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eclecticcfangirll · 1 year

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my favorite things/moments from red white and royal blue

so basically like the whole book but bear with me

“they’re saying you got your asshole bleached” “that one is true” “i thought so”

the fact that june and nora are so clearly fucking but we have the most unreliable, oblivious, self-centered narrator ever (affectionate) so its never actually put into the books

“a strawberry-blond, whip-smart democrat with high heels, an unapologetic drawl, and a little biracial family”

june’s plane reading material like what is she on

nora calling alex out for crushing on henry right off the bat. literally on page 10. sis knows whats up lmao

“maybe it is technically a rivalry. whatever.” enemies to lovers is winning

the ENTIRE viscount convo at the wedding please😭😭

“its cute how you think everything is about you” “it should be honestly” “thats the spirit”

the double meaning when alex is thinking about how his fingernails were too stubby to pick out the staples in the pic of henry because his hands weren’t “like a girl’s”

“he’s too perfect. alex wants to poke it.”

“sorry i’m not obsessed with you like everyone else. that must be confusing for you” “you know what? i think you are” iconic

ellen reading the word “cake-tastrophy” with audible distain

alex seeing the paper that says “agreement of terms” and being like “um”

“so you can hate the heir to the throne all you want, write mean poems about him in your diary, but the minute you see a camera, you act like the sun shines out of his dick, and you make it convincing” (ive had this memorized since the first time i read it lmaoo its ingrained in my brain forever)

“have you met henry? how am i supposed to do that? he has the personality of a cabbage”

what the fuck is competitive yachting

“does he get one of these for me?” “yep. and for the record, making it was one of the most depressing moments of my career”

“okay. ill do it. but i wont have any fun” “ god i hope not”

alex thinking his type of love story is more shakespearean and then june saying his and henrys situation is shakespearean

“who does that? who names a dog david? he sounds like a tax attorney. like a dog tax attorney. drink.”

the image of baby alex trying to force an orca wrangler into early retirement because of “inhumane whale practices”

alex’s internal dialogue about shaan (and luna for that matter. god hes so bisexual)

i know henry planned that riding practice so he could come around the corner all bathed in the sunset on a white horse in perfect riding clothes

“haven’t decided yet, but astonishingly, it will not be based on you. remember how we sometimes talk about things that are not about you?” “yeah, weirdly”

“’sorry. er. i was just. cornettos.’ he gestures vaguely toward the refrigerator, as if hes just said something of any meaning”

every time alex refers to henry with any sort of royal title

alex almost missing the question when on a literal talk show bc hes too busy admiring how hot henry is in his sweater and button down (relatable)

alex always describing henry and his eyes with words like fresh and soft and blue

alex being into politics because he genuinely cares about people 🥺 it really is the better timeline

“you know, we have got to stop ending up like this”

“you’re not the prince of me?” “bloody hell”

alex bucking his hips up into henrys 😭 i just know henry almost blacked out lmao

“i cannot believe even mortal peril will not prevent you from being the way you are” yeah

the way they know each other so well without even knowing each other (henrys above comment^, alex calling him out for not being who he is, the entire closet convo and them both just instinctively getting things once they actually stop and breathe for a second)

“wow, youre wrong” the most alex thing ever

i need to be inside cash’s brain to see what he sees when he opens the closet door and they’re just laying side by side on the floor, blinded by the sudden light

“no booty calls” *literally uses it for booty calls*

bitch mcconnell

the way alex describes every attractive man he encounters in vivid detail, practically drooling over all these men, and thinks hes straight

luna immediately trying to get alex to admit hes gay for henry lmao

“you wound me” “you exhaust me” “i enchant you” “ill call security”

all the random emotions alex finds to explain the hot flashes from hot guys doing hot things

“alex you need other friends. friends who arent in congress” “i have friends! i have june and nora” “yes, your sister and a girl who is also a supercomputer”

“but we were ever so careful, dear”

alex being comfortable around henry not caring what henry thinks and being “as weird and manic as he wants”

“i dont know who you think you’re kidding, you hufflepuff-ass bitch”

shaan has a “motorbike”

“like a dickensian street urchin” pls

henry describing like everything about sailing and alex saying “cool” eight hours later 😭😭

everything about pez

alex canonically watches videos of justin trudeau speaking french and thinks hes straight

“he would really appreciate it if henry would stop proving him wrong”

“you are the thistle in the tender and sensitive arse crack of my life” “thanks!”

“tell shaan i say hi and i miss that sweet sweet ass xoxoxo” “i will not”

the entire part of the Great Turkey Calamity. im not even gonna be specific with this one. the whole part. from the part with alex and ellen talking all the way to the texts aboout henrys dad being a babe. everything in between those. its too good to even make a list. how does she come up with this shit. its so good.

“henry’s got his candy cane jim jams on”

“he just doesnt often get told hes good enough” THE SIGNIFICANCE

junes reaction to finding out alex was talking to henry about family shit and then comparing it to a love story

alex freaking out about henry being on the guest list and nora going “this is interesting” i love her

alex with his lowercase letters and henry with his perfect grammar

them going from texting every couple of days to answering each other within seconds

alex saying henrys voice is “like very expensive velvet, something moneyed and lush and fluid all at once”

alex throwing his head back and laughing and henry grinning at him is just so them

the hips convo and “watch me” *gulps down champagne* “i am”

the whole get low scene oh my god the imagery is so good

“you absolutely must know i did not” and alex and nora being horrified henry hasnt experienced this specific experience

forever obsessed with nora and alex being ridiculously smart little nerds but both still being absolutely chaotic young adults who grind up on each other and kiss for fun and start rumors that theyre fucking. the character depth is delicious

“are they too drunk to communicate in english?”

“one, henrys lips are soft”

their first kiss is the equivalent of literal butterflies and cartoon hearts fluttering around and their second kiss is like the height of passion. we love it

“but he thinks about henry, and, oh” asjhkdfbdkbfkjsdfb

alex and nora are the exact people who would have a marriage of convenience planned out

the entire nora/alex bisexual talk lmaooo

“still waters, deep dicking”

“you’ve been, like, draco malfoy obsessed with henry for years-do not interrupt me-”

nora knowing henry is gay but in that way that gays just know and alex being like what???? because somehow this never clicked for him

nora and alex both being bi but reacting to it in exact opposite ways

“the class is ethical issues in international relations. he really has got to stop taking classes so painfully relevant to his life”

alex seeing henry on a date in the magazine and spending a very short time being angry before his common sense and trust for henry and noras words all work together and then his realization and then him immediately being sad for them instead. and then him being like lmao im not straight

imagine youre liam and youre on a date with your bf and the guy you did gay stuff with in high school who is now the fsotus calls you out of the blue and asks about said gay stuff because hes having a sexuality crisis and then he apologizes 😭😭😭 liam is so funny too

“its alex. yeah, him”

alex seeing henry in his suit and his immediate thought is how much he wants to rip it off

“oh,” henry says, like an idiot.

“looking like the goddamn james bond offspring that he is”

“shut up, shut all the way up, oh my god”

i mean, the red room. dinner, hamilton, hot and heavy, god save the queen, yk

all of the inner dialogue from this entire scene lmao so aggressive

“he wants to follow the sound down his throat”

“hes unsure of the dress code for inviting your sworn-enemy-turned-fake-best-friend to your room to have sex with you, especially when that room is in the white house, and especially when that person is a guy, and especially when that guy is a prince of england” this sentence should just be the entire blurb honestly. hidden gem.

