#haebaru

[ladyloveandjustice]

Haebaru is understandably still terrified she’ll be accused of ‘causing trouble’ by bringing her child around, but instead her coworkers are happy to help her introduce her child to her worklife and show him how important his mom is to the aquarium, how people value her, and how hard she works. Educating kids is one of the main jobs of an aquarium after all, there’s no reason a child should ever be banned from such a place. It’s heartwarming to see Haebaru finally be able to share an important part of her life with her son.

#nev watches the aquatope on white sand

[smallflowersblog]

This photo appears to be a scene from an ordinary, peaceful summer day. In fact, it is, but there is a history that is not visible in this photo. The small brownish-roofed building on the far right is where the reception desk to enter "there" is located.

The "there" is an army hospital bunker where wounded soldiers were treated during the Battle of Okinawa. In the dark and narrow dugout, military doctors, nurses, and Himeyuri students (female students) treated the sick and wounded. Medical equipment and medicine were scarce, and surgeries without anesthesia and amputations of limbs were performed. Visitors can actually enter the dugout. You can also try turning off flashlights and experience how dark it really was.

Most memorable of all was the experience of being allowed to smell a recreation of the smell inside the bunker. Smells like nothing I have ever smelled before. It was a mixture of the smells of sweat, blood, and urine of the people inside. It was damp and unsanitary, and the mere thought of this smell filling the small bunker made my head hurt. As I closed my eyes and smelled the odor, I felt as if I could visualize the scene inside the bunker. Thinking of the harsh conditions made my heart ache and I felt as if I would not be able to breathe.

When I emerged from the pitch-dark bunker, the afternoon sun was shining down on me. Three children were playing, although the photo only shows a bit of green and red clothing. Just where the clothes are visible, a monument has been erected. The inscription reads as follows: The requiem. If you put your forehead to the ground and worship, it will be like the day I buried my comrades in arms, and I will smell the scent of the earth on the hill at dawn. Soldiers who had lost both legs crawled through the mud looking for a hospital.

As I walked up the hill, accompanied by the children's laughter, I looked back again and again, hoping that the peace of today would not be lost forever, and that the suffering of those who died would not be forgotten.

On the way back, I passed by the "Meshiage no Michi". They cooked at the cookhouse at the foot of the hill, and when the rice was cooked, they walked this path, carrying it to the top of the hill under the danger of shelling. Some Himeyuri students lost their lives here. "It must have been really tough, and you did a great job." Recalling a group photo of the Himeyuri students that looked similar to my own high school days, I left the place as if I were talking to close friends.

Okinawa Army Hospital, Haebaru Bunkers No. 20 (Okinawa, JAPAN)

#trip #okinawa #war #peace #landscape

[ao3feed-ichiruki]

Bloodletting

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by Haebaru

It’s been seventeen months since the battle with Aizen left Ichigo powerless and Rukia suffering in silence. Rukia has been experiencing symptoms of the same illness that led to her sister's death. All the while being plagued by dreams of a past life with Hisana and a mysterious man that calls himself their Master. Confiding only in Ukitake and Byakuya, Rukia returns to the world of the living to see if Urahara can cure her, and if not, she will leave her heart behind with the man she believes in most.

Encouraged by Rukia’s return, Ichigo is training harder than ever with Xcution to regain his powers so he can protect the ones he loves. Defending the one he loves most will prove to be more difficult than he can imagine when she chooses to keep him in the dark about the threats she is facing. It may be too late to save her own life, but Rukia is determined to save her sister's soul.

