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Good Tidings We Bring! 🎁’
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Ask Box Christmas Giving
Send ‘Good Tidings We Bring! 🎁’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy/Merry Christmas or any other non-christmasy holiday you celebrate! Let’s join together and celebrate!
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sixthxchairman:
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Daigo spared a glance for the thugs that were now skittering away through the gathered crowd. Between Kaito’s punches and the sudden intrusion of the vehicle, they were sufficiently spooked. Cowards, Daigo thought.
A calloused hand was offered to help Kaito off of the ground. Daigo silently invited the younger man to lean into him if needed. Dark eyes narrowed, studying Kaito intently ― ‘ fine ’ after a hit like that wasn’t going to cut it.
“You put on a good show,” Daigo acknowledged with a faint smile. “There’s a clinic not far from here. The doctor is an old friend of mine.” His firm voice, the same he used to give his orders, left little room for argument.
Kaito took the offered hand with a sincere, albeit soft, “Thanks.” It wasn’t often that someone came up to him after a scuffle and checked on his well-being. Normally, it wasn’t a big deal, but in times like this, he appreciated the check-up.
Actually, Daigo might have been the fourth person in his whole life to have ever questioned his state of being.
While Kaito’s too proud to use the other as a crutch, the mention of a personal friend who happened to be a doctor is enough for him to cave just enough to seek medical attention. Despite his body screaming in agony with each step he took, the former Yakuza’s expression remained rather light-hearted the entire time. “I mean, if he’s your pal, I might be open to seeing him.”
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❛Oɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ﹐ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴅᴏɴᴇ﹐ ᴡᴇ·ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ. ❜
Independent & mutuals-only blog for Vasco (Greedfall). Adored by: Beck ♡
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Will get to replies here and at the other side blogs hopefully within the next few days! I’ve had so much brain rot for my oc over at @sobayason so feel free to hit him up as well
Also discord is available for plotting/talking/general shenanigans
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@sixthxchairman asked: “ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “
“I’m fine,” Masaharu insists even though the agony he’s attempting to hide seeps through his tone. It’s by no means the worst injury he’s sustained, especially within the past few years, but getting hit by a car is never fun. Carefully, he begins to get up as he continues to grumble, “Damn idiot didn’t stop at the crosswalk. I was already in the middle of it, too!”
Neverminded the fact that he was in the middle of the crosswalk because he was fighting some goons...
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taaboh:
Takayuki is frozen for one second, and then two. And then his heart takes a hop, skip, and a jump, and the corner of his mouth pulls up into a smile as the weight of Masaharu’s question really, truly sinks in.
Takayuki gets to his feet. “Kaito-san…”
It doesn’t take much effort to close the distance between them, considering how small the office is. Takayuki crouches by his side, and somehow on the way here his expression had softened considerably.
His hand rests on Masaharu’s bicep.
“…I have for a while now.”
Masaharu realizes he’s never felt fear as deeply as he does in this moment. The terror of Takayuki admitting that maybe he only ever saw it someone else like Mafuyu churns his gut back and forth until it’s nothing but a tangled mess.
But then he answers and Kaito can’t help but feel utterly confused.
“You have?” he repeats dumbfoundedly as he looks up at his partner with wide eyes.
Several moments pass before Masaharu realizes that yes, of course he has. He wouldn’t say so otherwise. And it causes the widest smile to break out over his face as he all but tackles Takayuki with a hug.
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taaboh:
He’s got it bad. Takayuki knows that much. From the first time Masaharu Kaito had punched him into the next week to the first time he called him Taabou to the first time he’d gotten to be close to him, to know him and speak with him and be with him– it feels like for years now Takayuki’s only ever been building up to this.
He’s read about great loves: stories of fools who fall when they’re young, who continue to love no matter what, who eventually get the chance to be with their person. But for all that he’d dream of having the same thing for himself, he’d never really imagined he’d get it.
He can’t help the laugh of disbelief, nor can he stop the chuckle in his throat as he lifts his head enough to kiss Masaharu’s lips again.
“I love you,” he says, meaning it, and though his hand leaves Masaharu’s chest to cup his face instead, Takayuki’s kiss is deep and passionate and longing… but it’s not like he can ever get enough of Masaharu, anyway.
With his tongue in his lover’s mouth, Takayuki’s hands roam down his body once more, ending with his fingers hooking in his underwear and tugging. Let me take it off, please, please, please.
“I love you, too.”
