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𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖
Pairing: Jugram Haschwalth x M!Human reader
Genre: Fluff, Headcanons, Romantic.
CW: None
Requested by anon: Relationship hc for Jugram?
A/n: the person who request it said they wanted a male human reader so >:)
he's loyal to the emperor. and so he is as much loyal to you too.
he feels great to have someone to love him and be by his side almost all the time.
he have to keep this relationship a secret since the other Quincies would not like him being with a human..and so does the emperor.
he firmly believes in balance and fairness. that means he will apologize whenever he realize he did a thing wrong but will not apologize if he knew it wasn't his fault. instead he would mostly likely blame it on you for being stupid and mad about him about it.
he values the relationship of him and you a lot. but he still can't stand to disobey the emperor orders.
he will kill you if the emperor ordered him to. the emperor order is final. but in the end he will always feel bad and guilty in his heart and even more lonely than he already felt.
he can't stand losing you for just bad luck. he'll try and revive you somehow..he can't stand being without you and all alone again.
he loves you. he loves you a lot. but it's never more than the loyalty towards the emperor. but he still loves you though.
#{ 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔱 }#jugram#jugram bleach#bleach jugram#jugram haschwalth#jugram x reader#jugram x y/n#jugram x you#haschwalth#haschwalth bleach#bleach haschwalth#haschwalth x reader#haschwalth x y/n#haschwalth x you#jugram haschwalth x reader#jugram haschwalth x y/n#jugram haschwalth x you#bleach#bleach fluff#bleach headcanons#bleach x reader#bleach x y/n#bleach x you#quincy#x reader#x y/n#x you#x male reader#x m!reader#reader
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BLEACH TYBW per episode ∟Ep 15: “Peace from Shadows”
#my gifs#bleachedit#shounenedit#animeedit#bleach tybw#gifset per episode#ichigo kurosaki#uryu ishida#bleach#usertorichi#usernik#usergojoana#useraki#usersenka#usermica#userdabiluna#usermoonz#userinahochi#userzuura#userloidforgers#animangahive#fyeahanimegifs#jugram haschwalth#shunsui kyoraku#soi fon#toshiro hitsugaya#rangiku matsumoto#askin nakk le vaar#bazz b#tw flashing
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#ZoomAndEnhanceHisBeauty
#jugram haschwalth#bleach#bleach tybw#bleachedit#f*ck me...he's so beautiful i'm gonna cry :')#of course Kubo mentioned Jugram as one of the 4 most beautiful male characters#he paid extra attention to make him even prettier and it shows :')#userartless#userdabiluna#usergabii#tuserelena#userpayel#usergokalp#usergojoana#usermica#userokkottsus#useraki#userlysandra
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Halloween 🎃👻🍬🎃👻🍬
#bleach#quincy#halloween#happy halloween#cang du#giselle gewelle#bazz b#jugram haschwalth#bleach jugram#askin nakk le vaar#as nodt
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hello, may I request bleach male characters reaction to F! reader breaking up with them in a modern au?
You break up with them.
Starring: Kyoraku Shunsui x f!reader; Jugram Haschwalth x f!reader; Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; mention to Jushiro Ukitake, Ulquiorra Cifer, Yoruichi Shihoin and Sosuke Aizen;
Format: short-imagines;
Warnings: sfw, angst, modern au, breaking-up, alcohol consumption, toxic relationship, self-deprecating behavior, mental struggle, anxiety, psychological abuse, inferiority complex, suggestive themes, mutual pining, power imbalance, family problems, trust issues, infedelity, violence, gore;
Plot: Once upon a time, you were happy by their side. Things changed, though. Their flaws, their behaviors hurt you to the point of no return. You left them, they are now coping with the absence of the only woman they had ever claimed to love, whilst you try to build yourself up again.
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Kyoraku Shunsui.
Lumpish, unsteady steps approched your bedroom. He probably figured you were already asleep. After all, it was three in the morning. However, you were wide-awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, a luggage at your feet and a livid expression plastered over your face. You had spared him the fatigue of moving cautiously in the room not to startle you. The last act of magnanimity you had ultimately decided to grant him.
