Remember when ichiruki was the base of bleach? And a lot of people were disappointed with the ending and non-shippers who are youtubers were disappointed that they didn't end up together? (Smh that was a wild ride)
remember when bleach ended and posts anti-bleach got 20k notes :’)
remember when the last volume got a 2 star rating :’)
remember when the ending caused massive dragging of kubo and bleach on all platforms and some IH’s were the only ones defending him (even WSJ threw him under the bus) :’)
remember when antis insisted that ichiruki was dead yet we continued to be even stronger :’)
our queen and heroine Kuchiki Rukia in some pink-ish/pastel-ish version of her bankai.
while drawing this (sorry for crappy lineart and simple-as-fuck background) i tought how Ichigo would react if he saw Rukia in this state…
so yeah, here’s my first (and i think not last) drabble-ish ichiruki fanfiction. i want to say sorry for my small dictionary, but anyway… enjoy, my friends!
also dedicated to my love @nekoshi-chan
untilted, 165 words
he din’t know, how to feel. is he proud? astonished? speechless because of how beautiful and calm she is?
she didn’t see him - her eyes shut and head down, her zanpakutō was held in her delicate, pale hands as confident as when she trasferred her own power into him. little ice drops were dancing in air, surrounding her.
she didn’t move, just like a statue of a beautiful, ice goddess. his goddess. his queen. she was everything to him.
so delicate and graceful, but powerful and dangerous. Ichigo glared at her, when she suddenly opened her eyes - her beautiful purple eyes turnet light violet, lashes were covered in snow and ice.
Rukia looked ahead and raised zanpakutō very gently. her face was full in determination, but fearless.
he didn’t know what she wanted to do, he was afraid she could harm herself. her body seemed so fragile…
but when he heard her voice, he stopped his breath for a while.