#sashi tries bleach

[sashi-ya]

𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦

tw: fake, FAKE blood. It's digital edition. so, i wanted to make a photoshoot where I could portray Byakuya's fearsome looks during his first encounter with As and I think I kinda managed to look like him, or at least to match his stare. Just a little cosplay post I wanted to show you all in between the Valentine's day event 💖🌸

btw, if you wanna see more of my cosplays I have them on my instagram page ➡ https://www.instagram.com/gammaknifu.cos/

[sashi-ya]

Hello! Can I have sfw Ulquiorra x Fem reader with the prompt fly me to the moon? Thanks!

Hi!! Of course! It is the first time I wrote for him, so I really hope you enjoy. It's been an emotional trip to write this mainly cause it's filled by pure angst and meaningful phrases. Thank u for requesting! 🌙

🌛 One Piece x Bleach Crossover Event : Under The Moon 🌜

Ulquiorra x F! Reader ~ Fly Me To The Moon

tw: Pls don't be harsh on me, this is the first time I write for him. Based on Ulquiorra's origins story found on Bleach Unmasked 3. HIGHLY ANGSTY. Hueco Mundo AU. Reader is an Arrancar at Las Noches. MENTIONS OF DEATH AND WANTING TO BE KILLED, read carefully!

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None of you are sure exactly how and why you were born. He was born alone, you were too. In the same solitude, no mouth, only eyes.

Both of you wandered alone for a long time through an endless land of white sand. A moon and an everlasting night above your heads. There was no need to eat, no need to feel. Your whole body was white and cold, and a little hollow formed in your chest. His chest was also garnished by that black void instead of a heart.

You found a tree. A tree with a hollow. “What a perfect place to rest, to bury myself in, to melt and stop existing… If I don’t see, it doesn’t exist” you thought. You crawled inside, but it was warm. It was warm and it didn’t feel wrong. There were wings inside. “What are those?” you asked yourself, realizing indeed there was another one like you inside.

At first, he attacked you. Black, sharp claws lingered over your neck. But they didn’t hurt you. Instead, that creature of emerald eyes walked away until it buried himself inside that hollow completely.

You don’t know how much time you’ve spent sitting there. Not far, yet not close to that tree. The creature didn’t need you close, but you couldn’t walk away from there.

Until Aizen-sama found you. And him. And now, you live in Las Noches…

Ulquiorra is the Cuarta Espada. He is powerful as hell and an extreme nihilist. You, just a collaborator that runs errands around Las Noches. You are not a fracción. He didn’t want any…

“Ulquiorra-sama, your tea” you inform him. You can’t see his face; he is usually sitting on one of his big white couches reading about “humans”. Ever since he learned the existence of those creatures he became obsessed. “Thanks, onna” he mumbles, swiping the pages of an old book.

You nod and serve him the tea, yet you know he won’t turn around for you… “I just wanted to see your emerald eyes” you mumble, realizing those words came out aloud. You widen your eyes and stand still in the same spot for about a couple of seconds before the best idea you got was to simply run away.

“You… what do you mean with emerald eyes?” he asks, standing up. Hands on his pockets, slowly walking up to you. You swallow, because not only Ulquiorra has ever made you feel weird, but also you are afraid of his powers. “I asked you a question, onna. What is that?” he insists. You let the white cup over the tray and take a deep breath. How to explain to the king of nihilism the meaning of a metaphor. “Uh… it’s just that there is a stone called Emerald, and it’s green as your eyes” you give a quick explanation, hoping for him to get it.

“I see…” he mumbles, yet suddenly his face turns from a sad frown to a serious one. His green irises flash, something is on his radar; Ulquiorra has one of the best pesquisas you have ever seen. He walks away from the room all of a sudden, using his sonido. That would only mean something, intruders, enemies, bastards who would like to attempt against Hueco Mundo and his adored Aizen-sama.

You follow him, of course guided by the intense reiatsu he always emanates. Probably Ulquiorra doesn’t want you near, but you still go. You were born closer to him, you want to learn to be strong like him, you want to be next to him.

The enemies, shinigamis. Insanely strong, so damn strong that even he becomes a little startled at such power. The sky above you, blue, with that artificial sun that Aizen created for you all, breaks as he goes through it. You gasp. “Ulquiorra-sama… you are going to free your sword?” you ask yourself, sure that -even if you are not as barely strong as he is- you might have to help him. What a naive creature you are.

A set of black wings sprout from your back, you are an Arrancar just like him, a bat one to be precise. His spiritual pressure grows stronger and feels heavy on your chest. “He is going seriously this time” you think while flying through the hole he made in the sky.

You watch him stand on one of the towers of Las Noches like a God, like the magnificent embodiment of something sacred. His soft deep voice pronounces a couple of words that make you feel your blood whooshing in your ears.

“Enclose, Murcielago”

His spiritual pressure surrounds you all, green rain falls over your and the shinigamis skins and the rest of the place. “That’s his resurrection form” you moan, amazed by the drops of his reiatsu bathing your body and the new form he is taking. Majestic hybrid, he flies like a bat with beautiful black wings and is still dressed in white. His hand holds green energy javelins, terrible weapons.

