#Tier hallibel

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Teir Hallibel always sleeps with one eye open.

Not out of paranoia. Not much troubles her- sure, there might be entities more powerful than her in Las Noches but what of it? Either she would do battle and be fine, so she didn't have to worry about anything- or she would be dead, and wouldn't have anything to worry about.

She's never been able to sleep the way her friends described how they slept. Twice a day, she had periods where she got tired and would need to find somewhere to sit or lean and close one eye (and later, the other) and just... not think as much. Things got slower and her imagination would cook up implausible scenarios, but never the total loss of consciousness or vivid hallucinations her friends in the Las Bestias described.

Las Bestias was an old, old organization. Almost as old as Las Noches was at the time of its destruction. A community of hollows, mostly female, mostly bestial in form, not quite civilized enough for the city, too heavily persecuted for the open desert (the unregulated lusts of hollows included carnal desires as well as carnivorous ones, so any female hollow was in for vastly more harassment), but sane enough to agree to a nonviolence pact with her commune sisters for greater protection. And it was for this protection that they had sent spies to Las Noches.

Hallibel didn't join the Espada because she thought Aizen was right. She didn't even think he was going to be successful. But she did think he had the potential to be a serious problem for the commune, and needed keeping an eye on.

Especially after what had happened to their first spy, Nel.

So she stalked the halls of Las Noches, always with one eye open. It was also her nature to roam- staying still felt suffocating, and exploring the labyrinthine halls of the achromatic city provided a way to pass the time while the shinigami were off scheming in soul society.

...most of the shinigami.

Tousen had to be the smartest of the three of them by her reasoning, on account of him having to do all the actual scheduling and management and provisioning and all the other finicky drudgery of actually running Las Noches, as well as most of the general thinking for the other two. Aizen always had grand ideas and no clue how to implement them, and "thinking" was an awfully generous term for what Gin was doing with his brain. She'd stopped asking Aizen for clarification a week in after he contradicted his previous orders three times and referred her to Tousen five.

He was also the easiest of the shinigami for her to find in the labyrinth- he left a scent-trail in his wake that she could follow, like gliding after the scent of an injured fish when she was alive- the distinct odor of stress and festering wounds.

This time, she found him in a narrow slot that wasn't quite a hallway that opened up thirty feet above the floor sheet been walking on. The ceiling was so low she had to crawl to get down to the end where Tousen was crumpled up, partially in the fetal position, breathing slow but shaky.

"Can you hear me?" She asked, frowning at his face. A peculiarity of his blindness, or perhaps his extremely justified paranoia, but Tousen often slept with both eyes open. It was the case now, the pale sclera stark under his dark eyelashes, half-lidded as he lay there.

"Tousen-san?" She tried again, not reaching out. Touching someone who may or may not be fully concious was a great way to lose a hand in any part of Hueco Mundo, but especially when dealing with this poor bastard.

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"...Why?" Halibel had asked him, the first time they met.

"She mentioned this place- not the location specifically, but the name and why you're all out here- she said it was her home." He stumbled out, sitting at the rough table inside the main hall of the Las Bestias subterranean compound. Francheska, Emilou and Sian Sung surrounded him as Halibel lead the interrogation, claws and horns and fangs at the ready.

It wasn't every day a Shinigami turned up at the front door, carrying your half-dead comrade.

"Will she be alright?" The Shinigami called Tousen asked, tilting his head to listen at Hallibel better. "I tried to get her here as fast as possible, but... Well. She kept your secrets well."

Halibel glanced down the hall in the general direction of the surgery. She hadn't recognized Nel when the shinigami carried her in. Halibel's former sparring partner had somehow regressed into infancy, but instead of a goatling kid she was a human toddler.

"I don't know." Halibel shrugged. "You didn't answer my question."

He cocked his head at her, confused.

"Why did you try to save her? What's in it for you?" Halibel tried again, emphasizing the rumble of irritation in her voice since he couldn't see her glaring.

"...She's my friend? And a child?" He listened at her guilelessly. "You don't leave people to die, but especially not children?"

There was a nervous shuffling of the assembled Bestias.

"I was absent most of the time Miss Odelschwanck was an adult in Las Noches, so I didn't know her well, but- I was struck by her compassion in handling the weaker hollows, and her determination to keep the worst impulses of the other espada in check. I suppose her being a spy makes sense- she's far too kind to be a true believer in Azien." The Shinigami sighed.

