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ofoceansandtombsanew · 27 days

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As Fruba fan, are you team Yuki/Kakeru or Yuki/Machi? Why?

I'm a multishipper at heart so I never feel the need to choose uwu (multishippers, we stay winning). But to be honest, Kakeru and Yuki's relationship feels more brotherly to me. Sorry YuKakeYu shippers, I personally don't see it but I can see why y'all do. Considering the canonical bi/pan characters we have like Ayame and Hatsuharu, I don't find it out of the realm of possibility to see Yuki as pan or demi (which I personally do).

Bro connects with who he connects with, gender and sexual orientation have little to do with it.

But if we're talking about who I ship Yuki with above all else? There is a character I firmly believe Yuki would have ended up romantically with if things in the story were different and Kakeru and Machi don't come close at all to being that other person.

It's Kyo.

I am deadass serious when I say it is Kyo.

This is not some toxic yaoi shipping bullshit, I have evidence to back up my claims!

No one will ever be able to convince me that Yuki's first crush wasn't Kyo. Yuki was literally smitten with Kyo and his hair upon their first meeting, the pink on his cheeks wasn't just coming from the snow. This is a hill I will 100% die on. It was Kyo but then Kyo's hostility and the complications with Akito and the entire zodiac curse got in the way of that.

Hell, I don't even really have to imagine what that relationship would have likely been like either because by extension of Hajime and Mutsuki, we get to see that.

Their sons who are literally so close that it is a joke-that-isn't-really-a-joke at the family functions that if they're even left alone together for one second, they'll start hanging all over one another. Their sons who, narratively, are supposed to represent what their fathers' relationship could have been if there had been no curse or any other sort of negative influence tainting it.

And with the very clear romantic overtones of Hajime and Mutsuki's relationship, I think it is subsequently clear where Yuki and Kyo's relationship would have headed if that night they met as kids went differently. Or had someone decided to intervene and get the two of them on more amicable terms as children.

Hajime and Mutsuki have adored each other since they were children, spent most of their time together which they continue doing in the present and they balance each other out by supplementing for each other what the other lacks. And, of course, their chemistry is extremely good.

Whatever happened in the past, we're just us, but… maybe it's really special for our dads to see you and me standing side by side like this. ー Mutsuki, Yuki's son to Hajime

(Like, they literally spend Valentine's Day together when they could easily just spend that day apart. I know they live together but they don't need to be that damn close to partake in the romance holiday goodies.)

And to me, Kyo and Yuki have some great chemistry not only when they're arguing with one another (which I say it's great chemistry because of the envy they feel towards one another, how they only see what is good in the other rather than the flaws. Ex, Yuki's great at everything in Kyo's mind while Yuki desires Kyo's ability to easily connect with people despite his social awkwardness) but during the moments they aren't at each other's throats as well.

Admittedly it could just be my multishipper goggles, but there are 2 main character relationships/dynamics in Fruits Basket where I think 'if you didn't end up with A, you definitely would have ended up with B'. One is more subtle, the other is extremely obvious (I just think some people will be mad at me if I say it lmao, y'all can boo me all you want though I'm right!!!!).

YuKyo is one of those ships for me and it's the more subtle of the two.

Like it is there but it doesn't become obvious until you get to Furuba Another and get introduced to their sons. So I really don't think it is much of a stretch to say that had things been different, we would have seen Kyo and Yuki have an entirely different relationship.

"Adoration turned into envy"??? Yuki, my lad, you couldn't be more obvious that your crush on Kyo became something bitter.

Yuki wanted Kyo to like him, a fact he admits to Kakeru when we dive more into his past. There's a part of him that still wants Kyo to like him and have some sort of positive relationship with each other. And by the end of the main series, there's peace with one another. An acceptance that their relationship may never get to the 'what it could have been' but they have each other's back regardless.

Which I think is lovely. So even with my love of the canon ships we got, YuKyo is one of my favorite Fruits Basket ships that live rent-free in my head.

