#Bleach fan fiction

[harventheblorbo]

Hiiii!!!! I hope that you're doing well!

I saw that you were taking requests relating to bleach so I wondering if you could do a hc where Ichigo and his shinigami crush hang out? (Only if you're comfortable with it, of course)

Have a nice day!!!

Xoxo

Ichigo with a shinigami crush hanging out! ➥

Containing; Ichigo kurosaki

Reader is gender neutral

Warning; none

authors note; I had no idea that Ichigo has a ps5, a smart phone and a whole TABLET!.. Still flabbergasted by that

I think it would be more then fair to say that he would be head over heels for you. So whenever you two hang out, someone has to be their as a third wheel so you two don't just freak out and run away from each other.

But whenever he is more down to earth, he is amazing to hang out with. Most definitely a rambler and gives you the pleasure of him talking about his favorite thing or game at the moment.

I think he would let you play on his ps5 And help you win certain games and introduce you to world of the living society trends. It would definitely be fun seeing him laugh at you fail at a game but immediately failing afterwards.

He would be the best friend that you could go at anytime. It doesn't help that he is secretly heads over heels for you and would do anything for you.

Whenever you two have free time off, you two definitely go on shopping sprees and goof off and blare music in his car. At the end of the day, you two would be tired and end up having a little sleepover at his house.

But whenever you are doing something, he heavily misses you and day dreams about you and let's his feelings grow and grow.

#bleach x reader #Ichigo x reader #Bleach fan fiction #Bleach fanfic #bleach ichigo x reader

[fleet-admiral-hiba]

Hello again, What do you think about Kenpachi-san will react to his buddy who characters look like Shunsui-san?

A LAZY FIGHTER

He doesn't care much if you don't do your work as you should, but being friends with him means something. Either you are a killer or you are strong, but you lack the will to fight

Or better: you don't want to unnecessarily fight someone unless you need to. That's why he tried in every way possible to spar with you, only to be immobilized by a kido spell.

You are a damned good fighter, and you have no qualms about him trying to give you a run for his money

Those few times you fight, you give only your 10%. And it's still enough to kick his ass. Ichigo was good, but you are better.

The first time he lost to you, he was surprised. You hid that power from him, didn't you? Still, the moment he recovered, he was on your ass.

You two are two sides of the same coin. The tin and the yang. And possibly the only one to quench his bloodlust

Such strange couple, isn't it?

#bleach scenarios #bleach imagines #bleach fan fiction #bleach #bleach headcanons #kenpachi zaraki

[berrymascarpone]

Happy New Year! Starting off the year with a short GrimmIchi fic to break my writer’s block.

Title: Flexibility

Summary:

Grimmjow gets a gigai, and Ichigo finds out about it in an unexpected way.

#my writing #grimmichi #bleach fan fiction #grimmjow jaegerjaquez #kurosaki ichigo #ah getting back into writing is nice #also…idk where else to bring this up but has the bleach fandom tag changed? #my old fics are in a different fandom tag…it’s ruining my stats layout😭

[sashi-ya]

𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 Äs Nödt x F! Nurse! Reader

ಇ. I had this fic saved for myself, but I honestly didn't think my heart would be that broken when his inevitable end would get animated. Don't get me wrong, I loved Rukia and Byaku's win, but... you gotta understand that for a nurse, As Nodt represents those who you couldn't save. A patient whose hand needed a squeeze, but still it was too painful for him... poor thing. ಇ. tw: medical terminology. be careful if you are sensitive to illness and death topics. it is full of little metaphors, try to understand where I was going with what I wrote. you can ask me too! ಇ. wc: 1k

Before he was even a Sternritter, As was a simple man. A suffering, yet simple man. And you knew him very well.

He was sick, bedridden. It was too painful for him to even breathe. His existence was cold, sterile, and for him so unworthy.

However, there was a Sun. A Sun that would shine a light every time it walked through the doors of his ever-pristine white room… you.

His voice has never been loud, but really, really low. It wasn’t sweet, it was very raspy, as if he was trembling in fear. His short, straight hair framed his façade, the mask giving him oxygen carved red marks on his cheeks and black eyes fixed in a boring ceiling.

Oh, but you. His only reason to smile. But did he show it to you? No. Did he tell you? Neither.

