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indie. selective. tohru honda from Natsuki Takaya's FRUITS BASKET

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    I swear one day I will be active here!

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starter for @dualcursed​ // 

It was a complex thing, to love someone in the same depth that Honda Tohru loved Sohma Hatsuharu, but with his line of work, it made it nearly impossible for her to settle, to not worry whenever he set his foot out the door. For fear that he would never return or be seen again. 

Her gaze flickered to the clock, 23:01pm, it wasn’t late but in the pit of her stomach, the young nurse had a feeling that something had happened. Normally Haru would send a text message, even a call to let her know that it was okay for her to go to bed, that he would be home soon and that she didn’t need to wait up for him. There was no way that she would be able to sleep without him by her side.

Just as Tohru swings her legs out of their bed to fetch some water, she hears the ruckus of keys being rattled in the door and said door swung open. Followed by the grunting and groaning of a man, joy sets in to know that he had returned home, but dread soon takes prominence as she realises his noises signalised pain.

Running into their living room, Tohru sees Haru holding onto his sides: face bloody and knuckles to match. Either he had been roughened up badly, or some poor bastard was lying in a ditch somewhere. Tohru didn’t want to know the answer but knew that Haru needed some medical assistance. As she had become accustom to his field of work, Tohru had a medical supply box hidden in the bathroom for times like this. Immediately she runs around their home to find all relative equipment, points for him to sit on the stool in the bathroom.

She doesn’t say anything to him, no words are needed in a moment like this, the fear and anxiety built up over waiting for so long threatened to seep out. Though the young woman knew to set those feelings aside whilst she tended to her boyfriends wounds. Taking off his shirt, tossing it to the side she immediately gets to work patching him up. It was almost like a timely routine: he would come home bruised, sore, she would patch him up and they would try and pretend it didn’t happen.

Tohru sighs, wiping away the marks of dried blood from his ribs as he winces in pain. Would this ever stop?

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          what possessed her to leave shigure’s house without a coat in this weather was beyond him. something about how hurriedly she scuffled down the street with her bags of groceries could only mean one thing: one of the guys back home had requested something and, in a fit of panic and a desire to serve, she ran out to appease. luckily he had caught her when he did. 

          ❝ you’re going to freeze. ❞ his coat, already slightly large on him, practically consumed tohru. even when dropped on her head, it still skirted along the snow-frosted sidewalk. ❝ who’s brilliant idea was it to have you run out for hot soup without a coat ? ❞

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      the young woman always ran about in a stressed frenzy, her need to appease fueled her erratic behaviour: that’s why she found herself out on a cold night, shopping for soup that ‘gure-san was craving, as well as the other two boys. 

      tohru was in her own fantasy, not realising that hatsuharu-san had seen her crossing the street. she quickly snaps out of it from the sensation of a coat being dropped upon her head. 

           ❝ Hah! Hatsuharu-san, I’m sorry! ❞ she flails her arms like a flightless bird, taking the coat from her head, she slips it on and immediately sighs in relief from the cold air. 

            ❝ I didn’t realise it was going to be so cold tonight...by the time I realised I had forgotten a coat, I already got to the store! ❞

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As Tohru stood there, hands pressed against her rosy cheeks, she tries her best to calm down. As he said, she guessed there was no real need for her to be so excitable. But for someone of her age, a first kiss was something she had dreamed about; the perfect setting with the perfect person. Not to say that Hatsuharu wasn’t handsome, but she hadn’t expected it from him. Her hands slide from her face and rest at her narrow waist, she looks up at him and smiles. Her cheeks still very much ablaze. 

“Are you sure he wouldn’t want to know about this?” How naive she could be was truly baffling, though in some sense it captured her innocence. Her back still presses against the wall, the young woman keeps in mind the distance of their chests. The last thing needed was a shift in anatomy. For a few moments she kept quiet... debating whether or not it was in his best interest to tell Light of what happened. But the promise of something else prickled her already hot ears. 

“W-What do you mean by that?” Was that even possible? Could dark Hatsuharu completely engulf Light and take over, for Light to have no recollection? It baffled her. 

