#ZUSH

[thenerdyai]

DID YOU GUYS NOW IM IN COLL3G3 NOW. THATS CRAZY. IV3 INVAD3D. TH3Y DONT 3V3N KNOW IM NOT HUMAN.

#ASK TO TAG #EMO #SCENE #SCENEMO #DEMONCORE #NOSTALGIACORE #VAMPIRECORE #ME #PERSONA #ZUSH #ART OF THE NERD

[jordi-gali]

ZUSH A EIVISSA

#zush #Evru #Instagram

[theaskew]

Evru/Zush (Albert Porta) (Catalan b. 1946), Renusa, 1989-1990. Infographic, Acrylic painting on photography print mounted on wood, 200 x 100 x 5 cm.

#art #artwork #modern art #contemporary art #modern artwork #contemporary artwork #20th century art #20th century modern art #20th century contemporary art #Catalan art #modern Catalan art #contemporary Catalan art #Catalan artist #Evru/Zush #Albert Porta

[garadinervi]

Evru/Zush, (exhibition poster), Galeria d'Art Dau al Set, Barcelona, 1974

#graphic design #art #visual writing #drawing #exhibition #poster #evru zush #galeria d'art dau al set #1970s

[killuaisaprincess]

Cinderella

THEY ARE CUTE!

Zushi has a crush.

On his best friend's brother, someone who was also his friend when they were younger…

It’s confusing. Learning Nen was much easier somehow…

He couldn’t ask master; it was much too embarrassing… and besides, he'd probably bring up some statistic that would make all of Zushi’s self-confidence plummet. He couldn’t ask master’s master; she was scary… Alluka is his best friend! Which makes it all the worse! But she had just teased him and told him probably way more info than Killua himself would ever want anyone to know… so now he feels a little guilty.

But that sad look in those deep blue eyes of his… it’s like an ocean of sadness, and Zushi wants to see a smile against those pretty features like when they were younger…

But he’s no good. He doesn’t know what to say or do… he’s definitely not Alluka, who was the only person who could bring her brother out of a melancholy state, and he’s not Gon…

Zushi doesn’t even know what happened… A-and he has no right to pry!

But he can’t think of what to do, so he’s sulking at the punch table, fiddling around with a glass in his hands.

Killua hadn’t danced with a single person tonight… s-so maybe!

Oh, come on… who’s he kidding… it took him years to conquer Heaven’s Arena; something like this seems…

Zushi sighs out loud vehemently, placing the drink down and playing with his champagne-colored bowtie, bright against the pure white of his suit.

He doesn’t know how to dance…

He’ll just stay glued here, in this spot, until the party is over, he decides; until he sees Killua slowly move away from the edge of the balcony, clearly intending to leave.

H-he’s got this!

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

HE DOESN’T HAVE THIS!

He’s sweating buckets to the point he thinks his shoes must be flooding.

“O-OSU!”

He tugs at the edge of his tux, swallowing thickly.

It’s not hard to sweat just in the presence of Killua. He’s like from another dimension. The way the light pink dress he wears flows down, like a cascade of waves, highlighting his petite frame, his slender shoulders, the sleeves draping past them. His lips are the same complimentary pink, blushing his skin in spots as well.

Killua stops fiddling with his silver locks, his somber expression twisting for a second, something akin to joy, as he looks back.

“Osu. It’s been a while… you’ve gotten strong, huh?”

There’s a small catlike grin on his face for a moment.

S-strong? Oh, right!

Zushi steps forward, standing next to Killua, rigid as a board.

“Osu! B-but I’m still nothing compared to you two!”

Wrong move.

