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Wandenreich declares war! Soul Society under attack - Bleach 367

Wandenreich declares war! Soul Society under attack - #Bleach 367

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Things I Love Thinking in Circles About

How big, area-wise, the Seireitei is

What regular Gotei work looks like when we're not looking

What did the early bird VCs do the entire time they were sitting around in Conference Room 2 waiting for people to show up?

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1. How big, area-wise, the Seireitei is

According to Yoruichi, walking from one gate to the next would take 10 days, which initially makes the Seireitei seem really damn big. The city of Ann Arbor, Michigan has a population of 120,000 people. If we're meant to believe that there are 6000 shinigami (citation: Ooetsu?), I find it difficult to believe that the Seireitei's population would be much larger than 120k, if that. (Personally, I proceed as though it's a lot less than that.) Like the Seireitei, Ann Arbor is also circular, ringed not by a Seireimon but a necklace of Interstates, but it's only like 10 miles across. It really wouldn't take that long to walk 1/4 of the way around its rim.

You'd have to walk around a quarter of the entire country of Spain for it to take 10 days:

Obviously Google is not taking into account tired feet or needing to like, sleep, with this estimate, but STILL. The Seireitei is not the size of SPAIN.

A) Let's say it would really take 10 days. This gate-to-gate trek might need to take terrain into account (which Google sometimes does and often doesn't lol). The area Ichigo et al ended up in seemed pretty civ where the gate matches up with Junrinan, but maybe a shade north and the terrain is much more difficult!

B) Let's say it really would not take 10 days. Yoruichi might have been exaggerating, because she doesn't want to walk to another damn gate and also it's not as though there aren't also shinigami waiting at...the other gates... So she nips that in the bud and directs her party's attentions elsewhere.

Or maybe she knows that even this close to the Seireitei, in Rukongai time gonna wime, and space-time are not going to exist in a constant relationship with each other.

C) Let's say Matsumoto's "half-day" comment probably isn't about geography, either. Half a day would make the Seireitei approximately the size of like, Indianapolis? (population 882k, area 368 sq. miles/950 sq. km) if we were basing it purely on area. But also, shunpou?? So I really feel like the "length of time it would take people to arrive"half day" comment is less a function of physical distance and more about the fact that they're all busy and have tasks they'd need to extricate themselves from before they started walking/running/sauntering/gamboling over.

Which leads me to--

2. What regular Gotei work looks like when we're not looking

I think we've seen enough evidence that the way the Gotei has built itself does not lend itself well to rapid response. Their response to the ryoka invasion was not particularly rapid, nor organized. Their response to AIZEN'S MURDER was nearly non-existent. Winter War prep was also kind of rough, and I guess TYBW 1 was kind of a surprise attack, but I think my point still stands that it's just not their forte. I think part of this is because the Gotei is legitimately just kind of bad at being functional; we all know this. They all know this. I think the other part is that rapid response is very, very hard.

Given that they are heavenly court guards, you'd think rapid response to potential threats would be more of a priority, but you could say that about a lot of real-life things that, in reality, do not work that way (and perhaps cannot, in the absence of radical reinvention). To use a near universal example, see Exhibit C: COVID responses lol. Even outside of that very particular example, I'm part of a direct action organization and even though it's relatively small and its politics are activist-minded, rapid response is still very, very hard.

I just love thinking about, okay, where are the Gotei bottlenecks, what's the red tape, where's the sludge in the workings, where to the capacities fall through, what jobs haven't been invented that they really need, what jobs exist that really shouldn't, how much is logistical, how much is political, how much is cultural, how much is personal? *this is my bulletproof kiiiiiiink*

If it's going to take 4-12 hours to get all the officers in one place, it makes me think that yes, the alarms are going off, but it's a rapid response priority only for those who were assigned to quadrant 6 or whatever. Yes, this meeting call went out, but the threat is not yet at a level where you need to drop everything and haul ass. It's serious, but not more serious than the rippling consequences of ignoring the essential tasks you were already engaged in that are really going to fuck things up in domino-like ways if you don't do them right now.

For Ichigo et al, rescuing Rukia is Priority #1. For the Gotei, the ryoka invasion is this major world event that slammed on top of their already-full calendars of other shit they're supposed to do today. Big meeting? That's great, but it's going to have to wait or else a whole deployment's going to ship out late, the payroll office is going to close before those forms get signed, and Z isn't going to have the Y report that's required in order to start the X project.

3. What did the early bird VCs do the entire time they were sitting around in Conference Room 2 waiting for people to show up?

The meeting was called to address Ichimaru's behavior in dealing (or not dealing) with the ryoka, so we can assume it was called relatively quickly after Yamamoto got wind of that. Renji just took Rukia to Fancy Prison, but it doesn't seem like there's yet been dissemination of an official report, because he doesn't actually know if Ichigo got killed by Ichimaru or not. But the meeting is still going on when the ryoka invade successfully via The Sky.

In the interim, Ichigo et al hung out with the denizens of Junrinan, met Ganju, walked out to bumfuck to find Kuukaku's house, got introduced to the cannon and the cannonballs, practiced with the cannonballs, ate dinner, gained proficiency with the cannonballs, and blasted themselves through the sky.

Which makes it seem like the VCs who got there early literally did have to wait around for half a day before everyone showed up. Keep in mind THEIR MEETING DID NOT EVEN HAVE AN AGENDA. They were just supposed to stage in Conference Room 2!

So what did they do? Did they bring any work with them? Did they shoot the shit for six hours? Play games? Nap?

...Orgy?

(Orgy.)

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Jaws of the Snake: Chapter I

Enter the snake den.

Rating: T Word Count: 4, 368 Characters: Fujihara Kiyomi, Fujihara Kiyoko, Fujihara Junpei, Fujihara Mizuki, Fujihara Daisuke, Fujihara Daiyu, Hirako Shinji, Aizen Sousuke, Orotibashi Rose Author's Notes: And here we have the beginning of Kiyomi's story! A bit of a background: Kiyomi is an original character I've had for a few years that I hold near & dear to my heart. This is her essential story- along with her siblings and her family. This first chapter, you'll get a glimpse into the Fujihara- the Third Noble Family of the Soul Society, as well as some lore building and history for Bleach itself. TW: there is a scene of mild abuse towards the middle of the piece. Nothing graphic is present, but it is- sadly- necessary for this story to unfold. Now, one hundred and thirteen years ago...

113 years ago, Fujihara Compound East of the Shihōin Compound; North of the Kuchiki Compound.

The Fujihara compound was always a sight for sore eyes, even more so as the years have passed. Nothing could ever surpass the Shihōin Compound in terms of royal stature, but the Fujihara compound was just as remarkable. Often referred to as the Royal Serpent Den, the compound itself was built in a circle. Servants would reside within the outermost ring of housing, followed by guards hired by the family (more often than not, extended family), then the branches, and finally, the main house within the very center. What made this compound confusing was that the “circle” was set in the way of a maze. Walls bled into hedge gardens that stood taller than most men, which bled into open plots before the walls would come back together, over and over again.

To an outsider, it would mean being lost for hours before someone would take pity upon you and lead you further in. From an aerial view, it would often be compared to a pit of vipers coiled together, the pattern nonsensical and made to create confusion within enemies, should any attempt to enter. As children, they were taught how to find their way around by being guided by their nannies at first, before getting dropped off in a random section and being told to find their way to the center garden. Normally, the trial would take only a month to master. After the first success, one would then be blindfolded, left outside of the compound, and then directed to enter and find their way to the large willow tree in the garden. If failed, they would repeat the process again, and again, not allowed to stop or sleep within their quarters until they could find their way in without problem.

