#amemura ramuda

This is a drawing for day one of LESSONweek2022 on Twitter, the prompt was “wedding”

I swear, if these two don’t pose like this for their wedding photo…

A dump of random hypmic sketches and drawings I did throughout time which is…mostly Matenrou and a random Ramuda

When @/slugtranslation-hypmic made this comment about Dawn of Divisions chapter 2, I had no choice but to bring it into existence myself.

Magical girl Ramuda is a good concept for the soul ✨

Text posts as hypmic, but illustrated, to channel out my brainrot

Drew some generic Ramuda fanart

Okay. I’m in a strong mood at this current moment and can find either zero to little content of Ramuda (HYPMIC). So congratulations! The first smut (I guess) on this account is gonna be dedicated to my baby! Why the hell not? I mean… It’s not really? I just wanna… Make a heated make-out sesh…

I also have the strong urge to just change up my account aesthetic as I’ve noticed I keep using the color pink. Eh. Pink account for a pink boy. I love Ramuda so much. I can’t explain the euphoria that this man gives me.

Also, cause little to no talking happens during the deed, it’s mostly just me describing the moment.

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Character: Ramuda Amemura

Franchise: Hypnosis Mic

Oneshot type: Slight Smut

Reader: Female!Reader (Writing Y/n instead of s/o. Also wearing a skirt)

Nicknames: “Onee-san” is a nickname Ramuda has given all women he meets. It’s not you two being related.

Warnings: Touching (Mainly on the thighs), heated make-out session, mentions of having sex, mentions of alcohol, grinding, cussing (Obviously), Ramuda’s dark side coming out slightly.

While I recommend that minors to not interact, I can’t really do much other than block.

All characters are 20+.

The smut is just under the cut. <33

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Moans and groans echoed the room as two figures made out on the couch. With the back of the woman pressed up against his chest, Ramuda pulled away. A string of saliva connected their tounges before snapping in the middle.

Just a moment ago, the two were having a small celebration to themselves. Something good had happened and so the two pulled out a bottle of champagne. That good thing was that (Y/n) had just been promoted as a model to work with more well known companies.

While it may not seem like big news, this was huge to them. Because she had just been promoted to work as a model wearing Ramuda’s clothing line. And to them, being able to see each other more is massive.

One glass turned into two. Two glasses turned into four. Four glasses turned into the two sucking at each other’s faces.

Make-out sessions were not rare in the house. In fact, it was quite common. They’d do it whenever they’d get their alone time. But finally, it feels like it’s going escalate into something much more than kissing. And even then, it wouldn’t be their first time.

Ramuda being a part-time rapper and still working in the fashion industry, and (Y/n) working as a model in all aspects of fashion, meant that the two very rarely got that type of alone time. But this was their time. Nobody couldn’t interrupt it now.

“That’s it, Onee-san… Keep going- Oh… Shit… ” The man groaned as his head flew back. Her ass was currently pressed up against the now growing bulge and she proceeded to move slightly. His hands were on her hips, guiding her in the directions he wanted her to go.

Slowly, those palms trailed down to her thighs and gripped them, causing her to yelp in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back as his lips pressed against her neck and and began sucking on her skin.

When he finally managed to peal himself off of her, she had a purple mark. “There. Now everybody knows that you’re mine.” He grabbed her face and slammed his lips back on to hers as the two kept going at it.

His hands kept getting closer and closer to her area, causing her to whine. But still, they wouldn’t touch her. They would only go into her inner thighs, only to grab at her flesh and pull at it. Scratch marks littered her legs from Ramuda’s teasing behavior.

The two pulled away again, except this time, it was (Y/n) who made the first move. They caught the air again as she spoke up. “Ramuda- fuck… I can’t… I need you…” They were both absolutely drunk out of their minds. More (Y/n) than Ramuda.

Their hair was all messy and blush was dusted on both their cheeks. He grabbed her hip again before pulling her closer. He whispered into her ear, feeling her shutter beneath him from the warmth of his breath.

“Come on… The fun’s only just begun..” That voice. That deep sexy voice of his. Only when he’s actually relaxed does he let out this side of him, and by far was it the hottest thing she had ever heard. It gave her tingles whenever he spoke in his normal voice.

He bit at her lower lip before pushing his tounge back down her throat. She could taste the flavor of Strawberries from the lollipop he had earlier and liquor that had from their celebration. She gave an audible squeak when she felt his hand go under her skirt.

“Then again… I’m hungry for you as well…” Ramuda bit at her shoulder, his pink hair pressing up against her cheek. Slowly she bagn to undress of her shirt. She was about to pull her arm through the sleeve when something grabbed her hand. “Let’s keep clothes on, Onee-san!”

She felt slightly bummed out, thinking he was going to just end it there. That was until she felt something underneath her suddenly go… Missing. She turned to look at him and saw her panties in his hand and him licking his lips with a smirk on his face. “These do come off though…”

The pinkette pushed her forward slightly and she felt him unbuckle his belt. His hand went to his fly as he leaned in to whisper into her ear again.

“You’re not the only one who has been craving for this moment, (Y/n).”

That’s when she heard the sound of the zipper and saw his pants falling to the ground. It was going to be one long night to make up for all the time they’ve missed out on.

