#azashiro

[scenfau]

Semi-realistic painting of Urozakuro from BLEACH, SAFWY novel.

[tenzen-chan]

Coloring.

[aizenette]

a little meme @ra1njb made me for my birthday 🤣💓

Soya Azashiro third-wheeling while his fellow prisoner sucks face with the warden.

[syrma-sensei]

Don't talk about bi panic if you haven't watched/read Bleach.

[kyokutsu-sama]

You know a person is perfect when their title is "Kenpachi"🖤✨️

[sashi-ya]

OK, but Azashiro x Aizen in muken. That's it, that's the post

[leonalmalsy]

[kunekojo]

Request open? WITH PROMPTS? Running for it. Can i ask for Kenpachi Zaraki, with the prompts "Confession" and " You're the prettiest thing ever"? Headcanons or scenario, i really don't mind.

— Kenpachi having a REALLY big crush and s/o. S/o can be a learning fighter, not that good. He offers to train with her, and etc. Ypu can continue as you wish. Thank you sweetie 🤍

Hell yeah!!! Feast yourself on them while they're still warm hahaha. I've decided to go for a scenario with a little background. Hope this is to your liking!!

Confession from Kenny

Pairing: Zaraki Kenpachi x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, pure fluff and a big fat crush coming from Kenpachi that he can’t figure out at first, kissing WC: 1,5k •••

He still recalls the day you set foot in his headquarters for the first time.

Everyone in his division had been talking about the soul reaper from another division who seemed more suited to be placed under his leadership hours before you showed up. It kind of pissed him off, not necessarily because of your sudden arrival, but rather the annoyance of his members chaotically discussing the matter.

As you advanced toward your new companions, he watched you closely with prying eyes, trying to grasp what caused the decision for you to be transferred under his command to happen. Feeling the heaviness of his eyes, you had turned your face to look at him and shockingly, you didn’t appear the least bit frightened of him. Normally, people can hardly hold eye contact with him, a thing that never surprised him, but you being a rare case made him question just what kind of person you are.

Kenpachi gave you a brief wave of welcome before being cut off by the throng of underlings who had gathered to greet you. The smile you gave him in response made him temporarily stop shouting at those morons. Why can't they at least let him finish, but whatever, it didn't matter. Starting from that generous smile of yours, things began changing around him. 

As days passed, he found himself intrigued by you. There was something in particular about your attitude and demeanor, something that would snatch the tinniest bit of his focus. Maybe it’s about the way you can command a room by simply stating your opinions clearly and persuasively in a firm manner. 

The way you act made him live under the impression that despite all the layers of kindness covering your surface, there’s a level of fierceness and utter strength hidden beneath. That thought pushed him to rest assured it applies to your battle skills too, so oftentimes, that thought living rent-free inside his head would resurface once he had his eyes on you again. Shortly, he liked you.

He found no reason for his uncommon feelings but neither bothered to, allowing himself to just go with the flow and loop each time you two were close to each other. Sometimes you noticed he acted a little different with you, sparking conversations with short remarks about your strength and whatnot but you didn’t think much of it. 

However, when you came up to him, asking him to train you so you could do better, he was sure you just wanted to mess with him. He mistook your words for teasing but your genuineness pushed him to tell you to prove it to him, and you did. 

The raspy-voiced confirmation sent shivers down your spine, making it seem like he gave up on you, but that wasn’t the case. He may have turned his back on you at that moment, but it was so he could think about what to do with you, although the answer was right in his face.

 Truthfully, he liked the idea of being able to pass on his knowledge to you, but it was just a self-excuse for wanting to spend time with you, without anyone pestering him. So right when you were about to leave, assured that you had to look for someone else, he called back for you, telling you to meet him every night by midnight. It was a real shock after the failed clash but his decision filled your heart with so much happiness that you couldn’t stop thanking him.

It was then that he started figuring out his emotions. The more time he spent with you, training you, the more he felt a warm sensation flow inside his body. He’d start to tend to your injuries, ensuring you’re healed until the next time, and if you didn’t heal in time, he’d cancel the session. 

Despite his odd cures, the way he gently handled you made you feel a little bit of something but you brushed those feelings under the rug, confident it’s not like that. Why let your feelings blossom when you knew he was only being friendly and didn't really like you? 

Kenpachi on the other hand? He was delighting himself with knowing you. Your kindness woke something in him, some kind of wish to have you around all the time which pushed him to open himself. He wanted you around forever, just his and no one else’s.

After training, you two would occasionally lay down together on the hard wooden surface and chat for hours about your adventures. Other times, he would get a kick out of seeing your reaction when you drank his unique energy cocktail which tasted good to him but was in fact terrible. It was truly beautiful, you felt like there was a deep bond established between the two of you, and you didn’t want to trade it for anything in the world.

