[challenge] Three Word Prompt
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ajremixDone mainly out of boredom, I'll go ahead and keep this meme open until I a)get my creativity back for regular drabbles or b)get sick of this thing.
So, meme: Give me one or more characters and three word prompt to go with it. Please limit one request per person at a time. Once I finish your mini-drabble, feel free to give me another three-word prompt. I'll get to each as soon as I can.
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Sena, Monta - Taking too Long
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A group of them were looking somewhat interested while Sena stood protectively (if you could call it that) in front of the door to the bathroom.
“So,” Musashi drawled, “why is Monta in there puking, again?”
“Er, bad meat?” Sena stuttered.
“Bad meat?”
“Well, it was red and bleeding and cold and it was really nasty looking and-“
“It was just raw, not bad.” Musashi told him. “If he didn’t complain about it taking too long to cook, he wouldn’t be losing what little lunch he had right now.”
“Blah~” said Monta.
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Hiruma, Mamori - Don't Read That
fortsukishine
It’s been a slow, slow day when the team- in a fit of boredom, waiting for the last minutes of lunch to trickle out –said, “Ne, Hiruma-senpai?”
“What?” He drawled, leaning against a wall, a rifle leaning against his shoulder.
“You really have blackmail material on everyone?”
“Yeah.”
“Can we see it?”
“Feh! Like hell!”
“Aw, c’mon!” Kuroki said loudly. “We heard you got something on even the manager!”
“Yeah, what could you possibly have on Mamori-san?” Said Monta near the vicinity of the door.
Hiruma gave the group a long, measured look. “Ya wanna know?” He grinned, fingering the black edge of the book as it stuck out of his pocket.
Except that Mamori whapped him across the shoulder, “Don’t read them that!”
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Ha Ha Trio - Idiot Says What
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Juumonji rubbed a hand over his eyes. “Look, it’s EASY. Really. You have to distribute the –3 first, so the problem is now –3x – 6 = -8. Then you add 6 to both sides and it’s –3x = -2. Divide both sides by –3 and because the negatives cancel each other out, x = 2/3. Got it?”
“What?”
“Whaaaaaaaat??”
“WHAAT??” They’ve been at this one problem for ten minutes! “How can you STILL not get it?”
Kuroki pulled a face. “Man, you lost me with the distributing.”
Togano blinked. “What?”
Juumonji put his head against the desk and screamed.
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Hiruma, Ha Ha Trio - Dancing on the Field
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“Naw, it’s like this.”
“No it ain’t. Your knees’re too high.”
“You got it all wrong- like this.”
Hiruma watched the three of them with a raised eyebrow for a good twenty seconds before the urge gave way and he barked at them, “What the fuck are you three doing?”
The Ha Ha Brothers blinked owlishly back from where they were doing some weird travesty of what suspiciously looked like prancing in the end zone.
“Just a little Deion Sanders high-stepping.” Kuroki said matter-of-factly.
There was a long pause as Hiruma’s second eyebrow rose up next to the first. Eventually he told them, “Get a touchdown first, then decide on your retarded dance.”
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Mamori, Sena, Monta - Three Square Meals
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When it came to sports and all the hard work involved Monta was a veteran. Sena, despite his years honing speed, still found himself shocked at how much training he was being subjected to. Monta just laughed at him, pounding him heartily on the back. “That’s what’ll make ya the best of the best!”
Sena was relieved to be friends with the wide receiver- even more relieved he didn’t have to skirt the secret identity thing with him. He went out of his way to explain to Sena all the sores and pains he’d get from the exhaustive training, how important stretching out was, shared some strength training exercises with him, ran with him whenever they had the time.
“Diet,” he said, “is just as important. You’ll burn up all sorts of calories and your metabolism’ll rocket up and you’ll feel all sorts of hungry but you can’t eat the same sort of things, ya know. Lots of red meat- iron, calcium, high calories, carbs, all that. But what you really gotta do is watch what you eat before practice. Gotta be something light or it’ll sit in your stomach and really screw you over.”
There was no way he could explain to Mamori, though, why he suddenly couldn’t eat the lunches she made for him. She’d just give him that stern, motherly-look and expound on the importance of three square meals a day.
Thank God for Monta, though, Sena would think. He always found a way to distract Mamori whenever Eyeshield 21 had to go puke up his lunch.
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([ES, Hiruma, Mamori] Not That One)
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([ES, Hiruma, Agon] Pre Marital Sex)
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([ES, Hiruma] Cloak and Dagger Man)
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([ES, Rui, Hiruma] Make it Last)
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([ES, Hiruma, Mamori] That's Not Romantic)
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([ES, Hiruma, Mamori] Hours, if Not Days)
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([ES, Agon, Hiruma] One True Blonde)
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([ES, Toganou, Rui] Overly Demanding Uke)
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([ES, Hiruma, Agon] Guilty as Proven)
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Zoro, Sanji - Speaking of That
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Zoro, being the man that he is, didn’t think things too far ahead. Sure every once in a while there was a niggling feeling in the back of his brain that, sometimes, he considered maybe sort of paying attention to every once in a while. Maybe.
This might’ve been one of them, when he got so sick of Nami dangling his debt to her in front of him for some inane request that generally consisted of mule work or beating up someone that she pissed off. He stood up tall and said to her loudly, “Yeah? Well what if I don’t pay that damned debt, huh? You think you can make pay you back? I don’t have to give you a damned cent and there’s no way in hell you’d be able to force me to so put that in your greedy bitch pipe and suck it!”
For a moment she stood there and looked at him. Then she narrowed her eyes and smiled tightly. “Well, then. If that’s how you feel.” And walked off.
That niggling part tittered for a bit, then wore off as the day progressed.
But when the galley emptied out after dinner and he was helping Sanji wash the dishes that niggling bit came niggling back again. And kept niggling through the silence until Sanji was putting away the last of the plates.
“Oh yeah, speaking of which,” he said conversationally, not even sparing Zoro a sidelong look, “no sex. Ever.” And walked off.
The niggling part tittered at him in a mocking way and Zoro considered paying a bit more attention to it in the future.
