Shinigami Bleach Uniform Novels & Stories

"THIS IS... room 203-A? Ah, right." Alesteria look up from her schedule, the one Laroi gave her, as she looks up to the little sign by the door while any students are looking at her, who is wearing the academy's uniform. It looks so foreign on Alesteria, they noted. It was just a simple black uniform, with a plaid skirt and white long sleeve, a black tie, and black coat with the academy's patch sewed on the right side, pockets on each side of the coat and skirt.

Astrid The academy looks like it was carved out of frost and giant stones. Cold. Clean. Intimidating. Just like everything my mother loves. The black-and-silver uniform clings to my skin like armor — well pressed charcoal black blazer , a silver shirt, knee length flared skirt and ankle socks... suffocating. My boots echo too loudly as I walk through the main hall. Marble floors. High ceilings. Glass walls that reflect versions of myself I don’t recognize. Do they know who I am? I wonder.

Anberine almost stared at him oddly before frowning as a thought came to her. “But you’ll stick out like a sore thumb and we’re wearing our school uniforms” Anberine hissed, looking at her he smirked before snapping his fingers which changed his uniform into normal a brownish white shirt, black trousers and brown boots. “You were saying?” he said before gesturing to her white dress that went up to her ankles and brown shoes, seeing this she frowned at him. “Cute...” Anberine muttered darkly as she looked away weakly but followed him regardless, knowing that they were safe... for now.

Her robe flew behind her at every confident step— dark navy trimmed with the Erevar insignia — until she shifted and the crest glinted. Right. Bloodwright Academy. It was highly plausible I'd see her here. Yasha didn’t see me. Too busy talking to the boy she walked with. He was strange in a charming way: chin-length blond hair at the sides, the rest pulled into a small high ponytail. His skin a pale slate-gray and he had goggles perched on his nose — metal frames twisted like golden vines, the lenses an eerie green. The way his ears were shaped... I'd seen it in a book somewhere.

She sighed and stood with arms akimbo. 'Fine, where is the damn uniform? Better not be monochrome.' 'Darling, it is monochrome.' I giggled, her worse colors to be precise. Black and gray.

But she did have an odd aura. Selene stood before me, clad in the section 5 Army uniform, a garment renowned for its lightweight and form-fitting design. The fabric seemed to seamlessly conform to her body, almost as if it were a second skin. I remembered hearing that when you shift, it feels like you're naked due to the liberating sensation the fabric provides. It's a beautiful design that ensures comfort and flexibility during shifts. Plus, it magically reappears on your body when you shift back—a practical detail that minimizes the risk of being caught naked.

"Ah, someone has already informed Lady Maia!" Soon the carriage stopped; Shirone and Kuroka helped both her mother and herself out of the carriage, only to see that two of the guards had already run off. Looking over the rest of the guys, Maria paid attention to their uniform, which was a white and orange cool looking military-style uniform with gold intricate designs. "Lady Matilda, it's an honor to meet you!" One of the guys, a young handsome man, bowed before her mother, who giggled at his actions.

who is it? My eyes landed on the only unhooded being in the room. Not a wolf. No- he doesn't look like these bloodsuckers. Was he even a vampire? It was an older looking man in a ripped butler's uniform. The buttons had Lamia's initials on it. He works for her. He must be leading this battle. This man was bald with a gray beard. He held onto a black metal scythe. He looked like a grim reaper somehow. He scared me. I watched as he held up against five wolves that tried to attack him together. He swung the blade and I watched as it cut into and injured the wolves severely.

"It is our mage uniform. It will keep prying eyes off you but make sure to keep your head bent low to avoid anyone seeing your face. I will lead you out of the glasshouse but that is as far as I can go." Germaine opened up the cloth in her hand. It was a one-piece garment with blue and white stripes and a hood. She quickly wore it and draped the hood over her head. Lady Lucia who had been staring at her nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Now keep your head down. If anyone we pass asks you any question, I will do the talking."

And that thought alone only made my pain worse. I spat into the sink, rinsed my mouth, and leaned both hands on the counter as I exhaled shakily. This was a fucking mess. After I was done taking a shower, I walked back into my room and put on my uniform-it consisted of a white long-sleeved shirt, a navy blue tie, grey trousers, and a navy blue blazer with a white line boardering around it and the school batch on the pocket of it. As for the shoes, we were only supposed to wear white or black sneakers. So I wore my new all black Jordan 4s I bought just a few days ago.