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itjazzbicch · 1 year ago
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Next Level
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Pairing:  Renji Abarai x SoulReaper!Reader 
Summary: Wanting to become a captain but needing to gain some more strength, the reader spars with their partner, Renji, who is a challenge for them, but the reader takes things to the next level when they reveal something new...
Warnings:  Established relationship (Also, the bankai the reader has was just made up by me, so sorry if it seems odd). Other than that, none!
Word Count: .7k 
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“If you’re serious about becoming a captain, you got to give it all you got, Y/N!”
I asked Renji to spar with me since there were open captain spots, and I was looking to take one of those seats; I still couldn’t believe I was struggling against him like this.
“Don’t count me out just yet,” I huffed while rising to my feet, pointing my sword towards him, “Let’s see how you like this.”
“I’m waiting,” Renji didn’t seem to take this seriously at that moment, his eyes going wide as he heard the distance:
“Bankai.”
I haven’t had my bankai for very long, but he wanted my best, so I gave it to him.
“Wait a second, did you just say-; NGH!”
Appearance-wise, nothing changed with my bankai form except that my sword turned a burning blue. With every strike I landed on him, that blue burned to be brighter.
I was moving so fast that he couldn’t comprehend it; he didn’t have the time to counter, and it was apparent how much weaker he was growing.
“Time out! Time out!”
Pulling back my arm before delivering a blow, Renji was down on his knees, using his zanpakuto to stand and question:
“What the hell is your bankai doing to me?”
“It takes spiritual pressure,” I began to explain, “That’s why you feel so weak. Have you noticed my zanpakuto getting brighter as we kept sparring?”
Realizing what my bankai’s abilities were, I went back to my standard form, seeing him like this making me feel guilty and apologize:
“I should’ve told you that. I’m sorry, Renji.”
“I understand, but you need to be careful,” Rising, he was serious when he warned, “It will surely work on your enemy in a battle, but it can affect your comrades too.”
“You’re right,” I said to him. I grew anxious while thinking about my bankai, anxiously asking, “Do you think that will prevent me from becoming a captain? Since its power applies to everyone around me?”
“They might put some restrictions on using your bankai,” He huffed, standing tall to smile, “But it’s awesome. I do not doubt that you can become a captain after a little more practice, Y/N.”
“Thank you, Renji,” I smiled back, hugging and keeping his arm, showing my concern, “Let’s call it quits for today. I can tell you’re a little worn from that.”
“It’s hard to explain how it feels,” He thought, trying to find the right words as we headed back to his quarters, “But I feel a little funny.”
“Well, let’s make sure you relax,” I sighed out of guilt, sitting him down on his bed, helping him out of the upper half of his robes, whispering, “I am super sorry. I haven’t had my bankai long. I should’ve been more considerate before pulling that on you.”
“Don’t beat yourself up over it,” Plopping on his back and closing his eyes, he was sure of his words, “The only way you’ll get a better handle on it is if you practice. As long as you don’t try to kill me, I don’t mind sparring with you.”
“I know, and I would never, Renji,” Sitting next to him and resting my head on his chest, I traced the line of his tattoos, saying for the first time in our relationship, “I love you, Renji. I only want to become stronger alongside you.”
“You’re stronger than you know,” He cooed, tilting my chin up so I’d meet his gaze, his cheeks forming a pink hue as he said back, “I love you too, Y/N, and you will become a captain.”
Flustered, I hid my face against his chest as his arms wrapped around me. Of course, he only made my heart flutter more:
“You have no idea how proud I was when I heard you say, bankai. It’s an incredible sight that I’ll never forget.”
Picking my head up, no feeling was as magical as our lips pressing together, soft and passionate, only parting to coo, “I promise I’ll make you even more proud, Renji.” 
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seireiteiqueen · 1 year ago
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Day Nineteen - Renji Abarai {2:34am}
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Word Count: 0.7k
TW: fluff, a little self consciousness, praise and affirmation
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It had been a rough few days. Renji had sensed it. He had just returned from the human world, but he could tell that he had been away for far too long. Usually, he made sure that he was only gone for a week or so, but this time had been nearly a month.
It was weighing on you. Renji was your rock, the reason that you were able to get up every day and have a sense of security. When he was gone for a long time it made you feel like a part of you was missing. And that part of you always seemed like the best part of you.
When Renji walked through the front door after his latest training session with Byakuya he could already tell that you were having a rough one. His feet made their way for the bedroom quickly, a weird feeling in his gut telling him that it was where you would be. He was right, completely right.
You were curled up into the blankets, staring out the window as the sun began to set. It looked to him like you hadn’t really gotten out of bed since he had left the house that afternoon. He peeled his robes from his body and threw on a pair of sweatpants, climbing into bed beside you. His soft lips pressed to your temple as his strong arms wrapped around you. “Sweetheart…” Renji’s voice was soft and smooth, calming even as you listened intently. Just the sensation of him being there was already easing you. “Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on.”
You shook your head at him, trying to push it off. The last thing that you wanted to do was worry Renji. “It’s nothing, I’m fine. Please don’t worry. I just need some time to chill for a while.”
Renji’s body moved closer to yours, he knew you better than you knew yourself and he always wondered why you tried to hide anything from him. His crimson hair dangled into your face as he leaned over you. “You can’t lie to me. I’m not stupid. I know you better than you think that I do. You can’t hide this stuff. Though you do always put up such a good effort when you try it.”
You swallowed hard and turned onto your back, his arms still securely around you. “I just get scared when you’re gone for long periods of time. But it’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be okay. I just need to get used to it.” You reached up and cupped his face in your hands. “You’re one of the soul reapers appointed solely to the human world now, I should get used to you having to be gone more often.”
Renji pushed his lips out and captured yours with them, knowing that there was more to it than you were letting up but not wanting to push it any further. He knew when you were at your limit and respected your boundaries. Renji was just happy that you had opened up as much as you did for him.
Instead, he did his favorite thing and teased you. “Come on darling. I know what this is really about. You’re afraid that if I keep going to the human world to see Ichigo he might become my favorite person, right?” He chuckled and peppered your face in kisses. “I promise that the carrot top will never take your place. Not now, now ever. You’ll always be my favorite person.”
You nearly melted at his words, knowing that he had sensed the way you had needed that affirmation. You let out a small whimper as you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him toward you, leaning into his body as he settled in next to you. “Thank you, Renji. I- I didn’t realize just how much I really needed to hear that.”
His smile spread across his face, the sound that you made giving him a sense of comfort. It was the sound that you always gave him when you were feeling better, the one that he loved more than anything to hear. It was then that he knew that you would be okay, as long as he continued, and he had all night long to do so. If praise and affirmation were what you wanted, that’s exactly what Renji Abarai was going to give you.
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luvlyycy · 5 months ago
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renji with a yapping girl.
he don't mind it, he'll listen to the best of his ability— but he's a bit of yapper himself ! you'll be talkin and he'll cut you off to speak his mind. y'all piss off ichigo to no end, give him headaches when you talk about something that gets you both excited. though, when renji senses that you feel annoying when you talk sometimes, he'll purposely bring up a subject that you love to talk about jus so he can listen. renji will hold you in his lap as you do his hair, yapping his ear off about some shit he never even heard of— but this man is still tryna understand it, he'll ask for you to re-explain things jus so next time he can give his honest opinion.
it's cute, you're cute. if you're far away from him, renji will text you that someone said something completely wrong about that one show you're passionate about jus so you can call him and explain how wrong it is. you like ranting about cats? renji will jokingly do a trivia challenge to see how many facts you know. you like talking about stupid shit n makin jokes? he's practically actin as if he's going to a comedy show. renji is so so whipped with you, and he loves when you talk his ear off— he'll hold u close n kiss your cheeks, admire your face, smile n grin, squish your cheeks, play with your hair, do your makeup routine, put skin care on u, put your heels on—
as long as you yap for him.
