#aizen fanfic

[kenpachissluut]

Stoic Woman trying to flirt with Bleach Men ꨄ︎ (Request)

this was a request, i have choosen Kenpachi and Aizen for you. I always try to keep stories short, but always fail :( I hope you still like it nonetheless and maybe give me privately your feedback (since you were anonymous) and love you too!! ❤️

warning: smut, explicit content and language, 18+mdni

Kenpachi Zaraki ꨄ︎

Walking through the Seireitei you can see in the distance your Captain Zaraki. You always had a Crush on him, but were just to stoic to tell him or atleast flirt with him. Something snapped in your mind today as you confidently approached him. You didn’t had any experience with flirting, didn’t knew what was appropriate or not. Stopping before him he gives you a cocky smirk, not expecting you would flirt with him.

,,Do you know how long your dick is? If not, wanna measure it with my throat?‘‘ you were absolutely dead serious, not even smiling at him. Kenpachi looked at you dumbfounded but soonly bursted out into an amused laughter, you can’t help but felt embarrassed.

,,Damn, i knew you were secretly admiring me, but i never thought you would flirt with me like that.‘‘ Feeling ashamed at his laughing trying to mask it under your stoic face.

,,Sorry i didn’t meant to..‘‘ you said trying to escape this embarrassing situation, cheeks flushed red. He grabbed your wrist, yanking you towards his rough calloused chest as he leaned down, whispering hot into your ear:

,,I think you are the one who want to know how long my cock is, i can measure it with your throat and every other fucking hole you want with.‘‘ Cheeks flushing even a deeper shade of red, Kenpachi just pulled you along with him towards his office. You might crossed a line but it worked so fuck it. Mind already filled on how you would suck the life out of his fat cock.

Aizen Sosuke ꨄ︎

Wearing a serious face as always you made your way to your Captain’s Office. Knocking softly, you heard a short ,,Come in‘‘. As you opened the door you saw Captain Aizen sitting on his desk, working on some papers. You secretly crushed on him badly, always imagining the dirtiest things with him.

,,What do you need dear?‘‘ he asked you smiling softly. You snapped out of your trance approaching his desk slowly. ,,Just a Sign from you on these Papers‘‘ you said stoically placing them on his desk. He nodded, signing the papers. As he did so, you couldn’t help but stare at his hands, they were so big, so veiny, so masculine and sexy. Not even noticing it, you spoke out loud your dirty thoughts.

,,Nice hands you got there Captain, if only they were around my throat.‘‘

Aizen looked up from the papers surprised that such a thing would come from you, his serious, stoic Vice. His surprise soon turned into a smirk at your confidence as he stood up, moving around his desk, towering over you with his height.

,,So that is what you want? My hands around your throat huh? Such a dirty little vice i have…‘‘ He pressed you against the wall, firmly wrapping his beefy hand around your throat like you wanted to. Totally satisfied you hummed contently.

,,How about you‘ll fuck me while having your hands all over my body?‘‘ you asked confidently. Aizen chuckled deeply, still holding you firmly by the throat as he bends you over his desk, squeezing your neck.

,,You don’t need to tell me twice, but keep quiet or anyone hears us little slut.‘‘

Kenpachissluut 🩷

[suigetsusunny]

Temporary Whispers Of The Heart ⊹₊⟡⋆ | Sosuke Aizen X Reader Chapter 8 | The Wonder Of You

˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ The autumn leaves left goosebumps on your skin as they gently caressed you, falling gracefully from the tree you were seated under. You munched on the gyoza in your hands, a snack you had mustered with your low income. Tainting the sky a myriad of ochre, the sun began to set under the horizon. And just as you were about to lie down on the blanket you had placed underneath you, the voice of a girl could be heard behind you.

“Is that… Pork gyoza?”

Snapping your head behind you, you discerned a little girl with a lieutenant badge. Yachiru Kusajishi. Her soft pink hair flowed slowly in the wind as she gazed at you with large eyes. 

“Yes. It is…” You reply, slightly intimidated. Noticing her eyes drifting to stare hungrily at the dumplings beneath you, you smiled and decided to give one to her.

“You seem hungry. Would you like one?”

Yachiru smiled giddily, readily accepting the food as she plops herself down next to you.

“Thank you! You’re so kind.”

You returned a grin, letting out a soft breath of laughter as you watched her devour the food given to her.

“Hey… Why are you out here? Where’s your home?”

She mumbles between bites, readily gulping down your snack. You sheepishly look away, chuckling.

“Ah well… I don’t have one. Don’t have enough money to get one either.”

Yachiru stares at you, bewildered. "Huuuh? You look pretty young. Can't you just stay with your family."

Gulping at the mention of family, your gaze drifts onto your lap as you sigh. A moment of realisation crosses the lieutenant's face.

"Hey... Aren't you... Yoruichi's sis?"

You could feel your shoulders slump, and as you began to respond, you were quickly cut off by Yachiru grabbing your hand and dragging you away with her.

“There you are! Captain Unohana has been looking for you everywhere. Come!”

As you let the small lieutenant lead you to the Fourth Division headquarters, you couldn’t help but admire the small adornments around the division. Lights decorated beautifully with lanterns for the coming of the new year. For the time being, you were placed somewhere low in the Fourth Division, but you were just an average reaper in training. You had never even properly met Captain Unohana. 

In the Captains head office, neatly stacked papers greet you, as well as Captain Unohana, Captain Shunsui and Captain Ukitake.

“Welcome, Y/N. Or I should say, Miss Shihoin.”

You gulped the lump in your throat in fear, afraid of what was to occur. Were you going to be banished from the Gotei 13? Did they find out about what had happened? But how… You had eradicated your last name when applying to be a Soul Reaper.

Yachiru sat herself on the dark oak desk ahead, happily finishing her food as she looked at Unohana. 

“Hey! I brought her to you. And she even offered me food.”

Ukitake passed her a bag of sweets before she giddily fleed, bidding farewell as she exited out the door. As the shoji door slid shut, all eyes returned to you. You awkwardly bow, before looking down at the floor in respect.

“So… Y/N. I have heard of your circumstances.”

You hung your head low, afraid of what was to come. Underneath the warm hearted appearance, somehow you could sense something unnerving underneath as Unohana approached you. She brought a hand up, and you expected the worst, closing your eyes and accepting whatever discipline was to come.

Soft fingers carefully caressed your tresses, gently rubbing your head. 

"How long have you been living without a home?"

You looked up at her, your confusion augmenting.

“Uh… Six months now.”

Unohana's dark eyes rest as she smiles wearily, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Royal families… Are something incomprehensible. They operate on a much different plane. I don't want you to lose your potential because of matters like this, Y/N. I’ll give you a home.”

Nodding in respect and appreciation, you bow once more.

“Just don’t lose sight of who you really are. Because I know you can flourish into something beautiful.”

˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅

You hum as you carefully slide your pen across your page, scribbling out the recipitent of your letter, Zaraki Kenpachi, alongside many other arrays of words. Signing off your name with a flick , you lean back in your seat and take a sip from the ceramic cup you held in your hands. As you drift your eyes from your letter to the kitchen, you notice a certain individual shuffling around and making noise.

You slam your cup of chamomile tea down onto your desk, pushing your chair out from behind you as you stand up to look at him.

"Mr. Aizen. What are you doing."

You look down to see luscious, chestnut locks shift in their place as Aizen turns to look at you walking towards him. His mahogany irises and soft tresses glimmer in the office light of the kitchen as he maintains fervent eye contact with you, looking you up and down . You suddenly feel somewhat insecure, afraid your dark plaid office skirt or white button up were discombobulated and bothering his vision. His slow gaze up your body to your eyes almost sent shivers of fear or butterflies down your spine, which one it was, you couldn't tell. 

"The tea you have here disgraces my tongue. I've placed it on the office order list to pick some of the finer brew's from the Soul Society."

You raise an eyebrow, scoffing at his petulant demand. “This is an office, not your playground. You may not displace and replace my items as you please.”

Sosuke simply grins at your remark, toying with the silver fountain pen placed in his grip before tapping it on his lip.

“I’m sure your tongue misses the feeling of it fresh from the Rukongai. The preservatives here are… Nothing but obscene.”

You sigh, unable to disagree as you desperately yearn for the taste of traditional brew pleasantly tainting your tongue.

As Aizen’s sharp features focus on gracefully sliding the nib of the pen across the paper, you find your tongue yearning for the taste of something completely different. You could only swallow, entranced as you watch him tenderly run his tongue across his lips. 

“Aren’t you being selfish?” You frown, crossing your arms as you dismiss whatever desirable aura emitting from him was hypnotising you. 

Sosuke glances at you with a quick side eye, raising an unamused eyebrow.

“I’ve already written your precious jasmine tea down.”

Your eyes slightly widen in bewilderment as rhapsodies of joy pulsate throughout your whole being. Forcing your smile to dissipate, your eyes simmer down to a suspicious glare. 

“And what about-”

“The others were jubilated at the mention of trying out authentic Shinigami tea.” A fervent glare met your own as Aizen provided a clear answer to all of your rebuttals.

“Stop worrying. It’s only bothering the both of us.”

As he walked off, you could only watch with your jaw hung slightly, trapped in your many queries.

Is he toying with me?

He's definitely toying with me.

Heaving out a large puff of air, you exasperatedly sat back down onto your desk and began to scribble signatures onto a large pile of papers. Caught up in your thoughts and muttering under your breath, you didn’t realise a timid tap on your shoulder as you aggressively signed the renewal of the lease to the property.

“Uh, Miss Shihoin… Is everything alright?”

Karin’s sheepish grin greets you as you crane your neck to question your intern.

 “Yes… Why?”

Her pointer finger leads your eyes to a blot of ink staining the lease paper, and your heart almost leaps out of your chest as your face fills with dread. “Oh god…” Stumbling around in an unorganised manner, you desperately try to find a spare tissue before Karin places one in your grip from her own set of pocket tissues. 

“Apologies for the… unpleasant show. What was it that you needed?”

The inquisitive girl stared at you dubiously, her suspicion augmenting. 

“Miss Shihoin, you’ve been acting kind of... off lately,” Karin says, tilting her head. “You seem quite tense.”

You sigh, sitting back down and rubbing your temples. "It's nothing. Just a lot of work and... some other things on my mind." Karin narrows her eyes in response, clearly unconvinced. Her suspicious glance draws a reluctant chuckle from you.     

"I'm fine. Can you please go deliver this letter to Shuuhei and ask him to Reishify it and bring it with him to the 11th Division when he returns to the Seireitei?" 

The intern takes a deep breath, taking the letter before looking around cautiously and then placing her eyes back on you. “Look, when I'm upset, I do this thing where I vent into my draft emails. I write down everything I'm upset about. Then I just save it and never send it. I don't know about you Miss, but I find it quite therapeutic."

You raise a suspicious eyebrow. “Draft emails?”

"It helps me gather my thoughts and keeps me from snapping at people. Like my brother. Maybe it could work for you too."

You glance at Karin, her expression earnest despite her casual demeanor. The idea sounds absurd at first, but as you consider it, you can’t deny the appeal of getting your frustrations out without consequences.

“Alright,” you mutter, opening your email client. “I’ll give it a try.”

Karin grins, clearly pleased with herself. “I'm glad you're giving it a go.” The raven haired girl promptly leaves, humming to herself in glee.

You can’t help but laugh as you start typing, feeling a surprising sense of relief with every word that flows onto the screen.

You end up spending your whole lunch break furiously typing draft emails, venting all your emotion out. Karin's suggestion was one of the best things bestowed to you in your difficult life lately, you really felt like you could get some of your pent up feelings out in an orderly manner, with no consequence.

˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅

A mundane day the rest was, your communication with Aizen mitigating as moments passed and your busy schedules refused to connect. Maybe that was for the best. Though, you certainly didn't appreciate the gnarly glares the man shot you from a distance. What he wanted, your heart would never know. 

Entering the lift with him had become routine now, as both of you finished later than the others. Boring small talk, awkward hums… It was almost insufferable. 

Today Aizen broke the silence, crossing his arms. 

"You took quite the long lunch break today."

You scrunch up your nose, crossing your arms to mimic his actions. Of course, it had to be a jab at you. 

“I make up for it with my work.”

“I’m sure you do. What were you doing?”

“None of your business.”

Raising an unamused eyebrow, Sosuke simply scoffs at you before looking away.

