#that bitch ogata fucking hyakunosuke

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Our lovely wrathful goddess~

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#4

Lmao so it's been a minute hahah

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#3

TW!! BUG BITES

Either way, take this stupid meme pile I made

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#2

In my beautiful garden...

140 notes - Posted July 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

YALLL THIS FUCKING CHUCK BITCH JUST REFERENCED D.GRAY-MAN HAHAH

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[fujimen]

SHEN QINGQIU... also ogata for the character bingo!

Man I love Shen... love how aloof he is, love the dichotomy between his outer appearance and his inner monologue..... Reading svsss with him as a protag is a pleasure but still my emotions towards him arent as strong as...

the ones i got for the fucking Ogata Hyakunosuke. I fucking love this man I hate him I lovingly call him skurwysyn I save every fucking manga page he appears on to my fucking folder I s2g the brainrot is so strong I just got a bingo. I think he's ace and you can't change my mind, he has no place in any pairing, sentenced to always be a little sad cat bitch. Fucking soulless dead fish eyes really got to me and how he always slides his hand over his head how he is a traitor he is so despicable and awkward and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA KURWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *climbs onto the rooftop and howls*

I bought his nendoroid even when my stance on figurines was 'dust-catchers'

[tosikoarts]

Modern AU Ogata BF HC

Hey-hey! It took some time but there you go, honey ♡ Got carried away thinking about how Ogata feeding stray cats >>> everything else.  Hope you enjoy these headcanons!!  You can check tosikowrites tag for more.

General:

Noda once said that in a modern setting Ogata would be a dentist but let me disagree with him. I can clearly see Ogata as a photographer, a successful one, the one that allows himself to be arrogant without a fear that his client will drop him. Thanks to the unique style and skillful handling of light, Ogata quickly became popular among ordinary photography lovers and pompous snobs and now he does not miss a single opportunity to prick the latter. Knows he is good at what he is doing and takes full advantage of this.

Despite what is written above, Ogata still lives in a small apartment on the outskirts of Sapporo and doesn’t plan to move out in the nearest future. Partially it is due to the feeling of emancipation from beloved father and the sweetest stepbrother who cannot stop prying into his affairs. Last month Yuusaku has sneaked to the private galleries where Ogata was presenting his new photoshoots two times leaving Hyakunosuke in a state of stupid stupor when he was welcomed with a warm brotherly hug.

Still a salty little bitch online. Has few throwaway accounts to start a discourse on any topic that is even minimally discussable. Is immune to death threats at this point. Has met Vasily online and can’t stop discussing Russian politics with him from whatever crazy thing Vladimir Zhirinovsky has said (Ogata loses thousands of brain cells reading articles about him) to the news about the alleged Putin palace. He now knows some Russian too, mostly swear words and basic phrases.

Constantly torn between I don’t need anybody and if I don’t interact with a human being in a less hostile manner I will go apeshit. Meets up with Shiraishi, Sugimoto, Tanigaki, and Kiroranke once in a while to piss off Sugi and teasingly ask Tanigaki if he wants another nude photo shoot. By the way, he lives on black coffee with no sugar or milk so Ogata often runs into Tsukishima when the man orders a triple espresso and teriyaki chicken sandwich. If Koito is not here, they chat for a little secret wish to never meet again. Then they meet next week and the situation repeats itself as in a Groundhog Day.

There is no place for another cat in his apartment but Ogata loves cats and makes sure to feed and pet every one on his street. Once raised a whole litter of kittens whose mother was sadly hit by a car and became an adoptive father for three big bois who visit his apartment complex for free head pats and treats. Doesn’t share this part of his life since Ogata doesn’t want to be seen as a kindhearted person lmao.

BF HC:

Where could you meet Ogata if not on Tinder? The description of his profile was extremely cryptic and consisted only of name, height, and weight, nothing else. The first few days of talking to him feel like you are being looked down on even though Ogata acts pretty friendly and puts some effort into getting to know you out of casual wyd and you up texts. Goes offline for a few days then comes back with no explanations whatsoever. This first stage is a pure test of patience because Ogata knows he is not the best man around and can be a real pain in the ass. The sooner they get to know his bad side the better.

