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[kingvlion]

What Have I Become, My Sweetest Friend?

[niscuit-gravy]

一 Chrysanthemum: Truth and Innocence

[incorrctbleach]

Nanao, to Kyoraku: I'd ask if you were always this obnoxious but I already know the answer.

[shayinstarlight]

Day 24 of Angstember: Yamamoto Genryusai x reader

TOTALLY not correct of anything-just made that shit up

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@shayinstarlight

The training grounds were silent but for the slow sweep of autumn leaves. Yamamoto stood alone, Ryūjin Jakka leaning against the wooden railing, the faint glow of its sealed form casting a long orange streak on the ground.

You shuffled into the courtyard, a blanket draped over your shoulders. Your steps were soft, but he felt you there instantly — the same way he had felt you for hundreds of years.

“You’re awake.” His voice was deep and gravelled from age, yet still filled the air with quiet command. He didn’t look back. He couldn’t — not yet.

You smiled faintly. “Couldn’t sleep. The wind felt nice.”

His brow twitched. He had once loved how you slipped into his solitude so easily. Now, every quiet visit felt like a goodbye.

You came to stand beside him, looking out at the moon-washed field. His massive hand, scarred from centuries of war, reached for you almost unconsciously. Your smaller fingers slid into his palm, fragile but warm.

“I remember the first time I came here,” you murmured. “You were still Ryūjin no Saijō — wild, terrifying. The young shinigami all whispered about the fire dragon man who would either save the Seireitei or burn it down.”

“Hmph.” He huffed, but it lacked amusement. “And yet you stayed.”

“I stayed because you were kind when no one else dared be.” You leaned your head against his arm. “You saw me when I was no one. You always did.”

Silence stretched. The night breeze stirred the leaves — and stirred the fire inside him that he could never seem to make gentle enough for you.

Then you coughed. Soft at first, then harder — each one shaking your whole body. His arm came around you instantly, steady, but he didn’t speak. He’d learned words couldn’t chase away this sickness.

When you caught your breath again, you whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Yamamoto’s jaw tightened. “For what.”

“For leaving you alone. For… being mortal.”

The old captain’s fingers trembled around yours — a rare, fragile break in his mountain-like steadiness. “Do not speak as though you are gone already.”

But you smiled anyway, tired and beautiful. “Genryūsai… we both know I don’t have much time. And you — you have centuries still. You will keep protecting them. You will keep fighting.”

His throat closed. For a man who had commanded legions, he found no order strong enough to keep you here. He had burned armies to ash — but what was fire against time?

“I was never afraid of hollows, or war,” you whispered. “I was only afraid that you would forget me.”

He turned then, finally — and for a heartbeat, the great Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni looked not like a commander but like a man, ancient and breaking. He pressed your forehead to his, rough and warm.

“I have outlived thousands,” he said, voice low and shaking. “But I will never forget you. My fire remembers. Always.”

You closed your eyes against the sting of tears. “Good. That’s all I wanted.”

When the end came, it was quiet. You asked, with what strength you had, to see the gardens one last time. He carried you there himself — massive hands gentle as he settled you on a bench among the autumn leaves. You leaned into his chest, listening to his heartbeat, until your own slowed.

Ryūjin Jakka’s flames flared once, soft and sorrowful, as your spirit slipped free.

For the first time in centuries, the Captain-Commander bowed his head and wept -silent, shaking, his fire burning bright enough to light the whole night sky, as if trying to keep you warm one last time.

[maounosekai]

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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[danceshirayuki]

remind me — s. kyoraku x fem!reader amnesia au , post war au

prologue wc : 512

“Captain Kurotsuchi, here’s the report on the strange reiatsu that appeared within the ​​Precipice World.” Akon said as he held the tablet up to the scientist. Mayuri took it and read through it, “It’s about equivalent to a lutientents, but it isn’t from any of the squad’s lutientents.”.

“Do you have any idea where the person is now?” Mayuri asked, “Not yet sir, I’ve sent some people out to find the person." Akon responded. Mayuri only nodded before leaving his lab.

"Strange Reiatsu?" Kyoraku asked, looking over at Nanao. "Like Yhwach strange or just normal strange?" He asked. "We're not sure, Captain Kurotsuchi just reported it." Nanao answered. "Well, guess I should go check it out." He said, pushing himself up from the ground.

Kyoraku grabbed his pink kimono and put it over his shoulders as he went to leave, "I'll join you." Nanao said as she came to follow. "You don't have too-" "You'll get distracted if I don't." She said. Kyoraku only gave a small huff, but didn't protest further.

"This is where it was strongest, correct?" Kyoraku asked as they arrived in the area. "Yes sir." Nanao said, looking over the report one more time. Kyoraku looked around, his gray eyes glanced around the area until he felt the reiatsu. He followed it into an abandoned area of the district.

That's where he found a person in human clothing unconscious on the ground, her hand seemed to be clenched around something tightly. He knelt down, only to feel that she was the one causing the strange reiatsu.

“Head Captain, did you find something?” Nanao asked as she quickly rounded the corner. She looked at the human on the ground. “A human?” She asked, looking a bit confused. “I guess so, she seems to be holding something.” He said, reaching down to touch her hand.

The moment his fingers grazed it, she shifted and her hand clenched the item tighter. From what he could tell, it wasn’t a Quincy cross. Kyoraku only hummed as he picked the woman up. “Ah, Captain-!” “I’ll take her to Squad 4, let Isane look over her.” Kyoraku said.

Nanao only sighed, “You’re too soft on woman Captain, you don’t even know who she is or if she’s dangerous.”. “Then I’ll just hope she isn’t dangerous.” Kyoraku said. “I’ll inform Squad 12 about this then.” Nanao said, and quickly used shunpo to disappear. Kyoraku only nodded and did the same to head towards Squad 4.

It wasn't long before the female was taken to be treated, which she appeared to have no outward injuries. “She isn’t conscious, but for some reason her body is reacting to the object in her hand defensively.” Isane said.

Kyoraku nodded, “Is she human? A Quincy?” he asked. “She’s just human, maybe she’s similar to Orihime and Sado?” Isane answered. Kyoraku nodded, “I’ll see if I can get ahold of the Kurosaki group and see if they know her.” he waved as he went to leave. “Let me know when she wakes up.” he said as Isane nodded.

[thunderingblacksteel]

[bleachhaven]

“Do not live bowing down. You must die standing up.” - Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni