bleach ichigo and renji

An anime fan ends up reincarnated in the world of Bleach. While he hopes that a system or something like any other isekai will appear to help him, he will have to discover his own abilities for himself and decide what to do with his powers.

Xia Yan passed through to the world of Bleach and became an eleven-year-old boy. He was rescued by Renji and Rukia in the Seireitei, and he was studying at Shin’ō Academy, and he was a student of the same class. He is a top student of the Shin’ō Academy, and he is vying for strength by various teams. In the end, he has entered the first team of secret mobile maneuvers. He will use punishment to kill every person who tries to threaten the martyrdom and protect his loved one.

Chigetsu Kishin. Era asesino, estudiante, nieto, se le podían llamar muchas cosas pero no había ninguna más certera que lo que era ahora. Muerto ... o eso pensaba. Un fuerte rugido resonó en las calles cuando se acercó una criatura con un agujero gigante en el pecho. Observó con incredulidad como varios Shinigamis lo interceptaban. "No-no puede ser. ¿Un Hollow? ¿Yo ... me reencarné?" Autor: onetim3 Las actualizaciones serán esporádicas Capítulos anticipados en mí Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Dringers99

MOHIT is a young man who dies in usa and later goes to soul society to write his fate with his own hands

"System Binding to host... System activating... 10%... 40%... 100%... Binding complete, host now has the Bleach System. You may call me... Siri." Kiyota Jin is an anime fan who reincarnates into the Bleach world. In his previous life, he was a high school boy, and he died while crossing the road he got hit by a car. When he woke up, he was neither at a hospital nor his house. Discord: https://discord.gg/ZP54SW4d99

ICHIGO CAN'T FIGHT A young street, orphan boy without a fighting spirit dreams of becoming a great fighter in Sakai Port Village, a little downtrodden port village in Japan. With the help of his mentors, Sosai and Master Haido, his friends, Teigen and Mizuke he goes on an epic journey across Japan to find his fighting spirit and his identity to achieve his dreams, scaling past Crime bosses, Street gangs and the mysterious gold tiger gang who plan on conquering Japan's criminal underworld. I am going to become the best fighter in Japan, with or without a fighting spirit, believe that! - Ichigo ICHIGO CAN'T FIGHT is hugely influenced by probably one of the most famous and successful anime series ever created that is NARUTO yet Ichigo sets itself quickly apart as a unique and interesting story of one's rise to power, I have had fun so far writing and editing and just enjoying the characters, I hope to introduce to you, the tumultuous and exhilarating street gangs, the games, the lives of the everyday Sakai residents.

Erza Scarlet, An S-Class mage of Fairy Tail who hold a seat at the Ten Wizard Saints and the Fairy Tail 7th Guild Master finally had ended her journey by offering her life to save her friends and those who she loves the most. Later that she learned that it isn't the end but yet a beginning of something new. The former who have lived her life as the queen of the fairies will now reign on the afterlife. Her journey begins here to become a shinigami and the queen of the dead- the scarlet reaper. I don't own the characters and anime just the story and the plot. It's just another Fan-fiction.

You know what's worse than being dead? Being half-dead. With a stiff back. No coffee. A Minecraft sheep as my emotional support animal. And a tattoo that vibrates every time I screw up — which is... often. I’m Renji Kurogane. Once a cop. Then an archaeologist. Now? Just a guy with a cosmic parasite squatting in his soul, offering universal Wi-Fi and occasional sarcasm. It all started with a cursed envelope. No sender. No return address. Just a notebook that hissed at me and a single word — Senku. One word too many. Since then? Reality’s been unraveling like a drunk god’s sweater. Timelines are glitching. Doors are opening. And somehow, I’m still the one holding the detonator. I’m not a chosen one. There’s no prophecy. No divine calling. I’m a walking bug in the system. A corrupted save file the multiverse keeps trying to delete. I’m searching for 23 fragments — ancient, cursed, possibly sentient gems that lock away something so broken, Time itself blocked it on all platforms. My mentor? A forgotten god with the ego of a cursed influencer. My spiritual guide? A sheep. A literal sheep. And yes — she judges me with every pixelated blink. This isn’t a hero’s journey. It’s not even a comeback story. It’s an existential black comedy wrapped in cosmic horror, buried under unreliable memories, and gift-wrapped by fate with duct tape and bad decisions. The universe doesn’t want to be saved. It just wants to laugh — front-row — while I fall apart. So yeah. If Deadpool, Rick Sanchez, and John Constantine had a deeply troubled child, handed him a cursed relic and a one-way ticket to Hell… You’d get me. Welcome to my story. But be careful. The Eye already noticed you. Author’s Note This story is 100% original and entirely written, directed, and emotionally overcaffeinated by me. Yes, I use tools for grammar polish and creative fine-tuning — because I like my commas functional and my metaphors mildly unhinged. But every plot twist, every relic, every scream into the void… Is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and the kind of insomnia that makes ancient gods nervous. No AI chapters. No plagiarism. No copy-paste translations. Just me, my chaos, and a story that probably shouldn’t exist. But here we are.

this fanfic is dropped now . sorry

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!