#Verse: isekai: BNHA

[inmensapotentia]

Kisuke had asked Juushiro to come to the living world so they could do some tests on his new Hollow capabilities, hoping to test them to see if he could hold a mask for longer than a few seconds. Though the handful of seconds he could summon his mask was plenty for him to become a threat, not totally able to tell friend and foe apart. Which was why Shunsui had decided to accompany him to the World of the Living; he was the only one that Juushiro had so far proven able to identify with his mask in place. Shunsui's lieutenants could manage things for a day or two. Honestly Nanao could probably do a better job than just about anyone after the years she'd spent dealing with Shunsui.

Everything had seemed to be going well.

Up until the cleaner suddenly appeared while they were in the senkaimon. That was most definitely not supposed to be happening.

Hands automatically clasping, the two ran towards the light at the end of the tunnel. Leaping from the portal, they both caught themselves in the air, reiatsu gathering under their feet without any real effort. Panting from the unexpected run, the two of them looked at each other seriously. Though it soon devolved into soft laughing from both of them as they calmed their racing hearts.

Looking down at the city below them, Juushiro frowned slightly as he took in the view. Something didn't seem right about the concrete jungle below them. "Does...something look...strange to you?"

Shunsui looked down as well and Juushiro's frowning proved contagious. "I don't think we made it to Karakura Town."

"Perhaps we should verify?" It made more sense than wasting time going back to the Seireitei to come back to the Land of the Living; if they were lucky they'd just missed by a town or two and could get there quickly enough.

Nodding his agreement, the brunet began walking down through the air to the ground. While they likely couldn't be seen by anyone, those who could tended to be uncommon, they still made sure to come down to the ground in an empty alleyway. As they did, Juushiro dug out a small silver tin from his pocket. Inside were a couple of portable gigai; one for each of them.

Quickly slipping into their gigai's, the two Captain's stepped out of the alleyway, practically running over a petite woman. Shunsui was quick to steady her, one large hand gripping her upper arm firmly. "Sorry, are you okay?"

[inmensapotentia]

Standing with his arms still across his chest, sword on his hip, the tattooed man nodded his understanding of the human's words. Endeavor's name he knew, vaguely, and knew that meant her work. Which could have made sense, except they'd been heading home from her work when the Hollow had appeared.

"She's fine. We told her to find somewhere safe when the Hollow showed up." The strength of the beast made Shuuhei pretty sure it had been almost ready to evolve; meaning he definitely needed to send a report tonight. Alas, finding Rima was the first concern. He could have used a tracking Kido, though Kira was far better at them than he was, but since he'd recognized the other man it had seemed acceptable to approach him.

At least until the human decided to get on him about the sketchbook and the Lieutenant's eyes narrowed. "I didn't go through it, she showed me the book so I would know who she preferred to keep alive. Maybe if you showed respect to her she'd be willing to share some of the drawings with you as well."

Silvery eyes lifted to the sky as he worked at orienting himself, mind flitting through information. The Living World was never easy for Shuuhei to start with, but that Hollow had been harder to take down than they'd expected. Of course they were still bound with the Gentei Kaijo so neither had access to more than twenty-percent of their true power.

Unprompted Asks!

@inmensapotentia asked:

It wasn't terribly common for humans, especially in this Living World, to notice when they weren't in their gigai, but he'd noticed one watching him standing in mid-air as he looked around. Clearly this was one human who could see them. Arms crossed over his chest as he checked for any more damage from the hollow he'd just disintegrated, he finally let himself relax. What little he could. Shuuhei turned and walked through the air like stairs on is way down to stand in front of the man staring at him. "You're in her sketchbooks...Where would Rima go when scared?" He could feel Kira's energy as he healed himself a block or so away with kido, but Rima didn't have the easy to track red soul threads like his fellow Shinigami.

Katsuki had made no attempt to hide his staring, having seen these weird figures running around the place he stayed with Rima quite a lot, although now that he was out in the open, he noticed nobody else seemed to be able to see them. He wouldn't have minded so much if they didn't constantly come and go through the apartment and give him the strongest urge to outright kick the shit out of them in the process.

