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WTL Deleted Scene

The bar had been closed for an hour and Mitsuo was in the process of cleaning up when he noticed the woman standing by the door. It was raining hard outside but she didn’t seem to notice or care, looking completely lost in thought.

Mitsuo hesitated for a moment before making his way towards the front.

“Can I help you?” He asked politely. The woman jolted slightly, before staring up at him with wide, startled eyes.

“No,” she said after a brief pause. “No, it’s okay. I shouldn’t have come. Sorry for disturbing you.”

She turned to walk away and before he could think better of it, Mitsuo reached out one hand to grab her shoulder. She went alarmingly stiff under his touch and he hastily let her go.

“I apologize, I didn’t mean to startle you. It’s just that, well.” He took in her drenched clothes, the lack of umbrella, the water droplets running down her face. “You look like you could use a place to warm up.”

She glanced at the very blatant ‘Closed’ sign on the door before looking back at him.

“I think we have time for one more customer,” he said, answering her unspoken question, and stepped aside to allow her in.

~~

“So that bad, huh?” The woman, who had introduced herself as ‘Hana,’ asked casually. Mitsuo raised an eyebrow at her.

“What do you mean?” He asked, sliding a cup of tea over to her.

“The way I look.” Her lips quirked up slightly, a touch of humor entering her eyes. “I figure it has to be bad if strangers are taking pity on me and allowing me to take shelter for free after hours. Be honest, on a scale of drowned rat to drenched owl, how bad are we talking?”

He took in her shoulder length sopping-wet brown hair, brown eyes, brown coat. She did look a bit like a bedraggled animal, actually.

“Hmm, more along the lines of wet cat, to be frank,” Mitsuo said, smiling. “How’s the tea?”

She took a sip, then drew back, surprised. “This-- ”

“Not bad, right?” Mitsuo chuckled.

“Well. The standards of tea have certainly improved since the last time I’ve been in Inuzuri,” Hana remarked. “Must mean this place is doing pretty well, right?”

“You could say that.” They certainly weren’t lacking money anyway. “I think we have some food leftover in the back. Let me see if I can scrounge up something.”

“You don’t have to,” Hana protested. “Seriously, you’ve done more than enough.”

“It’s no trouble.” Mitsuo smiled briefly. “Besides, it’d hardly be polite to let a lady go hungry. Why don’t you take a look at a menu and see if anything catches your eye?”

“Absolutely not, I’m not going to—wait, who came up with the names of these drinks?” She asked incredulously.

“Ah yes, I’m afraid my brother had quite a bit of fun coming up with them.” Mitsuo grinned, suppressing a chuckle. “My sister, she was of the belief that we should be trying to attract a more diverse clientele and suggested that creating cocktails designed to cater to both men and women might be a good idea. Kazuki—my brother—thought it was ridiculous and was deeply upset at the idea of serving ‘girly’ drinks in his bar. Unfortunately for him, he was unanimously outvoted. The compromise was that he would be allowed to name the drinks.”

“And K—and they approved these?” Hana’s lips twitched as she scanned the list. “The Red-Hot Pineapple Monkey? Oh dear, the person who inspired that one must be a…character.”

Mitsuo hummed his agreement, hiding his surprise. It wasn’t often that newcomers guessed the cocktail names were inspired by actual people, and that one was a comparatively less obvious one.

“Maybe I’ll try something after all. This one sounds promising—the Flower Power Glower.” She laughed. “I’m sorry, it’s just that one…I mean, I would have loved to—” Her voice trailed off, shoulders slumping slightly. “But I guess that’s not possible anymore.”

Hana glanced up at Mitsuo, a wry twist to her mouth.

“Maybe alcohol isn’t such a good idea tonight.”

“Maybe not,” Mitsuo agreed gently. “And for what it’s worth, I understand. I’ve lost people too. If there’s anything I can do to help, I’d be glad to give it a try.”

