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An independent, private and very selective roleplay blog for SŌSUKE AIZEN from the BLEACH series. Contains canon divergency, sporadic activity, defended by his lawyer Val, she / her, 31 years of age. I do not follow first. Personals and minors DO NOT INTERACT.

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And thus, his greatest weapon had sworn undying loyalty to him.

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── . In exploration with:

● ketsumyo ● destructivourr ● kagehanabira ● kigakurutta ●

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── Blogroll:

@xfulmen ( Laxus Dreyar - low activity )

@gallantfairy ( Erza Scarlet - low activity )

Rules under cut.

#pinned post.

“ is this what you wanted? ” (from kisuke @jinjahime !)

( * / @jinjahime / prompt / accepting )

❛ You should already know by now. ❜

Statuary posture, inevitably, obstructed by the biding habiliment that engulfs his totality. Unable to behold the sempiternal obscurity that subsists within his temporary residence, his spiritual pressure provided sufficient assistance; speech was prohibited, yet such superfluous ruleship never reached his otherworldliness to abide. In regardance of his current condition, this was a mere obstacle in the path of absolute transcendence -- caused by the exposure of his own sentimentality. Sōsuke Aizen was an entity that reached and ultimately surpassed anticipations, an enigma with stupendous intellectuality at disposal, in companionship with extraordinary strength; and despite his imprisonment, his strength shall only keep growing.

With nay infinite time placed upon his oath, ineluctable forthplanning shall commence. From mere words and retortments to acts beyond comprehension; to the many, to the majority --- but Urahara Kisuke did not belong in that equation. No. Someone of such extraordinary wisdom could decipher yours truly --- a challenge it may be, but one that Sōsuke firmly believes that the former captain could conquer with no hesitation demonstrated. A wondrous sight, but fury within his own beating flexor lingers suchlike a vestigial flicker of everlasting flame; ire, for reasons unbeknown to the majority, yet known to the very few.

Even so, there were still many layers hidden within the arcanum of his entirety, and their exploration would take centuries, or even milleniums.

❛ I would like to believe your question held rhetorism rather than absurdity. The mere notion of irrationality does not suit someone of your caliber. ❜

In a rarity of a circumstance, such words could illustrate the concept of complimenting. Alas, for he is merely offering an appropriate description of the individual presented upon him.

❛ Patience is strength. And such strength is necessary for advancement. ❜

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#❛ ● █ RESPONSES: IN CHARACTER. ❜#jinjahime #hello friend !! i hope this was alright :>#i missed writing with you !!

kigakurutta

@aftapati's Kyōka Suigetsu (鏡花水月)

#WE GOT KYOKA SUIGETSU'S DESIGN LADS.#i am still is shock HOLY SHIT #IT'S PHENOMENAL. and the butterflies details on the junihitoe are a chef's kiss #HONESTLY DEAREST THANK YOU SO SO SOOO MUCH FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TO DO THIS ;A; and for your kind words as well ;a;#words cannot describe how grateful i am THIS IS INCREDIBLE !!!#i'm still in awe #LOOK AT HER. LOOK HOW STUNNING SHE LOOKS #honestly Viktoria thank you so much for this masterpiece I DONT DESERVE THIS.#THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL I CANT STOP STARING AT THIS.#❛ ● █ KYŌKA SUIGETSU: MIRROR FLOWER THAT BLOOMS UNDER THE MOON. ❜

solismused

@aftapati || Liked for a starter with Ichigo

"Oh come on. You really had to pick this flavor of tea." Ichigo's nose scrunched up as he sat his cup back down on its delicate round dish. It was too--aromatic for his taste. Too much like an air freshener that he should be smelling instead of having to taste in his mouth. Now his mouth would taste like it for the rest of the day. He wasn't really sure when he had begun to humor these visits to Aizen. But now here he was, one long leg crossed over the other.

"You really should just stick to the basic flavors. No one ever said a simple jasmine or green tea was offensive you know." He adds with a cross of his arms at his former enemy.

aftapati

❛ Be grateful that you are experiencing the true essence and flavour of such reputable concoction. Not everyone receives the opportunity to taste the refinement of Gyokuro. ❜

In a rarity of a circumstance traces of perturbance had made their appearance within deep baritone. Gloved fingers had encircled with subtlety the handle of the porcelain utensil, inevitably lifting it from its position --- momentarily afterwards eliminating the proximity between the rim of aforementioned cup, with slender lips that had just parted. In delicate motion, he allowed the warm liquid substance to run through his throat, leaving him with a floral sweetness of an aftertaste. Thereupon, he would place the inanimate object back its former placement, in preparedness to offer continuance of his retortment.

