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@dammrain
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢
𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙶𝙻𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙲.
𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻.
𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻.
𝙿𝙻𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻.
𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.
* currently 3/4 of the time on mobile so I cannot trim. I tries my best to put everything under read more however if this isn't enough you can block the long post / tag
{ ♔ } His day had started badly as always, because the maids had tried to bring him some kind of new soup, called miso soup, and Akito had obviously thrown it at them as he wondered if they had put something in it. Then it had splashed over his bedding so he could not rest properly, and then, as soon as he had wanted to punch the wall in frustration, he had heard the familiar voice of the only person that could reduce his anger and change it to happiness in just a matter of seconds. NORMAN had arrived from work, to come and see him. He had most likely seen the twenty-ish texts from Akito where he asked him to come, where he had said that he missed him, felt sad without him and asked him if they could have dinner together instead. As soon as he saw the man and heard his voice, the God directly ran for him, his little voice just chanting the man’s name over and over again - Norman-Norman-Norman- and he felt so happy but also safe from his own mind, as soon as he was in the man’s arms, pushing his face into his neck, a tiny smile making its way on his lips due to sudden relief. “You came, Norman, you came. I missed you so MUCH.” The man had spent the entire weekend at the main house, but for Akito, every single hour without him was torture, because he was so happy and comfortable with him, with Norman he also always felt that he could have a future where he was loved. “I really missed you, and they tried to poison me again. With some mean soup”. [ Surprise starter for @dammrain as I love these two so much. <3 ]
{ ♔ } ”I am so happy that you are here”, Akito said directly when hearing Norman’s soothing words and he held onto the man’s jacket with his thin hands as well as nuzzled his face against his boyfriend’s. He shook his head when the man asked if he was hurt, the stroking to his cheek making him feel more relaxed at the moment. “No, I don’t think the maids were hurt either this time.”, he replied as it was true, many times they had been hit by shards of broken porcelain plates or burnt by hot water, used for the tea that they sometimes brought Akito. It was no shock that the young god threw literally anything at people whenever he was angered. He was never ever told to STOP these days any ways, because they all feared him. Noticing the older maid clan his room, Akito sighed a bit and kept his attention on Norman only, peering into his eyes with a tiny smile on his face. “Thank you for making the poison go away. We can choose something together, so they don’t make meals that I don’t like or don’t know about. This soup was one of those.. Though, since I haven’t eaten yet, we probably should later, either make something or go out.” The thought of it was intriguing to Akito, it was not often that he left the main house at all, unless he went somewhere with Norman, holding his hand tightly in his own for closure then, and of course not wearing the traditional clothing that he hated. “Maybe…we can clean out my closet too, later. I don’t want to keep those.. yukatas any more”, he asked, for now also having proved it by using his regular black skinny jeans and a shirt that belonged to his boyfriend. When he noticed that Norman LIED DOWN, he moved over to him as well, ending up curled up against Norman, covered in the jacket of the man he loved so much. He gazed at him, entwining his fingers with Norman’s and then spoke: “I like it here, with you”.
{ ♔ } His day had started badly as always, because the maids had tried to bring him some kind of new soup, called miso soup, and Akito had obviously thrown it at them as he wondered if they had put something in it. Then it had splashed over his bedding so he could not rest properly, and then, as soon as he had wanted to punch the wall in frustration, he had heard the familiar voice of the only person that could reduce his anger and change it to happiness in just a matter of seconds. NORMAN had arrived from work, to come and see him. He had most likely seen the twenty-ish texts from Akito where he asked him to come, where he had said that he missed him, felt sad without him and asked him if they could have dinner together instead. As soon as he saw the man and heard his voice, the God directly ran for him, his little voice just chanting the man’s name over and over again - Norman-Norman-Norman- and he felt so happy but also safe from his own mind, as soon as he was in the man’s arms, pushing his face into his neck, a tiny smile making its way on his lips due to sudden relief. “You came, Norman, you came. I missed you so MUCH.” The man had spent the entire weekend at the main house, but for Akito, every single hour without him was torture, because he was so happy and comfortable with him, with Norman he also always felt that he could have a future where he was loved. “I really missed you, and they tried to poison me again. With some mean soup”. [ Surprise starter for @dammrain as I love these two so much. <3 ]
discovering the secrets prompts.
