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voids-voyager · 3 months
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I think you can tell Aoi's connection to Miyu wasn't planned from the start because "I became a public figure in the vain hope a person I was separated from would recognise me and we'd meet again" is such a story staple. Maybe if I get famous enough and duel enough I'll meet that person again. Classic.
Could have had the two dueling as kids. Aoi didn't have any cards because Akira was more focused on getting them food and shelter so Miyu brought her a deck so they could play together. And part of why Aoi kept dueling is because of the happy memories she made with Miyu.
And she'd have a "oh he just like me for real" moment when Yusaku talks about ~aitsu~ during the duel with Akira, remembering Miyu. Playing into her uncertainty for what she's dueling for that she talks about in that scene. And she remembers that before proving herself to her brother it was about reuniting with Miyu.
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ina-bon · 9 months
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Aoi is enjoying some underwater summer time fun with her mermaid girlfriend.
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merryfortune · 1 month
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Propeller Sprout
Title: Propeller Sprout
Ship: Zinniashipping | Aoi/Miyu
Fandom: yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains
Rating: G
Word Count: 1,254
Tags: Fluff, Flirting, Established Relationship
   “So cute…” Miyu mumbled to herself as she scribbled in her notebook.
   Aoi’s ears pricked up whilst she read a novel from the other end of the lounge. She felt Miyu squirm, her toes scrunched up and brushed up against Aoi. It wasn’t a very big lounge. Not when Miyu was sitting in one of end of it and basically laid out over it.
   “What’s cute?” Aoi asked.
   “You are.” Miyu flirted and poked out her tongue.
   Ever easy to fluster, Aoi felt her cheeks turn a rose pink.
   “You are!” Miyu insisted. How could she not as her girlfriend looked even more adorable than she did before?
   “Am not.” Aoi denied, though it was pointless to.
   “Are too.” Miyu continued to banter. “And,” she added, she began to get up, her chest all puffed out as she happily debuted her trump card, “I have proof.”
   “Alright, then, let’s see it.” Aoi replied.
   Exactly what Miyu wanted to hear.
   She really wanted to show Aoi what she was working on.
   Back at her school, Miyu was quite well known through a few of the different faculties over there. In the sports faculty, she was known for being a shark in the water. She was a swift and strong swimmer, the star of the swim club with many accolades conjoined to her name.
   Then in the arts department, she was also known for her talent and craft with a pen and paper. She was quite diverse when it came to what she was able to draw. Everyone in her classes knew that she could draw the cutest little anime characters or the creepiest portraits. Sometimes even both at once. She wasn’t good at non-character related mediums but she would give anything a crack once. Watercolours, acrylics, clay, it didn’t matter. Miyu loved to get creative.
   Though, conversely, she was known through the other departments of the school - like science, language, history, and mathematics, for example - for being an awful student. Flaky and undisciplined, rubbish at logic and recollection but shhh. This isn’t about the grades that Miyu was failing but rather the ones she was good at.
   Like art.
   “Tada.” Miyu said as she sat up, legs tucked under her like an eccentric genius detective from a certain supernatural-mystery anime, and flipped her notebook around so she could show Aoi her latest drawing.
   It was just a sketch. Nothing too serious, pfft. It wasn’t half bad. 
   But Aoi’s jaw dropped as she felt as though she were looking into a black and white photograph of… herself. The portrait was gorgeous, thin lead lines which overlapped here and there but that just added charm to the shading, all to make a somewhat realistic portrait of her: Zaizen Aoi.
   “Wow, Miyu, this is… oh my gosh.” Aoi stammered.
   “Aww, I’m gonna get a big head if you keep that up, ma’am.” Miyu smugly replied, like she wasn’t rolling around in glee on the inside.
   “No, really, thank you, I think its lovely, I hope you’re happy with it.” Aoi replied.
   “Oh, I am.” Miyu said.
   Aoi laughed. There was the lack of humbleness that she had been expecting.
   “Do you know what my favourite part of it is?” Miyu asked. 
   “Er, um…” Aoi erred as she was put on the spot.
   “C’mon, guess. It’s easy, I swear. Anyone could tell, I think.” Miyu egged her on.
   “Alright then.” Aoi replied.