But you knew…

“Hello Äs! how are you doing today?” you ask, with a metallic tray on your hands. Who knows how many pills are in there, but all of them are equally necessary for him to stay alive.

“H- hello… g- good” he said, every time. He doesn’t feel good, he never does. But does he want for you to worry about him? No.

You come closer to his bed, leaving the tray over his tiny bedside table. Taking a swift look at his monitor, you see -as always- his heart rate slightly going up. Ah… he is at least interested in feeling something besides pain and fear about his inevitable end.

“So, Sir Nödt… I’m aware today is your physical therapy day. Nurse (male name) won’t be able to attend the hospital today, would you allow me to do it for him?” you ask. Everything should be professional. You probably were waiting a “no” but instead he took a little time to answer.

“Hmh…” he nods, as much as he could possibly move his neck without grimacing in pain.

You smile, kindly. Your look softens. You didn’t want to feel sorry, pity for him. You really thought those feelings weren’t proper. But you couldn’t help it. Your heart ached too, and you wanted to help him as much as you could… “Good! Let’s make those muscles move with utmost care! Let me put on some tunes too”

You weren’t sure about him wanting for real to do it. He never did, as your colleagues said. “He is in pain, but he is equally scared to feel pain and that freezes him even more. He won’t ever get better…”

Again, your heart ached. What do they know about getting better? Why judging him? He needed help, not critics. And… who knows, maybe, he just needed someone to believe in him to feel better.

You make sure your hands aren’t cold. You wear a mask to come close to him, you don’t want to create more problems for him, a simple germ could cost him his thread hanging life.

You take your phone and press play. A soft melody starts playing. You don’t really know when it was, but you were sure he said he likes the sound of pianos playing to relax.

 Äs widens his eyes. Extremely black orbs fix on you, he is amazed by the song filling the room, he is probably glad to hear something besides the sound of the oxygen flow on his face.

“Give your hand, please” you whisper, trying not to cover the song. You let him choose which one of his pale hands will move first.

He breathes in a considerable amount of air into his lungs, and then, with trembling motion his right bony hand reaches yours. It feels soft. Lightweight.

And so needy.

You begin to inspect his joints. Of course it’s painful for him, not only because of being sick but also because of avoiding to move them for so long. “One finger at a time” you murmur, as you can feel him desiring to grab your hand.

He goes slow. Äs wants more, but he is in pain. He is afraid.

“Don’t be scared. I’m holding your hand right now. You can try to hold mine” you encourage him. You, perhaps, wanted more and even the same way he does for him to grab your hand… Are you falling in love with a patient? A.. dying patient?

He sees you. You see him. He closes his eyes. And maybe a little smile wanted to adorn his lips. His fine, chapped, lips.

“Follow me, Äs”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.

When he opens his eyes he isn’t lying down in a mattress. He is standing, in two feet. He is still pale, his hands show that. A cold breeze kisses his cheeks, he notices his hair is way longer now as it flows with the wind around.

He can hear kids laughing, and the greenery around feels refreshing. A park… it’s been so long since he stood in the middle of one.

Suddenly, something lands on his cold nose. It’s as soft as the wind, but it’s pink. A cherry blossom petal just flew up to where he is. And like that rosy flower, a million rain down from dark wooden trees.

“Spring? Is this Hanami?” he asks and notices he can speak louder. And when he does, it’s not painful… it’s… normal.

He slowly turns around. And again, moving doesn’t hurt. Breathing doesn’t hurt. Her arms around his waist coming from behind, either.

“Äs! Love! Turn around, I wanna take a picture of you with the Cherry Blossoms in the back!” you chime. Your camera, an old analogue one, captures the beauty of a pinkish rain that doesn’t wet but only kisses your skin with a soft, soft scent.

He is absolutely stunned by your beauty as you walk back pointing the camera lens to him. Your hair also flows. You are his nurse, his sun. What are you doing there? Why is he alive?

“Smile you silly! You are scaring me! What’s gotten into you?” you scold him, his death stare creeps you out sometimes.

As the camera shots and captures his amazed look, you walk back towards his thin arms. “Wanna have some ice cream? Or do you prefer cotton candy? Oh wait, maybe you want Takoyaki?” you excitedly jump, feeling the hard edges of his hipbones against your belly when hugging him.

