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( just a heads up that I kinda sorta moved KanKan to my multimuse, because it was kinda hard to keep hopping through different blogs keep up with everyone's activities and so forth, and since I don't wanna abandon my boy completely, I won't archive / change url of this blog either. I'll be just playing him on my multi which will still be linked to this blog as well, so you can still send messages and whatnot. Anyways, see you there!~ ♡ )
ANGER WAS : BETTER THAN TEARS BETTER THAN GRIEF BETTER THAN GUILT
Grief is just love with no place to go.
– unknown // Art piece by Ikenaga Yasunari
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“This world is dark and it’s so hard to breathe… but in this instant, when I laughed along with you, I felt that breathing just got a little more easier.” —- ★ Kanda Yuu ★ ↳ Birthday gift for my lovely Tosh @yuukaanda ❤ ❤~
You keep storing up all that anger and grief. Eventually it spills over. Or you drown in it.
— Leigh Bardugo
Wang YiBo • Xie Yun
王一博 • 謝允
Legend of Fei / 有翡 (2020) ⚔️
❖┋ ( vagomvndo ) ！
❛ BETTER THAN NOTHING INDEED, ❜ wei wuxian echoed with a shrug. it’d been the motto he’d lived by these past few months, and while it would not sustain him forever, it did the job well enough for now. there was always a later, though. later, when the burial mounds were made hospitable ; later, when the sects’ animosity would hopefully die down and they could make a livelihood outside of these haunted lands again. one couldn’t feed on hopes and dreams, but beggars couldn’t afford to be choosers.
HE CROSSED HIS ARMS, looking the other up and down.❛ what? i’m conducting an experiment, so i need something concrete to work off of, not just your accounts. ❜ but even preparing himself for an impressive display of power didn’t keep him from flinching, hands flying up to shield his face from the dust and batting it away just in time to see the last of the rocks crumbling, revealing the darkened cave’s entrance.
❛ IMPRESSIVE, ❜ he muttered. ❛ your strength definitely outmatches an average fierce corpse’s, and the break is clean, so you do have a better measure of control than most, but… ❜ he trailed off, eyes drifting to the gash in dead flesh.❛ it’s not viable, though. what happens if no one patches you up in between bouts? ❜ wei wuxian gestured him closer, rummaging through his pockets for the needle and thread he usually carried around for both crafting and repairs for a-yuan’s dolls.❛ come here, i’ll put that back together before it can get worse. ❜
He had to admit that there wasn’t any comfort in that situation; Maybe because it was that man surrounded by rumors and claims, or because of the relationship they had and the events that lead to that moment, maybe all these circumstances; How did he manage to regain consciousness even after being brutally murdered by whom he once called his comrades? Why didn't he just stay dead instead of having to wander through this hell of Earth? He never feared death in life. In fact, death had always been present in his simple life, especially when he became a man of war. Yet, his current state of it was much more frightening than the idea of ··joining the mountains of corpses that piled up during these last times of violence. Still, thinking too much about it would only distance his head from the present moment, in addition to worsening his mood, which was not quite an acceptable alternative now ━━━━━━━━━━ it would only lead to nothing.
If there was still a need to breathe, he would certainly be panting. Especially after witnessing the damage his own bare hands have caused. It was as exciting as it was scary, in fact. However, as he turned and faced the Diabolist's expression, the distance between his eyebrows shortened in slight confusion. What could the expression on his face mean? Isn’t this enough? But before he could say a word, his eyes quickly notice the needle in his hands, causing his face to furrow even more, almost comically even.
