#iaiadixdeus

[oschvank]

∗ 14﹕ sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap .

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∗ 14﹕ sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap .

After years of knowing the soul reaper, Nelliel thinks very little of Hayden’s actions. She knows he tends to get physically, mentally, and emotionally tired. Her little soul reaper friend who's given far more than he’s received. So when he becomes quiet and somber, she knows not to ask questions and just let him be. She’ll ask about it another day, when his steps are a tad lighter and his sighs, less pronounced. 

In the meantime, she lets his head rest on her lap. It’s heavy, but not uncomfortable, and as he lay there, eyes closed, muscles relaxed like all the worries of the world have washed away, white-gloved fingers tentatively run through dark locks. She runs her fingers across his scalp, pushing loose strands away from his face, and soothes the wrinkles on his forehead. Her little soul reaper friend, who lets the world walk all over him. “One day, you’ll be okay.”

[fxtalwinter]

@iaiadixdeus muses: ❝ i just wasn’t built for sitting idle. ❞  

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH STARTERS

                        Quite the opposite of thrilling, but some moments require forbearance. Patience can go thin, if prolonged in the queue. “ Frustration is futile.” The cryokinesis general lectured. She knew she wasn’t one to boast of virtue. It would be a denial to ridicule off, had she protest about not having such flaws. “Fretting about your patience going weary will utilize your energy. Wouldn’t want your own strength to be little once you counter your challenge now.. would you?” She knew she wasn’t wrong here. There were quite excessive carelessness to conquer their ego in one only to be the one defeated in the battlefield. It’s essential to be prideful, but extreme was a risk afterall. “ But, I am merely stating. I’m sure you are aware of your own limits. ” Although, it would be quite amusing to see one underestimate their control and suffer the consequences.

[fortunescaling]

@iaiadixdeus​ continued from here

He observed with alerted senses every of the stranger man moves as he approached his fallen comrade, with no fret or so much flinching. He must be strong or particularly bold. He wore no rank insignia, yet he spoke and held himself with measure befit a leader. Jugram would dare say, a sense of camaraderie unusual for a Shinigami. The man quickly cut him short in his assumptions, Jugram's brows furrowing at the term he chose to address him. 

 ‘I did no such thing.’ He corrected, unsurprised by his interpretation. Acts of barbarism would not be foreign to Shinigami, now would they? 

‘I gave him a chance to run, for I hold no interest in fighting a man who has no will to. That would not be a fight, but plain murder. Your comrade refused. Instead he fought with everything he had and died the most honorable death for a soldier.’ Granted the lower ranking soldier had not stood much of a chance, and his futile as his endeavors may have been, he held himself with commendable will. Perhaps more than he saw in higher ranking officers, once depleted of their bankai. 

‘Let me relieve you of any doubt you may have about our motivation here: we are not here to seek revenge for the crimes your people have committed against mine, while that would be very tempting, our purpose stands much higher than mere revenge or war. The fact you mentioned this soldier shall die forgotten and unsung, in spite of his will and bravery, I think, says something of the very weak and unsustainable foundations Soul Society rests upon.’ His eyes narrowed, starring straight into the man’s. 

‘You seem fairly grounded, so I’m curious what a man like yourself finds worth dying for, in a world builds on blood, injustice and corruption? And when the facts speaks again on your odds of victory and capability as an army. You couldn't even contain a rebellion from your own ranks and had to rely on the likes of a deserter and a child to save you.’ How pitiful.

[hopefromadoomedtimeline]

"Some days I wish I could've been born witter, or perhaps with more charm. But I was not. Some people are merely just born with the ability to fight, against all odds. And because of that, I feel, it is my duty to fight for those who cannot. I only wish, that I could better this world in more ways than one." //Ahhhhhhh we never plotted but here have this

There’s a couple minutes of silence that follows the statement, despite the fact the two had barely known each other, the words resonate heavily with him. Options were extremely limited in what they could do to help, often times that limit would result in more casualties than anyone would want. It was something that irritated him to no end, as occasionally even his main source of what allowed him to protect others was not enough. Many had died when he was helpless to do anything but watch or find the aftermath of destruction.

“...I understand what you mean, perhaps more than you may think. I’ve wanted nothing but the Earth and its people to flourish, and yet it seems no matter how much I fight, some new problem seems to arise.” A sigh, there were times the weight of the world had seemed to come crashing down on him, though he would always try to persevere, no matter how much his enemies had attempted to get him to falter.

“But we can’t give up doing what we do, no matter what. If we don’t stand up for others, there’ll be even more suffering by those of the cruel. For their sake, we must do what we can.”

