#yuzuru fanfic

[zennjiwrlds]

holy shjit 😻😻

yuzuru hanyu x gn! reader | wc: 0.59k | established rs, fluff

"yuzu~" you call his name sweetly as you form a beeline towards the sounds of water hitting the cold tiles and a small portion of visible warm fog slipping through the tiny slit of the bathroom door.

him not responding is a clear hint that your boyfriend might have not heard you but as you approached closely to the door, your ears caught faint noises of his voice, singing a bridge of a song playing in his head for almost a week now. he's even doing the instrumental, humming and somewhat squeaking?

he's undeniably cute. you couldn't oppose that, no, you wouldn't even try.

as you reached the door, you couldn't help but peek a slightest bit at him, you wanted to make sure that yuzu didn't leave. at first, you thought it was the typical day for you two wherein you separate ways in the morning and see each other in the evening, exhausted and tired from everything. him on his practices and you on your work.

today was different though, time flew fast and the date as of now marks your second anniversary. nonetheless, you have no expectations that your boyfriend would miss a practice, he basically dedicates his life to figure skating. you two celebrated the first anniversary in his training grounds, nothing too special or grand about it. but you were surely grateful because even though his sport was tough, never did your boyfriend forget your value in his life.

anyways, despite your worry that he probably left early again, yuzu's there on the other side, doing all his rituals, lip syncing and singing in between his scrubs.

"hey, no peeking!" your existence besides the door drawn yuzu's attention and let out his regular sweet giggles that echoed on the four corners of the bathroom. he absolutely didn't mean it in a serious way but just to simply make you all flustered (which he kinda failed because you're all too familiar with his teasing tactics and overflowing cuteness).

"you can stare at me all day instead! but i'll appreciate it if i'm clothed when you do look at me." yuzu added as he turned off the shower and fetched his cotton robe with a glimpse of redness in his cheeks, wet hair sticking to his forehead before he brushed it with his fingers, splashing glitters of water to the air. one word to describe the sight, ethereal. clouds of steam coming from the door danced through the air as your boyfriend stepped out of the bathroom.

"all day? didn't you say you have practice?" confusion was stretched all over your face as you realized what he had said, unconsciously disregarding how magical yuzuru looks fresh out of shower. you felt extra bouncy as you wanted to be with him on a special day like this. and maybe, just maybe, you can finally have a proper anniversary celebration.

you don't care if you spend the whole day home with your pajamas and his shirt, warmly cuddled up in front of the tv with a show you couldn't even keep up with but still choose to have it on. because all you care and want to be is in his arms. some may say that the day could have been eventful, but damn, every single day is special for you since your boyfriend is none other than yuzuru hanyu.

"i do. but do you really think i'd forget our second anniversary? the training could wait but this day ends around twelve hours so we should be spending it wisely!"

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[seangelfish]

What they do for White Day (pt.3)

❥ Featured characters: Hiiro Amagi, Leo Tsukinaga, Kanata Shinkai, Ibara Saegusa, Yuzuru Fushimi

❥ Tags: Fluff, established relationships/mutual crushes, stories are based on the !! era, no mention of pronouns

❥ A/N: The final part of my What they do for White Day Enstars special! I hope everyone has a wonderful White Day even if you don't celebrate it! Decided on these characters for last because 1. everyone likes Hiiro and Leo and 2. I haven't written for Kanata, Ibara and Yuzuru in such a long time!

Please check out part 1 and part 2 if you haven't already~

🤍 HIIRO AMAGI

This was Hiiro's first time celebrating Valentine's Day, so when you gifted him your chocolates after school, he was appreciative that you thought of him. He didn't understand the implications of the gift until you confessed your feelings which made him feel awkward as his cheeks blushed.

Deep down, he knew he liked you romantically too. That's why he stuck to you like glue, greeting you a lively good morning and helping you in any way he can.

But he didn't know that he had to reciprocate your gifts until Aira told him about White Day. He thought your confession had already established a relationship together, but if that's what the customs here are and if it would make you happy, then he'll do his best to make White Day a special day for you!

Thankfully, Aira was there to guide him so he wouldn't mess up. During lunch, he asked you to go meet him by the fountain where he gifted you a silver bracelet and a box of white chocolates. Surprisingly, he didn't need Aira's help in choosing the jewellery because he knew what looked best on you.

"Let me help you put it on!" he said happily. "There. Haha, it looks pretty, don't you think? Happy White Day, (Y/N). I hope we can celebrate even more holidays together!"

🤍 LEO TSUKINAGA

Leo jumped up and down excitedly when he received those Valentine's chocolates from you. He bragged about it the whole day, annoying the NEW DI idols in the process.

