#Kuchiki Byakuya

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Byakuya: No more making fun of me when I misuse outdated slang, okay? Are we cowabunga on this? Rukia: Yeah, we're cowabunga.

[hitsugaya-toushirou]

Senboopzakura Kageyoshi.

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in my ByaIchiRen era

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THEN 2004

NOW 2024

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Some Bleach portraits

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Hi there!

Can I request bleach men finding out along the grape vine that s/o likes them. But like add some spice ✨ by this I mean, maybe the men can over hear s/o thirsting for them. Or anything else, please be free to do anything.

Characters (in order of importance): Byakuya, Shunsui, ichigo, Jushiro, Toshiro.

(If this is too many please remove characters starting from the back).

hiiii! ohhh?? spice??? My fav, ofc <3 <3 I loveddd writing all of these for each character, but I think my fav was Shunsui's!! Let me know your fav <3

Byakuya: He's heard plenty of rumors before and he's never really believed them. He's not one to care for rumors, nor believe them. But, he has heard a lot of rumors in the Soul Society that peak his interest.

It takes a lot to catch Byakuya's attention and certainly have. He plans on catching your attention in a bold way.

You're walking along the dirt road of the soul society, the sun beaming down on your face. Byakuya's standing the corner, eyes on you.

He loves the way that the sun gleams onto your face, heightening your pretty features. Byakuya steps out from the corner and a tiny gasp escapes your chest as he pops out from nowhere.

He towers over you with his tall, slender figure.

"Y/n, come here," he beckons you with a deep voice and your heart drops down to your feet.

"Um...ok," you mumble out, following him back to his estate. The cherry blossoms are flowing around in the air, so soft and light. Your eyes are stuck on them, almost trapped in a trance.

"I think of you like a blossom petal. Delicate and so pretty," his voice is soft and romantic.

Who knew Byakuya could be such a romantic?

Your eyes widen as he reaches out and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. God, you're falling in love with him.

"What?" you blurt out, furrowing your eyebrows together. Why is he all of sudden talking to you like this? It doesn't make any sense.

"I've heard you speak of the cherry blossoms in my estate. I've also heard you say how you would like to rip off my ropes and kiss me from bottom to top," his voice is stern, but has a hint of amusement in it.

Your eyes widen and your stomach twists into uneasy knots. Your knees feel like they're gonna buckle underneath you. Face planting in front of Byakuya would be 10 times less embarrassing right now.

"Oh my god! I didn't think you would ever catch wind of that. I am so embarrassed!" you raise your voice, hiding your face in the palm of your hands.

Byakuya lets out a tiny chuckle, it's so quiet you wouldn't have noticed it if there was a cricket chirping.

"How about I take you out first? I suggest a date first, then we could get the tearing off my ropes later. After all...I am a gentleman."

There is no way Byakuya Kuchiki is suggesting that the two of you go on a date right now.

You slowly lift your head up from your hands, embarrassment written all over your face. Byakuya gazes into your eyes and you're finding it hard to even speak.

Your palms are sweaty, but your body is excited. Your heart is thudding, but it's ecstatic with joy.

"Ok," is all you can whisper out. Byakuya nods his head and starts to walk away.

You stand there, dazed, confused, but happy. You now have a date with Captain Kuchiki.

Shunsui: You're sitting beside your friend in the bar, gushing about Shunsui, not realizing that he had walked in and taken a seat right beside you and was listening you gush about him.

"I mean, come on, who doesn't like Captain Kyoraku? Have you seen how big his muscles are?!" you giggle out, throwing your head back and your friend's eyes widen at the figure behind you.

"So...you like my muscles then?" a familiar, raspy voice speaks up from behind you. You don't even notice that Shunsui nudges your shoulder as he speaks to you as your heart sinks down into your feet.

Your eyes widen and you stare at your friend in total awe. You slowly turn to face Shunsui, palms sweaty as you try to only imagine what is going to happen next.

Shunsui wears a playfully grin across his face, white teeth winking at you. Your face heats up and you slowly bring your hands up to your face, covering it with pure embarrassment.

Shunsui chuckles lightly and slowly reaches out to you. He can't help feeling so attracted to you, eyes glistening in the bar setting. His large hand grabs both of yours, causing your body to tingle.

He gently pulls your hands away from your face, not letting go of them. Your eyes meet his and Shunsui cups your cheek with his other hand.

You furrow your eyebrows for a minute, not having enough time to react to anything. Shunsui pulls your face towards his, closing his eyes and pressing his lips against yours.

A gasp leaves your friends lips, loud enough to echo throughout the whole bar.

Your heart pounds against your chest as his lips melt into yours. You can feel his beard against your chin and mouth, tickling it. Shunsui slowly pulls away from your lips and opens his eyes, glancing up at you.

His gaze is hot, making you feel like your body is on fire. He smiles widely before standing up and walking out of the bar. You can hear your friend giggling behind you.

"What just happened?" you mumble out, pressing a finger to burning lips, seeming to want more...

Ichigo: School is full of gossip and rumors traveling along the grapevine. It's hard to tell what rumor is a lie or the truth these days at Karakura high.

Ichigo likes to learn about all the new gossip, but he will never comment on anything like that. He likes to stand in the corner, arms crossed and leaning against the wall as he takes in all the new information.

"I mean didn't you hear that y/n likes Ichigo?" a girl scoffs out. He cocks an eyebrow with interest, tuning into the new gossip session.

"Please, like they would ever have a chance with him," another girl rolls her eyes with annoyance.

That smug smirk on his face slowly fades into a face of shock. His eyebrows are furrowed and he wishes he could sink into the wall he's leaning against.

He slowly brings his hand up to his jaw, rubbing it. Ichigo thinks you're so sweet, nice, and genuine. You always help him when he's behind on work and you're super cute, honestly his heart tinges a little for you.

Ichigo glances out into the hallway and there you are, walking down the hallway, heading to the group of girls.

What horrible timing.

You're staying close to the wall, trying to avoid the rather large crowd of girls by the lockers.

"Hey Y/n! Isn't it true that you like Kurosaki?" a girl calls out to you and your stomach twists into knots. You glance over at her, at a lost for words.

