#˒ *･ﾟ⨯ ( answered ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ.

[skysaunter]

@unwaivering 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 :: With some convincing and maybe some pleading on her part, Violet was sitting in Dex's Dinner practically humming with excitement. Though she was not really showing it. Her shades were covering her blue eyes and she was tapping a gloved hand on the table as she waited. Anakin should be here. That's what Kenobi told her. Glancing at the watch on her wrist, she was sure she had the right timing.

              𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 ,  swiftly followed by the suspicion that this young woman, violet or whatever her name was, might be slightly delusional—just a tad.  as rex and ahsoka had so kindly put it, violet likely fell into the extensive category of anakin skywalker’s many, many fans, and this calculated claim of kinship was a means to stand out amongst a sea of nameless faces, all vying for a scrap of attention from the  𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑶 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑵𝑶 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹.

it was a scenario not too challenging to fathom, given that most ‘fans’ were ordinary citizens who felt a profound debt to their saviors and expressed gratitude through generous donations of credits or resources to the grand army of the republic—an act of benevolence anakin found admirable.  peculiar individuals of the less normal variety, however, like those who rushed to mob him on the streets, seemingly oblivious to basic concepts such as personal space, approached appreciation in the most unorthodox of ways, to say the least.

the latest debacle had featured a rather zealous fanatic who claimed obi-wan kenobi had been harboring a secret family, and it was they who had given birth to all eight of kenobi’s children.  of course, the whole thing had been an absurd fabrication from the outset, but that didn’t stop the media from descending into a complete frenzy over the potential scandal.

it made sense, in a sad, terrible way, why people detached from reality, sedating themselves with parasocial delusions whilst wars raged on across the galaxy.                but then last night happened, and the entire world flipped on its head.  after hammering out a litany of overdue reports together, obi-wan admitted there could be truth to the claim, acknowledging a brief encounter with…

              𝚅𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚄𝙻𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙴.   the force, ever-responsive to its beloved child, revealed the contours of her presence—the feathery edges of her mind, an indistinct amalgamation of excitement, unease, and anxiety—seated alone in a booth farthest from the entrance of dex’s diner.  the force was a leaden weight on his shoulders as he approached, an irrefutable echo of breath and blood that he consciously set aside.

❝so, you’re the mysterious sister i never knew i had.❞ anakin blinked, pushed back his hood, then slid into the booth opposite his alleged sister, raising an inquisitive brow.

❝well, this is a surprise—and a lot to take in… just hope you’re not here to pull one over on me.  dex doesn’t take kindly to troublemakers, and he really hates it when customers break his plates.❞

[dethberri]

@nobleseas​​ asked: hello im just here to scream at you for a second but are you THAT ichigo that i've talked with so long ago who went on a deathly long hiatus because of something happening in Hong Kong ?? who also had a grimmjow blog that role-played with my ichigo one ??

uh yes hello i am from hong kong and idk who you aRE BUT YOU’RE SUDDENLY MAKING MY HEART SKIP

[skysaunter]

𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍: Hey Anakin have you been called attractive before? Like… to your face?

    𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝚁𝚄𝙽𝙴𝚃 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚁𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝙰 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚆 , his simper bordering too close to a smirk.

❝you don't find me handsome?❞

[skysaunter]

@prodijedi 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 :: ❝ I only want to make it stop. ❞ [ VADER ]

              ❝𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙸𝙶𝚄𝙸𝚃𝚈, 𝙳𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚄.   if you’re testing my patience, it’s wearing thin.  if you have come here intending to kill me, then you are more foolish than i thought.❞

with his back to the count, vader stood rigid, gloved hands clasped behind him as he stared beyond the viewport, where dense traffic fell against the backdrop of a glittering cityscape.  ❝my empire, in a solitary year, has wrought more good for the galaxy than the republic managed in decades.❞

[skysaunter]

tag dump!

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  ch.  (  anakin  ) ◞  ⎸  ɪ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ɪs ᴄʀᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  visage.  (  anakin  ) ◞  ⎸  ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴇsᴛ ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ.

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  ch.  (  vader  ) ◞  ⎸  ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏᴇʀ: ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs‚ ᴍᴀʏʜᴇᴍ‚ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  visage.  (  vader  ) ◞  ⎸  ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ‚ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs.