“hes done research. he has diagrams. he can do this.”

“his stomach does some embarrassing acrobatics he plans to never tell anyone about ever”

“henry is tall and gorgeous, half royalty, half movie star, red wine lingering on his lips”

im sorry but if someone took my elbow and kissed me while smiling and simultaneously shut and locked my bedroom door i would simply pass out

“he can practically feel the wind in his hair. its ridiculous.”

“so, like, fuck the moors”

alex “we’re still whatever we were before just, you know, with blowjobs” claremont-diaz being all “you went out with a girl” right off the bat lmao

“alex’s frenetic energy and henrys aching sureness”

the descriptions

alex being obsessed with the little curve of henrys waist and his hand being there and that being his proper “god i love men” moment

“devastating”

when alex says wait and henry immediately stops and alex like reassures him oh my god

“hi” “hello” “im gonna take your pants off now” “yes, good, carry on”

im laughing so hard at henry being in love with him for so long and he finally kisses him and alex hurtles through a sexuality crisis and then is like “alright lets go fuck”

“fucking eyelashes”

“alex is living for it, watching henry come undone, letting him be whatever he needs to be while alone with alex behind a locked door”

the part about the fruit basket like 1) lmao fruit and 2) i love that hes not weird about henry having experience like yes

imagining henry copying alex saying “freaking out” aghh

“for fuck’s sake man, you just had my dick in your mouth, you can kiss me good night”

alex is so in love lmao

henry laughing <3

“it should not provoke anything visceral, carnal, or bodice-ripping in nature in him at all”

“you look...sweaty” “im gonna go uh. say hi to henry”

“enjoy your summit with the english delegation”

“fifteen days removed from henry swearing at the ceiling of alex’s bedroom and unsure of how to proceed”

“what in the rich-white-people-sex-dungeon-hell?”

“he whips a thick leather strap off a hook on the wall and alex almost blacks out”

alex’s verbal reaction to the polo attire and henry trying to keep up

“henry is swearing up a storm, which is still disarmingly sexy”

“that shithole? not if i can help it” “oi! thats disrespect of the crown, that is. insubordination. ive thrown men in the dungeons for less” “hey, dont threaten me with a good time” ok london boy

the way henrys name in all the emails is different words that fit hrh

actually all the different names they use in all the emails overall

“and its all so fucking french”

“alex has to admit: henry really has a solid handle on his personal brand”

“but perfect stoic prince charming laughs when he comes, and texts alex at weird hours of the night: youre a mad, spiteful, unmitigated demon, and im gonna kiss you until you forget how to talk. and alex is kind of obsessed with it.”

“and alex is drunk and fucking transported, feeling every moment of twenty-two years and not a single day older, some kind of hedonistic youth of history. birthday head from another country’s prince will do that”

“and alex’s heart goes so fucking weird that he has to put his head in his hands for a full minute. (but, like, its fine. its not a whole thing)”

“for the record, i agree with you, but also, tell me more”

never seen a book bring up such a natural build up to a love of gay history and how important it is

“hes starting to understand what swelled in his chest when he reads about stonewall, why he ached over..” YES. THATS IT. THATS THE FEELING!!!!!!!

“i will chop my own tit off”

“i will staple your dick to the inside of your leg if it keeps it in your pants”

alex knowing when henry is in his moods and wanting to help

“baby”

the phone call where henry spills about his family and then alex spills about his past and then about both of their previous dating experience and mental health and gahhh

“two parentheses enclosing 3700 miles”

“i miss you” “i miss you too”

the way it ropes in how alex missing dinner with june brought up past shit for her

june finally snapping and them talking about henry

“you have so much in you, its almost impossible to match it. but hes your match, dumbass” ahhHHHHHHHHHH

“hes like some kind of billionaire, genius, manic-pixie-dream philanthropist.” yep thats pez

the facetime when pez and henry are in the car and alex feeling better because henry looks well rested and the goofy banter

llwynywermod does NOT sound like it should. idk what it should sound like but not like it does.

henry using his royal accounts money for specifically charity yes

“hes always wanted to be a person with a legacy in this world. henry is undoubtably, determinedly that. its a little intoxicating.”

“yall do school weird”

june and nora drooling over pez LMAO “i want to put my fingers in his mouth”

cash wearing a feather boa yes

dont stop me now. all of it.

bea and alex and knowing how rare it is

god i can feel the joy

“bisexuality is truly a rich and complex tapestry” *june shoves napkin in his mouth*

“o captain my captain” “have you got talking points”

alex is literally drunk but he sees henry get nervous and immediately switches into Concerned Boyfriend Mode

travel size lube

f i n g e r s

so much love

i know henry saw his love mirrored right back at him in alex’s eyes and knew he had to make a joke

“theres something so incredibly intimate about sitting on the bed they wrecked the night before, the only one who watches him create Prince Henry of Wales for the day.”

“hes got a suspicion all these feelings are why he held off on fucking henry for so long”

“so this is the gang now, huh?”

“how is a man to get anything done knowing alex claremont-diaz is out there on the loose? i am driven to distraction.”

“o fathers of my bloodline. o ye kings of olde. take this crown from me, bury me in my ancestral soil. if only you had known the mighty work of thine loins would be undone by a gay heir who likes it when american boys with chin dimples are mean to him” please

i love alex going back to henrys emails when he is upset

“utah ugly, christian ugly, ugliness couched in dog whistles and toothy white smiles”

“not every white supremacist is a meth head in bumfuck mississippi- there are plenty of them at duke or upenn on daddys money” BLESS

“as if alex, first son of the united states, is unfamiliar with how campaigns work”

the text thread with henry alex june and nora lmao so chaotic

“1. tf is this? arent there poor people in your country? 2. ive already been in the royal box” “you are a delinquent and a plague. please come?”

“don’t worry, i dont think they can detect the thick air of horn-town betwixt you two from the lawn”

“all mischievous smiles and swooping cheekbones”

henry touching two fingers to the back of alex’s elbow mm

philip and henry are the equivalent of a strict parent and rebellious child. “oh you hate alex being in the box? we’re gonna go fuck in a supply closet then. fuck you”

the way henry got right up in his space but didnt kiss him im-

“just so we’re clear, im about to have sex with you in this storage closet to spite your family. like, thats whats happening?” “right” “awesome, fuckin love doing things out of spite”

“and it should be- it should be funny. it should be hot, stupid, ridiculous, obscene, another wild sexual adventure to add to the list. and it is but...it shouldn’t also feel like last time, like alex might die if it ever stops”

“you’re brave. i could use some of that”

woman at her toilet

obsessed with alex and henry both having so much knowledge to share with each other

“and alex’s heart doesn’t spread itself out in his chest, and he doesn’t have to grip the edge of the settee to steady himself. because thats what he would do if he were here in this palace to fall in love with henry”

“i see you more than i see clean underwear”

“if shes not giving it to you, im not giving it to you. shes much nicer than me”

“there’s this way henry has of listening to the erratic stream of consciousness that pours out of alex’s mouth and answering with the clearest, crystallized truth that alex has been trying to arrive at all along”

“oh fuck me” “blurgh” “fucking shit. goddammit ass fucker” “what” “jesus tits”

the mental image of this entire scene but especially “henry flies out of bed too. he truly is a picture, wearing an expression of bewildered panic and absolutely nothing else”

“get in there” “quite” “yes we can unpack the ironic symbolism later”

“zahra is standing there with her thermos and a look on her face that says she did not get a masters degree to babysit a fully grown adult”

“it is, alex thinks half hysterically, a very solid visual pun”

“do i even wants you to explain what the fuck is happening here? literally how is he even here, like, physically or geographically, and why- no nope.”

