#uryu ishida x reader

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

With ulquiorra , mayuri, gin, adult uryu (seperately ) are they ass , tits or thighs

Fluff to smut with fem plz

Ass, Tits, or thighs With The Bleach Characters (Kenpachi Zaraki, and Grimmjow Jaegearjauquez as a bonus)

Fandom: Bleach

Rated: Um 17+? i mean it is explicit but not too explicit tread cautiously i guess.

warnings: titty sucking, spanking, biting, nipping, slapping, motorboating, lactation kink, all of these were mentioned.

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Kenpachi Zaraki:

Kenpachi Zaraki is a certified ass man.

And thighs.

He loves them both equally.

He will make his s/o wear the cutest panties that shape their ass so well.

or he will make them wear the thinnest sexiest thong alive so he can see those pretty sexy cheeks between the thin tight fabric.

loves spankings and will give them for no reason because he loves it.

makes the s/o wear the tightest cutest thigh highs,

yes he fucks them with just them on sometimes.

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Grimmjow Jaegearjauquez:

-another certified ass lover.

-loves to take his partner from behind and fucks them senseless.

-will basically breed his partner like a panther in heat.

-will bite lick and nip their s/o butt cheeks.

-It will leave so many marks on them. You can see his canine in them and will last a few days.

-rubs his face over their ass like how cats do as well.

-loves spanking his s/o as well and will be rough about it.

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Ulquiorra cifer:

might be a cop out but i think he doesn't care.

he likes them all of them equally.

but if he has to pick one then he will choose tits.

nothing too sexual but he just like using boobs as pillows.

and listen to his s/o heart beat.

which is pretty sweet.

but he does take joy into leaving nips, bites and hickey's all over his s/o breasts (rather big or small he does not care)

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Mayuri kurotsuchi:

-I also think he doesn't care.

-To him it really depends on the day.

-some days he will smack and grab ass

-while other days he will want to suck on his s/o nipples and leave huge hickeys on them.

-but he also loves to have his s/o wear garter belts and thigh highs too.

-also enjoys spanking and leaving so many marks on his s/o.

-as long he can mark them up then he doesn't care.

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Uryu Ishida:

my boy loves thighs

loves to squeeze them and rub them

loves garter belts

loves thigh highs

loves biting and marking them with his bites and kisses

cums from thighjobs

want to have sex with just his s/o in thigh highs

loves seeing s/o in fishnets

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Gin Ichimaru:

-He loves titties

-no matter how big or small he wants to suck, lick and nip them

-honestly might have a lactation kink

-probably would call s/o boobs mommy milkers one time before s/o slaps him hard.

-loves tit jobs

-loves motorboating

-loves sheer bras

-would flip if s/o has their nipples pierced

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[actuallysaiyan]

We Can Do Whatever You Want To Do(Ishida Uryu x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, handjob, talk about virginity, kissing, alcohol, semi-public sex, Uryu and Reader are in University word count: 1.3k pairings: Uryu Ishida x Fem!Reader summary: you and Uryu are in the same classes in university and you thought at first his arrogance and attitude pissed you off, but it turns you on. taglist: @beneathstarryskies. @seireiteihellbutterfly @misty-angerose. @yeowangies a/n: My first time writing Uryu, so I hope it's good <3

You met him when you were in your first year of university. Whispers of his academic excellence and many scholarships due to his achievements follow him around, though he doesn’t show any kind of real reaction to it. You found yourself so intrigued by Uryu.

After a few months of being in the same classes as him and trying to get to know him, you find out that he tends to keep to himself. And  Uryu doesn’t really bother to make too many friends. You’ve noticed some people coming to visit him from time to time, but the relationships he has with them seem deep rooted in something you can’t quite understand.

Even as time continues on, you find yourself way too curious about him. What kind of thing does he  do in his spare time? What kind of interests does he have outside of science and medicine? Did he have a love interest? Has he ever had a girlfriend?

Everything comes to a head when you and Uryu are at the same party. He’s keeping to himself in the corner, talking a little bit to a few people here and there that are in the same class as both of you. You take a drink from your beer and you head over to him.

“Hmm?” he barely acknowledges you, which makes you even more turned on.

“You’re Ishida-san, correct?” you ask him, your stomach doing flips.

He smirks at you, “Yes. Good to know you can recognize your classmates' names.”

That comment has your blood  boiling. How could he say something so rude to you like this? You roll your eyes and finish off your beer. Despite the way he acts, he holds himself with an air of someone who knows it all. Something about this suggests he’s not too lucky in the love and intimacy department. Meaning….he’s probably a virgin despite being in his early twenties.

The next time you meet up with him, it’s at the end of your class for the day. You make your way over to him, tapping him on the shoulder. He turns around, towering over you and sports that same smirk as he always does.

“Yes? What is it?”

His tone is just driving you insane, “I was going to ask you to help explain something to me, but honestly if you just want to act like a self-centered jerk,, nevermind.”

Students are walking past you and him, making it seem like there’s just no care in the world for something like this. It’s like you and him aren’t even a part of this student body right now. There’s this tension that grows around the two of you. He takes your hand and pulls you just a little closer. Your heart flutters and your stomach does a flip. Why does he keep making you feel like this? He’s just an asshole classmate.

“Listen, if you really want my help, I’ll help. Just ask nicely.” His tone is authoritative and it makes you want to slap him.

“F-fine…can you help me with today’s lecture?”

He smirks again, “Of course. It was rather easy.”

The urge to push him off you and to just give up on your plan was strong. Yet you followed him into an empty classroom. He sits at the teacher’s desk, opening up his notebook. You close the door and without him noticing, you lock it as well.

Innocently as you can, you make your way up to him. When he looks at you, you flutter your eyelashes flirtatiously. He falters for  a moment,  freezing completely. He’s wondering why you’ve changed your attitude towards him completely, but he finds it endearing that you’re trying to be kinder to him.

What you don’t realize is that you’ve been invading his every thought since that night at the party. He loves the way you take his attitude with a grain of salt. He keeps up these walls for a reason, though he’s ready to tear  down some of his walls to show you his real self.

Suddenly, you’re backing him into the corner. His eyes widen beneath his glasses, his cheeks reddening at the way you’re so close to him. Your actions are so bold and brazen..

“Uryu,” you purr softly in his ear. “You’re a virgin aren’t you?”

His heart skips a beat, “H-huh?”

You laugh, “I know you heard me. Answer the damn question.”

His mouth gets dry as his brain short-circuits. Uryu thought he had really hidden that aspect of his life so well. How could you tell just by being in class with him and the few interactions here and there that he was a virgin? How were you so clever?

He’s about to answer when your lips come crashing down onto his. Your hand drags down his chest to his waist, then down below his belt. You squeeze softly the growing bulge. He moans against your lips. Slowly, you begin palming him through his jeans until he’s rock hard.

“Let me have a little fun, hm? I bet you’ve never even had a handjob before!”