❛ The preparation for such beverage requires an assortment of steps that ought to be accomplished with outmost excellency. Even the most minute error would cause its distinctive flavour to deteriorate. ❜

❛ At this very moment, you are experiencing Gyokuro in its finest glory. Have some appreciation, Kurosaki Ichigo. ❜

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#solismused #don't disrespect tea like that in front of him. he is THIS CLOSE in hado'ing your ass brat.

“ How far are you willing to go? ”

( * / @aurantis / prompt / accepting )

❛ You are in no position to make such inquries. ❜

Austerous, poised, words spoken in rich voice, oozing with jeopardy and the finality of decisiveness --- he had no need to divulge the scarceness of his motives. Few are the ones that were bestowed with such significance, and those are the ones that had displayed sufficient comprehension. Inoue Orihime, notwithstanding her extraordinary abilities that trespass divinity's territory, was nothing more than a mere pawn, positioned atop a wooden chessboard, moved in accordance.

She was brought within the stronghold of Las Noches to serve under his absolute commandship. Nothing more, nothing else. Everyone's role would soon reach their respective conclusion.

For now, feet moved in an idle pattern, with the miniscule heels of his shoes making contact with the tiled floor, causing a repetitive clicking sound to reverberate amid the atmosphere. Both hands were placed behind his back, one above another, consequently retaining a posture of incontestable equilibrium. Soon, for his movements to halt, as his totality was standing in front of the well - crafted balcony of his private headquarters. Identical complexions of chestnut would glance with regardfulness at the sight of the outskirts within the realm of Hueco Mundo, sans diverting his attention from the young human; precisely, the conversation bound to take transpiration. That is, should he wish for its continuance.

❛ My motives and my willingness to have my plans reach fruition should be of no concern to you. Therefore, I suggest you cease such comfortability around me, as I have none to spare to you. However, I am inclined in gracing you with one piece of information, that I believe you should appreciate. ❜

A brief pause of words, as he would incline his head just enough for brown complexions to face the other individuality.

❛ I am willing to go far enough to the point there is no path to walk on. So, I will create one and keep walking till I reach what is necessary. ❜

#❛ ● █ LAS NOCHES VERSE: TYRANNY INCARNATED IN A DIVINE ILLUSTRATION. REIGNING LIKE A GOD. ❜#❛ ● █ RESPONSES: IN CHARACTER. ❜#aurantiis #my writing still feels rusty but it's always a pleasure writing stuff like this !!#thank you for sending this one in :>

❛ --- Strange, don't you think? ❜

Tiled walls reverberated by austerous voice, laced with traces of enigmanity; enough to propose contemplation. The art of wordism he wielded in maximality, in preparedness to prompt its usage, unable to decipher the arcanum of a personality. Sōsuke Aizen had no need for acts of decodedness, only of serviceable pawns to use at his own disposal.

❛ You could have risen to grander levels, given the abilities you wield in possession. You could even become part of my elite team of Espada, and yet --- there is something that prohibits you from doing so. So allow me to inquire --- what obstructs you from reaching higher? ❜

Truth limned suchlike thin and eloquent brushstrokes upon blank canvas, in equivalence of calligraphic handwritting. Yet, the perceptiveness of oneselve would verify weather verity had made such an appearance or not.

( * / @soulwrought unprompted. )

#❛ ● █ LAS NOCHES VERSE: TYRANNY INCARNATED IN A DIVINE ILLUSTRATION. REIGNING LIKE A GOD. ❜#soulwrought #... tosses this at you :>#because i remember how excited i was for tasios so !!!

“ When does this end? ” ( from momo.

( * / @equanmitiy / prompt / accepting )

When does this end?

A question with plethora of answers, stemming out of subjectorism. An inquiry with significance that few can display comprehension to. Innumerable scenarios would cross his mind, played like a theatrical performance with yours truly as the orchestrator, and yet all of them would reach a certain destination. All of them would cross boundaries beyond perceptiveness, reach heights that few could even dare to conceptualize; the unworthy would never dare to dream of obtaining --- how credulous, a ludicrous diegesis that could make even someone without the beating susceptible flexor, to laugh boisterously.

Alas, no need to dwelve in such prosaic manners.

When does this end?