...He was in her sketchbook though, huh. He hadn't seen anything in it but it was kind of endearing to know he was in there. Though, given the way she freaked out when he did have it, he wasn't sure what that meant, entirely.

The question had him thinking for a moment. "'F she's scared? Prob'ly with either Birdbrain -- er, Hawks -- or Flameass -- er, Endeavor. Why? S'happened with Pipsqueak? Did she get her dumb ass caught up in some other shit or some'n?" Either she didn't know they'd gone through her sketchbook -- which he knew she'd go apeshit over -- or she'd let them see it, which wasn't likely as she was fuckin' protective as shit over that thing. "N'if I were you, I wouldn't go through that sketchbook again, if she knew you were in it she'd go apeshit."

[gentrychild]

AU where the great deity Gentrychild gets yeeted into the canon BNHA-verse and single-handedly consumes AFO's soul, effortlessly saving Japan as her rat companions feast upon his flesh

1 - In true isekai fashion, I was hit by a truck and sent to the canon bnhaverse. Barid was driving it and was distracted by Moonpaw's shiny colors as the neon cat was walking down the street.

2 - I landed in the middle of Mustafu, immediately recognizing the canon BNHAverse and thinking that no one would bat an eye at my appearance since it's a post Dawn of Quirks world. I was very disappointed to see all of those people running away screaming from me. I guess that appearance-based-discrimination is still a thing.

3 - Despite what the prompt asks of me, I have no intention to derail the story. Izuku is in the middle of his beach training and yes, I took one thousand pictures (and several selfies) but apart from that, I didn't intervene in any way. I want All Might to have his Kamino moment. Instead, I keep stealing Nighteye's merch and watch him implode in fury, putting dirt all over Chisaski's stuff and ripping Destro Junior's remaining hair tuff by tuff.

4 - All was well until someone not only tried to cut the line to get raspberry ice cream but actually elbowed me to do so? Who does that? I politely informed him that I was here first and that he better get back to end of the line. The very rude man wearing what I first believed to be a Mandalorian helmet insulted my feathers then said that my quirk was fascinating and was about to put his hand on me! So I did what everyone would do in this situation! I ate his soul, messily and painfully. He begged a lot on his way out of life and into my stomach. But hey, at least, the line cleared out and I got my ice cream faster than expected to wash out the taste!

5 - Unfortunately, I eventually realized that I had just killed AFO, aka the main villain of the story. Shigaraki couldn't be expected to replace him, as he was still in his League of Legend phase. So I figured out that I could just kinda piece him back together and use him as a puppet so he could still play his role. After all, I have written so many AFOs, it should be child's play to keep in character and probably make him a more competent villain than what we've seen lately in the manga. Unfortunately... I didn't realize that wherever I go, the rats follow.

6 - I tried to tell them to stop by screaming that they didn't know where AFO had been but they only chew faster.

7 - Since AFO is dead and BNHA is now deprived of its villain, I have no choice but to take responsibility and to assume the role. I shall now become the new villain of the BNHA world. Wish them luck.

[sanjisluvbot]

ISEKAI BNHA X BLACK FEM READER

Masterlist

Imagine really living in a world with super powers? Going to school to learn all you can about using your quirk to help people. Fighting villains who threaten the peace and false sanctuary of the world.

You spent hours day dreaming about it and reading comic books. That’s how it should stay, imagine living in THIS universe and people had super powers… funny but not funny haha funny absolutely terrifying.

“ You know what I like this Y/N, I feel like you’re really going to make this into something wonderful for the spring news paper ”

“ Thank you Mrs. Montgomery, I think the student body will enjoy a fun story about becoming a super hero or vigilante considering all the new books and movies coming out when this is published.”

She smiled at you and sent you off your way, the school was now partially empty and the creative writing club was spending time after school to put together the first edition of the newspaper.

You had an entire week of Christmas break to write and let your creativity flow free. The snow fell as you made your way home and it gave you a child like joy, so you made a wish.

