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murrrmur · 7 months
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Trailer for Kra's new album "新色の涙" (Shin'iro no Namida)
Tracklist 01. 世征服を企む少女 02. 英才教育 03. 色のない絵画 04. 日常は非日常の中に 05. Tiny town 06. ハザマノマモノ 07. 三竦み 08. 故に今
2023/09/13 release
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edai-crplpnk · 2 years
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New fic!
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Title: Anything is Better
Rating: E
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Baki/Yuura
Fic genre: Smut and Angst
Other tags: Closeted Character, Workplace Sex, Internalized Homophobia
This fic fills the "Internalized Prejudice" prompt of my @badthingshappenbingo.
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harunayuuka2060 · 7 months
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*Leech Twins meeting the Twin Yuus*
Floyd and Jade: ...
Yuukou and Yuura: ...
Yuura: *looking at Floyd*
Yuukou: ...
Yuukou: *clears throat* Yuura...
Yuura: !
Yuura: I— I just think he's cute! *looks at Floyd again apologetically*
Floyd: Me cute? Thanks!
Jade: You're adorable as well, Yuura. Especially your twin brother Yuukou.
Yuukou: ...
Yuukou: Yuura, class has started. We should go.
Yuura: Huh? But we still have fifteen minutes—
Yuukou: ...
Yuura: Right! We can't be late for Professor Crewel's class!
Yuukou: See you later, Leech Twins. And— *stares at Floyd*
Yuukou: I hope you get along well with my sister.
Floyd: Hm?
Jade: Of course. Floyd will do that. And you should allow me to take care of you too. *smiles*
Yuukou: ...
Yuukou: Let's go, Yuura.
*Floyd and Jade watched them leave*
Floyd: ...
Floyd: Squirrelfish doesn't like you.
Jade: He's just shy.
Floyd: You were hitting on him like you were some anglerfish.
Jade: ...
Jade: Floyd, did you seriously call me a parasite?
Floyd: If you think you are, yes.
Yuura: I'm sorry about earlier, Yuukou...
Yuukou: Hm? Why are you apologizing?
Yuura: I shouldn't have said that Floyd is cute.
Yuura: Because of me, you felt that you should reject Jade.
Yuukou: ...
Yuura: ...
Yuura: Yuukou?
Yuukou: I'm alright. Just... I'm just impressed right now.
Yuura: ???
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saibagals · 4 months
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galkurabu · 1 year
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Yuura Momo
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jkt48fansberat · 6 months
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kisa-rae · 9 months
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Yuuji frothing at the mouth seeing you wearing a sports bra, a baggy tank top and sweats just doing random shit around the house
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Randomly missing my old ygo ocs
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ukagaka2000 · 7 months
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rolorules · 30 days
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By Yuura Shiu (from 2008).
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bunnwich · 11 months
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Characters: Leona Kingscholar
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Bit of Fluff, Leona with Depression, Implied Leona x MC, Bit of a Character Study
Words: 2k
Summary: Both Leona and Yuu are required to practice for their performance to distract the fairies. However, Leona storms off after practice and Vil enlists the prefect to convince him to come back.
Tagging: @ice-cweam-sod4, @vaporvipermedia, @comingyourlugubriousness, @artistfaery, @ceruleancattail, @the-trinket-witch, @the-v-lociraptor, @writing-heiress, @anevilbunnyinthehat, @twst-the-night-away, @soru-ya , @ashipiko ,@michininja, @honey-milk-depresso, @the-monday-witch
This is a snippet I added onto my Fairy Gala fic I wrote last year!
Rest of fic: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ETGzO9PFKdvMI4qVGUQ_r-_WzzFQULn1eIRTjoE-ja8/edit?usp=sharing
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After the pristine, perfumed halls of Pomefiore, sandy and sunny Savanaclaw was a breath of fresh air.
“For Vil… For Vil…” Yuuta muttered to themselves, rubbing their arm and staring at the familiar bedroom door before them. It was a little more than uncomfortable waltzing through the whole Savanaclaw dorm in full fairy attire, trailing glitter behind them wherever they went. but…no one really gave them any trouble beyond asking why they were there. They had a bit of practice with that now, acting like they belonged in places they didn't since they came to Twisted Wonderland.
Plus, they knew Leona had to be in his room. It was his last resort when he was truly upset and exhausted all his other "hiding places."
Taking a breath, they wrapped their knuckles against the wood a few times, then again harder, the hollow sound echoing through the corridor.
Hmph.
