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[waspandr]

It's Pride month which means this is your yearly reminder that as far as my portrayl goes Soifon is ✨Bisexual✨

[burdenedreverence]

"Every man who has given him to something larger than himself, is willing to suffer humiliation if it serves a greater whole." The fighter remarks, those eyes of his which seem ever burning simply hold her gaze. There is no cowardice in his gaze, he is unafraid to admit he has suffered degradation for the ideals he served. Yet, something has shifted.

"Proud I am, proud I was, of what we protected." A low rumble leaves his throat, she is devoid of emotion and he is not. It simmers and boils in every step he takes. His eyes finally break from her to look to the side, cast to stare at out the window of the room which they reside. The training area is empty tonight, and he doesn't know if she intended to find him here yet she did.

"I'll change it. Or I'll tear it down."

It's an inflammatory statement, the boils from lips that are venomous. Not towards her, never towards her, towards the injustice to which they both serve.

"They all deserve better, than this. The Soul Society, cannot, persist like this. You know it, I know it." So what is he going to do about it? Oh, he'll tell her.

"A people's revolution. A people's war. Not with swords, and guns, but with words and actions. A war against the system of entropy, and stagnation, we've found ourselves in."

How very Communist of him, much to his chagrin. But the people must be moblized, they must uproot this system. Soifon is as much a victim, as Hayden was. Noble obligations, produced weapons of war. Yoruichi. Isshin. Shunsui.

Soifon.

His eyes shift to her once more.

"I wish, you felt what I feel right now. I wish, I could ignite your soul, the way mines is."

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[waspandr]

Hayden’s searing gaze was met only with slated grays, the aftermath of volcanic ashes; cool, sharp, and as unmoving as the stone they resembled. Just like the stone too, the appearance of strength was just that. A facade. There were many layers to it and together it held its shape but only together.

There was a time, not too long ago, that Soifon would’ve taken his words as treason. She’d have her blade to his throat, or Suzumebachi embedded in his heart by the time he finished that third remark. It was a dangerous notion. That was what she’d always been taught and individuals such as Aizen and the like proved as much.

That was then, however.

“Change has never done me any favors.” Her tone held no more fervor than before, though the words did. It was no secret that she was object to change in any form. She hated it and rightfully so but it was never hers to control, try as she might. What Hayden insinuated, if he truly meant it, to enact with words and actions, was just the same.

“So, what now? You plan to petition for these changes? Talk off the ears of every Noble that’s willing to lend it? Take up a political position?” None of those had ever worked before and she’d be hard-pressed to be believed they would now. Even with Hayden at the helm, if anything, it might backfire on him worse than his predecessors of vicissitude.

Soifon still believed in the Gotei. She’d still fight for them, die for them. She made pointedly certain that she wouldn’t change. The nobles were far worse, intractable and stubborn. The only ways that provided results were violence-induced. The Central 46 were a perfect example. Needless to say, despite any objections she might have, she was curious to hear his plan out, assuming he’d had any.

[uraharashouten]

@waspandr asked:

"You always think you're the smartest one in the room." - To Kisuke of course :3

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"..."

He opens his mouth to speak, but then there's a pregnant pause.

Urahara Kisuke's features, bright like an artificial sun, slowly sink and dim in the wake of Soi Fon's assertion. What can possibly be said?

In time, an answer presents itself.

"That's... likely because it's widely regarded to be true. Unless, of course..." His voice drops to a hushed tone, and he leans in. "...when Yoruichi-san is in the room..."

[waspandr]

Soifon’s eyes narrowed at first, glowering as if warning him to tread lightly. She couldn’t make much of an argument against him. Urahara had always been a smart one, much to her chagrin but, he wasn’t the smartest and he certainly didn’t hold the foresight to go along with his intelligence. That was what made all the difference.

Her gaze would relax as his answer, denoting her satisfaction with it, though she did lean away when he tried to lean in.

“Hmph…Of course not! How long did it take you to learn that one?”

[midnightactual]

Every dance was different, and this particular one was more akin to locking than popping with the sudden and rather than fluid motions. Yoruichi could reasonably be called a master of just about every style, and it only took her a moment to limber up.

She had none of Soifon's reservations, giving her all without one iota of hesitation. Her singing only became all the more animated as she carried on. The thought of sweeping the other up in the performance seemed to not even be on her mind though, only the song itself.

[waspandr]

As always, there was something to admire with Lady Yoruichi! Odd as this impromptu session of song and dance were to her, there was still something to be said, possibly even learned, about how gracefully Yoruichi moved. Absolute control and perfect timing, it was enough to make anyone stop and stare but, she wasn't about to gawk. Things had been rough enough between them, she didn't want to make things awkward again so, she continued, glancing over to them just long enough to make sure she was following the moveset.

