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'01 Anime based Akito Sohma RP.

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reasonable people: akito’s an awful person why the hell would anyone like this character

me:

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“ sometimes nightmares are people. ” | Ayame

There’s a weight to Ayame’s words that threw the God. The older Sohma was, if anything, enigmatic. Akito could never place a hold on the snake, one of the more fleeting of his cursed zodiac. There was a quality to his overindulgent and rambunctious words where they hardly seemed to hold any rhyme or reason. So such a phrase to come from Ayame’s mouth, of all people — he would have expected it sooner from Shigure. A venom-less snake could still bite.

He could bite back, nip like a hurt, defensive child who can only dish cruelties and criticisms back out because he was unable to hold onto them. But a better part of him decided to hold back. Sit, listen, and indulge his current guest. Especially since it was such a rare occasion. 

“Ayame. It’s not often you come to see me with such earnest words.” More accurately, it wasn’t very often the snake sought him out at all. 

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“ what was there to love? ” | GDI Shigure why this

He was unsure which was more frustrating — having to hear the question or knowing that he didn’t have an answer for it. Or rather….that the answer that came to mind was just as dismal as the question itself. Shigure was one of the few who held his expectations above others’. To have to confront his dissonance was tiring. He had no better an idea to their cursed world than the mutt did and it held his fragile life in its coils. 

The God sat slouched with his weight placed in his palm, the lazy support of his arm keeping him just shy of upright. “…Is that what you’ve been wondering lately? What would you like to hear? Would ‘nothing’ make you feel better about yourself?” 

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“ you fear you’ve been replaced. ” | Saki don't just pop up behind people and say shit like that you might get stabbed on reflex.

He’s hopefully immaculate at hiding the fact his heart is skipping rampantly in his chest — he hadn’t even heard her come in, never mind sense her nearing close enough to feel her voice beside him. Akito turned his head to face the mysterious girl, her eerily accurate perceptions never failing to confound him. Her world may be just as strange as ours…

On another occasion, she might not have been so lucky, but the fairly restrained Head merely looked at the girl with an expressive touch of discontent obstructed by a curtain of unruly, dark fringe that hung in his face. “…Who are you to tell me what I fear?” Reluctant to clarify or confide, the words come from him in the form of a subdued snap. 

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someone: what are your headcanons for Akito’s sexuality? 

me: all I know is he’s gay for Hatori

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To Break The Mold

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MISS HONDA

Tohru had been so focused on checking his temperature, that she didn’t notice him move until he already had her wrist in his grip. Between that and the sharp comment, a startled yelp escaped her - though she managed to keep herself from pulling sharply out of his hold by sheer will, admittedly afraid that if she moved too quickly or harshly, she might end up hurting him by accident.

“I - I’m sorry! It’s just - you were laying here, and it’s cold out, and I was worried you might catch a fever - “ Heart beating a rapid tattoo in her chest, Tohru’s rapid explanation came to an abrupt halt when Akito professed he had a headache. The last thing she wanted to do was make that worse for him, so she nodded mutely to show she understood, and stepped back once he released her and sat up.

She wasn’t sure what to say - so for a time, she simply allowed silence to reign as Akito eyed her. Considering she’d interrupted his rest while he had a headache, she couldn’t help but feel she’d gotten off pretty easily, so that was a relief. Sighing, she supposed standing around quietly wouldn’t help his temper much either, and stressing him out when he was already feeling badly seemed like a bad idea all around.

Setting her bag down, she spoke in a quieter tone in the hopes of not aggravating him further. “Uhm - I brought lunches. I don’t know if food will help with a headache, but sometimes it does.” Full bellies could generally affect moods too, but she didn’t think it was a good idea to mention that. “If you’re not feeling well though - “ She hesitated, then, “Would you like me to go and get you some medicine? Or maybe - Hatori?” She really didn’t know much about Akito’s condition, come to think on it. That wasn’t really something they talked about much, for obvious reasons.

“It’s fine. Stop...fussing.” The way her consideration worked through adamant worry was decidedly annoying. Still, to show him much if any compassion at all was something Akito was learning to appreciate with each and every time he saw her. She’s much too kind...to worry over someone like me. 

