Kyouraku Shunsui, Captain of the 8th Division of the Gotei 13 was a well-known patron of the red light district of Soul Society. The younger son of one of the most respectable families, it seemed he had made it his duty to sink their expectations of him.

There was something so intriguing about the sights and smells of the place.  Despair never dared ( Read more... )

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It was safe to say that a mob of zombies was the last thing Orihime expected to see at an island resort, particularly one that was run by the hotel. It was hard to wrap her mind around it all -- seeing zombies in the sunlight, particularly, smelling of rotten meat and coconut suntan oil -- so she didn't try. The fact of the matter was that there ( Read more... )

Tsukishima was used to always being in control over every situation he entered. If he entered one of the rare scenarios which he had not planned himself, he quickly took the reigns anyway, either through his quiet charming confidence or by the sheer force of his power- subtly or otherwise ( Read more... )

A hotel to take a vacation from the hotel? Orihime wasn't entirely sure what to think about that. It would be nice to get away for a bit, especially after the previous haunting of her floor, and admittedly she'd always wanted to see what it was like to vacation somewhere warm and tropical. So why not? She was in! She packed a suitcase with ( Read more... )

Another ghastly creature howled with rage and pain, split in two from Orihime's spirit attack, before it faded into wisps of black smoke. For a time she remained tense, hands clenched into fists with Tsubaki hovering aggressively near her shoulder. When it became clear that there were no other paranormal entities ready to pounce, she relaxed, ( Read more... )

"Mmmmmmmngh..."

Orihime grimaced with discomfort, folding her arms tightly across her chest as she left her room. She wasn't sick, that much she knew, but she wasn't feeling so great. Her breasts seemed to have swollen up considerably, straining against the confines of her bra in a way that was almost painful. And since going without a bra wasn ( Read more... )

And people said that airplanes were boring ( Read more... )

( To: Ayasegawa Yumichika From: The Hotel Staff )

The world, in spirit and in the physical, changed so suddenly one day. So many lives altered, so many positions shifted about. Hitsugaya somehow found himself in the very position Aizen had been trying to secure--a state of Godhood. It wasn't anything he ever asked for, not even close, and yet...here he was ( Read more... )