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  ch.  (  luke  ) ◞  ⎸  ᴍʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪs ᴍɪɴᴇ; ɪ sʜᴀʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ sᴏғᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  visage.  (  luke  ) ◞  ⎸  ᴅᴀᴡɴ ɪs ʙᴏʀɴ ᴀᴛ ᴍɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ.

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  000 :  (  v main : ɪᴍᴘᴇʀɪᴀʟ  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏ ʙᴀʀɢᴀɪɴs; ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ & ᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴀᴡ.

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  001 :  (  v : TPM  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ‚ ʜᴀʟғ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  002 :  (  v : AOTC  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ—ɪs sᴘʟɪᴛ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  003 :  (  v : TCW  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ʜᴇ ғᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  004 :  (  v : ROTS  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴀs ᴅᴇᴠɪʟs ᴅᴏ—ғᴀʟʟ.

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  005 :  (  v : ANH  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀsʜᴇs. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  006 :  (  v : ESB  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ɪs ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ‚ ʙᴜᴛ ᴜɴʙᴏᴡᴇᴅ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  007 :  (  v : ROTJ  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ɪᴛ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ‚ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ.

˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  tbd  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜʀɴᴇᴅ‚ ᴀs ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇᴅ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  musings  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ғɪɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ‚ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ—ɪɢɴɪᴛᴇ ɪᴛ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  promo  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍs—ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  meme  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜᴏʀɴs & ɪ'ʟʟ sʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀɴᴅs ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  starter  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ɪғ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜᴘᴘᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ—ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪᴛ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  anon  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴘʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇ‚ ᴏʀ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  answered  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  ask  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ—ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜғᴜʟ. ˒ *･ﾟ⨯  (  hc  )   *･ﾟ✧  ⎸ ɪ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇss ᴏғ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ.

[dethberri]

Anonymous asked: i love how much thought you put into ichigo! it’s so amazing to see and hear what you have to say because it makes sense or reminds me of things i’ve forgotten! have you ever heard about this au where ichigo shelters muramasa after his master abandoned him? i think i read something where he didn’t really tell anyone but urahara obviously knew and ichigo uses muramasa to enter aizen’s inner world without having to split his own soul to learn the final getsuga tenshou? ? whenever you’re not busy mind telling us what you think of that? or not! hope you’re doing well & eating! thanks!!! < 3

hello there!!  i’ll admit i’ve been pretty insecure for a number of reasons lately, and i mostly ever dread the thought of receiving an honest opinion regarding my content, especially when i’m not mentally prepared for it, but this is such a wonderful surprise that i’m just ksjfklsdf!!!!!  omg.  thank you sososo very much for taking time out of your day to tell me what you think of my son ♡  i love him to bits 'n pieces; he’s truly darling.

as for your questions… gosh.  to start, i’ll be honest with you: i had no idea who in the world muramasa was until i googled him.  of course, i have seen the anime before, but only all of the canon material because that’s all i care for ( with the exception of the movies and maybe some of the video game lore ) so thank goodness for the wiki lol.  and after reading up on him—wow.  two things: 1) canon lore blasted a massive hole into this filler arc.  2) i think i see how my content might’ve reminded you of this arc.  much of the relationship language is similar to my headcanons for ichigo and zangetsu despite how i’ve always seen them as ‘one’.  it’s really given me a lot to think about, but that’s neither here nor there for the moment.   as for that au!  well, the answer is no, i clearly haven’t lol but there's more to it, given the fact zangetsu’s never reared his head so fast before.   so, uh.,,., what do you mean by ‘shelter’?  as in, ichigo ‘sheltered’ this zanpakutō spirit within his own soul and openly shares his inner world with zangetsu?

[6:05 PM] solo: zangetsu: ’scuse m e [6:05 PM] GreenJacket: weijowejfiofiowejfiowej OMFG

more than a few things come to mind.  mostly questions regarding how exactly this could go on without one of them experiencing some sort of drawback, and what nimaiya would have to say about it all.  also can’t forget zangetsu’s overall displeasure—or should i say shiro and the old man, considering the timeline this takes place in?  yeah… got a lot of thoughts regarding this particular detail that doesn’t actually have anything to do with your question SDKJF  sorry, just thought i might mention!!

