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A3! x SANRIO: WINTER TROUPE 🍬
#a3! act! addict! actors!#a3! mankai company#sanrio characters x a3!#a3 x sanrio#a3! x sanrio collaboration#a3! 2023 event#art#cute#costume#design#fashion#a3! winter troupe#tsumugi tsukioka#tasuku takato#homare arisugawa#azuma yukishiro#hisoka mikage#guy#guy nishiki
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⚜ FIRST MEETING [A3! - WINTER TROUPE] ⚜
┌── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────
characters: tsumugi tsukioka | tasuku takato | hisoka mikage | homare arisugawa | azuma yukishiro | guy
summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate.
warnings: pretty much what you'd expect with the winter troupe.
rating: sfw
a/n: i have no words for how difficult the winter troupe is, not really in terms of coming up with ideas but in terms of not making everything incredibly sad. they're all babies and i want to hug them. so i made most of the alphas want to do that too.
~🎕
└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────
≿━━━━༺❀ tsumugi tsukioka ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were an aspiring musical director, still looking for your permanent place in the industry. but for the time being, you were doing gigs at random theaters who wanted to try out musicals, and lots and lots of schools.
✿ you were 22, the same age as tsumugi. you'd graduated as a director a year prior, though you'd not had much luck finding actual work, much like tsumugi.
✿ you'd been at a performance of a local theatre group that you'd been helping with their first musical. it was the very first one, and you couldn't have been more proud of the kids. one of them had invited their tutor, tsumugi, to come see the performance. you happened to spot him in the audience, looking enraptured by the acting, and decided to go up to him to chat.
✿ tsumugi didn't initially realize that you were the director (you looked like a substitute teacher to him), so he felt pretty free to gush about the performance as much as possible. so when you invited him to see the next one you were directing, he almost had a heart attack.
✿ tsumugi, even before meeting you, could tell how passionate you were about your craft, just by how passionate the kids were about it. so, meeting you, actually meeting you, he felt some spark light up in him. he's always loved passionate people.
tsumugi was just so cute, like a little flower who looked so lost in the midst of all those people. it all just made you want to nurture him, even if you didn't know in what way yet. but you truly felt that he was special, he was important.
≿━━━━༺❀ tasuku takato ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were an ambitious little theatre armorer, who'd just gotten your big break in the industry. you'd been completely sword crazy most of your life so when you were as a teenager informed that you could just make them professionally, you were all in.
✿ you were 23, a year older than tasuku. you'd been working as a theatre armorer for two years, but you'd not really been successful prior to getting your break at god-za.
✿ you'd just been hired at god-za, for their next play that involved a medieval setting, and thus they needed swords. you were extremely excited to make them some. and the first one you needed to take measurements for happened to be tasuku, who got a faceful of measuring tape the moment he stepped into your office.
✿ you became a rather familiar face to tasuku, as the main lead in most plays he needed to see you often. and while he wasn't the chattiest person, you loved to gush to him about his performances and the way he looked with a sword in his hand.
✿ tasuku did not take long to realize that you had a bit of a crush on him (and his arms), which initially made him a bit uncomfortable. but getting to know you, and your passion for theatre, he might've grown a crush on you too. not that he'd ever admit it.
you fell in love with tasuku at first sight, he was your ideal omega. strong, excellent looking with a sword in his hand, what more could you want? and then you saw him on stage, and it was over for you, completely.
≿━━━━༺❀ hisoka mikage ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were a wellness counselor, you'd pretty much just started your practice. well, start was a strong word. you were still looking for a place to open up properly, but you were advertising to clients already for home appointments.
✿ you were 25. you'd just graduated as a counselor not even six months ago. hisoka was 25 too (?), having just arrived at the mankai company.
✿ you got a sudden call from someone by the name of izumi tachibana, who hired you to come by her company to help with a sudden emergency. though you didn't expect the emergency to be a homeless man with amnesia and a serious case of the sleeps. frankly, hisoka was barely awake when you arrived and introduced yourself.
✿ you ended up staying with the mankai company (and eventually became one of the winter troupe's actors), mostly just so you could keep an eye on hisoka. but also because you grew increasingly worried about everyone else in the house.
✿ hisoka did not think much about you at first. obviously, he was half-asleep when he first met you. but once he began to live with you (izumi put you as roommates once you joined the company) he started to like, a lot. you bought him marshmallows.
you were mostly worried. hisoka was... a lot, and also nothing at the same time. it took three days until you managed to get a proper sentence out of him. and he also kept stealing your marshmallows, which you forgave once you looked at his cute face.
≿━━━━༺❀ homare arisugawa ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were a composer, working with the mankai company. while originally you'd joined just to compose music for their plays, you'd recently become interested in acting and wanted to join their new troupe.
✿ you were 30 years old, a whole three years older than homare. you'd been a composer for almost 15 years, though you'd been one professionally for ten of those.
✿ you actually met during one of your violin performances, one of the rare ones you were still doing independently. he'd been in the audience, and afterwards came to you to gush about your performance and the inspiration it gave him. and then he recited one of his... poems to you.
✿ you ended up seeing homare around a lot (he claimed you were his new muse) and when the company started looking for members you immediately dragged homare to the audition. he was perfect (and the only possible roommate who wouldn't mind your late night jam sessions).
✿ seeing you on stage, focused on your instrument and playing the most beautiful music ever, struck something very deep inside of homare. he'd never had so much inspiration before. he didn't know the word for the feeling, but would later realize that it was love.
to you... well, homare was eccentric, but in a good way. you rather liked his weird habits, and his appreciation for your craft. it'd been a long time since anyone felt that way about your music. he made you feel warm again.
≿━━━━༺❀ azuma yukishiro ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were a bartender, you'd just started working at a local bar after... well, let's just say you'd led a very interesting life and hadn't had an actual job in forever. you'd just recently moved to japan to get away from that life.
✿ you were... you didn't remember how old you were actually. you'd lost a couple of years, so to speak, but that's a whole another story. and nobody knows how old azuma is, ever.
✿ how you met is simple really, azuma was a customer of yours. you'd literally just started working, and he was the first customer you ever had. he sat down in front of you, and asked you to make him your signature drink. obviously, you didn't have one, so you improvised. and that's how 'winter camellia'-cocktail was born.
✿ azuma became a regular of yours, showing up at least once a week to more or less flirt with you. you both became an essential part of each other's lives, even though you both lead completely separate lives outside of the bar.
✿ as most of your customers did, azuma found you calming, someone he could talk to about anything. not that he did, but he felt like he could. you were just what he needed in life after a hard day, just a smile from you could make his day.
azuma was the prettiest person you'd ever met, and his flirting didn't help your immediate crush in anyway. but your... life choices kept you from ever thinking of yourself as proper mate material for someone like him.
≿━━━━༺❀ guy ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were a florist, you'd been one for as long as you could remember. you'd inherited the shop from your oma and appa, though you'd recently been recruited for the winter troupe as you'd been providing the company with flower arrangements previously and became interested in acting as well.
✿ you were somewhere in your thirties, at least as far as you were aware. but everyone really got the feeling that you and guy were around the same age, but neither of you really knew.
✿ you were delivering flowers to the company when guy arrived, and as the only member who could proficiently speak english and zahran you were forced to greet him. the only problem was that you were carrying several pots of flowers, which made for a bit of a situation. thankfully, guy helped you before you dropped the delicate ranunculus'.
✿ guy was assigned to room in your dorm, which you didn't mind as long as he didn't mind the numerous flowers in there. though to your surprised, he seemed to love them, even if it was hard to tell. and he was excellent help with all your plants.
✿ guy technically didn't think much of you. all your passions seemed to be towards plants, and nothing else. but he quickly came to realize that you were actually the one in the troupe who could pick up on his emotions the best and actually put words to them.
guy was... difficult. not as a roommate, or as a person, just to communicate with. he was very different from the only other person you spoke zahran with, but you found him refreshing. and his love of plants made you love him just a bit.
#⚜ garden walks#omegaverse#a/b/o#alpha!reader#x reader#a3!#tsumugi tsukioka#omega!tsumugi#tasuku takato#omega!tasuku#hisoka mikage#omega!hisoka#homare arisugawa#omega!homare#azuma yukishiro#omega!azuma#guy#omega!guy#a3! - winter troupe
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pensando.....en fuyupoly
#q tan real seria del 1 al 10 si dsp de los votos nupciales de homare en nocturnality todos dijeran#ah claro como todos dijimos q estabamos de acuerdo con eso debemos estar saliendo ahora#Excepto tasuku q es. tasuku y literalmente dijo q si vas a decir algo asi q lo digas directamente Fuentes: my master likes a mystery#creo q seria gracioso y medio on brand? obviamente el primero en darse cuenta q tasuku se quedo un par de pasos atras ahi seria azuma pero#no se si diria algo creo q si yo fuera azuma esperaria a la tsumugi intervention pq seria mas gracioso ver a hisoka asumiendo q#capaz tampoco quiere la super seriedad de homare igual q el. y a homare dando vueltas x las paredes#NO LE LLEVARIA HASTA GUY PARA DARSE CUENTA O SI.....no se. es tasuku....pero tsumugi y azu no lo dejarian no#no???
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Event | Sanrio characters x A3! | EP: Letters of Promise
Izumi: There’s a lot of letters today.
Izumi: Hmm, this one's for me, this one’s for Azuma-san, this is an announcement from the shopping district. And then…
Izumi: T-These are…!
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Izumi: Guys! Some letters from Kitty-chan and the others just came!
Kazunari: Eh, for realsies!?
Misumi: Waah, read them, read them~!