He could effortlessly offer a mundane answer, laced in predictability yet still retaining impactfulness. He could bestow her with a response that would make her to never question the motives behind his actions. He could even offer her something of profoundness, yet the misinterpretation to sentimentality is there, standing like a potentiality of a chance; emotionalism was never his ally, a connotation disregarded from his vocabulary for the sake of his aspirations to be accomplished. He would only speak out of the logicalness of his brain, an abudance of such in his possession. Despite the immeasurable amount of inquisitiveness wielded, there was none held for such trait. Only its absolute disregardance.

He could even refuse to acknowledge such query, but avoidance will only feed to perpetuity. The refusal of acknowledgement was never on the table to begin with -- only, the choices to vocalize his response; to present enough yet to intrigue curiosity to seek. A conundrum of words that would require indispensable perspicacity to solve. Such was Aizen Sōsuke.

Or was he, hm?

❛ Any response I am be inclined to give, may not be compensatory enough. ❜

A brief pause, allowing his deep voice to resonate within the atmosphere, yet soon to offer continuance with apparent laconism, enough to unveil what is necessary with emphasis showcased. Even so, the persistence of the enigma is there, headstrong.

❛ When the sempiternity of this would reach its ending. ❜

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#❛ ● █ RESPONSES: IN CHARACTER. ❜#equanmitiy #i loved writing this !! thank you for sending this one in :>

Shunsui just smiles.

( * / @ofamess / unprompted )

And he would offer a glance of stoicness, sans inquisitiveness -- anticipations were placed on a low pedestal, as previous counterances had proven of such. Notwithstanding the intellectuality and the enigma environing the current Head Captain, respect was a trait that has yet to be attained at excellence; lieu, there was forbearance at maximality, accompanied with satisfactory patience -- a characteristic that Sōsuke Aizen wields in inconceivable mastery.

Thus, gloved arms would fold themselves underneath clothed sternum, whilst retaining sufficient distance. Silence was a gift yet not many are worth attaining it. Therefore, he, shall offer a few words spoken in deep baritone ( and mayhaps, with a hint of sardonism ), equivalent of saving grace.

❛ You seem to be in good spirits. Does this stem from diverting your attention from your duties, once more? ❜

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#❛ ● █ RESPONSES: IN CHARACTER. ❜#ofamess #aizen: this is why prison is better. no one disturbs me there.

raesource

questions only sentence starters

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .

who . . .

“ Who are you? ”

“ Who do you serve? ”

“ Who taught you that? ”

“ Who’s really in control here? ”

“ Who are you running from? ”

“ Who did this to you? ”

“ Who’s coming for us? ”

“ Who do you think I am? ”

“ Who else knows about this? ”

“ Who are you trying to protect? ”

what . . .

“ What are you? ”

“ What do you want from me? ”

“ What are you hiding? ”

“ What were you planning to do? ”

“ What just happened? ”

“ What did you see back there? ”

“ What did you promise them? ”

“ What happens if I don’t let you go? ”

“ What are the rules I’m not supposed to break? ”

“ What happens after the portal closes? ”

where . . .

“ Where did you come from? ”

“ Where are we? ”

“ Where are you going? ”

“ Where were you when it happened? ”

“ Where does this path lead? ”

“ Where did you get that scar? ”

“ Where is everyone else? ”

“ Where should I stand? ”

“ Where did you put the body? ”

“ Where were you hiding all this time? ”

when . . .

“ When did this start? ”

“ When were you going to tell me? ”

“ When was the last time you felt safe? ”

“ When do we leave? ”

“ When did you stop trusting me? ”

“ When does this end? ”

“ When did you realise the truth? ”

“ When do things go wrong? ”

“ When did you choose this path? ”

“ When will you look at me and be honest? ”

how . . .

“ How long have you been watching me? ”

“ How did you survive? ”

“ How much do you remember? ”

“ How are you this calm right now? ”

“ How bad is it? ”

“ How did you know my name? ”

“ How far are you willing to go? ”

“ How many lies have you told me? ”

“ How do you live with this? ”

“ How are we supposed to fix this? ”

are . . .

“ Are you human? ”

“ Are you okay? ”

“ Are you lying to me right now? ”

“ Are you scared? ”

“ Are you tired? ”

“ Are you hiding something? ”

“ Are you bound by oath or by magic? ”

“ Are you trying to start a fight? ”

“ Are you always this dramatic? ”

“ Are you going to explain or just stare? ”

do . . .

“ Do you trust me? ”

“ Do you remember your name? ”

“ Do you remember me? ”

“ Do you miss them? ”

“ Do you always talk this much? ”

“ Do you have any idea what you just did? ”

“ Do you ever sleep? ”

“ Do you want me to stay? ”

“ Do you think I’m stupid? ”

“ Do you believe in fate? ”

have . . .

