#ohkraken

[kikiyo]

happy mother's day to kikyō for raising herself and her sister but also more importantly to reiko who is now thoroughly ingrained in this canon as kikyō's mother (real not clickbait)

[aetheraels]

do i really have a choice? shunshi / @ohkraken asked.

Jūshirō needs not say anything in the moment. His expression says it all. The furrowed eyebrows, the sullen frown, green eyes looking through to Shunshi's heart and soul. It's not so much disappointment he feels as it is... sadness, partial guilt. Here they sit, pondering past, present, and future in the ways only old men who've endured hardship can. It's been rough to live on borrowed time the way Jūshirō has. Every moment of weakness ( of relapse ) he's brought back here to rest and heal, before he's released and then back in its clutches once again. Such is his life, much to his disdain. The captain lifts a hand from his cup and looks at it. He shakes the image of crimson away by wiping it off on his hakama. A sigh escapes him as he takes a small sip of his tea.

❝ You don't have to follow me, you know... ❞

And yet, Shunsui still does. Time after time, they sit here just outside Ugendō, sharing a drink together in the grass. It's been this way for centuries now. Standing side-by-side, picking each other up when the other falls -- it's as natural as breathing. Jūshirō knows it in his heart: he'd have no one else sit with him so soon after he's recuperated. As much as he trusts his subordinates, there's sides of him that they shouldn't be subjected to. This, like many other things, can only be entrusted to someone who's witnessed the cruel flow of time for as long as he has.

❝ You could have chosen to walk away and left me to my fate at any time, just like how you can choose to leave now... but you haven't. I'm grateful for that. ❞ Looking back to his oldest friend, a small smile settles on Jūshirō's face. ❝ Thank you, Shunsui. For this -- and for everything. ❞

[asshaee]

                   “   such   loyalty   to   a   man    is   a   thing   i   find   to   be   quite   …   problematic,   ”   it   clashes   with   everything   Melisandre   believes,   prays,   and   bleeds   for.   Devotion   should   only   be   saved   for   holy   beings,   the   Red   God   and   Azor   Ahai      —      most   definitely,   Tyrion   Lannister   is   not   the   messiah   she   waits   for.   Oh,   but   for   this   woman,   he   may   be.   It   is   easy   for   humans   to   become   indebted   to   each   other   by   the   will   of   their   wish   to   survive.   But   such   a   strong   display   of   adoration   should   not   exist   towards   anyone   who   is   merely   flesh   and   bone.   

                   “   i   have   seen,   what   it   can   make   women   and   men   do,   ”   fingers   dance   around   the   flickering   candlelight,   as   if   caressing   a   precious   child,   a   holy   thing,   never   burning   her   fingertips,   no   matter   how   close   she   gets   to   the   flame,   “   do   you   love   him?   oh,   yes,   you   do,   ”   before   the   woman   before   her   can   answer,   the   priestess   proceeds   in   a   quiet   murmur,   displays   a   quite   odd,   quite   strange   indifference   to   such   feelings;   as   if,   somehow,   she   could   not   comprehend   them   entirely,   “   beware,   my   dear,   that   many   a   man   will   use   what   you   feel,   that   which   is   blind   worship,   and   calling   it   love,   will   force   you   to   do   unspeakable   things.   because   it   is   in   human   nature   to   use,   ”   only   He   who   basks   in   the   fire   is   deserving   of   devotion,   of   this   heavy   and   scorching   love,   “   do   you   know   the   difference   between   love   and   adoration?   ”  @ohkraken​  ft.  shae

[hanabiira]

silent as ever, sasameki waves a hand towards the captain, beckoning the other woman over so she can allow herself to speak in her signature whisper without signing her words for the moment. "fuyuno-taichō- i never got the chance to offer my congratulations upon your promotion."

"Oh, thank you Sasameki-san, that's very kind of you. Do not worry, it is not as if we really had much time to celebrate."

[kaigome]

MUN VS MUSE

tagged by: @judoletteflip love you!!!

tagging: @inuyiasha @saikiteo @serestial @seisshomaru @amtalrule (for kagura!) @kikiyo @nekurou @allmuddy @miuno @sailormazu @ohkraken for uno and the person reading this :)

[godsense]

ten favorite characters from ten different fandoms. in no particular order :

leia organa (star wars)

lois lane (dc)

lexie greys (greys anatomy)

higurashi kagome (inuyasha)

misa amane (death note)

daenerys targaryen (game of thrones)

bobbi morse (marvel comics)

briar rose (sleeping beauty)

sokka (avatar: the last airbender)

will turner (pirates of the caribbean)

tagged by: @kenobiian ilu

tagging : @monythic @ohkraken @allmuddy @ordeir @pendraigon @myrlin @worthfuls @riffeng @cathydoll + the person reading this. ily

[seisshomaru]

ok shoutout new mobile layout by @ohkraken and paid for by @kaigome i'm so in love with them

[kikiyo]

⤳   @ohkraken​​​​ asked:     ‹  mercy is never a mistake. ›

there is little she can do to temper the tensing of her body at reiko's words, shoulders rolling upwards and remaining uncomfortably in place there, lips a thin line and gaze averted towards the unrelenting distance of the cityscape. she peers out, hazy stare searching towards the horizon before refocusing her gaze to take note of every minute imperfection on the window glass. she wants, perhaps aches, to say that she is fearful that she might not be strong enough to believe such a thing. she wants to say, it is much easier to be angry than it is to forgive. the vulnerability of admitting either truth proves too risky for kikyo to allow, and thus the words stay stuck in her throat, unmoving. only lies, or rather half-truths, slither out and lay themselves bare in the space between the two of them.

