Ōtoribashi Rōjūro

Indie RP and Ask Blog for Otoribashi Rojuro - Vizard, and Captain of the 3rd Division, Gotei 13. Relationship Status: Multiship Blog Status: Semi-Hiatus Tracking tag: whipsandsonnets

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@dragonflyprincesa & @whipsandsonnets

“ Living a good life, full of good vibes and YOU “

[whipsandsonnets]

diamondvisored‌:

warm water and bath salts. of course. how could she forget that it would serve to be calming? Lisa shook her head. ‘ see, this is why i need you sometimes. i forgot all about the effects of a good warm bath. ‘ being more of a shower person herself. she was always going about things in a swift manner. and it was Rojuro how helped slow her down. 

a quick nod his way and she went about choosing one of the bath salt mixtures – a pink rose and lavender mix that was meant to soothe tired muscles. after she’d poured them into the bathtub she swirled the water about with her hand, inhaling the soft aroma that was soon permeating and then she disrobed. slowly descending into the warmth that surrounded her and tying her hair up in a quick loose bun, she hugged her knees, rested her chin over them and closed her eyes.

she barely took up any space in the tub, making sure to leave plenty of space for Rose behind her. he was quick with cleaning up and when he joined her she turned to look up at him and noticed the samurai bun then smiled a little. ‘ that looks suits you. ‘ she mused, leaning into him. a low hum of agreement was her response as she rested her head against his chest.

 but a certain question whirled in her mind and she needed to voice it. ‘ Rojuro… ‘ taking her hand in hers, watching their fingers intermingle. ‘ is this one of the ways to properly deal with that awful buildup of emotion? sometimes, when i get this way. i feel this immense urge for blood and i know where it’s coming from. and i don’t like it even if i have it under control now. in the past, it wasn’t that way. ‘

          He gently ran his fingers along the little wispy strands of black hair that were slipping out of her messy bun, his gaze flickering with faint amusement at her comment on his hairstyle. “ I like it when you look like this, too, ” he murmured, violet eyes reflecting appreciation for her classic beauty. She already seemed a lot calmer, less brittle - the bath seemed good for her. 

          Rose brushed a kiss across his lover’s temple, his fingers loosely locked with hers, relishing in this physical bonding, so peaceful and serene. He hummed in response to her query. 

               “ I do not know if a nice bath is the proper way to manage how you feel when you get in that state...but do you think it’s helping? Even if for a little? ” he asked, watching the expressions that cross her face, attentive to her moods. His fingers absently stroked the skin of her arm, peeking just barely above the water surface. “ Let’s also explore other activities that may help you feel better when this happens again. We will be fine. I’m together with you. ”

          He had no intention to leave her to fight this battle alone. Even if there was no solution to fix it, he would find ways to manage this alongside with her. 

               “ Tell me more? When did you start having these episodes? ”

          She often hid herself away whenever this moodiness struck, he had realized, but he had never known the degree to which it had affected her. This was just another way she had tried to be considerate, wasn’t it, he thought with a sad, pensive gaze. 

               “ Lisa? Please promise me that you won’t keep it from me, whenever this happens again. Okay? ” 

[whipsandsonnets]

diamondvisored‌:

he was so gentle and loving with her and she loved him all the more for it. and maybe in her own little way she had been unconsciously learning how to treat him from the way he had been treating her. with the soft, caring touches and the attention to things she wouldn’t normally think twice about. she had felt his gaze fixed on her as she busied herself with her task. 

and in the back of her mind, despite how awful she’d felt, she recognised how domestic this was and her heart warmed up some. they really were right when they said home was a person and not a place. even if she had invaded his quarters just to be near him in his absence, it had been nothing like having him here, right there before her. he was her home. he was her safe place. 