He doesn’t get fancy dates like candlelight dinner or going to the theater. Doesn’t mix work and personal life either so do not expect an exclusive invitation to his personal exhibitions. Ogata prefers hasteless walks along the river, ice-skating under the myriad of holiday garlands, playing mortal combat late at night with empty takeaway boxes chilling on the table. Cheap and comfy. If his newfound partner doesn’t know how to skate or rollerblade, Ogata will be twice as persistent: he likes to see them slowly learning how to skate as much as holding their hand through the night.

Vasily likes to draw. Ogata loves to take photos. For the first anniversary, he has collected a whole ton of photos for a cute collage. He took one when they were spinning in the kitchen like a whirligig making sure soup wasn’t too salty and noodles were just right for adding a sauce. Another one was taken when they both were trying old-fashioned pieces from the thrift shop looking like a modern-day John Lennon and Yoko Ono. They fell asleep right on top of Ogata and he managed to take a selfie kissing them on the top of their head. Put all the pieces together with texts and custom ring and voila – Ogata’s present is ready.

Teasing borders with light insults though he does not always realize it. Calls his partner silly in the sweetest tone before showing how to do the thing right. Pillow fights last until fluff flies from the pillows and Ogata won’t stop tickling them until tears stream down their cheeks. Says fuck me both as call to action and disappointed sigh with the same intonation so have fun figuring this man out. Absolute treasure and curse in one person and he won’t ever admit it but he is trying so hard to suppress the urge to push them away as a defense mechanism. Never apologizes but crawls back to them after every argument.

Speaking of which, arguments are common but rarely end up in loud door slam or hysteria. Usually, it happens when Ogata can’t control himself and pushes too many buttons of theirs so his teasing ends up being too harsh… Anyway, the cat got Ogata’s tongue and he doesn’t know how to use words to ask for forgiveness but! When he feels like it is definitely his fault, Ogata will cook ankonabe as unspoken sorry, I’ve messed up a big time and don’t know how to fix it, please don’t be mad, please talk to me. It’s rare but if he really feels this way Ogata will be stick like glue to them fearing that this time they will definitely leave him and his shitty camera all alone again.

[considergoldenkamuy]

The time when Ogata and Sugimoto is sick so their s/o have to take care of them. They try their best to hide their weak side but they fail, their s/o feel really happy and amused. There r a lot of fluffy, cuddling moments and their s/o even tease them about it

i hope you don’t mind that i’m doing hcs for this, i’m sorry this is so late! YOU SENT THIS IN LIKE A YEAR AND A HALF AGO SDFJDSKFS

OGATA HYAKUNOSUKE

honestly hyakunosuke isn’t exactly trying to hide that he’s sick from them, he just doesn’t like the symptoms of being sick either. troublesome

i mean that’s what he’ll tell himself at least bc honestly he really doesn’t want to deal with taking up their time, they’ve got better things to do

that and even if he knows it’s kind of pointless to keep this from them, he’s still got his own pride

but oof if they find out hyakunosuke is gonna be unamused

“you’re cute but you don’t need to act all tough.”

“i wasn’t acting tough.”

“sure, whatever you say.”

tbh tho his s/o is probably really worried and he doesn’t like that they’re worried?? like no??? stop??

even after they start trying to take care of him you bet your ass hyakunosuke is not gonna be sittin still all day even if he’s literally just a cat

he wants warmth

hyakunosuke demands warmth, and he will get it no matter the cost

the cost in this case is finding his s/o regardless of whether or not they’re gonna be upset at him

let’s be real he finds their huffy mood funny

it’s p rare for hyakunosuke to be the one initiating hugs or snuggling??

expect that when he’s sick tho it’s an excuse once he’s decided to put his pride away for a moment and demands affection

completely ignores any teasing whatsoever

he just wants warmth

even if it means his s/o also getting sick in the process

warmth is warmth

SUGIMOTO SAICHI

god where do i start w this train wreck

he’s not v good at pretending he’s not sick?? like chief ,, you are very obviously not well

“wdym??? i’m fi – “ *coughing fit*

“fuckin dumbass get over here.”

like saichi makes a sincere effort not to seem like he’s sick or vulnerable but he can’t lie bout this shit for his fuckin life

gives into his s/o trying to take care of him real easy

he just loves them okay???

doesn’t like worrying his s/o but he does like the attention it gets him after he stops worrying about bothering them or feeling weak in front of them

fucking whiny baby

literal child

he also asks for things like cuddles or hugs

“bitch you wanna get me sick too??”

