#yandere!aizen x reader

[kurokawaia]

DAY TWENTY THREE - BABY TRAPPING 彡 Aizen Sosuke

WARNINGS :: x fem reader, afab, yandere, coercion, manipulation, baby trapping, no protection, missionary, fingering, cervix kissing, NC cumming inside, + more

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You knew about Aizen, what he wanted to achieve-you were the only person he had told apart from three others. You were going to go ahead and help him make this dream a reality. To be in the company of Aizen was to be with a God-the level of control he had, it scared you, couldn't tell if you felt safe too. He's always there to protect you, keeps you hidden away so you can't get hurt. Still, something has always been a bit off about him; you noticed it, how his eyes would follow your every move, every breath. It started innocently enough with Aizen as a perfect gentleman, never forcing and yet giving you just enough space to feel independent. Subtle changes began to happen over time. "Are you going out again?" Aizen's voice came out soft, he is masking his disapproval, he's waiting for the right moment to force you to stay with him. You lifted your gaze from the mirror in front of you and finished styling out your hair. "Just for a little while. Soon I will be back." His eyes stayed on you a moment, his smile false as he stared at you. "I worry about you," he said, moving in behind you and setting his hands on your shoulders before trailing off down to your hands. "The world is a dangerous place, and I'm not always going to be here to protect you. You're only a healer, you can't do much, my love." Comforting, even, his words were sweet. You think. A lump, tense feeling began to grow in your stomach but you laughed it off, brushing his hands with a soft touch. "I'll be fine, Sosuke! I can take care of myself." But the seed had been sown. Over weeks, he came further into your life, and what you used to decide for yourself would, it seemed henceforth, have first to pass through him. And he keeps reminding you so often with a soft chuckle that he wants nothing but the best for you. "You know, you need to take more rest," Aizen said to you one night while doing reports. He leaned over you with his hand tucked in the back of your nemaki, drawing circles, almost to sooth you. "All this stress isn't good for your health." You faltered, words caught in your throat. "I need to finish this." "You don't," he returned smoothly. His fingers closed over your shoulder, tightening just a fraction. "What you need is to unwind. I don't like seeing you overexerting yourself." Before he could object further, he leaned forward and rolled the scroll shut before taking it in his hands. "I'll take care of everything," he whispered. "Just trust me." At first, it was very easy to confuse his overprotectiveness with care. He was attentive, loving in his own peculiar way. Before long, the control started to become more evident with each passing day. 

He never raised his voice nor did he yell. He didn't have to. His words had been enough to lead you to wherever he wanted you to go. And they were so gradual besides, too slight, almost imperceptible. He started taking you away from your friends, from your captain, your lieutenant, subtly making you feel they were not people you should trust. "They don't understand you the way I do," he'd say stroking your hair as you lay in his arms. "They'll only hold you back." And when you fell, he'd lift your chin so it faced his eyes, the skin of your forehead grazing his lips in a feather-soft touch. "I only want what's best for you." You had begun to lean on him, questioning your choices, and if indeed you really knew what was best for you. Then you went to Aizen to see if it was okay-the things you were doing. Aizen had this way of speaking, as though he was the only one who knew you. Lying beside him in bed, as night fell, you said what was pent up inside your mind, "Aizen, am I the only one who thinks this all went a bit too fast? I feel like... I'm losing myself." His response was immediate. "You aren't losing yourself, my love, you're finding who you're really supposed to be. With me, you don't have to worry about a thing. Always, I will take care of you," he says with a softness, but his words are like honey. Still, with those words somehow, it sent shivers down your spine. That was when the future conversations started, light at first, talks about what life could be if you stayed together. A house, peaceful life, children. "You'd make a great mother," he said one afternoon as his eyes latched onto yours. "Can't you imagine building a life with me?" Your heart had skipped a beat, but there was a growing discomfort. "Perhaps someday, but I don't know if I'm ready for that as yet." Aizen didn't press the issue then, but the subject kept coming up. He'd casually touch your belly, remark on how ideal it would be to have a family, how complete your bond would be if you were tied together in every possible way. "It's natural to be wary," Aizen told you one evening while you sat before the fireplace. His hand lay limply on your thigh, his thumb tracing soft patterns. "But do think about it. A child would only strengthen our love. We'd be forever bound." You laughed a little nervously and brushed the suggestion aside. "That's a big step, Aizen. I'm just not sure I'm ready." He smiled gently, his eyes concealing something, something that you don't notice. "You will see, in time, it is the best thing that can happen to us." You didn't know that in his mind, a decision was already made.

Aizen and you have had sex multiple times, so it isn't a rare occurrence for the two of you to have sex at least once a day, at the least, it would be once every two days. But, Aizen makes sure to leave you every night, making sure that you are so fucked out due to pleasure that you forget to notice particular things. 

Specifically, something that is about to happen tonight. 

Your arms are pinned above your head, as Aizen's fingers experimentally push past your slick folds, his fingers pressing past your clit, and a surge of pleasure courses through you, leaving you breathless and desperate for more.

 A moan left your mouth as your back arched to his touch. Your reaction made Aizen press down slightly more, and your legs squeezed around his waist, moans stringing out your mouth.

You felt his fingers slide down, and he found your seeping hols drenched with arousal. A finger slowly slid inside your heat, a whimper leaving your mouth. "Does this feel good?" Aizen asked, and you nodded frantically.

"F-Fuck... feels so good, Sosuke," you whimpered as he started to slowly pump in and out your soaked walls.

"Really?" He asked and you moaned as he inserted another finger into your walls.

Overwhelming, a perfect mix of pleasure and intensity, it leaves you unable to hold back your moans. You lean your lips against his shoulder, muffling those sounds that burst from deep inside you. His fingers delve deep inside your core, firing a flame that engulfs every thought. Every movement, every curl sends shockwaves of pleasure across your body.

You let go and surrender to his intoxicating rhythm of touches. The junction of his skilled fingers with the intensity of our connection cossets you closer to the edge and teetering on the precipice of release. It was just a pure moment of bliss, where time seemed to stand still, filled completely with an overwhelming pleasure that coursed through the veins.

With Aizen's fingers pumping in and out of your seeping hole relentlessly, there was a familiar tightness growing in your lower abdomen, and pleasure that had tightened inside your stomach. You wrap your shaking legs around him, trying to hold on to him as the pleasure overflows. Anticipation ripples your body, reacting to every single one of his touches and movements.

You chant his name into his neck as praises leave your mouth, your voice filled with desire and need. The tears welling in your eyes are not from pain but from the overwhelming pleasure that threatens to consume you whole.

At your pleading, sucks the skin around your neck once more, groaning against your neck, his voice husky with desire. His thumb starts pressing your clit with its fleshy pad, another layer added onto the sensations that are already so intense. The touch is electrifying, your back arches in response.

"Please, Sosuke," you sob. "I need to..."

"Let your body take over for you, you want this and I've got you," Aizen reassured, intertwining your mouths together, his mouth swallowing the moans that slipped out your mouth.

Waves of ecstasy wash over you, leaving your legs trembling and weak from the intensity of the sensations. He slips his fingers from your hole and you continue to tremble from the aftermath of the orgasm. You managed to release myself from Aizen's neck and move away from his hold.

"Feeling alright?" Aizen asks cupping my cheeks.

"...yeah..." you breath out slowly while looking into his eyes. Aizen makes you feel so good, all the time, always focusing n your own pleasure, it's like he's trying to win you over for something, to distract you from something-

"There is more coming," Aizen said slowly, his brown eyes piercing into your own and they widened.

"More?" you tease, "What possibly could you give me more of?"

"So much, my love," Aizen hums. "Just let yourself loose, don't focus on anything, just on the pleasure I will give."

He delicately bites the shell of your ear making you let out a quiet whimper. you could feel him smile against your ear at your reaction. Aizen's touch caused you to dig your nails slightly into his chest leaving light crescent marks causing more deep exhales of breaths to get caught in your ear.

Aizen moved his head and his body suddenly firmly pressed against yours and you whimpered at the feeling of his dick pressing up agasint your stomach. His lips mingled with yours his minty taste and smell overflowed your senses making it a complete euphoria for you. you cupped the back of his neck to create a deeper angle for him to go explore deeper into your mouth with our tongues continuing to entangle with each other.

Aizen groans into your mouth, the hand that was trailing down your thigh moved swiftly back to your waist and the other intertwined with your hair at the base of your neck, pulling you closer to him. you let out breathy sighs into him as your own hand interlaced with his chocolte and your other wrapped around behind his neck.

His other hand moved its way down to tightly lift your thigh up which made his body mould closer to mine making you feel his dick press up against your soaked core. The kiss slows down and turns soft and almost desperate it's as if he wants to take his time with you, savouring every inch of your taste, to take his sweet time to memorise you.

"Look at you," he teases. "Trembling under my touch."

Aizen pants against your lips and you didn't have time to reply as he pressed them against you once more. "Please," I whimper out.

"Hmm?"

"I want you...." you mumble. "Stop teasing me."

Aizen kissing your forehead like you were a child who listened to their parent. "Good girl."

He presses his lips against mine to take your mind off. you feel a hard tip get lubricated at your entrance making your back arch into him as you let out a strangled moan of pleasure into his mouth. He continues to push further into you making your eyebrows furrow together in pain but the pleasure is still overwhelming your senses making tears prick at your eyes.

"Oh, you feel so good," Aizen whimpers into your neck. "You're so perfect."

You moan. The feeling of pure ecstasy of him fully entered you, the pain gone.

You feel his dick scraping across your plush walls in all the right places as he slowly exited your cunt, but not fully. Your moans and whimpers get swallowed by each other. you feel his thrusts speed up and you moan in response, your walls clenching around him causing the grip Aizen held on your thigh and waist to tighten.

The coil in your stomach getting tighter and your moans slightly became higher. Aizen continued to groan into your neck after he pulled away from the heated kiss.

"You make- me feel so goo- d," you say moaning throughout your sentence, "Feels so good-" you felt the coil in your stomach snap as your back arched painfully into Aizen's bare chest causing Aizen to groan and his arms moved to wrap tightly around you.

You arched your back heavily, able at last to sink further into his embrace. Aizen leaned over, drawing you near to him and initiating a messy, moist kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth, letting out grunts as he absorbed your sounds of pleasure. 

Effectively distracting you as he cums half in your cunt and the rest all over your stomach. He mimics that he's pulled out when in reality, he's got you filled with his seed, ready for you to bare his child.

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 Aizen watched you from his chair.. "You're shaking, dear. What's going through your mind?" His voice was smooth, treacherous in a way that completely made it impossible for you to feel anything but relaxed and on edge all at once.

