⠀⠀ The night itself exhales two words … 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ⠀⠀

— a single monarch of the abyss, watching over an empire that would never truly see him. For tonight, their king did not move.

— The city roared in its silence, its towers humming with the fever of civilization, its arteries lit by the pulse of neon dreams. He watched it all, to him, the noise of the world had become a whisper, the march of mortals a passing tremor beneath his feet —

— Jin-Woo’s gaze drifted through the neon mist, toward the horizon where light and shadow bled into one another, neither pure enough to conquer the other. The wind rose, carrying with it the scent of rain and machinery—an urban incense that whispered of progress and decay alike —

The city slept beneath him like a living organism, pulsing faintly through the arteries of its towers and bridges — each vein humming with the quiet ache of existence. From this height, humanity appeared weightless, insignificant — a flicker in the dark tapestry of an indifferent world —

ken This app could’ve been great… sigh

⠀ ⠀⠀ ᥫ 𝐑etired… &͟&͟ 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑. Knew from the day you bent over in those short skirts… this body was born to be taken from behind. Mine. Always was. Always will be. @haguroonna.bsky.social ⠀

‍ ‍ “ disgusting. i wouldn't be so depraved as to desecrate a grave. least of all , yours. ” but she gets to work ; lisa has always been efficient in that manner. she knows how the game works when her skirt rides up ───── as it always does. ‍ ‍

⠀ ⠀⠀ ᥫ𝐶𝑜𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 … @haguroonna.bsky.social ⠀

Ah, lieutenant mine… What poems you make of me. And here’s one that’s a touch more mutual. In her face, I’m drunker on that than anything in my cup, I’m the fool, caught willingly in the snare of her, that always makes me think I’m both cursed and blessed.

ken I feel ya gang. But aye. Same over here, I atleast got a homegirl or one- two homies that helps and matches most of my muses. @haguroonna.bsky.social Me and you basically just do it for the love of the game. 

ken Interesting duel.

‍ ‍ Lisa’s empress-like detachment, can give off the impression that she does not mourn him, his state. She chooses to rot with him, on her terms ───── so grounded in powerful subtlety. Shunsui watched her, the way a man might watch the moon just before drowning, her body ‍ ‍

Whether 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝐎𝐑 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝒢ℯ𝓃𝒾𝓊𝓈 is only 𝐨𝐧𝐞 percent ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ & 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒚-𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆 percent ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ.—-

It should’ve felt like the bottom of his face detached, fortunately the blow was adjusted enough for his vision to flash white. A manifestation of the hunt incarnate was before him, as the distance between them dwindled with agonizing surety. #𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪.

‍ ‍ yet despite such horrid words , her body is warm. if he represents the quiet surrender to death , then she , who represents the ever marching superficialism of time ... ... will make him succumb to the warmth of her bosom. ‍ ‍

‍ ‍ “ you're useless. you're a dead man. so whatever happens in this room ... will be the business of the dead. “ relinquishing him from responsibility. relinquishing him from accountability. to behave like one who is dead ; she offers him that. ‍ ‍

/ NO I JUST FOUND OUT JUST NOW MAN HAHAHFSJFHSJFH IM TERRIFIED OF SLS

ken You in the SL TOO ??? tryna cheer on the sidelines.

ken Heard that

We 🏀

ken Bleach mini Story soon, heavily based on CFYOW. Even though it’s gonna be like half of my own and @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ‘s muses, maybe a couple friends of ours too.

‍ ‍ Two hands grip the hilt, an iron promise that the blade will not betray him. A promise of control, the purest version of murder a nodachi can offer with Ona’s ghost in his grip. That’s where killing becomes art, a form meant to end lives in a single motion. ‍ ‍

Even diviners long for someone to believe in them.

ken Bro😂😂😂

‍ ‍ by the barest measure, a dismal of it and complied. “ I acknowledge her and, I will uphold this performance. “ ‍ ‍

‍ ‍ The wedding was held as though the world bloomed. Rather than what it feels like to be shackled in gold under the weight of Soul Society’s centuries. Beneath the great pavilions of the Kōraku-teien, where the Four Great Noble Houses once brokered peace beneath painted canopies ›› ‍ ‍

Genius is to be celebrated.

‍ ‍ Words—her words, crept. Down the curvature of his spine. Behind the eyes. Into that sour fruit of a soul still fermenting somewhere in the gut. “ Let you decide it, huh. “ His tongue so sluggish in his mouth, the words fall out rather than spoken. With theatrical surrender disguised ‍ ‍

┌─┄ ⠀⠀ 浦⠀ ⠀Madness is what they call it— ⠀⠀原⠀ ⠀when they can't 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 your logic. ⠀⠀喜⠀ ⠀Let them scoff. ⠀⠀助⠀ I prefer my brilliance a little 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 。#BLEACHRP ┄─┘

I 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝖥𝖤𝖠𝖱 𝗗̵𝗘̵𝗔̵𝗧̵𝗛̵ ———— 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙬͟𝙞͟𝙩͟𝙝͟𝙤͟𝙪͟𝙩͟ 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𓌜 #BLEACHRP 、 #MVRP

Some people were born to burden the weight of the world.

‍ ‍ Beneath You, I Remembered How To Live ⁽༼ @haguroonna.bsky.social ༽⁾ Art Credit - Hv CASSINI. ‍ ‍

ken 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

/ I damn near shed a tear

TexasTex.✪ COOK! 🗣️

/ HE STRIKES AGAIN OH FUCK MY H E ART

Brotha did it again.

/ I’ve said it a lot of times, this man’s wordplay is elite.

ken Feel free to read and critique to your hearts content ! Let me know what you enjoyed about it. Does it exceed the last solo ?

My time to shine.