#arrankar

[dasartistica]

Fanart of Tier Halibel from Bleach.

[el-yon]

Hi old friend^^^

I just wanna dump some Ichihime hcs i have ^-^

So as we know Ichigo is canonically goth punk but i like to think he radicalizes Orihime so they're a super beautiful activists punk couple!!Orihime is kidcore punk and solarpunk🫶🏽

They're t4t autistic4autistic like we agreed and Orihime was overjoyed when she was able to actuallu get pregnant and Ichigo's flirting comes in the most weird yet wholesome ways possible /pos

They both love chocolate + strawberry combo foods.Also their favorite boba flavor is actually brown sugar

Cat cafe,arcade and skatepark dates

He was a time management games boy,she was a roguelike games girl,what more can i say?

hiii 🖤 you know, i love your punk-related insights! i mean, i love all of them in all fandoms by the way, but the punk ones really hit. So: yes to all. Yes to t4t autistic ichihime as always, to overjoyed Orihime (💕) and weird/wholesome Ichigo-trying-to-flirt. Yes to the food and the date places (flustered Ichigo with the cats in the cat cafe and super-excited Orihime at the arcade we love to see), and yes to the games profile, everyday we learn something new.

Now, YES to activist ichihime. I have said this before and I will keep saying: Six Hearts is a major message on resisting different violences. Renruki and poverty and social inequalities, Orihime and gendered violence, Chad and racism, Uryu and genocide, and Ichigo going through all these while learning how to wield his power without becoming anything but himself. He wields his shinigami powers without becoming part of the hierarchical system of Soul Society, he will be a fullbringer and a quincy in his own terms (although lore can be kind of messy on this, but oh well, it's Kubo). And the way Ichihime struggles and overcome the hollow-violence together is so subversive in their authenticity! Arrankar Saga/Hueco Mundo was so explicit in framing Orihime (and all the """fragile""" aspects she would represent) as a weakness, as an embodiment of the qualities that Ichigo ought to abandon to actually perfom as a warrior (as a hollow), and then he relies on this person who shares all these "fragile" qualities I want to uphold so she can help me power-up while still being me: SUBVERSIVE.

and yeeees, the way Ichigo inspires Orihime to become more assertive IS radicalizing. Again, she does so by finding her own way to fight, being true to her values and finding her place: SUBVERSIVE. I know a lot of people think that the final message of Bleach actually denied the characters' agency, but I can't see it that way. For me, the way Ichigo and his friends find their agency within these broader, heavier structures is not only a solid message on the whole discussion of action, self, etc., but it is also a great window for the many possibilities of what being 'radical' means. No one is doing care and protection like they are!

and finaly, yes to kidcore/solarpunk! We see a lot of discussions on alternative and liberating futurisms and social imaginaries/speculative fiction, and these aspects deserve so much more appreciation. A lot of people will brush off Orihime's super active imagination as her being ditzy, but we can appreciate the neurodivergent window, and we can appreciate the fact that this kind of conscious optimism and commitment to fun is super powerful as a social choice to reject dystopia. Orihime sees the world as open-ended: "i just got powers and a talking cat is going to teach me how to use them, no biggie". Her 5 lifetimes speech really hits the place of her recognizing that there are many possibilities, lives to be lived, and all she wishes for is to keep caring. Caring for the person she loves, yes, but also to keep making care happen, choosing care over conflict; and if conflict is necessary, then she will find her own way to do it and she will make it flower-power and everyone gets to eat tasty treats. Pretty radical of you ask me.

again, your punk insights are always so so neat! loved that you send this, thank you 💕🖤

[anarkodyke-555]

se llenó de moscas todo otra vez, corro juntando limpiando cerrando ordenando a ver si la próxima vez no, pero siempre sí. no importa cuanto limpie o ventile siempre se vuelve a llenar de moscas, empiezo a pensar ke se dieron cuenta ke lo ke se pudre soy yo

se llenó de moscas todo otra vez, esta vez son bastantes más, me rodean y me zumban los oídos. siento como si entraran por mis orejas y volaran adentro de mi cabeza, me aturden, me atomizan y me acuerdo ke soy yo lo ke se pudre. y me empieza a molestar la piel y me la kiero arrankar y no kiero tener más carne ni huesos ni nada. no kiero más oídos para escucharlas rondar por mi cabeza ni un cuerpo ke se kiera volver a parar a intentar ke no estén más ahí

[theasexualelfqueen]

The Lover From Space

I had not anticipated how life would be when being with someone who has superpowers. An alien life form who has the power to break me in half if he wanted to and I couldn’t stop him if I tried. After he told me his secret, I lay in bed all night wondering about the implications behind our relationship and what that means for us. I didn’t sleep well after finding out and I even avoided his calls.