If there is a high power somewhere in the universe, I want my story to come alive this Christmas so I have something wonderful to publish on the newspaper.

After arriving home and eating dinner you decided to develop your characters. Research was important for making well written characters so you spent the next few hours writing and reading about different powers and superhero’s across the multi verse. You stumbled upon a series that sparked your inspiration like no other.

My Hero Academia

In this series 80% of the world is born with super powers that they call quirks, and they have high schools specifically meant to create future hero’s. The main character reminded you of yourself, born without powers but way more ambitious than anyone else.

Y/N are you coming?

Huh where?

Your eyes opened, when did you fall asleep? I was just watching the newest episode of My Hero and-

“ Y/N are you dressed we’re going to training soon!”

“ Yeah be right there”

Mother sounds weird, and what training is she talking about?

Taking a look around this wasn’t your room at all, it was like you were in a customized hotel suite with everything personalized to your liking. Looking at your clothes you were in some kind of costume as well. You weren’t home and nothing was making sense, was that even your mother calling you just now? You grabbed your phone and headed to the door clasping onto the knob without opening. Voices could be heard outside it sounded like there was a bunch of people in front of your door.

You opened it and were met face to face with the meanest mug. “ Bakugo?”

“ Let’s go you’ve been locked away since last night I was gonna barge in and drag you out myself ”

“ What? ”

“ Are you thick let’s go ” he angrily grabbed your hand and all but dragged you down the hall as the others followed. Everything looked exactly how it did in the show, you were amazed was this some type of Lucid dream?

“ Why do you look like that?”

“ Huh? I look like what”

“ Like you’ve never been here should I get you medicine or something ” Bakugo’s kindness surprised you a great deal be was standoffish even with his friends for the most part.

“ Bakugo why-”

“ Again with Bakugo? What happened to Tsuki?” He whispered turning away from you with a reddened ears.

Oh?

“ Yeah my fault… Tsuki”

When you were all at the training arena it was as if using a quirk was second nature to you. You felt like you were truly super human, like you were finally alive. The second part of training you were paired off into teams, you were paired with Bakugo which gives you the chance to figure out the extent of your relationship.

Walking down the hall together yiu we’re thinking of a way to bring anything up without giving away the fact that you really have no clue what is going on when you noticed him looking over his shoulder every few second.

“ What are you looking at?”

You looked over your shoulder to find no one just the regular UA halls. Turning to him he was starring at you intensely, was he angry? He licked his lips and placed his hands on your hips pulling you close.

Okay now I get it.

“ You looked great earlier, I told you training with me would help. Can I get my promised reward?”

“ Reward?” Your hands felt clammy and your cheeks were hot. What did he want as a reward..

“ yes, a kiss? I missed you yesterday you started acting strange when everyone was watching a movie.”

“ O-oh yeah no don’t worry I’m fine must’ve been a headache Yanno?” He smiled softly and his hands wondered further making you Yelp.

You were now inches apart and your hands glided to his face. You’ve kissed people before but something about these red eyes made you so nervous. You closed your eyes and connected, his lips were so soft why did everything just feel right here.

“ Sorry to interrupt you two but the arena is waiting”

To be continued possibly

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I was inspired by another story I’m working on and I think a regular Isekai to step away from the Yandere for a bit !

[shih-coulda-had-it]

23 ! nanahiko

23. "I want you, and only you." from 101 Ways to Say I Love You | nanahiko in @boss-the-goofball's otome isekai AU, except this is the nanahiko route. yes. i've gotten too impatient and am spinning wheels. i think we have reached the point where we should append 'homebrewed fantasy' to the au name. | wc: 1,097

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The altar was dusty.

Set against the furthest wall of the shabby wooden structure, the waist-high stone block was unremarkable in its design. It was weathered more by time than anything else. What would have defined it as dedicated to One for All--the candles, the opalescent plates in which they sat--were missing. Whatever moonlight passed through the circular windows along the temple’s sides was muted, filtered by cobwebs and fogged glass.

