#coyote starrk x you

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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒/𝐎

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: Grimmjow, Starrk, Ulquiorra

➳❥ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: Hello! Can I have a request? How would Starkk, Grimmjow, and Ulquiorra adjust to a human world with human s/o?

➳❥ 𝐀/𝐍: I had too much fun with this piece lol. Enjoy!

➳❥ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: How they adjust to living in the human world with you.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Coyote Starrk

↬ Starrk found the human world baffling, mainly because of how noisy everything seemed compared to Hueco Mundo. Car alarms, the hum of electricity, and people chatting endlessly in cafes had him constantly muttering, “Do humans ever shut up? Where is the off switch?”

↬ He had a lazy charm that worked in his favour. He would somehow manage to get free samples from the bakery down the road just by looking mildly interested. “You know, this human world isn’t so bad when they hand out food for no reason.”

↬ Teaching him to use modern appliances was a trial. He once accidentally turned the vacuum cleaner on full blast and almost blasted himself through the wall. “This thing’s alive, isn’t it?”

↬ He was a natural with animals, though. Dogs adored him, and he could walk into a park and have a pack of strays following him within minutes. You joked he was assembling a canine fracciones.

↬ He had an odd fascination with pigeons. He’d sit on park benches for hours, watching them mill about, occasionally throwing them crumbs. “They’re like tiny, less annoying Lilynettes. I like them.”

↬ Cooking became a mild obsession for him once he realised how much variety the human world offered. You caught him watching cooking tutorials on your phone. “Why do they all say, ‘easy recipe’ when this involves twenty steps and an oven I barely understand?”

↬ He was incredibly protective in the human world, though it didn’t show in dramatic ways. He’d keep you on the safe side of the pavement, steer you away from crowded areas, and shoot deadly glares at anyone who even glanced at you wrong. “Humans don’t know their place sometimes. Annoying, really.”

↬ He once tried going grocery shopping alone and came back with entirely the wrong things. You asked for bread and milk; he brought back jam and six bags of crisps.

↬ You introduced him to Netflix, and he became addicted to crime dramas. He liked to critique the criminals’ plans. You also caught him talking to your cat one afternoon, a very serious conversation about naps. “Listen, furball, if you don’t appreciate a good nap, what’s the point of life?”

↬ He was baffled by your human obsession with coffee. One morning, after trying it for the first time, he leaned back, his eyes narrowing at you. “So you willingly drink this dirt water every day?”

↬ Every time you mentioned going to work, he’d dramatically throw himself across the doorframe. “No. Stay. Your world’s already loud enough—don’t leave me to suffer alone.”

↬ Sleeping in the human world was oddly peaceful for him. He would stretch out on your sofa, claim half the bed without meaning to, and casually drape an arm over you. Just don’t let him sleep on a water bed. Worst sleep of his life.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

↬ The feral kitty cat was convinced humans were weaklings until you took him to a gym. He ended up challenging some poor bloke to a weightlifting contest, won, and then complained it wasn’t a fair fight. Eventually, exercising was his idea of fun. He got addicted to the gym, showing off during pull-ups or weightlifting. “You watching? Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

↬ Adjusting to technology was a nightmare. He refused to admit he didn’t know how to use a phone and kept swiping at the screen like he was challenging it to a fight. “Why doesn’t it do what I tell it to? Stupid thing.”

↬ He got into trouble almost daily. One time, he scared a street performer by growling when they asked for a tip. You had to stop him from picking fights with random joggers. “What? They were staring too long. Looked like they wanted a challenge.”

↬ You tried teaching him how to cook, but he turned it into a battle. “Fire’s too weak. How do you even boil water in this thing?” He ended up burning toast and proudly declaring it a success.

↬ He was surprisingly good with kids, though he’d never admit it. Once, a group of kids challenged him to a game of football in the park, and he got way too into it. You had to stop him from trash-talking a ten-year-old. “What? They need to toughen up!”

↬ Animals adored him, which annoyed him to no end. Dogs would trot up to him on walks, wagging their tails. “What’s your deal? Go away!” But you caught him sneaking them pats when he thought you weren’t looking.

↬ Grimmjow got jealous easily in the human world. If anyone flirted with you, he’d casually stand behind you with his arms crossed, glaring like an angry kitty ready to pounce. “They can look somewhere else unless they want trouble.”

↬ You introduced him to video games, and he was instantly hooked. He preferred fighting games and made it his mission to beat you every time. “Don’t hold back, or I’ll make you regret it.” When he finally lost, he pouted for hours.

↬ He mocked human horror films relentlessly. “This is supposed to scare you? I’ve seen Hollows scarier than that guy with the knife.”

↬ He hated wearing human clothes at first and complained endlessly about jeans (like those skinny jeans Urahara gave him lol). “These things are like a prison for my legs!” Eventually, he settled for hoodies and track pants, which he grudgingly admitted were “not bad.”

↬ Going out to eat was chaos with him. He’d order the spiciest thing on the menu just to prove he could handle it, then spend the rest of the meal pretending his face wasn’t red. “I’m fine. This? This isn’t hot at all.”

↬ He did love human food but refused to admit it. “What’s this crap? Tastes alright, I guess.” Yet you caught him hoarding spicy crisps and chugging fizzy drinks like they were going out of style.

Ulquiorra Cifer

↬ The fourth Espada treated the human world like a scientific experiment, observing everything with quiet fascination. You once caught him staring at a vending machine for ten minutes before he asked, “How does it decide what to give you?”

↬ He doesn’t understand the need for human social practices, like small talk. When someone greeted him with, “How are you?” he replied, “That is irrelevant,” and walked away, leaving you to apologise.

↬ He had an unexpected knack for blending in. His quiet demeanour and neutral expression made him oddly suited to working in your local library. The librarian adored him for his efficiency, though he refused to smile at patrons. “They do not need my emotions to find a book.”

↬ He doesn’t understand sarcasm at all. When you joked about him being a terrible flatmate, he replied, entirely serious, “Then perhaps I should leave.” And then proceeded to depart.

↬ Was very baffled by human food. You once handed him a chocolate bar, and he stared at it like it was a piece of alien technology before taking a cautious bite. “This…is acceptable.” But no spicy food, please.

↬ He was deeply confused by human emotions. Once, you cried watching a sad film, and he frowned. “Why are you leaking from your eyes over something fictional?”

↬ He adapted to human clothes surprisingly well, favouring monochrome outfits that matched his Espada uniform. You teased him about looking like a model, and he replied, “If that is how humans perceive me, it is irrelevant.”

↬ Ulquiorra had a habit of silently appearing behind you, scaring you half to death. When you yelled at him, he tilted his head and said, “If your reaction is fear, then perhaps your spiritual awareness is lacking.”

↬ He found rain fascinating. One evening, you found him standing on the balcony, staring at the sky as water drenched him.

↬ Despite his stoic nature, he had a protective streak. Once, a stranger got too close to you, and Ulquiorra stepped in, his gaze cold. “You are intruding. Leave.” The stranger bolted without another word.

↬ He often left you cryptic compliments. When you asked if he liked spending time with you, he’d say, “Your presence is…not unpleasant. That is sufficient, is it not?”

↬ He found the human world illogical but not without value. One night, as you both watched the stars from your balcony, he quietly admitted, “You humans…are fragile, yet endure. It is strange.”

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Kinktober Day 15

Kinktober Day 15: Riding, Coyote Starrk x female reader.

There is nothing more than Coyote Starrk likes to do than letting you ride him. The way he can just watch you do all the work, arms crossed behind his head and eyes heavy.

A soft moan leaves your lips as you sink down onto Coyote's thick cock. He hums quietly and gazes up at you, a smirk tugging on his face.

You place your hands on his lower stomach, stabling yourself as you start to roll your hips back and forth. Coyote lets out a deep chuckle and places one of his arm behind his head, propping it up.

You clench around Coyote's cock and he groans heavily, knitting his eyebrows together.

"Ah, damn it, y/n," Coyote mumbles out, reaching up and running his hand over his face.

"What? Don't you like the way I make you feel?" you ask curiously, a devilish smirk forming on your face. You glance down at Coyote's cock sinks down into you and brush your hand up his chest.

The way your fingers sink down into his sensitive skin and he lets out a shaky breath.

"Of course I do, my doll," Coyote comments as you lean over his chest, pressing your body against his. You chuckle quietly and place your finger underneath his jaw, tilting his head up.

You press your lips against Coyote's, rocking your hips forward once again. He groans against yours lips and his hand travels down from your hip, to your ass.

