#sakyo x mc

[hecalledme-jagi]

Can we just take a second to talk about how Artem looks at Rosa?? Like this man clearly adores her long before they started dating and it’s so obvious, that it hurts.

LOOK AT HIM! ROSA HAD BARELY STARTED FEELING ANYTHING FOR ARTEM AT THIS POINT AND HE JUST!!! ＿|￣|○ He looks at her with so much tenderness and all the while he’s under the impression that he’s struggling to communicate how he feels??? Sure, he’s a clumsy dork when it comes to romance, but his eyes say so much more than any romantic gesture he could possibly conjure up or whatever poetic words he might want to say. Those eyes express a very deep longing to treasure and cherish. He wants, and is content with, experiencing the mundane things in life at her side and it KILLS ME 😭 he’s happy, beyond compare, watching the waxing and waning of her expressions and feeling her warmth.

AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON HIS BIRTHDAY INVITATION! Out of ALL the First Birthday invitations, Artem’s was my absolute favorite(and it’s probably my favorite invitation of all time). For one thing, it’s stunning, but it’s so unbelievably soft T^T!!!!!! The gentle way Rosa shifts closer to Artem, the way he gently holds her hand and blushes when she gets closer. The adoring look on his face and the soft smile on hers! UGH!! And it only gets better when you think about how she spent DAYS recreating an iconic scene from Artem’s favorite movie!? As a movie buff myself, Rosa’s actions spoke volumes! She dedicated so much of her personal time to get Artem a gift she knew he’d love. I wouldn’t be surprised if Artem fell in love with her all over again after that!

And after they start dating, he just continues to be more loving!? Some how his gaze becomes EVEN SOFTER!? HOW!? TELL ME! HOW!? If a man looked at me the way Artem looks at Rosa, I’d actually die. Out of all the leads, I think I love with way Artem looks at Rosa the most. It’s such a gentle and adoring expression that is 100% content with just looking. Just observing. The way he looks at her makes you think he’s committing every micro expression to memory and tracing every contor of her face, so that if there ever comes a day that he can’t see her face, it’ll be permanently seared into his very soul.

AUGJRVWWejtbegw AND IT GETS BETTER! They revealed, during the Cue The Champion Event, that Artem keeps a polite distance with Rosa when they’re in public, meaning he’s probably pretty shy about PDA, so he makes up for it through his loving gaze(thats how I’m interpreting it anyway :3). Artem and Rosa, in my humble opinion, create a very warm atmosphere around each other without having to express their affections verbally or physically. Any bystander could tell the two love each other just by seeing how they look at each other. Just by seeing how Artem looks at her. UGH JUST LIKE IN THE MYSTERIES OF BAKERLON EVENT! He’s composing a wordless love letter (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

I’m mostly adding this card just for fun, but there’s just so much affection Artem carries for Rosa and as much as I love the other leads, Artem holds a very special place in my heart that I just can’t ignore 🥺

[reoona]

locked out of heaven | tears of themis artem x reader

pairing: artem x f! reader (reader is rosa and is living together with artem)

read luke's (more pairings soon!)

synopsis: it's 2 a.m., he just came home from a long day (and night, considering it's the next day now) ready to hit the hay, but you're already sleeping beyond waking.

After a day-long of NXX investigations consisting of running around Stellis and some surrounding places, Artem didn't have the heart to let (y/n) continue working that day. After they finished arranging and discussing their findings, Artem told her to go home first.

"You must be tired. Go home first. I'm going to take care of a few documents first."

"It's okay, Mr. Wing. I also have some documents to—"

One glare from senior attorney Artem Wing and (y/n) just nodded in compliance. Or should be said, boyfriend Artem Wing; that title emphasized the affection implied in his instruction and it was imperative to be followed.

"Oh, Artem?" (y/n) head popped again at Artem's office door after she left to gather her belongings. "Can I have the keys?"

Only around five hours later, in the 2 a.m. stillness of the corridor outside his penthouse, that conversation hit him like a truck.

That's why I didn't have the keys with me, he thought to himself. We usually go home together and I'll open the door...

Artem couldn't help but to chuckle. So this was what Celestine meant by 'not living the bachelor's life' anymore. Now you have another person's businesses directly affecting your life and yours affecting hers, down to the small thing like entering your own house. Well, not really yours anymore...more like ours?

Artem shuddered. Wow, wasn't that so affectionate for being thought by him. Guess being close with (y/n) indeed had been affecting him. Not that he didn't like it though. It was nice to be able express something that once so unfamiliar with him.

Between all the thoughts, he reached for his phone. His thumb hovered over her number. Should he call her to open the door? But that meant he would be disturbing her sleep. Maybe he could go back to the law firm and pull an all-nighter, or he could just sleep there; he has slept in his office a few times when handling though cases, usually on his chair, or his sofa could also do. Or maybe—

His phone vibrated. (Y/n).

"Hello?"

"Hi Artem. You're not coming home yet?"

"I...I am home."

"What?"

"I'm outside. I don't have the keys,so—"

Hurried footsteps are heard from inside the penthouse. Then he heard rattling keys, and the door opened. (Y/n) was standing behind the door, still in her office attire.

"Artem, I'm sorry!" She spoke in hoarse voice while letting Artem inside. "I only remembered that you don't have the keys when I was already home. I waited for you to come home so I can open the door for you, but I fell asleep for hours!"

Artem looked at her. "You waited for me?"

She nodded. "I thought letting the door be unlocked is kind of unsafe, so I hanged in the living room, so I can hear you when you arrive, but...yeah, I'm so sorry!"

