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u can insult his family, his friends, his fighting ability, but u insult his hair ? sry I can’t save u
crawls in like every time sb thought squalo was dead but he’s actually not : hi
queenharumiura !!
“Hahi… an imposter… Haru will have to look into this.” It’s no good to have an imposter hanging around you, right? That’s definitely very dangerous. She would have to look into this—so she was going to have to make a detective costume to get into the spirit of things!
“What kind of top people have you met? Are they all fighters?” Considering he was a strong person, you’d think that all the ‘top’ people he knew were fighters of some kind, right? She didn’t think he’d know anyone who was the top of the fashion industry or the top in terms of academics. She could be proven wrong, however. She was a curious bean, and she wanted to know. You should just tell her to leave you alone if you wanted her gone, because otherwise she wasn’t going to get the hint.
a deep breath at being asked : he was going to just leave, but he can’t just do that now that he’s been asked about something so important to him !! he’s a lot of things, but he’s not going to deprive anyone of knowledge.
❝ yeah, mostly fighters, ❞ he’ll agree with a nod, features becoming relaxed : although the volume of his voice is still loud, if not getting louder. ❝ several swords-masters especially, mainly to beat them. both in the west & east ! ❞ & with several casualties, but they’ve mostly been passed off as accidents. ❝ I’ve met with some top fisherman to learn how to fish, ❞ no comment what he did in a certain alternate future, ❝ &, uh. ❞ there’s a squint. ❝ probably some others, but they weren’t all that important. they all sort of blur & I’m not interested in knowing who they are. ❞ then an eyebrow is raised. ❝ any reason why you want to know ? ❞ does she want to know about someone in particular, is what tone implies.
me : squalo is observant ---
squalo, the self-centred prick : observe what, anyone but me ? lol
serxinus !!
He set aside his phone and unfolded his legs from beneath the low rise table. He was already reaching out for his kettle in the corner of the room, pausing midway in surprise.
“Ah,” he said in realization. “Sorry, Dad only drinks on special occasions… And I’m still underage.” He gave Squalo a sheepish smile. “The drinking age in Japan is 20.”
If you looked at it in another perspective, it’s really quite a hilarious situation. He must have broken dozens of rules before even the end of his freshman year, but here he was adhering to the alcohol law of the minimum drinking age.
“There’s some sake at the restaurant.” He said brightly. “We can head over there now if you need something alcoholic. We’re closed for the day so there won’t be anyone around.”
he’ll not look impressed at the declaration of his being underage, which will serve to hide the amusement at the thought of him sitting in a meeting at vongola and declining the alcohol before offering to put down an opponent. in any case, not drinking is probably sensible of him ( thinks about every drunk he’s ever seen & a loud noise of distaste sounds, seemingly at yamamoto but directed more at himself ).
❝ I don’t need it, I prefer it. ❞ with that being said, a hand goes to his hip & demanding tones will take place. ❝ there better not be anyone around --- I don’t want to have to pretend I’m not a murderous loudmouth. ❞ he’s pretty bad at pretending, though.
queenharumiura !!
Haru had a look of pity on her face. “You’re allergic to wood? How sad-desu… you can’t possibly enjoy flower gazing if you’re allergic to trees.” She has assumed he meant that he was allergic to wood in general and how sad the thought was. There were all sorts of allergies out there so she wasn’t going to question the validity of him being allergic to wooden swords.
“Hahi? He’s supposed to some some kind of world famous boxer? Eh…?” Wait, isn’t Squalo-san supposedly like some swordsmaster? You’d think world class people would know other world class people, right? She didn’t hold much of an interest in boxing, but she’s never heard of the name either. Huh… how suspicious. “Eh—? Maybe he doesn’t exist? Then, who was that?” Now she’s getting confused. “An impostor?” Not quite Haru, more like a disguise.
he can’t even be BOTHERED to correct her on the wood allergy thing. let her believe what she wants : it’s not like it’ll ever come up again ( he knows he’ll regret this later ). & he doesn’t enjoy staring at flowers, anyway --- it’s hard to fight a tree & he’s not that fond of honey, either ( except to put in his tea when he yells too much, which is frequently ).
❝ probably an imposter, yeah. ❞ a snort & a shrug in dismissal. ❝ if I’ve never heard of him --- & I know a lot of top people --- then he’s duped you. ❞ a vague look of pity, but it is a fleeting look. most people can be impressed easily by any claim like that, especially if they have a few tricks that look good & because of that, paranoia is a great aid.
prefected !!
