#( fushichoumomo // momo )

[hiyorisarugaki]

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There was something eerie about this hollow/shinigami’s appearance. Hiyori loathed to acknowledge her as a Vizard. Because this woman was clearly not a part of their family. She seemed to very much be in the family of ‘traitors’ Aizen had forged for himself.

While she knew of Gin and Tousen - through Rose and Kensei’s betrayals, this girl was new. Someone she has no real data on. Not her zanpakuto or her abilities… or her hollowfication. She seems to have gone far into hollow territory, something that all the vizard attempted to control and defeat, she embraced it.

My lord.

Hiyori’s mouth dropped. Wow…

Wow.

“Did ya sleep with him?” She is astounded. And yet… it must be- must be the truth. After all, the way she seems to represent and visualise all of Aizen’s twisted plans…

“Ya mean… did ‘ta us. Clearly, yer not a true born hollow.” She does not have the hollow hole- none she can visually see. And she has a zanpakuto spirit with her.

[cpirits]

(( SEMI-PROMPTED // @fushichoumomo said:

[ ❝ LORD AIZEN , ❞  rasped the PHOENIX , the ever-dutiful servant of the King , the God of Las Noches , as she approached his throne with her head inclined . 

As far as she could see , he was on his lonesome at this moment ; Gin and Tōsen seemed absent , and so were the Espada . Momo sensed the heavy weight of the Lord's presence the more she inched closer and closer , until , at last , she kneeled at his feet .

Breaths were soft , shallow , hairs erect on the back of her neck , on her fingers , on her legs … skin shivered . Heat pooled into her stomach , in anticipation of what her Master would say , at this DISPLAY OF ABSOLUTE REVERENCE , FROM HIS PHOENIX . ]

★ ━━━━━━ The bird that rose from the ashes was always at his side, never wavering in its DEVOTION, its SACRIFICE to his cause, however twisted and gnarled it was. As it fluttered to his side, his expression never wavered, his face neutral an elbow on his throne, his chin in his palm.

Hearing the lovely bird say his name, her voice something he loved to hear, his body shivered━━ though you couldn't tell by his outward appearance. She swore her EVERYTHING to him and her presence made him so jittery.

The way the Phoenix bowed her neck━━ her beautiful, slender neck, it made his body EXCITED. His head tilted in his hand as she crept closer, and finally prostrated herself before his feet.

"You have bewitched a God, my breathtaking bird."

His arm extended and his fingers found her head, digits dipping into her hair, to grasp the strands. "Do you wish to be shown your place? Do you think you are able to stand with me... without experiencing me?" His hand lifted to tug her up, bring her face to his own.

[prideblades]

Talk about Queen Momo! :3

❝ Many people may write Momo off as weak . . . ❞ Himself included. He'd addressed her once with an order to throw Renji in jail. That was his first mistake. ❝ However it is clear that Momo has never been weak. If anything, she was overlooked. Her dissention with Aizen is mere proof. She is no fool. Certainly no weakling. It is thinking like that which makes the court guard weak. We've grown complacent in this corrupt system that those such as Momo have seen the truth. The truth has always been there, but not everyone has a discerning eye to look closer. ❞

He could sing Momo's praises all day, yet it would not make up for his part in the court guard's complacency. The fact that he upheld many of the rules she sought to tear apart. Yet, perhaps it worked better that way. For she could do what many ---- including himself ---- refuse.

❝ It is fighting ---- her zanpakuto. For she is the fire that will cleanse the rot of this world. Were she born a noble, I would have taken her into my wing right away. ❞

A pause. ❝ Correction. She is a noble. Perhaps not according to the Soul Society's rules, but she has proven herself to be more noble than the four great noble houses. She is a noble in spirit and in the way she carries herself upon her throne. I would not hear of anyone speaking ill of her. ❞

❝ Were i not aligned with the side she is fighting against, I would consider giving her my sword in service. ❞

[hirak0s]

You can talk to me whenever (cont'd from here!) || @fushichoumomo || Ayame & Momo

"…No I really don'." Despite being in the Fifth… even when Aizen was captain, she had no idea what Momo went through. "Ya do know ya've got my ear an' shoulder if ya need it, right?" The woman approached Momo from behind, a hand up to place gently on the other's shoulder.

[biskael]

" RUN ALONG , NOW . unless if you want to get yourself killed . "

@fushichoumomo

[flshstep]

ᓚᘏᗢ ⁄ ❤'d ミ @fushichoumomo.

