DIVINITY.

PRAY TO THE GODDESS, DON'T BREAK YOUR PROMISE.

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scopesting‌:

     at first saori’s about to start debating – her clever mouth parts to give a remark – until it sinks in that her friend addresses her feline pal, and not her. she settles back down with a clear of her throat and smiles, more than amused to watch an all too familiar encounter to a cat owner like herself. macaron loves climbing through their tree at home. she must’ve snatched her out of it about a hundred times at this point. 

     saori ashes her cigarette off in the distance, nodding along with yoruichi’s spiel towards yuudachi. she agrees ! there’s no time to ruin ambiance, christmas, or the decor. it’s rude. saori comes a little closer when yuudachi’s placed near her heeled feet, glancing down with a wide smile that just says hey, little guy ! you look cute !  “   you can play with me, yuudachi ! i love games.   “  she gives off the very energy of a misbehaved cat herself. she crouches onto her haunches, offering out a polite hand for the cat to sniff.   “   he’s so cute, yoruichi ! and you have a lovely home.   “ 

     ‘ clearly he loves them, so you two will have fun. ‘ a word of warning from a simple cat owner as she swipes up her fallen decorations scattered on the floor. 

     quite the gathering and first house impressions this is, right? what’s better than this though, two women with misbehaved cat energy with a literal misbehaved cat in a pretty upscale modern house. sounds like a sitcom in the making, would definitely rake in some good views and ratings from those who are interested in absolute degeneracy. she flashes a proud smile mentally circling back to the comment about her having a lovely home, strolling over to make an aesthetic recovery effort to her christmas tree.

     ‘ thanks, boo. ‘ yoruichi speaks over the quiet clinking of the ornaments, to the point, but definitely from the heart. it means a lot to a lady to hear that her place is pretty fly, especially one that she keeps under wraps for the most part. ‘ i’m not too keen on letting just anyone lay eyes on my place. think of it like you’re part of an exclusive, sexy club that has a penchant for interior design. '

[trash-with-pride]

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i’m alive

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MEIKO KAJI as Yuki Kashima in Lady Snowblood (dir. Toshiya Fujita, 1973, Japan)

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scopesting‌:

     she sure is being….ogled. saori bats those huge made for tv eyes back at aika, mouth pursing in consideration. she smiles shortly after with a laugh and shakes her head.   “   me ? i mean – yes, me. but – my husband makes clothing. i’ve done it once or twice for him. and ! i used to be a brand ambassador for a couple of places when i was a ballerina. does that count ?   “  that’s a lot more information than what was needed. she seems to realize as much, giving an embarrassed cough.   “   not seriously, i guess. why ?   “ 

      trap card activated! she smiles as well, cozying herself on up by crossing her legs under her, swaying side to side on her own plush couch cushion. ‘ have you ever seen one of those youtube videos where they try on clothes? ‘ aika questions, hoping saori will see where she’s going with this. ‘ it’s like a haul video sometimes. they’ll buy a ton of clothes then show off how they fit. the reason i’m asking is that i’d love to do one with you and hisana. ‘ you know, cute fashionable mom stuff that’s easily digestible for the public. ‘ i haven’t asked her yet only ‘cause i haven’t gotten a hold of her. are you in? ‘

[hakkyokens]

starter call while i dig through my tweets to make coherent headcanons so this blog isn’t so barren and dusty :B specify muse if ya want .. or don’t! that’s also fine

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@scopesting​

     ‘ you give me gray hairs. ‘ her tone is brimming with annoyance, peeking through the rustling of her chistmas tree as she successfully nabs her cat culprit before he can make an attempt to climb further.

     an obvious exaggeration because miss shihôin is not only a knockout with silky black hair, but she love, love, loves her precious little cat! what’s not to love about yuudachi? he’s small, cute, and looks like a little ink blot with big golden eyes, but someone has to drive the point home with how stressful pets have the potential to be. put out dramatics and you get them back is a virtue in her household and bulb ornaments rolling around on the floor and a misaligned bead garland is drama, honey.

     they’re having a real moment here. he’s cupped in both of her hands at her eye level, a look being shared that is universal with all pet owners which says, why the fuck are you doing this! for someone who has historically been on the annoying side for some down the line, perhaps yoruichi has finally met her equally annoying match in her simple house cat. ‘ don’t ruin the ambiance, christmas, or the decor. we have company. ‘ her final word before making many steps away from the tree, gently setting him down closer to where saori stood, hoping yuudachi would find some type of entertainment with her.

