#Kurosaki Isshin

[nakamurakleo]

family

[incorrctbleach]

Isshin: Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Masaki: I once saw you fight a girl scout because she didn't have any Thin Mints. Isshin: Exactly. That was my battle. So be kind.

[crazy-dark-rainbow]

🐱Grimmjow: I'd like to ask for your son's hand.

Isshin: What is this, the Middle Ages?

Isshin: You know what? Since you asked, no.

Isshin: Beat me in a duel first!

[chickoochote]

Kazui in ichigo's nice vibe shirt hahaha

[writing-frenzy]

Isekai with the Kurosaki fam; now with some UraIchi spice

So, my brain has been dumping even more ideas for a fandom I can't write for, so I guess I'll dump all the ideas on the ground and sees what happens; also, partly inspired because of DevinePhoenix's Glass Body, Steal Wings and slightly be Cannon Ichigo in AU series by Williamcipher, especially the third of the series, because ye.

Anyways, so for me, I can never imagine Ichigo would part from his sisters and Goat-face easily, even in a normal au, because it's Ichigo's family, his friends, his lost, his life experiences that makes him who he is as a person; if he died and then transferred, a part of me wonders if he would ever try and get back home somehow. So my brain went-

Brain: hey, how about we have a thing that makes the entire family get into an accident :D

Brain: And, like, maybe a day before or when Ichigo was younger, he ended up saving a godly being's most beloved person, so the god is like; hey, I owe you, I'll reincarnate your family into my world; thing is, the world the god has is maybe connected in a way to an anime/webnovel/comic one of the girls or Ichigo's friends were reading, and Ichigo knows it because he was convinced to watch/read it as bonding.

It's a world of magic and fantasy, where words and names have power and things go bump in the night ever so easily. Ichigo and his Family find themselves in a cozy little hideaway, all confused but happy and relieved to be alive and with each other. Isshin in this au will be an awkward, not the best father but he loves and he tries, and he just wants the best for all of his children. (He is the unsarcastic B+ parent, because with all the shit in this au coming, Ichigo deserves this).

Isshin in their original world is descended from a sword wielding samurai family, and he's had the forms and everything beaten into him since he was young, and the reason why he never taught Ichigo was because he didn't know how to be a gentle teacher and he never wanted to hurt his boy. (it's why he's always given his children freedom and choice of what they want.) And coming into this new world, this new place, everyone can feel a change in their bodies, can feel power in their veins even if they don't know what to do with it. See, Ichigo's mom had a little something funky with her blood but didn't know it and Isshin is actually a human with spiritual powers but with their original world it never came out, and with the God giving them a boost/perks, everyone is learning how to control themselves first and foremost.

It's after a bit of convincing and Isshin making Ichigo promise to tell him if he's going too hard that he starts teaching him the family style, along with others in scrolls with phantom teachers to guide them along. It is rough, it is harsh, but it's Ichigo so he pushes on through and becomes better for it. (The two do agree to see if they can find better teachers for the girls though, as Karin wouldn't suit this style even if she would be good with a sword, and Yuzu seems like she would be better with magic then a blade.)

The family of four spends like three years here, learning all they can, devouring every book and all they can remember of the OG!Story of this place before they all have exhausted all the sources and knowledge of the cottage, can no longer progress in their skills as they have been, and had enough cabin fever to drive any sane person down the river. But they're not stupid, so first things first, Isshin scouting at first, then with his son, before him and Ichigo take turns exploring and scouting the area because they don't like leaving the twins alone. But as they're getting a lay of the land and comparing maps and such to reality, even getting a feel for their new magic gadgets and all, they come across monsters and such here and there Once Isshin is sure that Ichigo can handle himself, its only then they spilt so one can stay with the girls while the other explores for a few days, even if Ichigo is only allowed to do it for two days to his father's week.

After that, packing everything they need into magic bags and hammer space, the family takes one last look to their home of all these years, bows in thanks before they are off. It's not long till they join a trade caravan, Isshin trading his skills as a doctor to do so. They travel around for a bit, before in the end, they settle down in a bustling, safe city that never fell in the story, even if the story's protagonist and gang lives here with all their wacky and troubling hijinxs.

So, now that backstory and such is out of the way, let's get to some of the fun stuff. :3

Ichigo does not realize just how strong he actually is; see, in this world of magic and stuff, swords are... technically considered obsolete; of sure, in the story there is a Magic Swordman who is part of the Protagonist's party, but even there they mostly use the sword as fancy focus then to actually fight with it. But with the way Ichigo was trained, as well as both his and his father's lack of common sense for this world, for them it is as easy to cut down a monster as it is to cut down spells themselves. Neither Ichigo or Isshin understand how insane that is, because once a spell is out, you usually have to dodge it or hope it hits someone else if you can't counterspell it.

