#bleachi

[prophecydungeon]

the literal last thing i expected out of extra scenes in TYBW is for ichigo to actually find grimmjow after the askin scuffle. what the fuck

[fierceyetflawed]

"does anyone leave their hometown and then actually survive?" bleachers shit hits too close to home

[create-with-afp]

Writing... this day of 8.29.24

To sum up my writing endeavors for the last few months: "Eh." Like, I think about the next chapter, which is from the POV of Isane. I can visualize the series of events that will take place in this chapter, and I get excited to write in her voice and experience the quiet and the chaos of the Fourth through her. Then, I sit down and....

Nada.

I stare into the white page and the blinking caret and... nothing.

Personally, I blame coming down with Covid and the exhaustion of both Covid and living in general.

I did some free writing on other parts of my current project, and that turned out all nice and well. I'm still working through the editing process of that chapter, but I think the outline currently holds up when drafting some of the "plottier" scenes. Which is nice. Sometimes my outlines get murdered in the practice of actually writing the chapter because I get there only to realize that "no, in fact, X would very much not do this in Y circumstance, but I like the tension of this scene, so I'm gonna need to push Z back a little to make this feel genuine and authentic to the source." (And this is how you wind up writing 100k+ word stories.)

Maybe I will write a little on some WIP-ideas just to get back in the habit. (Do some meaningless fluff before tackling what will be a ride for poor Isane.)

[cosmic-ships]

Ah my "whatever the fuck this hair colour is"

They/them

doubled for size.

I hate it :')

[icybreaths]

Thinking about Jewel getting stabbed and using her ice to push the blade out of her body. It crops up from the wound and encases the blade. Further growth pushes it out, and then the wound seals itself over in frostbite.

[galeforged]

{ ooc } Sometimes I stop and think a little about how the Blood War changed my muses in some subtle to more overt ways-

Kōtarō:

Learned to relish the thrills of a heated fight, walking the fine line between life and death, and facing impossible odds. One man against innumerable foes? It awoke something in him. He’s now a bit of an adrenaline junkie, not unlike his mother in her day.

Fuelled himself on anger once grief over his Captain’s passing really weighed on him... only to almost bite it towards the end of the war because of it. Lesson learned.

Pushed himself hard into Bankai training after the fact so that he doesn’t risk losing his friends and colleagues again... while also hoping for greater and more thrilling battles to come. He is not aware of this want on a surface level.

Shigeru:

Fit right in as part of the 11th Division—bullheaded, prone to outbursts, and eager for a good scrap to prove himself—until most of its members were killed. He knows it couldn’t be helped, but part of him still blames himself for some of those losses.

Walked out of the war unsure of what kind of Shinigami he wants to be, and mellows out as a result. Doesn’t stop him from comedically snapping on occasion tho-

No longer felt that the 11th Division was the right place for him, with his introspection leading him to join the 7th Division as its Third Seat. He was not the type to think too much before, having only ever relied on his fighting ability to this point.

Wendell:

Grew up prideful of his Quincy heritage and worshipped Yhwach like many of his kind. Everything he’d ever done was to uphold that legacy, and that of his family.

Finally earning the coveted title of Sternritter, even if only partway through the war, made him feel like all that effort finally paid off. Then it immediately blew up in his face once His Majesty abandoned them all; all he lived for proved ultimately worthless.

Burned bridges with the surviving Quincy and left without a word. He’s just done with it all and wants nothing to do with what or whoever is left. All he wishes for is to be alone, living peacefully and quietly among humans as “Forwin” for the rest of his days.

Mask/James:

Ultimately perished during the battle, so he knows nothing of Yhwach’s true intentions or the man’s betrayal towards his fellow Quincy. Like a good and expendable soldier, he was dedicated to the cause and fought to the bitter end in his King’s good name.

Mask may be gone, yes... but something of him remains in the shadows of the Seireitei. Inert, unmoving, dead it stayed, until the call of God awoke it ten years later.

Should Mask find himself revived? Dull of mind though he may usually be, he will want to seek out his brethren for answers of how things have passed. Why did they lose? Where are the others? What of His Majesty? And where do they go from here?

[bongjuiceconcentrate]

i cant decide how i wan die my hair :c

[possum-tooth]

missed a lot of spots. ugh

[are-we-really-doing-this]

WORKHORSEMEN TAGGING WITH LEE MORIARTY, IS FOR ME

[notmeowse]

guys what freakin color should i dye my hair.

[beautifulblackbutterflies]

I only do this all the time. Where's Katalina? Oh yeah, in my sketchbook/hard drive😅

You ever watching a show you made an oc (original character) for and your waiting for them to show up then you remember they don’t canonically exist in said show.

