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fukenzena.
Yukako offers no smile, only inquisition. “ What does that mean? ”
Cadence fluctuates not, stills at a low volume and remains descriptive of a nonchalant, curious characteristic. Yukako welcomes the warmth of the afternoon sun, sinking in its Springtime light from all sides, for it’s only so long until aforesaid luminosity denotes not to the season of new beginnings, but of longer days, shorter nights. Even then, and until ostracization ends, they be front page on news outlets, detailing on their recent incineration.
❛ we may yet get exactly where we plan to be — but i’ve come to believe that the road there is never the one planned, ❜ lio says such wistful things as if they are certainty. it is far less a belief and more observation. for all the wildness of life on the run, it has given him the ability to react and adapt quickly. all good things will come with time is the belief underneath. he’s determined enough to make it happen — it is what he promised the burnish.
❛ did you need something or are you hiking up here for the view? ❜
thymost·.
The firefighter couldn’t help but frown (Pout?) at Lio’s words, attention torn between maintaining focus on the other’s face and keeping the FRIGID appendage warm between his hands. “Your ‘inconveniences’ aren’t a ‘burden’ to me, Lio… Why would you think that?” Had his promise to have his back not meant anything to the guy? “Sheesh, and I thought I was stubborn. Come on, follow me.” It wasn’t a request, already gesturing for the other to follow as he led the way towards the myriad bright red lockers housed within Burning Rescue’s confines, accessing one before RUMMAGING through it’s contents.
“This’ll help with the chill!” He state in CONFIDENCE, allowing lips to pull wide into a grin as he then held out a handful of bright orange packets. “We use ‘em when it gets cold out and we gotta help with community work. They’re hand warmers! You take one out, give it a good ol’ shake, and they heat up real nice!” The azuret paused then, teal gaze lifting skyward before they BRIGHTENED considerably, grin following suit– impossibly so. “They’re like little packets of fire, but without the flame!” Or the burns. The burns were bad. Hand warmers? GOOD !!
there are a plethora of reasons why he does think that — and not a single one of them leaves the closed confines of his lips. for what it is worth, lio doesn’t brush off the question entirely; lets galo chalk it up to his stubbornness and follows obediently toward the lockers. hands immediately regain their tremor, quick to miss the heat of galo’s when they part. lio would be harder pressed to admit that than to concede frigidness in the first place.
curious gaze quirks a brow at the rummaging, uncertain what cure could possibly be hidden within. the prize is drawn, little squares, orange as most things in the firehouse. lio barely registers what they are before galo calls them by name: hand warmers. the literal savior to specific trouble.
like little packets of fire, violet eyes bloom wide, lifting from the packets to galo’s beaming face. he reaches for the packets, quick to break one in. heat blooms slow and increasingly. lio feels a knot rise in the back of his throat to match. but without the flame. he nearly winces at the reminder — catches the edge of his own smile creeping easy, reflective reflex, across his face. it brightens, too, behind the eyes.
❛ you’re making a habit of lighting fires in me, galo. ❜ it comes out far softer, more genuine than the tease lio’d been aiming for but the sly slip of his smile makes up for it. something in his eyes changes but he doesn’t have a name for it, ❛ thank you. ❜
commissions open !
my family & i are in a rough situation & with quarantine / my father’s pre - existing conditions i have been unable to find a job i’m currently safe to take so i’m !! opening graphic commissions.
all information & pricing can be found here & sample graphics can be peeped here. please dm me on either my personal blog (@blcsty), twitter (@tolerableghost) if interested !
the world is a uh mess & everyone is going through a real tough spot right now & so i completely understand if you cannot commission me. even reblogs are greatly appreciated. please & thank you !
@fukenzena said ‘ it’s just another day. ’
THE HEAT OF THE SUN, A COMFORTABLE BURNING through the back of a leather jacket. eyes squint beneath it, hand raised to block rays from obstructing his view. her silhouette as dangerous a thing, backlit as the fires are aflame. lio takes solace in that. in the sameness of it. another day.
he turns to give her a place at his side but doesn’t turn his back against his vantage over everyone else, going about their usual business. they haven’t had to move in a while — he wonders how long that will be included in the routine.
❛ always is, ❜ there’s a smile in it, not quite touching his lips. ❛ least until it isn’t. ❜
FINE LINE LYRIC STARTERS / accepting
@aredboar said ‘ you got your reasons. ’
WHO BETTER KNOWS THAT TO BE TRUE. he does have his reasons. there are planets full of them. yet placated, disarmed of the reoccurring need to defend those reasons, lio nearly pivots weight back to his heels. the matchstick burns out in his hand, blackened head curled into the safety of unguarded palm to become ash.
the acceptance seems too easy. nothing has ever been less hard - fought. eyes narrow, gaze sharpened. A KING, of ALL THINGS. stance does not let up just yet. he can not shake the sense that he’s being stalled. set up. fooled into a false victory. it would not be the first time. discarded flame, empty palm falls to the hilt of a sword just in case.
❛ you’d accept that — you’d let a kingdom burn — not knowing what they are? ❜ lio shifts forward, trusting his back to the wall but not yet much else. ❛ you got your reasons for that? ❜
FINE LINE LYRIC STARTERS / accepting
pretty? even a little dumb? lio fotia will simp
* 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .
* all starters / lyrics taken from the harry styles album fine line .
GOLDEN .
‘ i know you were way too bright for me . ’
‘ i’m hopeless , broken . ’
‘ you’re so golden . ’
‘ i’m out of my head . ’
‘ i know that you’re scared . ’
‘ i know that you’re scared because hearts get broken . ’
‘ i don’t want to be alone . ’
‘ i can feel you take control of who i am . ’
‘ loving you is the antidote . ’
WATERMELON SUGAR .
