Post-show Blues(Sakuya X Reader)

Post-show Blues(Sakuya x reader)

Summary/preview: “Sakuya here! You have post show depression? Hey, it’s okay, I can help. Would you mind coming into my arms for a sec?” Enjoy a fluffy oneshot I wrote because my show ended and now I’m sad!

Notes/tags: Sakuya Sakuma/reader, Actor!Reader, GN!reader, fluff, comfort, oneshot, Drabble, can be interpreted as platonic or romantic you choose

You shuffled to the door of Sakuya and Citron’s room, coming to a halt as you knocked on the door. It was nearly 2 am, and your head hung low, the nervousness you felt spiking when you saw the doorknob turn as Sakuya poked his head out.

“Oh, hey, what are you doing here?” He asked, fully opening the door for you.

“I, uh, couldn’t sleep.” You simply stated, faking a sheepish smile.

You were an actor, after all.

The truth was actually a lot sillier than the fact that you couldn’t sleep. The run of the show you were in had finally ended, and it was beginning to feel as if your life had lost some of its meaning.

Sakuya smiled at your false reasoning, happy that, from his perspective, at least, you were doing okay.

“Well, if that’s the case, you’re always welcome here, no matter what. Citron’s actually out tonight, so it’ll just be the two of us if that’s okay.”

“That’s perfect, actually.” You replied, still keeping your smile plastered on your face.

Sakuya led you into the room, shutting the door behind you as he turned on a small lamp. He then climbed up the ladder to his bed, gesturing for you to do the same.

You went up, slightly worried about the weight limit, but it seemed like it didn’t matter to Sakuya.

Laying down next to him, your faces within close proximity, you couldn’t help but blush. If you leaned in any further… now wasn’t really the time for that.

“So”, Sakuya started, a low tone to his voice, “do you mind telling me what happened? Other than not being able to sleep, of course.”

His smile was warm and welcoming, ready to accept anything, no matter how odd. Your eyes filled with tears once more, nervous to say anything.

“Nothing, just bad sleeping habits is all.”

“Are you sure? I can see your tears, so something must be wrong.” Your eyes widened, and you were suddenly hyper aware of what your face looked like.

You blinked, allowing the tears to fall.

“Dammit…” you muttered. Sakuya held your face, gently swiping his thumb across your cheek to wipe the single tear away.

“Will you please tell me what’s wrong? I’m not going to say anything to anyone else about this.” He whispered, trying to reassure you.

You took a deep inhale, then sighed out, remembering the reason you came to him out of everyone else in the company.

If anyone would understand it would be him…

You mustered up some courage, then finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

“It’s just some post-show depression. It’s nothing, really, but it’s still hard for me. I’m gonna miss doing this production.” Sakuya’s eyes widened, then softened with understanding before pulling you closer to his chest.

“I know the feeling. It’s always hard to lose what took over your life for a long time, and most of the time, you never get to see the cast again. It’s hard, I know, but that’s what makes Mankai so special. You still get to have these people near you, and even without Mankai, you’ll probably stay in touch with your cast. I used to get really bad post show depression, but since I came here, it’s never been as hard as it used to be. I’m not going to tell you to just get over it, nor am I saying your feelings aren’t irrelevant or not valid. I just want to give you some exciting hope for the future with us, and I hope you’ll stay for years to come.”

The more he talked, the more reassured you felt, and the more tears began to flow.

You cried and cried, snuggling deep into Sakuya’s shoulder as he rubbed your back and whispered kind words into your ear.

Who knew that simple things such as “I’m proud of you” and “You did great, now you can rest until the next one” could make you feel so happy and warm?

Sakuya shifted onto his back, gently readjusting your body so he could hold you on top of his chest.

You found yourself finally drowsy after a good cry, and you snuggled into his hold accordingly. He tightened his grip on you, giving you a reassuring squeeze before planting his lips onto your forehead.

The kiss lingered for a moment, allowing you to both drink in the comfort and tenderness the moment held. Sakuya finally released his lips, beginning to toy with your hair.

“Good night”, he whispered, “I’ll see you on stage soon.”

Request from @shadowlightstorm: Can I request Chikage almost losing the reader, with romance and a first kiss?

This fic was a MONSTER to finish because my brain wanted to go really ham on it. Due to that, it ended up being much more intense than I anticipated, but I hope you enjoy!!