Shimura dragged her fingers across the altar’s surface, a foreign kind of sadness bleeding through her usually cheerful countenance, and Sorahiko found that he was disquieted by the sight. Silently, he knocked his shoulder against hers. He couldn’t offer anything else than that quiet companionship.

The temples dedicated to One for All were few in number, but well-maintained and visited by the masses who wished for justice. He wondered why this one had been abandoned.

Probably the distant location. Sorahiko knew the general shape of the continent, and he was more aware than most of the shifting boundaries of the various villages, towns, and cities--this was the southernmost tip of the land, and civilization was sparse, justice rarer.

And that was why Shimura had come. No one had requested the presence of a paladin, or even a hero, but One for All had tugged her down south anyways.

Ghouls were rising from the oases.

“We’ll sleep here tonight, I suppose,” she finally said. “Even the ghost of the divine is better protection than mere firelight.”

Sorahiko grimaced. “If we’re speaking of ghosts, let’s refer to your possessed sword instead of the abandoned temple.”

“Possessed!” Shimura said, playing up her offense. She patted the altar like an old friend and deliberately stepped back, tugging Sorahiko along by the elbow. He went without protest. “A possessed object is totally different from a weapon imbued with the powers of a divine patron!”

“You’re right. The sword smites ghosts, and the possessed object is almost always creating new ghosts.”

She laughed loud, incongruously loud in the somber atmosphere of the abandoned temple, and it warmed him to the core to hear the sound. They turned around to head out and retrieve her horse, and their traveling packs, trudging past the cobwebbed pews. The sound of their footsteps was deadened by the swirls of dirt the breezes blew in.

“Do we have to clean up the place after we leave?”

“That would be the polite thing to do.”

“Maybe once we finish the job, the locals will be so grateful and return here to give thanks and all that,” he suggested. He held the door for Shimura while she led the roan mare from the dark into shelter. “Are we actually hoping they add One for All to their prayers? Didn’t seem like the pillars of justice your god goes for.”

Shimura tsked. “I’m a paladin, not a pastor, Sorahiko.”

“The word you’re looking for is ‘missionary.’”

Matching her rider’s temper, the mare snorted at Sorahiko and pointedly turned her head away. Shimura, as the one ushering the horse inside, stuck her tongue out at Sorahiko in a distinctly childish manner. He mirrored her on instinct, then swung the door shut, bolting it for good measure.

Sorahiko had bedded down in less secure places, but he’d be a fool to ignore the security mechanisms.

“Hey,” he said to the door, “does it ever strike you that there are bigger problems to deal with than a nest of water ghouls or some angry locals?”

His blade emanated a chill all on its own, even trapped in the sheath as it was; the ink-black steel had been a token of affection seasons ago, gifted in a period when Sorahiko was still making do with whatever he could pick off the ground. Now it was a warning.

“Well, yeah,” said Shimura, surprised. “World’s a big place, and there’s only so much we can do as two warriors, regardless of getting a power boost from One for All.”

“It’s because of you having that power boost that I’m asking this.”

“... You could take the vows too.” Shimura joined him and splayed one hand on the door. Her eyes narrowed in concentration and glowed, a bright burning blue so like and unlike All for One’s crimson gleam. And on the wall, an intricate ward scorched itself into the wood.

The welcoming heat of the ward washed over him; he closed his eyes to it and turned away, determined to look first at the sleeping arrangements. It was a real toss-up between sleeping on the benches or the floor.

She caught his hand in hers. “I mean it, Sorahiko.”

“I heard you,” he said.

“Then?”

“It’s not for me.”

Shimura cocked her head to the side. “Why’s that? You’re good at this, you know! Dealing justice, and leaping into danger to rescue those in distress… If you know magic too, then you’d have the skillset to meet the world’s needs.”

“What do I care about the world?” The joke fell flat, and Shimura’s hold tightened. Yet Sorahiko couldn’t take it back. He wasn’t the knight that patrons dreamed of, divine or otherwise.

He had no price. He had little faith in the promises of the unseen unnatural.

“Sorahiko.”

It made it worse, then, that Sorahiko knew himself capable of devotion.

