[Fanfiction] - Bleach - Sentence Prompts
Well, I was bored in philosophy. That's not hugely unusual, as I intend to drop it like a hot potato next semester, but the reason it's relevant is because I decided to play a game in my last philosophy lecture involving number randomisers, Bleach characters and word prompts. This is the result. There's crack, there's smut, there's plausible pairings and pairings that are so implausible I hadn't even contemplated them before. I thought someone else might enjoy them. They should be taken with crack goggles on, because there's a lot of crack. Some of the crack takes itself seriously.
Fandom: Bleach
Genre: Angst, Crack, Romance, Fluff, Humour
Rating: PG-NC 17
Pairings: Too many for me to be bothered listing them.
Warnings: Um...slash, crack, bad language (oh, the filth!), improbable pairings, violence, Gin (needs a warning of his own, does that one), Kira being emo, implied Kensei death.
Disclaimer: Oh, if they were only mine...
Shuuhei/Byakuya - Greed
Perhaps he is greedy for seeking this out on top of all the trappings of his existence, but Shuuhei, his hands bound behind his back and a white scarf covering his eyes, naked and panting in the flickering candlelight, is an extravagance Byakuya is loathe to deny himself.
Grimmjow/Kira - Lust
They are rough and brutal and unforgiving; fucking like the exiles they are, chasing memories in each other’s mouths and writing bloody regrets in each other’s skin.
Shuuhei/Renji - Jealousy
Renji always closes his eyes when they’re together, and as he breaks in Shuuhei’s arms, Shuuhei knows that his mind flees to the arms of another dark-haired man, a man he would not sully with his touch, a man who is worth more to him than Shuuhei ever will be.
Urahara/Byakuya - Wrath
It is only after Byakuya has him naked and bound to the headboard that Urahara realises that Byakuya is furious, and even then it is not his touches or his kisses that give him away, but the sparks smouldering in his unfathomable grey eyes.
Gin/Kensei - Gluttony
Gin sometimes wonders idly what it would be like to have that body beneath his, all that power and muscle at his command, his fingers stroking the cool cheek of a hollow’s mask.
Shuuhei/Urahara - Sultry
Urahara realises that Shuuhei is deceptively quiet, deceptively earnest, deceptively reserved, when the younger man looks up at him through lowered lashes, his eyes promising sin while his lips promise sweetness.
Grimmjow/Kira - Autumn
If Grimmjow is winter, blasting winds and ferocious tempests, then Kira is autumn, the season of slow decay and dreams fluttering from high branches.
Byakuya/Gin - Sugar
Gin has a smear of sugar on the corner of his mouth and Byakuya, despite his professed distaste for sweet foods, is struck by the sudden and inexplicable urge to lean forward and lick it off.
Kaien/Shinji - Lilies
He knows before Yoruichi tells him that Kaien is dead; he’s know since he walked through the lilies by the riverbank and was struck by a sudden, fleeting image of a carefree smile and gentle brown eyes that wrapped around his heart and remains there still.
Urahara/Shinji - Urahara
Shinji dies as a shinigami and is reincarnated as a Vizard, but he lives again only when stillness falls in the aftermath of the storm and he and Urahara can strip each other down to skin and soul and lose themselves in taste and touch and tenderness.
Grimmjow/Kensei - Laughter
Grimmjow hasn’t had this much fun in ages, and as Kensei’s fist narrowly misses shattering his face, he can’t quite decide whether he wants to rip the Vizard's throat out with his teeth or slam him into the ground and fuck his brains out.
Gin/Grimmjow - Sand
The sand washes off but the bruises remain; fingerprints on his back and hips, and every time he touches them he hears a soft voice murmuring mockingly in his head, and sees the flash of a toothless grin in his mind’s eye.
Shuuhei/Shinji - Iron
He would almost feel better if Shuuhei clung to him, or wept in his arms, or showed any emotion while they melded their bodies together in a tangle of long limbs and pale skin, but Shuuhei shows nothing (though he’s lost everything), and Shinji thinks of iron and tempering and hammers, and wonders whether anyone ever thought to ask the blade if it wished to be dragged through fires of loss again and again, then pounded into a sharp, deadly echo of itself, all sentiment shaved away.
Kaien/Yumichika - Danger
Kaien’s eyes drift to the pretty young man fluttering in the corner, smiling beguling in his direction, and despite the kohl lining his eyes and the paint on his lips, despite his slender build and his chosen occupation, Kaien sees something dangerous in that smile that intrigues him.