Her life affecting his and his affecting hers. And because her life is important for him, his life is important for her. If not, she would not have waited for him like this.

Artem smiled softly as warmth crept to his cheek. "You don't need to be sorry. It's not anyone's fault, really."

Dumbfounded by his smile, (y/n) found her right cheek stroked by his hand. Another hand wrapped her waist into his embrace. His chin resting on her neck.

"Instead, I should thank you for waiting for me. I really appreciate it."

Artem's hug tightened. (Y/n) wrapped his shoulders in return.

"You're very welcome."

A simple contentment, but so precious to be experienced.

Oh, how happy I am to have you as my home.

a/n

I actually don't remember whether Artem's penthouse uses the traditional key and keyhole or something like fingerprint/PIN. If it's the latter, this whole fic is busted lol. Let us just pretend for the sake of fluffy domestic love story about senior attorney Artem Wing.

I also find that being consistent with the prompt is so hard. Rosa should be sleeping through the whole ordeal of her boyfriend being unable to enter the house, yet here she is doing the total opposite.

I hope you still enjoy the fic though. Thank you for reading this!

Also thank you for the notes I receive for Luke's version. Thank you for the follows too! I hope I can continue writing fiction for you and I to enjoy :D

Don't forget to drink your water!

much love, reona

[yyh4ever]

Netflix Japan is holding many events and lotteries to celebrate the Yu Yu Hakusho Live Action. Don't forget to follow Netflix Japan X Official Account.

December 13, 2023 (Eve of the World Premiere)

Live Streaming of the Premier Event

As I posted before, a Yu Yu Hakusho Event featuring the cast and screening of the first episode will take place in Tokyo, on the Evening of December 13. Fortunately, for those who didn't win tickets, they will be broadcasting it live on YouTube, X, and TikTok. It starts at 18h30 (JST).

Nobuyuki Sakuma and Suzu Yamanouchi will be live broadcasting the entire event on the eve of the global distribution!

Navigator: Nobuyuki Sakuma, Suzu Yamanouchi

MC: Akihisa Shoguchi

Reporter: Hisanori Yoshida

Speakers (cast and director): Takumi Kitamura, Jun Shison, Kanata Hongo, Shuhei Uesugi, Sei Shiraishi, Kotone Furukawa, Ai Mikami, Hiroya Shimizu, Keita Machida, Meiko Kaji, Kenichi Takito, Go Ayano, Director Sho Tsukikawa. Good news is that Kotone Furukawa (Botan) has been confirmed on stage too.

Win a trip around the world 🌏

Reply the campaign post that will be posted on Netflix Japan X account at 19:00 (JST) on December 13 with the hashtag #世界一周霊丸 (around the world spirit gun).

The prize is a 16-day trip around the world (4 nights in each city+breakfast): departing from Tokyo (Narita or Haneda Airport) - New York - Rio de Janeiro - London - Bangkok - back to Tokyo (Narita or Haneda Airport).

Unfortunately, according to the rules, this lottery is only for residents of Japan. I wish they were advertising and working together with other Netflix around the world, like they've been doing with One Piece.

Edit: Takumi Kitamura (Yusuke Urameshi) shot a spirit gun during the live action premier that traversed the world in real time.

December 14, 2013 (Day of World Premier on Netflix)

Binge-watching the 5 episodes

Starting at 19:00 (JST) on Thursday, December 14, a Watch Party to watch all 5 episodes at once will be held on X.

All you have to do is add the hashtag #幽遊白書一気見 (yu yu hakusho binge-watching) to your posts when writing your impressions about the series. Many original goods such as posters and special boxes will be given to a total of 100 people by lottery.

Yu Yu Hakusho Ad-Truck Campaign until December 17

All you have to do is find an ad-truck! 🚛

120 people will be randomly selected to win a gift code for 3 months of Netflix. How to apply:

❶ Follow @NetflixJP

❷ Post a photo or video of one of the 12 character trucks with the hashtag #幽白トラック (Yuhaku Truck) until December 17, 23h59 (JST).

Departing from Sapporo, Nagoya, Osaka and Hakata on December 4, the trucks will be touring around various places until December 10, then they will be heading to Tokyo on December 11. They are scheduled to run around Shibuya from December 13 to 14, and within Tokyo from December 15 to 17.

Sapporo: Kazuma Kuwabara/Koenma/Toguro Brother

Nagoya: Kurama/Toguro Brother/Genkai

Osaka: Yusuke Urameshi/Keiko Yukimura/Botan

Hakata (Fukuoka): Hiei/Sakyo/Yukina

Infiltrating the filming location of Yu Yu Hakusho Cast

Special photos of the cast taken by Maciej Kucia (AVGVST) will be released on December 14.

The main cast of the live-action will be on the special edition cover of the famous anan magazine. There's going to be a 16-page special feature about the live action, including exclusive photos and interviews with the cast and staff.

In solo interviews and roundtable discussions with the four main cast members, they were asked about their thoughts and feelings when they were chosen to appear in the series, behind-the-scenes stories of shooting, and their thoughts to take on the challenge of a work that has been loved for many years.

In addition to the four guys, anan also interviewed Go Ayano and Kenichi Takito, who play the Toguro Brothers, the biggest enemies who have many fans from the original work. They talk about the difficulties and joys of playing characters that required highly difficult acting as they filmed using CG.

In an interview with director Sho Tsukikawa , he was asked about his thoughts on producing "Yu Yu Hakusho" in this era.

Here's a sneak peek of the guys during the magazine cover shot.