“You’ve certainly gotten slack in the office. I do wonder who the poor recipient of your furious typing was.”

Before you could gruffly respond, the lift doors opened to the most unpleasant sight you could ever dream of. 

Your jaw drops in disgust, it felt as if ten panes of glass had just been smashed on your head. You wish on every one of your lucky stars that you were only seeing things, and that the sight beheld in front of you was not real. You look up to see Aizen's reaction, indifferent as always.

“Heya, doll.”

Hirako Shinji lay in front of you, a loosely buttoned up ivory shirt and beige pants, his hand adorned with several silver rings holding a bouquet of cheap roses… You did not like cheap roses. Something you had tried to teach him, many times. You were a woman with standards. One who should be treated like she was the most exquisite star in a museum of planets. Watching his blonde bob bounce as he took a step forward only served to piss you off to oblivion even more.

A small smirk taints Aizen’s lips, a benign chuckle emitting from his lips. 

“Ah, I see.”

Before you could explain, the man had already walked off. Your patience was about to snap into several pieces and spill all over the floor. As the blonde approaches you, you storm up to him first and grab his collar.

“What do you think you're doing?!”

Shinji scoffs, pouting at you disheartenedly. “What does it look like? I’m tryna make you mine again, doll.” He tenderly attempts to hold your arms, but you were quick to sharply whack his arm away.

You smack your face with your palm, sighing. “What gave you the idea that I wanted to be with you again, Hirako!?”

Shinji rolls his eyes, thinking of how you could be so oblivious to your apparent… Ubiquitous love, with him. “I could tell after that phone call... Why are you so worked up?-”

A moment of realisation crosses his face as he watches your eyes dart for a second to Aizen in the distance, reading his expensive silver watch and waiting for his car to arrive. Shinji sighs, laughing a little. 

“Ohh.. Yer’ a sick woman.” He snickers softly, shaking his head as he tuts at you.

“You’re a sick man!” You rebuke, appalled at his narcissism.

“Oh, I’m the sick man. What about yer man over there?”

“He is not 'my man'.”

You both glare at each other, electricity almost jolting out of the vexation heating between you two.

"Are you insane? Come on, you can't tell me you're interested in that dick. And not me. Ya know, you've been on my mind a lot. And I know I have too, with that call and the party…”

“Oh, god… Please fuck off.”

Hirako raises an eyebrow at your sudden expletives, almost humoured.

“You can’t give us a chance?”

“I would rather be with that dick over you.”

You couldn’t believe the words that had escaped your mouth and neither could Hirako apparently with his gobsmacked expression, as you quickly strutted off to Rangiku’s car arriving in the distance. You swallow the lump in your throat, somehow sentimental memories had decided to come out at the sight of Shinji again. Yet you couldn’t let the past latch onto you any longer. You had put so much effort into moving on from his previous wooing and love bombing.

Shinji Hirako and you had a rocky relationship, filled with constant arguing and jealousy from his side. Once he had heard who your first love was, it was like a constant jab in your side. Always mentioned in arguments, always used against you. It always ended up in you apologising, letting the man walk all over you because of a stupid mistake you had made to like someone in your past. Not to mention the consistent snide comments, and narcissism. The constant threats to leave you had eventually gotten to you, and one day you had let him do it instead of begging for him back, after something he had said about you.

“You’re a crazy woman. No wonder you were kicked out of your own home, you’re insufferable!”

“... I’m leaving.”

“What? No… Baby, you know I didn’t mean that… I’m sorry… Please don’t-”

Matsumoto watches you rest your head against the window, a soft tear running down your cheek. Just as she was about to query your dampened mood, you shush her with a finger and pat her head, resting your head back into the seat. 

Without asking any questions, she drove off and you started your traverse back home in silence. 

…

“That dick, huh?”

Simpering, he breathlessly laughed as he adjusted the silver watch adorning his wrist.

˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅

“I think you need to take a day off work.”

You glare at Rangiku almost incredulously, you knew you couldn't do that.

“What? With what reason.”

Picking at the tofu in her miso soup at the low table you were seated at, Matsumoto sighs and leans forward, resting her chin on her palm as she gives you a knowing look. "I can see that you're about two seconds away from losing it. Aizen's uh, kerfuffles… Shinji showing up with roses, you're bound to snap girl. And honestly, it'd be entertaining, but it's not exactly professional. And I care about you too much to let that happen."

You groan, running a hand through your hair. “I can’t just take a day off… Shunsui’s a different story, but Aizen would-”

"Let you." Rangiku interrupts with a sly grin. "Y/N. From what I've heard from you, he practically makes up excuses to hover around you. I think he'll even suggest that you stay home if you just look a little more ghastly tomorrow.”

You scrunch up your nose at Matsumoto. The mere thought of Aizen doing something so considerate makes your stomach twist.

“He wouldn’t care. He’s already swamped with work right now… He’s insufferable with me and sharing the load currently.”

Rangiku snickers. "Insufferable, huh… With your life, it seems like you've got yourself a shoujo novel going on."

"Shoujo novel? Furthest from, actually. Shinji's just some touch starved loser and Aizen is…"

“...Is?” she presses, her grin widening.

You hesitate, the words catching in your throat.

A thorn in your side? … Or the man who had somehow paved his way painfully into your thoughts more than you cared to admit?

"Complicated," you mutter finally, averting your gaze.

Rangiku hums, clearly delighted by your vague answer. 

"Complicated. Sure. Let's go with that. But hey, if Shinji is getting jealous, maybe someone else is too..."

You scoff. "Don't be ridiculous."

"Mm, I don't know," she teases, scooping up her soup. "I don't know him as well as you do , but sometimes the quiet ones are the most dangerous."

You roll your eyes, trying to dismiss her words, but they linger in your mind after the conversation ends.

 “Fine, if you’re not taking a day off, at least come to the department drinking party next Friday. Please. I need someone to unwind with me.”

You roll your eyes. “Rangiku, you turn into a circus at those events. I really am not in the mood to be your caretaker.”

“Well…” she mumbles, taking a bite out of the tofu in her chopsticks. “That’s the point. Get drunk and let loose… Trust me, you’ll stop looking like you’re carrying the weight of the Soul Society on your shoulders.”

“I don’t think alcohol is the solution to my problems.” you mutter, poking at your tofu in a similar manner as she was before.

Rangiku scoffs, brushing her hair over her shoulder dramatically. “You can use alcohol to escape that enigma, and he probably won't show up… Maybe.” 

Her tone drips with implication, and you narrow your eyes at her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

“Oh, nothing,” she replies, a grin spreading across her face. “Just that certain people have been known to make an appearance when they think they’re not expected to.”

You groan, knowing exactly what she's hinting at. “If you're trying to push some ridiculous agenda about Aizen coming, then drop it. Because I'm certain he wouldn't go to a petulant event such as that… At least I hope, there's no way he could-"

"-Be interested in you?" Rangiku interrupts, grinning even wider now. "Watching you two interact in the few times I have, feels like viewing a really tense chess match, but instead of pawns, you're throwing thinly veiled insults and lingering stares at each other.”

You flush, stabbing at your tofu with unnecessary force. “He's simply infuriating, end of story. And stop cutting me off like that…”

"Infuriatingly handsome, maybe," she quips, laughing when you throw a napkin at her.

"Okay fine," you grumble, giving in just to shush her. "I'll go. But if it turns into another one of those nights where you try to set me up with some random guy, I'm leaving."

"It's not, I swear." Rangiku says with a wink. "It will be... Mostly civilised. The interns will be coming, but some are underage, so they'll be in another room."

"You know, I don't get why you're so forgiving to him." You suddenly state, slurping up the last of your soup in the bowl.

“... I’m not, really… But I can identify what’s best for me and other Shinigami’s. If I just focused on the past, how would I be able to focus on and protect what I love in the present.”

A glance to the frame of Gin sent a pang of pain through your heart.

“And it was that idiot's idea to do something so dangerous and brutal and then yield the consequences…”

You nod in agreeance, seeing what she was getting at. Patting her shoulder, you ask about her day.

“Anyways, enough about that. How was your day?”

˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅

As you two laugh and share moments of joy together, you couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity as you consider her words from before. Maybe she's exaggerating, but then again, with him, nothing ever feels entirely straightforward.

What's the worst that could happen? You laugh to yourself, almost bitterly. With your luck, you'd probably regret ever showing up.

And yet, you knew you’d be there anyway.

. ₊ ⊹ . ⟡ . ⊹ ₊ .

a/n

hi all ! i'm sorry for the late update, i was meeting family overseas for a month so i was quite busy, but now im back home :D i hope you enjoyed, and comments and criticisms are always appreciated :) sorry if this chapter feels a bit short, and i hope you all aren't irritated by the slowburn.. because i am a massive sucker for slowburn :,,) - sumi <3

@hon3ysun @muzansfangs @noirfan12

[promiscvus]

the crazy thing is that i’ll stfu rn if i had some of that fictional sex yall be writing on here

[gallusrostromegalus]

I'd love to hear about Aunty Chihiro, and, by extension, what exactly was going on with Orihime's parents

Chihiro Inoue is the MUCH younger sister of Orihime's father. In fact, Chihiro was only about four years older than Sora, and the two of them were close growing up- more like siblings than cousins, because Sora was left with his grandparents so often by his neglectful parents.

The problem with Sora and Orihime's parents was that they were... Not up to the herculean task of parenting and didn't know how to cope.

They weren't stupid- they were actually both quite bright and did well in school, but both of them had little to no impulse control, emotionally volatile were intensely self-centered (mostly as a means to cope with the poor organizational skills and emotional disregulation). None of those are sins, but they did make for two high school sweethearts who married and had a baby immediately and the stress of an infant overwhelmed them and they never recovered, hopping from one self-destructive coping mechanism to another until at age 17, Sora Inoue ran away from home with his two-year old sister, Orihime.

Chihiro turned out to be instrumental to their survival- She was taking a gap year before college and when her baby cousin called her at 1 AM in tears because he didn't know how to take care of her even babier cousin and they were sleeping under an overpass-

Chihiro Inoue, Force Of Nature, was downtown and herding them into the car within the hour.

They stayed in her apartment for the first year while Chihiro got Sora his Emancipated Minor status and a few months later, convinced her brother and his wife to give up custody of their daughter to their son, argued with the magistrate to get it done, set Sora up with an office job and got Orihime enrolled in Preschool.

She and Sora stayed close, but while she was finishing her degree in agricultural sciences, she met a charming young man and shortly after graduating, married him and moved up to his family dairy farm in Hokkaido.

She kept in close contact with her Baby Cousins, with Orihime often going up to Hokkaido during summer breaks to get out of the city heat and play with her aunt and her growing swarm of children.

When Sora died as a result of the car accident ten years later, Chihiro would have taken Orihime in in a heartbeat but - She had five children of her own, And - The Very Charming Man she'd married had made some exceptionally shitty decisions re: Money, fidelity and his general treatment of Chihiro, So - She was in the process of divorcing him and - Forming a sort of feminist Commune Of Women Wronged By That Guy Specifically with the four women he cheated on her with and their children to run - The Dairy Farm in Hokkaido, which The Formerly Charming Man's parents had left to HER rather than their shithead son.

So Chihiro was in no position to take on a grieving 12-year old.

Chihiro holds IMMENSE respect for the Kurosaki family, who did their damndest to save Sora and immediately took Orihime in and coordinated all the paperwork between Orihime, the local relevant governing bodies and Chihiro. Isshin never asked for any kind of compensation and was bewildered when Chihiro offered it to him because "that's just what you do in this kind of situation?"

She's also very fond of Ichigo, who has always been a perfect gentleman, if a bit moody but he's a teenager, and compared to how insane Chihiro was as a teenager, he's a saint.

Psychic Bullshit runs in the Inoue family too, so Chihiro almost fails to notice anything odd about Kon, the cat who talks, and routinely forgets that most people don't see ghosts, so she doesn't get why Ichigo is sou grouchy about-oh, right. Sorry Kiddo.

Eventually, it was simplest to get Orihime her own place- Rent in karakura is remarkably cheap for urban Japan, mostly because of all the unexplained deaths the city has, and Chihiro didn't want to uproot her niece from all her friends and the very good schools she'd gotten into.