[the-shadows-angel-archived]

⛅️

Relationship Wishlist [Always Accepting]

⛅️  friends of circumstance

Yes, 100%. Especially given what happened with Hayden and such, I could totally see this happening. Plus, Morg needs more friends :<

[blessercoeur]

‘ some days you breathe and it is enough ’

She pursed her lips. 

His words were not strange to her, she knew that feeling very well. Even so, a part of her — restless and yearning to be useful — went against such philosophy often.

“ Yet still there are plenty who can’t even do that safely. They have no reason to. “  She hums, somewhat entranced by her own remark. But she’d soon address him again, violet eyes shifting to his in a most calm manner,  “ I wouldn’t wish such suffering upon anyone. Which is why I won’t settle fur such until they can. ”

[kalijhomentethi]

@iaiadixdeus (from here):

The former soldier would give a sideways glance to the woman, using the a coarse grooming instrument to brush his stallion. The brilliant white horse seemed to cut a sharp contrast among the many horses of the town, and the offers to buy or breed him where many. But Hayden had made it clear he had no intention of parting with it, let alone explain how he came to hold such a beast. So when a few drunkards insisted upon buying it, he politely but firmly rebuffed them. The young woman must have notice how much will it took to not strike the fools, as he began to mount the horse. Emerald eyes looked down upon her, and for the briefest moments he cut a sharp image. The setting sun along his back, how naturally he sat within a saddle, all of it seemed far too disciplined. The again, he never talked about his past.

“No reason to make enemies. Told him Uriel isn’t for sell. I hope that ends the issue.” As he began to pull at the reigns, the horse letting out an angry huff, Hayden cast a glance over his shoulders. “Besides, I’m bigger where it counts anyway.” The man would shoot in a crude fashion, as he began to trot away.

“Who said anything about making enemies? Teaching ‘em a lesson wouldn’t have changed a thing; they’d still be too drunk to know the difference between a mouthful of dirt and a tankard of ale.”

Akali made no comment on the precise manner the man straddled the stallion. She always had a hunch that Hayden was more than what he made himself to be. This was one of those moments that she was sure that she was missing something important about him, but he never asked questions, and she wasn’t one to pry either. As much as it didn’t really settle right with her, the unspoken agreement was very much appreciated—goodness knows the rogue would rather keep certain aspects of herself hidden. The past was not something to talk about lightly.

As she moved to climb atop her own mount, she took a moment to roll her eyes at the quip. She’s heard that line before. “Sure you are, whatever helps you sleep at night. Still can’t beat a woman's looks though.” Once she was seated comfortably, she urged her horse into a trot until they caught up to her companion.

“Where you off to now? Another date with Uriel? I’ve got a target nearby, so I’ll catch up in a little while.”

[senboago]

@iaiadixdeus​ said:

“No. She’s not allowed to date. Ever. End of discussion.” ft. Kaede

Whatever would she do without this man? As some unfortunate soul tried to make a move on her, she felt a hand slide around her waist. The arm wrapped around her, hand rested on her hip, as she was held against a broad chest. For a moment, Kaede was startled. Then that familiar voice bellowed out. A tone of warning, as her initial answer was made final.

As she watched the other retreat, the lieutenant looked back at her savior. “You know I could have handled that. But thank you.”

[equiltario]

“There’s no peace in vengeance, no rest in revenge.”

Storyteller: Greek Version

“Hearing them makes me remember how the late Yamamoto wanted to avenge Lieutenant Sasakibe since the war in Soul Society happened years ago.” Nanao was also pretty sure that she even felt that wrathful feeling as how Shunsui did and to those involved as well all over the fields.

As the war was already over maybe at least both of them can rest in peace without worrying too much below.

“I might be sure that even Captain-Commander Kyouraku might have the same feeling as well regarding that. Vengeance may have no rest but there is an end to it, right?” Her thoughts only came from her mind.

[empirelead-a]

@iaiadixdeus​ asked:  💪 "Ooh nice, mines are bigger tho." :^)             idk where this is from || not accepting

“It’s NOT a competition!” Kuvira yelled, glaring at the man before rolling her sleeve back down then crossed her arms together with a HUFF. She’s no longer facing him with her back turned instead. At the very least, there are other parts of herself that remains superior------hopefully.

[oschvank]

“ you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i’m here. ”

@iaiadixdeus

she’s quiet after his words, hazels squinting to take in his meaning but she finds that there is no other meaning other than what he had given. clean, and clear like the purest of water, there is no ulterior motives. she hums, softly to acknowledge his sentiment and softly to show that she appreciates his sentiment. but still, she remains like a rock unmoving even in face of rumbling waves.