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justgoteithings‌:

    And here he is just…Oblivious to it all. An unlit cigarette hangs between his lips, arms crossed lazily. There’s this…Blank, almost unaware look on his face. As neutral this constantly frowning expression can get. Riki blinks, brows furrowed as he just stares down at her.

    “–Th’hell am I pretending about?” Oh dear. He’s an idiot.

     big sigh. she can’t even get mad because they both rode in together in the same clown car anyways, rough life. she rolls her neck, hunching her shoulders up enough to where her head can softly rest on the left one. the finishing touch? her crossing her arms just like him.

     ‘ you look like this. ‘ oh, and she adds a scowl in. you know, for emphasis. ‘ because you won’t even pretend to smile. ‘

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enlumaria‌:

     SAYURI LEANS FORWARD— SHE is a self proclaimed Lisa apologist. If she wants to ask the tough questions before meetings, let her! She pauses, thinking way more than what should be necessary for a question like this, but she takes these things very seriously. Almost as seriously as her officer duties. If one looks hard enough, they can easily see their shared brain cell moving to Sayuri’s head like a hot potato. 

          “I suppose it depends. I can see the appeal of vampires, as long as we’re talking about the beautiful, charming ones that you see in romance novels. Are those the ones that you’re talking about? ”

     the beautiful, charming ones? oh... oh. there’s a deafening silence between them after lisa opens her mouth to speak and soon closes it because, well. that’s just not on today’s agenda, it’s really not. people already like everyone and everything that’s gorgeous, smooth, and good looking, vampires included. hell, she may have just asked if celebrities and models are pretty at that rate. this is the monster fucker hot seat, dammit and she’s here for the real deal.

     ‘ no. ‘ which unfortunately poses the question now of which fucking vampires is she even talking about, ‘ scary ones. teeth, fangs, claws. the ones not trying to hide behind glamour nor money. ‘

[hakkyokens]

@escapedartgeek​

      before zora starts judging her for all of the things she yoinked off the shelves, just hear her out! hisana really only wants the best for her dear little sister, that much is obvious. a good space to live, a nice job, other people that will care about her, comfort, security, all of it. art supplies are definitely on this list as well because whatever hobbies rukia picks up matter just as much to her as anything else, whether or not she needs as many that would easily stock up a few elementary school classrooms is up for debate.

     a head tilt as she starts to make a mental tally of all of the things in the cart, ‘ am i going overboard? please be honest. ‘

[dear-indies]

Evolution (2001) Quotes! - trigger warnings: nsfw, swearing, gun, and military mentions.

Inspired by @syfyhq​!

“Despite all the warnings.”

“Bad move.”

“It’s showtime.”

“Don’t worry, ma'am! I’m here to save you!”

“Keep those people back! This is an emergency!”

“Though it may be hard to believe a single biology professor…”

“As you can see, there was a shocking statistical anomaly.”

“Congratulate yourselves. I have a good feeling about this group.”

“There seems to be a mistake here.”

“A meteor? Where?”

“Wouldn’t you prefer a different profession?”

“Actually, what I want to be is Miss Arizona.”

“Ready for lunch?”

“Let me grab my stuff.”

“A meteor hit last night.”

“I’m taking you in case I have to do something scientific.”

“I signed up over the Internet.”

“That’s my baby. Take it easy.”

“So I’d appreciate it if you’d let me go.”

“Now that’s a hole!”

“I believe we’ve located the target.”

“Look at these jackasses.”

“Muscle pose. Give me big smiles! Looking good.”

“At ease, gentlemen! The feds are here.”

“Let’s not get combative.”

“We’re just here to get some scientific samples. If that’s okay.”

“It just hit last night and it has stuff growing on it.”

“Let’s get a sample and get out of here.”

