#isshin kurosaki imagine

[dreadsuitsamus]

Daddy's Little Secret, Part Two | Isshin Kurosaki x Reader |

part one

author's note: i'm here with the next edition of this! i quite love this concept and currently have a lot of inspiration for it 🩷

pairing: isshin kurosaki x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, explicit smut, lots of flirting and teasing between isshin and reader, fingering, handjobs, cum swallowing, age gap relationship, isshin is a pervert and rubbed reader's ass while she was sleeping

The glow from the tv has Isshin's brow rising as he comes downstairs with a rumbly tummy. It's two in the morning, surely his little (teenage) girls aren't up this late on a school night?? He's a failure of a father—

Well, that much is true, but not for the reasons he'd initially imagined.

Peering over the edge of the couch, Isshin smirks softly at what he finds. You, snoozing in a skimpy little pair of pajamas, your breasts snug in the little tank top and your ass looking particularly phenomenal in those itty bitty short shorts. Sneaking a hand down to pull the blanket back over you, Isshin shamelessly runs his hand along the curve of your hip and to your ass before doing the good deed he'd set out to do, the soft flesh so pliable under his fingers. He longs to take a bite— or rather, several— but his stomach reminds him of the box of cereal on top of the fridge that he's been thinking about for an hour now.

Leaving for the kitchen, Isshin quickly whips up his midnight snack. Honey Bunches of Oats and some freshly-opened whole milk despite the open carton right beside it (Yuzu’s going to kill him for it, and he's not so sure blaming Ichigo will work, but he'll try it anyway!) and an added spoonful of sugar has Isshin’s mouth watering. Just as he's taken in a big spoonful, he hears the floorboard creak as you tiptoe in from the couch.

Stretching tall, a beautiful sounding moan squeaks past your lips as your joints and muscles refresh from that awful nap on the couch. You have no idea how Isshin does it! He seems to sleep better on the couch than when he's in his own bed, judging by how he's always up in the middle of the night when he does go upstairs for bed. “You're such an old man.” You grumble softly, wiping at your eyes. “If I see a box of Raisin Bran in the cart next time we go grocery shopping I'm increasing the font size on your phone.”

Isshin narrows his eyes, idly hoping you do that anyway— why are the default words so small?? “So you woke up on the wrong side of the bed and chose violence against me?”

Laughing, you pluck a banana from the bunch on the counter, slowly peeling it open. “Of course. You let me fall asleep on the couch and now I have a crick in my neck!”

Isshin rolls his eyes and shoves another spoonful of cereal in his mouth. “Howzit m’ faul’??”

“Big, strong man of the house didn't carry me up to bed! Shame on you.” You bite the tip of the banana, resting your hip against the counter as you face the handsome father before you.

Swirling some of his cereal in the bowl, Isshin gazes at you through his lashes as you take another slow bite of your banana. “Silly me.”

He watches as you rub at your neck, and with the way you were curled up it doesn't surprise him that you're sore. Shifting over to stand beside you, Isshin brings his hand to rub at your neck, his strong and experienced fingers helping soothe the spot that's tight and unforgiving of your nap. Your shoulders relax, eyelids fluttering as you pause the next bite of your banana, the fruit resting at your lips as Isshin massages you. “Ohhh… Mmmmmm, that's nice.”

“You're pretty tight.” Isshin frowns as his fingers travel to different parts of your neck and shoulders, finding all of your muscles to be quite tense. He supposes it makes sense; you've been through a lot of stressful things lately.

“Y’know, I always thought I'd hear you say that to me, but under… Different circumstances.”

Grumbling, Isshin pulls his hand away and has another big bite of cereal while you giggle at his expense. Touching your ass while you sleep is one thing, but he can't entertain the flirting. His relationship with Ichigo is too important to cross that line, even as badly as he wants to. And as another bite of that banana passes your soft-looking lips, he really does want it now more than ever. “Go to a spa.”

“Fine. I'm sure there's a man there that would love to have me naked and oiled up and get paid to touch me.”

“You didn't mention money, now.” Isshin’s joke falls flat as your eyes lock with his, his warm brown eyes then zeroing in on your pretty lips around that banana as you push more than necessary into your mouth.

I'm really getting turned on by a woman half my age deep-throating a banana. Where did it all go wrong.

Admittedly, even if he was your age he'd be turned on by the action.

“I’m low on cash, but… Maybe we could work out some other sort of give…” You close the gap between your bodies, pressing yourself to Isshin as your hand slowly trails down his abdomen.”... and take.” Your fingers stop right at the waistband of his pajama pants, the tip of your pinky threatening to break that seal. “Your hands for my hands.”

Isshin's brain short-circuits at the prospect of your offer, his mind only able to chant out a meek “Touch my wee-wee, touch my fucking wee-wee!” as that mischievous pinky finger teases him. His cock jolts and the bowl of cereal slips from his hand to shatter all over the floor, milk splattering your ankles in the process.

“Shit!” Now his wee-wee will be touchless! Grabbing you by your hips and lifting you to sit on the countertop, Isshin carefully steps around the broken glass to procure the broom and dustpan as you wipe your ankles with a paper towel.

Isshin quickly sweeps up the mess, kneeling down to wipe away the milk after the bulk of the mess is gone. Mischief strikes, just a tad, and your pretty painted toes brush against Isshin’s shoulder to remind him of your presence. Gazing up through his lashes, he's met with a pretty sight. You in your skimpy pajamas, one strap of your tank top having slipped off of your shoulder while your gorgeous leg that rests against him practically invites him in for a taste.

His strong, thick fingers wrap around your ankles and he turns his head to place a small, promising kiss to your calf as you rest your other heel against his opposite shoulder to receive another hot kiss from Isshin's lips. Alternating between each of your legs, he slowly adjusts himself closer to you as you move closer to the edge of the counter and watch as the man on his knees before you traverses the length of your legs with hot kisses and nips with an occasional peek up at you.

Goosebumps cascade down with a hefty shiver of your spine as those strong fingers massage your calves, that warm mouth pressing against your inner thigh, suckling and biting the sensitive flesh for a small, claiming mark that won't be easily seen. Threading your fingers into his dark hair, Isshin stands with your not-so-gentle tugging and stands tall above you once more. Your free hand trails down the front of his shirt, his relishing in several squeezes of your thighs.

Resting his lips at your ear, he speaks lowly as his fingers move up to your hips. “Deal.”

There's a giddy thrum in your heart as you push his shirt up a tad, revealing a rather toned stomach and dark hair trailing down beneath the cut of his pajama pants. Holding his shirt for you, Isshin allows you to reach into his briefs and feel his cock in your hand. He swallows thickly, groaning softly in your ear as he feels a woman's touch for the first time in too long.

Your fingers in his hair gently scritch at his scalp as you slowly pump his cock, Isshin's stubble lightly scratching your skin as his mouth hangs slightly open. He's thick in your palm, twitching in excitement and oozing plenty of precum. Isshin doesn't let you have all the fun for long, however, and nips at your earlobe as his free hand slips into your panties and glides two thick fingers along the length of your wet, hungry slit.

“Mmmm…” Your coo is hidden behind your closed, pretty lips as the pads of his fingers brush your folds, and he forces a squeal of you once he's uncovered the little hiding spot of your clit.

“Shhhh…” Isshin presses his mouth to yours, pressing his fingertips against that spot again and rubbing small, counterclockwise circles as you push his pants down to below his ass. Pumping his cock with one hand as the other fondles his balls, your lips and tongues tangle in an increasingly heated embrace.

A slew of precum dribbles from Isshin's tip and you smear it between your fingers and his shaft, flicking your wrist each time you reach that red, mushroom-shaped cockhead. He's absolutely delicious. He tests the waters with a prodding index finger to your searing hole, and goodness you're tight. He's definitely proud of his manhood, especially as your smaller hands make it look even bigger, and he feels nearly lightheaded at the idea of making it fit inside of your cute little pussy.

“Mmmm… Isshin.” You breathe into his waiting mouth, your top swiftly tugged down and a nipple quickly taken between his thumb and forefinger to be rolled and pinched. Your hips grind, chasing that friction against Isshin's palm as he dips a second finger into your cunt.

“C’mon, baby…” He croons, hooking his fingers and prodding further into you and moving faster as he does. “Gimme what I want.”

“F-uck, fuck…” Your eyes roll back and your hands slip from his cock to grab at his shirt, lifting your hips as you grind. “Mmm… ‘m so close, god I'm so close!” Your whimper is muffled into the skin of his neck, your teeth scraping against his sweat-damp skin. You're too lost in the pleasure to ensure there won't be a lasting mark, but he doesn't seem to care about that at the moment as he redirects all of his efforts to your clit.

