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From his home lines, we know that Azuma hates bugs. I’d like to imagine that when he was in his room alone and a bug friend came along he would kinda freeze and lock eyes with the little critter. While keeping eyes on it, he calls over one of the winter troupe members (it usually ends up being Tasuku{sometimes Tsuzuru and Omi automatically walk on over because they’re used to ‘bug removal duty’}), and they have to scoot the bug onto a piece of paper and let it go outside. A few weeks after Guy shows up, Azu kinda just leans over and lightly tugs on his sleeve to let him know there’s a leggy critter. (Guy doesn’t mind insects all that much, and it freaks out Azuma every time Guy holds one in his hand when he can’t find paper)

Hi! Are you still taking requests? I would like to do one if it’s possible.

How about Izumi forgetting things because our girl is trying to manage 20 men and side jobs in other theaters? For example, she is coming down from her room to lounge to drink a water but when she enters in, she just forgets what she was going to do and everyone asks “Director, why are you just standing there lol” and she starts to question herself in a comedic sense lolol

Thank you in advance.

Sajnknfdakjsnfs ok this is actually hilarious!!!

-Izumi literally does so much work, and yet she seems to keep up a very chipper and fun attitude. Like?? How does she do it???? 

-(Being in the vicinity of curry probably just gives her a boost of energy)

-I feel like Izumi would be the type to keep working until her brain cannot process words anymore, so she's in the kitchen holding what she thinks is a napkin to wipe off the counter. (She's actually holding some of Yuki’s fabric that he just finished pinning together.)

-Yuki’s dramatic gasp of horror was enough to snap Izumi out of it and immediately start apologizing to him. He then ordered her to go to take a nap, and strangely enough, Izumi didn’t even question it.

-Tsumugi has bumped into her in the garden. She was just,,,.standing there,.,.mayhaps she was photosynthesizing? Is the director a flower now? He was so tempted to take his watering can and sprinkle a little bit on her head, but he kinda just, gently tapped on her shoulder until she floated back to earth. Apparently she was going out for groceries and her brain just shut down the second she stepped outside.

-After a couple of these incidents, Sakyo has Sakoda bring him a copy of Izumi’s schedule every week and he’ll go through the list, looking for things to take off her plate so she can get enough rest in. he’ll also ask Winter troupe to look after her a bit because he trusts them to be gentle with it.

-Izumi has found herself getting invited to tea by Homare every Wednesday, and Guy, Azuma, and Tsumugi meditate and burn incense with her on occasion. 

-Hisoka and Misumi were enlisted to watch to make sure she doesn’t space out anywhere dangerous, and to make sure to drag her to take naps when necessary. 

For Tenma’s first birthday at Mankia, Muku went out to a bookstore and bought a ton of children’s fairytale books. Shorter illustrated ones, old novel length ones, compilations of stories, you name it! He even enlisted Kazu to help him find some stories that are popular in countries around the world.

(They even found and old Zafran fairy tale book and Citron had Guy read it out loud for everyone in the common room after dinner, “Just like when I was a little Citron!!!”)

Upon Tenma’s confused glance at the stack of books, Muku explained that he got all the stories for him because he realized that tenma probably never had bedtime stories read to him as a kid, or even read them himself. Sure, when he was 12 he acted in a tv series that parodied fairy tales, but muku adamantly exclaimed that that didn't count! He wanted temna to experience the magical feeling that the stories can bring you, and the unparalleled experience of reading one just as you fall asleep, soul warmed by the reassurance of a happy ending.