He squeezes your flesh and opens his lips, your tongue sliding over his bottom lip. Coyote's cock twitches inside your stuffed pussy and he grunts.

Suddenly Coyote rocks his hips up, thrusting his cock deep so deep inside of you, you can feel it in your stomach. You whimper into his mouth as his cock hits that sweet spot inside of you.

"I love you," Coyote whispers, pulling away from your soft kiss. You smile warmly and rest your forehead against his. The jolts of pleasure pulsing through both of your bodies, makes the room fill with sounds of groans and moans from the two of you.

"I love you more," your voice lulls out, panting heavily.

Coyote enjoys the sound of your desperate moans, building up to your climax. You feel the tension in your lower stomach suddenly spread like heat wave throughout your body and you cry out in pleasure.

Your cum leaks out from your hole, seeping down onto your thighs and onto the base of Coyote's hairy base of his cock. He extends a long groan, his eyelids heavy and sleepy.

His body shudders and his cock spasms inside of you, filling you up with his warm cum. A couple of seconds pass, allowing the both of you to catch your breath.

He slides out, whimpering as his cock is still sensitive and sightly throbbing.

Coyote wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into his side, your bare chest pressing against his. His eyes never leave yours, reaching out and caressing your face ever so gently.

He loves sharing these intimate moments with you where the touches ares ginger and soft.

Tags: @stygianoir @noyaistall

[recreationalfanfics]

Kissing Them Awake w My Bleach Crushes:

Ginjo Kugo:

- Honestly, he would love it.

- Like, he just scrunches his face as he feels something on his face and he wakes up and to his delight, it's his beloved s/o kissing his face♡

- Literally will just do a super hot sleepy laugh and is all, "Aw, what's this?" before he wraps his arms around you and starts pampering you in kisses until you're a giggling mess.

Grimmjow *I'm not spelling that last name*:

- No because he's never chill so the moment you move to kiss him, he opens his eyes and he's all: "What the fuck are you doing?"

- When he does that, don't hesitaite, just kiss his face and he growls but is way too tired to fight you so he lets it happen.

- Don't tease him and tell him that you won or that you caught him because he will turn you over and pin you down and pepper you in kisses and overall wakes you up with a little morning time wrestling. Loving wrestling of course.

- Until he bites you.

- But if you don't rile him up, he'll let you kiss him as he sighs pretending to be annoyed with you. You have to stop when he starts purring because HE DOESN'T PURR, HE SWEARS-

Shunsui:

- You actually have to wake him up this way. He would nap all day if you let him but if you're kissing him awake, then he doesn't mind.

- If he REALLY doesn't want to get up, he'll roll over on top of you and if you stop kissing him, he'll sleepily whine and be all: "Nooo, I want more kisses~" all while kissing your face.

- "Shunsui, hurry up before Nanao comes to wake you up."

- "But you're SOOO comfy, love♡"

Tier Harribel:

- She knows you better than you know yourself. So she's definetly awake before you are but she pretends to be asleep simply because she knows it brings you a huge amount of joy to kiss her awake.

- Please, the way she chuckles softly as you kiss her face is absolutely precious and she'll roll on her back and caress your face gently.

- "Did you rest well, my beloved?"

- She makes your heart flutter every morning, YOU LUCKY SONNUVA-

Coyote Starrk:

- Unlike Shunsui, he will not wake up to your kisses or cuddles. If the man is out, he is out unless you use brute force to wake him up like Lilynette.

- Just because he doesn't wake up doesn't mean he's not gonna react to you though. He recognizes the feeling of your lips and smiles softly.

- Then he wraps his arms around your waist and cuddles into your chest with a content sigh.

- Funny enough, he won't wake up when you kiss him awake but he WILL wake up when you stop kissing him and looks up at you like: "Hmm? Why'd you stop?"

[your-local-hollow-lover]

Okay let's say that the Espada have been in a relationship with reader for a long time and of course the family of the reader has understood that they're in a relationship and are pestering them to meet their partner. How would the Espada feel if reader's family are almost immediately welcoming them into the family and are very sweet and accepting? I'm seriously tired of the trope where the family is judging and unaccepting, plus my whole family are a bunch of weirdos (in a nice way) and no matter who I bring as a partner as long as I'm happy they're all like "now you're part of the family" 😂, thank you for all the amazing content!!

ARRANCAR X FAMILY ❤️

Anon, do you mean to tell me you could bring an Arrancar to dinner, and they'll be ok with it? Damn, some have all the luck!

Starrk is weary of not fucking it up. Moving slower than he usually does, putting things away with utmost care as he helps around your kitchen before you serve dinner. Your parents love him! He's handsome and seems to know how to take care of you. Sure, the attire is weird, but they don't judge!

At first, they're a bit nervous about the literal shark teeth around her face. However, Harribel's solemn attitude and sweet demeanor while looking at you make your family melt as they realize how much you mean to her. Sure she slayed a cup that burnt your hand, but hey, that just means she'll protect you, right?

Ulquiorra: It was awkward at first, yet despite Ulquiorra's icy attitude, your family noticed he had strong feelings for you. Even if he hadn't realized it. And it's just that Ulquiorra's attitude is like: 'I don't care about y/n, but if anything happens to them, I'll kill everyone in the room and then myself' Your parents think he's hilarious.

Oh, Nnoitra craved to see your face when your parents yelled at you that you brought a monster into their homes. Instead, he found they were missing as many screws as you. It was beyond uncomfortable for him, feeling so welcomed. Yet, as undeserving as he stood, Nnoitra was surprised to find he was bearing this for your sake.

Grimmjow: You begged him to behave, and as Grimmjow owed you one, Grimmjow did his best to meet his word. However, destructive by nature as he was, it wasn't long before he picked a fight with your drunk cousin. When he finally blasted him over a table, your whole fam cheered. "It was about time somebody put that bicthy boy in his place!" one of your grannies said, and Grmmjow cackled. Your family was actually not that bad.

Szayel: In his research, one's partner is supposed to make a memorable first impression, so that was his initial intention. However, hollow technology and human food did not always go together, and the robot he built explored over the table.

But that wasn't what troubled Szayel. It was the realization that he cared about what your family could think about him. Luckily for him, everyone cheered the failure and told him that only by making mistakes once progress. Kind of insulting coming from a human, still- it made him feel warm inside. Yeah, they were indeed related to you.

[bleach-your-panties]

Kinktober Day 4💋 with Starrk Coyote

Warnings: Starrk being a lazy bastard, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, oral (female/male receiving), rimming (female receiving), penetration, spitting, pussy slap, cum eating (ofc), finger sucking, PURE DEBAUCHERY.

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▶️wowzers - lil wayne ft. trina

▶️my neck, my back - khia

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When it comes to sex-

Scratch that.

When it comes to just about anything, Starrk will choose to put in as little effort as possible. 

As his woman, when it comes down to getting busy between the sheets, you were usually the one initiating it (and carrying it out via sexual positions where he doesn't have to move at all).

Honestly, it's amazing that you two have a sex life at all, in your opinion. 

Take right now, for example:

You're situated on top of Starrk, grinding down on his thigh as he reclines against a stack of fluffy, turquoise pillows. 

"You're very eager today, angel. You're working hard on my thigh, almost like you think it's my cock or something." He chuckled deep in his throat, causing you to let out what sounded like a mixture of an excited moan and an annoyed groan. 

"Come on, Starrk. You know why I'm doing this. Night after night, it's the same routine; either I'm doing all of the work or you're getting yourself off and then going to sleep. When am I supposed to get some pleasure, huh?" 

With your frustrations out on the table, Starrk could see just how irritating and unfair it was for you to be the one putting in the most effort when relationships are supposed to be equal. 

"You're absolutely right, angel. Enough teasing, I have an idea. Move over for a sec." 

With suspicion in your eyes, you carefully moved yourself off of Starrk's strong, muscled thigh, fixing the white skirt of your uniform as you waited to see what he was up to.

The handsome brunet moved a few pillows so that he could recline at an angle with his back pushed up against them. With careful gloved hands, he slipped his pants slowly down his hips, gray eyes snapping up to meet your e/c ones, to see if you were paying attention. 

You were. 

This small gesture was so unlike him, yet at the same time it was extremely sexy that he listened to you and started putting the first foot forward. 

Once his white hakama were resting at his knees, he palmed his length through his boxers with one hand while the other rested in his chocolate brown locks. 

"Okay...I'm confused, but I'm liking where this is going…" You said hesitantly, crawling to his side and biting down on your lip as you watched him.

