#myoga genmai

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Pretty please reblog to enhance sample size ❤️

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Please reblog to enhance sample size! I don't have any gifs of my OCs so have this seal

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New-boyfriend-first-date fit

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Maybe you invite over your favorite catboy to see him in whatever cutesy outfit he shows up in

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MYOGA SPOTTED, NEURONS ACTIVATED

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When your catboy boyfriend is 2ft 1in shorter than you

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Boys, boys, boys

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I love Myoga’s new hair color .w.

Thank you! I was bored of the black hair and figured he should have something related to his namesake

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Smitten

Ohktai's favorite cafe was a bit unorthodox.

It was, as the "hip" kids would call, very kawaii. The decor was predominantly pink, decals on the wall boasting a wide variety of adorable mascot characters, and every item had a cutesy sweet name. It didn't matter to the half-orc; his priorities came with the quality of the product. Sure, on some level, he could appreciate the aesthetic. He liked cute things as much as the next guy actually secretly does. The secret, however, was that people who love things so cute and authentic tended to also make damn good drinks.

"Yeah, can I get the Labu Labu Latte," Ohktai scanned the menu, tall enough to nearly come eye-to-eye with the wall-mounted chalkboard. "But a little less sweet and less milk?"

"Of course," The cashier chirped happily. "And that's O-H-K-T-A-I, correct?"

"Got it."

"And did you want some food this time?"

Ohktai leaned down, crouching to assess the refrigerated display case. There were some really tasty looking options, namely the sandwiches and cake slices, but he really was just here to caffeinate.

"Nah, not this time, just the drink," Ohktai made sure to stuff a fat wad of bills into the tip jar. "And you guys don't gotta do the coffee art or whatever, it gets messed up in the to-go cup anyways."

"Okay," The cashier seemed to hold back a giggle. "We'll have your order at the counter momentarily. Thank you and have a Labu Labu day!"

"Yeah, you too."

Ohktai swaggered around the counter and stood in the corner. He still got side-eyed despite being a regular now but he couldn't really blame anyone. Your average orc was already a bit intimidating by default. His large stature and permanent scowl didn't help ease any tensions.

"Purple Princess Taro Tea for Myōga! I've got a Purple Princess Taro Tea for Myōga!"

The customer in question toddled up to the counter and Ohktai had to focus to keep his mouth from falling open. Holy shit, they were beautiful. Big blue eyes, cute squishy cheeks, satiny looking cat ears and a tail and a lovely figure; what a catch! 

"Thanks!" Myōga squeaked. They popped off the lid of their drink and beamed at the art drawn into the foam. "Aww, what a cute lil' cat! See ya next time, Mimi!"

"You too, Myōga, take it easy!"

Their voice made it harder to decipher their gender. While they were wearing very cutesy effeminate clothing, something about their timbre made Ohktai think they weren't just a girl. Myōga snapped the lid back onto their drink and turned, catching Ohktai right in the middle of his slack-jawed staring. 

There was a silent tenseness. Myōga didn't back down, their gaze unwavering, fearless. Ohktai's heart quivered.

"Sorry," He tried to keep the roughness out of his voice. "For staring. You're... The most gorgeous thing I've ever seen, I couldn't help myself."

Myōga's eyes went wide, eyebrows rising. After a beat of silence, they laughed brightly, stepping out of the way as a customer approached, stepping nearer to Ohktai.

"Thank you?" Myōga giggled. "I don't know if you're pulling my leg or not."

"Definitely not. You're beautiful."

"Wow," Their cheeks went pink and Ohktai swooned even harder. "No one's ever given me a compliment like that before."

"Blasphemy." The half-orc scoffed. 

"You're pretty handsome yourself, big boy," Myōga grinned. "What's your name?"

"Ohktai Sato," He grinned, feeling more confident about admiring the little cat. "And you? You're so pretty, I can't tell if you're a boy or a girl, not that it matters to me."