A guttural groan is torn from your throat, rumbling in your chest as you see white and cum, legs shaking and tears brimming as the father of three works you through it. His ego is more than satisfied and he doesn't even care that his own pleasure’s been left behind; he's just made a sexy woman that's far too young for him cum this harshly, and all he had to use was his fingers! He's still got it.

Chest heaving, you slip to the floor grasp his shaft once again, spitting on it and pumping him once more. Taking the hem of his shirt into his mouth in an attempt to muzzle himself, Isshin groans. You're so sweet down there, eyes bright and that smile so languid— because of him. And you're waiting between his legs, your tongue out and expecting a treat from him, damn near begging for the thing you both want.

“Give me what I want.” You coo, brushing your wet tongue a single time against his tip.

Isshin's jaw tenses and he screws his eyes shut. He's so close, he's right at that edge and he doesn't even know where the hell to go with it until you're licking him again. His eyes flying open, he grips your jaw and shoves his entire length into your mouth, cumming buckets down your throat as your eyes roll back. He huffs and puffs above you, slipping out as carefully as he can as the haze wears away and he covers himself up again.

“Shit, I'm… I'm sorry, babe, I dunno what…” Isshin quickly helps you to your feet and to the sink, though he's still seeing some stars as he reels from that powerful orgasm. “Here, spit it out, I'm sor-” You stick your tongue out, a happy glint in your eye as you prove he's got nothing to worry about; in your eyes, drinking his cum was the best case scenario! No cleanup required.

Grinning, Isshin carries you upstairs to your room. “Let's make a deal again soon.”

At the breakfast table, you hide a smirk into your cup of coffee as Yuzu asks her father why he's wearing a turtleneck on such a warm day.

[suvidrache]

Äs Nödt & Isshin Relationship Headcanons

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 159 | Read it on AO3 | Tag List

Featuring: Isshin and Äs Nödt separately.

Warning: mentions of religion in Äs Nödt's part.

Isshin does whatever will keep you happy. Yes, he enjoys being in a relationship with you. However, he enjoys making you happy. It isn't a boring time with him. He takes you on dates and to parties. His attention is always on you. If you aren't the social type, he'll find a way to make it work and do something just as fun. He will occasionally make a comment about your body, such as: “Your chest is shiny with sweat.” or some other comments similar to that. He has no issue with PDA.

Äs Nödt - no sex before marriage. Not joking. He's religious and doesn't want to go to Hell. That aside, he doesn't really know much about relationships. He truly didn't expect to be alive, let alone, make it this far. He doesn't do much, an occasional date here and there. PDA is at most, h*nd h*lding. Nothing further (not that he could exactly kiss you).

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[itjazzbicch]

Late Night Snack

Pairing:  Husband!Isshin Kurosaki x Wife!Fem Reader

First time writing for Isshin, so I hope I did well!  

Summary: Waking up in the middle of the night wanting a snack, Isshin goes to check on the reader and gets a late-night snack of his own...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Oral F receiving, unprotected sex, creampie, slight swearing)

Word Count: .9k 

Sleeping so peacefully made me wonder why I woke up in the middle of the night, slipping out of bed with a thirsty throat and a random craving for ice cream.

Tip-toeing downstairs, I got a glass of water, took the tub of ice cream from the freezer, and ate straight out of it at the counter with my eyes still closed.

“Baby?” Isshin’s whisper made me look, finding him coming downstairs and rubbing his eyes.

“I’m in the kitchen, love,” I cooed, putting away the ice cream and cleaning the spoon I used.

“Oh,” He yawned, coming and hugging me from behind, “I was wondering where you went.”

“Just wanted a little late-night snack, is all,” I smiled sleepily, leaning back into his hug as he nuzzled my neck, arms keeping me in a warm embrace.

“I could go for a late-night snack,” Humming and pushing my hips back into him to feel his hard-on, I could only smile, his words showing how strong his love for me was, “Ever since you came out of the shower earlier, I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Let’s get back to bed, and you can get your snack, huh?” I giggled, turning around to kiss him and getting what I wanted with a kiss:

“We don’t have to climb all those stairs.”

Scooping me and bringing me to the couch, his kisses slow but still working in strong power, falling down my neck and chest as he placed me down softly, untying my robe to reveal my nude body.

“All these years, and you’re still so crazy about me,” I hummed, beginning to moan with his kisses coating my breasts and soon finding my thighs.

“And I always will be,” He winked, head dipping down and kissing my clit, the sweet sucking that came next already making me take a handful of his hair.

“God-“ Every kiss and flick of his tongue woke me right up; the way he swirled through my folds and pushed inside me had my thighs squishing his head.

“Don’t be afraid to suffocate me,” He joked, chuckling while returning to my clit, letting out a hum mixed with a satisfied groan, “I could do this all night. You taste so damn good.”

“Isshin-“ Thighs squeezing his head harder, the heated pressure in my core had me solely focused on getting that release, not holding back any temptations and grinding against his face as I got closer and closer.

Knowing me so well, his tongue attacked my clit with swift speed, giving some broad strokes of his tongue in between, holding his head still as I felt as if I were cracking:

“Like that. I’m right there, baby!”

Smirking and managing to go faster, his arms hooked around my legs, his mouth taking all of me while slicking down to his chin, the scruff of his beard making my legs shake even more.

“Damn, delicious,” He breathed in, rubbing my thighs and looking up at me, “Wasn’t too hard on you, was I?”

He was always taking good care of me, rubbing my stomach and breasts, making me smile, and seeing how hard his cock was pressing against his pajama pants.

“You’re amazing,” I praised, hinting at what I wanted next by darting between his pitched tent and his eyes, “Something’s hard, though.”

“Is it?” He laughed, standing and rubbing against me, his cock poking me hard in the thigh.

“Mhm,” I smirked, a sexy whisper pulling him in for more, “I can take care of that, you know?”

“You just lay back and relax baby,” He kissed, kicking off his pants, laying me back softly before positioning between my legs, the deepness in his voice nearly getting me off, “I can take care of that, give it to you just right.”

I was familiar with his size, squeezing his forearm, but it felt like so much more than usual, hugging him as he rolled his hips carefully, easing the slight ache of the tight stretch with more kisses along my chest and neck.

“I got you,” He cooed, earning more sweet praises as he worked his cock in deeper, letting his more profound thoughts be free, “You’re so warm. Trying to milk me already?”

“Maybe,” I whispered faintly, my brain unable to form any dirty talk to throw back at him, instead begging, “Faster?”

With a soft grunt, he did just that, feeling my lower half sink further into the couch, the nudge at my sweet spot making me latch around him, hugging his head and babbling out:

“I love you so much, Isshin. I love you so much.

“I love you too, baby,” He kissed, gripping my hips to keep his tempo steady, letting out faint moans as we felt my walls begin to spasm.

In a quick motion, he brought my hips off the edge of the couch, the cushion no longer interfering with how quickly he snapped his hips, putting the right amount of strength behind them to make me slick his cock and down to his thighs some.

“Shit-“ Gripping his hair some and muffling my salacious moan into his shoulder, my orgasm was dragged out, the intensity growing a bit stronger with his cock throbbing hard, milking him even harder, feeling his seed shooting and flood me deep.

Relaxing back on the couch, I was worn out and knew I’d stay asleep this time, him knowing that, a smile on his face as he kept me in his arms, kissing my cheek:

“Love you so much. I’ll get you cleaned up, and you can sleep in tomorrow.”  

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[brittscafe]

this would be very random request but okay- (feel free to delete if you're not comfortable with it and it's lengthy so my apologies 😵‍💫)

How would Shunsui, Shinji, Kensei, (grown up) Toshiro, (young and captain of 10th division) Isshin and Gin would react to f!chubby!reader with big chest who is like 3th seat in their division for some time now and who was incredibly shy, easily flustered, a bit sensitive and introverted (a lot i know, im sorry 😭) at first but slowly become more comfortable with them, more relaxed and less anxious and stiff with everything and everyone, more joking around (reader have dark and silly humor too) and surprisingly more touchy but not in a sexual way, just like-occasional hug, kiss on a cheek, upper front body pressed against his back while she explains something to him, hand brushing with her captain even a massage to relax them when it's he's stressed when they don't have a job to do or paperwork to finish.

to the request finally (😭), what if reader makes tempting, unexpected offer; like they have some work to do (say paperwork or some not so important thing to do-cleaning or something like that) or something more personal like she have to have a dinner with her brother and mother and she lied she have a boyfriend so she just say.