“oh my god i thought you were getting into international relations or something” “i mean technically-” “if you finish that sentence, im gonna spend tonight in jail”

“youre literally putting your dick in the leader of a foreign state, who is a man, at the biggest political event before the election, in a hotel full of reporters, in a city full of cameras, in a race close enough to fucking hinge on some bullshit like this, like a manifestation of my fucking stress dreams, and youre asking me not to tell the president about it?” “um. yeah?”

“would it make any difference if i told you not to see him again” “no”

“ask me if im afraid of the crown”

“exploring your sexuality: healthy, but does it have to be with the prince of england?”

“history huh? bet we could make some”

“the phrase ‘see attached bibliography’ is the single sexiest thing you have ever written to me”

“should i tell you that when we’re apart, your body comes back to me in dreams? that when i sleep, i see you, the dip of your waist, the freckle above your hip, and when i wake up in the morning, it feels like ive just been with you, the phantom touch of your hand on the back of my neck fresh and not imagined? that i can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache? that, for a few moments, i can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all?

“ill let you look at one boob. the good one” “theyre both good”

“theres a combination of girl sounds from the back seat”

“hi love’ he hears henry say quietly, privately, right into the hair above his ear, and alex’s breath forgets how to do anything but laugh helplessly”

imagining henry grinning in the passenger seat and bopping his head to the music aghhgndksk

“lbj was obsessed with his own dick. he called it jumbo and would whip it out all the time. like in front of colleagues, reporters, anybody” “american politics. truly fascinating” “you wanna talk, henry the VIII?”

“a little appreciation for the patron saint of gender-neutral bathrooms in california? little shit”

“and alex is. well, alex is so in love he could die”

“-maybe even with the apron still on-”

“i didnt realize this was a jazz brunch”

the skinny dipping is so cute before it goes wrong

“hes spent too much of his life talking, talking, talking to not know the signs when someone doesnt want to hear him anymore”

“henry you motherfucker! henry, you piece of shit, get your ass down here”

“alex’s heart is going to fall out of his ass. henry looks unimpressed”

“really nice. fucking ghost me for a week, make me stand in the rain like a brown john cusack, and now you wont even talk to me. im really just having a great fucking time here. i can see why all yall had to marry your fucking cousins”

“seriously’ he says, helpless and indignant”

obtuse fucking asshole

“i fucking love you, okay?”

“i never imagined you would love me back”

“what do you want? “i want you-” “then fucking have me”

THE LIVES WE WANT-- THEYRE NOT THAT DIFFERENT. NOT IN THE WAYS THAT MATTER. YOU WANT TO TAKE WHAT YOU WERE GIVEN AND LEAVE THE WORLD BETTER THAN YOU FOUND IT. SO DO I. WE CAN FIGURE OUT A WAY TO DO THAT TOGETHER”

“tell me youre done with me. ill get back on the plane. thats it. and you can live here in your tower and be miserable forever, write a whole book of sad fucking poems about it. whatever. just say it” “fuck you”

“hes in stupid, unbearable love, and henry loves him too, and at least for one night it matters, even if they both have to pretend to forget in the morning”

“dont miss it this time. hes too important”

the copy of le monde

“thats not good enough for me”

“i honestly have never thought i deserved to choose. but you treat me like i do”

“what about you’ he says, as if he doesnt know-”

“diaz, you insane, hopeless, romantic little shit. it had better be forever. be safe”

prince consort road

i need someone to love my rambling like alex loves henrys rambling

everything about james I because i was obsessed before this book but now i really really am

“oh yeah. the top list of reasons to love you goes brain, then dick, then imminent status as a revolutionary gay icon” “you are quite literally queen victorias worst nightmare”

bringing up david and jonathan yes ma’am

can i please slow dance in this room please its all im asking

“two homes side by side”

“hey, have i told you lately that youre brave” afTER HENRY SAYING HE COULD USE SOME OF HIS BRAVERY AGHHHHH

“it is, indeed, bullshit”

“what is it american politicians say?- thoughts and prayers”

“and im there, using up your shampoo and making you come to the grocery store with me”

“here lies prince henry of wales. he died as he lived: avoiding plans and sucking cock”

“because im not like the rest of the men in this family, beginning with the fact that i am very deeply gay, philip”

the rooms the rooms henry putting the bad memories in the rooms and then the vase THE WATERLOO VASE BECAUSE ITS TOO BIG FOR THE PALACE AND NOWHERE IN THE PALACE COULD HOLD HIS FEELINGS FOR ALEX AHHHHH

“happy and animated and so alive, a person living in dimensions i couldnt access”

“i thought, this is the most incredible thing i have ever seen and i better keep it a safe distance away from me. i thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire”

“and then, inexplicably, you had the absolute audacity to love me back. can you believe it?”

“you love so much bigger than yourself”

henry being a beautiful writer and alex being a list maker is everything. play to your strengths i guess

speaking of lists: THE LIST THE LIST THE LIST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

alex realizing how he brushed him off in attempts to make him feel better and how he accidentally hurt him too and acknowledging that and apologizing. we love a healthy relationship

“im calling you as soon as i send this, but i know you like to have these things written down” yes

“did you get engaged?” “*shrugs* i had the weekend off”

zahra calling alex princess 😭😭

“oh fuck my ass” more great zahra content

alex being strong for henry in the car and calming him down instead of making it about himself when hes freaked and disgusted (and kinda violent) too 🥺

“you’re it okay? im never gonna love anybody else in the world like i love you. so, i promise you, one day we’ll be able to just be, and fuck everyone else”

“you do realize youre talking to a united states senator” “yeah, big fucking man”

the way alex tells raf is so intense and so them

“topography on the map of you, a world im still charting”

“your spine’s a ridge id die climbing”

“give yourself away sometimes sweetheart. theres so much of you”

“ik this is a sad part but “you horny little miscreant”

“what did you do?” what did he do?

“gay defcon five”

alex reacting to the leak decimates me every time its so heartbreaking but its written so well

“do you feel forever about him?” “yeah, i do” “then fuck it”

zahra pulls through frfr with the plan to go to london

“listen up you fuck” so affectionate

“i will personally make your balls into fucking earrings. i will scorched earth your entire motherfucking life”

“she pauses, presumably to listen to him agree because alex cant imagine him doing anything else”

“sweet and posh and shaky and confused”

“sweetheart”

actually just the entire phone call. the whole thing. true love

zahra and alex have such a fantastic dynamic

bea was fr finna hit philip with a guitar

when they see each other after the leak😭 dont talk to me

the description of grief when youre young and how it changes you is so perfect and concise and beautifully worded and it makes me cry

“i love him, with all that, because of all that. on purpose. i love him on purpose”

“six feet of boy curled around kicked in ribs and a recalcitrant heart”

“alex’s ears are ringing”

the way she pointed out that philip said “if youre gay” i never even noticed this but people do this!! all the time!! irl! its so demeaning

“fuck off, philip, i love him” w his chin stuck out <3

“we’ll take the raping and the pillaging and the colonizing, we’ll scrub it up nice and neat in a museum, but oh, no, youre a bloody poof? thats beyond our sense of decorum” get his ass!!!!

“you can take your legacy and your decorum and you can shove it up your fucking arse, philip. im done” GET HIS ASS!!!!!!

