#isshin shiba

[incorrctbleach]

Isshin: Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Masaki: I once saw you fight a girl scout because she didn't have any Thin Mints. Isshin: Exactly. That was my battle. So be kind.

[sashi-ya]

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LOVE AGAIN 💦 ISSHIN KUROSAKI X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 29: CUM DUMP

🐙 requested by: Anonymous: If you're comfortable with writing for him: Isshin Kurosaki and cum dump? Afab reader and he have been dating for sometime and he loves his kids, but he's starting to get baby fever 😩 🐙a/n: sorry about the delay! I've been studying non stop! hope you enjoy either way 💖 ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. basically Isshin giving himself the opportunity to love again, and that includes giving his neglected body some... relief ~ cumdump, oral, very romantic, very isshin. 🐙 wc: 1,2k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

It hasn’t been easy, not for him.  However, his kids, were pushing for this… Isshin deserved to be happy again, and even though Ichigo, Karin nor Yuuzu will ever change their mother Masaki for anyone else, you were able to win their hearts and specially Isshin’s one. 

A man like him, full of fire, happened to hold back long enough… but that night, this night, he will let himself give in to your lust… 

��That dress suits you so well, (Name)” He says, passing his arm through your naked small of your back. His hand, strong and manly, grabs from your waist, making your legs quiver and your core wet. 

“Does it? Guess you made an excellent choice when you bought it for me, Isshin ~” you purr, tilting your head to the side to rest on his shoulder. 

Ahead, the sea; a weekend getaway planned by Orihime and Ichigo and gifted to you as surprise gift. 

The stars on the sky, flicker. The cold breeze on the beach, makes your skin bumpy… or maybe it is Isshin’s kiss. It gets deep, deep. Lustful, almost too much for public. 

“Let’s go…” you whisper. You are desperate, since you’ve started dating, he hasn’t really touched you. This man, a widower, stayed true to his wife even though she’s been gone for years now. 

Isshin takes a deep breath; he knows you want him. And he wants you too; he is, also, desperate. So much more desperate… would it be that wrong if he caved in for a little love tonight? 

His steps become erratic; he is more than conflicted, you can tell. And you are too, is he really in love with you? or is this just something to makes his kids happy? 

You think, and re think. You rehearse the question one and many more times…

“Isshin…Would you… make love to me?”

That’s exactly how you ask him when the hotel room’s door closes. Your back lays against the wooden door, the cold touch of the metallic peephole carves in between your shoulder blades… Your palms, sweaty, cushion your ass as you balance impatiently against them. 

He stands up from bed. Isshin was about to take his shoes off. Tonight, either way, a single bed had to be shared. 

Walking slowly, with a soft expression, he reaches you with his hand on your cheek. Soft, slow, loving. Almost like a father, he caresses your face with pure delicacy. 

He sighs; as your lips slowly separate forming a little heart in between them. 

“Would you allow this old man to make love to you, (Name)?” he asks back, brushing his thumb ever so softly over your lips. 

Ah, Isshin Shiba, you haven’t lost that sparkle… a sparkle that can light up flames inside a woman’s body. 

You bite your lower lip; like in slow motion, your lashes flutter, giving the last blow to a man in pure need… 

His arm passes around your waist, pulling you closer to him, in a rather violent snatch. His lips crash against yours; stealing the air out of your lungs and the soul out of your core. 

The more he kisses you, the more your legs begin to fail you. But that won’t be a problem, as he turns you around and a few steps backwards your shins find the king-sized bed. 

He helps your body fall on the mattress, jumping when you fall back, getting immediately pinned by this man turned into a thirsty beast. 

Isshin loosens his tie, and then his hand slides down the hem of your dress. Two pair of turgent breasts are freed for him to enjoy, and oh Lord he does. He missed the look of such soft, squeezable feminine anatomy. 

“You are… incredible” he murmurs, already cupping one of your breasts on his hand. His fingers play with the hardened nipple, making you softly moan. 

“Isshin…” you whisper -moan-, when he places his lips around the already stimulated boob. You continue to whine, this time louder, when he starts sucking and nibbling on it. 

He knows how to do it; he knows how to please a woman, Isshin is a man who knows and enjoys watching a woman retort in pleasure. 

But your breasts aren’t the only thing he wishes to try and before he could lift your dress he plant a few more kisses on your lips, neck, everywhere. 

Soon, with his teeth carved into your inner thighs, and your fingers pulling from his hair, the sucking on top of your micro panties begin. 

The ex-captain drinks from that dampened fabric, feeding on your sexual flavour. The warmth of his breathe makes you tremble, and the licking on your clit even over the panties makes your toes curl. 

“I-Isshin… ~” you whine once more. 

“Mhh? You like this, love?” he asks, moving your underwear to the side. It is enough -at least for now- for his tongue and an adventurous finger to slide in. 

