#i miss mizari guys

[akaneenaka33]

Remember our little murderous freak Mizari? (Lovingly, ofc. He's precious to me shut up.) Also been thinking bout him a lot lately.

literally just because of this:

I forget this happened. That Mizari is the sole reason we got ONE Kaya cameo and I think he deserves a round of applause and great thanks. I could write a whole study on this panel but I will leave this at a "thank you Mizari ramble" because to be frank I really should be asleep I have work in the morning augh-

ALSO I AM TAKING THIS AS PROOF THAT ZENO WOULD TOTALLY CHOOSE HIS WIFE OVER EVERYONE ELSE <3

Anyways. I miss her. And Mizari. Rest in peace buddy, hope the gods let you set some stuff on fire up there you lil arsonist (also hope you're annoying the heck out of your big bro Neguro lmao [They are brothers hc also I just think they're so goofy and not enough people talk about the Xing arc])

The Zeno-Mizari friendship that never was is tragic (yes he tried to torture Zeno but if ykyk) also the Taozari that never was (again YES he tried to set her on fire but considerrrrrr they would've been so!!!! So goofy!!!! This is a joke but also I'm 10000% serious my bestie and I have an au.)

[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

[carrotcouple]

Blue Skies and Eternity (AO3)

Yoon is a fox God that is losing followers, losing his powers and losing hope. Yona is a first year high school student desperate to get out of the little town she lives in. An unexpected meeting and argument tangles their fates together forever.

{Previous Chapter}

Yona was one of the unfortunate people to witness Grandma Hana fall over in her shop. The other one had been the head priest of the shrine. Hak had caught Grandma Hana and then the head priest had called the ambulance. Hak and Yona had gone straight to the hospital with her while the priest ran towards the shrine in panic. Yona had an inkling as to what he was doing. Hak and Yona waited outside of the emergency room while the boy that worked part time at Grandma Hana’s shop attempted to call her grandson who was in Tokyo.

Yona tried not to think of her own mother and how Yona had been seven when she had fallen over in the kitchen. The tea cups she had been filling shattered, tea spilled all over her beautiful black hair and soaked through her cardigan. Not a single teacup shard had pierced her skin and yet, they couldn’t save her. The doctors had said it had been a miracle she had been alive at all. Yona hated not being able to lift a finger while someone just died.

The head priest came running into the hospital and like Yona had expected, behind him came the kitsune. His hand was bleeding and he was pale, a distressed look on his face. Yona wanted to ask why he was bleeding. It was such a stark contrast to his pale skin. The head priest drew to a halt next to Yona and Hak and the kitsune didn’t even look at them. He just went straight towards the emergency room door.

“No one can go in yet,” Yona spoke up before she could stop herself. Hak and the priest looked at her and the kitsune didn’t even flinch. He stayed paused in front of the door and then slowly turned back to look at her.

“In your opinion,” he said. His voice sounded gravelly and he pushed open the door and walked in, startling both Hak and the boy frantically trying to call Grandma Hana’s son. Yona was about to start to her feet, but the head priest put his hand on her shoulder.

“Let him go,” the priest smiled at her. It was strained.

They waited in silence.

Yona thought about the kitsune, about how he had talked about Grandma Hana fondly. She looked up at the head priest who was worrying his lower lip with his teeth. His arm was broken, so it seemed. Yona wanted to ask him about the kitsune and what Grandma Hana meant to him. But the atmosphere wouldn’t let her speak a word. The kitsune was sad. Horrifyingly so.

“Fortunately for you, little girl, I don’t curse people. It’s not in my nature. I’ve gotten into a fight or two, but cursing is something I wouldn’t touch with the tip of my tail.”

Cursing people wasn’t in the kitsune’s nature, but helping people was. Yona remembered how she had scoured the library and internet resources for information about the local kitsune god. He was a God of Agriculture and Medicine. Even when the humans tried to hunt him down, he had never hurt them and instead gave them prosperity.

“What kind of God is that?”

“A kind God?”

The kitsune was a kind God.

The doors opened and the doctors came out. All of them shot to their feet.

“Can I speak to the guardian?” the doctor at the front said.

“Her...guardian is in Kuuto. I’ve been trying to contact him but it won’t get through. I am someone that works in her shop though,” The boy to the priest’s right said.