“I just want to hug you for a little longer…” he murmurs. It kinda scares you, because when he ever said something sweet?

“Hug me for as long as you want, sweetheart…” you whisper, nuzzled in the crook of his neck. He rests his chin on the crown of your head, it’s so soothing to feel his chest go up and down, breathing pure air…  

Don't wake up. Don't wake up. please, just for a few moments now... Your Majesty.

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[luvvsk2]

🤍 ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ☁️ 𝓬𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐬𝐯𝐳𝐥 ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ☁️✧˖*°࿐

⤷ cupid, 18, she/her,middle eastern !!

mainly anime + video game but random people will show up lmao jjk, onepeice, seraph of the end ,bleach, mha/bnha, resident evil(all the games), cod, and jinx (the manhwa/bl) any character from these i will write for. jjk centric tho!!

-willing to write anything and everything! just ask (yes that does include smut nsfw,sfw,fluff ect)

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 !! 🎀

© CUPIDSVZL/LUVVSK2 2024 plagiarism is prohibited, do not copy my work, moderate it and or steal themes.

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[geek-fashionista]

Amakuchi

Ulquihime Week 2023 Day 1: Spice

~*~

"Ulquiorra-kun, on a scale from one to ten, how spicy do you want your curry?" Orihime yelled from the kitchen.

Ulquiorra had been forced to go on enough group outings at curry restaurants to know that he was in no danger. He had eaten the highest spice level multiple times and had suffered no more than a slightly sore throat. Therefore, he did not even look up from the book he was reading as he replied, "Ten."

"Okay!"

"Oi." Tatsuki, who sat across the table with her chin in her hand, blinked at him slowly. "Do you have a death wish?"

Ulquiorra flipped to the next page. "I do not understand your meaning."

"Have you eaten Orihime's curry before?" She held up her other hand to cut herself off. "You know what, never mind. I'm going to let you discover it for yourself."

"The woman has access to the same ingredients as her beloved restaurant chains. How different can it be?"

Orihime swept into the room carrying two large plates. She set the first before Tatsuki: a normal, thick brown curry with potatoes, carrots, and small pieces of beef. "Mild curry for Tatsuki-chan, and for Ulquiorra-kun..."

Ulquiorra set his book aside in anticipation of the meal. The plate that landed before him looked nothing like Tatsuki's, however. The fumes coming off the bright red sludge drenched over his modest helping of rice made his eyes water. He leaned away from it. "Woman. What is this?"

Orihime came back to the table with her own plate. Her curry was equally red. "It's spice level ten, like you asked!" She clapped her hands together. "Itadakimasu!"

Ulquiorra watched her swallow a heaping spoonful of food. She let out a hum of delight and took another bite. When several seconds passed and she neither reached for her water glass nor died, he picked up his own spoon. Tatsuki arched an eyebrow at him. He glared back at her. Even so, there was a slight tremor in his hand as he dipped his spoon into the rice, scooping up only a small amount of the curry, and lifted it to his lips.

A week later, when Grimmjow asked him why his tongue was so swollen, his only response was a bitter, "Thut up."

#ulquihime #ulquihime week #bleach #ulquihime week 2023 #fan fiction

[renjihoe]

Renji Haters Are Not Bleach Fans!

My brain is trying to mathematically make sense of how someone who claims to be a Bleach super fan, a certified Kubo dick rider and someone who has consumed every ounce of “Peak Fiction” (Bleach) content written by Kubo himself, can simultaneously be the biggest Renji hater. It makes no sense to me. You cannot POSSIBLY think that Kubo is the best fiction author when Renji is ONE of the characters that shows off his writing skills the most, WITHOUT “plot armor” (looking at you Soul Reaper, Quincy, Hollow, Bout ICHIGO KUROSAKI!). You disregard all of that simply because “he can’t fight”. You cannot possibly think Kubo is the best writer to ever exist when he’s explained on multiple occasions as to why Renji is “weak”. You cannot POSSIBLY think that Renji is “useless” when Kubo himself CHOSE to make Renji one of Ichigo’s right hand men. It’s like you skipped the ENTIRE SERIES!! I get not liking Renji, he’s not everyone’s cup of tea and that’s fine, but to straight up be a hater is downright outrageous in my opinion. Smh…some of y’all need a good rewatch and to actually pay more damn attention to what you’re watching. Renji hate is so overplayed at this point. Unfortunately I don’t think his big TYBW moment will change some of the brainless Bleach fan’s opinions. 🙄

I could go into so much more detail about how Renji showcases Kubo’s skills the most but it would be difficult putting it into words. The video I’ve linked below does an amazing job of breaking down Renji’s character. I highly recommend this person’s channel for any Bleach fans who enjoy learning more about the series and characters they love so much!

