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tears my shirt open like i'm turning into a werewolf awoooo

3914 #kyosato #狂聡

i should be more articulate but hehehe looks like it tickles 😊

really really really really cute

a drawing of medaka and nikaidou from captivated by you. medaka is kneeled on a surface with nikaidou partly in his lap, between his legs. medaka curls over nikaidou, pulling him closer to his body, and buries his face in nikaidou's throat. both his face and nikaidou's throat are messy with blood. nikaidou seems confused and startled, but happy.

#mdnk i won't tell you *not* to bait your apex predator, but i will tell you that you should be really really sure you've considered the consequences of this decision.

He wanted to fuck someone until he felt like he had a clean slate. He would have even accepted sitting in a dark space, watching — only watching — as other men found comfort in each other's bodies. Instead, he kept holing inside his apartment after work — frustrated, angry, horny. He watched garbage on TV. He window-shopped on Mercari and had no one to send the outrageous listings to, now that he and Wada were broken up. He read through days, weeks, months, of LINE messages with Wada and tried to figure out where he could have changed things. He looked at his blocklist. He jerked off so much he got cramps. Maybe that was why, denied all release valves and needing another, Satomi opened up Maps one Friday evening and looked up directions to the Pink Lady.

I Promise Nothing Complete
Chapter 3 | 4.8k words

Satomi goes out after two weeks of living inside his head.
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all in good fun... hehehe... i love movie wada a lot (i like characters with chips on their shoulders)

on the contrary i think wada can do a lot better than satomi haha

i think my favorite part of this is how big the word LATE is. all that attitude in such a tiny body

i shed two full tears reading this

late cat day #kyosato

a drawing of medaka from captivated by you, smiling and throwing a peace sign at the viewer, rendered in darker, more muted colors.

here i'll get you some sunglasses

a drawing of medaka from captivated by you, smiling at the viewer and holding up a peace sign. it is done in overlapping cmy colors.

⚠️ eyestrain

#captivatedbyyou

i wanted to do something with layering colors... only used cyan, magenta, and yellow.

Kyouji redraw done!
Satomi is harder for me to draw for some reason

oh my god!!! you wrote it!!!! you madman.....!

anyone order some narita kyouji at work? archiveofourown.org/works/80643521

Babymi going to school
7 or 8 yo maybe?

I am gonna delete this sketch I guess but man, I feel so weird about drawing rn like who are you

404 hug not found

well i won't stop you but i might lie down too and just close my eyes a bit zzzzzzz

i am so happy you like all the lines. rex set up lots of emotions in this scene so it called for lots of lines. one must imagine satomi happy (furious, confused, sad, grieving, turned on)

well ok

be nice to me i'm scribbling these with the last of my daily juice

give it up for ch2

It wasn’t until long after Satomi had graduated, until he’d grown comfortable with the impersonal and simple brevity of cruising in Tokyo, that he and Wada had begun dating. They’d seen each other before — had fumbled, clumsily, at a party Wada had cajoled Satomi into joining after a takoyaki festival when they were eighteen, but nothing had come of it. They had kissed back then with the kind of inevitably that two gay teens who knew only each other kissed. That wasn’t quite true. At least, not for Satomi. He had kissed Wada that first time and couldn’t help thinking about where he’d gone the final time he sang. The strain in his voice, the sweat matting his hair, the smell of cigarettes and fried foods in the karaoke bar rented out by yakuza twice, thrice his age. Car wreck. Sweat. Wada smelled like incense. His lips were soft, his cheeks were clean, and he smiled shyly when they pulled away. Satomi went home that night and didn’t think of any of that. He kept thinking four years in the past.

I Promise Nothing Complete
Chapter 2 (11k words)
After a weekend with only his spiralling thoughts keeping him company, Satomi finds himself sitting in a Denny's booth across one Narita Kyouji come Monday afternoon.
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a drawing of nikaidou and medaka from captivated by you, as a dragon and a unicorn. they're both wearing yukata. medaka leans over nikaidou's shoulder with a pleased expression and drags his extremely long tongue under nikaidou's jaw and along his cheek. nikaidou looks confused but not upset about this.

#mdnk put that thang back in there, man.

unikaidou and vampdragon medaka!!

狂聡

thank you ao3 for being down so i couldn't double check i got the quote exactly right

are u doing YOUR part (reading I Promise Nothing Complete)

Sever - Chapter 1 - pickedaxe - ファミレス行こ。 | Famiresu Iko | Let's Go to the Family Restaurant (Manga) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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