ahem.  fair warning: my answer is actually super boring and just me dumbly speculating possibilities bc i lack full context lol

so, muramasa’s ability is interesting to say the least, and before i’d read the wiki more thoroughly and only had a surface-level understanding, i was so confused lmao  i was going over this concept like, ok cool beans with the help and all, but so what if ichigo enters aizen’s inner world??  assuming aizen is present—which i’m certain he would be ( going more with canon aligned logic here ) within seconds after sensing an invasion of his soul—what’s ichigo gonna do in there, except put a megalomaniac’s pride and resolve at stake??  aizen won't be swayed by any argument or attempt at reasoning, and trying to appeal to feelings of loneliness—of which is entirely based off a split-second formed conjecture—just to relate to him would be so far beyond naïve that it’d be full-on dumbassery.

however!  since aizen didn’t actually absorb his zanpakutō until after dangai!ichigo initiated their final battle, that leaves talking to kyōka suigetsu and maybe convincing them to turn on aizen because it’s been supposedly neglected… and then i read marumasu can brainwash zanpakutō and i was like OH.  if they brainwashed kyōka suigetsu and had them turn on aizen so ichigo wouldn’t have to go with the nuclear option—well, that’d be grand.  looks like a piece of old tackle from that point on, and i’m sure most of it would go the same as canon, barring two years of heavy depression over losing his powers…  a boring answer, i know.  ¬ ¬

sighs  idk if you wanted me to talk about this, but man, don’t even get me started on saigo no getsuga tenshō bc i know i must be part of the minority.

i dislike it as much as i begrudgingly accept it with wide open arms.  i want to kick it aside as much as i want to desperately preserve its existence and subsequent impact to the series, including the awful nosedive in popularity.  i dislike it because it was a half-baked deus ex machina, but i ultimately embrace its shitty entirety because ichigo needed to become human again—needed to go back to his roots.  needed the emotional development etc.  i mean, yeah, he was still technically human, but things had changed after the dangai.  it’s why shunsui gave out those soul tickets—and i hate when people say kubo forgot about that shit.  he didn’t forget anything!!  fight me!!!!  jfc  although a bit… ham-fisted in execution, the scene straight up screamed that ichigo, during that specific junction of time, was becoming something more than human.  

EDIT:  excuse me while i smack myself!  not sure if you’ll ever see this, anon, but my apologies, it seems i spoke of these scenes in the wrong order and wasn’t specific enough.  in regard to ‘that junction in time’, i was referring to training with the zero squad, which happens much later in the series.

the point of mentioning the soul ticket scene was to prove that dangai!ichigo had reached reiō status at that point, and to emphasize that it was a definite option and not just a mere possibility.  so, i think it goes without saying having power equal or greater than the power of the reiō ( soul king ) would absolutely mean he can’t go home.  this is backed up by the novel CFYOW ( eu canon ) when hisagi reveals that ichigo becoming the soul king was indeed their plan B, and only a being with all five aspects may take the king’s place.

so very sorry for the confusion.  accidental or not, i seriously hate giving out the wrong information.

dangai!ichigo would’ve never been allowed back home.  not when that was technically his most powerful form, the most powerful out of all the canon power-ups he’s ever had—even more powerful than him at the very end of the series, after his soul had harmonized.  dude was a walking hōgyoku when he faced aizen, what with all five aspects present in his soul, and if there’s anyone who disagrees with me, that’s fine but y’all best sQUARE UP with a good counter argument bc — oh p … ah and here i am rambling again.  whoops.

ah, if this wasn’t the sort of answer you expected.,,. i did my best to give you some of my thoughts ^^;  sorry if they were messy and long lol  i just have a lot of thoughts and feelings ( and severe adhd despite being on medication coughs ), so i tend to be a lost bag of wind regarding my interests lol  anyway, if you're ever curious about anything else regarding my boy, please don’t hesitate to ask, because if i can answer it, i totally will.  i’m always so stoked to talk about him or even just lore stuff!!  it's like my healing therapy lol

thank you again and i hope you’re having a great day/night !!  owo

[dethberri]

. @deivorous​​ asked:

he's juuuuuuuuuuust watching out of the corner of his eye.

                 ❝ 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴? ❞  kurosaki ichigo closed one eye and inspected the colorful bag of sweets he held up with wavering suspicion.  he still wasn’t sure what this morning was about, and the one person he hoped could investigate the many delicious-looking chocolates he’d found heaped on his school desk wasn’t in karakura and wouldn't be for the rest of the afternoon.  damn.  what a waste.  or was it?