Kitty’s Letter: “To everyone from MANKAI Company. It was a lot of fun acting with you.”
Kitty’s Letter: “I’d love to see more of your stories! Someday, I’d like to go to MANKAI Theater to see one of your performances.”
Sakuya: Kitty-chan… Fufu, I had fun too.
Chikage: Who’s the one you’re holding from, Masumi?
Masumi: …Kuromi.
Citron: Oh? What did she write?
Kuromi’s Letter: “How are you guys doing?”
Kuromi’s Letter: “After the performance, My Melo got interested in acting, and we even did an etude together.”
Kuromi’s Letter: “Well, the story was great and the play was super~ fun, so I can get why My Melo feels like that!”
Kuromi’s Letter: “Next time, I’m gonna invite My Melo to perform too. Of course, I’ll be acting with her too ♪”
Masumi: …She’s just adding more actors on her own.
Itaru: That’s assuming we even do a second run at all.
Tsuzuru: But when you put it like that, it makes me kinda want to do another one.
Yuki: Tenma, who's yours from?
Tenma: Ah, um… Daniel.
Daniel’s Letter: “Thanks for performing with us! I was wondering if the play would turn out good with so many new people…”
Daniel’s Letter: “But everyone from Summer Troupe and the rest of MANKAI Company welcomed us so warmly, so I feel like we created something really good.”
Daniel’s Letter: “Next time you visit, we’ll make sure to introduce you to more of our friends.”
Kazunari: Ahaha, that’s so Daniel!
Kumon: Right! I thought he was so gentlemanly and cool when I first met him!
Misumi: This one’s from Cogimyun!
Cogimyun’s Letter: “The play… Was very fun myun…♪”
Cogimyun’s Letter: “Becoming friends with all of you became one of Cogimyun’s treasures myun…”
Cogimyun’s Letter: “Can we meet again myun…? I can’t wait to play with everyone again…♪”
Muku: My memories from the rehearsals and performance are like treasures too.
Misumi: We’ve gotta go back to play with Cogimyun some time~.
Kazunari: Then should we like… Make a plan to go back ASAP!?
Muku: Waah, yeah!
Kumon: Yeah, yeah! When should we go? Tenma-san’s next vacation?
Yuki: Quit jumping the gun.
Tenma: Well… I’ll check my schedule.
Taichi: Uwoah! This letter’s from Purin!
Purin’s Letter: “How is everyone~?”
Purin’s Letter: “I did some dessert research with my friends for when I see you all next ♪ So let’s have a pudding party next time.”
Purin’s Letter: “Oh, and I wanna know everyone’s favorite desserts. Ehehe, just imagine how fun it’ll be~♪”
Juza: …Pudding party.
Taichi: Juza-san looks like he’s about to drool just thinking about it!
Banri: Seriously. It ain’t supposed to be a personal letter.
Omi: A pudding party sounds great.
Azami: Yeah, I mean, he did mention it during rehearsals.
Sakyo: I mean… He did say he likes to eat.
Taichi: Yeah! I love to eat too! Let’s go, pudding party!
Omi: Haha, yeah. I’ll learn some new recipes for it.
Juza: Leave the taste testing to me. I’ll definitely help make somethin’ that Purin’ll like.
Banri: Like hell you’ll help make it! …You just wanna eat.
Tsumugi: This one is from Cinnamon-kun.
Cinnamon’s Letter: “The play was really fun~! I told all my friends about that day ♪”
Cinnamon’s Letter: “They all seemed really interested in everyone’s performance!”
Cinnamon’s Letter: “They wanna do a musical together someday. And I wanna try to do one too ♪”
Tsumugi: Ahaha, I’m glad.
Tasuku: Huh, so they’re interested in musicals.
Homare: Oho, I’d love to take on that challenge as well.
Hisoka: I wanna eat cinnamon rolls again.
Azuma: Fufu, of course.
Hisoka: Cinnamon told me that the terrace seats at the café are perfect for sunbathing. I wanna take a nap with him.
Guy: We still have lots to do with Cinnamon and the others.
Izumi: (…Everyone is smiling so nicely.)
Izumi: (I’m sure that what we gained from the performance that day will be a cherished memory for all of us.)
Izumi: (…I hope we can see all of the Sanrio characters again some time.)
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I tried the A3! Ship chart except my brain is always on overdrive so I don't know what's going on. Everything here is under aspec lens so nothing is romantic unless stated otherwise.
Detailed explanation under the cut.
This basically means that they have a label on their relationship but they're alterous. I think BanTsumu are boyfriends and possibly married in the future. To be honest, I don't really care what their labels is but I think they're the type to put a name on their relationship.
Established:
BanTsumu is my ultimate OTP, I just like the peaceful vibes they give. Tsumugi becomes a lot more playful when he's around Banri and Banri is uncharacteristically always tied around Tsumu's little finger. They're polar opposites but they find comfort in each other like how Banri helped calm Tsumugi down with a cup of coffee when he was nervous and how Tsumugi makes Banri feel safe enough to release his worries. As an aspec mf their dynamic feeds my soul!
Romantic:
1. SakyoIzu: they're not really my top choice but if I'm gonna ship them, I think they would be romantic.
2. TaiYuki: Taichi definitely has the fattest crush on Yuki and I think once he realizes it, he's gonna want something more out of it.
3. TsumuHaru: Tsumugi and Haruto just scratch an itch in my head😔 I think they're the type of couple who tease each other endlessly, act like they're done with each other's antics, and they constantly bicker but at the end of the day, they understand each other most.
OTP:
1. ChikaIzu: MY ALTEROUS BELLS 🫶 RING SO HARD FOR THESE TWO. They are family and they would do anything for each other. They're not shy to reach out when the other needs help, they make promises with each other, they have a playful dynamic, they bond with each other even in the most mundane settings... MY BRAIN JUST HURTS WHEN I THINK OF THEM because I want what they have!!!
2. AzuTasu: Tasuku is just so down bad for Azuma, man. LIKE WHAT EVEN IS THE ENTIRETY OF NOCTURNALITY? Not only that, Tasuku is DENSE but for some reason, he's always one step ahead of comforting Azuma. Also, why does he call everyone by their last name EXCEPT AZUMA 😭 LIKE WHAT THE HELL? Don't even get me started with Azuma's semi playful flirting and Tasuku just responds in the most sincere way THEN AZU GETS ALL FLUSTERED? Whenever these two interact, I just want someone to punch me.
3. HisoIta: I saw this ship one day, thought about it for 10 minutes, and hopped in the ship. I love the idea of spoiler x spoiled. Itaru is SO good at spoiling people and Hisoka is like a cat that needs to be spoiled rotten. Hisoka is also the type of person who will let you do your thing but he'll try to help you in his own terms when he feels like you need help. I like that cause I think Itaru likes his own space and pace so Hisoka is perfect for that!!
4. ME AND KASUMI : look, I know her wife died and I'm sorry but like... If the triplets need a stepmom just hook me up.
Like:
1. JuTen: I just love the mutual respect they have for each other 🛐
2. HisoSaku: TWO ANGELS TOGETHER IS NEVER THE WRONG MOVE!!! Hisoka has this vibe that he's always carrying something heavy and I think whenever he's around Sakuya, he relaxes and he likes watching over how pure Sakuya is about everything. I think if Sakuya asks Hisoka for a favor, he would skip his sleep just to fulfill it.
3. BanSaku: THESE TWO JUST.... *SQUISH* I have no words except AHHHHHHH KEEP LOOKING OUT FOR EACH OTHER!!!
4. TenSaku: Tenma's crush on Sakuya in Act 1 never died on me. Sakuya's acting was acknowledged to not be the best at that time but he just saw how pure and passionate Sakuya is for acting so he felt inspired. HE TALKED TO HIM TO RESPECTFULLY TOO LIKE 🙉🙉 Y'all make me crazy.
5. CitoTsuzu: Citron please keep looking after our playwright boy. He may complain all the time but he looks up to you so much and I know you adore him for all he is.
Poly:
1. Fuyupoly: Fuyu is so unserious 💀 I know they're supposed to be the mature group but I swear I was never fully sold on that idea. I think they'd all live together with their shenanigans until they die.
2. CitoIzuChika: This is kinda complicated but like Citron and Izumi are bros, super tight bros, they always go out together and hang out— everyone is convinced they are together. Chikage and Izumi are the same but their dynamic is more serious than the crackhead energy CitoIzu gives. At one point, they just started going on dates together and now they have this giant queerplatonic poly/polybromantic thing going on.
I do not know how my brain cooked this up so please don't ask.
BroTP:
1. MukuYuki: MY BABIES 🫶 I want them to be there for each other forever
2. KumoAzuShift: The Bois hanging out.
3. TaiAza: the bois hanging out 2. Azami better be Taichi's wingman for Yuki!
4. BanIta: I think this is very common but it's mostly because of their gaming ventures.
5. BanTen: Their interests line up really well and I just love watching them talk tbh
6. ChikaIta: Please roast each other even more 🤗 also, Chikage is Hisoka's brother but Hisoka is with Itaru. I like them getting along but also I like Chikage being like "what the fuck" everytime he sees a new side of Hisoka when he's with Itaru. Maybe we can have either side ranting to Chikage about their relationship problems and Chikage is like "just fucking talk to each other my god".
7. MasuSaku: THE OG LEADS
8. MasuTange: Tangerine is so cute and I love love love him with Masumi. Masumi is so >:( while Tangerine is a ball of sunshine!! I need more interactions with the two of these!! LIKE AT LEAST SHOW US THEM CALLING EACH OTHER 😭
9. CitoIzu: MY ULTIMATE BRO OF ALL BROTPs! 🛐 These two will probably do anything together and I mean anything. I'm convinced they'd get married while skydiving just to prove a point they're making. They are besties who enable each other's bad ideas 😍 and I love it. My favorite genre is dumbasses being dumbasses.