“ Have you eaten yet? ”

“ Have we met before? ”

“ Have you been here long? ”

“ Have you done this before? ”

“ Have you ever killed someone? ”

“ Have you been lying to me? ”

“ Have you lost anyone? ”

“ Have you forgiven yourself? ”

“ Have you always been like this? ”

“ Have you already chosen a side? ”

is . . .

“ Is this place real? ”

“ Is something bothering you? ”

“ Is that weapon even legal here? ”

“ Is this your idea of a joke? ”

“ Is this your way of flirting? ”

“ Is someone watching us? ”

“ Is it supposed to hurt like this? ”

“ Is there a way out? ”

“ Is this what you wanted? ”

“ Is it too late to turn back? ”

can . . .

“ Can I ask you a weird question? ”

“ Can you hear that? ”

“ Can I trust you? ”

“ Can you keep a secret? ”

“ Can we slow down? ”

“ Can you help me bury a body? ”

“ Can you look at me? ”

“ Can we talk about what happened? ”

“ Can you stop pretending? ”

“ Can you promise me something? ”

will . . .

“ Will you stay with me? ”

“ Will you tell me the truth? ”

“ Will this ever end? ”

“ Will you protect me? ”

“ Will they come back for us? ”

“ Will you remember me? ”

“ Will you choose a side? ”

“ Will you regret this? ”

“ Will you still look at me the same way? ”

“ Will you stop me if I’m wrong? ”

should . . .

“ Should I be worried? ”

“ Should we be running? ”

“ Should I follow you? ”

“ Should I be afraid of you? ”

“ Should we pretend this never happened? ”

“ Should I stay or go? ”

“ Should I believe you? ”

“ Should I be honest with you? ”

“ Should we trust them? ”

“ Should I have come here? ”

would . . .

“ Would you do it again? ”

“ Would you lie to protect me? ”

“ Would this have been different if I had stayed? ”

“ Would you really let me die? ”

“ Would you have saved them instead? ”

“ Would you still care if you knew the truth? ”

“ Would you leave if I asked? ”

“ Would this hurt less if I understood? ”

“ Would you forgive me? ”

“ Would you choose me this time? ”

could . . .

“ Could you survive without me? ”

“ Could this world exist without you? ”

“ Could this get any worse? ”

“ Could you teach me how to do that? ”

“ Could you be wrong? ”

“ Could you be lying to yourself? ”

“ Could you forgive them? ”

“ Could this be a trap? ”

“ Could you handle the truth if I told you? ”

“ Could you live with the consequences? ”

#❛ ● █ PROMPTS: IN CHARACTER. ❜#/ long post

aurantiis

|| @aftapati requested a starter ||

TEA BECOMES THEIR RITUAL, in some strange and quiet sense. A reprieve from confinement torment; a respite from imprisonment, if only for a brief while. Inoue adores tea, especially the more peculiar infusions, those flavored with hibiscus.

She will not be released. That much she knows. Her power is something he wishes to exploit, comprehend, study beneath a relentless gaze. A healing touch that borders on the divine, despite Inoue's own limitations. A mortal soul, human and fragile, flawed in all the ways divinity could never be. Supple fingers curl around the porcelain cup for a few seconds before she places it upon the table with a quiet clink. Eyes lift, weariness flickering inside her gentle glance. ❝ What makes you keep coming back to spend time with me? ❞ She inquires. ❝ I have told you a million times... I don’t know anything else about my powers. ❞

aftapati

❛ Do not misinterpret my actions, Inoue Orihime. While I do consider your abilities of great potentiality, you are brought here to serve under my ruleship. Therefore, my presence here indicates that your strength is required to be of usage once more. ❜

Austerous voice echoed pristine tiled walls, as chestnut complexions had settled upon the epitome of innocence. Undeniable undecodedness depicted; great mastery of concealing sentimentality -- its disregardance was ineluctable. His own totality does not require of such, immeasurable prowess suchlike of divinity was plenty, inconceivable intelligence grasped within his palms, and basked in purposefulness. Every move had a purpose, every individuality had a role of a pawn in a chess game, placed meticulously atop a wooden board. She, Inoue Orihime, was no exception.

