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whatever our souls are made of (his and mine are the same), pt. 3
Welcome back to another prompt.
This one here’s a short one-shot.
Hope you all like it!
You can also read it here.
starry-eyed
Prompt: stars in your eyes
Summary: In that moment, they are so close that he can count whole galaxies in her eyes.
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@ichirukimonth 2020 | day 17: coronation
sunflowers at night
ichiruki… is it au? is it canon? who knows
in the dark, ichigo’s hair is subdued from its usual brash vitamin C shine, like a smothered sun. rukia doesn’t enjoy how that feels, but then again, ichigo had warned her. “i’m different in the dark,” blunt and weary, foreign, a quincy glow around him that rukia almost doesn’t want to touch. “and this is a quincy thing.”
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redraw of ch 196 cover!! one of my favs. everytime i redraw kubo’s work i realize how lacking i am on angles and expressions ughhh i love how he draws sm
Into the WILD
Day 16 of Ichiruki month 2020
Trapped inside fantasy MMORPG. Send help please?
Rating: T
FF/ao3
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The first thing that strikes him as odd is that the ground underneath him is dewy soft. Not that the carpet in his tiny student accommodation isn’t soft. It just isn’t as soft by comparison and doesn’t smell so strongly of grass and urgh- he hates pollen with a vengeance.
It makes his nose itch like mad and –
Wait!
Last time he checked summer was already over and the northern hemisphere was entering early autumn.
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Brown eyes open in alarm.
The sun is in his eyes as he sits up and he’s lying in a sea of golden tulips and ruby red camellias, blades of grass and crushed flowers under his fingertips.
He isn’t alone.
There are others next to him. Each one garbed in unusual medieval clothing- intimidating-looking armours with spikes and brightly-coloured capes, fur-trimmings and equally garish-looking armbands; brandishing weapons that range from claymores to wooden staffs. Everyone seems to be in more or less the same state of disbelief and wide-eyed amazement at their new surroundings.
Where are they?
And holy shit! Is that a real-life armoured bear?
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IchiRukiMonth 2020 - Day 16: “Video Games”
Video Games
Even with the last few eventful day’s I’ve had, I can’t stop writing. I blame my high emotions with being pregnant. LOL Anyway, here’s Day 16 of Ichiruki month “Video Games”. Kind of short but I like it, hope you guys do too. I’m going to go take a nap now. lol
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach, blah.
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They had just gotten home from fighting a Hollow. Rukia had tried not to show her concern for her orange haired friend, but it was hard. She could feel his powers slowly seeping away, after fighting a Hollow. His powers were fading more, day by day. After fighting a Hollow, he would experience a pain she could not take away. A side effect from his powers fading. There was no stopping it. All she could do was be there for him.
Once entering his bedroom through his window, she watched as he sat on his bed; hands going to his head as he groaned. Rushing to his side, she bent down, a hand going to his knees in concern. His eyes were clenched shut, a grimace on his face. A moment later, he shook his head, before opening his eyes and seeing her violet orbs staring up at his as she felt in front of him; hand still on his knee.
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N°8: East of the sun, west of the moon
I don’t have too much explanation for this, just an idea that had been around my mind for days 😌
ichiruki month 2K20*.~ week II (days 8-14) //
hate to break it to you: we’re in deep (cont. of oh well, oh well, oh well//)
by: me!
rated: M
gif: i typed in the thingy and i got this
The first time was a collision.
There was summer heat and giving, in some small way, to the pull, the want. They had denied the kisses and the soft touches, however, forgetting trembling hands and the gentle grinding beneath thin sheets in the cover of the night come morning.
But, as with most things, the first taste was rarely ever the last
@ichirukimonth 2020 | day 16: video games
Under the Northern Lights, pt 3
Prompt: Day 15, Social Media
Pairing: Kuchiki Rukia/Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: T
Read on AO3.
Getting Social
They are on the way to Jokulsarlon when Rukia starts sharing their vacation photos on social media. She begins with photos from the lagoon that Ichigo doesn’t even know she took, followed by photos of them in Thingvellir, standing between the crack in the continental plates. Her third post consists of pictures of the Northern Lights. Karakura Town is nine hours ahead of Iceland, so even though it’s barely nine in the morning, their friends start liking her photos on Instagram immediately.
Ransanthemum Steaming hot!
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day 15 / social media
Why Tragedy Exists
An angsty @ichirukimonth 2020 fic this time.
Summary: When you spent your whole life fighting, what was there to do when you had nothing left to fight for? What purpose did Kurosaki Ichigo even have in this world anymore?
Ichigo’s life during the seventeen months without Rukia. For Day 7 of Ichiruki Month 2020.
Rating: Teen
(Belated) Day 7 Prompt: why are you full of rage? because you are full of grief.
Also crossposted to FFN and AO3!
When you spent your whole life fighting, what was there to do when you had nothing left to fight for? What purpose did Kurosaki Ichigo even have in this world anymore?
“Hey, bleached-hair kid! I’m talkin’ to you, asshole!” Another faceless thug snagged his collar. Yet another nameless gang gathered to back up their cookie-cutter character of a leader.
He shouldn’t be here. He didn’t want to be here. But where else did he have to go?
Another meaningless scuffle. Another bruise, another scrape, more blood to be cleaned later.
Flurried fists and tiny pocket knives and screamed obscenities never seemed so dull before.
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I got the chance to do this commission for kleinegirl87 for one of her fanfics she’s working on, basically Ichigo aka Perseus is on his way to kill Medusa aka Rukia but fails when he falls in love with her.
Lies
Day 11 of Ichiruki month 2020: you can tell me anything, I won’t listen, though
Rating: MA
Summary: He’s heard enough from her
Warning: dark, ADULTERY, dubcon (I said what I said)
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IchiRuki Month 2020 - Day 14: “awkward”
Like Strawberry, Like Daughter
Prompt: Day 12, Overprotective
Pairing: Kuchiki Rukia/Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: G
Read on AO3.
Like Strawberry, Like Daughter
Being a captain of the Gotei 13 generally meant that one was afraid of very few things. After all, it meant mastering one’s zanpakuto, which took years – sometimes centuries – of practice. It meant having expertise in the skills of a Shinigami, like kido and zanjutsu. And it meant being able to command a squad of two hundred men and women, give or take, who were similarly trained.
Very few captains would have admitted to being afraid of one of their number, except perhaps in the case of the late Captain Unohana. For example, Captain Hitsugaya would never admit that he had what was in fact a healthy fear of Captain Zaraki. And similarly, even Captain Kotetsu would never admit how wary she was of Captain Kuchiki.
Captain Byakuya Kuchiki, that was.
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