"I need your help ! I'll do anything in return!! I'II write every one of your reports! I’ll even cook for you! I'II even suck your d-"

and she immediately slaps her mouth shut, shocked by her own words, room was pure silence, and of course just breathed of both of them is heard. (let’s say it’s already very late in their shared office, so they are free to do anything)

Make it just humor and suggestive or make it more, if possible make it in form of headcanons! Thank you for your time! Sending lots of love and hugs! ❤️‍🩹

omgggg haha I love this! Much loveeeee 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Shunsui: You walk into your captain's office and his soft, husky eyes flicker up to yours.

"Hey, I've got some paperwork for you," Shunsui chimes out, a smile on his face and holding out a stack of paperwork. Your eyes widen and you let out a heavy sigh.

Shunsui cocks an eyebrow at your heavy sigh. "I have plans, captain Kyoraku," you explain and he chuckles slightly.

"I understand that, but just do these and then you may leave," Shunsui explains with a calm voice and you walk up to him, swiping the papers from his hand.

Your eyes rake over the papers and you chew on your bottom lip. You will never get these done in time for dinner.

"Will you help me with them, please?" you pout and Shunsui runs his tongue over his bottom lip, shaking his head.

"No, y/n. I suggest you start on them now so you may go attend your plans for the evening," Shunsui speaks softly and you press your lips together.

"Please, Shunsui! I'll do anything in return! I'll write every one of your reports, I'll buy you an endless supply of sake, or I'll even suck your d-" your voice rambles on and Shunsui's heart skips a beat at the last sentence that you don't finish.

You slap your hand over your mouth as your stomach twists into uneasy knots. You lock eyes with your captain and you feel your face go red hot.

Shunsui chuckles deeply, standing up from his chair and you gulp at the way his figure swallows you up. He stands in front of you, mere inches in between your bodies.

"That's a tempting offer, y/n," Shunsui speaks hoarsely, eyes flickering down to your breasts peeking out from your uniform. You feel your body tingle and his eyes lift back up to your eyes.

He reaches his hand up and cups your face, his warm hand making your heart skip a beat.

"I-i'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that," you stutter out and Shunsui's lips curl into a wide grin. Shunsui's thumb brushes over your cheek and he leans his head down.

"You go and do whatever plans you have mind. I'll finish the paperwork. How about you meet me in my office afterwards?" Shunsui whispers, his warm lips hovering above yours.

You squeeze your thighs together, trying to make the tingly feeling go away from your core. Shunsui bites on his bottom lip and you nod your head.

Shunsui takes a step back and you quickly leave his office, giddy and excited for tonight.

Shinji: You're laying down on the couch, your legs resting over Shinji's as he's focused on his phone. You lift your leg up and nudge him slightly.

Shinji tears his gaze away from his phone and he gazes over at you, cocking an eyebrow.

"Are we almost done here?" you ask curiously.

"We've got to clean up the mess the other squad members made with that party," Shinji explains and you scoff quietly.

"Oh, come on, Shinji! I've got plans," you whine out, sitting up on the couch.

"Oh really? With who?" Shinji asks, a sly smirk across his face.

"M-my boyfriend," you shrug your shoulders, glancing away. Shinji scrunches up his nose and sticks his tongue out at you. His tongue piercing glistens in the dim lighting.

"You are a horrible liar. Now, come on," Shinji urges you and your lips curve down into a tiny frown.

"No, Shinji! I'll do anything if you let me get out of this!" you beg him.

"Like what?" Shinji asks, crossing his arms over his chest and shooting you a firm glance.

"I'll do all the paperwork, I'll deal with Hiyori for you, I'll even cook for you, I'll suck your d-!" you immediately stop speaking, your heart sinking into the soles of your feet.

Shinji's breath hitches in his throat and his wide eyes meet yours. You sink down in your figure and the room becomes silent. Shinji feels his cock grow hard inside of his pants at the thought and he adjusts his pants.

"Now...that is an offer I just cannot refuse, my dear y/n," Shinji drawls out his voice, wryly and slyly. A lump gets stuck in your throat as Shinji grabs onto your shoulders and presses you into the couch.

He climbs on top of you and his face is so close to yours. You can feel his warm breath fanning over your lips. Suddenly, Shinji bursts out laughing in your face and you knit your eyebrows together.

"Why are you laughing?" you speak quietly and Shinji snorts quietly, shaking his head.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold it in any longer. Y/n, that is a lovely offer, but I'm gonna have to take your offer up another time. Maybe, tomorrow if you're free?" Shinji asks, drawing his lips dangerously close to yours.

You open your mouth to speak, but Shinji roughly presses his lips to yours. You groan into his mouth, your heart skipping a beat. His lips are warm and soft against yours.

"So, tomorrow?" Shinji asks, pulling away from the heated kiss and you blink with surprise.

"Sure," you reply, trapped underneath his lustful gaze.

"Run along and go have dinner with your fake boyfriend. I'll be waiting," Shinji shoots you a quick wink.

Kensei: Your gaze is stuck on your captain, unable to be shaken up by anything and focused on the movements of the broom he's dragging along the floor.

Your back hurts and all you want to do is go have a nice dinner with your friends. Instead you're here with your captain, cleaning up the hallway.

Your stomach grumbles quietly and rings throughout Kensei's eardrums. Your eyes widen as Kensei stops sweeping the dusty ground.

"Are you hungry, y/n?" Kensei chuckles out, glancing over at you and cocking an eyebrow. Your face gets hotter by the second as his eyes are on you and you lower your head.

"You have no idea," you sigh out and Kensei smirks widely.

"I would say go get dinner, but we need to clean first. Everyone else seemed to make the biggest mess tonight," Kensei sighs deeply.

"Ugh, Kensei please! I'm so hungry I could literally eat a horse!" you whine out. Kensei throws his head back and lets out a loud chuckle that fills the room.

"After we clean, I'll treat you to some dinner y/n," Kensei suggests and you roll your eyes.

"Please! I'll do anything if you let me go right now. I'll deal with Mashiro and Hiyori, I'll cook you dinner everyday, I'll even suck your di-!" your voice starts to trail off.

Kensei's wide eyes don't leave yours and you gulp. You're glad that Kensei is usually calm and collected.

"Ok," Kensei speaks up and your heart skips a beat.

"What do you mean ok?!" you raise your voice, grabbing a nearby pillow from the couch and throwing it at him. Kensei huffs out and easily dodges the pillow.

"I'm kidding, geez. I'm assuming you didn't mean to say that out loud...you can go ahead and go home," Kensei clears his throat, red spreading across his cheeks.

"Oh, thank you!" you giggle out, rushing out of the office and leaving Kensei a embarrassed puddle.

Toshiro: His head is buried in the paperwork, pen scribbling on the papers rapidly. You let out a heavy sigh that fills the room and catches Toshiro's attention.

He lifts his head up from the paper and sets his pen down. He turns his head towards you and his eyes have a tired gleam over them.

"What's wrong?" Toshiro asks with a firm voice.

"Nothing," you mumble out. Toshiro shifts his weight and shoots you a glance.

"Tell me," Toshiro demands with a harsh tone and you roll your eyes with annoyance.

"I have an important dinner with my boyfriend," you explain and you feel Toshiro's gaze sharpen and darken.

"And you think that dinner with your boyfriend is more important than your duties?" Toshiro asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Of course not, but come on! I'll do anything for you! I'll cook, clean, hell I'll even suck your d-"

Toshiro's breath hitches in his throat and your jaw drops open to the ground.

You can't believe you just said that...out loud.

"Do you really think that's appropriate to say to your captain?" Toshiro scoffs out, raising his eyebrows. Toshiro's snow white hair covers the tips of his ears turning bright red and burning.

"No, Captain Hitsugaya," you mumble out, lowering your head with shame.

"Geez, what an embarrassment. Go home, y/n and have dinner with your boyfriend if you're that desperate," Toshiro scoffs out, hiding back a smile.

You glance over at him and nod your head, mumbling a soft sorry before bolting out the door.

Isshin: You and Isshin steal glances over at each other from across the room. You've been arguing about him letting you go home early and he won't budge.

"Oh, come on, Isshin! I'll do anything for you. I'll cook for you, I'll clean up everything, I'll even suck your di-"

The color from Isshin's face floods away and his cheeks turn bright red. His breath hitches in his throat as he slowly turns his head to you.

You're awaiting for his reaction, expecting a bad one. Isshin starts to burst out laughing and you knit your eyebrows together. He slowly walks up to you and pats your shoulder.