“Thank you, that’s very kind of you.” She hesitated. “There is one thing. I just—your family.” Hana looked down at her hands, fiddling with her mug. “They sound like…like an amazing group of people. Would you tell me about them?” There was an odd urgency to her voice now, words coming out just a touch too fast. “Please?”

Mitsuo paused. By all means, he should decline her request. It wasn’t exactly a secret that two highly-ranked Shinigami came from their household and although neither Rukia nor Renji visited frequently these days, it wasn’t unfeasible that someone could come seeking information to use against them. And yet, he couldn’t help but instinctively trust that this woman meant him and his family no harm.

He hadn’t lived this long by ignoring his instincts.

“What do you want to know?” He asked.

~~

They ended up talking for hours. Honestly, they probably could have ended up talking for longer had Kazuki not stormed in, shaking droplets of rain out of his hair.

“There you are! The bar closed hours ago, where the hell have you—who the hell is she?” Kazuki drew up short at the sight of Hana and Mitsuo sitting across from each other at the bar, halfway through their second pot of tea. Hana looked at him with the same wide-eyed look she’d greeted Mitsuo with.

“Manners, Kazuki,” Mitsuo said dryly.

“Shut up, this ain’t the goddamned Seireitei,” Kazuki retorted without taking his eyes off Hana. “So who is she?”

“She is able to hear you,” Hana said, a touch sardonically. “You can call me Hana.”

“Just Hana, huh? No last name?” Kazuki asked, eyes narrowing slightly.

“You’re hardly one to talk, given that you haven’t provided either of yours,” she retorted without missing a beat. He blinked, then grinned.

“Fair enough. You can call me Kazuki then.” His eyes fell onto the mostly-empty plate of gyoza on the table. “Aw man, I was hoping to eat those later.”

“Don’t worry, we saved the smallest one for you,” she replied, tongue-in-cheek. Mitsuo blinked. That had almost sounded like—

“I mean, thank you for the drinks and the food,” Hana said hastily, interrupting his thoughts. “How much do I owe you? And don’t tell me it’s on the house again, I mean the real cost.”

“How much do you want to pay?” At her uncomprehending look, Kazuki smirked. “We operate on a donation-only system here. You pay what you want, and if you don’t want to pay anything, that’s perfectly fine too.” He looked her over. “Actually on second thought, I second what Mitsuo said. It’s on the house—please use any money you have to buy an umbrella.”

“That doesn’t seem like a viable way to run a business,” Hana pointed out.

“Don’t worry about that. Anything that isn’t covered by donations just gets added to Hisana’s tab,” Kazuki shrugged.

There was a pause.

“Hisana’s tab?” Hana questioned. Her voice was very small.

“It’s a system we set up in honor of our late sister,” Mitsuo explained quietly. “Well, us and her fiancé at the time. Anyone who comes to this bar only needs to ask in order to be fed.”

It had been Kuchiki Byakuya’s idea. The amount of money he donated on a yearly basis could feed more hungry orphans than existed in all of Inuzuri.

“Oh.” Hana swallowed. “That’s—that’s a really nice thing to do. I’m sure your sister would have loved that.” She stood up and bowed. “I’ve taken up enough of your time. Thank you for your kindness—I can’t tell you how much it means to me.” 

“You have a place to stay?” Mitsuo asked, concerned.

“Of course. You don’t have to worry about me,” she smiled. “I’ll be fine.”

Mitsuo pursed his lips, studying her closely. There was something oddly familiar about her, something that had been bothering him all evening. Not her features—no, Mitsuo was quite certain he’d never seen this woman before in his life—but in her tone of voice, the way she tilted her chin up—

He shook off the sense of déjà vu and smiled at her.

“In that case, please feel free to come back at any time. You’re always welcome,” he said sincerely. “I hope to see you again.” 

Her smile softened into something a little more genuine.

“As do I,” she murmured. “Take care, Mitsuo, Kazuki.”

“So. Hana, huh?” Kazuki commented as soon as the door shut behind her. “Someone you know?”

