( i'm drawn to you )

[ It's late, and outside the stars are already out, moon casting light through the window of Ichigo's room as a certain short blond pushes aside the frame. One leg's already inside, the other soon following it, and he's trying to be as quiet as possible, but when you have one leg made of steel joints, it tends to creak something awful. At least it' ( Read more... )

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[ There are few things that Ed enjoys in life more than a warm, hot bath. And really, he can't be blamed, the way heated water eases the stress on his muscles and joints caused by his limbs making it possible for him to relax. It's calming too, making his usual demeanor soften, and allowing him to reflect on the better parts of his day, rather than ( Read more... )

( if there's a fucking problem with the fucks in this fucking song, you can fucking edit them out for the god damn radio )

[ This is ridiculous. Of course, Ed hadn't expected Kiyoha to be so determined in getting him into all this stupid finery, but she did. Why did he give in? Because with all these acres of silk wrapped around this new body, hair done up in some bizarre fashion typical of Ukiyo (were all the sticks and danglies really necessary?), it's a bit hard to ( Read more... )

( military uniforms? too mainstream )

[ It's mid-day, sometime between Kiyoha's many engagements, and Ed's making his way towards the market to pick up a few items he'll need. After over a month in Ukiyo, he's gotten used to the feel of wooden sandals under his feet as they clack against cobbles as well as the strange and restrictive feel of a yukata. This time, at least, he's managed ( Read more... )

( what am i doing )

( apprivoise )