#itsuki shu x reader

[lightbarebunnies]

Napping with Valkyrie

summary: some lil hcs about napping with valkyrie's members :) tags: fluff, gn!reader - you/your pronouns characters: mika kagehira, shu itsuki a/n: first actual post? first actual post. screams. I might resize my header images because they feel way too big, but I will wait and see how they look on mobile x_x

Mika, like any other black cat, loves to sleep in the warmth of the sun.

He's napped out on benches, beneath trees, once even on the floor of the handicrafts room while he was waiting for Shu to finish alterations on their costumes.

However, it was when he first moved into the dorms and Ritsu, that Mika learned the joy of napping with another.

There’s a closeness that he’s appreciated from those dear to him, even outside of a romantic context. He’s just a cuddler!

Once he started collecting plushies, he had at least one near by to hold onto. During his crushing stage, there definitely wasn’t one he named after you and would imagine was you, yearning to be able to hold you tight...

Once you started to date, however, he’s always been the clingy type of partner - pulling you close so that you’re leaning on his shoulder when you watch movies together, having you sit on his lap when the two of you are both just scrolling on your phones, and essentially attaching himself to your arm when you’re out shopping for fabric.

He adores the feeling of you. Your warmth, the slow rise and fall of your chest as you breathe, the pressure of you on top of him… Genuine, physical facts that you are there and with him in that moment.

As much as Mika likes to spoon, he actually prefers for you to be cuddled up beside him and resting your head on his chest.

In a perfect world, you’d just be directly on top of him without worrying about it being comfortable for him… He can handle it, even if you hear something crack or pop, he’s not that scrawny anymore! It’s just like a weighted blanket-

...That’s something he’ll try to convince you to do on another day.

Today, however, he just needs some time with you. You’ve both had a long day, and it wasn’t even dinnertime yet. So… like clockwork, he drags you off to the couch for a nap to recharge.

Mika’s essentially formed a nice little nest out of his spare blankets, with just enough space for the both of you to lie down and be snuggled up together.

He lies down first, then lets you get comfortable and find the right position before he’ll wrap his arms around you. He tends to have a hand wander and eventually find its way into your hair, playing with it until he dozes off.

Sometimes, Mika ends up waking up before you. That’s a real treat for him… he loves how peaceful you look when you sleep – just getting to watch you at rest with him makes him feel all fuzzy inside.

Shu Itsuki and naps do not usually come hand in hand.

Usually, he keeps a strict sleep schedule to ensure his own health and maintain the proper work balance between schoolwork and his idol activities.

Though, it's due to his stubbornness that he's wound up passed out in the snow when he still was attending Yumenosaki. While he hasn't worked himself to absolute exhaustion, he still is prone to pushing himself far to meet deadlines.

You're dear to Shu, and your presence is absolutely vital to his work when he's on a time crunch.

He trusts you enough, about as much as he trusts Mika at this point, to assist in simple sewing tasks.

So, as the sun rises and creeps through the curtains, you finish applying bias tape to the sleeves of Shu's most recent commission. You're wiped, but you can't seem to convince yourself to go to sleep if it means more work for Shu...

Shu looks at you sleepily rub your eyes, placing your pin cushion on the table, and his heart aches. There was still another day until the deadline... perhaps the two of you have done enough for now.

He quickly makes a baste stitch with the applique he had been fussing over, then stands. He walks to the couch and grabs a shawl he had knit months ago. You don't really think much of it, until you realize he's not by the couch anymore... and is in fact standing behind your chair.

"Come, mon Amour." he whispers in your ear, wrapping the shawl around your shoulders. "I've decided that I can't stand watching your constitution waste away, so we shall be going to bed."

It's an obvious excuse, a way for him to say he too is tired without admitting such weakness and instead using you as an excuse It was something you'd normally point out, until he gives your shoulder a gentle kiss - a silent apology for not deciding to rest sooner.

... Alright, you'll let him off easy this time.

Whisking you off to his bedroom, he first ensures your own comfort once he lays you down - fussing over your position and making sure that the sheets are adequate.

On one side, he tucks you in, before he gets in on the other side. He ensures you're still wrapped in the shawl as he holds you, so that if the two of you separate in your sleep, you'll still have a part of him holding you as you rest.

Shu watches you as you drift off, gently brushing his fingers through your hair and humming softly. He always makes sure you fall asleep first.

Feeling the knit lace pattern of the shawl between his fingers, a habit to keep him from fretting about the unfinished work, he finally drifts off to sleep with you in his arms.

In a few hours you'll both wake up and get back to work, likely with a cup of caffeinated tea to help. For now, however... he'll rest.

[mikafaery]

Boobs, Butt, Or Thighs? Enstars Boys pt. 1

Characters: Rei, Leo, Shu, Chiaki, Nagisa, Tatsumi

MDNI 18+

Warnings: Sexual Themes, Strong Language

AFAB!readerxEnstarboys

Asking the boys what their preference is

Rei

You asked him the infamous question...boobs, butt, or thighs

He was a bit taken aback for a second

He tried to seem cool and mysterious by saying:

"A true vampire doesn't reveal their preferences" or sum shit like that

But in actuality, he's a thigh person

Leo

Leo immediately said butt without hesitation

It's not very surprising but what WAS surprising though...

Is how fast he answered

Shu

He just looks at you disgusted

He couldn't believe that you asked him such a question

"I'll have you know that I will not answer such a lewd question"

He just pouts and walks off

His actual preference is hips

Chiaki

He gets super flustered from the sudden question

He's a bit hesitant but he finally just whispers...

"boobs"

He then just walks off before you could say anything else

Nagisa

At first he wasn't paying any attention to what you had said

Until it finally clicked

He just sighed in disappoinment

But he just replied "thighs" in a monotone voice

Tatsumi

Let's be real

You couldn't ask him this question until you two got married

But when you asked him, he just replies with a sappy answer

"I love all of you, so I can't just choose one"

His real answer is butt

[tokusaatsus]

WHEN THERE’S A BUG IN YOUR ROOM

ft. itsuki shu, morisawa chiaki, otogari adonis, ran nagisa, saegusa ibara

© tokusaatsus 2022

warnings: bugs

Shu hears your call–Shu, can you come here, please–and comes to check on you, but you shouldn’t expect any help from him.

The minute he catches sight of the bug, he’s squawking indignantly. He’s not above using you as a human shield in this scenario. No matter how much he loves you, there’s absolutely nothing you can say that will convince him to go anywhere near that–in his words–disgusting insult to art.

Honestly, he’s just surprised you called him. His aversion to bugs might be even greater than yours, and that’s saying something.

He cowers behind you, and you’re trapped because now you have both a clingy boyfriend and a bug in your room and while your instincts are screaming at you to hide behind Shu, you still recall the piercing shrieks that came out of his mouth when you so much as implied placing him in the so-called line of fire.

In the end, the two of you end up calling Mika to take care of your little…‘home invader’, who’s unable to hold back his look of confusion when he enters your room and spots both you and Shu balanced awkwardly on a chair that was definitely not made to hold more than one person.

After hearing your call, please come quickly, I need your help, please, Chiaki doesn’t spare a moment before he rushes to your defence. Truly, he is embodying that heroic spirit he adores so much!

While he’s not usually one for bugs, finding them a little off-putting, he sets aside his fear in favour of helping you out. After all, a hero must be able to protect his loved ones to the best of his ability! And it’s true that he loves you very much.

Carefully, carefully, he scoops up the bug with a leftover magazine–his hands are shaking slightly all the while, but he refuses to admit it–and tosses it out the window.

When he’s completed his objective, there’s a moment of silence–he’s scouting to make sure the threat has truly left, so that you may relax in the knowledge that you are safe and secure once again–before he looks at you with a huge grin, clearly waiting for praise and affection. Wow, you were so amazing, Chiaki! My RYUSEI Red, my brave hero~ Once you say those magic words, he melts like ice-cream in the hot sun, a sappy look on his face.

Anything for his beautiful Y/N, of course!

Adonis is the kind of boyfriend that comes the minute you call.

He’s a little worried and concerned at first, because of how panicked you seemed over the phone. Your voice wavers at awkward moments, caught between a scream and a whimper. Adonis, please, come quick, I’m scared, I’m really scared.

When he shows up, however, and finds out that the cause of your distress is simply a small bug, he can’t help but feel slightly relieved. With the way you were acting, he was expecting much, much worse. Still, this is something he knows how to fix, and for that he is glad. Seeing you terrified causes an ache in his chest, and it is not something he would like to experience anytime soon. Adonis picks it up and deposits it outside, as easy as pie. When he returns, you tackle him in a hug and he runs a soothing hand down your back as you babble on about how terrifyingly huge the bug was and how close it was to you.

(In reality, it was rather small and barely anywhere near you, but if it makes you feel better, Adonis doesn’t mind playing along with this little white lie, patiently comforting you all the while.)

When you call Nagisa, he’s confused at first.

Of course, Nagisa would never say no to spending more time with you, yet you sounded strangely choked up over the phone, Nagisa, can you come over here, quick, I need you right now. He enters your dorm, surprised to find you cowering in the corner.

When you point out the perpetrator, he can’t help but smile at your antics. It’s an easy task for him to simply remove the bug from the premises with his bare hands, but you look at him with incredibly wide eyes when you watch him and he can’t help but bask in your attention. It’s always nice to have you look at him.

He returns to a hug and a tearful recount of how you were so scared. He soothes you, calmly patting your back as you ramble on and on. You go on to explain how you called because you always feel better when he’s around, and his heart bursts. You inform him that this may become a regular occurrence, and he smiles at you.

He’s not entirely sure what use he would be, yet it warms his heart to think that you would trust him with matters such as these.

When Ibara first hears your call, filled with barely concealed panic, he won’t deny the worry that surges in his stomach. Ibara, please, come quick, I… Oh, god, I can’t…I’m scared, Ibara. It only intensifies when your call is cut off with an abrupt scream of pure terror.

For a moment, he’s terrified that his worst fears have come true and you’ve been caught in the crossfire of one too many plots gone wrong. He spares not a single second, abandoning everything and anything from meetings to paperwork to go check up on you. Of course, when he finds out that all your drama was due to a simple bug, you can expect him to be the slightest bit annoyed.

There’s not a moment of hesitation as he squashes it, all the while looking at you with an unimpressed expression, as if to say, really? That’s what you were terrified of? Yet when he notices your tears, he is quick to calm you down, gently holding your hands to ground you as speaks rationally and logically to talk you out of the spiral you may have found yourself falling into.

My saviour, you proclaim him to be, and Ibara won’t lie to say that makes him feel the tiniest amount of pleasure when you say those words.

notes!

WC: 1k words

reze txt inspired by true events that happened to me yesterday evening. there was a huuuge bug in my room and me and my sister spent 20 mins panicking about how to get rid of it b4 it made the decision for us by simply. flying away :’) all the while i was thinking that i would reaaaally appreciate having a bf who could get rid of bugs for me and boom. fic idea.

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[esidolmail]

Hey Shu Itsuki, you kinda hot bbg wanna go out with me? My treat ;)))

[hiyoir]

I loved your writing for Shu, I was the one who request the last Shu request! Thank you for doing my request<3

I’m not sure if you’ll take a request from me again, but I wanted to ask if I could request nsfw of Shu trying to figure out how to please his boyfriend in bed so he picks up a suggestive magazine or googles tips. He gets super embarrassed while reading it but decided to try it out when his boyfriend (reader) comes home. I think Shu trying to be a power bottom before letting the reader go down on him with Shu begging for overstimulation and fluffy aftercare would be so 💞💞

If you don’t want to take the request, I understand fully, thank you for your time<33

Synopsis: As you and Shu begin to be more sensual together, he seeks out sex advice from erotic media to hopefully try with you.

A/N: hey anon SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG... ive been a bit worn out recently but i hope you really enjoy this !!

CW/s: sex toys, lingerie, overstimulation (sort of implied), teasing

Shu paced around the room, checking the clock every 5 minutes to make sure you will arrive home on time like you promised. His mind was racing with raging erotic fantasies, especially after researching so much for you. His "research", as he calls it, had seemingly made him a bit too excited to try them on you.

The clock ticks 3:15, and Shu stops in his tracks to rush to the closest. Frantic hands pulled out a blue box that one of his friends had passed to him. His hands picking up a toy and lingerie for himself before rushing at your unexpectedly early arrival, almost tripping from excitement.

As you closed the door behind you, Shu had already pulled you into an unexpected hug. You let out a squeak at his sudden affection, but paid no attention to it.

"Someone's clingy today, hmm?" You cooed, cupping Shu's cheeks in your hands. His face is burnt red as he attempts to wriggle free from your touch.

"Well, yeah! Ahem, I was researching a topic of some sort..." You noticed his voice got croakier and his hands trembled, his hand carrying his research utensils snuck behind his back. A sly smirk grew on your face as Shu stammered to find a way to bring such a topic up.

"It... It's a topic regarding our intimate matters... I think—"

"I've heard enough." Your hand grabs Shu's wrist, causing him to drop the vibrator and the lingerie onto the floor. His cheeks flushed red as he takes a step back. Your hand, still on his wrist, tightens its grip to pull him closer to you.

"Just what are you planning, dear Shu?"

"I— I was just excited to try some stuff out..." You grinned, the hand once gripping his wrist trails to his cheek to caress it gently.

"That wasn't so hard, hm?" Your lips brushed against his ear as you place both hands on his shoulders, guiding him to the nearest couch you could fuck him on. The embarrassed look on his face was such a sight to see, especially once you push him onto a couch. His lips curved as if he longs to ask a question. After a lot of squirming and whimpering, he finally whines out a string of words.

"I just— I just want to please you, (name)..." His fingers fiddled with his shirt button, unbuttoning it one by one. Arousal flows in your veins, every drop of blood in your body screaming Shu's name. As you leaned in, you felt Shu quiver.

"If you want to please me, get in that lingerie and doll yourself up," Your hand rises to his cheek once more as you slowly carress it. You had unknowingly pressed your knee up against Shu's crotch, feeling his erection harden with every second.

