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#HLYSINS —   This is an independent, highly selective, canon & headcanon-based, mutuals-only multi-muse, multi-fandom roleplay blog featuring Rin Okumura from Ao no Exorcist and many more!. This blog contains HEAVILY TRIGGERING CONTENT ( Must be 21+ to interact ). MINORS, PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS BLOG. I work full-time ( 40+ hours ), so activity may be slow. Please read my CARRD before interacting. PERSONAL & NON-RP BLOGS, PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS BLOG! Handled by Morgen — She/Her, 24 years old 

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[ryeonah]

          ❛ What question can I ask of the thing I am? All I have done and failed to do. The furrows I tear with my grief-mouth, a map of myself carved by my own horns. ❜  

[hlysins]

What if you liked this and I would send you ryeon's blog info?

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑰𝑻'𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑨 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑺𝑬, 𝑴𝑶𝑴. ( a random assortment of various lyrics from emo songs. feel free to change pronouns if needed. )

❛  i know you well enough to know you never loved me.  ❜ ❛  i am finished with you.  ❜ ❛  you were the last good thing about this part of town.  ❜ ❛  so don't go worrying about me, it's not like i think about you constantly.  ❜ ❛  do you feel like a man when you push her around? do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?  ❜ ❛  take back everything you ever said, you never meant a word for it.  ❜ ❛  i'm glad i didn't die before i met you.  ❜ ❛  say anything, but say what you mean.  ❜ ❛  what the hell is wrong with me? my friends say i should act my age.  ❜ ❛  it's no surprise to me, i am my own worst enemy.  ❜ ❛  i'm sick of the things i do when i'm nervous, like cleaning the oven or checking my tires or counting the number of tiles on the ceiling.  ❜ ❛  well, you treat me just like another stranger.  ❜ ❛  but i don't wanna feel a thing anymore.  ❜ ❛  doesn't it feel like your time is running out?  ❜ ❛  i don't blame you for being you but you can't blame me for hating it.  ❜ ❛  and up until now, i have sworn to myself that i'm content with loneliness.  ❜ ❛  i'll keep you my dirty little secret. don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret.  ❜ ❛  and all the times you promised me that everything would work out in the end, you were gravely mistaken.  ❜ ❛  thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great.  ❜ ❛  i never thought we'd make it out alive.  ❜ ❛  i know somewhere, somehow we'll be together.  ❜ ❛  honestly? honestly, i can't remember all my teenage feelings. and the meanings.  ❜ ❛  the more i try, the more i lose.  ❜ ❛  why can't i feel anything from anyone other than you?  ❜ ❛  second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.  ❜ ❛  and the hardest part is letting go of the nights we shared.  ❜ ❛  you contradict the fact that you still want me around.  ❜ ❛  don't ever look back. they'll tear us apart if you give them the chance.  ❜ ❛  you don't know what it's like to be like me.  ❜ ❛  i kept my word when i swore that i would let you down.  ❜ ❛  so let's just pretend everything and anything between you and me was never meant.  ❜ ❛  and i fell for the promise of a life with purpose. but i know that's impossible now.  ❜ ❛  glad the future didn't fail you like it failed me.  ❜ ❛  but i wish that i'd never met a lot of the people that i've met. not because i don't like them but because i only let them down.  ❜ ❛  don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head.  ❜ ❛  can we pretend to leave and then we'll meet again.  ❜ ❛  let's just forget everything we said and everything we did.  ❜ ❛  i don't want to waste my time, become another casualty of society.  ❜ ❛  so i told her i loved her, and she told me she loved me. and i mostly believed her and she mostly believed me.  ❜ ❛  the truth is you could slit my throat, and with my one last gasping breath i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.  ❜

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[hlysins]

Here's an uno headcanon reposted from her old blog (deadlyshe)

Prior to entering the Soul Society, she was a woman who did no wrong in her life, given that she was not cast into hell upon her death. She entered the Seireitei when the land was volatile, and a man was seeking to have people like her join his ranks. However, before that, she inhabited the rukongai — spending most of her days between what would later be known as the 78th and 80 districts. It was here that she learned how to wield a sword; after all, it was necessary in order to survive such a lawless land. It didn’t take long before she named herself Yachiru — a warning to those around her that she was not to be taken lightly. Kendō was her specialty, and she soon made a name for herself as the most diabolical criminal in all of Soul Society due to her ruthlessness and ability to win any fight she engaged in. She taught herself these sword techniques as a means of survival, but the more she practiced and realized how life was more of a dog-eat-dof world in which it was either kill or be killed, the more her newfound abilities gave her true strength and power.