Killua’s expression crumbles so fast, Zushi wishes he could stuff the words back in his mouth. Killua physically recoils and draws closer to himself, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

“I can’t speak for Gon… but you’re definitely stronger than me now… you train with Alluka, right? She’s gotten strong too. She can take care of herself… so I don’t really train anymore. I don’t like fighting…”

It had always been a necessity, not fun. There was only a short time it was fun for Killua…

Tears fall hot on his cheeks before he can stop them, and he wipes them away, smiling bitterly. He wants to stop them. But they don’t…

Killua dips to the floor, trying to hide, sniffing.

Oh no.

Zushi wants to disappear. His heart aches, and he looks around desperately.

Alluka!

He can’t help Killua… he wants to. But what can he do…?

Confidence! Master’s master said it is the most important thing!

He leans over slowly, gently placing a hand on Killua’s shoulder.

“Killua?”

Killua looks up, tears still pooling in his eyes, and Zushi fumbles in his pocket, pulling something out and holding it outward for Killua.

Except it’s not a handkerchief. It’s his patchwork coin purse, and nervously he draws it back, fumbling to tug out the small piece of fabric and handing it to Killua.

“U-Um! Killua-san! S-someone as pretty as you shouldn’t cry!”

Zushi hears a small gasp out of Killua’s lips, and the red around his nose turns an even deeper hue, and Zushi isn’t sure whose face is more red, feeling his own on fire, still awkwardly holding the handkerchief out, and you can hear a pin drop.

Killua gently takes the handkerchief from Zushi’s hand, his small and slender fingers brushing against Zushi’s own, and his heart swells again, and Zushi swallows, trying to keep his heart from leaving. Killua’s pretty… and cute…

Killua says he doesn’t fight anymore, but Zushi knows Killua is still strong, but he can’t help but feel the urge rise in his chest to protect him.

“U-uh! I know you don’t fight anymore, b-but! If you want to, I mean! I’d really like if you came and watched a match of mine, osu!”

“Eh?”

Killua says it so softly he almost doesn’t hear it, and his head feels like it’s swirling as he looks up; Killua gently wipes under his nose using the handkerchief before placing it in his lap. His face is still cutely red, and he looks to the side, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear.

“W-well Alluka has a match… that-that day, b-but! I guess I could see how strong you’ve gotten…”

Killua looks over, smiling softly, adding.

“Osu!”

#;windy’s stuff #hxh #killua #hunter x hunter #killua zoldyck #Zushi hxh #Zukini #ZERO FUCKS TO GIVE THE TAGS WILL ENJOY MY RARE PAIR CRACKSHIP #In actuality I expect either nothing or hate but 😤 THEY ARE CUTE I DO WHAT I WANT AS QUINA WOULD SAY #GK always number one in my heartbut I’ve had this rare pair for two years now #JUST LET THE CURIOSITY DRAW YOU INNN COME ON JOIN THE DARK SIDE I HAVE COOKIES #Actually it’s wholesome 🥺 #ZUKINI OSU! 😤🥺 #Zushi x Ki ZuKini CUTE RIGHT CAME UP WITH IT MYSELF! Another fun thing about ships that don’t exist! #KI IS A PRINCESS 🥺🤧😤😤😤 Ki in dresses 🤲👌👌👌🎀 #C-CUTE #Ki is 22 and Zushi is 21 in this! I’m assuming Zush is the same age as Alluka! #I actually really find their dynamic cute 🥺🙏🤧 #🥺🤲 Ki is t-tiny and fluffy and cute 🥺🙏🤲🤧 KI IS ALWAYS TINY AND PRINCESS 🥺 #My Ki is always 5’3/5’4 in aged up aus and Gon is 6’6 AND IM LOVE THAT BIG GON AND TINY KI! #BUT KI IS TINY AND PRINCESS even when he’s about the same height as Zushi 🥺🙏 #THERYE REALLY CUTE GIVE THEM A CHANCE 🥺🤲 #ITS SUCH A DIF DYNAMIC THAN IM USED TO BUT I LOVE ZUKINI (and I love that ship name I came up with 🥺) #Zushi is a shy nervous bug and Ki is a cute shy BABEY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🤲🤲🤲😭😭😭 ZUSHI WOULD TREAT KI LIKE THE PRINCESS HE IS OK #Ki is so cute 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🤧🤧🤧 MY HEART CANNOT GO ON THEY ARE REALLY CUTE OKAY! OMG MY HEART AHHHHHHHH #KI TUCKING HIS HAIR BEHIND HIS EAR SHYLY IS SMTH I LIVE FORRRRRRR 😤 HES SO CUTE #ACTUALLY LOVED THIS IM GONNA CRY ITS SO CUTE #ZUSHI IS JUST EVERYONE WHO DOESNT LOVE KI AND WANT HIM TO BE PROTECTED AND LOVED AND THINK HES CUTE! KI IS BABEY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🤲🤲🤲😭😭😭😭🤧🤧🤧🤧 #BEST THING ABOUT NOT EXISTING! Slight fear everyone would leave until I realize there really aren’t that many people to leave and even if #I do end up alone! I will not stop writing and making edits 😤