Maybe.
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Nami, Luffy - A Little Harder
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Luffy’s hands, Nami concluded, had to be the greatest things in the world. If she could packaged them and sell them she’d be the richest person to ever and will ever live. They were strong and sure and- oooooh –they stretched to cover more space and he knew where exactly to put them-
“Mmm,” Nami wriggled under him slightly, moaning against the flat expanses of his hands, “a little harder- a little- ah… Oooh, right there….”
Luffy, however, didn’t see why Sanji was so upset that he was giving Name a back massage. It wasn’t nearly as interesting as he made it sound.
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Sanji, Nami, Luffy, Zoro - Ship to Shore Call
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Nami was in her cabin trying to work on some maps. Keywords being ‘was’ and ‘trying’. Instead she was roused out onto the deck by massive amounts of yelling.
“What,” she shouted, Luffy and Sanji leaning over the starboard railing, “are you two shouting at over there?”
“Ah, Nami-swan!” Sanji whirled about, swooning. “We’re just doing some ship to shore calls!”
“Ship to shore?” She walked up to the two. “Who are- HOW are you doing ship to-“ She cut herself off and dropped her head into a hand.
“OI~! ZORO~!” Luffy shouted to the island. “We’re to the west! West~!”
A voice rang faintly from the brambles on the shoreline “What? That’s not west, that’s south!”
“We’re EAST, idiots!” Nami cried out. “And how are you lost- WE CAN SEE YOU!”
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Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Chopper - Feels like Slime
fortsukishine
“What… is this?”
Sanji’s visible eyebrow twitched.
Chopper poked at ‘this’ with a hoof. “I can see through it!” He said in awe.
Zoro, meanwhile, was still glaring at ‘this’ dubiously. “Is it supposed to look like that?”
Chopper poked it again. “Ah~! It jiggles!”
“I mean, what the hell makes it like this?”
“Is that a melon inside?”
“Nothing should ever be that color.”
“Is it floating? How is the melon floating?”
“Lights aren’t even this bright.”
“Look, look! The melon’s dancing!”
“It feels like slime.”
“Wai~!”
“Food ain’t supposed to feel like slime.”
Sanji turned, scowling darkly. “Nami-san, can I-“
“No, Sanji-kun.” She said, not bothering to look at him or at Zoro and Chopper or at her own serving of jell-o. “He still owes me money.”
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Chopper, Usopp - We're Not Afraid (spoilers part way into the Skypiea arc)
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Chopper found Usopp at the river bank while everyone else was setting up camp for the night, looking at the battered Going Merry as it sat on the alter. He knew he’d find the sniper there, knew he would be watching the ship mournfully. Chopper didn’t understand why he loved the ship so much- they all loved it, but Usopp so much, much more than the rest of them. To Chopper it was home, the place that held his friends and his dreams. He didn’t know what it was to Usopp, but it was important to him and that was all Chopper had to understand.
“Ne, Usopp,” he said quietly, his heart twisting in his stomach at the sight of the ravaged ship. “Usopp, I’m sorry I couldn’t protect it. I wanted so badly to-“
“Chopper.”
The reindeer blinked. “Eh?”
“Remember when we were going to Alabastar?” He didn’t turn around and his voice seemed far off. “You asked me what you were supposed to do. Do you remember what I said?”
He hesitated. “U-Un. You said to do what I could.”
“And you did what you could, right? You protected the Going Merry with your life, and you’re both safe.” A knuckle tapped absently on the ground. “We’re pirates, and no matter what else might happen, when it comes down to it, we know what’s important, right? We know there’s a point where we can’t back down and we can’t be afraid. If you weren’t there think about what would’ve happened to the Going Merry.”
Chopper stared at Usopp. Then, sadly, he looked down, biting his lip. “I’m sorry. If I were stronger-” A fist rapped gently against his forehead, making Chopper look up with a surprised squeak.
“What’re you getting so sad over?” Usopp said with a too-wide smile. “As long as you’re alive you can get stronger and braver. Even little by little until you become the strongest and bravest doctor on the entire Grand Line!”
Eyes wide and heart swelling, Chopper beamed, “You really think I’ll be the strongest and bravest doctor? Really?”
“Yup! Brave warrior Captain Usopp has seen it! You’ll be so brave and strong people’ll be singing about you for hundreds of years!” Laughing, Usopp turned back to the white lake and the stone shrine and the broken ship and his smile cracked, just a little. “Everyone is so strong.”
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([One Piece, Zoro, Sanji] V for Victory)
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Thugs - Don't Bother Lying
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They’ve known each other long enough that they could communicate entire airtight and collaborative alibis with a few significant gestures and glances. Unfortunately he also knew them long enough to read them.
“Don’t bother lying.” He gritted at the four. “And don’t try me.”
They looked at each other for a moment and decided to just come out with the truth.
And blame it one someone else.
“It was Renji that bought-“
“-Iba’s idea to-“
“-then Hisagi said we should-“
“-dipshit Ikkaku went and-“
“-you stupid fuck, I said NOT-“
“-shut yer fuckin’ mouth, I know what you-“
“-coupla goddamn retards-“
“-like you got a right to fuckin’ talk-“
“SHUT. YOUR FUCKING. MOUTHS!”
They cringed under Zaraki’s pressure, feeling the tremors all the way down to the bone. He glared until they were passably subdued.
“Now, one at a time,” he rumbled out, eyeing each one in turn as they gulped and looked away, “tell me which one of you fucktards gave Yachiru a sugar high.”
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Hisagi, Yumichika - Don't Eat That
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He really should’ve known better, leaving Shuuhei alone for more than five minutes. But, being naïve, he thought he managed to get all the unmannered barbarian thuginess out of the man for good. Except, walking into the room, Yumichika saw his lover pick something up off the floor and made to put it in his mouth.
“SHUUHEI!”
The man was so startled he almost dropped the food. Again. “What?”
“Don’t eat that!”
“What? Why?”
“Because it was on the floor!”
Shuuhei blinked at him slowly. “…five second rule.” He said, as if everything revolved around that.
