𝕮𝐇𝐎 𝕲𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀 .
@genka.kills.men
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November 30, 2025 at 7:58 AM
Reposted by 𝕮𝐇𝐎 𝕲𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀 .
November 20, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Reposted by 𝕮𝐇𝐎 𝕲𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀 .
Reposted by 𝕮𝐇𝐎 𝕲𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀 .
he gets in my way. and now, it’s even more personal after that embarrassing ass loss.
And what exactly did he do to you ?
then you’re lucky it’s mainly your other self i want dead.
November 15, 2025 at 3:53 AM
he gets in my way. and now, it’s even more personal after that embarrassing ass loss.
then you’re lucky it’s mainly your other self i want dead.
November 15, 2025 at 1:00 AM
then you’re lucky it’s mainly your other self i want dead.
( exiting the alchemist’s lab, her skin unbroken and perfectly healthy. honest, it looks like she hadn’t even suffered a single injury.
her crimson hues stare down the hall, pulsating in a rage so familiar. yet the flames, so bright and wild, burned with a different passion.
this is no longer - -
her crimson hues stare down the hall, pulsating in a rage so familiar. yet the flames, so bright and wild, burned with a different passion.
this is no longer - -
November 10, 2025 at 2:13 AM
( exiting the alchemist’s lab, her skin unbroken and perfectly healthy. honest, it looks like she hadn’t even suffered a single injury.
her crimson hues stare down the hall, pulsating in a rage so familiar. yet the flames, so bright and wild, burned with a different passion.
this is no longer - -
her crimson hues stare down the hall, pulsating in a rage so familiar. yet the flames, so bright and wild, burned with a different passion.
this is no longer - -
are you conscious behind the knife? / or is it just another disguise?
November 3, 2025 at 11:20 PM
still, on the pavement. green liquid leaking from the corners of her lips. her gaze unbroken, staring to the ground beneath her.
every breath took monumental strength. she couldn’t move.
she couldn’t even cry.
every breath took monumental strength. she couldn’t move.
she couldn’t even cry.
October 27, 2025 at 6:19 AM
still, on the pavement. green liquid leaking from the corners of her lips. her gaze unbroken, staring to the ground beneath her.
every breath took monumental strength. she couldn’t move.
she couldn’t even cry.
every breath took monumental strength. she couldn’t move.
she couldn’t even cry.
green liquid from the numerous vials stored in her boots soak into her skin. her breath hitches, as if overwhelmed by the serum’s power. stumbling over herself as her vision blurs.
disoriented, the tactician would swing in desperation. what was supposed to be her saving grace would soon be her - -
disoriented, the tactician would swing in desperation. what was supposed to be her saving grace would soon be her - -
a whole lot harder.
there would be no further dialogue beyond this point-- merely the exchanging of blows between himself and the ultimate tactician...
there would be no further dialogue beyond this point-- merely the exchanging of blows between himself and the ultimate tactician...
October 27, 2025 at 1:33 AM
green liquid from the numerous vials stored in her boots soak into her skin. her breath hitches, as if overwhelmed by the serum’s power. stumbling over herself as her vision blurs.
disoriented, the tactician would swing in desperation. what was supposed to be her saving grace would soon be her - -
disoriented, the tactician would swing in desperation. what was supposed to be her saving grace would soon be her - -
i really hope that shit doesn’t make me addicted to it.
really hoping.
really hoping.
October 23, 2025 at 5:40 PM
i really hope that shit doesn’t make me addicted to it.
really hoping.
really hoping.
the grin on her face dissipated, not even having the chance to fire back her own punch. not even the chance to defend herself. not even the chance to scream.
her breath hitches as she hits the ground, breath stolen by the tight grip on her throat. like a cornered animal desperately holding on - -
her breath hitches as she hits the ground, breath stolen by the tight grip on her throat. like a cornered animal desperately holding on - -
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to beat her down. ]
to beat her down. ]
October 23, 2025 at 4:10 AM
the grin on her face dissipated, not even having the chance to fire back her own punch. not even the chance to defend herself. not even the chance to scream.
