#fallen angel aizen

[criminaldoenjangjjigae]

I drew them. I feel like not drawing the claw hands on amazake was best for me. This will become something bigger soon 🔜

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

will also say that all my thinking about bleach and thus also my old bleach ocs, i am rethinking ways to combine two of the stories i had for them (lorcan's story, and alice's story. like they both originally involved a certain bat lmfao) and now i am like. i mean it started as me just thinking "well this would be a good way to consolidate everything" and now i am thinking about shipping them together and i am losing my mind. how do i keep doing this to myself.

[muzansfangs]

Bloodstain.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; mention to past Shuhei Hisagi x f!reader; Shunsui Kyoraku;

Format: multi-chapters story;

Warnings for this chapter: nsfw, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, spitting kink, possessive behavior, slight degradation kink, hair pulling, scratching, touch-starved Sosuke, manhandling, creampie, both the reader and Sosuke are bad at feelings;

Plot: The ache between your thighs and in your head were all that was left about the previous night. A quick shower and more than a mere goodbye kiss were the proofs everything was over. Leaving Sosuke’s quarters, you accidentally bumped into the Captain Commander. Fooling Shunsui was impossible and this gave the man the idea of burdening you with a particularly hard task.

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𝐀 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.

The warm rays of the sun seeping through the window lunged over the bed, making you stir. The headache greeting you as you came back to your senses was the unequivocal sign you were experiencing a terrible hangover. Lazily lifting your eyelids, you rubbed your eyes and tried to roll over your side, hoping to indulge into the bed for some more minutes. Something weighing on your waist, however, prevented you from moving. Furrowing your eyebrows, you opened your eyes wider, letting your gaze drift downwards, only to spot a muscular arm draped over your body.

Connecting the dots, you felt your cheeks heat up, flashbacks of the lustful night you had spent with him resurfacing in the back of your mind. You truly had no idea how to deal with this. The ache between your thighs made you let out a stifled moan, as you gently grasped his wrist and tried to lift up his arm from your waist. Bad move, undoubtedly.

The disapproving guttural sound coming from the man beside you made you flinch and you turned your head to the side to peer at him curiously. Handsome as a fallen angel, Sosuke was resting closer to you than you remembered yesterday night. His soft, longer brown locks were delicately dangling over his visible eye, still closed. In moments like this, it was hard to believe he was a criminal, homicidal mastermind. On top of that, it was kind of unsettling you had let him ravage your body the night before. Physically, you surely did not regret it. Mentally, you had felt free, good, after so many months spent in crying your eyes out for the horror of the war, fearing of not making it out alive. What was now troubling you was thinking of what would have happened if someone found out about this.

“I’ve heard showing empathy to a partner the morning after is commonly appreciated. — Sosuke’s hoarsely said, causing your stomach to somersault, as you were absent-mindedly goggling at him — I was not expecting you to shove me off of you so cold-heartedly” he reasoned, his hand tracing the outline of your hipbone as you rolled your eyes at him and hid your face behind your hands to get a grip of yourself.

Having a soft spot for him was not an option you were willing to contemplate, but he was doing his best to make it hard for you to detach yourself from your feelings.

“I needed to go to the bathroom” you blatantly lied, hoping his brain was still not functioning correctly, considering it was early in the morning. Then again, Sosuke Aizen was not a mere human like you, nor a mere Soul Reaper.

“Ah, now you turned to the childish tactic of lying. That’s intriguing”.

“That’s simply trying to mark the line between us”.

Sosuke grinned, sitting up and hovering over you faster than you had anticipated. His hands latched around your wrists, pinning them together above your head. The warmth provided by his body, the way his abs grazed over your bare stomach and his cock was poking at your inner thigh was enough to set your body on fire and send your morals flying out of the window.

Dipping his head down towards your ear, Sosuke hummed and nosed the curve of your neck “Oh really? You know, this attitude of yours has got me thinking I should have probably fucked you harder yesterday night. — he cooed, inhaling deeply, as he now buried his face into the crook of your neck — Maybe, unable to walk straight, you would have had no troubles in admitting the already blurry line between us is no longer existing”.

You had almost forgotten how good he was at getting under the skin of his interlocutors. You had never been an exception. His charm, his way of making you question yourself and your own decisions, even bending your morals for him, were all signs you had never found the strength to build a wall between you two.

Therefore, staring up at him now, helpless as the bruising grip on your wrists did not loosen up, you snorted “Let me guess, you won’t let me go until I confess I enjoyed what happened last night?” you asked him, eyes narrowing as he ghosted his lips over your jawline, earning a sigh from you.

“Maybe I just want to fuck you again. — Sosuke replied, leisurely letting one of his hand glide down your body, tracing your belly, until it cupped your sex — Stuffing you so full of my seed it will dribble down your thighs, while you talk to your brother. What do you say?”.

