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bleach masterlist 1: multichapter & events main list.

bleach masterlist 2: older events and sfw & nsfw random fics, not event related.

ＳＡＦＥ ＦＯＲ ＷＯＲＫ ⋆ 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 ⋆ 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 ⋆ 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 ⋆ 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊 𝐓𝐄𝐀 ⋆ 𝐇𝐂𝐒: 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌 ⋆ 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏, 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀. ⋆ 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 - 𝐛𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⟢ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 // 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦

ＮＯＴ ＳＡＦＥ ＦＯＲ ＷＯＲＫ ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐗 & 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘! 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐒 ⋆ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐘 ⋆ 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐊�� 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 ⋆ 𝐇𝐂𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐍 ⋆ 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 - 𝐊𝐎𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐒 & 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐃𝐒 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊!+18. 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆- 𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐃𝐓 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

ＥＶＥＮＴＳ 2/2 (recent events on masterlist 1)

𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 + 𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⭒ 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 kuchiki byakuya x f! reader⭒ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 jushiro ukitake x gn! reader⭒ 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐢'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 adult! ishida uryu x f! reader R18+⭒ 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. kuchiki byakuya x f! reader. R18+

五 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧 [+18] 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐁𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 - 𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚘 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [+18] 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐞 - 𝙶𝚘𝚍! 𝙰𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚗 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍 𝕽𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 ⋆ +18 Eyes For The King. Äs Nödt x f! reader ⋆ +18. Serve Me. Dom! Kuchiki Byakuya x f! reader ⋆ +18. HCs: Sexy Things Byakuya and you do together ⋆ +18. Eternity Only Lasts For a Minute. Aizen Sōsuke x f! reader ⋆ +18. adult! Kurosaki Ichigo n/s.fw Headcanons

𝐇����𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 (𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐) +18 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐: 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓! 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐎 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟗: 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁��𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄 - 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓! 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐎 𝐗 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐁! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟎: 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 - 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎: 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟐: 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 - 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟔: 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐗, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 – 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆ 霊圧 + 淫慾. //𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 + 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭. [𝐓𝐇𝐄-𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇-𝐎𝐅-𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 𝘹 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈-𝐘𝐀 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣] ➡ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬t

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐱 (𝐕-𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭) ⋆ +18. 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏. 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

月が綺麗ですね 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐣𝐨 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝟏: 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍. 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐: 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟒: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭) ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐗𝐌𝐀𝐒. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆+18 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐗𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆ +18 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒. 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐂𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓 - 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐅��𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐒 - 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 - 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⋆ 𝐒𝐅𝐖. 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀 - 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐑 𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒𝐄 ⋆ +18. 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅! 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓! 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐓 ⋆ +18. 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃

𝐎𝐡, 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄! 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 ⋆ +18. 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ~ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ +18. 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋! 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⋆ +18. 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍! 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄

[an-angel-in-the-garden]

ok ok lily hear me out~ byakuya, grimmjow, Ulquiorra getting a suprise cheek kiss ~(｡◕‿‿◕｡)

Gasp! What a fantastic idea! Much needed fluff as of right now.

Byakuya

It's not easy to do anything sneaky when Byakuya is involved but that makes the end result all the sweeter

He's such a guarded man, he never lets people get too close without him knowing they're there and you aren't an exception

This is definitely something that took many many tries to get done but each failure comes with a reward

It's not like he doesn't know what you're trying to do and he fines it so endearing

This small act, these constant attempts make his heart beat faster and his affection grow

The day you succeed in this surprise attack would also be the day he confessed his love to you

It truly is the sweetest reward and he's never been happier that you managed to get one over on him, even if it was just a simple kiss on the cheek

What started as a small but fun game now becomes a secret routine, if Byakuya is having a bad day you would sneak around and plant a soft kiss on his cheek before running off and he's never been happier

Grimmjow

It's not even a hard thing to do but know he won't let you escape once you commit to it

He always lets his guard down around you, you're trustable and he knows even if you tried to kill he'd win the fight

That also makes him the most prone to surprises as he doesn't expect you do anything weird

It would be such a simple thing, just a small thought that pops up when you're lounging around together

He's likely napping basking in the artificial sun and warmth while you gaze up at the clouds and enjoy this quite time you share

It's then that it happens, you lean over and just peck his cheek

Simple and straightforward, there was nothing special about it yet it set Grimmjow's heart ablaze

He rolls over and wraps his arms tightly together with some grumbling under his breath he presses heaps of kisses all over your face as payback and there you both stay, happy and silently in love

Ulquiorra

The nice and weird middle ground, he's not hard to surprise but it takes longer to understand for him

As is any kind of close relationship with this man is hard to form it would take a while for you to even think this was a safe thing to do

Once you get there though its smooth sailing and mostly easy to work around

He lets you just do what you want but know it will always end in questioning, he wants to learn more then anything

With that in mind actually surprising him is easy, you just need to run up and kiss his cheek before scampering away, he's left in a slight daze from the sudden affection

There will be a few beats of nothing before he simply walks off to go back to work or whatever he was doing before that

It won't get mentioned for days potentially and this might seem bad but that's just how this man is, he spends days mulling things over before asking about it

Once he's past the waiting faze you both have a big conversation about why you did it and what it means and after learning it's just another way you say you like him Ulquiorra will begin to do the same thing

Walking up to you just to peck your cheek and walk away again is just a part of his life now, it's easier, he finds, then saying how he feels

We did it! It took me a while but here we have yet another post! Thank you all so much for sticking around still, it means the world to know that people like my writing still. I hope everyone's been staying safe and I hope you enjoyed reading this. Have a good day or night~ Lilly

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

My f/os: Honey, can you do something for me real quick?

Me: Not now sweetie I am booping people.

Them: -_-

[huecomymundo]

Salutations! Welcome to my corner of the internet! I'm not new to tumblr, I've been around the block~ So here's what to expect from me:

Writing! Oc's! X Reader! This is a request blog! Send me your request, and I may or may not write it! I'm doing this for free, and will only have so many slots for requests.

This is an NSFW blog! If you are a minor, please do not interact with my NSFW or ask for it. You will not receive it.

Requests unspecified to be a: Drabble (short but sweet), Headcanon's, or a short story/scenario (full fics are not offered at this time, because that means 1000+ words and words are hard lol) will be randomly chosen by ~moi~ so if you want something specific, you MUST include it.

I only write x Male Reader or Gender Neutral for personal reasons. Besides.. There isn't enough Male Reader's out there. 😏

I'll have 5 slots open for requests.. Now, just straight up asking me a plain 'character x reader' is fine and dandy! but.. The more specific you are, the more I can write! Example: Kenpachi x Shy! Male reader going on a cute but embarrassing date (because Zaraki loves embarrassing him 💜) give's me more to work with since it gives me a set personality I can build around, instead of doing everything myself. Which I have no problems with!

You can request up to 9 character's max, but be aware that the writing will be shorter or vary in length.

It's acceptable to ask for:

-X reader (will be Male or Gender Neutral as a given.) Please specify if you want SFW or NSFW, and who's topping/bottoming in the NSFW scenario.

-Character x Character (Ships include: Kisuke x Aizen, Gin x Rangiku, Shunsui x Jushiro, Gojo x Geto, Yomo x Uta, you get it!) Self Inserts/OC x Character is something your better off commissioning me. I will not write your OC for nothing..

-Fetish writing (ex: Pregnancy/Mpreg, Cumflation, belly bulge, overstim, spit, more cum, bondage, all those lovely things.) If you have a specific kink you want written, then tell me about it.

-Fluff, Angst, or Slice of Life.. Etc. If you have something you specifically want, make sure to include it or you might not get what you want.

-An emotinally traumatic event. Such as death of a loved one, still birth, loss of a body part, so on. If it's anything extreme/beyond that, I will ask you to send me a DM/ask detailing on how you want me to go about it. I love writing about heavy subject's!

Don't be shy! I don't bite! This isn't an outline of what you should say in an ask, so don't worry if you go beyond what I've listed.

The fandoms I will loyally work for:

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Bleach

-Tokyo Ghoul

They are a large comfort margin to me as I am the most familiar with their universes, and the character's. I've written alot of personal fics and original character's with these fandoms, and I will die for them.

There is also a possibility you will see another fandom guest star here, or someone might just be so convincing I'll write for another fandom~

It's a bonus if you ask for a character whom is blorbo- meaning I'll write extra for them! The one's with hearts are my utmost favorites.

Which I'll list!

-Geto Suguru 💙

-Kenjaku���

-Uta ❤

-Tokinada Tsunayashiro 💚

-Toji Fushiguro/Toji Zen'in

-Ulquiorra Cifer

-Aizen Sosuke

-Kisuke Urahara

-Gin Ichimaru

Those are the faves~ If thou ask, ye shall receive..

You may also inquire about my Oc's! I don't think anyone really cares if I do or don't list them, so if your interested send an ask for one or all three of the fandoms, and I'll blab about my kids.. My very tall, older than me kids.

Now everybody's least favorite- The things I won't do:

-Anything relating to Fem! Reader. I'm a gay man, and I love men. That is my preference, I don't have to write what I'm not comfortable with. If your unhappy about that, oh well! It's my blog, not yours. (I've written it for asks before, if your curious. Please do not ask for it.)

-Extreme/Gross fetishes. Meaning- anything to do with scat, watersports, diapers, de-aging.. You get the idea.

-ANYTHING, anything relating to sexual assult. I will absolutely not write about rape and never will. Everything I write is consensual. I will write a scenario where it's a agreed upon act between the character's and part of the foreplay. Consent is given and a relationship is established. There is no 'one party wants and the other doesn't.'

-I will not write about Minors in any sexual fashion, because no. Absolutely not.

-Abuse. I will not write physically abusing someone. They can do all the drugs they want, drink all they want, but they will not raise a hand against their lover. You can ask for past abuse, but I will not write present abuse.

-I will not kill a character just because You don't like them.

-Anything morally questionable, if the character isn't already so. If it's out of character, you must negotiate with me. (Being morally questionable, for someone like say, Kisuke, to murder someone. I need a reason why he would do such a thing.. But OOC is not something you need to negotiate with me, and can be asked for. Such an example, is cuddly Tokinada. That's fine.) Dead Dove content is not my thing, sorry.

That's it (for now) of what I won't do.

If you have any questions/comments/concerns about anything, feel free to DM me or send an ask!

I'm open to chat, but as I have a life I may have spaced out posting and replies. If you are pushy about your request it will take longer! Feel free to send an ask about your request if you are unsure if I got it.

If you are mean/disrespectful to me I have every right to block you without warning. I will not tolerate hate directed twords me and my audience.

FIVE OUT OF FIVE SLOTS TAKEN: check the pinned post for wip update's! Please be patient because writing takes time and thinking. I take my time so I can give quality writing. Remember I am a person too, and have a life outside of tumblr.

SLOT 1- Byakuya Kuchiki x Gin Ichimaru Fic (WIP, ask received!)

SLOT 2- Sub! Byakuya x Dom! Reader (WIP, ask received!)

SLOT 3- Shunsui/Ukitake Comforting M! Reader who had a really bad day, and is snappy! (Ask received!)

SLOT 4- Shinji getting his back blown out (Ask received!)

SLOT 5- Enemies To Lover's Top! Tokinada x Male! Reader /history is tense btwn these two 👀/ (Ask received!)

If you want to commission me, it's a huge help! And will help me keep writing. You get a quality fanfic specially written for you, and I get to write for you. I also draw! I will write and draw for you for money. Prices are negotiable.

(Yes its alot of tags because I intend on writing, requests or no.)

TAGS: #🌜mod mori🌛, #bleach x reader, #bleach/reader, #bleach x male! reader, #bleach/male! reader, #bleach x m! reader, #bleach/m! reader, #bleach x gender neutral! reader, #bleach/gender neutral! reader, #bleach x gn! reader, #bleach/gn! reader, #jujutsu kaisen x reader, #jujutsu kaisen/reader, #jjk x reader, #jjk/reader, #jjk x male! reader, #jjk/male! reader, #jjk x gender neutral! reader, #jjk/gender neutral! reader, #jjk x gn! reader, #jjk/gn! reader, #jujutsu kaisen x male! reader, #jujutsu kaisen/male! reader, #jujutsu kaisen x m! reader, #jujutsu kaisen/m! reader, #jujutsu kaisen x gender neutral! reader, #jujutsu kaisen/ gender neutral! reader, #jujutsu kaisen x gn! reader, #jujutsu kaisen/gn! reader, #tokyo ghoul x reader, #tokyo ghoul/reader, #tokyo ghoul x male! reader, #tokyo ghoul/male! reader, #tokyo ghoul x m! reader, #tokyo ghoul/m! reader, #tokyo ghoul x gender neutral! reader, #tokyo ghoul/ gender neutral! reader, #tokyo ghoul x gn! reader, #tokyo ghoul/gn! reader

[kurokawaia]

REQUEST RULES + CHARACTERS

REQUEST RULES ::

⋆·˚ ༘ * i have a life outside Tumblr aka. requests might take a while depending on motivation. ༊*·˚

DONT TELL ME 'I want you to write...', it can come of rude and demanding and I won't fulfill your request, it WILL be deleted. Come of NICE when you request, e.g, 'I was wondering if you could right,' 'could you please write,' etc ༊*·˚

I WILL WRITE for fem!reader ONLY in all of the thirsts, drabbles, fics and headcanons i write, the troupe will be dom!male!character x sub!fem!reader unless stated other wise or requested otherwise, i will rarely write a dom!female reader x sub!male!reader.

NOTE :: if gender is not specified in request, i will assume it's a FEM! instert and will write a FEM! insert

I can also write any male reader x male character nsfw's and sfw but ONLY for Heaven Official's Blessing and The grandmaster demonic cultivation !! sorry if you want male x reader for any other fandom, but this is just the fandoms im comfortable writing this troupe with.

NOTE :: I will rarely write a dom!reader x sub!character

COMFORTABLE WRITING ┈➤ fluff, angst, smut, and dark content.

COMFORTABLE WRITING TOPICS ┈➤ cnc, duncon, noncon, being drugged, breeding, baby trapping, daddy kinks, mommy kinks, dd/lg, blood play, weapon play, kidnapping, yandere, coercion/manipulation, god complex, praise, name calling, degradation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cervix fucking, size kink, age gaps, cockwarming, bondage, biting, cucking, threesome, throat training, impact play, oral -> male and female receiving, face sitting, double penetration, anal + more ༊*·˚

NOT COMFORTABLE WRITING ┈➤ insest, stepcest scat, watersports, vomit, fisting, pedophilia, chastity, drowning, public nudity, gangbangs (no more than a threesome), cannabilism, hypnosis, duct tape, mummification, consensual servitude, humiliation, harem boys, prostitution ༊*·˚

I WILL NOT WRITE ┈➤ au's!! (i will not write for a character outside that timeline/setting as in the anime. so please refraining from asking me to write a 'modern au' 'collage au' etc. the only exception is making that au within the anime setting, such as; 'character doing this instead of this', like that is that makes sense?) insesct, stepcest ༊*·˚

all characters are depicted to be 18+

REQUEST CHARACTERS ::

⋆ HUNTER X HUNTER :: Kurapika Kurta, Leorio Paradinight, Killua Zoldyck, Gon Freecs, Illumi Zoldyck, Chrollo Lucilfer, Feitan Portor

⋆ DEATH NOTE :: Light Yagami, L Lawliet (L), Miheal Kheel (Mello), Mail Jeevas (Matt), Nate Rivers (Near)

⋆ BUNGO STRAY DOGS :: Dazai Osamu, Atsushi Nakajima, Kunikida Doppo, Edogawa Ranpo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Nakahara Chuuya, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Dostovesky Fyodor ༊*·˚

⋆ BLEACH :: Ichigo Kurosaki, Zaraki Kenpachi, Kuchiki Byakuya, Urahara Kisuke, Shinji Hirako, Kyoraku Shunsui, Aizen Sosuke, Hitsugaya Toshiro, Cifer Ulquiorra, Jaegerjaquez Grimmjow, Ishiha Uryu, Haschwalth Jugram ༊*·˚

⋆ NARUTO/BORUTO :: Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Madara, Uzumaki Naruto, Senju Tobirama, Hatake Kakashi, Hyuga Neji, Nara Shikamaru, Jiraya, Otsitsuki Indra ༊*·˚

⋆ DEMON SLAYER :: Demon slayers; Tokitō Muichirō, Rengoku Kyōjurō, Tomioka Giyū, Uzui Tengen, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Iguro Obanai, Himejima Gyōmei, Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Demons; Kibutsuji Muzan, Kokushibō | Michikatsu Tsugikuni, Douma, Akaza ༊*·˚

⋆ WIND BREAKER :: Haruka Sakura, Suo Hayato, Togame Jou, Kaji Ren, Umemiya hajime ༊*·˚

⋆ TOKYO REVENEGRS :: Mikey, Draken, Sanzu, Wakasa, Izana, Ran, Rindou ༊*·˚

⋆ MY HERO ACADEMIA :: Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shota, Todoroki Shoto, Midoriya Izuku, Dabi (Touya-), Hawks (Keigo Tamaki)

[danddymaro]

Through His Eyes | Ulquiorra Cifer x Reader

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

Ulquiorra’s point of view.

sweet and sultry

First time W/ the reader

Word Count: 2671

Through His Eyes

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

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

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

And, truly, I feel no surprise. 

