#yumichikah

[brittscafe]

How they confess for : gin, shinji, uryu, yumichika , nnoitira abd ulquiorra (seperately ) plz

Fluff plz

Yes, of course!!! <3 <3

Gin:

He's very mysterious, even around you.

His use heavy use of sarcasm and mocking politeness makes it hard for you to tell just exactly how he feels.

Right before, Aizen's betrayal to the soul society...he pulls you aside.

His large hands come up to your face and cup your cheeks.

"Look at me, please." he demands, pulling your face towards his.

You gaze into his icy blue eyes full of sadness and regret.

You open your mouth to speak, but Gin eagerly presses his lips against yours.

His thumb brushes against your soft skin and his icy silver hair tickles your forehead.

Gin pulls away from you, wearing a warm smile on his face.

"I am truly sorry, Y/N," he whispers, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before disappearing.

Shinji:

He's such a tease.

Lingering touches and sarcastic comments whispered into your ear.

Hell, you're practically already dating, but one day Shinji will wrap his arm around your shoulder.

He'll pull you closer and lean his head down, his lips brushing against your earlobe.

"You know...I like you, Y/N." he whisper with a seductive tone that makes your knees go weak.

Shinji steals a quick glance around, checking if there's anybody around.

He'll then dip his head and lock his lips with yours.

Uryu:

My poor man would be so flustered and stumbling over his words.

Uryu would meet up with after school and make sure it's just you two.

"I-I really like you!" he stutters out, squeezing his eyes shut.

He's honestly really scared to see how you react.

Uryu slowly flutters his eyes open as he hears your laughter ringing through his eardrums.

At first he's really confused as to why you're literally laughing his bright red face.

"I'm sorry for laughing, but that was really cute." you comment, before cupping his cheeks and pressing your lips on his.

Uryu's eyes widen and his heart pounds against his chest.

Yumichikia:

He's pretty confident in himself and his feelings.

Yumichikia makes you also feel confident, confident that you're beautiful and special to him.

You can feel his eyes burn a hole through you as he gazes at you with admiration and love.

Since Yumichikia is confident, he just goes right up to you after your soul reaper duties.

"You're beautiful, Y/N." he mumbles out, standing behind you.

You spin around and face him, a serious expression written across his face.

"What?" you stutter out as Yumichikia marches over towards you.

"You are absolutely stunning." he comments and a smile tugs on your face.

You grab onto the collar of his uniform and eagerly press a kiss to his soft, pink lips.

"I could say the exact same thing about you." you whisper against his lips.

Nnoitra:

Definitely a crude man, but he tones down his behavior around you...sometimes.

You're both on a mission, walking the deserted Hueco Mundo when his shoulder nudges yours.

"I'm not really sure why I like you." he comments, rolling his eyes with annoyance.

"Excuse me?" you scoff out, your eyes widening.

Nnoitra's eyes glue onto yours and he stops in his tracks, grabbing onto your arm.

He leans his head down until your lips are inches apart.

You can even feel his hot breath on your lips, causing them to tingle.

"I could kiss you. Would you like that?" he whispers, his lips lingering over yours.

Your stomach twists into uneasy knots and your eyes flicker up to his.

Nnoitra towers over you and you slowly bob your head.

Although, you squeeze your eyes shut and wait for Nnoitra to press his lips on yours.

"Not yet." he whispers into your ear.

Ulquiorra:

Honestly, he had to question himself for a very long time.

He has a hard time understanding feelings and had to ask a few other arrancars.

"I feel something for you." are the words that leave his lips.

You kind of just stand there, taking it all in.

You didn't know that Ulquiorra could feel anything...especially for you.

"I feeling something for you, too." you assure him, but Ulquiorra doesn't really know what that means.

You both stand in the defining silence until you step forward.

You grab onto his sleeve and press your lips to his cheek.

Ulquiorra's stomach starts to flip and for the first time, he can feel his heart thud against his chest.

"Do it again."

[apocalypta-secundus]

@yumichikah replied to your post “"If anyone touches my hair, I'll flip them over my...”:

Agreed.

​"I'm gonna start carrying pepper spray in the living world. Yes, my hair is real, but dyed. I wish they'd take that as an answer and didn't touch it to make sure." Was she even allowed to do that to someone who was living?

[despairforme]

//If Nnoitra did art, what subjects would he mostly focus on? What would be his main goals as an artist and his favorite medium to use?

❝ If I did what now? ❞ For a moment, he imagined himself as an art-student, with that hipster hairdo, a sketchbook and glasses ( yeah, this was how he imagined artists looked like ). It was so far removed from who he was that he found it funny. A small laugh followed.

Nnoitra was not artistic in any way. Actually, when he'd been real young ( as in, his late teens ), he'd actually done a bit of graffiti. Not for the sake of art, but because he thought vandalism was funny. Maybe that was just something that came with being poor. The thought of rich assholes having to spend time and money to clean their buildings had been amusing to him. He'd mostly just used black spray paint, and just written random ( bad ) words. There had been nothing artistic about it. Still, this was as close to anything artsy that Nnoitra had ever come. He couldn't draw for shit. You'd be hard pressed to see the difference between something a five year old had drawn and his own creations. Let's just say he was on the lowest level of stick-figures.