   Miyu made sure she held her notebook steady so Aoi could get an extra good look at the drawing. Her eyes scanned left to right then up and down. She held her breath as she began her assessment.
   Was it her fringe? It looked so fluffy with just the suggestion of linework and some fuzzy shading. Or maybe her cheekbones? Miyu had rubbed out the lines there multiple times to get the curvature right, Aoi could tell from the eraser work but maybe she wasn’t that happy with it if it took multiple tries. It could even be her lips. That would make sense. Miyu had drawn them extra stylistically kissable, Aoi would think anyway but then of course.
   The delight of every artist, surely.
   “My eyes.” Aoi finally guessed.
   Miyu made a buzzer noise then chirped, “Nope. Close though.”
   “I see…” Aoi murmured as her brows furrowed together. She continued to study the portrait.
   Though that made Miyu impatient. She had been totally certain Aoi would guess correctly on the first try. 
   “Aww, come on, it's totally your charm point.” Miyu gave a hint.
   Aoi stared for another three seconds and then her shoulders slumped, “I give up.” she said with a defeatist sigh.
   “Your propeller sprout, duh!” Miyu said.
   “My what?” Aoi snorted quizzically.
   “Your propeller sprout!” Miyu repeated herself to little recognition.
   Aoi’s lack of response continued to be lacklustre. So Miyu sighed and with startling precision, for not being able to see her own drawing, she pointed on the picture of Aoi she had drawn what Aoi’s “propeller sprout” was: the little pokey-outie bit at the back of her hair. The bane of her morning hair care routine.
   “Ohhh…” Aoi said. “I call it my cowlick.”
   “Well it's very cute whatever it is.” Miyu replied snidely.
   Aoi laughed.
   “It is.” Miyu affirmed.
   “It's so annoying though, it never sticks down when I want it to! So many school picture days ruined by it…” Aoi complained.
   Miyu gasped dramatically, “How dare! It’s your charm point, or so says me.” 
   Miyu’s antics continued to make Aoi smile and laugh. A bit harder now to consider it an annoyance now, she supposed. But the point, already well and truly made by now, was still not made enough in Miyu’s eyes as she scooted in closer to her girlfriend, putting away her notebook.
   “It’s so cute and fluffy, see?” Miyu said.
   She reached out and Aoi’s heart skipped a beat. Miyu toyed with the so-called propeller sprout at the back of her head, proving just how fluffy - and bouncy - it was. With just a stroke of her pointer finger, Miyu had it swaying side to side.
  “Okay… it's a little cute.” Aoi grumbled.
   “Told you.” Miyu said.
   But instead of fully retreating her hand, she ran it through the rest of Aoi’s hair. It was soft and, well, fluffy. Her bob-cut slowly growing out, she wanted it to be long again, sort of like when she was a tiny tot again. Miyu smiled as she caressed Aoi’s cheek, though with clumps of Aoi’s hair through her fingers.
   “Are your fingers stuck…?” Aoi asked, embarrassed.
   “Ah, no, just thinking about how, well, all of you is cute. I shouldn’t limit your cuteness to just one charm point.” Miyu replied.
   Aoi’s face went strawberry red. Miyu’s words were so sweet and earnest, it was hard to consider them flirting. She just said whatever she was thinking. She was that kind of person, free and open as a book. 
   “You are so shameless.” Aoi squealed.
   “I can’t help myself.” Miyu giggled.
   Though she did let go of Aoi’s hair and picked up her notebook again. She had some more ideas on how to draw Aoi now. Though, she didn’t retreat into her end of the lounge, instead she changed how she sat and snuggled into Aoi’s side. Aoi let her and placed her arm over Miyu’s neck and shoulders. She could probably read with just one hand so long as she was clever.
   Meanwhile, Miyu began to draw some cartoony takes on Aoi’s physical appearance and her cute propeller sprout.
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wayfinderrinku · 19 days
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sugisaki Miyu/Zaizen Aoi Characters: Zaizen Aoi, Sugisaki Miyu Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Year of the OTP Prompt Event 2023, no beta we die like the ignis, Not Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Links Compliant, Coffee Shops, Valentine's Day, Eggnog, Author Projecting onto characters, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Title is from a k-pop song, more specifically Love Dive by IVE, English translation of the lyrics but still Series: Part 2 of Year of the OTP 2024 Summary:
Aoi and Miyu go out on a day on Valentine’s Day.