With Takayuki, it never truly felt wrong loving a man. Sure, there was the worry of how he might be perceived, initially, but it melted away far quicker than probably anyone really expected. Maybe it helped knowing Matsugane was in a near identical position as Masaharu is. He never once questioned the kind of man his late former patriarch was, but he knew exactly what he meant to Genda-sensei.
And love’s never felt so sincere or passionate for Masaharu. He knew what he had with Mikiko was love, but even at its best, it never felt this effortless. He’s heard true love felt like this, and he truly thought he’d had it before. But then Taabou kissed him and he knew there was nothing he’d experienced that was anywhere close to this.
A breathy chuckle leaves parted lips as he feels the insistent tug on the few pieces left on him. He pulls back just enough to look up at his partner with a playful twinkle in his eyes.
“Since when do you need permission to take what you want, Taabou?”
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ooc. I followed because I love the Judgment series, and I was super excited to see a Kaito ! I stayed because your Kaito is lovely. <3 Your writing brings him to life really well, and I adore how you balance his larger - than - life personality with the quieter moments. Excellent portrayal, great writing. <3
Oh my goodness you're so kind to say 😭 I really appreciate it! I definitely try my best to find that delicate balance that Kaito possesses and it means so much that someone as wonderful and talented as yourself picked up on it! I adore you
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because you're my buddy! but from a purely technical standpoint i am still here because you actually reply to starters and keep threads going for more than 2 replies, which is already rare on tumblr. LMAO
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ILY2 bestie 😭 my rock in and out of rp FR
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tell me why you followed my blog and tell me what made you stay.
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@taaboh
“What does ‘I love you’ even mean? It’s weird how different three words can feel. I mean, I’ve said it before but it’s never felt so… big, you know? I’m not sure it meant the same thing then. Like, I was too young to get it.”
— Christina Lauren, Beautiful Stranger
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taaboh:
“Mmm.” Takayuki presses a kiss to Masaharu’s neck, smiling against it after.
“You like ‘everything about me’, huh, Masaharu-san?”
Fingers pinch at Masaharu’s nipple, more than happy to tug and play. With his lover’s legs against him, Takayuki’s free hand caresses the back of his thigh, lifting his leg up by knee to press his cock to Masaharu’s ass.
“Cute. It sounds like you’re smitten.”
A breathy moan leaves Masaharu’s lungs in a sigh that quickly turns into a faint chuckle. “’f course I’m smitten, Taabou. Think I’d let just anyone do what you do to me?”
Thick digits card through Takayuki’s hair as Masaharu shifts his raised leg to wrap around the other’s back.
He firmly nudges the slightly slimmer frame against his own with the back of his heel and turns his face to press his lips against Taabou’s temple. “Hard not to be smitten with a man like you, Taabou.”
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taaboh:
“Please,” Takayuki says, sending Masaharu an unimpressed look. “There’s nothing ‘natural’ about this. You know how hard I try just to keep up with you?”
He rocks his hips against him, slow and lazy as he presses kisses down Masaharu’s jaw. The friction sends a nice little shiver across his shoulders.
“I gotta do my best every time.”
Masaharu’s hands slide up Takayuki’s back, one moving upwards even further to curl his digits into the raven strands as he feels his lips move along his jaw. Planting his feet on the floor, he moves his legs to bracket his partner’s sides.
“Bullshit. You know exactly what turns me on and you use it against me every time.
“Sure, it’s your best,” he pauses as a breath stutters between his words, “but it’s as natural as everything else about you.”
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taaboh:
Laughing into Masaharu’s mouth, Takayuki kisses back, his thumb rubbing back and forth at the bud so it hardens under his touch.
“It’s your natural sex appeal, Kaito-san,” he teases, lining his hips up against his partner’s, clothed cock to clothed cock. “A man like you… of course you like having a good time, right?”
Goddamnit, does this man have a hold on Masaharu.
“You plannin’ on showing me one right now, Taabou?” he breathes, spreading his legs a touch wider so the other could settle between his legs with more ease. “Wouldn’t mind being reminded of your natural sex appeal.”
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taaboh:
Takayuki hums, lifting himself on his forearm and looking down. “Would you rather it hurt from the fun stuff, then?”
The tip of his middle finger traces lazy circles around Masaharu’s nipple.
Masaharu’s breath catches in his throat as he feels the delicate touch to the exposed nub.
“It’s amazing that people think I’m the insatiable one,” he teases before he leans up to steal a kiss from Takayuki’s lips.
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