NOTP:
1. JuBan : I don't hate JuBan but I have bad experiences with JuBan fans that kinda ruined the ship for me :( I'm sorry it's not them, it's the fans that terrorize my BanTsumu posts in the past.
Parent:
1-4. Kumon and Muku w Guy and Tsumugi: I just want the winter adults to look after my chaotic chuunibyou son and his cute but equally chaotic cousin. Guy looking after anyone in general is adorable to be honest and I like Tsumugi's teacher side.
#a3#a3! act addict actors#a3!#a3! game#act addict actors#a3! ships#i talk a lot#honestly if you give me ANY rarepair theres a 80% chance ill agree w u#brainspilling so i dont carry these in my exams
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✿ rules & tags ✿
—✿ what i will write:
fluff, angst, and suggestive content (to an extent)
oneshots, headcanons, and character interactions
x reader (and sometimes character x character)
AUs/crossovers (as long as I know the other media well enough)
romantic and platonic/general relationships
—✿ what i won't write:
gore/descriptive injury
nsfw
pedophilia
incest/stepcest
yandere
—✿ characters i'll write for:
i'm sorry if there's a character you wanted to request but isn't on the list! some of them are just harder for me to write than others </3 (the genshin list may be updated when new characters are released!)
bold = strictly platonic only
◦ genshin impact ◦ — amber, bennett, fischl, kaeya, razor, diluc, jean, venti, klee, albedo, beidou, chongyun, xiangling, xingqiu, zhongli, xiao, yelan, thoma, gorou, heizou, kazuha, ayaka, itto, tighnari, cyno, wanderer, childe, dainsleif
◦ twisted wonderland ◦ — riddle, trey, cater, ace, deuce, leona, ruggie, jack, kalim, jamil, vil, rook, epel, idia, ortho, lilia, silver, sebek, che'nya, neige, grim
◦ a3! ◦ — sakuya, masumi, tsuzuru, itaru, citron, tenma, yuki, muku, misumi, kazunari, banri, juza, sakyo, omi, taichi, tsumugi, tasuku, homare, hisoka, azuma, izumi
—✿ special blog tags:
random posts (i.e. me posting random thoughts, ect) — 🌸.stray flower
non-request asks i answer — 🌸.small bouquet
writing (both requests and non-requests) — 🌸.floral arrangement
romance — 🌸.red rose
platonic/general — 🌸.yellow rose
fluff — 🌸.forget-me-not
angst —🌸.bleeding heart
suggestive — 🌸.jasmine
#genshin impact x reader#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#a3! x reader#a3 x reader#🌸.florist's rules
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A3! Masterlist ❀
Harugumi / Spring Troupe:
❀ Sakuya Sakuma
↳ none yet...!
❀ Masumi Usui
↳ Headcanons with a Fem!S/O that Crossdresses
❀ Tsuzuru Minagi
↳ none yet...!
❀ Itaru Chigasaki
↳ none yet...!
❀ Citron
↳ none yet...!
❀ Chikage Utsuki
↳ none yet...!
Natsugumi / Summer Troupe:
❀ Tenma Sumeragi
↳ none yet...!
❀ Yuki Rurikawa
↳ Headcanons w/ a Quiet & Gentle S/O
❀ Muku Sakisaka
↳ Fluffy Dating Headcanons
↳ Best Friend Headcanons
❀ Misumi Ikaruga
↳ none yet...!
❀ Kazunari Miyoshi
↳ Reader Helping Taichi&Kazunari Dye Their Hair
❀ Kumon Hyodo
↳ none yet...!
Akigumi / Autumn Troupe:
❀ Banri Settsu
↳ Banri Settsu x Veludo Arts Student!Reader HCs
❀ Juza Hyodo
↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O that has a huge sweet tooth like him
❀ Taichi Nanao
↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O who loves art
↳ Reader Helping Taichi&Kazunari Dye Their Hair
❀ Omi Fushimi
↳ none yet...!
❀ Sakyo Furuichi
↳ none yet...!
❀ Azami Izumida
↳ none yet...!
Fuyugumi / Winter Troupe:
❀ Tsumugi Tsukioka
↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O that’s similar to him
❀ Tasuku Takato
↳ none yet...!
❀ Hisoka Mikage
↳ none yet...!
❀ Homare Arisugawa
↳ none yet...!
❀ Azuma Yukishiro
↳ none yet...!
❀ Guy
↳ none yet...!
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23 Flavors of 28 Days
by itaroons
That's right, baby! FOFEB is BACK IN ACTION! This year, I bring you 23 different fandoms of self ships! Based on the revised list by tumblr user selfship -monster-lover ! Some are oc x canon, some are spin-offs or based on previous/future works, all are gay as fuck. Varying from 800 words to 1.3k+, I hope you enjoy seeing your favorite Tyz ships once again, or maybe even finding a new vice! NOTE: Since im 23 irl, most of these self inserts are altered a bit (aged up, different life circumstances, general fictional stuff). Warnings for each chapter will be posted in [] at the beginning of each chapter, and any associated works will be listed at the end of a chapter. The list of fandoms matches the order of chapters, for those of you who may only want to read certain chapters (The repeat fandoms are DGS in ch16, A3 in 17-18, DGS in ch26, and one more A3 in ch28) Thanks for reading!
Words: 27289, Chapters: 28/28, Language: English
Fandoms: 魔入りました! 入間くん | Mairimashita! Iruma-kun | Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun (Anime), モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100, Stardew Valley (Video Game), Great Pretender (Anime), 組長娘と世話係 | Kumichou Musume to Sewagakari | The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting (Anime), 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games), Fairy Tail, Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler, ヒプノシスマイク | Hypnosis Mic (Albums), Zombieland Saga (Anime), Hades (Video Game 2018), 吸血鬼すぐ死ぬ | Kyuuketsuki Sugu Shinu | The Vampire Dies in No Time (Anime), Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, IDOLiSH7 (Video Game), A3! (Video Game), Tiger & Bunny, Soul Eater (Anime & Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Anime), Cowboy Bebop (Anime), さらざんまい | Sarazanmai (Anime), 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs, 血界戦線 | Kekkai Sensen | Blood Blockade Battlefront, Our Life: Beginnings & Always (Visual Novel)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M, Multi
Characters: fun fact you can only have 75 tags across fandom/relationships/charas/more tags, so. i cannot list everyone. just look at the relationships
Relationships: Naberius Kalego/Original Character(s), Reigen Arataka/Dimple/Original Character, Elliott (Stardew Valley)/Original Character(s), Edamura Makoto/Original Character(s), Tooru Kirishima/Original Character, Naruhodou Ryuunosuke/Kazuma Asougi/Original Character, Loke/Original Character, William T. Spears/Original Character(s), Mad Trigger Crew/Original Character, Tatsumi Kotarou/Original Character, Zagreus/Thanatos/Original Character, Draluc/Ronaldo/Original Character, Roy Mustang/Original Character(s), Nikaidou Yamato/Izumi Mitsuki/Yaotome Gaku/Original Character, Tsukioka Tsumugi/Takatoo Tasuku/Arisugawa Homare/Yukishiro Azuma/Original Character, herlock sholmes/original character, Utsuki Chikage/Citron/Chigasaki Itaru/Original Character, Furuichi Sakyo/Original Character, tachibana izumi/original character, Barnaby Brooks Jr./Kaburagi T. Kotetsu/Original Character, Franken Stein/Original Character(s), Loid Forger/Yor Briar Forger/Original Character, Spike Spiegel/Original Character(s), Akutsu Mabu/Niiboshi Reo/Original Character, Kunikida Doppo/Original Character, Zapp Renfro/Steven A. Starphase/Original Character, Barok van Zieks/Original Character(s), Cove Holden/Derek Suárez/Baxter Ward/Original Character, Utsuki Chikage/Original Character(s)
Additional Tags: Each chapter will have its warnings at the beginning but heres most of them:, Demons, Polyamory, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Implied/Referenced Torture, Yakuza, Secret Relationship, Period-Typical Homophobia, Circus, Campfires, Mental Health Issues, Anxiety, Missing Persons, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Possession, Surprises, Alcohol, Vampires, Blood Drinking, Psychic Abilities, Song Lyrics
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46701589
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Does this game know that I only like Tenma Sumeragi?👁️👄👁️
Nah I also like Tsumugi, he's a precious poor boy that needs Tasuku more but I prefer Tenma Sumeragi though (sorry for those who doesn't ship Tasuku x Tsumugi, !!!DNI if you are not a Tasuku x Tsumugi shipper!!!)
#a3!#a3! tsumugi#a3! tenma#act addict actors#omg pleasee#i want tenma#Tsumugi so cute#tsusuku#tsumugi x tasuke#tasuke x tsumugi
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childhood friends to lovers to enemies to rivals to friends to lovers
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Tsumugi: I find it attractive when Tasuku
Azuma: When Tasuku...?
