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[katsuma6]

Texting Bleach Characters "I want a baby"

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★♑︎☆彡𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎✪𝐍!☆♏︎★

How the Captains and Lieutenants (+) would react to PDA

I’m obsessed with this anime you don’t even understand. Imma do a spin off of this but with the arrancar and sterneitter and Yhwach… yes I like Yhwach. Suck my dick. All the captains are the ones in the picture aka pre attack TYBW captains. Ikkaku and Kaien are the only changed lieutenants. This took to long to write so I barley proof read it, it just gets a little reparative at times. Read the note at the end plz. Enjoy my loves.

Chōjirō Sasakibe

W/ others: Young Chojiro would find it sweet. He has a very strong heart and will acknowledge the love of the couple but do nothing more. Older Chojiro would probably scoff and tell them to be a little more prideful about when and where they show their affection.

W S/O: I think no matter what age he’s pretty much the same. Wouldn’t do too much or too little. Younger him wouldn’t be as affectionate because he might have other priorities. Older him though, even tho he has more responsibilities, he’s laid back and will rest with you on a bench as you talk about your day. Would probably like feeding the ducks at a local park with you.

Suì-Fēng

W/ other people: *Side eye*. She ignores it for the most part but wishes they would do it in private. As long as it’s not anything tooo intimate then she doesn’t mind really.

W/ S/O: She doesn’t like it. Again, she doesn’t mind anything very subtle. Intentional but discreet brushing of the hands, holding eachother pinkies under the table, or sitting close together, is all alright. Hugging and Kissing on the other hand? No. Maybe if she’s feeling a little soft or has a good day, a kiss on the cheek would be exceptional, maybe a pet name. Other than that, absolutely not. She does have a reputation to uphold after all. (*cough* and she doesn’t want Yoruichi to see *cough*)

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi

W/ others: He finds it endearing that people can express their love for eachother so openly. He won’t comment on it and keep going on with his day. If it gets a little to handsy between the two he’ll probably strum his guitar a little harder to block it out or just get up and walk away.

W/ S/O: He enjoys it. He likes the feeling of his hands in yours and arms wrapped around each other. He’s a little more open about it in private but that doesn’t mean he’ll completely stop in public. He’s more of a words or affrimation kinda guy, I mean he puts so much emotion into his lyrics, how could he not be? He’ll whisper sweet nothings in your ear, and if he’s in the mood, a couple filthy promises.

Izuru Kira

W/ others: Izuru is a naturally introverted and quiet person. Seeing people so open and confident in their love for eachother makes him a little jealous. He wishes that sometimes he could put himself out there just a little more, but he’s comfortable in his little bubble so the thought alone kinda scares him.

W/ S/O: As I said before, he’s a shy lil boy. Not to much in public or you’ll kill him. In private tho, 🤭. He’s literally all over you, begging and whimpering for just a little bit of attention (he’s def a sub imo). He likes having someone to hold every night he goes to bed and every morning he wakes up. Tbh, I think he goes for the extroverts; he’d appreciate it if you make the moves most of the time. But when he’s in a mood, best believe he’s not letting you go anywhere, for someone so slim he can be exceptionally strong; aka his status as a lieutenant. He loves words of affirmation, giving or receiving.

Retsu Unohana

W/ others: She thinks it’s sweet, at least Retsu does. As long as they aren’t doing too much she just goes on about her day. Yachiru on the other hand would have scoffed a little, shaming them for their openness, thinking that those moments between two lovers should be saved for the more private and intimate moments. (*She a reformed crip*)

W/ S/O: Im a little indifferent on this one. I don’t really have an opinion on her when it comes to this. I think before the main story and tybw she wouldn’t even be interested in anything but battle. Main story Unohana (+) pre-attack tybw, wouldn’t mind hand holding. She’ll call you cute/endearing names like “dear or hun” but other than that, I don’t think she’ll be that mindful or care about it.

Isanae Kotetsu

W/ others/: She’s shy and reserved just like izuru. More prone to blushing at seeing other people cuddle up to each other . If she makes contact with either of the two she’ll put her head down and scurry away. She’s so cuteeeee☺️.

W/ S/O: FLUSTERED AF. Will blush, stutter, and whimper at any sign of affection; especially in public. Y’know when in anime the two love interests are walking home together and one grabs the other's hand and turns away blushing? That’s her. She rarely makes the first move but will silently ask you too.

Shinji Hirako

W/ others: Fuckin Hypocrite. He'll scoff and get in his “I wish that was me so imma be a hater,” moods. Seeing people canoodling with each other in public kinda makes his dick hard ngl. He imagines it’s him with his s/o. niggas a pervert on bro.

W S/O: Touchy grabby touchy grabby. Won’t keep his hands to himself. Loves the fact others can see how shy he makes you. Will whisper the filthiest, diabolical things in your ear. Scratch that, if he feels like it he’ll say it out loud. Depending on who you are though, he won't actually say anything, he’s truly a respectful person; just likes to tease. Besides anything sexual, he loves holding your hands and looking deep into your eyes. It’s not hard to make him blush either but he’ll do so with a big smile and soft gaze. He just wants everyone to know how in love he is.

Byakuya Kuchini

W/ others: He doesn’t really care. Little displays of affection are okay in front of him but for the most part, because of who he is, people tend to not take it too far when he’s around.

W S/O: Like Soi Fong, he has a reputation to maintain. He’s a very private and uptight person. Most would say he has a stick up his ass (*kenny*). Another person who prefers to show affection in private. He’ll let you lay your head on his shoulder or vice versa; hands intertwined while you observe the koi fish in his private pond. In meetings with the other nobles, he’ll grab and squeeze your hand from under the table to reassure you. Who knew he could be a lil softie.

Renji Abarai

W/ others: Doesn’t matter to him. Don’t try and bang in front of him and you're cool. Renjis a very laid back guy even if he can be a hot head. He prefers if people would do it in private but if it starts to get to much for him he’ll just get up and walk away.

W/ S/O: I can only imagine him w/ Rukia I’m so sorry. Butttt, if I had to give a take on it I’d say he can get really flustered.

Sajin Komomaru

W/ others: Slightest bit jealous. Because of what he looks like, afraid that nobody would wanna do those things with him. He doesn’t have an opinion on PDA, as long as they’re respectful of the others around.

W S/O: It’s a pretty known fact that Sajin is insecure about himself. However, after he takes his face covering off he does become a little more confident. He’s another private one. Loves cuddling next to the fireplace. In his human form tho, he feels like he has an opportunity to finally show how much he loves you in public without fear of getting judged. He’ll hold you hand and call you a little pet name but for the most part he’s “meh” about it. Afraid to get fur in your mouth.

Shunsui Kyōraku

W/ others: Also another pervert. Have you read his books? Is the cheesy romantic type who says shit like “they just love eachother so much”. That one guy in meet cute romance novels who sits in the back of the cafe or park benches and writes a story based on couples he sees walking by. On some “her big blue eyes started into his narrow darker ones 🥺,” type shit.

Would probably write smut about it ng hold you. Lisa peer edits 4sure.

W/ S/O: Shameless bastard. Like shinji, he does not care who he’s around. Gets a pass because the head captian thinks of him as a son. Will do it infront it him even, making you give him a slap to the head. He’ll just wink at you and give you the biggest, wettest kiss on your cheek ever (*que Yamamoto leaving the room mumbling about how the younger generation has no shame*). Physical touch and words of affirmation are his strong suit. Will tell you your beautiful no matter when or where. Loves taking naps with you under the many beautiful trees located in *byakuyas’ home* the seireitei.

Nanao Ise

W/ others: Unprofessional. She thinks things like that should be indoor activities in their own space. Would probably speak up about it if it was getting too much. Wouldn’t be bitchy about it but would definitely have a very stern tone.

W/ S/O: Again, save it for inside. Would be flustered at any type of affection but more so in public. Would have the brightest cheeks and tell you off for doing things like that in public. She kinda gives me veryyy subtle tsundere vibes, like you gotta squint to see it. In private however, she’ll come up to you with redden cheeks and an embarrassed/ little irritated expression and hold her arms out for a hug.

Kensei Mugurama

W/ others: Get it outta his face. Doesn’t like it with other people, but he won’t have any strong reaction to it. Probably just gives a roll of his eyes and a head shake. Just seeing other people be lovey dovey makes him cringe.

W S/O: Just like his flat skulled friend, very much a hypocrite. Will have a firm grip on your hand every time you two go out, arm around your waist, hand on your lower back. Even though he has this tough persona attached to him, he doesn’t mind showing just how much he cares about you. Will let you sit in his lap with his arms around you or hands on your hips with his face buried in your neck. He does this the most in public, especially if he doesn’t feel like socializing. Would be a little cheeky and start peppering kisses along your neck.

Shūhei Hisagi

W others: Tbh I’m a bit indifferent to him too. He’ll either glance at them and walk the other way. Or, B, become flustered and dip. He just doesn’t know how to react. Kinda just stares for a couple seconds, blushes, huffs, and walks away.

W S/O: Just like his best friend (insert Izuru), he’s a bit bashful about it, but just like his captain he can be a little slick. After a couple of drinks the boldness comes out. He loves wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you towards him with a kiss on your cheek. Will also pull you into his lap and would most likely fall asleep. When he’s a bit more in control of his actions, he’ll grab your hand as you stroll through the town. Still a fan of kissing you on the cheek and will throw in a babe here or there, the works.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya

W/ others: Another one who finds it inappropriate in public. He’s but a child, spare him please,

W S/O: Lil boy.

Rangiku Matsumoto

W/ others- Yet another one who finds it cute. Would comment on how adorable the couple is, will even say it to their face. She can tune it out if she wants too but finds it funny to tease them. Especially if it’s one of her friends (Izuru abuse).

W S/O- Loves, loves, LOVES PDA. Cute nicknames, hugs and kisses, holding hands, going on dates. Loves to feel wanted and appreciated. Probably loves PDA the most out of everyone on this list.*Gin can’t do anything about it cause he dead*

Kenpachi Zaraki

W others: Finds it disgusting but doesn’t care. Slighttttttttly a perverted about it. As long as you're not jumping each other's bones, you’re safe.

W/ S/O: Kinda like Kensei. Very protective of you and a little saucy. Does not care who's watching because he knows they won’t do anything about it. Won’t say it but he loves when you’re perched on his shoulders (your weight/height does not matter this niggas almost seven feet and beefy). Loves for you to sit in his lap too, another one who likes napping with you outside. Lowkey likes it when you, yachiru, and himself go out and do whatever, kinda like his own little family. (has a breeding kink btw)

Ikkaku Madarame

W/ others: Would straight up tell them to knock it off if it’s getting too much. He finds all that cheesy, coupley, romance stuff disgusting. (Would headbutt someone).

W/ S/O: Doesn’t give a damn just like his captain. Very brash and straight forward. Will come up and kiss you in the middle of training if he thinks he did something particularly good in which he deserves a reward. Would sling an arm around your shoulder and kiss the top of your head while sitting in a bar drinking and laughing. Plot twist! If YOU were the one showing PDA he’ll become bashful and scold you about doing things like that in public. Calls you babe 24/7 and does not care who's around when he makes naughty jokes.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

W/ others: Will stare at them until they stop or throw up in each other's mouths. Finds it absolutely repulsive. Why are you doing that in public, let alone in front of him? Will comment on it, telling them that wherever they are is no place for such nonsense. Will walk away and mutter how nasty it is under his breath.

W/ S/O: No.

Nemu

W/ others: Does not care.

W/ others: Wouldn’t initiate it but would reciprocate if you did. She basically a robot ion know what you want from me.

(+ Akon)

W/ others: Why though? Might get flustered if they start making out but for the most part he gets second hand embarrassment.

W/ other: Again would get flustered by kissing, but wouldn’t necessarily push you away or tell you to stop.

Jūshirō Ukitake

W/ others- Thinks it’s so cute. Would smile and wave at the couple. If they started to get a bit more handsy with eachother his pale face would turn the brightest of pink as he excuses himself.

W S/O- In terms of the top three PDA lovers I’d say Rangiku, Shunsui/Rose tied for 2nd, then him. He’s literally the sweetest person in all the seireitei. Loves sitting out in the open with you, on a cute little picnic date. Pet names thrown around the room, hugges and kisses are open anytime. Would blush and rub the back of his head with a soft laugh and even softer smile if you ever catch him off guard in public. Would say he loves you no matter who’s around.

Kaien Shiba

W/ others: Won’t pay attention to it. They love each other, so what?

W S/O: Woule give you big bears hugs whenever he sees you. Timid smiles with a heart of gold. Around you 24/7 so everyone has gotten used to it. Your own personal shadow.

꧁༺!𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒!༺꧂

Sōsuke Aizen

W/ others. Pre betrayal Aizen would say he finds it charming in a way. Would softly smile at the two and keep going on about his day. Post betrayal Aizen would give them the side eye. Thinks it’s disrespectful to do things like that in his presence. Might rock your shit tbh.

W/ S/O- Pre betrayal Aizen would encourage it. He wants to show everyone how sweet and gentle of a boyfriend he can be. Will grab your hands, waist, hips, or arms at random times to catch you off guard. Post betrayal Aizen could not give 2 fucks.. Would come up behind you snaking his hand around your neck and kiss behind your ear, while you’re mid convo with someone might I add. Will have you sit on his throne with him, might force you too if you’ve been acting up, especially if he knows you hate attention (sinister af).

Gin Ichimaru

W/ others: Would observe them from afar. If they're getting annoying with it he’ll come up to them and purposely make them uncomfortable. Deep down though, he’ll find it cute and long for someone to connect to like that

W/ S/O: Similar to Aizen in the way he just does not care. Even after the betrayal of the Gotei 13, he stays the same. Would grab your hips and kiss along the column of your neck staring straight into the eyes of the person you're talking to. Would whisper teasing words to you no matter where you are. But as I said earlier, the real Gin would just want you to feel like you are always an attachment of him. He really does love you

Kaname Tōsen

W others: Can’t see them.

NAH IM JUST PLAYIN 😭. He thinks it’s a bit unsavory to be doin things in public. He does think, however, that if they’re that secure in the relationship and in their love they have the right to express it.

W/ S/O: Pre betrayal Kaname would hold your hands most of the time. Would possibly give you a quick peck on the cheek or forehead when he knows nobody is paying attention. Most of that stuff is in the privacy of your home. Defo gets more confident and will subtly grope you while whispering sweet nothings. Post betrayal Kaname may or may not be as strict about it. It’s 50/50 he wants you to know he loves you but he also wants to be professional. Maybe if you catch him in a less populated area. Who knows 🤷🏽‍♀️.

Kisuke Urahara

W/ others: Would watch them from behind his fan and bucket hat. Doesn’t mind it at all, he’ll just laugh about it and say that they’re just doing what most couples do.

W/ S/O: Run. Will not leave you aloneeeeeee. Will grab at any part of you. Will grab or slap your ass in public too he dgaf: But when you whip around he’s already out of sight. Now you and the other people around you are left speechless as you stomp around to find him. He loves pet names and will let them spew out whenever. Likes to tease you a lot and does it even more in public. He just like seeing you so shy (* was gonna say blush but uh…👋🏾*). He’s way more on you in private though. Laying in bed cuddled up with you is his favorite. Likes having his face smushed in your chest no matter the size. Arms around your waist and breathing softly as you play with his hair. That won’t last long though, Defo sleeps in the starfish position and will slap or kick you in the face. Good luck tho cause he sleeps like he’s dead. You’ll either push him on the floor or sleep on the couch.

Yoruichi Shihōin

W/ others: She’ll just tune it out. If it’s getting too much she’ll ask them to stop. Just don’t do it when she’s around.

W S/O: Does what she wants. Totally think she’ll love to cuddle up to you in her cat form. Lives for head and belly rubs as well as scratches to her ears. Human form Yoruichi is way more devious. Would lay her head in your lap, arms crossed as she sleeps. Would kiss your cheek, say her 2 cents and walk away. She doesn't care who's around or what you're doing. If she wants to love on you she will.

Just as another psa I don’t write for Toshiro romantically or the lieutenants from squad 2, 5, or 7.

[suvidrache]

Bleach Relationship Headcanons

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Word Count: 311 | Read it on AO3 | Tag List

Featuring: Nnoitra Gilga, Shūhei Hisagi, and Ulquiorra Cifer.

Nnoitra Gilga, a person who everyone can assume would never find love. He was incapable of it. He only cares about himself. How could someone love someone like him?

He wasn't the best by any means, but you loved him, and you weren't willing to give up on him. You are his first ever relationship. He is selfish and prefers to receive rather than give. He doesn't like PDA. At home, he is similar to a cat. He likes attention and affection, but only when he wants it. As time goes on, he begins to warm up a little. He'll give you more attention and affection. If someone hurts you, he won't hesitate to hurt the one who hurt you.

Ulquiorra Cifer has no clue what a relationship is. You like him? How nice. Wait, why? Questions everything. It may get annoying, but he genuinely doesn't understand. He is pretty okay with anything that goes on as long as you answer his questions and explain things. He won't be the first to initiate affection until a few months to a few years after you are together. He may seem emotionless, but as time goes on, he begins to ask things: “What is this thumping feeling inside my chest? The thumping is harder when you touch me. I don't dislike the feeling of you, but the feeling in my chest. I don't understand.”

Shūhei, immediate nose bleed. It's the obvious sign that he likes you. Now you're in a relationship? He's lucky to have you. Despite how much he talks, he is quite shy and may pass out depending on the situation. He doesn't mind PDA. However, he might have a nosebleed, or he'll be as red as a tomato. As time goes on, he gets a little better about being around you. Very rarely do you ever hear the word no.

© SUVIDRACHE — do not copy, translate, modify, or plagiarize my work. reblogs are appreciated!

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[seireiteihellbutterfly]

Sundae Tropes : Three's Company

A/N: Fic 1 of the Sundae Tropes Event! Some 69-ing for our 69 boys!

Sundae: Cookies And Cream With Sprinkles And Brownie Bits With Kensei And Shuhei = Marriage Pact + Threesome + 69

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Written for @j-u-u-z-o 🩷 I have to admit, a marriage pact and a threesome had me scratching my head for a bit but the plot kind of took over on it's own ^_^ Event masterlist | Vee's Masterlists

The bright sunlight was blinding as you made your way to your office, not looking forward to the day ahead. After last night’s disaster with your date and drinking your weight in sake, the mere thought of doing anything was daunting. The incessant pounding in your head like drum beats made you feel like there was a marching band in your skull. Sitting at your desk chair, you laid your head down on the wooden surface, wondering if you could catch a nap. Your eyelids start drooping, and you feel your body beginning to transition into a semblance of sleep before you hear footsteps coming your way.

“Good morning rookie!” As high energy as ever, Kensei stomps into your office, his loud, booming voice making your head throb. You groan and cover your ears, trying to hide your face.

“Why’d you do that?” you whine through the gaps between your arms as Kensei leans over your huddled form grinning.

“Brought ya coffee!” You hear a cup being placed near your head and groan softly. 

“Don’t want coffee,” you grumble, trying to find an angle to relieve the pounding in your head.

“Tsk tsk tsk…coffee is the best cure for a hangover. Drink up! Can’t have my contract wife incapacitated!”

“Your contract wife would like the day off.” You try to close the gaps between your arms by drawing them in closer. “And how’d you know I was hungover?”

“I could sense your alcoholic ass all the way from your quarters. Your reiatsu really doesn’t hide anything.”

“Creep.”

“Will you be calling me a creep when you end up marrying me someday?”

“Someday…if ever. I still have time to find someone you know.”

“Based on your current dating life, I don’t think you’ll last the 5 years we agreed on before getting married. You’ll be begging me to shorten the time on our marriage pact.”

“How rude. You think I can’t land someone?” You ask indignantly as you raise your head from the dark shelter of your arms only to feel dizzy and cause a nasty throbbing in your skull. You whimper and lay your head back down on the desk. Kensei sighs, then places a large hand at the base of your skull, squeezing, relieving the tension in your body. 

A sound of contentment leaves you as he does this, before massaging the back of your neck, then moving down to your shoulders. Typical Kensei. Always so tactile. You straighten up and let out a loud groan of relief before grabbing the cup of coffee and chugging it down.

“He stood me up taicho.” You admit softly as Kensei continues to work on your tight muscles. The throbbing in your head quiets slightly. 

“I figured as much.” His hands go back to the base of your skull and you feel your breath catch slightly as he threads his fingers through your hair before massaging your scalp, tugging on sections of your locks, stimulating the circulation back into your body. Little tingles begin in your scalp and creep down the back of your neck, then along your spine, delightfully sensual and tickly. 

There were reasons you had agreed on a marriage pact with Kensei, and the most basic one was that he knew how to balance out his love. He doled out tough love when he knew you could do better, but when at a limit he gave way to something a little softer and caring, like right now. There was a connection between you and Kensei that didn’t quite fit into any category, and it transcended beyond being his third seat. You two had an easy friendship and you never hesitated to tell the other anything. It was always unfiltered and raw with him. He had your back and you were fiercely loyal to him. Not just because he was your captain, but because you knew he’d never allow anything to hurt you.

The irony is that drinking is what caused the marriage pact to come into existence in the first place. Talks about how you were already his work wife and that it would be nice to find someone to settle down with eventually. Why not you? You had laughed, slapping him on the shoulder, spilling your drink because surely, he was joking right? He was your captain, the guy you sparred with and accompanied on scouting missions. But he fixed you with those brown eyes, carrying an intensity that hadn’t been there before. “Think about it,” he’d said before finishing his glass and taking you back to your quarters. 

Now here you were, marriage pact ready to go if neither of you found someone serious in 5 years. It was a strange thought at first but you got used to it. There was a sort of security in knowing that if all else failed, someone who knew you so well was there to ensure you got to experience marital bliss, something you didn’t realize you had not just wanted, but craved. 

“I wouldn't have stood you up you know.” Kensei brings your head in between both his large hands and gives a hard squeeze on both sides making you moan with relief. 

“Thank you. That's reassuring. At least if I marry you you won't leave me hanging.”

“Of course not.” You feel a twinge of disappointment as his hands leave your body but don’t complain, feeling your headache lessen. You sip more coffee as Kensei studies you, looking like he wished for more physical contact as well. 

A knock on the door breaks up the cozy atmosphere that was building in the office. “Come in,” you call out, and the door is pushed open by Hisagi, looking a little haggard despite how early it was in the morning. 

“Morning taicho, third seat,” He says politely before dropping off some files on your desk. “I need you to review these before they can be put away,” he says to you, then frowns at the fatigued look on your face. “Everything all right?”

“All fine,” Kensei answers gruffly, treating Hisagi with rough indifference, something you hadn’t understood. Hisagi rarely warranted half the criticism Kensei threw at him. “Our third seat is a little hungover,” he adds for context.

“Ah.” Hisagi shoots you a sympathetic glance. “I hope it goes away fast.”

“Thank you fukutaicho,” you mumble and take another gulp of caffeine. “I’ll finish these soon.”

“Appreciate it.” Hisagi bows to Kensei and takes his leave.

“The boy is always behind on work,” he remarks, staring at the closed door. You tsk at him.

“We’re all behind on work taicho. You’re too mean to him. He’s your lieutenant after all.”

“Am I? I thought I was just pushing him to be better.”

You snort at his words. “Oh please. You borderline bully him. He only puts up with it because he respects you.”

Kensei considers your words. “But he keeps barging in on me all the time. The office, texting me, it’s a lot.”

“Isn’t that typical though? All lieutenants do that. Captains and lieutenants are attached at the hip. You’re being unkind.”

“Unkind?” Kensei looks genuinely hurt. “Does my contract wife think I’m unkind?”

You giggle at his downtrodden expression. “Just be less harsh on him. It’s not hard.”

“I suppose I could be,” Kensei relents, stroking his chin thoughtfully, “And I guess I should be thankful you don’t mind him barging in on me at all times of the day. After all, if you do marry me, it’ll be like you’re marrying Shuhei as well.”

“Huh?” You stare blankly at him.

“Like you said, captains and lieutenants are attached at the hip. If you were my wife, you’d have to get used to Shuhei barging in on us all the time, no matter what time of day.”

You let his words sink in, and realize it’s not far from the truth. You would have to get used to Hisagi being a constant presence no matter what the circumstances were.

“I guess…you’re right. Marrying you would kind of be like marrying him also.”

“And all things considered, wouldn’t you want to be sure you’re satisfied with all aspects of this possible future marriage with me?”

“What aspects are we talking about?” You ask this cautiously because there seemed to be something he was implying. 

“All of them…including sex.” 

You choke on your coffee and hastily cover your mouth with your sleeve. Kensei looks calmly at you while you splutter and recover from the initial shock.

“You want us…to sleep together. You and me?”

“Well, you, me, and Shuhei.”

You gape at him, suddenly feeling shy, a blush creeping into your cheeks. The three of you? Having sex? Now that the idea was on the table, you can’t help but imagine how that would be. Hisagi was attractive in a different way than Kensei. Stoic and edgy-looking, but he still exuded raw sexuality. You would’ve been lying if you said you hadn’t thought about Hiasgi before. But he had a major crush on Matsumoto and you didn’t want to get mixed up with someone who had feelings for someone else. 

An unexpected shiver runs down your spine at the thought though. Kensei…and Hisagi. Together. In your bed. All over you. You shake your head and try to speak sensibly. 

“Taicho…with all due respect. Have you lost your mind?”

Kensei grins at your reaction before responding. “Didn’t you admit to me a threesome was something you hoped to experience at least once in your life?”

“Damn it,” you hiss under your breath. You had to quit drinking with him. Damn bastard remembered everything. The more tipsy he got, somehow the better his memory became. 

“I understand sleeping with you. But Hisagi?” 

Unbidden, another image of 3 sets of limbs tangled on a bed comes into your mind and you try to push it away again. 

“I want my potential future wife to be satisfied. And that includes letting her explore her sexual fantasies. But Shuhei is the only one I’d trust with something like this.”

Your mouth goes dry and you try to laugh it off. “What makes you think Hisagi would even be open to this?”

“He’s not seeing anyone right now. I doubt he's getting laid, the way he keeps fawning over Matsumoto every given second. And why wouldn’t he be interested? A pretty girl like you? He’d better consider himself blessed that I’m being generous and sharing you.”

“I just…hadn’t considered…”

“Sleeping with me before we actually got married?” he finishes shrewdly.

“Exactly! I mean, we’re still captain and subordinate. And I get that if we were dating this would be normal but to do it like this …”

“Are you worried the sex will be bad?” he asks teasingly. “Because I guarantee you it won’t be.”

“No! It’s not that. I’m just-I’m-I-” You take a few deep breaths to calm your nerves, feeling suddenly overwhelmed and embarrassed. Kensei quickly envelopes you in his arms and squeezes tightly.

“Calm down. It’s ok. I only threw out the suggestion because I feel like you should make sure this marriage pact will fulfill everything you’re hoping for, even though we haven’t dated. And there’s no pressure. I promise I won’t let it affect our professional relationship. And you don’t have to sleep with both of us. Or even me if you don’t want to.”

He rocks you back and forth and the motion soothes you. Swallowing, you look up at him. “Promise you won’t be weird? And poor Hisagi…”

“Hisagi will be grateful I’m asking him at all. Don’t worry. No one is going to mention this outside of our personal lives.”

When you still look unconvinced, Kensei rests his cheek on top of your head. “You know I didn’t ask you for a marriage pact just because it’s convenient right?” You had hoped that wasn’t the case, that there was more to it than you being available to him. 

“Of course, there’s the most basic reason and that is, we’re comfortable around each other. We just vibe. But I also think you’re beautiful. Sexy. I sometimes wonder what you’ll look like in the throes of passion. So I am not joking when I say I’m putting everything on the table. Because at the end of these 5 years, if you do end up marrying me, I want you to do it knowing I’ll indulge any thought you might have, no matter how unconventional they may seem to you.”

