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May I ask for headcanons about how Mayoi would comfort the reader when they feel down?
feeling down...?
desc how would mayoi comfort his s/o when they're down?
characters mayoi ayase, gender-neutral!reader (2nd person pov; 'you' pronouns used)
notations another enstars rq :O i honestly have not read up enough on mayoi so i'm sorry if he seems too ooc!! on another note, good luck to anyone pulling for kuromi mayoi
♣︎ Mayoi is perceptive. He can just tell when those around him are feeling down. However, it's only a matter of gathering up the courage to approach the person.
♣︎ Mayoi really doesn't want to come across as invasive or creepy, so it might take some time for him to approach you.
♣︎ At the same time, it's not that much time before he does end up approaching you with the question of "Um... (name), are you feeling alright...?" (after all, he'd feel awful to leave you to brood in your own sadness).
♣︎ Although he tends to put himself down to encourage others, Mayoi has some other tactics to comfort you!
♣︎ Either way!! I feel like he'd let you play with his hair if you really wanted to (personal belief of mine that his hair is really soft...).
♣︎ Mayoi would also probably be willing to singing to you if you asked him! (Note: His voice is so pretty...)
♣︎ He's a good listener, so if you're comfortable ranting to him, he'll give you his full attention. If you're the type of person that feels better after walking around or getting out of your room, Mayoi will gladly show you some secret rooms in ES.
♣︎ To conclude, Mayoi is a great listener, and definitely wants the best for you — he wants to try his best to comfort you, after all.
i just realized. since the canonical ending for engirls revealed that they were in a time loop. and engirls takes place during '!!'. wouldn't that mean that the enstars !! storyline is also in a time loop
desc even though you promised me that we would always be friends...
characters anzu, gn!reader (no pronouns used, save for 'you'), mentions of a few of the engirls 3rd years, transfer student-kun (anzu's younger brother) is also mentioned.
warnings some spoilers for the engirls story 'paradise'. reader attends kimisaki (AU where kimisaki is already co-ed, so this fic is not really canon-compliant). some (possible) ooc-ness. cussing.
notations anzu fic (Jaw Drop). i got this idea while waiting for my hair to dry and RAN to write it. i also do not know kimisaki's layout very well, so i apologize if i make a mistake with any details about the school...
She slipped through your fingers faster than you could fathom. One second, you were together, you, Anzu, and Suzu, ditching your classes in favor of escaping to the rooftop of Kimisaki. The next?
She was gone. The tea ceremony clubroom felt emptier than ever, with only Itoh and a few others occupying it. You stopped showing up altogether, the atmosphere too heavy for you to bear.
...But could you truly blame her for leaving? After everything that your peers did... you surely would have done the same. You could tell that she was cracking, slowly but surely. The taunting took its toll on her, weighing her down, drowning her until she asphyxiated.
You tried to reach out to her, you really did. Your hand outstretched, desperate for her to just grab onto it, to take your hand... you wanted her to tell you that she'd be back soon, or that you'd be in the same class again, just like last year, that her disappearance from school was merely temporary.
However...
It wasn't enough. Never. Your dear friend disappeared, as if she were a ghost rather than a human.
Her younger brother would answer the door everytime you tried to visit her. The same routine ensued every single time. He would greet you politely, ask if you were here for "big sis Anzu", and then call for her, only to receive no response.
...You absolutely hated it.
Even Suzu seemingly gave up on visiting by the time that early spring rolled around, pouring her feelings into music via the light music club instead of dwelling.
You wondered, was it worth it to stay at Kimisaki, when you and your friends of last year have drifted so far apart that you were practically strangers by now? Why stay at a school where change would never come, where the same stiff, unchanging protocol would be enforced? The school that practically killed your friend... would it truly be worth it to stay?
...It's pointless to be stuck on it, you reprimanded yourself. After all, spending your morning reminicising what could've been or should've been wouldn't help you get ready for school, would it?
The blue blazer clung to your skin as you fumbled with your (also blue) tie, attempting to put it on correctly. Grabbing your school bag, you set off for school, just like usual.
On your way to school, you picked up breakfast from a nearby convenience store, eating it as you continued your walk. Your footsteps came to a sudden pause as you were met with the sight of a school building, bright pink flowers fencing the outskirts. In the vast sea of people, (E/C) eyes locked with red and yellow ones.
So much for forgetting.
...Breaking eye contact, you continued your walk, praying that she didn't recognise or notice that you were there. It was a foolish wish of yours, for the way that Suzu "the Fallen Angel" looked at you told you enough. The lump in your throat refused to subside, yet you tried and tried to push it down. Stop it.
Another school building came into view after a while. Similarly to the school of pink-tinged buildings and flowers, this school was surrounded by plants, with greenery gating the perimeter. A school where dreams bloom, the informational pamphlet claimed.
"Here we are, (name)." you exhaled shakily. The buildings towered over you, almost intimidatingly so. Compared to last year, this school was much bigger.
"New school, new me" is what you wanted to believe. You truly wanted to think that this school would truly make your dreams bloom.
No rebellion, no rooftop-shared secrets, no bunny outfits, no self-proclaimed 'troublemakers', no moments in the tea ceremony clubroom that would make you dizzily flustered to just think about... A clean slate, one where you are a stranger to others rather than a troublemaker, a freak.
A familiar head of brown hair in the crowd around the gate caught your eye immediately, and it was as if the world stopped its rotating for just a split second.
"Anzu...?"
Blue eyes met yours upon hearing her name. You were.. beyond words, to put it simply. Why did it hurt so much, to encounter her yet again? You looked forward to seeing her again. No, you practically would've given up anything to encounter her again. Yet...
