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Hello, Future You
Title: Hello, Future You Pairing: Minakami/Tamamori Word count: 2215 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Potential Trigger Warnings: None Summary:
“How many times?” he asked, softly, almost as a whisper. But Minakami heard it just fine despite the loud rain.
“Only once.”
“Oh.”
Once, and it was enough to make Minakami this shaken.
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Ticking Time for Two
Title: Ticking Time for Two Pairing: Kaji Akihiko/Murata Ugetsu Word count: 2872 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Potential Trigger Warnings: None Summary:
The sound of the ticking clock kept ringing in his ears. Every second, it’s ticking, loud and bursting his eardrums. His head started to throb and the next thing he knew; the plastic cover of the clock had been cracked and shattered, the hand unmoving, and one of the beer cans was already on the floor and leaking out foam.
He didn’t need to be reminded every second of how time was slowly moving away from their simple happiness.Â
The sound of silence rang in his ears. But it was what he preferred.
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Overflowing
Title: Overflowing Pairing: Kaji Akihiko/Murata Ugetsu Word count: 2108 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Potential Trigger Warnings: None Summary:
When he did wake up earlier in the mornings, Ugetsu would pretend to be asleep for a few more minutes. Because Akihiko would be there. Quietly stroking his hair and kissing his ear, whispering words that he should only have said to a lover.
Akihiko's warm breaths sent shivers down his spine as it brushed against his skin. And he could only pray Akihiko wouldn't notice he was awake.
Or else it'd all be over..
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Slowly, Together
Title: Slowly, Together Pairing: Kaji Akihiko/Murata Ugetsu Word count: 2184 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Potential Trigger Warnings: None Summary:
He catches Ugetsu’s arms behind his back and starts tickling him with his other hand. Ugetsu bursts out laughing, and Akihiko loves that laugh. He holds his breath for a moment and relieves in the beautiful melody that is Ugetsu’s voice.
“W-What are you doing, Aki! H-hahah, hah, stop it!” Ugetsu whines and forces his arms out of his lock. Ugetsu squirms and falls on his knees while still laughing. “I give up, now let me go, Aki!”
With his victory, his grin is now wider and he lets go of Ugetsu’s arms, “finally.”
“You’re the worst,” Ugetsu complains.
“I know,” he sings.
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Lingering touch as I burn to ashes
Title: Lingering touch as I burn to ashes Pairing: Kaji Akihiko/Murata Ugetsu Word count: 2247 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Potential Trigger Warnings: None Summary:
Then on one winter day with the snow dancing as it falls to the ground on the outside, they stayed in that music room like usual. And as if Akihiko was struck by something, a sudden surge of emotions unexplained from the expression on his face.
He was held tight and he felt like his shoulders were about to crush under the strength of Akihiko’s embrace.
It burned.
It burned.
But he had known at that point. There’s no way he could pull away from his touch. He could never run from Akihiko. The way it burned his skin and opened him up, like he’s a meal to be served naked on a plate and Akihiko’s mouth were opened wide, ready to eat him whole.
His legs staggered and his arms shook on his side.
Hesitantly, hesitantly, he brought his hands up. Letting the fate tie a crimson red coloured string on his little finger to this man’s.
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My Son Kei is a Sweet Boy
fandom: haikyuu!!
pairing: tsukishima kei’s mother & tsukishima kei, tsukishima kei/yamaguchi tadashi
rating: general audiences
tags: outsider’s pov, growing up together
summary: Her son Kei is a sweet boy. Not a lot of people knew, because he hid it well. But little Tadashi seemed to have seen through him seventeen years ago. A sequel of http://toganeshiro.tumblr.com/post/175817166810/a-step-on-the-lineÂ
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My Son Kei is a Sweet Boy
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When Kei was nine, he came home with a little friend tagging behind him.
He was slightly tanned from playing under the sun and has messy brown hair. Both of his hands gripping tight on his black backpack and his face scrunched up like he really needed a toilet right then.
I’m home, Kei said with flushed cheeks and pursed lips.
Pardon the intrusion!, the little boy shouted in high octave.
It was the first time Kei invited a friend over, so she welcomed them in with the brightest smile she had. She quickly went to the kitchen to prepare juice and snacks.
The little boy introduced himself as Yamaguchi Tadashi, and just by looking at how small and pure little Tadashi is; she already loved him.
