You accidentally tagged an adamlanga art as tadaai.
Hi thanks for letting us know but it’s not a mistake, that’s a tag on the post from the original artist. I checked why it was tagged that way before using those myself when tagging and queuing the post, the reasoning for using those tags being:
The art is of a platonic scene between Langa, Adam, and Reki’s sisters, from the fanfic “your love's like rhinestones (falling from the sky)” which is linked in the post. It is not ship art rather fanart for the fanfic itself, as stated in the original post. It is however a Tadaai fanfic and since it’s included in the post I tagged it as such. I will add the additional “fanfic” tag on the post to avoid further confusion.
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Pairing: Adam/Langa
Rating: Probably Teen?
Probably yet another 'what would happen if Adam offered to tutor Langa' kinda thing
Idk there's like a six day wait to get an ao3 invite, so I'm shoving it here for now. Under a cut for length
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The first time it happened, he still had Reki's voice echoing in his ear: "I'll have you take it back… with this."
But he could also hear another voice: "I took a look at your skating. It was brilliant! But…"
But.
Langa shook his head, as if trying to shake the voice out. Adam had hardly seemed… nice. But he couldn't deny the lingering curiosity. Could someone truly push him past where Reki had gotten him?
His hand came up to clutch his shirt, to feel the racing pulse beneath it.
Adam had left them alone, accepting Reki's beef, with Langa accepting the terms he'd thrown. Though, even now, days later, he couldn't stop thinking about that 'but.' And then he'd found the note.
Little Langa, won't you join me? Let's see how far I can take you.
It had been followed by a time and a location.
He slipped out after midnight, riding down to the specified warehouse where he now waited, gripping tight to his board. Did this count as betraying Reki?
Did Reki even need to know?
A lighter flared to life, far too close. His heart kicked up another notch as a cigarette was lit. As a man in a mask took a long drag before blowing the smoke out into his face.
Langa coughed, resisting the urge to push the man… to push Adam back as he leaned in, a wicked fanged grin glowing in the faint moonlight from a nearby window.
He swallowed hard as a tongue ran across a pointed tooth.
"So good to see you again," Another inhale, another stream of smoke across his face. "Snow."
"I'm here to... learn?" It was a question, shaky, as his back pressed against the wall, trying to put any sort of distance between him and Adam.
They worked on nothing but stances that night. Adam's fingers lingered over his calf, his knee, his thigh… His chest pressed to Langa's back as he whispered instructions.
And Langa… tried not to shiver at the warm breath drifting across his ear and neck. At the hands that slid around his waist.
But why? Why was he letting Adam get away with this?
The second time it happened, Reki's arm was in a sling. He'd snuck out again, met up with a familiar mask. Only now they were there, knowing they'd be skating together in the near future.
Once again, Adam held him close—too close—as they reviewed stances. And just before Adam let him go, before they were to practice skating, he was yanked nearly flush against the taller man's body.
His heart thundered in his ears as Adam leaned in, tongue flicking across a fang.
"You're already improving so much, my little Langa."
Breath washed warm across his face. He couldn't take his eyes off that grin. Those fangs.
"Tell me. Are you enjoying our time together?"
He should have said no. Should have run. Should have told Reki what a stupid, stupid thing he'd been doing.
But Reki would be so mad.
No, it was best he didn't know. Instead he looked up at the ornate mask, at the hint of red he thought he could see behind it. And he spoke.
"Yes."
The third time was after he had promised not to race Adam again. Though he supposed he'd also promised to stay away.
But here he was.
Adam leaned in close when they unnecessarily went through stances. He touched Langa's thighs, his hips. He pressed them together, a large hand across Langa's abdomen. They moved together in sync, almost a dance of sorts. Picking right up where they'd left off on the track.
The fourth time, Adam tugged Langa close.
The fifth time, Langa returned the favor.
His skating was improving in leaps and bounds under Adam's instruction, so why not? Maybe there was something to be learned from their dance.
Reki... didn't have to know, right?
See, where Reki was safety, comfort… Adam was fascination. Adam was athletic wonder.
And Reki didn't need to know how whenever he was close to Adam, his heart would race. He didn't need to know about the whispers. Of Adam's infatuation. He didn't need to know the way that half sweaty and exhausted from a lap or two around the circuit, Adam would shove him back against a wall. The violent way he'd show what he called love.
He didn't have to know that the high collared shirt Langa wore wasn't only for his comfort anymore.
The sixth time, Reki was mad at him. Mad that he wanted to compete in the tournament. Mad that he was excited to race Adam again.
But how. How was he supposed to deny the way his heart raced when close to Adam? How was he to explain the things… the heart pounding, adrenaline rushing feelings he felt whenever they skated together? When they danced?
The seventh time.
He'd hesitated for once. He'd watched Adam the night before, watched him swing a board square into Cherry's face.
But then he'd called out to Snow. He'd said they should be together. He'd been called Eve. The match... a partner to Adam.
And that night, as they'd practiced, as Adam had touched him, his hands had been almost gentle, shifting his stances before pinning him to the wall to show him love.
It had to stop. He couldn't keep on this way. Sneaking behind Reki's back… behind everyone's back. Surely it wouldn't always be their own little Eden.
But he was in far too deep and couldn't keep himself away at that point. He wanted to be better. Faster. Stronger. He wanted to beat Adam, to be this Eve. He wanted to keep improving.
And only Adam knew how to push him.
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Here is my participation to @adamappreciationweek ❤
Day 2: Love / First Date / Arranged Marriage
"I married you for my family, for the Shindo family name. I do not intend intend to give it the possibility to be tainted should either of us be seen. This is not a question of needs but whether you prioritize your desires or your duty."
As his aunts had wanted, the marriage was finally taking place - and it was changing many things in Ainosuke's life, things he wished hadn't changed but knew were for the best.
This is all a matter of balance, really. Between desire and duty.
Words: 8586, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi
Characters: Shindo Ainosuke | Adam, Kamata Kiriko, Hasegawa Langa, Kikuchi Tadashi
Relationships: Hasegawa Langa/Shindo Ainosuke | Adam, Kamata Kiriko/Shindo Ainosuke | Adam
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Divergence - No Episode 12, Arranged Marriage, Slow Build, both ships are endgame, Not Cheating, Catholicism, Light Angst
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