#irrwicht ( takashi. )

[stillresolved]

continued from here! / @sturmboe

"WHAT'S THE POINT?" Unfortunately, they're still a killjoy even when there's alcohol, killing any chances at banter. There's a reason Ga-ram does not get invited to the parties. "You'll just find more ways to make fun of me-hey!" The drink in their hand jostled, the sake soaks into their pants, the couch, and worse, their coat. Unlike most things in their possession, they actually like this coat.

"I thought you said this was high grade sake- you're wasting it and you're ruining my coat." They swallow visibly, still not quite used to the intense of Fujiwara's gaze. They probably never will get accustomed either. Without looking away, they sit up and set the remainder of their sake on the coffee table, free hand running over his torso. "So? We keep doing this without talking about it; you said this doesn't mean anything." They press against Fujiwara, the heat almost unbearable to not push into. Ga-ram stares down at him. "...Are you going to fuck me here then?"

[mournus]

@irrwicht liked this for a girly pop starter

Mai would describe it like a moment from a movie. Everything was normal until he walked in... then life switched to slow motion!

She'd been mixing drinks at work like any other night, the modest little bar quite lacking in decoration was about half full, but downstairs was where the real magic was happening. The basement was a lot larger than the bar upstairs, and was bustling, brimming with various supernatural creatures all geared up for a fair fight. Mai rarely went down to watch, tended to get a little freaked out by it all, or overly worried about the stress they were putting their bodies through. She would have almost gone as far as to say that night was boring, until the door opened once again.

She looked up from behind the bar on the left side of the room with a bright smile, typical of her. "Hey! Welco-" What wasn't typical, was that as soon as she laid eyes on who had walked in, her smile faded and her eyes widened. Someone call a doctor (a real one!!!) Mai was going to have a heart attack!! He was the most gorgeous man she'd ever seen in her life - and she's seen quite a few gorgeous men! He was - he was - he was everything!! "H-h- welc-" she attempted to save herself but only made more of a fool of herself. Mai lost control of her strength and crushed the glass she was holding with her bare hand. "Ah! Oh shit!" Now there were shards of glass everywhere, and drink spilt all down her front!

[survivoirs]

Ugh. Public transit is the worst. Keigo felt like he was trapped inside a metal tube, which is essentially all the subway was but also underground. Neither a cramped metal tube or underground tended to be things the Winged Hero held high on his list of likes. The noise alone hurt his enhanced hearing a bit, but it was the best way to make sure he and his groceries got back to the abandoned loft he'd been crashing in that week. His wings were a tad on the small side that evening after how busy he'd been all day. He'd lost a fair amount of feathers helping firefighters clear out a burning building earlier that day and it would take a couple of days for them to grow back. He could still fly with the feathers he still had but had decided it was best to save them for something important, lest he run into serious trouble before his wings had a chance to grow back some more.

Hawks shifted, rolling his shoulders a bit in discomfort as he felt the pricking sensation of new feathers already starting to poke through on his wings, which were loosely secured flattened against his back with a strap around his torso underneath his jacket. It wasn't very comfortable but it was best for keeping a lower profile. When the subway came to a stop, Hawks sighed and decided he couldn't take it anymore. Standing up, Hawks bowed lightly with a polite smile to an elderly woman who'd stepped on with her daughter while he gestured to the seat he'd been previously occupying with his brown paper bag of groceries. With that, he was off and back out into the streets.

Eh, walking six blocks won't kill me, thought Hawks, reaching into his grocery bag to pull out a chocolatey coffee drink. His gaze was focused despite the casual act of popping open the caffeinated can and starting off his stroll. It rarely took Hawks long to realize he was being followed. His feathers tingled as a warning and made for excellent methods of surveillance. Or in this case, anti-surveillance. He let himself walk another two blocks so they'd be further away from the more public streets if something sketchy was up before he came to to a dead stop.

