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[A/N: So we return to more Love Live Sunshine this time. This idea I actually had a burning desire to get started with, someone recently realising their polyamorous feelings, and trying to figure out how to deal with that, but I struggled with it as it went along. I’m not entirely happy with it, but I spent several days going between working on this, procrastinating, and doing nothing else useful, so I at least want to show something for it. I think it’s decent overall, and there’s certainly bits in here I love, but it doesn’t feel like my strongest effort. I was almost tempted to scrap it, but at this point I’d hate discarding this amount of work more than I’d hate posting something I think could be better. Maybe it’s the best I can hope for in the middle of winter. I don’t have the same energy levels and patience as I do the rest of the year.]

Watanabe You was nervous. She was currently in the room with the two most important people in her life, and for some reason her heart seemed to be even harder to calm down than usual today. Something had awakened inside her recently, and it was getting increasingly tough to deal with.

She loved Chika. Her dear childhood friend, who had always been there for her, with whom she had shared so much. The wonderful girl who shone like the sun every time she smiled. Who could sometimes feel so lonely and frustrated because she didn’t want to bother other people with her problems. Because she was head-strong, determined, and kept having to be reminded that it was okay to ask for help. You had always admired Chika.

And she had always loved Chika. But had she always loved loved Chika? She didn’t have a good answer for that.

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Cuddly Morning Grump

[A/N: I haven’t really had any burning ideas lately, any flashes of inspiration I’ve just had to write. But I’ve hit the point where I feel like if I don’t write anything, I’m at risk of falling off the wagon. So I rooted around a bit in my drawer of lesser-formed ideas to find something to at least turn into a short fic. And I settled on this Maho Girls Precure idea that has been floating around for a month or two. I really love Mirai and Riko a lot.]

As usual, Riko woke up before the alarm went off. It seemed to come naturally to her, and there weren’t many mornings she was woken by the actual alarm itself. But she had to set it, just in case. Being late was not tolerable.

She disabled the alarm before it had a chance to go off. No need to disturb the other person in the bed, after all. That one didn’t like getting up as early. For a moment Riko was tempted to stay. Mirai had just gotten back from her business trip last night, so they hadn’t had a lot of time together yet. She pretty much fell asleep right away, as well. Riko was really tempted to stay here longer. But only for a moment before she pushed it out of her mind, and sat up.

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Long Awaited Reunion

[A/N: The end of the year is always a busy time, with the holidays happening, best of the year lists to be written, and preparing to get started with January. But by checking well in advance, I learned that Kurosawa Dia’s birthday is on 1. January, and I’ve been preparing for that. Been trying to come up with a good idea all month, and I think I’ve gotten there. Went on longer than I expected, though. Unfortunately there were two other birthdays I missed. Fate’s Nero Claudius on the 15., and Symphogear’s Yukine Chris on the 28.. I really hate that I wasn’t able to do anything for the latter especially, but I simply didn’t have the time or energy. At least I have this one.]

It was New Year’s Eve, and Dia was feeling nervous. And excited. Though she was doing her best at remaining calm, and her best was very good indeed.

It would be five years since they graduated this coming Spring, and since she, Kanan, and Mari parted ways. Today they were all getting together again. It wasn’t like she had never seen them again since. Mari had come back for a short time after she graduated college, and her and Dia had shared a brief moment before Mari had to leave again. And she had seen Kanan just this past Summer. She assumed the two of them had met at some point as well. But this was the first time since they graduated from Uranohoshi that all three of them would be together again.

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Princess Sized

[A/N: So this idea came to me while playing Fire Emblem Warriors, and watching some of the scenes that play out there. And it was probably also partly inspired by some Camilla/Hinoka fanart I saw. Camilla seems like she’d be a good fit for various F/F pairings, and I love the idea of the two princesses getting together. Slight spoilers for the end of FE: Fates Revelation.]

Princess Hinoka was a Hoshidan royal through and through. A serious woman. Always focused on her duties, and never paying much mind to suitors or courtship. She hadn’t had time for such things while her goal was to free her lost sister Corrin from the hated Nohrians who had stolen her away.

So how had she ended up in princess Camilla’s bed?

She had always been an early riser, and had woken up at dawn as usual. Except at first she hadn’t been able to remember where she was. Until she had rolled around, and seen Camilla’s sleeping face. Now she was sat up in bed, and groggily looking around.

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Fallen Santa

[A/N: I had a different story in mind a week ago, longer and more ambitious, but my bipolar disorder decided to fuck up my brain, so writing has been tough. This isn’t exactly my greatest work, but I just felt such a desperate need to write something, to finish something, that this will do. So this is my fifth and (probably) final Christmas story. I don’t think I’ll have time to do any others between now and New Year’s. This is supposed to be the same YouHane pairing that I did for Yohane’s birthday roughly six months ago.]