It's so cute when they all start chanting: "Yu Yu Hakusho". At the end, Kanata Hongo says Hiei's famous line: do not underestimate the power of the evil eye.

Edit: Netflix Japan released special photos of the actors:

Yusuke Vs Younger Toguro Mural Showdown

"The showdown between Yusuke and Younger Toguro will break out in Shibuya!? Witness the spirit gun!"

I am curious to see that. From what we've seen from the trailer, Yusuke VS Toguro will be an epic confrontation!

Edit: The mural is at the Shibuya Crossing. They used blue lights to simulate Yusuke's spirit gun, and on the other side there's Toguro taking it!

Something else will happen in Shibuya?

Something will happen on the day of the live action premier...?

I am super curious. From this image, we can understand that all the ad-trucks that departed from Sapporo, Nagoya, Osaka and Hakata will be arriving in Shibuya on the 14th, but what will happen? Some kind of big announcement? 😱

Edit: It was just a big promo at the Shibuya Crossing!

Source: Netflix Japan

[hitobanju]

Since I can’t reblog the muse page because it’s an actual page on my theme, here is a post of the line-up as well.

Amnesia Memories

IKKI ( IKKYU ) KENTO UKYO

Mystic Messenger

JUMIN HAN

the ARCANA

JULIAN DEVORAK COUNT LUCIO

Obey Me! Shall we date?

LUCIFER

Uta Prince no Sama

OTOYA ITTOKI

A3!

ITARU CHIGASAKI SAKYO FURUICHI

Collar x Malice

KEI OKAZAKI AIJI YANAGI TAKERU SAZASUKA KAGEYUKI SHIRAISHI

Café Enchante

CANUS ESPADA

PioFiore: Fated Memories

NICOLA FRANCESCA HENRI LAMBERT DANTE FALZONE YANG

Steam Prison

ELTCREED VALENTINE

Code: Realize

SHERLOCK HOLMES / HERLOCK SHOLMES

Olympia Soiree

RIKU of the BLUE

Cupid Parasite

SHELBY S. ALLAN MELVILLE RAUL ACONITE PETER FLAGE / JUPITER MC / ( LYNETTE MIRROR ) / SHIONNE IMERIS / CUPID

Twisted Wonderland

DEUCE SPADE IDIA SHROUD

Taisho x Alice

ALICE / ALISTER

Variable Barricade

ICHIYA MITSUMORI

Lover Pretend

RIKU NISHIJIMA YUKITO SENA

[faeinne]

𝐀𝟑! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐲𝐨

Ship these two so much, they should just be canon already 🍁🍂

[satillquinart-mullcreed]

[rikumorimachisgirl]

So, I was watching a3! autumn/winter troupe anime, and I couldn't resist editing this scene because it looked like a typical family drama involving the rebellious kid and his parents. 😁

[mazojo]

T-they cant just..-..... d-d...do..... that and e-expect m-me.......tt...t.to-.....bbe o-okay................

[morgan-lowell]

A comparison because I can’t stop thinking of

T h e m✨

[emilycollins00]

Okay, I was about to update a request and somehow I deleted it? I’m so sorry! The request was: 

Tsuzuru and Sakyo react to waking up next to you and you have crazy hair 😂 (god thing I copy them when I work on the doc!)

Hence, the delay. I’ve just now been informed I can’t retrieve things I delete so I’ll keep my hands on check next time. Hope you enjoy it anyway dear 💕 I personally really liked how they both turned out!

Tsuzuru

This happens in the library mostly because that’s were Tsuzuru part time lives in my mind

He realizes you have fallen asleep next to him

If I’m being honest? I think crazy hair would be the last thing crossing Tsuzuru’s mind

He watches you tired, but somethings about you relax him at the same time

Tsuzuru finds you just so endearing

Tries to wake you up but you don’t want to

Noticing now your hair, pokes fun at you

But just to try to wake you up, he still think you are cute with your hair in a mess

Finals

Ah, one of the scariest words someone could say to a student already at the edge of exhaustion. It was the fourth day in a row Tsuzuru and you had decided to meet to study in the library. He had been tense and stressed having to finish one of the scripts too on time and you and told yourself you would end up killing your roommates if you didn’t get out of your apartment.

You both couldn’t help it. It had been a really rough week. Everyone in the room might have been classified as a zombie as well.

Tsuzuru opened his eyes disoriented, computer and books all over the table. Probably because he had no idea what time it is. Was it night already? He turned to check on you-

Boy you were close.

He felt his face getting hotter as he mumbled to himself to calm down. Still had to get used to things like this with you.

“Y/N” he whispered. Your eyelids started moving a few seconds later, but not much. You stretched a bit, exhaling deeply. He heard you mumbling something, so he concentrated to try to understand you, but were not making sense to him “…Y/N? I can’t hear you”

“…asked if finals are done..”

Ah.

“I… don’t think so” he looked at his phone to check. He really was that drowsy “Still a few days left”

“Ugh… then don’t wake me up, please” you unconsciously leaned more on him, bumping your head with his.

His heart jumped. Your breathing was calm, soothing. He caught himself enjoying and watching you fondly. Then giggled, finally noticing your hair.

Part of it was hiding your face and the other was all tangled. How did you mess it up so much from sleeping on a table?

“…That’s an amazing hair, Y/N”

“You are lucky I’m too tired and love you, Tsuzuru” you murmured, still not fully opening your eyes “Very lucky”

He smiled.

