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Chained

Rating: E

Summary:

Seireitei has fallen. The pre-emptive strike of the Wandenreich takes a devastating toll on the Gotei 13. Vice-captain Kuchiki Rukia leads what remains of her division through the fallen city in hopes of reaching the Kuchiki senkaimon so the Shinigami can regroup in the Human World. But even the simplest of plans can go awry and when she is captured by a flame-haired Sternritter, the three realms will never be the same again.

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/31487287

Chapter 1: Chained Up (FF/ao3)

Two of a Kind

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by Mako_After_Dark

Before he met Rukia Kuchiki, omega Ichigo Kurosaki resigned himself to a life alone. She teaches him that the world is not as cut and dried as it seems, but is it enough to get him to lower all of his walls to her?

Merry Christmas to my Secret Santa giftee Hesesols!

(Part of the Ichiruki Secret Basement Holiday Gift Exchange 2022)

Words: 4021, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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Goodbye, and thank you

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by Flos_Ignis

Set in chapter 423 of the manga, the farewell between Rukia and Ichigo. Our protagonist’s thoughts as he is forced to say goodbye to the person who changed his world. Written in one go, this flash-fic came forcefully out of my heart after reviewing those pages so painful that I shed a few tears of emotion: it is one of my favorite moments, because it is full of so much feelings that it breaks my heart with an almost cruel sweetness. English isn’t my first language, sorry for any mistakes!

Words: 496, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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ichiruki (and ishihime) compilations again

1&2. yall know this is what we deserved…. kurosaki-kuchiki-ishida-inoue family supremacy 

3. rukia in devon aoki’s met gala fit! THEE og rukia faceclaim 

4. just a doodle… i want them to be Tender

5. inner world

6. vague feudal au

7. i will flesh out lucifuge one day i promise

8. ghosts of past and present

Adventures in fandom friendships with Jess and her Bleach friends.

@mizulily (Rodella) has homework she has to do. So I have told her that so long as she does it, she will receive in return, and I quote: “Ishihime popsicle smut”. 

Fandom is a weird place. But it is a wonderful place. 

Jess is an enabler of SIN AND I AM BEING BRIBED

#ishihime popsicle smut lmao what’s next on our downward journey to hell tbh I submit to you: Ichiruki chef au with countertop sex and letting the éclairs BURN. As discussed with @queenwinry last night: Ichiruki “sorry, can’t come to lunch, i’m busy banging my hot captain boyfriend in his office” smut. Um. I could probably come up with more if you like.

I THOUGHT WE WERE JOKING ABOUT THE COUNTERTOP SEX

I never joke about countertop sex.

Oh my god jess we need to legitimately make the countertop sex chef au and office sex au a thing

I wish I was at home so I could snag our convo last night into this post, because hot damn.

Bless my favorite is still “The chicken breasts, Rukia. They’ll burn.” “LET THEM BURN”

And then they order pizza.

And then they make fun of how fake the pizza tastes in a pretentious French accent. ‘Hon hon zis bread is not even from ze Tuscany’ ‘Rukia PLEASE.’

#oh no it’s turned into fluff

DID SOMEONE SAY FLUFF

So they’re having like. the shittiest pizza in existence on the floor of the kitchen of a fIVE STAR PATISSERIE (byakuya’s) after hours and because they’re IDIOTS  i 100% guarantee the whole thing degenerates into a food fight at some point

bonus points is byakuya walks in and gets hit in the face with flying pizza crust

And Byakuya stands there, pizza sliding off his face. Ichigo quietly makes peace with his life because he is certain he is about to be murdered and his body will never be found.

Title: Pity That Byakuya Only Requires 1 Point To Jump Straight To Murder
Fandom: Bleach
Pairings: Ichiruki
Rating: Teen
Warnings: None
Summary: In which Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchiki Rukia are the worst chef/patissiers to ever grace the 5-star restaurant scene, well, ever. Didn’t anyone teach them what was and was not appropriate behaviour in the kitchen?

Shitfuck.

