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I was cleaning out my WIPs folder a few months ago, and I found the original draft of my Kira-and-Rose-Review-a-Restaurant story. It was nearly complete, and it's not anything earth-shattering, but it's also mildly entertaining, so I thought I would finish it up and send it out into the world. Then, of course, I procrastinated on that for months, but, hey! It's Kira's birthday! Happy birthday, Kira!
(read on ao3)
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“Captain,” said Izuru, clutching his folders like a lifeline, “I think there’s been a misunderstanding.”
“My companion will have the tekkadon, but he would like the orange sauce on the side,” Captain Outoribashi informed the waiter. He squinted at his lieutenant. “Is that alright? Do you like tekkadon?”
“Er, yes, it’s fine,” Izuru excused. “Sir, when you said we could go over these budget requests over dinner, I thought we would go to a ramen stand or something. This is far too--”
Rose waved a hand. “It’s covered, don’t worry about it.”
Izuru chewed the inside of his cheek while his new captain continued to order a rather frightening amount of food. The waiter seemed to be taking all this in stride.
Captain Outoribashi couldn’t be more different than Captain Gin, he kept reminding himself. Rose was elegant and mannered, and was trying very, very hard to make everyone in Squad Three feel comfortable and welcome. He also had absolutely gorgeous waves of shining hair, velvety purple eyes that you could just fall into, and amazing taste in absolutely everything. Izuru would never have assumed in a million years that his captain would have any sort of… interest in someone like him, and yet, here they were. In a fancy restaurant. After work hours.
“Sir,” he started again, when the server had left. “It’s not about the money-- well, also, I feel you may have been misinformed, it’s true that I come from a noble family, but, uh… not a very well-funded one. It’s, just, er… I feel that a captain and a vice-captain should have a very professional relationship, you see, and this place is rather upscale, and I feel like you’ve gotten the wrong idea--”
Rose blinked at him. “You’re friends with Lieutenant Hisagi, no?”
Izuru’s cheeks colored. “Well, yes, sir, we’ve known each other since our school days.”
“He didn’t tell you?”
Izuru felt all the blood in his body fall down into his feet. “Tell me… what?”
“Well,” said Captain Outoribashi, with a sneaky smile on his face. “One of the first things I realized upon my return to Soul Society was that old curmudgeon Kyouraku Kenji had retired and that the restaurant review column had been vacant for nearly three years!”
“Wait, what?” Kira sputtered.
“According to your friend,” Rose rambled on, “His former captain felt that the column was elitist or somesuch and didn’t want to continue it, but what could be more egalitarian than communicating the rapture of fine dining to the masses? I thought I was going to need to lean on my good friend Kensei for a little old-fashioned favoritism, but Lieutenant Hisagi was perfectly willing to hand me the post, can you believe it? I assumed he might have mentioned it to you, you’re also a Bulletin contributor, are you not?”
“You’re here to review this restaurant?” Kira managed to get out.
Rose put an elegant finger to his lips. “Shh! We’re supposed to be secretive about it, but I refuse to use a nom de plume, so I am sure we’ll be quite infamous before long.”
“'We'?” Izuru echoed.
“Well, I need to try as many dishes as possible,” Rose mused. “I have to bring companions. You had a noble upbringing, so I’m sure your palate is quite sophisticated. And you’re a writer! I hope you don’t mind, but I was already planning on blatantly stealing any particularly clever turns of phrase that pass your lips.”
Kira felt frozen absolutely solid. Why did his captains always have to be so interested in him? Why couldn’t he get an icy asshole like Kuchiki who would forget he even existed whenever he was out of eyesight, or a battleax like the Kenpachi, who would just break his arms first thing in the morning? Who was he kidding? He knew very well he wouldn’t last ten minutes in Squad Eleven before someone ran his underwear up a flagpole.
Rose’s face fell. “If you’re not interested, just say so. I’m sorry for presuming. Do you happen to know anyone who likes fine dining? Kensei has excellent taste in cuisine, but he dislikes ambience, and you can’t take Hirako anywhere. Beyond that, I’m afraid I’ve fallen out of touch with many of my old acquaintances.”
No! Kira scolded himself. He has offered you a reasonable boundary and you can just say no. Say no, Izuru. Say it. Just because he’s lonely doesn’t mean it’s your job to be his friend. You’re his lieutenant and that’s all you have to be.
“An assortment of shiokara,” the waiter returned, setting a tray on the table holding a number of sampler bowls. “And your sake.”