Yuuta figured as much. When there was no response they had no choice, muttering a final “For Vil” before kicking the bottom-right corner of the door. It was the special way they had seen Ruggie do when it got stuck. They had picked up this trick after spending so many afternoons with the him here, doing their homework while he folded Leona's laundry.
“Okay, well I’m coming in!” They announced. “Better not be doing anything weird-” Yuuta squinted their eyes shut for a moment in preparation before stepping in. 
It was business as usual, crumpled clothes scattered all over the floor and empty food trash along the desk, Ruggie clearly hadn’t cleaned yet today. It was more than that though. Yuura tried not to stare too long at the bottle of sleeping pills spilling out of the half-open drawer by the bed.
Hm. They couldn’t blame Leona. The Fairy Gala was stressing them out as it was and they weren't even the one that was the main “star.”
The man in question hadn't moved an inch at their intrusion. He was languidly sprawled across the green couch by the windows, a large pillow flopped over his face to block out the orange afternoon sunlight, creating luminous bands across the room. He was laid on his back as the dark tuff of his tail tapped against the floor, head resting back against one of the plush arms.
“Uh-” They opened their mouth to speak, biting their tongue. It was then that they realized they were…unsure of what to say, running their fingertip over one of the decorative gems on their sleeves. 
“They...make sleep masks, you know.”
Leona's deep sigh cut through the peaceful, ambient wilderness of the dorm.
“What the hell are you doin’ here, Cottontail…?” He grumbled, sliding the pillow down from his scrunched face to glare at them with a smokey green stare. There was...no real malice in his words only weariness. “I’m assumin’...the only reason you’re here is that your beloved Queen Schoenheit asked ya come get me, hm?” Leona grunted and tossed the object away, the striped pillow landing by their feet. “...Am I wrong?” He turned his face to them, a half-hearted smirk tugging at his lips as he leaned his cheek against his hand.
“Well, y-yeah but-” They took a breath, swallowing the lump in their throat. “Look…I know I’m the last person you wanna see or…talk too-”
Leona made a little noise in his throat as he glanced away. He mumbled something under his breath that they didn’t understand. “Makosa tena…”
But they continued anyways, pressing the tip of their foot into the floor. “AND I know, that you are under a lot of pressure and all but, could you-“
“Tch, no one needs me there.” He scoffed, tail beating faster against the wood as he rolled away agin, sinking deeper into the couch’s cushions. Yuuta could practically hear Vil shriek in his head about how the man was wrinkling his outfit. 
“Hmph. The only reason anyone gives a shit is because they wanna...put me on display for the gala. Tch, slippery Crowley. Maybe you should take my place, eh Cottontail?” He yawned pointedly. “Jus’ leave me be…” Leona’s muffled voice dropped even lower and Yuuta felt himself being pulled into a black hole, holding their stomach as it turned sour. So he had been taking the criticisms harder than they thought.
"Look, I’ll…be back tomorrow, alright? Gives you a little…respite from me too. Win-Win.” Leona chuckled weakly, but there wasn’t any warmth or even snark.
“Hm…” Yuuta released a breath, still unable to come up with anything profound to say. It was probably the most they had heard the man speak all day. Instead, their eyes fell down on the pillow near the golden tip of one of their glittering shoes. After studying it a moment the heaviness in their guts was replaced with something else. They moved a hand to cover the involuntary sputter that left their mouth before a full-blown laugh escaped.
"Hm?" Leona's brown ears flicked up and he lifted his head to sneer over his shoulder at them. “What, you're laughin’ at me now too?”
This only made Yuuta laugh harder, falling back against the nearby pillar as they barely held themselves upright. Couldn’t remember the last time they laughed like that. And after all the hustle and bustle of the last few days of this morning, the relief of this new feeling caused a few tears even came to their eyes.
“No, no. I just- Ahaha!” In their hysteria, they picked up the pillow from the floor and held it up to the man, revealing the almost perfect imprint of his face left from his makeup. Foundation, eyeshadow and all. “Ahaha! Look, LOOK!” The cushion slipped from their arms back to the ground as they cackled harder, their stomach starting to tweak in pain.
“Tch.” Leona hissed, finally sitting up, unable to hide his crack of a smile before a few of his own choked snickers came out. He reached up to rub his eyes, blinking rapidly to get some stray glitter that fell in them. “Well, glad one of us is so…easily amused. Ack-” He shook his head, pinching the eye shut as he hissed.
Seeing him struggle Yuuta‘s laughter died down and they couldn’t help it, assuming the role they were used to. Prefect, caretaker, problem-solver. Hurrying over they plopped down beside him, the last of their remaining giggles leaving their system as they examined the issue. Without thinking they reached up to the man's face. “...Let me see?”