The patriarch and matriarch of the Fujihara, Daisuke and Daiyu, had made sure that this tradition continued on. Daisuke- along with his younger brother, Yusuke, and younger sister, Ayame, had been brought up to follow this tradition. To Asahi Fujihara, their father, this was the only way to guarantee that his children would succeed as Shinigami. And succeed, they did: Daisuke had joined the Eighth Division after graduating from the Academy, being granted the Fifth seat (though not out of talent, but rather, name; Daisuke was a rather unremarkable Shinigami); Yusuke joined the Eleventh, gaining the moniker of Constrictor due to his particular method of merely crushing his enemies to death between his arms or legs; Ayame settled within the Twelfth, following her grandmother’s footsteps in the path of scientific advancement. She was offered the sixth seat, of which she took after proving herself in a fight against her captain, Hikifune Kirio.

Daisuke had retired from his life as a Shinigami after being a member of the Eighth for nearly thirty years before his father, Asahi, had passed on. Thus, the mantle of patriarch was passed down to him. He wed Shutara Daiyu, the cousin of the Weaver herself, Senjumaru. Though unlike Senjumaru, Daiyu’s reiatsu never peaked high enough for her to be considered worthy of attending the Academy. She, instead, was placed within the Fujihara house as a maid- a gift of gratitude towards the Fujihara for offering the Shutara aid and protection. The Shutara family, much like the Feng, were indebted to the Fujihara; a bond having been created nearly six hundred years prior, yet to be broken. Together, Daisuke and Daiyu would have five children: twin girls as their first borns, a son, and two more daughters. Daisuke would take on the mantle of patriarch after his father, Asahi, had passed away due to an old wound. He retired from being a Shinigami of the Gotei 13 after thirty years, much to Daiyu’s disdain.

Kiyomi and Kiyoko mastered the maze of the compound in fourteen days, seven hours, twenty-nine minutes when they were still children. They had started at opposite ends of the maze, they both found their way in simultaneously, without running into one another. Perhaps that was the first inclination that the children born into this new generation were certainly different compared to those of previous generations. Having grown comfortable, too soft in their lifestyles of retirement or seated positions within Central 46.

There had been an offer made upon the twins by a prolific okā-san of an Okiya within the Second District of the Rukongai. The “higher-class entertainment district” that catered more to the wants and needs of the noble houses, seated officers, and members of Central 46. The okā-san had commented on the girls’ beauty- such distinct features between the rosiness of their cheeks, the inklike color of their hair, the jade tone of their eyes. Daiyu pitched an argument that they only needed one daughter, really; two would be difficult to raise. Daisuke relented, and sold Kiyomi to the Okiya known as the Sakura House. There, Kiyomi began her training as a maiko- and would remain for three years before an altercation changed her life.

For the better, in Kiyomi’s humble opinion.

“Surprised you showed up,” Kiyoko teased her twin as Kiyomi entered the courtyard of the main house, hopping down from the top of the wall. “I didn’t expect to see you this time!”

“And miss a joyous family meeting? Never!” Kiyomi retorted with a roll of her eyes, reaching out to take her sister’s hands in her own. “I’m sorry I haven’t been by recently. It’s been busy, you know? The old woman’s finally talking of retirement. I think the Lieutenant will be taking over.”

“The one you have a crush on?” Kiyoko snickered as Kiyomi yelled, smacking her arm gently before taking hold of it, looping her own through. Unlike her twin, Kiyoko wore no shihakusho, for her own abilities never came to light. She liked to joke that Kiyomi took them all in the womb for herself in a greedy manner. Instead, she wore an emerald kimono with a silver snake coiling along its length, the head settling between her shoulder blades. Informal, perfect for the summer months. “Oh, Rojurou!”

“Shut UP!” Kiyomi hissed, shaking her head fiercely. “You’re awful!”

“Omi!” Junpei called as the doors opened, revealing her younger siblings. “You’re here!”

“There’s my boy!” Kiyomi grinned as her brother jogged over, followed by Mizuki toddling along on her chubby little legs.

Kiyoko stooped down, picking up the child.

“Oh, look at you!” Kiyomi sighed, running her hands through Junpei’s shaggy hair. “I’m surprised they haven’t made you cut it short in the Academy, yet!”

“You and me, both.” He pulled her into a hug, a kiss pressed to the top of her head. Even now, he was taller than she was. “Mother’s in a mood,” he warned softly, offering another squeeze. “She’s upset.”

“Why?” Kiyomi whispered back, arms wrapped around his middle, swaying side to side. “Who pissed her off?”

“You.” Kiyoko answered as she stepped closer. Mizuki hummed a soft lullaby to herself, working on creating a braid in Kiyoko’s hair. “She’s still angry that you gained a seated position higher than father ever achieved.”

“That’s his fault! Not mine. If he has such an issue with it, take it up with Captain Yamomoto,” Kiyomi grumbled, pulling back from her brother. She stiffened, prompting her siblings to move quickly as their parents stepped out onto the porch. Kiyomi stepped forward, her role as eldest daughter settling upon her shoulders once more. “Mother, Father. I am pleased to see you both,” she greeted, bowing low at the waist.

“Daughter,” Daisuke cooed as he stepped down, his smile saccharine sweet yet never meeting his eyes. “It is a delight to have you home once more!” His arms wrapped around her in an embrace too tight; she hid the wince that threatened by burying her face in his chest, her own arms wrapping around him loosely. “We’ve missed you.”

“I apologize for not coming home sooner,” pulling back, she stepped to the side to be able to address both of her parents simultaneously. “My captain is retiring within the year, so my Division has been busy making sure that the transfer of her position to our lieutenant is smooth.”

“No missions?” Daiyu sniffed, settling down on her knees in a proper seiza position, hands folded atop one another as Kiyoko hurried back to pour tea- though Kiyomi beat her to it, shunpo aiding her as she settled beside her mother suddenly, already reaching for the tea.

She was the guest, here. It was her job to pour the tea for the family, and then herself. Not Kiyoko. “Missions, yes. Though, the World of the Living is quite… Interesting. Things are changing rapidly.” Her gaze flickered to Kiyoko; a hidden wink promising gifts, later. “They keep me busy.”

“Good.” Daisuke nodded as he eased himself down with a grunt. It was like walking on broken glass, here. “Have you seen your uncle and aunt?”

“Occasionally. Due to where the Third is, I don’t get to see either often unless our Divisions are sent out together. But I do get to see them during our down time,” three glasses poured; she poured Junpei his own, followed by Mizuki, and at last- herself. “This is the first time I’ve had an actual, full day of a break in months!”

“Shame.” Daiyu muttered, gaze full of ire and scrutiny as she surveyed the manner of which her daughter dressed. “I do wish they wouldn’t make you wear those garbs.”

“Uniforms, mother,” Kiyomi sighed, shaking her head. “I’ve customized my own as much as I am allowed.”

“It makes you look fat.”

“Daiyu,” Daisuke hissed, a look of hidden anger flashing across his face. “Cease.”

Silence settled across the family as they sipped their tea. This was how it always was. Mother would make rude comments and sniff; father would pour sake into his tea. It would last all of ten minutes before Daiyu would make some excuse to leave. Daisuke would fall asleep on the porch. Jaw clenching, Kiyomi set her teacup down. “I’ve been told that Ayame and Sho are trying for another child.”

“They are!” Daisuke grinned at his daughter, nodding enthusiastically. His baby sister, her aunt. “Mai will be entering the Academy in a year. They believe Jun’Ichi will show his strength soon, as well.”

Clapping her hands together, Kiyomi grinned. “How exciting!” That would put at least three more Fujihara into the ranks of the Gotei, as long as they survived their years in the Academy.