“Do you like shiokara?” Rose asked, gesturing at the pots of fermented fish before picking up the sake. “Also, do you drink?” he asked belatedly. “I love it, but only with shots.”
“Ah, same,” Kira finally managed. “I tend to think of it as bar food, though, I’m a little bit skeptical of the artisan nonsense from the menu.” It was out of his mouth before he even thought about it-- you’re not at the izakaya with Hisagi and Abarai!! he reminded himself.
“Oh, Kira, you cannot say something like that and then refuse to give me your opinion on the finished product!” Rose sighed. “Please, just help me with this first review! I’ll…” he frowned. “I don’t know what you like. I’ll let you pick the music we listen to in the office for a whole week.”
Kira had already experienced the horror of Rose’s automatic music player that he had brought back from the World of the Living. “Er, that’s okay,” he replied. “I don’t really know any of the music you have. It’s probably better if you pick.” He grabbed a bite of firefly squid with his chopsticks. “I’m here, might as well.”
Rose’s face glowed.
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  “ ‘...I found the dish quite pleasant, although more adventurous diners may find the flavors too subtle. My delightful dining companion, a man of culture and manners, proclaimed that ‘you could throw a rock toward Rukongai and hit a bar with better shiokara than this.’”
“Savage,” Rangiku declared.
Momo slammed her Bulletin down on the table. “How did you convince him to let you go along? I wish my captain took me to fancy restaurants!”
“Who says it was me?” Izuru frowned, sipping his sake. “I don’t think it ever said the guy’s name. It could have been anyone.”
“Later on, he says that you described the rosewater agar agar as ‘smelling like your great- aunt’s house,’" Renji pointed out dryly, "which is the same thing you said about that facial cream Yumichika tried to get you to use."
"Why do you pay attention to things like that?" Izuru griped.
"Because he took it very personally and complained to me for a month about it!"
"Anyway," Shuuhei broke in, "Captain Outoribashi told me it was you. He wanted to make sure you got your co-author stipend." He jerked his chin. "He said he wasn't sure if you were going to keep doing it with him."
Izuru shrugged. "It was sort of by accident that I ended up going anyway."
"Well, if you don't want to, tell him that I like going to fancy restaurants," Rangiku offered.
"I think it's a nice opportunity to get to know your new captain!" Momo announced. "But if you really don't want to, I also like going to fancy restaurants."
"I also think you should do it," Renji said. "I don't care about fancy restaurants, but that was the funniest restaurant review I've ever read. Captain Kuchiki thought it was hilarious, too, by the way."
"He what," said Izuru.
"He chuckled softly and shook his head," Renji translated.
Izuru had to take a minute to process that one.
"Also, that sweet, sweet co-author stipend," Shuuhei pointed out.
Izuru glared at him.
"Look, it's too soon to have more than anecdotal feedback, but my editorial instincts tell me this column is going to be a big hit. You and Captain Outoribashi have rapport, Izuru! Chemistry!"
Izuru frowned, deeply. "He's my boss, Hisagi, and he's only been that for three weeks. All I want with him is an appropriate work relationship with healthy and firmly respected boundaries."
"How about a 10,000 kan per month dining budget?" Shuuhei replied, and took a shot of sake. "Alcohol permitted."
"Oh," said Izuru. "Well. Maybe that, too."
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If you enjoyed this, maybe you'd like to read their review of the Seireitei Waffle Hut?
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Writing/Art Update 3.26.2024
I feel like I finished The Fanfic just in time, because I've just been inundated with Life Stuff ever since. It's nothing important, just Every Day There are Tasks. It's also strongly possible that I put off a bunch of tasks while I was consumed with The Fanfic, and now I am dealing with the backlog. (Also, Posting The Fanfic and Replying to Comments count as tasks, so there's that, too).
It's been long enough, though, that I am getting itchy from not writing. I did manage to finish my little Kira thing, which I will post tomorrow for his birthday. It really did not require much, but somehow still took me two days. I am now trying to come up with ideas for ChadIshi week (which is next week) and I am 🎵not having any good ones🎵 (which is the primary reason I don't write more ChadIshi in the first place). I mentioned last week that I might do requests again, but based on how this is going, I'm not sure I'm in the mood for it. I'm not exactly sure what I feel like working on, but it might be one of the three Young Renruki stories I've got kicking around in my WIPs, as if I didn't just spend a year writing Young Renruki stories.
My kids are on spring break this week, which makes it double hard to concentrate or to get anything done past the daily running of the house. They go back partway thru next week, and then we're going on a trip the weekend after that. None of this bodes well for writing, but if I can at least come up with something I want to work on, sometimes trips are good for Ideas.
