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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀” 𝙊𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝
𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙧; 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙
𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙟𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙮. “ ——
𝖩𝖮𝖡 𝟥𝟩:𝟤𝟤.
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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐖𝑯𝘌𝘕 𝑡𝒽ℯ 𝖭𝖮𝖱𝖳𝖧 ——
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻.
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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

And though he stood alone, there was never anything missing in his stillness. Tōshirō Hitsugaya did not need the world to understand him. He needed only to endure it … frozen in the moment before everything 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑠.

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

The scripture folded neatly into the marrow of his being. The north. Majesty. Splendor so 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱 it made men shiver. He was not God, nut he was the cold. The arrival of consequence. The unmoving blade that falls after the pleading. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀” 𝙊𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝
𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙧; 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙
𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙟𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙮. “ ——
𝖩𝖮𝖡 𝟥𝟩:𝟤𝟤.
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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

He halted near a dead tree, its branches like broken ribs, reaching for a sky that would not answer. His eyes narrowed as if measuring the worth of the silence. And in that breathless moment, something ancient rang through him. The inevitability of what must be done. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

Even now, with nothing around but the half-choked wind and the quiet groan of distant ice, his spirit did not wander. His solitude was removal … anything but 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠. He walked as one whom time could not remember correctly. A child in name. A weapon in function. 𝖠 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

Tōshirō had always been a boy shaped by extremes … too young to wear that gaze, too old to be reborn in it. Winter——had simply revealed him. Like a sword beneath snow, like judgment beneath mercy. His steps did not disturb the ground; they warned it. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

Gray like bruised silver, their underbellies swollen with unwept weather. The world had forgotten warmth, or perhaps warmth had forgotten it, retreating at the edges of his presence. Breath low and thin, almost invisible against the cold, but 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦———like a ghost mourning its own heartbeat. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

He looked as if he had been carved into existence with the singular purpose of outlasting time, not merely living through it. He 𝒘𝒂𝒔 the boundary between stillness and collapse. Above him, clouds gathered with a kind of ceremonial gravity. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

Tōshirō Hitsugaya stood still—
snow unfallen yet, frost already
𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔.

The silence wasn’t absence but judgment. That brittle quiet before a storm that had no intention of ending. His ice-sharp and moon-washed gaze did not flicker. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 5

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐖𝑯𝘌𝘕 𝑡𝒽ℯ 𝖭𝖮𝖱𝖳𝖧 ——
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻.
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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 2

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𝐻𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒆 ᯽
𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖬𝖮𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖫𝖲: 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗻——
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 ? • • •
大紅蓮氷輪丸
#BLEACHRP, #MVRP.
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𝖞𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐮 . @haguroonna.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ bro SQUARE UP ON DESKTOP

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠. @gurimujo.bsky.social · Jul 3

// Don’t even know where my phone at 💔

⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ Try me

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ ?? Nigga what are you on rn 😭😭

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠. @gurimujo.bsky.social · Jul 3

// Don’t even know where my phone at 💔

⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ Try me

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ Try me

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠. @gurimujo.bsky.social · Jul 3

// I’ll really fk Toshiro up while we otp

⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ I don’t think most realize how much i actually love toshiro’s character to be honest. can’t wait to cook as him, i only have a tiny bit experience when it comes to actually writing him though.

⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

/ I don’t think most realize how much i actually love toshiro’s character to be honest. can’t wait to cook as him, i only have a tiny bit experience when it comes to actually writing him though.

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 3

He watched from beneath the overhang of shadow and frost, arms folded, gaze sharpened not by interest but by scrutiny. Each of Zaraki’s swings—𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑙, 𝑤𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠—cut the air like a beast learning its name. Hitsugaya said nothing. He measured violence in stillness, dissected rage in silence.

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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝗬Ō𝗞𝗔𝗜. @serration.bsky.social · Jul 3

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Two hands grip the hilt, an iron promise that the blade will not betray him. A promise of control, the purest version of murder a nodachi can offer with Ona’s ghost in his grip. That’s where killing becomes art, a form meant to end lives in a single motion.

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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝗬Ō𝗞𝗔𝗜. @serration.bsky.social · Dec 16

更木剣八.
Eʟᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐈𝗡𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗗, PEÉRLESS NAME
BEFORE C͟O͟U͟N͟T͟L͟E͟S͟S͟ 𝓒⛤𝙈𝘽𝘼𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙎...𝖎𝖙
HAS 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝐛𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝑻𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃.

#BLEACHRP ブリーチ

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ᅠ ✞. @emperor-doom.bsky.social · Nov 6

𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 the ⒷLOOD ⠀ on 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ⠀ as you slay ⠀ ⠀ an old god.

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 2

An eternal winter locked inside fragile bones, a coldness forged not from cruelty but from the unbearable clarity of duty. His soul, sharpened by isolation, bore the frostbite of command; a somber waltz with solitude, where every step was traced in frost and shadow. ᯽

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⠀⠀ ❅ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝔱𝔬𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬. @frostreign.bsky.social · Jul 2

The air around him was a shard of winter’s breath. Crisp, unforgiving, and sharp enough to rend the silence that dared linger. Toshiro Hitsugaya stood aloof, a frozen sentinel etched in alabaster frost, eyes narrowed beneath brows that barely betrayed the weight of a thousand storms. ᯽

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𝓱𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐥. @reinahueco.bsky.social · May 9

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𝐇͟𝐀͟𝐑͟𝐑͟𝐈͟𝐁͟𝐄͟𝐋͟ . 𝕿𝑰𝑬𝑹 .
ind . sel . priv . mdni .
#BLEACHRP
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠. @gurimujo.bsky.social · Jan 1

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