“I think Mizuki will be entering early.” Daiyu’s lips curved into a cold smile as she glanced towards her eldest, gaze dark. After the kidnapping a year prior, Mizuki’s reiatsu had spiked to an almost dangerous degree. The force alone had killed the men who’d taken her. The incident had been swept under the rug, though rumors still surrounded the family even now. That it had been a ploy to get Mizuki to show her strength sooner, that the family was attempting to overthrow the Kuchiki… What nonsense.

Clearing her throat, Kiyomi glanced towards her youngest sibling. “Is that a good idea? She’s still a child-”

“You were her age when I sent you to the Okiya.”

“When you sold me, you mean.” She snapped, head tilting; a brow raised as she studied her mother, watching the way she stiffened beneath her gaze like a field mouse trapped by a rat snake. “Or is your mind failing you?”

“Kiyomi!” Daisuke snapped, hand slamming down upon the wood of the porch. Silence fell immediately as Daisuke reached over, grabbing her by the back of her neck, forcing her head down into a bow. Kiyomi yelped, hands pressing into the floor to keep from smashing her face against it. “Apologize to your mother!”

“I’m sorry!” She yelled from between gritted teeth.

Daiyu laughed, the sound loud and annoying, like those cheap wind chimes they sell in the lower Rukongai districts. Rising to her feet, she took her cup of tea and poured it off the side of the porch before dropping the cup. Quickly, Junpei reached out, grasping it before it could hit the ground.

“I’m going to my rooms.” With that, the Matriarch left, the sound of her tabi sliding against the floor the only sound. Only when she left did Daisuke release his daughter.

His lip curved into a sneer; Kiyomi remained bowed, her shoulders shaking. “Disgraceful.” He spat, turning to follow his wife.

“... He’s gone.” Kiyoko whispered, watching as her twin sat back up. Tears glinted within her gaze before she blinked them away. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.” Kiyomi shook her head, ignoring the flare of pain that traveled with the movement. She reached into her shihakusho, pulling free the small gifts she’d brought with her for her siblings. “I need to leave soon, but I want to give you three these before.”

“Oh!” Kiyoko gasped, a hand covering her mouth as she took the smooth black box from her. “Oh, Omi, you shouldn’t have!” Gushing, she quickly opened it to find a pair of emerald earrings. “You really shouldn’t have!”

“You deserve nice things,” a shrug as Kiyomi turned her attention to Junpei, handing over a sack of candy. “From the world of the living. They call it salt-water taffy. It’s good!”

“You feed my sweet tooth too much,” he mumbled, cheeks flushed but grin wide as he leaned over, giving her a brief hug. “Thank you.”

“And for you,” Mizuki scooted closer on her knees, eyes bright, grin small but growing by the minute. Eager, as children often were. “I was in Tokyo recently- and I passed by a shop with the cutest dolls! I saw this one, and I thought- I know a girl who would love her!” Kiyomi held up the porcelain doll for Mizuki to see. “She’s fragile, not meant to be taken outside, okay? She stays in your room.”

Nodding quickly, Mizuki took the porcelain Geisha doll between her hands carefully, eyes wide. She held her to her chest like one would hold a kitten- with all the tender care in her little form. She leaned up to press a kiss to Kiyomi’s cheek in lieu of speaking.

“Now- I need to go. I’ve overstayed my welcome.”

“Let me walk you out?” Kiyoko rose, dusting off her yukata. “Junpei, can you put the tea away?”

“Got it.”

“Thanks.” Turning, the twins began to walk out of the garden, arm in arm. “They’re talking about another child.”

“Again?” A grimace; there were four of them, already… “Will it be their last?”

“I think so. They want another boy. Daiyu wants another boy.”

“Of course she does,” a grand roll of the eyes as Kiyomi turned them. The maze was ingrained within her mind; where hidden doors were, where false exits lay. “I think Ayame intends to retire soon- or, at least, attempt to step down from her position to a non-seated position.”

“She should, it’s dangerous work for her to continue while trying for another child,” Kiyoko sighed, leaning into her twin. “I miss you.”

“I miss you. I don’t miss our parents.” Kiyomi paused their steps, turning to face her sister with an oddly serious expression. “One day, you will become the Matriarch. I know it.”

“If they don’t marry me off first.”

“They won’t.”

“You sound so sure!” A laugh pulled free as Kiyoko pulled away, walking ahead of Kiyomi. “Being a Shinigami’s made you so serious!”

“No, it hasn’t!” Arguing, she jogged ahead to catch up with her sister, the pair dissolving into a fit of laughter. The exit loomed ahead, the carved snakes twisting along the archway. “I’ll write more. Have it sent by one of the other members of the Division.”

“Please. I need someone who understands this nonsense. Junpei’s not here often, and Mizuki is-”

“A child.”

“A child…”

Turning, she pulled Kiyoko into a hug, offering a squeeze of reassurance. “Things will change. I don’t know when or how, but they will.”

“If you say so…” Pulling back, Kiyoko sighed as Kiyomi backed away. “Go spy on your crush!”

“Fuck off!” Kiyomi laughed, turning away to begin her trek back into the Gotei 13. Even with the usage of Shunpo, it would take over an hour to get back beyond the gate. It gave her time to think, for her mind to wander. It seemed that Daiyu and Daisuke were getting worse each year, growing gradually more insufferable and mean spirited. She worried for her siblings.

Her lips pressed together tightly as she passed through the gate, the subtle thrum of distant reiatsu from Captains settling across her skin. The Gotei was made up of Thirteen Court Guard Squads, as well as the Kidō Corps and Onmitsukidō. The Onmitsukidō was created by the Shihōin Family and overseen by its ruling head- which was Lady Yoruichi, currently. But the members of the family weren’t in the Onmitsukidō- but rather, the members of the Feng family, as well as any shinigami who was able to test into the Onmitsukidō. Like Urahara Kisuke; he wasn’t an official member of the Shihōin family, but he had been raised alongside Lady Yoruichi and was a member of the Omnitsukidō. How, she wasn’t sure. She’d only known them when they were all growing up, before she became the figurehead of the family. The Kidō Corps were overseen by Tsukabishi Tessai- an incredibly talented and strong Kidō user.

Each of the thirteen divisions hold over two hundred members and twenty seated officers. The lower the number, the higher the rank. Herself, for example: she was the Fourth Seat of the Third Division. Above her was the Third Seat, Togakushi Riku, and above him, their Lieutenant (who would soon become their Captain), Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi. Some Divisions were specialized in what they did; the Second with the Omnitsukidō, the Fourth was their medical ward and specialists, the Ninth handled communications, but was also the essential security for the Seireitei. They were on standby at all times. The Twelfth was for research; what kind, she wasn’t entirely privy to, but she did know that her aunt, Ayame, was a researcher for different types of toxins that could be used in battle against Hollows.

A huff escaped Kiyomi as she leapt onto the roof of a Thirteenth Division barracks, taking a moment to catch her breath. The sun was beginning to set at last, no longer beating down upon the polished white stone that had been used to create the Gotei 13’s Divisions. Her gaze tracked across the horizon, landing upon the tower that served as the First Division’s barracks. The First Division was where the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 resided- Captain Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, and his Lieutenant, Chōjirō Sasakibe. Two of the strongest members of the Soul Society- as well as the oldest. Though, she was certain that Captain Unohana Retsu was older than Lieutenant Sasakibe. She had an odd air about her, one that she’d not been able to place in the time that she’s known her.

Like death.

Perhaps that was due to her being a medic. Shaking her head, she continued on her journey, using shunpo to traverse across the rooftops a touch faster. The thing with the Gotei was that none of the divisions were in order; it was nonsensical, truthfully. The sound of yelling to the left; the Eleventh was celebrating something. A laugh spilled free as she turned, foot landing on the roof of the Fifth Division barracks.

“Stop runnin’ on my roof.” Captain Hirako Shinji ordered, giving Kiyomi a startle.