After all, I know her. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

-  She is overwhelmed by what I lack quite easily.

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

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

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

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

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

They are so plump now, begging and calling.

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

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

Absurd, isn't it?

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

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

- Something I can expect.

Disappointment, this feeling I know for sure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I feel something in the pit of my stomach.

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

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

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

I'm at anticipation, one that holds enthusiasm.

'I am excited,' I determine.

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

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

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

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

These feelings are akin to me, so foreign.

- This is all new to me.

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

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

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

She is mine, now...now and forever.

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

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

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

'I must set an example.' 

But above all,

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

I recognize, she has too much control over me.

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

Over and over, this thought goes through my head.

This is so wrong.

We're being so uncivilized.

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

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

I no longer covered, and neither is she. 

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

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

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

- It's adorable, incredibly precious.

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

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

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

I can no longer retreat. 

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

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

Yet, here I am.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I begin to find a new territory and explore.

She's so warm, so hot.

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

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

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

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

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

She's hiding, or so it seems.

And I soon understand why.

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

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

Admittedly, I feel pride. 

I feel joy. 

I feel pleasure.

I feel....love, perhaps? 

'NO,' I argue with myself.

I can't.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She's trembling, and more sounds escaping her.

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

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

'No, I'm just getting started.'

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

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

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

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

Oh, there is absolutely no opposition on her face.

Her mind is elsewhere. 

It's so obvious.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My mouth opens, but no words escape.

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

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

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

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

Once more,

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

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

She can't go any longer,

'Good...neither can I.'

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

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

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

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

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

'See what you make me do?' 

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

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

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

'Such a gentle touch...'

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

I feel new heights, new waves of pleasure.

 I feel longing and a strong possession.

' This could be my ruin...'

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

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

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

She's my weakness, but also my drive.

' She is all in one.'

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

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

- No, there is simply happiness and comfort.

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

What if this is only lust I feel?

What if all that drove me was simply carnal desire?

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

I would never come to repeat those words to her.

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

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

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

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

she stiffens slightly before a gasp of surprise leaves her.

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

No. T-this wasn't my doing!

'I...I said that?

Why did I say it?!'

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

gently, I carry her to my bed

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

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

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

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

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

There is much more to it.

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

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

And I begin to wonder,

'Have I been here thinking for so long?'

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

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

"Yes?" I question her, waiting.

She wants to say something, I know it. 

She shifts slightly and now lays on my chest.

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

But I just can't.

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

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

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

I simply do as she says.

My arms wrap around her and my body relaxes.

My mind is now blank.

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

- And I feel tranquility.

She is everything to me.

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

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

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

[lily-radiance]

Even Flowers Can Bloom In The Winter- Bleach- Aizen, Byakuya, Grimmjow, and Ulquiorra x AFAB reader Teaser

Because the whole entire fanfiction is way too long I'm posting this teaser to get a general idea of the success of the entire document.

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Life in the soul society has always been both the best and worst thing that ever happened to you. Along the way you had known so many faces, so many comrades who had either fallen in battle, stopped caring about their duties, and of course those who had changed sides. You had always stood for the main ideals of the Soul Society to protect the world of the living from harm's way.

There was always a routine way of being a Soul Reaper, especially when you were the second lieutenant of squad six captain, Byakuya Kuchiki. He was arguably one of the toughest captains to put up with, but his lessons were valuable nonetheless, and you'd do anything to reach your potential. Of course your captain had the most specific training regimen, made you wake up early, ordered that if you were delivering paperwork of any kind it needed to go directly to the specified captain. If he found out you had cut corners, even by a little bit, the training would only grow harder.

Yet you would later discover that this rigid schedule would come to benefit you as time flew by instantaneously. No longer would you be just another student, just another average Soul Reaper! No, that was not in the stars for you, but maybe you would come to wish it was. Maybe ordinary life would be easier to handle.

"Look Yumichika, all I'm saying is you need to stand up to that bastard and reclaim your glory!", a rather tipsy Rangiku instructed the exhausted young man.

This was usual for the misfits, just like any other night with the clowns full of drama and energy. You leaned on the entryway of Rangiku's room, trying to connect the dots from afar without being dragged in. However a loose floorboard had other plans for you as your footing was not secure, causing you to trip and collapse near the two individuals.

"It's a surprise to see you here, (Y/N), I thought you didn't get involved in our personal affairs…", the flamboyant man chiding you for your abrupt appearance.

Of course he was kidding with you as this type of meeting was a regular occurrence in your select group of friends, and that always included you.

"I never said that, and you guys didn't leave room for me to join the conversation exactly. By the way, who's ass is on the line?"

Rangiku helped you get in a sitting position, still holding in a few chuckles from seeing your entrance. You really shouldn't have jumped down that rabbit hole, but at the time it seemed insignificant.

"Well Yumi here is complaining about Ikkaku, who said something about his appearance, and it didn't go well. Honestly I think he looks fine, but he won't take my opinion on the matter," she whispered to you, trying to hide the fact she just blabbed right in front of Yumichika.

"Hey don't tell her that! I thought you agreed to keep it secret! How will the other officials see me!? If Ikkaku, that bald idiot thinks I look bad!?"

A silence followed the outrageous comment, caused by the need to figure out if he was really serious. He always had these worries, even though you were pretty sure he was the epitome of gorgeous, besides his attitude levels.

It was just the thing you needed after a day's work, hearing your friend hold the silliest of insecurities, all while you and Rangiku clutched your abdomens, laughing hysterically. As much as Yumichika wanted to stay bitter, he found himself laughing right alongside you two.

"Okay, now that that topic is out of the way, and since we're talking appearances, let's list the most intriguing Soul Reapers! I'll go first, by saying that I'm plenty interested in that Izuru. Sure he could have more of a personality, but it isn't like we're going out or anything!", Rangiku continued on with the shenanigans.

You shared a look with the swordsman next to you, both of you holding a look of confusion and concern for her spontaneous interruption.

"Ugh there's so many boring guys here! And all the hot ones are our superiors anyways," he stated, clearly wanting to change the subject.

Yet his desire to end the conversation was shut down by another question from Rangiku.

"Uh yeah, have you seen them? I'm not saying we date them or anything, but at least give me some details! (Y/N), you're Captain Kuchiki's third seat! Isn't there anything interesting in squad six? Maybe Renji?"

You pushed her shoulder, flushed from the cheeks down to your neck at the assumption. Sure you may have had a small inkling of adoration for him, but only because he was one of the Captains of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads! And Renji was too infatuated with Rukia for your heart to develop an attachment.

"Grow up, Rangiku! Renji is not my type, plus he's had a crush on Rukia for years! Not to mention he's my superior as well!"

A devilish smile appeared on her features, resembling that of excess delight.

"But you didn't say anything about Captain Kuchiki! He's been single for a lifetime, plus you see him everyday, so you must at least have some sort of affliction connected!"

You wanted to tell yourself the liquor had gone to her head, which was probably true, but it wouldn't change anything because her mind was set on making you confess.

"There you go again, making assumptions about our lives! Y'know Rangiku you claim to like Izuru, but you've totally got the hots for Captain Hitsugaya! Especially at the training ground yesterday, you were so into him!", You countered in defense, wanting to protect your own personal information.

"Please you were the one who was on top of him!"

"Because he's helping me with my zanpakuto! Do you know how hard ice is to work with!? It takes so much spirit energy, and Toshiro has the most control with the element!"

The childish argument was just the entertainment Yumichika needed to get back on his feet, although he wasn't going to join the conversation without stirring the pot more.

"You both have it bad for a bunch of guys! Rangiku, you like Toshiro, and Izuru, and don't forget that episode with Shuhei! 

( Y/N) you are totally crushing on Captain Kuchiki, I mean I get it, he's pretty, but he's still an ass! And don't forget about the other one, Captain Aizen, right?"

Your pulse skipped a beat at that notion, unaware that Yumichika of all people had picked up on that small detail.

"Oh my goodness, (Y/N), you have it worse than I do! Two captains? Both of their squad barracks next to each other?"

That's when you remembered that mistake, how you had left a set of documents in your private quarters that the serious captain needed to be signed as soon as possible by the latter. You had placed them on your desk so you wouldn't lose them but your usual detour to the Squad Ten Barracks had ruined this plan.

"I have to go get some paperwork for Captain Aizen now! Sorry, see you guys tomorrow! Don't be dumb without me!", You announced just before rushing out of the small building, hoping that you could be quick without your own superior noticing your error in judgement.

You wouldn't normally use the Flash-Step technique unless it was an emergency, and in this case it was. You had been rigorously practicing the movement, but it still felt odd, becoming nothing more than a blur as passerbys wondered where you were headed at this time of night. You saw some familiar faces as you sped by, some giving you curious glances as you weaved through the bodies.

You had been promoted to the lieutenant of the sixth squad roughly a year prior, being commended for your abilities, but you were still placed in the third seat for an unknown reason. You never asked your captain, instead putting it up to random regulations that because you were so quick to raise your rank, they had to make sure you were ready for the position. 

Renji had even told you he was surprised you were placed below him in ranking, but he told you not to worry about it since you had similar duties and tasks to fulfill.

Aizen's Signature 

Before you knew it you had arrived at your own quarters, glancing around the halls for any signs of life besides the chatter of conversations inside shared rooms. Captains had the largest rooms, equipped with a number of different decorations and furnishings. Next were the lieutenant quarters, fit with a room big enough for an average bed, desk, couch and one bookshelf against a wall for any other special items that you may want to place in the empty space.

At last you found the pile of documents right where you left them, untouched and intact. Your eyes began to scan the letter, recognizing your own Captain's near perfect handwriting, but even in writing his tone remained the same, clear, concise, and strict just like his voice.

As you kept reading you began to feel like you were being lectured by the paper itself, the terminology was reminding you about the academy, and the stern teachers who despised the very idea of creativity. Mostly the letter was just to set up training schedules between the different squads, and listing the most impressive officers who deserved a recommendation, but alas, your name was not in Byakuya's mind, and therefore not written in ink on the page.

A slight spark of frustration crackled in the back of your skull, making you question your actual ranking among the various squads. Captain Hitsugaya had applauded your quick adaptability to learning the various techniques of your sword, and Captain Kuchiki had been taken aback by your kido use! Was it a once in a lifetime moment? Or had you simply imagined something that wasn't there in the first place? Whatever the cause, you still needed to take a jog to the Squad 5 barracks and offices, hoping that the much calmer Captain was still awake and responsive. You would have given the paperwork to Momo, but she seemed to be unavailable for the whole day, only talking to you in passing.

By the time you had left your comfortable hideout from the rest of the public, most of them were turning in for the night, and others were sneaking out to catch a break from the stressful Shinigami lifestyle. Unfortunately you could not do either after arriving at the neighboring squad quarters. After taking a breath to calm your nerves you knocked the back of your hand to the entryway frame, hoping that you could go back to your own matters without being afraid for your life.

You knocked a second time, this one a bit firmer so the sound could be heard from the other side. Your hand almost came back for one more attempt but the sliding door opened a hair before you made contact with the wall.

You'd been in multiple meetings with Sosuke Aizen since you became a lieutenant, and oftentimes those meetings brought quick conversation, of course before Head Captain Yamamoto listed his concerns and several strategies for the Soul Society to follow.

You found it convenient and a good idea to get to know your other superior, unsure of his overall personality, and abilities. The small talk was initially to make the early mornings more bearable, but you had come to understand, or rather believe, he wasn't as intense as the other Squad Captains.

You had always seen him, glanced his way, even bumped into him by accident when walking(apologizing profusely), but you'd never been so close to him in that instance. For the first time you had seen a completely different man, unable to form a cohesive sentence as your vision lingered on the pushed back hairstyle and lack of glasses. You found yourself trying to gather an explanation for your sudden appearance, and realizing you should probably arrive earlier to meetings.

"Lieutenant (L/N)? What are you doing awake at this time?" His eyes remained transfixed on your own frame, ghosting over your features in an attempt to wake up his mind.

You handed him the sheets of paper, shuddering as your hand lightly traced his own when pulling away.

"Captain Kuchiki wanted me to deliver these to you this morning but I completely forgot. I know it's late but he said it was important and needed input. You technically don't have to do this right now, it's rather dark out, so-"

But your thought was left behind as he opened the door wider, and stepped inside to grab a brush. He looked back at you, a quirk in his eyebrow forming into a questioning expression.

"It's alright, I was awake anyways." He eased your mind of the subject, then motioned for you to come inside.

"This won't take long, lieutenant, but you're free to make yourself comfortable in the meantime. Your captain sure likes his elaborate messages…"

You're sure you weren't supposed to hear that last part, wondering if all of Byakuya's letters were cryptic or logical. And if they were, how many had he sent lately?

"Hmm? That's interesting," you heard him mutter as you turned back towards the desk.

"What is it, sir? Is something the matter?"

He glanced back over his shoulder, a roll of his eyes accompanying it. He moved to the side, allowing you room near the desk.

"This is a set of documents for each of the Squad Captains to fill out, a list of recommendations for accomplished Soul Reapers and I don't see your name on Captain Kuchiki's list…."

You were stumped as he outright stated the lack of favor that the stoic man held for you. You were expecting him to hand it back to you, sure he had listed the most qualified candidates, but he began to finish up, a creased brow still in action as he leaned down to meet the desk's shorter height.

The document was placed back into your hand gently as his task was done. You would have asked who he wrote down had he not spoken aloud.

"Now not only did Captain Hitsugaya recommend you, but several others including myself did too, that way you'll be sure to get a spot in the top rankings. Plus the lieutenants also have to rank and recommend their peers as well, so I'm sure you'll be fine."

Wait? Did he not only disagree with Byakuya's opinion, but he put your name on the list! Has the world caved in and lost all sense of reason? Whatever the case, your heart was beating at a speeding rate.

"Thank you, Captain Aizen- but you didn't need to -"

He gave you a knowing glance, that same look of curiosity, of analysis, the same eyes that could make you stop dead in your tracks.

"I was going to recommend you anyway, so it wasn't out of the way. And you can drop the formalities, (L/N), it's not necessary and I don't want to get used to knowing you as just another lieutenant."

He had followed you out the door, saying his piece to let you know he wasn't going to scold you for casual conversation.

"Then, thank you Aizen, for the recommendation. I'll be sure to drop it off as soon as I reach the office."

Even just saying his last name made you feel a sense of guilt after hearing so many lessons about respecting superior officers.

He smiled at the moment, noting your expression in his mind, the look of uncertainty dwindling across your eyes as the greeting left you.

"I'm glad to hear that, but hurry back, it's getting late, and there's lots of work to be done tomorrow. Goodnight (L/N)."

And with that message the door slid shut once again, prompting you to make a quick retreat to the barracks, hoping to inform both Rangiku and Yumichika of the day's events.

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Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes crinkled as he finally began reading over other officer recommendations, unsure as to why the fifth division captain would put you in. Hitsugaya he could understand, Ukitake was friendly to everyone, Kyoraku actually wanted you on his squad, Unohana had instantly taken a liking to you, but Aizen was a mystery.

It wasn't that it bothered him necessarily, but the plain fact that he was purposefully trying to get your abilities higher before moving you upwards. It wasn't that you weren't strong enough, in fact you could beat Renji if you really set your mind to it, but you weren't going to use a battle against your friend for leverage.

Your skills were fragile at this point, they could be exceptionally strong if you were in control, but the slightest wrong move could severely hurt your body, and those around you.

He didn't want to doubt you, didn't want to seem like the unjust captain he had been painted to be. Yet he needed to keep it evident that the art of the zanpakuto took centuries to master, it was not so simple as knowing how to wield a sword.

Even though Toshiro was actively teaching you how to manage the ice, it was nothing like Hyorynmaru, and wasn't as strong either. While Toshiro's blade was physically stronger, you could create multiple ice copies at once, easily creating decoys for battle. Not only that but you could use the element to your advantage, switching between copies at the last moment if your life was threatened. Of course you could use the ice in easier ways such as slipping or freezing an opponent but that was predictable..

Even with the several advantages, your body was not indestructible, and the ice was certainly not your friend either. If you went too long it could land either a cold or an actual blanket of frost on certain aspects of your body. Still this only made you want to work harder, chasing that dream of strength and virtue.

Was he wrong for not pushing your limits? Or was he wrong for underestimating you as a soul reaper? Was he actually upset about your skills being recommended by several captains? Or was he worried you could not handle the responsibility?

Whatever the case, his mind was not at ease, it was relentless and setting his mood even lower than usual. He never understood the typical types of people, instead too focused on his own being to adapt and be open.

Even with his statuesque facade, it did make him happy that you said good morning, that you wished him well when you went off on missions, that you would ask if he had taken a break when he's sitting at his desk in absolute exhaustion.

"Captain Kuchiki? Are you alright,sir?`` Renji spoke up as he passed by.

Byakuya hadn't even noticed the time passing as he stared into the nothingness of the paper. Unable to look away from where your name was written on several lines, each detailing notes and critiques.

