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The conundrums of life - to get a kitten or not. Rukia wants to play with the toe beans…and Grimmjow won’t let her, she’s sure.
“You are not keeping it in my closet, Midget. Cats are a lot of work.”
um, hi
im back- starting fresh and wiping everything but hi i am back
I miss this orange-haired guy with all my heart.
I feel like I can finally make a decision - I have a super secret URL saved. I feel that maybe, with enough time, I can come back as Ichigo again! I’ve been battling with it for such a long time because I didn’t know if I wanted, or could, come back, but.... considering this blog is dead and done, I do want to come back.
It’ll probably take a while longer, and I probably will NOT publish the new blog here when I do, and instead, give it to people I trust!
Loving, and missing you all! I hope to interact with you again one day.
Amber ~
right ok there’s no theme here or anything, bc tumblr wrecked everything so for the moment I’m fixing it all up slowly ://///// soz about that, even my rules page got nuked
“Hmm hmm~ I was only so careless because I was so confident in my abilities. You may forget, but in this house I already know my audience quite well. I knew it would go off without a hitch!” She’s… kind of bluffing actually, but confidence makes the best shield and her poker face is pretty spot on. She would throw in a wink, showing that she has other subtleties than her usual thumbs up. There was a joy in acting for Rukia and getting away with things like showing off in the smallest window; like an enemy she faced with the blade, she could pick up on openings with ease. “Jeez, take it easy will you. What, did the recollection itself hurt you?” Seeing that he seems perfectly fine at this point, she can’t help but mock his foolishness.
She would raise a brow at him, daring him to say that the proper way was for her to be the weirdo, all of her vulnerability form before had been lost, exchanged for their more normal attitude and tone, along with their usual volume too. “Noisy?! As if you’re one to talk, you haven’t even seen the noisy-est I can be!”
“If you’re thinking that you can stay up to throw a pillow at me, I dare you to try you idiot. I won’t pass it back!” The mention of shinigami duties has her fumble with her phone for a second, making sure that there was no alerts that she had magically missed, before she places the pager to her side, right in the front of her vision. Was Ichigo still so entrapped to the idea that it was his duty alone to deal with hollows around here? While she had given him that job during her inability to do it herself, she had thought that he would be able to leave it once she had parted, but it just seems like that would just be another one of the ways that he didn’t follow through on her expectations, and kept up with the unpredictability of his. “Idiot. As if, I need you to tell me to be careful. I’m always careful.”
“The only reason it went off, ‘without a hitch’, was because my Dad is too stupid to see through your terrible, terrible acting and you damn well know that, Midget.” Ichigo huffed, his eyebrows knotting together in a mixture of shock and general annoyance. Jeez, Rukia thought her acting skills were that good? She may have fooled his Dad....and the school.....quickly Ichigo put those thoughts from his mind. It was way too late to be having an argument now.
“Sure.” The reply was heavily sarcastic, the glare to boot. “The mere thought of your horrible acting brought my sickness back on.” Huffing, he turned his head away. “I’m not that noisy!” A total lie, especially when he got....heated. “And don’t take that as a invitation, Rukia, I really don’t want to see it!”
“...Wouldn’t dream of it, Rukia. I don’t exactly want to loose my only pillow.” There was another huff, a softer one this time. A part of him hated being stuck here, sick, not being able to do his bit. He had faith his friends could handle the job just fine. It wasn’t about it being..his duty, though he’d admit that was part of it. He was just more concerned about injuries. He’d never, ever admit it out loud, but if someone got hurt because he was in here sick, he’d absolutely blame himself.
A soft yawn, drooping eyelids until they shut. “...Hey, Midget. Thanks.”
a request by an anon, asking for something fluffy! as per usual feel free to change pronouns & word orders to make the following sentences more suitable for rp!
