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missing you, but not tragically———tenderly. i miss you softly, like jasmine or the rain.
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"I'll keep on livin', so I can keep takin' care of ya..."
Her friends already knew this... but she wants to say it out loud. For those that doubted why she continues to obstinately stay alive. Even if her friends have moved to other places- they are happy. And they deserve this happiness. She is glad that she is able to witness this.
Maybe this is why she continues to live. To see new things in her life. To see them enjoying it. To see them giddy with smiles after all the horror they have endured.
It is good to be here for them.
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"Happy birthday, Shinji. Hope yer bones ain't creakin'."
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“So what happens if you let go of your hatred? What purpose does it serve you?”

"Ya really wanna know?"
Well, it was not a secret any longer.
"My anger stops me from being used again. If I keep the ones that hurt me far away, then it means I won't be used. The purpose is 'ta protect my friends."
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// ooc.
Dear bleachrp, I don't want to gatekeep. Honestly, I believe tumblr isa great platform for rp - but right now, the most active accounts for a bleach community is on twitter rp.
I have made an account there, so if you want active bleach rps with dynamic rping (I know the character limit sucks), please join me
https://x.com/snugglytooth
I will be happy to interact there & on my discord. c:
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Want: Cuddles
Receives: Struggles
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// with @hiyorisarugaki
I just love the running gag that because of Uryu’s misunderstanding, Hiyori’s the official leader of the Vizard and (my) Shinji’s really the errand boy or mascot.
Everyone just plays along because it’s funny, and Shinji just looks like an idiot trying to get his authority back. They call her ‘boss lady’ and just redirect errands they don’t want to do to Shinji who gets a lot of calls while he’s trying to do serious Captain things. When Hiyori does Shinji a work favour? It’s because he messed up in the first place, lmao.
Even (my) Urahara treats her like an equal business partner, though he actually doesn’t have to pretend to haha. He still feels a little guilt over sending her to get hollowfied.
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Oh no! A zombie rage! He's going to eat the small blonde. "Brraaaain..."
RUNNING THE HELL AWAY ! !
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Of course I was into music much before jazz was born.
Byakuya surprised that Shinji has such good knowledge about traditional Japanese music.
Illustration from my random fic that probably never would be written down hihi.
Basically Byakuya making a little party in a Cherry Room in Kuchiki Mansion. In this AU Izuru is dating Hyori <3
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Well, turnabout's fair play! She'd spoiled the Shōten with treats on Valentine's day, and now it's Kisuke's obligation—nay, joy—to reciprocate. He's here with a tiny heart-shaped box no larger than his hands—but it's more than meets the eye, because once containment is breached, she'll be overwhelmed by his special Self-Puffing Marshmallows of Spectacular Size! Or... so he hopes.
She’s back from a bath, placing her little duckies and containers to the side as she steps into her indoor warehouse sandals… when she smells that particular shinigami. Kisuke already had special permission to enter their barrier in the warehouse, so when he steps inside, they aren’t surprised to see him.
Love and Hachi both greet Kisuke respectfully- as they are prone to do when the person who saved their lives as here. And a former captain… even if it was a long time ago. But it does not mean people stop holding the title if things were beyond their control.
Hiyori glances curiously at the heart-shaped box.
“E-eh?” She blinks, feeling her cheeks turn pink. She takes the little box. “Is this for White Day?”
For him to come all this way… now she felt a tad bit special (even if the box was tiny). The petite vizard opens the box, to see the marshmallows. As soon as a tiny breath of her reiatsu was delivered, they started puffing up - getting b i g g e r !
She starts to laugh, jumping up to stuff three into Kisuke’s mouth.
“Geez, when did ya make yer suffocatin’ candy?”
She also smiles- a thank you in his direction.
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He felt the tainted energy before he could ever lay eyes on the petite blonde. When he finally did spot her, there on the road walking towards him, Ryuuken suppressed a sigh and dug out a cigarette instead. "What do you want?"
Hiyori had no idea this was the man she would run into during the worst time of her life. She knows her nerves are regenerating around her midsection and sometimes… this causes her pain and weakness. Even now. She scowls moodily, but the effect of her glower is completely gone. She is pale and sweating under her jacket.
She has zipped it up, but even now, she is bleeding through. Bloody handprints smear the wall that she’s been holding up for support.
What does she want? A lot of things… honestly.
Her friends. A nice bath. Hachi back to heal her… the last five months where she hadn’t rejected medically trained shinigami because of her ego.
Shiiiit. She cannot believe it’s the quincy that finds her like this.
