#yashiki x mashita

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Spirit hunter yaoi real

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Favorite Yashiki Things

1. Despite being rich and from powerful family. He fucking wears a polo shirt. And LOOKS GOOD IN IT AS WELL. Do you know how hard it is to imagine him kissing Mashita in that fucking Polo Shirt?

2. His actual birth name is legit his dead name. Shout out to the fanfics that fully treat Masamune Kujou as his dead name. He is Kazuo Yashiki.

3. His clear bias when he is inner monologuing about Mashita. Yeah we get it you wanna kiss him. We get it.

4. The fact that he is so abnormal about what he consumes. Not only is it canon he drinks diabetes coffee but if you take the Audio Drama as canon. He eats fucking corpse honey? What the actual fuck Yashiki. You are so lucky you pretty.

5. The trend of the Kujou rizz bringing female spirits to his yard. At this point it’s fucking funny to me. (My theory why Mashita is into Yashiki is because he is half dead because he doesn’t sleep)

6. Yashiki canonical fat ass. Thank you experience devs. Now give Mashita the big booba he deserves. PLEASE.

7. The fact in death mark 2 when mark bearers died he was like oh man that sucks. When he thought Mashita died dude was fully broken with grief.

8. The whole cat noises scene Mashita and Yashiki did is the main reason you should buy Death Mark 2.

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一男ッ！逃げろッ！(Kazuo! Run / Get away!)

If you have Mashita with you during this scene in the Shimi-O case, this is what he’ll say.

Why is this a big deal? Because calling someone by their first name is usually a sign of closeness.

(That was likely why Departed!Michiho told Yashiki to address her that way, though I’m surprised she didn’t do the same with him.)

The fact that Mashita did so when Yashiki was in danger indicates how the former actually feels about the latter. And that’s after three to four days of association.

Also, this is the first and only time Yashiki is called by just his first name in the Death Mark series.

Mashita really stands out from the rest of the characters, doesn’t he? 🤭🤭🤭

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Smashing them together like barbie dolls

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HELLO YASHITA NATION

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kazuo yashiki/satoru mashita - 3.2k - rated T

some yashita whump and angst for you

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save me old man ghost hunter yaoi.....save me.....

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Ya know, the more I hear Mashita "complain" about Yashiki being an "old creepy pervert" the more l'm hearing that Mashita is into "old (40 year old) creepy perverted" men (he's literally just some guy, calm down Mashita) smh. Yer denial isn't even denial at this point. It's practically screaming "googly moogly he's a freak 🫦🫦😏😏”

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The First Few Dates aka Middle Aged Lover's Club (MALC)

The first time they go out, it's not really a date. At least Yashiki doesn't think it's a date. Are four people allowed to go out on dates?

Mashita Satoru x Yashiki Kazuo x Daimon Shuuji x Hiroo Madoka (Poly Relationship, OT4)

This won't leave my head. You're welcome world for the ship no one asked for. Is this going to be a thing? No idea.

Warnings: Implied Canon Typical Violence, Low Self Esteem (Yashiki), Polyamory, Poly Negotiations, Pre-Relationship

The first time they go out, it’s not really a date. At least Yashiki doesn’t take it as a date. Hiroo had insisted the adults get together to let loose and Yashiki didn’t have the heart to say no. Mashita had loudly and insistently said he wasn’t going, a blatant lie since he was sitting right next to Yashiki. Hiroo and Daimon sat across from them, a bottle of sake in the middle of the table.

It doesn’t take long for Hiroo and Mashita to start bickering, Hiroo getting louder the more alcohol she drinks. Daimon sends Yashiki an amused look, shaking his head and ordering appetizers for the table. The two of them catch up while the younger two exchange barbs, easily starting an impromptu drinking contest. Daimon’s leg bumps into Yashiki’s under the table and he winks, Yashiki’s cheeks going pink. The other two don’t notice, getting close as they lean across the table.

The night ends with Hiroo leaning heavily on Daimon and Mashita smirking at her half-asleep state. Daimon gives Yashiki’s arm a squeeze before taking Hiroo home, the dual lab coats blending into the night. Yashiki drives Mashita back to the mansion, the ex-detective’s good mood not faltering. Mashita spends the night and Yashiki basks in the lightness in his chest; the normal crushing weight has left for the night.