Your lips parted, eyes widening even so slightly as you instictively tried to close your legs, unable to control the effect his lecherous words had had on your body. This time, you had no excuses, you were sober, you would have been convicted murderer of decency, if you let him in again. Still, as your legs were squeezed together, his hand did not move. His fingers, instead, spread your labia, his thumb searching for your clitoris and flicking it to watch the way your foreteeth sank onto your bottom lip not to moan. The signs of your arousal were crystal clear, though. From your labored breath, to your half-lidded eyes. Not to mention your juices seeping onto the pads of his fingers stroking your folds.

“I say you should let me go. — you breathed out, glancing at the sun raising outside — I need to make it back to the Inn, before my brother finds out I have not spent the night there” you reasoned, but the moment his finger eased into your core, curling, you gasped and a low moan fell from your lips.

Sosuke was staring at you intently, his free hand cupping your cheek “Look at me and tell me that you want me to stop” he stated calmly, your brows knitting whilst you struggled to steady your breath. The truth was you wanted more and you would have been damned, if you said you did not wish to experience the same overwhelming bliss you had gone through last night. Now that you were fully yourself, now that the sun was still not wholly up, nobody would have known about it. No one. No one, but you two.

“I should reject you” you murmured, nuzzling your cheek into the palm of his hand. You wondered why it always felt tender, why he was not imposing himself arrogantly as he always did.

“But your body can’t refuse, can it? Or, perhaps, you don’t want to at all” he whispered, easing a second finger into your sappy cunt. Thighs quivering, you gave up. Spreading them wider for him, you cupped his cheeks, cradling his face into your hands, and you knitted your eyebrows together.

“Promise me you won’t tell a soul” you blurted out through gritted teeth, cheeks heating up, as he bit onto your lower lip, tugging at it to assert his dominance.

You did not really need him to speak and assure you this défaillance was going to be your secret. Somehow, you knew he had no reason to spread the rumors around. Aizen Sosuke loved to watch people covet what was his, but he lurked in the shadows, keeping a low profile unless it was strictly necessary to make a scene, showing his cards.

Involving you into a passionate kiss, Sosuke groaned scissoring his fingers into you, as his tongue slipped into your mouth. There was something enthralling about his sinful hands on you, about the way he was so hungry for your flesh he almost trembled. You could not let it slide this time, not as you kissed down his jaw and brought your mouth to his ear.

“Why are you shuddering?” you whispered, hooded eyes fluttering close as he curled his fingers into you once again, stimulating that spongy spot that made your body shake in violent waves of pleasure.

He glared at you, teeth sinking onto the crook of your neck to leave the umpteenth mark since the previous night “Years go by, but you still run your mouth like a impudent toddler” he deadpanned, lapping at your now bruised skin before leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses down your cleavage, between the valley of your breasts.

You writhed beneath him, your hand gliding behind his neck, gripping his neck as he flicked his tongue over your right nipple. You could not take it anymore and he knew it, he could feel your inner walls tightening around his fingers, before he denied you your orgasm once again. He seemed to draw immense pleasure from torturing you. It was only now, as you opened your eyes again, watching how he grabbed his cock, giving it a few languid strokes to line it to your opening, that you connected the dots. He was, without the shadow of a doubt, touch-starved.

Caramel eye glimmering in wanton, his tip rubbed down your slit, collecting your juices meticulously.

“You’re touch-starved” you breathed out, softly, a pang of pity in your voice that visibly irked him.

“Shut up” he growled, before pushing himself deep into your core, pulling a loud moan from you, as your back arched in sheer pleasure. Your legs, hooked around his hips, tightened around him and squashed him even closer to you.

While the sting of pain caused by the sudden intrusion was already fading away, you instinctively let your nails dig onto his shoulderblades, crescent moon marks appearing on his flesh like a tattoo. Smoothly, he witherdrew slowly from you warm channel, only to thrust back inside vigorously. A breathy moan was ripped from your throat, while you lolled your head back and exposed your neck to his vicious mouth. The snaps of his hips were something out of this world. Never in your life you had ever felt such a pleasure, such a passion and mastery among the bedsheets. Sosuke was greedy, grunting softly next to your ear, making sure you could feel him wholly.

Toes curling, you let your thoughts run free “Is that what Muken has done to you?” you asked him, only for Sosuke to wrap one of his hand around your throat, firmly, but not enough to hurt you.

“That’s what you did to me”.

The meaning behind his words was unknown to you. Did he mean he had longed for you for so long he had eventually lost his mind? However, you knew Sosuke enough to confidently say he did not care about anyone, or anything in this world except for himself. Maybe you were a whim he had finally satisfied, or maybe he was in denial upon ascertaining himself he was indeed touch-starved. He was smart, you were one-hundred percent sure he perfectly was aware of his own feelings and emotions. Admitting them out loud, though, was out of discussion.

When he felt your inner walls spasming around his cock, he gritted his teeth and sat back on his heels, hands sliding up your thighs and taking a hold of your ankles. Pushing your legs up, he buried himself into you until the hilt. The action stole the air from your lungs, as you just lied there, hips uncontrollably bucking up, while he pinned you down with a lustful glare.