her breath hitches as she hits the ground, breath stolen by the tight grip on her throat. like a cornered animal desperately holding on - -
her breath hitches as she hits the ground, breath stolen by the tight grip on her throat. like a cornered animal desperately holding on - -
grimacing at his punch, yet reacting all the same.
she lifts his head from the ground, tearing a hand away from the flesh stitching itself together. her thumb, still digging through his eye socket, pushes itself deeper and deeper.
she forms a tight grip, as if holding his skull - -
she lifts his head from the ground, tearing a hand away from the flesh stitching itself together. her thumb, still digging through his eye socket, pushes itself deeper and deeper.
she forms a tight grip, as if holding his skull - -
the mist of blood.
October 22, 2025 at 10:58 PM
grimacing at his punch, yet reacting all the same.
she lifts his head from the ground, tearing a hand away from the flesh stitching itself together. her thumb, still digging through his eye socket, pushes itself deeper and deeper.
she forms a tight grip, as if holding his skull - -
she lifts his head from the ground, tearing a hand away from the flesh stitching itself together. her thumb, still digging through his eye socket, pushes itself deeper and deeper.
she forms a tight grip, as if holding his skull - -
I'm holding out for karma 、I'm holding out to watch you burn.
October 20, 2025 at 5:49 PM
that name. she should’ve pulled the trigger at that instant, yet something stopped her. a hesitation she couldn’t explain.
but her sudden brain fog would be interrupted by the sharp pain that came from her eyes. grimacing, near panicking.
𝙣𝙤. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡.
- -
but her sudden brain fog would be interrupted by the sharp pain that came from her eyes. grimacing, near panicking.
𝙣𝙤. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡.
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tactician's eyelids.
slowly, the pressure he'd apply at his thumbs would increase, bringing her eyes ever closer to popping out of their sockets if she didn't react soon.
slowly, the pressure he'd apply at his thumbs would increase, bringing her eyes ever closer to popping out of their sockets if she didn't react soon.
October 20, 2025 at 1:36 AM
that name. she should’ve pulled the trigger at that instant, yet something stopped her. a hesitation she couldn’t explain.
but her sudden brain fog would be interrupted by the sharp pain that came from her eyes. grimacing, near panicking.
𝙣𝙤. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡.
- -
but her sudden brain fog would be interrupted by the sharp pain that came from her eyes. grimacing, near panicking.
𝙣𝙤. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡.
- -
her crimson eyes fill with joy, a newfound life as she folds in on herself. gasping in delight as she's raised to the sky, happily anticipating the collision with the ground.
𝘾𝙍𝙍𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆.ᐟ.ᐟ
she sprawls out, barreling through the concrete, creating a crater in the ground. and, - -
𝘾𝙍𝙍𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆.ᐟ.ᐟ
she sprawls out, barreling through the concrete, creating a crater in the ground. and, - -
offset her balance.
should this succeed, he would take grasp of her leg, pulling her inward and relieving her tether upon the firmament in order to raise her skyward and slam her into the ground.
should this succeed, he would take grasp of her leg, pulling her inward and relieving her tether upon the firmament in order to raise her skyward and slam her into the ground.
October 18, 2025 at 12:27 AM
her crimson eyes fill with joy, a newfound life as she folds in on herself. gasping in delight as she's raised to the sky, happily anticipating the collision with the ground.
𝘾𝙍𝙍𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆.ᐟ.ᐟ
she sprawls out, barreling through the concrete, creating a crater in the ground. and, - -
𝘾𝙍𝙍𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆.ᐟ.ᐟ
she sprawls out, barreling through the concrete, creating a crater in the ground. and, - -
Reposted by 𝕮𝐇𝐎 𝕲𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀 .
i had the strangest dream the other night.
i had the strangest dream the other night.
October 17, 2025 at 5:37 PM
i had the strangest dream the other night.
i had the strangest dream the other night.
