#ulquiorra cifer one shot

[undead-ulqui]

Ulquiorra Drabbles 2

(Ulquiorra, Reader, Grimmjow)(Second one is Angst and less overtly romantic)(I wrote these in Portuguese originally to practice learning the language. They're completely self-indulgent and ooc)(part one)

Tea

“I need a place to stay.” Ulquiorra clicks his tongue. His eyelashes are so long. They touch his cheek when he closes his eyes. “It's getting late. Kurosaki said I should come here.”

Ichigo must think he’s hilarious.

“Yeah?” I sigh. I can’t say no to him. “Come in.” He follows after me and I shake my head at the situation.

“Do you want tea?” I gesture for him to sit at the table. He complies, sitting stiffly.

“I don't need--”

“Do you want tea?” I ask more firmly. Why is he so difficult? Maybe that’s part of his charm. I look over my shoulder. He’s as attractive as he is stubborn.

“... Yes.” His brow is furrowed, like I asked for something annoying.

I suppress a comment about him being a brat and return to put the kettle on the stove. “Do you have a preference for the flavor?” I know he’ll say it’s unimportant. It’s useless, There’s no reason.

“Is there a difference? Tea is tea.” There it is.

“There’s hundreds of different flavors. How do I know which you’ve tried before?” I turn away from the stove to look at him.

“Just normal tea.”

“Black tea? Green tea?

His eyes are the only sign of bewilderment on his face, but his voice sounds confused. “Tea…?”

I look at him for a moment. “I’ll make tea, and if you don’t like it, I’ll make something else.” I shrug my shoulders.

Ulquiorra shakes his head. “That’s unnecessary. I’ll drink whatever you make.”

I repress a laugh, wondering if I could make him regret those words. Hot sauce, salt, extra tea bags… the kettle begins to whistle. I take the kettle off the stove and open the cabinet that holds my tea. I take down a citrus blend, with orange, lemon, and apple. I pour the water into a teapot.

The steam fills the air and soon the smell of citrus fruits lingers in the room. We remain in silence until the tea finishes steeping. I walk over, carrying the hot teacups. I place them on the table and sit down and he picks up his cup. He looks for a moment before taking a sip.

I drink my tea, watching his face. He shows nothing, but takes a few sips in the silence.

“I should thank you for allowing me into your home. Your hospitality suits you.”

We drink tea in silence and I allow the irritation to seep from me. “You can sleep on the couch, I'll grab a blanket for you.”

“This is all unnecessary, I'll just remain sitting here.”

I sigh, a long-suffering sigh, wondering why I'm stuck with this impassive idiot. “I'll grab a blanket, just in case you change your mind.”

He rolls his eyes, but doesn't argue.

He's so impossible.

“Do you like the tea?”

“It's tea.” Ulquiorra takes another sip. I think about calling Kurosaki, maybe he can meet me somewhere quiet. Just to talk. With my hands. Ulquiorra’s head tilts as he looks at his teacup and then the teapot.

Cute.

Kurosaki is lucky I like this bat.

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The Rain Falls

The sky is gray. The rain falls.

Mist rises from the ground. I sigh, looking at the dismal rain. The air is filled with petrichor, cloying and dense. It clings to my skin.

It’s not fair.

My heart hurts, and I step out into the rain. Water drips down my face, soaking into my clothes. He’s gone. I’ll never see him again. If I am lucky, the rain will drown me.

I cared for him. The fourth espada, Ulquiorra Cifer. The one who I argued with, who taunted me and told me my life was meaningless. The man I sat atop Las Noches with in the freezing wind and vast desert stretched before us. We watched the moon together.

The only rain in Hueco Mundo is unnatural, from the spirit energy of other hollows. The black rain of Murcielago elicited a far different feeling, one of awe and foreboding. This is just….

He’s dead. Nothing but dust and the lingering emptiness. Maybe this is his heart that I feel.

I suppress a shiver. This rain seeps the warmth from my bones.

“Do you have an umbrella?” A rough voice breaks me from the reminiscence. I turn my head, seeing Grimmjow. His hair is quickly drenched by the rain, stickling to his face. He doesn't wear his usual grin, as if the melancholy of a storm is contagious.

I turn back to look at the sky.

He and a few other arrancar survived. He seems content to allow Haribel to rule, and I suddenly feel lost, without direction. What will happen to us now? What is our purpose?

Maybe there really is no purpose. Maybe Ulquiorra was right.

“Tch,” Grimmjow huffs. “Idiot. Let’s go.” He grabs the shopping bags from my hand. His hand is firm, but gentle around my shoulders as he guides me through the streets. He squeezes.

“Gonna catch a cold,” he grumbles, as if it would be something for him to suffer. His eyes catch mine as we near Urahara’s shop. They’re a cold blue.

His worry soothes something in my chest. Maybe we’re closer to humans than I thought, if even Grimmjow is capable of something like caring. I wonder if this somber hope ever permeated into Ulquiorra’s thoughts. I wonder if anything grew meaning to him in his last moments.

Grimmjow opens the door, ushering me through and grabbing a towel that he begins drying me off with. “Idiot.”

The rain falls.

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My dear readers, welcome to the “𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬” event. Since on August 29th I’m turning twenty-four, I have decided to host this small event.

• How does it work? Being a busy person and having my requests closed, I have already set up everything. I therefore hope you will just enjoy the works that are going to be part of this collection and let me know if you are satisfied with them.

• What does the event consist in? This post will work as a real Masterlist for the twenty-four one-shots I’m going to post. I’ve chosen twenty-four male characters from Demon Slayer and Bleach, pairing each and every one of them with a line of a song I have chosen.

• Are there any other infos you should be aware of? The works will all be written in the perspective of a female reader. The contents of the works can be smut, fluff or angst and, sometimes, the various generes will be combined. I will make sure to add all the details concerning the warnings about the triggering themes in every single post.

• Anything else? This is the complete list of the works I will gradually update. There is not a specific order, but I will add the links of the one-shots whenever I get to post one of them! Thanks for the attention, your perfectionist admin.

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

• 505 — Gin Ichimaru x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“In my imagination you’re waiting laying on your side, with your hands between your thighs”, Arctic Monkeys.

• BABYDOLL — Douma x f!reader (NSFW)

“When I meet your eyes, the devil, he wins”, Ari Abdul.

• IF I KILLED SOMEONE FOR YOU — Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (NSFW + ANGST)

“Would you love me more, if I killed someone for you?”, Alec Benjamin

• HEART LIKE YOURS — Sanemi Shinazugawa x f!reader (FLUFF)

“How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?”, Willamette Stone

• ATLANTIS — Urahara Kisuke x f!reader (ANGST)

“ ‘Cause in my heart and in my head, I'll never take back the things I said”, Seafret

• UNTIL I FOUND YOU — Rengoku Kyojuro x f!reader (FLUFF)

“I was lost within the darkness but then I found her, I found you”, Stephen Sanchez

• FRIENDS — Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader (NSFW)

“Tell me we’re not just friends, this doesn’t make much sense, no”, Chase Atlantic

• SWEATER WEATHER ��� Renji Abarai x f!reader (FLUFF + ANGST)

“ ‘Cause it’s too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater”, The Neighbourhood

• BLUE JEANS — Muzan Kibutsuji x f!reader (NSFW)

“You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop, but you fit me better than my favorite sweater”, Lana del Rey

• DAYLIGHT — Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time. You and I drink the poison from the same vine”, David Kushner

• CARDIGAN — Tomioka Giyuu x f!reader (FLUFF)

“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite”, Taylor Swift

• FUCK YOU IN MY HEAD — Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader (NSFW)

“I got dirty wishes on my mind, but you will never ever know that I, I like to fuck you in my head”, Cloudy June

• BACK TO BLACK — Obanai x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times. You go back to her and I go back to, I go back to us”, Amy Winehouse

• WHERE’S MY LOVE — Ulquiorra Cifer x f!reader (ANGST)

“Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don’t wanna cry but I break that way”, SYML

• ALL OF ME — Kokushibo x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts, risking it all, though it's hard”, John Legend

• KISS ME — Haschwalth Jugram x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“And your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck, I’m falling for your eyes but they don’t know me yet”, Ed Sheeran

• WHEN THE DARKNESS COMES — Shinjuro Rengoku x f!reader (FLUFF)

“When you're feeling lost I'll leave my love hidden in the sun, for when the darkness comes”, Colbie Caillat

