#yumichika x reader

[miidnlght]

Shinji, Mayuri, Yumichika and Askin with a stylish s/o cuz they're literally the fashion divas 𖩩᰷્𐫅 𓇼⃟᭄ ࣪ ֪⭒ֺ ࣭

Shinji Hirako

He'll be so in love with you, always takes pics either of the both of you together or only you mostly you. If you wear anything remotely similar to the 90s-00s he will have heart eyes the whole time he even glances at you. Definitely pays attention to accessories like jewelry and nails. Takes care of your hair by brushing it and trimming it. Has told you multiple times he likes your haircut. I like your cut g sorry I had to Wants to have matching tongue piercings with you. Likes when you wear a dress or a skirt but with pants under in a stylish way yk. Will tease you by saying "ohh look who dressed up for me" or just bad pick up lines. Never misses the chance to show you off.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

This man will admire you from afar, actually he'll stare at you if you're right next to him too he has no shame, if you ask him about that he'll just say smth like "eyes are for staring, aren't they?" Takes inspiration from your fits. He'll ask you to match just like how he matches with Nemu, if u accept he'll be over the roof happy and will be so proud he got you to matchy matchy with him, won't show it tho he'll mask it by saying "it was about time someone taught you how to dress" he's so mean and if you decline he'll just give you a "tch" and silently sulk in the background while typing away in a computer, won't press much on it since he still looks forward to what you'll sort out to wear from your own creativity. Also likes when you wear a skirt w pants.

Yumichika Ayasegawa

Of course he has to call you beautiful. Loves your aesthetic, you literally get prettier everyday to him. Goes through your closet and picks out clothes for you, always smug with what he picked out and when you wear it, esp out in public. Looks forward on fancy occasions so you can wear something classy and elegant. Flower or floral patterns get him goingg, don't get me started on sundresses. Likes how you don't wear overly revealing clothing, just like him, since beauty isn't all about that. Bonus if you have a signature scent. Lowkey steals your skincare routine and if you don't have one his jaw will dropp and he's suddenly complementing life asking how your skin is so clear and beautiful.

Askin Nakk le Vaar

Since he values style and presentation esp on women, you could say he fell in love with you at first sight. Nods in approval when you pass by as if admiring an art piece. Sharing clothes!! switches something possessive in him, also just wants an excuse to wear the baggy clothes you own that also fit him. Admires your form when you wear tight clothes, legit can't take his eyes of you. Lovess how you pay attention to detail and how you carry yourself. Your whole vibe just pulls him in. Wear an off shoulder top with a subtle necklace and hair up in a messy but cute bun and he'll be all over you. He often wears glasses and when he does he just stops you and takes them off, putting them on you, then quietly observing how they go with the outfit your wearing then wink and go to what he was previously doing.

[teamatsumu]

What if the Seireitei had a Human Resources Department? And what if you were in charge?

Summary: With the kind of antics these shinigami get up to every day, it was only a matter of time before the higher ups felt the need to create an HR Department to deal with the day to day messes. Here’s a little drabble about how it all started

Word Count: 2,062

Warnings: swearing, bad humor, mentions of violence

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Sometimes it was hard to believe that the gods didn't have it out for you. Especially when you ended up in situations like this against your will and through no fault of your own.

The corridor was completely silent despite the amount of people that it held. It’s almost like everyone knew how fucked they were, and they were praying with every fiber in their bodies that somehow, they would not get killed at the hands of the Captain Commander today.

You stared at the large “1” written on the wooden doors in front of you, hands clasped so tightly in your lap that your knuckles turned white. Your heart was beating so hard it almost hurt your ribcage. Next to you on the bench, Ikkaku shuffled, and you resisted the urge to deck him across the face. He was injured enough as it was. And frankly, no punch you could land on him would do any good. You had zero hurting power in your body.

Once again, you wondered which otherworldly spirit you had pissed off to get where you were.

Squad 4 was supposed to be a safe choice. You had asked to be put in it for a reason when you graduated. Far, far away from the fighting and pain. No conflict. Just helping people, healing injuries and staying inside where there were no battles. You would take any amount of scut work over whatever the hell those other divisions got up to. And you were good at your job. You handled medical emergencies well, you were a boss at getting through paperwork. Lieutenant Isane would cry tears of joy at the sight of you almost daily since you were singlehandedly keeping the admin side of the division afloat on your own.

So why did it have to come to this?

After what seemed like an eternity, the wooden door cracked open with a deafening sound and a head poked through it. The Shinigami’s eyes scanned the crowd outside until they fell on you. You felt your throat knot. He gestured for you to come to him before disappearing behind the door again.

You stood up on shaky legs, deliberately trying not to look at everyone around you who was now staring at you with pity in their eyes, no doubt. You unintentionally caught eyes with Captain Kuchiki, a calm slate gray that seemed to settle your nerves just a bit. He gave you an almost imperceptible nod, and some strength returned to your legs. You were grateful he was there, despite him not having any involvement in the situation.

Well, it was his Lieutenant on the line so maybe some involvement.

The Shinigami led you down a long hallway silently, your almost numb legs following behind. You felt like a baby deer with how unsteady you were. What were baby deers called again? Foals? You had no clue. Your mind was fried at this point. You tried to send a short prayer to the gods above, but then you remembered they were the ones who put you here in the first place so maybe praying to them wouldn’t be too good of an idea.

The Captain Commander certainly had an air about him. The table he sat behind in his office made him look grand. The office was almost like a balcony, overlooking a magnificent view of the Seireitei that you would have loved to admire under less precarious circumstances. You kept your eyes on the desk he was seated at, bowing low and standing straight as a rod until the Shinigami who brought you there had shut the door behind him with a click that echoed in your very soul. Then, it was silent.

Yamamoto Genryuusai was looking at you with a hard stare. You felt the horrifyingly embarrassing urge to burst into tears.

“Explain.” He said.

What came next was the worst word vomit known to mankind.

It had started two days ago, as festivities for New Years were just beginning to unravel. You had been on night duty, a post you wouldn't wish on anyone. Holidays almost always ended up with someone landing in the Squad 4 barracks with injuries. A bunch of drunk soldiers with weapons and the ability to fight felt like a disaster waiting to happen. But what happened next was ten times worse than what anyone was anticipating.

The fight was pretty standard. Some drunk Squad 3 member had thought it would be a good idea to taunt Squad 11 members by calling them brainless idiots who only knew how to swing a sword. It was a fist fight that escalated when Yumichika and Ikkaku stepped in. Somewhere in the commotion, someone had broken a bottle of sake on Yumichika’s face.

This, of course, caused a complete meltdown on Yumichika’s part, who could feel the cuts on his face that would potentially leave scars. He lost his shit and proceeded to beat the crap out of everyone around him. A very, very drunk Ikkaku and accompanying Renji thought that was the best solution in their alcohol-addled minds. The rest was history.

What had landed into Squad 4 was over 20 extremely injured Shinigami, a flurry of broken limbs and blood. The biggest issue was that this had involved a Lieutenant and two seated officers. Once Captain Unohana got wind of it, it was all over. This kind of violence wouldn't fly under the strict Captain’s nose, and she had reported the whole matter to the Captain Commander. That immediately put Captain Zaraki and Captain Kuchiki’s asses on the line since it was their officers involved, and since you had been the attending who received every case in Squad 4, you were asked to report to the Captain Commander for a full explanation on the matter the following morning.

That morning, extremely hungover Ikkaku and Yumichika had shown up at your barracks, pleading with you to save them. Apparently their Captains had been furious, and both of them were being considered for a major demotion. And Renji? Lord, Captain Kuchiki would make sure Renji never saw the light of day again.

While you made them tea to try and stave off their headaches, Yumichika had given you an honest recounting of the whole situation, and it made your heart soften. They really had just been there to break apart a fight before Yumichika’s face got involved. And as you looked at his bandaged face, knowing full well the extent of the damage underneath, (you had been the one to heal him after all) you felt your heart swell in pity.

So you had agreed to the impossible task of trying to make them appear like the victims in this situation. In front of the fucking Captain Commander. What were you thinking? Curse your empathy and curse the fact that you had somehow befriended these people.

“So according to you, Fifth seat Ayasegawa was there to break up the fight?” Captain Commander Yamamoto’s voice was grumbly and low.

You nodded. A drop of sweat rolled down the side of your face and you were breathing hard. You twisted your fingers behind your back, jaw locked so tight it made your teeth hurt.

“You realize he was singlehandedly responsible for incapacitating 11 out of the 20 injured men?”

You closed your eyes. Fucking Yumichika. That fucker.

“He only responded to an extremely hateful and violent attack on himself, sir. He was not the instigator. As the healer who received him in Squad 4 barracks, I can guarantee that his condition was horrifying.”

“So you agree with his decision to retaliate the way he did?”

You shook your head immediately. “No, sir. I do not agree with it, but in the uh, inebriated state everyone was in at the time, including the sight of his comrades injured and charged comments against his Squad, I can understand why he acted the way he did.”

The Captain Commander appraised you under a weighted stare which made you gulp heavily.

“You have an admirable track record, Sixth Seat Y/L/N.”

What? You blinked, not knowing how to respond. He knew about you. Well, of fucking course he did. He couldn't have summoned you here with no knowledge of who you were. But being referred to by him unnerved you.

“Your account for the event of New Years Eve is very diplomatic.” He continued. “If I go off on what you have told me, I am left with no one to blame this whole situation on. It seems this will just be written off as an unfortunate accident.”

You nearly bawled.

The Captain General closed the file in front of him, leaning back and placing his chin on his bony knuckles. His eyes fell shut, yet you felt he was closely watching your every move.

“You may leave. And inform everyone that they will receive a written warning for their involvement. You will receive a letter too, but of a different nature.”

You nodded and bowed instantly, turning around to walk out of the office. When the door shut behind you, you choked on a gasp and keeled forward, resting your hands on shaky knees. Fuck. Fuck. That was so intense you could cry. You would cry, actually. The tears were coming on. You sniffled.

Someone cleared their throat and your head shot up, looking at the Shinigami who had led you here. He gave you a look that told you he knew how you felt, before gesturing you to follow him out.

On numb, trembling legs, you walked out of the Squad 1 barracks, immediately being greeted by all the parties in question. Ikkaku,Yumichika and Renji crowded you, looking at you with hopeful eyes. You looked at the half bandaged and swollen faces in front of you and felt the horrifying urge to laugh.

“You all will get an official warning. No lasting consequences.” You managed to choke out.

The air that lifted at your words left behind an atmosphere so light it nearly made you collapse, you swayed a little as you sat down on the bench, watching Renji collapse in relief while Yumichika slumped into a wooden pillar. Ikkaku was looking up at the sky like he had just received redemption from the gods themselves. You held back more laughter.

Captain Zaraki let out a heavy sigh and stretched, patting you on the head with a heavy hand in his show of thanks before shuffling off, hands deep in his pockets. Captain Kuchiki sat next to you on the bench smoothly, staring at his Lieutenant with disdain.

“I must thank you.” He said, not looking at you. “I was convinced this would end poorly. You have surprised me, Sixth Seat Y/L/N. And I assume you surprised the Captain General too. I have not known him to be lenient in the years I have worked in the Gotei 13.”

You stared at the Captain as he got up once again, each move as pristine as the last. He walked over to Renji and let out a pained breath at the sight of his Lieutenant.

“Stand, Renji. You will still face the punishment I have set for you.” He stated simply before turning to walk away.

“Yes, Captain.” Renji’s voice was small and muffled. The corner of your lip twitched.

Yumichika sidled over to where you sat, tears in his one visible eye.

“I love you.” He breathed, making you snort.

“I want you to stay as far away from me as possible from now on.” You stood up, feeling better now after seeing the relief your friends felt. You were of course, being dramatic. But you were sincerely so drained you wouldn’t mind sleeping for a week.

And sleep you did. In fact, you had completely forgotten the Captain General’s words until the next morning, when a Shinigami showed up at your barracks with a letter in his hand. You stared at it in confusion until you saw the name of the addressor on the envelope. Your eyes widened and your heart fell out of your ass as you remembered the words.

“You will receive a letter too, but of a different nature.”

With trembling fingers, you tore through the paper, frantic eyes trying to make sense of what you were reading. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“What the fuck is a Human Resources Department?”

A/N: Should i make this into a series? Im contemplating it. Pls let me know!

[byakuyacoochie]

Finding your Gigai in their bed- Bleach x Reader

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Yumichika Ayasegawa (Bleach)- Oneshot

You weren't certain how it happened.

Truly.

Ichigo warned you that he had some crazy friends. Usually you just pretended that they weren't there. With two jobs, you really didn't have the energy to be worrying about crazies in old fashioned robes.

That's why you tried your best to get rid of him. But he just kept coming back.

Like a parasite.

"If you'd like I can give you some tips. Your hair is a mess."

An irk mark appeared on your forehead at the few of many insults that this annoying reaper had directed at you.

"IF I'M SUCH A MESS YOU COULD JUST STOP COMING YOU CRAZY REAPER!!"

Screaming in the middle of the street at a man only you could see probably wasn't doing you any favors. You huff, storming off.

"I'm just trying to help."

He jumped down from his once elevated position, landing right beside you as he walked in step.

"Why are you here anyway? Aren't you reapers supposed to be guards or something? You're pretty casual for someone on a mission." You grumble.

"Things have quieted down since the war. Our head captain just wants to make sure it stays that way."

You nod.

The war.

It's crazy how casual they always speak about those things. While you could see spirits, your fighting ability wasn't anything to brag about. Surely not to be of any use in a war. A part of you felt it. When the war started. You hadn't seen Yumichika or Ikkaku for a while. When they finally popped up to freeload in your home, you acted pissed, but truthfully you were relieved. Because you knew lives were lost.

"Is it scary, fighting all the time?"

That question was presented a bit quietly and Yumichika glanced at you. He could see your hesitance to even propose the question. Sometimes he needed to remind himself that you weren't a fighter like them.

"War is war. Fear is just a reaction to the unknown. I'm not sure if there's a word I can use to truly describe it."

The very serious response was not what you expected.

"However beautiful beings like me don't have to worry about such things."

He then persisted to pose in which you just walked away.

"Hey wait up!!"

Yep, that's how a lot of your encounters went. As agitating as he was at times, you enjoyed his company. You also appreciated him checking in on you every now and then.

"Geez, I'm exhausted."

You dropped onto the couch, not even kicking off your shoes. Yumichika smiled.

"Did you overdo it today? Your wrinkles seem more visible than usual."

"Don't make me end you."

Yumichika laughed nervously at the threat, and you just sighed, lifting your hand as you stared at it.

"Things like beauty, it isn't made for people like me. Just the thought of all that cutesy stuff is exhausting."

Although you say that, you haven't completely banished the prospect of dressing up and going on dates. It was just hard. Most guys wanted a girl to dress up and act a certain way. You did like dressing up every once in a while, but you couldn't see yourself changing your entire wardrobe just to appeal to a guy. You liked baggy clothes and cool sneakers.

Yumichika's eyes are trained on your form.

"Is there a human that you're interested in that you would be willing to do that for?"