Look, Ichigo’s never been the eloquent type, even on the best of days, so when something like this happens he reckons he’s entitled to a pass for his not-so-graceful way of phrasing things. Rukia’s constantly ragging on him about it (never mind the fact that she has the roughest street-rat guttersnipe mouth on her when she’s pissed; oh no, he’s the one who’s apparently got to watch where he drops his relatively tame ‘fuck’s), but honestly, he’s pretty sure he’s about to die within the next five seconds so if she has a problem with him swearing she can yell at him at his funeral. He doesn’t give two shits about her and her rants about propriety– as if she can talk when she’s the one who seduced him in their kitchen last week!!– not when his tragically short life is flashing before his eyes on fast forward.

Still, he does kind of wish his last words could be a little less ‘I fucked up, I’m a human disaster’ and a little more ‘I am facing my certain annihilation with heroic calm’. Ah well. You win some, you lose some. And he’s had a relatively good run so far, he decides. Countertop sex with Rukia last week had been a definite highlight. And he’d actually gotten away with that one (and the one before that, and the one before that), so he decides to count the current tally as 5-1 to Kurosaki Ichigo. Which is, you know, quite good when one is playing against a Kuchiki.

Pity that Byakuya only requires 1 point to jump straight to ‘murder’.

mirror, mirror.

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by milkberryroll

She laughed, slightly amused at the idea that maybe her and her brother might be a little too similar, after all.

Words: 1314, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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where the heart rests, pt 1

Notes: 

A fix-it fic, of sorts. Canon-compliant. This is me, trying to grieve, trying to heal, trying to make sense of the nonsense that was the final Bleach chapter. I know there have been an influx of sad IR fics over the past month as people try to come to terms with this ending, and I promise I’ll contribute something less angsty soon for those who want to ignore the last chapter altogether. But the first step for me personally in any sort of healing process has always been understanding the cause of the pain. So this is me, trying to understand what could possibly have happened in the void ten years for us to reach… this.

This fic is canon-compliant, with all the heartbreaking implications that phrase entails. Yes, it’s going to be painful to read as an IR shipper. But despite that, I hope you’ll give it a go, because the ending to this fic (hopefully, if I’ve done my job right) embodies everything that the IR ship has ever embodied for me: faith, hope, and an unwavering courage and determination to forge on against impossible odds. The ending to this fic embodies why I won’t give up shipping them, even after ‘canon’ has ground us into the dust. In a way, I’m almost glad canon’s gone so completely off the rails; it’s given me a chance to explore the worst possible outcome for the IR ship, and demonstrate how even from these circumstances they’ll find their way back to each other. Across a thousand worlds, across a thousand lifetimes, in every AU and version of reality, in every single grain of possibility and every alternate future that Yhwach has ever seen—none of that matters. In all of those instances, they’ll find a way. As Rukia once told Ichigo all those chapters ago—they’ll always make their way back to each other, through whatever means necessary.

And I believe her. I believe them.

I want to invite you to believe with me.

Title: where the heart rests
Pairings: ichi/ruki, forever and always. eventual ishi/hime. Peripheral IH, because we’re canon-compliant. 
Warnings: IH 686-compliance i kid, I kid. No warnings. This doesn’t even have adultery in it! (Although, that might depend on your definition of what adultery is. No physical adultery in this one, at least. That’s…. coming in a different fic lmao) 
Rating: T, for tragedy teenagers and up 

Part 1// Winner, Loser, Victor, Prisoner

It was supposed to end with this.

It was supposed to end with him; the final enemy, the antithesis of all they stood for. It was supposed to end here, and they were supposed to rebuild. To heal. It was all supposed to be sunlit from now on. Everything, all of it, all their struggles and conflicts and misery, was supposed to end with Yhwach—

So then why, Rukia wonders, is it still raining?

When he stumbles back through the portal, Ishida and Renji on either side of him, the first thing Rukia notices are his eyes. She feels a trickle of something cold and fearful down her spine. She’s seen those eyes before on him. She’s seen those eyes before, and they are not the eyes of a victor.

“Is he—“ she starts, but he cuts her off before she can finish, getting to his knees before her and sweeping a hand over Inoue’s forehead.

“Is she alright?” he asks, voice hoarse.

“I—yes, for now,” Rukia answers, taken aback, and he raises his head to meet her gaze. “I performed some kido on her to stem the superficial bleeding, but I do not think her injuries are life-threatening. Ichigo, is he—gone? What happened?”