#probably gets bazzed

[gabelew]

I don't have anything new, but I remembered i never posted this Exceptionally Tired Bazz here. So here he is! Being tired. Under the main boardwalks of the Domain for a change.

[swan2swan]

Anyway, that episode was...I dunno.

I dunno if it was soured because I know about the animation studio issues (MAPPA is apparently The Worst with this), or if it was because the animation had some very obvious "yeah we rushed this to make it look cool" (again...probably spoiled by that), or if it was just that...two really strong dudes fought in the middle of the city. Again.

The beast Sukuna was fighting (one of the most annoying ships in animation history) was definitely a Big Scary Creature with a lot of hype, but after the sixth minute it just started to drag, even with all the exciting angles and stuff. It was fun to watch, don't get me wrong! But seeing all of this Ultimate Power go off didn't have emotional weight.

It did, however, tire Sukuna out and bring back Itadori, so I can't complain about it not furthering the plot. I get the purpose. It wore him out, it saved the day. Huzzah!

But...it wasn't as cool as the last episode with the Jogo fight.

[satsugacafe]

hi ♡

can I aske about the bleach men reacting to their s/o getting into a fight for them and winning. probably some idiot was badmouthing the bleach men and their s/o 'handled' everything.

thanks in advance ♡

A/N: Oh gosh, this would be a sight to behold. Most of them would be cheering you on lol.

Visibly entertained and turned on by your boldness. Highly smug as they watched you win. They’d tease you playfully afterward, maybe telling you things like, “Didn’t know you were that feisty” or “You looked hot doing that.” They're proud, definitely turned on, and probably already planning a reward for you later.

— Shunsui, Grimmjow, Askin, Kisuke, Bazz-B, Shinji, Kenpachi, Renji

They wouldn’t make a huge show of it, but you’d see the pride in their eyes. A small smile, maybe a nod, and later they’d let you know how much they appreciated you standing up for them—even if they usually handle things themselves.

— Starrk, Ichigo, Kira, Hisagi

They’d be proud you won, but lowkey irritated that you had to step in at all. Expect a lecture about not risking yourself—even if you clearly handled it. Their protectiveness flares up when it comes to you, even if they secretly enjoyed watching you fight.

— Toshiro, Uryu, Byakuya, Ryuken, Jushiro

They’d be delighted in their own way, smirking like the bastard just got what they deserved. They’d see it as you defending what’s theirs—or rather, who is theirs. Expect a quiet intensity, maybe a hand on your back or a whisper in your ear, telling you how well you did—and how they’ll be showing you their appreciation later.

— Yhwach, Jugram, Aizen, Ulquiorra, Gin

[muzansfangs]

🥹

I may or may not have recently fallen for Bazz-B? Help

Curious fingers.

Starring: Bazz-B x f!reader;

Format: drabble;

Warnings: nsfw, vaginal fingering, language, mention to squirting, rough make out session, gagging, semi-public sex, manhandling, clit edging, slut shaming, casual hook-up, the reader is a quincy as well;

Plot: He had caught you staring at him. You were clearly sending him a message, you wanted him. He was right, indeed, you craved him. Specifically, though, you wanted to feel the way he could use his skilful fingers on you. A man who fought with them could surely help you ride out powerful orgasms.

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“Are you done eye-fucking me?” he arrogantly asked you, one of his gloved hands pinning you to the wall by your shoulder, fingers digging onto your flesh through your uniform. You should have seen it coming from miles away. Pulling the right strings to make him snap had been pretty easy and you really were in no position to complain, obviously. Your hot-headed colleague had fallen straight into your trap, albeit he was probably still convinced he had the upper hand.

Everything was going according to your plan.

You arched your eyebrow, defiantly raising your chin “I have no idea of what you’re talking about” you replied casually, back flattened against the polished marble surface behind you.

Bazzard scoffed, clearly not buying your words. You had a certain reputation, after all. When you wanted something, you did anything in your power to obtain it. He was fed up with you and the little game you had started a few weeks ago. Staring at him intently, sparring with your degenerated group of friends in his proximity wearing that scanty skirt, spreading your legs enough to grant him a clear view of your underwear while sitting across from him. You were sending him a message and he was no one to bite the hand that was feeding him.

He grasped your jaw roughly with his free hand, nose brushing against yours as his upper lip twitched “Oh, save that attitude for some other idiot. — he stated, watching you grin at him as he squeezed your cheeks — If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask for it” he said, abruptly letting go of your face and capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

You inhaled sharply through your nostrils, hands gripping the collar of his uniform to pull him closer to you. Messily, sloppily, you kissed him back. His knee ungraciously spread your legs, your teeth nipping at his bottom lip to gain back some command. He groaned, eye opening to check the area around you two. The castle was mazy and intricate enough to get lost and nearly no one knew this deserted wing anyway.

What a pity, though. Bazz was certainly the type who would have loved to have his comrades talk about his disreputable habits. Also, you probably deserved to experience some shame.

“I don’t want your dick, Bazz” you eventually spluttered, hand shoving him back by his chest.

His breath was ragged, his tongue darting out to lap at his bruised lip. Your words took him aback, head cocking to the side in sheer curiousity “Really? Then what are you after? If you are into some other shit you could ask—”.

“Your fingers. — you interrupted him, lolling your head back against the wall — Can you make me come with them?” you challenged him, causing the man in front of you to chuckle and take a step closer to you.

Now you had his attention. Hands riding up your skirt, he tugged the thin material covering your intimacy to the side. The sound of a few seams being ripped made you flinch, shivers running down your spine as he clicked his tongue “Look at you. So this is what you wanted, huh? Kinky bitch, let’s see what I can do then” he commented, amused by your request and the length you had gone to just to achieve your goal.

You scrunched up your nose, hooking your leg around his hip to yank him closer to you and anchor yourself “Have you ever made someone squirt?” you provoked him again, only for him to bring his hand to his mouth and bite onyo the fabric of his glove, tugging at it with his fingers to remove it.

Arousal pooled between your legs, mouth gaping, but soon your found yourself biting onto the black material as he stuffed your mouth with it.

“Nasty, aren’t you? I don’t wanna hear you yap any longer” he rasped out, digits gliding over your heat and playing with your folds with expertise.

You let out a muffled whine, hands gripping the collar of his shirt hard, whilst your hips moved in sync with his movements. The friction was delicious, just like the way he slipped his forefinger and middle finger deep into your core. You furrowed your brows, walls squeezing his fingers perfectly, as you watched him grinning down at you mockingly.

“Already dripping! I’ll have to tell Haschwalth about it! Good, fuckin’ good” he taunted you, before his thumb began to draw slow circles over your throbbing clitoris.

Sweat beaded your forehead, head lolling back against the wall as you let out guttural moans, distorted by the glove in your mouth. Salive dribbled down your chin, while your eyes burned in desire. You wanted more, you needed more and he was taking his sweet time with you.

When he shover a third finger into you, the stretch made your knees buckle, causing him to remove them all at ones and help you back onto your feet. Grasping your ankle, he settled it on the top of his shoulder and let his hand find your clitoris again “Ah-ah, can’t handle it, huh? Then I’ll edge you until you will weep and cry so hard your friends will come to check on you. How does it sound, huh?” Bazz asked you, a strangled whine leaving your throat as you closed your eyes.

