the kenpachi.

[incorrctbleach]

Ichigo: I think you tried to kill me at some point.

Kenpachi: That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.

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someone write with me.

[mxntis]

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    “Either stand up and fight or stay down like the bug you are.”

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ooc;; When you are the most inactive motherfucker in the fandom but someone actually tags you on their appreciation list. ♥

[terriamon]

reblog if (ง︡’-‘︠)ง

[gracebeforeviolence-a-blog]

it’s never late for crack. my clock has the name crack instead of numbers all over it.

[predatorio]

CRACK O’CLOCK

[deusuprema]

          unawaited, though never truly unexpected; zaraki kenpachi, known to DELIGHT desolation with perpetual battlecries & flood the earth with streams of blood, albeit not the individual a restrained man could have hoped for, was better than NOTHING. perhaps they could provide each other entertainment. “ it’s pointless to ask an ILLUSION if it is an illusion, isn’t it ? zaraki kenpachi. ”

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     ". . ." There was another way to prove whether he was an illusion or not, but engaging in a pointless battle with the infamous Sousuke Aizen was not a considered great idea. Even a barbarian like Zaraki acknowledged the capability of the other's shikai, and he knew it would be an incredibly frustrating factor if he were to fight him. He already suffered enough boredom when he had to deal with Tousen's bankai, and this would be similar. "I guess you're an illusion then. That's fuckin' annoying, y'know? Why don't you leave that bullshit for later. 'You afraid I find the real you?"

[a-badheart-deactivated20241028]

                 That mess wasn’t his problem, though he rather would have his peace again in Hueco Mundo. Finally rid of Aizen and another idiot comes, who seriously could be even worse than that bastard. “Yer miss somethin’ … that was a long, long time ago,” he brought out between gritted teeth, trying to contain his rising anger which often brought him into unfortunate situations. “An ol’ fart like ya, ain’t land a damn hit on me, hmh … most likely ya gonna hurt yerself more,” bringing out a smirk as he held Pantera in front of him. 

               “Says the guy who’s goin’ to die.” 

There was no reason for the Sexta to let this one live, even though circumstances told otherwise as everyone was needed but … one less wouldn’t hurt. But he had to give the other some credit, that reiatsu was impressive but it wouldn’t stop the Panther one bit to do what he was about to do. Always the urge to prove himself, showing who the strongest was and that he deserved to be respected and what better could show this if not a fight? — Not even after a second, he let his fingers scratch along the blade and spoke the word “Grind~”  to release his Resurrección form, which enveloped him first in a powerful storm, features changing into something more agile and feline like as he soon showed his released form once the dust clears. 

It felt good to be back in this form, sprouting a wide, sharp toothed grin as he preferred this far more, not just the increase in power but also because he had wandered for a way too long time as a mere beast around. “Gotta love to rip that stupid smirk off ya face, Shinigami!” It’s been a while since he had won a fight, defeating this guy definitely would make up for the fails in the past. Without really knowing with whom he was dealing, the Arrancar dashed forward, speed much like of a lightning as Grimmjow appeared right in front of the tall male, jumping up as his clawed hand shot forward to pretty much rip the other’s face off. ~

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    "You got guts to say somethin' like that." His confidence would be the bane of his life. Yet he couldn't complain, he seemed strong after all, and he was right about something, a lot of time had passed since that unfortunate time for the self-called king. If he were to choose an enemy to combat with, it wouldn't be him, but the reckless arrancar would serve as a warm up for the upcoming battles. A familiar excitement filled the Kenpachi. Another war had unleashed right in front of his eyes, and his job was to dive into that hell and slay everyone stupid enough to call themselves the enemies of Soul Society.  "Let's see if it's not just yer pride talkin'."

    From that point he just observed as the other released his power, wondering how long it would take him to transform. Nnoitra had come up four extra arms and as many weapons as he wished. The big one whose name he failed to remember -mostly because he didn't care about it- had grown in size and, consequently, in strenght as well. The difference between those two so-called 'Resurrections' were tremendous, but if he had to expect something from the arrancar who now stood before him, he would say his power would be substancially stupid. Perhaps something that made him faster or attack from a distance. Whichever was the case, the Kenpachi would fight him as the other wouldn't take a no for an answer, and truth be told, Zaraki was known for engaging in senseless battles.