Your body rattles and his laughter rings in your eardrums. "Of course, you can go home early!" Isshin chuckles out and your eyes widen.

You waste no time in leaving Isshin's office, sure to be ashamed of your words tomorrow and everyday until your death.

Gin: You and Gin are relishing in the silence in your shared office.

"Hey, I'm going to head out. I have some dinner plans," you explain and Gin lifts his head up from the pile of papers.

"Ah, I don't think so," Gin speaks up, that stupid sly grin still across his pale face. You scoff quietly and pout, pushing your bottom lip.

"Why not?" you whine out, huffing and puffing.

"I need you for 10 more minutes. You can do 10 more minutes, right?" Gin asks, towering above you.

"No, I really can't! Come on, Gin! I'll do anything for you. What do you want? I'll make you cookies, bring you sake, or I'll even suck your di-"

It's like Gin doesn't even react to the words that just came out of your mouth, he just stands there and stares at you. Your heart is slamming against your chest and you just wish Gin would stop staring a goddamn hole through your head.

"Well, since you're offering," Gin shrugs his shoulders, that stupid sly smile across his pale face. Your eyes widen in awe as Gin's hand slowly reaches into his uniform and down into his boxers.

You quickly spin around on your feet and bury your flustered face into the palm of your hands.

"I'm kidding. Go home," Gin chuckles out, shaking his head with disbelief. His narrow eyes watch as you rush out of the office, refusing to make eye contact with him.

"Silly girl," Gin mumbles underneath his breath, running his fingers through his silver hair.

[imaginingbleach]

Surprise Bunny Kisses!

(where you nuzzle noses)

Just a bunch of people so made it cut off

Features: Ichigo, Shinji, Sosuke, Isshin, Rukia, Orihime, Renji, Yoruichi, Byakuya

[Part 1 (you are here)] [Part 2]

Ichigo Kurosaki

Naturally, you found the most inopportune time for him to do this.

He had been at his desk, studying or reading you weren't entirely sure.

He was so deep into whatever it was he was doing, he didn't notice you calling his name!

So, it only made sense to go over, plop yourself on his lap, and gently nuzzle your nose against his.

If he didn't hear you, he would definitely see you!

And see you he did, blinking quickly as if coming out of some trance.

"Everything alright, my heart?" He would ask, only slightly worried that something might be wrong.

"No... I just missed you," you would whine softly and look up at him with big eyes.

"... Alright, alright... Let me finish up and I'll take a break. We can watch a movie and order something to eat. How's that sound?"

"Sounds perfect!" You would cheer and lean up to kiss him gently, smiling brightly. "Okay, I'll be waiting for you on the couch."

"it shouldn't take more than a half hour," he explained and watched as you left.

"You're such a brat, but I wouldn't want it any other way." He would muse to himself, smiling.

Shinji Hirako

It doesn't really matter what point in time this is done...

He would usually be busy whenever you decided to bother him.

His brows would be knitted together, staring at something with frustration etched on his features.

He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't even notice you enter the room.

He wouldn't notice as you quietly crept your way over to him, smiling to yourself.

You knew how focused he was and you knew even if you screamed your way from the door to where he was-- he wouldn't notice.

But, you knew your little surprises always made him smile.

This time was no different.

His vision would be obscured by your face, feeling your nose gently brush against his own.

"Wha'cha doin', doll?" He would blink a couple of times as the question came out like an automatic response, soon grinning and wrapping his arms around you.

"Lemme guess, y'missed me?" His grin would turn into a smirk as you melted in his touch, enjoying the closeness.

"Maaaaybe," you'd drawl out and look at him with big eyes.

"Okay, okay... I can take a hint," he said and kissed your forehead.

You needed him, so you would get him.

You'd be his entire focus for the rest of the night.

Sosuke Aizen

Here we'll be talking strictly of Sosuke in Las Noches. Why? Lieutenant/Captain will be another area

So, needless to say, he is a very greedy man of sorts.

He doesn't like the arrancars so much as looking at you to begin with, but he never expressed it to you directly...

But, you're not stupid, you would eventually notice that no one seemed to bat an eye when you pranced by during important meetings!

So, you would take advantage of him using his Kyoka Suigetsu to keep others from so much as seeing you to go over to him where he sat on his throne... And sit in his lap!

Who cares if there were others around? You knew they couldn't see you.

You would proceed to gently nuzzle your nose against his, looking up at him oh so innocently.

"What do you want?"

"You're always up here on your throne... I get lonely when you're home," you'd whine and push out your bottom lip into a pout.

"Alright, alright, I will join you for some quality time, then." He would stand up from his throne and smirk down at you. "You're lucky no one can see you."

Now that he had proven he was using his powers, it was your turn to smirk at him.

"No, my dear Sosuke, you're lucky... I would cause much more chaos if they could see me."

He chuckled and watched you quietly, soon following after you, "that I do not doubt."

Isshin Kurosaki

If he's not in the middle of a literal sword fight or medical work, he will absolutely grin like an idiot.

You can't really surprise him because the second you're nearby he's just happy to see you.

He'll give you bunny kisses back!

He, actually, is usually the one to give surprise bunny kisses!

It started one year when he tried to do Easter for the girls, but found it wasn't really going well...

What with it not really being big in Japan and all...

Anyway, he was dressed up in a stupid rabbit costume and he had leaned down to try and kiss you but ended up nuzzling his nose against yours

(he blamed the costume)

He absolutely loved the way your face lit up and you giggled out with a fake gasp "bunny kisses?!"

It became a regular thing after that.

Bunny kisses happen more often than regular kisses.

Partially because his kids will moan and groan about how it's gross he's kissing someone-

That doesn't stop kisses all together, it just increased the amount of bunny kisses you both share!

Plus, if surprise bunny kisses make you laugh that's a bonus in his book.

Rukia Kuchiki

Surprising Rukia with bunny kisses happens one of two ways:

You call her name and after she's turned to look in your direction, you surprise her!

Or, you go up to her and hold the cutest stuffed animal in your arms, present it to her...

Then attack! Bunny kisses!

It honestly doesn't matter how often it happens, she's always going to smile and laugh at your actions.

While she can't give them very often, she absolutely loves receiving them.

She loves the way you always seem so happy when you do it

Plus the affection behind it all

It's just so cute to her.

She always kisses you afterwards.

Orihime Inoue

You absolutely never fail to surprise Orihime with your bunny kisses.

It's not terribly hard to surprise her when she's not in battle (focused), but she delights in it every time.

Her eyes get wide before sparkling and she nuzzles your nose back.

She'll giggle and bring up a different time this happened that might be similar

Then she goes rambling about what the two of you were doing that day!

It's fun since you always know she will end up smiling and giggling afterwards

It even works when she's upset!

Which is probably when she needs them the most :(

She will also try to surprise you, but it's a bit harder to surprise you darn it!

She also follows suit on trying to cheer you up with bunny kisses when your sad...

They work on her, they must work on you! Right?

It's the thought that makes you smile, but you'll let her have her win.

Renji Abarai

It's not impossible, but it is hard to surprise this man.

When he's not sleeping, he's usually on duty and on guard.

That doesn't mean there aren't times you can't surprise him!

You could run at him while he's holding something and he would drop everything if you wanted him to catch him.

Don't do it too often though, it might be important what he's got 😭

While you can catch him when he's eating, the best time is usually when he's waking up.

You have those small noticable signs of him waking up, the shifting to lie on his back-- his hand scratching some part of his body, maybe even a groan at how bright it is.

It doesn't matter if it was sleep or a nap, it's usually the same.

You would tip toe your way over to him, kneeling down beside him with your face close to his.

His eyes would open at the sudden darkness protecting his face from the light, groggily looking up to see what it was.

"Morning, sleepyhead," you would proceed to give him bunny kisses!

No matter how often it happens, his face always burns with slight embarrassment as he mentally absorbs the situation.

"Grr, c'mere you," he always growls and grabs you to drag you down into the covers with him.

It almost always ends in a snuggle session and has caused him to be late on a number of occasions... But neither of you are complaining.

Yoruichi Shihoin

It is difficult to sneak up on Yoruichi...

But she'll pretend to be surprised by your sudden appearance.

Don't be fooled, though, her arms will wrap around you and she'll grin.

She will nuzzle her own nose back against yours and enjoy your giggling.

Now, she often will sneak up on your and nuzzle her nose against yours unexpectedly.

She'll also just randomly pounce on you in a big hug.

She enjoys doing things that make you giggle, even if she is just mock surprised.

Byakuya Kuchiki

Under normal circumstances it isn't easy to sneak up on Byakuya...

