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are your reqs open? if they are could i get hcs of the wan wan combi w/ a cosplaying s/o ? thank you !!

Yup! Reqs are always open!

⋆Kazu⋆

Ok, he’s been enamoured with you from day one, but the first time he sees you in cosplay he’s just squealing for a minute straight

How?!?!? How are you so cute?? So handsome!? So pretty!?

If you want him to, he’ll do photoshoots for you at the drop of a hat

I think part of what draws kazu to cosplaying is how intensely artistic it is! You quite literally re-create an entire other being with yourself! How cool is that?!? (he’s very excited ab this if you can't already tell)

He’d absolutely want to get in on the shenanigans >:3

Imagine doing cute couple-y cosplays with him!!! He’ll be bouncing off the walls the second you texted him a pictures of the characters you wanted to do

Tai-chan <3

Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg!!!!!!!

If you post your cosplays online just know that he runs a stan account for you,.,bby is your biggest fan

He is just :pleadingeyesemoji: every single time he sees you all dressed up <3

He actually low-key gets nervous when talking to you in cosplay bc in his brain you look so cool and awesome and maybe just a little bit scary with how well-put together you are,.,., he’s just wearing a band-tee [he does not know the band, i’m sorry, he just thought the words “My Chemical Romance” looked cool] and cargo shorts, he feels kinda lame next to you..,.,

Will be too scared to mess up your outfit or (if you happen to be wearing any) smudge your makeup, so he will harness all his willpower to not poke your cute little cheeks or snuggle into you like normal

Now, you’re having none of that. Attack him with kissies and cuddles so he doesn’t cry

hc: muku will sometimes text in freeform poetry 

Muku:

I think cooked fruit is disgusting, in nearly all forms.

but if you like cooked fruit,

i will give all of mine to you

and you will give me the crust off of your pie to nibble on

and that is because we love each other :)))))))

-1:34 AM

Yuki:

Go the fuck to sleep <3

-1:37 AM

wow your hcs are so adorable! can i ask for gender neutral s/o slow dancing with citron, sakoda and juza? 🌟

Oh this is so cute,.,.my heart.,.,.please.,., like, irl i am vv awkward ab dancing (i only do it alone lol) but oh my goodness, the idea of dancing with someone just melts me lol

Also so sorry ab the inconsistency in formatting, something possessed me while writing citron’s?? And then i shut down completely while trying to write juza’s and didnt finish it for MONTHS IM SORRY

Citron

He’s the one that's physically the closest to you the entire time, at certain points you two can hardly even move, you’re just kinda holding each other while music quietly plays in the background

Obsessed with staring into your pretty eyes <3, he may bump into something, dw he’s ok!!!

The spring troupe had just finished a run with a local college theatre group, while it was their off season, they all loved the script they were given to work with and Citron had an incredible amount of fun playing the role of a young professor. He absolutely adored the big warm coat that was part of the costume and Yuki practically had to pull it off him at the end of practices. Except for today. Somehow, some way he was able to evade Yuki’s inordinately good tracking skills and was holed up in his room showing you how warm and cozy and swishy the coat was! After twirling in it, Citron gasped as if an entire sun spider was crawling up the door behind you. Before you had a second to see what the hell prompted such a reaction, your boyfriend practically tackled you, to your great confusion.

“Darling, oh I know you’d look so cute in this, please please please put it on??”

Oh. oh no. Citron was doing the one thing you couldn't resist. Puppy dog eyes. Damn him and his cute face.

With only a slightly exasperated sigh, you respond with “ok ok, but only for a minute!! If Yuki finds me and tries to induct me into his society of sewing servants as payback for keeping the coat out of the costume room you have to come to my rescue! Promise?”

“I swear!!!”, ever the dramatic dweeb, your dashing prince kneels down, holding your hand, bringing to mind how he swore his loyalty to you when you first started dating.

