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thank you guys so much for being patient, ive gotten all of your requests so far and i do have plans to complete them! i.. recently had to abandon my main blog and remake and lay low for a while because of ex-friend(s) stalking me/keeping tabs on me (and evading my block and stalking me to find out my new url again) so its been! pretty hectic :’)
im slowly but surely getting to all of the number responses, im really looking forward to doing those
me, shirtless, walking up to an unsuspecting ichimatsu: hey can you hold these for me
ichimatsu: hold wh
me: places my breasts directly into his hands
43
Are you drunk?
“I can’t even begin t’ thank you enough,” Osomatsu’s voice slurred, and you were surprised you could even make out what he said to begin with. The scent of beer embedded itself into his clothes. Despite your distaste for his particular brand, you had to admit, the smell of it was slowly making its way up your “favorite scents” list. “Y’really didn’t have t’ do this for me.”
“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes, tightening your grip on his hand. His arm was slung around your shoulder and you were carrying most of his body weight. “Your brothers were asleep and you know they probably wouldn’t have gotten up to grab you. Plus, this way I know you get home safe.”
Osomatsu’s free hand tapped your arm, signaling for you to stop. You did as he asked, and watched him wander his way over to a stray bush. It didn’t take long for you to put two and two together; you rushed to his side just as he dropped to his knees and rubbed soothing circles into his back while he threw up.
“Thanks...” He burped and wiped excess drool with his sleeve, staying down on his knees for a moment. You hummed in response and continued your back rub.
“You gonna be okay to get home? I can run to a convenience store real quick to get you some water--.”
“No!” He cut you off. “No, I’m fine, I just wanna get home ASAP. Just... give me a moment t’ rest.”
“You got it,” you squatted next to him and rested your cheek on your knee. “If you need anything else, let me know.”
“Thanks, babe,” he brushed his nose with his finger, turning to face you. “You know I love you, right?”
“Wh-what?” You were taken aback. You hadn’t confessed your feelings to him, why would he say something like this? “Y-you mean as a friend, right?”
“Well, sure,” he grinned wider, “but more than that, too. You’re always there for me... taking care of me... you’re always so sweet. I’m really lucky to have met you. I love you a lot.”
He reached out and clumsily brushed your hair with his hand, applying more force than he would have sober. You appreciated the gesture nonetheless. Still in shock, you blurted out an obvious question. “Are you drunk?”
Osomatsu furrowed his brow. “Of course I am. Why do you think I threw up in public?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Okay, well, you know what they say...” he pinched your nose gently. “Drunk words are sober thoughts.”
“Alright, let’s get you home.” You picked him up again. He complied, leaning on you once more. “If you remember what you told me, come tomorrow morning, we can go on a date.”
He wiggled excitedly in your grip. “You can count on me! I promise!!”
THANKS FOR BEING PATIENT GUYS, ILY ALL
also to the anon who requested the apologetic s/o.... ur makin me cry, its like looking in a mirror......
Hey dude, i'd like to request either “We have to be quiet.” or “How much of that did you hear?” with Ichimatsu, depending on which one inspires you more, thank you mob!!
We have to be quiet / How much of that did you hear?
“You have to fucking promise me you won’t tell them,” Ichimatsu hissed, his teeth grit. He had a vice grip on Karamatsu’s leather jacket, knuckles white and nails threatening to rip the material. Karamatsu held his hands up in surrender, face pale and sweaty.
“I-I promise, dear brother!” Karamatsu adjusted his glasses nervously. “On one condition--”
“Absolutely the fuck not,” Ichimatsu cut him off, nearly snarling, “you don’t get any conditionals.”
“Brother, you have to soothe my romantic heart,” he wiggled out of his grip, pressing a hand to his forehead dramatically. “I may be able to help you!”
Ichimatsu glared hard, fists clenched. The blush across his cheeks betrayed his assertive demeanor. “...Fine.”
Not an hour later, you let yourself in to the Matsuno household. It was eerily quiet, an uncommon characteristic. Squinting a bit, you crept around the house quietly to see if anyone was home. What you heard was a couple of hushed voices-- Ichimatsu and Karamatsu.
“...heard the door open, we have to be quiet.”
Ichimatsu.
“I’m always quiet, brother.”
Karamatsu.
“Anyway, to wrap this up before whoever came home comes in, I guess... I guess that’s why I like them so much. I feel like I can be myself around them. I’m not afraid. They make me not afraid.”
“That’s love, brother.”
Ichimatsu’s voice softened with each sentence he spoke, like he was letting his guard down. Outside the door, you could hear a solid pat on the back. You correctly assumed it was from Karamatsu.
Hitching your breath, you knocked.
“You don’t need to knock,” Ichimatsu’s aloof voice returned and you could feel his glare through the door.
“I-it’s me,” you spoke up.
“Come in, cherie!” Karamatsu called back to you, his nickname being met with a sharp smack from his brother. You opened the door and stood sheepishly under the frame.
“...How much of that did you hear?” Ichimatsu did his best to keep his composure, but he was tense, as though he was ready to bolt out of the room.
