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🌿 Warning: Spoilers 🌿
🪷 [ It wasn't in my plans before, but I really want to comfort these boys ]
🪷 [ Cuties, I see your requests and don't forget about them. I'm going through a little stressful period right now, so it may take a little longer than I wanted, but I'm already working on it ]
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ㅡ Suo, Sakura, Umemiya
Suo
Sincere care for him
Everyone knows that Suo is strong in every sense. He is also smart, restrained, independent and confident.
It is not uncommon for people to admit such thoughts in his direction as 《 He is strong/smart/hardy, he will cope 》, waving away unnecessary worries.
But not you. You've never neglected it and it came from the heart. You knew that Suo was far from weak and admitted it, but it never affected the level of your concern for him. Yes, he is, but this does not mean that you can take less care of him, referring to the fact that he can do it himself.
Strong people can take care of the difficulties outside and also take care of themselves. But if they can, it doesn't mean that it's easy for them.
You always paid attention to his comfort in one situation or another, did some small and inconspicuous things that actually made a big difference.
Starting from the way you imperceptibly put a cooling compress in his furin jacket pocket before patrolling on a hot day or a a small pocket warmer in winter, and ending with silent hugs at the right moment to maintain peace in his soul.
It wasn't just a superficial concern, it was about his feelings.
At first, he somehow automatically shielded himself from it, it was his defense mechanism. He didn't want to admit that he needed it in any way, he didn't want you to think that he had at least some weaknesses to know the truth.
However, time and your perseverance have done their job. Over time, Suo began to accept your truly deep concern, letting it into his heart and passing through it.
And believe me, it made his heart blossom.
Sakura
Listening and hearing
Sakura, as a person who has spent his whole life alone, is not used to conducting dialogues and generally having any long-term relationships with people.
That's why, when he first caught himself telling you about some hobby of his with a desire, and at that time you were really listening attentively to him, he felt this terribly strong and strange feeling in his chest.
Of course, at the same moment he fell into a stupor, and then he got angry because he was confused. You still don't understand why he abruptly stopped talking, flushed red in annoyance, and then abruptly said goodbye and ran away.
Poor boy, for him, these feelings seem especially strong. Because it was the first time for him.
You knew it was very difficult for Sakura to open up to people. That's why, when he started sharing his thoughts with you or telling you something, you immediately put all the worries in your head aside and focused on Sakura.
You wanted him to feel heard so that he would understand that you want to hear and listen to him
And it was at such moments that the young man's heart seemed to melt like ice under the warm rays of the spring sun.
God, you really make this boy happy.
Umemiya
Special intimate moments between you
When you are alone, he's lying on your lap, and you're stroking his head.
It is this moment that permeates Hajime's heart and soul with sparkling threads that touch his most sensitive and vulnerable points.
At this moment, he feels as if he is transported back to childhood, when he was still a carefree, happy, beloved little boy, surrounded by family love and a sense of childish lightness.
Once he had lost this happiness, these incredible sensations, but now he had found them again. In a different form, but the same happiness.
He is lying on your lap, and your fingers are tangled in his white hair while you stroke him and at this moment Umemiya feels this warmth again, he is sincerely loved again, he is again childishly carefree and happy, he is home again.
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IDK if you're active on Twitter at all, but I've been seeing some people depicting König as the crazy dude in KorTac, but Nikto as the even crazier one that even König thinks is insane.
(Just a head's up there's some NSFW art posted above the art I've linked. https://x.com/HotSatans/status/1798119725819723996/photo/1)
Anyway! I kinda want to write some stuff with Nikto being a terrifying menace to society (and more specifically König), and was wondering how you felt about me stealing your Cowboy!König for a short fic? It'll probably be König rocking up at Nikto's house to confront him after he's recuperated from his fight with Goose or smth.
Any pointers for how you think your version of König might behave going into a situation like that would be appreciated 👀👀
That's so fucking funny I love Nikto that crazy bastard.
