“Hello, my name is [X],” says the person, who is not named [X] “I’m here on behalf of [Y],” xe was not here on behalf of [Y] “I look forward to working with you!”

In actuality, of course, not-[X] was here to rob the place.

“Are you giving up?” xe asks and it’s like being hit in the gut.

Give up. Give up. After everything- all ze’s lost, everything that’s-

You think I’d give up? I’ve given everything. I’ve lost- [Y] died for this. I can’t stop here! This cannot be the end.

“No.” ze responds “No, of course not.”

“Look, I know it’s hard to believe that I’m trying to help you-”

“Downright impossible, really.”

“But right now I am the only person keeping you alive.”

“Pretty sure I do a fine job of keeping myself alive, actually.”

“There are people trying to kill you-”

“I grew up in the Court, you think I can’t handle myself? You think I don’t know how this works, me and you, right here? You aren’t here to save me, dipshit, and you’re even stupider if you think I don’t know that.”

The orc seems much bigger now that xe’s looming directly over the rogue. The rogue, who knows exactly no fear, looms back.

Well, as much as a 5′3″ twink in black leather can loom anyway. The orc looks at zir like xe’s some kind of baby chick doing something especially adorable.

The rogue squints. Broadens zir stance. Looms harder.

The ‘I’m looking at something cute’ expression grows stronger.

“The only reason I’m not going to kill you,” hisses the vigilante “is because i need to know what you’ve done with the rest of the children.”

Xe’s been working hard on taking down a child trafficking ring for the last few months. Rescuing shipments. Stealing information.

It wasn’t enough.

Which is why xe’s here. In the middle of an empty room, pinning a guard to the ground, being watched by nine pairs of wide little eyes.

Xir slight frame and adorable face meant that xe was able to pass as a youngin and end up in the next shipment. Xir aggresive personality means things went pear shaped and now xe’s gotta. Break out. Take the kids. And find the rest of them. All dressed in a cotton t shirt and shorts with no weapons but what xe can scavenge.

Bleach prompts

In the wastes of Hueco Mundo there lives a little child. with a head made of bone and a body of chitinous armor, Xe was probably human once, but is now only a monster.

It’s your sworn duty as a shinigami to eradicate any hollow threat. 

you can’t kill a child

You must

The entire Seiretei is on alert after another hollowification incident occurred. Technically, you’re supposed to. You know. Find and kill the hollowified shinigami.

“Okay,” you whisper to your sleeping friends (or what’s left of them) “Stay here. I think I know someone who can help.”

You have to find Urahara.

“Exactly what is going on here?”

“Uh,”

“We’re summoning ghosts using a ouija board.”

“Okay, but why is Kurosaki moving the planchette around.”

“Inside joke.”

“I’m bleeding.”

“That’s just something that happens at your age- Oh my god what happened to your eyes.”

“I’m bleeding!”

“Actually this is perfectly normal for a half-hollow at your age-”

I’m bleeding! Out of my eyes!”

In the wastes of Hueco Mundo there lives a little child, with a head made of bone and a body of chitinous armor. Xe was probably human once, but is now only a monster.

It’s your sworn duty as a shinigami to eradicate any hollow threat.

you can’t kill a child

You must

The entire Seiretei is on alert after another hollowification incident occurred. Technically, you’re supposed to. You know. Find and kill the hollowified shinigami.

“Okay,” you whisper to your sleeping friends (or what’s left of them) “Stay here. I think I know someone who can help.”

You have to find Urahara.

“Exactly what is going on here?”

“Uh,”

“We’re summoning ghosts using a ouija board.”

“Okay, but why is Kurosaki moving the planchette around.”

“Inside joke.”

“I’m bleeding.”

“That’s just something that happens at your age- Oh my god what happened to your eyes.”

“I’m bleeding!”

“Actually this is perfectly normal for a half-hollow at your age-”

I’m bleeding! Out of my eyes!”

Breathe in. Exhale. Breathe.

Are you in here? Are you thinking? Hello, witchling. Breathe.

Do you feel the rain? Do you feel the lightning? There is thunder behind your eyes.

Do you know what this is? Do you know where you are? Hello witchling. Hello.

This is the cry of a newborn babe, left by a rivers bed. This is the screaming of a thousand cicadas at night. This is the endless expanse of the night sky on a dark moon. This isn’t magick. Do you know where you are?

Breathe, witchling. I am not here to harm you.

The cougar kills the deer. The moose tramples the coyote. I am here, offering you a hand. Do you know where you are?

Coil the yarn. Snip the string. Pour the wax into a candle mold. Move your hands, witchling. Breathe.

Hello witchling. Do you know where you are? Do you remember?

This is the dark of a mothers womb. This is the warmth of the heart of a star. The cold expanse of a melting tundra. This is the end. This is the beginning.

Set aside your knitting, put away your paintbrush. Look. This is the un-made, the forever end. This is not magick.

Why did you wander here, witchling? How did you find your way here? No- eyes on me. There is no way to leave this place. You have walked too far.

The chicks follow the duck. The cat eats the pigeon. You are not preparing dinner; you are here, at every beginning and at every end. This is not a magick place.

Come with me.

The whole idea of soulmarks is that they’re there to tell you about the most important person in your life. They’re supposed to indicate the most important conversation you’ll ever have with your soulmate (a lot of people have ‘I love you’. A lot of people have ‘I need to tell you something’. A lot of people have ‘I’m seeing someone else’.)

That’s all well and good, except it still doesn’t explain why xe has titties in blocky, uneven script over xir sternum. Right in between xir titties.

The whole idea of soulmarks is that they’re there to tell you about the most important person in your life. They’re supposed to indicate the most important conversation you’ll ever have with your soulmate (a lot of people have ‘I love you’. A lot of people have ‘I need to tell you something’. A lot of people have ‘I’m seeing someone else’.)

That’s all well and good, except it still doesn’t explain why xe has titties in blocky, uneven script over xir sternum. Right in between xir titties.