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brittscafe · 4 months

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NSFW request for aizen x f! Reader who has harboring feelings for him and he betrays soul society, but when she starts to move on, he basically starts visiting her at night to remind who she belongs to?

Of course!!! <3 <3

Your heart was shattered when you found out that Aizen Sosuke had betrayed the Soul Society. Not only had he betrayed the Soul Society, he had betrayed the people who live there, too.

Mostly, he had shattered your heart into a million pieces. Aizen had hurt you and put in through the ringer. You were tired of being heart broken and hoping that Aizen would come back.

He was never going to come back and you had just started to accept that.

The candles light up the bathroom with an orange light, bringing warmth into the room.

Your body lays in the tub, surrounding by the hot water, steaming rise up from the top layer. You let out a heavy sigh and close your eyes, your muscles relaxing.

Your eyelids slowly flutter open and lock onto a candle. The flame has gone out, suddenly. You knit your eyebrows together and sit up in the tub, glancing around.

Aizen stands behind you, eyes studying the back of your head. His hand grabs onto a fistful of your hair and tugs on it.

A gasp leaves your lips and you glance behind you. Your eyes widen and you squirm out of Aizen's grasp, moving over to the other side of the tub.

"It's been awhile, y/n. Did you miss me?" Aizen coos out, a smirk playing along his face.

He no longer wears his glasses and his long brown hair is mostly pushed away from his face, expect two long strands hanging down in front of his eyes.

You squeeze your thighs together and bring your knees up to your chest, trying to hide your body in the water. Your cheeks flush as Aizen starts to take off his clothes.

Your eyes widen as they rake over his bare chest, muscles flexing and bulging.

"What are you doing here?" you choke out. Aizen throws his head back, letting a loud laughter that fills the room. He continues to undress himself without a single care in the Soul Society.

"For you, of course. I could feel you slipping away," his pants drop to the ground. You quickly glance away, trying to pay attention to anything other than the bulge in his boxers and aching sensation in between your thighs.

"What do you mean?" you scoff out, seeing Aizen pull down his boxers from the side of your eye.

"I know the certain type of feelings you harbored for me before I left. I came back to remind you who you belong to," Aizen explains and you glance over at him.

"I don't belong to you, Aizen," you scoff out, your eyes shifting down and they widen. His thick, long cock hangs in between his thighs and he smirks to himself.

"Oh? We'll have to fix that," Aizen comments, slowly walking over to you. Your gaze is captured by his dark eyes and he cups your jaw, tilting your head up.

You cannot stop him from pressing his lips against yours. Your eyes widen and you moan against his lips, slowly fluttering your eyelids shut.

His lips are soft and warm against yours, tasting yours. It feel so damn good, but it's wrong.

You press your hand to Aizen's chest and push him away.

"What the hell are you doing?!" you hiss out. The burning on your lips stings with a delicious desire for more. Your chest pounds heavily and you sink deeper into the water.

He left you, you shouldn't feel this way about him. He'll just leave again, this time leaving you wanting more.

"I'm going to remind you...just exactly who you belong to," Aizen explains with a dangerously low voice. His hand wraps around your throat, squeezing lightly and your heart skips a beat.

He peppers your jawline in soft, wet kisses, slightly sucking on your skin. His free hand glides down your chest to your aching core.

Feeling his rough fingerpads glide over your clit makes your eyes widen. His slender fingers rubbing your folds and you whimper. Aizen slides a finger inside of your wet pussy and you inhale sharply.

The pad of his finger pokes your g-spot repeatedly and it sends waves of pleasure through your stomach. You spread your thighs apart, wanting to feel more of his strokes that make you feel so damn good.

A soft moan escapes your lips and a smirk tugs on Aizen's face. His dark eyes meet yours, filled with satisfaction and lust.

"Damn it," you hiss out underneath your breath, cursing yourself to allow Aizen to pleasure you like this. You place your hands on his upper back, nails digging into his skin.

"Keep going," you demand, feeling his finger stop all movements inside of you. Aizen cocks an eyebrow at you and runs his tongue over his bottom lip.

"Say please," he cups your jaw, staring deeply into your eyes. In that moment, all your self respect and everything your mind was telling you was thrown out.

"Please, Aizen," you speak softly and he lets go of your jaw, hand slipping into his boxers. He strokes his hard cock and groans quietly as you watch in awe.

He removes his boxers and climbs into the tub with you, pulling onto his lap. Your legs are spread enough for Aizen to do whatever he pleases to you. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, bracing yourself as he slides another finger into your warm pussy.

It brings you such joy to have Aizen's fingers stuffed inside of you, stroking and gliding against your sweet spot. Your mouth gapes open slightly as you start to rock your hips back and forth.

The way his fingers move are heavenly, getting coated in your warm arousal as they nuzzle your g-spot with a steady rhythm. Aizen grinds his hard cock into your inner thigh, clenching his jaw.

His thumb flicks at your clit and you inhale sharply, feeling your body shiver from the feeling of such pleasure.

"This is what you wanted all along, right?" Aizen teases you, his free hand reaching down to grab his aching cock. You bite on your bottom lip as he continues to thrust his fingers deeper inside of you.

"Y-yes. It feels so good to have your fingers inside of me," you groan out, eyebrows furrowing together. Aizen starts to pump his hard cock, leaning his head back and letting out a deep breathe.

You continue to sway your hips back and forth, your breathing become heavier and your moans turning into filthy whimpers. Aizen's hand speeds up the pace as he's stroking his cock as he shoves his fingers inside of your cunt.

He could feel himself coming closer just like you were. Your thighs are starting to shake and sweat is starting to form along your forehead.

Aizen's noticed that you grip on his shoulders has become tighter each time he curls his fingers up against that sweet, plushy spot inside of your pussy.

A loud moan leaves your lips as the feeling of his fingers continuously hitting your sweet spot and his thumb swirling around your swollen clit start to become too much.

"Come on, y/n. Let it out for me," Aizen coos, his fingers endlessly pumping at your g-spot. Your moans soon turn into loud, begging gasps as your face twists.

Your thighs quiver and you cling onto Aizen as your orgasm rips through your body. The sound of you climaxing almost made Aizen cum.

"F-fuck," he mumbles underneath his breath as you hunch over his figure. His hand is practically fisting his cock as hard as he can, groaning and grunting heavily.

Aizen's mouth gapes open as hot ropes of cum shoot through the tip of his cock. His breath stutters as he milks out the last of his cum dripping out.

Your core is still needy, wanting more of him. You run your tongue over your bottom lip as you watch Aizen's chest heave up and down.

He shifts his weight, sliding you off of him as he stands up. You watch as he becomes like a giant, standing above you as the water runs down his glorious muscles and thighs.

His soft cock in between his thighs and your core pulses.

"Now...I'll be here around the same time tomorrow night," Aizen warns you with a deeply unsettling voice.

"You're leaving?" you ask in awe, eyes widening. Aizen chuckles and lowers down to you, cupping your jaw and meeting your eyes.

"Tomorrow night, I'll give you what you really want."

tags: @aizenwifey

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my0vershareworld · 1 year

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𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕..

Pairing: Aizen Sosuke x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Headcanons, Romantic, Modern AU.

CW: Pregnancy.

Requested by @gojo-san547:

Hiii, you can do Aizen x fem reader modern au?

Aizen first time reacts to his wife's belly growth a week (a fem female is pregnant) after fem reader births the baby and the first time Aizen feel nervous seeing his son.

You can do that? Thank you❤️

A/N: I'm not that well when it comes to soft zenzen so uhhh

he already taken noticed about you way before you mentioned about it.

he noticed how much you go to the bathroom to puke, he noticed how much you started to eat more, he noticed the amount of moodswings you have recently.

he's 90% sure you're pregnant.

now he saw your belly growth? yep you're pregnant.

he already started to care and care for you so much more.

he started to learn how to take care of babies for so much just so he can be a good father to the child.

when you gave birth to the child, he can say..this is the first time he's feeling nervous.

when he hold onto the baby then he smiled at him. no words can express how much happiness he felt. this is the time he will protect this child. he will teach this child everything he knew.

he loves you, you're the reason his son was born and the reason his son look so alike to him.

he really appreciates it. he will make sure to take care for the kid.

