#renji x black reader

[backwzzds]

men who spread you open to tongue fuck the shit out of you. they’ll make sure to grab your pretty lips by the fold and spread them so wide open, the cool air in your room does wonders when it passes over your sensitive clit. you’ll moan at the response of the goosebumps forming over your skin, but they’ll just continue shoving their tongue in your pretty hole. it’d be an over exaggeration to say your hole was tiny. it was, but it always opened up so well for him. his tongue, his throbbing dick—your cunt always molded itself to fit around whatever piece of him belonged.

the way that you gaped in and out the more times he shoved his tongue inside you caught him in amazement. he’d hum in delight as he’d tongue fucked you, annoying giving his tongue the same treatment his delicious cock got any time it slithered between your plush thighs. you could feel every inch of his muscle prodding inside your own. he was so in love with you, there was no definition or privacy or boundaries when it came to you two. what was yours was his and what was his was yours.

he ate your pussy like it was a medal and he was the champion. after he was done with you, tongue and jaw locked from immensely fucking you in such dire conditions, he looked up at you with the entire bottom half of his chin completely soaked in the evidence of your arousal.

“mhm, you got some good pussy there, mama.”

REINER, TOJI, eren, JEAN, connie, RENJI, benimaru, SANJI, ACE, zoro, LUFFY, GOJO + any of ur faves

[tojiscumdumpster]

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။ knockout x renji abarai

✧ summary there’s no better way for renji to celebrate a big win than to spend the night with y/n.

✧ content warnings reader described as a black woman who uses she/pronouns. feisty!reader, chubby!reader x undergroundfighter!renji. modern au — no bleach verse. told in first POV — renji’s. mentions of stitches and bruises. usage of profanity, praise kink, cowgirl position, nipple play, facefucking — renji will finish in reader’s, squirting. terms of endearment — baby, sweetheart, angel, etc. reader and renji are in their late twenties.

✧ author’s note hello, hello. i am here with a fic that’s not jjk for once in my life, lmfao. this idea has been in my drafts since january 2023, and it was just sitting there collecting dusts on my old tumblr. but i said i was going to do more bleach characters, so here we go. first time writing renji, so if this ain’t how you see him, oops. still enjoy. also didn't really focus on the underground!fighter portion as much. but maybe i will if there's a next time. support me by liking, commenting, and reblogging this post. i would greatly appreciate it. AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS AND MINORS— DO NOT INTERACT.

I know she told me not to come by after the fight, but I needed to. 

 I won.

 I fucking won, and there’s no other way for me to celebrate winning ten thousand dollars than to be with Y/N.

 Well, that’s if she’s still not mad at me.

 Before I left for my match, we got into an argument. A huge one. She doesn’t like that I fight for a living, let alone illegal underground fighting. I mean—I get it. Seeing someone you care about constantly getting his ass beat isn’t a sight worth seeing. 

 But fighting is all I know. 

 I had a shitty childhood. Didn’t know who the hell my parents were since they gave me up at birth for adoption. Jump around in foster care homes until the mothers got sick of me and kicked me out in the streets. Survival was basically forced on me.

 Fighting is what kept me alive. For food. Clothes. A place to lay my head. Whether I lost or won, I know the reason why I’m alive today is because I’m a fighter. 

 It wasn’t until I was eighteen when I found out about the world of underground fighting. Ten years deep and I know nothing else. 

 Y/N knows this about me. She understands I didn’t have it easy and never judged me. But that doesn’t mean she agrees with my lifestyle. 

 She came to a few fights in the beginning. Eventually, she got tired of seeing me stitched up almost every weekend. 

 Shit, me too. 

 However, after tonight, I feel good about my future wins. I busted my ass in training, so now I don’t have to hear shit about anymore losses. 

 Even if right now I’m stitched up and have a black eye. I feel good.

 Great.

 Better if Y/N opens the door after keeping me waiting out in the cold for the past ten minutes. 

 I know she’s awake. She has a habit of staying up late, studying for med school. And plus, I haven’t messaged or called her yet. Despite her not showing up to my fights, she still wants an update afterwards that I made it out alive.

 “Y/N, let me in,” I say, knocking loudly on her apartment door. “You know I don’t care about making a scene.”

 After a few more obnoxious knocks, the door finally swings open and I am met with deep russet skin, tight curls, and chocolate-colored eyes that pierce an annoyed look in my direction.

 “What do you want?” She bites out. “I’m busy.”

 I smirk and hold the bag of money in the air. “I won.”

 “Congrats.” Her tone is flat and she tries to slam the door in my face, but I placed my foot to stop it from closing. “Seriously?”

 “Yes, seriously. Are you really still mad at me?” I teasingly ask. 

 “You won. I said congrats. What more do you want?”

 I shrugged. “I’m locked out of my apartment.”

 She arches a brow at me, already recognizing my bullshit ass excuse of being locked out of my apartment. 

 Y/N knows me. She knows I would do anything to be in her presence, so going back and forth in forty degree weather is pointless. 

 Her pretty brown hues travels across my face and body, examining the stitches and bruises that probably has her wondering, who the fuck treated him? 

 Me. But that’s besides the point.

 A deep sign escapes her mouth when she realizes I’m not going anywhere until she lets me in, so she opens her door wider and turns her back to me to walk further inside her apartment. 

 “Sit,” she orders, which I happily do so while chuckling to myself. 

 While Y/N goes to the bathroom (assuming she’s getting a med kit to fix my shitty patch job), I take advantage of staring at her round ass that’s barely covered in those tiny boy shorts. Every step she takes it jiggles, creating an ocean of waves I’m eager to swim in.

 I get comfortable while I wait, taking off my skully, sweater, and any other form of heavy clothing that would cause me to sweat in her heated apartment. 

 “I’m going to start charging you if you keep fucking coming to my apartment like this, Renji,” Y/N snapped, walking with the kit in her hand as expected. 

 “Outside of paying for your tuition, I can think of other ways to repay you.”

 She rolls her eyes at my suggestive comment. “Get over yourself, Abarai.”

 I let out a snort before she stands in front of me and tilt up my chin to start making work on my face. 

 She’s cute when she’s mad. Huffing and puffing while whispering slick comments under breath. But how she’s handling my face by moving it around with force rushes blood straight to my groin.

 I’m getting hard.

 Hard as shit, and it’s not helping that I’m in close proximity with her. 

 That jasmine lavender scent that circulates through my senses. Looking up at her full lips that’s coated with gloss. Then, lowering my gaze to her tits that’s big, naturally saggy, and pretty. My mouth is watering at the sight of her nipples hardening.

 And I don’t know if it’s because she feels that I’m checking her out or the coldness outside is affecting her. 

 Either way, I’ll act on it.

 Taking it upon myself, I grab the back of her thighs to pull her on my lap. As if she’s used to my antics, it doesn’t catch her off guard and she continues to clean up my wounds. 

 “You’re all bloody up with a black eye and somehow you still have the energy to be a pervert,” she retorts.

 I move one of hands to her ass, massaging comforting circles. “For you? Yeah.”

 The quiet between us was comfortable until she opted to speak again. “So… who’d you fight?”

 “Some huge motherfucker. I thought I was going to die.”

 She leans back to grab more alcohol and dabs it above my brow. “Maybe that’s what needed to have you stop fucking fighting.”

 I throw my head back to laugh, but she grabs my chin to bring my face forward. “Like you want me dead.” My hands creep beneath her cheeks to pull her closer to me and apply more pressure to my cock. “That’s what you want?”

 “That came out my mouth, Abarai?”

 “Why are you still mad at me?” 

 She scoffs. “Why am I mad that you’re practically coming to me everyday with a busted face and broken ribs?” That’s one thing I love about Y/N—her feisty personality. It turns me on so fucking much because I know when I fuck her, it’ll be a different story. 

 Continuing, she says, “I think I would be a little more satisfied if you did this professionally as opposed to underground. Underground doesn’t come with insurance, Ren.”

 “Aw, you care about me that much?” My question was supposed to be posed as a joke, but the look on her pretty face says otherwise. 

 “Fucking asshole. I don’t know why I still deal with your ass.”

 “Probably because you love me.”

 “Probably not.”

  Gripping her hips, I pull her with me and lean back into the headrest of the couch. We’re inches away from our mouths cooling and I take advantage of this proximity by basking in her sweet smelling breath and beauty. 

 Simply because Y/N exists, my cocks hardens for her. Holding her in my arms. Feeling her pussy against my erection and breasts suffocating pressed on my chest. Girlfriend or not, she’s mine.  

 And she knows it. 