• SAY SOMETHING — Ukitake Jushiro x f!reader (ANGST)

“And I will swallow my pride, you're the one that I love and I'm saying goodbye”, A Great Big World

• CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE — Akaza x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin, if I can't help falling in love with you?”, Elvis Presley

• SHADOW PREACHERS — Zaraki Kenpachi x f!reader (NSFW)

“You make me wanna love, hate, cry, take, every part of you. You make me wanna scream, burn, touch, learn, every part of you”, Zella Day

• HUNGER — Yoriichi Tsugikuni x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Oh, love, let me see inside your heart, all the cracks and broken parts, the shadows in the light. There's no need to hide”, Ross Copperman

• ENJOY THE SILENCE — Shinji Hirako x f!reader (NSFW)

“All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here in my arms. Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm”, Depeche Mode

• BREAK MY HEART MYSELF — Uzui Tengen x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“I don't need your help getting off of this carousel. I don't need anybody else, 'cause I can break my heart myself”, Bebe Rexha

• VILLAIN — Shuhei Hisagi x f!reader (NSFW)

“I'll be the villain tonight. I kinda like when you despise me after we fight”, Bella Poarch

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Spicy Alphabet: Ulquiorra Cifer

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Doesn’t exist. Ulquiorra takes care of himself. He will disappear., forcing you to care for yourself. He doesn’t say anything either. Rude as always.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Ulquiqui: His facial expression. He keeps it wonderfully bland. It looks prettier that way. He doesn't have to subject his features to emotional trauma.

You: Your face, for some odd reason, is still appealing with all the expressions you make. He believes emotions are disgusting, as well as its expressions. But on you, it doesn't seem so bad. The beauty you hold transcends their disgust.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

They've never had sex and he views masturbation as a nasty habit. So, when they allow themself to climax, it's going to be hentai-level shots going off.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ulquiqui has a second set of genitalia that's pretty unexplainable. He has no idea what to do with it. If he allows you to get closer to him, maybe you can figure it out.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

This man..this being? However Ulquiqui identifies (leans towards he/they), it'll be a hell fuck no on the experience.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Serious. What the hell is funny.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Groomed. Ulquiorra would never allow themselves to be so unkempt. Hn.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

No. And don’t take the way his eyes look in the moment seriously. and delete the compliments he's let slip through from your memory.  

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Such an activity is a waste of time. and a waste of seed he could spread on you

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Abrasion play, corruption, spanking, degradation (giving), edging, fear play, tease and denial, Hair pulling etc

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere in Hueco Mundo

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Being coy but in a sly and clever way. Submission and acting helpless. Complimenting him and his skills, but not overwhelmingly so. Turning dark and emotionless over time. But then, still showing emotions they feel is taboo.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Humiliation (receiving), domination, vulgar language

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Gives. Not keen on receiving. But, he likes the taste and complexity of your genitals. Plus, your moans turn them on

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and rough

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes, usually for it. He doesn’t want it to be drawn out. Unless he’s in the mood to do a BDSM scene

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yeah, he doesn’t care about anyone. So they'll do risky stuff, even if it hurts. He’ll heal. You’ll figure it out (he’ll heal you anyway)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

High stamina but he’s got other things to do. So, the cut-off is two rounds. He allows it to last around 20 minutes.

If it's a scene, then they can go for 2 hours.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Ulquiqui has props, not toys. He does not play. He will use his props on you. A few things you can use on him. Anal hooks, collars, leashes, flesh hooks, and so much more.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Very. When they feel like it, Ulquiorra will sexually torture you and make you cry in pain/pleasure.

"No, not there! I'm not ready!"

"You are and will forever be when dealing with me. Silly human. The pain will show your full beauty in bloom."

You don’t know if you’ll even finish or not.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Silent. Only thing you'll hear is their commands

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Oddly, Ulquiqui will get aroused when you change your look. Especially those that accentuate your Afro-centric features.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

5.7

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Almost non-existent. He won’t admit that he does it for you only

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

There is no time for sleep. There are duties that need to be fulfilled.

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Masterlist (updated 10/11/2023)

list of Genre: Fluff🧡, Angst💛, crack🖤, Yandere💗 Headcanons💚, Familia💙, Platonic💜, Romantic🤎, one shot🤍, story ❣, Female reader💕, Male reader 💞, Gender neutral reader 💓

Sosuke Aizen

I am the one who make you (Fake)🧡💚💙💓

My tool 💛💙❣💓

a child.. 🧡💚🤎💕

brand new powerful species 💚💕

Espada

Nnoitra Gilga

Grumpy x Sunshine 🧡💚🤎💓

Nnoitra Gilga relationship headcanons 🧡💚🤎💓

Holidays together? 🧡💚🤎💓

Aaroniero Arruruerie

You stole my heart but I'll let you keep it 🧡🤎🤍💓

Sitting on Aaroniero's lap 🧡💚🤎💓

Ulquiorra Cifer

This is fine 🧡💚🤎💓

the perfect Fraccion 💚💜💓

Szayelaporro Granz

Sitting on Szayelaporro's lap 🧡💚🤎💓

a smartie like me fit perfectly with you 🧡💚🤎💓

love day you say? 🧡💚🤎💓

what are you doing, human? 🧡💚🤎💓

but there is only one bed! 🧡💚🤎💓

will you be the last piece to make me the perfect being? 🧡🤎🤍💓

I'll make you fall for me, my dear 🧡💚🤎💓

General hcs 💚

sakura mochi 🧡💚🤎💓

the day you kept me warm 🧡💚🤎💓

so this is love..how fun! 🧡🤍💓

Grimmjow Jaggerjaques

what an annoyance (lovingly) 🧡💚💙💓

Nelliel Tu Odelschwacnk

the friendliest friend! 🧡💚💜💓

General hcs 💚

Tier Harribel

Dating the dangerous shark 🧡💚🤎💓

my dear.. 🧡💚🤎💓

Coyote Starrk

burden 💛🤎🤍💓

protective reader 🧡💚🤎💓

Arrancars

Yylfordt Granz

Ice Skating with Yylfordt 🧡💜💓

Date? Me? 🧡💚🤎💓

you're trying every tricks huh? 🧡💚💜💓

Tesla Lindocruz

I will always be with you 🧡💚🤎💓

Luppi Antenor

you tower 🧡💚🤎💓

Roka Paramia

...me? your friend?.. 🧡(little)💛💚💜💓

a friend..? 🧡💚💜💓

Roka general hcs 💚

Quincies

Jugram Haschwalth

the important 🧡💚🤎💞

Giselle Gewelle

my living zombie friend! 🧡💚💜💓

my blissful lovergirl! 🧡💚🤎💕

Äs Nödt

the shyness of yours.. 🧡💚🤎💓

is that supposed to be scary? 🧡💚🖤💓

Askin Nakk Le Vaar

silly funky man 💚🖤

Cang Du

the memories will always haunt him 🧡💚🤎💓

Bambietta Basterbine

unseen love 🧡💛🤎🤍💕

Gremmy Thoumeaux

dusk til dawn 🧡💚🤎💓

Yandere Gremmy 💗💚🤎💓

Quilge Opie

vampire Yandere with stockholm syndrome reader 💗💚🤎💓

Visored

Shinji Hirako

lemme help you with your anxiety, babe! 🧡💚🤎💓

would a kiss work for making up to you? 🧡💚🤎💓

I can teach ya how ta' be like me! 💚💓

Lisa Yadomaru

well aren't you a lucky one? 🧡💚💜💓

Multi-Character

friend? friend! (Coyote Starrk x reader, Lilynette Gingerbuck x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚💜💓

Chaotic (Fraccion's in a reality show)💚🖤

more..SIBLING?! (the granz brothers x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚💙💓