"Uwaaa! Thank you, (Y/N)!" he beamed, hugging you tightly. "Hahaha, I like you too, you know? What else should we do today? Should we go to..."

So a relationship was established with Leo almost immediately. The two of you were already close to begin with, so it wasn't too much of a surprise to others. Shockingly, he was a pretty attentive boyfriend. He always found time to check up on you during work and would provide you with drinks and snacks. Sometimes he'd leave notes, some of which were lyrics about you, and others were just stick drawings of the two of you.

These little things would always make you smile. Therefore, for White Day, Leo bought you a box of White Day-themed cookies that the two of you shared together. And of course, he had composed you a song so beautiful that it made you shed a few tears.

"Hahaha, Happy White Day, (Y/N)!" he exclaimed as he wiped your tears away. "I love you so so much! Anyway, is there anything else you'd like to do? We can do everything you want!"

🤍 KANATA SHINKAI

Kanata was new to the whole romance scene, so when you gifted him chocolates for Valentine's Day, he wondered what the occasion was.

"Oh, I see! So that's what you do on 'Valentine's Day'~" he said excitedly. "Thank you for the 'chocolates', (Y/N). Let's share them, okay~?"

However, that didn't mean he was oblivious to everything. He knew about White Day since Kaoru used to participate in it a lot back in school, so he had some idea of what to do. Additionally, he asked around because he wanted to give you, his lover, the best he could.

So on White Day, the two of you spent time together by the sea, lighting sparklers and giggling to each other's stories. He had gifted you a pearl necklace and a koi plushie from AOUMI Aquarium.

"Koi fishes symbolise love~" he explained, smiling from ear to ear. "I love you, (Y/N). Happy White Day!"

🤍 IBARA SAEGUSA

As he expected, the chocolates you made him for Valentine's Day were alluring and sweet, but what he liked most of all was the love letter you wrote for him. He would keep it in his pocket, rereading the contents when he took his short breaks at work. A smile would always appear when he did so which made coworkers wonder what he was reading.

He had planned everything out before White Day like it was a project that needed to be executed perfectly. He wrote down timeframes, date ideas, and gifts that you might like. Everything had its own section in his 'White Day' binder.

If he could give you everything in the world, he would.

On White Day, he took the day off so that the two of you were able to do everything on his schedule. First was to do an activity that you liked whether it was arts and crafts or something sports related. Second, he brought you on a lunch cruise where the two of you had lunch together on the river. However, when the third activity came, he realised you were getting tired, so he brought you home to relax and watch a movie together.

That was when he gifted you a silver necklace, and of course, he wasn't going to forget the big bouquet of white flowers he had ordered.

You appreciated everything he had done for you today even those he was kind of excessive.

"Happy White Day, my dearest (Y/N). I love you from the bottom of my heart. I hope today was satisfactory. Apologies if it was too much, but I hope we can do this again soon."

🤍 YUZURU FUSHIMI

Everyone knew you were childhood friends with Yuzuru, but they didn't expect you to hand him chocolates on Valentine's Day. Because you were so bold about it, you handed them to him in class resulting in cheers from friends and classmates. This embarrassed him greatly, but his heart had skipped a beat.

"Woo-woo!" Subaru whistled. "Congrats, Fusshi!"

He accepted your chocolates, thanking you for them, but he also scolded you for being so brash.

"I appreciate it, (Y/N), but don't do that again."

However, in private, he did accept your feelings. Unexpectedly, he had feelings for you too, but with how good he was at hiding them, you were left speechless – both figuratively and literally because he had left to go find Tori.

But he wasn't going to leave it at that. He wanted to do something for you too. After all, his purpose was to serve. On White Day, he gifted you a bento box he had cooked and white roses he grew and picked. It was sweet until he presented you with the last item – a drawing he did of you.

Nevertheless, it was cute.

"Happy White Day, (Y/N)," he smiled. "I've always loved you and will always keep loving you. I'm free after school, so let's go to that place you keep pestering me about."

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[kivaember]

TOSSES OUT RANDOM KOSHIYUZU DRABBLE HERE U GO... i'll probs make this longer later maybe... hmmm anyway enjoy yuzuru catching koshimizu napping in his office

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Director Koshimizu really was something, Yuzuru couldn’t help but think as he ferried the latest batch of paperwork to said director’s office. Manpower really was so stretched that devil summoners like him were being used as dogsbodies, though in this case Yuzuru didn’t really mind.

