#Neguro

[akaneenaka33]

MIZARI!!!!! HES SO COOL! SO UNDERRATED!!!!! SO SILLY!!!!!!!! HSHSHSJSSHUSH

ミザリしっかり描いてみた

若い故に歯止めがきかなくて暴走しちゃうよねでも真国全体的にそんな感じだったよね皆若い感じがした、タオ姫が一番おとなだったってことかなコウレン姫のお気持ちも測り知れないけれど

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Was macht die Japanische Lackkunst Neguro so besonders?

Als jemand, der tief in der japanischen Kultur verwurzelt ist und durch meine Frau Yuki und unsere gemeinsamen Projekte wie Yukiorigami.de eine enge Verbindung zu traditionellen japanischen Handwerken pflegt, fühle ich mich dieser faszinierenden Welt besonders verbunden. Die japanische Lackkunst, insbesondere die “Neguro”-Technik, hat nicht nur in meiner Familie, sondern auch in unseren…

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Yona of the Dawn: Chapter 143 ~ My Favorite Bits (SPOILERS)

Well, that’s not morbid at all

It’s so tragic 😭

He’s her “Hak”

The SIMILARITIES

Lucky for him. Some real plot armor going on over here 😶

Can’t say the same for this guy...

Yup, just HakYona from a different perspective

MORE similarities

And more

😭😭😭

WHY IS THIS SO SAD

YES. DIE TRASH. DIE

Ah, man, you’re still alive? 😒

Finally, some dragon action!

YESSSSSSSS

Shin-Ah is ready to bust some heads!!!

[gugug4g4]

I thought Hak would die, but she kept him. I don't think she is going to kill the three main characters. But at the same time, she had killed complicated characters before by making them sacrifice themselves in a final redemption arc. Like Mizari and Neguro, they were such complicated yet BEAUTIFUL characters

OH I AM SCARED

Akatsuki no yona speculations:

I have only two things to say:

1. If Soowon is involved in anything anymore, specially a sacrifice or solving the dragon blood/prophecy issue instead of yona, I refuse to call it Akatsuki no YONA. because at this point it should be AKATSUKI NO SOOWON.

2. And we better have a heart warming unravelling of thoughts from our king. Because he is named Mr. Soo *a lot to unpack here* Won after all.

I rest my case.

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

Bye

[buri-art]

Ok, this is an EvilAsk. (I'm so sorry, I've needed angst.) What if Mizari had actually been allowed to let all heck lose on Zeno? What would he have done, and would Kija, Shin-ah, Jae-ha, and Yoon have to watch?

You may or may not have come to the right place. 

[iluvluvnutella]

Akatsuki no Yona characters with facial scars

[arikashisaria]

Happy Birthday Neguro 🎉 one of the five stars of xing ✨

For some reasons, he seems like General Joo doh, one of the five generals of five tribes/clans 😂 (sorry for low quality, I did it too quick)

[ultimateunlucky]

[carrotcouple]

@akatsuki-no-yona-angst-week

Day 5 - Death (AO3)

Warnings: Severed Heads

Her mother used to tell her that no child should ever have to live through a war. But that was how the world was. Always at war. Her mother was lost to a war too. She wasn’t killed, but she grew sick and there was a shortage of everything during war times. She lost her mother to the world that was always at war and she had only her father, Tao, and her people. Tao was too young to understand what death meant, too young to understand what war meant, too young to understand that Kouren was constantly in so much pain.

King Junam was ruthless and the commanders under him were the same. Xing had suffered far too many losses, they were losing resources, they were losing their people, they were losing everything. So Xing decided to draw back their soldiers and beg for a cease fire. A reasonable thing, Kouren believed. A treaty could be made instead of this bloodshed.

Their soldiers would be released.

They could finally put an end to this stupid war that had taken so many of their people away.

It was over.

It was over.

It was supposed to be over.

Kouren stared in horror as it rained blood and severed heads.

People were screaming and crying, some were shouting in outrage. There was so much going on around her. Or there should have been. For Kouren, everything had gone oddly quiet and oddly still. As if time itself had stopped for her.

She watched blankly as dead eyes met hers and a severed head dropped to the ground and right by her feet.

He was a soldier that had worked in the palace before. He smiled a wide smile, babied Tao and patted Kouren’s head even when she asked him not to.

He wasn’t smiling anymore.

How strange.

She slowly knelt in front of the severed head and brushed the matted, messy and blood caked hair away from his forehead. The blood was at least several hours old. He had been dead since morning. Kouren absentmindedly rubbed cracked and drying blood from his stiff cheeks. She stared at his lifeless eyes that looked like glass and then closed them.

“Princess Kouren!” Someone shouted behind her, but that sound too, was muffled.

