#rip gin

[illmoure]

Okay it is absolutely ridiculous to me that in the bleach universe someone who is literally cut in half, their body in two distinct pieces, does not immediately die while another person, arguably stronger than them, dies because of a slash to the chest, a sword through the body, and an arm ripped off. That stuff is minor compared to what some of the other captains went through and survived. Can you tell I’m still salty over gin’s death

[drunkenworgen]

"I dare you to kiss...@eveshadows"

Send “I dare you to kiss…” with a url/name and my muse will have to kiss that person on the lips.

(…is this how Gin dies?)(Accepting!  Non-canon, just for giggles.)

“Who?”  Gin followed the Shadow’s gesturing to a red-headed woman, dressed in an elegant looking gown.  A salacious grin crossed the woman’s face before sliding up to Eve, tapping her on the shoulder.

“ ‘Scuse me, miss, bu’ y’go’ a lil’ somethin’ on yer lips.”  With that absolutely horrid line, Gin placed a kiss to the woman’s lips, grinning as she pulled away.  “Me.”

With a wink, Gin made an attempt to duck back into the crowd.

( @eveshadows )

[drunkenworgen]

I dare ya to kiss Elyza

Send “I dare you to kiss…” with a url/name and my muse will have to kiss that person on the lips.

(This is how Gin dies.)(Accepting!  Non-canon, just for giggles.)

“No’ tha’ ah mind, bu’ where th’ ‘ell’re you lo’ comin’ from an’ why do ah hafta…elf.  Very tall elf.”  Gin stared at the night elf for several moments before standing, cracking her knuckles.  This was going to take a bit more effort that the others.

Time for a drinking song.

After starting up the song, gaining the voices of several Dwarves, Gin would step on a chair, then the table nearest the elf, grabbing her face and planting a kiss to her lips.

And then Gin jumped off the table, hoping the chaos she’d caused would be enough to cover her escape.

( @elyza-morrowbranch )

[drunkenworgen]

Weeks passed. The Hug continued. Gin had begun to think of her life in the terms of pre- and post-Hug. Gwen had begun dressing her teddyworgen up in frilly dresses and holding tea parties with her. "Would you like some crumpets, Miss Ginny?" was a common expression. Gin was no longer concerned about getting away. She was concerned about how much she'd given away to the persona. How much of Miss Ginny she'd become...

“Oh, gods, this is worse than tha Nigh'mare…”

[drunkenworgen]

Smash or pass.

- @uinens

 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

(Accepting!)

"Uinen? She does tick a lotta m'boxes off, ah'll admit. Elf...'ot...could prob'ly kill me. 'OWEVER...'er wife would probably murder me 'fore ah even finished speakin'. Oooor she'd find a link with th'Void in m'own 'ead an' all m'work t'control it will 'ave been fer naugh' an' she'll 'ave me as 'er servant or summat."

The Gilnean pauses to take a drag off her joint, still considering.

"All tha' aside...smash. She's 'ot."

( @uinens )

[drunkenworgen]

Gin stops what she’s doing with a grin plastered across her face. Time to annoy a gnome. She finds a piece of scrap paper and hastily scribbles the words “I’m back” and a drawing of her making a kissy face before sending it.

“Wonder ‘f ‘e’ll try an’ mail a pipe bomb again…”

[missppxtts-a]

it's 5am. not the right time to wake up. i'll die today, yep!

[boilingheart-archive]

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I don't know, I log in and get shot.

h...how does this happen