Another deep chuckle, "You need to get in on the fun, too, Princess. Kneel in front of me and spread your knees. You can take your panties off or push them aside, your choice." 

Although confused, you wasted no time in doing as your lover asked, pulling up your skirt and slipping your fingers swiftly into the sides of your panties, pulling them down your thighs as you kneeled in front of him. 

"Very good girl..now, put two fingers inside your slutty little cunt. Spread yourself wide so I can see.." 

Your cheeks became flushed, but you complied nonetheless, using the index and middle fingers of one hand to pull back the lips of your pussy before inserting your ring finger in down to the knuckle.

"There you go, good girl. Look how wet you are already. You're really going to like this one.." he chuckled before pulling his thick length from the confines of his underwear. 

It flopped out against his stomach, making a light slapping sound that caused your cheeks to burn even more and for more wetness to seep from between your folds. 

Starrk gripped his length in one hand and began a steady, yet fervent pace of jacking himself off while he watched you finger yourself. 

"Speed it up a little, angel. I want you to cum with me...fuck." 

The wet, slapping sounds of Starrk jerking his dick only further motivated you, along with his dirty talk. 

Your eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back as you thrust your fingers in all the way to the knuckles, then slowly pulled them back out, letting them brush against your slick walls. 

The action made you shiver in pleasure, while Starrk's dick grew harder and he pumped himself faster as he watched you. 

"Mm, shit. Are you close, baby girl? Come here, come closer to me.." 

You followed his words and crawled over to him, settling right beside his thigh. Gray eyes focused completely on you as the Primera Espada gave one last thrust and came hard into his awaiting hand. A deep moan escaped his lips at the feeling of his hot cum covering his hand. 

"Oh, Starrk...oh!" You thrust your fingers in at just the right angle, making you squirt all over your hand. 

Starrk hummed in approval at watching you make yourself cum. Carefully, he got up onto his knees and pulled you to him. 

"Look at the messes we've both made, angel. Don't you want to help me clean up?" 

A bit confused at his intentions, you slowly nodded and began to get up to grab a cloth to clean the two of you off when Starrk grabbed your bicep, stopping you. 

Chuckling softly, he moved his hand, the hand that he'd just come into, up to your mouth. 

His semen was still pooled in the middle of his palm. He offered it to you like you were a kitten whining for a dish of milk. 

You looked down into his awaiting palm, studying it, as if trying to read his fortune. 

Starrk chuckled, a low rumble coming from deep within his chest. He gazed at you with those silvery eyes, making your breath catch in your throat when he took his free hand and grasped your cheeks in an iron grip.

Four gloved fingers rested against your cheek while the thumb pressed at your lower mandible to force your mouth open.

"Eat up, baby girl…"

Your eyes widened as Starrk all but covered your mouth with his hand, making you basically drink his nut up like a smoothie.

Simultaneously, he let your face go and took your squirt-covered hand into his, bringing it up to his own mouth to suck your fingers clean.

This entire scenario was unheard of for you, but you couldn't deny how your pussy clenched at the notion of your boyfriend force-feeding you his cum while licking yours up like a desperate dog.

Once Starrk plopped your saliva-slicken fingers out of his mouth, he grinned wolfishly. Grabbing you by the biceps once again, he swung you around and pushed you onto your back.

You fell with a surprised squeal onto the mountain of pillows where he usually reclined.

Starrk wasted no time hopping on top of you; this had to be the fastest you'd ever seen him move.

"Starrk! Oh my God, wait!" 

No waiting.

The Primera pounced on you like a wolf on a bunny rabbit, teeth latching onto your neck and sucking deeply. Red splotches bloomed all over your neck like wildflowers. 

The soft material of his gloves glided along your bare legs, his hands caressing them and holding them up into the air before pinning them against your chest. Your manicured toes dangled beside your ears. 

You don't think you've ever seen him this eager, either. 

“Starrk, baby, what’s going on?”

He seemed to ignore you as he lowered his face to your sopping cunt, still wet with your release, hot and pulsating.  With him looking at you with only the top half of his face visible, you could feel your knees begin to shake in anticipation.

“What does it look like, little one? I’m about to eat this pussy like a man starving.”

Your eyes bucked, making Starrk chuckle darkly before completely burying his face in your cunt.

And eat he did.

His stubble tickled your asshole while his lips latched on to your labia. He suckled along your thick folds,  running his tongue up, down, and all around them before suckling your throbbing clit in between his lips.

Your body was now folded literally in half; Starrk got up on his haunches to hover over you while eating you out. He wanted to be able to see your beautiful face twist and contort in pleasure.

You managed to gain enough sentience in your hands to reach for his silky chocolate locks, fingers threading through them and massaging his scalp as your soft voice let out continuous cries of his name.

"Uuughhh, Starrk!"

"Mmm, that's right, angel. Say my fucking name." 

Pulling back from your wetness with a long, languid drag of his tongue, he let your cum and saliva gel together in his mouth before spitting it back on your desacralized pussy.

"Ohhh!" Rough, calloused fingertips joined his brutish tongue in rubbing and pulling at your pearl, making sure that it was covered in enough lubrication to ease his rough ministrations on it.

"God, Starrk, I'm going to cum!" You wailed, thighs beginning to vibrate uncontrollably. 

Starrk took the back of his hand and slapped your pussy. The soft cotton of his glove lessened the blow, but it still sent a pleasant shock to your core.

"No you're not. Not before you take my cock in this fluttering hole, Princess."

His tongue rolled from the top of your clit, down through your folds, and circled around your tight asshole.

"Starrk! STARRK!"

He kept swirling his tongue on you and before he knew it, your back arched off the pillows and you were squirting all over his face.

"Oh, fuck." His eyes widened in surprise and he leaned back slowly.

"Damn, you came that quickly from me licking your ass? Should've done that ages ago."

His smirk was nonetheless enticing as he regarded you, your fluids leaking all down his face.

With a shuddering breath, your back collapsed onto the pillows.

"Fuck, Starrk…that was amazing."

He just chuckled and moved in to kiss you on the lips, now covering your face in your own juices and letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

"Yeah, angel? I'm not done with you, yet."

You were about to protest, when the Espada grabbed hold of your hips, making your mini-skirt fly up your waist to your abdomen. Starrk maneuvered his rock-hard cock into your pussy and wasted no time setting his pace: deep and rough.

He angled you up further so that you had to wrap your legs around his waist and squeeze them tightly.

Babbled moans of "oh yes", "oh God", and his name tumbled from your lips like a waterfall, making him grunt and moan softly in response.

When he tired of this position, he flipped you over and started giving you backshots, just as hard and rough as before. He made you arch by resting his palm down on your lower back while his other hand gripped the fabric of your skirt and bunched it up for leverage.

Hot, wet sounds of skin slapping skin echoed around the somewhat large room, as well as the sounds of your combined moans.

"Fuck, gunna cum, angel. Gunna fill this sloppy pussy with my nut. Can you take it all for me?"

You moaned something that sounded like yes and that gave Starrk all the initiative that he needed to let off right in your slippery, abused hole.

"Fuckkkkk, yes. Here, get up. Turn around." 

You moved promptly to get up on your knees and take his cock into your mouth.

Starrk clenched his teeth together and growled as he watched you begin to suck him off while he was still cumming.

"Fuck, shit, Y/n. Such a slutty little mouth. Goddamn."

You sucked him clean of your combined juices before popping him out of your mouth and falling down onto the pillows below you.

Starrk joined you immediately, pulling you to his chest with one arm wrapped securely around your waist.

"How's that for something different, unh?" He breathed deeply into your neck, nibbling at it softly.

"That was amazing, Starrk. Who knew that you could fuck like that?"

He laughed into your neck and then kissed it.

"You know there's a reason that I'm the Primera, and it's not just because of my strength."

[my0vershareworld]

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣?!

Pairing: Szayelaporro Granz, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk x GN!Human reader (platonic)

Genre: Fluff, Crack, Headcaanons.