Not that there was much that could be done, anyway. Treatment, medicine, it was all just temporary and prolonging. Just a taste of wellness to get by, nothing that could ever really cure or help him. “Hatori doesn’t need to know you’re here.” If it grew to be too much, perhaps he’d impose on the dragon. But for now, there was no need to fetch the doctor under circumstances where he’d need to elaborate on Tohru’s being there in the first place. 

Akito never quite knew how to feel during their little meetings. He found it pointless to indulge in such hopeful endeavors, the pessimism he was born into too difficult to dismiss, even after several of his zodiac had been freed. Despite being that of God, even Akito struggled to understand the curse in its entirety. It was a bond unmeant to be broken; to be alive for its diminishing was nothing he ever could have prepared himself for. Answers were scarce and his faith was lacking...it was Tohru’s enthusiasm that leant him any share of positive thinking. Which, at its best, was more like tolerant thinking. 

Dark eyes fell on the pair of bentos she’d brought with her. “You made those, Miss Honda?” Even he could admit it was thoughtful; to bring him food he’d never asked for. Shigure had mentioned once or twice the girl’s culinary talent, though it may have gone overlooked due to the head’s unmoving bias towards her under different circumstances. 

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To Break The Mold

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MISS HONDA

Tohru knew that she was probably pushing it - but she didn’t feel right going to visit without bringing something with her. Akito didn’t really strike her as someone who got to go out very often, so if nothing else it would at least be a novelty to eat something that hadn’t been made at Sohma house.

Making sure the lunches were packed tightly, Tohru took a moment to leave a note on the fridge, just in case she didn’t get back in time to make something tonight for Shigure and the others. While she doubted she would be out so long, Tohru had learned the hard way not to assume that things would be alright simply because a small daily detail had been overlooked.

Assured that everything was in order, she quickly made her way out of the house. While she wasn’t entirely certain she was comfortable going to visit Akito without telling anyone, Tohru had a feeling that it was something that she and the Sohma family head needed, if they were going to get anywhere with the curse. Akito needed to know Tohru trusted him, even if he was angry - though she really hoped he wasn’t today. He could get rather frightening sometimes, though she supposed it made sense. She couldn’t imagine how difficult it had to be, living the life that Akito did.

The way to the Sohma estate was starting to get familiar enough that she almost let her mind wander as she walked - but remembering how easily she’d been caught of guard last time, she felt it would be smarter to keep her wits up. She wasn’t sure how she’d explain her unexpected presence if she was found by Momiji - let alone Hatori. Better not to let her thoughts run away on her.

Of course, that was easier said than done as she made her way to Akito’s place, and she began to worry that maybe she really shouldn’t impose on him like this. He was after all the leader of an important family, and he was probably very busy -

Stopping outside, Tohru shook her head and knocked. If he was too busy, he would tell her to leave  -  it wouldn’t bother him to do so, after all, and he at least deserved to know she’d taken the time to come and see him even if they couldn’t visit today. Tohru braced herself with these thoughts for some time - though when there was no answer, she tilted her head and decided to check around back just in case her knock hadn’t been heard.

Spotting Akito was easily done, and Tohru smiled as she picked up her pace. “Good afternoon Akito!” No sooner had she called, did it occur to her that the other might in fact be napping. Slowing herself, she chose to go closer just to check - if he was, she’d have to get him a blanket so he wouldn’t catch a cold! She managed to get right up to him, and he did appear to be sleeping, though he looked a little flushed.

Concerned, Tohru reached out, intent on checking his temperature - if it was high, she’d have to get him a blanket still, but then she’d have to go and fetch Hatori. She had no care about being found out here if the alternative was leaving Akito without medical assistance!  

With the faintest of muscle movements a frail hand gripped her wrist and held it there just inches from his forehead. 

“Dont. Touch me.” 

Calm but sharp words are muttered from the head’s mouth, dark eyes steadily peeling open. It’s no surprise he’s startled the girl; his movements unwavering and complexion pale as a ghost. “...And must you be so loud? I have a headache.” Akito sat himself up from his futon with a soft groan of a sigh, and adjusted his kimono to sit properly over his shoulders. 

