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bobeni · 2 years ago

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what pet names they would call you (&etc).

⇢ users 。✑ ichigo, uryuu, yumichika, ukitake, byakuya. ⠀ M!READER.

⇢ contents&warnings 。✑ fluffy headcanons, i guess. ⠀ can be read as gender neutral, possible ooc.

✶ ichigo kurosaki!

he’s very cookie cutter tbh

bro would probably stick to calling you “baby, babe,” & variations of those for the most part

(timeskip wise) but since he’s been overseas for uni, he’d also slip in an endearment from another language and it makes you melt the most. it just sounds too perfect coming from his lips; the acute fondness since you were the only person in the world who got to hear those words was a truth that made you weak (so ofc he’d use that to his advantage sometimes lmao).

i feel like a favorite of his would be “honey,” namely because it’s simple, sweet and kinda flows out naturally from him. it especially shows once you two settle down.

still though, he’d mostly just call you by your name overall because he thinks that’s endearing in itself & he has absolutely no qualms about saying your name at any given time

now with calling him pet names, though一he’d love it. whether you do it frequently or it’s a rarity, he loves hearing whatever pet name you decide to call him (he’d find himself cherishing them more if you rarely call him by anything other than his name).

✶ uryuu ishida!

he’s one i think would hesitate at first to call you any pet name, it doesn’t matter. but the longer you stay together, the pet names and nicknames just start pouring.

he’d probably call you something specific like “darling, sweetheart,” & the like, though usually accompanied with your name.

but, but, but一he would most definitely call you endearing terms in german. honestly, they’re probably his go-to lmao. they just ooze the most sweetness, and he barely ever stuck to just saying the same one. some would have deliberate meanings that described smth you do or things along those lines. it was literally a soft spot for you.

if you try to reciprocate and use any little endearing or playful german name for him, he’d be so smitten i’m so deadass. but anything you say, though, will make him fall for you even more. he just loves that you consider him so dear (lmao that could be something he calls you, too).

✶ yumichika ayasegawa!

definitely doesn’t hold back when it comes to pet names. he’ll call you “sugar, honey, pudding,” & all because he thinks the sweetest things of you, so he would like to think they describe you perfectly.

he’d slip in a “darling, sweetheart,” or a “love,” here and there as well because he has to keep it classy sometimes.

but he would actually call you shit like “snookums,” just to mess with you.

(however, that was in the beginning一you can totally tell it’s transformed from pure irony into something that he genuinely loves to call you by now)

actual name to pet name ratio is solid; he had no preference on what to call you, it all just depends on what his mind decides for him the moment he thinks of you.

if you call him any pet names, ofc a very obvious weakness would be ones where you compliment his looks (like “pretty boy, handsome, doll”). but anything you deem special enough to call him will make his heart swell, and it’s the same the other way around.

✶ jushiro ukitake!

he’s a sweet old man so he’d stick to things like “sweetie, love,” and “dumpling, pumpkin.”

he was already very affectionate & open with you so it didn’t take bro long to get comfortable enough to say pet names at all. there are some days where he finds himself saying them more than your name simply because of the way you tend to respond to them.

he’s so soft for you he wouldn’t even dare to pick a favorite, he just likes being sweet on you and calling you anything that feels right.

calling you pet names just comes so naturally to him and you love him so much that you even love the ones he comes up with that may be a tiny bit weird.

but when you call him anything endearing, it results in him gushing on the inside. to hear something so intimate come from you, whether it be simple in some other’s eyes, is adorable in his.

✶ byakuya kuchiki!

now, in the beginning he would definitely struggle the most with calling you anything other than your name. but once the man relaxes and you both open up to each other, he was taken.

you cherished each word he said anyways, but for pet names? since they were so rare to hear from him, you clung on to each and every one of them.

every soft-spoken “dove, angel,” every little “sunshine, beautiful,” that was delivered with a smile.

it was [chef’s kiss] to you

but his favorite? it had to be either “my love,” or “my beloved,” heavy on the latter. it was his immediate go-to and it was a tiny way of showing how near and dear you are to his heart.

if you call him any pet names, let’s just say he’d enjoy it in secret. there were only a few times where he showed how much your little names for him affected him & it was gorgeous to see (you teased him for it).

☆ : mfw i decide to actually go through with this idea knowing good and damn well that i despise the shit outta pet names

i feel like it’s so obvious when i kinda (emphasis on kinda) found my footing after ichigo’s part. but i do hope that my struggle to finish this wasn’t that apparent as well.

also, i couldn’t remember if ichigo just went to the states for college or if he went somewhere else (so just imagine he knows a bunch of languages if i’m wrong, sorry).

but bleach needs more male readers bc there are too many hot men in it for there not be thousands of fics likeeee.

anyways, this is lame as fuck but i hope someone enjoys

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kaisworlds · 2 years ago

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can someone pls write a one shot abt ichigo kuroskai cheating on orihime in the future pls lord dom top male reader 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️ underated thought

#dom male reader #top male reader #seme male reader #bleach x male reader #ichigo x male reader #kai's thirsts

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hydrangeyes · 1 year ago

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Bleach Rambles

So if you don't know, Yes this already existed, my old account was deleted (accident but I can tell I won't be getting it back), and am reposting my old x male reader works!

I don't know if I saved all of them but here is one that was saved to my AO3 account.

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edit Nov.8.2023: THE WAY I MADE THIS JUST AS THE SHOW WAS COMING BACK

"I just reawakening my intense adoration for this series but for once I'm taking it slow here's a headcanon" headcanon

So I got back into bleach and am taking my sweet time rewatching it before I read the manga also, but hear are some headcanons as I read fanfic

Current 10/7/22: Back when I bout almost the complete manga series as an impulse buy when I had money lmao, I made this. Now the war is being animated and I'm HYPED (That and desperately looking forward to witch hat atelier anime)

Anyway I'm in love with most of the characters but i do have my fav 3.

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If you wanna romance ichigo, you have to be blunt about it

No beating around the bush, this dude is so oblivious unless your shoving a dick or tit in his face

💫Please don’t do that 💫👍🎉

But when you do confess, 100% no doubt in my mind he’s gonna be flustered and so confused

He’s got that “where such good friends.” While both of you are holding hands on a date vibe

Not saying he’s stupid but ya boi isn’t very bright either

It’s something you and tatsuki bond over in 2 ways. The first, “our orange haired babes are so oblivious and cute.” And the second, “God ichigo how dumb can you be?”

Don’t get me wrong it’s all in good fun but man, I feel like the whole confession scene will not go as expected, not even close

To add abit of drama maybe some tension between you and orihime? Before you both become good friends

Like there’s a jealousy over how close the other is to ichigo but in different ways

I think after a sorta awkward talk that turns earnest things smooth out and you’re best friends

Not a day goes by where anyone is able understand why you still try orihime’s off the wall cooking

Hmm ichigo can cook? But like he’s no master chef

Oh! Okay okay so confession scene

You both definitely get attacked by a hollow, up to you if you can see or interact with them

But I think it would be hilarious if you see ichigo trying to get away to fight, and you misunderstand, demanding him to just say he’s not interested instead of just trying to ditch you

Of course, of course that’s when the attack happens and you have bigger things to worry about

After everything ichigo gone over what you said, finds you, and before you can ask if he’s okay he kisses you

It’s actually really nice

Depending on some things I think you do get involved in the whole shinigami half life

Either as a fellow worker in Urahara’s shop or training to fight with ichigo (secret? On pay roll? Either works)

Oh! And Rukia surprisingly is the one to give you the “if you hurt my little brother/son/best friend” speech

It was horrifying and the art work she showed to demonstrate felt surreal

#x male reader #male reader #Ichigo x male reader #Bleach x male reader #I love this series down to my SOUL been there since it was first aired on adult swim right next to kekkaishi

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1k1ga1 · 1 year ago

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Hello!! New follower here! Do you make request for dion agriche? Can you make a continuon of but you can't stay away from me? It's it correct? Or not i hope, im not really good at english, Sorry!!