You fully expect him to be wearing some kind of mocking expression or follow that up with another poke at your attire, but when you move your hand, that's not what you read at all. Your cheeks tint red at how intensely he's looking at you. It's not often that he's stoic.

You jump upright, bashful.

"What the hell are you talking about! A-As if I would be!"

You don't know why you're getting so defensive. It's not like he accused you of anything. You rise, heading for the kitchen.

"I-I'm going to make food!!"

Marching off stiffly, Yumichika watches you with a small smile.

He'll admit that your meeting wasn't exactly under the best circumstances.

He'd been in Karakura to help up with the increase of hollow activity. 

Back when Aizen was still gathering his army. Ikkaku and Matsumoto had taken one section and he'd planned to cover the next.

"Yumichika!"

Ichigo's call pulled his focus and he was stunned to see Ichigo carrying a woman in his arms.

"She's hurt, I need you to get her back to Urahara-san."

Yumichika didn't need much more instruction. From the worried look, this was clearly someone Ichigo knew. He handed you over, but your hand gripped Ichigo's robes and they both froze.

"I-Ichigo.."

For a moment they both took notice of the fear in your eyes. Ichigo offered the best smile he could muster.

"I'll be fine."

You were hesitant, but you finally released him. He gave one last reassuring look before he disappeared. Yumichika didn't waste any time. He took off himself, glancing down to ensure you were still conscious. Your eyes seemed distant. Your body was covered in bruises. What he could assume was a hollow attack.

"Please..promise me that you'll look after Ichigo. H-He's all I have left.."

Your words were solemn, and Yumichika was the last one to make such a promise. But watching you so helpless, it did something to him.

"I have his back."

At the time, that seemed like the right thing.

It helped you.

When Yumichika got closer to you, it was mostly as a source of entertainment. You were around all the time it seemed and you always had the best reactions whenever he flaunted his beauty. The more he saw you, the more he felt protective. The frequent trips to Karakura were welcomed whenever they had a mission. He was able to do his job and see you. The longer he was around, the more he learned.

Like your relationship with Ichigo.

What he initially assumed as romantic love was just a brotherly bond you'd formed when he saved you from a river as a kid. 

A detail he felt comforted that you openly told him.

"How come you always drop by just to piss me off."

You looked angry, and Yumichika had to admit it was cute. He'd never tell you, but sometimes he just loved to jab to get a reaction.

"I was merely saying you may never get to my standard of beauty, but you're still exceptional in your own way."

"Why does that sound like a compliment and an insult all wrapped in one!!" You fire back.

Yumichika laughed from his position on the roof and you just folded your arms, turning your head in the opposite direction. Nights like this were nice to just sit and watch the stars.

Considering that Yumichika could literally fly, you knew such a view wasn't anything extraordinary to him. It was still nice that he decided to entertain you.

"If I'm so beneath your level then why waste your time."

It was just an angry little ramble, but Yumichika turned. He could tell that you weren't truly upset. But he realized then that you may not actually know how he sees you.

"If I really thought you weren't worth my time I wouldn't even look at you."

The statement makes you turn, and you swallow. Because he's wearing that expression again. Soft and a bit paralyzing in a fluffy sort of way.

"I've made it a rule of mine never to look upon ugly things. What I see before me is quite beautiful."

Your eyes widen at those words. The heat crawls up your cheeks before you can stop it.

"Y-You're just messing with me again!" You point at him accusingly.

He smiles, and it does something to you. When he moves closer, he takes hold of your hand, and it lowers slowly into your lap. 

You're in awe.

"Not so feisty anymore, are you?"

The confident smile on his face is disarming. Especially with the lack of space. You clench your hand into your lap.

"W-What are you doing Yumichika.."

It's almost a whisper. It's when his hand cups your cheek that you feel your heart hammer.

"I thought I was clear, I'm claiming something very beautiful."

His lips descend on your own and you clench your eyes shut. You can't believe you let someone like Yumichika mess with you. Much less kiss you. Although you can't deny that it feels really good. His lips feel so soft, and you've never realized just how good he smells. You feel his hand shift from your lap, sliding over your waist as he pulls you closer. Your blush darkens and he deepens the kiss. At this point you're just barely able to think, much less do much but reciprocate shyly. When his tongue brushes against our own, you pull away with a gasp, covering your lips.

Yumichika licks his own lips.

"W-What was that!"

"That was a kiss, would you like another?"

"N-No you sneaky pervert!!"

In all honesty, you're not sure your brain will be able to function properly if he kisses you again. Your protests are merely to save face. 

This is embarrassing to say the least.

You don't expect it when he picks you up. Letting out a soft squeak, you grip at his robes.

"What the heck are you doing!!"

"I already told you."

He says nothing more, just flash steps into the house.

"W-Wait I'm not prepared!! K-KYA!!!"

It looks like you never had anything to worry about.

[yumichikasballsak]

BLEACH SMUT: YUMICHIKA EDITION

Yumichika Ayasegawa x Female reader

This took me quite some time LOL, please leave tips and suggestions as this is only my second fic!

After breaking up with your ex, the bar had been your home past weekends. This weekend, you only had one particular guy in your mind: Yumichika. While his friend had been trying to win you over these times, Yumichika was always sitting at a table where it was less crowded, often with other members of the 11th devision. He caught your eye, as he had such a unusual, but very appealing, look with one dark braid hanging on the right side of his face. Tonight, you decided to make your move on him.

NSFW will start below this pretty image <3

Yumichika kinda seemed out of place sitting there, next to all the other members of the 11th devision. They look so rough and overpowering, while Yumichika had a softer look to him. It intrigued you. You had been giving him some glances during the night, and you, ignoring his friend Ikkaku this night, went over to sit at the empty spot that had formed next to Yumichika.

A nice little chit chat formed between the two of you, some of his friends joining the conversation. The alcohol that you had drunk this night started wearing of after some time. Not wanting to loose the exciting feeling of being tipsy, you figured to ask Yumichika if he had some sake left in the big bottle that had been on his lap.

Glancing over to his thighs, it seemed that the sake had been completely consumed, as there was only an empty bottle left, that had been almost half full when you sat down to him.

It looked like he downed the rest of the sake all by himself… Not expecting this from such a man, you asked a now clearly drunk Yumichika 'do you always drink this much? you don't seem to be the type to down a whole bottle of sake in one sitting..'

Being kind of startled at this question, as it must have meant that you had been glancing at his thighs for sime time now, Yumichika told you that it was half empty before he got his hands on it, not being able to think of a better answer…

Smiling at you softly, you noticed how pretty he looked in this setting, face flushed from the alcohol and his hair being a bit messy, going perfectly with his bright eyes and orange clothing.

Now having a flushed face yourself, you looked away, giggling softly, as you drunkenly asked if he wanted to get a drink with you, him happily accepting this offer, even though the both of you had had enough sake this night.

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The bar slowly started becoming less crowded, Yumichika bluntly asked if you wanted to go home with him, all while stumbling over his words massively. Of course, you happily agreed, as this was your main objective of the night.

As you walked out of the bar to with Yumichika, Ikkaku shouted after you, 'after all of my efforts youre going home with HIM? ' Curious about how you were going to spend the next night out, you answered 'maybe next time I'll go with you, Ikkaku' giving him a smirk. Yumichika looked you up and down and tried to win you over arguing with Ikkaku 'I'll prove to her tonight that I'm a better match wink'

Just now realizing what you just said, you were curious as to how they both got intimate. Maybe next time you would really go home with Ikkaku. Realising that all of the alcohol had you fabricating all kinds of exciting thoughts about both Yumichika AND Ikkaku, you were considering to give them both a chance, at once… ;)

But this image was swiftly taken away from your mind as Yumichika softly dragged you down the alleyway, maybe next time, you thought. Both of you could not walk one bit straight after all of the consumed alcohol. As he was fumbeling with his keys to unlock the door after a long walk home, you slid down to the ground at the adjacent wall.

After the door was finally unlocked, Yumichika told you to come inside. Being drunk, standing up on your own wasn't going to happen. You giggled and asked Yumichika to please help you get up and go inside, being a bit embarrassed, resulting your face colouring a soft red like a strawberry..

He slowly crouched down to your face and softly rubbed his right thumb across your lips, before leaning over to your right ear and whispering:

'you need to come inside with me now pretty girl, I am going to make you feel so good tonight and give you what you deserve' followed by a little kiss on your cheeck and a big smile

Swearing that was the most lewd thing you had ever heard, you grabbed his delicate hands and stumbled back on your feet, face becoming more red by the second. After kicking out the pairs of shoes swiftly, Yumichika grabbed your waist with his left arm, right hand falling on your cheeck, caressing it softly.

Looking up at him with a flustered face and, you saw how beautiful he is with that spark in his eyes, in this dark lighting. You couldnt wait to put your hands on him. Grabbing both sides of his face with your hands, you brought your lips towards each other.

As a messy, drunken, passionate kiss formed between you, the two of you slowly started undressing each other while walking to the bedroom. A sweet moan escaped the kiss, now fully engulfing both of your bodies.

Breaking the kiss after a few smooches, Yumichika pulled away a little to comfortably untie your sash and to take of your remaing trousers. You looked down at him and noticed how he had a surprisingly muscular frame under the neatly picked clothing, skinny but muscular. Your eyes fell on his smooth chest that was rising along with his heavy breaths.

Interrupting you from the stare, he put his finger under your chin to lift up your face, and started kissing your neck oh so softly. Yumichika was so delicate, so soft, you had never felt such nice and soft lips on your skin before. carefully contuininging down a path to your breasts, you grabbed onto his dark braid, swining it away, giggling a bit. Yumi looked up to you and asked if you were sure, you nodding in reassurance.

He took your right breast in his mouth, left one in his hand. His free hand was roaming the right side of your body, admiring how your waist transitioned into your curves, all while slowly teasing your now hardened nipple. He traced his tongue from your waist all the way to your clothed cunt.

He then took your panties of with his teeth, all while looking up to you. You looked back at him in awe, having such a pretty man smiling against your panties was just from another universe, such an erotic sight.

Yumichika slowly traced his finger along your folds, keeping his gaze fixed onto you. Massasing his hair, you guided his face to your aching clit. He gave a few kitten licks down your folds while locating it. Softly flattening his tongue, Yumichika's full attention was now at your most sensitive bud. He noticed just how much you where dripping from beneath:

'hmm you're so wet y/n and I've barely even started'

Bucking your hips after shuddering from his comment, you started grinding you cunt in his face, firmly against his tongue. Grabbing your hips tightly, Yumichika pulled you down a bit and stuck his tongue deep inside of your hole. His tongue vigorously moved up and down your cunt, savouring your insides.

Bringing the attention of his tongue back ot your clit, he slowly inserted two fingers into you. Perfectly balancing the act of finger-fucking you and licking your folds, you looked down at him to get a glance of this skilled act.

You kept giggling through the loud moaning and asked him to come up, as you probably where too intoxicated and distracted for being able to cum today. He came up, only wearing his underwear and you were fully naked. Yumi firmly pressed his lips against yours. You deepened the kiss by pushing your tongue between his lips swiflty, him happily accepting the invitation. After kissing each other passionately, throwing your body at him, grinding on his tongue, it was time to spoil Yumichika.

While Yumichika is definitely a pleaser and teaser, he thinks he deserves some love himself two, who could resist pleaseing such an attractive man?

While still standing, you slid down slowly and started kissing his thighs next to his hardened cock, which you could see through his underwear. You could tell thats he really enjoyed the view, giving you small praises along the way. leaving a trail of kisses up his underwear, you slowly took it of for it to reveal a throbbing cock that was clearly twitching and leaking a drop of precum.

Fisting his member with your right hand, you took your free hand to kindly swipe along his upper thighs to his waist area, making him shudder. You kept it there, slowly carressing the area as you took his now aching cock into your warm mouth. A deep breath came from above as you fisted him while taking him in comfortably.

Not wanting to come prematurely, as Yumichika had been riled up the whole night, he patted the top of your head and pulled you away from his cock, up to his face. Getting the hind, you then put him on the bed softly, got on top of him, and started grinding your pussy on his member. He intensly stared at your hips and waist, man he must have some kind of addiction to your waist, as you slowly grinded on top of him.

Soft moans escaped form the both of you as you kept rolling your hips over his, hands now gripping your waist for some support. You bit your lip after getting a good look of Yumichika's face, eyes closed, cheecks flushed and mouth parted slightly.

Then, he opened his eyes. 'do you think you are you ready to take it in?' he asked you. After giving him a glance and nodding yes, he flipped you over on the bed, now being on top of you. He fisted his hard cock a couple times, moaning softly, before lining it up with your entrance.

Your mouth was watering, and his was too. It was such a drunken, erotic sight. You pulled Yumichika in for a brief kiss, and help him align himself to you. Admit it, it didnt go that smooth at first, as you were both still very intoxicated and had yet to fully discover each other's bodies.

Then, in one swift move he was fully in you. He let out a deep breath, a moan coming from you as he started rolling into you.

'I know I promised you alot y/n, but I don't know how long I'm going to last in your tight pussy if I'm being honest'

not fully taking his statement in, you softly giggled and pulled him in, giving him a kiss on the forehead, putting it to yours to get a good look of him. He smiled at you through the lewd expression on his face, barely being able to contain himself.

And youre not being able to contain yourself either. As he kept rolling into you at an increasing pace, you turned into a moaning mess. Desperately trying to keep a good look at him, you noticed his face turning down to take a good look at how your hole was taking him in, your stare followed.

'you're taking it like su-uch a good girll'

he said while stumbling over his words, as he was now intoxicated by alcohol and lust. He grabbed both your legs and put them together, seating himself on his knees.

'Yumichika…' you moaned, as you noticed the shift of your body. Knowning that he wasn't going to last much longer, he figured switching things up for a bit would distract him. Slowly thrusting into you, load moans coming from the both of you, drunken with lust.

Fastening the pace, Yumichika started pounding into you while massaging your legs and leaving kisses on them where he could.

With half-lidded eyes, you notiched how his face turned into an even more lewd expression, eyebrows curling up together, face completely flushed, mouth wide open, as he felt the intense pressure building up at the base of his cock.

He put your legs down on the bed and hunched himself over your body, pressing his forehead onto yours. You felt his warm breath falling onto your face as he was breathing heavily, on the brink of an explosion of pleasure.

He started stroking himself as he unloaded white ribbons along your stomach, while you caressed his thigh and face, taking in a full sight of him cumming onto you. Yumichika let out a couple of drunken, loud moans and fell down next to you on the bed, coming down from his high.

Giving you a deep, heavy kiss. Fully being consumed by the erotic sight, he just layed back and admired you looking prettier than ever. Yumichika got up from the bed shakingly and grabbed a towel to clean you up.

Following some sweet words being said to each other, you nuzzled up into his arms, barely functioning, and fell asleep swiftly with his hands caressing your hair.

<3

[hollowfyshunsuikubo]

The Swans Grace

I adore breaking my own heart SO here's my first foray back into the Tumblr fanfiction scene. I'm rewatching bleach and Yumichika in episode 28 and 27 has really got me going thru something.

