雛森 桃

❝Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?❞ [Affliated with Lets-Bleach Though I am willing to RP outside the group as well!]

[stolenwine]

It is a lonely thing, to be of wanting soul and unwilling heart.

i am trying so fucking hard, Emma Bleker (via stolenwine)

[frommemetoyou]

Anonymously tell me one thing you like about my roleplaying

[delusivefox-archived-blog]

  He paused to let the tiny lieutenant catch up but it was her question that took him off guard.

"What an odd question, Hinamori-chan. I ain’t picky an’ word has it yer bakin’ is quite somethin’~" he rubbed the back of his neck mildly and thought for a moment as they strolled along and he quickly deduced the reasoning behind the new line of questioning. "There is no need to fret over that. Aizen-taichō had some things for me to do which incidentally coincide with the route you are takin’. -‘Sides, the way yer lookin’ it would be cruel for me not to keep an eye on you if yer gonna insist on runnin’ around workin’ in your condition~. What would he think of me if I let his lieutenant collapse on the job an’ do nothin’ at all about it?" He had no reason to assist her other than boredom and mild curiosity and it certainly was no effort on his part, nor something worth being repaid for. My, my what a dear little thing~!

The ease and friendly manner in which he chatted away came naturally. A well perfected act and for a brief moment he had the sense that he was watching himself instead of actively being part of the moment. His foot falls were solid, the sun on his face and back burned ever so slightly and his presence was real but he felt as if he was momentarily inhabiting someone else’s far simpler life where there were deserts and treats and friendly conversation with a girl he knew would one day be stabbed through the heart by the captain she adored. They strolled on. It was too perfect a day to consider such things. 

"Ah, but now I am curious," he continued, deflecting her question casually with a blunt question of his own. "How are ya findin’ workin’ under, Aizen-taichō?"

[artsymomo]

            Well for her asking him such a question wasn't odd. It was the norm for her. She always made sure that she knew what others liked for sweets or any kind of food. It made it easier for her to make them something to eat whenever she had time of her own. She always did it for Hitsugaya, Rangiku, and Lorna. Aizen had always gotten special dishes.

            Momo was his star lieutenant, he always took care of her and she always took care of him. 

            Cheeks heated up a bit more again as she wobbled on her feet. At the mention of her just collapsing as they walked down the hall made her feel a bit more woozy than she should have felt; but she wasn't about to let him know that. Even if Gin was able to read her a lot better than she hid her true feelings. 

             Honestly, Momo sucked at lying anyway.

             ❝Aizen-taichou wouldn't get upset, it'd be my-my fault if I ended up falling over it would have been my fault.❞ Which it would have been her fault -- he'd be upset that she was working herself over her limit when she's sick, but she can't help it.

              ❝---Eh?❞

             ❝--Well, etto, working under Aizen-taichou isn't what I thought it would be. I mean I look at Shiro-chan or Zaraki-taichou, they aren't anything compared to Aizen-taichou. He's sweet, and easy to work with. I don't have any problems.❞

[artsymomo]

It's taken me awhile to figure out why Momo never refers to anyone by Taichou. During hers days under Aizen she would always refer to Aizen and co as they correct terms because well, it was a happier time for her. Now? The title Taichou just reminds her of ill times -- times when she still(even if she still now calls him Aizen-taichou) she looked up to a man that was a flake.

Though, if a captain wants her to call them Taichou, she would comply as best as she could and complete their request.

[adamaspulveris-blog]

Times like these, when he engaged in normal activities without a thought straying to old memories of terror and anger, made his mind wander towards the never ending what ifs. Would he be in the same division as her? Their bond probably would have grown had he lived long enough to get to know her better. Would he have been able to help her through the terrible times that befell her?

He liked to think that he could have. She really was too nice to deserve such a terrible fate.