Renji Abarai Character Analysis

#anime rant #bleach #bleach tybw #bleach renji #renji abarai #renji hate needs to stop #bleach manga #hot take #fake fan #dude bro #peak fiction #character analysis #bleach fandom #renji fan #renji hater

[junko222]

I posted a new chapter in the omake to "Academy Blues" in which Ichigo and Aizen continue to attempt to co-rule as Soul King. As I noted at the end of this installment, I am kind of meandering my way though this particular story, so... apologies?

To be fair, Ichigo is dealing with this guy:

art by: https://www.tumblr.com/aysmiro

So, things do get long-winded.

If you are interested in the tale, but have never read any of it, here's the whole series in order:

"Forever with You Never Sounded so Stupid," which begins where canon ends (minus a chapter or two--I am writing as if all the events of canon exist in this world, up to 685, "A Flawless Ending." I also include a lot of the information in the light novels and the "Howls from the Jaws of Hell" chapter, though, obviously not all of it. )

The story picks up next with, "Academy Blues." which wraps up most of the plot.

Now I'm just noodling around with more story between this power couple in "The Soul King & I." The whole thing is plot heavy, light romance (with Aizen and Ichigo both being on the ace spectrum in my universe.)

Enjoy!

#AiIchi #Bleach #fanfic #fan fiction #Aizen #Ichigo

[radioactivespiderblood]

😭😭😭

the work: slow burn adoption/enemy to parental figure

the tags: pre-slash

#i hate it here #send help #eye bleach #ao3 #cursed #fan fic #fan fiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #if you know you know

[wreakhavic]

Can you guys tell me in what situation Aizen would call you "Poor thing"?

I will start:

I spilled all my ibuprofen on the ground in front of Aizen in the lunchroom. He takes my chin up, leans in and whispers: "Poor thing".

#anime #fanfic #aizen #fanfiction #bleach #aizen smut #aizen x reader #bleach fanfiction #aizen fantasy #bleach fantasy #bleachfanfiction #fan fiction #insert character #yn #y/n #aizen y/n #aizen x y/n #aizen x you #fic about you #fanfiction art #fanciction asks #ask #bleach asks

[harventheblorbo]

Hey so I was wondering if you could write a fic for renji falling for one of his squads member aka male reader but he’s in denial about it since he doesn’t think he likes men and Just assumes he’s very close with reader so he leaves saying anything to him and over the next couple days every time they speak he blushes and when they touch renjis loses his mind with this feeling of love and wanting to kiss and hold read so he just instead runs away and one day read snd renji are sent to kill some hollows in karakura town but in the fight male reader gets injured but manages to kill the hollow snd renji runs over to examine the wound but readers tells him it’s not a big deal but renjis doesn’t care and mend the wound and picks him up an takes him to the seritey to squad 4 to get healed and when they have some alone time reader finally asks him what’s up and why he’s been acting so strange and renji finally caves in and tells reader that he loves him and how he knows how stupid it is an he knows reader won’t want to be around him anymore but he doesn’t care cause he needed to tell reader but suddenly he gets kissed by him and reader tells him how he was always talking to him and hugging him hoping he’d figure out the reader had feelings for him and renji is shocked but happy and kisses him again and then they lay down with reader comforting renji saying he’s not stupid for feeling like that or weird and he loves him lots…. (Sorrry it’s so long you don’t had to do it if you don’t want to or you can shorten it..

Renji x m!reader oneshot

Containing; Renji!

Reader is Male

Warning: none

Authors note; I legit haven't done something that isn't HCS in SOO long so I apologize If it's abit rusty 😅 but either way, this was fun writing and wanted to wish happy holidays!

Each and every day, renjis love for ___ is growing bigger and bigger and it's starting to show alot. Even to the point where the other squad members are asking about it. But, of course, like every other love story, he is in complete denial.

