#gentachan

[mitsubaaoi]

“How long was I out?”

         "Less than an hour…" A scoff left Aoi’s lips, rolling his eyes as he got up from his seat on the ground next to Hongou who had still been unconscious moments ago. He had no watch with him, the woods providing darkness surrounding them making it near impossible to state what time of the day it was, simply making an assumption of how long he had kept watch over the older man. ”Looks like you can’t handle this grandpa.” He couldn’t help but sneer at Hongou who, despite having saved him earlier, was more of a hindrance than a help to his very survival at the moment, especially if he was to pass out for seemingly no reason. ”You’re lucky there were no zombies around or you’d be dead by now.” We’d be dead he had almost uttered though he stopped himself. He might have abandoned the older man were they to be in trouble, he wasn’t as stupid as to believe he could escape these woods on his own with zombies swarming around the place and a sole gun as weapon. "Now get up, we’re not out of this shit-hole yet."

[ophidianlight]

((All I can think about when I see my drafts on this blog is "NOPE". Sey and Emilee, would it be possible to drop our current threads to start other ones? Sorry about that...

As for Ruki, I'm keeping your thread, I just need to find the motivation for a novella reply... OTL))

[schrodingerskanny]

elderlion replied to your post:I'm looking at you and I'm burning up, valentine!

"…That wasn’t me."

"I thought this was your horrible sense of humour."

[mitsubaaaoi-blog]

Arrogant, Fierce, Fixated, Hard, Overprotective, Paranoid, Temperamental

Arrogant - Having or displaying a sense of overbearing self-worth or self-importance.Inclined to social exclusiveness and who rebuff the advances of people considered inferior. Snobbish.

Fierce - Marked by extreme intensity of emotions or convictions; inclined to react violently; fervid.

Fixated - In psychoanalytic theory, a strong attachment to a person or thing, especially such an attachment formed in childhood or infancy and manifested in immature or neurotic behaviour that persists throughout life. Fetish, quirk, obsession, infatuation.

Hard - A person who is difficult to deal with, manage, control, overcome, or understand. Hard emotions, hard hearted.

Overprotective - To protect too much; coddle.

Paranoid - Exhibiting or characterized by extreme and irrational fear or distrust of others.

Temperamental - Moody, irritable, or sensitive. Excitable, volatile, emotional.

((Even if you misunderstood my post, I’m still gonna publish this ask because I find it interesting that you think those are Aoi’s main characteristic traits! It might help me for my new headcanons! Thank you very much dear!

[mitsubaaoi]

◇◇◇◇!!

((Alright, I still haven’t reblogged that meme for that but I’ll accept the love!

That one is a bit more surprising to me considering I was convinced of the opposite until not so long ago but thank you very much Emilee! I’m really enjoying torturing my muse our thread! RPing with you really is a lot of fun and I love it! ♥))

[mitsubaaoi]

((I have no idea why but I just got the image of a teenage Aoi shouting something to Hongou around the lines of "Get lost gramps', you're not my dad!" but... Would an AU where Hongou need to take care of the Kurashiki siblings (as teenagers? not necessarily in the ZE verse?) be interesting? (ʘ‿ʘ✿)))

[mitsubaaoi]

What's my prize?

Kiss my character anywhere but the lips

"Wait! What?! No!" Azure eyes widened in horror, words immediately leaving his lips to voice his refusal upon hearing what he was to let Hongou do. The mere thought of having the older man’s lips anywhere on his body, even if not on his lips, was enough to repulse him and he wished nothing but to get away from this predicament at this very moment. However, that was forgetting that Aoi already had performed CPR on Cradle Pharmaceutical’s CEO (which he hadn’t made a fuss about even though the circumstances were a bit special) and that he had no way out of this no matter how much he wished he had.

[mitsubaaoi]

♨ 24

drabble - 24 years old

Aoi couldn’t sleep. Even though the nine hours that would seal his sister’s fate were at hand, the setting finally completed, the players already in place, his mind wasn’t at peace. The soreness of his muscles felt oddly nice compared to the mess his mind was in. While carrying most of the players inside their respective rooms of the Nevada building had been easy enough, some of them, namely Hongou and Seven still had been more than the white-haired man possibly handle. He had managed nonetheless though not without help from his subordinates. 

Jumbled thoughts were on the game obviously, the one that would save his sister’s life for good though a dangerous bet for both of them as well as those they had involved in the Nonary Game. Akane’s abilities had already been able to envision the different outcomes and this was the very reason for his worries. Even though the white-haired man perfectly knew what he was to do, how he would need to act for the plan to go as planned and was fully ready to play his part while trusting Akane to magnificently act hers, there were too many random factors. Junpei, the only one they truly needed to reach the incinerator to save the little girl who should have died nine years back, was too unpredictable as he would be the one to decide the doors they would go through, any wrong choices proving to be a mistake that would cost him his sister’s life. There were Clover and Hongou as well, two unknown variables that might come to end up all of their lives on the spot depending on the circumstances.

Though eyelids remained closed, the mere idea that he needed to keep acting his part, to go on with the flow even though he would know if the other player’s actions would be leading them toward a failure distressed Aoi. No matter how much he wished the First Nonary game hadn’t ended up as it did, there was no going back. No matter how much he wished he could have saved his sister on this day instead if standing at the other side of the incinerator door, he had been powerless to do so and might soon pay a high price for it. 

