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❝ 𝘜𝘛𝘚𝘜𝘚𝘜——
魂玻璃 ❞

tamashihari.bsky.social
He doesn’t even flinch. This is like the sixth or seventh time he’s needed limb reattachment anyway.

“Show me. Does it kill anything?”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He doesn’t flinch or wince or pay any real mind to the re-attachment of his hand. It’s not the first time it’s been lopped off.

“Any new projects?”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He quietly sits up, arm extended with the severed end of his wrist pointing towards the stumpy end of his arm. “They’re fun to play with. They think they’re so important… and I prove them wrong.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He shakes his head. “Nah. ‘Sides more rejects to dispose of.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He hesitates for a moment. “I mean… my hand ain’t on right…”
tamashihari.bsky.social
I’m so booooooored I wanna 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙞𝙞𝙞𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙣𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙜𝙜𝙜…….
tamashihari.bsky.social
Staring at him upside-down from atop one of his lab tables. “Why you mavin’ that face?”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He winces at the needles shoved into the end of his stumpy former hand. “If you think we feel things when they’re dismembered, we don’t.” So. 𝙊𝙬.
tamashihari.bsky.social
He frowns, shrugging one shoulder. “Ain’t a Hollow. It’s probably that.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He sighs and nuzzles back, eyes fluttering closed as he practically curls into the Pantera’s lap. He’s spent all day in his tests with Aizen…

And all he knows is that 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖 will keep him safe.
sextapantera.bsky.social
“ Mi amor . . . ”

Nuzzling his cheek against the other’s . His most intimate gesture .
tamashihari.bsky.social
Biting his shoulder back. “Pantera…”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He huffs. “No…” Which isn’t exactly true but the few liquors the Arrancar have are different for the Shinigami here.
tamashihari.bsky.social
Without a second’s hesitation he swings the blade down on his hand—

—and the limb is hacked off with a sickening 𝙏𝙃𝙒𝙊𝙋!
tamashihari.bsky.social
He nods… then stops. “You’ll put it back on, yeah?”
tamashihari.bsky.social
“Mm.” His universal answer for things he doesn’t quite understand. “Well… stay.”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
ㅤ' ... because i remember what that was like. '

and though harpy boys, were more prized than girls - she'd not uphold that tradition. she'd not lift one child higher, simply by the way they formed and hatched.

ㅤ' i will not give them anything less than what they deserve. '
tamashihari.bsky.social
He tilts his head to the side. She won’t love the stronger one—the one more likely to live—more…?

“… Why?”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He tilts his head to the side. She won’t love the stronger one—the one more likely to live—more…?

“… Why?”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' They will not be abandoned, or shunned, or raised by another woman. Even if they're not identical, I will love them the same.'
tamashihari.bsky.social
“Equality doesn’t exist. There is always someone or something stronger.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
“Equality doesn’t exist. There is always someone or something stronger.”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' No.'

Not if she could help it. Asteria whines, Celeste quick to tend.

' They'll be equals. I could never do, what was done to me. '
tamashihari.bsky.social
He nods once. He doesn’t despair her for her choice. In his eyes, she made the correct choice. She proved her worth to live by winning.

“Mm. Will these two fight then?”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He nods once. He doesn’t despair her for her choice. In his eyes, she made the correct choice. She proved her worth to live by winning.

“Mm. Will these two fight then?”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' ... What some deem mercy, others deem evil. I don't ... agree, but I understand. This world is cruel, and terrifying ... so much like home. '

Fingers curl into light fists.

' ... it was either him, or me. our parents... chose him. I was dying. it wasn't what I wanted...'
tamashihari.bsky.social
Oh. He blinks once. “I wanted to spare them. My sisters. They would not have survived their first Hollow. Better my blade than a mindless killer. But everyone calls me the mindless killer for doing it.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
Oh. He blinks once. “I wanted to spare them. My sisters. They would not have survived their first Hollow. Better my blade than a mindless killer. But everyone calls me the mindless killer for doing it.”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
She swallows thickly, claws moving to rest atop flat, wooden slat, digits curling in some mild anxiety.

She hated thinking about it.
She could still hear that wet, vile crunch of his skeleton collapsing in.

' ... as did I. I needed - wanted- to survive... more than anything..'
tamashihari.bsky.social
He nods quietly. “I had little sisters. But I killed them.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He nods quietly. “I had little sisters. But I killed them.”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' ..A boy. Which is... almost painfully humorous. I had a brother once, too.

But, I don't now... so, I worry.'

Too much, she could not admit.
tamashihari.bsky.social
He shrugs. “What are they?”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' ... I'm trying. Her and her soon to be sibling.. I'm trying.

I'm... appreciative. Tired, but appreciative. '
tamashihari.bsky.social
He shrugs. His view of the world and how it turns is very different.

“Give that hatchling a chance. Stay here.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
He shrugs. His view of the world and how it turns is very different.

“Give that hatchling a chance. Stay here.”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' ... suffering, did not make me strong. it made me afraid to sleep. unable to eat. unable to trust. much of that Is better, than it was, but still... shows itself. '

her head bows, sigh expelled tempered. even.

'I'm made of different mettle, I suppose. '
tamashihari.bsky.social
“Suffering builds strength. Strength is the only thing worth measuring in life. Separates the living from the dead.”

He nods to the thing she has tucked in safe, kept warm. “Can’t prove your strength if you don’t live long enough to try.”
tamashihari.bsky.social
“Suffering builds strength. Strength is the only thing worth measuring in life. Separates the living from the dead.”

He nods to the thing she has tucked in safe, kept warm. “Can’t prove your strength if you don’t live long enough to try.”
mikrotercs.bsky.social
' ... I'm sorry to hear that ... '

In a way, she understood. However, as deep in the well of sadness she had been in, she'd rather not dwell.

' I don't think anyone should have to suffer ... there's just ... solutions, in most cases... I'd like to think, anyway. '
tamashihari.bsky.social
“Not even my home.” He shrugs. “They use that thing like shackles. They weaken me, then give me comfort for the suffering they caused. I’d rather suffer.”