#ex-gamers nijisanji

[whyiseverynametakenpls]

Birthday !!

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Genre : fluff

Tw : none

Pairing : Kanae 叶 x sibling!reader ( platonic )

Characters : Kanae, you and Kaori from your lie in April

Story : Look at what I found on twitter!

Info : The reader is quite young, and is a big fan of your lie in April

It was the morning of 4th of July, your phone buzzed incessantly with birthday messages from friends and family. You rolled out of bed, heart racing with excitement.

It was your birthday, and you felt a thrill knowing the day was all yours. As you made your way downstairs, you were greeted by the tantalizing smell of freshly brewed coffee and pancakes.

Your older brother, Kanae, was in the kitchen, flipping pancakes. "Morning, birthday kid," he said with a grin.

"Morning!" You replied, grabbing a plate and loading it with pancakes, strawberries, and whipped cream. You couldn't sit still, practically vibrating with anticipation.

After breakfast, You settled on the couch with your phone, scrolling through your Twitter feed. You came across a trending hashtag: #Kaoribirthday2024. Intrigued, you clicked on it and quickly realized something.

"Ehhh???" You shouted, your voice booming across the house. Your eyes wide, reading a tweet that displayed a screenshot from your favorite anime, with the character's birthday clearly marked as Kaori. "Kaori's birthday is today! Mine is too!" You exclaimed, your voice a mix of surprise and joy.

You jumped up and ran to find Kanae, who was tinkering with the PC in his room. "Kanae, you won't believe this!" You said, breathless with excitement.

Kanae looked up, quickly switching off the PC. "What's up?"

"You know Your Lie In April, right? The one with Kaori?" You asked, holding up your phone.

"Yeah, the sad one, right?" Kanae replied, sounding half-interested.

"Look at this," Kanae said, showing him the tweet. "Kaori's birthday is today. So is mine!"

Kanae glanced at the phone and looked back at you, a small smile tugging at his lips. "That's great, (Name)."

"I know, right? I can't believe it," You said, practically bouncing on your toes. "It's so cool! I can't believe it!"

Kanae, seeing that his younger sibling was happy, he outstretched his hand, patting you on the head. "That's neat, (Name)"

You grinned, your excitement renewed. "I still can't believe this!"

The rest of the day, you couldn't stop thinking about the coincidence. You shared the news with your friends, who were equally surprised.

Later that evening, you found Kanae in the living room, scrolling through his phone. You plopped down next to him, still buzzing from the day's excitement.

"Thanks for letting me go on about this all day," you said.

Kanae looked at you and smiled, letting out a little chuckle. "No problem, (Name). I'm glad you had a great birthday, as long as you're happy, I am too." He reached over and gave you a quick, affectionate pat on the head.

You nodded, your heart filling with joy. A smile graced your lips as he smiled back at you.

Oh how grateful you were to have him as your brother.

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<- MASTERLIST

-> it's been like... Over 2 months since I posted?? 😭

-> My will for writing died for a bit, but then I remembered a clip of Kanae talking abt like fanfics n shit and he was like "omg yes send them to me, write whatever you want" and then it suddenly gave me writing powers

[honk-fiyeeet]

HONHIMA!!!

I genuinely love my hima trial here🫶 mayhaps if i have the chance, i will cosplay all of the ex-gamers hehe

[wjplease]

【#ゲマズライブ2023】 EX Gamers 5th Anniversary Live "ENCOUNT"

[kyaramaru]

⇒ UTAITES:

Sou

Eve

Nqrse

Meychan

Amatsuki

XYZ

After the Rain

SottoBlue

AruNaruMey

⇒ NIJISANJI:

Saegusa Akina

Fuwa Minato

Ars Almal

Trigger

VALZ

Ex-Gamers

Hako Oshi

⇒ MILGRAM:

Muu Kusunoki (04)

Fuuta Kajiyama (03)

All Prisoners

⇒ PJSEKAI:

MizuRui

MafuEna

Nenekasa

MinoShiho

PolySho

PolyNeed

⇒ OTHER:

Bungou Stray Dogs

Love Live!

Bang Dream

Your Turn to Die

Witch’s Heart

Angels of Death

Bocchi the Rock!

Hermitcraft/Life Series

Sasaki to Miyano/Hirano to Kagiura

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Honkai Star Rails

[idk-kun]

[kanniiw]

June Bride

[kanniiw]

KanaKana

[kyaramaru]

Fated on a Broken Line: Chronoir 

Pairing: Kuzuha x Kanae (Can be read as platonic)

Genre: Angst

Notes: 405 words, this is from Kuzuha’s perspective, I love making up little characters interactions in my head this virtual world can fit so much angst.

Understand that this is a work of fiction for the characters of ChorNoir and not the people themselves

Personally this is more of an analysis on the two characters relationship  than a ship fic but you can interpret this as romantic or platonic

“I love you”, feels like a lie.

You hear the words from your mother, all adoring, all warm, and filled with the brightest shades of love that you can fit your tiny hands. Over following as they reap back into the soil where mankind was made. 

He too is made of the same soil. 

And like your mother, he overflows your bigger hands with love. A love built from laughing among the sunsets when no one else in the world would give a damn. A love that’s built from respect and admiration for the little sacrifices you both make just to see the other’s face. He’s like your mother, gentle in little ways, distant by touch, never one to waver in the face of distress.

He’s like your mother in some ways, but he’s never warm and welcoming, never comparable to the burning fire you used to sit by as you bundle under mounds of blankets, snuggled deeply in with hot cocoa and books by your side.

He’s cold and always smiling a smile that never quite reaches his eyes. He’s wary and while, yes, he is kind, he’s hesitant and always lies simple white lies. He’s a warning, a temptation, handcrafted for you by the gods for the many sins the two of you have committed in your life. 

But temptation is so fine, and while he might curse you for it before, that “he” no longer exists and the threads that you oh so gently tied together with love and care, with nothing but respect for a dead man walking, falls apart piece by piece slowly unwinding themselves before you decide to pick them up and tie them together again. 

Somewhere along the way, the threads you tie gets tangled, and just like his love, it starts overflowing out of your hands till you can no longer hold the strings between your fingers. The string that ties him to you, slips away yet you grasp on desperately like your lifeline depends on it. 

Like his lifeline depends on it. 

One day, the “he” now will not remember the laughs you shared, and the friends you both had made. Yet you will wait once again until in another lifetime he comes back to smile again.

So you cut the worn out strings the new “he” won’t need, you untie the threads that’s tangled beyond belief, and you tie his string to your’s once again.