His forearms rest on top of yours. “You never have to worry about it with me.”

Calming down at his words, you lean back against his chiseled chest. “Ok. Yes, a threesome is something I was hoping to experience.” 

Kensei grins widely. “I’ll talk to Shuhei. But don’t ever tell him I said I trust him.” 

You laugh and nod in agreement.

A few days pass before Kensei brings up the topic with you again, letting you know Hisagi had consented and blushed like a virgin when he was asked. 

♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡

“Be gentle with her Shuhei,” Kensei warns as he locks your bedroom door. You could hardly believe this was happening, both of these gorgeous men standing in your room, everyone tingling with the keen knowledge of what was going to happen. You can’t hide your enthusiasm, even though everyone is still fully clothed, you feel moisture gathering between your folds at the idea of what’s to come. 

“I will,” Hisagi murmurs before settling next to you on the bed.

Kensei sits on your other side. “Hey, let us take care of you hmm?” he asks. You nod, feeling like your tongue has turned into a lump of clay, unable to form sentences. Kensei tips your face up to his by your chin.

“What’s the safe word?”

“Hollow.”

“Don’t hesitate to use it, ok?” He pets your hair, and you feel like every stroke was setting off a synergy of desire in the pit of your stomach. “We’ll be gentle. Give us direction if you need to.”

“And let yourself relax,” Hisagi adds. “Enjoy this experience. Your first threesome”

You wet your lips. Kensei continues petting your hair before his hands slide down your arms reassuringly, leaning down to give you a soft kiss. Your first kiss with Kensei…you take in the feel of his lips, strong and patient against yours, his tongue, his taste, and feel like you were melting into a puddle of desire on the floor. Kensei, so tough and rugged on the exterior, felt so different now, showing you the kind of tenderness you could expect if you were his wife. You let him take his time, seducing you with gentle persuasion. 

Hisagi skims his fingers along the neckline of your yukata, before stringing small kisses down the side of your neck, nibbling the sensitive flesh, sending skitters of electricity down your body, causing your belly to fill with heat. Kensei’s large hands wander lower and undo the sash of your yukata. 

You gasp softly as air hits your naked body, nipples already peaked and pebbled from the kisses. You look up shyly at Kensei who’s drinking in your features with hazy eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says huskily, cupping a breast in his palm, kneading the soft flesh, making you pant. A strangled noise of surprise leaves you as Hisagi lowers his head and captures your free nipple with his mouth, suckling gently, the sensation making your body feel like jello, and causing your clit to throb with need. 

“Mhm…” you sigh your pleasure as they both work on you, strong and patient, feeling their calloused hands steadily bring up your arousal. 

“Like that baby?” Kensei’s deep, husky, voice cuts through the fog in your brain, his hand tantalizingly playing with your breast, massaging the squish of it, the pad of his thumb moving over your nipple in circles.

You manage to nod, then stifle a groan as Kensei lowers his head and swirls the hardened peak into his mouth. The wetness on both your breasts, the different sensations from both of their mouths and tongues was something you hadn’t quite been able to imagine, Kensei going for more sucking and pulling while Hisagi was softer, the tip of his tongue flicking back and forth across your nipple. It felt like your body was being tugged in two different directions, the fantasy of being taken both softly and roughly at the same time coming alive like a fever dream.

Your fingers tangle in both their hair, keeping them latched to your breasts, feeling the blood rush through you, making you shiver from the sensations. Your sex throbs and spasms, and you feel impatient heat gathering in your belly, wanting more. 

Kensei leaves your breast to lick and kiss up your body, coming to the slope of your neck which you arch to give him better access, feeling the tempting nibble of his teeth, your fingers curling into the sheets as your grip on reality begins to fade. To your dismay, you feel Shuhei also move away from you, a sound of protest leaving your throat before you realize both of them are starting to lean you back, your body coming in contact with the bed, yukata spreading apart at your sides. 

“What an angel,” Shuhei whispers with a mischievous smile, tilting your face up by your chin, before leaning down to give you a kiss, his free hand running leisurely across your body, stroking your abdomen as Kensei tickles your inner thigh, his warm palm coming to rest on your mound, squeezing the fatty flesh as his tongue sweeps across your nipples.  

Your body reacts instinctively, hips bucking to provide friction as your clit rubs against the heel of his palm, your noises of satisfaction swallowed by Hisagi’s patient mouth. 

“That’s it…nice and easy sweet girl…” Kensei purrs at you while you continue to grind against his hand. He wedges the heel a little more firmly against your folds, your hardened bud now coming into direct contact with his hand as you shamelessly humped to satisfy the craving. 

Hisagi licks the shell of your ear, sinking his teeth into the upper curve, making you gasp,  before whispering, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Yeah…” The word comes out breathlessly as heat and tension start coiling in your belly, your core dripping from all the attention. Hiasgi’s hands come back down to your breasts and begin to massage them, holding your nipples captive and rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers. You feel your clit throb in tandem with the motions as you use Kensei’s hand, the dual stimulation from both of them causing your insides to melt, liquid heat filling your being as your mind becomes an insatiable blob of need. 

“Why are you both still dressed?” The question falls from your lips as your core flutters around nothing, the coil in your belly threatening to snap. 

The question makes both of them chuckle. “As the lady wishes,” Hisagi says in a gravelly tone, and to your pleasured delight, both of them undress and your eyes feast on the glorious muscles and toned structure of both their bodies, cocks erect and waiting for attention. Your mouth waters and as they settle back down on either side of you, your hands reach out automatically, taking an erection in each, pumping and stroking, your arousal heightening as they both collectively draw in sharp breaths.

“Fuck…impatient were you?” Kensei grins as you play with the heated velvet of his cock, enjoying the girth of it while Hisagi’s was lengthy, your hand taking longer to go up and down his shaft. Both were veiny and throbbing with need. Without thinking, your head dips down to lick Kensei’s leaking tip, tasting the salty precum beading at the opening while continuing to pump Hisagi’s length.

“Shit…” Kensei lets out a growl as Hisagi sucks in a harsh breath. Your tongue swirls around his cockhead, lightly putting the tip of your tongue into the slit, causing Kensei to his and buck his hips. Milky droplets formed and dripped continuously from Hisagi’s dick, and you turn your head to catch them, sampling him before giving him a tiny kitten lick that drew a needy groan from his lips. 

“Can’t make up your mind sweetheart?” Kensei asks teasingly as you refuse to let go of him but also don’t back away from Hisagi’s length, taking as much of him as you can into your mouth. 

Hisagi grits his teeth as your soft, wet mouth teases his tip before sucking down his length. You feel fingers gathering into your hair, controlling the speed as you bob up and down, a hum of pleasure arising from the back of your throat. Hisagi is seeing stars when you finally let go of him, strings of spit connecting your lips to his cock. 

Kensei watches the scene unfold, his eyes darkening with lust; your lovely naked body on display, legs parted wantonly, a little patch of wetness forming on the gusset of your panties. He runs a finger along the line of moisture before hooking his finger into the fabric and pushing it aside to reveal your pussy, arousal seeping from the folds. He uses his thumb again, so wide and textured, placing it on your clit and drawing little figure eights over it.

Distracted, you pull away from Hisagi, moaning at the slick pleasure, your innermost dirty fantasy coming to life, Kensei between your legs, and Hisagi shivering, desperate to feel the hot moisture of your mouth again. Kensei slips his middle finger into your sopping entrance, followed by the ring, before laying his tongue over your clit, laving the little bundle of nerves with controlled precision. 

Your moans have a desperate edge to them now, hips bucking against the sinful movements Kensei is making and Hisagi takes advantage of your open mouth to slip his cock back in, thrusting just enough to make your eyes water. You fondle his balls, hanging low and heavy, earning a guttural grunt from him as he struggles not to overwhelm you. 

 It doesn’t take long before you cum on Kensei’s tongue, your shrill calls muffled by the cock in your mouth, pussy and clit spasming simultaneously in orgasmic relief. Hisagi quickly pulls out and starts palming himself, looking at you with heavy-lidded eyes full of lust, trying to stave off his climax. 

Your mind is in a fog, still reeling from orgasm, so you don’t protest as Hisagi and Kensei begin to reposition themselves, until you find yourself laying down on Hiasgi’s body in reverse, your dripping sex now almost touching his face while his cock stands at the perfect angle for you to take it into your mouth.

“Rise up on your knees a little baby,” Hisagi’s voice instructs you as he pats the sides of your legs. In a trance, you listen hypnotically, raising your weight, trying not to feel shy as Hisagi’s fingers spread apart the folds of your pussy like flower petals, reveling in the glaze your pussy has from its recent orgasm, feeling intoxicated by the tang of arousal and need. “You smell so good…” The tip of Hisagi’s nose enters your opening as he inhales and you squirm, embarrassment rising, as he shushes you amusedly. 

Kensei’s large hand rests on the curve of your ass, squeezing, before drawing your cheeks apart, looking at the view. “All pink and pretty and nice,” he murmurs. “Shuhei, check her.”

You gasp in surprise as Hisagi inserts his fingers into you, fingers reaching into you and scissoring, your still sensitive pussy jolting with pleasure.

“Ready,” Hisagi confirms, withdrawing and using the gathered moisture to rub at your clit, causing you to buck and bring your pussy right on his face.

“Relax baby,” Kensei runs his hands down your back, shoulders to ass, calming you down. “Don’t be tense…this is all fun, remember?” He presses warm kisses between your shoulder blades and makes his way down, and you sigh, trusting them with your care. Hiasgi laps at your slickened bud delicately, the feeling soft and undemanding. You whimper and then take his cock into your mouth, letting your desires act out for you, enjoying the way Hisgai also moans as you pleasure each other.

You squeak as Kensei adjusts you slightly, grabbing your hips and raising you a little higher so that your weight is on your toes, then before you can understand what is happening, his tip touches your leaking hole and pushes in. He stretches you so deliciously, filling the empty space that had been craving for something to grasp. Your noises of pleasure reverberate against Hisagi’s cock and as Kensei begins to thrust, the tip of his cockhead angling so that it hits your G-spot, you feel the edges of your vision beginning to fade. 

So this was what marriage to Kensei would be like, your remaining brain cell thinks to itself, as you lazily lick and suck Hisagis’s dick, while he continues working on your clit. Their combined sensations are overwhelmingly gratifying and you know you wouldn’t last long against both of them. 

“Enjoying that cock?” Kensei’s voice teases from above you. “I guess you can’t really tell me which one,” he chuckles before playfully slapping your ass. You giggle against the meat in your mouth and continue bobbing your head, Hisagi groaning against your pussy as he controls himself from cumming. “Almost there?” Kensei asks, taking cues from your movements.

“Mm-hmm,” you manage to mumble, unwilling to leave Hisagi. 

“Good…let it happen…” Kensei fucks into you with a consistent rhythm, Hisagi matching his tongue to go at the same pace. Hisagi grits his teeth together, feeling hot and flushed, while Kensei is barely holding back his grunts of pleasure, all three of you driving each other to the end. 

As your second orgasm of the night hits, you feel Kensei’s cock twitch and spasm inside you, feel the gush of warm liquid coat your inner walls as he spills his seed into you, and at the same time, Hisagi shoots bullets of sticky cum into your throat. You pull back to swallow, some of it dripping back down on the sides of cock, pooling into his dark hair.

You sigh in relief and rest your cheek on Hisagi’s hip as Kensei pulls out of you.

“How was it?” Kensei moves towards your head and grabs you under the arms, pulling you up the bed and cradling you against his chest as he leans back on the pillows. Hisagi cleans himself off before joining you as well. 

“It was really good.” You lay comfortably between both of them, Hisagi gently stroking your arm, Kensei supporting your weight. “Like, amazing.”

Both the men chuckle approvingly. “Glad to hear it third seat.” Hisagi pats your ass with affection, making you blush.

“Hey now Shuhei, don’t just go patting my future wife’s ass without permission now,” Kensei almost barks the words but you can hear the humor in them. “And for future reference, no uncommunicated sex. That goes for both of you,” he adds. “I want to be there every time.”

“Of course taicho,” you agree, and Hiasgi hums in acceptance. You raise your head inquiringly, and Kensei arches an eyebrow.

“Yes?”

“Maybe…we could cut it down from 5 years?”

Kensei’s roaring laugh fills the bedroom and you and Hisagi join in, knowing this won’t be the last time this happens. 

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Hi! Sorry for the first round, let's try a second round lol 🖤 May I request #11, #17, or #6 for Shuhei Hisagi for the awkward pillow talk event?

Mb I was at work reading the rules of your event and read it too quickly😅I was too excited

No worries! You got it now. I love Hisagi, I don't get to write for him too often. I hope you'll like this!

☁️ Pillow talk event - Masterlist ☁️ Prompt: “It’s only awkward if we make it awkward.” “Agreed.” “That sounded awkward.” “I know.” Character: Hisagi Shuhei (Bleach) x GN reader (no pronouns or genitals mentioned) ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Suggestive content | Minors DNI | Fluff, humor, 'platonic' sex ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

You should have known better than to dive into the sheets with your best friend. You really should have not done it. But the sexual tension between the two of you had been increasing every single day for a few months now. A few touches, some accidental -and not so accidental- flirting… it was only a matter of time before this happened. 

And yet. 

You didn’t want a relationship. He didn’t want one either. You had talked about this before. You cherished the friendship way too much. So it would have been for the best if neither of you had ever seen the other person naked in a non-platonic way. 

And yet. 

Here you were, laying on your back, catching your breath after what was arguably the best sex you had ever had. You had felt such a connection the minute your lips connected, and before you knew it, you had been nothing but a mess of limbs on the bed, not an inch of skin left unexplored or untouched. 

“So… we’re not a couple now, right?” 

You were the first to speak up, insecurity apparent in your voice. You had both broken the unspoken promise you had made to each other, and you had to talk about it. Preferably now, before your thoughts and feelings could go on, living a life on their own. 

“No.. we aren’t.” 

He didn’t sound as sure as you had hoped that he would. Hisagi was confident and strong when it came to work, professionalism. But you knew him better than that. And those insecurities came out in vulnerable moments like this. 

