#Aoyagi Seimei

[ritsukaaoyagi]

[frootlooptime]

humans are able to be reborn... humans can be reborn many times.

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

Um, so currently watching Ohmyoji... Seimei is getting to me a lil. Also reeling in more peeps for commissions. ^^

Seimei Headcanons

We're going to write this in a way where he's more than just a little interested in you. You're rather calming to be around and silly as well and there's a few times where you get a chuckle out of him even at the worst times

He's a tease, he can help it from time to time but oftentimes he finds it funny just to reach his hand over and lightly grip your thigh when talking to others over a drink for example.

Bro will definitely act like he doesn't know why you jerked like you did. If you mention it later in a fit hell grin just a bit.

He kinda reminds me of a fox, like those kitsune characters OR that snake brother from Juni Taisan (Zodiac War) or however you spell it.

On the topic of who he looks like I can imagine him getting a little annoyed being compared to other people

Outside of touching you just to get under your skin, if both of you are okay with it he will take the time to touch you, caress your skin and admire it in all its glory.

I wanna say that the interest he has for you is only meant to be seen with ONLY you. He's not a fan of showing off his pda to anyone who he doesn't care for.

Though, of the topic I can definitely see him get touchy if he's feeling a bit threatened. It's not that he gets jealous often if at all but he does know when someone is looking at you with less than innocent intentions and maybe there's no harm in... Suddenly wrapping his arms around your shoulders or waist before pulling you in.

"Aren't you a cutie?~" or "You crying?" From Gojo is something I can see him saying.

Probably into things like morning hugs and cuddles, like imagine making breakfast in the early morning hours of the day just for him to come find you and rest against him quietly.

Will also offer to cuddle if he visits you in the middle of the night.

Will play music for you, find little flowers and trinkets and such to bring back to you, honestly a bit of a lovey dovey type with the right conditions.

Touches and rubs you while humming softly as if it's a calming thing for him.

I can see him being the type of guy that touches you all the time but let you ask him playfully he'll respond just as playfully but let you seem serious... Looking deep into his eyes.. he may try not to but bro might fold. He's so pretty when he blushes..

Likes running his hands through your hair if you let him and if it manages to put you to sleep he'll stay still and let you sleep against him.

If you mention that your favorite aspect of his is his eyes he might freeze for a moment. One of those moments where he seizes, blinks and then smiles a bit.

Honestly so far he's giving possible aspec, like maybe after time to watch and examine his LI it's easier for him to want to cling to them and be close.

Honestly bro being in love with his partner is like watching two swans or geese be in love.

Will take the time to get you gifts that he's sure you'll like but also makes him think of you when he sees em. Those flowers match your eyes.. he'll pick em up. That necklace would go so well with your eyes. Hell he'd take the sun out of the sky and hand it to you if he could because of just how beautiful it is as it runs over your skin.

I can also see him writing little poems or notes for you to find. Bonus points if he hides them all over the house like it's a little game.

Caresses your knuckles whenever you leave your hand in his for too long.

Head kisses, forehead kisses, shoulder kisses and neck kisses seem like they'd be a favorite of his.

And I'll stop this here for now but he definitely will say your name in different ways just to see which affects you the most.

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All of that being said, I would find a reading of Seimei as a potential sociopath interesting. As someone who has loved and been loved by a person diagnosed with ASPD and obsessive compulsive tendancies, the relationship he has with Ritsuka vs the rest of the world rings extremely true to life. Such a person desires absolute control, but their crimes can be sloppy and impulsive. They attach onto one special person who they decide to own and protect while totally disregarding social norms and the rights of anyone else.

[wouldtheybecomeafearavatar]

Aoyagi Seimei from Loveless for the Corruption

[19silvermirrors]

The Riddler 🎭

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Enjoy It

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~1k, Agatsuma Soubi/Aoyagi Seimei, E-rating, Pre-Canon Summary: Over, and over, Seimei tests what Loveless's Sentouki can endure for him.

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My host and I have been rereading my source together. It's. It's actually cathartic seeing it from a new critical lens with him after we both read it as kids at suggestion (And peer pressure) from friends.

It's fascinating that my mother fully convinced me that I had DID in my source, and now here I am, a fictive in a system. I guess I never realized how much I trusted her false judgement until looking at it all in hindsight. Not that my psychologist, Dr. Katsuko, even tried to tell me my mother wasn't right... She knew I just had dissociative amnesia and wasn't a system, but she never told me, she just let me believe what my mother convinced me of... I didn't like her.

And Kio. Kio... I saw Kio as an outlet. I thought constantly that maybe Kio could save me from Soubi. But seeing him directly acknowledge that Soubi was a predator towards me, yet do nothing? That hurt more than anything. He treated me like competition, getting in the way of he and Soubi's relationship. How petty...

