#fleshpurifies

[ichibe-hyosube]

“Now isn’t this a curious predicament~ However should I address you, Captain~?” @fleshpurifies​

[oorigamii]

"𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓. you will wish that it was. you can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. i know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.” --- E.M. Foster 

[zombiequincy]

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munday meme - send me an ask!

🍊 - What are your favourite genres of threads? Fluff? Angst? Etc

ooo i always savour a good bit of angst or even horror because the possibilities of exploring hurt and anger is really interesting to come at from the perspective of the character who actually like, caused that pain and hurt (esp if it’s against another muse who was directly hurt by giselle)

but my ABSOLUTE FAV (i dont even know if this counts as a genre) i always love more than anything back and forth barbed exchanges, like lots of insults and poking and pestering esp as giselle, so i guess you could call it ‘the annoying little sister who just wont fuck off and keeps pushing at your buttons’ sort of threads?? just like stupid insults like that stuff is always so silly and so much fun to me, because dialogue comes so much easier than descriptions !! it also leaves some breathing room for me to just be stupid and a little more out there and not worry so deeply about like if im doing anything that might be genuinely disturbing or upsetting in my writing!! so that genre is my favourite asgjdkdsakj

[glacialdeath]

@fleshpurifies​ one-liner [from here] 

“Isn’t there anything I can do to speed up the process?“

[barbaricbbeauty]

@fleshpurifies​

He raises his hand and knocks on her door, taking a deep breath trying to stand a little taller and bolder. A nervous bead of sweat trickles down his spine, he’d never dare to admit his fear but the reality of what he’s doing has started to sink in. Maybe approaching a woman who had taken such great pains to hide herself far away from the Seireitei would not respond well to his request. Maybe approaching a woman who brutalised his captain wasn’t a good idea. Oh well, too late to turn around now. 

“Captain Unohana.” He says bowing deeply. “I’m Yumichika Ayasegawa, third seat of the Eleventh Squad. I’ve come to ask for your guidance in training.” 

[missingsiblingx]

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[melancholeyes]

@fleshpurifies

They liked to speak of rebellion as a spark, but she saw it as more of a wave -- the slightest disturbance rippled outwards, and there was no telling how far its reach would extend. At least as far as her own colonies, it would seem. And so soon after Earth...

Blue lifted a hand to her eyes, as if the physical barrier would hold her tears at bay. She had not the heart to summon her armies; how could she stand before them, broken as she was? Even her voice trembled now, in danger of shattering at any moment. This was hardly a state in which to wage war. But there was one gem who could, in her stead. 

“...Bloodstone,” she said, at last straightening in her throne. 

“I believe I have a matter that requires your assistance.”

[raijou]

Yoruichi is not a woman who is inherently unnerved by people, indeed there is no one yet who has managed it truly. This woman-- Unohana-- comes as close to any though if only because there is something fundamentally wrong with her. The fact she did not know what exactly it was was the true issue Yoruichi had, a thorn in her paw that could not be removed. It stuck her every time she moved, but Yoruichi was a determined sort which was perhaps how she found herself sauntering along the strange woman’s window ledge.

It takes her time enough to sit, rasped tongue dragging against fur as she ignores the captain for a time. It is no doubt a rude gesture, but Yoruichi tends to work in many a strange way and this is no different. To get the measure of someone first buttons must be pushed.

“Things have been quiet recently,” she comments idly after a moment, masculine voice at odds with the identity she was not hiding. “Are you glad~?”

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