Days passed, maybe even a week, and there you were, laying down next to him once more, but this time something was different. The atmosphere wore a whole different scent compared to previous times, it felt heavy as if there was something wrong.

Concerned, you lifted yourself in your arms to sit on your ass, remaining silent momentarily. Kenpachi took notice of your sudden motion but didn’t pay much attention until your quietness held for far too long. He watched your expression carefully, gazing at each feature of your face as he waited for you to say something.

“Is something troubling you?” you turned your head in his direction, maintaining strong eye contact. 

“What makes you think that?” he asked with a hint of thoughtlessness in his tone. You felt there is something just with the way he punctuated his words. 

“Because I know you a little bit and I can tell there is something, so go ahead and tell me.” your urge made him ponder about the guy who made rather flirtatious comments with you hours before you went training. 

“Why didn’t you let me teach that punk a lesson.” 

“It wasn’t something worth the effort.” you insisted, pursing your lips.

“But he should know his goddamn place,” he exclaimed while raising his fist and shoving it to the ground. He won’t just let any random make uncalled comments to you and leave unharmed.

You were stunned by his irritation; why did he care so much about something so minor? You’re not even worth the effort of fighting stupid thugs, and it’s not like you two are together, so why did he feel this need to protect you with something… something like this? 

Crossing your arms, your brows furrowed. “But why do you care so much about this? About me?” your question didn’t seem to phase him but you didn’t want to leave things like this, not this heated. “Why me?”

Kenpachi stayed silent for a brief moment before lifting himself to face you on a higher level. The quietness caused your concern to worsen, fearing what he could reply with but upon noticing his eyes firmly centered on your gaze, you tilted your head to the side in anticipation.

“Because I want you just for me.” 

You couldn’t believe your ears, did he just say what you think he said? Did he just….Confess?  Left in disbelief, you stare at him soundlessly, a little dazzled by the suddenness of his words. It felt so unreal, having him return feelings after all that time. You couldn’t deny how impactful his statement was, since you yourself had a thing for him for quite a while.

“W-what?” you stuttered, fumbling with your fingers. “You’re messing with me, aren’t you?” you leaned back, still unable to comprehend his words.

“I’m not, Y/N.” it was the use of your name that signaled he was in fact meaning every single word. “What part of that makes it sound like I’m messing with you,” he exclaimed, trying his best to compose himself to appear as serious as possible. 

His words sounded genuine, but you just couldn’t understand. Looking down, you tried to gather your thoughts but you were at a loss for words. You reached to rub one of your arms, tracing rough touches up and down. Why you of all people?

“Why me?” you lifted your wide-eyed gaze, searching for an answer in the way he was staring at you. 

Why you? There are so many reasons why you but going into great detail would be pointless, his honest words should suffice.

Lips parted, he leaned toward you, erasing the gap between you two. “Because you’re the prettiest thing ever.” you felt the hint of seriousness through his slow-mouthed words, brushing against your ear as he made his way closer to you. 

His gesture caused every single doubt you held to fade away, thus removing any restraint from you. There’s no more room for overthinking, you want him too… a little too much for your own good. 

Watching him with heavy-lidded eyes, you lingered against his body, wrapping your hands around his broad shoulders. Kenpachi watched you pleased as a beaming smile bloomed all over your face, curling the corners of your lips so much that he swore they’d break any second. That’s the thing he was waiting for, the chance to place his mouth against yours while holding you close.

[qweaenr]

BLEACH - Brave Souls: Can’t Fear Your Own World / Spirits Are Forever With You

[thewritetofreespeech]

Sequel to [x]. may contain spoilers: so fair warning

It was darker than he thought it would be.

They had been told about the infinite darkness of the Muken when it was created. Like the stories told to children of the boogeyman or violent creatures in the shadows to make them behave.

Azashiro thought it was just that, a story. To get them all to stay in line in this new wayward world the Gotei 13 had created in their own little hierarchy. To keep the strong subdued. But he was almost pleasantly surprised to see that it was as dark as the rumors had held. It was a rare thing for something to live up to his legend.

Suddenly, there was a sliver of light in the world. Small, by normal standards, but blinding in this infinite darkness. His eyes had adjusted to the dark, not that there was anything to look out, so even the smallest amount of light was searing to his eyes. When they finally adjusted it he thought he was seeing a dream. [Y/N] standing there. But he quickly realized that there was no version of his dreams where they would look that disappointed in him, and dreams were for children.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry.” She hissed. Standing at the precipice of his cage and its bars. True torment, if this was some sort of illusionary punishment, for her to be so close and him not able to touch them. “That’s all you have to say?”

“What else is there to say?”

“How about why?!” Her hands angrily clanged against the bars as she gripped them. White knuckled. Almost as if she meant to rip them from their hinges. The sound of them echoing on for what seemed forever in his dark prison. “Why would you do this?! Why would you surrender and end up here?!”

