Nakamoto Yuta

for @mp-yuta

She didn’t ask Hodr about his kids. Of course not. That would have been too obvious and would probably have only made the god of ice either hide away again or regard her with limitless suspicion. Instead she’s dug out the information about his children on her own. Perhaps that’s even more suspicious or weird, but she doesn’t quite care. She knows Hodr, and she knows that he is not always as capable of care and love the way children need it. She doesn’t think he’d treat them bad, but mostly he’d probably just be… absent.

So she’s made it one of her goals in life to find these children and to make sure they have everything they need. She doesn’t intend to somehow step into the role of their mother, but she does want them to feel at ease with her and to know that if they need anything they can come to her. Like a fun aunt, maybe? Though perhaps that’s not the best way to introduce herself to them.

What the best way is, though, she has no idea either and so just being herself will have to do. 

“Hello!” She chimes happily when she enters the Taste of Ink, taking a look around the place for a moment and then focusing on the receptionist. Light hair, piercing eyes, his father’s features prominent in his face now. Oh, she’d recognise Hodr kids anywhere once she’s seen his current face. “Hi. You must be Yuta. I’m Skuld, a friend of your father’s.” She keeps her distance, staying behind the counter and allowing him the space to have a safe zone she won’t just barge in on, even if she did barge into his workplace.

i was gone for a while, but god help me lads i used that time to my advantage! here’s a delightful prompt request from a darling friend of mine, i love you to pieces, and i hope you enjoy them as much as i enjoyed making them! these prompts are for HUGS, idk how i made it angsty, but i did. ily all!! unclench your jaw!! stretch your arms!!

[ PROTECT ] - sender wraps receiver in a hug in order to protect them from a potential or present danger.

[ REUNITE ] - having been apart for some time, sender, upon seeing receiver for the first time, sprints to give them a hug. (be emo w this okay PLS–)

[ BATTLE ] - unsure about their survival, sender and receiver see each other across the battle field, and race into a tight, giddy embrace with each other.

[ SHIELD ] - sender pulls receiver into a hug to prevent them from seeing something horrific.

[ COMFORT ] - noticing that the receiver has received terrible news, sender offers them a hug as a means of comforting them during this difficult time.

[ RELIEF ] - sender gives receiver a relieved hug.

[ TEARS ] - sender/receiver/both are in tears, and as such, a hug is shared between them.

[ GREETING ] - sender and receiver share a hug while greeting each other.

[ FINAL ] - sender gives receiver a hug that is either knowingly or unknowingly the last hug they’ll ever share.

[ GOODBYE ] - while parting ways, sender gives receiver a hug farewell.

[ HAPPY ] - having received joyous news, sender turns to receiver for a delighted hug.

[ JUST BECAUSE ] - sender hugs receiver “just because”.

[ HIDE ] - in order to hide receiver from people chasing them, sender pulls them into a tight hug while hiding their face from view.

[ TACKLE ] - sender (playfully) tackles receiver into a hug.

[ TICKLE ] - while hugging the receiver, sender begins to tickle them.

[ SIDE ] - sender gives receiver a side hug (aka pulling their arm around them and pulling them into their side.

[ OPEN ] - seeing receiver, sender opens their arms out to them for a hopeful embrace.

[ CUDDLE ] - sender and receiver shared a hug that’s now upgrading into a cuddle session.

[ TRAUMA ] - having both experienced a massive trauma, sender and receiver share a hug in efforts to comfort one another in the aftermath.

[ TERROR ] - sender hugs receiver out of sheer fear.

[ SAFE ] - having just saved the receiver, sender pulls them into their arms for a protective hug to assure them they’re safe.

[ GRATITUDE ] - overwhelmed with gratitude, sender pulls receiver in for a hug to express how thankful they are.

[ MORNING ] - sender gives receiver a hug to say good morning.

The summer gala, as much fun as it proved itself to be, finally came to an end. Gradually, the guests were making their way out of the hall and to the parking lot, some needed to be helped for they were probably off their faces. 

Thank Lord, no big fuss happened during the party, at least not any to his brother Jungjin and his friend Han. His friend was just a downright lucky kid, and since none of them were fond of drinking, Woojin let himself relax at the thought that they would accompany each other home safely tonight. Yet, there was still a certain person that kept haunting his thoughts for a whole evening. In fact, Yuta had never ceased to occupy his mind since that night, when it was supposed to be their first date, but the Norse demigod just stood him up, then walked into someone else’s apartment right in front of his eyes. No contact between them since then, for Woojin was too proud to ask for an explanation, and probably too scared to actually get an explanation from Yuta. 

A lot had happened for the Greek demigod shortly after that, and for a while, the thought of Yuta indeed drifted to a forgotten corner of his mind. When Woojin believed he finally could let the whole affair go without a qualm, Yuta appeared at the gala, looking as captivating as ever, and just like that stirred up a storm inside his heart all over again. Did Woojin try his best to ignore Yuta? Heck yeah. But no matter how skillful his acting was, his eyes couldn’t help seeking for Yuta in the crowd once in a while, only to turn away at lightning speed when he felt the elder was about to look his way. And Woojin guessed, no, he knew that Yuta was just doing the exact same thing. It seemed like they just fell into a new vicious cycle of assumptions, continuing to mirror each other in the worst way possible. 

After his last cocktail, Woojin realized that in order to stop mentally torturing himself and probably Yuta, this whole mess needed to be stopped, right here right then. 

Before he knew it, the night was over and everyone had made their way out. Those that were left anyways. The dark-haired demigod had his hands in his pockets, walking out side by side with Taeyong when he suddenly feels his wrist pulled back to come face to face with the dashing Woojin. Damn it.. Okay, so maybe he had caught a glimpse of the young Greek demigod from the moment he walked in with his own brother to here and there around the floor. Yuta really hated how much his heart ached to be around him and see him smile as he talked and danced with others. The older really did everything he could to keep a good distance away and yet here the younger was stopping him asking to talk.

