#yasutora ‘chad’ sado

[hyperactivecherry]

🙂

BONUS: Have Ichigo and the boys landing in Hueco Mundo grounds after that fight with two arrancars(?) in that bunker(?) they arrived in. ╰(*´︶`*)╯

[justkaktus]

Ginger shenanigans

[handsome-kakigori]

ChadIchi college au

THEY WERE ROOMMATES!!

[gabbyp09]

[zmeitsssa]

gentle giant

[silvadour]

[merbear25]

Omg yay someone did a Chad request!

How about a sfw headcanon request for Sado Yasutora with a fem! girlfriend who is a mega cutie pie

Since he likes cute things and all :)

Hello! Yeah, I like Chad a lot! He's a good character, so thank you for sending this in. I hope you like it. 💜💜

CW: SFW, fem!reader, headcanons, fluff

With a cute girlfriend (Sado)

Your sweet smile was one of the first things that drew him to you. You had the type of kindness that spread to others, which was something he was in dire need of.

The more he got to know you, the more quickly he realized that falling for you was inevitable.

He tried to come by your place as often as he could. Given the fact that he was a bit of a target for danger, he was careful not to subject you to it. 

Because of this, there were weeks when you didn’t see each other. Though he tried to call as frequently as he could, it wasn’t always plausible.

When he finally decided to fill you in on why he would disappear, that tender touch you gave made his heart melt.

Since finding out about his little secret, you were able to fully make the most of your time together. Going shopping, cafe/bookstore dates, and simple walks in the park felt that much more meaningful.

You were sure to wear cute dresses, do your hair nicely, and maybe add a bit of makeup. Seeing you all dolled up got his heart pounding, but since he was a man of few words, he expressed his adoration through action.

Long hugs, cuddling when in private, and hand holding were some of his favorite ways to return your warm compassion.

When you stood close to him, sometimes he couldn’t stop himself from leaning down to place soft kisses on your forehead.

There were times he surprised you with small gifts (usually stuffed animals) that reminded him of you. The only reason he gave was, “It’s cute like you.”

Needless to say, he was devoted to you and held you close to his heart. You were one of the people who first came to mind when he thought about why he kept training.

[thewritetofreespeech]

May I please request headcanons for Ichigo, Uryu, and Chad reacting to their girlfriend going completely nuclear on a group of girls that have been bullying her?

Ichigo

Oh…here we go.

Ichigo just lets it happen. He has sisters and knows that you just have to let them yell when they get like this.

He’d stand up to them for her if he could. But Ichigo doesn’t fight girls (human girls anyway).

Once he thinks they’ve ‘had enough’ he comes in and pulls them away to let them cry alone with him. Making sure that no one ever bothers them again.

Uryu

He’s shocked, to be sure.

They are usually so calm and demure. This was bound to happen, however, as even the nicest people have their breaking point.

Uryuu stays out of it and makes no comment on it after.

They just let it go like it never happened. Resuming their lives as normal, though Uryuu is more on edge about future potential ‘snaps’ coming his way.

Chad

Chad is so chill he doesn’t have any idea that anything is going on until it happens.

He used to be this way, before he calmed down, so it’s a surprise to see it on the other side. Was this how his grandfather felt when he lost it in the past?

Being different, he had been bullied most of his life. So he gets why they lash out.

Chad, literally, carries them away to get out of the situation. They talk about it. Calm down. And Chad makes sure that they are ok and that no one bothers or bullies them anymore at school.

[rukiadriedhisrain]

Ichigo wants to save her. Ichigo went all out for her, and that's enough. That's all the reason I need to put my life on the line for anything.

Happy birthday to Yasutora Sado! 👊 [4.7]

[hyperactivecherry]

LATE HALLOWEEN POST!!

Been meaning to post this here, too. Anyways, Chad dressed up as Spider-Man 2099 for Halloween. Also, fun fact, the outfit is canonically a Dia de los Muertos outfit Miguel uses. So Chad’s probably wearing the suit to remind himself he can celebrate both in time. :)

Here’s the comic panels:

Bonus: Here’s some memes for the fact Chad never got to have a Halloween costume in official art. Let’s hope he gets to spend Halloween with friends, too.