“You should have not told me a fellow shinigami had fucked you before me” he rasped out, pausing only to give you a few rough thrusts that made you go in a frenzy.

This feeling, the way the tip of his cock bumped against your cervix, causing winces of pain to erupt from your throat should have been illegal. The pleasure, mingled to that numb pain, was too go to exist. All you could do was staring up at him, watching how his hips smoothly snapped upwards towards yours. His body was perfect, resembling one of those marble statues carved by a greek sculptor.

“I want him to see you struggling to walk, after you leave my quarters. I want him to smell me on your body, to taste my seed when he goes down on you and realizes you will not be satisfied ever again after me” he affirmed, nostrils flaring as he ravaged you at a breathtaking tempo.

His words ominously echoed in your head, as the face of Shuhei appeared before your eyes. You were not his girlfriend, you had never been, but you had promised him to talk about what you two might have had in the near future. If only he knew how you had spent the night and the early morning, he would have never looked at you the same way. Your fists clutched the white blankets at your sides tightly, a shameless moan leaving your lips as you felt him twitch into you. He was close and so were you. Stopping was pointless, by now. You had already made up your mind. You would have done what you did best, the very thing you had done with Shuhei: disappearing for a while. But could you really play your same old game with Sosuke? The way he now spread your legs wider, settling them onto his shoulders as he fucked you stupid, were suggesting you a different ending.

Sweat beaded his forehead as you tightened around him, earning a grunt from the man above you. The way he held you, the way he fucked you, it was possessive. The way he had expressed how much he would have liked to see Shuhei’s world crumble upon tasting his sperm into you spoke volumes. Then again, you refused to believe Sosuke was obsessed with you. No matter the deep conversations you two had had in the past, or the fact that he had saved your life more than once in Hueco Mundo.

You two were not meant to be.

You shuddered, you could feel his balls slapping against your ass, as he lunged over you and folded your body in half “Look at me. Look at me, while I make you come” he ordered, breath ragged as you stared deeply into his eye.

“It’s so fucking weird, Sosuke. — you stated, as his thrusts got sloppier — You… You craving my attention is not something I had forseen happening in my whole life”.

“Then it means you never paid attention to our interactions. That’s disappointing” he huskily replied, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Whatever. It’s not like I’ve ever cared about failing your expectations” you breathed out, before he reached his hand up and pushed his fingers into your mouth, forcing it open while he gave you a brutal thrust. And just like that, he spat into your mouth.

Your eyes grew round as his saliva slided over your tongue, his hand closing your mouth forcefully as he chased his orgasm with more urgency now. Degraded by the very man you had once hoped to destroy, you swallowed, too proud to belittle yourself with a row. Huffing, you just tugged at his hair harsher than you ever did, your eyes locked with his as you tightened around him and reached your climax with a strained moan.

Sosuke glared at you, before finally giving you a last thrust and finishing deep into your core. His warmth flooded in your gummy walls, your thighs quivering at the feeling, as he stayed still to make sure not a single drop was wasted. You were panting and he was too, when he slowly pulled out and proceeded to spread your labia to contemplate his work.

Still oversensitive, you flinched and tried to swat his hands away, but eventually you gave up, as he shot a cold glance at you.

“What’s your deal?” you queried, whilst he watched his cum ooze out of your core with sheer interest.

He smirked “Just wanted to carve in my mind the sight of my seed in your pussy, before you leave” he cooed, as you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. It was time to clean up and leave that room and the hellish man inhabiting it behind. As soon as possible.

Sitting up, you found the strength to push his hands off of you. Sosuke did not put up a fight this time, eyes merely following your movements as you attempted to stand up on your wobbly legs. Bending down, you collected your clothes from the floor and scowled at the thought of wearing them again, at least, until you could finally sneak back into your room at the Inn.

“Aren’t you going to gift me your underwear?” Sosuke spoke out from behind you, causing you to stop in your tracks.

“Excuse me?” you quipped, whipping your head back towards him.

“I thought it was a ‘human thing’ women did. — he casually replied, albeit you could tell he was clearly feigning ignorance to mess around with you — I saw it in a couple of movies”.

You scoffed, rolling your eyes at him on your way to the bathroom “Don’t be ridiculous. Still, I didn’t think you were the type to sniff them in the dead of the night”.

You had not anticipated his comeback, though. The smug grin on your face dropped as quickly as it had stretched your lips, upon hearing his words.

“I don’t need to sniff your thong to smell your pussy. — he declared calmly, cocking his head to the side as he eyed your body — If I want to eat you out, all I have to do is ask you to spread your legs and I know for sure you’d do it without hesitating” he bantered, causing you to mentally curse yourself and dash into the bathroom.

Sliding the door shut, you rested your forehead against the smooth wooden surface and closed your eyes. You had a talent. An incredible talent at screwing up your already chaotic and messed up life. Sosuke was right. Even though your rationality suggested you not to let him touch you ever again, you perfectly knew that, after what had happened between you two, you would have not been capable to push him away if he touched you. But this toxic attraction was not healthy. Sosuke had been poisoning you for years, gradually, drop after drop. You knew that too. Nevertheless, you had let him do that, feeding you that insatiable thirst for his venom until you had let him own every inch of your body in the most visceral way imaginable.