A more brutal and canon Aizen because I'm not good at writing soft zenzen

"it will make a great arrancar"

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aizenswhore · 7 months

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His lap is your throne.

There are things you need to understand. Just like you gradually learn how to walk, when you are a toddler, there are just some small habits you need to learn when you are an adult. He needs you. You need to get this concept into your head. You have to worship him, to let admiration and devotion drip from your eyes and mouth as you walk towards him in that cute like skirt that drives him crazy.

You perfectly know what you do to him and with that comes the depraved hunger of being ruined by him over and over again. Your eyes lock, a demanding glare shimmering in his eyes, as he waits patiently for you to take your seat on your throne. You do, eventually, unbuckling his belt and freeing his bulge from the tight boxers he is wearing underneath.

He reaches his hand up, underneath your skirt, his fingers gliding down your slit as he notes you are not wearing any panties. No words are shared, he grips your hips and allows you to sink down onto his hard shaft. A strained moan leave your lips. No matter how many times you have done it, the sensation is always going to be the same. The stretch, it drives you mad. Your hands settle onto his shoulders, balancing yourself as you finally adjust to the intrusion.

“Welcome back to your throne, baby” he whispers in your ear, as you slowly begin to ride him.

Your moans fill the air, echoes of your skin slapping together making you remember how much you crave him, how deeply you want him to stretch you out like that, and how badly you wish to feel his cum fill you up until it drips down your thighs. Why? Because, after all, you know that his lap is your throne. No one will ever ride him as you do and no one will ever possess your body and soul as he does.

And, as your inner walls clamp down onto him, your head lolling back as a strained moan leave your lips, this much you know: you will ride him until your legs will work.

GETO SUGURU, GOJO SATORU, RYOMEN SUKUNA, AIZEN SOSUKE, GRIMMJOW JAEGERJAQUEZ, DRACULE MIHAWK, SHANKS, MUZAN KIBUTSUJI, SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA, NANAMI KENTO, JUGRAM HASCHWALTH, CROCODILE, DOUMA.

credits for the banner: @cafekitsune

main account: @muzansfangs

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andythelemon · 6 months

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1000 years, 0 brain cells...

Print for ANYC and 2024 cons! I had lots of fun drawing the idiot gang again, I wish I could've added more of my faves. STORE

#bleach #rukia kuchiki #ichigo kurosaki #renji abarai #byakuya kuchiki #kisuke urahara #toshiro hitsugaya #yoruichi shihouin #jushiro ukitake #sosuke aizen #gin ichimaru #shunsui kyoraku #kenpachi zaraki #anime #manga #my art

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orcusivanth · 1 year

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Some of the Bleach art I did for swordtember

#bleach #rukia kuchiki #izuru kira #genryusai shigekuni yamamoto #lisa yadomaru #shinji hirako #sosuke aizen #yumichika ayasegawa #mayuri kurotsuchi #ichigo kurosaki #retsu unohana #yachiru unohana #bleach tybw #fanart #orcusart

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deathberi · 9 months

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HAPPY BLEACH ANNIVERSARY!!

2001年8月7日〜2016年8月22日

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bankaizen · 16 days

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EPISODE 207 — HIRAKO SHINJI AND AIZEN SŌSUKE

#shinji hirako #aizen sosuke #bleach #bleachedit #tbtp #g.gif #this scene was difficult for me to gif i'll admit lol #anyway shinji delivering one of the coldest lines in the arc

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gallusrostromegalus · 1 month

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You can lay blame for this second ask at @hoifne 's feet, I saw their comment on the post and had to:

How did folks react to the moon landing?

"You're ready? No Big Regrets?" Renji asks. He always asks. He'd done hundreds of Konso rituals now that he was doing his mandatory tour of duty in the living world, but he never wants them to feel 'routine', so he talks to the ghosts. Hypes them up a bit for the afterlife, tries to keep his heart in it.

Especially when it's a kid.

"Well, it's not really a big deal..." The ghost Suichi considers. He was maybe ten or eleven years old. Thick prescription glasses, face round with puppy fat, very loved. Love won't stop a freak electrical accident though. Young Suichi is handling his sudden departure really well, all things considered, so maybe love does stop despair. "-but its a bit of a shame that if there's no TV in the afterlife, I won't be able to watch the moon landing."

"Yeah, we're a bit behind the times, but I'm sure one of the mad geniuses in the 12th will invent one sooner than late-" Renji grins ruffling the boy's hair before the rest of the sentence registers. "-The What Landing?"

"The Moon Landing!" Suichi lights up with excitement. "They just launched the rocket yesterday! But in just three days, man will walk on the moon!"

"...The Moon?" Renji blinks, bewildered.

"Yeah!"

Renji points up over his shoulder into the sky, gripping the boy's shoulder, eyes wide. "THE MOON IN THE FUCKING SKY?"

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The lights of the Fifth division offices reflect blankly off of Captain Aizen's glasses as he attempts to process the news. He is entirely still, save for his eyebrows which are writhing like overcaffienated caterpillars, unable to settle on an emotion to convey.

"The Moon?" Lieutenant Ichimaru squints at Renji even harder than usual, pointing up out the window behind him. "The Moon in the fucking sky?"

"Yeah!" Renji spread his hands. "I didn't believe it either but the humans have managed to work out some neat trick with the way the world turns to like, throw the spaceship like a slingshot..?" he tried to explain.

"So, so there's three guys in a boat-" Captain Aizen tried again, reaching up under his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose.

"It's really more like a sealed metal tube, but they call it a Space Ship because it does sorta sail through space..." Renji tried to explain, holding up the newspaper from the living world he'd brought back to substantiate his claims and also provide helpful images to explain what was happening.

"So there's three guys in a metal tube and they... threw it into the sky so hard that instead of falling it started flying instead?" Aizen tried. "How do they even throw something that hard without Kido?"

"So the men are up in this little itty bitty bit at the top that looks like a cap on a vaccine needle-" Renji pointed at the image of the Apollo 11 rocket. "-All the rest of this is the uh. enormous amount of extremely coordinated high explosives they used to launch it. The. The whole thing is like... It's a little over three hundred fifty shaku and only 12 shaku of that is where the humans are. The rest is um. Air they smooshed so hard it became liquid and then they set that on fire and look at the picture you can see the kaboom!" Renji tried to explain, pushing the paper across Aizen's desk for his captain to read.

Aizen certainly pointed his face at the image and accompanying article, but 'read' may have been a bit beyond him at the moment.

"Oh, is that all it took?" Ichimaru hummed with interest. "Well fuck, why haven't we done that?"

"Oh yes, how very silly that the humans have beaten us at the trifling matter of FLINGING OURSELVES INTO SPACE, WHAT THE *HELL* ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ICHIMARU??" Aizen objected.

"Well like. Idea's sound. Moon goes around the earth, so a smaller thing should too. And we can absolutely make a sealed metal container and kaboom bigger than that." Gin shrugged, as though this were plainly obvious. "Betchya the clown that runs the twelfth has the stuff laying around- we got a meeting with him later today anyway, why not ask?"

"Oh sure, that's a great Idea!" Aizen beamed. "Why hello Kurotsuchi-taicho, curious news from the human world- do you think you could spare a few parts and several tons of explosives to send some guys for a stroll on the moon?"

There was a moment of silence where Renji and Gin shared an awkward glance (or at least, Renji gave meaningful look to the narrow slits where his lieutenant-commander's eyes theoretically were).

"...he'd agree to that in a heartbeat, if he hasn't started work on his own Spaceboat already." Aizen groaned.

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"No." Grunted Mayuri.

