GODSEND

" i'm a snake. cold of flesh and devoid of heart."

[kami-shini]

gin-ichimaru:

               HIS CHEST WOULD RISE AND FALL, lungs expanding with the steady intake of AIR as they pressed against his ribcage, OBSCURING the heart that held no purpose in his chest other than to beat, and to keep him alive. The organ was all but DEAD in the midst of emotion, and vulnerability––– he would no longer allow himself the luxury.

                  Gin did not bother to look at the zanpakutō spirit as she spoke; instead, his gaze drifted to the water beneath the bridge where she sat, watching the ripples fall to peace beneath the sinking stone previously sent skipping. 

                  ❝ She ain’t ever gonna forgive me for this, ❞ he spoke plainly, lips formed into a straight line as he considered their plans. There was no going back, now––– rather, there had been no going back for DECADES, but in this moment, everything felt undoubtedly final, as his own blade had nearly shattered Rangiku’s. He shouldn’t have loved her, as he did all of these years… it was only now, only after seeing that look of anger, and DESPERATION in her eyes, that he knew his eventual betrayal would hurt her MORE than he had ever anticipated.

                  ❝ …Things are only gonna git harder from here. ❞

        the serpent could feel her heart beat in the back of her throat, but she         knew this unease would dissipate like the ripples in the water. his soul         had a vice grip on her heart and every pulse of pain in his chest         resonated in her’s-- her spirit echoed his cries. a despondent melody         that threatened to bring her to tears if she listened too long.      she was an animal. raw and always succumbing to instinct. emotion    was a second thought, but in this moment, she felt human. shinso felt     fragile, something she was not used to at all.                     ❝ you’ll just grin and bear it...  ❞          --and as he did, she would always trail behind him. following the pieces         he had, and would continue to carve from his heart. she would save          them for a later date. shinso would preserve his humanity.                    ❝ this is the road we follow now, gin ichimaru.  ❞          shinso was a snake. cold of flesh and devoid of heart, but she would          keep his warm as she took the backseat and allow him to lead her this          time. they made many promises to each other when he was younger.         she taught him many things, but she was now learning from him.           learning how to handle pain far greater than any surface wound. oh         how agonizing it was to have a human heart too hold onto. 

[kami-shini]

gemunoruru:

A chance meeting with an unknown Zanpakuto promised a mild diversion — particularly given that the individual in question emanated enough power to suggest that any games played here would be dangerously fun. That her curiosity was piqued did not show on Katen’s features, where a sardonic smirk was fixed firmly in place. Her lone eye lazily trailed across the other spirit’s manifested form as if observing nothing more than a stone. 

❝ That is likely a true enough observation but I’m afraid I can’t return the notion.    Had you not spoken I might have overlooked you completely. ❞

        it was always in her best interest to go unseen and tucked away in the         shadows. she was a predator-- a killer above all. what was probably          meant as “playful” sass became a compliment to the serpent. shinso        would let the silence settle in, looking the spirit over a few more times         before taking a step closer.                     ❝ snakes only reveal themselves before they bite--  ❞           her words, light and soft, had a rather dark undertone to them, but          she was in no rush to cross swords with her. it would be tedious...          ❝ not that i intend on devouring you. there are other more appetizing things around.   ❞

[kami-shini]

         @gemunoruru 

       her gaze is sharp and calculating-- trying to determine who exactly she       was staring down. a zanpakutou spirit of course, but one unfamiliar and        cold. the lilac woman brought a dark atmosphere with her, but shinso        was born with ice in her veins.               ❝ you certainly stand out...  ❞

[kami-shini]

gin-ichimaru:

               THERE WAS NO REFUGE TO BE FOUND IN THE HOME OF A SNAKE; no corner safe enough to allow him to feel the ache of emotions he had long ago tossed to the side. Amongst the gentle breeze of his inner sanctuary, blades of grass brushed across tabi socks. It was a comforting gesture, really––– the surrounding silence, only enhanced by the stone he sent SKIPPING across the still lake before him.

                  Despite the calm composure Ichimaru Gin carried, both in body language and in expression ( even while retreating to such a SECURE point of refuge, his appearance was false false FALSE ) his fingers nervously twitched in his lap, nerves JOLTED by the presence of the woman he loved, who had dared to involve herself in his plans, standing in the way time and time again. The monster within him had been UNLEASHED in the presence of both HItsugaya Toshiro and Hinamori Momo with the impeccable precision of his zanpakutō–––– and yet…

               Thin lips fell into a STRAIGHT LINE as Shinsō sat materialized upon the stone bridge, overlooking where he had situated himself. Her voice was like silk––– serpentine and alluring, providing a gentle reminder of their shared goal. Her words made his eyebrows knit together; oh, how ANGRY he was at himself, for allowing this to happen… for allowing a glimmer of the GOOD in his heart to show, walking away, leaving them all safely behind. What would Aizen Sōsuke say? 

                                                                   How utterly w e a k … 

                ❝ I ain’t so sure I believe ya, ❞ Gin murmured as he motioned to stand, slender fingers pressed against the lean muscles of his thighs while caught up in the very act. ❝ From the sound of it, yer own words are betrayin’ ya too. ❞

       oh how easily she read him-- it only made sense that he was able to         do the same. they were utterly transparent.                 ❝ i refuse to doubt myself.   ❞     what awaited them was uncertainty, but she saw far more pain in their     future. the previous event was just the first stepping stone into what they      hoped was the right decision. there was no doubt in her heart... she      would make it through this phase. detachment. it pulled at her silver      heart strings, but the fates would take rusty scissors to his and as their     path continued, they would never feel a fraction of this pain.              shinso had easily carved out her heart, but in his presence, it beat            strongly for him ( and for her. ) it was around gin that she realized              how numb she had become. to feel such hopelessness was almost            startling to her. they were leaving behind a beloved orchid for a drab,             barren land--        she shifted, silky, platinum blonde tresses cascading over her shoulder.       it served her well-- hiding the growing unease in her eyes ( as if he wasn’t        already aware of it. )                           ❝ we simply cannot afford it.  ❞

[kami-shini]

          @gin-ichimaru

      her dismal gaze was fixated on the water beneath her-- feet dangling over       the edge of the cool stone bridge where she sat, tense. it wasn’t supposed        to be that way, but the spirit knew how loyal she was. they both knew       better than that-- to assume she wouldn’t show up...                 ❝ this is the path we chose.  ❞        they shared many emotions, but that didn’t mean she claimed them as        her’s. the concern for her wielder was real, but she was focused on the         goal-- which meant she could not allow herself to slip into something        dark. there had to be some light in their world.                 the mix of their emotions was shoved away-- he needn’t worry about               her at the moment.           ❝ -- you’re alright... we’re alright.  ❞               shinso spoke calmly. almost as if she believed her own words... the              serpent couldn’t shake the way those eyes of her’s glimmered with               confusion-- the way her brows furrowed during the brief struggle.              yet, most of all, she couldn’t rid herself of the urge to pour out the               truth.  

[kami-shini]

       starter call !!!

[kami-shini]

       i think i’m ready to give this blog another shot now. 

[kami-shini]

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