You hated yourself for having played with Shuhei, for having let your relationship sink. Not even the war was an excuse for what you had done. If you want someone, you fight for him, you ignore the adversities life throws at your face. Through pain and blood, you do anything you can to get them. But the real question was: did you want him as much as he wanted you?

Now, letting the warm water cascade over your naked body, fingers rubbing your scalp gently, you felt like a bubble in the wind, waiting for an angular rock to pop you and let you explode in your misery. You needed to leave this place, to leave Sosuke’s barracks, go back to your room in the Inn to collect your belongings and find Shuhei. After that, you could finally go back to your ordinary life in the World of the livings. Or so you thought. Washing away quickly any trace of your misconducts, you lost no time in hopping out of the cubicle and wrapping a towel around your body. Drying your hair at the best you could, you did the same with your body and put back your uniform, before taking a deep breath and going back to the bedroom. Upon entering, you were not shocked to spot a still very naked Sosuke sitting on the edge of the bed. A silky black dressing gown was draped over his shoulder, his lips grazing the rim of a cup of a tea as his right leg was crossed over the other.

He reminded you of a bohémien artist, at first. But he was anything but that. Passing by him, you grasped your zanpakuto and secured it on your hip. Then, you halted and clenched your fists down your sides nervously.

“That’s the end of the road for us, I guess” he spoke out, saving you from babbling out idiotic phrases you would have regretted on your way out of there.

“Yes, it is” you shortly mumbled, nodding your head imperceptibly.

“I see. — he replied, pausing just to settle the now empty cup on top of the nightstand — Let me say my goodbyes properly, then” he chimed again, standing up and approaching you.

You were frozen in place, unable to move as he grasped your chin delicately between his thumb and forefinger. His hot breath fanned your cheek, as his lips ghosted over the skin leisurely, sending waves of electricity through your veins “I keenly look forward to seeing you again” he whispered, before capturing your lips with his in a demanding kiss you could not refuse.

One last kiss, one last taste of his sinful lips as you reciprocated it, as you let his tongue invade your mouth and strip you of your last shred of dignity left in you.

When it ended, you flicked your gaze up to meet his. Your breath was labored, your heart thrumming against your ribcage so violently you thought it was going to break the bones and jump out of your chest. Breathless, you shook your head and slided the door behind you open rather clumsily.

The still cool air of the early morning nipped your skin, as you glanced at him from the porch one last time “See you” you mumbled, before sprinting down the same path you had drunkely taken yesterday night.

You could have used the flash-step to get to your destination faster, but your legs were still kind of numb. The dull, steady thump of your feet hitting the floorboards was the only audible sound accompanying you, as you tried to concentrate on your task: getting to the Inn as soon as possible. Cussing under your breath, you turned to the left to get to the staircase, but your head was so in the clouds you had not even been capable of detecting the strong and familiar reiatsu coming from the that direction.

Your nose colliding with a broad, hairy chest and your ass landing onto the floor were enough to halt your run. Groaning softly in pain, your gazed up to see who was the man you had bumped into, only to gawk at the sight of the Captain Commander himself. You blinked, ascertaining you were far from being still drunk. He was there, grinning down at you amusedly as he immediately offered his hand to you to get back on your feet. Shunsui Kyoraku, the kindest shinigami you had ever had the pleasure to meet.

“Isn’t it too early for you to be up?” you nervously chortled, taking a hold of his hand and getting back on your feet.

The man in front of you sighed, head turning to the side as he clicked his tongue “At least someone remembers I am not an early bird. Being the Captain Commander is harder than you could ever imagine” he stated, rubbing his chin listlessly.

Fixing your uniform, you smiled at him and glanced up at the sky. It was still early, definitely too early for your brother to be roaming down the streets. But you needed to make enough time to take care of the various issues caused by your tendency to gum up your efforts of living a peaceful life.

“And what about you? All alone, disheveled, black circles under your eyes, hickeys on your neck… — Shunsui noted casually, your eyes darting on him as your hand instictively gripped the collar of your uniform to tug it up to cover the bitemarks — I can only think about a thing, miss Kurosaki” he stated, blessing you with one of his characteristic smiles.

Fooling Shunsui Kyoraku, a man who lived the life of a laidback lothario, drunk most of the times, someone who had no qualms in showing the world how much of an hedonist he was, was the equivalent of dressing up as a clown and pretending not to work in circus. You were toasted, as a matter of fact, but you still tried to push your luck. There was nothing wrong with having sex with someone, right? And you probably did not even expect him, out of everyone you knew, to give you the speach. You were a grown up woman, living up to the idea you could make your own decisions, when it came down to your body.