"Oh, come on! Just tell the truth, it doesn't matter anyways. It's not like you have a chance with him," a girl comments, glaring you up and down.

You're taken aback by their mean words and demeanor. It strikes you in the heart and your throat starts to become raspy and burn a bit, tears welling up in your eyes.

Ichigo breath hitches in his throat as he watches your face drop. He hated seeing that.

"Oh my god, there is no way. They're crying about it," a girl giggles out and the rest of the girls break out into laughter. You sink down into your figure and start to rush off.

Ichigo pushes himself off the wall and steps in front of you, blocking your path. You gaze up at him, teary eyed and cheeks burning.

The group of girls are staring at Ichigo and you. He wants them to see this. It's gonna be burned in their little minds.

Ichigo's hand grab onto your waist and pull you closer. Suddenly, he dips his head down and captures your lips with his. Your eyes widen and scan Ichigo's face as his warm lips are pressed against yours.

Your body relaxes and you lean into his touch, closing your gasp. You hear the group of girls gasp loudly behind you and start whispering, but you could care less about them right now.

Ichigo slowly pulls away from the kiss, the two of you opening your eyes and meeting each other's gaze.

"Come on," Ichigo gestures with his head, holding out his hand for you to grab. You glance down at his hand then back at the girls, standing there in utter shock.

Your lips are warm and tingling from the kiss. You gaze back at Ichigo and take his hand, allowing him to take you away.

Jushiro: He's one to soak in all the new gossip spreading around the Soul Society. Never speaking up, just smiling politely and nodding his head, retaining all the information in his head.

Although, there's one rumor that catches his attention. He raises his eyebrows with interest as he hears that you might have a crush on him.

"Wait, what? How did you come across this information?" Jushiro steps into the conversation. Rangiku laughs a little bit, throwing her head back.

"Well, she told me, Captain. All of us know, right, Hanataro?" Rangiku asks, nudging his shoulder. Hanatora's eyes widen and he gulps, glancing over at you behind his shoulder.

"It is true, Captain Ukitake. In fact, if you want to ask y/n, they are right behind us," he gulps out, lowering his head with shame. Rangiku snaps her head over to you standing behind them, a dazed look across your face.

"Oh my gosh, y/n! I am so sorry, but I think I hear Captain Hitsugaya calling my name. Gotta go, bye!" Rangiku quickly takes off with Hanatora scrambling behind her.

You stare at Jushiro, heart racing against your chest. Now, he knows everything. It's like you're standing naked right in front of him, with no where to run.

Jushiro clears his throat and smiles warmly at you. You're surprised at his actions, thinking he would act indifferent to you.

"You shouldn't really listen to them spreading rumors around like that," he plays it off, crossing his arms and slowly walking up to you.

You gulp and slowly nod your head. "Yeah, I know," you lower your gaze to the ground, slightly embarrassed of the events that just happened.

Jushiro steps closer to you, reaching out his hand and cupping your face. Your eyes widen and your heart skips a beat. You slowly lift your gaze from the ground up into Jushiro's soft eyes.

Your body is getting warmer as his hand rests on your cheek, thumb caressing your skin. He shoots you a warm smile and then tilts his head.

"See you around, y/n," his voice is husk and gentle. His hand falls back down to his side and he walks past you, cologne whisking in the air as you're left in shock.

Toshiro: You're helping Rangiku out with some paperowrk that Captain Hitsugaya assigned her. You scribble with the pen on the paper, putting it into another pile.

"Gosh, Captain Hitsugaya is so lame for making me do all this paperwork," Rangiku complains, hunching over in her seat.

"What? I think Captain Hitsugaya is super cool! He's really sweet when you get to know him," you shrug your shoulders.

"Trust me, he's super boring and strict. Makes me do paperwork all day," Rangiku groans out, rolling her eyes with annoyance.

"Come on, Rangiku. He can't be that bad. He's a really good person with a good soul," you comment and Rangiku leans in closer, narrowing her eyes.

"Sounds like someone has a crush," she giggles out and your eyes widen.

"What?! No way!" you reply back, raising your voice slightly. She leans back in the chair and has a smug smirk on her face.

"Sureeee," she chuckles out, shaking her head in disbelief. You scoff and chew on your bottom lip.

"Maybe just a little," you admit.

"Whatever. Moral of the story is that Toshiro is super lame for this," she sighs out.

"Now, Rangiku, I don't think that's quite true," Toshiro's voice rings out and Rangiku's head perks up. She chuckles nervously and pushes the chair back.

"I have to leave now, but good luck!" she quickly scrambles off, leaving you and Toshiro. You turn your head and see Toshiro walking towards you.

"Guess you heard her call you lame, huh?" you ask, letting out a tiny chuckle as Toshiro sits down across from you. He nods his head, a slight smile on his face.

"Sure did. Also heard everything else the two of you were discussing, but no worries. I also think you're super cool," Toshiro speaks with a hoarse voice.

You lift your eyes up from the paperwork and across the desk at Toshiro, gulping. Your heart flatters as his foot gentle taps yours and he smiles at you.

You clear your throat and nod your head, resuming the paperwork as Toshiro keeps you company.

Captain Hitsugaya thinks it's very cute that you have a crush on him.

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Byakuya Kuchiki | Bleach TYBW S3E5 “Against the judgement”

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NAUGHTY IN THE OFFICE ★ KUCHIKI BYAKUYA

DAY FOUR ➵ byakuya’s known for ages about the grudge you hold against renji—ever since he made him your co-lieutenant. but when your jealousy starts getting in the way, he decides it’s time to settle this once and for all…in his office, on his terms

cw ➵ power play, dom/sub themes, punishment sex, fingéring, nípple play, blòwjob, face fucking, mild objectification, dirty talking, deepthroating, manhàndling, hair pulling, degradation, praise kink

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"You wanted to see me, Captain?"

Your tone was carefully measured as you stepped into Byakuya's office, refusing to betray any of the simmering resentment bubbling just beneath the surface. The captain's piercing grey eyes found yours immediately, seemingly pinning you in place with their intensity.

"Indeed. Close the door and come here," he stated flatly, not a shred of inflection in his deep baritone.