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Fling Posse Posse

In other news I’ve started dabbling in graffiti

No context watermelon Dice + posse reactions

quick doodle before i draw smth else

reading the tdd manga was fun

Rating:G
Chapters:1/1
Words:5183
Fandom: Hypnosis Mic
Ships: Fling Posse OT3

Snow fell gently around Shibuya onto the previously blanketed ground, even in the tucked away corner of Gentaro’s neighborhood. It’s not extremely common for it to snow here, which just made all plans made for today even worse. It’s a particularly cold day on top of all that and the writer wished he could’ve postponed the meeting he had today in order to stay in his warm home…though if he had, the chances of it being on another similarly cold day was still rather high, so perhaps it was better to get it over and done with. He approached his door, digging into his bag to retrieve his keys—multiple keys, the additional key alongside his own being a rather recent addition, as his leader insisted that he have a key to his home in case of emergency and vice versa.

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Rating:T
Chapters:1/1
Words:4996
Fandom:Hypmic
Ships: Fling Poly

Curled around Gentaro’s ashes, he apologizes to him for not being finished with their mission, for not being able to give him back his name.

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Rating:T
Chapters:1/1
Words: 2183
Fandom:Hypmic
Ships: Fling Poly

Ramuda had woken up maybe an hour ago, he can’t exactly tell. He had gotten up to grab a candy at one point, but he could immediately tell that it wasn’t going to help him with the impending attack sneaking up on him.

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Rating:Gen
Chapters:1/1
Words:1370
Fandom:Hypmic
Ships: Fling Poly

The announcement for their stop soon came on and Dice began to nudge Ramuda awake, which was only a little bit troublesome. They exited the train, Dice pulling out his cigarette again and smoking it on the walk to the house, Ramuda rejecting the offer for one.

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Rating: G
Chapters: 1/1 
Words: 2455
Fandom: Hypnosis Mic
Ships: Fling Polyam

Gentaro is starlight. The way his skin shines under the night sky, the light from the moon illuminating him like some divine being. Every action he makes is calculated and graceful, even when he’s simply cleaning his blade from the recent hunt. If he didn’t know any better, Dice would say that Gentaro himself was Stella.

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Rating: G
Chapters: 1/1
Words: 1115
Fandom: Hypnosis Mic
Ships: Fling Poly

He wonders what they think his skin feels like…what does his hair feel like? What natural disaster would they contribute to him? Is he warm? What do his expressions tell them about his inner thoughts? He reaches as far as he can on Dice’s back and lingers for a moment. Do they even analyze others like this?

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kuro-sawamura:

galaxy-nyan:

Buster Bros!!!

Ichirou: Yes. YES. Y E S.

Jirou: Eeeh…No www

Saburou: Hmm…Once he helped Ichirou make cookies for Jirou but that’s about it

MAD TRIGGER CREW

Samatoki: He can manage?

Jyuuto: Nope.

Rio:Survival cooking

Fling Posse

Ramuda: Like I said before, that’s the only thing he can do in the kitchen wwww

Gentaro: He can make stuff like konpeito

Dice: No??

Matenrou

Jakurai: He’s not that good at it ww

Hifumi: Perfect Waifu

Doppo: He bakes Hifumi a cake for his birthday everyday~

Bad Ass Temple

Kuuko:No

Jyuushi: Yes! He makes very cute things!

Hitoya: Uhhh…No? ww

Dotsuitare Hompo

Sasara: He makes hard candy with Rosho sometimes!

Rosho: He’s good at it www

Rei: …

Chuuoku/The Party of Words

Otome: Not really..wwwww

Ichijuku: Yeah no ww

Nemu: Yes!!

I agree with all but Samatoki. HE COOKED FOR NEMU AND THE YAMADA SIBLINGS!! He is the chef master!!!! (at least he had to do it since Nemu asked, cant remember if the had dinner all toghether or not) And Ichiro learnt from him, mega headcanon. Dont try to change my mind.

Aaahhh, I kinda thought the he won’t bake stuff a lot ww I mean, he’s a great cook in canon but I’ve always rated his baking skills as meh wwwww But yeah, he is great at cooking!!

I present to you, a thingy I did a while ago-

“Catch us if you can” starts the same way the first ever (unnamed) Fling Posse drama track starts. With the same lines, except, everything feels..grey now. The vibes are totally different from the first one. The first one just hits you in the face with like, energy and colourful-ness while this one just feels grey.

At the start of the series (post TDD start) Ramuda has nothing to care about. He doesn’t have any bonds with anyone and is on “"good”“ terms with Chuuoku. The team he started was also just a fling, hence the name Fling Posse. He was ordered to make the team. He didn’t have a choice on who to pick, he was just a puppet for the Party of Words and he acknowleged that.

Now, during the second DRB, he has his posse to care about. He cares about Gentaro and Dice and it shows. He opens up to them, hell they even know that he’s a clone and there are multiples of him, something even Jakurai doesn’t know. He starts letting his guard down around him. And when the pretty Onee-san hurt Gentaro and Dice, he threw his safety aside to hep them, even though he was basically risking getting caught by Chuuoku. Hell, He even allows Dice to keep a hold of his special candies, his lifelines basically. It’s not just a fling anymore. He’s grown emotionally attached to Gentaro and Dice and would throw away his life for them and just *sobs*