Well, as long as he was going to play with your pussy, you could endure that.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! Here’s one of the two Bazz thrists I had in my inbox. I mean, it’s my first time writing for him and I hope this hasn’t turned out to be a huge mess. Anyway, likes, comments and reposts are greatly appreciated!

x o x o

[thehypnone]

Give me the weird silicone noise fic I’m begging!!!

I couldn't help myself and not write it right away... well, here's the original idea and one and two additional ones that I took and weaved together and turned into this little ficlet. I recall @sphylor @kroas-adtam @revengeghoulette @moldycantaloupe and @jazz-bazz being particularly interested in this, hence the tags. no nose riding itself in here, but I do hope you enjoy

edit: I remembered this ficlet from a while ago, y'all can treat it as a loose continuation of this one

Dewdrop didn’t even dare hope he would get away with it. Nothing stays a secret in the ghouls’ den and certainly nothing related to sex.

It’s his own fault, really.

For months he used to rely on his imagination alone, fucking his own fingers or a toy in and out of his cunt as he thought about it. After a while he caved in and made his purchase, probably the stupidest thing he’s ever bought.

But it worked well enough and so for another few weeks he took care of his sinful thoughts by riding a fucking silicone nose. Not the weirdest fantasy he’s heard of or indulged in, but every single time he takes that thing out from his toy box, shame burns through his core.

He used to fall to temptation only where he was absolutely sure no one would interrupt him; the main rule was Rain being out of the den. One unfortunate time, though, Dewdrop is sure he’s being teased on purpose.

For some mysterious reason, Rain decided to wear his helmet and balaclava to the rehearsal, without painting his nose black. Of course, why would he, but why would he wear his gear in the first place, if not to condemn the fire ghoul to two hours of walking around with a pool of slick in his underwear?

Still, Dewdrop doubts he knows. The real mistake was him getting down to business right after the rehearsal. He was in such a rush he didn’t even care to lock his door.

He regrets his carelessness immensely as Rain stares him down with comical disbelief in his eyes and a growing smirk.

“It’s not what it looks like–” the poor fire ghoul pants, not moving off of his toy. He’s both trying to hide it and for his pleasure not to end. Lucifer only knows how big of a slut Dewdrop is for some humiliation.

“Is it now?” Rain scoffs. The look in his eyes, the way he stands there, his voice…Dewdrop knows what version of his mate he’s getting and, frankly, he’s as terrified as he’s excited. “Seems to me like you’ve been grinding your pretty cunt against a fake nose. Moaning and whimpering my name, all the while.”

“I–I’m–”

“Oh, shut it,” the water ghoul chuckles, waving an elegant hand in the air; a mimicry of one of his favorite stunts when they play live. He approaches to stand right over the impossibly flustered Dewdrop and looks down at him, his expression an image of condescension. The fire ghoul can’t bear it; he hangs his head and curls in on himself. If he manages a little roll of his hips against the thing he’s still sitting on…well, that’s for him to know and for Rain to laugh about. “Pathetic.”

It’s hard not to agree.

Rain gets on the bed and makes himself comfortable against the headboard, with his arms folded under his head. He doesn’t speak or move for a while and it’s only Dewdrop’s desperation that breaks the silence.

“Rainy, please, I just–”

“Just what, you whore?” the water ghoul growls and Dewdrop curls in on himself even more. “Such a slut you can’t help but sexualize even the least sexual pieces of me, are you not?”

The fire ghoul doesn’t answer.

“I asked you a question.”

“Yes, I–I do. I am,” Dewdrop stammers out. He can’t see him—staring pointedly at a mole on his thigh—but Rain’s cruel smile grows.

“Move,” he orders. Dewdrop couldn’t disobey under his heavy stare even if he wanted to. He lifts his hips and scoots backwards, leaving the silicone nose laying soaked between his thighs. “Give it to me.”

The fire ghoul cries out in shame before lifting it with a shaky hand and extending it for his mate to grab.

“Disgusting,” Rain scoffs as slick covers his palm. He shakes his head before throwing that wretched piece of silicone across the room. They’ll worry about it later. “You should’ve come to me. Asked for the real thing.”

Finally, Dewdrop lifts his head with a confused and terrified look.

“Yeah, I would’ve let you,” the water ghoul admits, “I love you so much, you know I would do anything for you.”

“I…I’m sorry, I didn’t think–”

“No, you didn’t,” Rain sighs as he finally shifts. He scoots down to lay down more than sit. “Now you’ll have to show me what it is that you’ve really been up to.”

“Oh…oh no, Rainy, I won’t–”

“Yes, you will. Come here,” he orders and Dewdrop lets out a dry sob as he crawls over. Rain digs his long fingers into his pale thighs and manhandles the fire ghoul to straddle him.

He shakes the entire time and can’t help a wanton moan that rips itself out of him when Rain scrunches his nose at him.

“Come on, baby,” he grins from in between Dewdrop’s legs, “take a seat.”

[this-is-my-world-beware]

More jugobazz and ivantill thoughts.

So one thing that intrigues me about these ships is the EYES! The look in Ivan and Jugram’s eyes because of Till and Bazz. And the different meanings/causes of it!

For Jugram, their eyes were blank when they first met Bazz, reflecting how they’re a child with little self esteem and little will to do anything for themselves, and live under the pressure of their uncle.

Even so, Jugram doesn’t actually make any attempt to leave the conversation, taking the time to explain they don’t have any friends, and asking Bazz to not call them Jugo, which makes me think despite whatever warning their uncle gave them, Jugram was happy to finally have someone to talk to. It isn’t until Bazz presses him on what his uncle calls him Jugram seems to think about their uncle again, which makes them tell Bazz to leave him alone so he can catch a rabbit, surely because if he didn’t he’d be punished by his uncle.

But after Bazz throws the rabbit, his button, and tells Jugram he’ll take him under his wing and most importantly, don’t worry about what the grown ups say, Jugram’s eyes get a soft, very touched look to them.

It’s probably the first time in Jugram’s memory that someone offered to care for him, teach him, and offer him a place at their side as the strongest Quincy. And it’s clear by the look in his eyes this moment is what will shape his future, especially with his uncle dead after Yhwach arrived at their homeland. Bazz was the first to offer Jugram something to hold on to for support and companionship, so he devoted his life to supporting Bazz’s goal to defeat Yhwach, because Bazz was his reason to keep existing in a world he had no other connections to. He’s only ever have such a touched look in his eyes some time later, in a much more questionable context, by Yhwach’s request.

For Ivan, the situation is slightly different. He too had no clear relationship with his emotions but after surviving in the slums until he found himself in Anakt Garden. So seeing a child like Till, incredibly expressive about his feelings, must have intrigued him enough to follow him where he and Mizi were faced with a wagyein guard.

But there is something that amazed Ivan before Till. The meteor shower, a common theme in his expression of affection for Till.

While being held over a building, Ivan took more notice of the stars that seemed so brilliant in the darkness of the night sky. So much more brilliant than him, perhaps, in his mind. And what I notice most is the red in his eyes, a symbol of the depth of his admiration for something, and later someone.

