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[cyansovereign]

@cavaeaquilae

“Well, just standing there glaring at me ain’t gonna make me give it up. Come on.”

He doesn’t have any intention of using Aguila against Abi. As a matter of fact, he doesn’t intend on fighting back at all. Dodging and blocking, perhaps, but not swinging on him. It’s not so much a fight as just a fun time. It would be a good way to see just how far the other had progressed, but more importantly, Abirama now had a reason to come at him full force.

[cyansovereign]

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two can play that game, grimm

“Yeah, but you can’t play it like I can.”

[cyansovereign]

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Here we go! A couple unpopular Bleach opinions under the cut. Feel free to reblog.

1. Renji is not abusive you fucks.

“Why do you hate Renji?” [I am smugly shown a picture of Renji being “abusive” aka debut Renji swinging his sword at fugitive Rukia and deliberately missing.]

Oh....Oh! Okay, I get it! So this is the part where I show you a picture of debut Rukia binding Ichigo’s arms and legs to make him helpless while there is a Hollow nearby and thus being not only abusive with her power, but literally endangering Ichigo’s life because she was pissy that he talked down to her!

Wait, was I not supposed to do that?

A lot of authors don’t have the characters they want to write 100% figured out yet and so their debuts often differ drastically from their later and more consistent characters. When this happens, the debut version of the character is pretty much discarded even if the events are kept intact because they just don’t mesh well together. This is called Early Installment Weirdness.

In Berserk, the very first panel we see is a bare-assed Guts banging this demon chick with all the masculine energy Kentaro Miura can muster. People who’ve actually read Berserk look back on this with a ??? and tend to ignore it since Guts is otherwise incredibly faithful to Casca and never even looks another woman’s way, much less an Apostle he could’ve easily killed without bothering to fuck her first.

The Berserk equivalent of what these Bleach fans are doing would be calling Guts a cheater to prop up their Griffsca ship.

(Because you know that’s why they do it. Renji isn’t abusive because that’s in his character, he’s abusive because it suits Ichiruki shippers for him to be).

And those fans would get laughed off and publicly mocked as they deserve. Miura didn’t have Guts figured out yet, he was just trying to dangle the very adult nature of Berserk in front of us. In the same way, Kubo hadn’t had Renji figured out yet, he just needed an antagonist for that moment.

I mean, Kubo literally wrote Renji saying “a man who lays his hands on a woman is trash” to Jackie Tristan but go off I guess--except don’t, because I’m almost certain he wrote that in response to you fuckos and your Renji hate train.

“Renji is abusive” is absolutely not true nor valid and if I ever hear you say it I better see you gunning this hard for Rukia who was totally ready to lord her power over some measly little human because he wasn’t polite.

2. Going on that, I have never seen an Ichiruki shipper argue their point without being a complete and utter dick.

Want some facts?

Orihime is one of the worst-written characters in Bleach.

Her writing is a mess and Kubo very clearly sacrificed most of what little character she had to shack her up with Ichigo.

The Bleach ending was terrible.

I don’t even like Orihime or Ichihime! These are popular opinions! So why is it that I can’t find any people, particularly Ichiruki shippers, who are able to argue these opinions without being colossal fucking dicks about it?

It shouldn’t be that hard to state things without talking down to Ichihime shippers, being the most condescending people on the planet, and all-round just being utterly spiteful. I’ve seen so much evidence given to Ichihime shippers that sparks into fights, and I will 100% say with no hesitation that it was the fault of the angry, hostile Ichiruki shipper who tried to take the initiative with the argument.

Did you guys know that you can argue things politely? It’s true! News of the century, I know!

Ichiruki fans absolutely deserve their horrible reputation and largely why I’ve never bothered to join the Bleach-critical community is because of them. Imagine being so fucking salty about your ship not happening that you pull out your only “receipts” from 2001 to justify the canon one being garbage.

End rant.

[cursemcrked]

“Avocado. Avocado. Avocaaaaado.”

                                      Seriously?  You’ve never seen an avocado before?