You nod, desperate, as your heels carve on the small of his back. You contort, your grab fistfuls of those hotel sheets… 

“Come for me, I want to see you” he says, muffled by your anatomy. His tongue, goes in and out and around. His fingers, hit right the spot, almost too well… Oh, Isshin is a doctor, right? Right? 

It’s impossible for you to hold back; the spasms, the trembling, your arched back, all signs of climax approaching, of climax hitting your body. Yet, Isshin ain’t over. And as soon as you are left panting on the bed, he quickly lets his suit fall and his pants off. 

This man can’t stand a single minute more outside your hot body; he wants to bury himself so deep inside your core, raw, violently. Isshin desire has taken over his brain, shutting off everything and anything that’s not related with pleasure. 

His erection looks painful to you, as if his sex has been neglected for so long. You can’t help it, still trembling, you aren’t really satisfied until it gets inside you, until he fucks you, until you are filled up with his cum. 

And that’s exactly what he -or perhaps his body- desperately wants. 

“Come here, let me make love to you” he says, getting in between your legs, spreading them apart. 

You receive that man into your arms, as his sex alone searches for your entrance. It slides deep inside, engulfed by your neediness, and pushed by his impurity. 

Those hips begin thrusting, ramming, in and out of you… oh, so desperate. Each one of you drinking, inhaling the other’s moans, the “fuck!” and the unintelligible “nghs” and “hms”. 

Soon, your whole-body tenses up again. And Isshin does as well, with red cheeks, he admits it might be too soon for him to come, but he can’t help it, it’s been years. 

“I’m so- sorry…” he grunts, feeling the way your walls squeeze his sex, milking him to the point of no return. There’s nothing he could do, nor say, you as much as him, want his warm seed flooding your insides. 

A couple of grunts, and your whines, are the last kick for him to finally succumb to the first orgasm. 

“Take my cum inside, take it all inside…” he commands, maybe like a manly pleading, or a captain’s order. “Fill me up, Isshin… I wanna be your cum dump, please ~” “You know my heart can’t take that much, don’t you?”  “Ah, please… I know you can do this and more, captain~” “Fuck, (Name)… come here, take my cum once again”

[whymakedecisions]

[rukiadriedhisrain]

The love and destiny ichigo inherited

[deathberi]

I’m here to protect [save] you.

[dont-look-up]

"The Soul King is the key to the world. If he dies, so will the World of the Living, Hueco Mundo, and the Seiretei... All of it will collapse and disappear."

[barongraphin]

[tatakaeeren]

The old Squad 10

[aurora-313]

I never understood why there had to be such a massive conspiracy around Masaki. It detracts from the tragedy of Memories In The Rain and Ichigo's character as a whole that she was a Quincy.

Look at that flashback objectively if Masaki were a powerless human:

It's bucketing down rain, a deluge in the middle of monsoon season. You're eager to get your son home from his karate practice. Conditions are dreadful but as long as you're on concrete, you're both okay. Then your son suddenly stops. Something only he claims he can see catches his attention. You've indulged his talk about ghosts because he's a boy, he's allowed to have an imaginary friend and its never harmed anyone. But suddenly, your son's shouting. Launching into a full sprint down that steep slippery hill, at the base of which is a dangerous rushing river. Or potentially slip on a loose bit of stone or root, and break his neck. You can't see what he sees. As far as you're aware, your son's taken absolute leave of his senses and is charging headlong into a certainly fatal situation. Naturally, your response would be to freak out and throw yourself after your son, hoping to catch him before he could jump into the water, very probably drowning. Then CHOMP. Hollow chow.

Revealing Masaki was a Quincy is irreparably cheapening her death.

Let's pretend for a second Grand Fisher wasn't there. And the same thought process outlined above occurs.

In an attempt to stop Ichigo running down the hill, Masaki could've slipped, fallen and broke her neck instead. Or took a bad tumble, ending with a fatal blow to the head. The effect on Ichigo would've been the same. He would've developed a massive guilt complex because his tragedy of impulse caused his mother's death.

That is the whole crux of Ichigo's guilt. His actions caused this outcome. And it was the hardest lesson he had to learn.

Grand Fisher or no, if Ichigo hadn't acted the way he did, if he hadn't tried to save the 'girl' from falling into the river, then his mother wouldn't have died in the first place.

Revealing Masaki as a Quincy, and that her powers were """conveniently""" stolen at exactly the time she needed them most, completely invalidates the human randomness, tragedy and relatability of that death.

It invalidates the guilt that drives 99% of Ichigo's character and actions. That same guilt, now predicated on false pretenses, fueled his desire to protect, to suffer through hell if it meant he could protect the people he cared about (at times to their detriments). Especially since that desire can rage dangerously out of control, and at one point literally got Ichigo killed and reanimated as a monstrous hollow hellbent on destroying everything around it, muttering 'protect, protect, protect' like a zombie.