 I can see how she looks at me, even when mad, that she cares and loves me. Y/N is a tough girl. I can only imagine what she’s been through. Still, she manages to soften up just for me. 

 We never made it official since she doesn’t approve of the underground shit, but that doesn’t mean I’ll ever stop asking. 

 “So when are you going to say yes to being my girlfriend?” I whisper.

 She tries breaking from my embrace, but I tighten my grip. “Renji…”

 “You feel my dick pressed against you, right? It only makes it harder when you say my name like that, Y/N.”

 “Be real with me… will you keep doing this shit forever?” Her eyes waver as she awaits my answer and I can’t help the guilt from pinging my chest. 

 “If it lessens my chance of being with you, no.”

 She searches my face for hesitance or deceit, however, she finds nothing because I meant what I said. Y/N is the only person that looks at me like I’m a human, and I wouldn’t let my obsession with fighting get in the way of our future together. 

 How she tucks her coil behind her ear and nips down on her lower lip shows me the bit of vulnerability she reserves for me.

 So—I take advantage of it. 

 In less than three seconds my lips were on hers. I take my time relishing those sweet, plump and plush, strawberry flavored lips.

 I can feel the skepticism from Y/N while kissing her, maybe because she’s trying to put on this show that she’s still mad at me. But soon, her rigid body melts into mine and returns the kiss. 

 Our heavy breaths mingle, increasing in speed the more aggressive we lock lips. She begins rolling her hips onto my cock and I let out a grunt, feeling the moisture of her pussy liquefying on me. 

 The slaps I leave on her ass are harsh, causing her to bite my bottom lip and suck it into her mouth. Y/N is so fucking aggressive it drives me nuts. She gives me a high and adrenaline not even a fight could give. 

 “Pull your dick out, Ren,” she orders through muffled moans and our kiss. 

 “Fucking bossing me around to give you cock? Not mad at me anymore?” Y/N ignores my taunt and works her hands between us to untie my sweats. I hiss at the feel of her cool hands engulfing my dick to give it a few pumps.

 She must not know what her touch does to me. She handles my cock like she owns it, and gosh, I fucking love that shit. My fingers gently tangle into her coils to deepen our kiss, but she soon gets up to strip her clothes.

 Fuck… Fuck, she’s so goddamn sexy. I’ll never get tired of her thick body, filled with soft dips and curves. I look at her, observe her like she’s an expensive piece of art hung up at a museum because that’s what I see her as. 

 Pretty pussy leaking arousal and I smirk to myself, thinking how she had all that attitude earlier while being wet for me like she didn’t want me inside of her.

 “You’re fucking beautiful. You know that?” I ask, massaging her tits and looking up at her. “You still have that attitude or are you going to come ride my cock like a good girl?”

 She gently pushes me back against the couch with her lips on mine and straddles my lap. “Depends on if you’re going to be a good boy and take this pussy.”

 “Shit, angel. I will.”

 Y/N hums while reaching around to align my cock with her sex. Two seconds later, she slowly sinks down my length until I’m buried into the hilt. That soft lingering fuck that slips past her pretty lips sounds sexy as hell and has my dick twitching in response.

 I can’t bust now. Not yet. Even if the tightness and heat of her pussy pushes me off the edge of a mountain. Her pussy is so warm, so fucking warm, fat, and wet. Gosh, I don’t ever think I can be without this pussy. 

 I throw my head back and savor this feeling, but Y/N had other plans for me. 

 “Remember to look at me when I’m riding you, Ren,” she coos. “Eyes on me, baby. I want you to see how much I love this dick inside my pussy.”

 Fucking Christ. “Tell me how much you love it while bouncing on me.”

 And she does just that. Telling me how big and girthy I am, that she’s sorry for giving me attitude and admits that she just wanted dick. But no. I want her to fuck me like she’s mad. I need that type of energy pumping through my veins after this win tonight. 

 I reassure Y/N and tell her to fuck me harder. Her pace quickens and slaps her ass fervently against my cock. I can’t stop moaning her name. The wet slippery noises coming from her pussy increases in volume and it creates a mess between us. 

 This is where I belong, deep in her pussy and feeling her walls squeeze the hell out of me. I don’t even hold her hips or waist. I relax comfortably with my arms sprawl over the top of her couch, watching how gorgeous she looks while fucking what’s hers. 

 “Oh, fuck, Renji,” she moans, tugging her lips inwards and lolling her head to the side in complete pleasure.

 Those perfect, full tits bounces in my face and I can’t help but stare and become mesmerized. Light marks that resemble tiger stripes decorated the valley of breasts. Her nipples, pebbled and straining underneath my gaze, look desperate for my touch.

 I take it upon myself to pinch them between my fingers and a soft shriek escapes her mouth, further arching her back. 

 Y/N keeps getting wetter by the second, every bounce she makes. And hearing her sticky arousal, I know and see how she’s creaming my cock.  Purposely, I sit myself on the couch, thrusting up in her a bit to feel my head hit her g spot.

 “Ren, help me little,” she begs through a whimper. “Fuck me back.”

 I caress her cheeks with the back of my head. “Yeah? You want me to help you, sweetheart?”

 “Please.”

 God, I love it when she’s needy for me like this. 

 In no time, my hands are at her waist and my thrusts meet with her jumping movements. Y/N isn't loud when it comes to her sounds of pleasure. Vocal, yes. But right now, her moans and whimpers are louder than usual. 

 It’s like she needed my dick inside of pussy just as much as I needed it. 

 I see the desire in her brown hues. I feel the heat radiating off Y/N’s skin while my fingers dig into her flesh, holding her in place to pound upwards into her pussy. 

 This is what I wanted—to fuck my girl after a well deserved win. And she’s going to congratulate me how I want. 

 My lips are at her neck leaving wet kisses and sucking her flesh until purple specks form. “Coming home to this good fucking pussy. Gosh, I love how you feel, angel. Going to fucking mean it now when you say congrats?”

 “Congratulations, baby,” she purrs, slamming harder on my cock. “You did good… so damn good, Ren.”

 I hum, dragging my tongue along her neck. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”

 Y/N continues to gasps out her pleas for me to fuck harder. I comply… I comply in helping my pretty girl come and savor the look when she washes over me. My grips are firm on her waist, betting that’ll leave marks when she wakes up the next poor, and drive my cock deeper into her pussy.

 I’m in pure awe. I feel my own releasing catching up to me the more I watch her take me. This is my woman. My fucking girl. I come home to this every night after every fight to hold her in my arms and fuck her. 

 Her name from my mouth sounds like a broken record when I moan her name. This fat, gushy, slick and tight pussy has this power over me. She won’t stop fucking squeezing me, I can’t prevent my face from growing hot. It’s intense how I feel right now, and it’s all because of Y/N.

 “Good, good fucking pussy. God, you’re so fucking good to me, angel face,” I rasp, pecking her lips. “You’re going to come for me?”

 “Yes, Renji, baby. I’m going to come. Keep giving me that dick. Please don’t stop, please.”

 “Put your fingers in my mouth.” She does quick with my command. I suck on her digits and coat them well with saliva before pushing them out of my mouth. “Now rub your clit, pretty girl. I wanna see you squirt everywhere.”

 Because she’s overwhelmed with arousal, Y/N stops bouncing on my cock and allows me to fuck her while she plays with clit. Her mouth hangs gape, drool slightly coating the side of her mouth and breathing heavily. 

 My balls slap her ass. My head kisses her soft cushion repeatedly. Her velvet walls transfer warmth to my cock and the bubble that rests in the pit of my stomach is on the verge of explosion.

 I’m about to come. Hard.

 But I need her to come first.

 “Fucking come for me, Y/N. Keep playing with that pretty pussy and moan my name,” I grit out, pushing past all my thrusts. 

 “Right there, Renji. Keep fucking me right there… I’m–oh, fuck–I’m coming.”

 She’s so pretty when she comes. Dark brown porcelain complexion, slick with sweat. Eyes rolling to the back of her head. Pussy clenching and unclenching around my cock. Moaning, whimpering my name back to back. 

She’s breathless. Flawless. I have this image of her painted perfectly in my mind. Watching Y/N come, makes me come, so I make quick work to pull her off my lap. And she knows exactly what I want–to fuck my release down her throat.

 Her mouth is as warm as her pussy, and I let out hitched breaths and harsh grunts when she swallows me whole. I’m relentless when forcing her head down on my cock as I facefuck her. The gurgling noises she makes are obscene. Pornogrpahic, even. 

 And what caused my come to shoot through her mouth is seeing that she’s still massaging her clit, eventually squirting all over her wooden floors. 

