#iba Tetsuzaemon

[incorrctbleach]

Ikkaku: Yumichika can't spend the night in jail! Iba: I spent the night in jail once, nothing happened to me. Ikkaku: It's not the same, man, Yumichika's pretty!

[littleeyesofpallas]

I stumbled into this line in the Viz translation that felt like it warranted looking at again. I could basically tell just from the structure of the sentence what the japanese was going to be, but it was a short and simple exercise. and if I was wrong at least it might have lent a bit of neat lore in implying Iba's mom was a captain at some point.(spoilers: it did not)

...嘘 つくなよ お袋さんの 為だろ

...uso tsuku na yo o-fukuro-san no tamedaro

"lie (you) did it for mommy's* sake"

*it's specifically an informal term for a person's mother, so it's translations are all things like "mom/mommy/mummy/ma/mamma/mum/mama/momma/etc..." but not "mother"

阿呆が誰があがいな糞ババの為に副隊長やなんか目指すかい

aho ga dare ga agai na kuso BABA no tame ni fuku-taichou ya nanka mezasu kai

"what idiot would aim for something like lieutenant for the sake of (that) shit oldwoman?"

Sure enough, the Viz translator fucked up a really simple particle of speach and mistook "for" and "to" but also just totally ignored the bit around tame[為] in both sentences that indicates things like "for the sake of" or "as a consequence of" or "in regards to."

The obvious point here being that Iba says things other than brute strength are important to have and that's how he became a lt. Ikkaku says, "don't lie, you just did it(learning things other than brute strength) because of your mother" and he retorts "who'd do such a thing because of their mother?" "...because of mother" being the echo'd sentiment here. The Viz translation doesn't seem to grasp this somehow. But go figure...

...the old fan translations don't just get the sentence correct, they also happened to word it kind of awkwardly. It's still grammatically correct to the point of the original text, but as written it can also scan incorrectly to be synonymous with the official Viz translation.

I know we've talked about it kind of abstractly before, and I'm not really inclined to lean too heavily into conspiratorial tones, even very mundane and low stakes one... But more than most examples, this one really does seem to suggest that the "translator" was looking directly at the fan translations and just tried to reword them without ever actually touching the Japanese at all. Like, you could never mistake those Japanese words for "to" and "for" with one another. That mistake as it was made here only works in English.

Anyway, very funny that on back of this one singular nothing of an exchange Kubo remembered to give us this, as Iba's mother's official design

[drgarrisonandpaul]

NSFW, MINORS DNI

Do the Bleach captains and lieutenants know where the clit is? Genryusai: Yes

Sasakibe: Sometimes

Soi Fon: YOU BET YOUR ASS

Gin: Yeah, but he won't use it because he likes to hear you whine

Unohana: Yes

Aizen: You'd think he would, but he doesn't. Or does he?

Byakuya: Yes

Sajin: Sometimes

Marechiyo: He doesn't even know what that word means, let alone where it is

Izuru: Yes

Isane: Sometimes

Momo: Also doesn't know what that word means, she calls it something else like 'button' or something

Renji: WELL DUH, OF COURSE HE DOES *proceeds to point to your elbow*

Iba: Sometimes, depends on how inebriated he is

Shunsui: He literally has a painting of one in his office

Kaname: Yes

Kenpachi: The what-now? *Has to lift his eyepatch to hear you better, if that makes any sense*

Mayuri: Knows where it is, never uses it. Actively avoids it just to fuck with you

Ukitake: Yes

Ise Nanao: Yes

Hisagi: No. He legitimately doesn't know where, but he knows what it is

Rangiku: HELL YEAH

[bleachbleachbleach]

[Bleach 094]

Renji might not remember which captain belongs to Matsumoto, but Matsumoto knows Iba's fourth seat. She's on a first-name basis with him. She knows his self-assigned title! (I refuse to believe anyone calls Jiroubou the Kamaitachi except for Jiroubou and anyone ranked low enough to be impressed by him. And Matsumoto, apparently.) She's the Gotei's facebook queen!

My thoughts about why Matsumoto knows Jiroubou so well that it's because her encounter with Hitsugaya in the Ice Field chapter was hardly her first foray into Junrinan. If Soul Society had higher education I think Matsumoto is the kind of person who'd take her military-veteran free college to major in Cultural Anthropology with a minor in Gender Studies, and then do a Master's in Folklore. She's spent *all kinds of time* in Junrinan and other districts learning about Rukongai folkways and foodways (particularly food as ritual, rather than as sustenance). She probably did her senior capstone on souls and sex tourism. But uh, anyway, she knows Jiroubou because she knows Jidanbou, the Gate Guardian!

re: The weirdness of this whole exchange in the Viz: At first I was trying to figure out why the Viz wanted to change these lines around, but I think it's actually just a layout error. In the JP, Iba responds to Matsumoto's query in the affirmative, and it's Hisagi who connects Jiroubou to Jidanbou and expresses emotion about his having been defeated already. Switching the locations of "They got him too?" and "Yes" was probably just an error, rather than a choice.

[thefarminggoblin]

Bleach Lieutenants and how they would kiss you

Hiiii~

I know this isn’t the cuddling gif headcanons people were requesting (it’s on my to do!) but here, have a crumb.

Honestly I’ve been so inactive because my phone got hella smashed back in January and I lost all my notes, so I got burnt out and had to start everything from scratch. Also, mental health has been unkind…

Anyway, without further ado, here’s some kisses with our beloved lieutenants! Yachiru’s is purely platonic affection because that little girl is a child.

🫖 Sasakibe’s kisses are romantic. They’re the type you see in movies, the long, slow yet impassioned kisses. He’d start with kissing your hand like the gentleman he is, and end with kissing your cheeks, your forehead, your eyes. His kisses always taste of tea, and you’re reminded of his lips with every cup you consume. Always tells you how much he loves you, waxes poetic, and his hands stay in respectful places like your face, hips and waist. Well, unless you ask otherwise…

🍻 Izuru’s kisses are lingering. Izuru is a private man, and he honestly doesn’t show affection very often, especially not in public, preferring to show you he cares in other ways: a subtle brush of hands, a loving look, a gentle and reassuring smile. But when he does kiss you, he makes sure the moment is private and you can’t be interrupted. They start slow, but quickly escalate until he’s got you pressed against him fully, his hands splayed across your lower back, his tongue delving into your mouth. He’s the type to switch angles regularly. When he eventually pulls away, he’ll rest his forehead on yours. They often almost always lead to something else.

🦋 Isane’s kisses are timid. Our tall, shy girl is already quite insecure, so leaning down a little to kiss you can make her a little unsteady. Mostly because she trembles every single time. You’ll almost always have to initiate. Please please please be patient with her! When she eventually gets more confident with you, and her kisses become deeper and more passionate, she’s almost always the first to pull away, putting her hands over her blushing face and apologising profusely. If you pull her hands away and pepper kisses over her face, it’ll calm her enough to try again.

🍑 Momo’s kisses are sweet. She will spontaneously plant a peck on your cheek when she sees you, and will always blush, but give you a smile. Sometimes her kisses are frenzied but still manage to maintain the innocent feelings of joy at being close to you rather than a lust driven haze (although that happens occasionally too). She’ll mutter things like “I love you so much!” between kisses. Her kisses are normally quick and frequent, and she’ll nuzzle her nose against yours upon parting. Kiss the tip of her nose of forehead and she will just melt.

📖 Nanao’s kisses are delicate. They’re soft, like a butterfly’s wings, a gentle brushing of her lips on yours before she presses a long kiss on your lips. She then slants her lips over yours, deepening it, taking her time. Nanao is another person who’s definitely not fond of PDA, but will accept a small peck on the cheek or kiss on the back of her hand. She’s an absolute sucker for romance, so if you kiss her hand or wrist be prepared for her to kiss yours back. She’ll rarely initiate, so you’ll have to take the lead a lot of the time, but she’ll wrap her arms around your neck and possibly do the leg lift thing, just like in the romance novels.