Your words sting and hit him right in the heart. .It was true, he was a virgin and he had never  even kissed before. You were taking a lot of his firsts. He can barely believe his own eyes when you unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. His cock is throbbing and twitching. There’s a precum stain on his underwear now.

“Awhh look at that, you have to be  a virgin.” You tease him as you pull down his underwear.

His cock slaps against his lower abdomen as you release it from the cotton confines of his briefs. The thick precum smears against his button-up shirt. You smirk when you gently graze his cock with just your fingertips and he lets out a whimper.

“Oh you’re gonna blow your load so fast, aren’t you?” You taunt him.

He shakes his head, “N-no. Shut up!”

You wrap your fingers around the throbbing length. He’s shuddering as you begin to stroke him. You make sure to go slow. You aren’t convinced that he won’t just pop within seconds. 

“Look at you, trembling and shaking. What a pathetic little virgin you are,”

Your words are turning him on more than he’d like to admit. It’s making him angrier but also his cock keeps throbbing every time you call him a virgin. He’d love to lose his virginity, but he’s so wrapped up in his studies and academic career that he forgets to make meaningful relationships. He just thought he would end up having to marry someone first to lose his virginity.

“Shut up,” he spits at you. “At least—ahhh fuck— ‘least I’m not failing.”

You squeeze his cock a little harder, “I’m not failing. You really think I’m failing? Let me tell you something,”

You lean in closer, and you start to stroke him faster. Your other hand comes down to massage his balls and he knows he’s done for now. His eyes roll back in his head and his knees begin to buckle. It’s all too much.

“The only reason I asked for your help today was because I wanted to jerk off your cock. You got that?”

He can’t even reply. You’ve rendered him into a blubbering and whimpering mess. His glasses are all fogged up that he can barely make out the blur that’s your fist stroking his cock. You tug on his balls ever so gently and that’s all it takes for him to fall off the edge.

“Fuck! Fuck I—I’m cumming!”

His hips begin to buck up into your hand, spurts of thick cum beginning to coat your fist and the bottom of your shirt. You smirk as you help him through his high. Then you slow down your pace, but never stopping it.

“Listen to me,” you begin. “If you wanna fuck this pussy, you’re going to have to be a lot nicer to me. Got it?”

He nods his head, “Yes, yes…I’ll be nicer.”

And that’s how you ended up with Uryu’s balls in the palm of your hand.

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Ishida, Ichigo, and Byakuya just kissing their s/o passionately only to get interrupted by someone walking in on them?

Byakuya/Ichigo/Ishida - Interuptions in Inopportune Interludes

Byakuya

“I won’t be long. Just stay here. The squad will protect you.”

“I don’t need protection.” [Y/N] insisted as they looked up at Byakuya with earnest and determination. “I want to be with you.”

The captain smiled; or rather the corner of his lips tilted up. His hand reached out to clasp their cheek. “You will be with me. In my heart. But I cannot do what needs to be done if I’m worrying about you. Please, stay here with the 6th and keep order in my stead.”

[Y/N] huffed and turned their head away, but nodded.

Byakuya lifted their head back up towards him and leaned in for a kiss. He was aware this was dangerous. He was aware that the threat of death was a possibility. He was also aware that he couldn’t stand the thought of them being out there in the middle of it, and would gladly take on this danger alone to keep them safe.

He was also aware this was the last time he could see them.

“Captain! The enemy has broken through the first barriers on the west gate! 1st squad said—”

Byakuya pulled away from his love to level a stern, icy hot glare, at his vice-captain. “I will be there shortly.”

Renji visibly gulped and backed out of the room quickly. “I will be back as soon as I can.” He placed a kiss on their knuckles. “Be safe.”

Ichigo

“This is so stupid….”

“Come on. Don’t pout.” Ichigo replied. Halfhearted as he knew there was no way they weren’t going to pout. It just seemed like the thing to say.

“Why do I have to stay here?!” [Y/N] insisted. This close to stamping their foot down about it. “I’m not a child! And I’m not helpless! I can fight too!”

“I know you can.” He told them. “But I just want you to stay here and help with the ones that make it past. There important too!”

“You just want me benched and picking off small fries.” [Y/N] flopped down on the couch and literally pouted. Clearly not a fan of his plan.

Ichigo sighed and came up to them. “Look, I’ll be honest ok?” They glanced up at him, but only a little. “It makes me anxious when you’re out there.” They seemed surprised by his answer and Ichigo rubbed the back of his head. “It’s one thing when it’s the others, but with you….I can’t think straight and it makes me do stupid stuff. I’d just feel better if you stayed back here. Where I know you’re safe.”

They seemed to think it over for a minute before [Y/N] sighed. “I guess that makes sense. In a really dumb way.”

Ichigo smirked, then knelt down in front of them. “Hey, I never said I was a smart one. Just good looking.”

[Y/N] laughed a little, and Ichigo leaned in to give them a kiss. He was telling them the truth. Of course he cared about his friends & comrades on the battle field. With [Y/N] though, he’d do really stupid stuff to keep them safe.

“Ichigo! We have to get to the west gate! The barricade as already---”

“Jeez Renji! Ever think of knocking!”

The other red head seemed to sputter, sensing deja vu, but then just left to go tell the others.

“Least I won’t be the dumbest one out there.” Ichigo muttered, before he turned to [Y/N] and gave them a quick kiss. “I’ll be back. Keep your head down and try not to break anything important if you can!”

Ishida

“Are you sure you’re fine with this?”

“Yes, Uryuu, go. I said I’ll be fine and….I want to help.”

Ishida’s face scrunched in an unappealing frown as he looked around. He supposed that the 4th was the safest place for them. It was the highest concentration of healers, and Captain Unohana was there; who always somehow gave Ishida a cold chill. Still, he didn’t want them to be anywhere near a battle. “Let me just have someone open a portal to send you home. Humans shouldn’t be here.”

“You’re here.” They insisted.

To which Ishida pushed up his glasses and told them, “that’s different. I’m a Quincy.”

[Y/N] stood up from their crouched position, helping get some of the beds ready for the inevitable injured, and looked him dead in the eye. “I know I’m not like the rest of you. I know I’m not special. Or have powers. Or am good at fighting. But this is something I can do. I want to help. If my friends, and the world, is in danger I want to do something. Let me do this so I can feel important for a change too.”

Ishida instantly buckled at their resolve. He should have known better. [Y/N] had a huge heart and wanted to help everyone. There was no way he was going to get them to budge. “You are important.”

The quincy leaned in and gave them a kiss. Permission, in a way, although they didn’t need it, for them to stay while he went out and fought. He’d honestly feel better knowing there were here to take care of him if he was injured.

“Ishida! Man, everyone is being super crazy today. We need to get to—”

“Get out of here Renji! This is a private area!” Ishida shouted, beet red at being caught kissing his s/o.