‘ it wasn’t your fault. you were busy saving the world. ‘ she replied, looking up at him with a smile. he was home now and that was all that mattered. ‘ it wasn’t easy to explain. i hope that made sense. and you don’t have to worry. i feel a little better after that sudden crying ‘ it felt not as awful as she would have thought telling him and she wondered why she was so worried about sharing in the first place. not being used to it. 

she paused the moment he’d caught her wrist, listened to his request. unsure for a moment, she hadn’t intended on leaving him but she hadn’t told him that either. ‘ i had thought that i’d sit by the tub with you and bathe you. but alright. thank you. ‘

          The warm bathwater would do well to calm her nerves and relax her too. “ It looks like we are both in need of a bit of relaxing tonight, ” he commented with a smile, nodding in satisfaction at her agreement. “ Will you please prepare the bath salts and enter first? I shall join you shortly after I’ve washed the dirt and grime off myself. ”

          She already had her bath earlier, unlike himself who had just returned from a skirmish battle. He shed the rest of his uniform and set them aside, then went over to the small shower area adjacent to the ofuro to wash up quickly. Piling his long hair up on the top of his head in a samurai bun and then securing it with a hair stick, he sat down on one of the low stools and began the brisk process of turning the shower head on himself and then soaping up. 

          The ledge above the wash area was filled with both of their grooming things; soaps and shampoos and conditioners and scrubs, and it never failed to make him smile a little, seeing the blissful, colorful mishmash of their worlds coming together. 

          Rinsing himself off until he was clean, he stood up, water sluicing off his face and body. He joined Lisa at the adjacent ofuro, stepping into the warm water and slowly settling in behind her. His arm curled around her middle, gently coaxing her to lean into him. He sighed, relaxing peacefully against the edge of the bath. “ This is nice. ”

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[cultleaderzukki]

peak intimacy: kissing someone’s inner wrist 

[whipsandsonnets]

diamondvisored‌:

honestly, she should have known he’d be following her. why would he stay put out there when she had practically run away from him without telling him anything? of course he’d be concerned and want to know what was going on with her. 

she bawled on him then bolted, that would make her so irritated. but he wasn’t her. he was so patient with her and she loved him for it.

lisa allowed herself to be led into his embrace once more, her arms limb against her sides. she listened to him, quietly. not knowing how to even begin. what was supposed to say? where to start from? she decided to start from where she knew. that’s all she could do. ‘ i’m sorry for worrying you. i know you’ll be here for me but sometimes you’ll be busy and i can’t always expect you to be there. anyway, ‘ 

she sighed, pulling away to reach for the top of his sleeveless captain’s haori and gently disrobe it off his broad shoulders. her eyes fixed on the task at hand. ‘ you know how some people deal with melancholy? i have the opposite of that, i feel so annoyed and angry even and for no reason. then every little thing becomes even more irritating then usual and when i’m like this i don’t know what to do to make it go away. it passes on its own and i just have to wait it out but in the meantime… ‘ another sigh and a little sniffle. ‘ that’s the problem.. the waiting it out is bothersome. ‘ she held the haori in her hands and proceeded to fold it, tucking it aside. focusing next on his obi. ‘ the water will get cold, you really need to soak those tired muscles of yours. ‘

          He held her for a while longer, his hand rubbing circles against her back, before he pressed another kiss on her forehead and finally let her go. He allowed her to busy herself with helping him disrobe, knowing that it would be...easier for her to speak when she was preoccupied with another task at the same time. His violet gaze was soft as he stared at her, noting how gentle she was when it came to him. 

          He did not rush her, was patient and quiet as he listened to her talk about the heavy, incomprehensible mass of feelings that lurked in her, that sometimes grew so overwhelming they took over her completely, leaving her helpless to their raging devastation.  

               “ I’m sorry I wasn’t home earlier to help you through this, ” he murmured, his eyes darkening at the wavering emotion in her voice. She never asked for any of this, and his heart ached for her. He reached out, rested his hand over hers. “ Thank you for telling me. I would have been more worried if you kept your troubles to yourself, Lisa. Thank you, for being so kind and loving, even when you’re not feeling your best right now. ”

          His hand curled around her wrist, gently stopping her where she had been in the process of removing his uniform. 

               “ Will you join me in the bath, my love? ” A small, tender smile lingered on his lips as he coaxed, not wanting to leave her alone right now, not even for a minute. “ Let me be kind and loving to you, too. ” 

[whipsandsonnets]

viciousvizard‌:

Hiyori was rather humbled that Rose could see that in her. All along, she had assumed the beauty he saw in the world was simply a reflection of himself. He was always… the only thing that looked like it was blooming. But when he put it in those words, it made sense. Even to someone as spiteful and vindictive as herself. She was capable of love. Most days, it didn’t feel like that… but when she looked at Rose or her friends, she was reminded of all the nicest things in the world.