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ninibeingdelulu · 4 months ago
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Captivating
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The lazy afternoons are his favorite times - just you two lounging in the peaceful quiet of his bedroom after a hectic week.
You're curled up comfortably amongst the rumpled sheets, fully engrossed in whatever novel has currently captured your imagination.
He loves the look of serene contentment washing over your features as you get lost between those pages.
Rather than napping or occupying himself otherwise like usual, he finds himself utterly transfixed watching you read instead.
The way your eyes flit rapidly across each new line, your lips mouthing certain words unconsciously under your breath, fingers absently toying with a stray lock of hair - he catches every tiny mannerism and nuance like a lovesick teenager.
Occasionally you'll gasp or giggle at an amusing passage, entire face lighting up with such unbridled delight that his chest clenches instinctively.
In those moments, you resemble that enchanted little girl he first fell for - uninhibited and radiating pure, unfiltered joy from deep within.
When you shift positions, tucking arms and legs into new cozy configurations snugly, he has to resist the overwhelming compulsion to reach out and pull you flush against his chest protectively.
He craves drinking in your warm flowery scent intermingled with hints of their freshly laundered detergent all afternoon if possible.
Sometimes you'll pause to bite your plump bottom lip in pensive concentration, and his eyes instantly fixate there helplessly.
He fantasizes about leaning over and capturing that lush pout between his own teeth next while chasing away any nagging thoughts still lingering with unhurried kisses instead.
Inevitably you'll realize he's been unabashedly ogling your relaxed form for who knows how long. Flushing self-consciously, you'll playfully toss your book aside to pepper his stoic visage with indignant kisses until he cracks the faintest lopsided grin of pure contentment in return.
Because truly? He has no control over how maddeningly captivating each gorgeous facet composing your very essence proves to his complete undoing.
How helplessly enamored he is to simply study and appreciate you existing beside him like the most priceless, sacred treasure imaginable.
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brittscafe · 7 days ago
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Fantasied by You
Pairing: Ichigo Kurosaki x fem! soul reaper reader
Summary: Ichigo Kurosaki simping after y/n
Request: Can you write a ichigo x Soul reaper fanfic were he like saw her once in now he keeps trying to see her when he gets the chance.
A/n: Hiii! Ofc, much love <3
Content: Ichigo being a simp and lots of fluffy content <3
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Being in Soul Society was a normal thing for Ichigo Kurosaki, in fact, it was almost a daily thing. Everything stayed the same, expect for this visit.
He catches your hair whipping in the wind and his eyes widen. Ichigo feels his heart thud against his chest and a sudden need to find out who you are.
You turn around the corner and Ichigo rushes behind you. You're too far ahead of him, but he watches your every move. The way your hips sway back and forth with each step you take and how your hair moves with the wind.
"Hey," a sudden voice calls out from behind. Ichigo gasps and his body jolts as he spins around.
"Geez, Rukia. You scared the shit out of me," he comments and Rukia lets out a tiny chuckle.
"Scaredy cat," Rukia scoffs out, crossing her arms over her chest and shaking her head with amusement. Ichigo rolls his eyes and lowers his head.
His return back to the world of the living is almost near, but the wind carries your scent. It intrigues him and he cocks an eyebrow.
Ichigo Kurosaki will be back very soon...
A few days later, Kurosaki returns back to the Soul Society. His eyes linger for your scent or your figure everywhere he goes. He's always on the lookout for you.
Renji's walking alongside of Ichigo, the two of them chatting and chuckling. Ichigo glances around his surroundings and his eyes capture sight of you.
Ichigo stops in his tracks, staring and admiring you. Renji stops, turning back to face Ichigo and furrowing his eyebrows with confusion.
"Who's that?" Ichigo asks, eyes gazing at you.
"Oh, that's y/n. She just recently returned from a mission. Hey, y/n! Come over here!" Renji waves you over, catching your attention. You stand up and smile, heading over to Renji and the other soul reaper.
Ichigo gulps, feeling his cheeks get redder as you approach.
"Hey...you're the substitute soul reaper right?" you ask, gazing at the orange haired man. He's tall and muscular.
"Yeah, Ichigo Kurosaki. Nice to meet," Ichigo comments with a warm smile on his face.
"Cool, I'm y/n. Well, I have a meeting to go to, but I'll see you around," you wave goodbye to Ichigo and Renji, taking off for your meeting.
Ichigo stands there in shock, jaw opened and eyes glistening. Renji smacks Ichigo in the chest and Ichigo glares over at him.
"Stop staring...weirdo," Renji huffs out, continuing to walk.
Ichigo gazes down at the ground, rolling his bottom lip underneath his front teeth. Now, he's got even more of a reason to come back to the soul society.
It's been a few months of Ichigo Kurosaki visiting the Soul Society, more often than he normally does and staying much longer. He engages in cozy, meaningful, and memorable conversation with you, the two of you getting to know each other.
Lingering looks and playful touches that have both of your faces heating up and hearts thudding.
You're sitting across from each other, knees touching and not one of you daring to move.
"Y/n..," Ichigo sighs out and you perk up your head.
"Yeah?" you search for an answer in his eyes. He stares at you, eyes glancing down at your lips then back up at your face. Your stomach tightens and churns.
"Can I take you on a date?" Ichigo asks, letting out a nervous chuckle as he swipes his hand over his hair. Your eyes widen and your stomach's uneasy knots seem to untwist.
A big smile starts to spread across your face and you excitedly nod your head.
"Yes!" your voice beams out, body jolting with excitement and happiness. Laughter arises from Ichigo and he lets out a heavy breath of relief.
"Good, I'll swing around your place at 8," Ichigo comments, reaching across and grabbing onto your hand. A shiver runs down your spine as he squeezes your hand.
Ichigo's finally got the girl he's been wanting for months...
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katsuma6 · 1 year ago
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"She's Busy Right Now"
Part 1.
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faintrustle · 2 months ago
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Hair down ABARAI RENJI:
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gloryhrs · 1 year ago
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━━ ⟡ 𝓛𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝓨𝐎𝐔 𝓑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘, various. 🐇
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᧔𐓪᧓ 𝓱𝐜𝐬 𝓯𝐭. ━━ Kensei Muguruma, Kenpachi Zaraki, Renji Abarai, & Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!
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ii. 𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 // 2/3 part of the animal s/o series!
𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀.
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♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 so smitten with you that it was insane. Kensei thought you were an angel that landed on earth waiting for him. Every time he sees you, his heart picks up in an instant; he can’t be sad around you because you are his source of happiness. He wasn’t going to deny that your bunny ears made him soft as well. You’ve both kept your marriage a secret for years since Kensei didn’t want people constantly working his nerves about you and how you hated when people asked too many questions. But when you brought him his lunch when he was training with his squad, that’s when the news accidentally came out.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 clutched the bunny-themed bento boxes in your hands as you began to make your way to the training grounds, where Kensei was. Since he was rushing this morning, he forgot to grab his lunch when he left, so you’ve decided to take it to him (so you wouldn’t have to put up with a grumpy Kensei later on). Once you made your way to the training grounds, you immediately froze in place at the sight of his squad training with him as well. Captain Unohana said he was alone! You squealed inside your head as you took a step back to walk away. "Y/n–san? What are you doing here? And what’s with the lunches?" Mashiro peeked her head from behind the tree as everyone turned their attention on you, which made her die a little inside. Your ears flattened as you tried to explain yourself: "U—Um, I—." "It’s none of your business." The familiar voice made your ears perk up again. You felt your cheeks become warm at the sight of your handsome husband, who was covered in sweat. "Thank you." He took the meals from your hands and placed a kiss on your forehead as everyone around let out shrieks of disbelief. "What? Captain has a lover?" Hisagi's eyes widened at the adorable couple who shared a conversation. "Kensei?! You never told me that someone liked you! And that it was Y/n-san!" Mashiro peeked over his shoulder as a vein appeared on his head. "You damn woman! We’re married!" He yelled at the green haired girl and enough for everyone to hear, which caused them to let out another shudder of disbelief. "WHAT?!"
