Scorching Wrath

“There are times when a person needs to embrace the darkness for the sake of the people they love.” Independent Kokuto Bleach RP -Slight AU See: Information before interacting Tracking: hellsprisoner Multifandom & OC Friendly

[kaermuire]

[roan-vaz]

[ijustwant-out]

If  I  {  burn  }———- ;;                      

                                               so                                                  will                                                      you.

[ijustwant-out]

Do not       underestimate

                   my           r a g e ———-

or you’ll end up                                                DEAD.

[ijustwant-out]

                                              you look so

                                         ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ

                                                    dying.

[syairi18]

[ijustwant-out]

                                   [everything] is fine in heaven                                    but i’ll —-never get to know; 

[bleach-anime-blog]

[mepomon]

[ijustwant-out]

       I was created                              to strip lungs                               of their breath                      to destroy pretty little things                      and burn them to the ground.                                                  to bring the world to its knees                                                  and hear my name spoken                                                  only in fearful whispers              I was created human,               but I was made              to be a monster.

[movedtoanotherrealm-deactivated]

… love you so much.

[v-a-i-z-a-r-d-s]

[ijustwant-out]

"...?" Ada blinked staring at him in confusion. Somewhere in the back of her mind he seemed...familiar and it was setting her off. She had never met this man before and yet it felt like she knew him very well. "Mister?"

"Y-you…can’t be…"

Concealed fingers gripped the strands the long strands of hair gathered at the crook of her neck so tightly in fear that they, and she, would be pulled away never to be seen again. A gaze, wide and disbelieving, took in every feature thirstily. There had to be something off, but no discrepancies could be pulled. It was her. It was his sister.

'Mister?'

In a truly selfish action, the man who hath sinned pulled the girl so young within a hug truly amorous. Emotions so complicated, thick, horrid and beautiful poured together and transformed into a single solitary word.”Ada.”

Mister was the term coined to strangers. 

Even if this was but a dream, it would do no good to convince his eye to cease its watering. “It’s okay. Your big brother is here now.”

[osxka]

[survivalisforthefittest]

+ ijustwant-out

[survivalisforthefittest]

"…"

This was interesting. Something felt… Different about this presence.

Something that, the Quinto admittedly, felt stir within his breast, and it was perhaps the most uncomfortable sensation. The figure itself didn’t bother him—

It was the aura he carried with him, like a stench of some sort.

[ijustwant-out]

Though this place in itself was not remotely near the severity of that certain realm, there was something innately hostile within even the most calmest of residents. Not even a demeanor, but an instinct in which he was referring. These Souls battled to survive. The mechanisms of any place were of the sort that had to be gathered, not lectured. Kill or be killed. Beneath the semblances of decency, hierarchy, and humanism, that's how it operated here wasen't it?

Kokuto did not regard these evaluations in passivity but evenly did not instigate to place himself in the parameters. And because of this lack of niche, he adopted to the sort of standing previously held within Hell. A powerful figure atop a high rung. Someone who did not reason to be entirely cautious. 

And so, displaying this malcontent towards this giantesque figure was little more than habitual. Arrogant. Nothing had been displayed either way of the intent from the other but, consistent attention had only meant one thing within those bowels non-forgotten. Besides, making friends wasen't exactly a goal of his either.

"You got a staring problem or something?"

[ijustwant-out]

I made you cookies. ;w; I hope you like them. pls don't kick me

"Kick you? You sure are a strange one." A whimsicalness was placed near the forefront of the quiet speech. She was peculiar, he’d give her that readily.

The scent of the treats wafted by, setting his mouth afresh with water. It wasen’t as though souls needed food to survive. Such things were only partaken for flavor or aesthetic purposes. That was not necessarily even a thought within his mind since escaping. Hunger was more than taking in food to survive and stood as a pleasure sorely neglected.

"To be honest, I don’t remember the last time I’d tasted anything." Other than blood.

It was even more peculiar that he’d almost find himself grateful for this ‘pointless’ gesture. Of course, in understanding the rules of reciprocation fairly well, that feeling was greatly stunted. 

[thecheerfulsparrow]

Danna: everytime i go to write kokuto i almost write kokoro