But since you're his significant other, he will let his guard down around you.

Thus, he has made himself an easy target for you to sneak up on him.

It usually happens when he's deep in thought, no matter where that happens to be.

His office when he's doing paperwork...

When he's at home thinking deeply about something...

Perhaps recovering after a battle...

You can just tip toe up to him and gently nuzzle your nose against his.

It never crashes to make him stop and blink, looking up at you with a gentle smile.

He will lean up and gently kiss you all over your face.

He adores your little bunny kiss surprise, so he never complains...

Just try not to do it in public or he'll be a blushing mess.

[merbear25]

Daddy kink and Isshin Kurosaki?

Afab reader who maybe worked under him at one point 👀

I love a good power dynamic and must admit the daddy kink makes it all the much sweeter🤭I hope you like it! 💜🧡

Having served under him for as long as you did, you were bound to develop some feelings that were rather unprofessional. You’d been suppressing them for so long that you convinced yourself that they were simply that of a school girl’s crush. However, seeing him again has those old feelings rushing back in full force.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader,daddy kink, slight power dynamic, reader is a shinigami, fingering, breast play, vaginal penetration, cum shot

Reigniting an old flame (Isshin)

You had always admired him. Even though you knew nothing would ever come of it, you couldn’t help but wonder “what if”. Out of respect for him as your former superior, as well as his late wife, you did your best to push those feelings down—convincing yourself that such things were surface level and would pass.

Try as you may, crossing paths with him again made your heart flutter just as it did all that time ago. Old feelings that resurfaced with force: you couldn’t deny just how smitten you were with him.

Catching him for a moment alone was a rarity, so when such presented itself, you let your heart take the lead. You lightly knocked at the door frame, not wanting to intrude if he was busy.

He greeted you with a smile, one which only made your heartbeat ache for him. “Hey! Long time no see!”

“It has been a while, hasn’t it?” You returned his friendly grin. “May I come in?”

As the conversation flowed, it felt as if you two had never parted ways. The warmth of the afternoon sun filled the room. Its rays stretched along the floor, reaching out for the both of you.

“I’m really glad to see you again.” Your smile held a gentle sincerity as you went against your better judgment and placed your hand on his.

Your touch stirred something within him which had been tucked away for quite some time. He placed his hand on yours. His face shifted to an expression of fondness, admiring you for the woman you’d become.

“You’ve come a long way since you worked under me,” his voice was affectionate but still held an air of playfulness to it.

You chuckled, thinking back at how immature and inexperienced you were. “I’m better at solving problems nowadays.”

His gaze held onto yours. Your subtle smiles faded as his eyes flickered to your lips. Even if your heart was pounding against your chest, you couldn’t resist leaning in closer. Your timidness was countered by a wave of confidence that nearly blew you away.

The swift kiss proved just how much he’d been holding onto the thought of you. A fervor that left behind a lingering warmth. He pulled back slightly, searching for any sign that he’d misread the situation.

Throwing your arms around him, you didn’t want to hold back anymore. The desire you’d been holding onto was released like a floodgate, pouring every ounce of yourself into your kiss and he welcomed each drop.

Your eagerness was intoxicating. You climbed on top of him, as he deepened your kiss. Hands roaming each other’s bodies, slight friction further ignited the passion growing between you. Caressing his chest, your fingers clawed at his clothes. The grip you had was fueled with desperation.

“This side of you is so unexpected.” His laugh was light and airy as the image he had of you was now flipped.

“I’ve wanted this for so long.” Your breath was hot against his ear. 

The motion of your hips was far too tempting to keep his hands to himself. “Take care of me, daddy,” you huffed, risking the moment for your own callus pleasures.

His grip on your hips tightened as lust darkened his eyes. “Yeah? You want daddy to treat you right?” He groaned, tangling his fingers in your hair.

You whimpered, nodding as you continued rutting against him.

Seeing the need in your eyes, he held you close when flipping you on your back. He buried his face between your breasts, kissing your soft skin while playing with your nipples. Taking one of your breasts in his mouth, your legs gently squeezed at his sides in desperation for more friction.

He swirled his tongue around your hardened nipple, coating it with hot saliva. “Beg for daddy,’ he breathed.

‘Please, I want you to take care of me. I’ve missed you so much and am in desperate need of daddy’s love.” Your pleas were making it impossible not to indulge.

As his fingers found their way to your aching core, the gasps passing your trembling lips filled the air between you. He groaned alternating to your other breast, when your arousal seeped on his fingers. With the tension reaching a fever pitch, he couldn’t help himself; feeling your slick need for him coating his fingers drove him further into his sinful desire.

The pumps of his fingers when coupled with him nipping at your sensitive breasts were leaving you panting. Your hands caressed his head and your legs positioned themselves at your sides—the moment encapsulating you completely.

“Please,” you whimpered. “Give me more, daddy.”

His groans vibrated against your skin. “Such a good girl begging for daddy like that.”

Your moans were becoming more and more like cries as his fingers skillfully worked within you. “Give your good girl what she wants,” you gasped. “Please!”

Swiftly, he positioned himself between your thighs, grabbing your hips to pull you closer. He eased into you, his hands tightening their grip on you as he tried to steady his breath. Your eyes went wide as he pushed deeper. Feeling every inch of him inside you was enough to leave you trembling and eager for more.

The euphoria washing over your face was a delight. You looked like a goddess painted by the most skillful artist: your hair already tossed about, your jaw slacked, and your eyes fluttering shut. How badly you wanted him was something he’d been blind to for a regrettably long time, but now you were underneath him—you were his to please, to satisfy.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he huffed while picking up his pace.

Each plunge was sending you further into the depths of ecstasy. The sounds of skin slapping whirled around you, making your heads spin. He reached down to play with your sensitive clit. Your body arched from the building pressure. The shared high was quickly reaching its peak.

As you whimpered and choked back your cries, he huffed from the knot within him getting ready to snap. “That’s it, baby. Cum for daddy.”

You threw your head back, your breaths grew unsteady, and your walls clamped around him.

“Yes, yes, yes.” You were struggling to speak above a whisper.

The rush of that thin thread finally snapping within you had you crying out for him as your pussy spasmed uncontrollably around his cock. “Daddy!”

You falling over the edge sent him toppling down after you. Pulling out at the last possible moment, his strangled moans heightened the experience—coating your stomach with his white hot lust.

The huffs and beads of sweat were remnants of the earth shattering climax. Peering down at you, his completion shifted back to one with a softness.

A weak smile appeared on your delicate features, pulling him in for a kiss which was light yet sweet. However, you had a sense of dread rearing its ugly head: would he up and leave again?

“I don’t want you to leave again, Isshin.”

Your admission took him a bit off guard, but seeing the full extent of how much he meant to you, he could understand where such a question was coming from.

“I won’t. I promise,” he soothed your woes in a hushed tone. Caressing the side of your face, his eyes held on to yours.

The deep pools of emotion in his gaze held boundless sincerity. Your smile became more prominent, when realizing that this time would be different.

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hello ! Can you do a scenario where Isshin finds Ichigo and his O/N loitering around his house and overreacting. And when O/N returns home, he'll give Ichigo a weird speech! Thank you so much

Ichigo gets 'the talk'

It had been a long day at the clinic when Isshin finally came home. Flu season was a real bitch.

“I’m home!” He announced as he took off his shoes. Yuzu’s cute little face popping out from around the corner.

“Welcome home dad! Dinner will be ready soon!” 7:00 on the dot, like usual. “Karin is upstairs doing homework, and Ichigo is in the living room with [Y/N].”

Isshin nodded at the household report, and planned to head upstairs for a quick bath before dinner. Get all the sick people germs off before he had dinner with his family.

Before he went upstairs, he thought he would stop in and say hello to [Y/N]. To be polite. When he walked into the room, however, he was greeted by the sight of something unseemly. His son, canoodling with his girlfriend on the couch just….openly.

“Oh! Kurosaki-san!” [Y/N] said in alarm. Seeing him standing in the door way all of a sudden.

“Geez dad! Don’t you knock!”

“It’s an open door.” Isshin replied, with an almost unprecedented level of calm. “It’s good to see you [Y/N].”

“Y-Yes. Good to see you too sir.” She stammered. Blushing, and nervously fidgeting with her hair.

“Yuzu wanted me to let you know that dinner is almost ready.” She didn’t, obviously. It was the best excuse Isshin could come up with not to leave them alone again.

“Oh! Is it that late? I should probably be heading home.”

“You could stay.” Ichigo said. His hand lingering on hers as she got up from the couch. “Yuzu always makes too much.”