*buttons jacket* “for what its worth, that is the bravest son of a bitch ive ever met”

“we banged it out last night”

gotta hand it to catherine, she chose a hell of a time to come back to life

“the princess who ran away with james bond”

“ive been gay as a maypole since the day i came out of mum, philip”

“in the silence that follows, alex has to bite down very hard on his tongue to suppress the urge to laugh hysterically”

alex “we could still do that” claremont-diaz

“i dont care for that tone at all” put him in his place catherine!

page 354= the page i finally started sobbing the first time i read it

seriously how is everyone in the better timeline not sobbing into their hands seeing these rallies

“wouldn’t i mum? wouldn’t you like to find out” ajshdjfbshjbfskbf

“ya know, i think all that cocaine i did must have really done a number in my reflexes” LMAO

never tell me the odds

“dc dykes on bikes chase protestors” yes ma’am

to be continued

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seeminglyseph · 9 months

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Unpopular Opinion: Kenneth Branagh’s Shakespearean style Thor movie laid the groundwork for like 90% of what people actually liked about MCU and it was one of the best MCU films of the whole bunch and is one of my favourites even if bleaching Chris Hemsworth’s eyebrows was a terrible idea.

#mcu thor #I did love most of the other Thor movies that I’ve seen too #but if the first Thor hadn’t done what it did like 90% of what people like in the series wouldn’t be possible #like all of Loki’s character came from here and developed outward #if he and Thor did not start out with this tragic mythological Shakespearean background #they would not have been able to grow into characters people cared for #the first Thor movie was good actually

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bleachbleachbleach · 2 years

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If you’re still taking responses for the Stupid Innocuous Bleach Faves, I love that Ichigo reads Shakespeare. Like, he doesn’t just have a casual interest. He went to college to study English Literature and became a translator. The man really likes Shakespeare. And that makes me wonder, what’s Ichigo’s favorite comedy? Favorite tragedy? Historical play? Sonnet? Do he and Orihime look for theaters putting on Shakespeare productions for date nights? (Yes, and they have a great time.) Who does he talk to about Shakespeare? I’d like to think at first he only talks to Chad about it because Chad is a great listener. Then he meets Rukia and gets her into it because she loves drama. After he gets closer with Orihime he starts recommending plays to read: Hamlet, Romeo and Juliet, Midsummer to start. It makes me wonder what other authors he enjoys. Agatha Christie? Jane Austen? Mark Twain? Who knows? Anyway, I just love that Ichigo is a book nerd. Specifically a Shakespeare nerd.

Stupid Innocuous Best Fave

MAN I wish I knew more about Shakespeare so I could pick out all the plays and sonnets that would be Ichigo's faves! But I've only read the few plays you get through the US public school system (mine were Romeo and Juliet, A Midsummer's Night Dream, The Merchant of Venice, one of the King Henry plays, and a truly terrible high school production of Julius Caesar, which was also somehow both a sci-fi AU and a musical) and one quarter of Jacobean Shakespeare in undergrad. BUT I agree with everything you've listed here and all of these headcanons, and want to add one more.

Ichigo's favorite filmic adaptation of Shakespeare is The Merchant of Venice (2004), because Al Pacino, ICHIGO'S FAVORITE ACTOR, plays Shylock, and imho does it absolutely splendidly. He is just so good at speaking Shakespearean English and making it sound fluid and natural:

Granted, I haven't seen this movie in like 15 years, so ymmv, but I would 100% watch it again--both for Al Pacino and for Ichigo!

#kurosaki ichigo #stupid innocuous best fave #bleach meme

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whenthingsgorong · 5 years

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Ichigo loves Shakespeare okay??

So you know how it’s pretty widely known that Ichigo loves Shakespeare? What if when he’s really and truly angry, far past the normal ‘I will shove my fist so far up your nose’ levels he gets, that he just loses it. And instead of going on a temper tantrum rampage, he just starts screaming Shakespearean insults? Just full on:

“The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostrils!”

“The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes!”

“There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune!”

“Thine face is not worth sunburning!”

“Thou art a boil, a plague sore!”

“Thou damned and luxurious mountain goat!”

“Thou lump of foul deformity!”

“Like the toad; ugly and venomous.”

“Thou art unfit for any place but hell.”

“Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon!”

“You starvelling, you eel-skin, you dried neat’s-tongue, you bull’s-pizzle, you stock-fish–O for breath to utter what is like thee!-you tailor’s-yard, you sheath, you bow-case, you vile standing tuck!”

And even better is that the first few times no one would know wtf is going on. So it’s mainly Chad pinning Ichigo, who’s screaming and trying to throttle someone, while everyone else gapes.

(Then they realize that Ichigo can quote Shakespeare backwards and forwards and can even tell you the exact line/act/position of anything you wanted to know (though the placement also depends on the book used. He knows his own well) and it just gets creepy.)

#Bleach #Kurosaki Ichigo #shakespeare #Nerd!Ichigo #Shakespearean insults #Ichigo continues to be the odd duckling #Ichigo's creative use of insults #Ichigo's casual obsession #objects in mirror are smarter than they appear #the 11th is confused

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el-yon · 1 year

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These violent delights

have violent ends

And in their triumph die like fire and powder,

Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey

Is loathsome in his own deliciousness

And in the taste confounds the appetite:

Therefore love moderately;

long love doth so;

[Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow]

Romeo and Juliet

IH Month, Day 10: I'm counting on you to protect me. Can you do that for me, Inoue?

#bleach #ichihime #ichigo kurosaki #orihime inoue #shakespearean bleach #ichihimemonth2022 #yeah i know the friar is talking about cof cof something else #but you get the drift #deliciousness indeed #panel diving

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queerbuckleys · 3 years

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A Trespass Sweetly Urged

Part 1 of High School AU feat. Sonnets [AO3]

Relationship: Evan 'Buck' Buckley/ Eddie Diaz

Words: 823

Warnings: None

@buddiebingo square: High School AU

tagging: @lil-italian-disappointment

A/N:I am planning on making this a series of oneshots, all at random moments in time in this AU all with Shakespearean sonnets to go along with them! This one sort of swiftly takes you through the beginnings of their friendship- but do not fret, I already have more in depth pining!poetry!eddie oneshot(s) planned but this one came to me first 😂 The rest of the firefam will probably appear in the other one shots in various ways, but I am not sure of the specifics yet. StageManager!Buck is purely self indulgent and all clipboard!buck's fault. Also I went to a weird high school so I know nothing of the actual school system aka all I know is from my own experiences and watching too much TV.

"Translation" of R+J sonnet

Eddie had never expected to even say two words to the boy with the brightest blue eyes and fluffiest sun bleached curls, let alone become best friends with him. He figured it would be a blip of a crush and Buck would never even know that he existed.

But the universe had other plans.

After spotting him in the hallway, over the course of the next week, they happened to sit next to each other in Homeroom, English...and Algebra.

And then Buck had called him over to his table at lunch when he must have looked like a lost puppy in the cafeteria.

And from there, their friendship blossomed.

After the school’s production of Romeo and Juliet was announced, and several people, including Mr. Nash had encouraged Eddie to audition, that was when everything came to a point and their friendship began to barrel towards the inevitable.

“I figured you would be an acting type too” Eddie poked at Buck as he signed his name on the poster advertising auditions.