Requested by anon: This is a silly Headcanon but can you do Szayelaporro,Grimmjow,Nelliel,Nnoitra,and Starkk with a close friend or S/O (Whatever you prefer) that bites there shoulder when they hug them unexpectedly

Szayelaporro Granz

the first time when you did it it surprise and alert him far too much

but other than that he isn't so effected by the thing you do with his shoulder, he'll let you do it and pat your head like a cat

but if he was annoyed he'll dodge your hug and make you fall on your face

actually doesn't mind it much but if you ruined his clothes..that's fine he have a tons more clothes to wear anyways

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

got startled and hiss at you before grabbing your hair and throw you

absolute animalistic

once he got used to it he'll bite you back..hard..very harder-

one time he make your whole shoulder bleed that day

mind you a lot if you did it in front of other people since he don't wanted to be seen as soft or weak

other than that he'll bite your shoulder back most of the time

Nelliel Tu Odelschwanch

the hug, she found that friendly. but the bite was something that taken her by surprise and she squeak

but she'll took the bite as a playful bite and bite back, but unlike Grimmeow she bite back softly as a playing manner

she'll start doing the same with you by coming up behind you and tackle you into a bear hug and then bite your shoulder and giggle

never minded when you bite her since it doesn't hurt much and actually like doing it back at you

she finds it adorable

Nnoitra Gilga

is skin is tougher than a steel. so pretty much rip your teeth first of all

either way he doesn't felt much and just giggle when he sees that your teeth are fucking hurting, he finds it amusing that you do that to him despite the fact knowing that his skin is tougher than a steel

will dare you to bite his skin again

if you didn't, good

if you did, teeth gone

Coyote Starrk

woke him up and startled him, badly

he'll fucking scream but then seeing is you he just..stare at you and goes back to being 'too tired for your shit'

once he get used to it he'll just let you bite him, he won't mind just don't do it too harsh..but eh is fine I guess- arrancar are physically stronger than normal humans anyways

just stop minding whenever you bit him and after those time he just started to know that whoever bite his shoulder like that is you and he just go 'hey {Name}'

[reading-hub]

What would Coyote Starrk’s MODERN name be?

I feel like it would be out of place if I kept Starrk’s first name after being “isakai-ed” away from the Bleach universe.

FOR MY NEW FANFIC SERIES: READ DEAD MAN IN WONDERLAND

[one-winged-dreams]

Pajarito

ship: (pl: Alderge Ebiess [oc] & Lolunne Rulde) ment; (coyote starrk x lolunne rulde) source: Bleach word count: 1535 cw: brief implication of talking about having had sex, one off comment about alderge eating people.

[divider]

I had to do a platonic ship fic about Derge because since he's an iteration of my OC of all time, that means I have to have the inability to shut the fuck up about him. Also he's my buddy.

Anyway, this takes place around the time Starrk and Lunne were getting serious.

tag list: @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus @kylilah @dorothys-wife @the-sleeping-city

@dear-gambler @goldenworldsabound @mahitosoulmate @sunstar-of-the-north

@faerie-circle-ships @heatobrienswife @tireddovahkiin

The thoughts pertaining to this new relationship development were… muddled. Swirling around in Lolunne’s head, his mind elsewhere, leaving his physical presence on autopilot or, so it would seem. 

“Pajarito,” came a familiar, low voice, leaving Lolunne to stop in his tracks.

The towering form of one of Szayelaporro’s fracciónes overshadowed him as he looked up, his expression deadpan. Typical of him, his constantly furrowed brows gave him the not inaccurate appearance of one who was easily irritated, but this time his expression lacked the usual bite it held for most.

“A-Alderge…! I’m sorry, I-” Lolunne stammered.

“Watch where you’re going, pajarito.” Alderge’s voice was as deadpan as his expression as he stared down at Lolunne with his one good eye. “You’re not paying attention to where you’re walking.”

Lolunne turned his head away and blushed at the circumstances of his state of mind, “I was just… a little distracted…”

Though not usually one to pry into others’ business, Alderge lifted an eyebrow at the particular odd behavior. 

“Distracted, huh? What for?” he inquired. “Something bothering you or something?”

Quiet for a moment, as if assessing his next response, Lolunne sighed.

“Derge, you don’t… get along very well with your Espada, right?”

Alderge made a sound through his teeth, his jaw tensing. His infamy for insubordination knew no bounds - insolent to the core, but loyal at least. His dynamic with Szayelaporro was beyond understanding to anyone but them. Or maybe not even them. 

“What of it?” Alderge grunted, crossing his arms over his chest. “I don’t see how that’s any of your business.”

“S-Sorry, I just… I…” There was a long period of silence, making Alderge tilt his head before Lolunne spoke. “Can I ask you something really weird and personal for a second?”

“Weird, huh?” Alderge snorted. “Sure, I’ll bite.”

The nature of Alderge’s relationship with Szayel was much different than that of Lolunne and Starrk’s, but there was a shred of similarity in a particular aspect that made Lolunne want to ask.

“Have you ever… Thought about-”

“Yes. I’ve thought about it,” Alderge interrupted, his deadpan expression returning. “And yes, I’ve done it.”

This earned a squeak from Lolunne. “With Szayelaporro?”

THAT earned a ghost of a smirk from Alderge.

“What do you think?” he responded with a tone that could almost be described as entertained. His expression became neutral again as he pondered for a moment. “Why? You interested in someone, pajarito?”

Lolunne averted his gaze, partially because looking up at Alderge was beginning to hurt his neck. 

“Maybe… Yes… And…” 

“And? Ain’t got all day, out with it,” Alderge prompted impatiently. 

The flushed expression that Lolunne returned with as he tilted his head back up said it all.

“Starrk. It’s Starrk,” Alderge concluded with a tone of mixed disbelief and resignation at how obvious it was. 

Covering his face with his hands, Lolunne nodded.

It was quiet for a moment before Alderge spoke again. “That’s gonna kill you. You know that, right?”

Lolunne looked back up at him, peeking between his fingers.

Alderge merely fixed him with a near-frigid gaze. 

“Starrk. Being around him as his fracción is one thing, but you feel like shit if you hang around him for too long at a time. Everyone knows that, he’s stupid strong. If you weren’t an Arrancar you’d definitely be dead.”

“I know…! I know. I just…” Lolunne sighed. “Derge have you ever felt strongly about anyone before?” A pause. “In a positive way, I mean.”

Alderge squinted a bit at the question.

“Positive feelings aren’t exactly my strong suit.”

“I know. I was just wondering if I had any sort of reference I could explain my feelings to you with…” Lolunne mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

Thoughtfully lifting his head, Alderge mulled over the question for a moment before returning his gaze to Lolunne. “I… guess, I’ve had feelings before, yeah.”

Lolunne blinked in surprise.

“Really?”

Alderge grunted in confirmation as a response, his expression remaining stoic, but a little more open. Probably.

"Yeah, really," he responded, "But it isn't the same kind of deep, intense feelings you have for Starrk. It’s more... practical, if that makes sense."

Furrowing his brow, Lolunne tried to make sense of what Alderge was telling him.

“Practical?”

"Yeah, practical," Alderge responded, "I've felt affection before, but it's always been more for... utility, I guess you could say. More for what I can get out of the person than genuine emotional attachment if that makes sense."

“Ah, I see.” Lolunne nodded before pausing. “What about me, then?”

Alderge glanced down at him, his expression still deadpan but his one eye fixing on Lolunne with a hint of curiosity.

"What about you?" he repeated, "Are you asking me if I have a practical use for you, or if I've experienced 'genuine emotional attachment' towards you?"

“Uhm… Maybe?” Lolunne squeaked. 

A genuine chuckle left Alderge, a foreign sound that was somewhat odd to hear. 

“I guess you could say you’re a useful little thing. You’ve got a bit of a pitiful amount of combat ability, but you’re analytical and can gauge situations well. So yeah, I guess I’ve got a practical use for you.” He was quiet for a few beats, giving Lolunne a once over. “As for emotional attachment… You’re not a complete idiot. I suppose you’re tolerable enough.”

Lolunne felt the odd sensation of flattery rise up within him, though it was a bit confusing to get the feeling from someone like Alderge. 

“Uh…I see…” he said softly before tilting his head, unable to keep the curiosity from bubbling up within him. “Can I… ask what that practical use is, exactly?”

A toothy smirk crossed Alderge’s features, and Lolunne was once again introduced to those sharp teeth that were infamous for a variety of reasons. 

“You’re a complete and total pushover. Obedient to a fault, never turning anyone down for favors. You’re quiet and listen well without asking too many annoying questions. And you’re observant. So you’re a useful little thing to have around.”

“I’m… glad I can be useful to you, then?” Lolunne’s eyebrows furrowed again, trying to wrap his head around exactly what kind of feelings Alderge was trying to convey. 

Alderge let out an amused breath through his teeth.

“Useful, yeah. Though I admit you’re…” he ground his teeth, “Less irritating to be around than any of these other clowns.” A few beats passed. “Might even be a little fond of you.”

It was difficult to believe that Alderge would just admit something like that, and Lolunne reeled for a moment. “Really?”

