#A Ukitake A day

[amelawkra]

Daily Ukitake [Day5]

[kayo-min]

Jushiro Ukitake

- Requested from Bleach Doodle Requests kayomin

[countesswilsy]

[cha-r4]

ukitake and shunsui

[seireiteihellbutterfly]

April Drabbles - 17/30

Prompt: Nest

Pairing: Ukitake x Fem! Reader

Ukitake always makes a little pillow nest for you whenever you sleep over. It’s to reassure you that nothing needs to happen and that there’s a little squishy barrier to bring you a sense of security. Lately, you’ve been thinking maybe you don’t need it anymore.

One night as he’s lying in bed, you start removing the pillows between you and him. He’s a little surprised but adjusts himself as you settle your head in the crook of his neck, bringing an arm around your waist to pull you closer.

“Are you sure?” he murmurs sleepily into your hair. 

“Positive.”

April 2024 Drabbles Masterlist

divider by @/ saradika prompts by @/ creativepromptsforwriting

[taiyami]

Ficmas Calendar Day 11 - Gift Giving !

A very fun piece I had the pleasure of doing for the lovely @shirohyorin 's ficmas 2022 Collab (who was kind enough to let me do art instead of a fic)... Though its a bit early to be giving gifts to Captain Hitsugaya, no? How kind of him to accept them regardless ... Happy early birthday to these two!

[shunuki]

Don't worry.

Shunuki week day 6 Love language/”I'll always have your back”

@shunukiweek

Title: Don't worry

Fandom: Bleach

Characters: shunuki, Shunsui Kyoraku, Jushiro Ukitake

Comments: sometimes cleaning brings memories and pain.

Ooc, au.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of this story, all mistakes are mine alone.

Don't worry

They said it to each other hundreds of times. Almost all comrades do at some point.

Through difficult classes at the academy and the gradual climb to becoming captains it was their standard. Even when they finally exchanged vows and rings that were hidden away, because personal jewelry was frowned upon.

Years after Ukitake's sacrifice, Shunsui was doing some cleaning of clutter in his personal space. His room wasn't a mess because he was, in general, a tidy person. But the duties of being Head Captain took precedence over decluttering.

Instant food wrappers and crumbled worksheets needed to be cleared. Nanao had offered to help, but he declined because only he knew what was important junk and what was actual junk.

Even the drawer next to his bed was stuffed with work papers. He let out a pained sigh as he looked at it all. He pulled the stack of paper out of the drawer and tried to flatten them the best he could. Nanao would be angry.

As he pulled the last batch out something fell, hitting his foot and rolling across the floor. He threw himself after it so it wouldn't get lost.

It was Jushiro's ring. A tear trickled down his cheek.

He knew it was there…engraved inside, “I'll always have your back."

[loudestcloud]

Happy birthday, Jushiro Ukitake 💙

[yagiv]

Capt.Ukitake believes Hair with a ribbon will help anything in romance

*ps. does anyone know tumblr's nsfw policy?I know they banned nsfw, i just wonder if it will be reported if I write a website link for nsfw art on other website.

[amelawkra]

Daily Ukitake [Day2]

[ukitakejuushiro]

NOOOOOOO I DO NOT SEE IT IT DOES NOT EXIST EVERYTHING IS DAIJOUBU THERE IS NO WAR IN SOUL SOCIETY I WILL REWRITE THE SERIES FOR YOU

[countesswilsy]

[bleachbleachbleach]

Do you think Ukitake would've approved Kyoraku's decision to involve Aizen in the battle against the Quincy? I think he would've but I'd love to know your opinion on it.

"You disagree."

Kyouraku is already halfway to his destination, despite having set a leisurely and conversational pace. This is his always pace. It does not matter whether the world is on fire or well past the brink of war. He has lived too long to be too moved by sudden punctuations.

He remembers that feeling, the day Aizen’s plans stopped being written for the drawer and ended up hanging from the Seireitei’s walls. The inability to panic, age more like a bay than a mere anchor, experience having eroded any notion of immediacy under the crush of wave after annual wave. It’s a valued trait, and often a useful one. Sometimes, it’s even called wisdom. Today it means that Kyouraku feels no panic, coming to Aizen now.

But he and you have talked about this. You always talk about this. You have spent millennia at each other’s sides. It is possible you are no longer discrete objects. In the same way that shinigami learn to find pieces of themselves in a sword and then externalize still others in the form of bankai, you found each other as young men; and now, as old ones, there are pieces of you that can only be found in each other.

It’s romantic, which is a word Kyouraku uses often and one you rarely did. But in a practical sense, what all your time together means is Kyouraku always agrees with you, and you with him. The second is immediate, and the ayes have it before the question has even been asked.  The agreement comes before and irrespective of any personal contemplations.

For example: Kyouraku agreed to let you die. If this was your will, then it was his. There was no other option.

But that’s the part of him that exists in you talking.

The rest of him—the him that exists in him—would never agree to lose you like that.

"You have to disagree! It’s easier to keep you mind when you’re being contrary!" Kyouraku chuckles, eyes crinkling with sly fondness at no one. "Otherwise all you are is me."

You wouldn’t have stopped him here, had you still hands to hold him back. In the same way that he did not stop you.

It’s unwise to rush ghosts, but Kyouraku traces the unbroken expanse of the prison walls as he marches downward, ever closer. If you want to object, you will have to do it quickly. 

"You disagree," he repeats, restarting the conversation, replaying the scene.

"You know, I’d love to make you hate me for this," he continues. 

If you hated him, the you that was in him would cease to be enough. The you in you would have to come back to hold the feeling. The you in you would need to be cut from bamboo, brought new into this world. You would be young, then, Ukitake. You would be young, and Aizen would scare you.

But Kyouraku arrives at Muken’s gates old, mind as calm as an inlet’s waters, and you are not there to stop him.

"You disagree," Kyouraku repeats, for the third and final time. If you don’t, then there’s no reason for you to be there at all. Not in any practical sense. But he wants you.

Kyouraku opens the door. 

He buries the key in his heart.

[seireiteihellbutterfly]

April Drabbles - 27/30

Prompt: Soft Breeze

Featuring: Ukitake X Fem!Reader

Something was refreshing about having a soft breeze rolling through an open window on a warm summer’s night. 

That perfect temperature where the wind created just the right amount of chill in the room so that you could sleep comfortably at night. You snuggle closer to Ukitake, enjoying the contrasting warmth of his body to the chilly breeze. 

He brings an arm around you, stray strands of hair tickling your face as they come loose from the movement. Crickets chirp melodically outside the room. 

“Trouble sleeping?” he mumbles.

“Yes. It’s hard to sleep when sharing the bed with someone as attractive as you.”

April 2024 drabbles masterlist

divider by @/ saradika prompts by @/ creativepromptsforwriting

[debilmann]

i started reading the most amazing unohanaXkenpachi fanfic

it’s a modern day au,  my boi kenny is a car mechanic (fits him so well) and unohana is a florist (ALSO CANON OK) 

things happen, they meet and then there’s some drama

anyways, i liked it so much that i thought i’d draw some fanart of it :)  

[shunuki]

Happy 8-13 (2024).

Everyone.