“Ah, c’mon then.”

Mutely, he followed Shimura and sat next to her on a wooden pew. She let go of his hand, rested her elbows on her knees, and clasped her hands together before pressing them against her forehead.

Shimura exhaled, long and low. Tension unspooled from her spine, but Sorahiko knew it would return by the morning, as Shimura shouldered the burdens of One for All again.

And he wouldn’t be able to bear it for her, because all Sorahiko’s loyalty cared for was Shimura herself. Buckled to his side, his sword seethed with a cold-edged jealousy. The effect was blunted by the protective ward enacted on the building. But it was, in part, activating because of that ward. 

A robbed, abandoned temple of One for All. The undead rising from the waters they were sacrificed to summon. It boded ill.

“You should have gotten someone else,” he muttered.

“I want you,” she said, “and only you.”

Sorahiko’s mouth went dry. He looked at her bent head and wondered what it would be like, to swear to Shimura Nana, paladin of One for All. He could taste the pledge on his tongue, sweeter than honey but too unrefined to say aloud.

He shifted his knee to press hard against hers. It was all he could offer.

[purplerayne17]

Chapter 10, available now~!

[morethanaprincess-a]

@orderbourne said:  30 and 18 (if you're still accepting these)

Experience Yourself Munday Meme

18 - Answered here.

30 -  do  you  have  any  fandoms  that  you  avoid  writing  within ?

Yes and no. First and foremost, when I’m looking to follow new blogs, I look at writing style, a blog’s dash, and a blog’s rules and muse info pages. Do we have a compatible writing style (longer threads, okay with queued replies, okay with less dashcomm at least at first?)? Is the dash clean and mostly IC/aes/character-related OOC and less like a combined mun and muse blog? Are the rules ones I can follow and is there more to a muse page than just a few bullet points or link to a wiki? 

Before I even think about fandom, I’m thinking about those first.

But considering fandoms, I usually stay away from anything too high fantasy (think Lord of the Rings, a lot of isekai stuff) and very tech-oriented sci-fi, especially sci-fi shows/series set in space. I just don’t really see Sonia fitting in there nor do I want to try for a verse that makes her fit there. But mostly? I avoid blogs in fandoms where the mun expects me to know whatever muse and series they’re from backwards and forwards. And this includes a lot of popular shows/franchises: almost all video games (despite writing a video game muse, I’m not much of a gamer beyond a few things!), BNHA, Demon Slayer, JJK, Naruto, Bleach, etc. I mostly gave up trying to keep up with every new show 12-13 years ago or so. A lot of my favorites are older shows/franchises. I’ve only watched the Persona 4 and 5 anime series, even: those games are way too complicated for me to try and play (because, heh, I tried and got annoyed. I’m not good with gameplay in most video games! Give me a visual novel/otome game to read and I’m content).

But! If a blog is more than happy to work with me on a general modern or historical verse instead of something very rooted in their own fandom’s lore? Or they have a DR crossover verse? I’m usually very happy to work with that! The only series I really don’t like that I’ve been followed for before are Death Note and Attack on Titan. Death Note is one of my least favorite anime/manga franchises ever and I just didn’t enjoy AoT. 

I sort-of avoid fandoms with real people as faceclaims too, mostly because a lot of the RPC, I’ve noticed, doesn’t want to mix anime/drawn FCs and real life FCs? But I found a Simon Basset/Duke of Hastings blog in the Bridgerton tag yesterday and it took a lot of restraint not to follow. Blogs from my favorite historical dramas? Sign me the hell up.

That said, I’m so glad @somnium-delicata​ is in my life. For all the fandoms I don’t know, the squeal I made was not human when I saw Rose of Versailles and Innocent muses. And I’m learning a lot about Nadja now, too!

Anime/manga wise, my kingdom for a Lupin III crossover on this blog. If I could make a Cowboy Bebop crossover work, I’d love that too. And I have some otome multimuse blogs I really should start some new threads with!

