𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃 — 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻:𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳𝙻𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙳𝚄𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: 01/11 - 31/11

🥞 / while i cook up ghoul event stuff go follow my other account @CHAINSAWFAN34 !!! i literally just rebranded it from shadow milk cookie he is denji now

🥞 / trust at 3/5 what if i cry

🥞 / fuck it i'm doing it later today i wanna be stupid with denji

🥞 / after christmas i have plans to repurpose an old acc into a new rp account hehehe~

(very ooc kohane shitpost because im bored) AITA for rejecting my bestfriend who ive had a crush on since forever over and over again because i cant accept the fact that i like girls ?

[ He's aimlessly walking around Shibuya. Seems the Kagune's gone back in, for now. ]

His humanity is dead. Do not try to reason with him. He is the monster he swore to destroy.

🥞: "JUST MAKE IT STOP ALREADY!" Akito falls to the ground in the alleyway, unable to support his own weight under the pressure of so much torment. He lets out a tortured scream, passing out in the alley. 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝙳. 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃 — 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻:𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳𝙻𝚄𝚂𝚃

He can hardly focus on anything. It's like the world around him is out of focus, or he's suffering from the world's worst migraine. He tries to pull his phone out, fighting through the pain, but the screen smashes as the sheer agony causes him to reflexively squeeze hard.

🥞: "AGH— FUCK! MAKE IT STOP, DAMN IT! PLEASE, JUST MAKE IT STOP!" The kagune* only continues to cause more searing pain as it fully emerges from the back of his waist. Was this what she meant when she said that it would be the last time they spoke 'like this'? *the tentacles.

It starts with his other eye. It seemingly duplicates itself, causing him to press his palms into them with an even louder scream. And then, it feels like his back splits in two. Scaled tentacle-like appendages erupt from his back, causing him to hold onto the wall to even stand.

The pulsating pain in his eye is searing. He doesn't even make it five minutes without ducking into an alleyway and screaming, as if he's on fire. He drops to the floor, ripping the eyepatch off and clutching at his eye once more. Suddenly, the pain spreads.

He silently carries the remains of the body through dark alleys and shady walkways, until finding a spot to bury it. Riddled with guilt, he rests the weapon above his makeshift grave, before walking home, ashamed.

Akito's feast is bloody and messy. If he can't have ghoul flesh, he'll settle for human. When he realises he ate a human, the one thing he swore not to do, he drops to his knees. 🥞: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He repeats the words over and over. Nothing changes.

The man is knocked to the ground, his weapon clattering to the floor. A vial smashes, releasing that scent. Ghoul blood. This was a trap, after all. Fight all he wants, a ghoul investigator is nowhere near as strong as a ghoul without his weapon.

"Pathetic. Even for a recently turned ghoul, you truly were a waste of my time." He turns away for just a moment, and that's all Akito needs. He puts all of his energy into— pouncing directly at the man. He hates how much he's become like them, but... it works.

"After all, you'll be dead soon." Akito tries to put all of his energy into merely standing. The pain of his eye is only getting worse at this point. "Please. You only make this harder on yourself." A third and seemingly final blow knocks Akito down conpletely.

"Considering you were only turned as of the recent ghoul incident in that forest, allow me to explain. This—" Another strike, knocking Akito straight to the ground. "Is a weapon created to combat ghouls. A Quinque. I won't bore you with its origins." He looms over Akito.

Before Akito manages to get an insult out in return, some kind of weapon swings at him. It goes from a dull gunmetal grey to almost glowing bright red, and it goes from the air to right into Akito's head. If it was a blade and not some kind of blunt force weapon, he'd be dead.