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canariie · 3 months

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For your reblogs milestone requests (congratulations!!) If this pings you, I'd love to see Hitsugaya + Hinamori + CAMPING. Good trip, bad trip, planned, unplanned, business, pleasure... Any kind of camping and any kind of tone!

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Rating: K+

“Hinamori, you’re imagining things—go to sleep.”

“I am not,” she hissed, with a little more bite than intended. She was still bitter about their squabble. “I know there’s something out there.” She turned to her backpack, fumbling around in the dark as she searched for the flashlight. “Did you read the information pack that Hisagi-san had sent? Apparently, this used to be a habitat for bears.”

“Yes, and I read the amended version Ise-fuukutaicho sent—the local bear population has become endangered. The only thing we’re in danger of is losing our sleep,” he grumbled.

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Momo is sent to train Toushiro in the World of the Living in combination kido.

Word Count: 3670 words

Setting: after the Bleach Anniversary Hell Chapter

Prompt: @hitsuhina-week Gift Exchange 2023 for @whipplefilter

"maybe we didn't argue, but we don't agree"/ "Hitsugaya asks Hinamori to teach him her kidou-weaving"/"HitsuHina from unexpected/outside POVs"

Authour’s Note: This is SO LATE IN ALL THE SENSES. Firstly, because Whipple sent this request in like, summer. And then I was matched with them for the Gift Exchange which I thought I could make! but holidays! & falling sick! (are we really ever as productive as we would like over the holidays??)

(Thank you @rays-of-fire-and-ice for being understanding!)

When I saw the prompts that Whipple sent, I immediately thought of their initial fic request & thought it was such a perfect thing to combine! Unfortunately, I couldn't get in the Hitsuhina from an outside POV but maybe one day in the future!

I had a lot of fun trying to flesh this out and was really happy to go back to writing after so long! However, I believe much like the rest of the fandom, life is going to get busy in the coming months for me and I won't be as active in writing as I would like to :( I hope to still participate in events but it does really inspire me reading everyone's work when I come back to try to write on my own!!

Happy New Year everyone! Here's hoping 2024 is one with happiness and laughter and fun for everyone!!

I hope you all enjoy this!

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Momo dropped her duffel bag and began to rummage around it, pushing overnight clothes and toiletries aside. “Here’s a clearing: we can proceed here.”

Toushiro looked around skeptically, noting the abandoned fire pits and wooden pavilions in the distance. “Won’t we be disturbing the humans?”

“Soutaicho had reserved the whole camping ground area while the Twelfth Division set up a barrier that would send any human that would walk towards the training facilities, confused but turned around.” She swallowed the gikon pill, feeling her human body leave her as if she were shedding a coat off.

The tenth captain raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t the Kido Corps have facilitated that?”

Momo shrugged, though she admitted she wondered about the ethics of the research division sometimes. “All the training leaders were assured that they wouldn’t be harmed. Nanao-san also reiterated that each cell would be allocated a parcel of the forest—so we don’t have to worry about anyone else while we train.”

With the new frontier of Hell on the line, the Gotei 13 were implementing new training tactics to prepare for the unknown battle. Each division had received a list of candidates for leaders of the cell groups—specific internal training groups to provide targeted instruction on skills soldiers may find lacking. Momo had been selected from the Fifth Division to lead high level kido proficiency, specifically on combination spells. The leaders ranged in rank, from captains to lieutenants and even high ranked seated officers. She had heard later from Matsumoto, Ikkaku had been selected to lead swordsmanship skills, Isane for healing during combat, a fourth seat in the eighth division for defensive spells among many. The cell groups would then be volunteers from across the Gotei 13 that would train with the leaders in World of the Living on a reserved human camping site.

Momo had been flattered (even when her captain had bemoaned jokingly why he hadn’t been picked) but was also left feeling disconcerted at the letter.

A few weeks ago, there was an expedition team sent out earlier to understand the spells and mechanisms that opened Hell’s Doors as well as scope its initial terrain. The list was short and concise with only a few captains and lieutenants selected. Renjii & Rukia were on the list as they had already prior experience in the hellscape. Momo had been keen to go, as she heard her name was nominated by Rukia to help with kido to break down the entrance. However, the day before the mission, her name was taken off the list with a curt note saying that her kido services would no longer be required. During the prior lieutenant’s meeting Renjii looked at her with a regretful glance, squeezing her shoulder sympathetically and she later received an apology Hell Butterfly from the Thirteen Captain before the expedition team left.

Momo had walked back to the Fifth Division in a daze, feeling a bit bereft at the sudden change in plans. The shock must have been evident on her face as her captain immediately took one look at her before bringing her to the couch and placing a warm cup of tea in her hands.

“Hitsugaya-taicho seems to have requested you for your first training session.”

“Why?” Momo asked. She had been reviewing the list of volunteers who wanted to train with her and was surprised at the number of people. If she were to spend time with each one, she would have to remain in the World of the Living for at least a month.