[eightyonekilograms]

#programming

[thejewitches]

Learn about Purim and how you can deepen your celebrations. 

#jewish #judaism #purim #jewitch #jewitches #spirituality

[ashleybenlove]

Hiccup leaves Berk AU for whatever reason, except there was already kind of a connection between the Riders. Years later, they seek to reconnect, but they're already a thing. Then it turns out they have feelings for Hiccup and would love for him to join them if he feels the same way.

Oooh that's a fun way to zush up that AU-type. With OT6!

No one's done that!

#askbox #flurbejurbvondurp #Hiccup and the Gang #hiccup #ot6: we’re fast we’re fearless and we ride dragons #ot6: where hiccup goes we go #how to train your dragon

[audreycritter]

I just want you to know that I very nearly named my SD prospect pup Dev after the esteemed Dr. Devabhaktuni. In the end he didn’t have Dev vibes (I ended up going with Zushe) but one day I will meet a pup with the Dev vibes I’m sure. Has anyone named an animal after Dev yet? I feel like they must have

Puppy tax

AWWW that's so sweet! And he DOES look like a Zushe. 🥹😍

[thenerdyai]

IT’S M3333 BUT FUNNI3R =^_^= HAV3 1 MOR3 R3F TO UPLOAD AND 1 MOR3 TO FINISH B4 ARTFIGHT B3GINS SMIL3

#EYESTRAIN #BRIGHT COLORS #DEMONCORE #ANGELCORE #CLOWNCORE #NEONCORE #RAINBOWCORE #SCENE #GLITCHCORE #ZUSH #PERSONA #OC #ART OF THE NERD

[mr-tsuyo]

Arke and Zush presentation

#x quest #oc #original character #art #my art #tsuyo art #character design #character art

[theaskew]

Evru/Zush (Albert Porta) (Catalan b. 1946), Praydru, 2012-2014. Graphite, Chinese ink, Acrylic paint, Colored pencils, Fluorescent pigments on paper, 84,5 x 174 cm.

#art #artwork #modern art #contemporary art #modern artwork #contemporary artwork #21st century art #21st century modern art #21st century contemporary art #Catalan art #modern Catalan art #contemporary Catalan art #Catalan artist #Evru/Zush #Albert Porta

[garadinervi]

Evru/Zush, Kaebeye, 1973 [MACBA, Barcelona. © Evru/Zush, VEGAP, Barcelona]

#art #drawing #visual writing #handwriting #collage #evru zush #macba #1970s

[steamedtangerine]

Zush

#art

[greenyball]

ingleesh iz zush uh stoopeed langwage wer iou kan maek centenses dat r espellt kumpleatli rong bot steel fonetikaly zomwat maek cence

#english

[fuzzyducktyphoon]

Killua x Mika x Hoodie brawl 👕👕

Killua was sitting on the chair waiting for Mika after she was late in returning home... It was midnight now after Mika finally entered and found Killua with a cold and annoyed face.