“What are you doing awake, sweetheart?” Shunsui slurred, a frown on his face, droopy eyes boring into yours as he sauntered towards you confidently.
You scoffed, even jumping on your feet to catch him in your arms, when he tripped over the carpet. He was blind drunk, the stench of saké wafting over your face making your skin crawl and your heart shatter in your chest. It was already broken, for what could matter, hence your decision to leave. On the other hand, you cared way too much about him.
Shunsui sighed, slumping down onto the bed, weary from the lack of sleep and hours spent chugging down enough alcohol to slip you, or anyone else, into an ethylic coma. Dark circles under his eyes, disheveled hair and a feminine perfume that was not yours had given him away that night, like the privious ones. This relationship was toxic and you were not going to spend the best years of your youth attempting to save the life of a lothario who had a tendency of loving self-destructive activities.
“I’m leaving, Shunsui. We’re done. I can’t do this anymore” you simply explained, watching him sulk, obviously expecting you to give up on him, sooner or later.
“Is there anything I can do to make you stay?”.
You felt tears prickle at your eyes, jaw clenching as you shook your head and picked up your trolley. You were devastated.
“Don’t make it harder than it already is. — you admonished him, swallowing the lump in your throat as he stood up and tried to reach for your hand, but you stepped away — No, Shunsui. I tried really hard to show you how much I cared about you, about us. All you did was choosing bottles of liquors over me”.
“Honey, wait, I care about you, let’s go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow—” he rambled, his grey eyes shimmering in the dimly illuminated bedroom. They always seemed sincere, even his tone was softer and somehow more serious than it usually was. Yet, you knew better than falling for his sugarcoated promises to work on himself.
“There’s no tomorrow for us. We’ve been there before, Shunsui. I’m tired of being the only one invested into this relationship! It’s one-sided and, frankly, I don’t deserve it” you declared, watching him slick back one of his unruly cowlick constantly tickling his nose. You were going to miss him, of course you were.
No one fell out of love in one single night. Naturally, you were not an exception. You could not stop the tears rolling down your cheeks, not even a sob escaping your quivering lips, but you could run away to save your heart from being buried underneath a pile of ashes and dust, shambles of the wildfire consuming what remained of your love. Shunsui knew he had lost you. He fell onto his knees the moment you turned your back at him and walked out the room. He was in no condition to chase after you, not right now. He cussed and fell onto his knees, hands planted onto the carpet, fisting the fabric in his huge hands out of frustration and despair. It was all his fault and he knew you were right.
The sound of the front door slamming close made his heart sink into his chest as he punched the floor in anger. He was worried sick about you. Disappearing from his life in the dead of the night, alone, in a city as big as that. He felt miserable. He wanted you back. He wanted you safe in his arms, not alone at the bus station looking for a place to spend the night at.
You were right to leave him. He had no right to stop you. Shunsui knew he did not deserve you. But he could try to change and, hopefully, win you back. The last thing he did before laying down onto the floor was sending a message to you.
“Please, send me a text, when you’re somewhere safe”.
Obviously, you did not text him back, but your mutual friend Jushiro did. At least, Shunsui thought, you were in good hands. Better than his ones, undoubtedly.
Haschwalth Jugram.
It happened after the umpteenth dinner at the Royal Palace. Your relationship with him was balanced. He treated you with so much care, stared at you from across the rooms in adoration and reverence, gave you more than you could have ever asked for. The real problem was who he was: a Prince, the scion of a Royal family that had never truly accepted you and the class you came from.
His father’s glacial stare spoke volumes, it made you feel so out of place you often ended up having panic attacks during balls and dinners. The spotlight was perpetually on you. Snippy remarks from his mother and the uptight members of the upper class hanging around the royal family poisoned you to no end. Restless nights and a sudden incapacity to concentrate on easy tasks, such as walking down aisles alone, or dancing with your beloved boyfriend under their attentive eyes, were the results of their ferocious tongues.
