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amaya-chwan · 1 year
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Pardon the interruption to our regular posts, but...
Happy Birthday to this cutie, Mafuyu!!! 🎉🥰
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The given manga is set to end next month, but fingers crossed there'll be a sequel! 💜
If you haven't read/watched this glorious series yet, I highly recommend! 😍 Ngl, I have a very soft spot for this series for very personal reasons, so I shall be celebrating these cuties' birthdays properly this year!
Okay, regular scheduling to resume momentarily, thank you! 🤣
- Amaya-chwan
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ragewerthers · 4 years
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Movie Nights And Songbirds
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Summary:  All they had wanted was a nice, quiet movie night, but Mafuyu decided he had other plans. Sadly, their songbird is about to learn the consequences of his sassy actions! 
A/n: Hello!!! I'm excited to finally share this prompt with the world!
It came from an anon on Tumblr asking:
'ot3 mafuyu, uenoyama, and Yuki are having a movie night and mafuyu makes a few too many smarta*s comments (like he does to Hiiragi lol) so Yuki and uenoyama team up and tickle the hell out of him. Thus missing some of the movie... 👏🏼👍🏼👏🏼'
And it was just so gosh darn cute!!! I never thought of these three together, but I love it so much and I hope I did the prompt justice!
You can also read on AO3 at: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25249288
Enjoy! :) Word Count: 1893 ----------------------------------
“Can you please pass the popcorn, Uenoyama-kun?” Mafuyu asked sweetly, the little smile on his face making the darker haired musician blush a bit as he passed over the bowl of snacks.
“Hey!  Why do you always ask him so nicely and then you just steal it from me?” Yuki asked as he came into the living room, taking a seat on Mafuyu’s other side and setting down their drinks on the table.
Mafuyu couldn’t help a little smile tugging at his lips as he took a piece of popcorn and popped it into his mouth.  “Because he blushes really sweetly when I do,” he said honestly, only making Ritsuka’s blush deepen.
“No I don’t!” Uenoyama argued, making Yuki snort as he reached over and gave one of his pink cheeks a soft little pat.
“Oh heartstring, you really do,” he murmured softly and now Ritsuka was positive that he was just scarlet.
“See?  It’s adorable,” Mafuyu murmured softly as he passed the popcorn to Yuki.  Meanwhile Rituska wondered if there was any way for him to just bury himself in the couch cushions for the rest of forever to hide his embarrassment.
“I think you broke him, songbird,” Yuki teased, leaning forward to grab the remote.  His arm wrapped around Mafuyu’s shoulders, as he let his hand rest against Uenoyama’s shoulder.  He gave it a gentle squeeze, trying to calm their blushing darling.
Ritsuka glanced over and caught Yuki’s soft smile and even though he knew he looked like a tomato he couldn’t help returning the warmth from it.  “I-It’s okay.  Besides… it was both of you who did this to me,” he teased back, giving a little squeak as Yuki lightly tugged on his ear.
Mafuyu couldn’t help giggling at that and shook his head as Yuki finally stopped his teasing and clicked the remote to finally start their movie.
It wasn’t long before they all finally started to settle down into the film, Mafuyu snuggling more comfortably between Yuki and Ritsuka.  He always enjoyed being cuddled between the two, turning a little so that his back rested against Yuki’s side and letting his legs rest over Ritsuka’s lap.  Yuki kept his arm around Mafuyu, but kept his hand gently resting on Uenoyama’s shoulder, thumb lightly soothing over him.
Uenoyama melted at the soft touch, his own hands soothing over Mafuyu’s ankles.
It had become a habit for the three of them to settle in on the weekends to enjoy a little movie marathon.  Yuki always picked scary films because he loved getting to cuddle his partners closer.  Ritsuka was a fan of mysteries and tried to puzzle out who the murderer or the con artist was.  Mafuyu enjoyed the softer films and was always a sucker for romances.  Tonight was Ritsuka’s night so they were watching the newest mystery spy film and honestly he was so excited to just relax and watch this movie with his two boyfriends.
However… something else always occurred during these nights.
Mafuyu was more than content to stay quiet while his own movie choices played.  But when it was Yuki or Uenoyama’s night…
“Why do these movies always have to be so dark?  It’s like the camera has sunglasses on it.”
Mafuyu… had a horrible habit of talking.
“Why is the bad guy always bald?”
“Do you think she knows that she is going to be murdered soon?  I know it so she has to.”
“Where are all these weapons coming from?!  He doesn’t even have that many pockets!”
They were only fifteen minutes into the movie and already Uenoyama could feel his normal patience starting to wane.  Judging by the twitching of Yuki’s hand on his shoulder, the songwriter's own patience was being tested.