 My hips stutter and I throw my head back to moan into the air. “Fuck, Y/N! That’s my fucking girl. Look at you making a mess while choking on my cock and swallowing my come.”

 Y/N takes it upon herself to wrap her lips tighter around my cock and massage my balls, ensuring every single last of my nut has released in her mouth. I take it for a while, but I soon become sensitive, practically feeling my skin being sucked off.

 “Easy now, angel,” I say through an airy chuckle. I pull my cock out and her mouth echoes a pop sound. 

 She whines a little because I’m no longer in her mouth and it causes me to smirk because it wasn’t too long ago where she acted like she hated me. 

 My hand grasps her chin and guides it upwards to meet with my eyes. “You swallowed for me, Y/N? Open up.” She nods, sticking her tongue out. “Perfect.”

 “You’re going to fuck me again?” She asks, catching her bottom lip between her teeth.”

 Gosh, this woman will be the death of me.

tags: @dejwrld @hvshinas @diamondoidxx @xxjazzxx @thegirlwonder1 @ryukenzz @maiapuhpaia @elitesanjisimp @amyrahrose @sweetpeachies @abigolemess @linastired @diorsbrando @starrygetou @niya729 (if i didn't tag you it's because tumblr wouldn't have your user pop up)

[cindol]

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑? 𝐆𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒 ! 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐓

characters included : satoru gojo, connie springer, kinji hakari, abarai renji, itadori yuuji, kamo choso, fushiguro megumi, toji fushiguro, ryomen sukuna, hiromi hiriguma, kento nanami, suguru geto,

cw— Betty spaghetti is a reference to an old toy, small suggestive-ness, fluff

synopsis— the styles of black hairstyles jjk men adore on your hair

a/n- some cute hcs because I feel like we need more black love lately with how writers have been getting treated 🫶🏾

LOVES YOU IN JADED LOCS! The way they can go all the way down to your back and the pretty colors of pink or ginger they usually are with thick beads or jewelry is pretty to him. Half the time he’s looking at you or laying on you he’s toying at your locs wrapping them around his fingers with your approval. It always makes you giggle when he sniffs into them too.“I’m not a treat baby”

He just kept sniffing.“provin’ me wrong when you have this strawberry colored like Betty spaghetti hair.”

He always makes sure your jaded locs are up somehow to where your hair isn’t touching the nasty floor, it’s hard but he makes it work always tying them into funny mickey ears.

He loves when you get your jaded locs into their favorite call or match them with his hair color, always teasing you about it.“wanna be me so bad huh?”

⇡ CONNIE SPRINGER, SATORU GOJO, KINJI HAKARI, RENJI ABARAI,

LOVES YOU IN KNOTLESS BRAIDS! Everything about you is sweet to him and the colorful beads on your knotless braids was a 10/10 for him. Maybe a bit too sweet when he’s doing the usual couple stuff to you.

“so cute” kiss “just wanna eat you” kiss “and eat the beads off your hair” kiss “and eat your hair” kiss. It made you jump up with a chuckle pushing him away a bit by his chest. “down boy, it’s just hair. Don’t need you chewing away at my scalp now.”

⇡ ITADORI YUUJI, KAMO CHOSO, FUSHIGURO MEGUMI,

LOVES YOU IN CORNROWS! They may be simple to you and just a simple protective style but it’s pretty to him. When you explain it’s just a protective style or to make it easier to put a wig on he just scoffs chuckling.“don’t matter it’s still pretty, looks shiny and pretty.”

You just roll your eyes with a little smile.”That's just the oil baby.” He makes a mimicking puppet hand in response.”uhuh.. it’s still pretty plus, makes it easy to at least pull ya by the hair too.” He joked, making you gasp and slap him on the chest with a laugh.

⇡ TOJI FUSHIGURO, RYOMEN SUKUNA,

LOVES YOU WITH A SLICK BACK AFRO PUFF! He thinks it brings out your beauty but also makes you look like such a business lady when also in a business shirt and skirt. When he’s working with you in the workplace you may be just his co-worker but on breaks and you both are taking a water break he does a soft chuckle pointing at your puff.”cute puff.”

when it confuses you and you tilt your head he literally pushes his finger on your afro puff.

⇡ HIROMI HIRIGUMA, KENTO NANAMI, SUGURU GETO,

[s-sugustar]

﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Aizen Sosuke !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Renji Abarai !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Kenpachi Zaraki !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Ichigo Kurosaki !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Uryu Ishida !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Urahara Kisuke !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Shunsui Kyoraku !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Mayuri Kurotsuchi !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Ulquiorra Cifer !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Szayelaporro Granz !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Shuhei Hisagi !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Gin Ichimaru !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Kaname Tosen !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Byakuya Kuchiki !

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[wxxpingangxls]

big beefy men who would of course never lay a hand on you, but when it to eating you out? girllll this man would have you in 7 different positions in 7 minutes; each minute would be spent with you cumming on his tongue. holding you comfortably still each time as well. you could be on his face, on your knees, in a damn headstand, lying down, doing the splits on his face and he’d still hold you with security. and not only that, but this man can’t keep his hand to himself. when he’s eating you out his hands are everywhere but by his side. sometimes they’re even in your pulsing cunt. but most of the time, they’re either on your tits or spreading you further open for his hot and mean gaze.

+a/n; i got a question for you lot. if you had to choose between being dicked down till like you’re asleep or getting eating out until you on the verge of tears, and your feet are literally cramped not even from curling but from stretching out, and you’re teetering on the edge of pain and pleasure, all while your legs are convulsing and every touch to your thigh sends electrical rockets to your brain through your spinal cord; what would you pick?🤔 idk yall i prolly go with being eaten out but idk maybe that’s just me 🤷‍♀️

Renji, Shunsui, Shui Kong, Toji, Hakari, Higuruma, Choso, Nanami, Todo, Suguru, Aki, Reiner and anyone else 🩷

[luvlyycy]

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.

[krewekreep]

Baby Daddy Red Flags: Bleach Edition (😜🤍)

This one…this one for the sluts! 😭💕 I’m an old anime bitch like lemme get it out my system! (We gonna tag this #ToxicTalk lmaoo, this is a safe space)

(If you wanna know who we share 😒, I’ll add an asterisk or whatever. ((They still mine first 😂💝🫡)) (will update and repost with new additions, semi-live post)

***ICHIGO: Lemme get my baby daddy out the way. Biggest issues would be his availability before and after the kid. Probably got pregnant in a makeup sex situation anyway. Ichigo doesn’t seem to type to breakup but will say let’s break. Based on how selfless he is it also can be seen coming from him not being able to save his mom—so he may have a savior complex. It may seem valiant at first like “oh wow you became friends with Chad helping him with bullies? You became closer to Orihime (😒) after helping her grieve her brother? You’re such a good person!” Til you realize seniority is in place and when his friends call he drops whatever he is doing to go help. It’s been time, money, etc and increasingly his selflessness comes off as codependent. Like he can’t stop trying to make up for something that wasn’t his fault.

He will also randomly reserve to right to become reclusive. Not necessarily secretive but less energetic, talkative, or engaged. (You def realize your baby got some functional depression going on. Iykyk). Might not annoy you but the random times he doesn’t want to be touched or seemingly avoids you does hurt…but he sincerely comes back letting you know he was in a weird space etc.

Ichigo’s biggest yes or no is if you’ll be able to sometimes come second or third (likely til you marry and/or have kids with him.) His father and sisters are absolutely #1, his friends are #2, and his oath to the Soul Society and humanity at large is a consequence of him protecting the first two so that’s of course #3. See where I’m going? Even on your best days you might be upset he runs off to Rukia’s or Orihime’s aid. That he has to “save the world,”to save you too. Jealous types might really become frustrated with Ichigo. And tbh I don’t see him breaking out of his ways. He won’t see a need to because there’s real results of his good deeds in his life. He knows he’s saved lives, so he knows he can continue to—so will you be able to handle the fact his duty and mindset will be self sacrificing? I don’t know I think I’d tie him down with a baby and move on.