And she had never wanted to be a monster. 

“I’m gonna suck at this… but I’ll do it. Get better at loving this world. Because my friends live in it.”

          Not too long ago, Hiyori would have been fighting tooth and nail to even listen to what he had to say. But the Hiyori now was softer, less bitter and cynical, and just a bit more willing to hear his advice. She might not be aware of it herself, but she was already slowly starting to change. 

          Rose smiled softly at the younger blond. She was so much kinder and lovelier than she allowed herself to believe. 

               “ Thank you, Hiyori. For trying. We do so love you too. ”

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diamondvisored‌:

She felt like a child with the way she was crying but when it had all but come out and she was left with hitching breaths. she realised how selfish she had been. keeping the poor thing standing there who was undoubtedly exhausted after his long field work.

‘ i’m sorry for making you deal with this. let me go run you a bath. ‘ 

resisting the urge to just stay in his arms, she let herself linger a moment or two before she pulled away with her head bowed, not wanting him to see her face. she had taken off her glasses earlier and held onto them with a hand that was lifelessly dangling by her side as the other rubbed at her eyes. for all that it was worth, she did feel somewhat better after this outpour. but she also felt embarrassed and didn’t want to face him, immediately turning to walk away and head towards the bath area. where she washed her face and ran Rojuro the hot water for his bath. there were all sorts of bath salts and things there and she had no idea what he would want to pour so she left that bit for him. once the tub was full, she turned the tap off and called out to him. 

‘ don’t wait out there too long! ‘

          He wasn’t waiting anywhere, more trailing after her like a concerned puppy. She had tried her best to conceal it, but he had caught that flash of self-consciousness on her face when she pulled away. 

          That had not sit too well with him, her withdrawal...and he still had no idea the cause of her initial distress. It was imperative for him to know why so that he could fix this...whatever it was that was causing his lover to be sitting by a window in the middle of the night, all alone and staring out at the midnight skies with with such aching desolation in her liquid turquoise eyes. 

         He stepped into the bathroom at her call, but instead of disrobing, he reached out for her instead, catching her attention, slowly tugging her back into his embrace. 

               “ You’re mine, just as I am yours, ” he reminded her quietly. “ You’re a part of me - whatever troubles you is not insignificant to me, so please do not tuck yourself away and hide, Lisa. ” His hand cupped her face, fingers gently caressing the edges of her red-rimmed eye. Yet he was aware that this...sharing...was something new to her. He leaned in and gently brushed his lips over her eyelids, one after the other. “ I’ll always be here for you. ”

[whipsandsonnets]

diamondvisored‌:

how was she supposed to explain something she didn’t know how to tame or deal with? she only knew how it felt but nothing more. and his asking her what was wrong only made her feel all the more pathetic and small. which made her weep not as quietly as she had been at first. her hands digging into his captain’s haori as her tears stained the front of his uniform. she was making a mess she knew but she still didn’t want to let him go. what a rollercoaster this was. from feeling so angry she could burst to feeling so utterly miserable. and she knew she was making him worry by not saying anything. but she just couldn’t find the words and just continued crying instead. 

          He was patient. Even though it had been a long day, all that initial exhaustion had been shunted to the back of his mind, practically forgotten as he set his entire focus on tending to his upset lover. 

          Rose did not tell her to stop crying, did not try to distract her with conversation or attempts at humor - he just let her bleed it all out. His hand continued to stroke the back of her head, gently nestling her against him, and after a while, he started to hum. A quiet, soft little melody to soothe her troubled spirit. He brushed a tender kiss over the crown of her inky black hair, a quiet, faithful companion to her unstoppable grief. 

[whipsandsonnets]

viciousvizard‌:

“What if yer not capable of it? All I see is red sometimes. Love and wrath can’t exist side by side. It’s unnatural ‘ta love the world that hates you.”

               “ That’s not true, Hiyori. You’re not incapable. Love is the most selfish and selfless thing in the world. You don’t have to love the whole world - but you have to let yourself be open to loving. Someone. Something. You have such a big heart; sometimes it feels like that’s literally all you’re made of. The act of loving is not a state that comes naturally. We all have to learn, to get to where we are. You’re just only new to it, but you’ll get there too. You’re capable, but you need to learn how. ”

[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

let love in. believe compliments. be vulnerable and soft-hearted. tell people you love that you love them. see beauty in everyday things. live life like you’re in a movie. don’t be afraid to begin again.