The four of them don’t have time to get together for a couple of months, seeing each other sporadically. Yashiki takes a few cases with Mashita, not as partners but just to help. The knowing glint in Mashita’s eyes betrays what they both know, it’s only a matter of time. He always feels safe with Mashita, even when they’re running for their lives. The younger man is a steady presence at his side.

He goes to lunch with Daimon a couple of times, the two of them meeting at a diner close to the hospital. Yashiki always feels comfortable with the doctor; he doesn’t know what exactly it is but he enjoys relaxing with his friend. They talk about music and the other Mark Bearers, content to exist just the two of them.

Hiroo is harder to get a hold of but Yashiki does his best to make time for her. Usually that means she drags him over town to run errands, carrying her bags and then going for drinks after. She takes longer to relax than the others but Yashiki is proud the first time she actually laughs in front of him. She’s beautiful when she grins.

The next time they’re all able to get together Daimon picks the place, a trendy karaoke bar. Mashita looks like he’s going to cuss everyone out but Hiroo drags him to their room before he can make a scene. Yashiki doesn’t know half of the songs they pick but it’s fun to see everyone let loose. Daimon has a nice voice (when he’s able to sing without coughing) but Mashita is tone deaf. Hiroo vows to never let him live it down but Mashita doesn’t complain too much. It might be because she’s leaning so heavily on him as she laughs.

Something is changing between them. Yashiki can’t pinpoint when or how but things are changing. Mashita has been thawing, not only to himself but the others as well. Hiroo’s teasing is less mocking and has a sweeter edge. Daimon jokes more, something sly on his face instead of serious. Yashiki thinks that he’s changing too; more willing to relax and connect with the people around him.

Moe has been teasing him, saying that Mashita and Hiroo visit him at the mansion a lot more often. Once Moe knows, everyone else knows. Yashiki doesn’t think it’s a big deal, everyone comes to visit him, but there’s something that he’s missing. The one time he asks Mashita, the ex-detective looks at him, sighs and then rolls his eyes.

“Figure it out yourself, idiot.” The words lack their normal heat, Mashita sounding fond. Yashiki had meant to bring it up to Daimon before their next get together but it slips his mind with another spirit case.

Eventually Mashita drags them all to a local hole in the wall, something that Yashiki had walked past without noticing. It’s a mix between a jazz club and a bar, the lights dim and booths secluded. Mashita had swung by the mansion before hand and helped Yashiki pick out an outfit, something completely out of the norm. The detective hadn’t let anything slip, just smirking as he got Yashiki ready. As questions were ignored or brushed off, the older man giving up after a while. Yashiki feels silly as they walk in but once he sees Hiroo and Daimon he feels better; they’ve dressed up as well.

They’re booth is tucked into a corner, away from the noise and other customers. Yashiki enjoys how the low lighting caresses everyone’s face and resists the urge to touch. It’s not something he thinks about often, the way his eyes and hands want to wander. Most of the time he’s able to push the thoughts back but tonight it’s harder. Partly sake, partly because Mashita’s hand has been on his knee the entire night. There’s something unsaid pulsing among them and Yashiki isn’t as scared as he should be.

The tension bubbles over once they leave, exiting into an ally in the back. Yashiki is laughing at a joke Daimon told, bumping shoulders with Mashita. Hiroo turns around at his laugh, letting go of Daimon’s hand to cup his face and kiss him. She tastes like sake and mint, Yashiki freezing before kissing her back. His eyes slide closed, only opening after Hiroo pulls back. The look on her face is self-satisfied, the scientist licking her lips as Yashiki’s cheeks go red.

Mashita let’s out a scoff behind him, Daimon offering a kind smile at Yashiki’s mounting horror. The doctor doesn’t give him time to react, leaning down to kiss him as well. This kiss is softer, tasting like citrus and sandalwood. Yashiki gasps when Daimon’s tongue brushes his lips, the older man taking advantage of his open mouth. Yashiki is sure that he’s going to stumble until Mashita’s arms wrap around his waist. Daimon pulls away; Yashiki gets a brief view of Hiroo dragging him into a kiss before Mashita is on him.

This is the kiss that makes Yashiki ground, all teeth and tongue and smoke. Yashiki thinks he’s dreaming, that has to be the reason all of this is happening. There’s no way everything would fall into place this perfectly; life doesn’t usually give him what he wants.

