shxllyblog

[shxllyblog]

ɪɴꜰᴏ / ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

Kiki | She/her | Aries |

Interests

Reading

Watching anime and Netflix

Listening to music (I would love recommendations)

Drawing (Digitally & Traditionally)

Writing

Sewing

Roller skating

Ace Attorney

Fandoms

Demon Slayer | Bleach | Jujutsu Kaisen | Arcane | Attack on Titan | My Hero Academia | Genshin Impact |

Info

I might take requests but not all of them of.

No 18+ / NSFW requests.

This blog is for shits and giggles for when I'm not writing fanfics.

My Ao3 account is Shameless101 (don't ask about the name)

I will mostly write fluff, angst and comedy fics.

I'm still trying to improve my writing so feedback is welcome <3

I might also put OC art or Fanart!

As well as info on my OCs

[shxllyblog]

ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢꜱ- ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ

You wake up after a long night and your husband is busy making breakfast for the both of you. 

The sound of soft sizzling is what makes you wake up, as well as the smell of food. It was only then when you realised the absence of your husband in your bed that you sit up. The sunrise flooding into your room draping layers of gold onto the white sheets of your bed. You get up from the bed slipping on your fluffy slippers that Nanami had gotten you when you were out shopping a few days prior.

These are the types of mornings you want to wake up to, the soft sound of jazz music coming from the kitchen is what makes you smile. You make your way to the kitchen to see Nanami walking around the kitchen frying bacon and sausages while cracking eggs. You almost laugh at the sight of him trying to do three things at once, but to be fair he looked like he was focusing on all three. Something that you couldn’t do even if you tried. 

The familiar sound of your slippers hitting against the wooden floor is what makes him look up, he watches stare at him with a weird expression on your face. The way the sunlight hit your face from outside made him smile, you looked gorgeous. He didn't know how long he had been watching you when the sizzling of the bacon became concerningly loud.

“Good morning.” He says as he flips the half burnt bacon in the pan, his voice makes you smile before. You knew that when it came to you he could only focus on one thing. Not that you did it intentionally. 

“Good morning dear.” You say as you walk around to the other side of the counter to look at what he has already cooked. 

You watch as he pours the egg into the already heated pan, the smell hitting your nose. You lift yourself onto an empty marble counter to sit on and watch as Nanami works across the kitchen. You always know he has loved cooking especially for you, as the food enthusiast he is he is always taking you to restaurants which always have the best food.

“How was your night?” He asks as he looks at you as he turns the egg in the pan, you can’t lie he looked amazing cooking for you. You might actually have a thing for it, but you wouldn’t tell him because if you did you’d never have the chance to cook again.

“Fine, I’m just tired, but the breakfast makes up for it.” You smile as you watch him plate the food, before walking over to you and giving you a light kiss and placing the plate of food on the counter next to you.

“You can go back to sleep, you know? After you eat.” He says as he holds his plate and starts eating, you had contemplated going back to sleep but you didn’t want to feel lazy. 

“I know, I know but I’m already awake.” You state before picking up the plate of food and taking a bite. It wasn’t long before you finished and the food was amazing, you had remarked on the fact that he should become a chef if anything doesn’t work out. 

You make your way to the sink before running the tap and placing the dirty dishes in the now soapy water, you grab the sponge and start washing the dishes. You get interrupted when Nanami wraps his arms around your waist from behind and pulls you to his chest before leaning his head on your shoulder. 

“I love you Y/n.” He whispers into your shoulder as you smile before placing a kiss on the crown of his head, before reply with the same affectionate words.

“Are you still tired?” He asks as he traces light circles on your hip, you could say no to him, not like this, you place the dishes down before turning around to face him and kissing him.

“Barely.” You smile as you look up at him the soft jazz music still playing in the background.

[shxllyblog]

​🇹​​🇷​​🇺​​🇸​​🇹​- ​🇬​​🇷​​🇮​​🇲​​🇲​​🇯​​🇴​​🇼​ ​🇯​​🇦​​🇪​​🇬​​🇪​​🇷​​🇯​​🇦​​🇶​​🇺​​🇪​​🇿​

You never really minded that Grimmjow was staying in your house until he is bleeding on your floor.

