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spookyshape · 2 months
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Menos Grande (aka fashion goals)
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jubileemon · 10 days
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Orihime's PTSD
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Orihime's reaction to witnessing Ichigo's Hollow side during his fight with Grimmjow in "Bleach" likely stems from a combination of factors, including post-traumatic stress and possibly trauma even after what happened to her late brother Sora... who became a Hollow.
Orihime's traumatic past, particularly her experiences with abuse and the loss of her brother Sora, have likely left deep emotional scars. Witnessing Ichigo's transformation into a Hollow might've triggered those bad memories and feelings of helplessness. The sight of Ichigo succumbing to his inner darkness and becoming a Hollow likely evokes feelings of terror and dread, as she fears losing another important person in her life.
Orihime cares deeply for Ichigo and values their friendship. So seeing him in such a vulnerable and dangerous state definitely evoked a sense of powerlessness and despair, as she struggled to comprehend the severity of the situation and the potential consequences for Ichigo and those around him.
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Thankfully, Nel recognizes Orihime's distress and offers her words of comfort. Despite her child-like appearance, she reassures Orihime that Ichigo possesses the strength and determination to overcome any obstacle, urging her to have faith in him and his abilities. Nel's words uplifted Orihime's spirits and bolster her confidence in Ichigo, instilling her with the resolve to stand by him and support him through his battle.
Remember that Hollows represent a terrifying and unpredictable threat, symbolizing the darker aspects of the spiritual world and the dangers that lurk within. Her encounters with Hollows, including her late brother, who became one left a lasting impact on her psyche, which contributes to her fear when faced with Ichigo's Hollow side for the first time.
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marsuro · 3 months
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Huetobervember day 29
Taking a little stroll
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First kiss scenario with Starrk and Grimmjow and someone else of your choosing pls!!
STARRK
"I have to go."
He holds you tighter. You're so close to him that Satrrk can feel your heartbeat through his empty chest, sending waves of tickles through his spine.
"It's too early. You can stay a bit longer."
"I can't," you tell him softly. "I need to take care of a few things."
Starrk took a deep breath before huffing. His least favorite thing about cuddling was when you had to leave.
"Be back soon," he says. It almost sounds like a plea.
You smile before pressing your lips to his. Something within him snapped in thousands of swirling tickles. It kindled the darkest parts of him.
His breath hitches when you let go. Shocked gaze eyes into you. It took Starrk a second to coordinate correctly to let go of you, not before making you promise you'll be back to give him another kiss soon.
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GRIMMJOW
"I want to try something new," you said before explaining what Grimmjow considered to be the peak of absurdity.
Yet, he'll rather lose an arm again than have you think he's chickening out of it. And so here you were, straddling his lap. One hand tucked in his blue locks while the other petted his nape. Grimmjow tried his best to ignore the alarmingly good sensation it brought.
"Whatever you'll do, just hurry up and do it," he whined, uneasy. 
You kissed him. Your lips are soft against his mouth. You suck on his lips, and somehow, Grimmjow knows how to respond. Perhaps due to a forgotten human intuition buried deep inside. He bit you, and in a trice, everything about this felt more normal. He did it again. You moaned against his lips. 
You held him tighter as the kiss became rougher. Grimmjow doesn't know when did he start to grip you, crushing you to him. But damn, it was nice. The only problem now was that the heat had risen, and closer wasn't enough.
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a-lyoshka · 1 month
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they are not alone 👀
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rrustellar · 7 months
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Deadwood's Phantom
My first Bleach OC! One of the driving forces behind events in my story.
(btw don't worry, in reality żubr didn't extinct)
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The origin.
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The decision making and design.
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What are hollows anyway?
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Is there anyone able to take care of the ghosts?
Possibly. Not without a price.
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debiruxjin · 3 days
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𝐉𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐌𝐀 - 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐉𝐈𝐍 | 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐎 - 𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔
I'm sure I wasn't the only one who noticed it but Jin and Devil Jin's relationship in Tekken 8 is very similar if not identical to Ichigo and zangetsu/hollow's relationship.
Bleach is one of my favorite animes and as soon as I saw the first trailer for Tekken 8 I got an idea of what the relationship between Jin and Devil Jin would be like, since it is the first time we see them interact with each. I know that the cliché of the protagonist carrying a monster or demon inside him is already widely used.
But Ichigo and Jin share some things in common that I would like to highlight.
• They both have a somewhat similar personality. Mostly serious most of the time.
• They both have in common the loss of their mother. Curious because in most Shonen, both parents are usually dead.
• They both deny his power at first, Ichigo does not want to be consumed by his internal Holow at the beginning of his story and the same goes for Jin who does not want to be consumed by Devil Jin.
However, it is not until later that they both finally accept their respective counterparts, and their relationship becomes closer. Jin stopped seeing DJ as a burden and a curse. The same goes for Ichigo. They both realized that both Devil and Zangetsu/hollow. They only wanted to protect their receptacles from all evil. Even going so far as to sacrifice their existence in order to achieve this purpose.