Alderge’s eye rolled as if feeling irritable at having had such a confession pulled out of him. 

“Don’t get all chummy with me about it, though, you’re just useful and not unpleasant to have around. I’m not exactly about to start calling you my best friend, but I don’t absolutely loathe your presence.” There was another moment of silence before his expression became a bit more stern. "And I’d rather you not die, if you can help it, pajarito."

He was met with an extremely perplexed and somewhat shocked expression from Lolunne.

“That’s not something I… ever thought you’d say to ANYONE,” Lolunne admitted. 

Alderge grunted, his jaw tensing. He didn't like being called out like that, but he also didn't deny it.

"Yeah, I know," he grumbled, "And I don't say it lightly, either. So don't get any funny ideas, pajarito. This ain't some sort of heartfelt declaration or anything."

He was obviously trying to downplay this little moment of honesty, the inner struggle clear in the reflection of his eye.

Lolunne looked at him in shock before fighting back a smile, knowing it would probably just embarrass him.

"I see. Thank you for your honesty, Derge," he said with a gentle nod.

Alderge’s expression became bitter, but it was clear it was partially a farce to keep from making it obvious how secretly pleased he was with the response. 

“Don’t mention it. Seriously, don’t. I don’t need people on my ass thinking I’m secretly soft-hearted with a rough exterior.”

Thinking about the sheer depth of Alderge’s awful reputation, Lolunne chuckled awkwardly. 

“I don’t think you’re going to have to worry about that…”

Alderge let out a singular “hah!”, squinting almost playfully.

“Not getting squeamish on me now, are you pajarito? I’ll be sure to keep your delicate sensibilities in mind.”

"I... Definitely wouldn't ask that of you Derge," Lolunne said hesitantly, smiling half-heartedly.

"Oh, really? You wouldn't ask me to tone it down just a tad, huh? To stop eating people or playing with corpses? Pfft, such a pushover.” Alderge couldn’t resist the temptation to reach over and ruffle Lolunne’s hair. 

"You... Are what you are, Alderge," Lolunne said, his smile returning to its earlier awkwardness. "I don't think me of all people could change that if I wanted to."

Alderge barked out a laugh, more pleased with this interaction than he’d initially thought he’d be. 

“Oh you’re too good to me, pajarito. Maybe I’ll let you come hang around in the morgue sometime, give you a rundown of this old dog’s bare bones basics.” Lolunne squeaked, feeling a bit of nausea rise up.

“N-No thanks!”

[findroleplay]

Hey everyone! I’m 21+ looking for other 21+ rp partners for a discord based rp in the Bleach fandom. I write multiple paragraphs but if you usually write more I’ll match what you write.

I’m down to write CC x CC, CC x OC, and/or OC x OC (I do double if we go the CC x OC route). As for characters that I write, I can write any of the following:

- Coyote Starrk

- Äs Nödt

- Shunsui Kyōraku

- Byakuya Kuchiki

Just like this post and I’ll get back to you as soon as I possibly can!

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[jplupine]

Day 29: Coyote Starrk ~ Somnophilia

Pairing: Coyote Starrk x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~1.7k Date Published: October 29, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ Minors/Ageless get blocked, Switch!Coyote, Established Relationship, Somnophilia, Size Difference, Exophilia, Teasing, Cock Riding, Hair Pulling, Creampie Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Just some good stress relief before a nice nap.

You can also read it on AO3!

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

  Coming home after running errands all day, the only thing I wanted to do was lie down. I was tired and lagging as I dropped my keys and pulled my shoes off at the door. Stretching out my muscles, I yawned while heading to my room.

  I heavily sighed when I saw Starrk sprawled out on my bed and passed out. He was right in the middle and not leaving much room on either side of him. Groaning as I ran a hand down my face, I debated whether or not I should just lie down on the couch.

  Looking at Starrk, I placed my hands on my hips. Maybe I could manage squeezing in on the side. He was a big man, but I wasn't that tall, so it might work.

  Before laying down, I changed into more comfortable clothes to ditch the jeans. Crawling onto the mattress, I paused while looking down at Starrk. He was sound asleep with one hand resting on his chest while the other was behind his head. His hair was a little messy, and his shirt had ridden up enough to show a peek of his stomach and the trail of hair from his belly button going down.

  The longer I looked at him, the more something began to stir in my lower gut. Biting my bottom lip, I looked him over one more time before leaning toward his ear.

  "Starrk?" I whispered, and he didn't stir. "Starrk?" Still nothing. Softly sighing through my nose, I then trailed my fingers over the exposed skin of his stomach. That only briefly changed the rhythm of his slow breathing.

  Sliding my thumb under the hem of his shirt, I moved my hand up his stomach while pushing his shirt up at the same time. His head tilted to the side, but he still didn't wake up.

  "I'm home, Coyote." I muttered, and I saw his ear twitch as if he heard me, but he was sound asleep. "You should learn how to share the bed, punk." My fingers circled the Hollow hole on his sternum, and he unconsciously leaned into my touch as his breath faltered.

  Smirking, I thought of a different way of destressing after a long day. I kissed down the side of his neck as my fingers touched the edge of his Hollow hole.

  "I wonder if you're dreaming of me, Coyote." Moving my hand down his chest to his stomach, I saw how his nipples were hardening. He was such a heavy sleeper, he still hadn't woken up even as I was touching and talking to him.

  Slipping my fingers behind the waistband of his sweatpants, I felt his smooth skin and trailed along the lines of his muscles. I could see a bump slowly growing beneath his sweatpants and chuckled. I rubbed my hand against it through the fabric, and Starrk grunted.

  He was still sleeping even as his cock got harder. Softly sighing through my nose, I pulled my shorts and underwear off before swinging my leg over his hips. Straddling the ex-Espada, I gently grabbed the edge of his pants and pulled them just low enough for his cock to spring free.

  I kissed my way down from his cheek to his throat and all the way to his pelvis. His hips twitched up, but he didn't wake up. Licking the line of muscle over his hip, I smirked at how his cock twitched.

  Sitting back up, I carefully grabbed his dick and used my other hand to spread my pussy open. Sliding the head of his cock back and forth a few times between my lips, I made sure to get it wet before lining it up with my entrance. I gradually lowered myself onto him and exhaled when he was in to the hilt.

  Starrk only gave a small grunt while still dead asleep. I felt so full and rolled my hips while taking in a sharp breath from how his cock pressed against such sensitive spots. Placing a hand on his chest for better support, I began to slowly ride him.

  Heat rushed beneath my skin as my arousal was dripping down his cock. I saw how his cheeks shaded pink as the hand on his chest twitched. His sleeping breath quickened while lewd, wet noises filled the room.

  I picked up the pace and tried to keep my moans quiet. Placing my other hand on his hip, I lifted myself until only the tip of his dick remained inside of me before quickly sinking back down. Biting my bottom lip, I grunted from feeling him fill me again.

  It felt so good as the stress of the day was being washed away. Starrk softly moaned when his hips bucked and drove his cock even deeper.

  I wished he'd wake the fuck up already to touch me, but I could settle for fucking myself on his cock and taking a nap after. He'd said before how he didn't mind this, however, I still enjoyed feeling his hands on me to add to the pleasure. The damn Arrancar just slept so much.

  I sometimes wondered if he was a hibernating bear instead of a wolf.

  Closing my eyes, I focused on how his cock felt inside me as I rose and fell in rapid succession. Panting, I moaned while using Starrk as if he were my own sex toy. He remained hard from the stimuli, so I planned on going until I orgasmed.

  I could feel his heart hammering beneath my palm and listened to his breathing and soft grunts. Starrk's hips bucked again, and I faltered. Swallowing, I kept riding him and ground my hips at intervals to get friction against my clit.

  My head felt light from the pleasure as the pressure was building in my lower gut. I imagined what he might do if he woke up to me on top of him, and it made me shiver with excitement.

  Starrk moaned louder than before, sending sparks dancing across my skin. The sounds he made went straight to my core and encouraged me to keep going. My hair fell over my shoulders when my head tilted down, and I moaned with him being balls deep.

  While I was riding him, I began to get a strange feeling that I was being watched. It only took a few seconds of that feeling for me to open my eyes. Looking at Starrk, I saw him staring at me with such a predatorial gaze. As soon as we locked eyes, I suddenly found myself slammed onto the mattress.

  "Welcome back home, Wynter." Starrk muttered with a sleepy voice before burying his face into my neck and snapping his hips. My back arched as I moaned, and he showed no mercy while pistoning his cock. His lips and teeth were on my neck leaving marks as my arms went over his shoulders to have something to hold onto.