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overobsessedfanboy23 · 8 months
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Water’s Gentle Caress
YGO Rarepairs Week Submission
Day 2: Rain, Hurt/Comfort (Started as the first one, ended up being both)
Pairing: Aoi/Miyu/Aqua
Description: Aoi and Aqua help Miyu cope with her fear of thunder.
Word Count: 515
Shutting the door behind them, Aoi heaved a sigh of relief. She and Miyu, with the newly revived Aqua in Miyu’s duel disk, had somehow managed to beat the storm just before it started, taking shelter in their dorm room. Thunder rumbled from outside, making Miyu flinch and squeal in alarm.
“Miyu?” Aqua’s response was immediate: turning to her origin and taking her finger in her tiny hands. “Are you okay?”
Aoi rested her hands on her girlfriend’s shoulders. “Do you want your noise-cancelling headphones?”
Trembling, Miyu took Aoi’s hands and nodded. “Y-yes, please.”
Aoi instantly went to their bedroom, spotting the headphones in their usual spot on the dresser. She headed back to the living room. Miyu was on the couch, her legs pulled into her chest as Aqua stroked her trembling hands. Aoi slid in beside her and placed the headphones on. Miyu’s trembling slowed. Shifting closer, she pressed her cheek against Aoi’s shoulder.
“Thank you, Aoi,” her voice was small.
Aoi nodded, knowing Miyu couldn’t hear her: the only sound she could hear now was the soothing music Aoi had put on for her in the headphones.
“Is she okay?” Aqua asked, turning to Aoi.
She nodded. “She is now.”
Aoi wrapped an arm around Miyu’s shoulder as her gaze shifted to the window. Rain was pouring now. It thumped against the glass and slid down the window in small drops as the occasional bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Miyu's eyes remained closed, relaxing little by little as she leaned on Aoi.
“Is it the loud noise of the thunder causing her this distress?” Aqua’s voice was small as she held Miyu’s finger.
“The sight of lightning or thunder reminds her of the Lost Incident,” Aoi explained in a low voice.
“O-oh… So… this helps her? Wearing headphones and closing her eyes?”
Aoi nodded.
Aqua brushed her cheek against the back of Miyu’s hand, wrapping her arms around more of her Origin’s fingers.
“I still sense so much distress within her. May I… use my powers to ease her mind?”
Aoi blinked. “Your powers can do that?”
Aqua nodded, meeting Aoi’s gaze with tiny pink eyes. “I can have a slight influence on human emotions if I focus hard enough. I promise I won’t do anything more than relax her.”
“Okay…”
It sounded a bit strange but Aoi saw no reason to distrust the Ignis she’d once fought alongside. Aoi slid her hand onto Aqua’s head. The Water Ignis leaned further into the touch, as she suddenly emitted a small light blue glow: her powers beginning to take effect. The glow swirled like water from Aqua’s body and up Miyu’s arm.
The last of the tension in Miyu’s body washed away with a sigh and she fully leaned into Aoi, her breaths now deep and steady. Aqua pressed her face against Miyu’s finger, as though giving her a kiss. Then released her origin’s finger. Aoi smiled.
“Well…” Aoi stroked the top of Aqua’s head, as though petting a cat. “Whatever you did, it worked.”
Aqua hummed softly at the touch.
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taloyo · 2 years
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I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU'D SHARED THE BINGO ON HERE Okay, rapidfire: - Firestormshipping - Safeshipping - Darkfireshipping - Zinniashipping And a random one for a gaff: - Bulletstormshipping
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I don't know how you did it but you managed to mostly pick ones I don't actually like
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rebdvision · 3 years
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tiredgaytrashpanda · 2 years
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Aoi: It's too dark, I can't see.
Miyu: Don't worry babe, I got this.
Miyu: *stomps foot*
Miyu: *sketchers light up*
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socksta · 3 years
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Femslash February day 5 - wave
Found
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Conversation
Aoi: [exists]
Miyu: This means nothing. I’m twelve, I’m sure these feelings will fade
[Thirty years later]
Miyu: Any day now
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xxxcrimsondreamsxxx · 2 years
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Miyu: everyone must say a cute thing about your partner.