**KENPACHI: I fully accept and am attracted to his animalistic tendencies. I absolutely can admit that about myself 😭 but…realistically you’d def have to tell him he’s too rough during sessions. He’s grown up wayward, defensive, survival mode, stomach touching his back— during a time so seemingly historical and old who knows how bad the conditions of poverty were—most kids died if they simply weren’t rich and able to eat. Or turned to crime at extremely young ages or exploited….That’s just global history in real life. And the soul society is that much more complex and arduous. Kenpachi will be a man of few words but immense action. If you want someone who will open up even eventually that is not Kenpachi Zaraki. You will highly likely never know of his past because he will never say he is excruciatingly doing everything to never have to. And no, he won’t communicate ever if anything terrible is on his mind. Although kenpachi is coded as barbaric he really is just that protective—he’s as angry as he will be based solely upon someone’s proximity to him emotionally. You and Yaru will be so exclusively held in a regard he won’t even understand. Just the black hole of his awareness he’ll surpass anything to save y’all. He won’t speak on why Lady Unohana isn’t around anymore (new anime, manga lore). But again, when he ends up rough too many nights in a row you distance yourself from him. He can’t admit to you he disassociates and goes back to bad times. He can’t tell you your comfort and warmth makes him remember the times he needed it before—he doesn’t mean to hurt you but he lives for a fight. But he wants to stop making everything and everyone something to “conquer.” He’ll be a real deal handful and it will solely up to you to either tell him you can’t be with him until he figure shit out or you’ll stick beside him and work through it together. (In this case Yaru is the “kid” yall share, I see him being weary of birthing a child and being a dad in such a “visceral” way. Will have total abandonment trauma and just can’t see him getting over it completely to bring new life into a world he already sees the worst in tbh.) but in terms of “baby momma” treatment? Or your prioritized and protected best believe. 💕 he also will force you to learn combat cause you should be able to take care yourself too. Which might either be hot or burdensome. You’re gonna know how to fight. And tbh he might try to bring it into the bedroom on some weird let’s play fight shit so watch yourself. That’s a BIG MAN! 😭😂💕 “HA! Now that you know how do a few things why don’t you test it on me?” Big cheeky sneaky ass grin girl don’t fall for it!

BYAKUYA: This is the guy who will match your freak everywhere but in public. No PDA—actually don’t even look at him or try to talk to him in public…be professional. He will be joking with others and you’ll get upset saying “Hey! You let the other members of the society tease you?” And in private he’ll admit it’s just to keep up appearances and he hates it all. 😭 I think his biggest issue will be coming off fake or disingenuous or you’ll have a hard time sincerely seeing him cause he’ll be so different depending on where y’all are. People wouldn’t know he’s like a mom boyfriend who makes sure you eat, sleep, and keep up with yourself. Yes, he will absolutely unintentionally say something insulting like “This doesn’t suit you. Find something else.” And yes he will be very clearly on guard when in public. People will openly wonder why you’re with him tbh. Which will frustrate the both of you of which neither of you ever bring up to the other. Byakuya has lost a love before—he won’t talk about it ever. You MIGHT get something out of Rukia about it cause it was her sister but I doubt she’ll go super intimate about THEIR relationship cause she respects both his and her sister’s privacy. So you might be stuck on an eavesdropping side quest with Renji that amounts to nothing cause he’ll sense yall. He’ll be amused and somewhat touched you wanted to watch him work though. He’s usually the one keeping check or track of things so he’ll never say he likes that you peep on him and mind his business. You care about him and he knows he’s a bit unfair not allowing any PDA. But he so openly loved on Rukia’s sister he couldn’t help the shameful self imposed embarrassment once he had to walk the halls alone…Byakuya will be a very intentional, quiet lover. I doubt he’ll moan very much tbh unless he’s exhausted and allowing you to take care of him. Sometimes he’ll absolutely disappear all day into work. Other times he’ll be sure to direct his underlings to wait on you in his stead. He’s more manageable if you can accept his sometimes snarky, distant, super private ways. As a father he’ll be annoyingly big on exceptionalism and them being smart and talented. You’ll have to be sure he isn’t burdening your kid when you aren’t around. And you’ll have to be sure he doesn’t inadvertently impart his insensitive habits too. Likewise, you’ll ABSOLUTELY have to “deal or no deal” him about giving affection to your kid in public. You will absolutely have to go off and tell him it’s y’all or his image. And yeah now he’s holding both yall hands albeit defeated. 💕😭

AIZEN: Shit…girl (im black my “girl…” is gender neutral don’t be annoying 💕) you already know what it is. Yandare, selfish, self righteous, MEAN, EVIL…but fine and rich as fuck. 😔🫤 it will be a doozy to be with this one. You literally have to know and accept what you getting into bestie. I can’t even warn you, you know! 😭 but seriously if your an aizen bias you accept him as is 😭 psycho ass. So I wanna just write how’d he be as a baby daddy. Now not to get…too mature…but if you happened to be someone captured/kidnapped by him and pregnant…baby you is a victim! BUT ITS FANFIC SOOO if you were the captured baby momma that’s in his realm with him…well girl you in the realm lord you stuck. “Can I go to the human world?” “For what?” “Uh, sun?” “Humph what do you need sun for…” He’ll look down at your crying child and be like “Ugh okay whatever but Grimmjow is your chaperone.” And you won’t care cause Grimmjow lets you run off and live life. Which Aizen knows but the minute you aren’t overtly scared and submissive to him he’ll lose his weird sense of “power.” You’re man crazy bestie. He’s definitely someone you won’t talk back to until you’re a parent and equally going to advocate for your kid. He’ll realize and laugh to himself “Their not really submissive at all…little minx…” and hold you in completely new regard. “So you took me as is because you wanted to?” He’ll start thinking shit that confuses him and decide to randomly kill a grunt to distract himself like no he’s not gonna reflect into a better person. 😂 you’ll have everything you want cause you can’t go nowhere 😭. Mind you yes the sex is mind blowing so you sadly do take what positives are there…his eyes don’t fall sexually to anyone but you. His body doesn’t respond certain ways to anyone but you. And as you stand next to him more and more he’s leaning into you and your baby’s energy rather than tryna to overtake yall with his. Just don’t speak about the change and it’ll be fine. The minute you tease or openly acknowledge his becoming softer and less controlling you’ll ruin all the progress you made. Let him feel like he’s in control or whatever.

New Additions (1):

Hitsugaya: (adult of course) Hitsu will be a blend of Byakuya and Ichigo. The best aspects of him will be how attentive and actionable he is about his love for you. But — he will shy away from PDA and sometimes have moments of separated solitude. Unlike Byakuya, he will absolutely open up to PDA, just will never be the initiator of it. Maybe grab your hand at the end of the day to hurry back home or stare at you as long as he can while he observes your dutiful working. He’ll be shy always which keeps your love feeling young and refreshed. You’ll always be able to make him blush and unlike Ichigo, he’ll warm up to you imposing yourself on his alone time. He’ll be big on love making and planning when to have a child so it will be less spontaneous. He’ll have the baby registry and wishlists prepared, printed, and passed out to members of the Soul Society. He’ll enjoy trips to the human world to acquire new toys and trinkets for your baby.

As a baby daddy he’s almost too protective. You wonder what he’s been through as he’ll have a firm grip of your hips as you cradle your child. He’ll have a habit of looking at your baby and then between the both of you stunned at how he can see the perfect blend of your features on your child’s face. He’ll be very close to a simp honestly (which I’m a fan of) and be at your beck & call no matter the hour. Definitely the dad to tell you don’t worry about tending to the little one, keep resting cause he knows how tired you get. He’s honestly the perfect idea of a new father as he’ll be bumbling a bit but with so much to prove. I realize I kinda didn’t write red flags cause I truly see Hitsu adjusting to parenthood and a long term relationship the best. Only thing I can think is that he’ll be overtly willing to sacrifice himself for your family’s safety. So any massive issue in the Soul Society will make your heart sink a little because while he’s capable he’s been in enough life threatening predicaments to cause ample, appropriate worry. He’ll be hard to break out of working I think until your child starts schooling which could be frustrating cause he’ll overcompensate parenting in lieu of his work commitments. Overall, I think he’d be the baby daddy with the least to really worry about.

Renji: Oh lord— all tea, all shade this man will STRUGGLE. « What do you mean the baby is hungry AGAIN ? You just breastfed! WAIT DO NOT PULL YOUR TIT OUT IN PUBLIC WOMAN ! » He’ll have a hard time adjusting to your freedom as a breastfeeding mom for sure (if you choose to). Work ? What’s work? One thing you can count on is that he will absolutely commit to being a family man and even a stay at home dad. He’ll take all his PTO or even « quit » (basically will say don’t call me to help unless the Soul Society is about to die.) He will wait on you hand & foot because he can’t imagine how much your body and mind has gone through and the strength it takes to be so tired but smile and laugh with him and your kiddo. But, he may end up a bit controlling about you leaving the house without him. He’ll either become a sad puppy or an angry old man. « Baby…what do you mean you want me to stay home ? 😓🥺 » or «  Woman, what did I tell you about going out without me ? What if a crazy person tried to rob you ? » You laugh at him always being some level of dramatic but it may get annoying how clingy and worried he’ll become. You’ll have to remind him you lived this long for a reason…and plan to live longer, so he can chill out sometimes cause his worried nature worries you…you might benefit from guilt tripping him into apologizing and giving you a breather on leaving the house. But just know someone is watching over you. Renji would be a great cook or a terrible cook who improves over time. He might be great at catching the baby right when they poop or…end up shat on rushing to a sink. I really see him either being weirdly good at being a dad or definitely suffering from the learning curve.

