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Lupine -o- love will find a way where wolves fear to prey Lord Byron -o- There were humans who called them shapeshifters. They were those who held at least the tiniest ounce of respect for them and their powers. Then there were those who called them monsters, beasts, and various other names. They were those who feared them and wanted them dead. They themselves called their race Lupines, much like the creatures they could change into. Contrary to most people's belief their actual bodies didn't change. It was merely their soul that was dragged into the open, the shape of a wolf, for the world to see. They didn't lose their sanity. The

We Are Broken -o- "Where the fuck is that idiot! I can't believe he makes me worry for his safety! Did he fall asleep somewhere after exterminating that low-ass hollow or something! ARGH!" Kuchiki Rukia was stomping through the streets of Karakura, immensely livid at the orange-haired daikô who had gone AWOL after chasing a low-ranking hollow halfway across town and not returning even after more than an hour had went by. The rustling of fabric alerted the shinigami towards an alley leading towards the city park, a snarl forming around her lips. "Asshole, don't you dare play hide and seek with me!" With an indignant "hmpf" she followe

Betray Me, Kill Me, Save Me -o- You know, the mayor has said several times before that, while we can't change the past, we can learn from the past Ron Huberman -o- Go: White Fishes and Slayed Moon -o- -It wasn't like we were friends – we were more like sensei and apprentice- 330 years prior, Squad 13 Grounds "Aw, it's useless, I just can't hear that creepy guy's name." The orange-haired teenager pouted and threw his sealed sword across the meadow he was sitting on, crossing his arms over his chest. The white-haired Captain some feet away sighed in a tired fashion. Why am I doing this again? He blinked, another sigh. Because he

Request: When It Rains -o- Metal bent. Glass broke. Bones cracked apart. And souls died. -o- And when it rains In this side of town it touches everything -o- "Hm?" The blond male turned around, his daughter's hand clutched firmly in his rough, calloused one as he stared easily over the heads of the crowd around, the arm around his wife's waist tightened slightly as he spotted black clothing in the far distance, a vast contrast to the colorful people about. A frown marred his tanned features. "Shinigami?" His wife had an arm around his waist in return, and hers tightened just the same. "Let's get out of here quickly." "Lucia, come

Misguided Ghosts -o- She hadn't come to Karakura Town ever since. -o- I'm going away for a while -o- The rain was pounding heavily on him as he was leaning against the trunk of a tree, dull, brown eyes staring dimly at the surface of the roaring, black river. -o- But I'll be back, don't try to follow me -o- His orange strands of hair were clinging to his head, the water running in his eyes. -o- 'cause I'll return as soon as possible -o- "Leave me alone." The woman hadn't even started to speak when his cold reply pierced through the cold, moist night air, the words stung as she visibly jerked back by the icy quality in his voice

Moonless Sky -o- the most important things are the hardest to say they are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish your feelings words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out Stephen King -o- "Here's your espresso, Mr. Kurosaki." The man in question glanced up from his notebook, the stewardess smiling at him as she put the cup of coffee on the small table in front of him. He smiled back. "Thanks." With that he looked back down on the scrap book, his pencil tapping on the top paper idly. "What'cha doing?" Without even looking Ichigo knew his drummer,