#kikiyuki

[nokaru]

kikiyuki beam

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[glowingmccn]

Chapter 44 and Chapter 88

• Parallels •

[what-plant-metaphor-am-i]

B99 quotes work well for this cast, it seems

Original quote under the cut

(Hisame is Gina 💁🏻‍♀️)

[redmemoirs]

finally witnessed this scene animated

[k-itsmaywriting]

like having the world (everyday I dive with you) - Kikiyuki

Also on AO3

Words: 649 Tags: College/University AU, Established Relationship, Sneaking Out Summary: Shirayuki brings a girl home, and for the first time in her life, has the urge to be Bad. Title from Dive with you by Seori ft Eaj

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This buzz in Shirayuki’s fingers is a new sensation.

The scene itself is one Shirayuki is all-too familiar with - the white streetlight stark against the tree in her yard in the night, and the muffled sound of the TV and of Oma and Opa’s voices float from the living room window downstairs.

But tonight, this time, she ventures to a new frontier, as she steadies her feet on the slanted surface of the roof outside her bedroom.

Once she shifts her weight to her knees, she slowly turns and reaches her hands back inside her windows. Where she wraps her hands around slender wrists and, with a smile widening across her face despite the sweat on her brow, she pulls.

Sheer white curtains part like waves as Kiki emerges from behind them. The light from Shirayuki’s room glows a soft halo around the crown of her head as if she’s an angel gracing the earth with her descent.

But the smirk on her face is everything but.

She ducks her head as she steps her shoe over the window sill with ease. But she doesn’t pull away from Shirayuki, her wrists still firm in her grasp, as she swings her other leg over. And her other foot–

Her foot knocks a ceramic pot right off the ledge.

Shirayuki gasps. Heart in her throat, she lunges forward.

The pot lands snug in the palm of her hand, its touch much cooler against her skin compared to the hot panic in Shirayuki’s chest.

Above her, Kiki holds her breath. She watches Shirayuki slowly set the pot back into place, and then lets out a bashful laugh. “Sorry.” 

Shirayuki shakes her head with a hum as Kiki steps onto the roof and pats her shorts flat. “So much for sneaking out if that broke, huh?” says Kiki.

Her gaze adverts to her feet. “I could’ve knocked it from the inside. That’s entirely possible.”

Taking her hand in hers, she leads Kiki across the roof and towards the backyard, where the stepladder leads them down to the ground. They then crouch-run past the living room windows, the crunching grass beneath their shoes turning to solid bitumen road as she fishes her truck keys from the pocket of her shorts.

On her count, they bolt past the front wall of the house. And Shirayuki does her best not to giggle when she turns the key in the door, lighting them up orange, and climbs inside the driver’s seat.

Kiki steps up into the passenger seat next to her. She pulls the door shut behind her, and it’s only swung halfway closed before she reaches for Shirayuki, hand in her hair as she pulls her into a kiss.

Shirayuki meeps, her hand shooting out to steady herself against the headrest. Heat flushes across her cheeks and down her neck as she screws her eyes closed, melting into the hum of Kiki’s mouth on hers.

She pulls away, then, to settle back in her seat. But her eyes are still on her as she says, “You know, I never took you for the sneaky type.”

A nervous laugh tumbles from Shirayuki’s chest. She looks towards the wheel and turns the key in the ignition. The car rumbles alive beneath her, comfortable. “It’s…not really sneaking if you let them know you’re going out beforehand,” she blurts.

Kiki raises a brow. “…Out the window?”

Shirayuki swallows, mouth dry. She remembers how Oma’s eyes went skyward when she told her and Opa about her master plan to leave a secret way. And how Opa had simply sighed and said, just make sure the ladder is steady, okay? “Um, yeah.”

She tells her the story as they begin to drive through her childhood streets. And when it makes Kiki laugh like that, light like the silver of moonlight against the road, she can’t even be embarrassed about it anymore.

[obiyuki-beebs]

Behind the Curtain: Ch 9

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Thick steam clung to the mirrors, condensing into rivulets that spun in patterns down the glass. Snow, glimmering in the light of the waxing moon, sat packed tight around the crevices of the window outside to keep the northern winds at bay.

Shirayuki waved a hand through humid air, hoping the clouds of steam might help cover the flush making its way from forehead to collarbone. Waiting in the bath, gaze fixed on her with soft design, was Kiki.

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

the rent is too damn high (kikiyuki, 1/?)

Invest in real estate, Father had said. Get a trust fund Milennial or two to sign a lease and grow your wealth for you, he'd said.

In which Kiki winds up investing in something far more baffling - and valuable - than a building.

Read on Ao3 here

[ammerynth]

not pictured: the boys all shocked bc there’s no way kiki would ever let any of them carry her