Yumichika rolled his eyes. “Yes, but do you know what’s been on that floor before the food?”
“Babe,” Shuuhei said flatly, “I know exactly where some other things have been that I put in my mouth.”
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Thugs, Ichigo - Thug in Training
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“What- no!”
“Aw, c’mon!” They urged him. “Ya gotta!”
“I don’t ‘gotta’ nothing!” Ichigo sneered back at the four inebriated idiots.
Renji pointed a swaying finger at the boy with all the seriousness a piss-drunk drunk was capable of. “Now look,” he slurred almost unintelligibly, “ya agreed ta come witsh us so ya gotta follow the rulesh!”
“Yeah!” Iba nearly wanged Hisagi in the face with his cup. “Think of it as…. trainin’!”
“Training?” Ichigo drawled. “What the hell kind of training is this?”
“Thuggy trainin’!”
“So get yer ass out there an’ do it!” Ikkaku wobbly pushed Ichigo out, almost landing on the floor in the process.
Ichigo just gritted his teeth and decided to humor them. Better this than them trying to get him to drink again.
“Hey, baby,” he told the bombshell at the bar through gritted teeth, “what’s your sign?” Over his shoulder he heard the four drunken bastards cheering far too loudly in the otherwise mellow bar. The bombshell’s boyfriend, though, didn’t find their cheering all that amusing.
…At least now Ichigo knew why they drank.
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Zaraki, Unohana - A Specific Request
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On a whole, captains rarely asked anything of each other, even less of Zaraki and his division of ‘muscle-headed thugs’ as the popular description stated. So when Captain Unohana had come up to him with a ‘specific request’ he was, to say the least, a little wary. Captain Unohana had this odd ability to turn even simple conversation into something where you KNOW she’s threatening you but she looks so kind and warm doing it but it still puts you on edge anyway.
“A request?” Zaraki asked gruffly. “Dunno. Depends on what it is.”
She gave him that smile that SHOULD have been friendly but made shivers crawl up his back instead. “You’ll like it. I’m certain you will.”
“Oh? What is it?”
“I’m afraid my division members are laxing in their physical activities. Perhaps your men wouldn’t mind… not bullying them around, but perhaps… pushing them a little? Force a little backbone upon them?”
There was a pause. The one of Zaraki’s eyebrows jumped up. “Ya want us to beat up on yer division?”
“To put it simply, yes.”
This, he decided, had to be a reason why he didn’t like talking to Unohana. He could never figure out if she was really being serious.
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Thugs, Nemu - Share and Share Alike
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“An’ then he says, ‘The fuck you talkin’ bout? I could totally kick ‘is ass in that!’ and so the guy- the guy he says-“
Renji cuts in when Iba’s overcome with cackling to speak, “The guy says, ‘I got fifty buck says yer just a drunk, dumb motherfucker!’ and hell if any of us woulda just let that go by drunk or not.”
“Me an’ Renji, we got no idea what just happened an’ we just know we got some killer entertainment goin’ on an’ we holler at Hisagi to get his punk ass outside.”
Hisagi picks it up from there, “And when I do there’s this guy that’s doing pig calls down the street and herding them all into a pen and Ikkaku- dear Lord I have no idea what Ikkaku thought he was doing but it LOOKED like he was trying to mud wrestle those poor creatures-“
Sore, tired and still sporting a mean hangover, Ikkaku glares at his so-called ‘friends’. “Alright, that’s enough. You bastards had yer fun now shut up.”
They just snort at him. “No way! She’s yer girl, right? She’s got the right to know the dumb shit you do drunk off yer ass!”
“Yeah! Share an’ share alike!”
“You do the same to us, so shut yer mouth.”
Nemu quietly sips her drink, happily amused at the entire scene.
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Rangiku, Hitsugaya - What the Fuck (spoilers up to chapter 196, I believe)
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Yumichika had gone out with some of their ‘classmates’, Rukia was eating with the Kurosakis and Renji and Ikkaku were out causing trouble on some unsuspecting street. That left Hitsugaya alone in their rented apartment. With Rangiku.
For the most part he didn’t have a problem dealing with his vice-captain. But she seemed to have taken the idea of them being incognito too to heart and thus became even more blasé in her dealings with him. Such as wiping his mouth for him when they were eating ice cream in a park, cooing over his ‘cuteness’ in the classroom and dragging him along to look at all the nifty little gadgets that was in the world today.
This, however, was the last straw.
“What,” Hitsugaya told her slowly and evenly like Hell was icing over the sun, “the fuck is this?”
“It’s supposed to help you eat!”
“How is it supposed to help me eat?”
Rangiku blinked, surprised that he would ask such a question. “Well…. You sit on it.”
“Why do I need to sit on it?”
“So you can reach the table.”
Hitsugaya very nearly kicked the highchair out the most available window. “I’M NOT THAT SHORT, DAMMIT!”
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Houzukimaru, Zabimaru - What're We Gonna do With 'em? (spoilers to the end of the Soul Society arc)
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He passed out again?
Oh yeah. Like always. How’re you holding up? You look like shit.
I feel like it. At least yours doesn’t abuse you all the time.
No. Mine just likes being a prick. At least yours will let you have some fun.
Fun? I got slashed open by that traitor and I still had to fight! How is that FUN?
At least yours lets you bankai. I haven’t had that opportunity in so long I think I’ve forgotten how.
At the rate we’re going I’m thinking bankais are overrated. I’m 0 for 2 in the bankai survival right now.
You’ve been on a bit of a losing streak for a while.
Oh shut up. It’s his fault, you know.
Who, your kid’s?
No, the old guy. You know, with the shades.
Oh. HIM.
Yeah.
I dunno, I wouldn’t mind going up against him again. All out, now that we know what they’re capable of.
You’re just as blood thirsty as your demonic charge.
You’re just as reckless as your loudmouth brat.
In the span between dimensions, two beings sighed- three if you count the second head. What do you do with a pair of idiots?
Got me.
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([Bleach, Ishida, Orihime] Help Me Out)
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([Bleach, Urahara, Ishida] One Last Kiss)
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([Bleach, Yoruichi, Urahara] M for Mature)
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([Bleach, Mayuri, Kuukaku] Might Sting a Little)
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([Bleach, Shunsui, Nanao] Want Me to What?)