"Who the fuck is Oldschwang?" Emilou growled.

"...Miss Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck?" Tousen asked.

"Her name is Nel Tu." Francheska glared. "No idea where all those other syllables came from.

The shinigami frowned, but didn't reply.

"...and you?" Halibel squinted at him, trying to make sense of the man. "Why do you serve Aizen?"

"God help me, I wish I could tell you." Tousen laughed, cold and bitter, baring his teeth in something that wasn't a smile.

"...As in the reason you work for him is a secret, or you don't know why you're doing it?" Francheska puzzled.

His quiet not-a-laugh continued, taking on a high whine of pain.

"...or as in something is stopping you from speaking?" Halibel asked, and his head snapped up, eyes wide with surprise and smile suddenly genuine.

"Oh." Halibel realized. "...Shit."

The Shinigami's high cackle of pain echoed around the cave.

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Tousen had begged them not to come, to stay as far from the city as possible.

Halibel followed him. It was the first of many, many times she'd follow his scent at a distance, a benevolent stalker. It was also the first of many times she'd see how his shoulders tightened when he was tired, unconsciously trying to guard himself as the range of his reiryoken shrank with exhaustion.

It was a look of genuine surprise and terrible pain when she closed the distance just before getting to the main gate of Las Noches, and told the sniveling little twerp who opened it that Tousen had recruited her.

They couldn't leave a menace like Aizen and his "Arrancar" unobserved. Nel had gone initially not because of her formidable strength, but because she was the best liar among them. They had no use for subtlety now, and so their most powerful and cold-blooded warrior came to keep him in check. By the way Gin shrugged and showed them inside, perhaps they didn't need to be skilled liars at all.

"Your arrival is most serendipitous, Miss Teir." Aizen oozed, incorrectly guessing which of her names to use. "As it happens, we have an opening."

Behind him, the other handful of Espada present shared meaningful glances with each other and the gap in their lineup near Aizen. Tousen stood beside the throne, silent and immobile.

"Fortune favors those that have the strength to seize it." Halibel replied evenly, not looking away from the self-declared ruler of Las Noches.

"It also favors those that plan ahead!" Gin chirped happily as he slithered into the throne room. Behind him, three familiar adjuchas hollows cowered. "I found them trying to climb over the east wall! How kind of you, to supply your own forces! But why didn't they enter the front gate with you, I wonder..?"

Halibel didn't move, more listening with the sensitive nerves along her sides at her stupid, stupid friends, watching Aizen gloat at her, trying to hide her racing pulse. Shit, shit, the cover is blown, if he follows it back-

Perhaps they should have sent a good liar after all.

"Tryin' to sneak in your little spies, eh? Maybe we oughta have ourselves a fish fry!" The Espada with bright blue hair and apparently no impulse control grinned, pacing along the lip of the dias excitedly.

"I see you are also familar with idiots with more initiative than sense Lord Aizen!" Hallibel laughed.

The blue-haired arrancar bristled and snarled, some of the others chuckling at his expense.

"Grimmjow, please." Aizen waved at him. "You'll forgive him the accusation, he acts out of loyalty."

"Then you'll forgive my friends the sin of loyalty if you value it so much in your own followers?" Halibel asked lightly, and Aizen laughed.

"Well played, well played Miss Teir!" He applauded as he stood up from his throne, hand on his sword "...but I do not forgive without penance. Prove that you have the strength and loyalty to serve me!"

There was a bright flash, and Halibel only barely got her guard up in time, the shinigami's sword sinking a good inch into Tiburón, the heavy blade that made up her right forearm. She shoved Tiburón down towards Aizen's hands, trying to catch his Zanpakuto in the gap in the center of her blade, or maybe lop a few fingers off, but instead he sprang back and Halibel assumed a defensive stance, trying to blink the dazzling spots out of her vision faster.

"Very Good!" The Aizens chorused, as there seemed to be five of him now. They held their hands up to show off identically nicked forefingers. "You made me bleed!"

No difference in voice, appearance, reiatsu or most distressingly- scent. The smell of the shinigami's delicious, delicious blood encircled her, and she had to shake to keep her attention- Did his Zanpakuto make clones? Or illusions? Where to strike?

