#aariose

[keikakudori]

* send GRAPHIC + a name , or aesthetic subject and i will make an edit related to this !!!

@aariose asked : GRAPHIC + rose? owo

[shizukesafukutaicho]

TRUTH SERUM TIME ! // accepting

@aariose said: TRUTH + and what kind of 'spice' would you have with me, hmm?

His cheeks reddened at the question. If he spoke he would be sputtering. Instead he chewed his lip and started to sign. It was timid as he tried to be as tactful as possible.

‘I would like you to take charge of me, bend me over either your desk or mine and have your way with me. I want to feel how gentle and rough you can be. You are a musician as well as an adept soldier. To be at the mercy of your hands would be an experience I do not think I could imagine properly. In short I want to experience what you may want to do with me.'

He finished signing and took a step closer. He couldn't lie about what he wanted, but he purposely kept it from being too explicit.

[txchikaze]

@aariose​ said:  "HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS?! I'VE LIVED WITH A BARBARIAN ALL THESE YEARS!"

--- “Stop it.” Too loud. Too dramatic. “It’s just a food I don’t care for.” People have different tastes. “Too much cheese.” He can definitely make a pizza he does like himself, though. Maybe a pesto-pizza, or a pizza bianca.. With figs, or something. 

[omoikokoro]

@aariose​

--- It is a stormy night. In fact, one of the worst storms the city has seen in two decades. Large power-outages have been reported everywhere. It would be a vampire’s playground, were it not that Izuru hated the rain. He doesn’t even remember what it felt like to shiver from the rain, though he knows his circulation had been terrible.. Even before turning his hands and feet had perpetually been cold. Now.. He just didn’t like the feeling of being wet, even though the rain was icy as well.

      He’d followed him home a couple of times.. The musician. Having found out where he lived. He was not difficult to sniff out in a crowd { literally }. Tonight, though, the weather was making him miserable, and... He was hungry again.. The strength he had gotten from the musician’s blood hadn’t lasted as long as he’d hoped. Only a couple of days. He supposed he was hoping his prey was still weak. Or else.. He didn’t know exactly what it was that had drawn him here.

      He just knew he ended up dripping little streams of water on the other’s hardwood floors after prying open a window { thank god for those stupid ‘welcome’ mats }, creeping along the walls in the darkness a world without electricity provided. That was.. Aside from the electricity from the clouds. 

      A bright flash suddenly illuminated the room, and there he stood, suddenly.. Rose... He’d remembered his name from the pamphlet outside the music venue.. He’d stood there in naught but a towel. Why was he wet, too? Had he been outside? and had he seen him, too? Izuru sure hoped not.. He remained very, very still.

[hiyorisarugaki]

@aariose​ from here:

he can't even see hiyori's face through the font of tears, rose is so utterly heartbroken. it's not something unexpected, but it's still something that's brought the musician to his knees the second he'd seen what's happened. the world's never going to be the same again!

the blond sniffs a ragged breath and shakingly holds out this morning's newspaper for her, its headline clear even crumpled and tearstained as it is: ROCKSTAR FREDDIE IS DEAD!

the moment his companion takes it from him, rose lets out a loud sob and buries his face in his hands. "he's go-o-one!"

She was all ready to slice and dice the poor schmuck that had dared offend Rose, but then, once she saw the streams of tears gushing down his face, she knew that it wasn’t something she could possibly fight with her Kubikiri Orochi. Damn, she got excited for no reason! Hiyori patted her zanpakuto, shrugging as her eyes read the headlines.

“What did ya think happens ‘ta humans, Rose? For the love of– Fuck! Don’t tell me yer gonna go over there and Konso him yerself?!” Hiyori immediately lunged for him like a little missile and wrapped her arms and legs tight around his mid-section. She was latched on to his back, but for all the good she could do in holding him back, he may as well be wearing a tiny jetpack.

 “ROSE! YA CAN’T KONSO EVERY SINGLE ARTISTIC SOUL YA FANCY! LEAVE THAT ‘TA THE SHITTYGAMI!! OI, WHERE ARE THE REST OF THOSE LAZY BUMS?!”

[txchikaze]

TRUTH + what's the cutest thing about hisagi-san?

--- He scowls at Rose. His friend is lucky there are no other people in earshot to hear this, since Kensei is not allowed to lie { or evade, he supposes }. He'll tell Rose, of course, but.. He finds he gets a little embarrassed.

"I... Don't know if that's a word I would use." Of course Shuuhei can be cute, but.. He is also a grown man { not a puppy or the like }, and so is Kensei. He doesn't even know if Shuuhei would appreciate being called cute. Though.. He has to admit, he can act cute sometimes.

"I guess he's the cutest when he just.. Seems to forget about everything that's not us.." It doesn't happen that often, unfortunately. Shuuhei has control issues { and really who is Kensei to judge? Kettle.. Pot.. } But when it does happen, it is.. Endearing. He seems younger { like his actual age }, his body isn't as tense, his eyes are softer.

He realizes his brow had relaxed as he was thinking and he was smiling. His smile turned a little sheepish and he scratched the back of his neck. "If ya wanna hear a physical thing, I guess it's his eyes.." He cannot help wincing. Ugh.. That's so sappy..

[shizukesafukutaicho]

Continued from here

@aariose

°\ He didn't mind helping out another division. Atau's captain hadn't minded when he even volunteered, as long as he continued to keep up with his own work. That wasn't too hard though. He was good at keeping up even with how much he would slack with visiting the animals around the Seireiti. The Sanbantai's captain seemed to be a very welcoming and kind person. He was a bit nervous as he didn't really know much about him.

He gave a gentle smile in response to Otoribashi, silently thanking him. Atau gave a slight bow before he felt the strong hand on his back. Lips parted in surprise and his cheeks flushed pink. A shiver crawled up his spine and he turned to meet the Captain's gaze.

'I appreciate it Otoribashi-san,' he wanted to continue but he didn't know how Rose would take it if he offered to have him come by if he'd like.

[keikakudori]

★

Send my muse a "★" and they'll admit their first impressions of your muse.

❝ ... this man seems as strange as hirako-taichou; just far more restrained about it. ❞ he does admit there is a twitch of interest at the wavy locks of blonde which drape over those shoulders, but it's just a passing thing. flamboyant is a word which comes to mind for this strange man. he has seen him around from time to time but it's the first meeting with a new lieutenant and aizen's aware of first impressions indeed. the first impression he has of rose is that he reminds him, somehow, of those artists he's read about from italy. eccentric, but oh so very creative. it's an impression which he's sure won't be shaken easily. but he does have pretty eyes.