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([Bleach, Ulquiola, Grimmjaw] Pink Teddy Bear)
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([Bleach, Byakuya, Hisana] What Won't Come)
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([Bleach, Ikakku, Nemu, Zaraki] This a Bad Time?)
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([Bleach, Ikakku, Nemu] When Time Ends)
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([Bleach, Chad, Ishida] Did He Just...)
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([Bleach, Tousen, Komamura] You Wouldn't Understand)
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([Bleach, Mayuri, Kuukaku] It's Your Kid)
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([Bleach, Thugs, Komamura] Mascot? Fuck No!)
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([Bleach, Ikakku, Nemu, Yachiru] Knock Before Entering)
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([Bleach, Yoruichi, Urahara] Good for What Ails You)
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([Bleach, Yumichika, Hanatarou] Because We Can~)
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([Bleach, Vizords] Breathe, Sleep, Love)
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([Bleach, Rukia, Renji] Shopping for Clothes)
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([Bleach, Vizords] Protect Our Love)
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([Bleach, Pyon, Kon] Annoying Their Peers)
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([Bleach, Yoruichi, Urahara] A Day at (Tokyo) Disneyland)
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Byakuy, Kaien - You. Are. Insane
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“You. Are. INSANE.”
Byakuya ignores the oldest Shiba as servants continue to set up the table.
“It’s not going to work.”
They place the cups in a precise arrangement around the center.
“No matter how hard you try, it won’t.”
“Kaien,” Byakuya says evenly, “you are of a noble house.”
“Yeah.”
“Noble must adhere to certain traditions.”
“Maybe. But-“
“This will be done.” He says with such finality that Kaien decides to let him learn on his own.
Six traumatized ladies-in-waiting later Byakuya figures this will be harder than he originally thought. It isn’t until Kuukaku brakes the kettle over Ganjyu’s head for making fun of her trying (and failing) to learn the tea ceremony that Byakuya admits Kaien was indeed right.
The smug bastard.
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Tatsuki, Ichigo - Friends and Lovers
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Despite all the talk that went around, neither thought it odd that they decided to move into an apartment together. They were going to the same college and it would be cheaper to have a housemate. It seemed, to them, like a logical course of action. They were childhood friends, after all. They could barely remember the years before they met and the ones that came after were always fond and comforting.
And yet, despite their close relationship, there were still things they fought violently over. Like Ichigo leaving the toilet seat up, Tatsuki not hanging up the towels or who’s turn it was to wash the dishes or do the laundry. Nothing, thought, could compare to the fights they got into about who they dated.
Ichigo claimed Tatsuki’s ‘boyfriends’ were all jerks and just wanted to get into her pants. Tatsuki claimed Ichigo’s ‘girlfriends’ were ditzy and wanted the same exact thing. They’d fight and argue about that all day until they had to leave for classes and then they’d just text insults to each other’s phones. Then they’d continue in person when they came back home until it was night and they fell asleep, snarling at each other, on the couch.
It seemed just as logical when, instead of falling asleep they fell into each other. It felt just as natural bridging the gap between ‘friends’ and ‘lovers’. Because, Tatsuki told Ichigo, liking the look of her straddling his waist, no one could watch his back better than she could. And Ichigo, liking the look just as much, told her he didn’t want anyone else to.
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([Naruto, Asuma, Kurenai] Puerile Evasive Maneuvers)
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Ed, Al - Don't You Dare
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It was somewhere past two in the morning and Ed was finally getting around to drifting off to sleep when-
“Niisan.”
He snorted, startled back awake.
“Niisan,” moonlight gleamed off the edges of Al, “you’re my brother and you know I love you dearly. But don’t you ever dare hurt Winry.”
There was an edge to the silence like glass on a knife. Al probably didn’t mean to say it while Ed was still awake, but Ed was glad that he did.
“And what would you do if I did?” Ed asked, soft but hard and the knife nicked into the glass.
He could hear Al’s breath in the gratings of the helmet. “If you did…” his soft voice lowered, “if you did… I wouldn’t be able to forgive you for it.”
Again Ed snorted, this time intentionally and a little fondly. “Idiot.” Ed told the dark. “Wait until you get your body back before you give up on her.”
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Al, Winry, Pinako - Just Drink it
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“Winry, just drink it.”
Winry clamped her mouth shut and widely shook her head.
“Winry,” her grandmother said tersely, “drink it.”
“Mmmm!”
“Winry, drink it up or else-“
“Ah, Winry, you’re up!”
The two Rockbells looked up to see Al attempting not to loom in the girl’s doorway. The armor seemed to grin. “I’m glad you’re awake, now! Are you feeling any better?”
Though she was still a little feverish, Winry smiled gratefully. “I am.”
“That’s good.” Al fidgeted in the door. “Did, um, did you like the soup?” He asked in a voice too tiny for even the boy in her memory.
Winry stuttered. “D-Did you make it?”
“Yeah. It’s the soup Kaasan used to make for me and Niisan whenever we got sick.” A gauntlet rubs against the back of the helmet, making a hollow scraping noise. “I thought maybe you’d like some, too.”
“I…” she looks guiltily at the full bowl, “I just woke up,” she lies, “I haven’t had a chance to try it yet.”
“Do you want me to reheat it for you?”
“No, it’s okay.” She beams up at Al and takes a spoonful of the soup. She hates sick food almost as much as she hates being sick, but this she can tell him honestly, “It’s delicious.”
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([Rock Man, Elec, Metal] Why Don't You)
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([Rock Man, Elec, Metal] Do You Remember)
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So, meme: Give me one or more characters and three word prompt to go with it. Please limit one request per person at a time. Once I finish your mini-drabble, feel free to give me another three-word prompt. I'll get to each as soon as I can.
MEME IS NOW CLOSED
Sena, Monta - Taking too Long
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tsukishineA group of them were looking somewhat interested while Sena stood protectively (if you could call it that) in front of the door to the bathroom.