Miyu: Aoi's eyes
Aoi: Miyu's smile
Takeru: Yusaku's sleepy face
Yusaku: Takeru's cock
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ina-bon · 3 years
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Vrains Month
Day 21 - Memories
@vrainsmonth
My favorite moments from Vrains are the days when Yusaku met Ryoken and when Aoi met Miyu. Who knew that a chance meeting between these characters would have such a huge impact on their lives.
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merryfortune · 10 months
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The Barbieheimer Solution
Written for Year of the OTP - July
Prompts: Vacation Together | Power Swap | Enemies to Friends Lovers | “What are you doing here?” | Stars | Coffee Shop AU
Title: The Barbieheimer Solution
Ship 1: Respectfulshipping | Ryoken/Spectre
Ship 2: Zinniashipping | Aoi/Miyu
Ship 3: Crystalheartshipping | Aqua/Earth
Ship 4: Aiballshipping | Ai/Yusaku
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains
Rating: T
Word Count: 3,719
Tags: Post-Canon, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Triple Date, Fluff, Forgiveness, Fandom Allusions
   “What are you doing here?”
   The flat affect was supremely annoyed and accompanied by hackles raising and brows furrowing. Aoi had her hands on her hip whilst Miyu scurried closer, clutching onto her girlfriend’s arms and it took Ryoken quite a fair bit not to mirror that onto himself and Spectre, who had been the one to receive such a scathing question from Aoi.
   “What? I’m not allowed to go to the cinemas?” Spectre asked, irate.
   “I, um, think we’re all here for the same reason.” Miyu whispered. “A date.”
   “To see the new Blue Angel anime movie?” Aoi exclaimed.
   “Yes.” Spectre said.
   “Why?” Aoi replied.
   “Because I like Blue Angel as well?” Spectre confusedly replied. As he did so, he raised his hand to his chest, his Duel Disc glinted underneath the cuff of his sleeve. An action he did not realise would be, in what the show business calls, foreshadowing.
   Ryoken sighed, “Come on, let’s just go find our seats.” He already was here to be nice. He would have much preferred to go to the movie in the next cinema room over, which was promising helicopter crashes and guns and explosions, but Spectre so very rarely requested to see movies, he was more than happy for it to be Spectre’s choice. 
   It was just a shame that in order to get to their seats, there first had to be a debacle. And there always had to be a debacle first which was what made taking Spectre out in public so difficult at all.
   He and Ryoken had been going one way, coming from the snack bar and ticket kiosk, and they - Sugisaki Miyu and Zaizen Aoi - had been coming from another direction: the photo booth set up, all giggly and smiley… Up until Aoi had spied Spectre from across the room which was quite an achievement. Albeit for all the wrong reasons.
   “Don’t you think it's a little strange for a cyber terrorist such as yourself to be going on dates?” Aoi asked. “Isn’t there a warrant out for your arrest or something?”
   “Not anymore thanks to the kind generosity of your brother, now, let’s all go. I’d hate to miss the adverts.” Ryoken said and he was trying so hard, so gallantly, so heroically, to move them all along but it just wasn’t working.
   Spectre was rooted to the comically coloured and garishly designed navy and rainbow carpets. As was Aoi, Miyu discovered when she graciously tried to take the hint and hurry on her own girlfriend per Ryoken’s lead.
   Aoi was still unhappy with the reply. Understandable. There was still bad blood between her and Spectre. Though it was understandable to anyone but Spectre, it seemed. Spectre continued to frown. Aoi continued to stare him down.
   “I also just find it incredibly strange,” she said, practically snarling by now, which did not suit her, Miyu would like to remark, as she was too cute to snarl underneath her fluffy brunette bob, “that you consider yourself a Blue Angel fan after what you did to her book?” 
   Aoi continued to fume and as she did so, she inadvertently mimicked Spectre’s own gesture of moving her arm so that the Duel Disc underneath her sleeve glinted. Two for two now, and per the show business rules of storytelling, that meant something was bound to happen or else it would be for naught and be wasted space in the script.
   “You’re still on that?” Spectre huffed. “That happened months ago. Move on, Blue Angel.”
   “Yes, I am. It was salt in the wound, you coward.” Aoi spat and she sharply wrung out her hand.