Finally, the most notable part. When Jin is defeated at the beginning of Tekken 8, he enters his subconscious where he meets Devil. Impossible not to notice the similarity, it is very similar to the world Ichigo goes to when he meets Zangetsu or his Hollow. Both have water as their main theme.
He made this post improvised, perhaps later I will add more information or corrections. But for now, thanks for taking the time to read!
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animecidiyolar · 1 year
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igimacigy · 1 year
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ichigo
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kaliforniabird · 1 year
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Luz's titan form design really reminds me of Bleach Hollow designs
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soupkingo3o · 1 year
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Now I don’t know much of anything about bleach but when a friend needs you to make OCs for their story you make OCs!!!!
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I don’t even like bleach but these guys make me wanna give it another chance
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rahents · 5 days
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Time to get hyped and put on your hollow mask!
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prettyghoulfics · 1 year
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Chapter 18 Just Posted!
This is a pretty rough chapter. It's hard to put these sweet babies through this kind of thing, but necessary. WARNING: Rough, harsh sex. Lots of heartache in this chapter, but it won't last forever...
Chapters: 18/23 Fandom: Bleach Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Inoue Orihime/Kurosaki Ichigo, Hollow Ichigo | Zangetsu/Inoue Orihime, Ichigo / Hollow Ichigo / Orihime, Abarai Renji/Kuchiki Rukia Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Inoue Orihime, Hollow Ichigo | Zangetsu, Abarai Renji, Kuchiki Rukia, Urahara Kisuke, Kyouraku Shunsui, Kurotsuchi Mayuri, Ulquiorra Cifer, Ishida Uryuu, Sado "Chad" Yasutora Additional Tags: Hollows (Bleach), Shinigami (Bleach), Espada (Bleach), Alternate Timelines, Alcohol, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Soul Reaper, Explicit Language, Alternate Universe Summary:
How will Ichigo deal with the new relationship with the beautiful Soul Reaper Orihime and how will she deal with his inner Hollow? Things get a bit out of hand for the three of them as events unfold...
This story is an AU that takes place in a different timeline where Orihime dies young and becomes a Soul Reaper.
There are so many implications when taking Orihime out of the events of the Bleach we all know and love, but I’m not going to address those in this story. In order to tell this tale, I have to ignore those and just get on with it. But, you may find some characters alive, that otherwise died in the canon arcs. You can attribute those to ‘butterfly wing changes’ in the events that took place without her there. So, I hope you can set your preconceived notions aside and just enjoy this little tale.
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theminecraftbee · 6 months
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Tango makes a terrible, terrible face as he walks into Grian's new creation. Bit rude, he thinks that is, but whatever. Grian waves his arms out, getting ready to show Tango more than he'd shown him when the practice room was still in-progress, when Tango says:
"What did you do to it?"
"Huh?"
Tango shudders. He folds his arms over himself and looks at Jellie the ravager. "What did you do to it. To this place. Why is it... warm?"
"I mean, it's not really warm, see it's all white so it actually doesn't retain heat very well, even with the froglamps, so I had to do some work to make sure the temperature was appropriate for heavy physical activity while not risking frostbite the way the actual dungeon does, and..."
Grian trails off.
"The point is that it's mostly just, I don't know, mild temperature? Unnoticeable temperature? The fact you commented on it is weird."
There's a strangely echoing quality to Tango's voice as he steps back again, against the door to the practice room. "It's clean."
"Yeah. I mean, that's the aesthetic, isn't it? Wiped clean of everything but the ravager, the water, and the drowned. None of the distractions. Good for practicing, you know?" Grian squints. "You should like it. You said you'd like it. Wanted people to be able to practice so they'd do better at the dungeon."
Tango shudders again. "You've wiped clean the ravagers, too. I can't... touch her."
"What?" Grian says, baffled.
"What have you done to this place," Tango says.
"Listen, I won't have you insulting my clean room," Grian says. "I cleaned it of all the dungeon bits. It's nice and easy and white and understandable. I won't have you corrupting it."
Hm. Not sure where that one came from, he realizes. Probably a bad sign. He'd certainly guess as much from Tango, who is staring at him with something akin to horror.
In a voice that echoes like a card readout, Tango says: "You won't do this in the dungeon. You'll feed us what's left from this. Or I'll have to ask you to move it."
Grian rolls his eyes. "Geez, yeah, I won't touch the actual dungeon! I already broke the sound test room, I'm not breaking any really important redstone. Now, do you want to see the drowned dodging room or not?"
"I'm horrified to find out what happened to the drowned, if this is your ravager."
Grian looks between Jellie's blank stare and Tango and throws up his hands. "Nothing! I did nothing to her! I have no idea what you're on about!"
"It's like you bleached their insides," mutters Tango. "Bleached everything. It's not natural."
"Not natural? Like you're one to talk!"
"I need to know. Show me," Tango says.
"Right then. Take off your armor first, I don't want Jellie getting thorned or something, then let's practice some dodging and get in there. Then you'll see this is a perfectly normal set of eerie white rooms and leave me alone, right?"