As Paratise implies, the moment Ivan fell in love with Till is seeing him have the courage to stand up against the guard. His courage, an expression of how brave and warm Till is despite his outside appearance, inspired Ivan like the meteor shower did by his brilliant it looked to see someone be so expressive in a world where humans are pets and have no say over their lives. The meteor shower is reflected in his eyes seeing Till so alive, unlike him. It inspired him to change, just slightly too, in a world he’d be better off going on quietly as he always did before.

The look of admiration in Ivan’s eyes represents what will be Ivan’s future: observing Till, noticing how gentle and sweet Till is at heart, even if it’s solely shown to Mizi, and loving that as much as he loves the complicated and rough relationship he had with Till. Really, as Paratise says, Ivan loved knowing Till’s sharper edges. It was a sight solely for him, seeing Till’s reaction to his provocations. But Ivan’s lack of care for his own person had him fail to see in Till how much he cared about Ivan too, which left Ivan the same hypocrite he accused Sua of being.

[brittscafe]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐳𝐳

Pairing: Bazz B x female reader.

Summary: Bazz B gets a hand massage from his girlfriend and decides to show her just how good he is with his fingers.

Request: Heyooooo! Hope you are doing well! Can I please get a scenario for my hot fire rooster, Bazz-B? I don’t see many T-T One where he could be angrily ranting to his girlfriend reader about something(I imagine it happens often lol), and while he does that, reader would sneakily start messing with his hands to calm him down and get him to stop? Like touching them, massaging them, removing his gloves, kissing his fingers and so on? Maybe starting cute/gentle and probably getting gradually sexy? He would try to stay mad cuz reader isn’t really listening to his looong ass rant but can’t. He would probably become a bit of a blushing mess because it would be sweet but a huge turn on for him. Could go into full blown sexy times, but that’s up to you ;) Just had the random thought the other day since he always claims to be good with his fingers lmao. So I would love to see what you come up with if you feel up for it. Thanks and love your work! P.S: I really like this whole anon emoji thing so can I claim either ❤️‍🔥 or 🔥? Cuz expect to hear from me often….. if it’s not a problem. 😅

A/n: Omggg heyy <3 Feel free to claim ❤️‍🔥 I honestly think Bazz is sooo hot, it's insane.

Content: Smut, Bazz B being a little bit of a hothead, fingering, cursing.

Ko-fi link (anything is appreciated <3)

The bedroom door slams open and you perk your head up. Your boyfriend, Bazz B comes marching into the room. His fists are clenched and his nostrils are flared.

"That stupid idiot! You know, sometimes I wonder just how they could be so insanely stupid!" Bazz scoffs out, shaking his head in denial.

"Awww, tell me more," you encourage him and he continues onto his long rant. He's spewing out words, left and right, but they go through right your eardrums.

Your eyes glance down at his gloved hands, clenched at his side and you reach out.

"Oh...uh huh," you nod your head, grabbing onto his hands and starting to massage them. Bazz doesn't even notice as he angrily rants on, his voice filling the room.

"Hey...you're not even listening," he speaks sternly, catching your attention. You gaze up at him, slowly taking off his gloves and tossing them aside.

"No, I am. Keep on going," you assure him, shooting him a sly smile.

He lets out a tiny sigh and cocks an eyebrow, pondering for a minute before going back to his rant. You bring his hands up to your lips and shower them in soft kisses.

Bazz stops in the middle of his sentence, stuttering as his cheeks turn a slight pink.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he asks, glaring down at you. You shrug your shoulders.

"Nothing," you reply innocently.

"Well...I just thought you could show me how good you are with your fingers since you claim to be, but oh well," you tease him, letting out a tiny, playful sigh.

Bazz's whole expression changes from hearing your words. A grin tugs along his face and he lets out a chuckle that sends a shiver down your spine.

"Yeah? Does somebody want me to show them how good I am with my fingers and how good I can make them feel?" Bazz asks, his voice low and raspy.

Your heart thuds against your chest and you nod your head. Bazz wastes no time, tugging down your pants and underwear. His fingers wrap around your underwear, gazing at the large wet spot on them.

He lets out a tiny chuckle and tosses them aside. "Look at that, pretty girl. You're so wet for me already, aren't you?" he asks, his voice deep and sending a chill down your spine.

He places his pointer finger on your clit and you inhale sharply. Even the slightest touch has got you jumping. Bazz takes notice of your reaction and replaces his pointer finger with his thumb, rubbing your clit.

You wrap your fingers around the bedsheets squeezing them as pleasure starts to tingle your body. Bazz smirks and a gleam overtakes his eyes.

"Somebody's very sensitive," he teases you, fingers brushing against your wet folds.

"Stop teasing me," you breathe out, almost begging him. The look inside of Bazz's eyes changes and they darken in a way. The room becomes hot and heavy as he slowly slides two fingers inside of you, earning a quiet gasp from you.

The pads of his fingers tap against that plush spot inside of you and grabs onto your hip with his other hand. His hand is pushing your body into the plush bed as his fingers work on building up the pleasure inside of you.

"That feels really good," you comment, spreading your thighs wider to feel more of his fingers.

"Yeah, baby?" Bazz asks you, inserting a third finger inside of you. You clench around his fingers, moans leaving your mouth as his fingers dance along your g-spot.

"Yes," you whimper out, heart beat speeding up and a knot twisting inside of your gut. The way his fingers prod right up against your spot makes your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Bazz's eyes gaze over your face, pleasure written all over it. He loves the way his fingers can make you feel and how pretty your moans are for him.

The pleasure starts building up inside of you as his thick fingers slide in and out of you. Wet squelches fill the room along with your heavy breathing, moans, and whines.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me, baby?" Bazz asks, grabbing onto your jaw and forces you to look up at him. Your eyes are welling up with tears, so immense from the pleasure.

"Yes, p-please Bazz," you beg him, feeling your climax coming on. He speeds up the pace of his fingers and your jaw falls open, loud moans leaving it.

The room becomes filled with lewd sounds of moans, wetness, and high pitched whines as you cum onto Bazz's fingers. He feels the warm liquid spill onto his thick fingers, leaving his fingers inside of you as you come down from your high.

You pant heavily as tears slide down the side of your face, happy ones of course. Bazz's fingers press into your jaw and he slowly slides his cum covered fingers out from your pussy.

"God, you sound so pretty when you cum for me," he chuckles out with a deep voice, dipping his head down towards yours and kissing you roughly.

Your pussy is throbbing still, a reminder of how good Bazz is with his fingers.

[cococosmo]

The Importance of Strength to Quincies and How It Explains Bazz B’s Character

TW: s*icide, d*pression

This is probably going to be my wildest analysis on Bazz B, but I feel a strong need to say this. We know that Quincies highly value strength. There are plenty of examples of this: Masaki being scolded by her adoptive mother for her slow progress on her training, the auswahlen targeting weak or impure Quincies, Bambietta getting away with killing numerous soldat, the desire to be chosen by Yhwach, Yhwach's worst fear being powerlessness, and the fact that Quincies like Jugram were killed because they were deemed to be failures.