This time Renji just huffed with a shrug and walked out. “Did you really need to yell at him?”

“He…He startled me!”

[Y/N] smiled. Then they leaned up to give him another quick peck. “Try not to get cut. I’m not as good with a needle and thread as you are.”

[brittscafe]

slow dancing in the rain with Jugram and Uryu? s/o has a beautiful voice and she sings for them to dance. (I don't even know if it's raining there BUT WHATEVER SHDJDJFK) AND I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS SOO MUCH THANKS ALREADY <333

Ohhhhhh, I love this thank you soooo much <3 <3

Jugram: Your beautiful voice lulls through Jugram's ears and he perks his head up. He's not a fan of the rain and he'd much rather be inside, but seeing you have so much fun out in the rain, he can't help, but want to be by your side.

He slowly walks over to you, the rain pelting down onto his clothes, face and hair. His long blonde locks start to stick to his face as he closes the distance between the two of you.

"Your voice is meant for the gods and goddesses only, y/n," Jugram comments, his voice low and slow. You giggle quietly and shake your head.

"I like to sing for you," you mumble out, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and lacing your hands together behind the nape of his neck.

Jugram hums quietly and cocks his head to the side. His hands move to your hips, resting there. The two of you start to sway side to side, gently dancing in the rain.

You reach up and tuck behind a strand of his wet blonde hair behind his ear. His cheeks flush for a second as your eyes meet his. Jugram dips you low to the ground, his grip on you steady.

Your eyes widen at the sudden move and you raise an eyebrow. You reach your hand up and place it on his cheek. Jugram closes his eyes and presses his lips to yours.

Uryu: It takes a lot for you to convince Uryu to join you out in the rain, but he cherishes every second of it.

Uryu's eyes meet yours as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. Your chest meets his and you smile up at him.

He hates it. He hates how cold the rain is, how it makes his clothes sopping wet, and how unexpected it, but he loves you.

You hum softly, resting your head against Uryu's chest. Your soft singing voice echoes in his head and his heart rams against his chest.

Your hands reach up and wrap around his lower back, letting the only sound between the two of you be the soft rain coming down from the sky and your lovely voice.

Your feet start grazing along the ground, Uryu taking the lead of the dance. You lift your head up from his chest, daring to brush your lips against his.

Your eyes catch a glimpse of his glasses, starting to become covered in tiny rain droplets.

"Your glasses, Uryu," you speak up, reaching out and carefully grabbing onto them. You slide them off of his face and tuck them into his pocket where they'll be safe.

Uryu's breath hitches in his throat and he gulps. It's moments like this where Uryu realizes just how much you care about him.

[crusty-chronicles]

Airheaded S/O Headcannons #12: Uryu (Bleach)

You honestly irritate and drain him at first

That being said, he is probably one of the most capable people when it comes dealing with your bullshit.

Remember Orihime during the soul society arc?

Yeah, he's got the patience of a god

Perfectly equipped for handling your chaos, albeit begrudgingly

"Whaddya mean I can't fight that guy?" You complained.

"You dimwit, he's at least double your size with double the spiritual pressure!!!" Uryu retorted while gesturing to a particularly large arrancar.

"Booo, you're no fun. I like Ichigo better."

His pride won't allow a blow like that, so he tries to show off to prove that Ichigo is in fact not better.

When the enemy is finally defeated, he's met with you clapping and cheering like one of those soccer moms.

Admittedly, it does get him a little flustered. But it's a major ego booster, especially from you.

The first time he met you he had no idea you were completely brain dead

It was during his first showdown with Ichigo.

The hollows wouldn't stop coming, and what's worse, a Menos was starting to crossover from Heuco Mundo.

It was just too much and too overwhelming at the same time.

And then a spike of spiritual pressure came from next to him and Ichigo.

The surrounding hollows being defeated before you made your presence known.

Giving a look between the soul reaper and the Quincy before scowling.

"This isn't a dick swinging contest! Actual people could be hurt, so get your shit together and get rid of that thing!" You lectured before shooting a little ray of reishi towards another group of hollows, decimating them completely.

It felt like you were almost as strong as a Lieutenant from the Soul Society.

Which was admittedly shocking, but gave them enough time to knock the Menos back from where it came from.

"Thank you, for holding the other hallows off." Uryu figured it was the least he could do after you stalled for so long.

"Huh? Oof-!"

You just tripped.

Over nothing.

And then shot right back up.

"OH NO I LEFT THE SHOP UNATTENDED!!! TESAI'S GONNA KILL ME!!!"

You were odd. But that could've been a coincidence, right???

It was not a coincidence and now he's wondering how you manage not to get yourself killed everyday.

"Do NOT slice the box cutter towards yourself!"

And then he shows you how to do it properly so you don't stab yourself.

Will always complain about you ripping your clothes during a fight, and then proceed to stitch up all the holes.

"Wait, I can have little dandelions on that part of my sleeve?"

"Shut up, you should be glad I'm fixing it for you at all."

Makes sure he has the right thread to embroider them on 💀💀💀

You're bleeding profusely?

"Why don't you want Orihime to heal you? She's a pro at this." Uryu complains as he's cleaning up your wounds.

"Because I like you better. And you're good with stitching."

He's extremely embarrassed but appreciates the compliment.

Also, he probably has to take you to the hospital because you definitely need a blood transfusion.

You 🤝Pesche = Uryu's sleep paralysis demons

The two of you together make him want to pull his hair out.

One makes his life hell on purpose and the other (you) on accident.

But you get a pass. You're actually useful in combat.

Kisuke's adopted child™ so you're extra strong 💪💪💪

Doesn't realize he likes you until the bounts show up and he gets abducted by Yoshino.

You kept up with her surprisingly well, despite being injured by Udagawa.

Giving a relentless pursuit to get him back

But you could only push yourself so much with the gash on your side that eventually, Yoshino's doll managed to land a direct hit on you.

The next time Uryu sees you is when he wakes up in his father's hospital.

Everyone bursting in to come and see if he was okay.

Then there was you who made your way in on crutches with Kisuke supporting you.

And before he could ask if you were okay, you practically collapsed on top of him.

Giving him a bone crushing hug before finally speaking.

"I'm just so happy you're okay."

And it was the way you said it that had him smitten.

Like you really were worried about him.

Like he was actually important despite not having his powers anymore.

Yeah okay, maybe he didn't have anything to prove.

At least not to you.

Another one of the unfortunate few who tries to court you normally.

Except it's way more awkward.

This man has absolutely no idea how to approach you now that he has these feelings for you.

"I got you flowers."

"Oh... I'm allergic, but they're still pretty though 😃"

A little embarrassed but not deterred because it wasn't a 'no.'

Tries to make you food.

Key word: tries because he forgot about the fact that you and Orihime always share

Uryu, you fool! How could you be so blind?!?

☝️his actual thoughts as his attempts to court you keep failing.

But his last and final attempt finally works.