As tensions rose between Bethel Japan and Bethel HQ, the Japanese branch increasingly did their correspondences through pen and paper and delivered by an actual human being. Digital data was highly vulnerable to demonic (or angelic) interception, and with Yuzuru being one of the very few human devil summoners that wasn’t perpetually busy with high-tempo missions, he was used often in ferrying around letters, paperwork and reports between the different parts of Bethel Japan - up to and including Koshimizu himself.

Dazai might’ve complained about the mundanity of it, but Yuzuru saw it as the show of trust it was. It also gave him extra insight into just how much work Koshimizu really did! At a glance it seemed like he wasn’t overly busy, with how easily available he made himself to his subordinates, but Yuzuru had seen his office plenty of times to know that Koshimizu was drowning in work, and that wasn’t getting into his public appearances and other duties as PM…

It was an insane tempo. Yuzuru doubted he’d last a week underneath its gruelling weight, but Koshimizu kept it up effortlessly for years. He really was impressive.

Yuzuru stopped his thoughts there as he reached the office, juggling with the small stack of handwritten reports to free up a hand. He gave three loud knocks and waited.

…

…no response.

Yuzuru frowned. Odd. The technician said Koshimizu was in his office for the rest of the afternoon. The director was normally very good at announcing any schedule changes or updating his whereabouts in case anyone needed to reach him. So this was… unusual…

He knocked again, just in case, but this didn’t yield a response either. He shifted his weight, uncertain, before deciding that Koshimizu probably popped out quickly for some reason or other. If his office was unlocked, Yuzuru can just leave this paperwork on his desk and put a post-it note on it, excusing his intrusion.

Satisfied with that, Yuzuru tested the door handle and found it unlocked. He eased it open and stepped inside-

And froze.

The office was the same as usual: modestly sized, despite Koshimizu’s high standing, with the walls crammed full of either bookshelves groaning beneath overstuffed folders, or filing cabinets with each draw meticulously labelled. A small desk with a terminal almost swallowed up by stacks of paperwork leaning out of the IN and OUT trays was one of the few bits of furniture, the other being a sofa shoved up against the wall between two filing cabinets, and an armchair.

The desk was unoccupied, as Yuzuru expected, but the sofa wasn’t. Director Koshimizu, who Yuzuru had only ever seen awake and alert, was lying down on the sofa napping.

Director Koshimizu, napping.

Yuzuru knew he shouldn’t stare but he couldn’t help it. Koshimizu was lying on his side, his tie loosened off and the top few buttons undone on his shirt, his suit jacket draped over the armchair to keep it unwrinkled. His arm was tucked underneath the cushion his head was resting on, and Yuzuru finally understood why the sofa was as long as it was. It let Koshimizu lie down completely without needing to bend his legs awkwardly.

It was…

Yuzuru was just taken aback at how vulnerable it made Koshimizu look. The director had always been someone he looked up to, indefatigable and of strong moral fibre, who looked after his subordinates and who always risked Abdiel’s disdain or irritation for the betterment of Tokyo. Dazai once said that Koshimizu’s insistence on asking everyone’s opinion was from a lack of confidence in his leadership, but to Yuzuru it just emphasised Koshimizu’s strength of character. He was willing to hear multiple perspectives to inform his own, rather than making decisions based on his own pride.

So it was jarring to see someone like that just… napping, like a normal person. Evidence that even someone like Koshimizu got tired and had to take an hour out of his workday to get some rest - much needed rest at that. Did Koshimizu even go home when Yuzuru left for the day? Or did he stay here, only pausing to take short catnaps in between all of his work? That dedication was admirable, but it couldn’t be good for his health at all…

With a jolt, Yuzuru realised he’d been standing there staring like a creep for far too long. He looked away sharply, to the desk, and kept his steps light as he walked towards it. He felt like he was trying to disarm a bomb, setting the paperwork down on whatever small bit of free space he could find without making too much noise. Every crinkle of paper or him accidentally knocking the desk with his shoe made him wince at how uncomfortably loud it was.

Koshimizu didn’t stir once.

he must be exhausted, Yuzuru couldn’t help but think, glancing over again, maybe I’ll check in later and see if he needs anything…

He headed for the door, but his steps slowed as he passed Koshimizu despite himself. He wasn’t sure what it was that made him pause, but he found himself inspecting Koshimizu - the slight bags under his eyes, how even in sleep his expression looked tense, like he was ruminating over the many fires Tokyo was suffering from even in sleep. Even his rest didn’t look restful.

Yuzuru took a step closer. Koshimizu’s office was always on the chilly side - a quirk of the man, who always had the aircon on max no matter the season - but right now it was colder than usual. Koshimizu didn’t look all that cold, but Yuzuru couldn’t help but hunt around for something to drape over him - an ingrained habit from looking after Miyazu, who was always needed extra layers.

