#starrk x y/n

[bleach-your-panties]

Kinktober Day 4💋 with Starrk Coyote

Warnings: Starrk being a lazy bastard, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, oral (female/male receiving), rimming (female receiving), penetration, spitting, pussy slap, cum eating (ofc), finger sucking, PURE DEBAUCHERY.

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▶️wowzers - lil wayne ft. trina

▶️my neck, my back - khia

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When it comes to sex-

Scratch that.

When it comes to just about anything, Starrk will choose to put in as little effort as possible. 

As his woman, when it comes down to getting busy between the sheets, you were usually the one initiating it (and carrying it out via sexual positions where he doesn't have to move at all).

Honestly, it's amazing that you two have a sex life at all, in your opinion. 

Take right now, for example:

You're situated on top of Starrk, grinding down on his thigh as he reclines against a stack of fluffy, turquoise pillows. 

"You're very eager today, angel. You're working hard on my thigh, almost like you think it's my cock or something." He chuckled deep in his throat, causing you to let out what sounded like a mixture of an excited moan and an annoyed groan. 

"Come on, Starrk. You know why I'm doing this. Night after night, it's the same routine; either I'm doing all of the work or you're getting yourself off and then going to sleep. When am I supposed to get some pleasure, huh?" 

With your frustrations out on the table, Starrk could see just how irritating and unfair it was for you to be the one putting in the most effort when relationships are supposed to be equal. 

"You're absolutely right, angel. Enough teasing, I have an idea. Move over for a sec." 

With suspicion in your eyes, you carefully moved yourself off of Starrk's strong, muscled thigh, fixing the white skirt of your uniform as you waited to see what he was up to.

The handsome brunet moved a few pillows so that he could recline at an angle with his back pushed up against them. With careful gloved hands, he slipped his pants slowly down his hips, gray eyes snapping up to meet your e/c ones, to see if you were paying attention. 

You were. 

This small gesture was so unlike him, yet at the same time it was extremely sexy that he listened to you and started putting the first foot forward. 

Once his white hakama were resting at his knees, he palmed his length through his boxers with one hand while the other rested in his chocolate brown locks. 

"Okay...I'm confused, but I'm liking where this is going…" You said hesitantly, crawling to his side and biting down on your lip as you watched him.

Another deep chuckle, "You need to get in on the fun, too, Princess. Kneel in front of me and spread your knees. You can take your panties off or push them aside, your choice." 

Although confused, you wasted no time in doing as your lover asked, pulling up your skirt and slipping your fingers swiftly into the sides of your panties, pulling them down your thighs as you kneeled in front of him. 

"Very good girl..now, put two fingers inside your slutty little cunt. Spread yourself wide so I can see.." 

Your cheeks became flushed, but you complied nonetheless, using the index and middle fingers of one hand to pull back the lips of your pussy before inserting your ring finger in down to the knuckle.

"There you go, good girl. Look how wet you are already. You're really going to like this one.." he chuckled before pulling his thick length from the confines of his underwear. 

It flopped out against his stomach, making a light slapping sound that caused your cheeks to burn even more and for more wetness to seep from between your folds. 

Starrk gripped his length in one hand and began a steady, yet fervent pace of jacking himself off while he watched you finger yourself. 

"Speed it up a little, angel. I want you to cum with me...fuck." 

The wet, slapping sounds of Starrk jerking his dick only further motivated you, along with his dirty talk. 

Your eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back as you thrust your fingers in all the way to the knuckles, then slowly pulled them back out, letting them brush against your slick walls. 

The action made you shiver in pleasure, while Starrk's dick grew harder and he pumped himself faster as he watched you. 

"Mm, shit. Are you close, baby girl? Come here, come closer to me.." 

You followed his words and crawled over to him, settling right beside his thigh. Gray eyes focused completely on you as the Primera Espada gave one last thrust and came hard into his awaiting hand. A deep moan escaped his lips at the feeling of his hot cum covering his hand. 

"Oh, Starrk...oh!" You thrust your fingers in at just the right angle, making you squirt all over your hand. 

Starrk hummed in approval at watching you make yourself cum. Carefully, he got up onto his knees and pulled you to him. 

"Look at the messes we've both made, angel. Don't you want to help me clean up?" 

A bit confused at his intentions, you slowly nodded and began to get up to grab a cloth to clean the two of you off when Starrk grabbed your bicep, stopping you. 

Chuckling softly, he moved his hand, the hand that he'd just come into, up to your mouth. 

His semen was still pooled in the middle of his palm. He offered it to you like you were a kitten whining for a dish of milk. 

You looked down into his awaiting palm, studying it, as if trying to read his fortune. 

Starrk chuckled, a low rumble coming from deep within his chest. He gazed at you with those silvery eyes, making your breath catch in your throat when he took his free hand and grasped your cheeks in an iron grip.

Four gloved fingers rested against your cheek while the thumb pressed at your lower mandible to force your mouth open.

"Eat up, baby girl…"

Your eyes widened as Starrk all but covered your mouth with his hand, making you basically drink his nut up like a smoothie.

Simultaneously, he let your face go and took your squirt-covered hand into his, bringing it up to his own mouth to suck your fingers clean.

This entire scenario was unheard of for you, but you couldn't deny how your pussy clenched at the notion of your boyfriend force-feeding you his cum while licking yours up like a desperate dog.

Once Starrk plopped your saliva-slicken fingers out of his mouth, he grinned wolfishly. Grabbing you by the biceps once again, he swung you around and pushed you onto your back.

You fell with a surprised squeal onto the mountain of pillows where he usually reclined.

Starrk wasted no time hopping on top of you; this had to be the fastest you'd ever seen him move.

"Starrk! Oh my God, wait!" 

No waiting.

The Primera pounced on you like a wolf on a bunny rabbit, teeth latching onto your neck and sucking deeply. Red splotches bloomed all over your neck like wildflowers. 

The soft material of his gloves glided along your bare legs, his hands caressing them and holding them up into the air before pinning them against your chest. Your manicured toes dangled beside your ears. 

You don't think you've ever seen him this eager, either. 

“Starrk, baby, what’s going on?”

He seemed to ignore you as he lowered his face to your sopping cunt, still wet with your release, hot and pulsating.  With him looking at you with only the top half of his face visible, you could feel your knees begin to shake in anticipation.

“What does it look like, little one? I’m about to eat this pussy like a man starving.”

Your eyes bucked, making Starrk chuckle darkly before completely burying his face in your cunt.

And eat he did.

His stubble tickled your asshole while his lips latched on to your labia. He suckled along your thick folds,  running his tongue up, down, and all around them before suckling your throbbing clit in between his lips.

Your body was now folded literally in half; Starrk got up on his haunches to hover over you while eating you out. He wanted to be able to see your beautiful face twist and contort in pleasure.

You managed to gain enough sentience in your hands to reach for his silky chocolate locks, fingers threading through them and massaging his scalp as your soft voice let out continuous cries of his name.

"Uuughhh, Starrk!"

"Mmm, that's right, angel. Say my fucking name." 

Pulling back from your wetness with a long, languid drag of his tongue, he let your cum and saliva gel together in his mouth before spitting it back on your desacralized pussy.

"Ohhh!" Rough, calloused fingertips joined his brutish tongue in rubbing and pulling at your pearl, making sure that it was covered in enough lubrication to ease his rough ministrations on it.

"God, Starrk, I'm going to cum!" You wailed, thighs beginning to vibrate uncontrollably. 

Starrk took the back of his hand and slapped your pussy. The soft cotton of his glove lessened the blow, but it still sent a pleasant shock to your core.

"No you're not. Not before you take my cock in this fluttering hole, Princess."

His tongue rolled from the top of your clit, down through your folds, and circled around your tight asshole.

"Starrk! STARRK!"

He kept swirling his tongue on you and before he knew it, your back arched off the pillows and you were squirting all over his face.

"Oh, fuck." His eyes widened in surprise and he leaned back slowly.

"Damn, you came that quickly from me licking your ass? Should've done that ages ago."

His smirk was nonetheless enticing as he regarded you, your fluids leaking all down his face.

With a shuddering breath, your back collapsed onto the pillows.

"Fuck, Starrk…that was amazing."

He just chuckled and moved in to kiss you on the lips, now covering your face in your own juices and letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

"Yeah, angel? I'm not done with you, yet."

You were about to protest, when the Espada grabbed hold of your hips, making your mini-skirt fly up your waist to your abdomen. Starrk maneuvered his rock-hard cock into your pussy and wasted no time setting his pace: deep and rough.

He angled you up further so that you had to wrap your legs around his waist and squeeze them tightly.

Babbled moans of "oh yes", "oh God", and his name tumbled from your lips like a waterfall, making him grunt and moan softly in response.

When he tired of this position, he flipped you over and started giving you backshots, just as hard and rough as before. He made you arch by resting his palm down on your lower back while his other hand gripped the fabric of your skirt and bunched it up for leverage.

Hot, wet sounds of skin slapping skin echoed around the somewhat large room, as well as the sounds of your combined moans.

"Fuck, gunna cum, angel. Gunna fill this sloppy pussy with my nut. Can you take it all for me?"

You moaned something that sounded like yes and that gave Starrk all the initiative that he needed to let off right in your slippery, abused hole.

"Fuckkkkk, yes. Here, get up. Turn around." 

You moved promptly to get up on your knees and take his cock into your mouth.

Starrk clenched his teeth together and growled as he watched you begin to suck him off while he was still cumming.

"Fuck, shit, Y/n. Such a slutty little mouth. Goddamn."

You sucked him clean of your combined juices before popping him out of your mouth and falling down onto the pillows below you.

Starrk joined you immediately, pulling you to his chest with one arm wrapped securely around your waist.