He was once again trying to show off to you while fighting a hollow.

He was doing fine up until he fell flat on his ass dodging an attack.

You'd been so quick to divert the enemy's oncoming attack before helping him up.

"Hey I got you, okay?"

And he just blurts it out.

"I'm in love with you."

And your bright smile makes him relax.

"I know... Ichigo told me."

"HE WHAT!?!?"

100% babies you.

You keep forgetting to pack your lunch?

Don't worry it's already on the counter with a little sticky note inside.

You scrapped yourself on who knows what?

You're in good hands, he's been around a hospital enough of his life to know what he's doing.

He'll even give you a kiss over the bandaid if you want to 👉👈

Speaking of hospitals 👀👀👀

Ryuken absolutely hates you

Like with a fiery passion

"Really? Them?" He gestures angrily over at you.

And it's you making silly faces at a nervous kid going in for surgery to make them laugh.

Uryu's so smitten. 😊😊😊

"Yeah. That's the one."

Does get a little insecure but not exactly jealous

He doesn't understand what you see in him.

He's not exactly the strongest or the most good looking.

The only thing he's confident in is his mind

And even then it has the tendency to fail him.

But you don't seem to see that

For whatever reason, you like him

Flaws and all, you chose him.

Will only call you sweet nicknames in private.

Among them are: love, sweetheart, baby, dear, hun, and his personal favorite - sunshine.

Prefers to fight for you than have you join in and get hurt.

Even if he's more at risk of being injured than you are

His Quincy pride just won't allow it.

NEXT UP: Gaara (Naruto)

MASTERLIST

An: A long boi because I'm currently watching bleach right now. Honesty all the men in bleach are so fine and I'm probably gonna add grimmjow for my bonus headcannons

[michikxo]

Sfw and nsfw headcannons for adult uryu plz

Fem and sub reader

𝗈𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇

𝖲𝖥𝖶 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲

♡ 𝖣𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽𝗎𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝖨𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿𝖿. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗌, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽.

♡ 𝖠𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄.

♡ 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈, 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝖧𝗎𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗍 (𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒) 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌.

♡ 𝖠 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌. 𝖠 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍? 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍? 𝖭𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾.

𝖭𝖲𝖥𝖶 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲

♡ 𝖠 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 (𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖾).

♡ 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝖿𝖿.

♡ 𝖮𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖱𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒.

♡ 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗌.

♡ 𝖢𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂��� 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋/𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾/𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾-𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾. 𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋/𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗑 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾.

♡ 𝖶𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌/𝗈 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗑. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾?

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Bloodline (Uryū x Reader)

Word Count: 1k

Tags/Warnings: @toofilthy Arranged Marriage AU, Childhood Friends, Quincy!Reader, Timeline Who?, Canon Divergence for the sake of DRAMA

Notes: 

The members of your family have entered forced arranged marriages for as long as you could remember. The few aunties, uncles, and cousins you had had their spouses selected seemingly at random. The unions as partnerships for something greater than yourselves, all of it in the name of survival for the minuscule Quincy population. Or so you were told.

You and Uryū were lucky. 

Out of all the men you could have been betrothed to, you were lucky that it was to your best friend. Although, it was a natural choice, one that you were never worried about. The choice had been, in fact, through the process of elimination as you were the only Quincies that were eligible (save for the older Ryūken and a first cousin that was far too young for Uryū). 

It could have been worse. Uryū had plenty of positive qualities if not characteristics that could only be described as safe and boring. Clean. Smart. Noble. It could have been worse.

Safe and boring was just fine when it was just the two of you. Left out of the loop together and told nothing of the vague agenda that was whispered about quietly behind closed doors. 

You studied his smooth, angular face as you sat on the carpet in Ryūken’s study. You recalled the familiar door to the office many times, never daring to enter despite the many years you made yourself at home in the Ishida household. It was off-limits to you as a child. Even in your adulthood, as you were forced into a caretaker role through cultural pressure, the closest you came to the office was a quick knock to notify Ryūken of dinner. And now, you and Uryū had fearlessly infiltrated.

He handed you papers absentmindedly as he rifled through cabinets and files. You sorted them around your knees, watching as he rolled his sleeves to his elbows. His forearms had filled out. A vein traveled down his right forearm, barely visible under his skin. Uryū’s broad shoulders flexed as he dug further into books and papers. He shifted to steady himself on one knee. 

It surprised you. There used to be a time when Uryū would have made himself sick at the thought of defying his father. If you didn’t know better, you would have guessed he’s done this before.

There was a time when you had been taller. You remembered how scrawny he used to be, how your shoe size used to be the same. You watched the fire of determination in his eyes, certain that something had changed but uncertain as to what that was. 

The communication between the two of you was wordless. Uryū said nothing as he continued to hand random stacks from Ryūken’s desk to you, not bothering with an explanation. You scanned what you could in the dark room, trying to piece together what it was you were looking for.  You remembered a time when Uryū went along with whatever you wanted. Quiet Uryū. Complacent Uryū. Truly, as dedicated as you were to him, he could never tell you what the fire in his soul sought and you would follow him to the ends of the earth.

Uryū plucked up a beige book, standing as he flipped through it. You filled in the place where he knelt before, cramming a pile of files back where he found them and smuggling a few torn pages inside the breast pocket on your jacket. He muttered to himself as he read, getting quieter as he scanned the pages. Uryū’s eyebrows rose, then knitted. His nose crinkled in disgust. You closed the desk drawer, the wood making a quiet scraping sound as you did.

“Now you’re in my room without permission? That’s twice now.” 

You almost jumped at the voice. You peeked over the top of the desk. Ryūken stood in the doorway, backlit by the harsh light of the hallway—the yellow glow cast into the dark office, illuminating Uryū’s scowling face. You rose from your crouching position. A similar grimace contorted your face as Ryūken’s attention shifted to you. He spoke your name slowly, offering you a slight nod as if to acknowledge your mutual defiance. 

“You’ve read this, right? Is it true?” Uryū’s eyes widened in anger. The book snapped shut, his arm swinging down by his side. You quickly snatched it up under the desk as Uryū stood in front of you instinctually. You remembered a time when— “I see, so you’ve known everything all along. About the Wandenreich, about the one who’s leading them… about mom even.” 

“Uryū, I told you this doesn’t concern you.” Ryūken shifted as if to maneuver around Uryū’s shoulder from afar. He spoke your name again. “That goes for you too. I am disappointed, although I can’t say I’m surprised.” Ryūken’s eyes narrowed. “I suppose this was your idea.” 

“Maybe you raised a son who is a bad influence,” you spat, as you turned to morph deeper into Uryū’s shadow. You knew you were never Ryūken’s first choice for his son. You weren’t even his second, but with the state of things, the Ishida men were stuck with you at this point whether Ryūken approved or not. 

You could feel a seething rage radiating off of Uryū; this was his fight. You held your tongue.

