Seiakiamon breaks the fourth wall to find out just what people think of them (as a ship). How do they react? (A Drabble would be amazing but hcs work too)

“Okay, let’s do it.” Amon turns to the readers as Akira seizes Seidou.

“No,” Seidou whines, “I don’t wanna learn that people hate me.”

“We don’t hate you,” say the readers. “We ship the three of you together.”

Amon flushes. “The three of us?”

“Oh, don’t be a prude,” Akira teases. “I mean, I like the both of them, so I’m cool with it.”

“Hah?” Seidou scowls. “No one would want to be with me.”

Amon groans.

“We would,” say the readers, “if Akira and Amon didn’t. Do you know how many Seidou reader fics we read?”

“Really?” Seidou is appalled. And intrigued. And flattered.

Akira grabs him and presses her lips against his left cheek, while dragging Amon forward to kiss his right. “See?”

“Help!” Seidou wails. “Give me the readers instead!”

“You don’t mean that,” say the readers. “We know.”

“Okay, but wait.” Akira wavs her hands. “Are there Akira x reader fics? And Amon x reader?”

“Both,” answer the readers.

Amon cries, Akira giggles as she requests a fanfiction account, and Seidou alternates between patting Amon’s head and reading scandalous tales over Akira’s shoulder.

I can ask for more about Seiakiramon, Perhaps this time from the point of view of Akira or Amon(I think you usually write about Seidou’s point of view). It can be about the scenario you want, I just want more Seiakiramon(it’s my most precious shipp of TG).

“Seidou, it’s Akira’s birthday tomorrow,” Amon says nervously. He can’t believe he almost forgot. He’s such an idiot! He deserves all the glares Maris Stella gives him.

Seidou’s face is expressionless. “Yes, I know.”

“Do you have plans?” Amon demands. Seidou, of course Seidou remembers.

“I have dinner reservations for all of us,” Seidou admits.

“Good!” Amon bites his lip. He needs help, now. “Uh – what do I do?”

“Buy her lingerie for after dinner.”

“Seidou!” Amon’s cheeks feel like they’re being scalded.

“You know Akira loves that stuff. And you have better fashion sense than me.” Seidou rolls his eyes.

“I mean, yeah, but…” Amon stutters.

“Sex is still scary for you?” Seidou teases, taking him by the hand. “Come on, husband. I shall show you how to buy a proper lingerie set.”

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“Okay, this is adorable.” Akira lifts out a pink lacy set that immediately sends Amon’s heart racing and Seidou into giggles.

“From Amon,” she reads. “I see. In case you forgot, I know you both. This has Seidou written all over it.”

“I’m a bad husband,” Amon says.

“Nah.” Akira grins. She stands and heads for the bathroom. “You’re both fantastic. But…you can be my naughty husbands for a bit.”

Seiakiamon triangle pleassssseee? Akira and Amon go look for Seidou !

“We need to find Seidou.” Akira crosses her arms. She insists on only drinking coffee for breakfast, when he knows she’d rather have a donut.

“He seems ashamed.” Amon wishes he could have handled their imprisonment differently. Helped him escape.

“We need to show him we love him.” Akira pauses. “We do, don’t we?”

Amon’s eyes soften. “Of course.”

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“’Sup, ghoul?” Mado Akira approaches to his left.

“Akira.” He’s still not able to process her saving him. He thinks he has, and then she’s facing him and he knows he hasn’t. He’s worthless.

“Friends are what’s up.” Amon Koutarou materializes to his right, and pins Seidou to his chest. “Akira, now’s your chance. Hug him!”

Akira throws her arms around Seidou. “We love you, Takizawa.”

A lump grows in his throat. “But why?”

“Why not?” Amon musses up Seidou’s thick white waves. “We’re your friends. It’d be strange if we didn’t love you.”

“Church boy,” mutters Seidou.

“You know you love us.” Akira kisses his left cheek and Amon kisses his right.

Seidou lets out a squeak of joy.

He doesn’t need to say anything else.