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[X] Of the future. What lay beyond the next day. The lodestone guiding you through the tempest, and the fear that you may be guided in different directions. That victory could defeat your love. Hope.

It is hope that gets us through the night.

Also huh, wonder how Rose is still alive
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
[X] Of the past. The things neither of you shared before. The world without each other. The ugly yesterdays in the shadow of today. The realities you don't speak about that sometimes show in a glance. Change.

Be open. Be vulnerable. Be flawed, and yet so in love anyways. No more secrets, not here as we stand in the moment between the calm and the storm.

Remember what we were, and how we've changed, and how much we mean to each other.
 
"We should trust Rukia," Orihime says with a wise nod. "She wouldn't do this if she didn't have a plan."

"Thank you, Orihime," you say with relief.

"After that time she snuck out of Ichigo's house thinking it'd be better if she nobly and quietly sacrificed herself and nearly everyone died and Soul Society imploded because of it, she'll have learned to think twice before grandstanding like this!"

"Thank you Orihime," you hiss.
Old Man Genocide can learn a thing or two about spitting fire from you, Orihime.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.

Let's hope that a reconstituted Captain won't put a premature damper on the girls' sneaking mission.
 
Number nine was obliterated though. Unless the octava managed to create some sort of clone thing from the remains.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
[X] Of the past. The things neither of you shared before. The world without each other. The ugly yesterdays in the shadow of today. The realities you don't speak about that sometimes show in a glance. Change.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.

The past is a cassette of film, worn by dust and light. The future is a spreading web, with no reason in it's meaning.
More seriously, Bleach is a world where the past and future ARE fluid, as shown by Tsukishima and Ywhach. Only the present is set in stone, as the rest can be altered by those with the power to do so. Additionally, the state of the past is beyond OUR influence, and we have already extracted meaning from it. Dwelling too much on what could have been is going to be distracting. Conversely, the future is a dream right now, and relies solely on what we can accomplish NOW.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
I loved this interpretation of Sode no Shirayuki. For awhile I was like, "Damn Rukia, treating your zanpakutou like that is just cold." But then it got further and I was like, "Oh yeah, Rukia's attitude is totally understandable." I didn't vote for this fight, but to be honest I'm glad it won.

[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
"This is dumb," Hiyori says, "but not as dumb as Rukia deciding to fight two goons when she could have fought just the one, so really, what the hell. Why not?"
Ah, I see how it is. One dumb decision justifies another, less dumb decision.

But then two dumb decisions justify a third dumb decision that is less dumb than both previous dumb decisions put together.

And thus the sum of dumb decisions having been made grows, dumb decision after dumb decision, allowing for dumber and dumber decisions to be made.

It's dumb decisions all the way down from here.

Like breaking stealth to yell at someone.
 
[X] Of the past. The things neither of you shared before. The world without each other. The ugly yesterdays in the shadow of today. The realities you don't speak about that sometimes show in a glance. Change.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made real through violence. Need.
 
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"After that time she snuck out of Ichigo's house thinking it'd be better if she nobly and quietly sacrificed herself and nearly everyone died and Soul Society imploded because of it, she'll have learned to think twice before grandstanding like this!"

This burn was so hot Rukia retroactively got ice powers just to freeze herself from its effects.
 
[X] Of the past. The things neither of you shared before. The world without each other. The ugly yesterdays in the shadow of today. The realities you don't speak about that sometimes show in a glance. Change.
 
[X] Of the present. The fragile sensation of holding each other's hands as everything else comes apart. Fear and trust intermingled. Pride in raising others to a righteous purpose, guilt that in the end your dreams can only be made
 
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