“Mafuyu,” Yuki whispered gently, his smile a little strained.  “My sweet songbird… please… please just enjoy the movie?  Maybe if you watch for a moment your questions will be answered?”
Glancing up at Yuki, Mafuyu put on a little pout before turning his gaze back to the action happening on screen.  Apparently getting the gentle reprimand was the last thing he had wanted to hear.  However, it did seem to work and Uenoyama settled back into watching his movie in peace… for about another five minutes.
“There’s no way he would be able to jump off a building like that and make it to the other one.  This movie is unbelievable and ridihihi-ah!  Yuki stahahap!”
Uenoyama only had a second to think before Mafuyu’s legs kicked out in his lap, his arms instinctively going to wrap around Mafuyu’s shins to protect his stomach and tender bits from a stray kick. Glancing over to see what was happening, he felt his cheeks flush up once more as he watched Yuki unleashing a devastating tickle attack on Mafuyu’s sides.  He knew from experience that there was nothing worse than being on the receiving end of a tickle attack from a musician who played a stringed instrument.  Every tickle was precise and lethal and made to draw out the most ridiculous laughter from you.
Currently, Mafuyu was getting a reminder of this.
“I warned you didn’t I?  All you had to do was watch the film that Uenoyama-kun picked and this could’ve been avoided,” Yuki teased, his fingers latching onto Mafuyu’s lower ribs, wriggling deeply against the sensitive bones and making Mafuyu arch and curl reflexively to try and get away from the horribly ticklish sensation.
“B-But ihihihit doesn’t mahahahake sehehense!” Mafuyu tried to argue through his manic giggling, his arms tucked close to his sides as he tried to squirm his way free.
“That doesn’t mean that you have to nitpick the whole thing!  And look!  Now we’re missing more of the movie and disturbing poor Ritsuka’s movie night!” Yuki continued to tease, flashing the guitarist a bright and teasing smile.  “How rude of him, right?  Perhaps Uenoyama-kun would care to join me?”
“N-Nohohoho!  You’re b-bahahahad enough!” Mafuyu tried to argue through his ridiculous giggling, attempting to roll away onto the floor, but Yuki was too quick.  Instantly he wrapped his arms around his smaller boyfriends torso, hugging him close, looking back to Uenoyama.
“I think it’s only fair since this is his movie that you so rudely interrupted with your sassy comments,” Yuki growled playfully, giving a little wink to Ritsuka which instantly made the poor guitar prodigy flush to his ears.  “Go on, heartstring.  You know you want to,” Yuki chuckled as Mafuyu caught his breath and narrowed his eyes at Ritsuka.
“Uenoyama wouldn’t do that to me!  He may have an awful, awful, awful taste in movies, but he wo-AHAHAGAHAHAD!”
Mafuyu’s words were instantly cut off as his unrestrained laughter echoed through the apartment.  Ritsuka’s arm was still latched around his partners shins, but his free hand was busy teasing Mafuyu’s feet, lightly tracing over his soles and finding this to be a rather effective weak spot against his darling.
“What do you mean awful taste in movies ?!?!  These are amazing!  And you’re just being a butt!” Uenoyama countered, trying to scowl at his laughing sweetheart, but even he wasn’t immune to the adorable sound.
Mafuyu was shaking his head and trying to get away, his laughter rising all the more as Yuki once again joined in on the torment.  The feeling of Uenoyama’s fingers teasing against his feet and Yuki’s fingers once more attacking his ribs was driving him crazy! “I’m sahahaharry!  I’m sorryehehehehahaha!” Mafuyu cried out as Yuki shook his head with a light smile.
“I don’t know.  It doesn’t sound like you really mean it.  What do you think, Ritsuka?” he asked lightly as the dark-haired guitarist glanced up and the two shared a playfully evil smile.
“No.  I don’t think he’s really truly sorry yet.  But he will be!” Uenoyama teased before hanging onto Mafuyu’s shins a little tighter with one hand as the other reached up to attack a spot he knew and loved so well.
“NO!  No, Uenoyama-kun not my tum-MEHEHEHEHAHAHAGAHAHAD!”
As soon as Ritsuka’s fingers snuck under his shirt, Mafuyu knew he was a goner!  His stomach had always been one of his weakest spots and now to have it under attack along with Yuki’s continued teases against his ribs… he was going to go crazy with laughter!
“Where are those smart comments now, songbird?” Yuki teased against his ear, blowing a few soft raspberries against the side of his flushed neck as he let his fingers vibrate in between his ribs where he still hugged him close.
“Not such a big talker now are you?” Uenoyama teased, his fingers spidering all over his poor partner's tummy and focusing on those extra sensitive spots that drew out the adorable snorts and squeaks he loved so much.
Mafuyu realized that with these two tickle monsters… he wasn’t getting away this time.