"My beloved Shu..."

—

The rhythmic sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room alongside Shu's whorish moans. His nails sunk deep into your back, deep enough to leave a mark. The bottom piece of the lingerie was discarded to the dark corner of the room as the top piece uncomfortably rubs against Shu's erect nipples.

"Oh—! Right there...!" Shu whines, clawing onto your back harder.

"How could I ever forget your sweet spot, Shu?" You twitched inside him, thrusting hard at the last syllable of your sentence.

"Shu ... I'm close— Fuck..." You writhe under your breath, sweat trickling down from your forehead. Without noticing, Shu had already came, the white specks of semen coating his toned belly.

Your dick twitched even more inside him. It wasn't long after your release. As you were about to pull out, a hand flew to your wrist to halt your movements.

"Shu...?" You tilted your head, your mind too hazy to think straight.

"I... I want more..." Shu whines as the puzzles click in your head. This was what he truly wanted, huh? After a deep breath, you giggle before reaching over to the bedside lamp for a vibrator. Shu's eyes glisten the more you bring it close to his erect dick. The vibrator turns on with a whizz, the audible vibration heightening as you set it on the highest speed.

"I don't quite understand." You grinned, sliding yourself fully inside him again. Shu gasps at the pleasure, making it a perfect opportunity to tease his tip. You placed the vibrator on his tip before extracting it. It was a cycle of thrusting into Shu at a painfully slow rate and teasing him with the vibrator. You knew he wanted more, he wanted to be overstimulated, but it would sound much better if he was specific.

"I—" Shu whines, his body trembling from all this teasing.

"I want you... To make me cum buckets— Just please, don't go easy on me at all." About time.

"It wasn't that hard, right?" Another sinister smile grows on your face as you swirl the vibrator around his dick, thrusting at a much faster pace. It was surprising to see how fast Shu came. You set the vibrator aside, prepping yourself. Your eyes gazed into Shu's, seeing the look of desperation in his eyes. It would be rude to keep such a princess waiting. You roughly thrust into Shu, eliciting a loud moan yourself.

"Fuck... I love you, Shu."

—

"I hope I wasn't too rough on you." You panted, sitting on your bed. A plain white robe covered your naked body as Shu laid there unable to walk.

"It's fine... I really enjoyed it." Shu smiles, sitting up with a sharp gasp due to the pain. Sitting beside him, you pull him into a soft hug.

"I love you, Shu." You whisper in his ears. "I love you so much, you did amazing."

"Shut it... You're making me embarrassed." You chuckled at Shu's embarrassment. It was so refreshing to see, especially after such a rough session. Shu truly is beautiful, hm?

[ritsus-pillow]

Croissants with a Side of Feelings {Shu Itsuki x Reader}

Relationships: Shu Itsuki x Female Reader Word Count: 11367 CW: Reader has a medical condition, fluff, slight hurt/comfort (like a cinnamon sprinkling of hurt I swear) Set during ! era, specifically around the time of the Tanabata Festival.

“Really! It’s a miracle that you’re still up and standing, foolish girl.”

Shu shook his head at me, frowning as I stumbled to a halt in the middle of the practice room. 

“Shu-senpai! You’re earlier than usual.” I rushed to the speakers, stopping the recording of Sacred Youth Games that had been playing.

“Hmph and if this is what you’ve been doing before our practices perhaps I shall make a habit of it…” His frown deepened. “I have no use for broken dolls, girl.”

I scratched the back of my neck.

“I know. But it really wasn’t much, just a quick warmup!”

Shu “hmph”-ed again, moving to connect his own phone to the speakers.

“Shu-kun just doesn’t want you to overwork yourself, Y/n-chan,” Mademoiselle’s high-pitched voice peeped from her spot in Shu’s arms. “He worries about you.”

“Hush Mademoiselle!” Shu snapped.

“I know Mado-chan, but I’ll be careful,” I said. “I know my limits.”

A soft giggle answered me before it was silenced with a glare.

“Ngahh, sorry I’m late Oshi-san, Y/n-chan!” With his usual amount of grace, Mika stumbled into the room.

“Hmph, typical.”

“Don’t be fooled by his attitude Mika-kun, Shu-kun is happy you made it.”

“Ngah, thanks Mado-nee!”

Shu shot another glare at Mademoiselle.

“You’re particularly cheeky today.”

“Fufu, and who’s fault is that Shu-kun?”

Shu clicked his tongue, a scowl on his face. Despite his frustration, he gently placed Mademoiselle on the table next to the speaker.

“Regardless, now that we’re all here, perhaps we can begin rehearsals?”

I rolled my eyes, nodding, as Mika chirped an excited “Yes, Oshi-san!”. It wasn’t as if any of us had been late, in fact, it was a good 10 minutes earlier than we usually started rehearsal. But I knew better than to protest—the lead-up to lives always made Shu testier than usual and the Tanabata Festival was worse than usual.

I shook my head, moving out of the centre of the room as Mika and Shu took their positions for their warmup routine. The workload for the Tanabata Festival hadn’t exactly been light on my end—as Anzu’s fellow producer, she had asked me for help with some of the less major work so she didn’t have to shove it all on Eichi and the rest of the student council. Something about proving her capabilities as a producer without their backing? Not that it mattered to me, I would rather not ask Tenshouin for help.

Sighing, I pulled a pile of paperwork out of my bag. If Shu had bothered to tell me about this before he submitted the paperwork, maybe I wouldn’t be so irritated. But nooooo, he just had to accept Tenshouin’s challenge. I pursed my lips, reading over the proposal for the stage lighting. Well, there were worse things than a bit of extra paperwork. And school-hosted events were far less work organisation-wise than most of the places Valkyrie had been performing at recently.

I glanced up as the warm-up routine finished. Shu looked pleased and Mika looked significantly less flustered than he had been earlier. Shu fished his phone out of his pocket, stopping the piece of classical music that they had been warming up to. 

“Hmph, better than yesterday, I suppose.”

“Ngahh thanks Oshi-san!” Mika grinned at the back-handed compliment.

“It wasn’t a compliment, you failure!” Shu pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. I resisted the urge to snicker as the two assumed their starting positions.

As the starting notes for Enthralling Theatre filled the room, I smiled down at my paperwork. Maybe this live would be the push Shu needed to return to the Yumenosaki stage.

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“Non! This simply won’t do!”

I watched as Shu tossed yet another bolt of fabric to the side. Shaking my head, I pointedly turned back to the stack of papers Anzu had asked me to look over. Staging…Lighting…Airspace permissions for Hibiki-senpai’s blimp…I resisted the urge to sigh. Only at Yumenosaki. 

Anzu had asked me to proofread the proposals before she handed them to the student council. I’d eventually agreed, but I still didn’t think my involvement would make Tenshouin more likely to approve the plans. But she’d insisted, saying that the Student Council couldn’t very well refute her proposal just because she’d asked a fellow producer for help! (Tenshouin was petty enough to do just that, but Anzu hadn’t lived through the War and didn’t know any better.) I scribble a note on the lighting plan—as much as Ryusetai (read: Morisawa-senpai) wanted flame machines and no matter how “cool” (this was true) or “heroic” (less true) they’d look, they were most definitely a fire hazard at an event that centred around highly flammable bamboo and paper.

Another bolt of fabric was violently discarded, rolling from the towering pile of rejects. I eyed the ever-growing pile and raised my eyebrow at Shu’s back. Across the room, Kiryu-senpai just shook his head before continuing to sew the outfit in front of him.

“Um, Shu-senpai…” I started nervously. “Do I need to make a trip to the fabric store?”

Shu turned to face me so suddenly, I jumped a little, almost dropping my pen to the floor.

“I know I’m not the best at picking fabrics, but if you tell me what type you’re looking for I could send you pictures of the colours? Or I could take some headphones and video call you?” I tapped my pen against the pile of paperwork, breaking eye contact. “You and Kiryu-senpai have got a lot of work to do here right? You can’t afford to waste time searching for fabrics for any unit’s outfits.” Even if it is for Valkyrie.

Shu pursed his lips, his gaze flicking to the nearly empty fabric rack in front of him and then to the pile of completed outfits Kiryu-senpai had finished. As he watched, another was added to the pile.

He sighed.

“Very well. I shall write down what I need and you can fetch it for me. However,” he raised a finger. “You must take someone with you to carry the bolts of fabric. Let me think…Rei should be in his club room…” He stood and wandered over to the cup phone that hung by the window, unhooking it and tugging three times on the string before pulling it taut.

“Rei? Yes, sorry to disturb you. I don’t suppose you could give me a hand? Of course.” He hung the cup phone back on its hook. “Rei will be here in a moment.”

“Senpai, I’m fine to bring the bolts back by myself,” I protested. “You don’t have to bother Rei-senpai.”

Shu raised a hand to forestall any more protests.

“Non! What if you were to drop them on the way back? I can’t have your clumsy hands soiling the fabric before it reaches this room.”

“Fufu, what Shu-kun means, Y/n-chan,” Mademoiselle spoke up from her seat on one of the shelves in the clubroom. “Is that he doesn’t want you to wear yourself out. You’ve been working so hard lately, we can’t have you passing out from overexertion again.”

I flushed slightly.

“Mado-chan that was one time!” I pouted. “I haven’t even had difficulty in getting up and down off the floor lately, I can carry a couple of bolts of fabric!”

“That is not up for debate. Rei will accompany you to the fabric store.” Shu shook his head at me and began replacing the bolts of fabric he’d gotten out on the shelves.

I sighed, turning back to my paperwork. Who knew how long a moment was to Rei Sakuma. All of the Eccentrics that I had met operated on their own timetable. Speaking of, I turned to the airspace permission forms for Wataru’s blimp. Eccentric indeed…

“Shu? You said you needed my help?”

Apparently, Rei-senpai’s definition of a moment was eerily similar to a regular human’s.

“Ah, my friend, you were faster than I expected.” Shu dusted his hands and went to the entrance to the clubroom. “I need some more fabric but neither Kiryu nor I can go. I’d just send the girl but I can’t trust her to carry the fabric back on her own. Would you accompany her?”

Rei-senpai glanced over at me, his lip twitching at the way I pretended that I most definitely was not listening to their conversation, thank you very much.

“Of course. It’s no problem at all.” He smiled at me. “Well then, shall we take our leave?”

I nodded, pushing my chair out from the table, leaving my paperwork where it lay. I’d be back before long—the fabric store that Shu preferred was luckily only a few blocks away.

I nodded goodbye to Kiryu-senpai, who nodded back, his focus on the intricate embroidery on the collar he was stitching.

“Here.” Shu shoved a piece of paper into my hands. “The list. Make sure you bring the fabric back in one piece!”

I nodded, glancing at the paper before shoving it into my skirt pocket next to my phone.

“Anything else, senpai?” 

Shu shook his head.

“Be safe y/n-chan!” Mademoiselle called. I smiled, waving briefly in her direction as Rei-senpai and I stepped out the door.

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“So, Valkyrie is finally returning to the stage, hmm?” Rei questioned, hands in his pockets as we walked through the courtyard.

I nodded, glancing at him from the corner of my eye.

“Senpai seems pretty worked up about this live,” I explained. “Something about Tenshouin personally challenging them after the live the other night?”

Rei cocked his head.

“The performance at the live-house Kaoru-kun manages?”

I nodded and he hummed thoughtfully.

“I wasn’t with them, so I don’t know the details and Shu-senpai just,” I gestured vaguely.

Rei nodded sympathetically.

“Shu was Shu about the whole thing.”

I nodded, leading the way out of the school gates.

“Yep. And then Kiryu-senpai asked him for help with the unit costumes, so between the outfits and before and after school rehearsals, he’s been stretched thin.”

“I’ve noticed,” Rei said. “As have the other Eccentrics. And,” he turned his head to look me in the eyes. “We’re thankful to you for taking care of him for us.”

I waved my hands frantically.

“It's fine really! It’s just…he’s done so much for me and Mika-kun…I can’t let him starve himself to death because he’s so busy making Valkyrie look good! It’s my job as a producer to look after him!”

Rei chuckled softly.

“Of course, of course.”

I shook my head, opening the door to the fabric store.

“Alright, let’s see what he wants,” I muttered to myself, pulling the list out of my pocket. Rei peeked at the list over my shoulder, eyes scanning the immaculately written kana.

“...why is wine red satin on here twice?” Rei questioned, pointing at two items written directly underneath each other.

“It’s not. One’s wine-red satin and the other is wine-red sateen,” I explained, pointing at the kanji. “And wine red is our shorthand for Valkyrie red.”

I headed to the satin and sateen section, Rei trailing behind me. Carefully, I inspected the bolts of fabric, eventually pointing to two bolts I deemed Shu would approve of. Rei easily hefted them, slotting them under his arm. I felt my eyebrows rise slightly. A bolt of fabric usually had about 92 metres of fabric on it—lifting two so easily and with one hand, was no easy feat.

At least…I was hard-pressed to lift even one with my full strength. This trip was definitely going to be easier with Rei’s help. Once again, Shu had been correct to send me with help. 

Didn’t mean I had to like it. 

Though Rei was definitely an improvement over the time Wataru had insisted on accompanying me. Thank goodness the fabric had been slightly glittery already, though the face Shu had made upon seeing his slightly sparkly black fabric doused in red glitter had been hilarious. Wataru had still been banned from the clubroom and from accompanying me on any future fabric store runs. I had been punished with weeks of extra meaningless paperwork—which was not an experience I was eager to repeat.

It didn’t take Rei and I long to find the rest of the fabric on the list. Thankfully, all of the colours Shu had specified had been in stock, so there was no need for photographs or video calls. I paid quickly, apologising to the lady who ran the store for not being able to stay and chat this time. She smiled and laughed it off, promising to come and watch the performances at the Tanabata Festival.

With at least 5 bolts of fabric under Rei’s arm and a bag full of smaller amounts of fabric and other trimmings on mine, we exited the store.

“She seemed glad to see you,” Rei commented as we began the short walk back to school.

I hummed an affirmative.