Request rules

TW/CW: Guns, depictions of violence, strong language, scenes of peril

“Are you sure he’s alright?” Sakuya asked nervously.

“Chillax, Sakusaku! Chikachon tends to come home late a lot, it’s kinda his thing!” Kazunari exclaimed, trying to calm him.

“But MIDNIGHT?! I’d think he’d be done with work by now.” Banri piped up.

The dorms were in chaos. This was the fifth night in a row that Chikage had come home late from work. Sure, it was a common occurrence, especially given that he seemed to live a double life, but after “the incident” it had dwindled.

If that was the case, then why was he staying out now?

Itaru had come home hours ago, simply stating that Chikage had to work overtime, but last time you checked, overtime didn’t go this late, nor was it this frequent.

“If everybody could just calm down for a sec, we could actually figure this out.” You loudly proclaimed in an attempt to quiet the constant chatter.

“Well, what do you want us to do?” Banri asked, sneering.

“I don’t know, send a search party or something?” You suggested nervously.

“What would that do? I’m sure he doesn’t want to be bothered with whatever he’s doing.” Sakyo complained.

“Well, I don’t know, he could be in danger!” You exclaimed.

“Knowing Chikage, I think he can handle whatever he’s dealing with.” Sakyo rebutted.

You sighed, already over this conversation.

“Fine. I’ll call him, and if he doesn’t pick up, I’ll go searching for him.”

“If you go out, I’ll come too.” Masumi added desperately.

“Absolutely not.” Tsuzuru butt in, grabbing Masumi’s shoulders to steer him away from you.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket, selected Chikage’s contact, and called him up.

One ring. Nothing, as expected.

Two rings. Nothing, once more.

Three rings. Chikage, please…

Four.

Five. “The number you called is curren-“ you hung up.

“Well, that’s that, I’m going.”

“Fine,” Sakyo sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He then gripped your shoulders forcefully, making sure your eyes met.

“Please be careful. I don’t want this company being put in jeopardy because our director got kidnapped or something.”

You faked a carefree smile.

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry! And even if I do get kidnapped, I know things will probably turn out okay. I mean, it’s happened before, right?”

No matter how jokingly you said those things, you felt that trauma flash back at you. No matter how much you tried not to worry, you felt yourself shake.

But now wasn’t the time for that, you thought as you stood up from the clutch to go to the door and bid the company farewell for a bit. You grabbed your bag, stuffed your essentials into it, then said goodbye to everyone.

The streets of Veludo always felt different at night. They were empty, with no street acts, and everybody was either watching or barely leaving a performance. Due to that, the city stayed relatively crime-free.

Relatively. You know, given the fact that you’d encountered shady characters in the past.

Either way, your search for Chikage had been fruitless. It may have been easier if you’d known any of his coworkers or if he picked up his phone, but even so, there was always the possibility of some trickery afoot.

Given that this was Chikage, those chances were raised.

Suddenly, you saw a swatch of green pass by you.

You turned around, hoping to find your missing member, only to see nothing but a dark alleyway behind you. Peeking in, there was a glint of light that shone, reflecting more green and a tall figure.

You gasped.

Fucking FINALLY.

You wanted to shout his name, to come closer, but you were stopped when you made out how vigorously he was moving.

That can’t be good.

From the little light you had, you noticed another figure with him.

There were no discernible features, all you could see was their black hood. That, and that they too were jumping and throwing punches.

Your eyes shot open, and you quickly attempted to maneuver to press your back against the front of the building that flanked the alleyway.

Unfortunately, the figure saw you before you managed to get away. You felt them yank your wrist, gripping it so tightly that your skin paled, pulling you into their fight.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

“Chikag-“ you were cut off by their hand clamping over your mouth.

In the faint light, you could see Chikage’s face shift from determination to horror in a matter of seconds.

“Director, what the fuck are you doing here?” He asked, worry and disdain filling his voice.

Your response only came out as muffled screams.

“Ah, a director, huh? How strange. Someone who’s apparently above you can’t fight for themself?”

As an attempt of get the figure to holding you hostage to shut up, you spat on his hand.

Sadly, that only made the situation worse.

“What is wrong with you, you little slut?!” He screeched, taking their hand from your mouth to wipe it on their pants, “That’s it, you really asked for this, didn’t you?” With that, they pulled out a gun, holding it to your head.

You felt your blood run cold.

“Struggle, and you get shot. Got it?”