( sighing, thoughtlessly dropping the hammer. )
always good to be on your toes. on second thought, maybe that's boring to you too. maybe giving you a new hairstyle will spark a bit of emotion?
always good to be on your toes. on second thought, maybe that's boring to you too. maybe giving you a new hairstyle will spark a bit of emotion?
( merely stares, leaning in as he allowed the figurative kiss to reach him. eyelids shut.
body reacts appropriately to their swing, his long, slim tentacle - like ahoge immediately wrapping around the hammer to prevent it reaching. of course, it would do little anyways. )
❛ Aren’t you sweet.
body reacts appropriately to their swing, his long, slim tentacle - like ahoge immediately wrapping around the hammer to prevent it reaching. of course, it would do little anyways. )
❛ Aren’t you sweet.
( she knows it's near impossible.. reaching forward, fixing up his tie and blowing a kiss!
...
all before taking a hammer and swinging it straight at his skull. )
...
all before taking a hammer and swinging it straight at his skull. )
October 13, 2025 at 5:04 AM
( sighing, thoughtlessly dropping the hammer. )
always good to be on your toes. on second thought, maybe that's boring to you too. maybe giving you a new hairstyle will spark a bit of emotion?
always good to be on your toes. on second thought, maybe that's boring to you too. maybe giving you a new hairstyle will spark a bit of emotion?
( she knows it's near impossible.. reaching forward, fixing up his tie and blowing a kiss!
...
all before taking a hammer and swinging it straight at his skull. )
...
all before taking a hammer and swinging it straight at his skull. )
ooc.
flustering is basically impossible, but you can still make an izuru he can comment upon.
flustering is basically impossible, but you can still make an izuru he can comment upon.
October 13, 2025 at 4:18 AM
( she knows it's near impossible.. reaching forward, fixing up his tie and blowing a kiss!
...
all before taking a hammer and swinging it straight at his skull. )
...
all before taking a hammer and swinging it straight at his skull. )
Reposted by 𝕮𝐇𝐎 𝕲𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀 .
𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
October 13, 2025 at 4:01 AM
𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
tight grip would keep hold of her knife as she'd fly back towards the alley wall. bending backwards, cart-wheeling to her feet.
a flashy show of the blade, twirling between her fingers before throwing it up to the air.
"i can only ask you the same."
her lips twist. black lipstick painting - -
a flashy show of the blade, twirling between her fingers before throwing it up to the air.
"i can only ask you the same."
her lips twist. black lipstick painting - -
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ" 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. "
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ" 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. "
ㅤ
October 13, 2025 at 4:04 AM
tight grip would keep hold of her knife as she'd fly back towards the alley wall. bending backwards, cart-wheeling to her feet.
a flashy show of the blade, twirling between her fingers before throwing it up to the air.
"i can only ask you the same."
her lips twist. black lipstick painting - -
a flashy show of the blade, twirling between her fingers before throwing it up to the air.
"i can only ask you the same."
her lips twist. black lipstick painting - -
the chill of the night carried on the back of a gentle wind. the streets of the district unusually empty.
the nights such as this have never failed to serve as a memory for the tactician. unable to shelter her corpse, her creator had done their work in the dead, dark corners of nightfall.
- -
the nights such as this have never failed to serve as a memory for the tactician. unable to shelter her corpse, her creator had done their work in the dead, dark corners of nightfall.
- -
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had the advantage of experience. . .
he'd be sure to dismantle her mentality of superiority;
𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆.
" . . . I know you're out there, Genka. "
ㅤ
had the advantage of experience. . .
he'd be sure to dismantle her mentality of superiority;
𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆.
" . . . I know you're out there, Genka. "
ㅤ
October 12, 2025 at 2:39 AM
the chill of the night carried on the back of a gentle wind. the streets of the district unusually empty.
the nights such as this have never failed to serve as a memory for the tactician. unable to shelter her corpse, her creator had done their work in the dead, dark corners of nightfall.
- -
the nights such as this have never failed to serve as a memory for the tactician. unable to shelter her corpse, her creator had done their work in the dead, dark corners of nightfall.
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