There was a small motion above her, and her gaze reflexively followed it. Tousen had moved from behind the throne to the edge of the pit, walking along the side until he stopped and turned sharply to stand at attention immediately behind the Aizen to her left.

"Tick Tock Miss T-WOAH!" Aizen yelped as she charged, the other five Aizens scattering to mist as he was forced to guard again. She circled, following the weak spot in his grip under his right elbow- Aizen must be left-handed, his right side lagged ever so slightly and protecting his right abdomen was an awkward twist for him- not allowing him the chance to go on the offensive again. A strike that broke his grip on the sword, right hand flailing as he tried to catch his balance and she went in for the kill-

BLAM!

Ah. Kido. They can do that too. Halibel remembered as she struggled to sit up from the rubble of the opposite wall. She got to her knees, her whole body twitching in pain from the electrical blast, when she felt the blade at her throat.

"An admirable effort!" Aizen smiled down at her, glasses glinting ominously. "I simply must know- How did you see past my illusion?"

"Didn't." Halibel shrugged, not looking up. "One in five wasn't bad odds- or if they were clones and I killed one, you'd be 20% closer to death. I only picked the one on the left because I'm also a southpaw."

"...I like your sense of initiative. Tempered by good judgement but with no fear." Aizen nodded approvingly, the point of his blade moving up her throat, over her cheek and forehead to rest at the top of her head. "Very well-"

CRACK!

She shrieked in pain, the split of her mask traveling down her back and shredding her skin. She gasped as her hollow armor fell away, clutching at her neck and face to keep it in place, seized by the irrational thought that if it fell away from there, she'd suffocate. the split travelled up from her hollow hole just below her navel, and stopped with a terrible burning like a brand on her chest. She dropped to the floor, but the limbs that caught her weight were not the finlike blade and fingerless hand she came in with, but fully human hands.

"-I dub thee Tres Espada Teir Hallibel!" Aizen smilled, leaning down and offering her a chivalrous hand up.

"Thank you, Lord Aizen." She bowed her head, but didn't take his hand as she got up.

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"I'm so sorry." Tousen sighed, slumped against the wall of the now-Third Espada's quarters as she examined her new body in the mirror. She was almost entirely human now, save for the prominent hole in her lower abdomen and the remains of her mask.

"You're not the one who owes me an apology." Hallibel muttered, her friends-now-fraccion flinching with guilt. "It's not so bad really. Being a hybrid of aquatic and terrestrial creature was vastly uncomfortable and I often wished I was one or the other. I suppose I'm the other now."

"Yeah, if becoming an arrancar prevents devolution and makes you this hot, I might go for it too!" Emilou grinned, the deerlike hollow kicking at the floor with her forehoof.

"Just because you have a huge rack now doesn't mean you'll get a huge rack like Lady Hallibel, dumbass." Sian Sung grumbled from where she had coiled up on the bed.

"It'll take some getting used to being a mammal now." Hallibel muttered, prodding at her exceptionally pronounced breasts. "And wearing clothes- is this jacket supposed to leave my tits hanging half out?"

"It's Gin's design and given what I know of his preferences, probably." Tousen sighed. "I'll see if I can find something with better coverage-"

"Oh, nah. I'd go about naked if the others didn't make such a fuss." Hallibel shrugged. "I just didn't want to look like some idiot wearing these clothes inside out or something."

"Well, well, well! Look at all this fresh meat!" a tall Arrancar in an even stupider-looking jacket that make him look like a giant spoon leered from the door.

"Go away Nnoitra." Tousen groaned.

"Lord Tousen! Aren't you the dark horse?" Nnoitra leaned in the doorframe with the gracelessness of a broken chair falling over to grin lasciviously at the Shinigami. "We all know Gin's a little pervert, but Nelliel vanishes and you come back from your errands with this hot piece of ass less than a day later! Where are you keeping this slut-stash of yours, eh?"

"HEY!" Emilou shouted. "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, ASSHOLE?" Francheska snarled. "Yeah, don't comment on other people's asses when you don't have one of your own you fucking animated stick figure?" Sian hissed.

"Keep your voices down, you've all been enough of a headache today." Hallibel sighed, walking pass this obnoxious interloper without acknowledgement to address Tousen. "Alright, you said there was documents I needed to read?"