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She hop X3

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@dualcursed​ said: LOVE THAT TINY WIFE

LOVES HER GOTH HUSBAND

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          tiny wife has entered the chat

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honey and lemon or milk and sugar // musicals or plays // lemonade or iced tea // strawberries or raspberries // winter or summer //** beaches** or forests // diners or** cafés // unicorns or dragons // gemstones or crystals // hummingbirds or owls // fireworks or sparklers // brunch or happy hour // sweet or sour // rome or amsterdam // classic or modern art // sushi or ramen // sun or moon // polka dots or stripes // macaroons or croissants // or matte // degas or seurat  // aquariums or planetariums // road trip or camping trip // colouring books or water colour // fairy lights or candles

hi i just realised this was still here and that I was super late, ily jason ( i just realised how opposite haru and tohru are, rip ) person whomest tagged me: @dualcursed​

tagging: everyone who sees this bc i was super late and feel bad - 

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- ; phrases that really hit you where it hurts

“ did you really have to be that honest? ” “ every time i see you i just feel more alone. ” “ you changed me. ” “ was this all just a joke to you? ” “ i don’t want to know. ” “ can we start over? ” “ you make me feel so insecure. ” “ i don’t know if i can love you. ” “ every time i wake up i’m reaching for you … but you’re never there. ” “ of course it meant something! ” “ stop yelling! ” “ i gave up on you a long time ago. ” “ you think i care about you? cute. ” “ did you just forget about me or something? ” “ i still need you. ” “ i wanna say that there’s still hope but sometimes things just don’t go your way. ” “ you said you would keep trying! ” “ no, you ARE strong. ” “ you promised me! ” “ fine. you’ll never see me again, okay? ” “ i gave you everything i had. ” “ your eyes can be so cruel … ” “ i can never do anything right can i !? ” “ i want my life back. ” “ stop crying. ” “ you should go. ” “ don’t come back. ” “ does hurting me make you feel good or something? ” “ just stop it. ” “ i was never in love with you now leave me alone! ”

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hi, my name is iona and i’d die for jason @dualcursed​

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❄ - to help my muse learn something new / @kiwis-muse-hub / affection starters. 

the young woman finds herself sitting at the table with yuki in the library. tohru had mentioned keeping it on the down low and studying back at the house, but he respectfully declined and continued to open his textbooks. it turned out that it was causing a stir among the fan-club, yuki paid no attention to it, but tohru couldn’t help but notice the manic glares coming from each other girls. if only she weren’t so bad at mathematics, then she wouldn’t have this issue. 

tapping her pen upon her cheek, trying to understand the formula that he had made for her to solve. she writes down her answer and as yuki nods in approval, she beams with excitement. everyday really was a school day. 

“ thank you sohma-kun, i wouldn’t be able to do this if it weren’t for your help! “

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♖ - to visit my muse in the hospital / @kiwis-muse-hub / affection starters. 

tohru had gotten the message whilst at work; one of her work colleagues had advised her that Uo was hospitalised. tohru could only assume the worst and made way for the hospital without hesitation. 

not long after she left, she meets Uo whom was now hooked up to machines, her skin inked with blood as if it were a fresh canvas to reek havoc upon. Uo is conscious at this point, but the cause of injury would not be disclosed by her. maybe it was to stop Tohru from worrying? to stop any police being called to investigate? Deep down, tohru knew it was a backlash from her past gang experience. 

“Uo-chan, what happened? Please, you have to tell us or we won’t be able to help.” 

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@kiwis-muse-hub  ☀ - to do my muses hair for a fancy event/party / hanajima / affection starters.

it was the first time that tohru had ever been invited to such an event, to be asked by someone that she cared about if they wanted to go out. at first, it had flipped over her head and completely confused her. it wasn’t until saki and uo explained to her that it wasn’t just an outing, but a date. her first one at that. 

tohru had been internally fretting about the date for days, so when hana offered to do her hair; it was a mental relief. without any effort on hana’s part, she placed tohru’s hair into a classic updo, as she looked in the mirror to look over her style, she beams with excitement. 

“ thank you hana, i really love it. it’s amazing! “

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Tohru stood strong and tall, albeit trembling. She knew of the violence and punishments that could be inflicted on her, but at that point it didn’t matter. The young woman knew that she had to stand up to Akito, the others that knelt behind her were too scared to do so. It made her heart ache every time she visited the Sohma estate and had to the see men revert into terrified boys.

The petite woman keeps her own, hands still on her hips as she listens to Akito. ❝ What you’re doing… is not caring. It is abusive, manipulative and toxic. ❞ She takes a break, the sheer mention of her mother and father spiked a cortisol rush, therefore setting off her fight, flight or fright. ❝ My mother and father died when I was young, I brought myself up. If you call this a family, I would much rather be alone. ❞

The idea that Akito truly believed that he cared for his family was mind-boggling to Tohru, the idea that Akito, no matter how hard the Sohma’s tried, kept his claws dug deep into the roots of the trauma that each member had and then used it to keep them close, to keep them from leaving by manipulating them into believing they should remain in the family.

❝ You have no right to try and take Yuki back to the Sohma household, he is much happier the further away he is from you. ❞

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         looks at her goth bf. 

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          she always has been a fan of cats.