' oy! hinamori! long time no see! how you doing? '

[inmensapotentia]

The bird of fire perches up from her throne in Las Noches , chin in palm.

“Oh my my … what do we have here?”

Captain Kyoraku had granted Aizen freedom to walk around the Muken as long as he stayed at least ten meters from the door. Otherwise Captain Sui-Feng had been given permission to take whatever actions she deemed necessary in regards to a suspected escape attempt. And while he didn't truly fear her in any way, he also didn't care to deal with the idiots up top twenty-four-seven quite yet either.

But being able to walk around was nice; sitting all the time made him sore. Walking through the darkness, Aizen's mind was just floating, not focusing on any one thought heavily. At least he didn't think it was until things shifted and he realized that perhaps he hadn't even been walking. Not with how he found himself walking through familiar halls.

Hueco Mundo.

Though a glance down at his arms proved that he was still bound. Interesting. His mind must be trying to tell him something so he may as well see what it was. He knew this path well. It led to the throne room.

Pushing the doors open, he stepped into the room. First the brunet was confused by the simple existence of a second throne, as if he would ever give another such an honor, but that confusion was only increased when he recognized the woman that looked at him. He was most definitely dreaming, but he had no idea what Momo could possibly teach him.

Though her tone made her seem as if she thought she had some kind of power and that alone had one corner of his lips curling with a smirk. "And what do you think you have?" The purple of his reiatsu eclipsed the brown of his eyes as he stared at her, his visible brow lifted ever so faintly as he walked further into the room. No one in Los Noches were a threat to him; his reiatsu would protect him from anything once it got close enough.

[hollownekomata]

🌺 :3

send 🌺 to put a flower in my muse's hair.

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"U-Uh --?!"

Their head and shoulders jerk up at the feeling of the flower being placed on them. Deep in thought, Miele couldn't even hear the Lady of Las Noches sneak up on them, and got startled by her sudden gesture.

Their reaction causes the flower to fall off their hair, though they're able to catch it before it touches the floor of the palace.

"Oh... th-this is..."

A beautiful, fresh Viola. They hold it in their hands, admiring its vibrant colors and gently tapping the soft petals with their index finger.

"Ah... the experiment was a success, I see. To think that scientist really managed to find a way to grow the flowers of your world of origin here, as you had ordered..."

"It is ...magnificent. I've never seen a flower before. M-My apologies for letting it fall..."

[qatakami]

Watches the man with a bewildered look on her face .

She stared, likely umbfounded by his abrupt transformation and tried to make sense of the man's strange actions. He moved about in a most unusual manner, his motions erratic yet purposeful, as if engaged in some sort of bizarre ritual dance only he could comprehend.

Moments ago, he had been lost in his own private world, his lithe form swaying and undulating to a rhythm only he could hear, an island of tranquility amidst the surrounding bustle and commotion. But then, as if sensing her gaze upon him, Nimaiya had ripped the headphones away, shattering his reverie, and fixed her with a smile of such dazzling radiance that it nearly had chance to take her breath away. His greeting, a single word infused with an explosion of jubilant energy striking her like a thunderbolt, " Good afternoon!! "

The world as she knew it upended by the sheer force of his exuberant presence.

Talking note of lieutennt's badge he grinned, " — And you must be local fukutaichō. "

[opscurus]

(( UNPROMPTED || @fushichoumomo said: [ ❝ We barely know each other, Kurosaki-san, but… I just wanted to say that you aren’t at fault for what happened. …Take it from someone who’s witnessed countless deaths. ❞ ]

━━━━ ✘✘ He was breathing, steady but also hiccuping. Momo was there at his side, she had been just talking, and he had briefly told her things. It was still so hard for him to talk about it, though he knew it was therapeutic.

His mouth was dry when he had finished his piece, and she responded. Her words made his eyes heavy with tears, and hands turned into fists so tight his nails made marks into the scarred flesh. He had really needed a friend right then, he was glad... so glad for the company.

"He was my Father. These hands, my hands... Zangetsu's hands... killed him." Ichigo couldn't stop his shaking, and the tears were coming down his cheeks. His voice was small and he stared at his hands, his heart and mind still, after years... didn't want it to be real, but it was. It was so real that it haunted him in his sleep, and he never got much anymore.

[groazei]

@fushichoumomo

liked for a starter !