However, she had not seen Toushiro’s name on her initial list—much less expected him to volunteer. The tenth captain was quick on his feet in battle and she never assumed his skills were lacking.

Hirako-taicho shrugged. “Maybe he wants a brush up as well? I know he had gone on the Hell Expedition Team & him and the little Kuchiki realized there was some reworking off spells to be done.”

That got Momo to pause as she was sorting through the files. It had been a couple of weeks since the team had returned from Hell. “Hitsugaya-taicho had joined the expedition?” As far as she knew, he was never a candidate for the expedition, and he hadn’t mentioned anything like that to her.

Her captain stilled, his eyes avoiding her questioning look. “I believe he was the last-minute change…”

“Hirako-taicho—why did Hitsugaya-kun go on the expedition?”

He sighed in quiet exasperation. “I heard from Abarai that Hitsugaya-taicho requested you off the mission,” he said reluctantly. “And when there was no other candidate to go, he volunteered himself.”

“And why would he do that?” she asked quietly, still processing what she had heard.

Hirako shook his head, his bangs falling away from his eyes. “He never brought it up at the captain’s meeting. He went directly to the Soutaicho & the expedition team.”

The news sat with Momo as she prepared her training plan and packed her bags to go the World of the Living. The unease festered inside of her, leaving her with feelings of self-doubt and anxiety. She found herself unable to sleep well and only when she stepped onto the campgrounds and breathed in the fresh air, could she feel the tension loosening in her shoulder.

Momo had an earlier departure time and was preparing the grounds when the Tenth Captain dropped in, much later in the evening when the sky was hedging into dusk. It had been the first time they had seen each other in a long while, and Momo was still feeling unsettled—so introductions were short, and she immediately led him to the training area where she was now beginning a demonstration. If the boy noticed anything unusual, he made no comment and followed suit.

Momo slipped into teaching mode, something she had learned while part-timing at the academy to help compartmentalize her life as a lecturer separate from a lieutenant.

“We’ll start off with one of my prior combination spells in battle: from during the Winter War era when Rangiku-san and I had to fight the three arrancars.” She avoided looking at Toushiro for she knew much after the fact that he hadn’t approved of her coming onto the battlefield—which apparently, things still hadn’t changed between them. “Let me show you first.”

The girl lifted her hands in front of her, demonstrating as she spoke. “The strength of the spell also comes from the foundation of the pose. I know after we graduate and go into battle, it’s very easy to skip this step as we’ve become comfortable with the incantations.” She moved her hands as if they were framing a triangle. “However, as we introduce combination spells, I find that there’s strength in using combative stances with defensive spells and vice versa.”

Her student nodded along, with a furrow in his eyebrows that Momo knew he was mentally taking notes.

“It started off with Hadou 12 Fuishibi: I had used it as a defensive base before obscuring it with a concealment spell.”

“That was Kyokou, right?” Toushiro piped in.

She nodded in affirmation. “Yes—that was the key to catching the arrancar off. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to blindside them in the initial attack.”

Toushiro’s eyebrow raised slowly, almost as if he were impressed if Momo had to guess. “That’s quite commendable that you were able to weave that many kidou together—especially for your first time.”

Momo had to stop herself from reacting openly to that. She hadn’t remembered telling him that it was her first attempt, a decision crossed in between luck and adrenaline. However, she had a lot to prove—and evidently, there were still people that doubted her.

“However, the key is finding the right igniting spell: Shakaho is a common one and it doesn’t matter how proficient you are in kidou—it’ll still give you the right amount of power you need.”

She beckoned with her head, her arms still held in front of her in stance. “You can follow me for now and then we can try separately on our own, Hitsugaya-taicho.”

When he mirrored suit, she started reciting the incantations—pausing in between lines to explain the steps.

“You start trying to imagine a series of lines, crossing each other. Imagine the intersection and focus on that. Personally, for me, it helps to visualize the centers becoming brighter to build a stronger net.”

“Like Bakudo #4, Hainawa?”

Momo winced, sensing the kidou web pull away from her. “Not really. It’s the foundation—it’s not the main goal. You’re setting up trajectory for the blast to follow.”

“Is it necessary to recite the full spell?”

“Sort of—I find it helpful to not focus fully on the incantation but instead what it represents. Breaks down the rigidity of the tradition and make it more malleable in combining different spells.”

“How do you control the scale of the net?”

“It’s all in the visualization—you need to imagine it,” she responded quickly as she felt herself faltering. The net grew dimmer and wilted, like a flower causing Momo to repeat the previous line again. She wasn’t used to being interrupted so often.

“When do you switch hand positions?”

“Hold on Hitsugaya—”, Momo could feel the net pull away from her like a storm wind catching hold of a kite. She proceeded forward and, in her haste, she skipped two lines ahead in the incantation.

The effects were immediate with the strings of the net burning brighter and brighter. Momo faltered, immediately stopping the incantation but it was too late. The net hummed in power before it exploded, sending sparks back at the shinigami & the wooden structures.

Momo could only watch as Toushiro immediately called a cool wind forth to snuff out the embers, leaving just a sizzling trail of smoke as the remains of the misspell.