“Let’s bag it.”

“Your résumé will shine.”

“The meteor samples are teeming with one-celled organisms.”

“Their metabolic rates are off the charts.”

“They’re dividing at an incredible rate. Almost exponential.”

“Their DNA has ten base pairs.”

“The DNA of all earth life has only four base pairs.”

“…these are organisms from another world.”

“They’re aliens.”

“I’m not. I’m concerned about the potential tax consequences.”

“If we want to be big important scientists, you have to act the part.”

“It’s like they’re evolving.”

“It’s evolution.”

“But it’s million years worth in just a few hours.”

“At least you have the pool gig at the country club.”

“Wear your protective gloves at all times.”

“We came to pick up the rock.”

“It’s very technical.”

“I know these look like mushrooms, but refrain from eating them.”

“It’s the game we play, baby.”

“It’s converting the atmosphere.”

“Look at all this rudimentary plant life. It’s amazing.”

“Not to get all girly here, but I feel something wiggling around my toes.”

“Flatworms.”

“Come here, little buddy.”

“The oxygen must have killed it.”

“It must need its own atmosphere to live.”

“Grab a specimen jar. We’ll scoop some atmosphere in there with them.”

“It took us two billion years to do what they did in a couple of days.”

“Those germs are the embodiment of the American dream.”

“It’s mitosis. That’s how they reproduce.”

“We call no one, we tell no one. This is our secret.”

“What about the government? They usually get involved.”

“This is our discovery. We must maintain absolute control.”

“We have to do more research and check our findings. Document everything.”

“You know what to do with the towels because you’re the pool boy.”

“Not anymore. You’re not on the list.”

“White man doesn’t like to be yelled at.”

“Get his gun!”

“All this time I thought you were just a schoolteacher.”

“You should’ve known better than to keep something this big from us.”

“I’d heard about your recklessness but you are way out of line on this one.”

“Nice to meet you, too.”

“You son of a bitch.”

“We’ve already secured the area.”

“Did you catch that condescending tone?”

“You’re a disgrace, and a dangerous one at that.”

“Forget the foreplay. We just got screwed.”

“I don’t care who they are. Stealing is stealing!”

“They took the rock, the samples, all the little wormy critters.”

“All the data’s gone. The JPEG files, the DNA sequences. They cleaned us out.”

“I’m calling the cops.”

“They are the cops!”

“Let me ask you something.”

“The penalty for impersonating an officer is five years in prison.”

“Testing, one, two.”

“I don’t have anything on my schedule.”

“Our little babies are growing up.”

“Three weeks, it’s already like a rain forest in here.”

“That tree just ate it.”

“Everything here seems to be food for something else, so let’s stay off the menu.”

“Come here, look at these little things.”

“Yeah. Snag one and put it in the bucket.”

“Don’t be scared. We came for a specimen, now snag one.”

“Come on, my little red lobster.”

“Come on, my sexy little crustacean.”

“ Let’s bag that and get the hell out of here.”

“The fly! There’s a fly in my suit!”

“I’ll get the lubricant.”

“There’s always time for lubricant!”

“Ice cream. I’d like an ice cream, please.”

“I’m thinking seriously about moving. Maybe to California. Start over.”

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@justgoteithings​

      well, she’s about given up on this whole getting him to smile thing. is the way she’s going about it sorta obnoxious? yes but like... so? the jokes didn’t work nor did other comedic timings of things throughout the day so resorting to pushing up his cheeks with her index fingers to force a smile is the last line of offense here. it’s cute but it’s not working. not only is it not working, it’s artificial! riki, you’re killing her.

     ‘ you could at least pretend. ‘ her arms are sore, she’s dying but it won’t stop her from gently pinching his cheeks. ‘ just once. ‘

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@enlumaria​

      ‘ miss fukunaga, ‘ her tone is sing-song as she waves her to come through the curtains, loud but still keeping a melody of obvious elation to see one of her favored clients. there’s a folded shihakusho waiting with sayuri’s name on it like, literally. there’s a folded piece of paper with her name scribbled over it to separate the finished order among the mess of other things neither she and her mother haven’t exactly had the time to get to yet. work uniforms and aligning looking cute have to be priority, something they’ve both agreed on in the past.