"How's that for something different, unh?" He breathed deeply into your neck, nibbling at it softly.

"That was amazing, Starrk. Who knew that you could fuck like that?"

He laughed into your neck and then kissed it.

"You know there's a reason that I'm the Primera, and it's not just because of my strength."

[my0vershareworld]

𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

Pairing: Coyote Starrk x GN!Arrancar reader

Genre: Fluff, Headcanons

CW: None

Requested by anon: Can I request dating Headcanons for starkk with a protective Arrancar reader please :)!

he's really appreciative of you being oh so protective of him..but at times you remind him of Lilynette

you simply refuse to let anybody disrespect your lover in front of you, and that's what leads you to have trouble and argument with others. more specific with the 5th Espada Nnoitra Gilga. he was a guy that talks a lot of shit about him and you always got in a fight with him whenever you caught him talking shit

time to time if Lilynette was with you she'll also got in a fight with Nnoitra with you causing Starrk having to get out of his hole and came to save the both of you all the time

the second one that you got in trouble with most is Barragan, he seems to always talk shit about him. but instead of getting in a fight you instead get in a bunch of arguments with him

sometimes you gives him maybe way too many headaches because of how protective you can get at times

he have to always tell you to just stop getting in so much trouble and sometimes you have to stop minding what others said..you and him were almost the opposite

nevertheless you and him always get along and oh well

he loves you a lot. just sometimes wish you would just stop giving him as much headache as Lilynette

[privarot]

arrancars reacting to you kissing them for the first time

listed: grimmjow jaegerjaquez, ulquiorra cifer, coyote starrk, tier harribel, nelliel tu odelschwanck, di roy rinker, cyan sung-sun, emilou apacci, franceska mila rose and szayelaporro granz

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

his first thought is that you are incredibly bold to put yourself anywhere near his mouth.

though, it also runs through his mind that maybe you are trying to eat him.

however the second your lips find his, he’s confused and oddly enamored by it. he will not know how to kiss you at first. you will absolutely have to teach him how it works and he WILL get addicted to the way your mouth feels on his.

you’ve created that monster, now deal with the consequences.

he’s a bit bitey, so be prepared for that, but he’s actually quite loving when he kisses you. he pours all the emotions that he has a difficult time voicing into that one bit of physical contact. plus, he just really likes how warm you feel against him.

he becomes eerily good at it, too. he knows all the ways to fluster you and he'll make sure to do it every time so he can tease you about how easily you fluster under his attention.

feel free to kiss him anywhere at anytime. he will drop everything he is doing to kiss you back, and then grin wide when he pulls back, his thumb running across your bottom lip while he leans close to you. (may i mention that he would get quite touchy-feely?)

“give me another?”

Ulquiorra Cifer

much like grimmjow, he thinks you’re brave for coming near a hollows mouth, but unlike grimmjow, he initially thinks you are… not smart for it.

he doesn’t know how human affection (or affection at all) works, cut him some slack here.

he will awkwardly stand there stone-faced until you lean back. then he will question the hell out of you to try and figure out why you just did that and why he liked it.

he’s a very good learner, so he’ll pick up on it fast. he can and will catch you off guard the first time he initiates a kiss. you’re mid-conversation with someone else when he walks by, stops to press a chaste kiss to your lips, and then continues on with his day like nothing happened.

it’s safe to say that he has no shame and does not care for people seeing brief displays of affection. you are his, yes? they should know.

brace yourself for when he nonchalantly tells you he likes how your lips taste. he has no tact. and then he'll be confused as to why it flusters you so.

though, he does become oddly quiet after you kiss him. he has a hard time finding the words to tell you how it makes him feel. he's just a little flustered.

Coyote Starrk

he is… confused to say the least.

you laid one on him while he was about to take a nap before rolling over to take one of your own.

suddenly he is very awake and very perplexed as to why his chest feels so tight all of the sudden. he lays there until you wake up, watching as your chest rises and falls with your unconscious breaths.

the second you’re up he wants to know why you did that. he wants to know what that means. much like ulquiorra’s curiosity but much less monotone. rather, the poor guy looks like he may cry (out of happiness, i promise).

he was alone for a long, long time, and he still struggles with that lonely feeling, so to know that you did that to show your affection for him… it fills whatever replacement he has for a heart with joy.

he wants you to kiss him all the time now. he can’t sleep without it. he takes to kissing across your knuckles while you tell him about your day, and when you return that love with a little peck to his lips, he offers you a fond smile and asks you to lay down with him.

expect lots of sleepy kisses while he's settling down for a nap with you bundled up in his arms.

Tier Harribel

she is much more collected than the boys have been.

she blinks slowly at you; confused and yet intrigued by what that meant.

tier is used to forms of affection from tres bestias, but never this (consider a poly, mayhaps). it is needless to say that it fascinates her a bit...

but also... she adores that look on your face as you leaned in to kiss her.

if you catch her in her natural state, she is ever so thankful for the presence of her mask on the lower half of her face. her cheeks turn a darling shade of red when your lips hit the teeth of her mask. if you've caught her in her resurrección, you're blessed with getting to see that blush. she tries to ignore the way she can feel her face grow warm.

regardless of her initial fluster, she will want to return that kiss. imagine sharing soft kisses with her when no one else is around, her hands carefully cupping your face as she brushes her lips across yours.

she can't think of anything better than being here, enveloped in your arms and watching you squirm under her affections.

Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck

oh boy does she squeal.

she is immediately enamored.

"aww, y/n! do it again! do it again!"

she crushes you into a hug and then covers your face in kisses, giggling the whole time.

she hasn't been kissed before, either, but she knows that whatever you just did to her made her feel incredibly happy and she demands to have more of it.

you can expect a ton of kisses from her constantly now. it doesn't matter where you are, who is around, or what you're doing; nel will bounce right over to you and lay a big kiss on your lips. or all over your face. either works.

she thinks every inch of you is stunning and will show you that by kissing all of you. she wants you to feel loved and appreciated, so you will get lots of this. especially if you are feeling down.

also, she'll scoop you up while in her resurrección, arms wound tight around your waist while she trots around and kisses you with loud "pop!"s.

Di Roy Rinker

this boy turns red.

his entire face. all of it. and then down his neck to his shoulders and chest.

he stammers for some kind of response, his one visible eye blown wide. you'd just put your mouth with his! don't you know that's dangerous for hollows? he can't believe that you did something so daring but...

he's absolutely overjoyed. he looks at you with the softest expression he's ever wore. and he looks at you like that all day. you'd really done something like that because you loved him, huh? done something so vulnerable just because you wanted to show him some affection.

he's too bashful to directly ask for another kiss for a while; trying to play a little bit of his "tough guy" act and make it seem like he didn't like it as much as he did. he doesn't need to know that you can see right through that.

however, after a few days of being unable to sleep well and staring blankly at the ceiling, remembering the feeling of your lips against his, he'll cave. he'll come to you, hands fidgeting in front of him, and ask ever-so-sweetly for you to give him another.

he'll turn that same shade of red every time you kiss him, but he can't bring himself to be embarrassed about it.

Cyan Sung-Sun

she finds it adorable.

you pulled her arm down and away from her face just to get a quick peck in before putting everything back in its spot.

her eyebrow slowly arches and you can see the smugness reach her eyes.

while she doesn't really understand the meaning, she can see every ounce of how flustered you are and therefore must tease you for such. she thinks that embarrassed little look on your face is very, very cute.

"aw, are you nervous, y/n? that was so sweet~"

prepare yourself for her sneaking up on you to give you kisses now. like i said, she absolutely adores that look on your face and wants to see you turn all red for her.

she'll wait until no one is looking to lower her arm and lean over to give you a kiss or two. then she'll chuckle quietly to herself as you stammer and turn your head away.

if she's feeling especially playful, she'll hook her hand under your chin and make you turn your head back to her again so she can kiss you just a little more.

you are at her mercy with this one.

Emilou Apacci

she flusters immediately.

but of course, she tries to save her pride by smacking a hand over her mouth and demanding to know what you were thinking.

her eyes are absolutely huge and you can see the blush creeping up and across her face.

once you've explained it to her, she'll (very poorly) retain that attitude with a little "oh." she doesn't want to admit that she liked how soft you felt.

nonetheless, eventually she will cave. unlike di roy's shy request for more, she will demand it out of you; arms crossed and lips pressed into a pout. however a kiss will wipe that pout right away and you'll get a smile from her. especially if you start kissing her face in rapid succession.

"okay! enough, enough!"

while she giggles and holds onto your arms.

those kisses will bring her out of a foul mood near immediately; any stressor long forgotten.

she's an absolute sucker for you.

Franceska Mila Rose

quite like sung-sun, she finds it very cute.

she can tell just from how you're acting that it means a lot to you, whatever it was.

she doesn't overreact or anything of the sort, but if you were to look at her ears, you'd see the tip of them turn red. plus, she smiles so sweetly at you for it that it makes it well worthwile.

she'll ask you to teach her how so she can reciprocate your affections.

she's one to kiss you randomly no matter who is around and looking, too. she doesn't care if someone sees or points it out. what's wrong with her loving on her partner?

she loves when you kiss other parts of her, too. she's very proud of all the muscle she's built herself to have, so when you press feather-light kisses to her arms, she can't help but to puff her chest out in pride.

she's pretty touchy in general. she always has one arm slung around you, whether it's your waist or your shoulders. kisses just add more onto that. she wants you to feel loved and appreciated in the same way that you make her feel.