“I think we better call it for the night,” he said with a measured tone, evaluating the scene.

The slip back into their gigai was so quiet and routine that even the shift of corporeal bodies couldn’t cut the thick tension between the two. The moon was hanging high & alone by the time they had returned silently back to their campsite.

Momo immediately started collecting broken branches and twigs to start the fire. She kept her head down, repeating the recent events in her head over and over. Even though Toushiro had been peppering her with questions, she knew she was accustomed to that from teaching new recruits—and inwardly Momo knew that it was her earlier feelings towards the young captain that made her mess up the incantation. There was a strong part of her that was ashamed for getting her emotions get in the way of teaching—something she had promised herself she would learn to keep professional and private matters separate.

Momo sighed deeply, walking back to their clearing, and dumping the wood into the firepit. As she rearranged the pieces into a tented position, she could feel Toushiro’s eyes on her—much like earlier, observing quietly and learning.

“It’s to help structure the flame,” she explained quietly. Momo pulled some newspapers she had brought with her and began shredding them over the pit.

“How do you know how to do this?”

“Hirako-taicho and I went on camping trips as a way to get to know each other when we first started working together. The other Vizards would also join us as well.”

Toushiro rolled his eyes. “It still amazes me how he can circumvent rules to do it.” It was an offhand comment, nothing out of the ordinary for the young captain. However, at that moment it deeply grated at her nerves, and it struck raw.

Momo snapped a branch in her hand. “Hirako-taicho completes his work as necessary. He also doesn’t cross the line—unlike you Hitsugaya-taicho.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What are you talking about, Hinamori?”

“You pulled rank and took me off the Hell expedition,” she said curtly, yanking out the matchstick box from her pocket and snapping the match strong against the box.

There was a pause where Momo could only hear the friction of the match. “You’re not ready,” Toushiro said carefully, as if he were approaching a skittish creature. “There are far too many unknowns, and the risk is too great.”

“You had no business deciding to do so.” The match didn’t catch, and Momo cursed under her breath as she flicked it to the ground. She pulled another one out and began again.

“Other lieutenants were pulled off as well, it came down to essential personnel only.”

“No, Hitsugaya-taicho, you are a captain of the Tenth Division and were overstepping your bounds. Kuchiki-san had requested me on that mission for my skills and you decided to pull me off.”

The match ignited brightly in her hands. Momo dropped it into the pile of wood where it immediately spurred into large flames. She looked up to see the fire reflecting in his turquoise eyes, resolute.

“If I had to do it again, I would,” he said solemnly, holding his ground across the fire from her.

“Well that’s the difference between us, Hitsugaya-taicho—I would be honest with someone if I didn’t think they were good enough.”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” he sighed.

Momo straightened her shoulders back and stared firmly back at him through the flames. “I am a lieutenant of the Fifth Division, I have earned my way to serve the Gotei 13—whether you like it or not.”

Dinner was a quiet tense affair with the two of them eating their packed meals quite far and separated from each other. Momo had already started to feel awful from such negative feelings, but on principle she held her ground, quickly scarfing down her onigiri.

They had changed in silence to their sleeping clothes, each taking turns to watch shift before tucking into their respective sleeping bags across the fire pit. In the absence of a “good night,” Momo felt remorse, and found herself consciously holding back from asking if Toushiro was awake.

When they were younger, they’d climb up onto the thatched roofs to stargaze during the night. The hay would itch at bare skin and it would always take the two of them a while to get settled, but when they had found their spots, it was like the world quieted again and they lost themselves in counting the constellations. Sometimes she would speak and Toushiro would respond, in either one sentence responses or noises of affirmation—but always honest. And when it became too quiet to speak, the two would just lie in silence. It was those peaceful moments that would ground Momo whenever she was away studying in the academy; where it felt like possibilities were endless, but home was right behind her, keeping her grounded and safe.

But that felt like a different lifetime with too much death in between to tie them to the same life.

A loud rustle startled Momo from her stupor.

She pushed herself up off the ground. “Did you hear that?”

There was another sound, a creak.

“Hitsugaya-kun,” Momo called out, a twinge of fear creeping into her voice.

“I’m trying to sleep,” he groused.

She persisted, sitting up and listening carefully. The fire crackled and hissed, and Momo strained to hear through the crackle of the fire. Internally she felt at lost without being able to detect the rieatsu of whatever was out there.

“Hinamori, you’re imagining things—go to sleep.”

“Yes, and I read the amended version Ise-fuukutaicho sent—the local bear population has become endangered. The only thing we’re in danger of is losing our sleep,” he grumbled.

“I forgot how grumpy you get when you don’t get your sleep,” Momo murmured.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

A rustle was heard and Toushiro shot up, his eyes much alert. “I think there’s something approaching.”

Momo fought the urge to roll her eyes as she fished out the flashlight. “That’s what I was saying.”

A twig broke and immediately Toushiro slipped a gikon pill in, his human body falling back onto the sleeping bag.

