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chiasuba + realization of feelings

Rating: General Audiences Pairing: implied Subaru/Chiaki Additional Tags: !-era, chiasubachia (ambiguous), minor canon-typical midochia implication if you squint

“You know Takamin,” Subaru bristles and crosses his arms behind his head, “ever since you got to this school, Chii-chan-senpai’s attention has only been on you.”

Both of them watch the mentioned senior, who is fussing over their fellow basketball club members. Laughter booms across the court, and even some tears glisten on some faces as they say their goodbyes to their seniors. There are still some weeks left before they actually graduate but… A couple weeks flies by faster than two years. At least that’s what Subaru assumes is the reason for their tears.

Trickstar consists of second years, and Subaru doesn’t really have a senior who he would consider close to him, so he just scrunches his eyebrows at the flow of tears on the other guys’ faces. What are they getting so emotional for? It’s just a graduation. It’s not like they are dying. If they really want to, they’ll get to see the seniors again. Right?

Subaru chews around on his lip before he tears his head away to look at Midori and grins at him. “I’m a little jealous!”

That earned him a full body shudder, and Subaru watches in amazement as Midori’s expression distorts from apathetic to horror to disgust within a matter of seconds. “Keep him,” he groans and buries his hands into his palms, “By any means, keep him. I don’t want him.”

The corners of his lips fall and his eyes widen. That’s… not the response he expected. Despite all his complaints about Chiaki, Subaru still respects him as a person. He was the first one who called out to him. The first one who supported him. The first… real idol he’s seen at this school.

His eyes wander, right towards Chiaki’s back, surrounded by all the other guys. Even if Subaru unfolded his arms to try and grab his back, he wouldn’t be able to reach him. To him Chiaki is…

Then…

“Akehoshi-senpai?”

Subaru grins yet again, this time wider than before. “Then don’t mind if I do!”

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wintersweet

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Character(s): Akehoshi Subaru Additional Tags: Canon Divergence, Hurt, (Mentioned) Physical Abuse/Bullying/Harassment, Role Swap AU (kinda), War Era

Despite Kanata’s words—his promise—something tugs at Subaru’s heartstrings the moment he sees those four guys perform. Hidaka and Kagehira—they share classes. Natsume—an Oddball like Kanata. The only unfamiliar face is the guy with magenta hair, the fringes in front curled back to display his face.

This could have been me.

A star, breaking away from its cluster.

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a submission to @ficwip5k!

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love and hate (are two sides of the same coin)

Rating: General Audiences Pairing: Tenshouin Eichi/Itsuki Shu Additional Tags: Drabble, Hate Love, Ambiguous Relationship Prompt: love to hate you Read on AO3

“Ah, I’ve missed you so much…” [Eichi] laments, his hand raising to caress Shu’s cheek.

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“Itsuki-kun, welcome back.”

Oh it’s that infuriatingly smooth voice.

“Ah, I’ve missed you so much…” The blonde laments, his hand raising to caress Shu’s cheek, “Don’t scowl at me like that. The time difference between Japan and France combined with our work as idols makes it hard for us to keep in touch. Surely I don’t have to tell you that.”

Shu blushes at Eichi’s touch against his face, familiar and yet foreign at the same time. “Refrain from greeting me so casually, Tenshouin. We aren’t that close.”

And predictably, Eichi’s eyes light up with glee upon hearing Shu’s response.

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warmth in the palm of your hands

Rating: General Audiences Character: Narukami Arashi Additional Tags: Angst, Raw Emotion, Character Study, Gender Study, a poorly hidden callout towards 90% of the fandom, (Mis-)Gendering

…Does she not have a value beyond the gender people assigned her?

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shadows

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Pairing: Shu/Chiaki Additional Tags: (some) Fluff, Jealousy/Insecurity, Deleted Scene (Astraea's Atelier), brief Sexual Harassment mention, brief Murder mention

Reluctantly, he loosens his grip around Shu’s hand to wrap his arms around his body instead. A sigh leaves him as he cuddles up closer to his very own human-sized heating bottle. “Besides, Tsukinaga said talking will make us warm up!” He rests his head against Shu’s chest and smiles when he feels fingers threading through his hair.