Nearly slipping, she turned on her toes and regained her balance. “Sorry, Captain!”

“No, ya ain’t.” His lips curved into a smile as he motioned for her to follow. “C’mon down. Did you visit yer family?”

“Yes,” carefully, she clambered down off the roof, hanging on the edge for a moment before releasing to fall into a crouch with a soft oof. “Is there something you needed, Captain?” Curiosity piqued, her gaze flickered about the mostly-empty courtyard, though her gaze caught sight of mousy brown hair turning the corner.

Lieutenant Sosuke Aizen. “Ah, Fourth Seat Fujihara! What a surprise!” He greeted, smiling as he approached. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes, sir. Everything’s fine! Just getting scolded for taking a shortcut by Captain Hirako.”

“Hey, now,” Shinji grumbled as he retreated into his quarters for a moment before returning with a parcel. “Give this t’ Rose.”

“... Why can’t you give it to him yourself?” The attitude slipped into her voice before she caught herself. Though, she didn’t gasp- didn’t apologize. “If it’s something from you-”

“It’s not a gift. Something he needed from the World of the Living.” Shinji placed the package into her hands, snickering at the way her lips pursed. “Thank ya, Kiyomi.”

“Of course, Captain,” she muttered through gritted teeth, turning on her heel.

“I’ll walk with you? I need to bring some documents to the Seventh.” Aizen offered, watching as Kiyomi brightened a touch. “If that’s alright with you, Captain?” A glance over the shoulder, watching the way Shinji’s gaze narrowed slightly.

“... ‘s fine. Dismissed.” Turning on his heel, Shinji retreated into his quarters, though he paused just out of Aizen’s line of sight to listen to their steps retreat. His new lieutenant… Something was there. Under the surface, lingering like a parasite.

Kiyomi hummed as she walked, package tucked under her arm. The contents felt soft, like a shirt of some sort. Or perhaps a new formal yukata for the upcoming celebrations? “Are you settling in well?” She asked her companion, breaking the silence. He startled beside her, eyes widening before resettling.

“I- yes, I am. Thank you.” He smiled, head dipping a touch. “How long have you been part of the Third?”

“Ah, lemme think… A little over a year? Yeah- I was part of the Eighth for a few months before transferring over.” Having two of the four noble houses of the Seireitei in the same Division? Oh, that had ruffled some feathers. “I like the Third more. Suits me better, I think.”

“Does it? That’s nice.” Aizen’s gaze studied her back curiously; her hair was long, reaching her waist, and cut in a way so that the longest strands were in the center, ending in a ‘V’, much like her bangs. She didn’t wear the traditional sandals, either, but rather, a pair of Geisha geta. How peculiar. “Is it hard to walk in your shoes?”

“These?” A laugh- surprisingly loud- escaped. “Nah. They’ve got better balance and grip than the sandals they try to make us wear. Blame Lady Senjumaru for that.”

“Senjumaru?”

“The Great Weaver- she’s the one who created our uniforms! Didn’t they teach you all this in the Academy?” She asked, tilting her head back to watch the confusion dance across Aizen’s face. “Huh. Well- Senjumaru Shuutara created our shihakusho. She’s the one who makes all the uniforms for us- or, at least, she laid the groundwork.”

“You speak as if you know her,” curiosity entered his voice as they turned, the gate for the Third coming into view. “Do you?”

“Distant relative on my mother’s side. I’ve met her once. She works with the Twelfth.” Evening had fallen across the Seireitei; lanterns began to ignite one after another, flames spluttering to life. Kido work. “Have fun visiting the Seventh, Lieutenant!”

“Thank you. Have a nice night, Lady Kiyomi.” Aizen bowed low at the waist before turning.

Kiyomi watched him walk, her smile vanishing, mask dropping for a moment. Something was strange about Aizen; perhaps the way he spoke so formally? She wasn’t quite sure, not really. Shrugging, she retreated into her division. The package… Fingers drummed against it. If he was in his office, then she’d talk to him. If he wasn’t, then she’d leave it on his desk and leave. Yeah!

Nodding, she wandered through the garden that led away from the training field. The garden had been planted when the Third was first brought to life, nearly a thousand years ago. It had flourished, tended to carefully; while no fruit nor vegetable was present, hundreds of flowers were. Roses, dahlias, chrysanthemums; this garden was nothing like the trimmed, orderly rose and hedge gardens of the Fujihara compound. Within the center lay a koi pond- a more recent inclusion. Lily of the valley had been planted around the pond, the Division’s signature flower.

Captain Iba’s quarters were dark; she’d already retired for the night. A glance across the way revealed that her lieutenant’s office was also dark; he must have gone out for the night. Quiet steps drew her to the edge of the porch. A jump up landed her on the ledge of the railing. Stepping off, she glanced about before quietly slipping into the office space. Her heart was a drum in her chest as she quietly tip-toed further in. The space was so distinctly Rose, from the elegant paintings hung on the walls to the sheet music scattered to the side. A small, girlish smile curved her lips as she set the package down atop his desk before turning. One last lingering look- before she quickly, quietly slipped out, closing the door behind her before walking towards her own quarters across the courtyard.

Turning the corner, Rose paused; head tilting as he watched the back of the Fourth Seat cross the courtyard, the light of the moon shining upon her hair, casting silver highlights through onyx tresses. His mouth opened, making to call out to her- only for it to shut. She looked to be in a rush, and it was rather late; she’d been outside of the Gotei for the majority of her day, visiting family. Well, no matter. He returned to his office, pausing at the lingering scent of… Amber, vanilla musk, and cinnamon. Had she been at his office? Had she been looking for him? Opening the door, he paused as the lights lit themselves, answering to his reiatsu. A package sat on his desk; even from here, he could recognize Shinji’s handwriting. Good! His clothing.

Humming to himself, he closed the door for a touch more privacy so that he could eat his dinner in peace. Tomorrow, he would meet with the other seated officers to talk of his transition.

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[cyanid-apple]

J'ai publié 586 fois en 2022

C'est 472 billets de plus qu'en 2021 !

64 billets créés (11%)

522 billets reblogués (89%)

Les blogs que j'ai le plus reblogués :

@/elytrians

@/opia-jpg

@/spooksier

@/alientoastt

@/stereden

J'ai étiqueté 368 billets en 2022

Seulement 37% de mes billets ne comportaient pas de tag

#tma - 57 billets

#cy talks - 29 billets

#cy makes art - 24 billets

#fanart - 16 billets

#one piece - 8 billets

#danganronpa - 8 billets

#severance - 7 billets

#tma fanart - 6 billets

#reblog - 6 billets

#ghost quartet - 6 billets

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#and then we didn’t sleep at all and me and three of my friends (not the ones who met stromae) decided at 4:30 in the morning to take a train

Mes billets vedette en 2022 :

n°5

[ID: Digital illustration of Nikola Orsinov and Tim Stoker on a black background. The illustration is made of only coloured lineart. Tim is upside down.

Nikola is a grey mannequin with a red tutu and clown makeup. Tim is a brown man with bleached and dyed blue hair that is curly and reaches his shoulders. He is wearing a white shirt and holding a white object.

Around them is written "You idiot! Do you really think the world will fate under the watcher? Do you think you’re saving anyone? I don’t care. You can’t even save him! But I can hurt you".

"I don’t care" and "But I can hurt you" are written in white and upside down. The rest is in red. End ID]

For @tmaappreciationweek day three

Favourite scene: the confrontation between Tim and Nikola during the unknowing

44 notes - publié le 23 mars 2022

n°4

[ID: Digital portrait painting of Melanie King on a blue background.