❛❛ Just what the hell do you think you're doing ━━━━━ ?! ❜❜ Exclamation comes wrapped in hesitation as he takes a step backwards, before finally realizing that the small discomfort in his arm isn’t just a simple discomfort but his hanging arm swinging free! Now the expression of astonishment was more and more evident. ❛❛ How is this possible?! ❜❜ Shouldn't his body be a little tougher? Well, he is dead after all, but this feeling is totally different than taking damage in life. After some brief moments of comic reluctance, his body finally sees to surrender and stay still, but by no means calm as tension still afflicts the muscles. Still, there’s an attempt to collect his thoughts and what’s left of his composure whilst the Cathayan allows the other to do the necessary repairs, glancing down and muttering: ❛❛ I might have strength, even magic or whatever you Cultivators call, but I can't control shit ━━━━━━━━━━ it doesn't make me much better than those walking monsters. ❜❜
Wang YiBo • Xie Yun
王一博 • 謝允
Legend of Fei / 有翡 (2020) ⚔️
N39
❖┋ ( inkxpapers ) ！
How so? A snort freely made its way past the redhead’s lips. What a loaded question, indeed. He found himself shaking his head at the other male without putting much consciousness into it, the move more instinctual than on purpose. That’s just how used he was to denial – Which was not just a river in Egypt but a whole, deep and dark ocean. It was safe to say…. Lavi had never been fond of deep, cold waters. “ Yuu! yer not listenin’.” He didn’t blame Kanda, perse. Aware of how the Swordsman was at least trying this time around to understand something further from the way he had always seen the world. How he had always been so sheltered. Some personal opinions would be hard to bend and shift. “ It stopped bein’ ‘bout that for me. What would I have left?” He raised a gloved hand then, proceeding to count down with his fingers what would seemingly await beyond the Oder for him given the case. “ Failure, disappointment, self hate, guilt, no purpose in life – ‘nd last but not least: very, very dead friends that I happen to actually care ‘bout.”
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In spite of his own curiosity for the words to come, there’s here a slightly unsuccessful attempt to conceal his lack of enthusiasm with the what was just received, as translated in a rather emphatic eyeroll. Especially given the almost irritating tranquility and frankness of his listener, even after his successive attempts to understand, to make any goddamn sense of the circumstances surrounding both of them, as if it would be something so obvious for the other to grasp. But not for this forged creature, frustrating as it was. His head hung at the end of redhead' assertions and in the face of the fact that they were more reasonable than he would like to admit, a frown becoming obvious in his features.
❛❛ I get it, I get it ———————— You’re the one that’s not listening! ❜❜ And any vain attempt to appear naturally indifferent ends up being blown away with just one sentence. Tension strikes the Apostle's body, leaving him slightly startled for a few seconds, trapping him in a distressing feeling of not knowing what to answer ———————————— nor what to feel. This was certainly not the kind of answer he wished for. Maybe there wouldn't be any other choice for himself after all. But at the same time, he strangely managed to find some kind of similarity in the words of his fellow Exorcist. Not that he could accurately express the nuances of his concerns, nor expose himself as weaker than a human. ❛❛ With this war or not, you and your kind still can get a fucking life, that’s what I said. ❜❜ Once again, phonemes are forced out of the mouth, still unsure about what kind of feelings should he bear. ❛❛ But if you want to stay away of all this so badly, honor your duty in and out of the battlefield, it’s the least you can do. ❜❜
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❖┋ ( vagomvndo ) ！
OH, DOES HE UNDERSTAND. such is the threat of raw power at your fingertips, bound to destroy you unless you manage to chain it down first. luckily, wei wuxian has had practice faking serenity. whether or not his faith wavers or not does not matter, only that those who follow him believe it will not. ❛ none right now, but it’s what i’m meant to help with, isn’t it? ❜ his voice softens ever so slightly, betraying the streak of kindness he’d rather let the rest of the cultivation world believe he lost. ❛ i swore i’d do my best, and i think you’ll find said best isn’t too shabby. ❜
WITH THOSE WORDS, he strides out of the hut, confident enough that kanda will follow him not to turn back until he stops before a mold-ridden rock formation, presumably hiding the entrance to a cave of sorts.❛ here. this should do for now. ❜ he jerks his chin towards the obstacle, brows raised.❛ a regular fierce corpse would have something of a hard time moving these — believe me, i tried. they’ve been here for so long they’ve basically fused together, so there’s no need for you to hold back on your strength. ❜
The sun’s rays that now rotted his pale flesh were infinitely easier to bear than the uncertainty of his future. Were it not for the fact that he no longer needed it, his breathing would certainly be hard and unsteady now as he faces his hands on the simple table where he was at.