Why is this so important to Bazz B's character? Well it explains a lot about his mindset! When we see Bazz B as a child he introduces himself as a genius, and, interestingly enough, by his nickname. This is just my interpretation, but Bazz's real name is essential to understanding his character. When Jugram says his real name during their fight it's framed as this massive deal. It's the first time we see Jugram so genuinely distraught (he was acting during the first invasion). We know how important names are to Bazz. He insists on being called Bazz by Jugram, he always refers to Jugram as Jugo and the one time he calls him Haschwalth it's in contempt. And the day they broke up (lol), he exclusively refers to himself as Bazz B, and so does everyone else. Bazz never calls himself Bazzard Black. The reason why is left up to interpretation, but my theory is that Bazz never felt like he was good enough for it. Let me explain.

We know Bazz is from a noble family, and seeing how badly the Ishidas treated Masaki, imagine what it was like for Bazz, who likely has to worry about becoming the heir. His nickname is clearly meant to be affectionate, and his insistence on using it is likely meant to distance himself from the pressure of living up to his name. He literally goes out of his way to bring back his kills to his castle to prove he's a genius. This is also just my interpretation, but after noticing Jugram's bruises, he tells Jugram not to worry about what the adults say, as if he were genuinely speaking from experience. We can assume that Quincy values were instilled into him from birth. (This is why it's so special that he decided to help Jugram, a "powerless" Quincy, when weak Quincies are seen as worthless.) So when Bazz's family is effortlessly slaughtered by Yhwach and his royal guard, Bazz becomes even more obsessed with strength. And since he's meant to parallel Ichigo (their birthdays are a day apart), it's likely he developed survivor's guilt. Since Bazz was the son of the lord, everyone likely died to protect him. Bazz had to sit back and watch as his clan was slaughtered, his mother was killed in front of him with her corpse cushioning his fall, and their home was destroyed. The boy who believed so strongly that he was a genius was unable to protect anyone he loved. He's powerless. He's worthless. He's only alive because Yhwach spared him. His family's sacrifice was for nothing.

Bazz cries over the loss of his home but stops after Jugram appears behind him. He's not allowed to be weak, especially in front of others. Even after witnessing such overwhelming strength, Bazz embarks on what's essentially a suicide mission with Jugram. This isn't surprising, Ichigo tried to do the exact same thing (saving Rukia with no training or a plan) and Urahara calls him out for it.

Revenge is how Bazz, in his mind, can redeem himself from this failure. He's so obsessed with achieving his goal, yet despite this, he chooses to not abandon Jugram, even when Jugram is a potential burden who could jeopardize his revenge. When Yhwach calls him weak and says that Jugram was actually the strong one the entire time, Bazz's world shatters. The idea that all of his improvement is because of Jugram, that Jugram is the talented one, is something he can't accept, so he becomes jealous. Remember that his own strength is so important to him. He's been raised with the belief that he's worthless if he's weak. If he were strong, he could've saved his family, if he were strong, he could've been the hero and redeemed himself, if he were strong, he wouldn't be such a failure. He is an insecure child who needs validation, even if it's from his worst enemy.

And here's the real gut punch for Bazz, Jugram ABANDONS him for the stronger person on the drop of a hat. The same man they had vowed to kill together, the same man who killed their families. This is devastating for Bazz. The boy he would never abandon for being weak/worthless, doesn't do the same for him. His belief that strength is his only value is practically solidified, and continues to be proven true by the Wandenreich. Jugram telling Uryu that there's no point in having friends if they're not "beneficial" is just further proof of this, so Bazz constantly challenging Jugram is his attempt to prove himself, to show his friend that he has value as a person. He knows he's not going to win. When Uryu is chosen as the successor over Jugram, Bazz is angry for Jugram's sake because he respects his strength. During their fight, Bazz explicitly says he hasn't lost YET.

Now here's my wildest theory: I think Bazz wanted to die. He knows that infighting amongst sternritters is punishable by death (turns out killing weaker Quincies isn't, though). Yet he still continues to challenge Jugram and is frustrated that Jugram continues to ignore him. If Jugram fights him and Bazz manages to prove himself? Good! If Bazz dies? That wouldn't be too bad. I mean, think about it; Bazz believes that Jugram, the one person he has left in his life, doesn't care about him anymore. He does nothing to prevent the auswahlen and leaves Bazz to die. Who knows what would've happened if the Shinigami decided to pick off the remaining Quincies instead of trying to get to the royal palace. Bazz has to serve the man he hates the most for 1000 years all while dealing with the crushing hopelessness that it's impossible for him to kill Yhwach, and the only chance he has to cripple his power is to kill his best friend. At the same time, serving Yhwach gave Bazz the value he always wanted, the power he always wanted, so he has to live with the fact that he's happy serving the man who killed his family.

This man has an identity crisis. Is he Bazzard Black, the last survivor of the Black family who will avenge them, finally make them proud, and live up to his name? Is he Bazz, the beloved son of the Black family, Jugo's friend, who would never hurt him? Is he Bazz B, the loyal soldier of Yhwach who finally feels valuable? When Bazz finally dies, he's HAPPY. He finally has a genuine smile that isn't smug. Why wouldn't he? He lost his powers, the only thing that proved his value. He couldn't get revenge, he couldn't prove himself to Jugram, he couldn't get his best friend back. His best friend, the one he was still willing to believe wholeheartedly still cared about him, cuts him down like he's nothing, like he's worthless to him. He never called him Bazz again. There's no one left in the world who loves him for who he is. His family died to protect someone as worthless as him. Nothing ever goes his way.

Bazz's voice actor said that when Bazz died he had to make it sound soulless and like a burden was lifted from him.

That burden could be so many things. His final words, being that he thought it would hurt more to lose to Jugram, could mean so many things. He knew this was going to happen. Was he happy to know that Jugram truly didn't need him anymore because he had achieved their dream of becoming the strongest Quincy? Was he happy to know what Jugram truly felt about him because he could finally confirm that Jugram also thought he was worthless? Bazz is a mysterious character and can be interpreted in so many ways, which is one of the reasons why he's my favorite character.

Thank you for reading!

[skyloftian-nutcase]

The Many Languages of Love - Romance (Miphlink)

Summary: Mipha asked Link if they could be around each other more after the calamity. Link finds that he has time now.

Setting: pre-calamity Breath of the Wild

It wasn't often that Link wasn't traveling with the princess, but she was taking time to investigate the royal scientists' work on the guardians and had no plans to go anywhere for at least a week. That gave Link time to himself, knowing she was in the protection of the royal knights.

Link had visited the Domain and home recently, and he knew his time was limited, but...

"Perhaps... we could spend some time together?"

It was strange, pondering her words. Link had tried to visit the Domain fairly often after finishing his knight training. He'd enjoyed spending time with his friends, especially Mipha. So for her to ask such a question...

Maybe Link just didn't do enough. But he also did still miss her. He wanted to spend more time with her too. He missed the Domain, the smell of the clean water in the air, the openness of the city layout in comparison to the crowds of Castle Town and fortifications of the castle itself. He missed little Sidon following him around (goodness he wished Sidon and Lyra could meet, his little sister would love hanging out with him, and the amount of trouble the two would get into would be almost as bad as Link when he was younger), puffing out his little chest and trying to get Mipha’s attention or pretend not to be curious about Hylians when he absolutely was. He missed Bazz and the brigade, he missed exploring the wilderness together and getting into all kinds of messes and adventures.