"No? Why not?" Aizen asked, head cocked to the side like a confused spaniel.

"Look, what the old man doesn't know about budget expenditures won't hurt him!" Gin smiled encouragingly. "Think of all the scientific data you'd get to research!"

"What the old man finds out about budget expenditures after the fact can and will hurt me." Mayuri growled. "It's not cookie money, kitting an expedition to the living world to engineer a spaceship with atomic matter instead of Reishi- No, much more efficient to let the humans do it for us and poach the date from them."

"...Why would we need to go to the Living world?" Aizen blinked, confused. "I can see the moon from the window right here?" Aizen pointed out the window of Kurotsuchi's office.

"What? That moon? You can't go to that moon!" The clownish chemical engineer cackled."

Aizen and Ichimaru stared at him blankly.

"Is. Is the moon here different than the one in the living world?" Aizen asked, bewildered.

"Different? It doesn't exist!" Mayuri laughed, waving his hand at them.

Aizen and Ichimaru stared at him, then leaned back in their seats, looking out the window at the moon, which still looked as physical and present as it ever did.

"...Oh don't tell me you didn't know." Mayuri frowned, pouting. "No, spirit world doesn't have a moon. The thing up in the sky is a Tulpa- there's a "moon" because everyone who comes to spirit world thinks there should be one, and there's so much ambient spiritual energy even weak souls can exert some force on the nature of reality and when millions of them are all certain there should be a moon, a moon manifests. Or at least, a thing that looks like a moon. Doesn't act like one, changes size and skips around it's phases all the time and if it really were a round object in space, that's NOT what a crescent moon would look like."

Aizen and Ichimaru looked back out the window at the "Moon", whose crescent arced a full three quarters of the alleged satellite's circumference.

"Seriously? this is some really basic stuff." Mayuri glared at them in disappointment. "You never noticed that the moon is always visible out any random window at night, no matter what time it is? It doesn't even go east-to-west more than half the time!"

"But. But we have a lunar calendar..?" Aizen muttered, an edge of genuine distress in his voice.

"Oh yeah, the moon *used* to be regular as clockwork- everyone literally set their watches to it." Mayuri shrugged. "Then sometime about eh, two and a half, three thousand years ago? Right around the same time the first captain-class spirits started appearing, the moon started doing this 'Full Moon Thrice A Month If it Feels Like It' and 'Visible At Improbable Angles' nonsense."

Aizen's eyes were wide and Gin's very nearly open with alarm.

"That's uh- that's terrifying?" Aizen sputtered, now outright frightened.

"Yeah, anybody know what coulda caused that?" Gin muttered.

"The going theory is that the precipitation of a new class of spiritually hyperpotent souls like us has caused disproportionate tugs on the desired appearence of the the "Moon", but that's only a theory- my predecessor's predecessor once attempted to send a camera to the 'Moon' for a closer look, but it never actually *got* any closer." Mayuri explained, casually inspecting his fingernails- he seemed to be growing out the middle one for some godforsaken reason. "-Your theoretical starboat would likely far worse."

"...Okay but that's worse. You understand how that's worse, right?" Aizen demanded and Mayuri waved him off.

"No, no hit makes sense-" Gin nodded, and Aizen glared at his lieutenant. "Think about it! There's what, three and a half billion human on earth? Millions die every day, but only a couple hundred ever turn up every day at the intake queue in the 7th, and nearly everyone is from just the one part of Japan. We're one afterlife of many- ugh, could you imagine if the missionaries were sent here?- anyway, our world is nowhere NEAR as big at the Living World, so the moon-moon is just a geographical feature in the living world, and there's only a couple million people living here. We got disproportionate swing, so we pull on the collective conciousness more. It's fine!"

"That's AWFUL!" Aizen shouted, dismayed.

"I mean I think we all understand God is an Asshole, but what are you gonna do about it?" Mayuri shrugged before tapping on the crate beside his desk. "-Anyway, do you want these Polio Vaccines for the rukongai outreach program our not?"

"I- yes. Please." Aizen muttered.

"Good man, sign here." Mayuri tapped the sheet on his desk. As Aizen tried to read over the provisions release paperwork, the small "Electronic Mailer" on Mayuri's desk pinged. "Oh, the word got out- Kyoraku-taicho wants to hold another moon-viewing party for the occasion. Do me a favor and attend so you can explain to him why we can't go to our 'moon' for me? I don't want to go, and I really don't want to explain it to him through a hangover either."

"If you don't wanna go Boss I'll stand in for you. Promises to be a real riot." Gin grinned.

"Yes, you have your young friend, don't you? Miss Matsumoto?" Aizen smiled fondly at his second-in-command.

"Oh, she probably already got her invite- she an' Miss Nan- er, lieutenant Ise are real pals from the academy." Gin laughed. "Nah, I was gonna drag old blind bones along."

"...Captain Tousen?" Aizen asked, befuddled. "Whatever for?"

"Stars ain't exactly braille, y'know?" Gin explained, wiggling his fingers. "He knows even less than we do an' I wanna watch Rangiku and Kyoraku try'n 'splain the whole thing to him." Gin grinned.

"Sounds lovely! Take your shit and get out of my office." Mayuri threatened.

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Renji exhaled, still bewildered, laying on his back on the grassy hill just outside the 2nd division training grounds, staring up at the moon as it rose opposite the sunset behind him. Or, maybe not? There had been some lecture about how the moon in spirit world wasn't a moon back at the academy that he didn't really remember-

"You sound like you're in the throes of a moral conundrum Red." Shuuhei teased, looking up from the strange contraption he was setting up.

"Huh?" Renji blinked. "Oh, no I'm just- Those guys in the Spaceship gotta be somethin' else, going to die thousands of miles from home."

"What? The Astronauts? They'll be fine! -Probably." Shuuhei laughed. "They're definitely insane, getting in that contraption at all, but they still gotta come home with all the rocks and whatever they get from the moon for the lab techs to look at."

"...How the hell are they getting back?" Renji frowned, rolling up onto his elbow to frown at his senpai. "I thought they blew up all the rocket getting off the planet?"

"They got a bitty rocket in the lunar landing craft that will get them between their ship and the lunar surface, and then they will angle the ship a bit and the moon will fling them back to earth the way earth flung them at the moon." Shuuei explained, not looking up from the weird bass-drum looking object he was messing with.

Renji opened his mouth, realized his friend probably understood it way better than he did, closed his mouth, shrugged, and changed topics. "So what is that thing you had me haul up here?"

"It's uhhh... Experimental. Haven't got a name for it yet." Shuuhei muttered, placing a level on top of it and frowning at the bubble before adjusting the legs bolted awkwardly to the side of the drum. "-But with all this excitement about the Lunar Landing, I realized Tousen-Taicho is... I mean he gets left out of a lotta stuff, y'know? But it's not like he can see the stars, or the spirit-moon, and I don't think he really understands orbital mechanics-"

"I sure fuckin' don't." Renji muttered.

"Yeah, because you're the kind of moron who put a ham sandwich in a VCR-" Shuuhei rolled his eyes.

"That was ONE TIME, and Matsumoto Senpai told me it was a Panini Press!" Renji sulked.

"-and then pressed "Fast Forward", but Tousen is actually smart as hell- I'm the one who can't explain it without gestures he can't see." Shuuhei continued. "...but I can use a camera obscura and reiryoku-sensitive film to sort of take an old exposure image of the night sky. I'm hoping that if I treat the exposed film right, that the light and dark parts will turn into different textures for him to read, like a braille sky."

"Oh." Renji muttered. "That's really nice of you actually."

"I mean, we'll see if it works." Shuuhei shugged, examining the level again. "Hand me the allen wrenches- What about your boss?"

"Captain Aizen? Uh- honestly? He seems a little freaked out by all this and I saw him fuckin' slam the newspaper into his wastebasket when he got back from the twelth." Renji winced. "He's weird like that. Sweet as cake most of the time but then there's these weird flashes of anger... and I'm not sure how much longer he's gonna be my boss."