Words: 3943, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Bleach (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Multi

Characters: Kuchiki Rukia, Kurosaki Ichigo, Kuchiki Hisana, Kuchiki Byakuya, Ukitake Juushirou, Urahara Kisuke, Inoue Orihime

Relationships: Kuchiki Rukia/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Tags: Xcution (Bleach), Sick Character, BAMF Kuchiki Rukia, Minor Kuchiki Byakuya/Kuchiki Hisana, My version of hell arc, Angst, Ichiruki, Rukia-centric, controlling dynamic, Unhealthy Relationships, Canon-Typical Violence, Cannon typical setting but.., Demon AU, Slightly morally ambiguous rukia, Slow-ish burn

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/OSgC2G8

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #ichiruki

[hexpea]

Ch. 22 - Just a Confession

"So you're telling me, that you moved all the way back out here because of Suguru?" Mei Mei laughed as the two of you lounged on the shore on a pair of outdoor chaise as the sun began to set. 

It was the early evening of the day you arrived back home. While you weren't back in Haebaru specifically, you were glad to be home along the shores of Okinawa. You had instead opted for calling Naha home, still close to your mother but far enough away for independence - and beach access. 

"Essentially," you sighed, closing your eyes behind your sunglasses as the warm sun stung your skin. 

Mei Mei was sat next to you, arms folded behind her head, her own pair of sunglasses covered mostly by her large front braid. "And the whole Gojo thing didn't work out either, so..." you trailed off. She often found herself down here as a vacation spot, and, when it came to her work, some of her highest paying clients had vacation homes needing protection. 

"Hm..." she hummed to herself. "So if not Satoru...and Suguru was never an option..." she trailed off. "That one kid you graduated with isn't so bad. Nanami, right? Kento?"

"Oh, him," you blushed slightly, "he's too busy with work to even consider a relationship. I've hardly seen him since graduation. And I think he's got something going on with Haibara."

"Okay, so then he and Haibara are off the table then," she brought her arms down and crossed them in front of herself in thought. "I'm not available." She winked at you though you could barely see it. "And Hime is all the way north... Every other sorcerer I know is too old. What about Shoko?" Her teasing became a bit sadder when she realized the options were slim.

"You really don't need to help me find someone," you giggled, "the right person will come along with time. They don't have to be a sorcerer either."

"Whatever you say," she shrugged.

After your relaxing afternoon with Mei Mei, who so graciously helped you move after a hefty payment, you went back to your new apartment to spend the rest of your night.  You at least found some peace in not being interrupted while cooking. Gojo ended up being right, cooking was a great hobby. 

"Y/N!" Gojo's obnoxious voice suddenly appeared, causing you to nearly lose a finger while chopping some vegetables. 

"Do you know how to knock?" You hissed at him and put the knife down. "How did you even find me anyways?" 

"Mei Mei..." Gojo stood straight with a dumbfounded look on his face. "I can't believe you moved without telling us."

"It was for your own good. I didn't belong there," you muttered and leaned your hip against the counter, crossing your arms against your chest.

"Oh, come on," Gojo rolled his eyes from behind his blindfold. "It's not just me." You blushed against the accusation. "It was Suguru, too, wasn't it? Are you sure you won't just come back? We like having you around."

"No," you answered quickly, as much as it hurt. "I don't want to see him ever again. I don't want to hear his voice. I don't even want to have him in my head as a thought. It was supposed to be this way anyway. If it wasn't for our stupid plan to try and get me with you...none of this ever would've happened."

"What now?" Gojo was thrown off by your sudden confession. He quickly shook his head and changed the subject, your return more important than whatever ploy you and Geto had. "You're really not interested in coming home?"

"This is home," you pointed to the ground sternly, "Tokyo was never home. And no, I don't plan on returning. 

Gojo stood silently for a moment. "Got it," he muttered, "guess I'll go then." You nodded, trying to maintain a stern look despite being incredibly saddened by his unannounced appearance.

Meanwhile, back in Tokyo, Geto was blow drying his hair after a shower - lazily getting ready for a night out with Gojo. He knew what he was feeling and it wasn't his usual depression. There was a cause. It was a cause that could be fixed...or made worse if he actually grew a pair - or at least that's what he was telling himself. But he figured he was too late, especially as his new relationship was developing. His, and your, stubbornness caused a rupture in your relationship, whether you would accept him or not. His sour attitude and your lack of confidence to be straightforward with him was a mess neither of you knew how to navigate.