Your baby will definitely be conceived in a wild love making, (maybe rough, passionate sex) session. And you’ll catch him blushing when he holds your baby and looks at you remembering the night you had. You’ll be the type to walk in on them sleeping crazily on the sofa, his arm instinctively holding your baby firm. He’ll be grateful to not have to jump up to go to work honestly. His biggest red flags will be being overbearing, needy, and likely requiring a lot of overt reassurance. (Which isn’t necessarily a red flag given he just will want to be a really good dad and partner.) Otherwise he’ll become a stubborn dad who will try (and fail) to « put his foot down. » Which will likely result in him sleeping on the sofa…💕

[apollostears]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ！︎ʽ︎ 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢

‥︎ uhh idk what to call this. a blurb ? KEEP READING !

‥︎‥︎‥︎ ANGST

“i’ll change” he always said. in the beginning the words sounded promising—︎legit. now, as she catches him in yet another lie, “i’ll change” wretches itself from his chapped lips. the words fall with a loud thud on the cool tile beneath them. the weight of the untold lie weighing it down. she hears it. the same way you can hear when a bowling ball drops on a hard ground. he hears it too. but its a different sound. its the sound of something expensive begin bulldozed to the ground, shattered into unsalvageable pieces. it was the sound of her heart breaking, because she knew what he meant. “i’ll change, but not for you.”

…︎…︎…︎ ❛︎ toji, hawks, sanemi, suna, renji, ichigo, trevor belmont, eren + whoever else ❜︎

[ichigosluvrr]

Would y'all hate me if I said I wish Ichigo was with Rukia🫣???

Idk y'all, it's just that him and rukia have more chemistry than him and Orihime (I never really shipped Ichigo x Orihime in the first place😭)

[blond3ang3l]

My fav Pintrest couple post as random characters!!

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Happily showing off your fiancé Soap on insta-

Being clingy with Blasian! Renji-

Dominican! Laxus taking pics of you sleeping-

Toji coming home to you after a really long day-

[iluffyouxo]

𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 || 𝚝𝚘̄𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘̄ 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚢𝚊

What exactly do you do when the world falls at your feet? When your freedom is slipping from your fingertips? And no one around you is on your side?

I pace through my room as these unbearable thoughts race through my head. My nails dig deep into my arm until I feel the tiniest trickle of warm blood, and I momentarily hoped the cut wouldn’t scar.

There was a slight moment where I felt like I couldn’t breathe, my vision blurred despite my efforts not to cry, but—before an inevitable panic attack could fully emerge from the twisting pang in my chest—there’s a rapping at my door.

Abruptly halting the tears on my cheeks and the blood running down my palm. I sniff, “Who is it?” My voice rang small in my ears. “Hey, can I come in?” The words were muffled and hard to understand but I knew that unmistakable voice anywhere.

“Renji…?” I slowly opened my door and peaked my head through the crack. However, my brother had taken it as an invitation to push the door against me and welcome himself inside my room.

His back faces me when I turned around to gaze upon him curiously, “What’re you doing here? Shouldn’t you be studying with Rukia and Ichigo at this hour?” Renji only looks at me over his shoulder, “What’re you talking about? It’s almost nighttime, Jakuchō.” With wide eyes my head whips to look out the window to find the night sky closely upon us. Had I truly been moping in my room for hours?

My stare travels downward at the bareness of my feet. “I could’ve sworn it was still the afternoon,” I murmured to myself.

I hear the light steps of Renji walking towards me before his feet—clad in white sneakers—are displayed in my sight. He sighs and pulls me into his chest. “Jakuchō…are you okay…?”

That question, oh, those mere painful words are what I desperately did not want to hear. Especially from my younger brother. Despite our significant age difference of five and a half years, he was much more stronger than I (perhaps due to the fact that he is a boy), I am reprimanded to no end how my younger siblings are better than I.

I had to keep up the façade that I was fine despite receiving such horrid news from father earlier in the day—now proven to have been much later than I had anticipated—I nodded my head yes. “Of course I am—“ But, the fresh tears I felt ruined what little pride I had left, “—not. How could I be? I am to be wed to a man I barely even know. And he’s younger than me, at that!”

I scoff between cries, “Father is disposing of me as if I’m some sort of harlot who’s brought her family to ruin.”

“Well, of course, you hussy,” a high pitched voice cackled behind me, “You brought ruin to us long ago…being born out of wedlock and showing up on our doorstep years later will do that.” I turn in Renji’s grasp to be met with the basis of my torment for all these years. The youngest and the favorite of the Abarai children: Abarai Akari.

Renji snarls as I open my mouth to bite back at her words, “Who the hell asked you Akari?” She ignores him and, much like Renji, she solicits her own welcome into my bedroom.

“An illegitimate child should be wedded off as soon as she’s of age as to not hinder her family any further, isn’t that only fair? Mother and father gave you a roof over your head so you wouldn’t be alone in the world when that whore died—serves her right.” Akari cackles at her words as I glare at her.

“You evil wench!” Her words, suddenly, holds venom as she began to yell at me. “Father should’ve turned you down into the mud! Now he’s seen his mistake and I’ll be the rightful heir to his company!” Akari points and cackles maniacally.

Renji finally lets go of me with a huff, “Wouldn’t I be next in line?” Akari scoffs, flipping her hair over a dainty shoulder, “Oh, please, you’re far too stupid to handle a business; you’re better off going to the military than making the family bankrupt.”

With a sly smile across her pale face she twirls around to leave. “Please, you two, do good by the Abarai name and make me an only child.” It was only when her obnoxious guffawing echoed through the hall that I realized I hadn’t gotten a word in through her maddening monologue.

Renji and I turn to each other in disbelief. “I fucking hate her; how the hell is she our little sister with that horrible attitude?” I laugh, “I suppose she gets it from you, Renji, and your friends.”

“What!? We don’t talk to each other that way!” I shrug, “You could’ve fooled me.”

And it was in that moment that I could almost laugh at the situation thrust upon me. But, an arranged marriage was truly no laughing matter. The pitiful churning in my stomach made sure I was aware of that fact.

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The next morning there’s a light knock on my door, but it was loud enough for me to stir in my sleep. I peak an eye open and look over at the door. “Yes?”

My voice was hoarse, giving away the long night of crying I had. I’m met with blue hair and a friendly smile when the door creaks open. I sit up in surprise and grin, “Hoshiko!”

“In the flesh.” She returns my grin. Suzuki Hoshiko was a childhood friend of mine and one of the people who were by my side as I transitioned from a baker’s daughter with no prospects or connections to her name to the reclaimed eldest of an established family whom was found to be born out of a secret relationship a few years prior to my father’s own arranged marriage.

“Wait, wait, wait—so, your parents are marrying you off to the second son of Hitsugaya Akimitsu? No gotdamn way.” Despite her disbelief I give her a disheartened nod. “Yeah…way.”

Hoshiko’s shocked expression softens and she quickly pats my leg. “I’m so sorry Jakuchō, I thought your dad had finally accepted you.” I sigh, “I thought he did, too.”

“I’m telling you, it’s that brat and her mother’s idea. You ‘taint’ their pale family with your brown skin. But, I promise, there’s no denying that you’re his, not with that bright ass red hair. You, ma’am, are an Abarai through and through.”

We laugh at that. Hoshiko was truly the friend I needed to see right now. She tends to remind me of happier days.

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“Ms. Jakuchō, you look absolutely stunning,” my only personal maid, Hana, gazed upon me with an admirable glint in her eye.

Today was the day I was meant to formally meet my future husband—a man I had only ever seen from afar. I was required to dress my best and, I had to admit, Hana did not disappoint. After all, as a homebody, she seizes any opportunity to dress me up.

The dress was midnight blue with a large slit on the right side and pooled at my heeled feet. It had a corset bodice and thin straps that tied at the top. And the skirt held a sheer thin layer that shimmered like stars when I moved. “I didn’t even know I owned such a beautiful dress.”

Hana grinned, “You didn’t; your father bought the dress as a gift.” I turned to her, “Wha—really?” She nods profusely in her excitement. I smiled despite the sadness I felt. “I guess he really is trying to rid of me.”