"I-I just don't understand...," you stammered, your hand falling to rest on your stomach, that for the last couple of weeks had started to show the signs of the life growing inside you. "How could this have happened? We were careful..."

Aizen chuckled low in his throat. "Oh, my love. Did you truly think I would leave something so important to chance? This was always a part of the plan."

You froze, your mind racing. "Wha... what do you mean?"

He stood, moving towards you with the grace of a predator stalking his prey. His hand cupped your cheek as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, "I made it happen. I want you bound to me in every way possible. You're mine now-mind, body, and soul."

It swept over you, you realise everything now. Every sweet word, every tender touch, was all an act to trap you. And in one swell, tears began to well within your eyes, but a gentle smiling Aizen wiped them away.

"There is no reason to cry, dear, this is for the best. Now you shall never leave me. You shall carry my child, and we will be bound together, forever." His lips pressed against your forehead. Your breath hitched as his hand slipped into your stomach. How had you not seen this all along? All those nights he had held you close, whispering sweet promises to your ear-all part of his carefully designed trap. He straightened, watching your. "You're too precious to let slip away. You see that, don't you?" His fingers brushed your skin. "You planned this," I whispered, more for my benefit than his. "You wanted this all along..."

Aizen smiled. "Of course. You really didn't think I'd leave a thing like that to chance, did you? I have always had a vision for us-a future wherein you would be mine-completely." You took another step backward, feeling the beating of your heart within your chest, but there was nowhere to go. "What if I don't want it?" you whispered almost soundlessly. "You are emotional now. Understandably so. But time will let you see this as precisely what you need." His voice was coaxing, speaking as he would to a frightened child. You shook your head, fighting down the panic rising into your throat. "I don't want to be trapped like this, Aizen. You can't just take away my choices." Aizen's hand rose to your chin, the pad of his thumb tipping your face upwards, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Oh my love, I have not taken anything from you. I've simply... ensured that we shall never again be parted. Is it not what you wanted, deep down?" "I... I don't know," you said, voice shaking. "Shhh," Aizen cooed, pressing a strand of hair behind your ear. "You are overwhelmed now. But in time, you shall see: our child will bind us together, and you shall understand that was the only way. You shall thank me for protecting our future. "Why?" one finally asked, barely above a whisper. "Why go to such an extent? Aizen's smile pulled taut over his lips, never quite reaching his eyes. "Because I love you. And when I love someone, I make sure they can never leave me." Aizen leaned down until his lips brushed against your ear. "There's no escape, my dear. Not now, not ever."

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Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, manipulation, delusional mindset, threats, overprotective behavior, isolation, abduction

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S/o likes to tell stories of their childhood

Shaiapouf

🎻Shaiapouf lives to cater to the needs of yours as long as they align with his own beliefs of what is right for you. He enjoys listening to your childhood stories as it symbolises to him that you trust him, something he craves to be given from you. It keeps him from using his Nen abilities to influence and manipulate your emotions to make you more docile and submissive, more susceptile to let him serve you and protect you the way he believes that you have to be protected. As someone who never has had a childhood as he has been the same emotionally and physically ever since he hatched he also shows an increased interest to find out what a normal human's childhood from your memories would look like. Whatever you may have hoped his reaction to be though, I guarantee you that Shaiapouf will only be feeling petty jealousy and theatrical horror. Every person who made you happy before his arrival is a victim of his poisoned envy and every accident of yours nearly gives him a heart attack as he feels the need to still see if you have suffered any injuries even if years should have passed. You will have to relive those experiences only in your memories though as Pouf would never allow you to do it again.

Kaneki Ken

🔲​Kaneki's childhood has been marked with hardships all over and despite the selfishness of his obsession he still genuinely hopes that at least someone as wonderful as his darling never had to suffer even half as much as he did. Initially he latches on very eagerly when you start telling stories of your childhood as the act of telling him despite having abducted you something about your past soothes his already smothering insecurities. He's an individual that loves listening to you as it is. You do set him up cruelly though, only telling him the nice and funny stories that warm his heart only to pour icy cold water over him as soon as you start bringing up stories that aren't so happy. His heart races, his breath stops and panics floods through him as stories of your near-death-encounters bring him more horror than actual horror films. His paranoia definitely has him spiraling down to be more pushy as his presence starts to be more pushy. He's afraid that you may suffer from nightmares in your sleep or that you carry with you a mental burden that he will gladly take if he can. If some of your stories should involve nearly being eaten by a ghoul though it is going to be a shot right through his fragile mentality.

Aizen Sosuke

🌫️​Aizen is a man who knows everything, a man who never enters a room without a plan and who never starts a conversation without a purpose. You're constantly torn apart between gnawing frustration and obvious terror as this man who you have never met seems to know more about your own mind than you do yourself. It's those previous experiences with the true depths of his knowledge that make you very reluctant initially to share your past with him as you suspect that he probably already knows. In fact he does but still he values the aspect of you engaging with him in conversations and other interactions as he would have no interest in you if you were nothing more than a quiet and motionless doll. Even if he outsmarts you all the time, Aizen does enjoy listening to you and he finds that though he knows most of those stories anyways it is much more entertaining to hear them from your lips. The ones that amuse him by far the most are the ones where you almost ended up risking your own life as it only solidifies you even more as someone fascinating as he wonders how fate could have possibly gotten you into many of the events you went through in your past.

Sesshomaru

🐺​Sesshomaru ususally shows very little emotion on his face and when he does reveal them they are normally always either ones of annoyance or anger. That's why you are intially very hesitant as you share stories of your past, your eyes constantly on the yokai as you are worried that he may give you a disapproving glare or coldly demand you to stop. None of that happens though and despite his lack of any reaction that makes it look like he simply doesn't care you take it. Every night when he stops his journey to give Rin and you rest as he understands that humans need sleep to replenish their energy you like to tell stories at the bonfire with Rin often your only listener who appears to actively listen and be interested. It is only once you start bringing up stories of your past that at that time could have easily cost you your life that finally elicit a reaction out of him, sharp eyes suddenly looking up. He usually asks you once Jaken and Rin are asleep if those stories were really true as if not wanting to believe that the one human he fell in love with happens to be the one who appears to be unbelievably stupid and unlucky. Hopefully you're less of an idiot now. Otherwise he may have to keep a closer eye on you.

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CW: Yandere behavior, forced imprisonment, brief mentions of NSFW / Non/Con, threats of violence

This is a yandere work. Proceed with caution and please be mindful of your own triggers.

Happy birthday Aizen! I couldn't help but write a short little thing I love him. The Rock Musical is living rent free in my head and has done so since I watched it. The "Smile, Orihime" scene was in it too and I almost fainted seeing that in front of me on stage.

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The warmth of the palms of his hands burned through the white silk of the gown you were wearing, placed possessively on your waist.

Aizen was lounging in his throne, you perched uncomfortably on his lap in just the way he liked to have you. There was just something about having your soft, warm body close that stroked his ego just right. It was as much of a display of his power and authority for both the Espada and you alike -- a show of ownership.

Any time Aizen summoned the Espada to a meeting, you would be dragged into his lap, spending the meeting trying not to squirm around as large hands held your waist or fingers traced patterns into your thigh. It was humiliating, but there was nothing you could do to stop it. 

Making a scene wasn’t an option anymore. You’d tried to protest the first few times the ruler of Las Noches had forced you to sit in his lap during meetings. He’d been amused, but not at all bothered. A few words whispered into your ear in his smooth, baritone voice had your body freezing as your heartbeat picked up in fear before you reluctantly fell quiet and stopped squirming.

You knew all too well that Aizen made good on his promises and threats. You didn’t want your remaining family to suffer at the hands of Hollows or any of the Espada, nor did you want to spend more nights than you absolutely had to folded into a mating press as fucked you until he was satisfied.

There was no escape from Las Noches, after all. You couldn’t open a portal, and even if you somehow managed to get one of the Espada to open one for you, there was nowhere in the world that you would be able to escape Aizen. All you could do was obey and try to minimise the damage done to yourself or the people you cared about. You were no fighter. You had no powers. There was nothing you could do but let him do as he pleased.

You could feel Aizen’s smile press against the sensitive skin of your neck, no doubt knowing exactly what was on your mind. There was no hiding anything from him. You’d long since stopped trying. 

“Feeling powerless, pet?” Aizen mused, ignoring Nnoitora making a jab at Harribel, trying to rile her up. 

You didn’t grace him with a response, rebelling in one of the only ways you could. He chuckled, chest rumbling in amusement pressed against your back.

“If anyone, you’re the person with the most power here.” You turned your neck, looking back at Aizen with confusion on your face. He merely smiled.

“You’re the only one who controls my heart.” 

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[thevanillerose]

TITAN II | YANDERE!AIZEN x TINY!READER | BLEACH

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything except my own writing. All properties belong to their respective creators. Content Warnings: Yandere / Kidnapping / Giant/Tiny / Violence A/N: Request [10/10] for my 100 Followers Celebration!

The final request, and it’s another sequel! I’m happy Part I was a hit, and that I have an excuse to write more Yandere!Aizen because that man…that man…

He gets a whole lot scarier in this part so you’ve been warned.

Your glass prison was maddening.

The cushions beneath you were soft enough, but you yearned for your real, actual bed. You were given food, water, all the sustenance required, but none of it you could enjoy. The box was minimalist, clinical, and yet it felt like a gilded cage. Always with the same view. 

His room. The room of the giant who had captured you. 

No amount of screaming or pounding against the walls had drawn anything more than an amused glance from Aizen, who had since settled into his chair with his ever-present calm composure, sipping tea as if your capture were no more significant than securing a rare artifact.

He didn’t care. He didn’t empathize or sympathize. 

He liked it. Seeing your hopelessness. 

You paced back and forth, your tiny fists clenched, your mind racing with possibilities. There had to be a way out—there had to. You couldn’t accept this as your fate. You wouldn’t. But every time you turned to assess the glass walls, the towering figure beyond loomed in your periphery. Aizen’s gaze never strayed far, his sharp hazel eyes tracking your every move.

Even when he wasn’t present (which was a rarity) you were scared to try your luck. Any time you had, it never ended well for you. The bruises and bite marks were indicative. While he may not have gone as far as trying to kill you, clearly preferring to keep you alive, he had still done enough to start whittling away at your will. 

“It’s futile, you know,” his voice cut through the silence, and your thoughts, like a blade, smooth and composed. He leaned back in his chair, setting down his tea with a soft clink. “You’re wasting energy flitting about like that. Save your strength.”

You froze mid-step, glaring up at him. A little anger flared, despite your nerves.