“Have you not slept yet Killua...I told you not to wait for me?”

Mika says as she takes off her shoes

Killua looked at Mika, his eyes cold and unyielding.

"I told you to be back by 10. It's now midnight,"

he said, his voice low and threatening.

"You're lucky I didn't go looking for you."

"And no, I haven't slept yet,"

he continued, still glaring at her.

"If you hadn't kept me up with your incessant chatter earlier, maybe I would have been able to get some rest."

“Don't put the blame on me...you know I work hard,”

Mika says as she approaches him and crosses her arms

Killua scoffed at Mika's words.

"Work hard? You call that work?"

He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"All you do is talk and socialize all day long. I should have known better than to expect anything from someone like you."

He turned away from her, trying to hide the frustration he felt. But he couldn't help but mutter under his breath,

"And another thing, if you're going to be out so late, at least have the decency to text or call me."

“Why, are you afraid for me or what?”

she teases him.

Killua's face flushed red at Mika's teasing, his anger momentarily forgotten.

"I am not afraid!"

He retorted sharply.

"It's just common courtesy to let someone know where you are."

He took a deep breath to calm himself down before continuing.

"Besides, I have things to do too,"

he said through gritted teeth.

"And having to wait up for you all the time is really starting to get on my nerves."

"Oh, don't lie. You're worried about me, haha. You know I'm strong,"

Mika says, making a cute defensive move.

Killua rolled his eyes at Mika's antics.

"I'm not lying,"

he insisted, trying to ignore the way her words were getting under his skin.

"And yes, I know you're strong. But that doesn't mean you can just do whatever you want without considering others."

He sighed heavily, feeling like they were going in circles again.

"Look, let's just try and get some sleep,"

he suggested reluctantly.

"We have a big day tomorrow with training and all."

“Wait, I have something for you,”

Mika says as she takes out a black hoodie from the bag,

“I bought it for you, haha.”

She holds it up to him.

Killua's eyes narrowed at the sight of the black hoodie. It looked comfortable and stylish at the same time, something that he would definitely wear. But he knew better than to show any enthusiasm around Mika.

"I don't need any gifts from you,"

he said coldly, looking away from the hoodie.

"Just try and remember your curfew from now on."

Mika looks at the hoodie and looks down sadly...

“Okay,”

she says as she puts the hoodie on the sofa and goes into the bathroom and closes the door.

Killua watched as Mika put the hoodie on the sofa and went into the bathroom. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for being so harsh with her, even if she did deserve it.

He sighed heavily and got up from his chair, walking over to the couch. With a quick glance at the bathroom door, he picked up the black hoodie and held it close to his chest. It smelled like Mika, which only served to annoy him more.

As he sat back down in his chair, he resolved to ignore Mika for the rest of the night and focus on getting some sleep.

(The next day)

As the sun rose over the training grounds, Killua continued to practice his Nen with Gon and Zushi. His focus was sharp, his mind clear of any thoughts of the previous night's argument with Mika.

The training was intense, and the air was thick with the sounds of their Nen exercises. Killua felt himself growing stronger with every strike and every movement.

By mid-afternoon, Killua, Gon, and Zushi were sweaty and exhausted from their training. They took a much-needed break to catch their breath and rehydrate.

"So, where's Mika today?"

Zushi asked between gulps of water.

"She didn't train with us today ."

"She probably just slept in,"

Killua muttered, not taking his eyes off the tree line where they'd seen a few birds fly off earlier. He was still annoyed with her and didn't want to talk about her.

But Zushi wasn't deterred.

"She didn't answer when we called her this morning either,"

he said, frowning.

"Do you"

Killua scowled at Zushi.

"I don't know,"

he said through gritted teeth.

"And I really couldn't care less."

He turned his attention back to the tree line, hoping to catch another glimpse of a bird or some other wildlife that might distract him from Mika and her annoying habits.