You did as instructed, your spine stiffening almost instinctively under his hawkish stare as you approached his ornate desk. Byakuya regarded you in silence for a long moment, giving you no clue as to the purpose of this summons. Finally, he spoke again, his words clipped and precise.

"It has been brought to my attention that your...handling of Abarai’s doppelgänger during the recent Reigai incident was unbecoming to say the least," he began, his cool appraisal never wavering. "In fact, the accounts describe excessive mutilation and vehemence far exceeding reasonable measures, even after the threat was neutralized."

You felt yourself bristle at the implied rebuke, jaw clenching as you struggled to keep your anger in check. So that pathetic worm Renji had gone whining to Byakuya about his treatment. Figures he'd be too cowardly to address it directly.

"I employed the force necessary to permanently eliminate a dangerous enemy combatant," you bit out, unable to keep the edge from your tone completely. "The situation was volatile and my priority was ensuring no further risk to our forces."

Byakuya's eyes narrowed a fraction, clearly unimpressed with your justification. "Throttling the life from an already crippled and disarmed opponent while snarling profane insults seems rather excessive in the name of 'ensuring safety', does it not?"

He leaned forward slightly, pale hands steepling on the desk as his gaze bored into you with unsettling intensity. "What I wish to ascertain, Lieutenant...is whether this lapse of discipline and restraint perhaps stems from more personalized motivations beyond pragmatism."

You felt heat rush to your cheeks as his words struck a nerve, stoking the embers of a deep-seated animosity you usually kept rigidly contained. Clenching your fists at your sides, you struggled to find a neutral response that wouldn't inflame the situation further.

"With all due respect, sir," you began through gritted teeth. "My actions in that moment were the result of pure battle instinct - nothing more. Whatever perceived 'vehemence' you refer to was simply misinterpreted zeal by those too craven to understand."

The muscle in Byakuya's jaw twitched almost imperceptibly at your thinly veiled jab. His next words emerged in a crisp, almost lethal cadence.

"Do not insult my intelligence further by obfuscating, Lieutenant. We both know the catalyst behind your...unrestrained conduct." His tone took on a hint of steel. "You have never made your displeasure over Abarai's appointment as my second-in-command a secret. Even I am not so aloof as to overlook the resentment radiating from you every time you're forced to acknowledge that arrogant ruffian's status."

The truth of his observation struck deep, peeling away the last threads of your composure. You bristled, feeling the dam of bitterness and years of bottled resentment threatening to burst forth.

"That ill-bred dog doesn't deserve to lick the dirt from your boots, much less serve beside you as a lieutenant!" you spat with sudden, blistering venom. "Yet you saw fit to elevate that uncouth, disrespectful gutter trash simply because he managed to impress you one time with dumb luck!"

Byakuya sat in stony silence as you unleashed your tirade, his expression unreadable. Encouraged by his lack of response, you plowed ahead heedless - years of repressed misgivings finding voice at last.

"I've served this division loyally since before that arrogant fool could even hold a sword properly! While he played street tough and disgraced himself by pursuing your sister, I devoted my entire life to upholding your honor and standing by your side!"

You were shaking with emotion now, feeling the first hot sting of tears in your eyes. "Yet none of that mattered when you had the chance to grant favor to that undeserving peasant over me simply because—"

"Enough."

The single word sliced through your diatribe with razor precision, freezing you in place. Byakuya's tone remained even, but you could sense the undercurrent of steel behind it. He appraised you for a long moment, his expression set in impenetrable arrogance.

"I expected such base sentiments from you eventually, though I had hoped age and experience would grant more dignity," he stated flatly. "Clearly my faith in your discipline was misplaced...as was my decision not to address this poison festering between us until now."

With that, Byakuya rose from his chair with effortless grace, the threat in his movements evident as he rounded the desk towards you. Despite your indignance, you found yourself instinctively stepping back as he advanced - only for your back to collide with the wall behind you.

Suddenly caged between Byakuya's powerful frame and the unforgiving surface behind you, you struggled to maintain eye contact as he leaned in with terrible intensity. This close, you could smell the faint tang of green tea and cherry blossoms that always seemed to cling to him. His steely eyes bored into yours with unsettling perception.

"I think it's long past time we addressed this twisted obsession you harbor, Lieutenant," he murmured in a tone that could have been soothing if not for the venom behind it. "Clearly my tolerance has allowed these base impulses to fester into something...unbecoming of the honor you claim to cherish so ardently."

His meaning hung heavy in the air, paradoxically thrilling yet utterly petrifying all at once. You opened your mouth to respond - to deny or deflect or perhaps even provoke him outright. But then Byakuya closed the last few inches separating you, stealing what little breath remained in your lungs as he pressed himself flush against you.

A tremor went through you at the blazing intensity smoldering behind Byakuya's unflappable gaze so scant inches from your own. This close, you could feel the body heat radiating from his powerful frame - the subtle masculine musk of cherry blossoms and steel that always seemed to cling to him like a calling card.

Despite the propriety rattling through your bones, demanding you shrink away from this unforgivable breach of proper decorum, something stronger kept you rooted in place. Spine rigid, you met Byakuya's piercing stare head-on, jaw clenched stubbornly against the maelstrom of emotion swirling in your chest.

"I cannot stand the insult of that ill-bred ruffian being elevated alongside me as if he's somehow worthy!" you bit out in hushed tones edged with venom. "He's an arrogant disgrace who earned his status through luck rather than steadfast dedication to your honor the way I have for years!"

Byakuya remained utterly motionless save for the glacial sweep of his eyes drinking in your defiance. You trembled faintly, plowing ahead while still pinned beneath that molten yet impassive scrutiny.

"How can you justify granting that dog a place as your lieutenant when all he's done is lecher after Rukia and stain your honor at every turn?" you seethed in harsh whispers. "While I have sacrificed everything in service of your noble house, only to be shunted aside when the chance presented itself to—"

"So this obsessive resentment stems more from jealousy than duty in the end, it seems." The low rumble of Byakuya's observation sliced across your feverish tirade with surgical precision.

He didn't move, yet you felt the weight of his presence intensify somehow - that inexorable, aristocratic charisma and banked power asserting itself more with every delicate inhalation. Throat dry, you could only stare back at him, chest heaving slightly.