“You can’t keep me here forever. Someone will come for me. They’ll find you, and when they do—”

“They’ll what?” he interrupted, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Do you think anyone would dare challenge me here? You came because you believed yourself strong enough to defeat me. And yet…” He gestured lightly toward the glass box. “This is where that belief has brought you.”

His words stung more than you cared to admit. You wanted to believe you were tougher than this, but you had to be honest.

You’d never been more scared in your life. 

Still, you refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing you falter. If you just stayed determined enough, maybe you’d be able to find a way to get the hell out of here.

Maybe.

…

Later…

Aizen spent much of his time in this clinical looking excuse for a bedroom, seeming to have put most of his sinister plans on hold, or in the hands of other enemies, so he could dedicate his time to you.

It was a kind of torture. At your new size, it was all too easy for him to pick you up, push you around, squeeze you in his fist just to hear you squeak. You began to realize he had a twisted sort of love for you which had only become prevalent now. His fingertips would linger and caress on your skin in such tender patterns sometimes. He’d get this strange, blurry look in his eyes…

He wanted you. In ways you never would have expected. 

And how long he had, you didn’t know. 

Things could only get worse from here, that was something you were certain of. If this kept up, you were literally going to break. Somehow, in some way, you needed to find a way out of here.

Your opportunity came after Aizen had fed you at the usual time. At exactly midnight, much as he did at midday, he opened the box and lowered a meager portion of food inside, diced to a size you could kind of swallow. Of course, you didn’t make the mistake of trying to climb his hand to get out. Your abdomen still ached from the time you’d tried before, and he’d flicked you like a bug.

Such a simple, easy motion for him. An absolute gut punch for you. Literally.

So, no funny games. But…he had been a little neglectful this time around. You noticed the faintest gap between the glass lid and its frame after he set it back in place, and walked out of the room. 

Your heart leapt. It wasn’t much, but it was something. 

As it was midnight now, the gigantic menace had to rest. Surprisingly human, for such a monster, to lay down and rest his head against the pillow below him with such a peaceful expression. 

Now’s the best chance I’ll get.

Quietly, you made your way over to the cushion corner closest to the gap. Taking a deep breath, you crouched down low, built momentum, and jumped up with all the strength you could muster. It took a few tries, a lot of effort, but you managed to reach and hook your fingers around the hard edge of the box. 

Grunting, the soles of your bare feet slipping and sliding as they tried to find grip against the glass, you managed to haul yourself up and squeezed your body through the gap under the lid.

Finally, you slipped through. Jumping down, you landed on the desk with a delicate thud.

Freedom.

Now, you just had to get the hell out of dodge before he found you.

If he did…

If he did…

A horrible chill struck through your petite little body, and you wrapped your arms around yourself, shuddering with fearful thoughts. You didn’t want to think about it. 

The vast desk stretched out like a white wasteland, but you were focused on the edge, on freedom, on escape. Running over, you sought some way down that wouldn’t leave you dead on the floor as a crumpled mess, but his room was minimalist enough there was nothing stray you could cling or jump onto.

And, it was too late anyway. 

You could feel his presence before you heard him—like a storm cloud gathering behind you. You didn’t even have to look.

“Going somewhere?”

His voice, smooth and low, cut through the stillness like a blade. You froze in an instant, every hair on your body standing on end. Slowly, with a dread that made your stomach churn, you turned to see him.

Aizen was awake, standing right over you, his figure dipped in shadow. His hazel eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, boring into you with a mix of amusement and something darker. The dark cast chiseled shadows on his bare, muscled chest.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?” he asked, his smile stretching into something sharp, something cruel. His tone was cruel yet calm, almost bored, and you trembled. You stumbled back instinctively, panic clawing at your chest. 

Think of an excuse! Think of an excuse!

“I-I wasn’t—”

“You weren’t what?” he interrupted, his voice dropping an octave. “Weren’t trying to run? Weren’t defying me? Lying doesn’t suit you, little one.”

Just run!

You bolted abruptly, running for the edge, desperate for something, anything, even willing to take a leap of total faith if that was what it took—but you’d barely made it two steps before his hand descended. 

His fingers curled around you, the force of his grip knocking the air from your lungs and throwing you backwards. You thrashed and kicked, your tiny fists pounding against his skin, but it was like hitting solid stone.

“Pathetic,” he murmured, lifting you to his face. His smile had vanished, replaced by an expression of cold fury. Any amusement was gone. He was plainly pissed.

“Do you know how insulting this is? I could have killed you long ago. A horrible death. Yet I spared you. And this is how you repay me?”

His grip tightened, the pressure making your ribs creak. You gasped, struggling for breath, your vision blurring as panic set in. “P-please,” you choked out, your voice barely a whisper. “I-I’m sorry—”

“Sorry?” His laugh was sharp, bitter, like the crack of a whip. His thumb jammed up sharply against your gullet, choking you, forcing your head back like he might snap it off entirely.

“No, you’re not sorry. Not yet.”

Without warning, he slammed you down onto the desk, the impact sending pain shooting through your body. You screamed, but there was no time to recover. His hand pinned you in place, his fingers pressing down just enough to make you wheeze. 

“You need to understand something,” he said, his voice calm and deliberate, but his eyes burning. “You belong to me. You are mine. And I do not tolerate disobedience.”

He lifted you again, your body hanging limp and aching, holding you by the waist, his grip tighter this time, his thumb pressing against your chest now, invasively, in a way that made it even harder to breathe. 

“And yet you insist on it,” he said softly, his tone almost mocking. “Disobeying me. Trying to leave me. Do you want me to punish you?”

He tightened his grip again, the pressure making your vision go white. You clawed at his fingers, your body writhing in desperation, but he didn’t let up this time. Tears streamed down your face as you gasped for air, the world tilting dangerously around you.

He’s going to crush me! He’s going to…kill me!

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, his voice soft but cold. “To see how far I’ll go? To test the limits of my patience?”

You couldn’t speak, couldn’t beg. Your body struggled feebly, your breaths shallow and ragged. He watched you intently, his expression unreadable, before his grip loosened just enough for you to suck in a desperate gulp of air.

“You’re lucky,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “I could end this right now. One squeeze, and it would all be over. But that would be too easy…wouldn’t it…”

His dangerous gaze flickered aside suddenly, to the edge of the desk. It was easy for you to see then, the cogs in his mind turning maliciously, and dread took hold.

“Aizen–”

Swiftly, he swung you over the drop, dangling you in the open air, only his pinching thumb and forefinger keeping you from a deadly plummet. Your heart stopped, your body going rigid as you stared down at the distant ground. 

“A fall from here would kill you,” he said, his tone almost conversational. “Shall we see how far you can fly?”

“NO!” you screamed, your voice raw with terror. “P-please, don’t—!”

His smile returned, sharp and wicked. “Then remember this feeling,” he said softly, pulling you back to safety. “Remember what it means to defy me.”

Lifting you before his handsome, huge face, you saw his lips curl into a relaxed, smug smile again, his gaze hooded and raking slowly over your little form, his breath heated when he spoke.

“It would be a shame, if I lost my precious little pet so soon.”

You swallowed thickly, flushing, looking away. The tip of his finger guided your head back to look at him again.

“I still have so many things I want to do to you…”

‘Do to you’.

Not with you. To you.

You felt sick. You didn’t even want to imagine it. 

“You’ll never try that again,” he said, his voice soft but malice-filled. “Because next time, I won’t be so merciful.”

His fingertip moved from your jaw to your heated cheek, gently dabbing away the tears that now wouldn’t stop falling. You sniffed and sobbed, giving up. 

Aizen, content with that, returned you to your prison, making sure the top was secured this time by placing a heavy book atop it. As he turned away to return to bed, you collapsed onto the cushions as well, your body trembling uncontrollably. Your chest heaved with ragged wails, which you tried to muffle behind your quivering hands so he wouldn’t be angered again. Your mind raced with fear and despair. 

He had been right about one thing. You’d remember this. You’d remember it every time you thought about running, every time you dreamed of freedom.

Because now you knew: he wouldn’t just stop you. He would break you.

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Forced Breeding

"Do you feel that, baby, huh? Do you feel me deep inside you?" he asked as he thrusted deep in you, your face and cheeks red from the heat that your body was radiating. You couldn't answer as his thrusts were too powerful and left you a moaning mess. All you could do was a nod and his hands travelled to your throat, holding it and pressing it slightly, not too hardly. "Words baby, I need words." he put pressure on your throat, "Y-yes, I feel you." you said between your moans and with your eyes closed feeling too good. "Should I breed you, hm, baby? Should I pump you full of my cum? Wouldn't you love that, hm? Wouldn't you love my cum dripping down your pussy?" his words made you open your eyes wide and stare at him in panic. "N-no, don't, please don't." you said as you tried to push him from on top of you but he just chuckled and held both of your hands in his one, "I don't take no for an answer baby, I will breed you and make you mine. You don't have any other choice than just to be bred by me." he said as he thrusted deeper in you and you could feel your tears trickling down your cheeks, you came around his shaft and you could feel hot liquid pour into you, you knew he did it, he came in you when you were not on the pills. "You are mine, baby, only mine to breed." he said as he came into you with a dark chuckle leaving his mouth.

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Itachi, Obito, Madara, Tobirama, Kakashi, Pain, Geto, Sukuna, Gojo, Toji, Grimmjow, Renji, Byakuya, Aizen.

(I couldn't think of other characters so please let me know if you think of others.)

(Come on you know Uchihas would love to breed their partners <3)

[truelotus]

hiiii!! 🪻anon again!! hope you’ve been doing well!

I need more yan! byakuya hcs or oneshot (which ever you’d like to do obvi) please you write him so well 😭😭

thank you 💕💕

a/n: omg hey 🪻anon <3 I hope you’re doing well and tysm for this request, if you have something to request theres no need to ask specific things:) if you prefer hc’s or a oneshot lmk!! AND THANK YOU I hope these hc’s were good 😭

Enjoy!

Yandere! Byakuya Kuchiki x reader

Format : Head canons

Warnings : none

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuya—being the man he is— has a calm, composed and elegant demeanor. But deep within that, reveals a deep obsession towards you. And when I say this man is obsessed with you, he really is obsessed with you. He keeps a close eye on you, whenever you’re around and even when he is not around he will do his best to keep an eye out for you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ On missions, He will send one of his own men to stand in the shadows. He will order them to jot down the men who interact with you and how’d they interact with you, if he so finds out that a man was flirting with you while on your way to a mission, Byakuya would take matters into his own hands..

