ON HIATUS

//It’s no secret that I haven’t been active on this account. I really haven’t had any inspiration to write Jushiro since August (which is when the last Bleach chapter came out). I can’t help but wonder if Jushiro’s death is related to me losing inspiration? I don’t know if that’s a major reason, but I think it’s partially true.

The point is that I haven’t felt my muse for months. I’m much more active on my Shinji (even though I’m taking a small break on there atm). Jushiro is still my favorite Bleach character, but I just haven’t felt anything. He’s gone silent.

So I’m putting this blog on hiatus. I have no idea how long it will last. I hope that I get my muse back eventually. I have so many good memories with this blog, and it helped me during a rough period in my life. But I feel guilty for never being on. There are more active, better Jushiro blogs out there atm.

//It’s no secret that I haven’t been active on this account. I really haven’t had any inspiration to write Jushiro since August (which is when the last Bleach chapter came out). I can’t help but wonder if Jushiro’s death is related to me losing inspiration? I don’t know if that’s a major reason, but I think it’s partially true.

The point is that I haven’t felt my muse for months. I’m much more active on my Shinji (even though I’m taking a small break on there atm). Jushiro is still my favorite Bleach character, but I just haven’t felt anything. He’s gone silent.

So I’m putting this blog on hiatus. I have no idea how long it will last. I hope that I get my muse back eventually. I have so many good memories with this blog, and it helped me during a rough period in my life. But I feel guilty for never being on. There are more active, better Jushiro blogs out there atm.

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West Rukongai 1st District Junrinan.

The 10th division’s captain Hitsugaya Toushiro, used his break to visit his grandmother’s residence.

The pair were snacking on amanatto* (*sugared red beans) bit by bit and having a chat.

For Hitsugaya, who sets off hurriedly every day, time passes by peacefully, it was above all a healing experience.

Daylight began to fade into darkness, and the end of work shifts bell can be heard coming from the seireitei. Hitsugaya who was laying on the tatami mats, lifted himself up and stretched out widely.

“I’ll go now grandma, I’ll come again.”

He tied the cords of his sandals on the concrete floor.

“Come back home anytime. Grandma will buy amanatto again.”

“That’s okay you don’t need to. I’ll buy them when I return.”

“Is that so? Thank you, Toshiro.”

“Yup. Well then, I’m off see you next time”

Lightly waving his hand to his grandmother who came to see him off, Hitsuguya walked into the midst of the sunset.

He went down the path along the outside of the Seireiheki* (*Pure souls wall).

When the Hakutomon* became visible, his legs suddenly stopped.  (*White path gate aka The western gate that Jidanbo guards).

”*clash/clang*! Shuooooo… *thud!*“

HAPPY NEW YEAR & HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Mew;; This is devoted to everyone who has ever followed my and my Kisuke’s roleplays, who has ever supported our ship and told us they love it as much as we do and last but not least to the two most wonderful people in Bleach - KISUKE AND YORUICHI - who celebrate their birthday today/night. 

Well, the end of the year is here!

Though I still feel pretty new here it has been a few months, and I’ve been able to meet so many lovely people so far.

Just a quick shoutout to those who have made my RP experience super great!

“Okay, okay.” Jushiro laughed and unwrapped his gift. He uttered a tiny gasp when he saw what it was. “Oh, Shunsui…It’s gorgeous…” A small necklace lay inside the box. The pendant was in the shape of a fish, and it sparkled with rainbow colors when it caught the light. “You really shouldn’t have…”

“Happy Birthday, Daddy! I drew you a picture!” the little girl squeaked as she ran up to the captain, getting up on her tiptoes and lifting it high over her head to show him. “I kinda messed up a little on me, but lookit, I drew Mommy, and the baby too!” she chirped, pointing to the red splotch of crayon meant to be Kasumi, her midsection enlarged.

“And I know Aimi doesn’t smile a whole lot, but I made her smile in the picture since she’s next to Mommy, and she always smiles when she’s with Mommy!” Kaede continued, but pouted a little. “I didn’t have enough room on the paper for Uncle Shunsui, Miss Rukia or Mister Sentaro, tho…” but soon the little girl was grinning again.

“What do you think, Daddy?! Do you like it??” the six year old asked, brown eyes like her mother’s glimmering with hope.

@the13thcaptain