Szayelaporro Granz

to say he's interested is an understatement.

congratulations, you've just unlocked yourself hours of explaining physical affection to him; the whys, hows and what ifs.

he wants to know any and everything about it. and then he wants you to teach him how to do it. all the ways to do it.

he tries anything he can think of to see how you'll react. you're going to have to tell him that he cannot just shove his tongue into a kiss immediately. teach that man some sense of humility, for the love of all things holy.

he feels like he's won a prize whenever he figures out something new that flusters you. he likes it best when he can pull you close to him (in his lap preferably) and run his fingers under your chin, so you have to tilt your head to meet his eyes. he'll tease you immensely for all of it.

he'll treat it like an experiment sometimes, but other times you can just tell that he wants to get a rise out of you. if you look deep enough into his expression and intent, you'll find that he likes the kisses just as much as you do in a more affectionate way than his teases.

how absolutely precious of you to want to touch him so.

[brittscafe]

Kinktober Day 15

Kinktober Day 15: Riding, Coyote Starrk x female reader.

There is nothing more than Coyote Starrk likes to do than letting you ride him. The way he can just watch you do all the work, arms crossed behind his head and eyes heavy.

A soft moan leaves your lips as you sink down onto Coyote's thick cock. He hums quietly and gazes up at you, a smirk tugging on his face.

You place your hands on his lower stomach, stabling yourself as you start to roll your hips back and forth. Coyote lets out a deep chuckle and places one of his arm behind his head, propping it up.

You clench around Coyote's cock and he groans heavily, knitting his eyebrows together.

"Ah, damn it, y/n," Coyote mumbles out, reaching up and running his hand over his face.

"What? Don't you like the way I make you feel?" you ask curiously, a devilish smirk forming on your face. You glance down at Coyote's cock sinks down into you and brush your hand up his chest.

The way your fingers sink down into his sensitive skin and he lets out a shaky breath.

"Of course I do, my doll," Coyote comments as you lean over his chest, pressing your body against his. You chuckle quietly and place your finger underneath his jaw, tilting his head up.

You press your lips against Coyote's, rocking your hips forward once again. He groans against yours lips and his hand travels down from your hip, to your ass.

He squeezes your flesh and opens his lips, your tongue sliding over his bottom lip. Coyote's cock twitches inside your stuffed pussy and he grunts.

Suddenly Coyote rocks his hips up, thrusting his cock deep so deep inside of you, you can feel it in your stomach. You whimper into his mouth as his cock hits that sweet spot inside of you.

"I love you," Coyote whispers, pulling away from your soft kiss. You smile warmly and rest your forehead against his. The jolts of pleasure pulsing through both of your bodies, makes the room fill with sounds of groans and moans from the two of you.

"I love you more," your voice lulls out, panting heavily.

Coyote enjoys the sound of your desperate moans, building up to your climax. You feel the tension in your lower stomach suddenly spread like heat wave throughout your body and you cry out in pleasure.

Your cum leaks out from your hole, seeping down onto your thighs and onto the base of Coyote's hairy base of his cock. He extends a long groan, his eyelids heavy and sleepy.

His body shudders and his cock spasms inside of you, filling you up with his warm cum. A couple of seconds pass, allowing the both of you to catch your breath.

He slides out, whimpering as his cock is still sensitive and sightly throbbing.

Coyote wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into his side, your bare chest pressing against his. His eyes never leave yours, reaching out and caressing your face ever so gently.

He loves sharing these intimate moments with you where the touches ares ginger and soft.

Tags: @stygianoir @noyaistall

[your-local-hollow-lover]

Okay let's say that the Espada have been in a relationship with reader for a long time and of course the family of the reader has understood that they're in a relationship and are pestering them to meet their partner. How would the Espada feel if reader's family are almost immediately welcoming them into the family and are very sweet and accepting? I'm seriously tired of the trope where the family is judging and unaccepting, plus my whole family are a bunch of weirdos (in a nice way) and no matter who I bring as a partner as long as I'm happy they're all like "now you're part of the family" 😂, thank you for all the amazing content!!

ARRANCAR X FAMILY ❤️

Anon, do you mean to tell me you could bring an Arrancar to dinner, and they'll be ok with it? Damn, some have all the luck!

Starrk is weary of not fucking it up. Moving slower than he usually does, putting things away with utmost care as he helps around your kitchen before you serve dinner. Your parents love him! He's handsome and seems to know how to take care of you. Sure, the attire is weird, but they don't judge!

At first, they're a bit nervous about the literal shark teeth around her face. However, Harribel's solemn attitude and sweet demeanor while looking at you make your family melt as they realize how much you mean to her. Sure she slayed a cup that burnt your hand, but hey, that just means she'll protect you, right?

Ulquiorra: It was awkward at first, yet despite Ulquiorra's icy attitude, your family noticed he had strong feelings for you. Even if he hadn't realized it. And it's just that Ulquiorra's attitude is like: 'I don't care about y/n, but if anything happens to them, I'll kill everyone in the room and then myself' Your parents think he's hilarious.

Oh, Nnoitra craved to see your face when your parents yelled at you that you brought a monster into their homes. Instead, he found they were missing as many screws as you. It was beyond uncomfortable for him, feeling so welcomed. Yet, as undeserving as he stood, Nnoitra was surprised to find he was bearing this for your sake.

Grimmjow: You begged him to behave, and as Grimmjow owed you one, Grimmjow did his best to meet his word. However, destructive by nature as he was, it wasn't long before he picked a fight with your drunk cousin. When he finally blasted him over a table, your whole fam cheered. "It was about time somebody put that bicthy boy in his place!" one of your grannies said, and Grmmjow cackled. Your family was actually not that bad.

Szayel: In his research, one's partner is supposed to make a memorable first impression, so that was his initial intention. However, hollow technology and human food did not always go together, and the robot he built explored over the table.

But that wasn't what troubled Szayel. It was the realization that he cared about what your family could think about him. Luckily for him, everyone cheered the failure and told him that only by making mistakes once progress. Kind of insulting coming from a human, still- it made him feel warm inside. Yeah, they were indeed related to you.

[danddymaro]

Lonley | Coyote Starrk x Reader

nothing wild

comfort

Reader is a shinigami // Set during the White Invasion

Word Count : 254

Lonley

The shinigami kept her (e/c) colored eyes on the fallen Espada as he was left to perish. She stayed, interested as she watched him.

There was something about him as a whole, something she couldn't quite place, but found far too intriguing to simply let die.

The seldom in his eyes was apparent, even while he had mocked her captain.

The low tone of his voice was relaxed and soft, yet somehow sullen in a sense, and it allured her because she'd always been drawn to beings like him.

'His eyes... His voice...' she inwardly mused as she continued to approach him,

'It's all been so...captivating,' she thought with uncertainty, unable to really define what it was that made him so intriguing.

‘- But not any more than the way you panicked,' she thought with a heavy heart as she had witnessed what silence had succumbed him to.

'You're lonely right now, right?' she thought while not stopping, continuing to step towards the lone wolf.

Her Captain made no attempt to stop her, but instead spared her one last glance that urged her to be quick, to do what she needed to, to stay in plan.

Cautiously, she moved, hand reaching down to his chest, fingers daftly moving up to his neck before she grazed her palm over his cheek. Meanwhile, (E/c) colored eyes tenderly gazed into his tired, crystal-colored eyes.

"You seemed Lonely," she softly mused, and in response, his blue eyes softened down, and gently, a little smile graced his sullen features.

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Christmas surprise!

So, I'm not really a fan of Christmas for certain reasons I'm not going to bore you guys with. However, I'm having a little extra free time than I expected so I thought to do a little Christmas challenge (for me 😅) and here is a list of Christmas prompts I found on Pinterest!

I know I'm behind two days but days 1, 2 & 3 will be posted today, late at night. They will be short in length. Most likely I'll be focusing on writing for Bucky Barnes, but there will be more Avengers and Marvel characters appearing.

I still have those three stories for Sweat Pea (the ones lost with my bag) to be posted. I'm working on them and hopefully will have them our sometime this week.

[odelschwanky]

Don’t Leave (Coyote Starrk x Female Reader)

Word Count: 4055

**SMUT**

You sat there looking out at the desolate black of Hueco Mundo. The sand was so pretty, how it danced like gray glitter on the whispering wind.  The sky was deep, the clouds moved ever so slowly, and the horizon was just a thin line that you couldn't even decipher. Your hair stirred in the wind, only slightly, as you sulked and stared out at the only place you've ever known.

"Why are you out?"

You turned slowly to see him, and your heart jumped. You smiled softly as you admired the way his chestnut tinted hair swayed, grazing his shoulders. His silver eyes narrowed at you, and he appeared slightly concerned. It wasn't like him to show much emotion. You could see the slight furrow in his brow and the softening of his frown. He was worried about you, even though he wouldn't admit it. You could just tell.

"I wanted to look," you say quietly, turning back to the empty world that matched your heart. You didn't get to see the outside very often, for you were always deep inside the fortress of Las Noches. You were always inside that room. How were you an Espada, one of the most powerful beings in Hueco Mundo, yet so tamed and broken? You never understood it, but that's all you ever knew.

"It never changes, (y/n)."

He comes to your side, not quite standing shoulder to shoulder. You could still feel his pressure next to you. It was... overwhelming. He was always so intense. That intensity made you feel safe.

"I know," you reply because there wasn't any purpose in arguing. It did change. The wind was blowing Northeast today. Well, this time. You couldn't keep track of the days here. All you ever saw was the perpetual night. The only indication to the time was the slow and lonely cycle through full and empty that the moon traversed between. This time it was almost full.

He waited outside with you generously, allowing you to drink in the gloom for a while longer. You grabbed his hand when you were finished, and he took it firmly in his. He was wearing gloves, like usual. You liked the way the leather purchased in your hand, but you liked the way his skin felt much better. You haven't touched his hand in a long while. You thought about the last time, months ago perhaps. You sighed with the longing for it as he walked you back inside.