“Hah… Aizen’s severed head on a plate…” her reply is grim, but it makes her feel a tiny bit better.
"'S not a good time, baldy."
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It’s white day.
Maybe I should do things in reverse and send the ones I love chocolate…
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Sometimes I look at this idiot and remember he eventually becomes a father. This guy. This idiot. Becomes a dad. I'm on the ground dead ya'll.
But best believe he's the best dad ever though.
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Here's a Yachiru! Coming in all...not sneaky at all. But she's offering full-size Snickers bars to Hiyori!
Hiyori is not complaining about the snickers nor Yachiru. She was a rather cute shinigami - but insanely annoying. This girl did not have a pause (or mute) button on her.
But... she was very much like Mashiro. That's why, she could never really dislike her as much as the other shinigami.
"Where'd ya get the sweets from?"
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Hard working... beautiful?
"Good 'ta see yer eyes are workin' well," she mutters, trying to puff out her chest and take it all in stride.
But honestly, she was not immune to his charms. Also she is weak to praise.
"I... uhh.. thanks." She looks blankly at the beautiful, delicate object. Her small hands around the stem and then glanced back up at the white haired captain. Red suited him. He was pale and pretty...
"Are ya allowed 'ta be walking around so much?"
❝ it is the day to appreciate hard-working and beautiful women i was told. so this morning i organized for the roses in my garden to be cut and now i'm going around and every woman that i see - as i believe all of you are hard-working and beautiful - gets a rose.♥ ❞
he was already sorry for those who didn't get one.
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@despairforme continued.
HAH? Did she seriously think SHE had the biggest Zanpakuto? What a fucking joke. Nnoitra arched his brow, before his expression turned smug, big teeth peeking out. He was one of the only Arrancar who walked around with his Zanpakuto drawn at all times. He couldn't exactly put Santa Teresa away. Back when he'd been the Octavo, he'd been able to wear his Zanpakuto on his back, but after he became the Quinto, and Santa Teresa doubled in size? That was no longer possible. His only option was to always carry his weapon, dragging it along and creating a trade-mark trail behind him, be it in the sand or in the stone of Las Noches.
She'd requested to see his weapon, and so he'd show her. He was briefly tempted to whip his dick out, just for fun - it was a good opportunity for that, but in the end he was too proud of Santa Teresa to make a joke right now. He swung the giant ax-like weapon around, placing it in front of the TINY chick. Santa Teresa was ENORMOUS. Taller than even Nnoitra himself, and oh so heavy. When Nnoitra thrust it into the ground to make it stand on display, a cloud of dust was kicked up. He grinned.
❝ Yeah, it's pretty big. ❞ Bigger than hers, for sure - even though she DID have a big one.
-x-
Nnoitra’s smile should be eerie. All straight, even teeth. It looks more like a frown than a smile… and yet… it was so familiar. Hiyori could just about make it out as she stared at the former Espada. Former… current? Did it even matter? These rankings were given by Aizen and may be a sincere reflection of their power at that time… but things have changed.
She has also been frequenting Hueco Mundo as of late. Not for picnics, but to find different energy signatures, to collect data for Kisuke on attacks, cero patterns – there was so much to learn. So many things that were not open to them before. In a way, it seems Kisuke was delighted by the way Aizen had shook things up over there. Arrancar, Vaste Lord… so many things…
And… their weapons. Santa Teresa was big and beautiful. The way its metal curved and bent into conjoined twins. She covered her nose and mouth just in time, squinting through the cloud of dust it raised… and finally settles at her sandalled feet. It was much bigger than even she had anticipated. Bigger than Tiburon, bigger than most bankai. Judging by sight alone, it was coated in dense black metal, like osmium but part hollow. A soul fused through it… similar to an asauchi…
“Geez - yer not the type ‘ta tone shit down huh?” But she did look impressed. It was not just the unique shape, but it was the linked chains as well. He could use any part of his weapon. It didn’t really have a proper hilt and it didn't seem to bother him.
“Yer blade is good… gaps are big though. Ya gotta swing it across rather than through… ”she notes the large concave curve and grins. “Yer arms are so skinny but ya can move it around like its light."
She slides her own out of its sheathe, the little heart shaped tsuba looking ridiculous against the massive Santa Teresa.
"Let's see - Chop Cleanly, Kubikiri Orochi."
With the command, it was released. A Large, serrated knife twice as tall and about as wide as its petite owner.
Kubikiri Orochi was bigger than most Zanpakuto, but obviously did not match Santa Teresa.
"Why is yers so big..." she pouts.
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daylight savings
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