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this fandom dead af but i got the most random lil burst of muse for my annoying tol son

pokes me head in ... hewwo ??? owo

#( I'M DISGUSTING IM SRRY BUT HI ! )#OOC.#TBD.

From all the things you could have cut by me, it had to be my face?!

“ah, i’m sorry about that … it just happened to be in the way.” the way he phrases it is most certainly intended to cut in a little deeper, simply not in the literal sense —– he smiles, head tilting. “i think the little scar is an improvement. makes you look like a protagonist in an action film, or something.”

#( ginjo how do u put up with him smh )#skyvar #answered.

blessedfate:

❝ — Virginia Woolf was constant in the house, pretty but sad words….I remember that ❞ there was something cryptic at the end, a delicate detail her frail memory still let her have. The softness upon her lips never wavered as she hummed pleasantly to herself, faint trickles of prose && soft words encased her mind just momentarily till her cheeks redden.

She went on to further explain, ❝ —Than, I started to read Mary Shelley on my own, there was also a fascination but I had little time to indulge in anything ❞ it was such a boring mundane thing to speak over, yet the conversation had pulled her in. How long has it been since she spoke about something so innocent? It feels like a lifetime.

His company was certainly enjoyable, dare she say refreshing. With curious eyes, her head tilted ever so as she grinned, ❝ — What about you? You seem like the type to read everything out there. Anything in particular you favor? ❞

“woolf, you said ? you seem the type.” he’s invested, at this point, in her vivid recall of her past in prose. he’s gentlemanly enough to open the door of the shop for her so that she may exit first. “a shame such a talented author ended her life so soon.” it’s a pattern too common amongst writers & deep readers alike, so divulged in a world of fantasy that reality is equivalent to toxicity.

he takes the time to consider her question & his response to it, since he’s rather well-rounded, as she describes. favorites ? he never thought much of it ; reading was a pleasure regardless of the person behind the pages. nonetheless, he supposes there have been a few he enjoyed more than the others. “if i really must choose, i’d have to say i very much leaned toward thomas hardy & his contemporaries. that age of literature was a hearty one. a lot of newly developed styles & so on ... ah, twain & dickens as well. true talents of pen.”

#blessedfate #reply.#v; unknown.#suicide mention /#death mention /#q.

“oops.” if asked, he would sincerely & genuinely promise, in profuse fashion, that he did not, by any means, intend to drop a thirty pound box of books on the arrancar’s foot. internally, however, his answer may perhaps be slightly different.

@jgerjaqez // starter call.

#jgerjaqez #starter.#v; post blood war.#( i'M SRRY FOR HIM JESUS I HOPE HE GETS KARMA SOME DAY #if u would like smth else pls let me know !! )#q.

he’s staring. it’s not subtle, not discreet, by any means, & it appears he couldn’t possibly care any less. suddenly, he bends over, just slightly, a grin splitting his face in two, “ah, you’re so little.”

@glacialdeath // starter call.

#glacialdeath #starter.#v; post blood war.#( i'M FKCINDHFGNJF #IM SO SRRY FOR HIM IMC RYGIN #AAA IF U WOULD LIKE SOMETHING ELSE LET ME KNOW !! )#q.

griefsewn-blog

hmm … so i’m lazy, & these tend get around faster anyhow, so do me a huge solid & give this post a like / reblog ( preferably the latter ) if you’d be interested in interacting with a cute college boy who just wants to help out the world ? thank u ! xoxo jem. ♥

#promo.#ooc.#( my baby is done !!!!!!!!! )

“i can’t imagine it’s very fun toting around a child with no powers to speak of ----- really, where’s your sword, your fight ?” while he had made life rather horrid for shukuro to handle, given the outcome of his quarrel with ginjo, he admired ichigo, to some degree. things just seemed much more boring without him around.

@soulflamed // starter call.

#soulflamed #starter.#v; post blood war.#( hello !! :^) i hope this is ok ! if it's not and u would like smth else #just let me know ! )#q.

skyvar:

“Well, I would be in serious trouble for sure then.” Amused, but some worry was there after all. He knew Tsukishima after all, and that might be the problem. He knew how he was, this man had lost almost as much humanity as him. Perhaps even more, not much seemed to matter to him either anymore. “I hope you know better though.” He meant it.

“relax, ginjo ----- you’ve got no reason to worry. not a single fiber of my being has felt the urge to push anyone’s buttons lately.” a stretch, considering the number of times he’s perhaps felt the need to tweak a few of ginjo’s, but true nonetheless, the man before him notwithstanding. “now you, on the other hand ... what have you been up to ? i see the telltale signs of mischief written all over you.”

#skyvar #( LET HIM LIVE SNOW #he likes to emulate scenarios he's read in his fav stories ok >:\\\#asfjskfjkd these silly boys ... men ... whatever )

skyvar:

“You sure? After you spent so much time with this guy ?!” Himself, a trouble seeker but at the same trying to get out of the way of it. Perhaps he was grinning, despite the little discussion.

“ah ... you do have a valid point there.” he can’t deny that ----- even though ginjo has always been relatively low-key about things, never delving too deep into what he would consider to be dangerous territory. “maybe you do have something to worry about, after all. better keep watch. who knows, i may be plotting something as we speak.”

#skyvar #( he would tbh. he would wear it like an extreme patriot wears their nation's flag ---#tf am i talking about anymore anjnJNJF #lmaOOO GINJO PLS )

skyvar replied to your post:

asdfgh THIS BOY … from all the things i taught u, i seem to have forgotten respect.

mmm, right ... i apologize, my bad. you really think little old me would get into trouble ? doubtful, for sure !

#skyvar #( just take a piece of tape ok #and put it over his mouth .... then write 'smartass' on the tape )

"Don't get yourself into trouble!" :v aka don't be a dick, try...

“really, ginjo … shouldn’t you be following your own advice ?”

#( smh ...#he doesnt want to try im srry ginjo )#skyvar #answered.

“what, no hello ? no welcome back party ? i helped save this place, you know -----” there isn’t a chance in hell he’d pass up an opportunity to tease byakuya, nor to capitalize on his ‘debt repaid’. it wasn’t as though he’d been the one to choose to help ichigo, after all. that was entirely on ginjo ; he’d just followed along begrudgingly.

@magnusdecus // starter call.

#magnusdecus #starter.#v; post blood war.#( i am. sorry for him ... )

“that’s not a very good idea.” he’s not exactly the king of wise decisions himself ( that’s not to say they’re unintelligent, of course ), but regardless, he can’t help but to advise this stranger head in the opposite direction of the seireitei. “the people in there ... they aren’t very welcoming to uninvited visitors.”

@acidclaw // starter call.

#acidclaw #starter.#v; post blood war.#( caMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I KNO NOTHING ABT #INUYASHA #OTHER THAN FURRIES SO IM SRRY )

he’s always overflowing with uncanny fascination at the resilience of the quincies. like cockroaches, he thinks, the way they’re stepped on countless times but still manage to survive. he smiles, head tilting at the eloquent one ( was it haschwalth ? ). “what is it that you’re up to, now that your master is dead ?” color him curious / nosy, whichever adjective is preferred ----- he’s always sort of wondered what it would be like to wield a bow & arrow of congealed reiatsu.

@pathled // starter call.

#pathled #starter.#v; post blood war.#( henlo !!!!#i hope this is alright !! just let me kno if u'd like smth else <3 )