She sends me a pathetic look that causes me to shiver. That look was worse than anything Akari could ever say to me. “Oh, dear, is that what you think…?” Hana looked as if she had more to say but was abruptly cut off by Renji entering the room.

“Just a heads up,” he points towards the open door, “the Hitsugaya family is outside; mom, dad and Akari are waiting for us in the foyer.”

I inhale and nod, “Okay…let’s go.” Renji holds out his arm once we reach the top of the grand stairs and I take his bicep into my hand and the curled sweet cherry wood railing into the other. My father, stepmother and Akari were all familiar faces that met us at the bottom of the steps, and with them were four men and two women—all of whom varied in age.

Three brothers, one sister, a mother and a father. They were all to be my in-laws in due time. All but one, he was to be my potential husband. Hitsugaya Tōshirō. The second eldest son of the infamous Hitsugaya clan. A reclaimed name spoken with the highest regard here in Yokohama—and neighboring cities.

Their name has been one of the richest since the Edo period due to the head of the family (who was a woman at the time) who came across an abandoned mine of jewels on her long journey across the countryside. And they’ve resided in Yokohama ever since.

I bow with my brother in greeting and smile, “Good evening, I’m Abarai Jakuchō, the eldest.” Renji points at himself with a self-satisfied grin, “And I’m Abarai Renji, the second eldest and best looking.”

My eye twitches at Renji’s antics and I elbow him as discreetly as possible. “Please, excuse my brother,” I speak through my grin.

Akari takes this opportunity to cut in, “Our dear brother lacks the proper etiquette, that education went to me.”

“Hey! I do not!”

I sigh. This is going to be a long night.

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Once the Hitsugaya’s were able to introduce themselves the party immediately flocked to the dining room, and I could tell Akari’s mom had put a lot of thought into the dinner she ordered our chiefs to make.

Fruit salad, miso soup, sushi, baby bok choy, tamagayaki, katsudon, edamame tofu and, for dessert, cheesecake and sake. All the known favorites of our esteemed guests.

And through the laughter and talks of wedding cake I couldn’t help but notice how silent Tōshirō fell, even with his own family. He seemed cold and distant and uptight. All the things I noticed about him when our eyes first met at my belated sixteenth birthday ball.

Even five years later he remained the same. However, he was significantly taller than me now and his hair had gotten longer. And his eyes a lot more thin and hooded, it made his face more masculine and mature than how rounded they were the last time we had met.

His looks are one thing but if he refuses to speak, how else am I supposed to get to know my future husband? How am I supposed to know who Tōshirō is outside of his surname?

A name I may soon carry…

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After dinner the men went off to the den to discuss God knows what (excluding Renji who decided to sneak out and meet Rukia) and the women waltzed to the parlor. Much like Renji, though, I excused myself to have a breather outside in the garden.

There was only so much gossip I could handle. That was very much so Hoshiko’s territory.

The moon was full and shone bright tonight in the midst of a starless sky. A few birds chirped and a little ways away I could hear the calming waterfall of the fountain. The night was peaceful.

“You don’t have to marry me, y’know.” A deep voice sounded behind me. I gasp and whip around to see Tōshirō walking up to me, hands cast inside his slacks’ pockets. Whatta cool guy, huh? I sarcastically remark in my head.

I turn back around and sigh, “I’m a burden to this family. It’s better off if I wed into a well-off family and create a tie between us. It’s the most useful thing I can do…I suppose.”

And even to my own ears I didn’t sound very confident in my words. “Who’re you trying to convince? Me…or you?”

Another sigh escapes my lips as he sits down on the bench beside me. I glance down at my quivering hands. It was starting to get chilly out. “I—I don’t even know.”

“Well, here’s a simple question: do you want to marry me?”

I glance up at him, he was already looking down at me, and I laugh, “I don’t even know you, sir.” He smirks, “Yes, you do.”

I shake my head and look at him fully. “No, I don’t. I know your name. I know of you. But, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. So, why would I want to? This is purely out of duty and obligation.”

A pained expression flashed across his features momentarily before he’s sitting up straight with a slight tilt of his head. “Then, let’s get to know each other, and if you don’t like me, we’ll call off the wedding.”

I blink. “What…?” He tsks and sits back against the bench, “Let’s postpone the arrangement and date. If you don’t at least like me by the end of December, we’ll call off the engagement.” December? That’s eight months from now.

“What about you? If you don’t like me, will you call it off?” He grins up at the moon, “Impossible. I’m the one who proposed this engagement in the first place.” My eyes grow wide and I audibly gasp, “You—what?”

He turns his gaze back towards me and it was then that I noticed his eyes were a deep shade of turquoise. The complete opposite of the brown irises of the rest of his family. They were pretty…he was pretty.

“I like you already, have for the last five years, I think.” Eh!? Since my birthday ball? We didn’t even speak back—oh, wait…

“Back when we danced in the garden together…? I helped you get away from all those girls,” I chuckle at the forgotten memory. “Ah—so, you remember. Do you remember what you told me back then?”

“…That I’d be your fake fiancé whenever you needed.”

Tōshirō leans in close, our lips damn near touching, “So, how about we make it official? Let’s date.”

I grin, “Alright, fine, and after seven months, I’ll give you my answer.” He returns my grin and I suppose that I might not need to wait until December after all. And just then I feel something cold grace my arm.

When I look up the moon is covered with dark clouds and snowfall begins to adorn the rose bushes. “What? Snow? It’s the middle of Spring.”

Tōshirō chuckles in my hear and the tresses of his white hair tickles my neck. He had rested his head upon my shoulder. “I guess winter came back early.”

Oh, this boy isn’t going to be good for my heart. I can already feel my resolve wavering. Is it too late to take this deal back?

I might fall in love too quickly.

[backwzzds]

ೃ⁀➷ touch me feel me, renji abarai (nsfw)

renji helps you relax after a long day at the nursing home.

for @roronoaswifey 🫶🏾🫶🏾

you huff out a deep breath as you finally open the door to your apartment. with a close of your eyes, you begin to feel yourself swaying back and forth in near collapse, but almost jump when you feel a familiar large set of hands support you.

“renjiii, don’t touch me, i have old people piss & shit over me,” you whined, shrugging your husband off of you. “i’m sweating, i stink, i feel disgusting.

renji frowned before embracing you again. “i missed you.”

you turn your head and peck his lips before leaving your dirty shoes by the front door and begin walking barefoot to your bathroom. “i know baby, but i need to shower first. that 16 hour double really fucked my back up.”

renji nearly winces at the sound of your back cracking for comfortability. but still, he ignored your previous protests and continues to place small kisses at the nape of your neck as you undressed out your scrubs. he’d lick you in dirt if you’d let him. some sweat didn’t bother him.

“i’ll run you a bath. then lemme give you a massage afterward, mama.” his voice is so convincing. all you wanted to do was collapse and fall asleep, but it would be a cold day in hell before you sat on any piece of your furniture in your contaminated work clothes. renji picks up your scrubs and places them in your work hamper set to wash in the morning.

finally, you give in with a bare nod as renji makes his way over to the tall white tub. running piping hot water just the way he knew you liked, you’re in the bath in two minutes. you sink to your bottom and tiredly rest your cheek against the base of your knee. renji notices how you’re so exhausted, you forgot to put your braids up so they wouldn’t get wet. grabbing pieces of your hair, he ties it up in a makeshift bun atop your head, to which you thank him with a mutter.

“bad day mama?” he asks as he began soaping your back with your washcloth. you let out a deep breath for the millionth time. you were just so happy to be home with him now. from the quietness of your response, he already knows your answer. “what happened baby?”

“so much shit. this shift was more traumatizing than the last. some old bitchy aide reported me to the nurse for a small mistake of leaving a trash bag in a room and i just kept making a bunch of mistakes today. i’m already an outcast because of how new i am to this shit, so this just makes it all much more embarrassing,” you admit it. “i don’t really wanna talk too much on it, ‘fore i get pissed off. that okay?”

renji looks at you as you turn to him with sad eyes. he gives you an adoring smile as he kisses your ear. “you just worked 16 hours. wouldn’t be expecting no different shit from you,” he teased with a small laugh from you. “just remember, everyone starts from somewhere. at the end of the day, you have a bigger goal to reach after school and most of that shit just stems from jealousy. a lot of older people don’t like seeing younger ones win or get bread. it’s fucking crazy.”

you giggle at his words, slowly feeling the stress leave your body. leaning against renji’s arm on the side of the tub, you run your pruny fingers across the terrain of his multiple tattoos. with soft eyes, you turn your head to face him once more.