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuya will find any excuse just to touch you, even if it is the littlest touch. Your skin is beautiful and soft to him, he just can’t get enough of it.. he needs to be in contact with you all the time. For example, he’ll say that you have a hair in your face—when you really don’t— he’ll “move the hair away” and his hands would be lingering on your skin much longer than it needed to be. He’ll then take that moment to place a small kiss on the temple of your head.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Another example of him wanting to feel your touch, it would be when he is doing his paperwork. He’ll ask you to braid his precious locks, ask you to give him a massage, ask to hold your hand with his free one and other.. things.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ If he so sees someone trying to get your attention away from him, he’ll swiftly pull you closer to him by the waist. This would usually end up scaring the person away, this kind of behavior would go unnoticed by you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He hates when you give another man attention, he can’t help it. Why is another man getting the same attention he gets from you? Shouldn’t only he get that? If he has to, he’ll go ahead and order that person to be removed. No other man is worthy to have your attention, so he needs all of it.. and only him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Though Byakuya always has the need to touch you, he never shows much affection. But when he does, it is very intense—and of course elegantly done!— a way he will is by giving you roses, he’ll make sure that he gets only the finest rose possible to deliver to you, one that has no flaws, one that is bright red, one that smells heavenly.. because that is exactly what you are to him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He does not use words to handle a situation, if a man touches you, he will only give a cold expression, his eyes darkening to show his dominance. How dare they touch what belongs to him? how despicable.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ When he “isn’t” around you and decides that he will send nobody to watch over you, he will be the one to do so without you knowing. He’s the type to stand in the shadows, watching you from a distance. If he ever feels the need to swoop in, he will not hesitate to do so. And sometimes he will swoop in even if he is not needed to, his excuse would be “I was simply passing by”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He is very controlling, he’ll cover it up by saying he was only protecting you or guiding you. For an example, he’ll strongly suggest on what you should wear, who you trust, who you spend your time with. He will insist that this is for your own good, but really.. it is for his own mind. He will make sure that nobody has the privilege of being close to you or grow themselves attached to you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ If he notices—which he most definitely will- that someone has even expressed a hint of interest towards you, he’ll suddenly whisper into your ear “careful”. That alone sends shivers down your spine, you are aware just how far he is willing to keep you away from anyone else but him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuya hates the feeling of jealousy, he thinks that a man like him should not be feeling jealous of anything or anyone. But he can’t help it when you talk to another man, he’ll suddenly appear beside you, he won’t even speak a word out. He will always interrupt any potential threat on whoever tries to claim you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuya will act like he respects your space and boundaries, it’s not like he doesn’t want to.. he simply cannot understand the concept of it when it comes to you. He will visit your quarters unannounced saying “I came to check up on you.” His visits are short, but they always leave a lingering feeling, a feeling that you seem to not be able to shake off. Even when you think you are alone, he will be watching over you, his presence is never too far from you. Occasionally you’ll catch him on the act and just invite him over.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Since this man is always watching over you, like a hawk. He takes notes on what you like and dislike. He notices when you hesitate to do something versus when you do something without hesitation. Every little thing about you is carefully stored away in his mind.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuyas love is different, he will isolate you from others, keeping you all to himself. He wants you to need him above anybody else.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Though he does not show it, there is a slight pain in his eyes when you are not around.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He’s afraid of losing you, he never says it but you are sure he is afraid of losing you. The thought of you walking out on him or finding someone else is something a man like him cannot handle. That is why he is this way with you..

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He feels the need to protect you, to gatekeep you, to isolate you from everyone else. He should be the only thing you need, he’s enough isn’t he? So there shouldn’t be a problem with his actions.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He will subtly manipulate certain situations, to separate you from others, your friends, loved ones, anybody. He will do this while maintaining his formal and distant persona.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuya is a needy man, so not only he requires your love, he requires your loyalty. If you were to ever show even the slightest bit of doubt or desire to leave him, he’ll emotionally manipulate you. He will remind you just how much he sacrificed for you, how no one else will protect you like the way he does.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Byakuya will do whatever it takes to secure your love to him, he will make sure nothing and nobody comes between you two. His loyalty towards you means he will make ruthless decisions to ensure your love and safety. Even if it means hurting others or making dark bargains behind the scenes.

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Sosuke Aizen Headcanons: Aizen's Majesty (Redone?) (Bleach)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! This chapter will have Sosuke Aizen as a yandere and his base traits as one! Enjoy this chapter!] 

(Disclaimer: Sosuke Aizen is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!) 

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Sosuke Aizen From Bleach-

.Aizen has a god complex, that is for sure, there is no denying that. 

.He is mostly a polite and soft-spoken man. 

.This does not change when he met you, a sweet and beautiful soul. 

.He wanted to cherish your soul and keep you away from the rest of the world. 

.He is almost always calm and polite with you. 

.Being very sweet and kind with you and loving you more than he ever loves anyone else. 

.He also uses your first name, even if you asked him not to. He still would refer to you by your given name. 

.In private, when it is just you and him, he will use sweet pet names to shower you with love and show you how sweet you are to him. 

.Aizen also is very casual and informal with you, being very kind to you and friendly with you, as if you and him were husband and spouse. 

.He can really get under your skin with how forward he is with his feelings for you, and how he does not get angry with you or lash out at you. 

.He will have a long conversation with you, and no matter how irritated you get with him he just smiles at you with so much love and the obsession that he hides very well. 

.No One would believe you with you saying Aizen was creepy to you, as you do get an off feeling with him around you. 

.Aizen is just so nice and no one would understand why you have an off feeling with him. 

.He came off first as a well-liked, charming, caring, and kind man. 

.People would have thought you were just being cruel to Aizen for saying he creeps you out. 

.Because even with how Good Aizen is at lying with you his darling he shows a slight obsession with you. 

.So you can sense the danger that he has. 

.He is always watching over you, and making sure that no one is getting close to you. 

.He can tell you are uneasy around him and he will have to remedy that. 

.But of course, he manipulates everyone around you, making them think that you are in a relationship with him. That you two are just going through a rough patch. 

.So no one tries to hit on you or tell you they have feelings for you, cause everyone respects Aizen. 

.They even try to encourage you to make up with him. 

.He is actively gaslighting you and now everyone thinks you are being unfair to your boyfriend. 

.You feel like you are going insane and he tells you it is okay, that he still loves you and will be patient with you. 

.It does not matter if you lash out at him, he will keep that smile in place and will still be by your side. 

.Of course, his mask could not stay up forever and it finally slipped thanks to Ichigo. 

.Everyone first thought you were with Aizen, but when you finally screamed at them he manipulated all of them, and they realized you were never ever with Aizen. 

.They are very apologetic and try to mend friendships with you. 

.Though your friend Momo is still in denial about Aizen and you. It is best to stay away from her. 

.Aizen had not been able to take you with him because of Ichigo. 

.He is beyond pissed he could not take you with him.  .He really does not care for almost anyone and is willing to use anyone to get what he wants. 

.He has his eyes still on you, watching whatever you do. 

.He actually misses you and longs for you to be by his side. 

.He wants to be his co-ruler and his majesty, to be his deity that will become a deity when he becomes a god. 

.You are the only one worthy of his love, and worthy to stand by his side, as the love of his life, his spouse, his majesty, his deity, his everything! YOU ARE HIS! 

.He would have stalked you and been also a very manipulative yandere. 

.Once he gets the chance he will have one of his Espada to kidnap you for him.

.You would be collared and have your spirit energy cut off and take your zanpoktou away from you. 

.He has made you defenseless. 

.Now that he does not have his mask up he does not have to hide his feelings for you. 

.He can touch you all he wants now and make love to you. 

.He would drug you to make you enjoy it and to make you submit to him. 

.Which will further manipulate and break your mind. 

.He will use mind games with you, making you realize that he loves you, and making you think he is the only man for you. 

.He believes he is the only man good enough for you and will break your mind and build you back up. So that he can he can have a life with you. 

.By the slim chance he had a rival or after he left the soul society and you had been with someone other than him. 

.He will bring them to Hucho Mundo and have them killed in front of you, forcing you to watch them be tortured and destroyed. 

.He would have you on his lap while it happens, touching you and kissing your neck as you watch the person or people you had been with. 

.He will also blame you, telling you if you did not cheat on your husband that he would not have to do this. 

.He would have broken you at this point so you would blame yourself. 

.Aizen knows he had to break you down to make you love him. 

.When he finally broke you he will confess his love once more. 

.You will most likely accept his love, and he will make love to you (he is always the top)  .If you somehow deny his love and hold onto your strength against him he will make you love him. 

.He will keep at it, breaking you, mentally, spiritually, physically, and emotionally. 

.Once he breaks you he will build you up and support you. 

.You now love him and he will help build you back up where you depend on him and only him. 

.Once he was defeated you were broken and did not know what to do. You loved Aizen but knew your love for him was wrong. 

.It took over a decade of therapy but finally, you are feeling like yourself. You still struggle with the damage that Aizen had caused. 

.But then the alarm went off, and Aizen escaped his cell. He will get his hands back on you, and he will slaughter everyone that stole you from him! 

.He was immortal now, and he will make you immortal too! You are His and it does not matter where you go, or who you want to be with. 

.You are his and he will hunt you down and make you his, he has all the time in the world and you are never ever going to escape Aizen, your king, your God, Your, Yandere! 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[kiwicopia]

🔪🔪🔪for aizen

🔞 MDNI | Aizen x GN!Reader (HCs) 🔞

TW: Yandere themes, stalking, manipulation, blackmail, blood & gore, reader put into a dangerous situation, possessiveness & jealousy, bodily harm, reader is referred as Darling.

This man is already terrifying without the added obsession, but with it? He's quite possibly one of THE most dangerous people out there now. Unless you can catch the red flags early on to do something about it, which would be futile anyway, you will never know this man's obsession with you until it's too late.

Everything he does is now centered around you and how he'll eventually get you to be his. All of his plans involving you are methodical, and he sticks to each and every little step without ever straying away from it.

It starts out with stalking, which he's incredibly good at doing. Whether or not you're able to sense him won't matter due to the fact that's he's a master at concealing his spiritual pressure. Doing so allows him to watch your every move so that he knows what you like and dislike, who you're close with, who/what you care about the most, etc. It's all a part of him knowing what he can use against you, if necessary.

His obsession with you brings forth immense amounts of jealousy with him. Gods forbid you spend your time with anyone, let alone any man that isn't him. He's not above killing anyone, as it's part of his plan to try and isolate you so that he can have you, and it doesn't hurt him at all when you're suddenly upset about the sudden disappearance/death of a friend or family member. He'd honestly get jealous over a pet as well, but he probably wouldn't kill it and would most likely threaten to so that you fall in line.