Melanie is a pale japanese woman with short brown hair with red tips. She’s wearing a dark red sweater. End ID]

She’s actually my favourite ever

53 notes - publié le 18 septembre 2022

n°3

[ID: Digital illustration of the season 5 cast of the Magnus archives in front of a green sky composed of eyes. it shows Jon, Elias, Melanie, Georgie, Annabelle, Helen, Martin and Basira. In the middle is written "the Magnus archives. Season five" and at the bottom right "statement ends."

Jon is a brown man with dark brown hair and brown eyes. He has facial hair and round scars on his face. He wears a dark teal shirt and has some grey hairs.

Elias is a white man with gray hair and green eyes. He has a moustache and wrinkles and wears a blue suit.

Melanie is a Japanese woman with dark brown hair that is dyed pink. She has pink glass eyes and wears a red heart shaped earring. She wears a pink sweatshirt.

Georgie is a black woman with dark brown hair and eyes. Her curly hair is done in a bun and the tips are purple. She wears a yellow sweatshirt and a sword shaped earring.

Annabelle is a black woman with bleached short curly hair and brown eyes. There is a spiderweb design in her hair and in her eye makeup. She wears a purple turtleneck with a lilac dress.

Helen is a black woman with brown hair and hazelnut eyes. Her hair is curly and the tips are pink. She wears a green dress shirt with an orange crop top on top of it. She wears a yellow spiral shaped earring and has spiral motives on her face.

Martin is a Polynesian man with dark brown hair and eyes. He has two light grey streaks in his hair and facial hair. He wears a blue jumper and glasses.

Basira is a Middle Eastern woman with brown eyes. She wears a green hijab, a white dress shirt and a green sweater vest. End ID]

This is the first time I draw Elias

57 notes - publié le 5 février 2022

n°2

[ID: Digital bust shot portrait of Oliver Banks, a black man with long dark brown braids with light purple tips. He wears round glasses low on his nose and a blue grey sweater. He has freckles and wears a skull shaped earring. The background is light blue. In the top left corner is written "Oliver Banks, avatar of the End". End ID]

Man just wants a nap, more at five

59 notes - publié le 5 février 2022

Mon billet n°1 en 2022

[ID: Digital painting of Annabelle Cane holding a phone in front of a red background. It is a bustshot.

Annabelle is a black woman with short pale blonde curly hair. Her eyes are completely white. There is a hole in her skull that is covered with a spiderweb. She is wearing a white shirt with ruffles a red corset and a green shawl. She wears red jewellery. The phone she is holding is a red rotary dial phone, there are two other phones on the table in front of her. End ID]

Long time no spider wife

532 notes - publié le 24 juillet 2022

Obtenez votre année 2022 en revue sur Tumblr →

[ak47melee]

[swan2swan]

FUN BLEACH FACT: Emilou Apacci is the first Arrancar in the series to terminate an opponent on-screen using the dreaded Cero Blast.

[unavernales]

FULL NAME: pasha chesnokov

SPECIES: vampire

GENDER: male

PRONOUNS: he/him

DOB / AGE: november 30th / 368

ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral

OCCUPATION: owner of a strip club

DRINK, SMOKE, DRUGS?: yes, yes, yes

ORIENTATION: homosexual

POSITION:  versatile switch  

countenance

HAIR COLOR / STYLE:  brown; bleached blonde / falls to nape of neck

EYE COLOR / STYLE: dark brown /  wide almond

HEIGHT: five feet, seven inches

TATTOOS: none

PIERCINGS: none

NOTICEABLE TRAITS: well manicured hands, upturned nosebridge

mental

POSITIVE TRAITS: observant, sharp, resilient

NEGATIVE TRAITS: dishonest, impulsive, vengeful

LIKES: spending time with his daughter, chocolate, negotiating

DISLIKES: being home alone, having to depend on other people, vanilla

biography

     pasha chesnokov was murdered by his lover in 1600s eastern europe when he was in his mid twenties. pasha was buried in a shallow grave in the nearby woods. the lack of a proper burial, pasha’s rage, and an untimely death by betrayal initiated pasha’s resurrection. by killing and drinking the blood of his former lover and murderer, pasha fully embraced his new identity as a vampire.  mass hysteria followed pasha’s string of initial feedings. this pushed pasha into a life of nomadism: fleeing from place to place as he discovered and developed his newfound abilities. three hundred years later, pasha is faster, stronger, and more persuasive than he’s ever been. his psychic abilities served him well in the realm of business, allowing him to begin multiple ventures. his favorite, and longest lasting, has been his upscale strip club that also acts as an assassination ground for criminal groups via pasha’s vampiric and otherwise supernatural performers. a few years ago, pasha conceived a child with a mortal man whom he thought he’d marry. when pasha discovered the man was having multiple affairs, the vampire compelled him to run himself into financial and personal turmoil before pasha left with their daughter. currently, pasha is mainly concerned with raising his daughter, a dhampir, to the best of his ability while also maintaining sole ownership of the strip club. 

[captnbukys]

Hey! Where can i read the coloured manga of bleach? From chapter 368 😩

[asukaskerian]

monthly + yearly word count

DECEMBER TOTAL: 3 523 words ... that's it? that's it. i'mma kill my cousin. just saying. fucking thyphoid mary. six perfect vacation days lost to shitting my brains out, and i don't get any more vacation days until this summer. i'mma murder her. POSTED: nothin! WIP -Bleach Daemon AU: arrancars in ksuke's basement that i STILL don't know where it's going (427 words) -Bleach Daemon AU: Starrk and Lilynette in Soul Society (341 words) -grimmichi superheroes AU (980 words) -grimmichihime: Oxytocin (329 words, and for sure i'm throwing out the last fifty of them and maybe all of them idk, cannot brain this fic.) -ichigo/grimmjow&fraccion ABO fic (5...4... words holy shit that's all???? really????????) -bloodsport!!! (1 392 words, of which i'm gonna have to rewrite/delete like 500 because they're the wrong POV but! progress! and the plot seems to ahve been hammered out!!! g a s p.) -------- YEARLY WORD COUNT: 2019 jan: 16 368 feb: 32 808 mar: 25 336 apr: 22 598 may: 11 651 jun: 9 175 jul: 7 069 aug: 4 196 sep: 2 356 oct: 6 829 nov: 17 700 dec: 3 523 TOTAL: 159 609 AVERAGE: 13 300. 2010: 136 235, average: 11 353/month. ... :X :X :X 2011: 167 675, average: 13 973/month. :X 2012: 332 396, average: 27 700/month. eeeeeeee. 2013: 396 917, average: 33 076/month !!!!!!!! 2014: 315 332, average: 26 276/month ... :X 2015: 206 403, average: 17 200/month. 2016: 127 495, average: 10 625/month. >:( 2017: 80 828, avergage: 6 736/month. .__. 2018: 128 033, avergage: 10 669/month. FUCK YOU 2017. 2019: 159 609, average: 13 300/month. huh! i was expecting to have done worse than this because i found a full time job in june and it drastically cut into my writing time, but my inspiration and drive haven't been doing great for a couple years before that anyway, so i'm surprised but it's kind of nice that i managed so much anyway. one thing i'm disappointed in is that i was doing so well on my to-be-published ofics and then grimmichi hit me in the face and i still haven't managed to carve out some time to get back to at least finish the immanuel/dhalion one. it's so close to being done. ugh. another thing is i didn't manage to publish another motdp or BT chapter. that's very annoying. i'm so close to the end for motdp. between three and ten chapters?? will try to find myself some people who will have the time and willpower to sit on me as i do my best impression of a tantrumming child while dragging the last of it out, it's an idea i've had for months and never convinced myself to implement. ugh self. oh yeah, all that and i might have adhd? well. okay then. niow i just gotta spend the next couple years talking myself into finding a specialist so i can know for sure before i hit fifty. :X -- anyway teasers.