Chikage could only watch in terror as you silently pleaded for your life, not trying to provoke your captor. His eyes darted around the scene, trying to find a way to escape with both of you safe.

The figure sneered.

“Come on, aren’t you gonna save them? Don’t you LOVE them?! If that’s the case, why don’t you go on and do it?!!”

That was the final straw.

In a split second, the enemy was disarmed, your wrists were free, and you were held by a very angry Chikage with a gun pointed towards a man’s head.

“Now, how about we make a new deal, hm? Either you keep quiet about this and nothing happens, you make a scene and we turn you in to the police, or you try anything funny and you get shot. So, how about it?”

Chikage’s eyes were filled with manic, a deranged smirk on his face.

Now it was time for the enemy to panic as they realized what kind of person they had provoked. They slowly raised their hands up, shakily nodding as Chikage slowly lowered the gun. He gave them a pleasant smile, though given the situation it still seemed insane.

“Good, that’s what I thought. I’ll be keeping this, and you can feel free to run along now.”

They nodded once more, making a run for it.

Once they were gone, the shock and panic caught up to you, and your tears flooded out as you crumpled to the ground. Chikage casually threw the gun to the side, then knelt down to tend to you.

“How many times has I told you not to do anything when I come home late?” He scolded, only to be met with blubbering. He sighed, gingerly placing a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry. Are you okay? Any wounds that need to be tended to?”

You nodded.

“I’ll take that as a yes to both. Here, give me your wrists.”

You showed them to him. They still had marks from where you were gripped so tightly.

“Oh, that doesn’t look good. There’s not much we can do about it now. Is there anything else that needs care?”

You shook you head.

“Can you stand?”

A nod.

“Do you want help getting up?”

A hesitation, then another nod.

“Okay.”

Chikage stood up from where he was kneeling, then offered his arm for you to use to boost yourself up.

“There we go. Let’s get out of here, shall we? I haven’t had dinner yet, so do you wanna grab curry and head home?”

You nodded.

“Let’s go, then.”

With that, Chikage escorted you down the street to your shared favorite curry restaurant. You both sat down, ordered your usual meals, then were left in silence.

“It’s been a few minutes, are you doing any better?” He asked.

“A little.” You meekly replied.

“Oh, you’re comfortable talking now, that’s an improvement.”

“Yeah.”

“Listen,” Chikage’s voice became soft, “I’m sorry you had to get caught up in that. This is why I tell you not to panic when I come home late. What did you think you were doing?”

“I’m sorry, we were all worried and-“

“Never mind. We’re all family now, right? I should’ve known you’d worry.” His expression softened, a rare sight for him.

You sat in a slightly awkward silence for a few moments before you remembered something.

“Oh, I should probably LIME the company group chat, they should know what’s going on.”

“Don’t tell them what happened,” he pleaded, “just say that we’re safe and we’re getting dinner. They don’t need to be more concerned than they already are.”

You gave him a weak smile.

“You’ve gone soft, Chika.”

“I’m not gonna deny that one.” He replied, sighing as as genuine smile crept its way onto his face.

Once the dm was sent, your food arrived.

Halfway through the meal, and with you fully calm, a question popped into your mind.

“Chika?”

“Hm?”

“Do you mind explaining why you were fist fighting someone in an alleyway in the first place?”

You saw his expression fall for a moment, but he tried to remain collected.

“Let’s just say my organization got a little tangled with another’s.”

“Will you ever tell us what it is you even do in that organization of yours?”

“Nope.” He replied with a wink and a sly smile as he returned to eating.

When the check came, you quickly pulled out your wallet when Chikage stopped you, quickly giving the waiter his card.

“For the inconvenience” he had claimed.

Leaving the restaurant to head home, there was still one last question in the back of your mind.

“Chika?”

“What now?”

“Was it true?”

“Was what true?”

“What they said back there. Did you save me because you loved me?”

He stopped walking, his expression becoming stone.

“…yes.” His voice was the tiniest bit above a whisper, just barely audible.

“Wha-“ Without warning, you were cut off for the last time that night by his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss. It lasted for a bit, with Chikage pulling you in by your waist as your arms found their way around his neck to push up some of his hair. He put all of his love into it, allowing you to see how much he’s been hiding.

The kiss left you breathless as you pulled apart.

“Yes, its true. I love you.” he whispered, his thumb stroking the bottom of your chin. “And I always will.”

