based on this ... couldn't find the sub version, but I've seen both dub and sub of bleach and i actually like both ^.^

Jūshirō places a stack of photographs in front of you wordlessly, flustered and rose-pink all over. You lift a brow, interest piqued by whatever has your husband — usually so composed — in such a bashful state.

His flush deepens as you start to giggle, eyes raking over his lithe form pinned to a tree by kunai scattered all throughout his haori. The first picture is of him fully clothed … and the succeeding ones are of him in various states of undress.

"I did not ask for those to be taken," he explains, but as your giggles turn into something stronger, he can't fight the smile that creeps onto his own face. "Soifon … ambushed me! I had to beg to get them back … or else they would have printed them in The Seireitei Communication!"

You suddenly become very serious, holding the pictures close to your chest. "No one can see you like this … I'll have to fight women off in droves! Good thing they didn't publish these…"

His eyes, creased by years of your shared laughter, squint in amusement. "I highly doubt that, my love. No one would dare think they'd have a chance against you in a battle for my affection."

You bat your lashes, taking one final peek at the images before tucking them into your Shihakushō. "Hm, I suppose you're right … but just in case, I'll be holding onto these."

divider by @pixopix

Bleach commission for @seireiteihellbutterfly (❁´◡`❁) Ukitake and S/I snuggling (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Ngl sitting on his lap and playing with his hair would fix me ~~ Other: Commission info Bleach OC's Ukitake, Kyoraku and S/I

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

⭒ pairing: jushiro ukitake x gn! reader. ⭒ requested by @dragon-anon ⭒ inspired on the song: 𝄞 J's lullaby (darling I'll wait for you) by D. Bailey 𝄞 ⭒ tw: SPOILERS MANGA CH. 621! angsty as fuck. I'M SORRY. It's sweet though; but the song... | wc: 0.4k

White strands tickling on your arms. Cold hands around your waist, and a moon you know it could be your last.

A soft song, in between destruction, plays like a caress to your broken hearts.

Nobody knows him like you do; and the taste of his blood is the acrid flavour of a reality you wouldn’t ever accept.

But tonight, you do.

“Is it really necessary, lovely?” you ask, one more time. Even if the answer is already very clear.

“My sweet, (Name)…” he sighs, kissing the bridge of your nose as both bodies move in unison to slow melodies.

Jushiro has decided that his faith had always been this. He knew his life lasted as long as it did because of this moment. He couldn’t hide it from you anymore, even if you always knew.

You prayed. You cried and begged.

“Don’t do it, lovely. Don’t do it, Jushiro… please. I wish you could give me some more time…” “It is only, and because of you. I need to protect you… please, understand…”

You knew, and you would have given him the Sun, the stars, all of the time if he asked you to… he could have your universe, too.

And the song, of that last night, keeps playing. Dancing, to an inevitable ending you both drift.

Jushiro promises, wiping the tear pooling in your cheek, that it wouldn’t be the end.

But please, darling… I wish that you could give me some more time. You haven’t been mine enough time….

But the shadow on his back, and the hand that stopped his life. And the inked that spilled until he fell into your arms, with the sweetest smile on pale lifeless lips.

He saved you. Yes. He gave you time. To you. To your friends. and for the whole universe too.

The sky you wanted to hold in your arms, it was all for you.

And he will always be yours, but not this time. You will wait for him, or he will wait for you…