“I’M SAHAHAHARRY!  I’LL BEHEHEHAHAHAVE!  PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” he cackled, his head tossed back on Yuki’s shoulder as he let out the most ridiculously hysterical laughter he knew he’d ever produced.
Apparently it was also too much for Yuki and Ritsuka as their tickle attack slowly started to calm down as their own laughter took over.
“Oh m-my gahahad!  Did you hear that?!” Ritsuka giggled, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth as he giggled.
Yuki was no better, hiding his face against Mafuyu’s shoulder and chuckling softly, his own fingers stopping their torment.  “Oh, songbird.  You are far too adorable, you know that?” he cooed, eyes sparkling as he pressed a few soft kisses against his partners flushed cheek.
Residual giggles were still bubbling up from the young singer, but the smile on Mafuyu’s face showed that this had been just as fun for him as it had for the others.  “You… you two ahahare… terrible!” he giggled.
“But you love us anyway,” Yuki pressed gently, a warm smile on his face as he kissed Mafuyu’s red cheek one more time, making it flush for a whole other reason.
“Yeah… I do,” Mafuyu murmured softly, turning to look at Yuki before glancing down at Ritsuka with that same soft smile.  “I love you both and I’m… sorry for talking so much through your movie night, Uenoyama-kun.”
The gentle expressions he was getting from both of his boyfriends was already making Ritsuka turn all sorts of shades of red, but even he couldn’t stop the warm smile on his face.
“It’s okay. I think you more than made up for it with your laughter,” he teased lightly, giving his shin a soft pat as Mafuyu giggled before yawning against his hand.
“Oh?” Yuki cooed, hugging Mafuyu a little closer.  “Did we wear out the songbird?”
“I think we might’ve,” Ritsuka murmured softly, his hands moving once more so that they could just soothe against Mafuyu’s legs, watching as the singers eyes slowly started to close.  Glancing up at the tv he could see that the movie was well over halfway done now, but he found he didn’t really mind. He would gladly allow any of his movie nights to end up this way.  It wasn’t about the movie they watched or the plot of the film.  The best part of these nights was simply being with those he loved and getting to share in silly, fun and sweet moments with them.
So really, it had been the perfect movie night all the way around.
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mdelpin · 4 years
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This One’s For You
Given Valentine’s Event 2020 Prompt: Serenade Pairing: Mafuyu x Uenoyama AO3 Summary: Mafuyu decides to write a song for Ritsuka to tell him how he feels.
If you don’t have the resolve or the tenacity to keep going with the band or should I say - with Uenoyama, I’m telling you this for your own good so… stop it.
Shizu’s words repeated over and over in Mafuyu’s head. They had been harsh and blunt, but more importantly, he also knew they were true.
Mafuyu’s relationship with Yuki had been seamless. It had happened before he'd even realized anything between them had changed, and he'd honestly thought it would be like that for the rest of their lives. Maybe that was part of his hesitation. He had known Yuki most of his life, yet he had somehow missed all the signals. He’d failed Yuki when he had needed him the most, and he didn't want something similar to happen with Ritsuka.
Logically he knew that both boys were very different, but that didn’t keep him from worrying that if he let himself get too close to Ritsuka, he’d be left alone again, and this time he might not be able to recover.
It was stupid, Ritsuka had been fine before he’d met Mafuyu and if things didn’t work out between them he’d recover, that was just who he was. Despite his awkwardness, Ritsuka was strong in ways Yuki hadn’t been, but he was also vulnerable in ways Yuki hadn’t been.
Mafuyu opened his phone and looked through his pictures, finding one of him and Ritsuka. He stared at it intently, not being able to help the smile that snuck onto his lips or the look that was pure adoration. There was so much trust in Ritsuka’s expression, and it was then that he realized what Shizu had been trying to tell him.
He was Ritsuka’s first, with all the responsibilities that implied, and he had been failing as a boyfriend. Taking everything for granted because he had experienced many of these things before. Even though every moment with Ritsuka was special to him in its own right, he’d never made that clear, never voiced how he felt outside of that first awkward confession when they had gone to see the ocean.
And suddenly, he felt ashamed of himself. He should have been making more of an effort to make things special for Ritsuka rather than letting him fumble about on his own.
He remembered thinking that his first song had been about his loss and grief and how he’d wanted the next one to be different. And filled with a sudden determination, he looked up his contacts until he found the number he wanted.
“Hiiragi, are you busy?” Mafuyu asked urgently, “I need your help.”
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They had agreed to meet at the rehearsal studio Hiiragi and Shizu used with their band. Mafuyu thought he had arrived early, but Hiiragi and Shizu were already there waiting for him, curious expressions on their faces.
“What do you need us for?” Hiiragi bluntly asked, “Shizu and I were gonna go watch a movie.”
