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The kiss was returned, the pale ravenete pressing himself against as he closed his eyes. The constant strokes soothing. "I'm alright. It's been to long since I've last seen you". He sighed softly. [I've been good. Busy~ you?]
Guilt overwhelmed him at the statement. Itachi had always been someone who got into his work, foregoing the things that truly mattered. When would he learn to stop making the same mistakes. ” I apologize for that Ulquiorra, I’ve been rather busy. Busier than I had anticipated.”
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Later Today I Will Post That Ulquiorra Has Been Moved
outofnihilism;; A New blog to have my Ulquiorra develop even more. I want to give him all of the attention since he was my first muse. He will have his ships (only two for now), and some threads will be dropped (not my new followers, those will be moved over too). So if you want to continue to see my Ulquiorra, here’s your chance to like, which will say you’ll follow. I will not force anyone to follow if they don’t want to.
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please reblog if you're an adaptive roleplayer.
AKA, you start with icons, I’ll probably respond with icons. You make it clear you prefer prose, I’ll make sure I’m up for prose when I reply and I’ll try to keep my word count within range of yours. Just want oneliners? Easy peasy.
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• Nominees for ruining my life [5/??]:
↳ Candidate #5: Ulquiorra Cifer
"Hearts, you say? You Humans are always so quick to speak of such things. As though you carry your hearts in the very palms of your hands. But this eye of mine perceives all. There is nothing that it overlooks. If this eye cannot see a thing, then it does not exist. That is the assumption under which I have always fought. What is this "heart"? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?"
nihilism-is-my-death-blog reblogged
Later Today I Will Post That Ulquiorra Has Been Moved
outofnihilism;; A New blog to have my Ulquiorra develop even more. I want to give him all of the attention since he was my first muse. He will have his ships (only two for now), and some threads will be dropped (not my new followers, those will be moved over too). So if you want to continue to see my Ulquiorra, here’s your chance to like, which will say you’ll follow. I will not force anyone to follow if they don’t want to.
Later Today I Will Post That Ulquiorra Has Been Moved
outofnihilism;; A New blog to have my Ulquiorra develop even more. I want to give him all of the attention since he was my first muse. He will have his ships (only two for now), and some threads will be dropped (not my new followers, those will be moved over too). So if you want to continue to see my Ulquiorra, here's your chance to like, which will say you'll follow. I will not force anyone to follow if they don't want to.
The Espada had caught a small flash of emerald green, sort of like the same color as his own hues. Though the green he had spotted had shaped itself into long, curled hair. He immediately who it was exactly. The ex Tres herself; Nelliel Tu Oderschvank. Acting as if he didn't notice her right away, he stared straight ahead, eyes landing in exactly nothing but empty space. He wondered aimlessly what the greenete wanted exactly, such a Arrancar didn't want his company.
It had appeared that the ravenete had passed out unconsciously on his sofa, the entire room engulfed in darkness. Ulquiorra sighed gently, a small yawn slipping past his lips as he was about to move his entire body into a sitting position. Something had prevented that though. His eyes glanced down to see another manly figure, the body limp. His eyes soften as he placed a gentle hand upon the foxes head, stroking the other's hair and fuzzy ears. "Sibren. Wake up".
Crossing Paths
---Another day, another mission, another victim to get rid of. A problem that had been a thorn in Lord Aizen's side for quite some time now. Dawn had arose across the horizon, colors of a warm yellow and a friendly orange. Such intriguing colors that the Cuarto had never laid eyes upon, his eyes lingered for a moment around the scenery and all he had seen were rows and rows of nothing but wildlife and trees. The vermin was nowhere to been seen. Silently the Espada crouched, gently watching his footing that was planted firmly on a branch. A hand grasped firmly upon one of branches, eyes observant until he faintly heard a 'crunch' on the ground below.
Halloween is coming up soon. Send me an ask with what you think my muse should dress up as.
metrallxta
There might have been a bit of fear in the man if he still hung tightly onto his morality, but that was not the case. He viewed death as something to be embraced and not feared thus left him calm and collected at this time. He had watched the hollow destroy the other one without putting up much of a fight. Surely the other knew of his fate way before it was given to him in such a blow. Metra didn’t have time to ponder on the scene when in the moments afterward he had been spotted. He hadn’t been paying too much attention in trying to hide for that was something he was hitting himself for. “Don’t stop on my account.” He responded removing himself from the shadows. “I’m sure there is another creature you can decimate easily.”
---As the male figure revealed himself to the bloodied Cuarto, the other curled his clawed hand as he examined the darkened liquid silently. The substance had gotten sticky, sinking into the blackened fur. His gaze landed back in the corpse below him, a giant hole in the middle of its chest. The recognizable signature move he had used countless times upon his victims. Limbs had been deposed of as well, even the head was missing. Throwing the trash to the other's would suffice. "Perhaps there is. I wouldn't doubt it, there are many more like this one right here," kicking the lifeless, drained body. "And if so; they wouldn't be missed". His gaze turned towards the other, eyes staring at him in question. Asking: Did he needed anything?
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