“It's been a while since any Valkyrie members stopped in,” I explained. “We used to be regulars and the store’s close enough to the school that she probably heard about our fall. She’s a nice lady, she was probably worried about us.”

Rei chuckled.

“You seem to have friends everywhere, Y/n-chan.”

I rolled my eyes.

“I’m not Anzu-chan, Sakuma-senpai.”

He smirked at me. Smirked. The audacity. Why do I hang around the Eccentrics again?

“Oh? But you seem to have just as many friends, though maybe not in such high places as hers. I certainly can’t see you socialising with Tenshouin-kun or Hasumi-kun.”

I felt my face twist in disgust instinctively and Rei’s chuckles turned to full laughter as we entered the school grounds. The. Audacity.

I sighed, shaking my head at him.

“You are the worst, Senpai.”

His laughter echoed down the hall as we made our way to the Handicraft Club room.

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“Hmph, this fabric is acceptable.”

Shu frowned down at the bolts of fabric Rei had laid out on the table before he returned to his own club room.

“Shu-kun thinks that you chose excellent fabrics, Y/n-chan!” Mademoiselle cheerfully explained.

“Aww, thanks Mado-chan,” I smiled.

“Mademoiselle!!” Shu exclaimed. “Please keep your opinions to yourself!”

“Fufu, we both know whose opinions they really are Shu-kun.”

Shu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Carefully, he rolled the bolts of fabric back up and began sorting through the bag of trimmings, ignoring Mademoiselle’s comment.

“Kiryu-senpai finished for the day?” I asked, pointing my question at Mademoiselle.

“Kuro-kun had a rehearsal with the rest of Akatsuki,” she informed me cheerfully. “He said he’d be back in…hmm…let’s see about 30 minutes now? Tsumugi-chan also dropped in for a bit while you were gone—he said to say ‘hi’. He was just picking up some trimmings for Switch’s outfits, so he wasn’t here long.”

We both pointedly ignored Shu’s snort of “good riddance”.

“It’s a shame I missed him, I haven’t spoken to Tsumugi-senpai in a while…” I mused, tapping my pen against my pile of paperwork. “Though it would be easier if someone didn’t insult him the second he walked through the clubroom door.”

Shu sniffed pointedly and continued inspecting the blue cord I had bought. I shook my head, turning back to my paperwork.

The club was filled with the sound of sewing machines whirring, overlockers clacking, and paperwork being filled in. Kiryu came and left. The sun was almost completely set before I finally completed the paperwork.

“Senpai, it's getting late. Senpai?”

Shu blinked, looking blearily up at me.

“It’s past 6. Don’t you need to get home to Mika-kun?”

“Hm? Kagehira?” He blinked again, before realisation dawned. “Kagehira! Ah, where is my phone…?” He patted his pockets realising it was on the table.

“Ah, he hasn’t returned yet…he and that Narukami girl were going on a shopping trip today. It appears I still have some time…” He placed his foot on the pedal, but nothing happened. He frowned, tried again, then looked over at me.

I sighed, the sewing machine’s cord swinging in my hand.

“Senpai…We’ve had this discussion. You’re not allowed to stay late anymore.”

He huffed.

“Fine then. I shall simply take these costumes home then.”

“Nope. You promised. No working on costumes at home either.” I narrowed my eyes at him, dropping the cord to the ground. “Unless…you want me to message the group chat? I’m sure Natsume-kun or Rei-senpai are still around. In fact,” I turned, tapping my phone against my chin. “Hidaka-kun mentioned that the Theatre Club had rehearsals until late tonight too.” I stopped, staring right at him. “So. What is it?”

Shu had been getting paler and paler throughout my little monologue and now he was almost as white as the costume in front of him.

“I- I assure you that's not necessary!” He hurriedly stood up, grabbing his things from around the room.

I stood watching him, phone at the ready in case he decided to slip some pieces of fabric into his school bag. Before long, we were both heading our separate ways outside the school gates. Watching Shu head towards his house, I pulled out my phone to send a quick text.

|Shu’s Slave|6:27pm| Mission “get-shu-home-at-a-reasonable-time” accomplished

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Shu’s Mental Support Squad

|Magic Man|6:27pm| AMAZING!!!

|Magic Man|6:27pm| a new record~~

|Magic boi|6:28pm| did he take anything home with him??

|Shu’s Slave|6:28pm| he didnt put anything in his bag…

|Shu’s Slave|6:28pm| he probably has stuff at home tho…

|FISH|6:29pm| unfortunatrly there isnt anythign we can do abiut that…

|FISH|6:29pm| sorry wet hands

|Magic boi|6:29pm| niisan if ur going to swim in the fountain at least have something to dry urself off with…

|FISH|6:30pm| hehe ill remember natsume-kun~~

I slipped my phone back into my pocket as the chat devolved into the usual discussions. Rei’s icon had just joined the cluster of ‘online’ icons and there wasn’t much point getting dragged into the group’s antics before I got home for the night. Luckily, I’d gotten all of my school-related work done while I was in the clubroom. The only things left on tonight’s schedule were dinner and bed. 

It didn’t take long before I was snugly under my blankets, scrolling through my Instagram. It was a pretty bland feed—I mainly followed the idol groups from Yumenosaki and any notable competitors from Shuuetsu and its sister schools. Nothing caught my attention (except for a sneak peek on Ra*bits page of their new costumes, which I had seen Shu pouring over the day before), so I placed my phone on my bedside table and went to sleep.

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“One of these days,” I muttered to myself as I fumbled with my alarm. “I’m going to force him to make practice start at a reasonable time.”

I pulled my phone closer to my face, groaning as I looked at the time. 5:45 am. I groaned again. The clock flicked to 5:46. Still groaning, I slid out of my bed onto the floor. After almost two years as Valkyrie’s producer, you’d think that I would have been able to get out of bed for morning practice easily. But no. My body still hadn’t adjusted.

Well…I mused as I fixed my hair in the mirror, it is our first week back at weekly practice in almost a year. 

It took me longer than I would have liked to arrive at Valkyrie’s usual practice room. Looks like I won’t have time to run through any dances before Shu and Mika arrive. Though…I rubbed my chest as my heart twinged painfully…dancing probably wasn’t the best idea today. Had I remembered to take my medicine before I left today? I mentally ran through my morning routine, before shaking my head and moving to connect my phone to the speaker. It didn’t matter anyway. I’d live.

Or not, apparently.

I blinked, looking at the room around me. The infirmary? I mentally ran through the day, trying to figure out how I got here. Morning practice had been fine—better than fine really. Classes had run as smoothly as 2-B’s classes ever ran. We’d had P.E. and I’d ended up wearing myself out more than I had expected. I’d planned to head to the rehearsal room and do paperwork until practice finished, then move to the handicraft clubroom to supervise Shu. However, Anzu caught me almost immediately after classes had finished and dragged me around the school to inspect the area of the stage. The last thing I remembered was her excitedly showing me the layout she had in mind, before passing out.

I groaned. Forget the medicine, it’ll be fine, I said. I really ought to know better…I sighed, pushing myself up into a sitting position, cradling my head.

“Hmph, so you’re finally awake.”

I looked over at Shu, standing in the doorway, Mademoiselle in one hand and the other on his hip.

“Are you alright, Y/n-chan?” Mademoiselle asked softly.

“Ugh, I think so?” I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache building. “‘M gonna need some panadol though…”

A packet of painkillers landed on the bed. I took one silently, reaching for the glass of water I knew would be at my bedside. I swallowed it down, then drank the rest of the glass of water. Shu’s eyes followed my movements and the second I placed down the glass, the rant he was obviously preparing started.

“What were you thinking, fooling girl? Not only did you run to school, but you also forgot to take your medicine. And this morning, you probably did a warm-up dance routine before Kagehira and I arrived, didn’t you?” I opened my mouth to object—I’d done some vocal warmups instead of my usual dance routine—but Shu barreled onwards.

“And of all days to forget your medication, a day you had P.E.?!?! You have had the same class schedule for over a year, how could you forget something so vital? Then, running all over the school with that Anzu girl! You’re lucky that Kiryu happened to be passing by and carried you to the infirmary! You could have been seriously injured!” He paused, face slightly flushed from his rant.

“Aww, so you do care,” I teased.

“I-!” His face flushed even redder, his mouth opening and closing silently. I laughed at his expression.

“It wasn’t intentional, Senpai. I’ll do my best to make sure it doesn’t happen again.” I looked back down at the blankets. “I’m sorry for interrupting practice and distracting you from the upcoming live.”

I heard a light scoff and a muttered “foolish girl” before Shu loudly turned around.

“Well, if you are truly sorry, make sure you take your medication regularly from now on. Come, now that you are awake, you can return with me to the clubroom and finish whatever work you have to do.”

That night was the first night since Valkyrie had decided to participate in the Tanabata Festival that at precisely 6 o’clock, Shu stopped sewing and we walked to the front gates together.

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The days passed quickly in the lead-up to the Tanabata live. Between morning and afternoon rehearsals, production meetings, and classes, my days were filled to bursting. I arrived at school at just past six in the morning and left at around 6:30—depending on how easy it was to pull Shu away from his work on the many costumes that had been commissioned for the upcoming live. Thankfully, I’d only needed to put a call out to the other Eccentrics once. Both Wataru and Kanata had swiftly appeared and carried Shu out of the Handicraft Club and out the school gate, Mika trailing behind them. Clearly anxious not to repeat that particular experience—“Wet hand, wet hands, can you believe it?!?”—Shu was usually packed up and gone before 6:30.

Despite my busy schedule, I always managed to take time out of my day to practise. Valkyrie practice actually began at 7, an hour and a half before school started. My personal practice started at 6.

I had always dreamt of being an idol. But, my fragile body prevented me from being able to complete the strenuous activities being an idol required. I wasn’t sickly like Tenshouin, just weak. My medicine helped, but even missing it once resulted in disasters like the previous week. 

But it didn’t stop me from trying.

I applied for both the idol and production courses at Yumenosaki. I studiously copied dance moves in the mirror after practice, I broke down live performances, I practised singing on the terrace during lunch.

It was never enough. I could never be on the same level as the idols I dreamed to work with. Even Tenshouin, who spent half of the freaking year in a hospital bed, had greater stamina and performance ability than I ever could.

But that didn’t stop me from trying.

After Valkyrie’s fall, I had worked harder than ever, laying the groundwork for when Shu would eventually return. When Nazuna-nii asked me for help setting up Ra*bits, I dedicated myself to the work, doing my best to carve these adorable, fresh-faced first-years who knew nothing of the horrors of the year before a place as idols.

And still, I practised.

Even now, two weeks before the Tanabata Festival, I stood in the centre of Valkyrie’s practice room at 6:30am, Pavilion on the Sand echoing through my ears as I ran through what had been Nazuna’s part.

“Again?” An exasperated sigh filled the room. Shu walked past me, gently placing Mademoiselle on the table, and dropping his bag to the floor.

I didn’t stop dancing.

He raised an eyebrow, tapping his foot impatiently as the dance slowly came to a close.

“Morning, Senpai,” I greeted, belatedly.

He raised both eyebrows.

“Good morning.”

I grabbed my water bottle from where I’d left it on the floor.

“You’re here early…Where’s Mika-kun?”

“Kagehira shouldn’t be long. I happened to rise significantly earlier than usual this morning, so I left as he was beginning his breakfast.”

I nodded, taking the bottle over to my school bag. Shu watched me, lips pursed, foot still tapping.

I sighed.

“Senpai…If you have something to say, just say it already. You’ve been like this for a couple days now, it's starting to get on my nerves.”

“I- I…” He sighed deeply, eyes shifting nervously as he tried to find the words. “I am concerned about this…habit of yours. This…rising early specifically to come here and practice.”

I stiffened.

“I see. Don’t worry, I won’t let it impact my work as Valkyrie’s producer. You have nothing to worry about.”

He frowned.

“That is not-”

“It’s fine, Senpai,” I cut him off. I didn’t want to sit through Shu’s patented “I have no use for broken dolls, if you can’t be useful, I will cast you off” lecture. “Like I said, it won’t affect Valkyrie.”

“I-” Shu shook his head. “Very well then. You are usually well aware of your limitations, if you say that it won’t affect Valkyrie, then I believe you.”

I nodded sharply.

“Thank you, Senpai.”

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I cut back on my morning practices after that. 

Instead of spending the whole hour running through different dance routines from both Valkyrie and other units, I chose one each day and spent half the time focused on the dance and the other half on vocal practice. Aside from a few pointed frowns, Shu didn’t bring it up again. The Tanabata Festival was approaching and he had far bigger things to worry about than my health. The pile of uncompleted costumes was almost done, Kiryu and Shu making quick work of them over the last three weeks. There were only a handful of costumes left to be completed outside of the Valkyrie and Akatsuki costumes, both of them had left their unit’s outfits to last. The beautiful red, grey, and yellow fabrics Rei and I had purchased still sat in the corner of the costume, barely touched.

I shook my head. Costumes—completed or not—were not what I needed to focus on. I scrolled through my playlist, deciding which song to practise this morning. This one…? Too hard with one person. That one…? Too high for me to sing. This? Too low. I clicked my tongue in frustration before my eyes landed on one I hadn’t done in a while.

It was one of Wataru’s, from the days before the war, before the Eccentrics. A solo piece—designed to be danced alone. The moves were tricky and it had been a while since I had rehearsed it, but I was confident that I could remember how it was done. I quickly moved to the centre of the room, tapping play.

Music filled the room, and I lost myself in the dance. It was easier to focus on the movements on the first run-through, left foot there, right foot behind. One arm up, the other outstretched. Turn. The melody was simple, but that didn’t change the vocal complexity. Even thinking about how to sing distracted me, a slight stumble in my step, so I redirected my focus to the dance.

“Oya? I thought I heard a familiar tune~”

I 100% did not jump and I did not scream. I didn’t. I swear.

“Hibiki-senpai!”

“Ah,” He sighed dramatically, laying a hand on his forehead. “So cold! Am I still nothing more than an upperclassman to you, Slave-chan? How often must I beseech you to call me by my given name?”

I sighed, feeling my heart rate begin to return to normal.