[Y/N] chuckled and told him, “no. I don’t want to impose. It was good to see you again Kurosaki-san. Ichigo, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He nodded but looked disappointed at her decision to leave, and walked her to the door. When he came back down the hall, Ichigo caught Isshin staring at him and asked, “what?” To which he got no response and the older man headed upstairs.

The family had their dinner and spent a little bit of time together before they all went their separate ways. Karin, smart enough to do her homework early had free range of the TV now. Yuzu was finishing up the dishes and getting things prepped for the morning routine. And Ichigo was in his room getting his homework finished before bed.

His pen stopped when he heard a knock at his door and acknowledged it before the person came in. Isshin standing there. That same look on his face from earlier before he tossed something at him.

Startled, Ichigo instinctively went to catch it before he knew what it was. When he opened his hands to inspect it, his face went red in both embarrassment and anger. “Why are you throwing condoms at me?!”

“You and [Y/N] are getting pretty close.” Isshin replied. “You should be prepared.”

“We haven’t done anything like that yet you perv!” Ichigo shouted. Throwing the box on the ground.

“That’s why I’m giving them to you now. No point in handing out raincoats after it’s raining.” Ichigo growled at his dad’s typical, tactless way of explaining things. “Look, I don’t mind if you two are…close. But you need to be safe. Your life, it’s already complicated enough without teen pregnancy. I know [Y/N]’s got dreams she wants to do as well.”

“Are you saying kids destroy your dreams?”

“Not always.”

It wasn’t really a tender moment, but perhaps a moment between father & son. Ichigo huffed again and turned to look away. “You’re still a pervert for thinking about it.”

“Someone has to. I’m honestly surprised you haven’t. [Y/N]’s pretty cute, and you are, allegedly, a health red blooded man. Maybe we should get you a check up. Want to come down to the clinic tomorrow and we’ll get you a full work up?”

“Get out of my room!” A pillow flew after Isshin as his son shouted. The sound of a slamming door next.

“Hey, is Ichigo ok?” Karin asked. Coming upstairs with a glass of water.

“Oh, he’s fine. Just giving him a little talk about the birds & the bees.”

“You’re real weird dad.”

[m-ayo-o]

camping

18+ // fluff then a lil smut // Isshin Kurosaki :3 wc 600 selfshiptember; 26 [Ichigo’s grown up + not living at home]

You’ve had a gorgeous afternoon in the sun with your boyfriend and his two girls, setting up camp, playing football, and cooking barbecue food together.

Of course, Isshin’s been running around all day after his precious baby girls, who, realistically, are growing up now. You’ve enjoyed seeing them change and mature over the past few years, and they’ve both been so friendly and welcoming to you from the get-go.

Entering a relationship with Isshin was so uncomplicated– he was open and honest with you from the start. You’ve never been with anyone with kids, but you didn’t realise his would be so… cool.

You catch up with Ichigo whenever he visits, and his younger two look up to you and ask for your advice, wanting you to help with their school work and Yuzu just loves that she can rely on you to help around the house. Karin’s just happy she’s got someone relatable to talk with– she’s starting to really open up to you.

Now, after a fun-filled day on your first ever family holiday– as Isshin has been calling it– you welcome in the cooler evening with a campfire and snacks. The girls take their fill of gooey marshmallows and head to their tent after a late night sugar rush, leaving you sitting on Isshin’s lap under the stars.

“You were great with the girls today,” he ponders, looking unusually thoughtful, “thank you.”

He kisses your lips. He feels hot to the touch.

“Mm,” you hum and smile, returning his kiss with a peck on the corner of his mouth.

You know Isshin was anxious about dating at first, but he welcomed you so warmly into his loving family, and now you couldn’t imagine life without them.

“You’re so good for them,” he draws you in closer, making heat rise on your cheeks when he pulls you to straddle his lap, “and they love you– you know that?”

“Mm, it’s easy for them to love– that’s thanks to you.” It’s your turn to make him blush now, “Their daddy takes such good care of them.”

He returns a breathy laugh, kissing you again.

“You ok?” you whisper over his lips, noticing a certain look behind his dark eyes.

“Just let me kiss you some more,” he utters, sealing your lips and peppering your neck, making you giggle and squirm.

But he grabs your wrists, stilling your movements, shrouding you both in a sudden tension.

His lips remain closed over your neck, holding you and starting to suck gently. Your hips move on their own, dragging over his lap as his kisses trail lower and lower, until he reaches the hem of your sundress.

It’s getting hot, your bodies reacting to each other beautifully, until you hear a sudden zipping noise. 

“Ugh, dad…” you hear Karin mutter and trudge off to the bathrooms.

You both just giggle as he picks you up and takes you to your tent, placing you ceremoniously on the air bed as if it’s some five star hotel.

It’s stuffy and hot, and no place to have sex the way you two like it, so he settles for more kissing, only this time he’s able to continue and pull off your clothes, eagerly burying his face between your legs.

He works you open with his hot tongue, enjoying your taste as you hum and moan as quietly as possible, accepting every loving lick and stroke until you’re too sensitive to continue, pushing him away gently.

He huffs and kisses your thighs, still needy for more as he collapses next to you.

But you’re sure to wake up nice and early to repay him, taking care of his morning wood as the sun is rising.

selfshiptember 26!!

likes, comments + reblogs appreciated! <3

[hitsugaya-toushirou]

Nah because tell me why Isshin had TWO YEARS to tell Ichigo all of this but he waited until the world was about to end 😭

[mediumsizedpidegon]

i think yuzu deserves a little murder. as a treat.

[dreadsuitsamus]

Daddy's Little Secret | Isshin Kurosaki x Reader |

part two

author's note: this idea has been in my head for a good while now, and i've finally decided to write it! there won't be much of a story in this, as i plan each chapter to be a sexual encounter between isshin and reader

pairing: isshin kurosaki x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, no explicit smut but it is sexual and suggestive, masturbation, voyeurism, age gap, reader is a few years older than ichigo

“Are you sure this is okay, Ichigo?” You murmur as he leads you up the pathway of his home, the younger man carrying your bags for you. “I don't wanna just barge in… You haven't even asked your dad if it's cool—”

“Dad’s not gonna care.” Ichigo shakes his head. “He'd rather you stay on our couch than in your car on the street. It's okay. Just trust me.”

Sighing, you follow your friend inside and slip your shoes off politely. Your housing situation has hit a bit of a snag and you're officially, though hopefully temporarily, homeless. Ichigo's to the rescue as always, however, and was quick to give you a warm helping hand, just as he was when you first met him. Being a bartender is wonderful, but the drawbacks such as rowdy, creepy drunks tend to call for more forceful measures than your best holler can provide. Luckily for you, Ichigo has a helluva right hook and you've been friends ever since!

Setting your bags down, Ichigo starts a quick tour of the house. You've met his family before, as the bar you work for is also a restaurant, but you've never been to the Kurosaki household. It's surprisingly well-put together despite the chaotic relationship of Ichigo and his father, though it's likely due to Ichigo's younger sisters, if you had to guess.

“My dad's not home yet, but he should be here soon with my sisters.” Ichigo murmurs as he grabs some linens from the hall closet; tonight the couch will have to do for him, as he's a gentleman and will absolutely give up his room for you, but he'll arrange to stay with his sweet girl Orihime for a little while starting tomorrow. He's not looking forward to it: how his father naps on that lumpy, uncomfortable old couch so easily is a mystery!

“Thank you, Ichigo.” You murmur softly. “I'll try to get out of your hair soon.”

Your friend merely waves a hand and sets the sheet and blankets on the arm of the couch before grabbing the remote and turning the television on. The mind-numbing cartoon isn't performing for you, however, as your heart thrums in anticipation. Ichigo's father, Isshin Kurosaki, doesn't seem like he'd mind your presence, but the worry remains. You know you'd certainly have some feelings about such an unexpected guest!

Your poor heart nearly pops when the sound of voices at the front door get louder upon entry, and Ichigo stands to meet his family, lest his father say or do something embarrassing before you've even been announced. Yuzu rushes to her older brother's arms as Karin spots you, perking a thin brow. Ichigo doesn't tend to bring friends home, especially not since he started college.

“What's up?” She cuts her eyes to her older brother, and Ichigo explains more to Isshin, who is oddly quiet, rather than Karin.

“She needs a place to stay for a little while.”

Isshin nods, turning to look at you. He's as handsome as ever, his stubble grown out a tad more than it was the last time you'd seen him at the bar, and his smile is gorgeous and polite, though you can't escape the feeling of it being more muted than you're used to. “Stay as long as you need to. Any friend of Ichigo's is always welcome here.”

