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@bookleads
❝ ― A very Private + Selective TSUKISHIMA SHUKURO of Tite Kubo’s BLEACH || A study in GROWTH, trauma & learning how to heal without destruction. Triggering topics present, tagged & Multiverse friendly || semi active – AS ADORED BY COSMOS 25+
CARRD Temp Rules. also found at @deathleads & @curseleads
Yokohama Mon Amour: Eiji Okada’s last film appearance.
Kaizo Hayashi
- The Stairway to the Distant Past
1995
heyyyyy I'll be back to being active here soon!! Lots of stuff and changes going on but I think I've got a good grasp of things to come! Thanks for being patient, but in the meantime feel free to follow my girl @deathleads ! especially if you want to know where I am!
moonlight,detail
dyyyynamics call ~ ?
put your head on my shoulder || 致我们暖暖的小时光 → episode 16
boba date!
would you still love tsukishima if I told you he takes his coffee completely black with 0 sugar?
hideyou·:
He is too quick with his quips ⸻ & she is halted instantaneously. He should KNOW better, but maybe that’s what she gets for running her mouth … guilty even when sarcasm drips in every syllable of her enunciated name. ( it’s been so long, hearing her name in that voice - she could never hate it , could she ? )
❝ Maybe. ❞ she half-relents, looks away, swallowing silly sentiments that is beginning to spill out of her. ❝ No. I mean, listen. ❞ Riruka brings herself to him, slow steady steps ― hesitant ― worried and when she is at arm’s reach, she wonders if he’d disappear again ; that she is dreaming again.
❝ Don’t say anything, none of that. ❞ The warning is lukewarm at best, the hand that pulled along the hem of his shirt is just as subdued. Tugging ⸻ clinging because a hug is too difficult and ’ i miss you ’ is just as hard. ❝ Have you eaten already, Tsuki, er - shima ? ❞ stay awhile she means to say.
❝ ― these lightly argumentative shifts of her personality brought forth memories of the living days so fruitlessly spent, a beacon burning in a foggy haze. Glaring in resplendent warmth, even from eons apart. Even in death, somehow he could have felt her shine, even her annoyance at every slight inconvenience was a behavior sorely missed. Needing that chaotic woman back into his life, thankful that she'd spoken to him after all that'd happened. What's more, she was completely unafraid of him. As if he'd never cut her at all ― SHE. Remembering. Thinking of him without even the use of his mark.
A touch, and he feels his resolve to tease her crumbling. With shoulders finally loosened in their tenseness, he hung his head and kept his eyes trained to the hem of his button-down. There was another feeling when watching her nervousness, and the way she'd spoken his name. A microcosm of twinkling sparks at the midst of his heart, wishing he could have strived to hug her instead of standing across from her like a stranger.
" I haven't. Where do you want to go? " an instant answer, stepping forward, but not reaching out to touch her just yet. For now he remains protected in his weakening bubble. " I wouldn't mind trying to cook again, but, I can't survive if it's just desert. You remember that about me, didn't you? "
Takeshi Kaneshiro 90s
@tahtsuki sent a letter: ❝ why don’t you just tell me what you actually want? ❞ PEAKY BLINDERS | accepting
❝ ― " Hm? I don't want anything. " a cruel man who could bend forward with nary a trace of guilt nor desire for forgiveness. After all, everything that had been done was all for the sake of his loved ones. For Ginjo, and the others. There was no regret to be had nor expressed ― all that he had done now was give her a simple greeting. Calm, steady, with his usual bravado of feigned pleasantry. " Do I look like the kind of man who wants something from you? "
endless fits I’ll be putting Tsukishima in. pt 1.
