#arousingdissonance

[d-d-disgusting]

Warbles at from a far, avian head tilting this way and that.

He freezes up, staring in the direction of the shape with his neck outstretched, like a deer.

Whatever that is, it isn’t familiar and it-it’s LOOKING at him. Not quite person shaped, but not quite animal shaped.. right? At this distance it’s impossible for him to tell exactly what it is or even if it’s just his head fucking around with him, but in this new land there must be animals he’s unfamiliar with, and that call..  Some kind of large bird?

His own head tilts and he finds himself slinking towards the mystery thing, curious but more than anything hungry. Starving, even.

If it’s an animal-if it’s a bird?  It’s his. He wants it.

[drinkofiron-blog]

Rests head on her shoulder, whining softly.

They take her by surprise, and in that one instant of unexpected contact on her body and sound in her ears. Lisa feels a shiver run up and down her back with a hollow echo like the chiming of bells. And for one fleeting moment, her own inner likeness coils up inside her soul. Her white hand gropes in the darkness, hovering between a soft palm and thin fingers to narrow claws. 

Of course Lisa doesn’t have anything to worry about. It was hard (not impossible) to make Nothing break her own aloof character, even with some familial moping. 

Of course Lisa combed her fingers over Principal’s neck, finding a place rife with plumage and stroking them in a manner she hoped was soothing. Honestly, Lisa was not cuddly. She was not warm. Sometimes she wasn’t even nice, so it was a mystery what kept bringing Rose’s hollow to her for companionship. 

She was here. That was something. She was here and a friend. Someone had to take care of them, and a friend was best.

Yellow eyes glint through the dark slot of a face with no features. Just gold and bone and always watching. Lisa’s hand runs circles around Principal’s back narrow back, over the bumps of their spine, and Nothing flits in close enough. Close enough to hear Principal’s sad song, to hear even the blood being pushed through their veins. They are the sound, she is the echo. 

[earthseveringwind]

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SCREEEEEE

Okay, so Beast can probably handle himself well enough, and if Sphinx is a long then they most likely won’t kill anyone. 

This one, though. This one is the one he’s going to keep an eye on.

[noomokokoro-blog]

[04/02/16 23:09:24] ;〰; Chiroptera Deity ;〰;: the bird [04/02/16 23:09:27] ;〰; Chiroptera Deity ;〰;: the bird is a nerd [04/02/16 23:09:38] Actual Satan: nird [04/02/16 23:09:42] ;〰; Chiroptera Deity ;〰;: omgfgfGffg [04/02/16 23:09:49] ;〰; Chiroptera Deity ;〰;: Principal, the nird [04/02/16 23:09:52] Actual Satan: yes [04/02/16 23:10:02] Actual Satan: yes good

[marigoldsandpoetry]

If Izuru did hollowfy as a result of his interaction with Hollow Rose (over a long period of time, unlike in arrancarverse) his inner hollow would be much easier to manage and control. Unlike a situation where his hollow would be at full power from the start, this hollow would be more like a bad-tempered housecat — ferocious and malicious and prone to hiding under things and plotting, but not actually capable of unseating Izuru of control.

Not that the process would be terribly pleasant, per say. 

[earthseveringwind]

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Ah, there they are. The big bad bird.

“How pleased are you with yourself?”