For a moment, he watched a group of teenagers in the city market, and he realized something strange. He didn’t really have friends back home in Hateno, nor did he really have any here. They were all just in the Domain.

At least it seemed like Princess Zelda could be a friend now, finally. He supposed saving her life would make her realize he wasn’t there to just annoy her. In fact, she was actually trying to be quite kind and personable. It was nice. And he liked most of the Champions.

But he had time off now, and… he knew where he wanted to be.

Getting to the Domain would take about three days. So he’d really only have one or two to spend there. But it was worth the travel. Maybe someday he could use that mode of travel he’d heard the Sheikah scientists discuss with Zelda, some sort of magic or technology through the Sheikah slate. That would certainly make things easier when he didn’t have much time to spare.

In either case, he saddled up his horse and packed his bags. Zelda was elsewhere and he didn’t want to bother her with a goodbye, nor his father, so he left quietly.

The weather was nice for most of the journey. Link found that the longer he traveled alone the more excited he got to see her.

It was… he was beginning to realize he had more feelings for her than he could really put into words. He treasured their friendship dearly, and Mipha was one of the few who really knew him from before the weight of his duty had started crushing him. Now that he saw Mipha more often, he just…

It didn’t make sense. He saw her a fair amount and it was never enough.

Well. He had an inkling of why. But he knew it was silly and impossible.

And yet…

“Perhaps… we could spend some time together?”

It wasn’t selfish of him to indulge in the safety and comfort of her company, to indulge in his feelings for her, if she asked for time spent with him too, right? He just wanted to be with her. They were friends.

What if she wanted to be more than friends? Link knew he did, but…

He was Hylian. The elders wouldn’t like that at all. Not to mention his duties bound him to Hyrule. Though, really, everyone’s duties were the same with the looming dangers ahead.

Hylia, he just wanted to hold her. But that would probably be going too far.

Link sighed and journeyed on. When he reached the Domain a few days later, he smiled in relief at the comforting familiarity.

“Linny!”

Kodah caught sight of him first, hastening his way. Link shifted a little awkwardly - although he enjoyed catching up with all his friends in the Domain, Kodah in particular had been quite insistent on taking his time lately. He didn’t have much to spare, and he wanted to see Mipha.

The teenage Zora skidded to a halt, splashing some water, and excitedly hugged Link. He gave a quick squeeze in return, a small smile pulling at his lips.

“Oh, Linny, it’s so good to see you!” Kodah said cheerily. “And so soon! Did you miss the Domain that much?”

Kodah giggled as Bazz ran over, waving. The rest of the brigade trickled into the area, but Gaddison interrupted the group. “I’m sure Mipha will want to see you. Do you have much time?”

Link felt gratitude pulse through him, and he was pretty sure it showed in his eyes. He shook his head in response, indicating his need to see her sooner rather than later, and Gaddison started to guide him into the Domain.

Kodah stomped her foot a little, shoving into his path. “Linny, Mipha can see you in a little bit, you’ve barely been here!”

”Give it a rest, Kodah,” Bazz waved her off easily, giving Link a break. “Go on, Link, we can catch up later.”

Link nodded with a smile, feeling a little guilty that he was pushing his way beyond them, but his desire to see Mipha still won out. Gaddison guided him towards the reservoir, commenting that Mipha spent as much time in the Divine Beast as she could when she wasn’t being pulled to do other duties.

Link wondered, not for the first time, if Mipha ever really had time to herself. Or, perhaps, the time in Vah Ruta was the best time she had to herself. He wasn’t sure if that was better or worse than his own situation - constantly under scrutiny, but hardly ever spoken to, Link found himself alone a lot before he’d had to follow Zelda everywhere she went.

Mipha was seemingly busy upon their arrival, standing on top of Vah Ruta and deeply pondering something. It wasn’t until Gaddison gave up on waving and just whistled to get the princess’ attention that Mipha jumped, startled, and turned to them.

”Link?” She gasped, diving into the water. Link smiled as he watched her in the air, as she barely made a splash into the reservoir, as her small form tore through the water to get to them. Gaddison walked away just as Mipha was emerging, a knowing smile pulling at her lips.

Link didn’t quite register it.

”Link, I—there was no notice, I didn’t expect you to be coming,” Mipha noted, walking towards him. “Is everything all right?”

Link nodded. “I missed you.”

”You… you missed me?” Mipha repeated, and there was something strange in her tone, a confusion and hope and bewilderment all intermingling together as her eyes widened a little.

Link felt a little silly all of a sudden, rubbing his hands against his tunic anxiously.

But then Mipha smiled, anxious energy dissipating. “I missed you too. Will you be staying long?”

”Just for today,” Link said. “I have to go back after that.”

Mipha was silent, hand slowly rising and fiddling with her sash. She looked soft, touched for lack of a better word, and she noted, “You came all the way from the castle, just to spend a day with… with the Zora?”

”With you,” Link clarified, wondering if he was making this better or worse. “You… you’d mentioned… you wanted to spend time together. And I…”

His voice faded, but he wrestled with it, grappling on to whatever scrap of courage he could. But his words had never been what he was known for, and he wasn’t sure if he was going to mess this up. He didn’t want to ruin their friendship.

But Mipha had mentioned it first.

”I… want to spend time with you too.”

Again, Mipha was silent. But her energy had calmed, no longer the frantic anxiety that she sometimes showed around him, a hint that she might have different feelings than just friendship in mind. He’d seen it a few times, initially wondering if something was wrong, if somehow being around him was an issue now. When they spent time together alone, though, she often was calm and relaxed around him. Though the anxiety had come far more in their recent interactions, and…

Well, he wasn’t sure what to make of it. But again, if she had extended the offer first, then reciprocating it couldn’t be bad, right?

…Right?

And then, he saw it, he saw that smile Mipha would make when she could see far beyond the surface, when she recognized what was truly being said. It was understanding, gentle, safe. Link felt seen all of a sudden, and he wanted to melt into the feeling. He swallowed, voice lost, body trembling. Mipha’s smile grew, and she giggled, a bright, bubbly, excited sound, and the nervous energy returned.

”I… I’m glad,” was all she said in reply, but a million words floated between the pair. “We… we should make the most of today, then. And… I… if I can, I’ll try to see you at the castle, if… if that’s okay.”

Link swallowed and nodded. Of course it was okay. And it was a clear sign that he hadn’t just messed things up.

Mipha extended a hand gracefully, even a little shyly, and Link took it, and the pair walked away from the reservoir. He wasn’t sure where they going, but whatever they would do, it would be enough to just be together.

Vah Ruta rumbled lowly, a strangely content sound, and the two wandered into the wilderness, smiling at each other.

[multbasa]

I'm not there yet in my replay of BotW, but I'm thinking about the DLC and how it included the trials that the Champions supposedly completed to become the pilot of the Divine Beasts which include new shrines. It's not a big deal, but it's always felt pretty weird to me from a lore perspective because Zelda expresses that she doesn't know how to activate the shrines.

Zelda remarks in a memory:

"It appears that this structure was designed to be exclusively accessed by the sword's chosen hero. But designs can always be worked around, at least I hope."