Tenma was incredibly touched upon seeing sweet little muku get so serious about giving him a taste of childhood.

author’s note: ahhh, there’s something so domestic ab seeing people on the phone..,.,,.

cw: i cursed a lil bit woops

Can sit still while on a phone call: tasuku, masumi, chikage, yuki, juza, hisoka (that is, if he even bothers to pick up), guy, azuma

Smiles the entire time to keep their tone of voice sounding alert and happy [semi-customer service voice]: sakuya, tsuzuru (unless it’s a close friend, then you have the privilege of hearing him sound like a zombie <3), itaru (same idea with tsuzu though, he’ll be gaming while he talks), muku, kazunari, kumon, tsumugi, izumi

Gestures a ton: sakuya, itaru, tenma, KAZU, KUMON, banri, sakyo, HOMARE!! Stg he’s practically doing interpretive dance.,.,king shit right there, matsukawa, sakoda, taichi 

Walks a lap around the entire building, outside, across a field, into another prefecture, with a mug in their hand the whole time. Ends the call not knowing where the fuck they are: SAKYO(he makes it home on his own, sakoda also kinda followed him but shhhhh), HOMARE, tsumugi if he can remember how to answer the phone in time(JKJK I LOVE HIM PLS), tsuzuru (he also gets home dw)

Sighs loudly and dramatically the second the call ends: ITARU, kazunari, yuki, banri, azami, tasuku, hisoka (again, only if he actually bothers to answer the call)

Does the actual weirdest shit without their voice betraying them at all: kumon (he literally starts doing a full workout, lunges, squats, even some yoga! Yuki has 110% walked in on kumon in bakasana pose [crow/crane pose] while setting up a picnic with a few of his friends), omi (full meal while on the phone with his photography club), itaru (you know good and well he’s playing at least 2 different games while talking, even for business calls), banri (mr. super ultra easy mode will go out of his way to do so much weird shit i cant even list everything here)

If there were to be a theoretical production of Cats the musical (SPECIFICALLY THE 1998 VERSION) by Mankai:

Banri pulls off Rum Tum Tugger with SO MUCH FLAIR. 

(Yuki is sobbing over the leopard print.)

Azami has a ton of fun doing the makeup!! But he’s also gonna be yelling at everyone because so much makeup means everyone needs to be ON POINT with their skincare, and MISUMI I SWEAR IF YOU STEAL THE PAINT TO SNEAK ONE MORE TRIANGLE ON KAZU’S FACE I’M GONNA SCREAM.

Mistoffelees could be either: Muku or Taichi! + Misumi def has the athletic chops for it! 

Omi/Guy as Old Deuteronomy <3

,.,..,.thinking ab the intimacy of falling asleep in a pile with friends,,..

I feel like fuyugumi is simultaneously so genuinely emotionally open and closed off with each other at the same time. But imagine what happens when they get to the point where they’re all just so comfortable with each other. They have movie nights like the kids do, because why shouldn't we? Why do the kids get to have all the fun? They get together for tea, for picnics, for drinks. Every single time they get even mildly tipsy Arisu gets teary-eyed about how much he loves his friends, and every single time they assure him they love him too. Thinking about Guy, and how horribly lonely he never knew he was. How he used to feel a shiver running along his back whenever Azuma laid a comforting hand on his forearm in casual conversation. How he graduated from these small, nearly imperceptible acts of affection to becoming one of Hisoka’s favorite pillows. How he learned to feel safe. And by god, the first time he fell asleep in the common room during a movie, with his bangs falling down, framing his face so beautifully, everyone just held their breath because there was no way this moment could get any more perfect

Every now and then i remember that [for all the essays i could write ab how they deserve better from the writers and official artists] citron and guy are muslim coded and my little heart fills :)

citron teaching omi and izumi how to make roti on a well aged tawa [think crepe pan!], one of the few things citron brought with him when he fled home. Smiling quietly when he teaches them how to scoop up curry without getting toooo messy, and openly grinning and cheering when sakuya manages to do it perfectly, laughing and agreeing when misumi says the shape between his fingers looks a bit like a triangle!!!! So cool!!!!!

Heart swelling with something…just something. When he hears masumi and tenma grumble about the saffron staining their fingernails. Just like his brothers do. Well, did. I mean, probably still do…right?

Every now and again, he was viscerally reminded that he. Was not. Home.

No one recognized his spices and perfumes.

No one joined in his little songs, references from his favorite movies. They couldn't.

He always, always had to check before he ate something for the ingredients list. Something he took for granted. A comfort, a sense of safety he took for granted.