With such sweet [and mildly embarrassing thoughts] occupying your mind, you hardly notice how Citron jumps up and draws the coat over your shoulders, cooing at how precious you looked!

obvi he started twirling u around to see the coat all swishy on you <3 he loves u soo much waaaajfhkjvdf,,

between the twirls he gets the idea to pull you into a little dance but he just kinda loves holding u so much its not that much moving, more like,,,..,prolonged-standing-hugging

Sakoda

this sweet little punk can be so smooth and fluctuate back to his goofball self in less than 0.0005 seconds it’s almost scary

(don’t let izumi find out or she’ll definitely try and get him into one of the troupes)

You two were watching a movie together and there was a really cinematic scene where two of the side characters just spent a few minutes dancing together. It didn’t really contribute to the main plot, and neither of the characters had much screen time besides that one scene, but something about it was so real, and so sweet that sakoda was practically melting over it.

Whenever you watch movies with him that he’s already seen he tends to watch your face to see how you react to his favorite moments and oh…,,oh his poor little heart,.,.

The soft, cool light of the small television in his apartment lit up your face in the prettiest way. He could see just how imperceptibly your brows furrowed as you tried to catch a glimpse of a poster in the background, how you grinned from ear to ear as you heard one of the characters told the other a horrendously bad pun, oh god, how you leaned towards the edge of your spot on the sofa, how your hand drifted to rest on his knee when it looked like the characters were about to kiss

He could not stand how sweet you looked

And then when you told him to pause the movie and get his cute ass up he was vv much confused

“Ken, I think I know the song they’re playing! Wait one second…Got it!”

He couldn't help but giggle at how proud of yourself you looked as you dragged him into the centre of the living room, gently pushing aside the box of dvds Sakoda was pawing through earlier with your foot

And when you pressed ‘play’ on your phone and he heard the first few bars of music, when you rushed over to him and clumsily placed one hand on the back of his left shoulder, one hand interlaced with his, and oh god when you started to lead him in a soft little dance around the area rug you two bought last month, he was sure he was the luckiest man alive

Juza

Oh my goodness i love this boy so so so much.,.,he’s such a sweet lad,.,.soft boy,,.baby,..,babyyy boyy.,.,

Ok, you will have to take the lead on this one!

As much as juza adores you and wants you to feel like royalty, he is soooooo haunted by the rough edges of his life in a real sad babygirl way

At least at the beginning of your relationship, he really does not trust himself to not screw up. He cares too much about you to make dumb mistakes, and he foresees sooo much going wrong if he tries to pull off something so stupidly suave

So, it was your 1 month anniversary and you were BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS

You!!! You and your boy!!! A whole month!!!! Your!!!! Boy!!!!!!

You wanted to spoil him soooo badddd

He managed to beat you to the punch [unintentional, but a good metaphor for this lad!], by inviting you to a cat cafe he said Mr. Mikage recommended <3 [hell yeah hiso, thank u king]

He even downloaded the little app the store released so your drinks and snacks would be ready when you got there?!?! This boy!??!?!?

The store was owned by this really sweet older couple in the neighborhood who had started dating a few years ago [azuma filled you in on the gossip <3] and you always felt so happy looking into the store every morning as you walked past, with Mr. Hayashi outside, watering the plants, and Mr. Agawa inside, bringing out some baked goods

The only other person in the store at the moment though, was the young woman at the register who seemed to be getting either veryyy antsy or veryyy excited about something. After noticing her looking at you and juza at least 5 times in as many minutes you landed on the assumption that she proooobably figured out you two were on a date

And for some reason she left for the break room

And you could swear the lighting in the store dimmed, even though it was like, 10am and sunny outside

And the music suddenly sounded a lot more like a soft, romantic lofi playlist

Oh

…

Ok register girl. I see you. Well played. Well played indeed…

From your vantage point [bean bag chair, best option for observational missions, tactical retreats, and cosy snuggles with that bigass maine coon], you saw juza trying his damnest to keep cat hair off of his shortcake. More than once you saw him raise that silly little cake fork to take a bite and make the cutest scrunched up frownie face when he saw a hair just as he was ab to indulge in delicious strawberry creamy cake-y goodness!! Real tragic!! Real cute!!