  One of his hands groped my chest before traveling down my torso. My head lolled back with a moan when his fingers found my clit and started rubbing. He was an unstoppable force of nature, and I was about to fall apart at the seams.

  The bed frame was creaking now from his heavy thrusting as the headboard tapped against the wall. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I moaned without restraint. Starrk nipped after leaving another hickey, making me shudder in delight.

  His low groan nearly sounded like a growl as he added pressure to his fingers on my clit. Being human, I could only take so much. Starrk pulled away from my neck to look down at me. He slightly tilted his head while licking his lips.

  He knew I was about to cum and watched as my body arched and shivered beneath him. My nails dug into his back from the intensity of my orgasm. Starrk didn't stop, forcing me to ride out the high as he had yet to cum.

  "Just a bit more, mi amor." His low voice purred before he kissed me. Starrk suddenly picked me up as he sat back on his heels. He pulled my hair to make my head lean back to lick my exposed throat. His other arm wrapped around my lower back to hold me against him as he slammed his cock into me.

  I moaned while clinging to him and spiraling from the overwhelming pleasure. His mouth found every weak spot on my neck and abused it. My sensitivity was heightened from my orgasm, and I felt as if I just might cum again if he didn't stop.

  Starrk's warm breath rolled over my skin as he panted and groaned. He held me as if I weighed nothing and continued to fuck me.

  "Inside?" His husky, breathy voice questioned.

  "Yes~!" I moaned, and his hips bucked. With a few more thrusts, he was finally cumming as his grip on me tightened. Starrk groaned while twitching inside me with every spurt of cum until he sighed.

  He kissed up the side of my neck to my cheek as he released his hold on my hair.

  "When did you get back?"

  "Just a little bit ago." I replied while trying to catch my breath.

  "You must be tired then." Starrk leaned over to lay me back down but he was never more than just a few inches away until he laid his weight on top of me. Holding me close, he buried his face into my neck and shoulder. "You deserve some rest after a long day." His voice was quieter, and I scoffed.

  "Are you planning on taking a nap on me?" I questioned, but no reply came. I paused, and sure enough, he was already back to sleep. "Coyote? Really?" I had a tone since I was trapped underneath the larger man while there was a mess of bodily fluids and he still hadn't pulled out.

  Heavily sighing, I shook my head and slowly ran my fingers through his hair. It'd be too difficult to wake him up now, so I resigned myself to my fate of being stuck here a little while longer.

[satsugacafe]

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬 | (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 2)

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Kuchiki Byakuya, Hitsugaya Toshiro, Shuhei Hisagi, Aizen Sosuke, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Coyote Starrk

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

◈ Kuchiki Byakuya — Subtle Gentleman Simp

˚₊‧꒰ა You have his entire heart and soul the moment he decides to pursue you. There’s no such thing as doubt when it comes to his affections, he is secure with his feelings towards you and will accept no criticism.

˚₊‧꒰ა He will gift you poems he personally stayed up all night writing because you’re the only person worth losing sleep over. His gestures and signs of affection will be subtle but meaningful, and he always prefers to present his gifts to you in person to observe your reactions.

˚₊‧꒰ა “Allow me to assist you. It would be my honour.” The door opened, chairs pulled out, carpet rolled, an arm out for you to take—you name it and Byakuya will see to it that it is possible. His gestures will reflect his elegant and noble upbringing. He might present you with a beautifully arranged bouquet or a new kimono made from the finest cloth.

˚₊‧꒰ა Never speaks about your relationship with others, it remains private. What transpires between you two is your business, so you will never have to hear rumours or whispers floating around. It is one of his many ways of displaying his protectiveness.

˚₊‧꒰ა When it comes to verbally expressing his love, there’s no denying that his words are raw and filled with passion and devotion. You were his everything and the centre of his life. He prefers to express them during private moments when you are invited to his estate and having tea or lunch. “You are important to me. I hope you know that.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Prefers to keep his duties as a shinigami private, not wanting to worry you with his activities that nearly cost him his life or rendered him immobile. The look on your face when you worry or tear up is something Byakuya doesn’t like at all. He believes tears or worry should never be of your concern, you should be happy and smiling always.

˚₊‧꒰ა To Byakuya, if someone were to let him know that he was a simp, he would simply shake his head, denying the terms and claiming that he was merely doing what anyone should when in love with another. Probably one of the rare times he has openly expressed his emotions.

◈ Hitsugaya Toshiro — Tsundere Simp

˚₊‧꒰ა Even with his tsundere personality, he’s mature and it shows in how he cares for you in subtle ways. He might bring you lunch because he enjoys your company but doesn’t want to outrightly say it, so he would probably resort to a lie. “It’s not like I care or anything, but I noticed you forgot your lunch, so I brought you something.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Get flustered when Matsumoto brings up his feelings, whether you’re around or not. Often, he can be found stammering and blushing like crazy, threatening to turn the entire division into an icy tundra if she didn’t shut up.

˚₊‧꒰ა Protective yet constantly in denial but downplaying his actions. “Stay behind me. It’s not because I’m worried about you, it’s just my job.” Yeah, sure right. That’s his famous excuse anytime he doesn’t want to get busted, or he did get busted.

˚₊‧꒰ა If you were ever in the same room with him, he would S T A R E at you from across the room once you weren’t aware, and if Matsumoto noticed and called him out, the entire room becomes an icy blizzard. If there’s a window, he might jump out instead.

˚₊‧꒰ა Ah yes, the jealous little icicle doesn’t appreciate when you talk about the time or activity you do with others. The entire time he’s wondering if to pay that person a visit and turn them into a popsicle. Instead, he grumbles, “Why are you spending so much time with them? That’s distracting.” As if spending time with him won’t be the same…

˚₊‧꒰ა Receive his sweet acts of kindness with a teaspoon of grumpiness to hide his embarrassment. Would offer you something and look away to hide his blush. If you tease him, he will mutter about not getting the wrong idea. At the same time, he will dish out compliments with a side of teasing to mask his softness.

◈ Shuhei Hisagi — Shy Simp

˚₊‧꒰ა If ever you need someone to spend some quality time with in peace, Hisagi is your guy. With him, the quietness isn’t awkward at all since it prevents him from saying or doing anything awkward yet enjoying your presence.

˚₊‧꒰ა He’s a bit shy and humble about his feelings, often downplaying his actions and blushing when complimented. He’ll dart his eyes around, looking anywhere but you as the redness in his face grows intensely. “It’s nothing, really. I just wanted to help.”

˚₊‧꒰ა As shy as Hisagi is, he is undeniably supportive and encouraging. Quiet yet meaningful words of encouragement, never letting anyone else say otherwise and will stand up for you. The sweetest cheerleader ever.

˚₊‧꒰ა You get the opportunity to be first in line when listening to him play his newest pieces. He would hesitate to ask if you wanted to listen, but the gleam of excitement in your eyes would melt away his fear. He would happily sit for hours playing his guitar for you.

˚₊‧꒰ა He thinks about you quite often and makes the effort to spend time with you during his breaks, be it lunch, having tea, sparring with you, or even walking you back to your room. You would also receive a few tokens from him aside from a new song, like a new obi of your favourite colour.

˚₊‧꒰ა He goes weak when you make the first move to hold his hand or trace his tattoos. Any form of physical affection makes his knees buckle, and to make it even better, call him by a nickname you made for your personal use.

˚₊‧꒰ა He’s so caring and sweet, such a cutie pie. Always looking out for your safety and well-being. If you’re scared of the dark, he won’t make fun. If you prefer your food to be a certain temperature, he’ll understand. If you have allergies, say no more.

◈ Aizen Sosuke — Manipulative and Obsessive Simp (obvious ain’t it)

˚₊‧꒰ა This man gives such a yandere aura when it comes to how obsessed he is with you and will rarely overtly act as a ‘simp’ in the traditional sense, instead positioning himself as a figure who is ‘above’ such displays, all the while secretly swooning over you.

˚₊‧꒰ა He’s always watching—not in a creepy stalkerish vibes—and carefully studying you, making mental notes. If you catch him staring, he’ll give you this bemused smile as though you’re missing the obvious.

˚₊‧꒰ა It feels as though he’s always hypnotising you each time he speaks—he’s not even purposefully doing so, it’s just Aizen, a natural at swooning anyone with his voice and charm. His words always ensnare your thoughts and sometimes hold an unsettling level of devotion. “You intrigue me, more than anyone I’ve ever met. I find it difficult to pull away from you. Not that I want to.”

