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The day couldn't be prettier than it is right now -- flowers in full bloom with just enough sunshine to bring warmth to the day. But even if the ambiance is spectacular, the pink-haired girl's heart feels heavy.
Orbs of green looks on at her reflection -- her shiromuku pristine white and her hair done so beautifully, not a single strand astray. The image staring back at her a picture of serenity; a bride about to marry the man of her dreams.
Deep inside, she knows it is just that -- a display for the sake of keeping up appearances. And perhaps, a true reflection of the wedding about to happen that day, too.
Fingernails digging the flesh of her palms, she looks away from her reflection and took one small step forward, approaching her fate, her destiny. A lifetime of commitment to the man she has been bestowed upon by the agreement between their families.
A part of her elated; but another as if it is mourning. The uncertainty of what her future husband’s feelings for her brings a dull ache in her chest.
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~Eyes That See Me~
~Closed rp with @deadlyhyugapalms ~
From here “ Come in.”
He was quick and it seemed very intelligent to be able to have knowledge of what she could have possibly been. When the young man with beautiful eyes questioned if she was some sort of spirit she simply smiled shrugging. Hm a kekkei genkai he called it? She could only surmise that this term for what his eyes were translated to a rarity among the population, now she only wondered if It was exclusive to his lineage or if there were others with similar abilities. If his eyes could see her she wondered what else they could see.
When he offered her a place to rest she blinked and bright doe eyes looked into his and she smiled softly bowing her head. “I thank you for your hospitality.” She was mannerly and eloquent, it was clear she was no street walker. She followed him in tandem and enjoyed the scenery of the village as they walked in silence. Nelliel was no fool either he was being kind and courteous because her fatigue was written on her face or he was keeping an eye on her. Smiling to herself she knew it was the latter; she was after all a stranger not too mention a being not from this world and he saw her. Not anyone else, she stopped for a moment what could this mean? A soft tint flushed her cheeks; how could he notice her but not others this could be mere coincidence or something more divine? She glanced up at the skies and her hazel eyes scanned the skies, things just work in mysterious ways. The scenery changed from Village streets to more rural scenery as they left the densely populated area for a more secluded private area. She was silent the whole way and careful to analyze the path they took. Soon they were in a forest like area of this village that was very secular from the rest; she took note of this and glanced behind her. Suddenly she felt this sadness and distance and she wondered why he wasn’t so close to the origin of his home. She thought it best not to pry and she pushed aside the feelings of slight sorrow and loneliness and would ask about it later.
Finally, they arrived to what seemed to be his home. He opened the door and allowed her to enter with permission. She bowed low at the entrance honoring his home, she then entered carefully and walked in a few feet. She stopped and carefully stepped out of her high wooden geta sandals and shuffled a few feet away awaiting him. To wear shoes in ones house was disrespectful here so she abided by the customs. “Thank you Neji for allowing me entrance into your home.” She awaited him to guide her to a place she may sit and meditate or even a place where he might ask her questions he sought to know which she knew was coming. The beautiful arrancar woman would have this air about her she was sweet and kind but there was power there not to be mistaken or taken lightly.
#deadlyhyugapalms#crossover rp#Hyuga X Tu#Sorry it took so long to get a response out; college is just throwing me wicked curve balls not to mention the freak weather where I live#Hope its okay!!
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Her words elicited intense blush across his cheeks, a thick knot in his throat made it hard to swallow as he shivered intensely. She seemed to appreciate his towel wrapped body and damped hair fresh from the showed.
“I–I… have..no objections. You may proceed…” Expressed shyly.
—[ 氷の女王]— Rukia could not avoid smile lavishly, she approached to him and landed her hand on his neck. Her cold fingers ran though his skin until his chest, and then her fingertips roamed though his chest. Her rosy lips kissed his cheek and softly whispered. “I lied. I’m just teasing you, Neji.” After pronounce those words she giggled and added. “Do you think you’dd have everything in your life so easily?”
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Strange of her to seek out company, when it was dangerous of her to do so, but--then again, not too strange given her nature. Back in the day, she had been the type of girl to enjoy having friends, seek out companionship and shared stories and laughter. Now she had none of that, and missed it, no matter how much she denied it to herself. So when she spotted a shinobi, far from home, judging from his Konoha headband and Hyuuga eyes, she grabbed her not-quite-full bottle of sake, two cups and headed over.
“Mind if I sit here?” she said, looking to everyone as a normal village woman (she never wore a headband these days), as she sat down beside him, setting down the bottle and two cups. “This is a crowded inn, and it’s safer here if I’m with company.”
