Ƭнɛ Ɯнιтɛ Mσσn

“In a battle, the ones who get in the way are not the ones who lack power, but the ones that lack resolve.”

[niveouus]

[piece-caps]

[yumelinh]

白霞罸 - Hakka no Togame

[smiling-sound-princess-deactiva]

I’m close to 300 followers, so I decided to do a follow forever for the first time on this blog.  I just wanna let you all know how much I really love you all for following this blog even though I’ve remade my Hime blog so many times. I’m not on here like a lot of other people are, but it makes me happy to know people still like my portrayal of Hime. I wish I would fit all of you on here, but these are the blogs that I love seeing  on my dash and people I really love interacting with. ~  (◕‿◕✿)

go-ichi-go | protecteur-sombre | grii-m | theorangecaptain | koi-hime | isa-pamilya | toketsu-kokoro | petit-shinigami |cygnusfilia | k-u-c-h-i-k-i | x-custodis | seherisch | black-bladed | niveouus | hanabiira 

[niveouus]

υтopιa ιѕ нere

[x-cute-d]

     ”Kyaahhh~!!" The voice of the exuberant Fullbringer could be heard throughout the entirety of her favorite store. She was practically dancing about through the different sections of absolutely adorable stuffed animals, pillows and other cute knick-knacks that the shop was known for. The employees had become used to her antics by now, practically welcoming her by name every time she had ventured inside. She was one of their most valued customers, after all. Not everyone spent as much as she did on every visit.

     Riruka had begun timing her visits to line up with the shipments of new products, just so she could pick out the cutest and the highest quality plushies out of the batch. It was one of those very times where every wall and every shelf was filled to the brim with the objects she so adored and both her arms were completely filled with as much as she could carry.

     Purse had been slung over her shoulder as to make sure it didn’t get in the way while she fawned over the purchases she was going to make in the near future. Her pile had become to substantial that it rose above her head, obscuring her vision. It shouldn’t of been a problem at any other time; the entire store could have been navigated with her eyes closed she had been there so often. The only issue had occurred when she felt herself slam into something that shouldn’t of been there.

      “—Oof!!” With a short loss of breath, Riruka had fallen backward to the ground onto her backside with each of the stuffed animals that she had collected on her way up to the cashier scattered around. “H-Hey!! Why don’t you look where you’re go—…!” Wrods died on her tongue as she finally stared up at who she had run into, eyes widening at the sight.

[niveouus]

   “This has to be one of the biggest one I have ever seen!” The words yelled were one of surprise as violet irises widened in astonishment. “I must have this one too,” she exclaimed as excitement and awe laced her sentence. Would she even be able to get all of this— Ichigo's closet wasn't that huge but maybe if she threw his clothes out? Her pupils dilate in awe and amazement. 

           With the pregnant silence that followed she merely delved further for another — a defense mechanism, stemming partially from habit. An acicular digit tapped thoughtfully against her chin, eyes sharp and unwavering from the other shopper's gaze. It wasn’t as if she noticed them while tackling the new giant bear.

    Just exactly how was she supposed to watch where she was going when she carried the bear triple her size. Still, she stumbled around the aisles. Amusement was cut short when contact was made and a mess was the result. Distress upon her fair features. 

          Amethyst hues lifted, meeting quietly the owner of the yelling. Subtly it was almost as if a lock had clicked into place. Rukia could only sigh softly as she closed her eyes, effectively snipping whatever connection had formed in that small space. Just how long had it been since she saw this female. Their encounter could have less painful to the bum but the fact she was there numbed it.

    “Riruka-san,” she muttered as she stood up. Then quietly, in a low murmur, she dares to ask the one question that’s been burning at the back of her throat. "Have you been doing well?" It was a sincere question seeing as she knew a bit more about the female from their last encounter. This woman had saved her and Ichigo at one point then disappeared before she could properly thank her. Every now and then the question 'Is she doing well?' would come across her mind.

