The Bowery Presents
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
roma★
Cosimo Galluzzi
The Bright Sessions
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bliss lane
Phantogram Three
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Product Placement
NASA
tumblr dot com
Fieri Frames
Origami Around
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@yarinochihiro
Awkward promo time! Please like/reblog if you’d like to roleplay with a Bleach OC! The star of the show is Shiori Hiromi, Fourth Seat of the Thirteenth Division, bastard daughter of a great noble house and local team mum/bleeding heart who has been a Shinigami for way too long tbh.
I love it when I hear you breathing I hope to God you’re never leaving
she is sea foam and anger wrapped in a skin made of diamond, her rage knows no tide it does not ebb.
thetis // l.s (via poemsforpersephone)
patreon sketch B) xoxo
“you’re just overreacting.” i say to my own shadow. “you are fine.” i whisper against the pulse of my wrist. “everything is alright.” i lie outside my body.is it? am i?
efb | how can you tell? (via aesterismos)
☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm .
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse...
Green eyes widened momentarily, before she glanced at the much taller man with a questioning glance. if she had been a little younger, when she was a little more naive to the way the world and people worked she would have insisted that it was fine. Out of both stubbornness and a belief that those who assisted her were only looking for a favour.
She didn’t even want to think about
A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she slid the jumper on, and Chihiro couldn’t help but feel a little bit ridiculous. With their height different, such a thing really should have been appreciated.
“My apologies, I appreciate the gesture. There’s just so much…space.”
You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.
The Song of Achilles, Madeline Miller (via dantesari)
What doesn’t kill me should run, because now I’m fucking pissed
(via meaty-bicycle)
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---
alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .
ログ by マユキ Lancer - Fate/Stay Night
Rei nodded. “Pretty much.” she said. “I really didn’t have anyone that was protective of me when I was living in the 55th District before I went to the Academy. I have to agree. When Kodai finally taught me my Bankai, I knew I had gained his complete trust.”
She then looked reminiscent.
“When I first asked him to teach me my Bankai, he just scoffed and told me that I wasn’t strong enough.”
“Eh, you were on your own? I always thought people sort of...found little family units who looked out for them.” How else did they survive? Especially with actual spiritual pressure that made them hungry and, wow, that must have been tough. Chihiro just discovered a new found respect for her captain. “You sound like you’re close, I mean more than just Shinigami and sword. That’s cool.”
She arched an eyebrow, curious as to how one would even approach their spirit for that.
“How long did it take? To learn Bankai, I mean. I always get told it takes ages but that’s not a specific measure of time.”
@yarinochihiro
What a shame, really.
The cabinet was open, once again. The shelves, normally protected by the glass doors which were now ajar, were filled with objects of Sasakibe’s interests. Golden eyes twinkled at the sight of what he beheld, and gently, he reached for a copy of a rather aged book, one which had come back with him from London, his first trip to the Human City instantly capturing the man’s heart.
He could have been considered a bit of an oddity when it came to his hobbies; perhaps tea was a common thing within the Seireitei, and fencing could have been called a normal activity when not working on furthering his own skills. But when it came to his {dare he say it?} obsession with British culture, too many often turned up their noses. But how?! The architecture, the cuisine, even the media! There was just so much to behold, and something for everyone!
A Midsummer’s Night Dream. It was the text that he held within his hand, a fond and nostalgic expression crossing his features. How he remembered the day he purchased it; during an assignment in the Human World, he had found himself in England {of all places}, and it was then that he knew love. Perhaps not love, in the usual sense of the word, but love for a place. A wondrous place.
A knocking at the door alerted him of another’s presence and, text still firmly in his hand, the fukutaichou of the First absently strode to the door, sliding it open with ease.
“My apologies,” he mused with a bow of his head. “You’ve caught me at an inopportune time. But do come in, tea is almost ready!”
Going to the First Division had never been anything lessthan daunting to Chihiro, a Ninth Seat there was probably miles apart from her,in the same way the Captain-Commander was the best and it made her heart beat just that little faster becauseit all just seemed big. Big and impressive.
So when she’d realized that she would be sorting out reportsto hand to the fukutaichou of all people, she’d made sure everything waspristine and perfect, or rather more pristine than usual at least. It wasactually quite hard to drastically improve in only a few hours of handlingwork, surprisingly.
Inhaling deeply in an attempt to calm her nerves, sheknocked on the door, waiting patiently. When the door opened Chihiro bracedherself for a quick ‘take the papers and go’ sort of thing, she could onlyimagine that a fukutaichou was forever busy. Wait—he had the time for reading?For pleasure?
Totally not what she had expected at all.
“I—“ Green eyes widened slightly at the offer, clutching thepapers closer to her body. Who was she to say no after interrupting his…his teathing? She took a step inside before bowing. It could have been a worse thingthan tea, she supposed—it wasn’t like this was the Twelfth Division oranything. The dark haired Shinigami would think twice before taking so much asa step there of all places.
“Pardon me for interrupting you, sir.” She began hesitantly,glancing around the room. “If I’d known you were busy I’d have come at adifferent, slightly more convenient time.”
@sugaryshinigami||x
“Doesn’t sound like it.”
The Ninth Seat had no reason to feel anything for the other Shninigami, but she was well aware of the fact that no one worked well while ill. And she would be damned if these reports weren’t up to standard because of something as easy to fix as an illness. Surely some time spent in the Fourth Division wasn’t so bad? From what she remembered from her time as an unseated officer there, it was actually all rather pleasant provided you weren’t near anoyone from Eleventh.
“Would you like a glass of water or some tea before we continue?”
ＹＯＵ ✘ have not S E E N M E when i am ☢ ＯＵＴ F O R 【 Ｂ Ｌ Ｏ Ｏ Ｄ 】
By Asa.
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you cried wolf, so i came running. QUESTION: am i the wolf or the savior? is my smile too sharp or just my teeth? ANSWER: come a little closer.
efb | questions & answers, #2 (via aesterismos)