“YOU’RE SO MEAN!”

“i’m literally joking, move over.”

sunshine boy!!! he’s very happy

he’s a fuckin radiator istg

proximity and general physical contact haven’t decreased or increased any. just standard saichi but considerably more childish

[dandeaix-oomph]

two four six o fucking one

Ogata doesn't blink. "Only members of the production company are allowed."

"I was told I could come for a viewing."

"No," says Ogata, "you can't."

Koito hates this man. "I'll pay for everyone's supper," he bargains.

"No."

"I'll also get boba," Koito adds. Ogata still doesn't blink, but something has shifted in his eyes that convinces Koito he's on the right track. "I can get them right now, in fact. Or coffee too. Whatever. I'll get them if you'll let me in."

"The good boba?" Ogata clarifies. "The one near the ramen place? Not the one near the engineering campus?"

"The good boba," Koito promises, immediately pulling up the food delivery app on his phone. "So do we have a deal?"

"Buy a ticket for all three days of our showing and I'll consider it."

"Fine."

"Then deal." Ogata swipes his pass; the keycard reader pings and glows green. "After you."

Koito doesn't bother to thank him. He walks down the corridor. The backstage of their university theatre isn't big, and Koito has enough friends in the performing arts to know that most performers prefer to linger outside the hall or watch the rehearsals in the audience's seats. "Tsurumi is here today, right?"

"Obviously."

"Just to be sure," Koito supplies, "Tsukishima told me that sometimes Tsurumi leaves them to practise alone."

Ogata clicks his tongue impatiently. "Then shouldn't you ask before attempting to bribe me?"

"Hey! I'm not here for only Tsurumi!" That is only ninety percent of the reason. The other five is Tsukishima, and the rest is because Koito is bored. "So he's here?"

"Yes."

"Huh." Koito wonders if that means rehearsals are not going so well. He decides not to probe. "What's your role again? Tsukishima didn't mention much about this production."

In fact, Tsukishima has stared at him with such weariness when he brought up the topic that Koito decidedly aborts that line of conversation.

Ogata halts. He does not look impressed. "Do you even know that we're doing a musical this time?"

"I know that much," Koito huffs. "Les Misérables right?"

"Yes. I am playing Enjolras."

Koito double-takes. "You? Enjolras?"

"Yes, me. And Tsurumi is playing Javert. In case Tsukishima didn't -" At this point Ogata infuses a certain mockery into his tone, "- tell you. Again."

Koito hates hates hates Ogata Hyakunosuke. "Oh, he definitely did tell me that much," he sniffs, "as well as his schedule, and that he has casting problems."

"That's just some actors being unprofessional," Ogata dismisses. He pushes the door open. "Now head down the stairs and keep out of everyone's way."

"You don't need to tell me that," Koito grumbles, hastening down. The door to the hall opens and a burst of frigid air slaps him in the face. Someone's turned the air-conditioning too low again.

He picks a seat in the second row, near the aisle. Sugimoto is there too; from what Koito remembers, it’s because Kiroranke has to stay behind and can't drive Asirpa and Enonoka home.

But if outsiders aren't allowed, then couldn't Sugimoto wait outside too? He can pick them up after they are dismissed from rehearsals. That's what Tanigaki does, and he's dating Inkarmat -

Oh. Koito sees what's going on here. It seems Ogata is a little bitch who doesn't bother masking his favouritism.

Their theatre group have framed itself as a sort of service-oriented production, wherein their projects' ethos is to provide affordable yet quality theatre experience to the community. 

The production team itself is mostly made up of members and alumni from their university's various theatre clubs. Some, like Tsurumi and Kiroranke, are past professional performers turned coaches, their careers punctuated with the occasional contract acting. Others are members of the public that volunteered, including some elderly and more importantly, at-risk teenagers who figured they like the familial solidarity of this production team.

Community theatre, Koito thinks. Has a good ring to it. At least, it certainly appeals to potential sponsors. Koito knows this. After all, Koito's family is one of their sponsors.

Tsurumi is on stage now, his voice loud and powerful, his tone angrier and angrier until it swallows up Kiroranke's firm baritone.

"Every man is born in sin," he sings, "every man must choose his way."

