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i’ve moved renji to a bleach multi-muse here
SEASONAL AESTHETICS .
bold what applies to your muse / repost, don’t reblog !
𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑. a chill right down to the bones. tobogganing. teeth chattering. sleeping all day. sitting by the fireplace. spending time with family. layered clothing. seeing another’s breath. loving the cold. a state of inactivity. cold hands. blistering winds shaking the closed windows. a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them. cable knit socks. a bitter remark. a log cabin in the middle of nowhere. hating the cold. full-length windows to peer out of. pale skin. deep conversations. watching the snow fall. sharp edges. hot cocoa. smelling every candle in the store. a wild snow storm. melancholy. lighting candles around the bathtub. snow globes. expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words. the softest of blankets. liking, but not loving something or someone.
𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. the smell after it rains. being in control of yourself. a soft breeze blowing your hair. lightning when it strikes. cherry blossoms. bright mornings. the first sign of hope. the relief of finding something you lost. paris in the spring. birds chirping. the art of growing. a kiss on the cheek. the clap of thunder. a tornado in the valley. smiling at a stranger. planning. saccharine pinks. making promises. trying something new. hugs when you need them most. a bee sting. sitting on the steps of the met. coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm. picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun. that feeling you get when you put on a good dress. a long hike. rushing when you can take your time. going to the gym at ungodly hours. excitement for what’s coming. becoming yourself. rain boots.
𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑. lanterns lit around a campfire. seeing the sunrise like its the first time again and again. melting ice cream. the warmth of sun rays upon skin. fireworks. the feeling of never wanting something to end. beach days. the lone blow up floaty left in the pool, drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else. music blasting at 3am, loud and proud. palms trees on sunset boulevard. longer days and shorter nights. wanderlust. nights spent staring at the stars. sand castles. road trips. blood orange sunsets. leaving the laundry to hang outside. flowers in bloom. sneaking out of your room late at night. pure contentment. barefoot in the sand. the street lights coming on. the sound of the ocean in a seashell. freshly squeezed lemonade. loose clothing. a cannonball into the pool. sunflowers. the hazy pink before dusk. relaxation.
𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋. the leaves changing colors. a heavy backpack. the smell of old books. eating until you’re stuffed. deep, dark woods. the silence in loudness. abandoned houses. ripped jeans. crunching leaves beneath feet. feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. sitting at a bay window. having endless amount of homework. charcoal drawings. screaming into a pillow as loud as you can. pumpkin patches. creaky floorboards. accepting that some things do have to change. museums. small talk. being ignored. procrastinating. a door slamming shut. going to bed early. baking pies. the fear of walking alone in the dark. feeling completely and terribly lost. a twig snapping. crisp, cool days. belly laughter. converse. foggy mornings at the shoreline. writing a daily entry in a journal. a lonely day.
"Why'd you bother getting so many forehead tattoos when you're always covering them up with bandanas?"
why’d'ya even bother openin’ yer mouth half th’ time when ya just wind up puttin’ yer foot in it?
renji purposefully speed-walks outta no where just so rukia has to lightly jog to keep up with him but keeps a straight face so she doesn’t realize he’s doing it on purpose (and maintains a steady conversation) but also he winds up grinnin when she starts to breathe heavily which gives him away so she probably (definitely) tries to kick his ass so he breaks out into a run, laughing, and —

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I hope you haven't been causing trouble.
‘ ain’t that a fancy way of callin yerself a stick-in-the-mud? ’
I don’t think you understand how much I love you

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❛❛ can you just get to the point , or do you intend on wasting more of my time ? ❜❜
@rugitus / ♔ / accepting
‘ if ya took yer head outta that ass of yers, ya woulda heard what i said. s’not my fault yer busy bein’ prideful or whatever. ’
— He is hungry but he just…. Can’t.
his elbow comes into contact with the back of the male’s head, his forearm draping itself across an expansion of blonde hair. leaning the weight of his body into the side of izuru’s own, his right hand comes up to the male’s face; bringing with it, a fish-shaped treat.
‘ here -- taste this. ’
starts to play with his hair. doesn't really say much.
‘ s’er somethin’ on yer mind? ’
hello !! this is your local nita back at it again with another blog ~ ! would you kindly reblog and / or like ( but reblogs would be much appreciated ! ) if interested in interacting with an uryū ishida roleplay blog from the bleach series ? this blog is crossover & oc friendly , multi-ship , multi verses , will contain heavy triggers , & will be an ending divergent / slightly headcanon based portrayal. thank you !!

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« ahhh! since you reblogged that tattoo post, i was actually wondering if you have headcanons re: his tattoos? plus, would renji get other tattoos than his current style or nope? »
i’ve actually gotten this question a few times in the past, and the only post i can really find that i made that goes into any sorta detail about his tattoos is this one but i mean – can a guy really get tired of talking about renji’s tattoos? … well maybe an insane one can but not this guy –
Renji’s tattoos are a reflection of his progress: each new addition being made after he surpasses a particularly large or difficult obstacle that’s placed in his path. His tattoo style is very specific, as they’re made to be tribal tattoos that resemble the markings we see on Zabimaru when it first manifests in its nue form.
(and while I can’t see him getting a tattoo in any other style for the sake of his progress, I wouldn’t say it’s impossible. he might feel inclined to get a very special one, say, after his marriage to rukia or after the birth of his child)
He goes in a descending order when he gets them, too, starting at the top and working his way down — kind of as a form of irony, as, you know, while they start at the top and make their way down, he starts at the bottom and makes his way to the top (towards captaincy).
When we see Renji in the past, the first tattoos we notice are the begging (tail-ends) of what his infamous eyebrows will eventually become, a tattoo he hadn’t previously had before entering the academy. Therefore, being accepted into the academy and being placed in a higher class was an ‘accomplishment’, one he rewarded himself with by slapping some ink on the good ol’ noggin’. The more elaborate those forehead tattoos become are a result of how hard he trained in his academy days, like how he was eventually placed in a higher class and graduated. Each new addition — be it neck, shoulders, biceps, chest, or back tattoos, are all added after he’s accomplished a new goal he’s set his sights on.
so I guess a timeline of Renji’s tattoos is in order and would kind of look like this:
Entering the Academy (eyebrows)
Graduating from the Academy (neck)
Joining the fifth division and serving under Aizen, a man he had respected at the time (shoulders/arms)
Being promoted to the sixth seat of the eleventh division (chest)
Being promoted to lieutenant of the sixth division (back)
Achieving bankai (stomach/lower abdomen)
etcetera. he’s definitely got more than what we’ve seen in the manga though, most likely from training and developing his true new bankai (but that’s a whole other subject altogether).