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Death & Strawberry rewrite

- we fear what we cannot see

2.23 AM, Friday Morning. Karakura Town, Japan.

In the middle of a cool spring night, a black swallowtail butterfly blinked into existance. A moment later, with only the waning crescent of the moon as witness, a round door appeared. Twenty meters off the ground, and perfectly circular in shape, such a sight would have attracted a great deal of noise had it appeared under the sun.

A slim figure clad in black stepped through, and the door silently vanished behind her. The butterfly fluttered about her, coming to alight on the hilt of the sword held at her side. Paper rustled as she peered at her orders; a faint sliver of moonlight may provide illumination for a midnight assignation, but it was crap as a reading light.

Her gaze flicked up as something tingled at the edge of her senses - something that definitely shouldn't be here.
"I feel it here..." Walking on air as if it were stone, she strolled to the nearest rooftop, and checked again. Closing her eyes, she felt around for the odd presence... There it was. Coaxing the butterfly onto her fingers, she brought it to her mouth.

"Kuchiki Rukia reporting. There is something strange here. I sense an enormous spirit energy, where there should only be the normal low levels." A few moments of silence followed, before a male voice crackled out of the butterfly.
"Acknowledged. Investigate it, but follow standard procedures. No need to be a hero if it's something you can't handle on your own." A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth; the voice on the other end wasn't worried about her, but more her brother.
"Yes, sir, I'll do that. Kuchiki out." Duties attended to, she set to traversing the rooftops with practised ease, tracking the presence she'd sensed. At least this wasn't going to be a boring deployment.

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Aug. 29th, 2016 08:21 pm
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=> one sentence meme
=> non-sexual intimacy prompts; potential tw for death
=> wow I need to write these fics, pls kick me up the bum and make me write them!!

oh yeah you can yell at me in the comments if you want

because why the fuck not

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“Oh, Abarai-kun, when I’m through with you, you’re not going to want to walk.”

cut for smut )
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When Ichimaru comes to him and tells him he should make sweet, little Nanao-chan his Lieutenant, he is surprised. Nanao, with her earnestness and exasperation, who idolised Lisa, who resembles her so closely it still hurts, Nanao who vanished for seven months during the War and showed up four inches taller - how could he do that, chain her down with the burden of leadership? So instead of 'no', he asks 'why'.

"She scares me," is not the answer he was expecting. Not from Ichimaru, child prodigy, hardened killer. He leans forward, resting his chin one his hand. The boy is nervous, possibly justifiably so.

"Go on." Ichimaru swallows, nods. Thin, too thin. Then again, weren't they all?

"She scares me because under all the precision and power, when she uses Shikai, she just doesn't care." He leans back, considering. Nanao-chan had achieved Shikai already?

"What is her Zanpakutou's name?"

"I don't know." No wonder the boy looks nervous, characteristic smile nowhere to be seen. Shunsui looks levelly at Ichimaru, calm, considering.

"Do you know the release command?" An easier question, and Ichimaru nods, moonlight shining off silver hair. He still looks far too nervous. Idly, Shunsui wonders if Sousuke knows where his Lieutenant is.

"It's 'release'."

Silence reigns for a long moment, autumn breeze rustling leaves around them. He thinks of 'Shoot to kill', he thinks of rising waves and crashing lightning, he thinks of ashes. And he thinks he understands. Ise is iron-clad, she is a bastion of control, of precision. She can use more kidou silently than mostly people will ever learn, and combine them in ways that aren't strictly legal. Nanao-chan had sparks run over her skin when she was scared, she sleeps with her back to a wall and her zanpakutou under her pillow, and she loved Lisa with every part of her soul.

"I'll consider it."
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She surfaces from the vast and tainted sea of information with a shuddering gasp, whole body shivering. Trembling hands move to jerk out the neural jack, and are intercepted with larger, warmer ones, and the tremors slow. With her head held still, only her eyes move, tracking under tape-closed lids. She is precious, delicate, and he hates how every trip into the ether leaves her broken and dazed. Shallow puffs of breath mist her respirator mask white as her places her hands gently back on her chest, tucking them into the blanket folds. She is so cold, so very cold that he almost can’t stand it – but she follows her orders to the very letter, and the day she doesn’t would be the day she died.

He croons nonsense to her, thumb rubbing gently against her cheek as his other follows the cable up to where it merges with her skull in an awful way - “Deep breath, Nanao-chan,” – and slides it out, wetslick with cerebral fluids and plasma. Her back arches, a high whine of protest and pain clawing out of her throat; he can’t help but embrace her. Too long, she was under for too long again and the bastard Central 46 won’t listen to him when he says that she needs to rest for longer between each dive. He knows better than most what happens when you stay under too long; Ukitake was living proof of that.

He’d die before he let that happen again.
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idek post-apocalyptic let's rebuild seireitei au thing
also known as canon HAH

all this out of a plurk meme )
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Here's the deal. For the month of October you can come here and request a fic! I will post them as I write them and hopefully will have the majority of them done before October is gone. How to request? The guidelines are comfy and easy to follow.