[niveouus]

The raven haired woman’s plea was not one that was ignored, and he immediately made his way towards her, Falchion gripped tightly in hand. The Risen were cornering in on her, and he had to get there quick. She was defenseless, and it was Chrom’s job to protect the people. Within moments, he defeated each and every one of the dark beings and, finishing the last one, closed the distance between them.

Sheathing his blade once again at his side, he reaches a calloused hand out to her.

                               ”Are you alright?”

      Lithe form eased through the strained air, fingers curled around her skirt as she thought of the mistake that could have cost her so much.  How could she have forgotten her gikon, she was trained and taught to be professional— just how could she have forgotten it. What would have happened if this person wasn't there?

          A voice soon roused her from her concentration, however. Amiable connotations were easy to discern in contrast to her taciturn. With amethyst hues glancing into her peripheral vision, the female observed with habitual passivity as the other stretched out an arm towards her.

             "Yes, I apologize for troubling you. This isn't like me and I never do mistakes like these. I thank you for saving me."

         A slim eyebrow arched in response to the male’s peculiarity, even more so as she he wasn't a shinigami. Just exactly were those things and who was this person. A slender arm was quick to raise, covering fair countenance in response to the breeze. The lower portion of her face was veiled by the fabric of her scarf, as lips parted once more, "Who are you?"

[pirchewsky-deactivated20160827]

[niveouus]

This is the first time I do one of these things so I don't exactly know how to but I wanted to make a Follow Forever thing since I reached my next hundred. I am very grateful for everyone who followed me and enjoy seeing everyone on my dash. My coloring skill are rusty since I haven't colored in a while /sobs. I only colored 4 panels but that's only to avoid it from it becoming any longer. There have been many people I enjoy seeing on my dash and stalk a few because they are amazing. I really hope to interact with more people. (｡￫∀￩｡)

black-bladed, cuarrto, dai-rokushidan, dakuhosu, deceptiveserpent, fuji-me, gurandomasuta, keikakudori,  jibaku-bunshin, littleannoyance, ofmelancholia, paleae-hat, redmad-dash, sextummilitis, smiling-sound-princess, swallowing-snake,  vererenos, x-custodis, x-cute-d, xkizuato

[fujime-archive-deactivated20140]

                                   People cannot be thought to define beauty,                                   人々が美しさを定義すると思われることができません                                 however flowers can be thought to define beauty.                            しかしながら、花が美しさを定義すると思われることができます.                                             A person’s form resembles a flower                                                  人の形式は花に似ています                                 only at the time of defeat, when it is torn to pieces.                                    敗北だけの時点で、それが細かく引き裂かれるとき.

Ahhh—so where to begin? As a thank you for the beautiful 333+, I decided to do a thing. In no way did I imagine anyone would enjoy my portrayal, nor did I expect to encounter so many great people and I cannot believe it’s only been a month or so— it feels like longer. I will not allow myself to go off on how much you all have influenced me and aided me as a writer and a person. I truly enjoy seeing you on my dash and interacting with you, if I’ve been so lucky as to have done so already. I know many of you remain distant in that regard, but I will find a way to interact with you eventually. Anyway, 333 times thank you, and stay beautiful. 

a-zarathian ❀ ablackwing ❀ all-nuns-go-to-martyrdom ❀ anguinum ❀ azur—panthere ❀ black-bladed ❀ bladed-heart ❀ bloodofroyals ❀ bravelittlehealer ❀ busyoffofbasicinstinct ❀ caeruleus-excidium ❀ deceptiveserpent ❀ digital-missiles ❀ fingerheater ❀ furst-des-lichts ❀ gehennam ❀ gurandomasuta ❀ ikkaku-marmalade ❀ illepidam  ❀ impetu—sanguinis ❀ iustitiacaecaest ❀ izurufukutaicho ❀ juushiro—ukitake ❀ k-ukyo ❀ kage-hanabira ❀ keikakudori ❀ kiraa-hachi ❀ kodokuo ❀ kyandidorobo ❀ kyoki-no-keshin ❀ littleannoyance ❀ loyalhealer ❀ lucky-3rdseat ❀ niveouus  ❀ of-ash ❀ onepunchkill ❀ oneredlock ❀ prince-of-silence ❀ r-y-u-s-e-n-k-a ❀ rabbit-of-snow ❀ redmad-dash ❀ rex-pantheras ❀ rojuro—otoribashi ❀ samueljetstreamrodrigues ❀ sanguine—queen ❀ scientific-method ❀ sensei-nise ❀ sextummilitis ❀ soul-fracture ❀ sporadic-plume ❀ survivalisforthefittest ❀ swallow-of-sadism ❀ swallowing-snake ❀ tenaciousbeauty ❀ thecrimsonprincess ❀ tiburonhime  ❀ timor-pugna ❀ tutelarylight ❀ txnshu ❀ undercover-nudist ❀ venomous-revenge ❀ wisteria-and-pine ❀ zientzialari 

