Luck's on my side today!

THIS BLOG IS ARCHIVED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE - 03-2023 - (highly occasionally active) - Pride·fulness, noun - ˈpraɪdf(ə)lnəs-/ a becoming or dignified sense of what is due to oneself or one's position or character; self-respect; self-esteem.  [independent Madarame Ikkaku rp blog] His Other Half

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[yperifaneia]

"Ya still mad, or?"

--- "....Nah." Seems a bit pointless to deny he was a bit ticked off initially, since, for once, Nnoitra has made a correct assumption. Or maybe it was an educated guess; he should know Ikkaku well enough by now to know when he was annoyed, after all. And though Ikkaku hadn't explicitly told him he hadn't appreciated the sudden disappearance of his roommate, he certainly hadn't been overtly cautious about concealing it.

"What's there ta be mad about, anyway?" He gives a half-shrug and pulls his mouth into a lopsided smile. "At least now my fridge'll stay full for longer 'n five minutes."

No, mad wasn't the right word anyway. He was a little.. Disappointed, he supposed. Having the apartment to himself again was strange. He decided to focus on something else. "So where're you at now, huh? 's it nice?"

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He's been laying on the couch all day watching 'extreme fishing' on TV. Ikkaku is welcome to join him.

--- It is Christmas Eve.. But his place certainly does not look like it. He has not touched the box with Yumichika's christmas decorations, or even looked for more than ten seconds at a tree. That was Yumichika's thing. He'd go absolutely insane with the decorations, and even so it would not look gaudy. He would know exactly how to balance things. It always looked.. Classy, in a way.

Ikkaku's place { and for the time being Nnoitra's, he supposed }, looked pretty bare; just the same as usual. He'd bought some gingerbread cookies though, and walked into the living room to find Nnoitra slouched on the couch. He worldlessly handed him the box. "Ya wanna get KFC tomorrow?" That was a thing, he knew. Though he and Yumichika had never done it. Yumi hadn't thought it was 'coupley' enough. And he hated the greasy, fried food.

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“bleach” by tite kubo (ch 86)

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Nnoitra hands him the sorriest looking present ever. It looks like a letter. AS IF Nnoitra would ever write a letter. It is, in fact, a stack of different type of lottery tickets. Nnoitra bought them all for Ikkaku. Nnoitra was not one to believe in luck or whatever, but surely, there had to be some sort of balance in the universe? Winning some money at the lottery could balance the scales of Ikkaku losing his boyfriend. "I know ya said ya don't give a shit 'bout yer birthday, but I got ya this." That means ' happy birthday ' in Nnoitra's language. "If ya win anythin, yer buyin' 'da first round." They're still on for drinks tonight, right?

--- He doesn't know what he expected this morning when he woke up. For some reason.. It had not occurred to him that he might not hear from Yumichika. He was never a big phone person; wasn't as glued to it as people seemed to be nowadays, but.. He couldn't help giving it a glance every few hours. Still nothing, and it was nearing noon now. Not even a happy birthday text? He was really starting to think he must have fucked up somehow.. Or maybe Yumi just wanted a 'clean break'..

It doesn't leave him in the best mood, which also isn't entirely unusual for his birthday. He really doesn't care for it. But.. Nnoitra has evidently gone out of his way for him, and Ikkaku takes the gift with both hands, perusing it curiously. Lottery tickets..? Well, he's been called lucky all his life, despite there being plenty of evidence of misfortune in it. Who knows..

He offers Nnoitra a crooked grin. "Yeah? And if I don't win yer payin'?" He snorts. Nnoitra is the one making more money. Surely they both know that.

He leafs through the tickets. Lots of different options here.. He supposes he could start with the scratch tickets..

His phone buzzes and he immediately checks it. Just another e-mail from some company or the other offering him a 'birthday-deal'. Infuriating. He scowls at his phone a moment, but then looks back up at his friend. No use dwelling on this shit. Gotta take his mind off it. They are definitely on for drinks. "Thanks. Cake's in the fridge, by the way." He's gotten it this morning at the supermarket, as promised.

"Let's get fucked up t'night."

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Happy birthday, Madarame-san! We heard from your lieutenant that you always need more of these.

*inside the box there is shaving cream and a guide book to deal with hair loss*

--- He takes a gander inside the box. Hearing it had something to do with Yachiru he kind of expected candy which she could then confiscate later. But no..

Still, this was also awfully on brand for her. He scowls a little, though he holds on to the box. "I don't shave my head cause'a hairloss.." He defends tersely, but it is, and has always been, a useless fight..

He refuses to thank them for the gift.

