The soft brush against his nape was familiar that it didn't surprise him anymore, despite being unexpected.
"You're up so early," Draken murmured, as he landed a soft kiss on the back of Mitsuya's head. "I thought I overslept."
Mitsuya chuckled, angling his head for the deserved morning kiss that surely would come. He let Draken linger for a moment, before he patted his cheek.
"Come sit with me, it's about time."
Draken pecked him just because and took a seat next to him. Good thing, Mitsuya brought a thick blanket with him, Draken was grateful he didn't

I can't believe 2024 is finally coming to an end. It's such a rollercoaster for me. despite the ups and downs, I'm excited to do my annual writing self-evaluation ✨ List of works published this year (from oldest to latest):
I managed to write 90 fics this year, for 3 fandoms. my total word count is ±137k. pretty satisfactory considering I had a massive writer block towards the end of the year. I'm still happy 🌻 archiveofourown.org/works?work_sea…

#Todochi

He thinks Chihaya doesn't know.
It all started that way. It began as subtle glances, the soft almost unheard murmurs, the way Todo would practice saying the words because he thought, Chihaya wouldn't know.
Chihaya didn't take his glasses off often, but when he did, he usually let himself close his eyes, as if he tried to rest them for a while. And that's when Todo seized the opportunity to practice.
"I like you, go out with me?" He mouthed the words straight to Chihaya's face.
Because he knew, Chihaya didn't see him and without a sound, he

#Todochi

Jika bisa berkelit, Todo tidak akan mau melakukan hal ini.
Jika bisa menghindar, Todo akan memilih seribu jalan untuk keluar.
Jika bisa kabur, Todo tak akan berpikir panjang.
Ia yakin bukan hanya dirinya seorang yang berpikiran serupa. Bahkan sekali lihat, Todo bisa menebak bahwa selintas ketakutan yang sama juga pasti terbersit di pikiran Chihaya.
"Kalian tidak perlu khawatir!" Suara Kaname yang kelewat ceria menyapa telinga mereka begitu dekat. Dirangkulnya Todo dan Chihaya, menggiring mereka berdua menuju pintu depan.
Todo ingin bertanya,

#Todochi

Chihaya ternganga. Secara harfiah, mulutnya terbuka lebar, tanpa sepatah katapun keluar. Diletakkan ponselnya yang sedari tadi ia mainkan, perlahan jemari menanggalkan penyuara telinga.
"Katamu, kau ingin ini kemarin," Todo menggaruk belakang kepalanya, sedikit salah tingkah karena Chihaya tidak bereaksi. "Jadi aku buatkan saja, toh tidak sesusah itu ternyata."
Manik mata Chihaya terarah pada sebuah kotak makan yang terbuka di mejanya. Semenit yang lalu, Todo dengan santai meletakkan benda itu di meja Chihaya, dan dengan cuek

#todochi

"What are you staring at?" The bump on his shoulder shook Chihaya from his reverie. On his palm, a pack of popsicle remained unopened. The bright color on its package couldn't be more clearer to announce the arrival of summer.
'Tropical Wonderland,' he read, 'the flavorful taste of summer inside!'
There was a cartoon illustration of a smiling bear wearing a straw hat, with plenty of tropical fruits surrounding him, as he enjoyed the sun and the beach.
"Come eat it before it melts," the voice surprisingly close to his ears, that Chihaya's

sometimes it irritates draken that he couldn't let the world know that mitsuya's his. mitsuya already claimed him when he launched the logo for dragonsphere, elaborating on how the dragon was always his and his partner's twinning mark. and draken wore his dragon very proudly. (and smugly, but only mitsuya knows that).
and yet, nothing to show the world anything that exclusively draken's on mitsuya.
"we are literally married, ken. I always wear my ring," mitsuya snickered when draken complained to him about the matter. "I think it's pretty telling."

#doramitsu for kiss day

It felt strange, how it was the first time they did it, and yet, somehow it seemed like they had done it countless times before. how everything went so smoothly, so perfect, it was almost an exaggeration.
how everything fitted so flawlessly, like they were made to do this. like this was their purpose all along. to match and click like puzzle pieces.
when he pulled back (he wasn't even sure if he did, or if he was forced to), he mourned the touch instantly.
"and that's," he croaked, embarrassment crawling ever slow on the back

"instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren't actually dating" LMAO imagine that doramitsu coming out to the toman founders and toman founders thought doramitsu is just pranking them 🤣

https://twitter.com/FormerlyIr/status/1780963402996933007

something like this fic ()
except that doramitsu being honest this time but toman founders thought they couldn't be fooled 🤣🤣🤣 what a fun sequel to this though🤣🤣 archiveofourown.org/works/54884107

Doramitsu for # 3月28日は三ツ谷隆の日

It's a good day. The sun peeked out shyly behind the clouds, letting people enjoy the outdoors without much worry of getting sunburn. The breeze was in the right amount of cold and warm, that one would definitely appreciate the weather. And that was what Mitsuya did. He usually didn't favor walking home from school, in the mid day. He would prefer to spend his time in the Home-Ecs club room even if there wasn't any activity, to let the afternoon welcome him, providing him with a much more enjoyable atmosphere.

