"Right then, don't mind me--" said the Vice-Captain, scooping the third seat over his shoulder and turning for the door, "--I'll be doing that 'getting married thing' now."
By morning, the new welt down his back is hot, fresh, and violently red-- by night it will be black and sleek, another notch of small accomplishment rendered in nothing but skin and needle thin fang.
It is a strange, strange thing, she discovers: to return to the Academy once on whim, and find a wider-eyed, smaller, skinnier version of herself. A mirror image that had been screaming obscenities a moment ago, holding a dripping paint brush like a sword.
"EVERY INCH, RENJI, EVERY INCH AND YOUR RIDICULOUSLY SIZED--oh."
It is all far more awkward than ever planned.
"Pardon me," says the lady noble, ducking her head. "Could, this student...please tell this woman her name, and where she is? Hisana is most grateful to have found her. She could use some help. With directions. Please."
"Yeah, so. We stand for what? Truth, a given. Justice, a given. ...small animals? ...all right fine but not on Tuesdays. Tuesdays is brooding anti-hero time when the writers decide they want to retool us for that dark image thing that never actually works...all right fine and with an exception for kittens, yeah yeah yeah."
Light in the eyes of the animal, her dark warm body curled around Kuukaku's ankle, and then a moment later, her dark warm arm curled over her shoulders: "...no, not bad."
A memo, written in a suspicious red substance on the wall: suprvisor komUi iS no LoNger allwed to organize stff paRties aband on all ho pe ye who enter also kil ler pony on level five...
"So, Kira," Captain Hitsugaya drawled out, a twitch in his eyelid, and his jaw, and his fingers too, "Do you mind explaining why the office is expecting kittens."
"They're not meant for that," said the shinigami, dangerously.
Komui put his hat over his chest, despairingly. His voice held no greater pain in a man: "Then it's going to be straight and uncute in a day."
Rukia taught her son to read French very simply: she plopped him in her lap, trapped between herself and a copy of Le Petit Prince. Within days the boy was correcting her pronounciation and pages ahead--reading the whole thing to her, instead.
"Fuck off," said Sasuke, fixing the patch over the gash. Next time a Stone Nin failed to put out an eye by an inch, he would just have to kill Naruto in advance.
"I believe God approves of more things than you'd think," said Allen, leaning over the fire with interest, "Like love, a great deal of love, I mean my Master-well, all right that's more like rampant debauchery which I suppose is okay too if you-- like marshmallows. Marshmallows. Would you like...?"
The Crimson Alchemist woke up on his back in a chapel with the roof gone, the floor creaking dangerously, the walls blasted to a perfect crumbling black--
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...and so he ended up holding the hem of the skirt to her calves, looking very solidly at the fence to their right.
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House took the end of his cane and poked. "Your tie's crooked."
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AU and over the limit like WHOA
"EVERY INCH, RENJI, EVERY INCH AND YOUR RIDICULOUSLY SIZED--oh."
It is all far more awkward than ever planned.
"Pardon me," says the lady noble, ducking her head. "Could, this student...please tell this woman her name, and where she is? Hisana is most grateful to have found her. She could use some help. With directions. Please."
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i hit you up, yes
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hi okay so you don't really know me
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D.Gray-Man, "you love it," GO.
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:3
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Komui/Byakuya, wait wot am I sayingum. Kuchiki(s) of your choice, books.no subject
"They're not meant for that," said the shinigami, dangerously.
Komui put his hat over his chest, despairingly. His voice held no greater pain in a man: "Then it's going to be straight and uncute in a day."
Rukia taught her son to read French very simply: she plopped him in her lap, trapped between herself and a copy of Le Petit Prince. Within days the boy was correcting her pronounciation and pages ahead--reading the whole thing to her, instead.
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"Fuck off," said Sasuke, fixing the patch over the gash. Next time a Stone Nin failed to put out an eye by an inch, he would just have to kill Naruto in advance.
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By age eleven, he was taking dance classes with his mind made up.
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Changed my mind
Aizen/Momo, (insert your own theme that would result in CUTE here)
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--this was how he knew it was love.
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I KNOW YOU'VE SEEN THIS but I just wanted to be sure because it's so cute ;A;
WHOOPS and one more thing
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