❝𝓜𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 , 𝓜𝐈𝐍𝐄 , 𝓐𝐋𝐋 𝓜𝐈𝐍𝐄…❞

━━ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐇𝐖𝐀 💭 𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐀 / 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃’𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

━━ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 💭 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐗 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 / 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

━━ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 💭 18+ , 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 , 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 , 𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 , 𝐔𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑

━━ 𝐀/𝐍 💭 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐎𝐎𝐂 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 :p

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who doesn’t know how to love someone. he was nurtured inside the womb with resentment and entered into this world as an unloved child, loathed by his own blood, his own mother.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who desperately yearns to know what it feels like to love and to be loved. to be cherished by someone unconditionally despite the stygian blood pumping in his veins and the innocent life untimely looted by his hands. wether it be familial love, platonic love, or romantic love, he just wants to experience something. just once in his life so he could believe himself to not be an unlovable child, and yet people only seem to have contempt reserved for him, and so he never knew how to express this inherent need.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who was the first to feel the attraction towards you, the only person who reached a hand out to him while wearing a bright smile and not a scowl of disgust. your kindness had touched the forsaken child in him that constantly pleaded to be treated with even a speck of affection. he only felt himself more charmed by you since, invoking dion to desperately cling onto that feeling of what he believed “love” to be—and perhaps it purely was, at first anyways.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who fell deeper and deeper into the pit of attraction until his usually logical mind becomes shrouded, believing his growing infatuation towards you to be love and he was willing to do anything to have you return his affection. even if it meant stripping you of your loved ones and precious lifestyle, even if it meant confining you to his room brimmed with empty luxuries for your amusement, even if it meant all your heart could ever spare him was your vitriol. he wholeheartedly believed that you would one day return his affection because he simply adored you too much for you to resent him forever, and he’d show you.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who was deeply touched when you were confirmed to be pregnant with his child, a sense of feverish delirium that he’s never even experienced even on his birthdays fluttering through his chest. he was convinced the child in your womb to be the greatest embodiment of your love, that its existence must’ve reified your love for him.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who swore to himself that he would love your child, even if he didn’t know how to. the forsaken child in him has already known what it’s like to be nourished by enmity and abhorrence, something that still haunts him into adulthood, and dion wishes to shield your child from that kind of treatment because its existence is precious and lovable purely because it shared your blood, and dion thinks every part of you is lovable.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who usually indulges your every whims (not that you usually have many requests for him), but begins to overindulge you during your pregnancy. even if you didn’t ask for it, he hires tailors to consult with you about specially-designed baby clothes. he even builds a brand new room with a playroom that would be connected to your shared bedroom so you could easily have access to the baby, and even allows you to decorate it however you want.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who follows you like your own shadow during your pregnancy, which really isn’t that different. he can’t really help it. the agriche mansion is a dangerous place with his savage siblings lurking around, always on the hunt for a new toy. even though they know not to test their limits with the unofficial favorite child of their father and his lover, they can torment you in ways other than physical and it makes dion fret for your health as well as the child’s. it’s better to be safe and sorry, even if he sometimes receive sharp glances from you when trailing after you.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who worries over your health so much he creates a whole new diet for you with strict rules regarding things you’re allergic to and things that might negatively affect the baby. he also rarely allows you to walk on your own two feet for too long, always timing your steps in his mind and anticipating the moment before you begin to feel worn out. he always swoops in to bridal-carry you in his arms to wherever your destination is, and takes your lack of comment as it’s own form of praise.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈��𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who monitors the growth of your belly bump every end of the week. he always glide his hand over your stomach to feel the baby’s heartbeat because he’s trained to detect any heartbeat and feels comforted by the fact the baby’s heartbeat grows stronger every time he checks. he’s also quite fond of caressing your stomach once a bump starts to form, no matter how subtle. especially when the two of you are in bed together, he always has a hand on your stomach, hoping the baby could sense his effort to become familiar with it.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who spoils you with new clothes and imported accessories because your body’s changing and he wants you to be comfortable. even though it might not seem like it most of the time with his indifferent expression, dion cares very much for your happiness and does whatever he can to keep you contented, although with some limits. wether this means spoiling you rotten or allowing you to order him around, dion actually won’t mind and will do as you say, although it seems you rarely ever do so.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who gets incredibly anxious when your due date approaches. he’s complied a lot of information about child birth throughout you pregnancy, just in case you go into labor before your due date, but that only means he’s also aware of the risks of giving birth, and for the first time ever, he feels fear not for himself but for another person. he gets incredibly sensitive during this time, especially his senses which goes haywire any time your heartbeat starts beating quicker than it usually does because of course he has your heart beat memorized. let’s just say a lot of good servants were lost during this time since dion needed many stress relievers.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is in full-blown panic mode when the big moment comes, and for him that means blanching paler than a dove and cold sweat drenching his entire body. he doesn’t even realize it but his body’s shaking because he feels pain even though he’s not wounded; your painful cries and sobs are enough for him to feel as if he’s been stabbed by a sword—no, perhaps even something so macabre couldn’t compare to what he felt when he was utterly helpless whilst you were suffering through something purely agonizing. he holds onto your hand as if you were his lifeline, and even your worst grip couldn’t get him to let go of you first.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who thinks to himself that maybe having only one child is enough. he partly believes so because he has no desire to see you in so much pain and losing unnecessary blood again, but also because he doubts wether he could love more than one child. dion’s heart is not nearly big enough to love more than you and hopefully this child, he could barely even love himself, and even then, dion doubts he would ever cherish your child more than he did you. even if you had asked so if him, he would fail to do it.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who feels lightheaded when he sees the bloody mess that spills from you. no, he’s not disgusted. he’s seen things much more gruesome and grotesque things, yet the fact that blood is coming from you makes him terribly anxious that something might go wrong and he might lose you. for the first time ever in his life, dion prays to something, anything for your safety because he’s simply helpless and he’s not used to it at all.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who doesn’t hear the baby’s cries but only your sigh of relief when the child is born. he immediately jumps to make sure that you’re fine and healthy, briskly checking your pulse and placing his ear near your chest so he could listen to your heartbeat. it has always calmed him down before and it works like a charm to calm him down once again.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who’s completely taut when the worries finally leave him. he’s like a dear caught in headlights that doesn’t know what to do, and his hands tremble slightly when the child is finally presented for him to hold. he first turns to you for a look of confirmation, and your hesitant yet nod of assurance had him gently taking the sniffling baby into his arms. it’s so small and delicate that dion doesn’t think he’s ever treated something so gently before��well, maybe you were the first.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who finds himself staring at its oddly shaped face as if he were bewitched. a smile never made its way to his callous face yet there’s a shine in his ruby eyes and an undeniable flush of excitement to his pale cheeks. even though he doesn’t find your child as adorable as you did at first, the beaming smile you wore as you held it was enough for dion to also nod along to your hazy words.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who pampers and cosset your child from day one. he’s always around to hold the baby when you’re tired, always admiring its cherubic countenance and incoherent murmurs. he treats your child as if it were a magical creature that’s never been discovered before, and his own curiosity about the baby is quite child-like in its purity and wonder.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who falls into the role of a father not without stumbling along the way. he’s not very expressive and has a hard time comprehending other’s needs, so dion finds it especially difficult to read your baby’s expressions and care for it correctly. he tries, he certainly does, so often that sometimes he’s just sitting around with your baby in his arms and trying to decipher its expressions and moods. he still doesn’t seem to get it right despite his many attempts.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who never lets the baby disturb your sleep. he doesn’t even do this deliberately. as a trained assassin his senses are naturally sensitive to the changes around him and a baby isn’t quite skilled enough to evade his detection. therefore, trust that you’ll have a peaceful sleep, and even if you are awaken it’ll be a gentle shake on your shoulder because dion just can’t seem to guess what the child needs, but you’ll never be awoken by a crying baby.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who doesn’t allow your baby to ever be close with his other family members. sure, his entire family might be aware of the fact he has a child and a “lover” but that doesn’t mean they also have the privilege to approach your child. he gatekeeps them so fervently that if another member of the family even mentions making an attempt, there might be a battle, and dion definitely won’t be the one loosing.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who personally teaches his child how to wield a sword and other self-defense techniques as they get older. it doesn’t matter if they’re a boy or a girl, they were unfortunate enough to be born into the house of agriche and knowing how to fight is the bare minimum to survive. of course, he won’t be as harsh as his instructors were in the past, often making some adjustments to focus on your child’s strength. he won’t be gentle even if they’re only sparring, and he doesn’t give out praises easily, however he does try to give physical encouragements such as head pats and the occasional hug.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who spoils your kid without restraint when they’re growing up and start having their own needs. be it imported toys or golden staffs for playtime, he doesn’t care as long as his child is kept contented. he even brings home exotic goods from places he visits on his missions for both you and your child as a reminder he was thinking about the two of you.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is uncertain if he’s loving his child correctly or if he even loves them at all. sure, there’s an attachment that’s developing that will definitely grow deeper as the years pass, and yes, they do have a certain bond no matter how their relationship might seem. however, his feelings towards your child is no where comparable to the feelings dion has towards you, that which he believes to be “love”, and therefore he can’t properly gauge his own feelings but also partly can’t seem to believe that he could truly love his child with the way he was raised. if worse comes to worse and he had to chose between the two of you, it would never be your child no matter how much time passes.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who passes on his certain idiosyncrasies onto his child. deliberately or not? we’ll never know. it’s quite easy to pick up on this when you begin to notice just how attached your child is to you and how they start getting possessive of you around the maids and easily getting enraged when a servant accidentally bumps into you. sure, your child might be the opposite of dion which allows them to express themselves easier, but they often do so wantonly and has sudden outbursts when it comes to you, almost as if they’re mirroring what dion just can’t seem to express.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is extremely proud when your child fervently agrees with his belief of keeping you to himself since you were the only one who was kind to him and how others were undeserving of your presence. this even gets to the point where the father-child duo will gang up on you whenever your emotions get out of hand and you start desiring to runaway again. they will manipulate you into believing that everything is just fine and that you would ruin everything if you acted upon those “passing impulses”, and they will do so without an ounce of guilt because in the end they’re still agriches.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who uses your child as another shackle to keep you tied to him along with the silver band on your ring finger that weighs you down. in the end, he’s grateful that you came into his life and gave him the taste of normalcy that he was so famished of. he’s grateful for the nights he would share his bed with you and your child, of the evenings the three of you would take a walk through the garden hand-in-hand, and of the dinners where the three of you would sit together like a peaceful family while your child would rant about their lessons.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who knows he owes all the happiness in his life to you and who’ll make sure to repay you in whatever way he can, and that includes making sure he’ll stay by your side until you grow old together. even in your next life and the many lives after, dion agriche swears that he will find you, because one simply can’t exists in the dark again without getting greedy after having embraced by the light.