[blondbomshell]

Thank you for 450+ followers! I never thought that I would even get past like 100, so thankyou. I appreciate every single one of you! There are a few people i’d like to thank for making my role-play experience here really great this far, and if I don’t mention you it’s not because I don’t like you, it’s because we haven’t interacted much yet, though seriously i’d love to change that. 

platinumcosmos;

sol, you big huge nerd you don’t even need me to write much here because you already know how much I love you. thankyou for introducing me the roleplay community once again, you’re the reason why I even have this blog so. you’re an amazing ino.

akasuna-artist;

ugh, don’t even get me started about you tsu cuz I won’t be able to stop. thank you for roleplaying with me in the way beginning when I first was starting off, you really are an amazing writer. And thankyou for all the amazing headcanons you’ve sent me over time to make me smile and GOSH DARNIT MAKING ME SHIP SASODEI SO HARD.

illfateduchiha;

you my male boo. bibi, i’m convinced you actually are obito in the flesh. I will never stop annoying your obito, I love it. I live for it. you make it so easy though, thankyou for being deidara’s bro this bromance will never fade. the only thing that separate them is death… please don’t kill deidara.

astrayangel;

remember when deidara used to hit on konan, yeah that will never stop either, just letting you know that. you’re such a great writer, you bring konan to life. if obito dies just remember i’ll probably still be single. thanks erica for being a great friend, I love talking to you on skype and exchanging snapchats, I hope we can hang out soon and make french fries and milkshakes.

Other amazing people who I’ve role-played with, who have helped me grow as a writer. made me feel pain, happiness and other things. you guys are great writers and I look up to you a lot! 

a-l;

ashen-shadows| auduxx| beautiful-boom| bloodlacedscythes| chaoticrelic| deiendara| deprauationem| dekorinh| excelsil| elaphus| hinabae| hoshigumiafro| immortalis-gloria| izumoh| irukas| itamitenshi| ichaichaxx| kotetsuhaga| kaminoraijuu| lineageofhatred| louder-with-passion| legendary-deviant

m-z;

masukunin| mikuchiha| muyonohone| murasakiirohana| niveouus| nivatusaer| omotegiri| sasori-no-akasuna| saeko—karasu| strawberrysakura| speculativeserpent| spiritwithinthesand| toothpiick| tobiiornottobii| tsukuyomi-king| tobiisabadboy| teme-kun| tsunadehs| ushirokara| uninterim| paper-winged-goddess|

[katsuraz]

  "ＬＥＴ'Ｓ ＰＲＯＴＥＣＴ ＳＯＵＬ ＳＯＣＩＥＴＹ．"

[bibawashere]

However… It’s also difficult.

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

[kuroibankai]

[niveouus]

After training in the Reioukyū

[niveouus]

✧

    — perfection!

    Every now and then, especially when she knows that the pictures from her photoshoot is out on print, she makes it a point to wander whenever she shops. Mostly to check to see the reactions of the people browsing the bookstore.

    Maybe if she gets good reviews (or rather, eavesdrop on appreciative commentaries on her shots) just maybe she’ll get something for Matsuda from the manga aisle on the way back.

   The sound of glass shattering captures her attention — it’s different from the rhythmic thrumming of the bass, after all, and it was definitely off-rhythm enough for her to pick up.