You had two bags in your hand filled with a variety of different ingredients and self indulgent sweets that you tried to stop yourself from buying and clearly failed. You fumble for the keys to your apartment in your pockets before unlocking the door and stepping in, you haven’t seen Grimmjow for at least a week now. You had suspected he was off doing some fighting or shit which he would later brag to you about. Chucking the keys at the table next to your door you put down the bags in your hands, your arms feeling instant relief. You were about to take off your shoes until you hear the sound of heavy breathing and you pause. 

“Grimmjow?” You call out, normally he would have the TV on some weird challenge shows which you weren’t interested in or figuring out how to play gta which you admittedly regret buying.

You make your way over to the livingroom and your eyes widen at seeing Grimmjow bloody and breathing heavily on your floor.

“What the- are you ok?!” You say quickly as you rush over to him, kneeling down next to his chest assessing his wound, it was deep. “Fuck- fuck!?” What do espada’s use to heal themselves? You don’t know anything about the Soul Society or Hueco Mundo that he keeps on going on about. You didn’t realise you were zoning out until Grimmjow grabs you and buys the arm. 

“Just stop the bleeding.” He hisses at you making you feel somewhat dumb, you get to your feet before rushing over to your bathroom grab a towel to put pressure on the wound. You had only seen this shit on TV and never actually imagined you doing it. It’s not like you were going to call an ambulance for a guy who is already dead and is going to die again (not on your watch).

You run back over to him to see him no longer lying on the floor but sitting up, you pray he doesn’t stain the couch but now is not the time for that. 

“What happened to you?!” You ask as you use the towel to apply pressure on the deepest cut which draws a low groan from him. 

“Fucking prick Nnoitra.” He mutters between groans, you knew he wasn’t going to admit being defeated by someone, that just the type of person he is. You could already suss out what was going on, the once white towel turns a black colour. You hadn’t known that arrancar blood was black, it’s not everyday Grimmjow bleeds out on your floor.

“You're fine, you’ll be fine.” You whisper words that he probably doesn’t need but it does make him look calmer, if that's even possible this guy had a permanent scowl on his face.

“Tough fight huh.” You say as you press harder onto the wound, it wasn’t bleeding as much now but it would still hurt like shit.

“I didn’t lose. I was caught off guard.” He says as he looks away from you. The sound of your laugh is what makes Grimmjow finally look at you, your laugh will be the death of him. Unless you don’t kill him by how hard you're pressing down on his wound. 

“What are you laughing about woman?” He sneered at you, making you laugh even more. You stop laughing as he grabs your arm making you look up at him, as you smile hesitantly.

“Nothing.” You say as you look into his blue eyes as he searched in yours for a reason why you find him ‘losing’ so amusing. 

“Bullshit.” He says as your eyes show a single sign of sadness. His grip on his hand tightens as he stares at you. 

You sigh before crossing your legs on your wooden floor. 

“You have been the most interesting thing in my life and- It’s just so absurd that you are here bleeding on my floor as if it's normal to everyone else.” You finally get out with it, you know that Grimmjow isn’t really the person you would talk to about it but, it's that or your friends thinking you're schizophrenic. But it’s his response which makes you surprised. 

“Who else am I going to go to?” He says softly in a way that it doesn’t even sound like him, you blink before smiling you never knew that Grimmjow trusted you this much.

You smile as you look up at him. 

“I knew you trusted me.” 

[shxllyblog]

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ɢɪꜰᴛ - ᴊᴜꜱʜɪʀᴏ ᴜᴋɪᴛᴀᴋᴇ

One thing about your husband is that he doesn’t disappoint during birthdays and gives you affection. 