❝ WHAT DOES THE DEAD HAVE TO DO WITH THE LIVING ? ❞ whatever she was did not matter ; she was simply an oddity . & as such , should be terminated should she be a danger to the world of mortals & men . ❝ be quick with your answer . ❞

[noblereason]

❝What makes him more qualified to change society? Momo, do you blindly follow him simply because of your affection? ❞ It was unusual for Toshiro to question her. However, he did not have the same loyalty as she did. His loyalty remained with Momo. He cared less for Aizen and Ichimaru. As far as he is concerned, they were both untrustworthy. However, he did respect Tosen.

There was a time where, like everyone else, he'd believed Aizen to be kind and good. However, AIzen did orchestrate this entire war and though he was now a part of it, Toshiro still found his methods to be . . . unpleasant. Perhaps it is because he is younger. He will not turn a blind eye to his own shortcomings - he is a child.

❝I worry that our situation will never change. You are the elder sibling, but I am free to make my own choice. If I choose to sacrifice, then so be it. I made captaincy with my own merit. I choose to be here of my own merit, and I will choose again the path I wish to walk. ❞

Being as young as he was, going to the academy, so many people resent his power. He was a genius. He applied himself to his studies despite never wanting to be a shinigami. It was unfortunate that in doing so he overshadowed Momo. He overshadowed her to the point he suffocated her dream. Had he never been given this power she'd have worked her way up to lieutenant and she'd still have her name - Hitsugaya Momo. Every day he wondered why she obfuscated and hid their relationship. It was to the point he selfishly wondered if they were really siblings at all. Maybe they weren't related at all. After all, it was not uncommon for orphaned children to bond together and form their own families despite not being related. It's how they survived.

And he was a Rukon Rat after all.

❝I intend to follow orders, but I only intend to follow your orders. I won't give my blade to anyone else. So, if his cause is your cause, I'll listen. But if things don't change . . . then we're all dead where we stand, and Granny will never know what happened to us because we'll be wiped from history as an ugly scandal. We'll die nameless and unknown. ❞

He didn't want that from Momo. He didn't want her to die for a cause that may never work. While he was her younger brother, he felt the need to protect her. Wasn't that why he embraced this power that he never wanted? ❝I don't want you to die. I already told Ichimaru and AIzen that if your blood is spilled, I will cut them down. ❞

❝  𝐀𝐍𝐃  𝐀𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑  𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆,  𝐈'𝐌  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒  𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄.  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐘𝐎𝐔.  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐘𝐎𝐔.  ❞   ━━  Momo  took  in  a  sharp  inhale  upon  realising  that  what  she'd  just  done-----she  had  YELLED  at  her  baby  brother.  Bared  her  teeth  before  him.  The  bubbles  flared  up  once  more  ;  the  elder  sister  flinched,  removing  her  fingers  from  the  cup. 

❝  …  Good  thing  we're  alone.  Ichimaru  would  never  let  this  go.  ❞  she  muttered  jokingly,  visage  crestfallen,  once  more  reining  herself  in.  ❝  What  I  meant  was  …  you're  your  own  person,  Tōshirō.  I----I  never  meant  for  you  to  be  stuck  here,  in  this-----barren  wasteland.  ❞

Unfortunately  for  them,  neither  of  them  had  ever  had  the  luxury  of  living  the  life  they  wanted.  Nor  would  they  ever  have  it.  She  still  remembered  the  moment  Tōshirō  had  revealed  to  her  how  the  bitter  cold  he  wielded  had  nearly  killed  their  grandmother.  How  Hyōrinmaru-----the  dragon  spirit----had  chosen  him.  How  if  he  hadn't  followed  in  his  sister's  footsteps-----their  entire  district  would  have  frozen  to  death.  

She  still  remembered  how  her  stomach  had  nearly  sunk  to  her  knees,  how  her  heart  churned  so  painfully  that  she  thought  she  was  breathing  ice  into  her  lungs. 

Tōshirō  could  have  refused  ;  and  that----that  would  have  earned  Tōshirō  a  one-way  ticket  to  the  Maggot's  Nest  ;  if  not  worse.  They  would  have  cut  him  down,  no  doubt.   [  Funny  how  ruthless  the  Thirteen  Court  Guard  Squads  could  be  when  faced  with  a  threat  ]  ,  Momo  thought  bitterly. 

❝  But  we  cannot----will  not----go  back,  Tōshiro.  Understood?  ❞  Momo  affirmed,  gazing  into  his  eyes  to  get  her  point  across,  ❝  D'you  think  I  know  nothing  of  what  they  were  whispering  behind  your  back?-----I  know  what  they  would  call  you  ;  a  …  ‘Rukon  Rat’.  ❞  She  wanted  to  barf,  yet  grit  her  teeth  instead.

