Hoo gosh.

Wow.

I have not laughed that much in a LONG time. And for that, this story is officially on my Favorites List. I'm making a point of telling you this because my Favorites List currently consists of about fifteen stories, more or less. I'm VERY picky about what I Favorite and I don't do it unless I really mean it. So congratulations, Uninvited Guests now holds a place among precious few other stories and I am happy to have put it there.

Good luck with all your future writing endeavors, and thank you for creating this absolutely hysterical fic.

This has been an amazing story. Thank you so much for sharing it with us!

it was an amazing read one of my favorites. thank you

I hate you. Not because your writing is terrible, or I dislike what you've done with the series. Rather, its the exact opposite. You've crafted something so majestic, so beautiful, so PERFECT that you have literally ruined Bleach fanfiction for me. Every single time I've tried to read a fanfic after finishing this one, I always think, "its not going to be as good as Uninvited Guests, so why bother?" and I don't.

Also, it took me a surprising amount of time to finish this, considering the rate I usually devour the written word at, because I had to take a break every ten seconds to have a small laughing fit.

*sighs in satisfaction* That is a very, very, VERY beautiful ending. Hitsugaya, the poor dear, has been kicked around like the Universe's personal chew toy, but finally, FINALLY something has gone right. His dream came true, if in a roundabout, destructive way that caused him to nearly lose his life multiple times AND actually lose his sanity. Teaming up with Nanao, if only for a brief period until 10th Company barracks is rebuilt, is definitely good for him. Good for you, Shiro-chan, good for you.
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(Y'know... Tia means aunt in Spanish... ... ... Halibel is an aunt. *snickers*)
I really enjoy your writing style. :) Largely due to the fact that you have extensive vocabulary, capitalize the beginnings of sentences, names, and I, AND have a comma/period/whatever between the end of the sentence and the quotation marks, but... Well, can you blame me? I'm relatively sure over half the fanfictions in the world have terrible grammar that make my eyeballs sizzle and burn like I got Orihine's cooking in them. Thank you, O writerly one (I don't CARE that that's not a word), for sharing your work with the world. ...
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...Did I already favorite the story? Because after that mini-speech, I need to favorite it. Like, it has to be done. Or this review won't be complete.

"No! I have magic sword catching powers! That's a good reason to live!" Lovely. And it figures Yachiru's the one to clean up the mess... XD

Hey, it's Komamura, arrived to save the day! :D Well... Only from some people's point of view. Wow, I really can't wait until the protag switches back. And things are presumably real this time instead of poor Ukitake's dream! ...I do wonder how Unohana would fare against Aizen, though.
As a side note, I feel sorry for that one dude. Old man Yama's lieutenant. The one with the rapier and the mustache. Yeah, that guy. He wasn't even in the running for being the one they turned to...

Crackers. This... This isn't good.
GOSH DARN IT AIZEN STOLE THE PLOT ARMOR.

...Y'know, I really like how Ulquiorra's just the sane voice all the way back in the corner guiding the idiots (Yammy, Zommari, etc.)... Excluding the time he kost his composure after Yammy called Hitsugaya Shiro-chan, of course. I also enjoyed his almost friendly (he's Ulquiorra; that totally counted as friendly) interactions with the pseudo-counselor.

...Unohana is TERRIFYING, honestly. I would bring up the question of whether or not her power also extended to making her target psychologically de-age to a child (teenage girl here; Mom's disappointment mostly just bounces off at this point), but then, considering she has built up the power for so long... Yeah, no. Plus the story already answered my question in the form of Soi Fon and the whole warm milk and get tucked into bed thing. *coughs embarrassedly* Anyways, sorry for reviewing only chapter 35... But there have been a lot of chapters and a lot of things to comment on, and frankly, there are other things I'd like to do before summer vacation ends, so I just kept reading instead. Sorry 'bout that. But really... This story is without a doubt one of the best that I have read. Ever. In my life. I was wondering when Yoruichi would show up and put a stop to things, and when she did I was like WHOO UKITAKE'S GETTING OUT oh and I guess those other guys to but then she gave in and I was like UGGGGGH YORUICHI DUDE SERIOUSLY and then poor Hitsugaya was dragged into the mess and then WHOO UNOHANA THE ULTIMATE MOM SHOWED UP YUS SHE IS MY NEW FAVORITE CHARACTER
And then Matsumoto just HAD to say it. Murphy's Law, you idiot, Murphy's Law.

This story is pretty much impossible to read without cracking up. Highly recommended!

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Ah-ha!
This was my third (yes, third) read through of this artful masterpiece of a story you have. I have it saved in my favorite stories and just knowing that it exists (even when it's been months since I read anything to do with Bleach) makes me happy and want to write again. Thank you for this story, honestly. I don't think you know how refreshing it it so have a genuinely funny story that I know I can read and crack up to like this one.
Cheers

Thank you for writing this. Uninvited Guests is ridiculous, and insane, and wonderful, and so so very fun. I love it. Desklamp Panzermeister will forever be my favorite arrancar name.

this story was an inspiration to me. I have decided that wherever you are, I will find you, and then buy whatever drugs you took to come up with this insane, gorgeous piece of literature, take them all at once and probably die promptly of a heart attack, or take them sparingly and then, when I go crazy and start talking about cakes that I did not burn in an oven that I do not own in a house of my own that I certainly do not have, I will smile and remember this story fondly for keeping me happy and interested for at least five straight hours and giving me almost the best high of my life thanks to chocolate, cola, sweet tea, and crackers. Thank you for writing! Now I'm off to go kill some small, innocent, helpless something or another to fulfill the workings of the universe.