"Ready?" Gojo shouted over the noise of the hair dryer as he appeared unannounced. 

Geto turned off the dryer for a moment to give Gojo a dirty look as he stood still wrapped in a towel. "Do I look ready to you?"

"Nope!" Gojo grinned, eyeing him up from behind his blindfold. "I just like being a dick."

"You don't have to tell me twice," Geto mumbled, determining his hair was dry enough and went to his closet instead to grab his clothing.

"Listen," Gojo began, watching as Geto tossed a t-shirt, underwear, and a pair of pants on his bed. "I don't want you to have to worry tonight. Drink..." Gojo's voice wavered a bit as Geto dropped his towel and grabbed his boxer briefs to put on, "as much as...you want."

"I plan to," Geto mumbled as he slipped his ankles through his underwear. "I could care less about a hangover tomorrow. I've got no missions planned."

"Right," Gojo politely looked away, which would be strange considering they were two guys with the same parts - having seen one another nude a few times before. But things were different since Gojo's feelings had changed. "So...this girl you're with, is it serious? Like, are you serious about her? She's LTR material?"

"LTR?" Geto chuckled. "I guess so. I just needed someone to occupy my time, and she was willing. Whether it will last? Time will tell."

"So you don't particularly feel anything  for her right now?" Gojo continued. His pressing on the matter caused Geto to give him a funny look. 

"No, why?" Geto asked while he slipped his shirt over his head.

"No reason," Gojo answered quickly, watching as Geto meandered to his dresser to dab some cologne against his jugular. "Ready now?"

"Yeah, let's go," Geto sighed with a bit of irritation and grabbed his coat by the door before leaving with Gojo.

When the pair reached the club, it had just barely opened for the night but was already booming with plenty of people and bass-boosted music. Once inside, Gojo and Geto squeezed through the crowd in order to go straight for the bar. 

"On me tonight," Gojo happily slapped his credit card on the bar top to start a tab. The bartender rolled his eyes and took the card away and began tapping in their first order onto a computer.

"I'd hope so," Geto muttered, barely audible over the music. He leaned his body against the bar top, head in his hand. 

"I can't wait to get some alcohol in you," Gojo lightly shook Geto by his shoulder, "so you can stop being so mopey."

"I'm not mopey," he reassured his friend and shrugged off his arm. Gojo also had other plans in mind, knowing that his current relationship wasn't as serious as he had thought.

"Uh huh, and I'm not the strongest," Gojo rolled his eyes and slid the newly placed shot toward Geto's slumped over frame. Geto glared at him as he took the shot. "Just shut up and drink." Gojo encouraged, downing his own with a nasty face afterward.

With a still scowling face, Geto sucked down the shot without wavering. That first shot was one that lead to many. Gojo, after having stopped after the first shot and opting for something a bit more gentle and flavorful, watched as Geto steadily loosened up after each swallow. 

"So," Gojo started slowly as Geto sucked down what was likely his sixth, "I've been meaning to talk to you about something. Especially after finding out your...current relationship isn't as serious as I thought."

"Okay," Geto sloppily encouraged Gojo to go on, rolling his wrist ridiculously in an attempt to shoo away Gojo's nerves. 

"Alright, well," Gojo's hesitation was clear. Geto had never seen his best friend, the strongest, appear so nervous before. "I've been seeing you in a...different light lately."

"A different light?" Geto inquired with a drunken smile on his face. "Do tell."

"Ever since we started going on more missions together, albeit intense missions, I've come to think of you as my best friend..."

"I agree," Geto noted, his tone dragging out as if he were continuing to encourage Gojo to get out his thoughts. 

"At times, I think you know me better than I know myself," Gojo gave a weak laugh, his face turning bright pink as he took a sip from his stout glass. It was clear he was getting fed up with himself, frustrated at his pounding heart. "Suguru, I...think I'm in love with you."

