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jaegersol · 1 year

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Starter for || @black--sun @chimaericrealities

Aizen has a secret~ Aizen has a secret~ Aizen has a seeeecret~! And Grimmjow is gonna find out what it is.

And it had better be worth it, cuz Grimmjow isn’t a huge fan of crawling through vent, personally speaking. He’s more of the ‘find a costume and charm his way in’ kind of guy, which is a stunt he absolutely can’t pull in this particular building cuz - if Aizen’s smart, and he is - all of the security guards know not to let a dangerous psychopath like Grimmjow anywhere near Aizen’s private office, no matter what pretty skirt and blonde wig he hides his firearms behind. And his secret.

His information is reliable, he already checked. Gin his favourite handler on a good day told him, himself. Grimmjow obviously hacked the security feeds to confirm. Pity the feeds don’t give him anything more than idle gossip - no way would Aizen allow cameras and mics in his private space.

He pauses only once on his way to his destination, attention briefly caught by a the sight of a naughty coat-room snog between two security guards on duty as he passes silently overhead. The handsy exchange, however, doesn’t promise the euphoria uncovering whatever is hiding inside Aizen’s private suite and Grimmjow moves on quickly, disabling and avoiding security checkpoints, lasers, and pressure alarms until he’s finally settles past the prying eyes of Aizen’s security forces and can pop the screws out of their place over the grill, carefully fitting his body through the small hole it makes before he can drop comfortably onto the floor and into an apartment he hasn’t yet had the pleasure of seeing.

The space is nice - a large open plan living room and bar, not that Grimmjow suspects he needs it. There’s probably a wine cellar tucked away somewhere. A kitchen around the corner through one of the many many doors he can see. The furniture is pristine. White and pure, with tasteful wooden accents.

The view is stunning. Tokyo laid out in all her glory behind two stories of large arching french doors which open onto a deck that has even Grimmjow’s stomach swooping. It surely can’t be safe to have a balcony this high with nothing more than thin metal to prevent a long drop. He wonders if Aizen’s ever pushed anyone off of it, Grimmjow sort of wants to try. Body bits would splatter paint the pavement, Jackson Pollock style.

The whole place screams Aizen.

He slides his backpack off his back as he circulates through the room, fingers trailing over the cashmere blankets thrown over the back of couches, poking the few sculptural nick nacks and finally settles on his back zipper to extract his ‘house warming’ gift.

He leaves the bottle of Bordeaux on the bar, it’s little red ribbon only mildly askew and vanishes from the living room in search of his prize which he finds where he expects it: Aizen’s bedroom, propped on silken porcelain sheets like a precious jewel.

“Well well well.” Grimmjow greets from the doorway, one arm braced on the immaculate white frame, “What do we have here. A wife? Dirty mistress? Puppy?”

#[ ic || 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖏𝖆𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗 ]#[ verse || 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖚 ]#black--sun #chimaericrealities

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thesoulpantheism · 2 years

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FEATURING: AIZEN SOSUKE // @chimaericrealities

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#bleach rp #bleach roleplay #chimaericrealities #aizen sosuke rp #TSP Promo

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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transformingbricoleur-a · 1 year

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It was dark down here. Like a foreboding cellar, if his cellar were foreboding. Kisuke reflected on that, as he descended the staircase into Muken. It wasn't not lost on him that he shares something in common with the inmate he's come to visit: a penchant for artificial skies in dark places. There was nonesuch here—he glances upward reflexively—not even stars. Yet it was vast, infinite, like the reaches of the universe itself... someday he would unlock the entire secret history of its design. Today, however...

"Helooooo—" he called out cheerily into the gloom. "Room service~"

He wasn't entirely joking; he was waving, by way of greeting, a multicolored skewer of sweet dango: perhaps a result of Tessai's badgering insistence not to arrive at a party empty-handed. Though... would the man eat, were his wrists not constrained? Or more to the point, would he eat anything Kisuke had to offer...? He was inclined to find out—

@chimaericrealities

#[[ here's... something! :-P ]]#tsp activity check #chimaericrealities

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iakes-on-amasakas · 2 years

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High Education, Low Expectation

@chimaericrealities || Starter from plotting!

The room is way, way bigger than Shinji expected.

