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AU in which Yuuri still doesn’t remember the banquet, somehow doesn’t blow Japanese Nationals, runs into Victor at the World Championships, and has absolutely no idea why his idol is suddenly friendly and incredibly handsy.
Does Yuuri care about his reasons? No. It’s Victor Effing Nikiforov.
Basically this is an excuse for total fluff.
And porn.And shit-talking with bonus smut. (Edited for accuracy.) Happy birthday, Victor.~~
Victor turned back to him, supernova smile in place once more. “I really, really like you. Promise you’ll still dance with me at the banquet if you take gold this time around.”
Yuuri stared at the man. He looked at their entwined hands—he hadn’t wanted to pull away—and their thighs, pressed together despite there being plenty of room in the backseat of the cab. That scent of Victor’s cologne—just a dab, lightly applied somewhere on his neck—swirled around him. This was too real to be a dream, too physical for him to have imagined it.
“I’m sorry,” Yuuri said slowly. “But…have we talked before?”
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Robert has always been alone, since the day his papa killed his dad, making him lose both his parents all in one night. Since the day he had been forced to take the mantle of Mecha Man at the age of 15, to keep the family legacy going. Force to keep moving, never staying in one place to avoid being kidnapped by his papa who wants him and the Astral Pulse.
But now both the Mecha suit is destroyed and the Astral Pulse is missing. Luckily for Robert, SDN had promise to rebuild it to the best of their abilities in return of him dispatching for a superhero team. Unfortunately, the team he has been assigned to is the Z-Team, ex-villains trying to become heroes. They are also a bunch of assholes who not only make the job much harder than it should be but make it their job to drag him out of his goal of only being Mecha Man and teaching him to be Robert. Especially Sonar, who slowly finds himself wanting to have the brown eye, freckle face hero by his side forever and to teach him that he doesn't need to destroy himself to gain the approval of a dead man who never loved him.
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Ayano Aishi has always lived in a dull, emotionless world—and she liked it that way. Feelings? Overrated. Romance? Absolutely not. Her mother once told her that love would bring meaning to her life, but Ayano was pretty sure her mother also thought that murder solved most problems, so… she took that with a grain of salt.
But then she met him.
In Ayano’s monochrome world, he was the colour. Suddenly, she was feeling things—jealousy, butterflies, full-blown existential crises—and it was awful. Euphoric, but awful. Ayano was determined not to spiral like her mother. She vowed to keep her head down and stay out of trouble. She would be the one to break the twisted cycle of the Aishi bloodline.
And yet, just as she resolved to live a quiet life, she found herself becoming acquainted with people she didn't expect.
Now her life was full of exactly what she dreaded most—chaos, attention and a growing number of people who somehow thought she was interesting.
…Maybe what she needed to feel alive wasn't colour, after all.
Maybe it was light.
TLDR; A story in which Ayano begins to realise that Taro isn't the only fish in the sea.
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Ayato collects harem members like Pokemon
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In the course of one week, Akane had to stop seven rituals from taking place. By Tuesday, she had a fire extinguisher stationed by the Occult room just for that purpose. By Wednesday, the Occult Club room was shut down for the safety of the other students. By Thursday, Akane had implemented a "mace-on-sight" policy if Oka Ruto was ever seen carrying anything other than school books and school supplies. By Friday, she made it a rule to ensure Ruto's textbooks weren't just occult books disguised as normal books, after Ruto decided, for whatever reason, that it was a good idea to summon Aishi's mother.
(Ten girls fall for Ayano Aishi over the course of ten weeks. The Student Council has to deal with the fallout.)

