#ishida uryu imagine

[satsugacafe]

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐔: 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Jugram Haschwalth, Ishida Uryu, Aizen Sosuke

➳❥ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: Hello! If it isnt too much trouble could you do a soulmate au for jugram, uryu, and aizen(separately)? Thank you❤️

➳❥ 𝐀/𝐍: I did not expect to write so much for this, but then again, I was deeply invested in this AU >.< I love these types of AUs. Round star dividers were from my dear friend @/edensrose

➳❥ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: How each character meet or connect with you, their soulmate, through the unique bond you share.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

☾ Jugram Haschwalth — Colourblind

He didn’t believe in soulmates. The idea of being bound and destined to a stranger was fickle, not when he had more pressing matters at hand, like tending to His Majesty. Giving himself to someone else and dedicating his life to be devoted was unheard of—there was only one person he was devoted to, and it belonged to the man who saved his life and gave him purpose. Not you. Not some random person who would enter his life in a sweeping moment and flip everything upside down.

And you did. When he saw the world in black and white, how else was he to perform his duties to the fullest? He needed you as his other half to be that addition to his bleak life—no matter how hard he refused to accept, he needed you.

There you were, standing atop a hill, overseeing the city below like a sentinel with a look on concentration on your face. One moment he staring at the muted tones of you, and the next, he was staring at the shade your hair flickered under the sun and the colour of your shocked eyes when they landed on him. He felt disoriented at the sudden sharpness of the world around him, especially you.

He knew it meant. Part of him wanted to reject, the other part wanted to keep you to himself, like some sacred treasure that gave him his sight back.

“Quincy, huh?” Came your first words to him. They weren’t filled with disgust or animosity like he expected, instead, interest—pure, genuine interest. “Would have never guess it.”

You were his soulmate. The person meant to complete him. The one thing he was supposed to cherish above all else. And you were a Shinigami.

His enemy.

His duty was to Yhwach had always bee absolute. The Quincies had waged war against the Shinigami for centuries, and now fate had bound him to you—tied his very sigh, his very world, to your existence. It was cruel. And yet…

He did not want to let you go. That realisation sent a sharp pang through his chest. His hand twitched at his side, fingers aching to reach for you despite himself. He opened his mouth to speak, shut it, then opened it again, hand curling around the hilt of his sword as if waiting for the inevitable. “You do not appear displeased?”

You scoffed at his hesitation. “You could have been an Espada—didn’t matter. You’re my soulmate, clear as daylight, no pun intended.” Strolling down the hill to stand a few feet away from him, you folded your arms. “And I’ve been waiting a damn long time for you to give me my sight.”

He felt himself smiling, the corners of his lips twitching slightly. Your words clearly struck a cord of similarity within. Slackening his hand on his sword, he let it fall at his side, his fingers twitching at the lack of holding something. “Now that it has returned, what do you want?”

You blinked, brows lifting at his directness. A beat passed, then—

“Wow,” you exhaled, shaking your head. “You really aren’t the romantic type, huh?”

He stiffened slightly. “I don’t see how—”

“Not even a ‘where have you been all my life’ or a ‘you’re my missing half’?” you cut in with a teasing grin. “No sweeping me off my feet? No dramatic declaration of undying love? Nothing? Damn…”

“This is not a game,” he muttered through clenched teeth.

“Never said it was,” You tilted your head, studying him with an intensity that sent a shiver through him. Then, after a pause, you exhaled in defeat. “But if you’re the brooding type—the whole ‘my duty comes first, I can’t have a soulmate’ thing—then just say so.”

His fingers curled into fist. Yous saw right through him.

Your gaze searched his, patient, waiting. But Jugram had no answer to give. He didn’t know what he wanted. You were an impossibility, something he should reject, something he should let go.

And yet—

You took his silence for your answer and slumped your shoulders with an almost saddened look in your eyes. “Got it,” you murmured and slowly turned on your heel to depart. “I’ll, uh—I’ll take my leave then. No hard feelings.”

But something twisted violently in him. His hand shot out before he could stop himself, fingers curling around your wrist. The warmth of your skin against his was nearly scorching. His heartbeat roared in his ears, his thoughts a chaotic mess. He shouldn’t be doing this. He should let you go. But he couldn’t.

“…Don’t go,” he whispered with a mix of a command and plea. “I…”

You smiled at him, reassuring and understanding. You saw the internal conflict. Lifting your free hand to brush lightly over the back of his where he still held your wrist, he tightened his hold, not wanting to let go.

“Why don’t we start off simple if you’re unsure, then?” you suggested and turned to face him, chest to chest. “A name wouldn’t hurt anyone. I’m Y’N.”

His hold on your wrist tightened as he took an unconscious step forward, closing the gap. Before he could stop himself, his lips parted to respond to your simple call—a response that would spiral him into your world. “…Jugram.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Jugram. I’ve been waiting for you for quite a while.”

He gulped, feeling his heart fluttering erratically, because deep down, so was he.

☾ Ishida Uryu — Shared Pain & Skin-writing

Uryu winched, his fingers tightening around the book he had been reading, the sudden sharp sting in his knee jolting him from his thoughts. It was a familiar pain, one he had felt countless times before, but this time, after months of silence, it struck him like an accusation.

You had done that on purpose.

For the past three months, he had managed to push down the instinct to reach for you. To pick up a pen and scrawl something against his skin just to see you answer. He had been trying—struggling—to keep his distance. Not because he wanted to, but because his world had become more dangerous than ever. He had been thrown into the midst of something you had no right to be involved in, something he didn’t want to lose you to. And yet, even after all this time, you still wanted to talk to him. Still reached for him, even when he had made no effort to reach back.

His hand twitched toward the pen on his desk. He hesitated for only a second before reaching for it, his movements hesitant, as if testing whether he had the right to do this after so long. Then, pressing the cool tip to his forearm, he finally let himself write:

What do you want?

Seconds passed, then, before the could second-guess himself, the ink began to fade, the letters disappearing as your skin absorbed the message. Then, just as quickly, a reply followed with familiar, messy strokes that made his chest ache with something he wasn’t ready to name.

Oh, so now you answer.

His lips twitched. He practically heard your irritated voice, your frustration that barely concealed the relied underneath. You weren’t really angry, just hurt that he had ignored you.

You stopped writing first, he countered. It wasn’t entirely true, but he couldn’t admit to his reasons yet.

There was a pregnant pause before letters appeared on his skin again. Three months Uryu. Three! I thought you died or something.

His fingers tightened around the pen. You weren’t far off. A part of him had died in these past months. The moment he had stepped into Yhwach’s world, everything had changed. But you didn’t know that. You didn’t know what he had become. What he had chosen.

He took a deep breath, forcing the thought away and allowed his pen to move. Responding with something safer, not yet a confession.

I’m fine.

A pause and then.

Bullshit.

You were perceptive—always had been, even without knowledge of his world.

I mean, he wrote. I’ve been…busy.

Then came another pause. An even longer one. Long enough that he almost wondered if you had decided to stop replying. Then, finally—

Are you going to tell me what’s wrong or keep lying to me?

His grip on his pen tightened before he tossed himself onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling. What could he possibly tell you? He really wanted to pout everything out, explaining his silence, but he would hate himself for burdening you with his troubles. This was his choice, and he wasn’t going to drag you into this.

With his hesitation, you took his silence as an answer and scribbled on your hand once more as words appeared on his skin.

I miss talking to you.

You missed talking to him. His heart clenched and felt caught in his throat the longer he stared at the message. After everything, you still missed him, after the silence you still—

Me too, he replied. The first honest response for the night.

Good. Now explain why you’re ignoring your soulmate.

Soulmate. The words weren’t foreign to him, and it make his pulse hammer each time you used it. He still remembered when he fought the idea at first. Rejecting it outright, the concept itself had felt too irrational, too binding, too…dangerous. But over time, he had stopped fighting it because despite everything, there was something undeniably…comforting about the connection you shared.

…It wasn’t personal, he scribbled slowly.

But your response was immediate.

Then why?

He clenched his jaw. You weren’t going to let this go.

Because my life is complicated.

So is mine, smarty pants. But that didn’t stop me from talking to you.

You had a point, but it wasn’t the same. You didn’t understand what he was caught in, what he had been forced to do. If you knew—if you even had an inkling of what he had become—you wouldn’t be writing to him like this.

I didn’t want to drag you into my mess.

Boo hoo, that’s not you’re choice to make, buddy.

You were right, but it didn’t change anything.

He pressed the pen against his skin again, but before he could write, more words appeared.

Uryu, please…I don’t need to know everything. I just…don’t disappear again. Don’t leave me, please.