“I’m not going to use Hyourinmaru—the weather changes will alert the humans nearby.”

Momo rustled through her duffle bag, pulling things out rapidly. “I can’t find my gikon pills—I must have left them at the training site.”

Toushiro stepped in front of her sleeping bag, his stance defensive as he mimicked Momo’s earlier pose from the training session. “I’ll handle it. I’ll use the kido weaving to stop whatever it is in its tracks.”

That got Momo to pause. “Wait, Hitsugaya-kun—I’m not sure if you’re ready.”

He started to chant, slow and steady as the noise picked up. Momo could only focus on her heart racing that she almost missed the slip of incantation: Toushiro had skipped a line—a very crucial line.

“Hitsugaya-kun—you forgot—”

The threads burned amber, casting a bright glow against the surrounding boundary of trees before they began to constrict against themselves. The woven net grew and expanded, closing in around the two of them instead of pushing outward. Toushiro realizing his error, quickly turned around and crouched over Momo as the net imploded into great sparks, rivaling a fireworks show.

The rustling noise got louder and two of them could only look up as the bush rumbled and rustled—before a bunny slipped out. It stared comically at the two of them, cocking its head to the side before hoping through the campgrounds as the two childhood friends watched.

A bubble of laughter escaped from Momo’s mouth which earned her an exasperated look from her friend above her. Toushiro’s hair was mussed with grey soot streaking the spiky edges; he looked like the human confection of a burnt marshmallow—which made Momo laugh even harder.

“This isn’t funny,” he grumbled, swiping away at his face with soot coming off.

“It kind of is,” she continued to laugh. “I’m sure when you get back into your gigai, it’ll go away.”

Whatever previous tension that was there before, disappeared and now there was a lightness as the two young shinigami cleaned up the area. The campfire that had been blazing strong before had calmed down to a dying ember, its small spark still burning bright against the night.

Momo cleared her throat, sheepishly looking down. “Would you mind if we pull these closer?” she gestured towards the distanced sleeping bags.

Toushiro shook his head. “No, not at all.”

After rearranging the bags, the two settled in quietly, lying on their backs and looking up at the stars. Momo sighed in content, feeling a lot more at peace than before but still wanted to clear the air about one more thing.

“Hitsugaya-kun,” she whispered.

“Hmm?”

“I’m sorry for yelling at you today.”

There was a long pause and she had wondered if he had heard her. “I deserved it. I apologize for not being transparent with you.”

Momo raised an eyebrow. “The great Hitsugaya-taicho is apologizing to me?”

“Oh, shut it.” Even though it was dark, she could hear the eyeroll in his voice. “And I’ve done it before,” he added softly.

“I know.” Momo remembered it well, especially after the Winter War. “But those for things that were out of your control. This is for something you deliberately did.”

The young girl heard him sigh deeply. “It’s something I’m working on,” he conceded.

“Rangiku-san put you up to it?”

“Something like that…” he drifted off.

“Well…” Momo tucked the blanket around her tighter her shoulders. “Thank you.”

When he didn’t say anything back, she continued on, speaking softly. “You need to trust me—I understand you’re worried, but you can’t go around making decisions on my behalf without talking to me.” She turned onto her side and faced him. “I can take care of myself, Hitsugaya-kun.”

He sighed. “I know you can—I don’t doubt it at all.”

“Then what makes this different?” Momo whispered.

Toushiro was silent for a while before turning to her. “It’s what we don’t know—everything we’ve been taught feels…upended.” He grimaced & even in the dark she could see the storm brewing in his eyes. “Ukitake-taicho, the Soutaicho…they’re all there now. It feels like the rules have changed and things are out of control.”

Momo smiled sympathetically before reaching a hand across, and gently placing it on his shoulder. “I know. I’m scared too. I’m scared for everyone at the Fifth, for Hirako-taicho, Rangiku-san.” She paused and stared into his eyes. “I’m also scared for you.”

His eyes widened slowly. “Hinamori…”

“But I won’t let that stop me from wanting to protect everyone—to protect you.” She squeezed his shoulder. “That’s why I became a shinigami, right?”

Momo could sense his inner storm abating and smiled in relief. “So—trust me, okay? Like I trust you to stay safe.”

He sighed deeply and stared back at her. “Okay—I will try.”

She chuckled quietly. “That’s all I ask.”

Momo let her hand fall in the space between them. “Now let’s go to sleep. We still have to finish training tomorrow. I can’t send you back not knowing how to do one combination spell.”

“This will definitely be an experience I will never forget,” he said softly.

She smiled, her eyes already closing shut. “Good night, Hitsugaya-kun.”

Sometime during the night, Momo felt her hand being pulled, and held tight. That even if they drifted in dreams under the stars, she was grounded and safe, held tight to home.