In the end, the white-haired man didn’t get any rest before heading to the Nevada building alongside his sister, not uttering a word to her as they drove in its direction, not wishing to think that  this might be the last time he would see Akane. Nonetheless, before splitting up to their respective rooms, putting on their bracelets, Aoi put a kiss on her forehead, giving her a small reassuring smile. “We’ll succeed!” Even though it might have been selfish of him, the confident words hadn’t been so much for Akane but for him who didn’t wish to see his sister die. 

These had been the most excruciating hours of his life, to be only able to stand and watch June getting more and more feverish as the clock tickled, being able to do naught as he let Junpei be alongside her, a necessity for their act to work out as it should for they were not supposed to know each other least being siblings. However, everything they had done had been in vain. Akane was gone, vanished into thin air in front of the door 9 once their time was up. 

        “Game Over. This game had ended.”

                   “It matters not. The loser had been decided.”

                                                                         ”I… have lost.”

To Aoi, this had been the worst of the possible outcomes for it was the only one where he wouldn’t have died alongside his sister, causing more casualties than they had wished for. While Gentarou Hongou had deserved his fate, the Field siblings hadn’t and, even if it truly wasn’t his place as he had been the one to involve them, he couldn’t help but feel remorse for they would never have ended up stabbed to death or incinerated if the game had never took place. He nonetheless repressed those emotions as his despair at loosing Akane was much greater than any pity he could have felt for anyone else.

Even though the smoke grenades had been enough to put the players that remained to sleep, carrying them to his car to lead them to the closest town hadn’t been that easy and it’s only as he laid on the bed of an hotel he had found nearby, now alone with only his thoughts that he truly realized that Akane was gone. Tears didn’t flow, azure eyes unfocussedly staring at a point in space, lips parted, his mind blank from the sudden realisation. He was alone. He had no one else in the world now, the crushing despair overtaking him being enough to numb his mind. The past nine hours had gone too fast for his brain to process what had truly transpired of them, only the result begin displayed in front of his very eyes. 

It took him hours to step out of his trance, only being able to mourn his loss days later when he had been overtaken by the need of screaming out of his lungs as well as crying until he had no more tears to shed. Aoi knew of the future, he knew the AB project supposed to save the world from the Radical-6 virus would never come to fruition in this timeline and couldn’t find any reason to live even though he cattered to his body’s daily needs in order to survive. He was but a former shell of what Aoi Kurashiki had been… Until the very day he pointed a gun to his temple, not a concious reaction, simply the Radical-6 virus’ effect he had no intention of fighting, pulling the trigger, leaving this world with a smile on his face for he would finally be able to join the person who had been his sole reason for living for all these years.  

[mitsubaaoi]

"Help! Please, don’t leave me here!"

"And why should I do that? Give me one good reason!" Truthfully, even though the white-haired man would most likely need, for the sake of his own survival, to give Hongou a hand, he couldn't help but bitterly chuckle at the ironic circumstances that have dragged him in this corner where collaboration, even with a man he hated so, had been necessary. Aoi loathed it and if you had told him a few days back that he would be forced to survive with only companion Gentarou Hongou, he would have laughed at best. Yet at this very moment, both having sustained injuries and zombies still roaming the woods they hadn't escaped yet; as much as the older man might have been slowing him down, leaving alone without him was, and never had been, in his best interests.

"Tch..." Aoi let out a sigh of defeat as his own wishes mattered very little at this point, his wish to remain alive stronger than anything else. He took his gun in hand, handling it to his partner while he grabbed the man's arm to put it around his shoulder to help him walk. "You'd better thank me for that! If you see movement, just shoot. You can still do that, right?"

[mitsubaaoi]

[[ Hurting Akane or saving Hongou? ]]

"Tch." A scoff left his lips upon hearing of the inquiry as none of these prospects seemed appealing to Aoi, neither wishing to hurt his sister nor having to save the man he despised most in this world. However, the choice remained easy to do considering his priorities. "No way in hell I'm hurting Akane! I'd rather save Hongou."

[schrodingerskanny]

[mitsubaaoi]

"Fuck you!"

[mitsubaaoi]

☄

☄ - My opinion of you

((I can’t help but feel that you’re RPing with me out of pity. Considering how fast you are with Sey while almost never replying to my threads, I’m sorry but I don’t feel like you enjoy RPing with me at all and that you only have threads with me and force yourself to reply because I have asked you for threads in the first place. Maybe it’s because you just want to RP with other ZE muses but don’t like me as a RP partner but if that’s the case, sorry but I’d rather have you tell me right at my face instead of almost ignoring my replies. Believe it or not, I’d be less offended! I do enjoy interacting with you but if the opposite isn’t true (and that’s the feeling I have), I’d rather have us stop threading right now! Aside from that, I can’t say I know you enough to really say but at least, even if we’ve had a couple of problems at one point, you have always been nice to me and always gave me a lot of respect even in some particular situations. I’m very grateful to you for that!))

[schrodingerskanny]

Smoke.

"I expected you to know the answer. There are two incidents directly connected to my childhood and the scent of smoke. One of them you should be familiar with, the other one not so much."

"It’s been a few long, long years. More than a century."(I wonder if they’re okay, somewhere out there.)

[mitsubaaoi]

[schrodingerskanny]

elderlion replied to your post:10. An apology [[hongou you're not getting one you ass]]

"Bitch." [[HONGOU YOU SOUND LIKE DIO STOP IT (ignore that if you want PFFFt)]]

"I thought you're more of a cat person."

"Does Nijisaki know you started swearing?"