#—ichigo 💭#manhwa x reader #yandere x reader #yandere manhwa x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #roxana #dion agriche #female reader #afab reader #yandere the way to protect the female lead’s older brother #the way to protect the female lead’s older brother x reader #yandere imagines #male yandere #yandere husband #twtptflob x reader #dion agriche x reader #yandere dion agriche #_𝟏𝐊𝟏𝐆𝐀𝟏_

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gloryhrs · 7 months ago

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━━ ⟡ 𝓛𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝓑𝐎𝐘𝐒, various.

ᥫ᭡ o. requested by — @normansnt. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

ᥫ᭡ i. ᧔𐓪᧓ 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐟𝐭 ━━ kenpachi zaraki, shūhei hisgai, ichigo kurosaki, & kisuke urahara.

ᥫ᭡ ii. ᧔𐓪᧓ trans [ ftm ] reader, fluff + comedy, modern era + everything takes in a non-soul society universe.

❨ KENPACHI ZARAKI. ❩

Kenpachi Zaraki . . . the brutal captain of the 11th Division had a passion for all things that revolve around fighting. But you know what else he has a passion for? You, his husband, and Yachiru, his daughter. He loves his little family and would protect you both till his final breath.

Kenpachi likes what he likes, and he loves you—so he didn’t understand why you were so scared of telling him that you were trans. He will always support you, no matter what the situation is or how bad it gets. When he found out about you being trans he just shrugged his shoulders and asked what was for dinner.

“Kenny? You aren’t mad at me . . . right?” You played with the hem of your kimono sleeves. Once you told your husband about your identity he just stood there . . . No reaction or anything. It was as if his system was rebooting. After what felt like years of silence he finally spoke, “Eh, not really. There’s nothing to be mad about, seriously.” He shrugged as he put his large hands on your shoulders before placing a sweet kiss against your sweaty forehead. “Now, what’s for dinner?”

“Also, I know I shouldn’t ask you this. But is that the reason why your chest was cut off?”

“Yes, Kenny.”

“Well I could’ve save us the money and did that myself!”

When Yachiru found out about the news she was so sweet and supportive. She understood the importance of the situation perfectly and even said you’ll forever be her dad, even if you didn’t give birth to her.

“Look dad! Look at the drawing me and papa made for you!” The little girl smiled sweetly as she held up a drawing that included blue, pink, and white—the trans flag colors. It was a drawing of her and Kenpachi wearing matching shirts that said “We love you Y/n” along while holding the little pride flags in their hands. You couldn’t help but smile brightly and place a little kiss against the girl’s cheek. “Thank you, Yachi. I’m gonna hang this up on the fridge, okay? You and Kenny’s art skills are amazing.”

❨ SHŪHEI HISAGI. ❩

Shūhei thinks of you as his safe space . . . one of the only few people he can be around without having to relax his shoulders every five seconds because he is feeling tense.

He didn’t care about the fact that you were trans, in fact, he thought you were brave. Since you didn’t hide yourself from the world, you weren’t too accepting of people like you. But that didn’t matter to him, he was going to protect you every step of the way, holding your hand without fear.

“I–I’ll still love you. No matter what, babe. Whatever you’re comfortable with, I’m comfortable with. You’re very handsome to me! Haha . . .” Hisagi laughed and nodded his head. He was so supportive in his own weird way, it was cute.

He loves snuggling into your chest like a little kitten after a long day of work. ♡ Each time he got home he would immediately throw his stuff on the ground without having a care in the world.

“Darling, I think your laptop was in there.” You spoke softly as you caressed the back of Shūhei’s head while he rested his cheek against your chest. The man had another stressful day at work and he threw his bag to the floor—you could’ve sworn you heard a slight crack. “It’ll be fine . . . it’s practically indestructible.” He muttered with his eyes closed and his breathing starting to slow down. Instead of aggravating him about it, you only smiled softly and ran your fingers through his hair.

It turns out that did end up breaking his computer and was charged on his tab at work for the incident.

“Damn it . . . (πーπ)”

❨ ICHIGO KUROSAKI. ❩

Ichigo was kinda known for taking certain subjects to heart—his family, friends, and most importantly, you. He knew about your identity since he was fifteen and he never judged you or discriminated against you for it. He would never use hurtful words or do hurtful things to you because he truly loves you with every last bone in his body.

When he’s around, he always makes sure that people use the correct pronouns on you and make sure you don’t feel uncomfortable in any shape or form. He doesn’t care who they are. They will respect you and your identity. When you would often speak up for yourself, you would always get turned down and ignored in the end. Which infuriated him to no end, he hated seeing you sad.

