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Indie.| Private | Orihime Inoue from Bleach | Spoiler, Nsfw & trigger heavy | Follow with caution | Written by Crown

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" hey cutie.." a voiced echoed from nowhere, followed by the sounds of a heavy scrapping as it grows closer and closer to the girl's location. once it finally reaches light, it reveals a battered and torn Dabi, covered in red, hiding the look of pain on his face. he musters a smile as best as he could, as much as he was hurting. " pleasant to see you here, but it ain't safe for you to stay. "

@sickbrn

Faint squeak leaving her it takes a moment for her to recognizewho it is. Eyes widening she feels as if there’s sandpaper in her mouth themoment his tattered self comes into view. The smile does little to nothing toreassure her, and really this wasn’t too pleasant of a sight. Small handsreaching forward she doesn’t know how to react, or what to even say about this.It wasn’t safe, yet she’s in a sense flirted with danger her whole life.

                       ❝ I’m fine, let’s just get you out of here, and treated. ❞

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To say she hadn’t found the dumb look he had on him for amoment would be a lie. Surprisingly amusing was how she’d describe it in that moment.Brown eyes no longer flickering with confusion there’s a part of her thatinwardly flinches at the usage of the word again. Neither had really met onwonderful terms, but that was the past. Tamest of reactions from him weresomething shocking that doesn’t stop her from offering up a tiny smile.

❝ Yeah, me again. ❞

Hostilely non-existent all thoughts of why she’d come hereare gone for a moment. Karma was a bitch, at least that’s the saying that she’dheard a few too many times. Crouching down so she’s ‘half-assed seated’ thequestion of why she’s here cuts through this air. Right, that, she’d forgotten,but it wasn’t anything too important. His manner of speaking is something shecould almost say she missed, considering he was always right to the point.

❝ Just to see how everyone else is doing here. I'm glad tosee that you’re okay. ❞

Okay not the most ideal of things to say to a guy that couldkill her, but it was too late. She was aware that things hadn’t turned out toowell. Vague in details really, but that didn’t means she wasn’t aware thatsomething happened.

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cons of writing with me: i'm trash

pros of writing with me: i'm YOUR trash

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//Lovely Terushima, what if I don’t wanna join the HQ fandom, because i’m not convinced

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@jgerjaqez  ❤︎ ‘d for a starter

Paced footsteps patter against the ground as the person, or rather she does make her way towards Urahara’s. Call it nothing but a visit for old times, but there’s the small excitement to just linger about without worry, and for a minimal sense of freedom as well.  Smile forever plastered on the orange haired female’s face she does announce herself before even stepping foot inside.

Silence is what greet her, though there is someone nearby. Sinking feeling making itself known in her stomach there’s some worry surfacing. Blue hair. That’s what greets her, and then it’s the memory of that time being kidnapped that all but slaps her in the face.

No fear, but rather curiously she steps close to see if it’s just a trick of her mind. He wasn’t the kindest, nor was he the most polite either, but still she’d pick him, over it being nothing but an illusion. Right hand outstretched now she wants that added reassurance that he’s real. Hand placed a top his head she knows that this is most defiantly the real deal, and the small excitement boils over finally.

❝ Grimmjow?! ❞

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virtusferocia

          { ♫ };; ——                          ❝No. We got this in the bag. We’re a team, Orihime.❞                    The woman spoke softly, giving her a small smile before quickly looking                  ahead where to the enemies were coming from. She rushed forward, and                  sliced some of them. Using her scythe as leverage to get around one, she                  took out a few more.                           ❝Looks like that’s all for now. Let’s keep going.❞

Conviction crawling from the pits of her stomach there’s a sense of fondness towards the blonde’s confidence. Words weren’t needed in order to agree with the other, just a simple nod of her head. Brows knitted together she looks forward in hopes that it’s the last bits of danger for now. Here, and there she shields, and even manages to take one or two down, but stop short to conserve what stamina she has. Inching close she keeps her pace steady, but still alert as she replies towards the girl as she glances over her shoulder.

❝ Alright! ❞

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//Sorry for not being here life as had me busy for a bit, and I was busy being a complete lamer for things. I’m here though, and getting to the starters I owe people, replies, and messages that I missed.

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//Hello hi yes, please consider this a Mini Plot Starter Call. While I can wing things, I find that because I’ve got a lot of people from different fandoms, all the way to multi-muse blogs following me this would be easier for all of us. So by smashing, kicking, or all around just hitting that heart you’ll be giving me permission to barrel roll right into your IMs like a boss so that we can plot something out together. As of right now I’ve only got one verse in play, and another one in the process of being made.

Only two conditions I have for this is that, we’re mutual followers, and that multi-muse blogs know which muse they’d like to use for the interaction.

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//Hello hi yes, please consider this a Mini Plot Starter Call. While I can wing things, I find that because I’ve got a lot of people from different fandoms, all the way to multi-muse blogs following me this would be easier for all of us. So by smashing, kicking, or all around just hitting that heart you’ll be giving me permission to barrel roll right into your IMs like a boss so that we can plot something out together. As of right now I’ve only got one verse in play, and another one in the process of being made.