Your footsteps brilliantly resonated throughout the long empty halls of marble, almost as loud as the silence. You decided to ask him since you didn't ask for permission today. He never liked it when you disobeyed him, but he never seemed to punish you for it.

"Can I look outside again tomorrow?" You turn to glance at him. You didn't know what he would say. You hoped he would let you.

He grunted, running his hand over his neck. You were approaching the room. You didn't want to go back in there. You desperately wanted to stay, at least in the hallway, holding his gloved hand.

"Aizen won't like that," he sighed lazily.

Aizen never liked anything you did or didn't do. Anything that had anything to do with you, Aizen was already disapproving. You didn't understand why he hated you so.

"Then again, he never likes anything." He seemed to say exactly what you were thinking. Starrk looked at the ground and takes a deep breath again. He seemed to be trying to find either an excuse to keep you in or an excuse to let you out. You couldn't tell which. You patiently looked at him in eager anticipation. You loved the passive pout he always wore on his face.

"Maybe. Be good and I'll decide later."

"Okay," you say without protest.

You arrived at the place where you've spent years, maybe more, (you didn't know). You couldn't keep track of time because your monotonous life only had a few irregularities.

He pushed open the stone door you left unbarred when you escaped. Starrk looked at you with a mixture of annoyance and reprimand. You know better than to leave, he seemed to say with his gaze. And you didn't even try to be subtle about it either.

You both enter the dark, cold room. Starrk glances at the back wall with his eyes opened only a little larger than the restricted expression he kept them in. You hoped this meant he was pleased.

"What's this?"

You had done some painting while he was away. You hadn't seen him for a few days maybe. The black ink was now dry on the canvas you had propped up. The work was taller than both of you put together and wider than that. You had finished it before you had gone outside.

"It's something I did while you were gone," you tell him. He hadn't let go of your hand yet. You didn't want him to let it go. You wish he wouldn't leave so much.

"It's a beautiful painting." He said, assessing it. He seemed unimpressed. You sank, despite his compliment.

"Do you mean that?" You inquired this, not taking your eyes off of him.

He nods.

"I painted it for you." You squeeze his hand.

Starrk smiles for the first time in a long while. Seeing it made you happy.

It was strange, what you felt for him. He kept you locked up in a prison, not allowed to see or be seen by others, but you didn't hold any contempt for him. He likened you to some kind of pet, keeping you in a kennel all day, but you knew that he was keeping you safe. He was the only person you were allowed to see. When you think of human interaction, you think of him. All of your memories are made with him. Your life revolves around him. You were okay with that.

"Why?"

You look at him, confused. "What, you don't like it?

"It's not that. I'm grateful." He turned to you, face stone, void of emotion. "Why do you do these things for me?"

It wasn't the first time you had done a generous act for him. Many times you've made art for him. You've brought him things you find in the sand of Hueco Mundo, little trinkets you'd like him to have. You've made food for him on many occasions. You gave him gifts.

"I know you have the capacity to think. Why don't you want more for yourself?"

You did want more. You wanted freedom, autonomy, liberation from this place. You wanted to see a more beautiful world, like the one Starrk told you about when he went away to fight the Soul Reapers. You wanted to be free of this horrid, horrid place but the desire was never enough to light a fire under you and cause you to pursue it. The desire to be at Starrk's side was stronger.

"I... do." You say quietly. You wanted to be more. To him.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. Did he feel guilty? Sad? Confused? Angry? You didn't want him to feel like this.

"You never wonder why, or who caused you to be this way? Or are you content with living like this?" He walked away from you, pacing about the room slowly, and deliberately.

You did wonder. You wondered about it all the time. Why you kept like bird when you had the tattoo on your front saying you were an Espada? Why didn't you have any knowledge of what you used to be? You didn't know anything except for him.

"Of course I wonder," you reply. You never raised your voice. You didn't have it in you to do it. You were making him upset, but he was breaking your heart.

"Then why don't you ever ask me what happened? Doesn't that matter to you?"

"I would like it to matter...  but it doesn't," you say.

It didn't.

Whether you knew about your past or not, nothing was going to change, was it? That's the only thing that you had faith in, was that things would be the same. "You know that, Starrk."

Starrk sighed again, shaking his head. He looked at you tentatively. He wanted to say something, but he decided against it. You could see it on his face. The single stream of light from the tall window high in the room crossed his face with an intense white glint. You could see every strand of hair glimmer, every strand of his stubbled goatee and thick brows.

"You make everything so hard."

"St- Starrk?" The tears pricked and began rolling down your face in one swift motion. He looked displeased with you. What did you do wrong?

The fury in his face wavered for only a moment when he saw you start to cry. As quickly as he faltered, he bulwarked his expression with deep-set brows, forming in a tight disapproving line.

"Don't leave again." He commanded.

Your stomach dropped as he turned to go. You reached out your hand to grab him, but you barely missed him. "What're you talking about?" You called, a lump in your throat.

"You're content with living like a helot. I can't accept that."

This comment shattered you like glass. His tone was full of disdain. He sounded like he hated you. His voice hurt you more than his words. You'd never heard him sound so angry before. Hopelessness filled you like a bubbling pit of tar, causing you to choke up on the hot, black tears.

How dare he be mad at you for that? He was the one keeping you hostage. He locked you away and treated you like a prisoner. How could he be mad at you for not doing anything about it when this was all you knew?

He walked so swiftly away from you, you couldn't bear to see him go. Who knew when he'd be back? He barred the door and was gone. "Don't leave again," you wanted to say to him. Why did he leave you? You were bound to this room with nothing in it, but you were also bound to him. Why didn't he know that?

Defeated, you drug the painting to the corner of the large, empty marble room. You wanted to burn it, but you didn't. It was for him. You still wanted him to have it.

Your bed, a heap of pillows and blankets tucked neatly between two pillars in the center of the floor, looked so inviting. You were destroyed. You just wanted to sob until he came back.

Time passed so slowly. Still, the days had passed. Over and over, the moon fell out of the line of the window, and you were left in total darkness, only for it to come back again. When the moon passed out of view for the tenth or eleventh time, you lit a few candles and placed them near your bed. You lie there, carved out and left empty. You wished another Espada would come to find you, and kill you. That would be the nicest thing they could do. You would ever be so lucky.

The door locked from the inside. You could leave. You could go look outside. You didn't. No desire came to you to disobey him. You couldn't stand yourself. Why don't you care? Why don't you have this desperate need to know your past? Why couldn't you act how he wanted you to? Independent, free-thinking, with a mind of your own.

You didn't know the answer.

You got up and went to the corner of the room, where the silent wall of water for your bathing was. It dripped down into a pool, big enough for you lie down three times over. You shed your clothes and stared at yourself in the solid, unwavering reflection. The number was branded across your chest, down your stomach extending to your hips. What did had it meant before? Why didn't you care? You didn't want to live like this anymore.

Crawling into the water, you lie down in it. Underneath the water, there was more sound than above. You could hear the blood rushing in your ears. You could hear your heartbeat. That was the only way you could even tell you were alive.

You were tempted to breathe in the water. Just to see what would happen.

Could you even drown?

It's been an unbearable time since you'd last seen Starrk. All those horrible things he said to you kept replaying in your mind. He was the only thing you had, the only one you loved. Could you even call it love?

How could you love a man who kept you in a cage?

You opened your mouth and let the water rush in. Your deep breath was a terrible one. Instant regret-filled your lungs, making them burn. Still you took another... but it was too much. Natural instict kicked in and you shot upright through the surface, coughing and sputtering. You threw up the water back in the pool. The retching combined with nausea building up in your gut was too much to take and you began to cry. The silence was broken with your childish bawling. You just wanted something, someone to stop your pain and loneliness.

You wanted Starrk to come back.

After you washed, you fumbled around in the trunk full of the clothes you owned. Most of them were elaborate, white robes with black trim that looked a little like Starrk's. You wore these as an Espada no doubt, but now you just wear them because it's all you have. You managed to find one of the less flashy items, a white shift gown made of satin. You liked to wear it when you slept.

With tears still in your eyes, you crawled into bed and let the feelings of worthlessness, hopelessness, and dread consume you. Within a few hours, you had finally wept yourself to sleep.

***

"Open the door."

You heard a firm order come from he another side. Groggily, you rubbed your eyes and sat up in a hurry. The blankets you buried yourself under had been strewn and draped all over your body. You heard the pounding again, more clearly now that you were awake.

"(y/n), open this damn door."

You throw off your cover and walk to the door, trying to wake up. Your bare feet pattering on the floor was the only noise that echoed in your hollow room.

"Did you hear me?" Starrk sounded urgent. You obeyed. It took all your strength to lift the bar on the door. You were weak, tired, sad. But you obeyed.

"(Y/n)!"

"I'm here."

The heavy stone door inched open and there you stood. Your long hair was still wet, your eyes were sunken and dark circles plagued them. You didn't look well at all. Your grief had gotten the best of you. You missed him.  You didn't smile when you saw him though. You couldn't smile. He had made you think about all of the things you hated about your life and made you realize how miserable you were. You were hurting. The look on his face let you know he could see that.

"What is it?" You ask slowly. You wanted to leap into his arms and tell him how you felt about him. You were so happy to see him, but you were so angry with yourself for feeling that way.

"Why don't you hate me?"

There was no feeling in his face. His indifferent eyes bore into you and it intimidated you. Your tears showed themselves to him and your lips parted to speak. You wanted to explain yourself but there were no words to explain how you felt.

"Because I can't."

