i'll tear you apart.

i’m officially archiving this blog && moving on to another! it will be under the same name && i will be back! i want to start anew there && work at my own pace. hopefully, i will roleplay more with all of you. i will be posting the new url/link soon once it is all set up.

he brings his eyes up to ichigo’s face, pausing in burying into his boyfriend’s body. that tone of reverence quirks up his lips. it was weird how used to it he had gotten ( ichigo practically treated him like holy being or something ) throughout their years. brushing up against his jaw, ogihci tightened his hold on him, fingertips pressing almost harshly into ichigo’s skin. laying down on the bed made it that much easier. 

they were past that point in their relationship. past the insistence of finding another person. past the awkwardness in one-sided love. past the worry that it would all fall apart.

❝ i know you will,❞ he responded, raising up further to whisper in ichigo’s ear, ❝ && i’ll always be here. i’m not keen on letting you disappear from my life.❞ he slumped back down, face to face with his boyfriend ( what a nice term to get used to ). he kissed him.

instead, they were here. 

no matter how distant they may be in terms of feelings && needs && being, ogihci didn’t want to leave. didn’t want to give up the person that made it all better.

⭑ are you named after anyone ?

No. But I could say I was named after all the dangerous particles that are expelled after a volcano explosion or in a big fire :) watch out

⭑ when was the last time you cried ?

???? uh when I last watched the live action Aladdin which was sometimes in July. I GET EMOTIONAL DURING MOVIES OKAY I’M A SAP

⭑ do you have kids ?

my daughter is also Berry uvu

⭑ do you use sarcasm a lot ?

my entire existence was built off sarcasm. I am the living embodiment of sarcasm. MY NAME IS SARCASM.

⭑ what’s the first thing you notice about people ?

clothing def.

⭑ what’s your eye color ?

black like the darkest depth of my soul :> esp after writing some angst

⭑ scary movie or happy ending ?

happy endings definitelyyyyy. despite popular belief >.>

⭑ any special talents ?

no i’m basically talentless lmaoo 

⭑ where were you born ?

the worst part of The South(tm)

⭑ what are your hobbies ?

Writing, crafts (origami, clay, ect.), games ... i would say reading but I rarely do that anymore jkafdsj

⭑ do you have any pets ?

MY DOG. MY SWEET BABY DOG. WHO IS THREATENED BY EVERTYHING CAUSE SHE IS SMOL AND WILL BITE. BUT I LOVE HER

⭑ what tattoos / piercings / body mods do you have ?

none :>

⭑ how tall are you ?

hehehehehe 5′8″ and proud >>>>:D

⭑ dream job ?

surgeon babyyyy leT ME HELP PEOPLE THIS WAY IT’S SO COOL !!! AND INTERESTING!!

⭑ favorite subject at school?

Chemistry and Calculus ... the two Cs. the best Cs. litearlly I would die for both of those subjects. pls need more

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Rukia didn’t know what else to say or do to the perpetrator in order to protect herself, she knew it was coming – yet her entire body had frozen in fear; her eyes wide, mouth agape as she awaited for it to happen. The suspense of the entire situation was agonising; if only someone were able to help… it was as if her prayers had been answered. The young woman’s head immediately darted upwards and looked in the direction of the sound of bones clattering ( as if anyone really knew what that sounded like, she could only take a guess ) it was juxtaposed, but it seemed her knight in shining armour had came suit to rescue her. Not that she ever played the part of damsel in distress. She pitied those who did. 

“Eh?“ she almost steps in to defend herself – as if she were doing a fantastic job of doing so – but takes a step backwards and allows the stranger to finish off his heroic act. Truly, she were thankful to him… but the sheer fact Rukia needed to depend on someone else for her own personal safety made her itch.  As the two remaining men sprinted for their lives, whilst the previous two were lying unconscious on the floor, Rukia looked over to the man and nodded her head, just as she were about to bid him farewell and thank him for saving her… he greets her with her name.

It throws her completely of guard, she stands before his bowing persona and furrows her brows. “I… thank you for that but… how do you know my name?” If she weren’t totally perplexed by the situation, Rukia would have joined the other two men and ran away. Rukia looked him up and down, he didn’t look familiar, but with the dark setting it was almost impossible to tell the difference from faces she recognised and those she didn’t. It broke her out into a cold sweat… what on earth was going to happen now?

mouth quirking upward in the confusion of her tone, he raised himself up again. the moonlight wasn’t quite enough to illuminate his face at such a distance, so he just began introducing himself ( it was too much to head to the nearest light source ).  

❝ there’s not a lot of people who don’t know your name. or at least know of you, ❞ he added. the kuchiki name wasn’t exactly a name hidden in shadows or anything. && neither was his name. it didn’t help much when either family headed out into the public, yet today was his lucky day. 