Only two conditions I have for this is that, we’re mutual followers, and that multi-muse blogs know which muse they’d like to use for the interaction.

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Cups Bakugou’s face between her hands, stares intently, leans forward, and blows a raspberry onto his forehead. Then, then she zoom zooms the fuck outta there.

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"whats wrong with you? do I not frighten you? are you not disgusted by my scars?"

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❝ Nothing is wrong with me. ❞

The first art of the questions answered there’s no offensetaken in the way he says them. Perhaps she should be frightened that a villainin standing right in front of her. Brown eyes glance towards the tall man, andshe offers up a tiny smile. Shaking her head no that they didn’t disgust her,she grips onto her shirt’s sleeve. She’s met a nice chunk of people in her lifethat scared it, that was something obvious, but still he didn’t scare her whenit was common sense to fear a villain.

Maybe something was wrong with her, but it didn’t matter atthis point. She’d spoken to him a small amount of times, and never felt thatcrippling fear. Shaky breath leaving her there’s no way she’s going to turnaround, and march away from him, or the lingering question in the air. Verballyshe hadn’t replied, but only via her action of shaking her head no.

❝ They’re what make you, well you. I don’t think they’redisgusting at all.  ❞

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//screams at my icon sizes. I’m so used to 70x70 to 80x80 that 100x100 icons on my part feel bulky af to me. Kdsjfkdljfjfdks I know what I’m doing after I finish a reply to this inbox message I’ve got.

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✮ SJDBJFHVBDFV

Insert witty title here | Open | @jgerjaqez

✮ = stargazing

Grimmjow, roof. Roof, and Grimmjow. Roof, Grimmjow, and he’sstargazing? What a sight to walkright into, and she can’t help but let out a tiny giggle. It’s cute to say theleast, and that’s something considering the blue haired man just didn’t seemthe type to do this. That’s not to say that all rough looking people didn’thave a soft spot, it was just surprising to see him like that is all.

❝ Busted~ ❞

Small squeak leaving her as his voice cuts through thesilence she stumbles out of her poor hiding spot. Nervously scratching the backof her head she steps out only slightly guilty. What could she even really sayto him, there were so many things, but still nothing popped out to her. Scrunchingup her nose in mild distress it’s gone by the time she’s close enough. Crouchingdown just a bit until she’s close enough by his head, but still further awayshe takes a moment to look down at him.

No matter how much she should have been bothered by his tone,the orange haired teen never took it to heart. Hands resting on her knees ittakes her a moment to move one, and brush his bangs to the side. First time foreverything, and while he’s not touchy feely about things, she’s always been alittle more open. Smiling down at him there’s a moment that she doesn’t knowwhat she wants to do now. Icy blue eyes staring towards her own brown ones shefeels her heart beating quickly against her chest.

Shuffling about now she’s cozy enough that she’s able to peerdown at him easily she debates her next action. Life or death, or in this casemost likely death for her via embarrassment. Hands cupping his cheeks she doesn’tspare a glance at his expression, or anything. Courage be damned, but still itwas something she’d wanted to at least try once. Slouching it takes a briefmoment for her to cave into her one selfish little desire as she leans forward.Keeping her hands on his cheeks, she presses her lips to his with some trouble becauseof his mask. That’s fine thought, because in the end she’d managed it.

Mind clicking in as she pulls away there’s a blush on herface in full force now. She’d kissed him, boldly, and without warning. Mouth openingto say something, or just about anything only a noise is heard. It takes a fewmore attempts as she looks like a gaping fish, but finally she manages somethingbefore covering her face with her hands.

❝ I’m sorry! ❞

She really wasn’t sorry though, and she’d replay this ballsymoment in her mind for months to come. For a guy with a shitty attitude thatwas lazy, or crude at times, he did have a nice set of lips. That thought inmind only deepens her blush, and soon she’s letting out a tiny noise of embarrassment. Maybe he'd kill her as payack for this?

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virtusferocia

             { ♫ };; ——                    Maka turned around to give Orihime a small smile, emerald orbs full                   of confidence. She nodded and moved a pale hand out to gently pat                   her shoulder, and even give it a squeeze to show her companion her                   trust and utter faith in her.                                ❝Don’t worry about me, Orihime. We’ll protect each other.                              Alright, lets go.❞                    With that, she took a step out, her scythe swung out to prepare for a few                   rushed attacks.

Difficult to not smile towards the brimming confidence of the other she finds some solace in it. Weight on her shoulder she sheds any lingering doubt that she holds within her. Faith in Maka, and in herself, she's ready for the upcoming fight that’s seconds away from breaking out. Hands posed as she steels herself, as her usual incantations linger on the tip of her tongue.

❝ Can’t help but worry, but I know you’ve got this in the bag. ❞

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virtusferocia:

             { ♫ };; ——                              ❝Stay close by my side, Orihime. I can’t afford                            to lose you. We’re doing this on our own. Shield                           us. I’ll do the killing.❞

❝ Alright, but you should be careful as well. I can’t affordto lose you either, but I’ll get the shield up, and you’re good to go anytime. ❞

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[ I can’t believe it she was kind pls protect Orihime ]

//History was made. I did a nice on a nice muse. I’m..someone pls protect her