🍒 (hiatus)

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.
archiveofourown.org/works/803723...

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

archiveofourown.org/works/804293...

Title: I Promise Nothing Complete by goldenglitz Fandoms: カラオケ行こ！ | Karaoke Iko! | Let's Go Karaoke! (Manga), ファミレス行こ。 | Famiresu Iko | Let's Go to the Family Restaurant (Manga) Explicit Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings M/M Pairing: Narita Kyouji/Oka SatomiOka Satomi Narita Kyouji Tags: previous Oka Satomi/Wada, 5025, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Trans Male Character, Trans Oka Satomi, Top Narita Kyouji/Bottom Oka Satomi, Top Oka Satomi/Bottom Narita Kyouji Summary: When Kyouji didn’t contact him after the karaoke competition, all Satomi could feel was relief. That was over, he thought to himself, and now he could worry about the problems that truly mattered. The problems a fourteen year old should have: what to wear for graduation. Studying for entrance exams. Making sure the club would run smoothly once he was gone. But then he remembered he’d left a smoking crater where his spot in the chorus club had been. He remembered the last box of mouldering strawberries, fuzzy-white and stinking sickly-sweet under his desk. He’d eaten all but one box, which he’d kept like some sort of memento until it was reduced to inedibility. Through a set of increasingly unlikely coincidences, Satomi finds himself face to face with Kyouji in an interrogation room. Id and impulse do the rest of the damage.

Satomi read the name on the Duty Attorney request list about twelve times before he fully internalized it. Narita Kyouji. He blinked at it, put the list down, picked it back up, looked at it again. The request was for today. Satomi glanced around, as if this was some elaborate hazing ritual -- as if the events of eleven years ago, which he held close to his heart for some awful reason he'd probably never be able to articulate, were public knowledge. "Oka-san," someone called out behind him. Satomi turned, still holding the list in his hand. "Is there something wrong with the list? Did it print out weird?" Satomi glanced back down at it. The name was still there. "No," he said, as he adjusted his glasses. The paper was going to crumple at the rate he kept picking it up and putting it down. "No, it's fine. I was just wondering if I could come along as a DA today."

I Promise Nothing Complete
Chapter 1 (~9k words)
Explicit | canon divergent | kyosatokyo
After eleven years of estrangement, Oka Satomi finds himself sitting in an interrogation room table across from one Narita Kyouji.
archiveofourown.org/works/80372381
#goldenfic

still on hiatus i just wanted to try pixel-converter.ameniwa.com too

i think i'm going to take a mini hiatus! please DM me if you need something or reach out on discord

screenshot of my fic on ao3 titled "in water". the summary says "did you like me even when i was fourteen?" the tags are kyosato, 4318, referenced 3914, and double drabble.

quick lil #kyosato fic. i really need to organize my posts better. #kafufic
archiveofourown.org/works/79776096

I love the idea of kyouji refusing to have penetrative sex with satomi so he ends up having bizarre "sex" with him instead

🍒 #狂聡