He stands in the doorway with a backpack slung across his shoulders. His right hand grips the handle of a big, beat-up suitcase with wheels. In his left hand, he holds his prized possession: a vintage Crosley record player, once bright red, but faded and dinged up around the edges now. It’s the portable kind that folds up small and nice. It’s a touch of comfort, a touch of home, in a place that Shinji can already tell will smack him across the face with an abundance of new, unfamiliar experiences.

The place looks empty, so Shinji takes a few steps inside. After about half a second’s consideration, he shrugs out of his backpack and deposits it on one of the extra-long twin beds. It doesn’t look like Shinj’s roommate has so much as swung by yet, so Shinji figures he gets to call dibs on which side of the room is his - not, he reflects idly, that it makes much difference. The room is unadorned and completely symmetrical.

He walks his way over to the window and peers down into the quadrangle below. Two kids toss a frisbee back and forth. A group of friends sprawl together on a picnic blanket. Some folks stroll down the paved pathways that cut through well-manicured grass. One lonely-looking kid reads a book on a wrought-iron bench.

It’s... so classic. It’s so fucking collegiate. Who knew, eh?

He didn’t admit it to any of his pals back home, but somewhere in the back of his mind, part of Shinji wonders whether he’ll be able to fit in in a place like this. He knows, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that he’ll be able to sell it - that he’ll be able to charm his way through parties, and smooth-talk his way through difficult questions in the classroom, and pick up quick on the latest trends and fashions alongside the most tapped-in of his peers - but he’s curious about the way it’ll all feel, deep down.

Will he ever feel a sense of ownership over this place?

Hell - will he even make any real, true, honest-to-god friends?

Shinji turns away from the window. He sets his record player down on the chunky, wooden desk and pops it open. He connects the fraying power cord to the input in the back and punches the power source into a wall outlet. He sidles back over to his suitcase, lays it unceremoniously down on its side, and zips it open. He didn’t bring much in the way of clothes - just the best of the best, and enough to get him through about two weeks without repeating an outfit, if he’s reasonably creative - because the suitcase is crammed with as many carefully protected vinyls as Shinji could manage. He fishes through his stock, fast and businesslike, until he finds what he’s looking for. As he rises and runs his thumbs along the edge of the multicolored album cover, he can feel his skinny shoulders sagging in relief. He slides the record out of its sleeve, lays it on the turntable, and drops the needle.

With that, Shinji plops into the desk chair, leans his head back, and sticks his hands behind his head, in a concentrated effort to unwind a little. Who knows? he thinks, as he lets the first strains of familiar music wash over him on this first day in an unfamiliar place. Maybe I’ll get lucky. Maybe my roommate’s into music, and we’ll hit it off right away...

#chimaericrealities #thread #TSP Activity Check #[ jsyk this one is loooooong bc shinji and i were sorta establishing things #def don't feel any pressure to match #and i also don't anticipate that our replies will all be this long either!#also also i freakin love this album - it's a great one for 'first time in a new place' imo #just kinda thought a slightly more contemporary shinji would vibe with it #it absolutely feels 'vintage' these days lol - it's from 1967]

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soulst1c3 · 2 years

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☆ for the Summer Starters, please!

From here || Still accepting! ☆ for our muses to watch fireworks together

If Jūshirō has any worries about the lieutenant of the Fifth Division, they are to do with the possibility of his loneliness.

Sōsuke normally seems quite contented, Jūshirō thinks, but that may be the very reason why he worries so. Sōsuke is dutiful, and diligent, and polite. He was hardly the sort of person Jūshirō expected Captain Hirako to choose as his second-in-command - but then, Captain Hirako likely had his own reasons. Perhaps, for example, Captain Hirako sought someone who was patently different from him, as a sort of counter-balance to his own idiosyncratic oddities.

None of this in isolation would have been enough to give Jūshirō pause, but added together, it made Jūshirō wonder whether there many people in the world - whether in his own division or not - that Sōsuke Aizen felt he could call friends.