🐉 Renji’s kisses are messy. Teeth and tongue work in tandem with his lips and each time he kisses you, it’s like he thinks it’s the last time. He is also a very affectionate drunk, and can be a little clumsy when he first leans in. But even when he’s sober, he’s clumsy. This man talks a big game a lot of the time, but when push comes to shove he’s a little shy, and sometimes his affection for you hits him so hard that he’s chomping at the bit to shower you with love. But pushes through the nerves, determined to connect with you. He’ll crash his lips to yours, uncaring of how the saliva is getting everywhere. He buries his hands in your hair, grips your waist, occasionally whispering about how perfect he thinks you are. He’s just passionate and so so in love.

🍜 Iba’s kisses are enthusiastic. This man sees affection as serious business, and always puts his best efforts into kissing you. He just wants to impress you, while showing you just how much he loves you. He’s like a man with a mission, and the intense look he gives you right before diving in and capturing your lips with his will never fail to give you butterflies. He’ll often grin brightly at you afterwards, and will ruffle your hair if you blush, maybe tease you a little. As if he didn’t nearly keel over the first time you kissed him!

⛓️ Shuhei’s kisses are unpredictable. Sometimes he gives a quick peck, other times in the mood to draw it out, or kiss you so deeply it leaves you completely breathless and wanting more, but even with the context of the situation you can never tell which he will pick. For example, if you’re running late, he may draw you in as you fix your hair and straight up make out with you. The next day, if you’re running late again, he may just give you a peck on the cheek or lips. Either way, Shuhei is the type of lover who will always kiss you as a goodbye in the mornings, and as a hello in the evenings as an important ritual between the two of you, but the variety will always leave your head spinning.

🧣Rangiku’s kisses are flirtatious. If it’s one thing she likes, it’s the thrill of the chase, playing cat and mouse. She has a habit of initiating all the time, catching you off guard and kissing you either passionately or very lightly. She will pull away, giving you a wink and a flirty smile and occasionally a teasing remark, before walking away or using shunpo, expecting you to chase after her. If you do, she’ll either reward you, or laugh her silvery laugh and disappear again. If you initiate the same behaviour it puts her on the back foot, but just be prepared: she’ll get you back!

🍡 Yachiru will give the occasional cheek kiss to you if you’re a big brother/sister figure. This kid will climb up you, nuzzle your cheek and plant a cute little kiss there. But beware, she’s likely after the sweets in your pockets!

🧬 Nemu’s kisses are restrained. All her life she’s been under strict control and orders, leaving little autonomy in decision making and her own body... Nevertheless, she’s a girl who does like to show affection to her lover, but lacks the experience. Please sit and show her some romantic movies, and be patient with her. Once she learns to let her inhibitions go? You bet you’re but they’re the best kisses you’ve ever had! Under all that stoicism is a person, and her fierce loyalty to you translates to physical, fiery affection. She’s touch starved, so expect her to be very receptive once she’s comfortable.

Next in the kisses series: seated officers!

Hanataro, Ikkaku, Yumichika, Sentaro and Kiyone

[bleachtitlepages]

[merbear25]

I need my thirst for weird side characters quenched.

Tetsuzaemon Iba nsfw/sfw headcanons with a model fem! partner?

Side characters need so much more love, so I get you, anon! Thank you for sending this in. I hope you like it 💜💜

CW: fem!reader, includes both SFW and NSFW headcanons

With a model partner (Iba)

First off, I see him as being supportive. 

He wouldn’t seem like the type to deter anyone from pursuing a career or interest, especially his partner.

Perhaps he irritated the other squad members or anyone within earshot about how gorgeous you were and wanting to go on and on about your success. He wouldn’t just limit it to your career but every aspect of you because to him you were perfect.

Incredibly loyal, his eyes wouldn’t wander even if they wanted to. He’d miss you when you had to go to shoots that took you to other cities.

Sending him updates on everything would be a must mostly because he simply would like to be informed. Controlling wouldn’t be an aspect of this, just a caring partner who couldn’t wait for you to get back to him.

I don’t see him as the jealous type. You’d have his full trust which he knew wouldn’t be taken for granted.

There were a few times when someone got a bit too close for comfort with you, which led to Iba chasing them off—to put it nicely.