The worst part of it was that you had no one to talk to about the stressful situation you were experiencing. You had been forced to move to the castle with your boyfriend, determining your connections outside to keep their distance from you. Your old flat had been abandoned along with your ordinary life. Nights out in a pub with your friends had become a taboo and even the necessary visits to your parents had been drastically reduced to mere lunches with bodyguards roaming through their house.
Talking to Haschwalth about your uneasiness and discomfort had led to arguments between the two of you and you had not failed to notice how his mother seemed uncharacteristically gregarious the day after your altercations with her son. Maids talked a lot, unfortunately. However, you were not going to tolerate this situation any longer. Collecting your clothes and belongings into a bag, you had asked Haschwalth to meet you at the train station, after escaping the bodyguards’ watch, while shopping at the mall.
When he found you, alone, piercing blue eyes pinning you on the spot, he realized it was the end of the road for you two. You were distraught, hands wiping away the tears from your face, whilst you attempted to talk.
“I love you. I really do. But that’s not the life I expected to live with you. It’s never the two of us. They hate me, Haschwalth” you started, your boyfriend’s jaw clenching.
“I am expected to become the King of this Country. If you wish for me to turn my back at my family, you are clearly mistaken” he replied lowly, twisting the blade in your heart already making you bleed out before his magnificent eyes.
You shook your head “That’s why I have to leave, Haschwalth. I don’t want you to give up on the throne, or go against your family. I just… I needed you to stand by my side, when they denigrated me publicly” you punctuated, but even this was not enough to make him flinch.
They had taught him how to suppress his emotions well. Stolid, impassive, detached from sentimental matters. Maybe way too much for him to build a strong, intimate connection in a healthy relationship.
He did not look away, instead he took a single step closer to you “You do understand that’s not affordable for the future heir of the throne? It’s something beyond my willpower. — he replied, voice firm and devoid of any affection he had usually opted for in your regards — I would never ask you to disrepect your parents, if their antics offended me. Insofar as possible, I’ll make sure you can rely on me. Don’t make a scene”.
“No, Haschwalth. I refuse to be mistreated by the band of lackeys your mother surrounds herself with and pretend everything’s fine! — you blurted out, drawing the attention of some people waiting for their train on the platform — I should have known I meant less than a noble title” you choked out, right before turning around and heading straight to the coach assigned to you.
His eyes followed you, a turmoil of contrasting feelings making their way in his mind. This was far from the life he wanted to share with you. Only when he saw the train departing, he realized he had lost you forever and how severe the emotional damage his parents had inflicted to him really was. He felt kind of dehumanized, an empty shell even in private matters.
Your absence affected him more than you could have ever imagined. He watched you from afar for months, making sure you were fine without him. And you were. It hurt him immensely and, even though he wanted to contact you, he did not. You needed space and time and it was probably for the better. He had watched your lovable smile fade from your face through the time you had spent at the Royal Palace. Now, watching you eat a pizza with your friends, he witnessed to you blossoming again into the radiant girl he had met a long time ago.
Maybe, one day, if you still wanted him, he would have come knocking at your door again, offering his heart to you on a silver tray.
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.
From the moment you had seen him getting off of his motorbike outside a bar, black leather jacket and cheeky grin modeling the wondrous eyes of the girls sipping on their drinks into glossy hearts, hoping vainly for him to choose them, you knew he was troubles. The wise ones turned their heads away from him, reminding themselves of who he was, where he came from and what kind of a player he was. You had tried to do the same, but you were a little more adventurous and naive back then.
He bought you a drink, rizzed you up and you decided to stay by his side for more than a one-night stand. Boy, how delighted you were to find out he actually had decided to stop collecting broken hearts anywhere he went. You dated for a while, then you settled down and your life turned upside down. You met his friends, learned a little more about the place he came from and you had the confirmation he was part of a gang called ‘The Espada’.
You thought you could handle the situation. You even stitched up his friends for free, when they dropped by your house wounded, collecting scars from the violent fights with cops, or members of other gangs. It took a while to realize Grimmjow did not want to change his lifestyle. According to him, he already had made a lot of progresses since you two had become a couple. You would have been a liar not to agree with him on that: after all, he had even dressed up in a nice clean white shirt and attended a dinner with your parents. He behaved that night, you felt on cloud nine.
