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it is —— one pitch black hole replaced by another: an ironic throne room of a prison cell twisting & turning until the landscape begins to change, with a number of creatures ( is there anything else he could label them as, at least upon a simple first look ? ) now filling the void that twenty thousand years of loneliness were supposed to leave within his very soul. it has not been that long since the sentence was proclaimed ( barely a couple years, if his calculations do not fail him ) … but the quiet of muken has more often than not been difficult to withstand all the same. IMMORTALITY FEELS LIKE A CURSE when paired with an eternity of dull boredom. it is —— one version of the same hell, every monster within it being one that simply crawled out of the dark & into the spotlight. a dimension that only shows before his eyes once the strange, crimson stone so carefully kept within the deity’s vicinity had tasted enough of his despair, could never be called anything else. ❛ aizen. ❜ his visage ever unmoving, no shiver to run down a spine as she nears / no trembling knees as a crushing reiatsu - like power tries it’s very best to glue him to the floor. yet it doesn’t. there is no obvious intent to do so to begin with … they are, all of them, welcoming him as an equal: freeing him of his binds, irregardless of whether he could’ve done so on his own or not, embracing him like a brother —— or, perhaps, like a lover. it is —— bizarre, new, bordering ominous. ❛ what is this place ? ❜ oh, is this what they call salvation ?

FROM HER THROAT EMERGES A LOW HUM , THE AIR vibrating with the sound --- prickling , as if reality itself was FLINCHING away from the godhand in her temporary existence. The ground had softened , like WEEDS had a garden of flesh & viscera begun to define their surroundings , a rotted reflection of the REAL cradling them with not unlike a mother expecting. She presses into him , CRAVING the warmth emanating from his vessel & swiftly , her thin fingers venture along his physique to remove the band obscuring his eye.

❛ ------ Blood under the SKIN , nothing that hasn’t existed before. Think of it as the same place , but instead of wood it’s constructed with RAW thought & emotion. It is known as Qliphoth , a dark reflection of this world , merely one amongst infinite others . . . ❜

A disgusting POP is heard , a lowly fleshy THING swelling under the pressure of his power until its distorted features gave , it’s remains a single eye slowly dissolving into the shifting mass of its peers. Her skin TINGLES , a mirth glimmering in her pale eyes as she beholds his potential ---- so STRONG ! & yet he will grow stronger still , a prospect that warmed the empty void in her chest. What will he sacrifice ? An army ? A lover ? teeth are unveiled only for them to seek the skin of her lip & hold it tightly , her desire to witness the coming of their FIFTH burning into the thickening air.

❛ There ---- you should be able to see us better now . . . ❜

#𝗗𝗘𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗔 / ( 🇸🇴🇺🇸🇺🇰🇪 🇦🇮🇿🇪🇳 )#𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗦 / 🇷🇴🇹🇹🇪🇩 🇷🇪🇦🇱🇮🇹🇾 🇩🇪🇫🇮🇳🇪🇩 🇧🇾 🇦🇹🇷🇴🇵🇭🇾 ( 🇲🇦🇮🇳🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪 )

FROM THE DARKNESS DOES THE WHISPER OF HER form take shape , a pale mist warping into the soft visage of bared skin , gnarled tendrils writhing from the back of her skull & curling in the air --- TASTING it. An essence in its infancy , a GOD within his spacial womb awaiting a marvelous ASCENDANCE beyond this shrinking reality , the gnarled BEASTS forming at her presence kneeling before their young PRINCE in awe.

Arms crawl across his shoulders to rest about his neck , hair licking at the skin of his concealed face as her lips draw near , GHOSTING upon the shell of his ear ------ her whispers bringing naught but a chill to bones.

❛ I hear you my prince --- long have we waited for to HATCH from this shell. These flimsy things they’ve believed have kept you -------- are they too TIGHT ? ❜

A claw slowly glides upon his binds , dense kido built by the hymns of of a thousand praying masters SNAP , their words shattering into the void as steadily , their work is graciously UNDONE. A velvet wings encircles him , it’s warmth meant as a comfort , they’re differences she knows are soon to fade & soon , he shall walk among them draped in beautiful appendages of his own.

❛ Breathe easy now , my boy & tell me what they call you. ❜

@deicada

#au where Aizen is meant to be the fifth godhand #also i realize this starter is op af but #oh we l l #𝗗𝗘𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗔 / ( 🇸🇴🇺🇸🇺🇰🇪 🇦🇮🇿🇪🇳 )#𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗦 / 🇷🇴🇹🇹🇪🇩 🇷🇪🇦🇱🇮🇹🇾 🇩🇪🇫🇮🇳🇪🇩 🇧🇾 🇦🇹🇷🇴🇵🇭🇾 ( 🇲🇦🇮🇳🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪 )

vaememes

✧ BEING HUMAN SENTENCE STARTERS .

warning: triggers apply. adult language, sexual themes, violence. change pronouns to your liking / as you see fit!