"Yeah, yeah, pretend to ignore me- I know you want this." Nnoitra grinned making a vulgar gesture at his groin. "C'mon- you can't hold a candle to Nelliel, but you'd look so much prettier if you smiled!"

"Nnoitra. Leave." Tousen growled, hand on his zanpakuto.

"It's fine." Hallibel spoke evenly, putting a hand on the Shinigami's shoulder. "C'mere." She smirked at Nnoitra over the high collar that covered everything between the middle of her nose and tits.

"Huh?" Nnoitra blinked stupidly.

"You wanted a smile, right? Come here." She beckoned him closer with a beguiling finger.

"You mean-? Oh! Oh shit, sure-!" Nnoitra sputtered, clearly unprepared for his gambit to work, leaning into Hallibel's personal space, almost blushing.

She waited until he was merely inches away to yank the zipper of her jacket down, revealing the remains of her mask covering the lower half of her face- cartilaginous plates covering the Ampullae of Lorenzini still lurking under her newly mammalian lips, and dozens of serrated, daggerlike sharks teeth in a too-broad-to-be-friendly grin.

Nnoitra gulped, brain stalling out, and she snapped at him with a loud Clack! of teeth and took off the tip of his nose.

"FUCK!" Nnoitra screamed, stumbling back and grabbing his face. "YOU BITCH!"

"Don't be shy!" Hallibel teased, stepping into the hallway after him, licking her chops. "You were right, I *do* want that thing in your pants-"

"Fuck! Fuck off you freak!" Nnoitra hastily scrambled to his feet and sprinted down the hall.

"Not even a kiss?" Hallibel called after him, watching him try to take a corner too sharply and slipping in his haste, slamming face-first into the hard floors of the fortress, screaming more profanities as he got up and continued to flee. She stepped back into the room with an amused huff, her Fraccion howling with laughter and the shinigami looking decidedly befuddled.

"Give me your hand, I won't bite." She offered.

Tousen tilted his ear at her skeptically.

"Well. I won't bite *you*." She corrected herself, stepping a little closer, turning to the side and bowing her head a bit in a gesture of nonaggression. "Thank you, for the bit on the dais earlier."

After a moment, Tousen sighed and cautiously offered her a gloved hand. She took it, guiding his fingertips to her face, letting him carefully feel her teeth.

"Oh. Oh no!" Tousen snorted with amusement, pale eyes wide and face breaking into the first genuine smile she'd seen on him.

She grinned under the mask, realized he couldn't feel it, and moved his hand so his fingertips up so he could feel her eyes crinkle under them. His shoulders slumped a bit as he gave up some of the tension, and she leaned forward, pressing her forehead to his.

"Thank you." she repeated. "Not just for the signal. For the warning about Aizen's trickery. And Nel. I'll keep you updated on any news about her, alright?"

"I'd appreciate it. Thank you." He sighed, resting for a moment against her before straightening up. "I need to attend to other business, but you'll be able to find me to return this when you're done reading it, right?" he asked, handing her a file folder with maps of the fortress and schedules and other necessary notes for her performance as Lord Aizen's Loyal Lackey.

"Yeah. I'll track you down anywhere in here." She teased.

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Once again, in the back of this odd hidden hallway, she was fulfilling that promise to track him down.

"Tousen-san?" she asked, frowning at him, trying to figure out if he was safe to shake awake.

"Ngh? Who- who's there?" the shinigami groaned, blinking awake and struggling to get up on his elbows. He'd been getting steadily worse since she came to Las Noches, overworked and under-rested. He swayed, and some distant instinct told Hallibel he wouldn't struggle much if she went for his jugular right now.

Another, much more present instinct made her lean in, pressing her forehead to his. "It's Hallibel." she spoke softly.

"Oh. I- I must've- thank you for finding me." Tousen sighed. "I- I need to-"

"You need to lie back down and sleep." Hallibel gently explained. "If you wear yourself out now, who's going to explain I won't bite to the other shinigami after Aizen blows himself up?"

"Would that I had your faith in my skills as a diplomat. Or our chances of an escape." Tousen huffed a weak laugh, but let Hallibel recline, back on the wall at the end of the crevice where she could watch the hidden entrance, and lay down beside her, head in her lap, letting her play with his braids as he settled again.