Jūshirō is aware, of course, that the gap in both age and rank between himself and Sōsuke means that Sōsuke is unlikely to view Jūshirō as a true companion, and Jūshirō can acknowledge that this is how it should be. Still, Jūshirō hopes that he might be able to act as something of a mentor, or a confidant, or a gentle, guiding hand, or, at the very least, a person to discuss common interests with. Sōsuke, Jūshirō knows, enjoys strategy games and hot cups of good tea, and that seems as good a place as any to start.

Tonight, however, is a special night. It's summertime, and a festival of light and life and good cheer is in full swing in the Seireitei. There will be fireworks tonight, and Jūshirō has a sneaking suspicion that Sōsuke wasn't planning on attending, either alone or with others.

He approaches the Lieutenant's office, housed within the Fifth Division, and knocks decisively on the door. It's well past working hours, but this still seemed to Jūshirō like the most sensible place to try first.

"Aizen-Fukutaichō?" he calls, in his cheeriest voice. "It's Captain Uitake! Forgive my intrusion at such an odd hour, but - might I come in? I have a question for you!"

#chimaericrealities #TSP Activity Check #[ is this a fun era to explore for you/aizen????? idk i just picked a timeline that i thought made sense haaaaa ]

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poisonousreverie · 2 years

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@chimaericrealities

Like this for Nemu and Nemuri to assign your muse a color

Nemu sees Aizen as a deep red violet, leaning towards a wine purple.

Nemuri sees him as a tyrian purple or cool black.

#chimaericrealities #The Seventh: NEMU IC #The Eighth: NEMURI IC #TSP Activity Check

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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the-actual-last-quincy · 2 years

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7, 27, and 38

From Here || accepting || @chimaericrealities

WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS

7. What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?

Me? I would shorten his name as it irritates him enough to send him running straight over to me. As for a lover, I put this to one of his ships and got the following (thanks to @royaldreamweaver for humouring me)

27. What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?

His father's quincy powers. He's never really forgiven him for it (although in terms of perceived wrongs done to him by Soken, Uryuu's indoctrination into the quincy ideology is far more heinous in Ryuken's eyes) and would rather the powers had died with him. Ryuken's relationship with his quincy heritage is very complicated (he can say he wasn't fit to protect the quincy until he's blue in the face, but he still built a training room under the hospital) and the issue of Soken's powers just exacerbates this. I have always headcanoned that Soken and Ryuken were not talking at the time he received Soken's power and that Ryuken only did so out of an extreme sense of duty to his mother and the idea that no-one could take on these powers but him. He responded by becoming the hyper cynical and bitter character we all know and love in canon.

38. What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

I've been staring at this for a solid 20 minutes and am still struggling for an answer. Ryuken doesn't really have public hobbies per se. He's very solitary during his off hours and doesn't really do group activities at all. His main hobbies are mostly bar related (drinking and smoking) as well as photography and jogging and he takes pains to ensure there's no-one else around when he does them (the idea of having a work colleague casually join him for a run makes him want to give up entirely) . I guess the best answer I can give to this question is the hobbies he's bad at when other people are around are all of them, as he'd prefer to be alone.

#tsp activity check #ask response #headcanon #chimaericrealities

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lewdestconcubine · 2 years

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" impudent of you to assume I will meet a mortal end " (from actual Aizen)

@chimaericrealities

Szayel looks at the Breton before him. He can see what the man is projecting....but Szayel doesn't just rely on his sight.

"Well...we all die. And given that you seem to be an illusion master like myself...we'll both deserve it when it comes."

He holds up the vial of poison that he's painstakingly crafted. "This will kill anyone, really. But I have the antidote. I have many."

Szayel yawns. "Anyway, I figured that I'd inform you about the peculiarities of your neighbors. Markarth is a great city to live in, but sometimes you have to be careful where you look."

He places the vial before him.

"Still, if you want to die another day...I suggest this one, if you need to make a quick exit to do so."

#chimericrealities #tsp activity check #skyrim tag #yesss

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jaegersol · 11 months

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@chimaericrealities || Starter

Grimmjow doesn’t fidget, despite his appearance, he does have good patience for the most part, and that more often than not presents itself as an ability to keep himself remarkably still and composed when he wants or needs to be.

Right now, however, he’s failing on all fronts. He sat himself intentionally on the other side of the room, no matter that everyone knows the seat immediately to Aizen’s right is his preferred spot. He’s stolen Starrks today. The Primera is powerful, but he’s not particularly interested in - anything. So he didn’t do more than raise a curious brow when he found Grimmjow in his spot.