So the agreement was that Chihiro would pay Orihime's rent and living expenses "Provided you keep your grades up, because you're smart as hell and if your grades tank that means you're in serious trouble and need my help so I'll come get you right away baby"

Orihime is in close contact with her aunt and cousins- they talk on the phone at least once a week and Orihime often goes to see them during summer and winter breaks.

More Importantly, Auntie Chihiro comes down every September 3rd to Celebrate Orihime's birthday with her, and every October 3rd, Orihime takes the bullet train up to Hokkaido to celebrate Chihiro's Birthday.

...Orihime seems a bit distant and distracted during her Birthday, and awfully sparse with the details about the "Summer Trip" She and her friends from school went on. It seems like the trip ended up being kind of a downer because someone in management at the camp or whatever decided to quit very dramatically right at the end? And Ichigo got pretty badly hurt?? but Orihime insists that everything is fine and she's looking forward to seeing all her cousins and the cows next month!

So it's VERY SUSPICIOUS when Orihime fails to turn up at the station a month later, and calling around to all of Orihime's friends leads to various non-answers- Chad and Tatsuki just say they didn't see her at school today, Uryuu hangs up on her in what sounds like panic, and she only gets the Kurosaki household's voicemail.

So Chihiro Inoue, Force Of Nature, takes the train to Karakura.

Her first stop is the Kurosaki household where she discovers that Ichigo and more worrisomely, Kon have also vanished off to Parts Unknown, and she turns her wrathful gaze upon Isshin Kurosaki.

He folds like a deck chair.

Turns out HE's not sure what the hell is going on either, just that Ichigo made friends with some girl called Rukia earlier this summer and she's involved in the organization that is responsible for dealing with all the ghost-monsters and Ichigo may have joined it too also the entire gang of kids went to the land of the dead maybe Ichigo doesn't tell him anything these days, you need to ask Kisuke, he's the one that knows what the hell is going on-

Kisuke Urahara has all of 0.03 seconds warning before Chihiro Inoue literally kicks the door of Urahara Shoten in and demands to know where her niece is.

This is deeply surreal for Kisuke for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that Chihiro Inoue looks EXACTLY like Orihime, but about 20 years in the future and terrifyingly SHREDDED. The Woman is wearing a MEGA MILK shirt without a hint of Irony and the only thing Kisuke can look at are her biceps as she lifts him up by the collar and indicates that he'd better start giving her some answers or she is gonna break that stupid cane off in his ass-

Kisuke Urahara, Noted Coward, directs her to the Basement.

Down there, she discovers Ichigo is undergoing some sort of horrific John Carpenter's The Thing-esque transformation under the supervision of a gang of badly dressed lunatics being lead by a man with the stupidest haircut she's seen in her life.

Shinji Hirako is reminded of the Utterly Terrifying Kirio Hikifune, and immediately levels with her.

Chihiro is Very Disappointed that Orihime told her none of this, but really, the girl has never REALLY been in trouble before, of course she panicked. But where IS she?

Ichigo and his assorted inner spirits are having a great deal of trouble deciding who is horse and who is king but the sudden Booming Demand for Orihime's exact location in a voice meant to put the Fear Of God Into Bulls and other livestock makes Ichigo's imaginary friends all dive for cover, sorting out who the horses are rather nicely.

I have not actually figured out HOW to end this scene yet, but it ends with Chihiro agreeing to stay in Karakura and keep watch over Ichigo's body and family since Kon seems to have been abducted along with Orihime. ---

There is a MUCH later scene in which Chad's Uncle Jaime De La Rosa, who came up to surprise Chad because he got invited to a veterinary conference in Karakura at the last minute, is wandering around Karakura wondering WHY THE HELL everyone is asleep when he spies a horrible pale figure with a terrible twisted smile that can only be The Devil Himself, and some fucking gringo who won't shut up with him.

But before he can distract The Devil Away from Chad's friend with La Chancla, The Devil is Geta'd with enough force to actually throw him off balance, and a beautiful woman with the proportions and unbridled fury of a Valkyrie sprints up and starts battering The Devil with her other shoe whilst bellowing the most vile invective Jaime's Good Catholic Ears have ever heard.

Naturally, he immediately falls in love.

Shortly therafter, and exhausted and panicked Chihiro Inoue, in tears because she can't get the crowd of alarmingly powerful ghosts to let her see her niece, finds them being parted like the red sea by the wrath of a very small man directing them with a fury and speed not normally seen outside of livestock auctions or automatic weapons in both Japanese and Spanish, getting the chaotic mess sorted into a triage, the start of peace negotiations, and Orihime Delivered to her arms in under ten minutes.

Naturally, she immediately falls in love.

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He was like honey; sweet and sticky, you couldn’t get enough of him. Seeping through your insides, he was addicting. His taste will forever be on the tip of your tongue—the taste of his lips is everlasting, always lingering. He savours you like wine, taking his time. But yet he himself was like that of a fine wine—rich, intoxicating, his scent was ingrained into your skin. His love was overflowing, spill it and he’ll forever taint you; it’s hard to wash out. His touch was soft as silk, finely woven, smooth. His hands traced over your skin gently—ghost like if you will. His fingers were careful strokes like a master painter, in their wake left an unforgettable sensation. He treated like you were spun of glass, always so gentle, always so tentative. Each touch was calculated, his hands explored your body as if it were a map. Every curve and dip were burned into his memory. He was addicted.

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With his hands around your waist, pressing you against him, he whispers in your ear how much he desires to make you the “bearer of his descendance”

Your back laying on his chest, your legs hanging down his legs; sitting on that sterile “throne”, the king assures a step further on his plans...

Oh, Sosuke Aizen, what do you see in that future of yours? Solitude? Defeat? Why do you need a successor?

Your nape, your hair, rest on Sosuke’s shoulder and neck. Up, his right hand slides; your neck it finds, crushing carotids and jugulars, making you dizzy… out of breath, perhaps even controlling you to go and come from the brink of death. Slap after slap, thighs hitting against your ass. Sweaty surfaces that go up and down, as he drills into you with desperate hips.

“Will you bear my child, dear (Name)?” he asks, coercing you to say yes… in any case, a blurred mind and an almost limp body is unable to say otherwise.

“Y-ye-yes, Aizen-sa-sama” you cry, as he presses your cheeks, so your lips become pouty, and your words come out in an adorably humiliating way.

A sophisticated, tinted in psychopathic, smirk escapes his lips. It makes you tremble, how can someone be so sexy, so soft and yet so scary at the same time? Guess the strongest don’t really need to be violent.. oh, but what definitely holds an almost unbearable violence, are those hip thrusts that wont stop pumping on you.

And your walls, as lustful, as desperate as those thrusts, spasm, milking that man that needs to shut his chocolate eyes closed… see, there is a reason why you were chosen to serve Aizen-sama.

“Aren’t you a little bit needy? Heh” he murmurs, biting ever so softly the lobe of your right ear. The humid words of his hot breath, feels like they are kissing your brain, pulling you down with tingles everywhere.

“Always for you, Aizen-sama” you purr, in heaven, with your inner thighs trembling and your toes a little curled. “I am yours to please, I am yours to be used…”

Sosuke growls; he definitely knows how his you are. But, even though, the moment he listens to those words, his body reacts uncontrollably… So far from the cold, calm, and collected Aizen you know, he bites your neck. His thrusts are even more violent than before, this time you can’t bounce properly as his delicate hands, yet strong and evil, grab you by your waist. He lifts you up, he doesn’t really need you moving… just be a hole for his insatiable hunger this time.

“Shsh, baby…” he murmurs, penetrating you so perfectly. The position, with you lifted and softly bent forward allows the tip of his sex to hardly push your sweet spot. Like an expert, knowing so very well, exactly where to press, he makes you retort with just the violent drill of unstoppable ramming.

It is nearly impossible for you not to come, viciously and aggressively, as suspended in between heaven and hell… well, isn’t it funny how the new king of Hueco Mundo is actually fucking your right now?

“Come on, cum so that I can fill you up very well…” he continues, enjoying the pleasure of your milking walls. “You know you shouldn’t waste a single drop, baby? Would you keep it inside for me? We need to make you very, very pregnant”

You shiver… exactly why, you don’t really know. Is it because of your orgasm taking over? Or is it because you are being entrusted with such a high order from Aizen-sama?

In any case… “Yes, Aizen-sama… make me, really, really pregnant…” “Very good, my beautiful ray of sun… come on, do it with a smile for me… but, please, make sure not to fail”

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I don't mind if you ask, My beloved Aizen

It was a deal that Aizen had to defeat Yhwach. And they bring her to him. He makes her pregnant and carries his child.

Misery Moon

Character: Sosuke Aizen

Warning : Vaginal Sex, female reader, pregnancy, unprotected sex, missionary, dominant aizen, submissive reader, dirty talking + more

The head captain, Shunsui Kyoraku. Had come down to the muken prison. To make a deal with one of the most notorious criminal.

The soul society was at an unimaginable loss right now, they were going to need help. He had no shame coming to this man for help, he was more ashamed of the deal he was about to make with this man.

“I’m not asking for you to fight for the soul society, but.. if you did. I’m willing to bring her to you.”

This caught Aizen’s attention, he wasn’t shocked to learn that you were still alive, but the fact that he could see you once again.. it brought him to pure joy.

Sosuke Aizen had little regrets, but his biggest regret would have to be getting himself sealed away to muken prison. Sealed far away from you.. he thought about the actions he did but never once felt guilty about anything. What he really did feel guilty about was leaving you out there alone.

Maybe it was a selfish thought of his but, he wished that you too, could be sealed away with him.

“I see.”

Aizen stepped forward, “Though I cannot say I am fond of your use of her in this manner. The opportunity to see her once more, leaves me with little room to refuse.”

Shunsui chuckled at his words, “I’ll go fetch her for you then.”

You were in the middle of healing somebody with your kaidō skills, you are very skilled with kaidō so instead of fighting you were healing everyone you saw was injured.

Just then, you could hear footsteps approaching behind you. You quickly turned your head, afraid that it would be an enemy.

“C-Captain Kyoraku!” You were surprised to see him here, not fighting at the front lines.

“Ah, hello my dear. It seems that you are really putting yourself to work.” He said as he watched you heal the wounds of the person.

“Yes! I’m doing the best I can to keep everyone alive.” Even though all your friends and comrades were all fighting, leading themselves to death or getting hurt by the quincies, you still had a smile on your face.

Because no matter what happened to them, you would be able to heal them and bring them back to their feet. That is how much of a talent you have with kaido, you were trained by Unohana after all, it is no surprise how well of a healer you are.

“I thank you Y/N, unfortunately I’m going have to stop you. There’s someone I want you to meet.” For some reason, you felt that it wasn’t going to be good.

You swallowed the lump in your throat while stopping your kido. “If it is who I think it is, then I am not coming with you.” You picked up the now healed person, carrying their body somewhere where they’d be safe until they woke up.

“I’m afraid that you have no choice Y/N, I made a deal with him.”

You could feel your heart drop to your toes, a deal? what kind of deal?

“What kind of deal did you make with that man..” You balled your fists up, nails digging into the skin of your palm. Afraid of what he might say next.

“That if I bring you to him, he’ll do his part on helping the soul society, and bring down Yhwach.”

The head captain was just going to throw you at him? While knowing your traumatic experience with him?

You once loved that man, but now with the help of Byakuya Kuchiki, head of the Kuchiki clan. You were slowly moving on. And even Byakuya was beginning to move on from his past lover..

You’d restart your whole process if you saw Sosuke again, you’d hurt Byakuya too..

“I refuse.”

“You leave me with no choice!” Suddenly Shunsui disappeared in front of you, but then he appeared behind you. He picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

“Let! kick go! punch of! kick me!” You kicked and punched him while he carried you over his shoulder, eventually you stopped when accepting your faith, you were now mentally preparing yourself to see him again.

Sooner or later, Shunsui carefully and gently placed you on the ground.

You could feel him.

He wasn’t touching you.

But you could feel his eyes staring you down..

You didn’t dare to look up at him, you looked down at your feet, fiddling with your fingers. You can’t look at him again, you’d be under his spell once again if you did.

“You hold your head quite low, my dear. Why not raise it so I can gaze upon that beautiful face I so dearly miss?” His tone was smooth and calm, his voice was as charming as ever.

Your body moved on its own, you tried so hard to stop yourself but you just couldn’t resist.