The light dances off the edges of his cheeks and the strong lines of his back; arresting, mesmerising. There is power in every gesture, power in every tremble of his voice, and the audience gapes awestruck at him, looking up in worship of this man, great as a deity.

(And Koito he, he can't look away.)

"I think this scene is pretty much done,” Kiroranke is saying. “You can stand to be a tad more hysterical, but this is good too."

"I'll keep it in mind." Tsurumi stretches his back. "We’ll skip Asirpa's scenes too, there’s not much issues there. Let's focus on what needs focus. Run through the previous scenes: the earlier one with Fantine's death isn't satisfying."

"Respectfully," Inkarmat cuts in. She has been sitting cross-legged at the end of the stage. "It is hard for either of us to express the sincerity of a scene that tragic when both of us hate each other."

"I don't care about that," Tsurumi dismisses. "You are both professional actors, so I expect you to act like ones. Sort it out."

"Excuse me," Tsukishima calls out from a seat near the back. Koito hasn't noticed him, and startles. "But this is the first time we've seen such genuine animosity on set. We are too close to the deadline to pin our hopes on them working this out."

"I can switch with Inkarmat," Igogusa offers, "if necessary. I did Fantine before."

"But I prefer Inkarmat's voice for Fantine's solo." Tsurumi shakes his head. "Never mind that, we'll proceed as is for now. Let's take a ten minutes water break, and we'll do Scene Nine Heart Full of Love after. Our syncing for it has been horrendous."

-

Here’s the thing: when he is a young boy, Koito watches Tsurumi act on stage, and falls in love.

For the next three days, he whines about wanting to go into acting to his family, but got bored on the fourth. So he makes it a point to keep tabs on Tsurumi’s acting career, and attends every show that is put up.

Then he grows up, goes to university, and decides that he wants to experience living on campus.

Koito has already been living alone, even if it is in a loft at a highrise that his family bought. It’s only a fifteen minutes drive from the university, and two hours away from the family mansion.

But to actually live in a college residence is a much different experience. His brother has told him stories about it, about how it can be a mess but also how it feels like something of a coming-of-age ritual. Koito is curious, so Koito applies for campus housing.

Three things happen.

Firstly: he ends up rooming with Tsukishima, a graduate student. 

Secondly: he lasts six months.

Thirdly, and most importantly: he finds out that Tsukishima is in the same theatre production as Tsurumi.

The rest, as they say, is history.

-

Tsukishima does the sets, so even during the break, he looks distracted enough that Koito has to snap his fingers repeatedly by his ear before Tsukishima comes back into the moment. "Sorry, you were saying?"

"I got everyone some boba. From the stall near the hotpot place, not the one near engi'," Koito repeats, "but I got you your special order."

"Thank you," Tsukishima says as he accepts his drink, but the frown doesn't go away even as he sucks up the taro balls.

Koito folds his arms. "Hey," he begins, in a bid to distract, "Tsurumi pretty much call the shots huh?"

"He is technically our director." Tsukishima kneads between his eyes. “And producer. He’s split that role with me since he’s acting this time. Thankfully, we have Kiroranke and Inkarmat around, but they are feuding. I told Tsurumi that even though we are only a small independent production, we need to find more stagehands because of our choice of play  - but no, it’s all casting and finding the right actors and making sure they live up to their potential -”

“Don’t say that,” Koito defends, “this gives you much more control on what goes on, right? Isn’t that good?”

“What makes you think the actors are not all obnoxious egomaniacs?” Tsukishima points out tiredly. “We have the same problems every year. I told him we should have done black box this year and expand from there, but Tsurumi has a vision.”

“Maybe if you delegate more -”

“I did.” Tsukishima covers his eyes with a palm. “Usami is frighteningly competent, although the Nikaidou twins could not be given any autonomy. Also, I was planning to promote Tamai to assistant stage manager, but he dropped out last week." He drinks his boba stressfully. “We almost borrowed some crew from the university, except Hijikata has made it clear that he is not loaning out anymore students from the drama club.”

Koito does not know enough about theatre production to make more comments. “What if I hire some professionals? I mean, my family is a sponsor.”

“Then this would not be an independent charity production anymore. But thanks.” Tsukishima finishes his drink. “Right, I think I need to go check on the techs. If anyone starts crying, I’m off to the gents.”

