Frozen Passion

Toshiro Hitsugaya of Tite Kubo's Bleach [Independent rp blog] Loved by Siri

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@korinoryuu

“To the archives,” the other replied smoothly, a few files tucked under his arm as he walked in step with Hitsugaya, “I had to borrow a few files for one of my reports and need to return them. What about you, Captain? Going for some late night reading?”

[korinoryuu]

He glanced at the files tucked under the Eleventh Division man’s arm and nodded his head. So he was going to the archives too, he should have guessed given the direction they were going in. “I wanted to read over some old reports in there, yes.” He answered him. “If I can find them that is.”

[korinoryuu]

"Oh, Captain Hitsugaya," Yumichika waved gently, "Going my way?" - a-pretty-peacock

@a-pretty-peacock

“It would appear so, Ayasegawa.” Toshiro looked up at the colourful man of the Eleventh Division with an indifferent expression on his face. He wasn’t opposed to talking with him a little, they had worked together before after all and he liked Yumichika’s work ethic. He knew how to get stuff done at least.

“Where are you headed exactly? Since we appear to be heading in the same direction.”

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[korinoryuu]

the-lovely-weaver-black-ice‌:

Kusaka reappeared in a grove of dark green trees, just outside the seireitei gates. He stopped to get his barrings, walking through the forest towards the East gate to look around, when he felt a familiar presence racing towards him. Small and soft but sharp too and so strong; Hitsugaya.

With a soft frown to still his thrumming heart, Kusaka stopped and waited at the base of one of the trees, quiet. He didn’t want to scare Toshiro but he also didn’t want to be attacked in case the Captain wanted to kill him again. No doubt after being brainwashed or blackmail but the Central 46. Kusaka wasn’t interested in lowering himself to the 46’s level and killing them anymore, but he still didn’t like them much.

So, silently, he waited for his friend to crest the wall.

The buildings of the seireitei sped by about as fast as the thoughts swirling in his mind- every one of them about Kusaka. Toshiro didn’t want to believe he was back again because if Kusaka was still angry and vengeful as he was last time, then he would need to kill him... again. He didn’t want to have to do that, but he would if he didn’t have a choice.

Cresting over the wall he spotted a familiar figure down below in a small clearing and his brow wrinkled in a frown. So he was really there... but the real question was why? As Toshiro landed a few feet away from his old friend he cast a critical eye over his entire person. Hiding his true emotions behind a cool exterior- one hand gripping the hilt of his sword with white knuckled intensity. 

“Kusaka...” His voice was low as he spoke, betraying some the tension that he felt. “Why are you here? I watched you die- for a second time. How can you still be alive?”

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happy birthday～

[korinoryuu]

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR MUSE?

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telling me that you want to explore the possibilities of shipping with me isn’t forcing a ship with me. sending me a ship-related meme to test the waters isn’t forcing a ship on me. writing me a starter and having your muse refer to mine as a significant other / and or insinuating that my muse feels something for him/her without discussing it with me first is totally forcing a ship on me. so please, send me all the ship memes you want, come to my inbox and yell about shipping our muses; i love that shit.

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[korinoryuu]

the-lovely-weaver-black-ice‌:

Kusaka sighed and stood. He wouldn’t get anywhere just by sitting up here and brooding and besides, the night was warm; probably one of the last good ones before winter fully set it. Not that the cold bothered Kusaka but still.

Checking to make sure Hyorinmaru was secure in his sash, the shinigami took a step off the floating platform of Senjumaru’s city and dropped, passing 

through the air, the black and plum colored shihakusho his lady had made for him helping him effortlessly slip through the barrier, glowing silver for a moment across the sky before he used the power of the Oin inside of him and vanished in a flash of gold.

To anyone looking up, he would have appeared as a shooting star.

Make a wish, Toshiro.

The night sky was clear and the air was warm. There was nothing to disturbed Toshiro out here in the silent night, even the nighttime critters weren’t being very loud, a distant thrum that could easily be ignored. It was peaceful, enough so that he could feel sleep slowly begin to tug him down.

In fact his eyes were about to slip close when he saw it. At first he thought it was simply that, a shooting star, but then he felt the spiritual pressure as familiar as his own and he bolted up from his leisurely spot upon the roof. Could it... it couldn’t be him right? It just wasn’t possible, he had watched him die and disappear into the sky! So why was it... that he could suddenly feel Kusaka’s presence once again?