“So,” Musashi drawled, “why is Monta in there puking, again?”
“Er, bad meat?” Sena stuttered.
“Bad meat?”
“Well, it was red and bleeding and cold and it was really nasty looking and-“
“It was just raw, not bad.” Musashi told him. “If he didn’t complain about it taking too long to cook, he wouldn’t be losing what little lunch he had right now.”
“Blah~” said Monta.
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Hiruma, Mamori - Don't Read That
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tsukishineIt’s been a slow, slow day when the team- in a fit of boredom, waiting for the last minutes of lunch to trickle out –said, “Ne, Hiruma-senpai?”
“What?” He drawled, leaning against a wall, a rifle leaning against his shoulder.
“You really have blackmail material on everyone?”
“Yeah.”
“Can we see it?”
“Feh! Like hell!”
“Aw, c’mon!” Kuroki said loudly. “We heard you got something on even the manager!”
“Yeah, what could you possibly have on Mamori-san?” Said Monta near the vicinity of the door.
Hiruma gave the group a long, measured look. “Ya wanna know?” He grinned, fingering the black edge of the book as it stuck out of his pocket.
Except that Mamori whapped him across the shoulder, “Don’t read them that!”
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Ha Ha Trio - Idiot Says What
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tsukishineJuumonji rubbed a hand over his eyes. “Look, it’s EASY. Really. You have to distribute the –3 first, so the problem is now –3x – 6 = -8. Then you add 6 to both sides and it’s –3x = -2. Divide both sides by –3 and because the negatives cancel each other out, x = 2/3. Got it?”
“What?”
“Whaaaaaaaat??”
“WHAAT??” They’ve been at this one problem for ten minutes! “How can you STILL not get it?”
Kuroki pulled a face. “Man, you lost me with the distributing.”
Togano blinked. “What?”
Juumonji put his head against the desk and screamed.
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Hiruma, Ha Ha Trio - Dancing on the Field
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tsukishine“Naw, it’s like this.”
“No it ain’t. Your knees’re too high.”
“You got it all wrong- like this.”
Hiruma watched the three of them with a raised eyebrow for a good twenty seconds before the urge gave way and he barked at them, “What the fuck are you three doing?”
The Ha Ha Brothers blinked owlishly back from where they were doing some weird travesty of what suspiciously looked like prancing in the end zone.
“Just a little Deion Sanders high-stepping.” Kuroki said matter-of-factly.
There was a long pause as Hiruma’s second eyebrow rose up next to the first. Eventually he told them, “Get a touchdown first, then decide on your retarded dance.”
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Mamori, Sena, Monta - Three Square Meals
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tsukishineWhen it came to sports and all the hard work involved Monta was a veteran. Sena, despite his years honing speed, still found himself shocked at how much training he was being subjected to. Monta just laughed at him, pounding him heartily on the back. “That’s what’ll make ya the best of the best!”
Sena was relieved to be friends with the wide receiver- even more relieved he didn’t have to skirt the secret identity thing with him. He went out of his way to explain to Sena all the sores and pains he’d get from the exhaustive training, how important stretching out was, shared some strength training exercises with him, ran with him whenever they had the time.
“Diet,” he said, “is just as important. You’ll burn up all sorts of calories and your metabolism’ll rocket up and you’ll feel all sorts of hungry but you can’t eat the same sort of things, ya know. Lots of red meat- iron, calcium, high calories, carbs, all that. But what you really gotta do is watch what you eat before practice. Gotta be something light or it’ll sit in your stomach and really screw you over.”
There was no way he could explain to Mamori, though, why he suddenly couldn’t eat the lunches she made for him. She’d just give him that stern, motherly-look and expound on the importance of three square meals a day.
Thank God for Monta, though, Sena would think. He always found a way to distract Mamori whenever Eyeshield 21 had to go puke up his lunch.
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([ES, Hiruma, Mamori] Not That One)
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rinslet([ES, Hiruma, Agon] Pre Marital Sex)
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youkoneko([ES, Hiruma] Cloak and Dagger Man)
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numena([ES, Rui, Hiruma] Make it Last)
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passepartout([ES, Hiruma, Mamori] That's Not Romantic)
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rinslet([ES, Hiruma, Mamori] Hours, if Not Days)
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prrq_y([ES, Agon, Hiruma] One True Blonde)
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passepartout([ES, Toganou, Rui] Overly Demanding Uke)
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peroxidepest17([ES, Hiruma, Agon] Guilty as Proven)
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youkoneko---
Zoro, Sanji - Speaking of That
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tsukishineZoro, being the man that he is, didn’t think things too far ahead. Sure every once in a while there was a niggling feeling in the back of his brain that, sometimes, he considered maybe sort of paying attention to every once in a while. Maybe.
This might’ve been one of them, when he got so sick of Nami dangling his debt to her in front of him for some inane request that generally consisted of mule work or beating up someone that she pissed off. He stood up tall and said to her loudly, “Yeah? Well what if I don’t pay that damned debt, huh? You think you can make pay you back? I don’t have to give you a damned cent and there’s no way in hell you’d be able to force me to so put that in your greedy bitch pipe and suck it!”
For a moment she stood there and looked at him. Then she narrowed her eyes and smiled tightly. “Well, then. If that’s how you feel.” And walked off.
That niggling part tittered for a bit, then wore off as the day progressed.
But when the galley emptied out after dinner and he was helping Sanji wash the dishes that niggling bit came niggling back again. And kept niggling through the silence until Sanji was putting away the last of the plates.
“Oh yeah, speaking of which,” he said conversationally, not even sparing Zoro a sidelong look, “no sex. Ever.” And walked off.
The niggling part tittered at him in a mocking way and Zoro considered paying a bit more attention to it in the future.
Maybe.
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Nami, Luffy - A Little Harder
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tsukishineLuffy’s hands, Nami concluded, had to be the greatest things in the world. If she could packaged them and sell them she’d be the richest person to ever and will ever live. They were strong and sure and- oooooh –they stretched to cover more space and he knew where exactly to put them-
“Mmm,” Nami wriggled under him slightly, moaning against the flat expanses of his hands, “a little harder- a little- ah… Oooh, right there….”