“Are you kidding me Eds? I love keeping everything organized, there’s just something about being behind it all, being the one that makes the magic happen.” Buck replies with that twinkle in his eye that Eddie had recognized the first time he had laid eyes on him.

“I guess I don't get that, but whatever makes you happy. I’m just excited to start rehearsals.” Eddie sighed remembering his performance as a tree in the 5th grade play.

And Eddie would rue the day that he had uttered those words, for many reasons, after walking into the first day of rehearsals and seeing Buck standing there, backwards black baseball hat, pencil shoved behind his ear, and clipboard in hand. That had really not helped his crush on the boy who was becoming his best friend.

***

They were lounging at Eddie’s house trying to do homework after rehearsal. And it was clearly not going to happen.

“Hey Buck? I know we are supposed to be working on this Algebra or whatever, but I can’t stop worrying about memorizing all those lines. Can you help me with the sonnet thing in Act 1 scene 5? I can’t get it.” Eddie asked slightly stilted and nervous,

Buck bit his bottom lip in concentration as he jotted down one last number on his page and looked up and nodded.

“Do you need a script?”

“Nah , I have most of yo-Romeo’s scenes memorized.” Buck replied, “You know, for Stage Management duties and all that.” He rushed out

“Yeah...that makes sense…”

“Go for it Romeo!” Buck said with a grin as he settled is stack of binders and paper to his side,

“If I profane with my unworthiest hand

This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:

My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand

To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.” Eddie said gently, carefully hitting the iambic pentameter pattern, delicately holding Buck’s hand in his- just as the blocking for the show outlined.

“Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,

Which mannerly devotion shows in this;

For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,

And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.” Buck replied with the careful wit that the lines entailed, and turned his hand so that they could press them together palm to palm,

“Have not saints lips, and Holy palmers too? ” he replied, dropping his fingers between Buck’s. Which was not part of the blocking, and he heard Buck’s breath hitch.

“Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ” Buck said breathlessly, inching closer to Eddie on the couch.

“O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;

They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.” He said trying his best to let the emotion in his voice permeate the air.

“Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.” Buck all but whispered. The sunlight shrouded him in golden light, setting him on an altar as sacred as the text and Eddie’s gaze expressed.

“Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.” Eddie finished, thumb ghosting over the birthmark, his hand cradling Buck’s cheek, and leaning slightly up into the kiss.

It was chaste and ended with sparks still between them, foreheads resting together, eyes locked.

“Seems like you got it to me.” Buck said after what could have been seconds or hours,

“Yeah...I, I didn’t really need any practice...I just..”

“Wanted to kiss me?” Buck finishes for him, and he just nods lightly, “good, cause I wanted to kiss you too.”

And then they are a mess of giggles.

They catch their breath and sigh into each other, settling into a comfortable position, arms draped over each other, Eddie’s head tucked into the crook of Buck’s neck.

“Yeah there is no way Algebra is getting done today. Movie?” Buck asks, pressing a light kiss into Eddie’s temple.

“Yeah, that sounds perfect.”

#useryb #tagnic #userweres #buddie #buddie fic #evan buckley #eddie diaz #9-1-1 on fox #9-1-1 fic #buddie high school au #high school au my beloved #aj writes stuff

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siriusly-orion · 2 years

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Camp Espada

I know this is extraordinarily niche, but I've had this idea in my head for literal years and have only just gotten the notion of put it out there into the wilds of fandom tumblr.

The basic conceit of this post is thus: what is the 10 primary campers from Rooster Teeth's "Camp Camp" filled out the roster of the Espada from Tite Kubo's manga, "Bleach"? That's the long and short of it, so there's no point in dillydallying, on with the list:

Noveno Espada: Space Kid

Rank: 9th Espada Tattoo Location: Left cheek Hollow Hole Location: His solar plexus Mask Fragment: The base of his helmet Aspect of Death: Ambition Cero Colour: Orange Zanpakuto: His Helmet Release Command: "Blast off to the Moon!" Resurrección: Hombre Cohete

Description: To release his Zanpakuto, SK lifts his helmet off his head. Going into his release form gives SK rocket-like gauntlets and boots that blast fire and plasma at extremely high speeds and high temperatures. His attire looks akin to an astronaut's suit, with it and his helmet acting as a second layer of Hierro.

Notes: The newest member of the Espada, having only recently been given the rank after the death of one of the highest ranked ones. He stood out among the lower Arrancars in terms of power, but has a long way to go before ever moving up. He isn't taken very seriously by his superiors or inferiors, the latter of whom still see him as their friend and not their boss. He's upbeat and happy to do as he's told, but is aware that he's only filling the position out of the necessity that there needs to be 10 Espada and he was the only viable candidate at the time. Still, he tries to have good relationships with his fellow Espada, even if some of them don't care for him too much.

Octova Espada: Preston

Rank: 8th Espada Tattoo Location: Palm of Right Hand Hollow Hole Location: His tongue Mask Fragment: Left half of his face, resembling the Phantom of the Opera Aspect of Death: Dedication Cero Colour: Light Green Zanpakuto: A Katana with a purple hilt and a skull for a guard - Yellow scabbard Release Command: "Perform!" Resurrección: Mano De Escenario Description: Preston's release form gives him the appearance of a Shakespearean actor, with yellow tights, green shoes, a green vest and a red cape. His blade and hilt disappear, leaving with just the skull guard. The area around Preston becomes bathed in a darkness, with the only light appearing around himself and his opponents. He is then able to force his opponent to follow a "screenplay", but only according to what the skull itself declares. The scenarios can include anything from a Machiavellian plot, to a lovers' story, Preston doesn't know until the skull says. This ability is able to keep those with roughly equal and lower Spiritual Energy entrapped inside itself, but anyone whose competently stronger will be able to go "off script". Notes: By far the most dramatic Espada, Preston is closest with Espadas 2 and 7, and they can often be seen together. He often tries to hold his own community events, but struggles to compete with Nerris in this department. He does have a particular soft spot for the newest Espada, Space Kid, who only recently ascended to the rank as a standout amongst the lower ranks. This is primarily because he is no longer ranked lowest, something some higher numbers wouldn't hesitate to remind him of when they felt he was getting a bit uppity.

Septima Espada: Nerris

Rank: 7th Espada Tattoo Location: Back of right ear Hollow Hole Location: The centre of their chest Mask Fragment: Pointed tips of each of their ears Aspect of Death: Detachment Cero Colour: Violet Zanpakuto: Takes the form of a shortsword with a d12 dice shape for a guard - purple scabbard Release Command: "Make Believe!" Resurrección: Maestro Del Juego Description: Upon releasing their Zanpakuto, Nerris' clothes become ethereally violet, with a cape covered in stars and crescent moons and a pointed hat to the same effect. Their sword turns into a flail whose chain can extend indefinitely. When an enemy is hit with the flail, 1 of 12 different effects will randomly happen:

The enemy will be healed

A fiery explosion with engulf the opponent at the point of impact

An frosty jet with ice spikes will shoot from the point of contact

The enemy will be paralysed with an electric shock

The enemy will be blasted with a thunderous boom so powerful it can shatter rock

The enemy will be inflicted with minor poison that can slow them down and cause dizziness

A ringing will shoot through the enemies head, dazing them

The enemy will be blasted by a wave of invisible force

The point of contact will rot and decay

The flail will instantaneously grow to hundreds of times its size and then roll another outcome - the effect will be increased exponentially

The enemy and Nerris will swap places

The enemy will be ensnared in an ethereal cloak that will sap their Spiritual Energy

Notes: Nerris is closest with Espadas 8 and 2, and the three can often be found together talking about their passions. They have a good working relationship with the rest of the Espada but their interests and sense of humour is often lost on them. They are the most popular Espada among the lower ranks due to their fun-loving and optimistic nature, and Nerris often leads community events to make the Espada as a whole seem down to Earth.