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The Day That Starts With Us
fandom: persona 5
pairing: akira kurusu/makoto niijima
rating: teen and up audiences
tags: fluff, domestic fluff, living together, implied sexual content
word count: 1807
summary: "You can stare as much as you want." He peeks from the corner of his eyes, scrutinising the pale nape with the apron string across it. He approaches her from behind and hugs her, tilting his head to the side and ghosts over her nape with his mouth. "Can I do more than just stare then?"
i. morning routine
Unlike his girlfriend, Akira doesn't need an alarm to help him wake up every morning. When the clock strikes five, he would wake up on his own. His eyes would blink a few times, a scratch to his head then a big yawn follows.
And there he is, ready for another day.
Oh wait, maybe he's not exactly ready before snuggling his sleeping queen next to him.
Then he proceeds with picking up their clothes which are scattered on the floor; thanks to Makoto finishing work earlier yesterday and both of them craving intimacy. He gets himself clothed and puts Makoto's on the end table after neatly folding them.
Their wardrobe is his next destination, Makoto's ironed uniform needs to be hung on the wardrobe handle before he goes to the bathroom.
After that, warming up curry and preparing coffee for the cafe comes together with making bento box and healthy, balanced breakfast for the two. No curry!, Makoto keeps saying, because apparently having curry everyday doesn't sit well with her health regiment despite her understanding how delicious her boyfriend's curry is.
He rubs his chin and turns his head to the clock.
It's about time.
And so he sneaks back to their bedroom, to Makoto who seems to be still enjoying her dream. He'd love to let her sleep some more on her days off, but definitely not on the weekdays.
"Makoto," he whispers softly, "Wake up, my queen."
She blinks a few times before sitting upright with half lidded eyes. It's not exactly hard for both of them to wake up in the morning, the slightest text alert can even wake both of them up in the middle of the night. They couldn't count how many times they've both woken up in the middle of the night thanks to Mishima's hang out invitation to Akira. Now Akira has learnt to put his phone on silent at night, though.
"... Mmmrning..." Sleepiness does not escape her voice; it only makes it sound like she's mumbling in her sleep. A yawn escapes her as she walks slowly to the bathroom, eyes closed―vision is unneeded for navigation as she already has the layout of the room on the back of his head.
Akira loves mornings solely for this sight; sleepy Makoto, not awake enough to realise she is barely dressed, showing off the kiss marks he left last night, dragging her feet to the bathroom with her hair all tangled.
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The Past Behind the Cell
fandom: persona 5
pairing: akira kurusu/makoto niijima
rating: general audiences
tags: spoilers for 8th palace event, hurt/comfort
word count: 1199
summary: Joker sees his parents there, it explains why they have changed so much that it scares him to contact them for the whole year.
It may be nothing. It may be just her imagination.
Joker has always been a quiet person, it is not something new. He's just leaning against the wall, catching his breath and relaxing his muscles. Their fight down the Mementos was not exactly short. Not to mention that Joker is always on the front line because he is the leader. That must have mean double toll and exhaustion.
It could be that he's just tired.
The mask is even hiding half of his face, making it even more impossible to discern his expression. But the way he's fiddling with his thumbs, the way he lost focus on the fights back there; they are enough to tell Queen there is something in his mind.
She decides to approach him slowly, gently putting her hand on his shoulder. And that's when she realises how tense he is.
When he turns over to her, she asks in low volume, "What's bothering you, Joker?"
A blink, then he's back with his confident smile. "Nothing."
"Don't," Queen tries to cut off his word, "Don't say it's nothing. Because I know it's not." Her eyes are piercing him behind her big mask, her tone is not letting him run away from her. But then her gaze softens and her grip tightens on his shoulder, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want. But if you just say nothing, that's just brushing me away without letting me getting involved in what you're thinking. I told you I want us to be equals, didn't I? I want to be there for you just like you have for me."
His smile disappears and he returns his gaze to the floor. He takes deep and sudden breath several times, wanting to say something but keeps it under his tongue. Opening up is not easy, that is what Queen understands. So she won't push him, as long as he doesn't just brush her away.
Her hands are back crossing in front of her chest, she stays beside him quietly without making any kind of physical contact; not wanting to break into his personal space when he seems to need it.
"... My parents..."
The sudden murmur catches Queen off guard, but she is there to listen. "Your parents?" she confirms, isn't too sure with what she heard just now.
Joker nods, "My parents. They were there."
"There? You mean―"
"Behind the cell. I saw them."
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