“ i’ve… i’ve been keeping something from you. ”
“ you’re lying. you’ve always been lying… ”
“ tell me the truth! i deserve that much, at least! ”
“ you’re hiding something from me… ”
“ why didn’t you tell me? ”
“ you should know the truth. all of it. every ugly detail about me. ”
“ no! no more lies! tell me the truth! ”
“ everyone has skeletons in their closet. me included. but you know about mine, and i know nothing about yours. ”
“ you wanted to tell me something? ”
“ there’s something else. isn’t there? something you haven’t told me. ”
“ i can’t help you unless you tell me the truth. ”
“ it… it isn’t really a lie. just something i never told you. ”
“ you deserve to know everything about me. all of it. so… here. listen/read/watch all of it. it’ll tell you everything you need to know. ”
“ this file/video… it contains everything you need to know. i’ll accept whatever you decide after. ”
“ i know i lied. and… and i’m so sorry… ”
“ i kept it from you, but this knowledge will get you killed! ”
“ stop lying to me! ”
“ i found this in your room. but before i open it… i want to give you an opportunity to tell me what’s in it. ”
“ wait! i can explain! ”
“ let me guess, you can explain? terrific. tell me how i’ve misunderstood this. ”
“ i thought we agreed no more secrets… ”
“ i can’t keep being left in the dark. ”
“ no. no, no more of this. i’m done. either tell me what’s going on, or this is the last time we see each other. ”
“ secrets get people killed. ”
“ i almost died over this! you owe me the truth! ”
“ …i can’t believe i ever trusted you. ”
“ i need you to understand why i never told you about this. ”
“ don’t let my current life fool you. i have a past that i wish i could bury. ”
“ i… i’m not the person you think i am. ”
“ i’ve been lying to you this whole time! why are you still here with me!? ”
“ how can you stay by my side, knowing what i just told you? ”
“ ignorance is bliss, right? so… do you want to know the truth? ”
“ don’t lie to me. was it you? did you do this? “
random dramatic prompts.
what are these? idk. i distinctly remember writing them in a sleep-deprived daze after i binged four episodes of shad/ow and b/one. lowkey inspired, but not necessarily derived from the series. just following the same intense vibe, if you know what i mean. anyway, bon appetit!
" i need to know what happened. "
" something is clearly bothering you. "
" what am i to you? "
" what are you? "
" i can protect you. "
" you have no idea what you've unleashed. "
" how far would you go to protect the ones you love? "
" this is so much bigger than you realize. "
" stop lying to me! "
" i'd follow you to the ends of the universe. "
" people have died! doesn't that bother you?! "
" home isn't a place. it's you. it's always been you. "
" i don't know how you do this every day... "
" you can talk to me. "
" there's so much you don't know. "
" do you have any idea what you're capable of? "
" i can't let you do this. "
" how do you expect to stop me? "
" oh, darling... don't cry. there was nothing you could've done to prevent this... "
" we're going to change the world, you and i. "
" separate, we're powerful, but together... together we're unstoppable. "
" it's too late. this can't be undone. "
" i would give my life to keep you safe. "
" you're/i'm the only one who can stop this. "
" what have you done?! "
" it's not possible. "
" we can't run from this forever. "
" you're not alone. never have been, never will be. "
" we need a plan. "
" i need you. "
" there's nothing in this world that can keep us apart. "
" there's nowhere else we can run! nowhere else to hide! "
" how could you do this?! "
" i trusted you! "
" was it you? did you do all this? "
" i see a great power in you. but will it save us? or destroy us? "
" you lied to me! "
" we can't fix this. can we? "
" there has to be a way we can stop this! "
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A rather old sketch of Nahman that I’ll never finish properly.
Norman gently hugs his husband even more as they are resting in each other’s arms. Little did the handsome man know is that the entire apartment is decorated for Akito birthday. Of course nothing has bright colours as he know he is iffy about those. The only exception is the new flowers and the gifts. One of them is a diamond painting kit along with a birthday card that has a personalized message from Norman inside plus some money so he can do what he please with it instead of a store card. There’s definitely a small cake waiting for Akito in the fridge though if they are going to spend the day inside or outside remain the birthday man decision. Norman gently kisses him on his lips and whisper softly. “ Happy Birthday love of my life, I love you. “
{ ♔ } The embrace that Norman gave him was the perfect start of his birthday, according to Akito. In the past he had dreaded and hated this day, as it reminded him of yet another year that he had to force himself to live through with the fear of dying that had hung over him as a blanket of darkness. But now, everything was different, it was AMAZING. The curse was gone and he could spend this day with the man that he loved. Seeing the decorations everywhere inside his flat, as in beautiful flowers, and a pile of gifts on the table, the raven haired man could not stop himself from smiling more than he already did, gazing into the other’s eyes. “Thank you, beautiful amazing person. I would not be here if it wasn’t for you”. The words were honest, as he had been supported by Norman ever since they first met, and despite all of his flaws such as his temper that he could not control, Norman had always been there to show Akito how much he cared. “Can I open them?”, he asked, referring to the gifts. Maybe the question was silly, but he had not received birthday gifts by anyone this close to him, and it was so rare for him to feel happy about his birthday at all. Today, Akito Sohma felt euphoric and nothing could ever RUIN that, Norman had made this feeling possible.