All I really wanted was to be able to freely experience life. To be able to spend time with Yuiko and Yayoi, all the time, without having to deal with Soubi butting in. Yet he made me dependent on him, making me await every text and call, distracting me from my friends and taking my attention away. I'd just stare at my phone and wait.

Some of the best times were when he wouldn't get so close to me. When we'd be at Soubi's house with the twins, and Kio would be over. It's like I could shut my eyes, pretend that you and Kio actually cared about me. But the truth always hurt, because when I opened my eyes, I remembered you didn't see me as a child to protect.

You saw me as prey. Just as you learned from Ritsu. Just as Seimei told you to.

I loved you. But I was just a child, I didn't know any better. And now I do. Now I know how harmful you were. Now I understand why hearing you tell me that you loved me hurt so badly. You weren't my "soulmate." You weren't anything to me.

Maybe one day, looking at blue butterflies won't make thoughts of you linger on my mind.

Sincerely,

Ritsuka Aoyagi, AKA Loveless

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[ritsukaaoyagi]

[cpirits]

A Midnight Gleam

[ muse: Aoyagi Ritsuka from Loveless ]

Darkness. That was all Ritsuka could see from beneath his home of a road overpass as he stared out into the cold night air. It was Midnight and the mood was deeply hidden under cover of black clouds.

He held his jacket closer around his body, but it still came. The cold, it tore through his clothing with each gust of wind, and made him shiver, gasping with each breath as crisp air poured into his lungs.

People still walked around at the late hour, sipping coffee and trying to stay warm in the cold. Ritsuka could see them, laughing, and sharing accounts of the day. He wished he had someone to talk to, he really did.

Seimei was gone, after the terrible deed had been done He disappeared, leaving Nisei to continue watch over the household, which broke down after Misaki got into the Hospital.

Ritsuka’s hands. His fingers felt like ice they were so cold. He had no gloves, and keeping them wrapped up in Newsprint wasn’t the best way to help, but it was something.

He kept nodding off as the noise died down and the chirps of Crickets and other bugs filled the air. He’d fall asleep soon.

[deflowr]

back to drawing traumatized catboys in the snow

[littorella]

Don’t mess with BELOVED

[19silvermirrors]

The maker of mysteries✨🌌

[ritsukaaoyagi]

[cpirits]

(( muse -- Ritsuka Aoyagi from Loveless

★ ━━━━━━ Puffy dull eyes, with dark rings underneath. That’s what he saw peering into the broken mirror he had salvaged from a dumpster days ago. He face was so tired, as he sat on the ground with his hands clutching the sides of the broken glass. His space under the overpass was slightly damp, causing him to bundle up as much as he could, finding old Newspapers to stuff into his sweater to deter the cold winds that roughly struck through his living space.

Tousled dark, and matted hair. That was on top of his head after days of neglect and not caring for his appearance. His nails were chipped and dirty after days of digging through trash for food, and the like to keep himself conscious. His lips were dry and chapped from him picking at them, and his clothes were wet, and muddy, almost crusty and hard to the touch.

He had a old ripped up blanket he had gotten off the street and was using it to keep his legs and lower body warm, his feet kept covered by the same pair a sneakers he’d worn for the past 3 years; his feet hadn’t changed. The pants he wore were dark, and stained, with bloody marks, and burns on the outsides. His legs under the fabric were in no better shape, bruised in places, and sticking to his pants were slight wounds, and scratches from the day a few weeks back, some men had stolen him in his sleep, tied him to the back of a truck, and had their way with him.

The young man, 17 years of age was one thing. Pathetic. He knew that the second he got his home repossessed, and he was left to live where he was now. Pathetic. His life really had no meaning, everyone was gone, and whomever he had loved in the past betrayed him or left him alone.

Tossing down the precious piece of glass, it landed on some cardboard his usually slept on, but tonight, he’d not rest there. Standing, Ritsuka neatly cleaned his space as best he could, packing things inside a duffel bag, again something from the trash not two houses down, they had tossed it just because it had no handles and the side pocket were gone.

Stepping away from his home, the young male moved toward the street light near his old home. Leaning on it, he sighed. Why were things this way… It happened again and again, he was left alone. First Seimei, then his friends, he stopped going to school after Misaki--his Mother--became ill and he took care of her.

He had no hope to cling to, nothing to gain from trying to change things. Yet there was a little spark inside of something that could be, he’d just have to try. "I wonder what I’ll find tonight?" He mused as his stomach growled. He was hungry, and since it was nearly 9 at night and he had no money; he was going to locate his dinner in the nearest trash can.

Walking down the sidewalk he pulled his sweater closer, folding his arms around his body. After removing the crumpled Newspapers, he was very cold and shivering to stay warm.

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