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[tinum]

Can I request a fix where reader had heart surgery and they are kinda loopy after the anesthesia and just flirt with harumasa??? Ok it's not realistic to meet someone directly after surgery but I think it would be cute XD

Heartbeat - Harumasa x Reader

Warnings: Little bit of angst, probably incorrect portrayal of heart surgery, errors WordCount: 966 Notes: I felt like readers personality was closer to his in this fic but its okay because he was just worried!

When Harumasa first heard about your surgery from Soukaku, he could barely contain his anxiety. Thoughts of all the complications swirled in his brain, prompting him to reach for his phone with a shaky hand. He immediately texted Yanagi that he would not be going in to work for the day. She understood your situation, and though she wanted to respect your wishes, she knew Harumasa wouldn't back down. Not when it came to you.

Harumasa was no stranger to hospital visits; in fact, he was quite friendly with the staff. He knew the ins and outs, the sterile coldness, the checking in, the waiting. He sat for what seemed like hours, his leg bouncing in place and a deep pit in his stomach. Whenever a door opened, he would snap out of his trance, hoping it would be your doctor.

When the time to visit came, he was leading the doctor. The halls were practically mapped in his mind. A few turns down hallways and up an elevator would lead you to the recovery ward.

This ward in particular always left him with a bitter taste in his mouth. The walls seemed to be painted with such a vibrant hope: to heal and never return. His eyes had grown used to the colors; they'd grown dull and hope seemed like a foolish notion. Could it really be classified as recovery if coming back was the only outcome?

"We already administered them pain medication so they should be resting. Try not to do anything that'll increase their heart rate," the doctor advised. He nodded, not fully listening. It's not that he didn't care about protocol; no, he quite understood the importance of it. He just couldn't bear another moment wondering if you were okay. "They're strong. A full recovery is likely."

It was as if the doctor could sense his worry. Maybe he noticed his shaky palm reaching for the doorknob, or he was just doing his job. Either way, he had to see you.

Upon stepping into the room, a wave of frigid air struck his cheeks. It was dimly lit, the only light coming from the lines on a nearby monitor. You were lying on your side, slowly twisting upon hearing someone enter the room.

"Haru?" Your voice was hoarse.

He cringed at the weakness coming from you. In a way, it was painful to see you like this: frail and sick. "Hey, how you feeling?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle.

"Like I just had surgery." He smiled at that, he supposed it was a good enough sign. You weren't the type to hide your struggle behind a cheesy joke like he did. He admired that about you.

A few moments pass before he speaks again. "I didn't know."

"I thought I hid it well enough. You weren't supposed to find out." You look up at him; his brows are furrowed and his eyes hold some sort of pain behind them. Maybe it was just the meds, but he seems more beautiful than ever.

"Soukaku told me," he lets out a sigh, "you can tell me anything, you know that, right?" Pulling a chair from the wall, he sets it next to your bed.

"I know. I just didn't want to worry you." Why at this moment did you decide to be selfless? Though he couldn't fault you. It was as if you had taken a page from his own book.

"I'd be worried either way," he murmured, letting his gaze fall under the weight of something tender. "I care about you."

"I don't get it, why are you so worried? It's just surgery." You laugh, a smile rising to your lips. It was rare that Harumasa was this soft. Usually, his tenderness would be waved off by an onslaught of jokes.

"I already said I care about you. You're practically family." His eyes analyze your face. He couldn't quite tell if you were being serious or just fishing for more heartfelt words.

You place a palm to your heart in mock hurt. "Ouch, Harumasa! Did you just family-zone me? That hurt more than the surgery!"

"Oh, c'mon. You know what I mean." His hand wraps around yours, nuzzling it into his cheek. He is warm, or the room is getting hotter. "I care about you. More than just a friend."

Harumasa doesn't miss the way your cheeks flare up or the sudden beeps from the monitor. He retracted his hand in a swift motion and stood up, his expression showing worry. "Are you all right?"

"What's wrong, Harumasa?" you smirk, wiggling your eyebrows at him. "Did you do something bad?"

Running a hand through his hair, he stares at the monitor. Your heartbeats slowed down and no doctors seemed to be rushing in. He was sure he was going to faint, the thought of possibly hurting you fresh in his mind.

"So, was that a confession?" You snap him out of his trance with your teasing voice. His eyes snap to yours, giving you an unimpressed look. You were going to give him a heart attack one of these days if you continued like this. The more he thought about it the more he didn't mind, maybe they'd put him in the room next to yours.

"You," He scoffs, flicking his finger against your forehead lightly, "need to get some rest."