[inmensapotentia]

Rima is sitting on the couch. Her hands busy with a needle pointing kit. She was doing pretty good. Until she poked herself with the needle a little too hard. It caused her to jolt and snap her hand back from the hoop. "Ahh." She shakes her hand to get the pain to go away. (To Shuuhei from @penandswords )

Having been sitting and reading through files on his tablet, Shuuhei didn't trust Mashiro with the Lieutenant paperwork, the brunet jumped slightly at her sharp gasp. Steely eyes flicked to the woman, annoyance showing for just a moment at the interruption until he realized she was hurt and his expression softened. Tapping the lock button on his tablet, he set it on the arm of the couch and scooted closer to Rima. "Let me see."

[inmensapotentia]

The nobleman was not really the kind to attach to people easily, but there was something about Rima that reminded him of Hisana and gentled his tongue with her. Whilst he had no interest in trying to pursue a relationship with her, regardless of the one she was already in with Captains Kyoraku and Ukitake, she softened his sharp edges just a little bit.

Dipping his head in a subtle nod, Byakuya set down the small bag of loose-leaf tea he'd picked up in the Upper Rukongai. "It's from this spring's harvest."

He didn't do for others much, but something about Rima made him feel just a little less alone. And he tried to return the favor as much as he could.

"I picked up some of that tea you like." [your choice of active muses]

/I'M PICKIng Byakuya >:) /

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Rima looks up from her school work when she hears Byakuya speak up. Normally, she wasn't really a tea drinker. However, after some influence from several of the Shinigami, she's grown to like some of the blends.

Not all, but some.

"Oh wow thank you. I really appreciate it."

[hyper-juice]

it appears i have been tagged by the lovely @roxasboxas to unveil my myriad wips, since only a third of them ever see ao3 anyway,,,,

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

.....i’m not gonna tag anyone. i have way too many wips. and i dont know fic authors on tumblr,,,

behold! my working titles! because most of my draft titles are horrendously stupid. sorted by fandom.

witch’s heart:

why so sirius (this one is... old. about room assignments)

desu2:

coworkers, of sorts (posted as a snippet on this blog once, has seen revision since... the sequel to ping i never finished)

loz:

history makes the record stutter (first two chapters are done.. chapter three: the horse girl link agenda)

t4t (written at 2am mainly, what if zelda and link were both trans <3)

lord of heroes:

imagine a dragon (avillon and dragon hcs, coupled with outside perspective on lord)

isekai astrid (what it says on the tin)

kingdom hearts:

two introverts and a really weird cat (yes yes my longest fic. newest chapter in the works: lea and vanitas talk)

sora’s mom deserves the world (good boys.odt (tiarwc) verse canon backstory to the convoluted oc i made of sora’s mom)

crack theory (the one where riku is related to a certain someone we all know and loathe)

data boy shenanigans (good boys.odt verse prequel to how data sora & riku escaped the computer)

one step behind for every step ahead / bad man does stuff for life (potential sequel to the seer sora fic that went nowhere because i dont know where i’d even take it)

genshin impact:

chars with mommy issues volume 1 (klee and albedo both have very similar issues)

chars with mommy issues volume 2 (rhinedottir causes problems and fixes some of them)

benny’s adventure team bonanza (the bennett + chongyun team up i posted a prologue of once)

azure striker gunvolt:

vs falcons / gunvolt brainworms (falcon character studies. i got two of em done! a miracle)

cyborgs vs superheroes / gunvolt brainrot (the bnha x laix fic i never continued but still have ideas for even if i dont rlly care abt bnha anymore)

alas i’ve lost the horrendously edgy bad end asg2 copen fic. be glad.

feel free to ask abt my oc verse also it lives in my brain so much. like just in general. shapeshifting idiot and runaway demon cause shenanigans trying to solve god’s messy divorce.

some of these are files on my laptop. some of these are notepad pages on my phone. some of these are notepad pages in a miniature notepad in my pencil case. quality depends.