Forthcoming slender fingers would grasp with refinement the ceramic utensil, with flavourable liquid substance poured inside. Lifting aforementioned cup, he brought its rim upon parted lips, with slight adjustment of its placement, the warm concoction would run through his throat, leaving him with a bittersweet aftertaste. Momentarily afterwards, he positioned the inanimate object back to its former placement, sans diverting attentiveness towards his newest addition of soldiers. She may not appear of such, but her noteworthy power was satisfactory enough to consider her of such.

❛ And it would seem that you have a tendency in creating presumptions that inevitably, do not support themselves. I did not invite you here to inquire further information of your abilities, as I believe this is something that could be explored upon close observance. ❜

❛ With that being said, I would like to test something, hence I requested your presence. It could also work as further confirmation of certain aspects of your strength. ❜

#❛ ● █ LAS NOCHES VERSE: TYRANNY INCARNATED IN A DIVINE ILLUSTRATION. REIGNING LIKE A GOD. ❜#aurantiis #it's perfectly fine!! thank you for writing this :>#i missed writing with you !!#please have some patience as i try to get back into writing lmao i feel so rusty #also ?? sōsuke being cruel ??? nothing new here lmao

"How do you like the chair?" Should he have added a cup-holder?

( * / @kakimushire / unprompted )

❛ Goodness gracious. It would seem that your confidence has crossed the boundaries of arrogance, evidently resulting in diminution of your valuability. ❜

Stoical, disallowing any traces of sentimentality to be divulged upon half - binded facade, whilst deep voice would offer its inevitable retortment; consequent reverberation amid the atmosphere. A rarity of a sight to behold -- the one referred as omnipotence incarnated, divinity manifested, was currently situated upon an infernal chair, with a miscellany of habiliments withholding his wholeness from performing the most miniscule movement. And the apparent sarcasm emitting from the eccentric captain was enough to offer its own merit of disappointment. Arrogance was a characteristic trait that Sōsuke was well acquainted with, but in contradinstiction with the rest, he had the necessities to illustrate his words with actions.

He could have played the same game -- joined as the optimum player, undoubtedly the victorious one, to join the dancefloor. Alas, for he is the epitome of solemnity, with customary unreadability depicting him, he shall refrain from engaging in any puerile activities. Lieu, providing in a vocal manner a set of few words, was more than he was willing to offer.

❛ Such haughtiness makes you look predictable. ❜

❛ In which I could only assume that such descrption is insulting to your character. Seemingly, Soul Society never ceases to disappoint me. ❜

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#❛ ● █ RESPONSES: IN CHARACTER. ❜#kakimushire #it's been a while since i've last written anything so please have some patience friend ;A;#but with way --- thank you for sending this one in!! Rusty writing s rusty but i need to get used to writing again :>

i do plan on coming back at some point, i just don't know when exactly, but seemingly during the time the 4th cour will air. also activity will be weird because i plan on getting a second job soon because your local metalhead has picked up some expensive hobbies to maintain LMAO.

either way, i missed writing this totally unproblematic and very misunderstood gemini here. since the bleach rpc seem to be dead, i don't mind dwelving into crossovers. in fact, if you know me, you know i live and breathe for crossovers, they heal my soul.

anyways, i hope you all have been doing alright!! stay hydrated and rest well :>

#for now i barely have the mindset to write as i count the days to see metallica live for the first time #a dream come true for me honestly. this saturday is happening.#tbd.

❛ Good grief. ❜

❛ It would seem that no particular changes had transpired during my absence, for I can see that petulance is still part of your behavioural mannerisms. ❜

@destructivourr unprompted.

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#destructivourr #hello. it is i. your average aizen yapper.#coming back at you with this lil thing.#missed writing with you friendo #have patience with me as i try to get back to my groove

medikg

Solid blood and liquid soul.

#❛ ● █ REMINISCENCES: A FACADE THAT MEETS MORE THAN THE EYE. A REFLECTION OF ONESELF. ❜#fucking hell i was gone for a couple of months and tumblr keeps changing again

niiusa

On rug

#❛ ● █ REMINISCENCES: A FACADE THAT MEETS MORE THAN THE EYE. A REFLECTION OF ONESELF. ❜#LMAOOO.