"Aw, running already, Asaba?" As much as you tried to stifle it, a yawn slipped it's way out your throat. His gaze softened when he realized he was making the correct choice. You needed rest.

"Nah, just leaving before you make me do something that'll get me into trouble with your doctor." You didn't catch it from your angle, but his cheeks blushed with a quiet warmth of his own.

[xernonnn]

[delzinrowe]

I'm not a monster... I'm not...

[jasmine7031]

Yesterday's breakfast@ Asaba Ryokan The freshly grilled shiitake mushrooms were excellent.

[kagapop]

Agent Story | Asaba Harumasa

"A Name Written in Water" [1/3]

[cheeryp]

when you relate to a character's problems so hard you make a sticker for your inhaler

[squash-artz]

Harumasa is pretty 🧎‍♀️

[jokersjunkpile]

Okay this has actually been on my mind for the last few days and I'm finally going to spill it.

I've got this conspiracy on the identity of Helba. I don't have much evidence to back it up, but honestly in my heart of hearts I believe this is her.

Kaoru Asaba.

Upon watching the second episode of Liminality, both my cousin and I saw this woman and pretty much immediately agreed that this woman was Helba. I can obviously only speak for myself when I say that I was expecting some sort of reveal there.

It never happened, but I'm okay with that. I still think this is her.

Both the English and Japanese voice actors remain the same for Asaba and Helba, which is absolutely significant (they also remain for Emma, but considering she's deceased at this point in time, I feel it's alright to disregard that information for the time being)

Also acts the exact way I would expect from Helba- She's strong, she's confident-- But she's selfless too, and she absolutely knows WAY too much. What she says at the end of the episode also SCREAMS Helba to me.

It's just a conspiracy theory for sure, but it's one that I'm believing in unless someone can disprove it with knowledge from elsewhere in the series. (And please, if you CAN disprove it, please say something I need to know if I'm actually insane or not)

Well, happy .Hacking, everybody! I'm off to maybe watch GIFT soon... And probably keep watching SIGN with my friend.

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[tinum]

Could I request Harumasa with an artist lover who loves making him their muse?

You are a piece of work - Muse!Harumasu x Reader

Notes: Okay... first off, sorry for any errors. SECOND, I don't know if id did this ask the justice it deserves LOL i did this format instead of bullet points since i suck at those. If you enjoyed this, feel free to send in a request PLEASE PLEASE PLE

Everything Harumasa did was beautiful. No matter what it was, it always captivated you, sparking an inspiration like no other.

He was slumped back in his chair, his head resting on the top of the backrest. His clothes were wrinkled, and his tie was undone. Something about the sight brought humanity to the office's everyday dull look. It was a beautiful contrast, a breath of life in a place where nature did not dare to thrive.

You couldn't help but lift your pen and begin to sketch. Drawing Harumasa came naturally. A few strokes and glances turned into your head glued to the page in a flow state. Too caught up in your art, you didn't even notice him stirring.

"Oh, what's this?" He spoke, now looming over your shoulder, a teasing smirk on his face.

"It's you." You respond simply. Your art was not something you were embarrassed about. You feel no shame for drawing that which you find beautiful.

"Hm..? But you've drawn me like that so many times." A quick pout forms on his face before being replaced with a smirk.

He swiveled your chair away from your desk, replacing your view of the desk with his. "How about this? I'll get my bow and pose for you."

You raise an eyebrow, "but I'm not done with my other piece yet."

"Oh, c'mon, it's a win-win! I get to do a super cool pose, and you get more time to look." He wiggles his eyebrows.

You couldn't help but scoff out a laugh. A tempting offer as it was, you could never have it in your heart to abandon your work. "I don't draw you just for an excuse to look at you."

He practically deflates. The archer pose he had taken, now weak from your words. "Huh? Then why do you draw me?"

"It's not just to ogle at you," you said, getting up from your seat and walking towards him. "I draw you because you deserve to be captured." Your hand stroked his cheek tenderly, starkly contrasting the silly conversation just moments ago.

"Well…" He shrugs his shoulders, a deep flush on his face. "That's a good enough answer for me!" He walks back to his chair with a genuine smile and a newfound pep in his step. "Make sure to draw me super cool!"

You shake your head, smiling; it seems he forgot the sketch was already started. "You're already super cool."

"Woah! slow your roll! My heart can only handle so much!"

[xernonnn]

Gonna miss these two agents so bad

[creadbrumbs]

pookie

[fukkafyla3]

frothing at the mouth over these chapter cover arts

[jasmine7031]

Asaba Pond

There were some large carp, but it seemed like there were fewer of them than last year.

[kagapop]

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[kaa-05n2]