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winter solstice

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Pairing(s): Itsuki Shu/Morisawa Chiaki Character(s): Itsuki Shu, Morisawa Chiaki Additional Tags: Canon Divergent, Established Relationship, Waking up together, Domestic Bliss (kinda), Chiaki is bad with mornings Word Count: 347 AO3 Link: Click

A little laugh leaves Shu’s lips but he firmly wraps his arms around Chiaki’s body and pulls him closer. Now that he sees Chiaki up close, Shu can actually see the exhaustion lining his eyes.

It’s just one of those other mornings.

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The morning sunrays slip between the cracks of the dark curtains, brushing against Shu’s cheeks. His face scrunches up, his eyes twitching at the sudden light shining upon him before the lids flutter open. A strip of sunlight falls onto the bed, pulling the couple lying on it back to consciousness after a good night’s sleep.

Still in a half-asleep state, Shu turns his body to face his boyfriend. Right next to him a little lump has formed where Chiaki was supposed to be—all curled up and covered by a blanket.

Shu sighs and reaches out to let his hand brush against the top, patting the head hidden underneath the sheets. “You aren’t going for your morning run today?”

For a moment the room remains silent, but before Shu can assume that Chiaki must still be asleep, the lump moves and rustles the sheets around with its movements. Hair of chocolate peeks out, eyes of sunset following suit. “No…” Chiaki is whispering, as much as he’s capable of when he has a naturally loud voice. He shifts closer, his movements like a wiggling worm as he tries to remain in the blanket’s embrace, until he settles down in Shu’s arms.

A little laugh leaves Shu’s lips but he firmly wraps his arms around Chiaki’s body and pulls him closer. Now that he sees Chiaki up close, Shu can actually see the exhaustion lining his eyes. “It’s okay,” Shu says and presses his lips against Chiaki’s temple. “Take your time.”

Shu is rewarded by a little grin forming on Chiaki’s face that lights up his face and wanes the clouds away—at least most of them. “Are you going to pick up some croissants?”

“I was planning to,” Shu nods and rubs Chiaki’s back. “I will be back as soon as possible.”

Chiaki nods and presses their lips against each other before Shu pulls away, ready to get their morning started. Usually Chiaki would accompany him. Sometimes Chiaki would go by himself while Shu took care of other things.

Today is just one of those other mornings.

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k--- me

Rating: Mature Pairing: Yuuta/Rinne Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Collar/Leash, (Pre-)Foreplay, Very Brief Mutilation mention, No Sex

“Rinne-senpai, come with me.” A fire burned in his eyes and displayed his hunger. So of course there was no way Rinne could have refused. Besides, it’s not like that was a question anyway—Rinne would go with him, no matter what he himself wanted.

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absence makes the heart grow fonder

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Pairing(s): Itsuki Shu/Morisawa Chiaki Character(s): Morisawa Chiaki, Itsuki Shu Additional Tags: Canon Divergent, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, a little jealousy if you squint Word Count: 1,578 AO3 Link: Click Happy Birthday Chiaki!

Concern. That’s the first thing Chiaki registers as they stare at each other before Shu closes the distance between them, wrapping his hands around Chiaki’s own.

Shu tries again, his voice hushed. “Are you… lonely?”

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“Morisawa,” Shu practically spits out his name. His eyes fill up with disgust upon seeing the pieces of merchandise Chiaki holds in his hands.

Chiaki can’t stop a grin from splitting his face. It’s always so endearing to see Shu’s emotions so clearly, so open for the entire world to see. No matter whether they are positive or negative, Chiaki is willing to take all of his feelings in. What kind of hero would he be if he can’t even do that? Besides, the way Shu’s eyebrows twitch from irritation always makes him smile widely. It’s really cute.

“It’s your merch!” Chiaki laughs and holds the bag up proudly. “The first thing I did today was to pick them up from the store.” He reaches into the bag to pull out a photocard, one that has Shu wearing his Shinsekai outfit printed on it. This one goes right next to the Eternal Weaving photocard!

Shu sighs and rubs his temple. “So that's what you did,” he says as deep creases line his forehead. “What do you need these for? You—” His boyfriend pauses while a blush spreads across his face, visible against his pale skin. “…You already have the real thing so don’t be ridiculous.”

“Aren’t you going to Paris tomorrow?” Chiaki’s mouth blabs before he can stop himself. A wince shakes his entire body when he spots Shu’s eyes widen marginally. Chiaki can’t help himself: His head turns away, unable to hold Shu’s gaze.