“Huh?” Leona lowered his hand from his face and squinted at them suspiciously through his one “good” eye. “What now? What are ya doin’?” His voice dropped.
Yuuta rolled their eyes, wiggling a bit closer to him so they could see him better. “Just hold still.” They were reminded of the time Deuce got dust in his eye while renovating the Ramshackle. But, this was...Leona Kingscholar. They swallowed, hesitating a bit before grabbing hold of Leona’s chin and directing his face down to theirs. When they came to their senses they realized just how close the two of them were. And now, they could see now just how tired he appeared, the caked-on concealer doing little to hide the dark circles under his moody eyes.
“Uh-”
He must have sensed their nervousness, letting out a small growl that made them jump out of their skin before they could do anything else. 
“Grr!”
“You!” They gasped when they realized he had done it on purpose. “You, asshole!” They slapped him in the chest and it was his turn to laugh at Yuuta.
His ears twitched as he threw his head back, his mood suddenly shifting. “Heh, jumpy thing, arent ya?” He purred between his cackling, the sound of rumbling in his chest. "Couldn't resist, you looking at me so puppy-eyed at me 'n all."
“Ugh. Don't worry it won't happen again! And this is what I get for being nice...” They muttered and shook their head at him, trying to calm down their heart rate. “Just…close your eyes.” 
They squeezed his face in their hand harder and Leona suddenly became sober again, his lids falling closed with a small hum in his throat.
And just like that…the past was forgotten and there was only quiet. “Hold still.” They pursed their lips to blow gently over Leona's face, trying to remove all the large chunks of gold glitter trapped in his dark lashes. Afterward, they used their other hand to gently dust off the fallout from his cheeks, swiping it away from their fingertips one by one.
Yuuta hummed, keeping their eyes focused only on their task, lost in the meticulousness of it as they plucked each piece of stray glitter from the man’s warm cheeks. It was oddly…satisfying and even relaxing. Natural. They hadn’t realized how much time had passed until they felt Leona’s crooked smile inside the hand that held his jaw. There was a small flutter against their ankle, his long tail now curled up by their foot.
“Oh, sorry. I…uh-think I got it all…” Yuuta wrinkled their nose, pulling their fingers back from the man's face. They dusted them off, ignoring the small tingle in their palms that remained.
“Yeah.” Leona’s lids opened slowly, looking down at Yuuta before his green eyes moved to a space in the distance, his usual indifferent haze falling back over them. "Thanks."
The man began to tug restlessly at the collar of his white outfit, the golden fang necklace across his chest jingling. “Ugh...Wearin’ all these layers with my hair down is hell. Crewel sure knows how to make a guy miserable…been sweatin’ to death this whole time.”
“Oh, yeah.” Yuuta huffed, thankful for the change in subject, suddenly aware of both their knees touching. “I…” They backed off some, falling back on a few cushions as they fumbled backward.
Leona said nothing but his eyes followed each of their movements faithfully.
“...Can barely breathe in this thing. Heh.” The couch creaked as they pulled the edge of their white tunic down over their legs. They reached to rub the sweat off the back of their neck, taking a much-needed breath. A veil of warmth covered their whole body at this sudden attention.
"Mmm, you...clean up well, Cottontail." The words were whispered like a secret, another painful reminder that it was only the two of them.
“T-thanks. Well-!” Yuuta stood suddenly with a squeak. “Oh, maybe then I can uh…help with your-”
Leona’s brow arched as he watched them curiously, coming around behind him to sit on the arm of the couch.
"Your hair..." They weren’t sure why they were so nervous. It was just Leona after all.
He eyed them for a moment before understanding, turning away and simply bending his head down for them.
Yuuta fumbled a bit as they grabbed the ends of his dark hair, sweeping them into a neat bunch in their fingers. It was too easy to turn off their brain and mindlessly groom the man, even kicking off their shoes to pull their knees to their chest. And they had to admit, it was…nice that they didn’t have to ever say much around Leona. They sighed and let their shoulders slump, realizing that Vil wasn't around anymore to tell them to stop slouching.
And Leona didn’t seem to mind, not moving a muscle for the entire process. "Sorry for splittin' on ya but...I play these games enough back home." He spread his arm over the back of the couch as he continued, tapping his fingers over the taut fabric. "Plenty of people back home that are always too happy to critique me. Mmm, how I dress...walk...talk. Don't matter. Never good enough."