“As often as I have to ask you to stop calling me that awful nickname, Senpai.”

It also annoyed him, but that was just an added bonus.

He sighed dramatically again, leaning heavily on the doorframe.

“So cruel~ Ah! But I didn’t come here so early in the morning just to mope about in doorways!” He straightened up, pulling a rose out of thin air. He gestured for me to take it and I gingerly took it from his grasp. In my hands, it transformed into a letter. “A special delivery for you, dear Slave-chan~”

I carefully unfolded the letter, eyes skimming the beautiful calligraphy.

“Senpai…”

“Yes?”

I looked him in the eyes.

“This is in English. I can’t read it.”

He slapped his forehead.

“Of course, my mistake. Here.” He flicked his fingers towards me and the letter wiggled and merged, transforming into equally beautiful Japanese calligraphy.

Wataru Hibiki, in association with Kanata Shinkai, Rei Sakuma, and Natsume Sakasaki, invites you to lunch today, in the secret room.

“This…is a very dramatic way to be asked to sit with you four at lunch,” I said slowly. “I like it. Very aesthetic.” Wataru nodded excitedly. “But, is there a reason that this unusual gathering of the Eccentrics doesn’t include Shu-senpai?”

Wataru’s grin turned mischievous.

“That’s for us to know and you, dear Slave-chan, to find out.”

And with that, he vanished.

I looked down at the invitation in my hands. Shaking my head, I slipped it into my backpack.

Even if I forgot, Natsume-kun would drag me there the second class got out and I knew better than to push for more detail than I had already been given.

I’d find out at lunch I suppose.

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“Kanata-niiSAN can you NOT drip wateR all ovER my secRET roOM?” Natsume sighed as he dragged me into the secret room.

“Ahh ‘sorry’ nacchan,” Kanata smiled, looking as unapologetic as he always did. Natsume sighed, shaking his head.

“HerE,” he pushed me towards a chair. “siT.”

I rolled my eyes and sat, tucking my legs up in front of me. Natsume plopped himself down on the chair next to me, across the room from Kanata, who pouted slightly.

“Oya? It appears that I’m not the last one here…” Wataru sighed dramatically. “My dramatic entrance has been ruined.”

“Trust me Senpai, you don’t need to try and make your entrances dramatic,” I said, smiling wanly as he sat in the chair next to Natsume. “Are you going to tell me why you called me here? Not that I’m not grateful for the excuse to get out of production meetings for the Tanabata Festival…”

“Someone’s in a hurry,” Rei commented, slipping into the room through one of the side doors. Wataru paused in the slow shuffling of his chair closer to Natsume and Kanata opened his eyes and smiled at Rei as he sat down opposite me, in between Kanata and Wataru.

I shrugged.

“Not really. But I am curious. It’s not every day four of the Five Eccentrics “summon” me to a meeting.”

“You’ve already ‘mentioned’ it,” Kanata hummed. “The ‘tanabata festival’.”

The others nodded.

“I thought so,” I sighed. “You guys worry too much.”

“You can’t really blame us,” Rei rested his face in his hand. “It is Valkyrie’s first performance since the War.”

“We can’t help but be ‘concerned’, y/n-chan,” Kanata chimed in. “Especially after the ‘last’ time. Mademoiselle-chan can only ‘help’ so much.”

“Indeed,” Wataru nodded, his serious side showing. “Even though Eichi~ has relaxed his tyranny and the time of war is over, we cannot exclude the possibility of some ‘over-zealous fan’ repeating the incident.”

“I know. And, Anzu-chan and I are working to make sure nothing like that will happen,” I assured them. “Anzu-chan wasn’t here for the War but she’s been working hard to design a new system that doesn’t disadvantage new units.”

For someone who hadn’t lived through the start of the DreFes system being so quick to overturn it and put something more fair in its place, Anzu really was a kind person, as much as she annoyed me sometimes.

“HmmM, I did catCH a gliMPSE of thE neW plaNS…” Natsume muttered thoughtfully, hand on his chin. “TheY haVE a gOOD chaNCE of succeedING.”

“Hmm Hmm! Anzu-san~ has been working AMAZING-ly hard!” Wataru’s earlier seriousness had been replaced with his usual cheerful mask.

“If y/n-chan is not ‘concerned’, we should ‘leave’ it to her,” Kanata hummed. “I am beginning to ‘dry out’, so I’m going to go puka-puka~”

Kanata pushed himself out of his chair and stretched.

“I suppose this meeting is adjourned then,” Rei said, doing the same as Kanata but with slightly more groaning and cracking bones. “Thank you for joining us, Y/n-chan. Please continue to keep an eye on Shu for us.”

I nodded.

“Of course, he’s my friend too.”

Wataru raised his eyebrow.

“Oho, just a friend, slave-chan?” He teased.

I looked away, blushing, and Wataru disappeared with a laugh.

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“Stupid Wataru,” I muttered to myself, trying not to stomp on my way back to class. What does he know anyway? Shu is my friend—and that wouldn’t be changing anytime soon.

“Friends, we’re just friends.” Even if I had been crushing on him for a while now…at what point does it go from being a crush to…something else? Not that it mattered, it's not like I could ever tell him.

In the entire time I had known Shu (not that a year and a half is a long time to know someone), he had never confessed romantic feelings for anyone. No prolonged glances at particularly attractive classmates only scoffs and sneers directed in the direction of any mention of romance from his friends or unit-mates. Even his obsession with Nito-nii wasn’t romantic. A little weird and slightly uncomfortable for Mika and I, perhaps, but not romantic.

Besides, even if I confessed, if he rejected me…I could be kicked out of Valkyrie.

I could just see it.

“You harbour romantic feelings for me? Non! This absolutely won’t do. I can’t have your love-sick pining ruining Valkyrie. You are dismissed!”

Then he’d stick his nose up in the air and walk away, leaving me behind.

I sighed.

I was being dramatic. At least after Wataru’s comment, aside from a soft chuckle from Rei, the other Eccentrics hadn’t said anything. Though, if Wataru knew, I wouldn’t be surprised if Tenshouin, fine, the Student Council, and the entire Theatre Club had heard of Wataru bemoan my ‘hopeless, tragic love’.

I shuddered just thinking about it. It was a good thing Shu didn’t pay attention to the school gossip, otherwise, I’d be screwed.

“L/n, what are you doing?”

I nearly jumped out of my skin, turning to see Shu walking around the corner.

“Senpai! What are you doing over this side of the school?”

He crossed his arms—no Mademoiselle?—and frowned.

“Hmph, I could ask the same of you.”

I shuffled awkwardly.

“Uhh, I was in the library?” I offered. “I was heading to the cafeteria now. What were you doing?”

He sniffed, clearly not buying it.

“The library? What could you possibly need from there?” He sighed, shaking his head. “Never mind. Well, I suppose I’ll accompany you to the cafeteria. Perhaps they’ll still have some croissants left…”

I shrugged.

“Okie dokie, I’m just gonna grab whatever.”

A soft ‘tsk’ came from Shu, but he didn’t comment further, so I just ignored it. If Shu had issues with my diet, I’d just remind him of the (multiple) times I had to call Kiryu to carry him to the infirmary when he’d passed out from low blood sugar. At least I had a valid medical reason for passing out, not “I simply didn’t feel like pausing my work to eat”. One cannot subsist on croissants alone. At least since Mika had moved in with him he had been careful to make sure the both of them ate well at home. And Mika had Narukami-chan constantly breathing down his neck about eating well at school (“If you don’t stop eating so many sweets, Mika-chan, your skin will never clear up!”), so it was just Shu who needed reminding.

“Shu-senpai, where’s Mado-chan?” I tilted my head to look at him, surprised to see him already looking at me.

“Hmm? Oh, I left her in the Handicrafts Club. Kiryu’s with her,” he explained when he saw my raised eyebrow. “I can trust him to keep an eye on her while he finishes the costumes for his unit."

I nodded. That made sense. Still, it was a little unusual to see Shu without Mademoiselle on his arm even before Valkyrie’s fall. But, it was probably okay.

“Besides,” Shu muttered so quietly I almost missed it. “She might say something foolish.”

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“Why’d we hav’ t’ study,” Mika complained, slamming his head against his books. “There’s a live next week.”

I patted his back sympathetically.

“C’mon its the last question, we got this!”

We did not “got this”.

Mika and I both sucked at maths. You’d think between the two of us we’d be able to figure out what the heck the teacher had been explaining in class but nope. I frowned at my notes and Mika groaned, lifting his head from his book.

“Oshiii-sannnnn,” he whined. “Ya gotta help us.”

Shu looked up from the sheets of music he was writing.

“No.”

“Awww,” Mika pouted. “Ya know we’re no good at maths and stuff, ya gotta help us.”

“Yeah Senpai,” I chimed in. “Come on. It's the last question~”

Shu looked at me, unimpressed.

“I have already said that I will no longer help you with your homework,” Shu resumed scribbling notes on paper. “Mathematics is a very important skill.”

“Read through the question again Mika-kun,” Mademoiselle suggested. “You always forget to read them through properly. And Y/n-chan, you always write out your formulas wrong. Check it again.”

“Thanks, Mado-nee,” Mika crowed, rushing to do as she said.

“You’re the best Mado-chan,” I said, giggling at the look on Shu’s face. The embarrassed blush that spread across his face when Mademoiselle spoke his true feelings was kind of adorable.

I shook my head. Now was not the time to be thinking about that. I double-checked my formula and—sure enough—my formula was copied incorrectly.

I smiled at Shu as I corrected my answer.

“Thank you~”

He sniffed.

“Thank Mademoiselle, not me. I did nothing.”

Mika and I laughed.

“Sure thing, Oshi-san.”

Despite claiming that he wasn’t going to assist us anymore, both Shu and Mademoiselle helped us finish our homework for the week. It wasn’t like there was a lot—most of our classes were idol (or producer) related, things like music and dance. Maths, Japanese, English, and History were some of the few academic subjects that Mika and I took. Shu didn’t even take English—he took French. I shuddered every time I saw his homework. Why were there so many unnecessary letters???

Shu caught me frowning at his closed french textbook where it lay on the table and tapped me on the head with his pencil.

“Focus, Y/n, focus,”

I smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry Senpai,” I turned back to my final problem of the night. “There. All done.”

I slid the homework across the table and Shu examined it carefully. Mika noticed and frantically scribbled his final answers on his maths questions and slid the book next to mine.

Shu flicked his gaze between the books, then looked up at us.

We grinned, hopefully.

He sighed.

“The eclairs are in the fridge. You may get them.”

The loud scraping and shuffling of chairs as Mika and I frantically scrambled to the fridge wasn’t loud enough to cover Shu’s sigh. Shu’s eclairs were delicious and he only used them as bribes for homework. He refused to let us have more than two a week claiming that it would ruin all the hard work he put into making sure Mika stayed at ‘an acceptable weight’. But the limits were worth it.

I groaned as I bit into the eclair.

“I would answer a hundred maths problems if it meant I got to eat these afterwards,” I said to Mika, who nodded enthusiastically, a small bit of cream on his nose.

“I’d do anythin’ f’r Oshi-san’s cooking,” he said, wiping the cream off his nose.

“And you get to eat it every day.”

“Mhmm,” Mika nodded, closing his eyes in bliss.

“Are you two quite finished in there?” Shu raised his voice from the kitchen table. “I can hear you, you know.”

Giggling, Mika and I returned to the table to go over the preparations for the Tanabata festival.

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“Kanzaki-kun!” I shouted. “Stop pointing your sword at Hakaze-senpai.”

Souma lowered the sword slightly, turning his head towards me.

“But Y/n-dono-”

“No. Put it down. Now.”

He still hesitated, but Kanata put his hand on his shoulder.

“Hmmm, now is not the ‘time’, so~u~ma~,” he tilted his head and smiled. “y/n-chan and anzu-san are trying to ‘get’ things done~”

Souma shot another glare at Kaoru, who chuckled nervously, but sheathed his katana.

“Yes, Buchou-dono.”

I sighed, rubbing at my forehead. Tech run-throughs were the worst. Having nearly every unit in the school in the same place at the same time was next to impossible, so Anzu and I had organised it based on the student timetables. Of course, not all students in one unit were in the same grade, but we went with the majority. 

Unfortunately, that meant we had Ryuseitai, Akatsuki, Undead, and Valkyrie here at the same time. Anzu had been understanding enough to make sure fine was scheduled later in the day. An early confrontation between Tenshouin and Shu would not have been fun.

“Um, okay everybody, can we just have Undead on stage, please.” Anzu took advantage of the lack of weaponry to start the tech rehearsal. The stage cleared, the other units taking seats in the front row.

As Undead started to sing Gates of the Abyss, I made my way to stand in the tech booth. The members of the Broadcasting Committee gave me a nod before focusing on the lighting and sound.

I leaned against the wall, rubbing at my chest. I wasn’t sure if my meds were less effective lately, or if it was just the stress of the last few weeks catching up to me. I hadn’t said anything but the glares Shu kept sending in my direction told me he’d noticed something was wrong,

“Why are you overworking yourself, girl,” his glares seem to say. “I have no use for broken dolls and neither does Valkyrie.”

I sighed. A Broadcast Committee member shot me a questioning look, but I waved her off. I was fine.

After about half the song, the Broadcast Committee gave me the thumbs up, so I grabbed one of the mics as they cut the sound.

“Alright, thanks everyone, that’s all we need,” I explained. “Give your earpieces to the tech crew and you can head back to classes now.” Undead filed off the stage in an almost orderly fashion.

“Who’s next?” I asked Anzu, who had joined me in the tech booth. She pointed at the next name on the list as she scribbled down a note underneath Undead’s name.

“Okay,” I said into the mic. “Ryuseitai can you please make your way to the stage?”

From the tech booth, I saw both Tetora and Chiaki jump out of their seats, dragging their unit members with them.

“Kanata-senpai, please leave your spray bottle on your chair,” I said quickly, noticing the blue misting bottle in his hand. Kanata pouted but complied, waving his now empty hands at me to show me he’d put it down.

