#Reizei

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Birds of Prey

Buzzards: Intelligence Division

Buzzards: They are often called the Intelligence Division (think Suna's version of T&I). They are involved in both intelligence and counterintelligence, often planting information with as much deft as they extract them. They work very closely with other members of the police force-- especially the Vultures and the Kites.

Sasori-centric. Features an OC who is a Buzzard.

x.X.x

 Once more.

There was the incessant drip-drip-drip of water from a faucet that didn’t exist.

“Why did you come for me?” The dead girl asked Sasori, still stiff from being sealed away in the Buzzards’ specimen scroll. "Why take me?" Her long brown hair was frayed and stuck out in all the wrong places. Her gray skin was starting to sag around her hazy eyes. It made her cheekbones too pronounced, too skeletal—

No good. Sasori needed it to have just the right amount of softness. Especially when she would smile. He needed it to be perfect.

“What were you going to do to me?”

 Read the rest in AO3!

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Sleepy characters my beloved

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🍭 * ✧ ˚ · 🐛 * ✧ ˚ · 🌈 * ✧ ˚ · ❄ * ✧ ˚ · 💝ʕ✩..•( ᴥ )•..ʔ ⌒ *･゜ﾟ･*:

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girls und panzer : ep 1

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yamashita shun'ya

[tiny-librarian]

Royal Birthdays for today, June 12th:

Reizei, Emperor of Japan, 950

Gaozong of Song, Emperor of China, 1107

Constance, Duchess of Brittany, 1161

Cosimo I, Grand Duke of Tuscany, 1519

Anna of Württemberg, Duchess of Legnica, 1561

John Casimir, Duke of Saxe-Coburg, 1564

Karl Emich, Prince of Leiningen, 1952

Sibylla, Princess of Luxembourg, 1968

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Awayuki Reizei (Otome wa Boku ni Koishiteru)  » December 12

[ivedonestranger]

Girls Und Panzer Head canon #1

If anyone out of the Angler Fish team sneaks fan fiction on her phone when nobody is looking, it would be Saori Takabe and the smutty fanfic writer in the team is Mako Reizei.

...and neither know they partake.

Oooo. That's an idea. In universe fanfiction about their team that Saori stumbles on. lmao That would be funny!

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[thesecondredwood]

[kumapillow-plays]

Chesley enjoying the high speed escape 😆😆

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[hollowbait]

Started watching Bleach again as an adult because I saw a 100k+ fic and decided that in order to read it, I needed to understand the canon. Once I actually got into the canon I fell immediately in love with Urahara and got sucked into a totally different ship. This is that ship. And since I'm a firm believer that once you read over 100 fics for a ship in less 3 months, you need to make a list of your favouriters, here we are!

@uraharaichigo's current top 25 URAICHI FIC.

breaking and entering is a crime, you know (but i'd forgive you of anything) by Excalis | T, 4k | “Why do you keep breaking into my house?” Ichigo complained, in lieu of a proper response. It was best to not feed Kisuke’s ego. “I was sexiled from my own home,” Kisuke sighed.

Your Humble Offering (In The Mouth Of This Abandoned Church) by RayShippouUchiha | M, 10k | Ichigo, the man who took Kisuke’s crumbling self into both of his hands and pressed the pieces back together with a gruff sort of gentleness, dies.

the shore at dusk (there you'll find my heart) by Starsilver | M, 5k | Ichigo dreams of the heartbeat pounding of the waves and the taste of brine on his lips.

Alchemy by athena_crikey | G, 22k | Shiba Ichigo leads a boring, blameless life as head administrator for the Shiba Clan. Until one day, a mysterious repair shop moves in next door.

Brightest by athena_crikey | T, 8k | “You fill your life with colour and noise and friendship, Kurosaki-san. It’s a very impressive trait. You turn enemies into friends. I… I turn friends into enemies.” Urahara’s still smiling; bitter, brittle.