“We did all we could, but it wasn’t enough. I’m sorry,” the doctor said gently.

“Oh,” the boy said and then Yona watched him fall. The priest caught him with his good hand. Yona then realized that the kitsune hadn’t come out yet. She pushed past the doctors, rushing into the room. She heard Hak call her name.

The kitsune was kneeling by Grandma Hana’s bed, holding her hand, forehead pressed to her wrinkly knuckles.

“Iksoo, what is the point?” the kitsune asked, his voice still gravelly. “I tried. I tried everything I could. But I only delayed her death. I made her suffer more. What use are my powers when I can’t save even one of my loyal followers?” there was a bite in his tone that cut through Yona. “It’s pointless. Geuntae was right. My land is dying. My power is diminishing. I keep blaming people saying that they won’t come to my shrine. But it’s really my fault. I’m not Geuntae that inspires people to worship him. I’m not Mizari, I can’t attract people to me with my charm. I can’t do anything. Maybe I deserve to lose followers. To fade away. And then my shrine will become some historical relic and that stupid girl can put it in her bro...bro...I don’t even care what it’s called!” his hands tightened around Grandma Hana’s hand. “She was one of the very few that I had left. I could feel part of me die with her. I’m fading, Iksoo. You should let go of me too. Go find someone better to serve.”

Yona watched him silently, her heart crying for this kind kitsune God.

“Iksoo?” The kitsune turned around and his red rimmed eyes met hers. Anger bloomed across his face. “Get out! Go away!” the kitsune roared.

“Yoon?” the priest ran into the room.

“Iksoo! Get her out! Now! I can’t bear to look at her right now! Get her out!” the kitsune turned away, burying his face into Grandma Hana’s hand and screaming. The priest hurriedly grabbed Yona’s hand and started to pull her away.

“There is a point!” Yona said urgently.

“Please, miss,” the priest begged.

“There is a point! There is a point to all of th-” Yona wanted to cry.

“Go away!” Yoon slammed one hand into the floor and the tile cracked.

“Please!” the priest continued to try to pull her away.

“Wait! I want to say something!” Yona hissed.

“Yona, what are you doing?” Hak’s voice.

“You’re not those other Gods. You will never be those other Gods! But you’re our God! Listen to me!” Yona snapped.

“Please take her out before she gets hurt!” the priest said.

“He won’t hurt me!” Yona near shouted. But Hak was already hauling her out of the room. “Listen to me!”

------o------

“Yona, I heard you caused a scene at the hospital?” her father asked her. Yona frowned down at her food. There it was, the concern, the way he tried to sound sympathetic, understanding. He just wanted to cage her in, trap her in his tiny little world so that she wouldn’t leave him the way her mother did. But Yona wasn’t her mother. She wasn’t just going to disappear forever. And if she did, well, what happened happened. Her father couldn’t hang onto her in desperation to keep her by his side. She was her own whole person. Not just his daughter.

“It’s not what you think it was,” Yona muttered.

“Yona, you can talk to me about these things. I know you don’t like hospitals-” her father said gently.

“The one who doesn’t like hospitals is you, not me,” Yona said waspishly. Her father stared at her quietly and Yona got to her feet. “I’m going to school.” she stuffed the last bit of her omelette into her mouth and then got up and left.

Lili was waiting for her near the convenience store and Yona smiled gratefully at her.

“Oh, you have that face,” Lili said.

“What face?” Yona asked.

“The ‘my dad was being unreasonable again’ face,” Lili said.

“Ugh, is it that obvious?” Yona ran a hand down her face.

“Yes,” Lili chuckled. “Well, my dad just gives me the ‘what did you do now’ face these days.” Lili frowned. “Why does he just naturally assume I did something?”

���Because you’re like some kind of natural disaster, Lili,” Yona laughed.

They walked in companionable silence for a bit. Which was never a good thing with Lili cause she always had something to talk about. Yona could count the number of times Lili had stayed quiet on one hand. And all of them involved Lili thinking before she brought about a storm.

“Are you OK?” Lili asked.

“Who told you? You know what, don’t answer that. I know Soowon told you. And he heard it from Hak.” Yona closed her eyes, wanting to sink into the ground.

“Hey, all he told me was that Hak had to bodily drag you out of the hospital screaming after Grandma Hana died in the emergency room. What did you think I was going to think?” Lili asked.