..what a sweet Shinigami.. (the espadas x GN!Shingami reader) 🧡💚🤎💓

I fucking hate you (espada meeting someone like Bellatrix Lestrange) 💚

I AM NOT SHARING! (the Granz brothers x M!human reader) 🧡💚🤎💞

love..., LOVE!, love! (As Nodt, Gerard Valkyrie, Giselle Gewelle x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚🤎💓

perfection (espada x GN!Arrancar reader) 🧡💚🤎💓

GET OFF OF ME (Szayelaporro Granz, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez X GN!Human reader) 🖤💚💜💓

what the fuck is this creature.. (Espadas with a genderfluid child made by Szayelaporro) 💚🖤

you're related to who? (Espadas with an S/O who's related to one of the Espada) 🧡💚🤎💓

go! girlboss go! (Espadas (Excluding Barragan and Yammy) x Girlboss reader) 🧡💚🤎💕

you should put your phone away sometimes (Espadas (excluding Barragan and Yammy) x GN!Human reader rizzing them up) 🧡🖤💚💓

what are you trying to achieve here? (Fracciones (excluding Lilynette) x GN!Human reader rizzing them up) 🧡🖤💚💓

cuddles (Espada (excluding Yammy and Barragan) x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚🤎💓

highschool year (espadas (excluding Barragaan and Yammy) in high school year +BONUS Yylfordt and Luppi)🖤💚

happy valentine, here's your love (Cang Du, Bazz-B, Jugram, Gremmy x GN!Human reader on valentine day) 🧡💚🤎💓

Amoral individual (Espadas (excluding Yammy and Barragan) meeting someone like Tiffany Valentine)

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Bleach One-Shot Fanfiction:

Title: Ulquiorra’s Second Chance

Ulquiorra opened his eyes to the blinding rays of the sun and realized he was lying in an open field. Confused, he sat up, scanning the surroundings. No Las Noches. No Hueco Mundo. No battle. Just an unfamiliar human world.

"As I thought, this isn't the oblivion I was expecting," he muttered to himself.

He felt human—vulnerable, fragile, and stripped of his Arrancar powers. Yet, his memories were intact. His last moments played vividly in his mind: Ichigo's fierce eyes, the incredible surge of power, and then—nothingness.

He looked into a small puddle to see his reflection. He touched his face, no longer holding a fraction of his mask. Emerald green eyes stared back at him, with healthy human-like skin, within the body of a teenager.

As he wandered aimlessly through the town, memories of his previous life bombarded him. With no one to fight or orders to follow, Ulquiorra began to feel something he had never felt before—emptiness, but of a different kind. A lack of purpose.

He found himself in front of a small orphanage. Drawn by a force he couldn't explain, he entered and was almost immediately taken in by the caretakers, who were all too eager to welcome a seemingly lost teenager.

Weeks turned into months, and Ulquiorra adopted the name "Ulric" to blend in. Life at the orphanage was mundane, repetitive, and filled with human emotions he couldn't comprehend. He watched as children cried for love, attention and adults worked tirelessly for the sake of others or themselves, to buy things and do it all over again. It puzzled him.

One day, a local gang started causing trouble near the orphanage. Though Ulquiorra had no specific fondness for the place, the threat angered him. He realized that he could no longer remain indifferent.

That night, he confronted the gang. Even without his former powers, his combat skills were enough to subdue them. As he looked into the eyes of the gang leader, he felt a sense of justice, something foreign yet strangely satisfying. For the first time, Ulquiorra felt like he had made a choice not dictated by anyone else—a choice to protect.

News of his heroics spread, and the atmosphere in the orphanage changed. The children looked up to him; the adults respected him. Ulquiorra began to experience new emotions: trust, companionship, and even the beginnings of happiness.

As he looked in the mirror one evening, he noticed a small, almost imperceptible glimmer in his once empty eyes. He realized that the true battle had just begun—the fight for redemption and the pursuit of his newfound humanity.

In the depths of his soul, he thanked Ichigo for granting him this second chance. It was the closest thing to gratitude that Ulquiorra Cifer, former Espada, had ever felt.

And in that moment, he felt something even more foreign, yet profoundly beautiful—a glimmer of hope.

After a few more months at the orphanage, Ulquiorra received an unexpected offer to attend Karakura High School. He had read about it in some papers, apparently it’s the best high school in the area. often appeared in articles about the town's “best students” Intrigued and sensing an opportunity for a new experience, Ulquiorra—now known as Ulric—accepted the offer.

He couldn't shake off a weird feeling as he stepped through the gates of Karakura High. Ulquiorra was used to reading people, he always felt weird not being able to analyze their spiritual energy to discern their intentions, but now, stripped of his powers, he relied on human intuition. It led him to a classroom where he took a seat, waiting for the teacher to arrive.

Just then, the door swung open, and a familiar figure walked in, unruly orange hair and all.

"Ichigo Kurosaki," Ulquiorra thought, a flicker of recognition—and something inexplicably deeper—passing through him.

As Ichigo looked at Ulric, he felt an odd sense of déjà vu. "Have we met before?" he asked during lunch, his eyes narrowing.

"Perhaps in another life," Ulquiorra responded, cryptically.

Then it hit him. He hadn't just reincarnated. Somehow, he was also back in time, sharing a classroom with the very Soul Reaper who had ended his previous life. The implications were staggering, but also thrilling. Was this a chance for redemption or an opportunity to change the course of history?

During their time at school, Ulquiorra observed Ichigo's interactions, his friendships, and his barely concealed sense of responsibility for protecting others. The more he watched, the more he began to understand the emotions that had driven his former enemy: loyalty, compassion, love—emotions he himself was now beginning to experience.

However, with his memories of the future intact, Ulquiorra also knew of the threats that lay ahead: Aizen, the Espada, the invasion of Hueco Mundo, and the battles that would ensue. The question then became: Should he intervene, or should he stay on this new path of redemption?

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Want to read more of my works? You can find me onn ao3 and fanfiction net by the name of ZaynNaz.

[ao3feed-ichiruki]

The Uraraha Shop Computer

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2xXDA6S

by Sweet_Kagamine_Kiss

Well, I wouldn't be surprised at what could exist on Urahara's computer that looks like it should belong in a top-secret government facility, not in a small cozy Japanese shop that sells candy and has a giant basement with false skylines. He should put a better password on his computer, though...

Uraraha's computer contains an assorted collection of "files" that range from long and short, from unique to strange, to crossover elements spanning the entire multiverse, a variety of characters and a variety of different fandoms, relationships (platonic and romantic). They are funny, serious, cracky, romantic, weird, angst-filled, suspenseful, fluffy, cute and everything else in-between.

Enjoy~

Words: 9203, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Bleach (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Kuchiki Rukia, Abarai Renji, Inoue Orihime, Sado "Chad" Yasutora, Ishida Uryuu, Gotei 13 | 13 Court Guard Squad Captains, Gotei 13 | 13 Court Guard Squads Ensemble (Bleach), Urahara Kisuke, Shihouin Yoruichi, Sui-Feng | Soifon, Ichimaru Gin, Aizen Sousuke, Kuchiki Byakuya, Kusajishi Yachiru, Zaraki Kenpachi, Various Arrancar Characters (Bleach), Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, Kurosaki Isshin, Kurosaki Karin, Kurosaki Yuzu, Ulquiorra Cifer

Relationships: Shihouin Yoruichi & Urahara Kisuke, Kuchiki Rukia/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Tags: Multiple Crossovers, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Original Character(s), Additional Warnings Apply, Additional Disclaimers in Author's Note, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Drabble Collection, Ficlet Collection, One Shot Collection, Other Fandoms Not Mentioned in Tags, Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags, Other References Not Mentioned in Tags

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2xXDA6S

[grimmichi-ao3-feed]

[New AO3 Fic!] Rollin' With The Cats.

by xXUnwritten_SinsXx

This is literally just a compilation of little short stories involving Grimmjow and Ichigo from Bleach. There'll be some one-shots, some little fluffy pieces here and there, lots of smut and hormones... yeah. So enjoy! :)

Words: 2379, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Bleach

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, Kurosaki Ichigo, Inoue Orihime, Abarai Renji, Kuchiki Rukia, Kuchiki Byakuya, Ulquiorra Cifer, Nnoitra Gilga, Sado "Chad" Yasutora, Ishida Uryuu, Arisawa Tatsuki, Sui-Feng | Soifon, Shihouin Yoruichi, Urahara Kisuke, Aizen Sousuke, Ichimaru Gin, Hitsugaya Toushirou, Matsumoto Rangiku, Hisagi Shuuhei, Kira Izuru

Relationships: Grimmjow Jaegerjaques/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Angst, Explicit Sexual Content, Grimmjow also comes with his own warning, Car Sex, Blow Jobs, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Will probably add more tags as I upload, BDSM Scene, Rough Sex

Read it now on AO3!

