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|| hEY Y’ALL, switching between three blogs is exhausting so I have moved Akutagawa over to my multimuse!!
Find him over at @inkblccded !!!!
|| hEY Y’ALL, switching between three blogs is exhausting so I have moved Akutagawa over to my multimuse!!
Find him over at @inkblccded !!!!
|| hEY Y’ALL, switching between three blogs is exhausting so I have moved Akutagawa over to my multimuse!!
Find him over at @inkblccded !!!!
|| hEY Y’ALL, switching between three blogs is exhausting so I have moved Akutagawa over to my multimuse!!
Find him over at @inkblccded !!!!
|| hEY Y’ALL, switching between three blogs is exhausting so I have moved Akutagawa over to my multimuse!!
Find him over at @inkblccded !!!!
just a short brush of skin against skin; ayatsuji's hand traces akutagawa's cheekbone from behind before he moves around the couch to sit next to his housemate and lover, weight resting on him. "you look beautiful, you know." and he's not typically the type for romance, but it's different with akutagawa. he turns the other's face towards him with light fingers under his chin and presses a light kiss to his lips. (tardis au owo)
@10dreamt
Heat flares across Ryuunosuke’s cheeks, following the brush of his lover’s fingers. Nothing he had ever felt could compare to moments like this. When one lives a torturous life, simple gestures such as this were enough to shake foundations of pain. To be loved, to be touched without intent to harm- it was overwhelming yet in a profoundly pleasant way. Akutagawa would not trade the brush of Ayatsuji’s skin or the warmth of the other man beside him for anything.
The words startle him. The idea that Ayatsuji finds him, the blood-soaked host of an alien symbiote, beautiful is beyond his comprehension. But he doesn’t question it. Ayatsuji would not waste energy on such a lie.
The kiss is soft. Light, like the touch to his cheek had been and it’s times such as these where the former Time Agent realizes how fortunate he truly is. Ayatsuji is not like this with anyone else. This is a privilege just for him and if the price of this bliss included those years of torment, he would happily pay it all over again.
Deep, dark eyes fall closed. Long lashes cast shadows upon pale cheeks as Rashomon rumbles peacefully in his chest, enjoying the increase of warmth as his heartbeat quickens. His lips respond to his lover’s, returning the affectionate display before parting.
He doesn’t draw back, however. Instead, he leans forward, resting his forehead against his housemate’s, the ghost of a smile on his lips. There’s serenity here. Calm within a storm’s eye.
Nothing matters here, save for the two of them, and it’s more beautiful than he, himself, could ever be.
“I love you.”
Inky — listen here. Your Aku is /splendid/. I always love seeing Aku on the Dash, and you do so well with him! Beautiful portrayal with so much depth. I always love seeing you explore his character. Excellent work, friend!
|| M A D I ;;;;;;;; I’m honestly so mcfreakin touched right now i don’t know how to tell you how much this means to me. mY HEART ;;; I’ve been neglecting Aku tbh and I really gotta stop
Inkyyyyy. Did you know when I first saw your Aku blog I was nervous about following because WOW? He is fabulous? I adore him. I adore everything you've done with him. I adore that he has so much depth beneath that grumpy exterior. And I adore when Atsushi makes him blush and become a Disaster Gay (thanks, that just encourages Atsu like the damn cat he is).
|| Kiiiiiiit omg ;;;; why wOULD YOU BE NERVOUS I DON’T UNDERSTAND??? I’m honestly super insecure about my Aku, this means so much to me ;;; Whenever I write for a muse, I always try to delve as deep as I can and portray more than just what we see upfront in canon so it really makes me happy that you like what I’ve done with him ;;;;;aLSO YEAH AKU DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH ANY FEELINGS OTHER THAN RAGE SO HE PANICS WHEN YOUR ATSU MAKES HIM FEEL EMOTIONS.
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hushabydog:
[ THE TIN SOLDIER ] - 10dreamt
❛ lavender .. is soft . it smells like flowers . or like freshly cleaned clothes . it’s a big empty room where things echo when you talk or when you walk . lavender is what it’s like to be happy , but tired . like when you wake up in someone’s arms or when you give soft affection .. it feels like satisfaction , but happier satisfaction , not sinister . ❜
[ THE BIG BAD WOLF ]
“ gardens. i think of gardens when it comes to lavender. plants. wide spaces. the rich scent of soil and earth. steam from a well-brewed tea. it feels like a foreign but comforting stranger. someone you don’t know, but trust. smile at it. there’s an odd sharpness to it, i think. clarity. your mind is clear of all troubles. it looks like serenity, with a hint of freedom quaking in its winds. “
“’t’s soft. Like a scent that doesn’t overwhelm the senses. ‘t’s peaceful, with a sense of elegance? An’ it’s the taste’a warm tea with plenty’a sugar. ‘t’s gentle, an’ easy. Feels like a soft breeze on y’er cheeks.”