Zelda's DLC research notes add:

"Records indicate that these are facilities designed to train the hero who is fated to combat the Calamity. But the crucial activation mechanism remains a mystery. Is the Sheikah Slate the key to activating them? [...] my experiments so far have been fruitless."

The memory where Zelda tries to activate a shrine happens after the Champions have been chosen and after the memory where Daruk says he's "getting the hang of" controlling Vah Rudania, so the Champions couldn't have entered the shrines before they became pilots. Also Zelda would have probably been ecstatic to write about what was inside the shrines in her research notes.

I'll have to play through the trials again, but maybe they only did the activities meant to surface the shrines but did not step into the shrines themselves? It has been a while since I played the DLC content and I don't recall what was said specifically.

According to a wiki page, Kass says this about Mipha's trial (the other Champions' songs were very similar, so I won't write them out for now):

"The song my teacher left behind... There's a verse about the trials that Champion Mipha overcame. [...] Reaching skyward from waters blue. Ruta's champion a heart true. The hero's power shall grow. Seek trials monuments show. One, find what the light's path shows. Two, conquer ancient foes. Three, chase rings of the waterfall. Champion, the trials call! [...] It was written in honor of the Champion challenging the trial."

A comment from Muzu is recorded as well:

"Princess Mipha's notes contained a phrase related to the trial..."While the morning sun is newly born, follow the path of light to the trial."

Bazz says:

"Apparently, those blue-eyed Guardians last appeared when lady Mipha challenged her sacred trial."

So Kass' song mentions that the Hero's power will grow! Perhaps I was initially mistaken in thinking that the Champions completed the shrines as part of their trial, although Mipha's notes supposedly say "follow the light to the trial" which suggests that the shrine is the trial. Still it could be suggested that the Champions only did the parts leading up to the shrines and didn't access the shrines themselves.

Perhaps I was also mistaken in thinking that these trials were prerequisites to the Champions becoming pilots? I will have to keep my eyes peeled when I get to that in the game.

Another wrinkle though is that these monuments that mention the trials only appeared after Link completes four shrines with the One Hit Obliterator... I'm not sure how to rectify that honestly. Did Link complete the Plateau shrines? He would have needed the runes to beat the shrines...

The question is whether Link ever accessed the shrines before the Calamity struck. Zelda didn't give him the Slate when she was jealous of him, but it would make sense that she at least tried to have him activate a shrine once they became friends. There's just no indication in Zelda's notes or in the memories that they ever accessed the shrines.

I'm really conflicted on what to do about it honestly. I could perhaps just consider that any notes about accessing the shrines were lost somehow during the 100 year period. I know the shrines must reset somehow even though the monks disappear since they were used by the hero 10,000 years ago, so even if they were accessed 100 years ago, they could have been reset for Link when he was put in the Shrine of Resurrection.

Perhaps I'm just overthinking everything. The fact is that the developers wanted a fun gameplay connection to each Champion for their DLC and probably didn't think too deeply about how everything got together, but I'll think about it anyway...

[turnbackthependulum]

[High School Warfare AU - requested by anon] The Sutākurosu (Star Cross) High School students responding to "Would you fuck a clone of yourself?" Starrk: I don't want to fuck my clone because that would be gay sex and I'm not gay. Grimmjow: I'm not gay, but I would actually totally fuck my clone. Bazz-B: I'm gay, but I still don't want to fuck my clone, that's gross and weird. Ulquiorra: *silence, minding his own business* Nnoitra: I dun wanna fuck my clone 'cuz my self-loathin' is fuckin' strong. Askin: I'd fuck my clone 'cause I'd love to know if I'm good in bed. Bambietta: I'd fuck my clone because who would know better how to fuck me than ME? Meninas: I think I'd do all sort of weird things to my clone that I'm embarrassed to ask someone else to do to me.... yeah. Giselle, drooling: To be honest, fucking my clone has always been my fantasy. Candice: You're fucking disgusting, Gigi. I'm with Bazz-B on that "gross and weird". I won't fuck my clone. Liltotto: Hmm, I think I'd really eat them instead. As Nodt: *silence, minding his own business too* Riruka: I would not have sex with my clone because what if my clone is evil?? Halibel: Eh, I don't know but it's basically the same as masturbating, right? So it's no big deal I guess. Nelliel: It's not the same as masturbating! It'd be like having sex with your twin, Hali! It's wrong and bad! Szayel: Not only would I fuck my clone. I'd probably make a bunch of clones and just get it on with all of them at once because that's how pro-clone-fucking I am.

[amostimprobabledream]

Bleach Smutfest: Get To Know Your Writer! Blog Name:

amostimprobabledream

Masterlist link or link to ao3 etc: https://archiveofourown.org/users/VeronicaInBloom/

When did you start writing fan fiction?

Probably in the early 2000s? I started posting to fanfiction.net when I was thirteen.

When did you start writing Bleach fan fiction?

I think I got into Bleach in 2006, so from then onwards! I wrote some pretty weird-ass ships back in the day before I started doing Reader Insert.

What got you into writing fan fiction in general?

I've always loved imagining things about my favourite shows, books, movies, etc, so I guess it was just sort of a natural progression from that.

Do you write smut?

Sometimes I fear it's all I write, lol.

Favourite Kinks to write (if you write smut):

Dom/Sub, Predator/Prey, Impact Play, Daddy Kink, Choking, Threesomes.

Least favourite kinks to write: (will write them but don't like them)

Overstimulation, blowjobs, edging.

Will never write these kinks:

Anything to do with anal...stuff. I just find it really gross.

Favourite Characters to write:

Grimmjow, Kensei, Gin, Urahara, Ulquiorra.

Any characters you would not write? I'm not particularly a fan of the Quincies (with a few exceptions like Bazz-B), partly because I don't know them as well as the shinigami/arrancar and secondly I just don't think they're as interesting.

Also, Ichigo's Karakura Town friends.

Link one of your favourite Bleach fic you have written: I'm gonna cheat and do two: When the sky turns dark The Gift

Why is that fic your favourite?

For "When the sky turns dark" it's just because it's so...Gin. It's my first fic for him and how I discovered he's so much fun to write because you never know what he's going to do next. He's such a lovable bastard lol. With "The Gift" it was my first attempt at posting a Bleach Reader Insert, and the funny thing is I only meant for it to be a three-parter but people liked it so much it turns into a full-blown multichapter. Plus Grimmjow is my favourite character.

Do you currently take requests?

I do! I can't promise I'll finish them immediately since I'm swamped right now (finishing my Master's, job hunting, flat hunting) but I do like getting requests as long as they aren't super generic ones like "Characters taking care of Reader on her period"

Favorite Bleach quote:

"There is no such thing as perfect in this world. That may sound cliché, but it’s the truth. The average person admires perfection and seeks to obtain it. But, what’s the point of achieving perfection? There is none. Nothing. Not a single thing. I loathe perfection! If something is perfect, then there is nothing left. There is no room for imagination. No place left for a person to gain additional knowledge or abilities. Do you know what that means? For scientists such as ourselves, perfection only brings despair. It is our job to create things more wonderful than anything before them, but never to obtain perfection. A scientist must be a person who finds ecstasy while suffering from that antimony. That is, if you're really a scientiest at all." - Mayuri Kurotsuchi

Favorite color:

Purple, Azure, Emerald green, Silver.