The Kurosaki's also avoid the Protag and his crew; lets not get involved in your drama, please and thank you (lol, just had the thought of how protective Isshin and Ichigo would get if the story was with a Harem Protag; both would be protective as heck over the twins because with either reverse or regular harem, girls usually get the shit end of the stick). Ichigo is just fine how he is, even if he keeps getting into fights because of random assholes, his charm flowing out and getting his own loyal friends without his knowing. Karin is way too interested in magical sports to care not to mention her age while Yuzu is getting fascinated by potions, alchemy, and cooking to care.

One day, after Ichigo has been feeding some tidbits to some strays, he finds what seems to be a tea and candy shop, with books to read. it doesn't have much business, being out of the way like it is, but there is the occasional regular coming out. Ichigo shrugs, he has time and so he enters this Urahara Shoten.

Somehow, someway, he ends up making friends with Geta-boshi, who as frustrating as he is, recommends good books and a listening ear. Things lead to one things, stuff happens, and Ichigo finds out this guy also has sword.

Sparring partner acquired, though it takes some convincing, a bit of bribing, but Ichigo is able to get the other to agree; he gets his ass beat easily, but Urahara is a harsh, but good teacher, and so Ichigo just thrives in the challenge.

As for Urahara, this guy is so fucking terrifying, just like in canon, how he is assassin sharp and quick with his blade even as he can spellcast at the same time, just watching Ichigo cut through his spells to meet his blade.

Kisuke: this is the most fun I've had in ages :D I wonder what else he can do if I don't tell him what's impossible.

These two end up getting involved in some harsh canon event disasters, Ichigo fighting with Kisuke, knowing the other man won't let him down. Kisuke, having someone he can trust lead the way, knowing, having faith the other can survive alongside him...

Just, these two bonding, getting closer, Ichigo introducing his sisters and Goat-Face who is giving that weird stare.

(On Isshin's part, he recognizes what's going on, and for all that he is not going to be a hypocrite, is not going to kick this Urahara guy as hard as he can and hide Ichigo away, he suddenly... completely understands Misaki's family's cold and hard stares as he had gotten, watching how the elder blond stares at his 20 year old son like he is sun, like he can't believe there is any light in his life again after being shadowed so long. He's pretty sure that is the same stare he had given Misaki as well, just as how Ichigo looks softer, warmer, happier the minute that Urahara guy stays by his side, just how his mother would melt around him despite her expression never changing.

So, Isshin won't say anything, especially since he can tell neither has a clue... but he will be doing the protective, embarrassing Father as much as he wants.)

So yeah, this is the idea :3 I also have another idea with a Mob Protagonist!Ichigo, where he comes to be a character never even mentioned in a story, and ends up charming local shop owner Urahara Kisuke, who is secretly the terrible, scary Puppet Master Benihime without knowing it. maybe I'll note it out when I feel like it, though if people want, they can ask questions about it.

[merbear25]

Daddy kink and Isshin Kurosaki?

Afab reader who maybe worked under him at one point 👀

I love a good power dynamic and must admit the daddy kink makes it all the much sweeter🤭I hope you like it! 💜🧡

Having served under him for as long as you did, you were bound to develop some feelings that were rather unprofessional. You’d been suppressing them for so long that you convinced yourself that they were simply that of a school girl’s crush. However, seeing him again has those old feelings rushing back in full force.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader,daddy kink, slight power dynamic, reader is a shinigami, fingering, breast play, vaginal penetration, cum shot

Reigniting an old flame (Isshin)

You had always admired him. Even though you knew nothing would ever come of it, you couldn’t help but wonder “what if”. Out of respect for him as your former superior, as well as his late wife, you did your best to push those feelings down—convincing yourself that such things were surface level and would pass.

Try as you may, crossing paths with him again made your heart flutter just as it did all that time ago. Old feelings that resurfaced with force: you couldn’t deny just how smitten you were with him.

Catching him for a moment alone was a rarity, so when such presented itself, you let your heart take the lead. You lightly knocked at the door frame, not wanting to intrude if he was busy.

He greeted you with a smile, one which only made your heartbeat ache for him. “Hey! Long time no see!”

“It has been a while, hasn’t it?” You returned his friendly grin. “May I come in?”

As the conversation flowed, it felt as if you two had never parted ways. The warmth of the afternoon sun filled the room. Its rays stretched along the floor, reaching out for the both of you.

“I’m really glad to see you again.” Your smile held a gentle sincerity as you went against your better judgment and placed your hand on his.