Starrk's lips were on your in a second, and he had gathered you up in his arms. A sniffle escaped from you as you let him have your body. Starrk strode in, flawlessly multitasking between holding you in one arm and closing the door with the other, shoving the bar down with no effort at all, locking the both of you in your private world.

The only assertion you showed was the way you shoved off his clothes. Off came his jacket, then his shirt. They fell to the floor in a trail as he marched you to your bed. He laid you down, cupping your neck gently, but kissing you forcefully. The motivation in his motions was ravenous, as he tore your lips apart with his own. You had trouble keeping up. You tried to get some purchase on his back, but you couldn't find the strength to dig your nails in. Instead, you rubbed sensually on his bare skin. His bare skin...

He worked your gown off in no time at all. You couldn't feel the warmth of his touch. All you felt was leather. You seized his hands firmly and aggressively tugged both of the gloves off and forced his hands to your chest for him to grab. He eagerly obliged with a deep grunt and groped your body all over. Your heat was rising, ascending to something otherworldly. You needed him, whether you wanted to admit it or not.

He ground against your hips and you could feel him, gasping through the endless, messy kiss. His pants were hard to move, so you fumbled with them until he barked at you, removing them himself.

You said his name, softly yet desperately as he tried to enter you. It hurt, and you only clutched him tighter.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

He parted from your lips to ask this important question. You couldn't see his face much in the utter darkness of the room, but you could see his pale blue eyes. The met yours with sincerity and intensity. You nod.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Starrk reassures you. He sounded soothing, exact, intentional. He wanted you to know it was okay. You felt like it was. You weren't worried.

You heard a slight slurp as Starrk licked his finger. It slid down your front, tracing the line of your tattoo and arrived at your sex, which wasn't quite as wet as it needed to be. He gently worked its way in, moving in gentle, circular movements that caused your core to tighten. "Talk to me," he commanded. "How does it feel?"

You nodded slowly and murmured your response. "It.. feels. good," you finished with a moan as he slowly, calmly entered another finger. You reached down to feel him. The length and girth of him was much more than his fingers could imitate. You rubbed your thumb across his opening, causing him to curse. Your thumb became a little slick. You continued to handle him, feeling him twitch in your grasp. He bucked into your hand, letting you know he liked it.

"Starrk..." you began. You wanted to tell him you loved him. It wasn't the right time, but you wanted to tell him anyway.

"Yes?"

Your the rustling of the blankets was all that you could hear beyond your voices. He positioned himself at your opening again, not giving your body any time to readjust back to the tightness it was before. He replaced his fingers with himself smoothly, it was like magic. It was easier this time when he pushed his way inside you. You moaned softly as your body gave way. You couldn't formulate the words.

"That's beautiful," he said, pinching your face in his hand. "You sound... Beautiful."

The way he rocked into your body sent chills through you. He filled you up with every stroke and you tightened around him every time. He went deeper and deeper into you until you could feel his hips press into yours. You were stuffed with him, and you didn't know how much more you could take.

He knelt now, back straight up and grabbed your hips. The inside of your thighs gave in to the pressure from his thumbs and you could feel the bruises already starting to form. In and out he went, growing faster and faster. His strokes were still light, like gentle swift kisses that barely swept the surface of the skin. By now you were a mess of whines and cries, but these were not of pain. You wanted so desperately to climax. The building pressure was aching inside you and all you wanted was release. You grabbed his wrists and squeezed them, saying his name over ad over.

"Starrk...please." You begged him.

"Not yet," he huffs.

He turned you over on to your stomach, and your breath caught. A firm hand came down on your shoulder blade, pressing you down into the cushions. You grabbed onto a blanket for some kind of outlet. Your hands clutched and Starrk lay down on top of you, his heavy weight feeling like a mass of stone. His face came close to your ear, and he spoke to you quietly, deeply, as he continued to drive you.

"Just relax," he groaned, making you feel all of him. His front was hot against your back and your sweat had started to mingle, making all his movements slick. You did as you were told, not knowing how much tension you'd been putting onto yourself. You were tightened on your own volition, and when you relaxed slowly, the sex felt better than you could've imagined.

He turned your head to kiss you, deeply, passionately. It was as if your tongues knew each other already, how familiarly they intertwined. It got messy, and soon his spit was dripping down your chin and your hair stuck to your sweaty cheeks and forehead. Your voice was fading with the strain. He had you in a hold and the only way out was to come.

You finished violently, tensing and clenching and crying loudly. Starrk gritted his teeth, the way you felt was too much for him. He came inside you while the two of you kissed, and he rolled over on his side with you still in his arms. He encased you in his grip, refusing to stop kissing you.

"I... don't want you to hurt anymore."

He said this between kisses, and you could feel the genuineness of the statement. It warmed your heart. All you wanted was him. Now that you had him... you were spent.

You fell asleep kissing him. There wasn't much energy left inside you. You had been hurt and healed by the same person. It exhausted you to the point of fainting and soon you were in a dreamless sleep.

***

The guise of the morning came by soft grey light, leaking in through the single window. You blinked open your eyes to see and feel Starrk still around you. His fingers lazily played in your hair and his legs draped over you, keeping you sheltered and safe. You looked up at him, the exhaustion hitting you.

"You're still here?" You sleepily mumble in surprise.

He plants a kiss on your lips and stirs, letting out a raspy groan.

"You're a wreck when I'm not around."

As much as you didn't want to admit it, he was right.

"Thank you for noticing," you pout, closing your eyes again.

"I didn't know it, but I need you too, (y/n)."

You felt around for his hand, which you found encircling your neck. You wriggled your fingers inside his hold and grasped it softly. "You... need me?"

You were dumbfounded. Starrk wasn't the type to need anyone. He was a lone wolf that didn't talk much to anyone, an apathetic, heartless man. The way he left and went days without coming to see you told you everything you needed to know about that. He couldn't be telling the truth.

"I'm telling the truth. When we're apart, something isn't quite right. I feel... incomplete. I don't like feeling like that."

So he only needed you to clear his conscience?

"But. That hurt on your face, when I came to you last night..." He squeezed your hand. "It looked like you were dying."

You were. You were dying without him. Now that he was here though, you felt better than you ever remember feeling.

"I'm not leaving you anymore."

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

In the woods ( Werewolf! Coyote Starrk x little Red! Reader)

I have never watched that movie before. Is it really that good? I might just have to watch it if it is.Thank You for the compliment! Warms my heart when people say that! 💖💖💖  This one is gonna be a looong one I got carried away..oops. 

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In the woods (Coyote Starrk x Reader)

You were different from everyone else, you had friends but no one really understood you. Or at least, not like your Grandma. You parents loved you of course,  but they thought you  were  a little bit too eccentric and you could tell  that they were bothered by it. It frustrated you beyond belief, all you wanted was some one else to  empathise with you. 

You felt lonely. And to be friends with one person who understands you inside and out would mean the world to you. "(y/n),  are you still planning on going to Grandma's house?" Your mother asked you once you entered the kitchen. " Yes I am. " You said, about to leave the house. "Take this to your Grandma and wear a jacket it is cold outside." Your mom persisted, handing you a basket and your red jacket with the red hood. "Thanks, Mom." You took your jacket, putting it on and sliding the red hood on your head, grabbing  the basket from her hands. "Be careful and stay safe! Tell Grandma I said Hello!" You simply waved at her, leaving your house at once. The woods in your backyard eventually led to a huge field where your Grandma lived. You always loved going there when you were feeling down, It was peaceful and it was mainly isolated from everyone else which you enjoyed. Still in your thoughts, you noticed something from the corner of your eye, it looked to be a small, blonde wolf, whimpering in pain. Your mom had warned you about the wolves that lived back here and to be very careful not to confront them. You sensed something was  wrong, like she was injured and it worried you.  Besides, she was  just a pup, what could go wrong? "Hello, are you okay? " You asked in the kindest way. The little pup still whined, louder now that you were closer to her. You crouched down, taking  your hand out. You could tell that one of her legs was wrapped around thick thorns, causing it to  tear into her flesh. The wolf carefully sniffed your hand, she didn't look aggressive so you took it as an invitation to help her. Gently, you unraveled the thorns around her, throwing them to the side and away from the both of you. The wolf still whined from the gashes and the blood profusely bleeding from them, it was a tragic sight to see. You panicked but remembered that your mom gave you a portable first aid kit, you swiftly took  out the peroxide, gauze and cotton balls. You dipped the cotton into the  peroxide and dabbed it on the wounds which  gently removed and lessoned the bleeding. Finally, you wrapped the gauze around the small wolf's leg. The pup's whimpers slowly died but her tail wagging grew, she was now feeling better. "I hope that helped. You be careful now." You smiled at her, putting your stuff back. You stood up, placing your first aid kit back into your pocket, but before you left, you took out two of the sandwiches from your basket, " You want some? My grandma wont mind she is the nicest lady. " You unwrapped two ham sandwiches, slowly placing them on the ground for her to take if need. "Goodbye. " You waved at her, taking your leave. 

Unbeknown to you, just several feet away, someone else was watching.