"Yes, I'm looking through the recommendations from the other captains, and seeing their reports."

His curt tone was made all the more snappy when he finished the sentence and finally put the papers down.

"Is something the matter with the reports? Did a captain not sign?`` Renji glanced over at the desk. While he was typically out training at this time of day, instead he had come by and was delivering documents just like you were the other night.

Byakuya only let out a huff, seeing yet another captain had written down your name. Wait? Another? Hitsugaya. Kyoraku. Ukitake. Unohana. Aizen. Ichimaru. Soi Fon. Zaraki.

Eight out of thirteen squad captains had recommended you be put more towards the front lines than stay in your current position. 

Some captains even wanted to test your strength (Kenpachi). Others simply wanted to see your Kido(Unohana and Ukitake). 

Some had already considered you tough after the first few weeks of joining ( Soi Fon). 

The rest wanted to see just what your zanpakuto was capable of (Aizen, Ichimaru, Kyoraku).

Not to mention that later in time the lieutenants and lower would recommend their peers, making it an even bigger challenge to keep you out of the front lines. 

With this much commotion and praise, why wouldn't you be moved to the second seat? Because that decision was still his and he intended to do his job despite the bias forming.

"Many of the other captains want to temporarily recruit (L/N) to see her skills in various levels. My only concern is that she's not fully grasping her zanpakuto techniques as I had hoped."

Renji was surprised that his own captain had not thought you were worthy of higher level training. He'd even stated that you were doing incredibly well when you first joined the soul society a year ago…

"Well then I think it's a good opportunity for her to branch out with other Captains and get to know the different squads. She's been training with both you and Toshiro ever since she joined."

While he wanted to disagree with his subordinate, Lieutenant Abarai was probably right, and it wouldn't make sense to disagree with the other captains as well. 

"Then who should I appoint her to? It isn't as clear as choosing between two captains when eight have shown an interest. Kenpachi is a definite no, Ukitake can't strain himself too much, Kyoraku is rather lazy when it comes to training. So who else would be a good match?"Byakuya looked up at Renji, hoping he could make a decent decision.

"Well that leaves Hitsugaya, Unohana, Soi Fon, Ichimaru and Aizen, right? Personally, knowing her and her combat abilities, I think she should train with either Aizen or Soi Fon, since the others still don't have the training type she would need to be successful."

Once again Sosuke Aizen was connected to you for an unknown reason. Why in the world would he be interested in your capabilities? Soi Fon he could deduce, she was the stealth squad captain and could significantly help you with battle tactics.

Of all the decisions he would make as a captain, this felt far too stressful. Personally he didn't think this new idea of passing around Lieutenants was a great plan. Shouldn't you stick with one mentor? Especially if that mentor is your captain? He's supposed to be teaching you these survival skills, not some other Captain he knows next to nothing about.

"I'll split the mentor training between the two of them then, Soi Fon one week, Aizen the next, and it will alternate until it is decided that the mentorship should end and her final abilities will be criticized by those who trained her, myself, and Head Captain Yamamoto."

For once Renji was glad he wasn't a favorite amongst the other Squad Captains, not expecting the training to have such an impact on your reputation as a soldier.

At that instance he realized something that was different about your positions. Even though Renji was the second seat underneath Captain Kuchiki, he never went through the rigorous training like you had. In fact, the very thought of his Captain sending you to deliver paperwork was unusual.

 "What if her training results don't meet the expectations? She's still an incredibly strong figure in the Court Guard Squads."

Byakuya merely glanced back towards the papers in hand, preparing to show them to the Head Captain and announce his decision to the others he would like you to train under. 

He looked towards his second seat once more before leaving his office, gray eyes cold and detached.

"That result could have multiple outcomes, but the two most likely of those are that she stays in her current position, or is dropped to fourth seat. The unlikely third choice is that she keeps training and eventually meets the expectations, staying at her level as lieutenant. And the final option, she is dropped from my squad and moved."

With that negative comment, he was gone, wanting nothing more than to get this meeting over with. It wasn't just the concept of the meeting that bothered him, but his inner soul was unsure if he had made the right decision. What if his decision would ultimately drop you farther in ranking? What if you did exceptionally well and were moved to a different squad entirely? Would you still be a lieutenant, but under a different superior? 

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Idiotic Trio 

Meanwhile, you were currently being forced to answer ridiculous questions by Rangiku and Yumichika, once again.

"HE PUT YOUR NAME ON THE LIST!? (Y/N), YOU ARE SO LUCKY!! HOW DID IT HAPPEN EXACTLY!?"

It didn't matter who was asking the questions at this point, as both peers were head over heels for your news report.

"Uh yeah it wasn't all that exciting, but when I went to drop off the paperwork, he invited me into his quarters, and put my name down? It really wasn't a big deal, the only thing that really confused me was his change of appearance. He had completely changed his hairstyle and he wasn't wearing those glasses. I mean I understand, you have routines for sleep I guess…"

You realized you had made a terrible mistake when you started the explanation with your superior inviting you into his room.

"You totally slept with him, didn't you? It's such an easy decision, the guy looks like a god, and your name is on the list so that's a plus….", Rangiku began, completely missing the point of how many rules that every scenario would be suggesting as broken.

*No, that's not what happened at all! It was just really cold outside and he was being polite, unlike some people who think I would just sleep with a superior!"

They both sighed in defeat, secretly hoping you had gotten lucky, while also hoping you hadn't.

"Okay, so you didn't sleep with the guy, but he totally did ya' a favor? Seems mighty suspicious! And what do you mean he changed his appearance before bed? Was he even hotter?"Yumichika interrupted.

Once more you could feel heat rising to your cheeks, mind reflecting back to the close proximity of you and him.

"(Y/N), you can create ice clones right? Just show us what you saw!"Rangiku suggested.

As much as you wanted to shy away from this discussion, all hope had been lost when you arrived in the first place.

"I've been practicing making clones of myself, but I could try it out on someone else. But don't get your hopes up when it turns into a puddle of water."

You reached for the zanpakuto on your hip, slightly unsheathing the blade from the scabbard, and tried to imagine the scenes from the night before. What exactly did he look like? How tall was he again? Did his eyes always have the ability to stop you in your tracks? 

Soon enough the frost from your blade had formed into an exact replica of the man in your mind. The whole point of your clones was to make them seem living, as though they weren't made of the frozen material. But as you stared at the figure from your position on the floor your heart was striking against your chest with vicious beats.

"Holy shit, that's what he looked like!?You should have slept with him! I don't think I can handle it if you destroy it!", Rangiku exclaimed.

Those eyes never left you, following you as you stood up and walked around to examine the copy. Every detail was there, the way his hair was pushed away from his eyes, strands falling loosely down his forehead. Or how his uniform was the very same as the real deal that every Captain wore. Even as you knew it was just a carved piece of ice, it felt as though the real Sosuke Aizen was looking through you, trying to gain information from your stance, your expression, your proximity, your emotional range, and waiting for further instruction.

"What do you need, Lieutenant?"

Even his voice made you struggle to think clearly, matching the polite tone and warmth of the real Sosuke Aizen. Had your zanpakuto known what you were thinking? What you were imagining? What both Rangiku and Yumichika had suggested? Or had your soul been a catalyst to make the ice figures hand land on your jaw, cold enough to make you visibly shiver and almost recoil.

These clones were meant for battle, made to pick up on social cues and clear instruction from their summoner. But because of your lack of orders, this clone had gone off the assumption of your mind's memory, and your slight infatuation with the generous Captain of Squad Five.

"(Zanpakuto name) clone dismissed,"you instructed as the illusion crumbled and blew away, leaving nothing more than traces of frost where it previously stood.

Rangiku and Yumichika were too stunned to form a polite response, instead gasping as you returned to your position on the floor.

"Why did you destroy him!? I didn't get the chance to commit him to memory!" Yumichika whined.

That was part of the reason you destroyed the clone, an air of uncomfortability shadowing the room.

"Because I'm not leaving an exact replica of our superior walking around the barracks! Plus I can't keep it up for too long, you guys know that. Captain Kuchiki would be furious if he found out I was using my zanpakuto for something like this!"

Captain Hitsugaya appeared in the doorway, a frustrated expression on his face.

"What exactly would Captain Kuchiki be furious about, Lieutenant (L/N)? Are you slacking off again? You know I nominated you for a reason…"

All three of you idiots shut up on the spot, hoping he had not seen the replica or heard your previous conversation.

"Captain Hitsugaya, I was just practicing on my kido techniques, and Rangiku was helping me, but I need to take a break. I just don't want to overwork myself, especially before training begins next week. Also, aren't you supposed to be in that meeting with Head Captain Yamamoto?"

His eyes widened as he once again realized the joke was on him for trusting Kyoraku. That guy had told him the wrong time on purpose! At that realization he Flash-Stepped to the meeting, hoping he wouldn't be too late.

Even with the lighthearted air, your mind wandered back to moments ago. What did you want that clone to do besides show Rangiku and Yumichika? Would you have moved closer? And what about the real Captain Aizen? If he had done the same would you-

"Earth to (Y/N)? Hey are you alright?" The busty woman interjected.

"Yeah I'm just thinking about something I have to do, for the office. I think there was something about training inexperienced cadets, and I was thinking of signing up…"

The two energetic soul reapers glanced at each other before looking back at you with a blank stare.

"Signing up? Hey, wait isn't that taught by-"

"Captain Ukitake obviously! You guys need to get your minds out of the gutter! I would obviously be helping Ukitake because he's a really good mentor."

"He doesn't make you do any work! It's like you're signing up for nothing!"

"Maybe I would like to do nothing! Why can't I take a job that is easy? You guys act like I'm not allowed to take it easy," you sighed.

Without warning Rangiku put her hand against your forehead, feeling for any drastic changes in temperature.

"How often have you been using your zanpakuto?"

You wanted to say "not a lot" but that would be a lie, and lying to Rangiku was one of the most difficult tasks, especially when she knows the truth beforehand.

"A normal amount of time, why do you ask?"

"Because you're getting cold, like really really cold. And you didn't summon that clone for a super long time, so there's no reason you should be like this unless you overdid it again."

You glanced to the side, hoping your evasive maneuver would work against the redhead, but of course it did not.

"You did, didn't you!? (Y/N), you have to be careful about this stuff! What if you get sick and miss the training? Or you get sick during? Or you do super well but wear yourself out?"

You knew they were just worried about you, but it didn't dismantle the urge to defend yourself.

"I'll just take a hot shower when I get back to the barracks and I'll sleep it off. You guys don't need to act like I'm dying or anything."

Yet as you were about to stand, both of them grabbed an arm and pulled you back down, determined to make sure you were truly okay.

"But we're trying to be here for you and it's concerning when your ice acts up. Something else has to be going on?"Rangiku explained.

"Okay I admit I'm not one hundred percent amazing, but it's really stupid. Captain Kuchiki handed me some paperwork I needed to get signed by Captain Aizen, and it happened to be the recommendation forms. But under Captain Kuchiki's list of experienced soldiers, I wasn't on the list, and I didn't check any other lists. Why would my own captain not put me there? He's been complimenting my techniques in training…and Aizen signed my name."

Rangiku and Yumichika both put an instinctive hand on your shoulders, trying to support you as best as possible. For the rest of the day, all they did was look out for you, even asking if they needed to speak to Captain Kuchiki for you.

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Sosuke always hated these meetings, dreading the idea of sitting amongst a group of people he really didn't care about. But if his plan in the Soul Society was to work, he needed to play the part, and that included attending the Captain only meetings.

"I've gathered you all here today to discuss the Lieutenants that have stood out most amongst our different squads, whether they be new or old, does not matter. Today we will only be basing this off Captain recommendations, and will have a meeting following the Lieutenant recommendations. Now I do not mean personal recommendations based on just feeling, but their skill as a Soul Reaper, as a protector of our realm and The World Of The Living. I will read off the names of those who have been prominently chosen, who they were chosen by, and ask why."

Okay maybe he had to admit that this meeting was a little interesting, seeing how the superior shinigami considered their subordinates.

"The first name I'll read is Lieutenant Renji Abarai with three recommendations from Captain Kuchiki, Ukitake, and Unohana. Why did each of you suggest this Lieutenant?"

Byakuya began, standing at the table and facing the Head Captain, keeping his voice even.

"Lieutenant Abarai is a strong soul reaper, who I feel would benefit my squad the most with his range and dedication."

Next was Captain Ukitake, who if he was being honest didn't think too much about this decision, opting to put down one of the first lieutenants he trusted. Unohana then addressed how Renji needed to work on his Kido, and she could teach him certain techniques to maintain his health on the field.

There were so many names that he found his eyes wandering around the room, regretting his choice to wear glasses he didn't need within the Soul Society, later gaining a slight headache when they were finally off. 

"One of the most heavily selected Lieutenants was officer (Y/N) (L/N) with several recommendations from Captain Hitsugaya, Ukitake, Kyoraku, Unohana, Zaraki, Ichimaru, Aizen and Soi Fon."

His interest was piqued once again, but he was annoyed at the fact Gin had purposefully picked your name as well. Whether they were comrades in a secret alliance or not, did not change the frustration building within his eyes.

Captain Hitsugaya's Recommendation

"Lieutenant (L/N) was my first choice because of her use of another ice zanpakuto. Her abilities are strong but she does not have the full capabilities yet to reach her potential. I would like to help her master these abilities before she slips up."

Captain Zaraki's Recommendation 

"The kid has incredible strength with just a Shikai, and I want to see just how tough she can get!"

Captain Ukitake's Recommendation 

"I can help her work on preserving strength when fighting with a health disadvantage."

Captain Kyoraku's Recommendation

"The girl has a spirit we haven't seen in a long time, and that alone proves her prowess as a member of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads."

Captain Unohana's Recommendation

"Like Captain Ukitake I want to help her understand her boundaries but not be completely limited by them. I want to teach her healing techniques if she is unable to manually patch wounds or side effects in battle."

Captain Ichimaru's Recommendation 

"Her reaction timing is rather fast, and I want to try my own tactics to see how she does."

Captain Soi Fon's Recommendation

"While she has a fast reaction time and speed, she can forget that stealth is important in battle. If she can master stealth, she won't need to worry about close combat as much."

He breathed out a sigh, waiting for the Head Captain to call his name, watching in silence as the others gave their opinions without fail. Their reasons were similar, all having high expectations and wanting to see you through. Some even wanted you to switch squads entirely.

"Lieutenant (L/N) can use her zanpakuto to make realistic ice clones, send long distance attacks, or freeze someone up close. I want to use Kyoka Suigetsu's power and teach her other ways to control the water around her if need be. Not only is her blade incredibly strong but her dedication exceeds any other lieutenant, including my own."

His eyes locked on Byakuya Kuchiki, well aware of the last statement undermining his supposed views of Renji.

"Does anyone else have something to say about the lieutenant in question? Or more plans to be decided?" Yamamoto asked, his eyes searching the room.

Byakuya stood back up, glancing at the brunette, before speaking once more.

"Head Captain, lieutenant (L/N) may be dedicated and her potential strong, but she is not ready to move up in rank despite the training we have yet to put in motion. She is at risk of her own zanpakuto and should not be rushed further into her duties until it is under control. We can not make blind assumptions based on strength and dedication alone."

Sosuke stood up next, along with Hitsugaya, both preparing to counter against the sixth division captain.

"We're not making assumptions, Captain Kuchiki, we are taking a calculated path to better suit her needs and improve her abilities, just as you should be. She only trains with you and Captain Hitsugaya, but she needs to be well rounded in everything to meet the goal. If you don't change anything, she won't get better," He challenged his colleague, trying his best to stay calm while getting his point across.

Toshiro nodded in agreement, as everyone stared in preparation for Byakuya's response.

"Then we'll see how the training goes, but don't be too surprised if it doesn't fix the issues at hand, Captain Aizen. Captain Hitsugaya."

With that note the Lieutenants were sorted by their respective Captains, and just like he said he would, Byakuya listed you under Aizen and Soi Fon, hoping that this escapade would be worth it. He actually did like the captain of the stealth squad, her being the apprentice of Yoruichi made her one of the best mentor options.

You were still at Rangiku’s, lounging around and trying to destress, no longer worrying about the past couple days. This brought back memories of when you first joined the Soul Society, how warmly she welcomed you, despite Toshiro reminding her of curfew and manners. Despite her captain’s indifferent demeanor, he was always kind to you and tried his best to keep you on the right track.

“What if I don’t do well? If Captain Kuchiki no longer sees me as his third seat? Would someone replace me or would there no longer be a second lieutenant?” 

You asked as she began to put some dishes away.

“That won’t happen, you’re too much of a badass! And if for some reason that does happen, eight other captains were floored by your skills!”

That response made you pause, not realizing that she had that information.

“You knew the whole time!? And which captains? Do you know what they said? Was it all good-”

“Yes, several captains, including myself, were quite impressed with your capabilities. But of course you know it falls on Captain Kuchiki to have the final declaration.” Toshiro entered the room, exhausted from the laborious meeting.

