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the magnum opus and the muse.
yaguchi yatora x reader
notes: [818 words.] geidai yatora makes me question everything fr ): anyways pls give blue period the love it deserves!! i am literally scraping the floor for crumbs
disclaimers: university au! yaguchi, mentions of smoking & drinking (they discourage it tho), brief mention of underage drinking, reader & yaguchi are probs depressed, friends pining for each other, questioning the future & reminiscing abt the past!!
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“How does it feel to hate the things you love?”
A puff of smoke escapes his chapped lips, eyes glistening with a sense of mirth from your question.
Yatora Yaguchi has always been an enigma. From the moment he dyed his hair and pierced his ears, to when his love for art blossomed into an almost self destructive endeavour.
You wonder why he did it. Why would he go through such lengths for it all? For his definition of love.
Even more so now, as he stood in front of you. Yatora looks different now, you thought. Clad in nothing but an all black hoodie and weathered jeans gifted to him during his high-school days, one would think he looks the same as usual. Nothing out of the ordinary.
But you know better. He knows better.
His usually bleached hair is showing his natural roots. The whites of his eyes are bloodshot; Yatora walks with a sense of lethargy instead of self-assured confidence, a feeling you know all too well.
He, too, is hit with the feeling of sullen dreams.
“It fucking sucks. I have no idea what I’m supposed to be doing.” Yatora brings up a hand to his face, covering the bags that rimmed his eyes. “Pass me another smoke, would you?”
A reluctant grimace finds its way onto your face, hand reaching into your pocket for the box of poison anyways. “You’re killing your lungs that way, y’know.”
“And you’re killing your liver. You’re one to talk.”
Downing the liquor you would once steal from your parent’s cabinets, and were now legal to buy it with your own money, you reminisced.
Back to your youth. Back to when Yatora was encapsulating a blue Shibuya - not living amongst the colour. Back to when you and he didn’t lay in shards of crushed hopes that pierce through the very cores of your beings.
“It would be easier,” you turn to him, watching how the evening glow of Shibuya painted his face with warmth. “If you lived without passion. Like me.”
A beat of silence passes through the air. “No thanks,” he interjects.
“Hey! Why?” You punch his shoulder half-heartedly, “I’m serious. I almost died trying to create a so-called ‘magnum opus’, and now you might too. That’s the last thing I want from you.”
Another cloud of smoke enriches the air around you. And with the smile he gives you, one with the brilliance of a thousand stars, Yatora makes you realise. Within this ghost city, so devoid of life, there was still hope. Hope that came in the form of an ex-delinquent boy, now a Geidai student.
“Because, you said it yourself back in our second year of junior high. That’s the worst way of living. And eventually, you’ll lose sense of yourself, right?” His hand reaches to readjust the scarf he placed around you, delicately. Like he always was, with you. “I believe you still live with passion. You just refuse to believe it.”
Yes, you thought to yourself. Yatora’s right when he says you do live with passion.
But it’s not what he may think.
It’s not in the form of art, not in the tangible, literal sense anyways. Not in the way society thinks of what art is.
It’s in the form of love.
In the form of him.
Yatora is your magnum opus. And you hope to see him bloom into something magnificent.
So, you partly know the answer to your own question. To feel hatred for the things you love? It is to feel hatred towards the man you dedicated yourself wholly to, for he is the one who is slowly leading himself into turmoil.
But, just as before, you will wait. Forever, and evermore. The words lingering on the tip of your tongue will remain unspoken until he, too, sees you in a similar light.
You sigh. That’s enough thinking; you’ve drunk too much again.
A slight tug to your hands snaps you back to reality. “C’mon, daydreamer. My mum has been wanting to see you again. How does spending a night at my house sound?”
The slight desperate tone in his voice makes you realise that maybe, just maybe, Yatora is clinging to the past too.
Little do you know, he views you as something incomprehensible too. Why does he always search for a glimpse of you in the Geidai halls? Attending class would be the last thing you do. It is all unknown to him.
Yatora’s love burns. He is able to paint even through tears; he never feels as if too much is enough. And maybe that’s why he refuses to let you go. He can never get enough of you.
He can never get enough of the person that historians would dictate as his muse.
And maybe that's why he refuses to say the words which cling onto the deep crevices of his heart so very deeply.
yes, i definitely recommend reading blue period <3
I've been really normal about them lately ☝️😋💥💯
Btw sorry my camera is really bad it has been through some shit 💀
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“Se essa vida fosse eu filme...eu dava pause nessa cena”
i'll kill them all with my art.
Hello ;3 !! Can i request for headcanons for Yatora, Yuka, Yotasuke and Yakumo (all with Y idk i think that it's funny :P) from blue period with a trans male reader that is a fucking "social loser", like, they only have two friends (their partner and other friend), barely goes outside of their room and leave the house, has problems with food and barely eats basically living with water, and has depression with some suicidal and violent tendences if someone upset or insist that they're getting worst, also they're an art student too like them!! Idk if that was TOO specific and you won't write, so if you won't just ignore it PLS
Blue period x ftm loser reader head cannons
Yatora
Yatora knows all too well the feeling of being a loser and he often knows the feeling of depression too well, always feeling inferior makes him more empathetic towards you.
Your his boyfriend and he hates seeing you have your bad days but he hates even more never knowing what to do when you lash out and lock yourself away, and he often try’s his best to comfort you and help you through it especially when he sees you not eating.
Yuka
Yuka is the most worried of them all because he knows what it’s like to be totally depressed especially with his home life, he doesn’t mind that your a loser he loves you too much to care but seeing you get depressed and isolate yourself hurts him but he’s the type to try and give you space especially when you lash out.
Yuka always try’s to get you to eat something claiming it as unmanly to starve yourself and often times he does anything and everything to make sure you take care of yourself because he hates seeing you in such a state, but he hates it even more when you start to get upset and snap when he gets too close to you insisting your not getting better, he never blames you no matter how much it hurts him he never blames you since he knows it’s your mental health and not something you can control.
Yotasuke
Yotasuke is the most out of touch with these things, he’s one of the only friends you have even if you can’t consider him your friend since your his boyfriend but Yotasuke is also a social loser so together the two of you are a perfect match and he understands the problems of being very shut in.
Yotasuke doesn’t understand completely what’s happening when you get very depressed shutting yourself away he doesn’t alway get that your doing it because of your depression hitting you hard and often times he takes it as you being tired of him and when you do snap when Yotasuke tells you that you aren’t getting better that your only getting worse. When you do snap it turns into a fight since he’s oblivious to the fact of you snapping over your tendencies not because you’re angry with him.
Yakumo
Despite what one might think yakumo is the most understanding of it all he understands how bad your depression and violent tendencies are and he understands that your introvert but he often times try’s to get you to be more social but he isn’t ever pushy he makes sure your never uncomfy and he’s your number one defender. If anyone misgenders you he’s right there ready to argue his lungs off.
When you lock yourself away and isolate from him he often times try’s to stay as close as he can without making you snap, he always forces you to eat something and he sees through every lie he doesn’t care how pissed you get at him he’ll make you eat something. yakumo always is patient never rushing you when he sees you in your depressive state, he’s the one that lays in bed with you and cuddles you through it all quietly putting his chin on your shoulder spooning you trying to comfort you.
So cool!
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Yatora panel redraw from a chapter i dont remember