Ichigo's eyes glared holes into the back of the teacher’s head as she continued to refer to you as she and her. He noticed you tried to speak up for yourself but she only ignored you and continued to misgender you in the end—which made you go quiet for the rest of the class period. Once she referred to you as the wrong pronouns that’s when Ichigo decided to step in. “He said, his pronouns are he/him. Why do you keep referring to him as she and her? Did you not hear him the first time he corrected you?” Ichigo frowned while the teacher seemed a bit shocked at his words. “What the hell are you looking stupid for? Can you not hear?”

Since you’re his first boyfriend, he always tries his best to show you that he loves you—even though he can be a bit awkward at times. Good days or bad days, when he visits you, he always brings flowers and favorite snacks. He also has a habit of buying you merch of your favorite things because he just can’t help himself every time he walks by.

“Ichigo? Did you seriously buy me a set of these?” You chuckled at the sight of the jumbo plushie of your favorite animal. The plushie was so soft and fluffy that you couldn’t be upset with him that he spent so much money on it. “Yeah, when I saw it, I couldn’t help myself. It reminded me of you.” He smiled before he pulled out a cute little hairpin of your favorite animals and placed it in your head with a soft kiss to your cheek.

❨ KISUKE URAHARA. ❩

Kisuke wasn’t shocked at the news about your identity. Like Kenpachi, he knows what he likes and isn’t ashamed of it. Love is love, why should he be ashamed of being married to someone who isn’t afraid to express themselves? It didn’t make sense to him—but he didn’t care.

“Oh? Hehe, I guess we’re both husbands now, yeah?” The shop owner poked at your cheek with the end of his fan before covering his red cheeks with it. It was obvious he was flustered at his joke. Instead of getting upset at him about the joke you only smiled softly and playfully punched his shoulder.

Yoruichi is tired of you two deeply. She never saw Kisuke so deeply in love with someone, since he was a bit of a pervert. Every time she sees you both being lovey dovey she can’t help but let out a loud dramatic sigh. Kisuke would often joke around and call her jealous because she didn’t have anyone in her life. And it always resorted to her flipping him off or smacking him in the back of the head because of his smart-ass mouth.

“Why hello my most beautiful, precious, loving, and gorgeous husban—”

“Get a room you freaks!”

“I didn’t even finish my sentence!”

This man was your hype man—you want to show him your new outfit? Give him a show! Did you get a new haircut? He will give you compliments until you get sick of him! This man didn’t know how to stop once he had gotten started. Most of the time, you would never get sick of him and his compliments and pickup lines. Because, unlike most people, you genuinely found him funny. He would often talk like a high-school student just to get a smile on your face.

The moment he walked in on you trying on something new with a frown on your face he just couldn’t hold himself back. The man placed the fan up against his face as he began to speak. “Hey handsome, I guess there is a rainbow today as I just found the treasure I have been searching for.” He started to fan his face in a dramatic manner, which caused a series of laughter to leave your lips. “You like it? I think I got a size too small.” You tugged at the shirt and pants that were a little too tight in certain places. Kisuke, being the pervert he is only wolf-whistled while continuing to fan his pink cheeks. “My dear husband, do you mind doing a slight 360 for me? I would like to see something.”

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krewekreep · 1 year ago

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1.5K Words. tags: Praise Kink, Male Sub, Sub!BF AU, Committed Relationship AU, I’ll fill the rest out later. (Is a Respect Kink a thing? Or am I just deprived?) ((asking for a friend…))

Sub!BF who thinks you’re cruel the way you bend over to show him your welcoming pussy as he watches TV. Who can’t take the way you put him on his hands and knees, a drooling mess inches away from your noisy wet warmth as you finger yourself and play with your nipples. Who knows better than to touch you without permission or else he’s punished from touching you at all.

The submissive boy who gets nervous, pacing with sweaty palms when you text a slutty photo in your work uniform captioned: “they pissed me off at work today…be ready.” The Sub!Boyfriend that begins to clean and cook in preparation of your usually rough entrance. Who goes to the bathroom to freshen up so when you nuzzle against him it’s your favorite fragrances of vanilla, lavender, and bergamot. He who knows to use a little of your lotion for that added touch.

The Sub!BF that gloats to his other sub friends you can get him off by just kissing him. That his dom doesn’t leash him, or talk down to him. That his dom is the sweetest person in the world and takes care of him best. How you have to tell him it’s not appropriate to judge other dynamics and be a brat. How he doesn’t care cause that’s what he’s there to do…praise you beyond belief. How he holds your hands in his extremely sincere as he breaks his usual cooing to tell you how appreciative he is of you. How you allowed him to explore safely and feel fully loved. How you cry at his sincerity to which he grins widely, quickly rushing into the other room.

The Sub!BF that knows things did get out of hand. And you guys weren’t even supposed to get this far…and that’s why a black box with a ring adorned in your favorite jewel/metal is shaking in his nervous hand. How he tells you to close your eyes and at your protest pouting with an adorable “Pleasseeee?” When you give in and feel a soft velvet box in your hands. A promise ring. The Sub!BF that fell over in love with you when you said without a second thought: “Cock rings? A cock cage? I’ll only do that if you really make me mad…I’ll think about it. Your dick is mine, it is claimed. You do not need to be caged.”

How his previous experiences made him feel he had to submit a specific kind of way. He rests easy against your chest, sleepy, actually relaxed and feeling safe, as you tell him about your day. Who fights for the respect of your dynamic exclaiming: “This is my Dom! She is also my woman! But she’s only mine because I am hers, first. Don’t make me disappoint her by punching you in the face. She’ll deny me an orgasm!!”

The Sub!BF that asks permission so much you remind him in public to try toning it down…to which he then only shouts annoyed “What? I can’t ask if it’s okay? Who the fuck is gonna tell me I can’t ask my woman what she thinks? You have the final say!” In front of the cashiers who were previously side-eyeing you, now deep in registers or finding something to do.

How he asks if he can title you. As a new dom with somewhat of a respect kink you thought hard about it. Master was saved for especially salacious times. Ma’am and Mistress are too obvious, plus don’t suit you that much. You wanted something disguised, it turned you on to know when he’d say a certain term of endearment in public only he and you knew how you earned it. You thought on the time you first were dating, he was more overtly dominant but showing signs. You were ungraciously bumped into and huffed towards by a larger man you suppose had much to do. While annoyed being bumped into wasn’t the end of the world. You look around again with your new bae nowhere in sight…

“Hey, dickhead.” Your new bae was in front of the guy, hands in pockets staring a hole into him. You’d never seen him so protective and kinda sinister. You were so turned on. “You bumped into my girl. Say sorry.” The guy of course feels challenged and attempts to raise his voice. Before he could begin to cuss back your bae punched him in the face sending him flying. “You wanna disrespect my woman?” You leapt to him removing him as quickly as possible. You didn’t care at all about his defending you. It’s what he should do you thought. Having someone defend you like that was thrilling honestly. But you guys had to vacate as the scene brought attention and mall cops towards you.

You decided your title would be “my woman.” He looked at you confused. “Why that?” And as you elaborated, bringing his hand to your wetness. He understood. “Baby…” he cooed. “Can I please eat you?” He’d never asked outright for permission before. Newly dating for all of three months you both really agreed to take it slow. Hot headed as he was you could handle him and he never was that way with you. The title in public would make your thighs squeeze together. And depending on the conversation, like when you overheard him gaming bragging on you way too hard…that “my woman” sent you into the room. “Hi guys sorry to interrupt. I need to take him away for a bit. But he’ll be back.” Without a confirmation you hung up his headset, removed the controller from his hands, was nice enough to try saving his game to which he said it was auto…then turned the tv off, lights off, demanded he not move, nearing him to hit your knees and suck him off. His hand went to your hair to which you shook your head in disagreement. “Don’t touch. This for me. Not for you.” And how not soon after he came hard in your mouth leaning forward as his abs bent and tensed. “Oh my—baby I needed that. Thank you.” He says through labored breathing. How he raises you up to sit you in his lap. Purring and breathing heavy against your ear. How he peppered you all over in kisses that made you giggle.