[sleepynoons]

TIME? Whenever you want, darling. I'm always down. PLACE? Anywhere, babe. OCCASION? Do I need a reason to fuck you?

AMARYLLIS – celebrity!au, afab!f!reader x sado yasutora (bleach), nsfw

cw: explicit language, stripping, consensual + nonconsensual filming, exhibitionism, masturbation, toys, implied intercourse, stalking, unhealthy parasocialism + fan behavior, mentions of mental disorders (depression, anxiety), sexual objectification, misogyny

You've decided. It's time to quit. The pressure, the attention, the tabloids, the fans – all of it's becoming too much. At the very least, you need a long, extended break. But life doesn't seem to agree because you get thrown into another dating scandal with the world-renowned boxer, Chad. You've never even talked to this Chad guy! But this dating scandal seems to be a breaking point – for your stalker. Your life's turned upside down, and you fear you're at gunpoint wherever you go. You need to get yourself out of this mess, and please, let this be the end of all of this nonsense.

Chapters –

I. Why Do I Even Bother?

II. to be posted...

III. to be posted...

IV. to be posted...

V. to be posted...

VI. to be posted...

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[raamitsu]

ichigo: (extremely frustrated) is anybody here want to explain why we’re keeping our enemies close right at this moment ???

everyone: uh, we actually got a lot of plans and have been wanting to tell you but you’re just too busy-

ichigo: listen- I can count how many minutes, hours, seconds we have wasted so there’s literally no excuse for leaving me out here uninformed FOR SO LONG??

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Anti-Propaganda is not allowed. Please only give reasons to vote for something and not give reasons to vote against something.

Propaganda

Ichigo/Orihime/Ishida/Chad: In the series, they are the main characters, and they are always together. They are the humans who are constantly dealing with monsters from other worlds, and it’s usually just the 4 of them who deal with this stuff. They care about each other so much. They have experienced so much trauma together that has only strengthened their bond.

David Bowman/Frank Poole/HAL 9000/Monolith: bowman poole and hal spend 18 months in a tiny spaceship hab module together and then a thousand years with the monolith. they have the same daily routine and schedule time to spend together, and they are so comfortable with each other they pick up on each other's subtlest tells, and understand what the others think or if something is wrong without even speaking

they're not the warmest or most expressive people (i mean, one is a computer who doesn't have a face), their love is by showing each other respect, empathy, kindness and understanding

also they merge into one entity inside the monolith

[distinguishedshoeduckdonut]

Bleach TYBW Episode 27: 𝐀

[artistic-fool]

Started Bleach👀

[merbear25]

Innocent fem reader asks to give Sado yasutora a massage after his boxing class? Hopefully this isn’t too specific haha. NSFW fic please!

Hello! It isn't too specific! I can understand the appeal 🤭 I hope you like it 💜💜

Long days of training would leave his entire body aching. Your gentle suggestions to take things easy were always heard but not always implemented. Pushing himself too far was more than a bad habit, but luckily, you were there to help ease his tense body.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, older version of Sado, fem!reader, fluffy smut, established relationship, somewhat sensual massage, teasing, cum shot

Soothing touch (Sado)

Grunts with each force thrown against the punching bag sounded throughout the room. Rattling chains that were hoisting it up were the soundtrack to each training session. Beads of sweat dripped onto the floor as the fluorescent lights buzzed above, which added the chorus. Nothing else but the need to get better, stronger, was on his mind. Each tear in his muscles went untended as the drive to push himself past his own limitations was a goal to which the posts were constantly moving further and further back.

Twinges of pain shot through his forearms, leaving your heart-felt words of concern echoing in his head. He didn’t want to admit that he’d reached his limit, but your pleas for him to take better care of himself made the pain twist into a tinge of guilt. Becoming stronger wasn’t for him; it was for you and everyone else who depended on him. However, his body wasn’t compliant with what he had set out to be.

One final swing at the leather had every bit of this looming sense of failure poured into it. Huffs were faint, trembles of his sore body were subtle, and emotions were running high behind that ever calm expression. If only he could meet his own standards; if only he could be enough.