Contains: angst, literal tears, swearing

Themes: Soulmate AU

Pairing: Yumichika Ayesegawa x GN!Reader

Word Count: 2.8K

Beta read?: No

What was beauty? It was the material face, the slide of an eyeliner brush against your eyelids, the careful picking of the right accessories to go with the days outfit. It was the way you smelled, the way you spoke, the way you looked in the eyes of others.

Yumichika was beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful thing in the Soul Society. He took great pains to look as good as he does, and he takes great pride in it. His lashes, perfect. His skin, divine. His very presence is a blessing to be in. He knows it too. The way he walks, the way he swings his Zanpakuto, shows how he knows he is the personification of beauty itself.

Yet there is a hole within him. It aches, poisons, leaves him empty. It's the only thing that ruins his perfection. He is without his soulmate. He longs for them, he wants to hold them in his arms and wake up beside them in the mornings. He wants to take them on lavish trips to the mortal realm to go shopping, to go through his long morning routine with someone by his side. He aches for his other half. Yet he has not met them yet. His little string, that red string that would wind about his finger and connect him to his soulmate, has not appeared. He can't even focus on training. He lowers his Zanpakuto and huffy, turning his head away. Ikkaku scowls and storms over.

"Focus! What's wrong with you huh?" Ikkakua gets a little too close for comfort, causing Yumichika to take a step back, then finally turn away. The black haired man sighs again and sheaths his Zanpakuto, causing Ikkaku to grit his teeth.

"Oh it's nothing, my friend. I don't think I applied my foundation right today and it's been… bothering me." He waved his hand behind him as he started to walk home. Training everyday, all day, is no good for him, even as a 5th Seat. He sweats too much, and sweat equals smell, and the kind of smell sweat brings is not something he likes at all. Ikkaku fumes as he's left behind, but lets it go. He knows something is up with his best friend, but if Yumichika isn't ready to talk about it he won't push.

Yumichika walks home, alone, his fingers gently caressing the handle of his Zanpakuto. It's his one source of comfort. Without his soulmate, he relies on his trusted Zanpakuto. He can't confess to Ikkaku, who doesn't feel the hole within him as much as Yumichika does. He doesn't feel how it eats away at him at night, cutting into his beauty sleep as his heart aches and aches. He doesn't hold back tears that would ruin his skincare routine as he looks in the mirror, hoping a smiling face would come and gently kiss his shoulder.

Ikkaku doesn't know how much Yumichika, the most perfect and beautiful man in the Soul Society, desperately wants his soulmate.

Yumichika gets home, the moon risen, her pale eye gazing down at him merrily. He doesn't feel very merry. He shuts the door and goes to his room, and begins to gingerly remove his robes. He let's them fall to the floor, for once not caring how rumpled they'll be in the morning. The feeling of need, of a loss not yet named, and the aching pain filling him to the brim. He gently, with great care, places his Zanpakuto on his bed. He walks to his bathroom, getting ready for his nightly routine, starting off with a shower. Well, with the feeling of despair and pain in his chest, he might not make it past the rosehip scrub and cleanse. He steps into thr shower, his water temperature already perfect for his gorgeous skin, and simply turns it on.

It helps mask the tears that finally fall. He sobs, beautifully, as he does everything, his tears indistinguishable from the water. His makeup, wiped off by his hands, comes off easily. He didn't apply waterproof anything today-- he was too caught up in how his heart felt to pay attention to what he grabbed.

He washes off all his makeup, and shakily grand his exfoliating soap. He washes himself gently, still crying. His tears remind him of the one thing he tries to escape: his mortality. That even after everything he does to look perfect, to look beautiful, to look beyond what is expected of a Soul Reaper. Yet he is still just Yumichika Ayesegawa. Fifth Seat of the 11th Division. Just another man with a sword, fighting against hollows.

Times like these, where he already missed what he never had, mixed with his cruel reality behind his gorgeous mask, his pain increases. He falls to his knees, clutching his chest, the soap falling to the floor of the shower.

Even in such internal pain, he was beautiful. The grace he displays never truly leaves him, even in his most vulnerable moments. If anyone saw him now, they would liken him to a swan, pale and beautiful, possessing grace in his agony.

Yet he did not feel graceful. He felt alone. Shakily, he stood, turned off the shower, and stumbled back to his room. He forfeited drying off. He did not have the energy. He simply collapsed on the floor, before his window, and looked up at the moon, begging her in silence for a sign. A flicker of hope. For that little string, so small, almost missable, to appear on his finger. Yet it did not. He was left in his agony, for a long while. The night passed slowly. The moon, ever diligent in her course, slowly rose with the grace Yumichika has when he cries. She reached the highest point in the sky, her eye glowing as she beheld her Soul Reaper children, loving them gently.

Yumichika, after all these hours, finally stood. Still without the strength to dress himself. He manages to open his window wide to look up at the moon, his eyes glistening with tears once again.

"...why?" He whispers. "Why have you not shown me my heart?" The moon does not answer. He grips the ledge and looks down, closing his eyes as he grits his teeth, much like Ikkaku does, his perfect hair falling about his face. For a time, everything is still.

Then, from beneath his eyelids, he sees a faint, red, glow.

And his heart all but stops. He opens his eyes and holds up his left hand. There it is.

His tie.

The very thing that will lead him to his soulmate. His agony is quickly replaced with excitement, his gorgeous naked form whirling around the room to freshen himself and dress in the most beautiful clothes.

The moon has blessed him. Beauty recognises beauty, after all. And Mother Moon is endowed with more beauty and elegance than even Yumichika.

And where are you? Where is the other soulmate, the one who's heart calls for Yumichika? Such a proud thing, you are. You are the most beautiful person in your own right- a soul filled with pure light. No matter if sometimes you have a bitter tongue or a sharp wit. You work so hard, the days and nights you live filled with exhaustion and paperwork. You even dream of it, tall towers of paper spiralling into the sky, each one needing a signature, to be re-read, or the be written on. Yet you never complained. You took your life in your stride, finding little pockets of relaxation where you can. You adopt animals, little kittens and a few dogs, to ease your ever growing stress. You ask for no help, and gently refuse it if it is given. Although, as of late, you have been forced to bedrest.

You are alone. It is midnight, you are trying to sleep. Yet tonight, your blasted soulmate tie decided to make itself known. You sit up in your bed, scowling. You look and feel like shit, yet your inner beauty remains.

Unlike Yumichika, you do not have such a… rigorous nighttime or daytime routine. Indeed, you are perfectly average. Now, that is not a bad thing. In fact, you rather like it. You wash your face every morning and night with warm water, but sometimes you get a stray pimple, but it goes away eventually. You have had plenty of nice people you dated, none ever lasting long. You don't mind flying under the 'beautiful' radar. It means you can focus.

But you can't focus when you're in bed, recovering from the flu, drinking upwards of too many litres of water a day.

So not the best time to discover your soulmate. You already don't have time for whoever they are- you're busy! Far too busy! Your squad needs you, and there's so much paperwork, and the animals need attending to, not to mention you're currently sick. You thought soulmates were cool, when you were younger. As you grew, though, you realised just how much you didn't need one.You're perfect on your own. You get shit done and you get it done fast. Sure, you wouldn't mind somebody in bed with you, but that's fixed via an extra pillow. Boom, something to cuddle.

You grabed said pillow and put it across your lap, folding your arms and resting them on top of the pillow. If your soulmate has any sense, they'll come in the morning, maybe you'll be feeling better and won't be a bitch and a half to deal with. You groan and rub your head, your vision is swimming slightly. Your spiritual pressure is much lower than usual. It fluctuates every now and again, but has been staying low as of late. Having the flu sucks, even as a Soul Reaper. It just reminds you that even people with great spiritual pressure can get absolutely fucking knocked by nature.

Speaking of nature, you heard the trees outside your window rustle. You're absolutely boiling, so you left your window open a little. You look outside and sniff. Your eyes hurt a little. You really wanted to go back to sleep and forget about this whole soulmate bullshit and focus on getting better. You spared a glance at your red tie one more time, before stowing just that hand under the pillow on your lap. You went to lie down again, feeling your exhaustion tale over you, when your window is gently pushed open.

The red tie trembles. You sat back up and tried to focus, but you really just wanted to go back to sleep. You are beyond pissed off now. You watch through half-lidded eyes as a graceful figure climbs through your window and gently steps onto the floor.

You swear you'd seen it before, but you're not awake nor feeling nice enough to care. The soulmate ties pulsed and glowed. Your finger started to ache.

Who in the name of the Soul King had broken into your house while your were sick and exhausted?

Yumichika could barely hold his excitement. He leapt over the rooftops, his smile growing with every step he took. He finally came to the end of his tie, and when he did, he felt his once aching heart begin to race with happiness and anticipation. He leapt into a tree, and saw that his tie ran into an open window. Someone's bedroom.

Your bedroom. His breath caught in his throat, his eyes shining. His entire body seemed to shine. The moon had given him the answer to his pain, the way to end his agony and loneliness. Her kind silver eye had lit the way as he followed his tie, and he had never felt such joy in his life. He slowly opened the window wider, his graceful fingers pausing for just a moment before he placed his hand on the ledge and swept himself inside, his elegant frame landing lightly on the floor. The tie was glowing, almost burning. Like his need. Like his want. Fire has its own beauty, vicious and untameable.You were like fire, though he didn't know that yet. Yumichika gently walked to your side, the moonlight sparkling slightly on his skin, and he reached for you.

You lifted the pillow on your lap and blocked his touch. You turn your head away.

"Leave."

Yumichika felt his heart break, his agony returning. All his tears, all his pain, back in an instant. All because of a single word. Hurt flashed across his face, perfect like the rest of him. He simply kneels by your bedside, his soft purple eyes flashing with devotion and pain.

"...why? I have spent all this time-" You cut him off. You want no impromptu speech, only some much needed rest.

"Because I don't want it. I don't want you. Leave, and don't come back." You still don't know who it is. Your vision swims and you have to lay back again, turning away, jamming the hand with the soul tie under your body. You put the pillow behind your back, to ward him off.

There is beauty in the world. The swan, for example. She has the most gorgeous white feathers, the most graceful of necks and the strongest of wings. She can fly for days on end, and fight hard to protect her offspring. Many myths have been written about her, just like the moon. Mother Moon and the Swan go hand in hand. Two pale beauties, together under a starry sky. It is no wonder that swans in myth are killed during the day. The sun may be beautiful, but it is fire. It's flame kills and weakens. The sun is wild, untameable. The sun and the moon. Two sides of a coin.

You and Yumichika, two sides of perfect halves.

Yet you believed you were whole alone, and Yumichika was dependent on even the thought of you. He was pitiful, a swan without purpose. His graceful wings clipped until he can bask in your light, your touch, your soft words. Yet you greet him with a command, bitter and stinging. He cannot help but stand and stagger back, his swans heart breaking. Oh, Odette! Why did you pursue that which was not yours to have? Oh, Odette! Flee now, forget your shining sun, and take solace in the beams of Mother Moon.

He cannot bear it. He makes a mad grab for you but you shove the pillow back into him, stopping him from touching you.

"Don't you dare touch me!" You hiss, a flash of fear running through your angry gaze. Yumichika recoils in shock. How… could you look at him like that? Which such vehemence? With such disdain? Was there something wrong with him? Maybe he just needs to comfort you… are you sick? Yes, that's it! He'll offer to help you get better. He puts on his softest, prettiest smile.

"You don't sound too well. Let me help you, my rose." He says softly. Your lips curled in anger. Your tie almost burns you. Oh, this pain… there are tears in his eyes. But he will never leave if his heart is intact.

"Get the fuck away from me, and dont you ever call me anything ever again."

Yumichika recoils. Before he knows is, he's trembling, all his dreams crashing down aeound him. There would be no shared morning routine. There would be no waking up next to you. There would be no morning kisses or steamy nightly showers. There would be no date nights, shopping trips, stargazing or even sending letters to one another.

His heart all but shatters. You do not want him. You… you hate him.

He bites his lip, hard, his tears beginning to fall, as he flees your room, running back to his own quarters, his soul tie hurting him every step of the way. He had you, for a brief moment. But you denied him. You sent him away. Your voice, hoarse and harsh, burned him like the sun.

"I don't want you." No, that cannot be true. You cannot not want him. He was perfect! Did you… did you think he was less than that? Did you view him as…

As ugly?

No. That can't be. He crashes back into his quarters just as you realise who your soulmate is. He begins wildily pulling out every vial, every cream, every product. Every beauty and skincare item he has is torn from its place and put on his floor in mania, as he makes himself as perfect as possible, his tears glittering like diamonds in the moonlight.

You fall asleep. You resolve to just leave it be. He's a Lieutenant, right? Yumichika Ayesegawa is strong, body and mind. He can handle rejection. Mother Moon watches on, even as the sun begins to rise and throws his arrogant flame into the dawn that rises upon the Soul Society.

There is beauty in life, but there is wretched sadness too. And it can destroy even the most beautiful of things, like the graceful swan, Odette, who just wanted her prince to love her with his whole heart. To complete her.

[brittscafe]

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬

Pairing: Male captains x gn! reader.

Summary: Male captains future on marriages.

Request: i just had a talk w my friend about mirages and stuff so i wanted to ask if male captains lineup (10 years skip at end of manga and instead of Iba please include Yumichika!) would want to be married ever? like do they thinks it’s normal or simply don’t care/want, a lot of love from me! 🧡

A/n: Heyyyy!! I love this, so cute <3

Content: Pure fluff, talk of marriages.

Ko-fi link (anything is appreciated <3)

Shunsui:

Hmmm, maybe.

It honestly depends, it has to be someone who's really got to tie him down.

He always says he doesn't want to be tie down by a significant other, but deep down, he would love to be married.

I can def see him not as caring as much tho as he likes to go with the flow.

It's one of those things he would cherish if it did happen.

Byakuya:

He has conflicted feelings about marriages.

Even since he lost Hisana, he hasn't thought about another soul and hasn't planned on it.

If Byakuya were to find another someone he could love as much as he loved Hisana...the thought of marriage would cross his mind.

Now, it would take him a long time and many years to eventually get married.

He's not against the thought of getting married again, but it's definitely not something he's looking to do anytime soon.

Rojuro:

oh my god, yessss!!

I could see him wanting and yearning to be married on day.

He just wants someone to hold at the end of the day and play his guitar for.

Rojuro daydreams about having someone that he can take care of one day and provide for.

Since all of his time in the world of the living, he sees marriage as a very normal thing and would love it very much.

Toshiro:

On the surface level, he doesn't care about getting married.

He's independent and claims he doesn't need anyone, scoffing and rolling his eyes.

On a deeper level, Toshiro would loveee to have someone and spend his future with.

It's something that he thinks is pretty normal and he deeply cares about.

He's always looking and putting himself out there for a marriage, but also tries to hide it at the same time...

Kenpachi:

He couldn't care less about getting married nor does he really want to.

He's focused on getting stronger and being the best in the soul society.

Kenpachi would have enough company with one night stands or little flings, not feeling the need to ever get married.

Kensei:

Yesss, omg he would love to get married and really wants to.

Like he dreams about getting married one day.

He's a really tough guy on the outside, but is a softie on the inside and I firmly believe that.

