2019 Locker for Doxy

[kayable]

Name (as you'd like it to appear in the subject line for your stocking): Doxy

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Fandoms: hypmic and Golden Kamuy

Characters/Pairings/Moresomes:

hypmic

characters: my faves go as follows: Doppo > Matenrou > Jyuto > Dice > MTC

ships: Matenrou OT3 + anyone in the crew with each other; MTC OT3 + anyone in the crew with each other; Doppo (or hifudo) with Jyuto or Dice; Rio with Dice, Hifumi or Doppo; samajaku; Jyuto or Hifumi selfcest

Golden Kamuy

characters: my faves go as follows: Koito > Ogata > Tsukishima > Shiraishi, Tanigaki > Tsurumi > Asirpa, Sugimoto. also it's probably obvious but i'm a 7th division stan

ships: tsukikoi, tsukitsuru (or Tsukishima/Hasegawa i.e. past!Tsurumi, somehow???), sugio, and sugishira are probably The Big Ones at the moment. additionally, i like Tsukishima/Tsurumi/Koito OT3 (or the other two both having one-sided feelings for Tsurumi lol), tanio, and Tankigaki/Inkarmat. i also like Sugimoto & Shiraishi & Asirpa as a happy found family

Likes:

character/relationship stuff

- anything that focuses on the characters, their development and/or their relationships with each other
- "deleted scenes", backstory stuff, or anything that takes and extrapolates on something that was touched on in canon
- developing relationships, getting together, resolved sexual/romantic tension
- polyamory, especially situations where there's an established couple incorporating a third into the relationship
- complicated relationships? roommates and bffs who have casual sex but who don't realize they have mutual romantic feelings (to throw out a TOTALLY RANDOM EXAMPLE), rivalmance, that sort of thing
- trust and vulnerability; learning to trust and open up when you might not be used to doing so
- loyalty and devotion (sometimes to an unhealthy extent lol, that's probably more applicable to GK though)
- found families
- domestic fluff, quiet intimacy, cute dates, characters spoiling each other or doing little nice things for each other
- SLEEP. i love seeing/reading about characters literally sleeping together and being comfy together

themes/settings

- sci-fi and space
- sea and island settings
- urban fantasy, mundane magic, magical realism
- mythology and legends
- non-human humanoids (robots, cyborgs, homunculi, elementals)
- supernatural beings, aliens, gods/demigods
- body horror
- mind stuff (mind-meld, psychic links, telepathy)

other stuff

- trans hcs and rule 63
- silliness, nonsense, shenanigans, stuff you can laugh at
- clothes! characters getting dressed up, or dressing each other up; or, for characters who are usually dressed formally, dressing down or getting rumpled up

a few specific things i'd like to see for hypmic: hifudo fake dating or bodyswap; Doppo/happiness; some kinda AU or canon divergence where Doppo and Jakurai meet when Jakurai is still an assassin

a specific thing i'd like to see for GK: sugio murder boyfriends (i mostly ship it bc they really seem to love almost killing the other idk)

Dislikes: noncon; abusive dynamics (if the characters' relationship isn't already like that in canon); angst or unhappy endings (i’m fine with hurt/comfort or characters being sad or suffering as long as it’s resolved somehow?); anything to do with pregnancy, kids or parenting; ageing characters down; character (perma)death; infidelity; explicit/realistic gore

my nsfw likes/dislikes can be found here

Anything else: i tend to consume stuff for both series as soon as it comes out, more or less, so don't worry about spoiling me for anything!



Reminder that NOTES are welcome too - just a nice little comment (either plain, or you can even type it up on a nice little graphic/image etc.) for the recipient.


(Comments are going to screened until the reveal on Mar 15. Lockers will be open until the end of March.)

Comments

Sugimoto/Ogata (implied), urban fantasy au

[(Anonymous)]

Hey Doxy!! I was daydreaming about urban fantasy aus and this is the result. Sorry there's no on-page sugigata interaction, but I might expand this into a full-length fic!

***

The dreams are the first indication that something isn’t right.

Sugimoto asks Inkarmat about them one morning, feeling possibly more tired than if he’d not slept at all. “Black and white,” she says, pensively, “what else?”

“That’s not weird enough?”

She shrugs, a sleeve of her scoop-neck tee slipping down her shoulder. “Some people dream in black and white.”

“Who the hell dreams in black and white?”

Inkarmat stirs milk into her cup of oolong. “Sometimes, people who don’t have a broad emotional register. People who have experienced intense violence.”