❛ We’re all hiding something, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ What’s the penalty? What are the consequences, really? ❜ ❛ “I’m only human,” you say, and all is forgiven. ❜ ❛ But what if some cruel twist of fate makes you something else, something other? ❜ ❛ Every human spends a night or two on the dark side and regrets it. ❜ ❛ But what if you only exist on the dark side? ❜ ❛ But when you’re something other, a monster, the consequences are worse. ❜ ❛ You wake up from your nightmares. We don’t. ❜ ❛ I used to think this curse was what happened to me once a month. ❜ ❛ Life is a series of choices. As it turns out, death is the same. ❜ ❛ What am I now? Where do I go from here? ❜ ❛ Do you accept what you are or do you refuse? ❜ ❛ I’m not interested in making things convenient for you. ❜ ❛ I’m afraid I’m gonna need a little bit more reassurance than that. ❜ ❛ You invited the entire neighborhood into our house? Are you insane? ❜ ❛ What are we even doing here if we can’t say hi to the neighbors? ❜ ❛ When’s the last time you were truly alone? ❜ ❛ Why do we insist on looking when every impulse tells us to look away? ❜ ❛ I were just talking about how I am in hell but, whatever, let’s… talk about you. ❜ ❛ What sets a human apart from a monster, aside from genetics? ❜ ❛ How long have you thought you were a werewolf? ❜ ❛ ‘Cause even a monster can be afraid of the darkness. ❜ ❛ I got to be honest, it smells like dog to me. ❜ ❛ We’re both adults. I think we know when something isn’t meant to be. ❜ ❛ That’s remarkably not reassuring if you have to point that out! ❜ ❛ It doesn’t matter if you’re dead, undead or somewhere in between. ❜ ❛ I’m going to do something with my time, you know. ❜ ❛ So you’re just going to haunt them, basically. ❜ ❛ When you live forever, a few weeks is nothing. ❜ ❛ How can you see me? You’re not dead, are you? ❜ ❛ Why are there ghosts in there punching each other in the balls? ❜ ❛ You’re not dead and you’re talking to me? ❜ ❛ I’m a werewolf and he’s a vampire and that’s how we can see ghosts. ❜ ❛ It’s like we’re different countries on the same continent. ❜ ❛ So - so you’re going to turn into a wolf and have me for dinner. ❜ ❛ You got to be the cool vampire. Everybody wants to be the cool vampire.. ❜ ❛ We’re not making this up! I’m not making this up! ❜ ❛ It smells like a slaughterhouse up in your room! ❜ ❛ You murdered those two girls, those two human beings under our roof! ❜ ❛ It’s easy, it’s casual, and above all else, it’s normal. ❜ ❛ I’ve been wanting to talk to you for so long. ❜ ❛ Some people think it’s exhilarating not having your future mapped out. ❜ ❛ Freedom is just that moment of calm before the dread sets in. ❜ ❛ I never got closure with my family… or friends. ❜ ❛ How was your night, I mean…I mean, god, congrats you’re free. ❜ ❛ You can audit, pick up some skills… fight ghost crime! ❜ ❛ People, as a species, are in a constant state of metamorphoses. ❜ ❛ This shouldn’t have worked for so many reasons. ❜ ❛ Our instinct is to resist change, to fear it. ❜ ❛ You may think the greatest reward of eternal life is the power it gives you. ❜ ❛ Immortality is an easy thing to take for granted. ❜ ❛ Because it’s you humans, that haunt us. And you won’t let us go. ❜ ❛ You’re a ghost, talking to a werewolf making an egg salad sandwich. ❜ ❛ I want to be with you. I wanna be with you! But there’s something in my life… ❜ ❛ He and I both died, years apart, and then find each other again in limbo? ❜ ❛ You know all the things you were scared of as a kid, all the monsters under the bed? They’re all real. ❜

#going through the rp meme tag like SEND THIS TO KISS MY MUSE #y so thirsty damn #ill take edgy starters over fluff bait any day

godlyheir replied to your post: The appearance of the godhand is better in cgi...

if someone makes a void i’ll love you forever

Im a void stan ? like ? especially in the cgi where their biggest advantage of scale in 3d space , they made him look so huge even among the godhands. and he seems to most prominently be placed in front of the eclipse like a halo , how can someone not love that epic spinal chord ?

#godlyheir #have u seen his figma ?#LMAO now no one can say void has no spine #ooc

reiryku replied to your post: The appearance of the godhand is better in cgi...

5% of the budget went into void blocking skull knight’s attack alone And I Die Every Time I See It.

the other 95% went to animating pure bush.

#reiryku #ooc #i thought slans unrealistic body design would be immune #the godhand gave a whole new meaning to ambush #even the manga didnt have that much omg

The appearance of the godhand is better in cgi fight me.

#SORRY NOT SORRY #THAT BLUE COLOR SCHEME #IS SO EERIE #like red is scury i get it but blue gives off that purgatory sensation #and it made them look so enormous #since theyre 3d models in space #this is why part 1 had shitty cgi #the budget went to act 3 #void showing up looks cool af too #im waiting on someone to make a void pls nd thank u #so underrated #OOC

STARTER CALL !

shimekorose /

❝ Perhaps, but those are not human laws, they run above it.❞

❛ WE HEED BUT ONE LAW -- that of causality , all else is but blind fodder for the MASSES. ❜

#𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗦 / 🇷🇴🇹🇹🇪🇩 🇷🇪🇦🇱🇮🇹🇾 🇩🇪🇫🇮🇳🇪🇩 🇧🇾 🇦🇹🇷🇴🇵🇭🇾 ( 🇲🇦🇮🇳🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪 )#𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗞𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘 / ( 🇨🇾🇦🇳 🇸🇺🇳🇬 🇸🇺🇳 )

While i understand that Slans design is the obvious sexualization of the female form , my portrayal will focus more on Slan as a figure for freedom of sexual expression to women in the medieval age. Prostitutes are persecuted by the holy factions , but yet soldiers whom commit atrocities in the name of war face no shame , queens are expected to have no man other than their husband yet kings can father bastards as far as the eye can see , Slan exists as the ultimate foil to these oppressive social standards. She is every repressed sexual expression frowned upon by women , she takes the terms used to degrade women , “ Whore , and turns them into titles that give her power . She’s a deity thats worshiped by the celebration of the sensations of the human body , natural acts that are only demonized by those in religious power whom choose to see it as unclean.