Yumichikia:

I could see him be opposed to it at first, then slowly warming up to wanting to get married.

Grimaces in disgust at the thought of marriage at first.

Takes him awhile to warm up to it, like many years and he has to find the right person.

Once he finds the right person, thoughts of marriage start to cross his mind.

Could def see him getting married if he finds the right person.

[obsessedwhim]

Weird One

Ichigo stormed his way through the Soul Society with a goal set in his eyes, glancing down each side of the street he moved in the right direction with a nod of his head. Ikkaku and Yumichika passed with a wave but the pair only received a curt reply in turn, the ginger to focused to realise this political move of slander. The squad members glanced at each other before throwing themselves over the shoulders of their friend.

"Oh hello there, Ichigo" The baldie grinned with an arm around the stiffening Kurosaki who soon cocked a brow in confusion while Yumichika leaned against his shoulder "So sorry, we didn't see you pass us and we thought we'd apologise"

"But.. I said hello" The squashed Reaper croaked as they began pulling him along, away from his desired route. Glancing between the two Ichigo knew Ikkaku was only seconds away from asking his favourite question.

Any moment now, the third seat would release his Zanpakuto and demand that Ichigo become his latest sparing partner but then a window opened, grabbing the male's attention quickly while the two bickered between themselves on what to do as a group.

Two bamboo panels swung open, and a pair of hands retracted from their finished task to slap together in satisfaction "Ahhh, much better" you hummed, it was far too nice of a day to work with closed windows you thought, turning back into the dark office you moved towards another closed window "Honestly Third Seat Yasochika, how do you work in such darkness" you asked a man sitting at his desk with many, probably important papers scattered across the counter's face, his glass covered stare raised to meet your eyes. Holding the man's strange gaze for a moment before he spoke with a finger twitching his glasses frame "I prefer working in the dark" he mentioned simply before diving back into the writing but you could only sigh at his answer "Well, today I'm bringing the light!" you cheered, opening another shadow bringer with a smile- hiding a short chuckle behind your hand as the Third Seat groaned at more rays of bright sun.

Ichigo could hear you nearby but didn't know what to do, with Ikkaku and Yumichika basically biofouling his shoulders, there would be no way to steal a moment alone with you if these two weirdos were around.

How was he going to ask you to out to lunch now?

Though it seemed Yumikicha's observational skills had already read the nonexistent room, the infamous Fifth Seat coiled a smirk before smacking a hand on the Substitute's shoulder with a proud aura "Ichigo you little scoundrel!" he giggled as the Ichigo in question began growing a bright red at the wordless accusation, Ikkaku interrupting the explosion of embarrassment crudely "Scoundrel? Well I wouldn't say he isn't a scoundrel..." he shrugged without much thought but with one nudge from his companion and a leading stare, Third Seat Madarame soon spotted a Squad Four member who happily chatted to a higher ranked officer "What? What's going on, why am I staring at this weakling?" Ikkaku questioned, his squad member groaned with fingers rubbing his temple "Idiot, they're not just a weakling now they're..." Yumichika sighed dramatically as he held a hand out to a frozen fruit "The current interest of this one"

"HAH?!" Ikkaku screeched, snapping Ichigo from his strained stature the substitute waved a hand at the two "Wow, it was so good to see you two but I.. have somewhere to be..!" the ginger flash stepped away without a second thought, well- there were maybe a few but he couldn't stay there a minuet longer! What if they tried something, what if they tried to help?? It would've been a D I S A S T E R!

Good thing he got out of there before something seriously cringe inducing happened, yep. A very good thing he left.

"Sooo, tell me about yourself" Yumichika leaned into your office with a pretty smile, which you found very strange "Me? Now why on earth would a Squad Eleven member want to know about me?" You flickered through a clipboard of notes, notes which need to be sent to Lieutenant Kotetsu.

"Well, let's say I know a.. interested party and I would... oh let's say, like... to help" he picked his words slowly to gain your interest, of course, the idea of a possible crush would be too much for anyone to pass up!

"Oh really? Be sure to tell them to send in a request form for a date since I'm busy" You read the first few lines as you passed the Yumichika-filled window and left through the door, where Ikkaku stood waiting for you with an impossible glare, staring down upon you like a God seeing imperfection for the very first time. His Hōzukimaru slanted over angled shoulders with his hands resting from the bamboo spear making him appear wider than usual, the red-eyed Seated officer leaned closer with a thoughtful hum "Really? You? Hmmmm..." Ikkaku then leaned back with a glance at Yukichika who appeared behind him "I don't get it, what's the appeal?"

"I'm at a loss myself really" the feathered beauty sighed as you glanced between them "Okaaaay, I'm... leaving now" you mentioned stiffly as you passed by the pair who still watched you with every step.

"They're cute... I guess" Yumichika offered but Ikkaku wasn't convinced "They must be incredibly powerful" he was certain about his answer but Yumichika could only counter with another loose breath "I don't think we'll ever understand that Ichigo Kurosaki"

Ikkaku nodded as they both sauntered into the sunset "He's definitely a weird one"

[rose-riot-johnson]

Hey my Tumblr Peeps😃 I decided to work on another fanfic that will have the featuring character right with the staring character😃👍Since I did work on the My Hero Academia fanfic, where Hitoshi Shinso (or Shinsou) is the staring character in that fanfic, while Bakugo was the featuring character for that very fanfic, while another fanfic i featured Denki Kaminari in an other fanfic with Shinso (or Shinsou) as the staring character, I finally decided to write a Bleach fanfic, for those who are a fan of both My Hero Academia and Bleach😁👍 Those who read the both of the My Hero Academia fanfics I was mentioning in this post, I assure you this Bleach fanfic will be a different story👿😈

*This fanfic contains 1 or more long paragraphs😅

🌋It's Time To Kick Some Ass🌋(Ikkaku Madarame x Female Reader)

🦚Featuring...Yumichika Ayasegawa🦚

Genres: Angst, Comfort, Possible Mutual Confession(Warning +18⚠️: Abuse (especially domestic violence), cheating (nothing the reader nor Ikkaku, nor Yumichika did(the rwader only mentions about cheating if the reader would have known about stuff she didn't know), blood, other forms of violence, language, and depending on the reader's imagination)

"Why are we hunting this man down again, Ikkaku? Wasn't he (Female Reader Name)'s boyfriend?", Yumichika Ayasegawa asked, as he was following Ikkaku Madarame in confusion. Ikkaku replied, "Not anymore, Yumichika! He really made, (Female Reader Name) cry for what he did to her! It was a horrible break up between them!". Yumichika then confusingly replied back, "Do you have to beat up everyone's exes, Ikkaku? Because you really seem to be the type who would beat other people's exes up."

Earlier that night, you had introduced Ikkaku and Yumichika to (character or ex boyfriend name), when you invited them to hang out with you inside a nightclub, which was when you were dating (character or ex boyfriend name) at the time. While Yumichika low-key doesn't care for (character or ex boyfriend name), Ikkaku can't stand him at all. It's due to the fact that Ikkaku (and Yumichika) saw how he was treating you.

(Character or ex boyfriend name) has been trying to boss you around by telling you that you're not allowed to dance unless it's with him. He tried talking negatively about both Ikkaku and Yumichika by making comments such as, "Why are you friends with them?", then commented, "You shouldn't hangout with them anymore" due to Ikkaku's bald head and Yumichika's appearance, and other negative comments. There are also plenty of ways he keeps being a jerk to you, as if you're not allowed to be yourself in his eyes, while in his mind he thinks he gets to do and say what he wants, especially to you. Even God forbid if you even talked to anyone, including Ikkaku and Yumichika, especially after you introduced the both of them to him.

(Character or ex boyfriend name) is such a total jerk to the point where he picks out your food and drinks regardless, if you like the food and/or drinks or not. While you're in the bathroom, he will even make out with another woman behind your back. Ikkaku (and Yumichika) saw what he did and it pisses them right off. Neither of them want to hurt your feelings about (character or ex boyfriend name) and want to protect their friendship with you, so after you got done using the bathroom they told you that they will be leaving the nightclub and they needed to get going. You felt bad they ended up leaving the nightclub, however you knew they had a reason. You just didn't know the real reason why they left the nightclub.

You first met both Ikkaku and Yumichika, the day after Aizen was defeated. Ikkaku wanted to stay in "the world of the living" a little longer, while Yumichika wanted to makesure he keeps him out of trouble. They went in a ramen place, then you somehow talked to them in first sight. You talking to him basically relaxed him, so he has been pretty much socialized with you, and Yumichika did talked to you some, too. Yumichika was a little annoyed that Ikkaku told you about the soul society and other stuff. Ikkaku just has a crush on you, tough Ikkaku didn't realize he has a crush on you.

Ikkaku, only began to realize his romantic feelings for you after he realized how badly (character or ex boyfriend name) has been treating you the nightclub. Yumichika pretty much knew Ikkaku had a crush on you, way before Ikkaku himself realize his own feelings for you. You on the other hand had a crush on Ikkaku, after you met him, which you pretty much knew that about yourself having romantic feelings for him, which was way before you met, (character or ex boyfriend name).

After you went with (character or ex boyfriend name), to spend the night at his place, you then mentioned, "I do feel bad that both Ikkaku and Yumichika had to leave the nightclub earlier than I thought they did, because they don't usually leave early when I invite them for anything, especially without telling me a reason. I can tell there's something that got them upset or something.". He then replied, "Well... Whatever got them upset, I'm glad those clowns left! Why are you their fucken friends anyways, (Female Reader Name)?!". In a irritated way, you replied back, "Excuse me?! Clowns?! And you asked me why they're my friends?! Those "clowns" you said badly about like that are great people! They're my friends for a good reason, which is non of your business!". Then he decided to tell you, "Leave then! All you're doing is fucken proving to me that you're cheating on me with both of these clowns!". You then said, "Fine... I will leave... Since you're angry with me for something I didn't do... I might, as well leave..."

As you were walking out the door, (character or ex boyfriend name) walked up to you to gently grab both of your hands before he said, "Look... There's one more thing I need to say before you leave my place...". You then gently asked, "And what's this one more thing you needed to say to me?". He then shouted, "Just to let you know... WE'RE THROUGH!", before he let go quickly and slam the door at both of your hands quicker, as if he was setting you up inorder to intentionally damage your hands, then he opened the door to grab your left hand to slam the door on that hand of yours to makesure you're bleeding on atleast on of your fingers, especially on the palm side of your left hand. He then opened the door as his last words to you was, "And that will teach you to keep your fucken hands off those clowns!", before closing the door to lock you out of his place.

You then started to sob. Not because he broke up with you. It's actually because you realized how much of a jerk he turned out to be, especially the way he damaged your hands with his door. You began walking to try to go back to your house, despite of both of your hands bleeding. When you began trying to walk across in front of an alley, you passed out right in front of the alley, as your last thoughts before passing was you wondering, if you will still be alive or if this is how your life will end.

Meanwhile, considering that both Ikkaku and Yumichika were spending the night in a hotel room, Yumichika started to get his beauty sleep, as Ikkaku started to feel in need for fresh air, so he decided to start taking a walk. Luckily, not too long after he started taking his walk, as he was carrying his duffle bag, he found you passed out with both of your hands were bleeding. Ikkaku rushed to get the bandages out, then proceeded to wrap both of your hands (separately) with the bandages he has. After he finished wrapping both of your hands with the bandages, he took his canteen out full of (drink of reader's choice (sake and water included), to pour in your mouth, to get you back to your consciousness.

Once you regain consciousness, the first thing you saw was Ikkaku. When he saw you finally regained consciousness, he was relieved, as he said, "I see you're finally conscious again, (Female Reader Name). Are you alright? What happened?". You then had to think and remember for a little bit before you told him, "Well, since I just regain consciousness, I had to think for a minute to see if I remember anything before I could talk about it... The boyfriend I had you meet earlier tonight in the nightclub... He and I broke up... I knew stuff was bothering you and Yumichika, which was why the both of you left the nightclub... I knew something was wrong, which after my boyfriend who is now my ex and I got to his place, because i was gonna spend the night there, I tried explaining to (character or ex boyfriend name) about the both of you leaving, then he basically sounded happy about the both you and Yumichika left, calling the both of you clowns, then asked me why are you and Yumichika my friends in a very rude way. I thought he was being harsh about the both of you and Yumichika, so I told him that both you and Yumichika are my friends for a good and it's non of his business, then he decided to tell me, leave, and that all you're doing is proving to him was that I'm supposedly cheating on him with both you and Yumichika. So I agreed with him about the leaving part then told him off that since he's angry with me for something I didn't do, I might, as well leave, because I felt like he was being an asshole to me, especially about the both of you.".

This wasn't adding up for Ikkaku, so he said, "Wait... You broke up with him? And what happened to your hands? I'm trying to fully understand, so please help me, understand more of what happened? I don't mean to pry you if I am prying you... I'm just asking you this and saying that to you, because I really do care about you, (Female Reader Name). Please tell me, if anything else happened.". You then replied with a sad frown,"No I didn't break up with him... He broke up with me, actually... When I was leaving, he walked up to me to gently grab both of my hands, because I thought he was going to apologize and say sweet thing to me like he always had whenever both him and I had an argument, as he told me, "look" and there's one more thing he needed to say before I leave his place, so I asked him and what's this one more thing he needed to say to me, expecting something nice from him, then he shouted at me saying, just to let me know, we're through, before he let go quickly and slam the door at both of my hands quicker, as if he tricked me, as he was trying to break my both of my hands and trying to make both of my hands bleed very badly, then he opened the door to grab my left hand to slam the door on that hand of mine to makesure I'm bleeding on one of my fingers, especially on the palm side of my left hand, then when he opened the door, his last words to me was, and that will teach me to keep my hands off both you and Yumichika, before closing the door to lock me out of his place, as I began to worry that he wouldn't give a damn, if I drop completely dead or not. I also was starting to feel it was completely my fault, that I'm in the situation that I am.", as you began to sob. Ikkaku then hugged you, as he asked you, "C'mon, (Female Reader Name). Why do you actually believe this whole thing was your fault?"

You then continued sobbing as you answered, "Well Ikkaku... If I hadn't had my now ex and both you and Yumichika in the same nightclub in the same night or if I hadn't said what was on my mind, maybe my now ex wouldn't have dumped me nor busted my hands, like he did. I made him angry with me. I almost died, because of something I shouldn't have said. Maybe he wouldn't have left me...". Ikkaku was upset that you criticized yourself the way you did, so he replied, "No... It wasn't your fault... He seemed very toxic and has no excuse to harm you in anyway like he did, sweetheart... He has no excuse to bust your hands the way he did... And I really wasn't going to tell you this, because I was really worried this would harm your friendship with Yumichika and I from hurting your feelings, however I might, as God Damn, well tell you the ugly truth about that jerk! While you were in the bathroom, Yumichika and I saw, (character or ex boyfriend name) making out with another woman behind your back! Go ahead! Don't believe me! Be in denial about all you want! I don't expect you to believe a God Damn thing I tell you, since it sounds made up, he was dating you at the time, and you wouldn't believe he did this to you! New flash! The reality is, he wants you to feel like "everything he does to you is your fault", however you did nothing to deserve this! He doesn't want you to know anything and wants you to think that he's smarter than you! So, what's it going to be! See the truth or don't believe us and we can pretend I didn't say anything!". You were shocked about everything he said, as you had to think about the whole thing, before things finally added up for you, as you stopped sobbing, as you then replied back, "Well, Ikkaku... It all makes sense now... Thanks for telling me... I knew there was a reason why the both of you left and why that asshole accused me of the cheating I have never committed! If I would have known he was a cheating fuck himself, I would have done some cheating for the first time ever and it would be you I would have had an affair with you, Ikkaku Madarame! You were always there when I needed you and I know deep down you would never lie to me.".

