#deadlywhitemoon

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[yes, rukia, he can take a hint.]

[he discreetly clears his throat.]

Having met yet another incredible superhero role model, Luffy often found the optimal way to channel his heroic impulses, when he wasn’t pretending to act the part, was through artistic means. Considering himself a masterful artist, his crayons swept back and forth across the paper, recreating an almost identical likeness of the first hero he met, Sogeking.

The children’s section of the library was usually filled with kids scribbling creations inferior to that of the Straw Hat’s, however it seemed today there was another, around his age as well, who was more than a match for his own talents. Since he’d completed his masterpiece, he was content to watch the girl create some sort of cartoon strip.

“Hey, you’re pretty good at that! Those rabbits look really cool!”

[finally gives her his attention]

deadlywhitemoon:

“Yeah, well, we shouldn’t even be here. But thanks to that chick with a rod up her ass, this is where we are.”

Here, being Pendulum City, naturally. And it was true; the both of them had been yanked out of Hueco Mundo and Soul Society to serve as part of some hag’s collection in this shithole.

Temper beginning to flare, he set his hands on a table.

“Who the fuck is Yhwach and what can you tell me about him?”

deadlywhitemoon:

The mother wagged her finger in a very threatening motherly manner.

“No, not maybe,” she corrected. “Absolutely not! Honestly, you’re just like my sons; just because there’s something exciting going on doesn’t mean you should skip such an important meal!”

Really, she even had to remind her eldest to eat- but seeing that he was excited about the birth of his son, Mikoto had decided to cut him a bit of slack. A firm, yet gentle reminder was all he had needed.

“Now, you get yourself a proper breakfast, young lady. The cafeteria in this hospital is perfectly good, so scoot before they change to the lunch menu.”