"I'm a boy," Myōga's giggle tinkled like bells. "And my name's Myōga, Myōga Genmai. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Sato."

"Just Ohktai's fine. You come here often?"

Myōga peered back over his shoulder. At first, Ohktai thought he was looking for emotional support from the baristas until the catboy turned back around with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, I'd love to chat but I gotta get back to work," He pulled out his wallet and passed over a little card. "Here. This the number to the store. If you can call me within, let's see, 30min, no earlier and not much later, maybe I'll give you my personal cell in exchange."

"A challenge?" Ohktai grinned as he accepted the card. "Easy as cake. You'll be hearing from me in half an hour." 

"Don't make promises you can't keep," Myōga winked then waved as he toddled off. "See you around!"

"See ya."

Ohktai tried to play it cool, watching Myōga disappear through the door with a swish of his long fluffy tail. He looked down at the business card as he pulled out his phone, immediately setting a 30 minute timer. There was no way he'd mess up such a golden opportunity.

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The line rang only twice before that familiar high and husky voice answered.

"Koimidaru Accessories, how may I help you?"

"Hey, is this Myōga?" Ohktai tried to play it cool, laying totally supine on his bed. "This is Ohktai from the coffee shop?"

"Wow, look at that! 30 minutes almost on the dot, I'm impressed!"

"I aim to please," The half-orc rumbled. "What kinda shop is this anyways?"

"Ohh, trinkets, knick-knacks, accessories, sorta catch-all."

"Cool, you like working there?"

There was a beat of silence that made his neck sweat.

"Sorry, hahaha, I dropped the key to the register. Yeah, I do! My uncle got me the gig and housing is included so it's a pretty sweet deal. We make just enough to get by and it's pretty quiet around here."

Ohktai looked at the business card again. The address wasn't too far from his apartment. It seemed like a recipe for disaster to have such a lovely looking catboy living and working so close to the orcish district but maybe he was left alone.

"What about you?"

"Me? Ohhh," Ohktai didn't want to lie but he also didn't want to scare Myōga off. Then again, most people who looked at him assumed he was Yakuza anyways so it wasn't like he was hiding himself. "I just recently changed career paths, kinda taking it easy for now until I can get steady work again."

"Aw, well good luck with that! I hope you find something nice!"

"Thanks, that's real sweet of you."

There was some ambient noise on the other line, maybe the ring of the front door and the swishing of fabric.

"Here, since you kept your promise, I'll give you my phone number. Are you talking to me on your cell right now?"

"Yeah, I am."

Within a few seconds, Ohktai's phone vibrated. He pulled it off his ear and smiled at the message he'd just received.

Unknown: Hiii (´･ω･`)

The half-orc chuckled at the cutesy emoticon. He didn't think people even used them anymore but coming from Myōga, it was rather charming. 

"I gotta get going, sorry, some people just came in. Text me whenever, okay? I'd uhm... Love to get to know you. Maybe we can meet up at Labu Labu again?"

In the haze of adoration, Ohktai forgot the name of his favorite cafe. It took him a moment to respond.

"Uhh yeah, sounds like a date," He bit down on his fist, worried about sounding too eager, but did his best to still sound suave. "Lemme know when you're free, yeah?"

"Totally! Take it easy, Ohktai!"

"You too."

The line clicked off and Ohktai laid his head back, tracing nonsensical lines with his eyes around the ceiling. His heart pounded in his chest. For a moment, Tarkhan crossed his mind. Part of him wasn't really over the other orc. Their break-up had been rather messy. All apprehension melted away, however, when he remembered just how blue Myōga's eyes were and how he'd almost lost his breath when the catboy smiled. He texted him back immediately.

Me: Hey :)

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Myōga gets a ✨ boyfriend ✨

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Honestly one of my best design decisions ever was making Myōga a chubby little femboy rather than some tall slim salaryman, like yeah the initial idea was fine but the final product is S tier

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me-wow!

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He/him