[undead-ulqui]

Ulquiorra x Reader Drabbles

All of these drabbles I originally wrote in Portuguese to practice writing! They're all highly self-indulgent and too sweet; Ulqui might be rather ooc; I kind of like the whole "he's definitely in love with reader but neither of them think he's capable of it" thing I've got going on here. Part 2

I’m Not Cold The moon is very pretty tonight. His eyes are prettier. The sand blows across the empty desert. The wind disturbs his hair.

Cold sand… Cold hands.

“You’re cold.” It wasn't a question. His voice causes shivers down my spine.

“And you.”

“That’s ridiculous. I’m not cold.” Ulquiorra says.

“Your heart is cold.”

“It’s not.” His eyes close. “I have you.”

--- ---

A Peculiar Cook Ulquiorra looks over my shoulder. “What are you doing?”

“I’m cooking.”

“Why? We’re hollows. We don’t have to eat.”

“Because it’s tasty.”

Ulquiorra clicks his tongue how he does when he’s being cynical. “That’s the reason? It’s useless.”

I turn my head and look with a glare. “You’re going to eat it, and if you complain I will make you eat more. Understood?”

“... Understood.”

“Good.” I mix the vegetable puree. “It’s gazpacho, a soup.”

“Gazpacho.” His voice has no inflexion. “From Spain?”

“Yes. It has tomatoes, olive oil, garlic, cucumbers, peppers, and breadcrumbs. I already made tortillas, and I’m going to fry some calamari last,” I prattle.

“... You like to cook. It’s pleasant for you?”

“Yes,” I say while I go to the fryer.

Ulquiorra sighs and follows after me. “You are peculiar.,” he says.

“You like peculiarities. They’re interesting, right?”

His eyes find mine. “No, I only like you.”

--- ---

Rude “Ow,” I complain. My leg bleeds slowly onto the floor, leaving a trail behind me.

Ulquiorra clicks his tongue while he follows me. “I said you would hurt yourself. You didn’t listen.”

“Fuck off.”

He sighs. “Let me help you.”

“You hurt my head when you speak.”

He grabs my shoulder. “You’re being rude because I was right.” Ulquiorra pulls me by the shoulder. “My quarters are here.”

“I can go to my own room,” I object.

“No. Come.” He doesn’t release my shoulder and drags me to his room. He pushes me to sit on the bed.

Ulquiorra narrows his eyes and points at me. “Stay.”

My blood drips to the floor. I wait for him.

Ulquiorra returns with a medical kit. “Your leg,” he kneels in front of me. He takes my leg, examining the wound before he opens the kit.

Cold hands work diligently to staunch the blood. The manner in which he touches my leg could be considered careful, if he was capable of caring. Ulquiorra is not gentle, but wraps my leg with caution.

“Thanks,” I murmur when he finishes.

“Hm?” Ulquiorra tilts his head… certainly, he heard me.

He wants me to repeat it. “Tsk. I didn’t need your help.”

He lifts an eyebrow, looking at me impassively. “That’s not what you said.”

“Then why did you ask?!”

“You’re rude when you’re upset.” Ulquiorra closes the kit. I stand.

… I try to stand.

Pain shoots up my leg and I lean against him. I wince. He stands up. His hand touches my chest and he pushes me back onto the bed.

I sigh and lay on his sheets. “I’m stealing your bed.”

“Rude.”

I wink at him, making his eyes roll. “Thanks, my bat.”

--- ---

The Heart Does Not Exist “I have no heart.” Ulquiorra closes his eyes and turns his head. “It’s a useless idea that the weak use to forgive their weakness.”

I touch his face gently, turning his gaze to me. His skin is cold and smooth like marble. “Then… I could be your heart.” I look at the hole in his chest. Maybe he really doesn’t have a heart.

His pupils are constricted, black lips parted slightly. His disbelief is clear on his face.

“Idiot,” Ulquiorra scoffs. “Your words have no significance.”

I laugh. “You can be cute when you're mean, my heart.”

“Stop.” He removes his face from where my thumb touches a tear. “You won’t change my opinion. Stop with your prattle.”

I roll my eyes. “And what if I said… You have a heart?” He clicks his tongue.

“Absurd. The heart does not exist.”

“I’m going to take your hand.” I smile. It’s never a good idea to surprise an arrancar, much less the fourth Espada. He lets me take his hand in mine.

His cold hand touches my chest. “My heart. Do you feel it? Beating beneath your hand. Ba-dum! This is my heart, the organ that pumps the blood through my body.”

Ulquiorra’s eyebrows furrow while he looks at his hand. One of his fingers moves, tapping my chest to the rhythm of my heart.

“This beating is your heart?” His voice… sounds gentler. His fingers curl like claws against my chest. I try not to flinch, remembering his propensity to pierce bodies where his own hole is.

“Yes. And even if you don’t find one in your chest, mine will also beat for you. You’re in my heart.”

Ulquiorra stares, seeming confused.

His hand trembles. Disbelief and determination cross his face.

“Impossible.” He pulls his hand away.

Ah. My chest hurts for a moment. I knew that he wouldn’t believe so easily. “You don’t have to believe. I just wanted to show you.”

I sit on the bed. I don’t feel disappointed. I have no reason. I know who he is. He has no heart.

But why does it have to hurt.

The bed dips under his weight. A hand touches mine.

“A heart… I have no heart.” His voice… it sounds like he’s trying to convince himself. “It’s impossible. I cannot see the heart, so it doesn’t exist.”

His eyes are so green. So somber. Those tears must be the cry of his empty soul.

“Then disregard what I said. It’s not important.”

His other hand touches my chest. “This is your heart?”

It seems difficult to breathe, but I ignore the sensation in my chest. I lift my hand.

“Yes.” I touch.

His eyes widen.

Ba-dum.

His chest… something beats beneath my hand.

--- ---

Snowflakes It’s cold. Snowflakes float to the ground. I can see my breath in front of me.

Ulquiorra looks. “What is this?”

“Snow,” I smile. “In winter, when it’s cold, the rain can turn into snow. The pieces we call snowflakes.” He's holding my hand; I told him it was to keep mine warm.

He watches the sky. The tears and mask are hidden. His skin is abnormally pale, his dark bangs fall over his face and beautiful green eyes. Flakes land in his black hair.

He’s perfect. I sigh. Too perfect.

It's been a year since Aizen was defeated. Ulquiorra and the other Arrancar that survived wander between Hueco Mundo and the world of the living. I've been tasked with watching Ulquiorra when he visits. Poor Ichigo is regularly haunted by Grimmjow.

It's the first of December. Ulquiorra’s birthday.

We’re shopping in the human world, in gigai.

He doesn’t know my motive, just that I wanted him to join me. A shiver runs down my spine and I tuck the scarf closer to my neck.

I pull the sleeve of Ulquiorra’s shirt and point to a small bakery. The smell of bread and sweets calls me to open the door. “Let’s get some treats, Ulqui.”

He follows without arguing, letting me drag him.

“It’s warm in here,” I smile at him. “Smells good?”

Ulquiorra looks out the window. “This is all useless.”

I roll my eyes. “Ok, Mr. Gloomy.” I order two pastries and two coffees.

My hands are frozen, and I take the to-go cups of coffee and hand one to Ulquiorra. He takes it, furrowing his brow when I also hand him one of the sweets.

The coffee is so warm; my hands heat up quickly and I take a bite of my chocolate treat.

Ulquiorra follows me outside, looking towards the snow-covered street.

“Let's go, my heart.” I beckon for him to follow me to the next store. I drink my coffee while we walk and he mirrors me. His face scrunches up and I can't tell if he likes it or not, but he keeps drinking it. Cute.

We look at clothes, snacks, coffee cups, and games. I look longer than necessary, pointing things out to him and explaining what they are. I check my phone for the time.

Ulquiorra is obviously not interested, but walks by my side. He finishes his snack and coffee. I feel a little warm inside. He puts up with my nonsense until we get to my apartment.

A commotion quiets on the other side of the door when I knock and I try not to laugh.

The door opens.

Ulquiorra's face is still while the group calls out, “Happy birthday!”

He takes my hand, and my eyes find his. “It's ridiculous. Why are you all doing this?”

I shake my head. “Because we like you, Ulquiorra. Happy birthday, my bat.”

Ulquiorra stares at me. Our friends bring us inside to the party. He sighs and squeezes my hand.

“...Thank you.."