#geto suguru x y/n #geto suguru x you #geto suguru x reader #getou suguru x y/n #getou suguru x you #getou suguru x reader #suguru getou x y/n #suguru getou x you #suguru getou x reader #suguru geto x you #suguru geto x y/n #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru #suguru geto #getou suguru #suguru getou #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

[topcomicporno]

Hagure Idol Jigokuhen Manhwa Esta es la historia de Misora Haebaru, una experta de karate de Okinawa de 18 años que viajó a Tokio para ingresar a la industria del entretenimiento con la esperanza de ... https://topcomicporno.com/manga/hagure-idol-jigokuhen/?feed_id=1301&_unique_id=627d47b975336 #manga #mangaart #mangas #ecchihentai #animememes #animelife #animememe #animecosplay #animefans #pokemonanime #intags #animelover #animehe #animegirls #anime #animeworld #animes #animedrawing #animelove #animeboy #osmangazi #animestyle #mangalargamarchador #animefan #animeedits #animefanart #animeart #mangadrawing #animegirl #animeedit

[smallflowers-p]

Hidden in a very ordinary landscape

ごく普通の景色に隠れたもの

Okinawa Army Hospital, Haebaru Bunkers No. 20 (Okinawa, JAPAN) 沖縄陸軍病院 南風原（はえばる）壕群20号（沖縄県）

●The story of this photo is at the following link. この写真のストーリーは、以下から（日本語版は、下にリンクあり）。

#photo #photography #landscape #war #peace #army #hospital #trip #okinawa #japan #写真 #景色 #戦争 #陸軍 #病院 #戦跡 #歴史 #旅行 #沖縄 #日本

[todaynowreport]

Earthquake of 5.9 magnitude strikes near Japan's Katsuren-haebaru

KATSUREN: An earthquake of magnitude 5.9 on the Richter scale struck 79 km East Southeast of Katsuren-hasbara, Japan on Monday, the United States Geological Survey (USGS) reported.The earthquake occurred at 08:52:09 (UTC+05:30) and hit Katsuren-hasbara, Japan at a depth of 10.8 km, the USGS informed.The earthquake’s epicenter was 26.008°N and 128.584°E, respectively.No casualties have been…

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[yhwhrulz]

USGS | M 5.4 - 80 km ESE of Katsuren-haebaru, Japan https://earthquake.usgs.gov/earthquakes/eventpage/us7000jxba/executive?utm_medium=email&utm_source=ENS&utm_campaign=realtime

[darealmangakitsunever2]

This is the story of Misora Haebaru, an 18 year old karate expert from Okinawa who went to Tokyo to enter the entertainment industry in hopes of supporting her family. She gets tricked into being a gravure idol who wears lewd clothing and is forced eventually to enter the AV world, but she wont go down without a fight.

[softsoundingsea]

Views in Uchina (Okinawa).

#uchina #okinawa #personal pictures #haebaru #nago #2018

[shysheeperz]

#hard boiled cop and dolphin #snn chief #shakunetsu no niraikanai #snnspoilers #haebaru #orpheus f. lipper #mangacaps

[ladyloveandjustice]

I'm not sure why Haebaru thought wearing a shirt that's apparently transparent enough that we can still see her collarbones and cleavage through it has any real bearing on the amount of skin she's exposing, but hey, as long as she feels better about the outfit, I guess!

We return to episode 18!

#nev watches the aquatope on white sand

[x0401x]

#shiroi suna no aquatope #aquatope of white sand #ssna #ssnaedit #anisource #allanimanga #animangaladies #fymanganime #dailyanime #animedaily #graphics-net #animeedit #misakino kukuru #miyazawa fuuka #haebaru chiyu #maeda akari #shimabukuro kaoru #yoneda marina #umiko #anime #color

[ao3feed-ichiruki]

346

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/oJjw6Qb

by Haebaru

Three micromini oneshots with fanart for ICHIRUKI WEEK 2023

DAY THREE: “I’m the hottest FlowerBoy that popped up on the scene.”

