* PRAY / PREY.

nnoitra gilga of bleach   /   by zach.   //   semi active.

[buttonpoetry]

Sick or not, your skin has always been on fire.

Bernard Ferguson - “Flareup” (via buttonpoetry)

[poetryproject]

Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again.

Ernest Hemmingway (via poetryproject)

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* henlo stinkies. i’ve been hanging out on another blog. i’ll get to things here soon tho ! 

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‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

            ❛   o,   come   to   gloat,   have   ya ?   ❜    again     /     again,   his   abrasive   nature   is   too   much   to   handle.     haven’t   you   learned,   dear   mantis ?     time   after     /     time     /     you   choose   pain.     you   turn   to   violence     /     you   speak   with   your   fists.     he’ll   be   sore   for   days,   he’s   sure   of   it.   for   now,   he   doesn’t   move     /     sitting   where   he   was     /     on   the   ground,   recovering   even   still.       ❛   you   would   know   so   much   about   that,   wouldn’t   you ?     get   outta   my   sight.   ❜         leave   me   to   suffer     /     leave   me   to   fester.     just   as   he   surely   would     /     inevitably     /     alone. 

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‘ at least bandage it. ’

            ❛   why ?     does   it   bother   you ?   ❜       always  one   to   annoy     /     to   aggravate     /     but   when   he   is   the   annoyed     /     the   aggravated     /     he   will   show   no   mercy.     to   have   such   a   strong   hierro   was   truly   a   gift     /     not   to   say   that   those   accidents   still   didn’t   happen,   now   +   again.     a   scuff   as   minor   as   this   was   child’s   play     /     perhaps   he   needed   to   clean   +   cover   it.     the   palm     /     cleanly   cut   +   indeed   bleeding,   albeit   minutely     /     is   pushed   up   into   the   other’s   face,   hovering.       ❛   kiss   it   better   for   me,   won’t   you ?     then   i’ll   bandage   it.   ❜

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* like this for a starter.    no cap   /   mutuals only   /   these will be queued. 

[bleachallmysoul]

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sniffs.

get away from me you filthy heathen. 

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   * so i’m gonna be queuing those asks + my starters   /   replies from now on.    just in case i start posting in consistently.    question : should i have it post once a day,    or twice ?

[hakushinosakura]

[vhsmeme]

* pick-a-fight meme

‘ could you shut up for five minutes? ’

‘ i have a better idea. why don’t you walk home? ’

‘ so what? ’

‘ i don’t give a shit. ’

‘ aw, did i hurt your wittle feelings? ’

‘ are you serious! ’

‘ how could you let this happen! ’

‘ kiss. my. ass. ’

‘ oh, did i do that? silly me. ’

‘ one more word and i’ll burn your breakfast. don’t test me. ’

‘ admit it. i was right. ’

‘ get out. ’

‘ you’re wrong and you know it. ’

‘ yeah? make me. ’

‘ better let an expert handle this one. ’

‘ i hope you get sunburn! ’ 

‘ i hope you get frostbite! ’

‘ have fun getting home. ’

‘ hope you’re happy, asshole. ’

‘ get your hands out of my face. ’

‘ sorry, what was that? i couldn’t hear you over the bullshit. ’

‘ un-fucking-believable. ’ 

‘ forget it. i’ll do it myself. ’

‘ hey, fuck you! ’

‘ jesus, it was a joke. get over yourself. ’

‘ i hope you step on a lego. ’

‘ you’re leaving. right now. ’

‘ eat my shorts. ’

‘ this blows! ’ 

‘ don’t tempt me. ’ 

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nnoitra: tch. women suck.

me, sipping on my "i love women" juice: oh worm ???

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   * i don’t condone inappropriate behaviour.    i may be a very desensitized person for various personal reasons,    but i always try to watch out for the comfort of my friends + followers.    if i ever step out of line,    all i ask is that you politely correct me.    if i ever forget to tag triggering content,    let it be known that i’m sorry + i genuinely didn’t mean to.    nudge me about it,    come into my askbox ( anon is on ) + politely ask me to tag such + such with the appropriate tags.    (  i know it says in my rules too,    but my trigger tags look like “ # _____ // ” just so we’re clear.  )    just know that while i have no direct triggers,    that doesn’t mean that others don’t,    + i try to respect that. 

   but moving on + repeat,    i don’t condone inappropriate behaviour,    both in character + out.    there are some things you just don’t say / do or have your muse(s) say / do.    i won’t outright say exactly what,    but i expect you guys to know the do’s + don’t’s of roleplay on tumblr.    you’re grown ass people + just know that i never intentionally mean to disrespect y’all.    i’m glad that anon came to me about the situation    ( mutuals feel free to IM me for an explanation ) + i took action. 

   listen,    i’m not hear to lecture,    so i’m trying to keep things short.    but if there’s any sort of drama that i missed    ( because i tend to go missing for possibly months at a time )    please inform me,    either via inbox or IMs if we’re mutuals.    bc i don’t go looking for drama,    in fact i try to avoid it wherever possible,    but i have to rely on you guys to give me the scoop so i can decide for myself.    thank you again to that anon who came to me,    it means a lot.    i ain’t tryin’ to mess with shit like that.    this blog    ( as well as my other blogs )    are meant to be safe spaces for everyone,    + i intend to keep it that way. 

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* i wish that person who sent me an anon just now would have been off anon. i want to reply to them privately. if you’re reading this + sent me that anon, please inbox me again off anon. i swear i’m not mad at you, i just ... need clarification ??? idk. 

[vhsmeme]

* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’