The suit jacket was out, Koshimizu clearly didn’t want it wrinkled, and there was a shocking lack of amneities in the office. Not even a blanket, despite napping in here often enough to buy a sofa for it! He hesitated, knowing it was probably crossing a line but, Koshimizu would know someone had been in here seeing the new stack of paperwork, and there wasn’t anything wrong in… expressing concern at him sleeping in a freezing cold office without any proper layers…

Yuzuru ended up pacing between the sofa and the door about three times, talking himself in and out of his decision before he finally went for it. Girding himself - and praying that Koshimizu didn’t read too deeply into it - Yuzuru shrugged off his school blazer and gently - very gently - draped it over the director.

His heart hammered in his throat all the while, his lungs still from a held breath, but aside from Koshimizu’s brow furrowing slightly, he didn’t stir. Yuzuru silently backed away - and hurriedly power-walked to the door before he was caught, his face aflame even though he told himself it was purely professional concern. If Koshimizu questioned him later, that’s what Yuzuru was going to say: professional concern. Maybe you should get a blanket for your office, sir.

Sounded like a plan.

[sturniolosreads]

I am sobbing my heart out. I just finished a yuzuru Hanyu wattpad story and I’m genuinely more destroyed than I have ever been in my life.

[chameleonwritess]

It’s time for a new chapter of ES knows all secrets!! This time, it’s Ibayuzu central with a side helping if ibara being horrified over wataei

[zero-heather]

Originally it was HiMERU instead of Hokuto but i remembered his doctor looking scientist card thing and was like "perfect".

Edit: added one

[unknownhappi]

SONET’S STARLIGHT STAGE ࣪ 𖦹₊ 🌕

“I work hard not because I want to be famous, but because I love figure skating and I always want to win. I am not an idol or a TV celebrity. I am an athlete, and I want that to be the core of my heart.” - Yuzuru Hanyu

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[fuyuko-miyuki]

Wake up

Fandom: Masquerade Kiss

Pairing: Kazoumi X Mc

Who needs to go look for Masquerade Kiss fanfics or short fanfics when you can just write one😼

Also If this is pure booty it's because I CANNOT write for the life of me, but why not try? 😭

(From kazoumi's pov)

♡

What am I supposed to do when my honey is sleeping so peacefully? I don't want to wake her from her slumber, but she will probably be upset at me for letting her sleep in too long. I try talking to her to wake her up but she doesn't show any signs of getting up soon. I then try to shake her to give it another shot "MC wake up, it's already past afternoon" but all she does is turn and groan at me, even then she is still as cute as ever to me. I walk towards the curtains and open then wide to let as much of the light from the sun in to shine on her. Though all she does is burrow herself deeper into the blanket she's buried in, at least it'll smell like her for the nights I have to sleep alone. Then I remember what she once told me a different day when I let her sleep in

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"Why do you keep letting me sleep in?! You know I have things I want to do more than sleep! "

She's upset at me for not waking her up at the crack of dawn when I got up, and letting her sleep in my bed. Though even when shes mad at me she's so cute with that pout on her face.

"You were sleeping so peacefully, how could you expect me to disturb your much needed sleep? "

"You could've at least tried! All you did was go about your day and only occasionally check if I had gotten up! "

She was right there. I didn't try to wake her and only wanted to see her sleep peacefully and comfortable. Even if I had to pay the price of my beloved being upset and facing away from me.

"Next time I try sleeping in I prefer you scream in my face to wake me up! "

"But my dear I would hate to ever scream at you.."

I put on a show of looking upset at her request but I know she can tell I'm only kidding, well half kidding. I would hate to yell or scream at her. I was never the type to be that way and I never hoped to be.

"I don't care, just do anything to wake me up next time!"

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Now that I'm remembering the memory I'm thinking about if I should try it for once or get a scolding when she finally does get up. I hesitate before I try to muster up the highest but not aggressive voice I can make and yell out "WAKE UP MC!"

Only then does she finally get up but not in the way I was expecting. She sits up from the bed before I even finished my sentence. With her messy hair and disheveled clothes she stares at me with piercing eyes. Glaring daggers at me. I only had a couple minutes to try to think about what was coming for me before I felt a weak but still aggressive punch to my stomach. Not strong enough to hurt long after, but long enough to knock the air out of me. Making a small grunt of pain I fall back but steady myself. She looks at me concerned when she finally realized what had happened and got up quickly from the bed where she sat.

"Omg kazoumi are you okay?! Did I accidentally hit you to hard? I'm so sorry I hit you I wasnt thinking straight yet!"