˚₊‧꒰ა “Interesting I find you here on one of my evening walks. Perhaps share this time with me?” As if he didn’t coincidentally plan the encounter, and the majority of the others, to pass them off as accidents. Nothing is random with this man.

˚₊‧꒰ა Listen, this man lives to make you flustered and then act smug about it—he knows what he’s doing. Like what is the reason for standing chest to chest, hand cupping your chin, tilting your head upwards to meet his eyes, lips inches apart, just to tell you, “I’ll be heading out today, be safe.” (so we weren’t going to kiss ⚆_⚆)

˚₊‧꒰ა If you show any form of affection or interest in him, he’d pretend to be nonchalant, but his mind is racing with a thousand schemes to deepen the connection and ensure that you never stray. “I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. After all, I have a way of making people see things my way. But it is nice to be noticed in such a way.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Please, don’t go talking to another person and showing interest or letting them show interest (for the sake of that person). His jealousy is SO subtle but unnerving. You could feel the lasers from his eyes melting that person a thousand times over—it’s impossible to miss.

˚₊‧꒰ა “You belong with me, don’t you? I’ve always known it.” You are a part of his plan as his equal. It’s one of his ways of ensuring that you are well-protected and looked after. As twisted as his feelings might be, he has the obsessive need to have you by his side.

◈ Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez — Aggressively Seductive Simp

˚₊‧꒰ა He’s aggressive from start to end with his compliments and actions, but they’re seductive. He’ll mess up your hair, lightly push you around/manhandle to show his affections. “You’re tougher than you look. I like that.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Tends to come off as emotionally constipated because in a way he is. Knows that he’s interested in you but isn’t one for those things humans call love and doesn’t know how to properly express it. He does have his unexpected softness, like giving you a coat or blanket if you’re cold. “Here, take this. It’s not like I care or anything.”

˚₊‧꒰ა His concerns come off as aggressive but toned down. “Don’t hurt yourself brat!” “Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish or something?” “If you touch me, I’ll fight you!” “Let’s fight to see who’s stronger!” That last one was only because he wanted to be close to you.

˚₊‧꒰ა He bites. He bites but will purr if you stroke his hair and then jerks away because you caught him slipping. Silently judges but loves the attention he receives.

˚₊‧꒰ა Loves to stand behind you and whisper in your ear with his deep ass voice but holds you by your waist so you can’t escape his grasp. He gets off on watching as you shiver. The compliments are worth making your knees buckle because they aren’t for the faint–hearted. “I don’t do this for just anyone, so consider yourself special.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Loves to admire you in your attire and asks you to do a twirl so he can see every inch of you. Grimmjow will also place his hands on your waist and make you face the mirror to stare at your beauty. Bites and licks his lips when he looks you up and down.

˚₊‧꒰ა Grimmjow’s eyes are always locked on your figure no matter where you are. You can feel his eyes roaming your body—he likes to say it’s for protection reasons. Hates to admit the truth whenever he's called out, but he’s also a jealous kitty—ready to fight any and everyone.

˚₊‧꒰ა Goes to find you every time he leaves for a mission and when he returns, he holds you close and breathes in your scent. He’ll bury his nose into your hair and press your body close to his, murmuring about how he missed your smell and you’re his.

◈ Coyote Starrk — Laid-back Simp

˚₊‧꒰ა His form of affection would be so relaxed and casual—there’s no need for him to rush or display his interest in any grand forms of affection. A pat on your head, a gentle arm around your waist or him resting his chin on your head, as he pulls you in close.

˚₊‧꒰ა Cherishes you and your company once he realised that you weren’t vaporising anytime you stood beside him and often invites you to join him for a nap or to relax. He likes the warmth you bring. “It’s nice having you around. Makes things less…lonely.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Would keep you safe from any hollows and the other Arrancar who decided to harm you. Not wanting to get into any conflicts, but only because you were important to him, he would get serious.

˚₊‧꒰ა Starrk has a way of giving you…unenthusiastic compliments though they mean well and are sincere. It’s just that his tone of delivery is nonchalant and his expression mimics boredom, however his eyes are soft.

˚₊‧꒰ა He’s not one to hover, preferring his silence and alone time, yet he always lets you know that if you ever need him, don’t hesitate to come find him and let him know. He’s always around.

˚₊‧꒰ა You have to deal with Lilinette too often whenever you’re around him. The constant teasing and poking about how soft Starrk was, or how you had him wrapped around your finger, earned her a scolding from him. She enjoys setting you two up in awkward situations just to get a laugh out of it.

˚₊‧꒰ა Occasionally, you will see his seriousness making an appearance. Mostly after a near confrontation with another hollow and you almost being severely wounded, or an argument, he would express his care and concern. “I may not show it often, but I care about you.”

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Masterlist 1

Dividers @cafekitsune​

Request Page

Gotei 13 male captains and lieutenants:

Cuddles HC

How they kiss you HC

Reactions to finding you asleep. Includes: Renji, Byakuya, Kisuke, Shuhei, and Ichigo.

Reactions to finding you crying: Jushiro, Shunsui, Kenpachi, and Byakuya.

Spin the bottle pt 1: Shuhei, Izuru, Ikkaku, and Renji.

Spin the bottle pt 2: Ichigo, Tensa Zangestu, Uryu, Kisuke, and Isshin.

Thunderstorms pt 1: Shuhei, Renji, Izuru, Ikkaku, and Ichigo.

Aftermath of TYBW

During the invasion of TYBW

How the male lieutenants kiss you

Byakuya, Shunsui, and Jushiro arranged marriage sc

Hueco Mundo Males and TYBW males:

How they react to you falling asleep on them headcanons 

Confessing to you. Includes: Aizen, As Nodt, Mayuri, and Szayel.

Falling in love and confessing to you. Includes: Aizen, Gin, Mayuri, and Shinji

Confessing to you. Includes: Gin, Shinji, Yumichika , Nnoitira and Ulquiorra.

Dealing with periods

Shunsui Kyōraku 🌸

SFW and NSWF HC

SMUT first time 

Jealously Drabble

Getting back together (fluff/angst)

Missing you (fluff)

Panic attack (fluff)

Jūshirō Ukitake 🤍

SFW and NSWF HC

Fluff blurb 

SMUT first time with Jushiro

Let me adore you (Smut)

Fluff blurb

Morning after (smut)

First time wedding night (smut)

Disagreements (smut)

Taking care of him (Fluff)

Interrupted (fluff)

Confessions (fluff)

Panic attack (fluff)

Jushiro with a human s/o HC

Hell jailer Jushiro x reader HC

Ichigo Kurosaki 🍓

SFW and NSFW Headcanon

Ichigo with a bratty s/o headcanon 

Ichigo’s birthday! (fluff)

Tōshirō Hitsugaya 🧊

First kiss (fluff)

Nightmares (fluff)

SFW and NSFW HC

Jealously (fluff)

Kiss me (smut)

Adult Toshiro and reader’s first time (smut)

Touch yourself (smut)

Toshiro with a s/o like Isane pt 1.

Toshiro with a s/o like Isane pt 2.

Rōjūrō Otoribashi 🎸

Renji Abarai ❤️

Sit on my face (smut)

Renji with a human s/o HC

Kisuke Urahara 💚

SFW and NSFW headcanon

Taking care of you after you’re injured

Love in the dark (mini fanfic. Kisuke Urahara x reader) ch.1

NSFW HC

Byakuya Kuchiki

Cherry Blossoms pt.1     Cherry Blossoms pt.2

SFW and NSFW HC

Touch yourself (smut)

Byakuya with a human s/o

Zangestu

SFW and NSFW headcanon

Familiar (fluff)

Kenpachi Zaraki ⚔️

SFW and NSFW HC

Jealously Drabble

Love at First Sight

Weak or Not (angst/fluff)

Shinji Hirako 🎭

SFW and NSFW headcanon

Edging Shinji NSFW

Reunion Fluff and smut

Finding you crying (angst/fluff)

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

Falling in love with a childhood friend

Ikkaku Madarame 🗣️

Face sitting NSFW

SFW and NSFW HC

Cuddling with Ikkaku (fluff)

Sōsuke Aizen 💜

SFW and NSFW HC

Walked in on having sex NSFW

Ruined (smut)

enemies to lovers 

Tamed (smut)

Possessive HC

Aizen with a human s/o

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez 🐱

SFW and NSFW Headcanon

Rooting for the antihero (fluff)

Kiss me (smut)

One bed trope (fluff)

5 more minutes (fluff)

Ulquiorra Cifer 😐

SFW and NSFW HC

First time (smut)

Not so scary (fluff)

Coyote Starrk 😴

Gin Ichimaru 🤍

SFW and NSFW HC

Cockwarming NSFW

Gin with a bratty s/o

As Nodt 😶

SFW and NSFW HC

Not so scary (fluff)

Nnoitra Gilga

Tease (smut)

Szayelaporro Granz

Taking care of him after he gets injured

[mobolanz]

Using two anime men pictures, what is your type of man? One picture for looks and one for personality.