❝  Our  only  options,  up  until  now-----were  the  Thirteen  Court  Guard  Squads  …  or  to  die  in  the  streets,  like  many  in  the  latter  districts.  ❞ 

❝  Lord  Aizen  has opened  the  path  for  us  to  stand  on  our  own  merit  …  rather  than  THEIRS. 

... That's  why  we  MUST  see  to  it  that  his  war  against  the  Soul  Society  ends  with  him  as  the  victor.  Do  you  hear  me?  ❞

[noblereason]

His hand is on Hyorinmaru. It's weight familiar 'pon his back. He grips it, feeling the presence of him. Cold. For the first time, Toshiro feels the cold. His reitsu raising and yet, he's never been phased by the chill in the air until now. A shiver spreads up his spine. Goosebumps 'pon his skin. His sister's gaze devoid of light making his skin crawl in unease.

Teal orbs shift from her to Aizen and Gin standing back. Smiling like snakes. Toshiro once more shivers ever so slightly. His hand grips the hilt of his zanpakuto once more, almost hard enough to bruise, to draw blood. Teeth grit together, fury behind those eyes upon hearing Momo's words.

❝I refuse to believe you'd ever consider such a thing. Aizen and Gin's influence must be the cause. I'll kill them both and wake you from this nightmare. ❞ His voice a low growl. His instinct to protect her driving him to such lengths. Ears deafened to the words Momo has hurled at him. He refused to believe this system he worked so hard in was crooked.

A system he never wanted to partake him. He never wanted to become a shinigami in the first place. Yet the alternative was to be sent to the MAGGOTS NEST instead. He had no choice. It was serve or kill everyone in their district and be thrown in prison even though he committed no crime.

His reitsu flares, spikes once more. ❝Hinamori, come back to my side now where you belong. You belong with me your brother. These two must answer for their crimes. I don't want to draw my sword against you. ❞

@fushichoumomo / continued from here.

[deathssubstitute]

@fushichoumomo || starter call

There's extreme caution in the way Ichigo comes across someone like Momo. A careful step, a careful gaze of his caramel hues. From what he understood about Momo---before, she was a reaper like the rest. Now? She too was a follower of Aizen's. A most devoted one at that. That alone was a red flag for him. Someone like Aizen sent goosebumps across his arms, made him want to protect even more than he already did. "I'm not here to fight you." He begins. "My issue isn't with you. It's with the man you serve. But if you want a fight, then I can give you one. I imagine your lord wouldn't be too happy if you killed me though. I imagine he wants me alive, so he can take me out himself."

[inmensapotentia]

[ ✗ ] ❝ You are a monster, Aizen-taichō. ❞ she says with a snarky smile, ❝ But a monster is exactly what this world needs, to defend it from even worse monsters. . . ❞

Lips curling in an amused smirk, the faint glow of his purple eyes seemed to get just a touch brighter at her words. Aizen had never believed himself to be much else; not after losing her like he had. Losing her had caused a sort of insanity in the man that his seemingly endless ability to still grow his reiatsu when so many tended to plateau.

"Who said I was here to defend anyone?" The last word was spoken almost on a laugh. Only for all emotion to drain out of his face a heartbeat later, his eyes staring through Momo, for however far she had come she still wasn't at his level. "And who said there are any monsters worse than me?"

[prideblades]

❝ The laws serve them now. The laws provide them stability. While they may not be lavished in luxury, they are provided a place to live and an existence until they rejoin the cycle of souls. ❞ Spoken like a true noble ---- a mouthpiece for the laws he served.

Gaze narrowed. ❝ Tell me, were you not satisfied with the life you lived in the Rukon? Was Toshiro not happy? While I am not privy to gossip, I have never heard him speak of disliking the simple life afforded to him within the Rukon. ❞

A glance is given to Toshiro who was present but silent, standing off to the side attentively ------ the personal guard of LADY MOMO herself. ❝ However, I know nothing of you or your life and thus my words are but assumptions. I do know that Rukia and Renji were not as fortunate and resorted to stealing food in order to survive. ❞

𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 , 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 .   ━━    And the future of the Three Realms , a bright one .

❝ The masses will be delivered from the squalor they suffer from today . ❞   she hummed with utmost confidence and assurance , picturing the bright and peaceful era that awaited the worlds . Momo spoke candidly with Byakuya , for she saw no need to hide from him what she believed was the best course of action for all .  ❝ As for your second question … perhaps not equal in strength , but the laws will serve the masses , not just a few privileged elites . ❞