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@deadlyhyugapalms is a terrific roleplay partner and a great friend. His dialogue is wonderful! He’s super nice and easy to talk to. I always have a good time with him. He is a very kind, supportive person, too.
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send me 🎨 and i will make an aesthetic moodboard for your muse | @deadlyhyugapalms
Oh for Neji! :D I wanted to make it all white but it means my picture finding skills had other ideas. I hope you enjoy it!
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Mood Board - Neji
For @deadlyhyugapalms Hope you like it!
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Had he lived
Hinata had been enjoying her life, for once she could say life was perfect, she had everything she could ever want. That saying Too good to be true seemed to ring through her head as her world came crashing down around her.
She should have known, no one’s life was this good. She stood on her balcony, the early morning mist slowly fading into oblivion, the sun rose casting a warm glow on the earth below. She pulled her lavender kimano tighter around her form. The chill in the air nipped at her exposed flesh, but she could only stand, her pale eyes welled with tears as she stared at the backyard garden. She had helped create that garden. It was so beautiful, but now only seemed to mock her. She had always dreamed of her wedding with being with someone she loved. Now, that dream was dust.
Her father’s words echoed through her head, “Kento Ohara, from the land of wave’s Ohara clan is to be your husband.” She knew nothing of Kento, for all she knew he could be mad or mean. To make matters worst, this was int the land of waves, far away from her family. To prevent a war. Of course it was.
She turned and walked back into her room, a room that would no longer be hers. She collapsed onto the bed, her face buried in her pillow and sobbed.
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Sakura looked down, her head moving gently in agreement to her new husband's suggestion. Everything still doesn’t feel real. Despite hearing the noise from their guests, now starting to be slightly rowdy from the alcohol, or the way Neji seemed to act the role of an endearing husband, even going so far as to link an arm around her waist.
Not used to this kind of contact, she blushed. Unable to move her gaze straight to his lavender-coloured hues, “I guess you can put it that way, Neji-san. And I’m sorry...Tenten...she isn’t here..”
The dining hall is probably not a good place to start the discussion over their friend’s absence in the wedding ceremony and banquet. But she can feel that heavy air around them. And she knows Neji has always treated Tenten as somebody special.
Maybe, a little bit more special than her.
“Your uncle has expressed his joy after the ceremony ended,“ she smiled just a little and her expressions remained calm even if her heart is full of uncertainties about their future as a couple, “He has been quite vocal about grandchildren -- I hope, I do not disappoint him. And you.“
The entire ceremony had her up her toes. If she had a choice, she’d rather back out and leave. But she knew much is at stake; her father’s pride and her mother’s tears. Fighting back nausea, she marched on towards her waiting groom, handsome in his ceremonial garb.
She was completely lost in her own thoughts the whole time. The wedding was nothing like her imagination as a little girl; it wasn’t magical or romantic.
It was a disappointment to feel like this for an event she has dreamt for so much in her life. But she didn’t marry for love – what else did she expect from it?
Locking eyes with Neji as she recites the vows with him, she caught sight of something akin to affection with the way he looked at her. That even if the moment lasted only for mere seconds, it was enough for her to hope things can get better.
The celebration still underway; a banquet filled with food and alcohol shared with family and close friends. It was only then she realised Tenten wasn’t even there. She winced slightly, guilt still eating her up inside.
“Neji-san,” she approached her new husband, a few hours after the ceremony ended, “We haven’t spoken much since our engagement. Everything happened so quickly and now, we are married. But I would like to thank you for accepting me as your wife,” she talked before him meekly, even bowing a little.
Hiashi Hyuga nodded in content as the vows between the two had been finalized. Neji, though a mere servant unto the royal branch of the clan, had a potential that far exceeded the elites of the Hyuga. Hiashi took great strides to ensure that he stay on a path to ensure the Hyuga remained in glory along the Leaf.
Tenten obviously didn’t have the heart to bear through such a painful event- and Neji understood why and harboured no ill will towards her decision. It did however please him to see Lee in attendance supporting him. All these times he had the most loyal friend in the world and treated him so terribly. It saddened him with regret when he reflected on their earlier years.
At last the ceremony was behind him and hopefully these parasites in the form of guests would be fleeing like roaches exposed to light. Sakura was his wife and they had much to discuss. The sooner the better, he thought.
While the newly wedded husband didn’t greet his wife with a welcoming smile, he did offer an agreeable nod and joined hands with her. The joining of the hands symbolized the acceptance of his fate in regards to this union.