DAY FOUR: “She could ride my face, I don’t want nothing in return. Except some her time and all her love. That’s my concern.”

DAY SIX: “Like Magic, Like Magic, Like Magic. Gone! New Magic, New Magic, New Magic Wand.”

Words: 997, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Bleach (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Kuchiki Rukia, Kurosaki Ichigo, Hisagi Shuuhei, Abarai Renji, Yamada Hanatarou, Inoue Orihime

Relationships: Kuchiki Rukia/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Tags: Day three is a, Witch AU, long lost lovers magic type deal, Day four is a, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Smut (ish), rukia x everyone au, bisexual rukia, Face-Sitting, but ichigo is her fav, Day six is a, there are still hollows but also guns au?, Kurosaki Ichigo Needs a Hug, instead he gets rukia in a sexy nurse uniform with an ak

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#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #ichiruki

[hexpea]

Ch. 11 - Just a Time Skip

The year you spent at home was another period of time well worth it for your skills. Now on your own, you were able to develop your skills more: fail and then get back up again. You felt as though you had finally earned your first grade sorcerer status. You were going back to Tokyo proud of your accomplishments. 

This time, without your mother, you packed up your things and moved back to Tokyo - permanently. The minute you arrived on campus, you couldn't help but nearly sprint to your new apartment - your things already waiting there after being shipped from Haebaru. You had to pass the dorms to do so, paying a small glance to think of the memories of your high school days. But you were on to bigger and better things!

"Y/N!" You heard your name from afar as you put your first foot on the porch steps of the on-campus living. 

You turned your head to find Geto lightly jogging your way, dressed casually in a white t-shirt and sweatpants, hair completely down. You felt your heart skip a beat. 

"Suguru!" You smiled in greeting, relaxing your foot and bringing it back to normal position.

As soon as he caught up with you, he wasted no time bringing you into a hug - nearly smothering you with his arms around your neck. But you hugged back, happily and without hesitation. 

"Your hair grew out!" You laughed into his embrace, some of those wild, black strands accidentally getting into your mouth.

"How have you been? It's good to actually see you in person and not over FaceTime," he released you, your lungs filling with air once again with great relief.

"Great, I'm so happy to be home," you sighed, "what about you?"

"Ready to be your wingman again," he winked, "Gojo's been talking about you all day."

"He has?" You bit your bottom lip to hide your eager smile.

"Oh yeah," Geto nodded heavily while also leaning over to grab your single, wheeled suitcase. "Let's get you moved in!"

The two of you worked away a bit at getting you set up. You had your own furniture delivered, considering the apartments come completely empty, and Geto assisted with assembly. You made quite significant progress by the time sunset rolled around. That was when he finally appeared.

"Hello, hello!" Gojo greeted loudly as you were unpacking some dishes into a cabinet and Geto was knelt in your living area, working away at building your new Ikea coffee table. He had been trying his best not to get pissed off at the tiny Allen wrench.

"Took you long enough!" Geto scolded. "We're practically done."

"Sorry," he apologized sheepishly. You closed the cabinet you were working on and smiled over at him. You noticed right away that instead of his usual sunglasses, he was sporting a new, black headband. 

"That's new," you pointed out instead of greeting.

"More effective for combat," Gojo tugged on the silk fabric. "Any who," his sing-song-y voice shifted, "it's someone's twentieth birthday today!"

"Yep," you blushed.

"Shit," Geto hissed, "I actually forgot." He chuckled at himself.

"Wow..." Gojo lifted his brow, "shame on you, Sugu!" He then turned to position his body square in front of you. "You're twenty," you nodded excitedly, "so let's go out tonight."

"You mean, like, to a club?" You asked with a furrowed brow. 

"Yes!" Gojo answered quickly with an equal amount of excitement. "Let's go out, you can have your first drinks. It'll just be an all around good time."

"But you don't drink, Toru," Geto reminded his best friend. 