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Authour's Note: Again, this happens late at night because I am a sucker for late night conversations. I had a lot of fun trying to write Momo's teaching methods for the kido (as if I know anything lol) I also just love that something doesn't go splendidly well for Toushiro (though I wish there were more people to witness it hahahaha)

Until next time everyone :)

#canariie: my fics #only takes a snowstorm for me to get my bearings together and catch up with everything that's piling up #including this fic #i definitely felt rusty but it was like also refreshing to open a doc and be like #oh wow i just had this idea sitting here for so long???#hitsuhina #momo hinamori #toushiro hitsugaya #bleach fanfiction #hitsuhina gift exchange

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formulaorange · 2 years

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Bleach - The Thousand Year Blood War - New Graphics 3 of 4 Gotei 13 Captains 7-13 Part 1 - Link Part 2 - Link Part 4 - Link

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#hitsuhina #hitsuhina week #toushiro hitsugaya #toshiro hitsugaya #momo hinamori #bleach #updates

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suuyii · 2 years

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a blue bad boy... (日番谷冬獅郎）

✦ I love this one 👆🏻 ✦

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tatakaeeren · 9 months

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Hitsugaya Toushirou | Bleach tybw cour 2 ep3 “The Fundamental Virulence”;

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Bleach x Spirited away

@canariie you were right, Chihiro and Haku match them just perfect. Also Rangiku with Lin lol

This idea just blow my mind so I had to do these edits as well, hope you enjoy it <3

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og ice boi 🤭

#its been ten years since i drew him #bleach tybw #toushirou hitsugaya #toushiro #bleach fanart #hyourinmaru #toushiro fanart

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solradguy · 3 months

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Guilty Gear Begin Guy has successfully obtained complete-with-obi copy of Guilty Gear Begin + rare illustration card 👍

#photopost #When I revise my translation I'll include scans of the inside cover + obi + whatever additional translations in it #The seller of the book included a lil bookmark of a guy from Bleach named Toushiro Hitsugaya aww #(no idea who that is but I appreciate the gesture; it's a nice bookmark!)

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canariie · 11 months

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the boyfriend sweater

Rating: K+

Synopsis: Toushiro passed through the thin dress shirts and found the fall items, his eye skimming through the hoodies and pull over sweaters. Instinctively he wanted to choose the black and darker clothing but found himself second guessing the colour. Hinamori likes colourful things, so maybe I should pick brighter? He shook his head, grumbling at the amount of pressure he felt. She said she liked the other shirt because it reminded her of me—don’t think too hard about this.

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Toushiro fails to understand the concept of the “boyfriend sweater”

Word Count: 1770 words

Setting: during the time skip, before the epilogue of Bleach (probably 3 years after the last chapter)

Authour’s Note: Hello hello! it’s been a while :) This short little sequel fic was inspired by several reviews from i just called to say that I finally got around to sitting down and finishing it up! I was so taken back by all the love that that fic received that I really wanted to write a little sequel for it! Also thank you to everyone who submitted requests! Between writing for Hitsuhina week, Celebrate Bleach event, and my fic requests I got a lot of writing to do this summer haha Please bear with me as I work on them but I will promise to respond to everyone :)

Enjoy!

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“Matsumoto—where are the catalogues for the Living World clothes?”

Rangiku looked up at her captain with a raised eyebrow. “In the storage drawers—but Taicho, why do you want it now?” The 10th captain had never expressed interest in choosing his own clothes, and usually had left it up to her to pick, just giving her short remarks as feedback of what he liked or not.

“Well,” Toushiro paused, carefully trying to think of a sufficient explanation without further questions. “We may be sent to the World of the Living soon for survey missions—and I have outgrown my clothing.” He had easily shot up half a foot in height, so all of his previous articles had long grown short for him.

But the real reason why he wanted to look at the catalogue was because of his childhood friend.

Momo had been going to human world to spend time developing her kido training with the human girl, Orihime and the former kido general corps Haachi—leaving her extended with stays on the other side. During this time, they had been calling each other in the absence of physically seeing each other. It was something that Toushiro found himself looking forward to; even though they were in two different worlds, it felt like their relationship was being mended and transforming into something new.

During one of these calls, Momo had let it slip that she had been sleeping in his old shirt—which scrambled his mind in a way he hadn’t known possible—leaving Toushiro to promise her that he would give her something that would fit her better (since he was now around the same height as her).

And while Toushiro knew that they were becoming closer with each other, he didn’t want to assume anything that would jeopardize their current relationship—especially considering how they had strayed from each other for a while.

Toushiro lifted to his eyes to see his lieutenant standing in front of his desk, a skeptical look in her blue eyes. “Here’s the catalogue. I have to leave for a lieutenant’s meeting but just place a note of which one you like and I’ll order it later.”

He took it from her, trying not to seem to eager. “Thank you, Matsumoto.”

When the door shut, he quickly opened up the paper book, sifting through the pages. It gave him greater sense of accomplishment that he could finally order from the older section (something that Matsumoto had great fun with earlier when she picked out clothes from the junior section and he had to immediately reprimand her to order less childish prints).