#look she's answering #anon #fruits basket #furuba #fruba #yumachi #yukimachi #yukikakeru #kakeyuki #tbh wtf is their ship name? no idea #love how this was about kakeru and machi and this became about kyo instead lmaoooo fjsdnfkjndfkjn #sohma yuki #sohma kyo #sohma hajime #sohma mutsuki #hajimutsuki #hajime x mutsuki #animanga thoughts

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swtstrwbrris · 1 year

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𓆩♡𓆪 just, let me. ; sohma yuki 𓆩♡𓆪

pairing: Yuki Sohma x Female!Reader

genre: fluff, uni!au, yuki being the gentleman he is <3

warning: second hand embarrassment, post-curse!Yuki

a/n: this scenario is based off of my embarrassing life events so if you get second hand embarrassment, imagine how I felt going through it in the moment (only a small portion of this scenario is inspiration of my life events, minus the romance.) Thought Yuki would be the perfect character to write about because who doesn't love him (sorry Kyo but the minute I saw Yuki, I knew he was the one for me)

"Since you dropped out of class and left me alone, you're in charge of buying me drinks and saving me a spot before our next class." Tohru teased as the two of you walked out of lecture hall together. You enrolled in a course together to only dropping out because you didn't take the prerequisite required, even though your friend, who is clearly smarter than you, said it'll be 'a breeze.' You walked her to her next class, peaking your head in to see if the professor arrived yet.

"Matcha latte, less ice, substitute for almond milk." You answered her before she was able to remind you her order. Waving her goodbye, you walked back to the main student center, deciding to spent the 2 hours you know have free to study for your upcoming midterms. Walking down the outdoor path, you looked up at the sky, seeing the snow slowly fall as you admire the snowflake that landed on your palm. You weren't the fan of the cold, but when the snow falls slowly, it took away the cold you were feeling. Entering the cafe, you went to buy your own latte first and getting hers before the next class starts so it doesn't get watered down. Walking around the the building, you tried to spot a free table, knowing it was unlikely since it was during the peak of lunch hours but to your surprise, you spotted an empty table on the second floor, quickly scurrying to take a seat. You settled down, removing your long puffer and scarf and took out your notebook, laptop and earphone, getting ready for a productive session when your eyes travelled across the other side, meeting the eyes of a greyish purple haired male who was sitting directly in front of you across the balcony. He looked up from his book before sending a soft smile. You blankly blinked before looking away, not thinking much of it. Putting in your earphones, you tied your hair and began studying without knowing that the male stole glances at your working figure time to time.

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You glanced at your phone seeing that your next class was starting in 20 minutes or so. Pulling out your earphones, you glanced across, seeing the male calmly flipping through his book. His pupils moving to read each line on the page, hair softly moving to the wind blowing in from the entrance doors downstairs. You had to admit, he was kind of cute but what are the chances you'll see him again in such a large campus?

'How can someone be able to read in such a loud environment? I'm blasting music and yet I can still hear conversations beside me.' You wondered as you packed your things walking down to the cafe to order your friend's latte. You stumbled to balance the two lattes along with your textbook that you didn't think of putting back into your bag, regretting for not asking for a tray or bag for the drinks but carefully made your way to the next building for class dodging the incoming students. You arrived at the main doors of the building, waving your elbow at the automatic door sensor but the door doesn't budge. You started to panic, feeling the people behind waiting for you to open the door. Tightening your grip around your textbook, trying to awkwardly reach for door handle before a hand beat you to it, pulling the door opened for you.

You looked up, seeing the same male whom you sat across from at the student center. He definitely looks better up close, and he's tall. "People can be so impolite and inconsiderate sometimes." He smiled, waiting for you to enter before you walked in, glancing back to see the people looking unamused.

"Thank you." You slightly nodded, passing him to hurry on to class. He seemed to be walking in the same direction before speaking up.

