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perpetualfox · 1 year ago

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2 and 36 pleaaaase !! <3

Long answer under the cut <3

2: Talk about your first kiss.

Ahh, the first. It's not exactly a...happy story, but it's not all bad either.

So, a little backstory is needed here. When I was eight, I moved across down and started at a new school. I joined a class of around 12 students who had all known each other since primary or earlier, so being the new kid was hard. Especially so once the 'cool new kid mystique' wore off and they realized I was acutally a total loser who was really only good for kicking around. I had friends, don't get me wrong, but the bullying was...certainly a hurdle to overcome.

Then, around half-way through the year, the unthinkable happens: a new, new kid shows up. And he's much more interesting. This kid--we'll call him Jack--has just moved from the UK. Jack took a lot of the heat off of me and for that I was very greatful. For that alone, I already liked him. And the longer I knew him, the more I liked him. He was cute and funny, and he could run really fast--these, as we know are the most desirable traits in an elementary-school crush--so obviously baby Fox was smitten.

Flip forward a few years, and we're now in seventh grade. If my math is right (it's probably not), I was twelve and he was thirteen. Middle school is a whole different beast. Social butterlies like Jack are thriving in bigger classes and making more friends, while wallflowers like me are mostly keeping our heads down and trying not to get stuffed inside of lockers.

But for the first time in my life, I am part of a fairly large group of friends; a rowdy mix of boys and girls who are all romantically invovled one way or another. I'm, as memory serves, the only exception to this rule: flitting about on the fringes of the group and staying out of the romantic entanglement entirely. Until Jack breaks up with his current girlfriend over some stupid thing or another, and completely out of the blue, asks me out.

It's almost Christmas, which means our school is throwing the biggest event of the year: the semi-formal. It's a big pre-winter break dance that happens the night before the last day of school. It all seems so silly now, but it was a massive deal to have a date to this dance. I'd never had a date before, and he was more than just a date, he was a boyfriend. Needless to say, I was very, very nervous.

Now, at these dances, they of course used to play some slow songs for couples, and well...when it came time for the first one, I was so nervous I genuinely thought I was going to throw up all over his shoes. We'd known each other for years, we'd squeezed in close for class pictures and wrestled over stupid things on the playground, but I'd never been close to him like this before. This was my chance to be with the guy I'd been pretty well in love with for the past four years, and I was going to completely fuck it up.

But I didn't! I can't remember the song that played, but I can still see the room: awash in blue light, white balloons and tulle on the walls. He wrapped his arms around my waist and spun me around when it was over--and that made me laugh. I'm kinda tall, so no one had ever really done that before. The singles in the friend-group (who had all been watching from the walls) swooped in when the song ended, and someone suggested he should kiss me. That was something that was really common in the group--someone asking somsone else to kiss their partner. It's something I'd seen him both ask and be asked a hundred times before. My heart started beating so fast, all over again as he turned back to me. He was flushed and smiling, and at the time, the most beautiful person I'd ever seen. He needed to be quick, because if the teachers caught us, we'd be marched down to the office and made to call our parents to explain why we'd been kicked out. Yikes.

But I let him kiss me, leaning into him like I'd seen my friends do a hundred times. I felt him smile against my lips, and when he pulled back, I swear to god, there were stars in my eyes.

My friends all thought it was great, and so did I, until a little while later, when Jack and I stepped out fo the room to get some water. Almost as soon as we were alone, this really detached look came over his face as he said, "That felt really...false."

I said, "What?"

And he looked me dead in the eyes and said, "Kissing you. It. Felt. False."

I didn't understand. He'd looked so happy when he'd done it, and he hadn't seemed any different after either. Why now? I didn't know what else to do, so just I said, "Oh. I'm sorry. I'll...try to do better."

He just shrugged and walked back into the room, leaving me alone at the fountain wondering what I had done wrong.

At the time, when he'd asked me out, I genuinely thought it was because he liked me. In hindsight, it's a little more clear what happened. Back then, I would have been content to sit on my little (MASSIVE) crush until I died never having acted on it, or even told anyone about it. In reality, it was probably fairly obvious. And Jack...well, he was chronically incapable of being single at the time. He was, for all his posturing, increadibly insecure and he needed someone in his life to feel validated. He'd dated through pretty much everyone in the friend group (some more than once). By that time, there was no one else left. And so, he came to me. It's not really that big of a deal, I was happy to provide that validation at the time, though the reality stings a little, even now.