Compared to the previous choreography, Soifon managed to get a handle on this dance much quicker. It wasn’t at all difficult either, though she might’ve exaggerated the popping and locking to a point where, her ‘dance’ had evolved into something more lethal. Now it was more like she were shadow-fighting but, that actually helped her to relax.

[waspandr]

@burdenedreverance Continuing from here (x)

Trepid steps, as quiet as her foot flat as she half-circled the other. Soifon kept her distance per usual, arms tucked into opposite sleeves but kept tight and close to her body.

“I wasn’t aware you were ever content with it. You’ve always stuck out like a proud nail.” Never one to get hammered down. It was almost admirable, if not foolish. Her pacing paused once she stood before them. One could not disreguard the look on their face. The heat, the fire, in those eyes.. One might be threatened, burned even if they stared into them for too long but, Soifon was never one to shy away. In any case, she didn’t consider Hayden as threat, be it her own pride or her personal knowledge of them and their demeanor.

Her voice fell flat, crisp and devoid of emotion as she spoke again.

“So, what do you plan to do about it?”

[waspandr]

Now that I have done up the majority of my Tomodachi Island to silence the voices, I can write replies! :D

[waspandr]

Gentle reminder: while Soifon may be a hardass, I am just a huge nerd.

Like, Imagine being intimidated by this.

[waspandr]

Anonymous asked:

Do you think Soi-Fon will end up with someone at some point romanticaly ? It's hard to vizualize since she only interact with Yoruichi and Omaeda (and i dont see her end up with omada haha) whats your opinion ?

Canonically? Knowing how Kubo writes his stories and how he’s written the character so far, it’s highly unlikely Soifon, let alone any of the other Captains will end up in a romantic relationship in the series. Romance has just never been a thing Kubo’s considered for his characters outside of the main cast. Kubo and his crew only seem to tease the idea of her being partners or having feelings for certain characters but they clearly don’t intend to confirm or finalize anything.

Non-canonically, I like to headcanon that she has found a partner before the events of Breathes of Hell. The way I portray Soifon is Bisexual with a heavy lean towards woman. While her preferences for women are more open and varied, I feel like she only seems to show an interest in men that are either very pretty or some scruffy hobo with no in-betweens. Even so, the potential prospects for partners is…less than stellar due to her own positions as both the head of the Feng Clan, the Commander of the Onmitsukido, and a Captain of the Gotei. It all kind of puts her in a weird position where she’d need find a partner that doesn’t clash with the interests of her job(s), as well as one that can be accepted into the Feng Clan and or improve the clans standing as a retainer, plus someone who’s able produce a heir (or several).

Currently, as I portrayal Soifon in her main verse, while she may have a partner, she holds no interest in having children or marrying and is still heavily devoted to her work.

[waspandr]

She's perfect.

[waspandr]

Tomodachi Life drops in 1 day so I will either be dead to the world for 2 weeks at a minimum, or there is going to be A LOT of Soifon Mii shenanigans.

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i bring a sort of "this character is canonically malnourished and would gain at least a couple pounds during their hypothetical healing arc wherein they get better" vibe to the function that people dont really like

[midnightactual]

Yoruichi continued singing, letting Soifon stick to the backing for as long as she liked. Soon enough though, she started in on the Lucky Star dance. There was no reason to do it slowly—Soifon would surely pick it up easily enough by comparison.

[waspandr]

Once they started to dance, Soifon's blinked. Her singing paused and she hesistated to start again, let alone join them in the choreography.

It looked ridiculous. She was already feeling embarresed just watching them. But... As long as no one else was around to witness, it wouldn't be too bad. Right?

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shakespeare's hamlet ... sentence starters

"To die... to sleep."

"The rest is silence."

"It is as easy as lying."

"Brevity is the soul of wit."

"Good-night, sweet prince."

"Now cracks a noble heart…"

"Be all my sins remembered."

"What piece of work is a man…"

"I must be cruel only to be kind."

"Listen to many, speak to a few."

"It is not, nor it cannot, come to good."

"There’s a divinity that shapes our ends."

"To be, or not to be: that is the question."

"This above all: to thine own self be true."

"One may smile, and smile, and be a villain."

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks."

"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below."

"Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind."

"Thus conscience does make cowards of us all."

"Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love."

"But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue."

"Madness in great ones must not unwatched go."

"The Devil has power to assume a pleasing shape."

"Though this be madness, yet there is method in it."

"If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone."

"Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be."

"God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another."

"There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so."

"When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!"

"In my heart there was a kind of fighting that would not let me sleep."

"What should such fellows as I do, crawling between earth and heaven?"

"To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand."

"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

"You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal... except my life."