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‍ ‍ Even cherry blossoms fall with style. Why should a captain do less. 𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡-𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗜 𝟭𝟯 。 #BLEACHRP
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— a single monarch of the abyss, watching over an empire that would never truly see him.

For tonight, their king did not move.
October 8, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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— The city roared in its silence, its towers humming with the fever of civilization, its arteries lit by the pulse of neon dreams. He watched it all, to him, the noise of the world had become a whisper, the march of mortals a passing tremor beneath his feet —
October 8, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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— Jin-Woo’s gaze drifted through the neon mist, toward the horizon where light and shadow bled into one another, neither pure enough to conquer the other. The wind rose, carrying with it the scent of rain and machinery—an urban incense that whispered of progress and decay alike —
October 8, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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July 4, 2025 at 2:11 AM
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───── To take it in. Reminding his hands they still knew how to cradle something alive and voluntarily straddling his collapse. “ Mm … you always did have a cruel tongue, Lisa.
Sharp enough to wake the dead—or worse ───── me. ”

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July 4, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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This isn’t adolescent lust ───── the emotional undercurrent of his grip found the swell of her rear, claiming every inch the skirt tried to veil, his thumb curled inward toward the cleft, settling just above it. He drew her weight down harder onto his hips, to feel it all.

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July 4, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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to the edge of the sheets beside him. He needed the grounding.

“ You know, if you ride a dead man long enough, he might forget he’s meant ───── to stay still. ”

Everything here felt of a man rediscovering sensation, as if the world outside the bed no longer matters.

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July 4, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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at her hips teasing the border of intention pooling in soft folds over his lower stomach. He could feel her ───── bare thighs frame him, bracketing his waist and the suggestion of her hips ───── where they met the low slope of his pelvis. Shunsui let his hand drift—backward, barely

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July 4, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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“ I’ve always asked myself who
would sit by my grave ───── the longest. Never thought about ───── who’d keep my body warm until I laid there. ”

Her skirt rode up as she shifted, the practiced motion of someone who knew exactly how to place herself. The fabric gathered

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July 4, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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dipped closer, barely. Enough that he could feel the rise and fall of her against him. The scent of skin unperfumed, makes Shunsui’s response folds seamlessly into the moment. “ You’ve got a unique way of caring. ” The faintest glint of tired humor passed through his lashes.

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July 4, 2025 at 1:00 AM