#bindhearts

[xyumeni]

@bindhearts​ said:  ❛  is  there  anything  i  can  do ?  ❜

questioning minds sentence starters // accepting

Rei hums, thinking over the question for a moment. Knowing Orihime, letting her help cook might not be the best idea. “Hm.. I think i’m Just about done. But if you want to help me clean up afterwards, that would be great.” 

[ofspark]

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

@bindhearts​ asked: “ i'm here for you. “

          "𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆." 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒆 but they’re no less commanding. Genuine in their utterance && fully aware that she’s merely winded. For even she is susceptible of being caught from her guard. Pivoting on underestimation && ignorance, a lethal point to ever be snagged across. But even so, she presses on && corrects her posture. The beast beyond looses its tongue beyond grand maw && looks upon a presumed feast. && yet she is not afraid. Undeterred by the menacing snarl && foul stench of hunger pluming through the air like rotting potpourri. The blade’s grip that faltered tightens once more && to her feet does she rise. For she is war-born && battle-bred. The bones within pallid flesh have long since been conditioned by tumultuous waves of chaos && the unrelenting current of warring perpetuity. It’s all the same. Another fight, another target. && she’ll be damned to become naught but a meal to twisted vision beyond her. So she presses on.  She presses on.  Like she always has.           Fortified footfalls carry her to stand just beyond the younger woman with brows furrowed in tow. Her jaw is set, mandible hardened in the readiness that wills itself through flesh && skirts into existence via scoff erupting of lungs.            “Look after the others.” Saber amidst grip carves through the air in arcing crescent to further ensure the security of her grasp && uptake commanding stance. Her presence demands && her soul yields to none. Opposite extremity is held aloft && her eyes seemingly darken like a storm battering the coast. Every wave of uncertainty has lulled to naught under the actuality of her sturdiness.                                   “I’m not gonna miss twice.”

[xyumeni]

@bindhearts​ said:  ❝ you’re not alone. ❞

things that you want to hear // accepting

“It sure feels like i’m alone...” Her chin comes to rest against her knees, arms wrapped around her legs as if that would provide her with some kind of comfort. There’s a soft sigh, gray eyes turning to glance at the other girl. “I guess i’ve just grown used to it. Being content with being by myself for all these years. I don’t know how to convince myself otherwise.”

[yunhuntress]

@bindhearts​ asked: “  you don’t have to deal with this alone.  ”

The warrior had always tended to keep to herself when dealing with a bit of a shock of sorts. Nonetheless, she was surprised to see Orihime. Tending to her hand, she chuckled a bit. 

“I know. I’ve been lucky to have many friends and it seems I’ve gained another with you, haven’t I?” 

The injury would mend on it’s own but Fang  remained relaxed allowing the other to come closer if she wished.

[yunhuntress]

@bindhearts​ asked: “   you wanna talk about it?  ”

Fang found herself settled out away from the cold of the rain that fell. The weather had old aches become much more noticeable for her. Seated under a roof of sorts, she blinked before hearing the other woman speak up. It took her a moment to realize Orihime had meant her.

"I'll be all right. Rain often gets some old war wounds to flare up now and then. I don't mind rain except for that problem of mine."

[lifesliced-a]

CO IS PROUDLY RECOUNTING the most thrilling moments in nba history to her, chest puffing up a bit as his voice gets a little more excited. finally! someone else besides his teammates that’s willing to listen. emery is a theatre kid, and unlike his brother, is less apt to the physical side of things. aside from running the dog around, the occasional hike, and a beach trip —— ?? emery isn’t the type to throw the ball around, or hear about it much. a difference between supportive & interested.

❝ so it’s basically like the greatest moment of all time. ❞ he finishes with a bit of lazy gusto, falling back into a more relaxed state of being. co then suggests, ❝ hey, you wanna go out and get, like, a coffee or something? maybe a smoothie? it’s so nice out. ❞ / @bindhearts

[sasayakc]

     There wasn’t really any EASY way of doing this. With somewhat of a bitter humor, Muramasa wondered if he would ever be faced with anything that could be deemed ‘ simple ‘. Just because something was difficult was not an excuse to shy away though. He had never been a coward, and he wasn’t about to start now. If he was going to find the incarnation of his master and face him again - he wished to be BETTER than he had been. Not USELESS. Not worthless. If he was going to hold any sort of pride within himself, he had to better himself first. Since everything he had ever done in his life had been a mistake or a failure, this whole task of becoming ‘ better ‘ shouldn’t be so difficult. When the starting point was pretty much just above zero. 

     He wanted to pay his debts. There were a few people he OWED something. Kurosaki Ichigo. Kuchiki Byakuya. Senbonzakura. And - this woman. He had never learned her name, or if he had, he had forgotten it, since they had only briefly met on the WORST day of his life. Thinking back was almost too painful, but he did remember her kindness. She had healed his injuries, and had she not done so... Well, one could only guess. He knew he had not been grateful at the time, mostly because of what she had said to him. She had SEEN his sadness. A sorrow he was hiding from everyone - even himself. Having a stranger see right through him had frightened him. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to move forward until he had paid her back. He owed her his life after all.

     For a while, he had been watching her, making sure to stay out of sight. He was trying to think of the best way to approach her and offer his services. A part of him ( a darker part ) had almost wished she would get into some kind of danger. So that he could quickly save her and be done with it. But, nothing happened to her. She was on her way home from a shop now, some groceries in a bag in her hand. She would pass the spot where he was hiding soon, so if he wanted to approach her - he would have to do it now. Drawing in a deep breath, he stepped out from the shadows. Not suddenly, and there was still plenty of distance between them. He didn’t wish to frighten her. Straightening himself up, he looked at her.

     ❝ I don’t know if you remember me. ❞

starter call ; @bindhearts .