Ryuseitai’s run-through took a couple of songs to perfect their audio levels, but eventually, the tech team was satisfied.

Akatsuki’s rehearsal went quickly, the tech team quickly finding the correct audio levels.

“Alright, thank you Akatsuki,” I said. “Please return your headpieces to the tech crew and return to class. Valkyrie, you’re next.”

Mika jumped a little and Shu shook his head, pulling him out of his chair by his elbow. Mika stumbled a bit and a “Sorry Oshi-san” echoed through the mics. 

“Ehe,” Mika’s nervous laugh filtered through the sound system again, but he didn’t say anything else as he and Shu took their positions for Enthralling Theatre.

I had been watching them rehearse this every day for almost four weeks. It never got any less amazing. Shu’s movements led Mika across the stage as if he really was the marionette doll they were singing about. Even the tech crew was stunned. Even though they found the audio balance almost straight away, they let Valkyrie finish their performance.

“Thank you, return your headsets to the tech crew and return to class, please.”

Shu gave a sharp nod and Mika shot me a goofy grin.

I smiled. Tonight was going to be a performance worth seeing.

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My chest hurt from all the running around, preparing things for the Tanabata. I sighed, shaking my head as Hibiki-senpai’s blimp appeared in the sky and the crowd loudly cheered. At least I had prepared the paperwork in advance, though I’m sure Tenshouin would have paid any fines Wataru incurred.

Rubbing my chest, I moved to the wings of the stage to watch the performances. My work as a producer was mostly done—Anzu was taking the majority of the work onto herself, leaving me to supervise the units backstage. Not that that required much, this late in the year even the units consisting mainly of first-years knew the protocols.

There was nothing I could do except watch as Valkyrie rushed on stage to protect Ra*bits from fine. 

Their performance was spectacular. The tech rehearsal early was nothing compared to now, with the staging and lighting fully complete. Mika’s spins were perfectly timed with Shu’s movements—the illusion that Mika was moving as Shu’s puppet was near perfect. I could almost see the strings stretching from Shu’s fingers, connecting to Mika’s arms, the stage lights reflecting off the golden threads.

I could feel fine’s shock. They joined the audience in watching in silent wonder as Shu and Mika sang and danced, Shu’s art—no, Valkyrie’s art—reaching them after so long.

The lyrics of the piece Shu had been composing during our last study session echoed through my head.

Now, the song of their triumphant return shall resonate once again. The tale of the returning sovereign shall be heard once more.

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My heart was still beating fast from the adrenaline of Valkyrie’s performance as I dragged Kanata out of the fountain.

“Really, Senpai, you should know better!” I ranted, pulling him towards the stage. “You have a spray bottle for a reason!”

“Sorry, y/n-chan, i ‘forgot’ it,” Kanata smiled at me, letting me pull him along. I shook my head, pulling him in front of me and pushing him up the steps for the stage. 

“Just…don’t ruin the earpiece with your wet skin.”

“hehe,” Kanata giggled, patting me on the head. “y/n-chan ‘worries’ too much.”

I playfully slapped his hand away.

“Hurry up! Morisawa-senpai and the others are waiting for you!”

“i ‘know’. shu is ‘waiting’ for you too. hurry and ‘see’ him, okay?” With another closed-eye smile, he skipped onto the stage.

I paused, looking as Kanata joined the rest of Ryuseitai on stage against fine. That’s right…Shu had been lying by the fountain, recovering from the live. Mika was still backstage in case Valkyrie was called back for another performance—the Tanabata system ensured that all of the units would get a chance at first but once everyone had gone, it was randomised. It would be a while before Valkyrie would be called on stage again, but it was best to be prepared. 

But it was best to not leave Shu alone by the fountain. He might doze off, or worse—pass out. I had been busy all day and hadn’t been able to make sure Shu actually ate something at lunch instead of slaving over the finishing touches of the Valkyrie outfits. 

Maybe I should get him something sugary to drink…Performing with low blood sugar wouldn’t be the best idea Shu had ever had but then again, it wouldn’t be the worst one either. My mind helpfully supplied images of the time that Shu had decided that the only way to get through all of the costumes he needed to sew and his homework was to drink 3 cups of coffee and eat a chocolate croissant and proceeded to go into some sort of caffeine-fueled haze. Which was fine while he was in it…but the crash had been awful.

Needless to say, Shu was banned from coffee now.

Still, I picked up a juice from the nearest vending machine as I hurried back to the fountain. If Kanata had said Shu was waiting for me, there was probably something important he needed to tell me. My chest twinged again as I jogged to the fountain. I was going to have to see the doctor about my meds—clearly, they weren’t working properly anymore.

Shu was still lying by the fountain, in almost the same position he was in when I had forcibly dragged Kanata out of the fountain. I sat down by his head, placing the bottle of juice next to him.

“I didn’t know if you had eaten much today, so I thought I’d pick one up,” I explained, crossing my ankles and looking up at the stars. “If you don’t want it, I’ll just drink it.”

“Thank you.” Shu slowly swung himself into a sitting position, before taking a sip of the juice. “I had gotten so caught up in my preparations for tonight that lunch slipped my mind.”

I hummed in acknowledgement.

“At least you ate dinner, even if it wasn’t much.”

“I- yes. Kagehira was quite insistent.”

I nodded.

“He can be pretty stubborn at times, huh.” I giggled softly and turned to look at Shu.

He was already looking at me, an unreadable expression on his face.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” I asked.

Shu shook his head, but his hand moved forward a bit before he withdrew it and laid it on his lap.

“I suppose Kanata told you that I was waiting for you, didn’t he,” Shu asked, turning his gaze to the sky. I did the same, looking at the faint constellations.

“Yep~. Did you have something you wanted to tell me?”

“I…” He paused and took a deep breath, seemingly bracing himself. I frowned, worried. I didn’t want to speculate on what he was going to say but I was a little on edge.

“Y/n, I…have feelings…for you.” His gaze didn’t move from the stars above us but he shifted slightly closer to me as he spoke.

Wait, what.

“Pardon?” Surely I hadn’t heard correctly. He wasn’t going to say something like “feelings…of disgust” and play it off as a joke, right? Or worse, had the other Eccentrics put him up to this…had he somehow figured out that I liked him? I felt my heart rate start to rise as panic started.

Shu looked over at me, a light blush dusting his face.

“I like you, Y/n. I have tried to hint at it for quite some time but I…I am not the best at expressing it and I just ended up hurting you. I’m sorry…” He reached out a hand to caress my face. “Can you ever forgive me?”

My mouth opened slightly and I stared at him in shock. He…liked me? Shu, Shu Itsuki, former Emperor of Yumenosaki, my crush for the last year and a half, liked me back? I floundered, staring at him in silence, my heart beating in my ears.

Obviously, my silence was taken as something else—disgust, indifference—because Shu’s soft smile dropped and he began to move his hand from my face. Quickly, I snatched it, pushing it back against my face. Shu looked at me in shock, trying to understand what I was doing.

“Shu…I like you too…” I started. “I’ve liked you for so long…I never thought that you would like me back.” Tears began to well in my eyes and I tightened my grip on his hand.

“Y/n…” Shu gently wiped the tears from my eyes, both hands cupping my face. “Y/n…may I kiss you?”

I nodded frantically, closing my eyes and leaning in. My heart rate was so high, I could barely hear Shu’s breathing and he was two centimetres from my face. We were so close, our lips almost touching…

And then, everything went black.

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When I next opened my eyes, I was in the infirmary. Mid-morning sunlight streamed in through the windows, softly lighting the room. I blinked, pushing myself up into a sitting position. I rubbed at my eyes, clearing the sleep from them. I reached for the glass of water next to my bed, but couldn’t move my right hand.

I frowned, then looked down. Shu was tightly gripping my hand, his head resting on the side of the bed. He was in his practice clothes, his soft pink hair mussed from sleep. I smiled softly, running my left hand through his hair.

Shu liked me back.

Shu liked me back.

He liked me back and he was going to kiss me! And then I had to ruin the moment by passing out.

I groaned out loud, slamming my head back against the wall behind me. Stupid body, causing me to pass out at such an important moment! A tear of frustration trickled down my face and my hand stilled in Shu’s hair.

“Mghm…” A soft groan came from Shu and he slowly sat up. “Y/n!” He jerked upright, his eyes searching my face. “Are you alright? You suddenly passed out and I had to call Kiryu to come and carry you to the infirmary. Sagami-sensei said that you would be alright and I had to go back to the Tanabata with Kagehira.”

His grip tightened around my hand and I smiled tiredly at him.

“I’m fine, sen-...Shu. I’m just,” I leaned my head back against the wall again. “I knew my meds weren’t working properly. I’ve known for at least a week. But did I go get it checked out? Noooo~ I just had to stick it out. And now…I ruined it.”

Tears spilled down my face and I closed my eyes, wishing that I could disappear so that Shu didn’t have to see my tears.

I felt the bed shift underneath me and opened my eyes as Shu pulled me into his arms.

“Oh…mon chère…you didn’t ruin anything.” He gently stroked my hair as I sobbed harder. “Though, it pains me to hear that you knew that your medication wasn’t working and didn’t tell anyone. Though I know that it is a little hypocritical of me to talk about things like that.”

I nodded into his shoulder, my tears slowing as I listened to him talk.

“We have plenty of time, now that we’re both on the same page, yes?” Shu continued stroking my hair. “There is no need to rush, darling.” He softly kissed the top of my head.

We stayed like that for a while, Shu stroking my hair while I tightly squeezed him, my tears eventually stopping. Slowly, I pulled away, sniffling slightly.

“‘M sorry…I think I ruined your practice shirt.”

Shu smiled, handing me a tissue.

“It’ll wash out.”

The door opened with a slam.

“Oshi-san! Is she awake?”

Mika burst into the room with his usual amount of grace.

“Ngah, you are!”

“Even if she hadn’t been, you would have woken her, barging in here like that! What were you thinking, Kagehira?!?”

“Ahh sorry Y/n-chan…”

I laughed softly, blowing my nose.

“It's okay Mika-kun, I would have been overdue for a wake-up call anyway.”

“Mhm mhm! Anyway, its lunch so I brought’cha both something!” Mika smiled proudly, handing each of us a bento. “I promised Naru-chan I’d eat with her so see ya later!” And with a wave, he was gone as quickly as he came.

Sighing, I leaned against the bed frame, shuffling over as Shu moved next to me to wrap his arms around me. We sat there for a while, Mika’s bentos placed on the bedside table.

“Shu?” I asked.

“Yes, my love?”

I looked up at him but I didn’t meet his eyes.

“I know you said there’s no need to rush but…could we…maybe…kiss?” My voice got softer and softer as I went on but Shu’s soft smile encouraged me.

“Of course, mon chère.”

This time when our lips met, I didn’t pass out. The kiss was soft and unsure, but it was a kiss. And that was better than I could have imagined.

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“Ohoho~ Slave-chan, you’ll never believe what a little birdy just told me.”

I looked up from my paperwork to glare at Wataru. It was a few days after the Tanabata. Both Shu and Sagami-sensei had insisted that I take a few days off to recover and an appointment had been booked with my doctor to work out why my meds had stopped working correctly. But after only a few days, the paperwork had really piled up.

“Hibiki-senpai, I don’t have time for your dramatics right now. Can’t you see I’m busy?”

He chuckled.

“Fufu, I’m sure you are. But this was the most AMAZING~~✩ news,” he placed an elbow on the desk, cupping his face in his hand. “Are you sure you don’t want to hear it?”

I closed my eyes, briefly debating if murdering one of the Eccentrics would truly be a punishable crime. After all, if it was Wataru I would be ridding the world of a great nuisance, right? Maybe I would be free to complete paperwork without any distractions.

“What news did you hear, Senpai?”

Wataru clapped his hands.

“AMAZING~~✩ I knew you’d come around.” He was suddenly sitting on the desk next to me, instead of the seat across from me. He leaned in conspiratorially and I put down my pen to listen to him. “A little bird to me~ that a certain someone finally~ got their act together.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“You’re going to have to be a little more specific, Senpai. I’m not up-to-date with the school gossip.”

“Oya?” He twirled his braid around his finger. “I didn’t think I would need to be more specific when this piece of news involves you.”

I felt my face flush instantly. Shu and I hadn’t told anyone yet, how did Wataru know? Did Shu tell the Eccentrics already and just hadn’t let me know?

“Ah ah ah~ I can hear your thoughts racing! Don’t worry, Shu didn’t tell me. Like I said,” he gave an exaggerated wink. “A little bird told me.”

I groaned, slamming my head onto the pile of paperwork and homework in front of me. Wataru laughed merrily.

“Such a wonderful reaction! But, getting a reaction out of you is not the only reason I came here! I had hoped to find Shu-kun sewing away in here as well, but it appears its just you. Ah well,” he sighed, standing dramatically up from the desk. “I suppose I shall just have to tease him another time.”

“Tease me about what, Wataru?”

Wataru turned to face the doorway, hair nearly whacking me in the face as I lifted my head to see Shu standing in the doorway, a box of croissants in one hand and Mademoiselle resting on his other arm.

“Ah hah! So you have appeared Shu! Such a dramatic entrance rivals one of my own!” Wataru spun around the table, arms outstretched.

Shu sighed, walking into the room, placing Mademoiselle on her usual perch before sliding the box of croissants over to me.

“I got one for you. Feel free to start while I deal with this idiot.”

Wataru gasped.

“Is that any way to treat your friends, Shu?”

“Hmph. It’s certainly the way I treat annoyances.” He crossed his arms, staring Wataru down, which was kind of funny given how much shorter than Wataru Shu was. “Why are you in my clubroom Wataru? Surely you have an actual purpose other than being unnecessarily irritating.”

“But of course!” With a flourish, he pulled an envelope out of his hair. “For you and your dear Slave-chan~”

I looked up from my croissant.

“What is it?”

“An invitation…” Shu mused. “Really…what is the point of having mobile phones if you are just going to deliver these sorts of things in person?” He handed me the piece of paper. I read it over quickly.

“A party…? What for?”