“The captains who put a good word in were myself, Captain Ukitake, Kyoraku, Unohana, Soi Fon, Zaraki,  Ichimaru and Aizen. We all agreed you were among the top protectors of the Soul Society. I don’t know which of us will be selected, I left afterwards, but I’m sure you shall know soon enough.”

You were still in disbelief, shocked that your superiors had even registered your  presence, let alone been impressed.

“Was there anything of note? Anything specific that is important?” 

Toshiro thought about your question and felt a thread of concern for how you would take this information. He didn’t know whether to tell you what Byakuya had said or leave it alone.

“I don’t have as many details as I would like to give you, but just know you’re in a good place with practically all of the squads, and certain captains are going to be persistent to have you switch divisions. If you want to know more you should go see your captain and ask for the rest. And please don’t tell him you know who recommended you, we’re not exactly close.”

You stood up from the dining table, wishing both Rangiku and Toshiro farewell, reminding yourself you needed to fill in Yumichika when he wasn’t working.

Byakuya's Reason 

The walk back to your division felt less intense that night, papers and signatures no longer confining you to work. Instead, you needed to focus on getting out of this slump, whether or not it would be easy. 

After all, if this is what it meant to be a Soul Reaper, then there was nothing more to do but train and learn. Although you wished it would involve more knowledge than training, you'd rather not be near Captain Kurotsuchi and his experiments.

No, the knowledge you craved was to understand why hollows existed, why they killed so mercilessly, and how to protect the World Of The Living for good. Was there a possibility to undo the replication and rise of the hollow population? Were there techniques that could truly hurt a hollow? Could a hollow be turned back into a previous form?

If you were demoted, was it possible to rise back in ranking? To be as acknowledged as you wished? For your job as a Soul Reaper to stretch beyond mundane tasks?

 You hoped you would never have to answer those questions, heart sinking at the thought of losing the dream keeping you afloat. Without your thoughts pulling you down further, you stepped into the Sixth division office, looking for Byakuya.

“So that’s it? You’ve decided not to keep her under your wing for the next few weeks? She will be your lieutenant in name only, don't you understand, Captain Kuchiki?” A muffled voice spoke as you neared the cracked, office door.

“If my training has not been sufficient, and other Captains are interested in her supposed prowess, what more can I do, Lieutenant Abarai?”

You peeked through the door, eyes straining to see the superior and subordinate engaged in a heated conversation. Renji seemed to be more vengeful,while Byakuya was trying to keep his tone in check.

“You can do so much more, you can train her more, or even try and talk to Yamamoto! You can’t just stop trying when your subordinate isn’t grasping the techniques! If you tried harder-”

“I am trying to do what is best for her and the Thirteen Court Guard Squads! I cannot go against eight captains, or Yamamoto! My techniques are not suited for training Lieutenant (L/N) the art of the zanpakuto, and neither are yours. She has extreme skill with Kido and managing her speed but there is more she needs to progress in. Captain Soi Fon will teach her stealth, while Captain Aizen teaches her sword techniques and healing Kido. That is the end of this discussion, Lieutenant Abarai, now please excuse me.”

Aizen's Reasoning 

You would have moved, but you had become distracted with the conversation and staying quiet. While you could not move from the hallway, you acted as though you were on your way out, standing near your own office door. His eyes briefly glanced your way before he continued to the exit, unable to say even the smallest greeting.

“(Y/N), I tried but he made up his mind as soon as the meeting ended,  he had already handed the documents to the old man. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to help you, even if it’s just training assignments, I know this meant a lot to you.” Renji placed a hand on your shoulder, hoping his apology came across as genuine.

You pushed his arm away, that sinking feeling returning to your chest as everything clicked into place.

“Don’t apologize for something like this,it wasn’t your fault. At least eight captains thought I was worthwhile, yeah?” 

Renji hummed, slightly jealous of your bigger recommendation list, although he knew you weren’t happy.

“Yeah, we’ll see how that goes when your dumbass lands in trouble, especially with Captain Soi Fon. She’s pretty tough, even for you.”

You lightly smacked his arm at the nickname, remembering to steal his hair ties when the opportunity presented itself.

“Don’t forget who has a huge crush on his captain’s younger sister, that’s pretty stupid, even for you Renji.”

“What!? I do not! Rukia and I are just friends, same as always! You’re hanging out with Rangiku too much, your brain is dissolving into nothing but mush.”

At that comment you rolled your eyes, expecting nothing more than a jab at your friend group from Renji. 

“At least I have a brain, unlike you! Seriously, that Kido spell was not meant to blow up in your face! Didn’t you hear the instructions, Stupid strawberry?”

You attempted to block his hand that was aiming to flick your forehead, although it didn’t last long as you gripped his wrist and pushed.

“Do you two pick fights often? Or is it just when you’re in the office?”

You both froze at the joking tone, turning to see Aizen standing a few feet from your squabble, smiling as you stepped back from Renji.

“Oh, so sorry Captain, I was just talking to (Y/N) about training and got carried away.” Renji put distance between you and him, sheepish after being caught annoying you.

You sent a glare towards Renji, well aware that he was the one at fault here.

“Don’t worry, I’m not scolding anyone, but I was looking for your captain, and I needed to talk with him about the meeting from today. I assume he’s not here, given your antics, so I’ll be on my way.”

He turned around, heading for the stairway, when you began to follow. You turned to Renji who motioned for you to go ahead without him, and waved.

“Captain Aizen, wait! I need to ask you something!”

He could hear the patter of your footsteps close behind, pausing his strides and waiting for your question. 

“I know you put me in for the recommended lieutenants, and I don’t understand out of everyone, your reasoning for choosing me. I do appreciate your assistance in the matter, but you did not have to go to such lengths for a mere gesture.”

He laughed a bit at that sentiment, finding it amusing how confused this seemed to make you. 

“(Y/N), it wasn’t just a gesture, and what I said at that meeting was the truth, that I do respect you and your strength, going even farther than just a colleague. Captain Kuchiki did not think you were ready to move upwards in combat, he claimed you would be unable to stand the pressures, but I believe you easily could, with training. So rest assured, I have no intentions to force you to join my squad, or decrease your ranking in any way.”

He was about to continue walking, but decided to add more information.

“It’s your decision how you choose to use this training, not mine, or Captain Kuchiki’s. So don’t feel like you have to do anything at all, and that includes formalities like I said before.”

You hadn’t realized that he addressed you by your first name until mentioning a lack of formalities, but by that point he had started descending the stairs.

“You’re still my superior, and it isn’t a feeling, I know I need this training, whether or not you think I do, Captain Aizen. I know my abilities can grow, so if you’re worried about pushing my limits, then don’t be, I’m stronger than you might think.”

Your words, like everything else you said or did, had a certain edge to them, invoking curiosity where it lay buried in his soul.

"Then I guess I'll have to see you in action, (Y/N). Surprise me."

Those were his last words as he walked off, smiling at the pure confidence you displayed. If only you knew his intentions, maybe you would have stood a chance.

"You are hanging out with Rangiku too much! I swear you two both try to get in trouble!" Renji spoke from the second level of the office, chin in hand as he watched the encounter.

"Y'know maybe I'm hanging out with you too much, ever think of that, Lieutenant Abarai?"

Your mocking never ceased to amaze him, always making him question how you two formed such a strong friendship. Even if he did want to fault Rangiku, which he almost always did, you were your own person in that conversation. 

In fact it seemed as though he saw a spark light in your eyes the moment Byakuya left and Aizen arrived.

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[crying-fantasies]

Spirit Attachment (Promo)

It could be ambiguous, maybe in some kind of sick joke while the feeling of being watched from a distance to at least a couple of centimeters gives you the terrible feeling that in reality, something is off.

In such an horrifying degree.

"Hey, you."

And the demanding voice of the body less being only feed your fear while facing the nothingness in front, where there is supposed to be at least wind that carries said voice.

Strange things happen to strange people, but at least you wanted to say that you weren't that rare even if your family and friends would prefer to said otherwise.

As fast as the rhythm of of your heart, fueled by the fear, the strange pressure and the cold, you found yourself screaming bloody murder while a death being, or at least what you thing is a dead thing that apparently is amused by your scared reactions, that you are now quite familiar with only appears from thin air.

Is in you to try and thrown a rock at it in vain or not for restore your lost honor while hearing it laugh like a maniac, to the point where you almost hear bone with bone contact, trying not to form a horrible image out of a horror movie with a deformed or twisted ghost.

Yet again, why is a ghost around? And why for todo lo que es bueno it prefers to act like a complete jerk poltergeist in your presence and your presence alone? It makes you look like a crazy person in the streets and in home.

Said laugh died easily, giving that as what it would do for the next hours, at least if you have luck and it will try little things like in the past, like things missing and so on, it was like a kid trying to do bad jokes for the sake of having attention.

Of course, you would horrified by the fact that said being is not exactly a ghost, but something way scarier and with more chance of snapping your neck with it's finger if he wanted.

But for the moment, scaring the shit out of you in it's free time was a way to be entertained.

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Ulquiorra Cifer  x Reader- Chapter 1 (Bleach)

"You want me to what?!!" Rukia winced. "It's been tough managing the soul society. "I want them to adjust to their new life. So I need someone to help him around Karakura. "

"A-Ask Orihime! Look how close they are!!" you pointed as the oranged haired girl blinked upon hearing her name. She turned to you wave happily.

 "Hi (Y/N)-chan!!!" she giggled and you sweatdropped. Rukia did the same as Orihime turned back chatting with the green eyed espada. 

"She isn't the most responsible." Rukia conveyed.

"I can see that." you sighed. "Fine, I'll help him. I have room if he needs a place to stay temporarily. " Rukia beamed. 

"That's great!"

"Temporary!" you stressed.

"Y-Yes," Rukia replied with a laugh.

~~

"Human." You jumped. 

"Crap, I almost forgot you were behind me, you're so quiet."

Rukia explained the situation. After the war, Grimmjow and the others became your alliances. So you were helping them in any way you can. You didn't mind Nel, or even Grimmjow. That's because you could always read them. But with Ulquiorra, you couldn't and it unnerved you. Being around him made you uneasy. Your body turned and you looked at him.

Those blank eyes. It made chills run up your spine. Not the good kind either. He was currently in a gigai. So to the human eye he was pale, but humanly pale. He looked emo. No one would think twice about questioning him.

"My name isn't human." you corrected.

"What is your name?"

"It's (Y/N). " He nodded. 

"Very well, (Y/N)-san. What is that thing?" he pointed towards a guy selling cotton candy at a stand. "Oh, it's a snack." He kept staring intensely and you chuckled internally. 

"Maybe he wants to try it." 

You moved over to the salesman, greeting him and purchasing one of the bundles of cotton candy in a clear bag. You thanked the man walking back over to Ulquiorra. 

"Here you go." You held out the snack and he took it. For a while he just stared, and then you realized he probably had no idea how to open it. You pulled at the top popping it open. You dipped your hand in, taking out a piece and putting it in your mouth. 

You chewed happily. You really liked sweets. When you looked back, Ulquiorra was staring at you in amazement. You stifle a laugh. 

"Try some." you encouraged. He did, taking a piece and placing it in his mouth. His eyes opened a fraction when it touched his tongue.

"It's sweet." you nod. "Yep." your head titled."Do you not like sweets?" you asked.

"I've never had any."

"Oh, well now you have." you stated. He gave a nod, dipping his hand back in and taking another bite. The both of you continued on your way and you smiled a little.

"He might be entertaining to have around." 