What's really funny to me, though, is this: all this happened...what, like 13 years ago now? But sometimes, in my dreams someone will kiss me and it feels exactly like that one did. Soft and kind and warm. It's like my lips don't remember it when I'm awake, but sometimes, when I'm asleep, they do. They don't remember what he said or how it hurt me. They just remember how good it felt to be loved, even for one, glorious moment.

36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.

I am a total food cenobite. I love trying things that absolutely should not go together, just because I want to know what it tastes like. I'm talking horseradish on ice cream (it's gross don't try it) or dill pickle popcorn spice on cool ranch doritos (that one is actually good, would reccommend). Sometimes I know it will be gross, but my brain suggested it and now I'm curious :(((

I also love to turn my music up really loud and pretent to host a concert in my bedroom! I have a whole imaginary band who plays with me! They all have names and I love them very much, we're like family <333

Also!! Bear in the Big Blue House is a show that still slaps and I'm all about that shit when I'm feeling anxious. Great calm down background noise.

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deleteddewewted · 3 years ago

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I hope this Isn’t too much, but can you do some bottom Monoma Headcanon’s? Btw love your work!

Awww thank you! And of course, I’d never miss a chance to have some bottom Monoma.

Monoma As a Bottom

Pro Hero! Monoma x Gn! Reader

Minors DNI

NSFW

W: Top Reader, Sub Monoma, Dom Reader, Degradation, Praise, NSFW

Monoma has a really huge need to get fucked it's not even funny.

Always clinging to you, rubbing his covered sex on your ass.

"So when can our next "study date" be?" Study dates where your guys is cover up for when you wanted to fuck.

He always asked for them and you tried to give him what he wanted.

He would ask every. single. day.

"Monoma, I can't keep fucking you every day. You need a break and so do I." Gets pouty with you but understands that your own sex drive might not be as high as his own.

You both weren't a couple but the two of you would look for each other often after graduating UA and starting college.

You went to UA together but you had nothing going on back then.

He was just another student that you happen to interact with from time to time because you were friends with Kendo.

Monoma was a pro hero now, so he didn't trust just anyone to fuck him.

At most he'd have 3 separate people, you included, that could help him get off and move on with his day.

Honestly, he prefers you out of all of his partners because of how much you understand his wants and needs.

Rough. Be rough with him.

Please choke him while you're fucking. Leave marks and hickeys all over him.

He will wear them like a badge of honor.

"You dirty slut Monoma. Taking all of this so well." Loves being degraded but you also can't forget the praise.

Loves to be tied up.

Loosing control just does it for him. He's an all powerful pro hero yet he wouldn't hesitate to get on his knees for you and become defenseless.

Is a really load moaner.

He moaned like a pornstar the first few times you both fucked.

It was mostly to give off the idea that he wasn't a total virgin and you totally were not his first.

You asked him to stop pretending that you were rearranging his insides. He stopped faking his moans and moaned like he would normally.

Which was still loud but sounded better?

It sounded like he was genuinely enjoying it and he would hiccup even if you weren't doing something to intense.

"Pleaaaase Y/nnnn. Giv- gic mmmmmoree." A beggar but bratty.

If he isn't all that tired he will get bratty with you.

This usually happens after a big mission and the adrenaline is still flowing through him.

He challenges you in bed all the time.

"C-come on! Do more Y/n! Oh, you can't? Thats what- aAAAH!"

He needs to get it all out, so what better way then having you fuck him stupid till he's a shaking gasping mess underneath you.

That was a very pretty sight.

Take pictures of him post or during his orgasm.

He says he doesn't want you to do that because its embarrassing, which it is for him, but he really likes the idea that you have such intimate photos of him.

Makes him hot and bothered.

Likes knowing you look at them when you masturbate.

Monoma little by little brought up the fact that he was giving up on his other partners and you simply believed that he would drop you too.

He doesn't, instead he becomes exclusive with you but doesn't ask you for exclusivity back.

Has no issue with you seeing other people in a non romantic manner.

As long as you keep fucking him, he was no problems.