“And you’d be right. I drank a little too much yesterday night and I loosened up” you stated casually, already trying to turn your back at him, vainly hoping you had washed away Sosuke’s reiatsu and that his chamber was not the only one located in that direction. But Shunsui was not naive.

As his hand latched around your wrist, stopping you, it was clear he had got the hint of what had happened “How was it? Did he hurt you?” he asked, a concerned undertone echoing in his words as you twirled around to face him again.

Cold sweat collected behind your neck, your breath hitching as you gaped and stammered a simple “Who?”.

“I’m not here to judge you. I’m the last person who could do that anyway. I just wanted to check on you” Shunsui explained, this time sounding serious. His single grey eye was looking straight into yours, showing empathy as his grip on your wrist loosened and you dropped your arm back down your side.

Why lying now?

“Shunsui, promise—” you started, warning him with a glacial glare in your eyes as you took a step closer to him, checking the area as if you were looking for a possible passer-by.

The Captain Commander smiled, lowering his hat over his head to shield himself from the sunlight “Your secret is safe with me” he said and, in that very moment, you trusted him. How could you not, after all?

Straightening your back, you huffed and leaned against the wall at your back. Your eyes downcast, as you eventually decided to confirm his suspicions “It was consensual, if that’s your concern and… He has been actually exceptionally kind to me. I fainted in front of his room and he brought me in. I don’t think I need to explain what happened next” you replied, cheeks heating up, as you reminisced the actions that had led you to moan Sosuke’s name, as if your life depended on it.

If you closed your eyes, you could still feel his touch lingering on your skin, smell his cologne as he held you close to his body. But it was wrong and, now that the thrill had expired, you had no reason to think about it ever again.

Shunsui nodded, folding his arms against his chest “You know, it’s actually funny how the first person he talked about when I unsealed him was you. He was awfully concerned about your whereabouts”.

His words piqued your interest this time, your brows furrowing as you tilted your head to the side, inviting him to go on with his narration. After being unsealed, the first person that came to his mind was yours. Why? What did he want from you? Except for your body, obviously.

“What?” you quizzically asked him.

“That’s right. He wanted to know if you were alright. He told me he had sensed your reiatsu getting feeble. He wondered what had happened to you, but he obviously did not give away to me too much of his mind. I think I know why he was so invested into you now… — Shunsui said, scratching his stubble, as he eyed you up and down with a thoughtful gaze that did not promsie anything good — Which is giving me ideas”.

You blinked a few times, mostly puzzled by the informations you had just received by the former Captain of the Eight Division. Sosuke had sensed you had gotten badly injured and he had gone to the extent of asking Shunsui about your well-being. What was going on inside his mind was a mystery you were not capable of figuring out. Not yet, not even in the vulnerable state you had seemingly seen him at that morning. His solitude and his yearn for human touch were getting the best of him, even if he strived to carefully hide the truth.

“Ideas? I know that face and I really have no time to put up with your shit” you jabbed your finger at the man, arching an eyebrow up expectantly.

Shunsui, however, had already made up his mind. While he smiled at you, he did not reconsider even for a second his decision “Well, you can go to pack your stuff and say your goodbyes for now. But, unfortunately, I need your help with our special threat” he stated, earning a resentful look from your behalf.

He needed what now? Your help with who? With the very person you were avoiding to meet ever again? You thought he was jesting, at first, but when he did not join your soft chuckle, you realized he was serious and your smile dropped from your face instantly.

“Whatever you are thinking about, erase me from the list of people involved in your plan” you flatly said, but Shunsui shook his head.

“Ah, my dear Y/N, I am afraid I can’t. Not when you are the only person in the whole world he does not completely despise. Also… Come on, you guys are pretty close now” he started, subtly smirking as you stared at him horrified.

“Shunsui—”.

“I need someone to watch over him and…”.

“Awesome, ask someone—”.

“…You are going to let him live rent free in your house”.

“What?!” you snapped, colors draining from your face as you clasped your hand over your mouth in shock. You could not believe what you had just heard him saying. He was out of his mind, clearly.

But the moment you both sensed a powerful and tremendously strong reiatsu raining down on you, Shunsui chuckled and you had no other choice but to come to terms with the fact that you could not abandon your friend like that. Gritting your teeth, you stood back up and your eyes met with Sosuke’s ones. Fully dressed, he was standing a few feet away from Shunsui and you, his appearence radiating a sense of superiority that almost nauseated you.

“It’s rude to talk about people behind their backs. — Sosuke chided you both, as Shunsui huffed at his remark — Care to tell me what’s the deal with you two?” he asked you, his gaze lingering on you for way longer than you expected.

Shunsui raised his hands apologetically, taking a single step closer to Sosuke, his tone of voice uncharacteristically serious “How does it sound sharing a roof with this beautiful girl, Aizen-san?”.

And, God, the way Sosuke’s eye gleamed in mischief upon hearing those words was enough to make you realize how bad your situation was.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Here we are with the third part. The things I have planned for this one are scrumptious, I promise!❤️ Hit me with a feedback, if you want! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated!