No one recognized his mumbled recitations under his breath after watching horror movies. He was never the most intently devout, but the Arabic he did know soothed his soul.

The simplest things.

Tea tasted thin, bitter. Nothing like his rich, spiced chai.

That was it.

Little things.

Nothing special he could point to and say was ‘wrong’. It just, deeply, wholly, wasn't his.

Citron felt that gut wrenching twist and claw of loneliness when holidays rolled around. He dreaded celebrating alone.

He explained Ramadan to his new family! Assured them that, yes, he was definitely eating! He just wouldn't be eating with them in the day for a while! All with this…strange smile on his face.

The first week of the first Ramadan he spent at the dorms was sad. Just plain sad.

He wanted his brothers. He wanted them near him so bad it hurt. He wanted to hear those quiet little complaints and the jokingly angry yells whenever a commercial for food came on the tv. He wanted to wake up with them. Watch everyone slowly shuffle into the kitchen before dawn. When he was alone it felt wrong. Like he was taking food when he wasn't supposed to. It just. It wasn't right. Nothing about it felt right.

And then the second week started. And Izumi was in the kitchen before him.

Bleary eyed, blanket around her shoulders [that made his heart hurt, who knows why], and wearily peering at the stove as she stirred a pan of leftover curry, rice cooker with only 3 minutes left on the counter. And the young man was struck with how soft her ‘good morning’ was. How full of love and determination her smile was.

He was not ashamed when he cried into her shoulder for a minute or so. She seemed to understand.

everyone knows when kazunari, tsumugi, or guy are eating sanwiches bc kazu started texting the inter-troupe groupchat whenever he was eating a sandwich by texting the word ‘sandwich’ spelled Very Incorrectly. [examples include: smandwninch, sandywenchie, sammywicth, thandwinch]. 

tsumugi reaaaaaaaly wanted to know what the hell kazu meant by ‘PANDWINCH MOMENT BESTIESSSSSSS’ and once kazu called him to properly explain it, tsumugi got totally looped in. tsumu never spells it incorrectly tho, he just sends ‘sandwich :)’. tsumu looped guy into it once he joined too!!! [he was soooooo exthusiastic ab it it was very cute <333 the first time tsumu could teach someone ab a technology joke!! wow!!!] 

guys sends his messages only in the winter troupe chat, stylised as “Sandwich time.”

tetsuro, omi, guy, tasuku, chikage, and misumi are all [individually] strong enough to pick up almost everyone in mankai. thus, anyone who wants it will get regular pick-upsies!!! everyone loves picking up muku bc hes such a sweet little fella :”)))) def the baby of mankai. almost everyone is strong enough to lift izumi in a princess carry and shes strong enough to lift quite a few troupe members too!! [teeechnically hisoka can too but he usually will not bother..,.,he does make exceptions for sakuya and muku tho,.,.,] azuma gets VERY giggly when he’s picked up,,.,ough,.,swoons,.,,.he is so special to me,,.,omi was veryyy hesitant when taichi asked him if he wanted someone to try and pick him up, so tai-chan obviously enlisted the help of guy and tetsuro to see if either of them were strong enough. turns out, both were!!! omi was blushing and smiling as FUCK it was vv cute

i will tell u a secret tho,.,.hisoka once picked up homare bridal style and homa HASNT SHUT UP ABOUT IT SINCE!!!! HE WAS SO ENAMOURED!!!! so!!! homare started regularly lifting weights with tasuku [he may have had to convince homa not to start lifting with 30 pound weights and mayyybe work his way up instead…] and after a good few months of spouting poems about exercising, he was finally able to lift hiso!!! good job homare!!!!

hi hi hiiiii :DDDD first off i wanna say i've been loving scrolling back in your acc and reading ur fics!!! i dont know how i havent followed you sooner, but im here now!!! lolol :"D so!! for the tea prompts, could i perhapse get milk and rosehip tea with guy :O? i feel like he's suuuch an interesting character to write in terms of solidifying things like emotion expression and affection!!! thank u so so much in advance <33333 :D

Aaaa hiiii im such a fan :000 your tags have been brightening my days hehe I get so excited when I read through them n I’m always smiling like an idiot and and and ANYWAY!! Request!! Yes! I totally agree, Guy is so fun to write with and explore, so I really hope you enjoy!!