Aizen is definitely not above putting you into dangerous situations so that he can come to your rescue. He'll purposely send low-ranked arrancars to attack you, and he'll watch for a minute or two before he comes to your aid. He can't let his Darling get hurt, can he? At least not too badly, that is.

He understands your fear for him, but he honestly doesn't care. What he doesn't understand is the fact that you're ungrateful for his assistance. Should he have just let you meet your death at the hands of his arrancars? Absolutely not. It's not a part of his plan, and neither was the entire act of you struggling to come to terms that you belong to him now. Can't you see that?

No matter, he has a few tricks up his sleeves. He's quite the master of manipulation, so that's his main tactic to use on you, however, if that doesn't work, then he can always blackmail you. "Darling," he coos, "you wouldn't want to see me angry, would you? You wouldn't want to see everything and everyone you care for to just disappear, right?" He says it in a way that makes you wonder if he's joking or not, but considering everything he's already done, you know he's not messing around.

If all else fails, then he won't hesitate to harm you. Obviously, he won't hurt you too badly. He can't do that to his sweet Darling. Maybe just breaking a leg or both of them. You can't move around with broken legs, can you? Don't worry, he'll take care of you. He's all you need, anyway.

[azes-ocean]

The Love Of Your Life

Tw: Angsty, emotional manipulation Tags: any-pov, x reader, male {{char}} An: I have been so offline, haha. my bad. ˜”°•.˜”°• Summary •°”˜.•°”˜ You were bruised. You were brocken. You were bleeding. Then... You are happy. You are proud. You are loved. You are living the life so many dream for. You had 3 wonderful children and a husband who loves you. It was the dream come true for many, including you. Warmth and love filled your every day, company accompanied your every breath. Happiness traced your every memory. Sometimes, you grew old, you were kidnapped, you died. Yet every time, you never felt the pain. Every time you ended up in the arms of the man you loved. It was perfect. It was wonderful. Yet... You were.... You were... You are... You are... Who are you?

You were Ȧ̷̧̢͚̼͈̟͂̏́͒̿̚ǹ̶̢̛̓̇̋̍̾̍̄ĝ̷̛̗̱̭̫̘̤͓͜͝ṳ̷̱̈̑̑i̸̦̖̤͈͎̺͇͖͚̯͊̓̈́̋̿̑͠ś̶̛̟͔̟͚̲͂͐͛͊͌͐͘͠ͅḧ̵͚̬̫̽̾̓̓͊ę̵̜̭͖̭̠͊̌̽̾̂̽͜͠d̸̨̮̻̩̬͙͍̩̗͌̽̓͒̑̄̉͋̍͂ͅ The metallic taste of your own blood stained your tongue. Blood dripped from your uncountable wounds, pooling around you. The Love Of Your Life was beside you, there eyes wide and full of pain and betrayal. Your eyes fell to the spear pierced in your side, impaling your heart. The spear originally aimed to him. And you smiled, as if some sort of messed up inside joke were being made. Then you fell to your knees, your head falling listlessly as your lover's cries faded with your vision. "Don't go, please…" A beg from him-a plea you knew you couldn't fulfill. Your senses were dull now. You didn't even know if he was yelling or crying the words anymore. Your so sorry. But you couldn't have let that spear pierce him instead. He had so much more life compared to you, you who was already bleeding rivers before the spear. His cries were the last sounds you heard. You were Ḩ̴̢̮̣̦͚̙̮̌͒͘a̴̱̹̝̠͓̦̰̦̱͌̇͜͠p̶̢̲̼̱̜̳̄̔͝͠p̶̟͎̣͈̔̀́̆y̸̡̢̨̛̦̘͎̌̇̿̽͐̿̕͝͝

You sat at a dinner table, The Love Of Your Life at your side. Your children sat infront of you, excitedly talking over each other with talk of their day. "I scored a really good goal in soccer practice today!" "My teacher said my homework was perfect!" "My friends said that my ex bo-I mean ex-bestie!- got a new girlfriend!" You heard your love giggle quietly beside you, leaning on your shoulder. His fingers deftly started to play with your hair, a smile gracing his lips. "They grow so fast..." He whispered, his voice filled with warmth. "It seems like just yesterday you were fussing about their sunbathing schedule." That drew a quiet laugh from you. You were P̶̨̛͇̣͉͎̦̗͎͓̗̉̽͐͛̈́͌͝͠r̸̫̼̩̙̜͚̺̀̇̏̈́o̷̩͓̺̪̥͖̱̍ͅu̵̝͔̳͇͍̞͒d̸̡̪̺͚̯̙̰̥͆͛̾̀͠ͅ

You sat in a large auditorium. Your youngest had just graduated, and was holding his diploma high. A rare but heartwarming smile split his face. His eyes were shining almost brighter than the lights above. The Love Of Your Life was smiling too, grasping your hand. "I'm so proud..." He cooed, leaning against you. You were l̴̤̀͛̚͝o̸̱̳͌͛̍̔͗̓̈́̓͜v̸̥͔̺̺̮̝̠͎̄̋̏͋̂̀ẻ̸̢̪̙̪͓̺̙̭̩d̷̛͓͒̐͋̂̅

You sat next to your love as he stroked your hair, cooing words of affirmation. Your bones were weaker than they were before, and your breath was more weighted. Yet in his arms, you were h҉a҉p҉p҉y҉ you were l҉o҉v҉e҉d҉

You were j̷̡̨̺̖̻̗͈̅̌ơ̵̯̠̦͖̗̭̙͙̹̽̅y̷̩̗̠̗̓̏̀̀̽̂̒̆͒̕ȯ̴̼̳u̵̯͕͂̈̓ṡ̴̥̗̉͒̂̏͐͑͜͝ It was your birthday. Your love sat beside you, gesturing for you to blow your candles. He smiled, wishing you many great years ahead. Ä̸̡̖̪͓̗̯͖̗́͒͌͋́g̴̢̦̫̣̩̤͉̝͖͎͂̂͗͌̋͌á̸͈̪̭̙̬͎̦̗̜̜̍̄̆į̶̨̧̛͍̞̻̫͔͐̈́͋͘n̶͈̙͖̫̘̠̾̑͐̕.̴̛̦͖͖͕͓̈̐͛̉̊̚

Again? W̷̡̢̨̧̛̛̼͉̱̗̲̯̞̟̥̜̓̽̄͑̈̂͒̇͗͗̾̒̀̊̓̍̊́̀͒͌̐̒̉͆͂͑͒͑̉̓̒̿͌̈́̋̚͝͝h̷̨̧̨̧̨̧͙̝̮͔͎̭̼̞̠͓̟͍͎͔̬͍͔̙̜͓̦̟͙͈͈̻̭̺͖͓̫̳̞̮̭̮̮̉̄̓̽̓́̎̑̑͊̂͌̅̀́́̌̐̉̔̋͘͘̕͝͠͠a̷̢̧̡͎͍̰͚̬̞͎̘̤̼̩̬̫̥͉̦̻̗͖͌̚ͅṫ̵̡̢̢͇͚̮̘͇̭͚̦̪̜̠̥̟̼̖̩͍͖̝̳͍͓͈̤̀̃̀͂͑͆͋͊͂̍̌̃̈̽̈́̏̅̈́̒̓̎̈́̀̊̈́̄͊̓̓̕̕ͅ?̷̛͋̄̇́̈̊̀́̌͑̈́̔̈́͋̆̿̋̂͌͌̆̑͝͝͝��̧̨͈͖̯͍̟͈̻̥̬̟͍͖̜͓̹̬̦̜̠̖͖̮̯̻̪̫̗̼͚͖͜͜ͅ

You were H̷̡̭̦̠͇̯̙̲̩͖͓̳̭̱̫̞̅̓͗̃̉̔͊̂̉̊͆͐̽̕a̶̹̞̾͐̋̅͑̽͌͐̎͆̀̇̈́̐̃̕͝p̷̢̹͙̻̝̩͖̥̙̠̞̼͍̃̎p̶̳͉̺̲̫͖̲͓̖͆͛͘̚ỹ̵̢̡͍̲̹̥͖̥̬͈͍̚͜

You were Ȩ̴̤̩͇̣̇͐̀̂̃̿͂̆̚͝č̴̢͖̞͙̞̥̘̤͓̠̲̼̲̦ͅs̷̡̝̜̼̹̫͕͚̝͈̅͑̓̓͊̿̀͆̔͛̋̒͝͠t̷̡̙̰̣̝͇̣͓͕̣̦̦̠̭̙͕̪̓͑͒̈̄̋̓̅̊͋̂̇͐̐͜͠a̶̧̧̢̳̘̩̩̯̣̤̭͖̜͙̎͊͆̉̓̀̓́́̏͆̽͛͂͂̿͗͝ş̶̜͍̤̪͕̮̋͐̃ţ̶̧̢̢̝͓͙̝͔̟͙̮̬̜͛͑́̈̿̔͗̊̋̅̈̈̿̓͊͘͝͝ͅi̸̤͍͓̖͙̹͖͚̦̓̽̾̈̐̿̀̓̎̑̂͛͗̌̕͝͝ͅc̷͚͔͈̱̪̣̭̺͎̺̆̉́̃̎͜ͅ

You were... You were...

You were...happy... But... You are...? You are what? Who are you? "Shhh...my love, you don't need to know that." Who is that? "The Love Of Your Life."

[lightning-wyvern]

after you

30 Days of Sosuke Aizen 2/30 ; previous entry

sosuke aizen x gender neutral reader | yandere with no plot

content yandere boyfriend!aizen

pov he's stalking you but nothing happens besides he's stalking you

words 266

reblogs appreciated!

banner made by @saradika-graphics

© lightning-wyvern.

click.

what the hell...

click.

that sounds like... footsteps?

your heart started to race. was someone following you?

you subtly turned your head, just enough to see behind you, and your heart skipped a beat.

someone was following you.

click.

fancy shoes. what the fuck? why was a richie following you?

maybe he was going the same way you were? it did look like that guy that had just moved into the apartment across the hall from you... maybe he was just going home from work.

you weren't going home yet, though--you still had to pick up something for dinner. so you turned left at the next stoplight, crossing the dark street and walking into the store.

you grabbed a handheld basket and made a beeline for the chips and candy aisle, putting a bag of your favorite chips in your basket and grabbing a bottle of soda as well. you then moved to an aisle across the store, peeking behind you and subtly speeding up when you noticed that you were still being followed.

you grabbed some sandwich items and hurried up to the self-checkout counter, quickly finishing the transaction and slipping out of the store. you decided to take a shortcut home, hoping you'd lose whoever it was that was still trailing behind you.

you turned a corner on the shortcut route and stopped, listening hard.

click.

click.

click.

he's still following me?? what the fuck... who is it...

you took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the corner, immediately coming face-to-face with a very familiar body form.

it was your boyfriend.