[danddymaro]

Through His Eyes | Ulquiorra Cifer x Reader

A/N: I had posted this on Wattpad a long time ago, and I decided to spiff it up and share it here. The original is called ‘ In His Eyes’ and it is much less detailed than this, and quite frankly not as good. I’m so thrilled! Once I finished, I felt so accomplished and pleased when I could see how much more advanced I've become in terms of writing skills.

Ulquiorra’s point of view.

sweet and sultry

First time W/ the reader

Word Count: 2671

Through His Eyes

  Slowly, I lean in, and gradually, she comes closer to meet my slow press.

A look of surprise is expressed over her innocent face, and as I look into her (e/c) eyes, searching for opposition, I only find questioning in the (dark/light) orbs.

There is no protest, and she simply accepts it, her body soon melting onto what little form of desire I reveal.

And, truly, I feel no surprise. 

After all, I know her. 

She will do what it is I please, but why?

Rather, what is stronger, her sense of duty or lo-

- No, I cannot bear to mention that word...I rather stray far from the idea.

'Is it even possible?' I sometimes wonder while in idle thought, every now and then when I am unguarded I begin to ask myself.

Silently, through the kiss that becomes even wilder, I can taste the briny taste of her tears as I caress her supple lips with my own.

Slowly, yet firmly, mine press over hers, and she is quickly conquered.

-  She is overwhelmed by what I lack quite easily.

She always has been, and I muse over how different we are.

She then gravitates closer, soon pressing the palms of her hands at my chest, and for a moment, for some odd reason, I feel strangely warm, not just where she touches me, but at the center where there is nothing but a carved core that lacks a beating heart.

Before I can question it, her head is tilted and she is staring up at me with the same look as always.

It's want, desire, and another word I dare not say, but that always comes to mind when she is involved.

' -  Look at them. '  something within me demands me to gaze at her parted mouth, and I quickly notice her soft lips. 

They are so plump now, begging and calling.

Her lips, they are bruised a flushed tone now from the assault of my own, and the thickness of them have become more prominent, and somehow more enticing.

Her fingers, ah, they are helplessly tangled within my dark hair that she's referred to as a 'river of ink.' so many times before, that I've taken a sense of pride for its presentation.

Absurd, isn't it?

She's tugging at it now, the weaved through strands captured in a grasp that demands attention.

'What does she want?' I wonder, 'Is this where we stop?' I then begin to ask myself, feeling something familiar at the thought.

- Something I can expect.

Disappointment, this feeling I know for sure.

Disappointment is then coursed through me when I consider that perhaps, there is hesitance and regret.

Just then, her hand ventures, and it slowly finds a path that leads her to explore parts of me I let no one else venture to. Delicately, the little hand finds my manhood.

Her palm gently brushes over the tented cloth and an involuntary sound makes past my lips.

It's muffled by her own little sound, but none the less I know it escaped me.

I know that she caused it with nothing more than a ghosting touch.

'What is she doing to me?' I ask myself, uncertain how such a light touch could rattle me.

I feel something in the pit of my stomach.

Something, her touch is making me feel...something that is waking.

My face feels warm, the tepid heat spreading over even the tips of my ears, reaching down and crawling down my neck like a wildfire in the wilderness.

I feel warmth, but there is something else as well.

I'm at anticipation, one that holds enthusiasm.

'I am excited,' I determine.

I have no recollection of this feeling in the past. Admittedly, I haven't felt this way before, and if I had, it's long forgotten.

"(f/n)," I can't help but murmur as she slips her tongue into my mouth, venturing in a demure manner that begs for me to play. As I join her, she becomes more assertive.

She's such a good kisser, much better than I am, I assume. 

I am hesitant and unsure, a complete contrast to her.

These feelings are akin to me, so foreign.

- This is all new to me.

'Where did she learn to do that?'  I question while savoring her taste, 'Has she had experience in this before?' I then wonder, feeling proprietorial.

I tighten my grip on her, and by then she's flush against me, held so tight, yet handled so tenderly.

No other man can touch her, or even graze her the same way I dare to now.

She is mine, now...now and forever.

I urge her against the wall, trapping her between my body and the surface.

It is then that I feel an usual sense of morality wash over me, 

'I am the cuarta Espada,' I have to remind myself.  'And she's just an underling,'  I continue, 'Only a fracción.'

'I must set an example.' 

But above all,

'Aizen-sama's orders should be....are...my only priority...'

I recognize, she has too much control over me.

'We can't do this,' I think to myself,  'We mustn't.'

Over and over, this thought goes through my head.

This is so wrong.

We're being so uncivilized.

We've long surpassed our lives as beasts, far gone our moment as those uncontrolled creatures.

So why are why here? So close to this animalistic sense where we are controlled by this heat.

I no longer covered, and neither is she. 

Every bit of flesh of hers is exposed to the cold temperatures of Las Noches and as so, she trembles.

Her hands run across my chest and go down my bare stomach, gingerly tracing the definition that exists, taking her time with each drawn line as though she were drawing them with her fingers. 

It is then that her eyes wander down further, and I can see her face flush.

- It's adorable, incredibly precious.

The last of my resistance has gone, having slowly faded with each and every touch she graced me with until i was left with nothing but give.

We can't stop now, and even if there is an opportunity to, I don't want to.

One look at her nakedness, simply one glance at her as a whole, I can no longer hold back.

I can no longer retreat. 

I've never been so careless, so frantic for a touch.

I've never been so reckless and desperate for another.

Yet, here I am.

 It's getting the best of me, I'm well aware.

'This is why I reject any so-called emotion, or any feeling there is...'

I don't want it to control me as it is now.

I tried, but I can't resist myself. Her body screams for me, just as she is herself now,

"Ul...Ulquiorra...." She stammers, breathing out my name with every other exhale of hers.

'Yes...Say my name again, please,' I silently beg her.

I begin to find a new territory and explore.

She's so warm, so hot.

'She's so...wet,' It drenches my fingers with its musky warmth, and I am tempted to take a taste of her natural honey.

Doing so, she watches, almost entranced by my act.

' Does she feel this pleasure too?' I ask myself as I ease into her, working with the slickness she provides.

I certainly do, there has been no other feeling like this, and I relish in the bliss I feel at just the invasion.

I open my eyes and see her pained face. I can hear her soft breathing, and it is not long before her head soon is buried within my neck.

She's hiding, or so it seems.

And I soon understand why.

 My eyes capture her short shutter as I force myself deeper with the first plunge.

'Ahh, so she's also new to this...' I determine, feeling her body's resistance that is shown by tightening, and a very thin barrier that was so easily penetrated through.

Admittedly, I feel pride. 

I feel joy. 

I feel pleasure.

I feel....love, perhaps? 

'NO,' I argue with myself.

I can't.

I won't, even if it's possible.

'This is too much for me,' I determine, all while not stopping.

I want to push her away now, and as I contemplate it, she releases a breath that stuns me.

"Ahh!" It's a pleasured sound that draws out from her.

It sounds so sweet yet sultry, and it is meant for me.

When she makes such noises... I'm like a different person.

I love her voice, always have, but now... it's reached a new pitch I find to be divine.

Her legs are tightly wrapped around my slim waist by now and her arms wrap themselves around my neck as well. 

She's latched onto me, not wanting to let go.

She's trembling, and more sounds escaping her.

They're more desperate than before, and they mirror my own which are more reserved, but there.

I don't stop, or slow down. In spite of my internal battle, I demonstrate no true resistance.

'No, I'm just getting started.'

I can't help but smirk at the helpless face she makes when I adjust our previous position, and manage to reach furthur.

'She didn't see it,' I muse, 'Good...at least I can still keep my appearance of the "emotionless Espada.'''

At the very least, I will be able to retain that one, single notion.

Her back is pressed against the wall still, forced there by thrusts that are uneven and brash, but she doesn't complain.

Oh, there is absolutely no opposition on her face.

Her mind is elsewhere. 

It's so obvious.

Her face is set in a rare look. it's an expression of pure ecstasy.

My emerald eyes capture this moment because it's one I never want to forget.

She is now glowing, it's a shine of sweat barely coating her soft skin.

The pale moon's light peeks through the window and illuminates her, and I feel a ghost of a smile wash over me.

'She's looks so angelic, so ethereal,' 

I touch my lips to her neck, her cheeks, her nose, her lips, her everything.

I graze over every bit of her as she is irresistible.

That's a word to define her in this very moment as she continues to bewitch me.

I try to suppress any sounds from leaving me as an overwhelming sensation strikes me.