❝i got plenty to share,❞ he tacked on, sounding distracted as he twirled the plastic bag around, then abandoned it in favor of shoving a hand into his schoolbag and pulling out a white box tied shut with a brilliant red ribbon.  ichigo brought it up to his ear, shook it ever so slightly, then frowned.  well, it sure didn’t sound like a box of enraged bees.  just what in the hell was keigo so worried about?  surely all of those rumors about bitter students avenging their unrequited love with laxative-spiked chocolates — truly everything ichigo wanted absolutely nothing to do with — were just that.  rumors.

❝actually, will you eat one of these and tell me if you feel like shitting your pants?❞  after a brief pause, ichigo’s head snapped up and he cast the arrancar a look of baffled revelation, as though he recalled something rather important.   ❝wait, cats can’t eat chocolate.  it’s toxic, right?❞

[dethberri]

anonymous asked: Group of Gossiping Freshmen Girls: "Kurosaki-San also looks so grumpy but in a hawt kind of way. I'd totally yet him step on me if he wanted and I'd thank him." "Kinksame." "I wonder if he dyes his hair or is it natural?" "I volunteer as a tribute to find out. Just need to see him naked and we'll know for sure!" "Good luck, he works so he want to hang around in the locker room for you to spy on him!" "Wait, he works?" "Mhm, deliveries?" "Is he a pizza guy? If so I don't paying him in kisses!"

ooc:  in which ichigo ventures off to lecture these little kids.  feat. sado.

                 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙽’𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝙷𝙴’𝙳 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙳 ,  or the way he dressed, or what he did outside of school, and he knew it wouldn’t be the last time, either.  every year was the same.  the gossip would start as soon as their eyes landed on his hair and traveled down, down, down … taking him in to establish, from that point onward, to either hate him or want to befriend him.

kurosaki ichigo had always been tall and lanky, and since the day rukia sent her zanpakutō hurtling into his chest, he’d become tall, lanky, and, well—incredibly fit.  he’d packed on lean but substantial muscle mass, shot up in height, and became what the general student population of karakura high considered ‘wildly attractive’.  and now that he was in his senior year of high school, his bullies had long gone, having graduated or dropped out, and his fights had become infrequent, which inadvertently helped to smooth out his once menacing reputation.  people approached him just to strike up conversation these days, and not because they had to, or because the teacher instructed them to partner up and interact.

for better or worse, kurosaki ichigo had changed a great deal in a very short period of time.

although his fellow fourth-year classmates would still find a bone to pick with him sometimes, there hadn’t been any major fights since the beginning of the school year.  third-year students had grown benign towards him, ignoring his overall presence much like he ignored them.  second-years, the surprisingly rowdy little shits, walked around with a chip on their shoulder, always craving the opportunity to prove themselves, regardless of how.  even so, they didn’t cause him much trouble—at least, not anymore.  not since that time sado had stepped in, coming up behind kurosaki like a portent of inevitable doom having just arrived in the flesh.  those little shits had scattered like roaches, so quick to scurry out of the umbra, they’d missed sado handing ichigo a small juice-box while asking, hey, man, what’s up.

the first-year students?  well, most first-year students tiptoed around him, having learned early on that fucking with kurosaki ichigo wasn’t at all a good idea.  like asking for a complimentary pass to get your ass kicked six ways to sunday.  however, these kids—these girls—were a different story.  their gossip wasn’t the same.  it wasn’t based on hatred or malice, or—or even jealousy.  whatever.  that wasn’t the point.  ichigo simply never understood the concept of physical or verbal bullying, nor the chatter; the rumor mill that had the potential to hurt and demean for pleasure and entertainment sickened him, but… but he could level with these girls.  he understood, in his own way, where they were coming from.  besides, it wasn’t like he never had a crush before.

                 too bad for those girls he still didn’t like them or their frickin’ gossip.

not only was it all around annoying, they chattered about him as if he was oblivious, as if he couldn’t possibly overhear them so long as they stayed out of his sight, therefore, out of his mind.              reality doesn’t work like that, kurosaki thought to himself, before slanting a sidelong glance down the corridor, noting how their boisterous voices died down to squashed whispers…  did they seriously think he couldn’t hear them?  he wasn’t deaf, y’know.

this brand of ignorance was mind-boggling, the way they continued as if he wasn’t standing down the hall with sado, able to catch every punctuated word ricocheting off the walls…  speaking of sado, his best friend appeared rather uncomfortable.  kurosaki lifted an eyebrow in question, no doubt jaded to any and all forms of gossip by now.  though he had to admit, it was loads easier listening to someone drone on about how much they hated him.  what some of these girls would say was—was downright bizarre.      disturbing.