But things changed abruptly a couple of weeks later.
He began to come home later than usual, battered, nervous. The news an emerging gang was raising and had declared war to ‘The Espada’ began to spread.
It was your best friend’s birthday and Grimmjow had been invited too. He was busy patrolling a zone, hence he had let you know he would have met up with you later. When hours began to pass and most of the guests had left the party, you sensed something had gone wrong. You hopped into your car, driving to what you had grown to learn was his gang’s den. Of course they tried to keep you out of the situation, but how could you not fight your way inside, when you heard someone screaming at the top of his lungs. The scene welcoming you into that barrelhouse made your stomach churn. A man, battered, tethered like an animal to a chair. His face was a bloody mess, but so was your boyfriend’s one.
When your eyes met, he cussed and punched that man one last time before marching towards you. For the first time ever you feared he was going to harm you too and, when his hand gripped your forearm with far less grace than you expected, you began to wriggle in terror.
“Let me go! Grimmjow, hands off, now!” you squealed, your protests falling to deaf ears as he led you out of the pub.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”.
“Is that even important?! Look at yourself, Grimmjow! That’s blood! There’s blood on your clothes, on your face! What the Hell was that?” you questioned him, hands trying to reach for his face to check on him for any injuries.
He groaned and turned his head to the side scornfully “It’s not mine, alright? Mind your damn business, princess. That’s not a place for you. What is it, don’t you like this anymore?”.
His words blinded you, the sound of your hand colliding against his cheek made you flinch as well. You had hit him. You really had. Despite that, the one sobbing before his eyes were you. He sighed, glaring down at your smaller frame like a caged animal. He was restraining himself.
You took a step back, swallowing thickly “I can’t stand there and watch you ruin your life and… And kill people” you stated then, hands shaking.
Grimmjow shoved his hands into his pockets, eyeing you contemptuously “I was like that before I met you, sweet cheeks. — he gruffly said — If you want to stick around, suck it up. Otherwise, go hook up with a Prince. One of those fuckers whose hands smell like money, not of gasoline and blood”.
The world seemed to shake under your feet, your hand clasped over your mouth as you realized how stupid you had been to fall for him. To believe he could actually change. He was toxic for you. He was a monster. This was not your boyfriend.
“Fuck you” you muttered, jogging towards your car with a blurry vision and stomach cramps. You drove away into the night, miraculously making it back home safe and sound. Clueless, among other things, that Grimmjow had sent Ulquiorra after you to make sure you were fine.
Deep down he knew he had screwed up and, every single time he drove by your house, he remembered all those summer evenings spent on your rooftop with your fingers running through his soft blue hair and how much loved he had felt for the first time ever in his life. It was not just sex. It was not just about the way he fucked you. You were not a random girl. He loved you.
Urahara Kisuke.
A brilliant, laidback engineer who had easily whisked you off to live a colourful life travelling the world by his side. It was easy loving Kisuke Urahara. He never missed a chance to make you laugh and tell you to pack your stuff for your next tropical destination, a trip organized specifically for a project he was working on. He was also a party person, very popular among important people and, unfortunately, with the ladies.
Kisuke would have never broken your heart. This was what he had promised you so many times, espacially while you were tangled into the bedsheets of your bedroom. Panting, sweating, he swore to love you through breathy groans. You believed him, of course you did. Maybe, you should have kept an eye on him and his best friend, the eclectic artist Yoruichi Shihoin. Maybe you should have not let her hang around with him so often. Still, you did not like being controlling. You had no apparent reason to be resentful to her, or to put a leash on your boyfriend.
Staring in horror at the two of them, naked, into the bed where Kisuke had told you so many times you were the only woman he loved, felt like someone had kicked you in your guts. They had played you like a complete idiot. It pained you to find out your boyfriend’s rival was right. He had tried to warn you about Kisuke’s habit of enchanting people with words and hide his second nature masterly.
“I can explain!” Kisuke breathed out, reaching for his sweatpants in a hurry to chase after you.