But as much as he tried to focus on the training and their surroundings, thoughts of Mika kept creeping back into his mind.

By late afternoon, Killua was tired and hungry.

While they were walking, Killua was looking at Zushi.

"What's wrong?"

Killua asked, concern lacing his voice.

Zushi shook his head, coming out of his reverie.

"Nothing...it's just...Mika isn't answering our calls anymore,"

he admitted quietly.

"I hope she's okay."

Killua paused outside Mika's door, his hand hovering over the knob. He knew she was still upset with him, but he also couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong.

After a few moments of hesitation, he turned the knob slowly and stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click

The room was quiet, the only sound the gentle rustling of curtains as the afternoon sunlight filtered through the window. Mika's bed was unmade, her sheets and pillows tossed haphazardly to the side. Her backpack was still by the door, untouched since they'd returned from training.

Killua moved cautiously towards Mika's bed, his heart racing with a strange mixture of dread and concern. He didn't want to find anything wrong with her, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

As he reached the side of her bed, he gently nudged her shoulder.

"Mika?"

He whispered.

"Are you okay?"

“What do you want?”

Mika says, turning her back to him .

Killua's eyes widened at Mika's sharp tone. He hadn't meant to startle her, but his worry was getting the better of him.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay,"

he said quietly, taking a tentative step closer.

"You haven't been answering our calls all day."

Mika let out a frustrated sigh and rolled over to face him. Her expression softened slightly as she saw the concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine,"

she said, though it sounded more like a forced assertion than an actual statement of well-being.

"I just needed some time alone, okay?"

Killua knows that she is still angry because he rejected the gift of the hoodie. He looked at the sofa and found that the hoodie was still there. It was purple, Killua's favorite color.

Killua's eyes darted towards the sofa, noting the black hoodie still sitting on top of it. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for being so dismissive of Mika's gift.

"Look,"

he said, clearing his throat.

"I'm sorry about how I reacted to your gift."

He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"It was just...a lot going on and I didn't handle it well."

Mika looked at him skeptically, but didn't interrupt.

"I should have been more understanding,"

Killua went on.

"And I definitely shouldn't have made you feel bad about it. It's just...you know how much I like purple."

He shrugged sheepishly.

There was silence in the room for a moment as they both processed what had been said. Finally, Mika let out a sigh.

"Fine,"

she said reluctantly.

Killua reached over and carefully picked up the Violet hoodie, holding it out in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious as he slipped it on, aware that Mika was watching him.

The fabric was soft against his skin, and he had to admit that it did look good on him. He pulled the hood over his head, hiding his face from Mika as he adjusted the fit.

"Thank you,"

he mumbled into the hood.

"For the gift."

There was another moment of silence before Mika spoke.

"You're welcome,"

she said quietly.

They sat there in an awkward silence for a few more moments before Killua stood up.

"Well,"

he said, clearing his throat.

"I guess I'll see you around, then."

Mika nodded, not looking at him as he left the room. As the door closed behind him, she let out a sigh and leaned back against her pillows,

As the door to Killua's room clicked shut, he let out a slow breath that he hadn't realized he was holding. He walked over to his bed and sat down heavily, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

But even as he tried to push away thoughts of Mika, he couldn't help but lean forward and take a deep whiff of the Violet hoodie. It smelled like her, warm and inviting, and for a moment, he just closed his eyes and savored the scent.

He knew they had a long way to go before they could be anything more than annoying roommates, but for now, he would enjoy this small victory - accepting Mika's gift without any arguments.

With a soft smile on his face, Killua reached into his drawer and pulled out a picture of Alluka, tucking it underneath the fabric of the hoodie so she would always be close to him.

#hunterxhun hunterxhunterfan hunterxhunterhisoka hxh hunterxhunter killuazoldyck mika_406gonfreecs gongyoohxhoc mika_yuki_hunter