#akamiyo

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commission i just got from @howlonomy of my higurashi rarepair furries i cannot say it enough thank you SO fucking much

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just remembered i draw, in theory

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endling

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Kenji knows when to give her space. But there is space, and then there is a gulf, a gulf that only widens and widens every day. Especially when there is only one thing he seems willing to speak of now. They need to talk. They need to negotiate. It is a matter that looms heavier and heavier, a faceless horde of brothers and cousins and uncles and in-laws frothing at the mouth for a chance to snatch the mantle away from the daughter who couldn’t behave well enough to keep it in the first place. And Akane will not let herself so much as be dragged to such an altar. She did not survive to see herself made into another sacrifice. Nevertheless, always the same routine - it's what the family wants. It's what the family needs. As if she is not all that is left of this very family's eviscerated heart. As if she does not have enough to fucking worry about without everything purely rooted in whose blood is running in her veins. In the eye of the storm, one moment of reflection. Has she been any better? (It no longer matters. Not when nobody is left to hear whatever apologies she may have to give.)

Bereaved and alone, the last living Sonozaki withdraws into herself.

i don't even want to joke about this one it's fucking Heavy. yes it's after the ghd

[content warnings: derealization/depersonalization, self-harm, reference to suicide, domestic violence jic]

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uninvited

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And right there, only just plopped back onto the sad little couch - there she is, the woman of the hour, already lying down as stiffly as a corpse. She is bundled up in a pale pink bathrobe several sizes too large for her. “Hello, Akane,” she greets, her voice somewhere between chilly and bemused. “Here to mock me again?” “Possibly,” Akane jabs.

Akane pays a certain someone a visit.

some sort of epilogue for my canonverse akamiyo writing. very very sweeties i will admit

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why are you as a woman first mentioned by name in another woman's research notes 🤨

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ohhhh another akamiyo thing i could be insufferable about. both changed the spellings of their names in an act of deference to family but for akane it was a punishment (one she must've seen a silver lining in, simply the price she had to pay for the life she wanted) and for miyo it was a wilful, loving choice (one that she also clipped her own wings in making)

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fully aware i am driving myself crazy over a dynamic i 100% made the fuck up (with a character my interpretation of is to no small extent held up by conjecture no less) but i am forever fucked up over the fact that both akane and miyo have insane complexes over the need to be a good daughter - and where akane compartmentalizes it, miyo lets it utterly consume her

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little grey fairy tales

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“Anyway,” Akane says, shifting straight to casual camaraderie, it seems. “I assume you’re partial to a good beer yourself.” “Oh, please,” Miyo retorts. “I am very much above that.”

Five white lies Miyo Takano told over the course of her courting of Akane Sonozaki; one unnoticed truth.

my first drabble collection!!! 4 out of 6 are up so far and i promise the last two are not far behind