Yoruichi, on the other hand, sat comfortably on your side of the bed. Her topaz yellow eyes bored into yours, a mocking grin gracing her lips. She could keep him, for all you cared. A man who cheated would have done it again and again.
You scoffed and stormed out of the bedroom hastily “I don’t need a goddamn oculist, Kisuke. Go to Hell” you snapped, hellbent to leave that house as soon as possible.
He ran after you, quick to block your path “Baby, please, I know I fucked up. I’m sorry, I’m terribly sorry! Just… Just let me explain” he pleaded you, the vulnerability in his eyes almost making you faltering. But it was enough. You were fed up. He had cheated on you, you had wasted opportunities and chances to support him in his work. All for what?
Where did it get you? To be disrespected in your own house, under your nose.
“No, thank you, I don’t want to hear another word coming out of your mouth. Congrats for having reduced our relationship to a huge pile of shit. That’s the best construction you’ve ever made” you spitefully hissed at his face, your throat constricting with each hateful word leaving your mouth as you pushed past him and ran off to your car.
Kisuke fell onto his knees, hands fisting his sandy hair, while he realized what he had done. He felt lost without you. Yoruichi made her getaway almost immediately, leaving him alone and with a shattered heart in his chest. The bitter taste of your break-up indulged on his tongue for a long time, culminating in a terrible phase of regrets when he saw you walking by Sosuke Aizen’s side. A gleeful smile on your lips, you let that bastard loop his arm around your waist.
You seemed happy. You truly were. The problem was you were happy without him. This was something he could have never done a damn thing about.
Kisuke knew he had lost you forever.
AUTHOR NOTE.
Hello there! Angst, yes, a lot of angst. If any of the above shit happen to you, RUN FROM THAT MAN. Those are not red flags, those are RED BLANKETS. Love you all! Let me know what you think about this!
As per usual, likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated!
Love,
Luce
#grimmjow x reader#grimmjow smut#grimmjow jaegerjaquez#grimmjow x you#grimmjow x y/n#bleach x reader#bleach smut#kyoraku shunsui x reader#kyoraku smut#shunsui x reader#shunsui kyoraku x reader#jugram haschwalth x reader#haschwalth x reader#haschwalth jugram x reader#kisuke urahara x reader#urahara x reader#urahara kisuke x reader#urahara kisuke smut#urahara smut
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Harribel & Jugram, (2019-2020, reupload from my old account)
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𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝟐 • 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟓
#bleach#bleach tybw#bambietta basterbine#liltotto lamperd#meninas mcallon#candice catnipp#gremmy thoumeaux#mask de masculine#jugram haschwalth#yhwach#shinixgami#official art
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New KLab game 「BLEACH Soul Puzzle」🧩
#bleach#rukia kuchiki#ichigo kurosaki#my edit#bleachedit#ishida uryuu#byakuya kuchiki#renji abarai#jugram haschwalth#bambietta basterbine
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#bleach#bleach thousand year blood war#bazz b#jugram haschwalth#gif#opening#Ahh yes this hit my soul
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Pairing: Jugram, Cang Du, Ichigo, and Shunsui x reader (separately)
Summary: Headcanons for bleach men, Jugram, Cang Du, Ichigo, and Shunsui who have a s/o who easily forgets things bc of their trauma.
Request: Hello,sorry if I'm asking this early but can you do a headcanon about bleach men jugram,cang du,Ichigo and shunsui with a reader who forget things easily because of their trauma like muichiro tokito from demon slayer?
A/n: Helloooooo. ofcccc,
Content: PTSD, trauma, comfort, angsty fluff.
Jugram:
He's superrr patient with you and lets you take your time on things.
Jugram never really tries to help you when you forget things bc he truly wants to help you deep down. He wants you to figure it out on your own and help yourself.
A smile tugs along his face as you light up with excitement, eventually remembering the thing you forgot.
He will help you sometimes if you just can't get it, but he really wants you to be independent for the most part and let you have a sense of accomplishment.
Jugram observes things very closely and he keeps track of all the things you forget, he's even got a list.
He'll check off things on the list when you eventually remember, if you do.
