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Art of of Mikage and Mamiya, two boys from Revolutionary Girl Utena. They look smug. Mikage has his hand on Mamiya's shoulder. The Gilbert Baker pride flag is displayed behind them.



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    Satomi and Kyouji, in sickness.

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    All my works which contain my art; some may also contain fic alongside it :)

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  1. Public Bookmark 49

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    The sake stings bitter on his tongue and down his throat; the warmth it leaves in his belly is overwhelming instead of comforting. Satomi is still working desperately to contain his coughs when he feels the warmth and weight of a hand at the back of his neck, squeezing gently.

    "Did y’know you blush all the way back here, too?" the man says, and suddenly his voice isn’t so warm and mysterious and unknown. Suddenly, it’s obnoxious. "It’s like a furnace. Real cute."

    Before Satomi can stop himself, he’s finally turning to look up at the man, absolutely incredulous, to find him looking down at him with the stupidest smile Satomi has seen in his entire fourteen years of life.

    Oka Satomi is married off to a lieutenant of the Matsuribayashi-gumi at fourteen years old. They have differing ideas of how the marriage is supposed to go.

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    18 May 2026

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    satomi's life gets irreparably changed and his smokeshow of a husband won't even fuck him: the fic

  2. Public Bookmark 39

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    He hadn’t meant to ask it— and if he had, he wished he hadn’t sounded like he did: petulant and adolescent. He had been holding that question inside of him for the last two, then five, seven, eleven years — a decade’s worth of frustration built up until he could no longer control it. Kyouji was an adult. There never needed to be a reason for why he stopped seeing him. But still, some part of Satomi — young, too young to know better than to ask — still wanted to know the answer.

    Kyouji’s features tightened — an aborted flinch of his mouth — before he relaxed his jaw against his palm. “Satomi-kun...” He began to say. That false smile of his returned as he said, “Would you believe me if I said I got roped into king crab fishing off the coast for four years?"

    Satomi’s mouth twisted. “No.” He spoke around another forkful of salty-sweet food. “Did you?”

    “Maybe.” That grin widened. It didn’t reach his eyes.

    Asshole, Satomi thought. Get lost at sea, then. See if I care.


    Having exploded whatever future he could have had in Tokyo, Satomi finds himself back in Osaka — and through a dazzling set of horrible mistakes, finds himself chasing Kyouji.

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    03 Apr 2026

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    im coming for this fic. later.

  3. Public Bookmark 36

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    Satomi's left with some strange feelings after Kyouji extracts him from the encounter with the ex-Matsuribayashi junkie.

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    03 Mar 2026

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    3914 cocaine pretty much

  4. Public Bookmark 14

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    The scent of blood hits him—heavy and sudden. Kyouji stiffens, looks up.

    A minute later, Satomi frowns and shifts in his seat. “Fuck,” he says. “My period.”

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    16 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 3

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    Medaka looks up from his book. Something stares back at him from the doorway of the back room.
    They're engulfed in darkness, their pale fingers and obscured face the only thing that manages to extend outward from the inky blackness of the dim room.
    Face obscured as it is, the gaze is ominous and unmistakeable.
    Medaka feels the way a stupid smile starts pulling at his cheeks. He doesn't have enough common sense to be embarrassed about it. Instead, he reaches his hand out.
    “C'mere, Nikaidou.”

    or: Medaka has a crush on the cute dead boy on his street | an Aojiro Shohan AU

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    01 Jan 2026

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    MY UNDEAD BOYCRUSH CAN'T POSSIBLY BE THIS CUTE