‘I think the same thing’

 -

Sakyo

He wakes up feeling warmth next to his left side

Remembers you falling asleep on him on the sofa

He realizes you two are STILL on the same sofa? Notices how much of a mess your hair is

I’m not saying Sakyo’s one of those who believes in those “The One” concept, but at that moment….

He tries to convince himself you don’t look adorable even with your hair all over the place

You start to groan in response and roll over when he decides it’s time for you to wake up

He lectures you for not waking up but he still hasn’t moved, he’s just talking with you in his arms

I’m soft for this grumpy man

The bad posture is what made Sakyo wake up

As soon as he opened one eye, he noticed you were there. He frowned, confused. Sure, he had invited you to the Autumn troupe closing night celebration at the dorm, like always, but why were you sleeping next to him?

He then vaguely remembers you falling asleep on him on the sofa. It had gotten really late. None of the other adults who had been still awake had been able to move you, so he told them he would stay still for a few minutes before waking you up and take you home.

However.

He realized you two were STILL on the same sofa “When did I…?” he mutters to himself.

He opened his mouth to call you out but closes it as soon as he takes a better look at you. Sakyo didn’t like the word ‘Fate’ or ‘The One’. They were cheesy and in his opinion, didn’t allow people to develop themselves in a relationship.

Even so, seeing you so damn close, those concepts are what crossed over his head. He really adored all of you. The tranquility that you emitted. He also tried to convince himself you didn’t look adorable even with your hair all over the place as he turned to wake you up. 

“Y/N” he shook your shoulder “We fell asleep, wake up”

You started to groan in response and rolled over “Please Sakyo, five minutes…” you scrubbed your face

“Do I look like your personal clock?”

You opened your eyes and squeezed them looking at him. You really weren’t a morning person.

He sighed “Your hair’s a mess you know. You should at least go to the bathroom before every one of those kids wakes up”

He lectured you, but he still hadn’t moved yet either. He was just talking softly as he caressed you hand.

You groaned louder but started stretching to get up and do what he said, not that you wanted to “You don’t make it easy to love you, Sakyo”

You said that but were smiling. He smiled too.

“Good morning”

“Good morning”

__________________________________________________________

Wish you all a wonderful day!💕

[annhellsing]

Beloved

notes: more fluffy sakyo content bc that comes so easily to me, wow. rating: still teen, it’s not super suggestive. pairing: sakyo furuichi / reader word count: 1,401

“It hurt,” you say.

“You have no idea,” he replies, though you didn’t insult him by phrasing it like a question.

His back is an intricate web of faded ink in beautiful colours. A pool swirls around the feet of a geisha with eyes downcast, looking at the koi fish nipping her ankles. In her open palm is a lotus flower. 

For the moment, you only look. Touching seems more invasive than intimate, and this is the first time you’ve seen his tattoo.

It’s bigger than you thought it would be, following the entire length of his spine and stopping just below his neck. It’s hidden almost all the time, either by high-collared shirts or jackets. Sakyo hides it well, so well that you can’t help but wonder if he’s ashamed of it. It certainly wasn’t done recently.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know very much about the technique but it’s—” you cut yourself off, faltering while trying to imagine just how much pain it put him in.

“It takes forever and burns worse than anything, yeah,” he finishes for you, sounding nearer to amused than upset. He always seems to know when you’re walking on eggshells, and does his best to remind you that you’re safe around him.

“Yeah,” you parrot. “When did you get it?”

“I had to save up a little,” he hesitates, “but it was finished by the time I turned twenty-two.”

“Wow,” you reply. You don’t see him smirk. Sakyo’s got his face turned away from you, sitting comfortably on your unmade bed.

“It’s ancient is what you mean to say,” he teases. You shake your head. 

“Shut up,” you mumble, lifting your hand just a fraction. You’ve traced the lines with your eyes, now you want a little more. “Can I touch it? Can I tough you?”

“Why not?” Sakyo replies. You smile a little, and reach out.

You’re careful. And even though the ink is nearly a decade old, he still flinches when your fingers brush his back. You start at his shoulder blade, over the swirling clouds near the corner of the design. When you feel him stiffen up, you pause.

“Sorry,” he says, “it’s just been awhile.”

“Mhm,” you say, “it’s okay, baby.”

“God,” he sighs, with as much fondness as annoyance. You shift a little closer, pressing your palm to his bare back.

He’s not as inclined to flinch this time, at least. And you carefully follow the lines of his tattoo until he’s as relaxed as before you touched him. You get a little bolder when you know that he’s ready.

“Hm,” you smile, leaning forward and putting your chest to his bare back. You’re so warm. You kiss his neck and he flinches for a different reason. “My baby, isn’t that right?”

“Uh-huh,” he says, sounding dazed. “M’yours, always.”

“I love you,” you say, your lips agonizingly close to his ear. Goosebumps bloom on the back of his neck.

“Shit, I love you so much,” he exhales. Sakyo earns your soft, beautiful laugh.

“I shouldn’t overwhelm you, I’m sorry,” you say, “I’ll be careful, I know this is new for you.”

“No, it’s okay,” he’s quick to tell you, “you don’t have to be sorry, you don’t mean any harm.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, that’s all,” you say, “whether or not I mean to.”

“You couldn’t,” he replies, “just-- do what you want, whatever you want. If you’re the one doing it, then I like it.”

“You’re sweet,” you say. You kiss where his neck meets his jaw, feeling him shiver under your lips.

You move your hands slowly over his shoulders, still keeping your mouth close enough to his neck to kiss. Gently, you let your fingers wander over his muscles.

“Stop me if it hurts,” you say, “or for any other reason.”