Fighting and violence were all that she knew; for her, there was a sense of home within the bloodshed that she caused. She discovered the way of the sword long before the existence of the zanpakutō or the need to carry around an Asauchi. During this period, she carried around an ōdachi that she had stolen when she first began her life of crime. Prior to Yamamoto seeking her out, she killed countless people, some for threatening her and others for no reason besides the fact that she could. It didn’t take long before she was known as the most diabolical criminal for her actions and the ruthlessness that she killed others with. She took whatever she wanted because she was stronger than everyone else. She saw no need for work with others; however, she was not above using people to advance herself further and to ensure that she lived comfortably.

One day, a man named Yamamoto came to her to join him. She wasn’t entirely keen on the idea the high and mighty nobility rubbed her the wrong way; however, there was a voice in her head telling her that if she did not join his ranks, she would one day be locked away (or at least they would try). So, she agreed as it gave her free range to continue doing whatever she pleased — searching for someone strong to fight. She strongly disliked working in conjunction with the so-called nobility; she greatly disliked everything about them and what they stood for. However, she continued to work close to them because she was free and able to continue on the search to quench her bloodlust. In order to continue to advance herself, she learned how to heal, not for the sake of saving a life but for the sake of prolonging the battle. It was there that she was born as both wound and warrior. She became both Yachiru and Retsu. A woman whose inner world reeked of death — and calling out her zanpakutō's name wrong so that the blade of death would become one of healing, the opposite of what its intended use was for.

She constantly sought someone worthy enough to dance with her blade in a battle of true strength. She found that in someone whom she would deem to be far more worthy of the title of Kenpachi. Zaraki was the first person ever to scar her. The first person that she realized was superior to her in strength. However, she would also come to understand that her own faults and weaknesses sealed away his own strength, which she blamed herself for. When she adopted the identity and life of Retsu Unohana, there was part of her that changed. She began to empathize with others and understand the importance of healing. While she initially learned healing to become near-immortal and prolong her own battles, she soon discovered the importance of a healer to those she would come to care about.

This, however, did not take the bloodthirsty and violent woman out of her, but rather it merely put it into a dormant state — occasionally revealing itself. She had a long time for introspection and realized that she was holding back Zaraki because of her own fallibility; he suppressed himself for her sake. That was something that did not sit well with her, but she was unsure of how to rectify it as her focus soon shifted from battle to healing. When she met Zaraki, she felt happy for the first time, yet her own happiness seemed to have an adverse effect on her successor as Kenpachi. Her old self was always present, but due to her own weaknesses, she felt as though she needed it kept below the surface so as not to stain her Division via her more violent tendencies.

During the war, she realized that in both physical powers and her abilities to heal everyone, she was not powerful enough to fulfill her duties — her duties as a healer and her duties as someone meant to protect Seireitei and those she holds close to her. This came after much introspection and listening to the words of those around her, and witnessing the chaos that was unfolding. Something that also came through introspection was that the power to heal was also power, and that was something she wished the 4th Division to know. She wanted them to understand that they were powerful in their own ways, and it took her a very long time to come to terms with this notion.

Once Kenpachi Zaraki joined the ranks of the Gotei 13, she, in her own ways, nurtured him to become the next Kenpachi — she wanted to pass down not only a legacy to the next generation but everything that she had learned over the years. She wanted to give Zaraki everything she had gained to help him become someone who does not feel as though he needs to restrain himself. She knew that in order for him to inherit her legacy and title, she would eventually need to die. For one of them to live, the other must die, and she had come to accept that the moment he had placed a scar on her collarbone. She had let her old self be pushed to the side in order to nurture the next Kenpachi, in order to give him everything that he needed to be prepared to hold the title of Kenpachi.

For Zaraki, she left behind a legacy of strength, violence, and carrying on the fight — she gave him the only thing she could, the title of Kenpachi and unlocking his true strength. For everyone else, she left behind the legacy of the 4th Division, guiding Isane to take her place by teaching her everything she would need to become the next captain. That was her legacy because that was who she was until her final fight with Kenpachi. She was a kind and gentle woman, a healer. She had two duties, one in violence and chaos and one in healing and compassion. Both were fulfilled, but for the former to be fulfilled, she had to die, which she had accepted a long time again.

[hlysins]

❝ Come on, or we'll be late for the meeting! ❞

[hlysins]

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[hlysins]

What if....what if I added portgas d rouge or nico olvia?

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Riruka or Yoruichi?

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[vincememes]

franz kafka starters

WARNINGS: MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES, IMPLIED DEPRESSION feel free to adjust pronouns / names as needed !

