#Ginhitsu

[cestlavie214]

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[korinoryuu]

@domininm​ Cont’d from here

     “...You have got to be kidding me.” He huffed exasperated by Gin’s antics but not all too surprised by it. Clearly the creepy, snake of a man hadn’t changed one bit and yet... underneath it all he felt good seeing him again finally. He probably wouldn’t ever admit to seeking him out specifically, but he had nonetheless.

     “Ichimaru, you know full well who I am, so quit calling me a little boy!” He tells him with a grumble and folded arms. “I just came by because it has been a long time and... yeah I wanted to say hello.”

[thatrainbowangst]

You know when you get into a fandom and you look at two characters and you think ‘I wonder if they’re a ship’. Then you look it up out of pure curiosity and find out it is a ship. That’s how you start shipping it and you don’t realize what you’ve just done. As you fall farther and farther down the pit you just dug yourself and then you realize ‘What the fuck did I just do?’

[neko-ichigokurosaki]

Story Time~! <3

[gungnirburstremade-blog]

TOO. CUTE.

[thatrainbowangst]

You ever have this ship that you don't particularly like, but you have nothing against it? And you keep seeing art for it. And it's adorable. And then you consider the ship for sometime. Then you start shipping it yourself. Then you think 'Wtf happened?'

[grinreapxr-blog]

A sketchy gift drawn for the-silence-of-shadows!!

Hope you like it! I'm looking forward to future rp's with you!

[shenanigavins]

[miaki-san]

Artiste : きくも

[frozen-ice-taichou-blog]

[shenanigavins]

[bleachedwhitegoddessofyaoi]

Facere Sicut Ordinis (Do As I Command) teaser No. 2

Soft, light footsteps echoed through the cold, heavy air of the lower levels of the old palace.  Moonlight streamed through the gaping holes in the stone walls, bleaching everything a pale silver-white. Up ahead a carefully sculpted pillar of ice glistened in the dim whiteish light, encircled by a fierce dragon made of the same material.

 He stepped up to the construct without a word, dark clothes swirling around him, adding to the aura of mystery and despair that followed him. A deep, resounding growl echoed through the silence as his bare fingers glided across the ice, and the dragon’s head lifted, his eyes glowing like twin red stars out of the darkness.

 “Easy, easy, Hyourinmaru. ‘S just me. ‘S just Gin.”

The dragon’s eyes narrowed, and then its harsh gaze softened and it returned to its dormant state, curled around the ice spire. Gin let out a long sigh, pressing his palm to the blue tinted ice, gazing at the slight figure of the white haired boy trapped inside it.

 “’Shiro-chan . . . . I miss ya. ‘ow long ‘re ya plannin’ on sleepin’ in der?” he murmured. “Dis’ world’s goin’ crazy . . . . I’m goin’ crazy without ya . . . .” he murmured, touching his forehead to the slick, smooth, yet frigid surface for a few seconds.  “Did ya ever spare a thought towards me, Shiro-chan? ‘ow I might ‘ave felt if I knew ya were goin’ ta do dis’?” the white-haired assassin continued speaking, the anguish he’d buried in the depths of his heart rising up in his chest.

 He smiled bitterly, “I suppose ya did . . . but I get that ya didn’ ‘ave a lot a time to think dis through . . . . Still . . . even if we’re ‘part like dis . . . I’m still glad that you ain’t in Aizen’s ‘ands . . . or dead. I really woulda died then . . . if I lost ya fer good.” Gin sighed again, this time smiling a little, “I ‘ear that the resistance is gettin’ ready to make der move . . . . Maybe I will see ya soon. If . . . dey can bring Aizen down, ya know? Dunno if they’ll be able to . . . but dey did take Aizen’s future-seer from ‘im, and that beast, Grimmjow, ‘e’s back, and more dangerous than ever, and get dis’, ‘e’s workin’ with the rebels. Aizen’s gonna ‘ave a ‘ard time fightin’ dem.”

The silver haired assassin’s expression grew grim once more, “But as long as Aizen ‘as Ichigo with ‘im . . . I dun know if anyone can stop ‘im . . . Even Grimmjow . . . .”

 He gazed deeply into the ice, where his beloved was suspended in time, frozen, appearing as though only sleeping, encased in the never-melting ice, out of his reach and unable to respond to him. “Tell me what I should do, ‘Shiro-chan . . . . What should I do ta get ya back . . . ?” he whispered, “I miss ya so damn much . . . sometimes I can’t breathe . . . . I love ya, ‘Shiro-chan . . . . Please come back ta me . . . .”

((Same thing as the below teaser. If you want the real fic, reblog or like. Please and thank you~!))