There was no hesitation in him as he began to run in the direction that the so-called ‘shooting star’ had been heading, following that presence with a growing sense of unease in his belly. One hand placed on the hilt of his Hyorinmaru just in case. “Kusaka...”

[the-lovely-weaver-black-ice]

It had been a few months since his ‘death’ and Kusaka’s life had changed, although this time for the better. he had Senjumaru to serve, he had his older sister Miyako safe at his side, but there was one person that he missed terribly.

His dearest friend, his most important person, his snowfall; Toshiro Hitsugaya.

“…Where are you?” he asked himself, looking for the 10th division captain.

@korinoryuu

[korinoryuu]

Months later after the crisis with the Oin and being hunted by his peers, life had returned mostly back to normal for Toshiro. He had been allowed to return to his position as captain of the 10th division and the ‘house arrest’ place on his men been lifted. He went back to his mountains of paperwork and inadequate sleep due to staying up just like it had been before. On the outside it would appear is if nothing had changed but still at the darkest hours of the night, when he was alone, he would think of the friend he had been forced to kill not once but twice.

He had done the only thing he could do, the only option left to him, but he still missed Kusaka terribly. He had never wanted to hurt him but had ended up causing him an immeasurable amount of suffering. He wished things could have been different.

It was difficult to sleep when his mind was full of thoughts like this so instead of laying in bed Toshiro goes outside. Laying his back against the rooftop tile as he stared up at the stars.

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shit i say — sentence starters

i decided to make a meme out of all the shit i say regularly. enjoy!

GENERAL SHIT. 

❝ I’M GONNA MCFREAKING LOSE MY MIND. ❞

❝ I’m going to shove an entire baseball bat down my throat and smash my insides. ❞

❝ *aggressive finger guns* ❞

❝ *high pitched screeching* ❞

❝ That’s where you’re right, kiddo. ❞

❝ I AM THE ONE THAT WEIGHS A TON DON’T NEED A GUN— ❞

❝ HECK. ❞

❝ GOTTA FUCKING BLAST. ❞

❝ That’s my cue to blast outta here. ❞

❝ GOT ME MOTHERFUCKING MCSHOOK. ❞

❝ Thoroughly shooken. ❞

❝ LISTEN— ❞ 

❝ Trust me, I’m a professional. ❞

❝ I’m gonna throw myself off of a fucking bridge. ❞

❝ I’m convinced I was a cat in a past life. ❞

❝ Inject caffeine directly into my veins, please. ❞

❝ I literally have a ‘white people voice’ for when I’m being polite. ❞

❝ I sound like a fucking twelve year old. ❞

❝ I got a tiny ass head. It’s like a fucking golf ball. ❞

BITTER SHIT.

❝ _____ is the literal bane of my existence. ❞

❝ I hate you. …I’m kidding. ❞

❝ Yeah, well, he’s/she’s/they’re a manipulative cunt, so. ❞

❝ I’m gonna punch you in the fucking mouth. ❞

❝ I’m small and bitter like an espresso. ❞

❝ I am Denatonium benzoate, aka the most bitter substance on the planet. ❞

❝ *facepalm* ❞

❝ *frustrated groaning* ❞

❝ I hate _____ with every fiber of my being. ❞

❝ I will kick your fucking ass. ❞

❝ Don’t you fucking dare. ❞

❝ I get it, I’m fucking short. ❞

LOVEY SHIT.

❝ You mean a lot to me. Like, seriously, a fucking lot. ❞

❝ I do it because I love you. ❞

❝ *fondly* Fucking nerd. ❞

❝ *fondly* Dumbass. ❞

❝ You are my absolute favorite person. ❞

❝ *heart eyes* ❞

❝ Don’t even fucking think about leaving without giving me a hug. ❞

❝ *whining noises and grabby hands* ❞

❝ There he/she/they go(es), the love of my life. ❞

❝ It’s literally unfair how attractive he/she/they is/are. ❞

❝ Look at how pretty he/she/they is/are, I’m gonna fucking cry. ❞

❝ I just wanna smooch his/her/their face. ❞

❝ JUST LOOK AT HIM/HER/THEM! I’M GONNA SCREAM. ❞

MOM-FRIEND SHIT.