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" Happy Birthday, Bald - ... I mean Ikkaku !! "

".......Thanks." He caught that slip-up, you know. "Who told ya it was my birthday anyway?" Didn't really seem like something the substitute shinigami should worry himself with, and Ikkaku wasn't exactly screaming it off the rooftops.

His best guess is Yachiru running her mouth as usual..

[yperifaneia]

oi. ikkaku. happy birthday, best buddy.

--- Best buddy. What a time to be alive. Maybe it is worth celebrating his birthday after all? It marks another year he didn't die, like Zaraki told him to, doesn't it? Besides, it should be a great excuse to have a little brawl later. Yumichika won't be pleased if they ruin the dojo again { it had been fully restored only a mere three weeks ago }. But even Yumi couldn't get mad at him on his birthday, right? Besides, maybe the captain will even join in?

"Heh, thanks, taichou! Wanna have a birthday bash later?" Quite literally..?

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Hands him a birthday breakfast. It's like a normal breakfast of omurice but it has happy birthday written on it in ketchup. "Have fun, kid." // we can't miss the MVP baldy's birthday uvu

--- Free food? Hell yeah! He happily takes the bowl, even though he doesn't really usually celebrate his birthday. That doesn't mean he won't let other people celebrate it, if that means they come bearing gifts! Food is probably the best option where gifts for Ikkaku are concerned, so she knocked it out of the park.

The words on the dish are a nice bonus, so he grins at her even as he starts ruining her work by chopping up the omelette and stirring it all around with his chopsticks.

"Thanks!" He says, mouth already stuffed full with rice and runny yolk. "This's great!"

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--- BIRTHDAYBOY !

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--- TOMORROW

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despairforme​: 

       Honestly? Nnoitra had a bit of an investment in Ikkaku’s mood, seeing as he was crashing at his place. He didn’t NEED a GLOOMY host. So yeah, he’d definitely prefer it if Ikkaku could cheer the fuck up. ❝ ‘Daz right, ‘daz how ya celebrate! ❞ He patted him on his shoulder, pretty firmly. ❝ Then we don’t make a big deal outta it. Wanna get laid too? I’m sure we can find some needy bitch ‘fer ya. ❞

--- He snorts. Nnoitra was easily appeased with sweet treats. He’ll have to remember to get to the supermarket that day, then. His second suggested manner of celebration, though, made Ikkaku curl his nose, disgusted before he could school his expression. “No, thanks..” He could probably brush it off as just being too soon, but he didn’t want to do that. Nnoitra was his friend, even if he wouldn’t understand, Ikkaku was going to be honest. Besides, if he wasn’t, there was no telling whether he wouldn’t try to ‘hook him up’. 

      “’s Yumi or no one ta me, honestly. ‘s not somethin’ I’m lookin’ for, yanno?” Booze, however? Yeah, they should just get hammered on his birthday. 

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despairforme​: 

       Damn, their stories really were MIRRORING each other, huh? Kinda freaky. Like bad screen writing. ❝ Huh? Ya fucker, ya better celebrate. I want cake. ❞ Selfish, as always. ❝ It’s just a birthday anyway, no big deal, right? ❞ Yeah, right. As if he wouldn’t be depressed about having nobody to celebrate it with. 

--- Despite it all, he laughs. “Yeah? How bout we just order in an’ I’ll get one ‘a those insane frosted cakes from th’supermarket?” A bit of a sad celebration as far as birthdays went, but.. Honestly? He’d rather just spend it staying in. Nnoitra being his only company would be alright, he thinks. 

“Yeah.. I never cared ‘bout my birthday. Was Yumi who insisted we had ta celebrate..”

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@despairforme​ said: bro

--- “Yeah..” It’s.. Crazy how things just.. Flip. He’d been so secure in their relationship, too. Really.. In it for the long haul. It feels insane to be passing by his 29th birthday without him. “I prolly won’t even celebrate..”

[yperifaneia]

--- In a week he was going to have his first birthday in 6 years without Yumichika..

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--- He needed a new phone. He hated shopping for this kind of shit. Too many specs to look at. But, since he’d thrown his last one at a wall after his last call with Yumi, he really had no other choice. Regrettably, even he could not escape the yoke of modern technology. He needed a phone.. But he was thinking he might just get one of those old-fashioned ones for ten bucks.. What are they called? A burner or some shit? Then there’d be no specs to consider at all.. Just buttons. If people didn’t already, they were going to think he was a criminal, but whatever, let them. What did he care? In fact, he cared about very little at the moment..

      After all, his reason for living pretty much bonjoured him out of his life, so..