“Okay,” he replies. He sounds sure of himself, it gives you the confidence you need to continue your downward exploration. 

Your hands wander over his shoulder blades and down his back. He’s distracted from it every so often by a soft, warm kiss pressed to the back of his neck. Sakyo waits for you to bite, or to sink your nails into his skin. It’s a reflex, but it never happens. Slowly, his shoulders relax again. He takes deeper breaths.

Far too soon, you pull away. But you’re just looking at the design again, tracing your finger over the ridge of his spine.

“You know, Sakyo—” you start.

“Huh? What?” he cuts you off, he’s not quite sure why. He misses your weight at his back, perhaps.

“She really is beautiful,” you say, your finger tracing the geisha’s left eye.

“I—” he can’t finish his sentence. He doesn’t know how. His tattoo cost more than it was worth, it serves as a permanent reminder that it’s too late to walk away from his past. Sakyo thought it was beautiful, once, but that was before he knew what it meant to have it be part of him.

“I mean it, she is,” you say. And he believes you. For whatever reason, you do think it’s pretty.

“I picked it ‘cause of my mother,” he admits with a heavy sigh. He glances over his shoulder. “It just— a samurai or an oni felt weird. I was working for her. It’s always been for her.”

“Does she know about this?” you ask.

“No, I haven’t shown it to anyone,” he replies.

“Nobody?” you continue, sidestepping his air of finality. You’ve found his stories very rarely end just because he wants them to.

“Not on purpose,” he says. You nod.

You slip your arms around him again, folding your hands over his chest and hugging him from behind. You know what you’ll find there, you’re more used to the thin-raised lines on his chest. Old wounds that have long-since healed, leaving old marks.

“And the scars?” you try. You press your cheek to his shoulder.

“She doesn’t nag me too much about them. Probably because they’re hard for her to look at,” he says. You click your tongue like you disapprove. 

“I think you’re too hard on yourself,” you say. Sakyo shrugs, though he’s careful not to disturb your hold on him.

“Keeps me humble,” he replies, so nonchalant as to be worrying. 

“They’re not hard for me to look at,” you say, but there’s no edge in your voice. Just sincerity, just the truth.

“Really, now?” he asks, caught off-guard by how easily you disagreed.

“Yes, really,” you sigh. “It’s your skin, baby. It’s skin that’s done it’s job and healed. That couldn’t be ugly.”

“You’re sappier than Arisugawa,” he teases, sounding long-suffering but still touched.

“That’s love,” you shrug this time.

“I guess so,” he says. 

“Turn a little, let me kiss you,” you continue, your hand on his shoulder urging him to listen.

He shifts, with no urge to resist when you want to lead him. It feels right, moving to face you so that you can pull him against your chest. With his tattoo no longer the focus, Sakyo feels less exposed.

You kiss him as you promised, holding the back of his head and keeping him close. It’s deeper than before, your teeth touch his lower lip and Sakyo still gets goosebumps when you carefully bite down. It doesn’t hurt, not even a bit. You do it because you know he likes that.

When you break from him to breathe, you’re smiling. Your hand comes to rest on his cheek, rubbing your thumb over his mouth to wipe away your lipstick. He’s lost in the way you look at him, with so much love it could stop his heart. What else can he do but smile too?

You hug him when his lips are mostly clean. Your palm presses to his mid-back, rubbing slow circles. He feels a little less strange about baring this part of himself to you, at the very least.

“Mm, that feels nice,” he speaks up. You’re surprised he’d admit something like that.

“Yeah? Come here,” you tell him, deciding to push your luck and move him where you want him again. You lie back on your bed, pulling him with you until he’s cuddled on your chest. Your heartbeat is loud and comforting.  “There we go.”

“Next time, I’ll be the one holding you,” he mumbles into your shoulder.

“Sure, if I let you,” you smile at him.

[lovinga3characters]

hello! if i could request something kinda random, i was wondering if you could do a sakyo/izumi hanahaki disease au drabble or headcanons? this man is killing me with his dumbass tsundere antics and Hidden Pining -@cyrillean

MY DUDE I AM WEAK FOR HANAHAKI DISEASE STUFF 😭😭 Thank you for requesting one of my OTPs because it honestly fits the ship so well. This is the last part of a larger fic I might write but who knows 😗

Warnings: Hanahaki Disease, blood/vomit, unrequited (?) feelings, implied character death (?)

Hanahaki Disease SakyoIzu Drabble

“So... have you made a decision, dear?” His mother said, her face was neither grim nor hopeful, as if she already knew what his answer was going to be.

Sakyo wouldn’t be surprised if she did, this woman raised him after all. She knew more about him than even himself probably.

(Just like her. His lungs ached at the thought.)

“I have.” He replied brusquely, wanting to get the words out as swiftly as possible.

His mother was quiet for a few moments. “I’m glad then,” She says, not even asking. “If you can finally make a choice, then you must be doing alright.”

Her smile was genuine as she got up to leave. “I’ll be back later this week, honey. I love you.” Her voice seemed to strain just a bit.

”Drive safe, Mother. And stop bothering Fushimi about his recipes.” Sakyo huffed quickly as she walked out the hospital door.

Sakyo turned towards the window. He tried to take a deep breath but his chest felt heavy. How pathetic, he could barely even sigh in disappointment.

To his surprise, he heard footsteps coming closer, then stopping right at his door. How long had he been here, in this white room, to start thinking it was his?

“Mother, is that you? You didn’t forget anything-“ Sakyo began.

His heart skipped a beat, his heart stopped, his heart sped up, his heart raced rapidly.