“Why would anyone - ” Koito tries, “Tsukishima? Hey, don’t run away. Tsukishima!” but Tsukishima has already slipped away. 

Koito wanders back into the hall. Everyone tries to keep food off the stage, but Ienaga is munching on a doughnut while gesturing aggressively at the props, and no one is going to argue with Ienaga. 

He turns towards the seats and - never mind, Sugimoto is fussing over the kids as Shiraishi shares some silly anecdote with them again, while Ogata - Ogata? - hangs his arms over the back of the seat adjacent to Sugimoto. Koito doesn’t understand what is going on. Koito doesn’t want to understand what is going on. 

Then he sees Yuusaku standing by the fire exit and understands anyway.

(Frankly, Koito doesn’t understand what it’s like to hate his family. He loves his family. His brother is great and charismatic and his mother is affectionate and funny, and while there used to be some hostility with his father, that has passed after adolescence too.

But in the end, that’s none of his business.)

Koito hops up onto the stage in the end. He ignores Usami’s grin and heads straight for Edogai. “Hey,” he calls, “you do costumes, right?”

“Yes?” Edogai lowers his notebook. “Is there an issue?”

“I like what you did with Javert’s costume,” Koito tells him seriously, “it’s arresting.”

He spends the rest of the break discussing costumes edits until Tsurumi calls for them to clear the stage, get back to work now, and Koito returns to his seat.

Sugimoto turns to Koito. “Have you seen them rehearse this scene before?”

“No.” Koito leans forward. “Have you?”

“Yeah. Thing is, all three of them don’t have a strong enough presence to complement each other, so Tsurumi has been pretty unhappy about it. I tried coaching Umeko on her gestures to make up for her voice, but there’s only so much she can do.” Sugimoto pauses. “However, Yuusaku has been stepping up. Apparently Ogata gave him tips.”

“Ogata?” Koito is usually not this much of a gossip. “I thought he hates Yuusaku?”

“He does, but Tsurumi made him help Yuusaku.” Sugimoto chuckles. “He can’t say no to that, can he?”

That is devious. Koito knows there is a reason why he is so mesmerised by Tsurumi. “I bet he’s pissed.”

“Fluffed up like a cat,” Sugimoto agrees. “He -”

“Silence from the house, please,” Tsurumi announces, and Sugimoto immediately faces back towards the front. “Thank you. This is Koito’s first viewing; it won’t do if you keep distracting him, Sugimoto. Koito - apologies for not greeting you, I’ve been busy.”

He noticed me! He noticed! “No worries!” Koito shouts, feeling a little light-headed. Sugimoto shushes him. 

Tsurumi smiles from the stage. Smiles at Koito, god, the brilliance of his smile, the soft curve of his lips - “Right then, let’s continue. We’ll run through the scene one time, and then repeat once more with music.”

Koito sinks back into his seat. He’s ready to combust. 

Solemnly, Sugimoto reaches over to the box of unclaimed boba and passes a cup to him.

-

And then Umeko cries when Tsurumi yells too harshly at her. 

Tsukishima makes eye contact with Koito from the stage. His eyes resemble that of a man who has walked in and out of hell. 

Koito considers getting Tsukishima some vouchers for that spa he likes so much.

-

For dinner, Inkarmat volunteers to greet the delivery man. 

“What’s going on?” Koito asks, and receives a round of sniggers.

“Tanigaki works the night shift for this eatery,” Ariko explains. Cikapasi nods fervently.

“Right,” Koito says slowly. “I see,” and mourns for his empty stomach. Sympathetically, Ariko passes him a bag of chips. 

They get their dinner eventually. Tsurumi asks Koito on his opinions about the musical, you are our sponsor after all, did we meet your expectations?

Frankly, the musical can catch fire midway and implode in a fiery wreck for all Koito cares. The only thing that matters is that Tsurumi is involved. “Of course,” Koito answers excitedly, “it’s great!”

Tsurumi smiles again. “That’s good,” he says.

Koito feels like his heart is about to leap out of his chest and perform a pirouette.

Then they finish their dinner, dry-run one last time, and the kids have to go home. Practice grinds to a halt as Sugimoto waves his goodbye, gives Shiraishi a half-hug, and whisks the children away.