Tsumugi: Yes
#a3#a3 incorrect quotes#a3! act! addict! actors!#a3 tsumugi#a3 azuma#a3 tasuku#tasuku x tsumugi#tsumugi x tasuku#tasutsumu#winter troupe#fuyugumi#tsumugi tsukioka#azuma yukishiro#tasuku takato
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bunnie!!! ur mind!!! the songs fit each member so well omg,,, i kept singing each song lmao,,, also may i present to u: spring day for tsumugi and tasuku (esp for before + start of winter troupe main story) 👀
now this... this is what i wanted someone to REQUEST!!! i had to take a break from writing an angst song fic to write ANOTHER angst song fic because i genuinely love this prompt so much!!! thank you so much for reading my mind, pines, omg!!! it’s good to see you again~ also, i like your blue theme!
summary: tsumugi came back to him like the first snow of every winter
warnings: break ups, hatred, heartbreak
author’s note: ok tala already basically wrote out the plot for me but here we go ~ Angst ~ for the boys and it’ll be a song fic, so expect it to follow the lyrics! i wrote this with the canon idea in mind that tasuku and tsumugi are ex–boyfriends turned lovers again so don’t be surprised from the #Gay~ happy pride!
sometimes, you’re with the right person at the wrong time. if they come back, it’s meant to be and it’ll be okay ♡ remember, communication is key!
word count: 6,509
music: spring day (jpn) – bts
spring day.
❄️📚⚽️ tsukioka tsumugi x takoto tasuku
I MISS YOU, SAYING THIS MAKES ME MISS YOU EVEN MORE,
I MISS YOU, EVEN THOUGH I’M LOOKING AT YOUR PHOTO
TIME’S SO CRUEL, I HATE US
SEEING EACH OTHER FOR ONCE IS NOW SO HARD BETWEEN US
Tsumugi was gone, like he never existed.
Every trace of him that was ever in Tasuku’s life was gone, there was nothing left. The apartment was left empty, bare, lifeless; it felt nothing like home, not anymore. When Tasuku searched the apartment, there was truly nothing that resembled any evidence Tsumugi was even alive. It was as if, he didn’t want Tasuku to remember him. To forget, to ignore the person he had shared his entire life with.
Tasuku paused at the one sign Tsumugi was real: the single framed picture near the front door. It was placed on the counter, the same stand where the couple would drop their keys at so they knew where everything was. Tasuku wanted to hear the sound of the metal clattering against the ceramic bowl Tsumugi crafted in pottery class, to hear Tsumugi affectionately call out, “I’m home!”, and for his brown peacoat jacket to be hung on the hook behind the door. Tasuku wanted Tsumugi to come back.
When Tasuku picked up the picture, his hand was shaking. Tasuku remembered this exact frame: the day he realized he was in love with his best friend. Tsumugi’s blue eyes were staring straight at the Tasuku with an indescribable look, an expression created and meant for Tasuku only. Characters closer than rehearsal called for, like they were the only two people in the world. It was moments before Tasuku had leaned in and kissed his co–star on stage on opening night, going against the script and changing the rest of his life forever.
Tsumugi looked alive. Real, like he could’ve just had him forever right then and there. A tear dropped onto the glass, running down the frame before Tasuku covered his mouth with his free hand, falling down to his knees as he held the photo to his chest. He couldn’t help but cry, cry for all the years he had spent loving someone who just left. Being in love with a man who woke up and took everything with him, disappearing into thin air. All Tasuku had left of Tsumugi were the memories, and this single picture.
Tasuku exhaled, his breath coming out short and ragged as he stared at the picture again despite knowing every detail. He could feel everything: the intense heat of the stagelights upon them, the shocked stares of the cast and murmurs backstage, the overwhelming applause and standing ovation from the crowd after the scene. The way Tsumugi couldn’t let go of his hand, trembling under the sudden attention but never faltering.
Tasuku remembered how he stood in front of Tsumugi anytime someone questioned it, feeling his gentle touch at the base of his back for comfort. The endless lingering stares in practice, the unanswered questions about how this happened, the kiss on stage that was too real. How that night, Tsumugi pulled them into the apartment for more like he couldn’t wait anymore after all these years just to say, “I love you, Ta–chan”.
Tasuku’s tears streamed down his face silently, for once feeling the anguish and heartbreak his roles felt. The abandoned apartment was only Tasuku’s, like Tsumugi didn’t spend the last three years living with him. It was as if, Tsumugi never loved him.
Tasuku loved Tsumugi, so, so much.
IT’S ALL WINTER HERE, EVEN IN AUGUST
MY HEART IS RUNNING ON THE TIME
ALONE ON THE SNOWPIERCER
WANNA GET TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE EARTH, HOLDING YOUR HAND
Tasuku was gone, and it was all his fault.
Tsumugi gripped the ticket in his hand, staring down the luggage he hastily packed. It was nearly bursting at the seams as he fiddled with the buckles, making sure nothing could hold him back from leaving his home. Nothing could keep Tsumugi from staying, as he silenced his phone and pocketed it away, missing the tens of calls and hundreds of text messages from his one and only. Tsumugi knew if he even checked for a second, he’d come running back to the man he loved most only to fail him again.
Tsumugi leaned back in his seat in the waiting area, surrounded by few, none of whom recognized him. How could they, when he had given up on succeeding as an actor like a coward? Tsumugi pulled up the collar of his jacket, slouching into his coat to hide from the rest of the world. He didn’t deserve to show his face, not after everything he did to Tasuku.
Tasuku would’ve woken up by now to go on his morning run. Tsumugi was supposed to beg him not to go, wanting the warmth to stay in bed just a little longer. Tasuku was supposed to firmly say no, give a kiss on the cheek as compensation, but come back much sooner than expected with a pretty flower he picked for Tsumugi. Tsumugi would get up and put in a vase, and the two would share breakfast together like always. It was the same for the past three years, Tsumugi felt his stomach rumble, he wasn’t a fan of breaking routine.
Tsumugi stared at his ticket, luckily recognizing the location he picked. He had to go, to leave, to abandon everything he had here with Tasuku that he impulsively arrived at the station with nothing but a suitcase and hopes for amnesia. However, it could’ve helped if Tsumugi even knew where this town was in Japan exactly, where his new start would be. He just knew it was far enough, and Tasuku would never find him there.
Tsumugi couldn’t help but think of how Tasuku must have been doing. Was he okay? Did he just think Tsumugi was out doing random errands? They were low on eggs, that could’ve bought him some time. Yet, some part of him, some selfish, undeserving fraction of his heart, wanted Tasuku to be running to the train station and taking him home. Back into his arms and safe from every insecurity Tsumugi ever had, Tsumugi wanted to come home.
As Tsumugi stood up, clutching his luggage with him and turning towards the exit to apologize to his boyfriend, the automated voice overheard announced his train was leaving in five minutes. Tsumugi stopped, the crowd pushing against his direction as they all headed towards the train. Tsumugi slowly turned too, forcing himself towards the entrance as he looked back once. Tasuku wasn’t there, maybe he didn’t want him to come back.
Tsumugi entered the train and found his seat, refusing to look out of his window. If he did, he would’ve saw Tasuku sprinting down the train station corridors and missing the train that took off.
If only, Tsumugi closed his eyes and leaned his head against the window as he sat alone, he was enough for Tasuku.
But, he wasn’t. Not now.
WANNA PUT AN END TO THIS WINTER
HOW MUCH LONGING SHOULD WE SEE SNOWING DOWN, TO HAVE THE DAYS OF SPRING, FRIEND?
When Tasuku departed the train station, out of breath from his fastest mile time yet, it began to snow. God must’ve hated him, wanted him to suffer, because Tasuku dropped down onto a bench for cover and stared at the snowflakes. He thought about how Tsumugi would’ve reacted, knowing how much his lover adored the winter season.
It was when Tsumugi’s timid, shy voice would amplify when he discussed anything he loved (did Tsumugi ever do that when the topic approached Tasuku?). Tsumugi would excitedly rave about the Christmas lights decorating the mall plaza that illuminated every shadow on his face in a rainbow of colors, the peppermint candy cane in his hot chocolate with those tiny marshmallows Tasuku always found too sweet but pretended to like anyways, even the minature train set up for the little kids to ride on and the fake but enthusiastic Santa sitting on a throne (Tsumugi liked reminding everyone Tasuku believed in Santa until third grade, much to his embarrassment).
Most importantly, Tsumugi loved the snow. When the first snow came, Tsumugi dropped everything he was doing to run outside and take it all in. More than once, Tasuku had to follow his boyfriend and attempt to convince Tsumugi to come inside or else he’d get sick. But, when Tasuku saw the white snowflakes surrounded Tsumugi’s midnight blue hair like a halo, the youthful energy building in his wide, happy eyes, and the way Tsumugi’s cheeks were flushed just waiting to be adored, Tasuku would stay outside for his angel even if it meant nursing him back to health.
Tasuku reached his hand out, feeling the soft embrace of the snow upon his fingertips. Was this a sign Tsumugi was still with him? Or, was this the universe’s fucked–up way of telling him to move on? His hand started shaking again, Tasuku dropped it to his side, wondering if it was because the temperature dropped significantly or he was still experiencing the side–effects of an anxiety attack. Frustrated, Tasuku wiped the tears off his face as he took out his phone and tried again. It went straight to voicemail, and Tasuku blinked away the remaining tears as he looked up at the grey clouds.
“Hello~ This is Tsukioka Tsumugi, I’m so sorry for not responding! If you have a message, please share at this beep! Beep~”
Tasuku hung onto every word, pretending like Tsumugi was next to him admiring the snow with awe. But, he wasn’t, not now or not ever for the next few years. Tasuku shivered, steeling his face as he sadly stared at the snow, wishing it wasn’t winter.
“Look outside. It’s the first snow.” Tasuku simply stated before hanging up, standing up and leaving the station. Tasuku didn’t look back, there was nothing for him left anymore, not even Tsumugi.
The snow seemed to follow him home, Tasuku wondered if the snow would bring Tsumugi back to him. Back home, back to him.