Your touch stirred something within him which had been tucked away for quite some time. He placed his hand on yours. His face shifted to an expression of fondness, admiring you for the woman you’d become.

“You’ve come a long way since you worked under me,” his voice was affectionate but still held an air of playfulness to it.

You chuckled, thinking back at how immature and inexperienced you were. “I’m better at solving problems nowadays.”

His gaze held onto yours. Your subtle smiles faded as his eyes flickered to your lips. Even if your heart was pounding against your chest, you couldn’t resist leaning in closer. Your timidness was countered by a wave of confidence that nearly blew you away.

The swift kiss proved just how much he’d been holding onto the thought of you. A fervor that left behind a lingering warmth. He pulled back slightly, searching for any sign that he’d misread the situation.

Throwing your arms around him, you didn’t want to hold back anymore. The desire you’d been holding onto was released like a floodgate, pouring every ounce of yourself into your kiss and he welcomed each drop.

Your eagerness was intoxicating. You climbed on top of him, as he deepened your kiss. Hands roaming each other’s bodies, slight friction further ignited the passion growing between you. Caressing his chest, your fingers clawed at his clothes. The grip you had was fueled with desperation.

“This side of you is so unexpected.” His laugh was light and airy as the image he had of you was now flipped.

“I’ve wanted this for so long.” Your breath was hot against his ear. 

The motion of your hips was far too tempting to keep his hands to himself. “Take care of me, daddy,” you huffed, risking the moment for your own callus pleasures.

His grip on your hips tightened as lust darkened his eyes. “Yeah? You want daddy to treat you right?” He groaned, tangling his fingers in your hair.

You whimpered, nodding as you continued rutting against him.

Seeing the need in your eyes, he held you close when flipping you on your back. He buried his face between your breasts, kissing your soft skin while playing with your nipples. Taking one of your breasts in his mouth, your legs gently squeezed at his sides in desperation for more friction.

He swirled his tongue around your hardened nipple, coating it with hot saliva. “Beg for daddy,’ he breathed.

‘Please, I want you to take care of me. I’ve missed you so much and am in desperate need of daddy’s love.” Your pleas were making it impossible not to indulge.

As his fingers found their way to your aching core, the gasps passing your trembling lips filled the air between you. He groaned alternating to your other breast, when your arousal seeped on his fingers. With the tension reaching a fever pitch, he couldn’t help himself; feeling your slick need for him coating his fingers drove him further into his sinful desire.

The pumps of his fingers when coupled with him nipping at your sensitive breasts were leaving you panting. Your hands caressed his head and your legs positioned themselves at your sides—the moment encapsulating you completely.

“Please,” you whimpered. “Give me more, daddy.”

His groans vibrated against your skin. “Such a good girl begging for daddy like that.”

Your moans were becoming more and more like cries as his fingers skillfully worked within you. “Give your good girl what she wants,” you gasped. “Please!”

Swiftly, he positioned himself between your thighs, grabbing your hips to pull you closer. He eased into you, his hands tightening their grip on you as he tried to steady his breath. Your eyes went wide as he pushed deeper. Feeling every inch of him inside you was enough to leave you trembling and eager for more.

The euphoria washing over your face was a delight. You looked like a goddess painted by the most skillful artist: your hair already tossed about, your jaw slacked, and your eyes fluttering shut. How badly you wanted him was something he’d been blind to for a regrettably long time, but now you were underneath him—you were his to please, to satisfy.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he huffed while picking up his pace.

Each plunge was sending you further into the depths of ecstasy. The sounds of skin slapping whirled around you, making your heads spin. He reached down to play with your sensitive clit. Your body arched from the building pressure. The shared high was quickly reaching its peak.

As you whimpered and choked back your cries, he huffed from the knot within him getting ready to snap. “That’s it, baby. Cum for daddy.”

You threw your head back, your breaths grew unsteady, and your walls clamped around him.

“Yes, yes, yes.” You were struggling to speak above a whisper.

The rush of that thin thread finally snapping within you had you crying out for him as your pussy spasmed uncontrollably around his cock. “Daddy!”

You falling over the edge sent him toppling down after you. Pulling out at the last possible moment, his strangled moans heightened the experience—coating your stomach with his white hot lust.

The huffs and beads of sweat were remnants of the earth shattering climax. Peering down at you, his completion shifted back to one with a softness.

A weak smile appeared on your delicate features, pulling him in for a kiss which was light yet sweet. However, you had a sense of dread rearing its ugly head: would he up and leave again?

“I don’t want you to leave again, Isshin.”