❝ i’m ogihci shirosaki, nice to meet you. or perhaps not so nice usually, but i’m feeling generous today, aren’t you happy? ❞ he tilted his head at the other figure, unable to see her features as well. he only caught enough to tell who she was ( or maybe it was the famous shortness ). ❝ oh, but you would know me as the godfather of one of the most prominent groups! so are you going to take that escort request or not? ❞

a hand gently ran through bloodstained orange hair. it trembled ever so slightly as it did so, accompanied by choked sobs. it was rare to see the overlord crying, so rare that many deemed it impossible. yet when he held his lover's body, wounds covered by the jacket he always wore ( ignoring the bloodstains ), close to him, he couldn't help it. ogihci stroked ichigo's cheek one last time, closing his eyes as he said his goodbyes to the person who made up his world. 

 the memory was as clear as day even if it happened awhile ago. if ogihci focused long enough, he could still recall the weight of ichigo’s body in his arms && the weight of dirt on the shovel for the grave. he couldn't afford to dwell. the cacao kingdom was almost his && only the queen stood in his way. 

[ ☩ ] “This is NOT about you.”

    Why did no one seem to care about the danger Ichigo went through for their sake? The fact that the Soul Society didn’t treat the boy like a hollow and have him killed was a relief on it’s own, but if Zangetsu wasn’t reigned in, well…

    Ossan fought the urge to hit the hollow, that seemed to be the only way to get through him, with violence. But there was truth in the others words, to keep a beast chained was dangerous, near foolhardy. Especially when that beast had power like his. But he couldn’t give a damn.

 [ ☩ ] “Do you want his allies to deem Ichigo obsolete? He is strong, but he can’t defeat the whole Gotei 13!”

    He came dangerously close to lose his whittling temper, and striking the other. But only moved in front of Zangetsu, towering over the other with blue orbs staring him down.

[ ☩ ] “You’re acting selfish and immature. You are not just a hollow, but a part of Ichigo. You should be looking for his benefit!”

@ivory-insanity

initially, ogihci wasn’t about to grace ossan a reply to the scolding, not seeing any particular reason to. all of this stuff was nothing more than reminders of things he was well aware of ( && choosing to not worry about ). in this particular situation, nothing was getting harmed. soul society didn’t care for a few hollows being taken care of here && there if it didn’t affect them. but this was only initially.

❝ tch, you’re spouting nothing but bullshit && you know it, ❞ ogihci snapped, glaring at ossan with nothing short of malice. if he kept talking, he would end up fighting him, that was for sure. ❝ being a part of ichigo does not make me anything else. i am just a hollow && my existence here doesn’t change that fact. ❞ 

@ivory-insanity

ivory-insanity said:‘ no motive other than pleasure, my dear. 

[ ☩ ] “Of course…. Just look at yourself.”

    Annoyance played on normally stoic features, as he watched the other return to their world. He reeked of blood, that same red paint staining his white shihakushou like a sore thumb. no doubt killed then consumed a hollow, despite asked not to. Didn’t Zangetsu realize he was risking Ichigo’s chance at a regular life with this behavior? If Soul Society found out then….

[ ☩ ] “Lose the nonchalant attitude. You need to behave yourself, or you’ll force me to keep you limited in your abilities again.”

A bluff, for the most part.

@ivory-insanity

the old man’s tone made ogihci growl in impatience, taking a seat on the building ( not minding the bloodstains one bit ) && was planning on ignoring him until his threat to suppress him again. if anything, the other spirit had no right to talk to him about nonchalant attitudes with his own lack of expressions for his emotions.

❝ oh, can it, old man. since when was i under the obligation of ‘behaving’ according to your rules? keeping a hollow locked under here with absolutely nothing to do is your own mistake. ❞ besides that, he had to eat something new once in awhile. he was sick && tired of being constantly surrounded by ichigo’s reishi ( as strong as it was ).

the burning heat from ichigo’s head pressed against him created the urge to scoot closer. ogihci accepted the assurance he received from him ( ichigo knew his own body better than him ) && relaxed on the couch they were lying on. with the added sickness to the ‘hanahaki’ disease people said he had, the amount of things they could do lessened drastically, which was already not much. the inactivity gnawed at ogihci sometimes, however, he had learned to ignore it. 

Grimmjow found himself hunting down Ogihci, not sure why at first but he began to see the reason as he got closer. The other was no ordinary Arrancar. He knew that, could feel that. It left him wondering why? Why not move up the ranks and take a place amongst the Espada? He wanted answers and the only way to get them was finding Ogihci and asking him in person, then he would ask another question and hope for a fight over it.

A wicked grin split his face the rest of the way.

Once reaching him, he halted. His head tilted at the question as he grinned wider. “Nah, but I do have some questions for you.”

catching the other’s wide grin, ogihci couldn’t help a scoff ( not particularly in disgust ), finally getting up && stretching out his underused limbs. knowing the sexta, he’d have to be prepared for anything, be it a fight or a long conversation. suspicions were rising up. he couldn’t tell whether this was something concerning or not && it irked him.