She rushes to me with a look of concern on her face. I know she didnt mean it with a malicious intent so I'm not mad or upset at her for it, but I'm still surprised at the reaction I received which I wasn't expecting. I end up bursting out laughing and she gives me an annoyed look.

"Good morning my dear, you seem quit energized even right as you get up from bed."

"What are you laughing at, this isn't funny!"

"I just love seeing new sides of you Mc, I love you"

She had been shaking me a little but she stops and I can see a faint pink flush form on her cheeks.

".. Shut up dumbass"

She starts walking towards the closet to change into new clothes and while facing away from me I hear a faint mumble

" I love you too kazoumi... "

I walk up from behind her and hug her tightly making sure to not let her shake me off this time.

"Your so cute my dear you know that? "

"On shut up!"

I can't wait for the next day she sleeps in and maybe then I'll be able to sleep in right next to her too.

[lilac-melody]

minu ga hana: Not seeing is a flower.

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Hiiro Bday Fic (4/1)-Happy Birthday, Hiiro

He never expected this to happen, he really didn't. He came to the city to get his brother back, and even then it was just a desperate attempt so that he wasn't made into the monarch.

Who knew that his impulsive move, one quality that people deem as 'shallow' of him, could bring so many happiness to his life.

A.K.A. A Freeform of Hiiro's bday party for his bday <33

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61833067/chapters/158440216

Prompt: Birthday

Relationship: Hiiro with ALKALOID, Anzu, Madara, Tetora, Niki, Eichi, Tori, Fushimi, Rinne and Subaru

Requested by: me <3

[seangelfish]

Childhood friends

Yuzuru Fushimi & Ibara Saegusa x Platonic! Reader

Genre/s: Fluff (and a bit of angst)

Word count: 1,728

Plot/summary: You're childhood friends with both Yuzuru Fushimi and Ibara Saegusa in which you have a story with both of them. However, you became rather distant with Yuzuru due to his butler duties at the Himemiya residence, but you try not to hold a grudge as you still loved being his friend. Thankfully, Ibara was there for you, and you have always appreciated his help and company. They were your closest friends, so it was time to hang out with them both!

Honestly, it’s kind of weird. You have met Yuzuru first, when you two were both very young, before he went into the military and before he decided to become Tori’s full-time butler. It was an odd encounter especially since his family were strict with everything he did. He came from a family of higher class too.

Ibara, however, was a different story. After Yuzuru informed you of him joining a military training camp which was enforced by his parents, he would send you letters of how well he was putting up. In those letters, he would write about Ibara, even if they were short sentences. The relationship he had with Ibara at the time was ‘quite wholesome’ as you would say, but when Yuzuru’s last letter was sent to you, you realised that their friendship really didn’t last too long.

When Yuzuru’s military training camp came to an end, he had finally become a servant for the Himemiyas. That meant he didn’t have that much time to hang out with you as you used to. It broke your heart, but it couldn’t be helped. However, he would always try to make time for you even if that time was spent at Tori's home.

"Is (Y/N) coming over today?!" Tori would ask Yuzuru in excitement. The pink-haired boy had grown fond of you every time you visited, but in exchange, you had mixed feelings. So, this was the boy that took your best friend away from you? Seriously? You tried to hide those feelings, but of course, Yuzuru read you like a book and even scolded you for it.

"(Y/N), are you jealous?" he asked you one day, pouring you a cup of tea and setting down a plate of pastries in front of you.

You smiled at him. "Yes," you confessed. "I know I shouldn't be jealous though, after all, I don't own you – Tori does."

Yuzuru sighed at your answer. You were always so blunt with him, but he appreciated how honest you were sometimes. You picked up one of the pastries and took a bite. Mmm, that tastes nice, you thought. Does Yuzuru bake these himself?

"(Y/N)..." Yuzuru started. "I'm sorry, but–"

"This is what you chose, I know," you interrupted. "I should support my friend, but I just can't help feeling... I don't know... betrayed?"

Yuzuru fell silent and so did you.

After a few seconds, you mumbled an apology. He smiled at you softly, pinching your cheek. He understood your feelings all too well as Ibara was the same.

And that’s when you met Ibara. Before Yuzuru devoted his whole life to the Himemiyas, he pleaded that you befriend his friend from the camp. He gave you specific instructions and everything in order to find this Ibara character you’ve only known in his letters.

“You must really care about him,” you commented, drinking your tea slowly.

“I do regret leaving him there by himself,” Yuzuru admitted. “So, please take care of him for me. I know he resents me now.”

You obliged yet befriending Ibara was hard work. He would NOT open up. After the training camp, Ibara had tried to work his way up, rebuilding all of the Godfather’s abandoned businesses.