“What for? My dear Slave-chan, it's a congratulatory party! From us Eccentrics to the two of you! Congratulations on saving us from another day of your pointless pining! Congratulations for finally getting your act together! Isn’t the power of love AMAZING~~✩?”

Shu let out a long-suffering sigh, but his face was slightly flushed.

“Fine. In order to spare Y/n and myself from any more of your shenanigans, we’ll agree to attend. Now, get out of my clubroom!”

Wataru smiled widely.

“Ah, I knew you’d come around! AMAZING~~✩” And he skipped out of the room a trail of rose petals falling to the ground behind him.

Shu sighed again, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek before sitting down next to me. I silently slid him the box of croissants.

“Ah, thank you, dear.”

I smiled, brushing the crumbs of my croissant off my paperwork.

“You know,” I said, as I started filling out the post-live paperwork. “I think this is the first time in nearly a year you went and got lunch all by yourself. Normally Mika-kun or I bring it to you.”

Shu hummed, carefully taking bites of his croissant.

“I guess…I wanted to do something for you instead.”

I stopped my paperwork to gape at him.

“What? Do you not believe me?” He asked as I stared at him.

“No, it's not that, I just can’t believe you said it out loud. Normally you’d be like ‘I’m perfectly capable of getting my own lunch!’ and then Mado-chan would pipe in, telling us something like ‘Shu-kun just wanted to make your life a little easier, Y/n-chan!’ y’know?”

There was a slight smile on Shu’s face from my attempts at mimicking his and Mademoiselle’s voices, but he glanced away from me.

“Well, if you prefer I can go back to that. It's just…” he paused, searching for the words. “I am trying to be clearer at communicating my feelings without Mademoiselle’s help.” ‘For you’ was left unspoken, hanging in the air around us.

He…was really serious about us, wasn’t he? Not that I had doubted him but we had only been dating for a few days and even though we’d spoken over the phone, today was the first day we had properly seen each other since the Tanabata.

I smiled at him.

“Thank you. I appreciate it.”

He smiled back and we kissed again, illuminated by the afternoon light streaming in through the clubroom window.

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“ReaLLY…do we haVE to uSE my secRET roOM for this…?” Natsume sighed as we watched as Wataru produced a disco ball and used his hair to attach it to the roof. Kanata laughed and clapped happily, while Rei and Shu were engaged in a rather heated discussion about the pros and cons of electric guitars and their proper place in music.

I laughed a little at Natsume’s forlorn expression, pouring him another glass of the punch he’d made earlier.

“Well, would you rather do this at someone’s house?” I asked. “The only person who lives close enough and has lax enough parental supervision is Shu and I believe this was supposed to be for him, so wouldn’t that defeat the purpose.”

Natsume took the glass from my hand and downed half of it in one gulp. I laughed harder.

“It’S noT juST foR yoU anD Shu-niiSAN,” he huffed. “It’S foR thE faCT we no lonGER haVE to watCH yoU pinE aftER eaCH otHER.”

“Hey~ I can’t disagree with you on my end but Shu pining? I can’t imagine that.”

Natsume looked at me with an expression of pure disappointment.

“No wonDER it toOK you twO so loNG to geT togetHER…” he muttered.

“Hey!”

He looked me dead in the eyes.

“LeT me recreATE a sceNE frOM the laST EccenTRICS meetING.” He cleared his throat and an imitation of Shu’s voice came out. “Ah, but I don’t deserve her. I’ve done nothing but cause her pain, just like the rest of Valkyrie…How could she ever look at me with love in her ey-”

“NATSUME!” Shu shrieked from the other side of the room. “Just what do you think you are doing?!?”

The rest of the Eccentrics burst out laughing. I looked at Shu’s embarrassed expression—his face redder than Valkyrie's stage costume, his eyes wide with fear—and I couldn’t help it. I started laughing too. Soon the room was filled with the wheezes of five people so far gone into laughter that the slightest thing set them off again. In the midst of it all, Shu stood arms crossed, pouting.

By the time we all managed to calm down, we were lying on the floor in the centre of the secret room, absolutely exhausted from our laughter.

Shu frowned down at me, hands on his hips.

“If you are quite finished, can we head home?”

I pouted up at him.

“Come on, we can stay a little longer right?”

All four of the Eccentrics on the floor turned to Shu with pleading eyes. He sighed.

“Fine…fine…we can stay.”

We all cheered and Shu rolled his eyes as he lay down on the floor next to me. I turned so I was on my side, facing him.

“Hey.”

He smiled softly.

“Hello.”

Before either of us knew it we were kissing again, ignoring our surroundings even as Wataru cheered, Rei wolf-whistled, Natsume groaned, and Kanata giggled.

A perfect ending to a perfect day.

[nazukisser]

THE ART OF LOVE ー

a strategic approach to loving them

SYNOPSIS | sometimes love is by chance, others by intent. if there's one thing that's crazy, it's applying principals of war to the principals of love.

CHARACTERS | nito nazuna, itsuki shu, kagehira mika, sakasaki natsume, shinkai kanata, aoba tsumugi

READER | gender neutral

WARNINGS | none

NOTES | if you're wondering how i relate this to the principals of war, i got inspired by The Art of War by Sun Tzu

NITO NAZUNA ー understanding

01. know where you are.

There are a lot of things that play into your life, as well as his. It's something that Nazuna pays particular attention to, most specifically the people he cares about most. They are what constitute many of his decisions and views upon the world, from events to people to feelings. It includes you, no matter how small or big of an impact you have on his life.

In relation to him, who are you? What kind of impact do you have on his life? The people around him? What does he associate with you?

02. understand your goal and how it affects him.

Nazuna always tries to think about other people when he does something- although, there are a number of times when he slips up. He always takes action with a positive intention, more likely than not to protect someone he cares about. Others are always his top priority, rarely ever himself. If there was one person so involved in his life he'd be okay with ignoring, it would be just himself.

How does your goal change his life? What new experiences do you wish to bring to him? What new emotions do you plan on experiencing with him? Because of him? Because of you?

03. allow him to understand you

One thing Nazuna does as a way to care for those he loves is to understand how they think. He's not an expert at understanding everyone, especially those who think very differently than him, but his desire to understand is genuine. He only wants the best for those around him, and if he can help in any way, he would extend himself to do so. He hopes nobody minds him trying to understand them better, including you.

ITSUKI SHU ー balance

01. know you, know him.

More often than not, Shu is misunderstood. It's easy to assume one thing or another on the way he acts, and it was simply a matter of time before he got used to it. Even he himself didn't understand his own thoughts and actions at times, his kindness mislabeled as something otherwise. It is not uncommon for him to assume himself as unkind and arrogant, just as those who are truly unfamiliar to him say, and it is easy for him to assume that everyone else feels that way about him.

Ask yourself about you and about him, do you truly know each other?

02. fit yourself within his world, fit him within your world.

Trust does not come by easily for Shu, whether he's known you for years or just a moment. It is something gained alongside respect, decided by the interactions between the two of you. It takes time, for Shu to find a place in your "world" and for Shu to realize exactly where you were in his "world". It's something that takes a while for Shu, a gradual convergence.

03. to listen, to react.

Shu is not one to approach another first unless there was a reason to; why should he bother someone without proper reason? He prefers to keep to himself, in which some have labeled him as distant. But he is hardly so; it is simply that he has nothing to react to. Shu often reacts to the environment around him and the actions done within his "world", and the "worlds" of those around him. If something that is worth his attention has come up, he would surely respond, especially if it were you.

KAGEHIRA MIKA ー support

01. understand what you are to him.

Mika is one to assume that one thinks negatively about him. Until he understands that you truly care, he assumes that you don't- it's a bit of a reflex at this point. His emotions are reflex to the actions to take, what he sees and what he feels. It's easy to get physically close to him, but there is a point in which his emotions respond rather than his brain. The closer to him you are, the more his emotions will influence his actions.

How does he act towards you? How much emotion does he show to you? What are his reactions to the things you do around him?

02. be transparent with him.

If there's one thing Mika doesn't like doing, it's assuming something as a fact about something- though his emotions will often decide for him. It's not hard for Mika to worry about how he appears to you, especially if he doesn't know how you feel about him. It helps ease Mika's nerves when you're transparent with him, and it's easier for him to show his usual precious smile that way.

03. meet in the middle.

As much as Mika appreciates all the things you do out of your way for him- he really does without a doubt, he wants to do some things for you too. He wants to show his love in that way too, to do things for you that make your life easier, even if he already works as hard as he does. It's something that makes him happy. Of course, there's a balance in everything, and he's grateful when you take care of him when he goes a little too far with it.

SAKASAKI NATSUME ー intuition

01. all you need is just a hint of curiosity.

For Natsume, it doesn't take a lot for him to become interested in something- or someone. He took interest in a variety of things, from magic to science to gaming in-between. He dabbled in this, dabbled in that, and it was a bit rare for him to take such interest in a person. It was rare, but that did not mean it was necessarily hard to obtain that. He simply just needed a hint of curiosity, one which he sensed would lead him to something he could immerse in.

02. pick up on the foreshadowing.

Whether by accident or not, when it comes to figuring out Sakasaki Natsume, there was always some kind of foreshadowing. Of course, Natsume loved hinting at this or hinting at that, but there were times that it was too perfect- too perfect for even Natsume to construct himself. Perhaps it was a bit of fate meddling with the mortal realm of humanity.

03. the moment of realization is not created, it is identified.

Before Natsume knew it, he had fallen in love with you. He didn't know why, when, or how- not even fortune telling had been able to inform him of such a major change in his life. It was a gradual realization, yet he didn't even realize he was realizing he loved you over such a period of time. He'd grown comfortable around you, one where the flirtatious jokes were no longer just jokes; he loved teasing you, unknowingly perpetuating the cycle of adoration he had for you, up until that moment where he had identified the connection between his thoughts and feelings.

SHINKAI KANATA ー presence

01. prepare to be surprised.

Kanata is someone who comes into your life unexpectedly, but it was never shocking, nor did you notice right away. It was by chance that the two of you met, and nor did either of you even realize what would become of the future. There are a number of things that Kanata does that are out of the ordinary, but they never take long to get used to.

02. make a firm decision to stay

Many people have gone in and out of Kanata's life. There were many who visited often, those from his family and those he saw in the places he frequented. But they were always quite distant, items floating on the surface of the sea. They never quite connected to him, and that was something be had come to accept. But once he had attached himself to someone, it was painful to let go. Especially if thry let go first.

03. allow yourself to flow with momentum.

When Kanata is with you, he simply allows life to continue as is, adding a calm river to the landscape of your world. The momentum never stops, a steady and calming rhythm. His kindness and care never stops, just as the river never ceases to flow. The water flows indefinitely just as his love, enough to keep moving but never whisking you away completely. It let's you keep your place but still pass through you, continually flowing for all time to come.

AOBA TSUMUGI ー kindness

01. understand your dynamic.

Tsumugi is a responsive person. Depending on who he's talking to, he'll word things differently, he'll say things just a little differently. He still keeps is signature lighthearted tone as before, but he's learned to react differently without even realizing it. The way he pulls towards you and the way you pull towards him is a specific chemical reaction, uniquely you.

02. find the right timing.

Timing is everything. Whether it's finding a job or just not being late for your appointment, timing is the key. Even if you're doing what's supposed to be right, if the timing isn't right, it won't work. That's how it's been for Tsumugi, though he always tries to hope for the best. It goes for everything, from you to work. It's something he hopes he gets right, and it's something believed to be controlled by fate.

03. even if you stop, you can still continue.

Whether you've grown apart or recently gotten close, Tsumugi cherishes the relationship you have with him. To those who have shown him kindness, he reciprocates them in kindness as well. No matter how many years it's been, he sees the good in most, including you.

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TAGLIST | @yumetokashite @yuezhong @nnatsume @mikacha-a

[ephemeral--dreams]

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I just think. That modeling for Shu

He can't always have Mika help him since he's busy with other things sometimes/some outfits wouldn't suit him so Shu calls you to help model his clothes for him... 

You're going to have to stand still in one place for a long time while he makes adjustments, so be prepared to be patient. Shu will not accept any complaints, you agreed to this coming in. Let him make his art >:(

It's worth it though, because everything he makes is so high quality and beautiful. Just wearing it makes you feel so much more special than usual.

Pretends not to care but he’s very careful not to poke you with his needles and pins.

It's a shame you don't get to keep the clothing most of the time. But, because he's unfortunately grown fond of you, he'll make some things just for you. Don't let it get to your head. It's only because you stand still and behave well while he works (so he says.)

He softens a little over time. Still a prickly pink man though. Please bear with him. If he didn't like you he wouldn't let you wear his precious creations.

If he's in a good mood... Shu might... praise you for how nice you look in whatever he's put you in that day <3 He does enjoy pretty people, after all...

Listen I just want to wear fancy clothes made by this man 

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[harucafelatte]

hello !!! may i req shu and arashi with a s/o that likes to collect dolls & antique tea sets ? also your blog layout is so cute puts it in my mouf

a/n: Hi! Thank you for requesting! I'm sorry for not being able to answer your request earlier...Thank you for your patience (*´∀`*) Haha! Thank you for appreciating my blog layout! I find it quite plain though...

May I now present to you...

Itsuki Shu & Narukami Arashi with a s/o that likes to collect dolls & antique tea sets hcs

ੈ✩ Itsuki Shu is enlightened to hear that you share the same interest as him - collecting dolls and antique tea sets.

ੈ✩ Shu invites you to tea frequently and tells you to bring along different tea sets during every visit and of course, your favourite doll.

ੈ✩ The two of you would talk about your day while enjoying tea and croissants. As the two of you drink from the tea set you have brought, Shu shows you the clothes that he made for your doll. The outfits made by him for your doll leaves you speechless. The needlework is neat and patterns are extremely detailed.

ੈ✩ Shu takes great care of Mademoiselle and dislikes having her touched by others. However, you are exceptional. He trusts that you will not break her and often allows you to take care of her when he is not around.