❝ I am mom-friend. ❞

❝ You best not be fucking texting and driving. ❞

❝ Do you want ____? ❞

❝ Please don’t do that, you’re worrying me. ❞

❝ Listen, my job is to make sure everyone else is okay. ❞

❝ ‘Drink water kids!’ I say as I am severely dehydrated. ❞

❝ ____, that’s not good. ❞

❝ Who do I have to fucking fight? ❞ 

ANGSTY SHIT.

❝ I hate myself with every fiber of my being. ❞

❝ I’m just really fucking scared. ❞

❝ I’m sorry that I love you. ❞

❝ I’m sorry that I’m like this. ❞

❝ What’s wrong with me? ❞

❝ God, this happens every fucking time. ❞

❝ I loved her/him/them. And she/he/they fucking abandoned me. ❞

❝ I don’t know what I’m doing. ❞

❝ Why the fuck am I crying? ❞

❝ I’m getting bad again. ❞

❝ It’s like everything goes in one ear, out the other with you. ❞

❝ I’ve told you time and fucking time again that it makes me feel like shit, and yet you still do it. ❞

❝ I look and feel like absolute shit. ❞

❝ It’s nothing, I’m fine. ❞

SLEEPY SHIT.

❝ I’m so fucking exhausted. ❞

❝ I really wanna just sleep. ❞

❝ I need to just sleep for like 17 years. ❞

❝ I could literally fall asleep anywhere. ❞

❝ I’m gonna pass out in the middle of the hallway. ❞

❝ I’m already fucking tired. ❞

❝ If I sit still in one place for like 30 minutes, I will fall asleep. ❞

❝ Can I just nap instead? ❞

[vhsmeme]

* illness and injury starters

‘ my head hurts. ’

‘ you’ve been asleep for two days. ’

‘ i think it’s broken. ’

‘ don’t mess with your iv. ’

‘ will you carry me? ’

‘ shh, it’s okay. get everything out. ’

‘ someone needs a nap. ’

‘ i threw up. ’

‘ it’s just a scratch. ’ 

‘ hey, accidents happen. ’

‘ you’ll feel better after your bath. ’

‘ i’m just glad to have you home safe. ’

‘ you ate too fast. i told you to take it easy. ’

‘ here’s some ice. ’

‘ i’ll come check on you in a little while. ’

‘ stay in bed. ’

‘ could you rub my back? ’

‘ i’m not even that tired. ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ i brought you another blanket. ’

‘ let’s clean up those cuts and get you to bed. ’

‘ i think you caught some kind of flu. ’

‘ how many fingers am i holding up? ’

‘ i’m a little dizzy. ’

‘ congratulations. you have pneumonia. ’

‘ time for your medicine. ’

‘ i’m going to set your shoulder on the count of three. one, two, three – ’

‘ better take a look at that burn. ’

‘ you have to stay awake. can you do that for me? ’ 

‘ i found the tissues. ’

‘ that was a bad fall. need any help? ’

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@korinoryuu

“No, Juvia does not want ice in her drink. The drink came cold. Juvia is not going to be drinking it for very long, and thus has no need for further chilling assistance. What you are doing is placing something cold that will be water in the future in Juvia’s drink. If Juvia wished for water in ten minutes, Juvia will go across this Burger King and refill her cup with liquid, cold water after the allotted time period.”

[korinoryuu]

“One moment you want ice and the next you don’t? Why don’t you make up your mind, or no ice for you at all. Buuuuuuut if you want to go drink gross tap shit from that human place, be my guest. Oh, and you’re welcome.”

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snowman  //  closed thread

in the front of urahara’s shop squats a boy, teal eyes blinking down at the snow covering the surrounding area and roof of the small building. his hands are flushed red from the chilly bite of winter but he pays no mind to it in favor of patting a small ball of snow just in front of his bent legs. “a snowman,” he says to himself, voice barely an audible murmur as he quickly scoops up more of the frozen precipitation building up in front of the shop to add it to the mound. upon completing the base and deeming it acceptable, he brings his palms up to his face and blows warm air against the pale skin there. sighing in relief, he watches as his breath curls up in the air in wisps of smoke.