Request game

Rules

Milk tea: what are their kisses like?

⚙️ough….ough…

⚙️He’s such a sucker for affection and your kisses always catch him off-guard, which always makes him so happy n blushy

⚙️and he rly wants to give that back but he’s so awkward about it

⚙️He wants to make sure you’re perfectly still so he can aim correctly and give you the perfect surprise kiss

⚙️And he definitely did it right, because you really didn’t know what was going on when you felt a light touch to your forehead until you looked up and found Guy right next to you

⚙️You couldn’t even find words to say because HOW is he so CUTE? And so HOT? And KIND??

⚙️luckily, Guy spoke up first

⚙️“A kiss. For you. Since you like giving them so much, you should get some too.”

⚙️WAUGH LIL MAN(well not really little but he’s so CUTE)

⚙️all you could do was sit there in silence, wanting to squeal

⚙️instead, you opted for wrapping your arms around him, nuzzling into his torso

⚙️he returned the action, keeping you close

⚙️Anyway, actual answer to the question

⚙️His kisses are very timid, but once he gets used to giving and receiving them, they become more frequent, but they’re still very special to him.

⚙️He cares so much about you, and, because of that, he wants to make sure he’s as gentle as possible so as not to hurt you by coming on too strong, which includes kisses

⚙️HE<3333

Rosehip tea: how romantic are they? how do they show affection?

⚙️He isn’t really affectionate at first, since this is his first romantic relationship

⚙️When you first started out, he went with things he’d see other couples do, which led to a lot of awkward situations where he thought he was showing affection well, but he just was doing things a bit more…uniquely(affectionate)

⚙️that’s not to say it wasn’t fun or adorable, though

⚙️For instance, he wanted to try taking you to a dessert shop and feed you a bite of his food, but he was so monotonous that you couldn’t help but giggle happily as you took the bite.

⚙️vv cute<3

⚙️Later on, he found what his favorite ways of showing affection were through trial and error, and just by finding what you both liked the most.

⚙️He probably struggles with physical touch(even tho he loves it), and his affections lie in mostly in quality time, acts of service, and clunky words of affirmation

⚙️For example, he values having time with you every day where you can both relax and talk freely, where he gives you some food or you make some together

⚙️Along with that, sometimes he’ll just collapse on top of you or cling to you and you can just FEEL his body soften from its usual stiff position

⚙️it’s always accompanied by a few messy kisses<33333

⚙️overall, he’s a sucker for you and is a romantic lil guy<3

it is ramadan again, another year at mankai, and citron is worried that if his heart gets any more full, it’ll burst inside his chest, and he’ll slide off the couch, limp, and crush poor muku who’s sitting on the floor.

guy is with him. that alone feels as if it’s too much to ask for. and yet, there he is, warm hands, gentle face, and that soothing voice that makes citron feel like a little kid again, that makes him want to sit in the kitchen as he cooks and listen to guy talk for hours.

more frequently, they’re joined in the mornings by assorted troupemates, trying their hand at the early hours. a surprisingly common occurrence is chikage. he seems quieter in the mornings, something citron comes to appreciate, to the relief of guy.

and the hustle and bustle of eid preparations makes him want to cry, just as much as it makes him overjoyed. it feels like home again.

on the day itself, the whole company seems to be there, falling over each other to get things done, to celebrate, to sheepishly ask guy whether or not they had the banner upside-down. [they did. woopsies. itaru helps re-hang it]

citron, guy, yuki, and kazu create a henna squad, and almost every single company member is marked in some place, big or small. kazu delightedly gets both his hands done by citron. kumon has his on his inner wrist, so it doesnt fade too quickly from how much he uses his hands playing sports. citron mischievously snuck some onto hisoka’s cheek as he napped, though he didn’t end up minding too much, since he couldn’t feel it. sakyo sat almost dead-quiet for guy to give a small design on the back of his shoulder, not wanting it visible, but still wanting to show his support, that he considers them family. azuma delights in how his set traces down to his fingertips, showing off his graceful, slim hands. juza is surprisingly ticklish, and wont stop moving, to yuki’s eternal annoyance.