“It’s only awkward if we make it awkward.”

You spoke up again after a long moment of silence, staring at the ceiling above you. You couldn’t bear looking at him right now. You weren’t sure what you’d do if you could see his expression, trying not to imagine what he’d look like right now.” 

“Agreed.” 

Then more silence. 

“That sounded awkward” 

You chuckled uncomfortably, trying to diffuse the tension again by just calling it like it was. And he chuckled in response. 

“I know." 

It was silent for a while again, until you noticed the bed shake, just a little. Held back laughter was shaking Hisagi’s entire body until he could no longer hold it back and he just started laughing. You felt the corners of your mouth turn up as well, laughter bubbling up and eventually joining him, until your abs started hurting and your throat was dry. 

“Fuck, we are idiots.” 

“that we are.” 

“But we’re still friends, right?” 

“Of course”

[brittscafe]

Bleach Headcanons

Reactions to finding you asleep:

Includes: Kisuke Urahara, Renji Abarai, Ichigo Kurosaki, Shūhei Hisagi, Byakuya Kuchiki. 

Kisuke Urahara: Kisuke walks into his little candy shop expecting to find his significant other at the register checking out customers, but he finds quite the opposite. The shop is empty and you're at the register, elbows on the counter and your face resting in the palm of your hands with your eyes closed. He cocks an eyebrow and walks over to you where Tessai is mending the counter as you’re fast asleep. 

“Tessai, close the shop for the day,” Kisuke demands with a perky tone as he wraps his arms around your waist. He easily lifts you up onto his shoulder and carries you to your bedroom where he decides to take a nap with you, nuzzling his head into the warmth of your neck.

Ichigo Kurosaki: You were waiting for him in his room after school, but he got caught up with a hollow. Your eyelids become heavy and you slump down in his bed.

Ichigo swings the door open to his bedroom and his heart skips a beat. Your lips are slightly parted open and your fast asleep on your side.

“Hey, what the hell? You couldn’t wait until I got home?” Ichigo scoffs out, shaking his head with denial. He places his backpack down on the ground and walks over to you.

The bed shifts as he sits down and Ichigo’s fingers run through your soft hair. He carefully moves the hair out of your face and pulls a blanket over your body. 

He places a soft kiss on your warm forehead and leans against the headboard, waiting for you to wake up.

Shūhei Hisagi: He’s get easily flustered with anything at this point. When he finds you passed out in your room, his breath hitches in his throat and he almost trips over his own feet.

His eyes rake over your body and soft expression. “Shit,” he mumbles underneath his breath. He walks over to the bed and carefully places his hand on your shoulder.

You turn over onto your other side and grab onto his hand, pulling him down onto the bed with you. His eyes widen as he lands next to you and his heart pounds against his chest, wanting to leap out.

His arms hesitantly wrap around your torso and pulls you closer to him. He buries his burning face in your shoulder and doesn’t dare to move an inch.

Byakuya Kuchiki: You’re fast asleep in your office. Hunched over your office desk and face down in a stack of papers. A pen loosely in your fingers and Byakuya opens the door. His grey eyes soften and a smile tugs on his face.

He walks over to you and takes the pen out from your fingertips. He places it down on your desk and walks behind you. He pulls out your chair and he wraps his arms around you tightly.

Byakuya carefully lifts you up into his arms and you mumble a little, still trapped in a deep sleep. Your arms hang down and swing back and forth as Byakuya marches out of your office.

“Shh...I know you’re tired, love,” Byakuya whispers, a proud smile spreading across his face.

Renji Abarai:

Renji and his other squad members walk into barracks, laughing loudly. He glances into the room and his eyes widen.

Your curled up on the couch in the general room, your chest gently going up and down with each breath you inhale and exhale. Renji’s eardrums fill with the roaring laughter behind him and he quickly spins around.

“Shut the hell up! Are you trying to wake her up?!” Renji demands through gritted teeth. His nostrils flare up with anger and the laughter fades away as his other squad members disappear down the hallway.

Renji walks over to you on the couch and shifts himself underneath you. He runs his hand over your head and leans back his head, closing his eyes and taking a nap with you.

[thewritetofreespeech]

tags: bondage, blowjobs, handjobs, heterosexual intercourse, fem!dom, 69, orgasm delay, mild ice play

He came to with a groan and tried to force his eyes open. It took a few tries, lids fluttering like bird wings, but Shuhei was finally able to get them open and was met with....darkness.

‘What the fu...’ His senses suddenly became ultra-heightened as he tried to sit up, but a heavy weight pulled on his wrists. He now realized they were above his head. Keeping him tied down. Immediately he started to jolt and thrash to get himself, or at least his eyes, free.

“Don’t try to fight it dear.” The vice-captain stopped as he heard a soft, silky, familiar voice around him. “You’ll only make it worse.”

“Goddamit [Y/N]!”

He remembered now. He was coming over after work. Late, as usual. He tried to get off sooner, but his duties as vice-captain and member of the 9th & 13 kept him very busy. Shuhei had been more than prepared for a tongue lashing or cold shoulder when he showed up. Ready to fall on bended knee and apologize if need be. What he hadn’t expected was to be hit with a stun kido the minute he walked through the door. Knocking him out and landing him in the current situation he was in. “Let me go! This isn’t funny!”

“It’s not meant to be funny.” [Y/N] responded coolly. “It’s meant to be a punishment.”

Shuhei gulped a little. Ok, so she was a little madder than he expected. How was he gonna get out of this one? He might write words for a living, but coming up with the right ones to say were always at a loss for him. “Look, [Y/N], I’m sorry.” Apology always seemed a good place to start.

“I don’t want your apology.” ‘Crap’. “I want you to suffer.”

Shuhei tensed at their words. Since he couldn’t see, he couldn’t tell if she was serious or not. And since he couldn’t move, he had to consider the possibility that he was in actual danger. ‘Dammit!’ He cursed in his head as he tried to break his bindings again. Why did he have to be dating a kido master?!

There was a shift in the reiatsu in the air he could pick up on, then a shift in the bed. A long pause. Then suddenly something very cold was on his chest. Shuhei flinched and made an undignified sound. Startled by the cold. His brain associating it with the cool bite of steel, but he realized it was just a piece of ice in their hand. “Hey! Quit it! That’s cold!”

“That’s the point.” [Y/N] said. Her tone about as cool as the ice.

Shuhei mentally huffed and laid back. He realized he wasn’t getting out of this without taking his lumps. She was angry. He supposed he should be in trouble for breaking their date again. And, [Y/N] was right, fighting would only make it worse.

He flinched and gritted his teeth as the ice passed over his skin. Leaving pimpled flesh behind. It would start. Then stop. Pass over his nipple, or a particularly sensitive spot on his chest, making him jump. Then it would stop again. Eventually he got used to the sensation. His blinded sight making him incredibly aware of the different temperatures on his skin.

“You’re getting hard.”

Their voice suddenly cut through his focus like a knife. “N-No I’m not!” Shuhei backfired. He could just guess how red his face was. One, because he was never comfortable talking about sexual things directly. And two, because it was absolutely true.

“Don’t lie to me.” [Y/N]’s fingers ghost over the top of his hakama where his erection was starting to form. It twitched and raised slightly higher as Shuhei let out a gasp. “Lying to me once this evening about our date was bad enough.”

“I’m sorry…..” He apologized again. His voice a little weaker this time.

He felt ashamed for breaking his promise. But how could he make it up to them? Make them see that he really was sorry, and that he had no intention of breaking that promise to them. “I really did try. It’s just that my duties are…”

“They’re very important to you.” She finished for him. A hand slipped into his pants to stroke his partial erection. “I’m important to.”

“You are!” Shuhei insisted. The ropes biting into his wrists as he tried to sit up in earnest but failed. “You are important to me. You’re the most important person to me.”

“More important than Kensei?” [Y/N] asked. Her hand still stroking him slowly. “More important than Mashiro?”

“Yes…I mean…that…” It was getting hard to think with her hand on him.

He wanted to say ‘yes, you are more important’ but then again, he couldn’t really say no to his captain or a superior when they asked for something. Both were important. But he couldn’t really explain that as his brain was starting to cloud with pleasure. Like a slow rolling fog over the hills in the Rukongai. The blindfold making it almost impossible to block it out or focus on anything else. “[Y/N]….”

“You’re not supposed to be enjoying this.” Shuhei let out a sharp wail when she twisted his nipple, hard. The pain creating clear focus for a second before it sharpened the edges of his pleasure and made them more intense. He liked the pain, he realized, and his face had to be beet red now as he felt embarrassment and shame along with an undeniable pleasure. “You’re supposed to be being punished for being in trouble.”

“I…I am…” His tongue felt like it weighed 10 pounds. The back of his throat was a weird mix of dry and sopping wet from the drool in his mouth. “I am. I was wrong. I’m sorry. You were right. I deserve to be punished.” His whole body felt on fire now. Gods what was wrong with him!

There was a shift on the bed and Shuhei was terrified for a moment that she was just going to leave him there. Then he heard the sound of rustling fabric over the pounding in his ears. He realized she was taking her clothes off. She was naked right now. He had to swallow as his mouth salivated at the thought and imagine of her naked body his mind had conjured up for him. “You want to make it up to me?”

He would have nodded enthusiastically but was caught off guard when the bed shifted again. Only this time above his head and not by his waist. The soft feeling of her thighs against his face and arms, still pinned above him, and she doesn’t have to say anything for him to know what he has to do to make it up to her.

Shuhei craned his neck up almost immediately before she even lowered herself down to start licking her. He moaned loudly in tandem with [Y/N]’s soft whimper when his tongue touched her. Lapping at her with a gusto he’d never had before; and he usually wasn’t stingy in that department when they were together normally.

The vice-captain continued to pleasure [Y/N] as she settled nicely over his face. The binds on his wrists biting now and then as he wanted to touch her but couldn’t. But maybe that was part of his punishment. Aside from keeping him here, the binds were meant to keep him from touching her. Which she knew was his favorite part. Shuhei had always been a tactile person. Needing to touch everything to figure it out. He’d spend hours just touching her body if he could. Mapping out every space. Finding all those spots that made her giggle or sigh. Just holding her close. It was torture not to touch her with anything but his mouth, but he assumed that was part of the point.

She lifted up to give him a chance to breath and he felt her fall forward. “Oh fuck….” Shuhei hissed as he felt her breath near his cock. He’d been so focused on her taste and her pussy that he forgot how aching his cock was. The simple whisp of air enough to make it painfully reaware of how hard he was. “[Y/N]….”

“Keep going.”

If he’d been in his right mind, he would realize how hot & thick her voice sounded. Not cool and collected at all now. Clearly not unaffected by their game. But he couldn’t think of anything accept his throbbing cock and her command, so he went back to licking her like he was told.

[Y/N] let out a heavy moan when he started again and Shuhei let out a shout, his whole body convulsing, when she wrapped her mouth around his cock. He didn’t cum, but it felt like his whole body had an orgasm when her lips wrapped around him. He knew he wasn’t going to last long.

They continue to pleasure each other with their mouths. Shuhei’s brain overwrought with pleasure. His cock in her mouth giving him the best blowjob he’s ever had and simultaneously tasting her sweetness and feeling her pussy quiver on his tongue as it was about to cum.

He wanted them to cum together. So he sped up his movements and sucked on her clit, while his hips bucked into her mouth. Just a few more seconds and he could finally cum. Just a little more…..Just a little more…..

His mouth came off [Y/N]’s cunt with almost a wet pop when suddenly nothing happened. “What did you do?!”

[Y/N] pulled back from his cock with a long, wet pull of her mouth. “61.”

It took Shuhei a moment to figure out what that meant. His thoughts lost in a sea of pleasure, pain, about to cum, not about to cum. Then he realized what that meant and his whole body went tense. “You used Six-Rod on my dick?!”

“Would you prefer I stopped and got a cock ring?”

He couldn’t even think to come up with a response to that. Shuhei was still too shocked that his girlfriend had used a binding kido on his dick to stop him from cumming, and that it actually worked. The desire to cum was still there. The feeling of he was about to cum was still there. But he just…..couldn’t. “Take it off!”

“No.”

He felt the bed shift again and Shuhei started to trash this time in panic of being left alone. Her hand came down on his stomach, just at his naval, to settle him and also use it as a base to straddle him. “You’re going to know what it’s like to be kept waiting.” Shuhei let out a long, deep, aching moan as [Y/N] slide down on his cock. Warm, wet, and blindingly hot. He could almost see white flashes behind his eyes they were shut so tight as he continued to moan. “To feel what it’s like to wait for someone to come. To be left hanging while other people do what they need to first.”

His moans turned into whimpers as she started to rock. It felt so good. But with that it also hurt because he was so desperate to cum. He felt helpless. His mind tormented by all these feelings & sensations that it could really help him. It could only do one thing. “Please….” Beg.

“Are you going to make me a priority from now on?” [Y/N] asked as her hips rocked faster.

“Yes!”

“You’re not going to blow off our dates or keep me waiting anymore?” She was fully riding him now.

“Yes!!”

“Have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes! Yes! I learned my lesson! I won’t do it again! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, please just let me cum!”

There was the sharp sound of the snap of her fingers and the binding was off. Instantly Shuhei came so hard he thought he might pass out. His hips arching off the bed as far as they could to bury his cock as deep in her as possible as it felt like his cock was cumming forever, wrapped in the quivering walls of her pussy.

Eventually, it stopped. The two of them collapsed on the bed in an exhausted, pathing heap as Shuhei’s brain still tried to make sense of what happened.

[Y/N] moved off of him. He let out a soft, over stimulated whimper when he felt his cock slip from inside her, then hissed when the blindfold was removed from his eyes. “Sorry if I was mean to you.”

Her hand moved to brush against his cheek, and Shuhei realized that tears had been welling up on his eyes. “It’s ok.”

Her hands move to untie him. They fall in a heavy flop once released, before he instantly moved to wrap them around her. Finally having a chance. “I’m sorry I was late. And if you were feeling unimportant.”