LIKE THE TINY DUST FLOATING IN THE AIR
WILL I GET TO YOU FASTER, IF I WAS THE SNOW IN THE AIR?
Tsumugi woke up just a hour later, awaken by the train chugging along the icy tracks as the passengers murmured something about the cold. Blinking slowly, Tsumugi adjusted his eyes to the darkened sky as he watched the urban city transform into a rural, country landscape. Yet, no matter where he went, there was snow.
Sitting up, Tsumugi pressed his face against the glass as he giddily admired the first snow of the winter season. He turned to the empty seat next to him, a big smile on his tired face.
“Ta–chan, look—” Tsumugi started, before his voice faded off to silence. An awkward, sheepish laugh left his lips when Tsumugi noticed the train attendant was shooting odd glances at him, though he expected some reaction since Tsumugi was an adult talking to nothing. Tsumugi shuffled back to look through the window, but it wasn’t the same. When was the last time he had experienced the first snow alone? Tasuku was always with him, but not anymore.
The snow swirled like it was a graceful waltz, and Tsumugi fondly remembered him and Tasuku’s first dance. It was perhaps a year into living together as roommates, and it was much later than they had anticipated. The radio was on, classical music a low hum in the background as Tasuku and Tsumugi studied their new scripts. It was another college play and the two were meant to learn ballroom dancing for their roles.
Tsumugi remembered the way Tasuku’s large frame let Tsumugi rest his head comfortably on his chest, the way their hands perfectly fit together, how they swayed in their empty kitchen like they were married. Tsumugi faintly traced his lips, remembering how Tasuku was about to lean in when he looked down, but Tsumugi had laughed and pushed him away, talking about how Tasuku always got too serious and connected to his characters. He regretted it, he should’ve kissed Tasuku back then.
Tsumugi finally broke down, trying to keep in his sobs as he tried to focus on the snow. He curled into a fetal position on the seat, closing his jacket around his mouth as he slammed his eyes shut. He knew his sniffles couldn’t be heard over the train operating, so he cried underneath the first snow.
Tsumugi didn’t even kiss Tasuku before he left forever.
SNOWFLAKES FALL DOWN AND GET FARTHER AWAY LITTLE BY LITTLE
I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU
HOW LONG DO I HAVE TO WAIT AND HOW MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS DO I HAVE TO SPEND TO SEE YOU, TO MEET YOU
Tsumugi stepped into the snow. After thanking the train conductor and checking out, the quiet town was covered in snow by the time he arrrived. It was still early afternoon, the tall skyscrapers and bustling citylife were gone, it was quiet now. This would be his community for the rest of his life, just hours away from his home. He was about to become a new person, but, how could he when the snow followed wherever he was?
Tsumugi stood at the entrance, not blocking anyone’s way since no one was there to begin with. It was just him underneath the roof of the station, waiting by the route map for a bus. It should be here in the next thirty minutes, so Tsumugi leaned against the exterior with a sigh, his breath soldifying mid–air. It was cold, frozen almost and Tsumugi’s hands felt like ice from being outside. It was winter, after all.
Fidgeting, Tsumugi shifted back and forth as he tried to find something to look at other than the snow. But, the vast land stretched for miles, buried in white like a snow globe. There was nothing here, and Tsumugi was afraid there was nothing for him as well.
A buzz. It caught Tsumugi’s attention as he impulsively checked his phone despite his rule not to. The silence must’ve turned off after a certain amount of time, as Tsumugi scrolled through the notifications bar. Just some colleagues congratulating him on his move, and family members requesting postcards. That was it, Tsumugi was about to close out of the messages before he noticed a number he memorized near the voicemail section.
Tsumugi pressed speaker, putting the phone next to his ear as he heard the stomp of work boots against the snow. And then, a quiet shudder, like a breath he held in for too long. Tasuku spoke but it sounded far away, like he really wasn’t there anymore.
“Look outside. It’s the first snow.” The line ended and Tsumugi blinked, trying to keep his tears in but he was so exhausted. Tsumugi dropped down to sit against the wall, sobbing loudly with no one to hear him for miles. Tsumugi held the phone to his chest, replaying the voicemail over and over again just to hear the love of his life’s voice. The same as always, never–changing and serious like his life depended on it.
Tsumugi cried and cried under the first snow until his bus arrived, the driver staring at him with something of concern. Tsumugi pushed himself back up at the sound of the bus stopping and gripped his bag, heading up the stairs and trying to pay the fare respectfully. A single word wasn’t exchanged, but the driver simply shook his head and gestured for him to go sit anywhere he wanted.
Tsumugi was too tired to insist on paying, just numbly nodded and rested his head against the window.
He wondered if Tasuku was looking at the same sky as him right now.
PASSING BY THE EDGE OF COLD WINTER
UNTIL THE DAYS OF SPRING, UNTIL THE DAYS OF FLOWER BLOSSOMS
PLEASE STAY, PLEASE STAY THERE A LITTLE LONGER
Tasuku called Tsumugi every day until the number was changed. He had left voicemails updating Tsumugi of his day, his days that were all the same. Every time Tasuku tried to apologize, his pride couldn’t make him say sorry without sounding like he was being forced, so he didn’t. Tasuku didn’t insist Tsumugi to come home, only to stay safe and take his time.
Tasuku told Tsumugi about their favorite theatre holding another play, one which he would have gotten front row tickets for. About how strangely quiet it was, not having to keep a watering of plants schedule anymore, having to wake up and go to sleep alone, not knowing where Tsumugi was. Tasuku spoke more than he ever did back then, knowing if this was his only way to be in touch with Tsumugi, he was going to take it and run like hell.
It was mid–winter early morning, and Tasuku was running, phone against his ear as he instinctually nearly picked a flower to bring home. He stopped, slightly panting as he waited for Tsumugi’s typical voicemail, but it didn’t beep. Instead, it was an automated voice, informing him this number was currently inactive.
Tasuku realized, that number was one of the only things he had left of Tsumugi.
Tasuku hung up, in disbelief as he pocketed his phone. Did he even listen to his voicemails? Where was he? Why couldn’t he just answer? Tasuku was about to phone Tsumugi again just to make sure, but one look at his contact picture was enough to make him stop and put it away. He knew too much about Tsumugi, but he had never felt this confused about someone in his entire life. Was this, for the best? Why did he change his number? Was this a sign?
Perhaps, it was finally time to move on, as the snow fell around Tasuku.
IS IT YOU WHO CHANGED, OR IS IT ME?
I HATE THIS MOMENT, THIS TIME FLOWING BY
WE ARE CHANGED, YOU KNOW
JUST LIKE EVERYONE YOU KNOW
Tsumugi tried to moved on, forgetting all about his past as he buried himself in his work and need to just ignore his past. He regularly updated his family on his predicament, claiming it was his mid–life crisis despite being in his early twenties. None of them asked about Tasuku, it was like they knew what had happened between them. Tsumugi built himself a life on a lie, conversing well with co–workers but coming back to an empty apartment at the end of the day.
At night, that’s when Tsumugi thought about Tasuku the most. Laying in bed through the sleepless nights without any want to close his eyes. How could he when all Tsumugi could see was Tasuku, Tasuku who he left because he was scared. Tsumugi stared up at the ceiling, the moonlight coming in through his open window as the curtains swayed slightly in the wind. The room was blue, and so was Tsumugi.
Leaving wasn’t planned, but it wasn’t a quick decision, either. Tsumugi remembered it all, falling in love with his best friend which he wasn’t worthy of. It was the night before everything changed, the last argument they had together. It was late, so late Tsumugi couldn’t keep his eyes open without crying when Tasuku raised his voice. He knew he didn’t mean to, he knew that now.
But back then, Tsumugi was so scared and trembling and terrified of how big Tasuku was. How intense he was with everything he said, the unrelenting passion burning and fueling Tasuku to do everything he did. Tasuku was fire, uncontrollable, raging flames that over time, melted Tsumugi to be nothing but a weak form of who he used to be.
“Tsumugi, why do you always give up like this? You can’t quit, you can’t keep doing this!” Tasuku demanded an answer, slamming his fist down on the kitchen table as he stood up, making Tsumugi flinch in his usual seat. When Tsumugi had told Tasuku they needed to talk, he didn’t expect this. Not the burning anger in Tasuku’s eyes, like this was the ultimate betrayal: to quit acting.
“I... I’m so sorry, Ta–chan.” Tsumugi tried to smile, but his form was shaking. He was shivering despite waking up in the middle of the night in Tasuku’s arms. Tasuku scoffed, like this whole situation was unbelievable, like he didn’t even know who Tsumugi was.
“We—you promised we’d be acting on the same stage together, to be in the same troupe together, do you remember that?” Tasuku spoke, all the frustrations he hid inside him coming out and singing every corner of Tsumugi’s stability. Tsumugi nodded carefully, trying to hide his shaky hands underneath the table as he gripped the base of the chair. He couldn’t start crying, not right now, not in front of Tasuku.
“I know, but I can’t. Not anymore, not when I can’t be the actor you want me to be.” Tsumugi tried to reason, but Tasuku just became even angrier. Like, this was the worst possible thing he could have ever said to him. Tsumugi wanted to reach out and flatten the creases on Tasuku’s forehead, gently cup his face with his trembling hands just to show he still loved him. But when Tsumugi tried to move closer, Tasuku held his hand up, like he couldn’t bear being anywhere near Tsumugi.