© lightning-wyvern.

[yandere-wishes]

Idk what it is about characters like Muzan and Aizen that make my heart beat out of my chest. Like they are so evil and would be the WORST lovers not to mention yanderes....

But I can't help wanting to be captured by them, to be reduced to their broken little doll.

Oh to be a gothic love intrest for these two~🖤🖤

[animeyanderelover]

Aizen from bleach with either the romance prompt or unrequited love prompt. Take care of yourself ❤️❤️❤️

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, manipulation, threats, blackmailing, isolation, abduction

Valentine's Day Special: Unrequited Love Prompt

It was cold for you could feel goosebumps appearing all over your skin. It was dark for you couldn't make out the figures avoiding the circle of light within the room. It was unnerving for you had a bad feeling within your guts, telling you that something was about to go terribly wrong.

"I apologise for the unpleasant transportation. I had instructed for you to be brought to me with gentler methods... Clearly Yammy has gotten ahead of himself."

His voice was as even as ever, not revealing any emotion that he might have felt upon gazing upon your battered and bloody form kneeling on the pristine floor. Perched on the throne like a true king, Aizen looked as composed and in control as he had been when he had abandoned Soul Society. As his voice traveled through the otherwise empty room, you spotted from the corner of your eyes a large shadow cowering momentarily as if the words had cut him directly.

You couldn't help but throw a scorching glare into the same direction even though you doubted that it would have much of an effect. After all you were the least person in this room to be feared for the man holding all the strings sat right in front of you. Aizen did not give Yammy that much attention as you did. That ignorance was perhaps much more terrible than any open disdain though you couldn't tell if there would be any consequences for the Arrancar later.

"It has been quite some time since we have last seen each other. Welcome, (y/n)-san."

It was a familiar courteous tone that you were very much used to from older times. From simpler times. Unfortunately nothing ever was as simple as it looked. The seemingly kind-hearted and calm captain from the past was still recognisable in the man who stood up from his throne to approach you. Yet now you knew that it was merely a shallow layer of his that he had put on for centuries all for the day where he would deceive everyone.

"Hoping to make me all sentimental by using that polite tone of yours, Aizen? Because it is not going to work."

Sass and sarcasm was all that you had at the moment, a smirk on your face. Not genuine at all but the only expression you found yourself able to pull at the moment.

His steps didn't falter at all. It would obviously take more to shake him up and you knew well enough that you weren't the right person to do that. What threat could you possibly pose after all?

"Is that any way to adress a Captain? Especially your Captain?"

A subtle twitch upwards from the corner of his mouth, giving it away to you that he was finding your behavior rather entertaining. Was he indulging for the sake of some nostalgia he still held for the past? You doubted it.

"You're not a Captain anymore and for that I don't owe you any respect. The only thing you are is a traitor. I'll treat you as one."

One of your hands came to land on the handle of your sword, your eyes managing to keep the contact with his. With your thumb you unsheathed your Zanpakuto slightly. In the corner of your eye you could see a few shadows mimicking your gesture, unsheathing their own blades. Aizen on the other hand didn't even flinch. In fact he didn't even direct his gaze to your weapon, holding eye contact with an opressing composure.

"You are not the type to wage a fight you're not confident you can win. You will not draw your Zanpakuto nor will you use your Shikai. Risking your life and dying in a fight you know you are going to lose is not your way."

Your eyes narrowed as his words echoed through the room. You could feel the embarrassment when you sensed how the Arrancar around you relaxed, trusting his word over your possible actions. There was half a though where you considered going against his words yet you knew that you had nothing to gain from it besides a petty show of rebellion. You were helplessly outnumbered by people several times stronger than you were. So you complied and did exactly like he had predicted, only able to give him a persistent stare.

There was no triumph nor any smugness to be found in his eyes. His observation of you was a mere fact that he knew to be true so why would he be pleased by something he already knew would happen?

"Why am I here, Aizen?"

"Straight to the point as always. You haven't changed one bit."

You didn't know if you had imagined the tiniest hint of fondness in his last sentence. Your ears deceiving you seemed like the more likely option. Learning from the aftermath of Rukia's planned execution had taught you to not believe anything that left his lips. For every word was only another lie. What was your purpose here? Was he planning to get valuable information out of you?

"You're thinking that I took you to find out what Soul Society has been planning in my absence."

Was he reading your mind? Or was it just a logical conclusion to be drawn from your perspective? You were hoping for the latter.

"Believe me when I tell you that I have no such small-minded intentions. What I have is a vision. A vision I intend to fulfill. You are also a part it. That's why I have brought you here."

Those words had you immediately tensing up. Vision? What vision? What was he planning to do? As Aizen stood before you, you realised just how little you actually knew about a man you had served under for years. For him you were an open book. For you he was nothing but an illusion you couldn't grasp. One thing wouldn't change though.

"I'm not going to help you. I don't know what you exactly plan to do with me but I will never participate in whatever it is you're doing."

How dare he to even suggest this to you after everything that he had done? He didn't care about the chaos that had ensued. He didn't care about Momo who had gone into shock ever since he had revealed his true intentions. Aizen didn't care about anything as long as he reached his vision. You could never understand that. You didn't want to either.

It was a small and insignificant outburst yet an outburst that had only served his personal entertainment. Somewhere in the background you could hear someone snickering. Your attention was forced on Aizen when two of his fingers reached under your chin, guiding your head to look up.

“No? I don’t recall offering you a choice.”

Unable to stay still in his display of power, you shook your head and forced him to withdraw his hand. Your dignity was the only thing you had right now and you wouldn't let yourself be belittled or humiliated by him or any of the Arrancar working for him.

"However, you have mistaken my intentions. I do not require your assistance. Your purpose to me is a different one."

Purposefully the answer was formed as vague as it was, leaving your head buzzing with guesses as Aizen turned away from you. Whatever his task had been, he seemed to have finished it for now. You clearly knew that this wouldn't be the last you would see of him. You didn't call after him, didn't ask him to specify what he was planning to do with you. Neither did you want to prolong being around him nor did you want to awake any impression of being desperate.

Your best choice and only choice right now was to comply. Though you had to wonder just how much you might just play into his hands by doing so.

[animeyanderetalker]

Among all fandoms you write for can you list your 10 favorite yandere( if you don't mind can you also write reason why you prefer them 💕😭)

This is a question you would pretty much have to ask me everyday because that is something that so heavily depends on a lot of factors. My mood, what I am watching or rewatching, shorts about a series or character I see on Insta or YouTube and so much more. The list I am giving you now is something that changes daily, maybe even hourly!

Jinx from Arcane

Jinx is my favorite character in Arcane together with Viktor. She has a lot of trauma, attachment issues, hallucinations and is on a very impulsive and chaotic side. Her emotions control her at times to the point where she loses control over herself. That makes for a very complex and interesting character to write about as a Yandere because it is so easy to spin it all around and make her heavily obsessed with the reader in fics. A relationship with Jinx would be heavily co-dependent as she can essentially not trust her own mind due to being haunted by hallucinations and voices which means that she has to rely on you. You are her grasp of reality and without you she is going to slip hard and fast. Jinx is like a bomb who goes off without you around and the result can be dead bodies she didn't even plan to kill. It just happens when she can't discern reality from hallucinations and sees monsters and dead faces everywhere.

Darth Maul from Star Wars: The Clone Wars

As someone currently rewatching all of Star Wars: TCW with one of my good friends, I was heavily reminded of the existence of this glorious man. This series added so much character to Maul who was originally only present for one movie where he didn't speak a single word. Maul is a character who has gone through a lot. This dude was cut in half and survived for 10 years only fueled by hatred. I like myself a villain like him because he is the type of Yandere who would view his darling as a weakness and would genuinely attempt to murder them only to never be able to do so. Maul has never experienced any form of tenderness in his life. He was ripped away from his mother when he was a baby, was raised by Darth Sidious to be a Sith Lord only to be ultimately left to die. That's another trope I enjoy. Of someone who has never known love before slowly mellowing out due to the affection he receives from his darling.

Savage Opress from Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Can't have the younger brother without the older brother there! Some of the tropes that I have already mentioned in Maul's part apply to Savage just as much. What I consider from him to be interesting that on his planet the females reign supreme. When Savage thinks of women, then he thinks of the Nightsisters. For most of his life he has only known violence, humiliation and oppression from women which is why he would be so confused when he is given kindness by his own darling. Differently from Maul who has a whole Hunchback from Notre Dame Frollo meltdown (play the song Hellfire), Savage is much quicker to embrace it all. Still in a possessive manner fitting a Sith but he would be much more gentle with you and extremely protective on top of that. Where Maul avoids affection or always believes that there is a hidden motive, Savage actively leans into it and even demands it.

Levi Ackerman from Attack on Titan

Attack on Titan is over and that saddens me. Especially since newer content has slowed down since then and I even notice that in my inbox. If I compare the amount of requests from this show to when I started and to the interest now, there has been a visible decrease. I consider that to be a shame because as heartless and cruel as that world is, spinning feelings are so easy to happen. Whilst Eren is my favorite character, Levi is currently the one I want to write about a lot. And it frustrates me because I don't recall that there is a single request for him in my inbox. He is genuine husband material, extremely overprotective and shoulders such heavy burdens. This is a man who has seen everyone dying in front of him so as a result of all that trauma he is going to grow exponentially more protective over his own darling.

Yamato from One Piece

It has taken me over a year but I am finally in Wano in One Piece. The arc I have been looking forward to the most. Yamato has already caught my eye from his character design and now that he has been introduced, he hasn't disappointed. I'm still stuck in the arc so I don't know if there is going to be any more that will be revealed about his character and his past. Based on just how much I love the character though I want to write for Yamato a lot. He has a shitty backstory too but differently from the characters I mentioned previously he expresses any potential trauma that he might have in more healthy ways. I definitely believe him to be very delusional though and I have a soft spot for delusional Yandere.

Monkey D. Luffy from One Piece

I'm pretty much just waiting for Luffy to bust out his Gear 5. Later most likely than sooner as I have just recently cracked the 1000 episode milestone. I must admit that I want to mainly know if in that form he would behave any differently than normally in which case my interest might focus specifically on Luffy in his Gear 5 form. Just like Yamato Luffy belongs in the delusional category and that coupled with his normal optimism makes for one very dense Yandere who won't see things as they are. This might sound quite terrible but I have actually found Luffy more interesting to write about ever since Marineford where he witnessed Ace die right in front of him. Apparently I just have a thing for characters with trauma but it makes it just much more easier for me to write about darker moments involving said characters because I can use that trauma as a trigger.