   Causing poor Aqua inside to have quite the experience of a tilter-whirl.
   “Whoa, Aoi, not so rough, please…” Aqua piped up.
   Her little voice was fragile as her eyes spun. She had to hold onto the rim of Aoi’s Duel Disc for leverage lest she get motion sick. For a blue creature, she looked almost green but her sudden appearance caused more commotion than she intended.
   Aoi and Miyu exchanged a look. As did Ryoken and Spectre. Then Earth popped out of Spectre’s Duel Disc, enchanted by the fact that he had heard Aqua’s voice. He looked quite happy, large hands over the edge of Spectre’s Duel Disc, all but grinning as he greeted Aqua from across the way. It was quite the ravine for two Ignis, not so much for Aoi and Spectre.
   “Aqua, it is good to see you. I did not realise that you would be coming.” Earth said, bright and chatty.
   “I didn’t realise you would be coming either.” Aqua replied, her eyes squinted in an Ignis smile.
   Ryoken stiffly turned his head to Spectre, he hissed through gritted teeth, “You didn’t tell me that he was coming.”
   “What was I meant to do?” Spectre asked in a small, embarrassed voice. He awkwardly held out his hand so the two Ignis could continue to chatter; a gesture mirrored by Aoi.
   And mirrored again with Miyu.
   The two girls huddled together much in the same way that Spectre and Ryoken were.
   “So, um, why is my Ignis in your Duel Disc, honey?” Miyu asked. “I know we share her but I thought she was at home.”
   “Miyu, sweetie, I also thought she was home.” Aoi replied.
   Aqua pouted, “Stop talking to me like I’m not here. How could I not be interested in seeing the movie based on the book which helped kindle you two’s most precious friendship. I apologise for not making myself known sooner but the bus was so crowded and-”
   “Aw, Aqua, if that was the case why didn’t you say so sooner, we would’ve loved to have brought you along.” Miyu laughed it off.
   The same could not be said about how Ryoken felt about Earth.
   The way that Ryoken felt about Earth. It was tolerable at best. It was mostly out of sheer stubbornness, of course. Ryoken had spent the better part of a decade seeking the total elimination of all the Ignis and the weakest parts of six months being jealous that he hadn’t been good enough to be his Father’s prized experiment period. So there was a lot happening there.
   But Earth had a good heart, bigger than his already big body. He got along with Spectre. And that was the main thing. Even if it did ruffle Ryoken’s feathers, disgruntle him, and otherwise find ways to annoy him but it was to be expected. For all intents and purposes, Earth was Spectre’s purse chihuahua and wherever he went, Earth had to come along.
   Even to dates at the movie where they were seeing the brand spanking new Blue Angel movie.
   Ryoken glanced at Aoi and Miyu. Their own conference appeared to be over. Aqua had a much better life with them than Earth did with him and Spectre. Ryoken sighed.
   “Let’s just get into the queue.” Ryoken said, sounding utterly defeated.
   “Oh, um, bye, Earth, see you later.” Aqua piped up before zipping back into the hidden depths of Aoi’s Duel Disc.
   Earth nodded his head and did the same. Spectre recanted his posture and appeared to be trying to un-dishevel himself from being gatekept by the canon Blue Angel URL holder between him and Aoi.
   “Yeah, we need to get our print off tickets. They still only take paper here. So, like, totally mediaeval.” Miyu said and she tugged on the sleeve of Aoi’s pastel blue cardigan to distract her.
   Aoi replied with a delicate and immutable grunt to acknowledge Miyu but her eyes were still on the prize of getting back at Spectre for, well, everything he had done to her. Nonetheless, it was a whole lot more different in the meat-space than the digital one. And so, the tension between Aoi and Spectre began to diffuse as Miyu very helpfully suggested that she and Aoi go to get the print-offs of their own pre-ordered tickets. Miyu dragged Aoi off and Ryoken did the same.
   They meshed into the crowd which was a queue. Ryoken stood around, listening to Spectre catch him up on the lore of the Blue Angel movie. Seemingly unaware of how yearningly Ryoken was looking at the rival debut movie’s posters at the far side of the theatre.
   The Five Dragons movie was easily Ryoken’s first choice. 
