I love your Bleach headcanons and AUs so much that I can't help but make my own that I need to share so:
KHR/Bleach crossover: Dying Will Flames use Reishi as a fuel source. Flames are created when they "burn" the reiatsu. Flame actives were some of the first natural shinigami as they use up the reishi in an area and, with enough will they can even destroy hollows by burning *THEIR* reishi up. Even Latents will casually burn the residual reshi around them.
Because of this, Nanimori is almost completely devoid of spiritual energy, in contrast with Karakura, which is drowning in it. Shinigami and Hollows once knew about Dying WillFl. Hollows would even specifically go after Flame Users, even though they don't register to spiritual senses. However, as Shinigami became more prevalent, Dying Will Flames fell out of use, especially since they interfered with kido spells. Hollows society is too volatile, and the members who still remember DWF are now too powerful to leave Hueco Mundo. Only the Soutaicho and a select few Shinigami remember DWF as well as what they can do.
Forgot this performance the KHR/Bleach AU
Everyone thinks that since they're dead, souls can no longer use DWF. This is not true. You don't stop having will just because you die. DWF reflect your soul. That's not even taking into account that Soul Society is technically a 'Second Life'.
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Ooohhh yes, Yes this is good fun. (Sorry it took me 9000yrs to look at this) But i love the concept!!! this is fantastic fun
So are we as a community all deeply emotionally attached to various red stone creations?
Like Grumbot is obvious, that’s our slightly homicidal, capitalistic, boy
But then we also have David (the copper field) & the iron titan (my beloved). Whose creators put so much time into creation that they might as well be considered their crowning achievement.
And at the bottom of the ice berg we have decked out 2 & total chaos which are both ridiculous redstone monstrosities, who’ve had enough blood sweat and tears poured into them that they’re permanent fixtures in their creator’s nightmares.
Yo make a short story short, i love, my dictator robot child, my ore Constructs and the redstone eldritch monstrosities dearly <3
“This is the best Ethiopian I’ve ever had. Do you know a lot about food?” Alec asked. “I mean, obviously you do. Never mind. That was a dumb thing to say.”
“No, it wasn’t,” Magnus said, frowning.
Alec reached for a bite of penne arrabiata. He immediately began to choke on it. Tears streamed from his eyes.
“Alexander!” said Magnus.
“I’m fine!” Alec gasped, looking horrified. He snatched at his piece of bread first and only realized that it was bread when he tried to dab his eyes with it. He dropped the bread hastily and grabbed his napkin up instead, hiding both streaming eyes and scarlet face.
“You are obviously not fine!” Magnus told him, and tried a very tiny bite of the penne. It burned like fire: Alec was still wheezing into his napkin. Magnus made a peremptory gesture for the waiter that might have included a few blue sparks snapping and crackling onto other people’s tablecloths.
The people eating near them were edging their tables subtly away.