“Why do you keep doing this? Why... when we’re happy together?” Tasuku asked, but even he sounded unsure. Was Tsumugi happy with this relationship? Was this why he was quitting? Tsumugi didn’t say anything, just stared at his lover in silence with the pain of a thousand lifetimes. As if, this was his breaking point. Like, acting was slowly killing him to the point he had to run away. Or was it their relationship that pushed Tsumugi away? Did it go too fast? Was it not enough?
“What does this mean for us?” Tsumugi finally choked out, clearing his throat at his voice crack towards the end. The clock ticked, onward and onward even though it felt like time stopped. Tasuku just shook his head and went back into the bathroom. Tsumugi knew, this was the end.
Before Tasuku went, he stopped at the entrance and looked at Tsumugi, with something of tiredness and love all at once. Like, there was still a chance. “Let’s talk about this tomorrow morning, okay?” Tasuku offered, not questioning a thing when Tsumugi nodded with his fingers crossed behind his back.
Tsumugi stayed in the kitchen, keeping in his sobs as he let the tears finally fall down his face. He didn’t know ending his career would feel like the end of his first and only relationship.
Tsumugi went into their shared bedroom after he composed himself, but had to hang onto the door frame when he saw Tasuku was sleeping again, just with dried tears on his pillow. Tsumugi couldn’t do this to Tasuku, not when he couldn’t be the best actor for his boyfriend.
So, Tsumugi just took the suitcase he packed beforehand in case worst came to worst, he didn’t expect to use it. Tsumugi quietly was about to leave the bedroom, but looked back, wanting nothing more than to go back to bed and pretend like this break up never happened. He knew how much Tasuku must’ve been hurting, to have all these years acting together thrown away. Tsumugi couldn’t be selfish this time, not anymore, and left without another word.
Tsumugi always remembered it, how Tasuku cried himself to sleep because Tsumugi quit. That was all he could do, give up when it became too hot. That’s all he always did, nothing changed.
Tsumugi listened to the voicemails one last time, crying into his pillow as he heard the man he loved’s voice echo in his bedroom. He knew, he had to let go, to force Tasuku to move on. How could Tasuku love him after all this time, when he wasn’t the person he thought Tsumugi was? Which life was a lie, this one or the one where he acted on stage with Tasuku?
When Tsumugi changed his number, he didn’t look back. He had to move on, too, even if he was still in love with his best friend. Tsumugi would never see Tasuku again, knowing he was somewhere living his dream of acting was enough, that was more than enough. Tsumugi closed his eyes as the snow embraced him, falling delicately upon his eyelashes as a single tear dropped to the ground.
Tsumugi promised one day, he would see Tasuku on stage again.
YES I HATE YOU, YOU LEFT ME
BUT I NEVER STOPPED THINKING ABOUT YOU, NOT EVEN A DAY
HONESTLY I MISS YOU, BUT I’LL ERASE YOU
‘CAUSE IT HURTS LESS THAN TO BLAME YOU
Tasuku couldn’t move on. Not when he didn’t know where his boyfriend disappeared to, not when no one refused to tell him anything and lied their way out of the situation. It was as if everybody knew but Tasuku, as if he wasn’t that important to know to begin with. He couldn’t accept that Tsumugi was gone, that he was somewhere else out of his reach.
Recently, Tasuku started sleeping sooner just to dream of his face again. But it had been so long, that even small details he cherished were beginning to become blurry, faded even. It was better than nothing, pretending the love of his life was still here with him. Like he never left, like he had no reason to leave.
Why did he leave? Tasuku came home from practice and slammed the door that night, shaking the room as he entered. Without warning, glass shattered next to his feet as a picture frame fell. Tasuku picked it up with his bare hands, ignoring the sudden cut he got on his fingers as he gripped the frame tightly, staring at the picture with a sudden anger. Rage, undeniable, full–blown frustration that boiled ever since Tsumugi left. Something Tasuku had been avoiding to confront, something he didn’t want to do to avoid satisfying the demons.
But, Tasuku was so angry. Why did Tsumugi quit acting without telling him before the decision? Didn’t he trust him, why didn’t he trust him? Tasuku swore, kicking the pieces of glass to fly across the floor. What did he do wrong? Why wasn’t he worthy of Tsumugi’s love? Tasuku was shaking with rage, staring at Tsumugi’s photographed face and wondering if everything the angel convinced him of was a ploy, a fabricated web of lies that trapped him like a fool. Did Tsumugi even love him? Why did he lie about tomorrow morning? Why did he leave?
Why did he quit on them?
Tasuku shouted, releasing all the pent–up grief inside him as he threw the frame at the wall with a sickening thud, watching as it smashed even more. Why did he quit? Why, why, why? If only they talked the next morning, maybe Tasuku could’ve persuaded him to keep going, to stay with him, to not give up. Tasuku carefully went over to the photo, pulling out of the frame as he held it with both hands, sadly staring at Tsumugi. This was all he had left of him.
Tasuku tried to rip it in half, but his hands didn’t move. There was nothing he could have done, he couldn’t bring himself to break his heart even more. Tasuku let out a strangled sob, letting the picture flutter to the floor as he roughly pushed his own tears away, hating how tired he was from crying so much.
This was all he had left of Tsumugi, but maybe he didn’t want it anymore. Tasuku caught sight of the nightly snow. Maybe, he had to move on or else there would be nothing left for him.
Wherever Tsumugi was, it wasn’t with Tasuku, and that was the greatest betrayal of all.
I TRY TO EXHALE YOU IN PAIN, LIKE SMOKE, LIKE WHITE SMOKE
I SAY THAT I’LL ERASE YOU, BUT I CAN’T REALLY LET YOU GO YET
Tsumugi sat back row, farthest away from the stage years later. It was closing night for God Troupe, unforeseeably Tasuku’s last show for the troupe as Tsumugi watched with tears. Tasuku had grown so much, got even stronger and had the same stoic, serious persona as always. But his passion was even more electric, more intense, and more fiery all at once. It burned every time Tasuku immersed his entire soul in his character and it was like he wasn’t even himself anymore. Tsumugi almost didn’t recognize him, but his heart called out like it was still in love.
Tsumugi needed closure, just one last time he’d see his best friend. Although years had passed, Tsumugi still loved him and thought of Tasuku every time. He knew Tasuku didn’t feel the same, at least, not anymore. But, he promised himself that he would see Tasuku on stage again, Tsumugi couldn’t keep breaking his honor anymore, he had to keep this word. Tsumugi thought about his life, and how it was split between life before and after Tasuku, but no matter which stage he was at, Tasuku was always there.
Tasuku was always there, but not Tsumugi. Tsumugi left on his own accord, and to this day, he regretted it. As the show ended and Tasuku took a graceful bow towards the audience, Tsumugi gripped the bouquet of flowers in his hands as he shook, hiding behind the audience giving a standing ovation. There was no way in his right mind he could walk up and expect Tasuku to accept him back into his life, because that was unfair. To come back after all these years, not anymore, he had his wish fulfilled, now it was time to leave again.
Before Tsumugi could leave into the train station and disappear into the night, a flyer flew across the sky as it landed directly in front of Tsumugi’s feet. As he was about to board the train, Tsumugi picked it up and read the title, auditions for a threatre troupe named Mankai. He had seen their Autumn Troupe play, and it even made him want to step onto stage again. The doors were about to close, about to take Tsumugi away from Veludo Way and Tasuku forever. He didn’t know what possessed him to do so, but Tsumugi quickly departed and hurried out of the station. Auditions were tomorrow, something told him he had to be there.
Tsumugi stared at the white roses, feeling the thorns pierce his palm as he exhaled into the frigid air. It was about to be winter again, after all these years, he’d have his first snow under the same sky as Tasuku again.
Tsumugi couldn’t leave again, not now. Tsumugi wanted to be worthy of giving white roses to Tasuku.
YOU KNOW IT ALL, YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEND
THE MORNING WILL COME AGAIN, NO DARKNESS, NO SEASON IS ETERNAL
Practice was tense with everything left unsaid between the two leads. Tasuku and Tsumugi saw each other after a street act, and the rest was unexplained history. The moment Tsumugi saw his ex–boyfriend, he winced when Tasuku glared at him with all the hatred in the world. He knew he deserved it, but it didn’t hurt any less.
Nothing could have indicated Tasuku still loved him: every time Tsumugi walked into a room, he’d leave muttering about the burden he had to carry, when Tsumugi was talking, he looked like he wasn’t listening, sometimes when Tsumugi acted, Tasuku wasn’t even connected to his character and would just refuse to cooperate. It was hurting the play, Tsumugi didn’t know what to do as the leader of Winter Troupe but also as a lovesick liar in love with his best friend.
Tasuku was rightfully angry. He had been angry ever since he broke that picture frame, it was the official end of their relationship. Tasuku never thought he’d see Tsumugi’s face again on Veludo Way, not after missing each and every single one of his God Troupe shows. Here he was, claiming his place in Tasuku’s broken heart like he had never left. But, he did. Tsumugi did leave and abandon him to the city, giving no answers and only raising more questions after all these years. How could he come back after all he did? Tasuku was angry, but he didn’t know if he was spiteful towards what happened between them or scared that Tsumugi might run away again.
Every time Tsumugi acted, it was like they were back in college all over again. Tsumugi never changed despite his multiple years of being on break, his acting style was subdued and simple, subtle but honest, it carried more feeling than Tasuku could ever describe. They were opposites, Tasuku was not everflowing like water, he wasn’t adaptable and constant like a river bend, but crackling with energy and passion like a flame. Maybe, that’s why Tsumugi left, so he wouldn’t extinguish both of them.
When Tsumugi looked into his eyes at the practice room, Tasuku’s breath hitched in his throat as he didn’t pay attention to the script, staring back with nothing but coldness. Frigid like the winter Tsumugi loved so much, maybe if he was just as freezing and indifferent, Tsumugi would still love him.