you had genuine concern that your heart was going to rupture or strain or pull a muscle or whatever it is that hearts do from the sheer cuteness of the pretty boy in front of you, so you spring into action

nobly shielding juza’s dessert with your jacket tented delicately over the plate, you guided that darling boy of yours to stand up and hold your hands

while juza didnt know exactlyyy what you were planning, he knew it was meant to be romantic, so he took advantage of your single second of strategic slow-dance-stance-ing to give you a little kiss on the forehead :))))

he is vv pleased with himself :)))

i worry im getting repetitive, so i’ll cut to the chase, you tell juza you wanna dance!! [boogie woogie groovy woovy], you step on each other’s feet while trying to avoid stepping on cats, cashier is overjoyed at her instincts proving right, and the cafe owners peek through the staff break room window too and after aww-ing at how cute you two are they start slow-dancing too! bam! done! two cute couples in one hc am i the best or am i the best hell yeahhhgg

Taichi will plunk down on the living room floor and watch the muppets with such intense joy everyone cries end of post

Sakyo my king, will never ever use a dishwasher. A MACHINE??? CLEANING MY DISHES??? he does not believe it works im so sorry to tell you all this but it must be said

muku with a lisp hell yeagh

kazu’s left upper thigh is absolutely COVERED in stick and pokes, most of them are high up enough that no one can see when he wears knee-length shorts outside, but when he’s hanging around the house in shorter shorts you can see some of them!! he’s also 110% down to do little doodles on anyone who asks but will not give actual stick n pokes to the kiddies.,they r too babye,..,infants,,

Whenever tenma gets super stressed or upset about something he really needs to do something with his hands. He had a bad habit of pulling on seams and loose threads from his costumes so Yuki went looking for something to get his hands off his clothes and landed on woven lanyards! Yuki only taught him the 90 degree box stitch and Tenma ended up going online to learn a ton of other patterns too! So, pretty much every time they have shows coming up or Ten-ten has filming to do he ends up making fistfulls of lanyards and other little handicrafts! Yes, he made friendship bracelets for the entire summer troupe. Yes, he was very, very proud of how nicely they came out. Yes they made it into an entire ceremony when Kumon joined, and yes, Tenma officially dubbed him, ‘part of the squad’. He kept them in a shoebox in his room until he somehow filled it up. Lanyards were kinda ending up all over the floor and Yuki was filling up the natsugumi Swear Jar real quick from stepping on hard plastic so Tenma ceremoniously took his box into the common room, lined everyone up, and distributed lanyards to the entire company. 

So that's why Tetsuro has a baby pink lanyard for his house keys.

Thinking about how taichi trusts so readily and so strongly,..,like, this is a boy who knows what the world will do to you and yet! and fucking yet!! he trusts his troupe so much. he lied to them. he hurt them. he expected them to hate him, and he still confessed to what he did!!! he met these [i say this lovingly] Fucking Weirdos and went 'heeheehoohoo they're my brothers now >:)'. people warm up to him like nothing. hes so open and good and kind its wild. i remember in the first year when breaking up a fight between banri and juza, taichi was able to get banri away by literally asking him what kind of curry he liked. and this is banri ‘was just beating hyodo’s ass’ ‘literal delinquent’ ‘implied criminal’ [fr he has this one line ab testing the limits of the law and his own body and,..,ban-chan i think we need to have a conversation ab what that last one means bc it cant possibly just be him being redundant ab his fights], and yet there is something ab taichi that makes him go ‘oh huh i better answer this question honestly. ummm beef is good :)’ like????!?!?! this says a lot ab both of them but there’s def something to be said about how taichi nanao is able to get a real asshole to genuinely stop and open up about something as mundane as his favorite food

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.

due to their horrendous fucking posture kazu, tsuzu, itaru, tsumugi, and homare all have lower back issues for days.,.soooOO! sakuya and muku worked together to make bean-sock heat packs for them all :))) + kazu and tsumu are actually weirdly good at giving massages?? so they will help out the besties <333 + PLUS!!! azuma eventually catches wind of the sitch and buys a heated back massager and everyone takes turns using it

kazu watches those videos on yt that are compilation of banger musical theatre moments and he makes facial expressions very strongly!!! so every now and again he’ll be walking around with headphones in and he’ll hear someone pull off a wildddd riff and he’ll stop in the middle of the hallway and verbally go “WOOGH???” with this exact face --> “>:O”

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.”

