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Her smoke doesn't fog mirrors - everything you see is herself. indie bleach oc by maryam

[sppaceprincess]

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[merebusinessman-deactivated2017]

        Well, this was uncomfortable. Did he have something on his face? Surely, if she insinuated she knew him – if she insinuated he ever was in the maggot’s nest, he would deny it. He couldn’t possibly have met her, after all. He was just a candy-shop owner.  ❛ Welcome to UraharaShōten ! How may I help you ?  ❜

[oehatsu-blog]

     For a moment her ‘smile’ faltered, a look of discontent riddled on her features for a variety of reasons.  Not only was she facing a rather unpleasant figure from her past, but she was doing so in the World of the Living.  And as it turned out, the World of the Living had one too many Humans that could see the dead.

     “Have you any memory suppressors for the Humans?”

     As she presented her question, her smile grew in her annoyance.

      “A town that is so spiritually aware is quite the nuisance, I must admit.”  

[oehatsu-blog]

     sometimes i think about an irl hatsu and i squeal

[lutumperfecta]

[naturaekos]

Fight till the last gasp.

William Shakespeare (via sechsta)

[oehatsu-blog]

Quick doodles I guess

[oehatsu-blog]

     Hatsu’s handwriting is pretty bad, although it’s steadily improving since she does a lot of paperwork.  She often does other people’s paperwork for them so she can ask for payback when she needs a favor.  

[asksforroleplayers]

Send me a ❀ for a fact about the muse and a ✿ for a fact about the mun.

[oehatsu-blog]

     starter call !  pls like for a starter

[wowyuuko]

Objects

[thekimonogallery]

Houmongi Kimono.  Late Showa Period (1970-1990), Japan.  The Kimono Gallery.  A chirimen silk kimono featuring bamboo.. The uniqueness and luxurious nature of the time-consuming artwork indicate that this kimono was likely specially ordered, and created by a talented group of artists/craftsmen. Yuzen-dying and foil motifs.

[biasashin-deactivated20180921]

        (; starter call | oehatsu

        “Word has been going around–”, And there she would start, staring at her sixth seat,”–that you had yet failed the method to repeat my orders to my own subordinates, while I was away.” And yet both arms would fold across her own chest, with her almond shaped eyes glowered. As she harshly glanced out along her own division to see that after a simple demand her own would do just as she had commanded. With their own bodies in work, a very hard punishment (as they would all say) while to Soi Fon herself, it was to keep them on their feet. Trained. 

[oehatsu-blog]

     She stood before her superior with her head bowed in obligatory respect, albeit naturally smirking through the “lecture.”  Hatsu valued her life. So to survive in this division, she typically heeded to her superiors’ commands, lest she wished to wait on death row.  Even so, Hatsu had her own interests and an unimaginable ego.  She simply wanted to see what would happen should she neglect the command, although it was more of an impulse at the time than a calculated rebellion.  The Sixth Seat was proud, but she was not foolish.

     So she had two options for her response.  One was to admit her fault, and say nothing more, probably the safest option.  The other was more reckless, and contradicted the statement that claimed that Hatsu wasn’t a fool.

     “I mean not to challenge you, Captain, but is there grounds for your accusation?”

     Having chosen the latter of her two options, the smoker’s eyes closed, and her smirk widened lightly.

     “My apologies.  That was perhaps inappropriate of me.”

[kotoriko-blog]

I want to remake my promo banner but for now

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[littlehookerofgaga]

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[oehatsu-blog]

     She had just the slightest smile on, although her expression could not mask her emotions this time around.  Discontent riddled her features - her essence rather - as she stared upon the clutter on the floor of her office.  A prank?  She hoped for the person’s sake that it was not.  Perhaps someone knocked down her paperwork accidentally and fled to avoid responsibility.  An accident, maybe, but still utterly unacceptable.  

     She felt another person’s presence at the doorway.  Unable to feign her signature smile, Hatsu turned to the guest with an unpleasant face.  However, she had enough in her to keep her polite tone of voice.

     “Can I help you?”

[kaguerrer]

The kindest outside the room, the naughtier inside the room

[oehatsu-blog]

(You loved once, PURE and WHOLE,

                              and then watched it all go up in SMOKE.)