"Tell me, Lieutenant..." His next words emerged soft yet laced with unmistakable steel. "Do you believe yourself so superior to Abarai? So much more dedicated and worthy of remaining by my side, above all others?"

The not-so-subtle challenge hung in the charged air between your bodies for several heartbeats. You trembled, undone by the molten intensity glittering in Byakuya's eyes even as his expression remained studiously neutral.

"You know I am," you growled at last, meeting that penetrating stare head-on despite the heat blazing in your cheeks. "I have given my entire life in service to your honor and greatness, Captain Kuchiki. That disgraced peasant could never—"

Byakuya cut off your tirade by suddenly surging forward and crashing his mouth against yours in a bruising, domineering kiss. You went rigid with shock, a strangled noise escaping into the harsh sealing of your lips as Byakuya's powerful frame pinned you against the wall. One of his hands fisted almost painfully in your hair, angling your head back to grant him fuller access.

For a handful of heartbeats, you remained frozen - unable to process the unapologetic claiming of your mouth by your noble captain's own. Byakuya took full advantage, his lips slanting over yours again and again in a demanding series of forceful, openmouthed kisses that stole what little breath remained in your lungs.

When his tongue boldly swept along the seam of your lips, you trembled bodily - a frisson of blazing heat lancing straight to your core. Byakuya rumbled out a low, gratified sound that reverberated against your heated skin as he detected your involuntary reaction.

"Kiss me back," he growled directly against your parted lips between forceful claimings. "Properly this time, Lieutenant. Allow no distractions or hesitation. I want you to submit…completely."

His words vibrated through you with tangible command, searing across your nerve endings like a brand. Unconsciously, your hands drifted up to grip at the fine silk of Byakuya's shihakusho, seeking an anchor against the storm of sensation rapidly unraveling your restraint.

But quick as lightning, Byakuya captured your wrists in one powerful hand, pinning them against the wall above your head in clear rebuke. His free hand maintained its punishing grip on your hair, keeping you arched and exposed to the sheer force of his onslaught.

"No," Byakuya intoned in a tone that brokered no argument. His steel-grey eyes bored into yours from mere inches, somehow still fathomlessly unreadable despite the molten intent behind his actions. “Your body stays still and under my control—only your mouth and tongue will follow my commands now. Show me your loyalty…or accept the fact that you are an insubordinate fraud, after all."

You whimpered shamelessly, wrists straining against his uncompromising restraint as Byakuya's words seared their way beneath your bones. Despite the deluge of conflicting impulses thrashing within you, one desire burned through the chaos in undeniable clarity: the need to prove your steadfast loyalty and worth to this man as he'd demanded.

With a trembling inhale to steady your nerves, you willed your body into boneless surrender and parted your lips for Byakuya's possession once more. His smoldering gaze drank in your capitulation with blazing intensity for one suspended moment. Then his mouth sealed over yours again in a searing brand of dominance.

This time, you surged into the consuming crush of Byakuya's tongue and lips without reservation. Greedily swallowing each slick velvet stroke and gasping rumble of gratification that vibrated against your swollen flesh. Desperate to match the ferocity of your captain's possession and provide the unwavering obedience he commanded.

But still, Byakuya maintained the upper hand - guided and owned your mouth's ardent attentions with consummate, regal mastery that left you undone. You melted beneath every firm sweep of his tongue claiming your plaint submission without quarter. Each harsh grunt and subtle flex of Byakuya's body caging you against the wall made you increasingly drunk on his overwhelming virility and dominant grace.

Byakuya's tongue worked in merciless strokes, utterly dominating the velvet heat of your mouth as you surrendered to his regal possession. His lips moved against yours in a demanding, open-mouthed assault - swallowing each of your fevered whimpers and gasps without quarter.

You clung to the wall helplessly, body arched and pliant as Byakuya caged you against the unforgiving surface with his powerful frame. Every subtle flex of sinewy muscle and harsh grunt of exertion that rumbled from his chest only further undid you. His overwhelming masculine presence and commanding grace left you dizzy, drunk on the intoxicating reality that this regal nobleman was thoroughly and shamelessly owning your ardent submission.

When at last Byakuya tore his mouth away with a rasping growl, you could only gape up at him in a heated daze. His aristocratic features remained chiseled into a haughty mask of severity - and yet those piercing steel-grey eyes blazed with naked, ravenous hunger as they raked over your disheveled, whimpering form.

"Look at you..." The low gravel of his voice fairly dripped with dark satisfaction taking in your mussed disarray. "So shameless and needy already, simply from my tongue mastering that pretty mouth of yours as it deserves."

One of Byakuya's calloused hands trailed down to palm your heated cheek with blatant possession. His thumb traced the plush, swollen arc of your lower lip in a lingering caress that made you shudder bodily against him.

"I can only imagine how utterly ruined you'd appear after being split open properly on my cock," he rasped in that tone of noble command that somehow only added to the visceral thrill zinging through your veins. "So completely and utterly ruined past the point of any lingering propriety or composure..."

Byakuya leaned in closer until his lips grazed the feverish hollow of your throat, exhaling a pattern of scorching hot brands against your rapidly fluttering pulse. You felt his smirk curve against your hypersensitized flesh as a full-body shudder wracked your surrendering form.

"That's it," he purred in satisfaction, tongue darting out to lap a molten trail up the slender column of your neck. “Let go of that weak discipline and loyalty, Lieutenant. Let me tear down those empty masks until all that’s left is my subordinate, completely undone and begging for my unrestrained attention like the perfect whore you truly are…”

His teeth grazed your hammering pulse in a stinging rebuke - not enough to mark but enough to make you jolt with scalding pleasure-pain. Byakuya rumbled out a low, gravelly chuckle against your fevered skin at the choked whimper that spilled free.

"Yes..." he growled in clear gratification, “give yourself to me completely right now. Release that bitter jealousy and resentment in the most intoxicating submission. Let me rid you of these illusions by finally claiming what I’m owed…”

He sealed his mouth over the rapid fluttering of your pulse in a searing brand of possession, lapping and suckling against the sensitive flesh with merciless leisure. You squirmed helplessly against Byakuya's unyielding frame, a plaintive keen being torn from your very depths as slick heat gushed between your legs.