You had no words to reply to him with, still caught up in trying to decipher what just happened.

“Well,” he interrupted your thoughts, “shall we head home?” He held his hand out, prompting you to take it,

You did, and were surprised by how well they fit together.

Needless to say, you were silent the whole way home after the wildest night of your life.

ideal tenma and juza dynamic for me is tenma trying to befriend juza and juza being awkward abt it until tenma is like oh nooooo. this is bc I’m famous… im Not Normal… ig someone like juza probably thinks I’m pompous and annoying…. and when they actually talk abt it juza reveals that he thinks tenma is far too nice a person to be friends with him and tenma is just like. me. too nice? too nice??? THATS YOU!!! and then they end up being the kind of friends that are like really supportive of each other?

idk. i feel like in some ways both juza and tenma struggle with like self-image and like ideal selves / masculinity—juza with his love of sweets and his hatred of his “image” as a scary guy, yet also thinking it’s better to conform to that bc why try otherwise…. tenma with his self-perception of himself as a movie star but like also someone who until recently was friendless and without tact and didn’t really have any close personal relationships and felt so insecure about his improv acting that he went and joined mankai. he’s definitely got a perfectionist streak too (and I do imagine like, his fright concerning ghosts and stuff is like. ok it’s very funny but I imagine it’s kind of relieving to be in a space where ppl laugh at him but aren’t necessarily critiquing or demeaning him? as someone who has probably had his entire self written abt by movie/tv critics etc to hell and back) i kind of feel like they’d have that singleminded intensity of approaching things? juza w/ acting and like tenma w/ being a troupe leader—genuinely one of my fav moments of summer troupe is tenma out there being like “sakuya said we should all sleep together!!! then we’ll Bond!!!” bc it’s just so delightfully earnest and bullheaded at the same time?

Masterlist!

Hi!!! Welcome to my masterlist!! Before you read, stop for a sec tooooo~

-unclench your jaw

-relax your shoulders

-grab a snack and a drink and have fun!

I'll be organizing in sections bases on troupes, meaning, if a post has writing for a character, it will be linked under their respective troupe. For those who are not in any troupe (Sakoda, Izumi, Matsukawa, etc.), they will be under the section "Friends"!

If a link is not working or something is messed up or if you have any questions at all, feel free to message me and I'll fix it as soon as i can!

Here we go!

Spring

Summer

Autumn

Winter

Friends

Request from @starnightsthings: Can I request a romantic Banri x reader confession and possibly a first date?

So, I actually finished the confession scenario and had it fully edited before I realized you asked for a first date as well, so I ended up just doing the confession, I’m so sorry!! Please enjoy this!

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When Banri asked you to meet him behind the school, you were surprised to say the least.

The two of you had talked a few times, sure, maybe done a few group projects together, but it was rare that you were together alone, and outside of class, no less.

That, and your feelings for him were a bit hard to hide when it was just the two of you.

But still, why this? Yet, despite your doubts, you complied with his request, and after classes got out, you met him behind the B building like he asked in the text he sent you.

The sight that greeted you when you got there was even stranger than the text.

You were met with Banri leaning his back against the wall, the wind flowing through his hair, giving the impression that he had walked out of a shojo manga. Hell, add some rose petals and you’d be all set.

Although, one thing about his stance stood out. He held something in his hands, and he seemed to be playing with it endlessly. Not too odd, but given that he was kind of a stuck-up douche, it was a little questionable to see him nervously fidget with something.

You didn’t get too much of a good look at him before he noticed you, though.

“Oh, hey, you made it.” He greeted, quickly stuffing the object into his back pocket.

“Yep. What’s up? It’s a little weird that you’d want just me, so whatcha need?” you asked as casually as you could.

Banri took in a deep breath through his nose.

“Well, you know that coffee shop that opened on Veludo recently?”

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to go there, why?”

“We’ll, the Autumn Troupe’s rehearsals are slowing down a bit, so I was wondering if you’d wanna go with me? Y’know, on a date?” he asked, his voice was ever so slightly shaky.

“Oh.”

It took a moment for you to fully process his words.

“Wait, like on a romantic date?”

“Yeah, like that.”

Banri’s appearance was cool, his expression never faltering, and his calmness never fading. If only you knew how nervous he was, and that was on top of trying to to burst out with affection and teasing due to your cuteness and charm.

