* anti / crowds .

[lethalclouds]

i’ll reply to all things on THURSDAY.

[sinnnieren]

Please reblog this if it is okay to send you memes a few hours after you reblogged them. So timezones/work do not lock out some people of meme fun

[666thillusion-blog]

                                  Everybody waiting for the fall of man.                                         Everybody praying for the end of times.                                         Everybody hoping they could be the one.                                          I was born to run, I was born for this.                                                                                           Whip, whip.                                          Run me like a racehorse,                                             Pull me like a ripcord.                                     Break me down and build me up.            I wanna be the slip, slip.                                              Word upon your lip, lip.                                                            Letter that you rip, rip.                                                                  Break me down and build me up. Whatever it takes.                                   ‘Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins.                                                                        I do whatever it takes.                           ‘Cause I love how it feels when I break the chains.                                                                                                 Whatever it takes.                                    Yeah, take me to the top I’m ready for. Whatever it takes.                                           ‘Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins.                                            

                                                 I do what it takes .

( ind. sel. & priv. FRAN of KHR as loved by Uriel. like or reblog to interact! )

[comsubinqueen-blog]

*   I’m coming in the Cherokee gasoline.                             There’s steam on the window screen.                                               Take it, take it,                        Wheels bouncing like a trampoline.

 When I get to where I’m going, gonna have you trembling.

Live fast, die young.               /          Bad girls do it well.

( you know what to do, it’s uriel hitting you up with his queen. like or reblog to interact ! )

[lethalclouds]

give me love on lal, ok ?

[gojosattoru]

★ HIBARI KYOUYA ★ | ☁ VONGOLA CLOUD GUARDIAN ☁ |  ↳ Happy Birthday to my beloved and sweet Angel @hibarii ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )

[mocatarosu]

6918

[10thmist]

@lethalclouds

[lethalclouds]

*scowls @10thmist a.k.a my hatebf*

[lethalclouds]

 So, in this post, I’ll be talking about 1869. If that’s not your jam, well. I have no idea what you’re doing reading this. Scroll, through bud. Now, for the rest of us heathens! Let’s move on, yeah?

( You can’t lie. They’re two sides of the same coin. Even when they fight together as a TEAM, it’s pointed out that they compliment each other well BY REBORN OF ALL PEOPLE. )

The fact that they fight together in sync says a lot. These are two people who have been at each other’s throats from day one. Yet when it’s needed, they can put down their bs to do what needs to be done. Not to mention, they pay attention to each other’s movements enough to be able to defend and attack perfectly. Despite the fact that they’re in the middle of a fight, where you should only pay attention to what could kill you. They have proven to each other that they’re worthy of their respect. 

I think it’s amazing that these two are so, obsessed with each other that they can drown the world out and immediately start clashing. They’re more concerned with each other than the world outside what they have going on. Their actions almost border around possession as they can’t be defeated unless it’s the other person doing the defeating. They refuse it.

And can you just imagine them in a couple dynamic? It’s almost terrifying.

It could start in the middle of a fight, an impressive move that took the other by surprise. They’re already quite impressed with each other and if someone takes it up a notch??? They could easily up themselves to a true hateship. Hatesex in the moonlight underneath my enemy’s fucking weapons. I mean. Am I wrong? They’re just. Incredibly intriguing. Even if they actually eventually form a romantic relationship, the possessive nature of “this person is meant to be mine for one reason or another” that they share is inevitable. Hell, they could break up and resume their old shit of just trying to kill each other, because that’s who they are: Two men interested in the strength of the other. And only in them, because they both have never met someone else to make them feel like that. 

@10thmist​

[lethalclouds]

 wherever she goes, he’ll follow. 

whatever she desires to see, he’ll take her.

whatever she needs, he’ll create it.

whatever she commands, he’ll do.

there was a strangeness to have one restriction, one rule.

if it is for her, it is to be done.

he disliked being tied down, but she had found a way to make it seem almost a pleasure to have a chain around his neck.

it was a terrifying feeling, but one he could appreciate.

if every night, his arms could hold her.

if in the morning, her lips would waken him.

it’s worth it if he wins the prizes she provides.

if in the middle of the night, he’s allowed to remove the covers from her and show her his appreciation.

it seems okay to do as she says.

if in the end, she allows him to be free with her -- it is with her whom he desires to be.

