GUESS WHO'S BIRTHDAY IT IS TODAY...
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【 @destructivour 】
❝ i― was just― trying to make my way back home i didn't― i can take another way. ❞ arrancar... he could barely hold his own against hollows, the last thing he had the courage for was this. plus, the other already looked... really strong; he takes a cautious step back while keeping his eye on the other. hand is kept away from his sword so he doesn't look like he's trying to pull anything, genuinely hoping to get out of this in one piece. swallowing thickly, ryunosuke clenches his fists before releasing their grip, doing anything to keep his thoughts busy and try and not think too much about the other before him.
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you tried to save him from the knowledge...
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grabs him by the scruff of his neck !
HES SCREAMING NO NO NO NO NO
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how does he get off the boy list...
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dare he ask... what is dilf.
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FEAR MAN IS FLOATING OVER IN AN AGGRESSIVE 'T' POSE, HEADIN' HIS WAY.
HE'S NOT HERE FOR THIS NO PLEASE NO NO NO NO HE'S OUTTA HERE.
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❝ what's a furry... ❞
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carry. for your muse to insist on carrying my muse when injured.
【 @inouehs 】
the hole in his side felt like it had been burning for centuries now, as if he's lived with this sting his whole life. struggling to scramble to get his katana back into his hands to sheath it once more, hands shaking and unsteady. finally being able to do so, the other looked up at orihime who was making her way over to him. shaking his head, ryunosuke coughed a bit and wiped the his lips free of crimson stains with the back of his hand. before he knew it he was scooped up by the other, yelping and flailing a bit from surprise, trying to still his anxiety.
❝ y-you really― waaa-ahh― do-don't have to, i can walk, i promise !! ❞
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sit . gesture for my muse to sit down .
【 @ichigokurosaki 】
❝ i'll― be okay, i promise i― ❞ it was becoming a trend of ryunosuke getting hurt and ichigo being there to save him. holding his wound, the smaller pushed a smile across split lips, the taste of iron lingering on his taste buds. but it was obvious the other wasn't amused with him or his actions at the moment, needing to be saved was getting a bit embarrassing. feeling like a liability on the battlefield wasn't something that anyone wanted, but it was starting to weigh down on him and squeeze his anxiety out like the dark smothering out the light of the day.
the gesture to sit down made him sigh, glance trailing down to his geta now, not wanting to make the other more frustrated than he might be. simply, he sat down holding himself as he did, making eye contact again for a few moments before breaking it once more.
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" y'shouln't've been out there by yourself, you know. i won't mention what happened to the soul society, but try not to get yourself in trouble again... deal ? "
❝ waa—ahh !! i said that to shino and they told me to suck it up !! i tried i promise !! i won't get into anymore trouble i swear on it, thank you !! ❞
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what's even going on.
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furrows her brows at him.
what did he do wrong now.
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he's running over to beat his ass he's running over to beat his ass he's running over to beat hIS ASS HE'S RUNNING OVER TO BEAT HIS ASS HE'S RUNNING OVER TO B EA T HI S AS S HES RUNNI
oh god oh no OH GOD OH NO HE IS RUNNING
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❝ why does trouble... always find me. ❞
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combat. for our muses to train together in combat.
【 @killershinigami 】
never really being able to keep up with the others, sometimes he wasn't really sure how he'd gotten so far in things, gained the trust in others. been given specific missions what were important, protecting the lives of others... it all seemed like a lot. breaths already labored and struggling to keep up, ryunosuke got knocked back quite easily and took a bit of a tumble. his own sword clanking on the floor, a whine slipped out as he hit the floor with a thud on his backside. keeping himself propped up with one hand, eyes finally met with the other's before him, looking a bit perplexed.
❝ you're― always miles ahead of me i can't predict where you'll strike next... waaah― how have you gotten so good ?? ❞
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