huntiburon

[huntiburon]

#♔. visage. ／ i am the queens and kings you bow to. i am the name written on your grave. #suggestive // #nsfwish // #partial nudity // #body horror //

[huntiburon]

Richard Osman, The Thursday Murder Club

#♔. musing. ／ watch as i destroy you.

[huntiburon]

Tier Harribel | Espada No.3

#♔. visage. ／ i am the queens and kings you bow to. i am the name written on your grave. #gif // #eye contact // #body horror //

[huntiburon]

AN ANGEL DESCENDING INTO BATTLE FROM THE SKY; Both of them were once holy and virtuous at some point, but now discarded by the same God they both had sworn onto. [ While Tier did so with justice, she does not know why Orihime would agree. ] But she had seen her grow, seen her blossom; --- The thorns now a blade she can wield in due time. For now, Tier would focus on aiding her in other means. Tier makes her way down to stand at equal grounds as the young woman, a bow of her own head swift and calmly before speaking. ❝ There is no need to explain. I am simply happy to assist you in this. ❞ The King spoke, beginning to make her away to the training grounds of the hollows. ❝ I have some new techniques I would like you to work on, if possible. ❞

            ❛     yes.     ❜          the  girl  waits  for  acknowledgement  before answering,  bowing her head politely.   it’s felt less and less strange to be back to this place,  even in the ruins she can recognize some of the layout of the castle that once held her prisoner.   it’s a sorry sight,  even with the nightmares and memories that have plagued her since more than a year ago,  Orihime felt nothing but sympathy seeing what the inhabitants are going through.   at the sight of female espada,  tall and proud and freed of chains,  there is a glimmer of hope   ━━━   something they can all contribute to.   perhaps it’s only something silly for a teenager like her to believe,  but she’d like to imagine this current alliance to remain even after the war…   at least,  she thinks it’d be nice.          ❛     since  the  last  time,   i  felt  something…   new.   you’ve  helped  me  realize  some  things  and  i…   i  really  appreciate  your  help,   miss  Harribel.     ❜

#rejekshun #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. verse ii. ／ a bite of a shark that never truly heals. #[ IM READY TOO Im so glad we can get hime the PROPER love and development she needs i love her <3 ]

[huntiburon]

BLOOD MEME.

@uppertwo sacrificed ... ; " it looks worse than it feels. "

THEIR BODY AND SOUL; --- Something beyond human, likeness to hollows and those of corrupt souls. Tier can sense the rotting of his reiatsu, whoever this person was, they were not to be taken lightly. However, Tier had come to see blood pooling around him instead of any poor prey. He was even smiling, one that did not match the colorful mask of his eyes.

A small pause. ❝ Are you a glutton for pain? ❞

#uppertwo #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. ask. ／ silence speaks. #♔. multiverse. ／ let it fill your lungs; breathe in something new. #[ tier looking at them like: ive stumbled onto a mistake. ]

[huntiburon]

BLOOD MEME.

@waelahst sacrificed ... ; [ standing over a body , with a shrug of his shoulders & a carefree grin ] " heheh, whoops. "

THIS WAS NO JOKE. This moon had gone too far, rising the tide of her wrath as she laid witness to the corpse of one of the hollows there. Teal eyes are steel as she narrows them at his direction --- Tiburón humming with a need to snuff the danger of her and her people's safety. A finger rose into the hooks of her blade, beginning to unsheathe it as eyes remained cold and justice driven,

#waelahst #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. ask. ／ silence speaks. #♔. multiverse. ／ let it fill your lungs; breathe in something new. #[ i cannot believe hueco mundo has a bug infestation now cause he snuck in : \ ]

[huntiburon]

BLOOD MEME.

@soulwrought sacrificed ... ; “ that looks like it hurts. "

THE REBIRTHING OF THE TATTOO HAD COME FROM HER FLESH. Disgust of her servitude toward Aizen was shown as claws began to tear into her flesh, removing the ink that continued to haunt her. [ These were the nails of the cross she bared herself upon. ] As the Quincy speaks louder, Tier continues to feel her own blood pour freely and dangerously wrathful as the symbol of her former status was now gone.

Gaze turns to look over at the other, eyes once with ire now calm. ❝ I've felt worse. ❞

#soulwrought #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. ask. ／ silence speaks. #♔. verse iii. ／ here i stand; hopeless and left for dead. #[ she no like being espada :> ] #self harm // #gore // #blood //

[huntiburon]

@deivorous continued from here!

FEAR DOES NOT TOUCH HER SOUL, NOT ANYMORE. The sun never feared the rising of the moon and the tides of the ocean it brought. If anything, it was the light so many forsaken themselves to. [ In fear something horrid would happen if the sun was not pleased. ] His endless gaze, death and decay crawling up his arms seemed to only speak of how his own hunger and sadism.

Not unlike many here, desiring something to fend off the hunger. Still, him attempting to instill a feeling of uncertainty ...

It made her narrow her gaze. ❝ Will you give me a reason to one day, Grimmjow? ❞

#deivorous #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. verse ii. ／ a bite of a shark that never truly heals.