Dimly, you felt the unforgiving grip anchoring your wrists shift fractionally - Byakuya's free hand snaking around to palm the base of your spine and drag your hips flush against the rigid brand of his cock. You whimpered shamelessly into the fevered crook of his neck at the sheer size and scorching heat straining against the fine clothes separating your bare skin.

"Do you feel that?" Byakuya's low growl reverberated against your swollen lips. "I am going to fuck every bit of this insubordination and misplaced jealousy right out of you. I'll make sure you know exactly where your proper place is in my ranks by the time I'm done."

Before you could fully process the scalding promise, Byakuya's lips claimed yours once more in a devouring crush of lips and teeth and tongue. You whined into the punishing seal, utterly helpless as his uncompromising grip guided and controlled the rhythm of your open-mouthed ardor.

Then his fingers were tangling into the hem of your shihakusho, deftly untying the loose knot holding the front panels together before wrenching them apart. The sudden exposure sent a delicious tremor through you, the cool air kissing your now-bared skin.

But Byakuya offered no reprieve or mercy, his greedy hands palming and squeezing every inch of newly bared flesh. He nipped and suckled and laved a punishing trail of molten brands against the column of your throat. The coarse rasp of his palms dragging across the sensitive peaks of your nipples sent sparks shooting along your nerves, making you keen in desperate surrender.

Byakuya's calloused fingers teased and toyed with the pebbled buds of your nipples, alternating between a punishing pinching and languid circles. When the pads of his thumbs began to apply a slow, merciless pressure, you arched against him with a keening cry, hips grinding against the hard heat still pressed flush to your abdomen.

A deep, satisfied rumble vibrated against the swell of your breast where Byakuya was currently laving a scalding hot brand. The hand anchored to your hip clenched reflexively, his hips bucking into the friction against his swollen length with a sharp hiss.

"Look at you...so shameless and eager for my attention already," he murmured, his tongue tracing a path along the valley of your breasts before latching onto a puckered nipple. "Just as well...I have no interest in a subordinate who would refuse my command."

Your hands were suddenly freed, and with a startled whimper, you fisted them into Byakuya's fine silken locks to anchor yourself against the relentless onslaught of his tongue. Your other hand gripped the shoulder of his haori, nails biting into the expensive fabric as his mouth continued its assault.

"I...Captain Kuchiki..." you gasped breathlessly, head falling back against the wall as Byakuya's mouth worked over your breasts with a punishing vigor. "I have no such...reservations. I exist only to serve you and honor your name..."

Byakuya lifted his head just enough to deliver a sharp, reprimanding bite against the tender flesh. You jolted, a plaintive keen spilling forth as pain-laced pleasure flooded your senses.

"Liar," he rumbled, the vibration sending a shiver down your spine. "You may be willing to surrender to my authority, but deep down, you are no less resentful than before." His gaze bore into yours from beneath thick, sable lashes, the intensity behind those storm-grey eyes searing straight through to your soul.

"But I intend to remedy that by the time we are through."

With a swift movement, Byakuya seized both of your wrists and pinned them above your head once more. Holding them in place with one hand, his free palm skimmed down the length of your arm, grazing the swell of your breast before sliding further down to cup your ass.

He gave it a firm squeeze, eliciting a muffled groan that quickly dissolved into a pleading whimper when his fingers slipped lower, teasing the wet heat pooling between your thighs. A strangled sound ripped free from the back of your throat as two of his digits pressed inexorably past the soaked lips of your pussy, sinking deep with a scalding glide.

Byakuya's teeth grazed the shell of your ear, his breath hot and heavy as his fingers slowly began working in and out of you. "Look how ready and eager you are for my cock already," he growled in a tone that was equal parts praise and scorn. "Even if your words protest, this lewd little cunt is begging me to use you however I please."

Your head fell back against the wall with a choked sob, hips arching desperately into the exquisite glide of his fingers fucking in and out of you with unapologetic dominance. The scalding heat of Byakuya's palm kneading and gripping your ass while his thumb brushed against the throbbing bud of your clit sent a shudder of molten pleasure-pain through you.

Byakuya's mouth slanted against yours once more in a possessive seal, tongue plundering the wet velvet of your mouth with ruthless fervor. Each forceful thrust and twist of his fingers inside your needy pussy drove you higher, coaxing a fresh surge of slick honey to drench the already sodden flesh.

Just when you were certain the overwhelming barrage of sensation would consume you completely, Byakuya withdrew his fingers with a low groan, his mouth tearing away from yours with a final, punishing nip. You whimpered weakly at the sudden emptiness, hips grinding futilely against his hardness in desperate search of stimulation.

"Not yet," he grunted, his hand returning to its position anchoring your wrists above your head. "First, you will learn to properly beg for my cock, Lieutenant. It's time for you to show me exactly what that filthy mouth can do."

The unspoken command reverberated through you, searing itself beneath your bones with an undeniable resonance. Trembling, you sank to your knees, eyes never leaving Byakuya's smoldering gaze. The uncompromising press of his palm against the back of your head guided you forward, until your lips were inches from the tented silk of his hakama.

The moment you lifted your fingers to tug the loose waistband down, Byakuya's hand shot out, slapping your grasp away with a sharp sound.

"I did not command you to touch, Lieutenant." The low growl rumbled through you, sending a frisson of delicious fear skittering up your spine. "Use only that pretty mouth. Now, be a good girl and suck."

His hips shifted forward slightly, pressing the clothed bulge of his erection directly against the plush heat of your mouth. With a muffled whimper, you nuzzled into the silk-clad hardness, inhaling the potent, musky scent of his arousal. Your teeth carefully tugged the obi free, allowing the waistband to slip down, exposing his cock in all its glory.

The sight of Byakuya's thick length standing rigid before your lips made a fresh flood of heat gush from your pussy. It was everything you could have ever fantasized and more - long and thick, the engorged flesh a flushed, angry red, already leaking pearly white beads of precum as it jutted out proudly from its nest of silky black curls.

Before you could wrap your mouth around the engorged tip, the hand anchored in your hair tightened its grip, tugging harshly until your face was angled up to meet Byakuya's searing stare. The position made his cock jut up and brush against your cheek, the silken head smearing a glistening trail across your heated skin.

