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minamotosousuke · 3 months
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Ikra if you’re reading this it just hit me that Mitsuba would wear a peach perfume 😭😭😭 my girl we are fools why did we never think of this before
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minamotosousuke · 3 months
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Ikra 😭😭😭
Ikra if you see this I am thinking about you and worrying about you. ❤️
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minamotosousuke · 4 months
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Ikra if you see this I am thinking about you and worrying about you. ❤️
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minamotosousuke · 4 months
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hi !!! happy birthday! (im too shy to send you anything on twt but u have tumblr luckily !!!) also wanted u to know ur posts make my days and i hope u have a very good one ! take care ♡
THANK YOOOU! yeah no I don’t blame you, I swear every post I make has at least one quote tweet casting a malicious hex on me 😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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lately this orchestral cover of hunter by bjork is my fave kou song
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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Knowing that Kou is more aligned with Tsukasa (without realizing it) than he is to his own family, heritage, friends, humans in general… is so exciting.
Seeing this textbook classic protagonist have this gradual political shift towards his sworn enemy, the story’s antagonist, is so much fun and I hope people appreciate it.
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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“The same way you would for anybody…” doesn’t have to be interpreted as like sad/bad, Yknow?
While it’s true that Kou wouldn’t mourn Mitsuba in the same way he would for anyone else… quite the opposite really, I think that Mitsuba’s point is that Kou is a good person.
I think Mitsuba has to grapple with the fact that even if he had Kou, he’d still have to share Kou with the world. Kou wants to be Mitsuba’s hero, but he also wants to “save” everybody else. He is deeply invested in the well-being and happiness of those around him, and will sacrifice his own health if it means that he can protect others. He’s good and kind, he’s emotional, and wears his heart on his sleeve. But without these traits, Kou wouldn’t be Kou, and Mitsuba wouldn’t love him so much.
These traits of his also make him vulnerable. Saving those around him comes at the cost of his own safety, and in the case of Mitsuba- his own reputation and privilege.
Mitsuba wants Kou to break free of him, to live that the life that seems to be his destiny. To be a great exorcist, to have a family of his own, to grow old. If maybe, Kou didn’t care about everyone else so much, about him so much, he would be able to go so much farther. But again, that wouldn’t be his Kou.
So try as he might to break Kou free from his delusions of a “forever,” Mitsuba can’t help but acknowledge (and honor) his caring and kind heart.
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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Mitsuba and the theme of hearts is everything to me
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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My least favorite portrayal of Mitsuba is when people have him act like he hates romance and pet names and cheesiness… he’s literally the opposite.
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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the way that mitsukou is more romantic than every other couple in tbhk is so funny to me
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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A long time ago, when the ancestors roamed the Earth, the Sun walked amongst them.
Every morning he would ascend to the heavens in a flurry of blossoms, dance his lone path across the sky, and descend back to Earth in a curtain of rouge.
He spent the cold and unforgiving night gazing amongst his stage, and underneath the distant glimmer of his brethren he yearned for a companion of his own.
Then, one day, just as he dipped down into his woodland clearing… he found a human. The man was awestruck, and through he possessed the blessed traits of the Night, he carried no weapon.
The Sun had never met a human, let alone a child of the Night, and his curiosity overtook him.
The man stated that he had been deemed weak at birth- too weak to join his clan on their nightly hunt.
Based on appearances, the Sun questioned that assessment. The man before him looked perfectly healthy.
So, the man explained, while his kin slept in the daytime… he made his way to this clearing to doze under the Sun’s warmth.
“What name has the Night given you?” the Sun asked.
“Kou.”
Light.
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From then on, the man, Kou, came to visit him. Every night, as the Sun dipped into the trees, Kou snuck away from his duties to go to their meadow. Never had Kou seen a being so beautiful, with his magenta hair and cerise eyes. He wore a long and effeminate robe that matched his rosy complexion. They laughed, they danced, and Kou brought along the modest delights he enjoyed such as fresh fruit.