Slowly, you raised your head up, meeting his gaze. Your hands were now to your chest, your hands were balled up together.

“Sosuke..” You muttered out, you knew everything was over for you when you made eye contact with him. You were once again wrapped around his finger.

“Now that I’ve seen you.. I can be at ease now. Do not fret my dear, I’ll save your precious seireitei.”

You and Sosuke had just gotten your new home in the world of the living, you will be staying with him here so keep him tamed. It was really all thanks to Kisuke Urahara.

He developed a device that could restrain half of his power, but for it to fully work, Sosuke needed to live in the world of the living. So, central 46 agreed that he could finish his sentence there but someone needed to keep watch on him, Shunsui Kyoraku spoke out and suggested that it should be you.

So here you are, in a nice cozy home. With Sosuke Aizen.

It’s been so long since the last time the two of you were alone together, and knowing Sosuke.. he was going to take advantage of the opportunity. The two of you were in the bedroom, unpacking.

“Isn’t this place lovely Sosuk-” He had come up behind you, interrupting your sentence. You could feel something hard rubbing against your behind.

“It’s been a while since I’ve last slept with you, you don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” You could feel him leaving kisses around your neck, you could feel his hand slipping under your shirt, reaching to your breast.

“You’re too much sometimes Sosuke..” You were just about to push him off until he pushed you onto the bed.

Oh wow he was really going for it hard

You saw as he undressed himself, throwing his clothes on the ground. When he saw you still fully dressed, he took matters into his own hands and began to rip off your clothes. This man was starving for you.

It all happened so fast, you didn’t stop him from undressing you because you were too busy at starring at his hard cock, you could see it twitch when he removed your panties.

He climbed onto the bed, he was hovering over your body. You looked beautiful under him, he loved and missed seeing your beautiful face all flushed up under him.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than painting your walls white with his cum, he doesn’t know what got to him but he had the sudden urge to fill your pussy to the max with his cum, to make sure that you will carry his child. He wanted to see you pregnant with his child.

“I want to see that pretty little cunt filled with my cum, I’d love for you to carry my child.” Without any warnings, sosuke slid his hard shaft right into your glistening cunt.

Your walls sucked him in, his eyes were focused on yours the whole time when he began to push his cock in and out of your cunt.

But he couldn’t help by looking at your bouncing breasts, they went up and down with each thrust he did. He dug his nails deep into the skin of your hips, it was almost too much for him.

Oh how he missed you..

He was pounding your walls soo good, you could see him biting his lip to resist himself from moaning.

But he couldn’t hold himself back, you could hear him grunting as he pounded himself faster into you.

He was hitting your good spot with each thrust, he lowered his face to meet with yours, forehands touching. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing him so he could be further into your cunt.

He smashed his lips against yours, it was a sloppy kiss but it felt incredible still. You missed him and he missed you. You parted your lips to let out your moans, so he could hear of how much of a good job he was doing.

His tongue slithered into your mouth, tasting you. The both of you moaned into each other’s mouths.

Your back arched at how good his cock was feeling you up, your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

It wouldn’t take long for him to finish inside of you, he then imagined your pussy being so filled with his cum that it spilt out of your pussy.

And that little scenario set him off, he came inside of you, you could feel his warm sees filling you up just nicely.

He stayed like that for a few seconds, but he didn’t remove his cock from you..Instead he continued thrusting into you, your walls were filled with his cum yet he continued to fuck your pussy.

The cum swirled around your walls with each thrust he made, he was going to make sure that you ended up pregnant. So he continued to fuck your cum filled pussy.

He was going to fuck your pussy until he simply couldn’t cum anymore for the night, you were going to milk him dry.

It was certainly going to become a long night..

You were putting breakfast on Sosuke’s plate and onto yours, you made sure you added extra on yours.

You were now eating for two, you needed to give your child as much nutrients as possible so they could become a healthy and strong baby.

Just then you could hear Sosuke sneaking up behind you, hugging your figure gently. His hands rested on your now round belly.

He didn’t think you could look even more beautiful, but when he noticed your stomach growing from carrying his child, he appreciated your beauty even more. Your beauty really was like a gift from the gods.

“How is he holding up?” He said as he rested his chin on top of your head.

“He seems to be doing just fine, I realized that he kicks more whenever he hears your voice.” Sosuke hummed as he then felt a kick from your stomach.

“You know you really shouldn’t be overdoing things, you need to rest more. Leave everything to me will you?” He said as he removed himself from you, dragging you away from the food so you could sit down and he could serve you breakfast.

“I know I know.. But I can’t help it!”

He chucked and moved your hair from your forehead, leaving a little kiss on it.

Maybe this is what he longed for, to have a family. The idea of being a father never interested him but when he had that sudden urge that one night, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought of having a family with you.

“Please, Let this husband of yours take care of you and the baby.”

Hm.

Yeah this is definitely where he wants to be at, he wanted nothing more than this now.

He can’t wait for the day he sees his child in your arms.

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"Outlines" [00-04]

Where did it all go wrong? Did Ishida’s arrow miss its target? Or Zangetsu didn’t strike true? It doesn’t even matter now. The worlds are slowly, inevitably falling apart.

Kurosaki Ichigo and Aizen Sousuke, the last beings in the dying Universe, are spending their last moments in quiet conversation. But not even death is so simple with these two.

This is a Bleach fan comic, an alternate TYBW ending time travel fix-it. Plot-heavy angst with a relatively happy ending and a lot of sad music. Can be read as platonic AiIchi. Will contain some loose lore interpretations and OOC (subjective). Ignores CFYOW. No slash. No N$FW.

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Baby Daddy Red Flags: Bleach Edition (😜🤍)

This one…this one for the sluts! 😭💕 I’m an old anime bitch like lemme get it out my system! (We gonna tag this #ToxicTalk lmaoo, this is a safe space)

(If you wanna know who we share 😒, I’ll add an asterisk or whatever. ((They still mine first 😂💝🫡)) (will update and repost with new additions, semi-live post)

***ICHIGO: Lemme get my baby daddy out the way. Biggest issues would be his availability before and after the kid. Probably got pregnant in a makeup sex situation anyway. Ichigo doesn’t seem to type to breakup but will say let’s break. Based on how selfless he is it also can be seen coming from him not being able to save his mom—so he may have a savior complex. It may seem valiant at first like “oh wow you became friends with Chad helping him with bullies? You became closer to Orihime (😒) after helping her grieve her brother? You’re such a good person!” Til you realize seniority is in place and when his friends call he drops whatever he is doing to go help. It’s been time, money, etc and increasingly his selflessness comes off as codependent. Like he can’t stop trying to make up for something that wasn’t his fault.

He will also randomly reserve to right to become reclusive. Not necessarily secretive but less energetic, talkative, or engaged. (You def realize your baby got some functional depression going on. Iykyk). Might not annoy you but the random times he doesn’t want to be touched or seemingly avoids you does hurt…but he sincerely comes back letting you know he was in a weird space etc.

Ichigo’s biggest yes or no is if you’ll be able to sometimes come second or third (likely til you marry and/or have kids with him.) His father and sisters are absolutely #1, his friends are #2, and his oath to the Soul Society and humanity at large is a consequence of him protecting the first two so that’s of course #3. See where I’m going? Even on your best days you might be upset he runs off to Rukia’s or Orihime’s aid. That he has to “save the world,”to save you too. Jealous types might really become frustrated with Ichigo. And tbh I don’t see him breaking out of his ways. He won’t see a need to because there’s real results of his good deeds in his life. He knows he’s saved lives, so he knows he can continue to—so will you be able to handle the fact his duty and mindset will be self sacrificing? I don’t know I think I’d tie him down with a baby and move on.

**KENPACHI: I fully accept and am attracted to his animalistic tendencies. I absolutely can admit that about myself 😭 but…realistically you’d def have to tell him he’s too rough during sessions. He’s grown up wayward, defensive, survival mode, stomach touching his back— during a time so seemingly historical and old who knows how bad the conditions of poverty were—most kids died if they simply weren’t rich and able to eat. Or turned to crime at extremely young ages or exploited….That’s just global history in real life. And the soul society is that much more complex and arduous. Kenpachi will be a man of few words but immense action. If you want someone who will open up even eventually that is not Kenpachi Zaraki. You will highly likely never know of his past because he will never say he is excruciatingly doing everything to never have to. And no, he won’t communicate ever if anything terrible is on his mind. Although kenpachi is coded as barbaric he really is just that protective—he’s as angry as he will be based solely upon someone’s proximity to him emotionally. You and Yaru will be so exclusively held in a regard he won’t even understand. Just the black hole of his awareness he’ll surpass anything to save y’all. He won’t speak on why Lady Unohana isn’t around anymore (new anime, manga lore). But again, when he ends up rough too many nights in a row you distance yourself from him. He can’t admit to you he disassociates and goes back to bad times. He can’t tell you your comfort and warmth makes him remember the times he needed it before—he doesn’t mean to hurt you but he lives for a fight. But he wants to stop making everything and everyone something to “conquer.” He’ll be a real deal handful and it will solely up to you to either tell him you can’t be with him until he figure shit out or you’ll stick beside him and work through it together. (In this case Yaru is the “kid” yall share, I see him being weary of birthing a child and being a dad in such a “visceral” way. Will have total abandonment trauma and just can’t see him getting over it completely to bring new life into a world he already sees the worst in tbh.) but in terms of “baby momma” treatment? Or your prioritized and protected best believe. 💕 he also will force you to learn combat cause you should be able to take care yourself too. Which might either be hot or burdensome. You’re gonna know how to fight. And tbh he might try to bring it into the bedroom on some weird let’s play fight shit so watch yourself. That’s a BIG MAN! 😭😂💕 “HA! Now that you know how do a few things why don’t you test it on me?” Big cheeky sneaky ass grin girl don’t fall for it!

BYAKUYA: This is the guy who will match your freak everywhere but in public. No PDA—actually don’t even look at him or try to talk to him in public…be professional. He will be joking with others and you’ll get upset saying “Hey! You let the other members of the society tease you?” And in private he’ll admit it’s just to keep up appearances and he hates it all. 😭 I think his biggest issue will be coming off fake or disingenuous or you’ll have a hard time sincerely seeing him cause he’ll be so different depending on where y’all are. People wouldn’t know he’s like a mom boyfriend who makes sure you eat, sleep, and keep up with yourself. Yes, he will absolutely unintentionally say something insulting like “This doesn’t suit you. Find something else.” And yes he will be very clearly on guard when in public. People will openly wonder why you’re with him tbh. Which will frustrate the both of you of which neither of you ever bring up to the other. Byakuya has lost a love before—he won’t talk about it ever. You MIGHT get something out of Rukia about it cause it was her sister but I doubt she’ll go super intimate about THEIR relationship cause she respects both his and her sister’s privacy. So you might be stuck on an eavesdropping side quest with Renji that amounts to nothing cause he’ll sense yall. He’ll be amused and somewhat touched you wanted to watch him work though. He’s usually the one keeping check or track of things so he’ll never say he likes that you peep on him and mind his business. You care about him and he knows he’s a bit unfair not allowing any PDA. But he so openly loved on Rukia’s sister he couldn’t help the shameful self imposed embarrassment once he had to walk the halls alone…Byakuya will be a very intentional, quiet lover. I doubt he’ll moan very much tbh unless he’s exhausted and allowing you to take care of him. Sometimes he’ll absolutely disappear all day into work. Other times he’ll be sure to direct his underlings to wait on you in his stead. He’s more manageable if you can accept his sometimes snarky, distant, super private ways. As a father he’ll be annoyingly big on exceptionalism and them being smart and talented. You’ll have to be sure he isn’t burdening your kid when you aren’t around. And you’ll have to be sure he doesn’t inadvertently impart his insensitive habits too. Likewise, you’ll ABSOLUTELY have to “deal or no deal” him about giving affection to your kid in public. You will absolutely have to go off and tell him it’s y’all or his image. And yeah now he’s holding both yall hands albeit defeated. 💕😭

AIZEN: Shit…girl (im black my “girl…” is gender neutral don’t be annoying 💕) you already know what it is. Yandare, selfish, self righteous, MEAN, EVIL…but fine and rich as fuck. 😔🫤 it will be a doozy to be with this one. You literally have to know and accept what you getting into bestie. I can’t even warn you, you know! 😭 but seriously if your an aizen bias you accept him as is 😭 psycho ass. So I wanna just write how’d he be as a baby daddy. Now not to get…too mature…but if you happened to be someone captured/kidnapped by him and pregnant…baby you is a victim! BUT ITS FANFIC SOOO if you were the captured baby momma that’s in his realm with him…well girl you in the realm lord you stuck. “Can I go to the human world?” “For what?” “Uh, sun?” “Humph what do you need sun for…” He’ll look down at your crying child and be like “Ugh okay whatever but Grimmjow is your chaperone.” And you won’t care cause Grimmjow lets you run off and live life. Which Aizen knows but the minute you aren’t overtly scared and submissive to him he’ll lose his weird sense of “power.” You’re man crazy bestie. He’s definitely someone you won’t talk back to until you’re a parent and equally going to advocate for your kid. He’ll realize and laugh to himself “Their not really submissive at all…little minx…” and hold you in completely new regard. “So you took me as is because you wanted to?” He’ll start thinking shit that confuses him and decide to randomly kill a grunt to distract himself like no he’s not gonna reflect into a better person. 😂 you’ll have everything you want cause you can’t go nowhere 😭. Mind you yes the sex is mind blowing so you sadly do take what positives are there…his eyes don’t fall sexually to anyone but you. His body doesn’t respond certain ways to anyone but you. And as you stand next to him more and more he’s leaning into you and your baby’s energy rather than tryna to overtake yall with his. Just don’t speak about the change and it’ll be fine. The minute you tease or openly acknowledge his becoming softer and less controlling you’ll ruin all the progress you made. Let him feel like he’s in control or whatever.

