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words cannot express how angry I am at not being able to draw my ocs as pretty as I imagine them

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Ommggggg!!!! 😭💕
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It’s the holiday season, so that means it’s time for the annual Soul Society cookie exchange. Who brings what and does ANYONE eat the cookies from Squad 12 lol
1. isane seems like she'd bake wonderful cookies
2. HELLLL NO stay away from the squad 12 cookies unless you want to become an experiment
Urahara visits and brings everyone cookies he oh-so-kindly baked himself. They probably have aphrodisiacs because he's a menace and wants to breed chaos among the Gotei 💕
how old did your spotify wrapped accuse you of being? and how far out was it?
58! I somehow have a childish face, the health problems of a 70 y/o grandma, and the music taste of a 58 y/o all while being 22 😔

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When I think my bleach ocs are to powerful I remind myself that characters like Ichigo exist
facts me too
I wake up at 3am, sweating, wondering if I made her too powerful. Then I think to myself "but is she stronger than Ichigo?" and go back to sleep.
my first oc is genuinely insane like. her powers are crazy. but it's okay because she's kinda lazy and ichigo would kick her ass
I just love how he's the bar 😭
When I think my bleach ocs are to powerful I remind myself that characters like Ichigo exist
facts me too
I wake up at 3am, sweating, wondering if I made her too powerful. Then I think to myself "but is she stronger than Ichigo?" and go back to sleep.
kisuke urahara hcs
first post about bleach heh... new fixation just dropped☺️ will be posting more bleach content soon :p
i have been spending a lot of time thinking about him lately.. (mostly relationship based hcs)
a/n: female genitalia written for his partner but mostly kept gender neutral otherwise.. if i had a penis i'm sure i could write male partners much better. but alas, i do not.
sfw & nsfw... 😬😬😬
I started drafting a new fic earlier this morning, but I’m not sure which bleach character fits it. so I’m guessing it might be Kisuke or Isshin
You know because I feel like they wouldn’t have a problem being a sub in the relationship sometimes lol 
So…Kisuke?
Did you say... Kisuke?
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𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 (𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮) ᥫ᭡
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 & 𝟏𝟖+𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛 + 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡: 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢, 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐢 𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐮, 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐣𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳, 𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞, 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐔𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐨
𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 ᢉ𐭩
In Shinji's part, Kyoraku and the others are gonna notice what's happening during the meeting and keep quiet about it because they got hard too 🤭
୨୧﹕fem!reader, sealed aizen
he’s bound.
that damned chair—cold metal carved like a throne, chains running like veins across its surface, wrapping around his wrists, his throat, his chest. they glow faintly, seals etched in cruel calligraphy by trembling captains too afraid to look him in the eye. the room is cold, silent, deep in the shadows of the muken. no sunlight. no time.
but aizen still smiles.
eyes half-lidded, lashes casting faint shadows over amber irises that gleam like honey in candlelight. he watches you—calm, unblinking, amused—like a beast who knows it cannot be hunted. even now. even caged.
even bound like this, his voice slips through the silence like poison in silk.
“you’ve been dreaming about this,” he says softly. not a question. a fact.
you swallow hard.
he can’t move. that’s what they told you. the seals suppress his power, lock his limbs. he shouldn’t even feel.
but his eyes burn into you like fire licking across skin.
“you thought if i was helpless, you could have me,” he says, voice smooth, condescending, curious. “you’re trembling, little one.”
you’re not sure whether it’s arousal or fear. probably both.
the slow drip of your arousal starts even before you climb onto his lap. you feel obscene doing it—straddling him, skirt pushed up around your hips, his uniform still pristine and white beneath you despite the shackles, the years, the silence.
his body is warm.
too warm.
“you were expecting something colder, weren’t you?” he purrs, breath fanning across your cheek as you hover just over him, the outline of your soaked cunt grazing the bulge in his uniform trousers. “a corpse. a relic. not this.”
he chuckles low when your hips stutter forward against him, hungry, needy.
you tug his robe open, and he lets you—because you’re not in control here, not really. even with his wrists chained, even with his power sealed, the weight of aizen’s presence wraps around you like gravity.
and his cock—long, thick, impossibly hard—slaps against your stomach the second you free it. pre-cum already weeping from the tip, slicking your skin. he didn’t need to touch you. you were already soaked.
“ride me,” he says.
you hesitate.
“ride me,” he repeats, more forcefully, and the seal flickers for just a moment—just a flash of spiritual pressure enough to make your breath catch, your cunt clench in anticipation.
you sink onto him.
the stretch is blinding. too much, too thick, too deep. his cock splits you open slow, inch by inch, until you’re bottomed out, hips shaking, walls fluttering around him.
he doesn’t groan.
he just watches you. smiling.
you rock your hips. grind down. try to claim something—anything—from the man no one can tame. but even now, you’re the one trembling. his cock fits inside you too perfectly, like it was made for you, like he already knew every pulse, every clench, every twitch of your desperate body.
