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Gin Ichimaru

Sosuke Aizen

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[deathberi]

SOSUKE AIZEN | BLEACH 千年血戦篇

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@sphaeraa asked:

the opportunity was just too good to pass up. [ for Aizen-sama ~ ]

"Was it now?", color him intrigued as he walked closer from the arched doorway. "Do go on, spare no details."

What was it that tempted Hogyoku so? How deliciously entertaining this would be.

[reaperpie]

The last thing you see will be his beautiful eyes...

[goldenbaum-blog]

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*jumps in inbox*

"Yes, I see. Do come closer, holding back now would be a waste, wouldn't it?"

"....you've traveled such a long way to be here. Please, allow me to extend a proper greeting." It's a subtle gesture but he manages a wave of his wrist.

"Welcome to my Seireitei, Senjumaru Shutara."

[ooc: Vixen! Hey there. Lol, jumping right into things, eh? Be my guest! Thanks for sending something btw, place gets a bit dusty 😂]

@penetrantswiftweaver

[justanotherchapter92]

银-乱菊

By ZM-Panda

[rukiadriedhisrain]

"–I'm a snake. My skin is cold. I have no heart. I use the tip of my tongue to find my prey as I slither on the ground and engulf what i like whole. That's the sort of creature I am."

Happy Birthday to Gin Ichimaru!🐍 [9.10]

[nightprompts]

my writing partner: hey i kinda ship our muses!

me, an angst writer: haha are you sure about that?

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@divineslcyer asked:

(Academy AU) Mishil found herself in the company of a few male colleagues, who were mentioning something about a festival coming soon. She spotted Aizen entering the area, and cleared her throat, "Ah, sorry all uh, but-- I have to go help Sempai--bye." She swiftly ducked under the arm of one who tried to reach for her with an excuse, and appeared by Aizen's side.

Ordinarily, he didn't make it a habit to be enroute through the surroundings he found himself within now but something had been pulling him towards it as of late. Walking along in stride, he sensed—no, pinpointed the one particular spiritual signature; yet decidedly remained aloof. Even when the arm of a straggler seemingly intended to entangle around her. Though the individual would not be going unknown for much longer after that.

As he nears the scene and she comes forth to be alongside him. He nods with an agreeable, light smile. Eyes welcoming. An invitation solely for her.

"Aa, Mishil-san, good afternoon, you're looking well today, and...." His neck leans to one side, taking a sharp glance behind her. "...adequately socialized, I'd hate to believe my being here has— interrupted anything." Gaze retuning to her, along with a soft, polite, smile.

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@ryusxnka asked:

'Pon arriving at the third division's barracks, he does not cease his foot movement's velocity, for anyone, till he ultimately locates the man he had come to seek out. " ----- Oi, Captain Ichimaru! " he calls forth from behind, lack of interest, not so effortlessly perceivable, written 'gainst countenance. " Please accept this piece of candy on behalf of the Tenth Division. " once the merchandise was distributed, he pivots and forthwith absconds ''fore any quantity of utterance could be articulated in turn. / For Ichimaru!!

A slender form slinks upright when the call is heard, he turns to realise the small form of the individual in his midst, a playful smile is offered in greeting but before he can do much more than that, there's something being slipped into his hands. Long, lanky fingers gracefully grasp the offering.

"Ara ara, what's this now, chibi-jubantai?"

No sooner had he spared the inquistive words to notice that the small third seat had taken to quickly abscond from the scene entirely.

Curious indeed. A slitted gaze falls down to the item in hand.

Such delightful mystery. Could be sweet. Could be a prank~.