It took a moment for you to reply.

“Um, sure. That sounds fun.” You replied, your volume slightly lower than normal.

You had the same false demeanor Banri did. Sure, you seemed fine, a little nervous, but overall fine, yet your heart was the opposite. You could practically hear it thundering in your ears, and your brain was caught in a doozy over the thought that the guy you’ve liked for months now actually likes you back.

“Oh, and,” Banri interrupted your thoughts, “I grabbed this for ya. You know, ‘cause it’s cute. Like you.”

From behind his back, he pulled out the object he was hiding.

A single cosmo flower.

You took it, quietly thanking him.

“Yeah, you’re welcome. I had some of the gardening club gals help me out. Apparently it’s supposed to symbolize things falling into place and fate ‘n’ all that. Thought it suited us.”

Finally, for the first time since the conversation started, Banri smiled.

And while you admired the flower, he took the chance to give you a quick kiss on the forehead.

You looked up at him, unaware of what had happened.

Then it hit you.

Ohhhh my god what do I do?!? You tried to remain calm, but the way your face reddened quicker than you would have liked gave everything away to Banri.

“Heh. Cute.”

wHAT.

Somehow, everything he did after that damn kiss flustered you, and you couldn’t do anything about it.

So, without even thinking, you plopped your face into Banri’s chest, turning the tables as he felt his own face heat up.

Thankfully, however, he gingerly placed his arms across your back, slowly pulling you closer.

“I love you.” you whispered into his chest.

“Love you too, dollface.” he whispered right back.

Hi 🙋🏽‍♀️ your fics are actually amazing and they are such a big comfort for me!! Could you please do hcs of hisoka, taichi and muku with an s/o who is strong and picks them up at random times like they are just practicing and their s/o walks into the room and picks them up que everyone just looking and waiting for them to put him down like: 🕴🏽

Sorry for making this so specific please have a nice day and say safe!! :]

(if this makes you uncomfortable in anyway or your reqs are closed please delete this req!!)

THANK U THANKU THANKU SMMMM.....THIS,.,,REQ,..,.,SO CUTE,,,.,.EEIUGHGJ.,.,.[please pretend u dont see me digging around in my room to find my dumbbells again,.,.i have forsaken my workout routine.,.]

hisoka

ragdoll FR

he reeeally like being carried :”) he falls asleep sooo quickly when you’re holding him! he feels safe with you :)

he wiiillll go totally limp tho, he’s not even gonna try to make it easy on you

absolutely will try to convince izumi to let him go through with practice like this but she’s too worried about you getting tired so she kinda shuts it down after a few mins

she does think you two are really cute tho <333

she will audibly go ‘awwwweee’ if she sees you carrying him around the dorms

anyways! imo hisoka is totes the type to really like how his partner smells, so if you’re being all cuddly with him but gotta leave at some point, he will demand you give him your sweater or jacket or soooomething just so he can hold onto it while you’re gone

taichi

OKOKOK HE THINKS UR SO COOL….but this???? picking him up??? in front of everyone???

SWOONING….

ww.,,.www,., pleading eyes emoji

you make him feel so SPECIAL OMG… like he knooows banri is laughing at him a leetle bit [lightheartedly <3] but he does not CARE he feels like your SPECIAL BOY he feels CUTE and LITTLE

he will make sure to give u a big squeezy hug before you go! [or you could stay for practice >:OOOO! sakyo knows ur a good kid so he doesn't particularly mind]

after the first few times taichi will try and pick you up too!! he wants to be a cool boyfie!! if he cant manage it the first time, no worries! he’s on his way to tasuku to get advice on strength training 😌

muku

wAAAAAA :”D HES GONNA CRY….

dont be surprised if he picks you up too >:333 he’s a strong boy!

pleaadignnjvjf eyes emojinvjf part twoo,.,waaughf HE LIKES U SM,,,,

he’s actually totally squee-ing :”) full on baby mode activated

this is just like that one scene in that shoujo manga he’s been reading lately where the main character’s love interest picks them up because a pipe burst in their classroom and the floor was flooding and the love interest didnt want the mc’s shoes getting wet and they had a scene where they carried them outside and!!! and!!!

he’s so cute pls listen to him,..

kazunari Will whistle at you two just to see muku get all blushy and try to hide his face in your shoulder [feel free to make fun of him for being single, it will make yuki laugh for the entire practice]