You could expect tender kisses on your hands and up your arms. Starting slow at first, the reactions you gave only encouraged him to push further.

NSFW below the cut: nude photos, female masturbation, cockwarming, perversion

With each kiss he murmured how breathtaking you were, pulling you closely as his hands roamed over your figure.

I see him as a leg and thigh man, so covering these parts of your body in hot kisses would get the both of you riled up even more.

Seeing as you’d be a natural for the camera, there’s no way he’d pass up the opportunity to take racy photos of you.

These would range from you in certain positions with and without lingerie, on different furniture, and even with you playing with yourself.

Granted he probably wouldn’t be the best photographer, but the erection he surely got while snapping them definitely didn’t help.

There were a few times he took photos of the two of you having sex: him buried inside you and wanting to capture how your arousal glistened on his cock.

Cockwarming became common in your foreplay once he got the hang of taking timed photos, although he sometimes got impatient and ruined the shot entirely.

He’d keep a stash of all of these in a safe place and would take a look at them whenever you were apart.

[serene-faerie]

Gotei 13 Lieutenants/Squad Members as Aesthetics

Sasakibe— earl gray tea, thunderstorms, organized files, a tidy desk, sharp eyes, smiles that are rarely seen, undying loyalty, quiet evenings in the office, classical music, neat handwriting, edelweiss, tailcoat suits, puzzles, a wooden chess board, butter biscuits and scones, earned respect, lightning, a stern voice, an antique desk lamp, fountain pens, reading the newspaper, black-and-white movies, the smell of ink and papers.

Omaeda— rice crackers, being a big brother, protecting family with one's life, deceiving appearances, stacks of cash, a spiked iron ball attached to a chain, buying gifts for loved ones, ivy leaves, gold rings, stacks of gold ingots, giving piggyback rides, a grand mansion, lavish banquets, expensive cars, being smarter than how one looks, the smell of strong cologne, undying loyalty to one's superior and family, candies, men's magazines, lazy afternoons.

Kira— yellow carnations, rainy and cloudy days, writing haiku poetry, soft candlelight, a heart burdened with grief and regret, thick blankets, hesitant smiles, love for one’s friends, the smell of earth after rain, hot showers, a bowl of hot soup, leather-bound journals, cold hands, quiet laughter, working late at night, trusting reluctantly, loyalty to a fault, a cold and calculating fighter, a mug of warm green tea, grieving alone, drunk karaoke with friends, an organized workspace, appreciating the arts, painting with watercolours, listening to white noise, bearing burdens alone, the weight of guilt, sleeping peacefully after a long time.

Isane— shy smiles, neatly folding sheets and laundry, the smell of antiseptic, the hands of a healer, crying happy tears, gardenia flowers, collecting medicinal herbs, a strong knowledge of medicine, always carrying bandages, chamomile tea, gardening for fun, blue butterflies, open windows on a summer afternoon, a slow-moving ceiling fan, a soft-spoken voice, a graceful height, playing with one's own hair, always finishing work on time, short afternoon naps, a glass of fruit juice, secretly reading romance novels.

Momo— peach blossoms, a calm spring breeze, crackling fires, chamomile tea, the smell of freshly-baked cookies, baking desserts, always being organized, smiling to hide the pain, humming quietly to oneself, bread and peach jam, a shelf full of well-loved books, pure adoration, hands that tremble ever so slightly, reminiscing over the past, a quiet strength, thick wool mittens, fiery rage, april showers bring may flowers, always working hard, healing from the past, carefree laughter.

Renji— long hair as red as blood, stray dogs, fiery red sunsets, wolfish smiles, eyes that are both warm and fierce, hearty laughter, sun-kissed skin, sleeveless shirts, howling wolves, lifting weights at the gym, tribal tattoos, sleek sunglasses, heliotropes, tea with spices, heavy metal music, spiked collars, fingertips stained with ink, hot summer nights, strong and warm hugs, a strong sense of justice, wanting to do what’s right, giving a middle finger to the rules, late night talks, sword-callused hands that touch gently, a spirited warrior, loving with one’s whole heart, snake skulls, a strong and sultry voice, red lanterns, taiyaki, the smell of sandalwood.