He couldn’t help but snap, his patience still as thin as ever despite his newfound ‘alliance’ with the outsider. Though, at this point, maybe it was inappropriate to consider her anything of the sort. Tohru Honda had made a greater effort to understand Akito than most of his own family. To no one’s fault but his own, of course. Getting past his slicing temper and violent outbursts was a death wish for some which is why he considered that maybe she was just too foolish for her own good. Yet said ‘foolishness’ had gotten her this far...

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this icon gives me life like 

what an absolute drama queen laying across the floor like he’s about to be drawn by leonardo dicaprio i absolutely cannot 

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True Detective (2014– )

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@zodgohi

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THE LOVED ONE

he was the one who could put them in harm’s way he’s done it before, what is stopping him  …  they were always taunting the lion (   -   IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME FOR PUNISHMENT )        if the younger twin rolled their eyes even more they would of gone in the back of their head, laying against the wooden frame, arms soon crossed.  ❛     his FANSCIONATION  …  proves i am more deserving to take the role you STOLE from me, the bond is mine  …  just because that woman PREFERS you  …  doesn’t mean you can steal everything that belongs to me  … wait  …  then again, what was those words father said to us when he died? ❜ irises staring down at the HEAD OF THE FAMILY  … with such vegence.                                                                        ❛      oh yeah  … ❜                  a smirk soon appeared on their GHOSTLY features, as it was a smirk that was devil worthy. ❛       that i was SPEICAL and you are to die  … heh, got to love that wonderful man’s timing  …  i GUESS it worked in my favour, to see you in absolute terror while i was PRAISED for my blessing. father simply pitied you  …  when he left everything in his WILL to me, it was that damn ugly whore     who gave you this power. ❜

His slit of a smile fell to a frown, his amusement in her antics beginning to wear. “...A mother’s love is irreplaceable. It’s a shame you’ll never know it.” Their father’s final words to him continue to plague him every day he wastes breathing. How else was a child supposed to take those words but without a taste of malice? And so he had his mother, who was really only his. 

There was nothing left to grab but hold her over his sister’s head; their one living parent who had rejected her so vehemently. As if it were such an advantage --- their mother was unstable and deranged, doting on her baby boy and clinging to all she had left of her deceased husband. A real pity. But...without her, Akito had nothing at all. 

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My Thing

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akito vc: i wear black on the outside because it’s how i feel on the inside 

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The Loved One

❛      i will accept your OFFER   …   besides, they always prefer me  …   ❜ the bittersweet feelings on these two were always in the air   …   both had quite the DESTINY one inherited their father’s illness the other was born to die.       the younger twin was simply waiting for the death of their brother.   ❛  i’m sure SHIGURE AND HATORI …  will be pleased when they REALIZE  …  it’s me instead of the artifice doll.  ❜  they were still FUMING with the wrath of akito getting rid of SHIGURE   …  even if they had KURENO by them side  …  he kicked out the only one who truly spent his time with them.

 ❛    who knows  …  maybe you’ll die before CHINESE NEW YEAR. i’m hoping on it. ❜

“Don’t hold your breath.” He spoke with such venom in his voice, while wearing a pleasantly thin smile. He’d learned to let her insults fall flat, pride himself on the fact that her life would continue to remain second to his until he took his last breath. Such a shame, the two of them pitted against one another form birth --- she truly hated him. 

“I wouldn’t be surprised to see the dog take notice immediately. His fascination with you is filthy. Consider it a gift that I let you see him at all.” 

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The Loved One

distant hues staring at the twin          mirror images they truly were  … the only thing DIFFERENT was their genders  …  along with their MEANING to the curse, the structure, and the god   …   yet the eldest took the glory for both.  ❛       generous  …  ?  no, it’s my RIGHT to be there unlike you. ❜ standing there staring down at the MALE  …  even if this one was hidden away, only the FOUR older members knew about the REAL god  …  still as chaotic as their brother.  ❛      heh, are you scared they’re going to FIND OUT you’re a fraud?  ❜

“PLEASE --- even if they suspected something, they wouldn’t dare press. And you know it. You’re just letting wishful thinking get the better of you.” Rotten girl, constantly up in arms about what was taken from her even when granting her the opportunity of having it back. Suddenly, his headache felt insatiable. Coincidentally, often around her. Always her. They truly re-wrote the book on sibling rivalry to a nihilistic tee. 

“Now, I can always retract my offer---”