“Indeed we are. I am longing for us to return together to our home so that we may speak in depth regarding our future.” A hand snakes around her waist as he awaits what is to come next.
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"Were you seeking me out?" @deadlyhyugapalms
“I suppose not purposely.” Head askant as her gaze lowered to the young Shinobi. The Captain was still getting familiar with the living inhabitants of this little village. Seeking out particular individuals was still a little troublesome.
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HEROIC MUSES; hello. welcome to the indie, selective multimuse blog with muses from several source material. penned by jay, he/him, 25+. this blog is a hate-free zone. for my own personal comfort, i will only interact with muns above the age of 18. #heroicmuses
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MARVEL ( including side blogs ): Hawkeye, Punisher, Cyclops, War Machine ( @usa-war-machine )
DC ( including side blogs ): Superman, Batman ( @batmanforevers ), Red Hood ( @theredhoodoutlaw ), Barry Allen, Arsenal
ANIME: Future Trunks (Dragon Ball Z), Broly (Dragon Ball Super), Neji ( @deadlyhyugapalms ), Piccolo ( Dragon Ball Z), Ichigo Kurosaki ( Bleach )
VIDEO GAMES: Sub-Zero ( Mortal Combat ), Johnny Cage ( Mortal Kombat ) , Ryu ( Street Fighters )
POWER RANGERS ( including side blogs ): Jason Scott & Tommy Oliver ( @letthepowerprotectyou )
DISNEY ( including side blogs ): Aladdin ( @princealisworld ), Wasabi (Big 6), Lance Sterling (Spies in Disguise)
OTHER MUSES: Dick Tracy, Spawn and the Shadow
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Eyes that see Me
~A CLOSED starter for @deadlyhyugapalms~
A soul’s life was always borrowed, and when the time came for it to be given back and reincarnated there were some that guided the souls onward. However, sometimes in the lifetimes of these souls tragic or terrible things and trauma would come to pass thus leaving the soul unable to rest and wander. The more their humanity would dissipate the more their soul chain’s would disappear from their chests, soon they would turn in malicious beings that would either devour others. At times these beasts could bond themselves to a host and thus give them unclean abilities, however that was not what she was.
Invisible to the eyes of all she walked among them doing her best to help soul’s in this time of war and feudalism find their place to not end up how she did. Those living without some type of power or talisman couldn’t look upon her countenance. They would feel a chill or cold spot when she was near but other then that the woman with turquoise hair went largely noticed. Those that did see her merely would catch a glimpse of her a mere blur for a moments time and then she was gone.
It was sun set in the village, in this world she came too to help souls in this dire time away from her own she walked the town streets in a beautiful silken black kimono with blue tiger lilies and other flora patterned along her sleeves and bottom of the kimono’s gown. She was a ghostly blur moving quickly making others seem like they were in slow motion. She hid her face with a straw hat that had a sheer veil of fabric in front of her face. The day was a long one as she had helped the souls of two Ninja as they were called here pass on with her blade despite not being a shinigami. Her single blade was tied at her waist securely. As she moved along, looking at the faces of others smiling at them enjoying their life and prosperity her something she sacrificed long ago. She passed by a male with long beautiful loosely tied hair and he’d feel a breeze blowing from behind him which would have been impossible.
As she did so she would glance over her shoulder and say excuse me as if he’d hear it she thought but it was better to be polite. Soon she performed sonido and was now five feet ahead of him, again she performed sonido and was now 12 feet before him she would turn down a darkened alley way about to leave this world in her mode of transportation a garganta. She believed she was unseen by all she hadn’t known the male she passed with long hair was close to death once in his life time giving him the ability to catch more than a glimpse of her. If he was quick he would be able to catch up to the mysterious turquoise haired woman.
#crossover rp#Naruto-x-Bleach#Hope this was okay#I had to stick to the lore that living beings in good health that havent been near death cannot visibly see soul beings#So that goes with Shinigami/ hollows/ and Arrancars#But since canonically in shippuden Neji dies I changed it so that instead of dying he was only near death in the past#which is why he may be able to see her now#Slightly with out the aid of his byakugan but if he uses it he'll see she isnt human.#deadlyhyugapalms
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"But now I have returned." The Hyuga announced." I apologise. I hadn't expected to be away for so long.
—[ 氷の女王]— “Yes. I’ve missed you. Our flat felt so… lonely without you. I mean, I like the silence but it only reminded me that I was alone.” Expressed calmly. With a gesture, she invited him to sit down.