“still wanna give me that massage?”

and that was how you ended up with your back to the mattress, getting between your legs ate out like no tomorrow. you always knew renji ate pussy. it was one of the reasons you got and stayed with him. but to say he was average at doing so—would be one of the biggest lies ever told.

“oh,” your voice is barely audible as your each up to stare down at the scene before you. a full head of red hair is busy obstructing your view as you can only see the side of renji’s face while he eats you out. “right there.”

you don’t have it in you to scream, you don’t have it in you to do too much. all you could do was cry and whine. your entire body is moisturized and glistening with cocnout oil with exception to your pretty pussy that’s being devoured by your husband.

“renji,” you let out, mind too confuzzled from the intense pleasure from your lower half to form any proper words. “t-that feels s-so—fuck daddy,” you bite your lip so hard, you swear you feel blood drawing from the pricked skin.

“feels good baby?” renji’s deep voice sends vibrations between your thighs as you nearly suffocate him from squeezing so tight around his head. he couldn’t blame you, you were a head squeezer as much as he was a head pusher.

“so good, ‘m gonna cum soon,” you cried, watching the euphoric scene unfold beneath you. renji licked long stripes up the base of his cunt before spreading your fat lips open to get a better view of your soaked clit already beginning to coat itself in white. to make matters better worse, renji slipped in a long and slender middle finger into your entrance, slowly pumping in and iut of you.

you begin to feel his digits curl in and out of you as he continues working around your creamy clit. it’s inevitable for your hands to immediately fly to his maroon red hair, wavy strands damp from helping you out in the bath.

your knees are folded so far back behind your head, the dangling jewelry of your belly piercing is digging deep into your skin as you threaten to collapse your legs along renji’s own back. “can’t—can’t hold it,” you’re breathing heavily, unsure on whether or not you can contain your orgasm.

renji hums at the sweet spot between your legs and continues at his slow pace. he was gonna take his time with you tonight. he knew how hard you worked, and only wanted nothing but the best treatment he could give you for the night. the pleasure wasn’t his, but instead yours.

within seconds, the devious redhead is kissing your clit, still working wonders on you. 11:59 by elijah blake is now playing lowly through your shared room as you grip the bedsheets beside you. renji uses his free hand to slowly slide up your body, making sure to touch every aspect of your curvaceous terrain.

without the use of his eyes, his hands immediately find home to one of your breasts, and he grabs the fat flesh in his hand, squeezing it contently. he removes his touch from you to spread your lips open once more, deciding to turn the heat up just a bit.

“renji!” you’re gasping when you feel his tongue poke your open hole. that was enough to send you creaming all over his face, milky white arousal coating his long tongue diving in and out of you. “please please, right there, i’m cumming, i’m cumm—“ your boyfriend ignores your exasperated cries as your legs tremble around him.

an hour later, he’s still going and by now you’re on your fourth orgasm. renji never joked around when he said he ate pussy for his pleasure. and not just any pussy—your pussy. the man could eat you out for hours on end then fall asleep like a baby without ever expecting anything back from you in return. he proved himself right every time he got between your plush thighs and ate you out like your pussy was his last meal on death row.

renji comes up from between your legs for the first time in a while. “c’mon ma, you can cum one more time for me. make a mess on my face baby, you deserve it.” a taunting smirk is rested upon his face as he admires the reaction he managed to have on you.

your entire body felt like it was going through shock. how could him eating your pussy soft and slow make you feel like a thousand volts of electricity where running through your bloodstream? you can’t even remember the trouble you went through earlier that day at work by the time you’re finally squirting along his face, completely done and overstimulated.

your mouth is held wide open in an o position as your breath gets caught in your throat. you can’t find the breath to speak as you continue releasing yourself all over renji, who, in turn is basking in your arousal like a child at a waterpark. tears flow from your dolly eyes as you finally feel all energy suck out of you like a vacuum.

by now, renji is doing his last rounds and licking you up completely clean. he always managed to get you so fucked out whether it was with his dick or with his fingers and tongue alone. by the time you’re pretty much wiped up clean, your man presses kisses along the brown terrain of your body. your braids are long gone out your bonnet by now, and you’re sure that your sheets were next in line to wash.

renji’s voice is sensual and low as he comes back up to you and looks down in your eyes with love and lust clouding his pupils. running his large hand down your breasts and giving it a comforting rub, he asks you, “you finally forgot about all that shit that got you worked up at your job earlier?”

the nod on your head isn’t enough to hide your smile as you throw your leg over him and finally knock out for the night.

[gloryhrs]

⟡ 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒! ━━ 「 Renji Abarai. 」

you call the shots, babe i just wanna be yours. — Arctic Monkeys.

꒰ 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. → 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 '𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬' ꒱

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 wishes he could erase himself from existence right now. He hated his feelings and how they got to his head to the extent that he couldn't even think properly. He couldn't believe how romantic he felt about a man! "I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s normal to have a crush! Besides, Y/n is cute!" Rukia pinched the cheek of Renji who slapped her hand away and rolled his eyes. "Will you stop talkin' so loudly?" Anyone can hear you!!" He continued to fan her hand away with an annoyed expression on his features. Since the black-haired lieutenant noticed Renji's behavior around the man who was seated under the fourth division, she refused to let go. The teasing had no end! "Do you remember when he was given the responsibility of taking care of you? You almost lost it!" She cracked up at the memory of Renji passing back out when he realized you were taking care of him.

Renji tried to ignore the way his once pale cheeks started to turn red with embarrassment, instead of responding to teasing, he kept walking while ignoring Rukia. Despite his attempt to deny it, his heart was beating for you. You were so . . . perfect. He loved your dark and shiny curls, the same ones wanted to he ran his through. He loved your dark skin mottled with freckles and the way he wished to be the one to place kisses on it. He wanted to be the only one to give passionate kisses on your plump two-tone lips that masked your beautiful smile. He wanted to be the one who wakes up by your side each morning and gives you sweet morning kisses. Renji didn’t have a crush, he was in love! "There he goes!~" Rukia bumped arms with the red-haired male who stood frozen in his spot. Renji saw that you were carrying the pile of papers in your hand while your curls were tied in a ponytail was bounced with you.

Once your soft doe eyes took a look in their direction, Renji sensed an arrow shoot through his heart. "Hi, Rukia! Hey Renji!" You smiled and greeted the duo, almost knocking the papers out of your hand. "Hello, Y/n!" Rukia waved at once while Renji continued to short-circuit. He noticed that your hair was longer than when he last saw you. You were a beauty! "H–Hi Y/n! I love your hair today!" Renji cursed himself at the way his voice was cracking at the sight of the handsome male passing by. Renji watched as your smile widened, the thumping making itself heard more and more loudly in his chest. "Thank you, Renji! You’re looking handsome today as well." You gave him a wink, which almost knocked him unconscious. After leaving their sight Renji immediately put his back to the wall and slid down, with a loving smile plasticized over his face.

"He's so. . ." He couldn't finish his sentence as he sighed with joy, his red-tinted cheeks getting hotter every second. Rukia made fun of the sight of the love-sick man Rukia pointed and laughed at the man who had his hand on his chest while sighing profoundly. Just like those head-over-heal guys in the sappy romance movies. "I will! But not today, tomorrow or another time. But I'm going to confess!" He rested his knees to his chest as Rukia sat beside him. "Well, you better hurry up! I heard a lieutenant has their eyes on him." She struck him in the shoulder. The sentence made Renji panic, who had their eyes on you?! Was it Kira? Hisgai? Rangiku? Hinamori? "What? Who? You gotta tell me!" He caught Rukia by the shoulders and began shaking her uncontrollably, almost giving the black-haired girl whiplash.

"I don't know, take it easy! I heard them talking about it a few days ago!" Rukia had trouble speaking as she pushed her hands off her shoulders. "For this reason I will help you confess!" You need to make your move now!" She turned her hand in fists with a spirit of determination that keeps her alive. She wouldn't let her best friend get all gloomy on a guy he was afraid to confess! Renji wavered a little before nodding his head, "Fine! But don’t mess this up or embarrass me." He huffed. He couldn’t stand the thought of someone taking you and calling you theirs. "Okay! Let’s get started."

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 you sure this is necessary?" Renji complained while Rukia was still fastening the tie around his neck. "Yes! You’re going to win him over in this suit." She finally tightened the tie once before she went to his hair and removed the tie. "Not to mention your hair will make him faint!" she smiled as she braided his hair. Renji sighed, he was very thankful for Rukia but he didn't want to frighten you. He just wanted to tell you how he was feeling without doing any . . . this. He played with the flower tied to his suit until Rukia finished with his hair. Having completed the last braid, she gave him the bouquet of roses.