"As in you got ambitions, or you think he's gonna get fired?" Shuuhei asked, staring at the level again.

"As in 'Tetsuzaemon Iba got in another brawl with his mother about him only being fourth seat when she made captain, and Liuetenant Madarame asked me if I'd updated my resume recently." Renji winced.

"Woof. Talk about a lateral promotion." Shuuhei winced. "Still, the pay raise would be nice. You could afford to take your girl Rukia somewhere up to her brother's standards!"

"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" Renji snapped, rolling over and jumping to his feet. "-It's -I'm sorry. It's kinda complicated." Renji sighed.

Shuuhei was silent for a minute as Renji sat back down on the grass, face in his hands. After a minute of fine-tuning the drum to keep it level, he spoke up. "You're more than good enough."

"Huh?" Renji jolted. "Oh, yeah- I'd be doing all the eleventh's paperwork but there's no way it's worse than the fucking rice subsidies accounting board-"

"That's not what I meant." Shuuhei glared.

"...I know." Renji groaned. "It's just. It's complicated, okay?"

"If you say so." Shuuhei shrugged. "Alright, hand me the flat box- thanks. It'll be ready for exposure in a minute, and I want to get it done before those clouds roll in." He gestured at the distant thunderheads threatening to bloom into a summer storm on the edge of the city.

The process was quick- the shielded plate went into the gap under the drum, and the light of the night sky was reflected onto it from a pinhole in the top. Once the metal plates were pulled back, it needed a few minutes to pick up enough light, before Shuuhei pushed the metal shutters back in and locked the plate in darkness until it could be developed.

"It's for taking pictures of the stars, right?" Renji asked as Shuuhei started disassembling the camera. "You could call that plate an Astrograph."

"Hah! Futuristic. I like it!" Shuuhei grinned. "C'mon and help me with this thing before the punishment squad turns up to kick my ass for having a camera within a mile of the second."

#AEIWAM #An Elephant Is Warm And Mushy #Bleach #Bleach Fanfic #renji abarai #sosuke aizen #gin ichimaru #mayuri kurotsuchi #shuuhei hisagi #the moon landing #And THAT's why the moon is fucked up in spirit world!#long post

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kalpapride · 3 months

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I spent my morning on this Bleach & The Emperor’s New Groove crossover joke because it lived rent free in my head for too long. Wish you knew how I giggled while drawing it :А

#bleach #ichigo kurosaki #shinji hirako #sosuke aizen

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muzansfangs · 4 months

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You tell them you got a brazilian wax by a guy.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, fluff, human/modern au, mention to female nudity, jealousy, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, language, creampie, oral sex (Aizen!receiving), vaginal sex, spanking, choking, spying on a partner, mention to murderous intents, wax play.

Plot: A trend on Tik Tok made you plot a devious plan to make your beloved boyfriend going mad. He knew you had an appointment for a brazilian wax. He obviously assumed you were going to be assisted by a woman. How will he react, when you tell him it was a man? Will his jealousy go too far? Will your prank get you in a bad situation?

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Sosuke Aizen.

You knew better than messing with him. Your boyfriend and his god complex, along with his mania for having everything under his control could truly be lethal. Quite literally. Yet, you were bored that Friday night. Sosuke was not around and you ended up slumping onto your couch, phone in hand, scrolling through Tik Tok in search for a way to entertain yourself.

You did not really do much, beside chuckling every now and then. Well, that was until you came across a specific trend regarding a thing you were not unfamiliar with. As you watched the way a poor boyfriend freaked out at the thought of his girlfriend getting a brazilian wax from a guy, you could not restrain yourself from testing the waters. Aizen Sosuke, the cold-blooded mastermind you shared a roof with, was going to experience a man’s personal living hell.

It was a monday evening, when he came back from work just to find you laying on your stomach on your shared bed, in a set of black lingerie he had bought for you a few months ago, chuckling to yourself. He furrowed his brows, settling his briefcase onto the armchair beside the window, as he slowly removed his jacket.

His predatory eyes roamed over your curves. He knew you had gone to your monthly wax appointment. He could see your smooth legs and the way your lingerie already showed shaved portions of your nether regions supposed to be covered. If you had opted for such a provocative attire, it could only mean that you wanted to show off your body to him.

“Hello, darling” he greeted you, his trademark grin crossing his lips as he tugged at his black tie to loosen it.

It was hard to keep your play on, as you watched him slowly get ready to devour you. He always took his time, confident that his cold and charming demeanor worked magic on you even before his hands started to trace the curves of your body. It was true, unfortunately. But you had to resist. It was your time to torture him, after all.

“Hey” you whispered, lifting yourself up on your knees as he approached the bed.

He swept his tongue over his bottom lip, his hand cupping your cheek as he stood at the edge of the bed, leaning down to let his mouth collide with yours in a demanding kiss. You could not deny yourself such a treat and you returned it with equal passion, earning a guttural grunt from him.

He did not say much, he sat down next to you and it was a silent signal for you to climb over his lap and straddle him as you always did. He had somehow trained you to have some reactions and do specific things in response to his gestures. Sosuke Aizen surely had his own way to make you bend the knee effortlessly at his silent requests.

As you straddled him, his hand reached up to grasp his glasses and he hastily took them off, discarding them somewhere beside him on the bed without bothering to fold them. It was so atypical of him. He seemed eager to have you that night and you could not help yourself but tease him about it. After all, pouring gasoline on a wild fire was the right thing to do to get him even more eager.

“Damn, are you that eager to see me naked?” you taunted him, as he darted his brown chocolate hues on your again. There it was, his lustful glare that made your knees buckle.

“Actually, I’m eager to fuck you” he deadpanned, his hand landing on your neck and squeezing it enough to keep you in place, as his other hand tugged your thong to the side and he glided the pads of his fingers down your slit.

You gasped, arching your back as he smirked down at you “You’re already dripping… If it’s so easy to get you wet, I wonder how you don’t make a mess on your beautician’s couch while texting me” he joked, drawing figures eight on your bundle of nerves.

There you were, ready to drop the bomb.

As he delved his fingers into your aching core, a strained moan falling from your lips, you glanced at him with an innocent smile on your face, as you made the ground shake under his feet “Oh, I guess I have been lucky today. Can you imagine Robert’s face, if I stained the couch?”.

Congrats, Aizen.exe stopped working.

He froze solid, his fingers were still buried deep into you, but he was not thrusting them in his usual smooth movements that made you squirm. His eyes were locked with yours, a small frown on his face. You genuinely thought you had just given him an heart attack.

“Robert” he repeated flatly, clearly unamused.

It was in moments like this, when he was serious, seraphic, that you feared him the most. Aizen could be dangerous, truly dangerous. The hint of wrath sparkling into his eyes gave you chills and you uncomfortably darted your eyes away from him. The carpet underneath his shoes suddenly seemed particularly interesting.

“Yeah, Robert. The new guy who works for my beautician. You know, he helps her” you stated, you mouth feeling like chalk all of a sudden.

The dry laughter leaving Sosuke’s lips made you shiver and it took you a few seconds to realize you had royally screwed up, because he was so nimble to wrap his hand around your throat again, and pin you to the bed underneath him, that you had not realized your position had switched so suddenly.

“I don’t doubt it. He must have enjoyed the view of your legs spread wide in front of his stupid face. — he chimed, a devious smile curling his lips as he paused to clench his teeth — A stupid face I’ll gladly fuck up tonight. Would you love to see it, love? I could take his heart to you, offering his pulsing, wretched organ to you. I’ll gauge his eyes out of his skull. I’ll squeeze the life out of him—” he hissed, each time the threat becoming similar to the ones the slashers whispered through the phones to their victims in the stupid movies he loved to watch with you, only to feel you curl up next to him on your sofa.

They were hilarious, according to him.

