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Bazz-Lil ::>
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ship: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
((You know we would die for Lil. Give me Bazz-B and Lil riding around causing mischief. Give me Bazz-B trying to make a normal type of life for Lil and making her try at least try high school. Give me Lil teaching Bazz-B all the life skills he never got to learn. gimme gimme gimme))
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16: a happy kiss
quickly giving into the urge to give her instant affection rangiku presses an eager kiss to the quincy’s lips upon sight of her. ‘ hey you. ’ she grins widely, arms wrapping around the other’s frame. ‘ ‘m glad you’re back, i’ve got plans for us tonight.’
aesthetic board of cyan sungsun and masaki kurosaki for @damsclsofdistrcss! happy holidays!
She stumbles into his office, slightly bloodied, and all of it very clearly hers. There is no greeting, no offer of snacks, nor so much as a glance in the tiny captain's direction. Just a mumbled, "Sorry," as she strode across the room and tucked herself behind a couch that obscured her from both the desk and the door. ( -Liltotto, hi have soft angst )
Two divergent young children. Molded by the hands of greedy elders. Constructed to be armaments for their wars. Who will shield them - When their humanity surfaces?
Feathery strokes, he’s benign ‘pon executing their connection, of black ink effortlessly permeates from his writing apparatus, parallel to a stream of noxious Ichor, and lastingly inks onto a momentous parchment who was in the midst of being finalized by diligent hands. – Impeccable finger work unequaled by most – Once these reports for the week were wholly completed, the weary adolescent tending to them could finally abound himself in some dumplings; he’d be admitted to suppressing his unbearable abdomen of its rumbling wailings. – Footsteps are hastily discerned, steady, placid, movement ‘pon his floorboards. - Sounding abnormally out-of-place. By the faint Reiatsu that accompanied it, he could forthwith ascertain who had entered his office and he frequently wondered why he grants them, her, the privilege of residing inside his residence after all her genus had cost them. - all the men they’ve reaped from him. Mayhaps it was out of the recognition that no matter the past events, she was still a child. A child of war; It was all she knew. - One of the same, they were, in all verity. - Children adjusted to taint their purity and quench the putrid appetite of those intended to protect them.
He punctually catches her mumbled enunciation with his uniformly attentive ears but does not articulate in turn - Not even a momentary glance was submitted upwards to remotely acknowledge her critical condition. Intently determined, the captain was, in attaining exemption from his desk, causing him to be negligent of his environs. There were times where Liltotto would approach him sans the garbs of aggressiveness clothing her presence – Albeit they were seldom in abundance - Ergo he actively thought that her hushed form of greet and the manner in which she strode passed his seated position hadn’t demanded his immediate notice. Least ‘fore his heart palpitated with a throbbing sore of sharp disquietude. - Realization encircles him, then, like thorned cables. Lacerating his entirety with marks of an importunate happening. - Of the weighted situation unfolding. Ordinarily, she’d insult him ‘pon encounter – but he swears she hadn’t done so – In fact, it replayed in his mind as if she had … “ Lamperd, Why are you here? “ he questions, he seeks, but she does not respond. He waits. and waits.
“ Oi, answer me, you damn brat! “ he furiously ejects, distasting being outright disregarded by a visitant unwanted, peering bitterly at the sofa she had concealed behind.– He detects remnants meriting of concern. Eyes widening a margin, he’s pursuing a trail of crimson, it begins at his door and prolongs to where she was. Urgency awakens. She was wounded. Its severity was uncertain but he’ll shortly be able to conclude it in a moment. Notwithstanding what she was in nature. What she’s done. He hopes she has not departed. Be alive. Stay Alive, he’d mentally recite. His brush is discarded, forgotten atop a now dotted white exterior, as he straightened and conveyed to her location. Gingerly. Gradually. He does not aspire to instill anxiety or discomfort. “ Lamperd. “ he calls once more, tonality passive. “ Are you alright? “ it was odd, a questionable twist, on how reluctant he was to examine aloft his furniture – But even so, he does, and the exhibition he unearths is devastating. She laid there, eyes hardly ajar, breathing heavily, silently, in anguish- He’s agile to attend to her. Not caring for any of her objections.she had come here, came to him, for a reason. One he might never come to learn but he amply refuses to stand here and allow her to bleed her life away.
“ What happened to you? – Oi, You better stay awake! “ he deftly hoists her into his arms and flash steps towards the fourth’s division. - They were only Children.
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damsclsofdistrcss replied to your post “damsclsofdistrcss replied to your post “cang “i’ll see you in hell”...”
"Don't say you're going to hell Cang..."
“You really don’t think I will? You’ve always been critical of my...sinning.”
I want this to remain utterly anonymous. But holy fuck I cannot express how thankful I am for Kari. She runs 2 blogs and both are utterly fan-fucking-tastic. @heavenxpiercing and I'm bad at urls and cannot remember her dual muse for lil and sung but I feel like Kari is the literal embodiment of the word friendly and amazing! She's among my best friends on this site and honest to god I can't imagine not having her around. I love her beyond words. If you dont follow her you really need to.
damsclsofdistrcss replied to your post: Sits with Wabisuke on his lap, petting its sealed...
“Is it true that they have souls?” {curious liltotto o3o}
“Yeah...he comes out sometimes.” He dares pull the blade out some, letting her see the shine of the steel. “It’s like...something living inside of me, but I couldn’t name it until I became a shinigami.”