Yeah steal away. I think my main character notes for Cowboy!König are weird to explain but I'll do my best.
I want him to have the unsettling aura of an eight year old that sees ghosts, so I tend to have him as a sort of wide eyed observer. He is a stranger in a strange land so I enjoy having him be at odds with the environment(see paying full price at the feed store). He follows societal rules but doesn't care to learn the unspoken manners of the world. The persona he puts on for Bee, the kind, patient knight in shining armor, is just that -a persona- and König is well aware that he's lying to her but in his mind the ends will always justify the means.
I see König as a character that learned the world through the bullying he received in his brief canon backstory and resolved that instead of becoming better he would simply become the bully. He wanted the power that was held over him and so he climbed the military ranks quickly, but a man who wants control as badly as König is dangerous to keep around when he's threatening the higher ups...
He's not stupid, but he's impulsive, and puts his own needs/desires above anyone else's. He will always think he's in the right and thus can justify any wrong doing he commits. My initial thought is that he'd go to find Nikto to ask why he didn't help him in the fight? They were comrades at one point, and perhaps König considered himself Nikto's superior officer despite mercenaries not adhering to military ranks, so why wouldn't Nikto jump in to help? They could have taken out that woman much easier together, and really hurt Ghost in the same blow.(Never mind they would have been hunted down by the whole town for the sin of killing one of the town's residents)
König is a manipulative bastard, he knows the tricks to pull out on people, he knows how to get people on his side, but I don't think he's good at concealing the rot in his words. You look at him, and you know what he's trying to do. Nikto especially, I think, would know König for who/what he is.
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All Too Well, Part 7
{"We're good people, and we both deserve peace."}
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 8
I know we're moving quick here, trying to go at the pace the anime generally goes, but I might write some oneshots of them being teens because I just want them to be happy ;^;
Two weeks and they were back in their regular routine, with some exceptions. At Yaga's request, Miho was allowed to attend several of his classes with Shoko, Suguru, and Satoru. Not every class, but some. Shoko pulled her aside one day as they left the library when she finally noticed Suguru walking Miho to and from her room every morning and afternoon.
"So," Shoko said, linking their arms as they walked, "I noticed you and Suguru are pretty close. Are you dating?"
"We're trying to keep it quiet, but yes," Miho said.
Shoko smiled softly, "How serious?"
"Barely. Just feeling things out," Miho admitted. It really hadn't been long.
"That kind of stuff is hard. You never really know when the two of you will go out, and only one will come back."
Miho watched the ground as they walked. It had only been a few weeks, and she and Suguru had already had that conversation. You had to, going out on missions like they did. It was a tentative situation.
"Just don't let the higher ups hear," Shoko muttered.
That was the whole reason they were being quiet about it. Still, hearing it from someone else peaked her interest. "What do you mean?"
Shoko glanced over her shoulder, as if expecting someone to be watching them.
"They're awfully nosey. I just feel like..." she shook her head, "...I don't know. Just be careful."
Miho squeezed her arm in a quiet 'thank you'. It felt strange, having people looking out for her. She was having trouble remembering how isolating the library had been.
Muted afternoon sunlight filtered into the gym. Thunder rolled softly outside. Suguru was waiting for them there, sitting on one of the bleachers. He had just returned from a mission with Satoru, though the white haired boy was nowhere to be found.
"So how many hand signs does it take to activate Retribution?" Suguru asked.
"Eight. I can do them in about a minute, but I'm trying to get faster. A minute is an awful long time."
She molded her hands into the first sign, keeping her pointer and ring finger down. Shoko stood from her seat nervously.
"Should you really be doing that?" she asked.
"As long as I'm not activating it, it's fine," Miho said. She went through all eight motions slowly, feeling them out, fingers instinctively moving without thought. "I think my problem is cursed energy control."
"How so?"