Koito fiddles with his phone, posting weird selfies on his InstaStory and Snapchat and snorts when people comment ridiculous answers on his guess where I am poll. He barely notices when Tsukishima sits down on the seat beside. “I imagine it must be pretty boring.”

“Hm?” Koito shrugs, putting his phone away. “I think it’s fine. All rehearsals have their boring parts. At least there’s drama.”

Tsukishima exhales deeply. “I don’t like this kind of drama.” His head lolls when he leans back, propping himself up by the elbows. "Will you be coming over again?"

"I don't know." Koito pouts. "Will Tsurumi want me here?"

"Well, you are a sponsor."

Koito lets out a long-suffering whine. "Then what can I do? I can't impose, no matter how much I want to see him!" He slumps against a seat, cheek resting on the back of his arm. “I just want to hop on his dick.”

“I know, Koito. I have known you for two years and five months.”

Koito eyes him. “You keep track of that?”

“It’s not hard,” Tsukishima dismisses, “I simply subtracted the months from the first day of the academic year when I was a graduate student.”

“Smart.”

“Not smart, just sensible.”

Koito makes a face. “Too practical. I don’t want to know whether I can come over, I want to know if Tsurumi will want me to come to rehearsals.”

“And like I said, he doesn’t not want you here,” Tsukishima returns, “but based on personal experience, I would advise against coming over too often. It gives everyone unnecessary stress.” He pauses. “The boba is good though.”

“I’ll get it again the next time I’m over.” As his mother always says, if they have the money to spare, then they might as well use it to cheer up other people.

(People-pleaser, his father has chastised lightly even as he hands over the month’s paycheck. This, Koito thinks, must be why Koito Heinojou decides to pursue a second major in social work.)

"You're not unwelcomed, Koito," Tsukishima emphasises. "I am glad that you're here to show your support. But when money is in the picture… you get it, don't you?"

"Yeah, don't sweat it." His wealth may have made him insensitive at times, but he isn’t stupid. Rich people are snakes, or at least surrounded by them; dealing with them and their assistants take a certain amount of astuteness. "I'll give you a heads-up a few days before I come over."

"Thank you, Koito. I really appreciate that."

Koito waves a hand. "It's no problem."

-

It takes five days.

Tsukishima frowns. "Didn't you say -"

"I forgot," Koito lies. In actuality, he has decided to pop by on a whim, and is further emboldened when he meets Inkarmat on the way up. "Anyway, Inkarmat says it's fine.”

“Sure she did,” Tsukishima counters dryly, “and did she tell you that Tsurumi would only be coming in later for an hour today?”

“What!” Koito doesn’t know that. “But he will be here?”

Tsukishima simply shakes his head. "If this is going to be a regular thing," he informs, "then you'd better make yourself useful."

Which is how Koito finds himself at the backstage, helping touch-up what little make-up has to be put on for characterisation purposes.

"Eponine's make-up," Inkarmat mutters, hovering over Igogusa, "must smear just right. She is a little rough around the edges, so her makeup must reveal that."

Koito carefully curls Igogusa's lashes. "This is stage-acting, not a film, you know? The audience will be watching for big movements. They won't be close enough to notice the details."

"Even if most of the audience won't see it, some of them can," Inkarmat chides, "and most importantly, as actors, we can feel the difference. So smear it carefully with your fingers - she wants to be a lady for Marius, but this isn't who she is, and deep down, she knows that too."

For a while, the only thing that can be heard is the white noise in the background. Then: "Inkarmat," Igogusa remarks softly, "you should be the one playing as Eponine."

Inkarmat shakes her head. "Tsurumi knows what he's doing," she declares. "Right, now I'm going to try and get into Fantine's headspace to see if her impressive kindness can tamper down my aggressiveness towards - you know. Catch you later." She turns to leave, only to pause to nod firmly at Koito. "Do your job."

"Of course!" Koito rubs the kohl onto Igogusa's eyelids. He'll give her the hottest smokey eyes that'll rival those beauty youtubers - which he knows for a fact that he can definitely accomplish, because he is added into their group chats and spends spa day with them.

"Koito," Igogusa says, later, when Koito decides to do her hair too because he fucking adores that volume, it has so much potential for elaborate hairstyles - "You are a very good friend to Tsukishima, aren't you?"

"Buh-what? I mean, I try." Koito contemplates this. "I feel like it's mostly Tsukishima being a good friend to me."