"You should know--" Hawks spoke aloud, a bit louder than a normal talking voice despite there being no one around in direct sight. "--it's considered rude to follow people--" Keigo side-stepped into the next alley, quickly setting down his bag and shirking off his jacket and bindings. Red wings unfurled out behind him, readying himself to take off into the air if need be. "Also I clocked you a minute after I got off the subway," he called out into the evening air.

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[tearfest]

ㅤㅤobsessed wasn't a strong enough word for how cherry felt about takashi. it was evident when they were in public together, but when they were alone... there was nothing in the world that mattered more in moments like this than pleasing him. of reminding him of one of the many reasons why she was his in the first place.

ㅤㅤhe looked so handsome standing over her, his muscles flexed as she made a further mess of pretty makeup. despite her attention being wholly on him she couldn't help but to notice just how wet she'd gotten and how sticky the cherry-patterned lace of her thong had become. the praise she found in his eye contact was to blame for that. her back was sloped in a way that emphasised the peachiness of her ass, a couple loose strands of raven locks falling down either side of her face as he so kindly held it out from her face.

ㅤㅤshe was smiling with her bright, glistening eyes as his thrusts met the bobs of her head — tongue flat as his thick cock repeatedly buried itself in the back of her throat. the lewd, wet sounds filled his apartment as his balls smacked against her chin; saliva pooling at the corners of plush lips as she folded her hands behind her back, wanting to make her skills all the more evident. she doesn't want tonight to be the last night. lips pull away with a smug grin, saliva stringing between her and the head of his cock before she was smearing the shaft in sloppy kisses, makeup utterly ruined by her efforts. " have you missed my throat? " she asked coyly, licking her lips before she was sticking her tongue out once more, burying him back in her throat with a glint in her eyes.

Kissing her had an addictive quality, another reminder that once they started they both knew that there was no stopping. Hence knowing what a little liar she was. Chuckling at the thought he enjoyed the strings of saliva visible as he pulled away, shining eyes watching as Cherry swallowed with such glee. With her gloss now shimmering on his own lips his tongue brushed it away, a hint of cherry flavor on his tongue that always had him chuckling a bit. Not much needed to be done after pressing her head exactly where they both wanted it, his hair continued to be gathered by his fist as his cock strained against his underwear and ultimately against her mouth. It easily slipped free to push against plush lips. A pleased hiss made it past his tense jaw as lips curled into a grin, matching her eye contact to make sure she got all the attention she so desperately needed. After not getting that for weeks it was obvious that it was a shared desire, especially given how easily pre-cum pearled at the tip, slowly slipping down to be met by her tongue. "Not yet." Takashi chuckle upon supposedly showing how he had missed her, despite not yet having done anything. She would soon enough feel what it was like for his desire to be released after so much restraint. For now a moan parted from his lips, head fallen back for just a moment once that hot, tight heat met his shaft, hips not at all holding back from pushing forward into the familiar throat. With a shove he met her movements with his cock, pushed open her throat to make space for all of it until his balls hit her chin with each thrust. "Fuck, that's it.." One had to give it to her, he had not met anyone as skilled with their mouth as she was. That's what they call dedication, huh?

[somethingscft]

☀ - from Takashi

 FALL / AUTUMN / HALLOWEEN THEMED PROMPTS | accepting

☀ — [takashi] and [alana] visit a pumpkin patch

this is all new to alana. she rarely ever dated or even felt a romantic connection with other person. when she did, it took a considerable amount of time. things were different with takashi. maybe because of how they met, an immediate intimacy with how closely they danced. he knew her body before she knew his name. paired with how safe she felt with takashi, it took no time at all for them to get closer. she couldn't keep her hands off him.

"i just want to let you know how brave you are for bringing me here," alana rubbed an arch palm across takashi's chest, "thank you." she sealed her graciousness with a sweet kiss on his lips. "'cause we're getting an obscene amount of pumpkins...just so you know...so many," she emphasized with a joyful laugh, kissing him again -- just because it felt right. the magic of that night hadn't worn off yet, and she was still magnetically drawn to him. "i hope you know how to drive a wheelbarrow..." alana met his eyes with a genuine smile, caressing his shoulders before slipping her hand into his. / @irrwicht

[stillresolved]

@irrwicht replied to your post:

I miss your tone from last night, all whiny and moaning.”