“I thought about what you said,” Mafuyu told Shizu, “and I want to write a song for Uenoyama.”
Mafuyu was nervous, Shizu had also mentioned he thought that Hiiragi had been in love with Yuki and he hadn’t really had a chance to absorb that yet, but he was determined to lock that away for later. His current task was more important than rehashing old history.
“Okaaay, and you need me cause of my awesome writing skills?” Hiiragi puzzled, warily waiting to be put down.
“As much as it pains me to admit it, yeah,” Mafuyu offered a nervous smile, and he almost rolled his eyes at the look that passed between his two friends.
“Sure, we’ll help,” Shizu responded, and although his expression was oddly blank, he gave Mafuyu a pat on his shoulder before opening the door to the studio and going inside.
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“Ugh, why is this so hard?” Mafuyu complained, ripping yet another paper from his notebook and tossing it into the ever-growing pile. He wanted Ritsuka to understand how he made him feel, to have no doubt about his feelings.
“You’re fighting yourself, stop thinking so hard and just let yourself feel,” Hiiragi suggested, “Don’t try to put words together just let them flow out.”
Mafuyu stared at him, snide remark at the ready but he held it in realizing his friend was right, he was trying too hard to come up with the perfect words. He closed his eyes and thought about his boyfriend.
He thought about how grateful he was to him for helping him feel again, for never giving up on him and always pushing him to do his best. For basically holding his hand through the worst period of his life and showing him how much life still had to offer. Ritsuka had opened his eyes to a new world, one that still had room for his old one.
Mafuyu also thought about how he felt when he was in Ritsuka’s arms or when their lips pressed against each other, each time better than the last as Ritsuka became more comfortable with himself and his feelings.
He grabbed the notebook and started scribbling furiously, the words bursting out of him, ignoring his friends as they peered into his notebook. When he was finished, he put the pencil down and took a deep breath, almost afraid to show it to the others even though he knew they needed to see it for the next part.
He got up and went to get a drink, letting them look at it in his absence. To his surprise, they were already working on a melody by the time he returned.
“This is really good Mafuyu, by the time we’re done with it, he won’t know what hit him,” Hiiragi assured him.
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Mafuyu sat on the same stairs where they had first met, guitar already out. He tuned it as he waited, knowing Ritsuka would show up soon, and he wasn’t disappointed.
“Are we practicing?” Ritsuka scratched the back of his neck in confusion.
“No,” Mafuyu smiled, “I wanted you to listen to something I’ve been working on.”
Ritsuka sat next to him, already excited as he always was whenever music was involved. Mafuyu stretched his fingers, suddenly nervous. He’d almost switched to a recording because he was having trouble with some of the chord progressions Hiiragi had come up with. It hadn’t helped that his friend had spent a good amount of time teasing him about his guitar skills or lack thereof, but Mafuyu had practiced almost nonstop since then, and he was reasonably confident he could do okay.
“Uhm, I’m not always great with words or telling you how I feel, so I uhm, I wrote you a song,” Mafuyu blushed profusely, looking down at the chords on his guitar even though by this point he could play it with his eyes closed.
“T- this one’s for you,” Mafuyu stuttered.
He began playing, his nerves soon replaced by the driving need for Ritsuka to know that he wasn’t a replacement for Yuki in his heart. He had carved his own place there, one that Mafuyu cherished. He had put all of his feelings and hopes into this song, and as he began to sing, he saw the surprise in Ritsuka’s eyes.
He’d leaned forward, listening intently to the words. His eyes softening as the song continued, and Mafuyu wasn’t sure, but he thought the corners of his eyes looked glossy. Mafuyu tried not to worry about the reaction and pushed on.
When Mafuyu finished, Ritsuka grabbed the guitar and set it aside carefully before crushing him in a hug and hiding his head on his shoulder. Mafuyu was sure he felt a slight dampness, but he had no time to worry about it as he was soon being kissed with a passion Ritsuka had never expressed before.
When Ritsuka finally let go of him, Mafuyu was dazed, barely managing to hold himself up.
“Thank you,” Ritsuka said simply, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, “No one has ever done anything like that for me before.”
Mafuyu was thrilled at the response, but all he could really think about was that kiss and how he wouldn’t mind another. Before he could say anything, his heart melted as Ritsuka smiled at him.
“I love you too,” he said before leaning in for another kiss.
When lunch was over, they got up from their hideaway, and just as they were getting ready to return to class, Ritsuka grinned happily, “I can’t wait to see what Haru and Kaji think of it!”
“Wait, what?!” Mafuyu chased after him. He’d never planned to share it with the others, but as he remembered Ritsuka’s happy expression, he decided it was fine. He would sing it as many times as he needed to, even in front of others if it made his boyfriend happy. It was his song, after all.
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