“I know that sometimes you have issues with technology, but you could had sent me a message or even a letter, you know?” Expressed called. Is not as she is preaching on him. But she would had liked to know where he has been.
“At the end of the day, you’re back and that’s what matters.”
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Which type of romanticism are you?
Deep romanticism
mindlessly shared space, automatic glances, overwhelming warmth: you're deep romanticism. deep romanticism consists of pure comfort and belonging, the complete intertwining of two souls. it's growing into a shape that fits perfectly in the arms of another, it's asking questions you already know the answer to, just to hear the way they pronounce those words again, it's admiring their face as they sleep pressed against you, admiring the same face you study as they talk about whatever they're fond of that week, yet finding new things to love, even after years of doing so. you're most likely an old and pure soul, and anyone would be so incredibly lucky to have you. just remember that emotional and romantic depth is not the end goal; enjoy your journey rather than focusing on a certain point of achievement along the way. love in uncertainty, sit in unfamiliarity.
"We'll survive, you and I." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Tagged by: @super-kame-love Thank you!
Tagging: @godofame @cc-sasuke @deadlyhyugapalms @hellspath and anyone else who wants to do this!
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I love you
it's the "i love you" we use every time we finish up a call with our mom, every time we want to offer our friends a bit of encouragement, the welcome home kiss on the cheek we give our lover every day. it's sending them pictures you know they'll laugh at, buying them strange little nothings that you know they'll like. it's having their bagel order memorized and setting their birthday as your password. somehow, their name weaves its way into almost every funny story you share with others. it's brief, casual, it's a habit. we aren't even aware we do it. it says that love is cradled lightly in your heart, generously given, spilling out into the world unbeknownst to you, making up the web of delicate threads that hold us all together.
Tagged by @redlineoffate <3
Tagging @x-m-p-e-r-e-u-r @believesit @kagami--uchiha @deadlyhyugapalms @ramenthings @crackuzu (hidan or sasuke?) @shinobiwill @dragonfairy1047 @kirigakure-no-yokai & anybody else who wants to :)
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She exhaled quietly from behind a bush, watching her two comrades as they mounted a sizable tree to keep a lookout for enemies. She watched as the younger one grew branches from his palms to make it easier to grasp on to. The older one compensated with his lanky legs and long arms as they reached the top, quickly squatting and removing their porcelain masks.
Watching carefully on the ground, she made sure to keep herself disciplined, focusing on the task at hand. In her pocket was a scroll that held the mission objective that she had perhaps opened and looked over more then just a dozen times. She was confident in her ability as a kunoichi, confident enough to be the captain of this dangerous mission, confident enough to order the rest of her teammates back to the sand land.despite their hesitance at the strange order, Leaving her alone.
Her mission was to assassinate each member of a team of rogue scientists located on the edge of the Land of Wind. When Lord Third had produced the scroll to her, she remained hesitant about the objective, not seeing the reasoning behind it. However, upon more research, she and her team learned of the high risk the scientists were to the entire shinobi race.
Shi no Kagaku-sha, literally translating to Scientists of Death, had a mission to develop and distribute a deadly and highly contagious disease that caused chakra levels skyrocket. This, however, wasn’t the only issue at hand. The disease not only affected a shinobi’s chakra levels, but their brain chemistry was also impacted. As the stream of the disease would be from the same origin, the Kagaku-sha desired to be able to control anyone who was affected by the disease, ultimately being able to control anyone diagnosed.
there was nothing they can do unless examined by a medic, without knowing the basis of the disease. Trying to extract it from a person who contracted it would only result in developing the disease yourself. This scroll holding the secret of the disease is a priceless weapon, a weapon everyone itched to get their hands on. Konohagakure included , she thought as she sensed the approaching chakra signals.
That's why she send the rest of her team away, as a way to distract them from their goal, the scroll. But it seem one of them had caught on her, one that was able to notice her masked chakra. One that was approaching her in a steady speed.
She jumped down from the trees, her black hair moving in the wind. readying herself for an attack.pulling off her Anbu mask to reveal her grey eyes and the rest of her pretty face.
There was no point in wasting what's left if her chakra on running ( which is not much) but she is sure she can result whoever this is enough damage to hold them back from following her. Her body tensed the moment she caught his shadow and she smirked
“ANBU black ops of the Hidden Leaf,” she cooed. “What a surprise, having a picnic ? Its a nice weather If I dare say "
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