“ You’re welcome sweetheart, I’m happy to spend another special day with you. “ Norman gives a gentle squeeze to both of Akito’s hands. It is clear by now because of everything they went through in their life he’s going to treat every day like it was their last. Not due to planning on living but more so he knows how life can be filled with nasty surprises and his job is dangerous. Thankfully work is out of the question for today — only his husband is the priority except maybe a few times their pets as they need food and water occasionally since they love to make a mess. Probably for getting their attention and Norman not even once got mad at them for it. They’re part of their little family after all. He nods slowly approving the question Akito asked. “ Of course you can, they are all yours only but not everything has arrived, blame the mail slowness.“ it’s quite frustrating but at the same time it’s kind of cute how his husband will receive random packages at an unexpected time. Just like how it’s happened when they lived far away from each other. “ I hope you enjoy the gifts , if you don’t that’s ok too i’d find you something different. “ Norman whispers those reassuring words — frankly it is taking him more than what he just said to be mad. Akito's happiness and safety is all he quite cares about.
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Norman at any point when politic is brought up.
Character solidifying!
1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health? 34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
[ This is a tiny PSA that I adore you for everything you have done, everything you do and will do. You're great. <3 ]
I adore you too and you already know that you are the amazing reason why I still have this blog up even though I’m super slow 🐌. I love our headcanon, threads, ideas -- all the things we came up with for the two. Thank you again for suggesting them to be a thing last year, I regret nothing.
"I just want you to know that you mean everything to me, I would not have been able to break the curse if it was not for you. I owe you my life".
The second his husband said this he leaves his office chair without bothering to save all the progress he has made with work. Norman slides his arms around Akito’s hips and looks into his stunning eyes. He enjoys the closure in silence for a moment but stops it inevitably whilst moving up his left hand just to cup Akito’s cheek with it. “ You don't owe me anything sunshine, you are my husband and I'm yours. There is nothing that can beat that as what we have means we are in this together and forever. Nobody will ever take your place because you have stolen my heart from the start of our first meeting. Our love is stronger than the curse you used to have which that alone proves you and I are meant to be together. “ Norman leans in and kisses Akito’s lips tenderly, his fingers caress the soft skin of his cheek yet eventually an unexpected meow breaks their intimacy. He can't help it but chuckle lightly against the other lips, an extra tiny kiss is given before he looks at their cat that is between their legs, soon after the bird joins. “ We even have our little family approval, it shows how much we are the best. “
" i break everything i touch! " ( Embrace the feels. )
“Akito… It's me. ” Norman let his presence be known as he carefully slides the door open, the one that directly leads him where the god ‘s bedroom is. Only to find a rather upset man inside. From a quick look at the situation, Akito quite possibly made the attempt of pouring the hot tea inside two small cups for them to share together — a good intention that turned wrong as the main object is rather heavy yet fragile to lift which is why the impact of the hit on the ground broke it so easily. There are no towels anywhere close so without hesitation he steps closer quickly, taking off his own black jacket and wraps it around Akito to give him the comfort he may seek and after Norman picks him up. The noises coming from there were enough to alert the maid --- the woman in question is now cleaning up in a hurry as if she was scared of being in the room at the moment but Norman paid no attention to her ; he just holds Akito closer and even dares to press his lips on his forehead. “ I'm just very glad the hot tea didn't burn your soft skin. . . But I promise everything is going to be alright, it happens to the best of us, even me at work with my coffee. “ He shows a compassionate smile softly and as for his voice, every single word is whispered. “ And once she is gone I will order for us Sushi and tea. “ Norman brought this up because he wanted to and also because he wants to help Akito feel better on this late evening.
