JUDGE, JURY, EXECUTIONER.

ulquiorra cifer rp blog. recreated june 2015, active since december 2013.

[nihillmancer]

an arrancar’s birthday should be called their voreday because of the sheer amount of other hollows they cannibalized to get to that point.

[nihillmancer]

honestly no matter how many times i try, i just can't get back to rp. this shit isn't fun anymore. you know what is fun? my gay ulquiorra shitposts on my personal. go follow me on @ulquiorracifer.

[drkmnel-deactivated20240129]

[georgeorr]

Let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. Then spit us out reborn.

Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via undeadlove)

[in-this-town]

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[ulquiorracifer]

it was just evil for evil’s sake.

[c3po]

u are NOT welcome to my twisted mind. KEEP OUT! it’s private

[nihillmancer]

jehennam replied to your post

lets fight

i’ll win. :/

[nihillmancer]

[nihillmancer]

@acxlyte

their body feels ready to crumble apart at any given moment. like a nebulous scattering of new constellations to glint in a looking glass, or perhaps a palace withering into the ocean and taking towers of termites with it. they’re not entirely certain what would happen, if their body were to fail. ulquiorra’d not considered what they would do beyond acquiring it, barely thought it was even a possibility. it was their compelling hunger. in the end, neither participant of the transaction won.

it’s not really their body -- is it? this is ulquiorra’s body, and now they are ulquiorra’s mind, but it is almost as though they’re visiting. different from observing humans across the glimmering shield of the veil, now that they have agency in the movement, in the speech, in the interaction. for now, the body is satisfactory. it is quiet, small, and powerful. they would not be giving themself away by keeping quiet -- balancing strength and poise with a careful tongue.

the body is early.

ulquiorra is early.

this is not new: they’ve tracked the magister they occupy several times through the city to meet others, of their rank or otherwise. it’s something of a social etiquette. they’ve not mastered that quite yet. more observation is necessary. and so, they wait by the designated archway for some time, leaning their shoulders into the sandstone architecture. the shadow of a dark faced clock tower chimes the hour. there is some bustling below, where the markets lead into the docks. they’re on time now.

[lifeinpoetry]

When I say “body,” I mean weapon.

Taylor Steele, from “Anatomy,” Dirty.Mouth.Kiss (via lifeinpoetry)

[nihillmancer]

@sacrumflorem​

another espada would demand of her. with words; with a thunderous shout, with something being broken, with even a weapon if impatience was a drawing curtain so thin. others may even betray every nature of the beast and merely ask, as though it was two humans and a conversation. but ulquiorra has never had conversations -- they have made clear their expectations, and then held firm their expectations. they’ve never given an inch of lead, and never needed to repeat a correctional yank.

they’ve never yet been struck.

so this is an unusual predicament, with unusual methods needed to quell its flames. they distinctly recall the astringent scent of fresh syringes smuggled from the laboratory. just in case.

neglecting to continue their oversight of her would admit lenience. what, as if their ego is so frail that they could not recover from an open palm? they’ve had worse. they’ve done worse. if anyone is to triumph over them, it is to be with a cruelty unlike even that which they’ve dealt. it would be impossible.

they expect their prisoner to eat, however much of it she chokes down with or without the intervention of their fingers. they stand beneath the window and the crescent moon’s sovereignty, the lean line of their body loose and the tilt of their head lazy. an impassive, sinister god.

[hanagasaitax-deactivated2021030]

don’t mind me i’m just absolutely in love with these

[nihillmancer]

deus ex mortem.

[a-badheart-deactivated20241028]

[nihillmancer]

i’m not active because i’m lazy and rp is boring and i have a fic to write. :+) my personal is @ulquiorracifer where i shitpost bleach and regurgitate aesthetic posts like a trained circus animal for your delight.

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