“is this what you imagined?” he whispers. “did you touch yourself thinking of me? did you cum crying my name into your sheets like a desperate little slut?”
you moan—half shame, half euphoria—and he laughs. a warm, rich sound that curls around your spine like a hand.
“i don’t even need to move,” he murmurs. “and you’ll fall apart for me.”
you do.
you cum hard, walls spasming around his cock, thighs shaking, slick gushing down your legs and puddling on the floor beneath the chair. but he’s still hard. still smiling.
still waiting.
because this isn’t about your pleasure. not really.
this is about how many times you’ll break before he cums once.
“again,” he commands, voice sharp now. “use me.”
and you do.
over and over.
until your thighs give out. until your voice is hoarse from screaming his name. until you’ve cum so many times you lose count, and still his cock fills you—hard, swollen, pulsing—but he won’t release.
not yet.
“you haven’t earned it,” he says softly.
then his spiritual pressure flares again—just a sliver—and you scream, body locking up, squirting uncontrollably around him.
eyes wide. lips trembling. cunt stuffed full of cock. spirit broken.
and still, he smiles.
“beg me.”
he says it so gently.
you will. because you want it. you need it.
because he’s aizen. and no one fucks you like a man who doesn’t even have to move.
Dang I'm speechless 😔👌
love me some obsessed and crazy men ᢉ𐭩
Stalker!Aizen who uses the Hōgyoku to create new Arrancar who are specialized to track you down wherever you are. He uses them to his advantage, so he always knows what’s happening in your life. It’s not like he couldn’t do it by himself but he‘s a busy man.
Stalker!Aizen who sends you handwritten loveletters where he detailed tells you, how obsessed and in love he is with you. Making you clear that you belong to him and that there will be bad consequences if you decide to press charges or else.
Stalker!Aizen who installed multiple little cameras in your home, at places you will never even think about it. Such as in your plushies or in the corners of your room, they are so minimal you wouldn’t see them with the naked eye. He also has hacked your own webcam so whenever you have your laptop open, he can easily observe you.
Stalker!Aizen who sends you tons of expensive gifts such as beautiful jewelry, the prettiest and biggest bouquets of red roses and let‘s not forget about the rather inappropriate gifts. He loves to send you sexy lingerie sets or even pictures of his dick or videos of himself jerking off to your pictures.
Stalker!Aizen whose identity is a mystery to you. There are little details that you easily could put together, but he always makes sure you won’t find out his identity if he doesn’t wants it to. He loves holding you in suspense or rather in fear, he’s just as much of a sadistic psychotic man.
Stalker!Aizen who follows you at a distance home or wherever you go, when he has the time for it. Keeping an sharp eye on you and making sure no other guy becomes any bad ideas. He knows you are a beautiful woman and Men swoon over you, but let’s not forget here that you are his and his only.
Stalker!Aizen who has a own private little room in his palace in hueco mundo, where he only has access to it. It’s filled with different monitors from the many cameras he has placed in your apartment. Watching you while you take a shower, while you cook something for dinner or even when you take a damn piss. He writes your whole daily routine down on paper and as soon as there is a change he will notice it. He is totally obsessed with you and knows every fucking detail about you and your life.
Stalker!Aizen who kills everyone without hesitation who gets to close to you for his own liking. You have a date? You will never hear of this guy again, thinking he ghosted you while in reality the guy not even exists anymore. He leaves no traces because he is an complete professional and makes sure no one will ever even think about that missing person again.
Stalker!Aizen who spends his evening in his monitoring room, comfortably sitting in his chair while he watches how you satisfy yourself. He wishes that it would be him, fucking your pretty pussy with his throbbing thick cock instead of your dildo or vibrator but he is a patient man. So he observes gracefully while stroking his hardened pretty length and having his orgasm right on time while you reach yours so beautifully.
Stalker!Aizen who once watched you while you had Sex with your Ex Boyfriend before he made sure he will go disappearing. Just because he wanted to find out what makes you tick or makes you worked up so when he‘s the one to get to pound your pretty cunt, he will do so much better. He‘s determined that one day you will go crazy after him and his dick that you will never even think about anything else but him again.
Stalker!Aizen who easily and innocently sneaks into your life after observing you for a long time. Appearing randomly at your workplace as an customer, visiting the same bars and supermarkets as you and slowly but perfectly befriending you. After a time of course he would ask you out, giving you the best time of your whole life without letting you know who he really is.
Stalker!Aizen who still would keep up the act as your Stalker even though he already had claimed you as his own. Gently reassuring you that everything will be alright and that he will protect you from this crazy Stalker. While in Reality he’s just a little too wicked for his own good and gets heavily turned on by your fear and the fact that you don’t know that the guy who fucks you every night is your Stalker.