“ i suppose i don’t blame you. ” he raises a brow in response, thinking back to … the many times he’d met with the varia. his lip almost twitches at the memory. yeah, he definitely doesn’t blame him. if this was ten years ago he would have snorted recalling how xanxus treated them. maybe even found it amusing. there’s no such thought now, however. " no reason in specific. like i said. i was only curious. what was there to get sick of ? i was always under the assumption you enjoyed it. ”
❝ I liked the slicin’ part, ❞ he’ll admit, no use in hiding that, that’s basically 95% of his whole personality. ❝ but getting hit with a projectile everyday gave me a headache --- & now that I’m out, I actually feel less stressed ( although I make myself stressed as well ). ❞ throws his hands up in the air, discards his own words. ❝ I can PLENTY of fighting all on my own. that said --- I’m surprised you’re hanging around vongola, still. ❞
queenharumiura !!
Haru was about to suggest Yamamoto, considering she knew that he was learning something with swords from his father, but Squalo quickly put a stop to that. He even discounted anyone connected to Yamamoto as well. Thinking it over with a thoughtful expression, she shook her head. “Haru doesn’t think there is anyone who could be considered a swordsmaster. You’re not exactly allowed to use weapons in Japan.” Which is why it would be a lot harder to find someone who used an actual sword.
“If you were okay with a wooden sword, Haru would think any of the Dojo’s nearby would be a good place to try, however.” Though, she doubted he’d be satisfied with that, considering he was probably used to a life of danger and living on the edge.
“Reborn-chan may know someone who is a master? He knows Pao Pao Roshi, after all?”
❝ a wooden sword ? I’m allergic to those. ❞ the repulsed look upon his countenance punctuates that statement, & if he’s ever forced to --- he’ll take off his own hand & throw it ( the fake one, he means ). & then he’ll retrieve it.
asking reborn isn’t a bad idea, but he’s never heard of --- pao pao roshi ?? the repulsed look is splattered by his confusion, he’ll like to think he knows about the different masters --- !! & he’ll have to ask her : ❝ who’s pao pao roshi ? never heard of ‘im, so if he’s a master... ❞ he’ll allow that to hang in the air with a huge question mark over it.
prefected !!
“ i’ve always been curious. ” and curiousity isn’t something hibari kyouya indulges in. he’ll make an exception this time, however, since he finds himself in the company of squalo anyways. “ what was it that spurred your leave ? ” / @disloyalblade
--- of all the things he could’ve been curious about : he doesn’t quite sigh, but blows out air VIOLENTLY ( & the hair that’s in front of his face is moved ). ❝ I got sick of it. ❞ probably overly simplified, but he’s not one to over-complicate the matter --- especially since there’s not much to it in the first place. ❝ a whim, but not one I regret. why ?! ❞ despite aggression lacing his words : there’s not much weight behind them.
whiteorchid-whitedragon !!
“Aw you wanna know how I fight. Well, I try to keep that a secret. Just do your job and you won’t have to find out, deal?” A vague threat, but it’s still there.
--- THAT’S not foreboding at all. tongue clicks, but he’ll accept it, definitely liking the confidence. ❝ fine. ❞ assumes that means he’ll die if he fails, but that’s not much different to how it usually goes, anyway. ❝ I’m not gonna mess up, so I won’t be finding out. ❞ ( his confidence is somewhat baseless. )
queenharumiura !!
Though Haru had a playful personality, she was at the core of things, serious. If anything, most of her actions were zany and playful since she loved to associate with children and exaggerated actions, or acting playfully was a way to make them feel comfortable. Still, if she knew it bothered him, she’d make a point to stop the action around him. She’d only know if he told her however, because she could be quite dense.
“Oh? Temples are fun to visit. Especially during New Years. Hot springs, are very nice and soothing.” She nodded her head, thinking those were very good places to visit while being on vacation in Japan. “Hahi? Who knows? Maybe you wanted input from a native? There are cities famous for food, or you could visit historical places were battles have taken place. There are many beautiful castles to look at as well-desu~”
❝ --- I’ve eaten a lot of the famous things you’re supposed to try, & visited most battle sites I’m interested in, ❞ complains loudly --- sure, he’s visited a lot, ( & fought a lot here as well ??? ) but a country with double that of italy’s should be able to entertain for twice as long.
❝ --- where’s the closest swordsmaster ? ❞ like she’ll know, but it’s worth a shot !! ❝ that’s NOT yamamoto or anyone connected to him. ❞ --- hopefully he didn’t just out the brat, but at the same time : does he give a shit ? no.
maybe he should visit the people he’s defeated. which will take a while, but it could be fun.
serxinus !!
He hid a wince as Squalo’s volume escalated. In the confines of his room, the sound seemed to echo and bounce off the walls. His ears rattled and he surreptitiously brought his hand up to his right ear.
“Haha,” amusement suffused his expression as he looked up at the older man. “Sorry for assuming.” Squalo’s the sort of guy to crawl his way out of Hell’s gate even after he’s dead. “Well, undead guy or not, do you want tea?”