"Look at me."

You swallowed thickly, heart hammering as you obediently lifted your gaze to meet the molten intensity burning behind Byakuya's steely gaze. His lips were curled into a small, self-satisfied smirk - the barest hint of smug arrogance behind the austere planes of his expression.

"Good," he praised in a low, pleased murmur. His free hand reached out to wrap around the base of his cock, giving it a slow, languid squeeze that made a fresh droplet of pearly precum well from the flushed tip. You shivered as you felt itslide down the curve of your cheek, leaving a sticky, viscous trail in its wake.

"Now, put that insolent little mouth of yours to use, Lieutenant." The soft gravel of his command vibrated through your bones, making the molten heat throbbing between your legs ache all the more.

Without further ado, Byakuya dragged the leaking tip along the seam of your lips, spreading the silky beads of precum in a sticky mess against the plush, swollen flesh. You shuddered, a whine spilling free as you parted your lips to accommodate the bulbous crown.

But Byakuya refused to give you even a shred of control, his fingers digging painfully into the back of your skull as he thrust his hips forward. His cock forced its way past the velvet heat of your mouth, sinking deeper and deeper until the wide, flared tip hit the back of your throat. You felt it slide down even further until the wiry hairs at the base tickled the sensitive bridge of your nose.

You whimpered, hands instinctively rising to grip the tops of his hakama. But before you could so much as touch the fine fabric, Byakuya's fingers lashed out, catching your wrists in a steely grip. He held them tightly, forcing your hands back to rest on the tops of your thighs.

"What did I say about touching, Lieutenant?" The low, gravelly growl vibrated through the hard, pulsing length filling your mouth. You tried to shake your head in protest, but the firm hold on your scalp kept you firmly in place.

"You have been a most insolent, disobedient subordinate thus far." His words washed over you like scalding silk, leaving your nerves thrumming with a strange mixture of shame and exhilaration. "If I am to allow you this privilege, you will earn it by showing me exactly what I deserve from you."

With that, Byakuya's hand guided your head forward, hissing a sharp curse when his cock slid deeper into the warm, wet heat of your mouth. The tip nudged the tight clench of your throat, causing a reflexive gag and spasm that only seemed to further arouse him.

"Relax," he growled, the word more a command than an attempt at reassurance. "You'll take all of it, or I'll ensure you spend the rest of the day choking on my cock until you learn the proper respect."

A full-body shudder wracked through you, a fresh flood of desire pooling in your core. Before you could even process the shameful thrill coursing through you, Byakuya was thrusting into the tight channel of your mouth, hissing out a guttural curse.

His free hand anchored in your hair kept a merciless pace, dragging you forward to meet each brutal thrust of his cock. The salty tang of precum exploded across your tongue with every slide of the thick length into the wet suction of your mouth.

Byakuya's jaw was clenched in concentration, the muscles in his neck straining and a fine sheen of sweat gleaming across his skin. But his gaze remained locked on yours, the smoldering ferocity behind those steel-grey depths nearly unraveling you completely.

You could do nothing but whimper and choke and surrender to his punishing pace. Every time the flared tip of his cock plunged down your throat, you could feel the edges of your vision grow blurry, threatening to black out entirely. Your chest burned and heaved with the effort to drag in breath around the thick girth stuffing your mouth full.

Just when you thought the sheer, overwhelming fullness would swallow you whole, Byakuya's grip on your scalp eased, allowing the thick length to slip from the tight clench of your throat and rest heavily on your cheek. You gagged, coughing and gasping for air as tears welled in the corners of your eyes.

Before the last shuddering gasp had left your lungs, Byakuya was tugging your head back toward his throbbing erection. A pained whimper slipped free, but you didn't resist, lips parting to allow him to slip his cock back inside.

"Such a perfect little whore for me already," he murmured in dark satisfaction. The hand cradling the back of your head resumed its bruising pace, fucking the hard, pulsing length down your throat with brutal efficiency.

You could feel the tension in his body growing taut, his hips jerking more erratically as his grip tightened its hold on your hair. He was getting close. And with every rough snap of his hips, his cock shoved down your throat, the head brushing against the sensitive muscles there, you could feel yourself teetering on the edge as well.

Byakuya's thrusts were growing faster and shallower, his breathing ragged as the grip on your hair became nearly unbearable. You knew it was only a matter of seconds now. And despite the ache in your jaw and the tears streaming down your cheeks, all you wanted was to feel the rush of his release coat the back of your throat and fill your mouth.

With a low growl, Byakuya pulled his cock free from the tight clench of your throat, hissing another sharp curse as the engorged flesh jerked violently.

"Open," he commanded. His voice was strained, his grip tightening almost painfully in your hair.

You obeyed immediately, lips parting and tongue sliding out as his fingers worked over his pulsing cock with rapid, harsh strokes. His eyes were locked onto your mouth, his gaze smoldering with unrepentant ferocity as he approached the peak.

And then his body was stiffening, hips bucking and head thrown back as a ragged moan tore from his throat. Hot spurts of thick, creamy cum coated the inside of your mouth, the bitter taste exploding across your senses.

With a strangled moan, you swallowed greedily, your hands rising to cup his balls and milk every last drop from his cock. Your tongue flicked out to lap at the sticky strands spilling from the still-pulsing tip, savoring the musky, salty flavor.

Byakuya's free hand fisted into your hair, his entire body trembling as the last wave of his orgasm subsided. When he finally opened his eyes and lowered his head, the intensity behind his gaze made a full-body shudder race up your spine.

He regarded you for a moment, his features still chiseled into a haughty, regal mask of severity. But his storm-grey eyes burned with undisguised hunger, the desire simmering beneath the surface nearly unraveling you.

Finally, his grip loosened, and his fingers traced the curve of your jaw.

"Swallow."

His voice was rough and slightly breathless, sending a shiver of desire racing up your spine. Your tongue swiped along the seam of your lips, catching the few remaining drops that hadn't already been greedily lapped away.

Byakuya's nostrils flared, a low, pleased sound rumbling in his chest as he tucked himself back into his hakama. Then his palm was cradling the curve of your jaw, tilting your head back until his searing gaze captured yours.