For a fraction of a second, his heart stopped. His fingers curled around the pen, gripping it like a lifeline.

I won’t.

Okay. He could tell that your reply was softer this time.

Silence stretched between you after that, neither of you writing anything for a long moment, but for once, it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. It wasn’t heavy with unspoke words or the weight of his choices.

It just was.

Can’t sleep? He wrote on impulse without thinking them through.

I could ask you the same thing.

A small, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Then we’re even.

We could play a game. Like old times.

His fingers hovered over his skin, as he fought to enjoy this moment, not knowing what tomorrow would bring.

Alright, just like old times.

☾ Aizen Sosuke — Red String

The red string of fate had always been a concept that Aizen found…amusing. It was whispered about in the hushed concerns of Seireitei, a myth spoken of in quiet reverence by those who still believed in destiny. Even among Shinigami, the idea of an unbreakable connection binding two souls together was seen as little more than an old wives’ tale. And yet, here he was, following the near-invisible thread tied around his finger through the streets of Rukongai.

Curiosity had stirred within him, an unfamiliar sensation tugging at the edges of his m ind. It was not often that something escaped his notice, and yet, here was proof of something he had overlooked, was not according to his plan—his own soulmate. The notion should have been laughable. He was a Captain of the Gotei 13, a man who had long since abandoned the confines of simple belief in fate. And yet, the strong remained, unyielding, leading him to an unknown destination.

As he stepped past the worn dirt paths and into the bustling districts, the scent of sake and cooked food mingled with the crisp evening air. lanterns flickered in warm hues, casting long shadows against wooden buildings. The sound of laughter and conversation drifted through the streets as citizens lost themselves in the ordinary pleasures of their lives. Yet Aizen’s gaze remained fixated on the red string, watching as it wove through the crows with ease, guiding him forward to a tavern.

The moment he entered, the tavern was filled with workers and travellers, all too occupied with their own affairs to pay attention to the newcomer. His gaze flickered across the room, scanning faces with an unreadable expression, until—

There you were.

There was nothing remarkable about you in the way that nobles or warriors were deemed. You were not adorned in fine silks, nor did you carry the weight of power upon your shoulders. And yet, Aizen found himself unable to look away.

“Welcome,” you greeted as you approached, noticing that he was standing without a seat. “Would you like something to drink, eat or a seat?”

For a moment, he did not answer, merely observing, taking in the way your eyes flickered with warmth, the way you stood with a quiet confidence despite the bustling atmosphere. Then, he smiled. “Jasmine tea. Warm.” When you nodded and turned away to prepare his order, he found a sit at the counter.

He had expected something…different. A noble, perhaps a fellow Shinigami. Someone who already resided within his world, who shared the burdens and ambitions that came with it. Instead, he found you—simple soul, untouched by the ridge structures of Seireiei, existing within a life entirely separate from his own. And yet, the string did not waver.

When you returned, setting the small ceramic cup before him, he tilted his head slightly. “I haven’t seen you before,” he remarked.

You blinked, clearly caught off guard by the statement. “Oh? Are you a regular?”

“No quite,” he admitted, fingers grazing the rim of his cup. “I don’t frequent the Rukongai often. But even so, I feel as though I would have remembered someone like you.”

A small chuckle escaped you as you leaned against the counter, setting your tray aside. “You say that like I’m someone important.”

Aizen took a slow sip of his tea, savouring the warmth before placing his cup down. His eyes never left yours once. “Perhaps. Importance is a matter of perspective.”

You frowned at his words, as if trying to decipher the meaning behind them. There was something about him—unsettlingly enigmatic. His presence was commanding yet effortless, his gaze holding an intensity that made your skin prickle. He was unlike anyone you had met before, and yet, you had no reason to fear him.

“Are you a noble?” you asked, unable to suppress your curiosity, while taking in his simple garb. “Or maybe a merchant? You don’t seem like the kind to wander these parts without reason.”

His lips curled slightly at your statement. “No, nothing of the sort.”

“Then what do you do?”

“If I told you, it might change the way you see me.” He titled his head, watching you with a soft delight.

You huffed a small laugh, leaning away from the counter and placing a hand on your waist. “That sounds awfully suspicious.”

“Does it?”

“A little,” you admitted. “But I guess it doesn’t matter. You’re here now, and you seem…strange from most people who pass through.”

To Aizen’s astonishment, he found himself engaging—not manipulating, not strategising, but in something startlingly genuine. You did not know who he was. You had no need to fear him, no reason to treat him with the deference he had grown accustomed to in Seireitei. You spoke to him as an equal, unburdened by knowledge of his power or rank.

And perhaps that was why despite the sheer improbability of it all, he found himself drawn to you. 

At some point, you paused, turning toward him with a contemplative look. “You never told me you name.”

For a moment, he considered lying—giving you an alias, keeping a distance between the truth and the delicate illusion of this night. But then, he met your gaze and spoke.

“Aizen Sosuke.”

The name meant nothing to you. There was no flicker of recognition, no shift in demeanour. You simply smiled.

“Well, Aizen,” you warmly spoke, “it was nice talking to you. You should come by again sometime.”

He stared at you, his mind lingering on the invisible thread that connected you both. A thread that had led him here, to a moment that should not have existed in the grand scheme of his plans. And despite himself—despite everything—he found himself returning a smile.

“Perhaps I will.”

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @edensrose @stygianoir @spellboundsuguru @cactimorada @cookielovesbook-akie @kennys-partner

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[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

With ulquiorra , mayuri, gin, adult uryu (seperately ) are they ass , tits or thighs

Fluff to smut with fem plz

Ass, Tits, or thighs With The Bleach Characters (Kenpachi Zaraki, and Grimmjow Jaegearjauquez as a bonus)

Fandom: Bleach

Rated: Um 17+? i mean it is explicit but not too explicit tread cautiously i guess.

warnings: titty sucking, spanking, biting, nipping, slapping, motorboating, lactation kink, all of these were mentioned.

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

Kenpachi Zaraki:

Kenpachi Zaraki is a certified ass man.

And thighs.

He loves them both equally.

He will make his s/o wear the cutest panties that shape their ass so well.

or he will make them wear the thinnest sexiest thong alive so he can see those pretty sexy cheeks between the thin tight fabric.

loves spankings and will give them for no reason because he loves it.

makes the s/o wear the tightest cutest thigh highs,

yes he fucks them with just them on sometimes.

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

Grimmjow Jaegearjauquez:

-another certified ass lover.

-loves to take his partner from behind and fucks them senseless.

-will basically breed his partner like a panther in heat.

-will bite lick and nip their s/o butt cheeks.

-It will leave so many marks on them. You can see his canine in them and will last a few days.

-rubs his face over their ass like how cats do as well.

-loves spanking his s/o as well and will be rough about it.

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

Ulquiorra cifer:

might be a cop out but i think he doesn't care.

he likes them all of them equally.

but if he has to pick one then he will choose tits.

nothing too sexual but he just like using boobs as pillows.

and listen to his s/o heart beat.

which is pretty sweet.

but he does take joy into leaving nips, bites and hickey's all over his s/o breasts (rather big or small he does not care)

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

Mayuri kurotsuchi:

-I also think he doesn't care.

-To him it really depends on the day.

-some days he will smack and grab ass

-while other days he will want to suck on his s/o nipples and leave huge hickeys on them.

-but he also loves to have his s/o wear garter belts and thigh highs too.

-also enjoys spanking and leaving so many marks on his s/o.

-as long he can mark them up then he doesn't care.

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

Uryu Ishida:

my boy loves thighs

loves to squeeze them and rub them

loves garter belts

loves thigh highs

loves biting and marking them with his bites and kisses

cums from thighjobs

want to have sex with just his s/o in thigh highs

loves seeing s/o in fishnets

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

Gin Ichimaru:

-He loves titties

-no matter how big or small he wants to suck, lick and nip them

-honestly might have a lactation kink

-probably would call s/o boobs mommy milkers one time before s/o slaps him hard.

-loves tit jobs

-loves motorboating

-loves sheer bras

-would flip if s/o has their nipples pierced

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

[sashi-ya]

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝙳𝚛. 𝙸𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚄𝚛𝚢𝚞 uryu's birthday drabble ⋆ mdni nsfw +18 ⋆ semi public, oral

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ happy birthday, Ishida-kun! 𓂃⋆.˚

The rug material sucks; why does this thing have to be here? it carves into your knees; it’s starting to itch. Ah, but the sweet caress on your head coming from Dr. Ishida’s hand makes it everything better.