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 baths with you most of the time. He always finds it funny how your nose starts twitching when he uses his soap-covered fingers to touch it. You can’t remember the last time you took a bath by yourself. Once you announced that you were taking a bath, Kensei was most definitely behind you.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐈!" You squeaked at your husband, who ran his wet hands through your curls. The sound of his laughter made you pout and cross your arms, saying, "That’s not funny!" You splashed him with water. You watched his smile disappear for a moment, which made your ears lay flat against your head. "I see." He simply said this before his smile appeared again as he used both of his hands to splash the water on you. Which made you shrink, "Kensei! Now take this!" You splashed him with another wave of water.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 were the peacemaker when it came to him getting into arguments with Mashiro. From time to time, you have to separate the two before they start to fistfight each other. When you take Kensei away, Mashiro will still continue with her taunts, causing Kensei to restrain himself and focus on the view ahead of him.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐈 knew better than to irritate you; the last time he did, he found his captain’s coat and uniform torn to shreds. With a little note saying, 'If you thought you were funny for that little stunt you pulled last night, you’re wrong. Have a great day at work! Make sure to get yourself a new captain’s coat! ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა' That was the first and last time he scared you unexpectedly.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 idea of bonding time is cuddling and going on walks. He found it endearing how your eyes would sparkle and your ears would perk up at the sight of bunnies. Once you see one, you’ll chase after it the entire time, with Kensei following behind and telling you to be careful and not trip yourself up.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐁𝐄 careful, Y/N!" Kensei trailed after you as you continued to chase after the rabbit who ran away from you. Kensei felt that his lungs were going to collapse on him any time soon if he didn’t stop and take a break. But he refused to let you wander off into the forest without him or knowing how to get back, so he kept running. After hitting another turn, he quickly stopped in his tracks and said, "Damn it, I didn’t know bunnies could go that fast." He panted and wiped the sweat off his forehead; he needed a drink of water for God’s sake. "Look Kensei! She has babies!" You showed him the tiny bunnies that rested in your hands. Kensei decided to give himself a break and sit beside you as you cradled the small bunnies that were falling asleep in your arms. "Aren’t they cute?" You cooed at the animals while the other jumped in Kensei’s lap. He felt his heart ache at the bunnies who tried to jump into his chest but failed. Was this paradise? "I want babies now!" You continued to kiss the animals as Kensei slowly turned his head towards you. "No."
𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈.
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♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 didn’t give a shit about your bunny ears; he thought they were unique and cool. Not to mention, your bunny-like behavior was adorable to see.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 was worried about you having a relationship with the man because. . .he’s Kenpachi Zaraki. People told you that the man wasn’t a loving person and that he sure as hell didn’t have a loving bone in his body. But he proved them wrong with the way he acted behind closed doors.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 give this man some kisses. He’s so touched starved, but he acts like he isn’t. He acts like he doesn’t like the way your hands run through his hair when he’s napping, but he adores it. He adores using your stomach as a pillow while he sleeps, and when you wake him up, his scowl turns into a smile. Your flowery and innocent aura made it hard for him to get upset at you.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 found it cute how you turn into an actual bunny when you’re scared. Once you turn into the bunny, he’ll hold you and carry you around on your shoulder the entire day until you turn back into a human. With him feeding you carrots and giving you occasional pats.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐔 tilted her head at the captain with the bunny on his shoulder and observed as the bunny nuzzled its nose in Kenpachi’s neck until he brought another apple slice to its face. "Kenny! What’s with the bunny? Where did you find it?" Yachriu pointed to the animal that scratched its nose when Kenpachi tickled it. "It’s Y/N; someone accidentally scared them, and they turned into this." He pointed at you as you stood up on your hind legs to grab his finger. "Huh? Y/n! I didn’t know you could do that! So cool!" Yachriu's eyes sparkled as you nodded your head before jumping into her arms. Yachriu giggled when you nuzzled your nose into her cheek, which meant you were giving her kisses. Kenpachi’s eyes softened at the scene before him. Even when you’re in bunny form, you can be the cutest thing.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 not too fond of PDA but will hold your hand for the longest of time, with the excuse of ‘I don’t want you to get lost.’ Plus he always notices when you get nervous so he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 couldn’t lie to him even if you tried. Kenpachi was far from an idiot, he knows what’s going on through that brain of yours more than you know yourself. So when you lie to him then he’ll force you to stop what you’re doing and look him in his eyes and repeat that, which you couldn’t do.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐈–𝐈’𝐌 Sorry Kenny, I didn’t mean to lie. I’ve just been stressed for the past couple of weeks." You looked down at your hands while Kenpachi squeezed them. Kenpachi could tell that you were stressing yourself out, but he never said anything because he didn’t want to upset you. "There’s no need to be sorry." His large and warm hands caressed your cheek; he hated when you apologized for sh*t that wasn’t your fault. "Come, get some rest." He sat down and pointed to his lap. You tilted your head before shaking your head. No, you had plenty of things to finish! You couldn’t be caught slacking off again. "I’m sorry, but— ah!" You fell into your husband’s lap while he was using one of his arms to keep you in place. "I don’t care about that shit; those assholes know better than to overwork someone like you." He cursed with his thumb, tracing over the dark eye bags under your eyes. If anyone has a problem with you, then he’ll fix it.
𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈.
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♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 wants to spend every second of his day with you. He wants to pinch your chubby cheeks, smoother you with kisses, and to take care of you. Like this guy was tremendously infatuated with you. His ears perked up like a dog just from the sound of your name, words can’t describe how he acts when you’re around.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒 up for you 24/7, Every time someone is talking bad about you then he isn’t afraid to pick a fight. If he isn’t there then Rukia will surely do for him. He despised how people thought they could walk over you because you barely talked. Or when they think they can touch your ears and tail without permission. When you came and told him with tears in your eyes that a random shinigami was pulling on your tail, even when you told him to stop. Renji almost lost it.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 felt an indescribable anger rising in his body. Who the hell had the nerve to touch you without your constant? Almost everyone knew how much you hated when people touch your tail without your authorization. He walked down the hallway with his fist tightening at the sound of laughter, that was the bastard who teased and touched you. "Hey! What the hell is your problem?" He walked up to the man who looked at him up and down before laughing once more. "So you’re that brat’s boyfriend? I sh—" Renji didn’t let him finish as he punch the man in his face with ease. He watched as he held his bloody nose before giving him another punch to the face.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 shinigami would side-eye him for having a bag of fruits laying around in his pocket, but it turns out it was for you, and when your bunny form activated, He knew that once that happened, you would be in his care for the rest of the day.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐒 lullabies are a must! You couldn’t go to sleep with your lullaby and would get Renji to hum a little tune while patting your head; once he does that, you’ll be out like a light.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 he travels into the world of living, he brings back these cute little bunny figures. You had an entire exhibition of the glass figures he brought; they were so precious to you! Your favorite were the married bunnies holding each other's hands. ૮꒰ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ꒱ྀིა.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 never yelled at you before, but when he accidentally did he felt his heart shattered into pieces. Even though you forgave him he still remembers how your ears flattened with your eyes becoming glossy. He always told people about raising their voice at you but he spun around and did the same thing. You weren’t upset with him anymore, but the memory still runs across his mind once in a while.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 couldn’t believe what he just did. It may be small to some people but not you, he yelled at you. He stood frozen in the same spot as you sniffled quietly, trying your best to hold back the tears that wanted to fall. Neither one of you moved, instead you both stood in the same spot, waiting for the other to leave. But neither of you could leave. The heavyweight inside Renji’s heart resulted in him reaching his hand up to his chest, then his face. Deciding it was time for you to leave you walked passed him while maintaining the tears. Until the loud smacking sound made you flinch, you turned your head to see Renji with a bright red hand marking on his face. "R–Renji?! Why did you do that?!" You ran towards him and held his stinging cheek that was starting to swell up. "Because I yelled at you, if you weren’t going to do it then I mind as well do it my damn self!"
𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐙.
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♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 was most certainly the definition of overprotective; he may be 6'1, but when it came to protecting you, all of a sudden he was 7'8. No one was going to put their hands on you when he was around. Not unless they want to walk around with no arms and a missing eye.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 his only soft spot ૮₍ ◞‸◟ㆀ ₎ა When he gets teased by other Espadas about his behavior around you, he can’t deny it. You did make him soft; you gave him countless kisses; you trusted him to see your body; and you were always there for him when he was upset. He was glad he was able to be vulnerable around you without any judgment from you. Grimmjow wasn’t ashamed to have you as a lover; if anything, he was proud as hell!
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 was also incredibly possessive. He didn’t like it when the other Arrancars flirted with or touched you. It made his blood boil at the thought of someone other than him making you blush and giggle. He hated it; you were his. And no one else’s could make you feel the way he does, physically and mentally. You would have to reassure him that your eyes were only on him, and he knew that. He just didn’t trust the Arrancars, who thought otherwise. He didn’t care if he had to kill one of them to make the point that you belonged to him.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 was on the verge on snapping. He watched as the Arrancar flirted with you. Since you were a bit innocent, you brushed it off as a friendly gesture, but Grimmjow could see right through that sh*t. His final straw was seeing the bastard reach out to stroke your ears; that’s when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from them. The anger that ran through his veins made him want to kill that asshole. "Grimm? What’s wrong?" Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and his glare was quickly put to the side once he saw your gorgeous e/c eyes staring back into his worryingly. "I–It’s nothing. I was being dramatic." He released his grip on your wrist as you took your hand into his. "If you’re talking about what happened back there, then you don’t have to worry; I’ll still be your true love. No one here can change that. I love you." You stood on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. Grimmjow’s jealous rage disappeared within seconds after that; your reassurance was what he needed. "I love you too, Fuzzy."
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 so in love with you that he’ll listen to any command you give without any backtalk. You want him to jump off a cliff? He’s going to do it! Kill every living thing around you so he could have you all to himself? Say no more! Once you ask or tell him to do something, his mind is completely set on that task.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 you turn into a bunny, he’ll always play with you! He’ll put you on your back and give you a series of stomach rubs while giving you treats. When exploring outside of Hueco Mundo, he’ll jog ahead of you and laugh as you struggle to catch up with him. Your tiny bunny legs were fast, but not as fast as Grimmjow's running!
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 loves play fighting with you as well. Even if you were his dear love, he isn’t going easy on you. Even when you’re in your bunny form, you've always found a way to strike him, only for him to pin you down by your stomach. He still remembered when you turned into a bunny while fighting with him and how you stood on your back legs with your two paws balled up to imitate a fist. Grimmjow never cracked up that much in his life.
♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 pouted and crossed your arms at your boyfriend, who had tears in his eyes from the endless laughing he was doing. You huffed and leaped on his stomach as he halted for a moment, but when he glanced back at you, his laughter started up once again like an engine. "B–Bunny! You’re hilarious!" The blue-haired man wiped the tears from his eyes as he picked you up and gave your chubby cheeks multiple kisses while still grinning. Since you couldn't talk in your animal form, you glared at him before turning your paw into a fist and waving it around, signaling that he should shut up.
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cindol · 11 months ago
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makeout sesh with renji ˃ᴗ˂ !
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He’s so needy when making out, he just wants his girls lips so bad especially when he hasn’t had the chance too. Y/n is usually on top of him with his hand on her back bringing her down to him. His bandana was undone showing his red cornrows for their beauty while both y/n and him made breathy noises in the middle of kissing, some moans too.
His hands would go down further when she now laid right on him with her and arched and his hand reaching down to her ass and squeezing it making y/n do a small moan.”ren..” he just did a small grin.”always gonna pat that ass baby.”
Their fun was interrupted once Ichigo called with some random problem.
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xfgpng · 2 years ago
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“we’re over”
“no we’re not”
then he blows your back out <3
he knows you like to catch and attitude sometimes but he’s more than happy to deal with you. he loves you and you can’t get rid of him.
“my baby just needed some dick, hm?”
he’s toxic enough to ruin any relationship you think about having. a little argument isn’t going to make him leave you so you’re not leaving him.
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|| toji, eren, kakucho,renji&atsumu
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suvidrache · 2 months ago
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Relationship Headcanons
age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.
Word Count: 135 | Read it on AO3 | Tag List
Featuring: Renji Abarai and Shinji Hirako
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Being in a relationship with Renji is always exciting. There is never a boring moment. He doesn't have an issue with PDA and would sometimes tease you just to get you to blush. If you have an issue with PDA, he's fine with just holding hands or putting an arm around your back. Only teases you to see you flustered. Whatever you want is yours. 
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Being in a relationship with Shinji is the same way—never a boring moment. Also has no issue with PDA, but he does it just to tease you and see your reaction. He teases you, but not so much that you feel unloved. If you doubt him, he will be serious and tell you how he really feels. (He doesn't want you to feel unloved. He genuinely loves you <3). 
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Tag List: @eli-chris, @lazyboikat
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brittscafe · 7 months ago
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headcannons for how the bleach dudes (ichigo, uryuu, grimmjow, renji, and anyone else you wanna add) take care of their s/o thats on their period??
Ofcccc <3
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Ichigo:
So sweet and always runs to the store if you want any food, candy, or drinks. Anything, you name it and Ichigo will go it for you.
He always assures you that he'll get you anything and he always wants you to know that.
Endless cuddles and forehead kisses from Ichigo or just any type of kisses actually.
Will run you a hot bath if you want one and will keep your company and sit outside the tub beside you, holding your hand and stroking your shoulders.
After your bath, you'll cuddle up on his lap and watch movies.
He's really sweet and sympathetic towards you.
Uryu:
He's super shy when you're on your period and he's super cautious around you.
Very careful with his words and actions.
His words are very tender and sweet as he strokes your flesh, trying to comfort you.
Uryu almost too shy and is afraid to get too close to you as he doesn't want to upset you or anything.
Will hold your hand and squeeze it every once awhile.
Will play video games with you or do anything to distract you from your cramps.
Is the type to tickle you endlessly as you giggle until your out breathe.
Uryu is super sweet, but is still shy around you.
Grimmjow:
You're definitely on your own for the first few times.
Grimmjow stays far away from you as possible, because let's be honest, at first, he's a little disgusted, but he's got an idea in his head of how you're gonna act on your period.
Once you express to Grimmjow how periods work and stuff, he decides to spend a few days with you when you're on it.
He realizes that you being on your period isn't as bad as he thought it would be.
He sometimes gets annoyed with your mood swings or when you're complaining, but he tries to be nice.
Grimmjow will tease you, but his touches are not teasing at all.
His touches are soft and gentle, especially if you're in pain or aren't feeling too well.
Def makes you laugh and loves to spoon you until you fall asleep.
Renji:
Feel free to use Renji as your own personal heating pad.
Renji is super sympathetic and will massage any part of your body.
Feels really bad when your cramps hurt and he can see the pain on your face.
Likes to rest his head on your stomach and rub circles on your hips or the sides.
Will brush or play with your hair if you ask. Massages your scalp if you want him to.
Will raid candy from anybody and everybody if he needs to.