“I was.” [Y/N] replied into his chest as he held her close. “I suppose this was a little dramatic.”

“It was….fine.” Shuhei wasn’t in a place mentally to be honest and say he enjoyed it. Despite everything that just happened, he was still wasn’t comfortable talking about sexual things directly. Maybe the blindfold helped. “I promise, I won’t be late again.”

“You better not be.” [Y/N] lifted her hand and a gold orb of light formed on her index finger. Shuhei’s cock twitching in response. He got the message.

[electronicwitchcollection]

~*Shuhei Hisagi smut*~

Not my best, longest or most descriptive work. I needed to just get something out there to get my mind off Grimmjow for a while 😂

hope you’ll enjoy, regardless

"what in the seven hells is that?" You mutter in disbelief at the strange machine Shuhei was circling, huge grin plastered over his handsome face. The unusual contraption was comprised of shiny metal and black leather, sat atop two very large black wheels. You've never seen anything like it in soul society before

"A motorbike"  he caught your eye, his own shining with child like glee you hadn't seen there in so long. The "motorbike" was huge, black leather seat and polished chrome pipes up the sides. The handle bars were up high, spread wide as the metal gleamed in the sun light.

You joined him in admiring the unusual machinery, the polished curves, the large round wheels looking midnight black against the white stone floor. "How did you even get it here?"  You asked bemused, watching guilt flash over his handsome face. His cheeks flushed a brilliant red, fingers raking through his jet black hair as he opened and closed his mouth, searching for a suitable explanation

"on second thoughts, I don't wanna know" you chuckle. Clearly he had obtained the large motorbike under less than ideal circumstances, being kept in the dark seemed like the safer option for you.

"it's for the best, the less you know.." he trailed off with a half hearted shoulder shrug. His eyes were glued to the bike, strong hand smoothing over the leather appreciatively. You watched as he threw his leg over the machine, straddling the bike between his strong thighs. His hands trailed up the smooth metal of the handle bars before gripping the black rubber handles

"you want to come for a ride?" He turned to give you that half quirked smile that had your heart racing. He patted the small space on the seat behind him invitingly, leaving one arm hanging loosely on the handle

"do you even know how to use this thing?" You asked dubiously, hesitating to mount the unknown contraption. They didn't have these here in soul society, how much did Shuhei really know about these machines?

"of course I do, I've ridden it a whole bunch of times". He smiled brightly, slight boastful tone in his deep voice. He looked confident, prideful even. You thought it suited him immensely, he looked hot, straddling the metal beast with a look of total control. He held out his hand to you, encouraging you closer "Trust me, I'll keep you safe" 

Throwing caution to the wind, you accepted his hand. It was warm, calloused by hours of intense training, years of perfecting his fighting style. He squeezed your fingers gently as you stood next to the bike, the biggest grin plastered on his face. He guided your hand up to his shoulder, easy leverage for you to swing your leg over behind him. You squeezed into the small space, front pressed up against his hard back.

Your breath caught in your throat as his hands smoothed up your thighs. He grabbed hold of your hands, pulling them to wrap around his middle, eliminating any space between you. "Hold on to me, we're gunna go fast" You intertwined your fingers, keeping them secure around his middle, heart thumping in your chest in anticipation.

Shuhei shuffled on the seat to get comfortable before turning the key. The machine roared to life, a deep, loud rumble so unlike anything you had ever heard. It sounded like thunder rolling in. The whole motorbike shook with aggressive vibrations, igniting a spark in your most intimate area. Your gasp was drowned out by the metallic beasts roar, legs kept splayed open by the width of the seat, at mercy to the tingling sensations spreading though your whole body

"Hold tight!" Shuhei shouted over the thunderous noise, pulling on the throttle and lurching you both forward. You yelped startled, clinging onto Shuhei as tightly as you could as the scenery whizzed passed you in a blur of colour. Wind whipped your hair around your face, the speed taking your breath away. You buried your head between his shoulder blades. Willing your rapidly beating heart to calm down . You smile at hearing him give a whoop of excitement, pushing the bike faster through the streets of soul society.

Adrenaline pumped through your veins, a rush of euphoric endorphins surged though you as you pushed yourself closer to the body you were clinging to. You tilted your head to the side, taking in the fast ride, embracing the thrill. It was amazing, almost felt like you were flying. You heard Shuhei whoop again, prompting you to join in with your own proclamation of joy.

You didn't know how Shuhei controlled the bike so precisely, weaving between Shinigami walking through the streets, taking corners at impossible speeds. When travelling down a long stretch of road, Shuhei pulled back tightly, lifting the back onto one wheel. You screamed startled, fingers digging into his clothes for fear of falling off. You could hear his chuckle as he landed the bike back down, a screeching noise cutting through the roar as the airborne wheel hit the ground.

You started to relax behind him, peering over his shoulder to take in the fast acceleration, commit it all to memory. You were coming to a cross roads when someone suddenly cut through your path, pulling a large wooden wagon behind them. The man pulling the cart stopped, wide eyed at the machine barrelling towards him at a rapid rate. Shuhei reacted quick, taking a sharp turn down an alley to avoid collision. The man's angry shouts followed you down the alley way. 

The momentum had the bike shaking violently, loosing control on the dirt path. Shuhei used all his strength to try and straighten the bike, roughly bouncing over the rough terrain. Fear quickly dominated you, a silent scream caught in your voice as you saw what lay ahead. A solid brick wall littered with empty carts. To your absolute horror, Shuhei sped up the bike, head straight for the inevitable collision "Shuhei!" You scream out, screwing your eyes shut as you braved for impact

"hold on!" He Hollered back, jerking the handle bars up over the lip of one of the carts, shooting straight over it and over the wall. You were airborne for what seemed like forever, stomach shifting inside of you at the sudden drop. The bike hit the floor hard, kicking up grass as it's wheels spun impossibly fast over the smooth surface . It shook and rattled over the bumpy field, screaming loudly in protest. You felt the bike jerk to the side, gliding over the grass before coming to a sudden halt.

The engine ticked over as you both sat there in stunned silence. Your whole body trembled with adrenaline at the near crash, limps shaking in there frozen grip around Shuheis stomach. He killed the bike, rumble quieting in an instant, allowing you to hear the muffled sound of your own heat hammering in your ears. The vibration stopped, your whole bottom half felt numb at the loss.

You were both breathing hard, unbelieving that you had survived that whole ordeal unscathed. Shuhei gently peeled your arms from around him, awkwardly manoeuvring his legs over the bike to turn and face you. His thighs trapped yours between them, hand tilted up your face to look into your wide eyes "are you hurt? Are you okay?"

He asked you slightly panicked, face paled with concern. You shake your head no, unable yet to form any coherent words. You felt like electricity was surging through your body, you were too hot and impossibly cold all at the same time. Shivers raked through your body, overwhelmed with contradictory emotions. Fear was slowly leaving your body, a strange sense of empowerment creeping in.

You couldn't think, only feel, only act. You lean in quickly, pressing your lips over his in a hurried kiss. The adrenaline mixed with the phantom feeling of the vibrations between your legs had you unexplainably turned on. You needed the thrill to continue, needed some out left for your jittery nerves. Shuhei's eyes widened as you kissed him,stunned, before surging into the kiss. His hand went to the back of your head, pushing you closer in your desperate kiss. It was messy and rough, desperate in the way you slammed together.

Shuhei forced his tongue into your mouth, hungrily tasting as much of you as he could. With frenzied desperation you match his energy, twirling your tongues together, teeth nipping at his lips. When you parted it was simultaneous, each breathing hard as you stared at eachother in unspoken conversation. Your eyes were wild with need, his dark with hungry lust.

You met him again in a bruising kiss, hands between you working his clothes off of his upper body. His hands went around your ass, pulling you forward to sit on his growing erection. You pushed away the offending garments, hands smoothing over his broad chest and wide shoulders. Shuhei groaned into your mouth, leaving your chasing lips to lavishly kiss your neck, hands kneading the plump flesh of your ass.

Head thrown back you moaned into the open sky, rolling your hips over his hidden cock, feeling the ridged length under your covered core. Shuhei licked and nipped at your neck, finding the most sensitive area he started to suck. You let your hands slide over his chest, dropping to your own obi and untying the knot. Tilting your head to allow more access you unwrapped your top, letting it fall off your arms behind you and revealed your naked breasts.

Your nipples instantly hardened, exposed in the open air. Shuhei released your neck with a wet pop, cheeks darkening at the vision of your exposed breasts, dusky pink nipples erect and begging for attention. He dipped his head, securing one pert nipple in his mouth as the other was cupped by his hand. The combination of his hot, swirling tongue and his large hand firmly cupping your breast had you delirious with arousal.

You leaned back, one hand supporting your weight and the other getting lost in his hair, keeping him at your breasts. Spikes of pleasure rushed straight to your clenching pussy, arousal dampening your panties. You needed more, needed the full stretch of his cock being buried inside you, the explosion of release. With a tug of his hair you pull his head back, his neck was strained, Adam's apple protruding deliciously.

You take advantage of the angle, kissing your way up his neck to reclaim his lips. He didn't allow you to remain in control, removing your hand from his hair, he placed it on his throbbing cock, making your fingers trail up the length of it, feel the girth. You palmed him over his trousers, hips circling on the leather seat, trying to find friction on your swollen clit.

Shuhei breathed heavily through his nose, dominating your mouth with his skilful tongue. He pulled away with fire in his eyes"take off your pants, now" he commanded you darkly, starting to rid himself of his own clothing. It was awkward, but you managed to kick off the rest of your clothes, leaving them crumpled on the grass below. Shuhei planted his feet either side of the bike, long, heavy cock standing proud between his open thighs, bead of cum leaking from the tip and sliding down the length of his veiny cock.

Another day, another time, you would've liked to lick it off, swallow his cock and bring him to the brink with your mouth alone. Now, you were too far gone, too flustered to do anything other than sink onto that cock and ride yourself to completion. Shuhei seemed to be as desperate as you, as he grabbed you by the hips and pulled you forward.

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he lifted you by your hips, guiding you down his hot length in one fluid motion. You gasp at the full stretch, head falling to Shuhei's shoulder as you accommodate the large intrusion. Shuhei dug his fingers into your hips, struggling to keep still long enough for you to adjust. Your tight, wet heat felt incredible, squeezing around his shaft.

Your arms wrap around his neck, rolling your hips the best you could, having no purchase for your legs. Shuhei groaned at the friction, hands sliding down your ass, using his strong arms to lift you up his length and pulling you back down the the hilt. He set a punishing rhythm, slamming you repeatedly onto his cock, chasing that incredible high that could only be achieved by an earth shattering orgasm.

You felt like you were on fire, burning for every inch you were forcefully sat upon. The angle had you feeling every rigid inch, stretching you intoxicatingly. You were dripping your arousal down the length, every thrust of Shuhei's hips gliding through your throbbing cunt.

"Shuhei" you moaned wantonly into his neck, fingernails leaving Cresent shape indents into his strong shoulders as you struggled to match his pace, hips bucking erratically with every slam of his cock. Shuhei grunted with exertion, strong thighs shaking with the awkwardness of the position, yet couldn't pull himself away from your impossibly tight, wet heat to change positions.

"you feel amazing" he purred next to your ear, thrusting deep, pulling a sweet moan from your lips  "just keep riding me babe" he encouraged you to continue to roll your hips as his hands stopped dragging you up and down his cock. You ground yourself down onto him, searching for the right spot that'll have you seeing stars. You felt so erotic, riding Shuhei out in the open, mounted on this metallic beast where anyone could stumble upon you.

Your head was thrown back as a keening moan ripped through your throat, the head of Shuhei's cock bumping over your gspot. Keeping the angle to desperately ground against it, pleasure surging through your body. Shuhei dipped his head to the swell of your breasts, leaving sloppy kisses over your flushed skin as his hands kneaded over your ass, squeezing appreciatively at the fleshy globes.

You were getting tired, body trembling with the strength you used to keep yourself up. "Shuhei, I can't.." you whine, hip movements becoming weaker, the adrenaline was slowly leaving you, making you feel weak. Shuhei captured your mouth in a searing kiss, running his tongue over your lips, asking entry. You open them willingly, meeting his tongue in a sensual dance.

Shuhei stood from the bike, bringing you up with him effortlessly. Carefully he laid you down, keeping himself buried within you. He refused to break the kiss, determined to map out every inch of your mouth. You wrapped your legs around his waist, hands roaming over his smooth back as he plundered your mouth. His hands caressed up your sides, sneaking between you to cup the generous weight of your breasts. Thumbs flicking over your sensitive nipples.

When oxygen became necessary, he reluctantly withdrew, standing to his full height, feet planted either side of the bike you were laid down on. He started  rutting into you slowly, savouring the feel of your velvety walls squeezing around his cock. His hands found purchase on your hips, keeping you exactly where he wanted you. His thrusting became faster, increasing in intensity

He looked down, eyes darkening at the sight of your greedy pussy swallowing him hole, your arousal wetting his dick glistened in the bright sunlight. Your moans were beautiful, unrestrained, letting him know how good he was making you feel. It was feeding his ego beyond words, spurring him on in his mission to get you cuming all over his cock. "You like that?" He asked you, voice dropping in pitch as he watched your face contort in pleasure, mouth parted prettily with constant moans.

You nodded desperately, hands coming up behind your head to grip onto the leather seat, needing something to stabilise you as you spiralled into bliss. He was relentlessly hitting your pleasure spot with every precise thrust. "Tell me," he panted, watching your breasts jiggle enticingly with every snap of his hips. He sought out your clit, rubbing tight circles with his thumb over the sensitive bud. You cried out at the extra stimulation, eyes slamming shut. "Tell me how good it feels" 

"so good, Shuhei." You whined, struggling not to become delirious as your orgasm quickly approached "please Shuhei, gunna cum" Shuhei started to sweat, doubling his efforts to fuck into you. He could feel his balls tightening, clear indication he was reaching his peak. He needed you to cum first, wanted to feel you tighten on his cock as you soaked him with your arousal

"you gunna cum for me, good girl?"  The dirty talk was making you impossibly hot, never having expecting it from Shuhei, who was genuinely very sweet and respectful "your pretty little pussy gonna squirt all over my cock?" 

