#prefected

[itegasumi]

😃 heh

Send ( 😃 ) if you want to plot with me 

cracks my knuckles hello kyouya let’s be besties !!!! : )))

[memorien-blog]

       ❛  ... do you think i shouldn’t get involved either, hibari-san ?  ❜  she understands the others’ reservations, but isn’t she mixed up with the vongola already ?  it made sense that she learn what she can, help her friends instead of inconvenience them.   /   @prefected ♥’d

[memorien-blog]

       ❛  you know, it’ll be difficult for you to blend in like this.  ❜   /   @prefected ♥’d

[memorien-blog]

prefected replied to your post:

im mobile i cant look at your muses but u have … a khr chara right. give them all to me

me as me makin you a starter for each khr chara i got Immediately

[itegasumi]

          it is past two a.m., the hour where ghost sightings occur most and beneath the fairy blue moonlight, chrome resembles a wandering spirit: ivory skin emitting a dim glow that only ethereal beings possess and ascending nanimori shrine’s stairs in silence. she is no ghost but it is her craft to become a quiet haze settling in ― unforeseen and subtle; the mist.

          tonight, however, her visit is known; kyouya sits at the nanimori shrine entrance waiting for her. at the sight of vongola’s very own cloud guardian snug in his hanten and content, draws a gentle fondness in her and chrome smiles. “I’m back, kyouya-san.” I’m home goes unsaid, on the tip of her tongue when he welcomes her and despite the autumn chill, she feels warm. she is home ― here in nanimori, here with vongola, here by him (family).

          “I’m glad I made it for the meteor shower; I almost thought I’d miss it since my flight was delayed.” chrome says, placing a plastic bag in between them. “I’ve brought some snacks to enjoy with the tea if you’d like some.”

@prefected

[serxinus]

🎈 smh its probably him sharing his bento or something 😔

Soft Intimacy Meme

🎈 - Bring my muse something to cheer them up

Takeshi seldom found himself slipping into that dark, unceasing ravine in his heart. It was a rare thing these days, after finding friendship with Tsuna and Gokudera.

But they still happened, and Takeshi tended to prefer being alone whenever he’s in his ‘moods’. 

He did not expect Hibari to come upon him. His first reaction was to stand up and escape the vicinity. Usually, he doesn’t mind a spar or two with the other Guardian. But today he’s tired, and he’s too listless to move, and he just hoped that Hibari would leave rather than demand a fight or try to beat him up.

Having a bento practically shoved into his lap was unexpected though. He blinked down stupidly at the bento lunchbox, still steaming warm in his hands. 

[tsuganaii-blog]

‘ yeah you jerks, you better keep running if you know what’s good for you ! ’ she bellows, eyebrows furrowed and a clenched fist waved in the air. with two or three boys running away from a clearly furious makoto. and said makoto comes from around the corner, just watching them run away. of course, there’s yelps and whines of how “unlady-like” she is and how she may as well be a “delinquent”. that causes her to start to chase after them again.

but she instead skids to a stop, looking to one of the onlookers. she opens her mouth to ask if they’re one of the jerks that had just passed by, but just barely stops. if they were, they would have ran at the sight of her. but, at least so far, they hadn’t. that at least clears that up to her. so she sucks on her teeth, lowering her fist and now crossing her arms, looking up and down at them.

‘ they were being stupid. ’ she states plainly. as if it is to justify her reasoning as to why she was going to attempt to chase and most likely try to pummel them. ‘ ‘s not my fault they don’t have basic courtesy to their classmates. ’

@prefected liked for a starter !

[tempxsta]

is that a scar, burn, or tattoo? if it’s the last, what does it mean?

“It’s a tattoo, and it’s a a reminder of what the storm flame is.  The storm is meant to be a core attacker, and to destroy everything in its path.   Hurricanes may match it but fire describes it perfectly.”