As he flipped through the catalogue, he couldn’t help his mind straying to thinking about the fifth lieutenant. It’ll probably be colder now since they’re approaching autumn. Toushiro passed through the thin dress shirts and found the fall items, his eye skimming through the hoodies and pull over sweaters. Instinctively he wanted to choose the black and darker clothing but found himself second guessing the colour. Hinamori likes colourful things, so maybe I should pick brighter? He shook his head, grumbling at the amount of pressure he felt. She said she liked the other shirt because it reminded her of me—don’t think too hard about this.

With that thought, he found a dark blue pullover sweater that he knew would fit him well and placed the book on Matsumoto’s desk.

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Fortunately for Toushiro, Matsumoto ordered it quickly and came right on time before Momo had her next trip to the Living World. He was able to finish all his work just in time to hurry over to the departure site, with the bag in hand, right as the fifth lieutenant was about to step through after finishing debriefing with one of her division officers.

“Hinamori!” Toushiro called out.

She turned around and he could feel his racing heart quicken as her warm brown eyes widened in surprise. “Hitsugaya-kun,” Momo she said softly. “What are you doing here?”

What exactly am I doing here? Toushiro eyed the division officer, who seemed to have gotten the message and turned around, removing himself from the proximity of the two childhood friends.

“I…wanted to say bye to you—before you left,” Toushiro explained lamely. The brown-haired girl blushed and she smiled sweetly at him. “Oh, you shouldn’t have gone to the trouble! I know how busy you are and it’s late.”

Toushiro cleared his throat. “…I also had something to give to you.”

At her wide-eyed expression, he thrusted the bag towards her. “You said you wanted something of mine to wear,” Toushiro explained, and he inwardly cursed at how weak and awkward he sounded.

He could only watch as she took it carefully, eyebrows furrowed in confusion before she pulled out the pullover sweater.

“Wow! This is perfect!” Momo looked at him with a beaming smile. “Thank you, Hitsugaya-kun!”

He could feel his ears go red and he looked to the side. “It’s Hitsugaya-taicho,” he corrected and then cleared his throat. “But you’re welcome—now you can have a sweater that fits and hasn’t been worn before.”

“What?” Momo looked down at the article in her hand. “This is new…?”

Toushiro raised his eyebrow. “Yeah, why would I give you something used?”

It was Momo’s turn to be flustered, her cheeks going bright red as she stammered. “Ah-oh I don’t know—I thought you had worn it before,” she blushed furiously and Toushiro couldn’t help notice how her shoulders sagged and the despondent look that crossed her face. She quickly shook her head and smiled at him—a slightly forced one he could tell.

“Thank you so much Hitsugaya-taicho, I will wear it well! I’ll call you later during the week,” She called out before rushing away through the portal, leaving him standing there awkwardly.

What was that?

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The next few days, Toushiro couldn’t stop thinking about their last interaction. As he was filling out paperwork, or training with Hyourinmaru or attending captain’s meetings—he simply could not understand what went wrong.

And knowing that he was never going to be able to focus on his work, he turned to the one person he knew would have the answer on anything to do with Momo: his lieutenant.

When came into the office, she was lying down on the couch reading through a manga she had obtained from Yadomaru-taicho. Before he could even say anything, she called out from behind her book. “Don’t worry Taicho, I’ve finished all the reports. I’m just on my break now.”

“That’s fine, Matsumoto,” he replied as he sat down. It was quiet for a moment as Matsumoto continued to read, flipping through the pages so that Toushiro couldn’t see her face.

“Matsumoto,” he spoke up. “I had a question about the sweater you ordered me: was there anything wrong with it?”

“Hmm, not that I’m aware of. It looked fine to me—and that brand is a good one,” she answered from behind the book as she turned the page.

“When I gave Hinamori the sweater, she looked…sad,” Toushiro admitted.

The older woman perked up, putting down the book and sitting herself up to look at her captain with a suspicious look in her eyes. “Wait—Taicho, why did you give your new sweater to her?”

“Well, last time we spoke on the phone while she was in the World of Living, she ended up wearing one of my old shirts from years ago. I told her instead of wearing that, I could give her something that fits…” Toushiro slowed down as he saw his lieutenant’s blue eyes widening. “So I don’t know what the issue was.”

She stared at him with a dumfounded expression before crying out. “Because Hinamori wanted a boyfriend sweater! Something of yours!”

“I bought her a new sweater!” Toushiro defended hastily. “I hadn’t even worn it yet!”

“And that’s exactly the problem!” Rangiku exclaimed, standing up now with the book completely forgotten. “The whole point of having a boyfriend sweater is to wear a sweater with his scent on it! It’ll be slightly worn, washed a couple of times—but it has to remind her of you!”

Toushiro was dumbstruck as his lieutenant continued her tirade.

“Aw my poor sweet Hina-chan, I am so sorry you have my love-incompetent captain as your friend,”

“Hey,” he warned.

Matsumoto turned on him with a determined look in her eyes with placed hands on her hips. “Taicho, you have to immediately go get a sweater. Wear it down, even sweat in it, and wash it! Do you have a preferred fabric softener that you use?”