❝i could guard the locker rooms while you change,❞ offered sado, his deep baritone practically muffling the hall for a second, before the noise returned at full blast.

after squashing the near animalistic urge to cuff sado upside the head—he wasn’t even sure if he was tall enough to do that—ichigo regarded him with narrowed eyes, the tips of his ears flushed with color.   ❝uh, thanks, but there’s no need.  they’re just talking shit, sado.  people do it all the time.❞  sado appeared as if he wanted to say more but didn’t, and that irritated ichigo.  like always.  ❝what?❞

❝i was joking.❞

kurosaki slumped against the wall, all the fight draining out of him as blood rushed to his face…  of course, he was joking!  why wouldn’t sado be joking?!  they were just kids — babies compared to them!

❝sorry.  i didn’t think you’d take me so seriously.❞

sado watched him carefully after that.  watched him with that same penetrating gaze that rendered a person transparent.  sado read his best friend like a book, and this was something he knew he could bring up without the concern of genuinely upsetting ichigo.

once the senior recovered his composure and leaned up against the wall again, sado asked,  ❝why?❞

one word.   one word was already more than what they required to communicate a plethora of sentiments, as boundaries between them did not exist.  they were brothers: brothers till the last fight; brothers till the last breath.

ichigo shifted, arms crossing as he switched his foot propped against the wall.  his gaze peered past the windows and beyond.  ❝i don’t remember ever being like… that when i was fourteen.❞  soft brown eyes glimpsed down the hall, then returned to stare out the window.

                   ❝…i wonder if my sisters hang out with reckless girls like them.❞

sado was silent.  although he had no siblings, he understood ichigo’s perspective, as they both carried the weight of that fierce protective instinct for as long as they could remember.  ❝your sisters are smart.❞

ichigo shot him a scowl, his eyes sharp and filled with unspoken indignation, regret, and pride, all mixing into one.  sado thought his eyes looked like sun-chipped amber.

❝hell yeah, of course they are!❞  he huffed, turning his nose up.  ❝yuzu and karin are smart, way smarter than i was at their age.  and with a brother like me – tch, if they ever had questions, i know i’d guide them the right way.❞  ichigo’s proud expression quickly wilted.  ❝that’s only if my old man hasn’t already scared the shit out of them with the ‘birds and the bees’ talk.❞

sado simply stared at him.  stared long enough for ichigo to look up in question, and the longer he said nothing, the more concerned ichigo became.  the answer dawned on him like an icy bucket of water.  ❝sado… tell me you know what i’m talking about.❞  when sado shook his head, ichigo had to grab the wall to keep from falling flat on his face.  ❝s-shit… sado, you serious?  you’ve never had the talk?❞

❝if you’re asking if i understand how intimacy works, i do…❞

kurosaki took a moment to cradle his face in sheer relief.

❝anyway.❞  straightening up, ichigo cleared his throat.  ❝those girls are naïve and up to no good.  they should worry more about their mid-terms next week, not about me.❞

sado peered down the hall, and, much to his surprise, saw the group of girls had closed the distance and now stood gathered hardly a few feet away.  if ichigo noticed, he didn’t show it.  he paid them no mind, going even as far as turning his back to them.

❝ichigo.❞

ichigo craned his neck backward, scowling all the while because they both knew this was stupid.

they both learned long ago, from assholes who enjoyed getting in their faces, the pricks who found inordinate gratification in pushing every single one of their buttons, that avoidance couldn’t—wouldn’t solve anything.

❝you want to become a family practitioner, right?  a doctor.❞

his best friend blinked at him, then dipped his chin, expecting for sado to continue… then, slowly, but surely, kurosaki’s mouth stretched into a wide, knowing grin.

