#GotALightOnYa?

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Yoshioka has an official full name now. I will be changing my shit accordingly once I have a desk chair.

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Yoshioka artists if you aren't drawing him like this I don't want him (I'm kidding) (but seriously he looks incredible)

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Suddenly struck with the thought that Yoshioka and Melvis have never really seen each other when they aren’t in their suits so the first time one of them stays over at the other’s house is the first time they see them in casual wear (I’m picturing a sweatshirt and some lounge pants) and suddenly their typical dynamic of snark and teasing and confidence is just out the window because this feels oddly intimate even though they’re just going to share some drinks and watch a film and maybe go over some paperwork and they try to shuffle around each other and keep this facade of comfort and one them is like ‘oh it’s late let me make some food’ and it just makes it way worse cause now it’s domestic as shit and they’re both hiding their flushed cheeks and trying not to say anything to make things even more awkward and I’m-

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Even Though in Human Form We Are Apart (Kenvis)

“Damn, calm down they’re nothing exciting.” Yoshioka rolled their eyes as Melvis took their hand. He squeezed it gently before tracing over a slash. They froze for second as they felt how icy his fingers were.

He chuckled,”I beg to differ. Hands say a lot about a man and I’ve been dying to hear from these palms.”

“Oh, you are the worst.” They groaned as Mel massaged over the mounts of their hand. “And you are doing great with massages now. He’s doing a great job teaching you, fuck.”

“Right? Learning all the pressure points has improved all aspects of my work.” He smirked as he smoothed over the plains like frost.

“Great improvement. I need to come by more often.”

“You are welcome company. How nice were these knifes that nicked you?”

They preened. “Only the finest. This one was very well-sharpened steel.”

“You’ve certainly seen some close calls.”

“I wish I could see more calls from you.”

He inhaled sharply. “Please don’t interrupt me.”

“As you wish. Explore my stars hands or whatever it is you do.”

“Explore the cosmos of your palms.” He gave them a pointed look.

“Please don’t tell me you actually use that line on your clients.”

“It gets the job done.”

“The worst, I tell you.”

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God help me I can't feel a thing in my bones, love Lord I'm empty Just fill me up, I need a home, love Will you need me to leave? I can’t lose myself again, you see? 'Cause when it's cold out, I’m not equipped I can hardly recognize myself

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M/P/100 Playlist Master List

Melvis Mystery playlist

EkuMel (E/kubo x Mel) playlist

Reigel (R/eigen x Mel) playlist

Kenvis (Kenta x Melvis) playlist

SeriMel (S/erizawa x Mel) playlist

Melvishi (Melvis x Minegishi) playlist

SGekuMel (Kenta x E/kubo x Mel) playlist

SGekuSeriReigelvishi (Kenta x E/kubo x S/erizawa x R/eigen x Melvis x Minegishi) playlist

Polycule club mix

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I Love It When You’re a Mess (Kenvis)

Wasn’t going to post this fic but you know what, I am tired of it sitting in my drafts. Get this away from my sight.

Content warnings: mentions of bar fights, blood, mild injuries

“I can not believe you did that.”

“Someone had to.”

“35 floors, no issues. We get to one bar and-”

“Hey now, I can’t help myself. I get lost in the crowd. The energy was too strong to ignore.”

“Yeah, real hard to ignore a fist to the face.”

“I choose the wrong uniform and my beautiful nose, decimated by Kaida in his drunken rage.” Kenta sniffed loudly, quickly finding the action to be a horrible decision as blood dripped down his throat. He coughed and more blood sputtered from his nostrils. Both of the men exchanged looks before bursting into painful laughter. 

Melvis wiped a tear from their eye as their chuckles died away. “Really did a number on you. Whatever ‘Takeshi-kun’ did must have been bad.”

“Tch. Well, we’re not exactly here to visit an upstanding corporation.”

“I wonder how Takeshi would have held up against him.”

“Better than me hopefully.” Kenta leaned against the wall and pulled out a cigarette case from his inner jacket pocket. He shook two out and handed one off to his companion. The Yakuza member grunted,“Got a light on ya?”

“Mm.” Mel plucked a lighter from his sleeve and ignited it, leaning to light both of their cigarettes at once. They stared up at the taller man and watched as Kenta inhaled slowly then released the breath in a steady stream. Mel watched the smoke billow from his swollen lips. Kenta reached up to prod at the bruised flesh and winced. 

Mel quickly took a drag as Kenta’s eyes turned to them. The psychic exhaled, smoke pouring out with the sigh. “You look kind of sexy fucked-up like this.”

“Eh?”

Mel grimaced. “Choke and die.”

“Sure. My hand or yours?”

They scoffed,“Bastard.”

“Sugar lips.”

“Huh?” Mel paled.

“Your lil ghost buddy calls you that, right?” Kenta circled the air next to Melvis, making them look up and then back at the Yakuza. They blinked in realization.

“You can see him? Oh shit, that guard was you?”

“Small world we live in.”

“Ugh.” They rubbed their eye with the back of their hand. “Fuck, what else have you heard that green shit say?”

“I think it’s cute. Hey, how did that drive go, by the way?”

Mel frowned deeper. “Swimmingly.”

“Can I join you next time?”

“Hm, you could. Dimple catch your fancy?” 

“I can’t deny that I enjoyed our time together.”

“Heh. Well, lucky for you, he did as well. He was hoping to see you again some day.”

“Aw, he’s a fan of my handsome features?” His brows bounced along his wrinkled forehead.

“Sure is. Can’t blame him.” When they smirked, pain flared up from their black eye. Wind made the breaks in the purple skin sting. Mel didn’t need a mirror to know that it was scabbing over, marbling the purple with streaks of blacks and browns.

“You should clean that up.”

“You too, Ken,” Mel returned.

“Want to go ask for a rematch?”

“Ha. We can start right now, ya messy bastard.”

“The messiest, babe,” Kenta purred, running a hand through his short bangs. The psychic took the opportunity to wrap an arm around the man’s shoulders.

Mel pulled him into a sloppy kiss and Kenta hissed from the burn of it. Blood smeared across the psychic’s lip and it left a shine on it when they pulled back. They wiped it away with the pad of their thumb, caking their leather glove.

“Make it the worst mess you can.”

He gave them a smile that could rival Dimple’s evil grin. “Gladly.”

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"To think that I could never get into your head, and now you occupy mine in every sense of the phrase. Never thought I'd fall in love like this."

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Are they, you know, coworkers?

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Got on the topic of Yakuza tats with Wendy and since I can’t share the fic in which they are described...

Kenta Yoshioka is a part of the Maruyama-gumi syndicate and the body suit designs are usually by their mentors (typically the ones above them in the chain of command). Thus, his is chosen by his kyodai. And yes, they are the traditional irezumi tattoos. 

His first tattoo is a lotus blossom. It sits along his lower right side and begins the foundation of his suit. More lotus blossoms get added atop a pool of water, formed by waterfalls that are tattooed along his shoulders and spill down the sides of his back and ribs. This frames the intricate Floating World section that makes up most of his back- a Samurai fights an Oni who clutches a severed head in its hand, a sutra at its feet falling into the bath water. It’s a ladies bath and it’s made apparent by the women clutching at towels and looking on in horror at the display, some ducking behind rocks. Red and orange koi fish swim up the streams of water. They spill onto his front and are grabbed by green dragons. Clouds of smoke drift about them, leaves and petals peeking out from the plumes. 

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Speaking is what you do with your mind Singing is what you do with your heart Moving is what you do with your mind Dancing is what you do with your heart