My mouth opens, but no words escape.

However, I let out a shaky sigh, a noise she won't hear elsewhere from me.

And even I'm surprised when it falls past me.

A low groan makes its way out as well, and I can't help myself.

Her nails dig into my back, but I don't complain as mine are also clawed at her hips, and they're anything but gentle.

Once more,

" Ahh!" A cry that turns into a squeak ensures, and I've found my favorite point to strike,

'There that's the spot .' I discover as she squirms.

She can't go any longer,

'Good...neither can I.'

I don't part myself from her, the very idea disturbing me.

'No...She's mine...' I declare as I drive myself furthest into her.

the sharpened ends of my teeth make contact with the flesh of my bottom lip, because,  at this moment, the feeling is utter bliss.

A tart taste dances over my tongue, and it is not long before the same metallic pungency trails down my lip, the few drops that escape the punctured flesh slowly easing down to my chin.

Her eyes search for mine as this happens, and as we connect, I can see that there is a twinkle of joy in them, one that is somewhat tantalizing.

'See what you make me do?' 

 I don't have to tell her, I don't have to say a word to her, and only shoot her that glance that admits defeat, but that is far too captivated by her to care.

She bashfully looks away, trailing her eyes down at my pale chest instead.

And then her fingers trail over the tattooed number that lays over my breast.

'Such a gentle touch...'

Somehow, after all we've done, this is the thing that brings me euphoria.

I feel new heights, new waves of pleasure.

 I feel longing and a strong possession.

' This could be my ruin...'

She could be the force that drives me mad, the one that destroys me.

It has crossed my mind to rid myself of my weakness, to simply do away with the one thing that could come between my duties and loyalty.

But I can't...I just can't.

She's my weakness, but also my drive.

' She is all in one.'

How can I explain this? I seem foolish, don't I?

"...I love you.." She whispers, and it isn't a broken whimper or a trembling tone that marries the sweet voice.

- No, there is simply happiness and comfort.

I don't say it back... I mustn't.

What if this is only lust I feel?

What if all that drove me was simply carnal desire?

'This act...It proves nothing...' I overcontemplate.

I would never come to repeat those words to her.

By then, I can't look at her, I have no will to, and I cower.

- I, the cuarta espada cower from my own fraccion.

She doesn't seem to wait for my answer, if I would even will any. Instead, she becomes comfortable and nuzzles close to me, showing a vulnerability that only I have the pleasure to see.

"... I love you too," I respond to her, speaking in a voice that is far too soft.

she stiffens slightly before a gasp of surprise leaves her.

My eyes are wide and unbelieving, and from the looks of it, hers are too.

No. T-this wasn't my doing!

'I...I said that?

Why did I say it?!'

My mind runs a million thoughts a minute, yet somehow, I find a way to drown it out, and soon find myself moving.

gently, I carry her to my bed

' - no, our bed, ' the place where she belongs.

I land beside her and stare at her now sleeping form, gazing at her with interest that never ceases.

I want her with no other man that's for certain.

I desire no one else's company, but hers of course.

Slowly, I accept that perhaps that cannot be just lust.

There is much more to it.

Why does she do this to me? Why does she make me feel so...so emotional and overwhelmed?

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         At one point as we lay with one another, her body snuggles closer to mine, holding close and dear.

And I begin to wonder,

'Have I been here thinking for so long?'

Hours have progressed, and I have yet to find peace.

One of her mesmerizing (e/c) eyes open and I can see that they are misty and doused with drowsiness.

"Yes?" I question her, waiting.

She wants to say something, I know it. 

She shifts slightly and now lays on my chest.

I want to push her away, part of me still wants to regain what little control is left for me to salvage from.

But I just can't.

Her smile is small, yet still beautiful, and I feel that warmth touch my empty chest again.

"Please rest, master," she says this with such a sweet voice it sounds like a lullaby.

'Silly girl, I need no sleep,' I muse, but I make no sound to protest her demands.

I simply do as she says.

My arms wrap around her and my body relaxes.

My mind is now blank.

Her voice is the last I hear as I drift off, and As my eyes close and the world becomes distant, my mind is plagued by the image of her.

- And I feel tranquility.

She is everything to me.

' Ahh. This is love, no?' I muse with acceptance, feeling absurd for my earlier,  trivial fight.

"I love you.." I can't help but mutter these words, 

They still feel so alien to me, but somehow, right.

[canonconspiracy]

Blood (Ulquiorra x Reader)

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing: Ulquiorra x Reader

Fanfiction By: @rmorningstar21​ 

Part of: Halloween Prompts Day 2 (Late Post). 

Warnings: Not a happy ending.  Blood. 

WC: 1044

Cross-posted to my AO3 - same username. 

You faced the man with the green eyes, what felt like countless times.  Calling him a man could have been a compliment, or even an insult, depending on your point of view.  Often, you grew close to running your zanpukto through him.  Countless times, you watched as your own blood painted the desolate world.  Together, and yet alone, blood spilled for a purpose at one point.  Now, you wondered what purpose the two of you still fought.  

Still, with y/e/c eyes locked upon his green orbs, you felt a pang in your chest.  Did you even have a true, beating heart in your chest?  Did he?  

The gaze he held for you typically was void of emotion, as much of a void as those jet black locks of his that framed his pale face.  In this moment, facing him on the battlefield, though, you could question whether he was void of emotion.  With the slightest softness those green eyes held, you wondered if this had been the final battle for the two of you.  

"What cause do you even have to fight for anymore, Ulquiorra?" You questioned through tight lips, your zanpukto clentched tightly in your hands as you drew nearer to him.  Aizen had been gone, his plan right along with him.  "Why do we have to be on opposing sides?" 

"You know the answer to that," he replied dully, though his lips neither rose nor fell as he spoke.  His voice had practically held a monotone, though he drew near you with no weapon, cooly walking closer and closer.  Green eyes studied you as he drew closer.  

Your lips downturned at his words, the pain apparent upon your face.  "Yeah," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.  Moving your hand to caress his cold cheek gently, you forced a smile upon your face.  "I just...wish things were different."  With each word, your heart ached more, the desire to steal the forbidden fruit of his lips growing to be too much for you.  Each time you were at odds with him, you desired nothing more than to throw your zanpakto down and run into his arms, a pipe dream, if you will. 

He moved a slender hand, so gently, to touch where your hand rested upon his face.  Softness radiated in those green eyes for a moment, and for just a moment, you could feel him drawing you in.  "I do as well," he murmured softly, before the two of you separated with haste.  

Once more, your blood spilled, though you retracted quickly enough to avoid anything major.  Your zanpukto was raised once more, running through the espada the way you knew you needed to.  No matter the way your heart ached, you had to press on.  Each blow you sustained called closer to his defeat, or your own.  

Never had you finished a battle with the espada, though it had not been due to your own inability.  The two of you knew your attraction, feelings so deep within.   At one point, he had asked you what a heart was, and yet, he proved more than once that he had the capacity.  

Even so, you found yourself at odds with him, blood splattered from him as much as it had you.  Each slice pained you, no matter if it had been your own skin or his.  Drawing to the end, you knew this time you would need to finish this fight.  He would not simply defect, and neither could you.  

You found yourself so close to him, his breath radiating off of your lips.  Drawing nearer, you decided this would be the only time you would ever taste the forbidden fruit.  With a heavy heart, you pressed your lips with haste to his own.  What had shocked you the most was the moment that he melted into your lips, a hand moving to caress your y/h/c locks.  

Tears welled in your eyes as the two of you separated, staring face to face with those green eyes.  Desperately, you wished the tides of fate would turn into your favor, and yet, you hadn't been daft.  Breaking the cycle had been impossible, and loving him would simply end in blood.  

"Why did you…" he questioned, moving a free hand to his lips as he pressed his fingertips softly against them, already missing the warmth of your own.   

"Because I can't help loving you," you replied with no hesitation to your tone.  

You were drew nearer once more, to taste that forbidden fruit again as his green eyes closed.  With his arm wrapped around your waist, you found yourself melted into his lips as much as he, experiencing a taste unique to the espada male.  As your eyes closed, he had been all that had filled your senses.  Instead of gasping for air, though, you found your lungs filling with blood.  

Sorrow crossed those green eyes as he lied you down upon the sands of Hueco Mundo.  Gentle, slender fingers trailed your face as he leaned down beside you, a single tear in his eye.  "I'm sorry," he murmured softly, his normal monotone filled with true emotion as he watched you gasp for the air you could no longer receive.  