"Do you need any help?" He caught up to your peace, looking at your hands.

"Nope, I'm good, thanks." You rejected quicken your steps before he bid you goodbye, walking away in the opposite direction.

'he followed me to ask me if I needed help?' You quickly walked up the flights of stairs to the top floor, entering the empty classroom to claim the last two seats. Tohru enters shortly after, too excited to for latte to realize you were seated beside her. "I guess all it takes to kidnap you is a matcha latte" She looked up from your voice, cheekily smiling.

"Someone almost stole my latte." You went on to explain the scenario that happened minutes ago to her. She looked at you with an expression you couldn't read and she's quite the expressive person. "So yeah, he wanted to follow me and steal my latte. His eyes were literally glued to my latte." You waited for her burst of emotions.

"I don't know about you, but to me, he seemed like he was genuinely trying you help you out." You tried to see things through Tohru's perspective. "I mean for someone on our campus to actually step in and help out? Where's this guy from? Heaven?"

"Maybe. He was kind of cute." You confessed quietly. The class started to fill up with students.

"And you rejected him when that may be your one and only chance?!" You slapped Tohru's shoulder from her suddenly raise in voice. The class turned their attention to your corner as you hide your face behind your hands, hearing a awkward giggle from your friend. "Seriously though, you have to stop questioning everyone's intentions. That's the main reason you're still single." She finally whispers as you shot her a glare.

"And what about you? I don't see you with anyone." You rolled your eyes, hearing this complain from almost everyone. It's been several years since your last relationship and as much as you wanted to be in one, you found yourself not wanting to carry a conversation longer than greetings.

"I choose the single life. I believe the one for me will come when the time is right." She defense confidently. You scoffed at her nonsense.

"Well, I, too am waiting for my one."

"Well what if that was your one? And you just brushed him off?" She started to raise her voice again before your hand covered her mouth. The professor walked in just in time before Tohru could continue on with her love conspiracies. "I won't ever see him again so it won't matter." You added before facing the front of class, sensing her death stare.

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Ever since the incident and what Tohru said, you've been secretly wishing you could go back in time and acted differently. Your class schedule today was alone as Tohru was taking different courses from yours. You entered the lecture hall, taking a seat at your usual spot on the right side of the room, 10 rows from the front, the outermost seat. As students hustled in, a particular hair color caught your eye. It was the greyish purple haired male. The one you saw a week ago. He was in the same core class as you, meaning that he was probably in the same program as you. He walked up the left side of the room as you let out a relieved sigh.

As the professor wrapped up class, you started to pack your things, knowing your lab is quite the distance from where you are and with the limited time and weather condition outside, you weren't willing to take the late mark. You stood up to wear your jacket when a few things hit you;

everyone else was still seated expect you... and the male you couldn't tell if you're trying to avoiding or hoping to see

he was staring directly at you and was seated in the exact same spot but in the other side of the room

your arms were in a very awkward position. and frozen

You quickly darted your eyes away, internally screaming at how embarrassing it was. Just as you thought it couldn't get worst, you noticed a person in your pervious lab turning back to look at you. "Hey Y/N!" he normal voice was loud enough for the front section to hear. You awkward nodded before waving but it was too late because he faced back to the front of the class, so here you are, slowly waving at the back of his head, slowly sinking into your seat, slowly wanting to die and bury yourself in a hole. The professor dismissed class and you couldn't stand a second longer in the room as you darted out, rushing to your lab and trying to run away from embarrassment.

Luckily you made it on time when your lab room still have a lab ongoing so you waited outside until they were finished. You pulled out a water bottle, trying to twist it open but your sweaty palms would just slipped whenever you tried.

"Do you need any help?" Your eyes widen as you heard a familiar tone behind you. It was weird. You only heard him spoke twice and yet you were able to tell who it belonged to. Slowly turning, he peered over your shoulder, sending you his gentle smile. You took a couple of steps back, still trying to recover from what happened in the lecture hall. You couldn't face him like this.