Hi boo! 💕 Whenever you want and can think you could do a hc for (let's act surprised) Tsumugi, Omi and Tsuzuru when they are super whipped for their s/o?? like, i want them to love us so much ugh no shame asdfgh take care as always and sending you a big muah! 💕

Emi my bestieeee! <3

Tsumugi

omg he’s so SAPPYYYYYYYYYYYYY

come get your man he’s legit talking to the flowers about you

“I’m so excited for you all to grow up big and strong :))) Once you’re all ready I’m gonna take you to meet someone :))) They’re very nice, I hope you like them!” BABE THESE ARE PLANTS,,,,THEY ARE NOT COGNISCANT OF THE FACT THAT THEY ARE GOING TO BE IN A MINIATURE BOUQUET

he is SO precious tho… i feel like in terms of love languages he’d be really into gift giving and quality time

so at least once a week you two either go out for coffee or make some at home and cuddle up in the garden for a nice and slow morning

he also has this really cute habit where, instead of giving you a kiss on the cheek or something, he’ll just kinda softly smoosh his face against you..what a weirdo [read: what a cutie :”””)))]

if you happen to dislike alcohol he absolutely doesn’t mind, but if you do like having a sippy sip every now and then, he is a great person to drink with

azuma and homare loving bringing home nice wines for the adults at mankai to sample during nights in, and guy is always willing to mix a drink or two for his friends

as much as he loves verbally expositing essays about theatre when he’s tipsy, he also becomes a TOTAL cuddlebug its vv cute <333

if you have to get up to grab some snacks or hop into the bathroom real quick, you will come back to tsumu looking the sliiightest bit mopey

he j wants to keep his hands on you :((( make sure you’re still right there with him :((( uk he loves you soooo muuu- OOO you brought pretzels yaaay :D!!!!!! [SILLY BABY,.,.HOLD HIM PLEASSSEEEE]

makes you really nice fluffy omeletts the morning after to make up for anything embarrassing he might have said the night before…. if you give him a little ‘good morning’ peck on the cheek he will brighten up considerably tho.

Omi

He,.,he’s kinda obsessed with giving you forehead kissies.,,

Like, he will not leave the dorms, nor let you leave without a forehead kiss, makes him feel safe :)

if you do it back to him he will go to the akigumi groupchat and literally tell them he’s found his future spouse. they cant bring themselves to clown on him. [banri clowns on him the tiniest bit but thats just bc he knows omi is being so honest rn that it makes the kid tear up a little. fuck man, you cant just go and prove love is real to me like this? ewwww???]

he has,,, ok DONT laugh, but…he has burned food bc he was thinking ab you…EMBARASSING right???? [he’s so cute wtf i cant even write this with a straight face ]

not a day goes by where he doesnt either text you or tell you in person how handsome and pretty and cute you are [EURGJK,,,he’s sooooo…]

you will find yourself wondering if he even knows what he’s doing to you…[answer: he DOES WTF WAUUUUGH,,.,]

ok he does this little thing…where like, when he hugs you from behind he’ll always say this precious little ‘hey :)’ so he doesnt scare you [SOBBING..GIMME A MINUTE…], and then he runs his hands up your back, over your shoulder blades, and down your arms before snuggling into the crook of your neck [im gonna SCREEAMM,,,HOW IS HE LIKE THIS…]

loves playing low romantic music while he’s cuddling with you [i’m currently back on my hozier kick and wauughg,.,good music..] and if you start singing along? god help this man i dont even think he’ll be breathing so he could hear you better..

baby him PLEASEEEEEEEE THIS MAN NEEDS SOME CARE AND TENDERNESS IN HIS LIFE…

gets all smiley and giggly when you baby him :”) turns out he really melts when someones taking care of him… he will pull you in for cuddles and you will not escape [he will begrudgingly let you go if you really want to, or need to get work done]

Tsuzuru

Gives you kisses on your temple! It just felt so right the first time he did it and it stuck!