Choice of beverage when you are in writing mode:

I don't have a specific drink I drink when I'm writing, I just have what I usually drink anyway. I didn't even know this was a common thing lol.

If comfortable, share some of your struggles as a writer:

To be honest, for a long time I had this idea that writing is one of the only things I'm good at, so it's a struggle for me to reconcile the idea that just because a fic doesn't get a lot of comments/attention, that doesn't mean I'm a bad writer. Part of the reason I don't often write multichapter fics is that I tend to get discouraged if people don't show very much interest in it because then I feel like there isn't much point in continuing a story if nobody is reading it. Two of my biggest multichapter fics have been completely because reviewers asked me to write more and it grew from there. So I guess it's using fanfiction as validation haha.

Any word of advice you want to share with new writers who have yet to publish something but are shy/scared?

I guess all I can say is that you'll never know how good or bad you are until you try. Also, don't be scared of criticism because most reviewers genuinely mean well and it's a good way to improve, and some people will absolutely love your stories and you might even inspire other people to create their own! And if you get someone just being an ass, just tell them to fuck off and block them. <3

A message to your readers?

I couldn't have done any of it without you guys! Thank you!

@bleachsmutfest

[troius]

What we learned from the war

"Endings are hard" is a something of a truism, but it's borne out in Bleach, where every story arc besides after the first two stumbled at the finish (even the endings of the first two arcs don't really "end" so much as continue into a new story). In the Arrancar arc, the number of characters and plotlines got so overwhelming that an ending that had to be rushed if it was to arrive at all. In the Lost Agent arc, the characters were pared down, but the ending wound up thematically inconsistent with the story anyways, possibly due to real-life circumstances. And the Thousand-Year Blood War somehow managed to have both problems.

The change in direction from "tightly focused character drama" to "sprawling cast of soldiers" meant that it was unlikely to ever give us the development of our protagonist that we craved, and that lack of focus was only aggravated by the widely-reported health problems of the author. And yet, perhaps because we don't get that, because so little of this arc is filtered through Ichigo learning about himself, we get a much clearer statement of the values inherent in the work.

This is most evident in our antagonists for this Arc. Yhwach and the Wandenreich don't really have the relationship with Ichigo that previoius antagonists had. He never knew his Quincy heritage, never identified with their ideals, and so feels very little conflict about opposing them. He doesn't ever develop his Quincy powers, at least beyond integrating them with his already existing powerset. And he doesn't take much of a personal interest in Yhwach, who in turn, doesn't seem to think much of him when he's not directly in front of him.

But for all that Ichigo doesn't end up having much of a dynamic with them, the Wandenreich still manages to maintain a unique character. Every antagonist has a priority, something that they are willing to do great evil for. For Soul Society, it's its own existence, the continuation of the system they've built. For Aizen, it's his own self-aggrandizement. For the Fullbringers, it was simply living another day, screwing over others so that they can't screw you first. But the Wandenreich has no such priority. They simply want it all to end.

That's most obvious in Yhwach's ending monologue, but you can see it from the very beginning as he kills Yamamoto, the man who tried to move on from his bloody past being slaughtered by the man who would absolutely not let it go. Yhwach shows more emotion towards the skeletons of Argola and Huberdt, his dead soldiers from a war long lost, than he does towards any of his living subordinates. And his subordinates follow his lead in showing no love to one another, happily stabbing each other in the back without even the Arrancars' uneasy level of camaraderie. Their movement has no future, and neither do they, so nihilism is the only recourse.

Most of the time. I think it's important to note that every time a member of the Wandenreich expresses positive feelings towards one of their comrades, it's immediately followed by them turning on Yhwach. Liltotto, Bazz, Giselle, eventually, in her own twisted way…even Jugram, at the very end. Sure, Yhwach kills them for their impertinence (he is the bad guy), but he also massacres the Wandenreich faithful en masse. There's no salvation, only death, and he'll enforce that state on his followers rather than allow them to discover any alternative.

I imagine the lesson, and the general attitude of the Wandenreich, was not lost on Uryu Ishida. Even in his relative paucity of appearances, it's he who is at the moral center of the arc. His culture, which he had thought was nearly entirely dead, turns out to be alive, and out for vengeance against the people who exterminated them. It's something he probably fantasized about growing up, and I don't blame him for joining. How could he not?

But at the end, he makes the very easy choice. Calling it a matter of "life and death" is a little on the nose, but it's morally quite black and white. Yhwach has no hope for this world, or for his people within it, or even himself. He lost a war for the nature of existence to a monster a thousand years ago, and never got over it. But Uryu has the strength to look at the horrors of this world and yet hope for better. Because he has people he loves in life, and who love him in return, he can dream of a better tomorrow.

And that's what the ending is all about. Yhwach loses to Ichigo, and it is very much "good guy beats bad guy". But he also loses to Uryu, and to "I hope to have a family with my girlfriend who I love so much" Renji Abarai, and to "I have a tremendous amount of hope to eventually make myself king of everything" Sosuke Aizen, and eventually (in a way I'm still confused about mechanically) to the child Ichigo and Orihime will eventually have, the literal embodiment of the potential of the future.

The final villain of Bleach is not society's tendency to preserve itself at any human cost. It's not individual selfishness, or manipulativeness, or any of the many vices we saw embodied in the hollows throughout the series. It's despair, the idea that life might not be worth living even through all the struggles and horrors our protagonists have endured. Sure, it will always raise its head, sometimes at the most inconvenient, or ill-fitting times. But having its reincarnation be blown away by the supernaturally normal lives of our cast…well, that's as clear of a message as I can imagine.

[satsugacafe]

How would the characters react to their s/o who got home late and drunk from a party?

Not a word when you stumble through the door, though their eyes do all the talking, watching every sway in your step. There’s no emotional outburst. You might catch a glance that says “Disappointed” or “Why would you do this to yourself?”, but when you wake up the next day, the lights were left on for you, your shoes neatly placed by the door, and somehow you’re under a blanket without remembering how. You’ll never get a speech.

— Byakuya, Ulquiorra, Jugram, Ryuken, Aizen, Yhwach

They greet you at the door with a slightly stern expression and arms crossed. “Really?” is usually the first word out of their mouth. They’ll run through a tight-lipped, weary lecture of you scaring them, you could’ve gotten hurt, and what were you thinking? It’s worry dressed in irritation. And even as they talk, they’re catching you before you fall over, helping you sit, fetching you water, untying your shoes. The next morning, you’ll get toast, painkillers, and a look that says “You’re lucky I love you.”

— Shunsui*, Jushiro, Shinji, Kisuke*, Kira, Hisagi, Uryu, Unohana

You open the door and it’s like walking into a hurricane. They’re instantly in your face, checking your pupils, demanding where you’ve been, going from zero to “You could’ve been dead in a ditch!” in half a second. Maybe they’re loud because they care too much, or maybe it’s just their hot-headed nature. Either way, they’ll help you, but you’re getting dragged through the chaos first: ice packs, blankets, and a thousand questions. They’ll probably tell everyone about this tomorrow like it was a hostage crisis.