“Are you…” Shu speaks up but trails off.

Chiaki’s hands tighten around the handle of the paperbag, the copious amount of merchandise inside it staring back at him. Shu’s face is printed on the can badges and other photocards that feature both him and the other half of Valkyrie, but none of those pictures come even close to the radiance the man standing in front of him exudes. He wants to see Shu’s face—his actual face—so badly, but Chiaki keeps his gaze averted. What kind of expression is Shu wearing right now, Chiaki wonders. Disappointment perhaps? Annoyance?

“Morisawa, look at me.”

Shu’s pictures stare holes into his body.

“Morisawa.”

Chiaki stubbornly shakes his head.

“Chiaki.”

His heart leaps in his chest despite the teeth clawing into his lip. Shu rarely addresses him with his given name, so… Despite the worries swirling around in his brain, Chiaki raises his head to look back at his boyfriend.

Concern. That’s the first thing Chiaki registers as they stare at each other before Shu closes the distance between them, wrapping his hands around Chiaki’s own. The action is slow, tender, and Shu’s touch is soft against Chiaki’s skin.

Shu tries again, his voice hushed. “Are you… lonely?”

Chiaki’s eyes widen while his head shakes rapidly from one side to the other and back again. “How could I be lonely! Rather than that, I’m so proud of you Itsuki! You’re going out in the world and showing everyone your art… Everyone gets to see the pieces you’re creating and—”

Oh… Suddenly the ground blurs right in front of him. Chiaki’s eyesight must be growing worse. Watching sentai shows until deep into the night was a bad idea after all; he should have listened to Adonis’ advice. Does Shu prefer him without glasses? He’s seen Chiaki wearing them—after all Chiaki wore them all the time during their first and second year at Yumenosaki. Additionally they shared classes for their third year, and Chiaki did wear them during those as well. But maybe Shu doesn’t really like that look?

“Itsuki, if I had to permanently wear glasses—” The rest of his sentence remains stuck in his throat as a pink blob wraps its arms around him. Ah, and now he’s made Shu worried. What kind of hero makes his beloved worry? Chiaki really does still have a long way to go…

“Don’t talk,” Shu sighs into his ear, his voice low and soothing, a tone very familiar to Chiaki’s ears. “My apologies. I didn’t mean to make you feel like this.” His hand is slow and methodical as it threads gently through Chiaki’s hair to unravel the knots that formed in his strands.

Chiaki stays quiet, but his eyes burn upon receiving Shu’s affection. It’s not like it has been a long time since he received it, but … Shu’s body is pressed up close, so close Chiaki can feel the warmth it emits. Chiaki pushes into it to let his body absorb the provided heat—sighing as he buries his face in the crook of Shu’s neck.

Shu draws away, just barely, to wipe the drops that are sliding down Chiaki’s face and obscuring his vision with shame. How could he make him worry like this? Chiaki is supposed to be a hero; so how could he let himself fall like this? Stupid… He’s so stupid…

“I’m okay,” Chiaki grins after he takes a deep breath, “Don’t worry about me! Really!”

“Don’t be foolish, Chiaki.” The sound of his given name from Shu’s lips shuts his mouth immediately as he waits for whatever Shu is planning to say. “I’m leaving soon, so how could I not worry about you while you’re looking at me like…” Shu looks at his face with furrowed eyebrows, taut with worry. “...like that.”

Chiaki looks away again, the snow piling on the ground much more interesting than the shattered, disappointed heart right in front of him. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were supposed to meet, spend some time together, a last date before Shu goes back to France. Not a single sound leaves his lips while he watches the snowflakes fall onto the ground, adding onto the layers that already cover the cool pavement.

“Be honest with me,” Shu reaches for Chiaki’s hands and covers them with his own, “Are you lonely?”

Chiaki bites his lip but his head slowly moves up and down, a quiet ‘Yes’ following afterwards.

Shu pulls him closer and presses his forehead against Chiaki’s, purple meeting a red-tinted brown. “...Come with me,” he breathes, the white vapor brushing against Chiaki’s lips.

“Come…? Where to?” Chiaki questions when Shu doesn’t elaborate nor lead the way to the destination he seems to have in mind.