He just doesn't believe that he likes men. Poor guy. He trys to convince him that it's just his imagination and he just attaches to who ever is the closest to him like a bug. He trys to reason with himself that it's just a small crush and nothing big. Yet.

Whenever he gets near you now, he can't help but feel his cheeks heat up and hear his heart skip a beat and getting flustered. Even the simplest contact gets him head over heels for you. He starts stuttering and running off. Of course, this saddens you to see him run off.

It runs around the seireitei about renji and his feelings and people start pushing you two together and gets a laugh out of it. Renji loses it whenever people do this and blames you a little.

One day, you we're tasked to go to the world of the living. With renji. Out or everyone. Now the captains are in it.

"This is great!" Renji flares his arms in the air in frustration. "You can definitely say that again.." You grumble as you look on your soul phone. They sent you on a supposed mission to go hunt for a particular hollow.

The only thing is, you can't find the damn thing! "How are we supposed to kill the damn monster if it isn't here!?" Renji cried out in anger. "My god just shut up! It should be here anywhere. If anything it's probably hiding." You snap.

Hearing renji complain would definitely be exhausting. A beep comes from your twos phone and a loud explosion goes off in the distance followed with screams. You two snap your heads to the direction and go off to the sound.

It was a hollow that was relatively large. It was large enough to take down a powerline with one swipe of its claws. It roared and trapped a poor spirit soul underneath it's deathgrip of its claws.

"Shit!" Renji exclaimed. "Stay behind and make sure that everyone else is safe!" You bellowed and pulled out your zanpakuto and struck it making it squeal in pain and drop the spirit. Renji quickly picked up the kid spirit and let him pass on as you battled with the hollow.

It didn't look good for you at this point. It grabbed your waist and threw you against a back of a office building. You tried to scream in agony but your breath was taken by the force of the throw. "___!" Renji called your name as he helped the kid.

You quickly get up with a limp and cut the hollow in half, purifying the hollow. He rushed over to you as you sat down on the pavement for a quick second. He tried to swoop you underneath your arms in order to help you get back. "renji I'll be fine." You coughed out, not knowing about the hole made by the hollows claw.

He didn't listen what ever and took you back to the seireitei. He took you to squad 4 barracks and managed to get you into a room. Unohana suggested him to get rest for the day as his injuries were minor and small.

Renji couldn't sleep with the thought of you dying in the back of his head. He finally admitted to himself that he loved you and couldn't hide it anymore. He felt guilty for not telling you before hand.

Whenever he was able to go back to your room in the squad 4 barracks, he immediately went back in a hurry. He couldn't hold in his anxiety anymore and rushed. Whenever he saw your state, he felt guilty.

The nurses left the room and left you two alone. "I'm sorry" he mumbled. "What for? It didn't kill me." you glanced at him. He couldn't look back at you and hung his head low. "I'm sorry for not protecting you when you needed it." he replied. "Pssh, it's nothing. Hey, at least you visited. Its the thought that counts." you grinned at him.

"But I do have a question for you." you frowned a little. Renji picked his head up and looked at you. "How come you have been ingoreing me and just Running off?" you asked. It was getting annoying whenever you would want to talk to him and maybe finally confess but then he would just Run off!

"Well uhm," Renji pondered on his words for a few moments. "I really couldn't stand being with you without turning into a mess. And I always felt like I liked you know, women until I met you and thought I was dumb for liking someone like you. So the answer is, it's because I like you" Renji finally confessed.

You laughed. "You idiot. That's why I've been approaching you this whole time! Ive been trying to tell you my feelings as well." You smiled at him "Oh... I wished i knew that." He chuckled.

You pulled him into a hug and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Renji turned red as his hair, he quickly shaked it off and kissed back. Renji kicked off his sandals and crawled in bed with you as you comforted him.

#bleach fanfic #bleach fan fiction #Bleach renji #renji x reader #bleach renji x reader #renji abarai #m!reader #male reader

[fleet-admiral-hiba]

THE PUPPETER

A/n: The GOTEI 13 wasn't aware of the drama it was going to unfold. All because of a rejected shinigami

The day was slow. It was a beautiful day in the Seiretei and the captains were out enjoying a much deserved break. There had been a few hectic days and some peace was nice for a change.

But that wasn't going to last long. Someone was already planning. Scheming the demise of the Gotei 13.