“How unfortunate.” And their brow furrows. “I did not whine last night.”

[stillresolved]

"You look at me like you hate me yet here you are again." Takashi couldn't help but gloat as he stood in his doorway, arms crossed casually before himself as he looked over Garam. "Missed me?"

denial is a river. / @irrwicht

“ABSOLUTELY NOT.” There is again: the rise of their blood pressure as soon as Fujiwara opens their mouth. And yet, they don’t deny it further because if Fujiwara was right, if they really didn’t miss him, Ga-ram wouldn’t be on his doorstep a few hours after he’s returned to Tokyo. Ga-ram stays rooted in their spot, hands tucked into their coat. They stare down at him; they’ve always been the tallest person in the room– looking down to maintain eye contact as always been the normal.

( How ironic that they keep putting people up on pedestals then. First it was their father. Then it was the Judge. Is Fujiwara taking over now? They’ve lost count of the number of times they’ve needed to look up at Fujiwara. ) 

It is a good question to consider though- it’s one thing to need an outlet from work. It’s another thing to seek out Fujiwara specifically for that need. It’s not like Ga-ram would have trouble with finding someone to share their bed with.

“If you don’t want me here, I’ll go.” They finally say, breaking eye contact. “I was on my way to get a drink.”

[stillresolved]

irrwicht for an url meme I saw while lurking :o

@irrwicht / send a url and i will answer the following...

Do I Follow Them?: yes i do!! and it's been a very good time :)

Why Did I Follow Them?: they seemed like a very chill mun and someone who gets invested in their ships/dynamics...which is something i always like to see in a mun <3

Do We Role Play?: yes, yes we do!!

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: of course!!

An AU Idea For Our Muses: hmmm....uh i can't quite think of something off the top of my head that would necessarily be AU but...perhaps after yo-han's whole stint is done and over with, ga-ram goes to japan permanently?? he is conversational in the language after all :'D

A Song For Our Muses: maybe another place by bastille for takashi & ga-ram although they are only friends with benefits at the moment

Do I Ship Our Muses?: i don't think we actually have an active ship at the moment, but i do!! enjoy our current dynamics with calum & hiro and ga-ram & takashi :DD i think both have a lot of potential <3

What I Think About The Mun: i haven't really spoken to moon much, but from what i see, she's a very sweet and chill mun and just from seeing her interactions with her other mutuals, she seems like a great writing partner and friend to have :DD

Overall Opinion: nice and very relaxed mun with some well developed muses...you can tell she's invested in them and takes good care of her writing partners' muses too. probably rn the few supernatural blogs i currently follow at the moment seeing that most of my muses are exclusively human and either in the crime or slice-of-life genre :'D

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[stillresolved]

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@irrwicht / send 💕 and I will tell you some muses...

WONBIN is spoiled chaebol and so is AERI so what about them being exes? they can be mean to each other and have had a relationship that was plastered over all over the media in the past…perhaps they don’t have to wear masks around other either. ( please note though that aeri is already taken and she has no intentions on cheating <3 )

I think you did mention him once, but perhaps SEI and ANNIE could have been classmates back in the day? Or at least sei was one of the students who played patients for the med students back then…perhaps they can have a reunion of sorts!!

i know we already have a plot with takashi and GA-RAM, but the latter also frequents bars so if HYPNOS wants another regular to mess around with–

[somethingscft]

Alana's expression somehow grew softer at Takashi's observation, warranting a small pout. "I don't think so...I think most people are good, actually." Maybe she was naïve, but her experiences bore her statement true. "You aren't a bad person, are you? And neither am I...the odds are in our favor," she beamed, clutching her purse as they made their way to his car. His flattery caused her cheeks to warm; she couldn't meet his eye, "Is that me?" Maybe Alana was wrapped up in the magic of the night, but it didn't seem cheesy at all. Nothing about Takashi had felt disingenuous to her -- there were no lines or schemes, just a real desire to know someone.