Watanabe You was waiting outside of the door to Yohane’s room. In spite of their relationship status, the fallen angel had insisted on changing outfits on her own. Something about it being too distracting to have You in the room, so she had agreed to wait outside. Maybe seeing her all dressed up would be like a nice surprise.

“Okay, you can come in now,” Yohane’s voice said from inside.

You allowed herself a small grin, opened the door, and headed inside. There Yohane stood in a Santa outfit: Red sleeveless dress with a white trim along the hem, a red cap with a fluffy tip, red gloves, and thin, dark stockings. You had made it herself, though it wasn’t quite finished yet. She still wanted to embellish it some more, and she had some boots she was working on. But first she had wanted Yohane to try it on, and see if it fit right.

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There Is Just One Thing I Need

[A/N: For our fourth Christmas themed story, we’re going back to Symphogear for more Chris, Hibiki, and Miku. I’m such a sucker for those three, and I’m not sorry. The inspiration for this one is two-fold. First there was a piece of fanart I saw on Twitter a while back, and secondly I learned that Takagaki Ayahi, the VA for Yukine Chris, has done a cover of All I Want For Christmas. It’s amazing.]

Yukine Chris couldn’t sleep. This was nothing new, but this time it wasn’t for any of the typical reasons. No nightmares, no haunting trauma, no crippling anxiety. Well, maybe you could call it anxiety in a way. What was occupying Chris’s mind so much was a kiss.

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Festive Revelations

[A/N: I am not exactly sure what made me suddenly remember Locodol, nor why I wanted to do a fic about it in the first place, but because of those two things, I ended up re-watching the series (highly recommended, one of the most underrated shows of 2014). It has a very lovely relationship dynamic between the two leads that grows as the show goes on, and they are very comfortable and intimate in a nice way. So now I’m here to try a writing of it, based on episode 14. For a show that probably has a fanbase in the double-digits. I hope you still like it.]

Yukari:

It’s starting to get quite cold as I’m making my way home from the party. It has to be past midnight by now. Happy birthday, me.

I don’t hate these parties. They’re pleasant enough, and I understand the point of them. Plus I have Su-chan there with me. But they can get tiresome, and at times I feel like I have more important things I’d rather do. Maybe not today, but getting home this late kinda sucks. At least I’m right by the building now.

“I’ve had enough.” I hear a sad, familiar voice speak up, as if the words are a weird mirror of my own thoughts.

I look down, and have to double-check I’m actually wearing my glasses. It’s… “Nana-chan?” Sitting there at the bottom of the stairs in front of my building is the sweetest, cutest girl in the world: Usami Nanako. She looks up at me. “What’s wrong?” I ask her. Why is she here, and dressed like Santa?

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Holiday Schedule

[A/N: Now that we’re officially in Advent season, it’s time to start writing Christmas fics. First up is New Game, as I started pondering that one about a week ago. I have two other ideas, but they rely on getting some stuff done first in preparation. And we’ll see what else pops up after that. I know fics like this aren’t very exciting, but I just love writing these two as very domestic.]

It was early December, and in the Suzukaze-Takimoto household Christmas preparations had already begun.

“Are you done yet?” Hifumi asked. Her anticipation level was high.

“Yeah, yeah, hang on,” Aoba said right before she came out of the bedroom wearing a santa outfit. “Are you sure I shouldn’t be wearing stockings with this?” She had the hat on, and the sleeved santa dress that went down to her thighs, but little else. “And I can’t seem to get the mantle right…” That one she had left behind for now.

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Dia’s Wish

[A/N: This is an idea that’s been in the back of my mind for about a month now. I just haven’t really been sure what to do with it, but felt like I wanted to make an attempt now. This is a continuation of the Ruby The Demon Summoner AU.]

It was a quiet Saturday at the Kurosawa residence, just past noon. Dia was sitting in the lounge with a cup of tea, and a magazine about idol fashion. It was actually Ruby’s, since she was more into the fashion side of things than Dia, but their love of idols was shared between them. So they shared magazines, and other materials too. Each of them only had so much allowance after all, and bought what they felt was most important to them.

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When You Need It The Most

[A/N: Now that I’m fully caught up on the manga, I have a solid dose of Takkyu Musume in my system, and it demands a story as tribute. After searching for ideas for about a day, this one started forming. As someone who struggles a lot with anxiety, I suppose I’m projecting on Koyori a bit here. But we all have days where we’re more vulnerable.]

It had been a bad day for Tsumujikaze Koyori.

It started shortly after her struggle to drag herself out of bed. At breakfast she had barely been half-awake, and ended up burning her tongue when she wasn’t careful enough with her tea.

On the way out the door she had realised that her phone was still in the living room, and stubbed her toe on the door frame as she hurried back to get it.

She had dropped her pen during a lecture, and it had rolled all the way down to where the professor stood. While she had a spare, she could tell people noticed it rolling down. And she still had to retrieve it afterwards before everyone had left the room, which had been mortifying.

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