Vinsmoke Sanji from One Piece

Talking about characters with trauma, we have Sanji here! Whole Cake Island has done wonders for him in terms of backstory and deepening his character, especially for me as a writer. I have witnessed a genuine shift in how I perceive him as a Yandere since that arc and I am glad that I published my headcannons about him after I knew him better. Previously I would have just categorised him as jealous and a worshipper but all of that has expanded a lot since that arc. He still has those traits but a thick layer of trauma, insecurities and a lack of seeing his own self-worth has been added since. Sanji is a self-sacrificing Yandere, the type who ignores his own well-being and risks his own life for his darling. He's also an unhealthy perfectionist who needs to do everything just right for you or else he does have a relapse in regards to his own mental health.

Trafalgar D. Water Law from One Piece

This is the last One Piece character, I promise! Law is in a very similar situation as Sanji is. Ever since the timeskip he has received a lot of attention and has gotten his own backstory as well. I have considered Law always interesting as his Devil Fruit and his character as a doctor and captain have all given him certain positions and unique abilities he can use to keep a potentially unwilling darling with him. His backstory has added to his character a lot since then. Differently from the three previous characters though, Law is more subtle with his affection as much as he is with his obsession. Not one for clingy antics or grand acts of service but for that all the more obsessed. As a doctor he knows stuff other people don't and he pays more attention to your anatomy and your body as a result which I can spin to a more creepy obsession. Law's fascination can be very morbid and he is aware of that which makes for an interesting clash of obsession and dignity to write about.

Aizen Sosuke from Bleach

Aizen is control personified. There seems to be nothing that he doesn't know, that he doesn't plan for and that doesn't shake his composure. There is a very good reason why so many people who watch Bleach can't help but root for him and want him in the episode and that is simply because he dominates every scene he is in. If aura is a person then it is Aizen. It's actually disgusting how attractive this man is and the Japanese VA only adds to that more. Having Aizen obsessed with you means that it is over but the wonderful thing is that you won't even notice that until so much later. He is a strategist, he takes his time and he will succeed. There is nothing that will ever help you to escape him as this man ensures that he will always hold the strings. The mindgames he plays are scary as there will be events he plans for years in advance and you won't know about it until he tells you.

Mereoleona Vermillion from Black Clover

Just let me write for this woman please. I love feral Yandere and it is rare to have a woman be as much of a beast as Mereoleona is. As a Yandere with an obsession, this woman will be a lot to handle. She is on fire pretty much all the time and so her obsession is going to be nothing short of an inferno. Whilst someone like Fuegoleon would be responsible enough to control himself and even someone delusional like Leopold would at least hold back somewhat, Mereoleona is the type who just lets herself get consumed. She throws herself into her feelings and that is going to be very intense.

[thevanillerose]

https://www.tumblr.com/electronicwitchcollection/736147769720553472/i-just-read-one-of-the-anonymous-ask-they-say-60?source=share

Him and his human friend maybe🙃🙂

TITAN | YANDERE!AIZEN x TINY!READER | BLEACH

~ WRITING COMMISSIONS ~ ~ PATREON ~ ~ KO-FI ~ ~ NOVELS ~

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything except my own writing. All properties belong to their respective creators. Content Warnings: Yandere / Kidnapping / Giant/Tiny A/N: Request [8/10] for my 100 Followers Celebration!

I did tweak the request to make it a little less Attack on Titan and a little more Arrietty, hope you don’t mind! The idea of a Borrower-sized Reader is pretty cute! Though if the lover is a yandere, isn’t it basically worst case scenario? T^T 

So of course I made him into one…

also isn’t aizen already kind of gigantic as is??? like look at this man he’s built like a wardrobe

Aizen Sōsuke was everything you feared. Everything you ran from. Everything you fought.

And yet, he was everything you couldn’t escape, as you would soon discover.

Las Noches awaited, realm of the Hollows. It had always seemed more myth than reality, a distant danger for someone else to face, but now you found yourself up to the challenge. Entering the rift, you carried with you all the strength of battles past, and Hollows destroyed.

You had to do this. It was your duty, it was everything you had trained for. And hopefully, once Aizen was defeated, you’d see some kind of peace again. 

Light fading, the world around you came back into view, the portal spitting you out into this foreign place. Instantly, a chill enveloped you. An eerie uneasiness.

The corridors of Las Noches were vast and empty, stark and dull and as empty and soulless as the deserted, barren world outside the thick windowless walls. But it was grand, too grand. The distant door at the end of the hallway was as tall as a Tokyo skyscraper.

This…can’t be right.

It soon dawned on you. You were no larger than a doll. 

Somehow, you’d turned tiny entering this place. Nobody had mentioned this would happen, that was for sure.

Shaken, you were unable to move for a time, feeling like your little feet were glued solid to the ground beneath them. The growing rumbling, thudding reverberating through the ground only registered when it was too late. His shadow fell over you before you even realized he was there.

“And what do we have here?” 

His voice was so smooth. Your blood chilled.

When you finally willed yourself to look around and up, you saw the gigantic man crouching lowly over you, his immense form more petrifying than any oversized Hollow you’d ever faced. His lips curved into a smile that made it clear he recognized you.

“A little intruder?”

Aizen. 

You had no time to think before your body acted for you. You darted away from him like a mouse, hoping that as disturbingly flawless as this place appeared to be, you might be able to source some crack or hole in the wall you could escape into. 

But you didn’t make it far. His hand shot out, impossibly fast, his fingers curling gently around your tiny form. You kicked, you squirmed, but it was useless. His grip may not have been intended to harm, but it was firm, unyielding, and it lifted you off the floor fast enough to give you a head rush. 

“Shh,” he murmured, his thumb brushing lightly over your trembling figure once you were level with his face. “You’ll hurt yourself if you keep that up. Consider that a warning.”

You trembled uncontrollably, your chest heaving as you stared up at him, your eyes wide with terror. He tilted his head, studying you like a scientist examining a rare specimen.

“Was it what you expected?” he asked softly, keeping his thumb pressed to your abdomen, in a way that kind of made you flustered even if you wouldn’t readily admit it, “I prepared this curse knowing you were coming.”

He tilted his head slightly, the stray brunette strand that often hung over his brow shifting closer to his eye, “I caught wind you were defeating enemy after enemy, each one more powerful than the last. So I decided, for my own sake, to take precautions…”

Aizen? Admitting you were strong? Maybe even being a little afraid of you? That was…strangely flattering. But it didn’t mean much when you were pint-sized like this.

“Let me go,” you demanded, though your voice wavered, betraying just how afraid you actually were. 

His smile widened, a glint of amusement flickering in his eyes. “Let you go? Oh, little one, I don’t think you understand. You came here of your own volition. I’ve got you right where I want you. Why would I let you leave?”

He rose to his full height, cradling you in one hand as though you were a precious artifact. The motion made your stomach lurch, the sheer scale of him overwhelming in a way that no amount of preparation could have braced you for. It was a bit like the pit you’d get in your stomach when a plane took off. 

He walked through the double doors at the end of the corridor, making his way deeper into the heart of the complex until he had reached his private room. Approaching his desk, he set you down carefully on its plain greyish white surface, his gaze never leaving you.

“You’re mine now,” he said, the words simple but absolute. “No more hiding. No more running. You belong to me.”

You stumbled back beside a stack of black leather-bound books, your legs trembling as you tried to process his words. “I’m not…I’m not yours! I’m not some doll! You can’t just-”

“Oh, but I can,” he interrupted smoothly, his tone unshakable. He leaned closer, his face filling your vision, his sharp hazel eyes zeroed in on you, his breath warm against your skin. Your cheeks reddened unwillingly.

“You’ll come to understand that soon enough.”

He reached out again, his hand lingering in the air as though daring you to move. You backed up with petite, staggering steps, your heart hammering in your chest. When you didn’t try to run, knowing you had nowhere to go save for the plunging edge of the desk, his fingertips closed in. They brushed against your little arm with a gentleness that seemed almost mocking given the sheer power he wielded.

What he could do, if he wanted to.

“Don’t worry,” he said softly. “I’ll take care of you. You won’t need to fend for yourself or fight anymore. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

It didn’t. It sounded like a cage, like the end of everything you had fought so hard to preserve. You came here to kill him and end this nightmare, not to get shrunken and captured. It felt like the ultimate humiliation, and he no doubt knew that. 

Quite content to toy with you, his fingers curled lightly around you once more, pinching your middle and lifting you helplessly into the air.

He held you there, suspended, his gaze growing darker as he studied your every detail. 

“You’ve had my interest for a while, I can admit,” he murmured, his thumb trailing over your side, barely brushing your frame but enough to make you flinch. His words were almost more shocking than the shrinking.

Interested in me?

“So delicate, and so breakable now. For all the strength you’ve gathered, for all the fights you’ve won, in the end…this is all it amounted to.”

Shamed, humiliated, and realizing with dismay that he was right, you lowered your head, staring down at the desk meters below with a blank, bewildered expression. Aizen observed you for a moment, resting his well-carved cheekbone against his knuckle, admiring his little pet.

When he lowered you again, it was only to place you in a small glass enclosure he had pulled from a drawer. It was pristine, minimalistic, with cushions lining the bottom—a mockery of comfort, and clearly prepared in advance for this exact outcome. 

You’d believed you’ve have the upper hand. You’d naïvely assumed he wouldn’t expect you were coming. A one warrior ambush, your last heroic stand. 

So much for that.

You stared up at him as he closed the lid of your prison, his smile still in place.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he said, his tone almost scolding. “This is simply a new way of living. You’ll learn to appreciate it in time.”

Your hands pressed against the glass, your breath fogging it as you stared at him in disbelief. “You can’t do this. You can’t keep me here! I’m a human being!!”

He chuckled, the sound low and resonant. “Oh, little one, I can do anything I like.”

Strong hands gripped the edge of the desk, his shadow swallowing the box and engulfing you like the cloak of night.

“And you’ll find that the more you resist…”

His gaze darkened, practically glowing, as he stared down at his toy-sized prize. Patiently won.

“…the tighter my grip will become.”

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If Looks Could Kill— 06

Yandere! Sosuke Aizen x f! reader

warnings: stabbing, and pregnancy.

It has been well over 6 years since Shinji Hirako and the others have “disappeared”. Sosuke had became the squad 5’s captain after Kisuke Urahara’s incident..

It was snowing in the soul society, the whole soul society seemed to be at peace. It was the kind of snow that would make everything just go silent, serene and almost unreal..