Azashiro didn’t have any answer for that.

He could have kept running. As a Kenpachi, and with Urozakuro, he could have just killed anyone who came after him until they eventually stopped, and he just became some figment of legend like he once thought his darkness was. But that seemed wrong.

“I did what they said. The noble thing to do would be to confess and turn myself in.”

[Y/N] scoffed bitterly. “Noble. I thought you hated nobles.”

“Old habits die hard I guess.”

She laughed once. Almost sounding like a sob. She slumped to the ground on their knees still clutching the bars. “I can’t get you out of here.”

“I wouldn’t think so.”

“Do you know how many strings I had to pull to even get down here? To see you?” Being the head of the Shihouin Clan had its perks, but Azashiro had to assume this was pushing it. “I will never be able to see you again after this. What am I going to do?”

“You’ll be fine.” She would go home. Run her family. Live a long life and find a much better partner than a murderer and a criminal.

“What about you?”

“I’ll be fine too.” He’d stay here. In the dark. He wouldn’t be as alone as she probably thought he would be, since he had Urozakuro. Azashiro couldn’t hear her like he used to, due to the seals of his prison, but he still knew she was there. Just like [Y/N] would be there with him, in his heart, when she left.

[Y/N] sighed once and finally stood. Her face cold and expressionless. He remembered it from when they first met, the head of the Shihouin Clan, and Azashiro would give almost anything he had left to see her smile once more. “Goodbye Soya Azashiro.”

“Goodbye Shihouin [Y/N].”

She turned and head back towards the door to return to the real world. The beam of light now looked more like a path to exultation than the blinding light he first thought it was. Then the door closed. And she was gone. Nothing but darkness again.

Azashiro would have to readjust to the darkness again. But, he supposed he had nothing but time.

[azashirosoya]

Azashiro Soya - The 8th Kenpachi

[nirbanox]

Sōya Azashiro

The only person we know is in Muken beyond Aizen is the 8th Kenpachi, Sōya Azashiro (Kenpachi Azashiro), who is hundreds of years after the Gotei formed.

He's a novel character, from "Spirits Are Forever With You"

Here's the quick rundown:

Strong child who got Bankai Young like Hitsugaya

Bankai ability is to fuse with his surroundings and he can do shit like make himself dissapear from your vision or make himself untouchable

He fused with the entire sereitei and could hear all that was happening there

Approximately 250 years ago he "learned something he shouldn't", apperently a grave crime that is not expanded upon in the novel, however it's clear that he learned the true nature of the world considering what we know now

All captian class soul reapers move to arrest him for this

They can't kill him, as he was literally fused with the sereitei at the time

Squad 0 Gets is going to be called down

He surrenders

gets thrown in the muken

[tenzen-chan]

[metalporsiempre]

Kon's Guide to the Kenpachi: Chapter II

[thatonerper]

I'm making Azashiro icons out of Byakuya screenshots! So much work, but I really really want to rp the 8th Kenpachi!

[aizensamasuggestions]

Do any of the other denizens of Muken ever try to communicate with you via reiatsu "morse code"? It seems like at a minimum Azashiro probably could have done so if he so desired.

Could have?

Kenpachi Azashiro and I have exchanged words.

He was, if I remember correctly, under the mistaken impression that I lost to Kurosaki Ichigo. Azashiro, in fact, mocked me for it. I kept my own council--difficult though that was for me--because it seems that there there must be some benefit to the Soul Society that this lie is perpetuated.

Everyone seems to believe that Kurosaki Ichigo not only stood a chance against me, but somehow actually won.

Is the Ryoka boy too proud to tell the story accurately?

I realize we were alone on the battlefield, but, surely, someone else saw what truly transpired that day.

But in case it is somehow not known, let me tell you the truth. It was not Urahara's child solider who defeated me, but Urahara Kisuke himself. I was still standing, unaffected, when the last of Kurosaki's so-called Final Getsuga Tensho faded. In a moment, he would have been completely powerless in front of me. In fact, I would have won the day were it not for the trickery of Urahara Kisuke that finally ensnared me.

People are always so quick to accuse me of being a liar, but this lie is repeated to me over and over. Why? Who first told the story this way? Why is the truth being kept from the world? And, why, by all the Gods, did a Kenpachi repeat it to my face?

Of course, if it were true, Azashiro would be well within his rights to mock me. Defeated by a fifteen year old child? I would, indeed, be a joke.

But, that's not how it happened.

In fact, I would dare Azashiro to win against Urahara Kisuke, former warden of the Maggot's Nest, one of the Quincy War Potentials, a man whose bankai can restructure anything it touches including himself, and whose Kido capabilities match my own. THERE is man worthy of my "defeat." But let it be noted that there is defeat and there is death.

And no one has killed me yet.