You shouldn’t make much noise; in fact, you shouldn’t be hiding underneath his desk… why the hell these doctors had to visit his office right now?

His hardness is noticeable, it protrudes from his pants. Your hand slides up, slowly, in complete silence. You shouldn’t do this, or else you are gonna make Dr. Uryuu blush.

But you can’t help it; you went there with a single purpose… celebrate the Dr’s birthday. And nothing, nor nobody will stop you from doing so. If he got “very busy” enough to go back home later than expected, then his surprise must be received in here.

You nuzzle on his thigh, inhaling the scent of his neat trousers. Everything so clean, so perfectly ironed… fabric you wish to stain, to shrivel, to ruin. A kiss on his leg, only makes his pants tent bigger… “Ah, are you getting excited Dr. Ishida?”

Uryuu starts bouncing his leg, as he fights to stay serious while a bunch of med interns yap about the cases they’ve been assigned. His hand, that hangs down the desk, tries to sign you to stop in a desperate attempt for you not to continue with the following step of this sexual torture; reaching his sex, that’s been almost freed, as you were lowering his zipper right before they arrived.

Wet, completely dampened in precum, is how you found his boxer briefs. Poor man, what have he done to suffer this faith?! “Let me fix it for you, Dr. Ishida…”

“Very well; that should do for the day, why don’t you all take some time off? Patients have been all -ngh-. Excuse me…” Uryu gets interrupted by your lips finally surrounding his sex; he tries to cover it up with a cough but there is no way he could cover the blush on his usually pale cheeks.

“Are you ok, Dr. Ishida?” an intern, who happens to be one of those annoying females that surrounds your man on a daily basis, asks. She decides to stay, even if the rest have already left the office.

You focus your tongue on his tip; “tell her how good you are feeling, Ishida-kun, come on!”

“AH- yes. Sorry! I’m just tired!” Uryu excuses himself once more, fixing his glasses, getting closer to his desk, trying to normalize his breathing.

“Oh! Can I do something for you, Dr. Ishida?” she insists, and you suck harder. Adding now your hand around his shaft.

Uryuu takes a deep breath; he knows this could go two possible ways, one he resists or cums right in front of a subordinate. The you stopping doesn’t enter the equation, in fact is the only thing that won’t change but rather increase…

“No, I am married man” he finally snaps, feeling the smirk on your lips forming around his dick.

“I- no- I’m sorry…” the girl whispers, leaving soon the office. Uryuu finally looks down; you are enjoying this more than anyone else perhaps.

“Stop. Stand Up. Turn around” he commands, hitting the desk. And you know he will finish the job you started.

“Yes, Dr. Ishida. Claim your birthday gift ~” you obey.

[brittscafe]

Kinktober Masterlist

Hi! I've decided to try and participate in Kinktober this year! I'm so excited to write all of these. I'll update this master list as I publish these works.

I'll mostly be writing for Bleach, but I also be writing for Demon Slayer and Jujutsu Kaisen!

Masterlist

Day 1: Love bites (Gin Ichimaru x reader)

Day 2: Thigh riding (Shunsui Kyoraku x female reader)

Day 3: Public sex (Aizen Sosuke x female reader)

Day 4: Cockwarming (Jushiro Ukitake x female reader)

Day 5: Spanking (Shinji Hirako x female reader)

Day 6: Toys (Kisuke Urahara x female reader)

Day 7: Choking (Kenpachi Zaraki x male reader)

Day 8: Pegging (Renji Abarai x female reader)

Day 9: Threesome (Jushiro x Shunsui x female reader)

Day 10: Shower Sex (Ichigo Kurosaki x female reader)

Day 11: Overstimulation ( Tōshirō Hitsugaya x female reader)

Day 12: Mirror sex (Ryuken Ishida x female reader)

Day 13: Shower sex (Ulquiorra Cifer x female reader)

Day 14: Begging (Nnoitra Gilga x female reader)

Day 15: Riding (Coyote Starrk x female reader)

Day 16: Edging (Byakuya Kuchiki x female reader)

Day 17: Size kink +choking + aphrodisiac (Aizen Sosuke x female reader)

Day 18: Face sitting (Isshin Kurosaki x female reader)

Day 19: Hate sex (Kensei Muguruma x female reader)

Day 20: Love bites + overstimulation (Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x female reader)

Day 21: Squirting (As Nodt x female reader)

Day 22: Praise kink (Shunsui Kyoraku x female reader)

Day 23: Sleepy sex (Jushiro Ukitake x male reader)

Day 24: Oral, f! receiving (Shuhei Hisagi x female reader)

Day 25: Edging + mirror sex (Aizen Sosuke x female reader)

Day 26: Daddy kink (Ryuken Ishida x female reader)

Day 27: Soft sex (Jugram Haschwalth x female reader)

Day 28: Rope bunny (Uryu Ishida x male reader)

Day 29: Blindfolded (Ikkaku Madarame x female reader)

Day 30: Soft sex (Ichigo Kurosaki x female reader)

Day 31: Rough sex + daddy kink (Aizen Sosuke x female reader)

Extras:

Sensation kink (Shūsuke Amagai x female reader)

Love in the Dark part 2 (Kisuke Urahara x female reader)

I may or may not have forgotten about my Love in the Dark series with Kisuke Urahara, so don't worry pt 2 of that will be coming out on any one of these 31 days, don't miss it! <3

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Ishida, Ichigo, and Byakuya just kissing their s/o passionately only to get interrupted by someone walking in on them?

Byakuya/Ichigo/Ishida - Interuptions in Inopportune Interludes

Byakuya

“I won’t be long. Just stay here. The squad will protect you.”

“I don’t need protection.” [Y/N] insisted as they looked up at Byakuya with earnest and determination. “I want to be with you.”

The captain smiled; or rather the corner of his lips tilted up. His hand reached out to clasp their cheek. “You will be with me. In my heart. But I cannot do what needs to be done if I’m worrying about you. Please, stay here with the 6th and keep order in my stead.”

[Y/N] huffed and turned their head away, but nodded.

Byakuya lifted their head back up towards him and leaned in for a kiss. He was aware this was dangerous. He was aware that the threat of death was a possibility. He was also aware that he couldn’t stand the thought of them being out there in the middle of it, and would gladly take on this danger alone to keep them safe.

He was also aware this was the last time he could see them.

“Captain! The enemy has broken through the first barriers on the west gate! 1st squad said—”

Byakuya pulled away from his love to level a stern, icy hot glare, at his vice-captain. “I will be there shortly.”

Renji visibly gulped and backed out of the room quickly. “I will be back as soon as I can.” He placed a kiss on their knuckles. “Be safe.”

Ichigo

“This is so stupid….”

“Come on. Don’t pout.” Ichigo replied. Halfhearted as he knew there was no way they weren’t going to pout. It just seemed like the thing to say.

“Why do I have to stay here?!” [Y/N] insisted. This close to stamping their foot down about it. “I’m not a child! And I’m not helpless! I can fight too!”

“I know you can.” He told them. “But I just want you to stay here and help with the ones that make it past. There important too!”

“You just want me benched and picking off small fries.” [Y/N] flopped down on the couch and literally pouted. Clearly not a fan of his plan.

Ichigo sighed and came up to them. “Look, I’ll be honest ok?” They glanced up at him, but only a little. “It makes me anxious when you’re out there.” They seemed surprised by his answer and Ichigo rubbed the back of his head. “It’s one thing when it’s the others, but with you….I can’t think straight and it makes me do stupid stuff. I’d just feel better if you stayed back here. Where I know you’re safe.”

They seemed to think it over for a minute before [Y/N] sighed. “I guess that makes sense. In a really dumb way.”

Ichigo smirked, then knelt down in front of them. “Hey, I never said I was a smart one. Just good looking.”

[Y/N] laughed a little, and Ichigo leaned in to give them a kiss. He was telling them the truth. Of course he cared about his friends & comrades on the battle field. With [Y/N] though, he’d do really stupid stuff to keep them safe.

“Ichigo! We have to get to the west gate! The barricade as already---”

“Jeez Renji! Ever think of knocking!”

The other red head seemed to sputter, sensing deja vu, but then just left to go tell the others.

“Least I won’t be the dumbest one out there.” Ichigo muttered, before he turned to [Y/N] and gave them a quick kiss. “I’ll be back. Keep your head down and try not to break anything important if you can!”

Ishida

“Are you sure you’re fine with this?”

“Yes, Uryuu, go. I said I’ll be fine and….I want to help.”