"Just rest." She hummed, committing the sin of loyalty again. "I'll keep an eye out for both of us."

AEIWAM Question: What do the various Espada Think of Tousen? Follow-up question, will they, the bunch of dumbasses that they are (because Aizen made them for loyalty, not thinking), declare him their unquestioned leader once Aizen, Gin and Urloquia fork off to see the cosmic taffy pull (also presuming that Barrigan winds up face down in a ditch per canon)?

Bless you for asking this, I needed something to chew on. I'm going to answer these one at a time because the post would be insanely long, and how the thought of him Before the Battle of Karakura Probably:

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Aaroniero and Arruruerie are SURE they've met before, and that they owes the man a debt of gratitude.

It's possible, they suppose. They have consumed and absorbed the memories of so many hollows that maybe they remember the face from a hollow he killed.

At least, that's what they hope is going on.

But they have Nightmares. Not of being pursued by Shinigami but of being the Shinigami in hot pursuit. Dreams of walking through a city, surrounded by humans that adore them. Names and Faces- Rukia and her dipshit older brother, Jushiro with the nice couch they sometimes pass out on after long nights- if Jushiro's husband wasn't already there. ...Memories, of meeting each other, and falling in love. How it felt as natural to look up to her as it was to gaze at the moon. How waking up to him felt as natural as the dawn. Memories of being married by Captain Ukitake, after Tousen had done them the inexplicable favor of organizing the whole party and acquiring wedding rings. He loves organizing things for people. Ukitake had smiled. Especially weddings. I just hope it's not guilt from the one he didn't get to. His husband had frowned.

That's impossible, of course. They know who they are, how they arose from the vile muck in the shadowy pits of Hueco Mundo. They never stood in the sun one late afternoon, to marry, not with how it burns.

...and yet.

There's no harm in being polite, right? They don't mind locking Glottineria in it's scabbard with an audible click when he comes into the room, to affirm lack of hostilities. Or giving him the cup of tea Aizen gives everyone at his insufferable meetings afterwards- it's not like they can drink it! ...And if sometimes, when they've been working late in the lab studying the effects and causes of Hollowfication, when Tousen gets tired and starts to call them "Kaien" and "Miyako"-

-Well, what's the harm in answering in the voices he expects to hear?

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Fanart of Tier Halibel from Bleach.

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characters with the biggest personalities

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Arrancars going to a metal show headcanons

Fandom: Bleach

Rated: PG

Genre: Headcanons

Warnings: None!

Admin Harmony: Went to the metal show not too long ago so I was inspired.

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Ulquiorra Cifer:

-Yeah, no crap Ulquiorra likes metal music.

-Doesn't really like going to metal shows on his own. He thinks they are too crowded, and too noisy and he hates drunk people.

-But if his s/o wants to go and if there is an interesting band he wants to see live then he will go.

-Has gone into the Mosh pit one time and he hated it.

-did it once and will never do it again.

-will be sober because he wants to enjoy the music.

-will keep watch of his s/o in case they go into the mosh pit or get too drunk, will watch them like a hawk.

-might headbang with his s/o if they insist.

-Will most likely stand in the back or sit at a table and watch and listen to the band he wants to listen too.

-along with his s/o if she doesnt want to be too drunk or go crazy.

-the two can just sit, talk, listen to music and vibe.

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Grimmjow Jaegarjauez:

-He is more of a punk/hardcore man.

-But he still enjoy metal from time to time so if there is metal band that he likes then he will go.

-you KNOW he is going into the moshpits.

-Hell he would hardcore dance(Which involves a lot of kicking and punching in their dancing) in the most pit.

-Will start a fight with the person he accidentally kicked or punched in the moshpit.

-will definitely be drunk at the show, headbanging, moshing and hardcore dancing all night long.

-And if they kick pack intentionally will be beat their ass.

-Will get kicked out of the bar by the end of the night.

-throws bottles, shoes and shit in the moshpits while he is in it.

-If he has an s/o with him then they both will be chaotic together.

-drunk af, headbanging, moshing, etc. (s/o will be smart not to hardcore dance in the moshpit.)

-s/o will watch grimmjow getting kicked out of the bar and will pretend not to know him LOL.

