#fearfulfortitude

[gravercbbing-blog]

“it’s you again, huh?”

her voice is slightly muffled from behind the mask, and the grave robber grips the quinque in her hands tighter as she moves to take an offensive stance, barely bothering to give mutsuki a glance in his direction.

“don’t smell the rest of your squad.  at least i know for a fact the ukaku is dead.  were you volunteering to be the next part of the collection?”

@fearfulfortitude

[pewrekur-blog]

“Mutsuki--if we spend all our time in coffee shops, how do we get anything done these days?”

@fearfulfortitude

[irxsu-blog]

@fearfulfortitude

Sleep seemingly wasn’t something coming to her tonight. After a while of tossing and turning she gave up, left her bed and went out of her room.

She pondered on what she should do now; playing games, while the first thing to cross her mind, was hardly a good idea. She could barely keep her eyes open from all the nights of stolen sleep, the events of the latest operation still haunting her.

So maybe talking with someone would be a better idea? Then again, who was even still available for such a thing? She gulped and quickly shook her head when she noticed the tears that were beginning to form in her eyes again, deciding that she would look for Mutsuki.

Carefully and as silent as she could, Saiko walked to his room and quietly opened the door.

“Mucchan, are you still awake…?”

[anxiietas-blog]

"I'm sorry that you must have to carry this burden. I'm sorry for everything."

Lord of the Rings {Sentence Starters} (accepting!)

“This is not your fault.”  His body shakes, his voice quivers, and Tooru exhales, looking over at Tohru with a nervous expression.  They still match, and that’s some small reassurance--that their kakuhous match, they still match.  They still match.  “I volunteered, the same as you did.  We’re going to be together, okay?  This is not your fault.  I volunteered.”

If only he believed what he was saying.

[absenteeiism-blog]

mutsuki: *does the good*

hide: i'm gay

[pewrekur-blog]

@fearfulfortitude is afraid of the star wars spoilers i have!

“Rank 1, we need to move.  I need you to come with me.  We’re on a short time limit, and frankly, we can’t afford to miss out on this.  Follow me.”

[haemophobic-blog]

❤

Send me ❤ on anon and I’ll compliment someone at random!  (accepting)

okay lemme just say every time i see abby @fearfulfortitude on my dash i feel like my heart is doing some weird clenching doki thing like?? abby is so good so pure i just wanna make her happy forever she’s so good with mucchan tbh im so envious of her writing skill....  abby ur a gem and never let anybody take away ur shine

[absenteeiism-blog]

@fearfulfortitude responded to the starter call!

          “mutsuki--”  hide grunts as he narrowly blocks the punch mutsuki gives him, moving to try and take a few steps back  and away from the younger man.  they’ve been sparring for a few weeks now--primarily hand-to-hand.  it’s been AMAZING, to see how far the young man has progressed in such a short amount of time, even as hide is flipped onto the ground, his arm pulled behind him.

          “ouch--ah--okay, okay, alright!”  he laughs out then,  “i give, i give!  uncle, uncle!”

[urie-k-blog]

♎ - What is one thing you love about your writing? ✾ - What do you look for in other people’s writing?

Send the mun questions about their writing process.

What do you look for in other people’s writing?

Answered.

What is one thing you love about your writing?

I’m actually very skeptical of my own work, when it comes to anything I do. But I have pride in it because I’m able to express myself articulately, in ways that I can’t express myself through speech. When I write, I’m able to put my thoughts on paper, I’m able to express things so freely, and it isn’t a matter of conceit, it’s a matter of personal pride and contentment, that I can at least express myself in a way that is so powerful when put to use-- to make other people feel what I feel and in my own way makes me feel less isolated in my existence.

[pewrekur-blog]

Mutsuki put one hand on Hide's shoulder before lightly ghosting the fingers of his free hand over Hide's fingers. He gave a shy smile and tilted his head.

Touch my muse! (not accepting)

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

Fingers: Friendship/amicable

He doesn’t notice the contact being made at first.  But once he does, he swallows and smiles, gently squishing Mutsuki’s hand in return.  “I’m glad we’re friends too, Mutsukun!”

[shinxhara-blog]

ooc; number 11 for the drabble meme!

11. (adulthood) What is ‘family’ to them?

Family can be anything from the smell of a home-cooked meal, to the sound of his children’s laughter or the familiar warmth of hugging his wife when work gets rough and he’s unsure if he’ll make it back home tonight. 

Family is also his colleagues at the CCG, their dedication, their loyalty, it’s all the things that make work worth it to him. Knowing that the selflessness isn’t one sided, rather, they all look out for each other, risk their lives for each other. He’s been to enough funerals to know that they’d take care of him, do him justice the way he tries to do them justice. 

If ever he were to come out of a raid, completely immobile, he knew that they’d come visit him, check on him. And that feeling of knowing that someone cares, knowing that so many care, it’s what he believes defines the meaning of family. Caring and being cared for in return. 

[absenteeiism-blog]

"It's just a feeling. I don't think I'll be coming back."

Lord of the Rings {Sentence Starters} (accepting)

          “and why do you say that?  you’re stronger than you believe yourself to be, mutsukun,”  hide says as he clasps a hand on mutsuki’s shoulder, looking at him with a rather serious expression,  “besides!  how am i supposed to PAY YOU BACK for lunch if you don’t come back?”