“I wasn’t reliving my mom’s death, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Yona sighed. “I was trying to tell someone something important. And he needed to hear it, even if he wanted me out of his sight immediately.”

“Did you get to tell it to him?Actually you know what, don’t answer that. There’s a reason you were dragged out screaming.” Lili shook her head. “Who was it anyways?”

“If I knew, I’d tell you,” Yona said. After all, what was she supposed to say? The mysterious kitsune God from the shrine on the hill? Lili would take her straight to the hospital. Yona didn’t even know the name of the kitsune God.

No wait.

“Yoon?”

“Yoon,” Yona said the name, rolling it in her mouth and tasting it. “That’s a surprisingly lackluster name.” Ah, but he was a humble kitsune God. Yona had seen other shrines to other Gods in nearby towns. They had been large bustling shrines where everything was flashy and even the Gods’ names had been flashy. Yoon on the other hand was homey and warm. In the nicest kind of way. Although he still definitely was a God.

“Who’s Yoon?” Lili asked.

“The guy I was trying to make a point to,” Yona shrugged. “Still don’t know anything about him though,”

“I’ve never heard of a ‘Yoon’ in our town before,” Lili said.

“Oh trust me when I tell you there is one, but you’ve probably never heard of him before. Ever.” Yona said.

“Eh, weird, but fine,” Lili shrugged. “Oh yeah, whatever happened to getting the shrine’s permission?”

“They said no,” Yona shrugged.

“Huh? Why?” Lili asked. “Iksoo is one of the nicest softest guys around in town,”

“The God said no, silly,” Yona said.

“Huh?” Lili gave her a look.

“I’m serious. Iksoo was totally upset about it,” Yona said.

“Alright then,” Lili shrugged.

And just then Yona spotted a handwritten flyer stuck to the wall next to her. In bubbly and cheerful handwriting was written:

Part Time Shrine Maidens Wanted!

Please come to the Kitsune Shrine if you are interested! Details will be discussed there.

“Wow, that would sound super fishy if that wasn’t written by Iksoo of all people,” Lili leaned over Yona’s shoulder to read the flyer.

“Lili,” Yona said slowly, peeling the flyer off the wall.

“Hm?” Lili asked. Yona turned towards Lili with grin.

“Are you interested in being a part time shrine maiden?” Yona asked.

After all, Yona still had a point to make and regardless of whether she was welcome at the shrine or not. Yoon wouldn’t hurt her. She was sure of it.

------o------

[zeno-obsessed]

Storm of emotions

We have to remember the poor kid is only fifteen and probably keeps alot to himself. I wrote this fic for @genius-prettyboy-momfriend-yoon I hope you like it! 

Yun sighed as he crouched down to change Jeaha’s bandages. He wasn’t fully healed and they were already traveling. Yun had to admit, they all did look better the closer they got to the capitol. Shinha and Zeno were munching on some food. A pang went through Yun as he was reminded that at least he could help the others, Zeno was just… 

Yun shook his head. He still had nightmares from when the fire happened that night. He had looked like a burned piece of meat and then in seconds he was fine. Yun hated that. The endless torture of Zeno by Mizari did not help Yun’s nightmare situation. 

“Um, Yun. That really tight,” Jeaha complained.

“Oh! Sorry,” Yun loosened it paying more attention this time. 

“Are you okay? You usually do a wonderful job,” Jeaha inquired. 

Yun shook his head, “I’m just worried about you guys. You shouldn’t be traveling after a fight like that.” 

Kija smiled, “We’ll be fine!” 

Hak was passed out on the ground. He must’ve been exhausted too. Everyone was tired. Yun sighed, tying off Jeaha’s bandage and sat down. He glanced at Zeno, who was staring him. Yun wondered what he was worried about. He had  a way of reading their minds. Maybe it was just his experience or maybe Zeno was just a people person, but he always had a way of know exactly what they needed to hear. 

“Hey, lad,” he gave a small smile, “Do you want to come with Zeno to get some fresh water?” 

Yun nodded. He wanted to talk to Zeno anyway. They both grabbed some pots and started towards the river that was nearby. 

“Is the lad okay? You seem to be spacing out a lot,” Zeno asked. 