The moment you say that you're craving something, Renji leaps up and rushes to go get it.
Praises you with such sweet words and expresses how much he loves you.
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faintrustle · 2 months ago
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Student ABARAI RENJI:
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v4mpgutz · 11 months ago
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Agora Hills, Renji Abarai [ HEADCANONS ]
— baby? can you call me back? i miss you !! its so lonely in my mansion :(
renji relationship headcanons + little non-canon-based ones
warnings ! — one (barely) suggestive one, non-descriptive mentions of wounds + blood, petnames (baby, sweetheart)
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renji, despite what people (ichigo) think, is so incredibly gentle when it comes to you. yes, he's a little blunt sometimes and has argumentative tendencies with his friends.. but when it comes to you, he'd rather throw himself off of the repetence cell than treat you that way. he still acts like himself but always makes sure he's keeping within your boundaries and showing you as much love and affection as you desire.
sometimes he makes jokes about his wounds when you're patching him up and god, does it piss you off because he's literally bleeding out. when he notices your clenched jaw and the fact that you're not laughing he frowns and apologises because he knows you're worried. "i'm sorry baby, don't be mad", "you know i always pull through"
-> you roll your eyes and cross your arms and he sits up with a smirk, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and leaving gentle kisses on your neck and jaw. he is SO cocky when you sigh and turn around, kissing his lips. "can't stay mad at me forever, hm?"
renji with a human s/o who has him getting a little more excited when he's tasked with going to the world of the living. he immediately rushes to your home and knocks on your door. you open the door with eyebags and messy hair and chewing your fingers anxiously. your eyes widen when you see your beloved redhead boyfriend.
-> he notices your appearance and lets out a sigh as he pulls you into a hug — he knows you were worried sick about him but it was inevitable given your situation. he squeezes you and runs a hand through your hair, "'m so sorry, sweetheart..." he mumbles to you. "i'm okay. i'm here."
— not canon-based
renji abarai is a one direction STAAAAAN. his favourite song is steal my girl and i know this man ugly cried, rolled on the floor, screamed into his pillow when they disbanded. he 100% had a twitter fan account and would troll crazy larries and babygaters, giggling in his bed.
one time ichigo dared him to do bloody mary and he kept making noises outside of the bathroom... renji refused to pee or shower without you in the room with him for three months. THREE. MONTHS.
he asked you to be his s/o by taking you on a cute little picnic date. he asked rukia to help him make a little basket up with sweet treats, sandwiches etc. he brings little canvases and oil paints along with a lego orchid set for you two to make together.
-> he tells you that you should paint eachother and when you show eachother your paintings he has painted (attempted to anyway) your favourite animal/flower/other and next to it written 'be my (preferred)?' in red oil paint.
renji is a massive cuddler and gives THE BEST HUGS. he is so so warm and his soft cologne is so comforting that you just melt into him. he gives big bear hugs. wraps his arms around you and rubs your lower back with one hand as the other pets your head. UGHHH !!!!
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may make a pt 2 to this if i can think of more, I NEED HIM SO BAD OMG. i love renji sm i wish men were real 😓
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cindol · 11 months ago
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PREGNANCY CRAVINGS! ```໒꒰ྀི ꩜ ᯅ ꩜; ꒱ྀི১
renji abarai x black fem reader
synopsis— renji deals with his woman’s pregnancy cravings and mood swings.
tw— pregnant reader, fluff,
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At 3:AM he heard a whine erupt from his wife’s mouth. He tiredly rubbed his eyes leaning up next to her troubled face.”what’s up?” She had tears in her eyes even though she had just woken up.”hungry..”
Fully leaning up he took the red bonnet off his head.”what you in the mood to eat baby?” She huffed.”want some pickle with peanut butter spread on it and ice cream on the side..” he almost wanted to gag but nodded patting her head.”gonna get that right for you baby.”
Renji had gotten use to being more calm and patient with his wife ever since she was pregnant. Rukia and Orihime gave him lectures of pregnant women deserving the upmost respect and fragile care. To everyone’s surprise, he was slowly listening too. He hummed as he prepared her dish of a pickle with peanut butter on it and ice cream on the side in a bowl. He heard her whining loudly impatient.”it’ll be ready in a second baby!” He yelled loud enough in a rough voice for her to hear as he walked back to the bedroom and brought her the combination she desired in bed. He saw the happy smile that got on her face immediately once she took the bowl and crunched on the pickle with peanut butter then made a pout.”sorry for yellin’.. just hungry.” He just gives her a pat on the head then a kiss on the cheek not holding it against her.
At 10AM he knows all the pregnancy foods she’ll ask for in the morning, she was predictable at this point. As she came out whining like always she was surprised to see all her morning cravings laid out on the kitchen table. a warm smile was immediately on her face.”oh… you planned everything?” He just smiled nodded.”eat up your pregnancy breakfast baby.” He patted a chair he made comfortable just for her.
At 1PM he had lunch in the fridge. He noticed that she liked colder mixed food together so he had a bowl packed together in the fridge. He liked seeing the happy expression on his wife’s face as she ate the mixture.
At 6PM he would eat the same food she ate. Not wanting her to feel left out or feel like she was gross for having the cravings she was. They always spent time in their bed eating. He would make a grossed out look eating the same mixture of dinner she was eating.”don’t know how you eat this shit..” it made y/n giggle.
At 9PM y/n would be knocked out before renji in her own cozy comforter that he brought her knowing how bad he is at sharing a blanket. Tying on his bonnet he would sigh giving her a kiss on the forehead and heading off to sleep right after her.
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soleilnomoon · 1 year ago
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Prompt: “I don’t like them; I can barely tolerate them.” for Abarai Renji. Once again, I leave it up to you what you wanna do (but maybe enemies to lovers) Yes, I might be on a little Bleach binge right now but it's okay you like it. kiss kiss
*hides face* ok, ok, ok, hear me out, let's pretend i didn't take *insert accurate length of time here* and say i wrote this in a few days. i am so sorry i took forever and ever with this but as u know i can only give u top quality work or else i'll never forgive myself. renji is.......well *motions to him* yk how that man is, he made me suffer!!!! in a good way!!! but still i suffered!!! yk how much i love enemies 2 lovers u big brained beauty 🤭 so ty baby❤️️ also this is my first renji fic and i can't belev it.
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5.2k words (don't look at me, just don't), fem reader, nsfw, 18+ mdni, enemies 2 lovers, angst city, angst angst city biiiitch (yk the vibez babey), smut obviously, no fluff bc who do u think i am? feat. renji being a mean petty bitch (i guess that makes him a mean dom maybe yes), sub reader bc that's what i want; there's a party with alcohol, ichigo and co. make brief appearances, bathroom sex, choking (he's sf romantic), a lot of cursing bc they're grown that's why, renji is a beast when he's jealous, reader is a lil bit of a brat but lbr who wouldn't be in that situation; mutual ""unrequited"" pining, lots of tension, fingering, rough (consensual) sex, lil bit of degradation, lil bit of a size kink, lil bit of praise kink, idk there's probably more stuff but i'm so tired rn i can't think; um renji obviously comes w his own gd warning; reader is determined to not let this man win but, hello, it's renji he always comes out on top wink wink. (if u see spelling errors/mistakes no u didn't hottie)
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“when i write about all of this it becomes its own kind of violence. / i retell the story as myth, as if it were my own body devoured.” — caitlin scarano & “so much of love is violence. the desire / to be split open, invaded, mangled / and made new.” — erin slaughter
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HATRED X TASTES X SWEET
you’ve never been cut out for this line of work, but your insistence on eliminating all your shortcomings is commendable. brave, even. it’s something you don’t really think about unless you want to spend the night half-drunk, rambling about the things you should’ve done but never had the courage to do.
