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-Days on a wire chapter 7 - Madatobiizu fraternat poyamory ABO (4 013 words)
IN PROGRESS
-bleach suburban ot4 (1 161 words)
-bleach grimmichi superheroes (1 548 words)
hmrmrm. lowish wordcount BUT, lots of editing happened in there, so that's still writing work.
also family stuyff stole my last weekend è_é
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teasers
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superheroes AU
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"Oh hey, a hollow."
"--What?"
The girl leaned over his feet, squinted through the glass.
"I thought it was a cat at first, but, so many legs."
Grimmjow watched it shuffle under a car and out the other side. Mmh. Nowhere near big enough to break into the house. Safe. "Probably ate a cat, yeah."
She grimaced. "Ugh." Like it's a surprise that a hollow would be hungry. They weren't named that for nothing.
"Probably gonna eat more."
"Ugh! Be right back, I'm gonna catch it."
--Huh. "And do what?" he asked, baffled. "Keep it for Zangetsu's lunch?"
"Gross! No, I'm gonna put it in a crate and call Animal Control, they do hollows when they're that small, right? Dad? It doesn't need a hero team, right?"
Engetsu came, wiping his hands on an apron, to squint through the glass with them. Grimmjow gathered his legs, watching him warily. He didn't track the small hollow. He could feel it, barely there, at the end of his range; it would break everything it used for teeth on his armor. Engetsu felt like he'd be more of a problem.
"Probably not," the man allowed. The hollow skittered up a garbage bin, peered in, didn't deign to climb in.
"Okay, then, Animal Control."
"Or you could save them some time and kill it yourself."
The look she gave him, her sour, suspicious face so shocked --
"... Did you think they did anything but put them down? They're hollows."
It had never made sense to him that humans would bother to care for dogs and cats, even those that ended up on their own in the street, but at least they were tameable, if you were into that. He stared back, letting her see his bafflement. Her face fell.
"I thought they had, like, wildlife preserves...?"
Even as he barked out a laugh he knew it was the wrong response and she wouldn't like it, but he couldn't help it. "Oh my fucking god."
"What!"
"Putting a bunch of hollows together in a space they can't escape where their only choice for food is each other."
Engetsu winced. Curtains looked betrayed.
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suburban ot4
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"Looks like your kids were right about your harem, Ichigo!"
"His what?" Grimmjow demands, eyes glittering in delight. "Oh, I have got to hear this."
"Oh nooo," Orihime whimpers again, face in her hands, and Ichigo knows her, and it looks like embarrassment, and it is embarrassment -- it's embarrassment because she thought about it and liked it.
But Nel doesn't know that and is generally nice, so she relents, goes "Sorry, honey, is it too much?" in a gentler voice, and Ichigo's wife (still whimpering) walks back down the stairs with Kazui still dripping merrily in her arms and goes to slump forehead-first against Nel's shoulder.
"Not too much," Orihime mumbles, face scarlet and eyes still scrunched closed against Nelliel's exposed shoulder, half-hidden by cascading waves of teal hair. "I just, um, sultan Ichigo."
All of Grimmjow's teeth are out, but he doesn't laugh, just grins so wide Ichigo wishes he would and get it over with.
"Ooookay, honey, let's discuss cosplay some other day. Let's get this miscreant in the shower before he pees again, yeah?" he cuts in, and --
Almost --
Almost leaves it like that, retreats with her up the stairs, almost follows without saying anything more past this polite 'that was funny but let's drop it', because it's such a dangerous thing to joke about.
But Nelliel and her boyfriend have the exact same way of waggling their eyebrows and leering smugly, and that cannot be borne.
"I'm sure we can find Grimmjow a good sequined bra his size to go with the pants."
Grimmjow opens his mouth to protest, even as Ichigo herds his wife and child away; then he yells after them, offended, "It had better be a good one, Kurosaki, you think I'm putting these puppies in an inferior one?" and when Ichigo glances back he's cupping his pectorals in both hands and squeezing up to give himself cleavage.
Ichigo has regrets. Like, he still laughs his ass off, but very regretfully.
