Jagged Hearts: The Sexta's Weakness

A Bleach Modern AU where former soul reapers trade zanpakutō for textbooks—can a college freshman survive the battlefield of university social life?

When Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez enters a devastating feline heat cycle in his released form, one fracción dares to enter his quarters—and discovers that even a king needs someone to touch.

In a Bleach fan fiction, Soul Reaper Sumire Yamanashi has loved her best friend Renji Abarai for years — and everyone in Seireitei can see it except the two of them.

A Bleach x-reader AU where Sōsuke Aizen trades his prison cell for your spare room — sealed, leashed, and still your husband on paper.

Reina Shido and Satoru Gojo have never gotten along. She sees him as reckless and irresponsible; he sees her as rigid and infuriatingly closed-off. After a brutal mission and too much alcohol, one reckless night blurs years of hostility into something neither of them planned.

Being appointed the Gotei 13’s newest liaison was supposed to be a prestigious opportunity. Unfortunately, nobody mentioned the territorial captains, dangerously charming personalities, or the rumors spreading through the Seireitei. Between handling division disputes, surviving political drama, and navigating some increasingly personal attention, maintaining professionalism might be your greatest challenge yet.

You thought the war with the Quincies would be your biggest problem? You wish. Not when Aizen Sōsuke and Urahara Kisuke —two of the most dangerous minds in existence suddenly develop a deadly fascination with you.

In Bleach's Soul Society, as Rukia Kuchiki awaits execution for giving Ichigo her powers, you're the Gotei 13's newest lieutenant caught between duty, rebellion, and a war you can't stay neutral in.

He is the King of Curses. He has unmade emperors. He has named the dark and watched it answer. The country trembles in its sleep when he turns in his. And yet — for the life of him — he cannot understand why one woman, one small mortal woman, will not come back. He has not slept since you left. He has not eaten. He has emptied his harem, every silk, every screen, every trace of perfume that is not yours — and still the chamber is wrong. Still the bed is cold. Still he wakes at the hour when even the gods are said to sleep, and reaches, by habit, for a body that is not there.

“Where Curses haunt the living and Soul Reapers walk among them, power is the only thing keeping humanity from the dark.”