“Aizen, I was fucking joking! Stop! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok!” you quipped, eyes rounded as you cut him off.

Your boyfriend arched his dark eyebrows up, tilting his head to the side and slowly releasing his grip on your neck. He looked almost disappointed. Not towards you. Maybe, he truly wished to kill someone. Because he would kill whoever dared to even glance at you.

His jealousy was skyrocketing.

“I see. — he stated then, before hopping back on his feet and slowly unbuckling his black leather belt — Since you love to use this pretty mouth of yours for talking bullshit, open it to make amend. I’ll obviously come into your mouth, darling. I expect you to swallow” he hissed, gripping your hair and dropping his pants down to his ankles.

Maybe, just maybe, he took a day off from work every month to accompany you to the beauty point. Perhaps, he stalked you down, when you went on your own, because the idea of a random Robert staring and touching your pubes truly made him want to commit a mass murder.

Shunsui Kyoraku.

Shunsui was the perfect victim for this trend. As soon as you ran into that video, you could picture the look of horror on his face as you told him another man had touched you in such an intimate spot. You were simply his. No man could enjoy the sight of you with your legs opened wide to show off your intimacy, no man but him. Eveything was settled and your plan took place two days after you had visited your beautician.

Shunsui had just returned home after a business trip and you had decided to welcome him not only by cooking his favorite dish and buying some extra saké, but by being his personal dessert.

As he ran his hands down your smooth thighs and practically folded you in half, your legs pressed against your chest, you knew that teasing him in the aftermath of such a passionate encounter was going to do numbers on him. His little usual nap was going to wait, after all, because his mind was just about to get pested with horrendous scenarios of a non-existing man exploring his little nest.

“There it is… Look at you, baby, you got such a perfect little hole to fill with my cum” Shunsui panted, his fingers gently spreading your labia as he watched in pride and awe his seed oozing out from you.

You were absolutely drained, your thighs still trembling and your breath irregular as you tried to get a grip of yourself and calm down. Yet, how could you, when the man who had just fucked you to oblivion was Shunsui Kyoraku? He had such a fine way to unravel you that you almost felt guilty for what you were about to say.

Lazily pushing yourself up on your elbows, you hummed and watched Shunsui slump down next to you “Oh, I know. You are definitely not the first man who has ever told me that” you casually commented, sitting up properly and running your fingers through your hair in a futile attempt to fix them.

Shunsui knew about your ex. Even though he was jealous about anyone that was not him, he still did not think of your ex as a ghost from the past threatening your relationship and he actually had no issues in listening to you talking about him. After all, you were his. That man had lost you forever.

“Well, your ex then had his way with words too” your boyfriend stated, a playful smile crossing his lips.

“My ex? Nah, I’m talking about Murata” you replied, laying back down and rolling on your side to face him.

Shunsui Kyoraku, your loving man, was now definitely interested in what you were saying.

Arching his eyebrows up and resting his head on the palm of his hand, he curiously inquired “Who’s Murata? Your gynecologist?”.

You chuckled and shook your head “My what? No, babe, I’m talking about my new beautician’s co-worker. Murata is such an amazing guy, you know? His fingers are so delicate and he applies the wax in a tender way” you lied, sounding as serious as you possibly could.

You swore you had seen his eye twitch, as he grasped your hip drew you closer to him. Your eyes widened as Shunsui’s hand slided down the small of your back and cupped your rear, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Where did this Murata boy put his fingers?” he huskily asked you, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you swallowed thickly. Oh, you knew exactly what was going to happen.

Were you regretting that little stunt you had pulled? Oh, you were for sure.

At your lack of answers, Shunsui sighed and rolled you onto your stomach. His hands gripped your hips and he raised your waist up, until it was at the perfect level with his pelvis. But no, he was not going to claim his domain on your inner walls again. A little punishment was in store fore you.

“Poor little baby, she tries to prank me but cannot even play the part until the very end. Good, that’s good, though” he chuckled, before you parted your lips to let a soft whimper leave them and turn your stomach upside down.

“Shunsui! Babe, I’m sorry! It was a prank! I promise” you piped out, blushing as you hid your face down onto the pillow.

“I’m not having it”.

Spanks it was. But he surely made it up to you later on.

Urahara Kisuke.

Your pervert boyfriend and this trend were a perfect combination for a disaster. It was like throwing powder into a fire. But it sounded like a good idea for you, therefore you persuaded yourself nothing would have gone wrong. Kisuke was not a jealous man. Of course he was protective and a bit territorial, but he never actually made a scene or freaked out, when a man tried to hit on you. He believed you could handle the situation perfectly on your own and, on top of that, if he had to step up and chase the stranger away, he surely avoided violent conflicts.

You two were laying onto your shared bed, Kisuke on top of you, as his mouth was latched onto your throat and his hand was currently between your thighs.

Whimpers and heavy breaths filled the air, while his fingers deftly plunged into you, making your lips part to chant a lewd melody he loved. He knew so many ways of making your knees buck and drag orgasms out of you that it was not a surprise that simply fingering you could make you scream out his name.

“Do you even realize how wet you are? You’ve soaked my whole hand and wrist, you dirty kitten” he cooed in your ear, slowing down the pace he had set a tad bit to enjoy the way your walls clenched onto his slender fingers so tightly.

As he did that, decided to slip his fingers out of you, only to glide them down your folds and enjoying how soft, smooth and slippery they were after the wax appointment you had gone to yesterday.

“So soft, you are so soft, you know?” he teased you, grinning as he took his hat off with his free hand.

Now or never. It was time to drop your bomb.

“Yeah, I know. — you breathed out, glancing up at him and resting the back of your hand over your forehead before letting out a dramatic sigh —I expected you to use some original terms to describe my pussy, though. I mean, Jason used those exact words yesterday. Tsk, I expected you to do better than him” you gingerly said, averting your eyes from him.

Urahara Kisuke went silent. The pads of his fingers glued to your folds, he tried to process what you had just said. A man? Did you mention a man? Additionally, not even a native one, judging by his name, therefore he surely did not know him.

“I’m sorry, who in the holy Soul Society is Jason?” he quizzically asked, tilting his head to the side as he stared at you in utter shock.

“Who?”.

“Jason. Who is this J-A-S-O-N man?” he replied, his eyes dangerously darting onto the lit candle on the night stand.

If his kitten was up for playing with fire, he was going to let you play with it.

“Oh, Jason, right… Well, he waxed me yesterday. He praised my flesh in such a basic way it was hard not to laugh at his face” you replied, pushing yourself up onto your elbows as Kisuke simply hummed and reached for the candle.

At first you got confused, eyebrows knitted together while your eyes followed his moves and the way he began to look at your thighs while licking his lips. It was only then that you remembered how he had wished to try some wax play with you. Eyes widening in shock, you gawked and sat up.

“Kisuke! Baby, wait, wait! I was kidding! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok! I promise, I’ll cut the crap!” you fretted, cupping his cheek in your hand and peppering his face in kisses. You were evidently begging for mercy.

The shop-keeper, however, shrugged and delicately pushed you back down as he smiled at you “Oh, I see! But you now owe me some sex therapy, kitten. Now, let me try some wax play and I’ll eat you up. I’ll make you scream so loud Aizen will hear from Muken!” he taunted you, winning you over with his last joke.

“You are a dork…” you chuckled, slapping his shoulder.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

If someone wanted to get a reaction out of this stolid man it was by messing with you. How did they even think about touching his delicate flower, the woman who had successfully made him smile again after so long? A mad Byakuya was not a problem people wished to deal with and, naturally, you did not want to make blood run down the streets. But it was so tempting, so fun. You could not restrain yourself, right? Your boyfriend needed to experience that little trauma too.

It was a lovely summer night, your boyfriend was still locked up in his office and you decided to pay him a visit. Along with buying some take-away in his favorite restaurant, you were going to deliver him a rather spicy dessert. No one was around anymore. The only sound eachoing down the corridor was the sound of your heels clicking onto the marble floor.