Your admission took him a bit off guard, but seeing the full extent of how much he meant to you, he could understand where such a question was coming from.

“I won’t. I promise,” he soothed your woes in a hushed tone. Caressing the side of your face, his eyes held on to yours.

The deep pools of emotion in his gaze held boundless sincerity. Your smile became more prominent, when realizing that this time would be different.

[elyonholic]

Ichigo and Orihime +  Isshin and Masaki

Cour-1 First and Last Ep illustration by BLEACH TYBW Animation Director Sei Komatsubara

[hashtagartistlife]

everything but the rain 

[missmakaalbarns]

@animangacreators challenge 20: father's day

kurosaki isshin

[kurozero]

"You're not a Soul Reaper. But you're not an ordinary human, either. Ichigo. Your mother was..."

[hitsugaya-toushirou]

New Key Visual for the Final Episode

check out the English side of the website as well!

[incorrctbleach]

Isshin: Wait, Yuzu, who are you texting? Yuzu: My friend Hikaru. Isshin: Ah.. wait, is that a boy's name or a girl's name? Yuzu: Does it matter? Isshin: No, not at all. Unless it's a goddamn boy.

[bleachtitlepages]

[lapseinrecs]

what I'd do, if only you'd let me

By themidnightguardian @themidnightguardian

On Archive of Our Own

Status: Complete; Oneshot; 4,337 words

Summary: Kisuke kept his distance, did what he was asked. And now he needs to see for himself that Ichigo is fine. That Isshin was right and Ichigo is happier like this. That things are better because Kisuke stayed away. If that’s true, then to hell with what he wants. He can live with it. He will make himself live with it. --- *OR* Aizen is defeated, the war is over, and Kurosaki Ichigo is powerless. According to Isshin, Ichigo is better off this way. Happier now that he doesn't have to deal with shinigami bullshit and can have a chance at a normal life. Isshin lied. Ichigo isn't doing well at all. Kisuke is going to fix it.

My thoughts: Always fun when a crazy guy is devoted to someone. Fuck Isshin honestly. And this portrayal of Kisuke this longing that he denies himself. Shit's pretty good.

[imaginingbleach]

Rating: General

Warning: Anxiety over how the other person feels, slight scolding, crying;; not proof read

Summary: Reader goes to his house to see him after so long, but begins to doubt whether it's a good idea when about to knock.

Pairings: None directly, good friendship between reader and Isshin (could be taken as romantic feelings)

You held your hand up to knock on the door, but just before impact... You hesitated. Would he want to see you again after all these years? You'd thought about visiting countless times, but always decided it was better not to. He had a family now, right? That should be his priority...

It was all you could do to keep yourself from immediately turning and leaving, fearing what might happen when you finally do gather the courage to knock. Would he be happy? Mad? Sad? Had he wanted you to visit as much as you did? Perhaps he hadn't even thought of you in all these years...

A soft sigh finally escaped past your lips, arm dropping and gaze going down to the ground. There was no reason to be here, you'd tell yourself... He's happy now, you showing up would only complicate that... You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

As you had finally prepared yourself to leave, you heard the door open and someone call out your name questioningly. Your eyes snapped open wide, recognizing the male's voice. How could you ever forget it? He was someone important in your life...

"I-I know... You have a family and all of this going on, but... I uh, just... Wanted to see you-" you stammered out as an apology, cut off by being pulled into a big bear hug.

Your brain was working overtime to figure out what was going on, eyes dazed and heart racing. You were so sure he wouldn't want to see you, but here he was... Hugging you like no time had passed.

"I've missed you! You should've come by to visit sooner!" He practically shouted at you, pulling back and frowning. "What're you apologizing for?! I told you to visit whenever and I meant whenever!!!" he was quick to scold, roughly messing up your hair.

"But... Your family... The girls... Ichigo-"

"Ah, shut up! You're just as important to me! And I bet they'd love to meet you," he started off annoyed before his tone softened dramatically. "You really should ask... before you assume you're going to annoy someone. I've really missed you, you big dummy."

The way he scolded you and yet comforted you made all the emotions you'd been holding back just flow out. Tears fell from your eyes as soft sobs came out, attempting to apologize but struggling to get full words out. He had missed you just as much as you had missed him... And if you'd let yourself see him sooner, it wouldn't hurt this bad.

"C'mon... Let's get you something warm to drink, 'kay? You can stay over as long as you like," he rubbed your back, gently leading you into his home.

"thank you," you managed to get out, running your eyes.

"Don't mention it," Isshin grinned, sitting you down on the couch and wrapping you up with a blanket.

Today was going to be a good one.

[owarinaki]

Bleach : Urahara Kisuke