The Sun learned of Kou’s clan and their gifts. Their eyes, ranging from glacier to ocean blue, could see in the pitch black night just the same as they could in the daytime. This meant that they could slay the great beasts and conquer over man, as all but them were blinded by the dark. He learned of Kou’s duty to his family, even though he desperately wanted to be strong and go hunting as their men did.
In turn, Kou learned the way of the Sun, of the daily ritual of his dance, and resonated with his yearning for companionship.
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But these visits could not go unchallenged for long. Kou’s behavior and absences began to be noticed by his older brother, Teru.
Teru worried deeply for Kou, as he was one of the few that knew the truth. Kou wasn’t born weak but cursed.
When Kou was born and the Night gifted him his name, Light, it was deemed a bad omen. In retaliation, when the third and final babe was born, their father defied the Night by naming her himself. As a consequence, their healthy mother was plagued by illness and died a slow and miserable death.
The family feared raising Kou to meet his full strength and potential, so they told the child he was too weak. It would be safer if he was not allowed to learn how to fight, nor allowed to join the Hunt.
Yet these changes in his brother were disturbing. Teru, in an attempt to shift fate itself, allowed his brother to join them.
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So eager was he to finally join his family, that Kou was unaware of the cosmic shift taking place within him.
Where he ventured, new flowers bloomed. The wildlife around him woke up in his presence, and the vast silence of the night was greeted by the orchestra of creatures small and big. The flapping of wings, the hum of crickets, the song of frogs, the howling of the wolves.
As Kou and his kin approached their prey, they scattered in a way that they never have before.
These changes did not go unnoticed by Teru, who dreaded that his brother’s curse was manifesting itself.
In an attempt to find answers, Teru followed his brother one evening as he made his way to the meadow.
He watched as the Sun descended from the sky and into an embrace with none other than his brother. Kou twirled them around and they fell into the grass with a fit of laughter.
In that moment Teru realized that Light wasn’t a curse but a blessing. His family’s blessing only went so far as the sunrise, and the single thing that stood in the place of their unchallengeable power was the Sun itself.
Teru left the forests edge and headed back home, with an understanding of the mission before him.
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The day that the Moon was born started, as all days do, with darkness. As the sky awoke in the familiar shades of rouge that Kou had colored with heart with, he waited for his family to return from their hunt.
This morning, though, the air was distinctly absent of the Sun’s warmth.
Something was wrong.
Kou made a sprint for the meadow, heart hammering in his chest with dread.
In the clearing he found his family, with his beloved being restrained to the ground. Teru stood above him, blade high, painted red with the iron of his flesh. It took the blood of Man to kill a God.
Kou knew he had no time to stop. No time to speak, no time to negotiate. His family, too occupied by their attempts to restrain the Sun did not notice him coming. Teru’s senses, dimmed by duty, could not stop his blade as he stabbed downward with all his force.
The Sun’s piercing screams cut through the forests like a blade of its own, and Teru snapped back into focus once again.
Kou, who had shielded the Sun, groaned.
Teru, in shock and horror, quickly pulled the sword from his brother’s torso. This action cemented Kou’s fate. The wound would be fatal.
The Sun gently rolled Kou off of him, and scooped him up in his arms. Eyes swelling with tears, he carried Kou to the edge of the clearing and away from Kou’s family. Kou tried to speak, but began to cough up blood. The Sun shushed his love and kissed his forehead.
He looked back to Kou’s family, and locked eyes with Teru. “Take one step towards us and I will scorch this Earth.” he seethed.
Teru fell to his knees, helpless.
The Sun began to rise once more. “Do not worry, I will return with your Light.”
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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Did I ever talk about my moon kou au on tumblr
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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"Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold." – Zelda Fitzgerald
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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Expand your minds eye 👁️👁️ mitsukou canon always
"mitsukou canon when" moodboard
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a am i the onlky one that feels this way about them this is stpud
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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How much do you bet Aoi is going to see Mitsuba and remember Sousuke
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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I just realized that all my teru songs are afrobeats because they slay so hard
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minamotosousuke · 6 months
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It’s so much more fun here than X
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