Gin/Kira - Torn
He has nightmares where Gin leaves, and nightmares where Gin stays, and nightmares where Gin kisses his lips and tears out his heart; the former wake him up shaking, but the last wakes him up weeping softly, phantom blood spilling over his torso, and has him whispering Gin’s name in something between gratitude and benediction.
Yumichika/Urahara - Letters
Yumichika likes Kisuke - would like him more, if not for the ghastly hat - and somehow they find themselves writing to each other, Kisuke smiling softly at Yumi’s sardonic wit, and Yumi laughing to himself at Kisuke’s descriptions of the Living World.
Shuuhei/Gin - Wonder
Gin wonders what it would be like to rip those old scars open and lick at the blood.
Yumichika/Gin - Apples
Gin watches Yumichika sink his teeth into an apple, watches his brow furrow as juice trickles down his chin, and imagines how that slender neck would feel beneath his hands, the snap as it broke echoing like the crunch as Yumi’s teeth pierce the soft red skin of his chosen victim.
Shuuhei/Kira - Flavour
When Kira pulls away Shuuhei’s mouth is stained, his lips glistening with mingled blood and saliva, and Kira wonders whether he should find his arousal at the sight disturbing.
Byakuya/Ukitake - Dance
Byakuya has never forgiven Ukitake for the dancing lessons he was forced to take as a child, and has never forgiven Ukitake for teaching him the ectacy and the heartbreak of a different sort of dancing entirely.
Ukitake/Kaien - Random
Kaien understand Ukitake better than most people; understands the true depths of his character, the gentle sadness at his core, but he’s yet to make sense of the glyphs and swirls Ukitake likes to trace on his naked back as they lie in a welter of discarded clothes and long limbs.
Shinji/Aizen - Hollow
It occurs to Shinji, as he presses his vice-captain into the wall and strokes him to completion, that he always has the sense that Aizen isn’t quite there, isn’t quite whole, isn’t quite human.
Shuuhei/Kira - Curtains
Shuuhei leans out the window, the curtains writhing and flapping around him in the breeze, and watches unobserved as Kira lies in a patch of moonlight, his head thrown back, his teeth bared in a grimace of mingled bliss and devastation
Urahara/Shinji/Kira - Colour
Urahara runs his fingers through hair the colour of sunlight, breathing raggedly, as Kira and Shinji take a moment to kiss, long and leisurely, strands of loose hair brushing tantalisngly across Urahara's naked thighs.
*is shot*
If you want to encourage me in my madness, then feel free to give me two or three numbers between 1 and 12 and a word prompt. And watch the crack continue.
Fandom: Bleach
Genre: Angst, Crack, Romance, Fluff, Humour
Rating: PG-NC 17
Pairings: Too many for me to be bothered listing them.
Warnings: Um...slash, crack, bad language (oh, the filth!), improbable pairings, violence, Gin (needs a warning of his own, does that one), Kira being emo, implied Kensei death.
Disclaimer: Oh, if they were only mine...
Shuuhei/Byakuya - Greed
Perhaps he is greedy for seeking this out on top of all the trappings of his existence, but Shuuhei, his hands bound behind his back and a white scarf covering his eyes, naked and panting in the flickering candlelight, is an extravagance Byakuya is loathe to deny himself.
Grimmjow/Kira - Lust
They are rough and brutal and unforgiving; fucking like the exiles they are, chasing memories in each other’s mouths and writing bloody regrets in each other’s skin.
Shuuhei/Renji - Jealousy
Renji always closes his eyes when they’re together, and as he breaks in Shuuhei’s arms, Shuuhei knows that his mind flees to the arms of another dark-haired man, a man he would not sully with his touch, a man who is worth more to him than Shuuhei ever will be.
Urahara/Byakuya - Wrath
It is only after Byakuya has him naked and bound to the headboard that Urahara realises that Byakuya is furious, and even then it is not his touches or his kisses that give him away, but the sparks smouldering in his unfathomable grey eyes.
Gin/Kensei - Gluttony
Gin sometimes wonders idly what it would be like to have that body beneath his, all that power and muscle at his command, his fingers stroking the cool cheek of a hollow’s mask.
Shuuhei/Urahara - Sultry
Urahara realises that Shuuhei is deceptively quiet, deceptively earnest, deceptively reserved, when the younger man looks up at him through lowered lashes, his eyes promising sin while his lips promise sweetness.
Grimmjow/Kira - Autumn
If Grimmjow is winter, blasting winds and ferocious tempests, then Kira is autumn, the season of slow decay and dreams fluttering from high branches.