Ishida’s face scrunched in an unappealing frown as he looked around. He supposed that the 4th was the safest place for them. It was the highest concentration of healers, and Captain Unohana was there; who always somehow gave Ishida a cold chill. Still, he didn’t want them to be anywhere near a battle. “Let me just have someone open a portal to send you home. Humans shouldn’t be here.”

“You’re here.” They insisted.

To which Ishida pushed up his glasses and told them, “that’s different. I’m a Quincy.”

[Y/N] stood up from their crouched position, helping get some of the beds ready for the inevitable injured, and looked him dead in the eye. “I know I’m not like the rest of you. I know I’m not special. Or have powers. Or am good at fighting. But this is something I can do. I want to help. If my friends, and the world, is in danger I want to do something. Let me do this so I can feel important for a change too.”

Ishida instantly buckled at their resolve. He should have known better. [Y/N] had a huge heart and wanted to help everyone. There was no way he was going to get them to budge. “You are important.”

The quincy leaned in and gave them a kiss. Permission, in a way, although they didn’t need it, for them to stay while he went out and fought. He’d honestly feel better knowing there were here to take care of him if he was injured.

“Ishida! Man, everyone is being super crazy today. We need to get to—”

“Get out of here Renji! This is a private area!” Ishida shouted, beet red at being caught kissing his s/o.

This time Renji just huffed with a shrug and walked out. “Did you really need to yell at him?”

“He…He startled me!”

[Y/N] smiled. Then they leaned up to give him another quick peck. “Try not to get cut. I’m not as good with a needle and thread as you are.”

[ichigotheringbearer]

the only class Uryū failed in all of high school was English, and this is something Ichigo (who's fully bilingual) loves to lord over him.

He'll be watching a movie or show in English and the minute Uryū walks into the room he groans and complains 'I guess I'm going to have to turn on the Japanese subtitles now, aren't I?'

The first time he tried this the sour response was legendary.

[merbear25]

Would you write Uryu dating a witch!female reader? Please :3

At first I thought headcanons would do, but I decided to write a short fic instead! I hope you like it! 💜💜

There was something different about you, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. The air felt lighter when you were around, and his heart beat faster whenever you looked at him. Without even saying a word to each other, you were on his mind night and day. When he finally got the chance to talk to you, there was no denying the instant connection.

CW: SFW, fem!reader, early stages of relationship, fluff, reader is a witch

Timid hearts (Uryu)

Captivated by your subtly dark charms, your air of mystery was the first thing to draw in his attention. The first time meeting you was in passing. You were quietly reading when you looked up, your gaze meeting his. The calmness on your face shifted into warmth. Without saying anything, he gripped the strap of his bag and hurried off. 

Even after returning home, he could still feel your presence. He brought his hand to his face; the heat of his blush remained. His heart wouldn’t settle down, leaving him to wonder more about the girl he just so happened to walk past that afternoon.

He noticed you around more often after that first encounter. You were typically by yourself, which he perceived to be because of your lack of friends. Perhaps it wasn’t the kindest assumption, but each time he saw you, you were blissfully unaware of those around you. The same book from earlier was opened in your lap. The spine looked worn and the pages were rather aged. Your delicate fingers turned each one with care so as not to accidentally rip through the knowledge they held.

His eyes lingered on your hands, not fully aware that he was staring. Your brow furrowed, while you retained whatever was capturing your attention. When your eyes flickered up to him, that smile from the other day appeared more bashful. Quickly, he averted his stare, his cheeks burning as you giggled at his clear embarrassment.

“Would you like to take a seat?” Your voice was softer than he imagined. Letting out a sigh to ease his nerves, he sat down next to you.

His eyes shifted to the side, seeing what looked to be a recipe. “Do you cook?” The question was tangled with confusion, since it obviously wasn’t what he originally thought it was.

“You could say that.” Your hand rested on the page. “It’s a book that’s been passed down through my family for generations.” Your fingers traced the handwritten letters, a sentimental tone playing at your words.

Uryu was reminded of the book of his own heritage he’d found not long ago. Where his brought on a sense of dread, yours seemed to bring forth one of serenity.

“You were wondering if I had any friends, weren’t you?” 

The question caught him off guard, making him stutter in denial. “No, no of course not.”

“It’s alright, I’m not offended. It’s a personal choice, though. I usually prefer being away from others, so that I can listen to the surroundings better.” You looked out towards the river and took a deep breath.

“I shouldn’t have jumped to that conclusion. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head slightly. “It’s not a problem, but if you don’t mind me asking, why do you spend so much time alone?”

“It’s just easier sometimes.”

Your eyes draped over him, taking note of his slumped posture. A sense of companionship fluttered in the pit of your stomach, one which only lost souls could form. Leaning slightly towards him, you could tell this early stage of a bond was mutual. “Would you like to go for a walk?”

The more you got to know each other, the stronger that bond grew, eventually blooming into young love. Admittedly, there were aspects each of you held that the other found troubling to an extent: you being one of the few with whom he shared his Quincy heritage, and him being the only outsider to have learned about your family's witchcraft. Your problems were worlds apart, and yet you were the ones who understood the grief that came with that secret history more than anyone else.

Both quiet in nature, you often spent your dates in libraries, studying the different parts of each other’s worlds. However, books couldn’t replace getting it from the source. Stories shared under the nighttime sky, little spells you casted while you cuddled by the fireplace, and some of the attacks he’d been mastering pulled the curtain back more than those authors ever could.

As your skills improved, you branched out into medicine. With your powers reaching new heights, he dreaded the day that you may need to use them on your loved ones and even yourself. Pushing the inevitable aside for the time being, you came back into focus just as you were: caring, genuine, and eager to soak in the world around you.

“Perfection,” he whispered.

“What was that?”

He straightened his posture and coughed. “N-nothing just thinking out loud.” 

Your nod in understanding as you carried on with your studies made him kick himself. Despite being in a relationship for the past few months, he hadn’t worked up the courage to kiss you yet. His cheeks flushed just thinking about it. Rubbing his eyes, he then propped himself up on his hand.

Watching you overworking yourself lured him out of the fog he’d found himself in. Getting up from his chair, he offered you his hand. The slight smile he wore never failed to make your heart skip a beat. Placing your hand in his, you followed him outside to the path behind his house.

He knew how much you’d grown to love this section; the greenery was luscious and was scattered with vibrant flowers. Strolling by your favorite section, he sighed at the sight before you. Many of the Shibazakura weren’t in bloom yet, still only buds between the dark green leaves.

“They should have bloomed by now,” he mentioned with a hint of disappointment.

Your eyes held onto his expression for a moment, letting his emotion sink in and be transferred through your fingertips. With nothing more than a gentle wave of your hand, the late bloomers sprouted petals. Staring at the marvel you’d created, he smiled to himself. Reaching down, he plucked one from the ground and brought it closer. The smell was sweeter than usual, making him think that your very essence was living through its vines. 

“Such beautiful flowers reflect the one that made them.” He brushed your hair behind your ear with his other hand, stroking your cheek with his thumb before finally tucking the Shibazakura behind your ear. 

The way you leaned into his touch was a balm to his soul, quieting all the worries that’d been collecting over the years. As he stepped closer, your eyes naturally fell to his lips. 

“If it’s alright with you, I’d really like to kiss you right now.” His request was barely above a hushed tone, making the heat on your cheeks deepen. Your nod made his breaths shaky, suddenly feeling an overwhelming amount of tension.

As his lips pressed against yours, the rest of the garden came alive. Each tree and flower grew in full bloom and was more vibrant than ever before. Pulling you in closer, he deepened the kiss when you threw your arms around him. Such a loving exchange was the most magical experience either of you could have conjured.

[kunekojo]

What would aizen, as nodt and adult uryu(seperately ) x fem reader

Them with a size kink

Maybe reader is smaller

I gotchu :3

NSFW Size Kink with Aizen, As Nodt, and Adult Uryu x Smaller Fem!Reader

Warning: NSFW, pretty descriptive

Tags: fingering, blowjob, Size kink, dom, edging, a hint of fluff eventually

Aizen

He prefers to enjoy the size difference between the two of you by holding parts of your body. Oftentimes even wanting to see you wrapped around parts of his body 👀

His favorite sight is you, kneeling in front of him while you try to fit in as much as you can of his cock. Your lips barely wrapping around his cock makes him buckle his hips, thrusting himself deeper with each second you spend sucking. He’ll place his hand behind your head and give you a tiny impulse to take more of him which will lead to him gripping your head, moving it for you instead.

Other times, Aizen will eye you from above as he gently traces his finger against your facial features. The sight of his larger finger circling around your mouth always drives him crazy, but it's the way you partly open your lips to welcome him inside that urges him to push it.

You instinctively nibble his finger, knowing how much he enjoys it but all you can see is a simple smile covering his face.

The way he stares at you so carefully makes you feel uncertain of what he'll do but right after you're ready to take more of his finger, he shoves it down your throat, pulling it and pushing it deeper.

He's infatuated with how you can squirm and moan so much just by getting a taste of his fingers. It makes him wonder how will you deal with his cock if this gets you so wet you almost cum.

Make yourself comfortable because this man won't leave you alone for longer than you anticipated, handling your body in all sorts of positions he wants thanks to your frail frame.

He’ll tease you by fucking you with his fingers, refusing to let you cum until you're a crying mess begging to let you finish. But he loves how you clench his fingers with each orgasm he denies you

When he finally decides to fuck you, he'll effortlessly pin you to the ground, lift your ass up and spread your legs so he can brush the tip of his cock against your tight cunt until you feel close.

His tainted words about how you're all his, about how you're his favorite play thing to toy with, they make you crave for more.

You try to push yourself so you can feel his cock finally making its entrance, but it's pointless. You're helpless, you can't do anything to gain more friction but whimper for him to fuck you.

But once he hears your voice calling for him, begging him to do it already, he presses hard. You’re so good for already fitting so much of him but he's sure you can do better than that.

His slow strokes aren't deep enough but he wants to enjoy every single second of it before he'll make you more of a mess than you already are.

While you feel his pace become more frantic, he'll grab your hand and place it on your stomach so you can feel how deep he got inside of you as he shoves himself deeper and harder

As Nodt

He loves the sight of your lips barely wrapping around his head because of how much bigger he is.

He will constantly remind you how small you are compared to him, and that no matter how much you try to rule over him you won't be able.

That being said, he won't hesitate to prove it to you just by doing low-effort gestures that get you on your knees, begging for him to fuck you.

It's the way you try to convince yourself you could get on top of him that brings the dominant instinct out of him. He usually prefers getting straight to the point instead of laying too much around, playing taunting games with you but just try to push your luck and you're in for a big Time.

Truthfully, you just like messing around because of how good he fucks you when he gets like that.

You want to have control over him? He’ll fucking show you how much control he has over you just by leading your body to sit in any position he wants you to, and you take it like the good girl you are.

The sensation of his hand gripping your skin and handling it with so much ease makes you moan but once you feel just his fingers rubbing you off, you're on his knees.

See? That's all you needed to collapse into his touch so why bother every single time to fail again and again? He’ll always show you just how you can't. But now he can't go back, he wants to keep proving himself.

Shoving a finger in, your walls clench as his sharp whispers brush against your ear, telling you you can do better than that.

He's not frantic to place another finger inside until he sees you’re well-prepared to take more. But when he inserts it, it's too much overstimulation for you and you just release yourself all over his fingers.

But he won't stop, he wants to make your body cum over and over again and will use only his fingers.

Once he considers it's enough, he’ll lick the juices coating his digits, delighted with how he managed to do all that with low effort. It's only now that you're warm enough to take his cock.

Just by rubbing his head against your slick folds, he can hear you already crying his name. Oh how he loves having so much control over your body.

When he suddenly shoves himself in, you can barely hold your body with the way he pushes inside, but his hands are quick to hold all your weight while wandering all around you effortlessly.

“Take it in, take all of it in like you want to”

Your tightness makes him grunt in amusement at how you really thought your tiny words would lead to this. And when you cum once more, he can't help but pride upon his victory, placing you to rest because he can't have you overly exerted

Uryu Ishida

Uryu admits to himself that the considerable size difference between the two of you fills him with an intense need to protect you. However, that need wears a visible scent of lust every time he finds himself drawn to your body.

Every time you two find yourselves in intense moments, the height gap between the two of you urges him to treat you like the pillow princess you are but he rather prefers you towering over him instead.

It's the fact that you’re able to recognize when you've shoved yourself too deep into him that brings him a slight feeling of security.

However, Should he notice you're masking the difficulty of taking him despite the apparent expression of discomfort drawn all over your face, he'll intervene in the situation, leading your body so there's no inconvenience for you.

When he's on top, seeing your tiny frame laying below him will surge a wave of satisfaction and a need for more, but he'll constantly pay close attention to your motions.

Causing you any pain is the last thing he means to do, even when you manage to take him.

He’ll thrust with slow gentle motions, trying to look for a spot that makes you toss your head back in delight, and once he finds it, his strokes will focus on that area.

While he feels your walls clenching him, the unbearable sensation of stimulation won't mess with his worry about not hurting you. He needs you to feel as good as he does.

Will always use lube as a pre-measure despite you being soaking wet, there's never too much lubrication.

Every single time you prove to feel good, he'll shower you with praises for “taking him so well”

Once you two are finished, he'll make sure to clean your body and make you as comfortable as possible. You deserve it after all.

[neo-zone]

I used to pray for a time like this

[fluffykitkat]

Chad : Uryu You have to apologize to Ichigo!

Uryu: OK FINE CHAD.

Uryu: sorr-. *looking at ichigo* Unfuck you, or whatever you weird sewer rat

Ichigo: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT FOR APOLOGY FOUR EYES???

Uryu: YOU WANNA TALK APOLOGISE HUH?? YOU SUCK EVEN MORE WITH THEM CARROT HEAD!

Ichigo: COUGH UP A BETTER ONE OR THE FOUR EYES WILL BE PERMANENT!

Chad: I question my friendship with these two, almost every day

Urahara: you didn’t joke-

[michikxo]

Sfw and nsfw headcannons for adult uryu plz

Fem and sub reader

𝗈𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇

𝖲𝖥𝖶 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲

♡ 𝖣𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽𝗎𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝖨𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿𝖿. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗌, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽.

♡ 𝖠𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺��, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄.

♡ 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈, 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝖧𝗎𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗍 (𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒) 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌.

♡ 𝖠 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌. 𝖠 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍? 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍? 𝖭𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈�� 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾.

𝖭𝖲𝖥𝖶 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲

♡ 𝖠 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 (𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖾).

♡ 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝖿𝖿.

♡ 𝖮𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖱𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒.

♡ 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗌.

♡ 𝖢𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋/𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾/𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾-𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾. 𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋/𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗑 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾.

♡ 𝖶𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗑. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾?

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𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐲𝐫𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞…

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Hello! Can you do Uryu dating a human without powers headcanon? I would love to read it. Thank you!

➳❥ 𝐀/𝐍: I wholeheartedly apologise for taking long, and giving the impression that I ignored your request. I hope this was to your liking :)

➳❥ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: You’re a human without powers dating Uryu

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

˚₊‧꒰ა It doesn’t matter whether you know about him being a Quincy of not, as a gentleman, Uryu will be looking out for you. Be it walking you home, ensuring Hollows weren’t near your house or area, or no one trouble you.

˚₊‧꒰ა Dates with him will be quiet, but memorable. Picnics, visiting the ice-skating ring and watching him effortlessly glide across the ice, library dates, cooking dates, going on walks, even having a sewing course.

˚₊‧꒰ა Study dates are also on the list. He wants to see you do your best and is more than willing to organise binders and cue cards if needed.

˚₊‧꒰ა That’s one thing you must expect when dating him—somewhere along the line, you would pick up sewing tips from him anytime you have tears or holes in your clothes. Though he prefers you inform him so he can whip up something new and fancy (with a cloak).

˚₊‧꒰ა With the expectation of receiving clothes made by him, he can’t resist placing Quincy crosses in discrete places and brushes them off as his signature. “Uryu, what’s this cross?” “…my signature.”

˚₊‧꒰ა As much as we know he has his Quincy pride, part of him feels relieved to have someone who isn’t a part of the whole “superhuman.” You’re his slice of normalcy and someone he cherishes deeply.

˚₊‧꒰ა You will suddenly feel his gaze on you at random times, and should you meet him head-on, a faint blush will appear before he averts his eyes. He likes to admire you in silence and secrecy. Simply observing you in your mundane world of activities gives him a sense of accomplishment—you’re safe and here with him.

˚₊‧꒰ა Every minute spent with you is one he holds near his heart. He loves the fact that it reminds him of what it felt like to be normal without Quincy’s duties to uphold. He probably couldn’t remember what it felt like to live as a regular human who knew nothing about Hollows since he grew up learning about them all his life.

˚₊‧꒰ა At the same time, he feels guilty when he has to step aside to take care of Hollow situations or leave with the gang to help his friends. Every second away from you, feels like he’s losing what it means to be a normal human, and at peace.

˚₊‧꒰ა That’s why, he would back out on missions and leave it to others to handle. He trusted the others to oversee everything and only reached out to him when the situation was grave.

