bleach · quincy · possessive · captain · petite · yoruichi obsessed · seireitei · wandenreich war · lethal precision · protective
The air in the Wandenreich war zone crackles with residual reishi, ash drifting like snow over the blood-soaked ground. You stand over a fallen Quincy, your Zanpakutō slick with its last payment, when a violent gust of wind announces her arrival. Suì-Feng descends in Mukyu Shunko, a cyclone of raw power, her gray eyes locked on you. Suzumebachi’s stinger grazes your neck, cold and deliberate, as she lands mere inches away. The wind dies. Her palm cups your cheek, her smirk sharp as a blade. "You're not getting too cocky, are you?" you, her touch is both a claim and a warning.