When Byakuya saw you walking past the threshold of his office, he faintly smiled. You were surley a sight to behold, especially in that flowery dress he adored. Running up to him, you threw your arms around your neck and pecked his lips gently.

“I was missing you” you said softly, as he made you sit comfortable onto his lap.

Byakuya hummed and kissed your nape, his arms hugging your waist as he redirected his gaze back on the laptop on his desk. He worked way too much, but how could he not? The Family Company constantly required his attention and assistance. But now you were there, ready to catch his attention with some salty prank.

“How was your day, love?” he asked you softly, typing something on the keyboard.

“Quite good. — you stated, smiling softly — And I got some news. My beautician had called in sick today, I was assisted by her colleague” you absent-mindedly said, not getting much of a reaction out of him. You had been vague, indeed. He had no reason to suspect anything, after all.

“Really? And was his colleague good?” he asked.

“Oh, yes! Really good. I got to say I was put in a rather unusual position, but overall he was professional” you chimed, closing your eyes as you mentally prepared for hellfire to break out.

And it did.

Byakuya cleared his throat, his grip on your waist tightening even so slightly as he nosed your cheek gently “He?”.

“Yep. I’m talking about Santiago” you casually said, smiling softly.

“Santiago. Mh, I see. — he replied, prompting you stand up, much to your dismay and confusion, but as he grasped the back of your neck and pushed you down onto the empty side of the deak, you squirmed — And was the position he asked you to strike that uncomfortable?” he said calmly, unbuckling his belt with one hand, meanwhile he allowed the other one to hike the skirt of your dress up.

“Y-Yes… You could say so” you meekly replied.

The smack on your rear you received afterwards making you squeak out softly, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip.

Byakuya sighed, lowering his mouth to your ear “You know, baby, when you want to prank someone, you should be careful in not messing up the plan. How was I supposed to fall for that, when you have sent me the link of the video?” he purred, as you gaped in shock.

Your jaw went slack, as reality dawned onto you: so that was why Rangiku had not replied to your video and text ‘check this out, Byakuya is gonna be so mad’.

You had sent it to Byakuya.

“Baby, I’m so, so sorry! It was a cute idea!” you protested, but he had already slipped your panties down your thighs, a soft groan leaving his lips as his fingers glided down your smooth slit, earning a little squirm from you.

“I know. I have a cute idea too. Spread your legs and let me show what I am talking about” he practically commanded.

Gosh, did that make you wet.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! An old draft and promise to some of you that I have finally finished! Thank you so much for having been so patient, I genuinely appreciate your feedback and enthusiasm at times. This was pretty fun to write and definitely a breath of fresh air from all of my other requests. Let me know what you think about it! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreacited!

Until then,

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katsuma6 · 5 months

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"She's Busy Right Now"

Part 1.

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brittscafe · 6 months

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could you write the one bed trope with aizen (fem reader)? and waking up to him with the ‘limbs intertwined on the sofa’ prompt? :)))

Aw, of course!!! :)

The two of you gaze down at the tiny couch in the room, eyes blinking with shock.

When the lady said there was a couch in the room, you figured it would at least be a pullout one. It's not. It'll barely fit the two of you on there, squeezed together.

You let out a tiny huff of air and shake your head. "No way. No way in hell are we both fitting on this thing," you speak with annoyance and Aizen lets out a tiny chuckle.

He finds your annoyance cute and humbling. His eyes narrow as your nose scrunches up when you meet his eyes.

"It's not that bad, y/n. Stop being a brat," Aizen sighs out, running his fingers through his brown hair and combing it back.

Your lip twitches at his words and your glare pierces his eyes. He pats the top of your head and you sink down in your figure. You scowl at Aizen as he plops down onto the couch, arms behind his head and a relaxed look on his face.

"Don't even think about touching me," you point your finger at him, sitting on the couch on the opposite end from him. Aizen snorts and shakes his head.

"I wouldn't dream of it," he sneers out and you roll your eyes. You tear your gaze away from him, curling up into a tiny ball and resting your head on the arm of the couch.

Aizen's eyes rake over your body and he cocks an eyebrow. Your eyelids become heavy and slowly close. Aizen watches carefully as your body falls into a sleep, your chest rising and falling.

He scoffs quietly and grabs the blanket. It carefully drapes it over your body and shakes his head with denial. Aizen rests his head in the palm of his hands, eventually drifting off to sleep.

Your body slowly stirs awake as the rays of the morning sun peak in from the window.

You're snuggled into something warm and...breathing. You knit your eyebrows together and force your tired eyes open. They adjust to the sudden brightness and your face grimaces.

Your legs are literally tangled with Aizen's, your head resting on his chest, and his arms are wrapped around you. His long brown strands of hair are hanging down his face and his lips are slightly parted open.

Your eyes widen and your stomach twists into uneasy knots. A soft blanket is draped over your body and you don't even try to lift your head up from Aizen's chest.

His embrace is warm and gentle.

"Fuck me," you whisper underneath your breath, closing your eyes and drifting off back to sleep.

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my0vershareworld · 1 year

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Chapter 2

𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖..

Paring: Sosuke Aizen x G/n reader.

Genre: Angst, Famila, Story.

Word count: 3,103

CW: Manipulative actions.

A/N: finally get my shit together and finally wrote a 2nd chapter holy shit. and pls dont make this flop holy shit i been writing for hours on this

"you have awoken from your slumber hm? {Name}" said the man with brown hair and the menacing eyes. you can't believe this is your brother..no. you won't believe this is your brother. your brother don't look like this!

you stare at the man before you in anger. what have he done to your brother. "who are you?! answer me! now!" you yelled out harshly as you got up from the pure white couch that you were sleeping on before you awoken up. your memories started to come back as you remember your brother stabbing your friend Hinamori and someone smack your neck from behind and make you go unconscious. everything is coming together. is piecing together. you don't like it. you don't like that you think your brother is the betrayal. you don't like that you think your brother is a bad person. how can you thought of such a thing?! what a horrible younger sibling you are.

then suddenly the man smirks and answer your question. he saw how panic and in fear you look and even before you realize he was already right in front of you. he then suddenly pull you into a hug and pat your head softly yet gently. he hugged you tight before his head lower down onto your ear and said "I am Sosuke Aizen..have you forgotten your brother {Name}-kun?"

what. the hug was a big surprised to you. but you can remember clearly. this touch. this soft and cold touch of your brother. oh how your brother loves patting you on the head and never minded a hug from you no matter if he's a captain. he always have time for you. is always fun to hang out with your brother every time you have a chance too. the hug. the pat. the smiles. the hair. everything about this man is..is your brother. but there's no way right?! why would he betray the soul society? you thought he love the soul society. he always mention that he loves how soft the wind is. how the sun is always nice. how the clouds is so pure and innocently white. you thought he loved that place. you stayed still in shock as you let the man hug you tightly and pat your head gently. "z-zenzen nee-san?- is it really you?.." you asked with a sign of worries yet confused tone.

the man smile and sigh softly against your ear still smiling. "yes it is me {Name}-kun..is nice to see you awake now.." he said as he slowly tuck your hair behind your ear and stop hugging you then started to walk a step further from you. "what's the matter? you look confused and frightened" he asked with a tilt on his head.

you do look confused and frightened. you were still confused about everything. but this question will confirm all your confusion. "why did you betray the soul society!? I thought you like that place! why zenzen nee-san!" you said yelling out again but this time it wasn't out of anger. it was out of confusion..but you were frustrated with the man too. did he lied to you about liking the place? what is he hiding? why is he hiding it?

he looked at the ground with a displease face then he looked back up with a dead pan expression. "the central 46 is corrupted. I have never liked it there ever since I realized how corrupted the system of the central 46 is..is a shame I have to do a lot of things without telling a thing to you..you're too pure and innocent to know about all the things I did and planned..you're different from me {Name}" he frowned and looked at you sad and pitiful. "if I did told you, you would be in danger..and I wouldn't want such a thing of losing you happened..ever...I'm sorry.." his eyes goes to look at the ground. he seems sad.

