#I miss aki

[meownotgood]

horknee aki hcs pretty please?

as in aki when he gets horny?

in general, his drive is pretty average, not too high and not too low. though most of the time, he prefers to wait for you to make a move. he can be as patient or immediate as you need him to be. he can wait weeks if you just aren't ready or fuck you every day if you need that to be satisfied.

but when aki gets needy, he gets really needy, and he isn't exactly subtle about it either. the moment you give him an opportunity, the second you pull him aside and start whispering sweet nothings into his ears, he isn't able to hold back — he'll start leaving the faintest kisses down your neck, his breath warm on your skin, he'll squeeze your hands, softly mumble and admit, I've needed you so much.

he's stripping you from your clothes and kissing you with an urgency you aren't at all used to. his movements are sloppy and desperate, way clumsier than normal, and he needs his hands and his lips on you at all times: his hands on your thighs, your waist, your chest, lips on your neck, your forehead, your own lips. he never stops telling you how good you feel and how much he loves you, not until his voice is sore.

[crybabypastels]

CHAINSAW MAN CHAPTER 137 SPOILERS

DENJIIIIIIIII YOU ALMOST HAD IT

My BABY BOOOOOOOOOY NOOOOOOOOOOOO

You're thinking about it but C'MON PLEASE START VOICING YOUR OPINIONS. YOU MATTER MUNCHKIN, THESE GIRLS ARE JUST BAD FOR YOU.

GET A JOB

GET AWAY FROM HIM

[tenmastrousers]

[tokyo-chainsaw-dragon]

Don't ask what happened, Aki. Don't ask.

[rugwurm]

smells like hell

[jitters-art]

there’s a twt meme goin on rn

[otrebot]

Hayakawa

[mafuyuh]

kon ★

[oneforblu]

i miss aki hayakawa so much. his story was so heartbreaking but so well written. the man who hated devils grew to love them to the point he would do anything to protect them. he had so much love to give. his kindness in such a cruel world was such a beautiful part of his character. i love him so very much.

[littlemystolemypie]

dont hurt em now!!!

[meownotgood]

aki....... aaaaaaki......

[nautikalmiles]

dawn to dusk

[laarems]

Angel burrito

[victim-of-subtraction]

rinsagi this kaisagi that WHAT ABOUT THE OGS 💔💔💔💔 WHERE IS BACHIRA 💔💔

[mikasaspatas]

RAHHHH CHAINSAW MAN MOVIE AKI CAMEO OH HOW THE KIDS MISSED YOU MY GLORIOUS KING

[akimoroll]

“Thank you for letting me know,” you hung up the phone.

The feeling in your throat and chest had intensified as tears filled your eyes, making your vision hazy. Your legs give out, you didn’t even make it to the couch as you sank to the carpeted floor with your hands clutching your chest as you broke down into tears.

There was nothing that could have prepared you for this. Hardly a week ago, Aki had been with you. He invited you to his place, wanting to spend time alone together. He cooked dinner for the two of you, and when you asked about Denji and Power, he simply shrugged and said they were out for a while. You didn't press the matter further.

The evening was peaceful, just you two, doing the dishes together as the water splashed softly in the sink with the faint music in the background providing a soothing and beautiful moment of domesticity.

For the seventh time that evening, he told you, “You look very pretty today.” And like always, your cheeks turned pink. You could never get used to it, not when he said it standing so close beside you with his arms gently brushing against your own.

One of your favorite songs started playing. He looked at you for a moment, smiling softly. He took off his apron and then yours, setting it aside.

Slowly, he takes your hand and then the other, “Aki, the dishes…” you giggled.

Shaking his head slightly, he said just above a whisper, “It can wait…”

He led you from the kitchen and into the dimly lit living room. The two of you slowly danced as he pulled you closer to him. He kissed your forehead and then your cheek, with one hand on the small of your back and the other intertwined with yours. Your heart fluttered at how romantic he had been acting, almost corny, a little too cheesy and you let him.

You rested the side of your face against his chest as you listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, immersing yourself into his warm embrace. The song was about to end and you swore you heard him sniffle.

Concerned, you asked, “Are you alright?”

“Mhm,” he kissed the top of your hair.

You didn’t have the chance to delve deeper when he tilted your head to face him. Cradling your face with his palms on your cheeks, he kissed you—it was gentle at first, feather light, barely there. And then he deepened it, little by little he became needy. He enveloped you in his arms, almost carrying you as he began leading you clumsily into the bedroom with his cold hands wandering all over your back.

Aki made love to you that night, leaving the dishes undone, whispering sweet nothings in your ears as your bodies drowned in each other’s heat with fingers locked together.

“I love you,” he said so softly, enough to make you melt, if it was even physically possible. You were so beautiful underneath him, so delicate and so sweet as you cried out his name in pure bliss, “I love you too, Aki.”

The two of you calmed down—skin to skin—in each other’s arms. You rested your head on his chest as he ran his fingers through your hair, his steady breathing lulling you to sleep.

You look back on it with distant eyes and barely dried tears on your cheeks: The way he held you a little tighter, kissed you a little longer, and the way he spoke to you a little softer. Was that him saying goodbye?

It dawned upon you—you can never have him the same way again. His pretty face with his eyes deep blue like the ocean you’d willingly drown to. His cold fingers that lingered every time he touched you. The warmth of his embrace that was always ready for you to fall into. His voice that’s enough to get you through on days he couldn’t see you—how terrifyingly painful it is to be aware that he now only exists as a fleeting memory to you.

You finally managed to curl yourself onto the couch and cried yourself to sleep, only for Aki to appear in your dreams with his back facing you as he stood still with the wind blowing his hair, staring into the horizon. And even if you couldn’t see his face, you know he’s beautiful—in every way you recall him.