  Your Grandma had smiled at you,  happy that you travel safe and sound. "(y/n) dear it has been a while. Come sit by the fire." She cheerfully greeted you, leading you into the living room.  " Thanks, Grandma. Here is your basket, I hope you don't mind it I got a little hungry and ate some sandwiches on the way here. "   Your grandmother shook her head, chuckling at you, "It is never a bother." Your grandma sat across from you. You both began to talk about everything, about your life, school and friends. You often told her about how different and lonely it was to live on the other side of the woods and how you wished to be here instead. Your Grandma gave you a sympathetic look, placing your hand into hers. "I know it is difficult but you will always have me even after I'm gone." You knew she cared about you so much and she always knew how to comfort you in the best way possible. "Grandma, may we call Mom and ask her if I can stay over for the weekend? I still have some overnight clothes from the last time I stayed here." " Of course, I will give her a call right away. "  She stood, walking into the kitchen. You stared out of the window right next to you, watching the sun set over the horizon. Your eyes flickered to the edge of the woods, you turned your head to notice two blue eyes staring at you.  It was another wolf, except it was brown and bigger than the small blonde one  you helped earlier today.  He was  mesmerizing, and you wondered if he was with the blonde one. He looked liked he wanted to speak to you, his eyes looked almost human. "(y/n)." You heard your Grandma, interrupting the starring contest you and the brown wolf had. You looked back at her.  "(y/n),  What are  you looking at?" She looked out the window, generally curious. "I  seen a wolf." You replied,  still  captivated by the magnificent animal. "What wonderful creatures, wolves are." You looked up at her in interest, "Have you seen them before?" Suddenly you wanted to know every detail about these mysterious wolves. " Of course, when I was a little girl, they were every where but due to fear, people gathered and purged most of the wolves that lived here. It is a shame really. Now, I never see them but knowing that you have seen them gives me hope. I long to see one again. "  Something in your heart ached, the thought of the two wolves being the only ones alive and living in the woods must be lonesome. You then admitted to Grandma about the wolf pup you saved earlier today and that you gave two of the sandwiches to her. She was accepting and delighted that you did.

Later that night, you watched the full moon glow in the night, still thinking about the wolves and both your encounters with them.  You wondered, were they really  the only two in these woods? If so, the thought had crushed you. You knew exactly what it was like to feel lonely. You wanted to go back and look for them,  but you knew that it wouldn't be safe, they were capable of killing you.  You sighed, getting up from your bed, there was no way you  could sleep after the events of today. If you couldn't go into the woods then  you could  at least stare at the moon in its most beautiful state. You got out of bed, quietly moving through the house and onto the front porch, sitting on the  front step, listening to the frogs croak and crickets chirp in harmony.  You sighed with pure content, closing your eyes to take it all in.   Crack. Your eyes opened instantly,  looking around the front yard. You got up from the front step of the porch step. Crack. It sounded like a snap of a twig. Your eyes moved  over to the edge of the woods then, seconds later you two sets of eyes glowed in the dark woods. Your eyes widened, it was the wolves from ealier. Your guess was proven true when both of the  wolves stepped out from  the edge of the forest, their eyes shined in the moon light. The blond wolf wagged her tail, happily walking up to you. You noticed that the gauze was still on her foot but that didn't stop her from greeting you. The smaller wolf licked your hand, her tail never stopped wagging with delight.   You looked over at the brown one, he looked guarded, but you understood why. He slowly growled, which caused the smaller one to look up, staring at him. You heard a few more whimpers and growls from both of the wolves.

The little one slumped, whimpering as they both headed back into the woods. Something in you snapped, remembering what your Grandma had said to you. "Wait! Please don't leave.... I'm sorry...about your family and friends  that lived in these woods..." You tried not to cry, you were heart broken and guilt ridden.y

  How could humans do such a horrible thing? 

" I know it must be lonely.... Having no one else there beside you."   You could see the brown wolf's ears perk at that word.  It was like he understood you. "I promise I won't let anyone harm you both." You insisted, taking a few steps towards the brown wolf.  He tilted his head, confused by your movements. Now, you were less than a foot away from him. "May I pet you?" You stuck your hand out, offering him to sniff you. He hesitantly leaned in, sniffing your hand, after a few moments he leaned into your touch. You gently stroked his cheek, you could have sworn you seen him closed his eyes enjoying your gentle touch. Suddenly, a gush of wind blew around you both, causing your eyes to closed, then once you opened them again, you spotted the same blue eyes from before except human. He was tall, long brown hair and skinny, he wore a brown shirt and black pants,  he  stared at you, it  was rather intense but in a different way. You still had you hand on his cheek, he looked content and comfortable.  "Thank you, that would appreciate me and Lilynette greatly."  Then like a ghost in the night they both dissapeared. You were frozen, you couldn't believe  what had just happen. "(y/n)? Are you okay? What's wrong?" You heard your Grandma from the porch,  she was concerned. You finally snapped out of it,  " Y-yeah... I thought I seen the wolves again... " "Even so, you can't go out her  all on your own so irrationally. Just be careful next time." She scolded you but was relieved that you were okay.  You nodded, "I understand." She nodded, " Good, now how about some hot tea then back to bed? " She went back into the house with you following behind. Before you entered, you have one last glance at the entry of the woods, still astonished about what had happened. Months had passed since you met the wolves for the first time, you had often wondered about them especially since they can actually change into humans. What were they?  If they weren't entirely  wolves then they had to be something else.  You remembered that one of visits your Grandma told you legends and folklore of werewolves. People that can turn into wolves. If that is the truth  like that mean that they were both werewolves?  You wanted to know more about them and you were determined to. You spent more of your time in the woods from then on hoping you come across them.   "Starrk there she is! The nice lady that healed me!" You turned, noticing the blonde hair from before. She stood right in front of you, smiling. "Hello it's nice to meet you again! I am Lilynette! " "It's nice to meet you. My name is (y/n)." You gave her a genuine smile. Moments later a figure stood from behind the tree. "Lilynette, I told you not to go looking for trouble. " He slowly made his way towards you too. The girl rolled her eyes, "Shut up! You never let me have fun! She is the nicest human." The man didn't seemed too phased by th girl's yelling. He simply stared at you, now he was only a few feet away. He look like he was contemplating on something, but what exactly?   " It's you... From before. " You stated, astonished that he was actually real. He nodded, his hands in his pockets, "What's your name?" You blushed but you couldn't help it. He was very attractive. "I'm (y/n)." His eyes never left yours, a hint of interested showed in his handsome features. "I see." He simply said. " His name is Starrk. " The girl said for him. "He isn't much of a talker but he is a nice guy." Starrk ignored his friend, still giving you a questioning glare. "You're the girl with the  red hood, always walking around here. What are you doing out here, alone?" You blushed deeper, how exactly were you supposed to tell him?  "I wanted to know more about you." You admitted to him.  It was silent for a bit but you could tell that he had some interest in you as well. "Funny, I can say the same to you too." You begin to tell him about your Grandma and how you would often visit her her to escape the lonliness from the other side of the woods. After hearing your story, his eyes showed a look of sympathy. He understood what it was like to be isolated and to not belong somewhere.  He was aware that there were many humans just like her but what made her so different? "That's unfortunate, I always thought humans were such social creatures. Being able to live together, must feel horrible to feel like this, even when living together with other humans. "  You looked down, you felt horrible about everything but you answered him. "Yes.. But there's Grandma. She helps with it all." He nodded, taking a step a closer to you. "Yes, it must be nice to find someone that can help ease  the loneliness. "  You smiled at him, "Yes and if you don't mind, I would like to help." You seen a hint of something in his eyes, hope? Or was it happiness? Starrk looked over at Lilynette who visibly pleaded him to say yes. Then, he  nodded, you could see a curve of a smile form on his face.  "Yes, you may." He  now stood right in front of you.  You gently took his hand, grinning at him. For once you didn't feel so lonely after all. And neither did he.

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Requests are Open!

[therainroguefanfiction]

⁂ Days Come and Go (Coyote Starrk) [2 of 2]

◂ Part 1 of 2

Genre: Romance, Fluff ☁

Word Count: 1,007 ☁

Pairing: Reader x Starrk ☁

World: Bleach ☁

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“We need to get away from the town,” Ichigo muttered, standing up and grabbing Kon. He swallowed the mod soul pill and retracted from his body.

Rukia did the same before addressing them “The two of you stay here,” She hopped out the window and jumped onto the roof. Ichigo did the same, followed closely by you and Grimmjow.

The four of you took off running, jumping from roof to roof with Starrk hot on your trail.

“There’s a forest just outside of town. We’re heading there so the town doesn’t get caught up in the fighting!” Ichigo called over his shoulder at you and Grimmjow, who nodded in response.

“Starrk won’t want to fight, though.” Grimmjow muttered, “He’ll do everything he can to avoid a fight.”

“That’s strange,” you murmured, “That’s the complete opposite of you, huh.”

He narrowed his eyes at you, “I’m aware, thanks.”

Your group finally reached the destination, landing on the lush green grass before taking off into the sea of trees.

“Should we split up?” Ichigo asked, stopping at a clearing in the heart of the forest.

“No, he’ll go straight for Y/N and if we split up, they’ll be in danger.” Rukia mused, looking around her. Both Ichigo and Rukia grabbed the handle of their swords as the trees rustled, Starrk and Lilinette appearing at the edge of the clearing.

“You won’t get them without killing all of us first!” Ichigo called from beside you. Grimmjow was on your other side, while Rukia was on the other side of Ichigo.

Lilinette stepped forward, earning a weird look from Starrk. “We’re not here to fight. And if I have anything to say about it, you won’t be going back to Aizen!”

“Huh?” you asked in surprise, stepping forward.

She nodded, putting her hands on her hips, “We want to help.”

“Why should we believe that?” Ichigo called, sounding unsure.

“That’s simple,” she giggled, winking and holding up her index finger at the tall male, “Starrk is in love with Y/N!”

“Lilinette!” Starrk hissed from behind her, making a move to grab her. She jumped up and landed a few feet in front of the group, sticking her tongue out at the Primera.

“In… love?” Ichigo asked, removing his hand from his weapon. Rukia did the same. “Is it even possible for an Espada to feel love?” he directed his question to Grimmjow, who glared at him in response.