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Hitsugaya: (adult of course) Hitsu will be a blend of Byakuya and Ichigo. The best aspects of him will be how attentive and actionable he is about his love for you. But — he will shy away from PDA and sometimes have moments of separated solitude. Unlike Byakuya, he will absolutely open up to PDA, just will never be the initiator of it. Maybe grab your hand at the end of the day to hurry back home or stare at you as long as he can while he observes your dutiful working. He’ll be shy always which keeps your love feeling young and refreshed. You’ll always be able to make him blush and unlike Ichigo, he’ll warm up to you imposing yourself on his alone time. He’ll be big on love making and planning when to have a child so it will be less spontaneous. He’ll have the baby registry and wishlists prepared, printed, and passed out to members of the Soul Society. He’ll enjoy trips to the human world to acquire new toys and trinkets for your baby.

As a baby daddy he’s almost too protective. You wonder what he’s been through as he’ll have a firm grip of your hips as you cradle your child. He’ll have a habit of looking at your baby and then between the both of you stunned at how he can see the perfect blend of your features on your child’s face. He’ll be very close to a simp honestly (which I’m a fan of) and be at your beck & call no matter the hour. Definitely the dad to tell you don’t worry about tending to the little one, keep resting cause he knows how tired you get. He’s honestly the perfect idea of a new father as he’ll be bumbling a bit but with so much to prove. I realize I kinda didn’t write red flags cause I truly see Hitsu adjusting to parenthood and a long term relationship the best. Only thing I can think is that he’ll be overtly willing to sacrifice himself for your family’s safety. So any massive issue in the Soul Society will make your heart sink a little because while he’s capable he’s been in enough life threatening predicaments to cause ample, appropriate worry. He’ll be hard to break out of working I think until your child starts schooling which could be frustrating cause he’ll overcompensate parenting in lieu of his work commitments. Overall, I think he’d be the baby daddy with the least to really worry about.

Renji: Oh lord— all tea, all shade this man will STRUGGLE. « What do you mean the baby is hungry AGAIN ? You just breastfed! WAIT DO NOT PULL YOUR TIT OUT IN PUBLIC WOMAN ! » He’ll have a hard time adjusting to your freedom as a breastfeeding mom for sure (if you choose to). Work ? What’s work? One thing you can count on is that he will absolutely commit to being a family man and even a stay at home dad. He’ll take all his PTO or even « quit » (basically will say don’t call me to help unless the Soul Society is about to die.) He will wait on you hand & foot because he can’t imagine how much your body and mind has gone through and the strength it takes to be so tired but smile and laugh with him and your kiddo. But, he may end up a bit controlling about you leaving the house without him. He’ll either become a sad puppy or an angry old man. « Baby…what do you mean you want me to stay home ? 😓🥺 » or «  Woman, what did I tell you about going out without me ? What if a crazy person tried to rob you ? » You laugh at him always being some level of dramatic but it may get annoying how clingy and worried he’ll become. You’ll have to remind him you lived this long for a reason…and plan to live longer, so he can chill out sometimes cause his worried nature worries you…you might benefit from guilt tripping him into apologizing and giving you a breather on leaving the house. But just know someone is watching over you. Renji would be a great cook or a terrible cook who improves over time. He might be great at catching the baby right when they poop or…end up shat on rushing to a sink. I really see him either being weirdly good at being a dad or definitely suffering from the learning curve.

Your baby will definitely be conceived in a wild love making, (maybe rough, passionate sex) session. And you’ll catch him blushing when he holds your baby and looks at you remembering the night you had. You’ll be the type to walk in on them sleeping crazily on the sofa, his arm instinctively holding your baby firm. He’ll be grateful to not have to jump up to go to work honestly. His biggest red flags will be being overbearing, needy, and likely requiring a lot of overt reassurance. (Which isn’t necessarily a red flag given he just will want to be a really good dad and partner.) Otherwise he’ll become a stubborn dad who will try (and fail) to « put his foot down. » Which will likely result in him sleeping on the sofa…💕

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TITAN II | YANDERE!AIZEN x TINY!READER | BLEACH

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The final request, and it’s another sequel! I’m happy Part I was a hit, and that I have an excuse to write more Yandere!Aizen because that man…that man…

He gets a whole lot scarier in this part so you’ve been warned.

Your glass prison was maddening.

The cushions beneath you were soft enough, but you yearned for your real, actual bed. You were given food, water, all the sustenance required, but none of it you could enjoy. The box was minimalist, clinical, and yet it felt like a gilded cage. Always with the same view. 

His room. The room of the giant who had captured you. 

No amount of screaming or pounding against the walls had drawn anything more than an amused glance from Aizen, who had since settled into his chair with his ever-present calm composure, sipping tea as if your capture were no more significant than securing a rare artifact.

He didn’t care. He didn’t empathize or sympathize. 

He liked it. Seeing your hopelessness. 

You paced back and forth, your tiny fists clenched, your mind racing with possibilities. There had to be a way out—there had to. You couldn’t accept this as your fate. You wouldn’t. But every time you turned to assess the glass walls, the towering figure beyond loomed in your periphery. Aizen’s gaze never strayed far, his sharp hazel eyes tracking your every move.

Even when he wasn’t present (which was a rarity) you were scared to try your luck. Any time you had, it never ended well for you. The bruises and bite marks were indicative. While he may not have gone as far as trying to kill you, clearly preferring to keep you alive, he had still done enough to start whittling away at your will. 

“It’s futile, you know,” his voice cut through the silence, and your thoughts, like a blade, smooth and composed. He leaned back in his chair, setting down his tea with a soft clink. “You’re wasting energy flitting about like that. Save your strength.”

You froze mid-step, glaring up at him. A little anger flared, despite your nerves.

“You can’t keep me here forever. Someone will come for me. They’ll find you, and when they do—”

“They’ll what?” he interrupted, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Do you think anyone would dare challenge me here? You came because you believed yourself strong enough to defeat me. And yet…” He gestured lightly toward the glass box. “This is where that belief has brought you.”

His words stung more than you cared to admit. You wanted to believe you were tougher than this, but you had to be honest.

You’d never been more scared in your life. 

Still, you refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing you falter. If you just stayed determined enough, maybe you’d be able to find a way to get the hell out of here.

Maybe.

…

Later…

Aizen spent much of his time in this clinical looking excuse for a bedroom, seeming to have put most of his sinister plans on hold, or in the hands of other enemies, so he could dedicate his time to you.

It was a kind of torture. At your new size, it was all too easy for him to pick you up, push you around, squeeze you in his fist just to hear you squeak. You began to realize he had a twisted sort of love for you which had only become prevalent now. His fingertips would linger and caress on your skin in such tender patterns sometimes. He’d get this strange, blurry look in his eyes…

He wanted you. In ways you never would have expected. 

And how long he had, you didn’t know. 

Things could only get worse from here, that was something you were certain of. If this kept up, you were literally going to break. Somehow, in some way, you needed to find a way out of here.

Your opportunity came after Aizen had fed you at the usual time. At exactly midnight, much as he did at midday, he opened the box and lowered a meager portion of food inside, diced to a size you could kind of swallow. Of course, you didn’t make the mistake of trying to climb his hand to get out. Your abdomen still ached from the time you’d tried before, and he’d flicked you like a bug.

Such a simple, easy motion for him. An absolute gut punch for you. Literally.

So, no funny games. But…he had been a little neglectful this time around. You noticed the faintest gap between the glass lid and its frame after he set it back in place, and walked out of the room. 

Your heart leapt. It wasn’t much, but it was something. 

As it was midnight now, the gigantic menace had to rest. Surprisingly human, for such a monster, to lay down and rest his head against the pillow below him with such a peaceful expression. 

Now’s the best chance I’ll get.

Quietly, you made your way over to the cushion corner closest to the gap. Taking a deep breath, you crouched down low, built momentum, and jumped up with all the strength you could muster. It took a few tries, a lot of effort, but you managed to reach and hook your fingers around the hard edge of the box. 

Grunting, the soles of your bare feet slipping and sliding as they tried to find grip against the glass, you managed to haul yourself up and squeezed your body through the gap under the lid.

Finally, you slipped through. Jumping down, you landed on the desk with a delicate thud.

Freedom.

Now, you just had to get the hell out of dodge before he found you.

If he did…

If he did…

A horrible chill struck through your petite little body, and you wrapped your arms around yourself, shuddering with fearful thoughts. You didn’t want to think about it. 

The vast desk stretched out like a white wasteland, but you were focused on the edge, on freedom, on escape. Running over, you sought some way down that wouldn’t leave you dead on the floor as a crumpled mess, but his room was minimalist enough there was nothing stray you could cling or jump onto.

And, it was too late anyway. 

You could feel his presence before you heard him—like a storm cloud gathering behind you. You didn’t even have to look.

“Going somewhere?”

His voice, smooth and low, cut through the stillness like a blade. You froze in an instant, every hair on your body standing on end. Slowly, with a dread that made your stomach churn, you turned to see him.

Aizen was awake, standing right over you, his figure dipped in shadow. His hazel eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, boring into you with a mix of amusement and something darker. The dark cast chiseled shadows on his bare, muscled chest.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?” he asked, his smile stretching into something sharp, something cruel. His tone was cruel yet calm, almost bored, and you trembled. You stumbled back instinctively, panic clawing at your chest. 

Think of an excuse! Think of an excuse!

“I-I wasn’t—”

“You weren’t what?” he interrupted, his voice dropping an octave. “Weren’t trying to run? Weren’t defying me? Lying doesn’t suit you, little one.”

Just run!

You bolted abruptly, running for the edge, desperate for something, anything, even willing to take a leap of total faith if that was what it took—but you’d barely made it two steps before his hand descended. 

His fingers curled around you, the force of his grip knocking the air from your lungs and throwing you backwards. You thrashed and kicked, your tiny fists pounding against his skin, but it was like hitting solid stone.

“Pathetic,” he murmured, lifting you to his face. His smile had vanished, replaced by an expression of cold fury. Any amusement was gone. He was plainly pissed.

“Do you know how insulting this is? I could have killed you long ago. A horrible death. Yet I spared you. And this is how you repay me?”

His grip tightened, the pressure making your ribs creak. You gasped, struggling for breath, your vision blurring as panic set in. “P-please,” you choked out, your voice barely a whisper. “I-I’m sorry—”

“Sorry?” His laugh was sharp, bitter, like the crack of a whip. His thumb jammed up sharply against your gullet, choking you, forcing your head back like he might snap it off entirely.

“No, you’re not sorry. Not yet.”

Without warning, he slammed you down onto the desk, the impact sending pain shooting through your body. You screamed, but there was no time to recover. His hand pinned you in place, his fingers pressing down just enough to make you wheeze. 

“You need to understand something,” he said, his voice calm and deliberate, but his eyes burning. “You belong to me. You are mine. And I do not tolerate disobedience.”