like telling a certain red-haired, bullheaded lieutenant that he’s the most ridiculous and excessively arrogant man you’ve ever come across. all in all, you’re pretty sure telling him off won’t phase him; nothing ever does, not really anyway.
at first you try politeness; your grandmother would be proud of how well you’ve learned to bite your tongue. it’s ungraceful, but you fake it well enough that others think your emotional maturity is far above theirs. little do they know, you actually have to literally bite your tongue; simply remaining silent isn’t easy for you anymore. so, when you bite, it’s with rage, months of unshed tears and accumulated spite; you bite your tongue so hard you bleed more every time.
your unsaid words bunch together — tiny soldiers determined to strike in unison without fail — and sit heavily in the back of your throat, ready to launch forward at your command.
but you never say them, and you choke more than once; an unbearable shame to carry with you as he continues to slash at your patience, thin ribbons cascading off you like confetti. you wonder if your anger will lead to your death— or if it’ll lead to his. you intend to keep all of that hidden, though, and keep reminding yourself that eventually he will tire from berating you, from talking to you as if you’re the most incompetent being in all of soul society, from looking at you like your very being disgusts him.
that’s what you tell yourself these days. you like to conveniently ignore the way his dark eyes linger on yours during meetings — you’ve noticed that people have taken to describing them as soulless, cold and critical, unimpressed at everything and anyone.
but you see him — all of him; the raw, feral, powerful and severe side that not many have the misfortune of knowing. they think they get the real version of renji whenever they deal with him, but they never do; you know that now. you doubt it’s even intentional on his part, or maybe — just maybe — he really does hate you.
to put it plainly, as you’ve told rukia and rangiku, the sixth division lieutenant has the biggest fucking chip on his shoulder. despite the walls he continues to put up to keep others from carving out a place for themselves in his life, despite the way his words roll around his mouth, clumsily coasting down the length of his tongue before they pierce the air around you with their toxicity — you’re tired of the way he purposely singles you out time and time again to point out your inadequacies without remorse.
abarai renji is also sick of dealing with you. whenever he thinks he’s found a means of scaring you off, you scurry right back more determined and more obnoxious than ever. which is rich, coming from him.
he claims you’re inconsequential, a nuisance — a pest, even — one that he intends to get rid of permanently. it’s harsh and he’s more than aware of that, but he finds that this is the most appropriate solution to his problem. he could easily ignore you; he could try to keep his comments to himself and try to be somewhat cordial whenever you cross paths. but he won’t. and he has no damn idea why.
“no, no come in, i have plenty of snacks for everyone.”
rukia’s voice is a constant in his life that he’ll always be thankful for. he watches her glide into the room, grinning at the friends she’s invited over, her laughter like soft bells that is easily recognizable even with all the conversation happening. when he feels his chest constrict, an uncomfortable, yet familiar warmth stretching over his skin, he decides to drink so that he can ignore the sensation and forget.
a feeble attempt, because he knows how this will all end — with him drunk off his ass in an even worse mood than he started.
mouth opening, renji prepares to tell rukia to get better sake, when rangiku leads you into the living room where he’s lounging comfortably. the bottle in his hand grows heavier by the second and suddenly he’s not very interested in drinking anymore. already, his foul mood from earlier returns, and every step you take only fuels his irritation; it bubbles underneath his skin, making him frown and grip the bottle tighter.
you don’t need to look at him to know that he’s glaring at you — he always is. rangiku feigns obliviousness as she encourages you to go make yourself comfortable while she fetches snacks with rukia. you stare at both of them, wide-eyed, confused — a pleading look sliding onto your face after a few moments, but they assure you both that they’ll be back shortly.
with a sigh you sit on the armchair adjacent to him, determined to just remain quiet in the hopes that he’ll just ignore you for once. sitting up straight, discomfort finds its way to the pit of your stomach, swirling around as you fidget with the bracelet around your wrist. his eyes watch your movements with an obsessiveness that startles him; there’s no reason why he should be interested in the shape of your fingers, there’s no reason why he should be interested in the way you keep brushing stray curls away from your face, and there’s no reason why he should be interested in possibly fucking you when he knows for a fact that he is absolutely uninterested in you.
his disinterest runs so deep it spoils the taste of the sake, but he takes another swig anyway. the alcohol burns as it travels swiftly down his throat, and it just so happens that you glance over at him — innocuous, an attempt to gauge his annoyance level — as his throat bobs and your mouth dries at the sight.
you turn your face away quickly, a traitorous flush crawling slowly along your skin, unjustly warming your cheeks. inhaling deeply, you do your best to will the blush away to no avail. where the hell are rukia and rangiku? surely it can’t take that long to grab snacks. you’re tempted to go find them, but you have a sinking feeling that it would turn you into a coward.
and you refuse to give that man any more ammo against you.
IT’S X (NOT) X YOU
what initially starts as a small get-together, quickly turns into a party; leave it to rangiku to liven things up, her laughter infectious and whimsical, flitting about like a persistent hummingbird as she encourages everyone to play drinking games with her. experience taught him better than to engage because despite his high tolerance, there’s really no beating rangiku when she’s on a roll.
but when you emphatically agree to play with the rest, fury rises in his chest; your audacity, it seems, knows no bounds — and, yes, he understands the hypocrisy in his critique. he just doesn’t care.
the games are every bit as simple and ridiculous as you thought they’d be, but as everyone seems to be in relatively good spirits, you play along. not normally competitive with things like this, you get into the swing of things when you win round after round.
cheers resound nearby at your success, but throughout the evening, you feel renji’s stare and do everything in your power to not give in and look back at him. a tough feat to say the least, as you are always acutely aware of his presence; and when you do happen to sneak another glance, his legs are spread and you curse under your breath for finding that attractive.
foolish, you chide, so fucking foolish.
renji sucks his teeth as he feels a heaviness in his head; groaning loudly he swirls around what little sake he has left in his glass before finishing it.
“you lose again,” rukia’s voice is soft and teasing, but he’s annoyed and can’t be bothered with talking to her right now. she pats his shoulder gingerly before standing up to head to the kitchen. his mind is a mess and he blames you for it completely.
“i don’t fucking care,” he says gruffly to her retreating figure, not bothering to elevate his voice as he’s sure she heard him. and he really doesn’t care; he’s trying to tell himself to calm down, but he can’t.
the fault completely lies with you — of course it does, everything you do agitates every cell in his body. the reason is simple, and he hates that he doesn’t want to admit it — he’s so undeniably attracted to you that it pisses him off. he takes in your appearance for the twelfth time that night, admiring the softness of your cheeks, the fullness of your lips, the way you seem entirely too animated as you laugh at someone’s lame joke — and yes, he can tell it’s not funny from how your laughter dies down after a few seconds.
if he had better sense, he’d stop looking at you, but he can’t now; he might blame the sake for this later.
the intensity behind his gaze is enough to bring an inextinguishable heat along your skin. it’s only unpleasant because it travels down to your lower abdomen and brings about an agonizing ache between your thighs. at first, you do the sensible thing and ignore it; but the longer he stares, the more you want to look over, until finally you can’t take it anymore.
“i’ll be back,” you mumble to the other guests, although you doubt they hear you with how rowdy everyone is being; the noise isn’t unwelcomed, the distraction serves to mask your footsteps when you scurry from the living room to the back corridor, turning corner after corner until you find the bathroom.
a coward — that’s what you are.
you barricade yourself in there without thinking, heart pounding loud enough to disorient you. after several long minutes, you splash water on your face and take a few deep breaths.