Igogusa laughs, light but throaty. "He does that," she agrees, "but that also shows that he cares. He only mothers the people he cares about. So if he cares about you…" Her face splits into a brilliant grin. "You must have been a good person. Thank you for being there for him."

[babyybitchhh]

Holy shit, I just choked so hard I almost died. This dude is hot as FUCK and he also looks like he could be straight up related to Ogata Hyakunosuke, which is extra crazy because according to this his name is Umanosuke. 😂 Literally where has he been this entire time, asking for a friend.

You mean to tell me this series has virtually nothing in the way of self insert content when there are men like that wandering around?? Just looking like a whole ass snack against the backdrop of Edo era Japan and no one gave enough of a shit in the last fifteen years to thirst even a little bit???

Good GOD

Mugen’s the only guy I’ve felt any kind of way about up until now (Ainu daddy was crazy sexy tho, let’s make that clear) so “I could pull the baddest bitch around” Umanosuke feels like a sucker punch to the gut. I did not expect these last few episodes to attack me like this and yet ...

[immortalmagines]

Could I possibly get angsty headcannons of Sugimoto and/or Ogata reacting to their s/o leaving them for another man and how they would handle that situation? Sorry, I love some good angst. Thanks!

Mmmmm sure do love that angst thanks.

Sugimoto Saichi:

Despite how terrible the whole situation, he’s glad you chose to break things off rather than cheat on him with the man you’re now with.

That doesn’t mean he’s particularly happy about it. He’s super depressed about it and is beating himself up for not being good enough if you left him for someone else.

Honestly he’s not entirely surprised you ended up leaving him for someone else. He’s a killer and has done a lot of bad things and will continue to do some pretty terrible things while he’s searching for the gold. Unless it’s Shiraishi then he’s going to be really confused. If it’s Ogata he will be absolutely pissed at the rat bitch.

Is desperate for closure but is too scared to actually confront you about it. He wants to know why you chose someone else over him, if he had done something wrong, if he could somehow make you come back to him. However, he might not even believe he deserves to know that.

He can’t stand being near you. Especially if the person you left him for is by your side. If you and your new man aren’t involved in searching for the gold he’s going to ask you to leave.

It breaks his heart and honestly he’s upset with you too for it. He knows he shouldn’t really be mad at you but it doesn’t change the fact that you really hurt him.

Asirpa is also ready to beat you up so be on the lookout. If Sugimoto doesn’t end up asking for closure she’s going to confront you about it and get an answer out of you.

He’s not going to pester you to take him back either. He accepts things as the way they are and doesn’t want to make things worse for you both. He’ll leave you be but please don’t come back to him saying you made a mistake. It’ll hurt so much and he’ll end up taking you back and it’s going to be hell.

Ogata Hyakunosuke:

There’s some pretty big potential that he will never speak to you again if it can be helped.

If you’re still traveling with the group he’s going to be glaring daggers at the person who stole you away from him. They’re high on his hit list at this point and they better watch their back.

He’s not so low as to actually kill him. When others are watching.

Will convince himself that you weren’t as smart as he originally thought. That you made a mistake and that you didn’t know any better. He’s waiting for you to realize how badly you fucked up.

Will be super pissed off if it’s actually someone from the group. Sugimoto? That’s vaguely understandable and he wouldn’t be surprised if the man tried to steal you from him. Shiraishi? Impossible. It’s a nightmare.

Ogata will wait for you to realize you made a huge mistake and if you come back to him asking him to take you back and forgive you then he will absolutely refuse. In this way he might not entirely get over his feelings for you.

Is prepared to never have a relationship of any kind with another human being ever again.

Why is he even surprised? He isn’t. He knew deep down that no one is capable of loving him. He’s cursed to live a life of unhappiness.

Won’t ever ask for closure on why you left him for someone else. It will always be a mystery to him which is pretty unhealthy. That question might not truly leave him. Of course he’ll get over it but it’s going to leave a mark.

[jojotier]

I have a one-track mind so talk abt my boy Ogata a little more :3c

A bastard and yet………….. a bastard whom has some of my heart,

Favorite Thing: Canon-wise, my favorite thing about him is definitely how driven he is- and by God, is he driven. No matter how much flack I might give him for not seeming to have an outstanding character motivation, whatever that motivation is, he has an outstanding amount of drive in getting there. The multiple betrayals show that, but so do all the times that Ogata puts things aside to attempt to work with others, including Sugimoto’s group or eating with their group and Hijikata’s. Plus, his respect of the elderly is really sweet!

