There wasn’t really any EASY way of doing this. With somewhat of a bitter humor, Muramasa wondered if he would ever be faced with anything that could be deemed ‘ simple ‘. Just because something was difficult was not an excuse to shy away though. He had never been a coward, and he wasn’t about to start now. If he was going to find the incarnation of his master and face him again - he wished to be BETTER than he had been. Not USELESS. Not worthless. If he was going to hold any sort of pride within himself, he had to better himself first. Since everything he had ever done in his life had been a mistake or a failure, this whole task of becoming ‘ better ‘ shouldn’t be so difficult. When the starting point was pretty much just above zero.
He wanted to pay his debts. There were a few people he OWED something. Kurosaki Ichigo. Kuchiki Byakuya. Senbonzakura. And - this woman. He had never learned her name, or if he had, he had forgotten it, since they had only briefly met on the WORST day of his life. Thinking back was almost too painful, but he did remember her kindness. She had healed his injuries, and had she not done so... Well, one could only guess. He knew he had not been grateful at the time, mostly because of what she had said to him. She had SEEN his sadness. A sorrow he was hiding from everyone - even himself. Having a stranger see right through him had frightened him. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to move forward until he had paid her back. He owed her his life after all.
For a while, he had been watching her, making sure to stay out of sight. He was trying to think of the best way to approach her and offer his services. A part of him ( a darker part ) had almost wished she would get into some kind of danger. So that he could quickly save her and be done with it. But, nothing happened to her. She was on her way home from a shop now, some groceries in a bag in her hand. She would pass the spot where he was hiding soon, so if he wanted to approach her - he would have to do it now. Drawing in a deep breath, he stepped out from the shadows. Not suddenly, and there was still plenty of distance between them. He didn’t wish to frighten her. Straightening himself up, he looked at her.
❝ I don’t know if you remember me. ❞
starter call ; @bindhearts .
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❝ Because family is forever. ❞ / for yuzu !
okay, so maybe yuzu is feeling a bit glum. ichigo seems to withdraw farther into some weird, solitary state whenever he even bothers to eat dinner with them. while he’s assuming that it has to do with the soul society business that urahara had explained, or the recent uptick in hollows, or maybe just schoolwork, worried expression betrays that he is too sure that it is a result of something that HE has done wrong. it’s at karin’s half hearted suggestion ( because she doesn’t seem to care, she’s too busy with soccer practice and hanging out with her friends at the park ) that her twin had sought out orihime.
“ you’re right ! ” he chirps, former frown pulling into a smile that is not unlike the soft grin of his mother. it is the face that makes isshin force a sad chuckle because everything about it reveals that yuzu is truly masaki’s child. orihime, with just a few words and a listening ear, has laid his worries to rest.
it’s gotten late, and yuzu looks at the slow descent of the sun. it paints orange across the horizon, a picture that would be absolutely beautiful if not for the fact that he should be getting home to start dinner. “ thank you, inoue - san. i’m really glad that you heard me out ... um, i’m sorry for keeping you so long. i’m REALLY glad that my brother has a friend like you !! ”
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𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
@bindhearts asked: “ i'm here for you. “
"𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆." 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒆 but they’re no less commanding. Genuine in their utterance && fully aware that she’s merely winded. For even she is susceptible of being caught from her guard. Pivoting on underestimation && ignorance, a lethal point to ever be snagged across. But even so, she presses on && corrects her posture. The beast beyond looses its tongue beyond grand maw && looks upon a presumed feast. && yet she is not afraid. Undeterred by the menacing snarl && foul stench of hunger pluming through the air like rotting potpourri. The blade’s grip that faltered tightens once more && to her feet does she rise. For she is war-born && battle-bred. The bones within pallid flesh have long since been conditioned by tumultuous waves of chaos && the unrelenting current of warring perpetuity. It’s all the same. Another fight, another target. && she’ll be damned to become naught but a meal to twisted vision beyond her. So she presses on.
She presses on.
Like she always has.
Fortified footfalls carry her to stand just beyond the younger woman with brows furrowed in tow. Her jaw is set, mandible hardened in the readiness that wills itself through flesh && skirts into existence via scoff erupting of lungs.
“Look after the others.” Saber amidst grip carves through the air in arcing crescent to further ensure the security of her grasp && uptake commanding stance. Her presence demands && her soul yields to none. Opposite extremity is held aloft && her eyes seemingly darken like a storm battering the coast. Every wave of uncertainty has lulled to naught under the actuality of her sturdiness.
“I’m not gonna miss twice.”
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@bindhearts asked: “ you don’t have to deal with this alone. ”
The warrior had always tended to keep to herself when dealing with a bit of a shock of sorts. Nonetheless, she was surprised to see Orihime. Tending to her hand, she chuckled a bit.
“I know. I’ve been lucky to have many friends and it seems I’ve gained another with you, haven’t I?”
The injury would mend on it’s own but Fang remained relaxed allowing the other to come closer if she wished.