It was Izumi, standing right by the doorway, as if afraid to step closer to him. He doesn’t blame her, he doesn’t have a mirror, but he could feel himself wilting away.

(It’s really her in the flesh, not a restless dream, not a hopeless wish. Not just flawless white skin, flawless pink lips, and flawless red cheeks. She’s just like his memories, just like how he remembers.)

Izumi’s normal, bright eyes were brimmed red, the bags underneath were at a darkness Sakyo had never seen, even during the harshest all-nighters. Her beautiful mouth quivered, her expression looking as surprised as he felt.

He’s never felt so much longing yet so much joy as he did in that brief moment when they made eye contact.

“Sakyo...” Izumi whispered, it seemed she wasn’t even aware that she spoke. Her voice was laced with a mixture of horror and wonder.

It made Sakyo want to laugh bitterly, if only he could. It made Sakyo want to embrace her, if only he could.

The petals tickled his throat and he swallowed quickly. Not now.

“It’s been some time.” He managed to say, fighting the urge to speak her name, fighting the urge to hurl.

His words seemed snap her out of whatever trace she was in. She was finally coming closer. The vines wanted to come up and reach out-

“I’m so sorry for not coming sooner.” Izumi said. “I would have brought something but I didn’t know if you could even handle eating my curry.” She continued, speaking hurriedly, her eyes flickering around the room nervously.

(‘Don’t apologize, I could handle your anything.’ He thought.)

“It’s alright, Director. I can manage.” Sakyo breathed out. Then he did it again, and again, and again-

“I know, but-“ Izumi started, then she cut herself off. She sat down across from him, where his mother sat a few mere minutes before. Her eyes seemed drawn to his desk, which had the many items the rest of the members of Mankai Company had brought to him over the weeks.

The silence stretched and strained, like a rubber band waiting to snap.

Sakyo broke first, as he often seemed to do around her. “Do you know who it is?” He asked instead of what he selfishly wanted to ask.

He wanted to know why she didn’t visit sooner, wanted to know how she was feeling at that very moment.

(He wanted to avoid what he had to do for just a little longer, wanted more time that knew he didn’t have.)

Izumi’s pale face became flushed and she hesitated. Then she shook her head.

(Oh, that was such a familiar color to him, white, pink, and red. His lungs were suddenly shot with pain, don’t, not now.)

Sakyo closed his eyes. He thought about Izumi’s expressions, so honest that she couldn’t even act with it. He was so lucky to see those expressions everyday, they all were so lucky.

He recalled the first and last day he saw her in his childhood, she barely changed at all even after time had passed. Her encouragement of his love for the stage stayed with him for so long, as did her happy laughter, they both rang in Sakyo’s ears.

They had twisted his fate like a growing stem, turning his life around, and making him bloom in ways Sakyo hadn’t believed was possible for him. The warmth of their friendships, the mutual love for acting, he was so grateful to her for letting him earn those.

It was all so like her and it was all so special to him. His eyes felt wet.

Sakyo smiled, “I love you, I always have.”

Then he lets it all go, throwing up so violently there’s a flood of white, pink, and dripping red. His lungs seized and he couldn’t do anything but gasp and cough. Sakyo was no longer just spitting out petals, it was all flowers, fully bloomed.

(Izumi was saying something, desperately shouting. Sakyo thinks she’s either screaming for help or for him to hang on, to stay awake.)

He can’t hear over the fuzzy rush of blood to his head, the blood that trickled down the corners of his mouth and flowed out the cuts of his throat.

Sakyo’s vision is blurry with tears but that’s probably for the best, his glasses fell off when he hunched over anyway.

(Despite that, he could tell that she was sobbing, maybe she was trying to cry out that she loved him too.)

The pain is intense, Sakyo felt like he was being ripped apart. He couldn’t breathe, yet the feeling started to numb, the sensation spread up his arms to his neck and into his face.

(Izumi held his stained hands tightly, he couldn’t feel it. The world began blending together, the white of the hospital walls, the pink of her panicked eyes, the red of his desperate blood...)

With hope and finality, Sakyo closed his eyes for a while.

(As a symbol of devotion, Alstroemeria flowers can say to a companion or loved one that you will always be there for them and that you trust in your lasting bond.)

@cyrillean I hope you cry as much as I did while writing this!

[ikemen-stories]

Yup, with this SakyoXMC is definitely canon. Bye.

[vilhemsoulmate25]

Okay I have been thinking about tot men and their positions in bed yk where this is going

Artem wing

Artem would be a tender sub who isn’t really into anything rough,I can see him the type of man to like it slow and gentle

of course since he has no experience You take the lead and ngl you love domming him, seeing the powerful Top attorney senior between the hands of your mercy makes you feel a powerful ecstasy

It took Artem a lot of time to trust you with his body and be fully relaxed when you touch him

I feel like he’s so touch deprived he’ll whine and whimper at the slightest of touches

After a while he’d ask to dom you but he preferred you domming him ( finally someone to order him lol )

As for the kinks it’d be the following overstimulation,tying his hands,begging,praise and giving him tons of hickeys on that pure body

Vyn Richter

THIS MAN SCREAMS DOMINANCE

He’s into both rough and gentle sex

Spilling wine on your body then licking it while keeping intense eye contact? He’d do that

Spitting wine into your mouth and demanding you so sweetly to swallow it? Would also do that

Vyn is a complete different person during such intimate moments he shows you his sadistic yet sometimes vulnerable side

Safe words and aftercare is a must for that man he will comfort you after a scene or anything you do together and stops instantaneously if you even murmur two letters of your safe word

I think his kinks would be sensation and breath play,dumbification,false empathy,corruption, and blindfolds bec he will definitely hit you with the line “you trust me don’t you?”