Now as a character, my favorite thing is simply how versatile he is to write! Like with most other characters, for aus you have to put them in roles tailored to fit them. Tsukishima can take the role of a reluctant final boss who gives the protagonists the chance to escape fairly, but never the role of the big bad threatening the cosmos with a black hole in his skull. Sugimoto can take the form of an immortal who’s fallen in love with humanity and love for humans itself, but never the role of a needlessly violent criminal who would go out of his way to harm defenseless people. With Ogata, you can honestly stick him in almost any role, provided you do enough tweaking to his backstory and/or end goal to pursue! It makes it easy when you’re building up an au, and his internal monologue is just generally hilarious. That, and I’m a sucker for easy angst, from time to time…

Least Favorite thing: Every single fucking time he spouts psuedo-intellectual bullshit I lose some of my domestication. “There’s no such thing as god”, “no one is untouched by sin” yea bitch we been knew!!! My 11 year old sister said these things while t-posing the other night before playing roblox it’s not that goddamn serious. He has the philosophies of every male screenwriter talking about how their indie movie is different because the main male character just feels like he doesn’t fit in, you know, like he’s just different and sees the world different from all the sheeple in the world. Probably would wear hipster scarf and glasses combo too. 

Favorite Line: “Think I can cut a line from your asscrack to your asscrack chin to make a full body asscrack?” or something to that effect. He’s so fucking ridiculous. Especially when he tries to be edgy hvkuhvf

brOTP: Ogata and gun. Next

OTP: In canon, I can’t see anyone with him- as he is now, the dude is totally, wholly unempathetic of other people. He needs to do something about the mess that is Himself before he even looks in the vague direction of a romantic relationship. OUTSIDE of canon though? I’m a super strong proponent of Ogata and Tanigaki, just because they both balance out well and because Tanigaki is the only shooter ever to Best Ogata in a sniper battle in Golden Kamuy. I truly believe that outside the confines of canon, Ogata’s begrudging respect of Tanigaki’s skill as a hunter and soldier could bloom into something more…

nOTP: OSugi, though it didn’t always use to be that way. Back before Abashiri, when Ogata had a fighting chance of being with the group, I could maybe begrudgingly see it happening. But after Abashiri and the shit he pulled in Karafuto? It’s a hard no from me chief, because let’s face it… after this, Asirpa won’t want anything to do with Ogata. Since Sugimoto’s with her, neither will he. The only reason he saved Ogata was for Asirpa’s sake, and Ogata may just hate him even more for going out of his way to make Ogata’s worldview false, by not letting Asirpa kill him, as if divine intervention were keeping her “Pure”.

Random Headcanon: His Granny absolutely fucking hated people. I headcanon her as a bitter old bitch who was constantly talking about people behind their backs and who went shooting for fun. She hated everyone- except her little grandson, quiet little Hyakunosuke, whom she coveted more dearly than the world itself. He would bring her “gifts” (dead birds) often as a child, and though she often was too busy working to accept them all, she made sure to sit down and cook one of Ogata’s birds with him at least once a week. I feel as though even though his Granny wasn’t around as much as she’d have liked to have been, Ogata knew she loved him, and in turn loved her dearly back. Plus, knowing he was the absolute only one his Granny loved was a great ego boost, and might have played into his view that people (particularly seemingly Worthy people, like Sugimoto) are interchangeable with himself.

Unpopular Opinion: If you got hot and bothered by the eyesucking scene in 188, I’m sorry to break it to you, but you’re into eye vore now. That is literally all I could see with that scene. I actually didn’t find the scene sexual at all- if anything, it was just uncanny and mildly disturbing, especially since I have a little squeamishness about Things Being Near The Eyes, much less a mouth.

Song I Associate with Him: This Ain’t a Scene, It’s a God Damn Arms Race by Fall Out Boy. It’s edgy already (a plus for Ogata!), but the central theme of “fuck everything up for the hell of it” fits with what I think the central motivation of Ogata’s character may be, lol

Favorite Image: Hm…. this reminds me of a simpler time……… a time when I used to stan Ogata