"Nope, I'm good, thanks." You nervously chuckled gripping the water bottle tightly before you felt your top becoming damp. The water was leaking through your half opened lid. "Shit." You cursed, seeing the a huge damp spot on the front of your shirt. He quickly dug into his back for some napkins but before he was able to hand it to you, you were already off to the washroom.

You walked out to get your bag, feeling uncomfortable about how your morning was starting off when you saw a pocket of tissue on top of your bag. You stuffed it back into your bag, entering your lab. You couldn't focus on your lab, your thoughts were all over the place and all you wanted to do was just hide under your blankets, away from the world. Walking out of the lab, the doors of a room further down the hall opened as the male walked out. You froze, praying he doesn't look back. He continues walking down the hall, as you mutely followed behind. Stopping to stare out the window, taking in the white view of first snow on the trees.

"It's so pretty." You spoke to yourself.

"It sure is." You almost jolted, stepping back from his sudden appearance. You swore you saw him walking down the stairs. "Is your shirt okay?" You instantly covered your shirt, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"Yes, it's okay now." You stared out the window, feeling the awkward tensions around the two of you.

"I'm Yuki. Yuki Sohma." He introduces himself with his hand extended. You looked at his hand, hesitant on whether or not to shake it.

"I'm Y/N L/N." You slowly reach out to his hand and shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N." You slightly nodded before looking at your phone, seeing that your bus comes in a few minutes. You quickly throw on your jacket, opened your bag to grab your scarf when you saw the tissue.

"Here you go." You handed him the tissues but he looked at you confusingly. "Oh, is this not yours?"

"No it is bu-"

"Thanks. I didn't use it so it's not opened." You gave him the tissues before taking off. He saw you run to the station through the window, softly smiling at himself.

"You didn't have to return the tissues." He looked at the tissue in his hand.

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The boy you thought you never see again began to be the person you pumped into the most in the weirdest places. Though he didn't have many classes with you, his classes all somehow ended up to be near yours, so whenever you came out, he was there. You started to having bad feelings for him, wondering if all this encounters are purely by coincidence or stalking. Tohru has been pressuring you to chat up a conversation with him but you didn't have to guts or interest to. Yes he was very attractive and all but you only thought of him as someone you could admire from afar. He was way out of your league. He was a smooth talker and proper whereas you're awkward and clumsy. He's been trying to offer you help whenever it seemed like you needed it but you were starting to feel like he was making fun of what you were capable of.

"Do you need help with that?" He approached you as you carried stacks of paper and coffee for your club's meeting.

"Nope, I'm good, thanks."

"Do you need a hand?" You were stapling some posters for your club's event. You stood on a stool, trying to reach the empty spot at the top.

"Nope, I'm good, thanks."

"Do you need any help?" You were carrying a box filled with equipment with wires dangling out.

"Nope, I'm good, thanks" Every time he asked, you felt like you were being looked down on. You clearly had it fine but for some reason, his offer doesn't seem to kind in your eyes anymore.

"I'm telling you, he's looking down on me." You spoke to your club members as they asked about the mysterious guy who has been following you to the club.

"I don't think so." One of them spoke. "I have mutual friends with him and he's actually a really kind person."

"Maybe you should just let him help. He won't feel so bad for himself." Another joins in.

You shook your head, not understanding what they're saying. "But I'm fine without any help. I got it under control." You crossed your arms, feeling a little triggered by his actions.

"I'm telling, what if he genuinely just wants to help and you're just turning him down? If I were him, I would feel pretty hurt myself." Tohru tries to explain herself and the club members agreed, making you feel helpless on what to do.

"But he's literally everywhere I go. You can't tell me he's not stalking me. It's too coincidential to be a coincidence" You bring out another point to only see them shake their heads in disapproval.

"Coincidence is the first sign of love."

