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monthly word count - july
TOTAL: 4 652
it really felt like more but that's because it all happened in the last two weeks XD;;; i really can't keep a consistent impression further than that, huh.
POSTED: zip.
IN PROGRESS:
-mada/tobi/izu cherry wine ABO (2 150 words)
-bleach suburban ot4 (2 345 words)
-svsss silliness, unpostable atm and maybe ever (157 words)
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"Need a hand?" Fake-Tobirama drawled from the forest floor.
Izuna spat a plume of fire at him, annoyed--
The water jutsu that swallowed it was one Tobirama used, too; a rising wave bursting from underground where he'd had water infiltrate all through the earth beforehand, but the hand seal that brought it forth was done so differently that it pissed him off all over again. Lazy, showy, fake-careless.
He snapped through hand seals in a flash and spat out an arrow of white fire, evaporating the shield and gouging right through -- two feet to the left! The grass moving under nobody-- he spat again, teeth bared, and the illusory Tobirama he'd just pierced through wavered like a mirage.
And reformed.
Fuck. That fake was good. Even knowing better, sharingan straining for hints, Izuna still couldn't see through it.
"Is this how it feels to be under a genjutsu?" he complained airily to Iōtori, hopping back to her side as the fight lulled. "I don't like it."
"Izuna-sama has been spoiled," she replied indulgently.
"Mmh, perhaps." He smiled down at the illusion. "Would you mind putting on another face? This one is making me a bit..." White fire arrows stabbed the area, and when the water shield rose again a kunai infused with lightning chakra slashed through it, disrupting the chakra holding it. Blood flew. "...Enthusiastic."
--
bleach ot4
--
15goingon51: so who wants tickets
15goingon51: the bambies at ur local big and shiny purple mall
Color-me-blue: Who's that?
15goingon51: beginners idol band grimmjow talked me into working for this week
15goingon51: they don't sound bad. power ballads kind of stuff but you can tell some of them want to be playing heavy metal instead
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: OOH me me me me me
15goingon51: you heard of them? huh.
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: ... no but they look super hot
15goingon51: hhgshhgvhg someone please come with him or he'll wake up in a bathtub missing half his organs
Color-me-blue: Ohhh. Tell me more. :)
15goingon51: ... wow, asano suddenly feels 2x as doomed
15goingon51: rip
"Who's that?"
Ichigo jumps a bit from the sudden cold of a metal can pressed into his cheek. Uncool! He didn't even see him coming. "Ah -- my friends from my old neighborhood. ... New neighborhood again, I guess."
"...Hm."
Grimmjow's expression is unreadable once again, eyelids hanging heavy, veiling his irises as he looks down at Ichigo.
He should have taken photos in the white uniform too, Ichigo is suddenly thinking, and stands fast, in a hurry to rectify at least a small bit of that issue. He stuffs the can under his armpit and extends his other arm -- ow, bruise, fuck -- and blurts out, "Selfie."
"--What?"
"Shut up, selfie. Gotta commemorate my knight in shining ramune can."
The look Grimmjow ends up wearing in the picture is hilarious, eyebrows scrunched in bafflement, upper lip twisted in incredulous disgust, side-eyeing Ichigo who is staring ahead into the lens with a determined battle-scowl.
15goingon51: look at this asshole! he got me cold stuff for my battle wounds. how dare he, i hate him
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: asjgklj
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: WOW WHAT AN ASSHOLE HOW DARE HE
Color-me-blue: Truly the face of sin. Guillotine it is.
it really felt like more but that's because it all happened in the last two weeks XD;;; i really can't keep a consistent impression further than that, huh.
POSTED: zip.
IN PROGRESS:
-mada/tobi/izu cherry wine ABO (2 150 words)
-bleach suburban ot4 (2 345 words)
-svsss silliness, unpostable atm and maybe ever (157 words)
--
"Need a hand?" Fake-Tobirama drawled from the forest floor.
Izuna spat a plume of fire at him, annoyed--
The water jutsu that swallowed it was one Tobirama used, too; a rising wave bursting from underground where he'd had water infiltrate all through the earth beforehand, but the hand seal that brought it forth was done so differently that it pissed him off all over again. Lazy, showy, fake-careless.
He snapped through hand seals in a flash and spat out an arrow of white fire, evaporating the shield and gouging right through -- two feet to the left! The grass moving under nobody-- he spat again, teeth bared, and the illusory Tobirama he'd just pierced through wavered like a mirage.
And reformed.
Fuck. That fake was good. Even knowing better, sharingan straining for hints, Izuna still couldn't see through it.
"Is this how it feels to be under a genjutsu?" he complained airily to Iōtori, hopping back to her side as the fight lulled. "I don't like it."
"Izuna-sama has been spoiled," she replied indulgently.
"Mmh, perhaps." He smiled down at the illusion. "Would you mind putting on another face? This one is making me a bit..." White fire arrows stabbed the area, and when the water shield rose again a kunai infused with lightning chakra slashed through it, disrupting the chakra holding it. Blood flew. "...Enthusiastic."
--
bleach ot4
--
15goingon51: so who wants tickets
15goingon51: the bambies at ur local big and shiny purple mall
Color-me-blue: Who's that?
15goingon51: beginners idol band grimmjow talked me into working for this week
15goingon51: they don't sound bad. power ballads kind of stuff but you can tell some of them want to be playing heavy metal instead
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: OOH me me me me me
15goingon51: you heard of them? huh.
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: ... no but they look super hot
15goingon51: hhgshhgvhg someone please come with him or he'll wake up in a bathtub missing half his organs
Color-me-blue: Ohhh. Tell me more. :)
15goingon51: ... wow, asano suddenly feels 2x as doomed
15goingon51: rip
"Who's that?"
Ichigo jumps a bit from the sudden cold of a metal can pressed into his cheek. Uncool! He didn't even see him coming. "Ah -- my friends from my old neighborhood. ... New neighborhood again, I guess."
"...Hm."
Grimmjow's expression is unreadable once again, eyelids hanging heavy, veiling his irises as he looks down at Ichigo.
He should have taken photos in the white uniform too, Ichigo is suddenly thinking, and stands fast, in a hurry to rectify at least a small bit of that issue. He stuffs the can under his armpit and extends his other arm -- ow, bruise, fuck -- and blurts out, "Selfie."
"--What?"
"Shut up, selfie. Gotta commemorate my knight in shining ramune can."
The look Grimmjow ends up wearing in the picture is hilarious, eyebrows scrunched in bafflement, upper lip twisted in incredulous disgust, side-eyeing Ichigo who is staring ahead into the lens with a determined battle-scowl.
15goingon51: look at this asshole! he got me cold stuff for my battle wounds. how dare he, i hate him
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: asjgklj
Willpower_Ramen!!_eat-it-snort-it-put-it-in-your-faces: WOW WHAT AN ASSHOLE HOW DARE HE
Color-me-blue: Truly the face of sin. Guillotine it is.