Ok ok, i swear this isnt creepy, i promise i swear i pinky promise!! He really likes just snuggling his face to the nape of your neck, his lips pressed against your shoulder bc he really likes how you smell. It really calms him down.

Like he has stolen your clothes before so he could have you around even when,..,uk,,You The Person weren’t around

he is so used to being in a household of siblings so he thought sharing hoodies and stuff would come natural-WRONG WRONG WRONG DEAD WRONG

he looses his fucking marbles when he sees you in his clothes he is fucked up fr, god spare his SOUL if you swipe a pair of his shorts or sweatpants…he’s gonna have to actually turn away from you for a second to collect himself

like woaaaoww,.,.,.mine?,.,,mine??? like,,not in the objectify-y way but,..,,.omg mine???

MINE?????

cooking for you. 25/8. it will never end. so much yummby food,.,.,thank u tsuzu,.,.

fr like every single time you see him you’re getting fed SOMETHING like if you’re hanging out in the dorms? apron ON stove ON pan BUTTERED. if you meet somewhere outside? you’re either going out for a snack or he came with some food packed w him

he’s such a little weirdo too, like, if he’s in an affectionate mood there is a 62% chance he will lean in as if to give u a kissie and then fucking noms on your earlobe

ITS THE SILLIEST WAY HE KNOWS TO EXPRESS AFFECTION AND HE LIKES HEARING YOU GIGGLE I DONT KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU?????

CONTENT WARNING: this piece is about disordered eating [nothing very graphic, but mentions of some of the milder side effects of not eating well for a somewhat extended period of time] so please please take caution in reading

I honestly think Taichi may struggle with eating properly. Like, I can see him feeling super nervous during the middle of spring, because ‘oh jeez, summer is coming and I totally gained weight, I know I did, ah shit.,,’. He’d get worried about how he has a smaller frame compared to the other guys in Mankai, and especially the guys in his troupe. Like, Omi is huge. When he’s in a bad headspace, just standing up near Omi makes him feel so scrawny and pathetic. So he starts eating in a very unbalanced manner. While simultaneously trying to lose his ‘winter weight’ and gain muscle, Taichi starts skipping meals and doing strenuous workouts way more often than his body can handle. He starts sneaking into the kitchen late at night, trying to find something to stave off his hunger so he can sleep. He starts feeling dizzy and lightheaded multiple times a day. He can barely help Yuki sew anymore because his seams keep going crooked and he’s just too woozy and ‘God it's warm in here’ ‘Shit I'm freezing’ ‘Dude I’m fine I swear! (I feel sick)’ and he can't keep track of where the needle is going. Two and a half weeks of this. He feels terrible. Not only is his body struggling to keep up with his activities and schoolwork, he feels incredibly guilty for lying to everyone. Because, let's be real, some of the older members of Mankai know something is up with Taichi. Izumi can see that something is wrong, but she can't pinpoint exactly what. Kazu is worried about his peppy little bro seeming so wiped out at 3 in the afternoon. And Omi. Shit. It feels horrible lying to him. And smiling while lying to his face? Taichi feels nauseated every time he does it. 

 “I ate already!!”

“Oh don't worry, I had a big lunch, I’m just not hungry for dinner!”

“Haha, I’ll tell ya if I’m hungry Omimiiii!” 

Three weeks. Three weeks of this. And Taichi is in the kitchen at 2 in the morning, with a sad little sandwich in his cold hand. And he stubs his toe.

And apparently that was the last fucking straw.