What you said to Ikkaku really surprised him, especially when you told him you felt about Ikkaku, if you would have known about what your now ex was. "So, You have feelings for me, like I realized earlier tonight that I have feelings for you? Am I right (Female Reader Name)?", he asked confusingly, as he's starting to realize, how much he means to you. You then replied, "Ofcourse I have feelings for you, Ikkaku. I had feelings for you way before I got with the jerk who is my ex now. I really had feelings for you for a long time, Ikkaku.", as you kissed Ikkaku on the forehead. Ikkaku then kissed you on your forehead, as he happily said, "I will let you stay the night in the hotel room Yumichika and I are staying. Yumichika and I will be going for a nice walk together, after I bring you here, then after our walk, we will be back, my sweetheart.".

While Yumichika was having a good dream, about how good his vanity is, Ikkaku then slammed the door opened, which woke Yumichika right up, as if he almost had as heart attack, because Ikkaku woke him up from what could have been the best dream ever. As Yumichika noticed you, with bandages all over both of your hand, Ikkaku then told him, "Rise and shine Yumichika! We're going for a walk!". Once Ikkaku turned his attention to you, he told you, "Since both Yumichika are in the need of going for a walk and you need rest, I figured I'd let you lay on my bed, then after I get back I will give you some cuddles.", as he winked at you. "Okay Ikkaku. See the both of you when you both get back.", you happily replied.

Once you and Yumichika went outside of the hotel room, Yumichika complained to Ikkaku, "Why the hell did you wake me up, Ikkaku?! Don't you realize that I was in the middle of what could have been the best dream ever?!". Ikkaku then replied, "Ssshhh... There's no time for this, Yumichika! We got some ass to kick!", so Ikkaku ran off to find your ex, while Yumichika followed behind him. This is how Yumichika and Ikkaku's conversation started.

After Yumichika's confusingly replied to Ikkaku (as seen in the beginning of this fanfic), Ikkaku then explained more of the situation. After Ikkaku's explanation, Yumichika then understood why Ikkaku wanted to beat the crap out of your ex very badly. Both Ikkaku and Yumichika kept talking to eachother pertaining you and your ex, until they both found your ex, walking into an ally way, as they overheard your ex saying to himself, "I hope she really did get her ending she deserved. Maybe that will teach her not to have an opinion about anything unless it's something I agree with and it will also teach her not to be friends with those fucken clowns!".

As the both of them got ticked at what you ex said about what he said about you and him calling both Ikkaku and Yumichika, "fucken clowns", the both ofbthem decided to follow your ex boyfriend in the same ally way, where your ex is. When your ex realized that he's at the ally way, he then turned around as he then saw both you and Yumichika, as he said, "Oh! It's you fucken clowns! What the fuck do you fucken clowns want?!", in the rudest way, as possible, not realizing what both Ikkaku and Yumichika are capable of. Yumichika then in the snottiest way possible he replied, "So we're fucken clowns, huh?! Well us clowns can kick ass! Especially when we go against fourteen opponents at once! You just don't know who you're messing with, fuck head!". Ikkaku then shouted at your ex, "We're actually clowns who are very capable of injuring opponents, especially assholes like you! For everything you did to, (Female Reader Name), everything you fucken said about her, and what you said about us, especially calling us, "fucken clowns"! Now it's the fucken time you get your fucken dish of every fucken thing, that you fucken did, you fuck head! Now let's dance, you fucken asshole! (Up to the reader's imagination on how Ikkaku and Yumichika beat the reader's ex boyfriend's ass)

After both, Ikkaku and Yumichika beat the living crap out of your ex, he tried calling the police, however due to them reading up on your criminal record, especially what you did the night before the nightclub and other stuff that happened, they refused to find the men (Ikkaku and Yumichika) who beat him up, then decided to arrest him for his recent crimes instead. Your ex definitely has been having horrible luck, however he had brought that on himself, so he definitely got plenty of karma for every bad thing he did the night he got beat by Ikkaku and Yumichika and the same night he got arrested. Things just keep getting worse on your ex's end, however it was karma that bit the dust.

As for you, Ikkaku, and Yumichika... As Ikkaku promised he cuddled with you for the rest of the night, as Yumichika decided to finally continue his beauty sleep, hoping no one, especially Ikkaku wakes him up and almost ends up with a heart attack from being woken up, again. Both you and Ikkaku were finally feeling at peace, as the both of you have some cuddle time for the first time ever. You also finally knew you're in safe arms now, all because of everything Ikkaku did for you that night.

The End

I hope you enjoyed this fanfic my Tumblr Peeps😃👍While having Yumichika, also beating the ex boyfriend, was last minute idea, I honestly can picture Ikkaku beating up someone's ex boyfriend, so I figured I'd write about Ikkaku wanting to beat up the reader's ex boyfriend would be a fun idea, while I wanted to decide on what kind of reasons Ikkaku had to beat up the reader's ex boyfriend in this fanfic. I mean I did wrote serious topics in this particular fanfic, especially some ridiculous and awful things that he said and did, while I was deciding on the ending aside from Ikkaku and Yumichika beating the ex up. So yes, I wrote serious topics, I also decided to write some fun and what I consider hilarious stuff inside this fanfic as well, and I do hope, you feel empowered from the fanfic my Tumblr Peeps💪😃

*Fun Fact: I find both Ikkaku and Yumichika hilarious, in a good way😂😃👍

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pairing : kenpachi zaraki x pregnant!reader

summary : kenpachi can't get his pregnant wife to stay still. and of course you go into labour when he's in a meeting... and of course he gets lost on his way to you.

word count : 1.2k

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everyone was watching as squad 11's captain was making his way somewhere with intense purpose. they could see yachiru on his shoulder talking to him about something. and although they were curious, everyone knew not to mess with the captain, and so, they turned and continued what they were doing.

"i think she's with rangiku!" yachiru told kenpachi.

making his way to the squad 10 barracks, kenpachi couldn't help but let out a sigh. why wouldn't you listen to him?

hearing your faint laughter, he continued on his way.

"i swear to god my feet are killing me, but i wanna move~" he heard you whine.

"you do know that you're gonna pop soon right and that you should be resting?" he heard rangiku tell you.

"i know, but it's so lonely and boring in our home that i want people to talk to." you told her, sighing.

opening the door, kenpachi saw you sitting with rangiku. you both were holding tea cups in your hands and had some snacks in front of you.

"woman, i thought i told you to stay put." he said, announcing his presence.

"oh hi babe! i'm sorry, i couldn't help it." you chuckled. "can you help me up?"

wordlessly, he approached you and helped you get up from where you were sitting. this late into your pregnancy, it was hard for you to do a lot by yourself.

"rangiku, can we meet up tomorrow too? i promise that walking here and back is the only exercise i'll be doing... other than walking to the bathroom every two minutes." you asked looking up at your husband.

rangiku couldn't help but observe you both. your dynamic. it was cute. something she would never say in front of the captain, but in front of others... maybe.

"i will carry you here or find a wheelchair for you to use. i told you, i don't want you walking." kenpachi said, causing you to start pouting.

"ugh fine!" you said waving your hand and waddling out the door.

"i'll see you tomorrow rangiku!" you said.

rangiku watched as kenpachi started following you. for a brief moment, he turned towards her and nodded a thanks before continuing after you.

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a few days later, ikkaku and yumichika couldn't take their eyes away from the scene in front of them.

"what is the captain doing?" ikkaku whispered to yumichika.

"i think he's... just following her?" yumichika answered.

"i see that, but she's pacing. do you think it's time?" ikkaku questioned.

"there's no way it's time, she's a month away." yumichika answered.

continuing to watch you both, the men watched as you paced and talked, your husband following behind you despite your pacing.

"woman, you need to stay still." kenpachi warned you. realizing you had no intentions of stopping your pacing, he deciding to stop and sit on the floor near you.

"but i'm trapped in there! i need people to talk to. i have energy and nowhere to put it." you replied, stopping and looking down at your husband.

he found the sight in front of him amusing. you, with your swollen belly, hands on your hips and a very serious look on your face as you looked down at him, rather than up. he still thought that you looked beautiful like this.

taking your hands from your hips and into his, he watched as your eyes softened.

"i'm only worried for the little one." he told you. "it's almost time and i worry about you both."

"...i know. i'm sorry. you can take me back home." you said.

"i'll see if we can take a room that is closer to people. we should be closer to doctors for when the time comes." kenpachi tells you, standing up.

"that would be nice." you agreed, holding hands with your husband as he kept pace with your waddling.

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two weeks later, some of the lieutenants were gathered for a meeting when all of a sudden they could feel an intense spiritual pressure beginning to increase. it was alarmingly strong and was starting to affect everyone in the room.

letting out a groan, rangiku opened the door to pear into the hallway when she saw kenpachi walking down the hall in her direction. feeling the pressure continuing to increase, she couldn't help but grind her teeth and turn towards the others.

"it's captain zaraki. something's wrong, he looks upset." rangiku ground out.

"did something happen to (y/n)?" momo questioned through the pressure.

stopping in the doorway, kenpachi looked at the lieutenants.

"i'm lost." he said through his teeth.

the lieutenants couldn't help but stare at him.

"i need someone to help me to the doctors' rooms." he continued, getting impatient.

"i can, if you stop your reiatsu." rangiku panted. a few seconds felt like hours before kenpachi stopped his reiatsu.

walking quickly in silence, rangiku wondered if you went into labour. kenpachi was lost and was seriously upset which most likely meant that something had happened with you. with your due date so close, one could only assume.

"i know you're... friends with my wife. i assume you understand what might be happening right now?" kenpachi questioned.

"i assume she's in labour and you were away from her and someone told you?" she answered, looking up at the man.

"...yes. i thought she would be fine away from me during my meeting, but clearly not." he huffed, upset that he wasn't there with you.

getting closer to the doctor's offices, rangiku could another spiritual pressure. not as strong as kenpachi, but definitely a strong one, which made her conclude that you were nearby and most likely couldn't regulate yourself.

coming to a stop before reaching their destination, rangiku turned to kenpachi.

"i'll come by tomorrow to check in on her. we've gotten closer recently and i don't want to see her in pain. but i know what she's going through right now and i know that she needs you more than she needs anyone else." she said before turning around and walking away. "good luck, if you need anything, send someone for me and i'll be there."

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"i'm sorry about everything i said earlier." you apologized, looking at your husband who was sitting next to you.

he couldn't stop staring at the baby boy in front of him. he didn't care about the things you screamed at him while you were giving birth. anything that helped you was good enough for him.

"i don't care about that, woman. as long as you're okay and he's okay." he said, caressing your face. the look he was giving you made you blush and look away for a second out of embarrassment. this man was your husband and here he was, still making you blush like you have a schoolgirl crush on him.

"why don't we name him haruto?" you asked. both of you had talked about baby names but hadn't decided on one. "one who was born in the spring or in the sunlight."

"i think it's wonderful." kenpachi said, placing a kiss on your forehead and looking at his son. at haruto.

gently running his finger along his son's cheek, kenpachi silently made a promise to be the best husband and father for his family.

[muzansfangs]

Sharing a threesome idea real quick

Byakuya x reader x kenpachi

Belladonna.

Starring: Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader x Zaraki Kenpachi;

Format: one-shot;

Warnings: nsfw, threesome, post Aizen’s betrayal, sparring, hair pulling, choking, language, degradation kink, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, slut-shaming, face slapping, rough sex, double penetration, anal sex, scratching, marking, creampie, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, brat taming, oral sex (Kenpachi!receiving);

Plot: When you went to an old bar in the Seireitei to celebrate the beginning of your new career as a Captain for the Gotei 13, you did not expect to bump into you hot-headed former Captain, Zaraki Kenpachi. Your mutual hostility and rivarly made him challenge you into a fight that soon escalated into something more. Caught in the middle of the pouring rain, you ended up finding shelter in a nearby cellar, only to stumble in Byakuya Kuchiki. Insults, resentement and passion made you three lose your shame and composure as you promised yourselves not to talk about that ordeal anymore.

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When you walked into an old bar in the outskirts of the Seireitei, the white haori fluttering around your form surley drew some curious glances from the drunk men chugging down low-quality saké at the large counter on your left. You were used to people murmuring at the sight of your persona and it did not bother you at all. You were quite the controversial character and your name was well known by the upper class as well as by the delinquents inhabiting the Rukongai.

Now, as the chattering around you intensified, you did not even glance at the lower ranks glaring at you and, keeping your chin up in a arrogant demeanor, you strode straight towards the battered table in the back of the bar. You were a usual there. Yet, this time, something was different. You were not a simple member of the Eleventh Division anymore, you were a Captain. The black number sewed on the back of your haori made some of the recruits shake.

Nine.

You had taken the vacant place as a Captain of the Gotei 13. After Kaname Tosen's betrayal, you had not hesitated to step up and claim what you believed was yours. Feared, respected, honored, full of yourself, you were proud to be finally free from the orders of your now former Captain.

"A bottle of saké. The best one you got, thanks" you spoke out, tossing a good amount of money on the counter on your way to your favorite table. The sound of the golden coins clattering onto the wooden surface made the waiter whip his head towards you, his hand already reaching up for shiny medals before his eyes. Apparently, it was his lucky day.

Plopping down onto the bench, granting you a clear view of the whole bar, you rested your feet over the table as you waited for your order. Unhinged, reckless, rude, cruel. Those were just some of the adjectives people picked to describe you. Overall, a rogue. But those who really knew you, oh dear, they called you the classy doll, the rebellious noble, the rich brat, or the capricious princess.

And the worst part of it was that they were right.

Just the idea of being forced to marry him, the stoic heir of the Kuchiki clan made you want to barf. Therefore, not only you had refused to give yourself to him, but you had literally abandoned your family and the glorious position you had in your clan. Enrolling at the Academy was your only choice back then. Soon enough, you found out you were exceptionally skilled at wielding a sword and no woman or man in your year could make you bend the knee.

Obviously, you were a good match for the infamous Eleventh Division and that was how you ended up fighting alongside the bloodthirsty Zaraki Kenpachi. He taunted you for your grace, pointing out how you were even more obsessed with yourself and composure than your comrade Yumichika. This probably contributed to bring out the worst in you.

When the waiter finally settled the bottle of saké in front of you, a smug grin graced your lips and you triumphantly proceeded to pour yourself some of it to start the night with a bang. As soon as you brought the cup to your lips, though, you widened your eye in irritation at the sight of the tall man entering the bar, his heavy footsteps echoing in the now silent area.

Zaraki Kenpachi.