--- ((daemon AU - random kisuke's basement shenanigans)) "For the good of this operation we will be continuing with the more extreme variants for testing purposes. Once those are out of the way, the rest can be mass-produced very quickly!" Which... Makes sense. Grimmjow shrugs, and puts a hand on his sword pommel, because he knows what comes next is another half-assed riot. "Alright, who do you want then." "Hm-hmmm... Natural-born arrancar, any pairs of siblings if you have any?" Grimmjow shrugs; a couple of medics wave urgently and trot up to the front, throwing elbows around and baring teeth when others glare and try to get in their way. Dordoni is already looking quivery and pleased by the rocks; Grimmjow has to be the one who narrows his eyes in warning before anybody can start shit. "Anyone who isn't following the one-head-two-arms-two-legs-no-extras body model? Ah, I see not this week. Who else... We should have taken a better census earlier on..." Nakeem takes a step forward, looks at Grimmjow straight on -- then at Waki, and inclines his head. "Gillian," he says. "Partly." "Oh ho, that'll be interesting. Up you go, kind sir. Anyone with contact effects such as poison sweat, slime, electricity -- I see a hand over there, very good, ma'am, come along." It's a brouhaha next of people trying to call out anything they might consider special. Grimmjow gives Nakeem a considering look -- he didn't ask if he could go, but he asks for things he wants so rarely, he takes the things he wants even less. Something he needs, like food, he won't be polite or half-assed about it, but... That's a lot to control all at once for two shinigami who also have experiments to run. "Assist Dordoni where you can," he says, and Nakeem nods simply. "Dordoni, orders ain't changed." -- ((daemon AU - starrk and lilynette in soul society)) They're on the gallery by the pond when he comes in, all four of them, the captains with their legs dangling overboard and the daemons curled contentedly between them; and Lilynette is, of course, in the pond up to her ankles and grimly flailing around after fish. "Starrk!" she yells up when she sees him. "That fat fucker stole my cake! Come and sashimi it up for me." Sighing his lack of surprise, Starrk walks up along the gallery, nodding a polite greeting at the captains. He stops a little farther away from Ukitake-taicho than he would from Kyoraku-taicho, if he were the one sitting on that side; they all pretend they didn't notice but Kyoraku's daemon nods her little striped head in approval, flicks out her forked tongue. Starrk nods to her right back, and sinks down to his haunches to take the cushion Lilinette abandoned. "Hey, I said to help me!" Maybe he should have kept on napping. He sighs, pointedly pats his waist. "With what blade?" The sword he used to wear back in Las Noches was an asauchi Tosen gave him; the Seireitei wouldn't have taken a true zanpakuto from him, he wants to think, but it wasn't bonded to him in any way, so now it's gone. It's mostly symbolic. His true weapon is Lilynette, but none of them can quite stomach the thought of separating them. At least none of the ones whose opinion matters, so far. "--Damn. Ugh." Lilynette gives the captains the side-eye, hesitates. "... Hey, whitey, I don't supposed you'd let me--" "Lilynette." Starrk winces, sneaks the captains a look. They both have their eyebrows up; the white ball of fluff on Ukitake's lap has her little triangle ears up, too, though it's hard to read her any better than this. "They might not be the same as arrancar zanpakuto but I'm pretty sure that's still really rude." "It really is!" Kyoraku's daemon sings out, sounding entertained. "Oh my." "I wouldn't ding it or anything," Lilynette mutters sullenly. "Fine, whatever." -- ((superheroes AU)) He was still waiting for Pantera's response when the man responded by passing right out. Face gone slack and eyes closed almost all the way, vacant, head rolling limply on his pillow and all of that. Ichigo tested it out by picking up his hand and letting it drop; no reaction. Yeah. Okay. Good enough. "Yuzu," he called out in Zangetsu's crackling voice, and she was there in seconds, mouth pinched white, the five-sided cross at her neck glowing silver right through her shirt. "...Oh." "Yeah." A sigh; he made sure Pantera was still out with a quick pinch to his arm, then looked back at his sister. "I'd let you suture him, but if he wakes up he's gonna wake up snarly. You're on sponging up duty, kiddo." Nodding fiercely, she turned around to go get her supplies. "Clear plastic sheet, IV bag -- surgical gowns?" "Yeah!" He pressed harder; Pantera exhaled shakily without waking up, producing the quietest whine he'd ever heard. "Hurry." "At least if he dies," she yelled back, "we know where to put him!" We, she said, as if she was the one who was gonna carry the whole hundred and eighty pounds of him. Ichigo groaned. He guessed he could do with a lookout... And better her than Karin. For all her prickliness and her defensive hostility, she'd still feel sad and creeped out. Yuzu was sometimes way too Quincy; she'd feel bad if Pantera suffered -- as long as he didn't make Ichigo suffer first -- but if he did, or after he was dead? That was just empty meat. -- ((oxytocin)) "No, she..." Orihime could smile now, could crinkle her eyes and mean it. His offended confusion was... Nice? Nice. Also hilarious, honestly, if also very embarrassing. "It's the boobs," she whispered in his ear, making a very serious face. Just to see if -- hoping that -- He blinked, and looked down at her chest, and then started chuckling, and then cackled straight-up, and his knees went out from under him. Yelping, Orihime tried to hold him up and only ended up kneeling between his thighs. He threw an arm around her shoulders, grinning white and bright right in her face, head tilted to touch foreheads. "Oh yeah. Sin pillows. I forgot." He sounded like that was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever forgotten in his life. Lives, even. He was so close. "I mean, guess they're comfier than her straight-up bones, but what the fuck." "S-sin pillows," she repeated, and started giggling helplessly, half from the unexpectedness of his words and half from the release of that nervous tension, that looming explosion. "Cupid's kettle drums." "Oh my god." "Can you -- can you guys stop," Kurosaki-kun said in a pained tone from the side. "Can Grimmjow stop especially. Just." "Adding my vote," Ishida-kun groaned, massaging the bridge of his nose. -- ((abo)) He wraps his legs tighter around Kurosaki, ankles locked over his ass; grinds back. Grins, mean and challenging, when Kurosaki pushes up on his hands to glower down at him. "It's really been the cuddliest," he confirms, all teeth out. "If you wanna get me bred you're gonna have to work harder than that." -- ((bloodsport)) A trail of nibbles going down brought him back out of his head. Lapping at blood along his ribs that he'd forgotten the cause of; caressing the last fractured pieces of his defunct armor off his skin; following it with his mouth. "I like that you're blue here too," Kurosaki said, too candid to accept, and took the head of his dick in his mouth. It felt -- fuck. Shit. of course it felt good, wet heat and tender flesh constricting all around him, but it -- Kurosaki's tongue. Kurosaki's smug little brat-smirk, like a snot-nosed kid who'd gotten away with something, the way his eyes sparkled. It wasn't like the first time Kurosaki had blown him at all, and yet. He fisted both hands in long orange hair, hissing between his teeth in shocked pleasure as Kurosaki fucking deepthroated him. He hadn't been that practiced at it last time, Grimmjow had been so sure -- he'd sucked a few dicks before for sure but nothing so advanced where was his gag reflex oh god -- A rough chuckle, Kurosaki pulling off to grin at him with the head of Grimmjow's dick pressing against his lips. Oh fucking shit, Grimmjow had said the gag reflex stuff out loud. Growling, Grimmjow caught him by the horns and piloted his head back. Kurosaki went, laughing all the way down. "Shut up, you little fucker." Kurosaki strained back. "Nmph -- not yet!" "I preferred when -- when you didn't talk. Ugh." "Lie!" Kurosaki pointed out, tail lashing slowly on the ground in a pleased arc.

[elceeu2morrow]

Tom Breihan @tombreihan | May 3, 2019 - 2:42 pm

2. Louis Tomlinson – “Two Of Us” (Dir. ?)

This is only barely a music video. You can’t even hear the damn song. But it’s remarkably effective at forcing you to feel things, which is, of course, the entire point.