Marius von Hagen

A fucking switch i take no debates on this

Extremely whiny for no reason

Would moan in public to embarrass you

A tease to no limits

Loves pda and public make outs

Very much is capable of being a brat or a sadistic bastard who will make you beg

“What’s wrong miss? Cat got your tongue now ? Oww”

He turns into a puppy when you dom him though lol

That guy definitely likes it rough “is that all you got onee saaan?” proceeds to cry when you get harsh

His kinks? Katoptronophilia,voyeurism, oragsm control and praise ofc

Luke Pearce

Isn’t much different from Artem but a better dom tho

Switch (dom lean)

Extremely consensual

He will whisper sweet nothings in your ear

He gets worried when you cry and stops to ask you if you’re hurting or if you need him to do anything

Boy is so soft he will pepper your face with his loving kisses after yall done

First time you two had sex was a whole new experience for the both of you because at first he explored your body ever so fondly kissing everything his lips can touch

I think he’d be into average kinks but if you’re into anything rough he’s willing to try it

Alright this is the end of it! It’s my first time writing such hcs so I’m very sorry if it’s too ooc, inaccurate or bad

Hope you enjoyed 😼😼

[jihyuncompass]

Let’s Go Home

I had an idea for a small little Artem fic. Is there much of a point to this? Nah I just wanted to write something short and sweet 

Artem x MC

Word Count: 2k 

Warnings: N/A

Summary: It’s late, and Artem isn’t home yet. 

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The kitchen clock ticked as you sat in silence. Your head resting on your palm you watched the lights glimmering over the city skyline. The sun had set hours ago and now the only light visible to you outside was only the lights from the skyscrapers nearby. 

Pulling your eyes away from the large windows you looked back to the clock on the kitchen wall. Watching the clock blink you thought back to early in the evening when you had been getting ready to leave the office. 

“Are you sure you want to stay late?” You asked him. Artem looked up from the file he’d been reading from. 

“Yes.” Artem said, then met your eyes when you still seemed unsure. “This case needs extra attention so I should stay and prepare for my client meeting tomorrow.” Still displeased with his answer, you gave him another peculiar look. 

“Artem-” 

“I won’t stay too late. Just go home and rest. There’s still the leftovers from last night in the fridge.” He said. Still unsure you pressed your lips into a fine line but it was no use trying to change his mind. 

Sighing, you nodded. “Okay, but don’t stay too late. You need your rest too.” 

“Of course.” He said. “Now go home, it’s okay.” 

That conversation had been at five, it was already pushing eleven PM, and still Artem hadn’t come back yet. Him staying at work late wasn’t a new thing but ever since the two of you had moved in together it happened significantly less. Still, even on the days where he did stay late it was never this late. 

Your phone didn’t show any missed calls or texts either. It was so unlike him, who usually always made an effort to at least let you know what was going on with him. Your finger hovered over the dial button. On one hand you didn’t want to bother him, yet at the same time there was the nagging worry that was poking at your mind. 

Giving in, you hit the call button. Listening to the dial tone drone on. Hopefully he’d answer quickly. However, after about five rings you only reached his voicemail. Sighing you hung up the phone. This wasn’t like him at all. 

Artem’s workaholic attitude and habits weren't new to you. He’d always been like this as long as you’d known him. Still, even with his usual habits this wasn’t like him. Maybe before you’d gotten together sure, but not now. 

His phone is probably off. You told yourself, he’s probably just really caught up with his work and not paying attention. Still, the worry was eating at you.  

Throwing on a jacket over your casual clothes you left your apartment without even thinking. It was like your body was on autopilot as you headed back towards the law firm. You attempted to call Artem again with no response.

As Themis Law Firm came into sight, you looked up to the window of Artem’s office. The only office with its light still on. At least he was still in his office, so he must have just lost track of time. 

You’d never been in the building when it was this quiet. Even early in the morning there was usually at least a little bit of noise. The sound of computer keyboards, printers, or even the coffee maker was the usual soundtrack of the office. Now however, there was absolutely no noise at all. Only the sound of your shoes against the floor filled your ears. 

Walking towards Artem’s office the light from inside was filtering through the gaps in the doorway. Stopping in front of his office door you pressed an ear to see if you could hear him inside working. Yet now it was uncharacteristically silent inside. You furrowed your brow and knocked on the door, only to be met by a continued silence. 

“Artem?” You called out. Still it was completely silent on the other side. Another moment passed before you chose to open the office door and let yourself right in. 

The office was a mess. Files and documents scattered across the tables and shelves. You knew this case was a tough one but it looked like he’d had to go through hundreds of notes just this evening. 

Artem sat at his desk with his head down on the top of the desk resting on his arms crossed on the top. Careful not to make too much noise when you approached him, he looked to be completely asleep. His computer monitor showing his screensaver, his suit jacket tossed over the back of his chair. 

Like the other tables and shelves his desk was covered in files and notes, notes about the case, evidence, testimonies, laws and legal codes. All written in Artem’s handwriting with his favorite fountain pen. 

Placing a hand on his back you shook him gently. “Artem?” 

After a few shakes his heavy eyes opened, with them now open you noticed the dark circles he’d made an effort to hide. He blinked the exhaustion out of his eyes. Taking a long and deep breath in he turned his eyes up towards you. 