You’d never tell him but you loved earning his submissiveness. Every time he unlocked himself to ask you to try something or let him try something the build of yearning was soon behind. You were attracted to him because of his masculinity which was still fully intact. How sexy it was for a man to take pride in being a sub. Overhearing him again mention he had been in some really unhealthy situations. How he was actually scared thinking he was a fucked up person for desiring that and that then he deserved to be treated unwell. How you had not known how many men in general wanted to pursue subbing. And how emotional you were knowing he really trusted you with his safety. How you’d likely eviscerate whoever had hurt him. And how you didn’t recognize the angry bubble of protection and ownership brewing in your gut.

You’d never tell him because you’d show him. “Here baby,” passing him meal preps for the gym you created in secret. “You love chicken, I get it, but you have to eat it differently sometimes. Plus you don’t moderate your calories enough. I know you want to build but don’t skip out tryna attain a certain physique. I’ll love you regardless and kill whoever complains.” You kiss him easily with no humor or tease in your statement. Kill? Who? Why? He was shook by your easy declaration thinking to himself how he’d kill anyone for you but that you didn’t need to know that. All he could do was watch you in love, never looking away. “Baby…I love you.” He says. It’s nothing to him. He loved you after your first date and really prayed to something unknown you’d work out. You look up at him beaming. “Really? I love you too baby!!” And as you kissed him you pulled away rushing him to the door. “Okay, okay, we’ll be all lovey dovey later.” He wants to protest but knows better. “You have to get to the gym on time so you can complete your routine on time so you can get to work on time!!! Bye bye! Don’t text and drive and you know I can tell.” Kissing him again as he holds his food against his chest like a kid dropped off at school. As you close the door you already are planning the meal he will eat when he gets home. As the door closes in his face all he could do is chuckle to himself before turning to start his day. “Hmmm, that’s really my woman isn’t it?”

Who: Denji, Yuuji, Gojo (this Nigga a sub to me 110%, I’ll fight for it.), Ichigo (moreso Ichigo in the beginning of Bleach.), Eren (if you disagree be serious with yourself…he’s an angry sub.), + whoever else!!! Lmk cause I’m building a sub list of sorts.

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reallyromealone · 1 year ago

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Vampire knight x male reader

So context

Reader has no like relationship with the other vampires

Yuuki is just human

And I removed all the incest shit from it

I'm rewriting my teenage fic series and making it make sense and not cringe lol

🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷

(name)s memories were always hazy, like it was just beyond a curtain.

(Name) looked confused as he stood in a courtyard, he was just with Ichigo walking to class... How did he get here?

Crouching (name) pulled out (candy) from his pocket and began snacking on it, He was told if he got separated to just wait till he was collected by the others. (Name) never really ventured around the school, often he stuck close to the others as they herded him away from anything they deemed unworthy. (Name) was curious as he glanced around his surroundings and took in the landscape before wandering to a fountain and remembered a human thing Senri taught him and pulled a coin from his pocket and chucked it in said fountain.

Now what?

(Name) stared at the fountain confused as he waited for something to happen but nothing did.

Dang he wished something did happen, humans were weird.

"There you are!" (Name) perked up and saw Aido said happily as Kain followed behind "you know Lord Kaname doesn't want you wandering" Aido said fondly, the sleepy omega clinging to Kain for warmth and Aido playfully pouted as they returned back to the others who looked relived at (name)s return "you worried us" Kaname chastised softly to the other who just stared off "we warned you it's not good to wander off, what if something happened?" (Name) just fidgeted slightly and Kaname sighed "if it happens again you will be punished" not like how he would Aido, the blond alpha usually doing things he very much shouldn't be doing and causing problems for others.

No, (name) was actually the least of Kaname worries in that aspect and usually his punishments were taking away things like his snacks and such, nothing crazy serious but (name) usually sulked about it.

(Name) pouted but let Kaname lead him away, the brunette Alpha keeping a hand on (name)s back as they went to class.

Omegas were extremely far in-between, male omegas were a rarity like no other and even more so amongst vampires, a male Omega vampire had a special ability; their pups would always be pure bloods no matter what.

Though there wasn't enough male omegas in the vampire community to test the theory, (name) was the first in many generations and he wasn't exactly Dam materials Ruka noted to herself as (name) passed out infront of his work.

She couldn't blame him though, they didn't need to be here but Lord Kaname wanted a better relationship with humans so they had to be. Lord Kaname was always protective of (name), keeping him close.

The night class tended to (name) as they would lord Kaname though the Omega didn't seem to notice, more interested in sleep and occasionally sneaking into their rooms because the Omega wanted contact.

(Name) sat beside Aido and Kain during the rest of class as the two blonds kept the sleepy vampire awake in hopes he would retain some information.

"You can nap when we return to the dorms" Kain said to (name) who pouted but tried to pay attention to the class but was not succeeding in the slightest.

Kaname smiled softly at (name) who offered him various sweets, an adorable sense of determination to find a suitable snack as Kaname gently declined his treats as class ended, The sound of screaming girls so late-- or early depending on who you asked was shrill and unpleasant to (name); Kaname keeping him close and away from the hands of the day class students.

Yuuki never knew what to do with (name).

Her dad told her about (name), the Omega was found alone with no memories and taken in by Rukas family but he never went into detail on why (name) was so important, smiling at his daughter with a hint of sadness "he gets to choose what he wants in life... I don't think he's gotten that before this"

(Name) perked up as he saw Yuuki, he enjoyed her company as she was often quite kind to the sleepy vampire and even taught him how to knit, the Omega making blankets after that for his nest.

"Hello (name)--Stay back-- how are you?" Yuuki struggled to keep the fans away as the night class kept a v e r y close eye on the Omega who wandered towards her "Shiki is taking me to get treats..." (Name) whispered slowly before looking at the fans "(name) come now, he have to get to the dorms" Ichigo called out and (name) bid Yuuki goodbye before wandering back to the others.

Though he didn't get far.

A day student reached out and grabbed (name), pulling hard enough to rip his uniform and then hell nearly broke loose.

(Name) was pushed behind Kain and checked on by the other night students as a gun fired, Zero finally making his appearance and glaring down the startled day students "you all have somewhere to be, so fucking get to it or I swear to god I'm going to make your lives miserable" zero seethed out and the day students went quiet for a moment before complaining to the white haired teen.

(Name)s vision was blurry, he vaguely remembers getting lifted before things faded out.

(Name) woke in his bed, soft blankets and familiar scents as he slowly sat up and stretched as Kaname entered the room, holding a glass filled with red liquid "you haven't been eating, you know you need the strength so close to your heat"

(Name)s room was shrouded in darkness as he had blankets over his shoulders "drink" Kaname instructs the Omega who took the glass "... I lost my pills... Yuuki was going to help me look" (name) whispered as he took a sip, though the liquid tasted closer to cranberry and battery acid his hunger was satisfied even slightly "why didn't you say anything?" Kaname interrogates lightly and (name) shrugged "forgot... I'm sorry..."

Kaname gently traced (name)s cheek and sighed, he couldn't be to mad at (name).

"The sweets you consume won't satiate you, if you lose them again tell me" Kaname said to the Omega be was set on making his mate, (name) nodding and leaned into his touch as he always did.

(Name) craved contact from the others, a sleepy distant expression painting his face.

The 18 year old was so tired, he never knew why though.