˚₊‧꒰ა You would eventually know about his Quincy background. Probably due to seeing him in uniform or overhearing a conversation and confronting him. He feels guilty that you caught him, and can’t bring himself to lie even when he wants to. At least your acceptance was a breath of relief.

˚₊‧꒰ა He doesn’t often speak about his background or history. Should he inform you of anything, it would be the basics about his abilities, that Hollows were Quincy’s poison and shouldn’t be allowed to exist, hence the reason he hunts them.

˚₊‧꒰ა You would give him support, which only pushes him to protect you all the more. At night when you think he’s sleeping, think again. He’s on your rooftops being your bodyguard.

˚₊‧꒰ა “I heard from Inoue that you spent all night standing guard on my roof?” Teasing about it makes him turn tomato, if you did find out because you would. Uryu can’t keep you hidden from his friends because they will find out and let it slip. They proceed to embarrass him, telling you how he loses sleep over you every night.

˚₊‧꒰ა Speaking about him being a tomato, that image would also appear often should you bring him home-cooked meals or gifts and emphasise that you were thinking about him since he works so hard to keep everyone safe. “Please don’t overdo it Uryu—you’re too hardworking.”

˚₊‧꒰ა “It’s my job as a Quincy to keep you safe, however, I’ll return safely.” Uryu gets softer even though he acts tough when you caution him on being safe and not overworking because you want him to return to you in one piece and alive. “Yes, Mr ‘It’s my job as a Quincy.’ Just come back safely.”

˚₊‧꒰ა Goes into a slight heart attack if he ever heard you were injured. Even if you tripped and stubbed your toe or walked into a wall because you’re clumsy as hell. Do expect a lesson on being more careful as he dresses your injuries.

˚₊‧꒰ა He will go to the ends of the earth to save you from any enemy. There isn’t a situation created, that could hinder him from rushing in to save you. He’ll fight anything and everything.

˚₊‧꒰ა Uryu understands that as a human without powers, you might feel left out and probably unworthy of being with him. To prevent any insecurities from developing, he tells you from time to time how much he appreciates the simplicity of your non-powered nature.

˚₊‧꒰ა “I know you probably feel as though you’re not doing much given your inability to have powers, but I want you to know that your greatest power is the love and support you give me. Thank you.” He’ll whisper to you softly one evening after returning.  

˚₊‧꒰ა He appears quite shy at first when it comes to physical affection since he’s not the physically affectionate type. Staring at your hand and telling himself to hold it or receiving hugs from you. He genuinely wanted to feel the warmth you emitted through touch. That was in the beginning, but once the honeymoon stage was gone, he was confident. He finds the energy you emit to be tranquil.

˚₊‧꒰ა Kisses to your forehead or temple whenever in public and he chooses to be affectionate. Your cheeks would be the closest to your lips he would get, unless you trick him or there isn’t a soul in sight, and he sneaks a quick one. Behind closed doors, he melts.

˚₊‧꒰ა It was hard for him to imagine being someone into cuddling, but he proved to enjoy the gesture more than he likes to admit. It happens in private when he knows the gang isn’t going to randomly pop out.

˚₊‧꒰ა Uryu cuddling you was a moment he couldn’t believe was so…peaceful. Your scent, warmth, presence, everything, was enough to make him forget about the world. The minute you pulled him closer, kissed his forehead and brought his head to rest on your chest or neck, he melted.

˚₊‧꒰ა Your arms are his favourite place in the world to be. The weight on his shoulders is gone. All his responsibilities—vanished. “This…feels nice. I like being in your arms.”

˚₊‧꒰ა In those moments, he loves to listen to you talk about your day, whether it was a great or terrible day. Uryu wants to hear all about it and help you navigate. Give him something to solve that wasn’t on a world-altering level.

˚₊‧꒰ა He usually falls asleep in your arms like that. When you remove his glasses to stare into his pretty blue eyes while raking your fingers through his inky hair, straight to sleep (probably reminds him of when his mom used to do that).

˚₊‧꒰ა Also, you once came across his Quincy uniform lying haphazardly on the floor, which wasn’t Uryu’s behaviour at all and tried it on. Let's just say that when he saw you in it, he almost caught a nosebleed and mentally saved the image to make a uniform for you as well—just for matching couple purposes.

˚₊‧꒰ა You had convinced him to let you two walk around during Halloween dressed like that so it wouldn’t be suspicious.

˚₊‧꒰ა His father learning about his relationship was quite pleased that his son found someone who wasn’t going to bring problems and was normal. You were a breath of fresh air, and Ryuken was welcoming. You would be someone who would keep his son away from his Quincy ambitions.

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[gloryhrs]

━━ ⟡ 𝓖𝐎 𝓚𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝓖𝐎, various. 🐈‍⬛

᧔𐓪᧓ 𝓱𝐜𝐬 𝓯𝐭. ━━ Shunsui Kyoraku, Byakuya Kuchiki, Kisuke Urahara, & Uryu Ishida!

i. 𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 // 1/3 part of the animal s/o series!

𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 been married to Shunsui for years and the man absolutely adores your cat ears and tail! He thinks it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen. He tends to have a hard time keeping his hands off your tail because it was so soft to touch and your reaction when he tugged on it was priceless.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 watched as your tail swayed back and forth, the man was trying his best not to pet it. He watched as you continued to snore peacefully on his chest. "Eh…they won’t notice." He spoke to himself while his hand reached for your f/c tail that was wrapped around your waist. Your silky fur making contact with his rough hands caused you to purr into his chest. Shunsui dragged his fingers down slowly until he wrapped his entire hand around the tail and gave it a light tug. After tugging on the fur your head immediately shot up along with your ears and tail as your fierce e/c eyes started to glare into his soul. "Sorry sweets, I didn’t know." He put his hands up in a surrendering manner, which caused you to hiss and use your sharp nails to rip the sleeve off his captain’s coat. "I–I said sorry!"

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒 with him were the best! You and he would always get into trouble from the constant napping and slacking off from work. There would be times when Nanao would have to split you both up so Shunsui could get his work done. Which didn’t work but was worth a try.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 cuddling, he likes to run his hands through your hair and brush them against your ear, which causes you to let out a faint purring sound. Every time you purr, his heart never fails to swell up.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 goes through hell and back to cut your nails. By the time he’s done, he already has multiple scratches across his face and chest. But you make it up to him by patching the countless scratches he had. After that, you’ll nuzzle your head into his neck as he holds you; he couldn’t be angry with you even if he tried.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 has plenty of marks on his neck from when you bite him when you get jealous. The number of times you’ve hissed at women for staring at your husband was mind-boggling. Whenever one disappears, you add a new one, you disregard sharing, no one can have him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 you become bored easily, he would take you out to the garden and let you play around in there until he was done with his work. After that, he’ll find you asleep in the grass with a flower in your mouth and a bird in your hand.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 would be lying if he said he didn’t find your behavior interesting. He thought it was cute when your knuckles kneaded into his back, he believed that you were giving him a massage but it turns out you were showing your love and contentment to him. <3 He also found it cute when you bump your head against his or rub your cheeks against his to show affection. Not to mention how you wait at the door for him to come back when he sent on tasks.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 sighed and made his way back to his office. "I’m so tired." He muttered as he opened the door, and without paying attention, he tripped over something—no, someone. As he rubbed his head, he looked over his shoulder to see you curled into a ball in front of the door. "Were they waiting for me?" He scratched his cheek as he crawled towards your sleeping body. His eyes soften at your sleeping state. Every time he leaves, you always take a nap to make time go by faster. "Kitty, I'm back." His hand petted your hair as you opened one of your eyes, which dilated at the sight of your husband. "Shu!" You jumped into his arms as he fell back from his sudden actions. "Were you waiting for me?" He sat up with you on his lap. You nodded your head quickly and bumped your head against his cheek affectionately, saying, "Mhmm, I didn’t know you were going to be gone for that long." Your ears flattened, and you kissed his lips. Shunsui felt an arrow strike him through the heart at your ears. "I’m sorry! I didn’t know either! I love you so much, kitty!" Crocodile tears left his eyes as he held onto you tightly, not letting go any time soon.

𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 had a love and hate relationship with your cat–like behavior, made because it reminded him of someone familiar. But he loves you either way; you make him so happy that words can’t explain it.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 loves when you visit him during captain's duties. He couldn’t count how many times you fell asleep on his chest without him noticing. He always tried to move you, but the sound of your light purring made it hard for him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 would get the best chefs to cook your favorite fish-based meals. Oh, he loved it when your eyes lit up at the sight of the delicious food the chefs made for you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐖𝐀𝐇! I can’t believe all of this is for me!" Your eyes sparkled at the sight of the buffet. Byakyua's eyes softened when you wrapped your arms around his neck to give him multiple kisses. "The best for you only, dear." He reached his hand out to pet your f/c ears, which caused you nuzzle you cheek into his even more. "Ah! I love you Byakyua!" You grinned at your husband who chuckled silently and picked up the chopsticks for you. This was the most excited he’s ever seen you. "I love you as well."

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 man also spoils you to the point of no return. Is that what you want? He'll buy it before you know it. If anything reminds him of you then better believe he's going to buy it! When you tell him that he doesn't have to buy all the things for you, he will immediately ignore you and go to buy something else for you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 and he would spend most of your nights discussing the most randomized things. Like do you prefer to be a snail or worm? (Byakyua says snail). However, some of the questions you have asked him have put him into a deep reflection.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 you rather spend the rest of your life with no legs or no arms?" "Simple, no arms." "But—" "Never-mind, I need my arms to use my sword. So no legs." "But then again…"

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 enjoys playing hide and seek with you! The sound of your laughter brings him happiness as he pretended not to see you hiding in plain sight.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐈 wonder where could they be?" Byakyua spoke out and began to scratch his chin. You watched as the man continued to look around the room for you as you hid under the table and held your hand over your mouth so you wouldn’t give up your hiding space. "I guess they’re in the next room? I need to take a look." He spoke again, then walked to the door. Once you heard the door open and close you slowly peeked your head from under the table, before you could make a move a hand grabbed the back of your shirt. Your husband's familiar scent caused you to sink into his grip. "Byakyua?! How did you find me?" You cried at your husband as he smiled at your behaviour. "I overheard you the moment I opened the door. It seems like you don’t have the ability to withhold your laughter." He laughed at how you were sulking, with your ears were flatting. "Not fair! Let’s play another round!"

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 guy is the ultimate cat lover, so imagine his reaction when he sees someone with cat ears and a tail! He couldn’t keep his hands off you even if he tried, just the sight of your f/c ears perking up and your tail swaying can make him swoon in an instant.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 extremely clingy and loving once it came to you. Once he wrap his arms around you for some cuddle time it was hard for him to let go, not that you mind or anything.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 they are." Yoruichi sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose at the couple snoozing on the couch. She knew something wasn't right when you didn't show up at practice like you said. Once she found you, she found you lying on the couch with your lover. "Huh? Yoruichi! What are you doing here?" Kisuke rubbed his eyes as the brown-skinned woman tried her hardest not to punch the shit out of him. This wasn’t his first time holding you back from training because he wanted to ‘cuddle’. "I’ve come to see Y/n, only to find out they’re here. With you." She glared at him as he scratched the back of his neck.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 spends his free time building cardboard forts for you. The amount of time he spends on the fort is amazing, and by the time he’s done it’s the same size as a castle.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 this man was a bit of a pervert then, so he would often buy revealing clothes for his eyes solely. And when you try them on he’ll get you to do a spin, which makes him a bit aroused. The way the fabric hugged your body and the bell around your neck makes him want to pounce on you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐀𝐒 an obsession with your thighs! When he sees you from a distance, his eyes are immediately directed at your thighs. It's one of his favorite places to put his head, and he wouldn't mind if you smothered it. As long as he died between your thighs.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 loves to laugh at you with the help of a laser pointer. He thinks it's the funniest thing in the world when you leap from wall to wall to grab the red dot. He also owns these feather toys so you can concentrate on him when you're not paying attention to him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 you kitten constantly, there would times where he forgot your name because of the constant usage of the pet name. You’ve seemed to earn the name because you could shrink and turn into a kitten. Which causes Kisuke to carry your little body around all day in his pocket. <3 Often checks his pocket to see if you’re still in there.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 you okay in there, kitten?" Kisuke checked his pocket once more to see if his lover was still in there, he didn’t want to drop and lose you again. Your sharp e/c eyes opened and meowed loudly while using your paw to cover your eyes from the sunlight making its way in. "Ah, I’m sorry kitten." Kisuke chuckled at your adorable behavior you couldn’t talk in your cat form so he learned how to read your gestures and meows. Right now you were telling him to close his pocket and stop letting the sunlight in. You meowed once more as Kisuke scratched his cheek, "No need to curse now!"

𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐔 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐔 was the sweetest when it came to you. He thought you were the most valuable thing he ever had. Just thinking of you, his heart can melt in a few seconds. Every morning, he called you so you could prepare for school on the phone. He just wanted you to shrink so he could carry you for the whole day <3.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 couldn't count on his fingers or his toes the many times he lost you because you went to take a nap somewhere. He remembered vividly how he panicked when he realized you weren’t by his side anymore, it felt like he lost a pair of diamond earrings in the ocean when he lost you. But with help from Ichigo, Orihime and Chad, they found you lying in a tree near his home.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐌 down Uryu! We’re going to find them." Ichigo deadpanned at the teenager who checked under every pebble in the park while mumbling curses under his breath. "Shut up!" He snapped at the orange-haired male who glared at him before rolling his eyes. He’s never saw Uryu so upset over something before. "Where was the last time you saw them?" Chad watched as Uryu climb tree to tree looking for you. "When we were walking back from school! I looked away for one minute and they were gone!" Uryu exclaimed as Orihime helped check tree after tree. Orihime tilted her head at the foot hanging out of the tree, she walked closer and closer only to see you snoozing in the tree while wearing your boyfriend’s jacket. "I found them!" Orihime pointed to the tree as Uryu traveled quicker than the speed of light. "How did they even get up there?" Ichigo gazed into the tree at your sleeping body. "It’s not important! Now help me get them down."

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐎𝐍 the weekends he does nothing but spend the day snuggling up in bed with you, with a book in one hand while the other scratching your ears continuously. But once you crawl on top of him he would quickly put the book to the side so he can cuddle you properly. 

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐔 didn’t want you to lift a finger, which explained why he did almost everything for you. From tying your shoes to carrying you around the building. Plenty of people found your relationship adorable, considering they never thought of seeing someone like Uryu carrying someone around school the entire day!

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 Byakyua, he’ll spoil you endlessly. Since you’ve became his lover he made you his number one priority and brought you everything you wanted. Did you want that new scratching post? He’ll buy it with no thoughts behind it. Seeing you happy was more important than anything in the world.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 he’s busy with hollows and what not he leaves your favorite toys around and plays your favorite music that puts you to sleep in an instant. Once he comes come he’ll see you sleeping with a pillow against your chest, wishing it was him instead.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 makes the cutest clothes for you! Not to mention he loves making cute matching hats for you during winter, the look on his face when he sees you wearing his designs always made you laugh. Almost everything in your closet was made by Uryu, when people asked where it was from you always said your boyfriend made it for you. <3

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 they . . . matching?" Ichigo poimted at the couple who wore the same hat along with the same jacket. Orihime eyes sparkled at the sight, she considered you and Uryu to be the cutest couple in the school. "Ah! Look at L/n–san’s ears! Do you see them?" Orihime pointed at your ears poking from the hat because your ears Uryu cut two holes in the fabric so your hair wouldn't have to struggle and be kept away. "Here you go, my love." Uryu passed the hot chocolate to you with your eyes lighting up. Uryu eyes softened at your lovable behavior, "Thank you Uryu!" You took a sip of the warm chocolate drink as Uryu’s cheeks heated up slightly. "It’s no big deal, I only get the best for you."

© gloryhrs, 052723. — notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦)

[sashi-ya]

masterlist ➡ As cold as your heart ･:*:｡𓏲ּ Dr. ishida uryu x f! reader

six years have passed since he left for med school; finally, Uryu is back... turning your life into a turmoil of feelings, sex and love triangles...

❄ chapter 1: back in town ❄ chapter 2: sorrow ❄ chapter 3: misunderstandings ❄ chapter 4: fever can melt ice [+18] ❄ chapter 5: desperate [+18] ❄ chapter 6: coming soon ~

[brittscafe]

slow dancing in the rain with Jugram and Uryu? s/o has a beautiful voice and she sings for them to dance. (I don't even know if it's raining there BUT WHATEVER SHDJDJFK) AND I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS SOO MUCH THANKS ALREADY <333

Ohhhhhh, I love this thank you soooo much <3 <3

Jugram: Your beautiful voice lulls through Jugram's ears and he perks his head up. He's not a fan of the rain and he'd much rather be inside, but seeing you have so much fun out in the rain, he can't help, but want to be by your side.