Aizen, to the best of Grimmjow’s knowledge, seemed to not even notice. That made it worse.

Grimmjow’s knee is bouncing under the table. He can’t keep it still, every time he forces himself to stop it starts again the second his attention returns to Aizen’s words. Something something about a sect of shinigami enemies in the living world. Hybrids. He doesn’t care.

It’s impossible to care when Aizen is right there. Almost almost in reach.

Grimmjow’s done is very best to avoid the shinigami for the past several... Days, weeks, he doesn’t know. He doesn’t need him. He doesn’t, but his body and his mind don’t seem to agree.

His mind says he’ll never bend to Aizen’s whim. His body says his teeth ache. His mouth is watering. He has to swallow, over and over, to keep it from pooling under his tongue. His stomach says he’s hungry. His knee is bouncing again, and he presses his foot flat to the floor, toe to heel.

Ah- He’s distracted again. How does he just sit there like that? Does he know what Grimmjow’s thinking? Can he read it on his face? Distracted enough that he’s found his gaze settling on the exact man he’s trying not to look at. On his throat. (Grimmjow’s favourite place to be.)

#[ ic || 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖏𝖆𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗 ]#chimaericrealities #tadaaaa dnt feeel like u ahve to match lenght i just wanted to set the scene a lil

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thesoulpantheism · 2 years

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Follow Notification

Sosuke Aizen @chimaericrealities

Restu Unohana @deadlyshe

Hiyori Sarugaki @snugglytooth

#tsp followers #tsp updates

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transformingbricoleur-a · 2 years

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@royaldreamweaver replied:

"I thought we agreed that we needed to get money out of this. Specifically, that he or anyone else could pay you vast sums to STOP."

“Indeed we did! And as it’s been—” He thrusts out his left arm, exposing the wrist above the sleeve’s edge, and bends it at the elbow to stare at it, noticeably devoid of timepiece.

“—looping continuously for awhile now, I’d guess something on the order of two or three days, I do believe the time is ripe for that little negotiation, don’t you? —not that he’s terribly liquid now that we’ve frozen his assets, as it were, but I’m sure there must be something to be had in the bargain.”

#[[ the extortion continues ]]#royaldreamweaver #chimaericrealities #tsp activity check

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iakes-on-amasakas · 2 years

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웃 ☤ ♠

From here || Not accepting at this time!

웃: what my muse would leave to people in their will

A couple of things to note here:

First off, there's not going to be a lot of cold, hard cash to distribute. Aside from a reasonably responsible amount of savings, Shinji tends to spend his money once he makes it. This is partly because he's lowkey (read: highkey) a big "retail therapy" person (if you think the shoes he's wearing here aren't Gucci I literally don't know what to tell you) and partly because he's a firm believer in the whole "you can't take it with you when you go" thing. Plus, life sucks sometimes. If you can make it suck less by surrounding yourself with stuff that you like, more power to you.

Second off, while Shinji has a hefty record collection, and it might seem obvious to suggest that he'd leave meaningful albums to meaningful people, he's not prescriptive like that. He doesn't want to make assumptions about other people's tastes, no matter what he himself vibes with. He might set one or two albums aside for special folks if he's feeling extra sentimental, but I don't really foresee it. He's more likely to ask @playkinshara to dole them out if/as he sees fit, and then ask his friends to sell the rest of his clutch, bona fide vintage finds and make a quick, hefty buck.

So, honestly? His preference would be to leave a short, little note for the folks who survive him that reads something like:

Take whatever you want, but don't fight over stuff. Be fuckin civil about it, k? Pawn the rest of it and haggle like hell. Or hold a yard sale idc lol

☤: the last time my muse went to the hospital and why

Shinji avoided the hospital like the plague during exile, for what he figured were obvious reasons - between leaving a record of his presence places and the fact that his body has all kinds of wonky stuff going on (whether he's in a gigai or not, he figures), it just seemed like a dumb thing to do. Plus, he's pretty hearty, and he's dexterous, and he's careful. He doesn't hurt himself or get sick very often, fortunately.