5. Julia Shapiro – “A Couple Highs” (Dir. Claire Buss)

4. Bleached – “Hard To Kill” (Dir. Juliana & Nicky Giraffe) 

3. Taylor Swift – “ME!” (Feat. Brendon Urie) (Dir. Dave Meyers & Taylor Swift)

2. Louis Tomlinson – “Two Of Us” (Dir. ?)

1. Stormzy – “Vossi Bop” (Dir. Henry Scholfield)

[isolaradiale]

Lost in Space 14

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APEX LEGENDS

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THE ARCANA

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BLAZBLUE

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DEVIL MAY CRY

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DOKI DOKI LITERATURE CLUB

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DURARARA!!

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GRANBLUE FANTASY

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HOUSEKI NO KUNI

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IT

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KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN

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KEN GA KIMI

Kayo (HOUSE 153)

KILL LA KILL

Uzu Sanageyama (HOUSE 138)

KIMETSU NO YAIBA

Kaigaku (CONDO 463) *BROKEN URL

Susamaru (APARTMENT 367)

KINGDOM HEARTS

Isa/Saix (TOWNHOUSE 205)

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LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

Evelynn (HOUSE 157)

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LEGEND OF ZELDA

Vio Link (APARTMENT 359)

LONG LIVE THE QUEEN

Elodie (TOWNHOUSE 235)

MAGI

Judar (CONDO 423)

MARVEL

Illyana Rasputin (Magik) (APARTMENT 316)

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Kurt Wagner (Nightcrawler) (TOWNHOUSE 237)

Laura Kinney (X-23) (HOUSE 158)

Patrick Mulligan (Toxin) (TOWNHOUSE 213) *BROKEN URL

MEIJI TOKYO RENKA

Shunsou Hishida (TOWNHOUSE 203)

METAL GEAR SOLID

Venom Snake (HOUSE 110)

MY HERO ACADEMIA (BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA)

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) (CONDO 413)

Tokoyami (TOWNHOUSE 254)

NARUTO

Kisame Hoshigaki (TOWNHOUSE 216)

NIER

A2 (TOWNHOUSE 243)

NINJAGO

Lloyd Garmadon (TOWNHOUSE 221)

OFF

The Batter (CONDO 416)

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Eris Kihara (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Namir Hassan (CONDO 431)

Opherryn (HOUSE 112)

Paivet (APARTMENT 302) *BROKEN URL

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Yi Hansol (Yi’s House (Cotes))

ONE PIECE

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ONEGAI MY MELODY

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RWBY

Bartholomew Oobleck (APARTMENT 360)

Oscar Pine (TOWNHOUSE 217)

SENNEN MEIKYUU NO NANA OUJI

Lawrence Ackroyd (CONDO 403)

Zan Audupon (CONDO 419)

STEVEN UNIVERSE

Blue Diamond (TOWNHOUSE 250)

Pearl (TOWNHOUSE 202)

STRANGER THINGS

Nancy Wheeler (APARTMENT 364)

TALES OF

Marta Lualdi (CONDO 423)

Martel Yggdrasill (TOWNHOUSE 241)

Zaveid (HOUSE 151)

Zelos Wilder (CONDO 403)

TOUHOU

Fujiwara no Mokou (HOUSE 121)

Hieda no Akyuu (HOUSE 151)

Sanae Kochiya (CONDO 404)

Toyosatomimi no Miko (HOUSE 152)

TOUKEN RANBU

Kogitsunemaru (CONDO 442)

Sayo Samonji (TOWNHOUSE 202) *BROKEN URL

VAMPIRE HUNTER D

D (CONDO 441)

VIEWTIFUL JOE

Jet Black (TOWNHOUSE 209)

WOLF CHILDREN

Yuki (CONDO 441)

YAKUZA

Kazuma Kiryu (HOUSE 113)

ZATCH BELL

Zeno Bell (HOUSE 123)

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So since I am closing down fic commissions (effective 9/20/19), I’m going to make two seperate posts: one for the finished commissions, so they can still be found, and one for outstanding commissions, fo me to use as a checklist. I’m going to remove the individual pages from linking, but these will both be linked on the Graphics/Coding Commissions page for people to find.

finished fic commissions for @chitarra10

A Slip Of The Tongue (1,350 word one-shot; Sherlock; Anderson-centric with Molly) 

Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better (16,288 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sally & Molly-centric with eventual Sherlock/Molly)

Discoveries (3 part series; Sherlock; John/Mary, Sherlock/Molly and Lestrade & Sally friendship)

Her Number (1,473K one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft/Lady Smallwood & Sherlock)

Imperfection (6,493 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly with Lestrade)

Is There Any Room Large Enough To Hold Their Massive Egos? (2,812 word one-shot; Sherlock/Doctor Who; Molly & Clara-centric with Sherlock & Twelfth Doctor)

The Past Reacts To Future Events (2,847 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock & Mycroft)

What Matters More (10,294 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sally-centric, Sally/Tom, minor Sherlock/Molly, Sally & Molly friendship)

finished fic commissions for @greenskyoverme

A Private Moment (900 word one-shot; Elementary; Joan & Sherlock)

A Wave Of Heartache (900 word one-shot; Sherlock; Molly-centric with past Tom/Molly)

Best To Let Sleeping Dragons Lie (6,003 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Khan-centric with Marcus)

Comfortable In My Skin (1,000 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; McCoy/Spock)

Common Tongue (1,233 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Spock/Uhura)

Cupcakes & Conversation (1,402 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

Just Another Day In The Life (900 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; McCoy-centric)

New Family Memories (6,580 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Firefly/Doctor Who/Green Lantern/Cowboy Bebop; Kirk & McCoy friendship-centric)

Purring (420 word one-shot; Star Trek: The Original Series; Kirk/Spock - shared with strangelock221b)

The Beauty In Numbers (900 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; pre-ship McCoy/Spock)

The Start Of A Beautiful Friendship (900 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Kirk & Spock)

The Sweetest Of Treats (3,133 word one-shot; Sherlock/Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Khan/Molly)

To Sink Or To Strive Towards The Light (900 word one-shot; Elementary; Sherlock-centric with past Sherlock/”Irene”)

traces and whispers and guilt held too tightly (1,280 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Spock-centric)

finished fic commissions from @strangelock221b

…And She Came Home Again (263 word one-shot; Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries; Jack/Phryne)

A Brilliant Notion (562 word one-shot; Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries; Jack/Phryne)

A Letter To “Santa” (381 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene)

A Normal Christmas (350 word one-shot; Doctor Who; Twelve/Clara)

A Walk On The Beach (250 word one-shot; Sherlock; Moran/Molly)

Aftercare (440 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene)

Beginning – Middle – End? (879 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Sherlock; McCoy/Molly)

Fictober 2018 Stories (collection; 18 stories; various fandoms, various pairings)

Happiness Achieved (542 word one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft/Irene)

Home Is Where Molly Is (339 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

Interest (1,137 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Sherlock; Khan/Molly)

Just Want The Best For You (825 word one-shot; Sherlock; Moran/Molly)

Laughter Does A Sex Life Good (368 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene - is an M rated story)

More Important Things (544 word one-shot; Sherlock; Moran/Molly & Sherlock)

Nighttime Routines (1,131 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

Nine Lives (1,846 word drabble collection; Sherlock/Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Cabin Pressure/Doctor Strange; Molly-centric, multiple pairings)

Odiferous (526 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

Purring (420 word one-shot; Star Trek: The Original Series; Kirk/Spock - shared with greenskyoverme)

Say It With Flowers (1,326 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Sherlock; McCoy/Molly)

Snow & Books (797 word one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft/Molly)