Nodding at his assertion, Alana settled into his passenger seat. She watched as he made his way to the driver's side, completely captivated. "You know you're...very nice to look at," Alana observed, immediately crinkling her nose at how weird that sounded. “Hey, I’m an open book! I’m about to give you my address,” she pulled the navigation on her phone. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know,” Alana shrugged before she began to describe herself, “I guess I’d say I’m a musician, first and foremost. It’s my whole world…I sing, I produce, I write. I teach it…my dad owned a speakeasy, so I fell in love with jazz at a very young age. And I took to it like a duck to water." Most of the people in her life only knew her because of her connection to music; it felt odd explaining it to someone who didn't. "I'm happy to share more, but you actually do seem like the mysterious type."

"The world's full of bad people, caution is nothing but smart." Is what he agreed on, although one should not underestimate him. Takashi was tame toward outsiders like her but- in his world, things were different. His associates could not count on this chivalry. Either way, she was clearly a person very much aware of the truth in this world yet it seemed like she had not lost a certain sense of joy about it all. A beauty inside and out was what he noted quietly. "No, kindness is reserved for..gorgeous women who know how to take someone's breath away." Cheesy maybe, but it was said so casually it was hard to hold it against him, especially when he simultaneously opened the driver seat door for her. "The sun is rising, we should get you home to catch some sleep." Takashi had no rush in seducing someone, if he wanted a one night stand he could have gone home with someone else. It was Alana herself he took an interest in. So once he joined her inside the car, his attention was divided between starting the car and his passenger. "So now I know you name and nothing else, how much of a mystery are you going to remain?"

[everseens]

everything in kija's mind was telling him to back away, to get out of there as soon as he could-- but the way takashi's eyes were dead set on them was enough for him to just stand there, helpless like a deer staring into headlights. every inch closer takashi was made kija's heart beat faster, not daring to look elsewhere but besides into his eyes. it took a moment, but he eventually responded to his statement. "i-i guess it wouldn't hurt anyone who doesn't know.." he mumbled, waiting for takashi's next move. / @irrwicht

"Now who's the one who made it an issue?" Now that he was holding their chin he took a good deep look at them, first that pretty face and then their eyes. A hint of fire reflected in his own, a shimmer or reds and golds underneath the deep brown before eyes blinked them away. Takashi made no move to get away from Kija, rather he settled in nicely in this lean, hand pressed to the wall behind the other and their noses so close they accidentally brushed briefly at the tip. "We can have some more fun instead while I'm here."

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤgreedy. the perfect descriptor for a woman like cherry. no matter how much of takashi she's had, she would always want more. which is why their break-up hadn't felt permanent, not really; not when their bodies still acted as if they were made for each other. she was still completely and utterly in love with him, but they could talk about that in the morning. she was so eager to make up for lost time. fingers worked feverishly at his jeans, only being slowed by how good it felt to have his fingers brushing long, raven locks out from her pretty face.

ㅤㅤa moan slips from smirking lips when he tugged her hair back, warm hazel hues gazing obediently up at him — mouth opening to answer, but she was happily interrupted by his tongue. he drowns out her moans, pressing against her knees to give herself to him completely, one hand steadying herself against his waist as she greedily accepted his saliva with a content hum.

ㅤㅤlipgloss was practically ruined when her face was smushed against his bulge, grinning as her eyes stayed glued to his. " god— i've missed you so fucking much, " open-mouthed kisses are pressed along his clothed length, fingers curling into the waistband of his boxers to tug them down along with his jeans, grin only growing when his cock sprung free. " you and your cock... " she muttered in answer to his earlier question, batting her lashes up at him as glossy, saliva-coated petals worked at the shaft whilst a palm massaged at his balls; lips joining to suck at the soft skin there before she dragged her tongue along the underside of his cock, swirling it around the head with a lewd hum. " aren't you showing me already? " she mused, referring to his hard-on before cheeks hollowed and she took him into the back of her throat repeatedly with a messy, sloppy rhythm.