He lifted you again, your body hanging limp and aching, holding you by the waist, his grip tighter this time, his thumb pressing against your chest now, invasively, in a way that made it even harder to breathe. 

“And yet you insist on it,” he said softly, his tone almost mocking. “Disobeying me. Trying to leave me. Do you want me to punish you?”

He tightened his grip again, the pressure making your vision go white. You clawed at his fingers, your body writhing in desperation, but he didn’t let up this time. Tears streamed down your face as you gasped for air, the world tilting dangerously around you.

He’s going to crush me! He’s going to…kill me!

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, his voice soft but cold. “To see how far I’ll go? To test the limits of my patience?”

You couldn’t speak, couldn’t beg. Your body struggled feebly, your breaths shallow and ragged. He watched you intently, his expression unreadable, before his grip loosened just enough for you to suck in a desperate gulp of air.

“You’re lucky,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “I could end this right now. One squeeze, and it would all be over. But that would be too easy…wouldn’t it…”

His dangerous gaze flickered aside suddenly, to the edge of the desk. It was easy for you to see then, the cogs in his mind turning maliciously, and dread took hold.

“Aizen–”

Swiftly, he swung you over the drop, dangling you in the open air, only his pinching thumb and forefinger keeping you from a deadly plummet. Your heart stopped, your body going rigid as you stared down at the distant ground. 

“A fall from here would kill you,” he said, his tone almost conversational. “Shall we see how far you can fly?”

“NO!” you screamed, your voice raw with terror. “P-please, don’t—!”

His smile returned, sharp and wicked. “Then remember this feeling,” he said softly, pulling you back to safety. “Remember what it means to defy me.”

Lifting you before his handsome, huge face, you saw his lips curl into a relaxed, smug smile again, his gaze hooded and raking slowly over your little form, his breath heated when he spoke.

“It would be a shame, if I lost my precious little pet so soon.”

You swallowed thickly, flushing, looking away. The tip of his finger guided your head back to look at him again.

“I still have so many things I want to do to you…”

‘Do to you’.

Not with you. To you.

You felt sick. You didn’t even want to imagine it. 

“You’ll never try that again,” he said, his voice soft but malice-filled. “Because next time, I won’t be so merciful.”

His fingertip moved from your jaw to your heated cheek, gently dabbing away the tears that now wouldn’t stop falling. You sniffed and sobbed, giving up. 

Aizen, content with that, returned you to your prison, making sure the top was secured this time by placing a heavy book atop it. As he turned away to return to bed, you collapsed onto the cushions as well, your body trembling uncontrollably. Your chest heaved with ragged wails, which you tried to muffle behind your quivering hands so he wouldn’t be angered again. Your mind raced with fear and despair. 

He had been right about one thing. You’d remember this. You’d remember it every time you thought about running, every time you dreamed of freedom.

Because now you knew: he wouldn’t just stop you. He would break you.

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ꨄ︎ Aizen Sosuke Headcanons ꨄ︎

warning: smut, explicit content and language, 18+mdni

Aizen loves to do roleplays. Seeing you all dressed up as a hot Nurse or cute Schoolgirl in tiny slutty outfits while he is the dominant Doctor or Teacher makes him all hot and bothered. He likes to pretend to be something else, so he always gets a new feeling on fucking you all over again.

Aizen has such an beautiful cock. It’s about 18-20 cm long and it’s not that thick but also not too thin, just somewhere in between. His cock is pretty straight and there are some visible veins on it. He is always clean shaved, but he doesn’t care if you aren’t.

Aizen loves when you ride him on his ,,Throne‘‘. Doesn’t matter if reverse cowgirl or normal, just ride him. He will guide your movements, gazing at you all the time proudly. He feels like a damn King when he fucks you on his Throne. little kink of him.

Aizen humiliates you every now so often when you guys fuck. Calling you a slut, a whore.. slapping you and spitting in your face or mouth, he does it all. He just wants you to know that he is the Boss and he can do whatever he wants with you, cause you will take it as his good girl, right?

Aizen is definitely a sucker for your tits. Doesn’t matter to him if they are big or small, they are beautiful to him. He loves to touch them all day and he loves it even more to fuck them. Oiling them all up he gazes in fascination on how his oily cock slides up and down between your tits. He would definitely then cum all over your tits and face, looking proudly at his new painting he made.

Aizen is so jealous, especially of Grimmjow. He hates it so much when he sees you talking to him, cause he know how Grimmjow always looks at you. He would interrupt your little conversation, dragging you roughly by your hair into a corner in his palace, not caring if anyone sees you and then fucks you against the wall meanly. Hardly smacking your ass and cunt while he tells you that if you talk ever again to Grimmjow, he isn’t this nice next time.

Aizen eats you out like you are his favorite cup of ice cream. Sucking, licking and kissing your wet pussy and sensitive clit while his thick long fingers slides in and out your tiny hole. He loves to do 69 aswell, so he has a pretty view of your ass and cunt while his tongue fucks you mercilessly and you can prettily suck and deepthroat his cock, until he fills your mouth full with his yummy cum.

Aizen also definitely has a breeding kink. He loves to fuck you in a mean full nelson position, cause he likes how he is the one to dominate everything and especially you. Thrusting his hips and cock deep and meanly into your sloppy pussy, burying himself inside of you, until he coates your pink gummy walls white. He wouldn’t stop here though. He would fuck you again, even fuller with his cum until you are nothing but a dripping mess for him.

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Temporary Whispers Of The Heart ⊹₊⟡⋆ | Sosuke Aizen X Reader Chapter 6 | Army Dreamers

TW: blood, gore mention, slight domestic violence (yelling and sibling violence)

*words / sayings that might be unfamiliar are tagged with asterisks and chapter notes about them are provided at the end of the chapter :)

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Leaping into the air, you manipulated your Kido to allow your movements to stay fluid and elegant. The chill breeze of the night sky in the Human world greeted you, and you smiled feeling the wind sift through your flowy hair.

Your first lone mission as a Soul Reaper. You were jubilant, ecstatic in the moment as electricity pumped in your veins. Albeit still fairly inexperienced, you were to defeat a Hollow in the human world and bless its soul successfully. As you turn to the right, you see your companion leaping in the air, humming and grinning widely. He shot you an egotistical glance, the confidence embedded in his soul reflecting in his body language.

“Someone’s a bit too excited. Sure you won’t get too scared alone?”

Shuuhei nodded as he skipped over a building, laughing in response to your joke.

“I’m quite confident. I don’t need my elder to worry for me~”

You rolled your eyes, scoffing at his remark. “You better watch your tongue, young boy. I'm not even that much older than you. And who knows you won’t burst into tears again?”

“Ugh, my greatest apologies for holding a sympathetic and teary soul.” Shuuhei jested, faking his sorrow as he pretended to cry and wipe tears dramatically from his face whilst whipping his head away from you.

“Whatever you say, my little memeshī~*”

“Don’t call me that!”

You chortled at his flustered expression, guffawing at the sight of him so bothered over a simple tease.

Glancing at your Soul Pager, you discerned the location of the two hollows from the tags on the device. Albeit a little hesitant, you shut your pager and understood that this mission had to be done and was imperative to progressing your careers as Soul Reapers.

After notifying Hisagi, you both set off on your paths to the hollows you esteemed as your targets. The large, black and purple creature in sight towered over you, muttering incoherent sentences with jumbled phonetics as its crimson eyes latched onto you. You felt confidence, strength coursing through your veins as your body was energised with courage and determination. An easy feat as a Shinigami, right? You’ve done this many times before. Although many had resulted in dire failure, you were sure you had grown strong enough to complete such a simple task. 

The skeletal structures on the Hollow’s arms and face clunked against each other ominously as it turned towards you, each step served with purpose. Something felt off. It felt… Intelligent? As if a mind of its own resided in the empty crevice of its heart.

Whispering the name of your Zanpakutō under your breath, you brought out your Shikai and sent a smooth gash to its arm. As you ran up to the creature, you sliced all vital limbs and attempted to cut its neck. However, a blast of blue plasma from its fist abruptly sent you backwards with great force. You coughed and sputtered as you were sent flying, skidding on the concrete roads underneath you.

The surprise stained on your face was unmistakable as you watched it regenerate its limbs, gurgling under its mask.

…What on earth?

It was definitely not a normal hollow. But why would the Gotei 13 send you two to defeat such a beast? You had never encountered anything like it in the academy. Perhaps it was designed to be a struggle.

Trepidation beside you, you managed to rise back onto your feet to grip your sword properly with both hands and run towards the beast again.

Each move of your sword was met with another piece of its skeletal armour, its reflexes almost surpassing your own. After the creature blocked you several times over, another swift move of its arm knocked you out of the air and in its hand it held…

A Zanpakutō?

Too appalled to react, you were vulnerable and the creature took the chance to finish you off, sending you flying by another blast from its fist.

It cannot be. Hollows do not wield… They do not have a soul to imprint on an Asauchi..

Clutching your bleeding side, your glare was ravenous. No. You weren’t sure what mutation this was, but it would not reign defeat over you. You couldn’t humiliate yourself more than you already had, as the weakest member of the Shihōin family. A tarnish on an evershining vase. 

Determined, you snapped its limbs with your Shikai’s suppression and electric movements. Yet once more, a grotesque bubbling in its void black skin greeted you and its limbs were regained. You had never fought a hollow of this level and power… And the sword that you swore it held in its hand had not been erased from your memory.

The finishing blow greeted you as you had accidentally paused your sword for one second to catch your breath, a blast searing through half your being. You felt a sharp burn in your left ribs and warm, sticky liquid beginning to pool down your legs from your side. The blast caused your knees to wobble and you immediately fell to your knees, panting sporadically.

You couldn’t have lost such a simple mission… There was something wrong with this creature.

Mustering up all of your strength, you mumbled a final command under your breath, manipulating your Kidō to blast the beast with as much power as you could. 

Exhausted, you finally fell to the ground, toppling over and splayed out. You sighed in temporary relief, as the beast seemed to have been placated by you. Clutching your bleeding side, you coughed up viscous and crimson liquid from your burning throat. The hollow seemed to have been defeated, now all that was left to exorcise its soul. Opening your eyes slightly, you watched the hollow reduce into a smaller form, furrowing your eyebrows as it seemed like a controlled action, externally done on purpose... To make it weaker? A foolish thought really, wouldn’t the creature want to become stronger…?

In the corner of your eye, you swore you saw a glimpse of a man draped in black, extracting something of the hollow and suppressing it.

However, shock was short lived as impending doom suddenly overcame you at the sight of the Hollow standing up again, albeit smaller.

No… How did you not defeat it? You put every single fibre of your being into that battle?

Were you still so weak…? 

You shut your eyes, admitting defeat and disappointment as you awaited its final blast. You failed.

Long, black blades chained to their owner danced swiftly in the night sky, the moon illuminating their silhouette against the dark of the midnight.

A celestial glow accompanied Shuuhei as he elegantly sliced the Hollow’s head clean off, panting and bent over as its skeletal head slowly glided across its hemorrhaged neck, falling to the floor. 

“Your Reiatsu… You scared me. Are you okay?”

Hisagi ran up to you, kneeling down next to you as he aided you in clutching your side. 

“It’s… Not a hollow. It can’t be. It had … A Zanpakutō…”

You panicked seeing Shuuhei’s face of worry, clearly showing that he did not believe you.

“You tried your best, it’s okay… You're clearly in critical condition and not thinking right.“

Blood only sputtered out as you attempted to speak, coughing and sniffling.

“Please… Believe me.”

He nodded, and although sceptical, Hisagi would never question you.

“We can worry about that later. Let’s head back quickly.”

Short, scruffed hair swayed in the wind, weaving a melody with its inky strands in the moisture of the night sky. The man beside you prayed for the hollow exorcised by his Zanpakutō, blessing its soul.

You turned to your companion, Hisagi Shuuhei, as he opened the gate to the Soul Society swiftly by effortlessly swaying his hands to open the Senkaimon. 

An arm extended around your shoulders, and you reciprocated by clutching onto the tattered fabric of your friend, the other hand moving to press onto the gash on your side. 

Dusting yourself off, you trudged once more into the Soul society and looked solemnly towards your comrade.

“Hisagi, your efforts are truly unwavered even as just a novice reaper… I admire you.”

