#muse: rangiku

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

Rangiku, found you! Funky fresh 'fro curse, activate! Boogy, getdown, and twerk that fat farting ass you burping piggy!!! (I wave magical signs at the soul reaper, before throwing her a can of hairspray and hoping she plays along with the excuse to let loose...)

Gross under cut

"I've been up to my tita in paperwork..." rangiku groaned as she removed the sash from her waist and the badge off her shoulder. Almost immediately her weight ballooned outwards as she began to strip. She couldn't help but think of all the horrendous paperwork, boring meetings and protocols she was forced to follow everyday.

"Fuck it! Why not cut loose?" She said tearing off her uniform till she was in nothing but saggy sweat stained panties. Swiping the can of hair spray she'd raise her saggy ham arms and sprayed away causing her pit hair to bush up and grow. Hefting up her belly she'd do the same before finally turning the can on her hair until she had a frizzy head of unkempt hair.

Sliding her sword between her cheeks rangiku would sigh as she vented the bubbling cauldron like pressure in her gut with a fog horn like fart. Foul air erupted from her rear launching sweat from her cellulite covered ass all over her sheathed blade and destroyed uniform. Onlookers were shocked to see a lieutenant acting so vulgar yet they couldn't look away!

"Fuck the rules... the job... the itchy uniforms" rangiku belched her tits and gut bouncing as she danced and clapped her cheeks to an invisible beat. "Dumb thing isn't even fit to wipe my ass sweat with!" She said hoarse voice being interrupted by another window shattering belch.

[denofgluttonousmuses]

Well, the fun part about that is you can train, right?~ I'd love to see you both belt those burps out against each other to see who has supremacy!

“To surpass Unohana-taicho, I'm going to need a good weight gain like that. About 100 or 200 tons… Besides, Yoruichi-san is also quite voracious, and her burps are no quieter than mine. So she's more of an opponent for me. Not that I'm really worried about whose burps are louder. It's fun when you've had half a dozen barrels of sake, but not before.”

[obsidiennes]

[ Closed Starter for @rangikuxmatsumoto ]

Having finally gotten to properly try on the cosplay of Tracer from Overwatch 2 which she'd commissioned for Halloween, Tatsuki found it fit absolutely perfectly. Yoruichi really didn't miss when it came to this kind of thing! But it had been a little annoying to get the bodysuit on because of how tightly it fit, and she was increasingly aware of how it... clung to her, especially her lower half.

Presently she looked over a shoulder, trying to check herself out.

"Um... Hey, Ran? Does this make my butt look big?"

[gainprincess]

Drunk 60% of the time, competent 50% of the time.

[intcritus]

There’s a pleasant scent, the filters, the ominous air that hangs upon him, each eye - awakening, then slowly sliding into a state of slumber. They linger as he moves about, a flash of neon that spurs as he leans over her, holding two bottles of sparkling ramune. “Are you ditching work again?” he holds back his laughter, sitting close as the imposing nature of his tall frame looms. Eyes that were shrouded && still could penetrate deep, his smile is infectious, glistening with a friendliness despite the sharp fangs that emerge. “Don’t tell anyone I came down here to see you, it’s a secret y’know! I just get so bored, running away for a few days felt better” // for Rangiku!

Some things don’t really change for Rangiku – paperwork will always be tedious and best left til the last minute but she’ll run her errands just fine if it means not sitting down and hurting her back, slouched over an unforgiving desk. It’s quiet in her little spot of peace, the skyline dimming with the afternoon sun. Rangiku senses him before she sees him, most would call it a sixth sense, the tigress saw it as a predator recognizing another predator. Regardless, the Vice Captain finds an amused smirk curling her lips, returning his fanged smirk with one of her own.