You didn't have much to do since the war was done. You could use the entertainment. He would be helping with the cleaning of hollows so it wasn't like he was just going to be lazing around.

~~~

"So that's the bath. If you need anything else just let me know." you handed him some fresh towels. 

"Also I think we need to go and get you some more clothes. " He looked down at his jeans and shirt. "This is fine." he assured.

"You're gonna need more than just one outfit. "

"Why?"

"U-Uh, b-because, w-well because you can't wear that everyday. Things get dirty so you have to wash it."

"We never washed at Hueco Mundo." your eyebrow twitches. 

"Well here we do."

"Humans are strange." He commented.

"Anyway I have to get to my job so just hang out here. Try not to break anything." you instructed. You didn't give a chance to reply because you were rushing out the door.

Ulquiorra stood watching as you ran off. "Humans are rather impolite as well. " he said aloud.

[mx-kenpachi-be-thic]

Bleach Would Includes, Self-ships, and Drabbles...

Requests:OPEN

I don’t do Canon x Canon, but I do all kinds of other requests, like...

Would includes, where you send me a scenario and I write some key points about what the scenario would involve. (Example) Here are some scenarios I’ve done before:

“Dating ______ would include…”

“Cuddling with  ______ would include…”

“Jealous!______ would include…”

“______ dominating you would include…”

(Yes, that does mean I do mature requests, too, but all mature subjects will be implied with “playing,” because... well, because tumblr.)

Self-ships are a bit simpler. You just tell me a little about yourself (including your sexuality - all members of the LGBTQ community is welcome here), I decide who I ship you with, and also write up a small scenario. (Example)

And finally, my Drabbles are a bit more complicated, but all it is, is you submit a gif to me, also telling me who your favorite character is (if you feel something else is relevant, you can tell me that, too, don’t tell me any story ideas), and then I will write a quick drabble about the first idea that came to mind when I saw the gif. (example)

As always, I reserve the right to deny any request; this happens very rarely, however. I love interesting and ‘strange’ ideas - I’ve always been a fan of (LEGAL) big age differenced in couples.

Do know, however, that all “readers” will be written as gender-neutral unless otherwise specified.

Characters I would love to work with:

Kenpachi Zaraki

Isshin Kurosaki

Jushiro Ukitake 

Shunsui Kyoraku

Ichigo Kurosaki

Renji Abarai

Rukia Kuchiki

Byakuya Kuchiki

Yasutora Sado (Chad)

Ulquiorra Cifer

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Yamamoto (no, I am not kidding)

etc. etc. etc.

ALL CHARACTERS WELCOME!

[sashi-ya]

𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆. barista! ulquiorra cifer x f! reader. nsfw

request: Ulquiorra and fem!Reader "discovering" each other, the way innocent creatures do. They're both completely inexperienced and try making their way around each other, at times she's too yielding, maybe he's somewhat forceful (in the "isn't this what I'm supposed to be doing?" kind of way), being completely mesmerised by her foreign to him self (maybe only half aware of that). Cute and a little bit dark ("you've forfeited your right to belong to another. you have given yourself to me, and must accept the consequences of your foolish action." or something emo like that lol). Bonus points for ONNA, but I'll understand if you skip it ;) Thank you for filling whichever one, or just for reading <3 a/n: hi anon! of course love!! it's a little long but I love to write for Ulqui so I hope you enjoy 💙 tw: +18 mdni. first time together. discovering each other. oral g/r. masturbating g/r. romantic (as romantic as ulquiorra can be) love making. rough in the end. open to interpretation wether you want them to be virgins or not. wc: 3.8k masterlist

While your lips suck on a paper straw, your eyes are only focused upon “an emerald mystery”. 

Those smaragdine eyes, that pale skin that seems it’s never seen the sun, hair and nails as black as onyx. The barista always works alone, at the back, almost hidden, as if he forced himself not to talk, not to speak to any person around. 

He is delicate, metodic; pouring coffee, milk and syrups, everyday he prepares the drink you pay for. But, at least from what you know, he has never once looked at you. It’s ok; you wouldn’t know how to begin a conversation with him either way; your knowledge regarding men is quite limited. 

“What are you looking at?” that beautiful ginger woman asks with a tray of sweets in her hands. 

“Uh! Nohting. Sorry, were you telling me something?” you ask her; she is the owner of that small bakery in Karakura town. 

She smiles sweetly, and serves you a variety of sweet breads. There are buns filled with strawberry and cream, others with crème pâtissière and some others with jam. 

“Ah! Are these new?” you ask, happy. Since it opened you have been visiting her bakery. However, just recently -at least a couple of months ago- she hired a barista. That handsome, pale and “emo” one you enjoy looking at. 

“Yes! I’ve been craving a lot more of those recently, so I wanted to add them to the menu. Please try them, those are on the house ~” she says, tracing little circles on her lower belly. 

Ah, she must be pregnant… How cute! 

“Ulquiorra-kun!” she turns around, calling the -up until now unnamed- barista. “Please make our best client the new cappuccino! Add cinnamon to it, don’t forget! Ah… cinnamon…” she goes away, with her index on her cheek, thinking perhaps about a new recipe. 

You flush, feeling your heart beat faster and your legs becoming bouncy from those two green eyes looking straight towards your table.

He is looking at me… he is looking at me! 

Soon, maybe sooner than expected, he personally brings you a new cup. His pale hands, slender, handsome, arrange the beverage on the table. Perhaps he takes more time than what it would normally take someone to serve a customer. 

“Here. “Little Bun Cappuccino” – or uh- something like that I don’t know” he comments; letting you know he indeed has a voice. A very low toned, but deadly voice. 

“Thank you… Ulquiorra ~” you dare to mention his name, catching his attention for longer than a couple of seconds. 

He nods, looking straight into the ground immediately after and as he goes back to his “cave”.  You giggle; now you know what he actually reminds you of. A bat! 

It took at least a couple of months for you two to finally share a somehow proper conversation; the boss, Orihime, left her bakery to Ulquiorra while her pregnancy made her stay at home more often. She still visited and worked there, but the closer it got to her due date, the less she attended…

“Good afternoon ~” you salute, happy to see his emerald big orbs gain a little shine when you cross the door. 

“It is technically already night” Ulquiorra corrects you with a tint of reproach in his tone. 

It is true, you weren’t able to make it earlier at the café. You had to stay at Uni for longer than expected today. 

“Sorry; I have a lot to study… I might need the strongest, blackest coffee you could make me! Like a black hole!” you chime, letting your bag flop into the ground while you climb the stool. Those days when you sat back at a table belong in the past; now, you sit right at the counter, close to him. 

Ulquiorra diligently prepares exactly what you’ve asked for; though you should be a little more careful with your requests as he can take things very literally. 

He places a white cup filled up to the brim with indeed a liquid that looks like a pure void, closer to dark matter in it. He does by bending forward, enough for her nose to almost reach yours. 

“女… Here. Drink. I’m closing soon, wait for me?” straight to the point, Ulquiorra asks you… even if he didn’t actually need to ask. 

Pleased, you sip on your cup, and nod energetically while you do. It took time, but you have become very comfortable around him. 

Amazingly, the coffee tastes good. And, as always, the temperature is just right for you. He has mastered his technique only and just to adjust to your likings, something he didn’t think was “the sweetest thing ever” but still was to you. 

The “bat boy” prepares everything for the closing time, turning the machines off, making sure everything that belongs into the fridge is indeed inside of it. He then starts washing the last few cups and plates left, while he seems a little troubled, even fidgety. Something is on his mind, something he might need to ask.

“What is it?” you utter, fixed on the black matter slowly swirling inside the cup. “You seem uneasy, what is going on?” 

Ulquiorra turns the tap off; still silent. He sighs and finally drops the bomb. 

“Are you staying late at your uni because you have a romantic interest there?” he asks, seriously, without a single hint of emotion. 

You look him in the eyes, confused. Slowly, as you let the cup over the counter, you turn your head to the side. A romantic interest he says? Your only romantic interest is actually him… 

“Ulqui… I- you…” you are left speechless for some time. Thinking of the right choice of words -on a very innocent and inexperienced mental book- you scratch your head before talking. “Are you asking this because you wanna know or because you are jealous?”

You immediately wanna slap yourself; why would you ask something like that instead of telling him the evident truth; you two were silently dating, but none of you dared to acknowledge it. 

“How can I be jealous if I don’t know if you have or not a romantic interest?” he asks, making a very good point. 

You laugh, cutely. It only makes him blink a couple of times more than usual. And maybe, perhaps, his heart beat a lot faster than ever. 

“I do have a romantic interest, but is not from uni” you comment, playing with a used paper napkin to avoid looking straight into his eyes. 

“Ah…” he mutters, this time a little sad. 

“Don’t you wanna know his name?” you ask, playfully. What an absolute cute dork he can be. 

“No, it wouldn’t change a thing” he answers, right away. Ulquiorra turns around and keeps doing his work. Now he has become even more silent than ever; virtually, a mute. 

You do as well; speechless for real this time. WHAT? HOW- AH!! 

“You know what? I’m heading home now, I’m sorry… I’m tired” you murmur, with a lump in your throat. Apparently he doesn’t really care, nor is he jealous. He was simply… curious?

Ulquiorra keeps drying his hands with a white cloth, looking a little mad you are leaving but still without saying a single word.

You give him a “sad smile”, almost ironic, mad and hurt, and turn around without looking back. Yet, before you could cross the door, you stop.

“By the way, my “romantic interest” is called Ulquiorra” you spit, ready to disappear. After such a revelation, that shouldn’t even take him as a surprise, you need to escape such deadly silence that’s loud and also violent. 

You get stopped by a cold hand wrapped around your wrist just before you leave.

“Wait, Onna” he says, pulling you to get back inside.

“What do you want?” you sigh, turning around with teary eyes.

The bat man takes a deep breath before talking. “You like me?” he asks, almost amazed by how someone could think about him that way. 

You sigh; defeated. He didn’t tell by now? 

“Of course I do ~” you murmur, shy, looking at his hand still tightly gripped from your wrist. 

He takes some time to think; a little too much. It feels like an eternity, while you wait for him to say something, to do something. You swallow incipient tears, those that were about to fall right after you let him know about your feelings. 

“Then you are not scared of me?” he says, making absolutely no sense. Why would you? 

You shake your head, quickly, denying such stupid question. 

Suddenly, then, Ulquiorra pulls you -in a rather violent swing- closer to him. So much closer, enough for your body to crash with his.

The tension in between you both can be compared with the strength of a lighting; for the very first time, your emo boy is finally holding you into his arms; the scent of his skin, so soft and fresh, hits you like the last spark necessary to light up the fire in your heart. 

It is almost impossible to stop you from kissing or biting his pristine white skin; how can someone be that pale? Isn’t that an unspoken invitation to left marks on it? 

You slither, just a little, for your nose to reach the small of his neck. Though you first aim for his right cheek; a subtle peck that paralyzes your lover. Then, the little protrusion of his jugular, of his muscles tensing become a deadly temptation you can’t dismiss…

Would it be so wrong for you to finally attack such a divine alluring place? 

It’s fast; it’s subtle. It’s daring, as well, especially for him. However, in terms of delicacy, this kiss will be the last since Ulquiorra doesn’t really know how to be particularly…soft. As you, he is completely clueless, allowing his needs and instincts to guide him from now on. 

“You have chosen me, then? No other person, but me? Are you sure you want me, Onna? ” he asks, passing his index underneath your chin to lift your head up and face him. 

“No other, but you… It is you who I want…” you whisper back, becoming the epitome of devotion. 

In a sudden rapt of desperation, his lips crash with yours. You can feel his front teeth against yours, but still, you don’t mind. Even if it’s a little too much, you are amazed to discover a hidden feral creature.

Many kisses, that clumsily evolve into passionate ones, make you slowly allow your body to relax. So much your arms surround his neck, you need support… maybe your legs are failing, maybe your body only wishes to be handled by his hands only. 

During one of those little pauses you take to breathe in between brutal making out, you mention the need to definitely close the bakery; anyone could enter, anyone could see from the sidewalk such lewd spectacle. 

Ulquiorra agrees and only separates from you to press the button to close the metallic curtains down. Those seconds feel eternal; come back, I need more of your kisses… please.

The emerald eyed man comes back right after; now, nothing can interfere in between you and him. He strikes you like a spear, back at your lips. His hands, welcome back the indentation of your waist, squeezing, palpating, enjoying how your flesh feels against his palm. 

Tripping, you take little steps back. Enough you do, until your ass hits the table you used to seat at when you met him for the very first time. There, exactly there, is where Ulqui desires to take you. 

Your back bends over, adopting the table’s form until you end up laying flat. His arms land one on each side, your legs spread open on their own to let his slim body fit in between. 

The “bat�� man takes a look at your body; he seems to be more than attracted, perhaps even more than curious; his façade shows an expression you’ve never seen before… lust. 

He lusts for you, his body does, his eyes do, and his heart does. 

Ulquiorra bends over your body; he doesn’t want to kiss you now, though. He only needs to uncover your anatomy, discovering what’s hiding underneath your clothing. 

“You are going to show me your body; you won’t say anything but "yes", Onna” he says, scaring you just a little. 

“That’s… a little harsh” you whisper; and despite your words, your hips buck up in a desperate attempt of your core to meet his. 

Ulquiorra frowns, confused. Isn’t this what he is supposed to do with a woman that pleads for him?

“However, I want to say yes to you, to everything you wish and want… so, yes… Ulquiorra-kun~” you answer, meekly, obediently, wickedly. 

He sighs; his brain getting completely taken over by a dark fog of sexual, obscene, pornographic imagery. So much it leads him to rip your blouse apart and expose your chest to him. His fingers act like claws, like a thirsty monster. 

You whine in response; your back arching accompanies the blouse opening. You allow Ulquiorra to finally witness the blooming of your biteable breasts. 

In fact, because of that, he pounces right to your chest; he needs more, he wants to see more. And more is what he gets, as he continues to undress you fully. 

You want to do the same, although his energy is not easily surpassed. However, you rely on a special weapon; your lips, your voice, your smutty pleads…

“Take your shirt off, Ulqui-kun… please ~” you purr, pulling from one of his sleeves. 

You would lie if you said you didn’t dream with this moment many times, but now that you can see the pale extents of his chest you can say it’s even better.

You also discover a round scar over where his heart is; your fingertips trace the bumpy traces of regenerated skin, wondering what could have caused such mark. 

Ulquiorra grabs your hand to stop you from touching, you can tell. “I will explain later…” he lets you know, taking your hand to his lips, placing a sweet kiss on your fingers and pinning it back against the table. 

You tremble; that warm peck, the feeling of pure connection… you are discovering what it feels to be praised, loved and devoured by a man you love. 

But his kisses do not limit to your lips and fingers, and sooner you have him leaving wet traces on every inch of your neck, chest, breasts and belly. Down, down he goes until the cold metallic button of your skirt meets his chin. 

“I will take this off” he comments; even with no experience and perhaps a violent approach, he asks for consent in his own ways. And you, of course, allow him to go as far as he wishes for. 

“Yes, Ulquiorra…”   you moan, while he continues to squeeze your breasts with his free hand. 

Fast enough, he frees the button of your skirt and lifts it up until your waist. He takes some time to admire the wet patch in between your legs, and the way your knee-high socks squeeze enough the skin of your thighs. 

Lost in temptation and dark thoughts, he bends over again; his tiny precious nose reach your core, he desires to watch, but also to smell and taste. 

You squirm at his now delicate approach; “Your sex is wet…” he mutters, and he does it so close to it you can even feel the warmth of his breath. “Stay still…” 

As if it were so easy, Ulquiorra Cifer!

He first enjoys your womanly perfume and then takes his tongue to trace little circles still over your panties. Your legs tend to close, but his hands squeeze them enough to keep them opened. 

“Open, keep them opened” he continues, while his indexes curl on the hem of your lingerie to pull them down. 

You can only nod, trying to see what his expressions look like while he discovers your sex for the very first time. It’s pointless, you can’t see his face when he finally buries his tongue in between the slit of your flower. 

This time you spasm a lot harder, tensing, blind searching for something to grab. And soon, his hair ends up tangled around your fingers, while he blesses you with an oral delight. 

Still a little clumsy, he manages to suck and relish every little drop of your honeys; to lick, to taste and stimulate every corner, every bump and hardness of your feminine anatomy. His fingers also become curious, playing with, sliding in and out of your entrance. 

You contort in response, carving your heels on his waist, discovering that this could be the very start of ecstasy. 

“Onna, your flavour… I like it, I like it so much” Ulquiorra grunts, emerging from your core and topping you back again. He crawls and slides his hands underneath your waist to pull your whole body down so that your core gets closer to his. 

He kisses your lips with still salty traces of your heat. You try to lift your back from the table, but he won’t allow you. You are trapped underneath that slim man, showing you that despite his body build he is way stronger than you. 

You shiver; squeezing both of his arms, with your nails chiselled into his skin. Sloppy eyelids covering prasine orbs look at you, while his fingers haven’t stopped playing with your sex. He learnt already that the more he hit your upper wall, the more you pant and gasp.

His black jeans fall to the ground of that bakery during some unknown moment you can’t quite recall; you don’t mind, though. You are amazed by the way his muscles create a perfect V, and in between the valley of his protruding hip bones down, his hardness shows itself. 

Your hand, unable to stay still, squirms from Ulqui’s grab and tries to reach the bulge in between his legs. You can barely touch, but you can already tell it has become the warmest spot on his body; you can also tell it is throbbing, yearning to be engulfed and surrounded by either your palms, or most definitely your milking walls. 

“What are you doing, woman?” he asks, while he keeps on masturbating you and biting every inch of your neck. 

“I wanna touch you…” you moan, trying to sound logical while your brain has turned into a mush of pleasure and desire. 

“You wanna touch me? Then do” he growls, with a voice that it is still soft and calmed but definitely soaked in lust. 

You widen your eyes; in between his forearm showing some protruding veins, showing muscles tensed to keep fingering you with proficiency, you see his boxer briefs slide down his hips and legs. 

Exposed, now, his shaft lays erect; so erect, it rests on his lower belly on an almost straight line. And it is pale as he is, even perhaps a little more. Also sprinkled by plumped veins, and a pinkish tip, it drips precum in a desperate attempt to honour its main purpose: seed. 

He comes closer, standing by your side and never once letting your folds go and much less the tiny button you have proven him to be your perdition. 

Clumsy and a little embarrassed you reach for his manhood, getting your palm coated of his transparent droplets. You know how to do it, you aren’t stupid; yet, when it comes to him, you feel like a virginal nymph. 

Slowly, you begin to touch, amazed by the reaction of an impassable Ulquiorra turn into rapt. When you increase the rhythm of the pumps, you enjoy his sharp mandible tensing and the way he throws his head back… oh, his slightly long hair raining on his nape, his lips separating just enough to let manly moans escape in between his front teeth. 

Such imagery impulses you to do more and more. Pulling him softly against you, the tip of your tongue catches the fine dripping thread of precum first, guiding his sex right into your wet mouth then. 

Ulquiorra gasps; to feel your lips surrounding his sex, to feel the dampened warmth of your mouth trapping his hardness… weak, that man has found his kryptonite… while his hips beg for more and automatically begin ramming against your throat. 