Who would have thought such an innocent, curious question could be so damning.  Suppose that, in a way, the Arrancar’s sudden infatuation with that stupid word was entirely his fault.  There are at least ten other ways he could have phrased it, but no, of course that’s the one he picks, and now he’s paying for it as Abirama carries on.  And on.  And for a split second, he’s wondering if this is how Kakuzu feels sometimes…oh, gross, he’s not going there.  Besides, this is ten times worse.  At least when Hidan talks, there is some meaning to whatever he says.  It’s not just him repeating a word he’d apparently found entertaining.

“The fuck is wrong with you?  Shut up!”

[blackshadcw]

“ What did you see? What did it look like?”

To anyone it would seem the normal inquiry when one considers the circumstances.  Faced with the unknown,  dealing only with those who had dealt with it prior, the wise ask just such things.  Never once has it done harm to have an idea of what may lie ahead, what one may encounter and perhaps how to escape said encounter in one piece.  A good start is knowing what the assailant looks like.  However, the observant ask them to someone else, preferably someone who would be able to provide the details they seek.

Alas, he has grown accustomed to situations like this.  Clawed fingers fold lightly against his palm, a fel-pocked cheek resting against the resulting fist, his elbow propped upon his knee.  For a moment, the demon hunter remains silent, studying the blotch of yellow flooding his spectral vision.  From what Alarin has gathered on this one, words tend to fly out of his mouth long before they pass through his brain for analysis.  It’s…amusing, he’ll admit.  He has to find humor in slip-ups like this, else he’ll wind up in a permanent state of annoyance, a state which is looming so close he can touch it but has yet to take root, and he would prefer to keep it that way a while longer.

“I am going to pretend you didn’t just ask that.”

[blackshadcw]

"How do I know you won't just stab me in the back?"

Such a strange being, this one.  Perhaps it is all in his head; perhaps the persistent demon intertwined in his soul had finally driven him mad, for it seems no matter how loud this…man could be, no matter the moves he made, no one else paid mind, almost as if those around him could not see him.  Maybe they couldn’t.  Maybe he was indeed a figment of Alarin’s imagination, and the fact that he’d stood in the city’s back alley talking to him is a testament to his own insanity.  But then again, with his spectral sight he is privy to images otherwise unnoticed to much of the mortal populace, so it’s hard to tell.  By the conclusion of their business, when their deal went into play and he saw what this stranger was capable of and his intentions, he’d know for sure.  Or, so he hopes.

Leaned against a building, arms folded over his chest, the Illidari rolls his shoulders, leather creaking softly beneath the simple action.  The question settles in mind, and he cannot help the smirk that curls his lips.  It is a fair inquiry, perhaps one he too should ask.  Ah, but he knows better than to let his guard down in the slightest.  He’ll not give this man an ounce of trust until he knows for sure it’s warranted.  The stranger may be wise to do the same.

“You don’t.”  Just as he cannot be sure the same fate does not await him.  Indeed his nerves are alight, but he takes care to mask it.  There is no hurry, no tension, no hesitance as he pushes off the wall.  His steps border on lazy as he approaches his glaives…but though clawed fingers itch to reach for them, he refrains, instead fixating on the pulsing yellow outline across the way.  “All you have is my word: so long as you mind yourself, you’ve nothing to fear from me.”

[cursemcrked]

txt; Just once I’d like to go out and not have to tell you to put your pants back on.

Hidan is not responsible for shit that goes down after he has a few drinks in him.  That’s just a fact.  What happens, happens, he can’t help it.  So, piss off, Abi.

[msg]  let me live, man, damn[msg]  you’re literally the only one that bitches about it[msg]  ....and usually you don’t, what’s the deal???

[cyansovereign]

[msg]: what the hell, you won't let ME drive that thing and you're gonna let Findorr?? [msg]: yeah, he's in so we're good to go [msg]: see ya when ya get here. don't kill anyone on the way

[msg] [ @cavaeaquilae​ ] You’re going to be drunk. We’ll talk about you driving my baby tomorrow depending on how the rest of the night goes.

[msg] [ @cursemcrked ] I’m pulling in.

Aaaaaand he’s here. He’s practically jogging out of his car. First thing’s first--time to enjoy some music and lights and some hard drinks. He’d never been here before, but he trusts Hidan’s ability to find good venues.