You were beyond forming any words, simply nodding frantically as pleasure overwhelmed you. You were teetering on the edge, moments away from plunging into euphoria. "Come then, come all over my cock" that was the extra push you needed to tumble into your orgasm. Impossibly powerful spikes of pleasure ripped through your body as you came, screaming noncommittal at the blinding feelings coursing though your body. You came hard, arousal gushing wetly from your cunt as it clenched around the veiny cock erratically pumping into you.

Shuhei swore as you clenched around him, unable to hold out with the vice like grip you had on his dick. He choked on his own exclamation of euphoric bliss as he came hard, hot spurts of ejaculate costing your rippling walls, milking him of every drop. He fell forward, laying on you heavily. His head nestled into the crook of your neck, panting wetly into your skin as his mind buzzed from his climax. 

You stared up to the pale blue sky in wonderment. You couldn't believe that had just happened. The speed of the bike, nearly crashing into a wall followed by the most desperate sex you've ever had. Shuhei pulled himself from your neck to look down at your face. He gave you a crooked smile which you returned before giggling at the absurdity of the situation. Shuhei's deep chuckle joined yours, his body shaking over yours. 

He slowly sat up, pulling his cock free from your wet centre, to sit back on the bike. He pulled you up by your hand, hands dropping to your waist to keep you steady. Shuhei leaned in, kissing you sweetly, lips ghosting over your own when a rough voice made you both jump. 

"what the hell do you think you are doing Hisagi?!" 

Shuhei's captain was standing a few feat away from you, arms crossed over his exposed chest with a pissed look on his face. Captain Muguruma watched as you squealed with embarrassment, pushing yourself into Shuhei to hide as much of your nakedness as you could, burying your flaming red face into his chest 

"Captain." Hisagi choked out, face darkening as red as your own, mind spluttering for an explanation. He reached down to the ground, grabbing his top to drape over you and hide your frame for his captains murderous gaze "I can explain"

"My office, now."  Kensei turned to march back to his office, leaving the pair to dress and follow him. Not only had his lieutenant smuggled something in from the world of the living, he had nearly run over about four shinigami who had already put in complains, caused havoc and left black marks all over the street floors. He then decided to have sex on said smuggled artefact in the middle of a very public field. He could already feel the headache coming on from all the paperwork  "Fucking idiots "

[strawhatsoraya]

Hiii! So, we've been talking about Shuuhei… what about a little scenario with a female soul reaper who's from another division but has had her eyes on him for a while because, well, he's HOT. Maybe she even already realized that his bad boy look isn't really true because in some small interaction he was super nice and polite? Or perhaps she's still convinced he's a total womanizer/bad boy based of his looks and kept her distance? Either way, one evening, she gets nice and tipsy (with Rangiku?? Or somebody else?) and goes all "You know what? Look at him. LOOK AT HIM. He's so underappreciated! Fuck it, I'll go for it." So she tries her very best to seduce Shuuhei and is a) surprised he's so gentle and soft-spoken and b) flusters him completely? :D Or something along those lines.

Random scenario-thought, in case it strikes a cord, I'd love to read your version of it :D Have a great day!

how long has it been??? don't answer, this question is rhetorical I don't even wanna know. i wrote some shuhei uh fluff? yes...fluff with some suggestive content but nothing explicit. you get drunk y/n making a fool of herself and shuhei being cute.

SHUHEI HISAGI X FEM READER / SFW WC: 2.7k CW: alcohol consumption, horrible attempts at humor and seduction, second hand embarrassment, badly timed boners, and equally badly timed confessions

You didn't know what it was about him that made you so crazy. 

Rather, the truth was, you couldn't decide on a single thing. Maybe it was that dark bold stripe across his face. The same that made you stare at his profile, that squinted intense gaze that rooted you to your spot wherever you were. Maybe it was the numbered tattoo on the angular bone of his cheek. Maybe it was the mystery of not knowing what any of it meant.

Or maybe, just maybe, you liked that you couldn't figure him out. You liked the danger that came with the unknown, the quiet variables that leave your formula incomplete day after day.

Although you had yet to see him entangled in somebody else's arms you were convinced he was as emotionally unavailable as the rest of the men clad in black. Tomorrow was a flimsy promise that nobody dared to even touch but you tacked it on the front of your shinigami robes, like a stupid participation ribbon.

Tomorrow you'd take the first step. Tomorrow you'd confess. Tomorrow, always tomorrow.

Those days came and went, and you were nowhere closer to unraveling the secrets Shuhei Hisagi kept. Tired of your cowardice, and tired from that day's training, you find yourself commiserating over drinks with Rangiku. Her tolerance for alcohol was beyond measure. It was a terrible idea to pair up with her, but she was always willing to lend an ear or two.

Right now, you didn’t want logic or common sense. Right now, you need someone to make you feel a tiny bit better about your cowardice. 

Rangiku does it well. She makes sympathetic noises, as she fills your sake cup repeatedly. It is quite a skill,  you think to yourself amongst the clouds, the way she never lets your cup be dry. Not even for a minute. You’re gathered with members of different squads for one of Rangiku’s badly coordinated mixers. The numbers between female and male guests was never even–assuming people even showed up in the first place.

“Is it really my fault?” you start feeling indignant. In the back of your mind you know you have no right. You were not the victim of the cruelty of the Fates, or unchangeable circumstances. The truth was, you were merely scared of rejection. “Is IT my fault?” You ask again, as Rangiku sways slightly next to you, a tiny smile on her lips.

She looks content with her lot in life at the moment, and your indignation is slowly replaced by green envy.

“You just don’t understand do you?” you ask her as your head bobs. The movement is mostly involuntary but you find yourself too tired to control it. The alcohol has steeped itself in your veins, and you know now would be the time to cut yourself off. Instead, you bring the cup of sake that Rangiku just refilled to your lips once more.

“I do understand, actually,” Rangiku insists, gathering your shoulders in an one armed embrace. “I do. Men are so DENSE. In fact, like that one,” she slurs as she points her chin towards the familiar pallid appearance of one Izuru Kira. “Look at him!”

Her voice is loud, and the scent of sake is sweet coming from her moistened lips. You look away to watch Kira perk up in his seat. His cheeks are pink, a bright contrast against his pallid skin. The stupefied expression on his face is slightly endearing. Perhaps you had too much sake after all.

“You see him?!” Rangiku prattles on, steamrolling over the din of stranger’s conversations. You sway in tandem with her, still trapped in her arm. Her strength was not completely unknown to you but there was something about drunk Rangiku that made her at least three times stronger. “Look at him! So dense. So stupid. So cute.”

You smile apologetically at Kira. It almost feels like the sudden verbal attack was incited by your poor inability to be honest with your feelings. There’s an attempt to free yourself from Rangiku as you press a hand on her chest and push. Rangiku squeals in your ear and lets you go, only to bring her hands to her chest. Her smile is crooked, and she flutters her eyelashes at you.

You swallow a groan.

“Have you moved on to me already?” she asks you in a shouted whisper. You glance sideways at Kira waiting to be saved but he avoids your gaze and instead greets the new arrival to the table.

The last person you expected  joins your table. At the sight of the stripe across one of his cheeks you feel your blood turn to ice. A  chill passes over you, making you shiver where you sat. You almost wished Rangiku would twist herself around you once more. Anything to return the heat back to your body and away from your sweltering face. You can’t see it, but you feel it–the flush that ridicules you; burning your shame on your cheeks until you fear it’ll become a permanent tattoo. 

Shuhei Hisagi, as usual, seems ignorant to your struggle. Aside from a casual glance and nod of acknowledgement he gives no indication of knowing your discomfort. The sake threatens to come back up, and you swallow. The acid burns your throat on the way back down.

“Well,” Rangiku’s voice comes in like artificial sweetener–it overcompensates and leaves a terrible aftertaste in the back of your mouth. “Look at what the dog dragged in.”

“It’s cat,” you interject with a quick sideways glance. Rangiku places her arm on your shoulder.

“Whatever.” The blond woman is unfazed. She smiles at Shuhei. “The point is, the man of the hour is here.”

You feel your heart drop to the bottom of your stomach. If possible, you could have feared it slipping right out of your body. You wouldn’t doubt for a second that if it could preserve itself by abandoning the vessel of your pathetic body that it would. Instead, you feel it speed up again, at an alarming rate. It pounds frantically against your ribcage as Shuhei turns his slanted gaze at you. 

“You were waiting for me?” he asks. He is looking at you. You know this because you’re staring right back at him, slack-jawed and in a daze. Yet, it feels as if his question was aimed at Rangiku instead.

“Of course!” she chirps, leaning forward. You glance down and see her breasts threatening to spill out of her uniform. Clumsily, and quickly, you try to gather the fabric and bring it to a close across her cleavage. Rangiku glances down at you, perturbed, at your clenched hands keeping the opening together. Gently, she pats your whitening knuckles. “Now, now…” You don’t let go so she pries your fingers off before continuing the conversation. “I was waiting for you because I need you to take Y/N to her room for me.”

You blink, and sway on the spot, suddenly lightheaded. You have no idea what Rangiku is planning and you consider losing yourself in a temporary moment of dread. That is, until you realize the wonderful opportunity that is being presented to you. Here was Shuhei Hisagi in all his hardened edges, cool demeanor glory. If you could have a moment alone, with your cowardice drowned in alcohol, perhaps you’d find the courage to make a move.

You stand up suddenly, slamming your hands on the table. Kira jumps startled but Shuhei remains calm. He follows suit, and you watch him stand up, taking in his height, his broad shoulders, his imposing gaze. He nods his head at you and gestures quickly.

“Come on then,” he mumbles as he turns his head quickly. You try to find the strength in your jelly legs to walk around the table. So focused in your efforts to remain upright, you almost miss the pink on the top of his ears. His hand is covering half his face when you reach him. The way he chose to wear his uniform was unique. Some might say he barely had it on. As you walk besides him, you notice a rosy flush on the top of his cheeks.

“Are you cold?” you ask him, placing light fingers on his bicep. Before you can register the difference in your body temperatures he’s jerking away, startling you. You never thought you could be criticized for lack of coordination, but inebriated you became a person you didn’t quite know. 

“No, I’m fine,” he mumbles as he turns his face away from you.

The sake must be really doing its toll on you, because if you didn’t know any better, you’d start to believe that Shuhei was being shy. It didn’t suit him. There was such a large gap in his appearance that it just couldn’t possibly make sense but still his ears grew redder and redder, especially when you decide to tuck your hand in the crook of his arm.

You feel him jump even as he tries to keep walking, your fingertips gently brushing the inside of his elbow. He starts to say something, stuttering over his words.

“C-c-careful,” he says, his eyes on the ground. There’s a furious flush on his face, threatening to obfuscate the tattoos on his face. “The ground is lumpy.”

You can’t help it. Even as you bite down on your lower lip, there’s a giggle that bubbles out of you–free and weightless. 

“I’m holding on to you,” you tell him, leaning into him playfully. He sways as you bump him. “I think I’ll be fine.”

It becomes quickly apparent to you that your miracle opportunity could very well lead to nowhere if you don’t take it further. You’ve managed to press your breasts against his arm, in hopes of stirring something wild and untamed inside of him. Instead, he starts to walk stiffly as if he had a metal rod placed in his back. Although you begin to feel more sober, you decide to amp up the theatrics a little, stumbling here and there in your walk.

“Shuhei~” you chirp coyly, syrupy and addictive. “Why don’t you come inside?” you tug him along, struggling with his big frame. If Shuhei is surprised at your strength he doesn’t show it much, except for a careful raise of his eyebrows.

“I really shouldn’t be going into a woman’s room like this,” he mumbles as you finally shove the rest of his big body inside. Shuhei looks around the small room quietly. There’s a futon on the floor in a corner, books littered here and there and wrappers of snacks you promised you’d get rid of weeks ago. 

“Nonsense. That’s way too old fashioned thinking,” you tell him, lowering yourself to the futon. You wave a hand at him repeatedly. Shuhei stares at it apprehensively—like the fluttering wings of a death butterfly, but still heeds its call. He lowers himself awkwardly onto the futon and sits cross legged next to you. His skin feels as if it was tinling, your presence making it worse every time you pressed yourself against him.

You slither one hand over his knee, and Shuhei feels the back of his neck heat up. Your breath tickles his ear when you speak next: “Shall I help you relax? You seem tense. I’m very good at massages.”

He stiffens at your touch. Shuhei knows your touch means more than it implies. He knows that your soft smile is promising him more than just a massage. He also knows that the rouge on your cheeks and the glassy look in your eyes is due to alcohol; that which you consumed a little too much. He knows that to let you keep skimming your hand upwards his leg, as you are doing now, is very ungentlemanly of him.

He presses his shaky hand over yours.

“I’m fine,” he says sternly, lips drawn thinly on his face. “I don’t need a massage right now.” What he needed, perhaps, was to swan dive into a cold lake. His nether regions weren’t getting the picture. He felt himself stiffen, and Shuhei adjusted his legs as discreetly as possible. He didn’t count on your keen observational skills, and your lack of decorum all at once.

“Then what’s that!” you whisper shout, pointing at the sudden rise of cloth between his legs. Shuhei stutters as he feels heat swallow his head whole.

“Never mind that,” he shakes his head, feeling embarrassed and angry to be in this situation with you. “Just go to sleep. That’s what you should do.” He holds you by the shoulders, as you try to peek around his arms. He pushes you back on the bed, as you hold on to his wrists, dragging him down with you. Shuhei, holds his weight up by slamming his hands on either side of your head against the bed. You look up at him, startled, heart racing in your chest.

“Are you going to sleep with me?” you ask him, your fingers still curled around his wrist. “Is this what this is?”

“No!” he shouts, turning bright red. He pushes off of you. “That was an accident because you pulled me down with you.”