Tango makes a face.
"I don't know why I bother. Honestly. You'd think I'd done something weird," Grian says, and then neither of them talk much, on account of the ravager trying to chew their faces.
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Wild hike
Summary: Grimmjow finally tosses his stigmatization for seeking physical contact out the window. His kisses are rough and taste like blood.
A/N: This is a short piece, but made with utter love! Grimmjow is my baby, and I want him to get kisses :')
Grimmjow knew how to make your problems disappear. Even if only because he temporarily replaced them with a few more severe ones, like feeling life slip from your lips with every somersault he took.
Rushing through the vast desert of white sand, he carried you in his arms while you clung to his neck as if letting go represented imminent death. Grimmjow, who occasionally glanced your way, cackled at your hilarious grimace.
Maybe this was a punishment for ignoring him for so long, or perhaps it was his twisted idea of a date. He took a few more jumps, and you arrived at your destination.
With a swing that turned your stomach, he set you down. You squeezed the sand with both hands, happy to be back on the ground.
"Here it is," Grimmjow said, placing his hands on either side of his hips, looking at the landscape looming ahead.
You followed his gaze to find a cemetery: thousands of gigantic bones lay over the sand. Some of them were half submerged, and others were only visible through the pointy tips piercing the whiteness of the desert. Each one of them, big or small, shone under the moon.
"I bring them here after killing them."
From your seat on the floor, Grimmjow looked even more imposing.
"Why?" you asked genuinely.
Grimmjow took a couple of seconds to articulate his response. He had no problem saying it. However, for some reason, sharing this kind of thing made him feel awkward.
At the beginning of his relationship with you, that feeling infuriated him. Now, it just felt strange. Like a tickle in the hole doomed to be unfillable and yet-
"I come here to sleep," he granted.
Surprise showered across your face. It made sense. With the amount of death energy and Grimmjow's spiritual pressure, it would be pretty damn stupid to come near this area.
"This is amazing!" you finally let out in a brisk breath. You grinned. "Can I see from upright?"
It was stupid, but he was pleased that you liked it. Grimmjow smirked. In a swift motion, he carried you to the sky again.
The boneyard looked more impressive from above. You could entirely make out every shape from up high.
"All of this was during Aizen or after?"
"After him. The other would've missed the chance to pick on me for this. Especially that lunatic of Szayel."
You chuckled. "Yeah, I bet Szayel would've wanted to investigate them. They're huge!"
Lately, Grimmjow had put less and less resistance trying human things with you, the least you could do was show interest in matters meaningful to him.
You praised the size of his prey with excitement. It was in these moments that he realized how screwed up he was. Suddenly, Grimmjow was hyperaware of your hands around his neck and the warmth of your body against his. He gritted his teeth.
No doubt it was easier for him to deal with these unwanted feelings now, but he still wasn't all that good at managing the urge to do certain human things– damn it. He wouldn't think too hard about it. Grimmjow made up his mind. He would do what he pleased.
You were chatting about the sand when he grasped your hair, tugging it to turn your head toward him. You gasped. He clapped his mouth over yours. His tongue slipped into your mouth. It was a rough kiss, as was his custom, yet no less delicious for that.
You caught his mouth again as soon as he pulled back. Your hands stroked his hair. Grimmjow reciprocated by pulling you closer to him. You bit his lip. He grunted against your mouth.
The light sensation faded just before your feet touched the ground again. It was the inside of the skull. The floor was surprisingly smooth.
Grimmjow held you over his lap as he leaned against the inside wall. He bit your neck before gently sucking on the spot.
"You will stay here for tonight."
You brushed your lips over his mouth, enjoying how he chased them.
"Only if you devour me," you said through half-hooded eyes. Grimmjow smirked, and he kissed you again.
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angelltheninth · 9 months
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Hollow Ichigo Uses You for Pleasure
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"That feels good doeasn'f it? You can't deny it when you keep tightening up every time I pull out and push that cum back in." His near crazy wide eyes dart from your face to your abused pussy. "Push me away will you? Try it. Come on, its even better when you struggle, when you act like you hate this." Your bit your lip from how much you wanted to yell at him but you knew that this version of Ichigo would enjoy that too much.
You would never give the Hollow that satisfaction.
"After this... I... ah, fuck..." You could hardly even curse him out, moans and harsh smacking sounds of his hips ramming into yours being your constant interuption. "I'll..."
"Come. I know. You'll come again. No need to say it." This smug fucking bastard was getting on your last nerves. "Such a good expression while I fuck your brains out. Hate me all you want but you know I won't stop. I never had a hole this warm and inviting." He growled out the last word as if he was mocking you with it. "Nothing beats a good cunt after a mission. Especially yours, I'll be using it from now on 'kay? You better keep it available for me."
Available? For him? You hated how the words made your hips jump and your clit ache for a brief second. "You'll have to make me." You bit back, making sure to leave as deep of marks as you could on his body. His smile widened, hands lifting your up, cock hitting deeper as if to silently accept your offer.
"Every. Fucking. Day." Ichigo promised.
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