When he does hurt himself these days, though, he's actually pretty prudent about it. If he were to slip on some ice and fall on his ass, say, he'd actually bop over to the Fourth real quick to make sure that nothing was sprained or broken. He's proactive that way; a stitch in time saves nine, kinda mentality.

It's not a particularly exciting answer, but the last time Shinji went to the hospital was, statistically, pretty mundane. Turned his wrist funny while conducting routine drills, or wanted to double check that the shallow score across his arm from small-fry hollow claws was healing right.

He lives on the edge aesthetically, and he gets a kick out of exuding subversive vibes, but at his core? He's a careful motherfucker.

♠: the riskiest thing my muse has ever done

Other than taking on @chimaericrealities as a lieutenant??

Lol, I kid, kind of, because when Shinji takes risks, they're usually big ones, but they're usually the product of a long, long time spent thinking through pros and cons.

So, yeah, taking on the Most Suspicious Person In The Entire Gotei as his lieutenant is definitely, actually up there. Fast-tracking @black--sun's hollowfication training in the secret underground arena - and heck, even revealing the location of the warehouse to Ichigo in the first place, for that matter - also comes to mind, and that was dangerous, but it paid off.

We don't really see him take many risks in canon, either during the Fake Karakura Town battle or, frankly, throughout the whole of the Thousand Year Blood War arc. When shit hits the fan, Shinji is a strategist, and he acts withing the bounds of his (admittedly formidable) capabilities.

In conclusion, I guess I'm actually, fully not kidding at all when I say that the Aizen choice was was the riskiest one Shinji has ever made - because it's the only highly significant choice in Shinji's history that didn't pay off the way Shinji thought it would.

..................that said, I'm not mad, because it means we get shit like this:

Shinji has different feelings about it, obviously, but I'll gladly tip my hat to Aizen for directly fueling some of the most badass moments from my boy <3

#headcanon tag tbd #marigoldmelancholy #TSP Activity Check #asks #answered

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black--sun · 2 years

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@chimaericrealities || from here

Sousuke peers at Ichigo from the corner of his eye, lids narrowed in speculation.

"Why would I hide from those who cannot hope to see what's before their own eyes?" he asks, arrogant and skeptical.

"Unless you intend to give away my game?"

Considering he's lived almost all of his life with the awareness that other people don't usually see what he sees, Ichigo thinks this should come more naturally. Instead, he's left casting a glance over his shoulder to watch Shinigami of various ranks scramble through buildings and divisions as if they're bees in a nest someone just kicked.

He makes a face, filled with a mild, secondhand embarrassment that it's this easy to make them all look like idiots. "I don't think I'd look so smug if i'd spent the last several decades of my life captaining this mess." Not that Ichigo had any plans to lead anything here ever if he could help it. And not that Aizen had been focusing on his captaincy.

Ichigo crosses his arms and sighs. "Not likely. If they're going to keep a monster in the basement, this is the kind of thing they should be preparing for." He frowns again as three shinigami leap between buildings overhead. In sync, yet totally missing the mark. "I would've left already if there was anyone around to send me back, I have classwork to finish. You think Byakuya would let me use his Senkaimon?"

#chimaericrealities #threads #TSP Activity Check #ANY TIME YOU GET TIRED OF ME SENDING YOU THINGS #JUST LET ME KNOW aksdjhf #Ichigo: this flatters no one

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poisonousreverie · 2 years

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Like for a Starter with Hachigo Nemuri

@chimaericrealities

((Oh boy, I’m gonna try so hard on this one.

Someone so young like her should be careful with her curiosity. She knew that well! Get in plenty of lab accidents and other injuries from testing her limits have proved that to her. Yet she couldn’t stop thinking about the wonder that is Aizen Sosuke. She knew a little from the faded memories of her sister, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy her. Which is exactly how she ended up on this investigation/journey to learn more about him from him!

#TSP Activity Check #chimaericrealities #The Eighth: NEMURI IC

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jaegersol · 2 years

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@chimaericrealities Crimson shows up beautifully against the white uniforms. It makes many of the Arrancar uncomfortable that their injuries are so obvious, but Sousuke prefers it.

Sousuke examines Grimmjow’s tense form; if he isn’t mistaken, Grimmjow would probably be sagging under the blood loss if he hadn’t been found out. And the blood continues to drip down from the shoulder wound to stain the white stone as well.