[mcflymemes]

SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 2018 film

i'm right here!

it's been nice talking to you.

are you mad at me? i feel like you're mad at me.

can you fight them all off at once?

i know what it looks like, but... here's the good news.

where is that wind coming from? we're in a basement.

i never thought i'd be able to do any of this stuff.

that's all, folks.

you're looking at him.

i can't do it on command.

one thing i know for sure: don't do it like me. do it like you.

i know you snuck out last night.

i wasn't there for you when you needed me.

it's rude to point.

get rid of the body.

you wanna hear me say it.

okay, i'm kinda freaking out right now.

i was there when it happened.

i haven't actually fought anyone.

you always have to call me out?

you're late again.

this is my fault.

i wanted you to look up to me.

i'm not the only one.

you're being very rude!

can you close off your feelings so you don't get crippled by the moral ambiguity of your violent actions?

look at you! look what you did there!

what's going on with your body?

i was gone for less than two hours. what happened?

you got a minute?

let's start at the beginning, one last time.

it's just really frustrating and that bums me out.

this could literally not get any weirder.

why aren't you dead?

you don't look so hot, either.

it's nice to see you again.

don't you dare finish that sentence! don't do it!

it's a leap of faith. that's all it is, a leap of faith.

we were friends, you know.

a little text might have been nice.

can you be strong?

can i return it if it doesn't fit?

they're counting on me.

that's not how it goes.

i think you know the rest.

where do you want to go first?

above all, no matter how many times you get hit, can you get back up?

we've all been there.

how dare you point at me.

you're a bit late.

the hardest thing about this job is you can't always save everybody.

are you a zombie?

i just washed my hands. that's why they're wet.

what did you say your name is?

who the heck are you?

i don't wanna freak anyone out...

i saved a bunch of people.

when will i know i'm ready?

wow. that was really just a guess.

let's do this one last time, yeah?

when i feel alone, like no one understands what i'm going through, i remember my friends who get it.

what a pig.

can't be everywhere at once.

you like my new toy?

you're gonna love this.

is this all you got?

i like your haircut.

i couldn't save my best friend.

don't get too excited.

so we're just... gonna roll the dice on this?

i need you to come with me.

[divineslcyer]

@resolute-casualties - Aizen - Semi-plotted.

She'd not expected herself to become more acquainted with the individual known as Sosuke Aizen as she worked on her studies within the academy. Mishil had noticed he was a popular man, and certainly well liked among his peers. Too well-liked as far as she felt concerned. She had no plans on drawing attention to herself and expose any unnecessary vulnerabilities--or, so she kept telling herself.

There was something else about him that felt... vague. The more she pondered on it, the more she felt he was... distant. Intentionally distant. There was a wall around him, one she only felt slightly certain of because she kept her guard up herself.

His approach to her in the library was interesting, and she... couldn't deny some of the help he offered, upon noticing the more advance texts in his hands. She wanted to learn more. Craved it still as she focused on both her studies and training. The world was a big place, and she planned on absorbing as much as she could, all for her promise.

She eyed the text for the next exam, which was focused on kido and casting the spell. Frowning, she sighed and murmured the spell as she read it on her hand and focused on her reisi. She channeled her energy and flicked her wrist, conjuring a small ball of light. It sparked, and crackled just above her fingertip and illuminated the dark hallway of the library.

"Huh.. Can serve as a light source... but..." She paused, sensing movement, and turned her hand. The light warped, sharpening into a thin beam as it hovered near the other person's neck--- "It can serve as a weapon if you're creative enough." Her frown deepened, and she narrowed her amber gaze at Aizen. "Please don't be so quiet approaching other's, Aizen-san, you gave me a start." Keeping control steady, she willed the spell away and the light vanished--leaving only the lanterns around them for soft ambiance.

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@divineslcyer

Upon meeting previously, he had very little problem extending the casual offer; social standing would designate him her upper classman as it were, some may consider it his persona duty and honor to assist those in need. And he would do anything to uphold appearances as best he could. Doing what was expected of him in the eyes of those around him was what he aimed for in reputation and status.

How fitting it was to lay eyes on the younger woman, once more. It was to be expected that they would be seeing one another more frequently, if she maintained her current pace, delving further into adjacent studies.

"Oh—my most sincerest apologies, Faheem-san, truly, I meant no offense in my quiet approach. It is a place of study, as such, I meant only to be mindful. Please, do forgive me for having startled you." His words are delivered with a delicate tone, meant to comfort and lull; a quiet concise manner of easing her apprehension in the soft glow of the scholary bound setting.

"If I may ask, what material were you using as reference for that prior display?" His glasses are caste with a gleam and a docile smile finds a place along his features to complete his personable manner for the time being.

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@sphaeraa asked:

“I get that someone has to do something, but why does it have to be you?” [ for Aizen-sama ~ ]

A smile ghosts along his features coupled with a quiet but deep laugh only heard in close proximity.