Luffy, however, didn’t see why Sanji was so upset that he was giving Name a back massage. It wasn’t nearly as interesting as he made it sound.
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Sanji, Nami, Luffy, Zoro - Ship to Shore Call
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tsukishineNami was in her cabin trying to work on some maps. Keywords being ‘was’ and ‘trying’. Instead she was roused out onto the deck by massive amounts of yelling.
“What,” she shouted, Luffy and Sanji leaning over the starboard railing, “are you two shouting at over there?”
“Ah, Nami-swan!” Sanji whirled about, swooning. “We’re just doing some ship to shore calls!”
“Ship to shore?” She walked up to the two. “Who are- HOW are you doing ship to-“ She cut herself off and dropped her head into a hand.
“OI~! ZORO~!” Luffy shouted to the island. “We’re to the west! West~!”
A voice rang faintly from the brambles on the shoreline “What? That’s not west, that’s south!”
“We’re EAST, idiots!” Nami cried out. “And how are you lost- WE CAN SEE YOU!”
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Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Chopper - Feels like Slime
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tsukishine“What… is this?”
Sanji’s visible eyebrow twitched.
Chopper poked at ‘this’ with a hoof. “I can see through it!” He said in awe.
Zoro, meanwhile, was still glaring at ‘this’ dubiously. “Is it supposed to look like that?”
Chopper poked it again. “Ah~! It jiggles!”
“I mean, what the hell makes it like this?”
“Is that a melon inside?”
“Nothing should ever be that color.”
“Is it floating? How is the melon floating?”
“Lights aren’t even this bright.”
“Look, look! The melon’s dancing!”
“It feels like slime.”
“Wai~!”
“Food ain’t supposed to feel like slime.”
Sanji turned, scowling darkly. “Nami-san, can I-“
“No, Sanji-kun.” She said, not bothering to look at him or at Zoro and Chopper or at her own serving of jell-o. “He still owes me money.”
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Chopper, Usopp - We're Not Afraid (spoilers part way into the Skypiea arc)
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tsukishineChopper found Usopp at the river bank while everyone else was setting up camp for the night, looking at the battered Going Merry as it sat on the alter. He knew he’d find the sniper there, knew he would be watching the ship mournfully. Chopper didn’t understand why he loved the ship so much- they all loved it, but Usopp so much, much more than the rest of them. To Chopper it was home, the place that held his friends and his dreams. He didn’t know what it was to Usopp, but it was important to him and that was all Chopper had to understand.
“Ne, Usopp,” he said quietly, his heart twisting in his stomach at the sight of the ravaged ship. “Usopp, I’m sorry I couldn’t protect it. I wanted so badly to-“
“Chopper.”
The reindeer blinked. “Eh?”
“Remember when we were going to Alabastar?” He didn’t turn around and his voice seemed far off. “You asked me what you were supposed to do. Do you remember what I said?”
He hesitated. “U-Un. You said to do what I could.”
“And you did what you could, right? You protected the Going Merry with your life, and you’re both safe.” A knuckle tapped absently on the ground. “We’re pirates, and no matter what else might happen, when it comes down to it, we know what’s important, right? We know there’s a point where we can’t back down and we can’t be afraid. If you weren’t there think about what would’ve happened to the Going Merry.”
Chopper stared at Usopp. Then, sadly, he looked down, biting his lip. “I’m sorry. If I were stronger-” A fist rapped gently against his forehead, making Chopper look up with a surprised squeak.
“What’re you getting so sad over?” Usopp said with a too-wide smile. “As long as you’re alive you can get stronger and braver. Even little by little until you become the strongest and bravest doctor on the entire Grand Line!”
Eyes wide and heart swelling, Chopper beamed, “You really think I’ll be the strongest and bravest doctor? Really?”
“Yup! Brave warrior Captain Usopp has seen it! You’ll be so brave and strong people’ll be singing about you for hundreds of years!” Laughing, Usopp turned back to the white lake and the stone shrine and the broken ship and his smile cracked, just a little. “Everyone is so strong.”
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([One Piece, Zoro, Sanji] V for Victory)
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leafnin---
Thugs - Don't Bother Lying
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tsukishineThey’ve known each other long enough that they could communicate entire airtight and collaborative alibis with a few significant gestures and glances. Unfortunately he also knew them long enough to read them.
“Don’t bother lying.” He gritted at the four. “And don’t try me.”
They looked at each other for a moment and decided to just come out with the truth.
And blame it one someone else.
“It was Renji that bought-“
“-Iba’s idea to-“
“-then Hisagi said we should-“
“-dipshit Ikkaku went and-“
“-you stupid fuck, I said NOT-“
“-shut yer fuckin’ mouth, I know what you-“
“-coupla goddamn retards-“
“-like you got a right to fuckin’ talk-“
“SHUT. YOUR FUCKING. MOUTHS!”
They cringed under Zaraki’s pressure, feeling the tremors all the way down to the bone. He glared until they were passably subdued.
“Now, one at a time,” he rumbled out, eyeing each one in turn as they gulped and looked away, “tell me which one of you fucktards gave Yachiru a sugar high.”
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Hisagi, Yumichika - Don't Eat That
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peroxidepest17He really should’ve known better, leaving Shuuhei alone for more than five minutes. But, being naïve, he thought he managed to get all the unmannered barbarian thuginess out of the man for good. Except, walking into the room, Yumichika saw his lover pick something up off the floor and made to put it in his mouth.
“SHUUHEI!”
The man was so startled he almost dropped the food. Again. “What?”
“Don’t eat that!”
“What? Why?”
“Because it was on the floor!”
Shuuhei blinked at him slowly. “…five second rule.” He said, as if everything revolved around that.
Yumichika rolled his eyes. “Yes, but do you know what’s been on that floor before the food?”
“Babe,” Shuuhei said flatly, “I know exactly where some other things have been that I put in my mouth.”
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Thugs, Ichigo - Thug in Training
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tsukishine“What- no!”
“Aw, c’mon!” They urged him. “Ya gotta!”