"Well, if it bothers him so much, you are always welcome to hang around with me if you get too warm. I don’t mind using my powers to help others avoid heatstroke." His offer was sincere and purely meant to be innocent. Though he knew if Hitsugaya were around, he would very quickly intervene to prevent such a thing.

It was adorable how defensive he was over her, especially when he didn’t realize it.

Ah, he had touched a nerve it seemed. Though he was hardly surprised, work always came before anything else. It had been that way even back in the Academy. “Still working himself to exhaustion I see. Well…its nice to hear he hasn’t changed much…even though that habit is one I wish he would change.”

[artsymomo]

             Momo blinked for a few moments as she rolled back and forth on her heels -- it was an attempt to keep herself moving -- to keep the heat off her body. It was rather stuffy in her robes and usually she would have bothered Hitsugaya by bringing him food. But he was busy and she really didn't even know where to find him as of late. Rangiku or even Lorna didn't know where to find him either. 

             It hurt, but she would swallow it for the time being.

             There wasn't anything she could do. He promised he would comeback to her -- and he always did. It just seemed that every time they were apart that -- Momo missed him even more. She feared that he would never comeback to her, that he would just disappear on her -- pull a...---.

            Sigh.

            ❝If you wanted, I have room in my office. You can set up camp there. Hirako-kun won't mind.❞ He was usually too busy or off yelling about something anyhow. Lips pressed together for a moment before she let out a small sigh. Momo wasn't a fan of talking about Hitsugaya's work schedule. What was she to do? He was a captain -- he had a division to run, things to do. 

             ❝You and me both.❞ A quiet simper followed bit a sad smile.

[artsymomo]

Swings by with Laon to give birthday cuddles and some cupcakes.

             Cheeks would tinge a bit of a pink color as she was soon engulfed in the woman's warm embrace. It was nice to know that Lorna remembered her birthday and had time to come celebrate it with her -- even if it had been a short visit. ❝Mm! Aden-chan! Those cupcakes look wonderful.❞ Lips curled into a bright smile as she doted upon the blonde by pressing a kiss to her cheek. ❝You didn't have to get me anything.❞ She leaned down to pet Laon on top of the head, ❝You didn't either.❞ She spoke in a bit of a baby voice while giggling to herself as Pichi tugged on her robes. 

[artsymomo]

[artsymomo]

"Happy Birthday, Momo-chan~!" Hands her a neatly wrapped parcel of freshly dried persimmon. He was all out of peaches.

            Fingers wrapped around the small parcel as she was handed it from the male. Honestly, she wasn't expecting much with everyone and even herself; being so busy with everything. Even if she loved birthday's and celebrations -- work was first and foremost compared to celebrating anything. 

             ❝Mmm! Thank you, Ichiramu-kun.❞ Tones were soft, but cheerful no less as she began to unwrap the small gift. Fingers carefully brushed over the paper as she tore it open to reveal the package of dried persimmon. In all honestly, Momo never really had the taste buds for persimmon, but she would accept the gift no less. 

             ❝You didn't have to get me anything, you know.❞ Even so, she warily reached out too hug his arm -- which happened briefly before she made her way back to her office.  

[artsymomo]

[ice-captain]

Crappy edit I know. This is my first follower forever, i’ve decided to do this because i’m 20 away from hitting 800. I just want to thank everyone who’s following me. To everyone who put up with me and my inactivity, ooc posts, and crack posts. I actually did not expect to the very least to pass 100 followers. I was always inactive but yet you guys stuck around so thank you!  

bolded url are my senpai’s

italic are the peeps i stalk from a distance and would love to rp with you some day

drunkenremedies || snowxreaper ||the-silence-of-shadows|| hxnamori ||

blood-passion || missloxar ||kori—hime || metexr || livingicelyon || byakuyx || 

xconquer|| beautiful-silver-disaster || hanabiira || wisteriaessence || 

severedbond || caxlum || rangikusan || shinebrightlikealion|| hxineko|| 

blueeyedmiko || ririshi || vulgar-display-of-vanity || vitaire || 

kikyo-the-priestess || cxneris || xgeneral ||xnoue || jasutisu || 

laevis—potestas || sacrxdsong ||ashengoddess || minxto ||devilllish || 

empressium || artsymomo || thedarkhairedkurosaki || wittyneko || 

sweet—kami || persxqui || hxnyou || busyoffofbasicinstinct || drxgneel || 

kyonyuukurooki || freedthedark || tetsukawa || abxrai 

I know I missed a few, but this is a portion of my followers that I really look up too! 

