NotLonelyJustAlone
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Kisuke had not planned this discussion in the least. His voice was cold, the edge of a blade singing along the edges.
Yellow flashed through Ichigo’s irises, face still too bland, too set, too not Ichigo.
“You’ve been running down a list of hobbies, learning how to do them, excel at them or become bored by them and move on. You involve those who care about you—”
Another flash.
“Which has largely reassured them that you’re alright, that you’re coping with everything well, seizing the chance of life with two hands.
“But you haven’t moved forward, have you?” he asked, flinching a bit internally at the bite of his own words.
The blazing, poisonously yellow glare he was given…
“And you care, do ya?” Narrowed eyes, teeth bared in a sneering snarl. “You can take your concern right to hell.”
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“Just sign up?” Kisuke checked. Yoruichi had just said he should and wouldn’t regret it.
Which was also what she said about joining the Gotei.
“Sign up and not get at least five profiles in a week.”
“Hmm.” The anonymity did hold some—
Ichigo was pointing a finger at him. “And don’t sign up just to troll people. That’ll get you banned before you have a chance for five profiles and won’t count.”
Kisuke grinned. “Why, Kurosaki-kun, one would think you didn’t trust me.”
Ichigo coaxed the butterfly onto his finger and studied it. “Didn’t know you, you mean. Very different. I do wonder how they do this,” he mused, shaking his head slightly.
Kisuke refused to look at the stupid things. “Probably via toxic inks or dyes.”
“You hope,” Ichigo chuckled. “They’re pretty, Urahara, you can’t deny that.”
“I certainly can. They’re tacky.”
“You are determined to hate people being happy, aren’t you?” Ichigo grinned, turning his hand in a well-known ‘take off now’ gesture, the butterfly with its red hearts where eyespots would be on normal butterflies flittering away as if it wasn’t an abomination against taste.
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Yuzu finished coiling the last bit of dough. She looked at it carefully, nodded, and pushed some chocolate candy bits into the coil at sporadic places. The small tray went into the oven and she turned her attention to the finished batch after throwing away the bags the dough had been divided into. Sparkle gel, edible glitter and sprinkles finished those in time for the rest to come out and get the same treatment.
Half a dozen slid carefully onto a plate once dry.
She took a deep breath and nodded to herself in confirmation.
She was going to get answers. Ichigo wasn’t okay, whatever anyone tried to tell her.
A plate of cookies might not be much compared to what he was going through, but the time and effort required should at least get him talking. That was the trick, with Ichigo. He wouldn’t lie, but it took work to pry things out of him sometimes.
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“Growing up like that? It’s all survival. You don’t carry anything that isn’t important to life. You don’t help anyone if you can’t expect equal help in turn—but,” he broke in strongly when Ichigo’s face shifted into wary understanding which was a complete misunderstanding, “when you get out of that life? You tend to make a pack not entirely unlike your past ones. You find strength and stubborn will and the sort of steel-edged loyalty that let you survive and you cling. You make them stronger and you cover their weak spots while pointing them out and training counters so they become strengths. When they’re down you stand over them and you slaughter anyone and anything that threatens them even if it comes down to ripped nails and bloody teeth,” he bared his own as he glared down into wide brown. “And you, Kurosaki Ichigo, are mine.”
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Intelligence is the Tragedy (in the beauty of your dance) by NotLonelyJustAlone
Fandoms: Bleach (Anime & Manga)
01 Jul 2023
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Saying he woke was a bit… overstated. More like he foggily was no longer unconscious.
Very foggily.
And achily.
What the hell happened?
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Wait, right. Experiment. ‘This will be absolutely fascinating, Kurosaki-kun! Imagine what we can learn about the nature of zanpakuto spirits! We already know that the ‘known’ information about them is… shaky, at best.’ Followed by a glance up at him from manically bright eyes and a tilt to thin lips while the pose bared his neck and—
And big strong Kurosaki Ichigo folded like fucking tissue in the rain, he sighed at himself.
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Q fell into the past and does his best to delicately nudge things for the better.
Whenever a mallet won’t work.
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When John's leave request for Christmas is denied, Sherlock is nothing short of devastated, not that he's letting it show. The holiday season now something he's just waiting to end, Sherlock doesn't think anything can possibly make it worse. That is, until he realizes no one in his life believes his army "boyfriend" is even real, but, luckily, everyone is in for a surprise.
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“I’m not you, Bond. I don’t exactly have a technique for getting rich strangers to like me.”
“Just do your naive cute puppy thing, and they’ll be doting on you in no time,” Bond replies as he pulls up to the grand estate.
“My what?” Q asks incredulously. Bond doesn’t answer, simply giving him an indulgent smile. The fucker.
(or: 00q meets Gosford Park. Except not really.)
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"Most people just pick whatever flower they think is prettiest. It doesn’t require a lot of input from me.”
The man walks up to Q, leaning against the counter between them. “Well then, what can I do to get your input?”
(In which Q runs a flower shop, and his newest regular is almost definitely a spy.)