[inmensapotentia]

"That isn't what that means Shuuhei. HERE I can show you." Rima scrambles to her T.V. to turn on her favorite shark movie. Sharknado. (From @penandswords to Shuuhei)

Further confusion on Shuuhei's part was hopefully not too surprising. While the Soul Society had plenty of technology, but they didn't really have the time for television. He knew there were a couple recordings of the occasional play that was put on by some of the noble houses, but he really wasn't that interested in watching people act out stories from before the Gotei 13 had even formed; if they were even true.

He sat there frowning slightly at the TV, very highly confused. "That...they would be dead..."

[inmensapotentia]

“ Did you make this? ” ( To Juushiro From @penandswords)

Ukitake knew he was most certainly not the best cook, but Sentaro and Kiyone were much worse than he was and he had long learned how to make at least edible food. So when Shunsui had let him know that Rima had skipped lunch, he'd been quick to start making them a large dinner. It wasn't that terribly impressive, at least not in Ukitake's eyes, but he'd made rice along with some fried meats and vegetables and steamed eggs for extra protein along with some fresh fruits.

"It's nothing fancy, but I thought it would be filling." Usually a meal like this would have worn him out for days, but as of late he was only slightly tired at the moment. While he wasn't ready to sleep at the moment, he would be happy spending the evening in Rima's apartment relaxing verses doing anything all that active.

[inmensapotentia]

While this version of the Living World was odd to him, Kira was doing his best to settle in. Besides that, this particular man had been kind enough to offer him a place when it had become more recognized that there were beasts that the Heroes weren't quite capable of facing alone. Now. the Shinigami were being paired up with some of the pro-heroes for safety of everyone.

"Kira is fine." The Shinigami gave a subtle bow; lieutenant or not manners were a necessity and long engrained on the lower ranked noble. "And I've got most everything for my stay." Really the only thing he was lacking at this particular moment was food and perhaps a few spare outfits for his gigai that fit the Living World. "I apologize for the inconvenience."

“Hollows. Nomu. Tomato. Tomato.” Mic sighed. “They need to be taken care of regardless.” Hands went to his hips.

“Kira, right? Looks like you’ve been assigned to me & my place. Need to buy anything before you move in? Did you pack your toothbrush?”

@inmensapotentia

[inmensapotentia]

Sirs, I know our job is to protect your Human, BUT how exactly are we suppose to do that, when she eats things that should set a normal human ON fire. She ate that pepper WITH no regard for her personal well being. I am half convinced SHE might have been a dragon in her past life. (To Shunsui and Ukitake)

Shunsui snorted at the concerned young Shinigami standing before him and Ukitake where they sat playing a peaceful game of Go. "Please, Nanao ate it too."

And had promptly made a curry that had not gone well for Shunsui and Ukitake. Neither of them had made it past a couple of bites while Nanao had demolished two and a half bowls.

"As long as she stays away from citrus, we're not terribly worried about her eating habits." Shunsui moved another piece as he spoke, frowning slightly at the board.

"Mm," Ukitake hummed softly in thought. "Well, we don't want her over doing too bad on the caffeine either. One day we will happily welcome her home for good. But we'd rather that be a ways in the future."

[inmensapotentia]

@penandswords

Usually he stood out quite a bit in the Living World, honestly even within the Seireitei he caught people attention just for existing, but surprisingly no one really seemed to care here. Then again, there were many kinds of strange along these streets. For perhaps the first time he showed his true face, no one really seemed to care. At least not beyond a purely curious look; the lack of fear in their eyes was interesting.

Walking along, he was mostly ignoring the hustle and bustle that was honestly a bit overwhelming to his sensitive ears. Though when he picked up on the sounds of bullying, he quickly tracked the sound to the couple men who had a young woman rather pinned just inside an ally. At least they were blocking her escape route.

A couple quick steps brought the towering wolf into the alley, a deep growl rumbling in his throat. "What do you think you're doing?"

[inmensapotentia]

✘ To Shuuhei, is there something about Rima you dislike?

"She trusts too easy. It makes her easier to manipulate, easier to hurt." He saw it happen with Kira and Momo, saw the way they both nearly broke when their Captains defected. Shuuhei doesn't know he trusts her ability to stay safe with how open her heart is.