  “…then you are here”

[senboago-archive]

Sorry Des- Captain Hayden. Looks like I won’t be leaving the seco- I mean---

[insoucicnce-aa]

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lost meme / @iaiadixdeus

         dawn’s rays peek through the window, the slight chill pebbling her flesh – waking up was no fun when it was cold. and yet, her flesh is overly warm, as though she had several blankets covering her. running warm on a general basis, the tigress thinks nothing of it as she shifts, claws dragging along hard flesh. 

  oh, what —  husky moan leaves her as lashes blink over her tired gaze, body arching as wave after wave of pleasure swims through her conscious mind. trembling hands slide up his back, holding onto him as she pants, breath hiccuping. knowing he’d woken up and had needed her was the most erotic thought. and he knew just where to touch her to get her in a mood. it honestly embarrassed her with how wet she was. the slick sounds of him sliding in and out her – the dampness of her thighs.

❝ ━ you’re finally awake. ❞ hands press to either side of her head, grinning down at her though she could see the pounding of his pulse in his throat. tongue swiped over her lips, lashes fluttering over her gaze, whimper dancing over her tongue. fuck, how did he expect anything with his hips working so steadily between her thighs ? slow and deep enough to cause a stutter on her tongue. maybe it was because he’d already had her body so primed that the next orgasm caught her by surprised but she could do nothing but let it ride through her. claws tore up his back at as she gasped, crying out.

his own breath caught in his throat, watching her cum again, her sex convulsing around his cock for the third time that morning. she was so responsive to his touch, how could he not indulge in her? here, he wasn’t captain – it was just them, belonging to each other. not just in the matter of sex, but affection and understanding when not between the sheets. there’s an ache in his back, those claws of hers probably leaving more bloodied welts that would be more scars but for once, he doesn’t mind.  ❝ ━ late breakfast? ❞ they share a grin, her laughter feeding his soul and he leans down to capture her lips in a sweet kiss.

❝ ━ d…definitely breakfast, after a bath though. ❞ leaning up into his kiss, her heels lock behind the small of his back and she twists them so she straddles him. cool air tickling her skin reminds her that they’ve gotten sweaty and her hair is sticking to her flesh. but oh how she delights in the way it glistens off his flesh. fingers slide up his arms until their hands link and she pins them by his head. lower lip is captured between sharp enamel and she begins riding him. finding that perfect rhythm that has him groaning while building pleasure for them both. rangiku knows how good it feels for her, but this wasn’t just about her. sometimes he made her forget those worries that often plagued her. short, erratic thrusts as he begin to fuck up into her, the rise in his voice making her smile as her sex tightens around him, but she holds off, wanting his orgasm more than her own.

  cords in his neck stand out as he thrusts deep, that guttural groan signaling his climac, and she nearly starts at the motion, shifting until she’s bouncing on his cock once more. ❝ ━ ah, hayden, don’ think ya realize i’m hardly done with ya. ❞ hazel eyes widen but she nearly smirks, tongue swiping over her bottom lip, rising and falling atop him. how overly sensitive he must be. and she truly was the worst in these sorts of situations, wasn’t she? how many times had he made her cum? he deserved atleast one or two more right? 

       strain in his voice had her grinning wickedly, lashes fluttering downward. Little motions of his hips drive him deeper inside her, and she lets his hands go so she can press them to his chest. Fuck. Nipples drew into turgid peaks, lightning-like pleasure firing through her. Rough hands grip her hips, guiding her up and down his cock – the most delicious sensation. One hand moves between her thighs, thumb brushing over her clit, circling and her breath picks up, head falling back. rocking her hips, hushed moans left her lips. claws dug into her palms, movements stuttering as her entire body shuddered, quivering as pleasure washed over her. trembling hand gripped his palm, shaky laugh escaping her before she lay against him, small aftershocks going through her.  

  ❝ ━ you’re a damn demon. ❞

             ❝ ━ mmm….but i’m your demon, baby. ❞ his laughter made her smile, and oh how it would’ve been so easy to fall back asleep.

[the-shadows-angel-archived]

'ʘ‿ʘ'

SEND A ‘ʘ‿ʘ’ IF YOUR MUSE FINDS MY MUSE ATTRACTIVE.

“That’s...very kind of you? I suppose?”

[senboago]

@iaiadixdeus​ said: ☼ (Heyyyy)

Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh

Not like it was unwanted... But it was unwarranted. As she was going over a few reports with him, she felt his hand, the palm warm against her thigh. At first she didn’t pay it any mind. That was until it felt her skin, going up til it reached the base of her short shihakusho.

Kaede immediately turned, with scolding glare. “Work before play,” She reminded him sternly.

[warmcther]

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“ Certainly not the worst thing… but I would do it again. You got a soft pair of lips I wouldn’t mind keepin’ to myself. “