“ hey… lie down with me. ” “ I’m not tickilish—- DON’T YOU DARE. ” “ then she said—- what are you smiling about? ” “ Out of all the idiots in this world, I love you the most. ” “ Your heart is mine! ” “ I’d go to the store on black friday to get your soul if you ever lost it. ” “ we should get a puppy. or a kitten. ” “ your mom called! your parents have invited us out to lunch. ” “ can you roll over? you’re crushing me! ” “ I know we’ve been together for a long time but, do you still like-like me? ” “ asking for a friend but, would you go a date with me— I mean with my friend? ” “ ___ we’ve been dating for a year? ” “ If I asked, would you let me braid your hair? ” “ You’re my kink. ” “ I could look at you forever, even if you had lettuce in your teeth and garlic breath. ” “ Babe, for you, I’d do anything— except give up vine compilations. ” “ I often think about you in the middle of the night. your snoring keeps me awake. ” “ I could stay like this forever … I need to pee. ” “ Get back on this sofa and spoon me this instant!! ” “ You want a piggie back? You’re looking pretty tired. ” “ I could lift you up dirty dancing style no problem! wanna try? ” “ I couldn’t think of a better person to be judging other people with. ” “ I was this close to buying a puppy today. ” “ This is your breakfast! Breakfast in bed? ”
@smcsh - Ask and you shall receive the Ichigo!
“What the hell are you supposed to be, kid? Some kind of damn rabbit?” Hell, Ichigo did not have the time for this.
“Stay out of the way, will ya? Last thing I want to do is drag your ass back home by that stupid hood.”
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”You’re not Human, nor are you a true Soul Reaper, or a Hollow. You’re ananomaly.”
Honestly, Kew expected another shouting match, just Ichigo calling him an idiot for not doing what he expected him to do. Instead… he actually conceded a few points, which was surprising for some reason. Maybe because on some level, Kew did feel like an idiot for letting Ichigo stay missing for so long without doing a damn thing. It’s that same guilt that stabbed at him when he saw the state Ichigo was in, tied-up at the bottom of that ladder.
… But that’s a separate issue. What mattered was that Ichigo was standing here in front of him now, on the road to recovery. That’s what mattered.
“… Mm.” He grunts. Can’t help but feel smart for figuring out that Ichigo was put inside something specifically to contain him, without being told. It’s… validating, even if Kew liked to tell himself that he’d outgrown needing validation from anyone. Same with Ichigo not knowing ‘he could fight that well.’ Heh. If he knew the half of it! “Well… Guess I got some stuff t'tell ya too.”
There had always been some amount of guilt Kew had about staying in Ichigo’s house, taking advantage of the young man’s generosity, while hiding the most basic truths. Where he’s from, what he eats, how dangerous he really is… Of course he’s afraid of Ichigo knowing those things, because he thought the guy was just a normal human. He didn’t want to get kicked out or reported to the cops! But… Ichigo was a little more than your average human, the fact that he’d been targetted by these creeps proved that much. So… that means they had some stuff to talk about, huh? Not just about soul reapers, but about devils. Stuff that can’t afford to stay hidden, if they didn’t want this to happen again.
“Yeah. Good idea.” Kew nods, ready to follow along behind Ichigo back to the clinic. “Can’t believe ya walked all the way here like that.”
Ichigo nodded. “Well, if we got shit to be talkin’ about, then I guess we’d better get a move on.” Without even checking to see if the other was following him, Ichigo began to walk - and hearing the footsteps fall into place behind him, gave a little satisfied grunt. At least Kew was following him willingly; preventing yet another disagreement.
“Oh, shuddup.” He sighed out slightly, lightly glancing down. Yes, it was probably stupid he walked all the way out here like....that, and judging by the stares they were getting as they walked back along the river...yeah, okay, it was stupid. “I wouldn’t have come out like this unless somebody didn’t decide to sleep in a ditch of all things last night.” The insult had hardly any bite to it, for once. He was too busy focusing on scowling at the offending stares so they’d at least stop.
“Anyway - c’mon.” The walk back was surprisingly quick, Ichigo stopping on the way back to his room to grab himself and Kew water. Heading into his room and shutting the door behind him, there was a sigh, setting the water down.
“Want me to talk first, or you wanna go?”
Ayyyyye
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