You don’t mind; in fact, the gagging that also blurs your eyes with little tears, makes it even hotter for you. But this is just the start, and while you enjoy him fucking your mouth, that lonely barista you once met needs to be buried deep, very deep inside of you. 

It takes all of his inner strength to finally take his manhood out of your mouth; He manages to do so, keeping in mind how much better it will feel once he gets to dive inside your heat. And so, moved by such desire, he abandons your side to crawl right in between your legs once more. 

This time, there is nothing he can say. He can’t ask, he can’t communicate he will indeed fuck you hard. He simply lets his eyes speak for him, fixed into yours, letting you know what his heart truly desires… he lusts for you, he lusts for your body, but most importantly, he lusts to become one in such sinful reunion of the flesh… 

No need to move, your sex is conveniently placed by the limits of the table so that Ulquiorra can reach just right. You wonder what will be able to clean the surface but now is not the time to regret any of your actions. 

He doesn’t really need to guide his shaft, as it reaches your entrance by simply crawling a little on top of you. You can feel his throbbing tip, clumsily but surely, sliding right in, giving you that first taste of heaven. 

You hug him, palms wide open caressing his back. You can feel it on your touch, the way his spine and shoulder blades move when he begins to go in and out of you. At first, he does slow, matching the pace of the sloppy kisses you both share. 

But then, as both become hungry, insatiable, addicted to the pleasure you want more… more, more… faster, harder, rougher… 

Ulqui’s back arches, his hips turn into violent hammers, the ramming is almost too strong for you to tolerate. Both bite each other’s flesh, leaving marks and purple reminders of your pass. 

Whines and moaning. Grunting, panting, desperately… in and out, slapping skins, wet noises… 

Fingers intertwined with yours, plastered against the table, squeezing your hands in romantic, but still concupiscent reaction to an arriving climax… 

“Onna… this is the first time I am able to see the colours of your eyes” he sighs, loudly, exhausted, still twitching as he finishes in and out of your core.

“The "colours" ?” you ask, relaxing your body after an intense orgasm.

“I can’t see colours… but your eyes, this is the very first time I’ve seen any colour at all…” 

Who would have said he did not only looked and acted like a bat, he was also colourblind… colourblind, except for your eyes 💚 ~  

[an-angel-in-the-garden]

hi hi im back again ~~ so i was thinking you know that joke/ question "would you still love me if i was a worm?" ok hear me out .... nnoitra, aizen, grimmjow, ulquiorra, kenpachi, and Szayelaporro have fun ~ ✾◕ ‿ ◕✾

I love this ask so much! I love the "will you love me if I were a worm" and I want to write so many people for it! More notes will be at the bottom. CW: Foul language, talking of gore and violence, talks of experimentation on people and OOC actions, Szayelaporro's part is leaning more into the toxic and unhealthy side of things so be warned

Nnoitra feat. Tesla

Honestly you're lucky he likes you so much had anyone else even tried to say something like that they wouldnt be living past it

Nnoitra is mean very mean and will tell right away that if you became a worm he would let you get crushed or eaten and not feel bad

If you want something slightly nice you need to get Tesla involved ask him if he would keep you safe as a worm and wait for Nnoitra to just need to one up him

Tesla plays along without any problems " Of course Y/N should you ever become a worm I will do my best to keep you safe until you go back to being you"

Nnoitra is not happy, not only because you seem so happy about that but also because it makes it seem like Nnoitra cant protect you

It takes nothing more for him to make a big deal about why HE would be the one to love you as fucking worm

Nnoitra seemed like he was in a good mood today after being gone for a few hours he came back boasting about the newest fight he'd won. As things were begining to calm down it seemed liked the perfect chance to ask the question I'd seen floating around the internet lately. " Hey Nnoitra" "Hmm" He glanced over " Would you still love me if I were a worm"? It's almost funny how fast his attention snaps to me " Are you being serious right now.... ya know what, doesnt matter if you were a worm I wouldnt have started loving you." " Nnoitraa thats mean" He scoffs " I bet Tesla would still care about me if I became a worm" I knew he could still hear me and I had to stifle my laugh at the obvious look of anger that comes over him. "Fine" He walks over wrapping his long arms around me " If you became a worm I would still love you but dont think I would just let something like that happen got it"? He's so easy sometimes~

Aizen

The most unamused look you've ever gotten from him, as long as you ask when he's in a good mood its just a huff and stare as he waits for you to explain further

Tell him why you want to know and understand that he needs a reason as to why you become a worm in the first if you want a good response say its because of Szayelaporro

If its captian Aizen you'll get a nice response anyway but blame Mayuri if you want to see a glimsp of the real him

Captain Aizen might say something along the lines of " You would never have to worry about my love for you fading I would simply find a way to help you"

Now if you involved the idea that someone did it to you no matter what side of him you know the reaction is far more agresssive

" If he's truly dumb enough to do something like be sure that I would not only get you back from that sad state I would make sure the pain he felt was worse then death" Now as a captain that might be more of a mumble but the real Aizen says it bluntly and its a soft as you can get from him

It's sometimes hard to believe that Aizen chose me to stand by his side to think someone like him could love, it still seems so odd. Maybe that's why I find it so fun to try and mess with him? " Oh lord Aizen! " Yes my love" He welcomes me immediately, opening his arms for me to sit with him upon the throne. " Would you still love me if I were a worm?" His warmth shields me from the cold of Las Noches, my arms draped on his shoulders and my body rests on his. " My what a strange question." He chuckles before placing a kiss to my forehead " No matter what happens my feeling for you will never waver you will always be My Love. Though should something like that ever happen I will stop at nothing to get you back and those who have crossed us shall suffer beyond what they thought possible" Thank you My King" Surrounded by warmth we bask in one another.

Grimmjow

Such a fast no. He laughs before putting his hand on your head and then gives a quick No

From here you have two choices one is just let it go asking again without a plan will just get you a rude answer back however if you want to wind him up just get pouty

Mention that Ichigo would be nicer to you or that it makes you sad to know he wouldnt care and watch him backtrack fast

" I'm not sayin I wouldnt care but.... Look I would never let you become a worm ok!"

He gets really huffy about it " Dont ask something so stupid okay"? he says with an arm wrapped around you

Will just brush it off after like you never brought it up and dont think to ask again because he will just ignore you

Grimmjow makes it so easy to tease him he gets red at the smallest hints of affection and all jumpy when it comes to being honest about his love for another perhaps that's why I wanted to ask. " Hey Grimmy would you love me if I were worm" Why would I" Hmm I should have gussed that well then time to up the ante" That's really mean Grimmjow so what you wouldnt care at all how crule" He scowls some " Hey thats not what I said" It kinda is" He pulls me to his side aggerssively nuzzling the top of my " Of course I would care if somethin happened to you but being a worm is just stupid alright….now dont pout like that." My lips meet his in a soft peck " Of course Grimmy~"

Ulquiorra

Gives it real thought and at first that seems nice but his answer wont be that kind....at first

A lot like with the others you almost have to coax a nicer answer unlike the others though its never that romantic with Ulquiorra but it can be nice-ish

Asking outright will get a blunt answer of " No. Should you become a worm I cant see why I would love you as such, however I will make sure you get back to your normal self"

He just wont care at first so a little push is needed if you want more then that and even then it wont be the sweetest thing but is much nicer

Once more blaming Szayelaporro is going to be your best choice here but not just in theory tell him it was a threat ( It probably was) and the answer in return is better as he becomes protective

" I would never allow him to do something like that to you but should that ever occur I will make sure you are well taken care of while he fixes it" While it might not be the most romatinc thing it is meaninful coming from him

Sometimes boredom is a person's worst enemy even more when you can't just leave to find something to do. In that quiet place however ideas can strike at any time and today that idea as many others before it involved Ulquiorra. Recently Szayelaporro had been talking about an experiment he'd been looking into and that was a wonderful place to start. " Ul-qui-or-ra'' Yes y/n" would you still love me if I were a worm." I hear the sigh before he looks at me " I would not, however I will make sure you are safe while the problem gets fixed" I should have guessed as much yet I couldn't help but want more " Well would you be upset? Or what if Szayelaporro turned me into a worm would that change anything?" Maybe it sounded desperate but is it wrong to want something more. " How silly" Silly? I mean sure the question is silly but my worries aren't. " If you must know, yes I think I would miss you. It becomes rather lonely when you're not here. However it's odd that you think I would even let that happen. You are under my care as my partner I will not allow any harm to come to you do you understand." Ulquiorra walked over to me resting his hand upon my head and if one looked closed enough you could see his lips curved in the smallest hint of a smile

Kenpachi feat Yachiru

Almost wont give you answer about it, wait a little and he will, it becomes an oddly sweet moment

Now its really easy to ask him as more often then not Kenpachi is happy to let you talk about or ask strange things since thats just you the best part is that Yachiru will join in on the fun

Though the question does throw him off he just shurgs it off to start after all this is a normal thing for you so he's not worried about giving you a staright answer

This is where Yachiru comes in. She also wants to know after all she know if she became a worm you and Kenny would keep her safe and Yachiru tells you she plans to make sure you live a good life as a worm so Kenny should tell you that too

After hearing that Kenpachi will give you an answer a very well thought out on for both you and Yachiru its going to be one the few times you get the sweetness

" I would do anything to keep ya safe Y/N no matter what or who I have to go through. If you became a worm nothing would stop me from getting ya back and making sure you're okay you got that. And Yachiru obviously I would keep ya safe till we could get you back worm or not"

With nothing else to do asking Kenpachi those odd questions in the back of my mind seemed like a good plan. Its not like he would be bothered by it so no harm done right? " Heyy Kenpachi if I were a worm would you still love me?" Nothing.... I guess it wouldnt shock me if he was napping but I was sure he should have heard me " Kenpachi answer me cmon" Again nothing he just shifted some turning his body to face my from where he was laying " You know silence is also an answer so I'll just take it as a no" I pout some turning my nose up and wait " Alright alright no need for that" His gruff voice calls out " Look at me first" For a guy as big as Kenpachi he's so quiet I hadn't even noticed he moved this close " Look I cant say I would love you if I met you AS a worm but if you ever became a worm I would stop at nothing to get you back" Even though I knew he had more to say it didnt stop me from throwing myself in his arms and all he did was laugh, pulling me in and resting me on his lap " No matter who or what I had to fight I would keep ya safe and sound with Yachiru's help and make sure you get back to being you so dont forget that " The feel of his lips on my head make me smile. Who would have thought my silly little question would get him to say so much.

Szayelaporro

Szayelaporro will laugh not in the same way Grimmjow does no this is far worse more evil and it makes you not want to ask why but thats to bad because he plans on telling you why

" Oh Sweet thing of course I wounldnt. If you became a worm its most likely that I was the reason for it."

He doesnt hold back for any reason and thus the only way to get him to be even alittle nice about it is to carry on with that conversation, to ask qustions about it

" Why you ask hahaha well its quite simple if I were willing to do something like that its because I no longer care you...However if something else where to do that to you I could fix it

He brushes by anything else you might say but expect him to be a tad more affectionate after this in a way he veiws this as you saying he hasnt been a good enough partner

Honestly he doesnt think much of it after that but its good little reminder that in some way he does care for you and this is a good way to find out just how much

It's hard to say what made me want to ask him something like this after all knowing Szayelaporro he wouldnt be happy to be asked something so childish. Maybe it was to see if he would care or maybe just because I wanted to know how far I could push him before he got sick of dealing with me, it's hard to say but that didnt stop me from asking. " Szayelaporro if I became a worm would you still love me?" He doesnt bother to stop with whatever he's doing " hahaha My sweet thing if you became a worm isnt it smarter to think I'm the one who did it" Well that doesnt answer my question" " If I did that you should know it means I dont love you, now are we done?" Of course I knew something like this would happen but it still hurts to hear in an odd way " So does that mean you love me now" I could feel the shake of my voice " I see so thats what this is about. I treat you well yes? I make sure to keep you safe from both my tests and the others that raom here, I spend my time with you and seek you out for things outside of work. This might not be love but I do care for you sweet thing" My face felt hot and I could feel the wetness slowing trailing from my eyes. I move before I think, burying my head in his chest I let myself collapse against him and to my shock he lets me, guiding me back to the couch and curling around me we sit in the silence together.

So a few things one I know most of this is so ooc and like thats to be expected but I want to say that I havent seen much on any of the Espada due to where I'm at in the anime and two I now know I love writing szayelaporro so much because I can be so mean with it but still give him some kindness towards his lover and thats fun. I hope you enjoyed thank you for waiting and HAPPY PRIDE!🌈💖 Also I'm gonna try real hard to get another thing out before June ends. - Lilly

[canonconspiracy]

Is Shinji almost every other story in my Bleach One-shot Collection?

Almost. But I mean, look at him!

As of last night, my Bleach One Shot Collection (All x Reader currently) is up on AO3 (rmorningstar21).

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26998276/chapters/65904085

Though it is pretty self-indulgent, I still attempted to make most of the x Readers gender neutral. Other characters currently included in the collection are Gin, Yumichika, Izuru, Kurodo, Ulquiorra, and there's a platonic Rose, and platonic Kuchiki family one. This is the character list of the current ones, and I'm not planning on spoiling the ones that are sitting in my Need To Post quite yet.

There is two characters I don't see myself writing for despite platonic, and though the reasoning is a little silly, I have yet to get past it. Aizen and Kensei. I may write for these platonically in the future, though.

I would like to specify, Ichigo and friends are all 18+ in my fics, especially when shipped; be it College AU or Canon Divergent.

Yachiru, Hiyori, and Hitsugaya: I understand these three characters are over 100 years old a piece. Due to their looks being significantly underage irregardless, I won't be writing anything sinful with any of the three.

Any of my sinful one shots are written with a note prior to the one shot itself in case anyone is uncomfortable.

If your favorite characters (not listed on my 'not happening' list are yet to come out, there's a strong chance they're in my Need To Post. Please stay tuned, and feel free to comment characters you'd like to come out sooner than later.

[daily-dose-of-imagines]

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Hi, so I wanted to write this for one of my favorite blogs that I always go to when I need some escapism in my life. She’s done a lot for me (and her followers) and her writing is phenomenal, so I wanted to give back; @kenjikutie​ I really hope you like it! I tried really hard on this one!  .*♡*｡∞(〃 ω 〃)ﾟ∞｡*♡*.

I wrote it on this blog so other people who like Bleach can read it too!

And for people who like listening to all kinds of music, listen to this! It doesn’t really go with the story, but I thought it would be cool to share! 

Festival of light by Audiomachine

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Downcasted emerald eyes watched the folk of Karakura Town walk to and fro, going to various destinations. Trash, utter trash. Nothing of significance to him. Nothing he needed to report to Aizen, everyone there was disposable. He didn’t even know why he was back here, already done with a recon mission a week before. But he wasn’t one to oppose Aizen, it would be too cumbersome to even try.

The Fourth Espada stayed in the outskirt of the town, so he wouldn’t be seen by any passerby. Most of them stayed away, and most of them didn’t even glance towards his direction, all busy with their lives. Something else Ulquiorra doesn’t understand; feelings of determination or feelings of being driven to live life. But, it didn’t matter to him, it wasn’t meant for him.

Focusing back on his reconnaissance, he analyzed several different worthless beings that passed him, noting that there was nothing of significance in none of them, yet again. Dull, disconnected, gray, nothing interesting. All he sensed was just dreary and dry personas, nothing nothing nothing.

There had to be something and yet there wasn’t, and Ulquiorra deduced that this was a buste and there was no point in him being here.

When he was about to turn back and leave, the blacked haired boy felt a tingle, a slight shiver, like something was dancing on his skin. The best word to describe is bright. It was bright.

Ulquiorra slowly rounded back to the bustling crowd and saw a woman standing there, staring at him, watching him. Her expression revealed nothing, but her eyes revealed everything. Curiosity, mostly, but there was defensiveness or maybe a certain protectiveness. Maybe for the people of the town, he thought.

She stared at him for a few more moments before smiling slightly at the Hollow, and started to move, and he knew she wanted him to follow. WIth nothing better to do, he did.

He walked through the trees, parallel to her as she glided through the citizens of Karakura. This continued until they were in a quiet, desolate area of town, where no one was, though there was a big fountain with dolphins spewing water out of their mouths. There was also a singular bench on the left of the fountain, hidden from plain sight. And that was where the mysterious girl led him to, this bench. 

Ulquiorra watched as the girl sat down gracefully, crossing her legs and tucking her (h/c) behind her ear. When she was settled, she looked up to Ulquiorra who was now in front of her, only a few feet away, sizing her up. She had power, he could feel it, and she was stronger. Far stronger than when she had led on when he first saw her. 

She smirked at him when she noticed him become defensive. The girl entwined her fingers together and rested them on her knees. “Now, what is a Hollow, and an Espada at that, doing in Karakura Town?” she asked him, her voice smooth and clear. Frankly melodic to the ears. 

Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes a fraction, trying to read her but gaining no new knowledge. Except one. “What is a Quincy doing here, residing in Karakura Town?” he asked back.

“Oh, a question answered with a question, how deflective.” she teased, her smile widening. 

“And you better answer it before I pierce you in the chest right here and now.” the young Hollow threatened, his voice motone, but his eyes holding a promise. 

She held no fear in her face, no anger either. Just subtle curiosity, which Ulquiorra found...intriguing. For once, he found someone intriguing. “I am merely defending my home from enemies like you, Ulquiorra.” she told him. He was surprised that she knew his name. 

“How do you know who I am?” he bristled, ready to get out his weapon, even more so when she started laughing heartily.

“I am of many things, my adorable Hollow, and an information gatherer is one of them. I have to, to keep this town safe. But, I’m not here to fight you.” she explained, her arms now crossed, examining Ulquiorra with a critical eye and he felt like he was under a microscope. It unnerved him, the feel of her power shimming up his spine, making him want to shiver, but he stopped himself.

“Then why did you want me to blatantly follow you to this empty part of your so called home?” he asked, trying his best to not get sucked into her (e/c) eyes. They were like voids of emotionless pits, but yet there was so much feeling in them at the same time. Such contradictory, and Ulquiorra wanted to know more.