POSTED
-Days on a wire chapter 7 - Madatobiizu fraternat poyamory ABO (4 013 words)
IN PROGRESS
-bleach suburban ot4 (1 161 words)
-bleach grimmichi superheroes (1 548 words)
hmrmrm. lowish wordcount BUT, lots of editing happened in there, so that's still writing work.
also family stuyff stole my last weekend è_é
--
teasers
--
superheroes AU
--
"Oh hey, a hollow."
"--What?"
The girl leaned over his feet, squinted through the glass.
"I thought it was a cat at first, but, so many legs."
Grimmjow watched it shuffle under a car and out the other side. Mmh. Nowhere near big enough to break into the house. Safe. "Probably ate a cat, yeah."
She grimaced. "Ugh." Like it's a surprise that a hollow would be hungry. They weren't named that for nothing.
"Probably gonna eat more."
"Ugh! Be right back, I'm gonna catch it."
--Huh. "And do what?" he asked, baffled. "Keep it for Zangetsu's lunch?"
"Gross! No, I'm gonna put it in a crate and call Animal Control, they do hollows when they're that small, right? Dad? It doesn't need a hero team, right?"
Engetsu came, wiping his hands on an apron, to squint through the glass with them. Grimmjow gathered his legs, watching him warily. He didn't track the small hollow. He could feel it, barely there, at the end of his range; it would break everything it used for teeth on his armor. Engetsu felt like he'd be more of a problem.
"Probably not," the man allowed. The hollow skittered up a garbage bin, peered in, didn't deign to climb in.
"Okay, then, Animal Control."
"Or you could save them some time and kill it yourself."
The look she gave him, her sour, suspicious face so shocked --
"... Did you think they did anything but put them down? They're hollows."
It had never made sense to him that humans would bother to care for dogs and cats, even those that ended up on their own in the street, but at least they were tameable, if you were into that. He stared back, letting her see his bafflement. Her face fell.
"I thought they had, like, wildlife preserves...?"
Even as he barked out a laugh he knew it was the wrong response and she wouldn't like it, but he couldn't help it. "Oh my fucking god."
"What!"
"Putting a bunch of hollows together in a space they can't escape where their only choice for food is each other."
Engetsu winced. Curtains looked betrayed.
--
suburban ot4
--
"Looks like your kids were right about your harem, Ichigo!"
"His what?" Grimmjow demands, eyes glittering in delight. "Oh, I have got to hear this."
"Oh nooo," Orihime whimpers again, face in her hands, and Ichigo knows her, and it looks like embarrassment, and it is embarrassment -- it's embarrassment because she thought about it and liked it.
But Nel doesn't know that and is generally nice, so she relents, goes "Sorry, honey, is it too much?" in a gentler voice, and Ichigo's wife (still whimpering) walks back down the stairs with Kazui still dripping merrily in her arms and goes to slump forehead-first against Nel's shoulder.
"Not too much," Orihime mumbles, face scarlet and eyes still scrunched closed against Nelliel's exposed shoulder, half-hidden by cascading waves of teal hair. "I just, um, sultan Ichigo."
All of Grimmjow's teeth are out, but he doesn't laugh, just grins so wide Ichigo wishes he would and get it over with.
"Ooookay, honey, let's discuss cosplay some other day. Let's get this miscreant in the shower before he pees again, yeah?" he cuts in, and --
Almost --
Almost leaves it like that, retreats with her up the stairs, almost follows without saying anything more past this polite 'that was funny but let's drop it', because it's such a dangerous thing to joke about.
But Nelliel and her boyfriend have the exact same way of waggling their eyebrows and leering smugly, and that cannot be borne.
"I'm sure we can find Grimmjow a good sequined bra his size to go with the pants."
Grimmjow opens his mouth to protest, even as Ichigo herds his wife and child away; then he yells after them, offended, "It had better be a good one, Kurosaki, you think I'm putting these puppies in an inferior one?" and when Ichigo glances back he's cupping his pectorals in both hands and squeezing up to give himself cleavage.
Ichigo has regrets. Like, he still laughs his ass off, but very regretfully.