“Oh, I’m also taking business courses,” you stated happily, hoping that this relation would bring you closer to him.

Ibara shrugged it off. “So?” he said. “You won’t be able to help me with the basic knowledge you acquire from those little lessons.”

You just wanted to slap him. However, you could understand why he acted this way. Yuzuru did give you half of his backstory…

You kept trying and trying. You would wake up everyday happy and energised in hopes Ibara would finally accept you. He would find you annoying for a bit, but he did really appreciate your help. Though, he did keep an eye on you. What did you want from him anyway? Money? If that was what you wanted, he’d give it to you for you to finally leave.

But you never left, and you never took any money from him. That was when he realised that you weren’t using him at all.

“(Y/N),” he said, eyeing you on your laptop, calculating some random income statement he wanted you to do. “Thank you for everything, I’m serious.”

You looked up from your laptop, confused. Though, when you noticed his smile linger on you, you couldn't help but smile too.

“Have you finally accepted me as your friend?” you chirped.

He nodded and muttered, “My best friend.”

What he didn’t know was that you were best friends with Yuzuru too, but that’s a whole ‘nother story for him to dissect.

Present Day...

Tori looked through the whole school for you, but when he found you in the gardens enjoying a cup of tea, he began to beg.

“(Y/N)!” he whined. “Can you please do me a favour? I’ll pay you back!”

He gripped your leg with pleading eyes.

You sighed. “What is it now, Tori?”

“Well… the first years are going off on a two day trip, and uh… I want you to keep an eye on Yuzuru,” he said quickly.

“Yuzuru?”

“Yes, can you PLEASE do it?”

Maybe you’ve been spending too much time with Ibara lately, but a portion of you found Tori annoying. Of course, you loved him, he was sweet to you, and was cute! But this was the person that took Yuzuru away from you, and you just didn’t like that. You could never admit this though. You’ll take those thoughts to your grave.

“I don’t understand, why would I need to—”

Before you could finish your sentence, Yuzuru dashed in.

“Young Master, I was looking everywhere for you! You had forgotten your lunch,” Yuzuru exclaimed. “You need to eat it.”

Tori groaned, “Ugh, fine.”

Yuzuru caught your eye and said, “(Y/N), hello. How are you today?”

You smiled sadly, and this immediately took him aback.

“I’m fine,” you responded. “Tori, I’ll take care of Yuzuru.”

“What, really?! Thank you!”

Tori jumped onto you for a hug, telling you that ‘you’re the best’ multiple times. Yuzuru, who hated when Anzu would get attention from Tori, smiled at this display of affection. However, he didn’t understand what the two of you were talking about.

On the day of the trip, you finally realised why Tori wanted you to take care of Yuzuru. Yuzuru had been frantically bringing Tori stuff that he ‘needed’ for the trip, giving him his best advice, and telling him to keep safe.

“What would the Young Master do without me?!” Yuzuru would say, and you would roll your eyes at how dramatic he was being. “I’m just so worried!”

“I now realise why Ibara hates you,” you commented. “Come on, lighten up. Tori will be fine. Plus, we can finally hang out as friends now. We have two days free together!”

Yuzuru stopped and looked at you. You didn’t hate him? Well, you did greet him with a hug when he transferred to Yumenosaki, but you definitely were different from the last time he saw you. He did leave you behind like he did with Ibara after all.

“Today, we shall go to a themed cafe!” you exclaimed, grabbing his hand and twirling yourself around.

He laughed at this and he just couldn’t help but to twirl you around a second time.

“Why is HE here?” they both said simultaneously.

Situated on a circular table from left to right was Ibara, you and Yuzuru. You simply grinned in response.

“(Y/N), I thought it was a day for us two?" Yuzuru queried, perplexed at his current predicament.

“I thought so too,” said Ibara. “Why would you bring him?”

“Well, both of you are my favourite people and I would like to spend the day with the two of you together. Plus… it’s my birthday, so you have to do whatever I say!”

“It’s not your birthday,” they both said at the same time.

You changed the subject quickly. “That’s so sweet, you guys remembered my actual birthday!” you cheered.

They looked at you with confusion, so you held both their hands in a way to plead them to stay.

“Let’s just enjoy this time together, okay?” you continued. “We’re all friends here, and I never really get to hang out with you two at the same time! This is exciting for me, you know?”

You had the biggest grin on your face and they just couldn’t let you down, so they reluctantly agreed to stay. You were their dearest friend after all, and they wouldn’t want to see you sad.

The platonic date wasn’t too bad. They kept it tamed when you were around, but when you needed to go to the bathroom, they immediately began hurling insults at each other. When you came back to find them acting like that, you smacked both of their heads.