the concept of a snowman had been foreign to him until just yesterday. his captain and he were staying at urahara’s shop during their visit to the world of the living, with the two sharing the surprisingly spacious guest room. urahara shop’s young employees - jinta and ururu - had been watching a winter-themed film on the television in the living room, with urahara himself working on tending to the shop’s new stock of products with tessai and yoruichi. interested by the animated figures on the screen, shouta had joined the two in watching their movie. it was then that he’d received an explanation as to what the strange, white figure in the children’s animation was - a snowman, of course! what an amusing idea, a snowman. humans, he thought to himself, came up with the most unique, interesting things.

the boy is dressed in a thick, red and navy puffer jacket, with black jeans that were a size too large and tucked into brown boots. to cover his ears, he’s been lent a pair of white and purple earmuffs from ururu and a gray scarf from jinta - though he lacks gloves to cover his frostbitten fingers. he blows warmth onto his hands once more before scooping snow up to form the second part of his little snowman. upon the finish of this smaller ball, he places it atop his first mound of snow with a satisfied exhale of breath. it’s beginning to look more like it had in the movie, although it’s much smaller than the one the cartoon boy had made, he thinks to himself. urahara briefly opens the door to let jinta and ururu out, but the two simply run down the path to the store - shouta knows where their destination is because they are carrying reusable bags in their hands that he has come to realize is indicative of shopping or purchasing. the shopkeeper smiles down at shouta before closing the doors, as if to let him know that he is allowed back inside whenever he likes.

it is only when the third part of the snowman is done, finishing touches are being placed, and shouta is grinning at his achievements that he hears footsteps behind him. he turns curiously, eyes looking up blankly at the person approaching his back before a mischievous grin pulls up at his lips. “captain hitsugaya!” although they’re in the human world, in gigais to try and fit in with the humans while they’re not battling hollows as shinigami, it is certain that the boy wishes for his proper title to be attached to his last name. shouta remembers when he used to simply call him “hitsugaya”, previous to their promotions. now, however, he has taken toshiro’s old position of third seat while the other has been thrust into what used to be captain shiba’s. “look, it’s a snowman! i just made it. neat, right?” there’s childish pride that hides behind those words, although he is sure his captain does not particularly care for the crude looking mound of snow that shouta calls his “snowman”. it has two small pebbles pressed into its face for eyes and a stick that has been stabbed into its side for one arm, but other than that it is simply a pile of collected, compacted snow and nothing else.

though he hasn’t noticed, the skin of his hands are burning red from the cold, pale complexion dusted with red over his nose, neck, and the apples of his cheeks. he shivers, ducking his head to sneeze rather violently. upon sniffling, the boy redirects his eyes to meet his captain’s. “where have you been?” he doesn’t expect a conversation to erupt from his idle small talk, he knows his captain better than that. 

// @korinoryuu

[korinoryuu]

They hadn’t been stationed in the world of the living long before quite literally overnight the area is blanketed in snow. On one hand the frozen precipitation was beautiful and in the gray early mornings it felt like another plane of existence- heavy and silent. On the other hand, however, such weather did little to aid them in their investigations. It was as such that the young captain then decides that he would strike out on his own ahead of the little third-seat. He had seemed rather tired anyway.

When Toshiro does return later the sun would be high in the sky, shining bright and washing away the muteness of before with dazzling reflected light. The presence of the sun, however, did little to lessen the cold bite of the air around him. Despite this he wears only a scarf and a light jacket, hands stuck deeply into his pockets as he returned to their temporary place of residence. He quite likes staying at Urahara’s- at least the food was halfway edible there. He wasn’t about to complain, the accommodations were very nice indeed.

As he approaches the front step he is met with the sight of his comrade, Shouta, crouching in front of something on the ground. A frown forms upon his face as he steps closer, nodding his head in acknowledgement as he bends over to examine the other’s creation. It was rather rudimentary but he had seen such creatures depicted in advertisements around town and even seen them hung in some places as decoration. For it is, he has to admit that this one here has all the characteristics of the others he has scene. “They are called snowmen? I have been seeing them depicted everywhere but did not know what they were.” There is a pause as he straightens his back. “What purpose do you have for building one?”

His frown deepens as he gets a good look at his third-seat, watching him shiver and sneeze, his finger tips a blazing red. Did he not notice he state that he was in? “I have been taking a look around town, that is all,” he answers shortly, moving to step inside. “Now come in before you go getting yourself sick out here. We don’t have the time to waste on something so avoidable.”

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@korinoryuu ♥’d

“Ah!! You’re so small and cute!”

[korinoryuu]

“Excuse me? I’m what now?”