Sassy Fashionista
@TheAzureDiva
#BleachRP #MVRP #AETHEREUM. Alts, @ThiefsAtonement @FlamboyantChaos @JadedByLoss.
“I never regret anything, that’s just the way I do battle.” Bisexual muse, mv/OC friendly, seeking sls and banter, prefers descriptive writing, likes and rt’s are appreciated.
With a devious smirk, fingers moved slowly from his face to his ears where they began another round of tickling. “You’ll never escape me!” He laughed as Urianger squirmed beneath him.
— and then thou arrived—wrapped in light and laughter, and I have not once longed for what came before.” Then, teasing once more: “Though if tickling be thy method of reigniting devotion, I must brace myself for a life of endless delight… and strategic retreat.”
Nodding, Yumichika stepped forward, looking into the display of chocolates, carefully regarding them. He settled on a bag of peanut butter filled truffles and asked Kisuke to ring them up.
She gave a small, polite nod, but her gaze lingered a heartbeat longer on Kisuke—as if to make sure his smile wasn’t hiding fangs. Something about him put her on edge, but not enough to retreat. Just… enough to be aware. Still, she dipped her head slightly in thanks, her voice…
Silence fell as Kisuke regarded her for a moment. “Well then,” He finally spoke, his tone unnervingly jovial. “Welcome to my shop! I do hope you find something you like!”
She tensed—not out of fear, but instinct. Kisuke’s gaze was sharp, too knowing, as if it cut through her layers with ease. Her fingers curled in the folds of her sleeves, a familiar barrier she clung to in unfamiliar presence. But she didn’t shrink. Not this time. Instead, she…
//Gonna be selective with replies. I only have muse for certain sls atm. Others have been bookmarked and will be answered when I’m ready.
Fandomless OC, Bisexual, MV, OC friendly. Seeking friends, SLs and banter. More info below.
He’s finally taking a break. He’s been busy with paperwork.
“I can’t say I have a favorite!” He said, moving through the aisles.
She stepped in slowly, as though crossing into another world. The air was warm, thick with the scent of caramel and cocoa, soft vanilla and something citrus-sweet. Her eyes widened, drinking in the sight—shelves upon shelves of color and texture, neat rows of truffles and bonbons…
“Careful. Don’t let Aizen hear you!”
“Now that it’s Sunday, just remember it’s not just #SmileSunday and #SeductiveSundayᅠᅠ, but also: #SosukeSucksSunday #SlapSosukeSunday #StupidSosukeSunday #SosukeStinksSunday #SlutSosukeSunday #ShameSosukeSunday #SnubSosukeSunday #SlashSosukeSunday So remember… fuck Aizen!”