“It’s the wind through your hair, the feeling of flower petals between your fingers. It’s a real bed with freshly washed sheets on a cold day. It’s the sound of a piano being played from several rooms away. There’s softness to it, and peace, but it’s also...whistful. Lavender is either something you had but don’t have anymore, or something that you’ve never had your whole life until now.”
"A-ku-ta-ga-wa.~" Grinning from ear to ear, Chuuya draped an arm around his subordinate. In his hand was a glass of wine, the scent of it and a few other glasses before it evident on his breath. He was completely drunk, and unfortunately for the poor hellhound, in a rather flirty, affectionate mood. Practically giggling, he nuzzled Akutagawa's cheek before placing a kiss upon it. "You shouldn't scowl so much. You look cuter when you're all flustered just for me."
@gravitainted
“N– Nakahara-san…” Dark eyes widened as the sudden physical contact send a shiver down Akutagawa’s spine. Touch that didn’t hurt was a rarity and, much to his embarrassment, it shook him to the core every time. Particularly when it was Chuuya’s doing. The executive had a knack for getting at the most vulnerable parts of him without even trying and, to make matters worse (or better?), he didn’t exploit them. He didn’t use them to harm Akutagawa which, to most people, was probably a good thing.
But to the mafia’s hellhound, it was incomprehensible.
Not only was he not used to soft treatment, but he also couldn’t understand it. He couldn’t understand why it made his chest tighten or his hands shake or why he wanted more. Those things were just facts.
Akutagawa raised a pale hand to cover his mouth, coughing lightly into his palm as he inhaled the strong scent of a wine-soaked executive. Having him so close, the hound noticed many things. Chuuya was warm, his smile bright and beautiful even through the haze of inebriation. His pupils were dilated and his face was red from the wine.
Unlike Ryunosuke’s which was already bright red from the attention.
“I think you should get some rest…” He glanced at Chuuya from the corner of his eye and felt his face growing hotter by the second. Returning his eyes quickly to the floor, his hands fidgeted with the fabric of his coat. At least Chuuya had gotten his wish. The hellhound was quite flustered.
Cute. That was a new one. Had he ever been called that before? No, he didn’t think so. Why didn’t he hate it? At least not when Chuuya said it? Then again, maybe anything could sound amazing as long as Chuuya said it.
“This shouldn’t come as a shock to you but cuteness isn’t exactly a priority of mine…Besides, a person can scowl and be flustered at the same time, it isn’t that difficult.” Clearly.
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“ They’re more fun when they run, aren’t they~? ”
“Of course.”
“It isn’t a proper hunt until the prey runs. It keeps things interesting. Would you like start the chase or shall I?”
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[Text: Ryunosuke:] Are you still angry? Can we talk about last night? I'm sorry. -Gin
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Dark eyes soften at the edges as he scans the glowing screen. He can’t stay angry at Gin. In truth, he wasn’t even sure if he really was angry with her in the first place. This situation wasn’t her fault.
[ Text: Gin ]: I’m not angry. We can talk. I’m sorry, too. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just needed you to hear me.
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“Well, clearly one or both of us have to die now. I will kill us both before I allow anything like this to happen.”
There’s no way in hell, not with what that bastard is doing to his sister. This is one mistake he will not make.
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Oh for fuck’s sake, not him.
Fitzgerald was...unnecessarily attractive, to say the least, and Akutagawa was having none of it. How dare he just stand there with his stupid face all smug and handsome. The hellhound had never wanted to slap anything more in his life, and yet, he couldn’t even bring himself to look directly at the American, let alone approach him.
This wasn’t good. Why was this just hitting him now? He had more important things to do than stand here and die inside over a man he had punched almost entirely off the top of an airship. He needed to continue on, but doing so meant passing Fitzgerald.
Just the thought of getting anywhere near him made Akutagawa’s face turn red and he didn’t understand why.
“...Get out of my way. Your face bothers me.”