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Tier Hallibel:

-Loves metal music but doesn't want to go alone so if her s/o wants to come she will be excited.

-will dance and headbang to the metal music.

-has the best alternative girl outfit at the show.

-everyone compliments her on her makeup and outfit.

-likes moshing but only does everyone once in awhile because creepy men touch her while in the pit.

-first time that happens he punches him in the face.

-He got very scared and apologized profusely especially when she threaten to beat him up even more after the show.

-Now no one messes with her the mosh pits.

-Will also protect her s/o if she gets too drunk or is in the mosh pits as well.

-Rolls her eyes when someone ask her, "Name Three songs" to band she likes and will just walk away.

-most of the time she will be also be in the back listening to the music and watching her s/o.

-will headbang and dance with her s/o if she asks and insists though,

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Neliel Odelschwanck:

-My girl loves metal music.

-will also have one of the cutest alt girl outfits in the bar and gets tons of compliments.

-will headbang, dance and just scream out the lyrics.

-the energy it gives she will give it back.

-loves moshpits and will always go in one.

-will punch a creepy guy if they get too handsey but will mostly ignore them and just mosh.

-will encourage her s/o to headband and go into the moshpit ans d she will protect them.

-by the end of the niht she is drunk, happy and filled with joy.

-"We have to do this again! When is the next show?!"

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Nnoitra Gilga:

-Loves everything at a metal show.

-He will headbang, scream the lyrics and definitely will go moshing.

-actually knows the etiquette to moshing and will be pissed if someone breaks the rules.

-has gotten into a fight with grimmjow for hardcore dancing in the moshpit and got knocked the fuck out by his accidental punching and kicking.

-They both get kicked out of the show and fight in the parking lot LOL.

-Metal elitist to a T.

-will judge music taste especially if they like metalcore.

-" Will walk up to a hot metal head chick and be the "name three songs" Type of guy.

- "You like decapitation pig?🙄oh yeah, name three songs.🤨."

-or he will be the creep that tries to flirt with the hot alternative girl(especially if they named three songs) and wont leave her alone.

-throws shit in the moshpits like bottles and shoes as well.

-will be drunk as shit.

-This man will be in his element at the show.

-and will go to almost every one of them from then on.

-if he has an s/o he will be drunk as shit, headbanging, and moshing with them.

-will probably make out in the corner of the bar later while the metal music plays in the background.

-so drunk and pumped from the show he might even want to have sex with them after the show.

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YEAH YEAH

These are my three girlfriends.

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Send me a Character and I'll tell you if my Muse would sleep with them Captain Unohana, Tier Hallibel, Hisana Kuchiki ( hehehehe😈)

“…okay, so, that’s the scariest Shinigami captain, the queen of the Hollows, and Rukia’s dead older sister, right? Well, I can start with Hisana since I never got the chance to meet her, and I can’t say whether I would or not. Harribel, on the other hand…she seems quiet, and surprisingly kind, and if nothing else I think we could become good friends, but if given the chance I wouldn’t say no.”

“Unohana, though…? Well, I definitely wouldn’t say no if she asked, mostly because saying no to a woman like her feels dangerous in itself…but seeking her out to sleep together…? I mean…something tells me I wouldn’t last the night, but it would be a night to remember…”

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There is this weird assumption among some Bleach fans that the Soul Society operates on human esque values of judgement after Ichigo intervened in Rukia’s execution and Aizen betrayed them basically making them show their ass that they’re totally inept fools. They do not, this is based on a fundamental misunderstanding of what the Soul Society and its established purpose is. The Soul Society changed their relationship to the human world, many important Shinigami developed either a relationship with or some degree of rapport and empathy with a human being. What Ichigo changed was their rigidity and adherence to arbitrary and immoral laws, the Soul Society is now a dynamic and changing organization. But they do not and have never existed to police right and wrong. But of course Shinigami are human at heart, so there’s always some degree of conflict between the values of the individual and the purpose of the institution, which was a huge cornerstone of the Soul Society Arc.