“I was hoping to seduce you,” you tell him plainly. Now that you were on your back, you rethink your entire plan. You thought you had sobered up but as the room started to spin slowly, you realized quickly that it had been some kind of delusion. 

“I’m not someone that will just sleep with a drunk woman,” he mumbles, gathering the blankets and pulling them over your body. He tucks you into them, pushing the blankets deep under your body with his fingers, until you become a human burrito. “So please stop.”

“So, you’d sleep with any woman if she wasn’t drunk?”

“No,” he pats your hands which he trapped under the blanket. “I didn’t say that either.”

“I like you,” you confess. You meant to look and feel braver than you did, but being wrapped in blankets unable to move as the room spun slightly, seemed to have stolen all your earlier bravado. Shuhei stares at you silently, before he looks away abruptly. You can see his ears reddened again as he loosens up the blankets slightly.

“I tucked you in too tight,” he mumbles, ignoring your confession.

“I said I like you!” you state a little louder, and bite your lower lip. “Shouldn’t you say something back? Anything?”

Shuhei sighs, and finds your hand under the blankets. He lightly traces the shapes of your fingers, sending goosebumps up your arm. 

“You should say that when you’re sober,” he mumbles softly, finally looking back at you. “Do that, and I’ll give you a proper answer.”

There’s a pout that sticks your bottom lip out. Shuhei stares at it for a bit too long, and feels the back of his neck catch fire. He sighs heavily as he pushes himself up.

“Go to sleep,” he says gently, even as your eyes start to flutter closer. 

He looked shy and awkward as he stood there undecided. His feet shuffled, as he wanted to leave but was torn. You stifle a giggle. He was nothing like you had imagined. Not very cool, and not very smooth. You’d be lying; however, if you didn’t like this gentle part of him.

“What if I don’t remember?” You ask him quietly.

“I’m sorry?”

“What if I don’t remember,” you repeat yourself. “What if I forget I’m supposed to tell you I like you?”

Shuhei rubs the back of his neck, and you see his cheeks color. Your fingers twitch under the blankets. You want to trace the splotches on his cheeks, feel their heat under your fingertips. 

“Then I’ll remind you,” he mumbles shyly, eyes downcast and fluttering from corner to corner of the room; anywhere and everywhere but on your face. “I’ll just have to remind you until you do.”

There’s a heavy silence that falls between you; thick and flammable. A simple spark could cause it to ignite. You hold your breath in anticipation 

“Now, seriously, go to sleep!” he nags, stomping towards the exit. “And drink water when you wake up. Goodnight, Y/N.”

He leaves you there, tucked warmly under the blankets. The room spins slowly, so you shut your eyes to stave off the dizziness. A groan floods your mouth, and you swallow saliva that pools on your tongue. When you’d wake in the morning, you know you’d be full of regrets. You’d regret drinking so much, and regret making a fool of yourself. 

That is, if you even remembered that last part.

[katsuma6]

"She's Busy Right Now"

Part 1.

[rose-riot-johnson]

Hello my Tumblr Peeps😃I have decided to write a Bleach smut fanfic, however this time this Bleach smut fanfic I will writing about, Shuhei Hisagi😁👍Time for me to drop some ideas for this particular, Shuhei Hisagi, Bleach, Smut, Fanfic😌😇😈

💌He Wants To Take Good Care Of You💌(Shuhei Hisagi x Female Reader)

Genres: Smut (and sex) and Fluff (Warning +18⚠️: Sexual Contact (including, dildo (sex toy) use, oral (both giving and receiving (pussy eating and cock sucking)), Vaginal penitration, Boob and nipple play, nipple sucking), Nudity, Hair pulling, and Language)

Shuhei knew he needed a vacation. While he is works extremely hard as one of the squad 9 lieutenants, has no problem with paperwork nor fighting hollows, however he has been exhausted and he misses girlfriend (which is you). Kensei has been noticing that he has been overworking himself more than to the point of exhaustion and he knows how much Shuhei misses you, so he decided to makesure Shuhei gets his vacation. When Kensei told Shuhei some vacation news, he was shocked to hear the news, as he said, "Are you sure, Captain Kensei Muguruma? Who's going to take of the journalist stuff, the lieutenant paperwork, fighting the hollows, and stuff?".

Kensei answered, "Look Shuhei... You have been overworking yourself more than you should be. I will take care of everything and I will makesure the other lieutenant Mashiro Kuna helps out, too... And I know you have a girlfriend from "the world of the living", Shuhei... I will keep it a secret for you, if that's what you want... I think it wouldn't hurt to spend your vacation with her and I know how much you miss her...". Shuhei was surprised about everything Kensei said as he replied, "Do you really mean all this captain?". Kensei replied back, "Yes... And that's an order that you spend your vacation with your girlfriend, so you can see her and you don't overwork yourself more than you already had... You deserve a break atleast, once in a while...". Shuhei knew Kensei was right, as Shuhei then did what Kensei told him, as he packed up for his vacation to spend some time with you in the world of the living. What Shuhei has been wondering about was how Kensei knew about his relationship with you.

Hours later, while you were cooking supper, you heard a knock on the door. You went to the door, as you were wondering who's knocking on the door. Once, you opened the door, you were happy and extremely surprised to see your boyfriend, Shuhei Hisagi, as you then hugged him and kissed him on one of his cheeks on his face, which made him happily blush.

Shuhei then smelled the food as then asked, "What delicious food are cooking, beautiful?". You then replied, "Well, Shuhei... I'm cooking up a ramen recipe for supper and I'm glad I cooked up plenty of ramen, after all.", as you then kissed his forehead, to make him blush, even more. When it was supper time, he realized you were right about being glad that you cooked up plenty of ramen noodles (and the ramen recipe, as a whole). You were happy he enjoyed your cooking, as always.

After the both of you finished eating supper, you decided to wash the dishes. While you were washing the dishes, Shuhei hugged you from behind to kiss your forehead, as he said, "The food was delicious and you're so beautiful, as always, my cute cherry blossom...", as he accidentally gropes your breasts. Once you felt his hands on your breasts, you smiled, because you pretty much knew he didn't realize due to the fact that he was tired and overworked just from the accidental grope. You then happily, replied, "Thanks, Shuhei... I'm glad you liked my cooking and I know you always appreciate me... I actually find you cute myself... Maybe when I get some dishes done, I'll have you take a nap in my room, while I take a shower... I can tell you're exhausted... After I get done with my shower, there's something I might be able to help you out with...". Shuhei then panicked once he realized he groped your breasts, however you assured him it's nothing to worry about.

Once you got in the shower, Shuhei decided to take a nap on your bed. He then whispered to himself, "Is it me or is today one of those days that is too good to be true? Should I be worried? Nah... I shouldn't have to worry. I know I'm safe here. Or am I? And why is this pillow lumpier than usual? My head is feeling unusually uncomfortable from that pillow right now... Maybe I should take a look...". He looked underneath your pillow, as he found an unusual object, which got him frightened as he screamed, "(Female Reader Name)!".

Luckily you were about done with your shower, as you ran out of the bathroom to check on your boyfriend Shuhei, as you heard his frightened scream. "What happened my, babe?", you asked once you went inside your room, with nothing on, not even a towel around you. Shuhei then pointed at the object as he asked back, "(Female Reader Name), who's dick did you chop off to make a trophy out of?", as he started to chew on his nails. You were shocked to see that Shuhei found the object, as you replied, "I'm so sorry you were scarred from finding it... I should have explained... It's not someone's cock... I assure you... You see it's a sex toy... This type of sex toy, you found is a dildo, Shuhei...". "A sex toy? A dildo?", he replied back with those questions, as he never seen any sex toys, especially not a dildo, since the soul society hasn't invented these things for some reason.

You then explained more about what a dildo is, how to use a dildo, how all dildos work, etc... You also explained about other sex toys, as well. After you got done explaining about sex toys in general and about dildos, Shuhei then touched your shoulders looking at your bare breasts, as he then asked, "May I have them?". You shook your head yes, as he then moved his hands to your breasts to start playing with them. He could tell that you're enjoying how he's groping you boobs the way he is, as he notices you groans when you touched his face with your right hand. He smiled and said, "I can tell you're enjoying this. Earlier what happened was an accident, however I really wanted to make it up to you, even if you were fine from earlier. Now, may I play with your nipples for a little bit?". You replied in a groan, "Yes, Shuhei...". He began to play with your nipples for a couple minutes, then he decided to pinch and pull on your nipples, which puts more of a smile on his face and he has been blushing just from the sight of your naked body.

From him pinching and pulling you nipples, you groaned alot. You then whispered in his ears as you asked him to start sucking on your nipples, which he did what you asked. While he was sucking on your right nipple, you started petting to let him know he's doing a good job with you and when he started sucking on your left nipple, you lightly gripped his hair, it definitely shows him he's doing amazing job, sucking on your nipples.

Once Shuhei stopped sucking on you nipples, he was going to get on his knees to eat your pussy, then you gently pull on his hair a you cooed, "Now, now, Shuhei... I can't have you go on your knees to have you eat me out... Wouldn't it be easier, if you were to lay down on your bed, as you devour me, while I suck on your cock? You look like you might be starting to get hard... And if you want you could also play with my clit and finger me on and off, as you keep switching back to eating me out...". Shuhei then looked at the bed and your dildo on the bed, as he replied, "Well, (Female Reader Name)... I guess you're right... I'm starting to get hard... And Maybe if you do suck on my cock, then I can play with you and eat you out for a little bit...". Shuhei did what you suggested, as he took his soul reaper uniform off, then laid down on the bed, to let you lay on top of him.

You started to play with Shuhei's cock for about a minute knowing that he was going to play with your pussy, by touching your clit and fingering your pussy. Once he started to eating your pussy, while having both of his hands on your ass cheeks, you decided to try deep throat his cock. This wasn't his first time getting his cock sucked by you, however this was the first time that you had ever deep throat on his cock. He kept eating your pussy to keep groans quiet, from you deep throating his cock.

Shuhei kept his left hand on your ass, while he's still eating you out as he was about to grab something with his right hand. Once he finishes eating you out, you were still sucking on his cock, as you began to feel something else inside of your pussy. Before you could think of asking him, what he's doing, you felt the vibration inside of your pussy.

Shuhei smirked, as he cooed, "Were you curious what I was doing, cutie? Aaawww... So sweet of you to think of asking me... I have been planning on this, after you gave me the idea on having me lay on the bed... Was it a good idea for you to tell me about the dildos? Maybe... Maybe not... I don't usually do this to you, my girly... I just wanted to spice things up a little to make you feel good, beautiful... I just think you always looked, so cute... You still look, so cute, especially like this... Try not to focus on this too much, while sucking on my cock now, my cupcake...", as he kept thrusting your dildo inside you and playing with the vibrations with your dildo. You trying to concentrate on deep throating his cock, as he kept using the vibrator inside your pussy.

After some time, Shuhei had a hard time containing his moans, the more you kept deep throating him, while trying to concentrate on getting you to cum from the dildo he's using in your pussy, as he moaned and praised, "Ah fuck, (Female Reader Name)... You're doing an amazing job with my cock, as you always do... With you deep throating me...". One more thrust from your dildo, he used on you, you have cummed all over your dildo while you still tried deep throating his cock.

Once you got done deep throating Shuhei's cock, you then turned yourself to look into his eyes, while still on top of him. He then asked, "I get when we have sex, I usually prefer you to ride on top of me, however would it be alright, if I try a different position with you, (Female Reader Name)?". You then happily replied, "Sure, Shuhei...". You went on your hands and knees on your bed, as he madesure he had his hands on your hips before putting his cock inside of you, then he started thrusting into you.

After a few minutes of thrusting inside you, he knows you felt good with his cock inside you, however at the same time he also knows something was missing to spice things up while he's thrusting into you. Unbeknownst to you, he was (still) holding your dildo, after he took it out of you, as he somehow holding it, while having both of his hands on your hips. He knew it was a good idea to hold your dildo.

Shuhei then asked, "Hey (Female Reader Name), did you enjoy my cock inside your pussy more or your dildo inside your pussy?". You then replied in a slight moan, "Both felt nice in their own way honestly... Why did you ask me that, Shuhei? What kind of question is that?". Shuhei then smirked, as he kept thrusting, "Well I'm only curious and I wanted you to be satisfied... Not just myself, obviously... I wanted both of us to be pleasured... Well more you getting pleasured, than myself, to be honest... I don't think I'm doing enough to get you a going, so why not try spicing this position up with both...", before keeping his cock inside you, while inserting your dildo inside of your pussy, to ensure your pussy feels snug around both his cock and your dildo.

Shuhei then slowly, moved his left hand to your side, while thrusting his cock inside of you and using his right hand to atleast occasionally thrust your dildo inside of you, considering that both his cock and dildo are still inside of your already, sore, pussy. Your voice became music to his ears as you started whimpering, "Fuck, Shuhei! I wasn't lying when I said both your cock and my dildo felt nice in their own way! I just didn't think about what it would be like to have both of them inside my pussy, at once... You always make me feel satisfied, Shuhei... You always impress me, somehow... I just feel, so warm... You make me feel warmer with your cock and my dildo inside me, like this... Please cum inside me, Shuhei!", as you became more and more of a whimpering mess, the longer he kept both his cock and your dildo inside of you (and the more he thrusts inside of you). After a few more minutes of thrusting with his cock inside you (and using his right hand to have your dildo thrust inside your pussy more), he finally released himself inside of you.

After Shuhei emptied his cum inside of your pussy (especially, covering your dildo), he took the dildo out of your pussy, then he proceeded to move his cock out of you, letting you lay down on the bed, as he whispered, "I'm going to clean the this dildo up for you... I will be back, (Female Reader Name)...", before he kissed your right side of your facial cheeks. You turned over on your back to face him, as you then touched his hair, as you then replied, "Okay, Shuhei...", as you kissed his lips. After he got back from washing your dildo cleaned, he put it on your dresser, then he went on your bed to cuddle with you, as he proceeded to put some hickies on your right side of your neck, while you pet his head and touching his hair, letting him know he did an amazing job with you. While you weren't expecting him to even surprise you with using the dildo on you at all, however you feel that he always satisfied you, when it comes to anything sexual the both of you do together, however you're always satisfied just from the sight of him, his physical touches, his voice, and other qualities you see in him.