"Sometimes!" Gojo corrected. "And tonight's going to be one of those nights. Kujira Entertainment, I'll come get you at nine." He pointed a finger at you.

"Oh, and am I invited?" Geto asked with a bit of sass in his voice. 

"Of course, but you're your own ride," Gojo pointed a serious finger at Geto. "Just kidding!" He looked between the two of you one last time. "See you then!" He smiled and disappeared in the blink of an eye. 

With Gojo gone, you continued to unpack and enjoy light conversation with Geto. But the night's event stayed within the back of your mind. Should things go smoothly, this could be your night. But the issue was...you had no experience. You figured you'd surely embarrass yourself if you managed to spend your first night back in Tokyo in Gojo's apartment. There was only one thing you could do...

You and Geto finished unpacking around six, the sunset really getting its bearings at that point. Your heart was pounding in your chest after keeping your thoughts to yourself for too long. Geto stood in the genkan, about to slide on his shoes.

"Wait," you stopped him. Your heart felt as if it were some kind of tight knot in your chest. "You're coming tonight, right?"

"Of course," Geto smiled, flashing those beautiful, white teeth in your direction, "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Then you understand what tonight could mean for me, right?" You asked, this time a bit frantically.

"Yyeess," Geto drew out the word, still smiling but completely confused on where you were going with this. "You're nervous?"

"Well...you know..." you averted eye contact, "I've never done anything like this before."

"R-really?" Geto nearly choked on his spit with your answer. The subject matter was a bit tough for him considering who you were to him, lines beginning to blur emotionally whether he realized it or not.

"Well, I went to TJH. Do you really think I could've done anything with any of my classmates?" You laughed. Geto shrugged. "No, no, I didn't," you answered literally, realizing your teasing had no meaning to him. He had no prior knowledge of what your classmates were actually like besides the times he spent teasing them with Gojo.

"So you are nervous," Geto nodded, relaxing his body as he realized he might not be putting his shoes on. "Where are you going with this?"

"I..." you trailed off, feeling as if you could throw up your heart at any moment. Your skin felt the hottest it had ever gotten. "I don't know what I'm doing when it comes to that stuff. And I..." You took a deep breath. "I need to practice."

Geto stared at you blankly for a few seconds too long, blinking heavily. His forced silence made things feel even more tense for you than you'd like. "Practice," he repeated as a statement, "and what does that mean?"

"I need...practice," you repeated, this time with a bit more of a whiny tone. You were desperate for him to connect the dots. You didn't want to have to verbalize what you needed to say. Geto shook his head out of confusion. "I..." you started, voice immediately whispering to nearly inaudible, "want to practice on you."

Geto swallowed...hard...with your words. He knew what you were saying but at the same time he didn't understand. He looked about as you just stared at him, waiting for some kind of answer. It didn't come.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," you mumbled, "and it's not penetration!" You corrected yourself. "I've been...saving myself, so..." you trailed off. "I just need practice here," you pointed to your mouth. 

"Kissing?" Geto nervously answered, already knowing that's not what you meant. You shook your head in response. "Right...um..." he looked away from you.

"Like I said, feel free to say no," you reminded him urgently. 

"Well..." Geto mumbled. He then slowly lifted his head to meet your eyes. "What kind of wingman would I be, letting you go in without experience?"

#geto suguru #suguru geto #getou suguru #suguru getou #suguru geto x reader #suguru geto x you #suguru geto x y/n #geto suguru x y/n #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #suguru getou x you #suguru getou x reader #getou suguru x reader #getou suguru x y/n #getou suguru x you #suguru getou x y/n #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

[katsukys]

What am I watching? (1/?)

The Aquatope on White Sand; EP15 “The Great Sea Slug Debate”

#shiroi suna no aquatope #the aquatope on white sand #dailyanime #fymanganime #anisource #fyanimegifs #animangaladies #ssnaedit #* #waiw #misakino kukuru #miyazawa fuuka #haebaru chiyu #*gifs #*aquatope