“It’s like I’m babysitting you two,” you said with a sigh.

They looked offended at the statement.

“(Y/N), I think we’re both the ones babysitting you most of the time,” Yuzuru corrected, and surprisingly, Ibara agreed.

“We’re the ones helping you with your homework,” said Ibara. “And who got you into Yumenosaki in the first place?”

You smiled at them sheepishly. “Just so you know, I love you both,” you sang. “Ibara, Yuzuru, I really do appreciate you both with my entire heart.”

They smiled at this. Due to your presence, they finally had something they could agree upon: teasing you. So, with the rest of the platonic date, they would talk to each other about how an annoyance you were when you were young. Of course, they weren’t harsh about it, so they did leave you compliments here and there.

With that being said, you three even took a picture together. They saw how sweet the smile on your face was, and they hoped you could smile like that forever.

“Thank you for treating me today!” you exclaimed as you walked with them, arm in arm, down the bustling street.

“I actually enjoyed it,” hummed Yuzuru.

“Hmm, so did I,” admitted Ibara. “But I’d rather not do it again.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you said as you tried to swing yourself with their arms wrapped into yours, like a little kid whose swinging by their parents’ hands.

Even so, you hoped you could do this with your childhood friends again.

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[kivaember]

koshiyuzu drabble about ties and the unintentional sexual tension they may cause... (might finish this into a oneshot maybe hmmm)

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Yuzuru’s tie was loose again.

It was something Tsukuyomi couldn’t quite ignore, despite his best attempts. Yuzuru kept fidgeting with it, the movement of his hand naturally drawing Tsukuyomi’s gaze and tempting his stare to linger - the rumpled collar and the hollow of Yuzuru’s throat peeking just above that lopsided tie. Yuzuru, meanwhile, was oblivious, his brow furrowed as he scanned through his short flashcards with an intensity that implied this whole situation was a matter of life or death.

For an ambitious honour student, it probably was. Coming to the end of his school years, Yuzuru was steadily being buried underneath the various examinations and last ditch demonstration of his skills in extracurricular activities before the rest of his academic life was locked into one path. Personally, Tsukuyomi was surprised Yuzuru was entertaining the idea of attending university while juggling his devil summoner duties and caretaking for his younger sister, but if anyone could manage that chaotic lifestyle and excel, it was Yuzuru.

And of course, Tsukuyomi was more than happy to lend whatever aid he could to facilitate that future Yuzuru desired, even if that aid was simply providing a quiet space for Yuzuru to sit and study or prepare with an air of focused anxiety. Tsukuyomi’s office within Bethel HQ was modest, but he allowed himself the amenity of a sofa squashed between two filing cabinets for the nights where he rewarded himself with a thirty minute catnap. That was where Yuzuru was seated now, while Tsukuyomi sat at his desk ploughing through his never-ending administrative tasks: both as Bethel Japan’s director and the Prime Minister…

No one bothered him here unless it was an emergency, which meant Yuzuru was unbothered, and they both enjoyed silent companionship over needless small talk when they had other pressing matters to attend to. Tsukuyomi should be just as focused on his own work as Yuzuru was on his, but…

Yuzuru fidgeted with his tie again. Tsukuyomi’s gaze flickered from the paperwork he had been not-reading for the last ten minutes to Yuzuru’s throat.

But it seemed not even Tsukuyomi was wholly immune to, well… idle thoughts.

Tsukuyomi contemplated himself for a moment and briefly checked his watch. If he recalled correctly, and he likely did, then Yuzuru only had fifteen minutes at most before he had to leave for this event he was quietly stressing over. While Yuzuru had been immaculately dressed when arriving, his appearance was more than rumpled by now - a good presentation was vital for success in Japanese society, and Tsukuyomi wanted Yuzuru to succeed.

“Yuzuru,” he said, coming to a decision. He set his pen down and pushed his chair back a fraction, but didn’t stand. Past his stacks of paperwork, he saw Yuzuru’s head jolt upwards, knocked out of whatever focused tunnel vision of memorisation he’d been trapped in. His hair was sticking up slightly on one side from where he’d been running his hand through it.

“Yes, sir?” Yuzuru asked.

“Come here.”

Yuzuru blinked, long, dark eyelashes fluttering and drawing attention to the vibrant silver of his eyes - not even the lenses of his glasses dulled their vividness. But he obediently rose from the sofa, tucking the flash cards into his pocket as he walked over to Tsukuyomi’s desk - and stopped in front of it.

“I meant here,” Tsukuyomi said, tapping the desk for emphasis. He felt a fission of amusement when Yuzuru immediately turned pink. “Beside me. Your tie needs doing.”