“I don’t ‘gotta’ nothing!” Ichigo sneered back at the four inebriated idiots.
Renji pointed a swaying finger at the boy with all the seriousness a piss-drunk drunk was capable of. “Now look,” he slurred almost unintelligibly, “ya agreed ta come witsh us so ya gotta follow the rulesh!”
“Yeah!” Iba nearly wanged Hisagi in the face with his cup. “Think of it as…. trainin’!”
“Training?” Ichigo drawled. “What the hell kind of training is this?”
“Thuggy trainin’!”
“So get yer ass out there an’ do it!” Ikkaku wobbly pushed Ichigo out, almost landing on the floor in the process.
Ichigo just gritted his teeth and decided to humor them. Better this than them trying to get him to drink again.
“Hey, baby,” he told the bombshell at the bar through gritted teeth, “what’s your sign?” Over his shoulder he heard the four drunken bastards cheering far too loudly in the otherwise mellow bar. The bombshell’s boyfriend, though, didn’t find their cheering all that amusing.
…At least now Ichigo knew why they drank.
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Zaraki, Unohana - A Specific Request
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tsukishineOn a whole, captains rarely asked anything of each other, even less of Zaraki and his division of ‘muscle-headed thugs’ as the popular description stated. So when Captain Unohana had come up to him with a ‘specific request’ he was, to say the least, a little wary. Captain Unohana had this odd ability to turn even simple conversation into something where you KNOW she’s threatening you but she looks so kind and warm doing it but it still puts you on edge anyway.
“A request?” Zaraki asked gruffly. “Dunno. Depends on what it is.”
She gave him that smile that SHOULD have been friendly but made shivers crawl up his back instead. “You’ll like it. I’m certain you will.”
“Oh? What is it?”
“I’m afraid my division members are laxing in their physical activities. Perhaps your men wouldn’t mind… not bullying them around, but perhaps… pushing them a little? Force a little backbone upon them?”
There was a pause. The one of Zaraki’s eyebrows jumped up. “Ya want us to beat up on yer division?”
“To put it simply, yes.”
This, he decided, had to be a reason why he didn’t like talking to Unohana. He could never figure out if she was really being serious.
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Thugs, Nemu - Share and Share Alike
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tsukishine“An’ then he says, ‘The fuck you talkin’ bout? I could totally kick ‘is ass in that!’ and so the guy- the guy he says-“
Renji cuts in when Iba’s overcome with cackling to speak, “The guy says, ‘I got fifty buck says yer just a drunk, dumb motherfucker!’ and hell if any of us woulda just let that go by drunk or not.”
“Me an’ Renji, we got no idea what just happened an’ we just know we got some killer entertainment goin’ on an’ we holler at Hisagi to get his punk ass outside.”
Hisagi picks it up from there, “And when I do there’s this guy that’s doing pig calls down the street and herding them all into a pen and Ikkaku- dear Lord I have no idea what Ikkaku thought he was doing but it LOOKED like he was trying to mud wrestle those poor creatures-“
Sore, tired and still sporting a mean hangover, Ikkaku glares at his so-called ‘friends’. “Alright, that’s enough. You bastards had yer fun now shut up.”
They just snort at him. “No way! She’s yer girl, right? She’s got the right to know the dumb shit you do drunk off yer ass!”
“Yeah! Share an’ share alike!”
“You do the same to us, so shut yer mouth.”
Nemu quietly sips her drink, happily amused at the entire scene.
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Rangiku, Hitsugaya - What the Fuck (spoilers up to chapter 196, I believe)
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tsukishineYumichika had gone out with some of their ‘classmates’, Rukia was eating with the Kurosakis and Renji and Ikkaku were out causing trouble on some unsuspecting street. That left Hitsugaya alone in their rented apartment. With Rangiku.
For the most part he didn’t have a problem dealing with his vice-captain. But she seemed to have taken the idea of them being incognito too to heart and thus became even more blasé in her dealings with him. Such as wiping his mouth for him when they were eating ice cream in a park, cooing over his ‘cuteness’ in the classroom and dragging him along to look at all the nifty little gadgets that was in the world today.
This, however, was the last straw.
“What,” Hitsugaya told her slowly and evenly like Hell was icing over the sun, “the fuck is this?”
“It’s supposed to help you eat!”
“How is it supposed to help me eat?”
Rangiku blinked, surprised that he would ask such a question. “Well…. You sit on it.”
“Why do I need to sit on it?”
“So you can reach the table.”
Hitsugaya very nearly kicked the highchair out the most available window. “I’M NOT THAT SHORT, DAMMIT!”
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Houzukimaru, Zabimaru - What're We Gonna do With 'em? (spoilers to the end of the Soul Society arc)
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tsukishineHe passed out again?
Oh yeah. Like always. How’re you holding up? You look like shit.
I feel like it. At least yours doesn’t abuse you all the time.
No. Mine just likes being a prick. At least yours will let you have some fun.
Fun? I got slashed open by that traitor and I still had to fight! How is that FUN?
At least yours lets you bankai. I haven’t had that opportunity in so long I think I’ve forgotten how.
At the rate we’re going I’m thinking bankais are overrated. I’m 0 for 2 in the bankai survival right now.
You’ve been on a bit of a losing streak for a while.
Oh shut up. It’s his fault, you know.
Who, your kid’s?
No, the old guy. You know, with the shades.
Oh. HIM.
Yeah.
I dunno, I wouldn’t mind going up against him again. All out, now that we know what they’re capable of.
You’re just as blood thirsty as your demonic charge.
You’re just as reckless as your loudmouth brat.
In the span between dimensions, two beings sighed- three if you count the second head. What do you do with a pair of idiots?
Got me.
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([Bleach, Ishida, Orihime] Help Me Out)
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kaeru_chan([Bleach, Urahara, Ishida] One Last Kiss)
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miyuki_chan([Bleach, Yoruichi, Urahara] M for Mature)
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kunoichi_yuurei([Bleach, Mayuri, Kuukaku] Might Sting a Little)
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shinigamikender([Bleach, Shunsui, Nanao] Want Me to What?)