“Artem you fell asleep.” You said. “It’s nearly midnight.” Lifting his head from the desk Artem took in the state of his office and the darkness outside the windows. 

“I thought I’d just lay my head down for a moment.” Artem said, readjusting the tie around his neck, loosening the knot around his neck. “I guess it ended up a little longer than a moment.” 

Awake again he flipped through the files in front of him. Glancing through the notes he’d written on his notepad and in the margins of the documents. Holding yourself back from making a sharper comment you instead tried to grab his attention gently by rubbing his shoulder. 

“Hm?” Artem turned his head towards you. Looking at him directly like this the exhaustion etched on his face. You knew this case had been keeping him working nearly nonstop but he looked like he could drop at any moment. “What is it?” 

“It’s midnight Artem. Let’s call it a night.” You closed the file in front of him. Reaching out he attempted to open it again, but your hand on the folder kept him from it. “I know this case is a lot but please. Let’s just go home.” He sighed, letting his shoulder’s slump and rubbed a spot on his forehead. 

He sighed, looking back over his mess of notes. You could tell how hesitant he was to agree. Letting his eyes slip closed for another moment he nodded. “Alright, let’s go.” Artem set his pen down on the desk and pushed away from his desk. You helped him to get his suit jacket and overcoat. Even with his eyes open he didn’t seem to really be awake. 

Taking his hand in yours he allowed you to lead him through the darkened office and down the elevator. Artem leaned against the wall of the elevator to close his eyes until the elevator got down to the lobby. 

His eyes opened as the elevator doors opened. Giving your hand a squeeze the two of you left the building to head to Artem’s car. 

“Give me your keys.” You said. “I’ll drive us home.” Artem shoved his hand into his pocket and fished around for his car keys. Handing them over you unlocked the doors and got yourself into the driver’s seat. Artem pulled himself into the passenger seat, once he was settled in his seat he rested his head against the window, his eyes falling closed. 

The drive home was completely silent, nothing but the sound of the road as you drove and the soft sound of Artem’s breathing was all you could hear. Luckily the two of you didn’t live too far away from the Law Firm, so it didn’t take long for you to pull up to the apartment building. Once you were finally parked you glanced back towards Artem. Eyes still closed while he leaned against the window. Taking the keys out of the ignition you took his hand to rouse him. 

“Are we home?” Artem asked, eyes opening just a sliver to check his surroundings. 

“Yep, come on. Let’s get you home and to bed.” The car keys were shoved into your jacket pocket while you opened the door to get out. Artem followed suit albeit much slower than you. 

Just like in the office Artem held your hand to lead him. On a different day you would have insisted on him eating before he slept. However just looking at him right now, he probably wouldn’t be able to stay awake long enough to eat a bite. You’d insist on him eating more tomorrow morning to make up for it. At this moment what he needed more than anything was to rest. 

You only let go of his hand for a moment to unlock the door, ushering him inside in front of you. Moving on an autopilot he stumbled his way into the bedroom where you trailed not far behind him. 

“Here.” You said, resting a hand on his arm. “Sit down, I’ll help you.” He nodded, nearly collapsing onto the bed behind him, but forced himself to remain sitting up. Standing in front of him you leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead as you pushed his suit jacket off of his shoulders and dropped it on the bed next to him. Next you undid his tie, a sigh of relief coming from him as you did so, his shoulders relaxing as he took in and exhaled a deep breath.  

Next you made quick work of helping him out of the rest of his work clothes. Pausing to rub his neck and shoulders for a moment. The smallest and lightest of touches to help him relax. His eyes were barely open but he still watched as you focused on him and how he felt. 

The last step was getting him into his sleeping clothes. Despite the heaviness in his body he helped you to get redressed and wearing something more comfortable. Finally you pulled the covers back on the bed for him to finally sleep. Making sure that the blankets were fully covering him you backed away to pick up his work clothes to put them with the rest of the dirty laundry and turn off the rest of the lights in the apartment. 

“Where are you going?” Artem’s soft voice made you turn. His eyes were open even if they struggled to stay that way. 

“I just need to clean up a little, I’ll be right back.” 

“Stay.” He said. “Come lay with me.” You looked to the armful of dirty clothes in your arms. 

“But your clothes, and the lights-” 

“Please.” Artem pleaded. Looking at the kitchen light still on you sighed and just closed the door. Dropping the dirty clothes onto the floor next to it. You guessed you could always take care of it tomorrow morning after you woke up. 

Artem seemed pleased when you walked back towards the bed. Stopping by his side. “I’ll just change, just hold on for one more minute.” Although he seemed displeased Artem nodded. Stepping away you changed as quickly as you could manage, fully aware of how Artem was watching the whole time. Forcing himself awake for the minute it took you to change. 

Getting into bed you were almost instantly enveloped by Artem’s embrace as he pulled you in against his chest. As quick as it was you never would dream of complaining as you put your arms around him. 

“I love you.” Artem whispered. “Thanks for finding me.” He put a sleepy kiss on the top of your head. Smiling against his chest you held him tighter. 

“I love you too Artem. I’m glad I went searching.” Artem hummed above you, but he clearly wasn’t aware anymore. Sleep finally took over him again. You watched him for a moment or two. Rubbing his back and enjoying his warmth. In the morning  you’d both get up early and go straight back to the office to work on this case. Tomorrow would probably be another late night, but so long as the night ended like this. Perhaps you didn’t mind how late it would end up being. 

[satillquinart-mullcreed]

SAKYOIZU MOMENTS

anime ver. part 4/n

YOUNG SAKYOIZU!!!

So cuuuuuute 😭