   That would have been a fantastic date, in Ryoken’s opinion. It promised everything and more from humanity over the edge of anti-Synchro domination, the apolcaplypse and all it brought. Thrills and spills, a story of fictionalised survival. It was like a bomb going off. That would have gotten all of Ryoken’s rocks off in the back of the theatre with Spectre.
   If he hadn’t brought Earth and hadn’t been such an anime aficionado. Still, Blue Angel was fine. Ryoken had read the books too since they were favourites of Spectre’s and did have a fond recollection of it. He probably would have enjoyed it were it not for the unexpected date crasher in the form of the orange and brown Earth Ignis. That could have been a good, nay, even great movie date.
   But then again so was going anywhere without Earth. 
   That was going to put yet another cramp on Ryoken’s plans to try and canoodle at the back of the cinema. He was fairly certain that Spectre would be too enraptured by the movie to even notice that Ryoken was trying to put the moves on him in the dark, the old hand over the shoulder manoeuvre, some kissing from the side. Trying to do that in sort of public would be difficult enough with Earth around and then again after that incredibly awkward encounter with Aoi, Miyu, and Aqua, too, Ryoken guessed.
   Still, there were over a hundred available seats in the specific theatre playing Blue Angel. There were a dozen other movies playing at the same time and then similar crowds for the others. It totally showed in the crowds, so Ryoken and Spectre weren’t too worried about bumping into the girls again.
   Though, that might have dampened Earth’s spirits. He would have liked to have spent more time with Aqua but oh well. He didn’t exactly have a say in that given who his Origin and his Origin’s boyfriend were.
   And so, despite the abrasion between the two sets of Blue Angel movie-goers, the queue did get shuffled so they thankfully ended up away from one another for its entire duration. The conversations moved on and the mood lightened again for both Ryoken and Spectre. The attendant hardly blinked twice as they tried to get everyone sorted and rounded up. This way madam, that way, sir. Every ticket barely sighted before it was stamped.
   It was just a shame that despite the distance put between them.
   They still ended up next to one another.
   “What are you doing here?” Aoi asked as she shimmied past the knees of other people from one direction, the left, as she encroached on Spectre who was barging past from the right.
   “Trying to watch a damn movie in peace if it would please you.” Spectre hissed.
   “Do you want to swap?” both Miyu and Ryoken piped up from over their respective partner’s shoulder buuuuuut…
   Aqua and Earth.
   Puppy dog eyes did not begin to describe how their expressions glittered and glimmered. There was no changing the arrangements of their pre-ordered seats now. So, entirely begrudgingly, Aoi and Spectre sat down next to one another inside the theatre. The lights of which began to barely dim as they rested their hands close to one another. Too close for their comfort, personally, but it was for Aqua and Earth’s sake. 
   It seemed a single date had become a double date which had become a triple date.
   Suddenly a movie with a runtime of just under two hours may as well as be slated for all eternity because neither Aoi or Spectre were looking forward to sitting next to one another as they watched. Miyu and Ryoken, however, were perfectly comfortable. Miyu kicked her feet up, Ryoken meanwhile had his hand in his extra large bucket of popcorn. Then, of course, Aqua and Earth were having the times of their lives, quaking in joy as they got all caught up from one anothers’ absence and were generally excited to be included in the human activity of movie watching.
   The lights continued to dim more and then whoosh. Bam, bang, the theatre opening flashed on the screen as it rolled down the wall and the adverts were cued. Thank goodness. The sweet oblivion of sugary saccharine anime couldn’t have come sooner.
   But first a word from our sponsors.
   Ryoken was very genuinely enthralled by the local business adverts whereas Miyu was just waiting for it to be over and done with. Aqua and Earth’s chatter had culled as Aoi and Spectre began to, well, it was obvious that out of everyone here. They were the ones who wanted to be here the most.
   Close proximity to a sworn enemy notwithstanding.
   From the sides, Miyu and Ryoken curiously observed how Aoi and Spectre’s reactions bizarrely synchronised as finally - fucking finally - the movie started. Their eyes lit up, their chests rose and fell with breaths taken and exhaled in perfect harmony to every dramatic beat in the movie. From the very first title plate credit screen.
   Both were over the moon to see their favourite fictional character from a children’s picture book be turned into a rated PG family blockbuster.
