another day.

hot water from the shower beckoned to her and she heeded the call. She broke her gaze away from the mirror and disrobed. Her curvaceous figure quickly got into the shower. The cascading water felt wondrous as it drenched her cool corium. A sigh of content slipped from her parted lips. So began »

bed. Her shower was calling her name.
⠀ Rangiku slid out of bed languidly and shuffled toward the bathroom. She turned the shower on and turned to face the woman in the mirror. The lieutenant let out a sigh, fingers touching her cheek just below her eye. She looked as horrible as she felt.
⠀ The »

⠀ The morning rays peeked through the drawn curtains. Rangiku stirred. Her eyes fluttered open and she sat up with a groan. Her eyes were still red and puffy from crying herself to sleep. A sad but regular occurrence these days.
⠀ She ran a hand through her disheveled locks before slipping out of »

day. Well, as ready as she could be. Her pounding headache had retreated to a dull ache and her stomach grumbled. With one final look at her reflection in the mirror she put on her usual cheery facade before slipping out the door.

already off to a less than stellar start. Rangiku groaned as she slid out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. She started the shower and stripped bare. The hot water was refreshing, slightly easing her headache as the steam began to build around her.
⠀ She showered and dressed, ready for the »

⠀ The buxom beauty stirred from her alcohol induced slumber. Eyes fluttered open. The sunlight which filtered in through the window was a bit too bright for her taste. Her head throbbed as she rose to a seated position. Face cradled in her palm, still groggy.
⠀ Another day had begun and was »

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⠀ a plot driven portrayal of Rangiku Matsumoto from Tite Kubo’s Bleach™

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ detailed • literate

⠀ dark themes will be present: trauma, alcohol abuse, violence, language, & some sexual content

⠀ novella — single ship w/chem
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ #BLEACHRP • #MVRP

trembled and her body shook. Within seconds she was sobbing all over again. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks like a river.
⠀ The cycle continued until she finally fell asleep, hugging Gin’s white haori.
⠀ She was broken. Broken beyond repair.

of sake. The burn of the alcohol traveling down her throat set her raw and strained gullet aflame, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. He was gone. And she was hanging on by a fraying thread.
⠀ That handsome and shit-eating grin of his flashed through her mind again. Her shoulders »

since Gin died at the hands of Aizen Sōsuke. Yet, the pain of losing him hadn’t diminished in the slightest. It was still as fresh as the day he took his last breath. He haunted her daydreams and nightmares. She longed to hold him once more, to kiss him one more time.
⠀ Rangiku downed another cup »

to Gin for safe keeping had died with him. All that remained was an emptiness. One she couldn’t hope to fill even if she had a million bottles of the finest sake in the universe.
⠀ So, here she was, night after night, sobbing until her throat was raw and her eyes as red as ruby’s. Years had passed »

about her. She had enough alcohol for herself and all of misery’s company. But, not matter how much she looked for comfort at the bottom of each bottle, it eluded her.
⠀ She wore a well crafted facade when she was around others. But, alone, she sank into heartache and despair. The heart she gave »

⠀ They say misery loves company. Rangiku couldn’t agree more. In delicate fingers she held a small dish filled to the brim with sake. She sat crossed legged on the floor. Her auburn tresses cascaded down her back and shoulders. Red, puffy eyes stared absently at the pile of empty bottles strewn »

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⠀
⠀ a plot driven portrayal of Rangiku Matsumoto from Tite Kubo’s Bleach™

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ detailed • literate

⠀ dark themes will be present: trauma, alcohol abuse, violence, language, & some sexual content

⠀ novella — single ship w/chem
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ #BLEACHRP • #MVRP