Uryū’s slender fingers gently grasped the cuff of your sleeve and quickly tugged you out of the office. Ryūken allowed it, standing a few feet in front of the door. A seething heat radiated off of Uryū. The fabric under his fingers crinkled under his tight grip as he avoided eye contact with his father. You had no issue meeting Ryūken’s pointed gaze even in your selective silence. He cleared his throat as you made your way down the hall.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Uryū stopped, causing you to almost run into his back. Ryūken stood where he was, pivoting slightly to face the two of you. You were the only one to look back, barely noticing how Ryūken’s eyes darted to the book you still held in your hand. You turned to Uryū who had fallen frozen where he stopped. You focused Ryūken in your peripheral.

“If you refuse to tell us anything about the Wandenreich, then we’re going to figure it out for ourselves. We deserve to know.” Your hand traveled up Uryū’s arm, your sleeve breaking away from his nervous grip. You squeezed his bicep reassuringly as you came to stand next to him. Your head swiveled over your shoulder. “We are the new generation, Mr. Ishida. Continue to stand out of the way.”

You tugged Uryū forward, guiding him down the hallway as Ryūken watched the two of you disappear. 

Perhaps not many things changed after all.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed and otherwise supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: I spoke not too long ago to a friend whose family comprised of arranged marriages. She has 5 aunts and told me about one who was fortunate enough to have married her best friend. She said that her aunt and uncle have a loveless marriage, but are good friends that make it work. I know there’s a difference for many people between “arranged” and “forced” marriages, but I touched on them here in the same way my friend described them in her culture where the term was interchangeable in her community.

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

【ＢＬＥＡＣＨ】

𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂

Ichigo Kurosaki ¹

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Kenpachi Zaraki

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Renji Abarai

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒜𝒷𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒾 𝑅𝑒𝓃𝒿𝒾[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Monster/Human Romance - Mermaid!Reader] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Byakuya Kuchiki

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Shunsui Kyouraku ¹

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Juushiro Ukitake ²

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Toshiro Hitsugaya

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Ikkaku Madarame ¹

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Yumichika Ayasegawa ²

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙳𝚂

Shinji Hirako

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚂

Coyote Starrk

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Szayelaporro Granz

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁

Isshin Kurosaki

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Kisuke Urahara

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Uryuu Ishida

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Keigo Asano ²

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

【Ｂａｃｋ　ｔｏ　Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔｓ】

[oddeyevibes]

Uryu Ishida x fem!Quincy!reader relationship headcanons

(I don’t have enough creativity for an actual story so please accept these dumb headcanons)

Ryuken essentially took you in since he knew your parent(s). The only other Quincy left beides him and Uryu, he wasted no time in giving you shelter.

While you are proficient with your spirit weapon, you’re still not quite as ✨refined✨ as Uryu and he does tease and reprimand you for it but if you ever want him to shut up, make some goofy jokes about him being a dom or some shit, he’ll be quiet. He can’t handle dirty jokes, ‘specially if he likes you.

I like to think while he’s not a prude, he’s just easy to fluster.

He makes your Quincy uniform obviously. It’s one of the more understated intimate moments together. If he fixes anything in front of the other Karakura gang, no one else will pick up on the subtlety but Orihime surprisingly.

He once gifted you a stuffed toy when you were feeling sad about your parents and you still have it stationed on your bed.

If you go to save Rukia with the others, he’ll panic when you get separated. Doubly so if you’re the type that has no filter or you’re confrontational cause he knows you’ll get into a fight.

“I just hope they don’t do anything reckless.” He’ll tell Orihime.

I’d like to think y’all would never have actual arguments up until the blood war 😬

He loves your laugh. (I do not care if you think your love is annoying, he loves it.)

Aww, you’re trying to over exert yourself, that’s cute. He’ll be having none of that 😌

“Do you seriously think exhausting yourself will improve your technique?” As if he’s one to talk.

If you’re the type to be scared of thunderstorms, he’ll either let you stay in his room or he stays in yours, whichever you prefer. It’s always “I’ll stay until the storm stops” and then both of y’all fall asleep.

Despite the obvious feelings yall both have. You both take it slow. It’s like this unspoken acknowledgment. You two aren’t in a rush to check off those boxes of “being an adult in a relationship”. You two have the type of relationship where y’all have your own separate bedrooms and it’s legit no big deal. Y’all don’t even HAVE to get married legally because you both know who you are to each other.

He’s indifferent to kids. If you want them, he’ll be the best dad ever and if you don’t, he’s down for that too. I think he’ll prefer to be a pet dad though.

He comes home with small gifts for you often. Flowers, snacks, games, cute little trinkets, anything small gift he thinks you’ll enjoy, etc. He lives for the way you perk up but he tries to act cool about it. “No need to thank me, I just saw that and thought of you.”

If you do the same for him, he tries to pull the same act but you can see him cracking.

Finally, I need y’all to know…..he’s going have the cookie box of sewing tools and it’s either on purpose to fuck with you or he innocently does it. “I think you’re being dramatic. If you want cookies, I’ll buy you some.” He says with a deadpanned expression.

[itjazzbicch]

Just A Dream?

Pairing:  Uryu Ishida x Reader 

Summary: Having a strange dream involving the reader's closest friend, worries them because of how real it felt. Uryu notices their strange behavior and questions it, all of this making the reader wonder if it was really just a dream...

Warnings:  Reader panics from their dream (That's about it!)

Word Count: 1k 

"So, this is what it comes down to…"

Where was I? Everything was dark, sky red like it was the apocalypse or something, eyes solely focused on one thing—someone standing on a building high above me.

"After everything we've been through."

Tears were streaming down my face despite the soulless tone I had. My sight was entirely focused, and saw that someone.

Uryu.

Suddenly, things flashed almost like television static. My heart was pounding out of my chest, this burning pain flowing through my body, his blue Quincy arrows soaring through the sky.

It felt like my head was going to explode, the vein in my neck throbbing as I strained my voice, hearing my heart breaking with a scream:

"URYU!!!!"

My scream was so loud that I jumped in my desk, bumping my head off the window. I was still in class.

That was a dream? It felt so real. My nerves were still burning, feeling heavy as my body was still waking up.

"Hey," Orihime peeked over at me, leaning over to whisper, "You okay?"

"Mhm," I hummed, trying to shake off this weird feeling, "I just fell asleep, is all."

Orihime had known me long enough to know that something was bothering me, but she only nodded, patting my hand with a smile to let me know she was there.

I smiled back a smidge, I stretched my legs, and for the rest of the day, I was so zoned out, just following Orihime around like a zombie.

Even as school ended, we met with Ichigo, Chad, and Uryu. They all wanted to hang out at Ichigo's place like we usually did.

Not saying a word, I carefully followed behind them, unable to stop staring at Uryu's back facing me, my dream from earlier replaying in my mind.

It was just a dream, but it felt like so much more than that. Not having a single answer to why I'd have such a dream made me beyond anxious, jumping as he slowed down, turning his head to find me.