"Certainly, you mean only to amuse me, words like that could never fall so heavily upon my shoulders, Hogyoku-san." And he is truly convinced of what he's speaking aloud. Gracefully, he gestures with his dominant hand, an upturned palm as to express a non-verbal -- isn't it obvious.

"You do, of course, know, it isn't that I resort to such tactics to carry the weight as a burden upon myself, no, I do it to stand as a testament of one's true capabilities. For we are not bound to limitations as we have been so led to believe. At least not those such as myself. Some are touched by greatness. Meant to see beyond the veils of illusion. It is a calling, one that I am proving should be heeded. The exceptional are meant to exceed the mundane. To transcend." Perhaps he was given to monologuing but it happened to be a topic that moved him in so many ways. Sometimes to the point of genuine excitement, a rare thing for him these days.

"You, dearest Hogyoku, were a sign. A true catalyst. Undeniable evidence of those otherwise, obscured truths." Greatness was achievable and it was Aizen who was meant to manifest it.

[rpmemes-galore]

Gunslinger Girl {Sentence Starters}

"What is it you wanted to show me out here again?"

"The pain reminds me that I'm still alive."

"If somebody sees you during a mission, it's your job to kill them!"

"You can calm down now. I wouldn't shoot."

"Oh. You're serious? I can't believe you would remember something like that."

"Next time I'll shoot you personally!"

"You're walking around with something like that?"

"I'd never forget it. I'll never forget the beautiful gift you've given me."

"Please don't say you're talking about me?"

"I promise I will never betray you, ____. You can count on that."

"Are you done? Let's go."

"Can't believe you dragged me out here."

"Some people crack jokes about it, but what are you going to do. It's as close to the truth as you can get."

"Wishful thinking usually never comes true."

"That's a lot of food for one person."

"You need to stop hanging around me."

"You'll only end up in trouble or worse if you keep this crap up."

"You're a nuisance, you know that?"

"Why are we the ones they sent out to track down this guy?"

"We're always surrounded by enemies, aren't we?"

[baiika]

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He laughs at her, but Momo doesn't have it in her to be hurt. Instead, she reaches to cup his cheeks, thumb laid on the apples. She says, "You understand why I want to, though, yes? I just--" he's angry. Laughing at her, but disappointed. She knows this at her very core. "I just need to collect myself."

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She reached towards him making contact and he remained unflinching, his gaze unmoving, heavy-lidded and locked with hers. However his expression lacked any signs of satisfaction.

"Yes, well." It hadn't escaped him, the way her hand continued to stay, longingly awaiting some form of validation from him, it was evident throught her action and exchanged glances, in her disparity, she still longed for him and his approval. Yet he was cold, distant, and ultimately devoid of any signs that she was doing anything that appeased him. "I would hate for your inability to further act in a more—timely manner to be seen as little more than insolence. Wouldn't you?"

{He enjoyed it; witnessing her inner struggle reveal itself on the surface.}

Watching her, his eyes fixated within hers. Yes, his features remained pleasant, although his figuative mask had dropped some time ago, never to be sought after nor retrieved again. It would do her well to have recognized that fact, despite how she carried on, appearing not to care to acknowledge it

Naturally, as her behavior towards him was a display of an unrelenting loyalty, it remained well within his awareness, as such, he took to using it to his advantage. Without so much as a second thought spared between either one of them, his voice poured out, smooth, inviting and with a gentle authority.

"We can't have that, now can we?" It was a hint of guilt delivered in only the sweetest and most coaxing way possible with a side of rewarding warmth somehow intertwined within in. Clearly, a disarming tactic he wouldn't spare her, meant to pursuade her further.

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@baiika asked:

From momo, for aizen; ❝ i don’t think i’m ready. ❞

"Dear, simple, girl. That would be more than anyone expects of you." Somehow there's an air of amusement intermingled in his words that even her ears would be likely to pick up on. His approach is slow but each step is commanding. A hand raises to carress gently beneath her jaw, tracing to her chin, he lifts it upwards towards him. A grin slowly gracing his features when their eyes meet.

"I can assure you, no one expects you to think."