A dreamwidth account is not required to request~! Anon prompts will get fic too.

x Pick your Canon + Characters
x Add prompts (they don't have to be Halloween themed, but~)
x Add any other request (gen, ship, friendship, racy , angst, drama, game/meme/PSL based character relations, AU)
x Multiple prompts/requests are totally okay!
x Length will be anything from shortish drabble to proper oneshot!

Fandoms I Know:
x Homestuck
x Bleach
x Fullmetal Alchemist
x Tiger & Bunny
x The Road to El Dorado
x Metal Gear
x Hakuouki
x Hetalia
x BBC Sherlock
x Fate/Zero
x Pokemon (gameverse)
x Professor Layton
x Na...ruto don't judge me

I'm also happy to write crossovers and fic based on games I've been in. So, are you ready?

Stolen from [personal profile] twilight_lament!!
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Title: ==> Nanao: Jump
Fandom: Bleachstuck AU
Words: 1,306
Characters: Ise Nanao, Kyouraku Shunsui
Summary: LOFAC was a dangerous place to be at the best of times. Now was most definitely not the best of times.

Texting whilst running is a dangerous technique. Please, don't try it at home. )
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To Tulio;

Dearest Tulio,
I do regret that I never did get to tell you just how I did feel about you - perhaps you may have noticed, but again, perhaps not. Since I suspect that it is more the latter than the former, I shall tell you plainly.
I love you, Tulio.
It will always be my deepest regret that I was never able to say it to you plainly, although I did murmur the words in my mind many a time. I had hoped to spend Saint Valentine's day with you, and if I may be plain, the rest of my life. I know now that this has no chance of happening, and perhaps I always have, but simply chose not to address it, instead burying it away and living in the moment.
I... find it hard to find to the words to convey the depth of feeling I have for you, and I pray that you will understand what I mean when I say that I've loved you for so long, and I wish that what is about to happen would not - but I have no choice. If there was a way, any way at all for me to stay, I would have reached out and grabbed on with both hands.
So please, do not forget me.
All my love,
Nanao Ise

PS: Kiyone will stay with you, since I can think of no person who he'd be better off with. He also has the ability to share memories, and he has literally all of mine. I didn't think this day would come, but it has, and I must go. Don't forget, I beg of you. I will find a way back.

To Hitsugaya;

Dear child,
My lasting regret is that you never knew how much I cared for you. You are brilliant, some would say a genius, but you are still so very young and unknowing of the horrors that the world can hold. I know that what is ahead of you may break your heart, but remember that you have people who love you, and they will not judge you if you choose to ignore your duties for a day.
You were always so distant in Seireitei, too serious, and I remember just how it felt to be a child in an organisation of death, the pressures that must be endured - and I...
I feel that you should know that I was a nurse in my life as a human; I looked after the children and babes of those who could not. They were my children, as I never bore any of my own. I just want you to know that I thought of you as my son, I doubt that a braver and stronger boy could ever be found, and I want you to know that I am so proud of everything you've achieved, everything you've done.
Hanatarou goes to you, as she can mother you better than I can. She may also help to keep your Golduck in line. Be strong, son. I will find a way back.
All my love,
Nanao Ise

To Fuu;

Dear Fuu,
While you do not remember me from the last time you were here, I do remember you, and I know that you are a good, kind person, and that you will take exceptional care of Shinjiro's Togepi, Miki. She deserves a good home, and I am confident that you can provide it.
Stay safe and stay well,
Nanao Ise.

To Envy;

My dearest brother,
Writing this letter breaks my heart, as it means I am breaking that promise I swore I would never break. But it is not of my own volition, and was there any way for me to stay, you know that I would have grabbed it with both hands, and made it behave. I want you to know that you are a wonderful man, a brave man, and I am so very proud of you. There is no possible way my departure won't cut deep, but I want you to know that I believe that you're strong enough to come through it mostly unscathed - and if you do have to punch trees, please wear gloves.
I may never have said it to you straight, but I owe you everything. You brought out the best in me. You have saved me from dying more times than I can care to remember, and if that does not qualify for a life debt, then I don't know what does. Unfortunately, I don't think even a life debt can bring me back from Seireitei, but you can be sure of one thing.
I will Never. Ever. Stop. Trying. I will find a way back someday, even if it's only for a night. I will do it, you just watch me.
Until then, I give you Shinrai to look after. He's tough, even though he's unable to walk. He'll be even better when he evolves, I just know it.
I'll be seeing you, brother.
Nanao Ise

To Ken Hidaka;

Dear Ken,
Thank you. I wish that we had kept in closer contact, but hindsight is 20/20. You were the first person I considered a friend here, and it is with a heavy heart that I write this letter to you. Remember that you are not the only one with blood on their hands, and that I always thought of you as a Good Man.
I'm sending Jyuu to you. He's a good bird-of-swords, and gentle. Do be aware that he has little-to-no fear of fire, this is due to him growing up with a Charmander as an egg mate.
Nanao Ise.

To Kuja;

I do recall you being fond of dragons. It is with this in mind that I gift you with Skye, the Altaria. She has the most wonderful singing voice, and is quite gentle.
Please take good care of her.
Nanao Ise.

To Yosuke;

My dear boy,
My one regret is that you never knew that I saw you as my own son. You are brave, and strong, and I know that you'll go far. You have been through much
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