“A lot happened in Xing. I guess I’m just still in shock, you guys took a lot of hits and then… they tried to take you,” Yun’s voice quivered. 

“It was scary there for awhile, wasn’t it,” Zeno agreed. 

They had reached the small stream and Yun felt himself shaking. Zeno set the pot down and hugged him, “You are as strong as the rest of us, lad, but you and the miss are the youngest out of all us. It is okay to express if you are troubled.”

Yun nodded, he found himself grabbing on to Zeno’s clothing, almost crying. The fire, Mizari…

“I just don’t like it when you guys get hurt,” HIs voice cracked at hurt. 

Zeno chuckled, “We don’t like getting hurt either, but if it’s to protect you and the miss and each other, then we don’t mind.” 

“I do! There was the fire-” 

“Is that what’s gotten you so worked up? Lad, I’m fine,” Zeno insisted. 

Yun nodded, “Exactly, you’re perfectly fine and it’s disheartening. On one hand, you can protect us better than anyone and I really don’t have to worry about your well being. On the other, I’m having nightmares and I’m worried to death about you. I… I don’t like seeing you die, even if you’re not really dying.” 

Zeno nodded, “It’s okay. To make up for it, how about Zeno cooks tonight?”

Yun shook his head, “You leave huge chunks in the food when you cook. Who taught you to cook?” 

“My wife.” 

“Who taught her?” 

“Zeno thinks Kaya was self-taught.” 

“Oh that explains it.” 

“Zeno likes the way he cooks!” 

“It doesn’t get done all the way! Gosh, what am I going to do with you?!” 

[hisazuki]

Yona ch.148 spoilers

Akatsuki no Yona chapter 148 “O light, please don’t fade away” summary

Please don’t repost/reuse my scans and translations without permission. Tumblr reblog is fine.

Yotaka is still on the floor. Ayame says he shouldn’t move yet. Tae-Woo tells him to rest while he goes to meet with Soo-Won. Yotaka regrets not being able to fight or even move properly. He wonders if Neguro, Mizari and Kouren are all gone from this world already. He thinks his life/existence is meaningless.

As Soo-Won’s army march into the camp, Kye-Sook is silently looking for Yona. He can’t see her: does this mean she’s in Shin? Soo-Won greets Tae-Woo and asks if the situation in Shin is still the same. The general knows Yona spoke to him but he’s wary and doesn’t want to say too much to the king. He simply tells him there’s some kind of civil war going on right now. Soo-Won asks if the strife between the pro and anti-war factions worsened. Of course he guessed what happened...

A soldier comes and says they captured a suspicious man: it’s Yotaka!

Author notes: I’ve received my Blurays of Kodoku no Gourmet season 6! I’m watching it while working, it’s complete bliss~

He was trying to get to Shin, and since he didn’t look like someone from the Wind Tribe, they stopped him. They believe he’s a spy. Soo-Won asks him if he’s from Shin.

Yotaka: Are you... Soo-Won...? How detestable... I thought the son of that fiend would look much more unsightly...

He says he’s from Shin and he resents Yu-Hon. Now that Yu-Hon is dead, he’s been dreaming of beheading his son for a long time... If he had a weapon, he’d do it right now!

The soldier unsheathes his sword, but Tae-Woo intervenes: Yotaka is injured and in the care of the Wind Tribe. He’s not a spy. Kye-Sook glares at him. He’s from an enemy country and threatened to kill the king, yet he’s still in their care?! They should stop acting rashly. Or maybe they willingly brought a dangerous man to their camp and were waiting for the king on purpose?

Tae-Woo apologizes for acting rashly, but abandoning someone they previously rescued here would go against the Wind Tribe’s values. Yotaka is surprised. Soo-Won adds they can’t afford to randomly kill Shin citizens either. They won’t kill Yotaka. After all, they came here to open negotiations first, not (directly) for the war. Again, Yotaka looks bewildered.

Soo-Won: Haven’t you heard? I’d thought Princess Kouren would have been notified of this.

Yotaka: That’s right... I heard Princess Yona from Kouka requested Lady Kouren to wait before going to war because she wanted to negotiate with Soo-Won... I hadn’t paid any attention to this. Does this mean the negotiations went well?

