#aki fujishima

[littlemousenix]

FINALLY, IN LOVE AGAIN | PROLOGUE

[voltageapps]

November 11 is the birthday of Aki Fujishima from Finally, In Love Again 🍰

Happy birthday Aki!

[ikemenfangirl]

Finally, in Love Again for Nintendo Switch - English Otome Game

Title: Finally, in Love Again

By: Voltage Inc.

Platform: Nintendo Switch

Langauges: English, Japanese

Website: https://products.voltage.co.jp/switch/english/title/?name=finally

🔸STORY

A successful pastry chef, you've put love on the backburner for one too many years.

But a run-in with an ex and the serendipitous appearance of five younger men have put the light of love back into your life!

🔸CHARACTERS

：Aki Fujishima "Wolf in Sheep's Clothing"

：Shuichiro Momoi "Confident and Conceited"

：Sosuke Kikuchi "Cool and Earnest"

：Kazuki Serizawa "Sophisticated & Silver-Tongued Ex"

：Kanata Tachibana "The Loveless Romance Novelist"

🛒 eShop :

US : https://www.nintendo.com/store/products/finally-in-love-again-switch/

* Download only

** Voiceless

🔸Contents:

Includes Main Stories from the app Love 365: Find Your Story up until "The Family Album"

Game PV : https://youtu.be/IR-UkwPsZYA

[voltage-vixen]

I love crossover stories !

Romance is Prohibited! Rikaya & Chiharu After-School Heart Throb

[some-ikemen-snob]

I literally CRIED as I made these images into PNGs

okay and my back hurts from sitting against the wall, send help-

My editing site didn’t have Comic Sans, F

Tbh chose a white background bc that way my little mistakes would be less noticeable LOL 

Ik I didn’t include Yoh, Yuto, and Kanata but I never played their routes (sorry)

[rotantrm]

Admit it Momo you cried a lot 😅🤣

From FILA - Behind the tears - Aki & Momo

I miss FILA 🥺🥺🥺 I miss reading voltage stories like this 🥺 more importantly i’m so glad I finally have time to post about voltage game and actually read them now 😅☺️ especially i can go ham with their sale

[ichthys-the-loving-prankster]

Did he stutter?

[ultimate-otome-lover]

Finally in Love Again

Campaign Images

Mini Advent Calendar 12/13 Again

[sweet-pinkitty]

In the Voltage's 10th Anniversary in the Japanese version of Love 365. 🎁🎊

They in what is so handsome sexy men!😍😳😘💕✨

Sorry girls, photos is not mine! 😅

[voltageincemailsunoffical]

FILA Aki Epilogue

[sadisticsmiles]

Haru is now available!

Mark today, June 26, 2018 because Haru Shindo is finally playable in Celebrity Darling!

Oh, and I put out my Haru stand for this occasion, next to one of my Aki ones.

[littlemousenix]

Navigation (#0-9 ― G)

0 - 9

7'scarlet (otome)

A

A Date with Death (dating sim)

Grim Reaper (Casper)

Amnesia: Memories (otome)

Ikki

Kent

Shin

Toma

Ukyo

Ayakashi: Romance Reborn (otome)

B

BU$TAFELLOWS (otome)

BYAKKO (otome)

C

Can We Start Over? (otome)

Code: Realize (otome)

Collar x Malice (otome)

Court of Darkness (otome)

D

Destined: Mr. Almost Right (otome)

Destiny's Princess: A War Story, A Love Story (otome)

E

ERROR143 (dating sim)

Micah Yujin

F

Finally, in Love Again (otome)

Aki Fujishima

Kanata Tachibana

Kazuki Serizawa

Shuichiro "Momo" Momoi

Sosuke Kikuchi

Yoh Kobayakawa

Yuto Tsuruya

G

Coming soon!

[hotcocosharing]

Dance It Up Part 1(Aki Fujishima x OC)

Fandom: Finally, in love again & Kissed By The Baddest Bidder Category: Drama, Smut, Angst Character: Aki Fujishima x Hikari Sho, Baba & Ota Notes: Erotic dancer, Baba & Ota, do I need to say more?

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Aki Fujishima POV 

Giving one last glance behind to make sure I’m alone before stepping inside the building, I push the heavy door open and sweep over the inside. The corridor is dark with almost nothing in sight, remembering the rules, I quickly reach my inner pocket and put the masquerade mask on.

Reaching the end of a hallway, I stand still and rest one shoulder against the wall with my arms crossed, my eyes track downstairs. The entire club is a mixed shade of blue and purple, the glass dome ceiling is wired with spotlights while purple flowers patterns are projected to the floor. Making it hard to determine whether the leather couches are in pink or violet, the two individuals sitting there are easily spotted though.

“Come on down!” One of them says, waving his hand in the air. Walking down the stairs with their eyes on me is rather unsettling since most of the attention I get is from the opposite gender, “You’re right on time, we’re just getting started.” The man in burgundy continues and pulls me to his side while his blonde friend pours me a glass of wine.

With an easy click, music begins to play. The two men clap their approval and a gigantic spotlight illuminates the middle part of the stairs as stage, revealing a pale, blonde lady with her bare back facing us. Swaying her hips to both sides, she turns and grins at us, walking down slowly as she begins singing in a low and seductive voice. Once she’s reached the bottom, she makes her way to the guy in striped suite and deliberately smirks at our direction before straddling on his laps. Numerous of similar routines carry on one after another, from blonde to brunette and ginger head; swaying and grinding to the beats flawlessly until our final attendee.

Her awkward walk of shame and wave of hello casts a huge contrast to what we’re repeatedly shown, a sneaky grin curls up to the three of our lips spontaneously.

