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❝all men, imitations of apes, all gods, imitations of men❞

[meowonster]

about the blogger

bold what’s true about you

I am under 18.  I am a cuddler.  I am a morning person. I am an only child. I am currently in my pajamas. I am currently pregnant. I am left handed. l am right handed. I am ambidextrous. I am a little shy around the opposite sex. I bite my nails. I can be paranoid at times. I enjoy folk music. I enjoy smoothies. I enjoy talking on the phone. I have a car. I have/had a hard time paying attention at school. I have a hidden talent.  I have a pet. I have a tendency to fall for the “wrong” guy/girl.  I have all my grandparents. I have been to another country. I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humour. I have or had broken a bone. I have bathed someone.  I have changed a diaper. I have changed a lot over the past year. I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. I have had major/minor surgery. I have killed another person. I have had my hair cut within the last week. I have mood swings. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life. I have rejected someone before.  I like the taste of blood. I like Michael Jackson. I love sleeping. I love to shop. I own 100 CDs or more. I own and use a library card. I read books for pleasure in my spare time. I sleep a lot during the day. I watch soap operas on a regular basis. I work at a job that I enjoy. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free. I am wearing socks. I am tired. I love to paint/draw/sketch/sculpt. I consume at least one alcoholic drink every month.

I have/had:

Finished college. Smoked cigarettes. Ridden every ride at an amusement park. Collected something really stupid. Gone to a concert. Helped someone. Spun turn tables. Watched four movies in one night. Been broken up with. Taken a college level course. Been in a car accident. Been in a tornado. Been in a hurricane. Been in a cyclone Watched someone die.  Been to a funeral. Cut yourself. Ran a marathon. Your parents got divorced. Cried yourself to sleep.  Spent over $200 in one day.  Cheated on someone. Been cheated on. Written a 10 page letter. Had a best friend.  Lost someone you loved. Skipped school. Gotten in trouble for something you didn’t do. Stolen books from the library.  Been in a mental hospital. Watched the “Harry Potter” movies. Fired a gun. Been in a school play. Been fired from a job. Taken a lie detector test. Swam with dolphins.  Attempted suicide. Written poetry. Read more than 20 books a year. Gone to Europe. Loved someone you couldn’t have. Used a coloring book over age 12. Had surgery. Had stitches. Taken a taxi. Had more than 5 online conversations going at once. Had a hamster. Dyed your hair. Had something pierced. Gotten straight A’s. Been handcuffed. 

My hair is naturally the color:

Light brown Medium brown Dark brown Blond Black Dirty blonde Strawberry blond Multicolored Red 

My eyes are:

Brown Dark Brown Blue Green Hazel Light brown Grey

People sometimes label me as:

Slut. Boyish. Colorful. Ugly. Nerd.

Some of my biggest fears are:

Spiders/other insects. Slimy things. Dying/Afterlife Doctor/dentist appointments Hospitals. Needles. Disease. Being alone in the dark. Heights/Falling Small spaces. Oceans/large bodies of water. Large animals. Small animals. Open spaces. Lightning/Fire. Tornadoes. Clustered holes.   Bodily fluids. Corpses. Thunder/loud noises

I have:

A friend with benefits. A laptop in my room. A television in my room. Good grades. My own car. Parents who are still married. A dog. A cat. A game console.

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                 Aizen is not a perfectionist. Many people portray him as such,                  but in reality he isn't. He  has  certain  expectations - perhaps                  some   a   little   too   high   for  others   -   but  really he is just                  demanding. He wants the best. That's all....

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           Aizen has a moderate case of misophonia,  which is a  condition            where a person is thrown into rage, or at least gets quite irritated,            at  the  sound of other  people  chewing,  drinking,  or  the  sort.  It            developed when he was quite young and since then he has taken            to eating only by himself. Perhaps, this has  caused  a  number of            Arrancar to be eliminated mysteriously... ▩

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          Left over from his fusion to the Hogyoku, Aizen has an untreated           wound. It  is  slowly  deteriorating  his  body  to  the point that his           body might break down at any  given  moment.  Not  only  did  he           lose  the  powers  the  Hogyoku  gave  him,   but  he  is  s l o w l y           losing his original powers as well. ☳

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                             We are leaving now bYE!

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vanorey replied to your post:.:(another) Important Notice:.

outofdestruction; I’d go with you and make your camping a hella trip if I weren’t living at the other side of the world BI

//The mun would soooo love that cuz has to be alone with three male counterparts, two of which she doesn't necessarily want to be around.