“Stop thinking.” Mashita’s voice is a growl, pulling away just enough to scold Yashiki. He doesn’t respond, brain still trying to reboot. Hiroo lets out a uncharacteristic giggle, smirk wide on her face.

“He should be thinking about the right stuff now at least.” Her tone is teasing and Daimon shakes his head, a fond look on his face.

“Should we take this inside?” Daimon’s words help to sober them up a bit, the four making sure no one else has seen them. The ally is empty and Mashita takes charge, taking Yashiki by the wrist and pulling him towards the van. Yashiki let’s them lead him away, slender fingers brushing over his hips.

“Does this mean we’re dating?” Yashiki can’t help but blurt out, the other three stopping just at the mouth of the ally. There are a few heartbeats of silence and he’s sure he’s ruined everything. Hiroo breaks the silence with a lout groan, running a hand down her face. Daimon starts to laugh, loud and carefree in a way Yashiki only hears occasionally.

“Of course we’re dating. We’ve been dating for months.” Hiroo’s voice is her normal brisk tone, Mashita giving a chuckle.

“Now you feel my pain.” Mashita teases, Hiroo smacking him on the arm.

“This is all your fault! You told us you’d talk to him!” Yashiki watches as the two begin to bicker; Hiroo pinches Mashita’s wrist and the ex-detective smirks.

“I did talk to him. It’s not fault he’s dense and self-sacrificing.” Yashiki snorts, feeling a wave of confusion and affection.

“We didn’t really talk…” He trails off and Daimon raises an eyebrow, interpreting something different in his silence. Yashiki goes red again and Hiroo huffs, crossing her arms.

“You liar Mashita! You were supposed to keep your hands to yourself!”

“Shut it you noisy brat; you’re one to talk about keeping your hands to yourself.” Mashita looks pointed at her fingers on his arm and Hiroo pulls back like she’s been burned. Her face goes red and Mashita gives another smirk, crowding her towards the wall. Yashiki clears his throat, all of them turning to look at him.

“I’d like to talk about it, if you’re all still willing.” Some of the sexual tension bleeds away, soft looks appearing.

“We’d like that.” Daimon gives Yashiki’s shoulder a squeeze, the doctor moving onto the street. They all share a secret smile, Hiroo moving to walk next to Daimon. Mashita falls into place by Yashiki and the older man smiles, linking their pinkies for a moment before letting go.

He doesn’t know when they started dating but he’s not going to complain. Yashiki might not think he deserves it but he’s going to cling to this happiness with everything he has. That’s what it means to live, after all.

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Finally started my first Death mark fic. This is mostly going to be Mashita pissing off The Departed. I have a few other fics that I am planning to post, but I am still working on them.

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just put some pictures here I drew before:3

The new DLC coming soon! I can't wait

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Super lazy comic ft an actual scene in the Blue Demise Audio Drama XD (might be a pt 1)

The guy you just met in a sketchy basement in an abandoned elementary school comes into your room at (?)am and pulls a gun on you to "test" you wyd...

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Favorite Mashita Things

1. Literally was introduced by crawling from out under a blood soaked bed.

2. Immediately digs into Yashiki bag that’s always full of trash

3. Sentimental enough that he wears his senpai coat the whole first game.

4. Thats it’s canon he drinks black coffee and judgmental over the abominations Yashiki drinks.

5. Dude got marked again because he got attached to a man he met like two days ago.

6. In the og Japanese dialogue he legit calls Yashiki by his first name once.

7. The fact he is so playful in death mark 2. Dude definitely showing he has a playful side.

8. The fact the fanon that despite being a noir detective trope he is also just as much a loser as Yashiki. His office we saw a sneak of is so depressing. It’s now canon lol.

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Wow, Yashiki. Guilt-tripping much?

No, but seriously. The last two options show that he’s not handling Mashita leaving well, though the third one sounds more resigned.

Christie and Hiroo (noticeably both women) took part in two cases each, but that’s because they still had their mark. And after it disappeared, he wasn’t given the options to voice how he felt about them leaving. Maybe he had come to term with being the only one staying at the mansion by then, but still.

Whether romantically or platonically, it implies that Mashita meant a lot to Yashiki.

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Also I made some quick matching icons for anyone to use. Enjoy!

[kissedkyle]

I just think they're sweet ...

no coats bc I said so