Until next,

X O X O

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[bigjumpervibes]

"I like that look... Those eyes seem like… The eyes of a man who’s awake for the first time in a hundred years, Shinji Hirako"

👑 Shinji b-day! 👑

May we all enjoy some funky music and have a good hair day ✨

I based this on the painting The Fallen Angel by Alexandre Cabanel because I really like it, and used Shinji’s appearance during the fight with Aizen, instead of wings and angels in the background I decided to throw some elements of spiritual pressure.

Below are two more versions I liked and struggled to chose from, plus the references.

More Shinji:

References:

[saltysatellite804]

I just came up with my best Aizen backstory theory yet. I got really excited when I did. Holy crap.

(Readmore to put spoiler stuff below it)

I think the biggest thing fueling my idea is the best clue we have to his backstory: when he talks (okay, yells) about the Soul King while being sealed and Kisuke realized he's seen it.

Okay so my theory is this: for some reason, Squad Zero had Aizen in training at a very young age. I haven't really decided why yet. He had some purpose within 0 that he was being prepared for. Or perhaps they already knew about his insane levels of spirit energy and decided to deal with it personally.

Then I think they finally let him see the Soul King and it all went to shit. Something in him totally rebelled seeing the mutilated body. He lost it. This is even worse considering I think he is still a child at this point.

After, I picture he was literally cast from the palace. "The fall will kill him" type of thing.

But. It didn't.

And now you have a fallen angel metaphor (this is totally my opinion but I always got that sense from his fusions?). After, his very goal, personhood, attitude? All a result of wanting to correct what he witnessed and experienced. To me, now everything he does makes a lot of sense. Squad 0 is very callous with souls to begin with. Why do they call Aizen evil for doing the same? No, they call him evil for not agreeing with them.

Other hints:

Aizen being crazy overpowered in general.

Aizen being very confident about "how gods are made".

Aizen nearly has a heart attack when he hears of Hikifune's promotion to Squad 0.

Aizen apparently accessed info on how to reach the Soul Palace in the archives. But where did he even get the idea to look for it?

Squad Zero having a lot of vitriol for a man they've apparently never even seen in person. (They just seem familiar with him)

Oetsu commenting on Aizen using a technique similar to his when creating White.

Aizen could have learned his cunning from Ichibe.

Aizen having the worst case of petty bitch disease known to humankind (okay this isnt really a hint I just wanted to talk about it lol).

Aizen already being aware of the possibility of hollowfication. Honestly, most of this is him being aware of a lot of shit you don't expect.

(I might come up with more hints later)

And of course his whole speech on betrayal. If he were cast out for being outraged about the state of the Soul King, imagine the betrayal he felt that they'd kill him for it. Jaded this man.

Edited to add another hint I remembered: When he talks about no one being able to understand his "true nature".

[deivorous]

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez - Fallen Angel - Cleric of Aizen (Trickery Domain)

He's a little fucked up, but he mostly means bad. Aizen isn't even a real god (not that Grimmjow knows) - so it's hard to say if Grimmjow's clerical magic is nearly as potent as it should be, but he hits hard and fast enough with his own blade that it hardly seems to matter.

The guardian takes the face of his god - which is absolutely infuriating... But very effective.

[yandere-foods]

14, 16, 37 for Orochi and/or Aizen? 😳 Please and thank you!

Both, both is good

Just to cover my ass, possible NON-CON in Aizen's bit for number 16.

Orichi

14 what's something that would please them: Complete obedience, no questions asked I mean he was a prince and he strikes me as a traditionalist, so he wants an obedient docile lover by his side.

16 what's something that's an instant turn on for them: Ooohhhh boy were going there. Well putting obedience aside, seeing his lover naked. Just them in their natural glory, no clothes, no makeup or jewelry just them. That's why he loves to watch his darling shower or bathe. 9/10 times he will join them and depending if he's in a soft or lustful mood depends on how long the bath or shower will be.

37 best way to calm them down: play with his hair, sit on his lap and just run your fingers through it. Scratch his scalp lightly and he'll make some lovely sounds, pull his hair just right and your in for a long night.

Aizen

14 what's something that would please them: taming a feisty darling, this man loves a good challenge and fight. Nothing pleases him more than finally getting his feisty darling to submit to him.

16 what's an instant turn on for them. This may sound weird but a good chase, he loves hunting his darling down. His darling is sweaty and panting when he pins them to the ground he's not angry they tried to run, he's excited. Side note if you look up at him and growl, hiss, cuss, or anything like that your not going to piss him off your just gonna make him hornier.

37 what's the best way to calm them down: get him drunk. He's a lot more calm when he's drunk. Also if you want calm sex, or just cuddles that would be the time.