You gritted your teeth, your free hand reaching up to remove the black eyepatch on your left eye as you made sure to let your reiatsu clash with his one, when he made eye-contact with you. Some recruits faltered, some others even scurried out of the bar, sensing how the air had gotten exponentially denser, gloomier. Your hands slammed over the table, the saké spilling out of the cup, splattering on your uniform and the dark wooden surface.

"What the hell are you doing here?" you blurted out, glaring at him as he finally stopped a few feet away from you.

"What an insufferable brat you are. Calm your tits, princess. — Zaraki croaked out, tilting his head to the side, sizing you up with an unreadable face before continuing — So it's true, I see. You've made it, in the end".

You narrowed your eyes at him, blood boiling in your veins at the sound of that nickname you loathed with every molecule of your body. He knew you did not want to hear anyone hinting at your noble lineage. The gold and the parades belonged to your past. A past you did not want to talk about anymore.

"What is it? Didn't you trust the rumors enough to believe them? Did you really come all the way here to ascertain whether I was the new Captain in charge of the Ninth Division, or not? It's a wonder how you've not got lost in the process..." you sassed, your words dripping haughtiness and bumptiousness.

Zaraki sighed and unsheathed his chipped sword, causing some drinkers to freeze, eyes darting on you two in anticipation. They perfectly knew what was about to happen and you did too, a devious smirk making its way on your lips as you reached for the hilt of your sword almost instinctively. You were honestly up for some fun. This fight, actually, was long overdue. After decades spent in bickering and taunting each other, it was only fair to let one of those spark igniting a great fire.

"Bring your ass out of this place, princess. I am here to fight. I believe you make a poor excuse of a Captain" he stated in a raspy voice, staring you down in disdain.

Nobody around you dared to talk. Your malicious grin, however, spoke volumes as you unsheathed your sword and laisurely walked out of the bar. The hunger for glory and a bloody, exciting fight, typical characteristics of your former Division, were now kicking in again. You yearned to taste blood on your teeth, to slash and stab your opponent once and for all to show him you were not the frail little princess in distress who had found shelter in the Academy.

"Are you so sure about it? Maybe I'm just going to chop you up and steal your title. Perhaps, I will become the real Kenpachi" you provoked him, your tone of voice infuriatingly mocking as you located a good spot to fight without causing too much trouble to the citizens.

The way he laughed made you falter, though. Your grip on the hilt of your zanpakuto tightened significantly, your eyes locking with his ones as you adopted a defensive stence to prevent a possible attack from him.

"Look at you. Haven't I taught you to act instead of wasting your time in meaningless talk with your opponent? That's a duel, not a chit-chat. But I guess I shouldn't get too mad about it. Some royal ass like you would have never fitted the Eleventh Division anyway" Zaraki bitterly retorted, a wave of his reiatsu washing over you in a intimidating manner.

Your right eye twitched, his words hitting a nerve, and trusting into your abilities blindly you sprinted towards him. You swung your blade towards his neck, aiming for his pulsing jugular, enjoying the air whipping your face harshly. The adrenaline was immense, joy and fieriness burning in your eyes, but the sound of your swords clashing brought you back to reality. You were close now, maybe too close considering his immense physical strength, distancing yourself from him would have been a wise move but he clearly had other plans.

His free hand snapped up towards your wrist, his iron grip making you wince out in pain, as he tossed you far away into a dark alley. The impact of your back against the wall knocked the air out of your lungs temporary, a shaky breath leaving your lips as you slumped down onto the ground. The pain was immense, but you had endured worse wounds and blows in your career.

Groaning out in pain, you rolled on your side, you hand reaching out for your balde hastily until he stepped over it and towered over you. His shadow loomed over your frame as a hollow and you felt your mouth going dry. That was going to he a problem.

Zaraki grinned down at you tangled his tick fingers in your hair, yanking your hair back to make eye-contact with you. His breath was hot against your cold skin, as he pinned you up against the wall once again. Your feet kicked the air aimlessly in a futile attempt to kick him between his legs.

"Pathetic. Not even Kurosaki had such a poor performance at our first match" he mocked you, earling a spit on his face that left him totally unfazed, albeit he snorted and pressed you harder against the wall with his massive body.

Both of your hands gripped his large wrist, clawing at his flesh to somehow get him to release the painful grip on your hair. He was literally holding you up as if you were a weak kitten. Your scalp stung, your teeth were gritted as you lashed out at him "Leave me alone then! Why wasting your time with me?" you shouted at his face, earning a scornful glance from him.

"Maybe I don't wanna fight. Maybe I just feel this urge to tame you and your bratty ass once and for all" he hissed at your face, the hand holding your hair now wrapped around your neck and making you choke on your own words, throat contracting to suck in some precious air he was depriving you of.

You narrowed your eyes, your leg wrapping around his hip as you planted your hand over his chiseled abs. The only chance you had to escape this deadly grip was probably using a kidō. Grinning up at him, although your face had turned purple, you whispered some soft words that made an explosion between you two.

"Hadō 31. Shakkahō" you said, earning a groan from the masthodontic man before you.

The red flame cannon exploding between you two made him retreat of a few steps. His grip on your neck loosened, as you slumped down on the dirty ground with a grunt. Panting, you squinted, trying to scrutinize the area in search for him. The greyish smoke, however, was still too thick for you to discern anything more than the pebbles underneath your feet. Your breath was still uneven as you picked your blade back up, twirling it between your fingers with expertise as you tried to follow his reiatsu.

It was crazy how you could still sense his iron grip on your neck even now that his fingers were no longer wrapped around your throat to squeeze the life out of you. The was your heart was thumping into your cheeks, making you feral, searching glory and letting your heart follow the basic, animalistic desires, was incredible. It was as if he had awakened a dark side of you caged in the depths of your mind.

The loud thunder exploding above you, heavy and tenebrous clouds obscuring the once limpid sky, contributed to the crescendo of anxiety enveloping your heart. What did you want? Him, at your feet. Now. You wanted to defeat him, just like he wanted to break you.

Inhaling sharply, your detected his blow and you swung your blade up above your head to block his lethal slash. The metallic clash of your swords made you whip your head towards him, the smoke finally clearing out as he now was so close to you. His superior physical strength made you stumble back for the impact, only fueling the primordial desire to prove yourself.

"Did you honestly believe I was going down so disgracefully? That's not my style" you cooed, standing back up, dusting away some dirt from the once snow-white haori embracing your figure.

"You've been lucky. Those knees of yours will eventually bend before me. — Zaraki said, pointing his sword at you menacingly —  Look at you, still bothering to clean up your clothes instead of focusing entirely on me. You need to improve your concentration instead of yapping and playing the princess in the middle of a duel" the Captain of the Eleventh Division pointed out, making you glare at him in disdain.

He never praised you. Not even once. Not in your entire life. Maybe that irked you more than you liked you admit and that feeling of not being enough to make him proud of you surely played a major role in makinf you push past your limits, work harder to accomplish your goals. Your ambition and determination came from years of starvation.

You narrowed your eyes at him, a cool droplet splattering on the tip of your nose not making you flinch at all. You were too far gone to care about it. The sound of the rain pattering on the desolate street, on your clothes and blade, drenching your hair and making goosebump raise on your body did not nothing to sooth your nerves

You both decided to move in the same exact moment. Your faces were only a few inches apart, when your swords clashed again, a strained scream of fury echoing around you as you engaged a close-up battle. Your uniforms soon were torn in various parts, skin exposed as the blood from the small cuts mingled with the pouring rain washing it away. Your breath was uneven, as you ended up in a blind alley. Admitting your defeat was an option you were not contemplating, but your muscles ached, your breath was too shallow to go ahead and, much to your dismay, you were running out of stamina.

With a last blow, Kenpachi made your grip on your zanpakuto loosen and your back hit the wall behind you. The jagged edge of his blade pressed up against your neck, water dripping down your face, a defiant glare gleaming in your eyes as he towered over you.

"Pathetic" he barked out, earning a groan of frustration from you as you lolled your head back against the wall to distance your tender neck from the dreadful blade piercing it.

You gritted your teeth, back flattened against the cold surface behind you "Why don't you kill me then?" you asked him plainly.

Zaraki lowered his sword, his hand replacing it once again as he pressed you harder against the smooth surface at your back "Because I told you I was going to make you bend the knee, not kill you" he snarled, hitting the back of your knee and loosening his grip on you. The impact of your rotula against the asphalt made you yelp, eyes shooting up in contempt as you watched him undo the white knot keeping his pants up.

Your blood ran cold. The defeat on your tongue suddenly tasting better than the awarness of being out in a semi-public place in such a compromising position. It was not like someone could see you there. It was still raining pretty hard, this area was hardly patrolled anyway. As much as you wanted to tell him to go to hell, you had to admit this whole situation was making something stir within you.

"What's up now? Is the princess too uptight to let loose? Or is it the fact that you probably lack the talent to please me?" Zaraki taunted you, as your eyes widened even so slightly, hand reaching up to wipe some water off of your face.

No, you could not let him believe that too. You were too proud for that.

"Fuck you" you fired back, exhaling through your nosetrils in exhasperation, before taking action. Your head whipped to your right, checking out if someone was turning the corner, then you reached both of your hands up to tug his pants down his thighs.

And, obviously, you were not disappointed in the slightest. Your mouth parted, a small, inaudible gasp escaping your lips as he gripped your hair tightly to catch your attention. Grimacing in pain, you flicked your gaze up to meet his restentful and arrogant one.

"Eyes on me. Show me that you are closer to be harlot rather than a princess" he challenged you, only for your hand to wrap around his cock and giving it a few firm and languid stroke.

Kenpachi groaned softly, amused by the fact that your hand could barely wrap around his whole girth. You wondered if you were going to make it fit in your mouth, but you also knew that he was not going to let you have the command of the situation. Not at all, not even for a second.

"You're going to choke on your words pretty soon" you hissed, mouth parting as your tongue darted out to livk and tease his pinkish tip.

The way he thrused his hips forward, fingers tangled in your hair to keep you in place though, made you regret your words and your eyes widened for the sudden intrusion in your mouth. He showed no mercy at all, your throat almost contracting as you breathed through your nose. You had littel time to adjust as he drew back before snapping his hips forward again, setting up a rather relentless pace to literally fuck your mouth.

The gag reflex at first made it so hard for you to relax, eyes squeezed shut as his cock bullied the back of your throat. Your warm mouth was perfect for him. The pleasure and satisfaction it provided him was immense, his feral grunts filling the air around you as he hoarsely chuckled, looking down at the way your nails dug into his thighs for support.

Drool was running down your chin, his cock disappearing into your stretched mouth making him realize how good of a girl you could be if someone like him took the reins.

"Look at you. It looks like you are the one choking now" he groaned out, giving a few last thrusts before pulling out of you.

Coughing, you fell forward as he stepped away from you. Your hands preventing you from falling face first as you panted, tears still making your eyes burn. Your throat was definitely sore now, speaking was not something you could do right away.

A large hand wrapping around your forearm and pulling you back on your feet made you jolt, Zaraki's mouth capturing your lips in a fervent kiss bringing you back on Earth. You did not protest, your hands cupping his cheeks, as he hooked his hands underneath your thighs and lifted you up. The cellar at your back could provide you some shelter from the rain and the right amount of privacy for continuing what had started.

As he kicked the door open, he roughly let you down. You did not have enough time to talk, his calloused hands gripping your hips and spinning you towards the wall. The palms of your hands flattened on the wall, eyes closing, when he dragged your pants and underwear down your legs.

"Spread your fucking legs" he roared in your ear, fingers already slipping between your thighs to torment your throbbing clit. It was not a surprise for him feeling how wet you already were. His rough digits had no problem at all in slipping past your folds, plunging deep into your core to prompt strained moans from you.

"You better hurry up and not be a disappointment, Kenny" you breathed out, back arching as you rested your forehead against the wall. His fingers thrusting in and out of you sent shivers down your spine, your thighs quivering as you closed your eyes in bliss. A bliss destined to vanish abruptly as a familiar reiatsu dawned on you two.

How? How was he there?

Your head turned to glance back above your shoulder, greyish eyes boring judgementally into yours. Byakuya Kuchiki, the standoffish man you had refused to marry back then, was standing a few feet away from you two, his neat clothes giving him his typical regal appearence that made your blood boil into your veins.

"I'm not into exhibitionism. Move away" you blurted out, soft whimpers falling from your lips as Zaraki kept on curling his fingers into you relentlessly. You were close, sweat beading your forehead as you tried to restrain your orgasm.

The lewd squelching sounds echoing into the room made you blush, as Zaraki stared down at Byakuya in contempt "What is it? Are you envious or are you a virgin? Don't you know how to handle a woman? No wonder she refused your hand back then" he sarcastically commented, making you roll your eyes as he slipped his fingers out of your aching cunt.

Everyone knew it. The entire Seireitei knew that you had decided to turn your back on your family and choose to get your hands dirty instead of getting married to him. Albeit Byakuya never allowed his fragilities and emotions to slip past his stoic façade, you knew your stunt had hurt his feelings.

As Zaraki forced you to get on all fours on the floor, groans of protests erupting from your throat, you locked eyes with the noble man standing tall before you. His eyes were seemingly reduced to slits, as he watched the way Zaraki latched one of his hands behind your neck to keep you in place, while the other lined his cock to your opening. You were going mad. The anticipation of hearing Byakuya venomously retort something paired with the burning desire of feeling Zaraki split your walls apart, fill you up the brim, were making your body tremble.

“I would have never married a whore anyway” the Captain of the Sixth Division broke the silence again, stepping forward until he knelt right before you.

You felt your blood pump fast in your veins, rage and wrath blinding you as you opened your mouth to clearly make him regret his words. But the smack on your face, the way your head snapped to the side, even if it was not meant to truly hurt you, made you shudder. You had not seen it coming, too distracted by your irritation and the way Kenpachi’s cock dragged up and down your slit to collect your juices on his length.

“You never wished to be treated like a loved wife, did you? That is the kind of treatment your cunning heart ardently craved? It would be just direspectful of me not to be indulgent with you now, right?” Byakuya calmly said, his words ringing in your head like a death sentence, lips parted in disbelief, when you watched him unfasten his robes.

“You are a freak just like the others, Kuchiki Byakuya. Let’s do this then. I have nothing to lose. But you have factually lost my respect and admiration” you pointedly remarked, whining softly as Zaraki squeezed your left rear to catch your attention again.

With your eyes transfixed on Byakuya’s chiseled abs, on his bulge, you simply got the hint of what he wanted. Raising up on your knees, you let Byakuya help you to straddle him, the tip of his cock pressing into your warm cavern. As he gradually let you sink down onto him, a strained moan left your throat as you gripped his shoulders to adjust to his size. He stretched you perfectly, your walls clenching onto his length so deliciously that even his composed self was forced to let out soft groan.

“Really now? You think you can just walk in and steal my bitch like that? I’m fucking sure it’s mine the name she’ll scream while coming” Zaraki growled, his tick fingers now trying to prep your puckered hole for what was yet to home.

The soft grunts of Byakuya, the pleasure coiling in your lower abdomen made you relax a little, despite the slightly uncomfortable feeling of being stimulated in such a delicate spot. Your shallow breaths mingled with Byakuya’s ones, forcing you two to make an intense eye-contact.