ੈ✩ On dates, he brings you to antique museums where the both of you can admire all the old yet beautiful antiques there. He also brings you to antique stores so that the two of you can spend time browsing through the many antiques and buy them to add to your collection.

ੈ✩ "Mon amour, shall we get this antique tea set? How about this antique doll? Or maybe everything in the store?"

ੈ✩ Narukami Arashi finds it cute that you love to collect dolls and antique tea sets!

ੈ✩ Seeing you with your precious doll makes her 'big sister' instinct kick in. She often asks you if you need help taking care of your doll and when you do, she takes of your doll very carefully.

ੈ✩ When you have to be away from your doll for a long time, she takes your doll to Knights' training room. In order to make sure that your doll is safe, she makes a rule that the rest of the members are not allowed within 5 feet of your doll.

ੈ✩ Just like Shu, she makes clothes for your doll. Arashi is very skilled with sewing and the results are amazing! You can see how much effort she put in making the clothes. She makes sure that the clothes of your doll matches your own clothes so that the two of you could match as she finds it very cute. On some occasions, she brings you along to shop for clothes for your doll and spends lots of time searching for the 'perfect' one.

ੈ✩ Arashi frequently asks you to show her your collection of antique tea sets and is amazed at the amount. She carefully examines them and asks you about them, clearly interested. Arashi's specialty is memorization and is able to memorize every single tea set you owned. When you invite her for tea, she brings up the topic of antique tea sets and how she wishes to collect some of her own.

ੈ✩ That leads to the both of you going to vintage-themed cafes where the both sit down and talk about the different antiques found in the cafe while drinking tea. Arashi listens attentively as you tell her about the history of each antique, in awe at how full of knowledge you are.

ੈ✩ "That was fun, wasn't it? Thank you for teaching me so much! Let's stop by an antique shop so that I can start my own collection of antiques, shall we?"

-Finished-

a/n: If there is anyone who can speak French, please tell me if I did Shu's dialogue correctly! I don't want to offend anyone and I checked with some of my friends but they also looked unsure... Hope you enjoyed!

[suiseisyojo]

can I request a shu scenario??

〈gn!reader x shu itsuki ✄〉

a/n: i like to imagine that after all this, everyone teases shu for finally asking you to live with him. also for the sake of the fantasy, shu's apartment is in japan and not paris lolol

The weariness tightening your muscles was inundated by your drive to finish your workload fast, a certain excitement thrumming through your fingertips. It had gotten past dark and most of the office was vacant, which happened to you more often than not, but you felt energized to leave today.

Why? Because when you had texted your boyfriend—Shu—earlier, he confessed to having a surprise for you. You had initially told him you were going to be running later than usual, so you were going to head back to your own place so he didn’t feel the need to wait for you and to enjoy his evening.

Shu wasn’t romantic; he had his sentimental moments, but you wouldn’t define your relationship as whimsical or full of fantasy. It was breathtaking, comfortable and passionate. You both loved each other, and there wasn’t anything else more suited for you two.

So when he insisted you come back to his apartment, your heart leaped with delight.

You wouldn’t reject an offer to spend time with him, regardless. And so, you focused on reaching his place before it was too late.

——”Shu-san, I’m here!”

Toeing out of your shoes, setting them aside the way he likes to organize his doorway, you ambled into his apartment with your bag slung over your shoulder. “Shu-san?” you questioned, walking further into the silence.

When you entered his living room, there was a generous spread of homemade sweets decorating his table. Ostentatious flower arrangements were placed with care around the dishes, leading up to a small cake in the center.

Shu was, albeit awkwardly, standing in wait for you near the entryway and placed a chaste kiss on your cheek as he acknowledged you. “W…Welcome home,” he breathed out. Why was he so flustered?

“What’s the occasion?” you asked in congruence with returning his affectionate action, dropping your bag to the ground to examine his handiwork more closely. “I didn’t forget my birthday again, did I?”

You didn’t notice?! His quick-witted remark flew right over your head, your pretty and dense head filled with work, work, work.

“No, you didn’t,” Shu said, deliberately bringing himself to your side slowly as he added, “This… is a proposal.”

“L-Like…” you stammered abashedly, cheeks flaring with heat. Was he going to get down on one knee? Your head begun spinning, wasn’t it too soon for all that? You wouldn’t say no—

Even though his expression was just as embarrassed as yours, Shu spoke earnestly and with clarity, “I’m saying you should live with me.”

‘Welcome home’... That’s why he said that.

For Shu to plan out a mini event like this just to declare his intentions was just like him; plan ahead, making it special and perfect. Your heart swelled. Living with Shu… it sounded like a dream.

“I’d love to!” you simply gushed, throwing your arms around the taller man. You squeezed him, hands covetously grasping fistfulls of his shirt as you staved off the wave of emotions.

As his hands wrapped around you in response, his lips faintly tickling your hair, Shu whispered, “I knew you’d say that.” You could hear the smirk in his voice. “I’ll take care of you, of everything, so you never regret this decision.”

[honeybeewhereartthee]

My Darling Dolls

Chapter 22: Pseudo darling doll MC PT 2

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You swear your just going for a quick look because you'll go back to the room afterward but when you pulled into the corner earlier, you fall down from a vent connected down stairs and you landed with a thud to a puppy minding his own business.

"ARF! ARF!" Daikichi is taken back by You falling down to him and look at you, he saw your covered with sparkling things (Hinata shower you in a dust of Pink and Blue sparkle at you earlier ) and bite the back of your neck and run away with you in his mouth.

"Ahhmmmm this getting problematic." You mumble as you get dragged by a dog that same size as your plushie form. You really don't want to smack the dog with electricity. It's a cute puppy what it the owner get angry to you? So you let en drag you in the hallway.

You thought of how to go back up to the ceiling with such form without alarming anyone.

"Oi Daikichi!" A person called out from the end of the hallway, Mao. The student council president saw Subaru dog dragging a doll in his mouth, he saw your cover with silver dust and realized why your being dragged. He sigh hopelessly as he pick daikichi with you as well. His going to have a talk to Subaru about letting his dogs get his bad habit of loving sparkling things, daikichi probably just steal a doll props of shu.

"Good thing shu is still don't leave the country." He mumble as he carried you with daikichi who licked your face cover with sparkle. "Eheh." You giggle which made Mao pause and look around as he just heard someone giggle but see no one. He suddenly bolted as its already so late at night and he might just experience the story of ghost in the hallway!

...

"Shu!! I got one of your dolls laying around the hallway." Mao says as he open the door and close it behind him. He wipe his sweat as he almost run so fast just now, keito would nag him if he sees him.

"What? What doll?" Shu ears perks at the word doll, he look up from his phone and saw you in Mao hand cover with saliva of a dog.

"... [ It's MC ] " his beloved doll point out.

Shu quickly stood up and thank Mao, Mao then left to give Daikichi back to his owner who's been looking for him for hours now.

When mao left Shu takes out a handkerchief and give it to you after he put you to the table near his bed.

"I don't realize your a darling doll as well." Shu commented as he watch you take the handkerchief and wipe the drool off your face on your own.

"Hihi! No. MC is not a doll of course! At birth." You corrected him. "Huh... If your not original a doll then, that 'certain' doll turn you to one." Shu only thought of one particular doll who can do so. He rolled his eyes as he put Mademoiselle beside you.

"It's been a while MC..." Mademoiselle hugs you and you happily hugs her back. "Ye~" you nodded your head. You two began to chat about stuff and Shu rolls his eyes.

"What's your connection to the phantom?" He ask you which you stop from chatting more to Mademoiselle. "Oooh you know Mayoi ~?" You ask back, he click his tongue as you did not answer his question at all.

"Obviously his well known among darling dolls and the fact we share the same dollmaker.. ." He rolled his eyes and cross his arms as if he cannot believe the fact his connection to Mayoi.

"Ooh. Then Mayoi is my very important person." You smile but your gaze become poisonous one as you saw the look of disgust of Shuu earlier when he mentioned Mayoi being connected to him with the same dollmaker. "Don't speak like when talking about Mayoi ok?" You said sweetly as you rub your paws together and spark of electricity.

"Kakaka .. it seems that a pseudo doll like you wanna mess with a higher rank " shuu of course won't let himself be threaten so lightly.

The two of you glare at one another.

"Oh no..." Mademoiselle can't help but sigh.

...

"Have you see that eichi son of a bitch Tenshouin. I heard his somewhere here in this building. I wanna smack his face." You and Shu don't end up starting a war but rather you both laugh it off and now proceed to sew cloths together in his mini workshop in his side of the room.

"Oho? It seems that person piss you as well. Kakaka. What kind of malice did that spawn of a devil do to you?" Shu is very intriguing with your issue with Eichi.

"He keep slandering Mayoi and want to fire him. He even have guts to hit on me after doing so." as you says so, You finish the pattern of the certain paws glove for your plushie hands.

"Kakaka. Him? Interested in you? You most be crazy as that clown then! Kakaka!" Shuu laugh, you also laugh as you put stuffing to the gloves and finally sewn it with mini sewing machine of shu.

"Done!" You beam as you wear your handy work, you then show it to shu who rolled his eyes at your childish act of making a paw gloves that have gesture go a middle finger in standby.

"Kakaka your indeed crazy as that clown." Shu laugh somehow enjoying your company but you guys comes to a stop when the door open. Revealing Kuro who saw Itsuki and you in his workshop.

"Shu is that a new doll of yours?" He smile as he greet his friend. He went closer to you two. He of course knows about darling dolls as he 'grow up' along side Shu.

He often wonder why a doll would make his own doll and made a unit about dolls and puppeteer but never question his friend.

"Hello there little one." Kuro smile to you and you look at the big buy. "Your tall!" You complimented with a smile. "Oh? I hope it's not scary for you then." He pats your head and you smile wider.

"You seems to be a nice person! A friendly giant...!" You chipped as you clap your hand in glee, you accidentally let out electricity. Shu quickly smack Kuro hands away from you before you can electrify him.

"Don't touch that anguille too much." Shu sigh as Kuro look at you in surprised. He don't know that darling dolls could do that...

"Eel? You mean like electric eel?" Kuro question through a soft smile appear in his face. "Can't you name em with proper name?" He felt so bad for you to be called as Eel even if it's in french. He thought as he watch you put on a gloves that would cover your paws. This time it's just normal one.

"Sowwy! I forget I have those." You felt bad you almost harm your new friend. He seems like a very nice and chill person. "It's fine. I don't think you mean it. anguille." He smile as he called you in that nickname Shu called you.

"..." You wonder if you should tell him it's not your name but if one don't know the translation of the name. One could say you have a fancy ass name.

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"Your so nice!" You complimented him again which made him laugh as the three of you now sewing cloths together, but this time your designing the cloths and Kuro would help you sewn them as he felt bad making you work on them with only plushie paws of yours. You happily accepted the help.

"Your also a kind---" Kuro starts

"Pff--" shu laugh as he clearly remember you threatening him earlier with electricity with no sign of being a joke.

"Huh? Shu is there something wrong?" He worriedly ask him friend which

"Hmmp it's nothing." Shu quickly says as wave his hand. You giggle as let go of the fabric pen after you made the line for the pattern.

"........why did you make that." Shuu realize what you unconsciously drawn in the fabric and look at you oddly. "You..." He picks you up and you move around trying to fall off his hand as he start to shake you like crazy.

"Why do you know pattern of darling dolls?!" He start to ask questions, his eyes blazing in anger. He doesn't understand who would let someone know such..

"So dizzy..." You mumble as been shake too much by shu.

"Shu calm down." Kuro quickly stops shu from shaking you even more.

"...ah shit." You felt intense sense of dread and self loath, clearly it's not your own emotions. You don't even bother with shu shaking you like a rug doll as you look around the room looking for something.

"Ahhhhmmm. I'll tell you later!" You remove shu hold on you and fall down to the floor and rolled away. "Where do you think your going..."

"Mayoi is looking for me!" You says as you run to the door, at that moment Mao open the door with Izumi and they all look at you walking pass them. "Bye bye Kuro! See you later!" You waved and run, somehow Mao and izumi never seen a very fast midget run that so fast even through you tripped along the way.

"That was a darling doll?" Mao realize the one laughing earlier was you and sigh in relief it's not the ES hallway ghost. As you run to the right hallway, Aira run from left and went to the direction of dorm room you left unable to spot your small finger that just takes a right turn.

"D-do you guys seen a very cute doll--" Aira takes a deep breath (he really don't need too, it's just unconscious habit) as he run around looking for You after Mayoi have a mental breakdowns and Hinata message everyone about you being missing and he quickly went to search for you in the first floor.

Rinne and Hiiro went to search outside the building if you happen to accidentally fall off the vent toward outside. Hiyori who trail at the idea meeting you face to face as well worry for you being MIA and Kanata who have nothing interesting to do and that it's a hero duty to help out, help out as well.

Aira describe you with a glee in his eyes. Mao realize that the doll isn't shu.

"Eh. Is the doll yours? Is that a trend now? Doll owning a doll..?" Mao rub the back of his head, as he try to understand what Aira is trying to explain.

"N-no? I don't own MC! MC is my friend!" He quickly corrected Mao.

"Oh? Is the doll full name MC Anguille ?" Kuro who heard the topic can't help but join in, Sena long went to put his beauty mask and rolled his eyes as he went for lights out. For his beauty sleep.

"... anguille? What ? Nevermind that..! Huhuhu. MC WHERE ARE YOU?!" aira cried in the floor hopeless and Mao can't help but sweat drop and point where you went.

Mao:"The doll went to run into that corner."

Kuro:"They said Ayase is looking for them."

"Uwahh! Thank you very much!"

Aira thanks them and follow after you through he did give a lead to the others that he find a lead where you went and your in the first floor.

As he went pass his own dorm room, he doesn't notice how it just close just now and the fact your inside the room.

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"Aira posters!" You mumble as you saw falling idol poster in front of one of the room, you saw what seems to be Aira name beside the door and realize it's aira room. You pick it up and went into the room to put it to aira bed. Maybe he could help you message Mayoi that your safe.

When you enter the room, Blue eyes watches you from one of the bed as you went to aira bed after guessing it correctly since there's many merchandise on his walls.