"You have tomorrow off, I'll have new pills for you then" Kaname said and gently pushed (name) into bed "sleep" his voice gentle but firm as he left the room, (name) watching him leave before falling asleep.

#male reader #x male reader #vampire knight x reader #vampire knight x male reader #kaname x reader #ichigo x reader #aido x reader #zero x reader #im to lazy to add all thse god damn characters

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thanquan · 2 days ago

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"Why so shy, strawberry?"

"I'm not shy, damnit."

#bleach x male reader #bleach x oc #ichigo kurosaki #bleach x reader #ichigo kurosaki x reader

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brittscafe · 11 months ago

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HI BRIT HRUUU HOWS COLLEGE🍣🍣 :D

OK HEAR ME OUT PLS (if you want to lol)

ichigo kurosaki x male Top reader

Basically can you write smut of them doing it in Ichigos bedroom

And the reader has to cover Ichigos mouth because he being loud 🍣🍣

OMGG HIII! College is slowly going by, I'm almost done with my semester, thank you for asking! :) I'm leaving on Thursday to go home!!

Having sex in Ichigo's bedroom is one thing, doing it while his father is home is a whole different thing.

The way the bed springs shift and creak each time you thrust into him. Puffy, whiny moans leave Ichigo's mouth, his jaw dropped open.

"You have to be quiet," you hiss out, eyes meeting Ichigo's. His eyes are teary from all the pleasure you're making him feel and his hands are gripped onto your biceps, fingers digging into your skin.

"i-i can't!" Ichigo whines out as you swiftly pull back your hips and snap them into his. Ichigo's eyes roll into the back of his head and his whole body trembles.

"Why? Does my cock feel too good?" you tease him, letting out a low chuckle.

"Stoppp," Ichigo whines out, his cheeks turning slightly red. The thrusts become harder, the sound of skin slapping filling the room.

Ichigo's eyes squeeze shut and loud moans spill out from his mouth, echoing in the room. As much as you love the sound of Ichigo's moans in your ear, he's being too loud right now.

"Can't have your father hearing you scream my name," you explain, cupping your hand over his mouth and muffling his sounds.

Ichigo squirms underneath your body, sweat forming along his chest as you pound into him. The knots in Ichigo's stomach are starting to come undone as your cock continues to hit that sweet spot buried deep inside of him.

His moans, whines, and cries are muffled by your hand over his mouth. Ichigo's half tempted to bite into your hand, sink his teeth into your flesh.

The way he clenches around you, making you even more sensitive down there. You dip your head down into his shoulder and open your mouth, biting down on his skin.

You can feel his heavy, warm breath hitting your mouth as he pants, getting closer to his release.

Ichigo thrashes underneath you as you suck on his sensitive skin, hips meeting his until he finishes, cries and moans muffled by your hand.

#bleach imagines #bleach #bleach x male reader #ichigo kurosaki #ichigo kurosaki x reader #ichigo kurosaki smut #ichigo kurosaki x male reader #bleach headcanons #bleach x you #bleach x y/n #bleach x reader #bleachanime #bleach anime #bleachichigo #smut #smut x male reader

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uraharasfavoriteexperiment · 6 months ago

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i hate writers block i hate writers block i hate writers block i hate writers block i hate writers block i hate writers block

#~ | posting #《 rhy writes ♡#bleach x male reader #bleach men x male reader #ichigo x male reader #ichigo kurosaki x male reader #bleach x male reader smut #jjk x male reader

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devilslilbandit · 2 years ago

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I beg I beg I beg for someone for someone to please start writing for x male reader bleach fanfics there’s nothing on here and it breaks my heart cause there’s so many characters who’d make great personalities for a descriptive male reader there could be so much variety in these fanfics and I need it please save me I’m drowning in Down badness

Me waiting for y’all to do bleach x male reader content

#bleach #bleach tybw #tybw arc #bleach x reader #bleach x male reader #x male reader #grimmjow jaggerjack #ichigo kurosaki #kisuke urahara #renji abarai #jushiro ukitake #byakuya kuchiki #ulquiorra cifer #kaien shiba #shunsui kyoraku

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kiwicopia · 10 months ago

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🍑 = female reader

🍆 = male reader

🍓 = gender neutral reader

⚠️ = spoilers

🔅 = fluff

✳️ = angst

💠 = smut/suggestive

🩸 = blood & gore

🔪 = yandere

Bad Breakup (fic) 🍑💠

♥️ No requests | Irregular posts | Likes & reblogs ♥️

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infernalodie · 2 years ago

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𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 || 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐣𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳

a/n: I’m terribly sorry if this wasn’t the greatest. I haven’t typed for anythign in a few days, so I feel incredibly rusty. But I edited what I thought needed editing and I hope it is good now.

“𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘖𝘩, 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘱“

Inspo: Brandon - Elastic Jeremy Zucker - full stop

Pairing: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Kurosaki!Male!reader

Summary: He made you into who you are now...

Warnings: Fluff and angst

Requested: @devilslilbandit

Words: 3971

It felt like you were in an endless freefall—body weighing heavier than anything imaginable as you slowly fell to the ground that you never seemed to meet. If anything, the limitless descent gave the feeling of water surrounding you and invading every inch of your figure as you allowed it to carry you further and further into the unknown. The ripples of bubbles escaping your nose and parted lips with your eyes heavy, able to see the light above you become smaller and smaller each second.

But the further you went, the more you felt yourself change. Mind fracturing and jumbled incompletely with your body becoming numb. You were losing yourself and you didn’t even know it. Body becoming morphed into something beyond your understanding and knowledge. And by the time you finally felt the solid surface of what felt like sand, you opened your eyes.

Sitting up and looking around, only to find endless, barren, sand dunes. “Ichigo?” You called shakily, looking down. Your eyes only widen at the sight of paws resembling your hands. Looking down, you found your body covered in fur, and your tail that was stiff, from your emotions going haywire at the sudden sight of you being a cat.

“What the hell?” You murmured, standing up on your legs and looking for any sight of your younger brother. “Ichigo? Ichigo, where are you?” Yet, all you found in response was the howling winds and particles of sand that got in your eyes and fur. Releasing a whimper as you curled in a ball, eyes cautiously peeking out to spot the familiar orange mob that would belong to your brother. But as the seconds ticked down and slowly turned from seconds to minutes, to hours, you soon realized that he wasn’t coming. He wasn’t coming to save you as he promised. “Ichigo, please. I need you.”

Days blended into one another and time began to fade from your mind. Nothing changed from the landscape/anything with your surroundings. Only knowing the fair amount of Hollows that came across your path where you hid or ran from the devilish creatures. You knew enough about Hollow and knew what to expect from the many years you had spent with Ichigo gaining his powers. But never did you think you would be roaming the seemingly endless desert where the Hollows roamed with free will. You didn’t belong here, and they all knew it.

The mundane schedule of you sleeping in a tiny ball, walking in hopes of finding someone, and getting chased by Hollows was getting tiring. Seeing the same dark cloudy sky was becoming boring and only made you wish that you had met a simpler fate and not a torturous one such as this. Made to endure until you likely would give up and accept that Ichigo had likely forgotten you.

“Would you look at this little kitty.” That disgusting voice that you’d been hearing for days now filled the air, being carried with the winds. You were held between two giant fingers, neck threatening to snap with the tiniest flick of his finger. His lifeless eyes and toothy grin made the fur all over your body stand up on its end with a growl vibrating through your throat.

The pitiful sound made the Hollow laugh maniacally. “Oh, is the little pussy cat going to scratch me?” He mocked, looking to one of the other Hollows by his side. “We can split him in two and share-” Before he could finish, he let out a scream at the feeling of you attacking his eye. Claws and teeth digging and ripping at the tough organ, narrowly avoiding each slap of the Hollow’s hand that came down upon his own face.