[precipice-flxwer]

.:(another) Important Notice:.

So, the mun has another small vacation this weekend. 

This time it was sprung upon her in the most annoying of fashions by her own father. Even though I love going to the beach, especially Lake Michigan, I am so pissed about this. I was looking forward to a weekend of peace, role play, and music. But nope, I have to go camping for a weekend. I mean, seriously. Is my dad trying to tire me out before I go to college?

Anyways, it's almost 9 o'clock, I leave around 2, and I have a hella lot of shit to do.I cannot role play today like I wished to. I do apologize to those I wished to plot with today. If you are still interested, please post your ideas and when I come back I can look over it and discuss.

I have a couple threads in drafts, and some I am currently waiting for. I will respond to those as soon as possible when I come back. I'm gonna be hella tired when I log back on. I love you guys, I didn't get around to making a second follow friday, but I do promise something of the sort when I get the time to make one when I come back.

            Love you guys!

                                                      - Sosuke-Mun out!

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        --   He was reduced to drooling, it was so disgusting.

Half of his mind told him to stop, to resist; the other pushed him onward, ever onward. The coiling, the build-up of his pleasure was excruciating, gargantuan. It was all he could not to break the bed with his bare hands. It was so close he could feel it, lying in wait to burst forth.

        --    A stroke in, then out again.

Another followed suit, and another, until his body broke, releasing all the pent-up pleasure within. A loud cry, a shout of what could be victory filled the room, and leaked out a little into the throne room on the other side of the wall. The bittersweet feeling over took him, causing him to collapse on the other side of the bed, his lower regions soaked with his recent display of pleasure.  

                         A sigh....

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{ωʜᴏ}

           sᴀʏs ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ

                          ＡＮＹＯＮＥ

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Corrupted Protector || precipice-flxwer

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     Have you ever fallen asleep, yet, somehow remained hyper aware of certain senses? A single touch manifesting itself either in dreams or nightmares, or merely a basic case of sleep paralysis, where you know, or, think you know what’s going on, but are completely powerless to stop it?

     He could feel it again. The straps holding him down. Holding him in place. 

     Had it been a dream? Had his escape from this vile place merely been something he thought up entirely, dream, an image suitable for the things he endured? But he had felt it. The blade cutting into their skin, the thrill, the blood warm against his arms and cheeks. He couldn’t have imagined it.

                             He’d finally been free.

     They weren’t cutting into him this time though. The experiments for today must have ended. His body felt limp as one of the faceless scientists picked the boy up. He knew where they were taking him. That cell. That damned cell. He preferred the table over that white room, colored only by the blood from his own wounds. He’d broken out. He’d killed them all, he knew he did.

                                          He couldn’t go back.

    Somewhere, a door creaked.

They couldn’t make him go back.

    He was placed on something, a bed, another table, he couldn’t tell anymore.

    He would kill them all first.

    Terror, confusion and hatred were written like novels on the boy’s face, each glance, each halted breath another page, another chapter describing what could never be fully comprehended in words. The bed he was on was crossed quickly, kicking himself backwards until he was pressed against the headboard.

    Brown eyes laced with an almost crimson gleam darted around the room, hunting for something that could be used as a weapon. Something to defend himself with in the unfamiliar room.

   He couldn’t find anything. He didn’t know where he was, and he was helpless. 

                 H̢̰͔̹́̓̚̚ḙ͙̖̗͑̔̚͝l̥̹̩͚̃̑̅͊p͎̪̗͉͂̐͑̒l̝̮͚̜̈̒̽͠ê̜̥̮̻̐͑̀s̢͉̖̜̓̈̈́̅s̡̰͓̰͑̀́̚

                 .      

                                 .

                                                    .

                   A scream echoed through the halls of the building.

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His body nearly slammed through the door, opening it  w i d e.

Adrenaline was kicking in once more, his brown eyes wide with concern, ↿                                                                                                     -{with ｆｅａｒ.}- 

Searching with frantic desperation, his eyes land on Ichigo, convulsing in frightening violence. Hands reached for everything in its path, smashing and destroying to the point where his hands were bleeding.

With mouth a-gape the second before, Aizen snapped into gear, rushing forward, long thin hand grabbing the teen, restraining flailing limbs. His attempts may appear futile, but better than Ichigo hurting himself.

The screams were deafening, flashes of [c  r  i  m  s  o  n] in the boy's eyes visible.