"There." You says as look at your finish work. You suddenly felt your floating and soon realize your held by someone Vai your bunny ears head piece.

"Oh what do we have here...?" A smiling Lucifer-- cough ahem... Eichi Tenshouin says as he look at you With a soft amuse grin in his face.

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🧶 Tag List: @valeriele3 @emikoisdead @allimili

🧶MC: @valeriele3

🧶 it's my first time drawing Kuro. Hopefully I made justice to his image.

[mikafaery]

Hihii I love your Ritsu caught sex fic! I was wondering if you could do the same with izumi?

YESS! Honestly, I was thinking of doing him next too.

CAUGHT - Izumi Sena

AFAB!readerxIzumiSena

Warnings: Sexual themes, getting caught in the act, STRONG language, marking, making out

Summary: A harmless makeout session in his dorm, ends up becoming something more...

You were both sitting comfortably on Izumi's soft, inviting bed as you both passionately made out with each other. With the hot tension in the room and your hands exploring each other's bodies, it wasn't a surprise that you both wanted something more. Izumi's mouth intertwined with yours, and his hand made its way under your shirt, grabbing onto your soft boob and squeezing it lightly. You made a small noise while his hand molded into the curves of your chest.

His soft pink lips slowly made a trail of loving kisses onto your jaw then onto your pretty neck, slowly sucking on it, making sure he marks you with his mouth. The lewd sounds of your moans, mixed with his mouth and the heavy breaths of excitement, filled the room. He couldn't take it anymore, he just had to have you. Within minutes, clothes were on the floor, and he held you up on his lap while you rode him, his mouth suckling on your soft nipples, "You taste so good." his breathy moans of pleasure made it known that he couldn't get enough of you.

The way his tongue moved on your skin was making you crazy and you couldn't help but bounce faster on his hard cock while you cried out, "Oh yes Izumi!"

In the heat of the moment, they hadn't noticed that the door was open and all of his roommates Shu, Mao, and Kiryu all decided on this one random day that they'd all come back at the same time.

"oh." Kiryu's smooth, deep voice spoke as he was frozen in his tracks.

"Is that Y/N?!" Shu was completely taken aback while Mao had a deep red blush on his face.

You both stopped immediately and Izumi pulled the covers on you both. "How annoying, you all came at the same time!" Izumi was flustered to the max, but all he could do was yell at them.

"We should all get out of here." Mao looked at them a bit awkwardly as if he didn't quite know what to say. They all walked out of the room in silence, not even looking at each other.

You could see Izumi's heartbroken expression as he looked at you. "They ruined the moment," he said with a pained expression.

"No, they didn't." You smiled and pulled him back into a kiss, then you both went under the covers and continued to make love.

AN: I LOVEEEE this series you guys!!! My requests are always open, so I'm excited to see who's next!!!

[tokusaatsus]

EVENT EVENT EVENT!!

Congratulations on 300 followers!!

(I hope I read that correctly 😭😭)

Anyways... Can I have K, L, and O for Mika, Shu, and Niki?

Thankssss!! Have a great day :DD

ITSUKI SHU, KAGEHIRA MIKA & SHIINA NIKI + K, L, O

warnings: none

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

Shu’s kisses are more restrained, before anything else. He’s careful. Skinship isn’t something he’s used to, and he’d prefer to be the one initiating it most of the time. His kisses are feather-light, quick and fleeting. Usually just a simple brush of lips on skin. He prefers to kiss you in a place that’s easy to reach–like your forehead or your cheek. Shu’s more careful with his affection, so if you’re going to be kissing each other, he doesn’t want there to be prying eyes around to see. However, if you’re the one kissing him in public, he’d prefer it to be on his forehead–or his cheek. His lips are reserved for when you’re in private, after all.

Mika’s kisses are light, almost like he’s afraid to kiss too hard and leave a mark. He likes pressing kisses to your cheeks and across the bridge of your nose, and hearing you giggle at the ticklish feeling. When he kisses you, he always takes a moment to pause to gauge your reaction, before going in a little deeper and kissing a little harder. His kisses oscillate between rough and nearly untraceable, depending on both his mood, and yours. He holds your waist, pulls you close. But if you’re kissing him, he loves it when your feather kisses across the expanse of his face. It makes him blush cutely, especially when you kiss him multiple times in one go.

Niki’s kisses are what one would expect from a chef. Slow and languid, like he’s savouring the flavour. His lips always contain a hint of some sort of flavour, and it’s a little bit of a gamble-because you have no idea what taste you’ll encounter next. Sometimes it’s spicy, like ramen, and sometimes it’s sugary, like mochi. If he’s feeling particularly peckish, he’ll tease little kisses on your face, like across the bridge of your nose and the expanse of your cheeks. Niki has no particular preferences on being kissed–he’ll take anything you’re willing to give–but he prefers it when you kiss him on the lips, as he has a chance to taste many delicious flavours–of the food and of you.

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

Shu’s a little wary around children–and understandably so. He likes his personal space and when things are in order, and children typically bring a lot of chaos with them. Shu’s personality can also come off as rather frightening, especially when younger children don’t know the nuances of his actions–and the dichotomy between what he says and what he does, as you do. Still, he does attempt to tone down his overall…everything, when faced with those younger, as he knows what it’s like to feel nervous around figures of authority. He finds it easier to just sit in silence and exist in your own plane of reality, but Shu’ll be gentler–or at least, he’ll try to.

Unsurprisingly, Mika gets along very well with children. He’s a pretty happy-go-lucky guy, and that translates into how he acts with kids. Additionally, he has experience dealing with…difficult people. Or those with eccentric personalities, to say the least–his Oshi-san, for example, or the younger Sakuma–which makes it easier for him to deal with temper tantrums. Mika also has a wide range of likes and hobbies that make him relatable: think of his love of stuffed toys, sewing, etc. He’s good at listening, which makes him a favourite of children just looking to have a figure of authority–adult or otherwise–hear them talk.

On the spectrum, Niki’s dead-center. He’s good at making people feel relaxed and his easy-going, fun-loving personality makes him a favourite of many children. His cooking skills add to his charm, especially when you consider the fact that most kids have black holes for stomachs. His years of dealing with Rinne’s antics have also given him an extremely high tolerance to the chaos that happens around him. However, if you consider past occurrences, Niki’s impulse control is low to begin with. He’s the enabler type of person, which means any and all stupidity happening in his presence is usually doubled if you leave it for long enough.

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It’ll take Shu a while before he decides to open up to you about all his problems, feelings and emotions. He’s already a very private person, so he’d have to be certain that he’s serious about you–and vice versa–before revealing anything. He might trust you with small tidbits earlier on, but you’d have to assure him that, yes, this is a long-term commitment and no, you’re not going to drop him when you get bored of him. His insecurities make him wary of revealing too much and causing you to realise that you can’t deal with him, so you’d have to be careful with how you respond. Be prepared though, as once Shu decides to tell you, everything comes spilling out.

Mika’s a wildcard. He’ll reveal everything when he’s ready–except you have no idea when that would be. He might tell you something about his life at the orphanage, then clam up about it the next time you ask. It’s best to just let him come to you in his own time. He’ll tell you what he thinks you need to know straight to your face–before you even enter a relationship. The more important bits however, the ones that he holds close to his chest, he’ll only tell you on pain of death. A minor exaggeration, perhaps, but not entirely inaccurate. But if you sit him down and earnestly express your desire to know more about him, he’ll definitely give in sooner rather than later.

Niki’s already a pretty open person. He’s got no qualms with revealing to you whatever you ask, because he doesn’t think of it as anything noteworthy. Still, he wouldn’t just dump everything on you the first few weeks. He’d wait until he’s sure you’ve acclimatised to the general craziness of not just the idol world, but also the general craziness of the unit that is Crazy:B. He’ll reveal everything in bits and pieces, not wanting to overwhelm you, but you’d have to pay careful attention. It’ll probably be buried under layers of other stuff, like in the middle of explaining a new recipe. Still, Niki won’t get into the meat of his past until he’s sure of how much he trusts you.

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reze txt never hated myself more for a req ever. anyways. hihi !! ty for ur congratulations <3 i hope this was to ur liking ?? mwah <3 enjoy ur day aswell !!

[esidolmail]

dear shu,

with valkyrie’s recent success, i just wanted to say how proud am i to be your producer. it brings me great joy to seeing you succeed.

everything you do brings a smile to my face, whether you’re on stage or you are asking for my opinion. you are my beacon of light, guiding me through tough times. ahaha i’m sorry if that sounded cheesy. i just wanted to say.. i love you.

from your producer,

marion

[shurinnenation4ever]

Oh my, Shupookie-Chan…. Do you remember this moment? Heh.. probably not… you were sleeping so soundly in your beautiful juicy catour sleeping bag while we were in my room…. Oh how i look back at these selfies I took of us in longing…. I love you so deerly, shookie bear…. How I love you so….. what light thru yonder window breaks? Thats the question i ask myself on da daily when you arnt around…..

Sighs.. I miss you shmoopy poopy… maybe soon you can watch me play guilty gear strive and maybe we can cuddle…. What would you think of that, Koneko-chan? Perhaps we could play some omori too… would you be….. da trauma to my escapism?

I got a little suprise for you when we meet again…. Its not much, but I know youll be so happy you’ll go “ KYAAAAAAAA RINNE YOURE SO PERF!!!!!!!!” And not be mad I posted this totes adorbz pic of us… miss u 4eva

- 🎲 Rinne ✌️😎

[hiyoir]

Hi!! How are you?

If you write for top reader, can I request Shu Itsuki x (dom) amab/male reader with corruption please? If not, it’s okay! Thank you for your time<3

The reminiscence of love

A/N: HELLO ANON HI IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG... YES IM DOINF GREAT!! my damn draft for this disappeared i was more than devastated... ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOY .. this is surprisingly my first time writing for corruption so i hope i did it right lmao😭

C/Ws: corruption kink (...? idfk) bottom!shu itsuki, implied choking, implied sex toys, cuffing

Word count: 876

Shu was an interesting man, to say the least. You started to notice his fondness towards you ever since you began to work alongside Valkyrie. You believed that whatever Valkyrie needed was a stable producer to get the boys back on their feet. Alas, your hard work paid off as Valkyrie had broken multiple records and charts worldwide.

Ever since the success started to roll in, Shu had been acting super odd. Mika assumed he wasn't used to large amounts of fame after so long, but you knew that wasn't the case. He allowed you near him more often, trying his best to express his affection towards you. You were unsure if he was trying to warm up as a way to repay you for everything but you played along. After all, Shu is your beloved idol.

You loved him so much, a sweet smile creeps on your face when you see Valkyrie's name on a musical billboard. Ever since you took the producer course in Yumenosaki and stuck by Valkyrie until now, you were unsure if your feelings towards Shu were platonic or romantic.

That all changed though.

There you are, wide eyed staring at Shu. He had a box of various sex toys sitting on top of a neatly folded lingerie. You tilt your head in confusion, trying to ignore the pang of arousal at Shu's unexpected innocence towards this.

"Well… It's only natural if I repay you for your hard work," Shu stammered, gripping tightly onto the dark blue box as his cheeks flushed a dusty pink. "With… My body…"

"Wha— You don't have to, Shu… It's my job as a producer," Professionalism was hard to act out in this situation. Your highschool 'crush', the man you've been debating your feelings over is standing right in front of you with a box of erotic toys. This is the perfect situation to determine your true feelings towards him, so why were you trying to push him away?

"Who even gave you this idea…?"

"Nobody did!" Shu yelped out, the obvious lie was funny. You had one or two names in your head that could be the culprit, but you didn't think about it too much.

"I just— I thought I was feeling some sort of strange fondness towards you. And with this… We can find out together! Only if you'd like…" It was hard to ignore your own growing erection at Shu's offer, this flustered sight of Shu is something you never expected to see.

It would only be right to savour it, right?

—

You had pinned Shu's wrists above his head with just one hand, the other hand feeling up against his chest to his neck. As your dick slid in and out of him, Shu cursed under his breath.

"More… Please, more…" Shu knew begging wouldn't get him anywhere especially with that grin on your face, but he pleaded so anyways.

"Oh Shu… I wonder," Your hand lets go of Shu's wrists as you stop rocking your hips. Reaching out to the box on the bedside drawer, you pulled out a pair of handcuffs. You carefully cuffed his hands, making sure the iron won't mark his hands. After all, you cared about Shu's reputation. It would be one hell of a scandal if they spot handcuff marks on their beloved Shu, right?

"What made you so naughty for me?" Your voice was dripping with venom as your hand crept on Shu's neck.

"...Quit the teasing and fuck me already, please…"

"And why should I?" You grinned, the grip on his neck tightening with every second.

"I— I love you, (name). I need you so bad… Please, I need you." Shu whines, trying to create some friction between you two by rolling his hips.

"Promise me you'll be my obedient little whore if I do?" You had unexpectedly inched closer towards Shu's ear, still tightening the grip on his neck.

"I— I promise…! I do, please just fuck me already…" That was all the confirmation you needed. Pulling away from Shu's ear, you thrusted deep into him, eliciting a loud moan from the writhing man beneath you.

A steady yet rough rhythm you made as you pounded into Shu, letting out occasional curses and praises towards your beloved Shu.

"I— I'm gonna…" You gaze down at the whining man, hushing him with a thumb.

"I know baby…" You softly whisper, "I know… I am too."

Your thrusts got sloppier and harsher, taking in Shu's expression in all its glory. His reaction to this unfamiliar feeling in his stomach was enough to send you over the edge. The knot in your stomach finally broke as you came loads, filling Shu up.

The feeling of being full with your cum was enough for Shu to break too. White and hot specks of cum coated his stomach.

—

"I realized we didn't even use half of what's in this box." You stated as Shu whines, still extremely beaten after some sweet aftercare.

Your fingers skimmed through the contents in the box, surprised at where Shu sourced any of these.

Vibrators, dildos, buttplugs, gag balls… A feather?

You pick up the white feather of a dove, chuckling to yourself.

So that's where he got these stuff from, huh?