   And what a movie it was.
   As far as Aoi and Spectre were concerned, it had everything. It had stunning, elaborate visuals and eloquently executed themes of friendship, loneliness, and redemption. It had everything: drama, action, a dash of comedy, and completely sated the child in their hearts as they watched, not even blinking lest they miss a second of what was fast becoming their favourite movie period. Easily blowing out the lesser, previous iterations of the Blue Angel canon. 
   Especially and most importantly the abominable live-action movie, both of which had the independent opinion that it should not be mentioned. A total blemish on the record but this? This was complete and total excellency of the media franchise.
   Aqua and Earth were enjoying themselves. There were plenty of scenes which brought them to tears but they were experiencing the magic of cinema for the very first time with very little lived frame of reference so their perspective may not be accurate. Still, they were holding hands from across the frames of the Duel Disc holders and having a wonderful time together.
   Meanwhile Miyu and Ryoken found it to be, well, just a movie. A very pretty and well put together movie but still just a kid’s movie. It wasn’t bad but it wasn’t the mindblowing gem that Aoi and Spectre were seeing it as.
   They were both changed people after. Quite literally.
   Not even Aqua and Earth could compare to just how swimmingly Aoi and Spectre were getting along after coming out of the cinema. Of which, they had insisted on staying until the very last credit rolled so they could watch the bonus shorts that followed.
   They were the last four to leave the cinema which had mostly been filled with girls under the age of twelve accompanied by parents or other chaperones. They weren’t even moving fast, to the cinema staff’s annoyance as they tried to clean up the mess whilst Aoi and Spectre quickly found themselves engaged in a duel.
   A battle of the wits. Who could out fan the other but whilst it had begun competitively, no doubt spurred on by Aoi’s dislike of Spectre, it was not staying that way. They were quizzing each other on anything, turning everything into a longform written answer. 
   It was giving Ryoken and Miyu quite the headache as they tossed out their empty snack packets.
   “What was your favourite scene?” Aoi asked.
   “The enormity of Blue Angel’s loneliness at the start. The scene composition with her over the lake was beautiful and the colour-grading in well blue was perfectly legible. Something which other movies cannot say in this day and age.” he replied. “You?”
   “When she met Peach Angel for the first time.” Aoi replied. “Their meet-cute was adorable.”
   “I liked it when she finally got to punch the bad guy in the face.” Ryoken piped up.
   “And I loved the dance party ending!” Miyu squealed to Aoi’s laughter.
   “How could I choose? Every leg of her journey was gripping. I think I understand humans better.” Earth added on, holding tight as Spectre was excitedly swinging his hand.
   “Don’t learn from fiction, Ignis.” Ryoken roused.
   “What about you, Aqua?” Miyu asked.
   “Oh, um, it was all very good. I liked it quite a bit but nothing springs to mind straight away as it was all very consistently high quality.” Aqua diplomatically said. “Although, I was very touched by the two main girls’ friendship, it very much reminded me of you and Aoi.”
   “Aww…” both Aoi and Miyu cooed, whilst Ryoken’s skin crawled.
   Spectre, meanwhile, nodded his head sagely. He had two cents to give about their heart-warming friendship also.
   And so, The chatter continued to disperse in ripples throughout but it was very obvious who the dominant voices in the conversation were. The two who were usually anything but being reserved and introverted…
    As a crowd of four - six with the sort of hidden Ignises who were happily chatting in hiding - they were quite bustling as they came down the corridor and into the light of the cinema’s main foyer. Aoi and Spectre, walking shoulder to shoulder, ecstatically gushing to one another regarding the minutiae of the movie they had just watched. They were flanked either side by their respective partners who were not quite so enthused.
   The Blue Angel movie was fine. Just not either Miyu or Ryoken’s things. Miyu had moved onto other fandoms, though she did enjoy it quite a bit nostalgically, especially as she got to go see it with Miyu. And, meanwhile, Ryoken was still lusting to see a movie where things got blown up as his tastes were completely opposite to Spectre’s. However, to Aoi Spectre, it was a masterpiece. Nothing less than a spectacular godsend to animation, acting, and storytelling. It was just nice to see those two in particular get along. Bad blood no more, it seemed. 