"(name)?"
You felt such conflicting emotions. On one hand, you just wanted to scream and cry, but on the other...
"I'm so sorry."
"...There's no need to apologize," Anzu reassured. "It was my fault, not your—"
"Bullshit," you interjected. "That's bullshit, I should've tried harder... I should've done something. If I had, then you..."
Taking a deep breath to collect yourself (and to prevent the waterworks from starting up), you averted your eyes from hers, blue eyes that seemed haunted, overflowing with regret. "I... tried visiting you, y'know. Your brother would answer the door instead."
"..." Anzu didn't respond, instead opting to focus on the ground. A few pebbles were scattered around the sidewalk.
"I just..." You definitely wanted to cry now. What would you even say? Your brain fumbled around for any sort of response, any other kind of action to convey your tangled mess of feelings, ultimately settling on a, "Nevermind."
The silence that followed was thick with tension. You hated it.
"Big sis, I'm gonna head o—" A familiar face came into view, another head of brown hair that you grew accustomed to seeing over the past few months.
"Ah, you're her friend, right?" the boy in front of the two of you asked. You nodded.
"Yeah. You're... Anzu's little brother, right?"
"Mhm." The boy confirmed, turning to face Anzu. "Hey, big sis, I'm leaving now. See ya later."
"Wait, you forgot your—" Before Anzu could even finish her sentence, her little brother was already off, walking away swiftly.
You supposed that they too were drifting apart from each other, although you refrained from commenting on it.
"Well..." she spoke up afterwards, eyes finally meeting yours (albeit nervously). "I should probably... head to the counsellor's office. To pick up my schedule, that is."
"Y-Yeah. I should head to the general course building. Maybe I'll see you around," you answered, looking in the aforementioned building's direction.
"Mm. See you around... (nickname)."
She was gone once more, the scent of apricots thick on you after your encounter. Swallowing your emotions down, you took the crumpled-up pamphlet out from your school bag, taking in the detailed illustration of the school building.
"Yu-me-no-sa-ki..." you read. "A school where dreams bloom..."
Perhaps it was your childish dream of reconciliation speaking, but in that moment, you believed the school's motto. Maybe, just maybe... she would take your hand this year. Perhaps, you would be able to catch up to her.
Hellooooo~ omg i read your hiyori work and it was so cute.. saw you were looking for reqs so may i ask for hcs for ibara and yuzuru (separate) with a s/o who's super affectionate and shows loads of pda... many cuddles and hugs and hand holding and kisses even if there's others around >_< and if its not too much may i also ask for the reader to use the nicknames ibanyan and hattan for them respectively ;; thank youuu~~ if you dont do two characters then just yuzu cause there aren't that many works with him.. and he deserves more >:3c (if you're wondering over yuzu's nickname、it comes from dove in jp (^v^)ﾌﾌﾌ)
꒦꒷ affections. ꒷꒦
SYNOPSIS 𖦹 an affectionate lover!
CHARACTERS 𖦹 ibara saegusa, yuzuru fushimi, gender-neutral!reader (no pronouns used)
NOTES 𖦹 hellooo tysm for the request!! hattan is such a cute nickname (*´ω｀*) i haven't had the opportunity to write for either of them before, so this should be fun!! apologies if either of them seem ooc!!
❥ Yuzuru isn't the most accustomed to PDA. However, he's not exactly against it...?
❥ He's pretty used to being around people that enjoy public displays of affection, but he hasn't exactly been on the receiving end of such affections. It might take some time to get used to.
❥ Either way, he finds your affectionate nature to be quite endearing. As someone who is expected to maintain an uptight image (both as an idol and a butler), your presence is something that he certainly enjoys.
❥ Sometimes, Yuzuru finds himself growing flustered whenever you shower him with compliments. It's almost amusing to see Yuzuru, always diligent and composed, stumbling over his words around his S/O (or it is to Tori, at least).
❥ Whether it's hand-holding or cuddling, Yuzuru appreciates your affections (despite a certain drama kid's teasing...). He may as well be on cloud 9 at this point...
"Hattan, your hands are so cold...!" you commented, stopping in your tracks to face Yuzuru.
He looked at you with an almost puzzled expression. "Oh my, are they really?"
Nodding, you continued. "Yeah, let me warm them up for you!" You took his cold hands into yours, squeezing them in an attempt to warm them up. "There!"
❥ Call him Ibanyan and he will Malfunction. Ibara.exe has stopped responding. He eventually does get used to the nickname but at first? Hiyori couldn't stop laughing at how flustered Ibara got...
❥ Moving on!! Ibara doesn't mind PDA that much, although he doesn't indulge in it much himself (since he has an image to maintain, as COSPRO's vice prez). Similarly to Yuzuru, it took time for Ibara to get used to receiving so much affection.
❥ Honestly, I feel like Ibara would like having an affectionate S/O. Your personality is so different from his, but you two kind of balance each other out in a way...?
❥ In any case, once Ibara grows accustomed to your affections, he somewhat... seeks them out? Not in the most obvious way, of course, but you'll notice the way that his hand lingers for a second longer, for instance.
❥ In short!! Ibara is a PDA liker in some form of Denial (not much, but y'know. It's Ibara). He'd definitely partially enjoy being cared for in this way!!
"Ibanyan! Look over here—♪" you sing-songed, repressing the urge to giggle at the redness creeping up your lover's cheeks at the nickname.
"Oya? Is something the matter—?" You cut Ibara off with a kiss before he could finish his question.
Smiling, you answer with a, "Yeah, you look stressed, y'know? I thought that I could kiss it better. ♪"