    Panic was on the edge of Aizen's voice as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

                          ❝Ichigo! Ichigo!!!                                         STOP THIS! IT'S ALRIGHT!❞

[fishytrolls]

im a shitty rp partner tho

sometimes i reply 19 seconds after youve replied

sometimes i reply 147 years later

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      Tightening, his nether regions began to react more with convulsive lust.

They craved more, with more deliberate movements, ones that drove him towards explosive tendency. Human feeling filled him, his lungs, his arms, his chest as he continued. His eyes were now closed, hiding the feral look he now beheld. Hands gripped bed with brute strength now, the creaking now deafening as his heart drowned out all else.

             Yes, it was coming.

                      It was coming very soon...                                                          he could feel it.

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Not feeling the need to keep up his guard Naruto relaxed his usual smile returning back onto his features. The small smile that appeared onto the others seemed so foreign as if he hadn’t done it for a while. That didn’t seem so surprise considering he didn’t seem the type to let loose and have fun. He reminded him more of Sasuke in that respect.

                 ”Then we won’t have any problems. I should take you on a tour sometime.”

His questions were prodding trying to break into this mysterious persons background if only just a little bit. Maybe over time he will get to know him a bit more even if it is little by little. In the end, Naruto was able to make friends with almost anyone. Why not him? For some reason or another he was just really great at making friends and changing people’s perspectives. Bringing himself back into the conversation he listened to the answers that he was given.

What he said only rose up more and more questions that he wanted to ask.

                 ”… an empty throne? Was there no king?                                   Huh, couldn’t be so bad to try and fill it, yeah?                              Do you want to go back?

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If the boy wished to know, then perhaps a story would suffice. It was easier to tell as such, and would make him more comfortable. The monarch's features became serious, somber, not cold, but more melancholic, lost in a time far past this one. It had been so long.

It never usually felt like this to him. Then again, he had never been asked to delve into the past. Most where he came from knew it by now and scoffed at him, shutting him away in a shadow of the forgotten.

                    He began, his baritone voice soft and even.

     ❝To understand, one must know just how it all began, Naruto-san.           This may take a while.          Do you have a place we could sit and talk?❞

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           Rhythmic, jolting movements, pacing themselves between pauses.

That was all he knew at the moment. It was all he would let himself indulge in. It was sweet, comforting almost. Sweat began to pour, and his vigor was now instinct. The reaction he felt from the Espada's skin was simply amazing and it resulted in a few grunts here and there. His breathing was audible in the room, echoing on the dark walls.

He was safe from the dark hands that threatened to pull him into despair and anger. The pale being beneath him was his anchor in the real world. Hips rotating, he went slower and more precisely in, rocking the bed again. 

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precipice-flxwer has stumbled into the library

The sudden odd presence that washed over her made chills run up her spine. “Are you here to look at the books.”

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Confusion washed over the monarch as he heard the voice behind him. Turning, brown hues took in the sight of the girl. 

                      ❝No, I am not.                                     And just who are you?❞

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Naruto seemed to be okay with his answer since the guy didn’t seem to be behaving. With a nod he smiled at the strange man more eager and curious to hear about his story. What he was— and why he said the things he said in such a strange way. Mentioning humans as if he wasn’t one.

                 ”I don’t mind for as long as you don’t cause trouble.”

He felt responsible for this man whether or not he really understand who he was. This man will find himself with an added shadow until he leaves the village.

                   ”Why did you do that? Did something happen?

                              Were you kicked out of, uh, Soul Society?”

He might have taken a couple of steps closer to Sosuke with each question his curiosity flaming. He wanted to know everything about the man and his very strange past. Even if it ends up biting him in the butt later on.

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With the confirmation of the Shinobi's approval, the monarch smiled a little. At least this one was not on his tail as well, trying to track him down and pin him beneath his old bondage. He could rest for now, which was what he had really needed. Perhaps this village could do the thing, as well as satiate his curiosity.

   Yes, the boy was inquisitive, but perhaps he could put up with it.

                                                           Perhaps... 

                       ❝I won't cause any turbulation.❞

The next question, however, lessened the rare sincere smile on his face. One of the things he rather avoided to talk about, besides his own identity, was his connections with the Gotei 13. But, he supposed that, since the boy was giving him no grief, he could tell some of his past, his severed bonds. 

                 ❝I guess you could say that.                      It was a little more complicated than that, I should say, however.                      What happened, Naruto-san, was there was a Captain who was enraged                      about the fact that ignorant men were bowing to an empty t h r o n e.                                            So, he decided to fill it himself.❞