#tsubasaku

[kiwi-the-servamp-addict]

Depression might be kicking my ass but at least I can still cook up ideas have this melanated Sakuya I pondered on yesterday

And some tsubasaku

[romaxpan]

[www98vikitoo]

Anybody else ship sakura/tsubaki 🥺

I love them so much im rooting for them i want them to be happy my little meow meows ❤️❤️❤️

[revoleotion]

confession

thanks to Nayu for the prompt!! this was so much fun to do and reminded me of how much I love those idiots

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Tsubaki cannot remember when exactly he fell in love with Sakuya. It’s one of those things that are impossible to tell.

It could’ve been when Higan won against Tsubaki during board game night, and Sakuya laughed so hard he snorted, and then made eye contact with Tsubaki who tried to look offended but wanted nothing more than to smile back.

Perhaps he fell for him when Sakuya presented him with that fox plushie and then casually fired a concerning number of nerf darts into it. (“Next time, that’s you,” Sakuya threatened. He was lying, of course.)

Tsubaki may not know when it happened, but he is certain that he can never, ever, tell anyone. Even Shamrock, who usually is the first victim of his emotional outbursts, cannot know. This is different from that burning, heavy loyalty he feels for his subclasses. It’s a stupid, hopeful thing that defies every rule of his existence. Tsubaki is supposed to be melancholic. And if he’s not melancholic, he should at least experience an impossible rush of manic energy.

Not... this. Love turns him soft. Love turns him into a mess. He looks at trees and flowers outside and catches himself thinking “maybe things will be alright after all”. It’s disgusting.

Even if he were to admit it, he’s so certain that it will not work.

Tsubaki is so good at ruining things. At breaking them. There is something about him that is revolting, that is driving people away. If he doesn’t bind people to him, they’ll leave. It’s the only truth he knows.

As loyal as Shamrock is to him now, he cannot deny that that man’s first reaction to Tsubaki’s feelings was killing himself. Even Higan, whose private desires are something Tsubaki prefers not to think about, would probably gladly leave if he had a choice.

And Sakuya...

He doesn’t even like him now. Who’s to say what’s going to happen once Tsubaki reveals that his attraction goes deeper than what they have now?  

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It happens during board game night. Where else is it supposed to happen?

Those evenings with his subclasses are the time he feels the most like himself. It’s a middle ground between his extreme mood swings. Board game nights only happen when he’s not busy trying to kill his siblings or locking himself in his room for days on end.

They played a game where they have to work together instead of playing against each other. It’s very different from their usual approach where they get competitive enough to murder each other by the end of the night.

This time, it’s different. Having the same goal, no ifs and buts, no nuances, no “I am loyal to you for now, but who’s to say what will happen in the future?”, leaves them in a strangely peaceful mood.

Higan put on a podcast he likes and is now staring at the candles on the table, his eyes reflecting the fire. Shamrock has moved down to the couch and is busy attempting to get through another Kafka hate-read. There’s no use trying to convince him to stop it. The other subclasses are all scattered across the room, some of them listening to the podcast, some of them busy doing their own thing.

Tsubaki has no words for the feeling growing in his chest at the realization that they are all in a room together, that they like him enough not to be disgusted at the thought of being near him.

He settled down at the other end of the couch, in his fox form, now curled into himself and trying not to notice how close Sakuya is sitting to him. He’s not saying anything, perhaps Higan finally got him invested into the podcast as well. It’s a re-listen, so it doesn’t truly matter if he pays attention or not, but Higan’s enthusiasm is, to a degree, adorable.

After a few minutes, Sakuya reaches for a spot behind his ears that causes him to purr almost against his will. His subclass lets out a small laugh and removes his hand immediately.

“You are so lucky that I love you,” he says.

Tsubaki...

Tsubaki wishes his next steps were a bit more graceful. They’re not. He transforms into his human form and falls off the couch immediately, staring up at Sakuya like it’s the first time he sees him.

“You what,” he says.

He feels the entire room’s eyes on him. It’s not a pleasant feeling, and his ears feel suspiciously hot right now. 

Sakuya looks at him, no malicious intent on his face, just slight confusion. “Does that surprise you? You love me too, so what’s the problem?”

Tsubaki opens his mouth, realizes he has no idea what to say, and instead throws a desperate look to Shamrock. The man doesn’t even look up from his book.  

“It was very obvious,” he murmurs.

“What- no, it wasn’t!”

“It was,” Higan says from where he’s sitting.

Tsubaki dares to turn back to Sakuya. “And you're not…” He isn’t sure how to finish. Mad? Disgusted?

Sakuya rolls his eyes. “Are you going to come back up? I want to kiss you.”

And because Tsubaki doesn’t have any problem with that (quite the opposite, really), he scrambles to his feet and sits back down.

[faith-gigliorosa]

servamp | tsubaki & sakuya } [this silence is mine]

Why didn’t you come get me earlier?

Credit for the translations goes to @kanasmusings

[rubyleaf]

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

Hello, it’s me, back again with GPF after... 25 days? That doesn’t sound right, but who am I to doubt AO3 X’D Anyway~ This time on GPF: Extensive backstory for Mikuni and Tsurugi, regrets and might-have-beens, Sakuya who regrets nothing, and the next step of the C3 “imprisonment”... or rather, C3 hand-tying?

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Chapters: 69/?

Pairings: Sloth Pair, JekyllandHyde, Tetsono, TsubaSaku and MikuTsuru

Summary: All Mahiru wanted was to make an infamous delinquent stop skipping class. Getting dragged headfirst into a gang war and making a bunch of very weird friends was never part of the plan.

Enjoy the read~!

[iridescent-ren]

The place was quite humble and small, but it’s said the coffee was the best in town. The walls were decorated with floating shelves and old dusted books with green vines climbing the pale white paint. There were real flowers of all colours in pots all over the shop where workers would occasionally pause to water a few. He wouldn’t be surprised if it doubled as a flower shop. “Welcome to the Bittersweet Anthos café how may I help you?” A voice rang out, calling him from his thoughts. (Tsubasaku coffee shop/college au)

Shocking,,, I’ve returned w a servamp fic after so much time,, I’m sorry for being dead for so long aha. Anyway i hope u enjoy this! c:

[dreamsinkandcoffee]