You're a still-life starlet

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...This thing on? Hello?

I like space (specifically the robots), and I write for JoJo's Bizarre Adventure and Bleach. Mostly for one grumpy marine biologist and the gaze of a sunny spot, but let's explore and see what inspires me.

You can ask me anything about JoJo, Bleach, or anything you see on my blog. You can also drop me asks!

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Master List

Bleach

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

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The Poetry of Earth (Geophony) - Aizen Sōsuke × Reader

NSFW, 18+ only. Minors, do not interact. Some angst.

This has lived in my mind's eye for so long. Finally putting this on virtual paper feels so good. I was going to wait for the weather to be right, but Happy Valentine's Day to you all!

Thanks to @mukenaizen for being my accidental beta-reader when Tumblr posted this too early. Honestly, it was a good confidence boost.

We're counting this for "Absence that Aches" on the bingo card.

It lives like the sound of gentle tides and the warmth of sunlight in your memory. A vision burned into your eyelids and dreams, of the rise and fall of his chest beneath the sheets. Soft pillows doused in the scent of the two of you. Beyond the bedding, he's left the sliding doors open to watch the rain dripping off of the eaves and beyond the engawa.

Summer in Seireitei didn't have enough days like that, when the rain brought much-needed succor from the heat. Mornings where he could take the glasses off and just lay in bed with you and admire both the sight of you in afterglow and the rain. Life seemed so slow and easy back then, when the two of you could exist in moments where time, too, seemed to bend to his will.

You still recall the way his scent mixed with the rain, ozone and amber blending with the petrichor. The way his neck muscles flexed when he moved his head to face you. The unending fire burning in his eyes and subtle softening of harsh angles when his gaze rediscovered you.

"Have I rendered you speechless, my dove?"

You used to worship that devious smile and that wickedness he once kept private. Even his voice, so much softer than the tone that once commanded hollows, blends with the sound of the rain in your memory.

Your heart skipped a beat as the blankets shifted with his body, twisting to face you. And then his lips found your own again, returning to once more steal your very breath. His mouth burned your skin as he moved down to grace your neck with the same rare adoration. Aizen's broad hand left your face to press into the tatami and hold himself up over you as his knees slid between your legs again.

"I think this weather will keep us out of the lab today. Don't you agree?"

He had you again, then. He sighed against your skin when he pressed himself into your heat. He lost himself in idle appreciation of your curves and the thrill of playing your body like a well-loved instrument, pulling pretty sounds from your lips with deft fingers. Your own hands were drawn in by the way his hair framed his face, disheveled and looking so much like the reserved lieutenant he once was.

He wound your body up with slow, savouring rolls of his hips, until he'd pulled madness and doubt and thought from your mind. And as your pleasure began to crest, he began to speak of things that a man like Aizen Sōsuke had no right to profess. Things that you hear in faint echoes on the wind, even now.

A hand found your jaw to guide your eyes to his own, so he could revel in your expression as you came apart underneath him. So he could see that precise moment where your heart was his, before he too gave in to the crashing waves between you.

The emotion he held in his expression in the aftermath, of something deep and whole, comes to you in quiet moments. Ah, what you wouldn't give to waste another day with him like that. Even now, the rain falls and you'd swear you can feel-

But no.

Your bed is empty now. The rain bitterly cold.

It's been a year since he stepped through that Garganta. A year since his sentencing. A year since he last held you in his arms. A year since your heart was whole.

But before that all-consuming loneliness swallows you, a thought worms its way in: in time, you'll both move mountains to reach each other. He's done crazier things, hasn't he? Haven't you?

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Reblogging for Bleach Week 2026 - "Rain"

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How Does It Feel? Kyoraku Shunsui × Reader

NSFW, 18+ only. Minors, do not interact. Pregnancy mention.

For @villainsrtasty after my wonderful crazy diary request. Welcome back, girlie. Here's the thirstiest thing I've ever written. Girl, look what you've done to me!

Post-TYBW.

He needs it like this some nights. Where he's gone mute and just lays back and turns his brain all the way off.

His new job is so stressful. Too stressful. How in world did he end up saddled with the task of rebuilding Seireitei? He just wants to repopulate it, and how better to do it then getting lost in the feeling of your cunt squeezing around him? This feeling, you bouncing up and down on his length so slowly and letting him feel every inch of your insides? He'll die for this.

"Mm, that's- that's perfect." His hands palm your ass greedily, squeezing and kneading the flesh while he watches how your lips stretch around him, and oh, he wishes he could taste you right now. Needs you to come on his tongue and his cock. He settles for circling your clit with his thumb while he rocks his hips up into you, savouring the taste that still lingers on his tongue.

His eyes follow a bead of sweat down your body, between the valley of your breasts, and you're so pretty. Too good for him.