There was no denying of having missed her, not when his mouth was so greedy in connecting with hers. It was a kiss a bit harsher with pure desire along with the way his hands were firmly on her not just while carrying her over. Once their kiss was broken and he had her half naked draped on his couch Takashi took a moment to admire the sight. With his head cock he was catching his breath, having just begun to open his jeans when Cherry moved forward to grab a hold of him. "Greedy.." A chuckle as he followed the pull, seeing no reason to resist although he also didn't help along. Amber eyes watched her kiss just above her desired goal, the unzipping revealing the size of his usual bulge pushing through while he gathered her hair with his palms behind her head to have it out of the way, eventually giving a pull. "Me or my cock?" Takashi asked in a provoking tone, knowing she wanted to prove it physically but denying her. Before she could even answer he had one palm move to grip her jaw to meet her half way in another kiss. Tongue brushed deep, pressed down against her own as spit gathered to flow down along it deeper into her mouth. Once satisfied he pulled free, body straightened with his hands guiding to press her face against his bulge. "If you're good I'll show you how much I missed you too."

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤtheir break-up had been mutual. or at least that's what cherry had allowed him to believe; having acted as if it wasn't the most heartbreaking and soul-crushing thing she had heard him say. it was only when she'd left this very apartment that she'd let her heart pour out in guttural sobs when her head hit her pillow. but none of that mattered now — she'd go through the heartbreak of leaving all over again if it meant one last night with him.

ㅤㅤcheeks were flushed and her lipgloss smudged as she gazed adoringly up at him as he stripped free of his shirt, too. she fell in love all over again whenever she looked at him, but seeing his toned muscles and defined features had her swooning. she was quick to reconnect their bodies in every sense of the word; arms twined around him as their lips locked as if no time had passed.

ㅤㅤnaked shoulders rolled to assist with the removal of lace when he unclasped her bra, fingers once again nestling into his soft locks; smiling as he laughed before it was her turn to have her giggles muffled by their messy lips once she was plucked effortlessly from the ground. one hand maintained a firm hold on his shoulder whilst the other slipped between their bodies, acrylic nails working at the button and zipper to her denim shorts — wanting to rid every layer between them.

ㅤㅤcherry caught her breath when he tossed her onto the couch, giving her the chance to shun the denim completely, opting to keep the white thong on for him to remove. " come here, " she whined, reaching out to hook her fingers into the waistband of his jeans, tugging him closer whilst unbuttoning them. " come and show me just how sorry i am... " wide, almost pleading eyes gaze up at him as she shifted to kneel on the cushions, leaning in to sugar kisses along his pelvis and snail-trail. " and i can show you how sorry i am, " she muttered sweetly between kisses, unzipping his jeans. " how much i've missed you... "

Coming from a fucked up place just like himself, Takashi had liked how Cherry seemed to understand him, to see the greater picture he was working toward. Nothing about their separation had been something he had wanted yet deemed necessary to be able to continue on said goal. Which wasn't easy, not when she was like this nor when this was how he reacted to her. His body wanted to be closer, to be flush against her while their tongues tangled, rubbing eagerly while getting familiar with each other's bodies again. An easy task for the two. Chuckling with panting breaths did he watch her pull the fabric over her head, revealing more of that beautiful skin while his hands stroked down her sides and lips sought out her chest, placing a peck there before leaning back to pull away his own shirt. Defined muscles underneath were tense with their stance, ready to grasp hold of her once more while she reached for a kiss. All he did was smile into their lip lock upon the suggestion, a bit of a firmer grip to her ass as he guided her hips over his thigh. He was certain if it wasn't for the denim he would feel the familiar heat of her cunt. A single moment later and he had undone the clip of her bra to tug it away from between them, briefly getting caught by her arms around his neck which had laughter stifled by their tongues yet never breaking away. Even as he properly lifted her into his arms to carry her down the hall did their lips barely part a moment until he had thrown her onto his leather couch. "You'll be sorry. " Takashi teased with one of those brilliant smiles.