One by one, caught by an invisible mist, every single lieutenant began to rebel, or tried to do so. But what the assailant didn't take into account, was how quick their captain would notice.

They knew inside out the mind of their subordinates, given the long time they spent together. And they didn't understand. The will of being one's own person, the pride in being a shinigami.

But some of them fell under the control of this mysterious figure. Hinamori one of the few that fell without blinking.

Followed by the others. Nanao, Iba, Matsumoto, Yumichika, Ikkaku, Yachiru, Rukia, Renji, Insane, Kiyone... They all gradually fell under

But there were people who tried until their last effort to resist the attack. One of them was Sasakibe.

He was in the captain commander office, working on some paperwork when it happened. He started to dissociate, but he tried to reign control over his mind.

Yamamoto noticed his lieutenant struggling. He was clutching his head. A pounding headache splitting his head in two. Yamamoto tried to call his name but he didn't answer.

Instead, he looked up. Eyes as pale as the moon. He was no more the Sasakibe he knew. The man lunged and tried to attack him. Using his rapier, he tried to stab the man, but he was nothing compared to the old man. And as quickly as he started, it ended.

The man collapsed on the floor, unconscious. Yamamoto didn't know what was happening. His lieutenant had always been so loyal, what could prompt him to do so?

While he was musing such things, he heard footsteps hurriedly coming to his office. Shunsui, Juushiro and the other captains all ran inside, worried about their subordinates.

"Yama-ji, what happened? ", he didn't know but he wanted to get to the bottom of the matter. " From now on we are in a state of emergency. We will consider this an attack on the Seiretei. Take them to the fourth division. Unohana, I want a report on their condition as soon as possible. I'm sure you all felt the change in reiatsu. Ukitake, Kyoraku, Kurotsuchi and Byakuya, you will be patrolling the entire area. Everyone who doesn't belong will be taken in for questioning. Is that clear? "

They all nodded, and went to work.

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

In another place of the same building, another man felt the shift of power. And he looked outside, towards the hill.

"So, you decided to show yourself. What is your plan?

It had been so long since he last used his sword. But this time. It felt almost strange. But his zampakuto reacted without hesitation.

"Let's get to work. I'm sure the old man will be pleased to see me"

And he made way to the first.

#bleach #bleach fan fiction #bleach imagines #bleach scenarios #bleach headcanons #gotei 13 #Sasakibe #x male reader

[eithneland]

A mad scientist meets an SCP after kidnapping them from The World Of The Living

important to read

THIS IS A CROSSOVER between the Scp Foundation world and "Bleach" the anime

this is part two to this scenario (you can read part one here)

Sarita is an original oc that I came up with also they go by they/them because, because :3

I am a fan of Mayuri Kurotsuchi but I'm not good at portraying his character as accurately as I would want to.

I might lose motivation or run out of ideas and the updates might slow down but I will try updating daily.

"My, my... the 'corpse' can talk!" Mayuri proclaims getting closer to Sarita, leening over the surgical table. Meanwhile Sarita is strapped to the surgical table, unable to move. They are also sedaded but that doesn't seem to make a difference. Mayuri takes his cold hand and brushes the 'corpse' 's long black strands of overgrown bangs out of her eyes revealing....brown bloodshot eyes with a yellow tint to them, giving her eyes a more corpse's appearance. The fact that the subject does not blink, only creeps out the other scientists around even more on top of her not breathing yet they are still curious and intrigued.

Mayuri snaps his fingers and some people handcuff Sarita's arms and legs together, untying them from the surgical table. "Safety measures so you don't run away, not that you can, even if you tried" Mayuri says simply, grinning before picking the woman(?) up by the arms and dragging them to an x-ray machine where he somewhat gently puts them and starts the tests.

Hours later Mayuri is convinced the machine is broken since it doesn't detect any heart activity nor any bodily functions. Then he remmebers he an manually check her pulse "Why hadn't I taught of that sooner!" Mayuri thinks as he grabs the 'corpse' 's arms and places his fingers on her wrist....he doesn't fell a pulse...

But he feels mushy and squishy skin that feels like a thin layer of jelly rather than skin. Perhaps the 'corpse' 's rotting was worse that it seemed.