It was very hard to imagine himself being interested in art, which he'd obviously have to be if he was an artist. What subjects would he focus on? The hell if he knew. He didn't even know which subjects he had to choose from. And his main goal? Probably to make money? What other goal could there be? As for what his favorite medium would be? Whatever was the easiest medium to use. Again, he had no idea what that would be.

All in all... He was not very good at answering ANY of these questions.

[yumichikah]

"Would you rather I kill you, or would you like to jump into that pit and die? Please look this way and show me your expression. I want to see just how ugly you can get."

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[ryusxnka]

There is a letter from the Eleventh delivered about a certain lieutenant leaving wine stains in the archives and a small cleaning fee is attached. Signed by Y. Ayasegawa.

T he letter forsaken 'pon his work desk is forthwith crushed instants subsequent of it being thoroughly read; crumbled 'tween svelte digits 'fore it is discarded into the trash. He refuses to indulge, to pay a fee, when they allow her inside, themselves.

     " --- Sounds like a you problem, Ayasegawa. "

[crimsonstray]

"Happy birthday, Renji! Stop by for some beer and brawling later? The boys would love that." The boys including him and Ikkaku, of course.

' oh hey, Ayasegawa-san. Heh, thanks.

uh, how about a rain check on that eh? I've got plans... '

[ftwpositiviity]

YUMICHIKAH.

ANONYMOUS SAID; so I saw @yumichikah posts and I followed them. and honestly. I really like how they write Yumichika. yumi is a character i rlly love and im glad they're doing him well with his beautiful faces

[thorneprincess]

🎮 — favorite video game(s)?

📺 — favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s)?

🎮- DISCO ELYSIUM. I've already played in three times, in the middle of my forth and ready to play again a fifth time after that. To say it owns my ass is a fucking understatement. It's also so autism friendly: no quick time events and everything is subtitled. I want to cry when I think about how good it's been to me.

Other video games that deserves a shout out for being my first ever video games are Neverhood, Beyond Good and Evil, Yugioh and every dress up game in the mid 2000s. Those count and you can't take it away from me.

📺- for movies it's Sympathy for Lady Vengeance. It's one of the most heartbreaking, tragic, heart eating movies I have ever witnessed. I watched it three times. And TV shows is obvious to the point of embarrassment so I'm just gonna nudge Arcane in the general direction and move on.

[gyakusama]

Peeks in. "Umm... Hirako-taicho, I got sent here to fetch some documents?" He isn't sure if it was just a joke from the others and an excuse to get the peacock out of the Eleventh's barracks. Either way he had to check.

❝ ...Hmn...? Yumichika, right? Kinda surprisin' that they'd send a high seat fer a li'l errand like this, ❞ Shinji drones, absolutely put out of his mind with boredom. It's that time of year again when captains must review progress reports of their most recent recruits to determine whether or not they are a good fit for their Division or if they're better off being transferred somewhere else. It's by no means a difficult task────just a tedious one that involves a lot of reading and correspondence, so Yumichika doesn't receive the most energetic welcome from the already usually languid captain.

❝ Well, I guess you're th' guy that handles th' paperwork over there, ain'cha? I got this fella's file, ❞ he drums his fingers atop a folder pushed over to the outer edge of his desk. ❝ Maybe ya could skim over it an' see if it's worth takin' back to yer Captain. ❞

[compassionatekiller]

Does Unohana prefer cold or warm weather? What's her favorite season and why?

Unohana prefers warm weather, so naturally, her favorite season is summer. The heat reminds her of The Old Days, when she took to the field with Yamamoto. It reminds her of the fun she had killing back then, and it reminds her of all the comrades she could have known but never bothered to. It reminds her of the time where her directionless drifting was finally given purpose, and where she finally learned how the world really worked and just how fragile it all really was. It reminds her of those first fools who followed her, their terror and their exultation, and the comradery that could only be found when tallying the dead. It reminds her of a time where nobody was right, but everybody was necessary.

Inevitably, those thoughts remind her of her Great Sin. Yet, that painful time just as inevitably reminds her of how she joined the 4th Division. They remind her of how hard it all was at first, and how she learned to truly change. They remind her of the people who accepted her, the first ones among the 4th who reached out and truly called her "Captain." They remind her of how she lost her purpose in life, and discovered something truly meaningful all over again. They remind her of the first time she ever felt the satisfaction that comes from helping someone for the sake of helping them. They remind her that, for all of her mistakes, she is still moving forward.

Summer reminds Unohana of the importance of who she was, the importance of who she is, and brings into context the importance of who she will be.

Summer is the season of memory for her, and for Unohana, memory is sacrosanct.

[baiika]

ღ //Give the peacock a boost for his poor ego, yes?

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[despairforme]

yumichika: it's a big sword nnoitra: daz what they all say

[luckymadarame]

❛ thanks for being here with me. ❜

He was used to hear that from him many times, and every time he said that sounded so different from the previous ones... the same words, yet so different.

Ikkaku didn't say a word at first and just continued playing with those silky locks, his fingers were smelling like lavender at that point.

"Don't be an idiot." He replied, cleaning his throat. If something Ikkaku lacked was to be as open as Yumichika was, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"I'll be there always for ya." He sentenced with emphasis.

[nanagouu-archived]

what would an ideal day, in their mind, be like?

"Drugging Mayuri-sama until he's out, followed by a taxidermy tour, followed by some light nonfiction reading on underwater boat wrecks."

[yumichikah]

Yells at you all from the distance.