— Renji, Ichigo, Bazz-B, Grimmjow, Toshiro

You stagger in and they barely blink, maybe one raised brow. They find the whole thing funny, honestly. They’ll ask how many drinks it took to make you forget your keys and whether you flirted with the bartender. There’s a spark of amusement in their voice as they make sure you don’t trip over your own feet. Teasing is their way of showing they care, and if anyone else tried to touch you in that state, they’d be dead. You’ll wake up with bruised pride and an inside joke you’ll never live down.

— Kenpachi, Askin, Starrk, Kisuke*, Shunsui*, Shinji*, Gin

[thezoraprince]

BotW/TotK men as dads

i have baby fever that won't go away

anyway, here's a... something

enjoy <3

Link

oh it’s gonna be wild

most rambunctious child (including Rivan’s)

sweet and caring

but overall, CHAOTIC

will teach his child literally everything he knows

not many words are spoken, but there’s so much love

sign language is a big thing for sure

hugs galore

will defend his child as if his life depended on it

Sidon (i have so many for Sidon, so only adding a little bit here)

so confident

yet so scared

lots of learning

gentle

the love in the household is UNREAL

takes his kid everywhere Mipha took him

the fun is never ending

Bazz

so much unlearning

scared he’s not giving his child enough attention

wants to spend all of his time with them

think’s he’s not good enough of a father

doesn’t know how to have deep; meaningful conversations

doesn’t want to be like his own father

loves and cares SO deeply

once he gets past all the heavy stuff, he’s the best dad a kid could have

Rivan

already a dad, and a good one at that

literally so on top of his game

others cannot compare

takes his kid to work and shows them how cool everyone is

“Bazz is a little on edge because you’re here, but we won’t worry about that.”

the fun dad

Dunma babysits sometimes to give Rivan a break

but he ends up not going anywhere because he loves his little family THAT much

silly af

an actual dilf

perfect father

100000/10

Ledo

so gentle

so kind

will literally gift his kid rocks that look cool

teaches them everything Dento taught him

would probably ask Dento to babysit

has the most well behaved child out of anyone on this list

another apprentice in the making

would hand-make his child toys

Revali

asshole stepdad energy to start with

lots of unlearning

lots of re-learning

scared shitless

once he eventually realizes his actions have consequences, he’ll own up to his mistakes

ends up being a cool dad

“don’t talk to me or my son ever again” energy

takes his child to the flight range everyday

“You’re the best, and don’t forget it.”

Teba

already a dad, and a cool one

Tulin is such a good brother (but man is he a little shit sometimes)

the kids would go to the flight range and Teba would let them go by themselves

not like he has a village to run or anything…

a little more strict than the others on this list, but it’s out of love and safety

trusts Tulin to take care of his younger sibling

goes with both of them to the flight range once every two weeks to watch what they’ve been working on

wants the best for his kids

but doesn’t want to get in the way of their fun

Daruk

a cool dad

wise

also fun

would be the one to take his child to the skatepark

Goron City better watch out, because these two are fly af

funny dad jokes

would call his kid ‘kiddo’ unironically

“kiddo goro”

Yunobo

i cannot see this one as a dad

more like the distant uncle

but he’d be so sweet

and so caring

so afraid he’d fuck up

needs constant reassurance

gentle af

takes things too personally

Tauro

THE cool dad

dilf energy for sure

would take his kid to research the Zonai ruins

and he’d probably end up losing them 30% of the time

don’t worry, they know where they are

uses his research and findings for teaching his child

these two would be the most knowledgable people in Hyrule 

Rauru

the wise one

and SO chill

and helpful af

only takes part in chaos if it’s the fun kind

will shut down ANY ‘funny business’

defends his child with his life

together they pick flowers for Sonia

the love is unmatched

and the surprises are never ending 

[drgarrisonandpaul]

The Quincys Around Kids

Again, SUPER open to criticism, discussion, and additions. I love talking to people <3

Quilge: He hates them and he doesn't want to be around them, but he's not aggressive. Just stiff and uncomfortable. Like, maybe they bumble around and show him their toys and he just goes "Ohhhh, wow that's... that's greaaattttt." Honestly, he prefers teens. They can just mutually ignore each other.

Askin: Doesn't hate them, but also doesn't exactly "like" them. They're messy and loud and gross. He'll be a nice wine uncle though, bring them little gifts that their parents disapprove of like fake tattoos and clip-on piercings.

Mask De Masculine: He's the best possible Quincy you could ever leave your kid with. Mask can be gentle but he can just as easily be rough, depending on the kid. Wanna wrestle? Why not. He'll wrestle a three-year-old, but he'll have also have enough restraint to get on their level. Timid kid that just wants to draw? Heck yeah! He'll sit down at your Dora table and draw all day! Though... he might break the matching Dora chairs-

Nanana: Also a pretty chill dude to leave your kid with. He's probably going to sit back and just chill and play video games or board games with them. One of my headcanons is that he's a mathematician at heart because it just sounds awesome paired with his "Morphine Pattern" Grids. He'd be more than happy to help with math homework, whether it be addition, time, or (his favorite) graphing.

Uryu: He's awkward around kids. Like, he likes them, and he has a way with them. However, something about him just DRAWS kids towards him. Kids love this poor man, happy to play and draw and hang out with him, and he just stands there and lets them drag him away like "Uhhhh, okayyyy, where are we goinggg???" and then he's stuck playing barbies for three hours (he loves it)

Giselle: ... ... no.

Gremmy: He's being nice, but also the kids are terrified of him. If he finds a child that ISN'T afraid of him, they'll probably grab a huge box and play rocketship. Gremmy feels like a rocketship-player.

Äs Nödt: Horrendous with children. He's tried being timid, and proceeds to get walked on. He's tried being more intense, and proceeds to scare them. He can't really find a balance in interacting with kids so he simply... doesn't.

Jugram: Please don't leave your child with this man, he will show them around the Silbern and there are things in the Silbern that children should NOT be seeing. Like war things and his collection of knives (he's totally a knife collector)

Ryūken: We see how he is with Uryu. This man cares for almost nothing, he's dull and cold and doesn't really connect emotionally with ANYTHING

Bazz-B: One would think that because of his aggression and punk guy attitude that Bazz isn't good with kids, and they'd be wrong. He's awesome with kids. He'll take them on his motorcycle (he totally has a motorcycle and does donuts in Hueco Mundo), he'll get them some ice cream, and he'll buy them some Pokémon cards. They'll probably play Xbox all day, even if the kid can't figure out the controls

Bambietta: Might scare the kid even if she doesn't mean it, she's pretty intense and explosive, but with a kid that can match her energy? I can see her taking them outside and blowing things up with them, either literally or with little soldier toys, making mouth noises for the explosions

Yhwach: I mean... you COULD leave your child with this man. You shouldn't, but you COULD. Sure, they'd be alive and well and probably happy at the end of the day, since I can definitely see him being calm and level-headed and sweet with a child. But the kid might also have a new little baby Sternritter uniform

Robert Accutrone: He doesn't talk to the kid, since he doesn't know what to really say, however, he does make them pancakes and turn on Bluey or Steven Universe for them. Have a lazy day