   “When Blue Angel sacrificed herself for her friends, I was so very touched. The music in that scene was absolutely moving.” Spectre practically bawled.
   “I know, I know, and in Peach Angel’s arms, too, no less? I know it's not intended to be lesbian representation but it was so very gratifying.” Aoi agreed.
   Spectre sagely nodded his head, “The subtext there is hardly subtext, I think it would be a disservice to interpret their relationship as strictly platonic.”
   His reply was both courteous and measured, surprising Aoi. Then again, Spectre’s other analysis thus far had been completely perfect. He was right. The music in that particular scene was heartbreakingly perfect. And so, they continued to do the unbelievable: get along and get along tremendously, famously, even.
   To the absolute morbid fascination of their respective boyfriend and girlfriend whom they had basically left in the dust as they were so busy reliving every second of the movie they had just watched together.
   It appeared that Blue Angel could mend any relationship and bring together any opposites. Not just her fellow angels from across the colour spectrum. It would be impressive if it wasn’t quite so bizarre to see Aoi and Spectre get along so miraculously despite their history and how it even intersected with their love of the same fictional character.
   “Oh, hey, is that Ai and Yusaku?” Miyu asked, turning her head to gawk as they walked in one direction and sure enough.
   A very conspicuous couple of one dressed in a hoodie and the other dressed in vampire cosplay was going the other way. Miyu waved them down and SOLtiS Ai very happily waved at her back.
   With those two now flagged down, Ryoken huffed and folded his arms. He watched as they came closer, Ai practically prancing as Yusaku followed after, sucking down a soft drink of the medium size variety.
   “Whoa, now there’s an unlikely duo, since when did they get along?” Ai asked.
   “We just got out of the Blue Angel Movie showing.” Ryoken tiredly explained. Though, it could be his ear that Spectre was talking off right now so he was somewhat glad that it wasn’t.
   “Are you guys headed there next?” Miyu asked. “Because it was pretty good.”
   “Clearly.” Yusaku agreed. “But nah, we’re going to see the Five Dragons movie.”
   “That’s the one I wanted to catch but it was Spectre’s turn to pick.” Ryoken shrugged. He glanced over his shoulder, “Oi, you two.”
   Aoi and Spectre turned around. Both immediately startled as they were so off in a world of their own. It was honestly kind of scary. Maybe it was better if they weren’t friends.
   “Do you guys want to watch the Five Dragons movie next?” Ryoken asked.
   “What? Why? I could not be more clearly on a date with Ai right now.” Yusaku complained.
   Ryoken turned his head again and glared daggers, even Miyu looked tired, “If our dates had to get bigger, so did yours.” he said. In a clearly, overtly threatening and menacing way.
   “Also Aqua and Earth are here too.” Miyu added, sweetening the pot, surprisingly. At least for Ai, anyway.
   Ai bounced on his heel as he clutched at Yusaku’s shoulder, excited and affectionate, “It could be fun to have everyone tag along.”
   “Fine but I’m only paying for you and me still.” Yusaku said.
   “That’s fine, I’ll treat everyone else.” Ryoken smirked.
   “Fuck you.” Yusaku groaned.
   Ryoken, meanwhile, was just pleased that the expression of misery loving company couldn’t be truer. This was just the perfect solution to his movie going woes. But it truly was the more the merrier. The group getting bigger and bigger, noisier too as they re-entered the line, more or less by two by two given who was on the original solo date with who, to grab more tickets to another movie sure to be a blockbuster.
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wayfinderrinku · 4 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sugisaki Miyu/Zaizen Aoi Characters: Sugisaki Miyu, Zaizen Aoi Additional Tags: Post-Canon, like a couple months post canon, Year of the OTP Prompt Event 2023, Canon Compliant, Author Is Sleep Deprived, me struggling to write them, also me we need more f/f Yugioh fics, Snow, this is a birthday gift to myself, also probably terrible but I tried, first fic of 2024, no beta we die like the ignis, Not Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Links Compliant, using sub names and not dub names, which I don’t think is actually a surprise, but like Aoi is called Aoi and not skye so Series: Part 1 of Year of the OTP 2024 Summary:
Aoi and Miyu meet up in the snow
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toxikkusuta · 4 years
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💧 Aoi & Miyu 💧
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