Madness of Monday by NotLonelyJustAlone | G, 7k | How… how… how? How do you explain ‘I’ve either gone mad or I’m reliving the same week and I don’t feel mad and everything happens the same but I remember it all and I can’t can’t can’t keep doing this please help please please please because even if I’m not mad already I can tell the road there is definitely shorter today than yesterday?’

Standing Over Him by NotLonelyJustAlone | T, 10k | “And you, Kurosaki Ichigo, are mine.” Ichigo without his powers, but not totally alone.

Bureaucracy Hell by Aliendel | G, 8k | Reizei Ariko was considered old for a shinigami. Useless in a fight, she’d been relegated to an administrative position at the Academy. She was content with her mostly monotonous life dealing with arrogant nobles and stupid brats. Until an orange-haired young man barged into it and turned her life upside down like he had so many others.

Fashion Faux Pas? by celestivian | E, 20k | Ichigo has a big party to go to, and nothing to wear. Out of desperation, he seeks out Kisuke for help. Kisuke, of course, delivers.

You Don't Have a Soul, You Are a Soul (You Have a Body) by FeelingFredly | G, 2.6k | Kisuke has a disregard for his own safety a mile wide and it's enough to drive Ichigo mad. This time he finds the shopkeeper unconscious but not alone, and the woman with him has some very interesting things to say.

Car by CheshireSense (cywscross) | G, 4k | Urahara Kisuke handles pursuit of a love interest about the same way he handles everything else: with needlessly convoluted plans carried out in the most roundabout way possible because straightforward just won't cut it for him. He's lucky Ichigo's used to it by now.

Guard by CheshireSense (cywscross) | T, 18k | Later, Kisuke will remember and tease, "Were you really obsessing over me, Ichigo? Oh my, I have my own personal stalker!", and get an elbow to the face for his troubles.

Skeletons in the Closet (and flowers by the window) by Sky_King | T, 51k | Kisuke has a plan. He always has, and he’s very good at seeing it to completion no matter what. But as he grooms that noble boy into the perfect weapon to defeat Aizen, he begins to regret ever pursuing this idea.

A Deep Drink by Mousieta | T, 9k | Ichigo is a grad student who needs help writing his thesis. And Kisuke…. well no one has ever asked Kisuke what he needs. Does he even know? Does it matter?

i've always been this way (please don't scream) by Mister_Fox | T, 5k | “Ever wanted to snatch a pigeon out of the sky and eat it?” Kisuke asks idly.

Fade to Crimson (I know your name) by Starrie_Wolf | T, 8k | Ichigo’s a relative newcomer at the Seireitei Shatterdome, but he’s settled into the steady pace of his work fine, even made some friends. There’s just one thing.

what is reality? (what is a lie?) by Starrie_Wolf | T, 15k | Sequel to what is a gift? (what is a sacrifice?). Kisuke promises to restore Ichigo's powers after Ichigo makes a sacrifice he doesn't expect, and this changes things when Ginjou starts sniffing.

Equilibrium Position by Silmariën (Starrie_Wolf) | E, 15k | He can't believe he has Aizen to thank for getting them together. Can you send fruit baskets to Mugen?

Feeling Horny by Silmariën (Starrie_Wolf) | E, 3k | When Urahara shoved Ichigo to Hirako to learn how to control his inner Hollow, Ichigo thought it meant Urahara wasn’t Hollowfied. He was wrong.

Ficlet February by nahnahnahnah | G, 20k | And he had faith, he did, that Ichigo would defeat Yhwach. That was a startling enough realization, that he would have faith in anyone other than maybe Yoruichi and Tessai.

Patience by floweringbloom | E, 4k | Ichigo needs to have more patience, but he's very good at being Kisuke's distraction.

Remember Me (I won’t wait) by fw_feathers (callmeren) | G, 6k | On November 6, 2022, 13:00, the world’s first VRMMO game «Brave Souls Online» officially opened its servers. On November 6, 2022, 15:37, Kurosaki Ichigo put on his NerveGear and entered «Brave Souls Online». On November 6, 2022, 17:30, the game of death began.

