#yasashiiku

[never-surrender]

@yasashiiku - gets a thing

Suk-ja didn't know what she was going to do... she was so scared. So god damn scared, she wanted to puke. The men that surrounded her grinned with malicious intent, their auras whipping with colors so dark they were nearly black with their ill will towards her. Their hands reached for her... they ignored her pleas to stop as she was backed into a wall, something heavy and dangerous stirring in her chest as she attempted to prevent herself from hyper ventilating.

She wasn't entirely certain what they said to her as her blood rushed in her ears, but her body reacted to it as she took a deep breath...

And screamed.

The power that exploded from her created a dome around them that spanned nearly a half a city block, power whipping from her in not black and white ... but full of color as she tried to rip away from them. What she did, however, was beyond that.

The men falling to the ground, eyes rolld to the back of their heads, foam frothing at the corner of their mouths, Suk-ja stood in the wake, entirely unaware of what she had just done...

And entirely unable to reign in the power she had just unleashed as she crouched, holding her head, tears streaming from her eyes... and desperately tried to tuck it back away despite its unwillingness to cooperate.

[whirling-fangs]

“How long have I been asleep?” ( from shou ! )

random questions // accepting!

The boar looked down at his closed hands, and extended his fingers one after the other. He held out three of them on each hand, palms turned towards his companion.

"That many days and that many nights. For a moment, I thought you were dead, but you never stopped breathing, so... I figured you were just getting your strength back one way or another."

A small fire lit up the cave where they had taken refuge. Shou would hear the raging storm outside, the wind howling from the entrance of the cave, thunder rolling at frequent intervals.

"It hasn't stopped raining since day two. It's like the sky's mad at us or something... I thought of bringing you back, but with all that rain, it would've been the same as dumping you straight into the river."

Inosuke lacked the means to understand what a typhoon was, unfortunately.

"Speaking of the river, its become twice as big now. I tried to find a way across, but even if we cut down a tree, it'd just get swept away. So we gotta wait it out... or walk the long way 'round."

Boar eyes finally set down on his companion. Even with the mask hiding his features, it wasn't hard to tell how exhausted he was.

"You feeling alright?"

[tvrningout-a]

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜ from Shou to Kaigaku cuz why not :>

it's here somewhere... | @yasashiiku asks kaigaku a question!

has he ever lost someone? what kind of question is that ( the kind that dredges up memories of pigtail braids and incense, regret and guilt )? everyone's lost someone, otherwise they wouldn't be here. the corps is made up of mourners and the offspring of mourners, brought together by a common culprit. of course he's lost someone.

he might be the reason they're all gone, but he lost them all the same.

" does it matter? " kaigaku grunts, swallowing his food despite the loss of his appetite. his teal gaze meets shou's, almost challenging. " i'm still here, and if you want to be able to say the same, you should worry about your own neck. " no amount of talking about it will bring them back. it won't change anything.

[regensia]

@yasashiiku

"Suzuki-kun! My apologies, do you have a moment?"

[vonerde-archive]

— 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚-𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡. ft. @yasashiiku (kyojuro)

" you have to leave from here, slayer. " crystalline irises glistened within the sparse light that was able to shine through the thick leaves of the forest. "it is not safe here for you!"

[regensia]

@yasashiiku / Shou said . . .

❝ I'm here to mourn the loss of your youth, but hey! At least you're one year closer to senior discount! Congratulations. ❞ ( Happy birthday wishes from Shou to the bastard child-kicker of all times. lmao. )

"Young Suzuki-kun, didn't anyone tell you to respect your elders?" There is a bit of mirth in Shimazaki's tone, at least as much as he would muster as a hand lifted to pat the other's head. He knew that'd probably annoy Shou and potentially ruin the hairstyle – he could feel the hair product beneath his palm – but that was the fun of being older, wasn't it? Getting on a kid's nerves just because he could, and with little to no real consequences.

He respected Shou not only because of who in particular his father was, but because the kid was a talented esper in his own rights. He was a little more grounded in reality, but in the end, he was still a young teenager, prone to a head full of hormones and impulsiveness. Who knew what kind of trouble the kid got up to when he slipped away? Shimazaki had an idea, but decided it wasn't really his business anyways and would keep any gleaned information or secrets to himself.

"But I know you won't listen either way. Thank you, I'll mourn plenty tonight."

[never-surrender]

@yasashiiku​ asked:  ❝ Suk-ja-saaaaan! ❞ The red head calls loudly from the garden of the the estate, he walks toward the caretaker while trying to balance two baskets of freshly dried laundry over his head. ❝ The sun is going down so I'll be leaving! I thought I would grab these for you quick, you really need to have more time for yourself! ❞ ( from shou cuz he can be nice to those he likes <3 )

There was still so much that needed to be done ... supplies needed to be restoked after a gathering of slayers came to them injured, beds needed to be changed for the ones that had left already, areas to be disinfected, reports to fill out to take the notes of each patient and put them in their file ... the last thing on her mind was laundry at the moment. She would likely get to it eventually, or somebody else would see it and ensure that it got done ... and the later did eventually happen as Suk-ja stepped out into the air to bring the freshly cleaned cloths they had previously been using. 

Dark eyes widened at the sight, setting down her own basket to hurry forward and reach up, gently taking one of the baskets from him with a concerned look. “Shou! You didn’t have to do that..” despite it, the grateful smile on her features was hard to miss, propping the basket on her hip. “Come on, I’ll show you where to put them ... I’ll fold them later-” or more likely somebody else will come see them and fold them for her because she’d forget. 

“Thank you, Shou ... what’re you doing here so late anyways?””

[whirling-fangs]

❛   if i could make a deal with god, and i’d get him to swap our places.  ❜  ( from Aoi abt Shinobu :'> )

quotes that broke me starters // accepting!!

The boar's head tilted slowly to the side, his confusion almost palpable.

"A deal with god? What's that s'posed to mean? Aren't gods like, fake people that humans made up so they can blame them for everything bad that happened to them? Why would you make a deal with someone who's not real?"

The rest of her sentence was just as baffling to him. He had to take a pause, as he tried to figure out why this would even seen like a good option to her.

"Is it because she's a Hashira, and you're not? Do you wish you were stronger? It's not like she's strong strong, you know. You can probably lift much heavier things than her."