peaky blinders (s6) starters
❝ when one door closes, another opens. ❞ ❝ you haven’t tounched your drink. ❞ ❝ no matter what it takes…no matter how many lies i have to tell…i will take revenge. ❞ ❝ we can walk away from all of this. ❞ ❝ tell me i’ve done a good thing here. ❞ ❝ you are sick of who you are. ❞ ❝ when you’re dealing with a very powerful enemy, taking revenge requires time. ❞ ❝ when did you last sleep? ❞ ❝ your lethal hand is always on my shoulder. ❞ ❝ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❞ ❝ relax. have a drink. ❞ ❝ if anybody’s going to give you trouble, it’ll be me. ❞ ❝ you only found me because i let you. ❞ ❝ it is your sharp mind that i am in love with. ❞ ❝ you’re out of your fucking depth. you’re dead already. ❞ ❝ i just wanted to see your face and smell your perfume. ❞ ❝ i don’t know. i don’t fucking know. doesn’t make sense. ❞ ❝ someone wants my crown. ❞ ❝ you’re not so good at lying anymore. the truth gets in your eyes. ❞ ❝ i can tell from your reaction this was not your doing. ❞ ❝ is that a yes or a no? ❞ ❝ i just realized i haven’t even offered you a drink. ❞ ❝ you’re still looking for trouble big enough to kill you. ❞ ❝ it’ll be difficult. difficulties are to be expected. ❞ ❝ i just want the truth. no — i need the truth. ❞ ❝ you look absolutely terrifying. ❞ ❝ we brought on this curse. ❞ ❝ when i do business with someone, i make it my business to know their secrets. ❞ ❝ are you following me? i’m flattered. ❞ ❝ i can’t cry. if i start, i’ll fall apart. ❞ ❝ i will change. and change for good. ❞ ❝ will you give me a minute on my own? ❞ ❝ i understand you have defeated many enemies. ❞ ❝ i believe i’m suited to this life. ❞ ❝ i asked you a question. so, i want an answer. ❞ ❝ they think you’re the devil…and i think they may actually be right. ❞ ❝ it smells in here. ❞ ❝ you are going fucking nowhere. ❞ ❝ if you lie, i will know. ❞ ❝ you come to me with everything. you always come to me. ❞ ❝ i have seen too many bad things. ❞ ❝ why didn’t you come to bed? ❞ ❝ i can’t sleep. i see them, when i close my eyes. ❞ ❝ in uncertain times, gold is always certain. ❞ ❝ i will undo the many wrongs that i have done. ❞ ❝ don’t build mountains. walk like it’s a flat plain. easy step by easy step. ❞ ❝ come on. you can let it go with me. ❞ ❝ i’ve done bad things. ❞ ❝ you’re not going to heaven no more. they won’t let you in. ❞ ❝ why don’t you just tell me what you actually want? ❞ ❝ i need to stay myself and be strong. ❞ ❝ there are some mistakes i’ve made that i can never address…and some i can. ❞ ❝ you researched me and i researched you. ❞ ❝ until this thing is done, i need a clear head. ❞ ❝ i’ve been thinking about you. only you. ❞ ❝ don’t you ever say thank you? ❞ ❝ when you’re ready, i want you to tell me everything that’s going on. ❞ ❝ is there forgiveness in your heart? ❞ ❝ i’m very glad i dragged myself out of bed for this. ❞ ❝ look at your smile. it’s been so long. ❞ ❝ i see myself so clearly in you. ❞ ❝ could there be a sadder ending? ❞ ❝ there are some things that i cannot share. ❞ ❝ unknown. i want to remain completely unknown. ❞ ❝ it would be nice if just one thing could happen that wasn’t our fault. ❞ ❝ every day there’s a question without an answer. ❞ ❝ how long have we been dead for? you and me, how long? ❞ ❝ fairness is not a soldier’s concern. ❞ ❝ by the time people know the truth, i will be gone. ❞ ❝ since we last met, i’ve become a better person. ❞ ❝ there will be a war and one of us will die, but which one i cannot tell. ❞ ❝ you’re not a soldier, you’re a coward. ❞ ❝ we’ve talked about this. there’s no other choice. ❞ ❝ come here. let me see your eyes. ❞ ❝ sometimes family is the shelter from the storm. sometimes it is the storm itself. ❞ ❝ what is this good that you have become? ❞ ❝ do you want a fucking bloodbath? ❞ ❝ if you are about to express profound emotion, you might be better served expressing it to someone who gives a fսck. ❞ ❝ i know you. you’re sick with guilt. ❞ ❝ for all i try to hide it…i’m just like you. ❞ ❝ i’ve put you through so much. i’ve put you through all of this. ❞ ❝ i don’t allow people to talk about my mother. ❞ ❝ perhaps you and i can find somewhere a bit quieter? ❞ ❝ you talk as if you’re watching everything on a screen. ❞ ❝ i wasn’t sure what i’d think when i saw you again. ❞ ❝ i thought it would be good if we were in a different place. ❞ ❝ i’ve been very patient, given the circumstance. ❞ ❝ horses are better than people. ❞ ❝ sometimes, in times of personal conflict, i can resort to my old ways. ❞ ❝ there’s a man out there having his face stitched back up. ❞ ❝ you could live like an ordinary mortal man. ❞ ❝ you just fuck people up and you run away. ❞
HISTORY. I
❝ ― Tsukishima shows a clear lack of consideration for the people whose minds he inserts himself into, even finding amusement in watching their minds breaking in an attempt to arrive at the truth of their memories. Ginjo mentions that he's done this many times before, but if his reaction is so cold and calculated, then just how many times had he done this and reached this result? How many minds were broken?
