes himself up, expression soft yet determined. The shadows have vanished into the night, blending in with the dark pieces of sky not touched by celestial light. They are never truly gone. But they will leave him in peace now.
Gentle fingers take hold of your chin and you're still as he captures your lips in a kiss warm with devotion. Only the slight pressure of his touch is enough to keep you from moving. His fingertips are warm, trembling with the force of his tenderness. He presses kiss after kiss to your lips, writing you a novel of his love without saying a word. His hand slides away from your face, down the slope of your neck. He shifts, painting your skin with the poetry of his gentle caresses, the stanzas of his thankfulness dust your collarbones, verses of his heartsong are pressed against the soft skin below your ear. He tells you the legacy of how much he needs you, adores you, wants you, a master writer using his lips and tongue and teeth wordlessly. 
You lift your hips, bend your leg, encouraging him to let go, to allow the weight of his body to bend into yours. He complies, elegant fingers plunging into the curtain of your hair as he collapses into the kiss. You gasp. Words, his trade and talent, are unnecessary here. Not when you can taste his yearning on the tip of his tongue. Feel his affection with every breath. 
The night shifts, no longer the setting of his turbulent nightmares but rather the milieu of his every waking dream.
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xxsycamore · 5 months
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Hey friend! For the mlm prompts, if the free day prompt hasn't been taken yet, I'd like to request Sirius x Harr with a Teacher AU. If your feeling up to it, Lancelot can come play too, but he's not required if not.
Leave it to Krys to think up a good prompt for the free day!! Thank you so much for this, I still remember the cozy morning when I drafted this! Oh, Lancelot definitely can come play too.
[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]
For Different Universe, Same Love creative challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.
𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅Sirius x Harr x Lancelot
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𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫
When Sirius pushes open the door of the principal's office, the familiar intense aroma of rich black coffee flies to his nostrils and he already knows, for sure:
"Oh Harr, you're here too. Hello. And hello, Lance."
The blonde-haired man relaxes back in his office chair, putting down the document he's been reading through, offering a greeting back to Sirius just as Harr does. Still, a heavy sigh fills the room the very next second.
"Those brats just refuse to at least try and focus during this time of the year. Classes are turned to chaos."
Something is pushed into Sirius' hands, and he accepts it without thinking twice because of the risk of spilling its scorching contents. When he looks up, he finds a chaste but knowing smile on Harr's face.
"Here, take my cup. I'll make myself another. We drink it the same, after all."
It's no wonder that Harr sympathizes with him, not having it any easier on his end in Magic Crystal Usage class, especially considering the safety risk when presented with a room full of absent-minded students who are counting the days until the end of the school year.
"It's true, we drink it the same. Unlike a certain someone who prefers to put so many sugar cubes, we can take it to Mr. Ash's laboratory to study it for poison."
"Sirius, enough."
The widening smile on Sirius' face blooms into a short but hearty laughter that prevents him from taking the long-anticipated first sip - but even after he's ready to immerse himself in it, he finds another reason to pause.
"Lance, I'll show you how me and Harr sweeten our coffees without any health risks. Watch closely."
The hand that lands on Harr's cheek is warm and gentle when it turns him to face the taller man, and along with those words, it should be enough of a warning sign. Yet Harr's surprise manifests as a small gasp on the plush lips of Sirius when they clash into his, his mouth now agape and inviting for the seemingly innocent demonstration. It's all up to Sirius to take advantage of it or not, and his pent-up aggravation dictates a need to deepen the kiss. This time for the stress relief qualities it bears, not for the bitterness of his coffee.
"Indeed, why haven't I thought sooner of this?"
Lance's voice breaks through the haze, and his lovers only now realize that he got up from his chair and approached them. Sirius' hand remains on Harr's face, almost protectively, in stark contrast with the inviting look in his eyes.
"Now, don't steal my sugar. Find your own."
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randonauticrap · 6 months
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For Matters of the Heart
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Pairing ~ Jin Grandet x Reader
Word Count ~ 375
Warnings ~ Angsty, heartbreak with hope at the end, reader has blue eyes (not really a warning, just an FYI for anyone who self inserts like I do lol)
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"It's okay," you said, and smiled, but the smile never reached your eyes. Instead, the pain that already swirled there intensified, darkening your usually bright blue-green irises. To anyone else, you would seem poised and unaffected, but Jin knew you better, and he saw how you wilted under the weight of his words; the words he didn't even mean; the words he only used to protect you.
But was this really protection?
He understood now, what you meant when you told him that showing his emotions was bravery, and he couldn't help but feel the sting of regret at the fact that he'd told you to smile anyway. Because when you told him how much it hurt you to see him hide away his pain, he didn't understand; but now he did. It was like a knife straight to the heart, twisting deeper when you turned your head away from him to hide the tears that threatened to fall despite your best effort. Where was this understanding when he needed it? Where was this realization when he still had the chance to fix all of this, to tell you how much you meant to him, to tell you he loved you more than words could describe?
"I understand." You muttered softly. "I wouldn't choose me either." A soft, yet pained smile, one filled with more hurt than Jin thought a smile ever could be, crossed your lips.
No.
That single word etched itself into Jin's very soul. He wasn't protecting you, he was hurting you. He wasn't saving you, he was destroying you, and he saw it in your body as you turned to walk away; your shoulders tense with the strain of unshed tears, your hands clinging to each other, because what else would you cling to? He had left you no room to cling to him, and anguish coursed through him.
Those hands should be clinging to his hands. Those shoulders should be lax and relaxed, and you should be crying against his shoulder if you were in pain. You shouldn't have to keep all that pain locked away inside a body that was never meant to hold it… and neither should he.
And before he could even realize it, he was running after you.
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