He scratched his chin idly, glancing around his room. “I don’t think I can offer you much until Dad gets back from the supermarket.”
a large part of his brain --- the one that tells him to just start swinging --- splutters to a halt at the offer of tea, & he’ll take advantage of that moment to sigh : a loud one, hand to his forehead.
❝ don’t you have anything alcoholic, at least ?! ❞ surprises himself by even considering it, but who is he to turn down an offer of tea when he just entered unannounced ( aside from all the yelling giving plenty of warning, but details ).
canon : squalo is like, hella smart
me : but consider --- he’s actually not
queenharumiura !!
“Hahi! Accidentally stab someone? S-so Dangerous-desu.” There she goes, slipping random English words here and there when she can. At the question of whether or not she seriously thought anyone would talk to him, she shrugged her shoulders. “Haru is talking to you right now, isn’t she? If not Haru… she thinks the police would be concerned at least. They would talk to you.” She answered seriously.
“Ohhhh a day off! Haru hopes you have fun, in that case! Do you have any fun plans?” Perhaps he came to visit Japan for some sight seeing fun? She gave a playful little salute, “Hai-desu~ Haru would avoid some nearby parks and convenience stores, however. You can see Yamamoto or Ryohei-san jogging, and Gokudera works at convenience stores.” Just a little bit of trivia information for your… ‘avoiding anyone who would ruin my day off ‘needs.
& the police is definitely an organisation he DOESN’T want to talk to --- especially if they have shit to say like what’s the sword for or something. can he pass off as cosplay ? he’ll run a hand through his hair, he’ll take note of the places to avoid. damn, he has to avoid convenience stores ?! ( that salute annoys him, if only because it’s done playfully. )
❝ I’m just goin’ to --- see some temples or something, ❞ he’ll answer flatly, making up an answer on the spot. he probably won’t, honestly. ❝ then I’ll visit a hot spring, & --- ❞ he’ll cut himself off, partly out of disgust at himself. ❝ why’re am I telling you this ? ❞
serxinus !!
So used to unexpected intrusions, from various unmentioned names, Takeshi did not even bat an eye when Squalo barged into his room.
“Hello, Squalo,” he grinned. “I’m fine with a match, but I don’t think Tsuna will be happy if we have to fight to the death.”
He gave the other swordsman his best award-winning smile (no. 5, he thinks, always worked best when trying to placate angry, bloodthirsty swordsmen who’s liable to kill you by deafening you). “After all, if I kill you because of a spar, I’ll get into trouble with Reborn.” And then it will lead to Reborn punishing Tsuna for not being able to control his Guardians, and then Tsuna will give him the patent Look of Disapproval and Disappointment and Aghast that only Sawada Tsunayoshi could pull off.
--- trouble with reborn is a compelling reason not to actually have said fight to the death, but --- !! didn’t he just assume he’d KILL him ? offended at that, with his selective memory taking the spotlight. ( losing ?? whomst ? ) he’ll practically inflate with outrage, although the smile will stop him from actually turning to violence : tempting, but he needs a five-second recovery time.
❝ bold of you to assume that you can kill me, ❞ declares this with a lot of finger pointing --- & makes a point to raise the volume of his voice further, does so a little too easily ( practice makes perfect, & he’s had plenty of practice, much to his annoyance ). ❝ that’s offensive --- !! I don’t die. ❞ he only fakes it, or comes close.
queenharumiura !!
Haru couldn’t understand this man. If you didn’t want to meet him and you were trying to avoid him, why were you even in Japan? Isn’t this man from Italy or something? Perhaps it’s some sort of covert mission? If so, she supposed she shouldn’t ask about it—but she SO wanted to.
“If you keep shouting like that, he might find you regardless of how well you try to avoid him.” She said this pretty casually. Instead of asking why he’s here, she can ask the next question she was contemplating over. “If you are trying to avoid him, shouldn’t you have pretended you never saw Haru? Unless, you spoke to Haru to ask her if school was still in session?” You could’ve asked just about anyone that and they’d tell you that it was after hours for all school.
“Well, Tsuna-san normally heads home first after school, so this area should be safe for the time being.”
❝ --- he won’t come near me, if I don’t accidentally stab anyone, ❞ he scoffs. ( accidentally stabbing ? has happened, but only the once & that was when he was younger. ) ❝ I didn’t think to ask anyone before now, & anyway : do you seriously think anyone’s gonna talk to ME ? ❞ a pointed look down at himself, he’s not exactly friendly-looking.
❝ good. ❞ a glance around the area. ❝ I’d HATE to run into anyone that’s probably goin’ to ruin my day off, ❞ even though it’s technically not a day off, but it might as well be. ❝ --- oh. ❞ looks at her, then sighs.
I’m made up of black coffee, untamed hair, and poorly suppressed anger.
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