The raven haired man turned to you, scoffing and tucking his arms into his chest. 

“The same goes to you. Couldn’t have done it without my fellow Shishi. You did well weakening it.” 

You chuckled, shaking your head from side to side, the brief mirth erupted in your chest quickly dissipating as you realised what was to come. 

“I don’t know how I couldn’t defeat a simple hollow… You have to believe me when I say that I really don’t think it was normal. It wielded a sword.”

Shuuhei hushed you, telling you to rest as he helped carry you to the 4th Division for healing.

“I believe you. I do. I’m sure there’s some rational explanation.”

Hisagi could feel the fear course throughout you, a sinister feeling of dread sinking in your stomach as you feared what was to come.

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You managed to muster out a grateful smile to Shuuhei before he left you in Unohana’s care, and you shut your eyes, allowing yourself to recover.

Another shameful slash onto your royal name. An esteemed failure, you were. Had you really failed in such a pitiful battle against a weak Hollow again? Were you even worthy of the Shihōin name? The name of warriors, the ultimate marker of strength and courage in the Soul Society.

Something you were clearly not. The Zanpakutō wielded in your grip betrayed you once more, as you failed at another battle against a Hollow. Removal from the Gotei 13? Admonishment of your role? You weren’t sure what was to come. Yet all of this seemed minor in your thoughts as compared to the rumination of what your father may say. 

Hisagi Shuuhei you had met in the Academy, a friend a couple years younger than you. Another stain to your name, having to be saved by a Shinigami younger than you. You should have the experience, yet the sword you held did not wish to align with your rhythm. 

What did it want from you?

Alone in your bedroom now, you stared up at the ceiling, before turning to painfully look at the sheathed sword lying by your bedside. 

Often at night as well as now, you found yourself speaking to the essence of your soul reflected in the sleek metal, glistening as it bathed in the moonlight seeping into your room. 

,, Tell me, my Zanpakutō. Is the vigour in my soul not enough for you? Does the human blood in my heart seethe you? Answer me… For I have seen many mixed Shinigami blossom… Why not me? Why has the name of my family not blessed me like it has to my sister?” 

,, What must I do, to imprint the essence of my honour and devotion onto you, my sword? What lacks in my soul… What tarnishes my strength… Tell me and I will extract it from my veins.”

˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅

The next morning, you were sent for a day of rest, informed to return to the Second division after your break to discuss the results of your first exam. 

As your mind ruminated on your walk home, you mentally and physically prepared yourself for the berating and degrading words awaiting you. 

Holding a hand to your heart and whispering your mothers name under your breath, you exhaled deeply and reached your destination. You latched your fingers onto the metal handle and slammed it twice against the Hinoki cypress wood to signify your arrival at the towering doors of the Shihōin minka.*

A familiar servant greeted you, yet the usual smile present on her face had faded. As expected after that deplorable presentation… 

Leading you to the common room, you bid a solemn farewell as jovially as you could before you slid open the shoji door in front of you, meticulously as if to not set off your fathers temper any more. 

In the middle of the empty room, a man with a lean frame and tanned skin sat cross legged, simply swiping his calligraphy brush with strategic and conscientious strokes. A murderous glance greeted you from the tresses of his ivory hair.

You silently kneeled on the tatami of the large room, your irises fixated on the low, wooden table frame and the colour of the ivory hadagi* that contrasted against his tan skin. The glare of your father sent shivers down your spine, as you swallowed the lump forming in your throat and forced it to dissipate.

“Byakuya Kuchiki has established his will to marry a commoner and tarnish the purity of his noble bloodline. It’s a very shameful act and it caused great disgrace to the Kuchiki family, I'm sure you’ve heard.”

Your eyes simply fixated on the tatami floor beneath you, nodding cautiously as your knuckles turned white from clutching the pant legs of your shihakushō harshly.

“Have you heard of the Shiba clan’s esteemed son relinquishing his role as a Captain and his Shinigami powers to settle with a Quincy?”

You gulped, afraid of what your father was getting at as you shook your head.

“It was such a dishonour that the Shiba clan has been removed permanently as one of the Five Noble Families. Such disgrace on such a distinguished name.”

The only sounds that could be heard were the gradually vicious strokes that Chika Shihōin slashed onto his page, his brush staining the paper so harshly as if he was shedding the blood of his enemies.

He timed each stroke with the rhythm of his words, his movements so fierce they could have cut through the paper if it were not for his impeccable craftsmanship.

“All of these… Stains, slashes, stabs to royal blood. Look how bad they have gotten. We do not even have five noble clans any more due to the incompetency of this youth…

And you.”

Your eyes did not dare to falter from his glare as the pain from his words seared through your heart.

”My biggest mistake. The illegitimate child of my late wife. You are incapable of being a Soul Reaper and an embarrassment to this family. It is already difficult enough trying to shield your human blood. You have definitely done it this time. What an utter disgrace. A simple hollow is incapable of defeat by your hands…”

“The route the youth of this generation are weaving will yield devastating results. I will not contribute to this any longer. As of now, I only have one daughter.”

Your body immobilised, before the adrenaline and shock finally slammed against your body and you pushed on your shins to rise and stand up for yourself.

“Father, it was but a simple mistake! You don’t understand… Please. It had the appearance of a low grade hollow yet its power was unmistakable-“

“You were saved by a classmate years younger than you. You should have been the one to save him. I have trained you conscientiously and exhaustively in the academy and allowed your Shinigami side to bloom and yet you are still such a disappointment. The impurity of your human blood is embedded permanently onto your sword, Y/N. I cannot allow the epitome of weakness to hold the name of a bloodline of indestructible men.”

”Father, I swear if you had met the hollow you would have known, for it wielded a Zanpakutō-“

“Are you making a fool out of me? I refuse to speak to this disgrace anymore. Yoruichi, my one sensible and virtuous daughter. Send her out. I’m sure you understand my will. A sutra in a horse's ear*, it was to try and raise her…” 

You looked frantically at your sister behind you, the model of your life leaning on the doorframe you entered from. Her golden irises did not caress yours with a gaze of softness, instead replaced by complacency and dissatisfaction. A strike of lightning so wretched it could have been aimed towards your soul by Zeus' spear himself penetrated your being as you perceived the dullness of her eyes and sudden grip on her weapon.

You retracted your steps slowly backwards as you creaked in a small yet fearless voice.

“Sister… Stop… Don’t do this.” 

Both of your hands were snatched by hers, and you cried for freedom in desperation. Her touch was not tender, nor one of a dear sibling. It was the searing touch of a thousand suns enclosing into a supernova, exterminating the entire universe with its flames. The genesis of a newfound resentment catalysed in your heart from the display of wretched impudence towards her own sister.

“What are you doing?!”

You choked on your sobs as you protested against the utter agony you were being burnt alive in.

“Quiet yourself. You know that this must be done.”

“You’re just going to kick me out without listening to a word of what even occurred?!”

Yoruichi halted her hastened steps suddenly, causing you to stumble over your feet on the tatami underneath you. She turned her gaze slowly from the shoji door lying at the exit to you, furrowing her plum brows.

“You are an abomination to this family name and had you any intelligence you would understand you cannot be part of this family any more. We are the saviours, not the ones to be saved. You don’t belong in this family.”

“What are you talking about?! Family isn’t defined by our powers, it’s defined by the love we hold for each other!”

She snatched your wrist with a harder grip this time, latching onto you and swiftly heaving you out of the door, causing you to topple over onto the wooden steps outside of the Shihōin minka*. 

“Love is not enough to hold a Noble family together. If that had been true, then the Shiba clan would not have been admonished from their role and Byakuya Kuchiki would not be repenting to his parents every single day for bequeathing himself to a commoner.”

You could taste the salt in your tears as your voice grew hoarse from your insistent begs, to have her love you, to have her embrace you again. To have her forget this all as a nightmare and go back to your normal lives.

“Does your honour matter more than your sister?!”

“Y/N. I will say this once and only once.”

You looked up in trepidation, wobbling and sobbing as you were greeted with a glare of disgust rather than the sweetness you were used to.

“Rid yourself of my sight before I tear the name of Shihōin off of you with your blood.”

And with that, the wooden doors of the manor shut for the last time.

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

*memeshii: a japanese saying for a feminine man; like a man who behaves in a way traditionally associated with women *hadagi: yukata-like comfortable cotton garment worn in feudal japan, its like a white undergarment that samurais wore underneath their armour

*a sutra in a horse's ear: a japanese idiom / proverb essentially meaning ‘a wasted effort.’ (a sutra is a buddhist prayer)

*minka: traditional japanese home / mansion associated w feudal japan

I had this sitting in my drafts and i decided to polish it up while i was taking a break from exams. Initially, i was just going to have a flashback and then continue into the current story more but i felt it was more impactful leaving it here. so im sorry for the short length of the chapter !! im still in exams :p 

i apologise for not writing about aizen very much in this :c it felt more dynamic just leaving it here. i hope you enjoyed and as always comments and criticisms are very much appreciated!

happy reading!

- sumi

@noirfan12 @hon3ysun

[my-my-my]

Human After All - Chapter 1: Giving Bad People Good Ideas

Summary: Being asked to tutor one of the star pupil’s of the current crop of Academy students, was not on your bucket list, but a favour was a favour. Aizen Sosuke failed his kido exam, but upon further review, you realize something about the young man. Something that unnerves him and surprises you. A secret that you two share and carry once he graduates and enters the Gotei 13. But what you didn’t expect was the very same student, to be your rival.

CW: age gap (older reader), insecurity, emotional manipulation. Additional tags will be added for future chapters.

Word count: 2599

Read on AO3 here.

Sosuke sighed as he slumped into his seat. The Shino Academy final exam season was near and the toll of pretending to be a kind, gentle, yet slightly above average student was wearing him thin. He looked at his exam sheet, formulating plans on how to get by in each subject area without suspicion, but kido remained elusive.

He was excellent in it. He could weave multiple kido with no issue. The problem he faced was saying the incantation and holding back the true power he could unleash. If his teachers and fellow classmates saw what he was capable of… he grimaced at the thought. Sosuke heard rumours of students exhibiting high potential being removed, to never be seen again. Something he didn’t want to experience for himself.

Sosuke rubbed his temples trying to think of solutions to the growing problem. He wracked his brain with options and potentially consequences, until it dawned on him what he could do.

Sosuke entered the lecture hall when a crowd of mostly female students, surrounded him with concerned looks on their face. “Aizen-san, is it true you failed your kido exam?” They asked, shock filling their voices.

Sosuke gave a sheepish nod, “I became nervous and butchered my spells.” He explained softly as he tried to make his way to his seat.

“If you want, I can tutor you if you’d like!” A bolder student offered; her cheeks were tinted pink as she looked at him expectantly.

“Thank you for your offer, Shimizu-san” Sosuke said kindly, “but it’s alright.” He gave her a gentle smile. “The examiner arranged a make-up assignment for me since I excelled in my other courses. I’m grateful for the opportunity.” He murmured as he sat in his seat.

He wanted to laugh seeing the girls deflate at the chance of “tutoring” him. But he also withheld the fact that his examiner offered a tutor for him, a past student of his who was now seated Shinigami in the Gotei 13.

 “Aizen-kun,” the elderly examiner said, a deep frown on his face, “this is not like you to make such blatant mistakes.”

Sosuke bowed, apologizing for the haphazard kido he purposefully butchered.

“I know you’ve done well on your other exams,” the examiner said, his frown softening, “so I’ll offer you a chance to do redo your exam.”

Sosuke lifted his head, trying hard not to show that he was curious at the offer. “Sir, that’s kind of you to offer.”

“It won’t be from me though,” the examiner remarked. “A past student of mine has a talent in teaching kido to others. I know they won’t say no to the request. If they deem you capable enough within 2 weeks, I’ll give you a pass.”

“Thank you, sir. I won’t let you down.”

The examiner secured a training room for Sosuke and his tutor. It wasn’t particularly spacious but had mannequins of different sizes and forms – hollows, spirits, animals, all to be used as targets for his session today. He rolled his eyes at having to humour a tutor, but he had already formulated a way to “improve” his kido incantation skills thanks to their “tutelage.”

Sosuke flexed his hands as he began to mentally prepare for whatever practice the tutor would throw at him. It was only an hour and half each day for the next two weeks. He would impress the tutor with his gradual growth, then move on and secure a position with the Gotei 13.