"I trust you've learned your lesson about insubordination?"

You swallowed thickly, the taste and feel of his cum still lingering across the velvety heat of your tongue. "Yes, Captain Kuchiki," you murmured, the words hoarse and slightly muffled. "I...I have been foolish and ungrateful."

Byakuya's hand slid lower, his thumb brushing against the plush swell of your bottom lip. "Yes, you have," he agreed. But his voice was soft and slightly indulgent. "However, I do seem to recall you using your hands while I was...preoccupied. That is in direct contradiction to my orders."

A sharp stab of fear pierced through you, your breath hitching at the implications. "I..."

Byakuya's finger pressed against the plush swell of your lips, effectively cutting off any response.

"For this, I will have to punish you." The words sent a mixture of excitement and fear skittering along your nerves, a fresh gush of slick heat pooling in the cradle of your thighs.

You shuddered, but did not dare move, not daring to even draw a breath as his fingers traced along the delicate curve of your neck.

"Get on my desk."

Your eyes widened, heart hammering in a mingling of shock and exhilaration. His tone brooked no room for protest, leaving you with no choice but to obey.

"Yes, Captain."

[elyonholic]

— BLEACH 20th anniversary Key visual PV

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ part one: Aizen, Byakuya, Ukitake, Shunsui, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUryu, Äs, Kenpachi.

♡ tw: pregnancy symptoms. fluff, a lot of fluff. ♡ wc: mini scenarios ~3k total. ♡ coming next in part two ➛ kisuke, shuuhei, shinji, ichigo, ryuuken ➛ you can request for others.

𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞. The man that has everything planned, widened  his chocolate orbs once the unexpected happened. It didn’t take him much to discover the truth, not because you wanted to hide it but because it was clear to him. Your body had changed; the little differences in your physique didn’t match the characteristics he had studied so exhaustingly about you. Those weren’t normal fluctuations in weight nor your cups size. But mostly, he noticed it on the way your hips slightly began to adapt to prepare for nine months ahead. Something that, inside of his own twisted thoughts, made his heart beat go faster.  

The black tea he was sipping that morning fogged his glasses, he still uses them to read. However, the many technical and biological aspects of hollowification were set aside for as long as you watched through the windows of squad five on an autumn day. Sosuke took his glasses off and stood up, as always, in the only way he knows how to… dominantly, like there was nothing nor anybody above himself. Big hands reached for your hip bones, nose that traced a perfect warmth path from the crook of your neck to your ear. “How many weeks?” he asked, because he knew. “I am not sure… are you mad?” you asked back, knowing this could potentially ruin his plans. “Hmm…Mad…? How could I?” he answered. You watched his smile suddenly go from a smirk to a soft, soft expression. Sosuke melt, Sosuke felt like he wasn’t as lonely in this world as he used to think he was…

𝐊𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚. Mornings have never been really lively; those days in which he calmly sat on his special chair, drinking his tea while you still stay in bed suddenly got interrupted by a rather suspicious behaviour coming from you. Two mornings in which you ran to the bathroom covering your mouth were enough to set the alarms for the Kuchiki clan head. “She is sick. SHE IS SICK” he panicked. Not again, not again…  he felt once again the fright, the fear of losing his lover. Byakuya didn’t need much more to ask you, however the idea of pregnancy -even for one of the most intelligent minds of the Seireitei- never crossed his mind.  By the third day, in which you thought you could run faster than him, his foot stopped the door from closing. “I called Dr. Yamada Seinosuke, he is coming to check on you” those cold words sounded like an order, yet, he was as scared as a lonely child. Byakuya felt unable to express any other feeling, if any at all. All the progress he made, seemed to be lost in just a matter of seconds. His hands couldn’t touch you; his arms couldn’t hold you. Deep blue eyes had turned every shade of black, and once again he felt himself drowning into the deepest waters of his  inner world. “I am not sick, Byakuya…” you murmured, after washing your mouth with a soft smile and your hands over your belly. “I’m sure you can quite understand why I am feeling this way…” Oh, how to repeat the way those deep blue eyes suddenly became the colour of a summer sky.

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐔𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞. You weren’t nauseous. You didn’t even notice at first. But he did. Somehow, without even knowing, every night in your sleep your hands reached for his and dragged them to your belly. It was as if you were asking him to protect something sacred. And he could tell a piece of his own soul nested in yours, safely resting, surrounded by the purest love. His long locks rained on your cheek, on that morning in which snow as white as them covered the green hills of the Seireitei. “I am sure there is something you need to tell me…” he whispered, caressing your cheek with the softest kiss. “Wh-wha-t….?” your lips began to tremble, many tears sprouted from your sleepy eyes. It was as if those words where the sudden revelation of something “you didn’t know you already knew” “I will protect both of you, even if it might cost my life… you two will be always first”

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐢. He noticed something had changed the moment he came home and discovered you sleeping on the couch made into a ball. What is happening with his lively sweet doll? Why is she sad? What is going on? “Honey… what is going on? I’m sorry it took me a little bit more to come back home, being the general Taicho keeps me a lot more busier…” he sadly whispered in your ear, as he lifted you up and carried you to bed. The scent of his skin immediately brings a soothing effect to your unknown cause of anguish. You were a total mess of emotions that you couldn’t handle all alone, and you didn’t even know why it was happening to you. Shunsui put you in bed, and when he got inside the sheets you immediately snuggled against his wide chest. “I… I don’t know why I am so sad, but I’m so glad you are back” you whispered, kissing a patch of slight caramel skin. His hands instantly landed on the crown of your head, pulling you closer, surrounding you with the type of paternal care and protection he had always had. “You know, maybe it is that time of the month…” he dared to murmur, sure he was about to get a soft punch coming from you. Of course, not everything In a woman’s life has to do with her… hormones… You widened your eyes, blinking rapidly while looking at a clueless Kyoraku. “I… it’s- been- two months…” your lips trembled. You suddenly realized that, while lost into nightly sex sessions with him, your period -nor Shunsui’s cream pie kink- represented a problem to you. “YOU DON’T MEAN… YOU – AM I GOING TO BE A DADDY????? I AM GONNA BE A DADDY!!!! CALL ME DADDY, OK?” “Shunsui, for the love of God… I need to take a test- we-” you giggled, still amazed and unsure but excited.  

𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢. Carrying every child he could find in the Seireitei on his shoulders, Kenpachi is the ultimate father. He doesn’t even have to try. He never cared for your period, it never represented something that could stop him to love you and your body. In fact, the messier the better. However, those moments began to be absent, and he didn’t take much to realize. During that spring night, in which he indulged in some sake with his subordinates, he suddenly popped a question to them. “Oi, my woman hasn’t got her period in two months… what the fuck?” Yumichika choked with his drink, while Ikkaku definitely spitted all the contents of his mouth in a violent motion. “TAICHO?” the beautiful Shinigami asked, once he had recovered the composure. “TAICHO… ARE YOU SURE?” he continued. “Yeah. What is it?” Zaraki asked, confused by their sudden reaction -and honestly about to laugh at Ikakku turning red, even his head, from how much he was coughing- “She could be pregnant, Taicho… are you gonna be a father?” Yumichika assumed, particularly amazed by how his captain was asking something so important and yet so obvious as if it was nothing. Kenpachi’s eyes suddenly turned from wild to more softened ones. He left the sake bottle down and stood up. With no words said, he left, leaving his subordinates astonished. A loud thump on the door, woke you up all of a sudden. You sit down on the bed, not sure whether to grab your zanpakuto or not until you noticed the topping huge silhouette of your brute lover. “Kenny, the fuck is going on?” you ask, while grazing your right eye. “ARE YOU PREGNANT WOMAN?” he asked, shouting, and desperately requiring for you to give him the truth. You gasp. You hadn’t even taken a test yet and even if it was pretty possible, how did he notice? “HOW? I DON’T KNOW YET” you told him, urging him to close the door. You didn’t really want the whole barracks to know. Kenny sat right by your side and cupped you to his lap. “Come’ere…” he murmured, nuzzling on your hair. He was holding you with the care someone would have to grab a piece of silk paper. He scoffed, sweetly with his eyes shut and a big smile adorning his sharp manly features. “Nhh… yes, yes yes yes!!!” he celebrated, ripping the most beautiful smile from your lips.

𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐔𝐫𝐲𝐮. “Dr. Ishida, you have another patient” his secretary informed him by the end of his shift. “I have received every kid on the agenda for the day, is it urgent?” Uryu asked, he was used to treating kids whenever there was an emergency. Some paediatric patients can’t wait. “Well, is not urgent but the mother requested me with urgency that you please take a look at her baby” she said, walking into his office with two papers in her hands. She handed them to Uryu who soon discovered the next patient wasn’t even born yet. “But… (secretary name), this is a pregnancy test… I am not an obstetrician I shouldn’t- plus, whose tests are these? They don’t even have the name of the patient” the Quincy doctor stood up, a little annoyed and confused. “The patient is waiting on the ultrasound room; she has been already connected to the heart monitor by Nurse Inoue. Just please give the preggo lady a look. She specifically requested for a check-up by Dr. Ishida Uryuu” the secretary said, giggling and leaving the room as fast as possible. Uryuu remained silent for a few minutes, listening to those accelerated heartbeats coming from a few doors away. Even if he is a peadiatrician, OB and Neo are also located in the same floor as his, in his father’s hospital. He smiled sweetly, the sound of a new life thriving to become a beloved child in some months always melts his heart. He should go back home soon, but he couldn’t help it… there was something in that sweet beating melody that put a big smile on his face and called him to listen to it for a longer time. He put his coat on and thought of texting you “I’ll be home in a couple of minutes, just an urgent consult and I’ll be free” but he didn’t. He thought you were tired of excuses and him coming home late. Cleaning his glasses, he entered the ultrasound room, presenting himself without taking a look at the patient immediately. “Good afternoon, I’m Dr. Ishida. The secretary told me you request- (Name)…?” he stopped his words, discovering your barely bumpy belly and the sound of that heart coming from within you. “Good afternoon, Dr. Ishida. Would you like to meet the love of your life?” His eyes become waterfalls, Uryuu couldn’t move for a couple of seconds. He then, sat right by your side and with a soft peck on your lips, he whispered a heartfelt “Thank you, my love”…

𝐀̈𝐬 𝐍𝐨̈𝐝𝐭.

There was a time, where things were different. Where Äs didn’t feel pain, nor loneliness. A different outcome, where his body cured and the first steps out of that hospital were given holding her warm hand in his. No pain, no war, nor powers, nor Kings. It had been difficult to adapt for him; he didn’t know exactly what it was to make love. But he learned, naturally, by the calling of his heart and his needs. He also didn’t know what it was to love and be loved, but he discovered he didn’t need to try with you. And slowly but surely, a new family of you and him, happened. “Do you think I could be a good father someday?” he asked, while playing with your hair on a very orange sunset in the garden of your little house. “You wanna be a father, Äs?” you asked back, a little surprised by the right timing of his questioning. “I am a little scared… well, not a little… I am afraid of not being able to be one” he answered, looking right towards the fiery clouds of an autumn afternoon. His paler complexion, kissed by the dying sun rays, reminded you of those days in which it was too painful to be touched; and how hope was all that it was needed to progress. You look towards the crunchy leaves underneath your feet, and then grabbed his slim cold hand. “Follow me inside, there is something I need to show you…” “My dear Äs, I am about to grant you with a big power right now. Would you accept it?” you ask, covering his eyes with a black face mask that had been hanging there since covid. “What- yes? But what is it? You are scaring me” he murmured, confused. “Give me your hands” you ordered him, depositing something fluffy on his palms. When you took off the mask off his face, his black orbs fixed on the white pair of booties on his hands. “This…” “I am giving you a very strong power, the “F” one… Äs, you are gonna be a father… a fantastic father”

[silversoulsociety]

BANKAI - SENBONZAKURA KAGEYOSHI 🌸

[shinixgami]

𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝟐 • 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

[rkgknno]

Bleach sketches! also I need everyone to know that there is a zero tolerance policy for Rukia slander in this household, that is all. 

[bankaizen]

KUCHIKI BYAKUYA — BLEACH: THOUSAND-YEAR BLOOD WAR