Every Second (I’ll be running) by fw_feathers (callmeren) | M, 25k | “You didn’t tell us your zanpakuto spirit is a giant sea serpent, Ichigo-san,” Kisuke says mildly. “Ah,” Ichigo says, shading his eyes with a hand. “Should I have mentioned that?”

For You, My Dear, I’d Wait Forever by PhishyFish | T, 27k | Everybody knew about the 12th’s lieutenant. After all, he made quite the striking figure. Wild orange hair, a permanent scowl, and power that clung tightly to his skin, it really was not an exaggeration that everyone knew him, or at the least, knew about him.

[mayhem-neverending]

What Should Have Been Expected

Part II

Summary: Tobirama’s proposal journey.

Warnings: none

Edited.

Word Count: 1332

Part I Part III

Four months ago, Tobirama had been called to Hashirama’s office in the newly constucted Hokage Tower. He had a borderline serious expression when their eyes met, and Tobirama immediately straightened in alarm. 

“Elder brother, what is wrong? Has something happened?” He closed the door behind himself and stood at attention in the middle of the room. His older brother searched his eyes for a moment before speaking.

“Wrong isn’t the word I would use, per se,” 

Tobirama’s white brows pulled together. 

“As you know, we’ve been doing quite a bit of negotiating with the other clans.” He paused, eyeing his younger brother again. He held a few papers up and waved them around. “A couple of them have terms that I cannot meet,”

“Then we will continue negotiations,” Tobirama’s brows furrowed even deeper.

Hashirama sighed. “That’s not exactly what I meant... There are, well, three proposals of marriage; the Adachi, Reizei, and Nanke, specifically.”

Tobirama’s brows shot up. It didn’t take but a moment for him to understand what was being asked of him. “You want me to choose one,”

A smile broke out across Hashirama’s tan face. He nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, I would like you to postpone your work for a couple days to meet with the clan heads.”

“I don’t know if postponing my work is wise, Elder Brother, this village is still in its infancy,” He crossed his arms over his chest. 

Hashirama huffed, rolling his eyes. “Then take it with you. The Adachi and Nanke are only a day’s walk from each other. And the Reizei two days. It will not take you long, brother.”

His journey began with the Reizei. He arrived in the afternoon, warmed by the Fire Country’s winter sun, despite the sharp breeze that had followed him there. When he finally stepped in front of the compound, the guards on duty did not question him, just opened the gate. One of the men had even left his post in order to direct him to the front door. 

Tobirama was not impressed. He was not entirely familiar with the Reizei, despite briefly fighting alongside them in a skirmish when he was a child. He really thought there ought to be tighter security matters. 

He was escorted into their compound by a servant, and the guard scurried back to his post. Tobirama reached out with his chakra to get a clear image of the set up of the compound. There were thirty-nine individuals, only half of which had strong chakra signatures. 

The room he was led to was near the center of the compound. If he were attacked, he thought, it would be a disadvantageous position. 

The door slid open and he was met with the Clan head, Hiroshi, and his wife. He bowed to them respectfully and went to sit at the table. They exchanged quick greetings before getting down to business. He appreciated their celerity. 

Hiroshi snapped loudly at the servant that stood in the corner of the room, an awkward looking boy of probably twelve. “Retrieve Hana,” 

The boy nodded and all but ran from the room. All conversation ceased while they waited for his return with Hana. It was verging on uncomfortable when the door finally opened. 

Hiroshi instructed her to sit next to him, and when Tobirama got a good look at her, he blanched. The girl was certainly under eighteen. She still had baby fat in her face and her lanky frame was certainly not developed. 

This one, he decided instantly, would not do. He would not marry a child.

The Adachi compound treated him much the same, to his dismay. Where was the healthy suspicion? The fighting hadn’t stopped that long ago, and besides, you could never be too prepared.

Their daughter, while of age, did not interest Tobirama. He knew that it mattered little whether he enjoyed her or not, but he couldn’t help but find her boring. The allegiance of her family would bring some good to the village, but he didn’t know if he could justify the cost.