Under the messy hair, the woman(?)'s eyebrows are furrowed at the unknown man running tests on them. The way he moves his fingers, digging them in their skin but not breaking it, gives Sarita a bad feeling about him. "At least it's better than Dr. [REDACTED]...for now..." Sarita thinks, closing their eyes and sort of tuning out the unknown man. They feel drowsy....at The Foundation she could sleep all the time there weren't any tests being made... but now they had to stay awake as they didn't trust the people here.... They slowly close their eyes, feeling drowsy as they had not slept for around five hours... which seemed diabolical to Sarita.

Mayuri's eyes widen as the 'corpse' falls limp in his arms, their body relaxing with a sigh. Mayuri had noticed the 'corpse' wasn't breathing but it had the ability to sigh? "This would be the perfect opportunity to study this subject further. I will find out how you move without a heart and how you're possible." Mayuri grins.

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[sashi-ya]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 21: FEAR PLAY Äs Nödt x F! Reader

Requested by: @muzans-stuff ➡ Hello If it's okay I'd like to participate in the kinktober event. I'm an AFAB with pronouns of she/her. I choose Äs Nödt with these following kinks: Dom/sub, impregnation ,humiliation ,CNC and ESPECIALLY fear play. thank you ♥️ ➡ i'm sorry for the delay my love, but here it is finally! hope you enjoy :3 tw: MDNI. In any case I am saying being admitted to a psychiatric hospital is scary, however being dragged to a place like that without being informed... CNC (rape/forced to mentions. be extremely careful). fear play. rough sex. humiliation. kinda dominant as (duh). slapping. humiliation. and everything dark. wc: 1,3kmasterlist

Eyes wide open, mouth covered. Boney hands, a chill running through your spine. “You are mine…” “Am I?”

White cold flickering lights, padded walls… why is everything so empty? Why does it look like a mental hospital room?

Your back pressed against the wall; it doesn’t hurt, it’s soft and secure. But your legs are shaking, you even feel like peeing yourself.

“Äs… what are we doing here?” you ask, with trembling voice and watery eyes. “Shut up…” he whispers, with low raspy voice that’s both terrifying and sexy.

You swallow, blinking fast enough for a single tear to finally fall from your eye. You try to search for an exit, perhaps the door. When have he taken you here? was it while sleeping? The last thing you remember was feeling dizzy and sleepy during dinner with the Sternritters.

When your eyes finally devise what it might look like a door, you take a deep breath and decide to run towards it. You love Äs, in a sick twisted way… but you are also scared… and there are still, maybe, boundaries you aren’t ready to take. Or are you?

As you move your foot, he approaches you violently. One of his hands cover your mouth, while the other pushes you from your lower belly against the padded wall. You can’t move a single muscle, you feel your blood turning cold, as if you were instilled with a poison right in your veins.

“Do not search for an exit. Haven’t I tell you already that you are mine?” he grunts, with his tiny nose pressed against your cheek but still wearing his black mask over it.

You try to deny with your eyes, as he is pressing your head so hard against the wall. He seems to be losing control, as if your fear fed something feral inside of him…

“Stop crying. Stop crying. Stop crying!” he suddenly screams, when your tears become profuse and wet the back of his pale hand. The veins on it become swollen, and his muscles tense more and more.

You can’t help it; you can’t stop crying.

His black pointy nails carve in your cheeks, as he shakes your face and then pushes you to the ground in a swift and violent motion.

Your knees carve in the padded floor. And somehow you begin to see the situation as a dark metaphor for the love you both hold for the other; it’s humiliating, it’s painful… but it’s pure white, and it doesn’t really hurt… it’s sick, but it’s healing.

You turn to look at him, his black boots, his black hair, and black eyes contrast with the white around as he walks to you. He does it slowly, but it is terrifying.

Äs looks at you from the side, as he tilts his neck to the right. His silky long hair falls like an onyx downpour on his frame. “You are pathetic” he growls, but you get the impression he is smiling under his mask as his eyes get squinted and the black orb takes over the whole socket.

Your white uniform has been slightly tore, but you don’t even remember when it happened. Nor you realize his heavy boot is now over your chest. Time seems to pass either too slow, or too fast… you feel like missing parts of reality… have you been drugged? Or is it Äs’s power? Is it the F supposed to be used this way?