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nightkat01([Bleach, Ulquiola, Grimmjaw] Pink Teddy Bear)
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yukisuzu([Bleach, Byakuya, Hisana] What Won't Come)
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tempest_arashi([Bleach, Ikakku, Nemu, Zaraki] This a Bad Time?)
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tsukishine([Bleach, Ikakku, Nemu] When Time Ends)
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whymetoday([Bleach, Chad, Ishida] Did He Just...)
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seerofthethread([Bleach, Tousen, Komamura] You Wouldn't Understand)
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dawnshadow([Bleach, Mayuri, Kuukaku] It's Your Kid)
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kaeru_chan([Bleach, Thugs, Komamura] Mascot? Fuck No!)
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andrew_jp([Bleach, Ikakku, Nemu, Yachiru] Knock Before Entering)
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whymetoday([Bleach, Yoruichi, Urahara] Good for What Ails You)
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kunoichi_yuurei([Bleach, Yumichika, Hanatarou] Because We Can~)
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shinigamikender([Bleach, Vizords] Breathe, Sleep, Love)
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kino_scythe([Bleach, Rukia, Renji] Shopping for Clothes)
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feait([Bleach, Vizords] Protect Our Love)
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kino_scythe([Bleach, Pyon, Kon] Annoying Their Peers)
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renuki([Bleach, Yoruichi, Urahara] A Day at (Tokyo) Disneyland)
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Byakuy, Kaien - You. Are. Insane
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the_dw“You. Are. INSANE.”
Byakuya ignores the oldest Shiba as servants continue to set up the table.
“It’s not going to work.”
They place the cups in a precise arrangement around the center.
“No matter how hard you try, it won’t.”
“Kaien,” Byakuya says evenly, “you are of a noble house.”
“Yeah.”
“Noble must adhere to certain traditions.”
“Maybe. But-“
“This will be done.” He says with such finality that Kaien decides to let him learn on his own.
Six traumatized ladies-in-waiting later Byakuya figures this will be harder than he originally thought. It isn’t until Kuukaku brakes the kettle over Ganjyu’s head for making fun of her trying (and failing) to learn the tea ceremony that Byakuya admits Kaien was indeed right.
The smug bastard.
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Tatsuki, Ichigo - Friends and Lovers
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cal_reflectorDespite all the talk that went around, neither thought it odd that they decided to move into an apartment together. They were going to the same college and it would be cheaper to have a housemate. It seemed, to them, like a logical course of action. They were childhood friends, after all. They could barely remember the years before they met and the ones that came after were always fond and comforting.
And yet, despite their close relationship, there were still things they fought violently over. Like Ichigo leaving the toilet seat up, Tatsuki not hanging up the towels or who’s turn it was to wash the dishes or do the laundry. Nothing, thought, could compare to the fights they got into about who they dated.
Ichigo claimed Tatsuki’s ‘boyfriends’ were all jerks and just wanted to get into her pants. Tatsuki claimed Ichigo’s ‘girlfriends’ were ditzy and wanted the same exact thing. They’d fight and argue about that all day until they had to leave for classes and then they’d just text insults to each other’s phones. Then they’d continue in person when they came back home until it was night and they fell asleep, snarling at each other, on the couch.
It seemed just as logical when, instead of falling asleep they fell into each other. It felt just as natural bridging the gap between ‘friends’ and ‘lovers’. Because, Tatsuki told Ichigo, liking the look of her straddling his waist, no one could watch his back better than she could. And Ichigo, liking the look just as much, told her he didn’t want anyone else to.
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([Naruto, Asuma, Kurenai] Puerile Evasive Maneuvers)
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Ed, Al - Don't You Dare
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tsukishineIt was somewhere past two in the morning and Ed was finally getting around to drifting off to sleep when-
“Niisan.”
He snorted, startled back awake.
“Niisan,” moonlight gleamed off the edges of Al, “you’re my brother and you know I love you dearly. But don’t you ever dare hurt Winry.”
There was an edge to the silence like glass on a knife. Al probably didn’t mean to say it while Ed was still awake, but Ed was glad that he did.
“And what would you do if I did?” Ed asked, soft but hard and the knife nicked into the glass.
He could hear Al’s breath in the gratings of the helmet. “If you did…” his soft voice lowered, “if you did… I wouldn’t be able to forgive you for it.”
Again Ed snorted, this time intentionally and a little fondly. “Idiot.” Ed told the dark. “Wait until you get your body back before you give up on her.”
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Al, Winry, Pinako - Just Drink it
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tsukishine“Winry, just drink it.”
Winry clamped her mouth shut and widely shook her head.
“Winry,” her grandmother said tersely, “drink it.”
“Mmmm!”
“Winry, drink it up or else-“
“Ah, Winry, you’re up!”
The two Rockbells looked up to see Al attempting not to loom in the girl’s doorway. The armor seemed to grin. “I’m glad you’re awake, now! Are you feeling any better?”
Though she was still a little feverish, Winry smiled gratefully. “I am.”
“That’s good.” Al fidgeted in the door. “Did, um, did you like the soup?” He asked in a voice too tiny for even the boy in her memory.
Winry stuttered. “D-Did you make it?”
“Yeah. It’s the soup Kaasan used to make for me and Niisan whenever we got sick.” A gauntlet rubs against the back of the helmet, making a hollow scraping noise. “I thought maybe you’d like some, too.”
“I…” she looks guiltily at the full bowl, “I just woke up,” she lies, “I haven’t had a chance to try it yet.”
“Do you want me to reheat it for you?”
“No, it’s okay.” She beams up at Al and takes a spoonful of the soup. She hates sick food almost as much as she hates being sick, but this she can tell him honestly, “It’s delicious.”
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([Rock Man, Elec, Metal] Why Don't You)
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nkfloofiepoof([Rock Man, Elec, Metal] Do You Remember)
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Re: [Bleach, Ishida, Orihime] Help Me Out
Date: 2006-03-16 03:08 am (UTC)Re: [Bleach, Ishida, Orihime] Help Me Out
Date: 2006-03-16 05:57 am (UTC)