"Do I look good?" Renji stood awkwardly with the flowers in his hands, he’d never done this before and felt like a weird teenager going to the annual school dance for his crush. "You look great! Remember the instructions I gave you and Y/n will be your boyfriend by midnight." She patted him in the back and started heading for the exit. "See you afterwards, Renji. Have a good night with your boyfriend!" She winked and grinned at the male’s flustered reaction, he knew what she meant by that. Once she closed the door behind her Renji tried to calm himself down. What if you reject him? What if you don’t show up? What if someone already confessed to you? The possibles were endless in his mind.

The gentle knock at the door took him out of his thoughts, he wiped his moist palms on the suit pants and picked up the roses. Once he unlocked the door, he felt his heart accelerate. Your hair was free from its usual ponytail and he caught sight of the new diamond earrings in your ear. "O–Oh wow, you look amazing Y/n." He stammered lightly as you smiled and played with your fingers. "Thank you, Renji. Your suit and hair looks wonderful." You compliment his attire, the way suit fitted him caused you to feel a fluttering feeling inside your chest. Renji couldn't stop admiring you, even in your brilliant uniform you managed to be gorgeous.

"Oh! Please step inside." He moved out of the door to let you pass, the view of the lit candles around the table and the delicious smell of your favorite meal was beautiful. "And these are for you." Renji offered you the bouquet of flowers while your face was getting warmer than a hot summer day. "Oh–Thank you. How kind of you, Renji." You gave him a quick smile as he took your hand and guided you to the table. When your fingers mingled with his, he felt he was going to pass out at any moment, but he decided to keep his composure.

"This smells incredible Renji! Did you cook this yourself?" You picked up the chopsticks, with your mouth watering from the meal. "Y–Yeah, I hope you like it." He scratched his back of his head timidly, he worshipped your praise. He watched as your eyes lit up when the food made contact with your tongue. The well-seasoned food blew your taste buds apart with pleasure. No matter how often you ate this meal, you never got bored. And the way Renji cooked it made you want to jump into his arms and kiss him nonstop. "This is amazing Renji! I never taste it like this before." You continued to eat the meal while Renji's eyes softened and the thumping of his heart began to settle. "Really? This was my first time making it! I didn’t want to mess it up." He picked up the chopsticks as well.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ " 𝐓𝐇𝐄 sound of your divine laughter was the only thing Renji could hear as you two shared funny stories from the past. “So that’s why Rukia was struggling to hold you up? How did that happen?" You covered your mouth and continued to laugh about what happened yesterday. Renji could only laugh in memory, "I saw the most beautiful person I could ever think of. Once I saw you I completely lost my way of thinking." His hand clasped with yours as your cheeks started to warm up once more. He almost fainted because of you? “Oh my, I didn’t know I had that effect on you." You looked away from the handsome male in front of you, the way his eyes stared into yours you could tell that he meant it.

“You’re so beautiful Y/n. How could you not make me feel this way." He chuckled and rubbed his hand against your freckled cheek, Renji could feel his self-confidence becoming stronger by the second so he decided to say what’s been on his mind for a while. "I’m so in love with you Y/n. You make me so nervous to the point where I have a hard time speaking. You’re everything I’m not, you’re sweet, caring, and everyone loves you. I wanna be the one to wake up beside you every morning and give you morning kisses. I want to be the one to hold your hand a take you out on dates. I want you to be the one to give me kisses when I went out on a mission. I just wanna be yours. And if you don’t accept my feelings then I understand, but I just wanted to get this off my chest." He confessed, his gaze focused on the table as the complete silence in the room almost caused him to remove his hand from your cheek. Renji's eyes widened when he felt wetness travel down to his hand, he looked at your beautiful face covered with tears.

"I–I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cry." You sniffled while Renji wiped the tears from your face. Renji eyes softened at the way you tried to wipe the tears away. "It’s okay, come here." He sat down beside you and pulled you into his lap, his hands still wiping your tears. Renji continued to hold you in his grasp as he rock back and forth, his arms holding onto you tightly. The sound of your sniffles caused him to caress your cheek once more, before letting you lay your head back into his neck. "Are you okay now? I didn’t mean to make you cry." He rubbed your back for solace, your light red eyes caused a pain to strike him in his chest.

"I–It’s not your fault. It’s just that nobody said that before, most people just care about my looks and body. Especially the creeps." You muttered as you continued to hold Renji’s hand, the amount of times you had to set your boundaries with people because they only ogled over your face and body 24/7 and never thought of you as a person was disturbing. "I’m in love with you as well, Renji. I just thought you weren’t into guys, so I was scared to say something. I was so excited when you asked me out on a date that I couldn’t stay still. I love the thought of having someone like you next to me every morning, someone who cares about me deeply enough to check up on me every second of the day. And a strong man who would protect me every chance he got. You’re so handsome it makes me want to hide in my pillow and scream. I’m delighted I have a chance at being yours." You finished your last sentence when Renji pressed his lips against yours. The taste of your strawberry chapstick caused him to deepen the kiss, your soft lips moving in sync with his. He’d been waiting on this moment forever, he always imagined how your lips felt against his.

After pulling away to catch your breath Renji kissed your cheek, "I’ve been waiting to do this for so long, you’re such an angel. And I’ll protect you from those creeps." He looked into your glowing eyes, his words made you bury your face in his neck. Your legs lying on either side of his waist, "I can't believe we did this." Your words muffled into his neck, causing him to laugh and put his hands on your waist. The sensation of being in love was truly precious.

꒰ 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. ꒱

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 played with the bandages around his hand as you cleaned the blood from his lower lip. Renji muttered curses as you gave the corner of his lips a peck. "It’s okay Renji, we’re going to let it go now." You tried to reassure the lieutenant who scoffed before covering his arms around your waist. You didn’t expect him to flip out the way he did when someone wolf-whistled at you, but once he heard the familiar tune he immediately punched the guy in his face. You didn't even try to help the guy, he was the same fool who used to be weird and perverted toward you. So you just stood and watched as Renji kicked his ass.

"Hmm, fine. But if he tries that shit again then I’ll make sure he doesn’t have a mouth to use." He curses with his hand clutching your thigh. "I told you I'd protect you from those freaks." He proudly puffed up his chest when you laughed, you refused to control Renji when he was upset, no matter how hard you tried. "Yes, I am extremely grateful. Thank you, my love." You picked up your hand and kissed his nose. As you moved away from his face, he took the back of your head into his hand and tilted you forward to kiss him. You couldn't even get loose because of his strong grasp. His tongue soon pushed your lips and came into contact with your own. He gave your thigh a tight squeeze as he continued to get drunk off your lips. Once you both pulled a thin string of saliva connected you both, which made your cheeks inflamed.

"You wanna try that again?" He smirked and used his thumb to remove the saliva from the corner of your lips. "O–Oh I– Captain needs me! See you later!" You rose from his lap before he caught your hand. Seeing the black glint in his eyes, you could see that he wasn’t done with you. "See you later, Angel. We're not through, yet". He kiss the back of your hand and let you go. After closing the door you slapped your heated cheeks in order to calm them down. Rukia was correct! Renji Abarai is certainly a handful.

© gloryhrs, 051223. — notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦)

[cindol]

makeout sesh with renji ˃ᴗ˂ !

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.

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

—𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗂

`𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮’

♧↝𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 ♤↝𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 ♡↝𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ♢↝𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄

…𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝗏💙

[wxxpingangxls]

LINKS 🤗🩷~

men that love breeding you full, having your cunt filled to the brim with his warm cum - Gojo, Nanami, Toji, Eren, Kishibe, Kenpachi

men who love watching you bum jiggle in his hands and spreading your cheeks apart - Shui Kong, Toji, Eren, Ichigo

men who finger your cunt until your spraying all over the floor place, commenting about how he hears your cunt talking to him - Geto, Choso, Aki, Shui Kong, Ishida

men who secretly love it when you take control on him but would never admit that to you - Choso, Gojo, Toji, Ikkaku (pornhub link)

men who can’t wait till you get home to fuck you so fucks you hard in the car, having you scream into the night sky - Toji, Sukuna, Renji, Connie, Geto

men who position you so he can make sure he reaches deep into your cunt so he can stuff you full off his cum - Gojo, Ony, Geto, Ishida

men who continue to eat from the back despite your squirming, thriving off your sensitivity - Toji, Kenpachi, Geto, Choso, Connie

men who let you use his face for nothing but your own pleasure - Kenpachi, Toji, Choso, Nanami, Kishibe

i’ll update when i find more links😊