          It was 4:00 am when I woke up, having to use the bathroom when I saw him in my chair, his shadow out of the corner of my eye rocking back and forth in the chair.

          “I know you’re awake,” he stated, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as I felt dread run through my veins. How did he get in? Thinking slowly in my head, I find myself becoming afraid of the possibilities popping up in my head.

          “How did you get in?” I muttered nervously. He sat rocking silently and as it went on, I began to get even more nervous. I felt him before I heard him.

          “Locks can’t keep me out,” he spoke affirmatively, “But, I’m not here to hurt you Regina, I’m only here to talk and then-” he hesitated for a moment before sighing and finally continuing, “Then you can make a choice and either choice you pick, I’ll have to be okay with it.” It sounded as if he was on the verge of tears and crying as when he finished the sentence there was a weight in his voice. When I unraveled myself from the covers, I looked into his brown eyes, (though sometimes they looked hazel) and saw regret and sorrow. His hair long swept down his head, covering an eye. It made him look even more melancholy but made him a mystery. Mysteries of the universe where none of us humans have touched before.

          He still looks the same where it counts, so I can only guess that his race had descended after us in looks and appearance. It takes on the effect of the uncanny valley, so like us and yet…not. It upsets me very much and the thought that something looks more human and doesn’t exist as a green little man in the sky and has come down to infiltrate our lives. But my heart still rises to my throat when I realize how beautiful he is and how pretty his sepia wooden warm skinned dimples are when he smiles tenderly.

          “Richard? How did you get in here?” I asked and I was both on edge and taken with my lover from another planet.

“Is Richard even your real name?” I questioned, looking deeply at him.

He shakes his head slowly. “Arrankar, that is my true name.” he whispered in my ears.

“A-ran-kar?” I sounded it out with my own mouth. He smiled and his dimples appeared, big and lovely.

“I love you.” He spoke so softly I almost couldn’t hear it.

It seems so utterly crazy that I met what many people have been debating for what seems forever in human civilization. Maybe they were gods shrunken to human size or maybe they’re ancient humans who found their way from the future, I don’t know, but what I do know is that has been moments where I have questioned if there were things on this earth just roaming around.

          “How can we move past this?” I mutter and he picks up by saying “I’m the same Richard. I always will be your sweetheart, your honey bunches. When will I hear these names again? Or will it be never because of my identity?” he asked in a bitter tone.

          I sat up glancing intently at him. “If I made a fist and punched you in the face, chances are I would crush my hand, right?”

          “I’m not sure what this-”

          “Ssh listen to me carefully, okay? When you’re a small, pretty much helpless human woman, you wouldn’t think a relationship between an alien who can bring buildings with just his hands? How do you think that would work?”

          “But Lena, I could never hurt you, never it is not even in my nature to do so. I could never think about doing something that would harm you. Have I harmed you before?” he asked.

          It made me start thinking because he was right, even with knowing himself as an alien, he has never done anything for me to worry about his behaviors. When had I started to doubt him? Because he told me he was an alien? Just the other week he had lain with me without me knowing his identity, and he made sure it was comfortable, apologizing because of the pain of my first time. He rewarded me with slow kisses and soft ‘I love you’ in my before and afterglow.

          “Do you prefer Richard or Arrankar ?”

          “Well, everyone knows me as Richard in public but when it is just us alone, I want you to call me by the name I was originally given. It sounds lovely on your tongue.”

          I smiled at that and realized that there was true love between us and I almost forfeited him because he didn’t belong on this earth. He laid on my bed with me under the moonlight and we continued to cuddle and hold hands.

          “How did you find out?”

          He paused. “My father…he’s got powers that come from the planet Nescion and it’s not even in this galaxy. He comes from another galaxy called Veneron system.” He explained.

          “Have you ever visited it before?”

          He shook his head.

          “No but I have seen the images that he has conjured through my mind. He has the power to pick through other people’s minds and talk to them. He could potentially control their minds, but my father is an honorable man and would never force someone to do something that would go against their will.”

          I smiled widely at him. It was clear that he respected and loved his father very much. He leaned in to kiss me on the lips, expertly chaste. He could be chaste when he wanted to be, and it was always welcomed in reframe from more sensual activities.

                    “What about you?”

                    “What about what?”

                    “Your parents.”

I paused in my tracks.

                    “Well...what do you want to know about them?”

He seemed to pick up on the part I wanted to keep inside of me, shut up and thrown away forever. It always comes back more clearly when I’m reminded of her. The evil stepmother, except there’s not a step nor is there any fairy tale in which a handsome prince saved me from my fate.

          “You’ve never talked about them much” he told me with concern written on his face.

 ��        I frowned. I admit I would always stay quiet about the things I knew about my family.

          “To know what has happened in my family would disturb you. I could never talk about them with you, it’d only disturb you. Maybe sometime in the future but not right now.”

          His hands covered mine as I looked away at and from my past simultaneously.

Slowly, I removed his hand away from on top of mine and wrapped it around me, folding my arms. When I looked back at him, he looked back at me with confusion, sadness, and rage twinkling in his light hazel eyes. He truly looked concerned and yet dangerous as well, knowing the implications of my childhood.

          “You-you were a child…”

          “It is what it is. I must face that bogeyman or rather my boogie woman, all alone. I bounced back. Many kids don’t”

We sat in torturous silence pregnant with discomfort as things started coming to the light. But it was cut shortly after when he grabbed me by the shoulders and held me against him gently.

          “Please just let me hold you for the moment. I need you to know that you are loved, and I am so happy that my life has led me up to this planet to ultimately be with you.”

          We lay as he held me in his summer sun golden bronze arms as we watched the moon rise to the sky. I wonder if on his planet there is more than one moon or if theirs even glows or looks like ours?

          “Do you like earth, Arrankar?”

          “Hm,” he started, “You can say that I have a fondness for it, but I do wish to visit my home beyond here at some point. But I’ll always love this planet as long as I continue being around the people I am. I continue to find good natured people”

He turned his face so that we looked at each other and a pretty smile glowed under the moon.

“And what about you Regina? What is your reason you’re upon this earth still?”

“The only reason I’m on this earth still is…well I live on here, don’t I? Well...I guess sometimes I want to be awake and sometimes I don’t. I feel a void”

“You have as much space on this earth just I have any right. There’s a world for all of us here on earth. You are wanted. You are loved.”

It felt funny that an alien has felt more comfortable on earth than I’ve ever had, a human. Sometimes I want to live in a different dimension, and he can go and still comes back to this earth, welcomed. His hands slid up and down my arm softly while I listened to his heartbeat.

“No, no wants you gone sweetheart, we’ve only just begun our lives. We can start a beautiful life here in the present and in the now. I can’t tell you to forget nor forgive, but we’re going to build a family of our own and we’ll love each other with what all we have.”

Just like that, the wall was gone. The wall I built between me and him was gone. As I lay against him, entering sleep, a sound rang from his pocket.

          “Will you be okay?”

          I smiled at him and then nodded as he began to straighten out his costume an put his mask on.

          “Sometimes I wish I had more time.”

          A chuckle fell from my lips. “Go save the world.”

           A smile reached his face and that only disappeared when he seen himself out my window and flew through the sky like a big eagle soaring. And the thought occurred that maybe this wasn’t a dream deferred.

[loveomegoame]

[sensate69]

[han-kpym]

[petermourige]

[limitededitionnipponthings-blog]

Waiting for you new inspiration and stuff to appear!!!

[vashiliy]

Хм... Почему бы и не попробовать сделать #закос на старый добрый #bleach ? Пока цвет волос позволяет) . #ichimaru #gin #ichimarugin #gotei13 #3 #hogyoky #huecomundo #hollow #arrankar #anime #animecosplay #aizen #cosplayer #cosplayerofinstagram #silwerhair #sword #katana #antocianin

[el-yon]

i will not elaborate, but

there's something about the group of strong warriors who should help the MC actually being a bunch of circus goofballs energy going on here and i am really happy about it

[knowanimes]

Kaien Shiba

#kaienshiba #bleach #anime #bleachanime #ichigokurosaki #chicoanime #ensemblestars #bleachyaoi #animeboy #mangayaoi #animefanart #animeguy #yaoicute #yaoikawaii #yaoi #hypnosismic #rukiakuchiki #hypmic #isshinkurosaki #bleachmanga #manga #rangikumatsumoto #shinigami #bleachbravesouls #bleachespada #arrankar #mydear #myloves #starrk #bhfyp

[shutupvestler]

If the appearance and abilities of the Arrankars were base on a certain kind of animals, does that mean that Uquiorra's appearance  referenced from a dragon or a man-bat?

[pandolimb]

64/365 Надо уже собраться и дочитать «Bleach” т.т Но а так вот, когда голова была забита мангой, решила попробовать ОС’а переделать в арранкара. Было неудачно :D #hey #manga #bleach #oc #originalcharacter #arrankar #geek #geekgirl #stupid #draw #drawing #l4l #likeforlike #followme #рисунок #sketch #1p1d #1page1day #365dayschallenge

[loveomegoame]

[dante-heller]

Di Roi Rinkā: "Nice to meet you, I'm Arrankar Sixteen, I'm called Di Roi."

Have you considered a dental plan? Surely James Bond's Jaws wasn't the best approach.