"Maybe it's not a coincidence... but fate." You facepalmed from your unhelpful friends

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The club meeting ended a lot later than expected from the upcoming events and promotions. You volunteered to lock up the room as you wanted to finish up a couple of things before leaving. You glanced out the window, seeing the snow slowly fall, melting away all your tiredness. You wore your jacket, locking up the room before heading out the building. It was already dark outside, as the light post was your only light source to the station. You started to walk, hearing the doors behind you open. Yuki was walking out as your quicken your steps, feeling scared about what he might do. The sudden gust of wind cause a chill through your neck as you notice you weren't wearing your scarf. You whipped your bag to the front, unzipping your bag to only see your bag empty without your scarf. You must've forgotten it at home.

"Y/N?" A soft voice called out. You didn't know if the chills you were feeling were from the wind or him. You turned around as he quicken his steps to you. "Walking to the station?" He asked but you froze and instead back up slowly. "Y/N?" He tried to approach you before you stopped him with your hands

"Why are you always following me? Are you trying to stalk me? What do you want from me?" His eye widen as you spoke loudly. You were shaking from fear and the cold. "Don't come closer. Leave me alone."

"Okay okay, but just listen to what I have to say." He took out his phone, tapping on his screen. "I think you have the wrong idea. I wasn't following or stalking you." He showed his phone with the messages he exchanged with one of your club members. She was technically setting up all the club encounters without the two of you knowing. "She told me that she needed something from me but every time I go where she said she'll meet me, she's never there." You gave yourself a mental note to give her an earful the next time you saw her. You felt a little more relieved that he didn't have any bad motives.

"Then why are you looking down on me?" he blinked several times, trying to make sense of what you said. "Do you not think I'm capable of what I'm doing." He finally understood what you're saying

"Of course not! I swear, that wasn't my intentions. I was truly just asking if you needed some help." He looked away from you. "You always look so hard work and all. I thought I could offer you a hand." His cheeks were tinted red but you couldn't tell if it's from the cold or something else. "I promise, I didn't mean to come off to you at all. I've always admire how diligent you are."

You breathlessly chuckled, feeling at ease. He kind of felt the same as he mirrored your actions. The two of you slowly walked to the station, as a conversation naturally started without you coming to realize.

"I have to say though, I felt kind of hurt that you kept on brushing me off." You felt guilty on holding bad thoughts about him. "I thought I was annoying you or something. But it’s weird, because it’s almost like we always bump into each other” he spoke your exact thoughts. “I guess it might be fate.” He quickly mumbled but you were able to caught what he was saying. You couldn’t help but to smile.

"Sorry about that." You apologized but he smiled, almost brightening your whole surrounding. “I don’t believe in fate, but maybe this is proof that it does exists.” You took the risk. It was now or never.

"I'm glad we cleared out the misunderstanding." You nodded, smiling before shivering, feeling the cold air travel down and into your jacket. He stopped you before facing you.

"Where's your scarf?" Your heart fluttered that he remembered you always carried your scarf.

"I most've left it at home." You looked to the side, hiding your shame.

"Do you need help?"

"N-"

"'Nope, I'm good, thanks'" He answered before you could speak feeling flustered.

"No seriously though, I'm good. We're almost at the station." You peeked behind him expecting to see the station but to your surprise, you still had some way to go. He started to take his scarf off his neck. "Yuki-"

"Just," He stepped closer to you, wrapping the scarf around your neck. "let me." he finishes tying a knot. The scarf felt warm from his body temperature. You touched your cheeks, trying to hide your redness. "I was finally able to help you somehow." He softly spoke, gently caressing your hair before his eyes travelling to your red fingertips. He took your hands, removing his right glove and helping you wear it on your right hand. You remained silent, not knowing what to do. He extended his left hand to you.

"May I?" You looked at him before smiling, offering his right hand as he intertwined his fingers, stuffing your hand in his into his jacket pocket.

"I guess today, I'll be helping you."

"Thank you Yuki."

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear that."

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