“It’s rare but possible.” Lilinette answered, turning around to look at you, “It may seem sudden, but you make him feel a way no other person has been able to!”

“I… do?” you asked in disbelief, pointing to yourself and looking at Grimmjow who just shrugged.

“Yep,” she grinned, “We were hoping you’d let us stay here with you guys. I mean, Aizen won’t exactly welcome us back with open arms, seeing as we refuse to capture you.”

“Don’t be an idiot.” Starrk sighed, rubbing the back of his head, “Like they’d really want a hollow staying with them.”

She scoffed, turning around to face him with her fists clenched, “Grimmjow is here, isn’t he? He’s just as much hollow as we are!” He looked like he was searching for a response, but couldn’t think of one. “See? There’s not a single reason we can’t stay.” Lilinette said, turning back around to look at you. Starrk was staring at the ground, refusing to look up.

“Well,” you started, stepping forward to stand in front of Lilinette, “The two of you are more than welcome to stay here. I’m sure Urahara wouldn’t mind setting the two of you up at his place.”

“Really?” Her eyes sparkled. You nodded and she jumped on you, hugging you tightly, “Thank you!”

“We can’t Lilinette!” Starrk’s voice was loud and firm, echoing in the empty forest.

“But, but… Starrk!” She jumped down, hanging her head and clenching her fists.

“We’re going back,” he muttered, turning around and starting to walk off.

“Starrk!” you called, making him stop dead in his tracks. “You can. If you’re worried about Aizen, don’t be. You’ll be safe here. Both of you.”

“That’s not what I’m worried about,” he muttered, so low you barely caught the words.

“Then what are you worried about?” you walked over to him and gently grabbed his arm. He tensed up at your touch. “Please talk to me,”

He looked at you, worry passing through his eyes. “I’m worried about you,”

“Me?”

He nodded, lowering his head again, “Why would you want the Primera Espada around? I’m stronger than all of you. You should be afraid. Afraid that I might betray you. Or kill you.”

You grabbed his hand, holding it tightly in your own. “Will you betray me? Will you kill me?”

“Of course not,” he whispered, staring at the ground. “But I could.”

“Then what is there to worry about?” he looked up at me in disbelief, “I know you’re stronger than me. I still trust you, though.”

“You… trust me?”

“Yeah. Weird since I don’t really know you, but… it’s true.” You smiled, softly.

He returned the smile, lacing his fingers with your own. “You really are insane. I hope you know that.”

“Heh. So I’ve been told.”

He suddenly pulled you into his embrace, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his chest.

“You’ll stay then?”

“If you really want me to,”

“I do,” you hesitated before pulling him down until his lips met yours. His body tensed but he quickly responded, moving his arms down to your waist to pull you closer. He wanted your body against his. He wanted to hold you and never let go.

“Awww,” Lilinette chirped, making the two of you pull away and look at the group in front of you.

Rukia was grinning, Ichigo looked shocked, and Grimmjow looked bored.

“Can we go back, now?” Grimmjow asked, “I’m hungry.”

You rolled your eyes, grabbing Starrk’s hand.

“Days come and go, but my feelings for you are forever,”

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[jamie-tartts]

tagged by @jamesbvck​ 💕

rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag ten blogs

a - age: 25

b - birthplace: toronto

c - current time: 10:44pm

d - drink you last had: tea

e - easiest person to talk to: my sister and best friend dana

f - favorite songs:

the scientist - coldplay

loyalty - kendrick lamar

backseat - kip moore

shallow - lady gaga + bradley cooper

always remember us this way - lady gaga + bradley cooper

g - grossest memory: probably when i went to the club when i turned 19 and drank too many mint flavoured shots. then i puked over the back of some girl before i made it into the bathroom. then we got in the cab and i opened the cab door and puked while going 120 on the highway. reason why i don’t drink heavily anymore

h - horror yes or horror no: yes

i - in love: no

j - jealous of people: i’d say envious, rather than jealous

l - love at first sight or should i walk by again: walk by again

m - middle name: amber rose

n - number of siblings: one

o - one wish: to be happy

p - person you last called: my sister

q - questions you’re always asked: “are your lips real?”

s - song you last sang: always remember us this way - lady gaga + bradley cooper

t - time you woke up: 10:45am

u - underwear colour: blue

v - vacation destination: london, amsterdam, bora bora, l.a, nyc

w - worst habit: it used to be biting my nails. now.. probably binge eating

x - x-rays: i think i’ve only had an xray once

y - your favorite food: pizza, burgers, poutine

z - zodiac sign: aquarius

tagging: @lehsnherr @peteparkr @klementeiff @softsteve @allfathers @rogersbf @ttaikas @autumnstarks @starrk @bisteverogers + anyone else who would like to participate!

[my0vershareworld]

𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟

Pairing: Coyote Starrk x GN!Human reader

Genre: Angst, One shot

CW: uhh burden

Word count: 2901

Requested by anon: Can you do day 10 for starkk please 😚😋😛😝 (I have no clue what’s going on)

you..were the light for him

ever since he have met you you were always kind and stays to talk with him. you were beautiful/pretty/handsome (whatever you prefer to be complimented as) and you were just perfect. he never met a small fragile human that were so kind yet so determined to stay with him and talk to him like he was an actual normal person-

ah. what a pain that he isn't normal right?

it all started from the point where he step foot into the world of the living not expecting much and his lord only let him come around to check within the world of the living and that substitute soul reaper that he don't really cared about. but then everything was put to a pause as a sudden voice were called out to him as he just wish it isn't some trouble for him to be met with- yet all he see as he turned around was a bright smile that was almost like the sun. it was bright it almost hurt his eyes

"ah- sorry wrong person-" you said embarrassed- you thought he was your friend. the hairstyle do seems pretty different and you quite wonder why does your friend dressed up in a pure white somewhat a uniform- but now you don't wonder because it was clear that he wasn't even your friend. so instead you apologized and try to find that friend of yours

as you walked past him all he could do was make his eyes followed your movement- and suddenly his hand goes by itself to pull your arm back- it was a soft pull but nevertheless a pull "don't go. I wanna talk" his voice was tired. all he really wanna talk was..he just wonders how is your smile so bright and perfect- never expected anything more

obviously you were fucking horrified- was this man trying to kidnap you??? what is he- why is he grabbing your wrist so soft yet so tight?? what is wrong with him. but yet he seems to be with no danger- he looks so damn tired- too tired to even kidnap someone- but before you could even answer he asked up a question

"why is your smile so bright?" he asked genuinely and seriously, he doesn't seems to be mocking nor making fun of you- just a pure question-

"huh" you answered back with the most deadest huh you could have ever said. both of you faces were confusionism and the whole time the brown hair and you just locking eyes before after a while he finally losen his grip and you put your arm away awkwardly as you just..wave at him and walks off like all of that didn't happened at all

the next few days you see a weird green haired child who seems to be yelling and shouting at someone- WAIT IS THE GUY THAT YOU MET DAYS AGO WHAT THE FUCK- you were shocked and surprised but you kept up your guard and turned around and walk off before a rock hit you- you turned around and it seems the kid it just now throwing rocks at the guy and it accidentally flew to hit you- and- WAIT HE'S WALKING TOWARDS YOU. you were scared, he was definitely staring and walking at you and you weren't sure what to do before he stood a few inches away from you and bow his head slightly "sorry about her. did that rock hurt you?"

he asked plain and dead. it didn't do much- just a single bruise but it isn't that big of a trouble, soon you know it'll heal back up to normal

"no no it's fine-" you said until he suddenly asked you

"what's your name?..I'm not sure if.." he said before he yawn "this is the second time we met now.." he said but this time somewhat he seems more tired and stressed out- what was this guy problem anyways? does he not get enough sleep?? all of this was asked within your head and not wanting to sounds rude so you have to just- answer it politely-

"I'm {NAME} and.."

"Coyote Starrk..the kid's name is Lilynette Gingerbuck.." "HEY DON'T INTRODUCE ME WITH YOURSELF!" she said before she tried to kick him but he just glide to the side dodging it. they seems like father and daughter- a really chaotic and tired one- but from those simple questions it seems you have drag yourself into a long conversation of a man and his daughter with you, a person. it dragged down til the sky was orange-

that was a weird way to gain friend- you thought. but oh well you have to say goodbye and go home now. the next day was the same..but something was not the same because you woke up to see the same kid shouting and yelling, she was the reason you woke up in the weekend- you should be resting but never mind- when you got out of the house she immediately grab your hand and starts dragging you elsewhere. just to see the same tired man with his flop down to the bench seemingly to be sleeping and so she yelled at him to wake up and smack his head awake

the resting day of yours was spent with the same people from yesterday- and tomorrow..and tomorrow..whenever you have work to do the kid and sometimes Coyote too will be waiting at your house for you to came back and hang out with them. time to time you did an overtime and when you came back you see the two sleeping in front of your house- do they not have any job?? it was the only question that wanders through your head

the time have skip by. you have been friend with him and his kid for as long as you knows now, he have become one of your maybe closest friends. he was unenthusiastic but he tries to be as much as he could. the other girl was mean but she was still really fun to talk with and hang out. but there was one thing you've never know about Coyote.

he have gained feelings for you.

feelings that he can't get out because of fear..you were a human, he was a dangerous Arrancar..Espada. he have to always try and hide that he was abnormal, that he wasn't a human like you. the burdened feelings was..ugh

but he have kept it a secret for you for as long as possible. no one knows about his feelings for you. nobody knows until the end. the end where he have to fight..he knows he was going to lose, there was no way someone like him is going to survive..

yet all he could think within the battle with Shunsui was you..he could only hope that you'll forget about him. don't care where he even goes

he loves you. but he believe you don't love him. you may as well take your heat, it's already full of you. you walked into it slowly and steadily like a slow moving wind that was no harm towards him. he's a fool isn't he? falling for a human in the meantime of being an Espada.

he's going to betray you and he knows if he do he'll betray himself he knows this is the only way

everything was done for now. you were safe within Karakura that was placed in another place without your knowledge. but now everyday you wake up you don't see the two people waiting at your front door anymore. you thought they're finally getting busy, but times goes by over and over again and yet you never see the two person again..ever again. they were completely gone. there was no sight of them, you can't caught them in the same spot no matter how many times you've come. you felt empty

you've live a long time yet, {Name}, an eternity without him. you looked into the faces of passersby hoping for something that will for an instant, bring them back to you. you find moonlit nights strangely empty because when you called his name through them there would be no answer. always your heart ache for them both.

the burdened feelings.

burden. that you will never rid of no matter how much time have passes

[my0vershareworld]

𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕? 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕!