[aerialflight]

Found: (Pinterest)

[uberscientist]

Jar of Peaches

[marladhynnr]

See ya. 

[agingerinthesun-deactivated2014]

For the next five questions my Muse can not tell a lie.

[artsymomo]

Abuse this.

[adamaspulveris-blog]

His memories of his meetings with her were vague at best, as they only met once or twice. But he recalled that warm smile, and it was a wonder she was still able to smile like that now, given everything that had happened.

He also appreciated that she was still being nice to him. It was refreshing compared to the recent hostility he had to endure.

Now there was a nickname he hadn’t heard in years. The use of it actually made him laugh a little. “Almost exactly like him now that I think about it. That’ll be useful in the coming months, don’t you think?” Summer was fast approaching, and the ability to conjure ice was really going to be a blessing.

"How is Shiro-chan doing these days?"

[artsymomo]

          That bright, cheery personality of hers -- came and went as the seasons changed. One day she could brighten up anyone's day with a smile. Other days she could suck the life out of a party. There really was no in between -- not after everything that happened in the past.

           The scars that were figuratively and literally left behind still burned -- seethed with memories Momo wished she could cover with paint.

            Though, she'd hide away everything with a smile, just for today.

          ❝Don't let him hear you say that, he doesn't like being used as a human air conditioner.❞ She had tried, and succeeded in using his cold aura to her advantage during the cold months, but Hitsugaya always let her know with a grumble that he wasn't happy about her doing so.

          Lips tugged into a bit of a frown when he asked how Hitsugaya was doing. ❝--Busy.❞ Which she hated, she hated it oh so much when he was so busy. He rarely left himself time to eat when he focused on his work and even sleep on some days too. ❝Always busy.❞ She heaved a sigh.

[artsymomo]

♥ ♠ ♦

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? 

Momo loves love. 

When she loves them, she loves them with everything she has. She loves them right down to their personality, even they way that they walk and talk. Love to her, means getting lost and forgetting the world with that one special person. Know that there is a smile that is just dedicated to her sets her heart a flutter. So, you could say that she’s a romantic, but she doesn’t want all those gifts of flowers, necklaces and whatever else that she could get.

As long as she has that one special someone’s arms around her, she’s at home.

♠ - What are they afraid of?

Honestly? Betrayal, disloyalty. Ever since the events with Aizen — Momo fears anyone leaving her — leaving her for dead. It often keeps her up at night. The thought of someone leaving her like Aizen did; it just ruined her. 

 Now, sometimes she thinks about it being her fault — her being too gullible for taking his adoration for her as something when it was nothing to him.

♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of?

The one thing that she always has been proud of is her artwork. The blood, sweat and tears she puts into her work is astounding. It’s an outlet — a passion and she’ll never let it go in a million years. 

She’d go to the ends of the earth of her art — for paints; anything she needs. Her art is a part of her — taking it away would tear her apart.

[oztheblackrabbit-deactivated201]

questions about your character.

[artsymomo]

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♠ - What are they afraid of? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? ☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep? ☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy. ☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react? ♪ - Are they musically inclined? ♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy? ✓ - How do they react to praise? ✕ - How do they handle rejection? ☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats? ❄ -  Favorite season and why? ☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to? ❤ - Do they have a love interest? ✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand? ♔ - Do they value loyalty? ♕ - Do they trust easily?