[fuckyeahfoodfantasy]

looking at the ask we need so much more wlw ships tbh... and ones that aren't made for the sake of diversity but are entertaining and actually fit. also fallen angel ships! haven't seen any of those and I want to! heck it, why not go all the way with wlw FA ships, eh?

damn ma you right!!!

tbh i do like bulimia with uke mochi and i like to think of queen conch and leafy sea queen as friends with benefits (not sure how jellyfish adds up in here but I’m sure they have monthly tea sessions with each other) i can’t seem to find my old edits of them unfortunately, but if I were to make more content for them, I think I would need some clearer guidelines on what exactly fallen angels are? because with orochi and spectra it seems like it’s only an individual, while with leafy sea queen and aizen, they seem to be more like a type??? 

shakes gates..... dark funtoy show me the forbidden fallen angel lore so i can write gay shit.....

[ma-worm]

Funtoy please, I’m begging you, stop tormenting us with all sorts of bs and bad writing and please, please just let us be friends with the fallen.  Not just for the monster fuckers, although they are valid, but for everyone. I just wanna give them love. If they can help us fight they should be allowed to be our friends.

Also fallen angel voice lines, please.

[byakutess]

[food-fantasy-souls]

Child Fallen Angel Headcanons!

It was a sudden but cute thought that occurred to me while hatching some embryos in the game ^^

Still gotta make Pranja Hcs for this, I’m just not functioning enough to think of any X3

-Soul/Fallen Angel embryo purification pretty much tells all on what happens, only the embryos hatch like eggs.

-Purified Angels start out the size of todders, even ones like Orochi and Inguami, and are like young kids but not as troublesome as they are much tamer than wild fallen angels and less prone to some child antics, and it takes a year for them to reach maturity and full size.

-They develop a maternal bond with the person who purified them, seeing them as a mentor figure and the person's food souls as brothers, sisters or even parental figures.

-Freshly hatched Nekomatas generally jump and cling onto the first person they see, climbing onto their back with childish giggles.

-Warning to those who have hatched Tsuchigumos or want to, uh... They go through HUGE and very sudden growth spurts without warning, so have a huge open room for them to live in so they don't break anything when these growth spurts occur.

-Young Inugamis want cuddles a lot, they will often bug someone until they get the cuddles they want, poor bbys need all the love and care they can get.

-Expect to trip on Orochis' strings a lot once they start practicing their powers, cause they will be EVERYWHERE.

-Once they reach maturity, they can link themselves to their maternal figure's food souls to lend them boosts in battle, which can be many kinds of effects especially if the food soul in question is one the angel likes.

-Conchis can be a bit troublesome to raise, simply because they can accidentally poke people with their shells which they hold a lot of the time out of habit, so it's generally a good idea to have them hold like plushies in their hands.

-Specters are also a little hard to raise, but that's simply because they love scaring the crap out of others by jumping into view or suddenly appearing in your face with the most mischievous grins anyone can have. They eventually grow out of this, for the most part, just be wary of them suddenly getting the urge to scare you later on.

-Spectras often need little bags on a belt to keep their knives in, the poor things lose them way too easily and often end up running to their maternal figures begging for help finding them.

-Oh god, keep Aizens FAR AWAY from any alcohol, they have a bloody sixth sense in finding it if it's nearby.

-Expect Aizens to find and if it's full empty any pots they can find, they love hiding in them like cats and rolling on them. (Wave bye bye to any plants you might have X3)

-Bulminas and Uke Mochis tend to put anything into their mouths, especially Uke Mochis, they have fricken black HOLES for stomachs and are often going for midnight snacks at night!

-Queen Conchs are generally really shy for a while and will hide in their shells around strangers, just ploping on the ground and hiding under their shells or disappearing into them like a crab.

-Amazakes love holding soft things like those little fuzzy keychain balls or cats/kittens, so they pair up well with a MA who has Sanma who is a cat magnet.

-It is generally a good idea to either keep the young angels away from the main restaurant parts of the building like the dining areas or put up a sign warning customers you have purified angels helping you out or are raising them so they might show up in the dining area.

-Expect a huge cuddle pile if you put a lot of angels in the same bedroom, they will legit push their beds together and then just end up in a massive cuddle pile while one goes about covering everyone with blankets before snuggling into the cuddle pile.

-Speaking of cuddle piles, Inugamis, Nekomatas, and Conchis will join Escargot in napping if they find him asleep, just draping themselves over him or curling up next to him. Some Inugamis have actually picked up his habit of sleeping anywhere and often carry a pillow with them as a result.

-Make no mistake, young they may be, they can and will fight if needed no matter how clumsy they might be, often being the first ones to respond to a dine and dash customer if they catch a whiff of the scent fallen give off when disguised as a human. Most people often leave their restaurant in their angels hands if they're going somewhere with all their food souls, and it's definitely funny when robbers come face to face with Tsuchigumos and other such fallen who are not happy to see intruders X3

(Thank JankedArtist on Discord for these next two! Let me know if I should remove these!)

-Amazakes can often be seen following either their favorite food soul(s) or the food soul's MA like a puppy. Because of this, they become attached to them and constantly worry when they are doing something dangerous.

-Amazakes are very sensitive to temperature changes so they will find a place that has room temperature. If it's too hot or cold, they either move somewhere else or start crying because of how cold/hot is for them.

