God of Death

Indie Arima Kishou RP blog Warning: This blog will contain lots of content warnings including abuse, torture, nsfw, blood, gore, and dubcon. My muse is sadistic in nature and does not play nice. Do not expect him to, or you will be disappointed.

[justarimakishou]

[xwhitereaper-blog]

I knew it I fuckin knew it, Arima Kishou was the One Eyed King all along.

[sinneki]

/sweats internally

[sinneki]

i haven’t touched my tablet in a week

[righteousdelusions]

“Arima only sees Kaneki as a tool!”. 

“Arima doesn’t has feelings!”.

“Arima probably hates Kaneki!”

Me after this whole arc:

[senju-swag]

i wonder if im allowed ever to see

i wonder if im allowed to ever be free 

arima’s gonna die soon i feel it,,,,

[kishouber]

Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world.

[fineassforito-archive]

[rpmemes-galore]

Peter Pan {Sentence Starters}

“Oh, we had such a wonderful time!”

“You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!”

“I hereby banish you forever.”

“Oh, a little persuasion might be in order.”

“Thank you, my dear, you’ve been most helpful.”

“Girls talk too much!”

“And just what do you think you are doing, ______?”

“You mean this is only a game?”

“This won’t do. What’s the matter with you?”

“A jealous female can be tricked into anything.”

“This time you’ve gone too far!”

“All this has happened before, and it will all happen again.”

“It’s just that I never thought about it before.”

“I have the strangest feeling that I’ve seen that _____ before.”

“Put her back, you blithering idiot!”

“You could show us the way? Why, I never thought of that.”

“Now, think of the happiest things.”

“I’ll get you for this, _____, if it’s the last thing I do!”

“Safe? Of course they’ll be safe. Why not?”

“But what’s this? Tears? Then it is true.”

“I came to listen to your stories.”

“This ain’t no place for a respectable pirate.”

“Goodness gracious, whatever shall we do?”

[ohmikasaa]

Arima Kishou - chapter 73

[lacuna-matata]

Arima 

Art by jujuwanko ※ Permission to upload this work was granted by the artist. Do NOT repost/remove credit. Please like on Twitter!

[xblackreaper-blog]

Memories had done little for him. Remembering where he had been did not change where he was. Did not change who he was or who he loved; loved too much, too many. It was a dangerous pitfall, and one that he’d completely sunk into.

“We have to go after the people around her. Eradicate every bit of Aogiri that we can possibly come into contact with.”

He wasn’t ready to let slip the fact that he knew her human identity; he wanted her to suffer first. Feel her organization and the ones she had built a twisted family out of getting torn away. Surely, she didn’t feel real things like loss– it would only be the crushing of toys to her.

Haise found that– yes, his eyes were quite tired. That had been happening more than ever lately, what a damned nuisance.

He leaned against the counter and rubbed the bridge of his nose as Arima poured their coffee. He was hit with the sudden urge to curl up with him; to lay against his chest like a cat. Curl up and forget again.

Sometimes, he thought about begging Arima to scramble his brains with Ixa again. As though that might be enough for him to stop the ache in his chest.

“– But maybe I should think about something else for a while. Staring at something like that for too long can make everything blur together.”

[xwhitereaper-blog]

Arima sipped at the dark coffee, allowing the heat to warm his lips as he listened to Haise discuss his plan. It was a good plan, and one that was pretty common when things got down to the wire. The usual methods weren’t working, so it was time to take drastic measures.

He set his mug down on the counter next to Haise’s and stepped forward. Shoulders slumped slightly as he nearly felt the soul crushing pain Haise was in. He hadn’t felt pain like this in some time, despite the constant pain he was always in. He hadn’t truly mourned a loss in years, hadn’t been able to. 

He feared his own impending doom- it was fast approaching and there wasn’t anything he could do to stop it. He couldn’t bear the thought of leaving Haise behind like this- didn’t want to think of what it would do to him.

His arms wrapped around Haise and pulled him into his chest. He hated seeing him like this and never knew what to do to make anything better. He wasn’t good at comforting, wasn’t good at human interaction at all. He just knew he wanted to be close to Haise, to hold him, protect him, while there was still time left.

He buried his head into the crook between his neck and shoulder, pressing soft kisses along skin as Sasaki’s overshirt drooped off his shoulder in such a way that Arima could never look away from.

He felt like he should say something but couldn’t come up with anything. What did normal people say in situations like this?”

“Haise. I love you.”

It was all he could think about.

[xblackreaper-blog]

When it was a gentle request like that, he couldn’t help but pry himself away. It was an obsession, dark, drawing him down further and further– but everything had ever since the day Shirazu had died.

He had lost sight of just what he meant in Arima’s eyes. Had completely withdrawn in ways that he’d never expected or planned.

He could give him this much, couldn’t he?

Kaneki– no, Sasaki–

Lifted himself from his chair and turned to press himself against the taller man’s body, arms going up to hook behind his neck. He stood on his toes to press a kiss to his jawline.

“Coffee sounds good. I must have really been zoned out. i didn’t even smell it.” He said softly, pausing like that for a moment to bask in familiar comfort before falling back onto his bare feet flatly and turning to pad into the kitchen.

[xwhitereaper-blog]

A soft noise was pulled from his chest as Haise pressed against him. Arms instinctively moved up in slightly surprise, but softened and wrapped around the small figure as arms wrapped around his neck. He smiled softly as a kiss was placed on his jaw. It was always pleasant in these moments where they could both forget about the outside world- about their harsh realities.

“You seemed incredibly focused. I didn’t want to disturb you, but you’ve been at it for hours. You’ll hurt your eyes and exhaust yourself if you don’t at least take a break.”

He let go of Haise as he turned around, following his young lover to his- to their kitchen. 

Sometimes he forgot that Haise lived with him now. But the small reminders were there, even when Haise was out on business late at night. The soft imprint on the second pillow, the second case for a pair of glasses, a new favorite mug. It felt less like an empty prison cell and more like.. home now that he had moved in.

He grabbed their mugs out from the cabinet and poured them each a cup- black, always. 

“Have you made any progress? Sometimes talking about a case helped me piece things together, even if there was no one listening.”

[xwhitereaper-blog]

@xblackreaper

Slippers tapped against the hardwood floor as he crossed the room from the door to the office desk where Haise was sitting. A hand rested on the back of the chair as he hovered over the younger male, eyes glancing over the papers. There were dozens of mission files, photographs and event logs among them. He had known of his obsession with finding the woman and did not pry him away from it too much. It was... good that he had something to focus on in all of this.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t wish he came out of that office a little more frequently. But... he was no better. Before Haise had come into his life, work was all he knew, all he did. There was no reason to have friends or relationships at all, but somehow Haise had forced himself into his heart.

“You should take a break. I made coffee.” Pale lips kissed the top of Haise’s now all black hair, inhaling his scent softly. 

[xwhitereaper-blog]

[ in case anyone was curious, I have a few other rp blogs that I’m active on. My activity is sporadic on most of them because I hop around but I’ll list them from most to least active. Dante from DMC Prompto from FFXV Gladiolus from FFXV Abel from Starfighter

There are others but those are the ones I’ve been on the most lately. ]

[xwhitereaper-blog]

"My Dick isn't hard. But my Kagune is." *wink* { I JUST. hello im adrian and im mature this is yasuo.}

“Well, aren’t you just the charmer.”

[floppyamon]

There was nothing but a flash of yellow close to his ankle. He remained motionless for an instant. He did not cry out. He fell as gently as a tree falls. There was not even any sound, because of the sand flowers.

                                            end: arima kishou