❛❛ Better than nothing, I suppose ━━━━━━ ? ❜❜ He is, of course, in no position to complain, it's way more than anyone has ever offered anyway. However, before any more harsh words could be addressed to the cultivator, he soon realized that he had left, staring at nothing for a few moments. Did he really have to follow him? Before anger could take over his body, a single movement was enough to get him up, following the other in large and heavy steps. ❛❛ You want me to do what?! ❜❜ He replied in disbelief at first, glaring at the somewhat intimidating set of rocks, but tried to obey; The faster he did it, the faster this nonsense could end. ❛❛ Ugh, whatever. ❜❜
A direct attack. One that ends up producing an incredibly loud noise, scaring the nearby crows away. Quite an achievement, judging by the huge size of the hole opened. However, as soon as the dust settled, it became evident that more than just the rocks were broken: The forearm used to attack is now parted in two! Still, Kanda didn't seem to notice, as he looked at the Diabolist with a gleaming confidence and a cocky smile, continuing: ❛❛ So ━━━━━━━━━━ What do you think? ❜❜
❖┋ ( agalere ) ！
“Is that what it looks like?”
Do those sharp eyes not catch the ire that was seething? Waiting to bloom —releasing a chaotic evil that lay in slumber. While one hand had pressed in an effort to restrain him the other had balled into a fist, nails digging against the lace of her gloves, the delicate silk ruined under the pressure. When the redness of their coats had dissipated their howls and cheers smothered by the townspeople did she relent. A quick glance, as she caught the torn material revealing small crescent moons where her nails had dug. That’s how you do it? It resonated — echoing within her. A sharp turn, visage almost lost, hidden behind a porcelain mask as she spoke.
“Remember, let the malice grown and when the time comes you sink your teeth and let the poison rot them from within.”
To wait, a restraint to the quick tempered. But to her it was the most important, the most logical. Did he intend to barrel through ten soldiers, even if he did they had an army, and that sword he carried wont reach all of them. Don’t die a reckless death she wanted to voice, but tongue had caught itself before she did. Instead the mood shifted after an inhale.
“The day is too beautiful to be spoiled, I did say we were going shopping didn’t I?“
It can be proved to be quite difficult for a person as blunt and crude as himself to understand the delicate nuances of human behavior. Sometimes it was even easier to find similarities with wild animals than with all this unnecessary complexity. Especially in the last few days he has been spending with that woman. He has always been labelled as a simple-minded young man. And this is one of the very few impressions of others with which he could find himself able to agree. Perhaps this peasant had not yet realized exactly how intelligible his words or even his actions could be. And how dangerous they could be.
❛❛ I don't know, you tell me ——————— ! But not with those... fancy words. ❜❜ Fortunately for him, however, even the dullest of men was able to understand what a simple touch and a reprimand meant, and even anger manages to find vent in the growing tension inside the sculpted jaw: A lesson was learned ——————————— at least should be learned for now, right? The surprise seems evident in his features, arms calmly letting of the sword while a tremor almost imperceptibly spread through them. It’s no time for that or she will definitely notice! So, he tries to dissipate the momentary tension, with a discreet shake of head: ❛❛ I gave my word that I’d follow you after all, didn't I? Where do you plan to go? ❜❜
The drawing set of Allen - Kanda - Lavi - Lenalee
“The Noah are immortal? That kind of rumor…I wonder who even came up with it. Humans are beings that die. As long as they remain human, at least.”