Sexta Espada: Dolph

Rank: 6th Espada Tattoo Location: Upper Right Arm Hollow Hole Location: His upper left arm Mask Fragment: A white band around his tattoo, with a gap so the tattoo can be seen Aspect of Death: Hubris Cero Colour: Red Zanpakuto: Takes the form of a Small Sword with a curve coming off the guard with a golden hilt - white Scabbard Release Command: "Align." Resurrección: Infanterie Description: Dolphs release gives him a long white trench coat and ornate army officer's uniform. His Zanpakuto retains its previous shape. His mask fragment now covers his entire arm, in which he holds his sword. He is able to, from the point of his blade, summon infantry soldiers who will do as he thinks. He can generate an indefinite number of these soldiers but the more he makes the farther his Spiritual Energy is spread. These soldiers can all see through each others' fields of vision, as well as Dolphs, who is also able to see through their fields of vision. The soldiers are all also capable of using ceros and balas. The true strength of Dolph's ability is how he is able to coordinate with his infantry and corner opponents - their seamless cooperation and ability to share information lets him analyse and pinpoint weaknesses very quickly. He's also able to stay farther back from battle and send his soldiers in, though he will step in if the opponent is too strong for them to deal with, and simply use the soldiers to augment his own fighting and distract the opponent. Notes: Dolph is the Commander General of all non-Espada combatants - he oversees much of the day-to-day administrations of Los Noches and keeps track of much of the important data and goings on. He also has the greatest number of direct subordinates to make this as smooth as possible. In his downtime he likes to keep to himself and indulge in art, though he isn't opposed to mingling with the other lower half of the Espada from time to time.

Quinta Espada: Neil

Rank: 5th Espada Tattoo Location: Left side of the neck Hollow Hole Location: His heart Mask Fragment: A featureless skull that takes up the upper-right part of his face Aspect of Death: Obsession Cero Colour: Red Zanpakuto: He has augmented his Zanpakuto to take the form of a mechanical lynx, with the hilt being stored in the back - it is covered by a liquid metal which Neil can simply reach into in order to grasp and release his Zanpakuto. If necessary, the lynx itself can turn into a bladed weapon. Release Command: "Envision." Resurrección: Deus Ex Machina Description: Neil's release form coats him in a metallic armour that is stronger than most Arrancar's Hierro. Similar to the Quincy, Neil is able to absorb the Reiatsu from the area around him via plates on his body (5 vertical ones down the length of his back and two each on the tops and bottoms of his forearms). In the centre of his hollow hole, there now exists a tesseract, which acts as a transmuter for all the Reiatsu he's absorbed. In a pinch, Neil can convert his own Reiatsu and can even convert things he's made into Spirit Energy which can reabsorb back into his body to restore energy. After absorbing Reiatsu, and converting it, Neil can transmute it into whatever he can imagine. So long as he understands the machinations and chemical make-up of what he wants to make, he can make it. From bombs to life forms to automatons, even to spiritual attacks like lightning and fire, Neil is only limited by what he can absorb and his imagination. Notes: Neil is the most intelligent Hollow. His mind for science and strategy is second to none (Except for Dolph regarding the latter) and he doesn't mind reminding people of this. Though the Primera and Cero are not afraid to put him in his place if he gets too big for his britches. He's responsible for most, if not all, of the technological innovations in Las Noches and is well-liked by the masses for his contributions to everyday life, even if he only did these things to make himself more popular. He doesn't fancy getting much stronger, as he desperately wants to avoid his release becoming forbidden because his ability to transmute is often essential to his experiments.

Cuatro Espada: Ered

Rank: 4th Espada Tattoo Location: Throat Hollow Hole Location: Naval Mask Fragment: A curved and pointed diadem-like shape across her forehead Aspect of Death: Ambivalence Cero Colour: Dark Pink Zanpakuto: A switchblade Release Command: "Splatter" Resurrección: Rebelde Description: Ered's release form gives her an immense boost to speed, strength and durability. She is able to, upon seeing an ability once, able to nullify it by using her own Spirit Energy and weaving it in whatever way she needs to to make it come apart at the seams. For example, were a cero or kido spell to be used against her, she could observe its spiritual makeup and manifest the perfect counter to it to make it dissipate and fizzle. And if the ability is within her ability to recreate, she can. This makes her to only Arrancar known to have the ability to use Kido. Notes: Ered doesn't let anything get to her, though she does take some pride in being as highly ranked as she is. Though she won't admit that being the cut-off point for Forbidden Releases does bristle her now and then, especially when reminded of this by Nurf, and Max to a lesser degree. She gets on best with Espadas 0 and 7, feeling kindred with them as the only non-male Espada. She's definitely the most laid-back of the 10, and finds herself relating to the Primera the most, even if he can be an ass.

Tercera Espada: Nurf

Rank: 3rd Espada Tattoo Location: Back of right forearm Hollow Hole Location: Gut Mask Fragment: A horned Helmet that covers his forehead and the top of his head Aspect of Death: Rage Cero Colour: Red Zanpakuto: A Greatsword with a yellow hilt and and ivory guard - blue scabbard Release Command: "Cover and Shield!" Resurrección: Armadura Description: Nurf's release form triples his size and coats him in a thick, plated armour made from dense Hollow bone harder than any Hierro, making him extraordinarily difficult to damage. He is covered from head to toe, and he has red tassels on his wrists, ankes, and around his waist. These are made from Extremely fine Hollow bones and look like Hair, though touching them would be akin to touching razors. His Zakpakuto becomes a proportionally large Greatsword that can charge and fire ceros and pure Spirit Energy waves. He can also form a shield as durable as his armour should the need arise. Despite his immense size, Nurf is still extremely quick and agile, his plated armour bending in whatever way he needs it to. Final Attack - Arrasar: Nurf sacrifices all defences and dedicates all his Spiritual Energy to offense. His armour disintegrates and all his energy and effort goes into his blade. It shimmers a bright lights and becomes so hot that it melts everything around it, turning rock to lava and glassifying sand - when swung, the sword will release all his Spirit Energy in a single, massive blast that is said to be capable of killing higher ranked Espada, but renders Nurf unconscious and vulnerable after the fact. This level of power is the benchmark for what is considered a Forbidden Release - a release so powerful that it is forbidden in the Castle of the Espada: Los Noches. All Espada from this point on have Forbidden Releases. Notes: One of the more brutish and primal members of the Espada, Nurf represents the faction of Hollows who think that might-make-right and that strength should be ones sole determining factor in regards to worth. Though he has been softened on this front over the years as he's worked as part of a team more and more. He's not particularly close to any Espada, but doesn't despise any of them, though he does find numbers 2, 7, 8 and 9 irritating, and often seethes that he's below someone like the Segunda. He admires the Cero the most, as she is the prime example of what he believes, and feels that she vindicates a lot of his beliefs.