“i can’t believe i ran away,” your voice is so soft you barely hear the words — almost as if you’re still in disbelief over the entire situation. there’s something off about renji tonight; the tension between you was more palatable and tangible than normal.
even though you feigned nonchalance as best as you could, there were so many moments where you couldn’t help but watch him too. pitiful. absolutely pitiful. there’s no excuse for it, and yet you struggle to find one anyway.
as you look at your reflection in the mirror above the sink, you try to convince yourself to head back out there. sooner or later, people will realize that you’ve gone missing — and rangiku is nosy enough and like a bloodhound when she’s drunk. your time is incredibly limited now.
there’s no reason for you to continue to avoid the inevitable, so you sigh and give yourself a small pep talk before heading back outside.
TRUTH X OR X …
renji’s mood doesn’t improve at all; in fact, it worsens the moment ichigo sits right next to him. he’s not even sure why this sets him off, but even closing his eyes and counting backwards does nothing to keep him calm.
with slight difficulty, renji grits out, “what do you want?”
undeterred, ichigo stares at renji pointedly, voice steady as he says, “you could go after her, you know.”
again, renji sucks his teeth loudly, arms folded against his chest, right leg bouncing slightly as he taps his foot on the floor. punching ichigo would be pointless, and then rukia would get involved and he doesn’t have time to deal with the fallout from that so he keeps his hands to himself.
besides, his anger is obviously misdirected right now. he knows — he knows —but he doesn’t care, so he doesn’t mince his words when he responds with, “go after who?” through his peripheral, he can see ichigo’s patience has also reached its limit.
“you’re not that stupid, so stop acting like it.”
normally, renji would take the opportunity to mes s around and argue back and forth, but he might actually fight his friend if he doesn’t walk away. so, he does; abrupt and without looking back, footsteps heavy on the hardwood floor.
maybe he just needs to change his approach with you, maybe talking things out would work in his favor; or maybe he needs to fuck you hard enough to purge you from his mind.
he lies to himself when he considers the first option, because it’s the second option that drives him to walk a little faster, head full of impossible thoughts as he wonders just how far you’d let him go.
when renji finally finds you, you’re in the middle of rebuffing the advances of an unfamiliar guest — they’re drunk, handsy, and keep oscillating between giving you cheesy pick-up lines and berating you for rejecting them. but you stand firm, and your voice is relatively loud when you tell them, “for the last fucking time, go away.”
under normal circumstances, renji would let you handle this yourself; he has no desire to play prince charming or be a knight in shining armor. you’re more than capable, and he’s seen the way you fight and argue to defend yourself — but, it’s when they place a wandering hand on your hip that he loses sight of all of that.
a brief moment passes, where your blood boils as you contemplate how best to kick their ass, but you never get the chance. a rather large shadow hovers over you both, but you already know who it is without having to look properly.
renji is a force to be reckoned with on a good day, but he’s at his fucking limit right now.
he doesn’t ask, doesn’t give any options for retreat, doesn’t say a word when he yanks them off with a brute strength that surprises even you.
now, can he really be blamed for throwing them into the neighboring wall hard enough to make a noticeable hole? and is it really his fault that the drunk can hardly walk as they clutch their broken arm while murmuring something unintelligible, something that renji takes as a sign of them wanting a repeat demonstration?
consequences be damned, he gives the drunk a lethal look before they scramble away in fear.
“loser,” he says loud enough for them to hear, but they don’t double back or even try to go toe-to-toe with the hot-headed lieutenant. you watch, half-amused and half-impressed with the unnecessary machismo, but still, you know better than to chastise him right now, especially when your heart sputters out of control from his proximity.
“…thanks,” you say, a faint flush on your cheeks, voice soft, head fuzzy when you realize that renji — aka mr. “i’ll fight you on everything any day of the week unprovoked for no reason other than to drive you crazy” — saved you. unprompted at that.
you make the mistake of looking up at him, your nerves prompting you to take a small step back when you realize that the usual hostility that renji reserves for you specifically is nowhere to be found. in its place is something more unreadable — or, rather, you don’t want to read into it for fear of being wrong.
renji steps closer, which makes you back up again until your back hits the wall and you’re no longer able to escape.
“we need to talk,” he says suddenly, but you shake your head, non-verbally objecting to the idea, curls bouncing wildly with your exaggerated movements. since he knows he’s pressed for time, he grabs your face with his large hand and stops you from moving. “that wasn’t a request.”
swallowing rusty nails would be better than dealing with your conflicting feelings over renji right now, because he’s much too close to you and now you’re forgetting why it is you hate him in the first place. ironically, he’s in the exact same position. so far, he’s acted on impulse over you more times than he can count tonight, but he supposes that’s to be expected — you are a wildcard, after all.
“what if i don’t want to.” your response is clumsy, the words tumbling one after the other. “what if i want you to leave?” you don’t actually mean that, but you throw it at him anyway, to see if maybe this was all a fluke, and maybe, just maybe he’ll remember himself and you both can go back to fighting like usual.
he considers your question, goes so far as to release your face to wrap his hand around your throat instead. your sharp inhale and parted lips tell him all he needs to know.
with a slightly raised brow, he asks, “well, do you?”
because if you do, he’ll walk away right now. but he knows what your answer will be, he just has to drag it out of you. he squeezes your neck to remind you to hurry it up, and before you can answer him properly, he places his leg in between yours, pressing close enough that you roll your hips forward while whimpering softly.
he really didn’t think any of this through, but luckily the adrenaline from it all won’t wear off anytime soon, so he’ll improvise along the way. he spent most of the night dealing with a semi-hard cock that wouldn’t listen to reason no matter how many times he tried to stop thinking about you. but now? all of that restraint goes out of the window, and before he can question it, he kisses you.
you’ve kissed plenty of people in your life — some good, most were mediocre and uninspiring — but renji actually takes your breath away. everything about him commands all your attention; from the way his lips move against yours greedily, leaving behind burning kisses that make your nipples harden underneath your clothes — to the way he thrusts his tongue in between your plush lips, licking inside of your mouth hotly, igniting an inextinguishable flame deep inside of you.
he grabs your hip with his free hand, squeezing hard, fingers digging firmly. all the irritation from earlier dissipates completely, leaving you feeling lightheaded and needy; you grind against him recklessly, arousal dampening the front of your panties, clit sensitive as it rubs against the delicate fabric. his cock presses against you — thick, long, and hard — and you wonder if this is why he’s so angry with you all the time.
was it always that simple?
if you asked the question aloud, he wouldn’t know what to tell you — it’s a combination of things, but mostly he’s an idiot; he knows that now, but likewise you’re an idiot too. you just don’t realize it yet.
it’s renji who pulls away first, lightly panting, breath warm against your lips as he releases his hold on your neck. he doesn’t know where he finds the strength to string together a coherent statement, but his voice is low and husky when he speaks. “answer my question.”
you blink at him, completely in a daze, lips slightly swollen from all the kissing. “wh-what?” you don’t remember what he asked you, and you don’t care.
“do you want me to leave?”
for some reason, you completely forgot that you told him that. you rub your lips together and run your hands along his chest. “no.” the answer comes out automatically, without hesitation, and that’s all the encouragement he needs.
“good.”
SAY X IT X LOUDER
he picks you up with ease, almost as if you weigh nothing; a small squeal spills out of you as you wrap your legs around his waist, and renji gives you a sly smile — one laced with mischief and an unspoken promise of what’s to come.
you’re back in the bathroom again, this time sitting on the counter with renji standing in between your legs. his hands coast along your curvy hips and down your thighs. he’s touching you but he’s not touching you and it’s driving you crazy.
with hurried, eager hands you both undress, and for the umpteenth time you internally curse this style of uniform; still, it doesn’t take too long before his hands are on you again, calloused palms rough and warm against your skin. he places a kiss on your jaw, then another on your neck right underneath your earlobe; each kiss he leaves behind distorts your common sense, makes you feel irrational and impatient. your hands are soft and well-practiced, stroking his stiff cock as his hips jerk forward from your touch.
he can’t remember the last time someone had him this worked up, which pisses him off a little; because that means him fucking you once won’t settle things. at that thought, renji bites your neck and your startled yelp quickly morphs into a moan when he runs his tongue along the mark. he dips his hand in between your thighs, rubbing his thick fingers against your slit. a loud banging on the door has you looking over, and you can’t remember if he bothered to lock it once you both were inside.
your attention nearly falters, but when he pinches your clit you buck your hips, a shiver shooting down your spine at the slight pain.
