BLEACH [12 tortures] don't over-estimate your capabilities
Title: Juice&Cream
Torture: Whipped - July 6th
Author: Machinatio
Word Count: 326
Warnings: Moi trying very hard at humour ._.
“AHAHAHAHAHA”
“URGHHHHHHHHH”
Ichigo burst into laughter as Rukia got shot with a jet of orange fizzy liquid, right between the eyes. It was truly a sight to behold. After all, it wasn’t everyday that he, the typical victim, outwitted the mastermind of all evil ploys, and changed the trickster into the tricked.
Rukia was furious. Never had she felt so infuriated with this…this...idiot scum of a strawberry! She had just swallowed a whole bucket full worth of pride when she asked him how to open the soda can. And now she was, further humiliated after having to ask for assistance. The sweet liquid stung her eyes and choked her when it traveled up her nose. The rest of the liquid clung to her hair or dripped down onto her precious yellow chappy dress.
Ichigo was too wrapped up in his world of satisfaction to notice Rukia wallowing in self-pity and revenge when she ignored him for the rest of the week.
“AHAHAHAHAHA”
“URGHHHHHHHHH”
Rukia cried tears of joy at the perfect candid photo of Ichigo’s face that had disappeared under sprays of snowy white cream. It was truly a sight to behold. After this, he should finally understand his place and whom he was up against, he the gullible commoner against her the deceiving trickster queen.
Ichigo was in anguish. Never had he been so annoyed by this…this…pain-in-his-neck vermin of a…a…her! He was so full of himself over his success, and forgot to watch his back. And now here he was, further humiliated after boasting countless times during the week how he had outwitted the trickster queen. The fluffy whipped cream filled his entire mouth and choked him. It covered his face like it was some wedding icing cake, leaving holes only for the eyes and nose. It almost felt like facial wash, only a thousand times the amount his sisters would normally use.
So after everything, Rukia was still the sly trickster queen and Ichigo still the helpless apprentice.
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When I first saw this theme, I was all “must have whipped cream!” xD For: “Never had he been so annoyed by this…this…pain-in-his-neck vermin of a…a…her! I couldn’t think of something that would suit her (death would have been weird in this context), but nothing can ever come near to describe Rukia’s countless personalities after all =P.
Hope you enjoyed the fic! Critics are encouraged to help me improve! Thank you! =D
Comment on my other 12 torture fics?
Torture: Whipped - July 6th
Author: Machinatio
Word Count: 326
Warnings: Moi trying very hard at humour ._.
“AHAHAHAHAHA”
“URGHHHHHHHHH”
Ichigo burst into laughter as Rukia got shot with a jet of orange fizzy liquid, right between the eyes. It was truly a sight to behold. After all, it wasn’t everyday that he, the typical victim, outwitted the mastermind of all evil ploys, and changed the trickster into the tricked.
Rukia was furious. Never had she felt so infuriated with this…this...idiot scum of a strawberry! She had just swallowed a whole bucket full worth of pride when she asked him how to open the soda can. And now she was, further humiliated after having to ask for assistance. The sweet liquid stung her eyes and choked her when it traveled up her nose. The rest of the liquid clung to her hair or dripped down onto her precious yellow chappy dress.
Ichigo was too wrapped up in his world of satisfaction to notice Rukia wallowing in self-pity and revenge when she ignored him for the rest of the week.
“AHAHAHAHAHA”
“URGHHHHHHHHH”
Rukia cried tears of joy at the perfect candid photo of Ichigo’s face that had disappeared under sprays of snowy white cream. It was truly a sight to behold. After this, he should finally understand his place and whom he was up against, he the gullible commoner against her the deceiving trickster queen.
Ichigo was in anguish. Never had he been so annoyed by this…this…pain-in-his-neck vermin of a…a…her! He was so full of himself over his success, and forgot to watch his back. And now here he was, further humiliated after boasting countless times during the week how he had outwitted the trickster queen. The fluffy whipped cream filled his entire mouth and choked him. It covered his face like it was some wedding icing cake, leaving holes only for the eyes and nose. It almost felt like facial wash, only a thousand times the amount his sisters would normally use.
So after everything, Rukia was still the sly trickster queen and Ichigo still the helpless apprentice.
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When I first saw this theme, I was all “must have whipped cream!” xD For: “Never had he been so annoyed by this…this…pain-in-his-neck vermin of a…a…her! I couldn’t think of something that would suit her (death would have been weird in this context), but nothing can ever come near to describe Rukia’s countless personalities after all =P.
Hope you enjoyed the fic! Critics are encouraged to help me improve! Thank you! =D
Comment on my other 12 torture fics?