❝heh… thanks, sado.❞  bounding off the wall, the senior stuffed one hand in his pocket and regarded his friend with an infinitely pleased smile.  ❝you just found a solution to my months-long problem.  let’s get kakigōri after school, yeah?  my treat.❞

sado turned to walk down the hallway, one end of his mouth curving up as high-pitched squealing exploded behind him.  ichigo’s greeting followed another wave of delighted cries, and just as he stepped out of the exit, the hall fell into absolute silence as ichigo’s statement echoed loud enough for even sado to pick up:

❝having intimate relations while underage is a dangerous and serious offense in…❞

[dethberri]

anonymous asked: so like where do you find all the backgrounds for your graphics? i been trying to get into making promos & stuff on photoshop but i dont know where to go or who to ask for help.

          hey, you can ask me stuff;  it’s no problem! i’m a digital artist IRL, and a lot of my current work revolves around graphic design, so i actually make all my edits from scratch.  when i’m feeling lost about the way something looks and need to peek at some photo references, i go to google, but that’s about it.  considering most ‘free’ png sites don’t have the licensing for anything they have hosted, and i seriously can’t afford to be slapped with a possible lawsuit ( rp is personal use but i wanna avoid it altogether ), i just end up painting a good 98% of what i need, though it really depends on what i’m working on.  for rp, heavy PSDs make painting backgrounds pretty darn easy, and creating custom textures isn’t hard at all.  you don’t need a fancy tablet or special mouse; you just need a few custom brushes and some patience.

hope i don’t sound too discouraging!  do please feel free to DM me if you have any more questions!

brush & texture resource example: x try resource sites like this one ft. ps tutorial creators: x

[dethberri]

. @hisnephew​​​​ asked:

" Have fun coming to Soul Society . Kenpachi's been itching to fight ya kid . If ya think I'm gonna save yer ass, you're wrong . I'm hiding to ."

                    ❝𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙿𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙸 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽?❞   kurosaki ichigo blindly reached for the milk and promptly overshot the distance.  cold liquid splashed across his forearm, though the young shinigami didn’t seem to notice as he straightened up and blinked owlishly at his distant cousin from across the kitchen.

hadn’t central 46 passed some absurdly specific law that prohibited him from ever crossing blades with the eleventh captain again?  no exceptions, he recalled verbatim while throwing down a rag and hastily dragging it around the floor with his foot, mopping up stray splatters of spilled milk.  not unless it is in self-defense.  there were also vague mentions of treason and the unintentional unleashing of uncontrollable inner hollows, but that was neither here nor there.

❝urahara said he would try negotiating with the captain-commander.❞  maybe shunsui would have enough sway to swap out ‘never’ for ‘annually’ or — if they were lucky — ‘biannually’.  ❝that was like a month ago, so i figured central 46 didn’t budge.❞

stupid as the law was, ichigo hadn’t protested against it.  central 46 had acted on objectively reasonable grounds for once, as his last ‘warm up’ with kenpachi had concluded with the destruction of more than half of the eleventh division’s training grounds, not to mention a corner section of fifth division’s barracks, much to shinji’s pained amusement…  in hindsight, he simply should’ve been more careful, if not at least more proficient with dual-wielding before finally taking up kenpachi’s long-awaited demand for a rematch.  perhaps then he would’ve recognized sooner that swinging only one sword meant kenpachi had an empty hand for grabbing and throwing shit into buildings.  shit like his entire body —

                               ❝wait a second — !❞   shoulders yanked up almost to his ears, ichigo threw out an arm and narrowly missed punching his cereal bowl clean off the kitchen counter.    ❝you mean you’d just let kenpachi kill me?!❞

[dethberri]

anonymous asked: you’re one of my favorite ichigo rp-ers (is that how u say that?) anyways your energy is unmatched and i love ur opinions and care for the character < 3 i hope you are doing good and stuff! 🍵

                       favorite?  whoa!  can’t say i expected to see anything like this in my inbox, but wow, what a wonderful thing i’ve returned to.  first off, lemme just say thank you so much for taking time out of your day to spoil me with your kind words !!!  (*ﾉωﾉ)  ♡   tbh i’m actually genuinely shocked, largely because i haven’t even written anything yet??  i’ve been rereading the series this entire time and wanted to take my time since i’ve also been making new icons along the way, so like??  idk, i’m just amazed rn holy moly lmao   whoever you are, i hope we get to interact soon!!  — or not, if you’re not into that and maybe you’re only here to read my threads, i have no idea — either way, thank you for the support!!   now i’m really hoping my two-year trip to hell hiatus hasn’t left me too rusty at writing;;;

[dethberri]