"Oh, ngh, Shunsui-"

Oh. Oh you need to- There. There's his good girl. Good girl. You're gorgeous when you cum on him. So, so tight. "Pretty," he mumbles as he watches your spine arch and your head fall back. His hand on your hip guides your movement through your orgasm, keeping you fluttering around his thick cock. You're such a vision on top of him like this.

When he tumbles after you, it's with a deep, chest-rumbling groan and thick ropes of cum filling you up. Oh, you'd look so beautiful if it stuck.

Shunsui's chest heaves while he recovers himself, petting your fallen form in turn.

After he regains his sanity, his eyes fall to the neglected pile of documents on his desk. He sighs.

"...Nanao's going to kill us both if you keep distracting me, petal."

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Forgot how to get home after a night out (my delusion is thinking I'm above GPS), now realising how easily I would get lost in Las Noches.

Do you think he would take pity on me, or use Kyoka Suigetsu to make it worse?

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BLEACH x LAM: Aizen Sousuke

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I'll get to your asks eventually, sorry. These past few weeks have been difficult for me and my family. I'm still here, just dealing with some grief.

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Ask box, I see you. Will address some of these this weekend. I'm just getting over a sickness!

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Hello everyone!

To celebrate Bleach's final season coming out in July, I've decided to host a week-long celebration of the much-loved series!

♥︎ Please reblog to spread the word and use the hashtag #bleachweek2026 when posting

♥︎ Event starts on 19-July-2026 and ends on 25-July-2026

♥︎ Prompt submissions end at 11AM EST on 07-June-2026

♥︎ Prompt list will be announced the night (EST) of 07-June-2026

♥︎ Entries allowed for both writers and artists

♥︎ Each day will consist of three possible prompts, two of which will be Bleach-themed, and one of which will be more 'generic'

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Passionfruit - Aizen Sosuke x Reader

How long has he had you like this, and will he ever let you go?

NSFW. 18+. Minors, do not interact. Happy belated birthday to this sexy sexy man.

Hueco Mundo chills you to the very bone. It's so bitterly cold in this land of Hollows. Cold and lonely honestly, given the massive size of the palace you find yourself in.

But tonight, strangely, your lord has deigned to collect you, a shepherd tending to a stray, and guide you back into your rightful place.

"There. You're a vision like this, my dove." His voice only adds to the heady trance you find yourself in. Aizen holds your hips down on his lap, keeping his thick (it's so nice inside you) cock tucked inside your warmth. "Doesn't it feel good? You fit me so perfectly." He's had you like this for so long you've almost become numb to it. Kept still and perched in his lap and on display like a prized jewel in too large and too open a room. How long have you been here? Hours? It's all so foggy...

The cool air licks at your naked body, caressing your knees and your spread thighs, while a draft you don't remember laps at your nipples to keep them stiff for your lord's enjoyment. The cold is a hypnotic contrast with the warm, unbothered breath at your neck and the hot flesh at your back.

His hands, too, are warm and vicious in their precision. They work to remind you of your predicament, keeping you aware and wanting. A pinched nipple makes your heart palpitate. A gentle tease to your clit to make you whine for him all over again. Or he shifts in his seat, to remind you of the thick length currently stretching your insides. Pleasant and warm and filling, until phantom motion gives you a sweet taste of friction, and reminds you of how good it could feel if he just moved!

"Sosuke...! Will you please-"

He hushes you and squeezes your hips. You're so good, he could keep you in his lap like this forever. He should, really. He deserves it.

"Stay still."

You're trying, lord you're trying, but oh, he's a wicked man! Stroking your sides appreciatively, keeping your back pressed to his chest. "You're doing so well for me," he soothes, his breath sending a shiver down your neck. "Let me feel you a while longer." And then his hands are moving again, sliding down between your legs again to-

"Aizen-sama."

Your eyes shoot open with a gasp and your whole body tenses, but before you can make a sound, Aizen's large palm is covering your mouth.

"Ulquiorra," he responds to address the guest in the throne room, "is it time for your patrol reports already?" You're mortified, you want to squirm and cover yourself, but Aizen's pulling you back against his chest more, squeezing your thigh with a silent command to keep still. Two digits prod at your lips to press into your mouth, and then you feel his voice rumble against your back.

"Come, then. Tell me what you've found."

Aizen's tone is cool, bored, even smug. Like he's not currently holding a living sleeve down on his cock. As Ulquiorra ascends the dias, you feel lips on your ear. "Be good and you'll get your reward."

The Espada reaches the throne, and if his eyes assess, they do not linger on sight of you split open. In fact, he seems strangely unbothered. What's-

"Begin, Ulquiorra. How was your survey of the west wing?"