“Not at all. I’ve never seen her before tonight,” Mitsuo replied honestly. “Why?”

He shrugged, staring off into the same direction Hana had left.

“Nothing. Just feel like I’ve met her before.”

~~

Hisana: “You don’t have to worry about me, I’ll be fine” while very much the opposite of fine

Mitsuo and Kazuki, immediately: wait why does this girl seem so familiar

Deleted this scene because I decided Hisana wouldn't risk going back to her family until Aizen was no longer a threat, no matter how much she missed them. But I figured I'd share this snippet anyway, hope you guys enjoy!

#walk two lifetimes

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Jane Doe enamel pin ideA

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Dayfall.

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as soon as i saw gem's thumbnail i fell in love i adore this build so much. here is my attempt at big glowy fish

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tired: mermaids are all women

wired: much like elves, merfolk are mistaken by sailors for being all women because they have long hair and are very pretty

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Ships in the night

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Sally Jackson Mamma Mia summer she hooks up with three seemingly normal guys and gets pregnant and has a baby and then smashcut 12 years later, there’s a world-ending prophecy and all three guys show up at her doorstep arguing over what do you mean you both broke the agreement too? Are you serious?

#percy jackson

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AHDBAJDH I MEANT “CAN totally imagine” autocorrect my beloved, you are the bane of my existence sometimes

but also!!! i think it’s hilarious to think of aizen being offended by her nonplussed reactions. it makes me picture him just messing with her to see if he can provoke different reactions aaaaaand now im seeing the similarities to gin

Aizen: She’s an amusing distraction, nothing more. Utterly expendable.

Also Aizen: What do you mean she forgot about me already >:(

Aizen: Well I can fix that

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lmaooo toxic ex archetype, everything thinks something definitely went on between them behind the scenes and hisana resolutely denies this, not realizing it’s only making the rumors worse

LOL can you imagine when she actually faces him in battle:

“Oh and by the way, I donated your entire wardrobe to charity!” Momo yelled, whacking him on the chest with her zanpakuto (to add insult to injury, he wasn’t even bothering to dodge, instead telling her with a smile to, “Get it out dear, I know you want to”). “And I gave all your skin care products to Yachiru. She loved them, said they were delicious. That orange marmalade sugar scrub you love so much? It’s moisturizing the inside of her stomach right now.”

Aizen faltered the slightest bit. “You did what?”

“AND I burned your entire collection of tea leaves. Should’ve taken them with you when you left,” Momo continued savagely. “Don’t worry though, I didn’t want you to miss out so I saved some of the fun just for you.”

“Should we…intervene?” Izuru asked Hitsugaya awkwardly. Momo had begun pelting Aizen with teacups at this point.

“And just so you know, Hirako-taicho is better than you ever were!” Momo screamed off in the distance. Next to them, Shinji dropped his face in his hands with a muttered “please don’t bring me into this.” In fact, most of the shinigami on the field were determinedly avoiding eye contact.

“No,” Hitsugaya said in a deeply tired voice. “No, let’s just…let them work this out between them.”

#this is obviously crack pls don’t take it seriously #I guess my headcanon for how Hisana/Aizen would go is petty vindictive exes who never actually dated #who knew

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ohh i can’t see them in an actual relationship, but i can’t totally imagine the weird situationship they have

It’s a very weird relationship, no one else really gets it either. Like, on the surface, they’re very close. When Aizen Sousuke gets “killed”, everyone expects Momo to absolutely lose it but instead, she’s weirdly unconcerned. As in, so unconcerned that it’s become a bit concerning, like is she going into shock or something??

You ask her about it and she’s like, eh I’m sure the proper authorities will figure it out. Do I think Ichimaru Gin was involved in his death? Who knows? Certainly not me.

Hitsugaya comes over to check in on how she’s doing. Her response when he tentatively broaches the subject of her captain’s passing is, “Oh yes, that. Very tragic. So who do you think my new captain’s going to be?”

Nah, she’s doing her own thing and asking absolutely ZERO questions, to an internal monologue of “not getting stabbed, not getting stabbed, nope, nuh-uh.”

Aizen, watching from the sidelines, feels strangely offended. Yes, he’d always been planning on leaving her behind and betraying her…but come on, didn’t he warrant a few more tears than that?? He’d seen her cry more when her pet turtle died, for gods sake.

Of course, she still ends up getting stabbed in the end.

(Momo is incandescently furious about it because what the fuck, Aizen-taicho. You’ve got to be kidding me— what did I ever do to you?! And don’t think I didn’t notice you decided to injure me in a way that would be painful but not fatal. This wasn’t about your stupid plans, you absolute bastard, this was about you being a petty, vindictive— )

#Aizen REALLY nailing the toxic ex archetype here

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Strange Bird

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how's c!momo's relationship w hitsugaya? is it the same as canon?

Overprotective older sister who gets a lot of joy out of annoying her little brother + tsundere younger brother who outwardly pretends to be super annoyed at everything she does but will actually shank you if you touch her

I think there were a lot of factors in canon that ended up distancing Momo and Hitsugaya, which wouldn’t be present here.

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One of the funniest things about enemies-to-lovers ships is how they’re almost always obsessed with each other. Like if a character actively chooses to interact with another character over and over again instead of simply ignoring them? Throw darts at it all you want, but you still printed out a picture of them to hang on your wall

#tropes

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me, putting down my aizen/hisana fan: oh!

me, pulling up my gin/hisana fan: ok

Oops I didn’t realize there were people out there that shipped Aizen and Hisana 😅

Imagine tho had Christina been reincarnated into Momo instead. I imagine it going something like this:

C!Momo: okay so he’s looking for someone submissive that he can easily manipulate, someone who won’t question any of his actions right? That someone is clearly not me. He’s told me I suck at following orders. To my face. So I should be good right? No need to worry about catching his attention.

Momo, after getting promoted to 5th division lieutenant, like, barely 5 years after joining: ….

Momo: oh COME ON

(goddammit she knew she shouldn’t have applied to the 5th in the first place but she’d thought it might be a bit suspicious if she didn’t because she’d had a few encounters with Aizen in the Academy and they were, nominally, on friendly terms. Then the bastard had to go and offer her a seated officer position immediately off the bat, so it would’ve looked super suspicious if she didn’t accept. THEN he’d had to go and promote her to third seat and she’d done her level best to keep Ichimaru from traumatizing every single person under their command. And just as she FINALLY started working towards a transfer, Ichimaru fucking leaves and she’s stuck with his spot.)

“You know I find Momo-chan an absolute delight,” Gin began. Sousuke had to suppress a snort. The reverse certainly couldn’t be said. “But are ya sure it’s wise to choose her as your lieutenant? She’s hardly the ideal person to have close to our plans.”

Sousuke set down his cup of tea.

“Are you saying I can’t handle her, Gin?” He asked with a smile.

“I’m sayin’ you’re having a bit too much fun handlin’ her,” Gin shot back. This was why he enjoyed having him around. It was…refreshing having that kind of honesty around. For a given definition of the word, anyway.

“I find her amusing,” Sousuke conceded. “I can’t quite figure her out.”

Gin shot him a disbelieving look.

“Momo-chan? She’s not exactly the type ta hide who she is.”

“And yet,” Sousuke murmured. Curious, how a girl who seemed to be the definition of an open book, was so adept at picking up on his deceptions. And so good at getting away with her own.

#wtl!au #no one in the history of the Seireitei has ever been so angry about the prospect of being promoted as Momo here

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#this is lovely #writing

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#naruto #anko

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She is brightness, she is luminance. She will hypnotize you and drag you into her world. Her name...

... is Light Mode. 

This drawing turned out a little more serious than I had originally intended. I get so many comments about using light mode for my computer and phone that it became the inspiration for some new artwork!

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