“Grimmjow,” he chides, his peaceful expression never wavering, “have you been fighting with the others again?”

He senses the growing agitation of the spiritual pressures nearby; the smell of so much blood would be obvious to many of the other Arrancar. His presence would act as a deterrent against any more fighting for now. Still, it would be best to remove the source of the agitation.

Without invitation, Sousuke pulls the sash from his waist and presses a section it against the front of the wound. He uses one hand to apply direct pressure while the other wraps the sash into a makeshift tourniquet.

“Let’s stop the bleeding before the others get too worked up, shall we? Then you can tell me how you got so injured.”

Grimmjow is frozen in place, caught by the gaze of his creator like a butterfly by pins.

Violence is not unusual within Las Noches halls, but there is a well known if unspoken rule that the violence should never cross Aizens path. The shinigami has neither the time nor patience for the petty hierarchical quarrels of his soldiers. He has no real interest, Grimmjow reminds himself, and keeps his mouth shut back ramrod straight for once. He’s almost surprised to find that he can meet Aizen’s gaze level, like this, though the blood loss keeps drawing his gaze to the left. Aizen always seems so far above him, on his throne, that it feels unnatural now.

Still. Slouching right now might indicated weakness, rather than carefully tempered rebellion, and he doesn’t allow himself the luxury no matter how bad his wound demands the support of a stable wall.

“No, Aizen-sama.” Not fighting with the others. This wasn’t an intentional disobedience or beckon for attention. In fact, he wishes Aizen where anywhere but here in front of him now, cuz it makes it look like Grimmjow went looking for him. He straightens his gaze when he realizes it had dropped to Aizen’s throat, and then further to his wrist. “Just Nnoitra.” Prick. For once, Grimmjow hadn’t been the one to start the altercation.

He flinches back when Aizen presses his sash to his open wound, blood and reiatsu rapidly stain the fabric, and the very action shocks him. Contact with Aizen is rare, yes, but not completely alien to Grimmjow, but this deviates from their normal.

“What are you...” It’s a silly question. Grimmjow knows what he’s doing. He just told him he’s stopping the bleeding. Grimmjow can do that himself. He’s an Espada, he heals well with time and food. He really means to ask why.

#[ ic || 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖏𝖆𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗 ]#chimaericrealities #TSP Activity Check

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transformingbricoleur-a · 2 years

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@chimaericrealities reminded me with this post that I had promised @jaegersol my latest theory on Urahara’s grand plan for Ichigo and Rukia.

I believe Aizen actually was meant to represent the Soul King’s opposite: all progress/manifesting with no stillness for balance.

Balance, we know, is an essential theme in Bleach.

CFYOW tells us that in the beginning, when Hollows became a problem and threatened to consume all the souls on Earth, the person would would become Soul King somehow appeared, as though the universe itself sought balance. So the idea that Aizen would emerge as counterpoint to the stagnant being that the Soul King became would certainly be on theme.

There is a similar progress-stasis balance to be found in the Ichigo-Rukia dynamic. Earlier, I had speculated in this meta that Urahara might have hidden the Hōgyoku in Rukia because he sensed in her reiatsu a potential for absolute stasis; if he could not destroy the Hōgyoku, perhaps he could at least make it sleep. But perhaps his intent was to allow the Hōgyoku to develop Rukia as an agent of stasis—one who would have the ultimate ability to stop runaway evolution in its tracks. Ichigo, meanwhile, was having his Limitless Potential developed by the Hōgyoku—an epitome of evolution himself. Thus, in the Ichigo-Rukia team, we have a catalyst and an inhibitor—balance.

But how would he hope to use this team? We can only speculate, but considering he knew the Soul King was missing his left hand of progress and right hand of stagnation... and considering he did not know, until late in the game, the disposition of either hand... perhaps his original plan for Ichigo and Rukia was for them to act as the Soul King’s left and right hands, and together become his heart—the same heart as in Shiba Kaien, entrusted to each by blood and by will—and make it possible for the world to be remade.

#[[ headcanon ]]#[[ ahhhh nodding along so much #to your headcanon ramblings today ]]#tsp activity check

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