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@fiyres
「 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 」
# 𝐟𝐢𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐬 . ━━ a private writing blog featuring 𝐬𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 from the manga khr as written by mona ( 28+ years , she / her ) . please check the read first before interaction . dark themes will be explored on this blog , follow at your own discretion . rules can be found underneath the read more . default is post - manga , at age 30 . [ ☼ ]
do you know the moment you have written like eleven chapters in your mind but now the words need to get on paper an they just don't get there ? yeah .
# 𝐟𝐢𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐬 . ━━ a private writing blog featuring 𝐬𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 from the manga khr as written by mona ( 28+ years , she / her ) . please check the read first before interaction . dark themes will be explored on this blog , follow at your own discretion . rules can be found underneath the read more . default is post - manga , at age 30 . [ ☼ ]
↪ 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ . ( a collection of various unsorted question prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . will be updated frequently . )
are you kidding me ?
[ name ] , what just happened ?
hey ! what’d you do that for ?
did you plan on ever telling me ?
do you want to tell me the truth , this time ?
you seriously think i could’ve done this ?
did you know about this ?
[ name ] , what were you thinking ?!
can we talk ? alone ?
why are you doing all of this ?
it can’t be that bad , right ?
haven’t you heard the stories ?
who did this to you ?
what are you insinuating ?
what did you think was gonna happen ?!
you think i could do something like that ?
who do you think you are ?
why won’t you let me help you ?
do you have any evidence of that ?
can we put away our differences for a second ?
where have you been ?
is that … blood ?
what’s your problem ?
are you real ?
where’s your sense of adventure ?
would you kill for me ?
you’re [ name ] , aren’t you ?
why can’t you just let it go ?
do you want me to stay ?
what if we left … ran away ?
what else was i supposed to do ?
how did you get this scar ?
could you give me a hand with this ?
do you ever stop talking ?
you’ve never done this before , have you ?
where do you think you’re going ?
how many fingers am i holding up ?
what can i say to make it better ?
why can’t we all just get along ?
can i stay the night ?
what’s that supposed to mean ?
where did your common sense go ?
you seriously don’t believe me ?
what aren’t you telling me ?
do you have a minute ?
why are you lying ?
you’re gonna walk away from this ?
where am i supposed to go ?
can we stop and think about this rationally ?
how long has it been since you’ve slept ?
why can’t we be civil about this ?
what makes you so special ?
where is all of this coming from ?
how are we gonna get out of here ?
you’ll never leave me , right ?
were you in on this ?
care to join me for a bit ?
shows what you know , doesn’t it ?
do you want to get out of here ?
what were you expecting to happen ?
what are you working on ?
i can tell you’re upset , what happened ?
when can i see you again ?
where do we go from here ?
can you sit up for me ?
how long have you been awake ?
what are you getting out of this ?
can we put this behind us ?
where are you ? nobody’s heard from you .
how can i make this go away ?
were you following me ?
where does it hurt ? show me .
[ name ] , what the hell ?
hey … can i ask you something ?
you’re not gonna tell me where we’re going ?
really ? you’re gonna do that right here ?
are you even listening to me ?
we can help each other , right ?
hey … did you hear that ?
you have no idea who i am , do you ?
how long have you known ?
what exactly are you asking me to do ?
how was i supposed to know that ?
are you new around here ?
can you stop and listen to me for a second ?
do you think there’s something wrong with me ?
what , you think i’m not qualified ?
why did you help me ?
can you just look at me , please ?
what can i do to convince you ?
where did we go wrong ?
oh my god , are you bleeding ?
why the long face ?
are you trying to get yourself killed ?
what do you make of this ?
how much do you wanna bet ?
you’re sure this will work ?
why are you so concerned about me ?
what are you trying to prove ?
did you ever care about me ?
are you drunk ?
isn’t this amazing ?
how long have you been standing there ?
what are you suggesting ?
why are you such a pessimist ?
did you know them ?
can we call it a day ?
where did you come from ?