If you want to be exclusive with him, tell him upfront. He gets confused if you aren't forward with him.

Likes being experimental in the bedroom so he buys a lot of new toys for you both to try out.

Doesn't matter what you do, the new additions in the bedroom are always second rank when you're the one taking care of him.

Remember that part about him rubbing against you?

Humping is a normal occurrence with him.

He humps you, your leg, face (when your giving him a blowjob), your own sex, and your stomach when he's riding.

He's a like a dog at times, so you'll treat him like one.

Run your hand threw his hair.

His scalp is sensitive so its intense and pleasurable for him.

Which also means that pulling on his hair is a bit painful but he loves it.

On the days he just wants something gentle, indulge him.

Still so obedient and pretty under you begging for more.

"Please Y/n. M-make me fe-el good hic." Voice so sweet and soft for you.

In the end, Monoma loves to be held by you. He also loves holding you back.

It was one of his favorite things to do after sex and it was why he asked you for "study dates" all the time.

He wanted to be close to you and he thought that sex was the only way to achieve that.

He gets up the next day and looks at how many new splotches of color he has on his body.

Gets exited when he sees 20, anything below that upsets him and he will ask you to add more till he gets his favorite number.

He acts like you didn't just fuck him into a puddle a few hours before work. So dont be surprised if he shows up at the agency with shaking legs and incapable of sitting down normally.

Has teased you at work before by showing off the buttplug he has on threw his pants. How does he do this? Streching his tight pants out so that it hugs his ass tightly, you can barely see the outline.

Everyone knows that Monoma and you fuck.

Why?

Cause he tells them!

He has no shame and mostly does it so people have it clear that you're his.

He leaves 3 buttons on his shirt open so that the hickeys are out for the world to see and gets all flustered when people ask about them.

Talks way to much about what you two do in the bedroom. At this point Kendo could tell you every position, kink, dynamic, and place you've done it.

Gets really soft when you kiss him. So kiss him.

Want him to stop talking, kiss.

He shuts up and watches you patiently, waiting for more kisses.

Has this gloss in his eyes after the deed.

You fucked him out of reality so he needs time to recover and come back.

Would and will be a power bottom if he's angry. Overall prefers to be taken care of but beware of his mood.

Thats the only warning you're getting.

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oumiyuki · 4 years ago

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Would you pleaaaase write a story where Anchan is struggling with a dance move and thinks she isn’t a good leader and Shukashuu comforts her? I just saw the miracle wave for the first time and can only imagine how much Anchan struggled before!

MIRACLE SUPPORTER

Summary: Anju struggles with Miracle Wave dance parts – namely the backflip and just as she was feeling like everything is impossible and she just isn’t good enough – her No.1 Supporter appears.

Pairing: AnShuka

Words: 1666

Read me at fanfiction.net or AO3 too~

Author Notes

Hi, Anon~ Yes, I would write Anju’s struggles with Miracle Wave. We all can tell how hard she worked TwT and can feel the struggles!! I’m also 100% sure all the girls chipped in in their own ways to show their support. But since I’m focusing it on AnShuka :) ~~

May you enjoy~!

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“Miracle Wave.”

“Third Live.”

“Miracle Wave.”

“Third Live.”

“I have to do this.”

“I need to make this work.”

These were thoughts that weighed heavily on Inami Anju, Leader of Aqours’ mind ever since 3rd Live was announced. She knew her responsibility was even bigger than all the other lives they have practiced and performed.

And so she dedicated countless more hours to training. She never felt like she was talented enough after all. She kept messing up simple dance moves and now she was in charge of a backflip that Chika pulled off.

She did not want to let Chika, the fans, her members, the staff, or anyone down.

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“Ugh!” Anju lets out a groan as she fails another flip. She wanted to splay on the ground and be frustrated. But she holds it back as she gets up, gives her instructor a determined smile as they gave her advice on how to improve and what she’s doing well.

After more tries, they call it a day.

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There were joint practices for the other songs so Anju could mingle with the other girls of Aqours, feeling slightly better from their smiles and shenanigans.

But it doesn’t last as she bids them goodbye, turning down dinner plans as she wanted to practice more.

“You sure? It’s good to eat more to have energy, Anchan.” Ainya points out.

Anju shakes her head with a smile plastered on. “I’m fine!”