Surviving (849 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly and others)

Tells (665 word one-shot; Captain America; Steve/Natasha)

The Best (392 word one-shot; Doctor Who; Tenth Doctor, Donna Noble & Thirteenth Doctor)

The Comfort Of Counting (585 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly & Rosie)

The Itsy Bitsy Spider (1,571 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly & Mrs. Hudson)

The Molly Letters (400 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Sherlock; McCoy/Molly)

The Night Before (464 word one-shot; Captain America; Steve/Peggy)

The Night Before Christmas, And All Was (Not) Well (754 word one-shot; Sherlock/Doctor Who; Sherlock/Amy)

The Paradigm Shift (13,201 word one-shot; Sherlock; Moran/Molly, past Moriarty/Molly and Moriarty/Moran - is a NSFW story)

The Shadow (481 word one-shot; Sherlock; one-sided Moran/Molly)

The Very Secret Diary Of Molly Hooper And The Secrets It Contains (2,801 one-shot; Sherlock; Moran/Molly with Sherlock - is a NSFW story)

They Deserve Better (713 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

Up Too Late (444 word one-shot; Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries; one-sided Jack/Phryne)

We’ve Been Told About You And Your Dog (1,087 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Spock/Uhura with Carol)

Wedding Jitters (569 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Spock/Uhura with Kirk)

What The Honourable Miss Phryne Fisher Does Not Notice (Could Fill A Man’s Thoughts For Days) (335 word one-shot; Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries; Jack/Phryne)

finished fic commissions for @whclocked

A Self-Made Family (508 word one-shot; Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries; Prudence-centric)

A Sense Of Almost Déjà Vu (1,242 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene)

Earworm (1,043 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

He Tried (1,040 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

I Can Explain… (8 part series; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

I Was Just Saying Hello (1,274 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

In And Out Of Messes (1,519 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

In Sync (1,096 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly & OFC)

Meeting Mummy (7,086 word one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft/Lestrade, Anthea, Sherlock, Mr. Holmes, Mrs. Holmes, OFC)

Nothing As Complex As A First Word (900 word one-shot; Sherlock; John/Mary & Sherlock/Molly)

Repeated Rhythms and Patterns (1,030 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly)

Temptations (1,067 word one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft/Anthea)

The Littlest Untruth (13,738 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly & Lestrade)

The Case Of The Pholcidae In The Lavatory (900 word one-shot; Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries; Jack/Phryne)

The Kegger (1,143 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Kirk & McCoy - shared with greenskyoverme)

Trying To Leave The Past Behind (1,219 word one-shot; Sherlock; Lestrade/Sally)

finished fic commissions for assorted peeps

I - V (4,124 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene - written for ladytudorrose for a donation - is a NSFW story)

A Bittersweet Day (790 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sally & her mum with background Sally/Molly - written for onceinabluemoon13 for a reblog)

A Full Belly, A Full Heart & A Lighter Conscience (2,483 word one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft, Sherlock & John; written for a-studyinsherlock for a donation)

A Well-Timed Rescue (1,017 word one-shot; Sherlock/Doctor Who; pre-ship Lestrade/Donna; written for awinterbornrose for a reblog)  

Do You Want To Be With Somebody Like Me? (41,415 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly - written for bakerst-sherlolly for a donation)

Dreams (3 part series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Sherlock; McCoy/Carol & McCoy/Molly - written for posterofamyth for a donation)

Exquisite Taste (11,673 word one-shot; Sherlock; primarily Sherlock/Molly with Mycroft/Lestrade - written for missymegs2698 for a reblog)

Haunted (6,860 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly with background John/Mary - written for sherlolly-is-jolly as apology for delay in actual donation fic)

Inappropriate Lunchtime Conversations (1,896 word one-shot; Sherlock; Molly & Mary friendship with background Sherlock/Molly & John/Mary; written for @mcbangle for a donation)

Kindness Brings Happiness (2,042 word one-shot; Bleach; Ichigo/Orihime - written for sincerelydayyy for a donation)

Led About On A (Not So) Merry Chase (8,435 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly & John/Mary with Lestrade, Moriarty & Sally - written for sincerelydayyy for a donation)

Mambo No. 1 (1,018 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly - written for narniangriff23 for a reblog)

Maps Of A Life Well-Lived (1,008 word one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Kirk & Spock Prime; written for Felis Blue)

Measure Of A Man (3,171 word one-shot; Marvel Cinematic Universe; Coulson-centric with Nick and Melinda appearances - written for sherlolly-is-jolly for a donation)

More Than Just Numbers On A Wrist (1,397 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly; written for come2myrescue)

Moving Forward Slowly (1,447 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly; written for welcometothelosingside for a donation)

Never Will I Forget The Deep Shadows, Never Will I Waste The Moon’s Light (19,722 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock & Molly-centric with Mycroft & Moriarty - written for sirro134 for a donation)

No More Regrets (36,086 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly, John/Mary, Lestrade/Sally, implied Moriarty/Irene - written for ladysolitaire for a donation)

Possibly Permanent Parting (513 word one-shot; Sherlock/Doctor Who; Eleven/Molly with pining!Sherlock - written for katiebuttercup for a donation)

Sacrifices (3,028 word one-shot; Sherlock; Mycroft/Anthea with asexual!Sherlock - written for applebytezfood for a donation)

Saviors Of All Worlds (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Marvel Cinematic Universe/Sherlock/Eureka/Vampire Academy with roleplay tweaks; currently at 9 stories; Kirk/Uhura, McCoy/Molly - written for posterofamyth)

snip snip write (2,814 word collection of drabbles; Sherlock, Star Trek AOS, Once Upon A Time, The Flash, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Star Wars: Rogue One, Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries, The Mentalist & Elementary; multiple pairings - written for various users for reblogs)

Strip Poker At Buckingham Palace (1,324 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene/Molly with Mycroft cameo - written for katiebuttercup for a donation)

Stuff Of Improbable Legends (series; Sherlock/Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Vampire Academy/Doctor Who/Eureka/MCU/Murder In Suburbia/OUAT/The Scarlet Pimpernel/Elementary/Teen Wolf/Georgina Kincaid series/Farscape/Cabin Pressure/Star Wars/Grey’s Anatomy/Arrow/Supernatural/Endeavour with roleplay tweaks; currently at 118 stories; Kirk/Rose H., McCoy/Molly, Danny/Clara, Zane/Daisy, Elementary!Sherlock/Georgina, Armand/Allison, James/Zoe S., Jackson/Zoe C., Kate/John C., Martin/Rey with John W., Dean, Jo, Finn, Thea, Endeavour, Coulson, Peggy and OCs - written for posterofamyth - has NSFW stories)

Tactile Negotiations (834 word one-shot; Eureka/Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.; pre-ship Zane/Daisy - written for posterofamyth for a donation)

That Is Enough (200 word one-shot; Star Wars: Rogue One; Cassian/Jyn; written for doctor-molly-hooper-holmes for a reblog)

The Art Of Love Is Largely The Art of Persistence (266,753 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly, John/Mary, Mr. Holmes/Mrs. Holmes, OMC/OMC with Lestrade, Sally, OMCs and OFCs - completed for an anonymous donor for a donation - is a NSFW story)

The Best Day Of My Life (2,112 word one-shot; Sherlock; pre-ship Sherlock/Molly with Mary - written for sincerelydayyy for a donation)

To Keep From Sinking (16,661 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock-centeric gen with Molly, John & Mycroft - written for belis86 for a donation)

Unexpected (1,172 word one-shot; Captain America; Steve/Peggy - written for creativereadingfanfiction for a reblog)

What Happened After Sherrinford (1,690 word one-shot; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly - written for loves-a-good-story for a donation)

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