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤcherry was cursed by her tendency to self-indulge. she couldn't help it; she'd been showered in gifts throughout her childhood to try and distract from traumas she was still yet to disclose to anyone. but her craving for gifts had soon shifted onto takashi when she'd met him, so she'd taken the break-up pretty hard, to say the least. and now that she was here — in his arms, whilst familiar hands explored the globes of her ass, wishing she'd opted for the skirt instead of her snug denim shorts.

ㅤㅤit felt so right to be so close to him, bodies and mouths interlocked as she cradled at the nape of his neck whilst tongues explored. she was grinning into the kiss when he pulled her inside, taking the opportunity to shrug her coat off her shoulders and onto the ground, pooling behind her ankles once she was pinned to the wall. it took all her strength to not simply melt against the wall when he pressed into her, that familiar warmth only he could evoke stirring between her thighs as one of his steadied her. his roaming hands were met with her own, fingers brushing over his before she broke the chaos of their kiss briefly to peel her shirt up and over her head — letting it join her coat. the straps of her cherry patterned lace bra slipped down her shoulders when she pulled him in close. " you should make me apologise... " she teased, pearly whites pulling at his lower lip before lips messily found his again.

This was possibly the most selfish thing of him to do and yet, wasn't she just the same? After being told what trouble it was for him to have her around, vulnerable like that. Yet there they were engaged in a kiss as wild as their previous relation had been, all tongue and teeth and bodies pressing together. There was no hesitation in devouring her fully like they had not been able to taste one another for months. In reality it hadn't been that long but he felt starved of her. Strong hands supported her body as she leaned up to him, soon finding her ass to cup so he could have her pressed against his thigh so even the slightest distance was closed between them. Despite her question their lips barely distanced, answer given in nothing but action. Easily he pulled her inside of his loft, door slammed behind him so he could have her pressed against the wall of his hallway in an instant. "Shouldn't have moaned like that.." Takashi playfully blamed it on her, smirk to his lips before his breathless words were drowned by diving his tongue into her mouth once more, basically balancing her body on his thigh so his hands could push underneath her shirt. Skin, warmth, connection - he wanted to feel it all.

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤno matter how hard cherry tried to stay away, she found herself drawn back to him. like takashi and her were magnetized. she adored him — loved him, even. but she couldn't utter those words aloud anymore; she was already being greedy just asking for a kiss. but, oh, how she's ached for him... perhaps it really was true when people say that distance only makes the heart grow fonder. his comment and familiar mannerisms had her smiling, the fingers on his chest subtly brushing against the fabric of his shirt when his hands snaked down. " what am i lying ab— hmmm.. " she was happily interrupted by his lips, her longing for him becoming even more evident with the way their lips meshed together feverishly. she'd only asked for a kiss, but she couldn't help but to twine her arms around his shoulders, pressing against the tips of her toes to reach up and deepen the kiss; tongue licking along his. the sparks were still there, obviously. she couldn't even bother trying to deny it. he'd said it himself — she was a terrible liar. fingers slipped up and along his neck, combing through his locks as she moaned gently into his mouth. " you'e not really going to make me leave, are you? "

This was not something unexpected, Cherry was the brazen kind which was what Takashi had always appreciated about her. No one could tell her anything, she was reign of herself and while at any given moment that was extremely sexy, he did find himself rolling his eyes. "You're a bad liar." Which didn't prevent firm hands to draw her flush against his built chest, to lean down and engage her plush lips with his own in a breathtaking kiss. Hunger and thirst for one another came together in a wild mesh of lips, not much hesitation in stroking his tongue into her mouth while palms slid over her ass. It hinted at the fact that eventually he would have sought her out too, that she was not as unwelcome as his greeting had been.