“You must be Aizen-san.” Sosuke quickly turned around, trying to mask that he was startled by the sudden visitor.

“Yes, I am. And you must be the tutor Kobayashi-sensei recommended.” Sosuke said, bowing deeply. “Thank you for taking the time to train me.”

You introduced yourself, smiling as you noted how deep his bow was. Kobayashi-sensei was right, this student was incredibly polite – it was a bit endearing.

“To save us some time, Aizen-san, Kobayashi-sensei informed me of what had happened.” Sosuke nodded his head, noting the mature air you gave off compared to his peers and some of the other instructors at the Academy.

“Why don’t we do that again? It’ll give me a better idea of where we can start training.” You gave him a polite smile as you extended your arms to the mannequins.

Sosuke nodded his head, but his face was unreadable due to the glare hitting his glasses. He seemed bookish, you thought, maybe one of those types that read more than they practiced?

“Let’s start with Hado 15?” You asked, watching him take a deep breath and then murmur the incantation. You strained your ears to hear it, but although his voice was soft and quiet, he said it with undeniable confidence – something you immediately took note of. You also noticed the subtle shift in his position, making him miss his target.

You made a slight frown, but didn’t say anything.

Sosuke apologized, a sheepish smile on his face, “I’m a bit nervous – sorry.”

You shook your head, “it’s alright, but before you continue” you paused, looking directly at him. You proceeded to stand right next to him, noticing that he was a good head taller than you even though you were certainly older than him. You had to laugh but cleared your throat before he could ask. “I’m going to stand right here, and” you quickly whipped up a bakudo incantation to the other side of him, “and this wall be right next to you.”

Sosuke’s eyes widen in surprise, did you already catch on to what he was doing? He was certain he was quick about it. A sliver of annoyance was worming its way to his body.

“Let’s try again Aizen-san, same spell.” You said, staring directly at him. Sosuke was hesitant at first, but with no room to move, he repeated the incantation again, the quiet confidence still evident in his voice.

The kido immediately destroyed the mannequin, with very little of it remaining.

“That’s impressive!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

“I wasn’t sure if you were doing it on purpose, but” as you snapped your fingers to remove the wall on his side, “but I noticed you were moving ever so slightly when you were casting the spell.”

“Oh, I was?” he lied. “I didn’t notice.”

You narrowed your eyes, something deep within you saying that he wasn’t quite telling the truth. You hated to be hasty though, so you decided to see what else he was doing “wrong” that led to his exam failure.

For each kido spell he weaved, you noticed he would do something small, something subtle, that would hinder him in some way. Is he doing this on purpose? Or does he not realize what he’s doing? You wondered. His incantation was impeccable, even if his voice was on the quieter side, but the subtle shift of his body language would twist his spiritual pressure, thus his kido, into something that didn’t land the way it should.

But your tutoring session was done for the day. As polite as ever, he said he looked forward to tomorrow’s session as he bid you farewell. You though, were left stumped.

As soon as Aizen left the room, you went to the destroyed mannequins and inspected the remains. You could feel the faint traces of his spiritual pressure, and it was quite potent. Your eyebrows furrowed as you wondered what was going on.

“He’s an excellent student.” Kobayashi-sensei remarked. “He’s excelling in all of his classes and passed his other exams beautifully.”

“Is he struggling with his kido classes?” You asked.

“No, quite the opposite. He was even recommended for peer mentoring in the class, so this is quite perplexing.”

You stared at the empty room, going over the past hour, when suddenly it dawned on you.

He’s holding himself back.

The next day, you wondered why an academy student would hold himself back. Your duties as a seated Squad 5 members involved a lot of paperwork and ensuring your other squad members were proficient in kido and continuously improved themselves. Your lieutenant and captain would hold training sessions for all of you and you were even tasked to lead some sessions yourself.

Through this experience, you honed a keen eye on what common mistakes, and uncommon obstacles, that hinder students, soldiers and others alike, when it came to kido. But it never occurred to you that someone would deliberately hold themselves back like that. It made you wary why someone like Aizen Sosuke, would do such thing, when all you heard were praises about the young man.

Maybe he needs to be challenged? You thought as you walked towards the practice room.

It was nearing the hour of your tutoring session again, and you found Aizen alone in the room. Is he sleeping? You crept closer to him, suppressing your spiritual pressure. He had his glasses off and you were shocked to see how different his face seemed. Sharp angles and his brows were furrowed deeply. But before you could get closer, his eyes snapped open.

And it surprised you even more to see how piercing his brown eyes were. They were cold and devoid of warmth and gentleness that his glasses brought. But before you could say anything, he hastily put them back on and a polite smile appeared on his face again as he stood up to greet you.

“Will we be practicing the same kido spells again?” He asked.

You shook your head, “there’s something I want you to try” you replied.

Aizen looked at you with raised eyebrows, curiosity evident in his face.

“I want you to perform hado 70 for me and aim at” as you pointed to a hollow-designed mannequin, “that one!” You grinned at him, seeing the shocked look on his face.

“Are you sure?” He remarked, confusion evident in his tone. “I think students need permission for spells over 60.”

“Yes, that’s true.” You gave a small laugh, “but I already have permission from Kobayashi-sensei. You’re in the clear!” You smiled brightly at him, “I actually have a little gambit for you today.”

Aizen quickly turned his head around, noticing the way his thoughts drifted to your smile. He quickly composed himself, took a deep breath and began reciting the spell. Bright lights emitted all around him before they launched them at the mannequin. It shimmered briefly, before shattering.

“That’s quite the potent spell, and you landed it beautifully Aizen-san!” You beamed at him. Normally praises like this, were a common occurrence for Sosuke. He would brush them off mentally, while doling out humbled gratitude externally. But for some reason, he felt… bashful.

You were a senior Shinigami officer who immediately took notice of what he was doing “wrong” and went against the original plan he had set in motion to “correct” it. He wondered what you else you had in store for him.

“The next spell I’d like you to do, is weave bakudo 36 with bakudo 52.” You murmured. He nodded his headed as he concentrated his spiritual pressure into his hands as his mind focused on weaving the two spells.

In an instant, the bakudo spell was complete, as two mannequins were bound together by an invisible rope.

“Excellent!” You cheered. Aizen gave a shy smile as he readjusted his glasses. You rolled off the series of spells you wanted him to perform, and each one were executed with astounding precision and power. You noticed the way Aizen’s shoulders slumped under his school uniform – he was relaxed and enjoying himself, and you couldn’t be happier.

But that still doesn’t explain why he’s holding himself back. I need to get to the bottom of this.

“I think that’s all the time I have for today, Aizen-san.” You said, clapping your hands. “Your performance and talent are astounding.” You gently patted him on the shoulder, reaching on the tips of your toes. “It’s given me an idea for our session tomorrow.”

“I look forward to it.” Aizen murmured, bowing his head.

And unlike yesterday, you sensed sincerity in his voice.

A week had gone by of testing and challenging Aizen and you noticed he would sometimes tense up. His focus was undeniably clear, but you suspected that he was thinking about something larger than himself, larger than you two in the room, and decided the best course of action was to hold himself back.

“Aizen-san, I don’t mean to pry,” you gently ask, concern evident on your face, “but do you dislike attention?”

He raised his eyebrows before looking away. He had to think fast of what to say that wouldn’t alarm you or send you to the professors. But before he could say anything, you continued on.

“You have incredible talent and power in kido, that much is true.” You reassured him softly, “but if you’re worried about getting the attention of the Gotei 13…” you murmured, as Aizen reeled from how quickly you figured out his reasoning, “I won’t say anything.”

He was constantly surprised by you.

“Why would you do that?”

“Because it’s important to you, that much I can tell.” You continued to speak softly to him, “your power is amazing, and you’re young – it will continue to grow and with your focus, you will continue to master and wield it with absolute precision.”

He looked away from you, as he felt anger and annoyance filling his body at how easily you read him. “I don’t need you to do that.”

You frowned at him, immediately noticing the tension filling the room. “I understand why you’re hesitant; you rather blend in than be the centre of attention.”

Aizen clenched his fists as he tried to hide his shock.

“I’ve only known you for a week, but I’ve seen the way you interact with your fellow classmates and teachers.” You faced him, standing straight as he tried to avoid your gaze. “I’ve also seen what the Gotei 13 does to some generational talents like you.” Your eyes softened; a sad look crosses your face. “So I understand why you felt the need to hide that part of yourself.”

Aizen was at a loss for words for being read so easily.

“I’ll keep your secret safe” you murmured, trying to give him a reassuring smile, “and I’ll tell Kobayashi-sensei you redid your exam and passed with sufficient progress.”

Aizen bowed deeply, “thank you so much.”

“It’ll be the end of our sessions then, but when you see me around Seireitei, don’t be a stranger.” You gave him a kind smile. “If you have a preference for a squad, I can try my best to get you recruited.”

“You’ve done enough for me,” Aizen said, lifting himself up, “but thank you for your offer and understanding.”

You smiled at him, extending your hand towards him. He immediately grabbed it and shook you. He has a good grip. “I hope we can meet again.” He nodded, but didn’t say anything, watching you leave the room.

You lied to Kobayashi-sensei of what you had given him for practice. Aizen listened outside his teacher’s office as you lied easily to the old man. He couldn’t help but smirk as you told the teacher that his kido progress was “sufficient,” but “not quite up to the standards of the Kido Corps” or squads that relied heavily on kido. He relaxed his shoulders as he left to his dormitory, already thinking about his plans to work his way within the Gotei 13. Encountering you, being tutored by you, was just a small reprieve in his journey.

Thank you for reading! I've completed chapter 2 and most of chapter 3, chapter 4 is just a draft at this moment, but this will be updated every 2-3 weeks :).

[gurehai]

I absolutely need NEED anime fanfic writers to make more fanfics on Bleach characters because what do you mean there are zero to none fanfics about some of the hottest anime characters like wtf???

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bleach masterlist 2: older events and sfw & nsfw random fics, not event related.

ＳＡＦＥ ＦＯＲ ＷＯＲＫ ⋆ 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 ⋆ 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 ⋆ 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 ⋆ 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊 𝐓𝐄𝐀 ⋆ 𝐇𝐂𝐒: 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌 ⋆ 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏, 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀. ⋆ 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐋�� 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 - 𝐛𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⟢ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 // 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦

ＮＯＴ ＳＡＦＥ ＦＯＲ ＷＯＲＫ ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐗 & 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘! 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐒 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐘 ⋆ 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 ⋆ 𝐇𝐂𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐍 ⋆ 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 - 𝐊𝐎𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐒 & 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐃𝐒 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊!+18. 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆- 𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐃𝐓 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

ＥＶＥＮＴＳ 2/2 (recent events on masterlist 1)

𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 + 𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⭒ 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 kuchiki byakuya x f! reader⭒ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 jushiro ukitake x gn! reader⭒ 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐢'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 adult! ishida uryu x f! reader R18+⭒ 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. kuchiki byakuya x f! reader. R18+

五 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧 [+18] 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐁𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 - 𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚘 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [+18] 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐞 - 𝙶𝚘𝚍! 𝙰𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚗 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍 𝕽𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 ⋆ +18 Eyes For The King. Äs Nödt x f! reader ⋆ +18. Serve Me. Dom! Kuchiki Byakuya x f! reader ⋆ +18. HCs: Sexy Things Byakuya and you do together ⋆ +18. Eternity Only Lasts For a Minute. Aizen Sōsuke x f! reader ⋆ +18. adult! Kurosaki Ichigo n/s.fw Headcanons

𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 (𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐) +18 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐: 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓! 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐎 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟗: 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄 - 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓! 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐎 𝐗 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐁! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟎: 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 - 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎: 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟐: 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 - 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟔: 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐗, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 – 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆ 霊圧 + 淫慾. //𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 + 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭. [𝐓𝐇𝐄-𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇-𝐎𝐅-𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 𝘹 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈-𝐘𝐀 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣] ➡ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬t

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐱 (𝐕-𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭) ⋆ +18. 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏. 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

月が綺麗ですね 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐣𝐨 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝟏: 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍. 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐: 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟒: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭) ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐗𝐌𝐀𝐒. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆+18 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐗𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆ +18 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒. 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐂𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓 - 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐒 - 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 - 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀 - 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐑 𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒𝐄 ⋆ +18. 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐒𝐄���𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅! 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓! 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐓 ⋆ +18. 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃

𝐎𝐡, 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄! 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ~ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋! 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⋆ +18. 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍! 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