❝ ━Ditching is not the right word, sir. More like taking a brief break, I’ll be back to it before you know it. ❞ Which is only half the truth, but she excels at that, even if she’s not entirely worried about such things. ❝ ━ As if I’d have any say, I can only manage how much they’re panicking. ❞  The tigress cannot help but giggle at the imagery of them panicking at how the Soul King absolutely just up and ran away when they’re supposed to be watching over him. Something about that tickles her in the best way. Inclining her head, she pats the cushion next to her, taking one of the sparkling ramune. ❝ ━ I find myself with too much excess energy, it’s hard to sit in one space for too long, feels like I’m going crazy. ❞ 

Claws click against the side of the bottle, shifting her gaze to the bottle, a little smile playing about the corners of her mouth. There’s always that breath-taking awe in being Gojo’s presence, but as someone who didn’t always stand on uniform, she finds a bit of a playful spirit within the Soul King, because she knows he holds a position of power, at the tip top hierarchy within the Seireitei, but she also knows that just being a person is sometimes more important. Wanting to be seen not as Soul King just for a few moments, Rangiku could do that.

Besides, she kinda considered him as a friend, of sorts. ❝ ━ Y’know, I have some onigiri, we can share since you bought drinks ! ❞ Rising from her spot, she ducks into one of the cupboards, unearthing one of bento she made just that morning with an ‘aha !’ before joining him once more, plopping down unto her cushion, and opening the bento with the onigiri and placing it between them, ❝ ━ See, now you can have a snack, with our ramune and let tell you about all the ass I kicked this week…❞

when the soul king running away is being enabled by the tigress. | @kuraokcmi

[dokuhai]

[smol-sirens-garden]

Continued From {X} I @mythunderlegion

"We have known each other for how long? Are you really asking me that?"

A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she moved a bit closer. He looked like he was doing well at least and that was all she could ask for considering the circumstances. She knew this was going to be a start of a routine for her, coming to visit him.

"I hope you know that you aren't getting rid of me that easy. I'll visit whenever I can."

She looked up at him, a softness in her eyes that rarely shown.

"To answer your question though, despite all the times you disappear without telling me, you have always been there for me. If we hadn't met then I don't know where I would be now. Despite everything I feel safe around you. I feel secure. You're one of my best friends. Someone I know I can confide in."

[dcwnrisen-aa]

Honestly, when certain muses go into hibernation, for absolutely no reason, it scares me.

[reallyrandomtj]

Toshiro ( @ryusxnka ) faceplants the floor and Hyorinmaru was in the next room making tea and he hears the thud and in response he just radiates this GIF

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

Unfortunately she was unsuccessful at convincing Captain Kuchiki to let the shinigami women's association build a pool in his mansion (for the second time) he did however let them keep the tunnels in his walls.

[denofgluttonousmuses]

Is Rangiku the belching champ around here?~

“Alas, the honorable first place goes to Unohana-taicho. She does so rarely, but sometimes her burps are so loud that the entire Seiretei shakes, hehe~” Rangiku giggled.”

[obsidiennes]

[ Closed Starter for @rangikuxmatsumoto ]

What exactly Bambietta was doing at a meeting of the Shinigami Women's Association—in a shihakushō no less!—wasn't really clear, but she waited until the discussion had broken down into fairly archetypal nonsense to lean over some toward Rangiku.

"Maybe this is way too personal a question, so you don't have to answer, but I've been curious for a long time: would you say that first coming here with a guy who shared a name with a kind of liquor was like a portent or omen, or more like just the start of a leitmotif?"

[criticalcrux]

hainekc asked:

〚 ❥ Vizored verse 〛Then suddenly she is there, an interruption in the chaos. ❝ That's a real interesting smell you've got there. ❞⠀Rangiku hums, regarding the bloodied man. Head tilting as she does. ❝ Would you happen to be an Arrancar? ❞ She asks despite knowing the answer. Having quickly gathered the situation as she'd watched it unfold. Honestly she felt bad for interuppting their ROUND 2, but hey orders are orders. ;; @ Grimmjow

Seething with resentment he casts a look over to the source of the voice interrupting him. Not this shit again. His usual grin fades to a sneer once he catches a glimpse of her.

"Who the hell are you? You with the soul reapers? Is that it?! You one've 'em?!"