Iba— intricate back tattoos, vintage sunglasses, bruised knuckles, oak trees, bottles of sake, a loud izakaya, the smell of whiskey and cigarette smoke, matsuri parades, the sound of taiko drums, playing cards, relentless ambition, a pack of wolves, burning the midnight oil, thyme leaves, a bowl of fresh ramen, drinking coffee at the work desk, men's magazines, a low drawling laugh, unwavering loyalty, whiskey on the rocks, an old ceiling fan, the sound of crickets at sunset, skipping stones across the lake, wood carving, polishing glasses, a pragmatic fighter, no-nonsense words, looking out for friends.

Nanao— thin glasses, floral furisode kimonos, a neat updo, tidy stacks of paperwork, elegant handwriting, early to bed and early to rise, a morning bird, the smell of lavender and rosemary, blue hyacinths, speaking in even tones, upholding the rules, firm glares, working in silence, a cup of green tea, romance novels as a guilty pleasure, meticulously keeping a journal, a small vase of flowers, a strict work schedule, simple dresses, a touch of makeup, floral-scented hand cream, a vast collection of classic novels, reading by candlelight, a hall of mirrors, hidden strength, smiles that are rarely seen, humming softly at night, graceful postures.

Shuuhei— motorcycle rides, leather jackets, late nights in the office, old newspapers, sharp scythes, playing rock music through headphones, leather wrist cuffs, messy hair, an old acoustic guitar, black coffee, the smell of mint and sage, friendly smiles, a lone desk lamp, never forgetting acts of kindness, trying to do what's right, drinking with friends, facial scars, strong arms, chin-ups in a door frame, a decadent voice, black chains, basil leaves, pinwheel fireworks, glasses of sake, forgiveness, grieving with friends, hands that are both strong and gentle, moving forward, unwavering resolve, early summer evenings.

Rangiku— long and wavy hair, infectious smiles and laughter, the golden hour shining past the curtains, carrying many shopping bags, red-bottomed high heels, an impeccable sense of fashion, cats, caring hugs, glasses of red wine, eyes that hold a touch of grief, lonely nights curled up in bed, getting lost in memories, purple hyacinths, cherishing mementos, the smell of designer perfume, citrus-scented hand cream, pink nail polish, glittering pink eyeshadow, rosy lip gloss, cocktail dresses adorned with sequins, fruity cocktails, warm bubble baths, silver jewelry, sparklers, dried persimmons, bottles of sake, handmade friendship bracelets, always being the life of the party.

Yachiru— a bowl of sweets, wandering through forests, a pink scooter, the smell of caramel, colouring books, finger painting, playing with sidewalk chalk, getting piggyback rides, catlike smiles, sneaking into hidden places, climbing trees, playful kittens, un-childlike anger, melon soda, konpeito, reading bedtime stories, having a fiercely protective father, eyes that are both innocent yet all-knowing, a plush teddy bear, glow-in-the-dark stars, white carnations, the smell of crayons, childish laughter, playful nicknames, strawberry milk, father-daughter relationships, unwavering faith in loved ones.

Ikkaku— bloodied knuckles, old bandages that need changing, a fiery glint of determination, arm wrestling, red eyeshadow, rough and strong hands, light-footedness, loud laughter, street fighting, bench pressing, an appreciation for beauty, messy handwriting, the smell of sweat and musk, spider lilies, wooden swords, a mug of strong beer, dusty streets, a fighting spirit, sleeping beneath a shaded deck on a blistering summer afternoon, buzzing cicadas, summer thunderstorms, windy days, wiping off blood from one's face, adrenaline rushes, the sound of classic rock music.

Yumichika— peacock feathers, neatly braided hair, glittery nail polish, sleek eyeliner, shimmering blue eyeshadow, a killer fashion sense, jewel-toned suits, rich brocade, the smell of lemon and bergamot, bloodstains on one's hands, silk kimonos, brilliant blue butterflies, elaborate cocktail drinks, soft skin, carefully applying makeup on another's face, manicured nails, eyes that gleam with purpose, purple wisteria flowers, keeping secrets, feathered earrings, orange scarves, secretive smiles, a teasingly lilting voice, airy laughter, soft hair, undying loyalty and friendship.