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Imagine being Uryu Ishida’s twin sister:
[01]
As Uryu’s twin sister you are going to be the complete opposite of each other.
I’m talking like this man becomes a doctor, while you thrive in being a supermodel. (Your father is very proud of both of you equally.)
Ryuken Ishida is a cold man like, sparkly vampire level skin cold, but the man is the type to crack with his only daughter. (Definitely loves you more than Uryu, but does not want you to be a supermodel.)
You are something that Uryu and your father can agree on, which is your happiness and health is a top priority for them. (God help the poor soul that dates you.)
Now Ishida genes are strong, meaning you are going to be a beautiful individual and the princess of your school. (You’re basically the Prince Yuki.)
So, when people at school connect the dots that Uryu is your brother it confuses them because how is the most visible person twins with the most invisible person. (You both would be in the #1 spot on the board but you sometimes forget to write your name leaving you in second place.)
You are the reason Uryu is so good at sewing because when you were little your adored princess dresses and dressing up in general, so to make you happy he would make you dresses to show off in. (As you got older you still wore outfits he would make you.)
You also are talented when it comes to art as you will make paintings and they are hanging up all around your home. (It relates to your Quincy powers.)
Your Quincy powers that you knew nothing about until later when Uryu and you were injured that rainy night when some red pineapple guy and a handsome man were trying to take Rukia.
Next thing you know you have some weird hat man telling you, you’re a thing called a Quincy and your twin has been keeping you in the dark this whole time. (Kisuke Urahara is a fire starter.)
One day while Uryu is training to be better to protect you, you want to protect him but your powers come out as a form of frustration when you’re painting and suddenly the butterfly you were painting comes to life and off the page. (Think more like Sai from Naruto, but it’s spiritual energy/light instead of ink.)
Ryuken and Uryu wanted you to have a semi-normal life, so they shield you from the truth until Kisuke spilt the beans. (Your father does find him and threatens him to stay away from you because he’s a pervert.)
Every man who looks at you for too long is a pervert to them, which leads us back to the man who dates you.
The lucky boy who dates you is our baby boy Ichigo Kurosaki!
Ichigo Kurosaki, who never follows a crowd, couldn't help falling for your charm.
The first time he saw you was when these delinquents were bullying a kid and before Ichigo could intervene, you stepped in from carrying a paint can to the art room. (You tried asking them nicely to leave the boy alone, and when they didn’t you had to beat the leader with the paint can causing the other to run away.)
He found it admirable how you were willing to help others even when the other guy was bigger than you.
From there he would see you around a lot whether it was helping someone carry papers, or coaching his little sister’s soccer team, or even walking past his window one morning after delivering something for your father to his dad. (He didn't know who your father was!)
It wasn’t a total shock that he didn’t notice Uryu’s presence next to you in the halls since his eyes were solely on you once you entered a room.
Uryu and Ichigo hate each other [despite being besties], but they’re goal is to keep you safe since they don’t know at the time you have Quincy powers.
This leads to how much Kisuke and Yoruichi love a grand entrance, because while the core three is training with cat Yoruichi and Ichigo is with the candy shop gang, you’re being trained by both of them in secret.
Jaws on the floor when on the day of departure to the soul society and you come in on a giant bird made of light, jumping off of it into Ichigo’s waiting arms.
It was in that moment you saw potential in Ichigo Kurosaki playing the part of your prince charming you dreamed of as a little girl.
BONUS
When Ryuken walks into your room and finds a note saying not only have you been training to protect Uryu but Ichigo! (He called Isshin to tell [threaten] he keep his filthy son away from his daughter.)
…..Isshin immediately burst into tears to express his joy to the portrait of his wife that they were going to have a new daughter-in-law for the future.
Imagine the family dinners/vacations. Ryuken would be glaring at Isshin half the time 😭

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Greece mythology au
I’m so proud of this work
IM GLITCHING OUT THIS IS EVERYTHING
Average way us Shinji fans view him 🙏🏻
It is such a nice feeling to be rewarded with a nice a person after going through hardships with another. It mends you. The compensation for all the betrayal you went through and it lets you finally experience happiness and acceptance.
Shinji was the perfect person to appear in Hinamori's life after what she went through. I think of at as, he was an amendment to her. After the shock and betrayal she went through with Aizen, let alone the mental, the physical damage he put her though. Hinamori was for sure down and would find it really hard to trust anybody ever again. But then Shinji showed up. With all his goofiness and good naturedness and easy going personality (and momo is such a delicate soul.) And he helped mend her.
My exact words! Shinji's such a sun. The way that he understands people's hearts and their grief because he has gone through similar stuff, and how he continues to warm their hearts (even passively) is such an overlooked characteristic of him. For all his silliness and flirty attitude, he's the kind of man I'd feel safe around.