Late Nights//Yuta & Taeyong

Already just with the first couple words out of his brother’s mouth, Yuta wants to roll his eyes but he knows that he shouldn’t be hard on him. Taeyong was just as sensitive as he was. Possibly a little more. Tim, he’s another story altogether, but again the older was reading the best way to handle this and he really wants to be good. “Yah.. knowing you, you were just going to be here right in the morning anyway. Yongie, you really need to slow down..before it gets worse.” he tries to show the younger his concern. He might be the newest to the island compared to his brothers and raised as an only child but he still knew how to be a brother. He took on the role with many of his friends from school before he left. Even more so when he was still in his old band.

“You know it’s been more than just a couple late nights you have had. I also get the feeling that you’re not sleeping well again too,” he adds and takes the wet plate he’s handed to start drying and putting them up in their rightful places he knows Taeyong likes them. Like hell, he was going to give the younger an excuse to reorganize.

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mp-yuta​:

Yuta sees the stack of papers that are given to him and he takes them without missing a beat looking through them to see what they said and all. “Ah, easy then. I can get this done quick for sure.” he nods giving Felix a charming smile before he’s waiting to see what he might want in the brownies. Of course when he’s told about him and his brothers being extra busy it just makes him laugh.

“Ah well everyone has their own things to do. Though I might have to tie Taeyong to his bed next just to make sure that boy gets some rest.” he sighs and shakes his head. Once again he can see that the dancer was starting to overwork himself again and there was no way Yuta was going to tolerate that. “It’s a deal though, lets make them nice and fudgy and we can share them with Yongie. I’m sure he would love to have something from his favorite dongsaeng.”

Felix laughed at the idea of having to tie Taeyong down to get him to sleep- although it was only funny because it was unfortunately rather true. Taeyong simply did not know how to take it easy. Hopefully that bad habit wouldn’t become too problematic for him. “Am I really his favourite?” He asked, absolutely delighted by that statement. Not that he would ever make Taeyong chose favourites, of course, but he did like hearing that from someone else. It made his heart feel all warm and fluffy. “But yeah, deal! We’ll have to make lots!”

Late Nights//Yuta & Taeyong

Okay so things with his family have gotten rather…interesting lately. Their father magically ended up on the island recently. Someone that Yuta was not the most excited to get to know but that was complicated on its own. Tim seemed to be out as much as Taeyong was but the middle brother was who he was the most worried about. He’s noticed from the beginning that Tae wasn’t at all over his ex. Yuta’s been in and out of relationships before. He knows heartbreak all to well and he’s learned to channel it into his music.

There are definitely more than enough traits they share as half brothers. One of them being that they would rather distract themselves somehow instead of having to deal with any pain or residual feelings. So when its just past midnight and Yuta had yet to see Taeyong come home he’s instantly picking up his phone, wallet, and keys to head back to Loco. Completely unsurprised he runs into his younger brother working away forgetting all about the concept of time. The dark haired demigod stood there with his arms crossed, unamused but not glaring. He’s really just worried. “Taeyongie..did you even look at your clock? You should have been out of her hours ago. It won’t kill you to leave some of these things you have to do for tomorrow. You have more time then.” he tries to reason with him while he makes his way to him to help with the dishes. They could at least finish that.

…

Oh boy. Taeyong knew that tone. That was the ‘I know what you’re doing and I don’t approve’ tone. He continued to scrub away at the dishes while Yuta spoke, not entirely sure he wanted to face his big brother and the truth just yet. “I know but there was just so much to do and I didn’t want to make someone else have to take care of these things. I am the boss after all.” It was a weak excuse and he knew Yuta would see through it in a millisecond but he was desperate. Desperate to stay busy and not have to come to think about what the hell was wrong with him.

mp-yuta​:

Gods Felix is cute, totally off limits, but that didn’t mean that he can’t be extra nice to the boy. Seeing him smile, more than willing to hang and make some brownies with him Yuta shows his own charming smile and checks the time himself. “Oh you get off soon. Was there any last minute things you needed to do around here? I can finish them up for you so you don’t have to worry about it?” 

Yuta had an early shift at Taste of Ink and while early shifts meant late gigs, the part time musician hadn’t really been on stage much lately. The older would just say that he wanted to take a break from the stage but the reasons behind it go a little deeper than that. Now those late night gigs had turned into just nights out with the next best distraction. “Oh do you know if you want to put anything in the brownies or should we just make them extra fudgy?”

Felix took a look around his desk, taking stock of what needed to be done before he left, and then scooped a small pile of papers off the printer tray and offered them to Yuta. “Oh! Could you go hang these schedules up on the bulletin boards outside the dance rooms? It should only take a couple of minutes.” He asked, offering Yuta a grateful smile. Normally he wouldn’t have asked, but since Yuta was familiar with the building and he had offered to help… And by the time the older demigod was done with that, he would probably be ready to head out. He just had to double check a few things and send a few quick emails.

@mp-yuta | continued from [ here ]

Byulyi had just stopped by to pick up her paycheck, having a rare night off. She hadn’t planned to stay for a drink or anything, since she certain got enough of Dr.Feelgoods when she was working. However, she plans did a 180 when she spotted a familiar face sitting across the room. And, being her playful self, she couldn’t help but plop herself into his lap when she approached, rather hoping to give him a start. “Don’t act like you don’t know me, Vegas Bomb,” she teased, feigning a pout even though she was secretly pleased to have caught him off-guard.