It was just her. Her and this soldier.

Her and this soldier and their burning hatred and rage felt for Prince Yuhon.

“Would you like to go home?” Kouren asked the soldier.

There was no answer. The man’s lips were covered in blood and motionless. Kouren closed her eyes for a moment. It was fascinating how calm she was despite boiling inside with rage, despite the severed head in her hands.

“I can take you home,” she said and then picked the man’s head up, staining her dress with half dried blood. She cradled the man’s head to herself, like a child that she loved dearly.

She looked around her and people were still crying and screaming. Several soldiers and men were trying to usher everyone away from the border. The soldier that had come with Kouren was batting away people that came near her while glancing at her in terror. Her eyes went to the camp Kouka had made in the distance, catching just the slightest glimpse of red.

Prince Yuhon.

Kouren closed her eyes and turned around, walking away with the man’s head held close.

She would make Prince Yuhon pay.

“Princess Kouren! What are you holding?” her soldier cried out. “Please let go of that immediately!”

“I’m taking him home,” Kouren said quietly, turning to look at her soldier. The man went still, horror and fear in his eyes. “Is there something wrong with taking someone home?”

“N-no, your highness,” the man looked away, unable to look her in the eyes.

Why?

Was it because of the blood that dirtied her dress, the tender way she held the head, the tears that wouldn’t stop falling from her eyes?

“Do you know where his home is?” Kouren asked.

“N-no,” the man stammered.

“I see, I will have to search then,” Kouren turned and kept walking.

She searched and searched, but she couldn’t seem to find the man’s home and anyone she asked would tell her that they didn’t know. They were all scared. Kouren didn’t understand. What were they so scared of? It wasn’t as if she were Prince Yuhon.

“Kouren, what are you doing?” her father shouted.

“Oh, father,” Kouren murmured. “I am looking for this man’s home. While I look for it, I was wondering if I could leave him with Tao.”

“Absolutely not! You mean to leave that with Tao? Throw that into the furnace at once!” her father sounded horrified.

Why?

“Why would I throw a hard working citizen into the furnace? He has done nothing wrong. Father, you cannot treat your people like that.” Kouren stared at her father and he looked even more horrified.

“Kouren, please, give that to another soldier. They will take the head to where they are paying respects to the fallen.”

Why?

“Respects?” Kouren said softly. “Respect? Is that enough?”

“Kouren?” her father asked.

“This man is not dead,” she said quietly. “He is filled with fury. He is filled with rage. He is a burning furnace himself.” She brushed her fingers against the blood stained hair, tenderly. “Respect? He does not want that. He wants blood. He wants the blood of the people of Kouka to be spilled until their rivers are red. Respect is pointless.”

Her father stared at her, speechless and then she noticed the man on the side, his face bleeding and his side maimed.

“Ah,” she walked over to him, placed the head on the floor and pressed her hands against the flowing blood on his face. He stared at her in wonder. “This man too, is not dead.” She pressed her forehead against the man’s. “Are you too, hiding that rage within your heart?”

[sorasan000]

The biggest reason Yotaka wanted to join the Five Stars was to ask Kouren about the secret to her beautiful skin. Neguro instantly regretted recruiting him asdfghjklkjhg

Of course, she agreed that she’d tell him only if he improved his fighting skills. 

[adragonisburnttree]

@akayona-hungergames here’s the icon for the toughest couple in xing

Kouren x neguro

[incorrect-akatsuki-no-yona]

Mizari: Do something fun then. Blow up a house or whatever.

Neguro: How have you survived this long?

Mizari: Dumb luck and a deal with the devil.

[vtsvro]

the five stars of xing ☆

[clockworkspider]

time travel & almost kiss for Neguro/Kouren

When Neguro dies, he travels to the future, after Kouren inherits the throne. He sees the sisters ruling side by side, and the kingdom is... stable, even prosperous. 

Kouren is sort of shocked and emotional to see him but he knows he’s out of time. Really he is just glad she is alive and well and becoming a good ruler. 

When he feels his time is running out, he leans down to kiss Kouren’s forehead and disappears as he does so. 

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Yona of the Dawn: Chapter 144 ~ My Favorite Bits (SPOILERS)

Vold has his priorities in check!

Awwwwww 🥺

Okay, this is sad. But also... What an idiot!

No, you’re jus trash with a purpose 😊

Ewwwww. Sadistic creep

Oh, come on, this can’t be the first time

I wish I was that flexible...

ASDFGHJKGFHJGF 😍😍😍😍😍

RAGING SHIN-AH 💙💙💙

We don’t get to see it often, but when we do... WOW

Yona saying his name just snaps him out of it 🥺

I mean, yes, but also no.