Byakuya/Gin - Sugar
Gin has a smear of sugar on the corner of his mouth and Byakuya, despite his professed distaste for sweet foods, is struck by the sudden and inexplicable urge to lean forward and lick it off.
Kaien/Shinji - Lilies
He knows before Yoruichi tells him that Kaien is dead; he’s know since he walked through the lilies by the riverbank and was struck by a sudden, fleeting image of a carefree smile and gentle brown eyes that wrapped around his heart and remains there still.
Urahara/Shinji - Urahara
Shinji dies as a shinigami and is reincarnated as a Vizard, but he lives again only when stillness falls in the aftermath of the storm and he and Urahara can strip each other down to skin and soul and lose themselves in taste and touch and tenderness.
Grimmjow/Kensei - Laughter
Grimmjow hasn’t had this much fun in ages, and as Kensei’s fist narrowly misses shattering his face, he can’t quite decide whether he wants to rip the Vizard's throat out with his teeth or slam him into the ground and fuck his brains out.
Gin/Grimmjow - Sand
The sand washes off but the bruises remain; fingerprints on his back and hips, and every time he touches them he hears a soft voice murmuring mockingly in his head, and sees the flash of a toothless grin in his mind’s eye.
Shuuhei/Shinji - Iron
He would almost feel better if Shuuhei clung to him, or wept in his arms, or showed any emotion while they melded their bodies together in a tangle of long limbs and pale skin, but Shuuhei shows nothing (though he’s lost everything), and Shinji thinks of iron and tempering and hammers, and wonders whether anyone ever thought to ask the blade if it wished to be dragged through fires of loss again and again, then pounded into a sharp, deadly echo of itself, all sentiment shaved away.
Kaien/Yumichika - Danger
Kaien’s eyes drift to the pretty young man fluttering in the corner, smiling beguling in his direction, and despite the kohl lining his eyes and the paint on his lips, despite his slender build and his chosen occupation, Kaien sees something dangerous in that smile that intrigues him.
Gin/Kira - Torn
He has nightmares where Gin leaves, and nightmares where Gin stays, and nightmares where Gin kisses his lips and tears out his heart; the former wake him up shaking, but the last wakes him up weeping softly, phantom blood spilling over his torso, and has him whispering Gin’s name in something between gratitude and benediction.
Yumichika/Urahara - Letters
Yumichika likes Kisuke - would like him more, if not for the ghastly hat - and somehow they find themselves writing to each other, Kisuke smiling softly at Yumi’s sardonic wit, and Yumi laughing to himself at Kisuke’s descriptions of the Living World.
Shuuhei/Gin - Wonder
Gin wonders what it would be like to rip those old scars open and lick at the blood.
Yumichika/Gin - Apples
Gin watches Yumichika sink his teeth into an apple, watches his brow furrow as juice trickles down his chin, and imagines how that slender neck would feel beneath his hands, the snap as it broke echoing like the crunch as Yumi’s teeth pierce the soft red skin of his chosen victim.
Shuuhei/Kira - Flavour
When Kira pulls away Shuuhei’s mouth is stained, his lips glistening with mingled blood and saliva, and Kira wonders whether he should find his arousal at the sight disturbing.
Byakuya/Ukitake - Dance
Byakuya has never forgiven Ukitake for the dancing lessons he was forced to take as a child, and has never forgiven Ukitake for teaching him the ectacy and the heartbreak of a different sort of dancing entirely.
Ukitake/Kaien - Random
Kaien understand Ukitake better than most people; understands the true depths of his character, the gentle sadness at his core, but he’s yet to make sense of the glyphs and swirls Ukitake likes to trace on his naked back as they lie in a welter of discarded clothes and long limbs.
Shinji/Aizen - Hollow
It occurs to Shinji, as he presses his vice-captain into the wall and strokes him to completion, that he always has the sense that Aizen isn’t quite there, isn’t quite whole, isn’t quite human.
Shuuhei/Kira - Curtains
Shuuhei leans out the window, the curtains writhing and flapping around him in the breeze, and watches unobserved as Kira lies in a patch of moonlight, his head thrown back, his teeth bared in a grimace of mingled bliss and devastation
Urahara/Shinji/Kira - Colour
Urahara runs his fingers through hair the colour of sunlight, breathing raggedly, as Kira and Shinji take a moment to kiss, long and leisurely, strands of loose hair brushing tantalisngly across Urahara's naked thighs.
*is shot*
If you want to encourage me in my madness, then feel free to give me two or three numbers between 1 and 12 and a word prompt. And watch the crack continue.