It was weird remembering how much you loathed him right now, or how you thought you would have never let him touch you even with a finger. It was almost degrading, humiliating, your eyes squeezed shut as he reached your g-spot with a particularly hard snap of his hips. Your movements were meeting his thrusts, high-pitched moans now piercing the ears of the two men feasting on you.

There was passion, hate, aggression between you two.

The moment Zaraki finally pulled his fingers out of you to replace them with his cock, your nails scratched down Byakuya’s back hard enough to leave crescent moons marks onto his flawless skin. It hurt quite a bit, your muscles struggling to relax as the air seemed to be knocked out of your lungs.

The stretch was immense, unbearable, your wobbling lips brushing against the ones of the noble man you were riding. You did not think he would have showed you some mercy at this point, but when he kissed you passionately, his hand gripping your jaw roughly to keep your head in place, you knew he was finally letting his mask slip off to let his emotions take over.

You let out a strained moan he gladly swallowed, Zaraki’s thrusts being firm and steady as you gradually allowed your muscles to relax. You had never in your life experienced anything like that. You felt about to explode, the feeling of being stuffed to the brim, of being manhandled like that was overwhelming.

“So tight! Shit, I’ll stuff you full of my cum” Zaraki growled in your ear, his mouth latching onto your neck, biting, sucking, bruising you to remind you of how miserable you were in his hands.

The sound of skin slapping against skin, the groans and moans coming from the three of you would have made anyone passing by turn pale, their ears bleeding in disgust. You were not people in that moment. You were animals.

“Come” Byakuya whispered in your ear, observing the way you shuddered, your walls clamping down onto him as you felt them both twitch into you.

And you did. The moment you came, Byakuya thrusted upwards sloppily, his seed painting your insides white, as you released a ragged breath and your back flattened against Zaraki’s sweaty, firm abs. You felt it, the way the Captain at your back cussed before keeping his promise to fill you up too.

Panting, still stuffed up with their now softening members, you found the strength to say something they obviously agreed with.

“Not a word with anyone”.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there!

I am going to be ashamed of myself for a few hours after this. I honestly hope you are going to enjoy this piece because I literally have poured my whole heart into it. It’s my official second threesome, being the Shinobu x reader x Giyuu one the first one I have written! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreaciated!

Until next,

X O X O

TAGS: @shonen-brainrot @electronicwitchcollection

[t-r99]

A Rare Treat

Oliver Aiku x reader

the things this bitchass manwhore does to me

i sincerely believe that being friends with occasional benefits with aiku would be the definition of angst because of genuine feelings but nothing being done about them because he's a whore

and yes, sex with friend aiku would absolutely turn soft

i haven't written anything in a hot minute and this feel bleh but but. aiku smut it always a joy☺️

warning: mild smut

wc: 780

Being friends with Aiku is fun because if you ever feel lonely or sexually frustrated he'll just stand there while beaming like Yumichika from Bleach like this,

He's there before you've even said anything and he is ready to go.

Lord have mercy on your insides, because Aiku sure won't.

It's a strange mix between gentle and roughness. Oliver's touch is soft as his hands roam all over your marked skin that's starting to bruise where he eagerly gripped and groped earlier and he's placing gentle kisses over the deep purple marks left by his mouth where he sucked and nipped all over your neck.

As already stated, Aiku is a very weird mix of two different things. He will smirk and pinch your nipples one moment, quickly capturing your lips in a fierce kiss and swallow up your cute little moans, and then he will pull away and move down to soothe your nipples gently.

He's been teasing you, tormenting you for ages now and hasn't even fucked you yet, the bitch. It's fun for him and he relishes in your little gasps and cute little noises.

"J- Just get on . . . with it." You can barely form a proper sentence.

Aiku looks up at you, a playful look in his dual coloured eyes. "In a hurry?"

He's fucking hot like this. "No . . . No, I . . ." Damn, he looks really good.

"Just lie down and be good for me." He smirks. "I don't get to do this often."

Now that's a damn lie. "You sleep around-"

"Yeah," Oliver moves further down, leaving a trail of soft kisses after him. "but this is my once in a blue moon treat."

This has happened a few times before, and every time you end up just as flustered as the first time you slept with him.

He stares down at you intensely and you feel shy under his gaze, suddenly wanting to hide, and Aiku loves that. It just makes you even cuter than you already are. "Shy all of a sudden?" His eyes narrow and he slaps the side of your thigh playfully. "Weren't you begging me to fuck you a second ago?"

Bitch. "Shut up . . ." You mumble.

Maybe he has dragged it out for too long. He's so unbelievably pent up that it hurts.

"Shit." Oliver whispers. He's rock hard and dying to be inside you. "See what you do to me?"

You can feel it, giving a needy, "Put in it." when Aiku only teases you further.

"So impatient."

You might actually end up hating him if he doesn't fuck you soon. "Aiku," All you want is to feel him inside you. "please."

That'll do it.

He's weak to your pleas. How could he ever deny you when you beg so softly and look up at him like that?

The sound of your pretty moans are sweet heaven and like music to his ears when he finally pushes in. Damn, he might just cum on the spot, it's been too long since he got to do this.

"We need to do this more often," Oliver whispers and pecks your lips. "I almost forgot how good this feels."

You're already gone, overwhelmed by being filled up alone and only able to pick up one word from him. "More?" You mumble in a daze, thinking he asked a question. "I want more."

Say less.

You're just so warm and tight around his cock that fits perfectly inside, pushing ever deeper until you feel impossibly full.

Aiku catches you off guard when he pulls away and the warmth of his skin leaves you. "Just a little . . ." He mumbles to himself and sits up straight. "change."

"Huh . . . ?" He handles you like you're nothing and you find yourself pushed further into the mattress with your feet up in the air and legs over his broad shoulders.

This guy is canonically the physically strongest player at Blue Lock, he's going to kill you from this new angle with how hard he pounds into your needy hole that clenches around him so tight he almost loses his composure.

"Fuck, y'feel good." Oliver pants. "'f you keep squeezin' like that I won't last."

All you can do is let out a string of moans that only turns him on further.

"Shit."

Aiku reaches his limit. He always cums embarrassingly fast with you, that's the effect you have on him.

He's cute like this, cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink, eyes fluttering closed as he pants a string of endless, "You feel so good." that only ends when you reach up to hold his flushed cheeks.

"Give me . . ." You whisper breathlessly. "Give me everything."

Your wish is his command.

[lightning-wyvern]

can we get some bleach x male reader fic/writer recommendations? :3

OOH OMG IM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS QUESTION UM there are a few gn!reader fics in here too that im js obsessed with so i thought id list them!! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ fav writers

hayle honestly,, i love his writing style (hayle is my bf + co admin) @solannn (im a ghost fan im scared to follow-) @kiwicopia @brittscafe @gloryhrs

fav fics (theres a lot of britt's fics and theres... some smuts)

grimmjow reacting to m!reader liking stuffies ------- i kinda got obsessed and i reread this 1+ times every night for comfort hehe- so, you cuddle with that instead of me? (urahara x gn!reader) ------- i requsted this one bcs of the grimm one heh jealous much? (grimm x gn!reader + ichigo x gn!reader) ichigo getting hickeys >:D pet names headcanon (ichi, uryu, byakuya, yumichika + ukitake) childhood sweethearts (shinji!!!! SHINJIIII!!!) this fic that deserves a title (URAHARA *BARKING*) ------- i am most certainly taking comments on why i like this fic

i honestly might make another one of these lists later on... ~~~ > feel free to send me a request if theres something u want that ur having trouble finding! that seems to happen a lot in the bleach fanboy community :'D

edit: theres another writer i forgot to tag :'D he not a bleach writer to my knowledge but he deserves to be tagged cus his stuff is jkhsdkjhf @tojiscursedtool

[kyokutsu-sama]

Crossing the line

"You're the one who started it all, don't forget that"| kenpachi x reader Tw: smut (It's kenpachi so you already know what it's about) I have a lot of things on my mind about this man and I need to write them. I hope you like this one

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"Okay, I think it's all here. Do you need anything else sir?"- You asked

"No, you can go Y/n and by the way I'm sorry if you come here so late"- Byakuya said while putting away the papers that were on the table

"No problem, it’s fine. Have a good night captain"- you said goodbye and left the office

"Where did you say she went?"- The eleventh division captain changed his expression after hearing his third seat

"Y/n is in the sixth division, she had to go there and deliver some of the papers you asked me to handle"- Ikkaku kept a trembling voice after noticing that his captain didn't seem very happy

"And why didn't you go there instead of her when you were the one who had this task?"

"Because... Because I... because Yumichika and I have been training until now and besides, she also told us not to worry about it because she would take care of it herself. Captain, could you explain to me why you always get like that when does she approach sixth division captain?"

"First of all, shut your irresponsible mouth and secondly, I already warned you and the others to take care of that noble idiot's business. Keep Y/n away from him, you hear?"- Kenpachi got up from his chair and went towards the exit

Ikkaku shuddered when the captain slammed the door shut so hard it that made everyone hear. He knew a storm was coming, but it wasn't just for him.

As soon as you set foot in the eleventh division, you saw him with his arms crossed in front of the barracks door. You could guess that he already knew where you had gone, you sighed and continued walking towards him. You tried to walk past him as calmly as you could, but he grabbed your arm making you stop immediately. He was silent for a while and it was during that moment that you realized the tension was building and you could barely breathe.

"Where did you go?"- he asked in a slightly gruff voice.

"I went to take care of some business"

"With the captain of the sixth division?"

"Yeah, why? Are you jealous because I visited your rival?"- you curved your lips in a smile and looked at him while his eyes seemed to burn

He kept looking at you and you pulled your arm of his grip and made your way right after. He turned around and lifted you to his shoulder as he walked towards his bedroom.

"Hey put me down you..."

"You what?- he entered the room and put you on the floor in a brutal way

You looked at him with a teasing expression, your breathing was already starting to get a little panting. The air now felt much more tense than before.

"When are you going to stop acting like that? Are you really willing to compete with that idiot until the end of your days?"

"I don't waste my time with opponents like him unless those opponents take what's mine"

"Really ? I don't remember you owning me so..."

He slammed the bedroom door and approached you causing you to close your eyes for a moment after his huge body was almost covering you. You could already tell his spiritual pressure was starting to get out of control.

He said as he placed his strong hands on your thighs lifting you and pushing your body against the bedroom window. You prayed that no one would pass by outside or they would probably see a lot of things they didn't want. His lips started down from your ear to your neck, causing some shivers all over your body. Defying him like that was a dangerous game.

"Kenny... We're not going to do this in front of the window, are we?"- you said as he kissed all over your neck

"Yeah you're right, we should be doing this in Kuchiki's office, it would have more emotion"- he said laughing against your lips

"He would kill us if he caught us"

"Tch ! If he tries anything, you can be sure I'd cut him in half without hesitation"

"Wow, that sounds kinda romantic and sadistic at the same time" - you laughed

His hands rushed to take your clothes off as he kissed you abruptly and bitting your lips, you could have sworn you would pass out right there due to the way his lips took your breath away. You removed his kimono which slipped off his broad shoulders and fell to the floor. You ran your hands over the bare skin of his skin leaving some red lines. The distance between you two at that moment was almost zero, both bodies were so close and needing each other, your hand went up to grabbed his long black hair while the other held his strong and muscular arm.

You let out little moans when he left dark marks on your skin, he held your body with just one arm while the other hand was sliding through your completely soaked folds. His fingers went in and out of you making you arch your back, your nails dug into the flesh of his bicep as you felt his fingers go deeper and deeper.

"Tell me who makes you like this"- he whispered in your ear

"It's you... Ken-pachi"- you groaned

You felt your legs shake and your eyes roll as his fingers continued to penetrate you, your insides tightening around his fingers more and more until you came on them. He withdrew his fingers and licked them to taste you, you looked up at him with your breathless and flushed face. He brought his hand to the waistband of the hakama and lowered it freeing his large cock. You shuddered as it touched the inside of your thigh and then your throbbing and dripping slit.

He held it and placed it inside of you without hiding the smirk after seeing the way you lean your head against the window glass and moaning his name as his hands gripped the flesh of your thighs. He didn't hold back from the moment he entered you, you hugged his body close to yours so you could feel even more the heat that his skin gave off.

He was being merciless with you for stepping into "enemy territory", however you were loving having him that way even though you were still a little afraid that someone could see you because of the big window behind you. He just wanted everyone to know that you were his and that he was the one making you feel that way. He withdrew from you and when you felt your feet on the floor for a moment, he turned your back to him and entered you again making you lean your head while one of his hands held your hips and the other arm was around your neck.

You grabbed his arm trying to release the grip a little so you could breathe as you held yourself against the glass with your other hand, the way his body was hitting you from behind fast and hard, made you roll your eyes and open your mouth to begging for more. You couldn't deny that it was making you feel so good that you could barely describe how you were feeling at that moment.

"Let them know...let all of know who's fucking you like that. Let them know this is the dick you're begging for"- he said pushing even harder

You didn't repress any of your moans, everything you felt was being heard by him and probably by the entire division. His arm let go of your neck and pulled your hair causing you to tilt your head against his chest so that he could bend over you and kiss your lips. His hands went down your body and groped your whole body since your hips to your breasts while you felt your legs tremble and your vision was slightly blurred, his fingers slid to your sensitive bud making you feel shivers.

His touch, the heat, the room filled with moans and the sound of bodies hitting each other as he was kissing you rough, all of this was making you closer and closer to come. He kept going even deeper feeling your insides tighten around him more and more, he couldn't deny that it was driving him crazy too.

"Kenny...ahh I'm so close"-you moaned

"Come, come on my cock now"

His voice sounded so deep and full of desire at that moment, you barely resisted and ended up coming, squirting down his length. His arms held your body against the window preventing you from falling due to exhaustion, yet he was still thrusting into you.

"Kenpachi... p-please, that's too much"

"You're the one who started it all, don't forget that" - he placed a hand on the glass beside your head as he slowed down the thrusts. You could already feel the warm liquid of him filling you up until it were dripping out of your folds.

He stopped the movements but continued behind you holding your body, you were exhausted, he really pushed you to the limit. Your legs were shaking so much that if it weren't for his arms holding you, you would have fallen sooner.

"I need to lay down... my legs are shaking"- you said making him laugh

"At least now you can't go too far"- he said picking you up and putting you on the bed lying down next to you

"So you were doing it on purpose so I wouldn't visit your stupid rival?"

"I warned you that I would punish you if you went there"

You couldn't help but smile, he hugged you close to his chest and you looked at him a little surprised by the sudden movement after you were almost suffocating against him.

"Kenny, I'm running out of air" - you squirmed in his arms

"Stop fidgeting and complaining then”- he said, releasing his grip a little.

You sighed and closed your eyes to try to fall asleep, arguing with him was a losing game.