And he slides down the side of the countertop to curl up into himself on the floor. And he cries. And he cries. Juza was the first one who found Taichi curled up on the floor and got scared. Unsure of how to proceed, he gently laid his hand on the little boy’s shaking back. Opening his arms, allowing Taichi to lean in and be held, asked who he would be comfortable talking with. And now we have Omi and Izumi sitting on the couch with Taichi, comforting him and listening attentively as he tells them everything. No more lying. Never again. I promise. I'm so sorry. Omi and Izumi glanced at each other for a moment, and the two minds as one body, proceeded to reassure this kid in front of them. “Taichi, its ok” 

“...what?” 

“Listen to me, hey hey, look at me please? Taichi, listen please.” 

“It's okay Nanao. I promise. We love you.” 

“We care about you. I promise.” 

 “It’s alright.” 

“It's okay.” 

“We love you” 

All Taichi can do is cry harder, cradled in Izumi and Omi’s arms, surrounded by the warmest reassurance he’s felt in a while. Omi and Izumi spend the next few hours calming Taichi down, re-assuring him that they’re here for him, that they still love him, that they’ll always love him. that they could never be mad at him for something like this. And Izumi chokes a little bit between ‘like’ and ‘this’. Someone in her care, god, a child in her care was hurting so bad and she couldn't help sooner? She could have helped with this one. She knew what it felt like to…no, she knows what it feels like, she, oh god, she knows and it’s bad. She’s tensed up to hell and back, she will not cry right now, this is not about her. but of course, Taichi notices. And he silently leans his forehead against her shoulder in assumed understanding. Omi notices and he keeps one hand on Taichi’s knee and one hand slides to the middle of Izumi’s back. Warm. Solid. Safe.

Tucked up on the couch like this, Taichi falls asleep first. Omi and Izumi can’t bring themselves to sleep yet though, and they both sit there for a little over an hour, in rapt contemplation of the boy between him, and the way he looked younger when he was asleep. There was a quiet comfort in how they both laid a hand each on Taichi’s back, in how Izumi’s hand tentatively searches for Omi’s behind the cushion between them, and how Omi gently catches it, and holds on to her, absolutely swept with a sense of fierce protectiveness, of reverence, and a sickening twist of fear and deep seated care for the two sleeping bodies next to him.

Misumi just so happened to wake up earliest that morning, having planned to cut up some triangle shaped fruits for Natsugumi’s picnic later that day. Yawing and wrapping his crochet blanket [courtesy of Yuki] to bunch up on his shoulders, he sleepily shuffled into the living room, walking to pull aside the curtains to let in some sunlight almost on autopilot, when he stopped in the middle of the carpet, standing stock still. Oh boy. Something deeeefinitely happened here. Something not very nice at all. As quiet as he could, Misumi tip-toed over to the couch, gently laying his blanket over Taichi and Omi, and slid off his hoodie to cover up Izumi. As darling as they looked, all cuddled up, Misumi’s heart absolutely ached seeing how desperately it seemed Taichi was clutching onto the hem of Omi’s shirt, how protectively the two adults had been sitting around Taichi. Putting aside the fruit for now, Misumi thought it best to put on a pot of water to make some black tea for the little group when they woke up. It’s what his grandfather did whenever Misumi was feeling all sad and run-down. While the water boiled he snuck around to the rooms of anyone he guessed could have been awake that early, Chikage and Itaru, Tasuku, Kazunari and Kumon, he even flagged down Kamekichi and asked him to keep the living room clear of any visitors till the trio woke up. Bustling around the kitchen, he couldnt help but softly giggle as he heard Taichi yawn and stretch out, one arm hanging off of the couch, and Misumi caught himself blushing a little as he turned around to see Omi [still half asleep], pulling Izumi closer, who, in turn, snuggled in, with her hand resting on the back of Taichi’s head. Pretty cute.

ok so sibling behavior, yeah? juza was so used to j fuckign around w kumon at home that occasionally he slips back into that in mankai MEANING he will sometimes belt songs w kumon and be all silly and shit and he’ll walk about 2 steps out of the room they’re in and shut the absolute FUCK UP standing there STOCK STILL bc omfg itaru is right there. he’s standing right there. he heard me. he’s RIGHT THERE. im gonna go die now. 