“eyes on me,” is all he says, seemingly annoyed that you would dare to focus your attention elsewhere, “always keep them on me.” what he means by that, he doesn’t know, but you take the command at face value and nod while swallowing. he slides a finger inside of your wet pussy, and while you initially wanted to keep quiet to avoid suspicion and to prevent anyone from intruding, but you can’t now.
“renji,” you breathe, fingers trembling as you hold onto the counter for support, he thrusts his finger in and out, quick and hard, before inserting another. you clench around him, hips rocking forward as he fingerfucks you and grinds his palm against your clit. you close your eyes and moan louder than you mean to, chest heaving, thoughts jumbled and incoherent. he scissors his fingers inside of you, but quickly removes them without prompting.
“fuck!” you open your eyes again and stare at him in disbelief. “why did you stop?”
he laughs darkly and grabs your face roughly, fingers pressing into your soft skin without remorse. “what did i tell you earlier?” everything about this situation is laughable. he gave you very specific instructions, ones he thought were easy enough for you to follow. for some reason your movements are sluggish, mind in a haze as you scramble to remember but nothing comes to mind.
as you open and close your mouth, looking every bit as adorable as you are alluring, he decides to show you a bit of kindness.
“get down.” his command comes swift, his patience practically nonexistent; precum glides down the head of his thick cock, but he ignores it for the sake of teaching you a lesson. you don’t bother waiting for him to repeat himself and slide off the counter. “turn around.”
like a doll, your movements are dictated by renji with simple, short statements. nothing about that phases you, though; it’s all very exciting, so when you do turn to face the counter, you bend forward and lean over the counter. renji admires the roundness of your ass and slaps it hard.
again, you find yourself moaning loudly, without shame and not caring about the volume of your voice. surely the others won’t pay attention, as they’re still very drunk and are entertaining themselves with more games. another slap on your ass has you grabbing onto the counter again, legs shaking, arousal dripping between your thighs in anticipation. if renji doesn’t fuck you soon, you might actually die.
he knows he’s taking too damn long, but it’s much more interesting making you work for him. he rubs the tip of his cock against your puffy pussy, gliding it in between your slick folds, your moans sweetly wrapping around him once he pushes inside of you slowly. someone bangs on the door again, making you look over, anxiety quickly filling your head with unnecessary what ifs that almost command your full attention.
with narrowed eyes, renji grabs onto your hair, curls soft in his hand, and yanks hard.
“the fuck did i say earlier?”
goosebumps travel down your arms as a different kind of awareness and clarity surges through you quickly. you blink at your reflection, watching the way he towers over you, his muscles hard and defined — sculpted from years of training and dedication to honing his skills. it hits you then, what he’s really asking you.
“to,” you swallow thickly, throat dry, “to keep my eyes on you always.” you say it all in one breath, gasping when he runs his tongue along the curve of your ear. you don’t know how much more you can take, but you know if you complain, if you say anything he might stop altogether.
renji’s smile is wicked and dark, his lips graze your earlobe, voice deep and gravelly, a huskiness that wasn’t there before as he thrusts into you, burying his cock deeply.
“good girl.”
he refrains from kissing you properly, instead pushing you down so you can lean over the counter again. your mind melts from it all, and you’re panting, heart beating faster and faster as he firmly places a hand on your back.
“you’re squeezing me so tight,” he remarks thoughtfully, although you note the slight strain in his voice; as much as he tries to act like he’s not that affected by you, you know that isn’t the case at all. your pussy is every bit as enticing and heavenly as he knew it would be; he pulls back and slams his cock into you all over again, filling you completely. you try to keep watching him in the mirror, but he’s fucking you like he’s angry with himself for being so attracted to you.
and he absolutely is. it’s a truth he fought against for so long that he’s given up on denying it now. your moans drip onto his skin like caramel, sticky and sweet, and when you say his name like that — your voice going higher and higher from the ferocity of his thrusts — he nearly loses his mind.
“fuck,” he says out loud, grabbing your hip roughly, your wetness coating the length of his cock, “you’re taking me so well.” he knows you can’t really answer him, and he likes that; you’re beyond caring at this point, instead focusing on the way his cock reaches a spot that has you bouncing your ass and fucking yourself against him. normally, renji would play around and edge you in retaliation, but he’s too far gone, completely under the spell of your pretty pussy, with how soft and tight it is.
you’re not sure how you got here, but you’re drowning in ecstasy right now. he instructs you to lift your leg to rest it onto the counter, pulling out momentarily to help you position and spread your legs further apart. he plunges his cock into you again, keeping his hips closer as he gives you shorter, frenzied thrusts. your head spins and you can’t think straight, but that doesn’t matter. all you care about is the way renji is angling his hips, rolling them forward to pound into your cunt roughly, balls heavy as they smack against your ass.
“oh, oh, oh.” you swear your life flashes before your eyes, because something possesses him, his strokes shorter, brutal, and frenetic. drool slides down your chin, your voice hoarse from how loud you’ve been. you’re sure someone’s heard you by now, but you don’t care.
how can you?
with renji fucking you like this — merciless and possessive, fingers brusing your skin, almost as if he wants to make sure you’ll be as obsessed with him as he is with you — your common decency, your morals, everything that makes you you, they don’t exist.
all that’s left is this burning desire to let him have his way with you for as long as he wants. thankfully, you have enough sense to not admit that out loud; who knows what kind smugness you’ll be subjected to if renji knew.
but you’re pretty damn transparent about it, he can tell from the way you can’t stop clenching your pussy around his cock, from how your pussy makes loud, lewd squelching noises — ones that he’ll commit to memory so he can revisit them from time to time.
tears roll down your cheeks and you sob as you hold onto the counter as best as you can, back arching, hips rocking against him with a neediness you never knew you had. there’s a tightening in your stomach and your pulse skyrocketing as a flash of white practically blinds you. he watches the way your pussy keeps swallowing the length of his cock, and you finally fall over the edge, orgasm suffocating you with its intensity.
your cunt flutters around him, gummy walls soft and hypnotic, an addiction he never thought he’d have; breathing heavily, his muscles tense and renji groans something that suspiciously sounds like your name. the thought alone makes your face burn and warms your chest in a way that doesn’t make sense. and when he finally cums, he humps into you, cum thick and hot as it spills inside your pussy, mixing with your slick wetness. a completely messy affair, but he doesn’t care — it’s not his bathroom, after all.
legs trembling, you’re limp and incapable of movement, whimpering and whining until he finally pulls out of you.
renji runs a hand down his face, feeling spent but more than satisfied. suddenly his shoulders aren’t so tight and tense, and his mood is much more tolerable. you do your best to stand but almost fall — your legs are useless, turned to jelly because of the man behind you. he chuckles at that, then clears his throat once he realizes. he fully expected there to be a moment of awkwardness after, but it never comes. when he sees your face — lips bruised and swollen, face flushed, eyes glazed with a faraway look — he feels compelled to kiss you again. so, he does. it’s not sweet, nor is it tender, but it still makes your heart swell all the same. he holds you close as you wrap your arms around his neck, doing your best to keep standing, even though your legs are ready to give out.
you don’t know exactly what any of this means, but you do understand him a bit better now. he’s terrible with expressing himself, but you kind of like that about him; and maybe this isn’t the healthiest relationship, but life was uncertain and you’d take renji fucking you like it’s his last day alive over him openly hating you any day.
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