“Thank you, sir.” Your cheeks warm, relief washing down your shoulders. Gazing at your wrist to check the time, you sigh softly. “I’ve got to get ready for my shift tonight.”

“I'll walk you to your car.” Ichigo offers, and waits patiently as you wash up and change into your uniform. Isshin settles onto the couch beside his only son, thumbing at the stack of linens to be used for his temporary bed tonight.

“You know I don't mind taking in your friend.” He starts, voice low in the event you come downstairs and overhear him. “I just would've appreciated a heads up.” Unsaid is that he would've used that advance notice to fix his hair up before you saw him, and perhaps undone a button or two on his shirt.

“Sorry, Dad.” Ichigo murmurs. “Her roommate dropped the bomb on her last night that she had to leave. We spent all day moving her things to a storage unit.”

Isshin rubs at his chin, gently tugging at the bit of stubble. He's gotta shave tonight, he thinks. “You givin’ your room up?”

“Yeah.”

Isshin claps his hand on his son's shoulder. He's raised a good man, one that he's incredibly proud of! He squeezes for a brief moment before pulling away just as you come downstairs, dressed in your simple work uniform. High-waisted jeans and a t-shirt with the bar’s name splashed over the front and tucked into your waistband make for a pretty sight, especially with the low cut that provides Isshin with a hearty eyeful of cleavage. It's what deters him from visiting your bar more often; his daughters don't need to see how much their pervy father longs to faceplant in between your breasts.

Ichigo and his father stand and your eyes flit to gaze at the older man. “I’ll be back around 2:30. I'll be quiet, I promise!”

“You couldn't wake Dad if you tried.” Ichigo deadpans. Isshin's cheeks warm at your giggles, and he tackles Ichigo to the ground. Embarrassing his own father right in front of an absolute babe??? Unforgivable!

“Dad, come on!” Karin shouts, scrambling to intervene now. With a guest over??? Her dad has lost his mind!

Grinning softly at the madness, Karin having been sucked into the wrestling while Yuzu rushes in with a broom to smack at them all, the heels of your boots click on the hardwood as you head for the door. Your stay here certainly won't be dull!

With a sigh, you tiredly park your car outside of the Kurosaki home. Work was rough, and nothing sounds more wonderful than a hot shower and some rest, and maybe even a sandwich if you can stay awake long enough.

You're met at the door by Isshin, who presses a gentle finger over his lips as the sounds of Ichigo's snores ring out. Laughing softly as the older man winks, you slip your boots off at the door. “You're up pretty late.”

“Insomnia.” Isshin shrugs casually and follows you up the stairs, shamelessly staring at your ass the whole way up. “Heard your car pull up. Wanted to make sure you got in safely.”

“Ah.” At the top of the landing, you pause for a moment with Isshin just across from you, his henley and plaid pajama pant combo somehow striking. Perhaps batting your lashes more than you should be at a friend's father, you lick your lips, teeth slowly dragging along the flesh of your bottom lip. “Thank you, Mr. Kurosaki.”

“Isshin. After hours, anyway.” He tucks his hands in his pockets with a shrug, perking a brow at the embarrassing admission from your stomach. “Hungry, hm?”

Cheeks fiery and the tip of your nose and ears burning, you duck your head. “Mm… A little. Ichigo and I had some lunch earlier, but that's all I had to eat. Besides a few fries at the bar, anyway.” And an iced coffee to start the morning!

Isshin shakes his head. “Girl dinner.” He grumbles with a scoff and an eye roll— he's treated too many women that hardly eat at all and then complain about headaches! Turning to start back down the steps, Isshin waves a hand. “I’ll warm up the dinner leftovers.”

Covering your mouth to hide a giggle, you venture into Ichigo's bedroom and rifle around your messily packed suitcases for a fresh pair of panties and pajamas. Exhaustion weighs down your bones and a big yawn leaves you damn near spent, though you power through enough to grab a thong and a tank top to get you through the night. Everyone should be out of the house by the time you wake up to start your day, so the worries of anyone catching a peek of your cheeks don't settle.

Rubbing your tired eyes as the shower warms, you sigh with pleasure as the hot water spreads and soothes the ache between your shoulders. Life has been nothing but stressful lately, this recent move only the cherry on top the shitshow mountain. College is hard, work is unfulfilling and the tip money only barely covers the bills, and your sex life has tanked.

Thinking about sex as you run the soapy washcloth over your breasts probably isn't the best idea, but it doesn't stop your other hand from the pinches and tugs of your nipples to relieve some of the pressure. Leaning against the shower wall, your teeth dip into your lip as your fingers do a bit of walking. It's nothing but a tease, a shallow dipping of your fingers to feel the wetness gathering between your folds. A few soft, breathy gasps pass beyond the thin curtain that veils you, but the man with perceptive brown eyes in the hall pushes the door open just a tad wider than you'd left it to peer into that gap.

Isshin smirks softly, licking his lip as he watches you touch yourself. He's wanted a piece of you since he first saw you, as forbidden of an idea as that is. You're his son's friend! He can't. Even if you wanted to, and he thinks you do, it can't happen. That's a line he can't cross… He's too old for you, anyway.

Though as he watches you slowly rub your clit and toy with your breasts, he's sure that this old dog could show you the best night of your life. With a wistful sigh and a firm squeeze to his cock, Isshin heads downstairs before he's caught perving and fixes your plate of dinner properly.

Biting your lip through a grin, you're quickly out of the shower and drying off before Isshin's back upstairs. Of course that old man's the type to peep in on a young woman's shower! You laid the trap and he walked right into it— what a typical doofus of a man.

You've just slipped into your thong when you hear Isshin moving upstairs again, and you purposely ditch the tank top in favor of looping the towel over your shoulders, your breasts just barely covered by the blue cotton as Isshin turns the corner with a warm plate of food in hand and heads for Ichigo's bedroom.

Two gentle taps of his knuckle on the bedroom door are all you get before he's letting himself in, and for a moment he falters at the sight of you. He really should have taken that melatonin tonight… You're before him in a skimpy thong with only a teeny tiny towel over your breasts, and he has to act like he's fine. Like he's not ready to pounce and pound you into pure oblivion. He can't.

This being a father thing is so damn difficult!

Finding the pause cute and the dumb look on Isshin's face even cuter, you smirk gently and approach him with a swish in your hips. His Adam's apple bobs when you're so close to him he can see the few beads of water on your collarbone, and fuck he wants to lick them away and leave a bite or two…

“Something on your mind?” You practically purr at him, and aren't you just awful! Flirting with your friend's father, the one with a dead wife and three kids he's had to raise by his lonely…

Carefully, the man licks his lips and forces himself to look you in the eye, and frankly he's not sure if that pretty face is making his little problem in his pants any better. “No.”

Reaching up, the backs of your fingers gently graze over the side of his face. “That's a shame… Would've loved to hear all about it. I'm sure you've got some… Interesting ideals.”

A growl forms at the back of Isshin's throat, low and deep and the glint in your eye at the sound just makes him want to tug that towel off and—

Well, now you've gone and done that part for him.

Dropping the towel to the floor, you rub Isshin's jaw, his beard noticeably trimmed down to the way he usually likes it. “You shaved. It looks nice.”

“Just nice?” Isshin sets the plate on the desk, his fingers itching to touch your supple skin as he loops them around the thin bands of your thong, his thumbs rubbing the silky fabric. “Not sexy? Ravishing, even? How about a place you'd like to sit?”

A chuckle bubbles in your chest alongside the fireworks going off inside. The door's wide open and it's three in the morning, any of his kids are liable to get up and use the bathroom at any time! Pressing your hands to his chest, you find him firmer than you thought he'd be. “What makes you think I need something like that from you?”

Isshin clicks his tongue, snapping your thong against your skin as you softly push him away. “My bad for assuming. I just thought with, you know, the way you touched yourself in the shower that you've been a bit pent up.” With a wink and a shit-eating grin, Isshin's closing the door behind him and heading back to his bedroom.

Goosebumps litter your body, and that sly little smile doesn't leave your lips even after you've finished eating and settle in for bed. It's been one night and you've already nearly fucked your friend's father— it's not a matter of if now. Just when.

And will you be able to hide it from Ichigo?

[opens-up-4-nobody]

You don't understand how unhinged I feel trying to construct an ending for Bleach that I personally would enjoy while knowing Bleach does not deserve my time and also not remembering enough to actually make anything coherent. And yet here I am.