Segunda Espada: Harrison

Rank: 2nd Espada Tattoo Location: Right eyeball (usually covered with an eyepatch) Hollow Hole Location: Right palm Mask Fragment: A pair of flame-looking patches above his eyebrows Aspect of Death: Loss Cero Colour: Yellow Zanpakuto: Takes the form of a long black cane with a white tip Release Command: "Imagine!" Resurrección: El Mago Description: Upon releasing his Zanpakuto, Harrison dons a very understated release form: he looks every part the magician, with long black coat, a white shirt, a bowtie and a vest. His Zanpakuto itself becomes a shortened version of itself, resembling a wand. Firstly, from this wand, Harrison is able to fire the Gran Rey Cero without any of its prerequisite conditions - that being the need of the Espada's blood to fire it. It can also fire the Cero Oscuras without the need to charge it. As for Harrison's unique abilities: he is able to absorb Reiatsu based attacks and Reiatsu constructs into his wand and incorporate them into himself and his powerset. He is then able to bring them up to his own level of Spiritual Energy, usually increasing their potency given that he has a far above average Spiritual pressure. Pequeño: Harrison can point his wand at an inanimate object and shrink it the size of a grain of sand. Grande: Harrison can point his wand at an inanimate object and make it up to the size of Los Noches. Cerca Neagación: Harrison can trap beings of comparable and weaker Spiritual Energy in a localised Negación box which is nigh impossible to escape. Notes: If the two Espada ranked above him didn't have their specific abilities, Harrison would be the Cero Espada without a doubt. However, Harrison isn't the only one in that body. He and his brother were both within the Menos Grande that eventually became the Segunda Espada, but Harrison won out in the evolutionary battle, though this has left his brother to fester and moulder inside him. Occasionally he bangs on the walls but Harrison is good at keeping him inside. However, were they to ever swap places, the malice in the brother would be so great that it would force his and Harrison's body to undergo Segunda Etapa, making him the Cero Espada regardless of the abilities of the two above him. But this brother wouldn't have the kindness nor the consideration of Harrison, and would make for a much different Hueco Mundo. If this change were to take place, Harrison's tattoo would change to be a "0" in his left eye. As he is, Harrison is closest with Espadas 7 and 8, as they can appreciate his showmanship. He generally gets along well with the rest as well, but finds the Primera and Tercera intimidating. He also likes the newest addition to the Espada, Space Kid, whose rose to the rank after the recent death of previous Primera Espada.

Primera Espada: Max

Rank: 1st Espada Tattoo Location: Chest and sternum Hollow Hole Location: Below navel Mask Fragment: A pair of pointed lines that go from the bottom of his cheeks, down his neck and to his chest Aspect of Death: Stubbornness Cero Colour: Black Zanpakuto: A glaive with a white handle Release Command: "Get on with it" Resurrección: Chupavidas Description: Max's released form renders hum shirtless with black markings trailing around his neck, sides, chest and arms, as well as under his eyes and down his cheeks. His Glaive grows in size and becomes more ornate in design. The blade of Chupavidas becomes like black obsidian, sharp on both sides with a curved end. When the blade strikes someone, it opens both a physical and spiritual wound - not only does it bleed profusely, the blood unable to clot, it also bleeds their spiritual energy from them. Max is then able to absorb this spiritual energy into himself, keeping himself strong and building an immunity to the abilities of his opponent. As the Primera Espada, Max has a gargantuan amount of Spiritual Energy and a suffocating Spiritual Pressure. His basic cero is the strongest of all the Espada, taking the form of the Cero Oscuras, an ability that all other Espada must release their Zanpakuto to go into. Segunda Etapa: Max is the only Espada capable of Segunda Etapa, a second release. This is what puts him in the position of Primera, without it he would likely be ranked 4th or 5th. While in his Segunda Etapa, Max's entire body becomes black from head to toe, with white marking on his chest, back, and vertically up his cheeks - his hair also becomes much longer and turns white as well. Chupavidas becomes one with him, his fingers becoming glassy and razor sharp to the point that he's able to damage nearly anything, carving through even Nurf's Hierro with ease. In this form, his base speed, strength, and stamina increase several times over, as does his ability to bleed and absorb spiritual energy. Notes: He's considered the true leader of the Espada. When things are serious, he's the one dolling out orders and organising people as the Cero Espada has zero proclivity for any such thing. He prefers to chill out and only train to keep himself sharp enough to stay at number 1. He likes this as, in normal times, this dissuades most from asking him to do anything. He's closest with Espadas 0 and 5, doesn't really like Espadas 2, 7 and 8 as he finds them too flashy and peppy.

Cero Espada: Nikki

Rank: 0th Espada Tattoo Location: Left cheek (covered badly with bandage) Hollow Hole Location: Sternum Mask Fragment: Pointed coverings on her temples and across her forehead Aspect of Death: Recklessness Cero Colour: Turquoise Zanpakuto: A bandage-wrapped dagger with a frayed green hilt and broken guard Release Command: "Run Wild!" Resurrección: Salvaje Description: Nikki's release form sees her become more reptilian in appearance - she gains a scaly texture across much of her skin, her nails become pointed, she grows a tail of pure muscle, and her teeth sharpen. Nikki doesn't possess any intricate abilities like the other Espada, her power is pure, unabashed, raw strength. She has the most overwhelming and powerful Spiritual Pressure of any Hollow, even able to contest Max when he enters his Segunda Etapa. Her Hierro while released becomes the hardest thing in Hueco Mundo, and her mere presence causes Spirit Particles to behave erratically around her. Even Espadas ranked 6 and below find it hard to stay conscious when she's released her Zanpakuto. Notes: Nikki likes to keep her tattoo "covered" as she believes her opponents will flee if they know she's the strongest Hollow and she won't get to fight at all. She constantly pesters for Max to spar with her at full power, but he's usually not at all bothered to do so. She's also asked for Neil to make things to make her weaker for sparring, but he has a hard time getting a grasp of the breadth of her Spiritual Pressure. She's friendly with everyone, but is closer to Espadas 1, 4 and 5.

#camp camp #bleach #espada #camp camp nikki #camp camp max #camp camp harrison #camp camp nurf #camp camp ered #camp camp neil #camp camp dolph #camp camp nerris #camp camp preston #camp camp space kid #camp camp au

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imposterogers · 1 year

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old thor was just such a breath of fresh air idk. he wasn’t the stereotypical snarky hero. he was a stubborn cocky a lil moody alien prince with a shakespearean accent who was groomed to be king. who loved his family and his friends. he was caring and genuine and a bit boisterous n brash. he thought you could ride a dog into battle, and loved to party. he was quick to anger, but quick to laugh. when he broke a mug on a foreign planet and learned it wasn’t polite, he went out of his way to buy the shop owner a new one and apologized. he even asked if it was ok if he came back for more coffee bc he did not want to presume that he was forgiven. he wasn’t edgy or witty or “cool”, but he was kind and thoughtful. and I loved that thor -- bleached eyebrows and all.

#I would have loved to see og thor in the new marvel movies #thor #not to say thor 3 was bad #i'm just saying he sent the character in a different direction

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woodrokiro · 4 years

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Do It For the Band, Part One (fic)

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing: IchiRuki

Summary: When Tatsuki said she wanted their sophomore album to be the next Rumours, this is NOT what she meant. Band AU. Finally writing this fic idea.

Did Tatsuki once say she wanted one of her band’s albums to be the Japanese version of Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours? Sure. Guilty as charged.

… Did that mean she thought that would include the same chaotic drama of her favorite album? She should’ve… But no. No, she did not.

If she knew what hell was to come, she would very much have preferred they stayed an insignificant, dimly lit coffee shop band to this. She is this close to running away to a wedding cover band, because this is more excruciating than any cheesy rendition of You’re the Inspiration can get.