You smile in front of the mirror as you put on your gold hoop earrings Jushiro had bought you earlier in the year, they match perfectly with the gold accents on your black dress which fit your body perfectly. It was your birthday and your husband promised you something special, since he had told you that your mind had been racing at the endless ideas he could be thinking about. You quickly check your hair in the mirror before getting up from the cushioned chair, you can’t lie your looked great in the dress. As you admire yourself in the mirror you see Jushiro walking up behind you with a smile on his face which widens as he sees you in your dress, he’s holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers.

“You look beautiful, my love.” He says sweetly as you turn around to smile at him, your eyes looking at each flower in the bouquet. Jushiro watched as your eyes brightened as you looked at the bouquet, he had been focusing on every flower your gaze lingered on every time you went on walks together.

“These are- I-i love it.” You say as you look up to see him admiring you, your heart warms as you take the bouquet of flowers. 

“I knew you would like them.” Jushiro replies as he digs his hand in his pocket and pulls out a long hair pin with white lotus flower with gold chains hanging off. Your eyes widen at the hair pin, it matches your outfit perfectly as well as the bouquet in your hand, as the over affectionate person you are you give your husband a tight hug. Holding the flowers off to the side so they don’t get squished, he returns the hug, his hands circling your back in an intricate pattern. He pulls back before his hand reaches up to slide the pin in your hair which was already put off before giving you a soft kiss. 

“Happy Birthday Y/n.” He whispers on your lips before you pull him closer for another kiss.

[shxllyblog]

𝓝𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲 𝔁 𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻( 𝓦𝓘𝓟)

Idk if I should continue this or not????

I groan as my phone dies the second I was about to order the uber, I hit my phone on my forehead.

Why is it always me?!

I grab the handle of my suitcase and start walking down the secluded road, the suitcase bouncing as it hits each rock on the road. There is no way I will be getting to the airport at this rate, I sigh as I continue to drag my suitcase behind me. I look down the road, looking at the sun in the sky.

It was only then I realised how hot it really is, I pull off my black cardigan and set it on the handle of my suitcase. I cover my face with my hand trying to block the sun and failing miserably. My focus quickly switches from the sun to the sound of a car, I turn my head to see a black car approaching quickly.

Oh my god, at that moment I felt like an angel was reaching its hand to me, I turn around and put my hand out for the car, something I never thought I would be doing in my lifetime. I couldn’t hide the smile on my face as the car got closer. I felt the wind from the car brush past me, ain’t no way the car just fucking pasted me.

It. Pasted. Me.

My. Angel. Just. Drove past me…

I stared at the car as it drove away, into the sun, I crouched down on the side of the road as I felt all hope drain away from my body, I’ll probably die on this road. I look at the flower which was getting crushed by my shoes, I don’t know why but it made me sadder than I was right now. I move my foot and pick up the wilted flower spinning it in my hand.

“I’m sorry.”  

“Are you lost?” A voice comes from somewhere, I stare at the flower, did a flower just talk back to me, no, that's not right, flowers can’t talk. Unless I really am going crazy.

“Hello?” 

I turn my head up to see a tall blonde man standing in front of me, I stare my mouth agape, I drop the flower and quickly stand back up, I guess my angel came back for me after all.

“I-I uhm- sorry.” I cough into my hand cursing my awkward voice crack in the middle of my sentence. “My phone died and now I’m stuck here and I have a flight and I’m going to be late and argh-” I take a deep breath before looking at the man. “Sorry about that.” I laugh awkwardly.

“I see…Do you want a lift to the airport then. I have business near there anyways?” He asks, his deep voice sounding angelic to me. 

“Really?! Of course. Thank you so much!” I smile at him as he looks at my bags. 

“I’ll put them in the back.” He gives me a look which looks somewhat like a smile, I nod and he takes my suitcase and walks over to the back of the car. I pull open the car door and sit in the passenger seat before pulling the seat belt over my chest. 

I hear the boot close and see the man walking around to the front, he opens the door and leans down to sit in the driver seat. I put my hands on my lap awkwardly as I stab palm with my acrylic nails, I watch as he closes the door and puts his hands on the wheel. 

“What's your name?” He asks as he turns the car on, I could feel the rumbling as he starts driving forward.

“Y/N L/N.” I say looking at him through the front mirror.