[thetrinketbox]

Drunk again off another crush (Kensei x Reader)

I wrote this for Kensei’s birthday and because he looks so hot in the new anime episodes. My man needs more fics about him! Also available on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49015216 "Congratulations!" "Yeah, who'd've thought an idiot like you would figure out bankai?" "Three cheers for lieutenant Hisagi!" The boisterous cheering filled the bar, a crowd of shinigami clustered together like a flock of crows in their black uniforms. They clinked their glasses together for the umpteenth time that night, Hisagi grinning like a schoolboy. "Thanks, guys!" he said, his cheeks somewhat redder than usual and his hair all mussed up from Ikkaku and Renji constantly ruffling it, like you would to a puppy. From your little corner of the bar, you watched all this going on, trying to look happy about it even as your mood sank lower and lower as the noise and celebrating grew louder. It seemed churlish to feel left out. This was Hisagi's moment, not yours, a celebration of a milestone that not many shinigami ever achieve. You were happy for him; you knew how hard he'd been working to master it and improve his relationship with Kazeshini. When you'd first heard that he'd finally done it, there had been no doubt in your mind that he'd always had what it took. But although you'd helped to arrange this little celebration, even hanging up some of the decorations with some people from Ninth (you weren't even part of Hisagi's division), and though he'd thanked you when you congratulated him and even given you a quick hug that made you feel all tingly, that was about all that had been said. His friends had arrived, first Kira, Renji and Kira and then later Ikkaku, Yumichika, Iba and Rangiku and he'd been swept up in a little bubble comprised of lieutenants (or near enough, in Ikkaku and Yumichika's cases) and suddenly it was like you didn't exist anymore. Like you said, it seemed childish to complain that Hisagi wasn't paying attention to you. You understood he'd obviously mostly want to spend time with his closest friends, the ones who had fought alongside him the longest and seen him in action the most. Seeing their happiness at his success truly was an amazing thing.

But...was it unreasonable you felt left out? Envious? Wishing you could even come close to having companions that cared so much about you? You didn't think it was, so you'd turned to the nearest available source of comfort - alcohol. You were several drinks in now and even though you'd tried to look like you were enjoying yourself, you could feel yourself growing more and more distressed and isolated, sitting nursing a drink you'd stopped actually drinking a while ago, which had turned unpleasantly watery now that the ice cubes had melted, and you weren't drunk enough for that not to matter to you. You pushed it aside in faint disgust, but now you didn't even have the excuse of not wanting to spill your drink - now you were just sitting here feeling abandoned and stupid. As Kira poured Hisagi another drink, you caught something flicker in your peripheral vision and turned your head to see a captain's robe, a stark contrast to all the black uniforms. Shit, when had Muguruma gotten here? Or wait, he'd been here before, hadn't he? That's right - Mashiro had gotten her hands on a whole bottle of vodka and mistaken it for something much milder. She'd chugged damn near the whole bottle and passed out, and Kensei had been forced to take her to Fourth Division before she did anything else stupid - apparently she had a nasty habit of abruptly thrashing awake and kicking, and Kensei was one of the only people strong enough to keep her steady and not be winded by her famous legs, so he'd vanished for a good chunk of the evening. You couldn't help but wonder if he'd purposefully taken longer than he needed to, so he didn't have to listen to the racket of his subordinate and other lieutenants getting wasted - Kensei was the only person who looked like he wanted to be here less than you did, and the thought was oddly cheering. Misery loves company, and all that. A vague ghost of a smile flickered at your lips, but it died again like a blinking lightbulb. You admittedly didn't know Kensei all that well, except that Hisagi had been fanboying constantly since the official announcement that the three former captains had agreed to return to their old posts. Time had passed since then, but Hisagi still seemed rather starstruck by Kensei, which was just as well - you'd heard he was a hardass, and if you were being totally honest, he kind of scared you a bit. He was no Zaraki or Kurostsuchi, but something about his size, intimidating aura and I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude was simultaneously scary and a little alluring. You could feel where he was from anywhere in Ninth - his reaitsu was powerful and tinged with an unusual aura, probably thanks to the Hollow that lived inside him. You wondered if Kensei was like that all the time or if he relaxed a little more in his downtime. You were certain you'd never seen him smile. As if he could sense your gaze on him, Kensei suddenly looked in your direction, a scowl on his face. You quickly ducked your head to avoid his gaze, cheeks burning.

It was time to go home, you decided. There was no point sitting here moping because senpai wouldn't notice you anymore. You knew how your moods were only amplified when you drank, and you couldn't see the night improving from here. You were stuck in a tar pit of self-loathing of your own making, and besides which, though you were friendly with one or two of the lieutenants, approaching all of them was kind of intimidating. They understood each other in a way other seated members didn't, working so closely with their captains and yet not quite being on their level. It was a weird limbo to be in, for sure. Slowly you got up from the table, and immediately nearly fell to your knees as you stood up. Fuck. The booze always hit harder this way, and it took a lot of concentration for you to skirt around the crowd of people towards the exit, weaving back and forth as you walked. Before you reached that glorious, blinding white rectangle of an exit, a hand suddenly grasped your elbow. "Where are you going?" a voice demanded. You turned around and your stomach did some kind of somersault as you found yourself staring dizzily up at Kensei himself. He was scowling down at you, as per usual, but he didn't seem particularly angry per se - he had a very severe resting bitch face, so it seemed. "Sorry?" you said, which was at least slightly better than "Whu?" which was what you'd been about to say. When you realised, he thought you'd gotten confused on your way to the bar/bathroom, you gave a little shake of your head. "Oh, I'm just - I thought I should go home." Behind Kensei came another raucous round of cheering and a facial muscle of Kensei's twitched. Clearly the celebrations were grating on his nerves as well - however fond of Hisagi he was, he was not the partying sort of guy. You didn't know Kensei that well, but you knew enough about him to know that every sound of glasses or bottles clinking and sloshing beer on the ground was no doubt grating terribly. "You're in no fit state to walk home by yourself." Kensei pronounced, but before you could get indignant over this, he sighed. "I'll walk you back to your quarters." What?! "Oh, um, that's kind of you, sir, but it's really not-" you demurred - the thought of walking home with Kensei Muguruma at your side was an alarming one. "It's not up for negotiation." Kensei overrode you bluntly, so much so that you found yourself unable to muster a second stab at refusing. His hand went to your shoulder, and he began steering you towards the door. "Come on. From here on, it's their problem if one of them passes out in a puddle of vomit." You paused and made a face at the idea. "Yessir." ~ You were right - walking with Kensei Muguruma was an intense experience. Granted, it wasn't like he was shouting at you for drinking or asking you tricky questions. Instead, he was surprisingly quiet, keeping an eye on your ungraceful gait out of the corner of his eye, but otherwise he seemed content to walk through the winding streets of the Seireitei - you'd told him where you lived, and it wasn't so far away that either of you felt the need to whip out Shunpo. Anyway, as Kensei had pointed out, the fresh air would help sober you up some. Despite that, though, the silence had a tinge of awkwardness to it. Kensei was doing you a favour, but you got the sense he was regretting having offered. Your mind was in a whirl of confusion and alcohol, and you wanted to find something to say to make the journey feel a little less of a daunting voyage. Kensei's reiatsu washed over you like a heavy wind that hints at a thunderstorm - occasionally your arm would brush his haori and the hairs stood up on your skin when it broke out in goosebumps. Kensei didn't seem to notice. "Why were you sitting by yourself?" he suddenly asked - not looking at you but keeping his eyes straight ahead. You're taken aback by the question and your answer is vague. "Oh, well...I'd said my congrats to Hisagi, so I didn't want to get in the way while he was with his friends. His other friends." you said, lamely. "It felt rude to just leave in the middle of his celebration." "Tch. His friends are spoiling him. Most people don't get a fucking parade thrown for them for achieving a bankai." Kensei muttered, and you shot a surprised glance at him. But though his words were dismissive, his facial expression wasn't disgusted or scornful. Perhaps grumbling was Kensei's idea of speaking fondly of someone. "Why did you come, then?" you asked, seized with a sudden boldness - perhaps Kensei's candidness was infectious. "You don't seem like a... party type of guy, sir." "I'm not," Kensei said, waving a hand impatiently. "But I don't begrudge the kid. I worked him hard, and he gave me the results I was hoping for. That deserves recognition." Huh. You gave a hum of agreement and turned your attention back to the path in front of you. It seemed Kensei was right - you did feel a little more sober. Walking no longer felt like a tricky task that required all conversation, though you didn't regret your decision to leave. You doubted anybody had noticed you were gone. "So that was the only reason?" Kensei pressed, startling you. "You were just too scared to talk to him around his lieutenant friends? Or were you hoping something was gonna happen?" You nearly choked on your own saliva at the blunt phrasing. Kensei really didn't pay much attention to social niceties, did he? You chewed on the inside of your cheek. You'd never examined your feelings regarding Hisagi Shuuhei in detail - you knew he liked Rangiku. Kensei knew he liked Rangiku. Everyone and their mums probably knew it. So having feelings for Hisagi had never really crossed your mind, because they were doomed before they'd even had a chance to take root. But explaining all this to Kensei made you uncomfortable, so instead you simply said: "We're just friends." "Really." Kensei drawled, and was it your imagination, or was he messing with you? It was hard to tell with his deadpan manner of speaking. "Yes, really." you said, a little huffily. "And if you don't mind, I'd rather not discuss it further." "Tch." You both fell silent again, and you could feel heat creeping up your cheeks. It occurred to you that perhaps Kensei had had some alcohol to loosen his tongue a bit himself, it was just nowhere near as obvious with him since he was so big and beefy - it would probably take enough alcohol to knock over a horse before he started to show ill effects. Though you didn't know who in their right mind would give alcohol to a horse. You knew where you were now, and you glanced at Kensei. "I can take it from here if you have somewhere to be." you said, then added belatedly. "Sir." "I don't." Kensei replied, and you snorted. "Why do you care about where I'm going or what I'm doing, anyway?" you suddenly asked him, feeling like you were teetering on the edge of something. "Thought you didn't want to talk about that anymore," Kensei said. "I'm not, I'm talking about you." you replied, bouncing onto the balls of your feet like that might help you reach Kensei better. He scoffed and glanced away, and you took a moment to admit his side profile, that firm jaw and the shape of his nose. The impressive fluff of his mohawk and were those piercings you spied in his ear? Hot. "Just noticed you around, is all." Kensei said, his throat bobbing when he covertly swallowed. "When you come by Ninth." Oh? "Oh?" you asked faintly. Kensei had noticed you? But why? There was nothing special about you and he was a captain, and a Vizard, to boot. Everyone was curious about them, even if the topic of the reason the reinstated Captains had been forced to leave was often skirted around. Was it possible you were hallucinating this and were still at that table, passed out drunk? Now Kensei turned to face you and you weren't able to pull your eyes away from him in time - specifically his bared chest, his firm abdominal muscles and that famous 69 tattoo emblazoned across his skin, the ink still bold and clear even after over a century. He caught you looking, but he didn't seem to mind it. "Yeah," he said, and his eyes slid to your lips, where a faint shimmer of lipstick still sat from when you'd gotten ready hours earlier. It was like it was choreographed. A beat of silence ticked between you, an internal debate that lasted both a moment and a lifetime. Then, before you had time to doubt, to convince yourself it was all in your head, Kensei moved, surprisingly quick for a man his size. You had no time to process before a large, gloved hand curved around the back of your neck and you were being pulled in for a hot, demanding kiss that left you breathless. You could faintly taste rum on his lips, and your back met the wall, Kensei's body shielding you from prying eyes. Your hands moved immediately to comb through his mohawk as he kissed you, and Kensei growled in response, his teeth pinching your bottom lip, enough to make you squeak. His hands roved up and down your body, one of them settling on your waist where you'd donned a brand-new sash for the occasion, his touch hot and firm and making you shiver deliciously. His reiatsu covered you, but this time you relished the staticky feeling of it, the tingling zipping across your skin. Fuck. you thought. No words were exchanged during all this. You'd both passed the need for them - your bodies did the talking plenty. When Kensei finally released you, straightening up to his full height again, you were amused to notice he had a smear of sparkly lipgloss collected on his bottom lip. You felt out of breath. "That was..." you said and broke off with a huff of breathless laughter. "Yeah," Kensei agreed, running a hand through his mohawk in a surprisingly self-conscious gesture that, at present, seemed like the most endearing thing ever. His eyes went back to your lips, but he didn't move to kiss you again. You understood - when you pushed yourself off the wall, the world wobbled a bit before righting itself. Sobering walk or no, you were still on the drunken side. You smiled awkwardly at Kensei, though pleasure squirmed in your stomach when he offered you a very slight one back. He reached out and his thumb brushed just underneath your bottom lip, wiping away some smudged gloss. You stood stock still while he did this, mesmerised by this simple movement. "Should I...?" you said, but you weren't sure how to finish that sentence. Kensei's smile turned into a smirk. "You're going to go home and sober up." he told you. "I think you've had enough excitement for one day." You licked your lips. "And after that?" you dared to ask. Kensei's smirk widened a bit, and his hand rumpled your hair. The next thing he said made your stomach clench and heat rush to your face. "And then you'll come by Ninth and we'll see if we can't find another reason to start celebrating."

[yumichikasballsak]

UP FIRST: Yumichika and Ikkaku spicy headcanons 🌶️ 💜

Nsfw below!! MINORS DNI

Ikkaku Madarame

- I see him loving quickies, especially where he is positioned behind you

- This man does not really care for fine detail. He loves a nice ass and some good thighs, but doesn’t pay that much attention to the finer details.

- His favorite body part on a partner is DEFINITELY the ass. I think that everybody will agree on this.

- Although being rough, Ikkaku probably is really fond of giving you some soft head. Starting with just kitten licks, to warm you up.

- Ikkaku’s fucking style is obviously rough, that man will pound into you endlessly. He can go multiple rounds, probs a maximum of 5x

- Yes, Ikkaku is rough, but he probably does not like any hardcore choking or brining much harm to his partner. But SPANKING. That is probably his favorite thing. To call it a kink might be a bit extreme, but lets just say that he loves spanking his partner on the behind or thighs.

- Maybe a very specific thing Ikkaku likes is doing some hot stuff in the shower, after massaging your whole body with soap. He just cant help himself after that anymore

Yumichika Ayasegawa

- He wants a good passionate fucking or none at all. There is no such thing as a quickie with Yumi. He wants to take his time with a partner, and of course for the partner to take their time with him.

- Yumichika has eye for detail, everybody knows this. He loves how the dimples on your back look, or how your waist transitions into your hips.

- I get strong feeling that Yumichika’s favorite body part on his partner is their waist. He therefore will always want to touch it when being intimate.

- When I say that Yumi is the biggest tease, I mean it. He wants his partner ready. Of course, he then also expects this in return…

- Because his fucking style is pretty soft and delicate, one session probably takes ages. So he won’t be able to do many rounds. 2 MAX

- Anything with body worshipping and praise is definitely a kink of Yumichika, I mean he thinks he’s the most handsome man of Soul Society so would you expect otherwise?

- I can reallyyyy see Yumichika being fond of massages. Especially with giving them, full body massages of course, to appreciate his partner’s every nook and fold on their body.

- also… CANDLE WAX!! But it has to be the perfect scent tho, he will spend ages looking for the perfect wax with the perfect texture and scent.