Hi 🙋🏽‍♀️ your fics are actually amazing and they are such a big comfort for me!! Could you please do hcs of hisoka, taichi and muku with an s/o who is strong and picks them up at random times like they are just practicing and their s/o walks into the room and picks them up que everyone just looking and waiting for them to put him down like: 🕴🏽

Sorry for making this so specific please have a nice day and say safe!! :]

(if this makes you uncomfortable in anyway or your reqs are closed please delete this req!!)

THANK U THANKU THANKU SMMMM.....THIS,.,,REQ,..,.,SO CUTE,,,.,.EEIUGHGJ.,.,.[please pretend u dont see me digging around in my room to find my dumbbells again,.,.i have forsaken my workout routine.,.]

hisoka

ragdoll FR

he reeeally like being carried :”) he falls asleep sooo quickly when you’re holding him! he feels safe with you :)

he wiiillll go totally limp tho, he’s not even gonna try to make it easy on you

absolutely will try to convince izumi to let him go through with practice like this but she’s too worried about you getting tired so she kinda shuts it down after a few mins

she does think you two are really cute tho <333

she will audibly go ‘awwwweee’ if she sees you carrying him around the dorms

anyways! imo hisoka is totes the type to really like how his partner smells, so if you’re being all cuddly with him but gotta leave at some point, he will demand you give him your sweater or jacket or soooomething just so he can hold onto it while you’re gone

taichi

OKOKOK HE THINKS UR SO COOL….but this???? picking him up??? in front of everyone???

SWOONING….

ww.,,.www,., pleading eyes emoji

you make him feel so SPECIAL OMG… like he knooows banri is laughing at him a leetle bit [lightheartedly <3] but he does not CARE he feels like your SPECIAL BOY he feels CUTE and LITTLE

he will make sure to give u a big squeezy hug before you go! [or you could stay for practice >:OOOO! sakyo knows ur a good kid so he doesn't particularly mind]

after the first few times taichi will try and pick you up too!! he wants to be a cool boyfie!! if he cant manage it the first time, no worries! he’s on his way to tasuku to get advice on strength training 😌

muku

wAAAAAA :”D HES GONNA CRY….

dont be surprised if he picks you up too >:333 he’s a strong boy!

pleaadignnjvjf eyes emojinvjf part twoo,.,waaughf HE LIKES U SM,,,,

he’s actually totally squee-ing :”) full on baby mode activated

this is just like that one scene in that shoujo manga he’s been reading lately where the main character’s love interest picks them up because a pipe burst in their classroom and the floor was flooding and the love interest didnt want the mc’s shoes getting wet and they had a scene where they carried them outside and!!! and!!!

he’s so cute pls listen to him,..

kazunari Will whistle at you two just to see muku get all blushy and try to hide his face in your shoulder [feel free to make fun of him for being single, it will make yuki laugh for the entire practice]

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!!!!

Spring Troupe

Sakuya

- script annotation hcs

- saku’s greetings (mini hc/analysis)

- saku, muku, homare and Shakespeare (mini hc)

- tsundere s/o (hcs)

- juza and saku being buddies! (hcs)

- surrounded by love

-overworked s/o (hcs)

Tsuzuru

- script annotation hcs

- domestic fluff (x reader hcs)

-tsundere s/o (hcs)

- got any grapes?

- autopilot big brother

-sleeby,,

-sleeby part 2 :”D

-overworked s/o (hcs)

-playwriting shenanigans, pt1

Itaru

- script annotation hcs

-tsundere s/o (hcs)

- fluffy ‘taru (x reader hcs)

-cosplayer s/o (hcs)

-overworked s/o (hcs)

Citron

-script annotation hcs

- juggling!!

- homare and citron as language learning buddies

-tsundere s/o (hcs)

- got any grapes?

- citron and lil kids!

-scarves n perfumes <3

-overworked s/o (hcs)

-musings on being muslim-coded

Masumi

- script annotation hcs

-tsundere s/o (hcs)

-overworked s/o (hcs)

Chikage

-tsundere s/o (hcs)

-scarves n perfumes <3

-overworked s/o (hcs)

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.