"You okay, Y/N?"

"Yeah, I guess," I mumbled, slowing down more as he matched my pace, being kind and trying to figure out what was wrong:

"Did something happen? You're not being yourself."

"I'm just in my head today, for some reason," I sighed, so frightened by that dream that I was shaking, "Is it okay if I ask you something, though?"

"What is it?" Stopping at the top of a set of stairs so that we could have some space from our friends, I had to swallow a breath before I could even meet his gaze and ask:

"Nothing could ruin our friendship, right?"

"Of course not," He answered, perplexed as to why I'd ask such a question, "We can finally live normal lives. Nothing would ruin it, Y/N. Besides, I'd hate to be stuck with Ichigo and them all alone."

Laughing nervously in his attempt to make me laugh too, I didn't budge an inch.

When I looked into his eyes, I was reliving my dream. Seeing him on top of that building, the coldness in his eyes.

My shaking became so bad that I felt weak in the knees and sick like I wanted to curl up in a ball on the ground.

"Are you sure that you're okay?" Noticing, he tried comforting me by wrapping an arm around me, freezing at my slight cries:

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's with me today. I feel sick."

"Don't apologize-" Mid-sentence, we both heard Ichigo at the end of the stairs:

"Y/N! Uryu! You two coming or what?"

"Actually," Uryu spoke up, stepping forward so Ichigo could see him at the top of the stairs, "I'm going to take Y/N home. They're not feeling well, and I don't want them walking off alone."

"You okay, Y/N?"

"You guys just go ahead without me," I mumbled, carefully descending the stairs, "I don't wanna ruin your plans. I think that I need to lie down."

"No," Uryu insisted, following me down, "I'm at least taking you home. You're shaking like hell."

"You want us to get you anything?" Orihime offered, too.

Painfully faking a smile for her, I shook my head, "No, thank you. I appreciate it, though. I'm just going to walk with Uryu back home."

"Be careful and take care of yourself," Ichigo murmured, trying to assess the situation and, much like Uryu, knowing something serious was bugging me.

"We will," With a hand on my back, Uryu guided me toward my house, walking in silence till we finally got to my home, "You know that if something's wrong, you can tell me, Y/N."

I wanted to tell him, but I knew I'd just sound crazy, my back facing him and fighting tears again, only listening as he added:

"I know we all have our issues with life in general, and since we're alone, you can tell me anything. I won't say a word to anyone."

He was trying to be a good friend; we were relatively closer to one another than the rest of our friends.

Getting over the nerves, I turned and hugged him. Tightly hugging, I somewhat accepted that it was just a dream, but needing more confirmation, "Just make me a promise?"

"What is it?" Looking up at him, his face was pink, flustered by my hug, but he took me seriously as I asked:

"If anything ever happens where our friendship is in jeopardy, promise me that we can talk things out?"

"Of course," He said quickly, fixing his glasses and needing to build up the courage to hug me back.

"Thank you," I whispered, hiding my face but feeling some comfort as he squeezed me some, still curious as to why I'd asked such a thing but trying to help me as much as he could:

"You're my best friend. There's no need to thank me." 

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

[thewritetofreespeech]

Byakuya, Uryu, and Ichigo receiving an elaborate cake for Valentine's day while everyone else gets chocolates?

Byakuya/Uryu/Ichigo+ get Valentine’s Day Cakes

**sorry this took a little bit. i wanted to wait to post during doki-doki season  ^_^**

💜Byakuya💜

Byakuya sighed through his nose as he diligently worked on his files. Ignoring the distractions that seemed to plauge his squad today.

Since the inclusion of Valentine’s Day into the Soul Society some time ago, Byakuya had always been on the receiving end of gifts. So much so that the Shinigami Women's Association has seen fit to collect all his gifts at their headquarters and deliver them en masse as to not disturb to 6th Squads duties more than necessary.

He found the whole thing frivolous. A waste of time, money, and resources to hand out gifts for no greater reason than a date on a calendar. Only a fool would be excited about that.

“Captain! Captain! Look what I got!” Renji yipped loudly as he came through the door. “[Y/N] made them for the whole squad. This one is mine! It’s dark chocolate and red chili powder. Want some?”

The lieutenant shoved the brightly colored pouch of chocolate hearts into his face. Making Byakuya frown. “No. Thank you Renji. Have you finished those reports?”

“Oh…right…” The red head seemed a little crestfallen and popped another sweet into his mouth, as if for comfort.

“What’s the matter with him?” [Y/N] asked. Appearing in the doorway just as Renji sulked out.

“He forgot it was a workday.” He quipped while continuing his work. “I take it you’ve caused quite the distraction around the barracks.”

“I don’t think it’s that much of a distraction.” She replied as she stepped further into his office.

“A pretty girl handing out sweets to unsuspecting, unworthy men on Valentine’s Day. It’s the worst kind of distraction.”

[Y/N] giggled. “I was just trying to be nice. I thought it would lift everyone’s spirits.” Byakuya humped. They could have their spirits lifted when they got their work done.

He heard the sound of rustling beside him, and turned just in time to see a box being placed on his desk. “What’s this? More chocolate hearts?”

“No. I made those for Renji. This is for you.” Her smile was enthusiastic and blinding as always. Compelling him to do as she wished.

Byakuya sat his pen down and opened the box. Shocked to find inside six elaborately decorated cakes. Each more intricately designed than the last in what looked like a pictograph of the changing seasons.

“I know you don’t really like sweets, but I thought you might like them a bit more if they were small and different flavors. The spring one is cherry blossom. The summer is citrus jelly filled. The fall is a maple custard. And the winter is a human world plum pudding idea. I wanted to try something you maybe hadn’t had before.”

The captain looked at the beautiful cakes as she explained. Two of each, to clearly share.

He stared inside the box for a moment longer before he closed it and returned to his work. “Bring it by the manor later. We’ll have tea. After work.”

[Y/N] beamed and took her box back. “Ok!”

She all but skipped out the door, just as Renji was coming back with his paperwork. “What’s gotten into her?”

“Distraction.”

💙Uryu💙

He hated Valentine’s Day.

Well…perhaps hate was a strong word. But he didn’t care for it.

Always being the shy, small, pasty kid with glasses, who liked sewing, Uryu wasn’t the type to be sought out by valentines. Therefore, he spent most of the day alone. Watching other happy couple coo and gush, and try not to get a headache from all the pinks & red splattered downtown.

“Uryu-kun.”

The quincy looked up at the sound of his name to find [Y/N] there. A girl from his class. He had noticed her in the past for her warm smile and clear, distinctive way she articulated poetry in their Japanese Literature class. They hadn’t had many conversations, other than good mornings & take cares, so he wondered what was up.

“Yes [Y/N]? Is there something you need?”