❛   i am a cage, in search of a bird.  ❜  

❛   don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical.  ❜  

❛   don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion.  ❜  

❛   follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.  ❜  

❛   youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty.  ❜  

❛   anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.  ❜  

❛   i write differently from what i speak.  ❜  

❛   i speak differently from what i think.  ❜  

❛   i cannot make you understand.  ❜  

❛   i cannot even explain it to myself.  ❜  

❛   i cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.  ❜  

❛   a first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.  ❜  

❛   the meaning of life is that it stops.  ❜  

❛   all language is but a poor translation.  ❜  

❛   remain sitting at your table and listen.  ❜  

❛   do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary.  ❜  

❛   it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.  ❜  

❛   the nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.  ❜  

❛   slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.  ❜  

❛   i have the true feeling of myself only when i am unbearably unhappy.  ❜  

❛   paths are made by walking.  ❜  

❛   i can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time.  ❜  

❛   it’s because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.  ❜  

❛   there is an infinite amount of hope in the universe … but not for us.  ❜  

❛   he is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.  ❜  

❛   i have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.  ❜  

❛   i usually solve problems by letting them devour me.  ❜  

❛   i am in chains. don’t touch my chains.  ❜  

❛   i never wish to be easily defined.  ❜  

❛   start with what is right rather than what is acceptable.  ❜  

❛   love is, that you are the knife which i plunge into myself.  ❜  

❛   i miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.  ❜  

❛   now i can look at you in peace; i don’t eat you any more.  ❜  

❛   better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.  ❜  

❛   you are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.  ❜  

❛   i’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap.  ❜  

❛   they say ignorance is bliss… they’re wrong.  ❜  

❛   in man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.  ❜  

❛   in a way, you are poetry material.  ❜  

❛   you are full of cloudy subtleties i am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out.  ❜  

❛   may i kiss you then?  ❜  

❛   you can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world.  ❜  

❛   that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature.  ❜  

❛   perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.  ❜  

❛   beyond a certain point there is no return. this point has to be reached.  ❜  

❛   people label themselves with all sorts of adjectives.  ❜  

❛   i can only pronounce myself as ‘nauseatingly miserable beyond repair’.  ❜  

❛   love is a drama of contradictions.  ❜  

❛   i’m even losing my name, it was getting shorter & shorter all the time & is now: yours  ❜

❛   first impressions are always unreliable.  ❜  

❛   if i shall exist eternally, how shall i exist tomorrow?  ❜  

❛   evil is whatever distracts.  ❜  

❛   what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do i know of yours?  ❜  

❛   how about if i sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense?  ❜  

❛   kill me, or you are a murderer.  ❜  

❛   last night i dreamed about you.  ❜  

❛   what am i doing here in this endless winter?  ❜  

❛   if you become involved with me, you will be throwing yourself into the abyss.  ❜

❛   my guiding principle is this: guilt is never to be doubted.  ❜  

❛   i am dirty, endlessly dirty, that is why i make such a fuss about cleanliness.  ❜  

❛   please — consider me a dream.  ❜  

❛   i can love only what i can place so high above me that i cannot reach it.  ❜  

❛   i’m doing badly, i’m doing well, whichever you prefer.  ❜  

❛   for myself i am too heavy, and for you too light.  ❜  

❛   it certainly was not my intention to make you suffer.  ❜  

❛   you can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make.  ❜  

❛   even if no salvation should come, i want to be worthy of it at every moment.  ❜  

❛   he was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.  ❜  

❛   if i could drown in sleep as i drown in fear i would be no longer alive.  ❜  

❛   i lack nothing. i only needed myself.  ❜  

❛   i long for you; i who usually longs without longing, as though i am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy.  ❜  

❛   i really, utterly long for every bit of you.  ❜  

❛   even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.  ❜  

❛   you misinterpret everything, even the silence.  ❜  

❛   you must not pay too much attention to opinions.  ❜  

❛   i only fear danger where i want to fear it.  ❜  

❛   nor is it perhaps really love when i say that for me you are the most beloved.  ❜  

❛   in this love you are like a knife, with which i explore myself.  ❜  

❛   i like to make use of what i know  ❜  

[hlysins]

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[hlysins]

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[hlysins]

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[hlysins]

Ghouls always had two choices: to live as a shut-in and avoid any and all interactions with humans or to immerse oneself in their world, pretending to be something alive. Despite choosing the latter, Irimi always struggled to interact with them. Her own sins and bitterness towards a world that rejected her oftentimes made her come across as abrasive. Anteiku had once offered her security — a place where she could try and absolve her sins. Annoyance found a home on her features as a tsk escaped her lips.

❝ You really are annoying, you know that? ❞ she inquired, her gaze finally greeting the other. The sins she had committed would always be a part of who she was, though, in this new place, she figured she could start again the only challenge being finding a source to quell her appetite. ❝ If you've got something to say, then say it. Otherwise, stop wasting my time. ❞