And the rest wishes her good luck, Shuka’s glance lingering a bit longer before Anju went to the training room specifically for her flips.

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[Shuka POV]

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Shuka was busy. Her schedule rather packed with photoshoots and radio segments, and Aqours training. But that didn’t stop the energetic girl to stay full smiles and hurry over after her work to the dome where she can find Anju training.

Anju…

Shuka checks the time and jogs towards the dome, showing her entry pass and heads in.

She could hear Anju’s voice and grunts as she neared the stage, she approached quietly to not disrupt Anju’s flow but the flip didn’t go through again.

You’re such a hard worker…

Shuka notices the deep frown and furrowed eyebrows and decides to step in then – her girlfriend needed a break. And Anju was certainly one to not realize that herself.

“Hello, everyone!” Shuka greets with a big smile, bowing to the adults before she catches Anju’s eyes, communicating without words.

“Hey, Anju~ It’s time for a break.”

“Shuka…It’s good to see you.”

On the outside, Shuka simply was a ball of sunshine and smiles as she made her way over in her work attire so she was a bit out of place on the stage as the rest were in sweat pants and t-shirts. “Thank you for your hard work.”

Anju bowed to her instructor. “Thank you for your hard work.”

“We’ll call it a day then. Make sure to stay hydrated and rest those muscles!” The instructor left.

I didn’t say anything but I’m glad I’ve got Anju to myself now.

“You sure like the dome.” Anju wipes her sweat with a towel, noting that Shuka comes by often.

Shuka pursed her lips as she watched. “It is a rather nice dome.”

Anju chuckles. “What’s that mean!”

Shuka chuckles too. “I’m here for you.”

Anju swipes the towel in Shuka’s direction, turning her head away. Shuka grins at the signs of embarrassment.

Anjuuuu, I want to hug you and tell you how great you are. But I guess I shouldn’t since the staffs are still around.

“I brought some snacks. Let’s eat them together!” Shuka pats her bag and Anju grins.

“I’ll be right back!” And the Leader of Aqours hurries to change out of her sweaty training attire.

Shuka is always glad to make sure Anju is back to smiling and eating well whenever she’s free to drop by but sometimes wondered if it was enough considering how hard a time the backflip is giving Anju.

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On other nights together, Shuka squeezes Anju’s hand on the way home from dinner and when Anju looks over, she asks, “Is everything okay?”

You’ve been spacing out…

“Yeah…I’m just going to do my best.” Anju gives a small smile.

“You know we’re all here for you.” Shuka returns the squished up smile.

Anju’s body vibrates in laughter from the funny face. “I know, I know…”

Should I continue giving Anju space to not feel overly stressed out..?

Shuka watches Anju; the way Anju’s shoulders weren’t 100% relaxed, the way those eyes looked far out, the way Anju tries to be jolly.

I’ll give her a little more time… My schedule is packed for another week straight too, ughh. I just want to be with Anju more…

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Anju was starting to lose faith in herself.

It’s been so many training and she still couldn’t get perfect landings.

“Why.” Her mind screamed.

It’s been months of hard work and tries and help from all her friends and instructors but she still can’t find the way to backflipping perfectly.

“Why!” Her mind screamed louder.

After countless failures among the flukes which she managed to flip. Anju finds herself hating her incompetency.

“WHY!?”

Anju falls and she grits her teeth, she feels her eyes sting.

She told everyone she was fine. She told everyone everything is going fine. She told herself it was going to be fine. She was nowhere fine.

Anju lowered her head, not wanting to show too much weakness. She had to be strong. “I…I’ll take a short break and be back.”

The dance instructor nods. “Take fifteen.”

Anju quickly hurried to the backstage room.

She felt horrible. She felt her vision blurring and sniffles. Rubbed roughly at her eyes and clenched her fists.

“It’s hopeles-”

“An~ju.” Shuka appears like a beacon of light on the worst stormy night at sea.

Anju looks up, swiped at her eyes again to hide those tears.

You can’t hide it from me, Anju.

Shuka smiled at Anju; she knows the taller girl loved it when she does.

“S-Shuka..! What are you doing here?” Anju was surprised to see Shuka. She was sure Shuka had another radio recording or photoshoot today.

Heh, surprise Anju success.

