Tsukishiro

"In a battle, the ones who get in the way are not the ones that lack power, but the ones that lack resolve." Canon Div. Rukia Kuchiki Powered by Moro

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Where do you hold your love?

In Your Fingertips

your love is stored in your fingertips; it extends beyond you even when you don't mean for it to. you love through touch, a physical connection that lends you the ability to project beyond words all the things you can't say- the good things, the gentle tender ones that feel like too much to put your own name to. don't worry people understand what you mean; love looks like hands- soft despite the strength.

Tagged by: @ad-melixra​ Tagging: Steal it

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{ I’ve been pretty low on spoons lately so I’m really sorry for not being around. Like for an ask! I wanna be here! }

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{ im home. im a sweat ball. i feel gross. i’ll try and be here later but for now...i melt }

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{ Please consider: Taco Tuesdays with the Kuchikis }

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{ Captain Hitstugaya } / hyouketsu​:

      mm—? his face lifts out from the drudgery of files in a rare display of full attention. it was a pretty fair question to ask, as otherwise he would have given it some half-cocked, dismissive tone in place of a true reply.    “ a lieutenant? no. ”   it’s obvious that he would’ve been, should any of those positions been available at the time. often, officers were passed between squads, filling in the gaps within their ranks for the sake of stability. hitsugaya remained where he was as a conscious choice.

     “ i will say this though, kuchiki. i think it’s important. ”   he puts his brush down for a moment, folding hands together upon the desk. he presents himself as such a sage to mask the weaknesses his youth may present; even if rukia was only slightly older than he, the importance of that presentation did not change.

     “ when we didn’t have a captain, matsumoto was effectively captain, and i her adjutant. ranks don’t matter in the way you might think. at the end of the day, it’s a line of succession rather than importance. anyone could be anything if they had the merit. ”   he takes the papers she brought over and signed them deftly.   “ it is what it is. ”    rukia of all people should know just how paper-thin ranks could be, what with how it wasn’t so much a ladder as it was a means. shooting up from a unseated officer all the way to lieutenant like that … it’s rarely heard of. she should appreciate it.

     “ anyway, enough of that. tell me how this business is going. i don’t want it being more trouble than it’s worth. ”    he gave her a warning look after.

She remained silent as the captain spoke, about to respond when he began to speak of something important. She stood at attention, purple hues watching him dutifully. He spoke how ranks weren’t quite as important as most tended to believe. And from her own experiences, she could tell that Hitsugaya understood better than anyone else. Shoulders relaxed more as he took the papers from her, a small smile appearing on her face.

“I know, sir. I think our squad knows that more than anyone. After all, we spent several decades without a lieutenant, with Kiyone and Sentarou sharing the spot. There are many other squad that put purchase into ranks, but things are a bit more...loose, with us.” 

Rukia’s smile faded, making way for a more serious expression. Back to work, as per usual. “Sir! The hollows have seemed to be gravitating more toward Naruki city. Even those that cross over into Karakura tend to travel over to Naruki. It’s an odd phenomenon, truth be told. I have a theory, but it might be a bit of a stretch.”

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{ Nii-sama } / ad-melixra​:

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“Rukia” his voice is ever calm, deep and clear, like an untouched pond under moonlight. A pale, slender hand emerges to gesture the younger further into the room that she had just arrived within. A table set for dinner - food still steaming - sits in front of the captain, and surprisingly, he is not in his worktime dress, instead a fine blue hakama rests upon his shoulders. A pause follows as he clears his throat, a brief flash of perhaps awkwardness or uncertainty - though that is quickly masked with his usual calm facade - as he speaks up “I was hoping you might join me for a meal.”

Seeing her brother in such a relaxed manner as soon as she returned home was surprising. At least somewhat. Yes, the manor was his home as well, though it was so rare for her to see him as such. Lately even more so. She was returning home later than normal, focusing heavily on paperwork for her captain. Even though she wasn’t the lieutenant, she wanted to help however she could. Blinking at her brother’s request, she smiled as her stomach gurgled just slightly. 

“I would really enjoy that, Nii-sama.” She walks and takes a seat at the extra food setting. She is silent for a moment. “..So how have things been at your squad?”

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gonna be playing some 7 days with some friends. and when im done with that, im gonna work on rpelies!! feel free to send asks and stuff and i’ll get to them later <3

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moonscut replied to your post:

i forgot i sent this …….

HOW DID YOU FORGET!? YOU SENT IT ONLY A FEW HOURS AGO

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{ txt | Fool }  👁👄👁

{ txt } ..... { txt } Did Kon steal your phone again? Or did being thrown through a wall hurt you more than I thought? 

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does anyone aside from me remember the Bleach musicals? and how banging they were?

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{ I have, at current, 4 headcanons that are particularly important to my portrayal of Rukia. Please click the links below and read up on these headcanons! } 

Rukia and their gender identity parts 1 & 2

Rukia and their scars

10+ years post series tidbits

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we’ve never met but can we have a coffee or something? - in love with a ghost

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[moonscut-moved]

      mama  bore  a  boy  with  a  gun  for  a  mouth.   teeth  dripping  led   ,   &.   lips  bleeding  red.   his  lashes   are  curled  for  war   ,   onyx   &.   gold  armour  for  my  eyes.   tongue  waxing  lyrical  of  both  beauty   &.   battle  cries.   (  non  rp  blogs  DO  NOT  reblog.   )

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{ Ichigo } / getsufied​:

      &.  right  as  ichigo  had  just  gotten  her  back   ,   too.  he ‘ d  be  lying  to  say  there  wasn ‘ t  the  slightest  hint  of  anxiety  building  in  his  gut   ,   a  type  of  dread  spawned  via  not  hearing  rukia ‘ s  commands  from  his  closet  every  morning   ,   knowing  he  wouldn ‘ t  see  her  for  gods  know  how  long.  again.  how  selfish  of  him   ;   rukia  has  her  own  duties   ,   far  more  important  ones.   ❝ right. ❞   he  says   ,   zangetsu  shouldered  as  he  casts  gaze  towards  white  moon  with  a  softness  reserved  only  for  her.  ❝ don ‘ t  think  y ‘ can  just  come  back  unannounced   ,   got  it   ?   m  ‘  gonna  start  keeping  my  clothes  in  my  closet  again. ❞   

      spoken  on  a  lighthearted  jest   ,   mischievous  half  smile  ‘ pon  curvature  of  lips.   ❝ …   when  are  you  leaving  again   ? ❞

She recognized that look in his eyes. It was one she had seen several times before. One she saw, and vividly remembered as she faded from his view right before him. And it tugged at her heart strings. He could see her once more. See the hollows and the spirits. And now, they weren’t so far apart anymore. No longer would she think that the next time she would see Ichigo would be the day of his death. 

Her own smirk tugged at the corners of her lips; a reflection of his. “But where is the fun in that? Scaring you in the morning was the best of my day.” A small pause, brows knitting tightly in thought. “Within a few hours, I’m certain. I’ll have a report to file over this incident, which I can’t leave to the Captain, unfortunately.”

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@ukitxxke​ from

“...I’m fine, sir. It’s just...we’re coming up on the anniversary of his passing. And now that I wear this badge, I can’t help but wonder if he would be proud of me. I wonder what he would have done had he still be around when I was a prisoner. I keep wondering how different things would have been had he just been here.”

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rukia did you hear about the new ligma chappy

“W-Wh-WHAT!? THERE”S A NEW CHAPPY!?” It didn’t even occur to them that he was trying to pull a fast one on her. He mentioned ‘new’ and ‘chappy’ in one sentence. Nothing else reached her.

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