you frowned. he looks sad. your brother looks sad. everything suddenly hit you and make you feel guilty, yet you feel frustrated that your brother didn't even told you a thing about what he did and what he was doing. but at the same time you can't be mad at him for long. he didn't told you a thing because he was afraid of losing you and putting you in danger. he tried to keep you safe. it feels wrong to be mad at him. you stand in shocked as the brown hair is looking at the ground. at first you weren't sure what to say. you were scared you're going to ruin his mood even more. but you have to say something. something at least. "n-nee-san!- you don't have to say sorry! you did nothing wrong! but I just..feel like you should have told me...but there's really nothing to apologize! you try to keep me away from those things because you wanted to protect me!"

the man blinked and his eyes widen before his head snap to look back at you in the face with shock. he then smiled softly and hug you again. "thank you {Name}-kun..I'm so lucky to have you as my little sibling.."

this is your brother. you're sure. from every aspect he's your brother. and nothing will ever changed that. you then put your hands up as you hug him back tightly. you then close your eyes and smiled softly as you relaxed more into his touch. but then you started to think more about yourself. you realize that you didn't feel a single hunger and craving for human no more. you considered yourself healed but it feels more like something is feeding you automatically. what even is this place anyways. you then looked up to ask your brother. "zenzen nee-san..where am I?"

your brother looked at you and smiled as he close his eyes giving you a closed eye smiles. "this is Hueco Mundo! I bought you here for safety! at least safer from the soul society!" he said as he pat your head and chuckles.

you never heard of the place before. you were confused by what he means 'Hueco Mundo' you then decided to ask out. "nee-san what is Hueco Mundo? I've never heard of this place before!" you can say you were quite interested in the place. you were always known to be interested in a lot of new stuff.

he answered and explained "is the dimension in which Hollows and Arrancar usually reside. It lies in between the Human World and Soul Society" it was a short yet understandable explanation.

yes it was indeed understandable. but it makes you even more confused. you have no idea what your brother was talking about. the confusion is showing on your face. you usually sometimes show your emotions on your sleeves that is always readable and easy to know on what you're feeling. you were clearly show your brother knew you're confused as hell. he then sigh and grab your hand before he started to walk. "I think it'll be easier for you to see for yourself" he said looking back at you waiting for you to walk after him. "c'mon everyone's waiting for us in the meeting!" you then followed after him as he walks with you grabbing onto your hand afraid of letting you loose from him. both you and him walked through a long hall way of just the color of black and white and the floor being dark yellow yet shines like the sun itself if it was placed where the sun could reach through. your brother then suddenly suddenly spoke up again

"we're in Las Noches at the moment..is still placed in Hueco Mundo though!" he said following after with a chuckles. you giggled after him.

after a bit of walking after that conversation you were meet with a darker room. there was..one two three...twelve people..the ten people was sitting seems to be waiting patiently at the long table. the chairs have a long back going upward. it looks creepy yet cool. the other two people stand right beside the only empty seat available. the man with a closed eyes smiled at you seeing you and your brother arrival. they been waiting for who knows how long? your brother smiled at how quiet they seems at the given moment as he walk over to sit down on the empty seat and right between the two person as he put you to stand between him and the man with glasses on. you remembered these two people. is Ichimaru taichou and Tosen taichou. you wondered what are they doing here. until your eyes finally looked onto the table and scan all the people that is sitting on the long chairs. they were all seems to be staring at you which makes you nervous and sweat a bit. your brother looked over at you to see you being a bit nervous at all the people staring at you. so he then spoke up. "hey hey now! don't stare at our newest Espada so scary like that! you're only going to scared them off! specifically you, Nnoitra Gilga" his last sentence was said with a dead stare at the tall lanky man. he was noticeable every since you came into this room. he was the tallest yet dress the most funniest. but then you realize and think about what your brother said. Espada? what is that? you wanted to ask yet you were scared.

your brother did notice the confused look on your face just like usual. he then said looking at the bright yellow haired woman. "you wouldn't mind explaining to the new Espada what is an Espada do you, Tier?" the yellow haired woman then look at you with her naturey bright green eyes. it was beautiful yet look dangerous. she then close her eyes and explained. "the Espadas are the top-ranked and most powerful Arrancar in Sōsuke Aizen's army of Hollows with Shinigami-like powers..."

wait so your brother have an army. since when. huh. wha- holy shit you're even more confused than ever before. your brother just chuckles and sigh softly. "well well as more times go on I don't think is good to keep this meeting more longer than it should be..from now on.." there was a small pause to his word as he reach his hand out and point it at you. "this person will be our new real 10th Espada!" he said with a smile on his face as you seems confused looking at him. "now now the meeting's over! you are free to leave! oh! and Gin! you wouldn't mind giving my sibling the number ten tattoo right?" he asked looking at the white haired man who's always seems to be grinning. as he then spoke up answering your brother "of course lord Aizen! is your sibling after all how can I deny?"

your brother then look at you and smile kindly as he got up from his seat. you realize after a bit that the others already have left. they left quite quick yet quiet. the man with brown hair then suddenly grab onto your hand again before he take you over to Ichimaru. he knew the white hair can just get you like him but your brother didn't think it was a good idea. he then stop grabbing your hand and slightly push you closer to Ichimaru. you were a bit nervous being beside the taicho. "take good care of my sibling Ichimaru, I trust you" again the sentence was said with a dead stare threatening the fox-like man as the man then grins become wilder. he then spoke up with a tone that seems funny. "of course I will lord Aizen!" he then smiled as he then started walking "c'mon! if ya don't walk I'm gonna leave ya here!" the word snap you back from your thoughts about all the things that just happened today and you immediately ran to be beside him and started to walk with him.

the walk was quiet. so quiet. the hallways always look the same to you. just black and white walls with dark yellow floor. you try to take and look at every little details on the walls and the ground and yet there seems to be nothing at all for you to taken into you to be interesting. the walk was about 30 minutes. your legs never felt sore from walking that long but on the other hand Ichimaru taicho already seems a bit tired. he keep sighing and sweating. then he finally reach a room. he then spoke up with a tired voice. "we're finally here- wow that was a long walk!-" you only smiled at him but then he turned back to look at you and said "at least laugh-" he seems a bit saddened. you then giggled at how tired he looks just from walking. the fox-like man that opened the door into a very dark room. "this is where I gave all the Espadas the tattoo! lord Aizen gave me this one" he said with a wide grin as he took your arm and drag you into the room. he let go after he force you to sit down onto a chair. "now now customer!! which place ya want ya tattoo at?" he asked.

you weren't sure what to do so you answered without thinking. "my- back?-" the fox-like man grin become more wide as he push you and make the chair go down and he then turn you around and pull up your shirt to reveal your back. everything happened so fast. you were a bit flustered by the action and you tried to pull your shirt down almost immediately. "h-hey!- w-what are you doing Ichimaru taicho?!-" you yelled out as your cheeks flushed slightly red. he then looked at you confusedly. "eh? but I thought ya want your tattoo on your back!" there seems like there's a question mark that just pop up upon his head. his confused face really shows how much confused he is to the statement.

you only stayed quiet knowing you actually said you want the tattoo on the back. but maybe he won't mind if you just said you changed your mind. so you did. "w-well I changed my mind- can I have the tattoo on the hand instead?-" you said with a nervous smile. you were a nervous wreck at the moment. but then the man grins again as he spins you around and push the chair back to normal. "alrighty then!" he said.

now the tattooing have begin.