Upon the sands of Hueco Mundo, your limp body lied in a pool of your own blood.  The espada sheathed his zanpakto as he took another glance back to your figure, lips curled into a frown.  I suppose this is what the humans called love, he mused in his mind as your body drew further and further away.   Each step he took retreated away from the bloodied sight of your dying body, y/h/c locks lain askew upon the sands.   

Your dance with Ulquiorra, the constant battle the two of you possessed, had drawn to a close.  He was sure that once he faced Ichigo, he would meet his rightful end.  For you, he wished to put you out of that misery of loving him the way he had you, knowing you hadn't had the strength to complete the battle.  The two of you would finally be at peace, gone from this world and all others.  It was a pity that all of it needed to end in blood.  

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A Little Too Late

Requested by bbub14!

[Ulquiorra x reader ; #10: “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”]

Hope you like it! If its too angsty or not to your liking, please let me know! ^.^

"What is it?" She asked, a faint smile on her lips "You look like you've seen a ghost..". "..why?" Was all Ulquiorra could manage to get out "Why..did you do that?". "Because...I couldn't just stand by and watch you get hurt anymore.." She explained, attempting to grin "Sorry Ulquiorra...you probably think I'm an idiot..". He stared wide eyed at her, holding her in his arms. What was this feeling? He'd been feeling so weird ever since he met Orihime, feelings that he thought weren't possible for him to have. And yet, here he was, the woman he fought alongside with for many years in his arms but she was dying. "...why.." Was all he could manage to say once again, he couldn't peel his eyes away from hers. The light in them, he could see it dimming more and more and all he could do was watch. "Why?" He asked again, his hold on her was a bit tighter now "Why..do I...". "..Ulquiorra...do you remember what you said to me yesterday?" She let out, tears in her eyes. "..yes, I do" he said softly. "...did you..what you said to me..did you really mean it?" She felt the tears falling, struggling to hold onto what was left of her life. "...I..." He stared, unsure how to form the words "..I...".

"Looks like we'll be busy these next couple days, huh? Ulquiorra?" She said with a grin as she walked beside him. He remained quiet, ignoring the girl. "..are you going to go see Orihime, right now?" She continued "She seems really nice, I hope Aizen-sama doesn't kill her". She glanced over at the male, a bit disheartened that he wasn't responding. But she wasn't giving up! "I'm sure her friends will be here soon to save her..we'll all be busy fighting them.." She drawled "Oh! But don't worry, Ulquiorra! If they prove too much for you, I'll be there to save you!". "Why would I need help from the likes of you?" He asked, looking at her from the corner of his eyes. Her breath caught in her throat, almost stumbling over her feet. "H-huh? Uh..well..because we're.." she laughed nervously "Comrades! If you were ever in trouble..I'd save you..no matter what it takes, I'd do whatever I could..". "Why would you go that far for me" he asked "I don't need your help, especially from someone who's not even an Espada. You're a fraccion, know your place". "..but..we're friends.." She said with wide eyes as she stopped walking "Or..do you know think of me that way? I thought..because you've been so nice lately..I thought I'd gotten closer to you..". "I simply didn't have the time to waste on berating you" he explained, looking away as he closed his eyes "We're not friends, so get that idea out of your head and I certainly don't need help from a weakling either". "..U-Ulquiorra..." She stammered out, her heart ached. Unable to bear the silence, she laughed to tear through it "A-ah..you're right..sorry to bother you..Ulquiorra-sama".

"How could you think of someone like me as your friend?" He asked softly "I don't have a heart..I don't feel anything..I am..empty..". "Not entirely" she laughed weakly "You..Ulquiorra..have changed..but..you'll always be..the man I love..no matter where I end up..". "..you..." He let out, closing his eyes "..I see now..this is...what that woman means....I'm sorry..". "Don't be..I was able to protect you..and tell you how I feel" She said softly, "..now I can be happy..". "..do you really mean those words?" He asked, opening his eyes and surprising her as his eyes held an odd emotion "What you just said..did you mean them?". She winced from the pain, bags under her eyes as she grew pale "I've always loved you Ulquiorra....so please..don't forget me..". She held her hand up to his cheek with a sorrow-filled smile "I...wish..things had been..different..maybe, I could've..been by your side longer...I'll see you around, Ulquiorra..". He watched as she closed her eyes, her breathing slowed. He realized what it was. What a heart was, and why it was so important. "..I..didn't mean what I said yesterday..." He let out, closing his eyes "...I'm sorry".

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⁂ Spring Warmth (Ulquiorra Cifer)

Genre: Fluff, Friendship ☁

Word Count: 1,565 ☁

Pairing: Reader x Ulquiorra ☁

World: Bleach ☁

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Spring warms the heart, leaving love in its wake.

“Y/N! Wait up!” Grimmjow’s voice echoed through the halls of Las Noches.

You turned around, waiting for the blue-haired espada to catch up.

“Have you been paying attention to what’s been going on outside?” he asked, breathing somewhat heavy from running.

“No. Should I?”

He grinned, grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the window. What you saw made your eyes sparkle. The usual sand-covered ground had turned into a lush green and the brown, brittle trees had grown green leaves to match. Flowers had sprouted out of the ground.

It was beautiful.

“What is this?” you asked, amazed.

“I asked Gin about it. He said it was called ‘spring’. He seemed kinda disturbed about it.” Grimmjow answered with a shrug.

“I see,” you said thoughtfully, “Nothing like this has ever happened here before. What do you think caused it?”

He shrugged again, “Who knows.”

“You’re a big help, aren’t ya?”

“What are you two talking about?” Halibel walked up next to you, peering out the window.

“Spring.” you smiled brightly, “Isn’t it beautiful, Halibel?”

She nodded, “Yes. I’ve never seen it look so beautiful here.”

“Can we go outside?” you asked your two best friends, who shrugged in response. Smiling brightly, you bolted for the door, throwing it open and running outside. Your hair fluttered in the breeze, the grass soft beneath your feet. A sweet smell was kicked up from the flowers as you walked.

You had no clue what had caused this sudden change, but you were glad it happened. Even Halibel and Grimmjow looked like they were enjoying themselves. That made you feel even happier. You danced in the clearing, laughter echoing around you as the sun shone down on you.

“What are you doing?”

You stopped dead, hearing the cold voice that you knew so well. Ulquiorra stood before you all, cold glare moving between the three of you.

“What’s it matter to you!?” Grimmjow snarled.

“Grimmjow,” you said quietly, gripping his arm. You hated it when he fought with Ulquiorra – you cared so much about both of them that it hurt you to see them fighting.

Ulquiorra ignored the blue-haired espada and turn his cold gaze on you. A shiver ran down your spine when your eyes met his green ones. “Gin is looking for you,”

“Yes,” you responded, quietly, bowing to your friends before following him inside. You could feel Grimmjow’s eyes burning holes into your back. You walked a few steps behind Ulquiorra, a small pink tint covering your cheeks.

You’re not sure how or when it happened, but you had grown to have strong feelings for the emotionless espada. ‘He hates me, though. I’m just trash to him,’ you sighed.

“What is wrong with you?” He asked coldly.

“Eh? W-What do you mean, Ulquiorra-sama?” you glanced up at him.

“Your face is red. What is wrong?”

‘Why ask if you don’t actually care?’ “Oh. I guess it was from being outside.” you lied.

“Fix it,” He ordered.

“I-I can’t,” you sweatdropped.

“Why?” He stopped walking, turning his narrowed eyes to you.

You felt like you were shrinking beneath his intense gaze. “I-I can’t make it just go away. I’m sorry, Ulquiorra-sama,”

He glared at you before turning around and walking away. You sighed in relief when he left you in front of Gin’s room. The air got lighter without his gaze penetrating your soul. You knocked on the bedroom door.

“Come in,” Gin’s airy voice called.

You pushed the door open and walked in, seeing Gin sitting at a desk in the corner. “Ulquiorra-sama said you were looking for me, Gin-sama?”

He grinned that foxy grin of his, motioning for you to come closer. You shut the door behind you and took the seat in front of his desk.

“I was hopin’ to talk to ya, Y/N-chan.” He wrote something on a piece of paper that lay in front of him as he spoke.

“About what, Gin-sama?” you asked, curiously, cocking your head to the side.