"Bisa enggak kita kayak gini sebentar aja?"
Draken menoleh, mencoba untuk menangkap sumber suara yang lembut, nyaris tak terdengar di antara tumpukan bantal dan selimut. Hanya puncak kepala berwarna lembayung-hitam yang nampak, wajah tersembunyi di belakang punggung Draken.

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"Tumben," komentarnya ringan, tanpa beranjak. Draken merasakan lengan melingkari perutnya, hingga kemudian cubitan kecil mendarat di sana. Alih-alih kaget, ia justru tertawa.
"Aku nggak komplain, cuman penasaran," ujarnya, menangkup tangan yang bersangkutan. "Aku juga pengen

tokrev band au
the fabulous killjoys hcs (bcs I can't stop thinking about them)
might contain 🐉🍯 and 🐯✂️ (knowing me, I'll probably go off the track, so be warned) friendly reminder, that angry formed a band w/ mitsuya (vocalist), kazutora (guitarist), akkun (bassist), & himself as the drummer.
the fabulous killjoys is the name I've given them for my doramitsu fic ()
timelines unspecified, this is completely random.archiveofourown.org/works/51839653

OKAY. Suddenly I have brainrots about het!doramitsu 🐉♀️🍯 draken x fem!mitsuya Mitsuya didn't get her period on a regular schedule. It's totally unpredictable. Sometimes, it came at the most inconvenient time. It could be bearable that it almost didn't feel like she's on her period, but sometimes it could be so painful, she couldn't go without painkillers.

He's going to die.
He's pretty sure, he's 100% sure he's going to pass away.
There's no other explanation for this, like he never experienced how to be stricken by lightning felt like, but he is sure, that won't be too far off from this.
He's going to die.
He won't survive this.

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There's no other explanation for this, like what could possibly happen with the way his chest suddenly tightens itself, the way his lungs try to suffocate him right, the way his heart is beating way too loud, pounding so hard that he's sure it's trying to escape?
What do you

"Aren't you forgetting something?"
Draken stopped at his track, looking over Mitsuya like somehow he could recall what he had not remembered. But Mitsuya simply gave him a teasing smile, (and Draken couldn't almost believe it) he arched his eyebrows as if he signaled Draken to do

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something important that every boyfriend should never not do. The lilac bangs were swept rather softly by the chill of the night breeze. And Draken grinned, when he realized without needing extra seconds, about what he had just forgotten.
He walked towards Mitsuya, pulling him

"Shit, we're late!"
It was merely twenty minutes ago, when Draken was being the reasonable one in their relationship and actually paid attention to something other than making Mitsuya lose his own mind. Mitsuya couldn't say the same thing, since in the heat of the moment, he was

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literally ready to fight Draken for being, well, reasonable.
They didn't have time to change their clothes, but they did try to remove any substantial trace of their making-out session while they exited the dorm room.
The walk to their hangout spot took an eternity, but it gave

"Pleaseee??" Mitsuya had to consciously remind himself that he was immune to the puppy eyes. He would say, that he failed, rather spectacularly on that. "You're the only one I can count on."
Pretending that his heart didn't somersault at Draken wrapping his hand on his,

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Mitsuya responded, "you're pretty bad at counting, aren't you?"
Mikey and Baji cackled when he heard that.
"See, Ken-chin! Even your boyfriend thinks you're dumb."
"He's not dumb, Mikey," Baji corrected him. "Just a bit of stupid."
Draken ignored the insults, even when Mitsuya

"Sorry, I went too far," Draken tried to reach Mitsuya's hand, as if skinship would discourage Mitsuya from doing something extreme, like maybe, leaving Draken right here and right now.
Mitsuya wasn't cruel per se, but he could be, if the situation allowed him to.

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"And what? You just couldn't help yourself? It's all just an impulse?" Mitsuya scoffed. "The only impulse I appreciate is my own bike, and you know it, Ken."
Draken scratched the back of his head, having a decency to look embarrassed.
Or slightly ashamed.
"Yeah, well, it's

"Where is Kenta?"
Mitsuya pretended he didn't hear anything, as he continued to sketch. He pretended he didn't see Draken roaming around his home-office like a distraction that he was. He definitely didn't see Draken pspsps-ed every corner of the room, as if he could summon

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Kenta by doing that. Draken didn't seem unbothered by the lack of response from his spouse. If anything, he was more adamant to search in the every inch he could reach as if Kenta was not a 10 pounds of normal ball of fur and cuteness, but a witch's familiar that could disguise

"If you love me, I want you to be loud. I want to hear you shout it, yell it, scream it. I want the world to know, that I get to be loved by you. I want the world to know, that it's me that you give your love to. If you love me, I want you to be loud, so everyone would know."

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"Be loud when you give me attention, be loud when you shower me with affection, be loud when I'm near you, even louder when we're far apart. Be loud, tell me that you love me, in every word you speak to me. Be loud, tell me you love me, in every action that you do towards me."

"Marry me."
Mitsuya slapped the ring box off Draken's hand.
"Let me do it for once," he grumbled.
But Draken only laughed when he picked up the said object off the floor.
"I told you, Taka, no one's gonna beat me in proposing to you. One of these days, I'll make you say, 'yes.'"

https://twitter.com/angelophanie/status/1754493998276767963

It started off as stupid bet. Of course it did. They were betting on who could propose better. The one who could catch the other off guard would win. Despite having a contest that literally had no losing game, Draken and Mitsuya seemed determined enough to win. Of course, if