Nemu— smiles that are rarely seen, a soft-spoken demeanour, lithe and graceful movements, a cup of milk tea, braided hair, daisies, glass beakers, white lab coats, meticulously writing reports, always carrying a first-aid kit, a camera around one's neck, the smell of lilies, yellow sundresses, small high-heels, short skirts, quiet piano music, charm bracelets, a heart-shaped pendant, neat handwriting, surprising strength, always protecting loved ones.

Rukia— crisp winter mornings, dark hair, snowflakes caught in one’s hair, a fresh blanket of snow, white rabbits, a cup of hot ginger tea, the smell of peppermint and vanilla, eagerly watching soap operas on TV, playful smiles, rosy cheeks, yellow jasmines, thick wool scarves, elegant kimonos, a subtle touch of makeup, ice skating, a gracefully melodic voice, holding hands, a fierce and protective love, eyes as violet as the skies at dusk, the light of the full moon, doodling in notebooks, reading shoujo manga, friendship bracelets.

[rukiadriedhisrain]

original

[incorrctbleach]

Iba: Fellas to my left... honeys to my right.. folks who don't fit into the gender binary levitate above me in cool poses.

[laughing-moonlight]

I combined both of my hyperfixations into one. Again.

[antrusimbol]

Old 7th Division 🐕🗡🕶

[raamitsu]

THE WAY HE’S BEING CARRIED 😭😭😭

[kazashiniwielder]

[bleachbleachbleach]

IBA CLAN AIN'T NUTTIN TA FUCK WIT

[Bleach 080]

I've said it before and I'll say it again, but when I think about how the Gotei functions at least 50% of the time I am thinking of it functioning like the Girl Scouts does. This scene feels very validating in that regard. Boy Scouts will show up for anything, including internal meetings, in full uniform. In Girl Scouts, when are you supposed to be wearing your uniform? Unclear, no one knows, maybe just during important ceremonies and when selling cookies. The same rules appear to apply for the VC badges here!

It doesn't surprise me that Renji hasn't had occasion to wear his badge, since he's been VC since like yesterday. But how long has Iba been VC? It's likely pure ceremony that they're required to wear it now. It establishes a sense of gravity within the situation, even though their mandatory meeting doesn't even have an agenda. They're just supposed to hurry up and wait. It's not as though anyone thinks the ryoka are going to see the badge and be like, "Oh, word? You're a vice-captain in the Gotei? Well, I'll see myself out, then. My bad!"

I'm not sure, really, what to make of this, but Iba's line--the first thing we ever hear a VC other than Renji say!--is:

こんとに強制されてハメる (hameru) んだワシ (washi) も初めてなんじゃけえの

ハメる (hameru): The verb 嵌める (hameru) is to slip something on/envelop something, like a ring; or gloves; or, in this case, the VC badge. But Iba chooses to use the katakana instead of the kanji here. When written in katakana, the innuendo can also be... to fuck? I don't know if that innuendo is his intention, or if he just wants to come across as very casual, but maybe Iba really hates the VC badge lol. I wouldn't blame him. In modern sports they have a similar thing for captains' bands, but they're elastic, and those are annoying. This big unwieldy piece is probably so much worse!

ワシ (washi): This is a masculine "I" pronoun with an old-school vibe that could be used when talking to subordinates or younger men (it's also a Hiroshima thing; see below), which suggests that although Renji and Iba are the same rank within the Gotei, Iba is older (and that this matters in some fashion). Hinamori reinforces this by calling him Iba-san, while Renji is Abarai-kun.

じゃけえ: This ending is another sign that Iba's speaking Hiroshima Japanese for some reason. That + his sunglasses + general tough guy aes = gangsta vibes.

With that set of justifications, I, personally, would translate Iba's line:

also this is why I don't get paid to translate things

👐

[metalporsiempre]

Untold Stories, One: Chapter III