Here, Yuzuru hesitated.

It was still new, this partnership of theirs, where Yuzuru struggled to overstep the boundary of superior and subordinate, his eyes unable to hide the flash of calculation as he assessed and reassessed the situation before committing to a decision. Tsukuyomi understood. Yuzuru didn’t have an easy life, and the scars he bore didn’t come from demons alone. As much as Yuzuru deferred to authority, he was wary of it as well.

Tsukuyomi was patient, and for his Knowledge he was exceptionally patient. He waited, keeping his expression mild and his posture relaxed, holding Yuzuru’s gaze as his Knowledge shifted from weight from side to side before wordlessly rounding the desk.

“Sorry, sir,” Yuzuru said when he stopped in front of his chair, his posture stiff as Tsukuyomi began trying to fix the mess he made of his tie. “I should’ve noticed it was bothering you.”

“I’m not bothered,” Tsukuyomi semi-lied.

It had been bothering him, but not for the reasons Yuzuru assumed. He tried straightening out the tie, but frowned when it didn’t move as it should… and let out a quiet tsk when he realised that it hadn’t been done correctly in the first place. This tie-knot was more like an ambitious tangle…

“Sorry,” Yuzuru mumbled again as Tsukuyomi began the surprisingly difficult task in untangling it. “I don’t wear ties often so I keep forgetting how to do the knot.”

“I can tell,” Tsukuyomi said drily. “Well, it’s to be expected. If you were never properly shown how…”

With a bit of a tug, Yuzuru’s tie spilled undone, and Tsukuyomi paused, finding himself abruptly confronted with Yuzuru’s partially open collar, framed by the undone tie, unable to look anywhere but his Knowledge’s very vulnerable throat.

Hm. He may’ve miscalculated here.

[mihai-florescu]

If ibaras not the bus driver of the scout...

[sundove88]

Charitable Hearing- A Silent Voice One Shot Fanfic

A few weeks have passed since the events of A Silent Voice, and Shoko and Shoya have come up with a brilliant idea- a non profit charity for the deaf and hard of hearing! But will it all pay off?

It was a fine morning- the birds were singing, the butterflies were fluttering about, and bully and victim turned best friends Shoya Ishida and Shoko Nishimiya; alongside the latter’s sister Yuzuru, were planning on that day’s activity. What do you think we should do for people like you? The former replied to the latter in sign language. How about we begin a charity for them? The latter replied in sign. Oh, that’s a great idea! I’ll go tell my mom and make sure that she approves of it. Shoya signed back, and ran to get his mom.

“Mom!” He said as he ran into the hair salon where his mother, Miyako Ishida, was working. “What’s all the buzz, son?” She asked, finishing up the hairstyle of one of her clients. At the same time, Shoya’s sister Yachiyo Ishida and her husband Pedro walked in. “And what are you so excited about?” The latter replied. Shoya told them all about his idea and was crossing his fingers that they would approve. “A charity for the deaf and hard of hearing?” Miyako asked. “Well, I don’t see why not. As long as you stick to it, you can do it.” She replied as she ruffled her son’s hair. “Thanks, mom.” Shoya replied as he ran back to where Shoko was waiting for him.

Now that Shoya had the approval of his mom, the two of them immediately got to work on the charity. Ok, first up we should come up with titles or something like that. Something that can get people’s attention. He signed over to Shoko, who was busy writing down titles. After much brainstorming, they finally came up with a title- Help For The Hard of Hearing. “Now all we have to do is to notify everyone else about it- as long as they get the message.” Shoya said, posting the idea online. Yuzuru, on the other hand, took to the world offline to help get the word about her big sister’s idea.

It didn’t take long for word to get around, though. As once the idea was out, it didn’t take long for people to get the message. Tomohiro Nagatsuka found out first. “A charity… started by my friend?!” He exclaimed in amazement. Then Naoka Ueno, and then all the others that Shoya and Shoko knew. And not long after word got out, and as the three friends were working on the charity, a knock came at the door. It was everyone who had gotten word about the new non profit charity. “We just heard about your new charity!!” Miyoko Sahara said as she also signed it to the others. “When do we start?” Miki Kawai replied with ecstatic eyes. Satoshi Mashiba nodded in agreement. Even Yaeko Nishimiya, the mom of Shoko and Yuzuru, was amazed. “I never thought that the three of you would start a charity nowadays!” She said.

“So… when do we begin?” Asked Maria, Shoya’s niece as she tugged at her uncle’s pant leg. “When do we start…” he began. “I’d say about now!” Yuzuru finished for him. Everyone cheered as they all began to support the new charity. And to make a long story short, it was all worth it in the end.

The End