Shu’s face grows a little pink, much like the color of his hair. “Do you really need me to spell it out?!” He sighs and grumbles between his teeth before his shoulders sink and his lips open once again. “…To France. Stay with me.”

“Like…” Blood rushes to Chiaki’s cheeks—his entire face even. “You want me to live with you?”

This time it’s Shu’s turn to look away, his blush now spreading all the way to his ears. Despite the missing eye contact, Shu’s voice doesn’t waver. “Yes. Come live with me. That way you won’t have to be lonely anymore.” His grip on Chiaki’s hands tightens as his thumbs rub little circles onto his skin.

It’s a flawed logic really, considering they both are still idols. They would still have to commit to their work and there might be times they won’t be able to see each other at all due to their packed schedules, but… Chiaki understands. Going to bed with Shu and waking up right next to him in the morning; sharing an early morning breakfast croissant—a warm one, just like Shu likes them… It sounds like a silly little dream that Chiaki occasionally makes up when he’s sleep deprived or delirious from stress.

“Shu…” Chiaki grins at him and pulls his hands away to instead wrap his arms around Shu to pull him into a warm embrace. The one he reserves just for his boyfriend. The one that contains all of Chiaki’s overflowing feelings for him. The one Chiaki gives him every time they had to part from each other—only this time they wouldn’t be parting. This time they would be staying with each other.

“Why are you crying again? You weren’t supposed to cry from this!” Chiaki doesn’t even need to see Shu’s face to know he is scowling and rolling his eyes. Shu made that suggestion—that request—to paint a smile onto Chiaki’s face. Chiaki is supposed to turn into the sun and warm Shu’s cold winter evening upon hearing Shu’s wish, and yet—

“I’m just—” Chiaki sniffles. “I’m just happy! I can’t wait…” He pulls away to wipe his tears away properly, his sleeve cold against his skin, before leaning in to press his lips against Shu’s cheek.

“...You will have to,” Shu mutters as his cheeks glow red, “You can’t move to France without consulting your agency and the rest of your unit’s members.” A flash of horror passes over his face and Chiaki can’t help but wonder what Shu thought about. Tenshouin maybe? That guy is the president of Chiaki’s agency after all, and Shu hates him to the core so maybe that’s it. Chiaki doesn’t have anything against Tenshouin, even feeling twinges of nostalgia towards him, but he doesn’t blame Shu for holding grudges. In fact, it’s a little cute how Tenshouin still evokes this extreme of an emotion out of Shu…

Chiaki laughs softly, watching Shu smile in response, “As soon as I get everything sorted out, I’ll come see you…” He lifts their intertwined hands and presses a kiss onto the back of Shu’s hand. “So wait for me, okay? I’ll definitely come; that’s a promise. Not as a hero, but as a person… As Morisawa Chiaki.”

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kaoshu (+ maddie) & nail care

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A cold layer of paint spreads over Kaoru’s nails as Mademoiselle carefully applies nail paint on him with her practiced hands. She has really nice fingers… Long and smooth, and yet strong from the tailoring she does. Making clothes is her specialty and she loves making them too. Kaoru loves how she looks when she’s focused on her art. The intense gaze her purple eyes aim at the cloth is simply stunning.

“Are you listening to me, Kaoru?” She asks, a scowl resembling something more of a pout than an actual scowl passing over her face. Her voice is a mellow baritone, as always.

One would think someone like her would have a melodic soprano, or even a mezzo-soprano, matching her elegant choice of dress, but she has a surprisingly deep voice. Sometimes she sounds more like a tenor than a baritone, but she always sounds like she’s straining her voice when she does that so Kaoru prefers her speaking in baritone far better. Not that he’s ever told her that.

The first time he commented on her voice, she grew as pale as a sheet, and then refused to talk to him for weeks. It took him a lot of coaxing for her to talk to him again. He figures she’s really self-conscious about her voice. But Kaoru loves it, hearing it helps him relax and calm his tense mind.

“Hey, Kaoru!”

He reaches for her wrist, careful not to smudge the paint on his nails, and pulls her into a kiss. Although their lips only brushed each other’s for just a second, Kaoru gets to admire the myriad of pink and red on her face when he pulls away and smiles at her.

Kaoru loves her, he really does.

Not even her being a guy can change that.