It's a flaw Ichigo had to overcome by coming to terms with it and using it to as motivation in a healthier manner. Not be absolved of.

A prime example of a character carrying their guilt and growing past it done well is Edward Elric from Full Metal Alchemist/Brotherhood.

Edward and Alphonse never got over Nina and Alexander. They were never absolved of their guilt. Its a mark permanently etched in their collective psyches and reconciling with the fact alchemy could be used in such vile ways drove a huge part of their early characters.

What they did was learn to grieve and cope and move on with it as motivation. They vowed never to allow that kind of monstrosity to happen again. Even when Ed's about to give up his alchemy forever, he declares 'I'm just a simple human who couldn't save a little girl. Not even with alchemy.'

Rather than have Ichigo go through a journey like this, EBTR removes the burden of guilt from Ichigo's shoulders completely when Isshin tells him "No, it wasn't your iconic recklessness that got your mother killed. It was an ancient prophecy and you never should've felt guilty in the first place."

Isshin may as well have said "Everything you believed about yourself since the moment you were born is a lie. The foundation of your personality since you were 9 is a lie. Have fun finding a therapist to deal with the crippling psychological ramifications of that bombshell, but do it after you win another war for us."

It irreparably damages Masaki, and by extension Ichigo's and Isshin's, characters that she had powers.

If Masaki was a Quincy from the jump. Cool, why didn't she teach Ichigo basic control of his reiryoku? Or how to tell the living from the dead - something Ichigo canonically struggled with for as long as he could remember? Basic safety measures that would've avoided those kinds of situations in the first place.

You don't wait until a toddler get splattered by cars before telling them not to play in a busy road, or not to stick a fork in a power point after they've been electrocuted and rushed to the hospital. You teach them rules and install safety measures to prevent those situations in the first place.

There's four main interpretations I take from Masaki's decision to willfully neglect Ichigo's education in the spirit arts:

Well-meaning but naïve and frankly reckless desire to preserve Ichigo's innocence for as long as possible. Fair and the most benign explanation.

Threatened into maintaining her silence by either Kisuke or Isshin (or both depending how generous I feel), lest the seal on her hollowfication "mysteriously" weaken.

Realizing she was a dead woman walking since been bitten by White, Masaki partook in the conspiracy to turn Ichigo into a living weapon and purposefully martyred herself to make it happen.

Masaki having powers is the cosmic retcon of retcons and Kubo didn't think about the implications of his own writing...

If Masaki absolutely HAD to be a Quincy for the sake of turning Ichigo into Aizen's gary stu project, then fine.Yhwach's influence should've been kept far FAR away from it.

Maybe Masaki couldn't use her powers because if she tried, it would've destroyed the seal keeping the hollowfication in check. When Grand Fisher emerged, she baited it to kill her instead.

"Oh, but we need to explain why Ichigo's so powerful."

Ichigo's sperm donor is an ex-Captain and member of one of the royal families, who are noted to have above average base stats. His powers took a hollow aspect thanks to the encroachment temporarily transforming him into a hollow at the base of shattered shaft. Hollowfied Shinigami are naturally stronger (on paper) than their non-hybrid counterparts.

"Why does he two spirits?" The awakening of his power was so fractious it literally splintered into its component pieces. The hollow is the repressed parts of Ichigo's, so its a psychopathic reflection of himself. The old man is the other half of his soul realising the best way to get through to Ichigo is by giving him actual fucking parent.

Sometimes Occam's Razor is the best solution.

[sunflowersandcherryblossoms]

We're inside Ichigo's mind in those first panels...

This is how he sees these people...

Isshin looks angry. And it's heartbreaking....

Ichigo can only envision his own father as an angry man...

[crazy-dark-rainbow]

Urahara: Why didn't you stop me?! Anyone who's normal would have tried to stop me!

Yoruichi, Isshin: We told you: stop! It's dangerous! Don't do this!

Urahara: Oh…?

Isshin: You said: "Don't bother me, I have the situation under control!"

Yoruichi: As we know now - you don't!

[incorrctbleach]

Isshin: Wait, Yuzu, who are you texting? Yuzu: My friend Hikaru. Isshin: Ah.. wait, is that a boy's name or a girl's name? Yuzu: Does it matter? Isshin: No, not at all. Unless it's a goddamn boy.

[silversoulsociety]

Yo. I’m here to protect you

Bleach: sennen kessen-hen ✰ E12

[rukiadriedhisrain]

Live well, age well, and go bald well. And die after me. And... if you can, die smiling. If I can't, I won't be able to face Masaki. Don't hesitate to act.

Happy Birthday Isshin Kurosaki! 🔥 [12.10]

[deathberi]

SQUAD 10 BABY, FUTURE CAPTAIN, THIRD SEAT HITSUGAYA TOSHIRO~ 12月20日 ~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOSHIRO!

[elyonholic]

BLEACH TYBW per episode    ∟Ep 11: “Everything But the Rain”