“I was interested in you, to put it simply. When I was reading up on you, it said that you were melancholy and indifferent. No emotion whatsoever, save for maybe irritation and annoyance.” she said, chuckling at the end. “I want to know what makes you tick.”

“But we are enemies, I have no way of trusting you, nor you me.” he voiced, stepping just an inch closer, the feel of being pulled in magnetic. Her eyes glimmered with what could be amusement. 

“How about this. We talk and if you feel threatened at all, kill me.” she proclaimed confidently. Ulquiorra tried his best to hide his shock, not expecting her to be so extreme. She then patted the empty spot next to her, indicating for him to sit next to her.

Wearily he slowly sat down, keeping his eyes on her and waiting for anything she might duke out. But, true to her word, she didn’t summon an arrow or anything. No, she turned in her seat so she was facing him, with her lips lifted and a gleam in her eye. “You know my name, but I do not know yours.” he stated.

“My name is (y/n), a retired Quincy at your service.” she answered lightly, as if this conversation wasn’t possibly going to be her demise.

“A retired Quincy, that doesn’t make sense.”

“Well, retired, ran away, same thing. Point is, I’m not with anybody. I’m a lone wolf.” she said, almost in a self deprecating manner. “Enough about me, I want to know about you. Why are you so--” she motioned to his whole being, “blah.”

“Blah?”

“Yes, blah. Why are you so indifferent, so dull, so one noted. Have you ever felt happiness or sadness or even love?”

Ulquiorra was silent for a moment, trying to understand exactly what she wanted from him, but nonetheless responded, “I have no need for such emotions or heart.”

(y/n) squinted her eyes at the way he used ‘heart,’ but didn’t say anything, only asked him, “Why?”

“If this eye cannot see a thing, then it does not exist. That is the assumption under which I have fought. What is this ‘heart’? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull or yours, will I see it there?” he questioned her, threatening undertones clearly present. She frowned, her brows furrowed slightly, trying to find the right words to use.

“Well, that’s not healthy.” she retorted, laughing slightly. Ulquiorra gave her no answer. He didn’t really know what to say to that, honestly. But suddenly, (y/n) got up from the bench and faced him standing. She leaned down and trapped Ulquiorra with her on either side of his head, and gazed into his eyes with her (e/c) ones. “But that’s okay. I’ll just have to show you. Meet me here, in the same place, a week from now. And I’ll show you what it feels like.” she murmured, and voice having a certain lilt to it. 

It was hypnotizing, the way she spoke like that. Ulquiorra felt that same shiver again, like when her power was touching him. He went to lift his hand to her face, but suddenly, with a burst of wind and light, she was gone from his sight.

Confused and dazed he looked around to find her again, but he couldn’t see her anywhere. With a huff of annoyance, he got up from the bench and walked away, back to headquarters. 

He’s not going to meet with her, no, he had too much to do. Besides, he doesn’t even know her, and she could definitely terminate him if she wanted to; it was too dangerous for him to see her again.

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“I can’t believe I’m here.” he uttered to himself, watching the water flow down the fountain. He was waiting at the bench, like he was told to do. 

Sitting and waiting is what he has been doing for the past hour. There was no specific time that was set, so he came the same time as last week, and when he noticed she wasn’t here, he waited.

And waited.

And waited some more.

Ulquiorra was about to up and leave, irritation boiling in his chest until he heard a voice behind him, “Impatient aren’t we.” he quickly stood up from the bench and spun around to see (y/n) there with her hands on her hips and a mischievous smile on her face. She was wearing a flowing rose colored dress that complimented her greatly and she was wearing rose gold earrings and a bracelet to go along with her dress. 

There it was again, the shiver, that achiness. Ulquiorra thought it was her power, but it must be something else. Because everytime he looks at her, her smile, her eyes, it was there. Like he was being taunted.

He hated it.

“I was waiting here for an hour, maybe more.” he told her, ignoring the ache.

“I’m sorry about that, I had to go do something, and it took longer than I expected, but I’m here now! So let’s go!” she exclaimed, then walked around the bench and took him by the arm. He tried to get out of her gasp, but she was too strong. “Now now Ulquiorra, we have to do this right! It’s a date after all!”

“Huh--date? What--” but he was cut off by (y/n) dragging him to the nearby forest. It took them awhile to walk through it, the dense population of trees making it hard to see where they were going, but soon enough (y/n) led them to a huge canyon with a river and a waterfall.

It took them quite a long ways to get there, and it was well hidden. He suspected that nobody else knew this even existed, except him and (y/n). She let go of Ulquiorra and strode to the cliff of the canyon, inhaling the cool air. “Isn’t it nice?” she asked the Hollow, turning to him expectedly. He gave her a blank stare and a shrug, walking over to stand next to her. He gazed over to the waterfall and was mildly surprised to see how big it was. “The waterfall is my favorite too.” (y/n) muttered to him before ambling to it.

They spent the rest of their day there, near the waterfall. (y/n) did most of the talking and asking the questions, while Ulquiorra stayed quiet for all almost all of the date, only speaking up when she was persistent in getting an answer out of him.

They talked about life, her life specifically, but nothing too invasive, everything vague. It was about her childhood and parents, what candy she liked and what kind of foods she hated. 

And Ulquiorra, to his better judgement, was actually enjoying it. Enjoyed the talking, and the listening. Basking in the afternoon sun, and her voice soothing him to relax and enjoy the scenery surrounding them.

Once he had to leave, he promised he would back again next week, same time and place.

This went on for weeks, turning into months.

Until one day, he was waiting at the usual place, once again watching the dolphins spout the water down into the fountains below. And once again heard her voice behind him, just like the first time they kept each other’s company. 

“Do you think we can just sit here for today?” he asked her, to which she smiled and nodded. (y/n) sat down, closer to him than ever before, their arms touching. He didn’t mind it, though. 

“What’s up? You seem to be thinking pretty hard today.” she teased, poking him on the forehead, next to his mask.

“I want to know something.”

“And that would be?”

“Why are you doing this?” his question had taken her aback a bit. She glanced between his eyes and the ground before sighing.

“At first I didn’t think it would lead to us meeting each other for months, and you actually opening up to me. But, I did it because I felt like you would understand me, more than anybody else would. You and I have a lot more in common than you think. The lack of understanding of emotion and empathy, the blank face and the coldness you would show to others. I was once like that, but someone helped out of that mindset, so I wanted to help you because I know that being that way is lonely.” she conveyed, her face showing her concern. She looked to him again when he began speaking.

“I have these aches in my body whenever I look at you. The hole in my chest,” he started to unbutton his jacket to show her, along with his tattoo, “it feels like it quivers and it aches everytime I am with you. I don’t understand what it could be. And when I think about you, it happens. When I talk about you it happens too, and lately I have been thinking and talking about you a lot.” he voiced. He saw a blush come up to her cheeks, and her eyes were wide, looking between his. 

She coughed and sputtered an incoherent sentence and covered her face with her hands. “I don’t know what to say to that.” she squeaked out. With his expressionless face, Ulquiorra watched as she squirmed in her seat, then called out to her, “(Y/n).”

It was the first time he has ever said her name. “Y-yes?” she stuttered out, her heart racing. 

“What does it mean to feel? To have a heart?” he asked her. She took a moment to gather her thoughts.

“Well, it means to be alive.”

“What if I don’t want that. To be alive.”

“Then I will continue to show you what the world holds, to help you so you know it’s worth it; to live.” she said, her cheeks no longer rosy. He watched her, trying to see any lies, any type of betrayal, and saw none. 

His chest hurt again, and Ulquiorra unconsciously rubbed at it. “So then, what are these things that are happening to me.” he asked, talking about the achiness and the shivers. (Y/n) laughed a little and the blush was back.

“T-that, I think, means you are in love, Ulquiorra.” she muttered under her breath, stuttering a little.

“Love?”

“Uhuh.”

“I don’t need that, it doesn’t exist.” Ulquiorra said hastily. “Is there a way to make it stop?” he heard her chuckled and saw her shake her head no.

“Not really. You don’t choose to have it happen to you, it just does....Do you know who you love?” 

Ulquiorra looked to his hand and shook his head, still not understanding anything she was saying. (y/n) brightened up then, and gently took his face in her hands, shocking him with the sudden contact, but didn’t dare move away.

“I’m going to do something really outrageous and possibly stupid, but is it okay if I do it?” 

He trusted her, and she never did anything to him that would harm him in the months they have been seeing each other so he nodded his approval.

With determination sparkling in her (e/c) eyes, she slowly inched closer to him, staring intently at his lips. Ulquiorra didn’t exactly know what she was doing, but let her do it anyway. He felt her hands trace the marking on his cheeks and they way her fingers were shaking in nervousness. So, to appease her, he closed his eyes, and waited.

He didn’t expect to feel something warm to land on his lips. He didn’t expect it to taste good, or feel so good on his own lips. He didn’t expect for his chest to burn like a raging fire, along with his whole body and face. He didn’t open his eyes until she moved back. Her face was glowing and her eyes glittering like two jewels. And he found her...Beautiful. So very beautiful. “Do it again.”

“What?”

“Whatever you just did, do it again.”

And she did. She kissed him again, pressing her lips to his, but with more pressure this time. She felt him kiss back now, and her heart felt as though it was going to explode. She felt him take her in his arms and hold her tightly, and she squeaked into the kiss, doing the same to him. 

(y/n) pulled back, needing air, and saw Ulquiorra slowly open his own eyes, and something was different about them. They seemed clear now, not as foggy. He looked to her and she watched as a small smiled was placed on his lips. “I understand now.” he muttered to her.

He leaned forward again and pressed her lips to his, feeling fireworks. He really did understand now. This feeling being love, it made sense; no wonder he felt so happy and okay with it.

They sat there, just holding each other and occasionally touching lips. (Y/n) didn’t say much after that, she was quiet and keeping her head resting on Ulquiorra’s shoulder, whereas Ulquiorra put the free side of his head on hers, their hands intertwined, her thumb rubbing circles. They whispered anything and everything to each other as the sun set, but Ulquiorra didn’t get up to leave as he was supposed to. No, he stayed with her, wanting to keep staying with her.

He wanted to be with her, if it meant that these feelings will keep emerging from within him like this.

[dreams-of-wings]

Blue is the color of Destruction (Pt.1/2)

Kingdom!Hueco Mundo

Warnings: cursing, mild violence, Characters may seem a little OOC (I mean it is an AU where different events happen and they all experience things differently from the show, and I feel like they as characters have the potential to be so much more in depth than what was given in the anime - or at least from what I’ve been told is given), Reader is referred to as a Female (them honorifics for royalty can put you in a tight spot! Let me know if you would prefer the whole MaleOption/FemaleOption thing though).

Y'all I am trying to watch/rewatch Bleach? The first time I saw it was the end of the 3rd season, and I’ve seen bits and pieces of the Arrancar arc, and even less of the arcs after that. I found it interesting and I know - for the most part - what all goes On, but this show is such a commitment lol.

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“I don’t see why we can’t just take the damn bastard to the Arena and be done with him.” Nnoitra was fuming as he and Harribel made their way through town towards the castle with a small hoard of varying levels of hollows behind them. A rogue Adjucha that had been hanging around near their home made another hit on them when they were mere miles from the kingdom. Normally they would have no qualms with fighting him full on and dragging him back to the palace, but he only ever attacks when they have too much to lose in a fight - home is too close and they have too many innocent refugees with them who may get caught in the crossfire. "The little ones we have with us are much more important, you know Her Majesties orders. Supplies can be replaced, lives cannot.” Though Harribel had to admit, the situation irked her. This was becoming a regular thing - they would send scouts to gather up strays looking for a home, as well as scavenge for goods and supplies they would find in abandoned or devastated villages, then return with what they had. Each and everytime, without fail, they would be attacked - normally the rogue made off with a good chunk of their findings and a couple small or lower class hollows - no doubt for a snack or quick meal. This time their leader had sent out a couple Head Knight's, in hopes that it would deter him from attacking the small party, but to a rogue Hollow who doesn't have to abide by a higherarchy - rank means nothing to him. "Yeah, yeah," the one-eyed soldier waved off his assigned female companion, "I just don't see a reason to try and take this one in though, he's causing us too much trouble." Harribel couldn't help but snicker at this, "So did you, but you're still here aren't you? And a high ranking knight no less." Nnoitra opened his mouth to make a snarky comment but he was cut off when the cement doors to the large dome structure opened up, revealing the queen herself - you.

"M'lady," Harribel sputtered out, she was surprised to see you - normally you waited for the scouts to arrive at the castle so you could personally show the new additions around. However, she hadn't failed to see the worried look on your face. "I heard about what happened," you rushed over to the two reaching for their hands and lifting their arms to make sure they had all their limbs like a worried mother. "Such a woman," Nnoitra chuckled at this, his tone holding a bit of snark to it - though it was all bark and no bite "Worrying about nothing - we're fine." Harribel elbowed the taller male on his side, causing him to let out a pained huff at her silent correction. "Yes, your majesty," the blond replied, "Though this time he was only able to make off with a few supplies - the hollows we found were spared." The female Arrancar turned to look at the straggling group behind them - a mixture of Adjuchas and Vasto lorde with cracked or broken skulls - their weakened state forcing them to take the form of children or small animal-esque creatures. You smiled sadly at them before looking back up at the two in front of you. "Come, this isn't the place to be having this discussion," you turned around and motioned for the group to follow you through the doors, "We'll get them settled in for the night, then we'll discuss how to take care of our little pest problem." Nnoitra's eyes lit up as he and Harribel began to follow you, the Menos not to far behind. "Oh hell yeah! I've been itching to put that stupid cat 6 feet under!" He was quite enthusiastic, "Actually, make that 600 feet under!" This response earned another jab to the side from Harribel, "Watch your tongue, around the Queen." You giggled in response, watching the village grow closer as you progressed in your journey back.

Many other "children" laughed and played in the streets, blissfully unaware of what they were, and the terrible fate that brought them here, their amnesia accompanied by damaged masks adourning their heads. Some of them ceased their games in favor of examining the new group that had just arrived and, remembering their first times here, offered the newbies to join them. However, the new arrivals had preferred to either stay behind you, Harribel, and Nnoitra or gawk at the open blue "sky" above them in awe as a few clouds passed over. As you approached the large steel bar gates of the castle, they opened - Ulquiorra and your two personal guards waiting for you on the other side. "Your Highness," Ulquiorra began, giving a small bow as he spoke with Starrk and Mel standing on either side of him, "we would appreciate it if you didn't try and sneak away every chance you get." Some of the newbies gasped at the their appearance or perhaps it was the large castle behind the three royal guards. One of the Hollows who worked there approached you all as you headed inside the building - large mahogany doors creaking as they opened. "Do you think you can prepare a few rooms for our new guests," you addressed the lower class hollow as they approached, "Let them divide the rooms amongst themselves since some of them will probably want to group together." They nodded in responce, "Yes, your majesty," and revealed a rather soft mousie voice for a creature of 'her' size, "Come along little ones!" She bowed before turning around and stretching out a hand to her side, encouraging the new arrivals to follow as she headed down the west hall of the large palace. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of them following close behind the maid like little ducklings, the larger Menos of the group following close behind as well.

As they disappeared through the hall, your smile did as well. "Ulquiorra," you turned to look back at your armor clad Arrancars, "Make sure that Adjuchas' schedule is clear tomorrow, I want her to show them around town." The green-eyed attendant nodded in acknowledgement, "Yes, M'lady." You walked passed him, the five of them quickly following on your heels, "And summon the rest of the Head Knights," you paused in your stride to turn on your heels and look at the pale-faced Arrancar, "Tell them to gather their platoon leaders and squad leaders; and meet me in Baraggan's main quarters as soon as possible." You turned around again, "We need to talk about our little feline friend hanging around outside our kingdoms walls," taking another determined step down the castle entry room and continuing your stride. "Yes, M'lady," Ulquiorra nodded as he and the other Arrancars watched you practically storm away in a huff.

Starrk was the first to break the silence after you went up the stairs and disappeared behind the large white and gold doors at the top, "What's got her so riled up," he yawned while scratching the back of his head - as if the amount if energy your presences exuberated was enough to make him tired in your place. "We were attacked again on our way back by that rogue." Harribel's voice was flat as she stared at the spot you had once been in, "I imagine she's worried. Today we came back with more defenceless Menos, surely if she had sent scouts like she normally does they all would have been gonners." Starrk grumbled in understanding before sighing and walking off, "Well I better go get Lilynette." The four that were left remained silent for a moment, "We'll help you round up the others," till Nelliel stepped forward to stand beside Ulquiorra. "We?" Nnoitra mocked, "We sounds like too many," till he was cut off by Harribels sharp reply, "You and your squadron leaders need to show up as well." The lanky Knight clicked his tongue in annoyance before glaring at the blond Espada, "Fine."

When the Head Knights arrived in Baraggan's chambers with their platoon leaders and squad leaders, they entered to find you pacing back and fourth, deep in thought, and chewing on the tip of your thumb nail - the rooms host sitting a bit to the side of you on a bone-white throne against the back wall. "Princess, if you keep that up you're going to make a rut in the tile," Baraggan's deep gruff voice echoed through the room accompanied by the clattering of heavy steps on marble floor. His voice, along with the sound of footsteps, was enough to snap you out of your daze - body stopping in sync with your mind. Your royal guard now all stood infront of you, Espada standing side by side at attention in a line with the platoon leaders standing behind them, and the squad leaders behind the platoon leaders. Your brows furrowed at them, wondering why they were acting so formal till you figured it was because their squadron leaders were standing behind them. You waved off the thought, "At ease," you now stood facing them in the center of the room - Baraggan still sitting in his glorified chair a bit behind you, "there's no need to be so tense. I just want to talk about the recent events that have transpired on our last excursions to find more refugees and supplies, as well as what we're going to do to fix the problem." The meeting didn't take long at all with you and your Espada working together to devise a plan to take the rogue Adjucha into custody.

The plan was simple - send out some soldiers of varying rank dressed in tattered hooded cloaks to conceal their identities, make it look like they were townsfolk who simply decided to leave - afterall it wouldn't be the first time Menos have left to live elsewhere of their own volition; give them a few hours to surround the area (out of sight) where the attacks normally happen and then send out Starrk and Nel on a normal supply run. They would then come back some time later with some supplies and "refugees" in hopes of looking like an easy target, and when they engaged the target the soldiers stationed in the surrounding areas would close in to help Starrk and Nelliel. The soldiers already with them were under orders not to intervene till back up got their, then they would set off a flare to signal the rest of the Head Knights to come help, then they could reveal themselves. If they couldn't overwhelm him with power then they would do it with numbers.