He arched his eyebrow. “I am not giving her sweaty clothing.”

Rangiku rolled her eyes. “Obviously not! But it still must remind her of you!”

“Matsumoto,” he sighed exasperatedly. “I am not her boyfriend. Hinamori did not want a ‘boyfriend’ sweater, as you put it.”

She groaned dramatically, collapsing on the couch and closing her eyes in frustration. “Taicho, there are a few things I will swear my life on—the best brand of sake, the hidden gem store to buy kimonos, the best time to eat persimmons. This is another one of them.” She pushed her hair back, and held her hands in front of her, as if explaining a critical lesson. “No, you are not her boyfriend—which is another future discussion we will have,” Toushiro raised his eyebrow but she continued on. “However, you are someone that is special to her and she wanted a piece of clothing that reminded her of you—especially while she is away from you!

“When have I ever strayed you captain? Did I not tell you to wear a suit and give her ice roses for White Day,” she said with a knowing tone. Toushiro had to giver her that—it was all her idea and the look of gratitude on Momo’s face was one he could never forget.

“The look of a girl in love in the sweater of her partner—and especially if it’s larger than her—is something every girl wants!” Rangiku explained with finality.

Toushiro’s mind reeled, thinking of Momo in his sweater that would be too big on her petite frame, the end of it coming mid-thigh. Her twirling around and smiling brightly at him. He had to shake the thoughts off.

“So, I need to give her…,” Toushiro iterated, “used clothing…because it reminds her of me?” Rangiku nodded emphatically.

“But why would women want to take men’s clothes when it doesn’t fit them?”

Rangiku sighed in resignation. “We’ve got a lot to teach you, Taicho...”

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Authour’s Note: Toushiro seems like the kind of guy that wouldn’t fully understand the concept of a boyfriend sweater, right? I guess some human world concepts are just too confusing to completely compute haha

Hope you enjoyed :) Please look forward to more fics this summer! I will do my best :)

#hitsuhina #canariie: my fics #i just couldn't let go of that chain shirt they had toushiro wear in the human world #i needed to expand on the discourse that is shinigami taking on human fashion hahaha #toushiro hitsugaya #momo hinamori #rangiku matsumoto

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celebratebleach · 10 months

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IT'S NOT TOO LATE!

It's not too late to create something for the BLEACH Anime Celebration! Just pick any day and create something for the theme or themes on the day. Late submissions will be accepted up to 11:59pm on Monday July 31st.

Day 1: Before the war / Stars / Teamwork Day 2: Warm tones / Scar / Underneath the sycramore Day 3: An unlikely duo / Poem / The high school warfare Day 4: Classic / Protect / Inspired by a song Day 5: Heart / Hobbies / Let’s discuss this over drinks Day 6: Saihate / Animals / Battle Day 7: Always by your side / Betrayal / History Day 8: Hope / Vacation / In remembrance

Don't forget to read the rules and tag your submission with 'Bleach return 2023' and if I haven't reblogged it by the end of the month, either tag this blog in your submission or message me.

#bleach #ichigo kurosaki #rukia kuchiki #orihime inoue #chad #uryu ishida #toushiro hitsugaya #toshiro hitsugaya #rangiku matsumoto #byakuya kuchiki #mayuri kurotsuchi #kenpachi zaraki #shinji hirako #grimmjow jaegerjaquez #nelliel tu oderschvank #yoruichi shihouin #kisuke urahara #bazz b #sosuke aizen

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bleachbleachbleach · 2 years

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A few weeks ago someone in the tags expressed confusion about why there were so many characters in Bleach who had names that were sometimes spelled with an additional ‘u’ or two and sometimes weren’t. So I made this! Because what better way to combine my two great loves, Hitsugaya Toushirou and being utterly pedantic about Bleach minutiae?!

#hitsugaya #hitsugaya toushirou #hitsugaya toshiro #hitsugaya toushiro #hitsugaya tōshirō #basically they're all valid but i think they each have particular strengths and i wanted to talk about how that works #truly tag hell though #toshiro hitsugaya #bleach language #bleach edit #bleach #no brain just bleach #i dunno if posting these at 9pm on a sunday night is a great idea but #blorbo time blorbo time there's no other explanation for why this is so extra i just love him #i really like how these turned out! i'm very proud of them #chrysanthemum svg is from #callmetak #on freepik

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 years

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May I ask fave kind of kiss to receive and give for your fave Bleach characters? Thanks! (btw, wonderful mudkip)

Hello! Thank you for requesting!

I am not gonna lie, this request made smile! It was not because you complimented the mudkip, no. I am not that simple no. But mudkips are cute.

I hope this is of your liking! Please let me know what you think!

Tsuki's note: I had a hard time choosing. In the end I picked 4.

I feel like they are slightly short? Sorry about that :c I hope I could get the characters right! Even though I chose them I feel insecure

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Hitsugaya Toshiro:

Rather give kisses….

• Boy is a bit of a tsundere and a little gentleman.

• So expect forehead kisses when you are napping.

• It's so light and feather like that you hardly even feel.

