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»»———- Chromaggia, Why don't you face the danger? ———-««

Indie Bleach Multimuse (OC Focused feat. Canon Muses) ALSO FOUND ON: @hatchetburiied Affiliated with: @hxbiris & @rebellenlied By: Edon (Rules) (Muse List)

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poissonmarguerite

#* {shiki nishida; oc}#* {Music}

kurayamineko

#Gore TW #Bleach Spoilers #Loudly: AGAIN.#twirling my hair once again this is my superbowl he is *stunning* <3

SHIKI.

#* {Shiki Nishida; OC}#There's something deeply wrong with her honestly

My reign of terror on discord during the episode, oh I was down BAD fellas-

#* {ooc}#the sexiest moment of my life i felt like a female bird getting seduced the whole time #i can 100% take bankai kenpachi. built in handlebars too 😌

jadeazora

Gerard not shutting up this entire time, only for Kenpachi to do this.

#Gore TW #Bleach Spoilers #this was *the* hottest thing Kenpachi could ever do honestly

i need everyone to know I haven't stopped thinking about my own damn writing since a few days ago YES THIS ABOUT SHIKI/ROSE LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!

#* {ooc}#HEAD IN MY HANDS!!!!!!!!

i'm about to come up with new phrases not even the bible could think of

#* {Liveblogging}

it's 3am and here's a preview of what's to come-

#* {ooc}#i'll try to behave on main however discord.....#i'm gonna leave a digital footprint so massive it'll be mistaken for his di- //SHOT

Had to go and make her romanceable...

#* {visage}#* {shiki nishida; oc}#* {Picrews}#takes the shiki romance route //SHOT

Tomorrow's the day I lose all decorum and filter ♡♡♡

#* {ooc}#I'M READY FOR WHATEVER BLEACH SATURDAY BRINGS

hollywoods

OBSESSION 2026, dir. Curry Barker

#* {Merisi Vaggio; OC}#* {Musings}#Blood TW #Violence TW

Kyu & The spooky lady her brain developed by being traumatized ♡

#* {kyu; oc}#* {Eveline; OC}#* {visage}#* {Picrews}

vuotoconcerto

"Fair enough. I'm sorry."

"I just feel responsible. That is all."

Too responsible, in fact. Years spent blaming himself alone for everything must have gotten to his head. It was hard to fathom that he could be remembered at all. Believed, even. And in all that self-loathing, that pitiful requiem he kept playing for people who were very much alive, must have made him forget that they were not the only ones who had lost everything that night.

Their reunion had been merry, but it would have been naive to think a wound that deep could close with something as quick as Aizen's defeat. That bastard couldn't even have the decency to die and bring all the pain he caused with him. He lives, like all the suffering that still lingers, and everyone's left to pick up their own pieces.

Shiki's anger shakes him to the core, yet his gaze remains steady. For as much as he feared this day, it's surprisingly... welcome. Comforting, almost. She's alive. She's still strong, strong as he remembered her. Strong enough to shut away his doubts in one fell swoop, and spare remembrances for all of them, despite everything. A fury he doesn't wish to match, and that seems to melt away as swiftly as it came.

He doesn't answer her last comment. He gets closer instead, stopping right in front of her. His head bows down, slightly leaning to the left side of her face.

( If only I could hold her and feel that strength myself. )

No. His hands are locked in his pockets, and his eyes stare past her, making sure nobody's close to hear his whispering.

"There are ...talks being made. We were offered our ranks back. Well, those that are vacant, at least. The Head Captain's working on it."

"Not everyone is on board. I'm... considering it, myself."

reiiishii

"Don't, don't do that..." She felt her hands trembling at her sides, her voice cracking slightly.

She, too, felt responsible for what happened that night- not just for her daughter but the rest of the vizards.

"...I still think about what I could have done differently. What we could have done, I-" Shiki stopped herself and exhaled, the mere thought of it all overwhelmed her.

she hated it.

"...so please, don't apologize...it'll make me feel worse..." Shiki finally spoke again but her sentence died down when he got closer to her to whisper in her ear.

Good. At least the old man's doing something right.

Her hand twitched at her side before she lifted it to hold onto his face, her thumb gently brushing over his cheek as her eyes softened.

"...please accept it..." Now she sounded like she was begging, a small crack in her voice. It sucked... but there was such a small part of her that missed him, missed his presence.