“All of it.” You bit your lip and refused to meet his gaze. However, you did make your way into the room, and Karamatsu took that as a sign to get out. Once you were sure you were alone, you stood in front of Ichimatsu and tentatively held out your hand. “Do you... wanna talk this out at the cat cafe a few blocks over?”
Relief flooded his face, along with a red hue. He took your hand in his (his palms were sweaty, you found it endearing) and gave you a slight nod, a smile creeping up on his features. “I’d love to..!”
44 // Totty x reader, maybe? I'm curious of what you will come up with :3
I still remember the way you taste.
Nights out with Totty were simultaneously something you’d never forget, but could never remember. You knew you always had a good time together, because that was a guarantee. You just never remembered what specifically made it a good time.
Maybe it was just because Todomatsu was there with you that made it worthwhile.
You were lying on your backs in a field, head to head, looking up at the stars.
“Do you remember our first date?” Totty’s voice was slurred. “The... the one that I took you home after.”
You giggled. “It’s been 3 years, why are you bringing that up now?”
Rolling onto his side, he placed his hand on your cheek briefly before running it down to settle on your neck. You turned your head to get a look at him. Lust and adoration painted his features.
“I still remember the way you taste,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. Todomatsu was examining your face, top to bottom. His eyes lingered on your lips. “I wonder if it’s still the same.”
“Totty!” You slapped his arm playfully and a grin broke out across his face. He rolled over, hovering over you.
“Will you let me find out?”
You pretended to consider his offer for a moment, acting as though you were weighing the pros and cons. When he made a noise of impatience, you pressed a kiss to his nose and pushed on his chest to move him. “Will you at least wait ‘till we get home?”
“Deal.”
9 angst, either oso or jyushi. -yume
You’re in love with her.
You could feel your heart breaking with each second that passed. The way Jyushimatsu fawned over Totoko absolutely wrecked you. Deep down, you knew she didn’t mean any harm by it; it was just the way things had been for 15-odd years.
Besides, you weren’t even together, officially. Why did this matter so much to you?
He waved frantically as she left, yelling back a “goodbye” in an incredibly kind voice to the two of you. You were snapped out of your trance.
“You’re in love with her...” Your voice wasn’t as strong or as confident as you would have hoped, but it was loud enough to grab Jyushimatsu’s attention.
“Eh? N-no, I’m not!” His face broke just as fast as his voice did. He grabbed onto your shoulders and shook you gently, as if trying to shake his thoughts into you. “I promise, I’m not in love with her!”
Shaking your head, you backed out of his grip with ease. It was “I...I know when I’m facing something I don’t have a chance against.”
"Pl-please don’t go--!” Jyushimatsu panicked even more.
“I’m sorry, Jyushimatsu,” you backed away from him further; facing him, but not making eye contact. “I’m sorry.”
50 Dialogue Prompts
“It’s really not that complicated.”
“Close the door.”
“It’s three in the morning.”
“I should have told you a long time ago.”
“Why are you helping me?”
“You have to leave right now.”
“Just trust me.”
“I’ve been waiting a long time.”
“You’re in love with her.”
“Come here.”
“We could get arrested for this.”
“What are you thinking about?”
“I thought you were dead.”
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
“Was that supposed to hurt?”
“I can explain.”
“Love is overrated.”
“Watch me.”
“I’ve missed this.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Sometimes, being a complete nerd comes in handy.”
“I don’t owe you an explanation.”
“We have to be quiet.”
“You’re trembling.”
“I want an answer, goddammit!”
“It was you the whole time.”
“Tell me again.”
“This is why we can’t have nice things.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“You don’t see me.”
“I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”
“You could have died.”
“Prove it.”
“I might never get another chance to say this.”
“Do you regret it?”
“Tell me I’m wrong.”
“Lie to me then.”
“You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”
“We need to talk about what happened last night.”
“I never stood a chance, did I?”
“I feel like I can’t breathe.”
“I’m only here to establish an alibi.”
“Are you drunk?”
“I still remember the way you taste.”
“How much of that did you hear?”
“What happens if I do this?”
“Why are you whispering?”
“You make me want things I can’t have.”
“I don’t want to screw this up.”
“People are staring.”
Where are you, My Friend ?? x'(
aaa sorry, like i said irl shit has been going down... half of it is on the mend, but the other half is still a pile of flaming garbage,,,
What's been going on?
w/o getting into too much detail its uhhhh relationship issues? both platonic & romantic
for now, requests are temporarily closed ;;
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I can’t believe Ichimatsu is fucking dead.
guys my Big Commission is finally done and i am hh HHH HH IM VIBRATIGN
while thinking about how much i want karako to [REDACTED], i imagined her with a pixie cut and
ladies is it gay to love girls?
*draws myself kissing all the joshimatsus to haley kiyoko’s girls like girls*
i said id draw smthn nasty but then i got caught up in 80s hits and i drew myself matsu style in this outfit
@ shot anon
my dumb ass thought you were talking about like, alcohol shots, until i saw u sippin on your angst wine