[huntiburon]

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

[huntiburon]

“Butterflies cannot see their wings. But the rest of the world can. - You. You are beautiful and while you may not see it, we can.”

— Unknown

#♔. about. ／ beware; for she is beauty and beast.

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@rejekshun liked for a starter!

LACKING FEAR, FACING WHAT IS UNKNOWN. Now, a proud shield against the one Tier once worshiped. Forest eyes remain on her subtle, warm, but fierce gaze. [ The war was beginning all over again, but it was her people that had to suffer once more. ] Standing from the throne that once sat her former lord, Tier spoke. ❝ Have you come by to train once more? ❞

#rejekshun #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. verse ii. ／ a bite of a shark that never truly heals. #[ sorry for the delay but here ya are!!! ]

[huntiburon]

Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem

#♔. ism. ／ biting god's hand in defiance. #♔. inspiration. ／ i would make a deal with god and get him to swap our places.

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—No world is without sacrifices. But if we produce casualties, we would also sustain casualties of our own.

Happy Birthday Tier Harribel! ☆ [7.25]

#♔. visage. ／ i am the queens and kings you bow to. i am the name written on your grave. #eye contact //

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❝ You stood no chance. With the bite of a shark, a dragon of ice shall sink beneath the waves. ❞

--- TIER HARRIBEL OF THE SERIES BLEACH.

as told by JOVIS.

#♔. out of character. ／ bird of hermes. #♔. self promotion. ／ eyes of a hunter.

[huntiburon]

Louise Glück, from "Afterword" in Faithful and Virtuous Night: Poems

#♔. musing. ／ watch as i destroy you.

[huntiburon]

HEADCANON : TIER'S THOUGHTS ON HERSELF.

Tier has a habit of ... dehumanizing herself. She wants to be seen solely as a King for her people, weapon next. She cannot allow herself to become weak when so much lies on her shoulder, so she is often uses to being "a lethal weapon" when she thinks of herself. If she starts feeling any other emotion that is negative, she has trained her mind to go into a small and quite blank. Tier does not allow herself to feel anything because the last thing she felt was rage, and that was when Aizen betrayed and scarred her body.

Also, fun fact about my Tier; She got healed enough to recover, but she does NOT allow the scars Aizen gave her to heal fully. It's a noose around her neck for her crimes.

The quote I would like to say that sums up Tier is from Hellsing Ultimate, Father Anderson's words when he stabbed himself with the nail.

❝ I want nothing more than to be a bayonet; A bayonet wielded by the hand of God. ❞

#♔. out of character. ／ bird of hermes. #♔. headcanon. ／ memories lost in a tidal wave.

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WAR WAS DRIVEN BY RAMPAGE AND DESPAIR. How many lives had already become to rot between the slain and the slaughtered? [ For the sake of their leader, their God and Messiah. ] Tier could come to understand such devotion, having it once herself to her former master. Now, she stands alone with power limited unless it was used for the benefit of the Quincies.

She was only ever a weapon to others, or a shield at best. Something the beauty and beast had now come accustom to. [ Ah, but it is rude to be silent when she had offered genuine emotion. ] Unlike the others that despised or were disgusted by her, the woman before her seemed invested. That would have been unsettling if she wasn't already use to being examined as a potential key in war.

Her bow was given a bow of her own head, making sure the one who spoke knew her words had been heard. ❝ I have suffered worse. ❞ The torture of an angel hardly felt as raw and driven as the discarding of God. ❝ I am simply to do what is ordered of me; --- Nothing more or less, until my fraccions are safe. ❞ Her question brought a small hum, teal eyes emotionless. ❝ Harribel. ❞ Tier finally confirmed as she crosses her arms under bosom. ❝ Is there a title I should refer to you as? ❞

ㅤAN ORDER FROM HER SUPERIOR COMMANDED HER . so , she stands , attentive , staring . she can feel the rush of power from the other from here ------ even if it was dulled , her sword nestled away under consfication . the dark machinations of her kapitaen were not enough to kill her ... or , quilge showed her a rare mercy . neither of which the man was known for . irys didn't know for sure . either way , the woman was still standing .ㅤ" impressive , "ㅤshe says under her breath , glancing over tier .

ㅤso this was the third espada , the king of hueco mundo herself . a force within her that could suffocate as water , unrelenting , resolved . even stronger than her own capabilities , something irys spent centuries finely honing . perhaps , even stronger than her own kapitaen's ...

ㅤ" it is an honor to finally meet you . I am Irys ------ jaegerin to jagdarmee eins . I know not what transgressions you've suffered at the hands of my leader , but ... it seems you have recovered already . that's quite remarkable . "ㅤIrys says , bowing slightly in return .ㅤ" forgive me , but , what do you prefer I call you ? "

#soulwrought #♔. in character. ／ the shark king. #♔. verse iii. ／ here i stand; hopeless and left for dead. #[ THIS IS GONNA BE SO MUCH FUN ] #[ Just these two kings working to bring down the corrupt :> teehee girl power! ]