The snow crunching at your feet as you stepped onto it, your nose was red and slightly runny. You tried to heat up your hands by using your breath, but it was really no use.

Why were you out here again?

Oh right, You just wanted to take a walk.. to.. think about certain things.

“I really should have layered more..” You hugged your own body, shivering and shaking from the cold air. The wind was just making it worse, this is probably the coldest the soul society has ever been.

“So cold!”

It has been a while since you’ve been alone, your current life has changed after joining up with Sosuke, you’ve been helping him in any way possible. But now.. you were alone.. with your own thoughts.

It was comforting, everything was quiet, nobody was around, it was only you who was out there in the snow today, everyone thought it was too cold to be out, and they were right.. it is too cold. But you just wanted to take a break from the world.

But quickly enough, your thoughts were interrupted by hearing another person’s footsteps—walking on the snow— you turned your head, expecting to see a random stranger.

Instead, you saw him.

Sosuke Aizen.

Sosuke walked closer to you in a graceful and elegant manner—as always— you stopped your tracks just so he could catch up to you.

“Y/N, I knew I’d find you out here.” He had a calm smile on his face, it seemed like he wasn’t bothered by the cold, not even the slightest bit.

“You did?” You couldn’t say that you were surprised, you knew that Sosuke kept a eye on you.. At first it disturbed you and disturbed your peace being. But eventually, you got used to it and just thought he was being overprotective over you.

He lightly chucked by your expression, as he caught up to you, he unwrapped his scarf that was originally wrapped around his neck.

He waved his hand, wanting you to come closer to him. With elegance, he wrapped his scarf around you.. the scent of his cologne was lingering on his scarf and you could smell it. Your cheeks and and nose were already slightly red from the cold but this only made them redder, it also brought some warmth to your face so you felt better than ever.

“Thank you Sosuke.” You mumbled out while fidgeting with the end of the scarf, he hummed in satisfaction, “It fits you quite well, why don’t you keep it?” He put his hand on your back to get you moving again.

“Can I really? thank you so much dear!”

“You’ve been doing so well for me recently, this is.. the least I can do for right now.” He said as he removed his hand from your back.

“It really is beautiful.”You said as you admired the little snowflakes falling from the sky, it really was beautiful.

“I could say the same thing about you.”Sosuke replies, his voice was soothing and calm. In his eyes, there is nothing as beautiful as you.. there was nothing as pure and loyal like you, you were the only perfect thing in this world.. but he’ll fix that—of course you will still be seen as perfect in his eyes—

The tension between you two seemed to lingering around still, it was hard to ignore. His presence continued to make your heart race, even after spending over a decade together, you still acted like a awkward teenage girl with her little crush.

This man has seen every single part of you, mentally and physically.. so why are you still so anxious around him? Is it because you acknowledge the obsession he has towards you? the unstable love he his towards you? or is it just because he is your lover.. and it’s just a innocent little thing you were so anxious about.

None of it really made sense to you, your own thoughts were just driving you insane.

“You have been quiet recently, have I done something to upset you? Or is it something else.” He stopped his tracks without you noticing, so when you continued to walk he grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you back to him, your face landing on his chest.

“W-What?” You said in confusion since your thoughts blocked his voice out, not hearing what he just asked.

His eyes slightly narrowed, he could feel himself getting rather frustrated towards you. He quickly calmed down, he doesn’t want his sweet lover to see him mad..

“Have I done something to you that upset you?” he repeated with a much sterner tone, he looked deep into your eyes.. no.. your soul.

He looked deeper into your soul, just like last time.. to find something deep within it. Last time he was trying to find anything disloyal to him.. this time he is looking for regret.

And that is what your soul is filled with.

Your throat tightened, you knew exactly what he was doing. You knew that he’d find what he wanted to find deep into your soul, you felt frightened, dizzy and tired..?

“I’m fine.” You lied bluntly, you turned your gaze away from him just so he couldn’t look at your eyes any longer, but you knew that it was too late. He found your true feelings already, was it over?

His smile dropped, you have never lied to him. You’ve always been truthful to him, you never even did those “innocent lies” to him.

“Really? I don’t believe you.” He grabbed your face, squishing your cheeks slightly with his one hand.

His arm snuck up on your waist, pulling you close to him. His touch was usually warm.. but this time it was rather cold. Was it the weather? or was it really him? He wrapped onto your waist as if you were on the edge of a high place, preventing you from falling down.

The whole world seemed to have stopped, even the snow that was falling down, just stopped. His soft and welcoming demeanor seemed to have fallen.

He forced you to lock eyes with him, you could see in his eyes that he was not the same man you met when first meeting him. His eyes.. the way he looked at you with his eyes seemed to make a difference as well.. it made it clear that he no longer saw you as a person completely, he saw you as something that he owns.

Before, he saw you as a mix of both.. but now? You weren’t a person anymore to him.

“Tell me, Darling.” He dangerously whispered, you could see his breath in the cold air as he spoke out. His voice sent shivers down your spine, all you could do is look at him, with a slight hint of fear in your eyes.

“Why do you pull away from me?”

“I’m not pulling away from you.”

His soft laugh only made tense, “Of course you are, You have been pulling away from me these past couple of years, haven’t you noticed? Even now.. you hide away from me.” He pushed his face further to yours.

You tried to step back, you pushed your hands on his chest. Only for him to have a tighter grip on you, preventing you from pulling away.

“I’ve given you so much..” He pecked your lips lightly, with a fake pleading look on his face. “So much and still.. seem to be unsure.”

You understood fully on what he meant, maybe.. if you just say your true feelings to him he’d understand? You wouldn’t have to do such things if you just speak about your own feelings.. maybe he won’t dispose of you.

“I never asked to be apart of your plan.” you whispered, your voice was shaky. You never asked to betray Shinji and the others, you never asked to betray your captain, you never asked for his attention or obsession, you never even thought of Sosuke ever returning his feelings towards you, you just thought you’d always admire Sosuke from afar..

But somehow.. you were lucky enough to have gained his love. And this is his love, take it or leave it.. this is a part of him loving you, so why can’t you just accept it? love comes in various of ways, just fucking accept it already.

“I know, But it doesn’t matter.” His grip on your face loosened up, the air seemed to have gotten more cooler, you could see the snow beginning to fall again, it was swirling around you both. It seemed like.. the air was starting to turn against you.

You felt suffocated.

“I know you understand, that you belong to me, you were born to be loved by me, and nobody else.” His voice was low.

“No..” You tried to protest against it, but it wasn’t enough.

“No? Are you saying that you cannot become the queen of my world then?”

“This just.. isn’t right! I can’t do it!” Tears began streaming down your cheeks, you tried to break free again but his arm was wrapped around your waist just too tight..

“Sosuke.. Y-You’re.. You’re going on a path that I can’t follow! I don’t want to-”

You stopped your words when feeling his zanpakuto going through your chest.

The warmth of your own blood began to spread through your clothes, somehow.. there was no pain behind it. “Sosuke..” You whispered out as you raised your hand, touching the blade.

“I respect your wishes Y/N.. I must say though.. I am very disappointed.” He pushed his blade deeper into your chest, causing you to cough out blood, “I cannot see another woman becoming my queen.. And if you truly do not want to become it. I have to kill you.. no matter how much I want to enforce it upon you.”

“I-I see..” You wanted to scream for help, but you knew that even if anybody came.. it’d be useless because they too would have gotten themselves killed by Sosuke.

“I had a wonderful experience with you.. Y/N.” He lightly smashed his lips against yours once more.. Smiling softly at your face.

He carefully took his blade out of you, making sure not to cause such a mess on the almost pure white snow..

There were droplets of your blood on the snow.

“Goodbye, Y/N.” He whispered before lightly placing you down to the soft snow, leaving your body there. The snow continued to be more and more stained with your blood.

You watched as he walked away, did he regret what he did to you? Were you really going to die right here? You had dreams..

Not only that..

You were carrying his child.

You were going to tell him soon.. but you were afraid on how’d he react because this was certainly not apart of his plan.

When his presence was truly gone, you used the little strength you had within you, unsheathing your zanpakuto.

“Ban..kai.”

You blinked your eyes open, you recognized the place surrounding you. This was..

The domain of your banaki.

The area was mostly covered in water, lotus flowers scattered throughout the domain. The petals of the lotus flowers were all different. In battle they were used for either healing, bombs or smoke.

In your domain, you could walk on the water, you haven’t been in your own domain for a while.. so it shocked you a bit when you were standing on the water.

“I see that you’re finally awake, Lady Y/N.”

That voice..

“Sir Seiren!” You turned around quickly to face the spirit of your zanpakuto.

Seiren was a tall, toned, beautiful man. He had beautiful long black hair, light pink eyes, his voice was soft but deep. He wore a lotus pin in his hair, the lotus pin in his hair matched the lotus hilt on your sword.

“Bout time! You’ve been in my domain for like 9 months! I was worried how you would be giving birth!” Even though Seiren had a sweet and calm demeanor, his personality was quite the opposite..

“9 months?! I’ve been in here for 9 months! wait what do you mean by giving birth?” You realized what he had just said, were you hearing things?

“Yes, giving birth! look at your damn stomach woman!” You looked down quickly, your belly was extremely round.

“How- what-”

You were at a loss for words, how was your child this big? you for sure didn’t get the nutrients for them because you’ve been out for so long. Were they going to be okay?

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve actually been taking care of you ever since you came here. Your child should have the right amount of nutrients, I’m pretty sure they do from the size of your stomach..”

“Okay that last part was unnecessary Sir Seiren!”

After a while, Seiren explained to you everything..

You used your bankai to get yourself into your domain, you for sure knew that Seiren was going to help you.

But as soon as you came into the domain, you went unconscious. Seiren went to his physical form to help you as quickly as possible , he used one of the healing lotuses to help you but.. you never woke up.

He’s your zanpakuto.. so he knew that you were pregnant. So.. he tried to give you as much nutrients as possible. This domain was kind of his own home so, he did what he could and helped you and your child.

He continued to take care of you for the next 9 months, he wasn’t a specialist or anything but he did everything he could do. He didn’t want his master to die just like that, especially when his master is carrying a child.

“What are you going to do now? Lady Y/N.”

You were at a loss for words, you would be giving birth soon. And thanks to Seiren, you were going to have a healthy baby boy or girl. You really don’t know how he did it but he did it.

“Can I stay here until my baby is born?”

“Do what you want, Lady Y/N. You can stay here for as long as you want. I really have no problem but make sure to keep that baby quiet once it starts crying! This place is peaceful.. I don’t need a baby to disturb that!”

“Thank you.. Sir Seiren.”

𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