A fog dispersed around him, making his judgments far too critical and undeservingly harsh. Only your light guided him back home. The comfort in your voice and undying support were a beacon he sought more often than not. His body and mind craved such tenderness after a draining day. Your soothing touch could settle any inner turmoil he’d pushed himself into.

Without a word, he wrapped his arms around you from the back. The nuzzling into the crook of your neck spoke louder than words ever could.

“Let’s get you more comfortable.” You guided him to the bed with a gentle hold of his bruised and bandaged hands. “Sit down, darling.” The sincere smile was a reminder of what he was pushing himself to preserve so desperately.

You sat on your shins behind him, placing your knees on either side of him. A soft gasp passed his lips as your delicate fingers found each knot and tear on his abused body. The soft hums of care that you gave made his heart ache. Such a gentle woman, someone who held herself with such poise and exuded compassion deserved to be protected by the best. He could be that, he knew he could.

“I love how important it is for you to be able to be there for the ones most important to you… but I wish you were kinder to yourself.” Your words hung in the air for a moment before weighing on him.

“I can feel it, how close I am. Can’t quite get there, though.”

Not having the words to ease his mind that you hadn’t already said, you rested your cheek on his shoulder and wrapped your arms around him. Soft breaths against damp skin sent shivers down his spine. Your hands massaged up his forearms and biceps, knowing just where his body craved the attention most. 

“Do you want to lay back?”

He nodded and made himself comfortable. Your hands began working out the kinks in his chest, but the position you were in was making it difficult to do so properly. You could feel heat biting at your cheeks as you sat yourself down on his lap. Even with being in a relationship, there were certain things that still got you flustered. It was endearing and made you all the more precious to him, though.

Rubbing his front, your eyes roamed over him in complete and utter appreciation for the man who constantly strived to give you more than he was physically capable of. Your chest felt heavy with the emotion building within. 

“I love you so very much,” you said barely above a whisper.

He placed his hands on your outer thighs, his thumbs rubbing your soft skin tenderly as he returned your affectionate words.

You leaned down to place a kiss on his lips. Such a soft display of the depth of love held for each other couldn’t have failed to stir another aspect of your connection. His hands moved up your loose-fitting shorts, taking in each curve of your body as his fingers slipped under your panty line. Pushing up for some kind of friction, he couldn’t resist the want to feel more of you. Despite his muscles urging him to take things slow, the desire to take care of you in every way was too tempting.

“Darling, you shouldn’t push yourself,” you gasped as he rutted against your clit.

“Can’t help it, just want… want to be here for you.” The desperation in his voice pulled at your heartstrings. You needed him just as badly but couldn’t bear the thought of him overexerting himself even more than he already had.

As you sat up, you trailed your hands down his chest and abs, being careful to touch those sensitive spots with just enough pressure. “I want to do that for you sometimes too. Let me be here for you tonight.”

Tugging his shorts down, seeing his full erection never ceased to lure a fluttering sensation from you. Pushing your panties to the side, your slick folds nestled around his length. Gentle, soft, whimpering sounds left you as you grinded against him. His hands tightened their grip on your thighs and subtle grunts caught in his throat.

Grunts and groans transformed into choked moans as you rode him. Your wet arousal was coating him entirely: cock, balls, and hips. The sensation of you drenching him in your own want for him was driving him insane, but he fought back the urge to take you. Letting you take care of him the way you wanted had his chest tightening with a type of adoration that was incomprehensible.

Heat building between you, pants soaked in euphoria, and your lust reaching a fever pitch sent you both into a tailspin of utter bliss. Your sweet cries of climax coaxed his own. Shots of cum covered his stomach while his body tensed.

Huffing and panting, you brushed his bangs out of his face and cupped his cheek. When you leaned back down to steal another kiss, he held you closely. His strong arms that could bring down entire buildings were careful to treat you with the utmost sensitivity.

“You’re always there for me,” you murmured against your kiss. “I’ve never once doubted you.”

A long sigh left him as he kept you close to him. This qualm was something he’d always battled with, but hearing you say that allowed the feeling of the trust and comfort you found in his arms to chip away at it.