Yotaka asks if Kouren accepted to go to the negotiations. The king replies he doesn’t know. There were some conditions so she might refuse. Once again, Yotaka laments he’s not by her side. Soo-Won asks his name then tells him to go deliver the news of his arrival to someone in charge. Yotaka can’t believe it: weren’t they going to kill him? Soo-Won says there’s no value in taking his head right now, and he’s not the type who would do pointless things. Kouka will not interfere with their civil war. He doesn’t mind if it’s not Kouren who comes to the negotiations.

The soldier releases Yotaka, and Tae-Woo helps him walk to the Shin side of the camp. Yotaka wants to know why he went so far for him. The Wind Tribe leader replies if he’s going to rescue someone, he’ll do it till the end without being half-hearted. And here Yotaka thought there were nothing but demons living in Kouka...

They join General Namsek. He scolds Yotaka for leaving and perhaps joining the anti-war faction. The 5 Stars are just a bunch of good-for-nothings! Once he learns that the Princess is missing, Yotaka retorts Namsek should be looking for Kouren and knock down the anti-war factionnists who are rebelling and hindering the search. Yotaka then thanks Tae-Woo for what he did for him. The general tells him to say hi to Voldo for him, but Yotaka is like “who’s that guy?”. Afterwards, he silently speaks to Neguro and wishes they had learned more things more quickly. Everything is falling apart, everything they built for 17 years... Is it because they were never able to mend all the old open seams? *flashback to Neguro telling him whatever happens, they must stay to Kouren’s side*. But Neguro, where is the one they were supposed to protect?

Yotaka is on his knees, panting. Namsek tells him it’s not the time to be kicking the bucket. Look over there! Sure enough, they can see people fighting in the distance. It’s Voldo, Argila, Mizari and Kouren! The 5 Stars must stay by her side at all times. He wills his body to move and appears behind Mizari right as he was about to stagger from exhaustion. He tells Mizari he did well. The youngster realizes it’s the first time Yotaka praised him. Gobi and Kouren see he’s alive. Voldo too, but when he adresses him Yotaka pretends not to know him again ^^;

Yotaka tells Kouren about Soo-Won’s arrival. He’s waiting for her at the border. Whatever she decides, he’ll follow her. Gobi orders his assassins to kill them. Kouren must not meet with Soo-Won!

The Princess sees a sword on the ground and picks it up. She gives Yona her bow back and tells her to protect herself. She thanks her for what she did for Shin. Yona asks her if she’s still undecided (about the war). Kouren says the hate is still burning within her, but she won’t hand over the country to Gobi. She orders Voldo and Argila to protect Tao, then takes Mizari and Yotaka with her to fight their way through to Soo-Won.

Their running and fighting takes them to Gobi, who tries to escape then uses a girl as shield when Kouren tries to strike him with the sword. Before anything bad can happen, an assassin sneaks behind Kouren and slashes at her back. The last panel is a close-up on a stunned Yona.

Hisa’s thoughts on the chapter: 

I didn’t think Kye-Sook would be the one scolding Tae-Woo, giving a chance for Soo-Won to show how forgiving he can be. Now that Yotaka understands a bit of Yona’s and Tao’s point of view, maybe he can be the bridge between the two factions. Soo-Won saying it doesn’t matter if it’s not Kouren who comes to the negotiations, then Kouren getting even more injured doesn’t bode well for her... I will be sad if she dies before being able to speak with him and properly decide what she wants to do.

I’m not sure what the “light” from the chapter title is. The obvious thing that comes to mind is Kouren’s life, but it could just as well be Yotaka’s hope that he can still get there in time to save her, or that there’s still hope for their country.

[toomanynewts]

Celeste looked back and forth between Mark, Dawn, the crying boys, and the stranger who’d just punched the strongest guy in town in the face. Mark was backing off, which was unheard of (unless his opponent was already comatose, and even then it was rare), and according to Dawn, the girl might be his daughter; this was a nightmare.

Misha, likewise, choked on his twinkie when he saw the bloodbag Zak was slurping up. He filed that under a list of things he’d never want to witness while eating, ever ever ever again.

Morris’ mother gave him a confused look. “But you just woke up!” she exclaimed, not missing the way he shrank back from her. Sadly, she sat back in her chair, looking dejected. “I missed you so much.”

Thistle tsked in disappointment. “We can always wipe him and start over,” she reminded Mizary. “Remind me next time to not bring any outsiders in, it’s taxing.”