• The only exception for this is if you get to be the wholesome bean you are - if manage to melt the ice of his heart for a bit - or you get awfully injured for his sake. He will give a forehead/ top of the head kiss while awake.

• Won't talk about it ever again.

• It never happened.

• No.

Rather receive kisses…

• Smooch his face.

• A sweet kiss on the cheek!

• He will turn bright red.

• Will try to play it cool but the stutter gives him away.

• May act like he is mad - and it will look like that way - but deep down he is hoping it happens again.

• He enjoys it because it feels comfortable, like no boundaries being broken? But also very sweet.

• Just don't forehead kiss him. He will see it as calling him a kid or shorty.

• Bonus: try hugging him more often and you will get a similar result.

On both cases He will be painfully awkward for a bit. But hey, he is adorable! Just got a reputation to hold on to, you know, a young captain with a heart of ice!

Kurosaki Ichigo:

Rather give kisses….

• Another forehead / top of the head kisser.

• These are soft and a bit long kisses.

• Kissing your cheek and biting it a bit? Yes.

• But only in private.

• You know it's coming because he gets the ** soft eyes **.

• Also enjoys to hug you from behind and kiss your cheeks many times.

• These kisses are a bit rough. You see he is trying to tease you!

• The more you wiggle, the more he laughs.

Rather receive kisses…

• Find utterly adorable to see you try to reach him. He is tall you know?

• In case you are as tall or taller, he will move away to watch you struggle.

• Anyway.

• He really likes to be kissed on the cheek and hands.

• Be it the palm or the knuckles.

• It passes as a cute action of caring for him, since he fights a lot. Like a kiss to make a boo boo better!

• Watch him melt if you kiss his shoulder blade.

• Immediately because ichigo mousse, yeah a pun.

• You can hear his sigh. He seems so much more relaxed.

• Probably plops on you so you can kiss his hands or shoulder.

• Bonus: I don't know why but he strikes me as someone who enjoys chin scratches. He just, closes his eyes and bask in the moment.

All in all he will be a bit awkward but that is because he is not very found of PDA. But in private you will have a melted Ichigo in your arms with simple hand kisses.

Kuchiki Rukia:

Rather give kisses….

• She loves to grab your face and kiss your nose.

• Why? Because it's cute to see you so close to her and well with a nose kiss you will close your eyes and cannot see her blush.

• She would also like to give you long, soft cheek kisses.

• You know those that seem to linger for a little too long and you just giggle?

• Yeah.

• You bet she will wake you up with a kiss on the nose.

• Your confused face makes it all more adorable!

Rather receive kisses…

• She rather get cheek kisses.

• Forehead kisses feel soft, yes, but also feels like you are treating her like a kid.

• She likes nose kisses too!

• It's soft and end up being your way with affection with each other!!

• It's simple and sweet.

• She lowkey likes it when you grab her cheeks and kiss her on the lips.

• This kind of surprise is very heart warming for her.

• It feels safe to be with her guard down around you.

• Bonus: she melts away with you snuggle on her neck/ collarbone. It feels warm and sweet!

She may be a bit sassy, but she is a little bit of a hopeless romantic when she falls in love. Watch her cuddle with you to give and get cheek kisses!

That will probably end in a giggling session, but totally worth it!

Shihoin Yoruichi:

Rather give kisses….

• Queen of teasing will not let it cheap.

• She loves kissing where you are ticklish or makes you go !!!.

• Neck, ears, belly, anywhere that will make you blush wildly or laugh like crazy.

• She adores making you weak in the knees to just… leave.

• Her kisses are very feather like, all you can feel is a light brush and she whispers too sometimes.

• She also enjoys surprise kisses. On the lips.

• Before you go out she kisses your forehead. It's a sign of " see you soon, stay safe".

• Again, she is a tease. Watch her kiss your hand while looking at you. She knows you will get shy. She knows.

Rather receive kisses…

• She adores receiving kisses on her neck and shoulders.

• She also melts away with them.

• And gets a little too comfortable. You know what I mean. She is a cat in her free time.

• Surprisingly she also likes to get forehead kisses.

• It's a reminder that she is strong, yes, but she is yours and can be vulnerable with you.

• She also loves when you playfully bite her after a kiss.

• Bonus: she loves cuddling into you. She turns into a little ball on her human form and just cuddles. She loves it because she can hear your heart beat and you can play with her hair.

She is a tough lady that likes torturing teasing you! So be ready for random kisses that make you stutter or to simply make you remember she loves how cute you are and she is going lengths to get that adorable red face.

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I hope you enjoyed it!

Forgive me for it being short :c

Please let me know what you think!

Thank you for reading!

#bleach x reader #kurosaki ichigo x reader #kuchiki rukia x reader #shihoin yoruichi x reader #hitsugaya toshiro x reader #requests #did i get the characters right?#i feel like i didn't #bleach #kurosaki ichigo #yoruichi shihoin #kuchiki rukia #Hitsugaya Toushiro #toshiro hitsugaya

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