Been watching Bleach and I made an oc and I keep waiting for her to show up, then she doesn’t.

I’m like wtf then oh right she doesn’t exist outside of my head my bad oops.



[peachsukii]

Hihi, Peach!

I totally don't know if you're even taking asks, and you can ignore this if I you need to but! I had such a horrible, terrible day and I was hoping you could write something small to make me feel better about everything.. 😅

So, seven hours ago, I was a bright blonde but I needed a touch up so I went into the salon and payed 100 dollars for some upkeep.. I sat patiently for nearly six and a half hours, only to turn out with white/bleachy ashy roots and dark brown hair...... So not what I wanted! I sobbed in that stylists chair until my hair dryer and she just brushed ut off. Everyone has been telling me that it looks fine but compared ro the bright, beachy blonde that I came in with, I feel blatantly ugly now.. ☹️

Could you maybe write a super quick drabble or something about how Bakugo would try to comfort? If not, I totally get it! I adore your work so much.

Have the best day, lovely! 💕💕

Awww I'm so sorry to hear that :( There's nothing worse than getting the opposite of what you want, and paid for, done! I hope you don't mind that I use this little prompt for a Softie Sunday piece. <3

₊✩‧₊ ⎯  picture perfect 『 ♡ Bakugo x reader 』

content // age 22, fluff. reader & bakugo live together, he dyes your hair for you. :) 『 #reis softie sundays + softie sundays archive 』

Bakugo's sitting on the couch of your shared apartment, invested in his book while the TV buzzes in the background. He hears your key turn in the door and peaks over the pages toward the foyer, patiently waiting for you to reveal your new hair. You've been gone for over half the day - he assumed you'd be a few hours, but not...all day. Maybe you went with something completely different than usual?

When the door opens, you scuttle inside with your head hung low, a baseball cap covering your hair. Bakugo could somewhat see your hair sticking out from underneath. Why the hell were you hiding it?

"Didn't ya just get your hair done?" he calls from the living room. "What's with the hat?"

"I don't wanna talk about it," you say quietly, taking off your shoes and retreating to the bedroom. Without hesitation, Bakugo tosses his book onto the cushion and quickly perks up to follow you back to your joint bedroom. He leans on the doorframe, curiously watching you pace back and forth in front of the mirror.

"Somethin' wrong?" he asks, arms crossed over his chest. You slowly reach up to take off your hat, untucking your hair and letting it fall naturally.

"I hate my hair."

Bakugo gives you a once over, confused as to why you'd be upset. "S'nice. You're always pretty to me, sweetheart. What's wrong with it?"

"Over six hours and it came out the opposite of what I wanted. They stripped out my blonde color and replaced it with...this." You pull a strand of hair forward as example, showing off the new brownish color.

"I could fix it for ya," he proposes while walking over to you, fluffing your hair gently in his hands. "Used'ta bleach Red's hair for him back in school."

You sniffle and lean against his shoulder. "I'd like that."

He never ceases to surprise you.

Within the hour, Bakugo's back home with all the needed materials to fix your hair - toner, bleach, and gloss. Over the next few hours, he's tending to your hair to help bring it back to what you wanted, extremely focused on doing a perfect job. By the time you're all finished, it's way past his normal bedtime. You can tell by the look in his eyes that he's exhausted, but you're his number one priority - sleep can wait until Bakugo knows you're happy.

Once he's done drying your hair, he brushes it out for you before letting you look in the mirror, admiring his work. For an at home job, it's not half bad. He spins you around and playfully pushes you toward the bathroom mirror, smirking proudly when he catches your initial reaction.

"Wha'cha think?"

You're in awe. How the hell did he do this?!

"Katsuki...it's perfect!" you exclaim while flipping your hair around to see the subtle dimension of color shifting. "Exactly what I wanted. Thank you!"

He hugs you from behind and leaves a soft kiss on your cheek.

"Ya look gorgeous no matter what," he reminds you as he squeezes you tightly. "But I gotta say, I did a damn good job. Now let's get'ta bed already, I'm beat."

When you wake up the next morning, Bakugo compliments your appearance a multitude of times while the two of you are getting ready for work, reminding you just how beautiful you are to him in any light.

I hope this made you smile! <3

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[nyc-looks]

Valentina, 23

“I’m wearing Ugg boots, thrifted kilt, Guizio sweater, and jewelry by my brand Bleachy’s. Right now my style is inspired by wanting to stay warm while still looking cool.”

Sep 27, 2023 ∙ Soho

[mechatyto]

just two dudes and their matching purple mullets

[☕️]

also some color shifts for fun:

rosy pink, bleachy-faded orange, and classic blonde

[icybreaths]

|| Picrew || edited.