"Retribution allows me to expend all my cursed energy at once into a single seal. And since it's a Domain Expansion, it's guaranteed to work. But," she dropped her hands, sighing, "it's the expending part that would kill me."
"So if we can train you to better control your cursed energy, you may not have to release so much at once," Suguru said thoughtfully.
"That would tamper with its effectiveness," Shoko said.
"But I'd be alive," Miho shrugged.
"I gotta go," Shoko said, grabbing her bag, "But give me some time and I'll see if I can come up with anything that might help!"
Miho waved to her as she left. Suguru stood, grabbing her tote. "I'll walk you to your room."
It was pouring outside. Miho grabbed his hand and began running through the rain. Suguru gave only the faintest bit of hesitation before letting her guide him. The rain pelted their backs, soaking through their uniforms. Something about the cold rain striking her face was oddly both soothing and exciting.
The closer they got to the dorms, the slower they ran, until they were standing in the downpour, just outside her dorm building. Lightning struck overhead. Miho turned to say goodbye.
Suguru pressed a quick kiss to her cheek. He said something she couldn't hear over the thunder before turning to jog back. Miho stood there, dumbfounded, mouth open and cheeks warm. Another strike of lightning sent her running inside, head still reeling.
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Satoru's face was impassive as he walked through the school grounds with one hand in his pocket and the other holding an umbrella. He'd only been gone for a few days, just to Sendai to take care of some Curses. And in those few days, Suguru and Miho had both gotten hurt...and started dating.
He was relieved they were both okay. And for that other part...That was fine. Of course it was fine.
"Hey Satoru," Suguru had said just a few weeks before, "What do you think of Miho?"
The two were back in the gym, passing the basketball back and forth.
"She's cute. Not my type, though," Satoru was quick to reply.
He'd seen the way Suguru watched her, how he seemed to hang on to every word she said. He'd been spending a lot of time in the library, too. Satoru only knew because he found himself doing the same thing.
"So, you'd be okay with me asking her out?"
Satoru threw his head back and laughed. "Of course. You think you need my permission?"
Suguru bounced the ball to him. "I figured I'd run it by you. You seem to have taken a liking to her."
He hid his frown with a scoff. "Nah. I mean, she's a sweet girl. I'm glad to have her as a friend. And besides, you two would be cute together."
Satoru blew air from his mouth, rubbing his neck. He'd been fighting a sickening sense of disappointment ever since that day. It was worse now, a few weeks later, seeing their small touches. How Suguru would shyly bump her hand when they walked out in town, fingers interweaving until they were holding hands. Or how he'd put his arm over the back of her chair during studying hours. How red her face would get when he smiled at her. And the way she leaned into his touch.
At first, he told himself that one date didn't mean they'd begin dating. Then, on the train to Sendai, he scolded himself. Of course, they'd start dating. Suguru was a great guy. Truly. He had a good head on his shoulders. He was exceptionally handsome, and incredibly kind. One of the kindest people Satoru had ever met. And Miho was quiet, but sweet and thoughtful. He hadn't quite met a soul like hers. Not once did jealousy ever cross his mind. He wasn't jealous of Suguru. Or Miho.
"Satoru, wait up!" Suguru called behind him. His hair clung to his face, uniform thoroughly sopping wet.
"Dude, you're soaked!" Satoru laughed, stopping in the middle of the path. Suguru ducked under his umbrella. Satoru's eyes glowed and he peered at his friend over his glasses. "Why's your face so red, huh? Huh?"
Suguru grinned, waving it away. "Don't worry about it."
"D'you kiss her?" Satoru gasped, "Oh my god, you kissed her, didn't you?"
"Something like that."
Satoru 'ooo'd and 'ahh'd, jabbing him in the side with his elbow until he confessed. A strange feeling struck him right in the chest, but he laughed it off, opting to tease his friend instead. It wasn't until they were walking to the dorms that he realized what he was feeling wasn't envy.
It was longing.
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