“ i ask you .... not take this in any manner of disrespect, but i can't say i agree. ” she's aware, unfortunately so, of her inability to meet reiko's eyes. “ i believe there are some who are undeserving of it. of second chances. – let alone a third. ” her brows furrow, stopping her wandering gaze at a splinter in the wood of the window sill. “ in those cases ... mercy would be – inappropriate, wouldn't it? ”

[uizado]

@ohkraken​  asked:  ❛  can  we  make  a  deal  ?  ❜   (  frommmmm  zetaa,    why  not!  )                           meme  !

howl  sat  at  the  table  with  his  chin  pillowed  in  the  heel  of  his  palm,    h̲i̲s̲ ̲ ̲g̲a̲z̲e̲ ̲ ̲n̲o̲t̲,    for  a  second  moment,    s̲t̲r̲a̲y̲i̲n̲g̲ ̲ ̲f̲r̲o̲m̲ ̲ ̲z̲e̲t̲a̲a̲'̲s̲ ̲ ̲f̲a̲c̲e̲.    though  his  gaze  was  hidden  behind  a  veil  of  blonde  bangs,    he  could  still  peer  out  of  them,    as  if  not  a  single  strand  even  obscured  his  gaze.    he  tapped  the  edge  of  the  card  he  was  holding,    its  face  pointing  toward  him,    then  placed  it  facedown  on  the  table  in  front  of  him.    ❛  hmm.  ❜    he  leaned  back  in  his  chair,    f̲o̲l̲d̲i̲n̲g̲ ̲ ̲h̲i̲s̲ ̲ ̲h̲a̲n̲d̲s̲ ̲ ̲i̲n̲ ̲ ̲h̲i̲s̲ ̲ ̲l̲a̲p̲  &.    finally  looking  down  at  the  card.    ❛  i'll  make  a  deal  with  you  if  you  can  guess  what  card  this  is.    the  number  and  the  suit.  ❜

[kryptoica]

❛  hi,  jimmy.  ❜  superman offers the daily planet’s photographer a warm smile,  walking over from the crime scene to greet him.  ❛  hope you stayed safe while i was dealing with metallo.  ❜  he takes a quick look at the crowd of people around them.  ❛  have you seen ms.  lane  ?  or did she send you here to get today’s scoop in her place  ?  i was planning to ask a couple questions about one of her investigations.  ❜

@ohkraken​

[waswilczmin]

@ohkraken​  said  :  you really forced my hand here

this  is  really  even  what  he  looks  like  in  tw2  .  didn’t  even  edit  the  image  .

[cuyanir]

@ohkraken​​ : starter call ( for zashlaa )

“duck.” is the only warning he gives her before blaster shots erupt everywhere, causing the crowded street to empty out immediately. fett’s gloved hand presses down on top of zashlaa’s head, pushing her to the ground. his other hand whips out a pistol, trigger loops around his finger as he spins it for one short second before returning fire. he doesn’t need a volley of shots. just two for each hunter.

sudden stillness. fett holsters his gun, checking up on the togruta. covered in dust, maybe shaken up, but unharmed. for now.

“still in this business, zashlaa? i thought you’d wise up by now.” his helmet tilts slightly as he extends his palm. “there’s a hand above your head if you want it. we’re getting off this planet. my client has prepared a safehouse for you.”

[kikiyo]

⤳   @ohkraken​​​​, uno, asked:     ‹  uno doesn’t wish to hurt you, but uno will if uno has to. ›

“ you are ..... scared? ” she hadn't even let loose her arrow yet, only drawn it up and leveled it in the girl's direction. with so pitiful a countenance, how could she bring herself to perform so heartless a slaughter? gently, she lowers her bow, though tepid in her action and cautious so as not to inadvertently fall for some ploy, some performative, false innocence. “ it's alright, ” she says, voice somehow soothing despite its monotonous ring. her brows furrow, looking down at the shivering yōkai, a creature which looks remarkably human, remarkably ... thrust out of place. “ you would not be able to harm me, ” she says, a tone at once assuring and authoritative. it's a lie, of course, but when in the midst of fearful folk, young and old alike, she had always found the most effective communication left the least amount of room for doubt or insecurity. speak resolutely. stern. with a slow, cautious movement, she begins to kneel down, lowering herself to meet the woman's gaze. “ what are you doing here? ”

[heroscarred]

@ohkraken​ ⊱ CRISTÓBAL RÍOS

“ Didn’t think I’d ever find myself back in one of these places willingly. ” Before Picard he would always remain in his ship should he need to dock in a Federation port. But now he actually stepped out and tried to take in the sights and smells of the place he once called home. He’d never heal if he didn’t force himself to try. At least a little, anyway. La Sirena is still fairly close should he need to escape.

[grogupositivity]

back at it again to give a shoutout to the lovely bruce/ @ohkraken​ ! bruce I love all your muses and both ic and ooc you’re so fun to talk to and I jus love you so much. The thought you’ve put into your characters is beyond words and really shows through your writing. I hope 2021 gives you nothing but good things !!

[resistanceheirarc]

@ohkraken sent::  ‘ you have a nice laugh. ’ ( from jakara uwu )

for some reason the compliment actually takes him by surprise, probably just because of who it’s coming from, but he responds with a wide smile after only a split second of hesitation. it’s not that he doesn’t think jakara likes him, he’s not a complete fool, but it’s something new to actually hear him say nice things about poe. the other man doesn’t have a soft outside, poe gets that, but he just wants to make him smile, to laugh, to see him relax. and also, yeah, he likes hearing nice things about himself sometimes. “thanks, i’m sure you do too.”

reaching out, he puts a hand on the side of the other man’s face, leaning close to press his forehead against jakara’s. “you really make me work for that laugh, huh?