Tsukishima's sordid history in learning how to fight for himself and how exactly all of his abilities are all trial and error. A powerless child for the majority of his young life, Tsukishima had feebly grown in an abusive household. A small flower bud that withers at the gentlest breeze, aching for water and love. Finding comfort in only his books, manifesting his fullbring in an attempt to change the minds of his parents into loving him. Without being under complete control of himself, his cut had been far too deep, and thus, was attacked yet again, receiving a cut of his own that he would refuse to heal. Waking up by the touch of a Deputy Shinigami, Tsukishima then devoted himself to the one adult who placed faith and trust in him.
Grown cynical by what his abilities could bring to him, he began to test them on any and every person that he could. To obtain clothing, items, food, or even a place to sleep when Ginjo couldn't be around for him. Changing their histories to replace what had hated him for so long. New parents every few months that loved him, a sibling he'd always wanted - Yet, the further he delved into such manipulation, the more he began to resent the world around him. Hating normal humans. Hating the world that Ginjo had been 'betrayed' from. Constantly looking down on the people who were affected by him, and even those who could not handle the realization of their minds attempting to return to normal.
It was amusing. It was thrilling to be in control and powerful - that is, until Ginjo had had enough of what he was doing, and put a stop to it. Out of respect for Ginjo alone did he stop, and that alone. But even with all these duplicities did Tsukishima know a true type of love that needn't have been cut by his Book of the End : his friendships with the group he had been a part of for so long. He still retained his usual nature, but a healed heart was beginning to shine through. He was beginning to love again, and most importantly find love for himself. Though none of the members ever said it, there was a truth in his heart and mind that they all loved one another.
He never used his power on them, and never wanted to hurt them. They became the family he'd always wished for, and if Ginjo hadn't persuaded him into their plan against Ichigo, he would have happily lived with them until his death.
And now the scene of his awakening in the soul society ―
A piece I’ve been meditating over off and on this month. My head is full of skeletons recently <3
❝ What can I say? I'm a lover of the arts, ❞ he confessed, resting the book on his lap.
Rose never could quite understand as to why people gave the human arts such negative reviews. Especially when it came to the likes of classical, opera, and theatre ( all in which were some of his absolute favorite genres ). So needless to say it was quite refreshing seeing someone who appreciated such works as much as the Shinigami did.
❝ Who would've thought that lawyers were capable of writing such marvelous works. ❞ There's no denying on how much Rose abhorred politicians in both the Soul Society and the World of the Living. He's also made it rather clear on how flawed the systems were regardless of location.
❝ ― " Lawyers would tend to have much insight into the minds of other humans. Motivations, behaviors, and the tells of guilt or innocence ― wouldn't they make the perfect maestro to the journey and anguish of another human? " rhetorical, yet one question he wouldn't mind delving further within. It was a far better topic than most all these other shinigami could come up with ― 'why are you here?' or 'what are you doing?' or even the ever popular 'you aren't supposed to be here!'
Herein lies the opportunity to carry a conversation with a shinigami who was not raising their voice at him, despite not being affected by such negativity, a chance to learn more about them. Of course, it wouldn't really matter either way if they kept talking, did it? As far as he knew, the shinigami here didn't care much for spirits outside of their precious city. " Do you listen to modern music? Ethel Waters to Adele, Enya to Morning Musume . . . Ah, sorry, sorry, I'm talking much too much, aren't I? "
Art by suuuuuuuko
Link ; https://mobile.twitter.com/suuuuuuuko
brows knit above hard brown hues. tsukishima had made his life a living hell for so long, it was almost unfair to see that he was still... here. the boy never wished harm on anybody, even those who probably deserved it. this was different. tsukishima had turned everyone against him. left him vulnerable and hurt and helpless. he didn't deserve the chance to redeem himself.
❝ did urahara do the same to you as he did to grimmjow ? ❞ he questions, unsure of why the shopkeeper thought it was a good idea to bring back either of them. especially when there was already so much happening.
❝ ― " On Ginjo's request did I go along with Urahara-san to help you, Ichigo. No idea what else you're trying to ask. " by the sake of his tone does betray what words fall from such duplicitous lips, even if told that the sky was blue, there was little reason for Ichigo to believe him. Knowing perfectly well what was meant by the inquiry, but choosing not to outright take notice of it, Tsukishima turned 'round to reach into a sheepskin bag beside his tree.
From its short depths did he draw forth a small paper bag of tea leaves before looking back to the boy, casually walking on ahead. " Come on then, let's talk. I can tell by your eyes that you want to. "