Shuka gives Anju a bigger smile, hoping that helps dispel at least some of Anju’s negative thoughts. “I skipped it.”

“You what??”

Shuka laughs and squats right in front of Anju. “It was cancelled. So the first thing that came to mind was coming over to watch you practice…maybe practice together…and hang out with you…”

And make sure you are okay. Make sure you don’t think you’re any lesser than amazing.

Shuka lowers her head slightly, eyes never leaving Anju as she observed her girlfriend’s eyes widening. Shuka is glad Anju was looking at her and not into the abyss of negativity.

“Hey…” Shuka hops to the side and bumps Anju’s shoulder with hers.

“Shuka…” Anju quietly protests at the sudden movement and physical contact.

Shuka takes Anju’s hand in hers and gives it a squeeze, a much-needed squeeze, and then she intertwines their fingers, rubbing slow circles with her thumb into Anju’s hand.

I’m right here with you, An.

“Shuka…” Anju breathes out quietly again. “I…I can’t-” Anju’s voice cracks. “I don’t think I can do this… I don’t want to fail everyone. But…”

Shuka gives Anju’s hand a firmer squeeze.

“But…I…I have to…I want to… Chika did it. And I…”

Shuka hums quietly. “You can do it, Anju.”

“H-How are you so sure..? All I do is keep messing up…” Anju pressed her face into Shuka’s shoulder.

Cry your heart out, please.

“You’re not messing up. You’re improving. I can tell cause I’ve been watching you.” Shuka puts her hand on Anju’s head, patting Anju’s damp from sweat hair.

Anju’s tension releases ever the slightest as the tears fall.

Anju…If it comes to this!

“Chika failed so many times too, Anju. And you know it.”

Anju presses closer. “…You-chan was there for her…”

“I’m here for you.” Shuka rubs Anju’s back in calming motions.

“You’re busy…You should be focusing on your work… And training, and-”

“And be by my Anju’s side,” Shuka interjects.

Anju raises her head to see Shuka’s determined expression. “…”

“Do you want Shuka-sensei’s tips on flipping?” Shuka gives Anju a playful smile, small but mischievous.

Anju blinks in repetition as she looks to the floor. “Yes pleash.”

They shared a laugh and Anju squeezes Shuka’s hand. “Thank you…for being here.”

Shuka pulls Anju into a warm hug. “I’d like to be here more. And Anju. In case you still don’t get it… Or don’t believe it…” Shuka hugs Anju tighter. “I truly believe that you will be able to pull off those backflips. During the lives and practice. We all believe that.”

Anju holds onto Shuka’s shirt and Shuka rubs Anju’s back to reassure the girl.

“AiAi, Kyan, Kanako, Rikako, Arisa, Osuwa, Nya-chan…and me. We all believe in you, Anju. You’re amazing.” Shuka pulls away and rubs her thumb under Anju’s eyes to clear the tear streaks.

Simply unbelievably amazing…

Shuka cups Anju’s face and presses her lips to Anju’s. A long enough kiss to melt her girlfriend’s mind. Shuka smiles at Anju’s blush.

Unbelievably cute too.

Shuka pats Anju on the head. “Every time you do the flip – whether success or not yet success – I’ll be here to support you through it. C’mon!”

Shuka gets to her feet, letting Anju put her hands in her waiting ones to pull Anju up on her feet too.

“We’ve got a backflip to flip!”

Anju smiles genuinely, a weight off her shoulders and dark clouds looming overhead gone. Shuka had that effect on her. Even in her darkest moments. “Yeah.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After that, Shuka got into a habit of reaching over and giving head pats to Anju after each Miracle Wave practice. Anju was too adorable when she gets those head pats as she smiled proudly.

Shuka couldn’t be more proud of her girlfriend as 3rd Live was a resounding success.

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Author Notes

The struggle is real.

AnShuka is real.

Those headpats Shuka give Anju is real, if you haven’t seen them, go see it. XD

And aahhhhh, Anjuuuuu!! Writing this reminds me of how much love our Mikan Leader needs!! Gosh! You’re amazing, Anju!! Please don’t ever forget that!!

Shukaaaa, thank you for always being by Anju’s side!! TmT aahhhh!

Leave me a comment if you like~ >w< (Would appreciate it 101%!!)

And keep loving AnShuka ;D

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