Challenge Announcement!

[gypsygrrl420]

Challenge is Closed!Thank you to all who participated, and great work! We (the mods) will be voting on our favorites over the next few days (to a week) and will post our selections for your vote sometime this weekend. As usual, a compiled list of sentences will be posted here as well, for your reading pleasure. Feel free to continue commenting each

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[gypsygrrl420]

Twilight

Izuru, G

[ceestar]

Kira Izuru was the young, admirable, well spoken leader of the 3rd Divison; by day he was always working hard, found either in his office, around his barracks or guest lecturing at the Academy- but by that twilight moment when day melds into night, he would be found at the usual bar, with his usual friends (several other leaders of the Gotei 13), drinking like no tomorrow.

Re: Vampire AU, Shuuhei, Kensei, PG-13

[gypsygrrl420]

Erm, this was funny, but it's more than one sentence.

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photograph(s)

Izuru, Nanao, Rangiku G

[ceestar]

Ever since the (failed) campaign of photographing the men of the Gotei 13 and selling their pictures for profit ended, Izuru realised that the 8th Division Lieutenant could not so much as look him the eye; when he asked Rangiku about the matter, his heart nearly stopped at her answer- "I never did see Nanao destroy those photos."

Re: Izuru, Nanao, Rangiku G

[slipstreme]

I don't blame her. ^.^

They would make an awfully cute couple too.

Pre-RenBya, ha ha [au] Rukia (Hisana)

[lyingfiend]

The first time he saw her was on the stained glass wall of an independent studio located in a lost part of town, large eyes beguiling, deep-violet, alight with life, Lolita, and it made him angry; when it was the second time he had already bought her and wanted to see her work: under the watery light of a single dangling bulb he walked the plank into his past and memory dragged him under, ocean filled his lungs and it was difficult to breathe and to keep himself from choking, "Shoot her," in that impassive voice again and again from all sides and all angles in familiar poses and unimaginable with legs uncrossed and spread wide until the film ran out with her dignity and the model's face looked wan and too faint for her usual spunk and began to truly resemble the object he wanted represented; the photographer stood by mutely, strong jaw clenched, each command embedded as a silver bullet stops up the pathway of truth to his heart bleeding forth tainted resolve and climbing resentment, until she was stolen away from him and the dead

[gypsygrrl420]

opiate

Kensei/Shuuhei

[gypsygrrl420]

He was like a fuckin' drug, a smokey-sweet poison slipping through his veins and clouding his mind until things like can't and shouldn't and won't became can and should and will and everything else became hazy and distant and unimportant as he succumbed to the addiction of long sleek limbs, midnight hair and feline eyes the exact shade of secret pools that he would gladly drown himself in over and over until there was nothing left of the man he had been.

Re: Kensei/Shuuhei

[ms_legerdemain]

*happy sigh* Oh, I love this. In conjunction with that icon, it is smoking hot. xD Well, it would be smoking hot anyway, but that icon reminds me just how damn sexy my Shuuhei is.

Re: Kensei/Shuuhei

[gypsygrrl420]

I'm glad you like it!

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oblivion

Hisagi, G

[ceestar]

Shuuhei grunted as he tightened his Lieutenant's badge a little too tightly (it always loosened throughout the day anyway) and he looked at the symbol on his leadership in the mirror- the elegant number nine he'd been chasing all his life stood boldly about the elegant division flower; Shuuhei wondered, now that his soul belonged to the 9th Division, how long would it take, before oblivion claimed the rest of him.

Re: Hisagi, G

[gypsygrrl420]

Very nice! (You don't have to put the rating. The only thing we ask is warnings for possible triggery material).

Kensei/Shuuhei (con't from 'Opiate')

[gypsygrrl420]

The white poppy of the 9th symbolized oblivion, and for decades Shuuhei had unknowingly allowed himself to be unraveled bit-by-bit by Tousen until he barely remembered who he had been before; Muguruma-taicho's sudden reappearance and subsequent reinstatement to the Goeti's ranks had led him to think that maybe he could reclaim what he had lost, but he soon realized (impaled on the thick length of the Vizard's cock and at the mercy of those greedy hands and voracious mouth) that he had forgotten one very important fact...Kensei had been the captain of the 9th long before Tousen, and 'oblivion' was etched into his very core.

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sin

Hisagi/Kira, PG

[ceestar]

He'd gone against becoming head of his family, he'd gone against the arranged marriage his family had set him, he'd gone against the very idea of even marrying a woman and to this day, Izuru would go and apologise for the stress he had caused his now deceased parents- but his heart was not in his words, because damn if Shuuhei's taste, his body, his love was a sin... then Izuru would gladly face the demons of hell to keep sinning.

Gin/Izuru

[blue_eyesgirl]

Sin is what this has to be-, Izuru thought as nails and teeth bit into his skin, courtesy of the fox above him whose hard thrusts had interrupted his thoughts and ripped his sense from him, no Gin had already done that the moment he'd saved the blonde all that time ago and the newly instated lieutenant didn't regret it for a moment; he'd happily loose sense for just a little more sin.

Urahara, vampire!Shuuhei

[gypsygrrl420]

He didn't regret creating the device that had allowed Aizen to nearly destroy two worlds and thousands of lives (that had destroyed the lives of eight captains and vice captains), nor did he lose sleep over turning the half-grown, half-human child of one of his oldest and dearest friends into a weapon to be used against the madman who thought he could be a god, not even when he had to bear witness to that same boy skirting the very edge of madness in the weeks and months following Aizen's defeat...Soul Society had long been stagnating, rotting from the inside out (much like Rome and Byzantium and the Imperial China of the human world had done), and he couldn't regret the steps he had taken to lance the festering heart at its center; in light of his success--a new, better Soul Society that had risen from the ashes of the old, led by men and women who looked to the future instead of the ancient traditions of the past--there was only one thing he regretted, one sin he could not (would not) absolve himself of, borne not from careful