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Byakuya stood near the open shoji, the cool night breeze stirring the strands of his dark hair. For once, his usual composure carried a quiet uncertainty. When he turned to face Renji, his eyes softened just barely, but enough that the change was unmistakable.
“I realize,” he began, his tone quieter, more nervous than usual, “that this is your birthday.” He hesitated a fraction, his fingers brushing against the box before he lifted it carefully and placed it in Renji’s hands. “I thought it… appropriate to give you something.”
The faintest trace of a smile touched his lips. “It may not be much. But I wanted it to be from me. You’ve brought… warmth into my life, Renji. More than I expected, and more than I will ever say aloud again, so take care to remember it.”
His gaze lingered, soft and steady. “Happy birthday.”
Unprompted Asks ||| Always Accepting @bleachbrainrotbro
"You're two months late. Denied. Rejected. Ok bye."
(Send in another one and it'll be answered seriously LOLs - this is just for laughs - shits and gigs)
America ya!!
Oh no. You again.
🚗 — what vehicle(s) do you drive?🎄 — favorite holiday(s)? 😀 — are there any rpc mutuals that you’ve met irl before?😗 — what are some of your favorite things to do when you have some time to yourself?
Munday Asks
🚗 — what vehicle(s) do you drive? None... lol I live in NYC so I don't drive. It's definitely not something that I would use very often, so it's a luxury I cannot afford at the moment.
🎄 — favorite holiday(s)? Lunar/Chinese New Year! I do like Christmas too, but CNY just hits different!! It's a lot more festive but maybe that's bc my family doesn't really celebrate Christmas like that.
😀 — are there any rpc mutuals that you’ve met irl before? Yes! I've met actually quite a handful of some of my mutuals! If anybody is down to hang and meet if you're on the east coast, and close to NY, then please! That would be so cool.
😗 — what are some of your favorite things to do when you have some time to yourself? Honestly, I use a lot of my free time for myself. My job is so demanding that whenever Im not at my job, I use it to decompress. That being said, when I do feel like going out, I love exploring the city. There's just so much to explore and so much I haven't yet and so much that I would love to revisit.
@cc-ichigo-kurosaki "Have you washed your face? Your face is still dirty."
Water under the Bridge ||| Accepting @cc-ichigo-kurosaki
"Huh?" Renji reached up in an attempt to clear the mud off his face, serving only to spread it across his cheeks even more.
"Aw man..." he frowned, rubbing his cheeks against the shoulder of his uniform, watching as the black fabric became streaked with dirt and mud.
He expresses his disdain towards Ichigo. "How long I been goin' around lookin' a fool like this? Ya just tell me now?"
Byakuya stood near the open shoji, the cool night breeze stirring the strands of his dark hair. For once, his usual composure carried a quiet uncertainty. When he turned to face Renji, his eyes softened just barely, but enough that the change was unmistakable.
“I realize,” he began, his tone quieter, more nervous than usual, “that this is your birthday.” He hesitated a fraction, his fingers brushing against the box before he lifted it carefully and placed it in Renji’s hands. “I thought it… appropriate to give you something.”
The faintest trace of a smile touched his lips. “It may not be much. But I wanted it to be from me. You’ve brought… warmth into my life, Renji. More than I expected, and more than I will ever say aloud again, so take care to remember it.”
His gaze lingered, soft and steady. “Happy birthday.”
Unprompted ||| Always Accepting @bleachbrainrotbro
(this time a serious response lol)
Renji hadn't expected a birthday gift, much less one from his captain. It wasn't something he went out of his way to celebrate - much more preferring to pass it in silent recognition that he'd survived one more year.
His hands slowly reach out to take the box, gingerly taking it from Byakuya's grasp, his gaze lingering on the neatly wrapped present, wondering what it could be.
Eyes float back up towards Byakuya, a soft smile forming on his lips. "Thank you... Ya didn't have to get me anything..."
He takes the noble's words into consideration, his heart clenching at the weight of it. He didn't know what that meant. A couple of moments of silence pass by before he speaks up again.
"I... I never could have thought that I'd ever make an impact on someone's life enough to be thanked like this," he confessed, his words coming out a mere whisper. "But t' hear ya say that, my heart... feels like it's gonna fly outta my chest right now." He sighs, then chuckles.
"I will remember it... thanks Taichou." He leans in, pressing a quick kiss to the noble's cheek. "Can I open this now?"
Walking up to Renji, Ulquiorra put down a black chair then put a whoopee cushion on top of it. “Sit. Now.”
@frogsonalotusleaf
"What! No!! I know what this is! I'm not stupid enough to sit on it!" Renji picks up the offensive item and throws it in Ulquiorra's face.
"Take yer fart bag back please."
🌸 to offer my muse a flower. [Please pretend it's a roadside dandelion. The old girl says the bright yellow suits him. She's too well-bred to say that he reminds of the dandelion. The plant represents perseverance because it's seen as a weed that will keep coming back no matter how trues to get rid of it. That's not something she thinks can be said without coming across as rude.]
Your Affection ||| Accepting @reservecloud
Eyes widen at the flower being handed over to him. "For me?" he asks, bewildered. "Oh. Thank you." It was rare that he ever received flowers, even on special occasions. He's stumped, and doesn't know what to do.
He observes the small fluffy bright yellow thing - so soft and delicate that any rough touch would scatter the petals apart easily. But he knows that these weeds grow unbothered just about anywhere, without regards to the environment. He would be honored to be compared to one.
"I love it... I know it's just a weed. But it's so pretty, isn't it?