You move all of a sudden, as you sense the sharp edge of a zanpakuto graze your mask and hurt your wings. It hurts, you feel excruciating pain. Those edges burn like hell. Your quick reaction and cero works to kill that Shinigami who dared to hurt you, but as you fall on your knees over the roof of Las Noches, you hear the only voice you could hear.

"Resurrección, Segunda Etapa"

"S…segunda Etapa?!" you open your eyes. No Espada is able to do more than one, but he does?. And how beautiful that second form is, long ears, longer black hair, arms, and legs, a long tail he uses as a whip, claws so sharp… though his hole gets bigger, so big. And it looks like it’s bleeding, and it’s probably so painful. “Are you… ok?” you whisper, of course he wouldn’t hear you from there.

Oh but he does.

His emerald, now with a yellow halo, eyes fix on yours. Mesmerizing intensity, locked in your eyes. His instrument in which he only trusts scans your presence and with his Cero Oscuras he kills his last opponent with heartless intention. The dead Shinigami falls to the ground, and Ulquiorra pants. His chest goes up and down, he is losing his cool and you don’t really get why.

You swallow. He flies up to you, his tears have become bigger and darker over his pale countenance. A huge green javelin forms in between his two hands. It’s bigger than before, it has arrows on each point.

You fall back to the cold embrace of white sand, shining with the moonlight above you. “He has come to kill me” you realize and shut your eyes, awaiting for the final blow.

“Why are you here?” he asks, while his long black strands of hair fly with the soft breeze of Hueco Mundo. Or maybe it’s just his spiritual pressure. “I just… thought you may need help” you whisper, feeling your eyes get watery. “Help? Why would someone help me? It’s just me, alone. Just me. If I die, it’s because I’m not strong enough”.

“I know I’m not strong enough… I’m so sorry, Ulquiorra-sama. Though you are amazing, you have a second form? You are unique” you tell him, with your hands covering your hollowed chest.

The "Lanza del Relámpago" he holds in his hands ends up buried in the sand right next to your cheek. “Only… Aizen-sama is allowed to see my Segunda Etapa. And now you’ve ruined this” he shouts, showing emotions you thought he would ever show. He unearths the burning green lance and directs it towards your face. The glowing shimmer of it blurs your vision, and it feels heavy but warm, just like his wings before Aizen found you two.

You know he is about to kill you; he is a Vasto Lorde, he can do it and he will… and you simply accept your faith. Nothing ever had a meaning after all, just as he said. You feel empty, he rejected you so many times.

“Ulquiorra-sama, it’s ok. End my suffering. End my emptiness” you whisper, allowing the hot spear to come closer to your forehead and letting your arms fall from your hollowed chest to each side of your body.

“What are you saying? Emptiness?” he asks, because Ulquiorra has always been curious. “I just wish to come back to the hole where we were buried. To not be. To disappear” you confess, smiling softly this time looking straight into his eyes with an aura of green shine. His eyes turn back to his emerald colour, his tears become green again. “Why is your desire to die?”

“Because you don’t want me here. Since the moment I was born, I thought of being next to you. I wanted to get stronger next to you. I wanted to feel the same warmth I felt while I, even for a couple of moments, rested on your wings… you didn’t kill me back then, Ulquiorra-sama, so I thought… I simply thought you wanted me closer… but now I see, now I finally understand, you will never want me close. And the void, the solitude, the pain of this hollow chest is unbearable. End it all, let me live in a total nothingness”

The spear vanishes in little lights that look like fireflies. The moon now has your attention. Ulquiorra looks down on you, he sighs, but his countenance shows the traces of having understood something. “Onna… Do you really lust to be next to me? And if you don’t you prefer to stop existing? You are telling me your life has a purpose after all?”

“I lust everything about you, Ulquiorra-sama”

His claws barely graze your hands, he helps you stand up. “Come with me” he says, pulling you closer to his cold chest. You look up at him, with real tears in your eyes. Yet, what are these? Why are my eyes wet? Only Hallibel-sama is able to produce water…

Your wings are way too damaged to fly, but he doesn’t care. “Hold on tight” he commands, and you comply. Your arms hug his tiny waist, and it feels just like when he was nearly born and you, a little hollow.

He flies through that endless, velvety dark sky. The moon seems closer and closer as he goes up and further. The silver shine reflects on his pale, almost white skin. There is no beating on his chest, but you could feel his reiatsu flow into yours.

A magic ride, it feels like he is taking you to the moon. Is this what humans call “love”?

And you watch Las Noches be left behind until both of you get to a certain place. Ulquiorra is absolutely delicate to leave you on the ground and as he does you watch him face the moon. “How beautiful, isn’t it? I used to lust for his light” he mumbles as his body returns to his usual form.

You do the same, not looking at the moon, but at his jaw while he looks up to the sky. “You have your own light, Ulquiorra-sama” you think, because you felt as if you didn’t have a mouth. “Come with me” he orders, pulling you by your hand.

A few meters away you found a place you shouldn’t be able to remember, but you do very well… that hollow where you both met for the first time, was still there.

“Let’s go inside, I don’t wanna see. I wanna feel. The things reflected in my eyes had no meaning, but now, I don’t need to see to find one”

“Ulquiorra-sama…” you gasp, entering with him, letting the darkness take over, to give you peace, to let you feel his cold skin against yours, to build from nothingness, from emptiness, a whole ~