He even gets you stickers for each thing you remember. Sometimes he'll even just give you a sticker because he likes seeing the way your face lights up.
Def comforts you and holds your hand, rubbing the back of it with his thumb.
Gives you little kisses as rewards for remembering stuff.
Cang Du:
He won't show his emotions or anything, he keeps a deadpan expression, even though it hurts him on the inside knowing that you forget things bc of your trauma.
Cang Du will discuss your trauma with you and how you forget things if you want.
He's a super good listener, nodding his head and holding eye contact with you the whole time.
As we know, he doesn't really speak unless needed, but he does like to speak to you.
He'll comfort you with a calm, loving voice.
He isn't super touchy, but he'll comfort you with a big hug and let you melt into his arms.
You appreciate the conversations and hugs from Cang Du as it shows just how much he loves you.
He won't express how much he loves you often, but when you can't remember something and become sad, he'll express it.
Cang is super soft with you and never raises his voice or gets angry when you forget things.
He's a sweetheart, knowing about your past.
Ichigo:
Doesn't mind when you easily forget things nor does he really talk about it much with you.
He knows why you forget things so easily and he does tug on his heartstrings a little.
Ichigo doesn't like to bring it up with you because he doesn't want to make you sad or bring up your past trauma.
You can see it in his eyes though, you can see that he hates that your past has made you forget things.
If he could, Ichigo would go back into the past and protect you from all the traumas you endured.
He's very warm hearted with you and lets you take your time.
He doesn't mind it when in almost every conversation, you forget past memories and eventually remember them.
Ichigo will enhance certain words in convos just in case you forget and he says the word again to spark up the gears in your brain to remember once again.
He always thinks about your needs first and puts you before him.
Shunsui:
Shunsui does get a little sad knowing that you forget things so easily because of the trauma you've been through in the past.
He wishes he could take it all away from you, but he can't, so he helps you.
He likes to help you concentrate and likes to help you remember by playing silly little games.
It'll be like a guessing game for you and he'll sometimes will trace letters into the palm of your hand to further help you.
Shunsui will bring up a memory of you two, on vacation or doing something significant together and when you don't remember, he has to hide the frown on his face.
He gets a tad disappointed, but not at you at all. He's disappointed that your past has made you forget things so easily. Shunsui gets sad about it.
He's like a big plushy bear tho that you can come to when you needed comfort about your past ptsd.
He'll open his arms and wrap them around you, slightly rocking you back and forth to comfort you.
Shunsui always says how proud he is of you while pressing a kiss to your cheek or forehead.
#shunsui kyoraku#bleach#jugram haschwalth#cang du#bleach cang du#ichigo kurosaki#bleachanime#bleach headcanons#bleach anime#bleach x you#bleach x reader#bleach x y/n#ichigo kurosaki x reader#bleach tybw
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Some sketches of Shinji and one lost Jugram xD
#Idk why I keep drawing Shinji over and over again#bro is one of the least frequently appearing characters in Bleach (in the anime they recently cut out his scenes#which made me laugh more than sad at this point xDD)#But there's something fun about drawing his err... rather specific design#Oh and Jugram... he's just pretty xD#nothing more needs to be added here#my art#bleach#jugram haschwalth#shinji hirako
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JUGRAM HASCHWALTH
#this is for michelle#jugram haschwalth#bleach#bleach tybw#bleach thousand year blood war#cour 3 spoilers#bleachedit#g.gif
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— BLEACH Tybw Cour 2 OP Character designs
#my edit#bleachedit#animeedit#too many sketches so picked who’s clothes I want to wear 🥰#bleach#ichigo kurosaki#orihime inoue#bleach tybw#uryu ishida#jugram haschwalth#askin nakk le vaar#bazz b#shunsui kyoraku#nanao ise#bambietta#candice catnipp#kensei muguruma#hisagi shuhei#shinji hirako#kenpachi zaraki#rangiku matsumoto#yumichika ayasegawa#kisuke urahara#yoruichi shihouin
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Jugram Haschwalth | Bleach TYBW S3E5 “Against the judgement”
#jugram haschwalth#jugram#bleachedit#bleach#bleach tybw#bleach thousand year blood war#bleach spoilers#toriigifs#userartless#userdabiluna#usergabii#tuserelena#userpayel#usergokalp#usergojoana#usermica#userokkottsus#useraki#userlysandra#usersophies
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Shinigami (Captain Gotei 13) vs Arrancar (Espada) vs Quincy (Sternritter)
#bleach#bleach tybw#thousand year blood war#shinigami#captain gotei 13#gotei 13#hollow#arrancar#espada#quincy#sternritter#schutzstaffel#yamamoto genryusai#shunsui kyoraku#sosuke aizen#aizen sosuke#gin ichimaru#yhwach#jugram haschwalth#bleach jugram
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𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘉𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴, 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺.