By the time you had been ripped from his eye, you had created an irreversible hole. Blood leaked out of the crevis as you had been tossed to the ground. Your pale white fur became beautifully contrasted with the red that seemed to match perfectly. But at this point, from the force of your body hitting the ground, you didn’t know if some of the blood belonged to yours or if it was his.

But as you shakily rose to your feet, swaying slightly, you saw the Hollow hold his eyes. The crimson breached through the cracks of his fingers as he looked down at you. “I’m going to kill you, you little shit-” As his hand reached out for you, you closed your eyes. Expecting to finally be released from this hellish torment. But what you heard was a scream with your fur being drenched in some sort of liquid. A screech fell from your lips as your eyes shot wide, finding the Hollows being killed left and right. Limbs cut to bits with the sound of laughter filling the air.

It was a blur of how fast the attacker was teleporting. You couldn’t keep your eyes trained on them for any longer than a second. Each slash of their sword sent gusts of wind in the vicinity and nearly propelled you back by the force. Their spiritual pressure was nothing you had felt before. Ichigo was strong, but you were tempted to even say that this person or thing was stronger. All you could do was watch the Hollows be killed one by one until you were the last living Hollow in the radius. Although you were glad for your saviour, you knew you were in the land of the Hollows. Not any normal Hollow had this type of strength and speed like you’d just seen.

And who the hell laughs like a crazy person while killing Hollows?

As you were about to stand up, not wishing to be caught and killed, someone teleported in front of you. Their feet were the first thing you saw before you slowly took in their full appearance. White and black were the main colour pallet for their clothes, but what caught your eye was the sizable hole in the center of their stomach. A long scar panning from their left collarbone to their lower right abdomen. But once you saw no sign of breasts, you looked up at the man that stared down at you curiously. His lips were moving; speaking to you, but you couldn’t care. You were flabbergasted by his sky-blue eyes, a colour you forgot ever existed. His hair matched the colour of his eyes with teal eyeliner wings in the corner of his eyes. And on the right side of his face, the cheek and teeth of a skull were attached to his face, but it somehow only made him all the more attractive. He was a specimen if you’d ever seen one.

“Oye!” You blinked, finally realizing the man, or whatever he was, had been talking to you. His brows furrowed, eyes narrowing in clear annoyance by your lack of response.

“Umm, hi?” You greeted shakily, thankful that your nervous smile couldn’t be seen. That and the warmth you felt on your face by your obvious staring. “Thank you for helping me. I’ll just continue on my way.”

He watched as you turned around, beginning to walk before you fell on your side. Chest rising and falling in rapid choked breaths. You had definitely injured yourself in the fight. Maybe you broke a rib or there was internal bleeding. Or-

“We aren’t done here, kitty.” Two large hands picked you up, a gasp falling from your lips as you were cradled in the mysterious man’s arms. You watched him stare ahead of him, beginning to walk with a clenched jaw.

There was no reason for this man to help you. It wasn’t like you were wanting to be helped. You were forgetting what life before this was like and you wanted to keep some memory of it before you lost your mind here. So, death seemed like the next greatest thing. But now, you were being reminded of the beautiful blue skies that use to be hung over you each day. How each day when you looked into the sky, it was a brand new canvas of uniqueness that you hadn’t seen any other time.

Years passed and things were drastically changing for you. In the fact that you weren’t a cat anymore and finally in your human form. And as for right now, you were dealing with a rather annoying Ulquiorra that wouldn’t stop staring at you from across the table. Aizen’s voice was loud and clear but simply ignored as you looked at the man across from you with a raise of your brow.

“Is there something you would like to save, Ulquiorra?” You questioned, silencing Aizen from his long tangent. All the Espada turning towards the two of you in question.

“You and Grimmjow, you’re planning something,” he stated simply. “I will give you this one chance before-”

Before he could finish, you flash-stepped and pressed your sword to his throat. Leaning down for your lips to be right beside his ear and smiling. “Now, listening here, kiddo,” you muttered. “Other’s may find you scary or powerful even, but I don’t. I know of your second form which would only be fun to be up against in my Vasto Lorde form.”

Pressing the sword deeper into his neck, you hissed, “But I swear, on my life, if you say his fucking name or suggest something that isn’t true, I’ll parade your corpse everywhere imaginable.” You tapped his cheek, turning his chair towards Aizen, who watched with some form of curiosity. “Now, apologize to the boss man for being an asshole.”

Now, when you first joined the Espada, not many people considered you a threat. But Grimmjow only told you to use that to your advantage. Get stronger to a point that was nearly unimaginable for any of them to understand. And that was exactly what you did. Having enough power to hide your spiritual pressure until you felt the need to release it as a warning.

And feeling the sudden shimmering of Spiritual Pressure, Ulquiorra couldn’t help but gasp. He banked off of people being afraid of him and giving up when it came to going against him. But you had been silent in every single meeting they had and you’d been running to places with Grimmjow. Either planning something or training. But the feeling of your strength did leave Ulquiorra’s hands shaking slightly.

“I am sorry,” he muttered, before the weight of your Spiritual Pressure disappeared with your barely nicking his neck with your sword. Silently walking away and exiting the assembly hall with Grimmjow close in tow.

By the time the two of you were outside, Grimmjow had you pinned to a wall with his lips planted against yours. A whine fell from your lips as you held onto the waistband of his pants. Cold fingers teasing his pelvis with your delicate fingers brushing across his skin. Smiling at the groan that rose in Grimmjow’s throat.

Parting just a breath away, Grimmjow smiled down at you. Your bruised lips, and flushed cheeks, you were everything he knew you to be when he found you all those years ago. “My sweet, little kitten.”

“Ichigo Kurosaki!” Grimmjow’s thunderous voice filled the endless landscape of Hueco Mundo. A realm that you once thought to be lifeless beside the few Hollows that threatened your life. But now, you were feeling a mixture of spiritual pressures that made your head heavy.

But you were trying to focus on your brother that had finally come to find you, or that was what you’d like to believe at least. That hope and idea were long forgotten years ago. They disappeared the moment Grimmjow appeared in your life. The moment he smiled at you for the first time. And the first time he held. Ichigo had been a memory to your mind and you were to his. It may have hurt at first, but you accepted it with due time and moved on.

“Oh, you’re brother, eh?” Grimmjow scratched the back of his head, lips curving into a devilish smile. “I killed him the moment I learned he shared your last name- Oh, no!” The man watched the flicker of light in the distance before a deafened gust sliced through the air. The impact was delayed by a millisecond, but when it registered, everyone in the radius was sent flying.

In a flash of blue, an explosion ahead of Grimmjow caused dirt and debris to fly up. The ground and infrastructure around the group wailed under the stress of the force. Grimmjow groaned, trying to turn his cheek and evade the pebbles that pelted against his face. But with his squinted eyes, he could see that all too familiar silhouette through the clouds of smoke. A hint of a smile twitched on his face as the smoke finally cleared.

Ichigo watched with furrowed brows as the sight of bellowing locks could be seen on a figure. Their vivid orange stands out like a sore thumb with their drastic shorter height only adding to who Ichigo believed to be in front of him. And when the smoke finally cleared, he saw you.

You stared at him, lips pursing as you blinked rapidly, feeling the warmth behind your eyes. Lips parting barely a centimetre as you exhaled shakily. He looked so different. His hair was faintly longer, nothing too different. His eyes were kinder and softer from the usual judgemental glare they used to be held toward you. And they were sure as hell different when you saw tears brimming along the edges. A sight that was so foreign that you couldn’t help but need to bring it close and see if you were simply being deceived.

Letting out a chuckle as you opened your arms in welcome, smiling softly with your own tears sliding down your cheeks. “Hey, Ichigo.”