     And at last there he was, showing off his ivory armor with a stupid grin on his lips. "Huh, not really what I expec--" He was not permitted to go on, the brand new arrancar had disappeared from his sight and re-appeared right in front of him, with one of his claws rapidly attempting to reach his face. As quickly as his reflexes allowed him, a hand came up to intercept the attack, catching Grimmjow's by his wrist not before he succesfuly damaged him. Blood began running down his cheek from the fresh wound under his eye. "Look at that." He hardened his grip with incredible force, expecting Grimmjow's bones to crack, yet they didn't. "You're lucky I'm not wearin' my eyepatch, otherwise ya' would have done the same stupid thing Nnoitra did." A sadistic grin appeared on his face and the Kenpachi lifted the arrancar by his arm as if he was but a bag of dirty clothes and then smashed him against the ground, leaving him a few feet away from the shinigami.

     With fingertips he caressed the injury, wiping some of the blood off his hard features. "You fuckin' bitch, that hurt." And then he took his hand to the hilt of his sword, unsheathing it without a second thought. "I hope you're fast enough, or else you won't last a minute." He slightly leaned forward and then launched himself towards the blue-haired arrancar, his sword cutting the ground open as he moved, obviously aiming for the enemy. "Dodge." He finally whispered.

[ephonajizabel]

Okay so, anyone who knows me knows that I love the Pendulum Arc of Bleach so, of course, it’s one of the few volumes I own

In the back of the volume, they have the results of the fourth Bleach Popularity Poll

Pretty normal, right?

I just about lost it when I saw the rest of the results:

These are the ones that got 42 votes or less.  People actually voted for these:

And stuff that I couldn’t edit right like “The dried persimmon Gin gave Rangiku”, “The chocolate Nanao tried to give Shunsui”, “Yoruichi in Kiyone Kotetsu’s imagination”, “The blood Ukitake spits out” and “The sixth grader who beat up Karin”

People actually voted for these

This is now the best volume ever

[simonlewis]

[predatorio]

  when you want to rp but friends want to go out to eat tacos

        and you want tacos.

[a-badheart-deactivated20241028]

               “Sort of,” he gave out with a small smirk. With Aizen gone, could he still call himself a Sexta, an Espada? It didn’t matter that much for the Arrancar in the end, he had improved over the time, there was no need for a number or rank anymore, his name alone should prove him worthy enough. “Heh, yer truly thought ya could get rid of us all?” Grimmjow had to laugh, the excitement already rising as he couldn’t await to slay this man. 

             “Gonna lov’ to kill Nnoitra’s killer.” He had seen a bit of the fight, remembering finally who that man was though that name was still unknown to him. “Not out of revenge, but simply finishin’ in what Nnoitra had obviously failed!” With that he drew his Zanpakuto out of its sheath, already tempted to use Resurrección form. 

             “C’mon, show me all ya got, should be a fair fight after all.” 

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     "Huh?" He couldn't help the derisive grin that grew on his lips. The demeanor he showed was not that different from Nnoitra's, Zaraki noticed, yet he doubted that fighting Grimmjow would be the right choice when so many, and probably stronger, enemies ran around in the chaos they were all involved in. A tilt of his head and the Kenpachi laughed. He guessed this would be a good warm-up

     "Kill me? Are you that stupid? It's simple logic. Ichigo defeated you, Nnoitra defeated Ichigo, and I killed that bastard." Although he didn't seem to like the idea of fighting the arrancar, his long fingers wrapped around the hilt of his zampakuto, showing a certain excitement in his only visible eye.

          "You're the lowest on the food chain.                     But I'll kick yer ass if you really want ta’ fight me."

[sncwwhitequeen-deactivated20160]

sticks and stones —-

worse has certainly been said of him, none of it worth her anger, and this is no different. with no exact response garnered, lips turn with a smile —- warm and kind, perhaps even her alternative to a confirmative nod. unless prompted farther, it’s all she’ll give.

“ —- is ayasegawa-san around?”

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   "No."      he bluntly answered.        "He went out to get Ikkaku a haircu-- "

     Only when the sentence left his lips the Captain realized what was wrong      with it. A click of his tongue was heard. Perhaps the fifth place was trying      to measure how much interest he had in their activities, which was proven      to be little— A blink and Zaraki looked at the small girl again.          "Those idiots must be somewhere drinking. What do ya' want with him?"

[predatorio]

ooc;; the new chapter is BULLSHIT.

[niknak79]

[askthedevilsnestgang]

Greed as the boss in a Devil’s Nest office AU