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𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒.
• BLOODSTAIN - Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (NSFW)
𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒.
• FRIENDS – Grimmjow x f!reader (NSFW)
• FORBIDDEN ATTRACTION – Haschwalth Jugram x f!reader (NSFW)
• ENJOY THE SILENCE – Shinji Hirako x f!reader (NSFW)
• IN THE RIVER OF CRAZY – Haschwalth Jugram x f!reader (NSFW)
• BELLADONNA – Zaraki Kenpachi x f!reader x Byakuya Kuchiki (NSFW)
• SWEATER WEATHER – Renji Abarai x f!reader (ANGST + FLUFF)
• MELT MY HEART – Grimmjow x f!reader (NSFW)
• THE ROYAL PET – Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader (NSFW)
• THE CAPTAIN’S GUILT – Jushiro Ukitake x f!reader (NSFW)
• CLEANSE MY SOUL – Sosuke Aizen x f!reader (NSFW)
• A WITCH, A WEREWOLF AND A VAMPIRE – Sosuke Aizen x f!reader x Kisuke Urahara (NSFW)
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.
• NSFW ALPHABET – Aizen x f!reader (NSFW)
• NSFW ALPHABET – Grimmjow x f!reader (NSFW)
• THEY ACCIDENTALLY SEE YOU NAKED – Aizen x f!reader; Urahara x f!reader; Renji x f!reader; Jugram x f!reader (NSFW)
• JEALOUS AND POSSESSIVE AIZEN SOSUKE WITH A FEMALE HUMAN READER– Aizen x f!reader (TW)
• IF YOU WERE THEIR SOULMATE – Aizen x f!reader; Mayuri x f!reader; Uryuu x f!reader (FLUFF)
• THEY ACCIDENTALLY SEE YOU NAKED – Grimmjow x f!reader; Ichigo x f!reader; Byakuya x f!reader (NSFW)
• HOW THEY EAT YOU OUT – Aizen x f!reader; Gin x f!reader; Urahara x f!reader (NSFW);
• AIZEN SOSUKE AS A FATHER OF A LITTLE GIRL – Aizen x f!reader; Aizen x f!child (FLUFF)
• YOU TELL THEM YOU GOT A BRAZILIAN WAX BY A GUY – Aizen x f!reader; Urahara x f!reader; Byakuya x f!reader; Shunsui x f!reader (NSFW)
• HOW THEY EAT YOU OUT – Kyoraku Shunsui x f!reader; Unohana Retsu x f!reader; Zaraki Kenpachi x f!reader (NSFW);
• HOW THEY EAT YOU OUT – Grimmjow x f!reader; Isshin Kurosaki x f!reader; Shinji Hirako x f!reader (NSFW)
• GIANT AIZEN SOSUKE AND HOW HIS CONDITION WOULD AFFECT HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS SIGNIFICANT OTHER – Aizen x f!reader (FLUFF)
• SFW ALPHABET (LETTERS ‘A, F, Q, S, U, X’) – Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (SFW)
• YOU BREAK UP WITH THEM – Kyoraku Shunsui x f!reader; Jugram Haschwalth x f!reader; Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader (SFW/NSFW)
• NSFW ALPHABET (LETTERS ‘D, E, F, F, L’) – Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader (nsfw)
• SFW ALPHABET (LETTERS C, H, J, K, L, Z) – Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (SFW)
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