I did post the picture I drew for my daughter (there is also a version with tophats). Otherwise, I have fallen off my daily drawing very badly! I will try to get back on the horse, but I am not terribly optimistic!
Oh, well, spring is always like this. Hopefully things will quiet down eventually. Also, I really really really am going to get to that third Izakaya Kamenoya post eventually!!! I mean it!!
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Painting in progress of my favorite dumb boyfriend
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The grabby hands are included so you can replicate this very important scene from the Sealed Sword Frenzy OVA:
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(at least that's what I would do anyway)
I went to Miniso the other day, which is a store that has a bunch of toys and other household goods, and does a lot of collabs with various franchises. There was only one merchandise for Bleach. And lolllll
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FREE THE GRABBY HANDS RENJI
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SASUSAKU IN PIERROT'S COMPLETE STUDIO COLLABORATION ARTWORK WITH BLEACH, NARUTO, YYH, BLACK CLOVER AND HIKARU NO GO FOR THEIR 45TH ANNIVERSARY
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Summary: Long ago in Inuzuri, Abarai Renji broke his arm. It healed. At least the bones did. His kidou ducts have never been the same. Now that Renji's finally having the surgery to get them corrected, Rukia is determined to make sure he gets the love and care he deserves during his recovery-- whether he wants it or not.
Starring: Rukia and Renji, of course!! Featuring: Their Inuzuri pals! All the (good) lieutenants! H-a-n-a-t-a-r-o-u! The hard-working staff of Kuchiki Manor! (...is byakuya here? unfortunately, you know he is)
Rating: Teen, for violent trauma, cussing, and sexual innuendo.
Updates: Weekly
This time: Very, very slowly, Renji starts to come to terms with the fact that his surgery is a thing that is happening. Rukia is not so patient.
Read Chapter 2 on ao3!
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ok, my kid said i was only allowed to post the other version if i also posted this one where they all have top hats. so, uh. here you go. the squad, but make it Abraham Lincoln. (she drew the top hats and insisted that I give her the credit for them)
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For her birthday, my daughter asked me to draw The Girls from the Shōjo S intro, because it's her favorite. She did the rainbow!
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Listen, this scene i was rereading with the proposal from Polynya's A Little in Love Now and Then may not have been described with pretty lights and a romantic sunset, but it may as well have been. This is how it felt in my head. Here take it
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Is it just me, or is Remy looking eerily similar to Renji and his horrible fashion sense in the Living World?
Please excuse the poor image quality, as I nearly did a spit take and grabbed my phone to snatch a photo from the TV.
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Writing/Art Update 3.19.2024
In case you missed it, the Big Fanfic is complete. You can read the first chapter on ao3.
I spent most of my free time last week working on a drawing requested by my daughter that was, shall we say, pretty far above my skill level. I finished it yesterday, aside from part that she wanted to do. I have to ask her if she minds if I post it here--if not, it was still good practice.
So what's next? Well, unfortunately, the actual thing that's next is my taxes-- those are going to be my biggest priority until they're done.
I do want to pick up a little in love again this year, and hopefully finish it, but I'm not sure I'm ready to jump into that just yet. I may, in fact, save it for my Big Fall Project, which is the time of year I am most productive. I always fall down in the summertime, but it might be nice to have a medium-sized project to tool around with--I have a few ideas/WIPs that would fit the bill.
In the very near term, though, I'd like to maybe relax and do a few short things. I have a WIP that I dug out of the Abandoned pile not too long ago, and I think I can finish it up and post it. It's not too long and would be very appropriate for Kira's birthday, which is coming up. I would also really really really like to do something for ChadIshi week, but so far my brain has been very empty. I really thought we would be doing another Bleach Returns event about now, but at this point, I'm guessing we're looking at the summer for that. I am toying with the idea of doing a Very Small Requests event, just because it's been ages and ages since I've done one, but I haven't really decided yet. I think I want to see how the other stuff goes first.
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I’ve started to watch Bleach like… one month ago ? I’m entirely discovering the story, I didn’t know anything about it before !!! It’s amazing !!! I’m skipping the filler episodes/arcs. My partner wanted me to watch the non-canon arc about the Zenpakuto so we’re currently watching it… I’m at like episode 227 ??
I really love every characters but I might have some faves ?? Rukia is my number one baby and then I adore the 4 main characters and some of the shinigamis like the Kenpachi family (cf this very accurate fanart), Hitsugaya and Matsumoto, Ukitake and Kyoraku, Yoruichi and Soi-Fon… omg I love them all 😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
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