“As entertaining as it is, Miss.. ” I glance down to the single-sided resume which clearly has no relevant experiences, “…Sho.., we are on the hunt for erotic dancers and strippers……” Our prey’s eyes dart around the place like a lost little lamb seeking help among a pack of wolves, the duo rush to her sides- the blonde angelic face rips the rem of her shirt and ties a ribbon in front, putting her waist and bellybutton on display which her hands are desperately trying to hide while his friend puts his fedora on her head, covering her bangs but not her blushing face. Choosing a song randomly from the tablet in hand, I watch her intensely, suppressing a laugh as the two begin leading her to dance.

“If you want us to hire you, now is the time to prove it.”  

OC Emi Sho POV

Nope. I should have been more than fully aware after last weeks sad attempt of engaging in an S&M ritual I’d nervously decided to take part in after replying to a less than courteous advert online that this — this situation, right here, right now I’d fallen into was pushing my limits clear onto overdrive. What limits? Well that of comfort, morality and clearly modesty. When I’d taken up my publishers' suggestion of an erotic novel steered towards a female audience; when I was told to get inside the head of the kind of woman others want to be - I hadn’t expected this. To be up on stage, glared at like an insecure piece of meat that would ultimately hinder any ounce of confidence I had rather than hone it.

As supportive as the devil faces on either side of me attempted to be; it was a quiet, near squeak like apology of sorry that burnt across the tip of my tongue as I tried to neatly scatter away; making a run for the dressing room just off stage where I’d left my backpack and coat, grabbing them in a rushed haste as I felt every other set of eyes I’d done my best to avoid since I got to this place… whatever place this exactly was… and headed straight for the exit. Flight mode in this evening over fight as my heart began to race and a sick, repugnant taste coated the back of my throat.

The outside chill went straight through to the bone. That’s what I guess you get for wearing little more than what some could consider only just more material than a bikini. Flinging the jacket on - I wanted nothing more of the mess I’d endured and was now to become. Cellphone plucked from my jacket pocket, I called my agent, supervisor, publisher and sniffled helplessly into the phone until the call went through to message bank - the repetitive sound of a voice I wasn’t t happy to not hear, informing me that if I left my name and number, he’d get back to me as soon as possible.

Sighing; I hung up, unable to speak and instead pulled the journal I kept on me at all times out of my backpack, beginning to scribble down the first few words that came to mind. That of my comfort, that of my concern, that of the fact I wanted —- so, so, so badly to just give up. If it weren’t for the financial need behind a new publication; I’d have given this novel idea the scrap.

Eyes stinging a painful hue of crimson; tears running the mascara I was wearing down to the corners of my lips and the cold of the wind which had caught up to the sidewalk where I stood; scribbling like a maniac lost in the wrong part of town, the sound of footsteps finally caught up. Shit, shit, shit, fuck….. I’m going to get raped, murdered and tossed in a gutter. Keeping my back faced to whoever it be that was approaching - I spoke up quietly, asking a direct yet simple, “Can I help you with something?” before discretely peering over my shoulder.

[voltageocrp]

Dance It Up (Aki Fujishima x OC)

Aki Fujishima’s POV

Giving one last glance behind to make sure I'm alone before stepping inside the building, I push the heavy door open and sweep over the inside. The corridor is dark with almost nothing in sight, remembering the rules, I quickly reach my inner pocket and put the masquerade mask on.

Reaching the end of hallway, I stand still and rest one shoulder against the wall with my arms crossed as my eyes track downstairs. The entire club is a mix shade of blue and purple, the glass dome ceiling is wired with spot lights while purple flowers patterns are projected to the floor. Making it hard to determine whether the leather couches are in pink or violet, the two individuals sitting there are easily spotted though.

"Come on down!" One of them says, waving his hand in the air. Walking down the stairs with their eyes on me is rather unsettling since most of the attention I get is from the opposite gender, "You're right on time, we're just getting started." The man in burgundy continues and pulls me to his side while his blonde friend pours me a glass of wine.

With an easy click, music begins to play. The two men claps their approval and a gigantic spotlight illuminates the middle part of the stairs as stage, revealing a pale, blonde lady with her bare back facing us. Swaying her hips to both sides, she turns and grins at us, walking down slowly as she begins singing in a low and seductive voice. Once she's reached the bottom, she makes her way to the guy in striped suite and deliberately smirks at our direction before straddling on his laps. Numerous of similar routines carry on one after another, from blonde to brunette and ginger head; swaying and grinding to the beats flawlessly until our final attendee.

Her awkward walk of shame and wave of hello casts a huge contrast to what we're repeatedly shown, a sneaky grin curls up to the three of our lips spontaneously.

"As entertaining as it is, Miss.. " I glance down to the single sided resume which clearly has no relevant experiences, "...Sho.., we are on the hunt for erotic dancers and strippers......" Our prey's eyes dart around the place like a lost little lamb seeking for help among a pack of wolves, the duo rush to her sides- the blonde angelic face rips the rem of her shirt and ties a ribbon in front, putting her waist and bellybutton on display which her hands are desperately trying to hide while his friend puts his fedora on her head, covering her bangs but not her blushing face. Choosing a song randomly from the tablet in hand, I watch her intensely, suppressing a laugh as the two begin leading her to dance.

"If you want us to hire you, now is the time to prove it."  

@umechai

[voltage-vixen]

This was such a cute and fluffy story. Aki’s blush is absolutely adorable. ❤

It’s nice to see the older titles getting some attention.

It All Began with “I Love You”-Aki

[some-ikemen-snob]

im sorry aki (and for this shitty edit bc finding a proper CG was actual hell) but at least he has legs for days now