Some odd hours had already passed since then, and unfortunately, you were forced to stay at the castle till it was safe to confront the rogue Hollow. So here you were, sitting at a small table in the library infront of a balcony, playing chess with Ulquiorra as you waited somewhat impatiently - the clatter of plastic hitting wood echoing throughout the large room. "You seem distracted, Your Majesty," the sound of his voice snapped you out of your thoughts. "Oh, sorry," you picked up a pawn and moved it forward - putting it in the perfect position to confiscate one of Ulquiorra's black Knights, however, you didn't take the piece off the board and instead returned to gazing out the large open glass doors, "I'm just thinking about what we're going to do with the rogue once we bring him in." Your attendant picked up his own nearby Pawn, "I thought that had already been decided," he moved it forward one space before taking your opposing white Pawn, "We would take him in, just as we did with the others, keep a close eye on him, and if he tries anything suspicious he would be dealt with accordingly. Just like the others." You frown slightly, your attention being brought back to the board when your piece was taken, "Yeah, but is seems like such a waste," you moved one of your Bishops and took one of his Pawns, "Going through all this to bring him into custody, just to put him down like some kind of rabid animal." In return, the Espada used a Bishop of his own to take the piece you had just moved - successfully avenging the little black piece that now sat on your side of the table, while simultaneously cornering your Knight, "You can't save every Menos and Arrancar you come across, I thought you would have learned that by now." You quickly moved one of your Rooks, claiming his Bishop and effectively protecting your Knight, "Yes, but in case you've forgotten, I made it my personal goal to at least try." The pale Arrancar moved the black Queen a couple spaces over to the side - effectively walling it off behind his remaining Knight and Bishop. You picked up your Rook piece again, moving it into a spot that put his King into check before a confused expression appeared on your face, "Ulquiorra, I know I'm not as good at chess as you are, but I don't think it's a good idea to leave your King unprotected like that," moving his Queen off to the side had left his King out in the open. "No," Ulquiorra remained staring at you with his usual straight face, "But my goal has only ever been to protect my Queen."

There was a moment of silence, surprised written on your face till you relaxed into a soft smile. Ulquiorra could be so unintentionally sweet some times, and he didn't even know it-

Bang.

You jumped slightly, the loud, booming sound knocking you out of your thoughts. Ulquiorra stood from his seat at the table and stared at the large white doors to the library as they opened to reveal one if the lower ranking Knights. Seeing the Hollow, you slowly stood from your seat as well. "Your Highness!" The night quickly gave you a nervous bow before turning to give The attendant standing next to you a rather stiff salute, "They've made contact with the rogue Hollow!" You spared a glance in Ulquiorra's direction to gauge his reaction, but as per usual - there wasn't one. With a tight smile, you looked back at the Hollow and nodded in acknowledgement, "Thank you." It hadn't even been ten seconds after the lower ranking hollows departure that your pale faced attendant let out a sigh and began moving toward the library's entrance to escort you to the kingdom's gates, and ultimately the rogue Adjucha. You gave a real smile this time, pleased that your companion knew you so well.

As you quietly followed the Head Knight, a small hop to your step due to that fact that this fiasco would finally be over with, you wondered what you would do with such a strong hollow - make them a knight? Well they would have to prove themselves first just like everyone else, and that's even if they want to be a knight...or if they even want to stay in the kingdom at all... You can't just go back to your game of cat and mouse though - him attacking your convoys after every recon mission. Details, details. You would cross that bridge when you got there.

It didn't take long to get to the gate at all. What would have taken several hours walking on foot was cut down to a fraction of the time with Ulquiorra's Sonído. The time it took for the news to reach you of the run-in with the rogue, combined with the time it took to reach the gates and then finally arrive at the rendezvous point, had given your small legion a few hours to weaken the feline Adjucha.

You were treated with a rather sad, but necessary sight as the royal guards cleared a path for you. The panther-like hollow was battered, and bruised with dark Navy blue fluid seeping from some of his wounds. He snarled at you as you approached him - struggling against the spears that had been lodged into the sand on either side of his head to form an X over his neck and causing the welders of the spears to both tighten there grip and increase the pressure they put on him to make him stay down. You examined his condition form where you stood, taking in all the wounds that would need healing - particularly a deep gash that was nestled just cranial of his pelvis and caudal to his hollows hole. The gash was strewn across his spine, providing an explanation as to why it didn't require more knights to hold him down, and why he had yet to lunge for you - he couldn't, as his limp rear legs indicated.

The guteral roar the Adjucha shot in your direction snapped you out of your thoughts and brought your attention back to the Hollow before you, his deep blue eyes almost the same color as the bodily fluids flowing from his wounds. You took another step forward, eliciting another growl and struggle from the panther as you reached out for him.

"Perhaps," Ulquiorra reached and grabbed you by your outstretched hand, "We shouldn't do this here." Your focus was once again broken as you glanced into Ulquiorra's deep emerald eyes and you swallowed thickly before nodding your head and bringing your hand back to your side. "Your right," you let out a deep breath before steeling yourself and turning to look at Nelliel, "We're taking him to the castle." The green-haired Arrancar nodded before approaching the pinned Adjucha and hitting him hard on the side of his head with the sheath of her katana - a loud crack lost to the wide open 'night' skies of Hueco Mundo. You flinched slightly at the sound, knowing that every act of violence could verywell make it that much harder to recruit this hollow.

It hadn't taken long at all to reach the Arena, two to two and a half hours tops with the everyone using Sonído to get there. Once you all arrived Ulquiorra lessened his grip around your waist and released you from his hold. "Come," you walked past Starrk, who was still carrying a very unconscious hollow in his arms, "We'll take him to the dungeons beneath the surface till we know it's okay to let him out into the general populous." The brunette guard followed you silently along with Nel, Ulquiorra, and the rest of your head nights - Harribel following soon after she dismissed the squadron leaders and ordered them to go to the castles Infirmary. Once down in the dungeon, your two personal guards shackled the sleeping Adjucha to the stone ground - a loud click assuring that he was restrained before you slowly approached the chains and placed your hands on them. You muttered an incantation in an ancient dialect the Arrancars couldn't understand and the chains began to glow a faint pale yellow.

Starrk, Nel, Ulquiorra, and Harribel watched with blank expressions as you stepped closer to the unconscious panther till you were mere inches from the hollow and then knelt down next to him. "Princess," Yammy reached out for you with a glare adorning his features, what if he woke up? Nnoitra meanwhile, placed a hand on the larger Knights shoulder - his firm grip warning the Espada not to interfere. Yammy swiftly turned to look at whoever dared to stop him only to meet the sharp threatening eyes of the Mantis Arrancar. Normally the larger lug would have fought back, but the aura that began to fill the dank room sent a shudder through him and he looked back towards you. The spiritual Pressure you exuberated was immense and breath taking, and had it been raised in his direction out of malice - he would surely have been brought to his knees with just a glance. This was the first time Yammy ever experienced your spiritual pressure, but for Nnoitra and the others it had an all too familiar feel to it.

A pale yellow light shone from the palms of your hands as you stroked the sleeping beast before you, touching your hand to his temple and then ghosting it over his head, neck, over the hunch of his shoulder blades, down his spine, and finally halted at the gash across his lower back. The wound began to disappear, navy blood receding back into the gash as it shrunk in size - vanishing with the rest of his injuries and his breathing went from laborious to relaxed. You smiled softly to yourself before clapping your hands together, given the lower class form he was in, it had been relatively easy to heal his injuries. With the bright yellow light still shining from your palms you separated your hands and focused in on the Adjuchas spiritual energy before the light turned into a bright electric blue and spiraled in between your two palms before condensing into the shape of a ball.

"Would you all please give me a moment?" Zommari and Aaniero left the dungeon without question, Yammy following behind them after only a moment's hesitation. The others - mostly those who had been with you since the beginning with the exception if Nnoitra stayed behind. "I'll be fine," you tried to reassure them. Harribel flinched, lowering her arms from their normally crossed position before taking a half step away from the group only to return her foot to its previous spot, though after a silent stare off with you, she caved with a sigh - orders were orders, and she probably shouldn't even be down here given the fact that she wasn't even a Head Knight. Nnoitra followed, and after another moment Starrk, Lilynette, and Nel silently left as well, the green haired guard sparing another glance at you before leaving the room. All who remained was Ulquiorra, who normally wasn't one to disobey orders, "If he attacks?" A question that had popped into everyone's mind, but hadn't been voiced till now. His expression remained stoic, and his voice was even as he gave you his usual blank gaze.

You sighed, "You don't have to go far, just out of sight." For a moment you thought you would have to voice another argument before the pale Arrancar broke his gaze with a blink and turned to leave the dungeon, "As you wish your Majesty." As the large metal door shut with a bang, you sighed with relief before continuing back to your previous ministrations, reaching over to the feline Adjuchas muzzle, lifting his head so it's at a 90 degree angle with the ground, and then pryed his mouth open with one hand, and placed the ball of light at the back of his throat with the other. You quickly shut his mouth before his gagg reflex could kick in and massaged the underside of his throat to stimulate swallowing. Once you were sure it had gone down, you gently placed his head back down on the ground to allow him to wake up on his own.

The higher class Menos awoke with a start, the feeling of someone or something touching him making him assume the worst. You quickly pulled away from the Adjucha, jumping to your feet and taking several steps back as you watched the Hollow gain his bearings - chains rattling as he looked around frantically. "Where the hell am I," he snarled out at his head whipped from side to side - seeing only stone walls. Then he turned his attention to you and glared as he tested his range of motion in the chains, "And why the hell am I here?!" You raised your hands slowly, showing you weren't armed before doing a slow turn, "I don't want to hurt you, I just want to help-"

He roared, cutting you off midsentance, "I don't think your friends from before got the memo," he attempted to stalk closer to you but the chains stopped him, "And just why the hell am I chained?!"

"I may be kind, but I'm not stupid," you slowly lowered your hands. The panther growled lowly, "Kind?" He let out a huff, a dark chuckle reverberating from his throat, "Is that what you call having your lapdogs tear me apart? Bullshit." You raised a brow and watched him as if examining his body as you had done when you looked at his injuries, "Looked in a mirror lately?"

The Hollow perked up, raising his head from it's guarded position and turning to look at himself - barely realizing that he was up on his feet and able to walk whereas he hadn't been able to before. The gash across his lower back, and the cuts and scrapes were all gone, "How long have I been out?" He sounded slightly wary, examining the range of his movements as if to check if his body was functioning properly. You took the opportunity to walk closer to him, your steps silent on the cobblestone floor as you approached - reaching out to place your hand on the side of his face, "Only a few hours."

The Adjucha jumped and snarled, turning to look at you and unwittingly touching his head into your hand. He froze, finding himself unable to move as the light shining from the chains seemed to shine brighter. He swallowed thickly as your Spiritual Pressure surrounded him and it was clear he was struggling to stand with the weight you were pushing on him. You brought your other hand to the other side if his head and moved your hands to his temples. You gazed into his eyes and peared into his mind, "Hmmm..." The large feline flashed his teeth, he wanted to fight back, but with the shackles around his legs he couldn't make a move; everything just felt so... warm.

Your head tilted to the side slightly, "So that's why you kept coming back, Grimmjow, you had mouths to feed, and they look to you for guidance." The feline before you glared, "What are you talking about?" You rubbed your thumbs against his temples in an attempt to get him to calm down, "The Adjuchas you're keeping held up at wherever it is you call home... What are their names? Shawlong, Edrad, Nakeem, Yylfordt, and Di Roy?"

Grimmjow roared, wanting to go for you, or at the very least, bite your hands off but the more he even thought about lunging for you the brighter his chains shone, and the more evident your spiritual Pressure became against him. "You bitch!" His frame became tense and his legs shook as they stuggled to keep him upright.

"Relax," the palms of your hands were beginning to shine a pale yellow again - your attempt at putting his mind at ease, "Like I said before, I don't want to hurt you, and that includes your friends," there was a moment of silence before four loud clanks filled the empty dungeon room, "I just want you to give me, my home, and my Arrancars a chance." Grimmjow looked down at his feet as you removed your hands from him and took a few steps back. He looked at you, expression a mixture of anger and confusion, but he figured that if he said no, things would end badly for both him and his... allies, "Fine."

A soft but victorious smile graced your face and, as if on cue, Ulquiorra entered the dungeon causing you to turn and look at him while eliciting a defensive growl from Grimmjow, "Your Majesty," your attendant addressed you with a bow of respect - having been standing outside the door the entire time he knew the conversation was over and it was time to show the possible new addition around. "Well, Grimmjow," you placed a hand on the hunch of his shoulders, trying to placate him, "I believe then, it is time for your tour."

The Panther huffed, tail whipping about in annoyance, "I'm not one of your lapdogs," he walked ahead of you, and towards the door only for Ulquiorra to stand in his way - hand already poised on his sword, "Such blatant disrespect towards the only reason you're still breathing." You raised a hand, calling the attention of Ulquiorra to you, "Its fine Ulquiorra. He's just a little on edge, and rightfully so." You walked forward to stand next to the Adjucha, "I mean we did jump him, drag him into an underground dungeon while he was unconscious - he has the right to be upset and at the very least, a little snarky." Grimmjow snorted, the sound more of agreeance than humor as he watched the exchange. "Yes, M'Lady," the personal guard nodded in acknowledgement, before shooting a stoic yet threatening stare at the feline. "Tch," Grimmjow clicked his tongue, "Whatever," before he continued on to the door alongside you.

As you, Grimmjow, and Ulquiorra ventured into town via an underground tunnel, you were joined by two other guards, Starrk and Nel, who chose to suppress their Spiritual Pressure and hang back in case anything went awry. You showed the Adjucha all around town, explaining to him the gist of how this place worked - every few days you would send out scouts to go look for refugees and materials to build homes or other types of buildings, and then bring everything back to allow the Hollows to build a home for themselves. The small housing units were built for Hollows who wished to live alone, while the bigger ones were made for groups of Hollows who chose to stay together. The sight that greeted Grimmjow when he stepped out of the castle was one that surprised him - knee high Grass with patches of flowers sprinkled throughout and the odd tree here and there, straight ahead was a large, black, steel bar gate with tall off-white painted walls on either side of it. If you peered between the bars you could see the village just outside the castle borders, small shacks, houses and market stalls sat along a stretch of dirt road, but that wasn't even what amazed him the most - what really took him by surprise was the expanse of bright blue above him with carrying sizes of white fluff floating overhead.

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Look It’s Snowing

A/N: This is the first written piece for my 25 days of Christmas event. I'm actually pretty excited for this event. So this is prompt # 14 “Look it's Snowing!” This will be a Ulquiorra x Reader fanfic. I absolutely adore Ulquiorra, so I thought it only fitting to do him first. If you have any requests for this event please send them in. (From Old Tumblr Blog)

“Ulquiorra! Look it's snowing!” yelling excitedly you made your way out of  your shared bedroom toward the front door to open it, only to be stopped by a hand wrapping its way around your waist.

“Where do you think you're going woman?” questioned Ulquiorra as he started to drag you away from the door. Turning around in his arms so that you could face him, you gave him a questioning look,“What do mean where am I going?

“It means exactly what it means. I asked you where do you think you're going?” He asked again as he looked at you stoically.  

“ I'm going outside of course.” Smiling at him, you made an attempt to escape his grasp. Your attempt at escape had been in vain, for he had anticipated your move,and therefore tightened his grip on your waist, making escaping impossible.

“Why? Why are you so persistent about going outside in the cold?” Struggling to get out of his grasp again you looked up at him from behind and stated “Why not Ulqui? It's snowing outside and I want to go play in it.” At last with your words sinking in Ulquiorra let is grip on you loosen allowing you to break free.

“Refrain from calling me Ulqui and what is this snow you speak of?” He asked confusedly.

“W..w..what!? You don't know what snow is?

“What kind of ridiculous question is that. We do not have such a thing called snow in Las Noches. You of all people should know that human.” He said matter of fact tone of voice.

“O..o..oh yeah, I totally forgot about that,I'm sorry.” You said sheepishly as you rubbed the back of your head. Just then an idea came to you, so grabbing Ulquiorra's hand you made a bee line for the door.

“Woman where are we going?” Ulquiorra demanded to know as you reached for the doorknob. With a twist the door opened allowing the both of you access to the outside world. Turning your head slightly in his direction, you gave him one of your  brightest smiles,“I'm taking you outside to see the snow of course.”

“Why? It has no meaning to me if I see it or not.” he said, “You'd be wasting your time.”

“No I wouldn't. I think everyone deserves to see snow, even you Ulquiorra. Besides I cannot allow this travesty to stand!”  You exclaimed  dramatically, as you rushed out the door,dragging a stunned Ulquiorra behind you. Making your way outside you let go of his hand to spin around as the the white snow flakes made their way down around you.  Looking around Ulquiorra asked, “So this is what you humans call snow?”  he asked as his eyes widened just a fraction.

“Yep! Isn't it great?” you asked as you continued to dance around.

“It is cold.” He said intrigued as he held his hand out to catch a snowflake, “and wet.” Stopping your little snow dance, you lifted your eyes to watch Ulquiorra, as he continued to observe the white flakes. He might not have been showing it, but deep down inside you knew in your heart that he was enjoying himself.

After a few more minutes of Ulquiorra watching you run around like a crazy person he said, “Woman I think it is time for you to go back inside.”

“What why? We just got out here.” you complained as you pouted up at him.

“You're not wearing the appropriate clothing for this weather. So I suggest if you don't want to die from what you humans call hypothermia, you make your way back to the house. Or would you rather die out here and me dispose of your corpse?” He questioned seriously. Looking down at your attire you noticed that he was in fact right about your choice of clothing. “Ooops! I..I..didn't even notice, and um I would rather live thank you!” you stuttered with a blush on your face as you rushed past Ulquiorra and into the house to put on warmer clothes. With a not so noticeable smile on his face at your antics, Ulquiorra took one more look at the white covered scenery before following you into the house.

A/N #2: I hope I did Ulquiorra okay and I also hope you enjoyed it. (I do not own the Gif.)