˚ʚ ⁀➷ㅤ@fiyresㅤsays:ㅤㅤ❝ ah kyoko - chan . . . are you mad at me ? ❞
𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓; at thirteen, she had once thought the heart strong enough to endure the weight of pain, the hunger of a soul's emptiness, and the uncertainty of the futureㅤ───ㅤ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐱-𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬, and that kyoko's dearest ones would not suffer, for she would be there to alleviate their heartaches.
at twenty three, things are no longer so simpleㅤ───ㅤ( and no longer so sweet. )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤi'm not mad, tsu-kun.ㅤ’ㅤㅤhow selfish would she have to be, to see the man who had sunk his fists into the fire for them to feel its warmth and not be burned, and feel anger? to stomp her feet and clench her own fists, as if something as inane as her own anger would be important enough to speak of? the pit in kyoko's stomach is not so violent, yet no less ugly.
she lowers her gaze, hesitant, always hesitant to vocalize things she knows would paint a frown upon his gentle face, and when she looks back up, her smile is the serenity of the dawn after a long night's storm, but her eyes are sad as she grasps his hands in hers. ㅤㅤ‘ㅤi'm worried. i heard you got attacked on your way out of the meeting with the cavallone last week. why didn't you come to me earlier?ㅤ’
𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 , prospering in the wake of destruction ━━ the fire wherein ruin lays . tsunayoshi had coveted for these tokens of armistice to arise upon his ascendancy , the prowess under his command enough to instill fear . old dogs , however , 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 . the hopes borne through his younger years just that : the inklings of mind too naive still ( i was just a kid , just a kid ) .
he had never quite mastered the skill to slip into his masquerade of all things grace in presence of his family ; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 - 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 , the eyes too weighted to be anything but wearied . ❝ i am sorry . ❞ the syllables fester , branch into acerbity ━━ the luminance of quixotic empyreans limpid . alike a broken voice recorder , a repetition thieving intent . he swallows , feels the need to pocket his hands ( blemished , in shades of moribund violets , thinned by the italicized urgency to reassure vongola’s armament ) but he does not . squeezes instead , a mourning teetering its margins . ❝ it was a silly little mishap , nothing worth losing sleep over . ❞ unfair , he muses ━━ 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 - 𝐥𝐚𝐱 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 . tries , again : ❝ i never wanted to see this anguish in your eyes , knowing i am the one who put it there . ❞
oh? so a certain sky is still alive. good.
❛❛ hah , i would almost think you are happy to see me , hibari - san . ❜❜
⋆hibari training tsuna⋆
𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 , they have met more often than in their actuality . it is why he sees chrome’s eyes when he thinks of mukuro ━━ the shyness usually carved into the periwinkle of her iris now dulled , a deliberate contemplation asserting the shift in acquaintance . not that tsunayoshi required any external cues to identify the personage in control ; ever since their first encounter , the presence of mukuro came with a head - splitting admonition . he is reminded , ever so often , that they are threaded together by a string , strengthened by their many of agony - infused enterprises . 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 ; it was all thorned vines &. barbed wire . the battle for the rings had just been the start of something very , very ugly . despite his display of power in the battles he has fought as an adolescent , all he faced was underestimation when it was time to officially take over vongola’s mantle— a salutation to the youngest boss in history . perhaps he couldn’t blame them : old dogs never learn . 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 , the furrow of his brow set with grief &. determination ( it wasn't what he wanted for them . all he really wanted was for people to leave them alone and let them change the vongola , or whatever , in peace , but they would not . they kept trying to stop them . they kept taking from them , and i felt like i was letting them . so he made them stop ) . or , unfortunately : worked still , 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 .
❝ mukuro - san , ❞ tsunayoshi muses , the corners os his lips a tad askew . ❝ I have good news and bad news . we finally have more data on the attacks in the southern region of italy . the traces , however , are believed to belong to the estraneo family . given the information you have given us , we cannot let them be . 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 ? ❞
[ ☾ ] a starter , @nekurooma
#KHRWEEK19: July 19th || Day 6: Storm ↳ Favourite technique: Zero Point Breakthrough
Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette
— via jitterati
@fiyres : but paperwork is calling
turns his head to the other side — sorry, can't hear you, nu-uh.
❝ what about a sparring match for dessert ? ❞
❛❛ there is no other choice . ❜❜
[ ☼ ] one liner , @dyingresolve
— Nitya Prakash
❝ anyway , it still wasn't what i wanted for us . all i really wanted was for people to leave us alone and let us change the vongola , or whatever , in peace , 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 . they kept trying to stop us . they kept taking from us , and i felt like i was letting them . so i made them stop . ❞
Gavin Yuan Gao, from "Wild Nothing"
hi . i still exist .