Their relationship with non humans (and that includes Quincy) while changed was tense at best for awhile though Ichigo and Orihime’s intervention has helped that (I could write a whole post about how Ichigo + Orihime are accidentally responsible for the stabilization of Hueco Mundo and the arrancar as a society under Tier Hallibel Grimmjow and Nel’s leadership but that’s a separate post). That’s because the Soul Society exists to maintain the balance of the universe, most Shinigami have blue and Orange morality and have lived for hundreds of years in a world where death is everywhere yet totally impermanent due to being aware of and directly experiencing the cycle of reincarnation.

Take Mayuri for example. A LOT of fans have problems with Mayuri even being allowed to be apart of the Soul Society…why? Because he’s evil despite being ostensibly on the “good” side? (although there is a degree of moral ambiguity, many Hollows are sentient after all, they can protest to being purified and killed, of course most fans don’t care about the hollows at all because they see them as ugly monsters you can’t make cute fanart of so they get ignored). When we first learn of Mayuri’s backstory we see that he thrown in the single worst prison, the Maggots Nest..and that he’s the only one with a cell. The Maggots Nest prisoners are allowed to roam free because they are not a threat to Captains…but Mayuri is locked up.

Mayuri is not some guy who just randomly became a criminal and did evil war crimes and now he has to be judged for it. He was hand picked knowing he was a criminal of the highest order because Urahara had ambitions and Mayuri had the talent to fulfill it, and now he’s beneficial to the balance of the universe so they keep him. Mayuri deciding to just wipe out thousands of souls so the universe doesn’t collapse is a show of that, he’s the ideal Shinigami, a literal God of Death who doles out destruction to preserve the universe without regard for moral quandaries or hand wringing.

The Soul Society was FOUNDED by criminals trying to make order out of chaos, in the Bleach universe everyone is a baby but there is no sitter, God is dead and morality is so grey and muddled that the good side cannot and do not attempt to even demonize their opponents in the way you would expect. We hear this first hand in the TYBW, “war happens because both sides are just,” meaning the Shinigami cannot go and just act so high and mighty because they’re defending the order of the universe, and the Quincies threatening to destroy it doesn’t make them automatically worse than the Shinigami. We hear from Yhwach himself and Quilge that the Quincy who believed in moral justifications and honor and Justice like Uryu’s grandfather were outmoded and did not survive, the only ones left were those cruel enough to behave like Shinigami or even worse.

There basically isn’t a right answer, it’s inherently muddled and the stakes are on such a high, cosmic scope that it allows the story to preserve a lot of moral ambiguity without actually offering value judgements except from the perspective of individual characters. Now without CFYOW this narrative is incomplete in the manga, BUT we see CFYOW referenced in the new canon anime adaption of Bleach so…here’s hoping that gets fixed. My hopes for Bleach Kai are high.

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

After turning her fraccion into futas and mating with all 3 of the, Tier Hallibel finds herself growing with a massive brood of arrancar.

(Yessss!

"Sigh... I may have greatly underestimated how much of a burden repopulating would be. I should of gotten Loly or Nel to help instead... I wonder if Roka is too busy training Cien and the others to take some of the load off..." Hallibel groaned as she laid atop a mound of pillows and blankets in her secluded bed chamber high in one of the many palaces scattered around Hueco mundo. Her three guards and closest companies watched her like a hawk constantly shadowing her nowadays given her vulnerable state thanks to her pregnancy.

"Lady Hallibel! Emilou won't give me a turn! She mated with you 3 TIMES already!" Cyan whined the needy Naga coiling around the now queen of hueco mundo with her coils gently wrapping around her Queen's belly protectively.

"Huff... did not! Besides our queen needs us! How else are we supposed to repopulate after the invasion? You can go next time!" The deer themed arrancar scoffed as she put her newly gained appendage to good use breeding queen from behind.

"Oi! Don't argue infront of lady Hallibel! She needs her rest! It's our job to PROTECT HER not keep her up with needless fighting!" Franceska said butting in as she rubbed the Queen's gut with one hand and fed her cake with another.

"It's only been a week and I already need a break..." Hallibel groaned from boredom almost wishing for another invasion to happen just so she had something to do.

[itashiro-hitsuchiha]

♔: A character (in general) that you’d like to interact with

Ask the mun

So I won't really say anything in regards to OCs I want to interact with cuz I'll usually want to interact with them being an OC hoarder enthusiast. So I'll list off a couple canon characters I would like to interact with a little more for one reason or another.