Oh that's quite an interesting question actually (that deep down I hoped to get one day xD)

Since you said one for personality and one for looks seems I can't use a Reiner picture because I'm into him for both in a balance 🤧 😆✨

But I'm putting this picture here nonetheless if that's alright (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

So instead I'll add two other guys from my top5 ever list :")

For looks , I'd say closest match is coyote starrk from bleach. :3 stern and solemn face, dark hair, tall, and a goatee to top it. I want to get tagged in any x reader fic one comes across 🤩🤩

For personality kureno sohma from fruits basket- watch me project into both icky toe and arisa . Aah I mean, very level-headed, calm, polite, gentle, selfless and compassionate person. :") also once acknowledging that even unintentionally he did wrong he's doing anything possible to better it in the available ways, and us actually taking responsibility unlike a certain other jealous dog fuckup I'm supposed to find complex🙄. Also Like would be worried about you first and foremost even in a near death position. Hell. Literally asks if YOU'RE doing well and pats you comfortingly on the head while laying in a hospital bed 🤧🤧. And if he could he'd stay by your side forever to hear you laugh to see your smile to taste your lips to show HIS real and not lonely smile and ahhhhhhhhh ;w; he's perfect for both my sad girl and energetic sunshine moments xD

Thank you for the ask !:D

[uchihasasukeycurufinweatarinke]

Bleach Coyote Starrk X Silmarillion Curufin

Ok so I should be studying for exams and that didn't work out the whole day so let's put the most cringe worthy thing that has been in my head for a long ass time. Btw I'm a huge fan of crossovers but I'm also very picky towards them so yeah this is probably weird as fuck but here goes nothing lol. This is just a way to get my two current blorbos to interact 😄

So Curvo dies and instead of going to Mandos he goes to Hueco Mundo and becomes an Arrancar.

I kinda have this whole AU just so that a. Coyote Starrk and Curvo can be friends or ship them and b. so Curvo can eat Gothmog and haunt Finrod.

I'm always on the Finrod had no right to go for the silmaril and demand his kingdom to go on a suicide charge for a couple who could have just eloped side.

So Curvo gets killed by Gwindor. How it happens is that after Luthien gets taken to Nargothrond, she manages to tell Celebrimbor that Beren has been captured along with Finrod. Celebrimbor, who is friends with Finduilas tells her this and she cries to Gwindor about it.

Gwindor confronts Curufin about it accusingly. Curufin actually really likes and cares about Finrod, (but not more than his brothers and his Oath, so he's still bitter about the betrayal from his perspective, knowing that going for the silmarils is dooming his his family), but he answers Gwindor extra cruelly. Taunting him and going, " Why don't you ask the rest of Nargothrond to save him? Oh wait, they won't go on a foolish suicide mission with no chance of success. " Finduilas who's also there cries for Finrod's death sentence and Gwindor snaps. He kills Curufin, completely cutting his head of.

Then what he did dawns on him and he and Finduilas hide the body while feeling super guilty, cause kinslaying is still kinslaying no matter how much you hate the guy.

Keep reading for the Bleach part😆

Now we get to the Bleach part! This is where the fun Shonen stuff begins!

Honestly the concept of hollows, when read with the Silmarillion mood still there, is such a horror tragedy. In Tolkien language they're basically kinslaying cannibalizing wraiths. Like even Morgoth doesn't make monsters that tragic.

Like re watching the first Bleach episodes and it's like holy shit those hollows were so creepy, then so sad and tragic cause they were your family, they just wanna stay with you after death then they can't help but hunger for you. A silm character AU of going through the plot of Orihime's brother's episode, oh the angst! That's like the worst kind of kinslaying! Loving your family so much you wanna eat them so they'll never leave you!

So yeah rotating hollow Curvo in my mind😃

But I want this story to have two perspectives with wildly different genres of a fun action packed Shonen kicking enemy ass and a horror tragedy movie of being haunted by your dead kin.

And since Curvo is my fave I'm spoiling him. He gets cool Arrancar powers and kicks ass and gets revenge for Feanor and Maedhros like an overpowered isekai protagonist.

But everyone around him especially Finrod and including his brothers are in a horror movie and for once it's not even Morgoth's fault.

I like Finrod, but whenever fics and metas have him as an angel and bash Curvo and Celegorm I get super annoyed, so he gets maximum horror here 🤣

Gonna type part 2 cause this post feels too long.

[my0vershareworld]

𝔾𝔼𝕋 𝕆𝔽𝔽 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝔼

Pairing: Szayelaporro Granz, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez X GN!Human reader

Genre: Crack, Headcanons, Platonic.

CW: None

Requested by Anon: Hiii can you do headcanons for Szayelaporro,Nnoitra,Starkk,and grimmjow who have a friend that runs to hug them and tackles them like how Nelliel does with ichigo please 🙏🏻:)

A/N: WAHHHH I LOVE THIS ASK SO MUCH ACTUALLY???

Szayelaporro Granz

he does not like you fucking startles him whenever you hug and tackles him like that. but is not like he mind it.

he just kind of wish you stop but at the same time he kind of don't.

your warm hug gives him some of his most vulnerable moment.

but every time you tackles him specifically from behind..he will fall down to the ground flat on his face most of the time. and you ended up getting him angry at you the whole day.

Nnoitra Gilga

you startles him. badly. he thought an enemy did a sneak attack on him and almost kill you a few time at first.

he always yell at you and tell you to stop every time you tackles him like that.

he don't even know what to do when he's in your bear hug. he wanted to escape yet your warmness and softness of a human skin is making him melt and make his arms weak. he never been treated so soft and tender yet so harsh like this before. he loves yet hates it.

every time you tackles him he'll just try and take you off of him and is pretty easy since..he's tall and a giant compare to you. he'll just pull you off easily like a bug.

he'll just look at you like 😐 whenever you tackles him like that

Coyote Starrk

when you hugged him he just stays in your hug. no matter if you're actually choking him and he can barely breath in your hug. but that's fine.

when you tackles him into a hug he'll just fall flat to the ground. he won't even get up. he just let you hug him on the ground like that.

he likes your warmness when you hug him so he..fall asleep so easily in your hug.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

this man is so on high alert and so fucking animalistic he fucking punch you in the face when you tackles him from behind like that. he does not appreciate that sudden shit. he even call you an idiot for doing that in the first place knowing he's like a wild animal.

when it comes to hug he'll probably try and pry your hands off of him. NO TOUCHY TOUCHY GET OFF OF ME. he's a cat really.

he'll chase you down a few time when you tackles him and scare him too badly.

but when he started to get use to it he still try to pry you off of him every time but he just more soft with the claws prying.

[danddymaro]

Lonley | Coyote Starrk x Reader

nothing wild

comfort

Reader is a shinigami // Set during the White Invasion

Word Count : 254

Lonley

The shinigami kept her (e/c) colored eyes on the fallen Espada as he was left to perish. She stayed, interested as she watched him.

There was something about him as a whole, something she couldn't quite place, but found far too intriguing to simply let die.

The seldom in his eyes was apparent, even while he had mocked her captain.

The low tone of his voice was relaxed and soft, yet somehow sullen in a sense, and it allured her because she'd always been drawn to beings like him.

'His eyes... His voice...' she inwardly mused as she continued to approach him,

'It's all been so...captivating,' she thought with uncertainty, unable to really define what it was that made him so intriguing.

‘- But not any more than the way you panicked,' she thought with a heavy heart as she had witnessed what silence had succumbed him to.

'You're lonely right now, right?' she thought while not stopping, continuing to step towards the lone wolf.

Her Captain made no attempt to stop her, but instead spared her one last glance that urged her to be quick, to do what she needed to, to stay in plan.

Cautiously, she moved, hand reaching down to his chest, fingers daftly moving up to his neck before she grazed her palm over his cheek. Meanwhile, (E/c) colored eyes tenderly gazed into his tired, crystal-colored eyes.

"You seemed Lonely," she softly mused, and in response, his blue eyes softened down, and gently, a little smile graced his sullen features.