Anonymous asked: your answer was not boring at all! it was well thought out! i wanted to see what you had to say in its entirety and i loved it! i am currently in the process of reading bleach for the first time despite watching a big portion of it in my early teens and i really like how you’re able to utilize and process character arcs / events / powers / ect! i really appreciate your response and i’m just tossing all this info around in my head haha ! you deserve all the kind words btw! don’t say that you don’t! thank you for responding by the way! i’d love to talk more and i’ll definitely work up the nerve to come off anon i’m just a bit shy! hope you’re doing well & eating! 🍵

   ouuuh!!  reading it for the first time??  oh my, i see!  then i hope you enjoy the art bc i know i do.  i simply adore the manga, esp bc bleach/kubo led me to pursue my art career 💕   tbh i feel as though i’m in a similar boat because i’m more or less doing the same with nar/uto at the moment.  i’d read the series up to a certain point back when i was in my preteens but never kept up with the updates, so here i am, studying and learning the material at a snail’s pace p:  ok but no for real, i’m seriously over the moon you notice and appreciate my efforts ;-;  idk.  just feels real nice to know when i spend such a ridiculous amount of time working on my content slskdjfs aaaa  thank you!!!!!  also, don’t worry about it!  there’s really no need to work up the nerve to drop anon.  i promise i’m nothing special.  i’ve also never been good at socializing or holding conversations, and god knows i only know how to make an utter fool of myself lol  so yeah, no pressure!!  take your time with it and drop anon whenever you’re comfortable ^^

    many thanks again, and ofc come by anytime you wish to ask more!!  owo/

[dethberri]

"So do you ever get jokes about people wanting to eat you because your name is basically 'strawberry'? Or that you're a sweet as one?"

❝...jokes about my name?❞

❝not at all.❞

@vibraea

[dethberri]

@vaunlicht

he's stubborn about it. but he'll give in. pushing up the nose of his glasses, the quincy clears his throat. " happy birthday, kurosaki. " that's about as good as he's getting out of ishida.

               KUROSAKI COULDN’T SAY IT DIDN’T COME AS A SURPRISE   to hear ishida wishing him a happy birthday.  in fact, there were a few surprising things to note about this exchange.  like, when did ishida learn the date of his birth?  ichigo hadn’t exactly made it known to his classmates, so, how was everyone suddenly aware of his birthday?  and who was the jerk that decided to spread this information around like wildfire?!

strangely enough, ichigo found himself grinning despite the torrent of questions corroding his patience, and nodded to show his appreciation, not only because it was the polite thing to do, but because he genuinely considered this a step forward in their friendship.   progress!   ❝heh.  thanks, ishida,❞ kurosaki said before his hand visibly jerked at his side, instinct very apparently at war with the impulse to fist-bump ishida like he would have with any other classmate.  ...was a fist-bump too much to ask?  they were close enough friends by now, right?  was a hug better—or even weirder?   ❝s-so, ah, did sado tell you today’s my birthday?❞

[dethberri]

@strcngered​

"Happy birthday Icchi!" Yachiru yelled at the top of her lungs, little hands tugging at his clothes to bring his attention down to her. "Ken-Chan is busy today but he told me to tell you that he'll play with you again for your birthday. And I'm here to help you eat your sweets!"

              𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃   to see yachiru tugging at the fabric of his hakama with her tiny little hands, but the charm quickly gave way to pure horror when he felt his pants slide just a fraction lower.  wow, he thought, she had quite the grip — whoa, WAIT!

❝u-uwah, yachiru, st-stop pulling!❞  ichigo slammed both hands over his obi, hoping to — the soul king?  okay, whatever new celestial being reigning above — that his hakama would hold out against yachiru’s unexpectedly vicious yanking.  after fighting in two frickin’ wars and surviving repeated encounters with ywach, albeit barely, ichigo was not about to go to jail for flashing little girls!   ❝okay, okay!  you can have a share of whatever i get today, just — just no more pulling!❞

[dethberri]

@glacies-tempestatem

"Ichigo! Happy birthday! Please accept this present" *gives a box with a ribbon*

             ❝O-OH, RUKIA – A PRESENT?❞  ichigo exclaimed when she thrust the box into his hands, taking him by surprise.  the young shinigami nearly dropped the gift, but thankfully, his fast reflexes only left him fumbling the present for a few heart-stopping seconds before he finally secured it in both his hands.  ichigo blew out a sigh of relief, then raised an eyebrow at her.  ❝thank you, rukia … but i thought we'd agreed: no expensive birthday gifts?❞  the box was nothing out of the ordinary, but the ribbon tying it all together looked rather pricey if ichigo had any opinion about it.  he hoped rukia hadn’t wasted her money on him.