Naruto Uzumaki- I have plenty of plotlines I'd like to try with a Naruto mun should they be alright with them/want to.

KH Aqua- she's my top waifu from the game series and I only have two main KH OCs but she's so gorgeous I can't not want to interact with her more.

Tia/Tier Harribel/Hallibel (I tend to lean towards Tia Harribel spelling)- She just seems fun and I love her design and power set. Long and short of it she needs more love.

[keikakudori]

for the two name meme: tier or neliel?

❝ A choice between my two Tres? It would be Hallibel. I do have my preferences but she is one of the few who could certainly convince me to think otherwise. Nelliel is sweet enough, but I prefer Hallibel by far. She is wise enough to keep her mouth shut unless she has something relevant to say -- I enjoy people like that quite a bit. It's not exclusive to just her. ❞

[teodorawitchblade]

✦ Ｔｉｅｒ Ｈａｌｌｉｂｅｌ

[scribble-dee-doo]

Grimmjow pops up like a toothache the week before exams. The only reason Ichigo doesn't immediately banish him back to the ghost zone is that he's not wearing his serial killer grin and he is trailing the scary shark lady Espada.

After a half-second of processing, it occurs to him that two Espada might be worth twice the alarm instead of half, but she seemed chill when she wasn't calling up tsunamis and Toshiro had declared something about honorable opponents last time they'd stumbled across the subject.

She also apparently goes for sweater vests when she's in gigai, which is weirdly cute.

Grimmjow, on the other hand, is snarling at people and hunched in a leather jacket, like the cliché he is.

“I'm taking you home with me,” he decides.

Grimmjow turns around, offended for some reason, but shark lady speaks right over him.

“We have matters to discuss,” she intones.

The intoning and the fact that Grimmjow doesn't rip her spine out for interrupting him makes him wonder about who's running Hueco Mundo after Aizen and Barragan.

[jkrobertson]

El Discord the Las Noches ch. 10

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21039374/chapters/52732999

Excerpt:

A round of boos rang through the stadium. Except for Nel. She was cheering her fool head off for both competitors. As the sound of “Number One” started playing all over the stadium, filling the crowd with excitement, the shinigami came out wearing the torn shinigami uniform of his bankai and a luchador’s mask with the design of his hollow’s mask.

“Chad! Are you sure this is absolutely necessary?” Ichigo whined. He didn’t like how the mask obstructed his vision slightly. Plus, it was hot.

“Ichigo, you got the best part of the deal, you need to see how Grimmjow is dressed,” his stoic friend replied to the Ichigo’s complaints.

[theonlysushi]

LESBIANSSSS

[codename-freya]

~*~ Small and young, still inexperienced in her rank but experienced in trauma that threatened to completely break her. Her gaze stayed trained on the ground. Hearing that this powerful Espada had lost a part of herself brought some sorrow to the shinigami. Both had befallen someone that could only be described as a monster. Even after being a subject of Szayelapporo, Quilge’s cruelty was what almost made Kaisa give up completely. She still had some fight in her until the Quincy captured her.

Kaisa had no peace within her. She was so lost she felt as though she couldn’t fulfill her duties. The words Tier spoke gave her some semblance of the hope she’d thought would never come back, “I know we are of two separate worlds, we are two separate beings… but… I don’t know how to find myself again…”

Her voice was tiny, showing how young she truly was.

“I implore your help Hallibel-sama.”

@codename-freya:

The small blonde looked up at her, emerald eyes dark and haunted. She felt small in comparison, both physically and by power. Kaisa averted her gaze, then bowed out of respect for the queen of Hueco Mundo. Both of them had survived that monster of a Quincy and yet the Espada seemed to have recovered and coped better with what happened. She didn't look back up as she straightened her posture, "please tell me, how you seem as though you didn't lose yourself."

❝ 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃. ❞ tier spoke, once the moment of silent was full and filling lungs with fake air ----- baited breath now released. no doubt the young shinigami was also the same one szayelaporro had captured, or so she heard from around the area. she was lost, soul unbound to the ground yet incapable of finding peace. the king stares at her with a small narrowing of her own gaze.

not in cruelness toward her, but tier herself for being weak at that moment and not being able to save those around her once again. ❝ but from the ruins, one rebuilds themselves from the ground up. it is easier to do so with others to show you the right way. ❞