@prsonatm​

[nicolevillacis]

Gigi, 1958

[lethalclouds]

@10thmist

[recaption]

[lethalclouds]

@prsonatm

[garrett-hawkes]

Love at first sight? Tired, boring.

Love at first assassination attempt? Spicy

[10thmist]

@lethalclouds

[lethalclouds]

 @prsonatm​ said:  as much as chrome tried to stay wide awake , her entire body gave in by the way her eye slowly closed to unconsciously resting her head onto the disciplinary’s shoulder & innocently fast asleep .

               The two had made it up on the roof by Hibari’s insistence. He felt like talk of their second life should be reserved and private. Though, after they finished their conversation, they were stuck in a stand still. Their company became more than enough for them as they settled quietly, watching the sky. Normally, Hibari would’ve run her off, but she wasn’t quite like the rest. She never made unnecessary sounds or ran her mouth needlessly. They were qualities he wished everyone had. The ability to know when to stay out of someone’s way. Through their silence, he noticed that she was beginning to doze off next to him. Minutes later, he felt his shoulder weighed down by the girl’s head.

                               He sighed, how troublesome. Now what was he to do? If he moved too harshly, he’d wake her up. But he knew that they could not stay in that position forever. She’d wake in pain and he’d eventually need to eat or go to the restroom. He thought about how to move her for a good while until he thought of where he could place her down. Gently, he places his hands under her thighs and around her back. He lifts with his legs as he stands to full height, beginning to carry her princess-style. The best place for her would be the reception room. The walls are conveniently thicker than anywhere else in the school so, she would get a taste of silent rest.

                           The couch there would also give her a decent place to nap for the time being. Though, there are no blankets there for her so, she’d eventually end up cold. He frowned as he made his way there. What could he use to prevent it? He continued, pensively until he found himself in front of the door with a new challenge -- opening it with no hands. He rolled his eyes before  maneuvering Chrome’s body a certain way, with the upmost care, in order to open the door. Luckily, he’s no slouch. He gets it open without too much of a struggle and without waking her. Once inside, his eyes immediately focus on the green couch. He places the woman gently on it, instinctively taking his jacket off and wrapping it around her sleeping form. Her sleeping face appears to relax from the change of location and the warmth brought on from his jacket. Hibari sighs in relief before locking the door and sitting on the window sill afterwards. He’d guard her sleep and protect her from any nightmares. 

[lethalclouds]

 Not that he often admits it or tells anyone, but Hibari is actually a good cook. He finds creating something from nothing quite entertaining. Sometimes, he cooks up a storm just to put his pent up energy into something. His favorite dishes to make involve meats as they tend to be harder to perfect. The correct temperature and their delectable tastes after being seasoned give Hibari a love of making steaks and ribs. He has a spice rack with a bunch of different spices, some of which he hasn’t even tried yet. Sharing his work is a bit complicated for him, though. He’d cook only for those he feels are truly deserving of food. He just happens to think cooking would make him look weak.

[mocatarosu]

6918

[lethalclouds]

@10thmist

[lethalclouds]

Bites u 2 death

Is that a threat or a promise ?

[lethalclouds]

@goreburdened​ is owed a starter !

                                 ❝ Do you happen to know where the blue haired vagabond is? ❞

It was a simple question, but one that would not have an easy answer. He’d probably end up having to beat it out of his lackey. Not that he felt any certain way about advancing the easy way or the hard way. Hibari always enjoyed a good tussle. He had been searching for a rematch since his last scrap with Mukuro. This desire ended up leading him to Kokuyo Land and interviewing the first person in green that he recognized. The familiar glasses had given him away. 

            ❝ Oh? Are you keeping quiet on me? Shall I just get his whereabouts from you the easy way? ❞

         And just like that, things had gone from bad to worse. Hibari took out his tonfas, eyes narrowing at his target. If he didn’t get a favorable answer, he was going to force one out. Even if it was false, he’d just come back and get the next idiot to reveal Mukuro. There was nothing that could keep him away.

[incorrectkhr]

Mukuro: hey, Kyoya, what’s your number

Hibari: *visibly texting* i don’t have a phone