Chad and Tatsuki are silent as they listen to the track, watching as Ichigo’s jaw tick and his face flush as Rukia’s high notes soar through the studio.

It’s… A really good song, to be sure.

Oh you got stars in your eyes, baby

If you think we could work

I can’t follow your galaxies

Can’t fall for your smirk

Not this time, not this time…

It’s about broken promises. It’s about not believing someone you love, even if they love you, that it’s gonna work out.

It is very clearly about Ichigo Kurosaki.

Tatsuki shifts her gaze from Ichigo’s reddening face over to the one person he’s glowering at…. Rukia. The petite vocalist lifts her chin at his glare, staring straight back with piercing violet eyes.

Tatsuki just wishes they would make out already.

The Karakura Soul Society had innocent beginnings… Or: as innocent as an Alt Rock band can be.

Ichigo, Tatsuki, and Chad always kinda knew they wanted to get into music—well, Ichigo and Tatsuki talked about wanting to get into music, while Chad was the one who actually knew how to play a bass guitar—and the two friends finally learned when they were around fourteen. Tatsuki knew she was drums (the choreographed chaos of it was electrifying, and besides… Girls that played drums were hot) and Ichigo figured he’d be lead vocals and guitar.

Ichigo could sing, for damn sure: a low, gravelly tone that could melt girls’ hearts, even if he himself was as obtuse as a rectangle around women.

But what I really like to do, he slurred to her in his garage, Kirin in hand because the idiot was a total lightweight—is write.

And he really did write some incredible songs--at the very least, his lyrics had potential. It started with some weird Shakespearean metaphors and bad rhymes, but everything had a good start that Chad could find a beat for. He only got better, and the coffee shop and dive bar gigs were really receptive, and then the call came from some industry weirdo named Urahara that he was interested in managing their band and well… Things were going good.

That is: until Urahara suggested they get a keyboardist to double as another vocalist.

A female keyboardist, he noted, eyes dark under his green and white striped fedora, would be perfect for your team. I know just the one.

And, yeah, the way he said it was kind of creeptastic… But he did have a point. As great as Ichigo’s voice was, it was missing the harmony a softer, more feminine could contribute.

Convincing Ichigo to at least let the girl audition for them was like pulling a damn tooth.

“I don’t see why we need another person,” he grumbled, leaning his chair back with both feet on the café table. The band was waiting on the girl to arrive at this empty coffee shop, with a lone piano waiting for its player on the stage. “We’ve already got a groove going between the three of us. Why do we need another? When we need a keyboardist can’t we just… I don’t know. Ask for one?”

“Number one: for the love of God and our careers, don’t ever say ‘groove’ again. Number two: stop tipping your chair like that—”she slams her hand up on the seat, causing his chair to throw him upright. It may or may not give her a sadistic thrill when he yelps. “Number three: we need a keyboardist. Period. We can’t just conjure one up with a poof that’s gonna work well for us unless they’re regularly with us. Number four: we could use a female vocalist. We’re an alt rock band. Get over it.”

He scowls at her, but she sips her coffee nonplussed. She’s known him since they both were seven years old; she’s not about to let him throw one of his tantrums now.

From the corner of her eye, she sees him turn to their bassist. “Chad, what do you—”

“Don’t even try, Chad agrees with me n’ Urahara.”

Chad shrugs helplessly and Ichigo rolls his eyes. “Dunno why you guys are even so hard pressed to get this chick. For all we know it’s Urahara combining his artists for gimmick. it’s not even like we know whether she’s good—”

“I’ve been doing this a year, and I’ve been signed with Urahara longer, so…. Yeah. I suppose I’d call myself good. Maybe better than you.”

The whole team turns behind them to look where the soft voice is calling from the cafe’s swing door.

She looks like an eighth grader, Tatsuki thinks before she looks a little harder at the form beneath the baby blue dress and realizes—ah, no. Just short. Her raven hair curls prettily into two low pigtails, and lightly shadowed violet eyes look them each up and down with pursed, pink lips.

She’s cute, for sure.

… But “cute” is definitely not their band’s vibe.

“You’re late,” her bandmate beside her scoffs—at whether he’s thinking the same thing she is or he’s embarrassed to be overheard bitching, she’s not sure.

“I’m not—oh, look! Urahara set up the exact piano I asked for. That’s wonderful.” She floats past them to the stage area, beginning to the fiddle with the said instrument’s keys. “He can be an absolute idiotic pain sometimes, a great manager at others… I’m sure you all know what that’s like. And no I’m not late: on the contrary, I was early. I didn’t see you all enter until about five minutes ago, so I figured I’d wait it out at the park across the street so you could all get settled… So technically: you’re the ones who are late.”

Ichigo grits his teeth, raps his knuckles annoyed on the table. Tatsuki grins. She may not know whether the girl’s a good fit for them, but hey—she’s got guts.

“Soo… What do you got for us?” Tatsuki asks.

The girl says she’s got an original—a ballad called For Hisana, if they don’t mind. The bandmates agree that they don’t.

Ichigo clears his throat stubbornly, anyway.

“Sure, but just a heads up: we’re looking more for a keyboardist… Piano is nice ‘n all, but that’s not really our style.”

“I do both. I’ve just been trained in piano first so… It’s a habit, auditioning with it and all. I can show you what I can do with a keyboard anytime after, if you’re impressed enough with this.”

“…All right.” Ichigo shrugs. “Show us what you got then, pianist.”

“My name’s not ‘Pianist.’” She looks straight at Ichigo, before lowering them back to her keys, and Tatsuki strangely feels like she’s just intruded on something. “It’s Rukia. Rukia Kuchiki.”

Her fingers hit the keys and she starts singing.

She’s… Really good, in a way that the drummer can’t quite describe. Her voice is like a mix between Regina Spektor and Joni Mitchell—all folksy, high notes and yeah that sounds super gimmicky and lame and yeah no definitely not their vibe—

But maybe that’s also why she’d be kind of brilliant.

And the way she plays that piano…

Everyone in rock n’ roll will tell you that a good musician makes love to their instrument, and while she’s always thought the metaphor grimy, Tatsuki knows what they mean. They need to know the ins and outs of whatever they’re playing, for the instrument to be a second limb—for their expressions to be in complete bliss, ecstasy as they play.

Rukia’s face… It’s not quite so explicit as all that. But the way her eyes are dreamy and half-closed, how she bobs her head ever so softly to the heartbreaking beat, her mouth closing delicately over warbly vowels… Sure, with a little more vocal work she could be better, but all in all: she’s wonderful.

Tatsuki turns to Ichigo, about to ask if he’s thinking what she’s thinking but stops dead at his expression.

He’s watching her so… Intensely. His jaw—always so sharp, so tight and ready to grimace—has softened, and his eyes are locked onto this petite woman in a way Tatsuki has literally never, ever seen him look at a woman before.

He is captivated with Rukia Kuchiki, and she can’t decide whether she’s happy for her friend or panicked for what this means for the band because fucking yikes.

He hums and haws after Rukia leaves, nitpicks when they meet alone with Urahara about how some of her keys were clunky, she needs more vocal training, blah blah blah.

But when the vote is cast, he agrees she needs to be on the team.

And that, Tatsuki pinpoints, is when the beginning of the end started.

#ichiruki #ichigo kurosaki #rukia kuchiki #bleach #my stuff #how did it end up like this it was ONLY A ONESHOT #IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ONLY A ONESHOT

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