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CO IS PROUDLY RECOUNTING the most thrilling moments in nba history to her, chest puffing up a bit as his voice gets a little more excited. finally! someone else besides his teammates that’s willing to listen. emery is a theatre kid, and unlike his brother, is less apt to the physical side of things. aside from running the dog around, the occasional hike, and a beach trip —— ?? emery isn’t the type to throw the ball around, or hear about it much. a difference between supportive & interested.
❝ so it’s basically like the greatest moment of all time. ❞ he finishes with a bit of lazy gusto, falling back into a more relaxed state of being. co then suggests, ❝ hey, you wanna go out and get, like, a coffee or something? maybe a smoothie? it’s so nice out. ❞ / @bindhearts
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where do you go when you close your eyes ?
blood.
wash the blood off the bone, drain it into the bowl. rinse, repeat. rinse, repeat. the bowl is full now, and you still aren't allowed to eat the meat. are you supposed to drink the water, stained crimson with blood? your lips sing at the sight of moisture, but something inside you tells you it's wrong to drink it. it's the same way when you go back to school. everyone looks at you like a martyr, a messiah, a heathen. you could save them, but are you really what they want?
tagging: @gainsborro @fateguardian @bindhearts @herzessen @neversoldier
@shardheir @shibuyacrossed @battleshot @painsrequiem + you !
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* ❝ found family dynamic
THE PROTECTOR .
it does not require much for you to take someone under your wing. you have a knack for seeing the best in others and rooting for them, and they look up to you in turn. they feel that you are safe to go to in times of chaos or strife, and are calmed by your presence. you take extra measures to make sure everyone feels supported. things that others might not even consider, you have already likely accounted for.
in most scenarios, you are "the leader." your struggles tend to come from your desire to provide things to others. you want to give, to see those you love happy, to make wherever you are a place of comfort. your failures hit you hard because you see this as your responsibility, and you hate to let people down. ...okay, yes, there's no avoiding it: this is the parent big sibling friend.
tagged by: @viivyre thanks grim!
tagging: @zelotae @bonescribes @bindhearts @bloodcraved @etrefurieuse @dcvorakk
@swordrisen @miburoni @kaerou @solsend @gainsborro @gamenu + you.
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♡ BINDHEARTS is an independent , private , & highly selective roleplay blog for the character ORIHIME INOUE from the manga / anime BLEACH. this blog is medium activity & portrayal is based upon personal headcanons canon divergent points ( i do not follow the ending for the series ). personal blogs do not interact , please read guidelines before following and / or interacting.
mun : my name is rhen. i use she and her pronouns , i am twenty six, and live on the west coast of the united states. i'm a mother to four tiny humans , married , & studying elementary / special education.
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deadhart : an independent, private, & highly selective blog for LENORE of netflix's CASTLEVANIA series. this blog is both canon divergent & head canon based. please ensure to read guidelines BEFORE following and / or interacting with this blog.
MUN : hello ! my name is rhen. i am twenty six, use she & her pronouns and operate this blog on a pacific standard time zone. this blog is considered low activity. i can also be found at @saphyrus or @bindhearts.
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‘ time for bed, sleepyhead. come on, i’ve got you. ’ / yuzu !
limbs heavy with exhaustion, yuzu is slumped over and silent on the couch. he stirs as the older girl helps him up, still half asleep but mostly conscious. hands form fists to furiously rub at the sleep keeping his eyes half shut, which squint at orihime as if trying to recall where he is. “ ah ... did i fall asleep ? ” sheepish, his cheeks go pink with embarrassment.
while taking on the chores of the kurosaki household was his own decision, cleaning and cooking for a family of four alongside schoolwork is undoubtedly exhausting. thinking about this makes yuzu START with a sudden realization, as if struck by lightning.
“ did i forget to make dinner ? oh no ... i hope karin - chan and father were able to eat. ”
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@bindhearts asked: “ you wanna talk about it? ”
Fang found herself settled out away from the cold of the rain that fell. The weather had old aches become much more noticeable for her. Seated under a roof of sorts, she blinked before hearing the other woman speak up. It took her a moment to realize Orihime had meant her.
"I'll be all right. Rain often gets some old war wounds to flare up now and then. I don't mind rain except for that problem of mine."
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what form would your daemon take?
WOLF.
Your daemon would take the form of a wild dog! Those who have wild dog daemons are rebellious and reject social conventions, often going through life as a "lone wolf" or deeply bonding to those like them. They value freedom and will defend that right tooth and nail, deeply committed to their own ideals.
tagged by: @zelotae thanks goob
tagging: @bonescribes ( everyone ) @vulpesse @miburoni @gainsborro @viivyre (el and arturia?) @bloodcraved @sunpierce @hercbled @dcvorakk @storyteller-prince @infernalisbestia @swordrisen @herzessen @sheyearns @bindhearts @mythosa + you yes you go off with animal motifs.
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Are your icons 90x90?
ooc; depends some of them are, some aren't. I'm in a process of changing all my icons. It takes time but I'm trying to make them like this and use this awesome frame made by @bindhearts. Sorry if it bothers you! I'm trying to make all them equal :3
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