"Sounds...exhausting." They tilted their head as they continued to weave his thick hair together, a few sections underneath curled into loose spirals, revealing his true texture. Yuuta let out a light laugh, realizing that it was an unhappy reminder of what Leona was trying to get away from back home.
"Makes sense, why you didn't want anything to do with all this." They tucked the stray curls into the braid before their eyes moved up to the flurry of white roses that had been stuck half-hazard by his face. "Can't be yourself." They had noticed that his left ear twitched whenever the leaves touched it. Couldn't be comfortable. "To be honest, all this stuff isn't my thing either...but everyone's counting on me."
"Hmph. How noble, Cottontail." The man sighed in relief when they carefully untangled it from his hair, placing a few of the smaller blooms at the base of the new braid. They tucked the largest roses on the side with a few leaves, but this time further away from his ears.
"Ha, not really... Just trying to be...useful." When they were done futzing with it they cleared their throat signaling they were done. "Better?"
And only then did the lion finally stir, twisting around to peek at them. “Yeah." It was much easier to see his pensive face now, a small wrinkle forming between his brows in gratitude. He looked exhausted but there was a glint of the usual Leona still behind his drooping lids.
They pressed their lips into a small frown, still perched on the arm as they crossed one leg over the other. “So, Will you…come back now?” Rubbing the side of their foot against their calf, they weren't too sure of these words, but it was worth a try.
Leona snorted, his once peaceful face contorting into a betrayed one. “Nice move.” He placed both his hands on his legs before he stood, striding out to the balcony, his cape trailing behind him.
“Wait! Please!?” They called for him and hopped up too. It was a bit hard to move in their outfit, but they trudged after him anyways, scrambling outside as well. The wood was cool under their bare feet as they approached. "Please?" They repeated, "I know, I know. It's bullshit but...isn't better to just get it over with?"
The man’s sharp eyes flicked back to them, but his arms were still folded tight across his chest in defense. “Mmm, that’s the first time I heard that word all week.”
"I…need my…dance partner?” Yuuta said and stood beside him, placing their hands on their hips. The words had just slipped out but…it was true. In a way, it would be impossible to do this stupid thing without him.
“Awe.” His ears lowered back coyly and his nostrils flared. “What’d Vil tell ya to say that?” He snorted, clearly not buying it, laying his crossed arms over the railing. His seemingly indifferent eyes settled on the pink horizon where the sun dipped low, painting his white outfit in pastels. “All that buttering up to me. Cottontail…hate to break it to ya but…you ain’t that slick.” He hunched over to lay his chin over his arms, a few white petals from his hair spiraling the ground. “Don’t cha worry, I’ll tell him you schmoozed your little heart out, alright? Just go.”
“No, it’s true!” They pouted. “And hey! I don’t like being accused of ass-kissing.” Yuuta stomped an indignant foot on the ground to get his attention and hopefully their point across. “Vil told me to come bring you back, but that’s it. I'm not leaving without you.” They sighed as they watched the sky too, a few clouds floating past the orange sun. “Us dancing together it’s awkward, sure. “But…” They scratched at their sleeves, a bit of glitter shedding from their outfit and into the breeze. “...The idea of only me being on that stage alone…is a thousand, million times worse. Okay? It may be selfish but...I'd feel a lot better if you were with me...”
They sighed blowing their bangs from their face before they joined him to lean on the railing, standing on their tip toes to look down in the lounge below. “And…who else am I gonna complain about the lessons to, talk shit with?” They lifted their chin and looked up at him expectantly, the breeze on their back making them shiver a bit. "I...don't wanna do this alone."
There was a long silence and his shrouded eyes finally found their way back to them, a look of begrudging but imminent defeat.
"Checkmate." He sounded a bit impressed. His frown twisted to a small grin as he let out the longest sigh Yuuta had ever heard. “Fine.” There was a low rumble in his chest as he held back a snicker. “You win, Cottontail. Long as…you can bear to be around me a little longer.” He went to turn but they stopped him, laying a hand on his sleeve and balling the silky fabric in their fingers.
The man’s eyes widened at this sudden action, freezing as if a bird had landed on his shoulder that he didn’t wanna startle off.
Yuuta looked at their feet before continuing, a smile tugging at their lips. “We can…make ‘em wait a few more minutes...if you want.” They blinked up at him a few times, giving him a small shrug before biting their lip.
“Mmhmm.” He stared at them for a few seconds before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. “You got me trapped, anyhow.” He glanced down at their tight grip on his sleeve before simply turning back to the sky. "...Partner."
Through the corner of their gaze they could see Leona's attention drifting back and forth between the almost-sunset and their face, the silence between them not as deafening as before.
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