vaememes

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

❛ what are you doing? ❜

❛ what , you’re going to kill me? ❜

❛ fuck ! put the gun down ! please , come on ! it’s me , alright ? ❜

❛ what are you doing with that ? ❜

❛ please .. don’t do this anymore ! ❜

❛ let her/them/him go or i’ll blow you away ! ❜

❛ wait ! okay … okay ! okay , i’ll tell you , whatever you want to know .. ❜

❛ you point that thing at me you better pull the trigger . ❜

❛ alright , alright , alright .. i’ll talk ! ❜

❛ please , just let me go , i won’t tell anyone … i promise . ❜

❛ let me out of here ! let me go ! ❜

❛ you’re not getting away this time … ❜

❛ actually , i think i better get going … it’s late and … ❜

❛ come on ! fight back ! fight back ! fight back you coward ! ❜

❛ come on , hit me ! ❜

❛ do it ! pull the trigger ! do it , do it , do it ! ❜

❛ come and find me … polo ! ❜

❛ i don’t want to hide anymore , i don’t want to be afraid anymore … ❜

❛ you keep saying you’re going to stop but you don’t ! ❜

❛ how many more people need to die before you’re satisfied ? ❜

❛ why are you doing this ? ❜

❛ don’t come any closer , that’s far enough . ❜

❛ if you don’t pull the trigger i’ll pull it for you ! ❜

❛ i thought that you were in danger … ❜

❛ you’re dangerous … i , i just don’t want to end up dead .. ❜

❛ i promise i won’t hurt you … ❜

❛ can you please stop screwing with my mind , god ! ❜

❛ i don’t want to be here anymore , please , can we go back ? ❜

❛ um …. i’m not sure i want to go , thanks anyway .. ❜

❛ that sounds dangerous …. i’m in . ❜

❛ i don’t know , it sounds awfully dangerous … ❜

❛ stay back or i will rip your head off ! ❜

❛ i think … this is wrong , no . i can’t just stand by and watch it . ❜

❛ do you think you would ever hurt me like that ? ❜

❛ i can’t be with someone who could hurt me like that … ❜

❛ this is not love ! it is obsession ! a sick one at that ! ❜

❛ are you following me ? what … what do you want ? money ? ❜

❛ please … i have money , just let me go . ❜

❛ i don’t think you realize how the dangerous this game is .. ❜

❛ it’s not just a game ! ❜

❛ if you’re in some kind of trouble , you can tell me . ❜

❛ come on , it’s just a game , what could go so wrong ? ❜

❛ are you the one that’s been watching me ? stalking me ? ❜

❛ actually , do you mind if we just stop/pull over here ? ❜

❛ what are you doing ? you missed the stop back there ? ❜

❛ hello ? is someone there ? ❜

❛ you’re scaring me … ❜

❛ okay , you’re really starting to scare me … ❜

#❛ ● █ PROMPTS: IN CHARACTER. ❜#muses that i have yet to interact are more than welcome to send these :>#some of these could definitely work!

❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ // from Momo ~

( * / @khrysallis / prompt / accepting )

Moments of utmost queitude were introduced upon having such query cause reverberation amid the atmosphere environing both souls. He remained tall and tacit, with equipose exuded customarily. He allowed the warmth of sunlight to engulf his totality, contradicting the abyss perpetuating the construction of his current residence. Gloved arms had taken a folded formation thereunder garmented thorax; this was not a stance out of defensiveness, but merely, providing some comfort lieu of the statuary posture he is binded in, nigh sempiternally.

In regardance of the wretchedness of this realm, he had avowed to himself that alterations will take transpiration upon reaching ascendancy to absolution. The pillars that carry the encumbrance of the sins, corruptiveness, erroneous governship, will shatter to nothingness with resultant changes to supersede of such; justice, correctful judicature and irrefragably, an individual worth of earning godhood. Controversial for many, as his own actions had demonstrated the exact opposite --- a compassionless, inexorable tyrant with egoism reaching levels beyond comprehension. He was criminality's epitome, callous and impassive at eminence, but such shallow depictions showcase oneselve's incompetence to comprehend.

And despite everything, he was placed at a standstill for several millenniums. Immortality was one of his greatest tools to possess, in a union with patience. Therefore, one could consider this as the end of it all, he, one the other hand, was still making prideful strides towards the path he had begun walking. Unhesitant, sans any change in his pattern of walking, resoluteness would still embrace his beating flexor.

❛ From a perfunctory point of view, one would consider this as purposeless, rendered to nothing but impracticality. However, for one that wields resolvedness, this is only the beginning, Hinamori - kun. I have made it abudantly clear in the past, that patience is a virtue, only granted to those that had fought for it. ❜

❛ Thus, I believe this answers your question. ❜

#❛ ● █ MAIN VERSE: IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU ARE SEEING? OR IS IT WHAT YOU ARE WISHING TO SEE? ❜#❛ ● █ RESPONSES: IN CHARACTER. ❜#khrysallis

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