[wahhbajack]

Something comforting about Kubo letting us see Ichigo and the gang 10 years later in the manga. I hope the anime does it too. Like you get to see little Kazui amd Ichika and all of the gang. Also it's canon that Ichigo misplaces his literal child 😭 Dad of the year.

Tho i dont agree w Sado becoming a boxer tbqh. Using his fists for profit just doesn't seem like something he'd do.

Anyway, 15 y/o me got to crush on 17 y/o Ichigo. And 27 y/o me gets to crush on 27 y/o Ichigo who has a doofy haircut. I also crush on Keigo in his lil ramen shop. Go little silly entrepreneur.

[brittscafe]

Could we see a "reaction to finding you asleep" for the rest of the 13 court guard captains? 👀

-@dragon-anon 🐉

Jushiro: He honestly melts inside when he walks into your shared bedroom and you're curled up with his pillow, fast asleep. Jushiro will make sure that the covers are over you and he places a soft kiss on your lips.

If he has time, he'll usually cuddle you in his arms.

Shunsui: A smirk tugs on his face as you're laying on top of him and he notices that you've gone quiet and fallen asleep on him. He'll run his fingers through your hair and stays perfectly still.

He wouldn't dare to move an inch or let anybody disturb you in this state.

Shinji: At first, he definitely thinks about waking you up with a cruel joke, but he decides not to. His eyes rake over you asleep in his white captain's cape and his heart just melts.

He lets out a tiny scoff and walks over to you. Your fingers are wrapped around the cape tightly and your lips are slightly parted open.

"I knew I forget something. You can keep it for now, Y/N," Shinji whispers, placing a kiss on your forehead before heading back to his squad.

Rojuro: His eyes glance down at you, your head resting in his lap with your eyes closed. He places his hand on your cheek and hums quietly.

The sound of his voice makes sure that your sleep is not disturbed and he stands guard, carefully watching the door.

Toshiro: Stops in his tracks when his eyes lock onto you, asleep on the ground on top of a pile of books.

"Oh, captain!" Rangiku's voice rings through Toshiro's ears and his eyes fill with annoyance. Rangiku leaps into the room and Toshiro quickly spins around.

"Shut up," he retorts harshly and Rangiku pouts heavily. Her eyes glance over Toshiro's shoulder and catch a glimpse of you.

"Oh, I see," she nods her head, exiting the room and running down the hall to bother another. Toshiro marches over to you and easily scoops you up in his arms.

"You ought to find more comfortable places to fall asleep," Toshiro whispers, shaking his head with amusement.

Kenpachi: Puts his arm over the wall and just hangs there as he admires you.

"Look, Kenny! Y/N is fast asleep. Do you think she'll wake up?" Yachiru asks, peeking over Kenny's shoulder.

"How the hell am I suppose to know, kid?" Kenpachi scoffs quietly and Yachiru hops down from his tall shoulder. Her feet hit the ground and she walks up to you.

She pokes your nose and Kenpachi's eyes widen.

"Hey, scram kid," Kenpachi demands and Yachiru lets out a tiny giggle, hopping out of the room. Kenpachi walks over to you and sits down next to you.

The bed sinks down underneath his weight and he runs his fingers through your hair. He lets out a tiny sigh and admires you one last time before getting back to training.

Gin: The playfully smirk that always seems to be on his face drops and his eyes widen. His feet freeze to the ground and he gulps.

This is the first time Gin's found you dead asleep. Of course, he's seen you when you're vulnerable, but this was different. You were so soft and at peace in your shared bed.

He enjoyed moments like this with you, so he crawls into the bed with you. His wraps his arms around your torso and rest his head on your stomach, basking in your warmth.

Aizen: A smile dances along his face as he steps into his room and finds you hunched over a desk, face down. He tries to best not to chuckle at the sight of you, but a fit of chuckles leaves his lips.

He marches over towards you and pats the top of your head. Aizen grabs a pillow and props it underneath your head. He also wraps a blanket around your shoulders and places a kiss on your shoulder.

Sure, your back was going to be killing you tomorrow, but that gave you another reason to engage in a playful fight with your boyfriend.

Mayuri: He had come home late from working in the lab and found you asleep, waiting for him. You were sprawled out on the bed, limbs covering every inch of the bed and Mayuri lets out a tiny chuckle.

Mayuri decides to take off his face paint and takes a quick shower. He steps out of the bathroom to find you still asleep. He crawls into bed and wraps his arms around your waist.

He easily pulls you into his arms and rests his chin on your shoulder.

Sajin: It was one of the times, he didn't turn himself into his human form for you. He was explaining how bad he felt when you had to see him like this.

You shoot him a warm smile and wrap yourself around his arm, snuggling into his side.

"I like you. Just the way you are," you reassure him, before shutting your heavy eyelids. Sajin's breath hitches in his throat and he opens his mouth, but he can't seem to find the words.

Honestly, it brought tears to his eyes, knowing you felt comfortable with him, no matter what form he was in.

Isshin: After getting Karin and Yuzu to bed, you were supposed to finish the movie together. Your body had another plans as you were lulled into a deep sleep.

Isshin walks into the living room to find you slumped over on the arm of the couch, passed out. At first, a frown tugs on his face, but then a warm smile replaces the frown.

So, he sits down next to you, draping a blanket over you and resting his hand on your thigh, finishing the movie by himself.

Let's just say when you woke up, Isshin regrets his choice to finish the movie by himself...

[imaginingbleach]

Rating: General

Warning: Anxiety over how the other person feels, slight scolding, crying;; not proof read

Summary: Reader goes to his house to see him after so long, but begins to doubt whether it's a good idea when about to knock.

Pairings: None directly, good friendship between reader and Isshin (could be taken as romantic feelings)

You held your hand up to knock on the door, but just before impact... You hesitated. Would he want to see you again after all these years? You'd thought about visiting countless times, but always decided it was better not to. He had a family now, right? That should be his priority...

It was all you could do to keep yourself from immediately turning and leaving, fearing what might happen when you finally do gather the courage to knock. Would he be happy? Mad? Sad? Had he wanted you to visit as much as you did? Perhaps he hadn't even thought of you in all these years...

A soft sigh finally escaped past your lips, arm dropping and gaze going down to the ground. There was no reason to be here, you'd tell yourself... He's happy now, you showing up would only complicate that... You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

As you had finally prepared yourself to leave, you heard the door open and someone call out your name questioningly. Your eyes snapped open wide, recognizing the male's voice. How could you ever forget it? He was someone important in your life...

"I-I know... You have a family and all of this going on, but... I uh, just... Wanted to see you-" you stammered out as an apology, cut off by being pulled into a big bear hug.

Your brain was working overtime to figure out what was going on, eyes dazed and heart racing. You were so sure he wouldn't want to see you, but here he was... Hugging you like no time had passed.

"I've missed you! You should've come by to visit sooner!" He practically shouted at you, pulling back and frowning. "What're you apologizing for?! I told you to visit whenever and I meant whenever!!!" he was quick to scold, roughly messing up your hair.

"But... Your family... The girls... Ichigo-"

"Ah, shut up! You're just as important to me! And I bet they'd love to meet you," he started off annoyed before his tone softened dramatically. "You really should ask... before you assume you're going to annoy someone. I've really missed you, you big dummy."

The way he scolded you and yet comforted you made all the emotions you'd been holding back just flow out. Tears fell from your eyes as soft sobs came out, attempting to apologize but struggling to get full words out. He had missed you just as much as you had missed him... And if you'd let yourself see him sooner, it wouldn't hurt this bad.

"C'mon... Let's get you something warm to drink, 'kay? You can stay over as long as you like," he rubbed your back, gently leading you into his home.

"thank you," you managed to get out, running your eyes.

"Don't mention it," Isshin grinned, sitting you down on the couch and wrapping you up with a blanket.

Today was going to be a good one.

[suvidrache]

NSFW Headcanons - Isshin Kurosaki

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 175 / Read it on AO3 / Wattpad

- Lazy, he would make you do most of the work, watching your movements with his hands behind his head.

- If you complained about his lack of work, he would tease you before taking over.

- He would often make sexual remarks about you, what you're wearing, and sometimes what you're doing.

- Would often pull you down to sit on his lap.

- Moving around to get comfortable? He's going to comment about you 'wanting to turn him on.'

- He does smoke at least once a year, due to his previous partner only complimenting his hand during a smoking session.

- Shower this man with compliments on things, other than his hand during a smoking day, and he will be more in love than he already is.

- He will also purposely do those things you like. You like his blue underwear? He's wearing them every couple of days around the house just for you.

- You like his biceps? He's wearing a tank top or going shirtless for you. He'd also pick you up randomly so you'll touch his biceps.

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