As the Arrancar begins, Aizen also begins to test his favourite subject. His free hand glides down your body until his digits stroke and tease your puffy slit. Your lips are parted, like he means to show you off to his subordinate, and then his fingers return to your clit. He rubs and taps the little nub as his Espada drones on about Hollow migration patterns, with Aizen himself intervening occasionally to question him. How can they both be so unphased by the indecency of your situation? How can Ulquiorra stand before your exposed sex and deliver his report to his king so easily?

When Aizen finds that rhythm that makes you moan too loudly around his fingers, he corrects you with a harsh pinch, before continuing his torment. When your spine arches and your hips begin to lift from his lap, Aizen forces your body back down, his cock breaching you even deeper. You're soaked, you can feel it when his fingertips prod and tease at the seam where your body stretches around his throbbing length. "So shameless", you can almost hear him taunt.

You want so badly to be good for him, but you whine when Ulquiorra seems to finish and Aizen squeezes your clit again, making your skin flush in embarressment. You swear you feel him smirk against your neck before the fingers are finally pulled from your mouth.

"Very good, Ulquiorra. Although I must ask: anything to report on in my throne room?"

He's trying to punish you. He must be!

The Espada blinks. "...This room, sir?"

"Yes," Aizen practically hisses as his hand wraps around your throat. You already felt like you couldn't breathe, though.

Ulquiorra turns his head to survey the room, before his gaze returns to Aizen. To you.

"No, sir." The answer shocks you. "Nothing to report."

You feel more than hear Aizen's low chuckle. "Very well. Dismissed."

Your heart doesn't beat again until the door closes behind Ulquiorra. When it does, you twist your neck to look back over your shoulder at a very smug Aizen.

"You got so tight when he came in," he murmurs as his hands grip your hips. "Did you enjoy having an audience?"

Protest bubbles up in your throat, but it's cut short as your darling leader finally, finally lifts you from his lap and brings your body back down on his length. The feeling pulls a sigh of relief from the both of you. He guides your body to bounce up and down on his cock, before he leans forward to bring his lips to your ear again.

"Tell me..." His words are just barely unsteady. "How much of it do you think I let him see?"

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Aizen makes you to cockwarm him, as a punishment AND during the one of big meetings in Las Noches 🤗

Get outta my drafts, you!

Edit to add: this is now up.

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Going into work wearing Aizen perfume to survive the suffering. Almost there!

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Do think aizen is sensitive around where the Hogyoku is?

Yes, but not in a fun way. It's a surgery site! And as I recall, that particular spot on the body is a spiritual nexus that, when hit hard enough, will seal up spiritual pressure. Makes sense that he put the Hogyoku at his spiritual core like that.

Perhaps it has settled in over time, but I imagine it's quite sensitive! No touching!

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What made Aizen one of your favourite characters in the series?

Tall, dark, and handsome has always been a weakness of mine, if I'm being honest. Particularly when they have that really soothing quality to their voice. 🤤

In the anime I grew up on, Aizen always stood at the top out as a man unlike any other. He's cunning but not hammy like other villians, Kyoka Suigetsu is very cool, he's very handsome, and of course, that "psyche, it was me" is a performance that very few can follow. I've always enjoyed his character!

But, coming back now as an adult, I find all these delightful complexities to him to that add so much intrigue! How the Espada and his wings reflect him, his worldview, his fall from grace, his relentless pursuit of ideals... I adore a character that's a little bit broken that my brain can chew on! Jotaro is similar to him in this fashion.

Beyond that, he just seems so intentional and graceful in a way I find really captivating. He writes calligraphy. He never lets the audience know when he's telling the truth or hiding it. The small but delicious glimpse we get into his heart reveals a crippling amount of lonelinesss, too, and I think that's an incredible depth for someone like him!

I could talk about him all day! But enough about me: what made him one of your favourites?

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Accepting Aizen asks for this week (but responses may be slow as I'm dying at work). You can do it anon, but I love you guys and want to know your beautiful faces.

Please understand I turn into a blushing virgin when trying to write crazy kinky shit. Go easy on me.

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NSFW. Minors, do not interact.

There's that one Arrancar Encyclopedia where Gin is confused about how Aizen gets water for his tea. The idea of water in the desert always makes me think about him showering after the journey from Soul Society. Maybe a hot bath? There's something so mesmerizing about the idea of him unwinding after a long day starting a revolution...

He'd look so sexy, with the tension not in his shoulders for once. Eyes closed, brows unknotted as he lets go for a moment. The water flowing in rivulets down the unbroken skin of his back. Soap bubbles sliding down hard muscle and- Do you think he likes the water really hot?