[criminaldoenjangjjigae]

Here's the already completed painting of Aizen and Amazake. It was done back in November, so excuse the quality.

[pufferlich]

Food Fantasy fandom, please reblog this with your favorite Fallen Angel embryo in the tags.

Those things are cute and even I can't deny it.

[ffaizen]

Aizen Headcanons

Might as well live up to my blog name here and talk about my favorite fallen.

The Fallen Angel category as a whole:

There is only one ‘true’ Aizen. He was the first one to ever come about and he’s 100s of years old.

There are other beings similar to him but he’s the top dog out of all of them.

The idea that the species as a whole is called ‘Aizen’ is a bit of a lie. There are different names from locals depending on where you are. Sakurajima natives often call them Sake Oni and in the Light Kingdom they are often called Drunk Devils.

They can either be an amalgamation of souls giving way to one creature, or one especially strong willed/suffering soul that becomes it.

Aizen looks like the one we see in the games, the others come in all sorts of appearances and genders (often resembling the person or persons they were before death). Some of them even go by the names they have before they died.

Traits that they all have in common is that they possess horns, keep jars of booze with them, have some kind of serpentine tail and scales, and use fire attacks when fighting.

The colors of the flames they use vary from individual to individual. From white to black and everything in between. The older they are the darker in color their flames become.

They actually have the highest body temps out of any fallen angel with an average internal body temp of 108°F/42°C, which is something not many people assume because of their serpentine features. This is why they tend to dress lightly.

The scales on their tails normally aren’t razor sharp (otherwise they would constantly end up cutting themselves) but for offensive purposes they can turn as sharp as knives and even grow in length temporarily.

Some will keep their nails sharp and long, others will keep them filed down somehow. It all depends on how careless they are.

Their temperments vary drastically in comparison to other Fallen Angels. Some of them are violent and animalistic while others are very civil towards humans so long as their territory isn’t threatened.

Some of them will actually look over human settlements in exchange for plenty of alcohol.

The only reason their threat index is so high is because when they do pose a threat they pose a big one. They can be friendly but that doesn’t mean they aren’t still violent and powerful creatures.

Their diets consist of alcohol and cooked meat/fish (though some will eat it raw if they are hungry enough). You won’t see them eating fruits or veggies very often by itself though they will add them to meat for seasoning.

Aizen as an individual:

Aizen is probably the most chill member of his species that you will encounter, after being alive for so long he’s more interested in just staying in his own lane and indulging in his own pleasures.

He was born from the spirit of a noble man who struggled with a severe alcohol addiction after the death of his family. When he died he absorbed power from other dead souls from his grave and rose to be become the Fallen Angel he is now. He has no recollection of his past life.

Prefers not to fight unless he, his territory, or his Amazake are threatened.

He sees bloodshed as a bit of a mood killer honestly.

He can create Amazake from lesser dead souls (they become the little embryo first and then the Amazake within a few days) and he sees them as his children. They have the mentality of children too, which is why they are so damn picky and fickle. He lovingly refers to them as his ‘little ones’.

His Amazake look similar but have differences between them that makes it easy to tell them apart (Prajna are actually the only evolved fallens that all look exactly alike actually)

Aizen will migrate throughout the Light Kingdom and Sakurajima to find places that are the right temperature and climate to keep his Amazakes happy.

He has caves in both places where he will stay during the winter months and whenever he feels like it. They are very large deep caves that are lavishly decorated. When he’s away from them he will seal them off to keep humans, other fallens, and wild animals from discovering them.

He never goes to Nevras because it’s too fucking cold. Because of this he hasn’t seen too many Spectra or Specters before.

He absolutely despises Uke Mochi and sees them as disgusting, stupid, ugly abominations. If he sees one he will try to fight and kill it. One big reason he hates them so much is because they attack and kill his Amazake and that really pisses him off.

He lost the broken part of his horn in a fight with an Enhanced one. It’s really sensitive to the touch now.

He doesn’t mind humans at all and sees them as entertaining creatures, especially Master Attendants.

He usually stays far away from human towns though unless he wants booze.

He stands at 6’7 normally (tail not included which adds another two-three feet to his body length) but he can grow taller at will in order to fight. His maximum size is 18 feet tall (again without tail). Changing his size burns a lot of energy though so he will be left with a massive thirst/hunger afterwards. This is notably something that other members of his species cannot do.

He can be very snarky when he wants to be, especially when it comes to interacting with the alpha Queen Conch and Inugami.

He always has at least two jugs of alchol on his being at any given time if he’s on the move. If he’s resting he will be surrounded by more than that.

It’s actually fairly rare to find him completely smash drunk because it can dull his senses and he prefers to stay on his toes when he can.

Speaking of toes you will never catch him wearing shoes.

He loves silk. His clothes are made out of it.

Won’t curse if his Amazake’s are in earshot because he wants to set ‘a good example’.

Is a polyglot and can speak just about any language fluently.

[godless-crownless-king]

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