Pairing: Coyote Starrk x G/N Human reader, Lilynette Gingerbuck x G/N human reader (both platonic)

Genre: Fluff, Headcanons, Platonic friendship.

CW: None

Requested by anon: Can you do headcanons for having starkk and lilynette as friends please 😌

A/N: OMG..MORE REQUEST?? yes babe

Coyote Starrk

he's alone most of his life before he have Lilynette. but he really is still alone and wanted to have other friend. then you came into his life.

he really don't know how to properly treat a human since he never have any human friend and his only friend is Lilynette. and Lilynette is an arrancar.

but don't worry he will literally do anything you say. except if is too much work for him to do.

you will always find him smiling whenever you are with him. he really adores him and your friendship.

he never wanted to lose you EVER. you're the thing he will protect with his life. he really care for you he really do. and he will do anything to keep you safe

he sometimes wanted to take you flying to the skies with him but he's scared of dropping you and die in front of him. so he won't do that.

if you ask him too he would be very hesitant to do so and will probably grip onto you as he's flying with you.

he probably sleep at your house one time while he was laying on the bed.

and he probably watch you sleep sometimes when he got nothing to do. and will fall asleep on the floor because he got tired. you probably woke up and almost or did step on him..on accident.

Lilynette Gingerbuck

she's loud. very loud. she will greet you with a surprise attack (a kick basically) whenever you are on her sight. and she probably make you bleed one time and Lilynette stop doing that surprise attack for like a months. the next time she do it, it would be more softer.

she's literally the one who drag starrk with her so both of them can see and talk to you.

she LOVES and ADORES you with her whole heart and she will beat anybody ass that dare to talk shit about you for ONE bit. one word and she's beating some ass

she love talking to Starrk and telling him she's your favorite friend. and Starrk barely listen because he don't care, he have friend and that's enough for him.

she will ALWAYS and I mean ALWAYS talk about how Hueco Mundo is and how there's so many annoying people there. if you're with her you will mostly hear her ramble about stuff that happened at Hueco Mundo.

she probably tried and take you to Hueco Mundo once but Starrk told her to not do it because it's dangerous and there's a very high chance they will both lose you. and she don't want that so she stopped and never do it again no matter if you asked her to do it.

she's the one who told Starrk to watch over you while you're sleeping so you can stay safe. even though she just wanted to get Starrk to do something else other than sleeping (but she still wanted you safe from any danger though so she will probably stay with Starrk too)

[brittscafe]

Bleach Headcanons

How the Hueco Mundo boys would react to you falling asleep on them:

Includes: Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez, Ulquiorra Cifer, Coyote Starrk, Sōsuke Aizen.

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez: You had found your eyelids becoming heavy as his voice stringed through your mind and you closed your eyes. He didn’t even realize you that you were sound asleep on his chest he rambled on about the fight he had gotten himself into.

He glances down at you after you’ve been silent for a few minutes and his eyes widen. At first he couldn’t believe it, how dare you fall asleep when he’s talking to you?

His big ego soon fades away as he finds himself gazing down at you and his fingers brushing through your hair. A smile tugs on his face, but he quickly shakes it away and instead wraps his arm around your lower back, letting you sleep.

Beware though, because once you wake up, you get an ear load of cocky comments.

Ulquiorra Cifer: Your eyelids close and your head falls upon Ulquiorra’s shoulder and his body freezes. Thought it was some torture techinque you were using on him. It takes him a while to get use to your touch, but he lifts his head up from his book.

His dark eyes admire your soft expression on your face and your pink lips that are slightly parted open. He gives you a gentle pat on the top of your head and continues back to reading.

Coyote Starrk: Lets out a quiet chuckle as his eyes lay upon your sleeping face in his lap. Your body is curled up near his and his hand rests on your hip. 

You had finally fallen accommodated to Starrk’s sleeping habits. You’ll find him asleep on any surface. He finds it amusing that you’re starting to change your habits and he’ll kiss you on the forehead, careful not to wake you as he knows how much sleep is worth.

Sōsuke Aizen: Is very calm and collected when he notices your eyelids shutting as your snuggle into the curve of his neck. He knew that you were comfortable around him and accepted him for who he was, but a smirk starts to grow across his face.

He’s proud that you feel safe in his arms, but he would never utter a word. As you fall into a heavy sleep, he wraps an arm around your waist and secures you on top of him.

[my0vershareworld]

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣?!

Pairing: Szayelaporro Granz, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk x GN!Human reader (platonic)

Genre: Fluff, Crack, Headcaanons.

Requested by anon: This is a silly Headcanon but can you do Szayelaporro,Grimmjow,Nelliel,Nnoitra,and Starkk with a close friend or S/O (Whatever you prefer) that bites there shoulder when they hug them unexpectedly

Szayelaporro Granz

the first time when you did it it surprise and alert him far too much

but other than that he isn't so effected by the thing you do with his shoulder, he'll let you do it and pat your head like a cat

but if he was annoyed he'll dodge your hug and make you fall on your face

actually doesn't mind it much but if you ruined his clothes..that's fine he have a tons more clothes to wear anyways

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

got startled and hiss at you before grabbing your hair and throw you

absolute animalistic

once he got used to it he'll bite you back..hard..very harder-

one time he make your whole shoulder bleed that day

mind you a lot if you did it in front of other people since he don't wanted to be seen as soft or weak

other than that he'll bite your shoulder back most of the time

Nelliel Tu Odelschwanch

the hug, she found that friendly. but the bite was something that taken her by surprise and she squeak

but she'll took the bite as a playful bite and bite back, but unlike Grimmeow she bite back softly as a playing manner

she'll start doing the same with you by coming up behind you and tackle you into a bear hug and then bite your shoulder and giggle

never minded when you bite her since it doesn't hurt much and actually like doing it back at you

she finds it adorable

Nnoitra Gilga

is skin is tougher than a steel. so pretty much rip your teeth first of all

either way he doesn't felt much and just giggle when he sees that your teeth are fucking hurting, he finds it amusing that you do that to him despite the fact knowing that his skin is tougher than a steel

will dare you to bite his skin again

if you didn't, good

if you did, teeth gone

Coyote Starrk

woke him up and startled him, badly

he'll fucking scream but then seeing is you he just..stare at you and goes back to being 'too tired for your shit'

once he get used to it he'll just let you bite him, he won't mind just don't do it too harsh..but eh is fine I guess- arrancar are physically stronger than normal humans anyways

just stop minding whenever you bit him and after those time he just started to know that whoever bite his shoulder like that is you and he just go 'hey {Name}'

[my0vershareworld]

𝔾𝔼𝕋 𝕆𝔽𝔽 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝔼

Pairing: Szayelaporro Granz, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez X GN!Human reader

Genre: Crack, Headcanons, Platonic.

CW: None

Requested by Anon: Hiii can you do headcanons for Szayelaporro,Nnoitra,Starkk,and grimmjow who have a friend that runs to hug them and tackles them like how Nelliel does with ichigo please 🙏🏻:)

A/N: WAHHHH I LOVE THIS ASK SO MUCH ACTUALLY???

Szayelaporro Granz

he does not like you fucking startles him whenever you hug and tackles him like that. but is not like he mind it.

he just kind of wish you stop but at the same time he kind of don't.

your warm hug gives him some of his most vulnerable moment.

but every time you tackles him specifically from behind..he will fall down to the ground flat on his face most of the time. and you ended up getting him angry at you the whole day.

Nnoitra Gilga

you startles him. badly. he thought an enemy did a sneak attack on him and almost kill you a few time at first.

he always yell at you and tell you to stop every time you tackles him like that.

he don't even know what to do when he's in your bear hug. he wanted to escape yet your warmness and softness of a human skin is making him melt and make his arms weak. he never been treated so soft and tender yet so harsh like this before. he loves yet hates it.

every time you tackles him he'll just try and take you off of him and is pretty easy since..he's tall and a giant compare to you. he'll just pull you off easily like a bug.

he'll just look at you like 😐 whenever you tackles him like that

Coyote Starrk

when you hugged him he just stays in your hug. no matter if you're actually choking him and he can barely breath in your hug. but that's fine.

when you tackles him into a hug he'll just fall flat to the ground. he won't even get up. he just let you hug him on the ground like that.

he likes your warmness when you hug him so he..fall asleep so easily in your hug.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

this man is so on high alert and so fucking animalistic he fucking punch you in the face when you tackles him from behind like that. he does not appreciate that sudden shit. he even call you an idiot for doing that in the first place knowing he's like a wild animal.

when it comes to hug he'll probably try and pry your hands off of him. NO TOUCHY TOUCHY GET OFF OF ME. he's a cat really.

he'll chase you down a few time when you tackles him and scare him too badly.

but when he started to get use to it he still try to pry you off of him every time but he just more soft with the claws prying.