He slowly walks over to you, the rain pelting down onto his clothes, face and hair. His long blonde locks start to stick to his face as he closes the distance between the two of you.

"Your voice is meant for the gods and goddesses only, y/n," Jugram comments, his voice low and slow. You giggle quietly and shake your head.

"I like to sing for you," you mumble out, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and lacing your hands together behind the nape of his neck.

Jugram hums quietly and cocks his head to the side. His hands move to your hips, resting there. The two of you start to sway side to side, gently dancing in the rain.

You reach up and tuck behind a strand of his wet blonde hair behind his ear. His cheeks flush for a second as your eyes meet his. Jugram dips you low to the ground, his grip on you steady.

Your eyes widen at the sudden move and you raise an eyebrow. You reach your hand up and place it on his cheek. Jugram closes his eyes and presses his lips to yours.

Uryu: It takes a lot for you to convince Uryu to join you out in the rain, but he cherishes every second of it.

Uryu's eyes meet yours as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. Your chest meets his and you smile up at him.

He hates it. He hates how cold the rain is, how it makes his clothes sopping wet, and how unexpected it, but he loves you.

You hum softly, resting your head against Uryu's chest. Your soft singing voice echoes in his head and his heart rams against his chest.

Your hands reach up and wrap around his lower back, letting the only sound between the two of you be the soft rain coming down from the sky and your lovely voice.

Your feet start grazing along the ground, Uryu taking the lead of the dance. You lift your head up from his chest, daring to brush your lips against his.

Your eyes catch a glimpse of his glasses, starting to become covered in tiny rain droplets.

"Your glasses, Uryu," you speak up, reaching out and carefully grabbing onto them. You slide them off of his face and tuck them into his pocket where they'll be safe.

Uryu's breath hitches in his throat and he gulps. It's moments like this where Uryu realizes just how much you care about him.

[thewritetofreespeech]

hello! could you do some scenarios for quicy boys? like jugram haschwalth, uyrru, ryuuken ishida, and bazz b with a reader with long hair? maybe finding out they have long hair because they always have it up?

You pinched the bridge of your nose as you felt the start of a class 1 headache budding behind your eyes. A symptom of being around the Bambie's for too long.

You loved all your Quincy ‘sisters’ equally. There were so few of you these days that they must be cherished and protected, even if you weren’t part of the group. But like most sisters they could get on your nerves and be almost impossible to deal with. Sometimes you needed a break.

Quickly making your way out of ear shot of the squabbling through the many secret corridors of the palace, you heave out a heavy sigh at the sound of peace & quiet and let your hair down. Relaxing for the first time in what felt like months now.

“What are you doing?”

You jump at being startled by another voice coming from another secret corridor, this part of the castle really just a maze, and feel your face heat up. “I was…just trying to be alone.”

Standing up straight and trying to right yourself in front of the Quincy Grand Master, you feel very uneasy being out of uniform like this. It was undignified, and unworthy of your station. “This portion of the castle is usually abandoned.”

“I know. That’s why I come here.” Jugram replied. Much to your surprise. “They’re quite loud aren’t they?”

“The Bambie's?”

“All of them.”

He then walked closer to you. Your breath catching in your throat as you thought he was going to scold you for being out of uniform. Instead, Jugram reached out and grabbed a lock of your hair. “I didn’t know your hair was this long.”

Your face felt incredibly hot as you looked up at him. Having to turn away from those green eyes before you faint. “I…I keep it up usually. It’s more presentable that way.”

Jugram smiled softly at you, and you thought your knees might buckle right then. “That’s what I admire about you. You always think of your actions in how they will affect the Sternritter and His Majesty.” You were surprised. You thought that Jugram never thought of you at all.

The blonde released your hair and took a step back. “Try not to wander off too far.” He then told you. “Can’t have you getting lost. Try to be back before last call.”

“I..I will!” He gave you a single nod and then went on his way. Leaving you a bit confused, as you stroked your hair.

“Oi! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” You turn around at the loud sound of Bazz-B barking. Able to hear him more than see him with the helmet on your head. “I’m the only hot head around here! You can’t just be running off like that!”

“But isn’t that supposed to be what an infantry member does?” You tell him as you pulled off your helmet. “Go in first and clear the way so the rest of you can come in and finish them off?”

Bazz-B seemed startled for a moment, but it certainly couldn’t have been by your logic. “What’s that?” He asked, pointing at you.

“What? What’s what?”

“That!” He repeated. Just pointing with more emphasis at your head like it he made it more obvious you’d get it. “What’s going on with your head?”

“My head?” You asked. Touching it and feeling for a wound. You don’t feel any and suddenly realize he was talking about your hair. He’d never seen it down before. “I couldn’t fit my helmet on with it up the usual way, so I had to just bunch it up under there. Why? Does it look bad?” You probably had the worst helmet hair.

The senior Quincy didn’t say anything. He just turned his head away. His face as pink as his mohawk. “No! I mean…it looks fine. I just didn’t know your hair was that long. It’s…nice.”

“Do you like people with long hair Bazz-B?”

“No!” He snapped at you, but seemed to immediately want to take it back as he turned away again. “It’s whatever. Hair is dumb anyway. It just gets in the way.”

“Do you think I should cut it then? So it fits under my helmet better?”

“No!!” That was the loudest one yet, and you smirk. “I mean…do whatever you want! What do I care what your hair looks like?!”

Bazz-B literally waved you off as he marched off. Seeming done with the conversation. You don’t cut it, but any time he annoyed you from then on you would comment on Liltotto, or some other short hair cut you saw, and how cute it would look on you.

“Hmmm….I’m never going to get this….” Something about math was just beyond your grasp. Words you were fine with. Pictures, descriptions. But math? You must have missed the line when you were supposed to queue up and get that skill that day.

“Don’t be so discouraged.” Uryuu told you, trying to be encouraging. “You’re getting better.”

“You’re just saying that because we’ve been at it for over an hour.” Time did not seem to be playing a factor in your skills at all.

It was that time of year when all the students buckled down and started cramming for their university finals. This would be the test that decided their future, and they had to be perfect. Funny how you’ve faced literal monsters and nearly the end of the world, but a stupid test was what kept you up at night worrying.

“Let’s just call it quits and help me pick an easier university. Or a job in retail.” You tell him as you pull your braid bun down.

“Don’t say that! You really are getting it. You just need too…..” Uryuu’s pep talk stopped as you started to take your braid apart. “What are you doing?”

“It’s too tight. I need to give it a minute to breathe.”

“I just…I’ve never seen you like that. With your hair down before.”

You thought about it for a moment and you supposed he was right. Since it was so long, you usually kept it up & braided for ease. You never really thought about wearing it another way. “I’d wear it down, but it just seems like a hassle.”

“You should….maybe try it some time….”

You turn to look at Uryuu, who was pushing up his glasses as he continued to write notes, “do you like long hair Uryuu?” He didn’t answer you, but his face turned pink as he started at his notes. His pen pressing into the paper harder.

You might not be good at math, but you could see what this was adding up to. “Maybe I’ll leave it down more.”

Surgery had been very loud. 6 hours working on your patient, but you were confident he was going to pull through. You were dead tired. You needed a shower to get the smell of blood and disinfectant off you, followed by a very long nap.

“Good work in there.” You look up to see Ryuuken following behind you. Pulling off his mask and surgical cap.

“Thanks. You too.” You told him, pulling off your own cap. “I was worried when they put the Director in for my surgery. All that time behind the desk, I thought you’d lost your touch.” You click on the water the wash up some and, when you don’t hear anything from behind you, you look back at Ryuuken. “What? I hurt your feelings?”

“Your hair is long.”

You blink a few times at the older man, then reach up to touch your hair. It was down. Like completely down. Your hair tie must have snapped when you were taking your cap off, but you were too tired to notice. “Damnit,” you curse quietly. Now what were you going to do? “I keep it up because it’s a little hard to practice medicine with it flying around. Why? You got a problem with it?”

“No,” he told you matter-of-factly. Also making his way over to the wash sink. “Actually, it suits you.”

You were a little taken a back by his compliment. Two in the last half hour no less. As far as you knew, that was more complimenting than Director Ishida did in a year. “Well, thanks.”

“Are you on call?” He then asked. To which you sort of shrug in response.

“I guess. I can’t leave until my patient wakes up.”

“Come by my office then.” Another surprise. “I want to go over the surgery notes when you’re done.”

You weren’t sure why, but it felt like surgery notes were the last thing he wanted to go over. Maybe you were just tired. In any case: shower, nap, check on patient, go see Ryuuken. Somewhere in there you had to find a new hair tie, but that could wait til later.