“Well, no. Not really need. I just….I wanted to give you something.” She handed him a box. Bigger than the ones currently being passed around on break, and with a distinct silver bow. Not red or pink. “H-Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Uryu was shocked by her words, and what was clearly now a Valentine’s Day gift. “May…I open it?” [Y/N] nodded. Her cheeks pink as he pulled off the ribbon to find a beautiful, small white cake inside.

“You said you didn’t like chocolate.” He looked up from his present to [Y/N] in confusion. “You said you didn’t like chocolate once. Back at Christmas? Sensei gave everyone chocolate Santas and you didn’t want yours. So I thought you might like cake better.”

He was shocked yet again to realize she had remembered that. He had only said it in passing, to no one in particular as he figured no one was listening. She was listening though. “I…I….Thank you. You didn’t have to spend so much on a present just for me.”

“Oh, it wasn’t that expensive. I made it.”

His heart seemed to race in his chest. He had a homemade cake from a girl in his hands. “W-Well…Well…Your very talented.” He floundered as he pushed up his glasses. “It looks like it came from a store.”

[Y/N] grinned. “Thanks! Baking is my passion. I…I hope you like it Uryu-kun.” She then darted off, clearly to detach herself from the situation now that the ‘grenade’ had been dropped.

Uryu just sat there with his box and flushed cheeks thinking ‘I got my first valentine’.

🧡Ichigo🧡

“I’m heading out.” Ichigo announced as he pulled on his jacket. He then walked back up to the front by the counter and stopped next to the register. “Unless you need anything [Y/N]?”

“No, No. It’s fine.” She replied. Waving him off. “Besides, Ikumi-san will be mad if you rack up much more overtime.”

Ichigo shuttered at the thought of Ikumi’s angry, ugly scowl. Practically hearing her growl “what are you trying to do?! Bleed me dry?!” in his ears.

Zipping up his jacket he caught a glance of a slice of Swiss Roll cake on the counter. “Hey. Since when have we had these?” He asked. Noticing it was part of a larger display of slices, and picked up one for himself.

“I.I.I….we…” [Y/N] stammered in alarm while her hands waved.

Ichigo didn’t seem to pay attention to her alarm as he took a big bite of cake and swallowed. “Wow! These are pretty good. Where did we get ‘em from? That bakery across the street?”

“N-No..uh…actually…I made it.”

“You did?” The red head asked. Wiping a dab of cream that had been left on his lips. “Why didn’t you say anything? Oh man, this wasn’t your late-night snack, was it?” He knew she liked to pack her lunch when she worked the later shifts, as not to fall into the financial trap of convenience food.

“N-No…” She repeated. “I uh….I made it for you….” Ichigo was surprised, but relieved that he hadn’t callously stolen her food. Why was his usually confident friend being so weird about it though? “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

His eyes went wider in surprise. He had to think about it. Oh yeah, February 14th was tomorrow. Since he was working today (and a guy) he’d completely forgotten about it. “I knew you weren’t going to be working the rest of the week, so I wanted to give it to you now. But….I changed my mind. You can still take it if you want. It doesn’t have to mean anything though. This was a stupid idea. I--“Your working tomorrow right?”

[Y/N] looked up at Ichigo when he cut her rambling off. She blinked. Trying to reset her brain. Then nodded.

“I’ll be by then tomorrow.” He announced. Popping the rest of his cake slice into his mouth and reaching over to take his hidden plate of remaining slices out from behind the counter. “Can I give some of these to Yuzu & Karin? They’d really like ‘em, but I don’t know like the etiquette of share Valentine’s Day presents.”

[Y/N]’s lashes fluttered happily. Her cheeks pink. Her heart racing. “Y-Yes. You can share them with them if they want. It might be nice for your sisters and dad to share them after dinner.”

“The old man can get his own cake.” Ichigo muttered. Securing the plastic wrap around the cake before he took off. “I’ll see you tomorrow [Y/N]!”

“See you tomorrow,” [Y/N] called back. And when the door closed, they added quietly to themselves, “valentine.”

[sashi-ya]

エロチックトバー２０２４ > KINKTOBER 24 MASTERLIST

⚠️ tw: minors do not interact. this is purely nsfw. there are "hard" kinks (marked with a ⚠️) as well as more soft ones. please be sure to read the tws first before engaging with these stories. be aware this content is explicit, you are responsable for what you decide to read.

🐙 october 1st. impregnation. aizen sosuke x f! reader 🐙 october 2nd. monster form. hoshina soshiro x f! reader 🐙 october 3rd. stepcest. portgas d. ace x f! reader ⚠️ 🐙 october 4th. spanking. aizen sosuke x f! reader 🐙 october 5th. mommy/daddy. adult ichigo x f! reader 🐙 october 6th. biting. vinsmoke ichiji x f! reader 🐙 october 7th. anal. trafalgar law x m! reader

🐙 october 8th. bareback. trafalgar law x f! reader 🐙 october 9th. creampie. sabo x f! reader 🐙 october 10th. feminization. ishida uryu x f! reader 🐙 october 11th. humilliation. aizen sosuke x f! reader 🐙 october 12th. lactation. kuchiki byakuya x f! reader 🐙 october 13th. face sitting. eustass kidd x f! reader 🐙 october 14th. hard sex. hibino kafka x f! reader 🐙 october 15th. rimming. orihime inoue x f! reader 🐙 october 16th. cnc. hoshina soshiro x f! reader x narumi gen ⚠️

🐙 october 18th.slave master. shanks x f! reader 🐙 october 19th.onsen/pool/water.soshiro hoshina x f! reader 🐙 october 20th. toys . hirako shinji x f! reader 🐙 october 21st. knife play. soshiro hoshina x f! reader 🐙 october 22nd. watersports. kuchiki byakuya x f! reader ⚠️ 🐙 october 23rd. size kink. nnoitra gilga x f! reader 🐙 october 24th. public. grimmjow x f! reader. 🐙 october 25th. dp. bazz & jugram x f! reader 🐙 october 27th. plane sex. jugram haschwalt x f! reader 🐙 october 28th. shibari. trafalgar lax x gn! reader 🐙 october 29th. cumdump. Isshin Kurosaki x f! reader

coming next.. 🐙 october 17th. threesome. aizen sosuke x f! reader x gin ichimaru - lost the file, i'll write it asap -- i have one already written with this pair, in the meantime you can enjoy this one: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍.

[arabella0001]

you drunk text them part 2

characters: ichigo, renji, byakuya, shunsui, toshiro, ishida

part 1 here: urahara, aizen, grimmjow, ulquiorra

[michikxo]

Edging and fucking Uryu in the nearest closet during his break at the hospital then going to ryuken office to be put in place and getting hard fucked on his desk.

[hutaosfuneralparlor]

if i could i would totally marry bleach art.

look at this. literally masterpieces.

(reblogs and likes are highly appreciated)

[muzansfangs]

If you were their soulmate.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Mayuri Kurotsuchi x f!reader; Uryuu Ishida x f!reader.