His grin grew as he opened his blue eyes, “Ulquiorra,”

“Did he do something wrong?”

“Now, now, Y/N-chan.” He smiled, walking around the desk before leaning back against it. “I’ve noticed the way ya stare at ’em when he ain’t lookin’. The way ya eyes sparkle. You’re in love with ’em!”

Your face grew hot. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, Gin-sama.”

“Is that why you’re stutterin’?” He poked your warm cheek. “And you’re red as a tomato, darlin’,”

You frowned, sitting back in your chair. “You’re right. I do love him, but I’m just trash to him.”

He smiled, patting your shoulder. “Ya never know, Y/N-chan. He might just like ya back. You should tell ’em how ya feel.”

“No, I could never do that! I know he doesn’t feel the same way about me,” you smiled, sadly.

Gin chuckled, pulling you into his arms. “You’d be surprised, darlin’.”

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“Hey, Y/N!” Grimmjow threw his body against your own, arms around your shoulders.

You squealed upon impact, then burst out laughing. “Grimmjow! Don’t do that!”

He grinned, ruffling your hair. “Sorry, pipsqueak.”

You scowled at him but knew that you would be wasting your breath if you told him not to call you that.

About three weeks had passed since your talk with Gin. You hadn’t really seen Ulquiorra that much and you were thankful for that, but at the same time, you didn’t think you could look him in the eye. You wondered if he was angry at you over your last interaction. Was he avoiding you? Or were you just trying to avoid him?

“Y/N!” Grimmjow slapped his hand on your back, knocking you from your thoughts.

“Huh?” you looked at him, blinking dumbly. “What’d you hit me for?”

“You zoned out again,”

“Thinking about Ulquiorra, no doubt,” said Halibel, who appeared behind Grimmjow.

“What!?” You and Grimmjow exclaimed in unison.

Grimmjow turned to look at you, a pleading look in his blue eyes. “Please tell me you’re not in love with that asshole.”

You stared at the ground, face burning. You were tired of denying the truth. You wanted to be honest and, if you couldn’t be honest with your best friends, could you ever be honest with yourself? “Y-Yeah, I am. Sorry, Grimmjow.”

He sighed heavily, running a hand through his blue hair. “How could you let yourself fall for him? He’s such a jerk!”

“Grimmjow,” Halibel said, sternly. “You can’t control who you fall in love with.”

You nodded, “She’s right, ya know.”

He sighed again. “Fine~ but the first time he hurts you, his ass is mine. Got it?”

“Yeah,” you giggled at his protective nature.

“You should tell him, Y/N,” Halibel encouraged, kindly.

“I wanted to, but… I just can’t seem to bring myself to do it.” you sighed.

Two days passed and the courtyard was still blooming. You found yourself sitting out there a lot, relaxing under one of the trees. You watched the flowers blowing lightly in the breeze. After experiencing it, you’ve come to realize that you loved spring. You wished that every day in Los Noches could be so beautiful and peaceful.

“Have you nothing better to do than sit out here?” came the monotone voice you’d grown so accustomed to hearing.

You looked up into the bright green eyes of Ulquiorra, who stood about a foot in front of you. “It’s just so beautiful out here, Ulquiorra-sama,” you answered softly, knowing he wouldn’t be happy with that answer.

He walked over and leaned against the tree. “It doesn’t seem so great to me,”

“It warms the soul and the heart.” you smiled, plucking a flower from the ground.

Ulquiorra walked over, grabbing the flower from your hand and tucking it behind your ear. His hand brushed against your cheek, lingering a moment longer than necessary.

You were shocked by his strange behavior. “U-Ulquiorra-sama…”

He moved his hand to rest on the side of your neck. “I want to ask you something, but I forbid you from repeating it to anyone about it.”

You nodded, feeling heat come to your cheeks.

He paused as if searching for the right words. “I want to know what it feels like to love someone.”

“W-Well. Your heart tends to beat faster when you’re around that person. You feel… You feel a special feeling that you don’t feel around any other person, and you’d be willing to do anything for them.” you tried to explain it as best as you could, hoping he could understand.

“I see. And how would someone express such feelings?”

“S-Some people express love through gifts – like flowers and candy – while others express love through hugs or kisses. It varies depending on the person, I suppose.”

“Like this?” He grabbed your chin, lifting your face to his own. His lips were stiff against your own and were cold like marble.

You sat there, frozen until you finally registered what he was doing. You pushed against the kiss, hands gripping the front of his uniform.

After a few moments, you pulled back, smiling brightly.

“And how do you tell someone you love them?” he questioned, softly.

“Just say it,”

He considered that for a moment before meeting your gaze. “I love you, Y/N.”

Your heart skipped a beat, a smile lighting up your face. “I love you too, Ulquiorra!”

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On Being Real

Pairing(s) : Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Reader

Synopsis : Grimmjow can't believe his luck.

Tags : Fluff, comfort, cuddling

Warning (s) : None

"So you're telling me that you would rather die than listen to Ulquiorra?"

"Yeah." He shifted in my lap, his head tilted, looking up at me. "It's a matter of pride, (y/n), you won't understand."

I let a small laugh bubble out of my mouth, my eyes crinkling at the sides. I gently massaged his temples, leaning down to kiss his nose.

"What?" He turned sideways, facing my stomach. He nuzzled into it. I let my fingers run through his hair, rubbing circles.

"You're such a baby."

"I'm not." He growled, his electric eyes narrowing.

I bit my lip in amusement, his eyes zeroing in at the action before he nudged my hand with his nose. I started stroking his head again and he let out a tiny purr.

I smiled softly at the blush on his cheeks as he closed his eyes, looking serene.

I leaned in to kiss his forehead. I did so before kissing the tip of his nose again.

He held my head with one hand before opening his eyes, catching the shy blush that bloomed across my cheeks.

His face softened, "Close your eyes."

I did so.

I felt a soft pressure on the bridge of my nose. Then on my eyelids and forehead.

"You're not real." He murmured.

I shook my head, "I swear I am."

He shushed me before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me down to him. He buried his face in the crook of my neck before he started purring again.

"I love you." I reminded him.

"How is it even possible? It's like—like you're too good to be true—"

"You are."

He sighed.

"How could you ever love me?"

"Grim." I whispered in a small voice, turning on my other side, nudging my nose in the crook of his neck.

"Mhmm."

"Stop asking stupid questions." I mumbled against his skin, cuddling closer due to the cold.

"Well, I don't love you." He replied stubbornly.

"Sure you don't, baby." I bit back a smile, "You've been lying every night just for sex, haven't you?"

"Exactly." He chuckled.

He pulled me to him, settling my head under his chin.

I made a satisfactory sound before closing my eyes.

The next time I got up was in his bed. Still with him though. Grimmjow was sitting a bit upright, staring at the ceiling.

"Good morning, love." I gave him a gentle smile, my stomach against his hard torso as I lifted my head up a bit to meet his eyes.

"It's evening." His eyes drifted from my eyes to my lips and back in a second.

"Oh." I dipped my head back down on his chest, breathing out deeply.

"Mhmm." He tangled his fingers in my hair, the other arm tight around my waist as he leaned in, pressing his lips against my head.

"Grimmy, we've got to show our faces at least once." I reminded him, twisting a lock of his sapphire hair.

He purred into my neck.

"Are you done?" I heard a loud voice suddenly, making me jump in surprise.

Grimmjow's purr turned into a growl as he gripped me even tighter, glaring at Ulquiorra who snuck his head into the room, "What do you want now?"

"Nothing, I just couldn't find you both."

"Bloody stalker." Grim muttered. I sighed, toying with his fingers.

Ulquiorra's eyes fell on my resting figure and he opened his mouth, "(y/n)-"

"Shut up and get out." Grim snapped, "She's trying to rest. She's still injured."

"No, she's no-"

"Get out, Ulquiorra."

"Grimmjow." I furrowed my eyebrows at his loud tone.

"He's intruding."

"Hmm."

"Does your shoulder feel fine now?" Grim lightly trailed his fingers across them.

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling.

His gaze softened and gave me one of his own rare ones, "I'm glad."

This wasn't his signature smirk where he bared his feral teeth. This one made his lips stretch softly and his eyes crinkle.

I melted every time.

I blushed, looking away, curling more into him to hide my face.

He didn't say anything, just trailed his fingers down the arch of my back soothingly, "Thank you."

"For..?"

"Being real."

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