Sugimoto stares at her, deadpan, and points to himself. “That’s different,” she says, “you’ve always been pretty okay about emotional processing.”

“For an assassin,” says Sugimoto, with a huff of something like laughter.

“For an assassin,” Inkarmat repeats, with a smile, “but I’m talking about people who are highly traumatized, or who never had much access to their own emotions to begin with.”

“Oh,” says Sugimoto, “Okay. So, sociopaths.”

Inkarmat is still smiling. Sugimoto has always found that a little unsettling, but she’s just about the only dreamspinner he knows.

“What else was weird about the dream?”

He’s jiggling his leg against the coffee table, fiddling with his napkin. “I don’t know. The intensity, maybe? I don’t usually remember my dreams, but this—”

He stops and puts the napkin down, frowning. “I was about to say it feels like it’s not mine, but that doesn’t make sense.”

Inkarmat shifts in her chair, pulling a card out of the deck that’s always by her side, after giving it a cursory shuffle. She slides the card, face down, across the table.

Sugimoto turns it over.

A man lies face-down, ten swords piercing through his spine. “That doesn’t look good,” he says.

“Tell me what happened.”

Sugimoto arches an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“Something went wrong on your last job. What was it?”

He thinks back. “I…”

It hadn’t been a particularly difficult assignment. Dirty politician who liked beating his wife. It had been in and out.

Nothing compared to—

“Or maybe it was something personal,” Inkarmat muses, “Bad breakup?”

He remembers the feeling of Asirpa’s arrow in his hand. He remembers cradling Ogata’s face, and pulling, and the suction-induced pop of his eye slipping out of its socket. “We were never together.”

“I don’t know about that,” says Inkarmat, nodding at the Ten of Swords.

Mouthing over Ogata’s eye socket, siphoning the poison. If anything, it had been a new beginning.

Not that he’d tell Inkarmat. He shrugs instead, hands slipping into the pockets of his hoodie. “I don’t see what that has to do with my dreams,” he says.

Inkarmat slides the card back across the table and ushers it back into the deck. “No?”

And suddenly it hits him, with the memory of the other assassin’s single remaining eye staring him down like a judgmental raven. “Fuck. Of course that bastard dreams in black and white.”

Re: Sugimoto/Ogata (implied), urban fantasy au

[doxian]

ahh this is so cool! i'm so [eye emoji] at the concept of a dreamspinner and at Inkarmat's and Sugimoto's roles in this modern(?) AU, and i'm intensely [eye emoji] about the implications of sugigata sharing dreams, screams. of course, i love the eye sucking desc and Inkarmat's and Sugimoto's respective takes on the relationship.

if you write more of this i'd eat it up in a second, but if you don't i'm still very much content with this glimpse into this world *u*

[miyukitty]

doppo/happiness bc his teammates are too beautiful for this world and he's going to die tonight but it's how he wants to go

[doxian]

YESSS thank you i love this, climb all over him boys OuO an excellent death indeed!!

[miyukitty]

five minutes later,, hifumi pulls his tie too tight and doppo passes out from excitement and then jakurai makes him go to the hospital,, that's their first date as a poly couple

[wino]

doxy!!! i just wanna say how much i appreciate u on my tl!! u are always so enthusiastic in ur interests and i dont always know them but i like seeing u happy :’) ur thoughts are always so good to read as well. im happy we’re friends! <3

[doxian]

ahhh thank you Bent, that's so nice to hear ;; i'm rly glad we followed each other, i always like seeing your thoughts on the TL even tho i might not always know who you're talkin about either (gildiku who??) hopefully we get to talk more in future :>

[dynamite]

[doxian]

late response but thanks so much for the nice note :3 hjflds @ the very flattering Akaashi comment and the Taylor Swift video, i think i knew there was cyborg stuff in one of them but had never watched it so thanks for showing it to me, hehe.

i'm really glad that we know each other!

[ellipsometry]

hi hi here's a little old man ot3 <3

“Did it hurt?”

Jakurai doesn't answer at first, not accustomed to mortals addressing him. It takes just a beat too long, and the young man looking at him through thick blond lashes blinks in confusion, before Jakurai finally says, “Pardon me?”

“Did it hurt?” the man repeats, flashing a charming grin, “When you fell from heaven?”

Lying is not something Jakurai’s done before, not something he’s ever even considered. It seems unwise to begin now -- he wouldn’t even know how.

“Yes,” Jakurai answers, looking down at his hands, exploring his new, corporeal form, “it did, actually.”