      ‘ i don’t recall you ever wanting your sleeves this short, ‘ she remarks with a smile after handing off the robes. ‘ a special occasion? ‘

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@scopesting​

      yeah she’s staring at saori, keep scrolling! like, she’s just pretty, what is aika supposed to do? perhaps it’s the airheaded, chaotic bisexuality coursing through her veins as per usual but this time it’s actually going to go somewhere, a future business venture type of somewhere.

      ‘ have you ever modeled? ‘ there’s a check with your name on it waiting for you, miss reyes!

[hakkyokens]

new theme yeehaw

[hakkyokens]

justgoteithings‌:

    Is this…No. The simulation must be glitching. Her chance, perhaps? Miyako looks around, just to make sure there wasn’t someone behind her with the same last name. The coast is clear–Ah. Fuck. Lips part to response, and her throat goes dry. Just say yes. It’s that easy. “I…Suppose.” Ah, she hopes she can count on Sayu–please be her wingman. “I can’t let Fukunaga have all the fun–” That’s too much, reel it back. “Er. I mean, the fun of being able to train with you, of course! There’s so much to learn..From you. Lieutenant Hinamori.” Or just crash and burn, that’s okay too.

      no such thing as crashing and burning here because this here peach is what the kids call flattered. ‘ i’m honored you feel that way, miss tanaka! ‘ momo smiles wide as she takes a light jog over to miyako, eyes brimming with a mixture of gratitude and excitement. ‘ miss fukunaga is supposed to be meeting me there, ‘ she explains. ‘ we’ve been working on different kidô formations! she thought it would be a good idea if we included others as well. ‘

[hakkyokens]

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     priceless ! treasure it, hisana, treasure it ! saori welcomes her friend’s closeness and snakes an arm over her shoulder to draw her into her side. she loves being close with people she likes. it’s a love language.  “    good ! you definitely have to !   “  life is short, as hisana knows. so, saori doesn’t have to beat a dead horse. it’s insensitive. feel that dustmite power, babe ! forget no nut november. it is n(every)o nut november in saori’s book. “    ooooh, when ? love the attitude, hisana ! you’ll be a body shot expert in no time.    “   ah, that ? saori leans back a little so she can better look down at her friend, offering a wide flash of her teeth through a warm smile. it’d be hard to miss the wave of love sickness that washes over this dolt’s face. She Is The Woman White Feminists Flame In Their Think Pieces.  

     “     well. i was a ballerina – of course ! and one day, i guess the company i danced for brought him on for costumes and i saw him one day and i was like wow, someone new ! he’s kind of cute. but he didn’t look super approachable. i still wanted to say hi, though. see what he was about.    “   uh huh, sure. we all know the truth, fool.   “    i just introduced myself since he would be working on a lot of what i was wearing. i maybe only talked to him for five minutes and all i could think was how much more cute he was in person. ugh ! i got such a crush and looked like an idiot.   “  she slows down. she has to break it up into digestible pieces.

      ( meme voice ) look at this dude. all of this information has her so enthralled, just real captivated-like. maybe the two of them should form a club revolving around being moms, body shots, meeting your significant other at work, and being the bane of white feminism? sounds good, great even! hisana is already planning their first official meeting in her head. ‘ so cute! ‘ her hands clasp together as she lets out a dreamy sigh, because wow, love is truly the greatest of all time. ‘ that sounded just like a fairy tale or movie plot, you know? ‘

     ‘ i also experienced one of those sudden crushes myself, ‘ she chimes in, fervently nodding surrounding the very relatable romance origin stories while gearing up to go on her own trip down memory lane. ‘ byakuya and i met at work too! i was the stenographer for a case of his. at the end of the day i introduced myself and thanked him for speaking clearly since it made my job much easier. ‘ what a roller coaster ride it’s been since then, huh? who knew a simple thanks would land them both married to each other with a cute, chunky baby? honestly, both she and saori should re-enact that paul rudd meme right about now, look at them, who woulda thought. ‘ the feelings were very unexpected, i never felt so strongly about anyone before him. ‘