citron and guy both do one hand each for izumi, and they seem much quieter as they work than they were with the others.

citron has a laptop open to a video chat with his siblings, and it runs for hours upon hours. everyone stops by the screen and waves at least once, politely introducing themselves. occasionally, there are shouts from the computer, as a brother tries to pass along a question, or comment. when akigumi was introduced, they hear some excited murmurs, and then a kind sounding voice. citron translates the compliment to mean, ‘hey hey, please tell that young boy there that we like his sweater!! it looks classy, very nice!’. taichi wasnt there at the moment, nor was azami. through a couple of clarifying questions, citron breaks into a horrible giggle fit, and announces that they were talking about sakyo. [old man can only grumble that the camera must be less than great in its clarity. though he does give a polite nod as a thank-you]

it’s ramadan again, and citron feels so, so full.

Every now and then i remember that [for all the essays i could write ab how they deserve better from the writers and official artists] citron and guy are muslim coded and my little heart fills :)

citron teaching omi and izumi how to make roti on a well aged tawa [think crepe pan!], one of the few things citron brought with him when he fled home. Smiling quietly when he teaches them how to scoop up curry without getting toooo messy, and openly grinning and cheering when sakuya manages to do it perfectly, laughing and agreeing when misumi says the shape between his fingers looks a bit like a triangle!!!! So cool!!!!!

Heart swelling with something…just something. When he hears masumi and tenma grumble about the saffron staining their fingernails. Just like his brothers do. Well, did. I mean, probably still do…right?

Every now and again, he was viscerally reminded that he. Was not. Home.

No one recognized his spices and perfumes.

No one joined in his little songs, references from his favorite movies. They couldn’t.

He always, always had to check before he ate something for the ingredients list. Something he took for granted. A comfort, a sense of safety he took for granted.

No one recognized his mumbled recitations under his breath after watching horror movies. He was never the most intently devout, but the Arabic he did know soothed his soul.

The simplest things.

Tea tasted thin, bitter. Nothing like his rich, spiced chai.

That was it.

Little things.

Nothing special he could point to and say was ‘wrong’. It just, deeply, wholly, wasn’t his.

Citron felt that gut wrenching twist and claw of loneliness when holidays rolled around. He dreaded celebrating alone.

He explained Ramadan to his new family! Assured them that, yes, he was definitely eating! He just wouldn’t be eating with them in the day for a while! All with this…strange smile on his face.

The first week of the first Ramadan he spent at the dorms was sad. Just plain sad.

He wanted his brothers. He wanted them near him so bad it hurt. He wanted to hear those quiet little complaints and the jokingly angry yells whenever a commercial for food came on the tv. He wanted to wake up with them. Watch everyone slowly shuffle into the kitchen before dawn. When he was alone it felt wrong. Like he was taking food when he wasn’t supposed to. It just. It wasn’t right. Nothing about it felt right.

And then the second week started. And Izumi was in the kitchen before him.

Bleary eyed, blanket around her shoulders [that made his heart hurt, who knows why], and wearily peering at the stove as she stirred a pan of leftover curry, rice cooker with only 3 minutes left on the counter. And the young man was struck with how soft her ‘good morning’ was. How full of love and determination her smile was.

He was not ashamed when he cried into her shoulder for a minute or so. She seemed to understand.

Curious goofballs

Diavolo, Kalim and Misumi

Yes M'lord

Barbatos, Jade and Guy

(I had way too much time on my hands-)

Gaming buds

Levi,Idia,Itaru and Banri

Strict disciplinary implementors

Lucifer,Riddle and Sakyou

Smol and sassy trio

Luke,Epel, and Yuki