The young man calls himself Hifumi, and the place where Jakurai landed called a host club. Jakurai has no real memory of leaving, just a pair of sore spots on his back and a cramped, uncomfortable sensation, his entire being packed into a human shell. To leave Heaven with no memories seems both the kindest and cruelest punishment -- Jakurai, doomed not to understand just what he lost.

“I’m just…” Hifumi’s roommate seems less equipped to believe Jakurai’s explanation than Hifumi was, “I think this guy needs more help than we can give.”

“Doppo!” Hifumi hisses.

Doppo turns hastily to Jakurai, “N-No offense! You seem very nice just--”

“Please don’t apologize, I know I sound,” a pause, and then a smile, “A bit crazy.”

It might be Hifumi who’s a bit touched, bringing a stranger claiming to be a fallen angel back to his apartment. But he had insisted that Jakurai needed a place to stay the night; and one night turns into two, turns into three and so on. Jakurai’s never actually had to keep track of time before. Here on Earth, it’s remarkable how very quickly it passes.

“Does your hair grow? Or has it always been this long?”

Hifumi seems fascinated with Jakurai’s human body, and Jakurai is happy to indulge him, letting him braid his hair or run his fingers over the scars on his back symbolizing where his wings use to sit.

“It’s… been this way as long as I can remember,” Jakurai pauses, “I think so.” Memories come back in fits and starts, small details that Jakurai can recite but can’t place.

“Do you miss it?” Doppo asks, and the only thing Jakurai can say is I’m not sure.

He’s never had a chance to observe human interactions so closely before, and Doppo and Hifumi puzzle him. They take Jakurai shopping for new clothes, Hifumi hovering over him like a bee around a flower, “Doesn’t he look good, Doppo, huh?”

“You do look nice, Sensei,” Doppo relents, smiling. Jakurai’s not sure when they started calling him that, or what it means -- but it sparks something familiar and warm in this pit of his stomach.

Still he wonders why. What has he done to deserve their kindness?

It’s on a sleepy Sunday that he arrives. Hifumi puts on a movie, and sits squarely in between Doppo and Jakurai, the three of them just a bit too many people for the small futon. They’re barely twenty minutes into the movie before Hifumi falls asleep on Doppo’s shoulder. And for all of Doppo’s grumbling, he follows not soon after, leaning against Hifumi’s temple, soft breath causing the blond hair to flutter.

“So. You ready to come back or what?”

Ramuda. Out of everything Jakurai’s forgotten, he still remembers Ramuda. He looks the same as ever, and appears in a kind of proto-human form, translucent and out out of place in Doppo and Hifumi’s ordinary living room.

Jakurai frowns, “I wasn’t aware that was an option.”

“Well, I’m asking, aren’t I?” Ramuda rolls his eyes, “You’re soooo obnoxious, as always.”

“You’re not exactly tempting me.”

“Whatever,” a wave of Ramuda’s hand, the indication that it’s time to make a decision.

To his right, Jakurai can feel Hifumi breathing, the slow rise and fall of his chest. Unfamiliar to Jakurai, the constant reminder humans have of their mortality -- and comforting. He hesitates, watching Doppo fidget in his sleep, leaning closer to Hifumi. They depend on each other, one more notion that is so foreign to Jakurai it sends his mind reeling.

“Jakurai?” Ramuda’s getting annoyed now, body flickering in and out of view.

“I think,” Jakurai spares one more glance to HIfumi and Doppo, feeling something weighty and human settle in the center of his chest, “I’ll stay.”

[doxian]

apologies for the late comment but please know that i read this when the lockers opened and died, and promptly linked it to one of my Matenrot3 friends so they could die too.

anyway. this is so cute. i love it so much. actual fallen angel Jakurai, him having to get used to having a human body, the sore spots where his wings used to be. puzzling over hifudo's kindness, ultimately deciding to stay on Earth because of them even though he can't remember why he originally left. Hifumi's cheesy ass pick up line in the beginning and Jakurai responding earnestly fhdsjl. i definitely appreciated the clothes shopping mention and the ending scene with them all on the couch together, Jakurai watching the other two sleep :') thank you for this!!

[yrindor]

Doxy!  I've enjoyed getting to know you better over the past several months courtesy of Hypmic.  I hope this year brings more good Jakurai/Matenrou content and headcanons.

[doxian]

it's nice when overlapping fandoms provide more chances to talk, huh :') i've enjoyed talking to you too!! and i hope hypmic puts out more good things too :3