If he couldn't finish his one-on-one against Kurosaki his hostility level was going to rise higher than what it already was. If they didn't like him pressed with anger they were all about to see what he'd recklessly unleash while livid.

"I could give two shits 'bout what ya smellin', lady. But I'll say one thing. Interruptin' me at this point will be your last mistake!"

[midnightactual]

As Rangiku got back on her feet and took the lead, Yoruichi followed along, stretching a little before settling into an easy stride to one side and just a step behind. An audible hum of acknowledgement came from her at the directions, and she kept pace until she was invited inside, entering first. She slipped her shoes off and just kind of casually inspected the place as her hostess practically skipped deeper inside, eventually making her way to the kitchen out of curiosity.

She'd already seen what there was to see and decided against having anything when the blonde returned wearing that ensemble. Her tongue clicked against her teeth in approval as brows lifted in unison and then fell again, followed by a smile. "Well, you're definitely looking the part!"

Quickly retrieving her shoes, she'd beckon Rangiku to follow her out back so as to not draw attention to themselves in the main courtyard. The little enclosed garden ought to be big enough... She'd already set return coordinates and produced her Aifōn to trigger their getaway. The air before them split into the 'teeth' of an Arrancar's Descorrer, and she beckoned her 'partner in crime' to follow her inside.

It would, roughly half a minute later, open to reveal the Urahara Shōten's own garden, facing the rearmost structure of the enclosure. From there she'd usher Rangiku forward into what was clearly a social space, complete with a bar, fridge, and couch, among other things. "I won't be long; see if there's anything back there you'd like to bring." She waved with a hand to indicate where she meant, then disappeared through a door conspicuously off to one side. There were drinks and snacks of all descriptions available.

She was indeed pretty quick, and returned wearing quite the strappy black two-piece bikini, and carrying two beach towels under an arm. "Find anything you like?"

Alright, so she was right about that – still there were a few differences between skinny-dipping and a bathhouse. Mainly, the purpose; after all, one does purposefully go to the bathhouse. Skippy-dipping was much more of a spur of the moment thing, right? That’s at least how the movies and TV shows from the human world seemed to portray it. Regardless, that wasn’t the point of the matter at hand. Still, did people plan to skinny-dip? They had been considering it. Quit pondering about skinny-dipping Rangiku!

Welcoming the assistance to stand, she hadn’t anticipated the quick pirouette nor how effortlessly she was scooped up and held to be carried. She hadn’t actually thought that she was going to carry her, but hey, she wasn’t about to complain.

With her feet firmly planted once more on the ground, right outside her division no less – she had gotten a Goddess of Flash first-hand experience – she gave a little beckon wave as she strode through the main entrance before striding across the courtyard. “My apartment is on the other side of the courtyard,” she indicated, giving a quick glance towards her office – certain her captain was shut away inside with paperwork.

Once across – and out of sight – she opened the door and stepped aside to allow Yoruichi to enter first before closing the door behind her. “I’ll be just a second,” she offered, promptly disappearing into her room. “Make yourself at home!” she called back as she rooted through her closet, managing to locate the bottom of one of her bathing suits but unsuccessful at locating the top in her first dive. But it was only a few minutes more before she was back out, a bejeweled pink bathing suit on covered by a floral-patterned see-through cover up, a large wide brimmed hat in her hand as the other slid on a part of large silvery sunglasses. “Ready.”

[dokuhai]

CHARACTER OUTLINE

italics for situational, bold for always applicable.

FLAWS.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | overthinker | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive | perfectionist | pessimistic | naive

STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

SKILLS AND HOBBIES.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling (hitman au) | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay (it's a skill because she's a shinigami but def not a hobby lmao) | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting (hunter au) | ice skating | magic (hunter au) | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling (hunter au) | exotic dancing (hitman au) | singing | yoga | gaming | surfing

tagged by: @godkilller ​​​

tagging: i'm doing this 2749826384 years later so i'm absolutely assuming everyone's already done this lmaoooo but please feel free to steal and tag me if you want!!

[smol-sirens-garden]

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