    The sound in itself was surprising though, all things considered, especially when she’s in such a normal boring looking mall. 

                                      A ticking time bomb with a short fuse would be welcomed,                                                        and the capacity of despair that came with it as well.

    And honestly she’s ready to watch the mall catch fire and burn and destroy

  Ah but she something even more interesting, a man causing such destruction with those freaky hand of his over not having his size.

        “Positively explosive, destructive, barbaric and all around super awful!” ♡

    Despite her words, the blonde in question is beaming with delight. In fact, she’s rocking back on her heels, teetering carefully as she fishes out a peculiar looking button. It’s been bedazzled, needless to say.

        “So amazing!” ♡

    And despite not making much sense, the traces her thumb over the surface of her button — and presses down on it with a satisfying click!

    Fufu — it was time to get a closer seat.

[niveouus]

✧

      "Father seems to have already left," She mumbles to herself, raising a tea cup to her mouth and sipping on it. A sudden humming noise at the back of her throat is released as she wrinkles her nose thoughtfully, breathing into her steaming cup of tea. Fumes writhing up to dance along her mouth and up along her cheeks like ominous bursts of fog, or some slightly less dramatic metaphor. “Will he come home today,” she says thoughtfully. She puts down the cup, she keeps her shoulders straight and her voice stable. House was spotless, her chores were done, homework done and there seem to be no other thing that needed her attention.

                                                             A sigh.

     There wasn’t any plan she had prepared for that day then again she wasn’t one to plan each one of her days.  One would have to let her do what she pleases, no orders would ever come from her boyfriend, not like she’d ever listen anyway, no, she’s like a cat, those beings that can’t be herded or trained and just look at you like it’s your privilegeto let them stretch out on your oven.

                      A Ring.

                               Make that two.

                                            Third one.

     She cocks her head to the side. Strands of hair swinging with the slow movement. She sighs, sighs as if this is all terribly exhausting, then stands . Moves towards the location of said ringing phone is kept. The sunlight catches between the ridge of her lips,”Senjougahara residence. This is Senjougahara Hitagi speaking, what can I help you with?” she asks, and – if you thought that her voice would sound any kinder now that she looks ethereal bathed in sun light, you’re mistaken; her voice is still as stiff and drawling as it always was.

[niveouus]

✧

     Slender arms wrapped tightly around her Cheese-kun plush as nearly eight centuries’ worth began to overwhelm and pressure her. Golden optics were clenched tight to fight against the mass of thoughts and memories from bearing down too difficultly on her. 

               Burned at the stake

                             Shot numerous times

                                         Everyone she had ever laid eyes on.. gone.

           With a neutral expression upon her features, C.C. released her grip with said memories coming to a halt, “All that’s left are memories of a witch. I didn’t even know that I wasn’t a human. The people who hated me, the people who loved me…they have all disappeared with time. In the endless and forever time, I…alone.” Her features remained placid and reticent as she mused out loud.

                  Lethargic with the sparse amount of sleep in the past few nights, she delved further into the plush at hand, seeking a certain comfort between the stuffed, yellow fabric. A soft, inaudible sigh slipped through plump, parted lips as a small sign of resignation. Sitting up as slender arms wrap around the curve of her knees that’ve been drawn to her chest  and it’s only when she hears the slow tempo of footsteps does she raise her head from the crook of her elbows with a cant of her head to signify a piqued and wary curiosity. “—-…?”

        Just who could be at the door, she ordered a pizza just 3 minutes ago.

  “Hm, they arrived rather quick, don’t you think Cheese-kun?” mused the lithe immortal, sitting on the edge of her bed as iridescent aurulent hues flitted towards the door. The plush with her arms wrapped around it said nothing, as expected, but instead continued to merely smile with its stiched-on mouth. C.C. slowly and methodically made her way to the door. Golden hues blinked as she noticed it was a guy she’s never seen before. Must be a new guy— a fast new guy.

                “You didn’t forget the tabasco sauce, did you?”