Format: head canons

Warnings: fluff, basically. Also, be aware that Uryuu is aged up and that Aizen’s part has some toxic traits. He is a walking red flag, after all.

Plot: how would they act if you were their soulmate and they were genuinely in love with you? Was it love at first sight, or were you two just friends at first?

Requested by: @stygianoir I’m sorry if it took me a while! I hope you liked it!

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Uryuu Ishida.

• For someone as logical and rational as him, it was impossible to believe it was love at first sight. Could something like that possibly exist? He did not trust his own feelings around you. You were a good person, he felt comfortable around you. Yet, the way you always seemed to understand him and support every decision he made was quite disturbing. It was impossible to be that connected to someone. It almost felt like a spiritual connection.

• He probably did not have any filter around you and was not afraid to show you his true colors. He was fine with not being judged as soemone too analytical and detached, for once. He liked the way you made him feel normal.

• He did not let anyone hurt you, or offend you in any way. It did not matter if it was during a fight, or in a more casual occasion. He even snapped at Ichigo out of the blue because he had accidentally spilt some coffee on your papers. You found it odd, of course, but it was sweet at some extent.

• He never failed to notice how beautiful you were. He always thought your appearence whetted his appetites, but he restrained himself from crossing the line of friendship for months. Why? He was frightened by the idea of losing you. What if you didn’t want him back? You two were definitely better off as friends. Or so he thought until something happened.

• Something happened, right. That was Ichigo trying to hit on you. He could not let that happen. Now he was absolutely sure that he could be a better boyfriend material than him, therefore he quickly made up his mind and decided to talk to you. Man on a mission: he interrupted Ichigo’s little speech and literally dragged you away from him.

• He thought it would have been easier for someone like him, so logical and precise. He was so wrong. As you two were alone and he could finally confess his feelings to you, he felt his heart sink into his chest. Oh, damn, your eyes. It was all your cute eyes’s fault. He got distracted! Naturally, he messed up his little mental plan on how to make you understand he liked you. Yet, it was cute.

• “Your eyes are so pretty. They leave me speechless” he simply blurted out, clenching his fists down his sides.

• A long silence followed that as you both blushed and you blinked at him in confusion. Uryuu panicked, of course, and the tips of his ears turned red. He knew words were not his forte at this point and he thought about kissing you instead.

• Yet, you surprised him when you said “I love you too, if that’s what you meant. Your eyes not quite bad too, by the way” you whispered, smiling softly.

• Uryuu smiled weakly and hugged you tightly. Yes, there was no doubt about it. You were definitely his soulmate. But his brain had short-circuited again and you had to clear your throat to remind him that he should have kissed you and not hugged you.

Aizen Sosuke.

• It was love at first sight. Or obsession, at first sight. He believed in that concept, but he never thought it would have ever happened to him. He was too self-centered, affected by his god complex and detached from any human emotion to feel a connection with someone. You were more than his obsession, at first. He was curious about you and how you simply seemed to break his walls and go with his flow without getting cut on his edges.

• As you two spent time together, he started to do some researches about the nature of some spiritual bonds among individuals and he found out that you two were most likely soulmates. What a shock. Aizen knew one thing for sure: if you were his soulmate, he had to have you by his side no matter what.

• ‘No matter what’ was a devious concept for him. Why? He did not care about what was the price to pay to win to you over, he would have done it. Or kidnapped you.

• As he watched you stroll around and talking with Shinji, he definitely uttered something among the lines of “Mine of no one else’s”. That night he trimmed his former Captain’s hair. Not long before that, Shinji became one of Aizen’s victims.

• As you seemed to be naturally drawn to him, though, he simply welcomed you into his life. He loved showing you a little soft side of him no one knew. You spent a lot of time sipping on tea and talking about calligraphy. You were so perfect for him. And he definitely loved it when you got too tired and fell asleep over his shoulder.

• Your natural predisposition for meddling into his business and figuring out his plans made him go crazy and he was soon forced to have a serious talk in the middle of the woods with you. You had stand by his side. If you were soulmates, you would have probably agreed in whatever wicked plans he had. Right?

• “Is this the part where you give me the choice to either follow you, or die right here? Of course I am in” you said, as he confronted you. Oh, the wolfish grin plastered over his face at that point was priceless.

• You were not as cruel as he was. You simply stack by his side and followed his orders, but he tried to keep your hands as clean as possible. After all, a beauty as yourself could not become too blood-thirsty. He did not want you to become as Gin, he was happy with having you glued by his hip.

• His confession was smooth. Right before he tricked Hinamori, he invited you to watch the fireworks together. After all, everybody did it and it would have been simply suspicious not to attend the mundane event. However, as you were sitting on the rooftop next to him, eyes twinkling for the technicolor lights exploding in the night sky, he grasped your jaw rather roughly and kissed you passionately.

• “Did I make it loud and clear?” he simply purred in your ear. Of course not. It was more than enough.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

• You caught the eye of this man. He probably wanted to experiment on you at first! Yet, as he studied your features better, he had to admit that you were too pretty for that and… What was that strange attraction he felt towards you? He wanted to know you, to be around you, to study you and not on you. The first thing he did after your first meeting was searching for answers and he got thunderstruck when he found them. He had a soulmate? That was absurd. It was weird thinking that you would have been able to understand him wholly and bear him at his worst.

• Ladies and gentlemen, he tried to be polite. The next day he tracked you down and apologized for his behavior. He told you he did not want to use you as a cavy anymore but that it would have been nice of you to help him understand if soulmates existed. That was his attempt to befriend you and it worked. He did not tell you he suspected you to he his soulmate at first. He did not want to scare you away.

• You two spent most of the time in his laboratory, helping him with his researches or, watching him do them, because he lost his patience over everything. But, eventually, you snapped. You tamed that maniac man by literally yelling at his face to calm down.

• He got offended at first.

• That little voice inside him told him to forgive you right away, though. How frustrating it was!

• After struggling to find a solution to a chemistry problem and you casually walked by dropping the solution, he was left speechless. He spent three alone, in the privacy of his room, to talk to himself about how could someone beat him at his own game.

• Months went by just like that, until you decided to sneak into his private room and rummage through his stuff. Finally, you found a file with your name over it and you were quite shocked to read that you were his soulmate. You planned to make your move on him, since he seemed to be too stubborn to confront you about it. However luck was not in your favor.

• He caught you with the papers in your hands and he fumed in anger.

• You were not even surprised by the argument that followed. It had become amusing at this point. But you knew how to turn the tables in your favor. As he yelled at you, you walked up to him slowly until just mere inches devided your faces.

• “How could you do that? You little—” he ranted, throwing his hands in the air as you simply captured his lips in yours with a kiss. Man, he stopped screaming and turned red from head to toe.

• “Oh. That was so much overdued, actually” he commented, rubbing his chin before kissing you again.