undead.

looking  for  new  roleplay  partners  at  the  moment,  not  exclusive  currently  but   some  muses  are  single  -  ship.   all  muses  are  usually   headcannon  -  based  and  make  me  a  sparse  role  -  player  but  passionate  about   my  muses  open  to  anyone.

this  is  a  multi  -  muse  blog   with  SENNA / IZURU  KIRA / ORIHIME INOUE ,  ELLEON  KUBEL ,  THANCRED WATERS ,  etc.  as   the  muses  along   with  a  FEW  fanons  ( a BLEACH fanon ,  a FFXIV WOL,  & more. )

Compliments were still something she was getting use to, especially from him. She can’t help the blush the continues to grow on her cheeks as she looks away from him for a moment, unable to come up with a remark. Divine was sort of pushing it, wasn’t it? Well, he’ll think what he wants, he always did.

“Oh, you mean the place where she and Gaia wound up getting those coffee biscuits from?” Azee blinks, it sounded like a good idea, and frankly, sweets sounded really good at that point. Quietly she moves closer, slipping her hand into his without really acknowledging it much. She still pretended not to notice when she threaded her fingers between his.

“Lead the way. You know where this little hideaway is, yeah? I still get lost ‘round here.”

            thancred nodded,   in truth it was the only place he could think of around this oasis as even then it would not give them some discrete anonymity for a dinner date especially in a place like in eulmore.     At least in the Crystarium the Warrior of Darkness may receive more hospitality and respect of privacy of person here than in eulmore other than his own disdain for the place itself.    

i have always felt guilty about my  fickleness about my rp inactivity

The Dragoon reacts predictability, feeling her face flush further and looking away, pulling her hand away in embarrassment. Sure, it was still a little new to her, but it was so open, and she swears she can feel the gaze of a certain pair of girls nearby, giggling.

“Well, um…lunch first, maybe?” She speaks, quietly before reaching and taking his hand again, squeezing it and holding it tightly. It seems like she was wanting to say something, but refrained, at least being so out and open in public. “You….you look good, Thanny…”

in reflex a weak smile to hide any amusement,  perhaps it was to soon for any personal affection out in the open that thancred would mind himself later on in their outing.    clearing his throat, always humble enough to ignore the background, but to receive a compliment could not repress any idle joy that thrived within his heart.     almost like a certain calm after agitating the situation with his antics,     “ thank you dear,    you look divine as always. ”

hoodies, lots of hoodies, all different colors but they mostly turn out to be ones with zippers/strings  so he can be a little shit while renji is talking and pull it close.

wears plaid shirts, long or short, with a white shirt underneath

dark jeans probably because he enjoys suffering

things that scream “i am comfortable to wear”