Next day, you woke up next to Shuhei. He moved your hair to cup the right side of your facial cheeks, looking into your eyes, as he whispered, "Morning, beautiful... I see you had a good night's sleep...", proceeding to kiss your lips. You then touched the right side of his face, also looking into his eyes, as you replied, "With you, I always do, Shuhei... Anyways... Morning handsome... You seemed to have an amazing night sleep, yourself...", before kissing his lips, back. He replied back, "Well (Female Reader Name), when it comes to you, I always do, my precious, angel...". The both of you, then decided to snuggle with eachother for the rest of the day.

The End

I hope you enjoyed reading this smut fanfic with Shuhei Hisagi😃👍Anyways my Tumblr Peeps, I've only read 1 Bleach fanfic pertaining a dildo, however I don't recall reading any dildo fanfics with Shuhei in it so far, which I honestly ended up having the idea of what would happen, if he was to see a dildo for the first time ever. I will admit I did written him to do more than typical smut fanfics😅I just wanted to come up with other ideas with a Shuhei Hisagi fanfic involving a dildo and stuff. I was going to have a different ending for this Shuhei fanfic than I did, however I have my reasons to save that idea for a different fanfic to write about with him, as the staring character😃👍I still hope this fanfic made your day and/or night my Tumblr Peeps☀️🌕

[thanquan]

Burnt sunset (Hisagi Shuhei x Male! OC)

Please don’t blame me for only daring to admit it in my dreams. You are the person I love most in this wretched world.

Probably OOC. Depressing contents and smoking below.

Shūhei sat alone on the rooftop of a crumbling warehouse, the wind carrying the faint scent of rust and salt from the sea. The twilight bled into the horizon, the sun retreating like a coward, leaving behind streaks of orange and red that smeared the clouds like old scars. His fingers trembled as he lifted a cigarette to his lips, but he didn’t light it. It was just something to hold on to—something to keep his hands busy so he wouldn’t punch the wall.

The world hadn’t been kind to him lately. Or maybe it never had been. He couldn’t tell anymore. He felt like he’d been drowning since the day he first touched a blade, and the water had only grown darker, heavier. Some days, it was like he was living someone else’s life—a man who smiled too easily, who played the role of lieutenant, of hero, of someone who mattered. But when the mask slipped, when he was alone in the shadows, all he could feel was the weight of his own insignificance.

The sun still burned the dusk with its own hands.

And then there was him.

He hated him for it. For the way his laugh could cut through the silence he wrapped himself in. For the way he saw him—really saw him—when he couldn’t bear to look at himself. It was terrifying how much he wanted him, how much he hated wanting him. But that was the thing about Shuhei: he was a man made of contradictions. A soldier who hated war. A lover who didn’t believe in love. A survivor who sometimes wished he hadn’t been spared.

The rooftop door creaked open, and there he was, standing in the doorway with a six-pack of cheap beer dangling from one hand. His other hand rested on the doorframe, like he was trying to decide whether to step into his darkness or leave him to rot in it. He wanted to tell him to go, to save himself from whatever black hole he’d become, but the words got caught in his throat.

“You look like shit,” he said, stepping out into the dying light. No hesitation. No pity. It was one of the things he liked about him—how you didn’t sugarcoat the truth. He dropped the beer between them and sat down, his shoulder brushing against his. The warmth of his skin made Shuhei flinch. He wasn’t used to it, but he didn’t move away.

“Thanks,” he muttered, his voice rough, like he hadn’t spoken in days. He picked up one of the cans and cracked it open, the hiss of carbonation filling the silence between them. “You didn’t have to come… Quan.”

Inferiority always kills people in the dead of night.

“Yeah, well, I figured you’d be up here brooding. Thought I’d join you. Misery loves company, right?”

He snorted, a sound that was half-laugh, half-sigh. “You could do better than me.”

“Probably,” he said, chuckling dryly as he took a sip of his beer. “But I’m not going anywhere.”

The sun sank lower, the sky bleeding into darkness. He stared at the horizon, at the way the light fought so hard to hold on, only to lose to the inevitable. It was beautiful, in a way—how even the most radiant things could be consumed by shadows.

“Do you ever think,” he started, his voice barely above a whisper, “that some people were just… born wrong? Like they weren’t supposed to exist?”

The other guy didn’t answer right away. Instead, he reached over and took the unlit cigarette from his hand, rolling it between your fingers like he was trying to understand why he held onto it without using it, before lighting it up for himself. Finally, with the cigarette between his lips, he said, “Everyone feels like that sometimes. Like the world’s too big, and you’re too small, and nothing you do will ever matter. But you’re here, Shuhei. You’re alive. At least, you don’t get to be alive without meaning. Even luck is a form of meaning.”

He wanted to believe him. He really did. But the weight in his chest wouldn’t let him. “Sometimes, I think… I think I was supposed to die a long time ago. That someone else deserved to live more than me.”

He didn’t look at him. Instead, he gave the lit cigarette out to him, the flame flickering between your fingers. “Maybe. But you didn’t. So stop wasting time wishing you weren’t.”

He took the cigarette, his hand brushing against him. The warmth lingered, even as he brought the cigarette to his lips and inhaled. The smoke burned his throat, but it was a welcome distraction from the ache in his chest.

“I don’t deserve you,” he said finally, the words slipping out before he could stop them.

Please don’t blame me for only daring to admit it in my dreams.

“Probably not,” he agreed, nodding thoughtfully as he downed his can. “But I’m here anyway.”

Shuhei looked down at the scene below.

“Figures.”

The wind picked up again, colder this time, biting at his skin. He thought about getting up, about going back inside, but he didn’t move. He just sat there, staring at the place where the sun used to be, holding onto a cigarette he wouldn’t smoke.

And Quan.

And maybe that was the worst part of it—knowing that this was it. This was all there was. The rooftop. The silence. The cigarette he would never smoke. Him.

“Of course.”

You are the person I love most in this wretched world.

[seireiteihellbutterfly]

Hi! I discovered your blog recently and have really enjoyed what I’ve read so far, so thank you so much for writing!!!

I was also wondering if you wrote for Shuhei Hisagi (bleach), and if so, could I request a “reader likes their voice” headcanon for him?

This is my first request (ever) and I know it’s an “ask”, but I feel weird ending it with a question so I’d rather end it by saying again that I love your work and just thank you so much for writing! 😊

Well hello there! I'm glad you've been enjoying my writing! I write for almost all the Bleach characters except for a few Espada and Arrancars that I don't really care for. Hisagi is just so freaking adorable, I think people are too hard on him.

Physically a virgin but looks like a whore just about sums up this man. If you tell him you like his voice, he will blush all the way into next week.

He's going to be bashful about it, but also very flattered and he's probably going to need to hear it a few more times before it sinks in.

"So you really, really, like my voice?" "Yes, I really, really, do." "Because...?" "It's firm and reassuring."

Ooh boy, you've done it now, he's going to ride that ego boost for the rest of the year.

He's probably not the kind to show off to the other shinigami that you like his voice, it's too personal for him to share, but knowing that you have a thing for it will bring out all the endearments in private.

[kadlnln]

Pairing: Shuhei Hisagi x F!Reader

Word count: 623💔 this is so short

Notes:

I don't know how to use Tumblr /srs😓

My blog's name is inspired by Kaiser from bllk lol

The original caption/header was messy so I edited it and it's still messy sooo no work

This is a crack fic

"She said you have many women." You said out of the blue, sounds of glasses crashing with each other and drunk people can be heard in the bar, but you're just peacefully talking with a guy Rangiku told you about.

"Huh, she seriously did?" He replied with a surprised tone as he continues to drink.

"You somehow look like a guy who flirts with women many times and telling them that you've fought many hollows and using your Lieutenant rank to get it with them, with the sixty-nine tattoo in your cheek, a collar on your neck, that tattoo in your nose, and that armband in both of your arms hmmmm." You talked so fast that he couldn't catch anything you said but he just went along

"But turns out you try to avoid violence in every time you can and take the responsibility, a complete opposite of what you look like, I can't believe Rangiku just lied to me." You added before sipping on your drink

"Rangiku made me sit next to you, I don't know why, turns out she's setting me up." Hisagi talked back why looking at Rangiku having fun with his frowned expression "I hadn't seen you around many times and I'm not familiar with you either hmmmm, what's your squad?" He asked as he changed his focus to you, trying to find a hint for your squad.

"Squad 10, just like Rangiku, my captain is so serious and I hate it somehow." You answered him in a drowsy tone as your head falls on the table but you tried to fight it back.

"Well, it's only a short time to chat with you but I'm gonna go now." A yawn followed your words as you stood up, but your body decided to play with you and you tripped over your own feet, luckily, Hisagi caught you on time.

His face is going red because of your breath tickling his neck while he is holding your upper arm.

As you realize what's happening, you step back and apologize.

"Please let me walk you home, who knows what will happen if you walk alone tonight" He ignored your sorry and apologies, he insisted on walking you home so you just accepted it.

Some minutes have passed and he already brought you home, so he went back to the bar, Rangiku noticed his disappearance along with yours while the others didn't because they're busy drinking, after all she's the one that set up both of you for each other.

"YOOOOO HISAGI, did something happen between the two of you while away? eheeeee" Rangiku said with a teasing tone along with her face teasing him.

Hisagi remembers the things that happened while he was walking you home, the thought of it alone is enough to make a tint of red to appear in his cheeks.

"Oh uhhh..... nothing AND PLEASE STOP WITH THAT FACE AND TONE!!!" He got annoyed at her tone and face, but the tint of red in his cheeks isn't helping.

The other lieutenants found out (Inaccurate!!!!)

"Oh, Hisagi walked a girl home? : O"

-Izuru Kira

"I guess walking a girl home at night isn't that bad"

-Isane Kotetsu

"Hisagi walked a girl home? that's nice of him"

-Hinamori Momoi

"HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA, HIM WALKING A GIRL HOME???? A GUY LIKE HIM THAT LOOKS LIKE THAT WALKED A GIRL HOME??!?!"

-Renji Abarai (He probably tried to walk Rukia to the Kuchiki manor at least once lol)

"Is that a manly thing to do? hmmmmmm"

-Tetsuzaemon Iba

"Oh, he walked her home? that's great of him"

-Nanao Ise

"Hisa-Hisa walked a girl home? ehhhhhh :D"

-Yachiru Kusajishi (It's her and her nicknames against the world)

"Seriously? he walked one home?"

-Ikkaku Madarame

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I loved the male captains one.... How about how the male lieutenants (& Yumichika ofc) kiss you headcanons?? 😘 I hope you're having a good week! :)

ahahah yessss! I think I included most of the lieutenants, but let me know if I missed any <3 <3

Ikkaku: Zero problems or complaints let's just be honest. He's a really good kisser and he's not even trying half the time. He'll cup your face and pull your face towards him.

His kisses are firm and fervent.

Ikkaku is a thigh man, so he adores kissing your thighs. He loves the way your skin feels and how it gives you butterflies.

Yumichika: He could honestly hit me with a bus and I'd still forgive him. Yumichika acts really annoyed and not really happy to be kissing you. You only know that he actually enjoys it because of how his lips press against yours for as long as they can and his thumbs brush over your cheeks so fondly.

He appreciates kissing every part of you, but his favorite is your lips. Nothing will beat the feeling of your lips colliding.

Shuhei: He's super soft and delicate when kissing you. His lips are always plump and super warm against yours. Shuhei's palms are always sweaty when he's pressing his lips against yours, so he usually keeps them on your waist or your shoulders.

He also really loves shoulder kisses in private moments or in public. It's a quick way of saying hi or goodbye for Shuhei.

Izuru: He's super shy when kissing you, but in private he's super sensual and romantic when he's kissing you. Izuru loves to take his time, tasting your lips and relishing in how they feel against yours or he loves kissing your jawline.

He'll suck on your skin and it makes you all hot and heavy.

Renji: No shame whatever soever. His hands are roaming all your body and definitely groping you in places he shouldn't be when he's got his tongue inside of your mouth or kissing your neck.

His kisses always have a deeper meaning behind them, trying to express how much he truly loves you and wants to be with you.

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Hi! I'm new to your blog and a little nervous. But I'd like to make a request for Bleach if that's ok? Grimmjow, Shuhei and Ichigo with an s/o that cooks and bakes a lot for them? The kind to make bentos for lunch, yummy snacks, extravagant dinner, etc.

*be not afraid*

Bleach Boys + S/O making them food

Gimmjow

Suspicious at first.

In Hueco Mundo, it’s not only the land that is harsh. No one does anything for free.

He probably wants to know what the catch is. Or what he has to do to get the food.

Acts like the stray cat his spirit is and pretends to not want it. But then sneaks in & snags bits and pieces before you can catch him. (Scampers out the same way if he is caught)

Eventually comes to trust that there is no ulterior motive, but still pretends like he doesn’t need or want it; even though he super does.

Shuhei

Bless them. They’re probably the only reason Shuhei eats.

Part of the reason he’s so thin is because he gets so busy he forgets to eat a lot of the time.

If food was prepared for him, especially by someone special to him, he would make a point to eat it because he would never disrespect their gift like that.

He especially likes it when they deliver bentos to him at work. Though he gets flustered, Shuhei likes others to see him getting attention and it gives them a chance to have lunch together.

His favorite treat is black & white cookies. A human world treat from overseas, he likes the duality of the colors as it represents light & dark in the world. Plus he can break it in half easy and share with s/o.

Ichigo

He really likes it.

That cute, couple-y junk used to embarrass Ichigo before his life was turned upside-down. Now he’s just happy to have some normal teenage milestones happen to him.

He appreciates the work that they put into it; even if it’s good or bad.

If s/o and Yuzu both make him a bento on the same day, Ichigo will eat both. He doesn’t want to hurt either of their feelings.

He’s not the best good, but he tries to use what little cash he gets from allowance & part-time jobs to buy them prepackaged cakes or sweets in return.