Uryuu claws his way to consciousness, body exhausted and brain numb and eyes aching in an uncomfortably familiar way. He forces his eyes open and stares blearily at the ceiling overhead — unfamiliar, oddly old-fashioned — trying to figure out what the hell happened. And where he is now. He remembers… accepting Yhwach’s power. Remembers …
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Jyuushiro hummed softly to himself as he navigated the quiet maze of shelves deep in the heart of the First Division; he’d gotten himself a bit lost after talking with the Soutaicho, but… it was fine. He didn’t particularly need to be anywhere any time soon, and Yamamoto wasn’t going to hunt him down either, …
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Bazz breathes a quiet sigh of relief as he reaches his personal room, opens the door, and peers carefully into it, taking a moment to assess things before daring to step inside. No one’s there, though, and there’s no evidence that anyone invaded his space while he was out, so… in this, at least, things …
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Bazz scowls up at the stage — at the snot-nosed brat on the stage — and listens with half an ear as Yhwach drones on about the boy having survived ‘great adversity’ in order to ‘return to the fold’ and ‘take his rightful place’ as Yhwach’s successor. His successor, Bazz mentally scoffs as he takes …
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Uryuu can’t quite focus on whatever Yhwach is saying, too distracted by the way the man’s power is crawling through his veins, slow and sticky like cold syrup. It feels gross, feels invasive, and it takes everything in his power to not react to it, to not fight back, to just let it happen— Distantly, …
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The world is quiet when Erich swims back to awareness: no gunfire, no shouting, no noise, just quiet-safety-peace. (Quincy wards hum in the back of his mind, protection-reassurance-warmth.) (He’s home.) (He home, he’s home, he home!) Erich takes a careful, shallow breath, braced for pain, but— it doesn’t come. Just a slight tugging at his …
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Erich wakes abruptly, hand going immediately to his pistol, and listens— “Morning, sir,” Degurechaff greets him as she stalks closer, her spiritual presence prickly with exhaustion-annoyance-exasperation as she comes to a stop a bare foot from his head. “I have the troops breaking camp already after a cold breakfast. Here’s yours. Major Schwarz will be …
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Kisuke’s wings are an aberration in that they don’t seem to exist. Yet he can absolutely still fly and it confuses the hell out of people. What is actually happening is his wings are made of energy that isn’t normally visible to humans/shinigami but hollows can see it. Ichigo also ends up being able to …
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The thought of kisuke building wings for himself is stuck in my brain for reasons beyond me or my control. ddxcrow on tumblr Kisuke frowns at the mess of mechanical and magical parts scattered across his workbench, trying to make the bits and bobs resolve into something logical; when he’d started this project, he hadn’t …
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((A random prequel that I wrote specifically thinking about the Okami AU version of werewolf!Erich, but more or less canon for every werewolf!Erich version I’ve written.)) Gregor knocks on the door to Rerugen’s office, then pauses to listen for Rerugen to call him in. Seconds pass in silence and Gregor sighs. Knocks again. Waits— Nothing. …
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He showered as quickly as he could manage, taking care of his — too long, too messy — hair and then scrubbing his body and especially his back. All in all, he was in and out in under half an hour, not exactly a record but still fairly decent given how obnoxious his hair was …
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Kisuke takes a step back as Rerugen rises from the bed, and immediately has to bite his lip to keep from reacting to how short Rerugen suddenly is! Normally Rerugen barely has to tip his head to meet Kisuke’s gaze, but now he’s almost as small as Yoruichi is in her human form! (And so …
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By the time Uryuu woke up again, it was late in the morning and he could hear Urahara moving around in the main room. It was tempting — it was very tempting — to just… lay in bed for a while longer. Maybe for the entire day. Urahara had, after all, called him in, even …
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The pace picked up almost exponentially after that night of uncomfortable conversation; Urahara took a more active role in research, consuming and then explaining text after text that had stymied Uryuu for weeks-months-years as if they were beginner texts with straightforward information. (Not that the man was very good at explaining, but they worked it …
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Uryuu threw himself into his studies with fervor after Ryuuken’s impromptu visit to his office, sensing that some looming deadline was approaching that he desperately needed to avoid. (If anyone knew what he was trying to do, they would stop him, he knew they would.) (So he couldn’t let anyone find out, couldn’t let anyone …
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