It took Ichigo a moment, eyes and mind trying to process the person in front of him. You. You were alive. You were here, with him. Anyone could understand how he felt his own sense of confusion and doubt, but when he fell into your arms, he knew you were real. Although you were unimaginably smaller compared to him, you held him like he was a child. Holding his face in your shoulder, handfuls of your baggy jacket being balled in his hands as he dropped his sword to melt into your grasp.

The both of you stood there for a few moments, forgetting the very noticeable problem that the two of you were faced with. But it fell to the back of your guys’ minds when you two parted an arm’s length. Ichigo shook his head as he stared at you with parted lips. “I thought- When Byakuya killed you, he-” Ichigo could barely form a proper sentence before you chuckled softly.

Hands holding his cheeks as you smiled softly. “I died, yes,” you confirmed. “But I was brought here, to Hueco Mundo where Grimmjow found me. He saved my life, Ichigo.”

Speaking of Grimmjow, he watched with an incredulous look on his face, watching you and Ichigo talk. A pang of jealousy in his chest as he cleared his throat, recoiling slightly when you turned your head with a deadpan expression. Able to see the twitch of your nose as you glared at him daringly. “Y/n! I am fighting your brother-”

Before he could even explain himself, you flash-stepped from Ichigo’s arms and tackled Grimmjow. A yell fell from Grimmjow’s lips as you straddled his waist, gripping the collar of his jacket and shaking his body violently. “I know what you’re doing, you idiot!” You yelled. “And don’t think you’re getting away with saying you “killed me”. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll back the hell off right now!”

“Babe, I get it! Let me breathe! I can’t breathe!”

Ichigo stood there, confusion written all over his face as Orihime stood beside him, just as confused. “Well, we found him, I guess,” she said.

“Yeah, and there is a lot that has changed,” Ichigo added.

As soon as you had finished trying to kill Grimmjow, you waved for your brother to follow. Grimmjow and Ichigo butting head to head, hissing insults at one another. But although they held an intense rivalry with one another, they never engaged because you were here. And it wasn’t out of fear of hurting you because judging by you being Espada and having a much greater Spiritual Pressure then Grimmjow, you could handle them both.

But Ichigo could also tell that just by the smile you held, the way you silently reached for Grimmjow’s hand and how he accepted without question, you were happy. Of course, before Byakuya killed you you were happy, but this was different. Although Hueco Mundo was mundane with its features, he could see the glimmer in your eyes when you took in its plain views. This was your life and you seemed happy living like this.

More importantly, you seemed happy with Grimmjow. Someone who’d been causing some serious problems for Ichigo since they first met. Smiling and pushing Grimmjow away every time he tried to sneak a kiss, to which you blushed and reminded him of Ichigo’s and Orihime’s presence. And very often did Ichigo hear Grimmjow whisper, “I’ll kill him if he thinks I’m going to stop showing my love to you, kitten.”

But this love and genuine happiness that you had for him, did that mean you knew what he was doing and what he’d done? How he hurt Rukia? He sure hoped so because he wasn’t sure how much longer he could play the buddy card until they eventually fought.

Eventually, all four of you stood on a large tower, given a beautiful sight of what could be seen of the plain realm. A realm that you couldn’t understand why Grimmjow wanted to rule over. Yet, you found it amusing of all the “great” things he would do for Hueco Mundo.

“Ichigo, I brought you here to show you something,” you stated, walking toward the edge of the tower. Looking back at your brother, you tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear and waved him over. “I need you here to see it for you to understand the implications.”

With cautious eyes directed to Grimmjow, who simply kept his nose in the crown of your hair, Ichigo walked over. Coming to your side where you grabbed his hand softly and raised it to the sky. The dark clouds of the night slowly began to part with the moon rising high. “What’s happening?” Orihime muttered softly.

“Y/n’s powers are allowing Ichigo to see what’s hidden,” Grimmjow stated. “A truth none of the other Espada know about, except Baraggan, the ruler of Hueco Mundo. It took time, but not even Ulquiorra can find our secret.”

The clouds soon parted completely and Ichigo could only see two stars in the sky. Two singles stars shone brightly with the faintest glimmer in the gap between them. Ichigo lowered his hand, brows scrunching together as he tried to silently find the reason why you were showing him this. What was so important about this that it needed his attention?

“Ichigo, look at me.” Your gentle order was heard and followed. Your younger brother looking and finding you placing a heart over your chest where a glow was found around the edges. That alone was enough to emit a glow from Grimmjow’s chest. “Grimm and I… we’re bounded as one.”

It had been two years after the both of you met and 7 months after you guys started dating that you had the strength and idea to bring Grimmjow the possibility of relief if one of you were to die. Now, of course, Grimmjow promised he wouldn’t let anyone hurt you and he would kill them if they glanced in your direction. But after explaining your plan and giving your reason, he was more than willing to accept.

“I’m sorry, I- I don’t understand,” Ichigo sputtered, staring at you incredulously. “You are one person?”

“Well, not exactly,” you chuckled. “We’re two entities, but our hearts are made into one by the connection I created. I can feel when he’s nervous, excited, sad just by the melody of his heart.”

Still, Ichigo stared at you in confusion and you glanced up at Grimmjow. Finding his kind eyes focused solely on yours, nodding in approval to telling the most important detail. Looking back at Ichigo, you bit your bottom lip. “If I were to die, or Grimmjow, the other would follow instantaneously,” you stated. “Hearts or whatever you want to call it stop at the same moment.”

The way you spoke about this was so soft and content that it scared Ichigo. How could you be so fine with dying so unexpectedly? Didn’t you want to come home and see everyone? Didn’t you want something more than Hueco Mundo and the war that seemed to be brewing?

But Ichigo couldn’t find himself blaming you for wanting something different. As long as he could remember, you were always trying to do your own thing whilst your guys’ dad wished for you to become a doctor or something. Now, you had free will. You had the power you wished to be happy and not feel judged or forced into something you didn’t want. Here, with Grimmjow, you had everything you needed. A life you never thought possible and a safe key to saving you from any pain that could occur if you lost Grimmjow.

“You can’t be serious, right?” Ichigo muttered. “I came here to bring you back. But you’re now telling me that if he attacks me and I accidentally kill him, I kill you?” His voice wavered, clear confusion in his words as he stared at you. It wasn’t something you expected him to accept. If it was him in your shoes with Orihime, you’d likely be locking them up in the Soul Society as you went and found a way to change their decision. But this was you.

You’d travelled miles in Hueco Mundo, your soul had been battered and forgotten. But when you joined the Espada and worked effortlessly up the ranks, you found meaning and love. Maybe it wasn’t the greatest place based on who led them, but it was better than wandering Hueco Mundo and searching for something to kill you. And you found love in the recklessly, self-intitled, little shit named Grimmjow that you loved more than life itself. Because if life were to seise, all you wished was to be with him through it. To feel his arms hold you and never plan on letting go.

“Ichigo,” you sighed, shaking your head. “I don’t expect you to understand it and that’s fine. But this is my decision and my warning. I can keep Grimm on a short leash, but this doesn’t change what could happen if you hurt him.” You walked towards your brother, placing a hand on his shoulder softly. “But you have my sword. Call upon me and I’ll be there to fight.”

He nodded slowly, looking past you and towards Grimmjow, who had his arms crossed firmly over his chest. “Grimm with also assist you if need be.” You turned your head towards your boyfriend and glared. “Isn’t that right, Grimm?”

The blue-haired man scoffed, grabbing the back of your jacket and yanking you into his chest. Pressing a delicate kiss to your forehead and sighing, “Yeah, whatever.” He wouldn’t say it in front of anyone except you, but whatever you asked from him, he would do. So, if that meant you wished for him to fight by Ichigo’s side, then he would. And if it secured a longer life with you, he wouldn’t hesitate.

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