‘ tastes like strawberries . ’
‘ it’s so wonderful and warm . ’
‘ i don’t know if i could ever go without . ’
‘ baby , you’re the end of june . ’
‘ i want your belly and that summer feeling . ’
‘ breathe me in , breathe me out . ’
‘ i just wanna taste it . ’
ADORE YOU .
‘ i get so lost inside your eyes . ’
‘ you don’t have to say you love me . ’
‘ you don’t have to say nothing . ’
‘ you don’t have to say you’re mine . ’
‘ i’d walk through fire for you . ’
‘ just let me adore you . ’
‘ lately you’ve been on my mind . ’
‘ just let me adore you like it’s the only thing i’ll ever do . ’
LIGHTS UP .
‘ what do you mean ? ’
‘ i’m sorry , by the way . ’
‘ can’t you see ? i could , but wouldn’t stay . ’
‘ it’d be so sweet if things just stayed the same . ’
‘ all the lights couldn’t put out the dark running through my heart . ’
‘ do you know who you are ? ’
‘ i’m not ever going back . ’
CHERRY .
‘ don’t you call him ‘ baby ’ . ’
‘ we’re not talking lately . ’
‘ don’t you call him what you used to call me . ’
‘ i confess i can tell that you are at your best . i’m so selfish for hating it . ’
‘ i’m so selfish for hating it . ’
‘ i noticed that there’s a piece of you in how i dress . ’
‘ take it as a compliment . ’
‘ i just miss your accent and your friends . do you know i still talk to them ? ’
FALLING .
‘ i’m in my bed and you’re not here . ’
‘ there’s no one to blame but the drink and my wandering hands . ’
‘ forget what i said . it’s not what i meant and i can’t take it back . ’
‘ i can’t unpack the baggage for you . ’
‘ what am i now ? ’
‘ what if i’m someone i don’t want around ? ’
‘ what if i’m down ? what if i’m out ? ’
‘ what if i’m someone you won’t talk about ? ’
‘ you said you care , and you missed me too . ’
‘ it kills me because i know we’ve run out of things we can say . ’
‘ i get the feeling that you’ll never need me again . ’
TO BE SO LONELY .
‘ don’t blame me for falling . ’
‘ i was just a little boy . ’
‘ don’t blame the drunk caller . ’
‘ you can’t blame me , darling . not even a little bit . ’
‘ i’m just an arrogant son of a bitch who can’t admit when he’s sorry . ’
‘ don’t call me ‘ baby ’ again . ’
‘ you got your reasons . ’
‘ i know that you’re trying to be friends , i know you mean it . ’
‘ it’s hard for me to go home . ’
‘ i just hope you see me in a little better light . ’
‘ do you think it’s easy being the jealous kind ? ’
‘ i miss the shape of your lips . ’
‘ you’ll win . it’s just a trick . ’
‘ this is it , so i’m sorry . ’
SHE .
‘ he’s thinking of you , like all of us do . ’
‘ you live in daydreams with me . ’
‘ you’re the first one that i see and i don’t know why . ’
‘ i don’t know who she is . ’
‘ i don’t know where she is . ’
SUNFLOWER , VOL. 6 .
‘ my eyes want you more than a melody . ’
‘ let me inside . ’
‘ wish i could get to know you . ’
‘ i was just tongue - tied . ’
‘ i don’t wanna make you feel bad . ’
‘ i’ve been trying hard not to talk to you . ’
‘ i don’t wanna make you feel bad , but i’ve been trying hard not to talk to you . ’
‘ i couldn’t want you any more . ’
‘ tired eyes are the death of me . ’
CANYON MOON .
‘ so hard to leave it , that’s what i always do . ’
‘ i’ll be gone too long from you . ’
‘ two weeks and i’ll be home . ’
‘ i’m going home . ’
TREAT PEOPLE WITH KINDNESS .
‘ maybe we can find a place to feel good . ’
‘ we can treat people with kindness . ’
‘ i’ve got a good feeling . ’
‘ if we’re here long enough , they’ll sing a song for us . ’
‘ i don’t need all the answers . ’
‘ if we’re here long enough , we’ll see it’s all for us . ’
‘ it’s just another day . ’
‘ and if our friends all pass away , it’s okay . ’
FINE LINE .
‘ put a price on emotion , i’m looking for something to buy . ’
‘ you’ve got my devotion . ’
‘ man , i can hate you sometimes . ’
‘ you’ve got my devotion , but man , i can hate you sometimes . ’
‘ i don’t want to fight you . ’
‘ i don’t want to sleep in the dirt . ’
‘ we’ll all be a fine line . ’
‘ there are things that we’ll never know . ’
‘ you sunshine , you temptress … ’
‘ i’ll try to shake this soon . ’
‘ spreading you open is the only way of knowing you . ’
‘ we’ll be alright . ’
yikes i’m sorry i haven’t been on this blog in a hot minute i promise i have not forgotten !
commissions open !
my family & i are in a rough situation & with quarantine / my father’s pre - existing conditions i have been unable to find a job i’m currently safe to take so i’m !! opening graphic commissions.
all information & pricing can be found here & sample graphics can be peeped here. please dm me on either my personal blog (@blcsty), twitter (@tolerableghost) if interested !
the world is a uh mess & everyone is going through a real tough spot right now & so i completely understand if you cannot commission me. even reblogs are greatly appreciated. please & thank you !
Lio
trails of fire, you always knew
they would carry me home, they’d lead me to you
𝘓𝘐𝘖 𝘍𝘖𝘛𝘐𝘈 🔥
Frozen lake date?😅 ❄️