I bet his hair's longer when it's wet! And those sculpted hands moving with idle intention over heated skin... The thought of them wandering south is mouthwatering, but instead they slide upward into his wonderful locks. His spine arches so beautifully when he tips his head back, and then divine, scalding eyes open and aware, and then-

"You're welcome to watch, but surely you didn't sneak in here just to look, did you?"

Oh.

Oh.

He's so confident with his body, unabashedly turning to show off everything, everything, that you've been dreaming of. Lean muscle and immaculate bone structure, with hip bones that jut out just right and really accentuate the deep lines that lead to his stiffening cock, ah!

You've never gotten naked so fast in your life.

For "Exhaustion Finally Catching Up to You" for the bingo card.

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Uuu, hello there! I have a question (request) about your Arrancar Encyclopedia: rating Espada as lovers (let's put it gently), to be more specific about your thoughts on Zommari Rureaux and the ultimate sub experience with him. I understand that he can fully control your moves and all, and since you can't to anything about it it can be called ultimate submission, yes. But how do you think he'd use reader? In what creative ways? Cause there has to be something more to this freak than simply making you lay still and wait for him haha.

Hello starving Zommari fan! I don't usually write for him, but I gotchu covered. We both seem to be fans of hypnotic men, hm?

NSFW. Minors do not interact.

I agree entirely, it would be a waste of Amor's potential to make you lay there and wait. But with a leash like this, maybe he makes you wait and watch him play with himself to teach you discipline and restraint? Maybe he doesn't let you leave his chambers? You don't have anywhere else to be, right?

Instead of simply "use me", maybe it's more like...

"use me" but he wants you arranged as a beautiful nude sculpture for his eyes only,

"use me" but he's giving you a very thorough lesson on how to suck his cock,

"use me" but you didn't know you were that flexible,

"use me" but he's still letting the sound flow from you naturally,

"use me" but have you really been good enough to deserve it?

"use me" but he's making you squeeze so tight,

"use me" but he's already made you cum so many times and won't let you stop bouncing on it.

So many wonderful possibilities if you learn to embrace your body being puppeteered, dear. ;)

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Hello dear!

Not so much a confession but a random thought. Imagine in a parallel universe where the Espadas are ranked based on sexual performance/skills and you come along and he isn’t even sure where to rank you and so he goes on one knee and proposes instead 💍



Gskskssksksk oh darling, you shouldn't have! 👰‍♀

Who knows what his logic is (did he try them all?) but I can certainly put them in tiers based on my own opinion!

Arrancar Encyclopedia: Sexspada Ranking

Gin did not co-sign this episode. Crack and opinions.

NSFW, 18+ only. Minors, do not interact.

Forbidden, You Might Die and Like It S-Tier

Szayelaporro Granz

Not my type, but

You know he's a freak, I know he's a freak. Aizen knows he's a freak.

Has toys, is not afraid to use them.

"The safe word is your last breath"

You will experience an orgasm so intense your brain literally explodes.

Will die but 100/10

Bisexual Panic A-Tier

Tier Harribel & Grimmjow Jaegerjaques

These two will be the death of me!

Grimmjow doggy (don't tell him) style breeding kink potential is through the roof 📈📈

Harribel though 🥵🥵🥵

I want her to dom me

Those thighs, my hips, my face-

Please don't tell my husband

"Could Fuck" B-Tier

Zommari Rureaux & Nnoitra Gilga

Zommari is not my cup of tea, but Aizen did give him Ecstasy as his aspect of death, so maybe he knows something we don't?

Amor is the ultimate sub experience (Sosuke, you kind of a freak)

I hate Nnoitra, but I feel like he fucks.

Very selfish lover. Mean. Wants you to call him daddy.

But is big so maybe that makes up for it?

"Doesn't Fuck" C-Tier

Coyote Starrk & Ulquiorra Cifer

I adore Starrk but he is not trying. He's 100% laying back and letting you do all the work. Sometimes that's what you need, though?

Your breasts are the only pillows he will ever need again. Definitely suckling your nipples to self-soothe.

I'm sorry Ulquiorra girlies. I just don't think he gets the sex!

That doesn't mean he isn't willing to learn!

You're probably his first, and have the wonderful oppurtunity to open his eyes and reach his heart. He clearly takes direction well. ;)

PASS D-Tier

Yammy Llargo & Baraggan Louisenbairn

Size queens are welcome to step on up and test their limits with Yammy.

Good luck fitting that down your throat though. 🙏

Will rip you in half.

Baraggan could probably get it back in day, but will throw out his back now.

Also Respira makes this a no-no!

Please Don't, Hell-Tier

Aaroniero Arruruerie

Unless you're into the tentacles?

Face-swapping could be fun...

"Eat you out" just got a whole new meaning.

I'm sorry, that was vile

Thank you to @villainsrtasty for this ask! These are just my 1AM opinions. Would be happy for discussion!