“You’re my best friend—” Tsumugi started but Tasuku turned on his heel and left without warning, slamming the door behind him as he ran. Ran to wherever was far away from his best friend. He wanted it to be true so bad, but not when he could be abandoned again without mercy.
Tasuku didn’t want to leave, but he had to or else he’d want to stay forever with Tsumugi. If Tsumugi left this time, he didn’t know how he’d move on this time.
MAYBE IT’S CHERRY BLOSSOMS AND THIS WINTER WILL BE OVER
I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU
WAIT A LITTLE BIT, JUST A FEW MORE NIGHTS
I’LL BE THERE TO SEE YOU, I’LL GO THERE TO MEET YOU
I’LL COME FOR YOU
Tsumugi was gone, again.
When Tasuku woke up from a nightmare of their last fight again to an empty dorm, his heart nearly stopped as he scrambled out of bed, flipping Tsumugi’s duvet over to find nothing but wrinked sheets. He couldn’t have left, how dare he? Leave when he had Winter Troupe under his name, after years of not seeing each other, how could he—Tasuku looked towards the window and stopped, staring outside as the moonlight illuminated the cold night sky in Veludo Way.
It was the first snow of winter.
Tasuku knew what he had to do, old habits die hard, after all. Tasuku didn’t bother putting a coat on, just rushing outside leaving the door open as he ran to the courtyard, snow crunching underneath his feet as he paused at the edge. Tsumugi was standing still in his pajamas, that blue sweatshirt he kept with “Snowdrop” on it covering his shaking hands as his head was tilted back, staring at the snow with wonder and amazement. It was the happiest Tsumugi looked, and Tasuku’s heart simmered down a little bit as he carefully approached closer, like he was afraid of scaring him away forever.
Tsumugi snapped out of his trance when Tasuku covered his shoulders with a blanket, whipping his face towards the taller male with a surprised look, not realizing how close they were. Tasuku couldn’t move his hands from Tsumugi’s shoulders, he couldn’t look away from Tsumugi’s teary eyes as Tsumugi let out a forced laugh, the air around him freezing as it disappeared like smoke.
“Go inside, you’ll get sick before the play.” Tasuku ordered, but made no effort to pull him in. Tsumugi blinked, nodding as he focused on Tasuku’s eyes, he had so many questions he only imagined asking. Tsumugi couldn’t read a thing about Tasuku, it was like he was a stranger he would never see again. But under this snow, under the same sky, they were together again, and it was more than whatever Tsumugi deserved.
“Dance with me.” Tsumugi breathed out, guiding Tasuku’s hands to his waist as he took his hand, not knowing why he needed this so bad. Tasuku was about to object before Tsumugi placed his head on his shoulder, holding in the tears as he begged, “Please, just one last time”. Tasuku stiffly nodded, gripping his hand like he didn’t want to ever let go. It was silent, but the two swayed like they were back in their apartment kitchen, a year into university with nothing to worry about except being on stage together.
“Why’d you go outside?” Tasuku asked, gently spinning Tsumugi like he was made of glass. When he spun back into his arms, Tsumugi sadly smiled, like this was the warmest he’d ever feel again.
“I needed to know if you’d come for me.” Tsumugi whispered, afraid of breaking the moment as he gazed up at the man he was in love with. He had his answer, Tasuku would still follow him even if it meant freezing from the snow at midnight. Tsumugi knew it was selfish, but...
He wanted to be selfish, just one more time. When Tsumugi stood on his toes to inch forward, nervously trembling from what he was risking right now, Tasuku didn’t react. He didn’t move, just took Tsumugi in like he wasn’t going to get this ever again. Like, this was the final goodbye they were supposed to promise each other that next morning.
It was long overdue. Tasuku saw how Tsumugi was about to run away again, lean back and leave. Not again, not if he couldn’t help it. Tasuku closed the distance, as if making up for all the time they lost as they kissed under the first snow, knowing there was so much to be said but not having the heart to bring back the past. It was too much, too much that Tsumugi couldn’t help but pull him back when Tasuku was about to move. He was so selfish, he just wanted Tasuku in this moment even if it meant never communicating with him again, he was in love with a man he had hurt over and over again.
“Promise me,” Tasuku mumbled before their lips met again, staring into Tsumugi’s eyes with no familiarity whatsoever. It was like they were two completely different people who had no connection to each other, two strangers that would’ve walked by each other without a second glance. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow morning.”
This time, Tsumugi nodded without crossing his fingers, his hands wrapped around Tasuku’s neck as he pulled him back down, knowing they had tomorrow to talk. To heal, to mend, to fix whatever was damaged. If Tasuku would let him back, if he let Tsumugi prove he was different now, better now, worthy of any relationship Tasuku wanted.
They were different people now, but it was the first snow of a winter they finally had together after a long, long time.
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Event | Sanrio characters x A3! | Chapter 9
Tsumugi: Ah, Sakuya-kun, just the person I was looking for. Look, look.
Sakuya: What is it?
Tsumugi: Look, right here.
Sakuya: Waah, are those strawberries?
Tsumugi: Yeah. I thought it was almost time for them since the flowers were blooming just the other day.
Tsumugi: I’ll just rinse it off and… Here, Sakuya-kun.
Sakuya: Thank you so much. It looks really good.
Sakuya: …It’s so tasty!
Tsumugi: I’ll try one too. …Mm.
Tsumugi: It really is good. And sweet too.
Tsumugi: Don’t tell anyone that we ate them because those were the only two.
Sakuya: Fufu, got it.
Sakuya: …Um, Tsumugi-san.
Tsumugi: Hm?
Sakuya: I was wondering if I could talk to you about the upcoming performance…
Tsumugi: Of course.
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Sakuya: …So what can we do to help the children leave with a happy feeling and a smile on their faces?
Tsumugi: Do you also want to leave with a smile on your face, Sakuya-kun?
Sakuya: …Yeah.
Tsumugi: I see… That’s a tough one.
Sakuya: I know, right…
Tsumugi: It’s hard to have fun until the sad feelings are shut out.
Tsumugi: We’re able to move the audience’s hearts, but we can’t control them.
Tsumugi: Of course, I think it’s important to perform with somewhat of a feeling of control.
Sakuya: Is that so…
Tsumugi: But I don’t think feeling sad is a bad thing.
Sakuya: Eh?
Tsumugi: It’s like, we have lonely feelings because of the existence of happy feelings. We feel sadness because we have kindness to empathize and understand each other.
Tsumugi: It’s the same with anger, fighting hurts because of the desire to protect.
Tsumugi: All of those feelings are two sides of the same coin.
Tsumugi: I think that negative feelings are born and exist because of positive feelings.
Tsumugi: The same goes for you, myself, and of course, children. As long as we’re alive, those feelings will be born.
Tsumugi: So I think it’s okay to affirm the loneliness of kids.
Sakuya: …!
Sakuya: (I see… I feel like I’m on the verge of figuring out some answers.)
Sakuya: (But… I don’t know if I can do that just yet.)
Tsumugi: It’ll be okay. Let’s ask everyone about what you want to do, Sakuya-kun.
Tsumugi: We’ve been through bigger challenges together in the past. This is nothing compared to those.
Sakuya: Tsumugi-san… Thank you so much!
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Izumi: Alright then, let’s start practice.
Sakuya: Um! Sorry, but can I have a bit of time before practice? I have something I want to tell everyone.
Hisoka: Something you want to tell us…?
Izumi: Got it. Sakuya-kun, take it away.
Sakuya: Okay.
Sakuya: …I want to make some changes to the script.
Sakuya: Before the collab was decided on, I couldn’t forget about the show we all saw here together.
Sakuya: Both the kids and adults were smiling and looked so excited and happy.
Sakuya: But in reality, behind every happy feeling, there’s a sad one.
Sakuya: I’m sure it’s hard for kids to leave such a paradise-like place like Puroland.
Muku: Yeah…
Misumi: They might get sad and cry.
Sakuya: But then I thought of something like “looking forward to seeing you again”…
Sakuya: Something that lets you bring home a sad feeling, but also a happy one. That’s the kind of story I want to tell.
Sakuya: …What do you think…?
Izumi: Sakuya-kun…!
Tenma: Looks like you found it.
Banri: Never thought you’d figure it out so fast.
Tsumugi: Yeah, I think it’s a great idea.
Izumi: I also think it’s a great idea!
Tasuku: It’s a very Sakuma-like idea.
Homare: I’d like to convey that to all the children and adults.
Sakuya: What do you think, Tsuzuru-kun…?
Tsuzuru: You’re finally depending on us. …Well, if it’s your thoughts, Sakuya, kinda got no choice but to respond to them.
Sakuya: Guys… Thank you so much!
Sakuya: Kitty-chan and the rest of you… What do you think?
Kitty: Your feelings are very wonderful, Sakuya-kun. I’m sure that you’re the right person to convey this.
Sakuya: Eh… Me?
Purin: I agree~♪ I can’t wait to see what kinda story it’ll be.
Sakuya: Are you… Really sure?
Kuromi: What are you talking about!? It’s better not to lock up the things you wanna do and say.
Kuromi: So do e~verything you wanna do!
Cinnamon: We all wanna support your feelings too, Sakuya-kun ♪
Cogimyun: Cogimyun still isn’t very good at acting, but Cogimyun will try her best myun…!
Daniel: Don’t worry about it. Everyone is getting really fired up! Let’s make this the best story ever.
Sakuya: Everyone, thank you so much…!
Banri: Aight, now that that’s settled, let’s get to work on figurin’ out what we wanna change.
Tsuzuru: Yeah. Director and Sakuya, do you have a minute?
Sakuya: Yeah!
Chikage: Well then, we’ll just keep practice going to the best of our abilities.
Izumi: Perfect!
Kumon: I’m all ready to move~! Let’s all gather up~!
Kuromi: We’re all ready to give it our all too!
Cinnamon: Hip, hip, hooray!
Sakuya: (I’m sure it’ll be great. It’ll be the kind of performance that will make everyone smile and have a better tomorrow.)
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That damn Growl ⭐️ Growl Mode card made me sin
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Spending Valentine’s Day with Mankai!
❄️Winter Troupe❄️
Tsumugi
🥚Waking up the morning of Valentine’s day was pretty normal, to say the least.
🥚If you count finding a bouquet of flowers on your bedside table with a little note as normal.
🥚Which, with Tsumugi, it usually is, but today, there was something a bit different.
🥚He didn’t get you just any flowers this time.
🥚The bouquet was always filled with flowers with kind messages, but today almost all of them were love themed.
🥚Honeysuckle for your bonds and devotion, lisanthus for appreciation, apple blossoms for preference, and some baby’s breath for filler.
🥚At least, that’s what the note he had left next to the vase said. That, and that you were to meet him in the kitchen for a surprise.
🥚Drunk on love and sleep, you made your way to the kitchen to find Tsumugi with a pan in his hands, tending to breakfast.
🥚“Good morning, dear. How did you sleep? Oh, and did you see the flowers I got you?”
🥚You nodded yes, and told him how you slept, but let him know that you were still a bit sleepy by draping your body over him in a lazy hug.
🥚“Woah, don’t do that too suddenly, okay? You don’t wanna ruin breakfast, do you? Ah, but you’re very cute, hehe.”
🥚At his request, you backed off, and he finished up the omelet he made, plating it and handing it to you.
🥚“There we go. Oh, and I forgot something.”
🥚With that, he leaned in to give you a kiss on the cheek, pulling away with a giggle.
🥚“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.”
Tasuku
⚽️For Valentine’s Day, as a treat, you decided that Tasuku should choose where to go.
⚽️“Are you sure you want me to choose? Is that really the smartest decision you can come up with? Well, if I could have anything, I’d want to play soccer with you or try some street acts if you’re up to it.”
⚽️That’s what he wants for this special day? BORING. He needed a damn break! You suggested playing a game of good, old-fashioned rock-paper-scissors to decide what to do for the day. If he won, you’d do what he wanted, if you won, you got to choose the day’s itinerary.
⚽️“Are you doing this because you know I’m bad at it? Alright, if you really insist that I’m boring, I’ll win and prove you wrong.”
⚽️You were not surprised in the least when you won all three out of three games.
⚽️“There, you won, happy? What do you want to do today?”
⚽️You smiled mischievously, holding your hand out for Tasuku to take, which you used to drag him to the couch for a good, long cuddle session.
⚽️You sat next to him, snuggling into the crook of his neck, practically latching yourself onto him like a koala.
⚽️“This is what you wanna do all day? Laze around? I guess you’d want that with all the stuff I put you through, so it’s the least I could do for you. Thanks for the reminder for a break. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”
Hisoka
💤He mixed up Valentine’s Day and White Day, but you really can’t tell if it was on purpose or not.
💤“…hey. You’re supposed to give me marshmallows today. It’s the 14th, so it’s marshmallow day. Hand ‘em over.”
💤It seems like the mix up is more of an accident when you explain to him that today is for chocolate, and marshmallows is for later.
💤“It’s chocolate today? Can’t you still give other gifts? …thought so. Gimme.”
💤You sighed once more and tried to explain that he should be nicer when he wants something, then pulled the bag of chocolate-coated marshmallows for him out of your coat.
💤“…thanks. Can you be my pillow for a sec?”
💤You were always his pillow for when he needed a nap or just to chill out with some of his favorite treats, so you had to immediately oblige.
💤You laid down on the couch, letting Hisoka spread himself out on top of you.
💤Hisoka quickly made himself comfortable in his spot, nestling his face into the crook of your neck, the hand holding his bag of marshmallows lazily sticking out above your head.
💤From there, he was asleep almost instantly
💤“Mmn, happy Valentine’s”
Homare
🔎You probably called it already, but he wrote you a poem
🔎“Ah! There you are! I’ve been trying to find you all day! Come, sit down, sit down, my dearest! You simply must hear what I have created for the day of lovers! Ahem, ahem. An overflowing love! It flies above us like a dove! Because my love for you flies so high up above! Well, what did you think?”
🔎How you’d never tire of these silly poems, you had no idea. They may seem odd on the surface, but they always were truly heartfelt, and if you read just a little bit between the lines, you could truly see how much Homare cared for his craft.
🔎You tackled him in a hug, nearly toppling him over with your love.
🔎“You loved it that much? Ahh, how wonderful! If you feel that way about all my poems, then I don’t think I’ll ever run out of motivation! Thank you, my darling.”
Azuma
💙“Ah, dear, could you wait for a second? I have a favor to ask of you. Do you want to stay the night together?”
💙That was the question that Azuma decided to ask the night before Valentine’s Day, since he wanted to get a bit of a head start on spoiling you.
💙You had to agree, because how could you turn down an offer from a pro at the job?
💙And that was how you ended up in Azuma’s bed, his arms lovingly wrapped around you, his top hand lovingly stroking through the hair that framed your face.
💙His touch was healing, and he clearly had a knack for this sort of thing. He rambled on and on with his charming voice about all sorts of topics: your beauty, what had happened recently, and what the troupe had planned for their performance, just to name a few.
💙Azuma soon noticed your eyelids drooping a bit, and he decided that that was the perfect opportunity to send you off to sleep using a bit of his magic.
💙“Sleepy, are we? Well then, I’ll stop talking for now. Come closer, won’t you? I want to do something to help you sleep better.”
💙You shuffled your body slightly closer to his, allowing his arms to fully envelop you. Using that, he lightly dragged his fingertips up and down your spine, sending delightful shivers down it before he pulled your head into his chest, allowing you to listen to his heartbeat.
💙To finish the spell, he kissed your forehead, sending you off to sleep.
💙“Fufu. Seems like it worked. Good night, dear. I love you.”
Guy
⚙️Mans has no idea what to do for Valentine’s Day
⚙️So when you bring up the subject to him, he quickly rushes you off to his room
⚙️You have no idea what he’s doing, but you decide to follow him anyway.
⚙️“You wanted to do something today, right? This should work.”
⚙️He puts a record onto his record player and sets down the needle before sitting on the couch, motioning for you to sit next to him.
⚙️When you do, he gingerly puts his arms around you, almost mechanically pulling you closer.
⚙️When you ask what he’s doing he only replies with “Holding you close. That is what you want, correct?”
⚙️Once you actually comprehend what he’s trying to do, you felt your body soften, and you laid your head on his chest, draping your own arms around his frame.
⚙️With your ear to his chest, you could hear his heart beating. It was a calming sound, grounding you to your surroundings. His heart was there, and the beat was constant, never changing speed.
⚙️And yet, the more you relaxed, the slower his heartbeat also became. It was as if you had merged into one being, sharing a heart, and essentially, it’s what you had become, with how you had changed him.
⚙️You were snapped out of your sleepy trance by a low baritone vibrating what had become your pillow.
⚙️“I love you. I hope that you’re happy.”
⚙️I’m not crying, you’re crying
🌸Spring Troupe🌸☀️Summer Troupe☀️🍁Autumn Troupe🍁
#and I wrote Homare’s poem while half asleep and really running low on thoughts so take it or leave it bitch#I just realized all of these include cuddling in some way except for Tsumugi’s and Homare’s BRUH#I really need a hug ig#a3!#fanfiction#a3! x reader#a3! winter troupe#fuyugumi#tsumugi tsukioka#Tasuku takato#hisoka mikage#homare arisugawa#azuma yukishiro#guy lastname#guy nishiki#a3! headcanons#my fics
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winter troupe & back hugs
✧ winter troupe & reader / headcanons, fluff
✧ spring troupe / summer troupe / autumn troupe
tsumugi: please he gets so flustered if you do, especially in the morning when he's still half asleep. probably circumstantial backpack hugs with this one, more likely to pull you in by the waist for a proper hug.
tasuku: arm around your shoulders instead of hug from behind, but it was suggested he try it at some point and he's got to admit he's a bit curious on the reaction. surprisingly chill with being hugged from behind?
hisoka: similar to misumi, but doesn't do it in public. 50% chance he falls asleep and drags you down with him, congrats on being caught in the sleepy hisoka vortex. take a nap. he is simply too flighty to be hugged from behind, let him come to you.
homare: more likely to put a hand on your upper back and go in for a cheek kiss, it doesn't really occur to him! depends on his mood whether or not he's fine being hugged, but he will politely inform you if he's not as he’s twisting out of reach.
azuma: prime offender number three my beloved, that's him. sets his chin on your shoulder to have a stickybeak. also has ulterior motives. loves being both the hugger and the hugged, twists back to kiss your forehead.
guy: unlikely, but possible? confused the first time you did it but got really chill with it really quickly, genuinely likes being hugged from behind. oddly calming for him, he can't pin why. probably likes being hugged more than hugging in this scenario.
#a3! actor training game#a3! imagines#a3! x reader#winter troupe#my writing#tsumugi tsukioka#tasuku takato#hisoka mikage#homare arisugawa#azuma yukishiro#guy#(the autofill tags for guy. what the fuck tumblr)
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