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after a few moments the tattoo was done. it was a bit sleepy and boring in the process. but now is done. it was a number 10 tattooed on your hand. it looks cool yet old looking..which just makes it more cooler to you. the fox-like man then pulled you up from the chair and started dragging you by the arm. you then asked as you were being pulled. "where are we going Ichimaru taicho?-" he didn't seems to bother to look back. you almost open your mouth to ask the question again but then it was cut off by Ichimaru. "well we're going to lord Aizen! he's going to give you new clothes to fit with this place more! and stop calling me Ichimaru taichou..I'm no longer a captain" he answered explaining stuff in your question in itself. you then said with a sweat running down on your cheek in nervousness. "a-alright then Ichimaru-san-" you said. the man only grinned as he continues to keep running through all the hallways.

then he suddenly stopped at one specific room as he then knock on the door. "lord Aizen? are you in there?" he called out to the person that supposedly in the room, which is your brother. the familiar voice of your brother then spoke up. "of course I am!" then a footsteps was heard coming closer to the door as the door then opened. he only grab your hand and bring you in and close the door on Ichimaru since he have nothing to do with your brother anymore after that point on. he then looked at you and smiled before he fully turn to you. "I prepared a clothes for you ready! you can change anywhere in the room! after that you can go explore the land of Hueco Mundo and maybe make some few acquaintance! I will be in the throne room" he said then opening the door to the hallway yet again and close it as he wave goodbye before he did close it. now you're alone. you didn't exactly knew where's the cl- oh is on the bed. that's nice to know. is pretty easy to see. your brother always knew you're sometimes quite bad with finding stuff so maybe that's why it was placed in the open and so clearly like this. you then goes over to the bed and grab the clothes. there weren't anyone in the room but it feels morally wrong yet there's no other room other than the room with one single bed. so you have and needed to change right there. and you did.

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the clothes was a bit tight. it was a plain black and white color. ugh. your brother have no taste in fashion at all and it sucks. but now since you're done. maybe you're just going to go outside and make some acquaintance like your brother said. so then you opened the door and go into a hallway. and now you realize. how are you even going to get out of this place. this place is filled with the same walls and same floor over and over again. how would you manage to get out. welp. you will try now. is time to try hard.

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you finally got out of that loop hellhole. it took you around an hour but you're outside now. outside is even more boring than the inside. but yet it looks more scary. there was a lot of sand. a lot of dead trees. and a few rocks. there wasn't a lot going on yet it was a bit scary to see this place. it feels so empty is scary to you. you then started to walk stepping against the nothingness sand looking at the black sky. you were deep in thoughts. but you only came to one conclusion after a while of being deep in thoughts. what would be next. what will happen next. what should you be prepared for in this place..and what is coming for you..

To Be Continued...

Chapter 3 (WIP)

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aizenswhore · 4 months

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Unhinged men that put you above anything else and anyone else. Men who will gladly take you dancing, making sure from afar that no one bothers you while you practically own the dance floor. He is not into dancing, he is just into you and he wants nothing more than for you to have fun safely. He is not bothered by your revealing dress, he even covets the way other men gawk at you. They can stare, but not touch. You are his and the predatory eyes he shoots towards you from across the dance floor.

Unhinged, as aforementioned, to the point that while he is sitting at the counter on the bar area, ready to buy you a drink for when you’re coming back to him, he agrees to the coquettish offer of a girl to buy him a drink. Why? Because she shall learn a lesson.

As she is busy ordering the drink, he subtly gestures for you to join him. When the barman slides the drink and slice of lemon towards him, he graspes your jaw roughly and makes you bite the lemon in front of the stranger who had dared to flirt with him. Smashing his lips onto yours, he sucks the lemon juices off your mouth and lips, tongue delving into your mouth, tasting you with pride, before finishing off his drink in a single motion.

“Shall I fuck her in front of you?” your boyfriend taunts the girl, causing your cheeks to heat up, while his hand practically gropes your ass in unadulterated hunger.

You are flustered but aroused by his total lack of decency, but you love it, you love him. You love him in that moment and when he cannot wait to reach your bedroom, fucking you roughly onto the couch of your living room. He is obsessed with you. Just get it inside your head.

SUGURU GETO, SATORU GOJO, TOJI FUSHIGURO, Zoro Roronoa, Ace, SHANKS, URAHARA KISUKE, Gin Ichimaru, AIZEN SOSUKE, Zaraki Kenpachi, SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA, Douma, MUZAN KIBUTSUJI

Credits for the banner: @cafekitsune

Main account: @muzansfangs [I will definitely expand this scene in a one-short or a story, because why not]

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sashi-ya · 2 months

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Something about Bleach men backs...

#SORRY ok #bleach #byakuya kuchiki #sosuke aizen #ichigo kurosaki #jushiro ukitake #bleach anime #bleach manga #bleach spoilers

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blueparadis · 1 year

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+ cw. —› ex-husband aizen souske x (fem)reader, headcanon format, yan!behaviour, smût, angst undertones, marking, jealousy, mentions of breeding kink & baby-trapping | +wc. —0.7kish

+ notes. —› i was listening to cherry waves by deftones ( for the first time ) & this happened. maybe I'll pull this into a fic but for now, have this, please || redirect to blog navigation.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who feels his throat dry, lips corrosive against his favorite drink when he sees you in a cheap restaurant with another guy, considerably younger to y/n, who is alluded in her charms like he was when he first saw her walking down the aisle; when he casually stopped by, at that cheap bar after a long day at work.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who makes sure that from now on he will pay a visit to you and his beloved daughters every weekend so that she does not have to look for affection at some cheap bars and restaurants. This way at least he can ask her if she is actually planning for her second innings or not.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who calls you at ungodly hours: on a warm afternoon or in the dead of night just to let remind you that he will be coming to pick you up after work tomorrow for a weekly visit with his daughters just so his other meetings do not get delayed but all he wants to do is to keep you on watch as much as possible.

+. ex!husband aizen souske occasionally sends gifts to his daughters in order to send his ex-wife expensive presents with personal notes, as if he will return to this home after his work as if he never left.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who checks you out when you're unaware and yet tells you in that familiar deep husky tone: how much those colors suit her that he hated once, how much she looks charming and beautiful, how much she changed since he left and maybe divorce looks good on her : independent and elegant like a free bird.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who thinks her new young boyfriend is not good enough for you, always ends up going to the same restaurants and hotels where he used to take her, just remembering those good old memories.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who wants you back can not just let this opportunity slide, that is, him visiting you when the daughters are not home; so he just asks if you ever regret it or not as if he still can, as if he owns you. And, when he is responded with the same question right back at him he secretly congratulates himself for getting under your skin.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who knows your weak points lets you walk away knowing very well that you will turn around to have a last glance at him. So, all he would do is not turn his gaze when you have already walked passed by him, so that when you turn around all he has to do is to grab your wrists above her head saying, “Answer me. I asked you a question. Do you or do you not regret it?”

+. ex!husband aizen souske who is currently inches apart from you, staring right into your eyes while you squirm and look away but his hold on you grows only stronger when he sees your beautiful eyes glistening more than it usually does, perhaps he scared you a bit, cocks his head to a side, in the dip of your neck inhaling her scent murmuring, “Still wearing that perfume I gifted you, huh ?”

+. ex!husband aizen souske who is absorbed in the good old memories of you, your scent, and what he used to do whenever you used to cry and look sad is now slowly curling his arms around your waist while his lips drag from the corner of your lips to the neckline and then on to collar bones.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who smirks the moment he hears you moaning, even if it's feeble he lets go of her hands so that you can rest them over his shoulders while he could carry her to the nearby cupboard top to make you feel less lonely. He has fucked her there, made babies with her and he can do it again.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who could already feel you gripping the collar of his suit while he presses his hard-on against your entrance is already marking all the way up your exposed neckline so that whenever you meet with your new young boyfriend, he would take the hint right away. There is no way he is losing to a mere boy like Gin Ichimaru. He has to be the better one.

– @tokyometronetwork & @underratedcharactercorner

@semisgroupie & @sailewhoremoon ( cuz you two like himmm ... that's why I tagged?! )

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