When he finally arrived at the Nanke compound, he was losing faith in the mission his brother had sent him on. He only hoped that the Nanke could negotiate better terms. 

At the stone gate, he was met with two guards. He nearly went to step to them like he had the last two, when he felt a surge of chakra. He stopped in his tracks. 

“State your name and your business.” The one on the right said, holding his blade firmly in his hand. 

This pleased him, and he replied in a booming voice. “I am Tobirama Senju, and I am here to discuss negotiations with Kazuko Nanke,”

The guard eyed him before turning to his companion. “Please inform Lord Nanke,”

He turned back to Tobirama. “You will wait here for him, you understand.”

Tobirama nodded. He adjusted his large pack on his back before crossing his arms. They waited in silence a good ten minutes before Lord Nanke appeared at the open gate. 

“Lord Senju, thank you for your patience.” He bowed, which Tobirama returned. 

“Please, follow me,” he gestured with a wide sweeping motion. 

Tobirama walked side by side with Kazuko. The stone pathway to the compound was lined with tall hedges almost the entire way to the door. Before the steps, however, it opened up to a space that he assumed was a garden in the warmer months. The main door was already open as they walked up the steps, and they spoke little as they walked to a large meeting room. It had a long table in the center, and was decorated with the family crest. The lord’s wife was already seated across from the door. She was a severe looking woman, with a pointed face and long blonde hair pulled in a tight bun at the nape of her neck. 

She stood and bowed to Tobirama, who returned the gesture. Her husband went to sit next to her and Tobirama sat down across from them, with his back to the door. His back to the door put him on edge, though he made no sign of his discomfort to his hosts.

“Welcome, Lord Senju,” the wife said once she had seated herself comfortably. 

“We are pleased that you have come. I think our cooperation could prove very beneficial,” Kazuko said. 

“Yes, I agree,” Tobirama nodded. 

They discussed the family’s trade, percentages, and marriage for over an hour before Tobirama asked where their daughter was. While what they were willing to offer was appealing, he had yet to see the woman of the hour.

The wife’s face soured slightly before returning its composure. “We had decided that the meeting would be unnecessary. She is not aware of us making a marriage contract. She has no need to know until it has been decided.”

Tobirama was about to speak up when Kazuko interjected, shooting a look at his wife. “If you wish to see her, I am happy to take you to the garden. She is with her brothers there now.”

 Tobirama eyed them carefully. This contract was the best sounding of the three, but this behavior was strange. He nodded once to them, curiosity getting the better of him, and Kazuko stood and led him down a long hallway. 

“Why have you kept a marriage contract from your daughter?” Tobirama asked plainly. 

Kazuko cleared his throat and kept his eyes forward. “Y/n is.. well, she is a very caring soul. And stubborn as a bull. I think she would oppose a contract because of her attachment to her young brothers.”

Tobirama mulled this information over. While he opposed of someone being put in a contract unwillingly, he could not deny that the village would benefit from this alliance. 

The two men made it to a doorway that opened to a large garden, albeit dead from the winter, he could see that the area was well taken care of. Kazuko put his arm in front of Tobirama to stop him from moving past the door frame, and that’s when he spotted them across the way. 

His breath caught in his throat. The Nanke heir was nothing short of stunning. Even in a heavy woolen cloak, her beauty was evident. Her bright smiling face, cheeks and nose tinged red from the winter wind, the sight made his tongue heavy in his mouth. He didn’t even notice when his mouth formed an ‘o’ at the sight.

A small boy jumped on her, and she caught him just barely, nearly falling at the contact and laughed in the most melodic tone he had ever heard. His eyes widened, and his ears tickled at the sound. His world paused as he watched.

“I,” he breathed, his voice not yet caught up to his thoughts. 

“What was that?” her father turned to face Tobirama fully with a raised brow. 

Tobirama tore his eyes away and cleared his throat. “I accept your proposal,”

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girls und panzer : ep 1