“Will you hurt me?” you ask him, still crying. “Oh no… it is yourself who will if you don’t comply to my orders” he says, using his foot to spread your legs.

You soon realize that what he is meaning to do is not killing you… but fucking you. He is not willing to hear a “no” as a response, that’s why he isn’t even asking. You are, however, afraid of his words… knowing that he has the means to make you hurt yourself, makes you tremble.

You begin crawling back, you are sweating cold, you get tunnel vision having him to be the only image in the centre of your sight.

In a blink of an eye, he is already pinning you against the floor. Äs is topping you, with his long hair tickling your cheeks and the mask barely separating your lips from his.

His body feels like a bag of bones, a characteristic you have always loved about him. You enjoyed the way his hipbones protruded through the long white cover of his uniform, and always wished to be able to see his collar bones... well, now you will.

His hand slides down until your leg, lifting it up until his waist. Your skirt, that’s probably falling off by now, will allow him to have easy access to your core.

You are terrified and confused.

You aren’t sure if you want it or not, but the way his erection feels against your core fans the flame of need and yet of fright. And the more he grazes his hardness against you, the more you cry; this time, uncontrollably sobbing but with bucking up hips searching for more. What a beautiful yet painful dichotomy.

“You are such a slut, crying because you don’t want to get fucked but still rubbing yourself against me” he growls, searching with his bony hand for your panties to rip them off.

You catch a glimpse of logic and begin fighting -or trying to look like you are- to get him off of you. Deep inside, the more you want him to force you, the more that turns you on.

Ripped your underwear, his hand is now grabbing yours by the wrist above your head. “Stay still, bitch. You are getting that hole raped by me because… YOU. ARE. MINE”

You squirm under his firm touch. He might look like he is weak, but he is stronger than you in every way.

With his free hand, he slaps your face and then takes off his mask. For the first time you discover how his façade looks and you are beyond pleased. He is beautiful; pale, chapped lips, sick looking eyes but still full of a strong desire to live.

“Stop crying, you are not making me stop… come on” he whispers, now with his lips playfully grazing yours.

You sniff, trying to obey, trembling in fear but also in need. You feel his hand going down, while his dress like clothes go up. You get a glimpse of his pale, almost white abs. There is not a single gram of fat on his abs, and you discover that he is indeed way thinner than what you thought he was.

While his flesh is generally cold, his sex isn’t. You can sense the throbbing warmth reaching your slippery entrance.

“Even if I am forcing my dick in you, you are still so wet…” he moans, attacking your lips afterwards and impaling you with no mercy.

You arch your back, mewling in his mouth. But he won’t let you breathe any other air that the one coming from his own lungs.

Äs fucks you excessively rough, making you sure you aren’t able to escape from his claws, leaving you at his complete mercy… with your head spinning, and your legs losing their total strength.

He enjoys your clenching walls, your milking insides, slapping you once in a while. Sometimes he even stays inside you for some seconds, to show you how much you want him to keep ramming into you.

“You were crying and kicking before, and now you want more of my dick? Don’t you see how much of a needy whore you are? Why don’t you become my cum dump too? Let me get you pregnant, so that everybody knows you are only mine”

You widen your eyes; humiliated, asking for more of his dick, pleading with tears for your womb to be filled with his semen… forced to get pregnant by him.

Do it, Äs… After all, you have become crazy… stupidly psychiatric for him…

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[chugging-bleach]

what are some bleach pairings/fics you want to see more of?

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[geek-fashionista]

Rebirth

Ulquihime Week Day 7: Apology.

~*~

At least once a month she has that dream.

The two of them, standing under a bright moon on a tower reaching into the heavens.

Every time, she would apologize to him. Every time, he would lift his hand. Every time, she would try to take it. And every time, he would fade to ashes.

I'm sorry.

She'd sit at her desk, eyes turned towards the window while everyone else took notes.

I wanted to save you.

She'd lag behind her friends as they walked along, chattering, laughing at the usual day-to-day things.

But I wasn't strong enough.

She'd eat her dinner alone without really tasting it.

Then one night, seventeen months after the war, she dreams that dream again. Only this time when she reaches for him, her fingers close around his, cold and solid and real. She looks up into his eyes, finds reassurance where once there was nothing at all.

And she wakes with a start, lifts a hand to her pounding heart, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that he is alive.

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