writing tip number 42069: if you acknowledge something in a satirical manner, you don't have to fix it :3
Alastor is the type of guy to own like 7 copies of the same outfit anyways

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writing tip number 42069: if you acknowledge something in a satirical manner, you don't have to fix it :3
Alastor is the type of guy to own like 7 copies of the same outfit anyways
Yaaay! I'm so happy for the amazing Aizen-centric fic! All of your headcanons/theories make so much sense and your characterization is always spot on!
I hope he and Ichigo are still happy together in your verse. <3
OMG, YES.
I started this thing I'm calling "The Soul King & I" a while back. You remind me that I should pick it back up again:
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The sun hadn’t even risen when Aizen shook Ichigo awake with the strangest command: “Get up, Ichigo, and try to look regal.”
“Look… what?” Sitting up, Ichigo scrubbed his face, trying to get his bearings. Despite living in the Soul Society full time these days, human habits died hard and so his hand blindly hunted around on the floor beside the futon until he found his phone. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, Ichigo stared, unbelieving, at the numbers. “It’s four in the morning. What’s happening? Also… regal?”
“Soul King business.” Aizen stood in a simple sleeping yukata with an oak leaf pattern, green on brown. Standing off to one side, he peered out of the bedroom window like a fugitive in an action movie who didn’t want to be spotted by the cops. Which was deeply unnerving, since there was so very little that Aizen was afraid of these days. The earring in Aizen’s ear glinted in the lamplight outside, as he turned to say: “Zero Squad is arriving.”
That got Ichigo’s full attention. “What, like, all of them?”
it's almost midnight and I got that writing urge and realized I haven't posted a fic teaser in a minute so even though this is garbo right now ....
Wendy: CEO of being fucking delusional
tho tbf I'd beg this man to let me live in his cabin too
Working on BloodyBouquet chapter 6 rn and I had planned for this chapter to be like... "ahh! lovers quarrel!" but Wendy and Alastor are just too fucking cute and too fucking healthy how am I supposed to write conflict relating to her insecurities after THIS
my writing has felt cringe all day but I keep telling myself "it's just a first draft'
also how do I make a smut fic not cringe in the first place?!?! The plot is literally "Alastor accidentally kidnaps Wendy, Wendy goes crazy and wants that d"
I'm so excited to play around with her being fucking delulu. Still have no idea how I'm gonna get to the point where Alastor actually wants this crazy bitch..... we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
I was thinking of going the original BuckShot route and having her take advantage of teasing and natural arousal responses to get him into a headspace where he wants to shaboink. Sounds a bit dark and manipulative.... but this is the atticwife au I think dark is alright....
20th century prude has a bisexual awakening (not clickbait)
fawn is in the kitchen and she is trying to cook but in case you didn't know, deer have hooves and it is hard to cook with hooves.