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((Look who’s back on her bullshit folks. My name’s Kogi, I moved my Hinamori blog from @hajiike over here. Please like/rb if you’d like to rp w/ Momo Hinamori from BLEACH.))
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I wish I had all the energy I need to dedicate to social media, schoolwork, writing, drawing, and talking to my friends, but nooo I have to pick & choose if I wanna get anything done
((avoids responsibility in favor of an inbox call))
Where the fuck was her daily dose of attention??????
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((I want to write smth But What?? Like for a starter, I’m dropping my drafts))
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{ nicetryshyguy }
The healer blinked at the small woman, in a daze, “Oh, Um, th-thank you, I appreciate it, Hinamori-chan,” he managed to answer past his moment of inattentiveness, “I could d-definitely use one,” he agreed, inhaling the warmth of the drink as he carefully accepted it and inhaled deeply.
She hummed amiably, like she could tell Hanatarou you’re welcome thru it.
Plainly put, she was tired. Too tired to sleep. That man’s ghost returned in the dark, a figure in the corner with shiny eyes and sword drawn and dripping with blood. Her understanding those phantoms were hallucinations brought about by sleep deprivation didn’t cure the fear they inspired whatever hour day or night it was.
“How’s your shift going?” Checking up on Hanatarou made her feel a little more productive. It was selfish to make someone so selfless into a distraction, but she figured so long as she cared about him like he and yonbantai once took care of her, then the result was more important than her motivations.
@hanabiira from 🍑
“You know what the best thing about spring is?” she said. “I can resume eating saffron-flavored ice cream without freezing my ass off.”
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{ izuru-ru }
He could only find it sweet, that she still skirted around the issue of his horror as if they didn’t share a bed.
“Hurts.” It was ache upon ache; phantom pain from his missing limb, pain from stitching into his pale skin and the creak of the mechanism. “But if you’re asking if I can still feel everything…yeah. It’s just different.” Still he wanted to be the same as they were before. Even after all their terror, still their love had seemed the least bit innocent before this awful war that cost them so much…
So he squeezed her fingers with that awful hand.
“…you don’t have to be so shy about asking, you know.”
Izuru was much more open than herself. From time to time, she blurted out confessions about herself and her relationship with Sousuke Aizen, questions were still hard. Embarrassing.
It was refreshing still. More than a year into their relationship and the differences between Izuru and Sousuke were still as powerful as black and white side-by-side. She wondered how long it would take for his kindness to stop feeling so foreign.
She kissed his knuckles. “Okay,” she replied. “... what does it feel like?” He was a writer, she figured he could somehow articulate the feeling.
@izuru-ru from 🍑
Her thumb pet his hand, the dark and rubbery one, and stared at the silhouette of his profile against the darkened backdrop of their room. “Izuru?” she whispered. “... what does it feel like? Y-your arm?” She knew the hole in his chest hurt, she couldn’t help but wonder the same of his arm.
((I want to write smth But What?? Like for a starter, I’m dropping my drafts))
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((Hhh sorry abt my absence. RL’s been a Binch between finals, projects, & my partners. I should be done sometime around Wednesday w/ this semester so hopefully I can start rping again soon
That said, rp has become rlly overwhelming for me so I’m gonna have to start applying some changes to this blog I’ve been meaning to for awhile.))
((Why does Momo pine at Inopportune times))
((Y’all I Rlly need some badship to kickstart The Peach’s motivation))
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Big Art Deco vibe for this Modern Antenna abstract peacock feathers kimono
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Very nice and balanced styling by tokyo135_harajk!