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[mjalti]

uh? I want to be openly, vividly & deeply loved? & an iced coffee? why am I being denied my craving

[whipsandsonnets]

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[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

everything will work out. maybe you won’t get what you currently want, but it will work out. there are a million possible futures for you, and they are all promising.

[whipsandsonnets]

coyote5tarrk‌:

if he was still learning about it then maybe he had come and asked the wrong person? 

starrk heaved a deep sigh. ‘ to experience it, huh? well. i guess that might be true. most things need to be experienced in order to be understood. i’m not sure why i asked you but again. i apologise for any inconvenience. there are different types of love however, right? or am i mistaken? ‘

the espada knew that his kind were not meant to be feeling emotions or maybe they felt them too acutely and that was why they ended up the way they did. in the aftermath of it all however. in that brief time of momentary bliss he had shared with lilynette, before the war, before his fight with kyoraku that he’d barely survived from. before he had lost her completely. he knew that he had felt love for her. and he also knew she returned that love. they were bond together. shared one another’s pain. and now she was gone. his other half. his partner. the one who he missed the most. 

another sigh and he gave the captain of the third division a nod. 

‘ you may look like a bird of prey but you don’t have the manners of one. i would like to hear you play. maybe it might help… ‘

          There was a heavy sadness that reverberated in the Arrancar’s soul, like a wound left untreated, a hole that never healed. As an artist attuned to the expressions of all the things around him, Rose could sense that much out of the other quiet, grieving entity at the very least. 

          It seemed like perhaps Rose was wrong, after all. 

          Maybe this Arrancar did not understand love. But that did not mean he had never experienced it, all the same.

               “ You’re right. There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice. A famous American writer called F. Scott Fitzgerald-san once wrote. I apologize; if I’m unable to help you understand more than this. ”

          The blond’s violet gaze gentled slightly, and he nodded in acknowledgement of the other’s weary acquiesce to his offer of music. Rose cradled his guitar like a dear, beloved lover, his actions familiar, comfortable, practiced as he started to softly strum on the strings, deft, callused fingertips pressing the corresponding chords in fluid tandem, effortlessly coaxing the gentle, bittersweet notes out of the instrument. 

          Then, he quietly sang. 

Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven? Would it be the same If I saw you in heaven? I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven

Would you hold my hand If I saw you in heaven? Would you help me stand If I saw you in heaven? I'll find my way through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven

Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please

Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven

Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven? Would it be the same If I saw you in heaven? I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven

[braverebel-blog]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction

[whipsandsonnets]

coyote5tarrk‌:

‘ just call it curiosity and nothing more, i guess. you look like someone who knows what love is about. or maybe i’m mistaken. either way, if you don’t want to talk about it then i won’t bug you anymore. ‘ he wasn’t certain if he had loved his other half. but he did miss her and this immense loneliness was filling the void within him all the more.

maybe that was why people thought he looked tired and unwell. because his insides were so very tired and completely unwell. ‘ no. i’m fine. just not as rested as i would’ve liked. and you look like a bird of prey with that nose of yours. ‘ joining the make remarks about their looks train.

          Rose could only smile at the Arrancar’s comment. 

               “ If only love is something so easy to know, Arrancar-san. I assure you, I’m still learning everyday, myself. To understand love best, is to experience it, I feel. ”

          He did not look very fine, but Rose did not pry. He barely knew this individual beyond that very brief interlude when they had crossed blades in battle. He had assumed that this male had been killed by Kyouraku-Soutaichou, but somehow, he had survived, though not very well, it seemed. But they were no long standing on opposing sides of a war. 

               “ A bird of prey perhaps I may be, but raptors have their own songs to sing, too. ”

          Rose unslung the black, instrument case from his back, his actions made with care so as not to threaten the other’s presence. He lifted his acoustic guitar from the velvet interior, slung the comfortable, seasoned strap over his shoulder, thrummed a few tender notes gently. 

               “ Shall I play you a melody, to ease the weariness in your heart? ”